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A little spirit speeding through the night;
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A sad heart, groping blindly for the light;
A little snow-clad grave beneath the hill—
And that is all.
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A little patience keeping back the tears;
A heart that sings, "Thy darling is not dead,
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THE BRAKEMAN'S STORY.
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A rough-looking man ? Yes, perhaps
I am. We ain't all of us responsible
for our outside husk, no more than a
horse-chestnut or a hazel-nut is. The
kind of life I lead ean't be lived in
white kid gloves and dress coats. I
wasn't brought up with many advan-tages,
and I'm only a brakeman on the
Rensselaer and Saratoga line. Old
Jones was telling you about me, was
he, sir? He'd better hold his tongue.
There's more profitable subjects of con-versation
than I am. But old Jones
means well enough, and if he told you
to ask me how that stripe of white hair
came on my black mane, I ain't the
man to go back on him. Oh, you
needn't beg my pardon, sir ! I don't
mind talking about it now, -though the
time was when I couldn't speak of it
without a big lump coming in my
throat.
We hadn't been married long, Polly
and me, when it happened. Polly was as
trim, bright-eyed slip of a girl as ever
you'd wish to see. She was one of the
waitresses in the Albany lunch room;
and the first time I ever set eyes, upon
her I made" up my mind to make that
girl my wife. So, when they raised, my
wages, I took heart and asked her if she
would have them with me, with a
wedding-ring thrown into the bargain.
"Do you really mean it, Jake?" said
she, looking me full in the face, with
those dark blue eyes of hers, that are
like the skies at night.
" I do really mean it, Polly," said I.
'«Tl«»*," «said she, ^juttiiig- botth "fa®»-
hands in mine, "I'll trust you. I've no
living relation to advise me, so I can
only take counsel with my own heart."
So we were married. I rented a little
one-story hduse, under the hill on the
height, that overlooked the Hudson—a
cozy place with a good-sized wood-pile
at the rear, for winter meant winter in
those parts, and the snow used to be
drifted up even with our door-yard
fence many and many a cold gray
morning. And everything went smooth
until Polly began to object to my mates
at the White Blackbird, and the Satur-day
evenings I spent with the boys,
after my train was safely run onto the
side track at the junction.
"Why, Polly, girl," said I, where's
the harm ? A man can't live by himself,
like an oyster in its shell, and a social
glass never yet harmed any one."
"No," said Polly, "not a social glass,
Jake, but the habit. And if you would
only put every five-cent piece that you
spend for liquor into little, Bertie's tiny
savings bank—"
"Pshaw !" said I. "I'm Dot a drunk-ard,
and I never mean to become one.
And no one likes to be preached to by
his wife, Polly.. Remember that my
girl, and you'll, save yourself a deal of
trouble."
I kissed her, and went away. But
that was the beginning of the little,
grave shadow that grew on my Polly's
face, like a creeping fog over the hills,
and that she has never got. rid -of since!
It was a sore point between us—what
the politicians called a vexed question.
I felt that Polly was always watching
me: and I didn't choose to be put in
leading-strings ' by a woman. So—I
shame to say it—I went to the White
Blackbird oftener than ever, and I didn't
always count the glasses of beer that I
drank, and once or twice, of a particu-larly
cold night, I let myself be per-,
suaded into drinking something stronger
than b.eer; and my brain wasn't the kind
that could stand liquid fire with im-punity.
And Polly cried, and I lost my
temper, and—well I don't like to think
of all these things now. Thank good-ness
they're over and gone !
That afternoon, as I stood on the back
platform of my car, with my arms fold-ed
and my eyes fixed on the snowy
waste of fiat fields through which'the
iron track seemed to extend itself like
an endless black serpent, I looked my
own life in the face, I made up my
mind that I had been behaving like a
brute.
"What are those senseless fellows at
the White Blackbird to me," muttered
I, "as compared with one of Polly's
sweet bright looks ? I will give the
whole thing up. I'll draw the line just
here now, We shall be off duty early
to-night. I'll go home and astonish
Polly!"
