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"CUTE." to th« Totnf of th« Period. Where'er l go, by night or day, My heart Is In despair, Because this word of usage gets By far too large a share. A house is "cute," a bonnet, too, A ribbon or a gown; And yesterday 1 heard that "B-*Is Just the 'cutest 1 town." A girl is "oute" and so is he On whom she deigns to smile. His "cute" mustache, his "oute" white hands Her tender heart beguile, A river's "cute," a mountain, too, A leaping waterfall; But, think of It, a picnic Is '"Hie cutest thing of all." Alas! since lips of old and young So oft this sound repeat, I Wildly yearn to cast It out Among "words obsolete." But, If the things you call "so oute," Should'"cute" one day become, Now, don't you think tUo world would be Exceedingly hum-drum? —Clara J. Denton, In America. IN CENTRAL AMERICA. Scientist Treed by Swarms of Deadly Tarantulas. •Some of Them Big as Turtle^ and Venomous as Rattlesnakes—Tho Guide Killed-Srtved by a Rlatn and the Blue-Black Wasps. R. J, S. DAVIS, who had been exploring Central American mines, writes to the San Francisco Examiner as follows regarding a remarkable adventure. On the after- no on of the fourth day wo camped in a little opening, clear except for grass. This we soon burned off. We had just finished supper, and I was'sitting at the base of a tree smoking my pipe, when an enormous tarantula came out of the grass into the cleared circle. He was positively the largest specimen I had ever Been, and as the si an ting rays of the sun caught him I noticed a curious, dull, indefinite, reddish line down his back. I regretted that I had not the means to preserve it, but Manuel settled my regrets by crushing it with a billet of wood. It had hardly ceased moving when another and equally as large one appeared at the other end of the burned patch. I did not fear them much, as wore heavy leather leggings reaching to my hips. "We have made a bad camp, Manuel," I said; "there seems to ; be many tarant uJas here." , "One place is about as anocher," he answered in Spanish; "they usually go by twos." He appeared more troubled, however, than -his careless answer seemed to indicate, and 'while I killed the second unwelcome visitor he began to poke around in the grass with a long branch. He uncovered several more of the great spiders and killed them; when he . turned around there were fully half a dozen of them in the clear space. They fastened on to the dead ones and seemed to suck their blood. "We must get out of this!" screamed the Indian. At this moment our remaining mule began to struggle and kick. He soon broke his picket rope and disappeared. Then I became aware of a steady rustling in the grass. More tarantulas came out. "I have heard it from the Indians, >: cried my guide. "It is a devil's army. They say that the people who live in the dead cities we^e killed by them, and that no one can live there now. They come by thousands, like the red ants, and leave nothing alive where they pass. I thought it was a squaw story. We must fight them with fire." He seized a flaming brand from the Damp-fire and yelled to me to do likewise. He tried to fire the grass on all •eoto were all ov«r him. fta «e«m«d crazy, and t have no doubt his mind was nearly gone with tefroif and the lain of the bites. 1 could barely keep the tarantulas rom getting above my teggittgs. Sud- lenly it occurred to me that 1 might Ind safety in one of the trees- 1 knew that I would soon be exhausted if I remained among the black beasts, and that would end it In a moment I had ny arms about a small tree, 1 crushed the insects that clung to my legs igainst the bark as 1 dragged and scrambled up. A dozen feet from the ground ihere was a branch from which we had hung some small game I had shot. I pulled myself up on this branch and jot the first moment's rest I had had since the tarantulas first appeared. I lad had no time to think before this, iut now I began to realize what had HK SEIZED A. FLA.UINO B«ASD FBOM THE 4AMP-F1BE. sides pf us, but where the trees grew i was too rank and wet and the fires we Started would not go. Meanwhile the spiteful spiders became more and more numerous. I crushed one at least of them at every »tep I took. Many of them bit at my laggings and bung there by their fangs. We turned our firebrands to crushing the tarantulas, but they seemed to come thicker than we could beat them off. "I am bitte«!" I heard the Indian scream. I passed him my flask. I could do nothing more for him, and dropping nay stick I starred to run. Every step the grass seemed to bring me in worse quarters. I tried every direction, but they seemed everywhere. I noticed that they were 1$ the bushes and on the grass, so high that my leggings •would not protect jae;, and presently I found myself back at the camp. There at least they could not reach me with' out climbing up. Tijegfouad was perfectly black with them, ?