Evening Star Newspaper, August 27, 1898, Page 16

16 THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, AUGUST 27, 1898-24 PAGES. MONEY-CHANGERS| BY W. W. JACOzS. « by Author.) Wrnten for The Evenirg 5 } “"Tain't no use waiting longer,” said | Harry Pilchard over the side of the | brig to’ H ‘E's either waiting for the money, ‘e's a spend- ing of it. Wix hore?” mutes, Harry,” asively, “it ‘ud im if "e come aboard sald anoth’ uncommon "a and then ‘ad to go an’ get another ship's crew to ‘elp ‘im celebraie it. Ard on us, too,” sald the cook, hon- estl: “There he is.” other glanced up at a figure waving stairs. ‘““E wants the | moving aft. n't, Stev "E's waving you not to. ieiff."” tale,” said the seaman, ‘Chap cemes in for a bit 0’ money piped the boy. He's coming in and waste it directly. There's ; clean chucked away. | ust leok at him!" ot the money ail right,” said the about that. Why.4 rf as large again as e did this | | ® crew bent over the side as the ski ched, and the fare who had been Jeaning back in the stern with a severely | important air rose slowly and felt in his | trousers’ pocket. “There's sixpence for you, my lad,” he said pously. “Never mind about the | change.” “All right, old slack-breeches,” said the waterman with effusive good-fellowship, “up you get.” Thre pairs of hands assisted the offend- | {ed him down the forecastle. | said Steve | a hand to litt wot you ere Sam. : demanded Mr. Dodds care of it for me. "yer mean w ho S a Harry hastily, “that sich a gene nature that ‘ad a glass or two you're just not to give it away to some- mean,” you've got you've i know what I’m about,” said Mr. Dodds with conviction “I’m not goin’ to get on . I've got this about me. I'm just goin’ round to the ‘Bull's Head,’ but T shan't drink anything to speak of myself. y th es to come to ‘ave some- y expens me. flaitering murmur, which was music to Mr. Dodds’ ears, arose from his shipmates they went on deck and hauled the boat ongside. The boy was first in her, and, pulling out his pocket handkerchief, osten- y wiped a seat down for Mr. Dodds. Inderstand,” said that gentleman, with whom the affair of the half-sovereign still rankled, “your drink is shandy-gaff. < : : : . ° They returned to the brig at 11 o'clock, Mr. Dodds slumbering peacefully in the stern of the boat, propped up on either side by Steve and the boy. His sleep was so profound that he declined to be aroused and was hoisted over the side with in- finite ¢'fficulty and no little risk by his shipma es. “Look at 'im,” said Harry as they lower- What ‘ud ha’ become of ‘im if we hadn't been with ‘Im. Where would "is money ha’ been?” “Hell lose it as sure as heggs is heggs,” garding him intently. “Bear ‘im in his bunk, Harry.” Harry complied, their task being render- ed somewh ficult by a slight return of consciousness in Mr. Dodds’ lower limbs, which, spreading themselves out fanwise, | defied all attempts to pack them in the bunk. “Let ‘em hang out then,” said Harry, vagely, wiping a little mud from his face. ancy that coming in for a fortin.”” *E won't ‘ave it long,” said the cook, shaking his head. ‘Wot ‘e wants is a shock,” said Harry. “Ow'd it be when 'e wakes up to tell ‘im he’s Jost ail ‘is money?” ‘Wot's the good o” telling im?” demand- “If AIN'T A SIXPENCE,” SAID THE BOY, “IT’S “ARF A SUVRIN’.” ed fare on rd, and the boy hovering cook, “when ’e’s got it in his round him slapped his legs vigorously. “Wot are you up to?” demanded Mr. let's take it out,” said Pilchard. Samuel Dodds, A. B., turning on him. Til hide it under my piller, and let ‘im “On’y dusting you down, Sam,” said the humbly You got Sammy Mr. De be pocket Right as ninepence,” | “Yve been with m noon, pretty ‘Ow much is it, | chard, « On ndred and seventy-three pun mteen shillings and ten pence,” said the ng with much pleasure the ef- said Pilchard, in . with a happy laugh, obliged - Ji come down the foc’sle ve got a bundle o’ cigars something short in my et's ‘ave a look at money, Sam, said Pilchard, w | “ah Ts e. | Mr. De producing | a small pocket, dusted; the table \ id spread out | a roll of bankno’ e pile of gold er it was an impre sight an-t the cook breathed so hard that one note | fluttered off the table. Three men dived to | while m, alive for the first responsibilities of wealth, anx- | hed the remainder of his capita something for my lad.” he or as the note was rep d over a small coin and regarded erant good humor the extravagant you to aid, restored to buy “Up You Go.” tation of joy on the part of the ich folowed. He capered joyously | ute or two, and then taking it to! steps where the light was t eestatically ** inquired the wonder- You do chuck your money sixpence,” said Sam laughing. “I i been a shillin’ it ‘ud ha’ expect turned his bi “It ain't a sixpence,” said the boy indig- nantly “It's ‘arf a suvrin.” "Arf @ wot?” exclaimed Mr. Dodds with & sudden change of manner. ‘Arf a suvrin’,” repeated the- boy with nervous rapidity, “and thank you very much, Sam, for your generosity. If every- body was like you we should all be the bet- ter for it. The world "ud be a different Place to live in,” concluded the youthful philosopher. Mr. Dodds’ face under these fulsome praises was a study in conflicting emotions. Well, don’t waste it,” he said at length, and hastily gathering up the remainder. stowed it in the bag. “Wot are you going to do with it all, Sam?" inquired Harry, “T ain't made up my mind yet,” said Mr. Dodds deliberately. “I ‘ave thought of *ouse property.” “I don't mean that,” said the other. “I ™mean wot are you going to