Evening Star Newspaper, April 24, 1897, Page 18

18 GRAVES OF HEROES The Nation’s Dead Lie Buried in Many Places. SOME ARE HONORED, SOME NEGLECTED Fate of the Men Who Fought Under Grant or Lee. A LONG ROLL OF FAME ———— Written for The Evening Star. HE REMAINS OF our martial leaders and heroes are wide- ly scattered. Grant sleeps by the Hud- son, Sherman on the banks of the Missis- sippi and Sheridan a@t Arlington, across the Potomac from ‘Washington. As with these three, so close- ly associated in war, so it is with nearly all of the gallant sol- diers and sailors who stood shoulder to shoulder in battle. With the exception of West Point and Arlington there is no burial place espectally set apart for soldiers and sailors which contains the remains of any number of noted leaders. A number are buried in the civic cemeteries, Laurel Hill, Philadelphia, and Spring Grove, Cincinnati. Sumter’s war hero, Gen. Robert Anderson, lies at West Point. In the same cemetery are the graves of Gens. Kilpatrick, the dashing cavairyman; J. M. Brannan, Grover, Hartsuff, William Hays, Macken- zie; also a distinguished cavalryman, Charles P. Stone; Sykes, leader of the 5th Corps, and the veteran Keyes, who died in Switzerland in 1895, and was brought to West Point for burial. On the banks of the Hudson, also, the Fy my wooden . F. Bartlett. author of that phrase which in 1861 thrill- ed the northern heart, “If any man at- tempts to haul down the American flag, shoot him on the spot,” Gen. John A. Dix, found his lest resting place. His grave in ‘Trinity cemetery, on Washington Heights, is marked by a simple headstone. Fremont, “The Peth Finder,” ts buried in Rockiand cemetery, on the Hudson, above New York. Far up the Hudson, and quite beyond the classic region of the Highlands, sleeps the “Rock of Chicka- mauga.” Gen. Thomas’ grave is in Oak Wood cemetery, Troy. It is kept in the best of order by @ committee of several G_ A. R. posts. The grave of Gen. Shemman tn Calvary cemetery, St. Louis, is marked with a monument. McCiellan Hes in River View cemetery at Trenton. There is a monument on his grave, erected by his famly; aiso one in front of the gateway of the ceme- tery, placed there by the general’s friends and admirers, and an equestrian statue on the north plaza of the municipal square, Philadelphia. Burnside sleeps in the soil of his adopted state, Rhode Island. His grave in Swamp Point cemetery, Provi- dence, Is kept in good order, a permanent fund having been established for that pur- pose. Gen. Joseph Hooker, “Fighting Joe,” the third commander of the Army of the Potomac, sleeps in Cincinnati. Meade, fourth and last commander of that army, is buried in Philadelphia. Many of the subordinate heroes of the war, the dashing fellows of meteoric ca- reers, lie in strange out-of-the-way places. Col. Ellsworth, the zouave, known as the flag martyr of Alexandria, who fell In the second month of the war, is buried in the village cemetery at Mechanicsville, N. Y. Nathaniel Lyon, also a hero of the fir: months of the war, is buricd at Eastford, Cone. He was killed in battle, and his body fell into the hands of the enemy, but was finally recovered and sent north for burial. Major Theodore Winthrop, who was shot through the heart while leading a forlorn hope at Big Bethel, ts buried at New Ha- ven, Conn. “Hold the Fort! Corse, who survived his war wounds, and d‘ed a couple of years ago in Boston, is buried at Bur- lington, Ia. Cushing, the hero of Albemarie sound, and who also survived his war in- jeries for some years,out at last succumbed to them, is buried in the Naval cemetery at Arnapoils. A Brilliant Galaxy. ‘There ts a galaxy of brilliant names borne by heroes of many a hard fight. At the head stands that of Hancock, “the superb,” wto led innumerable battle charges famous in history. He is buried at Norristown, Pa., in a vault constructed under his own eupervision. Gen. Henry A. Barnum, who suffered until the day of his death, in 1804, frcm a wound received in 1862, is buried in Oak Wood cemetery, Syracuse, N. Y. Gen. Hiram Burnham, the here of the capture of Fort Harrison, also of the successful charge at Marye’s Heights, Mes in Pine Grove cemetery, Cherryfield, Me. Charles Ellet, jr.. who organized the first steam ram fleet, and died of a wound received in the desperate vaval battle at Memphis, sleeps at Laurel Hill cemetery, Philadel- pbhia. Farragut, the bold fighter and bril- Nant fleet commander, is buried at Wood- lawn cemetery, New York. in a plot beauti- fully situated on Aurora hill. General Stan- nard, whose brigade of “Green mountain” militia turned the tide at Gettysburg, in repulsing Pickett’s charge, is buried at Bur- ington, Vt. Gen. Joseph Hooker, whose reputation as @ fighting soldter needs no amplification here, has already been mentioned in con- nection with the commanders of the Army <= CANCER Mrs. A. H. Crausby of 158 Kerr st., Memphis, Tenn., paid no attention to a small lump im ber breast, but it soon developed im New York the most malig- nant type. The finally declared her case hopeless. As best physicians “Steed and rider went down to- gether.”"