Evening Star Newspaper, February 10, 1894, Page 19

a ¥i ‘J A SHOT FROM THE S THE GREAT LARK REBELLIOK —_>—____ WRITTEN FOR THE EVENING sTAR BY NYM CRINELE. ; (Wopyrigtted. Isv4) E NEXT ing there arri the house v a dark ily w somewhat looking pe whom Hendrici MORN- i at With revolvers and carried on th @ luncheon which the servant had prepared for them. The moment they were alone Hendricks waid: “Well, you are on time. Have you suc- > in ¥ voice end stepped at intervals rub his } ncross nls 8 jet-Lluck whre jon to turn uf @ deep, hr to expeciorate, and mouth and pu! “Yes, sir; the oct is in the bayou be by the time ge With green lumber. the 16th, an underst« . ing off the coast of Flor “What men have you got? “There’s your own There’s thirty of w the men Pick up at the coast there'll be fifty in It isn’t enough.” ndricks, % those The Capt let me tell you "be men and a ligh lift ‘em afloat. The men un was acting for th t the guns. It or two di little corai stuit is on the “ET understo Bchooner. She w : S gat to be tu t F after this can be nt Narrations and coi ee days out r, caim mor on, an E: br who was on t who put paler th: argo | “A pirat eut her in t one of th i nthian had > and wa: Fage and he iow “stamped his toct }| men and terri said, “By the God of nations,” he “are we living in the days of Capt. | Kidd, or in the nineteenth century? I'd come to if were you,” said his |mate. “That fellow will ‘hull -us pres ently. We never can catch him.” | “Come to?" exclaimed the sturdy British captain. “I'll break his back. Do | You think an English steamer goes down on her marrow bones to every tramp she meet he j water at tion of the engine: sel was now racing through the an increased speed and the ac- made an audible throb. There as intense excitement among | the passengers, many of whom were call- | ing up to the captain to stop the vessel. |. He looked over the brass rail of the | bridge at them with indignant contempt. did so one man pulled a pistol and shouted: “Look here, we don’t want to be sent the bottem on account of your 2. Stop her where she ts. We 1 ourselves at close quarters, tto be sunk.” iter amazement twenty shouted: “Aye, aye, shut me horrible suspicion of the truth must have flashed upon the wretched ‘ officer's mind as he iooked down upon this | group. he hy rail a moment with i| both har then wheeled round and, fold- his arms, said to his companion on the ation of this the San | Pedro had slackened speed and was now biowing a white cloud of steam. For ten everybody on the Corinthian minu| vatched the S$ approach each other, n a they were less than a thousaad feet apart, every one could see the line of | heads along ‘he smaller vessel's taffrail. | ‘The sea was unusually calm and glassy, and preseatiy a boat manned by six men put o from the San Pedro. When the young man who represented ‘ate had reached the deck of the Cor- n he found himself facing a crow of omen in every condition of alarm He was dressed in a blue common duck trousers and anxiet, er. He jon navy luted the captain | politely and said, in a pleasant voice. “i am instructe to ask you to order your people below. We will come aiong- Side and remove your specie. No harm will | be done and no indignity offered to your crew or passenger: D—n your impudence, st retorted ‘apt. Jamison. “I've a great mind to chuck u into the sea m: . Go back and tell our buccaneer th sh captain sinks ship and cargo. He doesn’t hand v to the first cowardly rascai ue please, sir,” the young man re- 5 id be a cruel necessity to this vessel and its people to the bot- to go to his boat after making te and one of the passengers fered. to the arrangement,” going to be m ave your gold. immed other passengers ‘S$ stepped out aad ake the gold, but w tination.”* locked in the cabin, the pas- a below, and the San Pedro it took seventy-five men a half to transfer the gold 1 to the other, and a sharp vas kept for approaching steam- the task was accomplished, were ordered on deck and ro’s crew went below and 1 the mechinery of the took another hour. the pirates saw was the Jamison blowing in the at had sprung up from the north- east, as he shook his fist at them. Jlast’ words they heard were: “I'l hang every dog of you before I di from one lookout CHAPTER VII. No one knew so well Hendricks, who t in the cabin of the San Pedro, that all this was child's play to what was to come. He hed sixteen hundred miles to run. He was loaded heavily with coal, and the gold had weighted his vessel too seriously to ; think of getting anything like the speed that h desired. She was sed, and there was a stiff wind the northeast. That was in But he calculated that if one of rd-bound ocean greyhounds inthian end got her story the New York and set the nm much too soon for formed therefore, could the being inter- he was, it would be t her in the route ‘ for, in's pi ward-oonnd ship. his any to the captain, personase filled himself with Med- nd insisted that the worst part ob was t Hendricks did was to iy jon until the Corint! 