Evening Star Newspaper, December 28, 1895, Page 15

THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 28, 1895-TWENTY-FOUR PAGES. 15 ORIENTAL YANKEES! Some Curious Facts in Regard to the Armenians. THEIR MARRIAGE AND OTHER COSTOMS Queer Religious Superstitions and Mohammedan Fanatics. ————— HOWLING DERVISHES (Copsrighted, 1895, by Frank G. Carpenter.) ILLIONS OF DOL- M:=: will be required for the relief of. Ar- menia. Miss Barton tells me that at least 350,000 of its people are now on the verge of starvation and that these will need sup- port for from eight to ten menths. She does not think a relief ex- pedition should be undertaken at all without $500,000 is contributed at the start, and she says that effective work will require an expenditure of millions. The Red Cress Society has no funds of its own. It has not appealed to the people for money, but, at the request of the religious bodies of the United States, has merely announced {ts willingness to dis- tribute such funds as the people may raise for the purpose. The amounts required for such relief are enormous. I was in Russia during the last famine, and the people there ate up between two and three million dol- lars’ werth of food every day. This was kept up for months, and I was told that the famine had cost very nearly a half a billion dollars. The private gifts of the Russians Amounted to $180,000,000. The government fave rearly as much, and the present czar, who was then the crown prince, was at the head of the relief fund. Our gifts to Russia in food and money amounted to less than a ‘They were merely a drop In million dollars. ‘ch. the bucket in comparison to what was given by the Russians themselves. In Russia It was estimated that ane person could be fed for five cents a day. It will probably cost more than this in Armenia, és all of the food will have to be brought tn from Europe. But even at 5 cents a person It will require $17,500 a day, or more than half a million dollars a month for the food alone of those who are now starving. In addition money will be needed for elothes and shelter during the winter. The farmers will have to be aided in planting their crops, and it is hard to see how the people can be kept from now until harvest for less than $5,000,000. In this relief every cent will have to come from the outside, and if the other nations of Eu- rope do not unite with us it is doubtful whether enough funda can be raised to do effective work. The rich Armenians Iving outside of Turkey will probably help, and considerable aid may he expected from them. The Yankees of the Orient. The Armenians are the Yankees of the orient. They are the brightest, brainiest and’ smartest of all the people of Asia Minor. I met the Armenians every- where during my travels in Asia Minor and I found them acting at the heads of all kinds of businesses. There are many rich Armenians fn India. I traveled with one coming from Singapore to Calcutta, who told me he was on his way back from Hong Kong, where he had gone to sell pearls to the Chinese. I found the con- ductors on the Egyptian railroads to be Armenians, and when I traveled over the transcontinental railway to Paris the guards on the train and the men who took up my ticket_were Armenians who spoke English and French. There are hundreds of thousands of Armenians in Europe. There are a large number In Persia, and those who live in different parts of Turkey- @re said to number about one million. There are a number In Constantinople. A Dervish, They manage most of the banking business of the Turkish capital .and the large tmer- ¢cantile establishments there belong to them, ‘When the riots occurred in Stamboul a few weeks ago nearly all the stores were closed, their Armenian owners fearing they would be looted by the mob. When I visited the government departments of the sultan I found that, though the chief officers were Turks, the clerks were, in most cases, Ar- menians, and the brightest man om I met in Turkey was one of the sultan’s sec- retaries, who was of Armenian birth. He spoke a half dozen different languages and was a man of great influence. There are Armenian engineers, architects and doc- tors in Constantinople, and when I got money on my letter of credit it was an Armenian clerk who figured up the ex- chan and an Armenian cashier who handed out the money. The Armenians of Armenia proper are almost al! farmers, and the exorbitant taxes of the sultan have made the most of them poor. The Armenians and Their Patriarch. I saw a large number of Armenian pil- grims during one Easter that I spent at Jerusalem. They had come from all parts of Asia Minor to pray at the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. They have a patri- arch at Jerusalem who leads them in these celebrations. He is a tall, thin man with a loug gray beard, and a face not unlike that of the typical Georgia cracker. He usually wears a long gown, and has a lit- tle skull cap on the crown of his head. During the Haster celebration his head was covered with a tiara, which blazed with diamonds, and his gown was a gorgeous silk robe, which was decorated with diz monds. The Armenians are, you kno’ Christians, and their customs are muc like those of the Greek Church. Thi Monastaries and churches throughout Asia Minor, and the be the oldest of all Christian pe The Garden of E y hi sden and Mrs. No ray The Armenians assert that thelr country is the holicst land upon earth. It lies in Asia Minor, southeast of the Black sea and between it and Persia. Mount Ararat is situated in it, net far from the locality in which these outrages are now taking place, and some of the monasteries claim to have pieces of the identical ark in which Noah landed upon this mountain,and there is a ravine near it which