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About The Columbus journal. (Columbus, Neb.) 1874-1911 | View Entire Issue (March 20, 1889)
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And, starting oot to prowl air, Yoa bet he made Bosse bowl, air, UstU be flllrd Lis date; With a mair- "' -"T And a clastic naidea pretty He parted ap the dty. - Aad JbBceaae paid taenwgaij THE CHINA FAIRY. Tom Johnson was fi ve-and-twentv and clerk in the city. He was married to the dearest little woman in the world, aad they lived in three room in a nice respectable street near Camden Town. Bose, Tom's wife, was a perfect little household fairy. Tom could only give her thirty shillings a week out of his salary, but she did wonders with it The little sitting room was always bright and cozy and clean, and there was always something nice for Tom's tea when he came home fagged oat with the work and worry of the office. Of course they were obliged to be very economical and to deny themselves many things they would have liked, but, one treat they al ways allowed themselves every week, and that was a visit to a place of amuse ment. Tom and Bose were both very fond of the theatre, and by waiting till a play had had a good run and by getting to the doors early they generally man aged to get a good place in the pit. Being so fond of the theatre, Tom and Bose naturally took a great deal of inter est in the theatrical items of news and gossip, without which, nowadays, a newspaper is not considered to be fully adapted to there quirements of the pub lic. Poor little Rose used to give a sigh of envy sometimes when Tom read out to her the paragraphs about the enormous incomes which dramatic authors were matrincr "Oh. Tom" she would SBV. "fancy raving hundreds of pounds a. week like that, just tor wnang a piayi fancy if you had been able to do itr "It would be fine, wouldn't itT Tom would reply, and then they would begin fancying what they would have done with the money. They would have had a beautiful house and a carriage and a pair for Bose; and when she went to the theatre on tbo first night to see her hus band come on the stage and bow amid the tremendous applause of a crowded house, she would have worn the loveliest dresses, and her diamonds would have been the envy of all the ladies. "Oh, how beautiful it would be, Tom," the young wife cried one day. as they conjured up visions of splendor together; "no getting up aifialf past 7 in the morn ing for you, dear; no turning out in all winds and weathers; you would be able have your breakfast nice and comfortably with me, and take plenty of time over it; and you would stop at home and work in your study, and I could bring my sew ing and sitwith you, and when you'd finished we should be able to have din ner together, and go outeveay evening to some place of amusement, Oh, Tom, dear, couldn't you write a play? Tom shook his head. 'Tm afraid not, Bose,' ho said. "There's a peculiar knack about it, I expect" "I suppose it is very difficult," sighed Bose. "You may be sire it is, my dear," an swered Tom, "or there would be a great many more peoplo doing it, and the au thors wouldn't be getting such prices for their work as we read about in the news papers.'' One Saturday Tom and Bose went to the morning performance of a play that had been acted 200 times straight off in London, and the author of which was re ported already to have realized 10,000 by it On their way home they passed an old curiosity shop and stopped to look in at the window. Among the odds and ends there was a pretty little china fairy, to which Bose took a great fancy. -Oh, Tom, dear," she cried, "look at that little china figure. Isn't it pretty? That is just the sort of thing I should like on my mantel shelf. I should never be tired of looking at it Do go in and see how much it is." Tom went in and asked the price, and returned with the information that it 1 10 shillings. Oh. dear," said Bose, "that's much i than we can afford. Come along, Tom." But though Boso said "Come along," she didn't move. She stood looking lov ingly at the little china fairy. All at once she gave a start. "Oh, TomP she exclaimed; "look at that fairy's lips; they'n znoving." "What nonsenser said Tom, laugh ing; "you've been staring at it; it's an optical illusion." "Tom, would it be very wicked if we bought it? Td save money out of my housekeeping." "Well, it's a lot of money, but I dare say it won't ruin us. I see you want it dear, and you shall have It" And before Bose could stop him Tom had stepped into the shop, and presently he came out with the little china fairy earsfully wrapped up in