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J I II PUY TE Old Ocean. let me spend with you These autumn days so bright and blue, For though your beard is white, I see You're not too old to romp with me. You play at tag, and try to reach MY feet that fly along the beach; Then we are soldiers, and you take The little sand forts that I make. When in your waves I venture out Oh, how you tumble me aleut! For you are old, but 1,nerry, tOO, And so I love to play with you, After Forty Years, BY D, H. T: LMAGE. (Copyr!ght, 1901. by Daily Story Pub. Co.) There died not long ago in a cer- tain home for soldiers a certain man who shall here be nameless. He died in his bed at night, with none watch- ing beside him. He left no word, He did not struggle. SO nearly did the death calm resting upon him resemble the ~lumber of life that one of his' com- rades, a jest upon his lips', shook him by the shoulder in the morning. And then the word went forth that another worn and weary one had passed through the Valley of the Shadow with- out suffering, and silently the prayer went up, "O Lord, will that as he was taken so also may it be with us." They buried him with military hon- ors, and then wrote to his mother an- nouncing briefly the facts. They gave no details. And presently a letter writ- ten by the fahering hand of age was received. ."Tell me, please," it said. "how my boy died, and let me know what be- longings he had." The answer was necessarily short, there was so little to tell. He had been buried in his only suit of clothes. There was a sum of money, amounting to thirty-six dollars, in a tin box be- neath hls bunk. In hls valise were two shirts, a suit of underwear, two pairs of socks and one brown cotton glove, nothing moz:e. The official making the inventory contemplated the glove somewhat cu- riously when he came to it. and scratched his head with the blunt end ofhis pencil. "One glove," he said. half aloud: "Evidently a woman's. Wonder how it happened: ?" He continued to wonder ~for several days. Then the matter was explained to him. A woman, leading by the hand a child, appeared in the commandant's office, seeking information regarding the departed soldier. She was not a relative. Neither was she a friend-- at least she had not been a friend. She had known him in his youth. She had seen him march away to the war. She had not seen him since. The official questioned her guarded- |y, and learned largely by inference. from her replies that the soldier had been her lover, but that his idea of loyalty had not been her idea of loy- alty. They had lived in the borderland between the North and the South. Her t~her and her brother and another • 'Evidently a woman's glove." man had gone out to battle for the South. while this man had remained faithful to the old flag. She had given him to understand plainly that he must choose between the flag and her. And he had chosen with maddenlng prompt- ne~. The other man had returned from the war, and she had married him. He was sadly crippled, and her pity went out to him, masquerading as love, That was years ago. Her life had not been an unhappy one, she said, although the drawn face, the lack-luster eyes. the stooping shoulders and the dragging footsteps told a story of toil beyond her strength and of devotion forced beyond the prompt:rigs of her spirit. Her husband was dead. He had been buried but three days ago. Her only son also was dead, and her son's wife and she were not in sympathy. The child she held by the hand was hey grandchild, her one comfort, She had come to see the soldier who had been faithful to the flag of victory. She had known where he was throughout all the years. She had saved a little mon- ey-enough, if eked out by a small pen- sion, to carry two people of sixty to the end of their lives. Would the of- ficlal be so kind as to call the soldier at once? The official cleared his throat vigor- ously and scowled. He always scowled when he had a painful duty to perform. And this woman, with the love of for- ty years ago intact in her bosom, w~s so pitiful a spectacle under the circum- stances that his courage was hardly equal to telling the truth. But he w~ not a man to shirk a duty. "My dear madam," he said, "I re- gret to inform you that your friend ts dead." She seemed not to understand at first; but gradually the import of the statement was' borne in upon her, and she moaned hopelessly, trembling as the leaf of autumn trembles in the north, wind. The official said nothing more. He was waiting for her to speak. "Did--did he leave anythlng~any- thing marked for 'Sarah'?" she asked at last. "Not anything," replied the official. And then, as gently as he might, he