The Butler Weekly Times Newspaper, February 9, 1887, Page 1

The Butler Weekly Times. BUTLER, eee AN UNLUCKY MAN. kabie Personal Experience of @ Famou Engineer. Brunel, the celebrated en- y , who built the Great Eastern, , Geii the comparatively early age of | gf itis oven matter of surprise that he so long. had more perilous from violent death than fall to oe Loot most men. the outset of his carver, when act- Jog o0 sovistant-engincer to his father, fo weking the Thames Tunnel, he bud qvo narrow escapes from drowning by (eeriver suddenly bursting in upon the , Some time after, when inspect- BE iogihe shafts of the railway tunnel un- ) Qe Box Hill, he was one day riding a i pony at a rapid rate down the Ag the animal stumbled and fell, the engineer on his head with ce; be was taken up for : bat eventually recovered When the Great Western line was feisbed and at work ,he used frequent- i to ride upon the engine with the F Wee and occasionally he drove it him- git One day, when passing through {he Box Tunnel upon the engine at con- speed, Brunel thought he dis- ered between him and the light some manding on the same line ot along which his engine was trav- He instantly turned on the full | gemand dashed at the object, which was driven into « thousand pieces. Ib alterwards turned out to be a con- “trector’s truck, which bad broken loose fom a ballast-train on its way through fhe tunnel. Another narrow escape “phicb be had was on board the Great Wenern steamship, where he fell down batchw: hold and was near- killed, Butthe most extraordinary accident | which befell him was that which oc- | garred while one day playing with his BB @fidren. Like his father, Sir Isambard, BD be was fond of astonishing them with “meight-of-hand tricks, in which he dis- s pedegpegeirmed dexterity, and the ‘eecasion ay into Wy heat which he pro; to them on this was passing of a hulf-sovereign his mouth out of his ear. Un- 4 pad he ; sotowel the coin, : into bis windpi = socident occurred Aphis, 1643, tad it was followed by frequent fits of : and occasional uneasiness in & side of the chest, but so slight Was the disturbance of breathi: at was for same time doubted whether fe coin had really fallen into the wind- : Alter the lapse of fifteen days Sir |B Brodie met Mr. Key in consultation, 4ad they concurred in the opjoion that | rn ih the half-sovereign was : ut the ; bottom of the right bronchus. ; The day after, Mr, Brunel placed him- } wif in a prone position on his face upon fome chairs, and, bending his head and teck downwards, he distinctly felt the @in drop towards the glottis. A violent Gough ensued, and on ry the E @ect posture he felt as if the object jin moved downwards into the ehest. ‘was an engineering difficulty # the like of which Mr. Brunel had never ‘before encountered. The mischief was . @ mechanical; a foreign body had - 7 into his breathing apparatus, and | must be removed, if it all, by some me- éhanical expedient. Mr. Brunei was, um however, equal to the ovcasion. He had apa tus constructed consisting ot > aplatform which moved upon a hinge inthe centre. Upon this he had him- | tell strapped, and his body was then in- ' Yened, in order that the coin might }downward by its own weight, and 60 expelled. At the first experiment the coin again ‘ towards the glottis, but it Caused hes an canine fit of convul- Coughing and appearance of chok- ee danger was petehended, and experiment was discontinued. ‘Iwo days later, the 25th, the operation of tracheotomy was performed by Sir Ben- — Brodie, assisted by Mr. Key, with intention of extracting the com by forceps, if possible. Two attempts to do #9 were made without success. The introduction of the forceps into the windpipe on the ‘second oc-asion F; of life. The incision in the Naturalists and Litteratt. | * There was a time—ani that not sc | very long ago—when a man of letters | wasentireiy unlikely to be a man of science, and men of science were scarce ly more likely to have much facility with their pens. It was said of Scott, indeed, that he was the first Engiish novelist to lead his readers out of doors. However that may be. he certainly did | take them out of doors, and right glori- ously, in both his prose and his poetry Nor can that man be called other than unhappy who does not still enjoy read- ing of all those knights and merry men under the greenwood tree; who does not like to hear the “hark and whoop and wild halloo” in ‘Ihe Lady of the Lake,” or go joyously into the hunting tield with Di Vernon; who does not, in “Rob Roy,” gladly accompany the great novelist who made the Hiyhlands a Mevea with his striking tales of war and adventure. But Scott's readers look to him for action, for romantic scenery. for air and exercise, and do not expec! any minute observation of aature, ar Audubon and Buffun understood it—as we have been made to understand it by Thoreau, Mr. Burroughs, Mr. ‘Torrey, and Miss Thomas, whose ‘Round Year” has just set us to thinking of this sub- O} Brignai! banks are wild and fair, And Greta wouds are green, And you may gutuer garlnnds there Would grace # summer queen. But