HERE and THERE.
If yon weroliere, or I wen llnre,
Then would I llndthencnsnu fair.
How blissfully tho day would ris.
How blus would lKtli8unimerskieii;
And all tho world u imllo would wor.
What pleasant thine wo two would share,
By what green path we two would fare,
How tweet would leenchdiiy'sururi
II you wcro here!
But now my Joy In otherwhere
Each day' burden that I bear
And Pleasure mocks ut me and file,
And I'll I u stands by my side nnd sighs;
And yet I know skies would bo (air
It you wero herel
The Independent.
THE BANDIT CHIEF.
In the littlo town ofCliiotl, on tho
Astern coast of Italy, dwelt Carlos
Bandottini and Ills wife and daughter
Bianca. Bianca was a handsome, high..
piritel girl, tho favorlto of all tho vil
lage. Especially was sho helovcd hy
Antonio Ilrindisi and Stephano Fos
can', tho two hnndsomest youths in nil
tho town. At tho timomystoryopena
Bianco, had declnred her prcferencofor
Antonio, and they wcro publicly be
trothed. Stephano was of a fierce,
Jealous disposition, and, thn ttening
vengeanco, he suddenly left thrt village.
All endoavors to discovor his whero
abouts proved of no avail; but that
ho had not gono far was evident from
his occasionally appearing at home,
where his mother dwelt ulono, with
many comforts for her, for with nil hid
faults ho hud been a dutiful son. Bi
anca troubled herself very littlo about
his placo of retirement, and did not al
low his tlueats to alarm lior.
One day soma days after tho disap
pearance of Stephano, as Bianco, was
walking in tho garden, sho was star
tled bya rustling among tho vines, and
upon turning to tho spot sho saw Ste
phano standing beforo her. Sho Haiti t
d him very coldly and haughtily, and
turned to enter tho cottngo when Sto
phano sprang beforo her and prevent
ed her from moving.
"Bianca, I have como to make you
eno moro appeal to givo you ono
moro chnnco to avert the misfortunes
Which Bhall surely overwhelm you, if
?'ou continuo to resist all my entreat
es." "Go, you are tiresome," camly and
coldly spoke Bianca.
"Bianca, hear mo! Ilovo youfar bet
ter than the coward to "
"You only aro thecownrd, trying to
win a wife by threats," angrily retort
ed Bianca.
"Bowarel I toll you I lovo you, and
you only spurn me. I havo pleaded
r tough. Know, then, proud girl, that
have joined tho bandits, nnd your fa
ther's property shall bo destroyed,
himself taken captive, and only your
consent to become my wife shall freo
him from a lingering, painful death.
What do you say now, Bianca?" ho
aid mockingly.
'Nothing; I will novor marry you; I
will die sooner," and, mnintaimngtho
tamo calm, cold exterior, though hor
eart throbbed wildly, Dinnca brushed
hastily past her tormentornnd enter
ed tho cottage, and, upon ontering hor
chamber sho throw herself upon her
kneos beforo tho crucifix, praying with
whito and trembling lips tho Virgin
fliury to savo uur lamuy irom (no im
pending trouble, Kising, sho, by a
Violent effort, controlled her feelings
and returned tothusittingroom whero
her mother sot spinning.
All tho rest of tho day a shadow
hung over Bianca; overy noise inado
her start painfully, and when the hour
for hor father's return homo como and
passed, and still he lingered, she
snatched up her hat and set out to
meet him across tho Holds. Sho had
not gono far whon sho mot a body of
Seasants bearing a litter. Antonio
rindisi was in front, and immediate
ly upon seeing Bianca, ho sprang for
ward, and seizing her hanif, endeav
ored tenderly to lend her bnck: but
Bianca resisted steadily, and sudden
ly, by a little impetuous motion, drow
her hand from Antonio, nnd stepping
to tho sido of tho litttr, she raised tho
cloth which covered the body, and
jaw the features ol hor father. Ono
dreadful shriek, and sho Bank
senseless in her lover's arms.