—Gen. Richard Garnett. from the battlefield cemeteries for refnter- ment at the north. One such exception was fn the case of the gallant Col. Robert G. Shaw, whose regiment of black soldiers, “Their line of eyeballs gieaming white,” had the place of honor in the storming of Fort Wagner. Shaw was Killed on the parapet and the southerners, who held the field, placed him in a trench scooped out of the sand between the fort and the sea. In the course of time, the action of the waves destroyed the surface of the beach to a censiderable depth and scattered the bones of Wagner's heroes beyond recovery. An- other noted war hero whose last resting place can never be fitly honored is that of the first leader of the Irish brigade, Gen. ‘Thomas Francis Meagher. Some time after the war Meagher was drowned from a ves- sel in the Missouri river, Montana, and his tedy could never be recovered. The body of the gallant Custer was removed from the scene of the horrible massacre on the Little Big Horn, and buried at West Point. The remains of Capt. Miles W. Keogh, the brave war veteran, who died by the side of Cus- ter, were also identified and brought to Au- burn, N. Y., for burial in Fort Hill ceme- tery. Fighting Phil Kearney, “The one- armed devil,” was killed within the con- federate lines, where he had ventured alone with his usual rashness. His body was recognized by Stonewall Jackson, who had served with him in Mexico, and sent to his friends under a flag of truce, accompanied by a touching message of tribute to the gal- lantry of an old comrade. Kearney lies in Trinity churcityard, on Broadway, at the bead of Wall street. There is no monu- ment. The brave McPherson, who, like Kearney, was shot down within the ene- my’s lines in front of Atlanta, was also recognized by the enemy. The remains were carefully guarded and sent into the federal camp. They were brought north for burial in the family plot, in his old home, Clyde, Ohio. At the Front. Four of the distinguished leaders, who met with a fate similer to that of Kearny and McPherson, falling under the pitiless sharpshooter’s bullet, on the very front line where the ground was held alternately by friend and foe, lived long enough to be borne by their friends to places of safety. Gen. Jesse L. Reno was shot almost at the crest of South mountain, while reconnoit- ering the ground for advance of the 9th Army Corps. He was buried at Oak Hill cemetery, Washington, and a monument marks the spot where he fell. Three days later Gen. James K. Mansfield, a hero with white hairs, was killed in a similar man- ner in front of the 12th Corps at Antietam. He died while being borne to the rear in the arms of a couple of his soldiers, and was buried at Middletown, Conn. Gettys- burg’s foremost hero, Gen. J. F. Reynolds, was shot through the head by a sharp- shooter while piloting his troops to the scene of the first encounter on that decis- ive field. He died after being placed in an ambulance, and the remains were slowly borne to the rear past the advancing col- umns, which the news of his initial battle stroke and tragic death summoned to the front at double quick. He is burled at Lan- caster city cemetery, Lancaster, Pa. Gen. Wadsworth, another hero with gray hairs, fell within the enemy’s lines at the Wilder- ness. His body was secured when his troops rushed forward, and brought north for interment in the Temple Hill cemetery, Genesee, N. Y- McClellan, Grant, Sherman and Sheridan were followed to the grave by others, who, ike themselves, after brilllant army ca- reers, had distinguished themselves in civil affairs. Logan is buried in the National cemetery at the Soldiers’ Home, Wasuing- ton, D. C.. His tomb is in a memorial chapel, erected by Mrs. Logan. Slocum is buried at Greenwood, near the tomb of Henry Ward Beecher, in a vault especially prepared for him. Butler's remains lie in private grounds belonging to the family, @ plot annexed to Hildreth’s cemetery at Lowell, Mass. Banks’ grave is at Grove Hill cemetery, Waltham, Mass. The National cemetery at Arlington, Va., is destined to become hallowed with the ashes of many of the distinguished soldiora and sailors of the civil war. It is already Gen. Albert Sidmey Johuston’s Body Was Wrapped in a Mantle and Stealthily Borne to the Reo: celebrated by reason of its romantic his- tory and its beautiful location near the na- tiozal capital. Many noted leaders have beea buried there, in deference to thei: special requests, and the remains of others fave been transferred to that classic ground by their friends. Nearly two score whose names are household words because of their daring deeds in battle now rest at Arlington, among them Crook, the cava'ry- man and Inuian fighter; the gallant west- ern soldier, Lovell H. Rousseau; also Ha- zen and Mower, who battled in the armies of Sherman and Grant; old Gen. Harney of the regulars, noted before the war as a fighter of the border; Doubleday, Gibiion and many others, besides Sheridan, who has already been mentioned. The heroes’ of the deck buried at Arlington thus far are Admirals