do with it now to take care of it?” ‘ “Why, keep it in my pocket," said Sam, staring. “Weil, {f I was you,”.sald Harry impress- ively, “I should ‘ask the skipper to take think he’s ‘ad his pocket picked.” I won't ‘ave nothing to do with it,” said ve, peremptorily. “I don’t believe in ich games. Wot do you Harry. “1 don’t see no ‘arm in it,” said the cook slowly, “the fright might do ‘im good, think, cook?” inquired it might be the saving of ‘im,” said Harry. He leaned over the sleeping sea- man, and gently inserting his fingers in his breast pocket, drew out the canvas bag. “There it is, chaps,” he said gayly, “an’ Vl give ‘im sich a fright in the morning as he won't forget in a ‘urry.” He retired io his bunk and, placing the bag under his pillow, was scon fast asleep. The other men followed his example, and Steve extinguishing the lamp, the ‘fore- castle surrendered itseif to sleep. At 5 o'clock they were awakened by th> veice of Mr. Dodds. it was a broken, dis- connecie! sort of voice at first, like to that of a man talking in his*slcep, but as Mr. Dodds" head cieared his ideas cleared with it, and in strong, forcible languag> straight fiom the heart he consigned the eyes and limbs of some person or persoas unknown to every variety of torment, after which, in a voice broken with emotion, he ad- drssed himself in terms of heartbreaking sympathy. “Shut up, Sam Voice. said Harry, in a sleepy “Why, can't you go to sleep?” be d—d,” said Mr. Dodds, - “I’ve lorst all my money.” You're dreamin’,” said Harry, lightly; “pinch yourself.” Mr. Dodds, who had a little breath left and a few words still comparatively fresh, bestowed therm upon him. tear- “I tell you you haven't lorst {t,” said Harry. “Don’t you remember giving it to that red-'aired woman with a baby?” “Wot?” said the astounded Mr. Dodds. “You give it to ‘er an’ told ‘er to buy the baby a bun with it,” continued the vera- cious Mr. Pilchard. “Told ‘er to buy the baby a bun with it,” repeatzd Mr. Dodds, in a dazed voice; “told ‘er to— Wot did you let me do it for? Wot was all you chaps standin’ by an’ doin’ to let me go an’ do it for?” “We did arsk you not to,” said Steve, jo’ning in the cenversation. Mr. Dodds, finding language utterly use- less to express his burning thoughts, sat cown and madly smashed at the tabl2 with his fists. “Wot was you adoin’ to let me do it?” he gemanded at length of the boy. “You ungrateful little toad. You can givs me that ‘arf suvrin’ back, d’ye hear?” “I can't,” said the boy. “I followed your example and give it to the red-‘aired wo- man io buy the baby another bun with.” There was a buzzing noise in Mr. Dodds’ bead, and the bunks and their grinning oc- cupants went round d round. "Ere, ‘old up, Sam,” said Pilchard, shak- ing him in alarm. “it’s all right; don’t be a fool. I've got the money.” Sam stared at him biankly, “I've got the money,” repeated the sea- man. . Mr. Dodds’ color came back. “How'd you get it?” h2 inquired. “I took it out of your pocket last night just to give you a@ lesson,” said Harry, severely. “Don’t you never be so silly agin, Sam.” “Gimme my money,” Dodds, glaring at him. “You might ha’ lorst it, you see, Sam, continued his benefactor. “If I could take it anybody else could. Let this be a les- son to you.” “If you don’t gimme my mcney—” began Sam, violently. It's no good trying to do ’im a kind- ness,” said Harry to the others, as he turn- ed to his bunk. “He can go an’ lose it for all I care.” He put his hand in his bunk, and then, with a sudden exclamation, searched som3- what hastily amongst the bedding. Mr. Dodds, watchirg him with a scowl, saw him take every article separately out of his bunk and then sink down appalled on the le - You've took it, Sam—ain't—you?" he gasped. “Look ere,” said Mr. Dodds with ominous quietn2ss, “when you've done your ilttle gone,” said Harry in a scared voice; ‘somebody's taken it." “Look ‘sre, ’Arry, give "im his money, said Steve, impatiently. “A joke’s a jokey but we don't want too much of it." T ain't got it,” said Harry, “Sur? as I stand ‘ere it’s gone. ut of your pocket and put it under ler. You saw “Yes, and I said Mr. and teach lessons to people wot don’t want bees I'm going to the police station to give ‘tm in charg>,” said Mr. Dodds, fiercely. “That's wot I'm goin’ to do.” “For the Lord’s sake, don’t do that, ‘Arry ain't made away with it, Sam, said Steve. “I saw somebody take it out of his bunk while he was asleep.” “Why didn’t you stop him?” cried Harry, starting up. “I didn’t lke to interfere," said Steve, ply; “but I saw whsre he went to.” ‘Where?’ demanded Mr. Dodds, wildly. “Where?” - “He went straight up on deck,” said Steve, slowly, “walked aft, and then down into the cabin. The skipper woke up, and I heard ‘im say something to him.”” “Say somathing to ‘im?’ repeated the be- wildered Dodds. “Wot was it?” “Well, I ‘ardly like to repeat it,” said Steve, hesitating. “Wot was it?” roared the overwrought Mr. Dodd “Well, I 'eard this chap say something,” said Steve, slowly, “‘and then I heard the skipper’s volce. But I don’t Uke to repeat wot 'e said. I reely don’ “Wot was it?’ roared Mr. Dodds, proaching him with clenched fists. “Well, if you will have it,” said Steve, with @ Util cough, “the old man said to me: ‘Well done, Steve,’ he ses; ‘you're the only sensible man of the whole b’iling lot. Sam's a fool,’ ’e ses, ‘and ’Arry's worse, an’ if it wasn’t for men like you, Stevs, life wouldn’t be worth living. ART AND ARTISTS. Mr. W. H. Machen has been staying in the city this summer, and has succeeded in deing a