Evening Star Newspaper, October 9, 1897, Page 25

THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, OCTOBER 9, 1897-26 PAGES. 25 ROOF OF THE WORLD An Unknown Country and Its Strange People. LASSA IN THE LAND OF THE LAMA The Impenetrable Mountain Realm of Thibet. of two years rough Thibet, in the penetrated to the | f ually had an inter- th the great Dalai Lama himself. 3 of this feat can only be appreciated ia the light of the knowl edge no European has ever before entered Lassa within the memory of the | living world. Not since 1S11 had even the slightest news of that mysterious city wor that been bro to the ears of ization, save ue rep 20N. mous Indian The few explorers who have dare perils of the wild and teaus, the rob- have only = dreary mi swept mars! of the praye! 1 tea of thi and the authori to meet t from talked with E t to Li d, and on the him they could not co dition had anything i mate conquest of Th “ farewell with the greatest friendlin supplied him with food and yaks to help him to go anywhere away from Lassa. This impregnably bari Lassa is th dwelling place of the Dalal Lama, the chi t of Thi This reli pretender i. rnation of Buddh: to him before a Jamba, pro and con t day they told = that his expe- n the ulti- Froposed 2 is burned idol of the god of y and gilt with jew 3 enthroned in the gre: the Potala. Lamaism is a hybrid Buddhism, just as Mohammedanism is a hybrid Christianity. Never Invaded. The utter ex this strange land has ediy due to the fe: arehy of s tion of th va by the Chris- id the Ith ries would be s own Thibet 2 knoudji elers w that cit at Of crossing Ih , and practic of the w the people of maine developed chs which we would vainly search in Face of the globe. The Chine. has not produced the slig nce upon their pecu ‘hibetans occupy a very low posit! of hi wad y if ju ard of ferior ich as the Pueblos, Short and Stout. In physiognomy and general appearance th 2 the inhabitants of |, as well as the Eski eria, being a and po: same angular Mongolian Indeed, the Thi nS are. perhaps, most ill- A close inte of the T absence a dozen hardly one e nase! organ is not so 1 or sunk in the middle level. with face p is one contin- the tip of the beacon. of cking out nsatory. provi what is lacki ular append: are of generous size. etans are absolut without | will demand tremendous TVvice Steal every- regard politeness and gentieness as indications of cowanlice, and mercly refrain from stabbing their guests bec r courage fails them. Poison- ing is popular, and the Thibetan fs so sus- of his own countryman that he nd ¢ ing until his host ntifully before him. The char- the Thibetans, settled and is the same—cowarily, faithless They are servile to the insolent to the fearful and mere the hands of the lamas, or monks. false to their best friends, as is i by their desertion of the French missionaries who have been their most constant helpers. Phystque and Dress. Their physique is notably good, and they 1 cold and hunger admirably. They and at first view, light-hearted but in reality are cunning, jovable. They are very unclean, rarely or never bathing their persons. The Gress of the common people consists of a very dirty, greasy sheepskin robe which they use as bedding at night. The taste for trading is very strongly developed, and they seize every opportunity to make mon- ey. Vast quantities of tea are consumed by them, and they enjoy it, especially when mixed with butter and salt. Their tea is sold jn bricks and is of a very inferior quality. During all discussions of state nd in their ordinary assembiles, each man has a cup before him which Is continually replenished. The population of Thibet proper and Chi- nese Thibet is 8,000,000. Looking at the enormous stretch of* country over which these millions are distributed, it is ap- parent that the country is very sparsely populated. There are obvious reasons for this. Primarily, the custom of polyandry, which, though not universally, is still largely practiced; secondly, the large num- ber of monks, who, however, are only nom- imally celibate; thirdly, the country itself, the greater part of which is only capable of supporting wild yak and antelope. The whole of central and northern and almost the whole of western Thibet is called the Chang. It consists of a high tableland with hills of a rounded character. All the rivers terminate in salt lakes, which ypear to be gradually drying up. An lea of the configuration may be gained from the fact that for months the average tude of one explorer’s camp was over m0 feet, while the highest pass crossed was 18,760 feet. All the enormous stretch ef country crossed in that time contained not.a single tree. In summer, a great part of the Chang affords excellent grazing, but the yak, antel and gazelle only find these wastes a covert in the winter. The nomads are a purely pastoral people, living entirely on their flocks; they never taste vegetables. —+0¢ =— What Philosopher Dooley Says. m the Chicago Evening Post. wondher what in all ails McKinley said Mr. Hennessy. “What about?” demanded Mr. Deoley. “That he don’t open up war again Spain,” said Mr. Hennessy. “I dor’t know, I’m sure,” Mr. Dooley re- jeined. “He'd ought to, that’s sure. Here is Cuba bein’ depgp'lated an’ rooned an’ here ar-re we smokin’ cigars made in Wis- consin an’ our commerce bein’ desthroyed an’ all th’ big type in th’ newspapers wear- in’ out an’ yet no fight. It can’t be that he's afeerd. We wud ate Spain up in a day, we wud indsed. Look at our ray- soorces! Look at *th nm we cud put in th’ fleld; Fitzsimmons, th’ Boston hase ball nine, th’ Clan-i el Gya-ards, th’ Engle- we Cadets a Joseph Meddle, th’ editor iv th’ Thrybune! Cud anny totterin’ dy: kasty iv Europe overcome that mar-rti ray, as th’ fellow