$or Manuel Wftfl 4««» on one knee %wt &fr pel*t ift- LOOKED DOWN AND ALMOST FRLIi O»F MY BRANCH. happened. It seemed more like a nightmare than any thing 1 real. I looked down and almost fell off my branch at the horrid sight below me. My Indian was now fairly on the ground. 1 could not see him for the poisonous things that covered him, but the irregular black mass, wriggled and squirmed like a wounded snake, and I knew he was not yet out of his agony. On every side were more tarantulas hun- »rlly searching for more victims. The,ir crushed fellows were almost torn to pieces, so fierce were they in their hunger. They were all enormous, some of them as big as turtles, and when the sun struck them I could see the red yine that distinguished them from the non-gregarious species that are familiar in other places. They crawled over one another in their desire to find something into which to sink their fangs. Poor Manuel's writhing body was the objective point of most of them. They fought fiercely for a spot of flesh where 'they could strike, and every movement of the still living man seemed to make them the more fierce. It did not take me as long to notice all this as it does to describe it, and I soon saw that I was not yet safe from the horrible fate that had overtaken my guide. The insects began to crawl up the tree, though not in any considerable numbers at first. I brushed them down with a small branch, and those that were hurt at all were immediately set upon by thoir fellows where they fell. My recital of these things may seem tame, but I have no pen to describe the awful horror of it all. There were about two hours of daylight left me. I knew this, and wondered what I could do in the dark. Then I remembered reading that snakes or centipedes would not cross a hair rope, and I thought that perhaps the same rule might apply to tarantulas. The game was swinging from the branch by a horsehair riata, and it took mo a very few minutes to cut the rabbits loose and wind the rope abou t the trunk just below me. Pretty soon more of the big spiders came up. Manuel was quiet now at last and they wanted another victim. My hair rope did some good. They could not swarm over it in such numbers that I could not sweep them back with my branch. How long I stayed there fighting the insects back I do not know, but the light was fading when I noticed a commotion among the tarantulas. At the same time I observed a number of blue-black wasps darting about. I recognized them as belonging to the Hymenoptera family and realized that they were the tarantula hawks of which I had read. In ten minutes the four or five wasps had become, hundreds, and five minutes later there was not a tarantula to be seen, except the numerous dead ones at the foot of the tree. Manuel's body, swollen and discolored by the venom of the spiders, stared at me. I waited an hour and then came down. It took roe eight days to reach Nevada, and on the way I did not see a single tarantula. How 811k l» Measured. The size or substance of a silk thread is usually estimated by deniers. The ounce troy and the ounce pois de marc of Lyons, by the latter of which silk is tested in France and Italy, are equal in weight, but are differently subdivided. The ounce troy is divide into 30 pennyweights of 2* grains each, making 480 grains in the ounce; the ounce of Lyons, post de marc, is divided into 84 drams, which, multiplied by 24, equals 570 deniers. The denier is, therefore, one-sixth less than the grain troy. The English peel is «18 bouts of 44 inches, and equals 1, POO yards. The French, 4QQ ells, or 475 meters, equals 590 yards. The standard of silk measure is about 400 yards; that length of a single filament from China cocoons will weigh 3 deniers, and from French and Italian 3K- A 10-denier silk wj.ll, then, be the combined thread of four or five cocoons.