Evening Star Newspaper, August 15, 1891, Page 10

10 THE EVENING STAR: WASHINGTON, D.C. SATURDAY, THE INDIAN POLICE. How They Are Organized and What Are Their Duties. FAITHFUL AND DILIGENT. ‘They Compare Very Favorably in Discipline and Efficiency With Their Blue Coated Brethren in the East—Some Incidents in Re- gard te the Development of the System. Btall Correepontence of The Evening Star. Mizzs Crzy, Moxr., August 7, 1891. ARK BLUE COAT, DOTTED WITH SYS- ‘ternatically arranged buttons, every but- ton filling its appropriate hole, trousers of » lighter blue, adorned with a black strive down polished shoes. In these cov- who looks clean as a carefully around bis necka spotless white handkerchief; put over his elosely-cropped jet black haira cap such a our fire department employes wear when off duty; pin on his left breast alarge and authoritative stor that glitters like diamond in the sun- shine, and there you haves Rosebud agency policeman. : Did you ever see an Indian policeman? Not ne of the club-twirling variety so common in Wanbington and other centers of civilization, Dut a real, earnest, out-for-business officer Who hasn't any time in which to captivate foolish females and who never growls at extra duty; {ite thaa Ar, Rebent O; Pagh novos: lived, bat lice Pe never other duties leave him no leisure ing the men up to the Rosebud and the esprit du cot milit bis man for works therefrom. It must be remembered £ chief of police ways a ‘om- oe shoulders the police, business additional and unremunerative Rosebud were so anxious to improve their own ap; each for their new cay and 1 eac! for the bright and uniform official stars they wear. That was a great deal for them to do of their own motion, as will appear w dis cuss the question of compensation. ‘THE POLICE AT PINE RIDGE. At Pine Ridge agency twenty policemen are continually on duty; the other forty are dis- tributed all over the populated portions of the reservation. Maj. George Sword, than whom there is no better man in the Ogalalla the commander, under Mr. that both of them would be deii the Indian office take Prior to July 1 9 thirty-five policemen all told; it has nearl: twice as many now, but an increase is still necessary. Two descriptions of increase should be made.. The number of policemen ought to be greater and the imitation salaries ‘them should be succeeded by fair remuncration. Ten dollare a month for privates and @15 for officers is but scant return for the services demanded and rendered, yet those aro the offi- cial figures. Not one of’ these mon but needs touse a hi but the government neither provides the animal nor allows forage for it when the Indian (as he invariably must) uses his own pony. Ten dollars a month for ® man anda horse ought to be regarded as fer from an extravagant expenditure on the part of the United Staces. ‘Who is as cleanly in his personal appearance 4s Tol Moore ou fanuguration day and almost ax now anything of the theory or practice of ““boodling.” ‘Never gazed on one of these? Well. take a trip to Rosebud agency and be astonished. ‘THE POLICE ORGANIZATION. on at Rosebud bears close re- ordinary efvilized force, the prominent features being a chief, a captain, two lientenants and numerous sergeants. In all thore are fifty-four men, and the duties they have to perform would upset the equanimity of ‘the most angelic white policeman that ever did Gaty at the juncfion of 7th street and Pennsyl- vania avende on aSatarday morning. Eighteen men aro on duty at the agency at one time; the Femainder are scattered all over the reserv: i yes on the various camps inthe conduct of the various camp schools, Their helpfulness in the lat- ter regard con hardly be mated; without their active interest every school would be empty and every teacher un- employed. The conversions of some of these men is remarkable. Yesterday they were Dianket wearers and savage, dificult to con- frol and often in serious trouble; today they are in perfect harmony with the description Bave given, and none of the old law-abiding ele- ‘ment can he half so vigilant in defeating crimi- tal intention aa these iately-turbulent. FIRST LIEUTENANT (nosEBTD). ‘Twice @ day, and for an hour each time, do the agency police march out to the smooth rade groand alougside the station for dril ‘Their foot movements are surprisingly rate. and they put up ® manual of arms that would shame more than one militia company I know of, although they have to use the most complete!y-wrecked lot of guns that ever bur- dened a property return. ‘There is no chatter- ing or giggling in the ranks—nothing but the closest kind of attention to the instructor and ands. Twice a month the entire force 3 at the agency for combined drill, and euvers are worth traveling miles to see. capt. Good Shield isa busy man on thexe oc- casions, but he has to depend agreat deal upon the chief of Mr. Helser, who was for several years in the army, but who is now an agency employe. CONDITIONS OF ENLISTMENT. When an Indian enlists in the Rosebud force he docs so for one year and with the definite understanding that resignation or discharge until the end of that period is out of the ques- tic S Shoult he misbehave or dis; 3 ination he is punished by being mpelled to do the dirty work around polic Beadquarters, but the necessity for such pun- fsbment never comes oftexer than ®nco or twice « year. ‘of two cases of misconduct ina crowd of fi be considered a good record even in Washing- ton. ‘The trial borrd would speedily strike a | etrate Agent | Wright's never-ceaving interost in bis police is | resp ie for much of this etficiency and good conduct. CMTE OF POLICE (verse AGENCY). The Pine Ridge police have had to get along with leas help and watchful care than their brethren at Rosebud; necessarily so to « very considerable extent. For efliciency they com- ¢ fnvorably with any force in the country, Rae there apparent discipline is much more lax and their persoual appearance is several per cent below ‘They are fine-looking fellows | asarule, but (to usa Milesianism) un forms lack unformity: most of their slouch hats are antique, and the biack and gold cords that ought to surround the more or les dilapi- dated headgear are frequontly missing. In most instances the clothing is far from cleanly and the diversity of opinion.as to foot coverings ead neck wear is very markt ¥ adverse cir- cumstances bave combined to bring about this condition of affairs. The force suffered seri- ously when Agent Royer failed to support it when it was endeavoring last winter to execute = AN INDIAN CAMP. Then the risks these men take should be con- | },, sidered. The history of the Indian police ser- vice is filled with instances that had in them much of peril for the officers. Major Sword’s earthly career has escaped foreclosure several times, when all the betting would have been against such @ fortunate conclusion. Four years ago Wild Hog, » vigorously