But, as night fell, the blinding-drift of
a great storm came with it. We were
belated by the snow which collected on
the rails, and whop we reached Earldale
there was a little girl, who had been
pent on in care of the conductor whoj
must either wait three of four hours
for a way train in the cold and cheerless
station, or be taken home across a
snowy field by some one who knew the
way.
I thought of my own little children.
"I'll take her," said I—and lifting
her tip I gathered my coarse, warm coat
about her, and I started for the long,
cold walk under the whispering pines
along the edge of the river. I honestly
believe she would have frozen to death
if she had been left in the cold station
until the way train could call for her.
And when I had left her safe in charge
of her aunt, I saw by the old kitchen
time-piece that it was ten o'clock..
"Polly will think I have slipped back
into the Slough of Despond," I said to
myself, with half a smile; "but I'll give
her an agreeable surprise !';
Plowing down amid the snow-drift,
through a grove of pine trees that edged
a ravine at the back of my house, I
sprang lightly on the doorstep; the door
was shut and locked. I went around to
the front. Eire I effected an entrance,
but the fire was dying on the hearth,
and little Bertie, tucked up in his crib,
called out:
"Papa, is that you?"
"Where is mamma, my son ?" said I,
looking eagerly around at the desolate
room.
"Gone out with the baby in her arms
to look for you," he said. "Didn't you
meet her, papa ?"
I stood a minute in silence.
"Lie still, Bertie," said I, in a voice
that sounded strange and husky even
,to myself. "I will go and bring her
back."
And I thought with dismay of the
blinding snow-storm outside, the treach-erous
gorges which lay between here
and the White Blackbird, the trackless
woods, through which it was difficult
enough to find one's way even in the
sunshine of noonday, and—worst of all
—the. lonely track, across which an
"express" shot like a meteor at a few
minutes before midnight. Oh, heaven !
what possible doom might I not have
brought upon myself by the wretched
passion in which I had gone away that
morning.
The town clock, sounding dim and
muffled through the storm, struck
eleven as I hurried down
Eleven—and who knew what a length
of time might elapse before I could find
before my mind's eye, I beheld the wild
rush of the midnight express, and.
dreaded—I knew not what. For all that
I could realize was that the storm was
growing fiercer with every moment,
and Polly and the baby were out in its
fury!
As steadily as I could I worked my
way down toward 'the track, but more
than once I became bewildered, and had
to stop and reflect before I could resume
my quest. And when, at length, I came
out close to a ruined wood and water
station on the edge of the track, I knew
that I was full a half a mile below the
White Blackbird.
And in the distance I heard the long,
shrill shriek of the midnight train !
Some one else had heard it, too, for,
as I stood thus, I saw, faintly visible
through the blinding snow, a shadowy
figure issue from the ruined shed and
come out upon the traok, looking with a
bewildered, uncertain air up and down
—the form of Polly, my wife, with the
little baby in her arms !
I hurried down to her as fast as the
rapidly increasing snow-drifts would
let me, but I was only just in time to
drag her from the place of peril, and
stand, breathlessly holding her back,
while the fiery-eyed monster of steam
swept by with a rush and a rattle that
nearly took our breath away!
"Polly!" I cried, "Polly! speak to
me!"
She turned her wandering gaze toward
me, with her vague eyes that seemed
scarcely to recognize me.
"Have you seen my husband?" said
she. "One Jacob Cotterel, brakeman
on the local express ?"
"Polly ! little woman ! don't you know
me ?" I gasped.
"And 1 thought, perhaps," she added,
vacantly, "you might have met him.
It's very cold here, and—and—"
And then she fainted in my arms.
The long, long brain, fever that follow-ed
was a sort of death. There was a
time when they told me she never would
know me again, but, thank God, she
did. She recovered at last. And since
that night I never have tasted a drop of
liquor, and, please heaven, I never will
again. The baby, bless its dear little
heart, wasn't harmed at all. It lay snug
and warm on its mother's breast all the
while. But if I hadn't happened to be
close by them at that instant the night
express would have ground them into
powder!
And the white stripe came into my
hair upon the night of that fearful snow
storm. . That's how it happened, sir.
