The Oskaloosa Independent from Oskaloosa, Kansas • Page 1

BttiMorfd 1 1 rli By F. H. ROBERTS. ii. Weekly Republican Newspaper, Devoted to ejferson County Interests.

Terms, $1.50 in Adyanci VOL. XXVIII, NO. 13. OSKALOOSA. KANSAS, SATURDAY.

OCTOBER 29, 1887. WHOLE NO- 1417. fll lit I Sill A 1 IV M. Av LEATHER FROM HUMAN SKIN. IN PORT.

Highly Essential Oils. rattled them. When they had secured us STATUE OF tfBERTY. NYE AS A CANDIDATE. He "Pnta Himself in the Hands of Hi" Friends" After That Into Bankruptcy.

A few weeks ago a plain man came to mc and said that he had resided in New York for long time and felt the hour had now arrived for politics in this city to be purified. BUFFALO BILL. By Lord Alfred Tennyson, as alleged. Thou 1 jn? of hair, of stalwart form, tnw uaerrJng tim can thro An I hi! tho bunuiu buffalo And quioUy luak it very warm For Wra. i hou of blooJy scenes, Wi a in ruti -M sin rk V- Iiuint is of X-r Yrt programme was to km and eat one of tu about every third day, and tht sailor and made tip our minds to eat no more food than would barely sustain life.

I was, at have told you, in very poor flesh, and, fortunately for the sailor, he was not much better off, while he had a running sore on his leg. He had no sooner informed me of this than I out with my knife and gashed the calf of my right leg, and then, by rubbing tobacco into the fresh wound, I got up an irritation which knew would soon produce a sore. The next day after the death of Philbrick our allowance of food was greatly increased, but we scarcely tasted a mouthful. They also gave us plenty of brandy, bottles of English make, but we never touched it. I kept working at my wound I I came across a queer old fishmonger at Quincy market, the other day, who had for sale a most curious variety of oils obtained from finny inhabitants of the deep, most of which I had never heard of in my life before.

He kept them on a long shelf, a row of enormous glass bottles. Of the contents of many of them, he said, apothecaries bought large quantities for medicinal purposes. In No. 1, he ex plained, was porpoise oil, derived from the jawbone of that interesting animal, which for lubricating watch machinery is un? equaled. The big; sunfish of the sea supplies an oil exhibited in jar No.

2 that highly recommended for rheumatic pa tients, and in the treatment of this complaint is also employed see jar No. the oil obtained from the fat that lies beneath the turtle's upper shell The oils trMl out from the entrails of eels and pickerel are frequently prescribed, so the vender of fish declared, for deafness. Tbe skins of eels, by the way, are a sovereign cure for cramps if tied around tne waist. More than half of the big bottles were filled with cod liver oiL Of this the pro duction Is, of course, far greater than that of all the rest combined, The process of refining it, I am told, is quite elaborate. To this by far the greatest fish market in the United States many millions livers are brought every season by salty trawlers, who Bell them at the docks to manufacturers' agents.

The crude oil is passed through boiling water, so that it maybe thoroughly cooked, and then poured into canvas bags. These bags are squeezed beneath hydraulic presses, the lard likertearine remaining inside, while the oleine oozes out ready to put up for the market. This cod liver oil, of the best quality, can be obtained from the manufacturer by any one who cares to bring his own receptacle at 1.25 per gallon. Apothecaries charge about this per quart. Along the rarest of the fish products exhibited by the old market man was melon oil so called because it has the fragrance of the musk-melon.

It is a secretion in the nose of a pilot, whale, and is the best lubricant known short of porpoise oil for delicate machinery. 1 Ita congealing point is so low that it remains liquid with the ther mometer at zero. Another curious oil, which is so susceptible to cold that if placed in a temperature where ice melts it will freeze, is extracted from the fat at the base of the forelegs of the Indus river crocodile. It is a famous leather dressing. New Orleans Picayune.

Hiding; on an Engine. You will never find me riding on an en gine simply for the sensation of watching the roadway. At one time I had a. regular passion for that kind of thing, and in every case where a permit could be ob tained I rode in the cab. It was on the Burlington two years ago that I received a lesson which will not be forgotten.

The engineer and fireman were in their customary seats, and I was on the right side leaning against the cab, chatting with the men. Something led me to inquire how many ways of escape were open in case of an accident. The engineer, Jim Goodwin, looked around and gravely answered: "Only two," nodding at the windows. "What is the third man to do?" was my next question. "Be crushed by the tender," was the laconic reply.

You bet, I thought a good deal, and at the next station. Bed Oak, I think I told Jim that I'd go back to the coach, chances were too slim on the footboard. Jim shook hands, remarking that he liked to see a friend in the cab. You may call it a presentiment if you please, but that talk saved my life. In the course of another honr we ran Into a car that stuck over the end of a switch.

Jim shipped on the hit brake, threw over his lever and went out of the window, and his fireman jumped on the other side. The engine was ditched and the tender piled right into the cab, where I would have been crushed. My friend Jim sprained his ankle, broke one arm and was terribly cut about the head, although none of his injuries were fatal. Now I ride in the place assigned to passengers. T.

L. Granby in Globe-Democrat. Qaean Christina's Tact. A well known poet of Spain, deservedly famous for. his work, was at the same time a man.

of most advanced radical opinions, and waged such bitter and open. war atrainst the regency that he was at last arrested, tried and exiled. He was but scantily endowed with the world's goods, and the wife and children he left behind soon fell into absolute poverty. The poet petitioned Queen Christina for pardon in their behalf, and was at once permitted by her to return to Spain and to his family. He obtained an audience and went in person to tender his thanks to the sovereign and offer the expressions of his gratitude and homage.

