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TOE REPUBLICAN. A WA.T,t,OOH, Pnbll»1ier». At:(H>S T A. IOWA. DtTA'S STEPMOTHER. Ctartwhlstles Are Routed and She Reigns Supreme, HE sweetest little cherub that ever you saw!" said Mrs. Constant. "But, oh, such ci carol" "I told you so, Mary Jane," said old Aunt Arabella, sourly, "when you would insist on marrying a widower with a child!" "But I lowd him," said the flittle bride, somewhat wistfully. "Stuff and nonsense!" said Aunt Arabella. "The woman never yet lived who could get along with another woman's child." "Well, I mean to try," said Mrs. Constant. "And I think I should manage splendidly if only the first Mrs.. Constant's old-maid sisters would keep away, and Mr. Constant's mother-in• law by his first wife wouldn't persist in coming here every day to see if Dita has enough flannels on and eats her regular qxiantum of oatmeal and says -fcer catechism regularly." Just then the door flew open, and little Dita herself trotted in, a golden- tressed, pink-cheeked fairy of three years old, in a voluminous white frock, blue sash and gold sleeve-hoops, with blue kid boots, buttoned with little ;knobs of pearl. And close behind her •stalked her maternal grandmother, Sirs. Cart whistle, with the two Misses Oartwhistle following in the rear. •'1 am sxivprised, Mary Jane," said -the stepmolher-in-law (if such a relationship can be), "to hear from Bridget that Perdita is allowed to wear her best white frock every day!" "She looks so pretty in it," said Mrs. •Constant, pleadingly. "And she will -soon outgrow it." "It is not the way my girls were brought up," said Mrs. Cartwhistle. "I've just been counting over her •dresses," said Miss Malina Cartwhistle. "Sixteen white dresses, a dozen sashes, •eighteen ruffled and embroidered .skh-ts—" "A child like that needs a great vmany changes," said Mrs. Constant. "And that big doll of hers," added Miss Susanna Cartwhistle, "with the •flaxen hair and the eyes that open and tshut. I declare, Mrs. Constant," (these sour spinsters never could be gotten to -call their brother-in-law's wife by her •Christian name), "it's positive idolatry •—that's what it is. It makes me think of the golden image that King What- Do-You-Call-Him set up for the Israelites to worship!" Mrs. Constant winced. "But, indeed. Susanna," said she, "I •didn't buy the doll! It was a gift from "her godmamma to Dita." "I think it otight to be sold for the benefit of the heathen," Miss Malina •aid. "And I was shocked to see Bridget .giving her jam—yes, raspberry jam— upon her bread and butter for dinner," added the old lady. "It's very plain," apologized the young stepmother. "I made it myself last summer. And Dita is so fond of it." "Is a child's digestion of no conse- •quence?" demanded Mrs. Cartwhistle. But here Aunt Arabella rose up, bustling and indignant, in her niece's defense. "It strikes me, ladies," said she, "that we are all of us meddling with knows nothing of the sensations that agitate a true maternal heart." And the bride, fairly driven to the last extremity of patieaae, took an abrupt departure, leaving tb.6 small Dita shlifiking itt the arms of Bridget, while her grandmother and inaldefl aunts stooa around, a sort of commiserating chorus. "She lias no heart at all," growled Miss Malina. "I told Charles hotv it would be when he would persist In marrying that Blip of a child," said Mrs. Cartwhistle. "What can you expect of a stepmother?" gloomily demanded Miss Su« Banna. "Sure, aa' savin' your presence, ladies," put in Bridget, who by this time succeeded in quieting the child's cries: "It's me humble opinion as Mrs. Constant spoils the little lady intlrely wid too much kindness. Sure, wasn't she up with her half the nipht last night wid ipecac an'camphorated ile? And ain't it her as hears missy's prayers ivory blessed night of her life, and tells her all the fairy stories as ever grew, an' pets her like a kitten? There ain't one mother in a hundred, let alone a stepmobher, as loves a child like my missis loves little Miss Dita." And the grandmother and the two maiden aunts went grimly away, saying to one another what a very presuming person that Bridget was, and how Charles' young wife hadn't dignity enough to keep her servants in their proper place. But when Mrs. Constant returned from her shopping expedition that afternoon there was an evident atmosphere of consternation about tho house. Doors and windows were wide open; sympathetic neighbors were TWO KINDS OF TARIFF. ONE OF COBDEN'S