THE OMAHA DAILY BEE : THURSDAY , .TjVNt'AHY 5. 18JM ) .
HER MAJESTY OF MIQUELON
A Woman of Wealth nod Courage and a
Baler of Men.
SUITORS CHASED AWAY WITH A SMILE
Characteristic * of the Uncon of n
Ilnrrcn Inlnnil nr > cifouml -
land-Kncriietlf , Thrifty
nnd Ucneroim ,
The reason so few people have heard of
Mme. Gavette , sometimes called the Queen
ot Mlquelon , U because they have not beard
much about the island ot that name lying
with Us sister , St. Pierre , oil the western
roast rf Newfoundland. The Islands belong
to France , and are so generally mentioned
together that they are known as St. Pierre-
Mlquelon. There Is not a blade ot grass
growing on the Islands , wdlch arc two rockx ,
divided by a narrow strait , and yet they
form a naval station , do a flourishing ship
ping business and have a trade estimated at
$26,000,000 a year.
After the governor ot the Islands , who
la a vice admiral , the most Important pcr-
Kranco and has purchased a fine estate In
her native Gawony , on which , It Is reported ,
ho Intends settling down when she reaches
the age ot f > 0 ; that Is to say , three years
hence. Stic M still a pretty woman , dresses
In the latest fashion and is never no happy aa
when entertaining French or American lit-
tcrafeurs In her elegantly furnished home.
She dopsn't llko the English ,
Gerald Carlton , recently returned from
St. Pierre , whither ho was sent by the
United States government as consular agent ,
declares that Mme. Gavatte Is the most
fascinating woman ho has ever met.
KFFHCTS OF HOOI.nV'S TALES.
The Smirched Lord * Not Appreciably
Injnreil ,
It had seemed at one time as It the Pan
ama scandals that threw such & lurid lighten
on the methods of French financiers and
politicians and finally drove M. Orevy from
his exalted position Into the retirement of
private life were to find their parallel In
England , Happily the revelations In con.
nectlon with Mr. Hooley's bankruptcy , al
though they have excited much public In
terest , and even set us on the tip-too of ex
pectation , have not so far disclosed , at least
to any appreciable extent , the same grave
causes for public alarm , writes the London
correspondent of Harper's Weekly. It Is
true that certain persons of high social
position , and others , have sought , under MN
\
MME. MARIE LOUISE GAUVETTE.
onaga In Bt. Plerrc-Mlquelon Is Mme.
Marie Loulao Gavotte. She Is a multimillionaire
lionaire , eho has made all the money her-
elf , and is a woman ot literary talent with
a streak ot genius In It.
Mme. Gavette , nee Bernola , was born In
Jtrbes , Gascony , but was taken to Mlquelon
by her fattier , a sailor , when quite young ;
and sent for a few years to a seminary In
Cape Breton , N. S. She married at the
ago of 15 , and when she was 32 about fifteen
years ago was left a childless widow.
Some tlmo before his death M. Gavette
retired from the sea and purchased a modest
hotel , which was patronized chlelly by sail-
ore , of whom there nro thousands In Ml-
quolon , during the summer months. It Is
hardly necessary to say that sailors French
Bailers especially are disposed to bo lively
and require a strong hand to keep them
within limits. While her husband lived ,
Mmo. Gavatte attended strictly to her do
mestic , affairs , and was noted for her bright
emlle and sweetness of temper. She pos
sesses those attributes still , and widowhood
ban developed In her a strong hand. One
day before she loft off mourning a row oc
curred In the hotel barroom , and a gen-
drm wan sent for to quell It.
Quclllnir a now ,
"Messieurs , " mild Mme. Gavette ns aho
appeared on the eceno of the disturbance
with h r brightest smile and a revolver In
her right hand , "yonder esplanade Is an ex
cellent place on which to settle your Httle
disputes. I'll have none of them here , and I
wear to you by St. Agathe that I'll shoot
th first sailor attempting a fracas on these
premises. "
When the gendarme arrived ho found the
Hotel Republlque as quiet ae a cemetery , and
from that day to this , except In a social
ir y , the services of the trlbo have never
been called Into requisition by madame or
her assistants.
Mme. Gavetta grew richer nnd richer
year by year. She purchased a few acres
of rook back of the Esplanade , on which she
erected iUty aalrors' hoarding houses. Those
boarding houses are kept in splendid condi
tion and yield a handsome revenue to the
queeti ot Mlquelon.