says. Yes, { know the have some brave editors in S in—as gal- lant a lot iv Ja-ads as iver slung a pe at they're not in the same ciass with our Th’ columns iv their pa-apers ain't They can’t do th’ sthrat-ee-gve that a good American editor is brought up on. “McKinley ought to rely upon thim more thin he does. He's not got th’ thrue spirit an’ they’re th’ la-ads to give it to him. He $ too much time in palaverin’. He nds over Gin’ral Woodford to s: n iv pain: ‘Madam, th’ ents to ye an’ wants t ke so kind as to come me arrangement in Cul iv-rybody takes a fr Bimeby th’ queen Presint to Misther Mack renewed irances iv me mos’ distinguished con- deration an’ tell him to go to blazes,’ she ys. ‘I'll communicate ye’er majesty’s roar at wanst,’ says Woodford. Whin he reyturns he says: ‘Th’ Prisidint desires me to convince ye iv his more thin fatherly aifection, to assure ye that ye’er th’ on’y girl he iver really cared ir, but he’s sorry fr to tell ye in reply to ye'er rayquist iv even date that he has other cngagemints that'll prevint him fr'm acceptin’.’” An’ so il goes an’ nawthin’ is done. “Now, if we left it th’ newspa-apers they'd be no small talk. Wocdford’d go over to th’ widow weman with wan small an’ him a king, an’ he'd sa: we don’t want no moce nonsen ye give us Cuba, or will we take it cff ¥ An’ if rayfased, thin th’ Prisi- dint'd 1 out th’ Mulligan Gya-ards an’ th’ Aurora Zouaves an’ Father Macchew's an’ Dhrum Corpse an’ th’ Civie Feath- tion an’ th’ Woman's Club an’ all th’ iv our htin’ strength, an’ he’d con- front th’ Spahyard with solid, warlike col- iv th’ Thrybune an’ he'd nail Cuba to th’ ight comes in an’ says waits. prospereus an’ own supplie hin’ thim fr'm abroad. raisin’ our ad iv im- cud Spain do? Wan good editor all her hundhred ships into ens with 4 gle article on cireu- lation and th’ Spanish ar-rmy iv wan hun- Ghred_ tho’ men’d crumble befure th’ jant ¢ man. -rge You betche iv ¥ life. American hack- “When th’ mov freein’ quantities #oin en, a man ad a per down on ed sthreet. It was a a aper ised me an’ ot to £0 poll th at archi- go. But gas pipe in wan, to with a fus down ith me Ze an’ fidelit: an be freed. Ar-re y : “Lam,” sa: ’ I pullea He tur-rned white as his that out,’ he says. ‘Take it y m here, or I'N—On, merciful pow- that I should have let this loonatic into me office. Take it away, I tell ye. ‘Ye needn't be afru’ I says. ‘I'm very careful. I'll give it to Dorsey. Here, ‘Tim,’ an’ T tossed th’ gas pipe to him. ‘Grady give a scream iv turror an’ in two leaps Was at th’ window. Another wan took him to th’ sthreet, an’ {t was a whole day be- fere he cud be injoced to come back. He changed th’ pa-aper into an organ iv th’ undhertakers’ association.”* “An’ what iv it?” said Mr. Hennessy. ‘Nawthin’,” said Mr. Dooley. “On'y if we go to war with Spain we don’t want to lean too har-rd on th’ editors. We may need other assistance.” -coe Wartime Fare in Virginia. From the Atlartie Monthly. The income of the professors in the Uni- versity of Virginia was nominally the same during the war that it was before, but the purchasing power of the currency steadily dimin: 1. If it had not been for a gran of woodland, we should have frozen as well during the last year of the war, when the quest of food had betome a se- S matter. In our direst straits we had t learned to dispense with household ser- , and the household servants were never stinted of their ms, though the masters hud to content themselves with the most r fare. The fa Often the only way food was by mak- id after the war in i_sometimes payment in . The contracts were not ys kept, and the unfortunate civilian had to make new contracts at an enhanced of pr ‘ore my first campaign in 1861 I had sht a little gold and silver in case of iif it had not been for that pre- d I might not have w it, despite the expe cn who alighted ay, even gold and silver would work wonders. Bacon and rhed beef in scant measures were the chief of our diet, and not always easy to preeure. I have ridden miles and miles th silver in my palm seeking dainter food for the women of my household, but n vain. There was nothing to do except to tighten one’s belt and to write editorials wing up the selfishness of the farming 4 phophesying the improvement of Railroading in the Desert. From the New York Tribune. The steady progress of the British up the Nile has been recorded. Wady Halfa, Don- gola, Abu Hamed and Berber have cone after the other fallen into their hands. Khartoum and Omdurman will doubtless follow, and the Father of Waters, from the delta to the lakes, be freed from sav- age thrall. It is a great work, and is being Well performed. But not to the soldiers alone is credit to be given. Another work has been proceeding, concurrently with theirs, of commensurable yalue and of even more striking interest. It is, as is the military campaign, directed by the sirdar. But it is executed by engineers and arti- sans, Instead of soldiers, and it marks not merely the breaking down of barbarism, but also the upbuildirg of civilization in its place. ‘That work is the building of the desert railroad, which is now nearing Abu Hi med from Wady Halfa, and will one day be pushed on to join that from Uganda to the sea, and finally to connect with that now creeping up from the south, giving an unbroken line from Cape Town to Alexan- dria. In all that long line there will be no link more noteworthy than that across the Nubian desert. Its appeal to memory and to imagination is irresistible. It follows the very track pursued by the army of King Cambyses across that ancient plain. it makes an iron highway where Said Pa- sha rode in a camel carriage, with ten thousand men marching ahead with water pots to sprinkle the desert sands and lay the dust. It traverses the very