Omaha Daily Bee Newspaper, August 29, 1886, Page 12

f the habit aftery 12 NANKIND'S BETTER The Worth and Vagaries of Women at Home I jimihd and Abroad, THE PHANTOM OF HAPPINESS. The Tobacco Habitin Hushands—How “ weinnati Girls Are Builte Rules of Courtship and Brick Throwing. How to Make Home Happy—A Practi- HALE. | | cal Instance H. G. B.in Philadelphia Times: Moth ers, have you ever thought that the ennui or dullness that has a Jodging place in gome of our homes invites the little demon discontent into the hearts of our husbands and children, and makes them | long for brighter and more attractive gecnes and pleasanter companionship Mothers, be cheerful! If you donot pos sess that Lvely characteristic, cultivate it by wll means, Cheerfulness is the goliden key to the treasures of happiness in life. You can by being cheerful make not only your own luppiness, but bring happii e s to others Arise in the morning, like the birds begin the day, with a song. for crossness will seek other quarters when the heart pours forth a song, Live one day at a time. Take up the duties that are nearest you with a brave heart. Remp with the elaldren and ocensionally break outin a perry ha! ha! Your husband and children will notic it and if they are disposed to be cross and sour will eateh your bright joyous gpirit, and you will make your home the sweetest spot that the golden sun shines upon I know a man and wife began their mareied life with the d mination to make their home a hapy one. He promised t she should be his confidant 1n his business. No matter if itrun like well-regulated machinery or there was friction, she must know the exact state of s finances, and when it was neeessiry, she being a wise and good woman, wouid be willing to use the strictest cconomy, but he resolved not to aunoy her with the petty vexations of every-day life, and when the cares of the day were done, as he turned the key and locked the door of his oflice, <o would he lock within all tritling annoyances. She promised, on the other hand, when the time drew near for his home-coming, that she wowid forget all her little vexations and greet him warmiy with o smiling countenance. This promise to each other they kept nnbroken, and the gool couple nave slipped gracctully into the sixties and testity by their seréne countenances that, lik ohn Anderson, My Joe John,"” they have spent many happy hours to- gether. They were fortunate enough to raise a family of eight children, who grew up to be model young men and women, who have made the world better for having lived in it. "These boys and girls were taught early in Jife that idleness, next to bad companions, was their worst encmy. The good parents studied their ineli tions, gave them the work to do at home that best their tastes. ‘Their du- ies od by wood games and sports and plenty of healthy out-of-door They put good books and p in their hands, gave them pi tures, pets and_flowers, impressed apon rly life that they could never make life a Success without a fixedness of T ho swectest lives are those to duty wed, ‘Whose deeds, both great and small, se kot stean 8 of an unbroken thread, ro love ennobles all, world muy sound no trumpets, rin 0 bells, The Book ot i.rh-!lu' shining record tells, To My Mother, London Spectator. T left thee once in mad desire to find “Lhe love for which my spirit yearned with pain, g Atmany a door I knocked and knocked in vain. Craving love’s aims which none to grant in- clined, But laughing treated me with cold disdaing Yetstill ] ndered, eager in the quest, Forev iny, and for aye unblest, Since no one gaye the boon for Dined. Then, mother! turning tomy iome I went With weary steps and sorrow-numbing care, And o} 1y pain was lost in sweet content, For what | AIne 10 e unaware ) In the dear eyes that on thy son were bent AlLT had asked I found, for love was there, A Subject that Concerns Wo Much and Men More—Tobacc, Agnes Rosenkrans in Philadelphia Times: Some may not consider this question as one belonging to woman’s province, but it is only among women that it ean be impartially discussed. Mention the subject to one of its mascu- line adherents, and he will defend 1ts use with all the might that in him lies. And we consider that womankind to say something on the subjec ight of one who is obliged too often to ‘summer and winter” with it; the right of one compelled to see it surely, if slowly, undermining the constitutions of her nearest and dearest; the moral right of the weaker against the stronger to offer her testimony, even if she knows that for her there s no redress. Verily, tobueco is king. A most despotic master; # tyrant whose captives oft rattle their chitins, but struggle in vain to be fr We have in mind a man of great natur: will power, onc of the forceful, ‘'mas- terly” men, it you will, in all but this one slavish habit, “This man knows that to- baeco is bad for him; that it *plays hobbs” with his nerves, causing insomnin and arritability in a naturally tranquil which I nen and kindly temperament. He his periodc spells of acknowiedging it and resolving in all the might of his great strong man- . hood to “quit.” The cigar case 1s emp tied, the pipe is smashed, that tempts tion' may not beset him at any unwar moment, A few days of mock gayety and encerfuluess, a few more depressed and gloomy ones. One cannot but pity from the depth of whatone feels to be an uncomprehending heart the struggle going on. We know it is terrible, but we cannot realize how terrible. *If you can but hold out for nine & friend advises, “vou will be all righ The doctors all agree that the drug will be out of the system in nine days,” “Nine days!” he rours, like 2 wounded lion. ‘It will tuke more than nine years to stop this horrible craving onee he meets you with a AV do-hke wir and’a cigar in his mouth. To- baceo is necessary for him, he explains. In fuet, it is all "bosh about its injuring . any one. His food will not digest without B it; his norves ave all unsirung without its & trangilizing influence. He could stop, of eourse, 1f he wished; but he has con- eluded that it is best for him to use it. And 5o he takes on lis badge of servitude till some ‘‘cancer” seare or doctor's . warning frightens him into another in- effoctual effort to stop. i We sometimes hear of reformed drunk- . avds, but does any one know of a re- formed tobacconist—one who broken ars of slavery? Truly they arc as rare as the typical angelic itations. 