1 down, when he shifted his course and went directly west. I Am Instructed, Sir, to Ask You to Send Your People Below. There w: another source of anxiety in his crew, but here his matchless cunning if-reliance stood him well in hand. could do with them if he ‘an waters, and they were anxious with himself to get off the stiff gale all the first 1 labored bedly. Fi- ptain’s advice, which coal till he wanted to show omething and take it easy un- The consec ee Was that it was struck the gulf na puff of black He had provided and managed to with a thousand » horizon. four bo: with jt 1 it St. Augustine in the hi . and with ‘of them fel thousand doliars ev- as rich as his leader. ment he had-reduced his crew he m, went down the coast and Fear well to the south. He landed a few more men in gold. He then and off for six met which with his crew and then sank pl . takin of her recognizable material carefuly concealed in fishing vessels and cov- they set out north in nd arrived off the coast about the 15th, and pro- } t weather, of Alabama on or belt he carrie? a regula- | ot was that the captain and his | And the} ey were as anxious as he to part | f southern Geor- | two stoutly built | = pains to arrange it | ceeded leisurely in the ordinary manner of fishing vessels at that season, the crew catching a large quantity of fish, which they packed in over the cargo. At Bayou Lafouche Hendricks got rid of twenty mcre men, who had directions to separate and rendezvous a month later at a point on the coast where he had taken on his ammunition, {t being understood that he was going to make for Panama with his pirogues and cargo. Instead of doing this, he went straight to New Orleans and hauled both vessels up at Algiers, where his remaining crew were 7 aboard, and for two days dis- posed of their fish. These men were evi- dently picked and retained for their re- liability and were thoroughly cognizant of the whole scheme. Hendricks managed to arrive in New Orleans as if by rail, and registered at the St. Charles as Archibald Hendricks of Ten- nessee. As he was already known by that name at the hotel and was known to be in- terested in some land improvement scheme, his subsequent operations attracted no sus- picion. His captain and all but four of the men had been sent north in different direc- tions to meet at the Laran portal and the two badly smelling pirogues that had slipped into Algiers lay among a lot of old craft in an out-of-the-way place, securely guarded by the four men. The moment Hendricks got to the hotel he was able to learn all the facts of the search. The Corinthian had been two days and a half at sea under sail before she spoke a westward-bound steamship, the Anglo-Saxon, and communicated the new: It was three days and a half before th Anglo-Saxon reached New York, and the news of the robbery preceded her from England by cable just six hours. Twelve hours elapsed after the reception of the news before the navies of England and America were looking for the San Pedro. Hendricks smiled as he saw how narrow a margin he had sailed on. Before the search was well under way he had been in the gulf, and the wreckage of the San Pedro, which he was sure would come to light, was, he thought, a fairly good chance of perplexity and delay, on the one hand, to the pursuers and a safe location of the plunder up to the moment of transfer, on the other. The betrayal of that transfer depended on the twenty-five men whom he had still in his service and upon whom he believed he could depend. Hendricks was too shrewd a man not to see that his scheme, however cunning, would only hold for a time. He knew per- fectly weil that the sailors whom he had got rid of would proceed immediately to get drunk and in their recklessness expose the plot up to a certain point. But he believed | their stories, under whatever promise of pardon or compulsion of punishment, could get no farther than the statement that the San Pedro had sailed for Panama or Immense Stalactites and Dark Reces- me | Venezuela. ‘The knowledge of the transfer | to the pirogues was locked up in his own | Immediate confederates. This fact, he rea- soned, would not prevent the ultimate dis- | covery of the real truth, but it would | delay it sufficiently for him to get safely to his subterranean retreat with his plun- der, Common piracy was not an idea that anybody could entertain. No steam vessel | could keep afloat and coaled up over a week witAout running across a cruiser. The spe- | clal conspiracy and the abandonment of | the San Pedro were therefore inevitable deductions. The purchase of the use of the San Pedro, the shipment of the men at | New Orleans, the landing of the men on the southern coast, must all sooner or later focus the search at New Orleans. But by | that time he would be out of sight. | Two facts were of special import: The | officer and boat's crew that had boarded the | Corinthian had been photographed by one |of the passengers on the steamship, but, | While this fact had been communicated to New York, the photographs had been car- ried to England. The other fact was that | the passengers all had the impression that | the vessel and crew were Spanish and had | gone eastward. Two days had not elapsed before the two pirogues, with their masts cut off, were taken in tow by a small side-wheeler aud pulled up the river. They were loaded with derricks and heavy timber. Hendricks had inserted an advertisement in the papers and it was known he was purchasing material for his improvements somewhere on the Mississippi. On the morning that the little side-wheeler went slowly up the river in plain view of New Orleans the United States cruiser Da- | kota picked up and identified some of the | upper works of the San Pedro in the gulf, and a sensational story appeared in a New | York paper, which stated that the conspir- acy to rob the English steamship had been | hatched in the United States Treasury De- | partment and that the San Pedro had trans- | ferred her cargo in the bay of Campeachy | and the treasure was now hiding at or near | the Bancas di Sisal, off Yucatan. Everything now depended on the pirogues hing the Wash bayou before the true led to New Orleans. 1k was a 700- mile journey and the vessels crawled along at a pace of only eight miles an hour. Hen- dricks himseif went direct to Memphis by | rail, and, after several days of intolerable anxiety and constant expectation of meet- ing with the news that the plunder kad been tracked to the river, he had the satisfaction of seeing his cargo from the hotel window slowly and laboriously crawling up the stream undisturbed. He got aboard the steamboat about ten miles above Memphis, and, finding Capt. Blinn aboard,he having been similarly picked up, they congratulated each other. ‘The vessels were run safely into the Wash bayou at night, unobserved, and the whole jenergy of Hendricks and his confederates | was then directed to the transportation of the specie to the western end of the Laran cave. In spite of the urgent need of haste, this was done deliberately and methodically,and the wild, deserted country favored the task. Mule teams were provided; the two journeys were made at night under guard,and in three days after the landing there were $2,900,000 In the Laran cave. Hendricks’ plans for the immediate use of some of the money are in part known. Three months before the robbery of the steamship he had, by some scheme, managed to bor- row $6,000, which he converted into gold and deposited in the First National Bank of | Memphis to be drawn against. He now went to the Second National Bank of Louisville, Ky., with the certificate of deposit and ex- pressed a desire to change the specte from one bank to another as a matter of conveni- ence. It was an ordinary business transac- tion and created no suspicion. He then, in- stead of drawing the $6,000 from Memphis, made a fresh deposit of $6,000 in Louisville. This gave him a bank capital sufficient for ordinary and immediate use in currency,and the fact that he had not withdrawn the money from one bank to put it in the other either escaped notice at the time or was not regarded as of any significance. His next move was the formation of a supposititious syndicate to purchase the jand in Tenressee for a national sani- |tarium. This project was exploited in the | Kentucky papers with great cunning. A | corporation of medical men had surveyed ‘the land and were about to purchase it and erect a magnificent hotel, and they had made Mr. Hendricks a handsome offer for it. While all this was maturing the woman | whom Laport had met as Miss Franklin | was making purchases in New York, Bos- /ton and Philadelphia and shipping goods |to Memphis and Frankfort. Her plan was |to make small purchases at widely sepa- rated stores, giving gold in payment and | getting currency in change. She must have |sent to Hendricks during a month of op- h | erations several thousand dollars in bills. CHAPTER VIII. During that month he remained at Laran, as he called the place, superintending the improvements that he had projected. He had purchased the land and fenced it with an impregnable steel fence for several | acres around each entrance to the cave. During his absence, Laport had gone over the entire place with a subordinate | who appeared to be familiar with every part of it. They had set out with lanterns, ladders and other appliances, which were loaded upon a couple of Rocky mountain burros that Laport found in the place. Through the alley or corridor that led from the rugged space at the entrance, Laport noticed that the coal measures showed themselves on both sides. The pas- sage opened into a vast room, almost cir- THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 10, 1894—-TWENTY PAGES. cular and with a vaulted roof. Its super- ficial area was ut least three acres and Laport could not resist the impression that it had been at one time an incandescent bubble that had cooled without breaking. He stood in the center and threw the light into the space above. A few stalactites gleamed faintly like stars. Nothing else in the cave so impressed him as this magnifi- cent natural rotunda. Indeed, the rest of the subterranean and openings were such as are seen in