region in which ee two thousand men vanis| utter ‘rom sight and knowledge. A railroad, with screaming whistle and clanging bell, in such a country! —_—-—- e+ ____ It matters little what it is that you want a@ situation or a servant—a “want” in The Star will reach the person who can fill your need. es KANSAS CORN - CARNIVAL The Unique Prairie Idea of a Harvest Cele- bration. Ingenious and Picturesque Decora- tions Made of Maize—Frolics With the Gleaming Red Ears. Atchiscn (Ken.) Letter to New York Post. Once a year the sunflower state grows en- thusiastic over the glory of its corn crop. and proceeds to celebrate the harvesting. This city has for the past three years been the center of the corn celebrations, and its corn carnival,to which it devotes a day and a night, is one of the unique features of the west. The principal point on which the most stress is laid is the decoration of the town, and it is made very beautiful. The stores use hundreds of ears of corn in making odd designs that will attract the attention of the passers-by, and there are on the side- walks strange creatures made out of the grain that seem impossible to the novice. The young ladies make out of the husks the ‘most bewitching bonnets and capes, and wear them through the day, and the young men even get up jackets and hats that rival those of the fair sex for in- genuity and attractiveness. Even the horses are decorated, and one might think that the town was all in the corn business so generally is the place given up to the festival. The fun comes at night. When the lights are ablaze and the streets are shining in the glory of corn decorations, the young people—and the old for that matter—go out with pockets full of corn kerneis, and woe be it to the passer who is not ready to take his own part. Where in the Mardi Gras there is a shower of confection or flowers, here is one of corn, and the handfuls that are thrown among the crowds soon make the streets a crackling pandemonium. There is a prize offered to the farmer who will drive down the street with his wagon filled with corn and have any of it left when he arrives at the opposite end. So far no one has been able to clatin the prize. There is licease of the fullest sort during the night. and the police are theoretically lecked up until morning. With horns and corn, ‘he parade goes up and down, Jaugh- ing and shouting, and the corn decorations begin to suffer. One after another they are pulled down and used to amuse the people, and there are few stores that have the trouble of taking down their decorations in the morning. ‘The streets become veri- table mills for the grinding of the corn, and after the crowd has been on them ali the evening, the cora {s ground into flour. Bushels are gathered in the morning, and many of the poor are glad to get this corn tor tood. The greatest fun is over the red ears, for the young men insist that the good old cus- tom that they shall be allowed to kiss the girls under the red ear is still in fores—and they abide by its rules, too. One grain buyer this year bought a large load of red ears at a fancy price to sell again to the young men, and they were all disposed of. The state has a good right to be proud of the corn this year, for there Is a good crop and the price is above that of many years. The state board of agriculture estimates that there will be 160,900,000 “usheis of the yellow grain. One of the interesting contests of the in- terior of the state was thar of the fair Where the yellow and whit» ears had a cor test. The silver advocates were supposed to be the faverites on the white-corn day, und no one was admiited unless he brought to the gate a white ear. I pile up, and made several large wagon loads for the poor. The speeches were for the white metal, and the bands played for the ora- tors. non the next day the yellow was in the ascendaney, and the admission was an ear of the yellow corn, and the speakers made talks for the gold standard. This was a day of rejoicing, too, and the excite- ment ran as high as on the one preceding. The people came from all parts of the country on both days, and the addres were by the best talent’ on both sides of the question. Nothing was decided, but the corn was given to the Joor, and many a family was glad that there had been the vely rivalry. The originator of the corn-carnival idea “Story was E. W. Howe, the author of th of a Country Town" and the write! Atchison Globe of popular reflections on hfe and manners. He proposed an occasion hen there should be no speaking, and the corn carnival was the result. Northeastern Kansas, in the vicinity of Atchison, is the greatest corn region of the west. The fields never know a failure, and the people are settlers who own thelr farms, and have been here for many years. They till the rich bottom lands of the Mis- sourl, and harvest the crops with regular- ity and dispatch. The corn fields that reach away from the highways are among the largest in the nation, and are a beautiful sight in the summer. ' Now they are golden, and have on them the weight of the big ears. What is a Creolet From the Atlanta Jounal. What is a creole? A creole properly, and in strict sense, is the child of any foreign parents who is born on American soil. The accepted use of the term, hewever, is one who is born of French parents in the Franco-Latin states of the south, especial- ly Louisiana, Alabama and Florida. In those states the creole is the high-caste native, but the term has been misused to designate the mixed mulatto races, de- scended from French or Spanish fathers and Indian or other native mothers; but this use is incorrect in toto. The word comes from the Spanish “crillo,” or the word “criada,” signifying “bern here.” In the coast region the generic term “Deygo"’ (a corruption of the Spanish name, “Diego"), is used to cover all the mixed races except the Creole proper. He is the Hidalgo of the coast country; the F. F. V. of the south, as it were. He is ever proud of his blue-blooded descent, and not infrequently comes from an old and titled family He is proud, gracious, fond of cigarettes and sometimes absinthe, and has an inborn boycott on labor. The creole women have a languid and sinuous beauty and grace of their own, rarely equaled by these of colder blood and skies. It is a fad with the old creole families of New Or- leans not to mix socially with the Ameri- can society. A type of the class is Madame Latour, in De Leon's novel, “Creole and Puritan,” a grand dame of eighty, who knows no word of English and has’ never crossed Canal street. Nine Hundred Tons of Wedding Rice. According to Rev. G. H. Cameron, vicar of St. Stephen’s, Birmingham, England, about two pounds of rice are thrown at the brides and bridegrooms every week at each of the seventy-five churches in Bir- mingham and its suburbs and the two tons of rice thus thrown away and absolutely wasted last year might have been of very great use in feeding the recently famine- stricken people of India. There are over 20,000 places of worship in England, and, if Mr. Cameron’s estimate be true for the other churches of the coun- try, then it follows that nearly 900 tons of rice is yearly thrawn away at weddings in that country, and wasted, at a cost of over $20,000. a ————+e+—_____ The Alphabet Engraved on a Pinhead From the New York Journal. Frank J. Mollenhauer is perhaps the most expert engraver in New York, if not in the world. In delicacy of touch and ski in handling delicate instruments his work is something marvelous. His latest achievement was to engrave the twenty- six letters of the alphabet on the head of a pin. Under a magnifying glass the let- ters are clear and distinct, and each is as perfect as any ever engraved for a visiting card or wedding invitation. But with the naked eye the minute letters are merely scratches which have no discernible form. Mollenhauer’s work was the result of an attempt to beat the work of a man who had engraved the Lord’s prayer an a three- cent piece. i> RANDOM VERSE. OL se — fot At a Cowboy, Dance, From the Denver Post. - Git yo’ little sagefiens Heady; ‘Trot ‘em out upét dete Line up there, Lively now! joor— ow eusses! Steady? coUpIE more. Shorty, shed that ol’, sombrero! Broncho, douse that cigarette! Sto yer cussin’, Casimero, "Fore the ladies! Now!‘all set! bw S'lute yer indies al}, together! Ladies opposite the same; Hit the lumber with ye leather? Balance all, an’ swing yer dame! Bu ch the heifers Ih: the middie! Cirele stags, an’ do-8>-do— Pay attention to tire fiddle! wi First four forwa: Second foller! ‘ing ber ‘round: an’ off you go! Back to places! tle back! Now you've got it down to cases! Swing ‘em till their trotters crack! Gents all right a heel an’ toein’! Swing On. ‘em; kiss 'em if you kin! to next, an’ keep a goin’ ‘Till yo’ bit yer pards agin! Gents to center; ladies ‘roand em, Form a basket; balance all! Whirl yer gals to where yo" found ‘em! Promenade around the hall! Balance to yer pards, an’ trot "em *Round the circle double quick! Grab an’ kiss ‘em while you've got ’em! Hold ‘em to it if they Kick! Ladies’ left hand to yer sonnies! Alaman! Bai Pick "em =p Promenade Iii Balance all, en’ swing yer sweet Shake yer spurs an’ make ‘em rattle! Keno! Grand right an’ left! Jance all an’ swing yer honies an’ feel their he! ce skeery cattle! Promenade to seats. — A Fair Whist Graduate. From Whist. She trumped a trick In her partner's hand; He promptly fell in the dumps QWhich wasn’t the thing to do at al). And it made her think she had missed a “eall,” So she straizhtway led him trumps. he led him trumps to a call indeed? But one from the enemies’ hand, And they made their seven-card suit with speed In a style entirely grand. Then her partner signaled—but all in yain— ‘Though bis ‘call’? was almost 2 shrick. And he turned to ice as she forced him twice, And he thought some things that were far from nec ey And he longed for a tongue to speak, As he saw his Ace, and his King, and Queen (The least to the largest size), His seven und four—all trumped galore (His partner appeared surprised), Then with Ace and Three—on the King led—she Ai Played Ace (which she called “‘unblocking’), id incidentally twice revoked; il between the hands’ she lightly joked, While her partner's thoughts were shocking. When all was o'er, at the ghastly scere She gazed, and her face g1 red And she looked with fre on the couple higher, And these were the words she said: “Well, upon my word! this is too absurd! ‘There must be a gross mistake If not, then T know the re (And her look as she ga: son wh: d in her partner's eye, Made that veteran Whister quake.) Then her heart relented, o'er sin repented, And she said in a miller way: 's a dreadful shame, but ye You don’t understand my play. re not to blame— Merry Autumn. It's all a farce—these tales they tell About the breezes sighing, And moans astir o'er field and dell, Because the year is dying. - Such principles are most absurd— Te who first taught ‘em; There’s nothing known to beast or bird In solemn times, To make a solemn autumn. hen grief holds sway, With countenance distressing, You'll note the more, of black and gray Wil Ww ll then be used in dressing. purple tints are all ‘around; he sky Is blue anil meflow; And e’en the grasses turn the ground From modest green to yellow. The seed burs all with Iiyz And Teaves that s A butterfly goes win: And naturi On Are A Is hter crack fe therweed and. fimo jonld “be dressed in black i decked out: in crimson. siaging bird coms all from barth to Ty oer with