—Chicago Herald- VANQUISHED THE WOLfc Strategy Help* a Maine Woman Out o? * Perilous Predicament. One day Uncle Jonas' two cows peared from the opening in the ibout his lonely home, and no traces of them could be gained. Aunt Molly, afl ais wife was called, started to hunt them up next morning, as the men of the family Wefe away. Leaving the Jhildren and going in a westerly direction she wandered throughout the day In the dark, unbroken forest without a mouthful to eat except a few spruce* buds and dried berries, with an occasional handful of ground-nuts, which grew in greut abundance on the low* lands. The sun was fast sinking, when, CO her groat joy, she discovered the lost sows quietly grazing on a small grass plat near Crooked river, some four miles from home. With all possible haste she drove them along, hoping to reach home before dark, and as she had no guide, not even spotted trees, she had to trust wholly to the instinct of the beasts. Their course often seemed to her exactly the opposite to the right, still her practical knowledge taught her it was host to let thorn have their own way. When near what is now known as the Pins House, on a ridge covered by ft growth of gigantic pine, both cows gave a loud bellow, as if from fright, and broke into a furious gallop in the direction of home, now half a mile distant Pausing to ascertain the cause of their fright, she Was confronted by a wolf. The wolf at once made a spring for her face, no doubt intending to grab her throat. With the skill and fury of an expert boxer, Aunt Molly dealt him a stunning blow with her brawny and hardened fist, which sent him back upon his haunches. Again and again the starving brute leaped for her throat, but each time was met by both fists and feet with sufficient force to send him back several feet. Knowing it was now life or death, the heroic woman found herself fast growing weaker, while the attacks of her savage adversary grew more fierce. Snatching her tattered shawl from her head, with a desperate leap she threw it over the head of the wolf with a dex> terity which was not only surprising to the wolf, but herself also. This piece of strategy had the effect to bewilder the wolf. He leaped wildly about, vainly endeavoring to rid himself of his inconvenient headgear, while Molly lost no time in climbing to the lower branches of a tree and out o] harm's reach. When the wolf had rid himself of his temporary blindfold and sufficiently recovered 'his equilibrium, seeing his intended victim beyond his reach, at once set up the most demoniac howls of rage and disappointment, occasionally venting his spleen by furious attacks upon the trunk of the tree and tearing the rough bark with his long crooked fangs. Here she remained until the return of day, when the wolf slunk away in the direction uf the river. As soon as she thought him at a safe distance Molly, nearly famishing and benumbed by cold, hastened down and sped for home as fast as the condition of her cramped limbs and chilled.frame -would permit. She found the children half frightened out of their wits, as the arrival ol the cows in so great agitation hac given them the idea that their mother had been, devoured.—Lewiston (Me. Journal. A Thoughtful Wife. "Did you as.oend the Eifel towe« while you were in j?am?" "No, my wife wouldn't let mjsv 8b« was afraid 1 might fall off." "How thoughtful! 1 ' "Yes, you know Cere's « clause io my life insurance p$4ipv *$&§& oa»ce}» the pvrueat in wjlt«l|M«Ht W *<>J* gfcpi'i ' ?j_«*..» * ^ SCIENCE AND INDUSTRY. I t«c«nt Invention*) And Improvement* of General Interest. A plan has been devised by which * ngle sewing machine in a private louse can be operated by electricity Without trouble, danger of great ex- pease. The daily tnileage made is cities of •he United States by oars supplied with »lectrlc motors is now more than one lundred thousand miles, and is growing rapidly. In the London General post-office there are 220 electrical circuits fed by iWonty-nine accumulators, which are ;harged once a month by the electric- .ight dynamos. It is stated that never sefore has the system of using accumulators been tested on so largo a scale. There is a coal mine at St. Andre du Poirier, Franoe, worked with tjvo shafts of a depth of 2,962 feet and 3.0&3 feet. The latter is to be increased to 4,000 feet. Contrary to theory, little increase of temperature has been met with as the shafts went farther into the earth. The rolling of cold steel-wire is now accomplished with ease, and, instead of the wire becoming weakened by the process, practical tests have demonstrated that its tensilesWength is nearly doubled. In other words, the tensile strength of hot-drawn steel-wire