She has organized a police force to guard
her Interests , which she pays liberally , and
hu altogether more than 1,000 names on her
p y roll , for she owns a fleet ot brigs , schoon
er * and other sailing craft trading with
France , Newfoundland and Nova Scotia. She
la phenomenally fortunate In her undertak
ings , all her employes are Insured , and up
ward of fifty widows and euperannuated sea
men draw pensions from her treasury.
One Source of Wealth.
S It Is hinted that smuggling has materially
) ' assisted In building up the great fortune ot
this extraordinary woman , and certainly
Mlquelon is a favorite resort of the class
ot gentry who fight shy ot revenue officers.
It la known , too , that French wines and
brandies are as cheap as they are plentiful
along the shores ot Newfoundland. Never
theless It must In justice bo said that
among the many seizures effected by Queen
Victoria's revenue officers \\ltliln the last
quarter of a century not a cent's worth has
been traced to the ownership ot her majesty
of 'Mlquelon.
After her husband's death Mme. Gavctte
Y had an many suitors as the Grecian Pe
nelope , but she dismissed them all with
uch chilling politeness that the number Je
creased to zero ; her reputation as a man
ruler and man hater spread far and near ,
and save a European nobleman who now
cd then otters her his name and the
dilapidated chateau of hla ancestor ! , by
mill , she Is left In peace.
"Meuleur , " she would say to the ap
plicant for her heart , "I have none to glvo.
but you will always flnd In this hotel tne
Cneet iherrtes and brandies and the best
diara to bo had this side of 1'nrls. "
Mme. Gavotte takes an annual trip to
Hooloy's Inspiration , that abort and easy
road to fortune which we have been taught
to regard as the dream of the Idle. But ,
while the revelations of the registrar's court
are sufficiently Instructive and by no means
without their seamy side , It can hardly be
said that they amount to a national Indict
ment. The gravest Incident that has come
to llg t In this matter , and that may bo said
to touch the community most nearly , Is the
avowed attempt on Mr. Hooley's part to purchase -
chase a distinction which some good people
had hitherto supposed to bo the reward ot
recognized public service , benevolent enter
prise or efficient political support. ' Whilst
It la substantially true that these are the
grounds on which , to a very largo extent ,
honors have been conferred , It Is fair to
admit that the possession of great wealth ,
either In personalty or In landed estates , has
also been an Important consideration In the
distribution of titles. It would be easy to
give the names of men who In our time
have been granted 'titles for their wealth
alone , but to do so would be Invidious , and
there Is no useful purpose to be served In
naming Individuals when the facts are not
In dispute. There was a subtle cunning la
Lord Doaconsfleld's
remark that
every country -
try gentleman with SGO.OOO a year and a good
character should bo ennobled. The act of on.
noblcment confirms his loyalty and Imposes
a hereditary obligation of upright conduct.
It did not require the public Investigation
into Mr. Hooley's affairs to prove that all
parties In the state need money wherewith to
grease their machinery , and that party offi
cials are always very willing to obtain It
on terms ; but It U greatly to Lord Salis
bury's credit that In this case he exercised a
sound discrimination. By returning Mr.
Hooley's check for $250,000 and refusing the
baronetcy ho showed a wisdom and fore
sight for which In other matters he has not
always been distinguished , and saved the
country from an unpleasant scandal. It is
Idle , however , to contend that the various
peers , honorablcs and right honorablcs who
have contaminated themselves by dealing
with Hooley are not smirched by the con
tact. The late Archbishop Whately was
fond of saying that the man who associated
with chimney sweepers must get smutted.
The Hooley breed has existed from all time.
The South Sea bubble and the cycle boom are
ot the name family. Circumstances only dif
fer. Of the Intermediary In the Hooley bar
onetcy affair , Sir WHTiam Marriott , himself
a privy councilor , I can only say that , hav
ing had agreeable relations with him In
former years , I am surprised that , having
occupied the position of judge advocate gen
eral , ho could have fallen Into such a com
pany. The one satisfactory feature of'tbe
Hooloy business Is that there Is a general
desire to get at the truth , and that the people
who have made haste to get rich too quickly
are socially Irretrievably maimed.
Dr. Bull's Cough Syrup 1s the standard
remedy for threat and lung "troubles. " It Is
a specific for grippe and bronchitis.
Tokrit of Honor for
NEW YORK. Jan. 4. The sword of honor
to bo presented at the direction of congress
to Hear Admiral Dcwey as a national recog
nition of his victory at Manila has been com
pleted by Tiffany & Co. and will be shipped 1
> to Washington on Saturday ,
The sword Is of 22-carat gold with the
exception of the blade and the body of the
ncabbard , which are made of the finest steel ,
Shark skin Is also ut > ed at the grip and diamonds
mends are used lavishly In the ornamenta
tion.