Porter and Jenkins and Rear Admirals Queen, Johnson and Shufeldt. A Touch of Pathos. There is a touch of the pathetic in the history of the grave of Gen. Israel B. Rich- ardson, at Pontiac, Mich. General Rich- ardson was e@ West Point soldier, and in the Mexican war earned three brevets for gallantry in battle. He was a civilian waen the war broke out in 1861, but offered his ‘THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, APRIL nals, Gen, omas sleeps in the “Bivouac of the Dead,” on banks of the Kentu river, close to the spot where Colonel O’Hara penned the cele- trated lines beginning: On Fame’s eternal camping grounds, Their silent tents are spread. ‘The section of the burial ground at Frank- fort where General Crittenden Hes fs de- voted to the remains of distinguished Ken- statesmen and war- it Beside the grave of General Crittenden stands a shaft erected to the memory of a ‘ages boy hero, his orly son, Lieutenant Critte: » one of the victims of the Custer massacre. The war belongs to a past so remote that it fs necessary to recall some of the inci- dents which for a time lent brillfancy to names since forgotten. In Woodlawn cem- etery, near New York city, ts buried Gen. Robert B. Potter, a brother of Bishop Pot: ter of the New York diocese. General Pot- ter died In the service, but not until he had made a gallant record as a soldier. He led his regiment, the Bist New York, in the ckarge across Burnside’s bridge at Antte- tam. Later ho commanded a division in the 9th Corps, and led it into the smoking pit of the celebrated “crater,” after the explosion of the mine at Petersburg. Gen. Willtam F. Bartlett, another hero of the “crater” battle, is buried at Pittsfield, Mass. Bartlett led a brigade into the “crater, and one of his companions, hearing the thud of a bullet striking him in the leg, of- fered to assist him to a place of safety. “Oh, never mind,” said Bartlett, “it was only my wooden leg.” Bartlett had lost his leg two years before at Yorktown, but kept on fighting, and came out of the war liter- ally “shot all to pieces.” Owing to his wooden leg he always went into battle mounted, and was winded again and again, although the confederate officers, who learned to know him, out of admira- tion for his bravery, tried to prevent their men from aiming at him. Another Massa- chusetts hero, whose fame rests upon a single incident, one which, however, will never be lost to history, is the sailor who sent the notorious crulser Alabama to Davy Jones’ locker, Admiral James A. Winslow. Winslow's grave is in Forest Hills ceme- tery, Boston, and ts cared for by the Kear- serge Association of Naval Veterans, who gather annually to sing over the remains of their old commander the celebrated Kear- sarge “Song of Victory.” Lee and Jackson. The little town of Lexington, Va., holds the ashes of Robert E. Lee and Stonewall Jackson. The chieftain is entombed In the chapel of Washinton and Lee University, and his great field marshal sleeps in the town cemetery. Jackson’s fatal wound was recelved between the lines, in the night, and it was with difficulty that he was borne back to his own camp. Richmond's noted cemetery, Hollywood, is commonly supposed to hold the re- mais of many noted confederates, but Such fs not the case. The most distin- gu'shed soldier buried there is “Jeb” Stuart, who was cut down almost at the gates of Richmond by a bullet from the carbine of one of Col. Russell Alger’s Michigan treopers. He was hurried from the field in an ambulance, narrowly es- caping capture, and died at the home of & friend in Richmond. Gen. George E. Pick- ett is also burted at Hollywood. In ground known as the Hill plot, near Westbrook and close to Richmond, Hes the body of Gen. A. P. Hill. Hill was shot dead on the outskirts of Petersburg, the last day of the battle there, by a federal straggler whom he encountered between the lines. General Lee was watching Hill's move- ments at the time, and on seeing him fall ordered some infantry that chanced to be near to charge and recover the body. The charge was successful and in nick o’ time, for the ground was soon irretrievably lost to the enemy and the confederates in full retreat. Gen. Joseph BE. Johnston is buried in Grecnmount cemetery, Baltimore. Generai Polk, the soldier-bishop, who was killed at Johnston's side, in front of Atlanta, by a@ shell which General Sherman himself aimed and dispatched on its errand of death, is buried at Augusta, Ga. His tomb. is underneath the chancel of St. Paul's Church. Only one army commander was killed in battle. That was Albert Sidney Johnston, the soldier who, at the time of his death at Shiloh, was the hope of the south. Af- ter leading a successful bayonet charge in frent of the terrible ‘Hornets’ Nest,” General Jchnston rode toward another part of the field, to order up fresh troops. Without knowing it he was then bleeding to death from an artery severed by a bul- let that had struck him during a moment of excitement and had not been felt. A stream of blood pouring over the top of his bootleg attracted the attention of his aids, who