is 4§,400 pounds to the square inch, while that of cold-rolled steel wire is 105,800 pounds. Inventors are trying to adapt naphtha engines, which have proved so successful in launches, to locomotives for pro- polling street cars. One such motor has been run experimentally for six months at Elizabeth, N. J., and is said to have developed abundant power, although there wore mechanical defects which it was necessary to overcome. A speed of twelve miles an hour was attained. The motor has now reached such a stage that it is to be tried in actual service in St. Louis. The cost of operating one of these motors for a day of fourteen hours, running, a distance of ninety miles, is placed at $1.40; the cost of operating street-cars with horses ranges from $5 to $6.50 a day. The "schiseophone" is the name given to an instrument for discovering flaws in metals, invented by Captain Louis De Place, of the Paris School of Cavalry, and described in a recent number of La Nature. Tho instrument consists of a microphone combined with a mechanical striker and a sonometer. In using this instrument one operator directs the striker over the surface of the metal under examination, while another listens at the telephone in an adjoining room. When the striker hits a point over a flaw the sound is increased, and the increase is so magnified by the microphone that the listener at. the telephone can detect its presence. Tests of the instrument were made at Ermont on the rails for the Northern Kailway Company, and in every case where a flaw was indicated by the instrument it was found to exist on breaking the rail.—Chicago News. VIDOCQ, THE DETECTIVE. WAR REMINISCENCES. 3 OPPOSED TO REFORM. How a Steamboat Cume Near Losing Ita Crew of Roustabouts. While you may not witness any direc act of cruelty toward the negro roust abouts on a Mississippi river steamer by the mate, you can't help but expec it every time the boat makes a landing He is always provided with a stick o. cane, and the way he flourishes it and curses the hands is enough to drive a nervous person to his stateroom. I was talking of this to a mate one day,' and ho told me of an incident that happened on the Eobert E. Lee. One of the owners of the boat happened to see the mate strike a hand, and he made such a fuss about it that the captuin promised a change of programme from Vicksburg down. The mate was told how to demean himself, and when the boat swung out he was as gentle as a lamb. Before she made her first landing he had on a plug hat, a dress coat, and gloves, and was smoking a' dainty cigar. As the steamer swung in to take on two hundred bags of cotton seed at a plantation the mate quietly ordered: "Please get out them bow and stern lines. Please hurry up with that gang plank. Now, gentlemen, bring on them bags." . The hands looked at him in great astonishment, consumed double time in making fast, and when all were ashore went into convention to discuss matters. "Here, you—what's the matter there?" called the captain. "Qwine to quit," replied one of them, "Quit! What for?" "Suntbin 1 wrong wid de Lee on dis trip, Cap'n. She's gwine to blow up or strike a snag." "What makes you think so?" "Look at de mate, sab, Sunthln 1 wrong dar—sunthin' mighty wrong. When a mate stop, dat oussin' sunthin' gwine ter break." The owner was consulted, and be said it was possible h^ b»d taken a wrong view of the case. As a test, th,e mate might go back to old tactics. "Here, you black devils," shouted the mate, as he peeled off bis finery and grabbed a club, "git along now; up with them bags; hj,! there, Kenben; walk your heels; tote that teed; cuss your livers, but doji't be four minutes at this landing or I'll murder every black devil o| you!" "Dat's mo' like—dat's ole talk," shouted the crowd, and in three minutes and a b%W the boat swung out— N. V, Sun. —Dr. (Jautrels^, of Vichy, qliinis to render snjokiflf harmless by inserting in the pipe or oigar-holclert pfoce of oo ttou-wool steeped in a five-or tea po* ' 1 '*« ,-,' >-,>'- *i£t •< The First AchleTemeiit of the Most Famous French Police Agent. In the eyes of his admirers Vidocq •was a penitent, who, turning resolutely ftom the paths of crime, gave up his varied talents to the service of the state. In the eyes of his detractors he was a miscreant who turned sneak to save his skin. The truth lies between the two extremes. Vidocq was not a beau ideal of virtue; but, wild and graceless as his youth had been, he was a bird of very different