Pittston Gazette

              if WTABLISIIRWisSO. t von. xnili. no. m. « i Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming Valley. 1'ITTSTOX, LCZERXE CO., PA., FRIDAY. OCTOBER 28, 18C»2. • A Weekly Local and Family Journal D *1.50 1»ER ANNUM I IN ADV.VM K, A FAIR be in with Lieut. Barron's picket and make her own report." was a great* it resnlttess, victory, lDut one bought by the blood of many a gal- words, the sick man obeyed, closed his I eyes, and, with a sigh of infinite con- ! tent, yielded to the drug and slept j NYE'S NEW COLUMBUS The senate fooled along from day toi day with this matter, tabling it, referring it, postponing it. reporting adversely and recommitting it to other committees till Columbus got weary and went to John II, who treated him the same way, only worse, inviting friends in on Columbus days to hear this great original "rainbow chaser" go on about what he Could do if he could only get money enough to discover America. look up. flo was sonnd asleep. She did hot awaken hint, pefceiving that this time he had taken the sleep medicine for the appetite medicine. "I)id you bring her to 'the Ferry"?" "No, sir; I think her escape was lant fellow GOSSIP AM) SLANDER. hiS END. Blockade Breaker. And soon in its train—as in that of many another of theseindecisive killings —came sequela', sad enough to dim the priory of victory—to shadow, as with a pall, those stricken homes whose prop or 'larlinirhad been wielded as its Dricel again SHORT HISTORY OF THE GREAT DISCOVERER BY A FAITHFUL PEN. rhe Indians had worried him; the Japanese had buried him: the southern mule had curried him. but under this he thrived. planned by—' Then, still not turning her face, the wondering woman whispered: DOES THE RESPONSIBILITY LIE WITH "That will do. Wait." the general broke in abruptly. lie opened the packet. smoothed ortt the paper, and read rapidly, his lips moving in accompaniment to the words. The sheet was closely written, with many Ggures and occasional rough maps. Finishing the scroll, he sat silent and still, his head resting on his hand and his lips still moving soundlessly, for several minutes. Suddenly he looked up. a quaint Sflram in his blue eyes, fixed on the scout, as he asked: MEN OR WOMEN? With staring eyes he sprang from the chair about noon, and laughing when he saw his wife smiling, he threw both bottles as far as he could into a five acre field of clover.—Youth's Companion. 'What doe* it all mean?" Taking her hand, with all the deference of the cavalier. Stuart led Miss Clay to the open room adjoining. There his story was briefly told. The dispatch Evan brought across had saved a fatal surprise. Before the dawn of battle morning, as the confederates lay in ri Hep its, waiting the attack, firing was heard in front. Soon Fitzhugh raced in, closely followed by federal troopers. That day he was in the very forefront of the fight. When the enemy broke, Charlton's troop was first to mount, in close pursuit; a rally, and they broke in turn, leaving their ca]D- tain hemmed by hostile sabers. Like The cannibals had pickled him. had bound him and had tickled him: a silver man had nicklcd him, and yet he still survived. ' nme Account of tlie Way He Started Out in l.ife noil Began to Have Hi* Picture Taken, Beside* Thinking About Diacor- Opinions That DiCTor on the Subject—A BY T. C. DE LEON. First rumors, then otiicial telegrams, told eager-watching crowds the names of killed and wounded. Then dingy ambulance trains rumbled in. bearing the bandaged, writhing forms of the worse wounded to the hospitals. And finally Carolyn Clay, sitting by the bed of her convalescent darling, was surprised by a visit from Lieut. Faurtic- Cliargo Men's Clubs—They Are A tariff crank had heated him; a Brooklyn man had treated him, and poker had depicted him and swept away his piie. ering America. Hotbeds of Kcamlul—Rut Disappointed Copyright, lflUl. hy J. B. Lippincott CC*.. and published liy special arrangement. (Copyright, 1903, by Edgar W. Nye.] Let us pass over this sad era in the life of Columbus. It is too pathetic to discuss. He was on his oars, as Tascarelli said at the time, and earning nothing. He was well fitted for the position to which he aspired, but there was so little demand then for discoverers that lie was well nigh discouraged. This should teach us that we must fit ourselves for something for which there is a demand. Women Are Worst of Ail, They had a half dozen or more kinds of soup at the hotel, and the guest, an experienced hotel food sampler, looked over the menu. Not in the Soup. The great demand for more and more Columbus literature has brought out many new facts regarding the great discoverer. and yet many inquiries are received at this office every day regarding the jiersonal history of Colnmbns, his education, etc,, notwithstanding the fact that every newspaper and magazine for the past sig months has ransacked the Old and New Worlds for data regarding him. Who is responsible for the scandal, the slander t hat is abrond in the world? Mau says it is woman, and woman stands wiiii accusing finger pointed at man. A young girl came to me the other day and said, "I've made a fool of myself!" I politely tried to look surprised, though I wasn't. "Yes," she continued, "I have; and I'm sc mad with m7self that I could bite my tongue out and use my head for a football. Why? Th's is why. The other evening two gentlemen called to see me. Oafe was a friend I had known from childhood, a great, splendid, whole hearted fellow that brings an atmosphere of cheeriness and perpetual good nature with hiin. He if always so courteous, so considerate, so ap preciativejind so complimentary that it is a pleasure to h4vjn his company. "The (ithv- •gentle mi an was a man of g-ent, intellect. Whose desire to meet me i*.- wKh a sense of elation. 1 was walking on air. 'We talked of all sorts of subjects, and I felt that I never had spent a more delightful evening of its kind in my life. 'But dear me—just before its close something happened," and the young girl looked so lugubrious that noth ing would havD surprised me. "You see," continued she "we had talked about peo pie and things. At last the name of a cer tain woman was mentioned. The person enjoys consideiable prominence. One of the gentlemen said, 'Do you know her?' '1 know who *he is.' 'Did you never meet her—she is so charming a conversationalist I am sure you would like her.' 'Yes,' I replied, and there must have been something in my manner which challenged a question, for immediately it came. 