vicious northern Cheyenne, undertook to ran Pine Ridge agency. Wild Hog’s son was in the guard house and the old man had publicly and noisily declared his intention of releasing bim with or without the consont of the authorities. No one paid very much attention to Wild Hog’s threats, but when he started to put them into execution Mator Sword objected. Then the Cheyenne leveled bis gun at the major, and the major would have been justitied in getting out of range. He did not do it, though; he drew his revolver, in spite of the fact that the Chey- enne “drop” on him, and Wild Hog wilted. Very meekly did the Cheyenne, dis- armed, = _ the —" mB an abject was his ‘and profuse his promises tol sin'no more. We bal tried to bled! the wrong man. STOPPING & GHOST DAXCE. In Angust, 1890, the Pine Ridge policemen displayed wonderful nerve. The ghost dance was in progress down on White Clay creek. at considerable distance from the agency, and Agent Gallagher determined to stop it. An ex- i was organized, with the agent at ite ead. It was com) = ‘of Chief Clerk Comer, Interpreter P. F. Wells, Chief of Police Pugh, Lieut. Fast Horse, Lieut. Iron Crow and thirty olicemen. Those of the ghost dancers who [oe emushted ot tho sentesvens perceived the police, took up sdvantegooss Position and cov- ered the advancing column with their guns. Not one of ten-dollare-a-month-men flinched, (nor any of the others, for that mat- ter). Indeed it was most difficult to re- strain them; they wanted to open fire anyhow. Ten minutes after the police arrived they wore surrounded by at least 200 fully-armed and ex- cited warriors, but that made no diffe the police were still anxious to test the L sisting capacity of the much-vaunted ¢ shirts. The dancers, in spite of their superior numbers and more effective armament, were overawed, andon that day, anyhow, there was no dancing. TEPEES AND THEIR OCCUPANTS. When the Indians fired at the agency on the 29th of last December there would have been no answering shots had the police remained yuiescunt. Special Agent Cooper conducted Siem to position and tried to have them rotect themselves behind piles of cordwood. Tiey wouldn't do it though: they stood right n and fired away until Gen. them to cease. ‘THEY NEED RIFLES. The Indian police need rifles. Somebody is erring whon he provents the issue of such fire- arms. All the policemen have revolvers, but the revolvers as arule cut no figure when the Indian in front of it is thoroughly mad. It takes a good rifle to soothe the savage breast. Not once in a year would there be the slightest necessity for using the guns, but when the necessity does arise ft isan urgent one. The safety of the policomen themselves demands that they shull be at least as well armed as the men they have to arrest. Whon that is the case they have no trouble in capturing the de- sired malefactors; but on more occasions than one has an ofticer been compelled to sco his prisoner escape becauacd the criminal was better armed than tho representa- tive of the United States and its laws. Had the Pine Ridge police force last fall consisted of 100 well-equipped and fairiy-paid men there would have been no military campaign: no unnecessary expenditure of millions of dollars; no human fives lost. ‘The penny-wise pound- foolish policy prevailed, however, and prevails now to an extent almost as great asthen. There seems to be a decided antagonism on the part of the civil authorities to properly armin; these policemen. That sentimental seed bear pusillanimous and disastrous fruit. Some of the anti-rifle officials ought to live for awhile at a semi-hostile agency, where an out- break may occur at any time. They would speedily discover that it was ‘‘a condition and nota theory” that confronted them and their is y be born the best policemen the out in the o Brooke ordet pay should be the same as in the ari —— rivates and non-commissioned officers; ries of the captain and lieutenants should be a little more than the pay of their subordinates. Acash per diem allowance for horses should be paid (as it is to Indian scouts) and forage for the animals should be issued by the government propositions are simply honest and fair. ‘You may socontrol an Indian by police power as to make war impossible. Would not that be good policy? Why ahould the Interior Depart- Leto ‘pon the army to do. its police work whonit has within its own force the necessary mindand muscle? Why should it refuse to stand firmly behind its agents and then cry for out- side assistance, which would not have bad the Indian police been properly ? ‘A Routh Dakota settler, who is conversant ith the situation, talked of this to me in Sioux City the other day. Said he: “The Interior Departinent either support the authority first-class police his order for the arrest of a tarbulent Indian; then commenced a decadence easily visible of ite agents by equipping a Sores or th chock bi = and all jor other control of the Indians fo°the War De- partment.” & POLICEMAN'S FIDELITY. There, now, I've got myself into a discussion LITTLE JOE BRYAN. WRITTEN FOR THE EVENING STAB BY MARY A. P, STANSBURY. A GREAT RAILWAY DEPOT MAY NOT be the best school for a boy, yet poor lit- tle Joe Bryan had scarcely known any other. He could not remember when the long waiting rooms, with their tiled floors and dreary rows of stationary settees and crowds of hurrying people, were not quiteas familiar to him and more home-like than his mother's small, bare house, which be knew as little more thana place for eating and sleeping. 3 At an age when any ordinary baby might have been frightened into convulsions by the shrick of @ locomotive Joe, securely fastened in his cab, would stare for hours through the great window, undisturbed by the incessant rush and roar of arriving and departing trains. He had been only six months old when the dreadful accident happened which, at one fell stroke, mace him fatherleas and transformed him froma strong, well-developed infant to a pitiful creature, which even death refused to take. ‘The older yard men told the story even yet— how young Michael Bryan, as straight and manly a fellow as ever left his green old native island for the better chances of the new world this side of the sea, came whistling out of the round house that morning and step hastily from before an incoming locomotive, neither seeing nor hearing another rushing up the parallel track. His mates cried out to him—too late! Nobody who saw it would ever forget the look of agony which distorted his handsome face in that one horrible instant, when he recognized his doom, or the perpen- dicular ieap into the air, from which be fell back beneath the crunching wheels. In the excitement and consternation of th time no messenger had been sent in advance to prepare the poor young wife for her trouble, and she stood in the doorway with her baby crowing in ber arms when tho stout bear- ers paused at her gate