4 But apart from this thought, which 1s I of course the most important—the health of the person concerned—there 1s another which some women might consider more fmportant, inasmuch as it affected them —the unpleasantness, to speak with ue restraint, of having a tobacco user a husband or cven a brother. It ~ seems impossible to us that “famibarity” eould breed un)‘lluui better than ‘‘con- gempt" in this case. Some women might " gome to tolerate the odor of the burnt offering, but who could ever grow to love the breath of the smoker? Do the wives b of such like to have their husbands affec- jonate, or are they glad when they grow - indifferent? A We are convinced, from observation | Benot abashed and association with the devoteos of the | weed, that it paralyzes the will power | both ends mect, and Jowers the moral nature; making its | user selfish and often untruthful ' Noob. woman can deny this. No need to enlarge, to ask the vain question of where is the remedy? to advise girls to | administer a course of severe letting alone won't do it—to all young men who are its slaves. No nse to en treat women to bring up their boys to detest it. Women are powerless fiere Itis doubtful if the most carefully in- structed boy has not a eertain feeling of vespect for the handsome, graceful gen tleman nonchalantly smoking a eigar. | I'he remedy rests with the men, and but few are cavable of thinking on the sub ject, being so stapefied by the mephitic | vapors. It there is any influence which woman is capable of wielding it is hinted | T heroism and holy How hard it is for m 1 to onrs Byt how muck har ler o be loss Than what his mistre:s Joves him for. | I'he young woman might have little mfMuence, though it is dountful ueh easier to reform a drunkard, we honestly think, thana confirmed smoker Rules for Courtship. Boston Courier, The vouth who would a pretty maiden woo Will'prodit if lie keeps these rules in views Be ot precipitate, nor yet too slow, th a rebutl or so It shie is unresponsive. distant. eoid, T'he woer must be decidedly bold, 10 she is timid, difiident and shy, Doi't tret—she' 1 find morecourage by and by, Let not her first refusal give distress A Woman's 10 1s often meant for yes, She Can't Throw a Brick, Chicago Inter Ocean: Had Paris seen Helen attempt to shoo a cow out of the back vard, it is safe to say that the Trojan war would never have been waged, Homer would have been obliged to the Haymuarket riot for an cpie Antony seen Cleopatra chase st down a dusty avenue of Cairo, 1t is also safe to state that he would have fled dis- enchanted back to Octavia, and the di- vorce court lawyer—"decree quietly se cured; no publicity”—would never have have made a cent from him. Had Dante seen Beatrice five o half-hrick at the van dal ien which prospected for seeds in he flower-bed ery spring, it i 1in safe to say he would have send hack her notes, her white mouse pen-wiper, the lay smokimg set with “Merry Christmas' across the stern, and discontin- yeky courtship which he subse lebrated in his poem known as | paintec ued that quently ¢ “The Inferno In the three situations given above the average woman is grand, massive, Titanie, incomprehensible.. The man who wit nesses these feminine moods from the weather side of a high board fence and does not stand with head bared, hushed and awe-stricken, has no poetry in_ his soul. 1n all she is great, but in the brick- throwing act she 1s greatest—and most dungerous, There 18 a physiological reason for this, It is not her fault that an ambulance wagon has to be wrung up after her brick-throwing moods, nor that this kind of exercise always flurry and an upward window-glass market aiming at the hen and bringing down the usual inoffensiye citizen in the next ward. Her shoulders were not rightly con- structed for ball-tossing, incident upon laying the citizen she fré- quently forgets to consult her handbook on throwing, and makes the left hand do all the labor instead of the right, as laid | down by the authorities. Nor is she men tally constituted for u base-ball pitcher. Many husbands who are not right-minded | sneer at their wives’ weakness of ments grasp in not being able to distinguish ve- tween a mutilated and jumped-on um- pire_and a three-base hit. These nice subtleties of the game may be thus lost to her, but it is not her fault. Her gray bram matter is not put up that way, architecturally sl‘w:xkiug, any more than iler shoulder is built to bring confusion and death to cows. It will be observed b, rouble to attend a ba interests of scicnee th: have very square all who take the -ball game in the the best throwes houlders, and the shoulders of some higher at the cor- ners than near the neck. — In these latter the clavicle tends upward as it leaves the spinal_column, a circumstance which al- lows free play of the arm in any diie: tion. Whereas, as seen in a lady’s skele- ton, the shoulder-blade slopes down It a toboggan slide and overlaps the arm- socketin amanner which p: nts her lifting her arm without cracking her shoulder-blade or bursting out a seam in her basaue, either of which is ealeulated to disconragze good marksmanship. Woman, er. The Doings of Chicago Iy She models stranze fligures in clay, She decorates deftly all day, She paints squirming dragons On porcelain Hagons, With talent that none can gainsay. She fashions strangest nick nacks; hie paints on @ myriad plagues Whitest of hilies And dafty-down-dillies And tulips and bunches of *J E’en boxes that erstwhile held soap Afforded her wild genius scope, She pants on them pansies And' arabesque fancies And anchiors, the emblem of hope. On plates at the table we find 1u brightest of colors outlined Geraniums, myrtle, Tmpossible turtle, And snakes of original kind. She s with her migit and h ¥rogs, lizards, a stork or a crane, Fantast reptilian Fill this fair civilian, Aud odd sorts of birds fill her brain. main 1, since you admit no restraint, subje 1 beg you to paint, With pleasanter features Than such squirming creatures As those you denominate quaint. The Kind of Girls They Raise in Cin- cinnati. Cincinnati Enquirer: The girl of to- is raised up in the parlor to be an orna- ment and nothing more. She