Evening Star Newspaper, March 19, 1898, Page 18

18 ) ‘Written for The Evening Star. “There is a very large busin2ss done In ecnnection with the gathering and sale of cecal cinders in this city,” said an ash gath- erer to.a Star r2porter, “very much larger than any one supposes. In old-tashiouzd times the ash-carters took their loads to the public dumps, and as far as they were goncerned, ended their conn2ction with the Matter. But this has all been changed in the past coupie of years. Instead of cart- ing to the dumps, they now take their loads to their own places in the suburbs of the city and riddle them for their own ben- he ashes they afterward take to the but the cinders are soldat the-rate of twenty-five cents per barrel. Ordinarily the purchasers of cinders are colored peo- ple, washerwomen, and the like, though others besides these are among the buy2rs oi cinders. I have a half dozen customers who are fairly well-to-do people, who buy one and two barrels per week. They find that they can get more fire from a barrel of cinders than they can from twenty-five cents’ worth of ccal or wood, and hence they buy. It is a small business in its way, but in the total it counts up.” « aoe t * “Many readers of magazines have noticed @ similarity in the advertisements, as far as printing, type and presswork is con- remarked a gentleman who is connected with one of the leading maga- zines to a Star reporter. ‘This is ex- plained by the fact that al! the advertise- ments of the magazines are now set up and printed by one concern, who do this kind of Work much cheaper and betier than any on2 magazine could do on its own account. There is an enormous amount of job type, cuts, plates, &c., necessary to turn out the Many attractive pages of advertising that are, of course, the paying part of the mag- azines, and the publishers of th2m find it is much cheaper for them to have their ad- vertisements done, as it were, outside. In many of the magazines the advertisements are to a great extent the same thing, and the concern which furnishes the pages con- taining them does it much less than each separate magazine could, for it orly composition bill to pay. Strange enough, the adveriising pages of many of the magazines are as cazeviy read as any other pages of th>m, for th2 xind of literary talent that prepares them is of the highest order.”” kee et “Bicycles interfere with the shoe busi- Hess in more ways than one,” explained a well-known rider of the silent steed to a Star reporte®. “It is proved beyond all doubt that riding a wheel will in one sea- son cause the foot to grow one to one and a half inches lager. Hundreds of bicycle riders have ascertained this. With men it does not make any Jifference; for, except in yery rare cases, men do not care as much for the size of their feet as they do for comfort. With the ladies, however, it is quite another thing. They wear bicycie shoes for riding, but find to their sorrow that in a seascn or so they cannot wear the size shoe that they wore before they developed their feet. Cycling not only tends to lengthen the foot, but also to widen it. The shoe manufacturers, as a result, turn out inany shoes for ladies of larger sizes than formerly. It 1s the old story coming true in another way; those who dance must Pay the fiddier. I don’t Know that it does a nice-looking girl any harm to widen or lengthen her boot a littic, but they think it does. Still, there is ao getting away from it, and they have to grin and stand the consequences, or et least stand on the congequences. *£ + tt “Country places are in much demand this id a real estate agent to a Star ‘but the supply is less than ever. Indeed, there are fewer offered than any spring in my experience. ‘The various eiec- tric fines of travel and other means of r.pid communication put the average so- called country place within such easy dis- taree that people nowadays not only lve im them during the summer, but during the Winter, as well. The amount they pay in car fare going and coming to them is more than offset by the difference in rent as compared with city residenc there are acres in control, w! residences there is only a small back yard, though now and then there is a terrace in front. Suburban residents are increasing all the time, for once a man gets setiled in a country place there are big chances, if the conditions are at all favorable, that he will remain so. Another advantage is that if he goes out to Maryland or Virginia he gets mixed up in politics and becomes a voter. This he could not do if he remained in the ciiy. The lines of rapid coi - ation do the rest.” = ie ; x ek et “The model of the Maine, with its half- masted flag, which speaks volumes, is the big attraction of the upper part of the city,” said one of the public guides to a Star reperter, “and ii seems to me visit- ors get more satisfaction out of it than anything else we can show them. Photo- graphs of warships are well enovgh in their way, but as they all look alike there is not much satisfaction in looking at them. With thg models of the warships it is entirely aiffprent. The people can then actually see them. From the mornirg that the news came that the Maine was sunk the inquiries for the model ha been constant. I don’t know how it is, but somehow visitors take ten times as much interest in the naval ex- hibits as do residents. While many of our wn people know that the model of the 1 exhibition in the corridors of Deppartment, they never take interest enough in it to hunt it up. With visitors, especially from s2acoast clties, the model of the Maine is oftener asked for than nearly all things else combined.” x kk “The popular idea or impression is that when persors dream much during a night to that extent their sleep is interfered with,” remarked a well-known physician to a Star reporter, “and it is a frequent thing to hear persons say that they dream- ed so much during tae night that they did not sleep or rest well. Now, the fact 1s, dreaming is as much rest or mentai recreation as actual sleep in some respects, although it may not appear so on first thought. It is hard to prove this by ac- tual experinent, because the conditions are so difficult to produce. There is certain amount of evidence which can be used, however, to prove the proposition. Time and time again when persons have been waked up by others they have ex- plained as a reason that they did not re- spond quicker that they were 40 engaged in dreaming that they did not hear the call. It is as clearly proven as anything can be that persons who are in a dreamy condition are much harder to wake than those who are sleeping, as they suppose, soundly. Take a parent, for instance a mother, when she is sleeping soundly, as ske thinks, she can hear her child when it turns over or movés in fts crib. Now, the same parent in a dreamy: condition would Eardly hear a knock at the door or other Youd noise. ‘The dream so controls the brain t®at during its pendency the sense of hearing is blunted * ok & * “It may.Dde imagination,” said the man with an eyé to detail, “but I’ve come, to +the conclusion that the hired bootblacks who polish your shées in these shoe stores that throw the shoe polishing in with the dime from you for the hired bootblacks their work, and when THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, MARCH 19, 1898-24 PAGES. street you find that your shoes haven't got the glitter ‘that they'd have if you'd got a bootblack on the street to polish ’em up for you. Well, when you come to think of it, you can’t blame the hired pootblacks. There's nothing in it for them to make a swell job of every pair of saoes they fix up. It’s only human nature for them to sloven the thing over when they know that when they get through they'll not see the color of the shoe-wearer’s money.. Of course, no man who goes to these ‘places to get his shoes polished is-going to-give up the price of a shine to the hired bootblacks, and of course, also, the bootblacks-know it. If I were a hired bootblack I'd only give a lick and a dab and a promise to such shoes myself, wouldn't you?” eg es THE “DON'T WORRY CLU! iB” CURE. How It Saved Mr. Robbins a Lot of Trouble. George Ade in the Chitage Record. Mr. Robbins thought it over and decided to join the “Don’t Worry” Chub. It isn’t-labor or responsibility that ruins the temper, wears cut the nervous system, sours the disposition and puts crowfeet over the eyes. It is worry, and thé worry over things which are inevitable according to the great plan and which cannot be helped. A great mary people realize this, but they cannot bring themselves to put the philos- ophy into practice. They continue to wor- ry and worry. Knowing very weli that it is of no use to ery over spilled milk, they ecntinue to cry over the -nilk that is spilled and the. other. milk that is about to be sz‘iled. it will be all the same a hundred years frcm now.” You Have heard people make that cheering observation. Such people ar qvalified to belong to the “Don't Worry’ Club. They can sit among the breaking crockery and ,smile at the expostulating creditors, snap their fingers at fate and say: “What's the use of worrying about these details? Will that help matters? Be- sides, it will be all the same a hundred years from now.” It is a beautiful philosophy, and the more Mr. Rebbins studied it the better he liked it. Den't worry. If you have a noté coming cue, don’t worry about it. Let the other fellow walk the floor. If business is bad and collections slow, don’t worry. If you gre going inte bankruptcy you will go whether you worry or not. What if you should fail? One man’s failure is such a stall item in the great mass of events. No !matter what happens, you can always go and board with your relatives. Don’t worry. If you can refrain from worrying, seme one else will have to do the worrying for you. You will continue to be placid end enjoy good health, and your associates wil ruin their tempers and get wriakles around the eyes. But that needn't worry you. Look at the noble spccimens of manhood who have permitted their wives to worry themselves into mid- dle-age graves. Did these men ever fuss and fret? Certainly not. That's why they’re alive and happy today. So don’t worry. If you have any worry, shift it to your wife or your business partner. That is what Mr. Robbins did. He had read about the “Don’t Worry” philosophy, and on the very day he adopted it a concern that owed his firm a large sum of money failed diamally. The partner came in with the news, and the cold perspiration was beaded on his forehead. “This is herrible, Jim,” he said. ‘What are we, going to do. when all those drafts come in next month?” “I don’t know,” said Robbins, with a peaceful smile, “but don’t worry.” “Great Scott! -Are you an idiot? Some- bedy hes to worry. What are we going to ec?” “Tell our lawyers to get what they can. ‘ext month, if we have collected enough money, we will pay the drafts. If not, we will not pay the drafts. The situation is charmingly simple — nothing complicaied about it at all. At any rate, we cannot help Matters by worrying. = “Oh, you talk like an old woman!” snap- ped the partrer, who jammed his hat down jover his ears and rushed out to try and re Some money. Mr. Robbins put his ‘eet up on the desk, dréw pictures on a scratch