He was graciously treated, less as the enemy that was than the future friend. Suddenly the queen said: "You are not rich, senor; literary men of merit seldom are, and you have a large family, have you not?" "I have six children, your majesty." "Six?" continued the queen; "then there are three for you and three for me." From that day the poet's three daugh ter's were cared for and educated at the queen's expense, who considers them as her special and personal charge. Chicago Herald. The Worst Walter of AH. The native born American is the worst waiter of them all.

He comes to the business through misfortune, and he Is a dis gusted, disheartened and thoroughly disagreeable man. He is bound to show his contempt for the work by slamming the dishes upon the table, growling at the guests, grumbling at any extra service, and accepting his tips without thanks. There are some good waiters of almost every nationality under the sun except Americans. Some people might think the college boys who serve the tables of the mountain hotels in summer were an exception, but tbe way they put food on the tables of a summer hotel in tbe mountains is not waiting. Besides, the impressionable guests always make so much ado about college student waiters that the young men get to think it is a sort of dis tinction, and so they get over the Ameri can's repugnance to that kind of work.

New York Club Man in Commercial Advertiser. A Substitute for Silk. Gelsoline is the name of a new material resembling silk. A writer in the Journal Commercial et Maritime says of it that two students in Italy have invented an apparatus the object of which is to sub stitute mulberry fiber tor cotton, ana have given it the above name. On removing the bark from the young shoots of mulberry trees a fiber is found, which in fineness and tenacity is not exceeded by silk, and the object of the invention is to treat the bark and isolate the fiber by a mechanical process.

Three English houses are said to have already made offers to purchase the entire production emanating trow uus novel process. jrranx ajeaiM m. A I I Flourishing- Tannery Where It Is Prepared for the Shoemaker. I remember that two or three years ago incidentally referred to a proment physician of this city wearing shoes made from the skin of negroes. He still adheres to that custom, Insisting that the tanned hide of an African makes the most enduring and the most pliable leather known to man.

Only last week I met him upon the street with a brand new pair of shoes. I looked at his foot wear, as I always dolus pedal coverings have an irresistible fascination for me and said, with a smile: "Is the down trodden African still beneath your feet?" In the most matter of fact way, and without the shadow of a smile, he answered: "I suppose you mean to inquire if I still wear shoes made of the skin of a negro. I certainly do, and don't propose changing la that respect until I find a leather that is softer and will last longer and present a better appearance. I have no sentiment about this matter. Were I a southerner in the American sense of that word I might be accused of being actuated by a race prejudice.

But I am a foreigner-by birth, although now an American citizen by naturalization. I fought in the rebellion that the blacks might be freed. I would use a white man's skin for the same purpose if it were sufficiently thick, and it any one has a desire to wear my epidermis upon i.is feet after I have drawn ray last breath he has my ante mortem permission." The doctor's shoes always exhibit a peculiarly rich lustrousness in their blackness. He assures me that they never hurt his feet. The new pair he was using when I last saw him emitted no creaking sound and appeared as comfortable as though they had been worn a month.

Their predecessors, he told me, had been in constant use for eight months. He obtains the skin from the bodies of negroes which have been dissected in one of our bid medical colleges. The best leather is obtained from the thighs. The soles are formed by placing several layers of leather together. The shoes are fash ioned by a French shoemaker of this city, who knows nothing of the true character of the leather, but who often wonders at its exquisite smoothness and says that it excels the finest French calfskin.

Do not for a moment think that this doctor presents an exceptional case of one who puts the human skin to a practical use. Medical students frequently display a great variety of articles in which the skin or bones of some dissected mortal has been grewsomely utilized and in bursts of generosity they sometimes present these to their friends, who prize them highly. One of the dudest dudes in town carries a match safe covered with a portion of the skin of a beautiful young woman who was found drowned in the Delaware river. It still retains its natural color. Another young man with Whom I am acquainted, carries a cigar case made of negro skin, a ghastly skull and cross bones appearing on one side in relief.

One of the best known surgeons in this country, who re sides in this city, has a beautiful instru ment case entirely covered with leather made from an African's skin. A young society lady of this city wears a beautiful pair of dark slippers, the -remarkable lustrousness of whose leather invariably excites the admiration of her friends when they see them. The young doctor who presented them to her recently re turned from an extended foreign tour, and he told her that he had purchased them from a Turk in Alexandria and that he did not know what sort of leather they were made of, but he supposed it was the skin of some wild animal. As a matter of fact, the skin came from a negro cadaver which once was prone on a Jefferson college dissecting table. The rosettes on tho slippers were deftly fashioned from the negro's kinky hair.

Philadelphia News. A Dot in the Chin Sea. The little island of Pootoo, one of the Chusan group, about 150 miles from Shanghai and forty from Ningpo, is a beautiful little dot in the China sea, some four miles square and cacred to the priest hood and worship of Buddha. Perhaps the main object of the Chinese pilgrim in visiting Pootoo is to hear what the oracle has to say at this temple; for a fortune told here is supposed to be de lineated by the great Buddha himself. Chinese pay handsomely for these mani festations and every white man doing tne island is supposed to have his fortune told.