all the under- ground tracts of Kentucky and Tennessee. Vast accumulations of limestone debris; choked and narrow alleyways; -bottom- less holes; enormous stalactites and mounds of their fragments where they had fallen. Here and there streams of water flowed sluggizhly across their path and once they encountered a pond or lake about a mile in extent and at one point half a mile in width. The exploration mainly impressed Laport with the prodigious expense and the com- parative futility of constructing a narrow- gauge road on the varying and stony levels. But he saw that it could be built on iron benches against one of the walls with only two breaks that needed bridging. When Hendricks returned and had clos- eted himself with Laport in what he called the laboratory he did not find his engineer very enthusiastic. “It will cost an enor- mous sum to put a track down,” he said, “and it is for you to say that the end will warrant the extraordinary expense.” “I told you before,” said Hendricks, some- what testily, “that the purpose and expense were not part of your consideration. What will it cost?" “Well, sir, I suppose a rude but solid bracket road can be built on omé~wall for about six thousand dollars a-thile."\ “That's very nearly a hundred thousand dollars for sixteen miles. Let us say a hundred and fifty thousand. Can we put up an electric engine if it is got in here by piecemeal and make the trucks and cars if the iron work is supplied?” “Unquestionably,” replied Laport. “Then the railroad question is settled,” said Hendricks. ‘Now the lighting system. My idea is to run the furnace chimney through the roof where the crust is not over ten feet thick and carry it up at the end of the house we are to build over the entrance. But you will see what our diffi- culty is. We want light to build the road, and until the road is built we cannot get our dynamo and engine into the cave, for they must come in at the other end.” “I would suggest a temporary lighting ar- rangement,” said Laport. “The difficulty of delivering most of the material at this end can be overcome.” “Yes, but the difficulty of transportation at this end cannot be overcome. We have to haul our stuff from the nearest railroad, and that is only a poorly equipped branch. It is next to impossible to pull the material over the run until roads are made and we have the water almost at our door in the southwest.” “Nevertheless it is impossible to get any heavy material through those es at present and it is not impossible to wheel here from the nearest point until your road is completed.” “How long will it take to build the road?” Laport laughed. “It is a question of sup- ply of iron and number of workmen. “Very well, we have all winter. I will furnish you with a gang of fifty men. If mae is done by next May I shall be sat- 1 (To be continued.) eee BY THE YEAR. How a Nice Young Man Subscribes for His Trousers. “Are my this week's pants done?” About five feet ten, weighing perhaps 140 pounds, of blonde complexion, clad in the height of fashion, the pale, spare, blue- eyed young man who asked this question in an F street tailor shop one day this week, was wholly unconscious that he had used a word which cannot be found inWeb- ster’s unabridged, and which does not exist in the language. He was also wholly unconscious of the presence of a Star reporter, who now and then has occasion tu visit the same store upon a like errand. ‘The shop-keeper nodded, went to a frame in the rear of his store, and took down a pair of trousers which he proceeded to fold and wrap in paper. “I'll take them with me,” said the young man. ‘The merchant tied the string and shoved the bundle across the counter toward his customer. Without paying for the garment the iatter left the store, and stepped into his carriage. “That is one of my best patrons,” said the tailor to the Star man, noticing on the latter's face a look of curiosity. “He is rich, sensible and yet very fond of good clothes. He moves in the best society, lives in fine bachelor style, has his horses and hounds, and would be regarded as a great catch by a brigade of beauties in half a dozen eastern cities. He subscribes for his trousers by the year. In ‘some way, two years ago, he became my customer. He liked my work, and the clothes he succeeded in finding here pleased him particularly. He would order a suit now end then like any ordinary man, but finally got in the habit of having two or three pairs of trousers made at a time. One day while looking over clothes here he suddenly re- marked, ‘I believe I'll make a bargain with you for a pair of trousers every week through the year. When I am away you can send them to me by express, and you can send samples to me whenever you have anything you think I would like.” “So I made an estimate and closed a con- tract with him. He has his various suits made here, and I know always with what coats he wants to wear certain trousers. I have a book here in which I have sampies of all the cloths used in his various suits, and a few notes jotted down alongside t tell me just when or where the