pad and whistled a “Blue Danube” waltz: A $10-a+week clerk could not have shown a more magnificent idifference to the cares of management. He was put to-a second test that same day. When he arrived at home Mrs. Rob- bins was in a condition bordering on hys- teria. The cook had resigned in anger and gcne away. “What are we going to do?” demanded Mrs. Robbins. ‘We are to have the Smiths here for dinner tomorrow. We must have a cook. “Everything in the kitchen is up- sidé down.” “My dear, we will do the best we can,” reptied Mr. Robbins, with provoking cool- ness. “In thé meantime let us not worry,” and he sat down and opened the evening newspaper. “But, James, you don’t appreciate how serious this is. We are helpless unless——* My dear, can we help matters any by worrying?” She burst into tears and left the room. Mr. Robbins felt a few pangs of con- science until he remembered that it would not help matters any for him to worry over the troubles of some one else. He felt serry for his wife, but what good would it do for him to worry? The system was a success. He was calm and happy under very trying circumstances. He said to himself: “If a cyclone should ome along at this moment and take the roof off the house I wouldn't worry. Even if it should lift me and carry me through the air I wouldn't worry. Why should I? It wouldn't help me to find a soft spot on which to land. It couldn't possibly affect the general result.”” . While Mr. Robbins philosophized thus his | wife was in her room worrying. She wor- ried herself into a state of desperation and finally went out and telephoned a ‘‘want ad” and called yp two intelligence offices. ‘Then she returned home, but she’ still worried for fear the new cook could hot be engaged in time for ‘the Smith dinner, so she went over to see Mrs. Glenn and borrowed her cook for the next day. As a consequence a beautiful “dinne® was in readiness whén the Smiths arrived, and Mr. Robbins felt that he had been vindi- cated. “Everything has turned out all right,” he said. “Would it have turned out any better if I had worried? Not at all. What is the use of enduring these mental tor- ments? I have been mistaken all my I have been a fool. I have worried too much. - He was further convinced along this same line by what happened at the office. The partner came in a day or two later with dark rings around his eyes and a nervous twitching of the mputh. He was smoking a black cigar. : “Well, Robbins, I've got the money to meet those drafts,” he said. “I knew it would be all rig! said Rob- bins. “That's why I didn’t worry. Do you know that's a great system? Don’t worry, thy boy. Take everything calmly.” “I don't seé it,” said the partner, chew- ing his cigar savagely and tearing open let- ter after letter on his desk. “Where would we be if I hadn't worried over those drafts until I went out and simply held up peopie to get money? That very lovely rule of conduct for a woman who has nothing to do except pour tea every afternoon, or for some man who spends the money left to him by his father and writes books on phi- phy. I'll admit that’s it’s better, not to worry if you can get along without it. I wish-I didn’t worry, but if I ‘wor- rying I'd be in the poorhouse in six m:enths. Once I-knew a man who never worried. That was out in the country where I used to live. He fished all day. His wife took in washing and finally killed herself from overwork, but it didn't worry him. He went to live with his brother and man never { defeat til he begins to dee srp unt e ins over prospect of defeat?” : sd = “Some day STRICKEN BY GOD'S HAND called ‘Compensations in Blindness,’ eaid a@ Washington lady, still under thirty, who T may write a paper to be has been totally blind for nearly a de- cade. “Ten years ago, when I was. told by several distinguished oculists that I shculd inevitably become completely blind within a very few months, the shock was almost beyond my strength. Had I not been of great constitutional hardiness, ihe brooding I permitted myself to indulge in at first over the spect would unquestio-ably have undermired my health. Then I forced myself to emerge from the heavy shadow, and braced myself to submit philosophicatly to the final ex- * pronunciamento tinction of light, for the cculists were right, and every morning I tound tnat I perceryed objects more and more dimiy. I gradualty nerved myself, up to meet the heavy day when [ should awake in utter carkness. When the cay came it wes wot so bitter as I bad anticipated, for I had grown used to the contempiation of the perpetual shad- ow that was in store for me.- “Now, as to the compensation in blind- ness. Can ycu understand that the world seems very much more beautiful to me now then by the light of the full moon? did when I could read a ngwspaper e Of the ightless eyes fall unconsciously into the habit, as time passes, of idealizing every: thing that presents itself to our notice. We are thrust upon our imaginations so abso- lutely, you know, and I suppose it is quite true that the imaginations of blind people @re extraordinarily active. +I have often fancied, since I became blind, that Milton’s deprivation of sight was in reality a-bless- ing to the world’s literature; for I am firm- ly of the belief that his blindness stimu- lated his imagination and enabled him to portray his colossal pictures with infinitely More beauty than ne would have been able to conceive had he been in possession of his sight. “But, as I started to say, we of the use- less eyes unconsciously develop into ideal- izers. For example, I am visited by many dear women never seen. friends whose faces I have I am told that several of