Pittston Gazette

              i Oldest Newsoauer in the Wyoming Valley. PITTSTON, LUZERNE CO., PA., FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 12, 1890. \ Weekly Local and Familv lounial. The Sweet Long Ago. There'* a mystic, gulden shore, Where the surges everrr ore Break in musk: on the strand, soft and low, And I hear the ceaseless hymn, I can see the headlands dim, Tb the golden shore of sweet long sgo. There are coun ties he pes and fears, There are shades of vanished years, Where the sounding surges sweep to and fro; "I reckon, gemmen, ez how yeh'd bettah bo gittin' up. It's nigh onto 'bout half past three," called up the old man. tor ninety days, will bo returned to-morrow to Camp Dick Robinson, where the sentence will be carried out." NYE REVIEWS A BOOK. in the front of the almanac, they were halted. stole a horse. He was arrested and tried and found guilty. Before he was sent to the penitentiary he got hold of a case knife, however, and with it he dug his way out. Taking a few whiffs of the fresh young morning he lit out for home. MORRILL ON THE TARIFF. ctutura- iDro4tictt were merely"nominal and of no account. To refute this prevaricating pretension it is only necessary to present the exact amount of the total products of agriculture imported from the British North American possessions for ten years, or from 1880 to 1889 inclusive, and the amount, as I have in a statement prepared at the treasury department, is 1192,383,271. "Where are you going?" asked Coleman Younger in a rich Union depot Howard and I were out of the loft at once, though it seemed to me that 1 had not been asleep ten minutes. We found the soles of our boots fastened on and our clothes comfortable and dry. We dressed, and when I told the old people that we had no money to reward them, both declared that they were ready to do "ton times moah foh de Yankees" if they could. Muoh of Howard Scott's bitterness against Frank Brent remained, but ho was too manly to permit oven a hated foe to die lgnomlniously for a crimo of which he knew him to be innocont. IIo did not require muoh urging to tfo with mo to General Holt. That gentleman greeted us cordially, heard our plea for Frank Brent, and at onoe took us to tha President and stated our case for as. HE WHITES OP THE BIOGRAPHY OF THE YOUNGER BROTHERS. voice. EXTRACTS FROM THE SPECCH OF "We are hunting for tho Youngers, who robbed the train on the Rock Island road," said the deputy, who had once empanel od a jury, but aside from that had never mixed up much with carnage. THE VERMONT SENATOR. They Were Very Fond of Their Fun and The next morning, while reading the paper, the old man espied Henry while he was yet a great way off, and knew him. Calling him in he had a large and arrogant gobbler killed for him, and while Henry ate this toothsome bird the old man telegraphed the sheriff and turned him over to the authorities, receiving therefor the reward not only of a perfectly limpid conscience, but eight hundred dollars ($800) in cash. Largely Given to Prayer—The Awful Tale of a Precipice—Something About The Pending Rill Designed to Give Em- ployment to a Larger Number of JLabor- There are buds and garlands fair. Bound with thread? of amb:r hair. On the golden shore of sweet long sgo. Prodigal Sons. "You were!" exclaimed Coleman Younger. "Well, d—n you, pray!" •rs—A. Large Free List—Protection for [Copyright by Edgar W. Nye.] the Farmer as Well as the Manufacturer. I confess that I do not know of an article that has received tariff protection for a series of years that is not now sold for a much less price than it was before it was protected. In the general reduction of the prices of manufactured goods the large amount of the American products and the great number of useful inventions to which American genius haa given birth are the potent factors of large reductions throughout the world. Chobbs:— The old woman gave us a basket containing cooked food, and then offered up a fervent prayer for our deliverance; and when we were ready to go the old man volunteered to guide us "'twile 'bout daylight." Unnecessary here to detail all that was done that day, but it can best bo explained by the dispatch I sent to Carrie and her mother at Nicholasville that afternoon i There has been recently placed in my hands for review a rectangular, liver colored brochure, issued for tho summer trade, which is a resume of the public services of the Younger brothers, who, as it will be remembered, were engaged for some years in soliciting donations of funds and goods for the use of persons in need, and who reside, when at home, mostly in Clay and Jackson counties, Mo. He was almost morbid on the subject of prayer, Coleman Younger. Ho did much harm, I think, by suggesting it at the most inopportune times, and showed great intolerance that way. The speech of Senator Morrill June 80 was a most pleasant relief from the time killing tirades of the Free-traders. It is full of facts and figures sustaining oux Protective policy and favoring the provisions of the pending bill. We extract as freely as our space will permit: Long ag}, sweet long ago, On the golden shore of swret long ago. Long agf, sweet long ago. On the golden shore of swret Ion* ago. "What do you mean?" asked the trembling wretch. There are Usees fi nd and sweet, Pressed by Hps no more to meet, There are sceptres, there are crowns, fallen "Howard Scott and I aro froo. Heed no alarming dispatchoa. The President has ordered that all the criminal charges against Frank Bront bo removed and his sentence set aside." So I say that parents who do their plain though painful duty by their children in that way are almost sure of a reward. The rest and food and our implicit confidence in our guide made us feel llko new men, and as we started off again wo felt that we could march without fatiguo for a month—that is, if our course lay in the direction of "liberty and God's land." "I mean you have just ten minutes by our large and choice assortment of watches to get ready for tho other world, and I don't want to send any man to the other world unprepared." low; THE ESCAPE FliOM LIBBY. - The bill now under consideration, in several instances, as conspicuously in that of tin, offers an increase of the duty, and for the purpose of giving employment to larger numbers of laboring men, for the purpose of keeping at home and paying out many millions of money which now is sent abroad to the neglect of our own natural resources, and which require no more days of actual work than an equal product requires in any foreign country. We have the tin ore, we have the iron, and we have the coal. Then why should we annually send abroad $28,000,000 in gold for tin? I have no idea that the increase of the duty will cause much, if any, increase in the cost of sheet tin, and feel assured that in no long time after it takes effect it will be much lower in price than it ever has been. Protection will serve, as in the case of Bessemer steel, to vastly cheapen the article. And the mem'rles of the past. All too fair and bright to last, lly our