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ROMANCE ON RED BlfiD RIVER.
By KEN TUCKIAN ,
It was late evening when the nightly
gloom of the Cumberland mountains filled
young Coleman with dread of a continuation
of hU Journey Into their silent depths.
Night was Just loose In these everlasting
hills. The chill ot the dying October had
turned to red and brown and gold the
verdure of their rough , timbered elopes.
Nature seemed tired of her summer's
exuberant display , as though grown old as
the hills In which eho had reveled. They
looked old , and truth to say they are. Back
from Comer , the valiant , eldest son of
Japheth , on up through the hidden ages of
the Clmerrll around the sea of Azoff and the
Clmbrlans about the Black sea to the
vaulted JJuko of Cumberland , through
eorge II , comes the very name of this
wondrous mountain range. The children of
Its men are old , albeit , the toddling , sllpless
babes may count their noses with the grown
and sturdier ones.
And babes they ore , each and all of them ,
thcso simple , honest folk. They are honest
as the days are lorg. Their wants ore none
but what their prison hills supply , and in
their very nature seems the ap that makes
tha oak their prototype of strength and
growth. The God of all tbo universe to
them Is but tt myth compared to what en
lightened people know , yet there's a faith
that la undefined , but beautifulr that Ho
who made their hills and holds the hollows
In his hand must needs their lives direct
and keep them to the end
Some ten years ago the money of the
east and from across the seas had como Into
this mountain land to multiply Itae'f ' ten
fold. On this October evening , when the j
sun bad gone to eleep and all the hills were ,
moaning In the foggy night , young Hal
Coleman , charged with the service of an
eastern syndicate , was riding slowly down
the tortuous \vlndlngs of the rough and
rocky rood. The company had bought this
mountain land from hill to hill and still
they wanted more.
As far as 'the ' eye could see from top to
dell In any way the monarch of all you
could survey was an old man , Taylor Uncle
BUI , as he was known , a sort of king
amongst a neighborhood of native moun
taineers. For fifty years he had lived nt
the foot of the mountain side , hard by the
Red Bird river , that goes dancing to the
eeoa. Little care had ho and his for sordid
gold , and BO ho held his "land , " though
importuned to sell It out and out. Through
hard and lionest toll his own had yielded
him Ills sustenance and ho was satisfied.
His wife had gone before him years ago.
The two had started out In married life Jn
this same hut , In a simple sort of way not
modest as we know It , for degrees are not
amongst these mountaineers. They mated
rtaher as the birds , without the happy joy
ous song and notes of ecstacy. Time came
and went , and with It took his wife tils
mate. For ages antedating his this self
same life his people knew. No change for
better or for worse from sire to eon. In
slow monotony the seasons ran Into each
other , but to these honest-minded folk
brought neither weal for better things , nor
woe. They changed them not , even as the
beast that , when Us mate one dies , goes on
the selfsame way as If there was no sting
< to death. The rocks and trees and solitudes
his teachers were , but ho knew them as we
know a spot familiar to the eye. The handi
work of God Inspired him not to feel an
Inspiration deep. And time went on and
heeded not the trifling record It had
wrought.
Coleman. had pulled up at the entrance
'to the cove where Taylor lived' and was
letting bis tired horse drink from the run
ning , babbling brook. He had been riding
all the day to reach Taylor's before night
came down In the hills. Through the open
door ho could discern the Taylor folks at
supper.
"Howdy , Allster Coleman ! " caino a volco
from the foggy night.
"Hello , who's that ? "
"Hit's mo Bill. "
"Bill who ? That you , Bill Slzemore ?
Still hangln' 'round Uncle Bill's gal , are
you ? " Coleman had been so much about
these hills and their people that ho natu
rally fell Into their ways and talk. The Ill-
kept records of these mountain counties
afforded scant means of looking up the titles
to land In this end of the state , and so
Coleman's work had been out amongst the
people in efforts to straighten out the
tangled chains from the commonwealth.
"Air yo a goln' ter try ter git Uncle
Bill tor sell his Ian' ngln ? "
"Done bought it , I guees , Bill. "
"Naw yer hain't. Say , If Uncle Bill sells en
moves er way d'ye reckin ho'll move ter
ther settlemlnts , en tek "
" 'I don't know , Bill. Why ? "
"Oh. I Jes' axed yer. "
Bill Slzemoro loved Sally Taylor with all
the power of his untutored soul. His was
an attachment like unto that of the wild
beasts of his native hills to their kind.