these friends are hopelessly plain as to features, but I have observed that those who, us I hear, are the least attractive as to their exterior beauty have the sweeiest voices, which in itself is a compensation for them. It is a compensation for me, in that I am the beneficiary of that alone which is the most attractive thing about them—their voices—and I am: spared the acute sympathy I might feel for them could I see their lack of personal beauty. Again, my people occasionally take me to the theaier. I venture to say that now, after having been blind for nearly ten years, I enjoy a good play very much more than those whose eyes serve them well. When I was quite a young woman, and possessed of the best of sight, I recall that there were many actors and actresses whose enunciation and delivery of their lines were admirable, but whose natural or assumed mannerisms jarred upon me. Now I hear the voices of the players alone, and their fine or vicious speeches; so that all stage heroes are Sir Launcelots and ail villains Sir Modreds to me. When I am told that a girl who comes to read to me is considered lovely by everybody | am sure, after she has been described to me, that I picture her very much more beautiful than anybody with sight does. Again, you krow that many fine musicians, vocal and in- strumental, men and women, are desper- ately ill-favored, and the performing man- ters of some myself remember. music, you perceive, of them are distressing, as 1 But I only hear their and the musicians are all angels of light to me. When I am led through the parks, and inspired by the appealing frag! see the flowers A ce of the lilacs, I cannot hat are withering.” SS SONG OF A FIGHT. What the Sad Sen Dogs Sang Eighty Years Ago. “One of the best sailors’ songs I can re- says an old citizen, who spent his boyhood about the navy yard, ppeared skortly after the memorable encouzter of the Constitution (Oid Ironsides) and Guer- riere, during rollicking old Production it the war of 1812, and to the air ‘The Landlady of France,’ became a popular song with sailors and others, and was published in many of the old song bocks of the day. As a literary is not first-class, but it is as strong in fact as the rollicking air when sung in the fo’castles by our gallant sea- men for many y2ars afterward. There are soMme yet living who can recollect what a popular air it was about the navay yard, especially when the gallant Hull (the hero of that battle) was in command of the yard. The song goes like this: CONSTITUTION AND GUERRIERE. “It oftentimes has been told ‘That the British sailors bold Could flog the tars of France so neat and handy, 0; But they never found their match Till the Yankees did them catch, Oh, the Yonkee boys for fighting are the dandy, O. ‘The Guerrlere, a frigate bold, On the foaming ocean rolled, Con manded by With the bold Dacres the grander, 0; cholee of British crew, As a rammer ever drew, Tey could flog the Frenchmen two to one so handy, O. When this frigate hove in view, Says proud Dacres to his crew, Come, clear the ship for action, and be handy, 0; To the weather gatige, boys, get her, And to make bié men fight better Gave them brandy, to oO. drink gunpowder mixed with Then Dacres holdly cries, Make this Yankee sbip your prize, You can in thirty minutes neat a ‘Thirty-five’s enough, I’ nd handy, O; And if you'll do it in a score T'll treat you to a double share of brandy, O. The British shot flew hot, Which the Til they got hi Yankees answered not, within the distance they called Now, says Hull unto his crew, Boys, let's If we take this The first brondside we Carried their muinmast Which made ‘Then 1, didn’ handy, 0. Lord, this lofty frigate look abandoned, Dacres shook his he And to his officers he sal sce what we can do: boasting Briton we're the dandy, O. ured ‘ y the board, : os ead, $s these Yankees were #0 tink Our second told so well ‘That their fore and mizep fell, Mee doused the royal’ ensign sy And the} Wise the Ya Randy, To Toth w: o1 80 ‘handy, O. , says he, We're 3 Gel a teogun nkees struek up Yankee ‘Doodle Then. Dacres came on deliver up his Pr iy he tp part with it, ‘it was keep your sword, Hull, 80 handy, O. For it‘only makes you dull, Come, fill And we'll And so merrily John Bull Clara—Yes, Brogressiv2 euchre parties. Belle—Did you enjoy them? Clara—Very much! ested that I Let world » Yankee boys 0.' So cheer up; come, let us take a little brandy, O. your glasses full, drink to Capt. Hull, 1 push about the brandy, 0; may toast bis fill, what they will, for fighting are the dandy, T’ve attended half a dozen I’ve become so Inter- am thinking of learning to “It is not necessary:to revert. to the civil war to prove that American negroes are faithful, devoted wearers of uniforms,” said a Washington man who hes seen serv- ice in both the army-and the navy. ‘There are at the present.time four regiments of negro soldiers in the*regular army of the United States—two outfits of cavalry. and two of infantry. All four 6f thes> regi- ments have’ been under fire in important Indian campaigrs, and there is yet to be recorded a single fistance of a man iti any of the four layouts showing the white feather—and the two cavalry regiments of negroes have on several occasions found themselves tn very serious eltuations. While the fact is well known out on tine frontier, I con't. remember ever having seen it menticned back here that an Amer- ican Indian has a deadly fear of an Amer- fean negro. The most utterly , reckless, dare-devil savage of the copyer hue stands lteraily in ae of @ negro, and the blacker the negro the more the Indian quails. I can’t wnderstend iy this should