paper. Bose pot it in her muff it was quite a little Hairyand they bore it off home in tri- It looked so lovelv on the mantel shelf Born couldn't take her eyes off it, but kept going up to it all evening and say ing, "Oh, you little dear P and she would have It that the fairy's eyeaerelookmg at her. Tom laughed, bat he confessed that it really was a very lifelike little figure. The face was quite real, and the wonder fsl thing about it was that its aiprfsainw sscsoed to change. Being Saturdaynighttho young coupls stop rather late. Tom smoked his pips while Bose read to him, and Ihej wsts so comfortable and so happy the they never noticed the time till Torn hap pened to look at hk watch; and tbenjhe cried out, "Good gracious, Boss, it's one minute to 12r Thi iTi il iTimTmmiI alialisil imrhnfl the end of the chapter lis tha bedroom Is, and then Tom turnea the gas As he did so the big clock down- Jaat as the last stroke died away a Ton i was so startled that she dropped which fall en the boot and TOmaa- wfiXXeaVl ettOwawSml WaVaB mml ad there, with a halo of her head, stood the little f ! iilliiiiasatrlsanir it hbv wts nail - oar aaas rand fied aaWllag I " ! " W& tetik, aad Hi swill" - "" "Don befriglitenedrsafeitnerarry, as Boss clutched Tom and wondered whether she oughfrto falntornot; "don be frightened, I am a good fairy. Iwas turned to china by a wicked enchantress, but every night at 13 o'clock I recover the power of speech, which lasts until dawn. I was very unhappy in the old curiosity shop, where I was taken by the person who found me in a forest and thought I was an ornament There was no one there at midnight for me to talk to except a lot of Chinese idols and brass figures and creatures of that sort, and they didn understand me. Iwas very pleased when you brought me to your nice, happy home, and you can't think how Tve been longing forl2o'clock to be able to thank you." "I'm sure we're very pleased," stam mered Bose, "but of course it's very odd. I don like to ask you, but er would you like anything to eat?" The fairy laughed a- silvery laugh. "Oh, no," she said, "fairies are never hungry. Besides, I want you to be kind enough to open the window for me and let me fly away. If I can get back to fairyland before dawn, I may find my protectress, who will take away the spell that has been put upon me." "Oh, certainly," said Tom, with pleas ure;' and he was proceeding to open the window when he recollected the fairy had cost him 10 shillings, and that the transaction would be a dead loss to him. The fairy evidently guessed what was ussninfr in Tom's mind, for she flew gracefully off the mantelpiece and came : and stood on the table beside mm. "I will not be ungrateful," she said; "as a reward for your kindness I can grant you one wish, whatever it is." "OhTomr exclaimed Bose, who had gradually shaken off her nervousness. "Wish to be a dramatic author." Tom was always an obedient husband (that was why he was so happy), and eo hesaidatonce, "I wish to be a dramatic author." "Certainly," said the fairy. "Go to bed, and to-morrow when you wake up you will be one. Now, thank you very much, and good night' The fairy kissed her little hand to the young couple, spread her wings and flew away into the' hha"c"- Tom and Bose watched her as far as they could see her, then closed the window and retired to rest The next morning when Tom woke up he had a splitting headache, and he felt so awfully seedy he could hardly sit up to look at his watch. "By Jover he exclaimed, "it's IS o'clock" Then ho looked round for Bose and found she wasn't there. "Rose! Boser he called out, "where are youT Bose came running in from the next room. "Oh, you are awake at last, Tom," she said. "Will you have a cup of tear "I think so; I By Jove! I'm aw fully ill, and I can hardly open my eyes." "I don't wonder at it," said Bose; "it was 6 o'clock this morning when you came home." "Oh, ah, yes! I remember," said Tom, sitting up and looking round the large, elegantly furnished bedroom. "A beastly all night dress rehearsal. And I've got to go down to the theatre again today and see that scene. I have to alter the situation at the last minnte to suit the scene, because the scene itself can't be altered in time." "Was Mr. Smith any better tempered last night?" "No; he Bwears its the worst part he ever played, end he's sure that it will be a frost; and Miss Brown won have that speech cut out; she says it's the only good one she has, and I'm euro that it will be goosed, and it comes just at a critical point" Tom was just going to lie down again till the tea came, when a servant came up. "Please, sir, Mr. Jones