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THE KEW.UKK TIMES. 8UNTVW. ATTOTTST lit IROl ' 19 r " . i J ; ; mu Author of Th Golden Hop: A Romtnc f th Peep." " A Sea gueen." - The Wreck of th GronvMirtr," " My Danish gwettheart." Ac. Ac. XyrlM. 1 by W. CI.ARK RCSSE1JL. ALL. RI cTlTS RESERVED.! CHAPTER IV. THE MOHOCK IS SEIZED I lomftlniM think of presentments as a sort of Intellectual mirror; the truth It hove vp, eoastllke. beyon' the boundaries of the mental vision. And you feel Ita presence though you may be unable to distinguish Ua character. When I awoke this morntnc I felt as gloomy aa though I had been dreaming badly all night, or had rone to bed with a trouble. I found It hard to dreaa. owing- to the fclx. aea and the steep and darting leaplngs of the deck. The ahlp aeemed to hum with storm. Every other minute the cabin porthole vanished In the green gloom of a aea; the water roared In thunder, then up would taah the window with a brightness of racing foam upon the glass that dazzled the sight When I waa dressed It was not yet breakfast time, and 1 clothed myself for the deck. Just as I opened my cabin door the door of the Captain's cabin opened also, and forth stepped the wiry man, with the little yellow mustache, who had ben brought aft on the preceding night to relate his story of shipwreck to the commander. As be passed me I had a good view of him by the daylight, and then It came to me la a sort of shock of surprise that he was the very same man whom the servant lee In that night at my stepfather's house when be was In a hurry to have me out of the .way. The fellow glancej at me carelessly, giving a hall look at the saloon and the few people In It, aa he turned to spring up the companion steps. I went slowly up those steps, holding tight, niy mind very busy. Was I sure he i the same man? Oh, yes. 1 had keen eye and a good memory. 1 could not mistake. Well, ne waa a seafaring man anyway, and his making one of the people of tbe longboat and his being picked up by this ship was Aist a coincidence of the ocean which a sailor at ail events would accept very gravely and readily. His coming out of my stepfather's cabin would signify no more than that he had been sent tor, that his story might be made an official sole of. Captains are provided, or they provide themselves, with log books. In which they are compelled by the law, under penalties, to enter all auch experiences aa this of the long boat. I passed through the companion and held by It. and looked about me. This was the hardest wind we had yet met. It was blowing very strong Indeed. Tbe sea rolled in aiben mountains under a motionless sky e lead. The stoop ' of the sky seemed wtthln a hand's reach of the mastheads, sad It was hideous and menacing' with the sulphur-colored stuff that fled across It. snore like a scattering of yellow slime than vapor; every mountainous sea waa freckled. anJ Ita head roared with froth. Far aa the eye could reach the aea worked In pale ridges lined with foam, and from the summit of the aurge I saw the horizon spitting all the way round, aa though It leaped in flakes against a barrier. bout three mile off was a little ship beading eastward. She had painted ports and a red bilge, and at first, when I saw her vanish. I thought she had gone, and when she emerged I thought she would disappear In the sky. I never could have Imagined a vessel capable of such antics, and marveled that men should get about their business In such a rolling barrel. Yet she plowed on in yeast, whitening her hulk to her tops In snowstorms as she burst Into the hollows, until, and quickly, she waa so far oft you couldn't tali her topsails from the flashes of Che sea. But our ahlp was the sight of that wild Scene of morning as she stormed along, aslant -with the roar of the blast splitting upon the rigging Into a hellish orchestra of tempest. Two narrow bands of topsails -waved on high. The hurl of the clipper bow bruised the sea Into a rage of spume that boUed above the forecastle bead at every stoop. The yeast, with the regular leeward reel, roae In a sparkling sweep to the rail; you could have grasped the flying foam there, and the waterways sobbed. ana tne hole in them flashed white spouts Inward like a whale's. . The watch on deck were cased in oilskins; they were setting a fore and aft sail on the mainmast, and drove their rude chants into tbe very bowels of the gale aa they dragged, and their wet clothes, yellow and black, took the sulky sallow light In dull gleam as they swayed together. A large boat waa stowed beside the main hatch. It was falnted black and white, and was evldent-y a new and handsome boat, with smooth sides; It was In the way, however, but I supposed they could find no other place for 1L Her stern waa pointed aft, but I saw no name. Very few people were on deck. Mr. Gordon had charge of the ship, and he told sne that this weather had been blowing since midnight. He said It was a fair wind and that the ship was making fine way. " Where are the sailors who cams on board last nlghtT" In the fuk'sle. Miss, at breakfast. I xpect," he answered. WM they work with the others till another ship takes them away V "I don't know what the Captain's Intentions are. I'm sure," he answered cautiously, and I thought a little suspiciously. I never particularly cared for this man's conversation. He was without any sense f humor, and though he had seen muoh he talked little of his life. He waa a mis-Bt. I think, aa mate of that ship, too old, and wanting In that sort of training that ejuallflee a man to sit with comfort tohlm-. self and others at a tableful of ladies and giatiemen. He had risen from before the J-, and no doubt when before the mast si erscked more than a single quarterdeck tooth aa one of the toughest of forecastle nuts. 'Iked aft. and stood on the quarter end thought of the poor doctor while I watched the rushing stream of wake brill-Jaat as Bummer light as It flashed from un-er the counter, sheathing the heads of the e till they looked like rolling mountains i saow. Two men were at the helm, and their teeth, and I saw the mus-ews In their faces working, while with Iron snp They kept the plunging and reeling fabric that had fallen wild with storm true to e"r court. wails 1 thus stood the Captain arrived. He JVJ1 - a d and a smile, and walked for-rJJLV Mr. Gordon, with whom he con-h - ytrr earnestly for some minute. He cm aft, watched the compass for !. """"tea, and made a step to my side. Hih'f la a true Atlantic morning' said looking round. " You will rememb-r It 57!lr. How fuH of subdud color It Is. . flI" frt m the noise and the ynetant flaming of foam over the face of a watera" JLrJt.?ut traordlnary.M M I. " that Vk. . mmn nom w picked up last io.. kula the man who called at your ,, on ,h ,v,nlng. of ,n, t I"1! to this ship?" nt'B that you said?" be shouted, but, snatfi!LiPVUn my UV 10 -newer, he akti.Vir? mimy ar,n a carried me to the Tii"" wh'ch. standing; close to the mla--Pwvldad a comparative shelter. J hat do you say?" he cried, 'reputed my words, a.!?. tre1 t me foe some moments fix-T.Z.' though he would screwdrive his Me through my brain, while some passion la k, r ln h:m forked In a veritable dye lth V"npilUon tUI hl" Ue .' mar??. obJct can you have la telling hM? h clalmed. . I . u- The man waa coming Ln as nt out of the parlor." I rka " U 00 mn belonging to that boat lk iM. V ,n "'y house. It's an Inven- x' J?h,V i your motive ?" CTTT, '"V1 I "I his face more forbidding. shouMiS' s-raclous! What motive Tou never saw that man In ray house. Burt J common sauiaa. L I keep tbat Virj ,!'"' hore or afloat? " Houid,,Jli't not ytT w11 lh roil ' -OM men we reicued klnV UUth 40 iU U trfdTU!l',,r'1Lt,u moment Mr. Mac-Cti.. .f. l,.lftinf mackintosh and ear W vTif ' .rt?h,n b" chance, came sliding ' " Poised on tremorless