feather from the rabble of the hulks. His only proper cause of quarrel with the law had been the punching of a rival's head. His prison glory was not of his own seeking. With the Yahoos of the galleys, among whom he had been forced to live, he considered that he broke no faith because he owed none. Moreover, the word spy is apt to be misleading; for, at least to English ears, spy, sneak and coward are all tarred \vith the same brush. But Vidocq's undertaking was not merely that of an approver; it Was also that of an arrester; and how far that task was fitted for a coward or a fool may easily be judged by some examples of his captures. His first achievement was the capture of a coiner by the name of Watrin— a fierce and cunning desperado, who had completely baffled the police. Vidocq tracked him to his lair above a certain cobbler's shop. At midnight he went, single-handed, to the spot, met, by chance, the coiner at the door-way and rushed instantly upon him. Watrin dealt him a tremendous blow, and, darting back into the building through a window, snatched up the cobbler'i knife. To follow was to rush on certain death; for the ruffian, armed with such a weapon, was as a wounded beast of prey. But Vidocq used his wits. He made a sound like that of steps retreating; Watrin put his head out of the window to make sure that he was gone, and in an instant Vidocq seized him by the hair, The bravo struggled furious* ly» but gradually Vidocq, by sheer strength of muscle, dragged him through the window, and the pair fell, looked together, to the ground. Before bis enemy could use bis weapon Vidooq wrenched it from bis grasp, bound bit arms, and dragged him single-handed to the, guard-bouse. M. Henry and the. officers on duty could scarcely trust their eyes when they beheld the pail come in. —Temple Bar. In the Far Soutnwo-t, Mrsj Colt (wife of Colonel Colt, Ql Texas)— -As I was going by Turner's this morning, John, I heard Jm Bluft BIT if justice had its due you'd have »dorned a telegraph pole long ago. Cal«ftel Colt (springing up from dinner-table)— Jim Bluff, you say? me "-— ow, John, please finish The shooting will keep.— Lit* RACE POR A ROOSTER. \A Fredefiekftbarff Epluode Which Will Blake the Boys Laugh. '"Fore de Lord I cotch you now, ahuah." These words, not much in themselves, were uttered under such peculiar circumstances as to cause shouts of wild laughter in the Confederate camp located beyond the town of Fredericksburg, Va., and they were the expressions of satisfaction given utterance to by one of the numerous faithful servants and followers of "young marster." The splendidly organized, armed and equipped army of the Union under General Hooker lay encamped along the north bank of the Rappahannock river in Stafford County, while the Confederates, under General Leo, guarded the south bank. Rations, as usual, were scarce within the Confederate lines, and chicken was a luxury seldom to be enjoyed. Jim, the well-known attendant of the Lieutenant-Colonel of the Forty-seventh Virginia Infantry, who enjoyed the reputation of being not only a splendid cook, but also a successful forager, had upon one of his expeditions by some means, fair or foul, secured a rooster, destined on some important occasion to adorn the table of the Colonel. Coops not being regarded as a part of camp equipage, Jim secured his prize by tying it by the leg to his cook tent until the captive rooster became domesticated to camp life, when it was allowed to roam around the camp, yet ever under the watchful eye of Jim, its captor. The ordinary routine of camp life was occasionally varied by shot and shell, sent by way of a reminder from the Stafford Heights into our lines. Men soon became accustomed to such things in war times, and Jim was not an exception to the general rule, as the future demonstrated. The Colonel, summoning Jim to council, informed him that company of great importance would that day visit the camp and enquired of his faithful ally whether it would be safe to invite them to remain and dine. Assuming an air of deep thought, scratching his head and gazing intently on the ground, Jim replied-. "Marse, tings am berry scarce around here, but I 'spect bykillin' ob dat chicken an' makin' dumplin' soup wid what tings ole marster sent you de odder day, we mought make out to git up a far kind ob en-tem-mer-tain-ment, sar." "All right, Jim; then upon your responsibility I will invite my friends to remain to camp dinner," said the Colonel. Immediately