THEORIES, LITTLE DITA THOTTED IN. What is none of our business. My niece, Mary Jane, as the wife of Charles Con- «tant and the mother of this little •child, is doubtless a better judge of these matters than we can pretend to bel Mary Jane, if you are going out <8nopping with me, it's high time jo\\ put on your bonnet!" The bride looked timidly around. "Jf Mrs. Cartwhistle and Malina and fiusaiyja will excuse me," said she, doubtfully. "Oh, an are of no consequence," said Miss Melina, with a toss of the head. "We are just going to take leave ourselves," said Mrs. Cartwbistle, eourly, "Me do, too, mamma," coaxed little Dita, seizing hold of vbe skirts of Mrs. Constant's dress. "Me do with oo." "No, darling, no," said Mrs. Constant, Dinging the bell for Bridget. "You are too little." "Exercise is good for the child," interposed Grandmamma Cartwhistle. "Ettertise dood for I," This was Pita's mite. "And you know, you were very sroupy Ust night" aflded Mrs. Constant, tenderly. "/never could find it in my heart to leave a child that wasn't well," Malina, "MAMMA! MAMMA!" PIPED VOICE. gathering about the threshold; Mrs. Cartwhistle, with he.r wig on awry anc her mourning 1 veil all twisted to one side, stood sobbing in the middle of the floor, with a prodigious black-borderec pocket handkerchief pressed to her eyes; Miss Malina and Miss Susann were hurrying to and fro, wildly wringing their hands; and Mr. Constant him self had just sprung from a cab which had rattled up to the curbstone as i: drawn by flying dragons. "Dear me!" cried the young stepmother. "What can have happened?' "I told you so!" said Mrs. Cart- whistle. "I always prophesied it!" said Misi Malina. "I foresaw it from the very begin ning!" said Miss Susanna. "But what is the matter?" gaspec poor Mrs. Constant. "Has anything happened to—to dear little Dita?" "She's drowned!" said Mrs. Cart« whistle. "In the great Persian jar!" said Mis Susanna. "Filled it with water out of the bath tub and then crawled in herself, dear sweet innocent!" sobbed Miss Malina. "Oh! dear! Oh! dear! I knew something would happen when you so heartlessly refused her innocent plea to accompany you." "All this comes, Charles," croaked Mrs. Cartwhistle, "from giving your precious lamb a stepmother." "I shall maintain to life's end," said Miss Susanna, "that it was all Mrs. Constant's fault." But the poor young wife pvjshed her way frantically through the confusion. "Where is she?" she gasped. "Dita! Where have they laid her?" "We—we hain't dared to touch her," answered Miss Malina, with a burst of hysterical tears. "But there's her dear little blue shoe in a puddle of water on the carpet, and her lovely golden hair floating on top! Oh, dear—don't let Charles go near her! Oh, dear! to think that she should be drowned, and no one near to help her! It all comes of a stepmother's neglect!" "iVamrna! Mamma!" piped a little voice at the self-same moment, and Mrs. Constant felt a tiny hand pulling at her dress, and turned to behold Dita held up in Bridget's triumphant arms. "Sure, ma'am, I found her fast asleep on the garret floor," said Bridget,, "wid her precious arm under her head. An" to think of the thrick she played us, wid the bigdolldrowndedinthe chaney jar, an' its yally hair floatin 1 a-top, just, for all the wurreld, like missy's own!" "Dolly dirty! Dolly have a bath!" complacently proclaimed Miss Perdita. And then, naturally enough, Mrs. Constant fainted away in her husband's arms. When she came to her senses again, the house was restored to its usual stillness and composure, and she waa lying upon a sofa, with her husband at her side and little Dita playing on the floor at no great distance. She looked vaguely around. "Where is Mrs. Cartwhisfle?" said she. "Gone," said Mr. Constant. "And so have Malina and Susanna—and they will never come back to this house again. It is quite true that they are ray lost wife's relatives, but that gives them no title to assail you as they have done to-day. You have been more than a mother to little Dita, *nd the cbild'f love bears a mute testimony to thif. Hereafter with her., as well, dearest, *s with me, your will shall Ifte law," And so Dita's stepmother conquered at last, and the Cartwhistle battalion was mated en Mettlntey'H Clear filstlnotton nctwecn a Tarlir for licvcmie and a 'tarllf for Pro- tontfon—Which Taxes the XVlilj'li OoHtroys a Nation's AVhlcli Miikr* IJlRh \Vnt(6* ami PrlocH?