knows nothing of the kitchen—the place is death-trap to her. She knows nothing of the art of cookery, and never proposes to learn the excepo circumstances her to it; as, for instance, she i rries some young blood who turns out to be poorer than a church mouse, and there- fore she has to do without a cook. Then she goes into the kitchen, and, with a good deal of grunting and finger-burn- Ing, manages to scare up a meal barely fit for a dog. ‘The girl of to-day belongs to the parlor, You can always find her there when she is notlying abed orshoot- ing through the |n-im«i|mf’ strects-—shop- ping. Her education consists of a few essons in grammar, Latin, music and drawing. Shie completes nothing. A year after she graduates she remembers noth- ing but her school flirtations, A mu- sician she is a nuisance. She studic music not as an art, but as an accom- plishment, The result is that she not only succeeds in murdering music, but the poor victims who are often compelled to histen to her are made sufterers, too, She can dauce, she can flirt, she can make love as no other girl in this wide world can, but when we have said that we have said all that can possibly be said in her favor, She is beautiful, charming and almost interesting, but she is a mere ornament and nothing more. If you can afford to build a fine house, furnish it with rich and costly furniture, keep horses and carriages” and a groom to keep them in order, by all means marry the girl of to-day. 'She can spend your money as the girl of no other country can. She can play thc queen to perfec- tion, and will not only master your household affairs, but will master you. But if you are poor keep away rrom he: You cannot help falling in love with he but study well the expense you will forced into 1n case you make her your | men i you can't well make V't keep het and the | hired girl, too, then ‘take our adviee and | marry the bired girl * | The Man- wife. It you sec ishing Mystery of Woman Explained Macon (Ga.) Telegravh: To Miss Bessie Bramble, of Pittsburg, we rvespectfully answer, there is something in it; some thing Bossie, dear, that you eannot ap preciate, beeanse you do not cross your back, wear hip-pockets you care nothing galluses’ in the and top-boots, beeanse for the early morning cocktail, the mid day juleps, the evening steak and the midnight eomposers beeause you do not understand the value of straights and flushes and threes and fulls and jackpots and beeause, dear girl, free as you are, it never can ceeur to yon that the dutie that tie men to their desks and trades, when thrown off, leave them boys and SOMI-SAVAZES 0nee Nor OFf course, all this is a mystery to yon If it were not you would not be a woman. | It is the same sort of mystery to you that your teas and conversation parties are to I'hey can no more understand how woman with tight shoes on, tight cor sets, tight gloves, ponderous headwear and stift clothes on can sit un by the houar and gossip abont absentees” and drink what they don’t like, any more than you ean understand man as o fisher. Better not iry, test the churms of our re gpective amusements. entice us into new fielde. A woman at a man's tishing frolie would spoil the fun, and au man in woman's kingdom is undoubtedly a bore San F tern lady, home of the proprietor of an influential newspaper, says to her husband “Why don't you deary Just faney! own A newspay To have o newspiper to ‘g0’ for people in and a home like this! After a 1se—And I think I'd rather have tie newspaper than the t scems to be ail women think a newspaper is for anyway, to piteh into seople and print fashion and social news, wonder how many of them ever read the telegraphic news or the loeal news, Sometimes, when it is a big murder or big seandal, they devour it greedily, but if ‘women were the arbiters it would be a very extraordinary paper they would de- mand. Lhave known women who read editorials, sometimes, but they were gen- cerally cranks in some direction. | tiink therd are exceptional eases who read the yolice reports; but it is astonishing how ong a woman can look at a newspaperand not know aiything that isin it when she gets tnvough. A thing has to have a con- nected story in it before sie can grasp it. A bare fact slips her, an accident may eateh her, but a good, strorg story in kind of complete form she remembers every detail of, and when she is told how the womun is dressed the whole thing lives betore her, and she never forgets it. Cleveland’s Management. Chicago News: With a good deal of interest we hav, mined the advertise- ments admitted to the pages of Literay Lafe, under Miss Rose Elzabeth Clev, land’s management. It will be remem- bered that the gifted lady objected to cer tain advertisements which have appeared in the maguzine herctofore. We sum- marize the advertisements in the current number of Literary Life, as follows nder M Spring Stutionar Candy..... omony and griddic-enke flour Wroughtiron boilers. .00 SRS advert scmeats Women of the World, Mrs. Fort. of Florida, has 40,000 si worms at the De Land silk factory. Miss Phabe Hall, once a prosperous milliner, having been converted, is ¢ ing something of a sensation in more as an evangelist. Miss Adelaide Detchon, the young American, is giving recitals i London which are described as being most at- ive entertainments, ¢ first woman surgeon qualified in t Britain_was invested with the let- testimonial of the Irish College of Surgeons recently under the new power granted 1t by its charter of 1885, Fanny Kemble is a hale old lady of sev. enty-cight years, who oceusionally goes mountain_climbing in Switzerland cven now. It is more than lifty years since she wrote her “journal” of American experiences. Mme. Pibsen, of Maus, has bequeathed her entire fortune to the Academie Fran- iise in order to found w prize to be awarded every five years for i work on political economy written for the benefit of the working classes. . Frances E. Willard, after addressing a temperance convention recently at Madi- son, was asked which the women of the United States would prefer first, suffrage or prohibition, whereupon she promptly replied: “[ will take suftrage for women first, for if we once get woman suffrage the hiquor traflic. will soon look as it all the dynamite of Hell's Gate shaft had exploded v der it A very