'What Clo you know about her? You evidently do not approve of herV " Cl cyclone swift had tilted him; a Boston girl liaCi wilted him: a Hartford girl bad jilted htm. yet only made bim smile. [CONTINUED.] ■CHAPTER XV. THE DESERTER'S REWARD. But when one night he marched within a nightshirt that was arched within because ft was so starched within, ho tried to c&tch his breath. "Bring me some chicken soup," he said to the waiter. ! , Its precious freight of medicines and stores removed, Pete hauled his boat ashore and led the way through crisp grass and frozen brush. None spoke— the negro taciturn by nature, Evan, for once, thooghtful from his grave mission to headquarters, and Carolyn Clay—the light of new life shining on her face— keeping her firm, elastic tread easily up to that of the men. -Had any breakfast?'' 'Coffee, sir." It was brought and he sent it away after tasting it. roy, brilliant in n beyond his wont. .v braiding, but s But when he rolled around in it. his curses made no sound in it. Next day the man was found in it. He'd kicked himself to death. —Clothier and Furnisher. P.eport at the scouts' mess for din lie was bearer of dir.pate! Oen. Stuart, and of a brief note t D Miss Clay, tell in# her that he sent a badly- from "Bring me beef soup," he commanded. It was brought, tasted and sent away, and so on with all of them. cor Cnrier arrest, sir?" The devil: N'o. sir It is true that the glory of discovering a world is something, but it comes too late to be used as collateral at the bank. To have a large variety of attention four hundred years afterward is a good thing—better than to be forgotten—but it does not surround the children with all wool underwear at the time. fnr duty! thun lightning Fitzhugh cut his way to Charlton. just as ho fell pinioned by his horse. Then Evan reached the pair, fighting on foot, just as Fitzhugh fell. The boy sprang from saddle, threw the wounded man across his horse, and brought him safely in, under a very hail of lead. wounded man for her especial care 11-' was at Mrs. Clement's, near by, the boy said. It may not be out of place, therefore, to summarize regarding the great navigator for the benefit of those who have no time to read voluminous biographies, but who are in search of something terse, yet t tortworthy. "Bring me some water soup," he requested finally. One daj', said a member of congress to the crowd of listeners. 1 was away off in one of the back counties of my district, repairing fences and doing some missionary work incidental to the campaign, when I saw a woman sitting on the roadside watching a man splitting rails a hundred feet farther up the hill. "Good morning," 1 said, stopping my horse. What lie Did. //// "What kind of soup is that, sir:" asked the startled waiter. "Whois he, Evan?" she asked, promptly taking her wraps. "Of course I will do all I can for the poor fellow: but do I know him?" As they struck1 the rise to the near plateau its long level was jast touched with rays of the rising1 sun, and a mile beyond they reached a cavalry picket. The men were sitting close about a roaring blaz# or sleeping soundly frozen ground,wrapped head and heel in their blankets, like so many mummies laid foot foremost to the heat to thaw the cold of centuries out of them. For the country was clear of any enemy for many a mile, and no fear of a movement came in such weather as this. "It's the kind I want," explained the guest, "if it is made as the others are. There's no chicken in your chicken soup, no beef in your beef soup, no vegetables in your vegetable Soup, no beans in your bean soup, and, o.C tiy» same principle, I suppose there's no water in your water soup. Do you understand?"' "I cannot say." replied the new lieutenant, with serious face. "The general only bade me see yon at once and ask nurse him—if he live long enough." Colnmbns was the eldest son of Dominico Colomlto and Snzanna Fontanarossa, and he was born, it is though*. In Indignant at Portugal, and left a widower at an early age with one son and no money whatever, this sorrowful advance agent of freedom and. pros}Derity— this sad eyed prophet of happy and well protected industry—dropped down hopelessly in the Franciscan Convent of St. Mary's of Rabida, in Andalusia, worn and weary, sorrowful and despondent. The prior, who was leading a very busy life alwolving Ferdinand and Isabella twice a week, took Columbus to these monarchs and also put him tip at the club for two weeks. As she heard this terse recital, the woman's brain reeled: but will coerced it to calm a).its pJose, and she gasped: "But—all this for—anpyf" counters sits fob his portrait, 15, at Genoa, He die4 Hay SO, 150( To the comfortable bed in the oldfashioned home Carolyn Clay softly stole, as the surgeons, ' grave-faced, turned away from probing the wound. It was a serious one through the breast: and the patient had fainted from exhaustion."Yes—for mint!" Stuart's eyes, glinting as he recounted the fray, softened to tenderness, as did his tone. "Peyton Fitzhugh, my life-long friend, was sent abroad at my request on a delicate mission. Fie icould not stay. Service here —secret as desperate in peril—was needed; and that grand fellow yonder risked a halter hourly—bore obloquy and insult from both sides—to serve the cause." She returned the salutation, and the man kept on with his work. A few moments later the landlord came in and beard a few incongruous remarks on the subject of soups and their constituent elements.—Detroit Free Press. "Stranger in these parts?" Bhe inquired after I had made a few inquiries as to health, crops and other matters of interest to a man when he is a candidate.Surprise, quick query and rapid explanation over. Evan turned to the lieutenant in command: Not u QucfitlCin of Ase. "Partly," 1 replied; "I live in one of Gently, with the calm swiftness of experience in scenes of suffering, the girl wet a cloth with powerful restorative, and moved to lay it on the sick man's brow. o* A. f y , | r - - I ■' - ' & iV W utiEy*- i •■ m jfe tho lower counties." "Are Von a drummer?" she asked. '' I laughed. "Do I look like one?" I asked. "No, not egzactly: more like a ° preacher." "I most get to headquarters the first moment possible, Mr. Barron. And I would ask the best horse you can spare." Columbus spoke about how well the queen's dress was draped, and admired it so much that he was asked to come and drive with them 011 Friday and meet a well known English author, who was in town over night with a view to writing a book on it. "Cut your order? That scar?" '•Bad's the best, so