united efforts we got off the trousers and he was enabled to go on. I handed them to him after I emerged from the tunnel, and the last I saw of him, as Howard and I made our way south toward the canal, ho was putting his clothes to rights. With our pay and thirty days' leave of absence for each, iloward and I started for Kentucky, doing full justice to Throng the shores of sweet long sgo. Ob, the mystic gold-n shore. Where the surges evermore. The book is handsomely gotten up, though sold at twenty-five cents per volume, and breathes a spirit of kindliness and humanity which should teach us all a valuable lesson. I have read the He was always that way. He did not want to see a deputy sheriff die in a crude state. Ten minutes soon passed, and then tho men were blindfolded. They wero not far from the steep bluffs of tho Missouri, somo of which wero 800 feet high. The three men, with their eyes bandaged, were taken to a cliff and swung over it 6o that they caught by their hands. Below was a perpendicular wall. Belle* of Old Puritan Days. Antiquarians of Lawrence, Mass., are busily engaged ia examining two articles found a few days ago in the Merrimac river—a rusty musket and a silver watch that appear to have been resting on the v bottom of the river for a century or two. Half of the musket barrel is eaten up by rust, but the thick breech remains. The thin parts of the stock crumbled when brought to the air. The stock was broken at the grip, and a deep dent on the check piece shows that it Was broken by a blow. There is a cut nearly an inch deep on one •side, made by a narrow hatchet or wide chisel, which was driven into the walnut stock to that depth by a single blow, the splintered wood showing its force. The hammer, which holds a large flint in its clasp, is down, and there is no bullet in the barrel. Beside the musket lay a silver watch, to which was attached a long, heavy chain, both ends of which are fast in the ring, but some twelve inches above the fastening of one end of the chain had been cut nearly in two. As the chain is made of silver wire over one-eighth of an inch thick, it must have taken a heavy blow of a sharp instrument to cut it. The outside of the watch was once finely engraved, but on the side which lay uppermost the design cannot be made out, as the action of the water has nearly smoothed the plate. The under side shows the engraving perfectly. On the face of the hands, in small letters, is printed: "John Bowles, Horologer to his Majesty, 193 Threadneedle street, London." On the inside of the outer case ia er graved: "Presented to Joshua Armstrong on twenty-first birthday by his loving m«*' Prudence Armstrong, April 10,1C**' Whether these relics mark an accident or a tragedy ca known. They were found i famous stamping ground of tht Cor. Milwaukee Wisconsin. Break in music on the strand, as the flow All the pleasures of to day. One by one soon glide away, To th ? golden shore of sweet loy; ago. The necessity for "skrimagin" must have developed our guide's walking powers, for ho led us on at a pace that was surprising in a man of bis years. They Knew Him. "Success in life may depend somewhat on circumstances, but it depends more on the individual," said Mr. Skute, who is noted for his wealth and penurious habits. It was a starlight night with a keen frost in the air, but it was a royal change from the fetid atmosphere of the prison. We did not hurry, but walked leisurely to the east. Under the lamp at the corner of the prison I saw a guard standing, and I heard his cry: "One o'clock; post number ten and all's well!" "All's welll" echoed Howard as wo passed out of sight of the prison and mado our way toward the railroad, which wo had planned to follow for a mile or two and then mako for tho Chickahominy swamp, in which wa wero to remain in hiding for the day. Cbo tea Just as the day was broaking he knocked at tho door of a log-cabin on tho edge of a dense wood, and in response to a "who's dar?" in a woman's voice from within, he replied: H CLOSE 6OT.L II "Just so," said Billson, one of the millionaire's audience. "When I first came to this town I had half a crown. Now, what do you suppose I did with it?" "Unole Jake, an' ho hez two Yanks wid him." "Hold on a3 long as you can," Baid the eccentric robber, "and when you fall that will bo tho 6nd of you." "Good Lor'!" from within. "Yes, an' I wants Tom to keep 'enD *11 day, an' see 'em on to-night" "Tom aint har." "Whar's he?" "Oh, that's an easy one," said Billson. "Anybody who knows you, Skute, would know what you did with that hall crown." A ST0BY OF LOVE AND WAR With that tho helpless men were left, and above tho tumultuous beating of their own hearts they heard the clatter of retreating hoofs! Yon can dimly imagine tho horror of such a situation. The cold, glittering stars looked down upon them, but they saw them not. With bandaged eye3 and sinking hearts they clung to tho verge of life until their nerveless fingers one after another relaxed, and with n deep moan they fell to the bottom, a distance of nearly four feet! BY ALFRED & CALHOUN "Well, what did I do with it?" "Why, you've got it yet."—Chatter. "He's dono gone off skrimagin." "Wa'al, Liz, can't you hide 'em till dark an' giro 'em a place to sleep, fob dcjTC powabful tl'-ahd?" It appears, by adding to the free list of the importations for the last fiscal year the articles proposed to be placed upon the free list by the present bill, that just about one-half of our importations from foreign countries will be absolutely free from all customs duties—that is to say, the dutiable importations will be diminished from 1484,856,707 to $875,936,860, and will increase those of the free list to |365,494,537. No other government that relies upon revenue from imports for its support makes so large a sharenearly one-half—free to all the world. If the rate of duty covered the entire importations it would be an average duty of 27 per cent. MaVing go large an amount exempt from duty it becomes necessary to impose higher rates upon foreign articles of luxury and foreign fashions requiring skilled labor and consumed by those able to support the burden.Now and tben letters were received under flag of truce, and those were occasions never to be forgotten. Soon after reaching Libby I wrote a number of letters to my parents and friends and o*e to Carrie Brent in which I explained my situation. As our letters could not exceed a page in length, and were all read over by the prison authorities, I was in despair of hearing from Carrie, when to my great delight-and thw on the eve of our exodus from Libby—I received an answer from her. CHAPTER XIV. The lateness of the hour favored us. Beyond the prison we saw no guards, and excepting a drunken man in uniform who saluted us as wo passed, we saw no soldiers. Neither of us had boots lit for marching, but we paid no heed to this. Oncc on tho road leading to the North we quickencd or.r pare. Wo had gone about two miles when a fire in tho advanco caused us to change our oourse. We turned to the east, climbing over earthworks and