The business costs about two or three dollars, and is marked with considerable ceremony and ingeniousxess. The great golden idol of the temple holds in his right hand a sort of cornuco pia filled with numbered bamboo sticks. On payment of the fee the officiating priest makes obeisance to the deity and waves Incense before him, which is followed by some hidden machinery making the hand rattle up the sticks and drop two or three. These are reverently picked up and the combination deciphered, written out on fancy paper and handed to the cus tomer. The writer has before him one of these manifestations translated verbatim by a Chinese office boy.

Though rather ob scure, it is not altogether devoid oi an el ement of the encouraging and poetic. It runs thus: "The joss say you come the time au tumn. I tell you I compare you as a stork; then you get fair wind you fly up to heaven; no, any bird can pass you." San Francisco Chronicle. An Afghan Kxecntlon. The Pioneer newspaper elves an ac count of the execution of Tuimnr Shah, the ringleader of the recent Herat mutiny.

Tuimur was taken to a public place, and there, after his beard had been plucked out, be was stoned to death by the chief officers of the army, Parwana Khan, as kowtal of the city, casting the first stone. It is said that Taimur, who was a man of exceptionally powerful build, did not die at once, though stones were piled upon him in a large heap. Two days later the sentry on duty saw a movement among the stones, and, stooping, he heard Taimur say: "Oh, creature of God, come kill me, that I may be released from this tor ment." This being reported to the ameer. he ordered Taimur to be killed outright. London Times.

Time pnt wttb the Barber. One of the rushers of New York, who is a forced patron of the barbers, has com puted tne time he spends every year in a barber's chair. He is shaved three times a week, and says the average time spent in the shop is twenty minutes. He feels that this is a moderate estimate, but is willing to let it pass. "That figures up Just one hour every week," he resumed, "making fifty-two hours in a year, or two and one-sixth days, spent by me every year in being shaved.

Say my 'shaving life1 la thirty years, I lose over two months in a barber's chair. Too much, altogether too much tune." New bun. a they formed a party of twenty of the best men and set off for the creek, and In half an hour this party returned shouting and singing. The sailors had suspected nothing and were easily captured. One them was put into the nut witn me, and he told me they supposed they were" being invited to a feast of some sort, and that the natives had my permission to bring them to the Tillage, To be honest with the reader, did not think these islanders were eaters of human flesh.

I had been told so by Kanakas and others, but the idea of a race of men living within a day's sail of civilization and given to such horrible practices was too absurd for even sailor Jack's belief. They might be pirates and wreckers, but they certainly could not be cannibals. I am writing of twelve years ago. If I could not believe it then, who can believe it now? A fid yet this dispatch has lately been published all over the country: Bam Fauccisco, Sept. 5.

Information is re ceived that on one of the outlying islands of the 8aadwich group a massacra of three boatmen belonging to the schooner Matt Anderson was lately made by natives under exceptionally brutal circumstances. The boatmen were first severely wounded to render them helpless, tied hand and foot, and then taken in canoes over to another island and traded for pigs. The purchasers then finished them and had a cannibal feast on their bodies. I quieted the fears of the sailor with me by affirming that the natives yet hoped to see the brig come ashore, and by holding us they knew they would weaken the crew and render the event more probable. Shortly after noon they gave ns a very liberal meal, and from what outside words could catch up I gathered that messen gers had been sent off to bring the vil lagers home to attack the brig.

They came before sunset, and they had scarcely arrived when a couple of guards came and conducted me to the head man or chief. He was a short, stout, ugly look ing fellow, and I saw at a glance that all the people seemed to fear him. He had been told, I suppose, that I could speak the dialect, and no sooner had I come into his presence than he shouted at me: "So you dare land on my island with out first seeking permission. We shall see about that." "But we are sailors in distress," I re plied. "Bah! What is your distress to me? Am I responsible because you don't know how to sail your ship safely? Where does your craft come from, and where is she bound to?" I told him truly.

"What is your cargo?" "She is in ballast only." "How many men are left aboard?" "Seven, counting the cook." "Is he a negro?" "He is." "Well, you needn't count him. We will throw him to the sharks. I ato some negro once and it made me sick for three days. We will capture the ship and bring your friends here." But why not carry word for ns to some of the ports and thus earn a large snm of money?" "And be seized and shut up in prison, or hung Take the Jean, long devil away and fatten him up. If he won't eat you must cram the food down his throat." lie hit the nail on the head when he called me long and lean.

I 6tood about six feet, was long armed and long legged, and weighed only 140 pounds. They might have hunted for a week without finding an ounce of fat. When I returned to the hnt I no longer had any nope. I felt certain that we had not only fallen among cannibals, but that some of us would surely be eaten within a day or two. I was greatly wor ried, too, about the brig.

The yawl was the only boat left her by the storm, and onr continued absence would puzzle the captain. He would have no idea of the mess we had got into, and would not therefore be on his guard against an at tack by the natives. I am certain they meant to make one, but Providence inter fered. With the gomg down of the sun a strong breeze set in from the land and before midnight, as I learned several months later, the cables which had so long stood the strain parted and let the brig drift to sea. She was picked up by a steamer next day and towed Into Honolulu, and the captain reported that we of the yawl had likely been capsized and drowned while trying to come off to the brig after dark.

That report settled our fate, and nothing more would ever be learned of ns except by accident. Our first night in the Tillage was a wretched one. The natives were awake all night long, singing, shouting and rejoicing over onr capture, and, It being midsummer, we were nearly devoured alive by insects. I caught a few words now and then from the guards dur ing the night, and I thus learned that the sea was too heavy to permit the attack on the brig, and that none of ns would bo eaten until the people of Little Cannibal, which was three or four miles distant, could cross the channel. This, they figured, could be done in another twenty- four hours, but they were wrong.