with their mangled fen. She uttered » terriblo cry and fell fainting—the ebild's tender back striking the sharp edge of the door stone. “What ed that it was not killed outright!” ly but the mother. She herself always insisted that only ber constant watching over the little, flickering life kept her from going mad in the frat dreadful months of her bereavement. ‘The officers of the railway company were kind to poor Mary Bryon. They paid the ex- penses of the burial, and, after little Joe had slowly mended, employed her about the depot to scrub the floors and keep the glass and wood work bright and neat. When Joe was seven years old his mothersent him toechool. He went patiently, day after day aking no complaint, but she awoke sud- deniy one night to find him sobbing his heart out on the pillow beside her. Only by dint of Jong coaxing was able to find ont the cause of his grief. Some of the rougher boys—more thoughtless eruel let us hope—hud called him “humpy,” and asked if he carried a bag of meal on his back. + Mary finmed with the derce anger of mother- 000 ‘ou shan’t go another day!” she declared. “The rufians! 1 won't have my darlin’ put upon by the likes of them. ‘Bo Joe's schooling had come to an untimely end. Yet, meager as was his stock of book learning, the development of his mind far owih of bis stunted and de- . Everybody liked the patient little fellow, tagging manfully at his mother's heavy water buckets and running willingly at every call of the stution men. At twelve years old he had dup no small amount of in- formation, especially on ruilroud topics. He knew every locomotive on the road, under- stood the intricacies of side tra switches and cond tell the precise n. when any particular train might be expected with the ac- curacy of a time table. Yet the 7 quickness and ardor of his na- tare deepened his sense of his infirmity. glances cast upon him by stri 3 pitiful, some curious, others, alas! expressive only of annoyance or disgust, rankled like so many arrows in his heart; not one missed its mark. How wistfully his eyes foliowed boys of his own age—straight, handsome, happy—who sprang lightly up and down the steps of the coaches or threaded their way along the crowded platforms. For one day of such per- fect, untrammeled life he would have bartere. all the possible yearsbeforehim. Yet he never put his yearning into words, even to hismother. “Crooked Joe's a rum ‘un,” said one of bis rough acquaintances, “He senses his trouble well enough, but he don't let on to nobody.” ‘Mr. Crump, the telegzaph operator, was Joe's constant fefond. It was he who, at odd mo- ments, had teught the boy to read and had in- itiated him into some of the mysteries of the clicking instrument which to Joe's imaginative mind seemed some strange creature with a bid- den life of its own. Tt was growing toward dark one November afternoon. Joc-never an unwelcome visitor —snt curled in a corner of Mr. Crump's otice, waiting for his mother to finish her work. He was laboriously spelling out, by the fading light, the words upon a page of an illustrated newspaper, quite oblivious of the ticking, like that of ‘a! very Jerky ‘and rheumatic clock, which sounded in the room. Crump, too, had a paper before him, js cars were alive. Suddenly he sprany is feet, repeating aloud the message whic! that moment hed along the wire. “Engine No. 110 running wild. Clear track.” He rushed to the door, shouting the ne “Not a second to spare! She'll be down in seven minutes!" ‘The word passed like lightning. In mo- ment the yard was in wild commotion. Men flew hither and thither, yard engines steamed wildly away, the switches closing behind them. The main track was barely cleared when 110 came in sight, swaying from side to side, hor wheels threatening to leave the track at each revolution. She passed the depot like a meteor, hor bell clinging with every leap of the piston, the stoam escaping from her whistle with the continuous shrick of a demon, and thé occupanta of the cab wrapped from view in a cloud of smoke. Some hundred rods beyond the depot the track took a sharp npward’ grade, from which it descended again to strike the bridge across a narrow but deep and rocky gorge. Ben looked after the flying locomotive and then at each other with blanched faces. A miracle can't save 'em,” the wordless terror of the “They're gone! said one, votcin; rest. “If they don’t fiy the track on the up grade, they'll go down as soon as they strike the trestle. Dogan to run along the track, ‘The crowd some with a vain instinct of helpfulnces, others moved by that morbid curiosity which recks to be “in at the death.” But look! Midway the long rise the speed of the runaway engine suddenly slackens. “What does it mean? Nhe never could ‘a’ died out in that time!” shouted the old yard- man. Excitement winged their fect. When the foremost runners reached the place the smoking engine stood still in her track, quivering every steel-clad nerve, her great wheels still whizzing round and round amid a flight of red ‘s from beneath. What did it? What stopped her?” ‘The engincer, stagzeri; from the cab, with the ‘these | pointed without speaking to where a little Pale-taced, crooked-back boy had sunk down, face of tue fireman behind him, ting with exertion, beside tho track. At his feetabuge oil can lay overturned and empty. ‘Ths crowd stared, ono at another, open- mouthed. Then the truth upon them. ‘He oiled the track !” Bully for crooked Joe!” Three cheers! | Hurra! hurra! barre ‘They caught wu 1e ust el inging him from burly shoulder to shoulder, striving with each other for the honor of bearing him, find so, in irregular, tumultuous, trump! ‘they brought him back to the depot and set him down among them. “Peas tho hat, pards!” cried one. Te had been pay day and the saved engineer fireman dropp in each their month's aeen Not aban in all the th wages. rong that did not delve into pocket. There was the risp rustle of bills, the clink of gold and silver coin. “Out with’ your handkerchief, Joo? Your hands won't liold it ail! Why, young one— ‘The \dent lifted him and held him RS ‘My boy.” he said in his firm, gentle tones, “you are right. None of us can do that for you. But you ean doit for yourself. Listen mel Where is the quick brain God and the brave heart? Not in that tus — you to a chance—only a chance to work and to learn—and it will rest with you, yourself, to say whether in twenty years from now, if you are alive, if you are “Crooked Joe’ or ‘Mr. Joseph Bryan!’ ”* Ngee C—not long ago a friend said to “Court is in session. You must go with me and hear Bryan.” ‘The court room was already crowded, at our entrance, with an expectant audience. e brilliant young attorney rose to make his ae Tnoticed, with a shock of surprise, that is noble head surmounted an under-sized and misshapen body. He had spoken but five min- utes, however, when I had utterly forgotten the physical defect; in ten, I was eagerly in- terested, and thereafter, during the two hours’ speech, held spellbound’ by the marvelous elo- juence which is fast raising him to the leader- ip of his profession in his native city. “A wonderful man!” said my friend, as we walked slowly homeward. Thon he told me the story of “Crooked Joe.” ‘Written for The Evening Star. ‘The Lumberman of Maine. A Dlare of bugles startled ‘The folks of Boston town, While from the camp at Cambridge ‘The troops came marching down, ‘With Aaron Burr on norsevack, Just off a fever-bed, To follow Arnold to Quebec, A hero at their head. He pustied on by fotced marches To Canada through Maine, With scores of patriot muskets Fresh listed in his train. Among them Reuben Saitree, A Bangor lumberman, Who neither from a savage bear Nor redskin ever ran. ‘The daring Continentals Were camped about Quebec, Below the Heights of Abranam, By redcoats heid in check. ‘When with his band of Yankees Young Burr came through the rain, Beside itm stalking gallantly ‘Tae lumberman of Maine. A hope-forlorn next morning, Led by Montgomery, Advanced against the breastwo rks And stormed a battery. Amid the crash of bullets ‘The general, dying, recied, and bearing him upon his back Burr staggered from the tleid. ‘The British pressed them closely ‘With ball and boyonet, And iittie Burr, exhausted, ‘Might lose his leader y ‘When ‘mong the C A man of giantsize Caught both up in his brawny arms And saved the precious prize. Old Rube Saitree of Bangor, The foremost in the fray, Enwreathed himself with glory Upon that fatal day. ‘Throughout the ranks so shattered Uprose once and again Cheers from the boys in biue and bat For the lumberiman of Maine. —DAViID GRAHAM ADEB. Yarrow Farm, Laurel, Mi., Augast 12, i891. ntals TEMPLES AND TERRACES. The Great National Gallery as Palnned by Mr. Franklin W. Smith, Mr. Franklin W. Smith of Boston, whose proposition for a great national galiery of his- tory and art in this city was made public some time ago, has just issued a design and pros- pectus in the form ofa handsomely illustrated volume explaining in more detail the plans of his great scheme. He calls his paper “an imag- inative consummation of what modern philoso- phy would name a mental evolution. Tis sub- stance is by no means an impulsive vision nor the exaggeration of a dream. Its conception and development have been through a period of forty years of considerablestudy, travel and practical experience in architectural design, modeling and construction.” ‘The iron of the work is a reproduction of the design for this great art structure which the designer terms a grand national institate of illustration. Adjoining it is also full page bird's-eye view of the city showing the site of the proposed im- provements. This includes the old obserratory grounds and the intervening space between them and the grounds south of the Executive Mansion. The plan for the great national gallery is an imposing and elaborate one. In a ‘g way it consists of cluster of buildin; ing the main Columbian temple, the alleri ‘American surrounding, and the’ historical gal- i iods and nationalitios. to the grand entrance colonnade by an artificial take, ucross which asses the forum through the Lincoln and ‘ashington arches to the steps of ascent to the temples. The contemplated length from the forum to the terrace of the temy 1,500 feet. ‘The extreme width of the galleries is 3,000 feet andthe extrema depth from the entrance to the rear of the temples ia 2,400 fe There is quite a lengthy description of the design and plan. ‘Three of tue most important provisions contemplated are galleries for illua- tration in chronological order of the events of historic periods and nationalities by paintings in series and by replica of artistic aud archieo- logical material upon ample scale; gallories, likewise, of casts and models of all architectaral orders and national etyles of statuary, inscrip- tions, bas-relicfs, &c., more systematic in ar- rangement and ‘extensive in range than any now in existence; reproductions in full size, in the courts of the respective galleries of historic nationalitics, of their remaining monuments and reproductions of temples, dwellings, tombs, &c., typical of their religioa, life, manners an art. This national gallery, it is proposed, shall surpass in architectural grandeur and extent all similar institutions, Crowning a height is represented a Parthenon, one-half greater than tho original at Athens, surrounded by ranges of temples of the same pure and stately order, all for commemoration of the discovery and history of the western hemisphere and of the United States. Upon the terrace in front is to stand a coloasal statue of Columbus. Stretch ing away at the right and left of the commem- orntive temple are to be vast colonnades for the promenade of the people. Successive ter- races support galleries and courts proportioned to theextent and importance of historic periods and races, for orderly delineation of life and art through the ages, Egyptian, Greck, Assy- rian, Persian, Roman, Byzantine, Renaissance, Arabic, Gothic, Moorish. Spanish and East Indian. A great park ouiside the walle of tho historical group should receive examples of modern dwellings of mankind, and im the courts, Mr. Smith thinks, should be reproduced struc- tures typical of the highest development in the respective styles. In this bullotin of the propaganda for the national gallery is a sumptuously illustrated alysis of the contents of foreign gullerics and museums, which the author thinks will the early reveal our national destitution as indicate the elimination desirable for a ‘stematic institution in a utilitarian age. iinashevieaianiag Some Remarks on Time. “One thing that strikes me about Washing- ton,” seid a stranger to @ Stan reporter, “is that time seems to be of little value here. I never saw a town before of any size that had no big clock in the steeples or elsewhere to in- form the, pedestrian public of the hour. In this city Ihave not been uble thus far to dis- cover any, save a couple outside jewelers’ stores in the shopping quarter. The very people on the streets promenade in leisurely way, in- stead of skurrying alongas they do in New York and Boston, or even in proverbially slow old Philadelphia. One sees an illustration of the disregard for time prevalent here in the mere laying out of the paths in the reservations. Ihavon't yet been able to dicover a way of getting to the Smithsonian Institation without going in half a dozen other direc en route, so complicated is the ser- pentine system adopted in those grounds.” eRe —what's the matter Woet aus boy with. searlet cheeks and burning eyes had clenched both small hands behind back—the wristod back with ite burden of deformity and pain. “No! no!” he oried in « shrill, high voice. safeoy doce apost once fa all sy’ life—to be at ‘once — other folks?” Retired Agriculturists, ‘From the New York Weekly. Stranger ‘Your farm bas @ prosperous look.” Farmer—“Wall, I ain't complainin'. I've worked this ere farm night an’ day fer nigh onto forty years, an’ now I've’bout made up my mind to let ‘er out on shares an’ retire from business. I've got money saved up.” Stranger—‘‘Ret eh? What will you do with yourself then?” Farmer—‘‘Same as theyall do. I'll become a ung, Seed oer Kaden the = lest one it seems so long ago. Avevst 15, 1891—SIXTEEN PAGES. RAMBLINGS, “He rambied in his walks, ‘And likewise in his talks.’ —Old Bong. ‘The ponds and fountains in the public grounds of the city are well worth a visit just now for the wealth of beautiful foliage and flowers they display. In the little basin by the roadway between the White House and the Treasury, for example, the interested observer will likely enjoy, in afew minutes looking, more of the pevuline hore of Egypt and ‘Japan than the average tourist will see in an ordinary visit to those countries. But one thing is necded to make the visitor's pleasuro in su plote. That is to have the name of each lant placed where it can bo easily scen. Fe'Gs true that the Latin or botanical name is written in small characters on some of the plant supports; but that doesn’t fill the bill. should be in plain sight end in legible and durable form, in each case, not only the botanical appellation but also the “every day name” of every plant and tree in the public grounds. Thon education would be joined to enjoyment. And at a very slight outlay of mouey and trouble, too. oe oe ® An epistolary eruption altogether dispro- portioned in sige and virulence to any interest the public has in the subject has lately broken out within the ranks of that oddly named or- ganization styling itself “The Daughters of the the at world to their internal dissensions? Im, t interests, possibly; but to an outsider the case looks like one of washing soiled linen in pub- lic,—und a very little bit of linen, at that. 0: course, everybody wishes the fair offspring of the revolution well, but if. they will take the advice of an old obsorver they will keep their disputes out of the newspapers if they wish to escape ridicule. ‘There ix nothing eo fatal as ridicule to enterprises of their sort. Dynamite is nothing alongside of it. * eK OK A little brochure which illustrates both the good tasto and enterprise of its projectors is the morocco-bound hand-book of “Glen Echo, on the Potomac,” lately issued by the Baltzley Brothers, to show the charms and possibilities of the place they have done so much to develop, and which promises to be an enduring monu- mont to their foresight and energy. 6 typo- graphic execution of the book is excellent, and the well chosen and admirably reproduced views on the river at and near Glen Echo show Leauties of scenery near our own doors that few Washingtonians have dreamed of. In this respect the little book is likely to do good work, not only for the Glen Echo and Chautauqua enterprises, but in calling the attention of Strangers to the attractive surroundings of the ty. xk e 8 Tithe was, by the way, when Washington people who wanted a book or pamphlet printed in the highest style of the typographic art were obliged to go out of town to get the work done. But that time has happily gone by. More than one of our printing nouses are now capable of turning out books that show as good. typesetting and press work as can be done anywhere. In support of this statement no better evidence is needed than the Year Book for 1891 of the Sons of the American Revolution in the District of Columbia, just turned out by Geduey & Roberts, the artistic printers on 10t! street. It is alike creditable to the organiza- tion and to the firm who produced it. Another Laer of theirs noless tasteful and attractive the August or initial number of the “Nor- wood Review,” a newly launched riodical issued in the interest of Mr. and Mra. W. D. Cabell’s well-known rwood Institute. It touches high-water mark in dainty typography and illustration. * * & * Blessed are the people who are out of town just now! Not on account of the wenther, let it be understood in the beginning. That has been all right the whole summer, now nearly gone, barring a couple of hot waves, and even then we suffered less here than most other large places. In truth and in short, let itbe said that, so far as temperaturo isto be taken into the account, it is not easy to find a more de- lightful summering place than Washington, with her wide, smooth streets and wealth of parks, shade trees, flowers and grass, all as lush and beautiful the whole season through asin the spring time. ‘The trouble in with the strects. ‘They have been, to put it mild most horrible condition for months pa: never worse than just now. Between the digging that has’ been golug on for the cable road, for gas pipes, for water connections, for sewers, for telephone sub wa: for electric light tubes, for relaying horse-car tracks, and sometimes, it would scem, through pure cussedness, there is hardly a street in town that can be used for more than 2 square or two with safety, nor & sidewalk that is in decent condition for pedes- trian uses. And then the terrors of the situa- tion thus produced are unnecessarily aggra- vated by that building regulation or want of regulation which allows: those engaged in erecting a new or repairing an old structure to occupy the whole sidewalk and half the street or more in front with all sorts of rubbish, and for an indefinite period, too, without the slightest regard for the comfort or rights of the general public. ‘These are the things—the aggressions and negligence of man, it will be observed, and not natural conditions,—that make life'a burden in Washington in the lovely summer geason of this blessed year of our Lo: * * * ® And the pity of it is that there is no finaland complete escape from these afilictions. So far as building meterial and debris go, of course there isa chance that they will ultimately be removed and that the scars they caused will be eradicated, by time, ifnot by human effort. But with reference to the breaks in the con- crete pavement, whether on street or foot- walk, the experience of the past teaches that there there inno hope. Itis trne, that after the gaps in these have remained open until half the necks in town have run the risk of being broken a feeble effort is made to close them up and to smooth over the hills and hol- lows by a thin lererer of tar and sand, or some such compound; but it is within the mournful knowledge of’ everybody in Washington that a pavement once cut into here is never, never, NEVER restored to its original condition. Why this is thus nobody seems to be able toexplain. ‘The fault is charged in some quarters to the greed of the corporations or their contractors; in others to want of ca- pacity on the part of their workmen; in othe: again, to the negligence and inefficiency. of those in authority. Probably