Ho'knew nothing ot that beautiful affection
that melts the soul and lifts one Into a
bright ethereal space. His rough and
hardy life had made him brawn and bone.
He was of an awkward , cumbrous build , but
strong and supple as the limbs above his
head.
Sally had looked with simple , kindly
grace upon his love and Importunities to
have her for his wife. She , herself , was
brimming full of health and strength ot
twenty summers' growth. A graceful , awk
wardness embodied her from head to foot.
Her face was round and full , with rich ,
warm flowing blood. Her eyes were plerc-
Ing black and bright.
"Well , thor Ian' sakes , of thar hain't Mis
ter Coleman ! Como In en tek a Cher tn
git cr bite ter eat. Hev yer come ter buy
pap's Ian' agin ? Git ye er cber , Bill. "
After the meal Coleman went right at tbo
purchase of tbo land. He talked , he gild , as
friend to friend. His tone was honest and
his words convincing In their weight. He
advised the old man to sell his land and
put the money in a blue grass farm. He
painted the beauties and advantages < f
that Illustrious land and bow easily he
could spend his years , and at his fingers
ends hove comfort , peace and plenty and
"There's Solly , " Coleman said , "a woman
grown amongst these hills ; her llfo will
open up to newer things a woman need1) .
The grace of men and God will shape her
to a higher end. I tell you , Undo Bill , you
have no right to keep her In these prison
hills , where at the most her span ot life "
"Undo Bill , ye goln' ter sell en move
er way , shore nuft ? "
Bill's solemn voice broke up the ring of
Coleraan's eloquence , from where ho sat
nervously fondling Sally's hand In the flar
ing , fading light. His was an actual fear
that Sally would be drawn by the allure
ments of the "settlemlnts , " so vividly
painted and put. It in ado him Impatiently
restless and tired.
"Yer kin go er long , too , Bill. " Bill
slowly shook his head and slowly loosed
her hand.
"Yer wouldn't know me In er year's time ,
I'm feard ye'd git so fine. "
"Bill Slzemore , whuts ther matter with
yer now ? Yer got no eenso er talkln' that
ar way. "
Old man Taylor Jooked long and earnestly
at the dying embers ot the flre. Ills ex
perience with the world outside had been In.
frequent trips to Frankfort , where he wont
on flowing "tides" on rafU of logs from
out the hllla around. But he knew enough
to know the comforti of a higher life than
his. And the vision of his daughter grow.
Ing old from year to year In the miserable
surroundings that had brought her up thus
far was neighing down upon him as a heavy
load to bear. Then he pictured her con
tentment and the beauty slio might bo In
that land of sun and flowers where the
graces nil BO fair would heap their blessings
on her.
"Whut kin yo git er farm down thar fur ? "
It was plain to see he meant to go ,
"I'll go with you , " Coleman said , "and see
you settled In the best one we can find ,
The newer llfo and newer things will nil
you up for all your days , and Sally there
I tell you , Uncle BUI , the life that woman
lead in these here hills Is enough to make
'cm swear , and "
"Sal hain't cr goln' , air ye , Sal ? " said
1)111 ) again In tones that scorned to tremblu
with dejpalr. Say , Uncle BUI , I'm cr
hones' man. I hain't got much ter see , but
Whut I got b'longs ter Sal en I want'r ter
stay with me. I 'low'd yo know'd I wanted
'er , en ter let yo fix ther day. "
"Hit may bo ther DCS' ter go , BUI. Yo
sec , we're all thets let' . Her maw thet
died when she war a chile give 'or ter me ,
en says , says sheI want yer ter keej
her , too , says she. "
"Pap , mebbo Bill could git some loggln'
ter do in ther settlemlnts. " How little
her world had been I
"I hev been a lovln * ye , Sal , ever since
yo wus a little gal , en yo can't make out
ez I hev been anything but lovln' yo good
all ther time. " Ho stopped for a mtntito
and leaned his back against the door. Ho
had followed her out Into the kitchen shed
with the dishes. There was reproach in
his voice reproach at the thought of her
ambition to go to a newer , fuller life. They
stood in the open door. There were no
stare or mellow light to soften up the scene.
Their nights were nights of fog.
"I did 'low wunst we'd marry , Bill. " Her
voice was soft and low.
. But he detected a
curious note In Its tremulous tones. He was
bewildered rather than pained at the tone.