— Uluit la a Kcvenno Tariff? Why, as the very term implies, it is a tariff for revenue. As it is put in the platforms of parties, it is a tariff f6r revenue only, a tariff exclusively for revenue, a tariff imposed upon foreign products which has no other object in view, no other purpose to subserve, except tho raising of money for pitblic cx- pcmso; a tariff which dismisses every other consideration but revenue, and which has no regard for the enterprises or occupation of our own people. Now a protective tariff looks not only to the question of raising revenue, but has in view at tho same time tho industries antl the occupations of our own people, and the development of our own resources and our own institutions. Let me illustrate it for a moment: ?ake that glass (taking a tumbler from he table), the duty on that is sixty per ;ent. Every dollars' worth of that hind if ware which comes into the United States from Europe pays sixty cents nto the treasury. Now, that is a protective tariff. That s put there, not alone for revenue, but t was put there for the purpose of encouraging the American people to en- in the business of making glassware in the United States rather than import it for their use from abroad. It has had that effect, and the result of that tariff has been to build up tho most splendid glass industries in this ;ountry that can be found anywhere in he world. Now, suppose it is the revemie tariff ;hat you intend. to levy upon this kind of glassware, 00 per cent, is too high; 60 per cent, discourages foreign importation; 00 per cent, encourages domestic production. So it is too high, if it is revenue you are after; for lying at the very foundation of revenue for the government from tariff are importations. You cannot have revenue if 3'on do not have importation, and the larger your importations, the larger will be your revenue, and, therefore, if it is a revenue tariff you want to put upon this sort of ware, you would make a duty, say, of 15 or 20 per cent, instead of 00 per cent., which is the present law, and which is a protective duty. Now, supposing you put 15 or 20 psr cent, tariff upon, this kind of ware, what will be the effect?—increased importation from abroad, multiplied and multiplied over, for a tariff of 15 or* 20 per cent, would encourage the American people to go abroad and buy the foreign products, rather than buy the domestic products. You can readily see that if you made a tariff of 15 per C(Ait., instead of 00 per cent., you would have to import four times the quantity of that kind of ware t<j> get the same revenue as you would import to get a like revenue from a tariff of 00 per cent. But you would do it at the expense of your own industries and your own labor, for every additional cargo of this kind of ware which would be brought into the United States under the stimulus of a low tariff of 15 per cent, would take the place of just that quantity of ware that ought to be 'made in the United States, by our ownworkingmen, in our own shops. You put more money into the federal treasury, but you will at the same time put out of employment and on to the streets thousands and tens of thousands of workingmen who are now profitably employed in that great industry. There is one thing to be said about a revenue tariff. It is always paid by the consumer, and that cannot be said i always of a protective tariff. You put a tariff upon non-competing foreign product like tea or coffee or sugar or drugs. Who pays the duty? Why, the consumer pays every dollar of it, and why? Because we have not in this country any of those products in sufficient quantities to in any way regulate or control or influence the price, and, therefore, if you should put a tariff upon tea and a tariff upon coffee, the price to the American consumer would be the price in London and Liverpool, with the American tariff added, and the reason for that is because we cannot produce either tea or coffee in the United States. We are at the mercy of the foreign producer. We have got no competing product to' meet the foreign product, and, in a sense, to influence the price, and we pay the foreign price with an American tariff added. And so, when you make -a duty low enough upon .a competing foreign product, so as to diminish the domestic production, so as to destroy the American industry, that vei-y instant you put the American con- at the mercy of the foreign producer, and he at once pays the American tariff, whether it is high or whether it is low. Why, they say that protective tariffs are always paid by the American consumer. They forget that, in no instance, is a