all these causes combine to the end complained of. But in the greatest degree the officials having charge of the city thoronghfares are unquestionably to blame. They either have the power to compel the work to be done, or they haven't. If thoy have the power, they shouldexercisout, If they haven't, it is their duty to ask Con; for the requisite authority—which certainly can be for the asking. Certain it is that neither the rapaeity of corporations nor the stupidity or negligence of their employees should be per- mitted to put at peril the comfort and safety of the whole city. * kK * ‘Whether there is money enough in the whole world to buy the land intended to be in- cluded in the proposed Rock Creck Park may be regarded as an open quostion just now. To cover some of the tracts with $20 gold pioces sot on edge might possibly tempt their owners in an unguarded moment, but the spasm would undoubtedly soon pass away, and a majority would be likely to turn up their noses at such & beggarly offer, if human testimony is worth anything. But one thing is certain. The esti- mated values put upon the required ground b: Gentlemen wh ate jeatly pretamed te be ‘well posted and reliable will make easy work for ‘the new board of assessors when they come to x values for taxation on the real ontate in that vicinity. It isn’t often that such specific and authentic information is found made and at hand for use by public officials; and, with it before them, it would seem that there could be no excuse for on the part of the assessors in the way of preecilen orig a at north of the city. yway, wi park project it is understood that the men on the subject is being filed a y more than Hs ‘means to ‘most good when thousand people, with only the hotel an tronsperteticn facilities of places of that size, undertaking to house and care for a crowd numbering from two to four hundred thousand for the better partof aweek! It would have damned the town forever, for every stranger present would have been her enemy from that time until death. Th campment after the next may go to Lincoln, but that it will do so may well be doubted. If it does it is safe to say that the people of that | place and the Grand Army boys will have an | ——— they will remember as long as they ive. ———___ «e+ —- — PLANTS OF THE WATER, Some of the Beautiful Things That Can Be Grown ina Pond. 6s tes bese! GARDENING IS A NEG lected art,” said a horticulturist toa Stan reporter. “It is not uncommon to find | artificial lakes in parks and picasure grounds wholly destitute of vegetation. This seems a great pity, in view of the immense variety of | deautiful aquatic plants which can be #0 readily oultivated in any pond. Any water | surface in a landscape is rendered much more | interesting by green and flowering gréwths, and to leave such an aqueous area bare is like permitting a field to go untilled that might be easily made to bloom with loveliness. “No flower in the garden border can excel, either in beauty of form or in delicacy of fra- grance, the white water lily or surpass the ‘Nelumbium luteum,’ with ite large, cup-shaped, yellowish flowers, projected out of the water on tall stalke. The less showy blossoms of the yellow pond lily, in combination with the great Ipread of the big-leaved Nelumbium, produce an effect equal to the best efforts of the artist in that popular formation of foliage plants known’ as ‘carpet bedding.’ WATER GARDESING. “You can find in the grounds of the Depart ment of Agriculture a pond that illustrates very prettily the possibilities of water garden- ing. In addition to water lilies of different varieties many interesting species of plants have been introduced there. A while ago sev- eral of the curious horned seeds of the ‘Tropa natans’ were thrown nd duo time the — small leaves made their aj on the surface, neatly arranged in roserte form. The duck weed, thrown into a sheltered cove, speedily covered the surface with ite diminu- ve greencry. In deeper water eel grasses were planted, and in shallow recesses various other species, tropical and otherwise, spread rapidly during the summer, producing an abundance of flowers. On the little promi- nences jutting out into the luke tall, weedy planta “have been disposed, while smaller Growths fringe the margin. “A small island was formed. its surface be- ing raived abont six inches above the water level, and upon it low-growing bog plants were Put, among them tho pitcher “plant, horse tail grasses and similar species from woody swamps and wet meadows, ‘The effective arrangement of water and bog plants in gins of the lakes shoul mach a subject of artistic atudy as is the ar- rangement of trees and shrubs in park scenery. This branch of landscape decoration is wholly neglected, but it is destined to become popu- lar, and it will awaken an interest in an exten- sive class of plants that aro but litte known and that possess an individuality of form and beanty belonging to themselves, “Not the least interesting of the water plants introduced in the little lake I speak of is the Egyptian lotus, a single seed of which thrown into the water has covered a large part of the surface with the big leaves of this vegetable curiosity. People come from ail parts of Washington when the flowers are in bloom for the purpose of secing those beautiful blossome, which afford, as it were, combination in great size of the lily and the rose. Many ap- plications are made for the seeds, but the sup- ply is so small compared with’ the demand that but few of the requestscan be complied bout the mar- with. a He Was in Hart Luck. From the New York Weekiy Whiffers—*You look all worn out.” Riffers—‘“I'm most dead. Had about forty letters to write this afternoon.” “Why didn’t you dictate them?” “No typewriter.” - t's become of her?” ried her.” hy not? “Costs too much to live now.” see THE TOO-FAITHYUL boa; Uae Case Where the Clothes Did Make the Man. From Judge. 