"Ye hain't a thlnkln' ez some day yo'll
marry in ther settleuilnts , air ye , Sal ? "
"Naw , I hain't , leastwise now. "
"Sal , yer head's plumb turned with that
\ar \ Coleman's words. Air ye a thlnkln' that
mebba ho'll want yer when yer git fine close
en things ? "
"Hit hain't nuthcr. Yer kin como down
thar en see ! "
The trade for the land was closed , and the
following spring found the old man and the
daughter Jn .that . land of sun and shine.
Broad acres oil around them waved their
rich and tender green. Their neighbors
wore descendants of the old colonial days
with their wealth of family history and the
pride ot years and years. The city with Its
wonders was not so far away , where Cole
man lived , he told .them . , and around them
everywhere was life In all Its splendor a
paradise Indeed.
Bill leased the land where Taylor lived a
plan the company had. The usufruct could
go to him who paid them yearly rent. Ho
noved from down the river where his life
had first begun , with his mother and the
coon dogs , his old mare and his gun.
So old and worn with weight of years the
one who guvo him birth , the duties of the
Household devolved alone on him. The
culinary art of other lands was Greek and
worse to him ; the simple oven on the hearth
was all he ever knew of that blessing
vouchsafed to us In the shape of chefs and
cooks.
From out of the wilderness of Bowen's
creek Bill brought "tv simple girl to do the
chorea about the house Theodocla Brown
a lass of fifteen summers , tall and straight
and slim. Her father was a "shiner , " and
was serving out a term for making moonshine - i
shine whisky , and the girl was all alone , '
save her brothers , reckless fellows , who
were drunk most all the time. The girl
came up to Slzemoro's with a slow and
striding step , unmoved by any passion or a
sense of better life. Her llfo was not a
living she existed like the trees , with little
animation- more than they.
"Mis Slzmore , hev yo hearn tell ez how
the Taylors air a doln' in ther settlemlnts ?
I 'low'd ye'd know , er Bill. "
"No , 'Docla , we hain't hcarn toll nuthln'
on 'em. '
"Hanco Wllklns whut come back frum
prisln 'low'd he seed 'em tradln' some down | i
thar. Mis Wllklns , she 'low'd BUI en Sal '
'ud . " ,
marry. j I
Bill heeded not this reference to his
i
broken love. His dally round of life went
on as though he know her not. Coleman I i
came at Intervals and once to get the rent. I
i
"Why don't you marry Theodocla. Bill ? "
he said , "and settle down to llfo ? " Bill
started as if struck with sudden thought.
Ho studied long and silently.
"Hev ye hearn tell uv Uncle Bill ? " said
he. "I 'low'd yo rnout hev seed ' 1m passln' I
round. " He made no mention of Sally , and j
Coleman did not know his thoughts of her.
Ho Idly dreamed that he might Join these
two Bill and Theodocla In band of holy
wedlock. The loss nor gain would enter not
Into the bond to any great extent. The
sphere of love and passion opened not to let
them In to demons make , if be , their hearts
were mated not. Holy wedlock ? The
zodiacal signs , the Mights of Pleiades , the
myths of ancient ages were no more foreign
to their thoughts than the sweets ot lovers
wedded.
"Oh , they are seeing llfo they did not
know in these here hills. You marry 'Docla ,
Bill. "
"I'll see er 'bout hit. " And he did. Not
to 'Docla. did ho go , but out Into the soli
tudes where none but sounds ot baying
hounds broke the stillness of the air. Ho
said to himself he would do It , Whether
the thought had entered 'Docla's simple
brain It mattered not. She would at any
rate.
" 'Docla I hev bin or thlnkln' 'bout yer ,
en I 'low'd I'd marry ye. " Thu girl stood
still as one benumbed with sudden fright.
Tha night was cold and wet , and hurrying
clouds prochlmed a war of the elements.
The hills were trembling with the force of
thunders hurled against their mighty crests.
Great bolts ot lurid lightning burst from out
the blackened sky. What's that ! One sud
den flash reveals a figure hurrying down the
mountain road. Another and the form Is
seen approaching where the light shines
through the window pane. The rain came
down in torrents and the roar of waterfalls
was heard for niUre around. The door was
opened and a figure dripping wet and
deshabille from out the night stolod motion-
leas. The room was dimly lighted and the
smoke , which down the chimney came from
sudden gusts of wind and rain , made
gloomy scenes within.