considerable amount of work. He has been spending scme time lately on a forest scene, which, although still unfin- ished, shows much earnest work. A swift- ly flowing brook is seen tumbling down over its rocky bed, while a mammoth oak rises from the water’s edge and throws its shade across the stream. In the back- ground is a thickly wooded forest. Dogs and wild game are favorite studies for Mr. chen, and he has done a couple of inter- esting things in this direction this summer, one of two English setters and another of an Irish and Gordon setter. Among other things, Mr. Machen has put in some time on a pasture scene, showing a couple of cows standing in a pond, while not the jeast of his summer's work is a study made at Great Falis, in which he has caught the peculiar bluish tints of the huge granite Tocks and the turbulent water effects re- muarkably well. He has made a number of other studies of the Great Falls previously, and intends to work vp a large picture trom them eventually. * * * Mr. Hobart Nichols is planning a short sketching trip ur the canal toward Cum- berland within a week or more. He has pot done as much with the brush this sum- mer as usual, and this will be his first out- ing for that purpese since some little time. * * * The treasures of the art gallery at the Ccrgressional Library are gradually being scientifically arranged in chronological or- der, thus rendering the print collection not only more satisfactory to the connoisseur, but in no slight degree instructive and in- teresting to sightseers in general.’ From an educational point of view one may Scarcely overestimate the value of the «x- libit of engravings and etchings of ihe Dutch school, as it illustrates the work of nearly all the foremost artists in black and white of the go!den age of Dutch art. Be- ginning with Cornelius Cort, whose style, however, belonged more to the Italian then to the Dutch school, we find the works of Sadeler, of Saendredam, spe- cimens by Hendrick Goltzius in the ‘styles of Durer, Lucas van Leyden and others, and an excellent txample of Bloemart. Then there are four etchings by Waterloo, a master in his chosen field of landscape, and unexcelled in iis treatment of follage: several, also, by Karel du Jardin, the mcst satisfactory being “The Two Oxen,” and an exquisite tiny landscape; and in the same case with these last are two engrav- ings by Visscher; one after Ostade, and his fine original subject, “The Rat Catcher,” which has been made familiar through re- production. But the real center of inter- est is naturally in the Rembrandt etchings, which are finely representative in quality as well as in number. Here are to be se2n the “Ecce Homo,” most important of all the etchings in size and elaborateness, yet exquisite in finish withal; the celebrated “Gold Weigher,” which is a portrait of Uyttenbogaert, receiver of Holland: the portrait of Coppenol, the face expressing much character in its delicate lines, and that of Ansloo, noted for its careful draw- ing and striking effect of light. An early Gate is shown of the smail “Raising of Lazarus” among a number of biblical sub- jects, mostly small and sketchy, but effec- tive in the handling of light and shade. ‘The collection is also to come extent illustrative of the artist's own life, including pletures the mill, where the now exploded tradi- m placed the scene of his birth; of his mother; and two of the thirty odd por- traits of himself. Of these the Rembrandt With the scarf about his neck is evidenily the Rembrandt of young manhood, who ap- pears, gay and smiling, in an infinite var- riety of poses. This etching is very brotd in treatment, contrasting strongly with the Celicacy of the “Rembrandt Drawing,” which ts superb in color and fineness, and represents the artist an older man, sad- Gened by the recent death of Saskia, his beloved wife, and in plainest garb, delight- ing no longer in rich and gorgeous co: temes. Through all the collection one is struck by the rich and velvety texture and Wonderful chiaroscuro which makes Rem- brandt the prince of etchers. * si ap- * Miss Aline E. Solomons is spending the summer at Keene valley, in the mountains of New York, and expects to remain away from the city until some time next month. * * x Mr. Emil H. Meyer has been obliged to discontinue work on the portrait of Prof. Charles E, Munroe which he is painting for the Columbian University for the present owing to Prof. Munroe’s absence from Washington. Mr. Meyer has already made an excellent start on the work, however, and although much remains to be done one can get a fair idea of what the portrait will be from its present stage of comple- tion. The canvas is a life-size, three-quar- ters length portrait of Prof. Munroe, show- ing him standing. erect, with the gown of a doctor of philosophy falling from his shoul- ders, and promises to be a work of much merit. Among the outdoor sketcnes which have occupied the time of Mr. Meyer some- what is a taking little water color of a woodland scene on the Klingle road. The sunniness and the harmony of color in the work make it very attractive, > Do Not Read in the Cars. From an Exchenge. A London publisher, whose eyesight has become so impaired that he finds himself able to do scarcely any reading, warns readers against working their eyes when traveling In the cars. He says: “For many years past I have been in the habit of reading and writing for some hours in the train, almost daily, and my present trouble is undoubtedly traceable to this cause.” Oculists are now unanimous in the