helped him from the saddle. Death followed before a surgeon could be sum- moned. For fear that tidings of the death of their general would chill the ardor of the soldiers who were steadily driving Grant's columns back to the shore of Tennessee river, the body was wrapped In a mantle and stealthily borne to the rear. The first burial was in a vault in the St. Louis cem- etery, at New Orleans. Afterward the re- mains were transferred to the state ceme- tery at Austin, Texas, to rest In soil he claimed as his own by adoption. “When I die,” he had once said, ‘let a handful of Texas earth be placed upon my breast.” Beauregard is buried in Metarie ceme- tery, New Orleans; Forrest, the “wizard of the saddle,” at Elmwood cemetery, Mem- phis; Semmes, commander of the cruiser Alabama, in New Orleans. General Arm- istead, the only brigadier in Pickett’s col- umn who crossed the stone wall barrier on Cemetery ridge, was mortally wounded, and died a prisoner. He was recognized by federal officers, and buried in a church yard of the town. In all the history of martial deeds there is no sublimer nor sadder page than that which records the fate of Gen. Richard Garnett, compamion nero wftn Armistead. When Pickett's column was forming, Gar- nett lay in an ambulance prostrate by serious flIness. Unwilling to be left be- hind he wrapped himself in a blue over- coat picked up on the fleld, mounted his horse and led his brigade as far as the Emmittsburg pike. A high fence obstruct- ed the column at that point, and the fed- eral fire from the ridge added to the con- fusion in Pickett’s ranks. Garnett rode along the front, urging his men to press forward. He was then covered with blood, and leaned over well upon his horse's neck. Suddenly there was a fresh outburst of bullets from the ridge. Steed and rider went down together, and the column moved on. After the repulse of Pickett the body of Gen. Garnett lay unrecognized between the lines. His sword and field glass were found and subsequently restored: to the family, but the most diligent search and inquiry failed to prevent his burial among the unknown dead of Gettysburg. Se Chicago Policemen as Bankers, From the Chicago Times-Herald. The Harrison street police station does a banking business, It does not loan money or discount commercial paper, but it acts as a safe deposit company. The officers there receive deposits of money, which they put in the safe. But they do not pay any interest. Most of the customers, however, are weil content to allow their money to remain on that condition. The business is rapidly increasing, and it is seldom that there are not a few hundred dollars in the big safe. The Harrison street police station is in the heart of the levee and the tenderloin district of Chicago. Very often' men in search of a “good time’ find themselves in that section.- After having taken a few drinks they realize that it ts risky to carry @ big rell of money with them. So for se- cure keeping they will call at the police station and ask the sergeant in charge to take care of the money until they want it. ‘The sergeant ts obliging, and the money is locked up in the safe, and the next day the owner is richer by that much money. No one has lost any money by leaving it with the police. Aside from the fact that the policemen are honest, such a thing as robbing @ police station is unknown. The most daring burglar would hesitate before he would attempt it. The safe is good and strong and the police station has telephonic and telegraphic communication with all of the other stations, and should there BUST BLIZZARD, => - ‘WRITEEN 208 THE KVENING STAR BY a o 1 an 2 © 39 As white as:marble and as flat as the top of a table,*the great Round-rock desert stretche@away ‘from the edge of the thick- growing Sagebrush of Barren Valley to the grayish mountains east and north. It was soft as carpet and as dreadful as poison, for the white as ‘that of alkali, and it rose in @ dust ‘at the fall of a foot. Ten miles in widtti and forty in length, this wretched spot lay naked of even the slight- est cign of vegetation. A road that curved its narrow way through the sagebrush skirted the desert on the west, By the side of this stood a cabin, -back of which were fenced in- clesures, traversed by an irrigating ditch that wound fts way out of a distant moun- tain ravine. At the front of the cabin stood a-watering trough, but both this and the irrigating ditch were dry and dusty. A singular place for a cabin and a ranch— but Nature contrives pecullar conditions in Nevada, one of which ts the close asso- cfation of deep, rich sofl with desolate alka- line wastes. As the evening of a ceftain day in early Winter descended, a man came slowly down the field to the cabin. Throwing aside his hat, he slowly prepared a meal, set the clumsy table for two, and waited, From time to time he went to the window and searched the dimming foothills with anxious eyes, ‘The darkness came down, the hours went by, the dinner grew cold. When 9 o'clock had come he wertt without, to raise a long, far-reaching call. Away off sounded an answering