far as speed  in this stage of forage," the officer answered. "But yon can take mine, if he'll stand a rider with that marvelous costume. My relief comes soon after sunrise, Miss Clay, and I can carry you in then." Then her own face grew pale as his, and sudden dizziness mounted to her brain; for there, white and calm as marble beneath her hand—and full as cold—were the chiselcd features of Peyton Fitzliugh. the blue lids closed over the well-remembered eyes, that scar upon his forehead gleaming red beneath the soft black hair. "Secrecy made the order imperative. Thrice I begged him to return, explain and accept a troop. lie refused, until I 'found a better man' to replace him there. That scar was made by my pistol—mistaking him on a lonely nightride. when deemed far away." "But I'm not," and I laughed again. "I know it," she said confidently. "How?" " GO OX. SIR," Tm:VDEP.EID THE GF.NT.RAL. dered the reply. "Select the best horse among1 the scouts': hare him well fed. and report here at fire o'clock, (ret some sleep; you may have a hard night's The great navigator made a good impression on both sovereigns, and ere long they had agreed to fit out three eatlxxits for the work. Now the youni: girl lias more wit than discretion and she replied, "Well, if vou must know, I've heard she was 'shady,-' nnd some one otiee took the trouble ui warn us girls not to be seen talking ir the streets to her, or to have anything to do with her."' Both the gentlemen looked shockt?d. ''Why," sahl the man of intellect, "1 have visited her many a tim», and I have never seen anything in her behavior that could lie considered the least out of the way." "Preachers don't pack their bottle in their outside pockets," she remarked sententionsly. "And Capt. Charlton's story—" "Is there no chance of my getting a korse?" the girl asked, pleadingly. "Was one of the strange ones he tell# after country parties, Miss Clay." Stuart's eyes were danctng in their deep-blue depths again. "But Ids gallant fight redeemed his gasconade, when I acted Joab to him and put him in the front of the battle. Rut the council meets in ten minutes. I must go; Marsc Robert does" not stand delay. Ill come this evening, when your par tient—is cured." 1 took mine out somewhat guiltily and handed it to her. "I fear not. much as I would like to oblige you," he answered. "I am dismounting myself to send Fauntlcnoy in; bat that is duty." , But the blood of generations held its Ferdinand had no means at hand, however, except an English breectaloading gun, ft red setter and a pair of high rubber boots. Isabella also reported the treasury to be insolvent, but she was a woman of great resources at such times, and although, as a matter of fact, the very throne she sat on was being paid for in weekly installments, she gave music lessons, gave readings from her own works and ran errands till she had the mouev. work." own; and an instant later her slim, light hand was bathing the still face, was steadily holding ammonia to the now quivering nostrils. And that hand did not tremble, even when it touched the fateful scar; though she heard, through a sound in her cars as the boom of the sea, her own voice denouncing "that brand of Cain!" , -——J I  at Valladolid, from collapse and corui brought on by having tried to resemble his different portraits. "Oh, Bill!" she called to the man splitting rails. The scout, saluting, turned to the door without reply. As he raised the fly Stuart's voice added, quietly: Yr "Who is he?" inquired William. She turned to me before answering. • "What do you do for a livin?" she asked. M 'Tis only a few hours more. Cousin Caro," Evan said. "Anyway, yon could only hold me back or be left on the road." The most reliable biographer of the great admiral who so Boon noted the value of America as an opening for the soiled and oppressed of the Old World, where they could come and bring their cholera with them, was Fernando Colombo, the son. "Recommendation will go to Richmond after the—after to-morrow. Meantime, yon are attached to my staff, Lieut Fauntleroy." "All the girls wear them.'' Then I he young girl forgot she wai talV ing to men, not t hat she wished to discu-a undebatable subjects, but she forgot what is always said when one woman fails to agree with a man in his high estimate oi another woman. So in the heat of the argument she exclaimed: •'Well, nil I kno* is that some of iier associates have been dropped by society, and it won't do for young ladies to attempt to go counter to the dictum of society leaders. It may be very sweet and lovely and all that, but if a girl does attempt to do so she herself suffers without l»eing able to do one thing toward rehabilitating the 'shady' person in the garment of respectability." Theu both the gentlemen looked pained as well as shocked. "Do you still call yourself a girl?" "I'm a member of congress," I said, blushing at my own greatness. She gave a long, low whistle. "Pardon my selfish impatience," the girt replied, quietly. "But, Evan, send word to mamma by the very first courier to Richmond." "Why not? My husband is still ono of the boys, though my Ecnior by twontj years."—Life. With crimson cheeks and an audible gasp, the boy stared at bis idolized leader one instant- The next, he saluted and strode away without one word. For weary days and nights the strong frame fought the fever that supervened; and for all of them tho gentle, pitying touch of the woman who had first loved, had later denounced him—who owed to him her liberty, if not her life—wrought for his. For that hand had once rested in his own in plight of troth; yet now it touched and tended him as tenderly as though no mark of treason to her— worse, to his country—flamed upon hi1? forehead. His blue eyes were verily dancing a reel, as the commander of all the car- "Bill," Khe called to the man up the hill, "lie don't do nothin fer a livin: he's a member of congress," and William came down the hill, and then there were three drinks less in tbe bottle as 1 rode on.