"Bo yo Missus Slzemorc ? " the flguro
bluntly paid. The crone replied :
"Who bo ye , gal , en whar's yo from ? Ye'll
tek yer death er cold. "
"Whar's BIU thet use ter live down thar
cr'bout er year 'er go ? " A wave of the
hand down the turbulent stream , -where her
heart was wont to go. Bill caught the low
and mellow tones that used to hold him once
(
before , and started up from where he cat
with Theodocla. It was Sally coming back
from the garden of the world from a land
of milk and honey.
"I hev cum ter sit ye , BUI , and marry ye.
I 'low'd ez how ye loved me like yer wunst
did 'fore pap Bold out his Ian' . "
Bill led her to the firelight and looked her
up and down.
"Does yer mean hit , Sal en wha's yer pap
whar's Uncle Blir' "
"In course I mean hit. Bill. Pao died er
week < ? r go. "
Silently Thcodooln went out Into the
utorm and night. None saw her go back to
Bowcn's creek.
A eiiiii.vr.MA.s I.UTTKU.
Spirit Mnnlfrnteil liy n Firm
of Shop Merclinntft.
Wo subjoin , with much pleasure , says
Hide and Leather , a copy of a letter from a
large wholesale shoe house to tie employes ,
who found It in their pay envelopes on
ChrUimas eve.
Wo wish this letter could be read by every
merchant and manufacturer throughout the
world.
It Is the kind of greeting and practical
demonstration of good will toward employes ,
which , If generously followed , would go far
toward allaying unrest and murmurlngi
among the employed , thus bringing us
nearer the time when Justice and liberality
In the world of commerce and Industry shall
replace tyranny and avarice :
"Our business for the last year has been
fairly satisfactory.
"Wo feel disposed to share , In a measure ,
with our employes , and wo herewith en
close a check for - , which Is 10 per
cent of jour salary for the year 1S9S. This
we have done to oil of our store employes
who have been wlthO us for one year or
more.
"Wo want your help and co-operation to
make .this business still inoro ot a suc
cess in 1S99 than It was in 1S9S.
"When sixty Intelligent people are com
bined In their efforts toward one end , BUC-
cess is sure to follow , and wo want each
one to do his utmost to make this busi
ness a success and show a big Increase In
1899 , and to save every dollar ho can to
the house.
"Tho united efforts of all will perform
wonders In Improving our service and re
ducing loss to the house through careless
ness or In other ways.
"It Is to this end that we make this
division of the profits , aswo want every
person to feel that he Is Just ns much interested
{
terested in the success of the house as wo
are , and also that the amount of his
salary Is contingent upon the success ot the
business.
"In this connection there is a rule which
we think should npply all errors which
occur through the carelessness or Inattention
Ct
tion of any employe bo charged to the
person 1 making the error , and all absences
bo deducted from salaries.
"Wo shall bo pleased to have you remain
with us another year , salary the same ns
In the past. Kindly glvo us your reply
to this In writing at once.
"Wo would also ask you to filvo us in
writing at as early a date as possible the
suggestions that may occur to you In re
gard to an Improvement of the service
and a possible saving of cost In running
your department. Yours truly , .
"P. S. Wo learn that employes In many
houses now have combined , and have among
themselves an Insurance against sickness or
accidents. Wo would suggest that it would
be a very wise thing for our employes to
do this , and hope you will confer together
In regard to It. "
RELICS OF TUB HBVOLUTIOX.
FninunH Chnlii Onee Strotclicil Acro.su
( be IliulNOii Hlvr. .
Former Mayor Hewitt of New York has
just bought eighteen links ot that famous
old chain ouco stretched across the Hudson
at i West Point by our American revolution
ary i forces , blockading the river against the
British ships. As each link of this historic
chain < weighs 300 pounds , it Is no child's
play 1 to properly display It to customers In
the old curiosity shop where sample links
ot the Iron monster are exhibited.
There are tens of thousands of New York
ers , extensively "traveled" and well , read ,
who never heard of the store where Mr.
Hewitt has spent months , it is said , closing
his final negotiations for a section of that
chain. The place is not only a unique his
torlcal Junk shop , says the New York Herald ,
but the merchant at the head of It bears
the astonishing name of "Westminster
Abbey. "
Mr. Abbey said recently that a portion of
the original West Point chain used In the
revolutionary war had been In a heap of
scrap Iron at the Brooklyn navy yard for
half a century , when one day the pile ot
junk was put up at auction and knocked
down to him as purchaser. In carting oft
the scraps ho was staggered to find the old
chain of 103 links , each weighing 300 pound
and nearly four feet long. It took three men
and a windlass to put one aboard a truck ,
after two men had broken saws and drills
and spent hours In cutting It loose from the
chain. It cost $5 a link to cut the chain , h
said , which , added to the price , $15 , made
the total cost ? 20 per link.
