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THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, DECEMBER 12, 1896-24 PAGES. SAO NO NONONOY: Ase lee) se loek seis <5 C- BY FRANE R. = Written for The Evening Star. Before a bright fire, on a cold December eveniig, sat David and Martha Rowley. They were a middle-aged couple, genial in spirits, prosperous in circumstances, and their home was bright, warm and cheerful. “David.” said Mrs. Rowley, “this is go- ing to be the quietest Christmas we have ever spent together; none of your nephews, none of my nieces; just us two for the Christmas dinner and all that comes be- fere and after it. It seems to me that i is scarcely worth while for us to have a home Christmas. Of course, we can go to church, but as to—" “No, no, no, Martha, that will never do,” interrupted David. “We are not going to give up any of the joys of our lives simply because there are no young people, or any kind of people, to enjoy them with us. We'll keep Christmas just as we have a ways kept it.” 2 And hang up our stockings, I suppose? remarked Martha. kly toward her, hi David turned qu eyes brightening. “Of course, we will do that,” said he. “Ever since we have lived in this house there have been stockings hung up in it on Christmas eve, and the Il be hung up this year just the same.” nd you think Santa Claus will fill them, do you?” asked his wife. “Think!” said David. “I am sure of it. Anyway we will try him.” “I HAVE NAMED IT JANE BOWLEY. CHRISTMAS JANE, A HOLIDAY "SKETCH, (Copyright, 1896, by the Bacheller Syndicate.) ey STOCKTON. = SW oy ve. rik i‘ $e. He sat down and Hstened. Several times he took his lantern and looked at the clock. It seemed to him it took a long time for the hands to move to a quarter of 7. Before the minute hand touched 9, Mr. Rowley rose and went into the hall. Very quietly he drew back the bolt to the front door, unfastened the chain, and unlocked the door, ready to be opened. Then he listened intently. Very soon he heard feet ascending the stone steps. He gently opened the door and admitted two noiseless figures. They were women. Without a word, Mr. Rowley con- ducted them into the library and shut the door. After some minutes of whispered conver- sation, the three came into the hall. One woman held the lantern, so as to light the stairs, and the other, with Mr. Rowley, quietly ascended. She carried a bundle, and when they reached the chamber door they stopped and Istened. Finding that Mrs. Rowley was still asleep, they entered and approached the right-hand side of the fireplace. The woman gazed at the great stocking which hung there, and as she did so her mouth widened and her eyes spar- kled, but she made no sound. Then she turned to Mr. Rowley and shook her head as if she sai ‘This will not do.” He gazed back at her and raised his eyebrows, as if he would ask: “Why will it not do? What is the matter with it?” She shook her head again and stood for a moment, thinking. She looked about Mer, and, see- ing a cushion on a lounge, she motioned to Mr. Rowley to put it on the floor. When Day after day, when David Rowley came home from his business, early in the after- noon, he found his wife sitting before the darning stockings that as he en- a has y stuff P stn ared odd to him, for her basket. Martha very sel d anything hastily One afternoon, after David came home, his wife was summoned down stairs to see a caller, and, hurriedly rising, she put down her work basket and left the room. The basket was so near the edge of the table that Mr. Rowley, noticing that it was in danger of falling on the floor, rose to set it back. As he did so, his eyes fell | pon something extremely bright and gay lay within it. Impelled by curiosity | aving no conscientious scruples alcut | he took hold of that he might examine raised d raised and raised—there seemed to be no end to It. At last he held up the gaudy thing et arm's length; It was a stocking, made up of hori zontal stripes of black and red and yellow. It was not finished, for a great part of the foot was wanting. looking at his wife's work. the gay object and raised H it “Heavens! thought David Rowley. “What can that be for? Not for me, zure- ly, for I wear socks; and not for herself! Oh, no, that could never be With both ha as he held the stocking by mers and gazed at it “Ten said he. “It is a1 of that! Ard if it were finished, it would be— yes, it would be a yard lon; Who on earth could wear a stock: ig as stood staring at rated idea struck him. 3 on tne ng Out into a laugh, sual number of stock! a stocking!" he more. Mrs. R attend to 5 It was early on Christmas mornir erything was quiet indoors and out ark outdoors and in, except ixht given out by a night lamp amber of Mr. and Mrs. Rowley : x soundly; the use she had % until her hus- Dp. he Nght for him to se his stocki which n om the left mantelpiece, and he perceived yked very full bulged out vely and iness room, and flaccid and His wife had had faith that Santa would come around again early in the ne heard a clock strike 6, and at the sound he quietly slipped out of bed od himself, with the exception of shoes. Then, with hts slippers in his he stole down the softly carpeted Ta the hall he put