Nebraska advertiser. (Brownville, Nemaha County, N.T. [Neb.]) 1856-1882, July 21, 1881, Image 2

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U. W. rAlltllKOTHKltaiCO.
I'mUitS n! VrrprUtv
I nm imiAhltiK Tenderfoot,
I'm luylim lorn elalm,
Citn any or yini runleni put
A fellow on the mime'
I iiln't ii hwr, I don't wunt much
A thoumind lo this ton, or miclu
I mn ii peaceful Tendcrroot,
I'm looklmc for ufhimcu
To join rohhj fortiinutu triilnnt
That'll Htruck ii circumstance.
I iilti'l a Imir, I don't want much
A hundred to tin' ton or Mich.
MONTH Till: Tllllttl AlMUHT.
1 nm u HtniifKlliiK Tenderfoot,
I'm hunting for hoiiio pitrd
Thiiffl KOt the downright moral root
To piny ii grulHdiikH card.
I iiln't u hog, I don't wain union
A liurro, can or beaim, or hiioIi.
I urn a weary Tenderfoot.
I wmil pome Kiwtcrn tiiim
Within my hand hi hand to put
And Hweetly murmur "Homo.
I ain't ii hog, I don't want much
An cimply through Irolght ear, or such.
fitmifruii (Cot.) New.
Tho trick, it is to bo noted, is not u
now ono, but bus boon played success
fully tit least onco within tlio pasttwon-ty-livo
years in each of the countries of
Franco, Itiily mid Bavaria. Its latest
European form, tlio "Diicliau Bank" of
an ox-aotross.AdoloSpitzodoi', which was
opurntuil In Muuioli from 180!) to 1872,
mid by which tlio Bavarians worooheat
oil out of millions of dollars, is intrin
sically tlio most interesting of those
swindles, and is specially so to us be
cause it had so many points in common
with the Ladies' Deposit of Huston. No
one, indeed, who hasstudicd tho stories
of the two together can doubt that in
Homo way or other, directly or indirect
ly, Fruuloin Spitzodor's plan was
the inspiration and model of
Airs. Howe's. Hoth opened banks
of deposit, promised preposterous
returns of interest, and success
fully invited loans of money from
tlio public. Neither had any pecuniary
capital, or ollorod any security, the solo
and sullloiont reliance of each being
upon her own impudence and tlio com
bined cupidity and credulity of her cus
tomers. Each made friends by play
ing the Lady Hountiful upon occasion,
had a mixed party of gulls and knaves
committed to her cause, drew herself
out of poverty and into luxurious com
fort by means of her bank, ended hor
career in prison, and loft assets enough
behind hor to pay hor creditors a divi
dend of about live nor cent. Tlio ab
solute essentials to long-continued suc
cess, as each swindler knew, wore tlio
prompt payment of the ridiculous rate
of stipulated interest, and tlio prompt
punishment in a depositor of any want
of faith by a return of her principal and
u haughty refusal ovor to rusunio busi
ness rotations with hor. This latter
operation, a very shrowd kind of moral
bulldozing," Mrs Howe and hor assist
ants used to perform lnagniliceutly and
with groat ofloct. Each counted with
certainty upon a very rare withdrawal
of principal, so long as the extraordi
nary interest was paid and tlio custom
er's contidoneo was unshaken. Many
ing ono at first found a littlo diiliuulty
in understanding how such a concern
could pay twenty-four per cent, a month
quarterly in advanco, even for a couplo
of years, without investing its funds or
receiving help from without. Hut tlio
explanation is really quite simple: when
onco the popular faitli begins to bo es
tablished in such a bank, the principal
ilows in for some timo in an over-increasing
stream, and for quite a long pe
riod thero is nioro than enough money
always on hand to meet the current de
mand for interest, and leave tho oper
ator a handsome margin for silks, jew
elry, hot-house llowors, and all other
proper living expenses although, of
course, at every moment the concern is
in fact utterly insolvent. In tlio ease
of the Ladies' Deposit some of the lig
urcs already given illustrate this well
enough; tho number of depositors in
1880 was livo times as groat as in 1871),
and the receipts from tlio first quarter
of the former year were therefore far
more than enough by themselves to
meet all tho demands for interest then
accruing on deposits of 187'J, to take
care of the usual small withdrawal of
principal, and to give Mrs. Howe and
nor friends everything tlioy needed for
their comfort, To koop suoli a concern
alive there must be a like increase of
deposits upon a geometric ratio all tho
time, and such a rate of advance cannot
possibly bo maintained for many years.