passing scores of guns, now harmless as the birds that some day were to build their nests in them. Fanny (after ringing the door bell}- Just look at the dust on our shoes, EtheL I hate to go into Mrs. Maldilame's parlor looking so. Daring the Dry Season. "I'll try," said the voice from within. tIE EMBRACED HE AND CRIED LIKE A The door was opened, and closed aa soon as we entered. Our guide explained our mission, and when tha woman said that she "had mos' no thin' to eat in de house," he explained that we were provided with rations In a small way. This information took a load off Liz's mind—she was a middle-aged and a very black woman—for she oonsented to keep us, and after shaking hands and wishing us God speed, our old guide left as. CHILD. every meal on the way. We parted at Lexington and 1 went directly homo. After greeting my happy parents, I hurried over to the Widow Brent's, where my reception filled to overflowing tho cup of my joy. «» m Ethel—Just turn your head the othei way, Fanny. ROBBING INNOCENT PASSENGERS, entire book carefully because I did not desire to judge it unfairly. My attention was especially called to it because I had heard so much of the devout spirit manifested especially by Coleman Younger, both before and since his incarceration.As soon as they recovered they went homo with a feeling toward the Younger boys which almost amounted to resentment.Fanny (two seconds later)—Why-ee! Ethel Simpkins, where's all that dusi that was on your shoes? The next day Carrio and I drove to €&mp Diok Robinson, where wo found Frank in his old quarters. Poor fellow, he coughed incessantly and ho was wasted to a shadow. Ethel (whispering)—On my stockings. —Puck. The book is full of interest, and shows that tho James and Younger people regard themselves as more sinned against than sinning. They always excused themselves for killing people on the ground thdt society had not treated them well. They foolishly kept alive the old war sentiment, and instead of burying their sectional animosities they allowed their strong political likes and dislikes to warp their better judgment. Coaldn*t Escape. The part vital to my story I hero transcribe: Wo were in doubt as to the location of tho Chickahominy when to our great dolight we entered a dense growth of water willows and soon were on tho ice that coVcred tho swamp. 'i'L i ■ was vory trbacherous; again am.1 n it gave way undor us, letting us down to our arm pits and forcing U3 t » break long avenues beforo we could il ;:d a dry knoll or a log that would enable us to rise. And so we kept painfully on till the blessed sun rose up and v.\». mod our faces and our hearts. ' 'Have you boarded long at thisdiouse?" inquired the new boarder of the sour, dejected man sitting next to him. "About ten years." "I don't see how yon can stand it. Why haven't you left long ago?" From Liz we learned that the Confederate cavalry had been "gallopin' round right smart all day," and she further informed us that she had "heard es how de Yankees wuz seed down Harrison Landing way jes' afoah dak las' night." When I assured him that he was now on the footing of overy other prisoner of war, he embraced me and wept like a child. It is only fair that the world should know the truth about both the Youngers and the Jameses, and that while they were at times unconventional and almost rude they were really at heart refined and devout. Coleman Younjjjpr or Cole, as he was called by his publishers, who of course naturally feel most intimate with him, having no doubt often exchanged ideas with him as to methods of working that would be profitable without involving too much risk or brain fag, was the son of Henry Washington Younger, a native of Kentucky, who afterward moved to Jackson county, Mo. Mr. Younger, Sr., never did much, aside from becoming the father of the Younger brothers, that would serve to pass his name down in history. Having successfully done this he died suddenly by request of many citizens. The elder Younger, if such a term be proper, began to wield a lasting influence over his sons, however, before his death; for while Cole was at school he was quite rude, and sometimes fatally injured his playmates in thoughtless glee, and as a result of pure animal spirits which he carried almost constantly concealed about his person. As a result of this the teacher threatened to whip Coleman. The elder Younger then informed the little pallid tutor that if he did so he, the elder Younger, would whip the little pale teacher. Many boys with parents like that have grown up, gone into society, and at last put on the beautiful tennis suits worn so extensively at Sing Sing. Later on, growing heated over a discussion with the teacher regarding the question whether "pollena" was or was not the correct orthography of the style of overskirt then being largely worn in Clay county, the Younger brothen inserted the tutor in the river, head first, through a hole in the ice, and left him there in a most compromising position. This was the origin of the expression "getting a man in a hole" which has since come into popular favor, having been used by Undertaker Merritt this summer when Dr. McGonigal brought him the body of Annie Goodwin at 8 a. m. in his gig, and asked him to kindly bury it for him. "My Dkab Captain Watts: While all my sympathies in this cruel war are on the side of the Sunny South, still I must confess I am deeply pained to learn of the misfortune that has befallen you. For a bravo roan to bo deprived of his liberty is trying, no matter how kind his treatment: but as the Confederate authorities can not properly feed nor clothe their own bravo men in the field, it stands to reason that the prisoners of war in their hands must suffer dearly for life's necessities. Home, Feb. 4, 1864. Finding him in the mood to accept advioe, J spoke of his illness and the effect good nursing at homo would havo on him, and tho result was that ho consented to tako tho oath of allegiance. it We shared with Liz our snpply of cooked food, and then crept up into the loft and lay down on the blankets she had spread for us. We might have slept on for four and twenty hours had we not been aroused about the middle of the afternoon by tho tramping of horses, the familiar clatter of scabbards,and tho hoarse voices of men. I looked ont through the chinks and saw about a dozen Confederates, the leader of whom was talking to our frightened hostess. "No Other place to go." said the other dismally. "The landlady's my wife."