The wind held at half a gale for the next two days, and it was on the fourth day of our capture that the visitors appeared. A chief and about twenty men came, and were warmly welcomed. I had not seen any of the sailors except the one who lodged with me up to this time, but I knew the huts in which they were confined, and by looking through the crevices of my prison walla I got an idea who would be the first victim. The fattest man in our crew had come ashore with me. He was a second class seaman named Philbrick, and was built like a porpoise.

He had a smooth face, red cheeks, and was in the bloom of health. If the natives were after something fat and tender in the way of human flesh they would certainly take Philbrick, and I soon saw they meant to. The choicest food they could provide was being carried to him, and it was evident they wera stuffing him for the feast. He, poor fellow, evidently had no suspicions, or, with a sailor's proverbial recklessness, was bound to live high while the opportunity held out. The visitors arrived about 9 o'clock in the morning, and half an hour later I saw Philbrick led out.

I do not think the men in any of the other huts could have seen him. I think they had given him plenty of strong drink, for he acted tipsy, and as he came out of the hut he was singing a happy song. The people at once gathered around him and led him off to the woods in the rear of the Tillage. Onr guards went with the crowd, their places being taken by flTe or six boys of from 15 to 18 years of age. These boys were well armed, attended strictly to the business on hand, and any attempt to force our way ont would have resulted in our death.

It was 3 o'clock in the afternoon when the men returned, and I was soon aware of the fact that Philbrick had been killed and devoured. Indeed the people congratulated each other on his excellent condition, and the strangers departed oi home with the promise to come back on the third day. It 'now seemed that tht I I I in in I 'as -stsasctt Bafe, safe la port! Ahl Messed Is that Ions expected boor. When, safe from all the cruel sea's dread power, rrom runed storms and tide and buffetings, The driren ship folds close its beaten wings, Aad o'er the peaceful waters of the bay fa heard the seaman's gladsome roundelay-Safe, safe in port! Safe, safe in port! Ahl bfessed is that longed for, hungered hoar, whs, safe from all life's dread and hurtful power. from wbs of waiting drear and doubt's deep stfngs, Tbs breaking heart no longer sobs, but sings; And, harbored in lore, consecrate and leal.

Through homeside bliss the soul's true tore songs Safe, safe in port! Edgar Wakeman in Good Housekeeping. THE CANNIBAL ISLANDS. The two westernmost islands of the Sandwich group are known by various names. The English sailors call them "The Twins," the American sailor call'-; them "Punch and Judy." They are lownonthe English sailing charts of a few years ago as "The Big and Little Cannibals," with a note of warning that all boats sent on shore should be armed, as the natives are a treacherous lot and eat human flesh. In the year 1875 I took a first mate's berth out of Ban Francisco on the brig Harry I.e, she having been sold to parties in Honolulu, and the owners having engaged to deliver her there.

We had no trouble in shipping a good crew, and better weather I never raw until we were within two days' run of our port. Then we got a gale which dismasted us and swept two men overboard; and when we finally brought up it was under the lee of the Uig Cannibal, in a sheltered bay, with masts and sails gone, bulwarks nearly all swept away, bowsprit broken off, and the brig leaking so that we had to take long spells at the pump to keep her afloat. IVe had not beeu able to secure an obser vation for three days, and, although quite certain that we had fallen in with one of the Sandwich group, none of ns had ever 6cen this particular island before. But for the help of a very powerful current which caught the brii; as she was being hurled upon the weather side of the island not a man of ns would have lived to tell the story. This current ran us along the shore and whirled us into a bay on the lee side, where our anchors found good holding ground and brought us up in safety.

It was two days before the storm blew itself out and the wa went dowu. We lay within half a mile of the shore, and bad seen people on the bench every hour In the day. At night they had built fires opposite our berth, iis if to say that they were our friends and to encourage us to be of stout heart. From this circum stance our captain arinied that we had not been driven to the west as far as at first supposed, and that we had at least two Islands between us and Big Cannibal. When the sea had gone down sufficient to warrant us in lowering a boat I was ordered to take the yawl and four men and pull for the beach and ascertain our wherealiouts.

The weather had continued dark and clo.idy and no observation could be taken. I went away in the boat without tho slightest misgivings, and without firearm of any description. We had settled it that there was nothing to fear, and I anticipated no trouble in enzazinz a native craft to run for some of the island ports and secure us the ser ices of a steam craft. Almost opposite where the hnll of the brig lay pitching at her anchor was the month of a creek, and, although there was a bar and the surf was rolling pretty high, we entered the creek without accident. Just as we were going over the bar it struck me as curious that none of the natives had been out to visit ns.

It wouldn't have been anything extra of a swim for a native, while their little crafts will live in a sea which would roll a man of war rails under. It was now 10 o'clock In the forenoon, and I remembered that we had not seen a native on the beach since soon after daylight, 'there was no one in sight now, and we ran un the creek about a cable's length and grounded. There were two native boats there, but not a person in sight. I reasoned that a village must be close at hand, and, leaving two of the men to care (an-the boat. I took two others with me ana set out to follow a broad and well beaten path, which I believed led to the Tillage.