suit was originally intended to be worn. In this way I select trouser cloths suitable for the coats he already has, and the scheme works very well, You can see here is every conceiv- able shade of cloth at all fit for trousers, He 1s fond of solid gray or sieel blue, and tine pin-checks, sometimes of copper brown, sometimes of blue-black, and similar cloths —those that are quiet yet distinctive. I wish I had forty such customers. I would have the cream of the business.” i The Largest Fire Engine. From Harper's Weekly. The subject of this sketch, the largest and most powerful locomotive steam fire engine in the world, is owned by the city of Hart- ford, Conn., and is of the Amoskeag type. The name with which she has been chris- tened, “Jumbo,” is one to which her di- mensions well entitle her. Over ten feet high and seventeen long, she weighs eight and one-half tons, and can throw 1,350 gallons of water per minute. Her boiler contains 301 copper tubes. This engine at her first trial threw, through fifty feet of hose three and one-half inches in diameter, a horizontal stream of water a distance of 348 feet, and threw two streams, each as large as that thrown by an ordinary fire engine, a distance of over 300 feet. The size of this leviathan is better appreciated when we think that a common _ horse-draught engine only weighs about 6,000 pounds, and has a capacity of only 500 or 600 gallons per minute. The road driving power of the engine is applied through two endless chains run- ning over sprocket wheels on each of the main rear wheels, permitting these wheels to be driven at varying speeds when turn- ing corners. The engine may be run either forward or backward, and can be stopped Inside of fifty feet when running at full spe2d. When in the house the boiler is connected with steam pipes from a heater in the base- ment, and steam is always kept up to about ninety-five pounds, which would run her about a quarter of a mile. The fire box is kept full of material ready for lighting, and a steel arm under the engine carries a quantity of waste saturated with kerosene oil, in close proximity to a card of matches in'a holder under a scratcher, the latter being attached to a cord tied to a ring in the floor. At an alarm of fire the steam pipes are disconnected, the throttle opened, and before the engine has moved six inches the cord pulls the scratcher, and the rod carrying the blazing waste swings around under the fire box, igniting the shavings and wood. Cannel coal is burned, and steam enough can be generated in two minutes to run the engine at a speed of thirty-one miles an hour. —_—_—__+e+____. “Yes, it's a last summer's straw hat, but I value it from a strange experience I had in the west. I got caught in a cyclone, and | before I could recover the hat from the | trees ‘close to the roots.”—Life. whirl, it had sawed off three or four big | counts. [sirl, received secretly from her mother, is! SERVANTS IN PARIS The Domestic Regime in the Typical French Family. CLASSES OF SERVANTS Rules Governing the Household Management. WORK AND WAGES Special Correspondence of The Evening Star. PARIS, January 23, 1894. HEN AMERICANS reside in Paris it is their privilege to act as guides, philoso- phers and interpre- ters to many of their touring fellow- countrymen. One of the most frequeat ob- servations of these strangers concerns the perfect character of French domestic servants. They find them neat, cheer- ful, capable, intelligent, affectionate, re- spectful, faithful. They admire their uni- formity of language, dress and deportment, which they put down to the Chinese-like solidarity of the French nation, regretting the conqitions of American life which ne- cessitate the employment of every imagin- able species of the human race, except Americans, as servant girls. “Oh, the dear little Parisienne!” a visit- ing Philadelpnienne would gush whenever my mother’s bonne, Marie, sailed into view. “Do ask her something. I want to hear her speak again. Oh, the Parisian accent!” This Marie was from French Flanders, and her accent was as’ heavy as her native skies. But she had red cheeks and a pretty mouth, wore a starched cap and a trifling apron, and spoke French—nothing strange —because it was her language. That was enough for the lady from Philadelphia. Marie left us eighteen months ago. She got one other place-and got discharged. Today she has a small apartment of her own, sups at the restaurants, and wears a purple velvet cape all edged with fur. To run across her gives a shock of wonder- a shock our Irish-American servant girls will seldom give to their one-time employ- Costume of a Wet Nurse. Thus Paris servant girls are of two kinds. If they are pretty—crac!