revenue tariff ever paid by anybody but the consumer. Protective tariffs are, for a time, sometimes paid by the American consumer. They are paid while the industries are being builded, but when they are once established, and competition among our own producers begins, then the American consumer no longer pays the protective tariff. Competition then regulates the prige, and I could name a dozen articles where the duty was increased by the law of 1890, increased in some instances 25 and 80 per cent., where the foreign mauu- Vhto free lirankfURt Table—Condition ot .lamalcix—England Dependent on Other CotirttrloH, One of the stock arguments in favor of a thorough free trade tariff system is that the inhabitants of England, living under tin; most unbusinesslike system, have the doubtful privilege of a "free breakfast table." Although this theory is sometimes attributed to Cobden, yet the late .lohn Bright had an equal share in promulgating the erroneous doctrine ot cheapness at the expense of home labor. Let us see where it has landed them; and note at the same time that exactly the same results will follow in the United States as now exist in England, if the same policy is adopted. What docs a "free breakfast table" mean, as applied to England? That under free trade the British agriculturists have been pretty nearly all ruined, and those who have escaped the Bankruptcy court have done so by losing the best part of their fortune. Three-quarters of the bread, oaten is made of imported wheat. The greater part of the bacon and hams goes from the United States. Sweden, Denmark and France flood the markets with butter. France amd other continental coxmtrics send the supply of ep^s. Fruit is pretty nearly all imported. The sugar that sweetens the tea is purchased from Germany, Holland and France, whose governments, by a judicious system of sui|bidies to exporters, have beaten British West Indian possessions out of the field. If one wants an object lesson, showing" the ravages wrought by free trade, just look at Jamaica. Years ago sugar was the staple of the island, but now you may, in the course of an afternoon's drive, pass numbers of plantations all idle and going to ruin, simply beca\isc the industry has been killed by more astute nations. All the tea and coffee drank in England is imported. Half of the former is bought from the British East Indies, whose manufacturers in return are cutting 1 Manchester goods out of Indian. Japanese and Chinese markets, simply by means of cheaper labor. England buys her petroleum from Russia and America, and her cotton mostly from the latter country. Now, both these nations turn round aud say in distinct terms, "You can buy of us if you like; indeed you must do so; but we will not take your agricultural machinery, nor j'oui- cotton, worsted and woolen goods, nor cutlery and hardwares." And although England spends millions a year with these two countries alone, yet she is dependent upon them for her food supplies, while tho Lancashire industry would be paralyzed if America sent no cotton, to her ports. I'lato Glass Under Protection. Tho enormous growth of the plate glass industry in the United States is strikingly illustrated by the request that manufaetiirers are about to make to the treasury department relative to the restrictive provisions of the contract labor law. It is claimed by these manufacturers that fully 1,500 skilled workers will be needed within the present year to equip and run establishments now nearing completion, and that these laborers must be brought from Europe, as they can not be obtained here. Ordinarily a protected industry makes slow and steady growth, educating new workmen as they are needed. The plate glass industry, however, in two years' time has increased so rapidly that glaziers' glass is no longer imported, but entirely supplied for home consumption by our own glass works. .' Prior to 1888, the importation of plate glass for glazing purposes was very large. Since that time, however, the home product so largely increased each year that the importation steadily decreased until 1890, when it entirely ojeased, so far as glazing quality is concerned. • According to the above table, the product will be 70 per cent, larger before the close of 1891, and plate glass become so cheap that it can be used in the most ordinary structures. Fifteen years ago plate glass was selling at an average price of about $'3.50 per square foot (and the manufacturer lost money at that), but to-day the average pripe per foot