In this I was correct. We had not trone above half a mile when we came to the village. We had scarcely caught sight of the first huts when we were ourselves discovered, and three minutes later were surrounded by 100 dusky people. I anticipated a friendly welcome, and was a cood deal nut out at our reception. Most of the people were old men, women and children.

There were not above Ave or six middle aged men. A circle was at once formed about ns, and as soon as they aw that we were not armed we were seized, flung down and tied hand and foot. I had served with Kanakas aboard whalers and knew the dialect of the islanders pretty well. It was therefore with horror that I soon learned we were on Bitr Cannibal island, and that the na tives were greatly re joiced at the prospect of the feast before them. I attempted to sav something, but the noise of their shouts drowned my words, and each of ns was hustled off by himself to a differ ent hut.

I was taken in hand by two stout fel lows, and when thrust into an empty hut I turned on them una asked lor an ex planation. They were dumfonnded hear mo using the dialect, and at once exhibited a more friendly demeanor. They had expected the brig to drive ashore, and when she did not they feared she had too large a crew for them to attack. .1 bey wanted to know where she was from, how many men she had atuvird and what her captain proposed doing. I told them my object in coming ashore, but they at once save me to understand they would do nothing.

It would be far better for them if the brig was to drive ashore. I offered sm high as 500 in cold if they would get word of our condition to some civilized nort, 1 but the fellows were immovable. They were a set of outlaws, and held no Intercourse except witn me smaller island. A ship touched at the islands now and then for water or vegetables, but the natives kept out of sight and would do no trading with the sailors. When I asked after the rest of the villagers they replied i that unward of forty men were at the smaller Island, where a wreck had driven ashore about two weeks befc, but were expected home next day.

"And what do yon propose to do with nsf I finally Inquired. "Roast and eat you," was the curt re- ply, as they fastened the door and left me Alone. It seemed more than likely. Why they liad not gone to the creek to attack and capture the sailors and the yawl I could not understand, bat it seemed that onr coming tranTg them rather "surprised and of I THE GODDESS' VISITORS NOT SO NUMEROUS AS THEY WERE. Bartholdl's Work Falling More and More Into Conventional Harbor Land markVisitors from the Country A Commanding Outlook Statuette.

Few big undertakings are a whole year's wonder, and it is only natural that the Statue of Liberty should be falling more and more into a conventional harbor landmark. Such, in fact, it is; and though the boats still run down from the Barge office daily with a fair sprinkling of sight. seers, one can reel mat uartnoiars worit lost its freshness for alt but a few strangers and enthusiasts. The sail these days is a pleasant one, and the air at island is cool and salty. That the statue is there is something, but not all that it used to be.

Things on the island look much as they the day after the unveiling. The same rough wooden stairs lead up from pier to the outer ramparts, over which the same useless six gun battery frowns. Across 'the narrow interspace are the old star shaped granite walls of Fort Wood, with their curious winding sallyports. They will be hidden some day by the big embankment which is to slope from tho sea wall up to the statue's base. There are no signs of such a terrace work now, nnd the walls stand ont as bald and dull ever against the lighter, polished granite the pedestal.

Even the wooden platform is still standing under the south face the pedestal, from which tho unlucky orators faced the mist and rain the day the unveiling and against the wni3tles of tho fleet The same narrow wooden staircase, runs up to tho doorwav of the pedestal. There is no elevator inside. The stone steps are hard climb, and one can get no further than the goddess' heel without a permit from the American committee. The American committee, it turns out, is still in charge the statue, though the government nominally owns it. A good deal of bracing has to be done yet inside the big figure; and the terracing outside, for which the committee is responsible, has not even been begun.

No money is on hand, and there is little chance of raising any. One misses the crowds, of course, that used to struggle down to the island on the overloaded steamboats last fall, and the bustle of the workmen hammering away high up on the head and shoulders of the big, unfinished goddess. The last bolt was driven and the last rivet placed eight months ago, and the shrillest sound nowadays on the quiet island is the morn ing bugle of the little squad of infantry that garrisons it. The artillerymen from the harbor forts found life too dull and lonely under the shadow of the big beacon, and a less favored company of infantry was brought down from Sackett's Harbor to relieve them. There is a guard, as usual, on the pier; another at tbe base of the statue; another at the base of the big bronze figure itself.

FROM THE COUNTRY. Most of the visitors to Bedloe's Island newadays are people from the country stopping over for a day or two in New York. What they don't know about the harbor from the guide books is scarcely worth knowing, and the talk they hazard from the deck of the steamer as it leaves the barge office is often most refreshing. "I guess that be Staten Island," said a hayseedy looking old gentleman the other day to his wide mouthed family of six. 'Sir Rastus Wymen or some such noble man owns the hull of it.

An' mebbe that's one of them towers of Babylun that we hearn Consin Jimmy a-tajkin' about," he continued, jerking his finger at Castle William. "Wall, I never. I don't see no Brooklyn bridge down here, though it oughter be pretty near in front of us. That's the East river what runs west, really, jus' as the North river runs south. Blamed ef I kin tangle her out right.

I see the Goddess of Lib erty plain ennuf and them's the Narrows what's behind her, where you see the Bmoke a-hangin'. Must be Coney Island there with the hills onto it. But I don't seem to find that Brooklyn bridge, no how." i The old man gazed carefully again around the horizon. His idea of a bridge was a sort of a pontoon with a draw. He fell on the real bridge at last from the pier at Bedloe's Island a fine, gauzy network, showing against the black roofs and spires and the sky beyond.