—if they are ugly— but they are generally ugly. Concerning all, however, piain or pretty, their seeming uniformity of language, dress and sentiments is rather in the seeming. than in reality. Few Paris domestic ser- vants are Parisians. They come up to the capital from Auvergne, Poitou, Morvan, Brittany, La Vendee, Gascony, Provenc Normandy and every other quarter of France, each with the remnants of some special dialect quite as marked off from Paris French as the Irish brogue, the Ge n-American accent the Anglomaniac or the American negro dialect is different from proper English. They have neither lost the flavor of their territory, the accent of their province, nor the heaviness of their nativity. And this is to say nothing of actual foreigners, Belgians and Luxem- urghers in particular, who speak the French, and the Alsatians, who claim to be French. Not So Satisfactory as They Seem. Neither do the servant girls of Paris give all that satisfaction to their mistresses which hurried American tourists imagine. The servant girl plays an important role in lower middle-class French conversation. “Are you pleased with your domestic, madame?” is one of the phrases oftenest snatched at to reanimate a dying dialogue; and in the berating of these “creatures” mediocre ladies find a common ground for friendly chat. “That girl is inconceivable “I was surprised yesterday, again * * " “Good servants don’t go running the streets!” Bonne d@’Enfant. “That girl eats more than I do!!" American families in Paris do not reg- ularly have trouble with thelr servants. They are foreigners, easily bamboozled, so indulgent that they often shut their eyes to petty tricks and frauds when they per- ceive them. Now and then, however, an American is awakened to his true position as a foreigner in French eyes, most often in the flash of some great crisis. Gen, Geo. Batcheller, our late minister to Portugal, is now installed in Paris. The other day his maitre-d’hotel got very .Irunk. The general took him by the shoulders, swung him round and marched him to the door. The fellow sobered up as if by magic. “What!” he hissed, “you dare to put your hands on me, a French maitre-d‘hotel! You foreigner! You who came to Paris and enjoy our hospitality! We shall see if the French judges will not give a Frenchma: satisfaction for the insults of a foreigner To cling to servant girls, avoiding any- thing so superior as a French maitre-J’ho- tel (a species of thieving butler), two gen- eral principles may be laid down: Monsieur and Madam. 1, Servant girls are the natural enemies of their mistresses. 2. The men of the family only have their sympathies. “Monsieur is so good!” crated phrase. The mistresses are tyrants, suspicious “watchers, “wounders” in the eyes of their “slaves.” As a matter of fact, they do put everything under key, count the candles, rummage regularly in the girls’ trunks, watch what they eat and rescue broken victuals for the next day's recooking. “A French family can live upon what an American family wastes.”” You bet they can! Two Houschold Conspiracies. In middle and lower-middle-class French society wives are usually the guardians of their husbands’ purses; and especially the keepers and managers of household ac- Part of the education of a French This is a conse- meddiers and cross-grained | | now to save out pocket money by doctoring | these accounts. Therefore, in most French families, even the most united, two conspir- acies go on uninterruptedly. band invents necessary expenses in order to find money for his little pleasures. @) The wife, mother and mistress of the family muddles the household accounts in order to supplement her dress allowance and find extra spending money for her son. In the es of these accounts household econo- mies, sharper than any two-edged sword, Play a great part and fall upon the servants grievously. Servant and Mistress. In their practice a silent war is waged un- interruptedly between the servants and their mistresses; and so a third conspiracy is set up. The mistress has her account books, scales, her eagle eyes to see if any slice of steak has been “knocked down,” her sensi- tive nose to smell the servants’ butter,should it be a grade too good. The servants, on their side, force from the tradesmen a com- mission on every pound and quart of prov- ender that comes to the apartment. It settled Paris custom; tradesmen do not wish to change it; and the most prudent mistress can only hope to partially evade it. This brigandage in pennies grows to be a passion with the Paris servant girl. It is persistent and systematic; nothing escapes; and it is astonishing to what sums small pennies may amount. For example, an American lady, newly settled at house- keeping in Paris, thought it a cruelty that her bright little bonne should be forced to wear the regulation cap and apron. So she Chambermaid. told the girl to lay them aside, expecting to afford her a pleasure. But the bonne wept. She begged to keep her cap and apron, and sulked two days without them. The reason was most simple, although the lady from America only learned it later. ajke all the sheets and tablecloths and napkins, the caps and aprons were rented from a company, a very common Parisian custom when foreign families come to stay a few months in a furnished flat. Each week the company sends for the soiled and brings the clean Hnen. The bonne received from the linen company’s porter a regular commission proportioned to