— Chicago Tribune. „ John Younger was less dignified than Coleman. He was more apt to be mercurial, and also impulsive. One night in a barroom at Dallas he was feeling quite chipper under the influence of Texas vintages when ho proposed to shoot just near enough to brush the nose of an old gentleman who sat around the place. John mado a bet with another man that he could do so without shooting off tha nose. The bet was accepted, but greatly to the general regret, a regret which was also shared by the old man, John lost. High as our customs duties may appear to be they have not and will not shut out the foreign merchandise of nations where labor commands much lest wages than it does in America, nor will they shut out the fact that oui American people never obtained general merchandise at less cost. The ill natured denunciations poured out upon manufacturers by our oratorical Freetraders indicate that they prefer the prosperity of the foreign manufacturei llo was taken homo, but within tho year ho was sleeping In the old cemetery bc3ido his fathor. A Diplomatic Dodge. Willie—I can't come out, Dolph. Ma says I must stay in all the afternoon. An Ignorant Ghost. There is much to be said in favor practice of performing operas in tl guage in which the libretto was orij written. And in these days of pC companies the linguistic difficulties situation are by no means as serii they would have been, say, twenty ago. Still, in spite of the advance o cation, performances on these lines i altogether exempt from imperii when a large proportion of the artii obliged to employ a language othe their own, especially if that langui French. This fact was amusingly bi home to the audience on the occask Serformance of "Hamlet" at Coven. . en. D The gentleman who took the part of t" Ghost declaimed his lines with adequ: impressiveness and with the most prai worthy articulateness, but in such an c traordinary French accent that a certs section of the audience could with di culty restrain their hilarity. It was t true French of Stratford-atte-Bowe, or, borrow the latest journalistic equivale for that somewhat threadbare phrase, "S urday - to.- Monday-at - Boulogne Frencl One irreverent critic remarked on the d appearance of the Ghost that it was e dent that French was not the univcri language of the "majority." Bat t really funny thing abont the whole e sode was the fact that the representative the Ghost was a gentleman with a Fren name! The irony of operatic fate could: further go.—London Musical Times. Dolph—Why don't you sit in the chaii that squeaks and wiggles? She'll send you out quick enough then.—Munsey'e Weekly. CHAPTER XV. Tho foregoing is all of my story, unless, 1 might add, that when my leave expired I returnod to my regiment. I fought on till tho close of tho war, and then returned with a Colonel's commission and an empty sleeve. In anticipation of our escape, we had Stinted ourselves for days, so that we might have corn bread to eat on the way, for we did not expoct to find friends nor a good placo for foraging between the Chickahominy and Williamsburg or Fortress Monroe. Our wetting in the swamp soaked the hard, ocrn bread till it changed into oold mush; but we ate it with greed and sparingly."Tour mother has sent you through two boxes of provisions and clothing, and I have tried to show my esteem in the same way. Read all the books I send you, a Dible among the rest, and note tho marked passages. The set of chess are tho samo you and I so often played with in the happy past Who, Indeed? "I aint seed no Yanks, seed no nawthin," Liz protested again and again. With an indescribable sense of relief, I saw thi horseman ride away, and as soon as the sound of the tramping died out Howard and I left tho loft. I am marriod to Frank Brent's sister. It was agreed quiotly between my wife and myself that I should havo tho naming of the first ohild soon expocted, and 6he of the socond. "Tho first" chanced to bo twins. Thoy aro young men now; but often, as wo knelt over tho crib in which Joe Johnson and Sherman slept so quiotly, tears would well up from our full hearts, and, kissing oach other and tho babies, we would whisper: Whipper—Why, my dear fellah, it's as plain as day. Anybody of common sense can see into it, don't ye know? Snapper—Indeed! Who explained it to you?—Puck. to that of their own countrymen; and they would compel the latter to manufacture as cheaply as any foreigner, pa; no higher wages or abandon their business. The real purpose is finally to break down and degrade the present scale of wages of the American workingman throughout the United States. If our manufacturers were destroyed of course the importers and foreign manufacturers would prosper, thougb American citizens should have to quit their trades and learn to raise their own breadstuffs or starve. How much would farmers be benefited by a large increase of their products with no increase of consumers? Tho volume contains a good, full page picture of Jesse James taken after death. It is well worth the price of the book, and has been a source of great comfort to many people who survive him. "And now a3 to brother. He was reprieved by Mr. Lincoln for ninety days and sent to Johnston's Island up near Sandusky. I have been to see him three times, and each time he has seemed thinner and more worn. He is in tho hospital, and the doctors say he has consumption, but he refuses to believe this and says ho would bo himself In a week .if he were only back in the saddle. As the woman's husband, whom we hoped to have had for a guide, did not put in an appearance by dark, we thanked Liz for her kindness and started off again. It was pitch dark, with snow and sleet driving down from the north, but we had faith In that Providenoe who had so far guided us aright. Lore and Cards. We wrung outourolothes and tramped around on a little island so as to keep warm till they driod. With pieces of string, brought with us for the purpose, we fastened the flapping soles to our boots, and taking advantage of the daylight we made our way without another dripping to the eastern edge of the swamp. By moving constantly wo kept from freezing, and we wore alternately tho old overcoat Howard bad brought with him. The youth and maiden sat alone Upon the pebbled strand Beside the sea. and in his own It is doubtful if this country will evei again produce the same aggregation of highway robbing talent again. Mr. Gould, with his active little Western Union telegraph, did much to cut short the career of these men, and for this, if for nothing else, I feel for one like taking He held her lily hand. "IIow swoot a thing it is for brothers VD dwell together in pcace." He gazed into her sapphire eyes— '•I love you sweet;" he said; The maiden answered him with sighs [THE END.] And blushing hung her head. CHAPTER XVX He kissed the dimpled chin, «.ad said, "if I play cards to-night I know that I should win. He pressed the hand so soft and white. "I have recently seen our mutual Mend, General Boyle, and he is hard at work on a plan whereby yon can be exchanged for Frank. General Holt is interested in this matter, and as be has much influence, it will not surprise me to see you home any day. We found a road, whloh Lis direotod us to, and which she assured us "ran plum est foh 'bout ten mile." Along this we fairly ran, holding each other's hands to keep from stumbling. Where the road turned we left it, and, trusting to luck, took to the woods and fenceless fields. HOW ZULU WOMEN SEW. Their Needles Are Widely Different from Those Used In Civilised Countries. "You asked me why, you shall be told;" He pressed the fingers white; "I know I'd win