has called, and he says he must see you at once." "Oh, boiher!" said Tern. "What's the matter now? Ask him to come up." Bose went down, and presently Mr. Jones, the manager of the theatre where Johnnon's drama was to be produced on Monday evening, came in. "Sorry to worry you, old fellow," said Jones, "but it's serious. Everybody who saw the dress rehearsal last night says the fifth act will settle the play. You must end it in the fourth." "What!" yelled Tom, pressing his hands to his splitting head; "cut out the last act! It can be done. A year has to elapse between acts four and five." "Oh, you can get over that At any rate, it will have to be done." "I won do it" shrieked Tom; "I won't Td sooner throw the confounded play in the fire. Why, it's ridiculous. Look here, Mr. Jones; I'm the author, and Fm responsible. You'll either play my play as I've written it, or you won playitatalL" Tom had worked himself up into a violent rage, and the manager tried to calm him. "Don be a tool, Johnson," ha said; "ttink it over and come down to my house. Smith (that was the leading man) will be there and Bobinson(the stage manager), and well talk it over quietly. I must go now. I must call on Miss Blank and see if she can play Mary Walters to-morrow night" "Miss Blank? Why, Miss Dash is going to play it" "What haven you heard? She was thrown out of her cab going home from the rehearsal last night and won be able to play for a month." Tom groaned and flung himself back on the pillow. "Everything in the play depends upon Mary Walters," he said, "and yoa are going to have it played at twelve hours notice by a girl who's never seen aline of the part yet" "What are we to do!" "1 don know,Ngraaasd Johnson, "Til come round presently. I believe this play will drive ma mad." Am hour later Tom was going down stairs growling and groaning to himself , when Boss came oat of Iter boudoir. "Going oot, Tom? Why, yon haven had your brssW sat " "Icaaeatanwclf"ssidTom. "En done up, Bose. I wish Td been at Jeri cho before I became a dramatic author." Monday night came, and Tom, In a state of high fever brought on by over work and anxiety and late hours, walked ap and down outside the theatre, trying to sum up courage to go in. He had cut out the last act; bo had given Miss Black one hurried rehearsal; ha had quarreled with the leading villain, who had told him before the whole company that the play was rot; hehadgonehomeinavile temper, and made Bose cry her eyes out, and now, in a state bordering on delir ious fever, he was awaiting the verdict on a play which had cost himmonths of anxious thought, and on which the man agsment had expended tbonssiirts of pounds. "If it's afailurenineTer write again," groaned Tom. JusttbenanuncamehnTxiedlyoutof the stage door. "Curtain up yetT asked Tom, nerv ously. "No, sir; there's scsnethinggone wrong with the scene in the first art, and the mechanical change won work through it Im just going oat to see if lean find Mr. . They say it'll be half an hour before it will be put right" Tom realied Into the theatre. Ashe pun snouid nave'gone up. Everybody was bustling about, and there was evidently something wrong. "If s all right said the stage man ager, coming up to Tom and trying -to ease his mind. "Ifs not so bad aswe thought We'll ring up directly. We can get it right, I dare say, while the first scene is playing. If not, I must come on and explain there's been an ac cident" Tom groaned and rushed out into the street again. "Oh, my poor play, my poor play," he cried, "it's damned before ifs begun. An hour and a half later Tom, pale, shivering, clutching his hands together in nervous excitement crept into the back of the pit The third act was just beginning. There was a very powerful scene in this act Tom had .buOt upon its making a great impression on the audience. The villain suddenly appears at a win dow, and while another villain is writ ing a letter, shoots him, and the unfin ished letter is left on the table and found by the hero, who rushes in and reads the plot against his happiness. The villain has to cautiously open the window. He does so after struggling with it for five minutes, and making a noise which could be heard all over the bouse, but of which the other villain takes no notice. "He has not heard me," says the vil lain. "He must be jolly deaf then," said a boy in the gallery, and the house titters. The perspiration bursts from every pore of Tom's skin. His situation is go ing wrong. But the house is hushed immediately. There is no fairer audience in the world than that which assembles in a London theatre on the first night But it is only