a VuvLir H"rter, lenclog the gale made my way to the companion aad de RUSSELL scended to the saloon, sorry and astonished. Why should my reference to the seaman have angered him so? Had I mistaken the mart? I was puzzled and ' grieved, and heartily hoped the thing would not cause a coolness on my stepfather's part; If so, then I should get him to transship me with the seamen, for I had my pride and my feelings, and It would be Intolerable to be locked up in the ship If he treated me coldly or failed in the respect I had never mlted In him. Therefore I was glad when, on Sitting down to breakfast and meeting his eyes as he took his place, I received a smile. "Oh. Joanna, such a noble bird!" cried Mr. Macbrlde to his wife. " But the Captain is unable to give it a name." " I have never seen that bird ln these seas before," said the Captain, speaking ln such a voice of good humor as surprised me, and i looking about him at the company more genially than I had ever before witnessed ln his manner as host or chairman at that table. " H has been blown out of the South Atlantic." " This Is a good wind, but an ugly sea." cried Col. Wills, swerving aa though bttten just in time to escape the contents of a cup of coffee over his legs. " Will they never build a ship that shall keen still In the water?" said a lady. "They might build a ship that would swing In a frame just as that tray oscillates." said Mkt. Luanl. " The tables, the passengers, tne stewards running about, everything and everybody would sit as steadily or move as comfortably as though on dry land, though seas forty feet high should be running outside." ' A good Idea," exclaimed Mr. Jackson. " and then there would be an end of seasickness." " No. Sir." exclaimed Capt.' Sinclair. " the motion that causes seasickness Is the motion that you can't provide against. Figure that you are seated In that swinging tray," said he, pointing. " It Is perfectly true that you sha'n't feel the ship roll or pitch, but what you must feel Is the downward fall and upward launch; ln fact, you must go with the ship, swing- as you will, and it's the up and down, the drop from peak to base, the rise to the height again that does It." This was received with deference by all. and with earnest attention by Mr. Macbrlde as coming from the Captain of the ahlp. "It Is lucky for those. chaps that we fell In with them last nlsrht." said the Colonel. " They must have perished in such a sea as this." "She's a fine boat," said Mr. Macbrlde. "a sailor told me she was carvel-built and then walked off. What la carvel-built? " They make a pretty sturdy show as a shipwrecked lot, don't they." said Mr. Jackson. " I doubt If a theatrical audience would accept such a make-up as genuine as distressful enough by all the way from a good dinner to casting lots." "What la carvel-built?" repeated Mr. Macbrlde. "How do shipwrecked men look?" said the Captain. " Oh, one gets hold of notions," answered the. comedian. "After reading Byron, for Instance, and The Mariner's Chronicle you want bloodshot eyes, hair like seaweed, a cannibal pallor of countenance, and that sort of face which Its mother wouldn't know." " Those men had no time to give themselves such airs." said Mrs. Wills. " They were adrift for a few hours only, comparatively speaking, ln fine weather, ln a large, roomy boat, well stocked with drink and provisions, and they are sailors, used to hardships," Bald the Captain. . " What Is carvel-built? " bothered the parson. " When the sides of planking lie together Instead of . overlapping," answered the Captain. " I was observing some of the men just now," said Monstgnor. " They were helping the seamen to wash the decks. They seem a fln. powerful body of fellows." " One's infernally ugly, said the Colonel, through his nose. " So ugly that nothing but baptism could have made him a man," said Mr. Jackson, with a loud laugh. Monslgnor put on a concerned face and cast down his eyes. After breakfast my' stepfather called me to his cabin. " Laura," said he, " I lost my temper, and am sorry.' I was a lltttle startled. I do not like to have a stranger such a man, too, as that fellow In the long boat foisted upon me as an acquaintance, as one that I should receive at my house." "Of course, I was mistaken," said I. "We'll say no more about it," he exclaimed, touching my forehead with bis lips, and then bade me sit. down, and talked for half an hour about the voyage, and the passengers, and tbe fine times he intended I should have In New-York. That afternoon the gale broke, and ln the evening It waa blowing a fresh wind, with a quick, black ridge of aea that put an uncomfortable jump into the ahip'a motions; but the weight of the gale waa off the surge, and aloft lis voice was a moaning. Instead of the prolonged, soul-sickening- yell of the morning. I went on deck ln the twilight when the remains of the sunset lay in a rusty, dirty stain like old gore among tbe scud that swept Into it, and found the ship clothed again almost to her topmast yards. She was a gallant picture in that weak light. Tbe darkness of the night was rolling over the froth of the sea. and the spirit of desolation lay cold in that vast breast of waters. The ship seemed alive whilst she floated with proud fearlessness Into the mystery of the night. I had never admired her so much before. You went below and sat In the radiart saloon, you played at cards, talked, did as you would In a hotel drawing room ashore, and. seasoned to the movement of the fabric, forgot for a long hour or two where you were; then returning on deck, lo! the bleakness of the night suddenly encompassed you. dimly on high soar the spectral wings of the ship, the roar of the bow-wave slants off on the wind, and the sound of rushing waters ln the blackness strikes a chill to the very marrow; but the gallant fabric has been heroically doing her work while you were gone, she does it while you watch. In your sleep she will be faithful to you. I could not but think of her as one thinks of a beautiful horse, as something to love,, something full of spirit that knows what Is expected of it, but whose patient dutlfulness makes her more wonderful and touching as a creation than had she owed her life to nature. I went to bed that night at 10, and remember-that when I left the saloon my stepfather sat at the table with Mgr. Luard, who was describing a visit he had made to Rome. The lamps shone brightly, and the mirrors flashed back the radiance as the heave of the ship swung the Illuminated globes; most of the passengers were In the saloon; the grasshopper and Mr. Jackson played at double dummy at the bottom of the table; Mrs. Wills s fat hand sparkled while her fingers In deep meditation hovered over the draughtboard; jnacbrlde .read aloud to his wife In a corner. It was a cheerful sea piece, and the meaning of the ocean waa ln It with the movement of the deck and the straining noises of bulkhead and cargo. Hat the wind was certainly scanting and the sea flattening, and when I was in my bunk lying down I seemed to And the ship sailing along as quietly as a yacht off Southampton. I was awakened by a noise of several voices. A number of people talked together, and there was excitement and terror in their tones. I lay listening a minute, and then looked at my watch; it was a quarter after seven. The sun was risen, and the atmosphere of my cabin was bright with the blue light of heaven and white with the silver of rolling seas shone upon. The sound of voices In great tumult in the saloon continued, but my cabin was far aft and the bulkhead stout, and 1 could not ditlnKiilsh words. I went to the door In my nightdress, oined It, and listened. I thought at first there was a violent quarrel among- a number of the passengers. I could catch no luore than disjointed sentences without meaning; Mr. bergheim would besjin to speak, then Mr. Jackson's vole would roll In; while they rattled together Col. W'llla would fall a-shoutlng, and then a woman screeched. . 