lutghter. bubbl Don’t talk to me of:solemn days In (And these grow slant aul sl Wh: The autumn’s time of splen: use the sun shows fewer . it's the climax ’of the year— lest time of living! e hig Till naturally its burstivg cheer Just amelts into thani ving. —PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR. +]e3 Rest. Let us rest ourselves a bit. Worry? wave your hand to It— Kiss your finger-tips and smile It farewell a little while, Weary of the weary way We have come since yesterday. Let us fret us not, in dread Of the weary way ahead, While we yet look down—not uj To seek out the buttercup ss And the daisy, where they wave O’er the green home of the grave. Let us launch us smoothly on Listlers billows of the lawn, And drift out across the main Of our childish dreams again, Voyage off, beneath the trees, O’er the field's enchanted seas, Where tie lilies are our sails, And our seagulls, nightingules. ~ Where uo wilder storm shall beat ‘Than the wind that waves the wheat, And no tempests burst above ‘The old laughs we used to love. Lose all tronbles—gain release, Langour and exceeding peace, Cruising idly o'er the yast Calm mid-ocean of the past. Let us rest ourselves a bit. Worry ?—wave your hand to it— Kiss ‘your finger-tips and suile It farewell a little while. —JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY. eS ae . When Doctors Disagree. S. E. Kiser in Cleveland Leader. Ho looked at my tongue and he shook his head— ‘This was Doctor Smart— He thumped on my chest, and then he said: “Ab, there it is! You mustn't run—yi You mustn't work Just sit down and take You may liv But, in the meantime, mak Your heart! mustn't hurry! uu. mustn't worry! it cool; for years, I cannot say; it a rule ‘To take this medicine twice a day!" He looked at my tongue and he shook his head— This w: “You're You must take more Doctor Wize— ver’s a total wreck,’’ he said, exercise! You mustn't eat sweets, You mustn't eat’ meats, You must You mustn’ Get out with the boy And take three dose alk and leap, you must also run; sit down ‘in the dull old way; and have some fun— of this a day?" He looked at my tongue, and he shook his head— ‘This was Doctor Bright— “I'm afraid your Inngs are gone,” “And your kidney isn’t rignt, he said, A change of scene is what’ you need, Your And bread is a thin case 1s desperate, indeed, you’ musn’t’ eat— Too much starch—but, by the way, You must henceforth live on only. meat— And take six doses of this a day!” Perhaps they were It isn’t for me to right, and perhaps they knew, Mayhap I erred when I'madiy threw ‘Their bitter stuff away; . 7 But I'm living yet, on my fee! And grass isn't “ait t Hidare wan” And I walk and I run prs, too, But, to s-ve my life, “F t Bee What some of the able:docters would do If there were no foolfdike you and me. ‘Abigail sh She raised her voice (bud “What oY ant fa: writer; = le elitiing on Wwered and hee Yeo THOMAS CARLYLE’S SISTER She is the Last Surviving Member of His Family. Her Home is Now in Toronto, Where She is Living Happily and Quietly at the Age of Eighty-Two. From the Toronto Mail. It will come as a surprise to many citi- zers to know that it is given to Toronto to heve as a resident within its boundaries the last of the Carlyles. That sturdy Scotch peasant family, made famous by its eldest brother, in the Chelsea sage, has dropped tts members, one by ore, into the eternal silence, until now only the youngest remains—a slender, frail, pathetic little creature, who has crept noiselessly and all unknown into our midst, here to wait the months or years that may intervene before she, the last of the Car- lyles, is also laid away. it Is not our purpose to delve into the details of the early home life of Thomas Carlyle, nor to record his relationships with those eight brothers and Sisters whom, Gespite his cynicism and irascibility world- ward, he loved faithfully unto the end. Are not such chronicles to be found in the volumes of Froude. It is ours, rather, to state the fact of Janet Carlyle’s presence in our city, ant give, as simply as may be, a picture of her as we found her, ard as she is today. She has been long a resident in having come to this country in 1851, as the wife of the late Robert Hanning of Hamilton. ‘The names Jane, Jean, Janet ard Jennie were of so frequent occurrence in the Carlyle family that a reader search- ing the numerous volumes of “Reminis- cences” for mention of this youngest mem- ber might easily become confused. Jane Carlyle and Janet (Jenny Carlyle) were the two youngest members of the family. Of the former, their famous elder brother, in his published memoirs, speaks at some length, and always fondly, as “the Craw,” or crow, from her black hair. She was evidently his favorite. Of these two young sisters he writes thus to Jane Welsh: “These little beings, in their bits of gray speckled straw bonnets, I recollect as a pair of neat, brisk items, tripping about among us that summer at the hill. * * * The small Jenny (I think in some pet) had unexpectedly flung her- self off, and preferred native independ- ence at Mainhill.” Later on he writes: “This Jean Carlyle is my second youngest sister. The youngest of all was Jenny Ganet), now Mrs. Robert Hanning, in Hamilton, Canada.” This same “small Jenny” was born when her famous eldest brother was seventeen, and a student at Edinburgh. Naturally, therefore, her own early memories of him are few, while to him, during his brief home holidays of later years, she was only one of “a pair of brisk items in speckled straw bennets.” But his unvary!ng remembrance through the long after years proved his affection for this last member of the family. “Small Jenny” was married when twenty-four to ‘Mr. Hanning, who for several years after struggled with unsuccessful