is pointed out as the site of Noah’s vineyard. The vineyard has a monastery connected with it, and the monks show a withered old vine, which they assert is the very one from which was made the wine which made Noah drunk. An Armenian Maiden. He cursed it after he got over his spree, and it has borne no grapes unto this day. Noah's wife is said to be buried on Mount Ararat, ard the Armenians trace their an- cestry back to Japhet in one long genea- logical tree. They have a tradition that the Garden of Eden was located in Ar- menia. It was situated almost in the center of the region where the worst mas- sacres have occurred, and it is now one of the barren parts of the country. The Ar- menians believe that the wise men of the east, who followed the star of Bethlehem to find the young Christ, came from Ar- menia, and that the star first appeared in the heavens not far from Mount Ararat. How Adam Lost His Nails. Another curious Armenian tradition is as to Adam’s fall. According to this, when Adam was in the Garden of Eden his body was covered with nals, Ike those which we have on our fingers ‘and toes. These nails overlapped each other like the scales of a fish, thus giving him an inyulnerable ar- mor. After the fall the nails all dropped off except from the end of his fingers and toes, where they remain to this day to re- mind man of his lost immortality. The Ar- menians say that when God made Adam of clay he had a little piece left over. He threw th's upon the ground, and as it fell it became gold and formed all the gold of the world. The Armenians believe in the Bible and they are naturally a religious people. A Land of Pretty Girls. The condition of the women of Armenia is now terrible. They have no refuge-from the Turks, and outrages of all descriptions are perpetrated, ending in death. The Ar- menian women are among the: most at- tractive ef the far east. I saw a number of them during my trip through Asia Minor. They have large, dark, luminous eyes, with long eyelashes, and their complexion is that of rich cream. Many of them have rosy cheeks and luscious red lips. They are tall and straight. They are very intelli- gent, and not a few of them are mar- riel to Turks. These women have a dress of their own. They wear red fez caps with long tassels, much like some of the country girls of Greece. The richer ladies wear loose jackets, lined with fur, and long, plain skirts of silk or fine wool. In the province of Van, where some of the outrages have oceurred, the girls wear trousers under their skirts, which are tied at the ankles. Some have long, sleeveless jackets, or cloaks, reaching almost to the feet and open at the sides up to the waists, and others wear gorgeous head dresses, covering the. front of their caps with gold coins, wh'ch hang down over their foreheads. Girls often wear their whole dowry on their persons, and in massacres like those which have oc- curred rings are torn from the ears, arms are cut off for bracelets and many a woman is killed for her jewelry. The poorer women are hard workers. Nearly every household has some kind of labor by which it adds to its income. Some of the finest embroideries we get from Turkey are made by Armenian women, the best of the work being done by hand in hovels. Armenian Houses. The heuses in which the Armenians live are different in different countries. In many of the cities of Turkey there Is an Armenian quarter, and the older Armenian houses of Smyrna are built like forts. They have no windows facing the street, and it has only been of late years when the peo- ple have considered themselves safe trom religious mobs, such as have lately oc- curred, that they have built hcuses more like the Turks. In Armenia proper, where the outrages are going on, the poorer classes have homes which would hardly be considered fit for cows in America. The cow, in fact, lives with the family. The houses are all of one story, and it ts not tncommon to bulld a house against the side of a hill, in order to save the making of a back wall. The roofs are flat, and are often covered with earth, upon which grass and flowers grow, and upon which the sheep sometimes are pastured. The floors are usually sunken below the level of the roadway, and the ordinary window is of about. the size of a port hole. You go down steps to enter the house, and you find a cow stable on one side and on the other the kitchen and private apartments of the family. Each room has a stone fire- place, and the cooking Is done with fuel of cow dung mixed with straw. There are no tables and very few chairs. The animal heat of the cattle aids the fire in keeping the family warm,and all of the'r living arrange- ments are of the simplest and cheapest na- ture. The houses of the better class are more comfortable, and in the big Turkish elties some of the rich Armenians have beautiful homes. The Armenian women are good housekeepers. They are much more cleanly than the Turks, and even their hovels are kept clean. Queer Marriage Customs. They have a better home life than the Turks. A man can have but one wife, but the families of several generations often live In one house, in which case the daugh- ter-in-law 1s, to a large extent, the ser- vant of her husband's family. She has to obey her father-In-law, and during the first days of her married life she Is not allowed to speak to her husband's parents, or any of the family who are older than herself, until her father-in-law gives her permi sion. Up to this time she wears a red yell, as a badge of her subjection, and this veil is often kept on until her first baby is born. Armenian girls are married very young. Eleven or twelve $s considered quite old enough, and women are still young when they have sons aged twenty. ges are arranged by the