—Detroit Free Press. Colnmbus took it with tears and went at once to have his pictnre taken. When not discovering America this was his sole recreation. Every time he shaved or cnt his hair he had a cabinet A Corpse Reviver. The boy gulped some steaming coffee 1xxm a tin cup; the horse was brought from screening woods and saddled, and as he was about to mount Miss Clay 'whispered, warningly: t n • Christopher Columbus was educated at the normal school in Paria, where he stood well in mathematics, and especially in trigonometry, or the science of trigs. Apropos of burials, Father Gowau, at. a public meeting held a few weeks ago in Dublin in support of some Catholic schools, told a strange story of his youth. Fifty or sixty years back, according to the father, when poor Catholics wanted a coffin they let the corpse lDeg forit. Occasionally the practice led to imposture.Sitting quite still, Stuart spread out the secret dispatch before him aild reread it word by word. While he did so swift changes swept over his face, settling at length into a satisfied smile, as he folded the paper and put it in his Bhirt pocket. Then, calling his orderly, he sent for his adjutant general, that officer's prompt rpport finding the beau sabreur again striding post before the tent. 1 1 8 I 7? • • f li: jj jigi'i if fpflfa v_»u ino i«tu of October, 141*2, after a long wet tramp over an unknown sea. a juan came down into the steerage, where "Remember! when you report to the general, do not say too much. Tell hint I prefer to report my own capture and «acape. You understand?" Antonio de Terzago was his tntor, it is said, pe Terzago was the originator of the mathematical discovery thftt in addition a great saving of time and also greater accuracy may be secured by setting down the right hand figures and carrying the tens to the next column. "A Catcl ly Ad." riSRLCO |1 ftT HATS CAP5 CUOTHiric  i | "I suppose I do," the boy replied; though a comical look of bewilderment crossed his frank face, as he added: "But I'll obey, all the same. Good-by, Mr. Barron; and thank you heartily, air. Good-by, Pete. Here, shake hands. You're a perfect paragon amoug boat- Thus a man, whom the narrator calls "O'Grady," was once "marked," quoted and assigned,to act corpse. The "corpse" was laid out on a bier out6ide the dooi of the footway, and a pewter plate to receive the pennies and halfpence of the people passing by was laid on the body. And through dismal morn and dreary night-watch Carolyn Clay repeated to herself that she had done as much for any human creature so stricken and so helpless. "I know they went away thinking that 1 would lend myself to the envious detraction of another woman, and I wouldn't. In the first place both of those gentlemen overestimate the importance of that jhtson's position. They do not know as 1 do ihat many doors are closed against her* they do not know that, from the stand point of my set, she does not possess one single attribute or attainment that uid arouse envy." "Colonel," he said at once."bow many sabres can Fitz-Lee report for immediate duty?" At the age of fifteen Colnmbus became a sailor and began sitting for bin picture. There were three sons in the Colnmbus family and one daughter,*who married a butcher. Her brother, it is said, on his first voyage brought with him from America a dozen softshell crabs and a diamond back tefrapiq fqr his sister's husband, but no one would purchase them, and they perished on his hands. This brotheHn-law afterward wrote a piece for the paper stating that reciprocity with America was not what it had been cracked up to be. "Not over six hundred and fifty, general\" I "Can we reinforce him within twenty hours?" Christmas came and went, bringing with it what of joy and jollity might be left for some of the faqiilies living in the lcagueredcapital. A heavy thaw had made all the roads well-nigh impassable for horse and man, wholly so for army trains; and Richmond was full of ardent youths, as eager for frolic as unleashed hounds for the chase. But Carolyn Clay, resisting all importunity of friends, moved only from her boy's bedside to that of him so doubly shattered now, in body, as in reputation. The people passing by from mass put down their pennies on the plate; but at last a poor woman came and softly put down sixpence. She began to gather the change. O'Grady could not stand it, and "corpse" as he was he said: } "Thankee, bossy, I is, sholy," the black answered, gravely. "I w or fetched up dat way, from de nuss." " Y es. sir—by say one hundred and fifty men, including the company of scouts—" And the hard hand he withdrew from the boy's friendly grasp held one of Peyton Fitzhugh's crisp greenbacks. My friend's experience led me to make inquiries. "Where do you think scandal originates?" I asked a bright society worn an, young in years, but old in worldly wisdom. "Where? With women," she replied unhesitatingly, r,nd then added, "But let me modify that. With the memory of all I have heard in my life, and the knowledge that it generally could be traced to the afternoon gossip of a men's club, 1 must take that back. A men's club is the very hotbed of scandal. Those fellows, old and young, want to be thought irresistible or omniscient; they can't deny themselves the pleasure of beiDg thought sutjce—fril where others have failed. By a smirk when a woman's name is mentioned; by o Significant look, a shrug of the shoulders, even a twirl of one side of a mustache, the insinuation is made—to say nothing of the open discussion of a woman's, charms, and the speculations as, to her beihg able tc meet the requirements of a Caesar's wife. "Capt. Charlton's troop?" the general interrupted, quiekly. "Order him to report to Gen. Lee at once, with forty roun'ls of ammunition." "Don't mind the change."—Yankee Blade. "Good-by. Caro. you dear, brave girl! You ought to be a man." The old vein ■dominated the reckless boy even then: tor he Wot from saddle to whisper low: "Even thovfb Capt. Charlton would not think cor n , "Lieut. Cooke is in command, sir. The captain is—" In a small New Hampshire town, which happens to be thq junction of two roads, a young woman had occasion to change oars. She explained to the station agent that she was to wait for the 1:40 train for such a place, and he nodded gruffly, A train came in about 7 and she asked the guardian of the plao, "Is that my train?" "No," said he gruffly, "it ain't." She waited patiently. In half an hour she advanced again. "Isn't the train to very late?" she asked. replied the man Laconically. "When did it go?" "Went at 7:27." "What? You said that train wasn't my train!" "It wasn't your train. That train belonged to the New England and Arctic railroad." The no morist is now looking for a job.—Ikie ton Globe. Too Funny* Tliey Sounded Indigestible. THEN, nmiNQ HER OWN IN CI.ASPED lyXDS. SHE SANK UPON KNEES. Another biographer says that Columbus went to sea at the age of fourteen, but this may be because of the conflict regarding the year of his birth. "Are yon fond of etchings?" asked the young man who had taken the hostess' pretty niece from the country down to supper. , "As a general thing, yes," she answered, looking up into his eyes with an engaging frankness that threatened havoc to his heart; "bat/' she added hastily, as he started to say something pretty, "not any tonight, thank you; it is rather late. A Email piece of jelly will be sufficient."