He didn't say a word, but stared at it blankly for five minutes, and then for five minutes more at the goddess; and the people of Wayback will hardly be able to tell next winter which of the two is the greatest of the modern seven wonders. A COMMANDING OUTLOOK. No visit to the island is complete with out a look through the parade ground, from the middle of which the statue rises, and a climb to the galleries of the pedes tal with their commanding outlook on the harbor and its pretty setting of hills, spires, towers and black, dense patches of cities. The "pedestal is open all the way up, though the copper figure itself is barred against the unfavored. It Is a long journey to the top, however, and the pros pect is scarcely tempting on a hot day to tbe nnenthusiastic.

The men are gen erally matter of fact enough to be satisfied with tbe view below. The young women. especially those from the country "doing" the Bights of New York, are more ambi tious. The country people are the best custo mers, too, of the girl who sells statuettes, medals and memorial volumes on the steamer. Most of the statuettes have been on the market a good while.

There are some new ones, however, representmsj liberty astride of the Jiorta role of a colored globe, with the continents and oceans all neatly laid out in red and blue and yellow. The Bartholdi medals have a head stamped on the face, which might be taken equally well for Julius Ctesar, Alexander the Great, George Washington or Louis Napoleon. It passes well enough, however, with those who have never seen the French sculptor. New York Tribune.1 Old Time Son Portraits. It is interesting remember that tbe year 1839 was distinguished by the first experiment in New York through which Daguerre's novel process of making pict ures became known to the public.

A they required an exposure of twenty minutes too long for taking portrait: he stated that living objects could not bo taken; they could not keep still long enough. Professor Morse, of telegraph fam, was one of the first to see that a new field of art industry would be opened and made some interesting experiments. Magazine of American History. 'Tain't fa'r to medjer de dep' ob a snow by de drifts in de fence corner. J.

A. Macon. in is Would I assist him in this great work If to. would I appoint a try sting" place where viv could meet and tryst! I suggested the holy hush and quiet of lower Broadway or the New York end of the East river bridge at 6 o'clock; but he said no, we might be discov ered. So we agreed to meet at my hous There he told me that his idea was to run me for the state senate this fall, not because he had any political ax to grind, but because he wanted to see old methods wiped out and the will of the people find true and unfettered expression.

And, sir, I asked, "what party do you represent?" "I represent those who wish for purity, those who sigh for the results of unthought suffrages, those who despise old methods and yearn to hear the unsmothered yoice of the people. Then you are Mr. Vox Fopuli himself per haps." 'No, my name is Kargill, and I am in dead earnest. I represent the party of Purity in New York." Finally I said reluctantly that I would ac cept, for I have always said that I would never shrink from my duty in case I should become the victim of political preferment In running for office in Wyoming our greatest expense and annoyance arose from the immense distances we had to travel in order to go over oue county. Many a day I have traveled through an exciting canvass from daylight till dark without meeting a voter.

But here was a senatorial district not larger than a joint school district, and I thought that the expense of making a can vass would he comparatively small. That was where I made a mistake. On the day after Mr. Lucifer Kargill had entered my home, and with honeyed words made mo believe that New York had been, figuratively speaking, sitting back on her haunches for fifty years waiting for me to come along and be a standard bearer, a man came to my house who said he had heard that I was look ing toward tho senate, and that he had come to see me as the representative of his Hall. I said that I did not care a continental for his Hall so far as my own' campaign was concerned, as I intended to do all my speakinc: in tho school houses.

He said that I did not understand him. What he wanted to know was, what percentage of my gross earnings at Albany would go into his particular hall sinking fund, pro- Tided that organization indorsed me? 1 said that I was iroing into this campaign to purify politics, and that I would do what was right toward his hall in order to De placed in a po sition where I could get in my work as a nnrifier. We then had a long talk upon what ho called the needs of the hour. He said that I would make a good candidate, as I had no past. I was unknown and safe.

Besides, he could see that I had the elements of success, for I had never expressed any opinion about anything, and had never antagonized any of the different wings of the party by saying anything that people had paid any attention to. He said also that he learned I had belonged to all the different parties, and so would be familiar with the methods of each. He then asked me to sign a pledge, and after I had done so he shook hands with me and went away. The next day I was waited upon by the treasurers of eleven chowder clubs, the finan cial secretary of the Shanty (Sharpshooters and Goat Hill volunteers. A man also came to obtain means for burying a dead friend.

I afterward saw him doing so to some extent. He was burying hid friend beneath the solemn shadow of a heavy mahogany colored mus tache, of which he was the sole proprietor. I give below a rough draught oi some ex penses. STATEMENT VOW Dt TBS BAKDS 0 MY ASSTOKXS. Loaned to red nosed gentleman who dis covered roe and pleaded with me to ran for the offlos so that the people could have a purs administration $25 00 Paid rent of man who claimed to have in fluence, but whose wife is In tbe habit of kicking him under the lounge and welt-in? him over the head with a carpet stretcher 89 00 Advanced to Early Galoot club for demon stration purposes, for purchase of 800 torches; which demonstration was a failure, owing to tbe inability of the six members to carry 500 torches while drunk 230 00 Paid a man who agreed to throw a stere- opticon portrait of myself against the side of the Grand Central depot all night, together with the announcement that I was the people's choice, but which said man, I afterward learned, got $30 for putting aboveitbe portrait an illuminated legend, as man would have looked better if be used Slenck's Hand- rake PUls!" MOO Paid for votes while running at a big church fair for embroidered suspenders voted to "the most popular hairless man in New York," $2.