Slowly sho recovered, and tho peas
ants boro their snd load into thoVittlo
cottage. Bianca's father had fallen
from a high rock, struck upon his
head, and died instantly without a
froan. So said tho kind peasants;
ut upon going to her room Bianca
Saw a lolded pnper upon tho window
sill, which she opened nnd read as fol
lows: '"A push for Bianca,' Isaid.andtho
old man fell headlong over the rocks.
Do you not falter now?"
A week later and Bianca again felt
the vengeance of her tormentor, for
Antonip Brindisi, her betrothed was
sussing;, and no clew could be obtained
as to his placo of confinement, although
every search was made. Another note
lay upon the window sill in Bianca's
little room.
'Two gone, dear to Bianca's heart.
"Will sho repent?"
This note wna shown to nil in the
tillage together with the other, but so
close did the robbers keep themselves
that, though search was continued
ight and day, no trace of their hiding
$lace could be discovered. Bianca for
a time seemed Drostrated by her
trouble, but lier youtn and health en
abled her to recover and a few months
After the death of her father she and
hor mother left the village and went to
Home, where, through the influence of
her friends, she was enubled to study
and become an actress, nnd in a short
time, a yery successful one.
At tho end of four years, when she
was about 23, sho was seized with a
longing to return to her native village,
And sho did so. When Bianca arrived
at Chioti she found there had been es
tablished a small theatre, at which
she agreed to act tot a few nights.
Tho villagers were in ectasia. Tho
day betoro her intended appearance,
to her Infinite horror, Stephano.Krown
older and moro wicked looking, lntru
ed himself upon her. Bianca was
alono in tho house, and her heart sank
within hor when he began to plead his
suit.
"You have com jack to tho villago
a lonely, sad woman, and may, per
haps, be willing to look with moro fa
vor upon tho suit of ono who has worn
your linngo in his heart for longyears.
I am powerful and rich. What will be
your answer now, when I again ask
you to bo mine?"
"Jly answer," said Bianca, slowly,
"is that I dcsplso you, and it is with
greater loathing and hnte than ever
that I look upon you. You are pow
erless now to do mo any moro harm."
"Pair lady," said Stephano, with a
Biieor, "I am not as powerless as you
think, for I can again make your
proud hoart qui vcr.and perhaps falter.
Xjisieu. Antonio nnuuisiis nui. uuou,
as you havo supposed him to be, but
ho is imprisoned in a cave, which I
alono can enter and though kept
from starving, he Is ill-treated and
hard-worked. Say that you will bo
mine, and ho shall bo not free, and Riv
en gold enough to last him his whole
life."
Villiiant robberl" exclaimed Bianctt.
"Lifo and freedom to Antonio, pur
chased at such a price, would bo only
curses, not boons. Ho can only die,
and I will only follow him. No, 1 will
livo to bring your head to its proper
place tho ulock. Bowarel for no
matter how closo you keep yourself,
my eyes shall find out your hiding
placo and my roico shall seal your
just doom."
With it low, mocking laugh Stepha
no sprang from tho room, nnd Bianca
sank almost noiseless upon tho floor.
Tho eventful evening arrived, and
the theater was crowded to overflow
ing; many wero anxious to see their
playmato and friend in her new life,
nnd all eaaer to see tho popular Ban
dettini. Tho play was far below any
of Bianca's accustomed piece., be
ing a siniplo comedy suited to
tho capacity of tho actors. Tho
first scene was Hcorrely of any
noto, being merelv an interview bo
tween Bianca and her lover. In scene
second tho hcroino is proceeding to
tho church to bo married, accom
panied by the girls of tho villago as a
train of honor, when thoy wero sur
prised and seized by a band of robbers,
tho chief of whom is enamored of the
young peasantgirl.
Tho curtain rose, and Bianca in
bridal dress, followed by about a doz
en young girls in holiday attire, en
tered at tho bnck of tho stage, Hinging
tho bridal chant. Suddenly a shriek
is hoard, and tho bandits rush upon
thorn. Tho brido rushed wildly acrobs
tho stage, palo and shrieking tho
bandit chief seizes her nndsheswoons.