sensational story comes from Paris that Sara Bernhardt is on the verge of insanity, and that the throngs of | Parisians who flocked to see hev during her latest well in that gay city were inspired by curiosity to see” the” finale which it 15 prophesied will take piace on the stage. Every one wus mnazed, dis appointed and “disgusted that she suc. ceeded in getting away on her Souti American tour without falling into ihe hands of the mad-doctors. These same pcople, it is asserted, are now betting \eavily on the chanees that her present tour will end in u lunatic asylum befo; she reaches N York. Bat, after all, this may be only a clever bit of advertis- ing paid for at S0 much a line. e death is announced in Cochin of Mme. De Ribart, a female sur- geon of remarkable skill and of most ex- traordi experiences. Beginning asa wiltre little drinki (fu rtior Latin, of she passed through the usual experiences of a gris- ette while very young, and became con- nected with a medieal student, No sooner did she come in contact with his books and instruments than she fell upon them and literally devourea the knowledge they contained. She also drew from him he learned, so that by the time » wag six and twenty years of age sho presented herself for examination as sur- geon, and passed the ordeal britliantly and trinmohantly. Recognizing a field in the Egyptian harems, to which male surgeons are not admitted, she weunt to Cairo, where she speedily established a arge practice. But the hubit of dissipa tion was strong upon her, and she plunged into the wildest excesses, which ended in her incarceration in an Egyptian mad. house. After six months of severe treat ment she recovered her mind, but her arcer in Beypt wasoyer. She could not return to Europe, and so she made her way to the French possessions in Asiu, where her talent and beauty won for her instant recognition, but she died suddenly before the prospects of redeeming her past had been realized. 0. A Valuable Servant. Texas Siftings, An Austin merchant who had failed several times to collect bill from Col. Yerger, went to the latte residence determined to get the money. He was met at the door by Sam Johnsing, who aad orders to keep out people who came with bills, Is Col. Yerger int" “‘What does yer want?" “1 want my money." “All right, sah. Ef hits your money you wants jess step in de parlor. Hit's only de folks dats afterde kurne!'s money dat he don't keer to see. He wouldn't be in ef you was after his mouey.” r THE OMAHA DAILY | came at sunset in sight of & hemmed it in | had ¢ BOB JENVINGS' CABIN, Romance of the Early Mining Days io Montana, The Man Who ad a Theory—The Landslide That Covered F vealing the Treasu Which He Haa muccessfully Tolled. Helena (Mont.) Letter in - Detroit F Press: Riding horseback aeross the main divide of the Rockies in that wonderful expanse of mountains enlled Montana, 1 flume that | ran for miles along the spurs bordering abarren valley L'o the south lay an alkali plain, dotted here and there with bunches of coarse sedge, and heay with gravel. All | around the hills lay piled, with here and there an isolated butte, independent of | iy range and sloping on every side from . rocky peak to the hollows which A swaimpy creck steug- edaloag the valley, Tie Bob Jennings cdge. with the ore from which I was to try my new process of amalgamation, and the cabin to which [ had been directed for shelter conld not be far away. Theminers of Prickly Pear Canon had been none too friendly, but there had been a cordial unanimity in their recommendation that 1 pass my second night out on the journey to the railroad in “Bob Jennings' eabim.”” T'was to know when to look for it by the great flum When I saw this apparently un- ending box of moss-covered plunking my heart Teaped for joy, in spite of the deso- tion of its surroundings, It mast have cost $25,000 or $30,000, and helped wash out hundreds of thousands of dollars’ worth of gold dust, for it had been built when every stick of timber had to be hauled on ‘wagons for days and days | along the famous Gilmer & Salisbury stage route from Utah into the moun tains, The whole scene spoke of the romance | of the placer diggings. There were signs on every side t t camp had been | seattered along li plain. Every | foot of bluft along the creck, “from rim- rock to rim-rock, s the r miners | 1y, showed marks of oceupation. I was tired enongh to have slept on the ground, and looked anxiously for the big bowlder with the wooden cross on it which was to be my last landmark tor th bin, It marked, I had been told, the spot where a worn, starving youth was found dead | of overwork and lack of food, with Lis pick in his cold hand and his pan full of worthiess gravel Not six inches below the point of his pick had lain a nugget worth thousands. At last Irode wear.ly into the shadow | of the hill. ~Almost under the same flume, where it rested in a bed of salt rock, was the ruined scabin. A great slice of the mountain hadslid over and | carried away the roof, #nd-sparkling but | ey drops from the torrent, gurgiing in the wooden walls abave, trickled over the mass of fallen rock and along one corner of the rotten flooring. At this | spot the hills retreatedia little from the valley, and luxuriant vines and rank 1ss covered the rockd on cither side and grew up to the -edge of the open door. Inside lay a rusts frying-pan and the ruins of a bunk wihich: |:|xhw\-,n fas- tened to the log wall. “The bowlder was nowhere to be seen, but I was content. "This must be my vansary. Night came on quickly. 8oon after the | sun set, even while its fadmg yellow re- | flection lingered on thesnowy crests of | the main range,a chilly darknéss covered the plains below. — Alove sparkled with @ white splendor peculiar | to the Northern mountains. 1 picketed v horse to the door-post, allowing him a wide range over the herbage, and, biessing my good luck for the bit of the ning roof, wrapt myself in blankets | and went to sleep in a_coroer. In an hour or two 1 awoke. Icould hear the drip of the water from the flume and the melancholy rustiing of the great pmes on top of the ridge in the freezing | wind which swept along the heights. A | the big stars | horror et silence scized me, and the champing of my horse in the grass was nanexpressible relief to my e 1 im- agined the cabin, half roofless us it was, melt musty, and I earried my blankets 1o the open air and lay out” under the stars. ‘Lhen I fell mto a sleep, vexed by strange dreams and troubled with a terror ox’l.