a human audience, and so when, as the villain crept in at the window and was just advancing on his victim, the looking glass, real, fastened on the scene, came down with a crash, and the victim, following his author, ex claimed, "No sound disturbs the silence of the night," there was a roar. The situation was going fast It went utterly when the villain, disconcerted, as well he might be, in creeping up be hind the victim's chair, caught his foot against a platform intended to draw the table off for a change of scene, and fell sprawling, his pistol going off between his unconscious victim's feet With the roars of irresistible laughter which followed this final catastrophe ringing in his ears, Tom Johnson rushed from the theatre to the Thames embank ment "It is ruin. It is disgrace," he cried. "I can never survive it Curse the hour when I gave myself up to this life of constant harass, annoyance and disap pointment! How can I read the awful things that will be said of me in the pa pers to-morrow! How can I meet my friends and listen to their condolences! How can I ever enter a theatre again! No, I will not live to die in a lunatic asy lum. I will end it all in the peaceful river." Tom leaped upon the parapet and was about to make the fatal plunge, when he heard a sweet silvery voice behind him. It was the China fairy's. With a frantic cry Tom turned to her. "Can you grant me another wish?' he exclaimed. "Certainly." "Then make me a clerk in the city again, and at once." " "Tom." It was Boss's voice. Tom woke up with a start "Breakfast's ready, dear, and it's 9 o'clock. Aren you going to get upf Tom shouted for joy. He was a clerk again, and it was Sunday morning, the happy day of peace and rest at home .wita his dear, contented little wife. Oh! what a happy Sunday it was. How snug and comfortable the sitting room looked. And after breakfast, when he sat down and read in the Sunday paper an awful "slate" of Mr. Three Starrs now play, he felt a great weight lifted from his heart, and he exclaimed: "Thank heaven, Fm not a dramatist, but only a happy city clerk, with just enough to live on, and only one master!" And he never wanted to be a dramatist again as long as he lived. George Sims in London Theatre. A aaa of l3reet Weight. Sam Eldredge, of the board of trade, took a trip to Europe, and when became back he naturally felt a little more im portant as all men do after their first trip across the water. He was forever telling about what he saw abroad, and these stories became tiresome to his associates on 'change. One morning Andy Shaw came on the floor looking very rocky. Andy is a good deal of a wag when he feels in the mood, and, when some of his friends inquired as to his unhealthy ap pearance, he said: "You see, it's just like this. Yesterday afternoon when I left the office I had a dull, thumping head ache, so I thought I would try to walk it off. Accordingly! started to walk home. Just after I had crossed the bridge I ex perienced a peculiar feeling. It was as though I was walking up hflL The far ther I walked the steeper the hfll seemed. When I reached home I was utterly ex hausted. I was at a loss to explain this peculiar feeling until I came down this morning and learned what caused it I couldn't sleep all night as I was so ex hausted, but I find that Sam Eldredge wasonthesouth side as Iwas walking home and that the north side tipped up." ChicagoHerald. Caaght ay m Moahey. A murder is reported to have been committed some way off Wynaad, in which a monkey detected the murderers. It appears that a juggler with his wife, a goat and two monkeys were attacked by two Moplahs, who killed all except the male monkey, which escaped, and buried the bodies in the jungle. The male monkey took its station upon a big tree, watched everything and when a constable passed by the animal made after "", laid hold on the man's leg and dragged him to the place where the bodies were buried. The bodies were ex humed, after which the monkey showed the way to a hut which the murderers had entered. Not finding them, the animal took the constable in another di rection and, suddenly ran at full speed and seised a Moplah, who was going to bathe, near a tank, by the neck and waited tm the constable arrived. This led to the detection of the murderers, who have been brought to Calicut Singapore Free Freas. A little over thirty years agoW.H. Tinker offered to exchange ten acres of land between Jackson, Canada, Fifteenth and Grove streets for fifty lots in the town of Superior, which was then re jofcmg in a lordly "boom." Mr. Tinker was very auxkos to effect the trade, but the parties who