in front of Jim's tent there remained a panel or so of an old Virginia worm fence left standing, which had been carefully guarded and used by Jim for his culinary work. A search for "dat chicken" disclosed him scratching in a corner of that old worm fence. Jim went for the chicken and that wise old bird sought refuge first on one side and then on the other, dodging under and through the rails in so successful a manner that Jim, tired and disgusted, mounted on a top rail and sat down waiting patiently for his chicken to seek some other refuge where he could capture him easier, all the time giving expression to his disgust at the chicken's obstinacy in refusing to be caught. Suddenly a flash was seen on the Stafford side of the river and the whistling of a shot was. heard. There was a crash, and, to the horror of the camp, rails were sent'about, the remnants of Jim's fence lay strewn around, and Jim was recognized on the ground in spread- eagle style. The Colonel's dinner was forgotten and Jim only was thought of. As the soldiers ran to pick up what they supposed to be Jim's lifeless remains he was seen to pull himself together, gain a sitting position and gaze around him upon the scene of disaster with eager and anxious gaze. His eyes soon rested upon the frightened rooster making the best possible time down the middle of the camp; Jim springing nimbly to his feet, without expressing surprise or fright at his escape, giving a loud guffaw, and in lively tones of pleasure exclaimed, as he started in a rapid run after the chicken: "Bar now, bress God, you can't git under dat fence no mo', 'fore God I cotch you now, shuah." He captured his rooster and retired amid the cheers and shouts of the camp to bis tent to make "dat pot ob chicken soup wid dumplins" for young marster's company.—John Taylor, in Jury. "My good man, I can not pay thi* large sum of money to you oft this Identification. You must bring your wife and] children, if you have any, or a couple <» citizens who have known you for ft iotitf time, and then you shall have fottf money." The old ta&n trembled with emotion^ and tears started from his sightless eyes as ho told the Colonel how his family had deserted him and left him tobecomd a pauper in the city's almshouse, but his good luck revived his affection for his son, daughter and wife, and he left the building to grope his way in search of them. On Monday the reunited family presented themselves, and the big check was given to the old man. Some days before this case there arrived from Washington a check for $16,« 883, payable to the order of Harry Chapman, also a blind man, whose pen* sion had finally been approved after ten years of red tape. Chapman was found in a dingy cellar tip-town, where he had been permitted to exist through the bounty of a bill-poster. His bed had been bundles of old paper, and his meals consisted of bread and water. The old man was identified by members of a Grand Army post in Newark, and he is now living in that city, his comrades having invested the $15,000 for him at 5 per cent. This was the largest amount ever paid at the New York pension office.—N. Y. Letter. - WISCONSIN'S FOURTEENTH. It Has a War Record Excelled by No Other Regiment. The following table was compiled from the official company records of the Fourteenth Wisconsin Infantry by Com- rad'e W. H. Tucker of Company D. COMPANY, A B O D E P G H I K Total -4 a O TJ i w 7 fl 7 (t fl 9 fi 4 4 64 , « •a a 3 F 10 "1 us 17 38 ..q "II ftl 288 a IS a 3 f f- O •d O 1 n 10 9 4 n i in 47 0 m •O O T3 a> 0 18 23 16 16 17 21 83 34 19 197 T( 1 c3 £ on 87 25 21 30 33 40 85 38 308 m 3 13 9 <5 £ 0, •d *rt S 0 fl n 11 11 7 7 jl n ni % 3 a 1 •a 'o CO 3 27 20 22 00 1R 01 27 go 24 25ft ^ fl V H *3 5 o 10H ina ini 97 flR 107 on 897 O j on Ql RR 77 7J Sft wo 7fl T61 LIST OF BNGAQKMENTS. Shlloh. Tupelo, luka. Ezra Chapel. Corinth. Old Town Creek. VicksDurg. Fort Blakely. Fort De Russy. Spanish Port. Pleasant Hill Landing. Rivers Bridge. Coultiersville. Cane River. Marksville. 