—Boston Globe. "Yes, I know—on day's leave at Gen. Lee's headquarters. Send him orders And when the New Year came—wet, dismal, cold, as though in presage of the hidoous months to follow it—she heard that her general was summoned to the capital for a council. And that morning' the surgeons had made closer examination of her patient, consulting long and learnedly. And to her eager query their senior had replied: He touched the spur, galloping through the familiar woods towards Stuart's camp, and the cheery notes of •"dinner-call" were ringing from the bugle as he halted at the guard-house. Briefly reporting to the officer of the day, the scout sought the general's tent. airy of the army of northern Virginia— / V "Lee's strong right hand," Flo* Iirgum ArtUunis—ran down the stairs as lightly as a boy. And, bound to solemn council with the president and corps commanders as he was. his mellow baritone voice trolled out, not softly: Colnmbus was soon placed in command of a cruiser and visited the archipelago. He also went to Iceland, hoping to find an open polar sea. This is not generally known, but I get it pretty straight and have no reason to doubt it. THE LANDING OF COLUMBUS Columbus was eating a watermelon, and calling him to one side and drawing hia ear toward him said in a low voice, "Land, ho!" "lie will live, beyond doubt. The fever has left him; the wound is healthy and healing rapidly. Let Ui.Tj sleep, miss: his eyes will open sane, next time he wakes." "If you want to have a (food time join thecav- The great cavalry leader was pacing to and fro in the sunshine, his plumed felt hat drawD down over the high, broad forehead. Hut the wavy brown feair escaping beneath the hat, and the huge, enrly brown beard, were jauntily ■combed, the great mustache twisted ■away from it in massive curves. Freezing cold as was the day. Gen. Stuart wore no overcoat; and his doublebreasted jacket, though carefully buttoned back, swung wide open over the brown shirt that covered bis broad, deep chest. Well-worn cordnroy ridingbreeches. ending in heavy knee-boots, and long, strong gauntlets, completed his simple attire. With slow, quiet step Carolyn Clay moved to the bedside once more, looking down long and earnestly upon the face rDf the sleeper, now flushed with hcalthier'glow. Then, hiding lier owp in clasped hands, 6lie sank upoij hej knees. He visited what was then called Friesland. or Ultima Thule, from the Latin tongne, and signifying the jumping off place. It was what is nqw called Iceland. and pdumbus jrai onp p| the earliest pavi gators to penetrate to the region of the pole and leave ft pantaloons button on the ftxje pf the vyarld. On his return he said that the only thing in favor of that country aa a home was that there were neither mosqnitoes nor malaria there. He staked off ft town, but the claim was jumped by a polar bear and reverted to the original owners. "Honest?" exclaimed Columbus, "Si, senorf" said the man, "if yon wish tq (liscover America you will never have a better time." Why They Wanted It. Briggs—Was that sermon Mr. Saintly preached this morning an old one? Griggs—Yes. He repeated it by request.Then, as the door closed upon them, Carolyn Clay knelt by the traitor's bed, bowing her proud head low upon it, as her heart went forth to the Father of all, that He might, in His wisdom, spare this sinner for repentance, might avert that awful doom which only Ilis grace could prevent from falling swift upon his convalescence. '■'I don't mean to say that a perfectly pure, good woman, whose conduct has al ways been above reproach, will become the prey of their conversation, although such cases have happened. But you know t t eiv are hosts of women and young girls who will do imprudent things. Many of them are women now in a stratum of society not where they belong by birth or education. They don't know how to behave. They are not thoroughbreds, you see. They foolishly take pleasure in defying public opinion. They don't mind lx'ing talked about. They boast of their escaftades, and yet they do have lots of fyit ivls, sweet gii-i friends, who absolutely refuse to Itelieve that 'dear -—-' is aught but so impru dent, and some man comes home from the club—some father, brother or husband and warns the women of his family not to be seen with 'So-and-so' any more; that her name has been mentioned in the club. Oh, my dear." continued the society woman, "the shores of clubdom are strewn With wrecks of reputations! So Columbus went up on deck and attended ta it. Columbus was far in advance of the times in which he lived, but there were many times when he could not get a sack of flour. He was a great genius, but had very little fun. Presently the sun. peering through the western window, burnished the girl's hair to ruddiest gold, thence touching softly the sick man's eyes. Briggs—What for? That was the shortest sermon I ever heard him preach. Griggs—Yes. That's the reason why they wanted it again.—New York Herald.A.—Fancy X. is so fat thai he has not seen his feet for the last ten years. A French Flglit. Slowly they unclosed, resting long upon her. with equal doubt and yearning in them. When he wanted to make a hit everybody called him a crank, and after lie had made it all his neighbors said they pat him up to it. B.—Nothing extraordinary in that I know a student that is so tall that he has to climb oc a ladder to take oil' Lis hat And soon, after, a heavy step creaked on the stairs: the door flung open, and "the flower of cavaliers"—Jeb Stuart himself—strode gayly in. A vivid sash of yellow silk was" wound about his waist, its heavy tassels falling near the patent-leather knee-boots, stiched in gold and garnished with shining sjSurs. Otherwise, he was the same careless, dashing soldier lately seen in camp. "What day is it?" he asked, feebly. "New Year day." She rose, speaking verv low. Las Casas describes Columbus as having a long f4ce, ruddy in places; an aquiline nose, clear gray eyes, a quick, commanding glance and light hair, which had begun to grow gray at thirty. Jealousy put him in jail and subsequently fought over his bones, and it is only 400 years after his discovery that special rates are to be made over the railroads on acconnt of it. He Was the Man. They were discussing religious questions.From within the tent came the jocund strumming of a well-managed banjo; and the general's rich laugh rang out. aa he turned from some jest to the player. It showed the strong white teeth gleaming under the mustache: and his merry, bluest eyes, filled with sparkling fun, softened into kindly warmth as he exclaimed: C.