owned the Superior lots, among whom was Gen. Sanborn, thought they had'toa. good a thing and pooh poohed the Idea. Mr. Tinker offered the same properly to Mr. BJohard Marvin for $400, one-fourth cash and the bal ance on time. Mr. Marvin didn take kindly to the offer. That ten acres is worth today at least $200,000, The Su perior lots are probably not worth $5,000. fiat then, in those days, there were ery few people, if any, whose prophetic svan rsmotaly. the of 8a. FROM THINE EYES. Ftou Lars is O'er thy fhosia Oa thy breast a raw i Jealous to thy 1 JJfta ttalesreatai Where the Mat's i As the rosj aatolda tta stay Dare I tell thee all nyatoryr b thy haadalOy bleat Ja, Holds seer tay I Fabvr far thy aaowy breast la Rtad aad It ewooae to death! An the dya aower aaarei aaa Bythiaeeyetetalrdlagalaaa, Lore's sweet secret ie revealed; By thy blushes ia surprises Lore haa Beared aaa wanonoealuL Dare I fcU lore thus to lead aaet Dare I tall thee how I aeetthesr Envious rose, so proud repoatajc; Oa her breast asore fragrant grow; SwooaJar IQy, die diacloatar All her raarinn thou nayeet kaow; As I dare to ask her choose ne, Aad I pray her aot reraw aae! Harriet Maxwel Ooararaa. "kivered: Were I asked to name the races of the south, I should answer: "White, black, and the mountaineer." The latter be longs to a distinctive race. While he may be classed with the white as far as color goes, his tastes, habits, character istics and mode of life are peculiarly his own. If he likes you he will make any sacrifice to oblige you. If he hates you he will seek your life with a determina tion which nothing can damp. The great world beyond his mountain home is a sealed book to him. Helivesinhim self , by himself and for himself. I was riding over the spur of the Cum berland mountains, which Gen. Morgan (Federal) held so gallantly while Buell and Bragg were driving each other by turns over Kentucky, when I lost my way. The mountain trails of the south are dangerous puzzles to a stranger. They run up and down twist turn dodge lose themselves in dark ravines and seem to suddenly end in dark and lonely gaps. There is a feeling of lone liness which you cannot shake off, and a feeling of anxiety which rides with you and keeps every sense alert Every rod of the trail has its ambush, and every quarter of a mile its cliff, seemingly ready to fall upon you. I came to a spot where three trails branched away. It was luck and chance. I took one which led me into a long, dark ravine, where the summer sun has never yet touched the icicles on the rugged rocks nor cooled the mountain rivulet pouring over the moss grown ledges. After go ing a mile I felt that I was wrong, and was about to turn back when a voice suddenly called out through the semi darkness: ""Stranger, you ar kivered! Throw up your hands!" If that command ever reaches your ears, obey it at once and do your arguing subsequently. It means that your head or heart is in point blank range of bullet or buckshot, with a finger resting on the trigger and ready to pull if you don obey the summons. Tp went my hands. After a long half minute a moun taineer, who had a dead sight on me with a double barreled shotgun across a point of rock twenty feet ahead, stepped into view on the trail and said: "Stranger, slip down!" I slipped off the saddle. "Now lead yer mule up that ravine to the right!" I simply saw a man six feet high, straight as an arrow, long haired, whis kers unkempt, dress, that of a moun taineer. Yes, I saw more. He held the gun fair for my breast One suspicious move on my part and I was a dead man. He spoke in a low voice, but there was that in his tones which chilled me. Without a second look at him I took the mule by the bite and led him up the ravine. We had not gone twenty rods before I scented a whisky still. At the end of five rods more we were in a rude camp. Two moonshiners sat on a log. guns across their knees, and back of and below them a still was running off its extract of corn. "One o' them spies!" said the man who had followed me as I let go of the mule and sat down on a stump. "A good ketch!" growled one of the sitters. "Mighty kind in him to come yere!" chuckled the other. They were moonshiners, and they took me for a spy sent out by the government official of that district I looked from one to the other. There was a determi nation in each look an implacable sternness of expression which would have warned a genuine spy that his hour had come. Not one glance of pity not one line of mercy. A prisoner at the stake among the Apaches would have had more hope. These men were law breakersout laws being hunted after every day in