Tho applausowas tremendous, so well
had Bianca acted her part, and, many
silly girls drew closer to each other
and whispered "Only think, if it was
true!"
A momont, and tho brido slowly
opens her eyes nnd partly raises her
self, and tho house comes down in an
other round of applause. Slowly rais
ing horsclf nnd looking wildly around,
sho makes a sudden bound forward
and reaches thefootlights, where, sink
ing on hor knees andstrotchingouther
hands to the audience, sho exclaims in
low, thrilling tones:
"Dear friends, this is no acting; tho
bandits aro upon tisl Look around
thoy are in your very midst!"
Tho people turn, and behold! every
door nnd window is guarded by a
couplo of forocious-looking follows,
armed to tho tfothl Blank horror
filled the minds of tho siniplo villagers,
who always held the robbers in abject
fear. And now tho horrible strange
ness oi the situation keeps them sit
ting motionless with pale lips and
checks.
As Bianca gave tho people thodread
ful information, Stephano, tho leader
of tho band, canio forward from tho
bnck of tho stage, and seizing Bianca
rudely by tho shoulder, dragged her
upon hor feet, exclaiming:
"By jovel you challgo onl Myself
nnd companions aro interested in tho
play and business, whether you play
to real or false robbers. Go onl"
With a proud gesture Bianca shook
off tho robber's hand and resumed her
part, which was a pleading for the re
lease of herself and companions. The
spectators sat In dumb.helpless silence,
watching with fascinated eyes tho pro
gress of the play, now rendered too
real by tho presence) of the bandits.
Clear, calm and thrilling rose
Binnea's voice, as sho pleaded to
havo her companions, if not herself,
spared. Not the most eager, atten
tive listcnoi, could perceive "the slight
est faltering of voice or eye. While
sho was still pleading, tho bridegroom
and his tram canio to tho rescue, ana,
ranging themselves in order, present
ing arms, they fired and twelve rob
bers fell dead. With an oath and
shout of dismay, Stephano sprang
forward, but quick as thought Bianca
seized a cnrbiuo belonging to a dead
robber, and, retreating to tho back of
thfistnee. exclaimed.
"Blank cartridges tor stage robbers,
bullets for real onesl Advnnco ono
stop, Stephano, and,I.firo."
Then turning to the people, she call
ed upon them to help seize the robber;
and no was soon bound, for the peo
ple needed only some earless voice to
urouso them Irom their stupor and
mnko them act.
Stephano was tried and convicted,
aud his head chopped off; but not be
fore he had disclosed tho placo of An
tonio's confinement and t he place for
the bandit's rendezvous, which was In
a largo cave but a short distanco irom
tho village, tho exUtenro of which was
never suspected, and vhich was found
filled with booty.
Antonio was released, and with un
diminished affection was received by
uiancn, ana duc a lew uoys eiopseu
beforo their nuptinls were celebrated
with great rejoicing
The little villuge of Chioti still is in
existence, though it has increased in
size and population, and changed
many of its customs, nnd still the
names of Bianca Bundettini and the
Bandit Chief are unforgoMen.
Ohio has n law prohibiting the sale ol
cigarettes or tobacco to boya under six
teen years ol age.
Finding His Cloves.
The minor miseries and tho trifling
vexations of lifo are the "littlo foxes"
that destroy our happiness. Tho
greater trials, tho keener nnd moro
genuino troubles, often tench lessons
that makes ub better. There aro men
who can bear with great fortitude
losses in business, nnd tho failure of
cherished plans, who will storm and
fumo nnd mnko ovoryono about them
unhappy if their dinners are served
lato at homo or they do not happen
to find their hats tho moment thoy
want them. Tho distress caused In
this world by missing shirt-buttons
cannot bo estimated.
Scones liko tho following nronot now
to many households in which there is
a spirit of unrest and unhappiness
that only infinito patienco ana for
bearance can endure unmoved.