Professor Marsh, of Yale college, has
recently discovered m the cretaceous de-posits
of Kansas the remains of a great
number ot toothed birds Scientists aver
that the discovery and study of these re-markable
extinct forms by Professor Marsh
has thrown much light upon the.derivation
of the birds, and furnishes another very
strong link in- the chain of evidence In fa-vor
ef the theory of evolution, which is now
almost universally accepted by naturalists,
to account for the oñgin c>f the existing
forr^ oí ergamc life-
LiuMi Subsided.
The late John Pettit in the years 1854 5
was the circuit Judge by appointment of
Gov. Wright, and with all his faults was
regarded as one of the best nisi prius Judges
ever on the bench in Indiana, He was
prompt and fearless, and if not always
correct was at the least honest. Wm. P.
Lane, better known as Frank Lane, was
the leading criminal lawyer in Pettit's
court. He was not a man of much ability
but could talk all day about nothing. On
one occasion he defended a man for steal-ing,
and on the coming in of the jury with
a verdict of guilty, Prank entered the usual
motion for a new trial. The next morn-ing
after the clerk had read the minutes
Judge Pettit, turning to Lane, remarked
that he would take up the motion for a
new trial made the day before. Frank re-plied
that the prosecuting attorney was not
in court, and that of course the case could
not be taken up in his absence. " Go on,
Mr. Lane, it is the prosecuting attorney's
business to be here," replied the Judge.
But 1 am not ready, your Honor," inter-posed
Lane; " I want time to look up au-thorities,"
" No authorities are necessary
m this case m this court, Mr. Lane," said
the Judge, "and no other business will be
taken up until this case is disposed of. Go
on with your argument, Mr. Lane." Frank
found he was in for it, and commenced
talking, talking on very little that was
relevant to his case ; "the truth was he had
no case. About the time he had exhausted
Pettit's patience the prosecuting attorney
—the late Charles A. Naylor—entered the
court room, and listening a moment at the
entrance to the bar, and finding that Lane
was talking about the case tried the day
before, inquired of the Judge what Lane
was doing with it in his absence. " What
does Mr. Lane want ?" ' • I don't know,"
responded Pettit; " I have been listening
to him here for three-quarters of an hour,
trying to find out, and I don't believe he
knows himself!" Lane subsided, the
Judge overruled the motion, ordered the
prisoner to be brought in, who was sent to
the Jefiersonville prison, and the case was
at an end.
England's Great Brewers.
Among those who have been for a long
time at the top of fortune's tree are the
grijat Brittish Brewers at Burton-on-Trent,
but even they have now for some time been
threatened with diminished profits, The
first firm which took to brewing "East India
pale ale" was that of the Abbotts, of Bow,
near London; but eventually the Basses
and Alsops, of Burton-on-Trent, got hold
of the trade and made it their own. Bass'
grandfather was a carrier, residing at Ash-bourne,
in Derbyshire, in the days when
Dr. Johnson used to pay visits to his friend
the rich parson there. He owned the
enormous vans, with lour horses, which
then did all the traffic betwixt that part of
the country and London, and with some of
his accumulated prcfif9 vWMfent into
business at Burto?I"on"ire
1
nt-l . ^ he India
4*sdaJn-«»on± jxu^^"16 made him,-cm, uc-sr
it is falling off, L/it only bocau'se people
fiud light wines suit them better, but be-cause
the Indian breweries are now doing
a large business. In Australia, too, flour-ishing
breweries are cutting into Bass'
trade, while here lager beer is a serious
competitor. In Guinness' stout the falling
off is far less marked, because it is so
largely prescribed as a tonic, and, more-over,
many persons can take it who cannot
take ale. Mr. Bass, worth some $6,000,-
OOO, is a very public-spirited citizen of
munificent character. He has long been
in Parliament, and may, no doubt, if he
please, have from Mr. Gladstone a Baron-etcy,
as his neighbor, Sir Henry Alsop,
had from Lord Beaconsfield. There is a
prevalent notion that the famous ale's ex-cellence
is due to the water of the Trent,
but as a matter of fact it is made from
spring water within the precincts of the
brewery.
The Chestnut Harvest in Hie Apennines.