you may ask in vain what flowert went to make tnese garlands which were neeegane on Brignall banks and in Sreta woods, just as one is inclined tc doubt whether Shelley knew where his skylark had its nest, ,and to sus; Burns of not knowing any too much of the natural history of the field mouse, in spite of the genius-born words in which he describes the cowerin’ beastie. The natural historians, on the other hand, used never to be expected to show literary skill, and the greater number of them—even several of the most fa- mous—one would not think of reading except for information. Buffon, to be sure, has a style, but it is usually so out of keeping with his subject that his readers are sometimes tempted to wish that, like most of the older naturalists, he had none. It has been reserved for an American echool—Atlantic, ns it might be called —to show what minute observation and good writing can accomplish between them. In saying this we do not forget one or two English novelists who have come close to nature in some of her visible forms. Kingsley and his Devon- shire coast can not soon be forgotten, but he again, as well as Mr. Black, is chiefly concerned with what may be broadly described ns scenery. As for Thomas Hardy—wonderful and beauti- ful as are many of his descriptions—his treatment of nature is so subjective. so much of his own personality euters even into a picture of a hedgerow, that he scarcely counts in our discussion. It is, then, toan American school that we must look for a real union of jiterature and natural history. Mr. Burroughs, Miss ‘Thomas, Mr. ‘lorrey—the list is by no means exclusive—not only knows “a bank whereon the wild thyme grows,” but they know also all that is to be learned about the wild thyme itself. In other words. the woods ani the fields and the streams are as much within their ken ns the poets’. Mr. Burroughs —Mrs. Oliphant says that American women abroad speak of him proudly as “dear John Burroughs” —Mr. Burroughs neglects no smallest detail in his ac- counts of birds and wild flowers, but he likewise has an eye for whatever is grand in nature, and an ear for the greatest pocts. Miss Thomas, too, is capable —and shows that she is capable —of observation, xs well as that of old White, of Silborne, when he was watch- ing for the venerable tortoise to come out of his hole. Her vigilance is so keen that the slightest changes in the anemone when the wind blows over it do not escape her; also is hand aad glove with the poets— hot only with those who are familiarly quoted, but such as Elizabethan Davis, “whose verse,” she aflirm, “has a touch botn of the savant-and transcendental ist.” —Boston Post. . Fagging at Eton. | Millet’s cottage, but there were other less agreeable visitors. Tie grand peo- | ple of the court, who sometimes came to the studio after hunting pariies at Fon- tainebleau, were coldiy received, for they did not understand the artist They thought thatin his pictures of peasants hard at work in the fields be was trying to show how miserable the common people were under the Empire of Napoleon LIL Millet’s paintings. He always looked upon peasants as the happiest people in the world, since they were ‘doing God's work," and living out-of-doors among bexutiful scenery; and he tried to rep- Tesent them so. But, of course, with their digging and other heavy work. “They «an not be the figures of Wat- teau,” Millet used to say. him so entirely, M:lict avoided seeing them when he could; but once he was cauzht. One-day an open carriage drove to the door, bringing four court ladies who wished to sev the studio. As it happened, Millet himself, in his sabots and blouse, answered the bell. “No. one of the ladies. and he explained that M. Millet was a very peculiar man, who would be angry if the studio were shown. ladies insisted and entered the yard, he said that be would admit them if they promise to tell noone of their visit. half the things in the studio, and, on leaving, put » gold piece into Millet’s hand, taking him for a servant. After- | gets ward, when he was publicly with the rank of Chevalier of the Legion of Honor, one of-these ladies recognized Hitchcock, in St. Nicholas. will always appear detective the other day, ‘while a hard- ened criminal, under the most criminat- ing circumstances, will seem the per- sonification of virtuous innocence. 1 remember s singular circumstance that occurred at the Smithsonian Lustitute there some years ago. In one of the coin cases there was a rare old Roman coin, supposed to be the only one in ex- directing the curator to let him take the coin out of the case to examine it. It The curator apocossn'e, the case to yet Miss Thomas | comparing the two. Millet and the F. The Mining Prospector. “The qucerest thing im the whole mining business to me,” said a bright- eved and talkative passenger from the West, tamed Eastman, “is the pros- pector. I should think some good writer ¢ould take up the prospector and make a hero of him, or put him ina j Play asthe central figure. The typical | prospector is certainly a study. He comes into town all excited; he flies so high be can hardly touch the ground | with hafeet. His face is radiant, and he can bardly abstain from talking with everyote he meets. Finally he picks out @ weil-to-do citizen, takes him aside | | and whispers in his ear: «Eve struck ber. Strack her rich this time Got her sure. A big lead; sure fortune. All 1 want is a chance to ; show het up. Say, grub-stuke me and Til give you balf. It’s a fortune for both ofts, and no mistake.’ “Prowably this citizen doesn’t put up the grupstake. He bas heard the same story lefore. But somebody does—a grub-stike, you know, is an ouifit for working a mining claim, consisting chiefly of food to keep the prospector going while at work digging—and away he goes, hopping and skipping, into tke mountains. = 8 oe aca he returns. His plum aan; tween his legs, as it nook: Vie jouks sheepish and ‘shame- faced. He sneaks around the camp a few hars and finally musters up enough courag to go to his backer and report the fature of the claim. “Ini few weeks or months the same perforsance is gone through with again, in he is just as confident as he wai before, just as radiant, quite as sure tlt he has ‘struck her—struck her at lastand big at that, by gosh.’ He atther grub-ajake, and fairly flies with vings into the mountains. A few more gonths and he is back again, just as shapefaced as he was the other time, Children were always welcomed in But there was no political purpose in Since the court peopie misunderstood “Is M. Millet in?” asked a visitor. Millet stepped outside and then said, “Can we see his studio?” inquired “No,” said the unrecognized artist; But as the entered, looked everywhere, upset honored him. Millet simply-said: quite f crestfallen. In this way he “Years ago your gold piece would | £008 after year. Why, I know have been a God-send to me.”—Ripicy | tem 0 this sort who have been engaged in thit way for ten or twelve years. Twe @ three times a year they are rich and esmany times . Hope seems eaey springing from their breasts. They ae no less confident when they think tley have struck a rich thing than abey wer as tenderfeet—no less radiant or ext! nt in their promises. Most men world, after six or eight years of thie of thing, lose a litle of their buoyan@, at least tonethemselves down a little. | But not so with the prospector. He goeson and on, bunting for grub- atakes, BF teapes fortunes in his wind and lodng them, in fact, until death comes © his relief.”—Chicago Herald. Accusing an Honest Man. “An innocent man wrongly ‘accused jity,” said an old in Washington when I was doing duty istence. Onedasy a gentleman came with a written order from a high official | Sena@r Frye's Grip on Figures. Senater Frye has s prodigious grasp on figues. “Anybody who has heard him mde n speech remembers how rapidly jhe statisticsroll off his tongue withoutthe aid of memoranda of any sort. When the Senator and his wife started for Washington this winter, the zage master vave him four ordinary checks. The Senatar glanced at them hastily and put them in his pocket. When they neared Boston something led the Senator to remark to Mrs. Frye and a fiend who mt in the car with them: ‘{ think I caa tell you the num- bers of tle four checks in my pocket, al- though Ihave not losked at them since 1 started They are numbered 675, 1,019, 2,42 and 93.” On puibng the checks from his trousers pocket th» Senator found them numbes- e@ just ashe bad said. was placed in his hand and after look- ing at it to his heart’s content he re- tarned it, as we thought. to its place in the case, and turned to leave the room. lock it found that the coin was missing. He stated the fact to the gentleman, who immediately became very red and iadignant, and declared positively that he had replaced it, atthe same trying to leave the room. I intercepted him, and, being convinced from bis conduct that he had stolen the coin, I insisted upon searching him. He positively re- fused to permit this, whereupon the curator and myself, after a hard strug- le, succeeded in searching him by force, and found the coin in one of his pockets. [was about to conduct the man to jail, when the curator, who had gone to restore the coin, stopped me, returned it to the gentleman, and over- whelmed him with apolegies. ‘Tne poor man had mislaid the original coin in the case and had previously purchased at great expense a similar one, which we had found in his pocket. His visit to the institute was for the purpose of Experience vs. Inexperi-ence. Tt fs a matter of regret tha in introduc- tng Hoou’s Sarsaparilla, its proprietors are so obliige to overcame a certain dis- trust by sane people * who have unfor- tunately bought eertiless compounds mixed by pereorg ignomnt ot pharmacy. Messts.C. I. Hood & Co. are reliable pharmacies of fong experience, and: they make ao claims fcr Hood's Sarsap~ arilla whitch cadhot be, substantiated by the s it proot. And we say to thase wholack confidence, read the un- solisted testimonials in tavor ot Hood's —= «# He Never Saw Anything Like It. The story of the twins is the latest. A father of twins was naturally very proud of them, and