4 “FLIER” ON WALL STREET. How an Old Mining Friend Helped a Clerk to Make Money. I'VE BEEN ON WALL STREET often, but only once on business, Then Teame away much better satisfied than did my friend, Joaquin Miller, but you must acknowl- edge my backer proved a much safer friend to tie to than did his. Had I time I'd like to give you a sketch of my old friend and partner, Metz, for if ever | the Lord gave more than the average amount | of brains to any one man, he certainly did to | him. Any one nearer my idea of a real gonius, | such as I judge Edison to be, I never expect to know. | On the plains, away back in ‘45, trading with the Indians for furs, fighting now with the | Sioux against the Pawnees, now with the Paw- nees against his qnandam allies; adored by one tribe for risking his life to save their chief, though a stranger to him the day before; riding once for miles with a party of hostiles in hot pursuit and dropping from his horse into | the arms of his comrades (not, however, until they had received the warning), thongh'a poi- soned arrow had been hanging in his neck long enough to have weakened even a knight of the days of the crasaders—such were his earlier experiences while yet scarcely out of his teens. mn the foremost van of the hardy gold hunters who explored Pike's Peak—one of the ¥ery first to push on again and help develop the rich veins of the famous Comstock lode in Nevada—a few years later found him, still rest- Jess, joining a ‘small squad of twelve, to walk their mining tools packed on their backs) the 00 miles that lay between Virginia City and the newly found gold fields of idaho. There, in the summer of '66, I found him. Only one other of the twelve’ had escai either capture or death from the red devils who were contesting the steady advance of the gold seekers. He was one of the finest shots with @ re- volver—perhaps the finest—in the territory, not only because his aim was so true, but cause s0 wonderful was his nerve and #0 rapid his movement that his opponent, thongh start- ing with ever so great an advantage, always weakened first. Ihave seen him, while ona keen galop, draw his revover and, without tightening rein, knock off « ehapmunk's head as the spry little animal ran chattering along zigzag fence. 1 have met him hastening up ® trail in hot pursuit of «grizzly, with nothing but this same revolver, and I never knew him to retreat or to cull for aid wheu the huge game was overtaken. So brave was he that he actually could not fear any one or anything, and so fertile in resources that no siiuation ever found him unpre- red. A party of three entered bis cabin ate one evening with hostile intent. His revolver layin Lis bunk, near which he was sitting reading. All three ‘of them had their revolvers drawn and cocked, and cared more, I think, to cower him and make him beg than to shoot him. No one knew how it was done, but before their spokesman had finished his first oath Metz had dashed at them with his re- volver cocked. All three were shot in their Tight arms, and word was sent them the next day that they could have their revolvers when- ever they chose to call for them. Learning to use the enow-shoe as soon as the first snow bad fallen in the mountain seemingly without any practice, quickly out- sped and ontdared the boldest Norwegians (many of whom were fellow-workers in the camp), and deiighted to lead where,frequently, even they dared not to follow. When “to such traits was added a practical knowledge of mines and mining that easily placed him first, and made bis judgment the ‘y best, not only among educated companions, but also among those experts sent out by the great eastern companies at enor- mous salaries and who were often graduates of foreign mining colleges, is it any wonder that I have always held him a’ peer amoug his fellow- crafteme: Later.—After a few years’ partnership in the lumber regions of Pennsylvania, where fate and the powerful railroad corporations proved too strong for ever: his energy, and prevented our retiring from business with « plethora of iches, we drifted epart, aud when next I heard n he hed, after successful mining ventures Carolina and Georgia, sold a quarter interest for £25,000 and sailed for Europe to negotiate the balance. Jt was therefore with some astonishment and more satisfaction that I read in the papers one morning that the last and greatest sensation on Wall street was that a new and unknown leader had, during the last few days, organized ® most brilliant and successful cor:er in some leading mining stocks, and to the astonishment of the older heads and the consternation of the younger, had closed out over $2,000,000 abead. No one seemed to quite understand how it had been done, who the prime movers or orig- inators were, or who else had made mone: though it was generally believed that some for- eiga capitalists had bought very heavily and that Metz had realized very much the larger share of the profits. ‘The following day the feeling was never ab- sent from my thoughts that my former part- ner, with whom, in the mines, { had so often ounce of dust and by whose many years fought, step by step, for the success Which had come to bi was really worth two millions and was one of t. And though I real- ia dis often to ve de- pended on in adversity who proves @ broken Teed in subsequent prosperity and that the acquisition of great wealth entirely changes dispositions, I still felt that I bad some claims on Metz that time would not have wholly ob- literated nor his great riches have driven en- tirely from his memory. Drawing a check for $500, which represented all my savings, taking a day's leave from the office and offering no explanation to any one, 1 took the night express for New York, and ortly after 9 a. m. walked into M.'s office on Wail street. He was sitting in an easy chair before a cheerful grate fire, glancing over morning, papers. Piles of scientific jou some unfinished modelsand many specimens rock and quartz gave the oflice a character of its own. The ten years since we had had changed his former black curly hair to an iron gray and the lines of his face were harder and, if I may use so strong a term, more pitiless than in the days when we cooked our bacon and smoked our pipes around the camp fires in the Sierras. Iread his thoughts asI entered from the slight contraction of his brow and the some- what colder look in his eyes, but his manner was fairly cordial ashe pushed a chair toward me and motioned toa haif-tilled box of Kega- lias. Without accepting either or referring to our past relationship or his present success, I said: “Metz, here's my check for £500, which repre- sents about alll've saved during the past ten years, and if youcan make it $1,500 tor me 1 can take my Wife across the Atlantic and per- haps save Ler life. Isn't there some stock on the board that youcan bull or bear to that amount?” His countenance plainly showed that he was relieved that I had not come to him an im- unious borrower (though 1 know now that P'siould have obtained suy reasonable sum without a question) and he smiled as he an- swered, “Weil, Fred, although for the time be- ing the street gives me credit for larger knowl- edge than I possess, it docen't quite believe that Ican send stocks up and down at will, otherwise Vanderbilt and Gould iaight well look to their laurels. Still, I shail be giad enough to help you if1can, only you must promise not to come to Wall street often ex- cept asa visitor. As atour minesin California, it more frequently than otherwise costs a gold dollar to get a silver one.” While taiking he had touched the electric button, and a fine young looking fellow, keen and wide awake, bad entered the room. "Tell the porter I'm engaged for the present—not in toany one.” His manner was sharp and ab- rupt. As it was plainly evident that reminlesences need form no part of the interview, I imitated his reserve, and, seating