the year. Why? Because they were g!.r.Hrg a living keeping eoul and body together in the only way open to them. The bite of valleys in the gnm old Cum berlands will grow corn and potatoes. The potatoes are wanted for the table. If there is more corn than the razor backed hog or the hvntg mule can consume it is a dead loss. Convey it to market two days, to go and two to come, and sell it for two bite a bushel, and the owner and sailer would starve on the way. Make it into a barrel or two of whisky and it will bring cash on the spot, or very near it It is not to grow rich not hoping to better his con ditionbut simply to live. It is against the law of the land. The mountaineer may go ragged and hungry, but Toe must not distill. It is the only law he breaks. Aye! he even lives closer than most of us to all the commandments. He breaks it because grim necessity forces him to. He is outlawed and hunted that officials may make fees. I knew all this before I looked into the stern, set faces around me, and I knew why I looked in vain for a gleam of mercy. "I am SDOutme. no spy," I said, as I looked "I am a" traveler malting for Cumbsrland Gap, and Tve lost my way." "Go up that path!" commanded the man who had captured me. "Not until I satisfy you that I am not a spy." "Elver him, Joel" whispered the man to cne of the others, and a shot gun cov ered my breast again. The leader ran back down the ravine to be sure that no one had followed us. When ha returned he said: "Say yer prayers; stranger! Joe, when Irizmyhanddoyouplughimr "Did any of you ever hear of JoeBkk aby?" I asked, trying hard to keep a steady voice. "WaO, what if wa had? asked the "About a year ago I found him In jail inB . He had been there for several months. He was sick and out of money, and I aided him. Here's his name in my notebook. See?" The man with the gun lowered his weapon and cams closer and asked: "Was anybody elm in the jail with JoeT "Yes half a doscm all nmonsliinera. I sent to $3 worth of pipes and tobacco, and I got one of lliem smas aatBiau," "He7s the chap, sere's shnMlanf ax- Dare I safe thee, thoach aabWdea. Of thy eeeret thereta Uddea? the amen as I Unas! to the "Oa my soul he is!" added the leader as ha came up and removed my hat "Burn our buttons!" whispered the third. In a minute more ft was all right and they were shaking my hand so vigorously that my shoulder ached. The humble cabin a quarter of a mile away was open tomeforevermore,and it was two days before they would let go of me to resume my journey. The wife at the cabin had more perception than the men. She looked me over and then said: "Oh! sassafras, but you fellers fa all blind! Hain't he Yank all over and all through! .Whar's the sunburn? What's the lingo? Whar's the hoss pistols? Party muss you'd hev got yerseives into killin a Yank, who don keer if every branch in Tennessee runs d'ar whisky! Better not be so handy with them guns arterthia." The leader walked beside me for five miles when I left and aa we parted he said: "Stranger, when I told ye to say yer prayers I meant they should be mighty short Fd hev given ye about ten sec onds, for I wanted to git yer body outen the way. Yer couldn't hev told us nuth in' else to prove that you wasn't a spy. Give this paw a farewell squeese, and don't lay it up agin me." M. Quad in Detroit Free Press. with lire A practical farmer suggests in Ameri can Agriculturist the wisdom of a sys tem of rotation with live stock. He says: Late in August I had four hens "come off" with about forty Tauigahan chicks. These, hatched from the same lot of eggs, were fed in the same way and managed under exactly similar con ditions right through except that three hens with thirty chicks were placed and kept on a comparatively new piece of land, while the fourth hen, with the re mainder of the chickens, had to be satis fied with quarters in the old poultry yard. Those on new soil grew with won derful rapidity, and have always re mained perfectly healthy, while the chicks in the old yard, although taking a fine start, soon began to droop and to die off, until now there is not one left. Diarrhea took them alL As thorough or (as I am tempted to call it) "wide" rotation is one of the best and most sim ple preventives of fungus diicasfn in cereals, vegetables and fruits, and often of injurious insects, so, if practiced with poultry, it must aid in preventing the attacks of cholera, dysentery, catarrh, and especially that dread of the poultry keeper, the gapes, as it is well known that moist ground is one of the links in i the transfer chain of the gape worm from one fowl or chick to another. The same