statement that after a certain time, which varies in different individuals, read- ing in the cars fs a positive danger to eye- sight. The page is in constant vibration, and the, eyes are strained in trying to fol- low automatically the rapid movements. ‘Too much light is almost as bad as too lit- tle. Reading by a powerful electric light invariably brings on eye troubles. People would make their eyes remain serviceable much longer if the instant the printed let- ter becomes blurry or the reading matter gets out of focus they would seck the best professional skill and prepare to use glasses. This may be at any age between eighteen and forty. One should never read in a@ reclining position, as th® action of the eyes is In a measure reversed and the work Pataca eye becomes greater than on the other, ‘Tried It om the Wrong Man. From Tit-Bits. : First swell (pretending to mistake for a waiter a rival whom he sees standing in dress clothes at the cloakroom of the the- ater)—‘Ah! have you a program?” Second swell to-snuff)—“Thanks, man I go;! One ftom ‘the other fellows! ae LESSONS OF THE WAR Officers of theiU, & S. Brooklyn Tell What Théy Learned. THE FIGHTS IN. CUBAN WATERS Efficacy of Rapid-Fire Guns and Advantage of Cruiser's Speed. GALLANT WORK OF JACKIES (Copyright, 1898, by the 8. S. McClure Co.) Correspondence of The Evening Star. NEW YORK, August 23, 1898. “You can almcst réad the lesson learned by the Brooklyn during this war in the stars,” said Admiral Schley, with twinkling ayes. He waved one hand suggestively toward the American ensign flaunting from the taffrail staff of the famous armored cruiser as he spoke. “As for the share of the crew and this ship in the victory of the Santiago fight, only one-thing can be said— they did their duty as Americans and Amcrican ships always have and always will, In all my experience I have never be- fore witnessed such satally accurate and deadly shooting as was done by our fleat as it closed in on Ceryera’s squadron during the battle of July 3. But all this is an old story. That we happened to be in the thick of the fight was a piece of good luck for which we are dll thankful. The sped of the Brooklyn had something to do with it? Of course; and you can give the praise for that to those who designed her and the faithful crew below in the engine and fira rooms. They worked as never men worked before. You wish me to give your readers an idea of the fliciency of the armored cruiser class of warships as proved by the Brooklyn's experience?” The rear admiral smiled and glanced to- ward a number of navy yard officials just boarding the ship, adding in his character- istic genial manner: “i am afraid I must re- far you to Mr. Hodgson, the navigator. He will doubtiess give you the information you desire.” Lieutenant Hodgson is the cruiser’s navi- gating officer. Admiral Schley said of him in his report of the Santiago battle: “The navigator, Lieut. A. C. Hodgson, was most steady and conspicuous in every detail of duty, contributing to the accurate firing of this ship (Brooklyn) in her part of the great victory.” He seemed to think that his tes- timony could not be of much interest, but he finally consented to taik briefly. Armor Effective Against Shells. “The lesson learned by the Brooklyn,” he began, “is the same as that learned by every ship in the fleet. We probably can give better testimony from the fact that we ywere struck by the enemy's projectiles @ greater number of times than any other vessel, but really the only additional knowl- edge acquired is that Spanish shelis of the caliber fired by Gervera’s ships are useless against the threé to é¢ight-inch armor car- ried by the Brookiyn.’‘The marks and scars show that we were reached about twenty- five times, but, ‘as ‘You see, we are still afloat. sla “The recent wa? préved conclusively that vessels of the Brooklyn type find ample protection in thé’ protective deck, which is three inches on the ffat and six inches on the slope, in the thréé-inch belt and in the eight inches guardingthe barbette turrets. It is evident thit the constructors were happy in their sélectién of the armor. The injury reported t¢ have been sustained dur- ing the Santiago fight when one of the com- partments was flooded below the waterline was due to a Water’ vaive being opened through some unknown cause. Triamph df Rapid-Fire Guns. “In regard tothe question of armament it has been claimed if some quarters that 2. battery consisting gntirely of 6-itich rap- id-fire guns would be more efficient than the Brooklyn’s present battery, which in- cludes eight $-inch and twelve-5-inch rapid- firers and a secohdary battery of twelve 6-pounders, ‘four 1-pounders, four Colts and two field guns. The question is susceptible to argument, of course, but 1 think the 8- inch guns of the Brooklyn did their share in the Santiago fight. We fired 100 rounds of 8-inch shells. Those, combined with the S-inch projectiles fired’ by the Iowa, Ore- gon and Indiana, worked terrible havoc on the Maria Teresa, the Almirante Oquendo, the Vizcaya and ‘the Colon. One of these shells struck the latter ship, landed in the ward room and exploded, ‘wrecking the compartment and killing a number of the enemy. The Maria Teresa was struck by an S-inch shell from our ship which entered the side just forward of the port beam. The projectile burst and disabled the four crews of the guns. on that deck. The 8- inch breech-loader is a formidable weapon, and it is certainly net out of place on an armored cruiser. Skillful Handling of Smaller Pieces, “The official