"Whero'ro my gloves?" asks Mr.
Bilson, as ho is putting on his over
coat beforo leaving the house. "I
must hurry right oil."
"Whero did you put them?" asks
his wife.
"On tho hall-table, where I always
put them."
"Then they must bo there now."
"No, they're not!"
"I don't see who could hnvo touched
them."
"I don't either, but jtkoy're gflftel
It's the strangest thing that I cant "
"Children, jump up and help find
papa's gloves," says Mrs. Bilson.
The dinner table u dosorted, and a
hurried, flurried search is begun by
tho entire household.
"You'ro suer you put them on the
hall-tablo?" asks the mother.
"I know I did; but I don't supposo
I'll over seo them again. I'vo no idea
I shall."
"It is foolish to talk so," says Mrs.
B. "Wo'll find thoni in somo place.
Thoy couldn't havo gone off by thorn
solves. Maybo you dropped them in
your hat; you sometimes do."
"Well, 1 didn't this time; I laid
thorn right thore on that tablo. But
let them go, let them go. I can stop
down town and pay two dollars for
another pair to havo lost or thrown
in the fire or ash-barrel. Help me on
with my overcoat."
Mrs. B. helps her husband to put
on his overcoat, nnd as sho does so
cries out, "Why, Henry, hero aro
your gloves sticking out of your over
coat pocket just whoro you must havo
put them!"
But ho goes away with a cloudy
face, lacking the pntlenco and philos
ophy modt I us need at times.
I've Been Thinking.
Bays C. II. Yatman in Records of
Christian Works:
1. That an ounco of scripturnl
knowledgo used is worth a ton unus
ed. 2. That a good many know tho Bi
ble that don't know God.
3. That a fair mixture of faith and
common senso makes a mighty good
Christian worker.
4. That a good many prayers, if
answered, would make a heap of lazy
Christians.
5. That lots of preachers have
good guns, but arc awful poor at aim
ing. 0. That heaps of cannon balls are
fired from pulpits, when grape-shot
would do more good in getting gamo.
7. That poor listeners areas guilty
as poor preachers.
8. That lots of stmgy men go to
church.
0. That wo ought to havo n school
for educating sextons.
10. That architects should plan
fresh-air tubeB to bo worked by tho
foot from the pulpit.
11. That it would bo well to lock
tho church doors when the service be
gins. 12. That scores of talkers nowa
days don't know when to quit,
13. That a few good, plain, whole
somo sermons on plain dress would fit
both sexes at this time.
14. That lots ot Christians ought
to bo told their faults in private.
15. That it is mighty certain many
professors have a good deal of religion
nnd no Christ, and aro lost.
10. That every big-gun preacher
ought to have ono or two little
preachers about him learning how.
17. That theological professors
need hearts just as big as their heads
and iust as full.
18. That Christ, if here, would hard
ly rent a pew in a church.
19. That wo all had best examine
ourselves to seo if wo are what we
ought to be.
Diphtheria and Its Causes.
Probably no disease is moro justly
dreaded than diphtheria, and I un
hesitatingly declare that many deaths
might have been avoided if the na
ture ol tfie apparently mild 6ore
throat, which perhaps recovered un
der tho use of domestic remedies, had
been understood. Every case of sore
throat should be an object oX suspi
cion as a possible source of diphther
itic infection. Dr. Jacobi, of New
York, a very high authority, says
there is as much diptheria out of bed
i as in bed, nonrly as much out ot doors
as indoors, and cities several in
stances in which fatal diphtheria was
traced to walking cases of the disease.
Many germs possess great vitality
I and when once they have gained ac
cess to a house or any of its contents
resist destruction most persistently.
most
They may bo destroyed in various
Wftys. Bichloride of mercury in so
lutions of ono part 2,000 to 0,000 is
is efficient; carbolic acid, one to twen
ty to fifty, and heat, especially in the
form of hot steam, are useful. Fumes
of sulphur are also good in closed
rooms, but nothing enn take tne
mIaaa -f nl.iitulUwiaa ntwl ntn f thflllllftaa
against tho introduction of disease
germs. Francis P. Whittlesey, M. JJ.,
in Good Housekeeping.