The longer the thing lasts the wider is
tho circle oflts Until disaster and injiis
tice,audthe duty.theroforo.of every hon
est man, whatever the duty of honost
woman may bo, is to destroy such an
enterprise as soon as it is unearthed.
Mrs. Howe quite surpassed Miss Spitz
edor in scrupulous obedience to tho
spirit of their common scheme. Tho
latter sometimes though rarely, to bo
suro mule investments of hor depos
ited funds; the former nuvor did such a
thing, excepting once, when she lout a
few hundred dollars to a furniture
dealer; and her Ladies' Deposit had not
a single cent of ' income," in tlio
banker's sense of tho word. Mrs.
Howe, in fact, curried on her business
in all its brandies with appropriately simplicity. She took tier de
positors' money; kept it in tho drawers
of a chijjonicrc in tho business parlor by
day, lis Mrs. Gould has often said,
carried it oil' in baskets at night, and
nit it somewhere probably under
lor bod for safe keeping; paid
out interest and principal from it
when tiioro were calls for such
disbursements; bought hor own house
and land and furniture and fixtures with
it; and always treated it entirely as hor
own which, indeed, in an important
sense, it was. For this sort of banking
none of tlio frippery of modern mason
lino book-kcoping,wns iiocccd, and noun
was used: the accounts of a Fiji Islund
llsh-dealer could not have boon kept
more simply than those of Mrs. Howe,
tho HoJton "financial agent," and Miss
(Jrandall, who tostlliod in court thatsho
did not know tlio between a
day-book and a ledger, was the very
woman to servo as her chief clerk. In
audacity tlio German operator some
what surpassed her American imitator,
but in cunning tlio latter absolutely ex
celled. Mrs. Howe -or whoever elabor
ated tho original conception of her
bank recognized tho decided superi
ority in sensibility and inquisi
tivonoss of the average Bostoni
an over the average Havarian,
and her operations wore conducted,
especially at first, with an almost ex
quisite tact. Tho air of reserve and
coyness with which the management
enveloped itself acted like magic- upon
the credulity of tho ordinary uneducat
ed woman. Miss Susan Smith wont to
tlio Ladies' Deposit with hor two hun
dred dollars in hor pocket, a little
timorous, somewhat dubious, rather in
credulous. To her surprise, she found
that her patronage was by no means
solicited was not even wished, unless
she was exactly the right sort of woman
and precisely mot some four or ttvo con
ditions. In a few moments she began
to burn with the desire to enter tlio in
closuro thus jealously guarded; and if
she succeeded as she generally did in
tlio end in persuading tho person in
charge to take hor littlo all she de
parted with a sense of deep gratitude
that she had been permitted to
become a depositor. Tlio same
idea, a littlo varied, was beauti
fully carried out in tlio request,
delicately but firmly made in almost ev
ery case, that the customer would not
gossip about the Ladies' Deposit. If,
indeed, she had a particular female
friend, who was excessively worthy and
greatly in need, and who happened to
have two hundred dollars or more, such
a friend might, as a favor, bo very
quietly informed of tho privileges of the
establishment; but there was to bo no
baubling into the world's rude ear
about those sacred mysteries of Eleusis.
All this showed a fine knowledge of
human nature, and in practice worked
charmingly; tho method resembling that
often used in selling tickots to a charity
ball, where it is mysteriously whisporod
to a few that the company will bo very
select, and admissions very hard to pro
cure. Atlantic Monthly.
Portuguese Shepherds.
On the hiil-sido under tlio cork-trees
wo see a child tending hor Hock, and
spinning with distatl' and spindle. Such
a sight is very common; littlo girls have
much to do with tlio domestic animals;
thoy run fearlessly between the long
Horns ol tlio groat tawny oxen, and
guide them in the way thoy should go
with a shower of blows on" their long
sufVoring foreheads and muzzle. Thoy
milk the goats and herd the swine, and
grow lithe and strong of limb ami nut
brown of face in tho warm sun. The
herdsmen and shepherdesses beguile
their lonely watch with tho peculiar an
tiphoual songs of tho country, which
often display remarkable wit in repartee
on the part of the improvisatoros, as
well as a ready talent for rhyming.
