Evening Star Newspaper, August 20, 1898, Page 23

THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, AUGUST 20, 1898—24 —————— LOSSES OF THE WAR ‘Less Than in Single Battles of the Rebellion. : INCURRED CHIEFLY ABOUT SANTIAGO pian e oe noes Only One American Naval Officer Killed. CASUALTIES OF SPANISH From the York Times. Now that both Spanish and American commanders have received the order to cease firing, it Is possible to reckon up with some degree of accuracy the loss of life and limb in the 114 days’ war. The double total is probably less than that of single battles in our elvil war. The Spanish casualties are, of course, far greater than ours, but are difficult to esti- mate because of conflicting reports. The first defenders of Spanish honor to fall in the war were undoubtedly killed at the bombardment of Matanzas, on April 27, the war having been deciared by Congress to have commenced on April 21. Shortly after this the cruiser New York fought some Spanish cavalry at Cabanas, thirty-eight miles west of Havana, without sustaining loss, and on May 1 Dewey won his world-famous victory off Manila, after stopping for breakfast when half way through. Tae loss on the Spanish side foot- ed up 490 killed and over 60) wounded. The American casualties consisted of the wound- ing of six seamen. Among the Spanish wounded were the mmanders of the Castilla and the de Ulloa and the executive Officer of the Reina Cristina. The captain, chaplain, clerk and boatswain of the Reina Cristina were killed. A few days later ptured the gunboats Leyte and Callao. and the Spaniards captured tLe American bark Saranac. Only American Naval Officer Killed. The Vicksburg and the cutter Morrill en- gaged the Santa Clara batteries off Ha- wana on May 7 without sustaining injury. Four days later came the fight in Cardenas harbor, in which the only American naval officer to be killed in the war met his death. Wilmington, torpedo boat Win- unboat Hudson had entered the attack some Spanish gunboats. In the fight a shell burst aboard the Win- slow, killing Ensign Worth Bagley and four others. The Spanish losses in Cardenas in- cluded one medical officer, three sailors, two women, three children killed; wounded unknown. The ¢ of this skirmish was also the day on which the cruiser Marblehead, the gunboat Nashville and the auxiliary cruiser Windom attaked som> Spanish troops be- hind improvised bre orks at Cienfuegos. One seaman was killed and another was #0 badly hurt that he died later. Capta’ Maynard and Lieutenant Cameron Win slow, both of the Nashville, were slightly, and Robert Volts of the Nashville, Herman W. Kuchneisted, John Davis and John T. Doran of the Marblehead, and William Levery were seriously wounded. Many other Americans received trifling wounds. The Spaniards lost 300 killed and many hundreds wounded. Sampson’s bombardment of San Juan de Puerto Rico, an engagement satisfactory in its res took pl t next day, the Towa, 2 w York, Terror, Amphi- trite, roit, Montgomery, Wampatuck and Por ining in the atta The en- emy rest heavy fire, killing Frank Wi aman on the New York, and the gunner e on_the Am- itrite, and wounding uninjured. The -four wounded. ninor attack on Cardenas took v Spaniards were re. wounded, and on May 31 Commo. hley bombarded the Santiago forti- ng on Morro Castle, La Zoca- a Gorda. Our forces were un- and the Spanish loss was reported On June 6 Sampson took a turn at ‘orts, silencing them without sustain- 98s. Or the Spanish side Colonel Or- * nehez, Lieutenant Yrizar ers Perez and Garcia were wound and fi ilors were killed sailors wounded. One infan- killed and twenty wounded. Loxses in the Marine Corps. American ships bombarded Caiman. the Bay of Guantanamo, on June 7, marines went ashore there from m three days later. Then they 1 by 600 more marines from the troopship Panther, under Lieutenant Colo- nel Huntington, and the Marblehead, Vixen »Iphin ran up the bay to fire on the Spanish earthworks. The first battle of arines todk place June 11, when As- nt Surgeon John Blair Gibbs of Rich- Sergeant Charles H. Smith and ates were killed. The Spanish loss is unknown. In the next two or three tryman ¥ days’ fighting, in which the marines did walla Sergeant Major Henry Goode and Private Tauman were killed and five privates wounded. There were also some Cuban casualties Sampson's next bombardment of Santiago resulted in the killing of an officer and three men and the wounding of an officer and twenty men. On June 12 the Yankee fought panish gunboat off Clenfuegos, and Solon P. Kennedy of this city was ‘wounded. Three days later the Spanish general. Joval, was killed in a naval attack on Santiago. A gunner was killed at tar- get practice on the Yankee by an exploding shell ‘The Shafter effected a landing in Cuba a upon and the army S share of suffering and danger. = and famous charge of the and the 1 alry and ist Ha He near Siboney, fought 1.000 Americans twi their er. took place on June 24. The kill pt. Allyn K. pron, Serg?. sh, Sergt. M s D. Russell, Rough Rider Maximil- White of the 10th Cavalry, Doherty and ten privates. Maj ut. Col. Alexander O. Brodie, ers and M Knox Byram of the Ist Cavalry were and forty-six other soldiers. The Spanish lost 2%5 killed and wounded. The Texas shelled the Santiago batteries on June when a six-inch shell killed Ap- Prentice Frank E. Blakely and wounded Beven seamen. Casaalties at Santiago. In the advance on Santiago of July 1, 2 ,and 3 there were killed twenty-one officers, 205 enlisted men, and seventy-seven officers lard 1,197 enlisted men were wounded. At this time eighty-four enlisted men, of whom many have since been found, were reported missing. In the destruction of Cervera’s fleet on July 3 Chief Yeoman George H. Ellis of the Brooklyn was the only American killed. Three were slightly wounded on the Texas. The Spanish loss has been estimated at 850 killed and 160 wounded, including Ad- miral Cervera himself and Capt. Eulate. Besides this, In the sinking of the Spanish cruiser Reina Mercedes, Capt. Acosta, five seaman and twenty-one marines were kill- ed and a lieutenant and eleven men wound- ed. In the subsequent mutiny of Spanish risoners on the Harvard six of them were illed and fifteen wounded. The loss with the Spanish cruiser Alfonso XII is un- known. Gen. Miles, after affecting his landing in Perto Rico, at Guanica, has had such a ifying time of it that there were prac- tieally no American casualties. Capt. Gi- hon Barrett and four men, all 6th Massa- ebusetts, were wounded in a fight before Yauco, where