is about sixty cents, and the margin of profit is still large. These changes, both as relate to prices and the supply of the home market by a home product, have been achieved under a fostering tariff and in the face of the fact that the product has been far short of the demand until the past year. The only plate glass of any large importation now is the silvering quality of small sizes, which American manufacturers claim they cannot afford to produce under the present low duty on glass under ten square feet. American Women Should liny American Goods. To Mrs. W. D. Owen, wife of Representative Owen of Indiana, are the following sensible and patriotic suggestions credited: I wish our women could be persuaded to buy only American products. It would be a great benefit to the country at large, and at the savui time result in. the growth of a'true American sph-it in women. Many of the American goods are superior to the imported ones, and are sold to us for foreign goods. For one, I object to' being fooled in that way, and if sensible women once appreciate how easily this could be checked and that the remedy is in their own hands, while at the same time they could put money into the pockets of WAR REMINISCENCES. 'FALL INTO LINE." R"n/l itt Oak Park.) the meeting of Slioridon Post, 815, Fall into lino! 1 ' O, comrades, mine, 'Tis time to call Tno roll. The century's clock ninrlts quarter past 61n«e last we answered "Here!" 'Fall into line I" '"Right dtessl" front!" Salute old Father Time. A quarter past the time when last We proudly answered "Here!" 'Eyes all About my friend. When I did a«k tot him he could not be traced, and W» this day I have not learned his name.-** Detroit Free Press. "A quarter century," did you sayf Why. comrades, aro you mad? A quarter century, and this The silver wedding day Of our grand nrmy 1 Can it be That fro aro turning 1 gray? A quarter century, and this Our silver wedding day? Well, comrades rrjue, '-Fall into line!" We'll mualer aa of old, Bach company svhundred mon, Our lines all trim and straight. What ''awkward sqund" Is this I sea March by with limping trait? "Our men," yon say? They march that way? Why, man, you must be mad. Our men were straight us northern pines, And marc.hed to time BO time. What's that you say? ''They marched that way 'Before their gait was spoiled, 'By sleeping In the Southern swamps, 'And catching Southern load." What's that you say? "T.liey marched that way In eighteen sixty-two." Our stiver anniversary. Well, comrndes, "form the lino!" "Touch elbow/"," as of old. Kyes front!" falute Old Father Time! These sliver hairs are silver oi-owns, For this our wedding day. Our golden anniversary We'll keep across the way, With Sherman, Grant and Sheridan, And all the comrades true, Who formed the line, so straight and flne In eighteen-sixty-two. "Fall Into line." Old comrades mine, The century's clock ticks on. Stand Lravely for the flag; then hoar Your captain say: "Well done." —11. S. Thaln, In Inter Ocean. "THANK YOU, JOHNNY. 1 consumer that same article at the price that he offered it before the added tariff went into effect. A merchant in New York told me not more than ten days ago that when the new law went into effect he believed he would have to increase his prices to the American consumer; but he went abroad and visited his manufacturers, and told them that he proposed to sell to his customers at the old price, aad if they could not furnish the goods and pay the additional duty, he would have them manufactured in the United States. And in every instance, said this jlew York merchant, the foreign manufacturer said: "We will pay tfee duty fixed by tfeat ta# law." ' their husbands and brothers, they would at once start a crusade in favor of purchasing only American goods, not only silks, but' ginghams, cambrics and lawns; in fact everything that goes into a woman's wardrobe. To ask if an article is imported is to make an opening for scma dry goods clerk to fool one, and no woman likes to be made ridiculous. I ^now of prominent women who are of the SAine opinion, and if a rnov e- ment was projected that was made practical and (seasoned with common sense liberally, ihere are plenty of women in tfee country who would find time and inclination to-^ive it sound support. By all means let ukhave "American dry rriean\ women." How a Confederate Saved a Union Soldier's Life. Our brigade was changing positions at Stone river so as to cover the exposed flank of another brigade, when I suddenly sank down in a heap. I