parents or go-betweens. The usual wedding day and on the Friday before the the bride is taken to the bath with great ceremony. On Saturday she gives a big feast to her girl friends. On Sunday there is a feast for the boys, and on Monday the wedding takes place. It usually occurs at the church, where the priest blesses the ring and makes prayers over the wedding garments. There are nu- merous other ceremonies, making the wed- ding last from three to eight days. One curious custom is that shortly after her return from the charch the children pres- ent rush to pull off the bride's stockings, in which have been hidden some coins of money fer the occasion, and another Is the placing of a baby boy on the knee of the bride, as she sits beside the groom on the divan, with the wish that she may be- come a happy mother. How Mahommedan Fanatics Turkey. ; The real cause of these outrages 1s, to a large extent, religious fanaticism. The bet- ter classes of the Turks and the more in- telligent of the Mahommedans would prob- ably stop them if they could. The sultan Rule has, I am told, tried to do so, but he is afraid of his Hfe. He realizes that if the common people get the idea that he is Ise to his religion he is almost sure of nation. The Imans and the Sheiks, other words, the Mahommedan to a large extent rule Turkey to- They are, in most cases, ignorant and intolerant. At the head of them is the ik-ul Islam, or Grand Mufti. He fs ap- ted hy the sultan, and the sultan can- kill him so long as he holds his title, sh he can depose him. The sultan in himself cannot be deposed unless the Grand Mufti so Gecrees. He is a sort of a su- preme judge in addition to his religious character. Among the Mahommedan fa- natics there are a large number known as dervishes, who roam about from country to country inciting trouble. They are walk- ing jelegates, as it were, for the killing of Christians. They stimulate the religious zeal of the peopleand make violent speech- es against unbelievers. They fast much and they have curious methods of worship. One class is known as the wheeling der- vishes, whem you may see any Friday go- ing through their worship in Constantino- ple. They dress in long white robes, fas- tened at the waist with black belts, and on their heads they wear high sugar-loaf hats. They sing the Koran as they whirl about in the mosques. As they go on the chief priest makes prayers. They whirl faster and faster, until at last their long skirts stand out like those of a ballet dancer. They become red in the face, and some finally drop to the ground in fits. Another class of these fanatics are the howlers. There is a great organization made up of these in Turkey, and they have probably been largely concerned in inciting feeling against the Armerians. I have vis- ited their mosques, but I despair of ade- quately describing their religious gymnas- tics. They work themselves into a frenzy by gasping and howling out the name of God, and the dervishes of the interior parts of Turkey cften take knives and cut them. selves and each other in religious ecstacy. They go into epileptic fits and foam at the mouth, and the most of them think that the killing of a Christian is a sure pass- port to heaven. I would say, however, that these pecple are the crarks of Mahomme- danism, aid that they are not a fair sam- ple ‘of the Mahommedan world. FRANK G. CARPENTER. — HERE’S A QUEER ARGUMENT. How an lish Rector Defends His Visit to a Theater. From the St. James Gazette. A traveling theatrical company recently arrived on an extended visit to Killamarsh, an important colliery center in Derbyshire. The rector, the Rev. F. J. Metcalfe, a well- known ard highly popular clergyman, visit- ed the theater. For this he was criticised by some of his parishioners. He has, there- fore, issued the following letter to his flock: My Dear People: As some concern has been expressed by some of you because I have patronized and attended the Queen’s Theater, now staying in this village, {t may be well for me to give an explanation of my so doing. 1 am responsible before God for doing all I can and giving every opportunity to all in this’Parish to be brought under the influence of the Holy Spirit, A theatrical company comes into this place with every probability of staying some time. They do rot come here to break either the laws of God or man; their profession is quite a law- ful one. Now, if every one who is respect- able keeps away from these places, what will they become? Centers of sin! Whose fault is it, then, that this is the case? Is it the fault of the company who come here to emuse the people? I say it is not. It is the fault of those persons who think themselves too respectable to “go to such a place.” The proprietor of a company like this here now is only too thankful to have the help of good people to raise his performance and make it of a more refined and improved character. What a pity it is that some of our people are such cowards that they must set upon our young men and boys instead of coming to me. If I am doing wrong, why don’t they come and tell me and teach me better, in- stead of throwing their sneers out at those who can't help what I do? ‘He's a nice sort of leader,” they s: but those who say these things are not those who would be led anywhere better. Another thing they say is, “He would not do It, only he wants some money out of them."’ This is one of those thumping lies that people like to say about @ parson. Well, let them say it; It won't hurt the parson and it pleases them. ———-+ e+ ORIGIN OF JINGO. How It Came to Apply to Advocates of a War Policy. From the Pittsburg Dispatch. . The origin of the word “fingo” is inter- esting at this time, when one is confronted with It so often. At the time of the close of the Russo-Turkish war, which, as all readers of history know, terminated so disastrously for the Turks, and caused a” feeling of apprehension in England that the Russians were bent on taking Con- staniinople and the ultimate dismember- ment of the Turkish empire, a change which could not be tolerated, the public feeling found expression in England upon the stage in pantomimes and in the music halls by numerous patriotic songs. One of these was as follows: “The dogs of war are loose, and the rugged Russian pear, Full bent on blood and robbei his lair. Tt seems a th to tam That brute, and so he's out upon the same old ame, did his best to give him some exeuse back to his den again—all efforts were no , has crawled out of ishing now and then will never help for his victim, he's pleased when blood is shed, But let us hope bis sins may all recoil on his own head.” CHORU: “We don't want te fight, but, We've got the men, the money, too. We fou the bear before, and while we're Britons re The Russians shal’ not have Constantinople."” The song became most poplar and was heard on every street corner, from evel organ grinder, and was whistled by every bootblack. Shortly after th's the election campaign began, in which Gladstone, the head of the liberals, attacked the tory party, then led by the Earl of Beacons- field, who was in power. The tory foreign policy was ridiculed, and they were stig- matized by the lberals as “the party of bloodshed, glory and jingo. From the time of this election campaign, which resulted in the defeat cf the tories and the accession of the “peace party, x Jingo, If we do, kot the sips; we've got Gladstone’s 1880 administration, the word “Jingo” has been used to denote an Ind vidual or section of a party ready to rush, without mature consideration, into all the horrors of war. “ ————— MONGOOSE IN HAWAII, THE He Has Proven Himself a Great Pest and Destroyer of Game. From the Pacitle Commercial Advertiser. Some five or six years ago the mongoose was imported into the islands for the pur- pose of exterminating rats in the cane fields. Various methods were adopted to rid the fields of the vermin, but all signally fafled until the little animals were brought from Jamaica. They are repeating in Ha- wail what was done by them in the Island of Jamaica. After destroying rats in the cane fields the mongoose have attacked birds and fowls, materially decreasing the:r number by cat, ing eggs and the young. As a consequence there are but few quail and turkey on the islands. Especially is this noticeable in Ha- wall, in the vicinity of the volcano, wher evious to the introduction of the mon- species of this game were plentiful. ‘The country in that locality is simply alive with the pests, for they have proven to be that. They attack as well young fowl and sucking pigs and have been known to at- tempt to carry off grown animals, after first causing their death by strangulation, ‘As the mongoose finds the rats, toads and crabs disappearing it attacks sitt'ng fowls and carries off their eggs, and kills young pigs, kids, lambs, cal pups, kittens, poultry and game birds, destroys fruits and vegetables, and is suspected of sucking sugar cane, eats meat and salt provisions and catches fish. ——+ e+ Far From Home. From Leslie's Weekly. Newsbcy (poking his head into Broadway car)—“Telegram!"* Uncle Ensilage Silo—Great Scott, Maria! thet’s from John, I'll bet. The barn must be afire.” ALL SO ENGLISH Pauline Pry Describes a Start of the Chevy Chase Hunt. APPARENTLY MUCH OF A DOTY Even the Colored Stable Help Have the British, Accent. IN. THE OLD COUNTRY > OU HAVE HEARD no doubt stereotyped accounts of the Christmas hunt at the Chevy Chase Hunt Club, and while your humanitarian principles may be a to its death, I want to tell you that what the fox suffers isn’t a circumstance to the —— painful humiliation this and every other hunt inflict upon the American eagle. The matter of fact is, if President Cleve- land is really in earnest about enforcing the doctrine of “America for Americans,” to be consistent, he ought to declare war on the Chevy Chase Hunt Club. I attend- ed a meet at the club myself last week, and I found here, not only British rule es- tablished upon American soil, but Ameri- cans themselves bowing down in “supine submission” to British authority. While war talk everywhere fills the air with smoke and smell of powder, our very strength in time of war, United States cabinet officials, United States Senators and Representatives, United States army and navy officers, as members of this club, are bound to maintain allegiance not to any- thing or anybody in the United States, but to the Duke of Beaufort. Who is the Duke of Beaufort? I did not know myself prior to the hunt I attended last week. Now, however, there is little, if anything, about this gentleman or anything else connected with hunting that I have not learned, and in event of the Venezuelan commission desiring to take a kindergarten course in international af- fairs at Chevy Chase before venturing upon their duties in South America, I may be able to serve the interests of my country by telling all I know. Plain and Home-Like. To begin with, there Is an elusive En- glish"charm about the club house at Chevy Chase. A broad hall opens on one side into a pretty room, that is the especial domain of ladies, and on the other side are a small dining room and cozy den for men. At the end of the hall is the great ball room, which is also used as a reception room upon occasion, ‘and at ‘ther times is the scene of the hunt dinners. Logs were snapping and blazing in’ the immense fire- place the’ other day, and, everything con- sidered, it only wanted the entrance of a pink coat and a pretty ‘girl to make the proper beginning of