because I hold A lovely hand to-night." —Boston Courier. As soon as it was dark, we moved on again, still keeping the north star to the left. About ten o'clock we saw a light ahead, and on a nearer approaoh Tho skill of tho Zulu of South Africa in sewing fur is a household word in Sonth Africa, and none of the other tribes can compete with them. The needle employed is widoly different from that used bj*tho American needlewoman. In tho first place, it has no eye: in tho second, it is like a skewer, pointod at one end and thick at the other. The Zulu woman is nover without ..them, and carries them in an elaborately-decorated sheath of raw hide. Tho tbroad is not of cotton, but is made of the sinews of various animals, tho best being mado from the sinews in the nock of a giraffo. It is stiff, inelastic, with a groat tendency to "kink" and tangle itself up with any thing noar it Before being used it is steeped in hot water until it is quite soft, and is then beaten betweon two smooth stones, which causes it to soparate into filaments, which can thus bo obtained of any strength and thicknoss. Thus, tho seamstress ha« a considerable amount of labor before sho commences with tho real work in band. This done, sho squats on tho ground (for no native stand* to work or do nny thing clso, who can possibly h~lp it) and, taking her needle, bores two holes in tho odges of tho rug or garment on which sho is working. Tho thread is then pushed through with tho butt of tho neodle, drawn tight, and two moro boles are mado with a like result, tho tkewoi progressing very slowly compared with an Amoriean necdlowoman, but fast enough for a country where timo is ol no value whatever. Tho skin upon which tho seamstress is working is damped with water before sho oommcnccs; and as tbo damp thread and hide dry out it brings tho work very closoly together. This is carefully attondod to, and tho work i.i not allowod to got dry until flnishod, whon the seamstress lays it flat upon tho ground, pulling it this way and that, and mixing and arranging tho hair for several hours, until, the skin being generally dry, it is Impossible to find tho Joint or hem with tho nakod eye when looking at tbo fur sido of tho garment Tho stitchos aro very small, and, whon dry, lie very fiat and a numbor of curious dosigns aro workod out in various skins, which, whon finished, look like the perfect skin of a single animal, which must have been tho Josoph of tho animal tribe, to judgo from tho colors in its coat I should imagino that an hour's work of a raodornsowing-machlno would bo about equal in bulk to tho work of two hundred Zulu women for tho samo but their work would bo done with a degree of efficacy no machine can over approach.—Ladies' Home Journal. The leverage that lifts tip Protection is not really the demand of the manufacturers, which might perhaps be disregarded, but it is that of their workmen, who must be paid the American rate of wages, or their employers must abandon their business. Even the Democratic national platform of 1883 declared that "our established domestic industries" were not to be endangered, and that the revision of the tariff should be done with "due allowance for the difference between the wages of American and foreign labor." This discussion thus far does not show that any Democratic senator has the slightest sympathy or regard for the doctrine set forth in their own platform, and yet the facts remain that there are such industries and such differences of wages. Wherever they see Protection they strike at it with a Free-trad* club. "I wish you and Frank, once you are free, would 'pair off,' as they do in Congress, and let othors finish up the war. I am sure all Eentuckians would agree to this plan, if thoy only knew how the hearts of mothers, wives, sisters and sweet-hearts are breaking at home. Our beautiful land seems changed into the valley of tbo shadow of death, for there is mourning in overy household, one day for a dead boy in gray, and another for a dead boy in blue. But the bullets that clay them do not stop on the battle-field, but wing their wayovee bijl and dale, nor rest till the; find io4gment in some woman's heart. Now and then we saw camp-fires to the right and left, bat.we avoided them, for we dared not run the risk of an investigation.Editor—Mr. Scribbler, I wish you would get up a little department headed "Children's Sayings," and fill it full of the brightest little mots you can pick up. A Difficult Task. CUifjt TKBwm/7Jmfj / //A: V Concerning M. Antolne. The training of M. Antoine, manager of ,he Theatre Libre in Paris, is of a high orier. He has perseveringly infused new life nto the characters presented by his artistes. Dne cannot fail to admire the courage of tf nan who by sheer force of will and his )wn innate resolve forms a company with iver varying elements and new comers, It was near daylight, and we must have traveled fully forty miles from our last stopping-plaee, when from the crest of what was a considerable elevation for that region we saw a camp-fire beneath us. It was so near that we oould see men in long overcoats grouped about the fire, with their rifles Btaoked within reach. Mr. Scribbler—Very sorry, sir, but my children are all away on a visit, and  "Then collect the bright things you hear said by other people's children." "I—I never hear other people's children say anything worth printing."— Good News. This seamed to be a reserve picket; poet. The men had built the fire among the branches of a large tree that had been uprooted by the wind. Keeping in, the shadow of the great mass of earth' ■till olinging to the roots, we made ourC way to the tree. and who drills them to a new play each week with no further promise to encourage their endeavor beyond that which their own intrinsic talent may be able to hew out for themselves as occasion offers. Thus M. Mevisto, perhaps the best actor on the list, went from the Theatre Libre, where he first became known, to the Porte St. Martin to take a leading part in Georges Ohnet's "Grande Marniere." He there made a good hit, after which he' modestly returned to the lesser stage of his former triumphs. When Paulin Menier broke his arm, and was unable to continue the famous part created by him half a century ago in the "Lyons Mail Coach," M. Mevisto was once more engaged at the Porte St. Martin, where he replaced the favorite and renowned old actor to the satisfaction of the management and the public.