«mq.m_‘ heights and treacherous ledges. At last the sunshine wakened me. Be- fore another night,thank heaven, I would | be outside of the wilds. Hastily pick- | ing ont a number of specimens of the ore I put them in my knapsack and prepared to get away. T was splitting pieces of what was left of the door to kindle my breakfast tire, when a weathe en fel- low, in the coarse, halt-zlazed canvas pe- culiar to miners, rode around the edge of a hill on abroneho, His pick and pan, swung bohind him, wore muddy with re: cent usage. He was evidently more at home than 1 Helooked at me with interest and then looked at the cabin. 1 followed s glanee and could bardly recognize the corner where I had first Inid down, Th » debris of the disintegrated ledge, which | Iready wrecked the building had shd further during the night and erushed in the remaining rafters He seemed amused, I never slept in there but onee,”’ he said. “That was enough. And [ was almost as mueh sur. prised the next morning as you are, That was Bob Jennings' cabing he was the first man that ever prospeeted hereabouts for qnartz,” i Linvited the stranger down from his | broncho, and he fell to_quite readily at | my bacon and bread. ‘There is not much ceremony in a deser “Jennings was the only man in the | camp,” my guest went on, “who wasn't | crazy to pan out gold dust from gravel, | He stuck it out that there must be lode | where 50 much gold dust had washed | down, S0 he only panned out enough to keep body and soul togother, and went | on digging prospect holes i the hillside. | “He picked out this as the likeliest spot and built this bin, the first this side of Virginia City And nhe picked | | t the rocks until ewery blessed i d left the diggin But | it wasn'tany use. He's barried under the pile of rocks there, in the corner of his own cabin.” 1 thought I began to mmderstand why the wretehes at Prickly Pear dirceted me to this burking ruin. But I .couldn't in terrupt the man, he wus 0 horribly matter-of-fact. He contimued cating and talking. “Sinee Bob's day the whole range has been plugged full of prospectholes. And, s the ‘Diys of '49' goes, many a good fellow has “Rendered up his sonl In & prospect lole Since the days of 49 omething scemed to tell Jennings to itout. .le said he wanted a for- or nothing. Prospectors for dust for & hundred miles up and down the diyide talked about ‘Crazy Jennings.' He dug till nis fingers were skin and bone, und a great shelf of rock lay ex to the wind and frost. His provisions were all gone, but he was bound to strike a quartz lead, Well, one night the slope he had dug away caved in and uncovered a pocket of al- most pure gold. But when morning «':lllevnniugs wasn't there to see it, for the cave-in had smashed lis cabin just the way you seo it, only not so bad, and buried him. He never waked up i this world, but the men who dug bhim out a | blades one sixte | alone. week or two after made a rich strike in the pocket, and paid for a handsome no tioe of him in liis homs paper in Missouri “Nobody ever sleeps around here now They say the water calls in a lonesome way, and loose rock from the ledge he worked at_so long slides down in the dead watches, and builds _ench night a little higher monument to him - NO LIMIT TO SPEED Octogenarian's New Time nihilator Described. Pittsburg Disputch: A veritable patri arch in physical characterisnes—with silvery white hair, and a marked with the deep lines graven by the tonches of more than four score winters John Dougherty, living in an upper An An- countenance room in a house just above Twenty-sec ond street, on Pern avenue, was a time worn link between the haleyon eanal and the stage conch days of half a century ago and the wonderful progress of the | present Back in the thirties John Dougherty was one of the principal promoters of the first extensive transportation com ny in_the state-the Portage road. Po-day his mind is wrapped up in an idea rapid transit—and the broodings of faney have brought forth a eurious in vention in the shape of a watercraft, which Mr. Dougherty is tirmly impressed solves the question of rapid transit as it las never been solved before. He has come here from his home in Mount Union for the purpose of building a boat i aceordanee with iis idea, and in a fow days work wiil be begun on it on the bank of the Allegheny at the foot of Twenty-second street, and he s per- suaded that when it is completed sixty or seventy-five miles an hour will be a speed casily attainable “Peonle in this era,” saud the elderly sage, ' cannot afford to waste time in travel. The intelligent minds are reach- ing out after systems of economy in everything, ‘The telegraph wire eairies the thought, the thinker, containing 50,000 feet of Tumber, net, with @ bearing surface of 165x22. 1t will have a eapacity of 180 tons to the cubie foot, and 45 tons will sink it three nd Lam striving to carry 1 am going to build a boat ', 45 tons inches. An engine, coal, deck and floor and 230 passengers will draw six_inches of water, and the faster the boat is run the less power will be requir The limit of speed will only be that of exhibited his a flat deck, and the gentleman working model. It ha is provided with six pairs of folding v:\lll”n~ underneath and’ two poles, and 18 asimple looking contrivane “1 am perfeetly well satisfied that when the boat is completed i sixty days’ time 1 wili be able to attain o speed of seventy-five miles an hour on the rivers hereabouts. As I said, the it of speed is only sufet IS EXPERIMENTS, “In 1884 T built a fat 12x40 feet. weigh: s twenty-two tons and drawing cigh- inches water, and much too_ heavy for the machinery nsed m propeliing it n it from Mount Union to the dam at wton Hamilton, ten miles, 1]..-u|n-|h-.