can remember of falling, and it seemed to me as if I fell a 'distance of fifty feet. I also heard a far-away voice saying: "Forward, men—forward! Steadyon the right!" If the missiles which struck me had reached a vital spot death would have come without pain or consciousness. I sank away like one going to sleep, and the roar of battle lulled rather than disturbed me. I think it was as much as twenty minutes before I came to, and the fight had then gone down the line to the left, and it was comparatively quiet where I lay. I had been hit! The thought gave me a sudden shock and cleared my mind. Where had the bullet struck me? I felt no pain, and for a few seconds hoped that I had only been stunned. Then I located the wounds. One of Bragg's shells had exploded near by. It must have been charged with special reference to my case, for three of the bullets it contained struck me in the right leg, the left shoulder and the right hand respectively. By and by I sat up. I was weak and thirsty, but I felt no pain. There were four dead men in front of me and two on the left and one on the right. Of the seven, four were federals and men of my regiment, who had been killed by the same shell which had wounded me. I could not see behind me, of course, but I heard two or three wounded men groaning. Fortunately, I had a canteen of water, and my wounded hand gave me no pain as I lifted it up and drank my fill. I had just worked along into a hollow spot, where I had a rest for my back, when a fierce-looking fellow, whose dress showed him to be a teamster or a camp-follower of some sort, came out of a clump of bushes about ten rods away. His object, as I suspected at first glance, was to rob the dead. It was very seldom that even the worst »f the army bummers had the cheek to play the ghoul in broad daylight, and that with fighting still going on, but this fellow went about it as coolly as you please. He went through the pockets of every dead man in front of me, getting considerable plunder from each, and when he had finished with the last he came over to me, regarded me with evil eyes a moment, and then asked: "What have you got?" "About ten dollars in money," I replied. "Shell out and be mighty quick about it, too!" "I can't. I'm hit la three places, and the money is in a pocket under me." "Hand it over, I say!" "My friend, don't be rough on a wounded man. If you'll raise me up I'll try to get it for you." "Kaise blazes!" he growled. "I know of a way to get it without so much trouble!" He hadn't far to look to find a loaded musket, and he picked it up, raised it to his shoulder, and stepped forward to put the muzzle to my head before he pulled the trigger. The infernal ghoul meant to blow my head off and then rob me at his leisure. I saw it in his eyes as plain as day. I believe his finger was on the trigger when he suddenly staggered back and fell to the earth, the musket being discharged in the air as he fell. I also saw the bullet as it struck him. It hit him in the center of the forehead, and seemed to be enveloped in smoke as it struck. "That's what I think of him, no matter what side he belongs to!" called a voice behind me. I knew by that voice that he wan A confederate, and I called: "Is that you, Johnny?,' "Yes, that's me, Yank!" "Did you shoot that fellow?" "Thar ain't nobody else around yew as could have done it!" "Thank you, Johnny! What regi- Went do you !" But I couldn't finish. I fainted dead away, and when I came to 1 was A FIGHTING GIRL. Her Terrible Battle With a Dozen t#rtHln«d Soldiers. As our brigade advanced, crossing* pasture land, sweeping through thicket* and fording a creek which seemed to bd all turns and elbows, a taari about tetk feet from me on the left dropped dead. My company was on the extreme left bf the line, you see, and the man was ft flanker. He had been shot from th» window of a humble looking cabin which stook in open grottnd about rifle* shot away. "Sergeant, take ten men and clcati those bushwhackers out and burn the .house!" was the order I got from my captain, and a minute later I had a squad marching away. There had been more or less fighting; over this same ground all the forenoon, and the artillery and musketry fire had been pretty hot. We were now driving the line, and as We advanced we found many of the dead still lying where they fell. It wasn't lawful warfare for a bushwhacker to hide away in a farm house and shoot a soldier in the back. Even if a battle was raging such a deed smacked of murder. If he cotild shoot it