—Jane Hading's Paris Letter. "With an ever-keen memory of your goodness to me and mine, and praying night and day tor the dawn of peaco, believe me Your Friend, The tutor was pulled out by spectators finally, and he said then to those aboat him that if the Younger boys didn't do "different" they would come to a bad end, possibly several of such. Of Course He Was Sure. Stranger—I beg your pardon, sir. Citizen—'Well? Stranger—I am looking for a tenement in this locality, sir, and I want to ask you in confidence if you think that house yonder is situated perfectly healthy as to drainage, etc. I read this letter over and over, read it till I knew it by heart, read it till it separated at the folds, and then, sentimental youth that 1 was, I placed it over my heart and felt happier and better for having it tbero. "Cabbie Bbest." him by the hand and saying to him, "Jay, you are the foe of crime, and with your justly celebrated electrical appliances, penetrating even to the heart of the forest and the depths of the desert, you place the burning brand of Cain upon the brow of the fleeing felon, till every child even seems to read it, and the warning thus precedes the arrival of the criminal." NYE FAMILY DISCIPLINE. ' bbess db good loi.' "Stay here and 111 see if I can learn: who they are," said Howard, and before I could Btop bim he had left me. Cole Younger has become such an earnest, consistent Christian since his incarceration in tho penitentiary that his past ought not to be raked up here, except it be, perhaps, to show that he has had a great deal to overcome in trying to lead a Christian life in a penitentiary, where there are so many temptations to be frivolous and gay. There has been a glut of misinformation disseminated concerning the cause of low prices of farmers' products in the United States, concealing the fact that prices are depressed throughout the world, and some robust Free-trade partisans have been reckless enough to charge it to a Protective tariff, with the vain hope of concealing the obvious result of Free-trade, or of a revenue tariff, which could not fail to sink the prices of agricultural products to a lower deep, as the bitter experience of British farmers abundantly proves. The only possible remedy within reach of the American farmer is positive Protection against foreign competition, and such encouragement to other avocations as will increase the consumers of their products. In England the opinion of those competent to judge is that one-half to twothirds of the lands under cultivation are heavily mortgaged. discovered it to come from a cabift. Howard, whose feet were not so sore as mine, left me standing near a tumbleddown fence, and coming back after a few minutes he said: He crept along the trunk, but he had not gono far befope a stick broke under him. I saw the men seizing their rifles, and I heard the command: "Halt! Who goes there?" Citizen—Yes, sir, it is. I am sure of it. Stranger—Why are you so positive? Citizen—Because I am the owner of that tenement house.—Yankee Blade. The same mail brought Howard Scott • letter from Mollie Vernon, and he showed that the love of lovo is stronger than the love of liberty, by forgetting all about the tunnel, while, with moisture io his fine, brave eyes, be told me of the comfort this letter bad brought him. "The only people in the house are an old blaok man and his wife. Come on, old fellow." "Don't fire; I am a Yankee!" called out Howard, as he rose to his feet and advanced towards the fire. Money Talks. Some years ago there was a robbery on the Rock Island road, about fourteen miles east of Council Bluffs. Cole Younger ancl Jesse James planned to "throw" the east bound train at this point. It was in the drowsy dawn of a beautiful summer Sabbath that these now kindly and gentle natures pried up the rails and let the flying engine plow into the cut and wreck the train. It was the sunrise of that Sabbath morning when poor Rafferty, the engineer, with? ashy face and staring eyeballs turned toward the quiet sky, lay dead beneatn his engine. He lies in an unknown grave today because he foolishly tried to reverse his engine and save his train; whereas if he had been engaged in wrecking it people would have come for thousands of miles to see him and hear him tell how he found salvation and helped himself to it. Passenger (on far western railroad)— At what station is the dining car attached to this train? I took his arm, and wo adyanoed boldly and into the cabin. The author says: "The fate of the Younger brothers should be a terrible lesson to Jackson, Clay and Callaway counties. Had they—the Youngers—not been petted and practically encouraged, at least had they not been harbored and their sins condoned because they were once with Quantrell, they might have been stopped early enough in their career to have made respectable men in society, instead of being doomed to pass their Dlives in prison. Who are to blame for being willful and disobedient? Its parents and guardians. The same is true of the outlaws. When the Youngers or Jameses were charged with a bank robbery, Clay county rose indignantly to denounce the charge, or declare that the robbers and murderers were being persecuted because they had been under Quantrell's black flag. Thus encouraged they went on from bad to worse, robbing, plundering and killing, while many of the residents of Clay, Jackson and Callaway counties shielded them and declared they were persecuted for political reasons." "We belong to the Twenty-First Virginia, and are out searching for you fellows." This I heard in response to Howard's question. My first impulse was to run, but with a flush at tho meanness of the thought of deserting my gallant young friend, I walked up to the fire, and was greeted with a cheer and a roar of laughter. "Bless de good Lor'!" called the old man and his wife, as with raised hands and open mouths they stood watching us. Conductor—We 4on?t have dining cars on this line. We will stop at Muggs* Crossing for lunch. Colored XJght for Fop. At length the day came, or rather the night, when there were two openings to the tunnel, the new one being inside the high board fence across the way. The time had come when the pledge of secrecy could be removed from the workers and they wort] free to tell their friends that they had opened up a way ''.hat might lead to liberty. It is suggested that the loss of ligttt from electric lamps in a fog, as compared with the yellow gas light, is owing to the blueness of the fog or mist, the electric light merely intensifying the blueness, while the gas still pierces the gloom. The attention of lighthouse authorities has been called to the greatly increased lighting power, and this of a yellow character, obtained by the introduction of hydro-carbon vapor in the arc by the use of specially prepared lamp carbons, and the series of tests which has been proposed with different lights surrounded by different colored transparent films and under varying conditions of atmosphere should lead to valuable results. If the blue electric lights were changed from blue to yellow before leaving the lighthouse, or, better still, varied in color according to the state of the atr ' 'What do they have for lunch usually?" "Wo are Yankees, uncle; wo are escaping from Libby prison, and you must help us," said Howard, as ho closed the door behind him. "Well, you can get a sandwich, or a cup of coffee, or even a piece of pie—all depends on how much money you're got."