four Spaniards were found dead and several wounded. On August 6 eight privates were wounded at Guayama. One Spaniard wes killed and two wounded. Five men were wounded at Coamo August ®. Three days later, at Asomanta, Lieut. J. P. Haines, 4th Artillery, and two pri- ‘Yates were wounded and a corporal killed. One man was killed and an officer and fit- teen men wourded near Hormigueros. In the figat at Manila July 31 the Span- ish loss was estimated at 300 killed and 1,000 wounded, end we lost nine killed, nine seriously wounded, including Capt. Rein- holdt Richter, and thirty-eight slightly ‘wounded. The last casualty in the navy was the ntock and Lieut. Thomas of the | death of Emanue! Konlouris, a coal passe! en the gunbcat Bancroft, who wae kill during a recent engagement with Spanish riflemen at a point of land jutting ovt into Cortes bay. Corp. Swansop was killed Friday by a shell in Gen. Wilson's advance in Porto Rico. Capt. Lee and Lieut. Maines and three privates were wounded. The Spanish loss has not been reported. Total Losses in Both Armies. Gen. Vara del Rey of the Spanish forces was ore of those killed at Fl Caney. Gen. Toral declined to estimate the total Span- ish losses there. It is safe to say that their loss in killed in battle on land and sea is several times our loss in dead. Ac- cording to the estimate at hand, the navy has lost: Killed, 1 officer and 18 men (in- cluding Cadet Boardman, accidentally shot at Cape San Juan, August 10); wounded, 3 officers and forty men. The army has lest: Killed, 2% officers and 231 men; wounded, 87 officers and 1,316 men. Total American loss, 24 office: and 249 men killed; 9 officers and 1,356 men wounded. The estimating of the number of Amor- ican soldiers who lost their lives through sickness in the war is a more difficult mat- ter, because of the lack of complete reports from all hospitals. At present the Navy Department has no sufficient data on the matter. As to the army, 250 deaths is a conservative estimate. The land that Spain must add to men and ships in her column of losses includes Cuba's 43,319 square miles. Porto Rico contains 3,550 sqvare miles, and is the healthiest of all the West Indies. Guam, or Guahan, is the southernmost and larg- est of the Ladrone group. If we selected it as our perquisite in that locality we will get a fertile piece of ground 100 miles In circuit, thickly wooded, and provided with a couple of Spanish forts and a roadstead. The Philippines have an aggregate area of 114,400 square miles. We have taken thirty or forty transports in the course of the war. +04 THE BRAVE YANKEE TAR. Whistles as He Fights and Gets Angry When Ordered to Stop. From Leslie's Weekly. A half-naked man, sticking his head out of the forward S-inch gun turret on the Brooklyn, to get a breath of fresh air, said to me as a couple of big shells whistled over our heads and struck in the water beyond: “Funny song they sing, sir, then disappeared. In the two hot engagements in which I have watched the fighters closely I have never seen anything indicative of fear. True, everybody has a curious sensation as the first few shells of the enemy whistle overhead, and when one strikes, with its frightful explosion, you look around anx- jously for an instant. If the smoke is cleared from your ship, you will see a puff of smoke from a battery ashore. Then, just as you have forgotten the smoke, about three seconds later, you hear a sound like a swarm of bees humming over your head. Pretty soon the shells begin to come faster and faster. They drop in the Water on both sides of you. One hits the military mast, and the debris of steel and rope and wood comes tumbling about you. You look up wonderingly, but give it merely an instant’s thought. Then your mind reverts to the terrible roar of your own guns, and then comes the single idea of keeping outside the radius of fire, not of the enemy's guns, but those on your own ship, equally dangerous to your safety, the preservation of your ear-drums and your life. I stood by Commodore Schley’s side, with Fleg Lieut. Sears, during the first two bombardments of Santiago, and we ail found ourseives absolutely’ forgetful of peril, watching the shots from different turrets, and telling the gunners whether to Gepress or raise the muzzle of the gun. We kept accurately the times of all move- ments, of opening fire, of good shots. of silenced batteries, and of “cease firing.” The balls whistled about you with a nasty whine, as if they deplored not being able to hit you, but half the time the roar of the fusillade of your own ships drowns the complaint of the enemy’s missiles. You experience at first a strange feeling of en- jeyment, not unmixed with terror. Then cu grow animated, and discover a pe liar sort of charm in the danger and in the game of life or death. ee A SPANISH ART, A Typical Bargaining Scene in a City of the Dons. From the Cincinnati Times-Star. The scene is a tarket place in Spain. The time anywhere from the fall of Gran- ada to August 11, 1808. A maid of all work approaches a stall where succulent onions and pungent ptimientos are for sale. “Good morning, sister; God be with you.” “God be with you, my little sister. Will you examine these onions?” “How much have you the courage to ask for those wretched things?” “By the love of your mother these onions are the finest I ever had. For you, little sister, they will be only eight cuartos a doze1 The archbishop himself never ate fin er. “For the love of God, do you take me for a Frechwoman? (Pulling down one lewer eyelid significantly.) I know an onicn when I see it. They are not worth three cuartos.” 2 “Jesus, Mary and Joseph! little sister, fine onions carnot be bought for the price of thistles. To you I will sell them for seven cuartos, not one centavo less,” “They are the worst onions I ever saw. Lock at the brown spot on this one. I will give you four cuartos, and may the Mother of God forgive me for wasting my mis- tess’ money!” tle sister, the truth is rot in you. These onicns are as fair to look upon as the Plaza Real in holy week. Little sister, take them for six cuartos and go with Goa.” “Never in my life. Shall it be said that I was cheated? I will give you five cuar- tos. ‘They are yours, little sister, go with Ge “Go yourself with God and put clean paper on the onions.” When the maid arrives at the house che stcws her mistress the fine onions she has bovght after much seeking for only twelve cuartos. To a phlegmatic man of the north and to the good churchman this little conver- saticn in a Spanish market place may ap- pear exaggerated and a trifle profane. It is neither. The use of the names of the Trin- ity and of the Virgin Mary is but a simple form of Spanish politeness. It is a fair and perhaps abbreviated sample of the love of baigaining that is bred in the Spanish bona from the market place to those who sit in the counsels of state. Did Sercr Don Praxedes Mateo Sagasta imagine that he could drive a Spanish bar- gain at Washington? ee A KIND DEED REWARDED. Advertising Seemed Altogether Too Expensive for Backwoods Wife. From the Detroit Free Press. “I was running a paper down in Tennes- see then,” prefaced the ex-newspaper man, whose only work now is to collect what other people owe him in the way of rents and interest. “One of the few fine-looking women you find In the mountains of that region walked into the office one afternoon and said: ‘Be youins the editor?’ “Upon being informed that I enjoyed that distinction, she looked me over as though greatly disappointed and then told a long story of petty domestic difficulties that had led to the disappearance of her husband about two weeks-before. Now she wanted to put in a nice advertisement telling that he was forgiven and that she longed to have him at home. How much would I charge her? . “Two dollars an inch,’ I answered. “Taking a pencil and a sheet of copy pa- per, she figured laboriously for pretty near- ly an hour. At length she tore the paper into shreds and was deliberately walking out of the office when I asked her is she thought the charge was too high. “I don’t reckon I know anything ‘bout yur business, suh. But I never see that much money, let er lone handlin’ of it. Joe's wuth it, but I couldn’t never buy him back at them figgers. He's six foot three in his bare fett, suh, Joe is. At $2 an inch I make it $150. I'll just have to go out an’ git his trail an’ foller. “I didn’t even smile, gentlemen. There was something noble in her resignation. I advertised ‘Joe,’ got other papers to copy and we rounded him up. One morning there was a ten-gallon keg of moonshine whisky at my kitchen door, and I did not advertise for an owner.” A bill to prohibit the marriage of first cousins has failed in the Louisiana legisla- ture. HOUSEKEEPING IN - CUBA Oleanliness and Daintiness Within the Dwellings, if not Without. How the Natives Manage Without Ice Necessity to Guard Against Ants, Lizards and Scorpions. From the New York Tribune. ‘In the place of refrigerators such as we use,” said a former resident of Cuba to a ‘Tribune reporter, “some of the Cuban houses have large wooden boxes, about three feet square and six feet high, divided into two compartments. In the lower part provisions are stored. The upper part contains a great jar of glazed clay, which will hold about ten gallons of water. The top of this jar is a hollowed porous stone, whieh serves as a filter for the water which trickles through into the jar. The evapora- tion of the water in the clay jar keeps It cool and cools the compartment beneath. ‘This porous stone tank is scrubbed every day, and occasionally charcoal or clean gravel is put in to further purify the water. Though the streets of Santiago are so dirty, the Cuban houses that I visited in that city were kept scrupulously clean. A number of men servants were employed on low wages—about $5 a month. There are few women servants. I never saw a Cuban woman engaged in any kind of housework or in plain sewing. i do not wish to make any sweeping assertion and state that they never work, but merely say that those who work never came under my observation. “Stoves such as we have are not used. In the kitchens that I saw an open fire- Place rested on a foundation of masonry three or four feet above the floor. The draught was supplied by an aperture that ran from the front of the stone foundation through the floor of the fireplace. The fire was built around this hole and over the fire was placed a supported pct, griddle or pan, according to requirements. Coal was imported from the states only for manu- facturing purposes. Charcoal for fuel was brought around by peddlers. “In times of drouth we bought drinking water from peddlers, who used to carry {t slung in goat skins on each side of their mules. We could buy four or five gallons for ten cents, and kept it fairly cool in jars of unburned clay. Artificial ice was sold in the city of Santiago de Cuba for seven cents a pound. There is an imperfect sy: tem of waterworks in Santiago. At one time, when the water supply failed, Mr. Michaelson, of Schumann & Co., imported water from Philadelphia in tramp steamers, as well as in the steamers of the Juragua Iron Company. Mr. Michaelson, it will be remembered, established the soup kitchens in Santiago last year. “The difficulties of housekeeping are much increased in that climate by the lack of ice. In the cities, where ice can be purchased by the well-to-do, good beef is seen on the tables. But In the country the beef is tough, because it must necessarily be cooked al ™most directly after the animal is killed. Therefore, poultry is the staple meat; fowls are abundant, “A favorite dish is chicken cut in small Pieces and stewed with rice and tomatoes. Another national dish is rice with fried eggs. Fat for cooking is called ‘manteca.’ Foods are fried in lard, oleomargarine or olive oil. I would not venture to say that there is no butter in the province of Santi- ago. but I never saw any. Though the cat- ile are fine, the cows give little milk. Con- Gensed milk is used. “Rice with tortillas is a staple dish of the Poorer classes. The rice, when boiled, ap- pears with every grain separate and slight- ly hard, though thoroughiy cooked. ‘Tor- Ullas are made of imported cornmeal, and resemble ‘johnny-cake.’ Another dish is red beans and rice — arroz— cooked with bacon—tocinc. The peasantry are also in- ordinately fond of sugar cane, and if they can get enough of it to chew they appar- ently want nothing more. The natives are partial to fritters of bananas, oranges or other fruits, and to the red bananas cut in slices and baked in fat. Tomatoes with red pepper are much used for sauces. A fa- Norile sulad is made of tomatoes and Span- ish onions cut in slices and dressed with ‘inegar, oil, pepper and salt. The onions that are sold here as Spanish onions are not nearly so delicate in flavor as those I ate in Cuba. The aguacate pear {s much used in soups and salads. The bread is good, and, so far as my experience goes, is al. tved fresh, but not hot. A peculiar S the chirimoya, which tastes like ice ave no meal corresponding cup of coffee only is and the men take an akéast, served to the women, appetizer which they call ‘manana.’ The breakfast — ‘almuerzo'—is served at il o'clock, and in well-to-do families consists or six courses—soup, Tice, pastry and fruits and rum; black coffee is cigars or cigarettes. jelly usually appe: fish, meats, and’ French wine Ways served with < heese and guava ar at every meal, a served In the same course. At @ or T ouleng comes the ‘comida,’ corresponding to our dinner, and it differs from breakfast only in being ‘somewhat heavier. Soups, meats lads, vegetables and desserts are served. act. the absence of butter, jellies and pre- ves of various kinds ar : Though I have heard of the untidiness <7 Cuban houses, those daintil: served, though the housekeepers, alas! threw the refuse into the streets for th vultures to devour. Many delicious bever. ages are made from the native fruits. A favorite drink is the milk of the green co- coanut mixed with water. The ants, ‘ormigas,’ are among the trials of Cuban housekeepers. It is most difficalt to keep provisions free from them. The legs of tables and of bedsteads are often set in vessels of oll, or water with oll on top, to prevent their incursions. Lizards scorpions and tarantulas also find theig Way into the houses, and I have seen the great land crabs in Some of the houses of the peons in the country. The bodies of these crabs are about nine inches Jong with legs of ten to eleven inches. A friend of ours, who was engaged in the construction of the Juragua railroad, at a place known as Crab Summit, on account of the enorme ous numbers of these creatures, told. us that when he was encamped near the sum. mit he discovered one morning that some of his garments had disappeared, and found them several yards away from the camp in the possession of crabs, who were scuttling off with them as fast as Possible. But this may be only a ‘crab story.” These crabs are not eatable. +e+—___ To Send Representatives to Jerusa- lem, From the St. Louis Republic. Queen Victoria ard the Queen of Holland have, it is reported from Berlin, accepted the Emperor William's invitation to send representatives to the consecration of the Church of the Redeemer at Jerusalem, at which most of the German Protestant sov- ereigns will be rresent. The band of his majesty’s steam yacht Hohenzollern and the German Sailors’ Choir will play and sing on the occasion. The emperor and em- — will not use the railways in the Holy nd, as the emperor will ride and the em- press will drive. The suite will consist of more than 300 persons, a third of whom will dine at the emperor's table. Their ma- jesties will use their own tents, while those for the suite will be sent by the Sultan from Constantinople. oo ——___ All Must Pay Board. From the Boston Herald. When members of the queen’s family or any wandering German relatives of high degree visit London and occupy apartments in Buckingham _ palace, “by invitation,” they thelr board just like common folks in a first-class hotel. This prevents the sovereign lady from having too much ecmpany and makes things very pleasant for the lace servants. The independ- ence it gives some of the royal guests is not wholly appreciated by them, but as the queen early in her relgn determined on this economical course, her subjects can- -not justly complain of her extravagance. It is a very expensive piece of pleasure being a guest of royalty, and even the queen’s own children must pay their way out of their allowances when not directly under mummer’s roof. ——+o+____ The fecundity of microbes ts prodigious, so much so that.if fifteen drops of water polluted with bacteria are allowed to fall into a cup of broth the RANDOM VERSE. - rs My Girl in Tompkinsville. A SAILOR’S SONG. (Copyright, 1898, derick A. Stokes Company.) When we sights theJersiy Highlands ‘There's a glare up in the sky, Where the blaz'n’, arin’ grity Lights the clouds ‘a-jassin’ by. Then the lads that Itch for liberty They falls to with @ will, TI we drop our anchor easy On the flats off pe hes le. ‘There's a comfort, Tit be bound, In the churnin’, meanin’ soand, Of the thunder ‘of the hawse-pipes As the mud-hook takes the ground. Off the town of Tompkinsville Of an evenin’ Calman’ still Q! ashore there's some on From a house up otrthe bil atehin’ Now some's bound home to see the folks (There's more off on a-lark), And some makes for the cruisin’ grounds ‘That's crowded after dark, Where the plrates and the painted craft ‘They baule up on your lee, $28 ther les up your rhino— ut they don’t get none from me, Come, shift into clean blue, All ye first cutter’s crew, Go aft and ask for liberty : As soon as duty’s through. Here's the port of Tompkinsville, Go ashore and drink your fill, And, O! there's some one waitin’? In the house np on the ill. Some Inds had best stay by the ship (They're headin’ for McGuirk’ They're seekin’ pompa and vanities, The devil and his works. They'll find it easy saflin’, ‘There each Jack can find a Gin, But the Bowery lights don’t tempt me nights, My girl’s in Tompkinsville, When I ves the running boat “A There's a-landin’ at the float, I'm nothing but a Jack ashore, ‘Who goes without a coat. She is queen of Tompkinsvilie, And I know she’s waitin’ stilt “At the gateway of the garden Of the house up on the bill, Come, my bullies, trim your topsafis, And set sail npon your spree; ‘There's no one golng to blame you, lads, And least of all not me. I've fathomed it and faced St, Life! I know it good and ill, But the tempter's ceased to’ tempt me, Now that she’s in Tompkinsville. O, one day we'll leave the ship, And to service giye the slip, But you lads as I'm a-talkin’ to You'll surely get the tip. If you've any thae to Kil, Just stand by Tompkinsville There's going to be a weddt In the house up on the hill. JAMES BARNES. ae In a Sedan. From the London Sketch. She was dressed in an exqhisite gown— ‘The creamiest silk you may buy. Her shoe was so small that it must have come down From Fairydom up in the sky. Her step it was light, though her tresses were white (For the Fashion decided the plan); And she wended her way to a dance or a play In the loveliest little Sedan. I happened to meet her one night in the year— (But why need I mention a date? Suffice it to say that she sat in her With the pride of a Princess in State. And the chairmen who strode through the mob in the road’ : That followed the gay caravan Were calling aloud to the curious crowd, “Make way for my lady’s Sedan!” They stopped at a spot wheré a miniature beau Was waiting her coming with pride; His cort und bix wig were as white as the snow, And he carried his hat by his sid As he handed her ont with a welcome devout My lady abandoned her fan, And, raising her dress like a little Princess She stepped from her; gilkey Sedan. Ab me! lack-a-day! Of days that we it wis oly a dream ay Not recall: For ove is compelled te go on with the stream, While all that I saw Was 4 ball, Where a gay cavalcade4in u mixed masquerade, From Alfred to Mary and Afne, Had made me belleve We were just on the eve Of the days of the dainty Sedan. But out in the street I'could ‘tear from afar ‘The rumble of growléré galére The whirr of the yellow electr While hansoms drew up at the door And “ny lady’ in socksyand;4he shortest of frocks 1 ear, And shoes that were possibly tan, Would tell me with sctip wifen she waked on the morn Bah What she thought of that “KiMly Sedan.’