recounted the circumstances attending the soldier's death. "He went alone," whispered the woman--"alone--O God! But you say he left a glove?" Was it a brown glove, such as women used to wear?" The official nodded. "I have the mate to the glove." she announced calmly, the look of weari- ness and despair coming again to her face.. "It is bloodstained and falling apart, but I have preserved it because something here"~placing her hand upon her breast~"told me that the other would be found some time. and I would I~ow the truth. And I know the truth now." She raised her eyes, and for an in- stant her llps moved silently. "My husband brought it with him when he returned, wounded, from Shi- loh. A Union soldier whose name he would never tell me had stood between him and death there, fighting hard against his own people that--the reb- el's wife might--not be deprived of her "Anything marked for Sarah?" husband. The gloves were mine. He reached out from the ranks and p~21ed them out of my hand the day he ~ent away to join Grant's army, and I ~.'ttuck him in the rape when he did it. One of them he used to stanch the fia~ of blood from my husband's wound, and then stuffed it int(, the pocket el my husband's coat, where I found it, The other he kept~forty--years." She quite broke down at this .~nc- lure, and the official essayed to com- fort her. "His mother still lives." he said. and named the place. "If you wish, you may take his things to her." She readily accepted the commission; but of the meeting between the two women only themselves know. Where Bomance Is llecalled. The Windsor library is one of the most perfect retreats in all England for a rainy day, says a London news- paper. It has a superb outlook across to Stoke and away to Harrow-on-the- Hill, and as the p~ivileged ladies' and gentlemen of the court loll in its cozy chair~, leathered in brilliant scarlet. and rest their books upon its polished ebon tables inlaid with ivory, the spirit of the past--of Anne and the duchess, of Elizabeth and her tiring maids, of Charles II. and Lely's beau- ties~seem to pervade the fireplace and ore!l, alcove and mullion. Little won- der that such a corner became a fa- vorite retreat of Sunday afternoons. Introduced Christmas Trees. Empress Frederick. according to the London Daily Chronicle. was the cause of the introduction of Christmas trees into England. Her father. Prince Albert. insisted on having a German Christmas tree With its lights and decorations for his bab~ daughter in 1840. and the fashion s$read quickly. ]~erhalm This Writer Knows. The Lapps, a people of northern Europe, never wash. They abhor wat- er. and from infancy to age their cloth- ing is never changed except when it is worn out. They wear the same gar- ments, made of reindeer skin with the hair next to the flesh, day and night, winter and summer. Vitality of Typhoid Germs. Typhoid germs retain their vitality for many weeks; iu garden earth, twenty-one days; in filter sand, eighty- two days; in dust of thestreet, thirty days; on linen, sixty to seventy days; on wood, thlrty-two days; in ice, a year or more. THIEVES OF BOMBAY. THEY PRACTICE THE ART OF BE- COMING INVISIBLE. Dangerous Work in Which the Dacoit Seldom Fails--Clever Device Practiced by the Mooches in Throwing Pursuers Off Their Tr~ek. A very interesting and valuable re* port was issued several years ago, by the inspector of prisons of the Indian empire, in which almost incredible accounts are given of the practice of th}s extraordinary art by the thieves of lower Bombay,~ says a writer in the New Penny Magazine. The thieves themselves, with better rea- son, feel doubly secure; for if, in.spite of his invisibility, by some unlooked for and unlucky chance, one is seized, his oily body slips away like an eel's; and in the still more unlikely contin- gency of his being held with an un- breakable grip, he has, slung by a slender cord about his neck, a little knife with an edge as sharp as that of the keenest razor, with which he cuts the tendons, of the intruding wrist, This, however, he considers a last re- sort, for he prides himself upon doing his work without inflictlng bodily, harm upon his victims. To enter a zenana, or the women's apartment in a native house, where all the family treasures are ~ept, is the ambition of every native thief. This, however, is no easy matter, for the zenana is in the center of the house, surrounded by other apartments occupied hy ever- wakeful sentinels. In order to reach it the thief burrows under the house until his tunnel reaches a point be- neath the floor of the room to which access is sought. But the cautious native does not at once enter. Full well he knows that