—Good News. "Good Lor', honey, yeh's in a heap sight ov danjah!" said the old woman, "foh de Confed sojers hez been a skrimagin' round har all day foh yeh." "I am sorry you didn't make it, gentlemen," said Lieutenant Brown, the officer in command of the post. Cause of His Grief. By ten o'clock of the night of tho escape, every prisoner in Libby knew of the tunnel and was eagor to go through it Ho made us sit by the fire and ono of his men brought us some bread and bacon, but our appetites were gone. During tbo hour preceding daylight Howard Soott's pale face took on the. age of many years, but the light in the fine, brave eyes did not fllckor for an instantLady (to small boy, who is crying)— What is the matter, my little man? Farm labor, except in the time of harvesting, receives the lowest wages of any land of labor ia Europe, where they bring out even the women and children to bronze their faces and legs in the heat of the summer sun, and their lands, descending from feudal times, are often held in large estates. There is no doubt that the value has been diminishing, and that much of the landed estates is encumbered by mortgages. Lord Salisbury ha* said more than once that the condition of the fanqers In Great Britain is "deplorable," and while the friends of Protection there and of "Free-trade" are asserting that it is Free-trade which has overwhelmed them with ruin. "But you can give us something to eat and let us rest for awhile?" Boy—We were playing ball, and I broke that pane of glass over there. Lady—Well, I guess the lady will not care much about it. Howard and I decided to keep close together, so we held each other's hands that we might not bo parted by the crowd we found about the opening in the hearth at ten o'elock. If theso men had moved with the order of soldiers, five hundred, Instead of one hundred and fifty, might have gone through; but, as it was, they Jostled about the opening, pulling men out who were half in, and shouting and swearing like so many mad men. "We'll do do bos' wo kin, mars', but dar ain't much left at ween de t tro sides. But praise de Lor', my olo man's a skrimager hissef, an' he has de knack of fiudin' out if dar's any thing lef round about," said the old woman, as she stirred up the fire and brought out her pans. Boy—'Taint that; the ball went through and she won't give it back.—Boston Herald.With the first light of day our guards formed about us; wo wore faced towards tho west, and the return march to Libby began. Now we realized, for the first time, how cold and weak wo were, and how swollon and blistered wore our foot Tho boys now had the train to themselves. They began to feel in the pockets of comparative strangers, and get the time of day from people with whom they could have had but a slight acquaintance. Sometimes a lady who had never been robbed at all before, and who had not read the etiquette of the thing, would thoughtlessly shriek, but before she could apologize Mr. Younger, who it is said carried a Bible with him through all his She Wanted the Genuine. mosphere, the light would be seen at a much greater distance than gas on a foggy night.—Exchange. "Now, this work of art, madam," remarked the dealer, "is a replica of the famous picture in the Corcoran gallery at Washington." "Me an' my ole woman, wo ain't a (Twine to starvo so long's dar's any thing lcf to eonfunscato 'tween har an* Mars' Davis' house in Richmond," chuckled the old man, and he at once became busy helping his wife. Upton's Indian Plantation. We climbed tho slope from which we had first seen the camp-fire, and on the instant, with cries of surprise and alarm, our guards broke away from us and fled through the wood. All this may be true, but it is of little use, I find, to appeal to tho moral nature of a county. It is a thankless task. You may talk to a county and appeal to its better nature till you are black in the face and it will not even feel ashamed of itself. It is a good deal so with congress. I have done much to prevent congress from bringing my gray hairs with sorrow to the grave, but what has been the result? Members have gone on pairing with each other in a brain sapping way, while as a body I can truthfully say that congress never even went away by itself for a single moment to consider what I have said. "Well,"' replied Mrs. Taudree, eying the picture critically, "if you'll guarantee that it's a genuine replica 111 take it."—Chicago Inter-Ocean. The Times, of Ceylon; Ceylon Independent and Ceylon Observer contain graphic descriptions of the interest excited in the island by the visit of Mr. Lipton, of tea and bacon fame, and especially as to the extent of bis purchases. Among other estates bought by him is the well known Haputale group, the most. valuable both for tea and coffee of any in the country, £130,000 having been previously refused. It may be mentioned that the Dambetenne estate alone, which is included in the Haputale group, and which covers over 2,300 acres, cost £80,000 cash. The estate of Pooprassi, in Pussellawa, had also been bought by Mr. Lipton from the Chartered Mercantile Bank of India, China and London. This estate contains over 000 acres In tea and coffee. Altogether, on the various estates owned by Mr. Lipton over 3,000 coolies are employed. Negotiations ore going on for the purchase of several other estates. If it were not for the customary noise in the Upper Potomac room, tho guards must have noticed the hubbub near the chimney. For fully twerhours Howard and I waited, still holding each other's hands. At length a shrewd tunneller. near us raised the ory: "The guards! the guards!" and on tho instant, the crowd about the opening surged away and rushed up the stairs. The space about the hearth was cleared and our chance had oome. I dropped into the oellar first, closely followed by the Lieutenant. We needed no guide to lead us to the opening, and as soon as found it we plunged in, I again in the advance.In proof of his success as a "skrimager" we were soon sitting down to such a feast of pones and bacon as would have dolighted the heart of Vitellus himself —that is, if he had been blessed with our appetites. Since that day, at home and abroad, I have partaken of banquets where all earth'* luxuries, prepared by artistic cooks, were spread before me In profusion; but I never enjoyed them as I did that delicious" meal provided by the kind-hearted negress in that humbis hut. The London Financial Times, referring to the report of the royal commission on the state of British agriculture, says: •Forward! Trot! Gallop! Charge!" Like a buglo blast we heard the familiar oom- Aana in our front. Dazed and trembling wo sought the shelter of a tree and clung to each others' hands. A Chip Off the Old Block. Maj. Crust—So you refuse me, Miss Fondant? train robbing career, and always had a good voice for exhortation, said: "Sit down, damn Vou! Keep still or you'll go to hell I" These are the words testified to by.those present. Mr. Younger always read one of the Psalms just be- lle—Give mo a kiss. Almoit a Hint. "On every page there was proof from all classes of witnesses connected with the cultivation of the land of falling rents, of the rapidly diminishing produce raised on English 'farms, and an enormous acreage for which no tenants could be found on any terms, and which was either taken into the landlord's hands or thrown out of cultivation altogether. Farms which a few vears ago were in thC» highest state of cultivation are given up to weeds, and the homesteads, once the pride of the country side, are falling in almost every county into ruins. The commission had no difficulty whatever in finding a satisfactory explanation for this disastrous condition of things. It was only the inevitable result of our system of Free-trade." She—You should bo ashamed of your self. Miss F.