when they came to a presentable age he insisted on a friend calling to see them. The friend agreed, and named the day. The twins were “actu: rional test. We are confident i vou will aot be disappointed, but will MISSOURI, WEDNESDAY FEBRUARY, 9 1887 NO. WE ARE MAKING LOW PRICES —ON OUR— WINTER GOODS, — SUCH as— BLANKETS, FLANNELS, CLOAKS, | Boots and Shoes, RUBBER GOODS OF ALL KINDS, | CAPS, GLOVES, &C. Than the Same Quality of Goods Have Ever Been Sold in this Market, A word to the wise is sufficent. RESPEUTFULLY, J, M. McKIBBEN. ‘and vRoer, Dp” BENNETT, WHEELER & 00. ——DEALERS IN THE— Clebated Michell Fam Wagon, Cortland Steel Geari Spring Wagons and Top Bugpis, Halliday Standard “WY BI ED EEC Gee TeV eee and Iron Suction or Force Pumps. Hardware, Groceries, Wagon Wood work. Iron Steel, Nails, ac. ———— and then prove its merits by | SQUAT, Butler, Mo. Northeast corner was, however, kept by Means of a quill or tube until “hay 13 by which time Mr. Brunel's strength had ly recovered to enable ori- experiment to be — to Fagging is not easy work at Eton. | dressed in their best, put side by side Fags not onty haveto wait on their fag- | in an arm-chair, and awaited inspec masters at almost all hours, to bring | tion. them water and ta look out for Now, the friend had been lunching rooms, but they even have to cook for] rather heavily, and drinking rather them. All the boys of a house take| freely, and, consequently, his vision was their dinner together, but excepting im | not as perfect as it it to have been. two or three where a new rule | However, he went to admire the twins, has been made, every one has his break- | and was ushered into the room where fast and tea in hisown room. And for| they were. . “There,” exclaimed the these meals the poor fags are cooks and j proad father, “did you ever see any- waiters. There is even akitcben pro-| {hing to match that?” The visitor, farm known asthe Jim Keeton place, AR PEE NGO vided for their special use where t conscious of the possibility of an optical three miles north ot Virgima, on trom $11 te higher ices. boil water, brew tea, and toast brea: delusion, quietly replied. ‘Quite right; es ais "8 ai Many heartaches have there been in | it's a splendid child.”— Whitehall Be- Tuesday, February 15th, 1887, the | 4 J erican ladies stem winding gold® those little kitchens. Fancy a young- | view. , following personal property: About saheuctine ante: marensy, you go head of cattle, ranging from calves | watches from $25, @p- when be knows as little about ft as be railroads even control the religion} ° three year old, among the lot is} All silverware. clocks, jewelrA, does about Latin verses! And yet, if it along their lines. A new resident 13 steers coming 2 year old, one &c, at cost prices. mare and colt, about 200 bushels of ! is not all right, his fastidious master Ellendale, Dak., handed ina letter to corn, 5 tons of timothy hay, 3 hogs. | Sole ageat forthe Rockford and Aurora wateheo, in Gold, Silverand Filled Cases, very ceeap: one of the churches, aud was asked: and lot ot farm implements. JEWEL RY STORE, dignation of disappointed hunger and | ..pig you come by the Blank & Slank The corn and hay will be sold for &c. —-— FRANZ BERNHARDT’ Three ounce Elgin, Waltham and ‘find it a medicine of puculiar curative yalue, which can be implicitly relied up- on. | Public Sate. I will sell at public sale on the by the coin, and renting the lt used afterwards to ea: oe nt dom ae nee 6 inst his uy nt a shaper v the ‘nest cocplatte Spee J, The half-sovereign ees oe for not less It is said that some of the Western then send him off to do his work over | piijroad?” “No.” ‘Do you patronize again. But he grows hardened by de- elevator at thi ion?” grees to this “a just as he io to the company's pony ecm “That Tooser 18 a strange 4 fellow,” @id Trotter. “He called’ me an ass the ther day. I can't imagine what got into | yerse-making, and in timecan joke and “No.” “Have you signed s petition cash, the balance ot the property on 2 the f w laugh as he cooks. And if while he io freig Dog Sesk oni : ee Is headquarters tor Sne Jeweiry «Then you B letter and apply to the Baptist Churct two blocks snes and around the cor ner. Thatcburch hauls most eve thing by mole tems, while we stand ir with the railroad."— Wall Stress News Politely. “His extreme humility, . “I don’t exactly under- / Send.” “Perhaps he thinks that no ? > One but an ass would take the trouble . f be polite to him.”—Pitisburg Dis- 7 months time with two approved | watches, Clocks, Solid Silver and Plated Ware, securities, note to bear no interest it Spectacles of all kinds and as ages; aie es ue Glasses. You : i are cordially invited to visit his establishment and examine pad cam — af not to bear ro per | his splendid display of beau‘itul goods and the low prices, cent. trom date. ' : ALL KINDS OF ENGRAVING NEATLY EXECUTED~ talks he forgets his toast and lets it burn, what matter? With a iittle ex- ience he learns to scrape off the lack with a knife.—Elizabeta Robins 1 t : fellow. I have always treated him Pennell, in St. Nicholas. JoeL STANFILL.