principle, carried out in the man agement of hogs, is a reasonably sure protection from the attacks of swine plague or cholera, as I have had frequent opportunity to observe. A HOUSE WITH A HISTORY. The MnnioB Imaaovtalised by washJag ton aad Halleck to Be Tera Dews. I clambered down from the summit of Washington Heights, and while study ing the colonnade of an aged dwelling was shocked by beholding a garish poster that announced the sale by ex ecutrix of the adjacent Lynch estate. Had a circus bfll been flaunted from the walls of a church there would have seemed no whit more sacrilege. It was here in this old landmark namely, the manor house of the famed Mme. Juxnel, that Fitz Greene Halleck beheld "At midnight in his guarded tent the Turk was dreaming of the hour when Greece, her knee in suppliance bent should tremble at his power." Here it was that he composed the immortal poem "Marco Bozzaris," and where the poet realized that "An hour passed on the Turk awc.ee; that bright dream was his last; he awoke to hear his sentries shriek, To arms! they come! the Greek! the Greek!" Not only is this storied old wooden structure thus immortalized; its history is likewise wrapped within the pages of the history of our land. Pity 'tis that Har lem river improvements, which make the ground thereabouts so inestimably valua ble, should be sacrificed to utilitarian de mands; yet such it must be, owing to its magnificence of situation at the termini of the Sixth avenue "L" road, the Sub urban Bapid Transit road and the New York and Northern road, together with its advantages by water, owing to facil ities acquired by the erection of most spacious dockage. Within these walls Mme. Jumel lived an heiress born at sea between France and the West Indies in 1700, and who died in New York July 10,1868. At 17 years of age Eliza that was her Christian name eloped with and mar ried CoL Peter Croix, a British officer, and in moving to New York city be came, through her extraordinary beauty and talents, the friend and favorite of many distinguished men of the age. At the death of CoL Croix she married Stephen Jumel, a French wine mer chant, and removing with him to Paris, became a leader of fashion under the patronage of the Marquis de Lafayette. Although her husband's wealth was enormous, in a few years she exhausted by her extravagance a large portion of his fortune. Beturning to this country she devoted herself to its restoration, and with such success that she soon regained more than had been dissipated. Shortly after these experiences Jumel died and then it was she linked her name with that of Aaron Burr, one of the mort picturesque char acters in the annals of American states manship. She had been acquainted with him in her youth. Now she sought his legal advice. At the time he was 78 years of age, but in 1800 they were mar-, ried. Through Texan speculations Burr lost a large sum of Mme. Jumel's money. which aha had placed In his hands a f ew days after the wadding, and, as a result aha filed a complaint against him and the separation ensued, although there WaM 80 Ql0CMt Recently the Jumel estate has bean di vkled and sold as dty lots, but the man sion upon ft. which I have described, erected by CoL Boder Morris in 1706, still stands, and although the sale of the Lynch estate, at the Real Estate Ex change, may be the beginning of its eventual downfall, the memory of its historic walls wm be perpetuated to all time. Washington has made it fragrant with tales of the Bevofotion, f or In it ha made Us headqusiteci; there Mme. Jumel, who purchased tt in 1810, enter tained Joseph Bonaparte, Moreen and many other man of distinction. New York Herald. Bead stood one day in front of the Hamilton house, on Fourteenth street, where ha Uvea, There is a hill there, not steep, but snmatiiites slippery. A colored man was nrgmga borm attached toaheavir loaded wagon. . Twice the amnal sopped and falLand the driver beat the beast with his whip. Presently Beed stappad forward. In that sharp, twanay voice so often heard and gener ally feared in the house ha commanded the negro to desist The Us whip, whan Bead's big I swaaTCoasandfaMaght tta driver's wrist J masfcasggrasp. Taint head Usa thus SOLD DUST WmilB POWDER IS SOMETHING iMSW. a x z a! P P r- r- 3 3 BeaaBH ""ra'eB'enBsE (Jf ' a aasaaaavaBSSaBSSSJSaaaaakvj a 1 i 1 r"' ' Look haah. you Nla. lot so dat Dust. Da prtoa la mine, I seed It fust! BwBwBwaBwaBBwaBwaawaWMBaaawMNSBSBWBWk, awawawiMn-BBBVH.aBBBBBV a And no doubt you have often tried new things to your sorrow. We simply ask you to cull at your grocery for a FREE SAMPLE OF BOLD DUST, and we assure you that we could not afford to place "GOLD DUST" in your wash-tuh Fn of Charge if it did not possess more than ordinary merit. J-CET A FREE SAMPLE AND TRY IT.