on his slippers, struck a wax match, and made his way to the kitchen, where he lit a lantern. Very careful to make no notse with bolt or key. this had been done she gently laid her bun- dle on the cushion. Now she approached Mr. Rowley and whispered in his ear the word, “Scissors.” He looked at her in sur- prise, but soon produced a pair from a work table. Then she took down the great stock- ing, and, before the amazed eyes of Mr. Rowley, she ruthlessly cut it from the top all the way to the heel, so that it could be laid open. In reply to Mr. Rowley's look of hor- ror, she whispered: “Can't be helped; no other way. It can be sewed up again.” Kneeling down by the side of the sofa cushion, she opened the stocking to its utmost width. She laid it over the bundle, entirely covering it, and tucking it around the sides so that it looked as if it were a stocking filled to its greatest capacity. Then she rose, gazed at her arrangements with a smile, and left the room. Mr. Rowley slipped off his coat and drew “WH 17 cried, and with this che bounced out: of bed. - Almost in.the same second David was on the floor and had touched the but- ton of the electric Ught. = At first Mrs..Rowley stopped, astonished, not seeing her st hanging where she had put it. Then perceiving it on the cushion, apparently stuffed very full, she immediately imagined that it was so heavy that it had dropped, and st to pick, it up. As she did so, however, she drew back with a cry. “It moves,” she exclaimed. “Tt is some- “I hope 80,” ‘Mr, Rowley, who was now crouching by ‘her. “I should: have been terribly shocked if it had died.” Mrs. Rowley looked at him in stupsfac- tion. Before she could »; however, there was a convulsive movement of the stocking, a very little fist was t ‘ust from it and the upper part of one of its sev2red sides fell back. Mrs. Rowley restrained a thing alive!” scream. “It a baby!” she cried. “Yes,"" aid ‘her husband, “that is what it is. Santa Claus must have thought it would be useful, especially in holiday times, and then again (he mentioned this to me in confidence) he could not think of anything else which would so well fit that stocking!” Mrs. Rowley did not answer. She stoop- ed and gently took up the baby. She sat on the floor and held it in her lap. It fixed its round eyes upon her and feebly smiled. “David Rowley,” said she, “where did this come from?” “You must ask Santa Claus about that,” said he. “At least, you can ask two of his assistants who are down stairs. Good women both—and they will assure you that everything is all right.” The two womer. were kept waiting a-long time, down stairs, but at last Mrs. Rowley, who was now sitting in a chair with the baby in her arms, told her husband that he might go down and ask them to come up. “But befcre I go,” said he, “I want you to krow that I have named it. I have named it Jane Rowley, after my mother.” “Why didn’t you name it after me?” she asked quickly. “No, indeed, madame,” said ne. ‘There's never to be but ore Martha Rowley in this world for me. That is the reason I was so quick about it.” Now Mrs. Rowley greatly disliked the name of Jane, but, of course, under the circumstances, she could not say so. “Would you mind,” she asked, “if we call it Christmas Jane? “J wouldn’t mind it a bit,” said he. Chrissy is growing up to be a fine girl, and considering the manner of her intro- duction into the Rowley family, it 1s not likely that she will ever fail to hang up her stocking on Christmas eve. ——— Cable Slots a Part of the Highway. From Harper's Weekly. New York bicyclists may congratulate themselves on the decision of the appel- late division of the supreme court for their city that the slot of the cable roads is part of the highway, and that persons riding bicycles on it are not expected to have eyes in the backs of their heads. The case was that of James H. Rooks, a minor, who testified that while riding on the cable slot he was thrown off of his bicycle by a car which came up behind without sound- ing its gong or giving other warning. Rid- ers on cable slots are apt to have their attention engrossed in keeping their bicy- cles upright and looking out for obstacles A STOCKING.” his feet out of his slippers; then, as gently as was possible for him, he got into bed and covered himself up to his chin. He was trembling with pleasurable excite- ment. “Tf it squeals,” he said to himself, “it will be the same as the alarm clock at 7, but I must not wait for either of them. Turning toward his wife he gave her a Je push. Martha,” said he, “it's time to get up” he went down into the cellar and opened the drafts of the furnace, an hour at least before the time at which this office was generally performed by the servant. When he came upstairs again, Mr. Row- ley went into the library with his lantern; then he walked noiselessty into the parior. There he stood by the register a few min- utes, and then he went back to the library. She opened her eyes and looked at him, sleepily. § “Is it 7 o'clock?” she asked. “Not quite,” said he; “but it is Christ- mas morning. Merry Christmas, my dear! You ought to get up and see what is in your stocking! In a moment she was wide awake. “Oa, yes, let us look at our