The chestnut harvest, which takes
place in October, is the greatest event
of the year in the Apennines, and fur-nishes
a recreation, rather than a task,
to all classes of the population. The
schools have their annual vacation in
that month, that the children may assist
in it ; and it is difficult to find hands for
any extra household work while a pleas-ant
gipsy life goes on under the trees.
The steep woods are then alive with
merry parties picking the mahogany
brown nuts from among the fallen
leaves, and dropping them into long
canvas pouches slung at the waist for
the purpose. The boughs are never
shaken to detach them, and the burs
fall singly as they ripen, rustling
through the leaves, and breaking the
forest silence with a heavy thud as they
strike the ground. They lie till picked
up from day to day, during the appoint-ed
time for gathering them, which lasts
a month, and is fixed by municipal
proclamation—commonly from Michael-mas
Day, September 29, to the feast of
SS. isimon and Judy, October 28, but
sometimes extending by special request,
if the season be unusually late, for ten
days longer. Any one wandering off
the recognized paths through the woods
during that period is liable to be shot by
the proprietor, as in the Swiss vineyard
in vintage time, but this sanguinary law
seems to remain a dead letter. After
the legal term has expired, the woods
are free to the whole world,, and are in-vaded
by troops of beggars, gleaning
any chance belated chestnuts which fall-ing
now, are the prize of the first comer.
Those which drop at any time on a road
passable for wheeled vehicles are. also
public property, and, as thé highway
runs through chestnut woods, the poor
have a'little harvest by the roadside.
The proprietors of woods too extensive
for the gathering to be done by the mem-bers
of their own household engage a
number of girls to assist, giving them
food and lodging for forty days, and to
each two sacks of chestnut flour on her
departure. After their day's work in
the woods they are expected to spin or
weave in the evening for the benefit of
the housewife, who thus gets her supply
of yarn or linen pretty well advanced in
this month. The poor girls look for-ward
to being employed in this way as a
great treat, and will often throw up other
occupations rather than lose it. In
dry season it is indeed sufficiently pleas-ant,
for the lovely weather of a dry Oc-tober
among these Tuscan highlands
conjure up a more dismal picture than
that presented by the dripping chestnut
woods if the autumn rains have chosen
that month for their own, when the
sleeting floods of heaven thresh, down
the withered leaves as they fall, and the
soaked burrs have to be fished out of
the swirling yellow torrents that fur-row
the ground in all directions. Wet
or dry, however, October, unless the
yield be exceptionally scanty, is a sea-son
of abundance and rejoicing through
the country, while the peasants consume
the fresh chestnuts by the sackful, not
makes open-air life unalloyed pleasure ;
but, on the other hand, one can hardly
roasted, as they are eaten in the cities,
but plainly boiled and eaten hot from
the husk. The great mass are spread
on the floor of the drying-houses—blind
deserted-looking buildings scattered
through the woods for this purpose,
and which in the autumn seem to
smoulder internally, as the smoke of the
fire lit to extract the moisture from the
fresh chestnuts escapes through all the
interstices of the roof and walls. r. From
the drying-house they are taken to the
mill and ground into farina dolce, a
fine meal of pinkish color _ and sickly
sweet flavor, which forms the staple
food of the population. From this they
make polenta or porridge, in other dis-tricts
made from Indian meal, and need,
round cakes baked between chestnut
leaves, which are kept and dried for the
purpose, with the result of imparting a
slightly pungent flavor of smoke that
the stranger will hardly find an improve-ment.
Other delicacies, too, are made
from the chestnut flour, such as cakes
covered with chocolate and sugar, but-none
of them are likely to commend
themselves to northern palates.
" H e is Our'n!"
One of the post-office agents who was
making a trip through the northern part
ot the Lower Peninsula, Michigan, this
summer, came across a mail "route
through the woods from one hamlet to
another, with a weekly average of two
letters and one paper in the bags. The
carrier wore a coon-skin cap and rode a
Beo ntyo oakb otuilt inagss fsaot eaass ya cuaiskei -kmnicf en, gamnud
saw fit to question him a little :
"My man, do you realize that you
represent the United States ?"