AROMANCEJF THE WAR,
Washington correspondence ot the Globo
Democrnt. This morning I sit down to tell tho
readers of ono of the strango romances
of tho war, culminated this very week.
On Friday iBtcpped into the great
pension bureau, and as soon as the
commissioner, General John C. Black,
had shaken himself loose from a score
of visitors I asked him if there was
anything new.
"There is always something new
here," ho said. "The granting of a
pension in not only news, but most
important news to somebody, and
tho recipient often expresses himself
in terms ot pathetic gratitude which
indicate that it is nlmost a now birth
to him."
"Let me see," he added after a min
ute, touching nn electric key upon his
tablo that I suppose tingled an inaudi
ble bell in somo remote portion of tho
mammoth establishment, "yesterday
there developed a narrative that
seems to cover ono of tho hitherto so
cret tragedies of tho rebellion. It is a
story worth telling."
"Captain," ho resumed, when a tall
chief of division appeared with an
armless sleeve, "plenso to tell this
gentleman about Hugh Thompson."
I followed the tall man into tho tre
mendous court of the building,around
the long corridors, to a distant room,
and there he produced a pile of docu
ments which I studied with great in
terest during tho next two hours.
Indeed, it was one of tho unwritten
romances of tho war, a romance over
laid with a tragedy, as General Black
had intimated.
Let mo see if I can tell the story as
it c inio to me:
Beroro tho war thero lived in the
rural town of Van Wert, Van Wert
county, Ohio, a young fellow in his
teens named Hugh Thompson. Ho
was as bright as tho average bov. a
smart worker, and popular with all
the girls of his neighborhood.
In tho spring ot 1801, when the
echoes of Edmund Ilullin's gun fired
on Sumter went rolling down the
Mnumeo valley, Hugh at nineteen
years of age, was swept into tho tide
and borno of! to the war for tho Un
ion. Fortune cast him into Company
H, 15th Ohio volunteers.
Hugh rather liked soldiering. The
excitement exhilarated him. He
showed considerable dexterity in the
manual of arms considerable alacrity
in tho drill.. At the end of three
months he re-enlisted for three years,
and started on that crusade which
involved tho serious battles in Ken
tucky and Tennessee over tho border
into the Gulf states.
Ho wtote homo to his mother and
told her ho was well and not afraid,
and ho would como homo "in a little
while." lie even wrote to a pretty
littlo cttusin and told her the harmless
gossip of tho regiment.
Then come the tough battlo of Chat
tanooga on September 10, in which
the Fifteenth Ohio lost almost a
hundred men. Early in the day
Hugh was hit by a bullet in
tho bend, which "made him spin
round as if he we dizzy;" but
ho refused to go to tho rear, and when
tho order came to charge tho enemy's
works ho seized his musket and fell in
with tho rest. The regiment was met
with a hot liro and a solid wall of sol
diers in gray, and was compelled to
fall back leaving a dozen or moro
stretched on tho field. Among these
was Hugh Thompson, with a shell
wound in his thigh and a bayonet
jab in his cheek.
He was no more. Ho was dropped
from tho rolls as dead. At home his
family mourned for this martyr, and
the villaio Damon preached a sermon
with "a moral" to it, tho moral of
patriotic fidelity, and the father la
mented him aloud and cried: "Hugh
was my boy, aud ho was shot at the
battlo of Chattanooga!"
In Whltelaw Reid's "Ohio is tho
War," Voluinn II, I find this story:
"Ilujh Thompson, wounded nnd
missing at tho battlo ot Chattanooga.
No further record found."
A commonplace story, you will say,
and this seems to be tho end of Hugh
Thompson.
For year followed year in the old
homein the Maumeo valley, and Hugh
became a shadowy memory. His
mother grew old and died. His favor
ite Bister died. His brothers died.