an Ehglish novel. Pres- ently the pink coat entered and—I blush to confess it—instantly my own stanch Amer- ican spirit was bowed before the British and style. power of its shape At that In Tops and Cords. stage of my knowledge of the hunt I wou'd have said that the man wore, besides the pink coat, white corduroy breeches and top boots. Now I am able to technically describe him as being in white “courds” and “tops.” He also wore spurs, and around his neck a white stock. What was under the stock I know also, for I have since heen told it was a flannel shirt, which is concealed from view, and at the wrists has the appearance of being “‘boil- ed,” inasmuch as the usual starched cuffs are attached to the sleeves. The hat the man had in his hand, apparently a mere silk hat of proper build, is provided in- side with a steel frame, to protect his head in event of a “cropper,” which is an An- glo-maniacal term for a fall. Men and the Hunt. There are tender souls who object to hunting because of its cruelty to beasts. I think myself it's worth the sacrifice of a few beasts for the effect it seems to have upon the character of a man. This man, and every, other lover of the hunt with whom I came in contact, was marked by a certain strength of poise, alertness of bear- ing, directness of speech and movement— in a word, by a certain self-mastery that at a glance satisfied me how good it is for mon to hunt, if 1 had to ask why they like “Like it,” sald the Pink Coat, “I can’t tell why I like It any more than'I can tell why I Kke living. It’s the best thing I know, that's all. With the hounds at full ery, Your horse running straight after them, over ditches and fences, your body so in harmony with his movements, he seems a very part of you, and the whole spirit of . A Good Hout the chase—hunted fox, pursuing hounds and horses, all alive to your spirit—could any- body help liking it, do you think?” “But when there is’ no fox to chase,” I said, “when you are after nothing livelier than the trail of a rabbit skin soaked in aniseed, what’s the sport in that?” “All the sport of a steeplechase with the stage setting of a hunt to make it pretty, Listen; that music puts life into you and the beast under you, whatever's ahead.” The hounds were singing in the distance— music that made me shiver, though the Pink Coat said he would rather hear it than Calve or a De Reske. “I think hounds study their notes, you know,” he said, “you ought to see them in kennel on a fine day, sitting up with their heads in the air sing- ing in chorus. Their music seems to be a sort of religious exercise for them, too. At all events, it soothes ther savage breas so that I'never knew them to get into a fight just after the'r song service.” The Club Pae The hounds had come un for the start and I went down to see them. Chevy Chase now has the finest kennel in this country. Mr. Halloway, huntsman stay of the club, brought over a large draft of carefully selected hounds in the fall, and later Mr. Howland, who has succeeded Mr, Earle as M. F. H. of the club, combined the Bellwood hounds with the club pack, making a total of seventy-six head. The Chevy Chase hounds ere all im- perted from England. I asked the Pink Coat if he did not consider that unpatriotic discrimination against American produc- tions, and he told me American hounds are not “good form.” They won't take punishment like the English hound. You strike the American beast with a whip The Whipper-In. and down goes his tail and away he goes yelping. They can’t be properly trained. All they’re good for is to run and Kill.” ‘The English ‘hounds cost, at a conserva- tive reckoning, $80 per pair, landed in this country. The Chevy Chase pack consumes annually about twenty tons of oat meal, one and a half tons of dog biscuit and sixty horses. Four men are required to care for them—a kennel huntsman, a feeder and a couple of helpers. A Day With the Hounds. A pugilist training for the ring or an aristocratic baby is not more carefully looked after than these animals. The hounds! day begins as soon as it !s light, winter or summer, when the kennel hunts- man opens the kennel doors and takes his charges out for a walk of a quarter of an hour or so. During their absence a serv- ant cleans up the room and supplies fresh bedding. The troughs are also filled, and, if it is in hunting season, those hounds which are not going out are fed as soon as possible. This brings breakfast about 7 o'clock. They are again turned out and then left to themselves till about 10 o'clock, when tley have a second meal, and after- ward another run. At 4 o'clock a third meal is served the delicate feeders. The pack which is going to hunt is not fed until it comes home. Then they run through a bath three or four times and get their dinner. Afterward they are tenderly examined for any injuries resulting from their day's work, which are properly looked after. In aaticipation of the hunting sea- son the hounds receive a special training. The huntsman and whippers-in mount and trot the packs about, beginning at six or eight miles 4 day, and daily increasing the distance, to harden thcm for their ap- proaching work. While the Pink Coat was filling me full of hound lore there kad assembled ready for tNe start Baron Kettler, Captain Hesse, Mr. Wallach, Baron Grip, Miss Frances Newlands with her brother, and there were three men mounted, who wore pink coats and caps. hose,” said the Pink Coat, “are the servants of the hunt. That is Mr. Hallo- way, the huntsman of the club; the other two are the English boys, the whippers-in. The huntsman rides ahead, the hounds at his heels until they strike the scent. Then the huntsman’s duty 1s to direct his intel- ligence to the aid of their instinct In insur- ing a lively