the articles on the monthly bill. She did not wish to lose even the mite that came from the washing, starching and ironing of her caps and aprons. How They Rank. In order of caste the servant girls of Paris rank as follows: 1. Femmes de cham- bre, pushed very strongly by (2) cooks, if they be cordons bleus; (@) child’s nurses, (bonne d? enfant); (4) maids of all work (bonne a tout faire), in their various de- grees; G) helpers by the hour (femme de menage). A sixth species, very important, but difficult to place socially, is the wet- nurse (nourrice). The nourrice should perhaps be placed at the head of the list. She receives from $12 to $16 a month. She is completely clothed by her mistress with a decorative luxury of which she is inordinately vain. Being a fleshy species of femininity, slow and unintelligent, her great pleasure is to eat and drink, which she does generously. All economies are put aside when there is question of a wet nurse. She is fed on steaks and jellies. She must be kept cheerful. The nourrice is a sort of sensual animal, always fat and fresh, a Venus from the countryside. Socially, among the fellow servants, e forms a caste apart. The trim and witty chamber- maid, perhaps, looks down upon her; but nounou, as they call her, with the secret of her power between her heavy shoulders, smiles content. ‘The Bonne. Midway between the nounou and the fem- me de chambre, the child’s nurse tinds her place. Very frequently she is German or English, in order that the child may learn the language. Her pay depends upon her age and capabilities, from three to six dol- lars a month, with presents often tripling this in value. She has to her advantage a certain deference, because she is considered as a sort of governess, having a mission of Cook and Her Steady Company (M cipal Guard). education. She often is allowed to wear hat instead of a servant's cap. Often she i: very young; better, she terrifies her little charges into good behavior by reciting to them the most outrageous tales of ghosts and skeletons. I know of one institutrice like this. She is no longer institutrice, but wears a purple velvet cape like that of Marie. Even now, in the time of her new glory, she wakes up in the night with screams of terror, dream- ing of the Korriganes and witches and white and bloody revenants out of the tales with which she used to scare the little chil- dren. The Femme de Chambre. The femme de chambre has many forms and types, which range from the smart soubrette, the confidante of her mistress’ heart, intrigues and secret debts, to the mere chambriere, or hustling chambermaid. A recent sensational Paris law suit dis- closed an astounding relationship between a high-type soubrette and her high-type demi-mondaine mistress. The servant sued her mistress for a running account of loans which mounted into the tens of thousands of francs. Besides, for two years, she al- leged, she had never been paid a cent of salary. When asked to justify what seem- ed a monstrous claim she said she never really counted on her salary. She was a capitalist in a small way, having amassed the money which she had loaned and now was suing for, through saving up her per- quisites as femme de chambre. She took commissions right and left from tradesmen and claimed the right to do so. She said her mistress would never wear a gown but once or twice and then handed it over to her as a gift. The femme de chambre always sold these dresses, sometimes get- ting as high as $40 apiece. Madame never required an account. She was above the meanness of taking money for her cast-cff clothes. She borrowed money from her matd—who now sued for it back. Wages. The ordinary femme de chambre in a good house receives from eight to fourteen dollars a month in salary, her caps and aprons, and practically most of her gowns, which she makes over from the cast-off garments of her mistress. If a valet de chambre is kept, she has no cleaning up to |do. The man makes beds, sweeps, dusts |and all. Her work in -that case is rather | waiting on her mistress’ toilet, answering |bells, and putting in her leisure time with fine needle work. When there is no valet de chambre, the femme de chambre sinks |naturally to the level of a chambermaid, more favored than the others by her mis- tress, with whom she is always in intimate contact. If she is happily situated, her gifts will be more impotant than her sal- |ary. But, not having the same opportun!