At their graves tho old man bowed his
head and feebly wept and said: "Hugh
was my boy, and he was Bhot at the
battle of Chattanooga."
A whole generation passed away
and another generation came. Van
Wert grew to be a city. Hugh's father
got to be an old man and waited
for the reaper.
Then a curious thing happened.
In the fall oil 887 a half-witted f el-
.low attracted the attention of a post
of the Grand Army of tho Republic in
Leavenworth, Kan. He was in middle
life, and snid he was a soldier, and al
though ho couldn't exactly remember,
he thought he was enlisted in some
Ohio regiment. What company he be
longed to, who his commanders and
comrades were, whero he was born,
what battles he was engaged in all
these important facts ho had forgot
ten. But he remembered the manual
ol arms and evidently knew something
of a soldier's duty. His name was
Henry Thompson, he said.
The veterans listened to him. The
first he remembered ol himself, he de
clared, was in tho fall of 1872, and
when consciousness suddenly came to
him he was walking along a country
road in Illinois with a gripsack in his
hand. "It seemed as if I had just
waked up," he says, "for I could not
remember anything that ever hap
pened to me beforo that." He was
hungry nnd went into a house to get
something to eat. He probably acted
queerly for the folks thought him cra
zy and hurried him along.
Jn spite Ol nis lapse oi memory uhu
his mental aberration he managed to
get a Hvinz,for he was industrious aud
willing and he had no expensive habits
and people hired him to do small jobs
requiring littlo skill or training. For
years ho worked around by tho day.
In lSl't he married a young woman
in a corresponding position in life, but
in five months sho died.
Ho resumed his wandering from
placo to pluce, and In Iowa, about
1878, he married a second time n
woman with perhaps more senso than
he had retained, for, after a few
months' experience of wedded bliss,
she resolved to better her forlorn con
dition if she could. In the terse and
epigrammatic language of her hus
band, "she called mo a darned old
fool and lit out." He waited a few
years for her to como back nnd then
got a divorce.
Hearing the cnll of tho untamed
prairies ho drifted to Kansas, and
there floated from woodpile to wood
pile, from plowtail to plowtail, up and
down the state. Finally ha found an
other woman who was willing to mar
ry him, nnd ho entered a quarter sec
tion at the land office, bought a prairie
schooner nnd a lamo horse on credit,
and established a connubial felicity
in tho wagon among the gopher hills.
Wflllo sleeping in the wagon ono night
a terriblo thunder-storm canio up
tho worst ho had over known and
ball after ball of lightning rolled m
his eyes, and his head ached so that
he thought "it would split open." It
nlmost paralyzed him; but next day,
when ho ventured to crawl out he.
found, he says, that his head had
cleared up a littlo, and now he remem
bered for the first time that he had
been a soldier in some Ohio regiment.
Ho did not yet recall most of the
circumstances of his lifo mentioned
above; they were found out by tho
subsequent investigation of his friends.
For it is a well known fact that a
man may marry repeatedly without
being entirely possessed of hfs facul t ies,
or indeed having any sense at all. It
was lost summer, I believe that the
Grand Army men of Kansas pot to
gethor scraps of his recollections
nnd published them in an article in an
obscure country newspaper under
the head:
"Lost llenry Thompson."
Then another strange thing happen
ed.
A Van Wert man sat down by the
window one morning while his wife
fussed around to fry some pork and
potatoes for breakfast. To occupy
his time whilo he was waiting for
that important event he picked
up a fragment of newspaper on
tho floor tho bit remaining after he
had kindled tho firo with tho prin
cipal part. Afterwards alter trying
to account for the presence of that
newspaper, he concluded that it must
have como in around a pair of cob
bled shoes. In that fragment he read:
"Lost Henry Thompson," and how
he dreamed he had boen n member of
Borne Ohio regiment. After breakfast
he drove over to Thompson's.
"Say, Mr. Thompson, what became
of your boy Hugh?"
"Hugh, Hugh," said tho old man,
"why, my, boy Hugh was shot ut
Chattanooga."