chase. By what is called ‘hound talk’—that is, certain sounds and expressions known to the hounds—and by the blast of his horn he is able to cast them in any direction. When a_ hound straggles from the pack it is the duty of the whippers-in to be after him and drive him back, The man not usually needs to more than raise his whip, and the hound’s fear of punishment carries him away to the heels of the huntsman.” All Very Ghastly Jolly. All were now ready to start, and the amiable Pink Coat, who had heen acting as an encyclopedia of hunting for me, mounted and was off with the rest. The party moved down the road, with an utter absence of the dash and go I had sup- posed ¢haracterized a hunt from the mo- ment the men were in the saddle. The hounds, clustered close about the hunts- man's horse, looked like arimated bisque figures, they were so very correct as to shape and spots and the line of their tails in air. The huntsman and whippers-in looked equally like pretty mechanical toys, nice to put in a baby’s stocking for Chri mas, while the men on their fine-headed, clean-limbed, splendidly-groomed _ horses, were as ghastly jolly as a military funeral, I was a bX depressed and altogether dis- appointed by the solemnity of this occa- sion, which I had hoped would be very gay, indeed, and I asked a man, a true American, who had driven out to the meet, if a hunt at the start is always such a sad sight. “Always,” he replied. “It’s because they're: bound to do it. They have to hunt so many days a week or lose their stand- ing with Albert Edward, so they get at it, just as you see—loathing it, every inch of ‘em. When the hourds strike scent and show their speed, of course the horses fol- low, and the best the riders can do is to stay with them. They hate it Hke poison, but they know they're in luck if they do to the end, and so the chase moves on. If they have great luck, and don’t break any bones, they'll be back here in a couple of hours, and then they'll talk all through d{nner about what a fine hunt it was, when, you've seen for yourself, they go at {t as if they were golng to a’ den- tist's.”” Its English, You Know. I suspected the true American of guying my inexperience in hunting, and I appealed to a man less American, more cosmopoli- tan, to know why the sportsmen had look- ed so melancholy as they rode away. “It's Dnglish, you know,” he answered. “A levitous manner would ill-become a man seriously bent on riding down an anise bag. No," he disciaimed as I accused him of guying also; ‘that's a fact; we do evet thing at Chevy Chase after the English fashion. Necessarily all the rules of the hunt are of English onigin. Our authority is here as in England, the Duke of Beau- fort, editor of the Badminton Kbrary of sports and pastimes, you know. If you think the men who started off today ap- peared impassive, you ought to hunt a son on the other side. You know, they "t have hunting clubs there as here. It's quite different. There is certain territory embraced by a hunt, under a name, such Enfield Chase, Her Majesty's, Beaufort’s, and several score of cthers. The boundar: of each {s clearly defired and jealous tected from all ercroachments. <A tory of these hunts ble to any- body, giving the location, the number of hounds, the hunting da; the masters, huntsmen, whips and kennels. Some hunt as many as four days a week. I know an Ame! formerly Flora Sharon, now Lady Hesketh, who hunts six days a week all through the hunting season, “To hunt four days a week a man needs at least twenty-five horses, and the pack of nounds hunted would have to number not fewer than seventy-five couple. Hunts in England are big affairs, you know There will be all the way from join in the chas Thtse are subser‘y hunts, and are to anybody upon con- ditions. For ins if I wanted to hunt over there, I would be perfectly welcome in the field, so long as I violated none of the sacred traditions of the sport, and was good form. I would be perfectly’ welcome, but nobody would speak to me. “What would be a violation of their sa- cred traditions? Well, to wear a badly made coat or pair of breeches, would be about as bad as anything I could do. As to Good Form. “Then if I should cut a man ont of his jumps—didn’t ride straight, you know-that would speedily bar me. Or to run down a hound, it's always the most valuable hound of the pack you run down, you know, and though I might make good the loss finax cially, such a thing would ruin me socially in the field. The very worst thing I could do—the positively unforzivable sin—wouyld be to ride ahead of the master, to fail té pull up at his “Hold hard, sir.” I couldn't get out of the country fast enough after that, and the fact that my horse might have been runnifz away with me wouldn't alter the case a particle. “if, however, I was guilty of none of these offenses, as I’ said, I would be welcome in the field, and I might hunt the wnole sea- son through, though nobody would speak to me. The second year I would be welcome again, if I continued to behave myself, and in’ I would ride the season through with- out anybody speaking to me. The third sea- | fan—in spring, but at other times h Highest of all in Leavening Power.