business. an/ at length left his wife end two children with her family in Scotland, while he came to the new world to test his fortunes. ° J was in 1841. It was not until ten years later, in 1851, that his wife and children came out to join him; and during _ the lar@r part of that period Mrs. Hanning remained at Ecclefechan caring for the old mother, whom her brother Thomas loved so devoutly. After Mrs. Carlyle's death, in 154%, Thomas Carlyle received his sister and her children as guests into his own home at Chelsea, and they remained with him uniil they sailed for the:r new 3 amilton, Ontario. im divas a final parting between Janet Sern lyle and her family, since she has never returned to visit her old home. Yet in the thirty years that intervened | before "the death of Thomas Carlyle, the famous phil- osepher remained always the kind elder brother to his young sister, writing to her with regularity and in affection. cbans In 1878 Mr. Hanning died, and_ three years later came the death of Thomas Carlyle. By her brother's will, Mrs. Han- ning inherited sufficient estate to render her independent; but fecling the loneliness 0! her home, and the advance of years, she gave up housekeeping and went to rene: with her married daughter, Mrs. Leslie, on her farm, near Oakville. The house was named Comely Bank, in memory of Craigenputtock; and here Janet Carlyle spent fifteen years, in the quiet of her pleasant room, with books and memories of her famous brother to bear her com- pany. The recent death of Mrs. Leslie ne- cessitated the breaking up of her “Comely Bank” home, and in April of the present year Mrs. Hanning was given into the care of her daughter, Mrs. Laing of Toronto. She receives us in her sunny little west room, with a scarlet shawl wrapped about her, the wistful face looking up in childlike confidence from beneath the white cap; while her daughter opens a little box filled with Carlylean mementoes. Memory re- turns to her at the sight of them, and she volunteers interesting bits of information about each article. This carved ivory needlecase belonged to her sister-in-law, Jane Welsh Carlyle. This quaint sampler, with its fine stitches, was worked by the Httle woman herself: it bears her name, “Janet Carlyle.” This fine, black lace veil, so ample and heavy, belonged to her mother, Mrs. Carlyle—a gift, mayhap, from the son who loved her so. We throw it lightly about the aged head beside us, and the ample folds fall over the white cap and scarlet shawl. Here are Carlyle’s own works in the bookcase. Volume by volume, they came to his sister regularly through all the years of publiation; and each bears its autographed inscription, varied somewhat in words, but in purport always the same— “To my dear sister Janet, with my best love and blessing. T. Carlyle.” But most valuable of all are the packet of letters, written by Carlyle and his wife to the young sister, separated from them by an ocean distance. The correspondence was constant during those thirty years; and some day that store of letters will prcve a valuable contribution to Carlylean literature, inasmuch as it will show Car- lyle in his fairest lght—that of generous affection toward his kindred. ——__+e-_______ GIRAFFE HUNTING. Compuratively Little Danger, but a Good Horse is Necessury. From Harper's Weekly. The pleasure of a giraffe hunt is indisput- able, but it is one that no real sportsmen will repeat more than twice. A hard spur and sjambok gallop through bush and thorn, with more than an even chance of your nag putting his foot in a jackal’s earth, a gradual overhauling of the giant mammals that are sailing without appar- ent exertion in front of you, a nasty dis- mount unless you are lucky enough to be able to shoot from horseback, a bullet planted just above the tail and penetrating through the tough skin into the heart and lurgs, and with a crash your game comes to earth, and you are standing, dripping with perspiration after your two-mile run, and outrageously scratched with haak- doorn, over the body of what is surely the strangest animal that even Souch Africa can produce. The trouble is that ieyond the chance of being thrown or of coming in contact with a tree, there is not much to keep an wenpenseoset —s from st to one side wi e disagreeable puallot an eu giants ta oe the wind. With that and a solid Martini- Henry bullet—the hollow express ones are fla § ih et i f i of the fore legs. It is a jerky, convulsive, wkward movement, but wonderfully ef- eatin: as a means of getting over the ground. We had ridden for nearly four hours eastward from the Botletti across the des- ert, with nothing more cheering to look upon than the brown and shriveled mopani trees, and I was growing dejected. But the Masarwa bushmen, unequaled as spoorers even in South Africa, knew their business and led us at length to woodlands of camel thorp, with open parklike glades of yellow grass, interspersed with dense thickets of kaakdoorn. And there we struck a herd of five. They caught sight of us when we were 300 yards away and headed at once for the forest. Giraffes are remarkable for picking out a straight line and keeping to it. A grand old bull of an almost mahog- any color led the way, with the cows of dark orange hue close behind. Some very dense and thorny thickets had to be taken first, through which their heavy weight and fron’ skins cleared an casy path. I never expect to see anything more extraordinary than the way in which they dodged the branches, bending their necks so low at times that you all but lost sight of them from behind, and avoiding trees with a lightning turn of which no horse could be capable. Then we used our spurs and whips freely. By galloping hard at ri angles to their line we the herd toward the cpen velit, short