the inmates of the house sometimes detect the miner at work and stand over the hole armed with deadly weapons, silently a~ait- ins his appearance. He has with him a piece of bamboo, at one end of which a bunch of grass represents a human head, and this he thrusts up througll the completed breach.. If the vicari- ous head does not come to grief, the real one takes its place, and the thief, entering the zenana, secretes himsel:f; or, finding everything already favor- able for this purpose, proceeds to at- tempt what seems an impossible un- dertaking. This. indeed, is no less a task than to remove from the ears and arms and nose the earrings, bracelets. armlets, bangles and nose rings of the sleepers without awakening them. and to get safely away with his plunder, Wile but a dacoit would be equal to so delicate, dangerous and difficult a piece of work? But the dacoit seldom fails. "These adroit burglars." says my authority, "commit the most dar- ing robberies in the midst of the Eng- lish army. Knowing the position of the tents, they make out one which is occupied by an officer of high rank. and creep silently toward it. Arrived at the tent, their sharp knife makes them a door in the canvas, and they glide undiscovered into the interior. Indeed, so wonderfully adroit are they that even the very watchdogs do not discover them, and a thief has been known to actually step over a dog without disturbing the animal." But the most marvelously clever de- vice practiced by the thieves of lower Bombay is that used by the Mooches in throwing pursuers off their track. The Mooches come down in gangs, from the back country, and raid the settlements; their specialty is poison- ing cattle. They smear plantain leaves ,with their own particular brand of cattle exterminator and scatter them about among the herds at night. In the morning, as many of the catt!e as have partaken are dead, and have been abandoned by their owners. The Mooches flay the dead animals and sell their hides. Pursued, these hon- est creatures make at full speed for the jungle. If they reach it, all hope of capturing them is at an end. but even when they discover that they must be overtaken before they reach it, they by no means lose heart, and are measurably sure of escaping, es- pecially if, as is very often the case in India. the surface is burned over and the trees ~nd bushes that have not been consumed are charred and blackened and bereft of their foliage, and many, perhaps, reduced to little more than blackened stumps by the fire which the fields are annually burn- ed over. If hard pressed in such a country as this, they cease to fly, and immediately disappear, For a long time, the English troops which policed the districts where they made their raids were completely nonplused; again and again, on the very point of being captured, the Mooches escaped by miraculously vanishing and officers as well as soldiers becalms supersti- tious. With the power of maintaining fixed, immovable postures, in which their race seem to excel, these Indians grasping in their hands such black- ened branches as they pick up in their flight, can instantly assume, and re- tain for a long time. At. Woman BalancL~g. When .~ woman stoops over to pick up something on the floor why does she always balance herself on one foot extending the other outward and back- ward as a counterpoise? This question not new never has been satlstactOrlly answered--New York Press. ~tlltons of Cats" Tails Are Worn. A hundred tons of cats' tails were recently sold in one lot in New York for ornamenting ladies' wearing ap- parel. This means that no fewer than 1,792,000 pussies had bee~ killed to sup- ply this consignment. STEVENSON'S MEMORY, It Is Still Dear to His SBm4mn rrlQn~ Says a Writes.. Mrs. Isobel Strong teals several anec- dotes which show the waxm affection in which the memory of Robert Lou~a Stevenson is held by his Samoan friends. In Scribnsr's M~,m~lne she describes one scene that is infinitely touching: After Mr. Sbevenson'~ death so many of his Samoan. friends begged for his photograph that we sent to Sydney for a supply, which was soon exhausted. One ofternoon Pola came in and remarked, in a very hurt and aggrieved manner, that he had been neglected in the way of photographs• "But your father, the chief, has a large, fine one." "True," said Pola. "But that is not mine. I have the box presented to me by your high-chief goodness. It has a lit~l,~ cover, and there I wish to put the sm~ shadow of Tusitala, the beloved chie~ whom we all revere, but I more tha~ the others because he was the head of my clan." "To be sure," I said, and looked about for a photograph. I found a picture cut from a weekly