—That's nothing at all. I have a conain whose legs are so long that when he catches cold in his legs on Jan. 1 he does not begin sneezing till the 24th or 25th of the same month.—Courrier du Midi. LIEUT. FAUXTLEROV, BlilTXXAXT IX JTEV "New Yearl Twelve months ago Said Brown—1 tell you that if the other animals do not exist after death, -neither does man. There is no difference between a man and a beast. BR AIDING. you— "Hush!" she whisperecL not talk." "You mutt to t;v':c his troop at once. I compliment Capt. Charlton with an honorable post." He fell in love with and married Filipa Monis de Palestrello, who was in the convent where he nsed to pray of a morning. Her father was very poor, being governor of Porto Santo and trying to live on his salary. This had never been tried before an4 has not been attempted since. He died leaving little except a chart of the world, together with what was supposed then to be an accurate drawing of the underpinning upon which it rested. Columbus found also the West Indian slave trade, but was sorry for it afterward."You gave your pledge." he went on, feebly, "a pledge to trust me nnto Deacon Jones (demurely)—If anybody could convince me of that, Brown, it would be you.—Boston Transcript When sunset glow had faded into gray over the frozen Virginia border, Carolyn Clay rode into the camp. She found it still as a churchyard; the general gone, and the sergeant of the invalided campguard, lna own bridle-arm in a sling, handed her an envelope addressed in Stuart's even, business-like handwriting. It ran: death!" "Hiss Clay! bravest little woman!" he cried, with extended hand; then, noting her gesture for silence: "Oh, he's all right. I met old Dr. Weytlie at the door, ne tells me your good nursing has saved this—deserter." "I remember it" She turned away her face, her voice very tremulous, but very sweet. "Spite of my wjll—spite of conscience—of everything. I kept that He was also tried on his return for having discovered Fire island, but was successful in proving an alibi and was acquitted. Not Hard to riea»«'. "If it's the ordinary kind of spring chicken you've got," said the tired looking guest glancing at the bill of fare, "you may bring me a small piece of "Fauntleroyl or his ghost dressed for Sunday! Why, boy, we thought you were in prison!" Professor Potterbv—Will you illustrate the difference between belief and faith, Mr. Binks? Faith and Belief. "On t he other hand, the worst detractors of women are married women every time. You take a woman whose own career has been a failure. She is always on the look out for improper behavior among younger and more attractive women She cannot forgive them for rece\vtn« what she no longer can hold—the admiration of men. When you find such women in hotels and jjoarding houses, they are to be dreaded. They make wild endeavors to hold their own with the. younger women; they fai). they are bitter; they devote themselves to lying in wait for fresh game all the time; their grip is weakening, but they clutch all the same. Oh, my dear, if you ask me how scandal originates, I must go back to my first answer and say with women, with fagged out, Jaded, disappointed  women A young matron, secure in her position in society, happy in her husband's love, and surrounded by her children, is too sweetly selfish, too wrapped up in her own happinctss to he envious or jealous. She is not tiie detractor of her sex."—San Francisco News-Letter. "I waa, sir," the scout answered. "But Cm out now, and come with important information." pledge." W 'likly his hand crept towards hers, resting there- "And this New Year you will give me—?" one." He drew nearer the bed as he spoke the hateful word lightly, but she winced under it. "We're furnishing genuine spring chicken today, sir," suid the waiter stifflv. Binks—Yes, sir. The father believes that his children are the smartest in the neighborhood, while the mother knows they are.—Indianapolis Journal. "Important? Out with it, thenr The laugh in the blue eyes quickly faded into gravity, as the general turned towards the tent. "For the white hands of Carolyn Clay, spinster. These with royal greeting: Know, iadye fayre—as well you must—my deep chagrin bt an invitation from certain friends, whom 1 mutt meet, which hurries me away before your advent But my dainty mare'Lily of the Valley' awaits yon; also a trusty guide, and—Uem—a hot supper. Eating that, use my personal tent for a night's rest, or proceed to Hichmond, at your will. 1 inclose a pass, yours having been eaten. Your obliged friend. Hut Stuart did not note that; for she saw those bright blue eyes, she knew so quick to darken with anger or contempt. dancing as with some joy, or jest, suppressed. Her ptive, glorified face, softly glow-5f, was tumwl bravely to his: I v.ill {five yoji—myself!" loyally. Carolyn Clay bent lier lips touched softly the fori head. Not long after this Columbus confided in Paolo Tascarelli his belief that it would now be a good time to discover America. P. S.—The above are mostly facts, "Then bring me half a dozen. . I'm not very hungry this morning."—Chicago Tribune. B. N. Not at All Flattered. "Beg pardon, sir, but I was instructed to hand you this paper—alone," Evan said, very timidly for him. "And when yon open It, general, I suppose you'll order me in arrest, for disobedience of orders." Tascarelli was a physician and cosmographer of that place and a man rather in advance of his time, as was IJolumbus. TfwcarelU lived pq his practice as a physician and relied very little on what he could make as a oosmographer.Belle—What a beautiful cluster pin you wearl Whero did you get it? A Good Setuion. l'he Three Flies. "May I ask if that was your maiden effort?" inquired the reporter at the woinat's rights convention, edging his way ar.mnd to the fair orator who had just sat down amid loud applause. "1 did my best, perioral," she answered, softly, but with downcast eyes and quivering hps. "He suffered *n terribly! And it was your special command by F upon 1 The following lines were not written to travesty Charles Kingsley'a noble poem of the "Three Fishers." Tiie writer's wail was wrung from him by circumstances over which he had no Ar.d tfc. 