Credit by suspenders, 40 cents; balance 831 69 Paid for overcoat tor our pastor. Hoping ne would frequently allude to it, but who took the coat and paid a long contemplated visit to his boyhood home in Ohio. Paid for eight line reading notice in the columns of The Elevated Railway and Advertiser. Miscellaneous expenses, including railway fare of my wife, who has gone home to her parents to remain until I get politics purified. S3 00 72 00 178 00 Paid for dears to use during political cam paign 75 00 Paid for strong political polls to use la working said cigars 180 Paid to influential ward worker, wno needed a little money la the boose, as his wife had Just presented him with twins 30 00 One week later, thoughtlessly paid same man under what purported to be similar circumstances.

10 00 Yesterday I tried to find the red nosed man who first asked me to go into the standard bnainess in order to withdraw my name, but I could not find him in tbe direc tory, tnereiore taxe wan means savmg, as I saM to mv aasienee last evening, that if public office be a public bust, I might just as well Oust now ana nave re over. To-morrow I will sell out my residence, a oane voted to me as the most popular man in the state; also an assortment of political jrail, little loose in the handles, but otherwise all right. I will dose out at the same time 500 torches, 300 tf helmets, nine transparencies and one double leaded editorial entitled, "Dinna Ye Hear the Slogan Bill Nye in ftew York world. Who tl-e Sioux on 3cstoi7t i lalnt Act! tv.ro' wiW voods, AuJ iai soiim.les LiftTl froia thoir lumns. Still t'rts r.rr...i:i' fl.v.v, Th Oi.ii oe b--t; StiU ii't i sUcgtry fleet Trca-J I'iii to und fro; But thi-a begirt by 1ah1au Sha ner reltiru tt r-'i l- Thro tile w.t ilaUi-i ose, Or the deep wooUs of Oru-cus.

Dignified Criticism. The Commercial Advertiser stunrii on of sometbins rood once ia a whiles. Apro? Mrs. Langtry death scene in As ia a -ing Glass," our contemporary says: Her contortions here warrant the inter, roe that she has taken a watermelon, rather an chloral. She flops about from chair to ch itr, with her hands upon the pit of her ktomuoh, like a small boy who has partaken too roUy of green apples; drops upon a sofa and tx-irs the plush with her teeth; gallops three or four times around the room calling for Aly and then falls over a trick chair that comes down like a combination bed, and expires just as Algy rushes in to stand over her with cue arm stretched out at an angle of ninety degrees, and the other at seventy degrees, thus completing what the programme says is an "affecting tableau." Could dramatic criticism reach a higher plane of dignity and wit than this? Life, "Where's Your High Calltj-r Mr.

Lawrence Jerome stands alone in New York as a story teller and wit He can liter ally tell funny stories by the hour, and tno peculiarity of his case is that it docs not matter in the least what company he is in. he is equally happy. Ho has been known to amnse a party of ladies, a crowd of workmen and a club of practiced wits all in one day. As for children, they think no one understands how to please them so well as ne. Ho told a story at the Chamberlin dinner night before last, of a dude running for congress in a down town district and saying to a ha of longshoremen that he had never been in that locality before.

This incensed them to a strange degree. "Low calltyf Low cality, is it said one of the angry men; 'Fwhat yo mane by insulting dacent peoplo that way? If this is a low cality rd like to know where you'll find a high cality." JNew York Sun. Tempting Inducement. Life Insurance Agent The advantage of our company is that you do not forfeit your policy either by being haiijred or corair.itv.ng suicide I Will you oblige me by taking a prospectus? Judge, Rich Men's Brains. Omaha Lawyer I have just heard of the death of your uncle, whom, you know, an old client of mine.

Nephew Uncle's dead, ohf Smart mo hat uncle of mine. Started on noiliing and u.ule million after million without half trying. "Yes, he was a smart man, thtro ii no doubt of that" "Smartest man I ever know. aw hiiu a few months ago and his brain was as ry 1: a steel trap, old as ho was. lou ijive charge of tbe will, I believe "Yes; ho left all bis money to cip asylums." "He did! That will wont stand.

Ut-s a naif idiot these twenty years." un. World. A Boston Allegation. Rural Swain (courting a young lady from Boston) I s'pose you kin paint rose a-s an' make crazy quilts, an' know all about Brown-in' an' them fellers. Young Lady (with dignity) I prize those frivolous accomplishments very little, sir; but I flatter myself that I am fitted for a purely pastoral and idyllic "life.

I can do -plain cooking, make good butter, and Swain Gosh ul hemlock I marm, ef yer did them things ther' haint a woman in all Potatoville 'd look at ye, I kin' ford ter hire a gal 1 Boston Beacon. Innocence. "What a lovely cane that is you have there, Mr. De Garmo," she remarked, as he struggled with a stick nearly as big as himself. "Yaas," he drawled.

"The man I bought that from assured me that it was a piece of the genuine north pole. He procured it from the cook of the ureely expedition. Only one of its kind, yer know, in the country. Har per's Bazar. A 'Word Picture.

"My dear, can you change a ten for meP asked the wife of a penurious husband when company was present "Yes," he answered, with a wild, dazed look, not understanding how his wife-was pcasessed of so much money. "Will you have it in small bill "I meant a ten cent piece," she said meekly. Tableau Detroit Free Press. Highly Coimeted. Brown I bear that your sister is going to marry Mr.