be, for the Indians decling to. give their reasons for fearing the back men—but the fact remains that even,m: very bad Indian will give the mildest-menneread negro imagina- ble all the rgom he- wants, and to spare, as any old regular; army soldier who has frontiered wil tel; you. The Indians, I fancy, attribute rneanny and eerie quali- ties to the blacks, 4 “The cavalry trop to which I belonged soldiered alongside a couple of troops of the 9th Cavalry; a black regiment, up in the Sloux country wight cr nine years ago. We were peniciming chain- guard, hem- ming-in duty,,and it was our chief business to prevent the savages from straying from the reservation. ‘We weren’t under in- structions to riddle‘them if they attempied to pass our guard posts, but we were au- thorized to tickle them up to any reasona- ble extent, short of maiming them, with cur bayonets, if any of them attempted to bluff past us. Well, the men of my troop had all colors of trouble while on guard in holding the savages in. The Ogalallas would hardly pay any attention to the white sentries of the chain guard, and when they wanted to pass beyond the guard limits they would invariably pick cut a spot for pursage that was patrolled by a white ‘post-hrmper.’ The result was that we of the white troop had frequently to engage in the risky job of prodding Strapping six-footers of Ogalallas with our bayonets—and I don’t- mind admitting that none of us liked that sort of work @ little bit, not on humanitarian grounds, either, ‘except as the humanitarianism concerned ourselves. But the guards of the two black troops didn’t have a single run-in with the savages. The Indians made li a point to remafn strictly away from the negro soldiers’ guard posts. Moreover, the black soldiers got ten times as much obedience from the Indians loafing around the teepees and wickieulps as did we of the white outfit. The Indians would fairly jump to obey the uniformed negroes. I re- member seeing a black sergeant make a minor chief go down to a creek to get a pail of water—an unheard-of thing, for-the chiefs ard even the ordinary bucks among the Sioux always make their squaws per- form this sort of work. This chief was sunning himself, reclining, beside his tee- pee, when his squaw started with the bucket for the creek, some distance away. The negro sergeant saw the move. He walked up to the lazy, grunting savag “Look a-yeah, yo’ spraddle-nosed, yal- luh voodoo nigguh,’ said the biack ser- geant—he was as Nack as stove-pipe—to tne blinking chiet, ‘jes’ shake yo’ mo-count bones an’ tute dat wattuh yo’se’f. Yo’ ain’ no bettuh to pack wattuh dan Ah am, yo’ heah me.’ “The heap-much Indian chief didn’t un- derstand a word of what the negro ser- geant said to him, but he understaads pan- tomime all right, and when the black man in uniform grabbed the pail out of the squaw’s hand and thrust it into the dirty NEGROES IN THE ARMY|IN THE EVENT: OF WAR “John,” she said to him in an appealing tone just when he was getting a bee-line light the other night, “you wouldn't go off to any cruel, cruel war and leave me all alone, would you?” "Course I would, Elvira,” he repjied, fervently, if a bit brutally. “What kind of @ thing with a big T do you think your husband {s,. anyhow? Fellow’s got to be either a_man or a mouse in this world. Would I go? Well, I guess yes!” “And get yellow fever and the black plague and beri-beri, John, and all the rest cf those horrid things? And, maybe, get cut all up by one of these awful machetes, too?” i “Weil, I'll tell you what, "Vira,” said he, in a confidential tone, “I don't believe ld be able to stand more than two dozen doses of the yellow jack and the black plague. and what you call beri-beri if I had ‘em all at one and the same time, and if I did happen to get ‘em all in a bunch that way I don’t s'pose it would take more’n a hundred machetes to wind me up.’ “Why, John, how you talk! Ajn’t you afraid to think of it al?"’ “Afraid, nothing!” replied John, valiant- ly. He was just about to trapse across the borderland of sleep, when she gave him a little jab, and - ‘I only want to know out of curiosity, of course; but would your life insurance pol- icy be any good if you went to the war?’ This_explains why Elvira hears so much talk about “blamed mercenary women” around the house nowadays. Sa + ESCAPADES OF A DESPERADO. Rode Over the Country and Dared Officers to Shoot. Frem the St. Louls Globe-Democrat. ‘ ‘Doc’ Middleton was the most daring desperado that ever terrorized the Elk- hern valley, and ruled the Black Hil's country with a high hand,” said John C. Barclay. “Middleton always bore the sobrizquet of ‘Doc,’ but nobody seems to know how he was so dubbed. Before the railroads were built into Deadwood, S.D., I used to make one trip a year by stage to that country, and I saw ‘Doc’ Middleton several times. He was a powerful fellow, with quick, elastic step, and wore a dark sombrero, an overcoat of wildcat skin and a bright handker@ief, and his cowboy make-up gave him the appearance of a typical west- ern -froatiersman. Leading a band of rengers, he waged war on the Sioux In- d:ans and protected the settlers of the Elknorn valley, Nebraska. Government officials in those days feared him, and for years he was the chief of desperadves ia those parts. But he settled down to a re- Spectable life in Nebraska over fifteen years ago, and was engaged in the cattle business. “When I first knew ‘Doc’ he was freight- ing from Sidney, Neb., to the Black Hills. One night, in a Sidney dance house. a half dezen soldiers engaged in a quarrel witn ‘Doc,’ and there was a shooting scrape. Middleton escaped and hid in the hill sands