Those songs aro composed as well m
Spain as in Portugal. Ono shepherd
challenges another to a tournament in
verso, and begins by singing a stanza
which is to servo as a key-note for the
whole production, as woll in the kind of
measure to be used as in tune, in ono
of those lyrical ballads, which, so far as
I know, lias never crept into print, a
man begins a song halt in banter, half
in earnest:
"It U bolter
to lovo a dog than to love, u
Kor for a piece of gold a woman
will leavo
you to grler,
Hut tlio atleellun of a dog (semilogs."
A woman, who has had some ex
perience of tlio improvidonco as well
as of the voracity ot mankind, replies,
in ready caricature of the other:
" It Is belter to feed a dog than t feud a man,
Kor with a pleeo of meat a dog will leavo you
lu peace.
Hut the hunger of a man will last forever."
And the keen sharp-shooting is kept up
through a longe range of topics, the ball
tossed back and forward from one skill
ful oomposor to another, and when im
provisation fails traditional badinage l.i
remembered and sung with equal gusto.
L, W. (Jhainpnet, m Harper's Maya
zine. At Winnipeg, Manitoba, tho dis
covery of tlio supposed real heir to tlio
Ticliborno estate lias been made. Ho
is an invalid in tho hospital, from inju
ries received on the l'aeilie Railway.
His name is Jamos Riches Colon, Riches
being his mother's maidon name, and
Tiohborno the titlo ot the estate. Ho
says that ho is fifty-two years of age,
and admits that lie is uneducated. His
story is that ho loft England when bo
twoon nineteen and twenty years of ago,
to follow the sea. Ho caino from Aus
tralia, via England, to Canada.
"What kind of a doctor am Dr.
Black?" asked Uncle Moso of an old
Austin dariioy. "One ob do best 1 ober
hcered toll of. Dar was a niau down
sick, and all do odder doctors in town
said hu couldn't lib twontv-four hours.
So Dr. Hlaek jos tuok him in charge,
and do man lilibod. sail. Instead of dy
ing in twenty-four hours ho libbed thirty-six
hours, salt," Texas Stftings,
In a London Lodging-House.
Our London landlady was a small
woman attached to a loud voice. As to
the house that voice was ubiquitous.
Whether tho woman was in the garret
or tho cellar it mattered not; the voice was
the same and the voice penetrated to all
parts of the house. No matter how severe
iier labors, her tongue neverlostits vital
ity. She was a watchful woman. Not a
mouse could nibble but she heard it.
Sho was a working woman, too. Sel
dom sat she down in tlio daytime. She
was always pitying herself for her life
of hard work, yet without work she was
miserable. If short of work she would
change the arrangement of the chairs,
sofas and bedsteads of every room in
the house. Nevor did I live in a dwell
ing of such a perpetual state of revolu
tion. Ono tiling sho would not endure,
and that was a harsh pull at the door
boll. That bell must have had an at
tachment to some sensitive portion of
her organization. Thero aro persons
who, it would appear, in the past have
Hiill'ered somo personal injury from a
door boll or a door boll-pull, and who,
out of rovengo on pulling any other
bell, do so with an "I'll lot you know"
sort of jerk. Such bell-pulls as these
made every nerve in our landlady tin
gle, and wlwn sho answered such a
bell, no matter who it might be at the
door, her first remark consisted of an
expostulation against such manner of
pulling boll-pulls, and her second an ex
planation of the proper manner of pull
ing them. She was an English Airs.
Partington. For tlio word"poruso"
she substituted carouse." "Here is a
letter," she would remark to a lodger
on the postman's arrival. "You can
carouse it at your leisure." She always
spoko of her "potograph" for "photo
graph," and was fond of remarking,
'What do you think to that?" when
desirous of getting an opinion from oth
ers. I do not think our landlady so much
cared for money as she did for the pleas
ure and excitement of keeping lodgers.
In reality, it is doubtful whether she
wauled the bills paid up regularly and
everything to go on smoothly. A safe
business and safe boarders would not
have given hor excitement enough. She
delighted in being suspicious, wary and
anxious. She wanted her mind "exer
cised and kept on the stretch in watch
ing lodgers heavily indebted to
her. Sho kept her well-trained
ears wide open to hear stealthy foot
stops going out very late at night. Hut
if ever she had rushed up those narrow
kitchen stairs and caught a lodger try
ing to Binugglo out his effects in his
carpet-bag and dressed in two suits of
clothes and inllated in bulk from wear
ing all his underclothes at once, I think
sho would have dragged him back and
" No you donV. None of them tricks
can you play oil hero that's old; you
must show more invention than that
before you can get yourself and your
traps out of my house without paying
your bill."