paper, one I remembered that Mr. Stevenson him- self had particularly disliked, H~ would have been pleased had he seen the scornful way Pola threw the pic- ture on the floor. "I viii not have that," he cried. "It is pig-faced• It i~ not the shadow of our chief." He leaned against the d c~r and wept. "I have nothing else, Pola," I pro- tested. "Truly, if I had another pic- ture of Tusitala I would give it to you." He brightened up at once. "There is the one in the smoking room," h~ said. "where he walks back and forth. That pleases me. for it looks like him." He referred to an oil painting of Mr. Stevenson by Sargent. [ explained that I could not give him that. "Then I will take the round one," he s~id "of tin." This last was the breeze bas-relief by St. Gaudens. I must have laughed involuntarily, for he went out deeply hurt. Hearing a strange noise in the hall, an hour or so later. I opened the d~or and dis- covered Pola lying on his face, weep- ing bitterly. "'What are you crying about?" I asked. "The shadow the shadow." he sob- bed. "I want the sun-shadow of Tusi- taIa.'" f knocked at my mother's door across the hall. and at the sight cd that tear-stained face her heart meR- ed, and he was given the last photo- graph we had.which he wrapped i~r a banana leaf. tying it carefully with ribbon of grass. CLOTHES AND CHARACTER. h-one of US Frec from the Influence, of G~rments. The philosophy of clothes grows oul of their relationship to our personality and temperament. Not many of us are independent enough to declare our- selves free from the influence of ~the garments which clothe and adorn us; not more so than of the other environ- ments which prove such potent factor~. in the formation of our life and char- acter. Personality and temperame~ are revealed by clothes; but what seems more important in the whok )hil0sophy of the subject ts that the outer garments affect our indl~lduaI- ity, so that we are changed and trans- formed by what we wear. Whai clothes have done for civilization in the formation of character, morals, manners and conventional ideas of liV- ing ts a subject too broad for super- flciaI consideration. The susceptibility of some to the influence of clothes i~ so keen that all individuality would he lost without the power to express :hemselves in this way. A woman may make clothes the artistic expres- sion of her personality, which in nc other way could assert itself. It has become to her a daily need, and the loss o~ it would take from her life. s mainspring of action that would lemve her stranded. There is a dl~[erenc~ between the attempt to express in ar- tistic form in dress an inward person- ality and the extravagant waste el money for clothes which have no. di- rect bearing upon one's mind or ideas of the harmony of things. Lavish e~r. pond:tare of money on dress for the mere sake of copying another; or fo~ the seIflsh and foolish purpose of be- ing dressed as expensively as th~ rleh- est, is not only reprehensible, but ls deficient in originality and a~t ex-I )ression.~A. S. Atkinson, ]YL D.. in~ Ledger Monthly. The Cut That Hurt~ LHIian Russell, during one of bet walks the other day, met a ~Ltle chap whose small trousers had evidently been made at home, The front and back of them had been cut exactly alike. and for a much broader boy. They were puffed at the back and the small wearer seemed ill at ease in them. Miss Russell stopped for a momeut 'to cleat with him, and at parting handed him a nickel, saying: '"By the way, son- ny, who made yottr trousers? .... Me mudder~goll durn her.*~" answered the boy in a most ungrateful tone of voice. --New York Clipper. Charlemagne Liked Perfnmes.~ Charlemagne is said by his biograph- [ ors to have been extravagantly fond ot! almost any kind of perfume. One oi~ his courtiers said that the approacl~! i Illll I IU II I Ili i ,I . ==-. ,,l ta w t,t,aw FEVER In.o=, five or 71 per cent con- tracted the 4isease. REOENT EXPERIMENTS THE CAUSE OF ~EVERAL DEATHS, [noludlng That of Miss Mass, the Nnrs~r --The Successful Work of Dr. H;eod and the ]Bad I¢~ults from the Scram ---Cause of the Fever a &fystery. The death in Havana Sunday of Miss Clara A. Mas~, a trained nurse from Newark, N. J., who was follow- Ing her profession at Las Animas Hos- pital, was the third resulting from the experiments, being made with mos- quitoes by the yellow fever commis- sion. The sacrifice of this young life in the cause of science--Miss Mass was 25 years old--directs attention to the work which has been done in Cuba toward the stamping out of the dis- ease that formerly claimed ao many lives. In this investigation in the cause of science there has been a re- markably display of heroism. The