on the Platte river. While living in the hills he picked up a bunch of horses and Slurted out with them. He was captured and thrown into jail in Sidney. The sec- ord night there he got the jailer drunk and walked away. He next appeared at 1 read ranch up the Elkhorn, having been without food for five days. Soon after tha: he was hurrying down the Elkhorn valley with a banch of horses that belonged to the Indians. ‘Doc’ and his party were pur- sued by a company of United States sol- diers, about fifty settlers and a band of on the bed preparatory to turning out the Written fot The Evening Stor. His Uniform. There's a lad that's quick an’ ready! Got his good looks, I'll agree, From his mother, an’ a steady Streak 0° bulidog pluck from me. Ef there's war, he'll go fur sartin. An’ you'll know him when he's due By the uniform he'll start in, Partiy gray an’ partiy blue. Years ago me an’ his n.cther Had a difference, an went Soldierin’. I j'ined another Than her father’s regiment. Both our uniforms was splendid— Lots 0° difference twixt the two; ‘That was why our romance ended. His was gray an’ mine was blue. But when all the battles’ thunders Sank into the silent past, Time, that’s allus workin’ wonders, J'ined our hearts agin at last. Oft, though vain regrets are scattered To the winds, she brings to view Lovin'ly them clothes so tattered, Some of gray an’ some of blue. See that lad? He’s quick an’ ready. Got his good looks, I'll agree, From his mother, an’ a steady Streak o’ bulldog pluck from me. Ef there’s war, he'll go fur sartin, An’ you'll know him when he’s due By the uniform he'll start in, Partly gray an’ partly blue. x x * A Redoubtabie Reserve. “Ol say, Dolan,” said Mr. Rafferty, as he leaned over the fence to watch the prepara- ticns for gardening, “thot do be a funny name fur a foightin’ boat.” “What is it ye’re talkin’ over?” ‘The Terrier. Ye're twisted agin’,” exclaimed Mr. Do- lan. “It's not the Terrier; it's the Turror—manin’ somethin’ terrible. An’ a foine boat it is. It'll come in handy in case of an emergency. It’s a gret ting ty be prepared fur whativver may happen. An’ the counthry’s gittin’ all the improvemints.” 3 “Ol saw it offered as a bit iv advoice thot this counthry ought ty hov more mortar batteries,” commented Rafferty. ‘“Mebbe "twor all roight. But if Oi wor a soldier Oi'd rather take me chances wid a brick battery. Oi'd know betther what Oi wor handlin’, an’ be surer iv my aim. As you other departments.” “All at once?” “I don’t care whether they are all in the Same audience or whether I make seven or eight separate ard distinct appearances. But I desire to be sure of finding “the per- son who is responsible for an attempt to allude to me as a decadent litterateur. “Well—isn’t that what you are?” “Perhaps. I will not discuss that. But I think that I am entitled to an oppor- tunity to remonstrate with the individual who put that *y’ in the word ‘decaydent! * * Apprehe . Farmer Corntossel had chanced upon the phrase “tout ensemble” in the course of his reading, and he calied his son to his side. He made him repeat it several times, listening attentively and with an increasing expression of disquiet on his face. < “It's quite easy after you know how,” sald the yourg man. “It means—”" “I don’t keer anythin’ about the meanin’. I jes’ want to hear ye pernounce it once more.” When his request was complied with, he exclaimed: “Josiar, ain't thee no other way?” “None that is correct.” “When ye see ‘tout’ “toot?” ye've gotter say prehension.” “Yes there is. army.” “I trust that In such a case I would be a credit to my country and my famtly.” “An’ I know you would, ef ye follerea yer natural bent. But, s'pose, bein’ in the aimy ye was to git an order — “I would obey it promptly and to the best of my ability.” “I know ye would, Josiar, barrin’ misun- derstandin’s. But this is the question that fils me with misgivin’s. Ef that there order was an order to ‘scout’ would you feel called upon to turn in an’ scoot?” Spos’n you wus in the —_~+ --— OLD NAVAJO BLANKETS. They Are Now So Rare as to Be Al- most Priceless. From the Indianapolis News. Dr. W. H. Work of Charlestown has re- turned from a trip to Arizona and has brought back with him severai Navajo blankets. “But,” he remarked sorrowfully, ‘they are not what they used to be. The ; Navajos are too tmprovident and lazy to rake such blankets as they used to make in the years gone by and before the white man began to hanker after that particular paw of the chief the chief went after that bucket of water, and he went a-loping, ton. “The Sioux will tand down to their chil- d:en’s childrer the story of a charge that a couple of the negro cavalry troops made during the Pine Ridge troubles. It-was at the height of the fracas, and the bad In- dians were regularly lined up for battle. These two black. troops were ordered to make the initial swoop upon them. You know the noise one black man can make when he gets right down to the business of yelling. Well, these two troops of biacks started their terrific whoop in unison when they were a mile away from the waiting Sloux, and they got warmed up and in bet- ter practice with every jump their horses made. I give you my solemn word that in the ears of.us:ef the white outfit, stationed three miles away,- {he yelps those two ne- gro troops of cavalry:gave sounded Ike the carnival whooping of ten thousand devils. The Sioux weren't scared a little bit by the approgthing ciouds of alkali , When the two black were more t a quarter of a mile eway the Indians broke and ran as if the old boy himself were after them, and it was then an easy, matter to round them up and disarm