They compared notes. The old
man's hope was laid in the boy's
grave, but it feebly came to life.
"it is possible, " ho admitted. A
correspondence was opened with the
Grand Army ot tho Republic in Kan
sas, which resulted in the lost soldier
being sent on to Van Wert, 0.
In vain. He did not know the town.
He did not remember over having seen
it before. He did not recognize his
surviving comrades ot Company H,
nor thoy him, for a quarter of a cen
tury had passed. His father had gone
blind.
Bug there were two or three impor
tant clews. He had kept a tattered
testament and did not know how he
came by it. It contained nn extra
fly leaf, bearing some patriotic dogger
el in a faded female hand. There Was
no name and nobody remembe -I it.
But tho orderly sergeant of h..i com
pany was still living, and ho said: "I
was with Hugh Thompson when ho
was struck in the head with a bullet
glancing downward from a limb. lex"
amined tho wound and that ono he
afterward got froi.i a bayonet in the
jaw and a shell wound in the hip be
fore ho was left on the field." Wounds
wore found to correspond.
"And." said another solid citizen,
"if this is Hugh he has a scar on tho
right ankle, made by the accidental
clip ofn broadax when wo wero build
ing a barn." Tho doctor who dressed
it was summoned, and declared that
it was tho samo as nearly as ho could
judge.
Tho sergeant took him in a buggy
and earned him about the vicinity,
and the first thing he recalled was an
old log cabin which ho UBed to visit
when ho was a boy. He also describ
ed the interior ot the family barn be
fore seeing it, and picked out some rel
atives from photographs. At lust a
cousin of his came homo and identified
the testament which she had given to
him before the war and the verses sho
had sent to him in a letter. Inside of
the testament was also found a tin
type of him that must have been
taken some fifteen years ago.
An investigation was started to
trace him back through his wander
ings, it possible, ana to complete tne
identification.
When I had acquainted myself with
the wonderful story I returned to
Gen. Black and asked him what next.
"Next," he said, the papers will be
sent to the adjutant general of the
United States to enable him to decide
upon the propriety of mustering Hugh
Thompson out ot the army. His
father long ago applied for a pension
on account of Hugh's being killed in
the service; now the young man who
has returned, or at any rate, gone to
Van Wert, has applied tor a
pension
int?. or
to Hugh's name and assert-
his friends for him, Hugh's
identitv. He cannot have a pension
till he is mustered out. Then we will
see.
The House committee on Indian affairs
has decided to otter an amendment to the
Indian appropriation bill appropriating
$130,000 for Indian schools in Alaska.
Secretary Fnirchitd haB issued an an
nouncement that ho will receive proposals
for the sale ot United States bonds to the
government until further notice.
A Muscular Prcnchcrv
From the Altnona Tribune.
Tho lato Rev. Cambridge Graham
was noted not only for tho excellency
of his Christian character, kindness
of heart and forbearance of spirit, but
for his great physical strength. This
latter characteristic was never brought
out in his ministry except when no
other remedy was left him in dealing
with disturbors of religious meetings
which he was conducting. It is noth
ing to tho disparagement of his mem
ory, either as a true Christian gentle
man or a minister, that the anecdotes
told of his physical powers should now
appear in print.
In his early ministry ho was sent
to Hancock .circuit, in tho Balti
more conference. There was at ono
of his appointments a family (father
and sons) who were noted as 1 llles,
as disturbers of Methodist meetings.
Whilo Mr. Graham was holding 'meet
ing on ono occasion there, two of tho
man's sons began their usual series of
interruption. No rebuke had any ef
fect upon them nnd finally thepreach
er ejected them from the house. They
went homo and told their father of
tho treatment they had received at
the hands of the new Methodist preach
er. The old man was terribly indig
nant at Mr. Grnhnm and vowed to
chastise him tho next morning. Bright
and early, gun in hand ho appeared
at the farm houoo whero tho preacher
was stopping. Mr. Graham was out
on tho proch performing his morning
ablution (the man of the house being
over in an adjoining field), when ho
was saluted by tho irate father:
"You aro tho new Methodist preach
er?" "Yes, sir," replied Mr. Graham.