work has been carried on by the yellow fever commission, of which Dr. Walter Reed is president. The Cause of Yellow Fever has alwa~'ys been a mystery; and, in- deed, it is a mystery today in a meas- ure, since, although undoubtedly a dis- ease of parasitic origin, the parasitic organism itself has not yet been dis- covered. Several times it has been that that it was found, anc~ there are those investigators who today believe that the Bacillus iceroides of Sanarelli is the causative organism of the fe-~er; while the English physician, Dr. Her- bert E. Durham, who. with the late Dr. Walter Myers, was sent out by the Liverpool School of Tropical Medicine to Brazil, believes that In a small ba- cillus which they have frequently found in autopsies they have discovered the true germ. The proof brought by the American experiments that certain ~squitoes will transmit the disease, i I,' F MISS CLARA /~. I~AABL [Who yielded up her lifo in thee ¢~use of medical science.]: however, renders both of these, clalma uncertain and probably incorrect. In fact. Dr. Reed denies that S~mareIIi's bacillus' has anything to do w~tll, yel- low fever. The true parasite w.ill be be discovered, without doubt, and, it is to be hoped that the American' army officers who have been respo~slble for such an .extraordinary advance in our knowledge of the etiology of the' dread disease may be the investigators to eaxry the work through to its £ullest conclusions. The ~.xperiments,. During the autumn of 1900 an, expe- rimental sanitary station was estab- lished in the open, a mile frema ~ue- mados. Two houses were built, tightly constructed, with windows, a~d doors protected by wire screens.. In. one of these houses, soiled sheets, pillow- cases, and blankets were used a~ bed- ding, and this bedding was brought straight from the beds of patle~ts sick with yellow fever at Havanat Far 63 days these beds were oceupf~c~ by members of the hospltar corps for pe- riods varying from 20 to 2i days. At the end of this occupation, the men, who were all non-lmmunesi were ta- ken to quarantine for five days and then released. Not one cff them was taken ill. All were released fn excel- lent health. This experiment fs of the greatest importance, as show~ng that the disease is not conveyed by fomltes, and hence the disinfection of cloth- ing, bedding, or merchandise supposed to have been c~ntaminated: by contact with yellow fever patients is. no longer necessary, and~ the extremes to which this disinfection work has been car- rled in cases of yellow fever epidem- ics in our southern states have bee~ perfectly useless. The "I~f~eted Mosquito Banding2" In the ~thser house, which was known as the "iufected mosquito building," were no articles which had not been carefuU~ gisinfected. The house con- tained two rooms, and non-immunes were pl~ced in both rooms. In one room, Selmrated from the other by wire ~creen partitions only, mosquitoes which had bitten yellow fever patients were admitted. From the other room they were excluded. In the latter room ~he men remained In perfect health;: in the mosquito room 50 per cent o2 the persons bitten by infected mosqui- toes that had been kept twelve days or more after biting yellow fever pa- tients were taken with the disease, and the yellow fever diagnosis was con- of the Emperor could always be de-[firmed by resident physicians in Ha- tooted by the odor of perfume that in-t vans who were above all others famil- varlably accompanied him. ].tar with the disease in every form. l:[ood's "Bridge of Sigh~/' i Persons bitten by mosquitoes at an Hood wrote "The.Bridge of Sigha"~ earlier period than twelve days after in, it is said, a single afternoon. An- they had bitten a yellow fever patient other account declares it to have been did not contract the disease, In an- .written in a day, and that much time other series of experiments, of seven subsequently spent in revising it. persons bitten by infected mosquitoes bY placing the hand in a Jar contain- The direct agency of mosquitoes in spreading the disease having been es- tablished, practical anti-mosquito work was at once undertaken in Cuba.. General orders were tssueed requiring the universal use of mosquito-bars in all barracks, especially in hospitals, as well as in field service where practica- ble. The drainage of breeding-places, the use of petroleum on standing wa- ter, in which mosquitoes breed, was directed, and the medical department of the army furnished oil for this pur- pose. It has resulted that Havana had, less yellow fever during the present year than at any time in its history. The Serum Not SueeessfuL The' efforts of Dr. Reed. have been supplemented by experiments, under