reports made by the ships of Admiral Sampson's fleet prove that the main results of the battle off Santiago were achieved by the eight-inch and lower calibers, and the rapid-fire pieces. Too much praise cannot be given to the men at the latter guns for their extraordinary skill and ability, The perfect hail of pro- Jectiles showered upon the fleeing Spanish ships by the five-inch ‘rapid-firers was al- most beyond belief. Captain Bulate’s tes- timony that ‘the Brooklyn's fire on our broadside was frightful, and the men could rot stay at their guns,’ proves how the crews Worked the pieces. Although twelve of these terribly destructive guns are car- ried,,only six could be used during the run. ning fight, as only that number would bear on the broadside, but the six guns did their work nobly, The Vizcaya was hit six times by the Brooklyn's five-inch breech-loaders, the Infanta Marie five, the Cristobal Colon four and the Oquendo five. One of the shells exploded 4 torpedo on the latter ves- sel with terrible effect. This shows a total of twenty hits, which, when the fact that the target was moving rapidly is taken into consideration, is really remarkable, No, taking it all in all, I do not believe the battery of the Brooklyn can be im- proved. Results naturally speak for tham- selves, and the results obtained by the ship in the recent war are eloquent.’ “The efficient work of the marines man- ning the secondary battery must not be forgotten. They handled the light guns coolly and skillfully, notwithstanding their exposed position, and the question ag to the advisability of utilizing the marine guard in such work should be considered settled.” Battle Ships and Cruisers. The lieutenant® was’ asked how, in his opinion, armored, crutsers compared with battle ships, as,proved by his experience on board the Broskiyd. From the manner of his reply it ib-evfdent he is an enthu- siastic advocate ‘of tte Brooklyn class, “Both battle _ €nd fast armored cruisers are necgssary in every fighting fleet,” he said, “Sbutsil think, from the greater range of 4he Igtter and their higher speed, they are fpally’of more value than the battle ships: ‘Thé" moral effect on an enemy naturally ‘exer by craft like the Indiana or Iowa fnust be admitted, but for quick, sharp work, it speed and cruis- ing range and efféctive action, the armored cruisers cannot ‘pe béaten. "What better fighting machin n found in any navy than the Néw York or the Brooklyn? They have a spted Of twenty knots or more, splendid batterles, ample armor, a coal supply of 1,461°téns, and a radius of action of 6,088 knots at a ten-knot speed, With the new colonial policy of the United States (to which they are not yet commit- ted, of course, but which is surely bound to follow) such»vessels as the New York and Brooklyn will be of the greatest value, Future naval building programs will cer- tainly include that type of ship.” Men Cool as Though at Practice, In reply to a question as to the conduct of the Brooklyn’s crew during the Santiago action, Lieutenant Hodgson spoke in warm praise. The coolness and dering, the utter sang froid, shown by all on board, from the oldest man down to th> youngest appren- tice, was something absolutely marvelous, Spanish s . at general quarters. One of the lessons learned by the Brooklyn (but it is really su- Pperfiluous) is the wondsrful capabilities of the American man-of-war’s man as a fight- er. It has not required years of actual Practice to place the Yankee bluejacket at the top of the heap. We hava men aboard here who, if dressed as citizens, would give @ Quaker odds in meekness of appearance, but when that fleet slippsd out past Morro Castle and made for the west they fought like demons. If you should ask one of the boys what he thought of the fight he'd probably grin and shrug his shoulders. It was merely a ‘scrap. The question of the torpedoes did not in- terest the lieutenant. They apparently played such a small part in the late war that it would be useless to diseuss their value. The experience of the Oquendo, however, will probably result in banishing loaded torpedoes from decks above the wa- ter Ine whenever it is practicable. Tall Smokestacks Aided Speed. The one peculiarity of construction in the Brooklyn most prominent to the casual ob- server is her lofty—and ugly—smoke fun- nels. She carries three, which tower above the decks almost as high as the signal masts. These stacks wera advocated by Chief Engineer Melville, and the testimony of the engineering force of the cruiser is in their favor, The lofty funnels really give the result which is usually obtained by the use of forced draught—a device which ex- perience has proved liable to lead to the ruin of the boilers. The forced draught sys- tem causes severe expansion and contrac- tion strains, and usually started leakage at the tube ends. This is not present in natu- ral draught, and the Brooklyn’s experience has shown that as good results can be ob- tained by lengthening the smokestacks as by the employment of the forced-draught The ‘esson learned by the Brooklyn in the Spanish-American war can be 2mbodied in these recommendations, which will be made by the proper boards: (1) that eight-inch guns and rapid firers of all calibers should be given the greatest prominenca; (2) that all wood work, as far as possible, Should be abolished’ in warships; (3) that the pipes of fire mains should be laid below the protect- ive deck, and (4) that light armor and great sp2ed are requisite in an efficient cruising vessel. H. H. LEWIS, late U.S.N. Sg a