| by steam power and pole propellers,and there exchanged these for folding pad dies hinged to wedges of wood, with four blades nine inches by three feet, ran on deep water amid wind and waves, Thes paddles were exchanged for four steel nth of an inch thick by three feet in length, immersed two and a half feet with three foot stroke and about fifty revolutions per minute. We ran ten miles up stream with a scow immersed cighteon inches and much too weighty for these light propellers making eight and a half iles per hour, thus successfully testing three several propel- lers, :ul;\\nml to water alternating from deep to shoal and to be used separately or in conneetion. “On shoul waters the pole propellers may be used, and on deep wate the foliing paddies and wedge or the wedge Light stecl propellers may glide over the water at any desirable” speed, and vessels earrying freight be driven rapidly through water. 1 migit state that on the Palsley al, i Scotland, hight iron fly-boats, weighing 1,700 pounds, earrying nincty passengers, and drawn | by two horses, run eight to ten miles an hour, the waste of power decreasimg as the speed increases, That is the case with my boat. I have been bouting from an early period, and believe 1 have reasoned out “the philosophy of rapid transit in that connection, and have come here to Pittsburg to put it into practice. “In 1836 T had ten 1ron portable canal boats built for the company in which 1 owned the controlling nterest, for use on the canal in this state, and in 1833 Prince de Joinville sent a draft of one of these and an eight-wheel railroad truck to France. I belieye that had we ntro- duced rapid water transit at an cavlier BEE: SUNDAY AUGUST 20, 1886~TWELVE PAGES. | lifeless forms, period it would have located centevs of | traftic on nav wble waters and delayed building railwiys in the states and terri tories distant from centers of industry Henceforth I am persuaded that free rivers will compete suceesstully with toll railways, and northern and’ southern products be cheaply and rapidly ex- 1d necess had to inexhanstible good that the almighty locks changed stores o from none “Meehan into shape al genius, I trust, will fasten 1 use a conception eradled in adversity and_dedicated to co-opera tion. My mvention is for the good of all, and “itis my purpose to turn it over to the people.” Mr. Dougherty is aceompanied by an assistant, and has his plans and mode in readiness to commenee work on the new boat us s0on as the lumber arrives. - The Pope's Daily R tine Life, London Daily News: The Pope, now 78 yeurs of age, leads a very regular life, and is in afaie condition of health, At 6 a.om. he celcbrates mass in his private chapel. At 7 he takes breakfast, consist- mg of chocolate and milk, with some times raw eggs beaten up. Tmmediately afterward e reccives the visits of his court, and Cardinal Jacobini reports what 'has occurred in the world, and gives him an account of the letters r ceived on Papal business. Besides these oflicial letters, others urrive in great numbers from all parts of the world, from priests, missionaries, monks, nd nuns, while others contain sums of money from penitents, and many are petitions tor a blessing, pecuniary or advice After these letters, in all languages, have been translated, and their contents briefly reported to the Pope, they are placed in the Fapal archives. Hundreds of telegrams also cach day, the Cpart asking for benediction in articulo mortis, which naturally often aches its destination after the pe is ly dead. For its tele graphic correspondence the Vati makes use of a numerical eypher greater partof the morning is passed in business. At 1 o’'clock the Pope dines, and after. ward retires to his private room uniil the heat of the day is pust At 6 p. m. he repairs to the Vatican garden, where his carrl awanits him t spot in this garden there been erected “an elegant rn style, and there the ns for some time, taking cof lately Klosque 1 _easte Pope ren fee and other refreshments, and sur rounded by his intimate friends. The conversation runs on the topics of the day, and on the articles concerning the Pope or Papal polities that appear in the Talian or foreign journals, Precisely at sunset the party breaks up. and the Pope returns to the palace, his physicians having advised him neyer to remain out of doors after ton ac sunset count of the malaria which prevails in the valley below Monte Mario At about 9 o’clock, after praying on his knees for half an hour, bus holiness retives o be | over INEZ. A True Story of the Sunny So: the Boundless West. th an Weritten for the Omaha Swnday e Twenty years ago, in the gathering shades of a coming southern night, a palatial Mhississippi river steamiboat swung from the Natenez whart and gave her sharp prow to the current of the might Father of Waters. As the swift vessel settled to her work, and the yellow foam of the Mississippi rolled high to mect the graceful dipof her guards, a gleam of white shot from the deck and was lost amid the gloom gathering upon the turbid waters. At once there clear and piercing above the rush of the arose, vessel, the swish of the current, the throb of the mighty engine, ana the mate's eruptive profanity, a worman's wild, de Then followed the swift t through i spairing shrick passage of a dark obje and a heavy plinge, The deck was crowded with passengers, and in an in stant all was confusion. In that instant, howeyer, & man sprang to the side of the vessel and a second heavy plunge was heard. And now, out of the babel of questions, answers and exclamations, came the knowledge that a babe had leaped from its mother’s avms into the stream; that the devoted mother had followed her child, and that a pas v was risking s life to save theirs A boat was promptly and eagerly ercd, the mighty engines lost their throb of power, and just keeping headway, the low fabrie “drifted with the current, while willing and sturdy arms urged the life- boat forward on its errand of anxious hope. Five, ten, fifteen minutes passed, to those on hoard the steamer like lngging years. ‘Then came from the surrounding darkness the ring of a joyous enecr, and then all was still again. After another anxious interval the silence was broken agan by the sound of returning oar strokes, and the passengers crowded the guards and the sides of the deck to eateh sht of the returning boat. Swiftly I, the boat dashed alongside, and m- the arms of her sturdy crew were passed two water-sonked and apparently Only two, and where was the third? Alas! the mother’s devotion had found for her a wate rrave. The gallant fellow who had perilea Ins life and the babe he had rescued were now the objects