them, The chiefs afterwaré confessed that they were -scared out by the awful howling Gf the black soldiers. “Eyer since the ‘war the United States navy has had a tair representation of ne- gro blucjackets, and they make first-class aval tars. There {§ not a ship in the navy today that hign’t from six to a dozen, any- how, of negrdées og its muster rolis. The negro sailors’) names very rarely get en- rolicd on the:bad ¢pnduct lists. They are obedient, sober mén and good seamen. eee are many jetty officers among an ge Boxing: a Bride’s Ear. + In Lithunia, a provinc> of Russia, it is customary that the bride’s ears should be bexed before the marriage ceremony. No Matter how tender-hearted the mother may b2, she always makes it a point of admin- istering a hearty smack to her daughter in the presence of witnesses, and a note! is made of the fact. The mother’s intention is a kind one, though the custom its2If is bad. The reason’ for it is to proteét the bride should her marriage prove an unhap- py one. In that case she will sue for a divarce, and her plea will be that sha was ferced into the marriage against her wiil, and on that score the verdict of the judge will be in her favor, . a Rothschild at Monte Cario. Among the men who have been trying their luck at roulette in Monte Carlo this season {is Baron <Arthur Rothschild, a membet of the famous family of bankers of that name He “ha®a “‘system,” which, however, Js thore favorable to the operators of the wheel than to himself. The baron becomes as ited_after a lucky turn as any poor player. He uses, as a rule, the ore-hundred-frane pizces of Monte Carlo. He is a tall, broad-shouldered man, with a large, smooth-shaven face, and cares little, apparently, for his. personal appearance, as his clothing has @ neglected Siow —____ -He Knew:s Good Thing. Here {s a story of a certain Scotchman who, following the counsel, “gang sooth,” crossed the border and made money’ Then he recrossed and invited his friends and neighbors to rejoice with him, for he had found that—a fortune—he had ggpe in s2arch of. Champagne flowed like water, and one farmer bedy, after getting rid of several botties, turned to his companion and asked: ‘When are they going to bring on the whisky? I never did pare for these minzral waters!” * -—_>—_——_. " Couldn’t Quit Gambling. From Tit-Bits. Driving a cab in the streets of London is a young man who has literally thrown away £80,000. Tho son of a wealthy fami- ly in Yorkshire, he ‘went into the army, | Indians. The white men gave up the chase in a few days, but the Indians kept on the trail. One night the thieves were over- taken by the Indians. The red men dared not shoot Middleton, so they took the horses and returned home. — Middleton’s front tezth were filled with gold, and he was known to all the redskins as the ‘Gold Chief.” The Indians believed that ‘Doc.’ must have been favored by the Great Spirit in order to have gold te2th, and they would not kill him. “One of Middleton’s escapades was known over all the country. He was at North Platte, and a sheriff tried to take him. ‘Doc.’ mounted his horse, pulled a couple of r2voivers, and rode over all the town daring any man to shoot at him. The gov- ernment finally made a determined effort to capture “‘Doc.,” and sent out four secret service men. They met ‘Doc’ at a Fourth of July celsbration at Atchison, Neb. He tcok their pistols away and made them run foot races and join in the cther festivities of the day. Once Juage Moody of Dean- ‘wood Geman: Micdleton’s surrender. He made the judge throw up his hands, and vet aes all the valuables he had. “Middleton was finally captured by De; uties Lewellen and Hazen, abo were pene out by Gov. Thayer of Nebraska. ‘Doc’ was taken to Omaha, where he received a sentence of five years in the penitentiary. He was shown leniency because he always protected the white settlers and only stole the stock belonging to the Indians. At che expiration of his term ‘Doc’ returned to Atchison, Neb., and became a law-abid- ing citizen.’ The Gharkas, From the Pall Mall Magazine. ‘The average ‘‘monkey-man of the Hima- layas” is by no means a type of beauty. A short body, little legs, round head, and flat features are a few of his prominent physical characteristics; and being for a long period clothed in one of the ugliest uniforms the genius of man ever invented, he could not compete in picturesqueness with the fine physique and carriage of the handsome Sikhs, Panthans, or Rayputs. But, in spite of his unprepossessing appear- ance, once let his officers gain his respect, and he is ready to follow them with dog- like fidelity, to “go anywhere, and do any- thing,” to use a hackneyed phrase; and these qualities which commend themselves to a Ghurka sre the same as those which serve to endear an officer to the British private. Indecd, the devotion, courage, energy of character, and love of enter- prise of these formidable but merry little warriors are such that the writer of a re- cent article on the native army gives ex- pression to his conviction that “there is hot a single instance on record of Ghurka soldiers having failed in their duty against an enemy.” ——__+e+_____ Strangers ‘Judged by Dress. From Anecdotes. Girard, the famous French painter, when very young, was the bearer of a lei- ter of introduction to Lanjuinais, then of the council of Napoleon. The young painter was skatbily attired and his re- ception was extremely cold, but Lanjuinais discovered in him such-striking proofs of senre and amiability, on Sane wets to take leave, he Pein gies and Siconecnet his visitor to the ante- urfkiown person according to his se of him according to ie - A Too Feeble Expletive. say, Dolan, the Turror'll be a great assist- ance in toime iv necessity, especially the “What goat is thot?” “The wan the min kape an boord as a pet. Oh, it’s long-headed these officers do be. Invintions is good in their place. They hov emi Je an’ they hov their big pat- ent bullets, but invintions, no matter what they are, is If’ble ty git out iv order. These rapid thransit street cars is foine, but if anythin’’ goes-:wrong they've got ty go boick ty plain muscle an’ hitch up the mules. Now, if there’s ony animal more re- i"! than’a mule it’s a goat.’ ““Twor a goat thet you an’ Connerty had the row over lasht fall, worn’t it?” “In a way. Connerty sint over ty me an’ says would Oi lind ‘im our lawn mower. Oi towld ‘i:a Oi couldp’t just thin, as me woife wor miikin’ it, an’ Connerty rather than own up he couldn't see the joke said Oi wor a misripresintor an’ we had it out. But my goat ien’t the koind ye'd want fur war. What ye’d want is wan 0° these owild weave. “The blankets now turned out are pitiful and tawdry affairs compared with those of bygone times. Those of today can be beught for about $39, while a real 6ld-fash- jored blanket Is really priceless and can- not now be bought. Those ancient blan- kets were half an inch thick and woul hold ‘Water as well as a wooden tub. The finest of them are found buried with bodies of dead chiefs, and they are practically fmde-~ structible. The women who weave the blankets of today can make the old-fashioned blankets bes as well, for they know the secret of easily sold and takes only a short time to make, while it would take nearly a year to Weave one of the real blankets, those glori- cus combinations of colors and material, one of which would easily be worth $10, “They have an exquisite color sense, these women, and blend their materials per- fectly. The coloring ts fast, and is made of vegetable and mineral matter, the secret of the making being handed down from generation to generation. A tride can be knewn by the color scheme of its blankets. The designs vary greatly. Sometimes: re- ligious ceremonies are typified, sometimes tribal and sometimes personal hist or other themes, all of which may be by thcse skilled in the sign and color languages of these Indians. “How are the blankets made? Oh, the manner is very primitive end seems simple enough. _They are woven on upright frames by hand, and the threads are pounded tv- gether as tight as possible. But the glory of the Navajo blanket has departed, and I expect before many years the secret of their making will be lost.” peer patienngone> Billy goats wid a forrid loike a piece iv asphalt an’ whiskers so long ne hov ty hewld ‘is head up ty kape from shteppin’ on ‘em. A Oi've no doubt thot’s the koind the Ttrror hov.’ “Rafferty, tell me wan t'ing. What is it ye’re thryin’ ty inform me about? What good would 2 goat be in war?’ ‘Dol or yez ivver butted by @ goat?” lan, ‘Wanst. “Thin yez kin undherstand what moight be accomplished wid a goat, specially tratn- ed. Suppose a shot from ‘the inimy done some damege till the arrangements fur fcirin’ or mebbe the machinery got a kink intill it at the critical moment.” “Thin we'd be disabled.” “Not a bit iv it. Not if we had a well- thrainéd goat on boord. Oi kin picture it th2 glorious soight now. Jist whin the in- imy takes it fur granted that they hov the best iv us, wan iv the men picks up a can- non ball an’ howlds it wid both hands, down bethune his knees, so’s it'll be about an a level wid the goat’s forrid. Thin the goat, wko has backed off till the other soide iv the ship ty git a runnin’ shtart, is given the signal an’ lets drive at it wid all "is might. Where the shot'll land, if a ship don’t be in the way, is a question fur higher mathematics.” “Ye’re roight,” said Mr. Dolan. “It’s a grand idee. But hivvin hvip the man thot’s howildin’ the shot if the gcat ivver misses Mixed Metaphors. Sir Boyle Roche is known to fame as the man who broke all records in the perpetra- tion of Irish “bulls.” It was he who smelt a rat, saw him floating in the air and nip- ped him in the bud, but a writer in Cornhill has unearthed several less familiar “‘bulls” from the same‘eminent source. For exam- le, discoursing on the relations between ngland and Tretand, Sir Boyle declared that “he is an enemy to both kingdoms who wishes to diminish. the brotherly affections of the two sister countries.” This is, how- ever, no better than the benevolent wish of the governor of Georgia, in his spech at the last Atianta exposition,.that “the occasion might be an entering wedge which would perfect unity between 200. Herbert Spencer's Profitiess Books. From Tit-Bits. a ° Mr. Herbert Spercer writes: “During the first twelve years of my literary life every ene of my books failed to pay for its paper, print ard aGvertisements, and for many years after fafled to pay my snes ses—e’ me of them made ay Bp ewes ‘No Publisher would look ai his first book, “Social Statics,” and he issued it at his own cost. The edition was ‘is aim! a * Don’t Worry. Don’t worry—though above your head The threatening storm clouds meet, The rainbow as of yore shall spread Its sign of promise sweet. ‘The flowers fied when winter gray Proclaimed egain his cruel sway. Yet early blossoms smile and say, “Don’t vorry.” . , und it took fourteen years to sell. Other volumes followed, and in gving back upon his accounts he found that in the course of fifteen years he had lost nearly £1,200. Ultimately, however, the tide turned, and Mr. Spencer's books began to pay, and twenty-iour years after he began to publish he had retrieved bis position. —_ +00 The Comedy of Divoree.