Jinks, of New York. Robinson Yes, that's so. "He belongs to a good family, I suppose." "Well, I should say so. His brother is in the very next cell to Ferd Ward." Texas Siftings. Anticipation.

A rustic beauty she, a city dandy be. Ah me! i For Tery plainly see that there is going to be A tragedy. But you are oB your base, fir that is not the case Atau. i Be passed her coldly by, and she without a sigh, Lived on till fall. And then her lorer came, Elisba was bis name Oh, ho! You see how it will endr Well, then, toysapteBt i friend.

Yon let ns know. fiomerrills Journal. A and the sailor kept irritating his sore, and a couple of days we both had fever, and really cared very little about food. knew we should not be the next victims, the two other men were in better flesh; but still as the third day came around I was in anything but an enviable frame of mind. I could not see the huU of the prisoners, but when the Ylsitors arrived, which was at absJut the same hour as before, the victim selected was a sailor called Sam.

His other name was on the brig's articles, of course, but I had not learned it. He was an old sailor, blind of one eye, and when he had been brought out he probably suspected for the first time what was to follow. Wrenching himself from his- guards, he seiv a war club and laid about him with such vy as to hold the crowd at bay for foul five minutes. He had no show, however, and was soon knocked down and dragged off. When the men returned after the feast I heard them discussing the meat.

It was not so good as in the previous case, and they laid it to the fact that Sam had heated his blood. It was suggested that the next victim be made drunk before he was taken out, and it was that suggestion that saved my life. That evening my companion and I were inspected by the chief and his two doc tors. They came to our hut and ordered us to strip. Onr lean flesh disgusted them, and when they saw the sores they wece furious for a time.

The doctors were ordered to put us on a diet and give us something to purify our blood, and as they went away the chief, who seemed to have a personal spite against me, gave me a slap in the face and exclaimed: "Ah, you lean, long waisted devil; I'll roast you for my dogs if you don't fat ten up!" The visitors were to come again on the third day, but on the second a gale set in, and continued to blow and kick up such a heavy sea that they could not cross until the sixth day. During this interval the two of us turned over many plans of es cane, but the guards never gave us the least opportunity to carry any of them out. Our hut was stoutly built, the people around us were as keen as foxes, and no outlook could be more gloomy. We refused to eat or to imbibe the blood medicine left with us, and the sores were by this time in a very bad state. It would be a long time before the natives found us choice morsels; but what I feared was that they would become impatient and knock us on the head.

It was plain that the chief had taken a dislike to me, and I felt sure he would not allow me to live an other week. On the sixth day, as I have said, the people from Little Cannibal came over again, and everything was ready to feast on the third sailor's body. He was a powerful yourg fellow named Kilder. He must have reah.ed the fate in store for him, and the liquor which they plied him with made him desperately furious in stead of quietly drunk. When they led him out he broke away, backed into a between two huts and there, armed with a lance he had wrested from one of the men, he held them- at bay.

There was immediate and great excitement. There were two guards at our door. One ran away at once. After a moment the other called to a boy of 14, and left him in his place. The boy was excited and anxious, and gave us no attention.

As soon ns I saw this I went to the far cor ner of the hut and kicked out enough of the poles to permit me to crawl through. My companion stood at the door to watch the boy, and when I was ready I called to him. He was crossing the hut when I slipped out into the grass and bushes and started off. The sailor who was fighting for his life must have given them a terrible battle, for he held them folly ten minutes and drew the whole population around him. No one saw me as I glided away, and I had made a run of a quarter of a mile before I found that I was alone I supposed the sailor was close at my heels, but it seemed that he had taken a different direction.

No hunt was made for us until after the feast. I crossed the island, found another fresh water creek, saw two or three sail in the distance, and then looked about for a hiding place. I went to the ton of a very thick tree, and for the next three days and nights I did not set foot on the earth. A vigorous and persistent search was kept up by the natives for that time, and then they seemed to argue that I had flung myself into the sea. For five davs I lived on the wild oranges and berries growing in profusion around me, and then a small boat from a wrecker came into the creek for a cask of water.

and I was taken off. Unfortunately for me the schooner got hold of a wreck next day to the east of us, and this upset the captain's plan to put me aboard the first vessel bound for Honolulu. He needed my muscle aboard the craft, and it was exactly two months from the day of my capture that I landed at the capital of the Sandwich islands. The brig had come in and reported the yawl and her crew lost. I went to the American consulate, but the consul himself was off on a junket, and his subordinate took no interest in the case.

I went to the British consul, but as I could not assure him that any of the sailors were British subjects he would make no move. I went to the captain of an American man of war lying in the har he heard about half my story and brusquely dismissed me. aew A Tery Iretty Fashion. The Broadway milliners have inaugu rated a very pretty fashion. It is to deck their windows with natural flowers.

The rule seems to be to display only a couple of bonnets and to attract attention to them by a superb basket of cut roses or whatever other flower happens to be the star for the day. Nothing could be finer than one of these windows thus arranged. Only a woman's taste could hit upon the idea, and it is certain to find general ac ceptance. Indeed I have noticed that some other shops beside the milliners have commenced to adopt the practice, and I suppose we shall soon have it carried to the usual extreme that will rob it of all charm. It will.be a flattering tribute to the inventor, but a pity for the invention.

Alfred Trumble in New York News. A novelty in cane handles is of smoked ivory in the form of a serpent, the mouth of which springs open to the pressure oi i the finger and shoots out fiery fangs. has hot the did the as of of of to of.