1 closed the door and dressed myself aa fast aa ever I could ply my hands; then sallied forth and walked right among tbe people. All the saloon passengers were now present. Mrs. Maebrlde lay In a swoon on the sofa, and her husband and a lady huoc ovir - hti U no doubt. I had heard shriek out. 1 never could have figured such looks of consternation as I beheld Every man's faca was white as paper, if I except Monslgnor, who stood erect and dignified, holding by a stanchion, bis expression one of minglrd amazement and expectation. I saw the steward standing at tbe sideboard forward. He aeemed fearfully woebeguna and frightened, and postured aa a man who having delivered a hideous message, devotes himself with horror to reconsidering the meaning of It. "Here's Miss Hayes; tell bar" shrieked Mrs. Wills, on catching sight of me. " We're prisoners," said the grass bop per. who was very pxr. pulling his hands out of his breeches' poc gets and folding- his arms, 'zed by them we rescued l ne ship s se rrom drowning, can't get out," Jew Berghelm. ana we're locked up and stiouted the little Oerman ' Do luey mean to cut our throats? How uia tney get p arms? " yelled th bssesslon of the small Colonsi, In a passion of " How tbe devil came ship's officers to be so alarm and wratht the Captain a.ldl ntfgiectfui as to themselves with Allow the ruffians to arm those very weapons with which we and t e crew could nave sub- auea them ln a i " We are fri enlng Miss Hayes," ex- claimed Monslgnir. ' The news is very suauen, and let uk remember that the Cap tain Is her stepfat ri er. What Is It? 'hat has happened? I do not understand only bewildered u," I cried. I was not the shouts. I was like- wise fresh from and this thing brain could lnsti feleep, was a little thick. ivas a matter no girl s tly compass. " Sten this wail ana repeat tne story to cried Mr. Jackson. the lady, stewarf i ne man came from the sideboard, look- lng completely hand upon the tushed, and, putting his ble. depressed his. face. yet lifted DM e4e to mine, so that bis appearance was Mi II be were receiving sentence to be shot. " "'hat ' this hat has hannened. tw. ard?" said I. " Where Is Capt. Sinclair? " The passengers fell silent as death, sav- in tiiMi just wn the steward waa about to speak the p arson aud his lady friend lifted Mrs, i. Macbi ride off the sofa and s tag- gered with her I to their cabin. I caught the noise of a fall when they had entered the berth, but n bbody took an v notice. " The twelve men we rescued tne other night." began thel steward, " turn out to be he sank his voice at the a gang of pirates word " pirates.' and glanced uneasily around and up kt the skylight. " They ain t no snipwi waylaid us off ihlpwredked ted men at ail. They've me vessel that'a been a watching of us. rThat's what I sav " " Hut what's habpened?" I asked. " Whv. ln the middle watcn tney got chest and armed them- hold of the arms selves to the teth with pistols and cut- lasses, clapped the hatches over those who were under deck. forced the watch on deck Into the forecasde, along with the boat- swain and carp lays aft. and fc penjter; then a gang- of them !S the Captain, who was on deck, and Mr. Gordon, who had charge. Into the bo'sun's berth. This done, three of them seeks mel and the second mate, and drives us with leveled pistols right forrards. where they thrus with the Captai a us Into the berth along and mate. There a a lenow prist ling the forescuttle: h arms stationed ' at ere s another, a-bristllng the door where the Cao- just the same, ad tain and t othe s lies locked up, and a third s up there. said he. pointing to the companion, " and he threatens to blow the blistered brains the first person t of the bloody, head of wjho attempts to look out." Mrs. Wills squ e aled and fell back upon a sofa; her husbind sank beside her. " Bee; him not tb use such horrifying tan-, a stout, stern-lookine puage, ' exlalmed lady, with curls rummed on her forehead. She had two ch ldren with her, both of whom were cryln " It's drawing cried the srrasshoi . but quietly.. fan for breakfast time," Br; are we to be red 7 . command of the ship? " been too astounded to "Who has taken said I, who had sr"vic until thnt moment. "A thin fellail likewise armed got a tche; it wa him fetched me along down here to gent there's nothing to little bit of a mu) me out and send tell the ladles ana be afraid of. and that they'd be well treated if they gave no tiouble. I left him walking the quarterdeck when the cove guarding the companion odened the doors to let me '" How many crew?" bawled alallors go to this ship's tne grasshopper. " Eighteen. Sir.' " Eighteen!" h answered the steward. wled the other, "not to mention us men t. t, every one of whom, so 5 to fight In defense of property! Why, we're to the twelve scoundrels I take it. Is wlllfci nis lire, liberty, an army compared wno nave seized Ihe ship." " And then you senders," said M " Why. of cour nave tbe 'tweendeck pas- jacason. ," roared the graashop-the the steward as if he per, rounding upon were the chief cu prlt In the affair, and re- sponsible for the noie Dusiness. r hatches. Sir. thm anil " We're all undfcr us, and the sailors. ," answered the steward, i's under hatches he mir " and when a ma as well be under Iground." " What firearms can we muster amongst us? " said the Tolver." grisshopper. l nave a re- The others seemed not to hear. Monsignor said ' I should deprecate anv resistance when perhaps we may expect good usage by remaining passive. Cut off ere, tne captain and om-ln a cabin, the sailors locked up ln the forecastle, and the rest of the people shut down In another part, the ship is helplessly in tne .rascals nanos. i and patience. Resistance counsel calmness must lead to bio dshed. which the fellows who have seized ttie ship may desire as lit tle as we oo. i But here, said Mr. Jackson. " I want to get to New-York. I've star en- gagements to fulfill, and I am due and ne named a data. I 1 Don't make al trouble of such slush as play-acting In thfe face of this," said the grasshopper, with) ln?olent Irritability. Mr. Jackson tusned and played a furious scowl upon him; there was nothing comical whatever meant tti that look. I seated mysel while this sort of talk went on.- Yet eren at that moment I seemed to find something humorous in our tragic situation Bt was monstrous, but it was a ridiculous thing, too, that a number of ladles and gen lemen and children, first- class passengers, eay saloon and should be locked up in a sentineled by a seaman armed to the teeth. Those were 'still early days ln the centtry, yet I don't think the pirate as we read i ot nim, tne scoundrel of and the bloody flag, was the Jolly Roger fctlll afloat. Nowt and again, perhaps, a heard of down among the corsair was to be West India Islanhs, but who, this side of 1'aul - Jones s caa ers. would look for the piccaroon ln the North Atlantic? The selz- ure of the Mohoc was no piracy after the old pattern. It ias clearly the result of some deep-laid ptit. to which confederates belonging to tne phlp herself would be es sential, and. while I thus thought, my heart grew as lead, and horror trod upon the heels of dark suspicion. CoL Wills at thlk moment with a clenched flat fell to harand ulnar us. He told us that he was an American soldier, that he loved blood-letting: as in tie as any one, but that ln spite of Monsl rnor s mild. advice it was not to be endure! that they should all sit down and wait for their throats to be cut. Who's to tell me. he shouted. " that the villains, after blundering the ship, won't set her afire, an leaving us battened down to be roasted Such talk la unreasonable,. Colonel, in the