stockings!” she ahead, and all the more so if they suspect there is a car somewhere in their rear. It will add to their sense of security in an exercise which is perilous enough at best to know that they cannot lawfully be run down from behind, except after warning duly given. Nothing in ahs decision should encourage Bieyal iste, minors es- Decially, to regard the cable slot as their Preserve. Memorized, From Life. Catterson—“I suppose you are pretty fa- miliar with the country from New York out to your suburban home?" Hatterson—“Yes, I know every inch of. the advertisements.” ‘ = CONFEDERATE MONEY Narrative of Oue of the Survivors of the English Lithographers. UNWRITTEN CHAPFER INTHE CIVILWAR as = Experience in, the Workshops Where the Money Was Made. PAY OF THE PRINTERS eS Written for The Eveving Sta O NE OF THE 8E- rious problems to which the confeder- ate government had to turn its attention early in the course of {ts struggle was that of supplying a currency. There were but two means of meeting this need. One was to levy on the resources of the southern states and the other was to set in motion the printing presses. Great as were the available resources of the south. they were altogether inadequate for the carrying on of the tremendous conflict that engaged th’ land, and the alternative had to be accepted as a matter of necessity. But the task of turning out a great mass of paper currency was in itself a difficult one. In the secessionist states there was no paper mill manufacturing the kind of Paper suitable for money, and no printing establishment equipped for the production of notes and bills in any quantities. For a time “‘state money” and the specie on hand at the outbreak of the war was re- Hed upon. Early in 1861 this was suople- mented by notes of small denominations is- sued fn the name of the confederate states of America, and printed in Richmond, the seat of the confederate government. These earlier efforts commanded little respect, even among the ardent supporters of the confederacy. The notes were contemp- tugusly termed “rag” money. They were a poor quality of paper, and the design was calculated to excite the pity of even an un- skillful counterfeiter. “In July, 1861,” in the words of President Davis, “the confederate leaders realized that they had entered on a desperate strug- gle, nd the plan then adopted was to is- sue treasury notes convertible at the pleas- Fm, Se <) ure of the holder into bonds.’ More than six hundred millions of these treasury notes were issued within the next two years. Before the work could even be de- gun on any large scale it was necessary to smuggle the paper and presses, the outfit for a large lithographing establishment, and the men to run this establishment through the blockade which President Lin- coln had declared on all southern ports. One of the Few Survivors, Like most of their other supplies, the confederate leaders got these from Eng- land and brought them in by way of the West Indies. How the task of turning out millions of paper money, which the con- federacy had set for itself, was carried out forms an interesting chapter in the un- written history of the confederate move- ment, and is here set down for the first ume in the narrative of Mr. John Hodge, one of the few survivors of the group of young English printers and lithograpners brougiat to Charleston, .S. C., in 1 for the express purpose of making confederate money. Mr. Hodge is now an American citizen. “In April, 1862, when I was in my twen- ty-fourth year, I was working in London for Charles Straker & Sons, a large Jitho- graphing establishment. had. then been eight years at my trade as a lithographer, and was considered a fairly good workman. All England was greatly ‘Interested in the American struggle, and therefore we looked with curiosity at a man of distinguished @ppearance, plainly an American, who vis- {ted our shop one day, and who was re- ported to be an agent of the confederate states, engaged in purchasing supplies. Our interest was greatly increased when a story got about that the American gentleman had purchased the machinery for a large lithographing plant from our firm, and was looking about for a number of young fellows to man this establishment, which was to be devoted to printing money for the confederacy. : “The prospect of large pay and lively ad- venture was as attractive to me as it is likely to be to a young fellow of that age, and I went to the head of the firm with the request that he should recommend me to our American visitor. As a result I was invited to visit Maj. Evans of Charles- ton, S. C., at his hotel, and went to see him in company with ten other workers at my craft. We found the major a very agree- able person, and the upshot of our inter- view was that we agreed to go to Charles- ton to work for the confederate govern- ment. We were promised $20 a week in gold and a liberal rate of plece work pay. and each man on signing his contract re- ceived from £40 to £4) to pay the expenses of preparing for the journey. How They Come to This Country. “We left London on May 19, 1862, on the ship Leopard of Glasgow. We were the only passengers except three southern of- ficers and Major Evans, who