whoop. Fifteen minutes later xy 24, 1607-22 PAGES. — Chloridum Discovery for Consumption. «.Fx-Congressman M. R. Wise says ia a letter: ‘I take great pleasure in saying that your treat- ment has beem of fuvaiuable benefit to me. My friend: that hav. per cent, which I attribute to your chloridom dis- covery for consumption. = Y« McKim; Br. ferson, G2 B street northeast, many others who are willing to be regard to this care. Call or write for booktet and symp- tom biank for home treatment, 1232 Fourteenth Street, Washington, D.C. Past the long, cape-lke neck of land that reached far out into the alkali_where bub- bled the cold spring, white with sulphur and ill to smell—past everything, mile after mile till he reached the pass that was landmark there. On the way he hed re- volved a thousand schemes for finding the less. When at last he halted where the runaway had vegue and uncertain. Finding the pale and: nervous foreman, he quickly explained that the horse had better be taken back at once. “I shouldn't dare to try to return to the pass,” he said, “for fear of wandering by it and starting down the whole dreary length of the des- ert.” “But—why—don’t—you—ride—the— horse?" said the chattering man. HE SWUNG IT LIKE A GIANT CLUB, appeared a bright-faced boy, bullt in the mold of an Indian, as spry of foot as a panther and as stout as a sapling oak. The light, as it fell on his face, when the man had opened the door, revealed a mark- ed resemblance between the two, as in- deed there should have been, for the pair] were brothrs. “Well, Leo, tad,” said the elder, “I began to think You were out for the night in the Big Flat(timber.”’ “To teh’ the:truth, I nearly was,” the boy repifed, as he drew his chair to the table. “EF didn't know how late it was and the darkness gaught me just as I left the summit." rs “How'd you find your way? You couldn't go by thé’stars on such a night as this?’ “No; that’s why I came so near to being lost, for, of course, I couldn't see anything when onge I got in the. trees. But there is always a wind comes up through the Dead Bear Gorge ‘that nee ca smell— rather a.cold sort of a smell.” “You djan’t ‘Wale along the edge of the gorge?” exclaimed the brother. “Oh, no, Lm not sezuoren a suet eo ar bearings,every. jime I smelt that colder atr; end fart dq I_could smell the tam- aracks—there’s only one bunch of them—in the wind fram the west. Then I struck the creek, and next our ditch, and then I was all right.” ¥ “Smelled_ sour way home, hey? I guess you'll do," remarked the man, regarding him with affectionate eyes. Then, after a silence, “Well, what's the news?” a |. Frank,” sald Leo. “The lawyer says it's almost hopeless to fight against a man. 20 powerful. He says the company has got an injunction against our turning the water gown in the ditch, and intends to crush us. down and out. And while the lawyer hasn't a doubt of our right to the water, we could no more fight old Hardicut successfully in court, without a mint of money, than we could stab the man in the moon with an umbrella.” | “But he doesn’t need a.’ the water; he’s never used the Summit creek!’ protested the brother. “I know. But it seems if he let us go on we'd acquire a title, in time, and then he couid never get back the claim.”” “Oh,” groaned Frank, “to think of it! All our work on the ditch! All the fields we've grubbed of brush! Two poor crea- tures trying to make a home and a spot of green by the side of this desert, and our ditch as dry as a bone at the end of the very first season! It’s maddening. “Without the water,” Leo replied, “the place isn’t fit to live in. The lawyer said we'd picked out a plece of ground about as desperate as any on earth.” “So we have,’” rejoined the brother. “We were never cowards! And the water would have made a ranch of it to be proud of, and a station for the traveling teams that would bring us lots of money just as sure as the desert is flat. But, iad, the jig is “Well, were not the fellows who can’t strike out again, anyway!” said Leo, con- solingly. “Right you are; shake!"’ said Frank; and the brothers joined hands. A week had pessed. From a sky that was wild with scurrying clouds blew a piercing gale tht utterly transformed the valley; for the gusts swirled down on the desert and raised a dense and awful dust as thick as a fog or a blinding snow storm, and nearly as chok- irg as the fumes of sulphur. Huge masses of the floating alkall swept over plain and mountain, enveloping all in a shroud that smarted in the eyes of man, parched the throat, and defied the sight. As this blizzard of dust was at its height, @ man came madly driving up the road in a buggy; behind which a saddle horse was being led by the bridle. Leo and Frank came forth as he stopped before the door. “Gentlemen, gentlemen,” wildly cried the an, in evident distress, “I implore your aid—I beg of you to help a wretched par- ent—my son is lost on the desert—he is ill, out of his mind. He escaped us at our lunch—only for a moment, but that was erough. He is gone—we havé searched and called, but the dust has made us blind and rearly dumb—it Is