presence of laples," said Monslgnor. A child began to cry bitterly, yet the Colonel proceeded, uespue me noise, tie no unreasonableness ln Dawied, v There SJ facts. If we've fallen into 'the hands of pirates, I'm prep: we to sit here. I red for the worst. Are say, whilst they gut the then scuttle her? There's ship of booty, and that skylight." hd yelled, jumping up from With firearms " Jbls wife s side. At that Instant opened, and the wife's side, mute nlng-wlthered. he companion doors were polonel fell back by his hs a rat. as though light- The stewardess came down the ladder. and against the sky past her-In the square of the companion I caught Blent of the figure of a man w o, as the woman descend ed, closed the ddors. Till now there had been something breamlike ln ' these wild terrifying moments, but the sight of that sentinel and the apld closing of the com- panlon doors pu a sirnincance into the whole thing that had the terror of death Itself In It. I turned cold ana felt sick. Monslgnor s eye fvas upon me. He wither momenta returned with drew, but In a fe a little brandy. As the stewardess approached us everv voice, saving mlie and th priest's, waa lifted high, hoar: was dressed ln , snnu in question. She bonnet and shawl, and looked as though) having- missed the ship she had just stepbed on board after a long chase ln an open boat. l ou re wanted on deck, steward !! she. paying- no he4d to th passenger's ques tion, i " What am I wanted for? M said the . ard. turning. If pdasible. paler than h was. "I think It's to se about th saloon breakfast." she Answered, and then. Dull ing off her bonn M. she cried. " What an awful business t b sure! They're mad with terror In the 'tweendecks, where the beasts have kep m locked up sine 4 o'clock." Th steward ca rted th figure of a man going to his doom as he walked to th companion steps at 4 mounted them. H knocked upon tt e ctused doors,, but got no reply, lie knocked again, and a vole delivered by a hu lican lung thundered: " My orders an to shoot down any man who tries to breai : through, so keep back " Th steward fel half-way down the flight of steps; I caugh at that Instant th dull light of a ship's nusket barrel In th grip of th sentry. SuUdeniy another man cam Into th companion, and th same hoars vole I remmbt-d aa having answered Cape Sinclair's hail, bawled down: " Was that the steward knocking?" " Ay. Sir." answered the terrified man. " Then com up knd bear a hand. No need to keep th passers era waiting breakfast." Th steward Dssd out. but ih idun were left open, aad a minute later, after a aad f :a r. i la short rumble of lows cam below alk, on of th two fel- iT continued.) AMONG THE MIDDLE VILLAGES SOME CHABA0TEBISTI03 OF THE CONNECTICUT YANKEE. How Ther Reeetved a Small msner Colony 9t New-Yorkera Slow 1st Accepting- Them aa KelshbOrs A Tax V Collector Who Recognised . Lager Whe H Had the Opportanlty The Root Deer Habit Five Gallons la a Slagl Week the Record. Th venerable adage to " make hast slowly " l held ln particular esteem ln Middle Village, Conn., as applied to the matter of becoming acquainted. The Middle Villagers are true conservatives. Thus: It waa early Spring when a little colony of young New-York people came up to this rural corner and established themselves ln an old abandoned parsonage, there to keep house and write articles and paint landscapes and raise a vegetable garden. They sought no acquaintances; they were their own best company, and perhaps that Is one reason why time swung round from April 1 to Aug. I before they found themselves actually In touch with the setUed dwellers. To be sure, ther were some sporadic courtesies, pro and con, but these were only long-distance shots by skirmishers, and did not Indicate a general engagement. The Middle Villagers did not propose to be drawn into a conflict before they were fully prepared, and so they Imitated the war horse, which smelleth the battle from afar. They went round and about, viewing the colony from all points of advantage and disadvantage, and. because the colony was provoklngly lnd.ff erent and quite as conservative as any one, baste waa Indeed made slowly, and Summer was thinking about its waning glories before the colony was met on the street of Middle Village by the best people with bows and doffed hats and Invited Into big stone houses to see wonders brought home by seagoing members of the family. But Middle Village had Its classes. There are those well meaning but unfortunate people who propel themselves at you with each utterance and who answer to the term "natives" joyously; believing that It implies an American origin. These took rank with skirmishers In the social affair, and were dismissed as such. The attempt made immediately after to discipline the colony under the arm of the Church was also repelled. Then followed a period while the village took position as an army of observation. But now, even that Is over. One of . the most delightful of all the pleasant people ln Middle Village thus far has been an old gentleman, who is an ex-member of the Legislature. He has an Intelligent cow, which he pastures near the parsonage, and every morning through the Summer It has been his custom to lead her out and afterward use the leading cord to tie up the pasture bars with. This is so that the cow will not free herself and wander at will on the highway. His recital of the. creature's pranks led to comment on th landscape, and eventually to an Invitation to Inspect the sketches which the artist of the colony had made, and tacked on a north wall. The legislator came promptly the day after, equipped with a gift of apples and a copy of his family genealogy. The fractious cow looked after hlta, and hooked vainly at the well-tied bars. " These apples." said the legislator, " will make good pies. There are apples on your place, but not of this kind." fThe genealogy of apple trees even is known ln Middle Village.) " And this book may Interest you. If you want to write up anything about the the natives." He made a wry face, and It -was plain that the word hurt. " Yes, I am writing some articles," said the colonist, who writes, "and they have something to say about the ' natives 'but not as natives." " Well. I'm glad of that. I know that's the way city people refer to us. and they don't mean any harm. But It doesn't sound well, the way they say it." Then he wiped the perspiration from his face, put on his glasses, and stood In front of the sketches. There were bits of road, odd fence corners, ! suggestive rocks, and some groupings of trees. The legislator passed them in review with a tentative " Yes. yes." until he came to a small engraving not of home manufacture of Nlc-olaes Maei'i "The Spinner." He stopped, and his puzzled old face brightened up wonderfully. . " Now, there's what I like! " he exclaimed. " Those o-o-old things! That old woman looks as natural as" He chuckled ln the pleasure of reminiscence over It. " My mother had just such a wheel; I had It up garret the longest time. Then at last a lady from the city wanted It awful, and I let her have it. I forsret what she paid." " Perhaps she wanted It to prove her native ' origin." the artist suggested. He brightened up, cnuckiing over the allusion. " I shouldn't wonder a bit. Llke's not's just so." It was a phase of the eternal social strife between town and country. A trifling Inconsistency on either side affords the other much amusement. But art and literature are not subjects for extended conversation with fixed Middle Villagers; the weather and the garden are far more reliable. The town tax collector often invades the garden of the colony, pinning down whomever he mayhave Been as he went by to tale after tale. His yarn spins out as the vegetation grows; steadily and with no apparent cessation3. "It's dry, ain't it?" he says. This can't