— Latest U.S. Gov't Report Reval Baking Powder ABSOLUTELY PURE son, along the middle of it, if I kept In good fcrm, the huntsman would raise his cap to me, probably, and if I stood that recogni- tion without losing my head in any way, a short while after the master would nod to me. “I would nod back the proper number of degrees stiffer than he had nodded, and in the course of the season I would be honored with a request to subscribe to the hounds. I would subscribe not less than fifty guineas. Then the club buttons and club facings would be sent to me, and by the fourth year I might indulge in an occasional _re- mark to my companions of the chase. You see, in whatever light you regard it, munt- ing is serious sport. It is not the mere chasing of a fox that consumes your inter- est. It is the infinite detail of the thing that makes hunting full of glorious possi- biliues. “Yes,” chimed in the true American, “there is just as much joy to be found in the line a man’s back describes in the sad- dle as in the line he takes across the coun- try, and it’s possible to measure as much glory or despair in the length of his stirrap Hee as in the place he occupies at the jeath.”* English Accent Even in the Stables. “Don't say stirrup strap,” interrupted the cosmopolitan. = “I understand,” answered the true Ameri- can, and he went on.to explain to me that everybody at Chevy Chase is so de-Ameri- canized, he doesn’t have straps about his harness, but “leathers,” he calls his stir- rups “irons,” ard the stable boys never clean, but “muck,” the stable. I went down to the stable to learn for myself if this violation of the Monroe doc- trine is actually as bad as the American represented, and I found it worse. I found colored help about the stable so far colon- ized by Great Britain as to talk Africo- American with a pronounced English ac- cent. The Chevy Chase stables are as illus- trious as the kennels. There is more blue ribbon stock here than any other hunt club in the country can boast. Among the noted horses are Mrs. S. S. Howland’s Ladybird, which is three times a winner, having carried off the first prize at the last horse show, as you doubtless recall. Other horses of Mr. Howland’s string are On- tario,who once held the world’s record high jump; Mogul,the well-known steeplechaser; Erie, the Earl and Billy Claffig, ail prize winners. Mr. Clarence Moore has sevefal horses that are well known. Mr. Harry Earle’s hunter Biscuit and Mr. Marrow’s Surprise have won di:tinction — indeed, there is scarcely a beast in the stables that has not been decorated as often as a Euro- pean diplomat. Chevy Chase Clu has a membership of two hundred odd men and women, not all of whom hunt, however. Those most often in the field are Mr. Clarence Moore, Mr. Henry Earle, Mr. W. E. Earle, Mr. Wm. C. Over. Marrow, Baron Kettler, Baron Grip, Capt. Heese, Mr. Parker, Mr. Wallach, Mr. Hitt, Mr. Dunn, Mr. Murphy, Lieut. Short, Mr. Padilla, Mr. Stone, Mr. Lindslay, Mr. Broome, Mr. Langhorne, Miss Newlands, Miss Davis, Miss Langhorne and Miss Hal- loway. Miss Halloway is a famous equestrienne. She received an ovation for her riding at the New York horse show, and gained glory as a hunter at the fall meet in the Genesee valley. At the Thanksgiving hunt at Chevy Chase she kept at the head of the fleld, and would have been in at the death had not her horse given out. I stayed at the club to see the horses put up after the hunt. They were fed hot gruel, and massaged, and coddied gener- ally, being in the end all done up in flan- rel, with here a plaster on a scratch, and there a bandage on a tender spot, until they looked like sick babies or hypochondriacal octogenarians. I said that it wouldn’t be half bad to be reincarnated a horse, but the true American answered: “Nay, there'll be no horses then. When you are an angel ready to return to earth, we'll ride to hounds on bicycles,” which may not be so much of a prophecy con- cerning the future of the hunt as doubt cast upon the probable angelhood of PAULINE PRY. —_——_— A CHINESE LADY’S DRESS. Some of the Details of a Most Inter- esting Costume. Julian Ralph in Harper's. Ladies differ from coolies, first, in the amount of ornament they display, and sec- ond, in the material of which their clothing is furnished. The only occasions for which a lady dresses gayly are weddings, birth- days and feasts, or ceremonious visits. Ladies always wear silks—never anything more common—but their ately embroidered. The first outer garment is the san—a single or uniined long coat hanging loose trom the shoulder to the knees, with no waist-line. A lady nas other coats —lined, fur-lined and wadded. Under her coat she wears a white coat, and under that a smaller white garment, the chin san. Under everything goes the “piece of cloth,” a piain short apron lapped over at the back. Just such another thing is the skirt, which is worn outside, and reaches half a foot below her outer coat. ‘This skirt is always black, except on spezial cecasions: At her wedding it is red, and at other es pecial times it is pini, blue, purple, violet, or green, and is embroidered with gold or pretty silks. She wears broad trousers to within half an inch of the ground. ‘The bot- toms of the legs are elegantly bordered with embroidery. Ladies wear socks with the seam up the front, and beautifully embroidered silk shoes. In winter a wadded Silk legging warms the calf and ankle. Out-of-doors eve wears a “hack and ifont,” or long She leeveless coat, over all her clothing. rries a folding fan—like a xentleman round flat fan, or a fan of fine fea’ for the coolies, they d hes are but their clo: ‘best” are clabor-4 TENANTS OF DEAD BODIES. Quaint Superstitions About Bees in Ancient Times and Today. From the New York World. Bees have been known to tenant a dead bedy. A party of tourists along the Med- iterranean, exploring the quaint old cem- etery of Algesirias, came across a small, urcovered coffin that held the remains of a child. ‘The cavity of the chest had become the home of an industrious swarm of bees, and the honeycomb they were at work on was rapidly increasing. The Amathusian warriors closed their mest brilliant campaign, so Herodotus says, by the capture and killing of Onesilus, the rebel chief. They cut off bis head, and, after prerenting it before King Amatheus, suspended