awful—is there—” “Where wet? you when your son was lost?” demanded Frank, interrupting. “On the‘ othé? side, at Three Pines Pass “Yes—oh, yep—but hurry, 5 entlemen—for the sake’ of a'Tather—I of you——" beg “Who # with you?” Frank abruptly in- quired. s “My fofeman,”” hastily answered the man, rubbing fis dust-reddened eyes. “He told me that “#01 ne was living tm this hor- rible plact name is Hardicut—we were on our wa; A gust 6f ‘wid cut short his speech, and wrapped jut tn a cloud of alkali dust thaffor a'moment shut him complete- ly from /iew:). “Hardidat!” Sreathed Leo to his brother, ‘and we’: “to help him!” “y, atthe risk of life,” Frank re- plied. ft each in the face of the other, aff wi glad to find each other right an@® hu when their enemy came to the door of their cabin for aid “It wouldn't do for®oth to go,” Leo re- “peo ‘stepped swiftly to the bi si ot >» un- ed. the hors: =nd vaulted asteide vis saddle. “You'd better stay he: 3 ”’ said he, “or you cari wait et the Sulphur Spring. the pass he wind is going E “He would sink to his knees; the crust of alkali will bear a man, but the rains have made it too soft for a horse,” re- plied the boy. Then he plunged ahead through the drifting, stifling dust and was gone. No sooner had he struck the dreaded edge of the desert than a gruesome thought arose in his mind. The hungry coyotes would be sure to find the boy who was lost! Now began a terrible search, well nigh hopeless. Getting his bearings by the di- rection of the wind, Leo first pushed for- ward and then to right and left, across the gale, listening ever for a sound to give him guidance. His eyes ware closed; it would cnly have made him suffer to hold them open, and his knowledge of where the wind was coming-from was a safer compass. An hour, two hours, he wandered to and fro. His mouth began to dry, his lips to crackle; his hair and ears were filled with the poisonous powder; his clothes were white and heavy with it. At last on the wings of the hurricane his signal came—a blood-curdling combina- tion of howling and diabolical laughter, prolonged and weird—the cry of the coyote. Then came the answer of another, followed by a dismal duet that sounded like the chorus of a dozen. With his hatr bristling strode on. The shifting of the wind for a time deceived him, but suddenly, through a rift in the clouds of dust, he caught sight of the creatures. There were four or more, gaunt, bony, hairless forms with straight-up ears and grinning faces— for the alkali kills their hair and leaves their parched, uncleanly hides painfully bare and tightly stretched over skeletons meagerly clothed with flesh. They were circling about a prostrate heap on the ground. As Leo leaped in their midst he struck one on the side of the head with his fist, so desperate a blow that it lay stunned. Catching it up by the hind legs before it had time to recover, he swung it like a giant club to beat back the others. Hungry and savage, but essential- ly cowardly, they stood their ground only for a moment. Leo was master of the field. But the worst was to come. The lost boy, fallen on his face, exhausted, was quite unconscious. His eyes ran with tears from the biting dust; his mouth was open, and was dry and hard. Leo caught the frail form in his arms and headed about, in the teeth of the gale. He had scarcely gone a hundred yards when a whirlwind swirled about them, and left the stout ome eee ears uncertain. He houg! e wind had shifted; it = =e ar them! ae ie fury of the storm had certain!: increased; it drove the choking alkall ike @ blast of sand. Laden as he was, Leo found it impossible to breathe through his nose alone, hence his mouth was soon in a terrible state. He feared he should per- ish in that awful atmosphere. To add to the terror of it all, his feet now and then broke through the dampened crust, and he_floundered heavily. Finaly darkness began to descend. In this extremity he thought, in his despera- tion, of a singular thing. Laying down hie burden he cleared his throat and nostrils as best he could, turned his face to the wind, elevated his head and deliberately sniffed at the flying dust. There was no result; his Ss Sea pars wind slowly veel a le to the sou ind he hoarse- veoh for joy. @ powerful odor of the sulphur s; was borne on the breeze; they == ae One more hour of mighty struggling, and he had reached the cape-like projection of fertile land, and had wet their mouths and faces with the pungent but wholesome water. And Hardicut himself, who had raced his team from the cabin to the spring and back a dozen times, came tearing through the brush like a maniac, wee — The fearful ordeal was over at last. The next morning the sick boy, who was singularly improved, though still a little delirious, was carefully muffled and placed again in the buggy, to be hurried away. “There is no reward too great for you to ask and receive,” said the father to Leo, as he left the cabin. “If there is anything in the world—” “I thank you kindly,” said the dignified the Borrows boys young fellow, “but would rather not accept a reward for a gasped the