'iWall, I kinder reckon."
"And you feel the responsibility, I
presume ?"
"Bet yer goggles I dew."
' 'You know you must brave all perils
to get your mails safely through ?"
"That thar' hoss an' me ar' good fur
anything twice our size, I reckon."
"If attacked by robbers, what would
you do ?"
"Bury 'em !"
"Suppose you were offered money to
give up the mail baa1 ?"
"No danger o' that, mister. I don't
believe the hull county could scrape up
fifty cents. "
"There are awful fires in these woods
sometimes ?"
"K'rect I've seen b'ars roasted
alive when they wasn't within a mile of
the flames."
' 'Well, now, if you were to find your-self
surrounded by a fierce forest fire
what would you do ?"
"Fire all around ?"
"Yes."
"No chance to burrow under or fly
over ?"
"No."
"Wall, mister, it would be kinder
tuff, but I'd remember that I represent
the government. I'd kill my hoss, eat
the mail, and die shouting: " We have
met the inemy, and he is our'n !"
Pure Old Cognac.
"Give me a little old brandy doctor,"
replied the reporter.
"Very well, sir," replied Dr. Leffman,
who is the state microscopist of Pennsyl-vania.
"You shall have a bottle to put
in your pocket. As you see, I take about
half a pint of rectified spirit and mix
with it a few drops of coloring solution
and concentrated essence of brandy—
that is, the brandy flavor prepared by.
the druggist, and by brisk agitation the
mixture acquires the appearance of
cognac. You like a little bead ? Very
well; I add a little out of this vial, a
preparation of nitro-benzoin or artificial
oil of bitter almonds. Now, as I pour it
out, the bubbles remain for some time
at the top, However, it does not taate
ripe or full-blooded yet, so I add a few
drops of a preparation principally com-posed
of glycerine and called by the
trade 'age and body.' Another good
shake, and all I need is a label certifying
that the article is 'ten year old Cognac
brandy,' and there you have my brandy
ready for market. Of course, the ex-periment
has been a very hasty one. I
simply intended to show you the princi-ple.
In •practice about half a pound of
each of the substances I have just made
use of would be added to forty gallons
of rectified spirits, and a very respectable
and by no means injurious brandy is
the result.. In brief, the adulteration of
spirituous liquids—that is the artificial
production in a few hours by chemical
process of a similar result to that
attained by nature in the course of
months, or even years—has every claim
to be regarded as a triumph of science.'
Some of the samples oi ice analyzed by
A. Kudiger yielded large quantities of al-buminoid
ammonia,
A R o m a n Banquet.
The following is a description of a Ro-man
banquet which took place about 75 B.
C., on the ninth Calends of September.
This supper, which corresponded more
nearly with the dinner of modern times,
was given by Lentulus, to celebrate his
inauguration as Flamen Martiahs, an offi-cer
who ranked among the flammes second
only to the Flamen Dialis. The company
comprised seven of the pontífices, Q. (Jatu-lus,
M. ^milius Lepldus, D. Svllanus, P. .
Scoevola Sextus, Q. Cornelius, P. Yolum-nius,
P. Alblnovanus, the rex saerorum
C. Caesar, and L. Julius Csesar the augur.
The party; however, was not limited to
men. There were present four of the ves-tals—
Popilia, Perpenia, Liriuia, and Arun-cia
(the remaining two of their colleagues
were probably obliged to remain at the
temDle to attend the sacred fires), the wife
of Lentilus, Publicia, the flaminica, and
his mother-in-law Sempronia. The pres-ence
of the vestals may occasion some sur-prise,
but their position was in many re-spects
anomalous. The honors paid to
them were very remarkable. They were
attended by a lictor when they went out,
and even consuls and governors made way
for them. Like the peers of England,
they gave their evidence without taking an
oatn. The duties of their office were re-quired
to be very strictly performed, and
the most terrible punishments awaited any
violation of their vows. They enjoyed a
fair amount of liberty, and were allowed
to walk about the city, to attend theatres
and gladiatorial exhibitions, where the best
places were reserved for them, and they
were, as we see, sometimes present at so-cial
entertainments. They were even
áble, after thirty years' service as vestals,
to unconsecrate themselves and to marry.