STOCKING TROUT BROOKS. Practice Said to Be Increasing in Massachusetts. From the Springfeld Republican. The practice of stocking trout brooks is said by local fishermen to be increasing in this section, One man is quoted as having put 25,000 into a certain broo’ each year for several years. This year he will put in that number, only they will be yearling trout, Instead of the younger fish, as in the previ- ous years. The expense of this practice is, of course, much increased if it has to be done each year, but there seems to be a likelihood that older fish would be more likely to live from year to year. The small fish are so quickly gobbled up by the big ones that 25,000 will disappear in a short time, but after they are a year old they acquire experience enough of their enemies so that they can dodge them pretty well by hiding under stones and elsewhere. Moun- tain brooks are particularly favorable for young trout to escape their enemies, as there are so many stones in the beds of the streams under which they can hide. A difficulty that is encountered in stocking trout streams is the scarcity of food, par- ticularly in the mountain brooks. The meadow brooks are generally rhung with grass, from which flies, beetles, crick- ets and all kinds of bugs fall into the water, supplying ample food. But the mountain brooks run generally through rocky beds, and the only source whence bugs can come Is from trees overhead. It is urged by fishermen that the fish commis- sioners could do a great thing for trout fishery in this state if they would stock these mountain brooks with little fresh- water shrimps. These are about three- quarters of an inch long, they easily find their living, multiply rapidly and wou!d af- ford an excellent food for the trout. The survival of young trout depends a good deal on the amount of rain that comes to keep the mountain brooks filled up. If the brooks get low and become only a series of pools the trout are easily discovered and caught by minks, snakes, frogs and their cther enemies. If the streams are full they can take care of themselves. On this account, sportsmen say, fishing is unusually good this year, the rains having kept the streams full. Fishermen say that people do not begin to realize the importance which trout. fisheries might have, If the fish were properly pro- tected and propagated they would be much more abundant, would become cheaper in the market, and instead of ling for 50 or 60 cents a pound, as now, they might be had for 25 cents, so as to be less of a luxury. To accomplish this the further ex- tension of the closed season has been fa- vorea for a long time. The recklessness of some who fish solely to supply the market is deplored, and this type of fisherman is disliked by the man who goes out for sport. The money-making trout fisherman keeps every fish he gets, no matter how small. He excuses it on the ground that the fish could not live. But experienced fishermen say it fs astonishing how much a trout can be injured and yet live. They say they have caught fish that from some previous tussle with the hook had lost all their under jaw or had the hook through their eyes. Many fishermen pull on the mouths of the trout as if they were going to pull up the bottom of the brook, but this is unneces- sary. One man says all thet is needful is to give a little twist of the wrist to fasten the hook in the trout’s mouth, after which the fish should be headed upstream, so that the water shall enter his mouth. By get ing too much water he is drowned, soon stops jumping and twisting, and is easily brought to shore. e+ y N AN ARTISTIC FROST Different Views of a Fragrant Bed of Mint. The Girl With the Titian Hair Started the Fun and the Going of Un- welcome Guests. At a distance slightly greater from the city than Admire! Sampson and his flag- ship New York wers from the Cristobal Colon whea she struck her colors there is @ sylvan retreat much affected by those members of the artistic colony of the cap- ital city who are denied, through the lean- ness of their purses, the pleasure of doing sketches abroad during the summer; and from early June vntil late September a full score of wielders of the brush may be found beneath the hospitable roof of an old mansion, where a few dollars a week suffice to provide comfort for the inner man, while limitless expanse of mountain, wood: and dell fills to satisfaction the ap- preclative souls of these students of Mother Nature in her varying garbs. With an overweening desire for fried chicken, corn- bread and puite:milk, two young men of the city, whose only claims to a member- ship in such a colony would come from the artistic manner in which they can pervert the truth, decided to spend a couple of days at the old mansion last week, and bearded an afterncon train, armed with a chenge of sinen and a couple of full-grown kettles, and arrived at their destination about dusk. Their total claim to acquaintanceship among the vlect of the brush and paiette was a bowing scquaintance with a very ciever amateur artist and, much better, a very pretty girl. They were introduced by ber to the hostess, and were suffered to remain at so much per day. After deposit- ing their luggage In a large second-story room, used for a part of the summer by a painter of marines, and decorated accord- ingly with sonsters and serpents of the sea that could only find birth in the mind of a lover of the marine or the disordered imagination resulting from an overindul- gence In “Bloodfield sbcrts,” the two grin- gces repaired to the broad- veranda