—I am very sorry, Maj. Crust, but your son has just proposed to me, and I accepted him. Wo hoard tho quick pounding of hoofs, tho clinking of scabbards, the hoarse, deep ohoer that followed the order "Charge!" Then gleaming sabres flashed before our eyes, and horsemen in blue ■warmed about us. "Ashamed of what?" Maj. C.—Good gracious! You don't mean to say the boy has been such an ass!—London Tit-Bits. "Of asking for a kiss when you have such a chanco to tako one."—Texas Sittings.  fore robbing a train, and one 61 ills prayers, it is said, would have sounded well even in the house of representatives. '♦Friends! Friends! Thank God!" Law and Philosophy. Wo ate till we were ashamed of ourselves, and frankly said so, our tin plate were kept piled up till we wore satisfied, till, for tho first time, the hunger, that had been gnawing at our vitals for months, was appeased. Hut this did not exhaust tho hoBpitality of theso good people, for a supply was cooked "foh to to to off" with us when we left. My arms were about Howard's neck and I was kissing him and crying with the weakness of an emotional woman, for the terriblo strain was over. "Articles sent to editors should be sent flat." Many of them are. After the Rock Island train robbery the Youngers and Jameses scattered in order to avoid detection. Each took a peach basket full of gold watches, so that he would know what time it was, and started off in different directions. Curiously enough, four of them came together, viz.,Cole, Jim and John Younger and Moore. Quest—Why don't you put a stop to that fast driving on your streets? Returning again to tho subject of a tacit endowment of lawlessness on the part of communities or parents, I must say that they aro the parties who suffer at last. Willful blindness to tho defects and misdemeanors of a child especially brings it3 sorrowful reward to tho parent at l:iat, whilo careful and wholesome discipline aro sure to pay the painstaking parent ia tho end. About the middle of the tunnel wo had run on a sharp bowlder that foroed a slight deflection northward; here, as I groped my way through, I came upon a man stuok hard and fast It proved to be an Austrian Count, Lieutenant von jRlodt, of the Amy of the Potomac, and a splendid offlocr. He had come over to Ibee the war, and he spoke but llulo English, and this little vanished in the funnel, but fortunately I knew soma German. ' "Posh ahead!" I said, prodding at him as I was being prodded myself. , "Gott in Himmell I can't. I'm fast!" be replied In German. \ "Your clothes?" ( "Yea, my breeehee." ••Blip them oft Mi 111 carry them out lot sou." I aai&t  She Believed Her. Hostess—Because the kind of people who indulge in fast driving are just the sort we like to 6ee pass by and get out of sight as quickly as possible.—New York Weekly. It was General Butler who, hearing of the cscape, had sent these men to our rescue. It would take a volume to record the kindness of our friends from the time of the roscuo till wo entered Fortress Monroo and extnianged our vermin-oovered rags for docent garments.First Landlady—You say you ar» making money keeping boarders? Why, there isn't anything in mine. Barnard Conn, a New Hampshire fanner's man, was scared almost into convulsions'while listening to a phonograph in Dover this week, and explained when he came to that he recognized the voice of a man he had stuck in a "hoss" trade. Conn, science makes cowards of us all. Second Landlady—They uo look empty.—Detroit Freo Press. The Beawn for It. It did not take much urging on the old taau'6 part to induce us to sleep for a few hours on tho b J ho had prepared in the sooty loft of tho cabin. The four outlaws had halted in a thick grove of trees to rest their horses, swap watches, and pray, when late In the afternoon two deputy sheriffs and a constable who were looking for the train robbers suddenly came upon them. In an instant Cole Younger took In the situation, and revolvers were drawn and leveled on the officers, says the narrator, while with terrible threats and oaths, indicating that if they did not hold their hands as high as possible thev would, almost ftt once, look like the John—What a wrinkled face you have, Jack, and you haven't turned thirty yet. Jack—Yes. It is due to the fact that I do a great deal of thinking. By the way, what a remarkably smooth face you have.—Yankee Blade. Not the Suit lie Meant. Sweetam—She smiled on my suit, Robbins, old boy. j I one j kao.v a dark hairjd lad whom I will call Henry E icariot. He was a bright boy, of a littlo more than my own age. His father was severe with him, and many a time an 1 oft as I went in swimming v.'.i.i Henry I have seen parental welts on him as wide and cerulean as the back of a bluefish. Speaking at Oxford on Nov. 24,1887, Lord Salisbury, the prime minister, said: "There is one subject so deeply hateful that I hardly like to touch it, precisely because I do not at present see any oomplete and sufficient remedy which I can offer to the evils which I see before ma The state of agriculture is simply deplorable."The day we reachod Washington I read the following dispatch in a morning paper: Ecclesiastical "My ole woman, she'll dry yer clothe*, an' I'll fix yer boots ez well es I kin, an' ef dar's any danjah, wich I ain't a-lookia foh at dis time ob night, I'lt let yeh know," said the old man. Robbins—Well, I think she might. The wonder is she didn't go into hysterica-—Boston Her all. Said the in his quiet way la giving out the notices: "If there had been as many men as women at the last prayex meeting the attendance would ha*4 M| D about seventyg if then had been only si many women as men the attendance would have been about a dam." It was ytmaA •Miy for him to add MOT  QjmpfsatinuaUC^ "Sjutdusky, O., February 1#, 1864. "Captain Frank Brent, the Confederate Partisan Ranger, who was condemned to death laat November for the wanton murder of John Harming, a respected Union eitisen of Perryrille, &7tD •£& waa_respite4 by ffine, Inconsiderate. Jut for a Change. Umpire—Come in! Scaggsey—Wha' fart Umpire — You're oat — Lawrence "Did yon know, darling, that this was my birthday?" "Now, there you had to go and remind me of it when I had to beautifully forgotten it."—flieaaada BUetts& With this assurance, we took off our boots and outer clothing and climbed into the loft, where we were toon fast Henry used to steal movable things from my desk at school and barter them to others. He grew nmi?YriJ ""1 It has been seriously contended by our Itafi-tado friends that datittJUDoajMKfc