be disputed. All Connecticut is as dry as a wooden nutmeg this year, and gardens in Middle Village droop and pine. " My early potatoes inTt amountin' to nothlu , and the vines Is most all dead. I shall hev to dig them right off. Bugs trouble you much? A teaspoon of parts green to a bucket of water U about right for them. Get it too strong you burn the vines. Some folks hev dlff'ent ways of gettln' red of bugs. Did you bear how Deacon Wallace does?" " No. Some pious scheme, perhaps?" "Haw, haw. haw! Wall, the Deacon don't belong to no church. We call him Deacon 'cause he cusses so much. Leastways, be used to. Now he's Uvin' with his second wife he's sorter toned down. Wall, the Deacon he had a garden on top a hill, with a steep gravel - landslide going down to the road. An' one day he was workin' up there and seed Squire Strong coming er-long. "-' Good mo'nln Square,' he calls. How you gettln' on weth the potatoes T " ' I'm just about discouraged; what weth the bugs and all,' says Squire. " ' Jest step up here and see how I flx 'em. Gets 'em every time. Deacon,' he. yells out. So 'Square he climbs up that awful ateep landslide to see how to get red of bugs. " ' Thls's the best way ever I see,' says Deacon. And he ketches a bug, puts him on a piece of stone, and smashes him with another piece. 'Jest do that to 'em. Square, and they won't bother your potatoes none. I tell ye! - , " But 'Squar he was half way down to the road agln. m "Deacon, he waa awful pleased weth what he done, and he told th whole town and country. But 'Square, he kept still, and when they'd hector him about it he'd hardly so much as smile. So blmeby the thing sorter cooled down like a joke will; and then one night we was all Inter th store waitln' for th Post Office to be sorted out; and deacon, he says, without thinkin': - M "I never see skeeters so had as they be this year. Wny. up to my house they hum so loud you can't hear talkln', and they are certainly as poison skeeters as I ever see. Must be some new kind.' " ' They don't bother me none,' says 'Square, after several others had said how pestered they were. I tell ye. Deacon, the trick a felier says they work ln Jersey, where all the skeeters come from. I reckon f you'd try it fair and square you'd get red of 'em, too.' . "Why, what a that?" says Deacon, quick. jest go out some nlrht and find their nesta and suck their algs.' says 'Square. And then you could have heard us laughln' for half a mile." Then, after th tax collector has laughed his own laugh at the stories a laugh so Infectious that on patiently waits his stories through to get It, tie looks about th garden mart at leisure, and says It Is a good garden. This Is a sura gat to the colony's good graces, and he Is forthwith asked to com up to the cellar, where a bottle of lager may b found. If it Isn't there, H will be hanging down the well, and colder than Icehouse stores. Middle Village doesn't go In for lager openly. To drink It la a sin which may safely b Indulged only on tb occasion of visits to Hartford or New-London. The tax collector possesses tht serpent's wisdom, and does not teil of the enure good fortune that la his In th colony's acquaintance.. And. despite the dry weather, th garden of th colony has been all that a garden should be. in fact. It has been coddled and coaxed. Many a bucket of water has been lugged to It In the evenings after dry, hot days. In that way th- melons and tomatoes and young roots have been kept growing and in proper . condition. But at large. It has don Its duty without help. The colony Is somewhat Impractical, and has a way of estimating a thing's value by the amount of pur pleasure It may furnish. By this standard the garden is the most desirable of possessions, for nothing has furnished so much pleasant exercise of a healthy sort, and nothing has been more delightful than to watch th gradual growth from conception and Infancy to maturity of the sturdy plants. How the corn has sprung up! A tiny erect spear of green, pricking its determined way through the delved earth; then the branching off of distinct leaves, and the continued upward growth between them of the parent stalk. By and by, when the stalk reached man stature, there was a tassel lng out and a shaking In the wind of pollen that floated on tbe air like gold ln Impalpable dust, and the ears took shape and hung out their silken banners green and soft, by and by turning brown and dry.. Car was to be exercised then; the silk must not be allowed to get too dry or the corn would b too hard. But. taken In its prime, the ears boiled to a turn, the kernels 4are and white and filled with a juicy sweetness truly then the table delights for a moment overbalanced the more abstract Joy of gardening for growth only. And corn Is but a sample. There was a good-sized plot of ground, with all manner of desirable things to eat growing in It. And every one had Its individual characteristics of growth and shape and tint. To gar- S for Summer is in itself a liberal education; It Is an Initiation Into some of nature" sweetest mysteries. Nothing afforded the colony of brlcked-ln. avement-sore New-Yorkers more healthy Joy than this. One only o' the colony is debased by a turn for figures, and he undertook recently to show how fine a thing a garden was from a financial view. Here,'7 said he, " we paid $1.50 to have the garden plowed. $1.50 r eed, and $1.85 for fertilizer. That's M.8T call it $5, for we can afford to throw in the margin. That has been the exact and entire outlay on the garden. In return, what has it done for us? It has given us vegetables fresh eveiy day through the last half of June, al. July, and August. There - have been radl.ihcs. salads, cucumbers, string beans and butter beans, green corn and succotash, new potatoes. Summer squash, onions, beets, carrots I can't name all; I can only Indicate. These have been fresh every day - for dinner, and ln such quantities as would have cost us daily In New-York from 75 cents to $1. We've had from. four to eight at a meal. Call It an average of 90 cents a day. My private opinion Is that it will go over that, but W cents will do.. Now, we had ln June 15 dinners; ln July 31 dinners; August, 31 dinners, nearly; total. 77 dinners of iresh vegetable. At W cents each the cost would have been fsa.S0. What has been the cost to us? Jour dollars and eighty-five cents. Profit, $05.45. Does gardening pay? My opinion is that it does, even when done by idiotic amateurs like ourselves, who didn't know enough to plant -and hoe potatoes till the neighbors showed us how. " But how about the time we've put ln on It? " exclaimed another. " Our time is worth a good deal, and we've worked hours on that plot." " And you'd better be thankful you have," was the spirited reply. " If you hadn't worked you'd have loafed. And the muscle you are so proud of now wouldn't be In existence at all. Your time! " scornfully. " We'd all better call that square." The tax collector, as intimated, sometimes comes to the house of the New-York colony on a hot day and assesses then a bottle of lager. When the colony, singly or en masse, return his call, he reciprocates their lager with root brew, supplemented with cookies which his wife hands round on china plates with a dim gilt border. The china is good; so are the cookies, but the colony suspects that the tax collector Is willing to discount root beer ln favor of lager. But the root beer habit seems to have fastened Itself, octopus like, on Middle Village, and the tax collector loyally stands up for the local beverage. His wife views the growing taste with concern, and seems to feel that, bad as It is. It may lead on to something worse. " When one gets to drinking, one can't stop," she said, in the presence of her husband. " Now. there's one of your neighbors down the other side; he brewed up five gallons of beer last week, and how long d' you guess It lasted him?'' " A week." was hazarded, knowing the reputation of the neighbor. " Didn't last him two days." she announced. And she sent a warning glance at her husband. "He's an awful drinker" said her husband, shaking his head. And then, as she rose ln virtuous satisfaction to put more cookies on the china plates, he winked behind her back at the entire colony. The next day the tax collector was discovered hanging half his bulk over the curbing of the well. A colonist ran out to greet him. " Trying to make your toilet, or doing the Narcissus act? Have to caution you the well's essentially dry, and the water's too low for that." " You mean nasturtiums, don't you? " he replied. " I never see any of them growing down a well. I was Just a looking looking to se how much water there was. That well usually goes dry" " Speaking of being dry, com down cellar," the colonist interrupted.