heart-bursting race resulte cows dropping behind the res\ 1 magnificent crash. The bull we purp: let alone, as his flesh is rank and uneata by any one except a h Cows give excellent steaks, and thei row bones are perhaps the tidbit of an Af rican hunter's menu, being full of juic and succulent meat. Their hides we us for making whips and sandals of, trading the latter to the Bechuanas on our way down country. - —___+ e+—_____ THE DRY TORTUGAS. managed to turn and ards, and finally tottering over with cl Abandoned Fort Jefferson Where Dr. Mudd Was Imprisoned. From the St. Louis Glove-Demoerat. The most notable priseners Fort Jefferson ever knew were those accessory to the @s- sassination of Lincoln. Over the door to one of the cells intact on the lower case- mate is rudely painted in black letters: “They who enter here leave hope behind. The cell is the one in which the Mary- lander, Dr. Mudd, was confined, and in the local traditions the misquotation is attrib- uted to him. While Booth was ficeing through Maryland, he stopped at Dr. Mudd’s and called upon him to set the leg broken in the leap from the box in which at the President was shot to the stage Ford’s Theater. The dcctor asked no qu tions, and always claimed that no informa- tion was given him as to the identity of the patient, whom he saw only long enough to give the necessary surgical attention. When all of the movements of the assassin were traced, Dr. Mudd was arrested and charged with being accessory after the Public sentiment was too strongly to be satisfied with an ethical defense. Mudd was sent to the Dry Tortugas. Twice ie tried to escane. Once he was al- most successful. He got on board a steam- er which had touched at the fort, and concealed himself in a coal bunker, with the connivance of the engineer. Just be- fore the departure it was ‘overed that he was missing. An order from the com- mandant detained the boat. Careful search was made without success. At length one of the searchers took a pointed poker and began to prod in the mass of coal. He struck the concealed prisoner. Strangely enough, tae release of Dr. Mudd fiz ceme about through the devotion to the theory of his professional duty which cost him his iiberty. One of the worst of the yellow fever ‘visitations carried off the prison physician early in its raves. Dr. Mudd volunteered to take his place. There Was no one else who could do it. The pr oner's labors in behalf of the stricken con- Dr. victs and garrison took on the form of hercism. So zealously did he apply himself that, when the reports reached Washing- ton, the authorities were moved to grant an unconditional pardon. Dr. Mudd returned with honor frcm his term of service on Dry Tortugas. Three others con the Booth conspiracy were sent to Dry Tortugas. They were Spangler, Arnold and O’Laughlin. Spangler was the stage ca penter. He was charged with having fixed a sliding door which Booth pulled behind him to hinder pursuit as he made his exit from the theater after firing the fatal shot. It was shown that Spangler was the mau whom Booth called to the alley to hold his horse when he went inside to shoot the President. But the evidence to prove that Spangler knew of the purpose of the assassin was wanting. O’Laughlin, in the theory of the prosecution, was the person selected by the conspirators to kill Grant or Secretary Stanton, but the case against him was weak. Arnold had been in the plot during the earlier stages of its devel- opment when the kidnaping of President Lincoln was as far as the conspirators in- tended to go. But he had withdrawn, left the city and found employment in Virginia. Because their connections with Booth and his plans were not those of principals, Spangler, O'Laughlin and Arnold were sent to Dry Tortugas instead of to the gallows. O'Laughlin died of yellow fever. Arnold and Spangier were released at the same time Dr. Mudd was, at the close of the administration of Andrew Johnson. In the history of the army during peace there has been no detail so dreaded as that in Fort Jefferson. The records testify to excessive mortality in the garrison as well as among the convicts. Men looked out upon the brilliantly colored waters, chang- ing hues according to depth and according to cloud and sunshine; they breathed salt- laden breezes; they listened to the maies- tic roar ef the surf on the coral reef: they sickened and died, until Dry Tortugas be came known as the unhealthiest spot over which the stars and stripes floated. That was all because just below the southern horizon lay the pest house. In 1s the government stopped building; the prisoners Were moved; the batteries marched out with thanksgiving. Dry Tortugas became to the army only a memory. A MIGHTY NIMROD. d of relations with A Tarheel Hunter Who Has Killed 400 Bears, From the Raleigh Observer, Captain W. H. Basnight of Roanoke 1Is- land, who is on a visit to Raleigh, is the celebrated bear hunter of Dare county. He has helped to kill over 400 in his time. “The season for hunting bears is near at hand,” said the captain, “and it will be a good season. I judge from the berry crop. It is cut off back in the woods and there is plenty on the water. The bears will come out to get the gumberries, and then we wili kill them and have fine sport. We skip the meat to Baltimore, after eating all we want, selling it at 122 cents a pound; We sell the bear's skin for $20, and bear oil sells well.” = “How do you kill the bears?” I asked. “I have a big double-barrel muzzle-load- ing gun. I use that on account of shooting big lead. You cannot use such lead as | want out of a breech-loader.” “What is the biggest bear you ever kill- ed?” I next asked the captain. I can’t tell you exactly. The largest I ever killed I could not weigh. I have killed