Former Mayor Hewitt Is to display his
eighteen links on his lawn at his Greenwood
lake country seat , In Now Jersey.
Mr. Westminster Abbey said that the
metal , sliver steel , In the chain was ths
softest , toughest , yet the hardest Iron known
It took his men a whole day to cover ono
of the links the Iron being only three ana
one-half Inches In diameter. He called li
as ductile as copper and as hard as platinum
The particulars of this chain are inter
esting. According to the revolutionary ex
perts of Front street the Americans tried
their 'prentice hand on four of thcso chains
as a mean * of keeping the British from
sailing up the river , laying waste the coun
try above and shipping troops and supplies
to the interior , where they proposed to ex.
tend their war operations. The big chain
was the only effectual barrier Jn the way o
the enemy's navigation. It was stretchet
across the Hudson at the narrowest plact >
just below West Point. It was fixed to huga
rocks on each shore and under the cover o
batteries on both sides of the river.
"It Is buoyed up , " wrote Dr. Thatcher In
17SO , "by very large floating logs , about six
teen feet long , pointed at the ends to lessen
their opposition to the force of the curren
at flood and ebb tide. The logs are plaeei
at short distances from each other , thi
chain carried over them and made fas
to each by staples. There ore also a nura
her of anchors dropped at proper distances
with cables made fast to the chain to givi
It greater stability. "
Leasing chronicles in his history that thi
great ch-alu was 450 yards In length nearl ;
a third of a mile and It , with the fortlflca
tlons , made West Point the strongca
military post In the country.
The chain was manufactured by Pete
Townsend of Chester , at the Sterling Ire
works , In Orange county , about twenty
five miles back from West Point. The gen
eral superintendent of the works , as en
glneer , was Captain Thomas Machln , wh
afterward assisted In engineering opera
tlons nt Yorktown , when Cornwallla
captured.
It was completed about the middle of
April , 1778 , and on May 1 It was stretched
across the river and anchored.
When Benedict Arnold was arranging to
betray West Point to tbo British this chain
became the object ot his especial attention.
Only a few days before his treason was
discovered ho wrote in a disguised hand to
Andre that ho had weakened the obstruc
tions in the river by ordering the removal
of a link from the chain to a forge under
the prctenco that It needed repairing. Ho
added that the link would not be returned
to Its place before the forts would be in the
bands of the enemy.
Here Is the narrative of the chain forg
ing : Colonel Timothy Pickering , with Cap
tain Machln , mot ot Mr. Townsend's house
late on a Saturday night In March , 1778 , to
engage him to make the chain. Former
chains being too flimsy , had been destroyed
by the British fleet. Mr. Townsend readily
azrecd io construct the chain : uud in a
violcrt snow storm , amid the darkness of
that wild March night , they set out for the
Sterling Iron works. At daylight on Sunday
morning the forpea were In operation. New
England teamsters carried the links as fast
ns thuy were forged to West Point , and In
the ppacp of six weeks the chain was com
pleted. The links were welded In sections
eight links to a division each rectlon bclns
about thirty feet long and weighing 2,500
pounds , These sMtlons were fastened to
gether nt Wr.it Point by clevises and
swivel * . In this Ingenious way the monster
chain was easily handled. Its total weight
was ISO tons 360,000 pounds ,
KMU.ISII AT 'OM15.
Chunk of ( lie Ilcnl Mm IT Voticliril fur
lij- -\Vi-NtniliiNUT llnilicrt ,
"Wotcher. 'Ilia ? "
"Wotchcr , BUI ? "
"Had y' dinner ? "
"Got It In me pocket a sanRwltch. I'll
eat It as we goes along. 'Ad yoilrn ? "
"Ar ! Mutton pie an' corfy ; rcg'ler treat. "
"You'ro a bloated nitllyonalro. Mutton
pie ? S'elp mo ! "
"Wish I'd twenty-five bob a week , PO'R
wo c'd get innrrlcd , eh ? You sh'il hev cut
from the Jlnt nu' two vegs , blowed If you
shouldn't. "
"It'll como orf yet. Keep y'r cart up.
Wot'a the Jaunt today stroll dahn Fleet
street ? "
"Nah. There's a orgln recital In one o'
these 'ero Oawdforsaken churches like old
tombs. There's Mgh pews , so's I kin squeeze
y'r 'and or sneak mo arm rnlind y'r tiny
wnlfit. "
" ' "
"O'aht !