If sho didn't exactly do this sho came
pretty near it, for rather than that peo
ple should die of starvation iu her house
sho foil them without pay, and rather
than, as regards personal attire, they
should disgrace the establishment, sho
clothed them and did their washing.
And so month after month certain of
her customers dragged out with her
their weary existences, and were obliged
to stay because they couldn't pay their
board, and so she bad all the tun.
Our landlady had one ' help," Mrs.
Gann, who seemed always under a ban.
She never did an errand with exact cor
rectness. If sent out for candles she
wasliablo to return with tea, and vice
versa. She .seemed every brooding and
dreaming, and filled with some mystery.
Some inscrutable problem monopolized
her intellect. To speak to her or to dis
turb her in any of hor ordinary house
hold avocations was to unsettle and
throw oil" its balance tho little mentality
vouchsafed Mrs. Gann. In her preoc
cupied fashion it seemed she had once
married a man one Gann whereby
sho had become the mother of two chil
dren. Yet this ntiair had never made
a profound impression on Mrs. Gann as
compared with the secret over which
sho so constantly brooded. The mini
who came to do odd jobs about tho
house always brought extraordinary in
formation. Mr. Gladstone was ever on
tlio point of resigning or Huron Roths
ohild had oll'ered to pay oil' tho National
debt of England on condition that ho
was allowed to enter I'arliament. During
the celebrated Ticliborno trial, when Dr.
Konoaly commuiicud his speech in de
fense of the " claimant," our man re
marked that the " Old Eternal General"
was shaking iu his shoes for fear ho
would lose tlio case. Most people would
have called him the " Attorney-Geii-erall."
Prentice Mulforil, in the San
Francisco Chronicle.
An Equine (Jlaut.
Mr. Townsend, of Avondalo, drove
through this city yesterday one of the
most remarkable horses perhaps ever
soon in this vicinity. As Mr. T. drew
up his buggy near tlio sidewalk on Fifth
street a crowd gathered around, at
tracted by the appearance of the horse.
Tho color was chestnut brown, tho
limbs finely tormed and the animal
stood nineteen ami a half hands high.
When lie tossed his head up it seemed
to roach the altitude usually assigned
to the gi ratio. Tlio horso was bred iu
Clinton County, where Mr. Townsend
purohased him from a farmer. His ago
being only livo years, it, is probable he
will grow yet. II is weight was stated
to bo 1,700 pounds. Cincinnati Com'
An umbrella is
man in that it is only
thing when it is used
dilVoroiit from n
gooil for some-
).lhiton Post.
Our Young Headers.
Tom Jones began to wheozo and
sneeze last spring, and pretty soon a
cough set in that alarmed his mamma,
and she was just making up hor mind
to send for tho family physician, when
Tom wns seized ono morning with a fit
of coughing which ended in a prolonged,
unmistakable whoop. No Indian on the
war-path ever seemed better satisfied
with u whoop than Mrs. Jones did with
this ono of Tom's.
"Why, Tommy's got the whooping
cough!' sho exclaimed, joyfully, to her
"Docs a legacy usually come with
it?" said Mr. Jones.
"Woll. it's a comfort to know it isn't
anything settling on his lungs," re
plied Mrs. Jones. "He's got to have
whooping-cough some timo, and it's a
good time to liavo it now, when tho
warm weather is coming. Now wo
needn't wait for vacation to go tho
" You aro in luck, Tom," said Mr.
Jones. "You can take a long legal
holiday, and need not play hookey any
"Catch mo taking a holiday till the
rest of tlio boys do, and you'll catch a
weasel asleep: Joo Hrown ain't going to
got ahead of me," said Tom, whose
father knuwho nevor " plavod hookey."
"Hut, my sou, you don't want to
give away tho whooping-cough? It's
something nico to keep; you mustn't bo
too generous with it."
"There's nothing stingy about me,"
said Tom, who, in truth, was a whole
souled littlo fellow, always sharing what
he had with his playmates. " If it's a
good time to have it, why can't I go
and give it lo tho whole class?"
"There's a prejudice against peoplo
being too generous," said Mr. Jones;
and, patting Tom's head, he went off to
Tom gathered up his books, but his
mamma explained to him that he
couldn't go to school with whooping-
"How long does this thing last?" said
Tom, impatiently.