joined us at Cardiff, where our ship stopped to make some additions to her cargo. We stopped again at Queenstown and from there sailed directly for Bermuda in the West Indies. At all these places more cargo was brought aboard, but although we were pretty cer- tain that it consisted of military stores we were not allowed to know anything about that, and were kept under military disci- pline. “From Bermuda we went to Nassau, and there we were told that both our party and the ship's cargo would be divided into two and would proceed by separate boats for the short, but dangerous part of the journey still before us. Our party, contain- ing Major Evans and six of our men, was put on the Autonica, a regular blockade runner, and the rest cf us went on the W. M. Seabrook, an American river boat, com- manded by Capt. Dan Vincent, who was known as one of the most daring of the Charleston pilots. As we sailed out of Nas- sau harbor with the palmetto flag and the half crescent, the South Carolina revenue flag, at our masthead we were cheered by the people on shore and saluted by the other vessels in the harbor, for the object of our journey was well known. “The Seabrook was a light draught boat, and the captain's plan was not to sail di- rectly into Charleston harbor, but to slip in through an inlet with which he was ac- quainted. Unfortunately he made a slight miscalculation as to the tides, and that proved his undoing... One morning as we were bearing in close to the South Caro- lina coast we saw aUnited States cruiser looming up close at-hand. The Seabrook sped away up Bull's inlet, the little stream which Capt. Vincent had been making for, where the crutser could not follow us, al- though she chased us as far as she could and fired a shot or two!across our bows. “But, as I said before) the captain had miscaiculated the tide, which was further out that he supposed, and presently we found ourselves stuck fast in the mud. The Yankees were aware of our plight, too, and presently our look-out afinounced that two boats were putting off tfrom the cruiser, each carrying a howitzer in the bow, and were coming leisurely along to capture us. Escaped From the Vessel. “When we heard this announcement we youngsters, the confederate officers and most of the crew dropped quickly over the ship's side into the two boats and réwed away, but the captain stuck doggedly to his post. The stars and stripes had soon taken the place of the palmetto flag on the Seabroo! it we were out of sight by that time, and" were trying to make our way Sato TS sais of ras and water, dragging ourselves along and pushing the boats ahead of us. eens “We were twenty-two miles from Charles- ton, lost in a wilderness of swamps, and we spent two days through the mud tting out alive. During that time we |, Ear, umed curasiver ak 1d na we land, but at the end of the second came upon a small encampment of erate troops, the Santee Mounted Rifles, and found that we were safe within the confederate lines. From here we had 10 walk to Charieston, a distance: of twenty- two miles, over a heavy sandy road, and b: the time we reached the city we were as worn and bedraggied specimens of human- ity as it would be possible to fd. “We were warmly welcomed by the people of Charleston, who insisted on regarding the men of the Seabrook as heroes, and by Major Evans, who had arrived before us. The latter advanced us money for our im- mediate needs, for what we had had been lost in making our escape from the boat. We were set to work almost immediately in the printing office of Evans & Coggswell, which still stands in Broad streét, Charles- ton, but after a short time we were re- moved to Columbia, the capital of the state, where most of the work of making confederate paper money was carried on for the remainder of the war. Where the Money Was Made. “There were threo establishments in Co- lumbia devoted to thts business. One was that of Evans & Coggswell, of which firm ovr friend Major Evans was the senior member. They had seventy-five hand press- es in their office and printed notes of smail denominaticns, ones and twos, besides the thousands of ‘cotton’ bonds which the con- federacy issued. he second was that of Keatinge & Ball, where ten presses were kept busy running off copper-plate impres- sions of the large denomination notes—100 and 500. The third establishment was that of Col. Blanton Dencan, where seventeen lithograph presses turned out the notes of the middle denominations—five, ten, twenty, etc. The total capacity of all these presses per week, including the printing of bonds, came close to the one hundred million mark, and during the latter part of "62 and all of '63 they were kept going at nearly tcp speed. Colonel Duncan's office, being the one with which I am most familiar, will perkaps serve to illustrate the whole work. “Each press was manned by three work- ers—one printer and two negro slave-help- ers. The printers, of whom there wete about seventy-five in the town, were nearly all Englishmen, as were the designers also. The paper was all manufactured in Eng- land and was stamped at the manufactory with the mark of the confederacy, a smail palmetto encircled by the words “Treasury Department, C. 