* —_—__ e+ —_____ Two Brothers. - . 1 Perley Poore Sheehan ju, thesCincinnati Tribune. © Jim he went to war, 04 En John he.staid bum; Ea beat the kyarpits fer bis mar, While Jim he beat the drum. Ea Jim he worked gun, b’ gosh, seen the Spaniards ‘die; John helped his mother do the wash, ea’imed her when she'd cry. Now, Jim was in the very thick Of’ battle more’n once, While John he nussed ‘their grandad, sick, For eight leng mortal months. En Jim come home with shoulder straps, When fightin’ all wes dom En ali the gais they sot the ‘To ketch this widder’’s son, Well, Jim he j'ined his Betty fair, But John, he’s still t’ hom A-keerin’ of his mother there— A hero, too, b’ gum! Kentucky Philosophy. You Wi'yam, come ‘ere. sub, dis Instunce. dat you’ got under dat box? : 1 do’ want no foolin’—your hea: me? Wut you say? Ain't nu’h’n” but rocks? ae *Peahs ter me you's owdscious p'ticler. S"posin’ dey’s of a ‘new kine. T'll des take a look ut dem rocks. think dat I's bline? caps wu’ Hi yi! der you I calls dat a plain watermillion, you scamp, en I knows whah it growed; It come fum de Jimmerson cawn-fel’, dah on ter side er de coad. You stole it, you raseal—you stole it! I watched you frum down in de lot. ‘ En time I gits th'ough wid you, nigger, you won't e’en be w grease spot! TM fix you. Mirandy! Mirandy! go cut me a hick’ry—make ‘asel En cut me de toughes’ en keencs’ you c’n fine any- whah on de piace. Vl Varn you, Mr. Wi'yam Joe Vetters, ter steal en ter lie, you young sinner, Disgracin’ yo" ole Christian mummy, en makin’ her leave cookin’ dinner! Now als’t you ‘shamed er yo'se’f, suh? I js, I's ‘shamed you's my soni En de holy accorjan abgel he's ‘shamed er wut you has dot En he's tuck’ it down up yander in coal-black, blood-red letters— “Que Watermlllion stoled by Wi'yum Josephus Vet- ters.” En wut you s'posen Brer Bascom, yo’ tedcher at Sunday school, ’Ud say ef be knowed how you's broke de good Lawd’s gol'n rule? Boy, wheh’s de taisin’ I give you? fuh ter be a black villain? I's s‘prised dat a chile er yo’ mammy ‘ud steal any man’s watermillion. Is you boun’ En I's now gwiner cut it right open, en you shain't have nary bite, Fuh a boy who'll steal watermfilions—en dat in de diy’s broad light— Ain't—Lawdy! it's green! Mirandy! Mirand-y! come on vi’ dat switch! Well, stealin' watermillion! whoever a gr yeered tell er des sich? Cain't tell w'en dey's ripe? W'y, you thump um, en w’en dey go pank dey is green; But w’en dey go punk, now you mine me, dey’s ripe—en dat’s des ‘wut I mean. En nex’ time you hook watermillions—you heered me, you ign’ant, you hunk— Ef you ‘do’ want a ‘lickin’ all over, be sho’ dat dey allers go “‘punk!"’ HARRISON ROBERTSON. coat ta To Admiral Yon Diederichs, From the Baltimore News, Ach, Admiral ¥in Diederichs, I vant to sbeak mit you; Yust listen ter a Jegdie und T'll tolt you vot t6 do; Sail trom a inuts tales thousand majles, = a Dewey_man ¥ill got ya Ach, Admiral ¥on Diederichs, Der kaiser vas a ch, I'm villing to admit’id, bud pee son der beach; . dat son ‘Doan'd led soir a So a Fer dot Dereaaes ‘got you doata oc ae vateh ould! ae pltanoas bak ponegee Yn loalng py Manifa vel Der heat-valves are so hot? ng aun ye shibs "your shit Pardot Dewey man vill PAGES. 23 HER FICKLE LOVER Susan B. Anthony's Narrow Escape From * Matrimony. Romance of a Western Tour—The Saf- fragist’: With European Nobility. Amusing Experience From the New York Tribune. It was during the visit of Susan B. An- thony to the home of her ancestors in the Berkshire Hills that a house party assem- bled in the long, old-fashioned parlor one evening, and listered to the following in- terestirg story. The mountain air was sharp, and a fire had beén kindled in the big brick fireplace, and the logs crackled and flcmed on the gleaming brass andirons. Chairs were arrarged in a_ semi-circle around the cheerful hearth, and seated therein were women of renown, living rep- resentatives of women’s progress in the World of letters and in the lecture field. First and best revered was Susan B. An- thony herself, and, as the conditions and environments were ideal for a story, @ remance of the past contemporary with the surroundings, Aunt Susan was impor- tuned to relate some of her experiences. “Tell us Some of your love stories,” they all cried as one. J “But I never had any worth telling,” she declared. “There wasn’t a bit of romance in any of my ‘affairs.’ I always said, like the old maid, that the man I wanted wouldn't have me, and those that wanted me were so bad that the devil himself wouldn't have them.” But Miss Anthony wasn’t to escape sc easily, and it ended in her relating the following tale: The room was lighted only by the flicker- ing firelight, which shone on Miss An- thony’s face as she talked, silhouette-like against the dark shadows in the back- ground. Then she told how one time when she was traveling throvgh some western state, holding conventions, many years ago, when she was not more than thirty-five years old, she was entertained at the house of a young man who made himself particularly agreeable to her. He had a spanking team of grays, and whenever Miss Anthony had to go to town this young man and his grays were at her disposal. She was an- nounced to speak in a town some miles distant, while there, and when they were all ready to start this devoted young man had arranged it so that Miss Anthony was to ride with him alone in his fine turnout. After they were nicely started he came to the point at once with “Wil you have me?’ “What for?” was Aunt Susan's blunt re- ‘Will you marry me?” the suitor contin- ued. Then he proceeded to tell her of his worldly possessions, his fine house, his Isnds, ete., all of which should be at her command, if she would only take him along with them. He promised Aunt Susan that he would never stend in the way of her chosen werk, but that, on the contrary, he would help her in any way in his power to further the suffrage movement. He pointed out to her, with all the persuasive art which man so weil knows how to use, that her life was a hard one, knocking about from pillar to post, and that it would be much easier with nim to help and com- fort her. Miss Anthony listened, as women have since the first woman was tempted by the serpent, and she soncinded that her life was rather a hard and lonely one, »nd that it Would be mighty nice to have a tine home to go to when tired and weary with her oft-times thankless labors, But she felt that she could not decide so momerious a question with so little time for serious econ- sideration, and so she told the amorous suitor. She was to be gone a week at the convention, and she asked him to wait for her answer until her return, which he agreed to do. Miss Anthony did not say what her de- cision had been, but imagine her surpriso and discust to learn upon her retura that the faithless swain had in the meantime married another woman, and was even then enjoying a wedding trip with her. Yes, he did not wait for the week's proba- tion, and the second bride, more wise than Miss Anthony had been, did not wait for his ardor to cool, but accepted him on the spot, and married him at once. Miss An- thony has often wondered since what her life would have been if she had Gone like- wise. The next story was told by Mrs Rachel Foster Avery. She chose as her subject Miss Anthony's trip abroad. This was some fifteen years ago, and Mrs. Avery, then Miss Foster of Philadelphia, accompanied Miss Anthony to be her “ears and tcngue,” as Mrs. Avery expressed it, for Miss An- thony could speak only her’ native tongue, and, like many other Ameri she did not see why the rest of the world did not speak her own language. Miss Antheny’s intense Americanism was also manifested in her use, or, more correctly speaking, her misuse, of foreign titles. During her trav- els she met peers and princes of the high- est degree, but she was never for the life of her able to call them by their correct titles. And, to make matters worse, she in- varlably gave them a title of lower degree than their rank demanded. For in: a countess she would address as “ a prince or princess as “count” or “count- ess,” a duke as “count,” and so on through the list. Then she never called them twice by the same title, mixing things up in the most bewildering manner, and usually end- ing by calling them Mr. and Mrs. Miss Foster usually gave Aunt Susan lessons on the use of titles before each of their visits, but it made no difference; before she left the result was always the same. ——~+e+_ FREAKS OF FORTUNE. Good and Hard Luck Stories From the Alaska Diggings. From the San Francisco Examiner, When Frank Phiscator, who came out of the Klondike country with about $140,000, first went there, not many months ago, he staked a claim on El Dorado creek. At that time El Dorado creek was unstaked and he was the first to try its merits or demerits. From the first he struck gold averaging from 50 cents to $2.50 a pan. For six days ke had it all to himself. Min- ers would pass him and they would say, “How much are you making?” and he would reply, truthfully enough. “Oh, from 50 cents to $2.50 a pan.” Then they would scoff at him and would say, “If you want to stake a moose pasture, you chieaco (which. is Klondike for tenderfoot), this is all right, but if you want gold, you would better go where there is some.” Thus it was that the El Dorado diggings which have panned out so bountifully were opened with a scoff and a sneer from those who “passed by on the other side.” As for Mr. Phiscator, he stayed with his claim and grew wealthy. For instance, he took $110,000 (royalties included) from claim No. 2 on El Dorado, and $40,000 from claim No. 13 below Bonanza. Another instance of striking it rich is that of D. B. Davidson. He heard some- body say that he had seen some signs of gold in dragging wood downhill on French Gulch, by El Dorado creek. Hundreds knew of this statement, but refused to try their luck in French Gulch. Mr. Davidson concluded to see what he could do on the indicated spot, so he staked out a claim last March, and in a short time he had taken out $20,000 and sold the claim for $25,000. He secured $25,000 from a claim that many another man had refused to have anything to do with. But, to show how utter a iot- tery is Klondike gold mining, it should be said that after Mr. Davidson was success- ful hundreds of claims were staked out on French Gulch, and only eight or ten of the hundreds have paid. The boys who make their money easy blow it in with equal facility, An illustra- ” & j f He pee Feet a ae his acquaintances took advantage of the oceasion to sel: to him for $8® a claim which they considered worthiess. The next morning, while his head was still with him, he tried to get them to retract the contract, but they would not. So, for lack of something better to do, he worked the claim. To sum it all up briefly, he struck it rich, and before the gold seekers row in town left the Klondike he had been offered and refused $750,000 for the claim for which he paid $800. And it is a solemn thought that he never would have secured this bo- nanza if he had not waiked in the broad and easy way which leaves one’s head un- duly large on the next morning. Another king of luck was that of the “Lucky Kid,” who may have another name, but it has been forgotten. In the first place, he staked out a ciaim on El Dorado, grew weary of working it very soon and sold it for $100, It since has yielded to its owner more scores or hun- reds of thousands of dollars than a per- son with regard for his reputation for ve- racity would like to mention. Then the “Lucky Kid" went to Bear creek, staked a claim there and sold it for $6.50. This sounds like a pretty fair price, but when it is considered that the claim now is val- ued at a large fraction of a million dollars, it will be seen than the Kid's own peculiar kind of luck still was clinging to him. It is confidently believed along the Klondike that a very good way to acquire weaith would be to follow along the Kid's trail and pick up his leavings at his own price. DOOLEY, THE ANGLO-SAXON, The Chicago Philosopher's Views of the Racial Questio: From the Chicago Journal. “Well,” said Mr. Deoley, “I see be th’ pa-apers that th’ snow-white pigeon iv peace have tied up th’ dogs iv war. It’s ail over now. All we've got to do is to arrest th’ pathrites an’ make th’ reconcenthradios pay th’ stamp tax an’ be r-ready f'r to take a punch at Garmany or France or Rooshia or anny counthry on th’ face iv th’ globe. “An’ I'm glad iv it. This war, Hinnissy, has been a gr-reat sthrain on me. To think iv th’ suff'rin’ I've endured! F'r weeks I lay awake at nights fearin’ that th’ Span- ish ar-rmadillo’d lave th’ Cape Verde Isl- ands, where it wasn’t, an’ take th’ thrain oui here an’ hur-rl death an’ desthruction into me little store. y be day th’ pitiless exthries Come out an’ beat down on me. Ye hear iv Teddy Rosenfelt plungin’ into ambus-cades an’ sicrety iv wars, but dye hear tv Martin Dooley, th’ man behind th’ guns, four thousan’ miles behind thim, en willin’ to be further? They ar're no bo- Kays fr me. I’m what Hogan calls wan iv th” mute, ingloryous heroes iv th’ war; an’ not so dam muie, ayther. Some day, Ho- gan, justice'll be done me, an’ th’ likes iv me, an’ whin th’ story iv a gr-reat battle is written they'll print th’ kilt, th” wound- ed, th’ missin” an’ the seryousiy disturbed. An’ thim that have bore thimsiives weil an’ bravely an’ paid th’ taxes an’ faced th’ deadly newspa-apers without flinchin’ 'll be advanced six pints an’ given a chanst to tur-rn jack f’r th’ game. “But me wurruk ain't over jus’ because Mack has inded th’ war an’ Teddy Rosen- feit is comin’ home to bite th’ sicrty iv war. You an’ me, Hinnissy, has got to bring on this here Anglo-Saxon ‘lieance. An Anglo- Saxon, Hinnissy, is a Garman that’s forgot who was his parents, They're a lot iv thim in this counthry. They must be as manny as two in Boston; they’se wan up in Maine, an’ another lives at Boggs Ferry in New York state, an’ dhrives a milk wagon. Mack is an Anglo-Saxon. His folks come frm th’ County Armagh, an’ their naytion- al Anglo-Saxon hymn is ‘O’Donneli Aboo. Teddy Rosenfelt is another Anglo-Saxon. An’ im an Anglo-Saxon. I'm wan iv th’ hovtest Anglo-Saxons that iver come out iv Angio-Saxony. ‘Th’ name iv Dooiey has been th’ proudest Anglo-Saxon name in th County Koscommon fr manny years. “Schwartzmeister is an Anglo-Saxon, but he doesn’t -know it an’ won't till some wan tells him. Pether Bowbeen down be th’ Frinch church is formin’ th’ Circle Fran- caize Anglo-Saxon Absinthe Club, an’ me ol’ frind Domingo that used to bors th’ Ar-rchey r-road wagon whin Callaghan had th’ sthreet conthract wil! march at th’ head iv th’ Dago Anglo-Saxons whin th’ lime comes. There ar-re iwinty thousan’ Rooshian Jews at a quarther a vote in th’ sivinth ward, an’ ar-rmed with rag hooks they'd be a tur-r-ble thing fr anny inimy iv th’ Anglo-Saxon ‘lieance te face. Th’ Bohemians an’ Pole Anglo-Saxons may be a little slow in wakin’ up to what th’ pa-pers calls our common hurtage, but ye may be sure they'll be all r-right whin "re called on. We've got together an Jaxon "lieance in this wa-ard, an’ we're goin’ to ilict Sarsfield O’Brien prisi- dint, Hugh O'Nei vice prisidint, Robert Immitt Clancy sicrety, an’ Wolfe Tone Malone three-asurer. O'Brien’ll be a good wan to have. He was in the Fenian r-raid an’ his father carrid a pike in forty- eight. An’ he’s in th’ Clan. Besides, he has a shtrong puil with th’ Ancient Ordher iv Anglo-Saxon Hibernyans. “I tell ye, whin th’ Clan an’ th’ Sons iv Sweden an’ th’ Banana Club an’ th’ Circle Francaize an’ th’ Pollacky Benivolent So- ciety an’ th’ Rooshian Sons of Dinnymote an’ th’ Benny Brith an’ th’ Coffee Clutch that Schwartzmeister r-runs, an’ th’ Tur- rnd’ye-mind an’ th’ Holland Society an’ th’ Afro-Americans an’ th’ other Anglo-Sax- ors begin f'r to raise their Anglo-Saxon battle cry it'll be all day with th’ eight or nine people in th’ wurruld that has th’ misfortune iv not bein’ brought up Anglo- Saxons.” “They’se goin’ to be a debate on th’ "Iie- ence at th’ ninety-eight picnic at Ogden’ gr-rove,” said Mr. Hennessy. “P'raps,” said Mr. Dooley, sweetly, “ye might’ like to borry th’ loan iv an ice- pick.” ———- e+ ____ FAMOUS WAR STEEDS. Favorite Chargers That Bore Grant, Lee and Sheridan. From the Pittsburg Press. The most celebrated battle steeds of the civil war wre Cincinnati, Traveler and Winchester, the favorite chargers of Grant, Lee and Sheridan, When the hero of Vicks- burg visited Cincinnati a few months after the close of the brilliant campaign, he was. requ2sted to visit a dying man, who was exceedingly desirous of sceing him. When they met the invalid said: “Gen. Grant, I wish to give you a noble horse, who has no superior on the continent, as a testimony of my admiration for your charactsr and Past services to our country. There is a condition attached to the gift—that you will always treat him kindly.” Grant ac- cepted the magnificent bay, of course, faithfully keeping his promise, and named him Cincinnati. He was a son of Lexing- ton, with a single exc2ption the fastest four-mile thoroughbred that ever ran on an American course. The general was of- fered $10,000 for the horse, as he had a record of speed almost 2qual to that of his famous half brother, Kentucky. Cincin- nati was a superb and spirited steed of great endurance, Grant riding him almost ccnstantly from end to end of our long lines. Th3 noble horse was retired soon after the close of the war, enjoying “an old age of dignified leisure,” on a Maryland estate, where his master frequently saw him, and where he dizd and received honor- able burial in September, 1874. ——_——~-+-______ The Underground Trolley’s Success. From the Hartford Courant. . It is good news, and prophetic that comes from New York. The fermal announcement is made that the increase of $15,000,000 in Company is in order to equip the lines of that great concern with electrical appara- tus. This means the end of the abominable cable cars, and, let us hope, the end, too, of the cable-car style of courtesy that the public have endured as long as patience permits. The passenger, male or female, crossing will become famous in a day by announeing the fact. The rule has been to slide by and make the public jump for the car or run after it. Such a thing as re- garding the wishes of the traveling people hes not been ——. to interfere with the progress of the vehicles. It is a gain to have that done away with, no matter what takes its place. It is also a gain to rid of the daily risk of the runaway all SANTIAGO ECHOES Some Pecular Pranks of the Mause& Bullets. BRAVE WOUNDED SOLDIERS Remarkable Cases Brought Home on the Olivette. RESULTS OF A BOLD CHARGR From the