- " Goes dry early In the Summer, but here it's been holding out on you folks ln good shape," he concluded, following after. Then, directly: "Why, seems to me that beer 'ud be cooler in the well, wouldn't It? Or don't you want It too cold?" " Not too cold; no." "I never see any that was too cold for me." he continued. " But I see you use the well for a refrigerator. Good Idea." Nothing escapes the eye of the observant neighbor. There was a festoon of nails about the well curbing, from which stout strings hung Into the depths of the well. Attached to each string was some perishable viand a dish of butter, meat, a basket with salad fixings. For Middle Village has no ice delivery, and when one wants what one haa not and cannot get, one becomes ingenious at devices. The well was dry. That is, there was a foot of water left in it, -but not suitable for drinking, and the spring below the parsonage was relied on ln Its stead. But now the well proved to be an admirable preserver, and nothing trusted to Its maw was injured. At the depth to which food was lowered. It seems, no insect life existed. " They're gettln' a good many fish now ln the river," the tax collector added, absent-mindedly. He sat on the tub of salt pork, and his glass was empty. " Thanks. D'you ever go eelln'? 'F you do, come with me some night Only be careful and not do what the Deacon did one time when he and I went together." " What waa that?" "Why, ho pulled out a whopping long eel, and threw him In the basket. You know how lively eels Is? This one wouldn't stay In the basket no way. He was out and squlrmin'- up the boat like all possessed a dozen times. ' Dum ye,' says the Deacon, ' I'll make ye stay there.' An he ketched him and" Here the tax collector indicated the motions of biting off the eel's hesd, spitting It over the side of the boat, and triumphantly putting the decapitated eel In the basket. " When he got home, and it waa light, he see his eel was just a big water snake. He ain't been eelln' sence." He arose and started home. He turned to say: "F my wife heard me tell that story she'd say Td tuk to the drink again. Say what d'you think of the fe.low that drunk five gallons of root beer ln two days?" " I was sorry for him." ' " WTas ye? So'm I. Pretty tough to make a reputation as a drinker that way. ain't It? Well, I'll be sorry when Summer's over and you folks go back to the city." A Great Improvement Over the Me- Klnley Act. To On Editor of Tt Xrta- York Timet: It seems to me that In their effort to spur the Democratic Senators to approve of the House bill as fitly representing the views of the Democracy and fulfilling Its pledges, many Democratic newspapers - have made a serious mistake ln asserting that the acceptance of the Senate measure by the House would discredit and dishonor the party, and endanger Its future success. It can and must be made apparent to all sincere advocates of tariff reform that a very substantial reduction from the McKlnley Imposition has been made, for which Democrats are entitled to tbe credit, and that the success of the Republican ' Party would have defeated all efforts to mitigate the exactions of tbe McKlnley law. and that Hs future success will mean Its restoration or aggravation. It must, therefor, be quit apparent that to avert that calamity aad to secure further amelioration of the burdens of taxation requires our party success, purged . of Its betrayers. i It should be mad clear that parties are liable to embrace some officials whose Self interest overrides all party, and patriotic considerations, and for whose treachery tb party cannot be held responsible. Only the people of Maryland are responsible for Oonnaa. Mew-Jersey fur Smith. Ohio for Brioe. and tney alone wul be responsible fur their continuance In office after the ex-piratlon ot their respective terms. As a Democrat who earnestly desired tb approval of the Wilson bill, regarding It wise, and a good-faith eontpllance with the expressed wish of the people, and the honest observaaee of our party pledges. 1. nevertheless, approve vt the acceptance ot the half-loaf of th Senate bill as a great Improvement upon th " stone " of Uo-Klnleyism. proffered br tbe Republican Party. in this view of tbe case. I e nothtna to dis credit Democratic principles, or tb feubfulnea or in party inai anouia aoai our seal in their advocacy, or suageat doubt of their future supremacy. U, C CALVIN. Aug. It. ISM. ( A DAY ASHORE IN BORWAT OVEB TEE KOUXTAIH BO ASS T&OK BEEQEH TO MOLDE, Mag 1 See at View at La a a aad Sa. Illasalaate y Strange aad Beaa-tlfal Light EsTeets A Driver Wits IUad LoagfelIw Dart a the- W la-tar tCveata; ana Waa W'aated ta ' Frea t Bellev What Ha Caos . Fla Raa aad Well-Kept Hatcla. MOLDE. Norway. Julr 28. A nr avion a letter told th readers of Th Times about tha journey of the excursionists on the Augusta .Victoria across th Atlantic, about their short stay at Hamburg, about their arrival ln the Land of th Midnight Sun, and about their progress up th coast a far aa Bergen. That town waa reached on July 13, and at 2:30 o'clock th excursionists boarded tb tender Hausa. Soon they wr landed In the Dlctureaaue streets of th ''Norwegian Hamburg." but as the Augusta Victoria is to remain her two days on her return Journey, they took only a cursory glance at the city. Bergen la oddly built on a hilly peninsula and th surrounding mainland. The fiord makes many Indentures ln It, causing the city to look most curiously uneven when viewed from the heights above. The visitors drove through the principal business streets. past many wharves and warehouses, and then on paat a park and some publio buildings, the latter of no architectural beauty or value, as they were low. ua-lv. and se verely plain. Arriving at the railway ata- tion. , they found awaiting them a apeclal train, which was to take them to Voaae- rangen. the first stopping place ln the over- tana Norwegian journey. Th railway carriages axe scrupulously clean, as, indeed, is everything here, and most .comfortable. There ara no first-class carriages, only second and third. Aa the second-class carriages have elvet ae&t and the floor Is carpeted, they resemble a ... i i . . . .. a . 