- ties for exacting commissions as are en- joyed by kitchen servants, the place is | not so lucrative as that of head cook. | The Head Cook. | With the head cook we are still in the | high world; where pickings are good, where masters and mistresses do not scan ac- } counts too carefully, or where even a com- | plaisant maitre d’hotel winks at the sys- tematic robbery from which he claims his | benefice. In the well-to-do middie class, | where there may be a coachman and valet |de chambre, but seldom a maitre d’hotel, | the cook is justly queen. She fs regularly | a woman already mature, from thirty-five | to forty-five years of age, and often mar- ried, sometimes to the coachman. She is nd so, because she knows noq Nghe large, strong, full-breasted, wi moon face. She is excessively will allow not even her sauces. ‘Where The Maid of All Work. This is the sphere of the bonne a tout faire, the maid of all work. She is usually @ strong girl from the country, who is gla@ to get from six to eight dollars a month with bed and nourriture. According as she is placed, in a respectably well off little family or with the abominable lower Paris bourgeois, she is well or ill. In the quar- tiers, like Montparnasse or La Villette, the maid of all work is paid as low as three — 4 month, end works from six in e morning till ten at night. She chops the wood, cooks, acts as chambermaid, lugs up the coal to the fifth floor and mings the baby when there is one. Whatever steal- such a girl can wring from -people so sharp, careful, tricky, sordid, fierce, hard, suspicious, revengeful, alert ‘and, with all that, so hard up for actual ready money as the lower class Paris bourgeois, will surely not be thrown up to her at the general judgment. Even with the others, up to the very comfortably well-to-do, you ‘cannot speak of actual stealings, because employers look for it and make account of it in rang- ing salaries. It is a battle who shall be the most acute, the mistress or the servant. There is a pleasure in it all, apart from actual profit. Nothing pleases average Paris folks so well as counting pennies. By the Hour. The real triumph of penny counting is reached in the femme de menage at five cents an hour. She has come to Paris with her husband, some workman from a small I don’t know why I pay my mon- a dirty girl like you. Now pull that around, you weak. loafer!” I rooms of this old maid, and so I eloquence through a partition. Between so poor a creature of misfortune __ aristocratic cook there is a great STERLING HEILIG. ————-e- WHEN HE WAS A boy. ‘The Town is as It Was From the New York World. He was coming down Broadway, doing the prodigal act of the returned ola res- ident. “Oh, yes; the town has grown,” he ad@- mitted, “but it’s the same old place after all. It's nearly forty years since 1 lived here, but things look as familiar as though I left but yesterday. A little improved, but still the same old town.” The new Opera House was called to his attention. “Jes’ so. Same old place. New building, to be sure, but same old location. Wuen & was a boy we used to come here to”—here the strains of a brass band attracted his attention. _ “Ah, ha! Old friends again. Same ola outfit, tune and all. Used ter play thet when I was a boy to”— His attention riveted on one of the fine new hotels on upper Broadway. “Dear me! How little time does change. New building, of course; but same cid make-up; news stands, lunch counters, bar, office; the same throughout. Would hi known the place in the middie of Asi Now, when I was a boy we used to” — He was crossing the street as he =| and in spite of his comipanion’s effo: a cable car lifted him from his feet and land- ed him several rods ahead on the pave- ment. When a policeman hurried forward to help gather up his remains the old man rose and exclaimed: “Same old trick. by gum! Them coast- ers never will yell ‘track’ in time. Gosh! how we used to sail down that hill when I was a boy. It makes me young to think of it again,” and he went on down street, murmuring, “Same old town. Same old wn.” ——__ + e+ —___ A Few Eye Don'ts. From Good Housekeeping. Don’t allow a cold wind to strike the eyes. Don’t try to do eye work with the light shining in the face. Don't have colored shades on the lamps: use white or ground glass. Don’t go directly from a %tarm room inte a cold, raw atmosphere. Don’t open the eyes under water in bath- ing, especially in salt water. Don't let any strong light, like that from electricity, shine directly into the eyes. Don't strain the eyes by reading, sewing or any like occupation with an imperfect it. Don't bathe inflamed eyes with cold wa- ter; that which is as warm as it can be borne is better. Don’t sleep opposite a window in such manner that a strong light will strike the eyes on awakening. Don’t, above all, have the children sleep so that the morning sun shall shihe in their faces to arouse them. Don’t expect to get poe eh yd of eyes when these have been di by neglect or ill-use; but give them fair treatment, and they will serve faithfully to the end. +02 A Difference. From Puck. Family Friend.—“It must be a great pleas- ure to a mother to feel her baby’s first teeth—" The Mother (es the baby closes down)— “Yes; but it is not always the same pleas ure to-others.” First artist—“I received a magnificent tribute to my skill the other day at the ex- hibition.” Second artist First artist Storm at Sea were looking at it, on, my @ “What was it?” you know my picture ‘% |, & man and his wife and i heard the man r, that picture makes Brooklyn Lif m ve you any of nia brand in wd chant (officiously -worth twice the mone; crop.” thanks! I am the manufactum me that the quality was to he m_your Excellent Splendid Nachrichtea,