1 ollow Bayou. Aokworth. Kennesaw Mountain. To ( »rrr 01m 11:30 p. TO, Staylate— Aw, do you know, Mabel, I was suddenly carried ft Wfty yesterday by a real l— Were you, indeed, Mr. I wish you would h»y« * jwj|i ||t* VETERANS IN UUCK. Two Blind Soldiers In New York Receive Fortunes In Hack Pensions. Within a. few days two very large checks have been paid at the Pension Office here to blind men whose misfortune was the result of exposure and injuries during the war. Singularly, too, each of them was lifted from absolute poverty to comfort by the long delayed, but none the less welcome, bounty of the Government. John Niedinger became a subject for pension under the act of 1870, and for eleven long years watched and waited for the money that was due to him. Meanwhile he became t impoverished and dependent upon his wife and two children for support. A few years ago. according to the story he told Colonel Lovoland, his family turned him adrift, and be was forced to apply to Superintendent Blake, of the department of out-door relief, for support. He was sent to the almshouse on Black well's Island. His oft-repeated observation that he was in daily expectation of receiving a fortune from the Pension Bureau at Washington was regarded by his keepers and associates as a hallucination, hut to please the old man, who has reached three spore years, bis address was forwarded to Colonel Loveland- Early in the present week the long dreamed-of letter arrived oa Black well's Island, bearing the printed stamp, in the upper right-hand corner, of the Pension Office here, and when opened and read by the keepers they were surprised to learn that a check for $7,036.87 awaited a proper identification of the blind old pauper. On Saturday afternoon Neidinger, accompanied by two keepers from $he was lead into j&e Nashville. Augusta. Camargo Cross Roads. Lovejoy's Station. Jonosboro. Atlanta. There were but seven men in the regiment who refused to re-enlist at the expiration of their first three years. Of the total number lost there were 123 who were men belonging to the command not in the original enlistment, leaving 628 men who were lost of the original regiment. At the final muster out there were but 252 who were counted as sound men, they-not^lravlnge-**^ ceived injury and as this exhibit does not pretend to give the record of the recruits a better opportunity could hardly be found to study the severities of war. Speaking • from memory of what has become of the noble little band of two hundred and fifty-two men who were mustered out, Comrade Tucker says that six of Company D died within the first year after leaving the service, and that there can not be over eighty-two or eighty-three of the survivors of that organization alive now, that he has heard of but one death this year but presumes it will be found at the reunion there' will be others reported.—American Tribune. HE GOT A FURLOUGH. How a Homo-Sick Confederate Soldier Fooled the Doctors. Charlie Duncan, now living in Jackson County, was a member of the Bank? County Guards, and as gallant a soldier as ever pulled a trigger. Charlie wanted a furlough, and wanted it bad, but how to get it was the question. In the battles around Richmond he could not even get clipped by a bullet. After the battle of Malvern Hill had been fought, the wounded of the company got together and were put in charge of Charlie with orders to carry them to Richmond and get them good, quarters in the hospital. When Charlie arrived at the hospital with about twenty of the Banks County Guards who had been wounded in the' fight, he saw that the surgeons were giving every one a furlough who bad a, slight wound. Here was his chance, and he took advantage of it. He bad. got blood all over his clothing from assisting the wounded, and as each one marched up and was questioned by the surgeons, a furlough for thirty or sixty days was filled out. At last it came to Charlie's time as he brought; up the rear of the squad, and doubling himself up into a knot and groaning terribly, said: "Doctor, I am shot through the side with a minnie ball." The surgeon asked him if he thought be could make the trip to bis home. Charlie informed him that he was suffering considerably, but thought that if be bad a sijfty days' furlough^ _be ^oult, . the ride home a long'way. He'still his. bands to bis side and groaned pi&» ously. • ''-, 4 furlough was ailed out *nd Chart^ was soon' aboard the train speeding toward the dear one? at hotoe. %i fooled the surgeons good, and after stftjE* ing out bis furlough, came back, *g& was with the gallant few at the siirrsa* <ler,--Athens (Ga.) Banner. V; JiiBtjf ESTANT BBQWNEM* who M the death of bis commander, Col I, Ellsworth, of the New York Zouaves, a^ Alexandria, Y*., nw» opening of the war, is now in the Department at with Colonel Ellsworth wbe» sioa flag on tfaf JftawbjJi bauted 4ovn, a^d f$8i $• Ail .' . ";.-.,?r.a*ts:

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