it over the gates of their city, the city that Onesilus had besieged. The head hung there for many months, and when it had become hollow a swarm of bees entered it and filled it with honey- comb. Thereupon the Amathusians con- sulted. the oracle, and the answer was given them “that they should take down the head and bury it, and sacrifice annual- ly the Onesilus, as to a hero; and if they did so, it would turn out better for them. Mediaeval literature, ard the old-time “chap books’ especially, is filled with qvaint superstitions regarding bees, and scme of them are still held at the present time. In Ireland the mere swarming of bees Is said to foretell a death in the fam- ily of their owner, and in western Pennsy’ vania it is believed that bees will invaria- bly sting red-headed persons when they ap- preach the hive. Scuth Northamptonshire, Ergland, has a strange theory that bee: will not thrive in a quarrelsome famil; An old superstition has it that stolen bees are poor honey makers. Whenever the red cloud of war hangs over Europe, so the common saying goes, the bees will be idle. They say in Bishops: bourne, England, that it invariably pays to go to the hives and inform the bees of any great public event. Two other odd theories are that bees must not be given away, but sold; “otherwise neither the giver nor the taker will have luck; and that the pay- ment for them should never be made in money, but in grain or some sort of pro- duce. In Devon the popular custom is never to remove bees except on Good Fri- jay. Again, according to the custom in some parts of England, in France, in north Ger- many and in Lithuana there is an old superstition to the effect that if the master of the hovse dies scme one must go to the ehive, knock and repeat these words: ‘The master is dead, the master is dead. Otherwise the bees will fly away. One of Whittier’s most beautiful poems, “Telling the Bees,” refers to this custom, and points to the fact that it was recogniz- ed in New England. As soon as the bees were told of their master’s death a strip of black cloth was put around the hives, or else hung from a stick planted in the ground near by. The traditional way of “telling the bees” was to whisper the news of the death to each hive separately. In Lithuania the notice is given by rattling the keys of the house at the doors of the hives. ——————~--—____ EGRO HUMOR. Some Anecdotes Illustrating This Phase of the Colored Man’s Nature. From the Chicago Times-Herald. That the negro has humor goes without saying; that he has wit some will deny. When Frederick Douglass was asked how he felt when some one called him a “‘nig- ger” and replied, “I felt that a jackass had kicked and hit nobody,” he used wit, keen, biting. Wit is a foil without the button; humor a foil with the button. A few examples of negro humor which have been coilected from steamboat deck, from cabin and from church are given. Charles Lamb's famous bon mot was al- most equale] by a rough “rooste: as roustabouts are called along the Ohio river. Lamb, it will be remembered, sat up all night playing poker with Miller, who was very untidy. As daylight streamed into the room through the shutters Lamb caught sight of Miller's remarkably dirty hands. “Miller, sald the wit, ‘if dirt mps what hands you'd hold!” "he negro roustabout, who, of course, had never heard of Lamb or his famous witti- cism, was coming along with a nail keg on his shoulder, when he stumbled over the enormous brogans of another “rooster,” who, being off watch, was lying stretched out on deck taking a sun bath. Glancing down at the colossal feet he exclaimed ad- miringly: “Ef feet wuz trumps dat niggah dar could play high, low, jack an’ de game!” Coming up the Ohio river last fall from Cincinnati on one of the steamers that run in the Pittsburg and Cincinnati trade the Legro cabin boys were engaged in a sur- reptitious game of craps, the great game of the river negro. Two of the boys were chaffing each other unmercifully, when one gave the other a knock-out blow which put an end to the war of words. “Niggah,” he said, “you need'n to talk; wen you come on dis boat you done been so long widout somepin’ to eat dat you des ez light ez ur fedder. Wy, niggah, you could cut de Mo- bile Buck on ur eister crackah an’ nebbah bus’ de crus’!”" At a certain colored church in West Vir- ginia the pastor announced that the sacra- ment would be administered in the morning instead of in the afternoon, as was custom- ary, as he would be called away. Imme- diately an old elder arose and said: “Bred- derin’, I'se of'n hyahd ob de Lawd’s sup- pah, but I nebbah urfo’ hyahd ob de Lawd’s brakfus!” _ The sacrament was administered at the usual time. were t ———— Met at 1:30; Wed at 1:45. From the St. Louis Globe-Democrat. A marriage, romantic in the extreme,was solemnized recently in the office of the county clerk, Glasgow, Ky. The groom and bride had never so much as heard of the other's existence until the other day, and met for the first time when they were brought face to face in the county clerk's office and introduced by a mutual friend preparatory to the-application for license, ‘The groom is John Underwood, a prosper- ous farmer near Temple Hill and sixty-five years old. The bride was Mrs. Martha J. Turner, a widow, twenty-four years old, who came from South Carolina two months ago. The mutval friend pictured to the groom the virtues and excellencies of the young wid- ow, and to her he recited the sterling worth and good qualities of the farmer. Commis- sioned by the latter with a proposition of marriage, he returned with an acceptance frem the widow. They set eyes upon each other at 1:20 o'clock, and at 1:45 o'clock a local minister had pronounced them hus- band and wife. THE coe OUTWITTED.