The company at Lentulus' banquet, was ar-ranged
in three triclinia, with ivory couch-es.
The pontífices occupied two of the
triclinia, and the third was given to the
ladies. From the recumbent positions of
the guests, who were said to lie in the
bosoms of each other (ctlioujus in sinu
cubare'), it would not have been decorous
for the ladies and gentlemen to occupy the
same couch, and it was, indeed, only in the
later daj-s of Rome that the ladies adopted
the custom of reclining at table. The re-past
generally commenced with the ante-eoena,
for which it was usual to serve hors
d'oeuvres for the purpose of stimulating the
appetite, bnt on this occasion the menu of
the antecoena or gustàtio contained some
dishes which were tolerably solid. Raw
oysters a discretion (ostrea cruda
quantum vellent), several kinds of shell
fish ("echini, pelerides, spondyli, glyco-marides,
múrices, purpuree, balani albi et
nigri urticse"), thrushes, asparagus, fatted
fowls, oyster patties, ortolans, haunches of
a goat and wild boar, and rich meat made
into pasties. For the ccena there were
pork, wild boar, fish patties, pork pies,
ducks, teel soup, hares, rich meat roasted,
wheaten cakes and rolls. The conversa-tion
is not recorded, but it is to bp fcope<|
given in tthe "Atticse Nodes'' of Aulus Gel-lius)
avoided painful and involved subjects,
and limited their discourse to the common
topics of every-day life.
Tlie Census of Great Britain .
On the night of April 4 the population
of the United Kingdom of Great Britain
and Ireland, including the islands in
British waters (the Isle of Man and the
Channel Islands), together with the
army and navy and merchant seamen
abroad, was found to be 35,246,562, an
increase of 4,147,236 as compared with
the returns of the census of -1871.. The
females exceed the males by a little over
700,000. The percentage of population
for England was 69.8; for Wales, 3.8 ;
for Scotland, 10.6; for Ireland 14.6
The remainder, 1.2 per cent, was dis-tributed
between the Isle of Man (0.2),
the Channel Islands (0.3), and the army,
navy, and seamen abroad (0.7). The
density of population in England and
Wales is 440 to the square mile. The
greatest density is in the mining and
manufacturing counties. Lancashire
has over 1,700 to the square mile, and
Middlesex (outside of London), 1,364.
. counties in England and one in
Wales have over 500 to the square mile.
London has 486,286 houses and a popu-lation
of 3,81-4,571, having increased
over half a million in the past ten years.
The density of population in London is
now 32,326 to the square mile. Liver-pool
ranks next to London in England,
with a population over 550,000; Bir-mingham
has over 400,000 ; .Manchester
and Leeds each exceed 300,000 ; Shef-field
and Bristol have over 200,000 in-habitants
each. Curiously the popula-tion
of Manchester has fallen off 10,000
since the census of 1871.
Blonde Hair Changed to Blaek.
A recent paper from Prof. Prentiss, re-cords
a very remarkable change in
color of the hair of a lady patient who
had been treated several months for
Mood poisoning with jaborandi, a
Brazilian plant used in medicine. This
medicine, which is given to produce
sweating in certain rare cases, was first
given to the patient in subcutaneous in-jections
in December last. At that time,
and previously, her hair was a light
blonde, but within about two weeks a
change toward a darker color was a
perceptible, which increased until, in the
middle of January, the hair became of a
chestnut color. In May the color was
early a pure black, which it' still re-tains,
although there is a slightly appar-ent
tendency to return again to a lighter-color.
At this is the only recorded case
of this plant (which is not, however, in
common use) having produced any per-ceptible
change in the color of human
hair, it becomes a matter of interest to
know how this change was brought
about and how often it might accompany,
the use of th,is remedy. A microscopic
examination shows the hair to contain a
greatly increased quantity, of pigment
matter, and scientists now await with in-terest
the results of future growths to
ascertain whether they will retain their
old color or retain that newly acquired.
—The rose gardens of Adrianople cov-er'
14,000 acres,
—Coaches were first let for hire in
London in 1625,