Ho then narrated what ho had dono
to his sons the previous evening,
winding up with the deceleration that
"he had como over to whip him."
"Whip me;" said tho preacher, in a
tono of surprise.
"Well," said the preacher, "wait
until I get through washing."
In the meaiitiino tho old man had
set down his gun, and prepared for
tho struggle. Mr. Gruham approach-
eu nun in tl Kindliest manner, re
peating, "Oh. you don't want to whip
me," and with a manner that prac
tically disarmed his antagonist. Draw
ing closo up to him he placed his hand
on each of the old gent's arms. It
was like tho grip of a vise.
"So you want to whip me," as his
grip tightoned, and ho began to sway
the old man back and forth. He was
liko nn intant in the preacher's grasp
and writhed in mortal agony as tho
grip tightened on his flesh and tho
shaking becamo more vigorous to the
chorus: "So you want to whip mel
Why, I'll shako you to shavings!
The fight was all taken out of tho
man and ho begged to bo released,
promising for himself nnd sons that
there should be no further molesta
tion of Methodist meetings in that
neighborhood. Tho preacher accept
ed his promise and released him and
gave him somo kind and good advice.
Tho old man, thoroughly crest-fallen
passed tho man ol tho houso, who was
out in the field trembling for tho safety
of tho preacher, and saluted him with
tho remark: "I believe tnat preacner
would fight." There was peaco at
that preaching place thereafter.
During his ministration on a Perry
county circuit lio was annoyed by a
"bully" at a cauip-niecting which he
was holding. Tho fellow, confident of
his physical prowess, thought he could
run the meeting pretty much as he
wished, all unconscious that m the
preacher ho had a foeman worthy of his
steel. He persisted in crowding him
self offensively into the altar among
the mourners nnd worshipers. Mr.
Graham kindly remonstrated with
him until forbearance ceased to be a
virtue. Then in the twinkling of an
eye ho seized tho rowdy by the cuff of
the neck and the nethermost garment,
and the next instant ho was lifted in
tho air and sent flying out over the
railing, a sadder if not wiser man at
least he was when tho court got
through with him. There was no dis
turbing of any religious meeting after
that held by Mr. Graham. One ex
hibition of his physical strength was
a salutary lesson to all who made it
a practice to hinder and annoy other
peoplo in their religious devotions.
A utributioii From Mr. A.
Pot.
There is a littlo private poker club
in Chicago whoso members meet at
each other's homes and play a modest
game, windingupwitha jackpot which
is "liberally sweetened" until it is of
good proportions. On a recent Satur
day evening tho final jackpot grew
until it contained $128, and beforo
tho betting it was decided that tht
winner should put it on the contribu
tion plato at church next morning.
It was won by a regular church goer
and rather liberal giver, who, fearing
such a contribution would provoke
comment, asked leave of the party to
make it up in a package and hand it to
the sexton. This was agreed to on con
dition that it was to be labelled "From
a.j. pot." Thiswttsdone. TheBexton
took it immediately to the pastor,
who was so highly pleased that ho
announced from the pulpit that "ft
munificent friend of the church a Mr.
A. J. Pot whom it was not his
pleasure to know personally, he was
very sorry to say, had that morning
sent in a most generous donation of
$128 to the church fund. Chicago
Mail.
A young mother
living in Detroit
little daughter
has one charming
nnmftA T,:iw w,n is ve.rv fond of nlav-
. .... ,,' ,,, ,,, aUa
came home covered with mud. "Oh,
oh!" said her mother severely, "can it
be possible that this is my good little
girl, my sweet, pure Lily of the Val
ley?" "No, mamma," answered the
tho little girl sorrowfully. "I guess I'm
your bad, naughty Lily of the alley
now."
Advice is like medicine. You can
never tell whether it will do you any
good until after you have taken it.
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