10m irrmnn aimosi exactly, ana one can pasa through from end to end. aa well aa in at the sides. The third-class carriages have wooden seats and no carpet, but are ln other respects built ln the same way' as the second. There is not a very large railway system In Norway only short bits of road from some large and important seaport to some equally Important Inland town. so, although, th excursionists had a special train, they did not go extremely fast. but had plenty of time to look about them. However, they did ln three hours and a half what takes eight hours by the local trains, for there are many small stations. and they doubtless have to stoD at every one of them. On leaving- the town, the train climtia tb heights, and the visitors had a beautiful view of Bergen, surrounded by great mount ains covered with brilliant verdure: below was the blue fiord, with many ships, great and small, lying at anchor, and above all a curiously overclouded sky, half gray, half Diue, as ir uncertain whether to cry or not, like a child who wonders which would be most llkelv tn win tYt Hov t.D .4i.k The train then winds on through many tun- iicib, mere are nity-vwo in an, and on tu em mere are mountains covered with VAlfihn Th... n 1 slonal patch of snow to be seen, and that on the highest peaks, but everywhere there are farmhouses and gardens. Th lakes are calm and unruffled, and the rivers, though not flowing as at home, slowly and dlgnl-flediy, are not the wild, turbulent torrents vucjf ucvuuiti ia.i r on. uniorrunaieiy, through this part of the way rain fell, but auddenly. after passing through a tunnel and rnmlnr nrwin mmw v.a nnv. n u - Svereflord. a bit of salt water, green and (uuuuiiicB., m uwi tciuuh nuuww spanned the horlson from side to side, and the whole landacatMi wen tmhH wltK , u A Its many colors. Arter this revelation of splendor, there was once more an expanse of weird, cloudy sky, causing the mountains and lakes to seem more grave and more austere. At 6:30 o'clock they came In sight of Vangsvand. the picturesque sheet of water by whos side the travelers were to pass the night. situated, perfectly clean, and well kept. "re iiiKiue wrar ine native costumes, and are very quaint and do not seem to pose, as do the Swiss maids who appear ln costume. From the windows of the hotel the view of the lake, with snow-covered Grausldeen in the distance, is most imposing and yet not overpowering, as are so many Norwegian landscapes. After dinner the Americans all wandered out into the village to see the sights. Ther is a very old church, and some quaint old tombstones, but the great charm waa to aee something of the people, for they are quite .different from those in the Hardanger fiord. Here they. are all life and gayety. The difference comes, perhaps, from the scenes that constantly meet their eyes, for all around Vosserangen there are green fields and great farms ln every direction: in fact, it has been called " the kitchen garden of Norway." The children smiled quite willingly when one gave them coins, and of course they shook hands, too. for that is the custom of the country when any gratuity Is given. They seemed perfectly happy and childlike; -as pleased to aee the vialtora as the visitors were to see them, and even when our silver waa exhausted and one oould only smile on them, they seemed as bright ar.d cordial aa ever. At 10 o'clock it waa atill quite light, although there had been several showers during- the evening. " Next morning, July 14. those who awoke very ear)- were fortunate enough to see the sun rise over the great snow-clad peak.' which all night had mounted guard before the windows What a glory there Is In the sunshine! Cah that be the cold, severe mass of rock seen last night? No; It must be some palace built on a gray granite foundation. It Is true, but white and glistening with shimmering glints of red and gold and pink. Below was the lake, calm and placid, holding up her mirror, that all the beauty and splendor might be reflected therein. After an excellent breakfast, the party entered landaus and started for Gudrangen. The first thing that caught the eye as they mounted the hill just beyond the village was a company of soldiers drilling. Immediately everybody wanted to know all they could about the Norwegian Army, so. finding that the drivers spoke English, they proceeded to Inquire. It seems that all the Norwegian men are obliged to serv In the army, but. as our driver said. " Very many get out of It, because they only want big. strong men. The first year they serve fifty-four days, the second year twenty-four, and the third year twenty-four, and are not paid during the time that they serve. Soon after leaving th outlying houses of the village, the road winds through a picturesque ravine, then beside the Vosses trend Elv. a rather agitated river, crossed by several bridges. The roads in Norway are all mad by the Government, and so far have been found to be very good and well kept. Two wonderful lakes now come In sight. Lundarvand and Vosnevand. Never were seen mors marvelous light and shad effects --flrst a glomus sunlit sky. then the mountains so green and smiling, with from tlm to time strange purple shadows, and. below th violet water, absolutely quiet, reflecting and Intensifying the marvelous effects. About 11 o'clock they reached Twlndefos, a most beautiful and graceful waterfall. All along the road ther are minor waterfalls too numerous to possess th honor of a nam, but enlivening and varying th land-soap. As he drove along, on observed that every now and- then he passed a gat which was held open by children. Of course, to a oertain extent It Is begging, and to b deprecated, for th people appear too strong and honest for that sort of thing but It seems that these gates divide one farm from another, and keep th cattl from straying Into another man's farm. The land goes to the eldest son, and he la called "Jodel." or chief farmer, and th others have to hlr from him. - On of the drivers-a very Intelligent man. although only a servant at a tiny inn iht,.w.M P4 on, th way- poke rood .ngllah. making almost no grammatical errors, aad having an excellent vocabulary On of the first thinga he asked was- Is your great poet Longfellow dead?"' aad when told by on of th party that h had seen th house where the poet lived for many years, and stood under his favortt trees, th man looked at th speaker with admiring wonder, and told how he had read some of Longfellow's poems, and h ' liked them Very much." He waa anxious to hear all about our poets, historians, and modern writers, but nior particularly th pota. On can understand that th great beauty of this country would mak th people love ptry. In th Winter, this driver said, h spent moat of his tlm reading aad studying Vnellah -t a n rival- w.i lU" Education is compulsory In Norway, th ... -. - vHt y n uovern- nser.t. and It Is practically Impos-lhl to find - - -- - u4 wni. . Th roost interesting and picturesque view oo Uphelmsvand la th Up helms KLrk. Am In this village the church stood out so prominently, questions were asked about th religion f th peuple. The Lutheran faltk I th Htat religion, and ail must b of that persuasion, except some very high officials. Into who religion, as near aa on could mak out, no particular inquiry Is mad. After tailing this, th driver said very seriously: " But tb day of freedom is coming freedom to think and believe as w please, and w shall b fro, as you ara Is th United States." When on doea not possess It, freedom of this sort Is a great thing, and certainly, of all hard things in the world, believing to order must b the hardest. Th air Is soft, and fragrant with the pete fume of new-mown hay and th scent of many wild flowers. Just here there are sam curious and rare effects caused by tb sunlight falling on the great fel spat h mountains and their reflection In th water. Somebody remarked on th charm of th sc-sr.e. " But," said the driver. " you ought to se It In Winter. Then th Uk is frosen and Is of a blue-green color, wall all around the mountains are as whit as that highest peak In th distance, and w only se th sun at noon for a few moments. I know, for I live ther." pointing to a tiny farmhous near by. Th travelers crossed th Naeroedals Dr. which becomes almost a torrent now and again, and then climbed up to th top of th magnificent Stalhetmsklev, where on sees what Is said to be the finest view la all Norway. They atopped for luncheon at the Staiheim Hotel. Prom tb roof th scene is most Imposing. On