- P. 8. Try lalrtiok's Ttiry" Sosp fcr tht CompItxkB. out sucna nooa or reproor as tnat colored man had never before heard. The man winced, wilted. He was mastered, phy sically and morally. And the end of the incident was a drawing of the wagon to one side of the street. Beed amriating the driver therein, and a sending of the poor horse away to the blacksmith to have now shoes put on his old feet Washing ton Letter. Elevates far Uoeae Use. The ingenious plan proposed by a Ber lin inventor, of a simple and inexpensive elevator for private dwellings in place of the ordinary etaircase, has , attracted some attention as a long felt desidera tum. It is on the principle of the in clined railway, and the motive power is furnished by the city water, which is applied in the cellar; each flight has its separate chair, so that, for example, one person can ascend from the first to the second story while another is on his way from the second to the third, or still an other is descending from the fifth to the fourth. The chair, being of the width of the human body, requires but little space, and still leaves a free passage for any who wish to walk up or down in stead of riding. It is set in motion by a simple pressure upon one of its arms, whflo after it has been used it slides back to the bottom step, its descent being reg ulated in such a manner that the carry ing of a passenger is a matter of entire safety. New York Telegram. ateaestei's Caatare. When Sara, the famous high kicker, was herewith Emily Sokkne, she was written up and illustrated in the columns of the paper which seems to have a weakness for high kickers. When the article on Sara was written up it was desired to obtain her portrait for a cut Fred Hall was then the city editor and he directed one of his reporters to call on Sara and secure a picture from her. In about an hour he returned to the of fice. He entered the local room and said: "Mr. Hall, I couldn't get her pict ure, but here's Sara,' and the wonder ful high kicker pirouetted gracefully Into the sanctum, while Mr. Hall removed his pipe from his mouth and gased at her in amassment through hk glasses. Then he hastily directed that she bare moved to the artist's room and sketched. Chicago Herald. A fact not generally known about Sen ator Biddlaberger fa that he ia the dead shot of the senate. This fact was re cently developed by some of bis exploits in a shooting gallery not far from the CapitoL The senator and soma friends had dropped in for a few minutes' quiet sport with the rifle. The others of the party, after several scattering shots, which endangered the lives of the in habitants of the neighborhood, gave way to the senator, who gave a superb exhi bition of marksmanship. He broke with comparative ease the glass balls spinning about on an axis, and smashed clay pipes in reckless profusion. His favor ite sport, however, was the breaking of gilt balls about an inch in diameter, which were thrown into a fountain, and danced about on top of a little jet of water. Baltimore American. A Hew A new textile has been discovered in Buasia on the borders of the Caspian sea. The plant Is called kanaff by the natives and attains a height of ten feet from it a chemist has obtained a textile mat ter which Is soft elastic and silky , gives thread which fa very tough and can be bleached without injury. The stuffs manufactured out of kanaff can be suc cessfully dyed in every shade of color, and would compete with any of the ordinary furnishing materials now in use. But it fa particularly for making sacks, tarpaulin, ropes, etc., that this new textile, from its chsapnsss audits extraordinary resisting power, might defy all competition. New York Tele- Vtve A story was told the other day of a prominent lawyer of St Paul, whose handwrJtmg Is none the. bast that amused me. It ssams that he had just heeoma the happy father of a bouncing baby boy, and m hk joyherashedtoa telegraph omoe and seat the following toluslxotawrt Hxme Dairy ooy. bov aaw well.- His bro- Kve baby soys.' PaulPlcetter iBtlea Sarerr Carea. To tms Enrron Please inform your readers that I have a positive remedy for the. above named disease. By its timely use thousands of 'hopeless esses have been persaaneutly cared. I shall be glad to send two bottles of my reme dy nan to any of your readers who have oonammption if they will send ma their express and post osaoe address. Jlsspect faDy, T. A. Slocuv, M. 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