of the most anxious solici- tude. The habe soon revived, and slept the sleey of mnocence and infancy upon the bosom of a symvathizing matron. About the couch of the preserver. how- ever, the wing of the death-angel long hovered. The youth, for the noble fellow 1y twenty, possessed a strong wid it finally triumphed and constitutio the gallant ' life eame back again. Not, however, until the vessel reached New Orleans was the sufferer able wo leave his stateroom. The baby girl whose hfe he had given hack was “frequently brought to him, and the Jittle orphan soon wound herself about his he: trings. Al efforts to aseertain her parentaze com- pictely failed, The mother had bonrded the vessel at Natchez, just as she left the wharf, and her name was not on the pas- senger list. She brought no luggage of any kind. and_the lmen of the babe was unmarked. Unknown she had met her devoted death, snd unknown was the in heritance of her child. And so Eugene Barksdale resolved to be a father to the babe whose life he had And in- deed he atready loved her as his own Barksdale wis a young Mississippian who had served gallantly, though a mere youth, in Forrest's cavalry during the e civil At the “close of the struggle he | athered up the wreek of his fortune, and at the time of our open- ing seenc was on bis way to Texas, wl eve he had an uncle, the owner of vast catt'e herds, aad who Lad offered to see him fairly started in the eattle business. At New Orleans, Barksdale engaged anurse for his new charge, and the party em- barked for Galveston .\'hurll]_\ before leaving the Mississippi stenmboat, how ever, the stewardess had brought Bark: dale’ a thin golden chain, of exquisite and curious workmanship, to which was suspended a small Jocket of the same metal, On being opened, the locket dis: closed & magniticent heart-shaped ruby, above which, in the form of a crescent set with smail though brilliant dinmonds, apyeared the single Spanish word “Inez.” The jewel had been tound by one of the chambermaids beneatih the couch on which the babe had been brought back to life, and had probably stipped unnoticed from her neek during the attendant con fusion. Burksdale restored the heirloom to the bub, t, where it had last been d by 4 < hand, and it went with the little waif to the new home i the Texas cattle land, * * % A Sixteen years have passed, and the scene has changed from the broad savan- nas of southern Texas to the deep rolling basins of northwestern Wyoming. 1t is the far frontier cattle lind, aud as the setting sun lends u golden hue to the snow-capped peaks of the mighty Big Horn range, two riders come : wiftly over the browd and swelling uplands, Onei rl, in the first flush of a loyely woman od, and the other isa man of thirty five, bronzed, stalwar nd with light but certain bridle-hand, and the firm bat easy seat of the old Alryman, Inez, the waif of the Mississippi,” and Eugene Barksdale are again before the re In common with many of his fellow Texus cattlemen, Barksdale has t ferved his herds to the vich pastur the far northwest, and now one of Wyoming's cattle The raneh is a feiv miles abead, jist through yonder rocky gorge, and the cattle king and his princess are returning o n along vide the broad ranges, and amid the countless horns and hoofs of which Bugene Barksdale is master. Inez is a trae daugzhter of the south, The wurm blood mantles richly in the pale olive of her cheek, and the dark eyes ave fult of a Jight at onee passionate and gentle, Six months before, her school days over, she had assumed her position as mistress of Barksdale's Tuxurious Cheyenne home, and. was now on a visit to the vast pos- sessions of which she was the heiress Over some rough and broken ground the long, easy lope of the prairie horses slackened, and the animals suddenly 1 close to ench other, producing i singular efleet upon the viders, Into the dark eyes of Inez there cume an eager, wistful” look, aud half involuntarily her lithe figure bent toward her companion That companion’s features assumed an expression of stern repression, and with a stifled sigh he resolntely reined h's ani mal aside. No word was spoken, and tie long lope was soon resumed. As the riders reached the crest of a ridge over looking the mouth of the gorge beyeid which lay the ranch, thero came sharp and clear the sound of a pistol shot, then another, and then a perfeet fusilade rang out, accompanied by the savage oaths and_yells of a frontier conflict, Hastily bidding Iuez ride buck behind the jr) tecting crest of the ridge, Barksdale dashed down the slope for the battle scene. In the mouth of the gorze, purtly sheltered by a large rock, an old man, with flowing sitlyery haie and beard, was resisting with lion-like courage the on of mountain bun Land had Iunt slaught of half a score dits. I'wo of the attacking already fallen, and the life of the & old man was evidently to bo sold¢ and grimly. The marauders swarme forward, however, and the end was close at hand, when, his hot southern blood on fire with the old battle instinet, and with the deadly rush and swing ot Forrest's , riders, Barksdale burst upon their flank The sharp and continnous crack of his fatal revolver was the tirst intimation the bandits received of the presence of an other toe. Robher after robber weat down after a short and confused resistance, the before that practiced and steady aim, and ‘ bandits half their number leaving one | stretehcd on the bloody sward, broke and | fled. In the short meice, however, a ball | had_pierced Barksdale's breast, and as the last of the bandits disappeared in the gathering gloom, he veeled in his saddlo | and fell heavily to the earth. A< he did* | 0, Ahere came the sound of hurrying | hoofs, a wild shrick rent the air, and Tnez | Teaped from her horse and if herself | upon the apparent corpse of i to | whom she owed lier life and to wlhom she | hadgiven her heart, When Barksdale nest | opencd his eyos, they fell upon the fa | miliar surroundings “of his own room, within the walls of his ra honse He was strecehed upon his own bed, and | above him bent Ine Stending by the | bedside was the old man with the heard and hair of silver, who had maude so gal | Tant a tight, and who had been so gal lantly rescued, while gathered in the room were the cowboys ot range, | their usual