"Up In the gal'ry , 'Kla , where the old gal
with the dusters don't see us. "
"Ain't these quiet old stairs ? 'Ere. git
way , g'way , g'way ; you've squozo mo In
'arf a'most. "
"Well , \\l\y don't they pervldo places for
respectable people llko us to court in ? If
I uns Lord Marc one , two , free , four. "
"You kiss so Jolly loud. G'liat , y' fool ,
'ore's the old gal comln' ; slope Into a pew.
Nnh , Took solemn. "
I'on't 'o grind the ornln proper' It mu *
take n bloomln' MR "audio. "
"Ar , Olv mo ft motif orpin , nny day , for
fus'-clarsa munle ! you sh'd 'ear our young
Joe , 'oil V does 'Furver's got 'em. ' It Rives
you the fair knock to V.ir him. "
"Tlmo's up. Mug' pit back t'th' shop , or
the guvnor'll gUet mo knoU. "
"Ah. An' I've a pile o' fashionable MM
to get done for a West Knd 'OUM > bo 6
o'clok. So-long. "
"So-loiiR. old gnl. Dinner time nln't Inns ,
Is It ? Walt till we've got our little top floor
front , eh ? "
"Wcl. you slog In an' git that there rice ,
an' then "
"The banns goct up. Jus' one more under
the rllowny arch. "
"Good old Bill ! "
"Good old Mlla ! "
La Grippe Is again epidemic. Every pro-
rautlon should be taken to avoid It. Ita
specific euro Is Ono Minute Cough Cure. The
beit remedy for all nge.i : cures coughs , colds
nnd all lung troubles. Pleasant to the tasto.
Clouil or .Mint.
Detroit Journal : The Mad Mullah was pro
posing milclde. today.
"Why Phould 1 ll\e ? " mused he , bitterly.
"I can't bo a war cloud much loiiRor ! "
"Hut If you wcro dead , you never would b
oven mist , " urged the tlattcrcr-in-chlef.
( visulstlcally , for ho didn't like the MM. of
IwlnK thrown out of employment Just at the
beginning uf winter.
Now this opened up the question of the f
corporeality of the Immortal residue of spon
taneous elemental resolution , which wawi'l
particularly germane to the African situa
tion.
Dynninlle ( Her AHoriu-y'n Door ,
HED LAKH FALLS. Minn. , Jan. 4. Th
llfo of County Attorney Van B. Brown was
attempted today. A dynamite bomb was
placed over his ofllco door nnd fell -when
Brown entered , exploding with terrific force.
Brown was knocked senseless.
'USE THE MEANS AND HEAVEN WILL
GIVE YOU THE BLESSING. " NEVER
NEGLECT A USEFUL ARTICLE LIKE
SAPOLIO
> K WINE OF CARPUIX
& \P f " ' ' * * ih : * 1 . . 1 %
MISTAKE.
ROBINSONVILLE , MISS. , NOV. Z
By the use of Wine of Cardut I
am now In better health than at any
time since I became a women. I
was in bad shape for a long time ,
being worse after marriage. Could
not do anything but lay around.
I am now in food health and can
do my housework without trouble.
MRS. P. JONES.
The saddest mistake In a woman's life is to marry when
her health is undermined by my disease peculiar to her sex.
The trouble will grow worse. There will be more clouds than
sunshine more suffering , pain and distress than was ever InV
jintd. Female troubles are easily cured in the beginning. If
i girl's mother will give her Wine of Cardul before she crows
over to womanhood , the passage will not be a serious journey.
She will emerge beautiful and healthy , fully fitted to take up
the duties of wifehood and motherhood. She will be saved
untold misery and pain. There Is comfort In the knowledge ,
however , that when a woman finds herself weak , nervous. Irrita
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Cardui will put her on her feet again. It will make her a truly
new woman. Her old self will
LADIES' ADVISORY DEPARTMENT. be a thing of the past , and in
VOT sdrlco la , CMOS requiring . gpe . * her restored health she will
clal direction
! ciareti.ciTlii uajmp.
total. Larliti' udvtiorv .Department , bless over and over again
The Cmtti > no c ftleUlElQeCo.
CbaltaDOOga , Tcnn. this grand medicine that
makes women well all over.
Large Bottles for $1.00 at Druggists.
%
All summer
&
they sold
for
twenty-five
cents.
They won't
last long.
Get them
now.
Forty-eight
views ,
(5x7 ( inches )
of the
Exposition.
At the Business Office of
The Omaha Bee
N. B. By mail Scents extra for postage