'ier hair a halo ovtDr it. nn of ttye New Year made |fittie—Pad it made of the stones in my seaside engagement rings.—Jewelers' Weekly. ITITK rsD-l From his shirt pocket the boy drew n •mall, thin packet, securely tied with silk and the knots sealed with wax. its only superscription being: "Destroy, if close pressed." Even withont the spur of eager longing to clasp her mother and darling boy to her heart once more, the girl had shrunk from unwonted occupancy of a tent in a solitary camp. Ilad duty pointed to that sacrifice of womanly feeling, Carolyn Clay had made it, but now dnty, inclination and propriety all pointed Richmond ward. So, after a hasty supper from Mrs. Giimor Gray's tin. and insisted-upon sharing of its ample residue among the invalid guard, she set out once more, wearied from riding and loss of sleep, but borne up by love and hojDe for another night ride. "J. E. B. Stttart." an." the "it w.is not sir," she replied, "Fin a widow."—Chicago Tribune. the general rupted. softly, "that youngster never tolcl you that this was his worif." way," inter- "*'lio It Wait He Talked Too Much. control Mrs. Timid—Did you ever find a man under the bed? He was the first physician to discover that the fly of Spain, if collected in large quantities and placed oa the human skin, would make a blister. Let us not, then, in our enthusiasm over Columbus forget the man who discovered the blister and perfected It- Columbus and Taacarelli were great friends, and one day the former said to Taacarelli: 3 'j - Tliree flies pome a-skfitinir all over my pate. What Hi) Saw. Mrs. Bluff—Yes; the night we thought there were burglars in the house. I found my husband there.—Tit-Bits, On tlie smooth expanse whence tbC? liair has gone; Preacher (warmly)—And now, my hearers, look ahead, 1 beseech yon. Look ahead, and what do you see? " Why, there's no one but Sweeny in•ide." Stuart said, taking the letter carelessly; but the instant hi* eyes fell upon the writing his brows contracted, and he slipped the paper into his glove, •she called: "Evan? ///*/ The ingrate!" Miss Clay's eyes flamed, her small hands nllnched, and she almost hissed the Each "biff.s" my licut eye in malice and hate, An«l is off anil, away 'ere my hand comes words at her chief down; For flies must tackle, and men must slap. Though certain to miss at every rap. When the summer storm is brewing. —Philadelphia Record. Bronson (from the rear)—A boy flirting with an old maid . two sunbonnets and a vestryman asleep.—Harper's Bazar. "Oh. not Ills hurt.: I meant his lieing Raved," .Stuart replied, quickly. "Your cousin brought him in, through a storm Dashaway—I am going out of town, and I came around to know if I could borrow your dress suit case. Both Gnhe. "Come out, Sweeney. Dinner call sounded." of 1ml lets A MEDICINE MAN An Expert. A great breath, half sigh, half sob, broke from the girl's liosora, and some color came bark to her face, as the general went on: Travers—I am sorry, old man, but it's with the dress suit.—Truth. "Doc, I feel almost certain that I, too", am going to discover something. You now feel of course elated over the dis- MAtrorv Af VtHatar hnt tK« CUv will come when I, too, shall be looked up to, and people will come for miles to eat their luncheons over my grave." Aritfi luetic. He (putting on the ring)—So glad you like opals! So many girls are afraid of 'em. Then, as the general's banjo playei passed, starfng at the scout's strange clothes, the chief beckoned him into the tent, dropped the fly, and turned fuLI mpon him: "Wouldn't you like to try our hair re •torer, sail?" Mixing the Potion That Produced Bleep with the One for an Appetitr A Bniton Occupation. Although in pcrfect health, James Mund, of eastern New York, is always taking medicine. The 10th of last month he brought home two small lDottles. "What ails you now!" laughed his wife, who had for years told him he needed no medicine, the physician agreeing with her. "That," lie said, pointing to one bottle, "is appetite medicine." And she knew he ate more than any other man in the neighborhood. She (suspiciously)—How do you know? He—Tried 'em.—Kate Field's Wash- Once more at home, she found her darling convalescent, and—her thrilling story told, with certain reservations- Carolyn Clay bent all licr energy, and every resource of tonics and medicines she brought, to curing her boy. And two days showed wondrous improvement in the yellow, shrunken little form under her care. "By the way. you lost an that fight. Capt. Charlton was—' "Was he killed?" she asked, quickly admirer in Mrs. Beacon (thinking to put Harry at hiS ease)—And what are you doing with yourself these days, Harry? "Is yo' head a specimen recommendation?""No; that's the style tbis season." . "Well, I guess I'll be in the fashion too."—Harper's Weekly. ington, "Yon know the writer of this letter?" -I do, sir." A Habit with Him. "No: eapturcd unhurt; and after a great fight, too. The fellow has plenty of grit; but he is such an awful— romancer!" Harry (aged six)—I am now writing a history of the world.—Life. Little did he know then that his ashes would be shipped back and forth between Spain and the West Indiea every time there was a revolution in Cuba for half a century. Mrs. Bloggs—Is your husband trou* bled with insomnia that he d'oes not sleep of nights? Jonei*y—No, he is employed in a itore that does not advertise, and so has icquired tho habit of sleeping during the day.—King's Jester. "Yob know its contents?" "Oul/iu part, general; in case I was forced to destroy it." An Obedient Boy. Mother—Why didn't you come home to dinner? W/ ■M A Faux Pax on the Seashore. "When did you get it? Go on, sir." This Impatiently. A movement in the bed. The black pws opened slowly, languidly, but with full consciousness in them at last. As they fall upon the general, the weak, pale lips forin one word: "Jeb!" "Charles," she said, "my slippers nr« full of sand. Will you kindly remove it?" Small Boy—I waa in swimmin. ♦.'Then why didn't you come home for ■upper?" Two days more brought great news, and that sensitive scale, the heart of a patient-ivaiting nation, that went up with lightest hope or sank heavy nnder doubt and disaster, danced airily under touch of a great cavalry victory. It was now settled that Columbus should undertake the discovery of America, but he needed oapital. He must co-operate with some one who had means. He first approached the senate of Genoa. His application was referred to the committee on Indian affairs. The paper read as follows: 7 f "From him, general; yesterday; at "Certainly," said Charles. "Wait a minute and I will borrow my little brother's shovel."