" Oh, quite a while," said Mrs.
Jones, cheerfully "two or three
months, perhaps.1'
Two or three months!" echoed Tom,
with dismay. " Why, Joo Hrown Ml be
away ahead of mo by that time, and I
sha'n'tbo promoted!"
" Woll, never mind, dear," said his
mamma; " it can't be helped, 3011 know.
lrou'll have to have it some time, and
it's a good time to have it now."
Mrs. Jones began humming a tune,
and went up stairs to pack her trunks,
not dreaming of tho tempest that raged
in the bosom of her son Tom. Ho
throw down his books, put both elbows
on the table, and let his chin fall into
his hands. It was all lie could do to
keep up with Joo Hrown now. Joe was
a sickly fellow, but ho had great pluck
and perseverance, and would do his ex
amples with n handkerchief tied around
his head to keep it together, as ho
said. Ho lost many days b3' sick
ness, but alwa3S made it up by
extra work, and tho extra brains that
ho had stored away somewhere in that
ricket3r noddle of his. Tom admired
him tiud loved him. They had been
neighbors, chums and classmates us
long as he could remember. Thoir
wood-sheds joined at tlio back of their
yards, and every morning each climbed
up to have a long talk with the other
about tho boy-business of the duy. Tom
admired and loved Joe, but ho feared
him, too. Joe's dclicato health and ex
tra brains about struck a balance with
Tom's rugged constitution and averago
intellect; but how about those oxtra
months of whooping-cough? These
would leavo fearful odds on Joe's side.
Tom could never catch up with him
again never! It was mean. It was
hard. It was not to bo borne. Why
couldn't Joo get the pesky old whoop
ing-cough, too? Hut Tom thought of
Joe's hollow cheeks and sunken eyes,
and put that temptation away from him.
Ho made up his mind he would caution
Joo at onco, and ran out to Hridget for
a yellow rag that ho had seen about the
kitchen. 'Inking it out to tho wood
shed he hoisted it upon a hastily impro
vised pulley.
"What's that?" said Joe, who had
been waiting for Tom.
" I'm in quarantine," shouted Tom.
"Don't breathe this way. You know
that cough of mine? Well, it's whooping-cough.'"
Joo darted back. "Gracious!" ho
said; ' I wouldn't have it for anythiiw.
I couidii t go to school. I'd lose all
chance of promotion."
"That's my cas-o exactly " said Tom,
"It's too bad, Tom," called Joe,
keeping well out of breathing distance.
" Hut 1 say, old fellow, you' can study
all tho siimo. you know. You're a
sturdy chap; it won't hinder you. It
would knock 1110 higher than a kite. 1
can't allord to lose any Hash and blood.
I'm imxt door to a skeleton, now."
Tom' rotnembored that. He was glad
then ho had hoisted tho quarantine
Joo wont on shouting: " I'll keep
you posted in tlio lessons, Tom, so you
won't fall behind. I'll stick to you
liko bees-wax. Eh, Tom, is that all
"All right," called Tom.
The quarter boll rang. Joo and Tom
parted lor many a 1U13'. Tom wont out
to his grandfather's farm with his
mother, and Joo went to school.
To tin indilloront observer It would
seem that there was no comparison bo
twoon Tom's luek and Joe's. To have
a grandfather was a good deal, in tho
first place; Joe hadn't any. Ho hadn't
oven a father. Hut to have a grand
father that owned a farm! Hero was
what you might call downright goml'
fortun'e. Tom did enjoy it. His whooping-cough
was of a light variety, and
didn't disturb him much. Hut ho was
all tho while thinking of the boys
fighting away at those exam
ples, and how much easier it
was to puz.lo them out In the class
room than out there in tho haymow.
There is so much to distract a follow.
If tho boys at school made as much fuss
ovor doing a sum as tho hens did about
laying an egg thov'd drive tho teacher
mad. Then the swallows went circling
around the top of tho barn until it
niiido a body's head swim, and that
young rascal of a colt gnawed the
manger and kicked and coaxed to go
afield with Tom, and if over there did
happen to bo a lull in the racket, some
thing iu that hay made a fellow so
sleepy must have been some poppies
dried in that grass. And, worst ol all,
Joo Hrown had turned traitor. Ho had
been as good as his word at first, and
had kept Tom posted right along; but
for more than a month no hadn't sent
him a line. It was so hard to plod
along almost in tho dark. His
father helped him when ho came out
on Saturdays, and Tom didn't give up.