and watched the queeriy clad guests as they returned from all directions bearing easels and sketch books. The rew comers were greeted wit an icy stare by the artists as they passed in the hcuse, and, as laymen, their intrusion was plainly unwelcome. At the supper table there was @ still more decided frost and if their appetites had not claimed their full attention their embarrassment would doubtless have pre- cipitated a retreat on the part of the two young braves. They were seated opposite one another and with sly glances and winks took in the different bits of conversation that drifted about the board. The topics were found chiefly in the works of the old masters, and the words Rembrandt, Velas- quez and Raphael, expressing only a vague idea of something ancient and marvelous, angels, cherubs and faces surrounded by dark hair and a still darker background to these young Philistines, dripped lightly from the tongues of those assembled about the board. Forestalling an effort to draw them into the conversation, the two began to act mysteriously and exchange cipher sayings among themselves. Attention was attracted to them immediately, and the situation was in their hands. Ail thoughts of ola masters were banished, and the al- most painful silence was only broken oc- casionaily by a bit of conversation between the two, about as follows: “Do you suppose there will be any dan- ger?” fot in the least. Besides, are we not protected?” “True. What numbers would you sug- Fourteen, thirty-two, 106, I thini “Good, and how about the hour “Two-thirty will suit admirably.” “Let it be two-thirty then. With the last sentence both arose and went out on the front porch, leaving the astonished and bewildered artists to dis- cuss the suspicious conversation, while they, proud of their achievement in turn- ing what looked like a frosty defeat into an overwhelming victory, smoked their cigarettes beneath the trees. Now in the beautiful lawn in front of the house there is one of the finest beds of mint in all Virginia. The artists admire this for its beautiful color, but it suggested differ- ent thoughts to the minds of the Washing- ton youths. So when all the household had retired early, so as to be up in time to get the morning’ light on the morrow, the two slipped out in the yard and gathered ¢ themselves bunches of the fragrant min and with the aid of the full-grown bot- tles managed to while away a couple of pleasant hours. The designs on the wall worried them no little at first, but their sleep was sound and the rising’ bell in the morning found them loath to leave the beds. At the breakfast table they found the full colony engaged in an absorbing conver- sation. “Did you notice what a pervading odor of mint there was in the house last night?” asked the girl with the Titian hair. “I did, indeed,” responded her vis-a-vis. ‘And I am sure I heard footsteps at all hours last night. I was very much fright- ened,” added she who was wedded to her art because a husband was a little too hard to find. The young men smiled. “But, strangest of all,” put in the wife of a celebrated naval hero, “my pocket book with all my money and jewelry, has disap- peared.” “What came the chorus, and all eyes turned in the directi young Washingtoni They looked at each other in astonish- ment, and in the silence that followed beat a basty exit. “I wonder if these queer ones t swiped her pocket book?” asked one. “They are Ilabie to think anything after that conversation last night.” “What'll we do?” “Search me. ‘Maybe they will!” “Let's take a drink. At dinner there were two of the meekest and least mysterious young men on earth seated side by side, and their conversation, carried on in a loud tone, was about the routine of the department in which ¢ are employed. But they were still t sure of all eyes, and were very uncom abie. “By the w: murmured the wife of the naval hero during the course of the meal, “I found my pocket book where I hid {t last night and had forgotten about it.” +} The two young men looked at each other, breathed a sigh of relief, and took the next train for the city, with two firm resolves fixed in their minds, namely, never to visit where a colony of artists were summering, and never again to be mysterious among strangers. n of the unfortunate ink we —_———_—_ “Bailey's Mistake.” From the Tmy Times. The Post Office Department has on nus merous occasions insisted on changing the names of offices, even when the natives had no desire for such changes and protested against them. If the Washington people are so fond of choosing appropriate names they should devote their attention exclue Sively to those towns whose inhat ant sire relief. Such places are surely to be found. There is one, for example, up in the far eastern corner of Maine. It now rejoices in the name of Bailey's Mistake. Bailey's Mistake was named for Sam Bailey, a coasting trader, who used to sail into Lubec harbor often as once a month, the “mistake” part being added at the time of Baiiey’s last voyage, so that future navigators and geographers would know whose mistake it was. There are two waterways that lead up to Lubec from the Atlantic ocean, one ® wide and navigable ship channel and the other a wide and rocky shoal that affords excellent pasture age for founders and other fish of small draft. About ten years ago Bailey was beating his sloop up to the Lubec anchor- age, and took the wrong way. He knew all about the shoal water and the rocks, and had become so familiar with the course that he paid no heed, presuming that his sloop