was his business to be in the lines opposed to us. Then if his bullets found a human target it was the chances of war, and if he happened to be captured by us he would be treated as a prisoner of war. We marched straight for the house, expecting that the bushwhacker had fled as soon as he fired the shot, but we had not covered over half the distance when a rifle cracked and one of my men dropped with a bullet in his heart. The nearest cover to the house was a stone fence a hundred feet in front of it and a shed-barn about the same distance from the back door. Dividing my squad and now- adopting all the precautions we could, all of us finally gained the shelters mentioned. It was a log cabin, a story and a half high, with two windows in front, one on each side, and one in the rear. The two doors were front and back. How many men were in the house we could not say, but as soon as in position we opened fire on the doors and windows. Not a shot was fired in return for three or four minutes. Then one of my men at the wall, who had exposed himself, pot a bullet in the shoulder and crawled away to hide under a bank of earth. Our bullets soon riddled doors and windows, and must have searched every part of the house. We expected to see three or four men dash out and make a run for it, or a white flag to 'beijj displayed in token of surrender, but ali' was grimly silent. About ten minutes af,ter my man had been shot one of th.6 men at the shed got his head out too far while shooting and received a bullet in return. It didn't kill him, but carried away the right half of his upper, lip and mustache, passed through his'cheek, carried away four teeth and' split his ear, and after a term in the hospital he, was' discharged and sent home. That was two killed and two wounded, and all apparently by the same weapon. We knew it to be an ordinary rifle by the whip-like crack of its report, but there might be three or four men in the house for all we could determine. We kept blazing away at doors and windows on the chance of hitting some one, and from the silence of the next ten minutes I felt confident that we had disabled them. Then I gave the signal for a rush at the house. All of us were up and half way there when a rifle-barrel was poked through a broken pane and a flash followed. The ball grazed my cheek and struck the man behind me in the forehead and dropped him dead. Next moment we were at the doors, front and back, and they were banged open with a crash. '•This is what I saw: "A boy soldier lying dead on the floor with an arm torn off by a fragment of shell. On the bed was a gray-haired woman, with a bullet wound in her face. Standing,in the corner of the room, proud and defiant, with the unloaded rifle in her hands, was a girl of sixteen—a regular country belle in grace and beauty. ' 'I can do no more. Shoot us if you will!" she said as she confronted us. "Aye! shoot!" added the mother. "There lies my only boy, killed by your guns this morning. I lie here wounded, and my gal J in has dropped four or five, of you to get even! One gal to a dozen, soldiers! Come and finish your workF But we simply took the rifle away and left them with their dead, and we pitied them even as we smarted with the sense of our own loss,—Detroit Free Press. was f«g«*iB$ up by the ambulance corps and Went Into Mis Open : During the war a soldier was brought to the hospital paralyzed and unable to talk. He was thoroughly examined by all the surgeons, who could not find a wound or scratch upon the man, yet he persisted that he was wounded. At last Dr. Norton opened the man's mouth, and made a thorough examination of the sufferer's throat and mouth. He was amply rewarded, ipr he found a wound in the back of the throat. This he probed and finally extracted a bullet which had paralysed the man's vocal chords. The man recovered and stated that he was in the charge at Chieka' mauga, and the last that he recollected, was hallooing ftnd yelling as tb,e onajpg* was made.—Cincinnati Enquirer- Aa Aged 4frl««n. WtiHe picketing op the banks of Q»VJ Potomac a group of soldiers encounter" „ edan.oid negro whose bent foru) frosted hjiad. betoken^ great Struck with his venerable 9 they inquired his age. "How old are yon unele?" " 'Deed, miissa, I don't know." "Are you one hundred years oWf^ "Oh, yes, sab; Ise mo 1 *%? V. . * -&B "J kain't tell, sab,, JJuJt you j yesflfj : >9ft)fiii I fust oumj Pertpmac richer wan't; a little bit of a crick!" pain, that

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