reckless manner softened by concern and pity. A tleeting glanee, and | then eame again to Barksdale uncon seiousness. For weeks the gallant spirit hovered between life and death. The render and untiving nursig of the de voted Inez finally triumphed, and the life 0 precions to her was saved. With con valeseenee came to Barksdale the knowl ro that he was Joved, and from that time his heart beat with a new life Ihe understanding between the lovers wa complete. Barksdale knew diat the heart he had so wildly coveted was his, and Inez learned that the disparity of age and their singnlar relations to each cther had alone tied her lover's tongue. For- syth, the old man, had refused to leave the raneh until the fate of his prescrver was decided. Between him and Inez there had arisen a smgular foeling of mutual attraction. ‘Fhe heart of the old man went out toward the young girl, and she found herself looking up to him with a holy fecling of affection. One day, the day on which Barksdale left his couch for the first time, the old man and the maiden were by his side with words of love and hope. Suaddenly the eye of Barksdale rested upon o heart-shaned ving the old man wore upon his finge Something in the chasing of the golden surface startled him, and he asked tor a closer inspection. The old deeply and said hat ving, my dear fri man sighed nd, is really a locket, and within it is concealed the em blem of a life-time sorrow.”’ So saying he touched spring, and ved before the bewiidered and gaze of Inez and Bavksdale asplendid ruby, above which appeared ina crescent of brilliant diamonds the word “Inez’ in Spanish characters, there appe neredulous “My mother’s ruby and my moiher's name? wildly exclaimed Inez, while Barksdale raised his feeble form half upright as, ina voice hoarse with cmoj tion, he said “What ean this mean? ven, who are you, sirt our mother's name and your moth er's ruby,” repeated Forsyth, turning to the excited girl, who stood gazing on him and on the jewel with dilited eyes and pallid_checks. But recovering hersclf, Inez flew from the room, and 4 moment later returncd, bearing in her hand the fac simile of the jewel which luy im- bedded in the locket In the name of he “Inez was my wife,” eame in broken tones from the trembling hips of the old man. “Inez was my mother,” came the re Fand danghter we the sponse, and the t locked in each other's arms Through a torrent of joyous exclumi- tions and rapturous caresses came the explamation: In middie life, John For- svth, a wealthy Boston merchant, had married Inez de Castro, the daughter o one of his Havanna' correspondents. Forsyth had a winter resid, in Natchez © and he and_his_ wife and the baby Inez were oceupying it in the carly fall of 1866 Forsyth was ecalled north by imperativ business. Transacting this, he telegraphed to his wife that he would be hone on a cortain boat, and asking her to meet b m at the wharf. When the hoat reached Natchez his wife and ehilil did not mect him, and he hastened home to find tho uts could place desolate. Al the sery sefore the'r tell him was that the evening mistress had taken her buby and jeft the house, and had never returned.. She had said nothimg o any one as to where she was going, and the servants supposed she had merely gone fora walk. The desper husband and father” spent months and thousands of dollars in the search for his wife and ¢hild, but without success, and he finally was foreed to the conelusion that both were lost to him for Now it was plain that the unfortu- ever nate lady had mistaken both the day of her husband’s arrival and the name of the boat which was to bring him to he and had, through that mistake, found grave bencath the waters of the Missis Sppi. Since then Forsyth had led a wan- dering life, endeavoring to forget his sorrows. At the time of the bandit at- tack he was on his way to indulge in a solitary hunting expedition in the Big Horn mountains. He had the evening before stumbled on the eamp of the rob- bers m an isolated guleh, and, ignorant o their charncter, had pissed 'the night with them, and imprudently let them seo the large sum of money he hubitually earried n his wanderings. His tral way ken next morning, with the result al- ready known Three months afterwards, in the fair city of Cheyenne, surnamed “The Magic, thére was 4 quiet wedding hefore chancel fair raits, when the old man with the svery hair and beard gave his strangely recov- ered daughter mto the life-kecping of him to whose gallant heart and strong right arm they both owed their lives and their happiness WiLL Visscin se. upon utime The Fox and the Boston Transeript: One there was a Fox and a Goose between whom there was a Misunderstanding, Water. The Fox was mueh exercised beeause of the disagr able Habit which the Goose had of mak Noise like upon frequent also n Stream of a Snake Oceasions, which was very Aunoying to the Fox, whose Nerves were exce wsitive. It also aron i Envy in the breast of Reynard to sec the sailing about on the surfice of the witter, s though for the express pur of Irritating her four-footed N WHO Wils averse ta e kxercise Goose, on the other haad, complained that the Fox annoyed her very much by Darting at her whenever she approachod (oo his side of the Stream. The mutual Bick- erings went on for some time. Finally, the Fox addressed the Goose in this wis “Madam,” he said, *how foolish in us to live on such unfricndly Terms, when the Relations between s might b Amic ble. Draw near, I pray you—for my voice is not strong this woriing, and it is Diflicult for me to tatk so loud - and I will explain the Seheme which | huve to ‘Lhe Goose, Manners of side of being beguiled by ber former the Stream propose.’ the seductive Enemy, swiin to th where the Fox was wat In less time than it takes to tell it, a sudden Trans formation took place, Thereafter tl relations between the two Animals were entirely Amicable. But the Goose was in sitde of ‘the Fox Moral—Tlus Fable teaches that one should never show his hand at Draw Poker untl the Money is up; also, that in making Terms with anotier you should be sure thut he doesa't you unawares; also, No. 3, somehow remindea of the Goose when he hears some embloyers talk of the Amicable Relations wlnch et the Bulge on thut one is Fox and tho they would like to live ou with their help,