myself at a table, wrote briefly to my brother (who was also an ped | stock was bein toward me, and im a fow moments one for $5,- 650.85 followed, with the words: “Your five hundred was buried pretty deep at one time, old feliow, but the others didn't know that ‘wes once foreman in that mine and thet the whole western lope is still untonched, and that even if I had had to buy the wh might not have proved a very bed i Oaly once before had I scen that «ome cruel, in his eyes. Then the noted horse thief and murderer, Hed Charlie of Idabo, lay a-dying and bis two hardly Joss desperate com- Panions were howling and cursing, bound by the tough lariats snatched from the pomme of our aaddles. That my wound was only through the fleshy part of my arn: was all that saved their miserable lives aim and the next in- bullet went crashing through bis . * . A heartioe hand-shake, and “Let me know when I ¢ all that followed, and 1 hw office to the ferry tw good-bye His gree ture of cordiality a vidently predominating. inquiry whether Metz wi the street be as has interc v Upon his asking me if I stood the magnitude of tho: morning 1 replied ti ticulars. He ti y Dougut to the amount of 1 one-half of the whole bad weakened and retu offere some of the tors on the street, and stendily from the nearly $50,000 from his own private ac he. fore the turn came, and then he swept all be- fore him. Some time before, the heaviest stockhld to him about the value he was negotiating. and as he had refused to do f. the clerk added, one of ha iberateiy lied, a suficiently intimate friv M.'s to kuow that be never forgot and uever forgave. TWO BTAGE-STRUCK GIRLS, The Astonishing News They Sent Home to Their Parents, Two stage-struck girls, tho Mixses Julia and Alice Bailey, have stirred up a sensation in st. Louis. On Monday morning « letter was ro- ceived in that city at the residence of Mr. Joha Jay Bailey of 6701 South 7th street announcing tho marriage of his two daughters, ‘The letter was postmarked “Greenap, IIL,” and contained no particuinrs othgr than the names of the men to whom the eloping girls had allied their fortunes. The younger daughter, Alice, had married Mr. Thomas W. Williams, the manager of the operatic company with Which she was engaged, while the choice of her sister was Mr. Harry B. Morgan, « singer in the company. The news fell like a thunderbolt upon the quiet home, and for a few hours Mr. Bailey was well-nigh frantic with rage. As soon as he regained bis composure be set about finding the runaways, and on the afternoon of the same day started on the cle om- panied by his gricf-stricken wife. Since their departure the story of the romance has come Eariy in July an opera company was organ- ized in St. Louis by an Englishman named T. W. Williams, who, it is said, went to that city well provided with referen. Among those whose services he euliste lin theenterprise were the Bailey sisters, both of whora che shed an ambition to slune as stace The girls had often been seen in local opera and amateur theatricals, Well knowing that their parents would object should they obtain any inkling of their purpose, the girls told thom that they were joizing a class which was to receive in- struction in voice culture at Williams’ bands. In order to get a goud start they also tol their parents that they would visit for several days with down-towa friends. None of their plane mircarried, and during the iatter pur: of July the company left St. Louis. A tour of the small Illinois towns had been arrauged, aud the Pomel oo can Sea, Flora and other wns were treated to an outburst of oper: melody. pears On August 5 the mai of the company, Prof. Williams, » accompanied - the wonnget daughter, Miss Alice, to the residence of a min- ister ut Flora, I, where they were married. Then the tenor, Mr. Harry B. Morgan, two days later emulated the example which Lad Locn eet, and celebrated the arrival of the troupe at ton, Ill, by taking unto himself Miss Julia as bis bride. Both of the young women are well and favor- ably known in St. Louis society circles. They have several times appeared in amateur opera at the Pickwick and at private musicales. MiB Julia is in her twenty-second year, while Mies Alice is but twenty. Mr. Bailey un- tila short time ago was actuary at the Mercat- tile Library, and previous to that service was librarian at the St. Louis Public iabrary. He ie pow employed as the uoad bookkeeper by the Moffett West Drag Company. At the Bailey Lome it was asserted that « letter had been received from the father said that he had overtaken his daughters at Greenup, Lil, aud induced them to leave their husbands and return home with him, where they areexpected on Sunday morning. so LIKE A DONNYBROOK FAIR, Three Hundred Farmers Use Fists and ‘Whips on Each Other. The south Jersey farmers, with their families and friends, 5,000 in ail, held their annual re- union at Pennsville, N. J., Thureday. The farmers came in wagons and their number was augmented by several hundred persone from Philadelphia and 100 from New Castle. When all the south Jersey farmers and their familics got together they number 20,000, Itwas expected that nealy thet number would attend yesterday, but the weather was unpropitious in the early morning, and those who would have todrive from the lower dir- tricts stayed at home. Salem, Vineland, Penn's Grove and other rival towns were largely rep- resented in the big crowd. The exercises be- gan at 9 o'clock and for three Lours beer flowed freely down the farmers’ throate. ‘The dinner hour, with its abundance of good youth bad a fight with ‘A big mob sarged around the eral fights were started. In an hi and boys were fighting alon, Delaware river on which Peunsville lies. They fought with their iste wnd Lruised euch other badly. iy. Tiring of this, the farmers armed themselves with their carriage whips, a ing the butts, wore them ont upon cach othe the hottest of the riot one of the ringleaders was knocked down und kicked in the head. He is in a ci ia doubtfal. y jured that the Peunsville p! their hands full in dressing the was impossible to get the number of those slightly injured, but twenty will cover the aum- ber. ‘Wher matters secmed to have quieted a Penusville farmer wagered $50 to «Salem farmer's gold watch for a fight toa finish. They were well underway when the crowd began to fight again. ‘The iarmers who live near the towns of southern New Jersey fought for those towns, and this probably accountefor the second tight. A New Castle farmer who was watching the fight was pursued by part of the mob. ‘They ran up the shore two miles. Ashe has never once glanced at my check, and he now yushed it over to me and wrote another for 0—the commissions, &c., all being first deducted, though they amounted to but a fow dollars. ‘Ashe looked at me with a slightly inquiring manner I folded up his check, put it awa; ~~ not returned it is rumored thut he met with