could find her way without help, There is where the “mistake” came in, for trusting tco much to. the intelligence of his 0p, the craft went aground on the rocks and was chewed to toothpicks before morn- ing. As nobody ever saw anything of Bailey oF his crew, it is inferred that the fishes tool there wus left of them after the aves had done thetr work. From that date the term “Bailey's Mistake” was at- tached to this reach of water and the land on both sid of it, and now the coast sur- vey charts have recognized the claims, so that Bailey’s Mistake bas become a geo= graphical fixture. Sees eras Tapestries of Norway. From the Chicago News. The traditions of tapestry weaving have descended from mother to daughter since the days of the Vikings in Norway In all the mountain farm houses of the present jay In Norway weaving is still carried on as part of the regular housework, and girls are employed to do nothing e. In the early days it was the work of the Vikings’ wives and daughters to make large tapes- tries telling the story of the conquests made by their family heroes. These were hung ia the great hall of every home, to- gether with the war weapons of the hus- band and the sons, and the tapest said to have been very beautiful vegetable dyes were used, and, while they lacked brilliancy, they made up for it in durability. A castle in Denmark contained a few of these rare specimens till a few years ago, when it was weavers of Norwegian work out from me: sired. 1 urned down. The tapestries usually ory any pattern he main body is of some geomotri- cal design, with a border of zigzag ines or blocks. Certain characteristics of these rugs and tapestries remind one of thuse made by the Navajo Indians. Rapid Growth of Salmon. From the Portland Oregonian. The number of marked salmon captured this season is much Jarger than is generally known. They were hatched in the fall of 1895, and efter being marked by cutting off the adipose fin, were ti in the ng of 1806. The fact of their | capture proves that some of the salmon at ieast return to the river where they were hate! less than four years, the time E scientific men who have made a cf this matter cay that it takes the saimon to mature. As the marked fish were turned out in the spring of 1896, th caught this season have been at large ouly a little over two years. Tne first one caught weighed only ten pounds, but the Most of those caught since weigh over twenty pounds, and one weighed fifty-seven pounds. It seems almost incredible that a salmon should grow to this size in less than two years and a half, but there can be no doubt that the marked fish caught are some of those which were turned out in the spring of -1896. ned into the rivers spr ———_-+e+-____ Little girl of four, standing entranced be- fore the window of a toy shop: “Oh, moth- er! if you was my little girl, wouldn't I take you in and buy you some of those | lovely things!” —Tit-Bits. Devil’s Sent and Witch’s Stone. From the St. Louls Glcbe-Democrat. Ottawa has a “‘witch’s stone” as well as a “devil’s s2at.” It is one of the least known though greatest natural curiosities of that city, and is to be found in Rockliffe Park. It is the figure, indelibly grained in the solid rock, of a gaunt, haggard wit, astride a broomstick, fiying through the air with a tangled mass of hair flowing behind her. The figure is ten feet high, and is a striking likeness of a woman. It is on an immense bowlder, and the strange part of it is that while the bowlder is of a dark brown color, the figure and the broonistick are of a light and marbie-like substance. This curiosity is situated within 100 yards of the electric car tracks. For years it has been known as the “witch’s stone.” The figure of the woman is seen sitting astride of the broomstick. One arm is held before her and clasps the stick; the other hangs by hear side. The outlines of her limbs are distinctly visible, and her body is seen to be thin and gaunt. Her scant and streaming locks are formed of long tendrils of fine mosses that have attached them- selves to the faca of the rock. The figure is blown and tattered as if it were flying through the air. Although it is striking and uncanny, it is well deserving of the name “witth’s stone.” This stone was far better known forty years ago than it is now. Tress have grown up and partially hidden it. In past days the mill men used to come down and shoot at the witch as a target. Many interesting“legends have been gath- ered about this strange freak of natura. The “habitants” along the shores of the Ot- tawa know it well and always speak of it with a certain amount of awe. No habitant, however brave, it 1s sald, will cross that field at night. One of the most interesting legends that the old river men tell about the stone is the tale of how the figure came. An Indian chief of the Ottawa trib2 was be- trothed to a beautiful Indian maiden. Be- fore their marriage she was. bewitched and forever disappeared. Her disappearance Was attributed to witchcraft, and the medi- cine woman of the tribe was accused. She was accordingly bound to this same rock and burned at its base, and when the fire died down no trace of the woman was to be found; but graven in the solid rock was seen for th? first time the singular figure which is to be seen there now. eae Gnaw-Seating! From Pick-Me-Up. gee Mrs. Faddle—“I thought you warranted that dog I bought of you well bred?” Dog Dealer—“So it is, mum.’ Mrs. Faddie—“Oh, no, it isn’t; it bolts its food in the most vulgar manner!” (Copyright, 1898, Life Publishing Company.)