Argonaat. As new shiploads of wounded soldiers from Cuba arrive at the eastern hospitals and we learn from their narratives fresh details of the fighting before Santiago our pride in the heroism of our boys and our admiration at their achievements continud to increase, for when the difficulties of that campaign are realized, the fact that our troops were not annihilated in cutting their way through the dense maze of hilly under- growth, with invisible sharpshooters and masked batteries firing upon them from overhead and from every side, and that they never faltered under any storm of shot and shell, but still pressed forward until they broke into a fierce charge against more than twice their number and leaped down upon the heads of the Spanish troo; as they drove them from the trenches, it seems fully as marvelous as that our navy Sank two Spanish squadrons with the loss of scarcely a man. So certain had the Spaniards been of victory that they had brought out their women to ¢ tain thent with the defeat of the Americ expect- ing them to fly, like Cubans, after the first volley. What mortified the Spaniards, said a Spanish prisoner, was that no matter how many Americans were killed, the rest did not know they were defeated, but keph coming ahead. Brave W led. One striking peculiarity of the invalid sol- diers which distinguishes them from the hospital patients in general is that, no mat- ter how painfully wounded, they never com- plain, and, though many of them cannot re- cover for months, they speak eagerly of returning to duty in a little while. After what these men have endured without mur- muring, they would scorn to complain now. A great number of those wounded in the two days’ fighting at the Spanish intrench- ments had to drag themscives eight miles to the hospital at Siboney because all the ambulances and army wagons were being used to transport the most desperate cases. Part of the road was quagmire and the rest rough and herd, and the whole distance was beset with lurking sharpshooters. All agree that the sickening heat and torturing thirst were harder to endure than the suf- fering from their wounds. Of the two hun- dred and seventy-four wounded brought to New York by the steamer Olivette some Qave received as many as eight wounds, which in the time of the civil war would have — fatal. One reason that so many fives have been preserved is that the soldiers were suplied with emergency pack- ages containing antiseptic bandages, which they or some comrade applied promptly to the wounds when received. Assistant Sur- geon H. L. Brown, in attendance upon the Olivette patients, thus describes some of the canes: Strange Courses of Bullets. “Gunshot and shell wourlds make up our surgical cases. We have not handled a bayonet or machete wound. 1n no case aid we find any evidence that explosive or ex~ panding bullets had been used by the Span- jards. Most of the wounds were clean-cut, and the bullets, when removed, were not deformed. Although we found nothing to complain of in this Hne, we found some- thing which we regarded as much worse— bullets cased in brass. “The worst wound to be found upon the ship is borne by Norman Orme of Company E, Ist Volunteer Cavalry (the Rough Rid- ers). Orme was fighting Indian fashton— lying upon his stomach and shooting when he saw a chance—when be was struck by a Mauser bullet. He was aiming his rifle at the time and his left arm was bent. The Spanish bullet struck Orme in the left arm, just above the elbow, and pierced it. Pass. ing out, it entered the upper arm, produc- ing a compound comminuted fracture of the bone of the upper arm. The bullet passed out of the arm and entered Orme’s body just below the left armpit. Thence it ranged downward, passing through his lung. At the-opposite side of the body the bullet was checked by a rib. It had fore enough to smash this rib, but it could g no further, and remained in the man body. In this case six wounds were inflict- ed by one bullet, and the extraordinary part of the thing is that Orme has a very good chance for recovery. The bullet, in passing through the arm, missed the im- portant arteries and nerves by the thick- ness of a sheet of paper. It must have Passed the man’s heart between beats—be- tween diastole and systole, surgeons say— and so escaped injuring that organ. Through Most Everything. “The next curious case is that of Captain Thomas T. Knox of the Rough Riders. The Mauser bullet which struck Captain Knox hit him to the right of the spine, perforat- ing the big muscles of the back. Thence the bullet passed through the right kidney, liver and right lung, ranging upward. After passing through these soft structures the ball, for some unaccountable reason, turn- ed sideways and continued its path. For- tunately but very little tissue remained in front of it, and the bullet passed out of the body. From the point of entrance to the place at which it cleared the lung the cali- ber of the path of the bullet was that of a lead pencil. When it turned, however, it tore out a hole into which you could put your fist. The curious part of the case this: Had the bullet turned before, inst of after, it passed through the organ would have destroyed them and c: sed ceath. As it was, Captain Knox was soon out of danger, and is now making an un- eventful recover: “There follows the case of G. H. Dor- wood of Company E,lith Infantry. Dor- wood was stooping down and looking for a Spaniard to shoot at. The Spaniard saw Dorwood first. The bullet which he fired struck Dorwood on the collar bone, and made a hole as big as an orange. ‘After that it seems to have settled down, and the rest of its track was the normal size for a builet hole. Dorwood was knocked head over heels by the shock, and was picked up apparently dead. When he was examined it was found that he had a big hole at the top of his chest and a small hole between his shoulderblades. The bullet had passed clean through him. How that bullet man- to miss his windp! 5 fe upper part of his lungs is a mystery. It , however, and Dorwood is almost ready for duty again. Through His Brain. “Joseph Billy, Company G, 16th Infantry, was in the fighting line, when a Mauser bullet came along and struck him just over the left eyebrow. It ranged downward through his brain and came out at the back of his neck, just where he would have worn his collar button if he had owned one. The only thing the matter with Billy is that he has lost the sight of his left eye. When the bullet entered his head it clipped the optic nerve and rendered him sightless.