man, Plain duty.” eg Bake boys!” as he drove away from the cabin the sturdy brothers were ‘standing, =P . Two days later Frank came in hastily, exultant. “Leo,” he cried, “the injunction ts dissolved—the ditch is full of water. They are going to let us live!” —— “Want” ads. in The Star pay because they bring answers —_——> Pride in Comparative Sobriety. From the Chicago Tribune. “Pretty drunk thia time, ain't you?” saia Baldwin, as his friend Rambo lurched heav- ily agwinst him. “Well, I—I hain’t sheen any airships yet!” mumbled Rambo, drawing himself up with offended dignity. Persons Benefited or Cured by Dr. Shade’s Consultation free on Monday, Wed- named from the trio of pines that made a wandering boy, but all were rejected as use- , his ideas still were EMMA NOLL. Hotel Imperial & Cottages. Ocean end of M nd ave. A first-class house at moderate rates. Every comfort and conv. for 250 ests. Large rooms. Artesian water. Solarium. Epcn fires. “Special "inducements to families for season or to large parties. G. W. KENDRICK. mb22-156t =~ HOTEL STICKNEY, Kentucky ave.; 100 feet ‘from ; 5 § to $250. Weekty. 99 to $12. Send or book: it. L. V. STICKN mb25-4tf HOTEL KENDERTON. cron ave. Spring rates, $8 to $12 week Ocean end Tennessee oo 5 ey: Lawrence School sirnin icF ae of Musiciz, YM edi aren 3. ap6-lm* WashingtonHeights Schooi 1850 Wyoming ave. nw. Home and day school for girls, French kinder. garten, Easter term begins 26. Gl 1212 AND 1214 14TH ST. N.W. Mr. ame Mrs. B. BR. MASON, Principals. ‘Mrs. J. ¥. NEALL of Tioga. ATLANTIC CITY, N. HOTEL 8T. FRENCH LANGUAGE SCHOOL-—CLASSES Jewsons private now and during summer; cool Beach, tront of M land Bitirety and jaryland ave. new medera; elevator; steam beat; electric bells and lights; private baths; cuisine first-class, Write for booklet and terms. ALFRED WYMAN, Late Prop. Grand Atlantic Hotel. THE GRAND ATLANTIC. An Elegeat New Hotel. Now mbh20-52t lenced teacher; free trial ‘P°PRUD'HOMME, 307. D st. nw. mh30-1 0 WASHINGTON CONSERVATORY OF MUSIC, 1221 10th st. n.w.—Piano, voice, violin, guitar and mandolin, fate, ‘ec. Free advantages to puplis. 0. B, BULLARD, Director. ap3-lm* Shorthand, “= apl-4tt PRIVATS Toros — clomcntary or advanced. stud graduate; experienced; references. Oo" Bor mb3i-1n? | Virginia ave. and Beach, Atlantic City, N. J. PEE Ne ema or names ta x =r ATLANTIC CFTY BK. J. MISCELLANEOUS. : on me te. Irvington. a THOUSAND ISLANDS. Deach; eleval ground Boor: Gltered | ALWAYS COOL and INVIGORATING. Fine fsh- water; sun parlor; popular prices. ‘2m_ | tog. Write for descriptive pamptlet and rates of THE RUSCOMBE. Sf Rae pie Columbian Hotel, "ATRICK, formerly of the Glemwood. ai F. 0. THOUSAND ISLAND PARK, New York, HOTEL Ki ave., 50 feet from boardwalk. Orcan lotel Westminste ‘View from all moms. Steam beat. eke 1 ins r, ete. from street level. rates. 6-o'clock dinners, JAMES & G mh22-52t, ’ rates: Ten dollars per week and Nerd: two dollars per day and moderate. G. W. CARMANY. THE NEW ENGLAND, SOUTH CAROLINA AVE and ,Boach.—Fuli ocean view. Ralarged and re- modeled. for booklet. ap13-co89t BRYAN & WILIZAMS. eaaainee UTHIEST HOTEL DE VILLE, es; 500. mile Kentucky ave. and beach. 100 rooms. Remodeled josa, dink. Mes and fornisbed. Special reduced rates ; season, April to November antlt June st. Booklet mailed. M. W. TRUITT. | Particalars, CITIZENS OOMMITTE. api-iawizi | EDGH WATER COTTAGE, OCEAN CITY, MD— SEASIDE HOUSE, ‘One of the largest cottages on the beach. front Atlantie City, N. J. on Atlantic avenue. Address GRO Van Ocean front. Oren all the year. levator; sea OX, 120 E. Bal a water baths im howe; sun . = apl2-26t AS. EVANS. a pom tages, furmtshed, on Atlantic avenge; ocean THE LELAND! Address Sc. apli-m,w.s2a> Ocean front, Mass. ave. Greatly enlarged and cOnY z —— tend ga ‘ LMTLR FURNISHED COT: apd-26t NI the surf; low rests; Ballston Beach, TO, Photographs at 1212 K st. nw, HOTEL Washington. api-sim Atlantic Gity, N. J. s a cae tack” Se Bay Point Hotel ares ee y Poi otel, fe6-156t D, 3. wi HADDON THIS LARGR, WHLL-RQUIPPED 14 want Atlantic City, we ine ewand wescen tener aes poe Directly facing the ocean. ery modern coaventence : cluding hot and cold sea water baths im house; wth ating, See ant at multe, with Lathe attached, | nintne const, with elevates, electric lighia, ealt _Ja9 LEEDS & LIPPINCOTT. Fo THE PENNHURST—OCBAN END OF MICHIGAN ing any hotel in the state. Fine ave., Atlantic City, N.J.; electric elevator; steam fishing, lawn tennis, splendid drives and beat. Serd for fitustrated booklet. Special fall I scenery; an ideal home, with exquisite and winter rates. JAMES HOOD. jaT-tt surround‘ngs aad complete table. Moderate rates. THE CHALFONTE meas AW inne . ni, Opas Poa THE ALGONQUIN Sclt baths in house. Elevater. Reoms en suite, baths attached. Booklet on’ application. ST. ANDREWS, N. B, mbe@-78t BH ROBERTS’ SONS. LITTLE BRIGHTON, HOTEL AND RESTAURANT, | OPENS JUNE 86. A. fine modern house, on So. Carolina ave. ‘and beach. Full ocean view. | Passamad 7 pS Steam heat. Home comfort Terms reasonable, | Test or recreation; dnest natural golf — in the 