—Truth. "That," he said, pointing to the other bottle, "is sleep medicine.'" And she knew he slept soundly from bedtime Until she awoke him in the morning. "1 Stuart showed bo surprise. Strange news came often by strange routes. But he asked, sternly: "I was in swimmin." He Wan Wrong. "Fitz, old man!" And that 6trong right hand, so rough in sword play, steals softly as a woman's to the white, wasted one upon the coverlet, and tho left gently and tenderly rests upsn the broad brow, shutting from view the bright red scar. "I told you not to go in swimming twice in one day, because the doctor said it wasn't good for you." "I once had a boxing match with Sullivan," said the citizen, who is full of reminiscence. The Wrong Place. "Yon know the orders, Fanntleroy. What were yon doing with—with the writer?" Spite of the bitter weather, federal cavalry had massed above Washington, had crossed the Potomac, three thousand in the saddle, and silently and swift—by forced march, that dropped man and horse by the way—bore do-.vn upon Stuart's advance. This the federal general knew to be less than onethird his own numbers: and supposing it entirely unwarned, he hoped to sweep it aside and ride on gayly to the capture of the devoted capital. The Newly Engaged Man—I don't think it's very nice for you to wait until you get into the street car before putting on your gloves. "I didn't. It was all the same swim." —Good News. hope you may soon recover." she said At night, having taken his medicine, he went early to Ijed. "Now for » ;; oDi sleep," said he. To the Honorable Senate of Genoa: "Go 'way. Yon don't say so!'' replied the little man, who likes athletics. "Running for the Ferry,' sir. He got me out of Camp Morton, at risk of Ilia life, brought me to 'the Ferry,' and —" The boy hesitated. Ue.ntlemen—It baa occurred to me that it we are goiug to discover America it (a high time wp should HQ about it. If we delay, England will do it and set her name In the pa pern. At the present time 1 am out of employment, and could go if I had the means. I hare a chart left me by my fataer-ln-law which I am sure will aid me in discovering America and making of it a popular resort for sporadic cholera and any overproduction of leprosy or crime which may be seeking an outlet in a new country. nearly Cone. Teacher—Now, Tommy, if yon had three yards of cloth and took live more, what would he tlie result? Tommv—Tliirt v clays, sir.—Truth. "Yes. It was a great match. You see, I led, and ho countered." "Yes, yes!" The Newly Engaged girl—You should try me in a c arriage.—New York Herald About midnight he called to his wife who was fast asleep. Then, as amazement riveted her eyes upon his face, the sad, black ones wandered to Carolyn Clay's. Great wonder struggled in the man's white face; the lips_again moved feebly: Easy to See Tlirotigh. "W-wliat is it, dear?" said she, "Mary! Oh, Mary!" "Then we had a short clinch, and "Go ob, pir!" thundered the general. "Tell your story in full, and quickly.** "You cannot disguise yourself from me, George,"* she saiil. "I saw through you at once." "I've made a mistake," he moaned, "the greatest mistake of my life. Instead of the sleep medicine I took the appetite medicine, and I just can't stand it; I'm hungry as a bear." "Lore laughs at locksmiths,*' she said to him onconragingly. No Laughing Matter. then"  "He said, sir, he had imperative duty Ib—in Washington, sir," Evan went on; and be briefly narrated his capture, imprisonment and escape. The general had seated himself, the psK&et unopened in his hand; but the shadow of the broad hat hid his bent face, save for the twitch of his brown mustache from time to time. "And bo Bews of Miss Clay since your capture?" he queried, suddenly. u "She crossed with me. air. she will "I know!" said the little man, excitedly. "I've tried those tactics myself. Then j-ou hit and he feinted, and"  "7~ou, too! llow good—" "Hush, Fitz! Not one word!" Stuart whispered, softly. "You're all right, but we must obey your nurse, old man." "Well, that is a tribute to my character, anyhow," returned George. "I .ru disguised as a t«lesoo]De."—Harper's Ba 7.ar "Yes, darling, I know," he replied sadly, "but wot at No. 11 lxkDts."—Detroit Free Press. Advancing securely, though cautiously, the skilled tactician suddenly found himself opposed by the smaller forces, intrenched on vantage ground and ready to join battle. "No; you're wrong. He hit and I fainted."—Washington Star. If you should not see lit to aid me in opening up a new world, which will hold its exposition In Chicago, I hope, I shall have to apply to John II, who baa already partially promised to fit me out and also to my family in groceries during my absence. She did not scold as she prepared beefsteak and coffee. And, white as her patient, Carolyn Clay clrew nearer, striving to drop some fluid in a glass. But the hand that had not trembled in all that weary vigil now shook as she whispered, with quivering lips and averted face: Reason to Fear. A Plea In Kxtenuation. Shakespeare's Fame. In the morning, after taking his medicine, he sat down at the table to await breakfast. "I'll eat you ont of house and home now, Mary," raid he. Ethel—What reason have you for thinking that George will only break my heart? "You wish to marry me, Herr A.? Not if I know it. I should never think of bestowing my hand on a who had written a divorce play." Furiously the fight had raged; but at last the invading force was hurled back, broken, decimated, but stubbornly contesting every foot of his retreat. This much only was known at the capital; it Little Elsie—Who was Shakespeare pa? Trusting that you will take hold of thia matter, authorizing me not only to discover America, but anything else I can lay my hands on, I remain, your obedient servant. "Now, then, we'll start this likely aniirial at ten pounds—five pounds—two pounds — well, twelve and sixpence, then! (No bid.) Hang it, gan'lemen, tjw'oMifl oliTBl"—.Tndv  Scribbletns (the playwright)—One of 11 y predecessors, child.—Chicago Newslecord.When breakfast was ready she asked, "Tea or coffee, James?" Maud—I noticed in a recent list that he had taken out a patent for an improved stone crusher.—New York Herald"But, my dear fraulein, pray don't forget that it was hissed off the stage!" —Fliegende Blatter. "Take this; you must not talk." Christopher Columbus. With a look that carried volumes of Care Lotos club. Genoa. But ha did not answer. He did not