8. A.;’ but the stones from which the bills were printed were prepared in Columbla by the men brought over for that purpose. The paper came to the press- men in sheets 16x18 inches, large enough to contain eight bills. It was necessary to take several impressions for each sheet to get in the different colors, and the sheets were passed on from printer to printer vntil completed and then were shipped away to Richmond to be signed. Of course, it was impossible for the register and sec- retary of the treasury to sign all these. A large force of clerks was employed for this work and after a time some of them were stationed in Columbia, where the signing Process could go ow more rapidly. More Difficult for Counterfeiters “The rate of pay was very liberal, as will be seen from the price Jist appended to the ‘Rules and Regulations.’ This rate was in addition tg the twenty dollars in gold which the Engii®hmen were paid, and as a good workman could run off 3,00) impressions a weeke and the confederate bills were worth at this time about 70 per cent of their fece value, the earnings of all the men were high, much higher than they would haye been at home in London and Glasgow. “One effect of the efforts of Major Evans and his associates was a great improvement In the quality and durability of confeder- ate bills. The difference between the early notes, pfintel on one side of flimsy pape with a crude design, and those of later date, on tough paper and with a design that was intelligible if not artistic, was very striking and lessened the counterfeiter’s chance by some 10) per Cent. As a matter of fact, there was less counterfeiting of confeder- ate bills than {s usually supposed. The northern imitations were wretched produc- tions and in the south there were few fa- cilities for such work. “A second, no less important, effect of the change was that it enabled the printers to keep pace fairly well with the confederate legislators, who were authorizing new is- sues of treasury notes every few days until, as President Davis said, they had ‘flooded the country with a mass of paper currency at least three times the amount required by its business needs.’ As the value of these notes sank lower and lower, the printing presses were made to turn faster and faster, because it took more and more notes to buy a certain amount of war sup- plies abroad—a retroactive policy which in iself proves the desperateness of the situ- ation. “Although the men engaged in the pro- duction of this money acted as contractors, their position was quasi-official and corres- ponded more nearly to that of government officers. Military discipline was enforced in all the offices and strict attention to busi- ress was required. ‘The prices fixed for work were as fol- the strict discipline en- forced during working hours, we were al- lowed considerable freedom in moving atout the city, being supplied with a pass, except when it was necessary to punish one of us for some delinquency. *Stealing Notes. “One form of laxness which cost the con- federacy, a large amount of their paper notes was their carelessness in handling the unsigned notes in the offices. The printers were allowed to take these notes in any quantities they liked while at work, and one of the men got into the habit of carrying off five or ten sheets of ten, twen- ty or fifty-dollar notes every da: or course, it was necessary for him to commit forgery in signing them, but there were so many different signaturés on the notes that it was not easy to detect a spurious one, and this enterprising individual had taken some $200,000 of notes before he was found out. Then he was promptly sentenced to be shot, but this was in 1865, when Sherman was close at hand, and the sentence was never executed. After that, however, de- tectives were set to watch the men while at work, and a strict accounting was kept. “When the confederacy began to get into desperate financial straits, it adopted a curious shift to pay the printers, and in- stead of giving them its own notes, it al- lowed them to print notes bearing their own name, and redeemable in confederate bills, and the extent to which these private rotes might be printed was practically left to the firm itself. But down to the very day when Sherman’s men marched into Columbia the workmen who had been brought from England were paid in gold, as their contracts called for, and in the last days they were almost the only persons in the employ of the confederacy who did re- ceive their pay in gold, so that on every pay day they were besieged by brokers, who offered “— appalling premiums for it. n April, 1865, when the confederacy was in its death throes, the whole output of presses, which had turned out nearly a billion dollars, at that time would little more than have paid for the three printing establishments. Then I got a pass from Gen. Lovell putting me beyond the con- federate lines, and made the best of my way to New York to make money more slowly but in more durable form ROYAL The absolutely pure _ BAKING POWDER ROYAL—tbe most celebrated of all the.baking powders in the world— cel- ebrated for its great leavening strength and purity. 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