8. A. SCHWEISFORT, Fort ly cn Boardwalk. fountry: salt water bathe in the hotel; fresh water eae and deep sea fishing. Dircet communtcation froin = New York apd Boston by rail or boat. Send for AVOCA HOTEL, circular to HARVEY & WOOD, Managers, Tho Kentucky ave. dear each. Ericson, 378 Commocwealth ave., Boston, Mass. Open ear. Steam mh10-52t J M. & J. CARR. a ae The Fiorida of the North. PASSAG STLANTIO CITY, N.J. a ROBER’ “3 Faralshed The Hotel Windsor. secw Banish « ‘The most modern hotel on the Atlantic coast. | SPS w&sst ass Apartments en suite, Hot and cold sea bathe et- G ° d t I ~ tached, rindstone inn. American and European plans. wt th 5 Freach sorvice ia cate. Russian orchestra. £1 sasse tormagily cocineet mamas ort on the feet from ocean. ‘Turkish room. Marine 00%. | coast Will open July i) ‘Twenty Talacteg” fit Stipe room, Sun helooaies, Write for tilostsnted | trem Ror Harton 7 ee booklet. G. JASON WATERS, - Bicycle, . Biescles to fe18-tu,th&stoap20ine-thendtomy26ime-20 nema a c. *-} | oe THE EVARD. KENTUCKY AVENUE; 180 FEET | Also fine Fishitty. ply from beach. Heated by bot water. $2 to $2.50 day. Special weekly. pi mh6-78t J. BAUFFENBART. Boston, Sass, KENILWORTH INN, OCEAN EXD OF KY. AVI After June 15 address Winter Harbor, Me. Atlantic City, , Feopens Mar. 15. eshase-im steam heat, ‘newly fur., thoroughly | renovated’ modere and ‘under Dew manigemeat. T.K.GOULD, oy on mh4-tt hours by boat; HOTEL ATGLEN. ti Michigan ave. near beach. First-class family house. Steam beat. $8 to $14 week. Send for booklet. (mbS-104t) J. EB. REED. ook camp: 180 sees of rivate vingin for HOTEL FONGE DH LEON ist on Kaquette ake; 4 rustic ‘luuses, + » Enlarged | pletely furnished; garden, cow, ond. guide AB charge; boats; splendid fishing ond bunting: oe & HB SWEENEY, Prop. | commoiates (0 guests and § servants, ‘Bi. J, = WALLACE, 705 Breadway, Albany, N. X. HOTEL DENNIS, aplo-12t Directly on the ocean font” with modern ST 7 rectly on the ocean front, every. a ment aad convenienve.. all the year. ) AL ES 4 appoints south Bonds SEASHORE RE ESTATE. THE EDISON, ATLANTIC CITY, N. J. Elevator to’ street level; se iakiairorins Special spring rates, OR RENT—FURNISHED COTTAGES feli-tt 3.0. COPELAND. p for canon or Year, Alm LA FONTAINE. ond boarding houses. SHINN Ovean end Kentucky ave. All modern improve- Atlantic av., Atlantic City,N.J. rates’ EDWARD €. GLa eer tee SEBUAL FEAT COTTAGES, BOARDING HOUSES, Hotels, Saloons, A SPECIAL FEATURE O! stores, for rent or sale; some lent bargains. HOTEL LURAY Fa pa ne ave., tie City, NJ, Is its beated sun on the nade, with unobstructed ocvan "view sod coapeted with the — ae an inclosed SCELL. is. Tat PJOSIAH WHITER & SON. ee = = FURNISHED COTTAGES AT BRIGANTINE For - iar Cates Eagan feats 90 minutes from Pui fa season Steam heat, Special eaten: local trolley; ferry to Atiamtie City. Ilusta: mb2o-20t SAS 8 MOON ani CHAS W. SHAW. eeealet free. KD. A. PARROET, Nox 23, HOTEL RICHMOND, KENTCCKY AVE, EIGHTY —— Ee yards from beach—Steam heat; electric elevator; 7 + ; appoluiments aud culsine of the bigh: EDUCATIONAL. eat standard. J. D. PEASI ep6-4m0 —— = SAN MARCOS, PACIFIC AND MASS. AVES. ay WASHINGTON. Steam heat aad ail modern con.; special rates (or Lenten season; under personal supervision of A Business Education. sae SS SS Teg. Lnoehete Sestoees gg Ap Bag N rs Goll Pennsylvania ave. below Pacific. mizgue egw popped Open all the year. apl-2ee FW. LEEMAN & CO. Banjo and Mandolin Se Mg 3 = Instruction by Miss BUCKINGHAM, at Studio, beat; heated ea parlorn, $2t0 $2.50 daily; ape- | 1922 Oth st. a.w.. or at howe of pupii. apit-im* cial ‘weekly and family cites. Kaster week a EXTRA OFFER. notable feature; orchestra, Write for booklet. WOOD'S COMMERCIAL COLLEGE, 311 East mb8-62t 3. P. COPE. Capitol st. eters 8 ne eee course in any THE BOSCOBEL, KENTUCKY. AVE NEAR ane a aay, 1 for $10.00. School open Deach. “Steam ‘heat. | Enlarged. “ Sum parlor. | Qesires a cood eed Qnportunity for one who Blectric lights and bells. Special spring rates. = aoe - _mmh29-26t "A. EL MARI THE PHERE A HEARST KINDERGARTEN ANU THE OGONTZ, TENNESSEE AVE, NEAR B: For chieaiar end fathe pee en ee Thorougbly Beated. “Open all the year. apit-cawim’ HARRIET SIL. 0ST Hat nw = Luxuriously appointed; every convenience; senger elevitors to Breet; heated sun_pariors; THE FISK TEACHERS’ AGENCY. Wasbington branch, 1242 12th st. val free. rooms single and en sulte; contains two to six sali tached. MISCKLLANEOUS, ‘THE BEEXTON, CAPE MAY, N. J. ami renovated.’ Near . Terms BLUE MOUNTAIN HOUR ae a . Md., WILL OPEN JUNE 15. r J. . Shannor will be at Riggs House, this city, Agit 23, 1, 8, 16, 22 and 29, for the engagement of rooms. ‘ap23-Im&7d Carroll SpringsSanitarium HOMBOPATHIC | INSTITUTI Situated in the bitts of Ma springs; beaut to ven to dietary and attention given ‘ond tment. For elroular » M.D., Forest Glen, Md. #8 SHORTHAND—PERSONAL principal PIANO AND VOICE CULTURE AT MODEKATA terms; pupil of Meyer and Tamaro of New Yori tod Ziska of Paris, WILLIAM CARL NAS3, 411 10th 51 1am, 5-7 p.m mh?6-1m* ATTE: court and Shorthand 1 (late chief ‘Tanner's