on side Is th , great mountain of gray felspatb rock -standing out sever and rugged against th blue sky; below winds tbe sombre Naeroedal. and everywhere ther Is the sound of rushing water. It Is Indescribable, but very wonderful. Many celebrated views do not Impress one, but this most certainly does. It Is one of the favorite resting places of the Emperor of Germany, and during tbe past week he has been spending several days there. At 3:30 o'clock the visitors again entered th landaus to drive to Gudvangen. Th famous descent la very interesting, with its many turnings and apparent danger. .They passed through th grave and sad Noe-roedaL There la a charm, to b sure. In this lonely valley, but the first part of th drive was more varied and beautiful. Its climax being reached at Staiheim. Gudvangen Is a tiny village at the head of th Noeroeflord. It is so shut In by high mountains that ln Winter th sun's rays never reach it. Here the travelers found th Hansa -waiting to take them back to the steamer; The sail down the Naeroeflord and then out Into the Aurlandsfiord Is aa experience never to be forgotten th great height of the mountains, th many waterfalls, the curloua formations of rock, and. above all, the marvelous effects of light aad shad. The- sun was directly ln front, so, on looking back all was gloomy and dark, but looking beyond all waa radiant and luminous, possessing a strange, almost magic, beauty, whos grandeur, coloring, aad mystery wielded a strange power which was too great to require words, or even to permit of them. There is certainly a feeling of aw which takes possession of on as b sees and feels th glories which exist ln nature. It was still daylight when, at 10 o'clock; In the evening, the party reached th Augusta Victoria, glad to b at bom one more after a day filled by mo many varying emotions. July is was spent sailing through the Sogneflord. one of the most famous of the fiords. Its banks hav been compared to those of Lake LAizerne. and ther ara many points of resemblance. The mountains are wooded much ln th sam way, th water has quite the same coloring, and everywhere there are smiling valleys, waving cornfields, luxuriant orchards, comfortable farmhouses, and In every village of any a lie one sees the little steeple which shows that there Is a church. About S o'clock th open sea was reached. It sema Strang not to se any land after having gotten so accustomed to viewing fine landscapes from the deck. On July 15 the visitors .awoke to the sound of national anthems, and found themselves In th harbor of Molde, an unknown country, yet to be explored. CTOLRXXT VXWS OP TEX YTXX AXTt, The Washington Star observes: "If the sculptors bellev that they are going to have an easy time preparing or procuring designs for the new dollar, they will find themselves much mistaken. One reason why the work of - designing has always been given to the mint engraver Is that the de- . signing of medalllo work requires a peculiar knowledge, which few engravers and fewer arusts possess. A design wnlcn appears exquisite hn black and white may be utterly unsulted to a medal. There are several good medal designers ln the United States. The one with the highest reputation is Henry Mitchell of Boston. New-York haa several medal artists. Faber of Philadelphia designed the life-savins; medal of the Treas ury department. A.ntroDus or cnlcago designed the Grant Medal, and the Seward Robinson Medal waa designed by Georg Coffin of the Treasury Department at Wash Insrton. There are several rood deslrnera besides Mr. Barber ln, the Philadelphia Mint. One of these. George T. Morgan, was the designer of the silver dollar now la circulation th dollar of 1878." Th Frelinghuysen statu unveiled th other day at Newark by ex-Chancellor Theodore Run yon. our Ambassador to Germany, hardly comes up to the opportunities which the subject afforded the sculptor. Th . latter la Mr. Karl Gerhardt of Hartford. The late Frederick Frelinghuysen waa a -man of commanding figure aad fin pre- ence, but ther la a meagreness about Mr. Gerhard t's statu which does not greatly please the Cabinet Minister's old friends. So far Newark has not been very lucky with statues; that of Gen. Kearny on th . same square with the Frelinghuysen Is not up to the mark. When will monument com- . mlttees learn that the hard work befor them lies ln the choice of a sculptor and the critical weighing of his designs T No pains should be spared to get advice from every availabl source, advice . as to th artistic quality of designs, as well as re garding tne likeness. A round sum should be set aside for this preliminary work. An idol's head of baked clay has been found ln the sand dunes near Tangier, where It was laid bare by the wind. Tha mouth Is large and wide open, th eyea . small, the cranium very small, th brow retreating, and the back of th head flat. It Is said to have In extraordinary degree a likeness to Idols found ln Mexico, particularly to the god called Xlpe. Kya aad ear ' are very little modeled, and on th top of th head la a pointed object. Xlpe waa a god worshipped on the coast of Mexico with ritea of uncommon cruelty: he was also th god of smiths and goldworkers. His human sacrifices were flayed alive. The Tangier Idol has been decorated with gold mica. This discovery is sure to revive the old theories of a primitive cpnectlon between the Phoenicians and the Indiana of Central America by way of the " lost Atlantis." The Washington Monument, by Mr. Thomas Ball, a gift to Methuen, Masa from Mr. Searles. Is almost finished. It con- ' slats of a central bronze figure of Washington on foot, resting one hand on his sword, point to th ground, and extending the other hand over the head of a kneeling woman, who represents Columbia. Ther are four colossal seated figures, of which all but tha Victory are finished. The design Includes four bust a of Generala in th Revolutionary Army, which are atill to be modeled. Th aculptor hopea to complete the monument within the next two years. Mr. Bail Is now In Boston. i ... The monument to Columbus projected by the Guild of the Sacred Heart In Mass-' chuaetta. which waa to b erected on Isabella Island, off th coast of Haiti, Is still unfinished. Th papers of San Domingo ara wondering- when the monument Is to b erected. Postponement, not relinquishment, of this odd scheme is said by representatives of th guild to be the reason for Inaction. Columbus la said to hav founded th first settlement In th New World on Isabella Island. : A bronx reproduction of th so-called Fighting Gladiator, or nud athlete, rushing forward with ahleld and sword, la to b placd ln Roger Williams Park. Providenc. It haa been cast at th Oorham Works and U th gift of Mr. Ueorge Wilkinson, tha German Company's Superintendent at Elm-wood. The figure ta e feet ln height, but. tat t the bending f th knees, th brons Itself la a little snorter. It will stand on a baa 4 feet high. In Constantinople th Bulgarians ara about to erect on th Golden Horn a church entirely mad of Iron. It Is designed by Bulgarian architects, and will b used by th Bulgarian colony. Th later policy f, BuU garia has been toward reconciliation with Turkey and tb establishment of an understanding with th Sublime Port to combine, against th ambitious designs of RuuU. A trio of Confederate Generals Ia Jackson, and Johnston hav been picture In full uniform, grouped together, by 14 A- Anderson of New-Tork. Th paint-. uaht for l.wA and will ba presented to som horn for Confederal ?.'tTIM' Probablv that at Richmond, Vi? Moorea-leV ' BUlawr- -On th Danish Island of FalaUr. soma mora bronx - lur - or trumpets, hav baen found, decorated with rings, chains. "VtfZ tfnmn.,,V. They ar about six I .tonf d coiled. They were found aWbo..y" iBCh tkw th auJfacVS

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