government authorization, in which well persons have been sub:fected to tests whiel~ in several cases have proven fatal. In July a CUban boy was taken to Havana and after eleven hungry mosquitoes had been put in a cage his arm was placed therein and t~.e insects permitted to suck blood from it. The: parasites were given a chancs to develop and, when it was believed that they were ready for ac- tion, nine persons, at various intervals, were. bitten by them after having been inoculated with a serum said to render a person proof against the fever. Of these, three persons have died and the others are .lingering be- tween life and: death, except one, whose recovery seems probable. While the Investigation has proved of some benefit, in that it has disclosed the source of the fever, the immunity serum has not established itself~ i,~ public favor. CIVILIZATION. IN, UGANDA., Frime Minister tlas Become an Exl~rt~ In Plain Sewlr~. Civilization is progressing with rapid strides in the African kingdom: of Uganda, where a little while ago all. was barbarism. A curious manifesta- tion of civilization in this black king- dom is the fad which ]das been taken up by the prime minister of the infant. king, that official having become aa expert in plain sewing. He is now' in- dustriously engaged in cultivating the, more advanced forms of needlework under the instruction of the wife of one of the missionaries, and will doubtless in a short time be able to db. "herring-bone" and other fancy stitches. The little King Dandi re- cently gave a dinner to celebrate his fourth birthday, and the napkins used~ were all hemmed by the prime' min- ister. If all prime ministers, would devote more time to their sewing and less to affairs of state the world:would be a much more peaceful place. King Dandi's birthday dinner was intended: to illustrate to the British commis- sioner and the other white men~ o'f the~ country the advances which I~ave been made in civilization in Ugsmdat All the chief Europeans at Mengo, the capital, attended the reception, whie~ was followed by a banquet got" up lm English fashion. It was produced by natives entirely without assistance, and would have don~ credit to, aTM first- class New York restaurant: The ' guests found cards bearing• their~ names at the places at table at whidh, they were to sit, and alia the• plates~ spoons, knives, forks, glasses, etc.,. were Just where they belonged; and'. the courses, which were served deftly~ and properly, consisted of 'a" food such as one would expect to find ~t a ban,. quet in any white man's capital. The,. next day there was a, tha~ksglviRg service in the cathedral' of Meuse at which the coal-black~ congregation sang Sir Arthur Sullivan'S "Onward, Christian Soldier."--New York Press. Pussy ~d ]Fly Paper. A large and•handsome $cngora eat.. which is the pet and pride af a family in the south end' of the city, and' which, relying~ on this, makes himsel£' very familiar, got into. great trouble. Several" sheets of sticky:fi"y paper had been lald on a table near.~ sunny win:-. dew to entrap wandering flies. The cat, desiring to look ouLat the window,, leaped on the table ~d landed or~ all four feet' on a, si~e~t of the fl~r paper. At first he kep~ cool and en- deavored to release one foot after, a~- other, but the paper zltmg closer t~an a brother. Then he put his nose de~,n to push the paper from. his feet, and a loose end seized him by the whisker~ and fastened ~o. hi~ ft~rehead, binding hlm. Then he, wa~' scared and~ the trouble commencecL and a sort of furry, l~ng-tailed t~hunderbolt went rolling over the carpet, emitiug the most horrible yeffs and caterwRulings and turning everything upsid~ down. The "family hastened to the relief of • their, favorite, and more thus one of them felt his teetth and claws before he was put I~ a condition t~ see and wa1~t.--Portlanff Oregonian. • he Mt~sinK Link. In the J~ng~es of southeastern Asia a~d the islands nearby~ which have ~ong been known to science as the cradle of the human race, and which are'still inhabited by the very lowest orders of human beings, the pithecan- thropu~ lives with the elephant, tapir, rhinoce£ous, lion, hippopotamus, gl,- gantio pangolin, hy¢na and other ani- mals, remains of which were found round about him. It has oeen com- puted that this ancestor lived some- where about the beginning of our last glacial epoch, some 270,000 years ago. In other words, about 17,000 genera- tions have been born and have died between him and oumelves. It will assist our understanding of what tht$ relationship really m~u~ to Know that nearly 25{} generations carry us ba~ beyond the dawn of history, 5,000 ye~r~ ago.~M¢Clure's Magazine.