bears weighing 500 pounds. They average perhaps something over 100 pounds,” “Are they hard to kill?” I asked. “I have killed some which fell dead at first shot. But if a bear gets fully mad before he is killed, you can hardly kill him man ought to mind a proper amount of hugging,” said the captain. “Do you love the bear meat as food?” ‘You ought to have seen the good captain’s mouth water and his eye brighten as visions of broiled bear neat came into his mind. i CENSUS OF HAWAII The Pure Blood Natives Are Steadily Decreasing, inca THE HALF-ISLANDERS ARE INCREASING The Foreign-Born Element Has Gained Largely. LITERACY —___ THE OF ISLANDS From the Honolalu Star. The population of the Hawaiian Islands is of heterogeneous char: made up of Hawa jan, Americ man, Portugue Chinese, Japar and other nationalities. The total number of the population in 1896, the date of the last census, was 100,020; males, + and fe- males, Of thi Y were full-blood- ed Hawatians, were A 407 were Japanese ericans and 21,616 were “a Islanders, who South part-Hawai Americ and 1 > were remain 8,485 ve their dese pean or Asiatic mother. The Hawaiian populatic sull decreasing, though crease Was less for the past six ye it was for the similar period betor From ISS4 to 1800 the de cent, while from 18% to ISG it cent. ns, nt from fa re birth is ot rs th of p the de- The part-Hawaiian population shows a large increase and, having advanced fr din Ive, to S485 in 1N%6, a gain of or 37.1 per cent. The Hawaiian-born ion, where both parents are f 0 shows a wonderful 3, an incre Of this number out of a total pu addy y as against or S34 per cent. are Portugues Portuguese pop of 15,191, according to the report, cent were born on the islands. Japanese population only 8.5 per cen of he: the Chinese 1 These latter ma wer tra nt population, a people who come and go but do not make their homes on the islands, reas the Americans and Europeans do make their homes upon the islands, bring up their children upon the soil, as it were, and form uent pop- ulation, a population which, together with the part-Hawailans, will eventually form the entire backbone of the island people. The Foreign Bo The foreign-b ulation has increa an advance of 2 per cent. It is among this section of the population that the great dispro- pcrtion of the sexes occ , and, of course it is here that the prepor ace of the Asiatic comes in. Of this mentioned above, ) were Japanese end 1 were Chines total of 41 Re: the were males and as has been stu must be re Sarded as in a measure a fic population, working on the plantations native countries 3 save m females. Thes and with their places being by tres up the percen tion it will be found as 2s. part-E and awaiian their Chine ules, The among k th: young children su of a healthy this direct total incr popus jsix years from 18% to 180 jcent, but the inc ages of on e ‘iod bh ch is a thorou Analyzing the i nationality jians of 51 f yo there r cent, ° the fig gain of 1,022, Literacy The literacy of the islands, based upon a standard of ability to read and write, stands high. Taking all nationalities, there over six years of age, and of 0 per cent are able to read and write, Following is the percentag: 5 can read and write: Hawaiian and p: Hawaiian, Americans and Europ. other than Portugues Portuguese Japanese, Chinese and South Sea isias 31. This does not include foreign waiian birth. It should be noted 26 per cent >f the Hawaiians are able read and write Engtish. The percentage of those y The total s of Ha- wiso that w attending school number of chil- , Viz., six to fifteen, total number ) per a 1sv0, when the perceMage attending school was SL59. The total owners of real estate were re- perted in 1896 as 6,327 je in 1890 t tetal was 4.6%. This in edly due to the action of the law, and the main part of it among the Hawaiians, p Portugue: Of the their actual ewned by Haw are dwelt in by r cent per ten other nationaliti 78 per cent. Occupations, The population of the islar s an dustrious one. Taking the working po; lation to be all tt r fifteen years of age, there are of all nationalitic maies, of whom as of no occupat what their oc 8.06 per cent of the But here the natio: tor the Hawaiian: vithout occupation, ine ov per cent, while the most indu are evidently the Portuguese, who } only 61, or 1.45 per cent reported as with- out occupations. In this con fon it should be noticed that the non-workcrs among the Hawaii are to be found rather among the yeung men than among the old. Many Hawaiians remain at school after the school age, fifteen, is reached, and many, even though they hi left school, do not start in any regular occu- pation. During the last six years the num- ber of female wage earners has increased. In 1890 there were 2,143 females who re- ported employment, or 5.2 per cent of the total workers. In 1806 there were 3,589, or 6. per cent of the total workers, and this ratio will undoubtedly increase during the next six years. ——_+o+____ Solar Engines. From the St. Louts Globe-Democrat. Elaborate experiments with solar -ngines have been made by the French in Algeria, where the sun shines at all times, and with great power. The best apparatus was found to be a simple arrangement of botler and concave mirror, the steam generated being condensed in a coiled tube surround- ed by water. This was for dist!i!ing water merely. In India an inventor named Adams has obtained some very interesting results with machines of his own contrivance. One of these is a cooking box, made of wood and lined with reflecting mirrors. At the bottom of the box is a small copper boiler, covere? with glass to retain the heat of the-rays concentrated by mirrors upon the boliers. In this contrivance any sort of food may be quickly cooked. If the steam