Ho studied on out of spite; but it was
hardor work for a boy with a heart like
Tom's to strive for spite than lovo.
Tom felt that ho might perhaps pass
with tho rest of tho boys, and keep
abreast with Joo Brown'after all, but
thero wasn't much comfort in it.
Ills father took him back to the city
tlio last week in Juno, and on tho night
of his arrival Tom wont out to the
wood-shed to have it out with Joe. He
made up his mind to toll him what ho
thought of him, and never speak to hiin
again; but lie felt very miserable over
it, very miserable indeed.
Hridget was out thero splitting wood,
and called to Tom as ho began to climb.
"You needn't radio up to see tho
boy beyant. He'll climb no more.
He's h'in' in bod these three weeks, and
they say he's wastin' away. That misty
Miobpin'-eough wint bad wid tlio poor
littlo craythur."
" Whooping-cough!" cried Tom.
" Did Joe get it?"
" Av eoorso ho did, wid all tlio rest of
tho gossoons; but it wint wrong wid
poor Joe's windpipe, bad luck to it,
and ruined him mtiroly."
Tom ran out in the streot. Ho felt
so sorry, and so glad so sorry Joo
was sick, and so glad he was true." His
heart leaped up to think ho hail found
his friend again, and then sank because
what Hridget said had given him a
nameless fear. The very first boy Tom
met told him the doctor said ho'didn't
think Joe Hrown would live to go to
school again.
Tom ran in to his father with so pale
a face that it frightened Mr. Jones; but
ho was Tom's confidant as well as hfc
father, and soothed and comforted hirnV
"Come," lie said, taking Tom b3
the hand, "lot's go around aykl seo
Tho3 found him in bed, and as white
as tho wall he was propped against.
He hold out his wasted hand to' Tom.
"You've como back in timo for tho ex
amination," ho said, with a little bit
terness in his smile. "You've got all
tho odds now, Tom; go in and win. I
told you tins thing would cripple me.
I'll never tackle an example again."
Tom grow almost as palo as Joo, and
looked imploringly at Ids father. Hig
tears rolled out (if Mrs. Brown's eyes.
" He's all I have in tlio world,"
whispered tlio poor widow to Mr. Jones.
"Well, please God, madam." said
Mr. Jones, " Joo will bo all right yet.
With your permission we'll get him out
in the country on Tom's grandfather's
farm. What he wants is country air
and rest, and to givo up this wicked
struggle for supremacy. There's a bet
tor victory, my bos. than that with a
a mathematical problem - to do tho best
3ou can, and bid godspeed to the 0110
that can honestly do hotter. Thero aro
somo thingi far hotter than a class pro
motion, and you'll find them out there
1 011 1110 larm; neami, contentment "
" And tlio jolliest colt you over saw,
Joo," broke in Tom, "and no end to
dogs and pigeons."
Joe began to look so much brighter
and better. ' Wait till you go back
and pass the examination, Tom." he
said. "I've boon awfully mean and
envious of 3011: but I'd take as much
pride in it now as you would."
"Wait till you re able to go with
me," said Tom. " Fvo been mean and
envious, too; but we'll begin all over
again, Joe, ingrandpop's barn."
So the bovs went back to tlio country
together, and Tom lost his promotion;
but when .loo was able to first set his
foot in Tom's grandfather's barn, and
seo that colt, Tom wa one of tho hap
piest fellows in tho world. Mrs. Frank
McCarthy, in Harper's Young People.
A curious railway has been built to
carry passengers from Brienz, in Swit
zerland, to tho top of tlio plateau from
winch tho cascade of Glessbach falls in
to tho lake. Tlio road forms a steep
inclino, on which two wagons ply, at
tached to ;tu endless cubic of stool. No
engine or other machinery is used to
dnvo tho cable, but in phico of this a
large tank is attached to each wii"on
which is alternately tilled with water at
tho upper station and emptied when the
force of gravitation has brought it to tlio
bottom of the slope: tlio same force
which carries down tho full ono sorvin-r
also to pull up the other. To save tho
expense of a double track an automatic
turnout is put in tho middle of the road,
tlio remainder of tlio line beiu- used al
ternately bv both cars, and'as these
cannot shift thoir relative positious on
tho rope, tiioro is no danger of their
coining into collision.
Unless a lady duos somo decorative
art work now-a-days, sho is behind tho
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