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A PARIAH. "Maybe I'm daft," puts In Annie coolly. "I gready fear«d," the man goes on' with the alow self-conaolousneBs of one unaoouatomed to talk uf bimaelf. "I greatly feared I'd meet up with a l)airn of yours playing in the doorway. Lo«h !: I could not have stood that I Bu( that's why 1 stayed away, Annie Slym'B Chare is In South Shields, and Uason's Chop Hcnue stands at the low- er cntrner of Slync's Chareâ€" Mason's Chop House, where generations uf bon- Mt Tyntuide sailors have uonsumed lassl So that you might^ marry a man ^unds of honest mutton and lieef, Bnd,"itb a face on him. I thought you «ions therewith For your true ealt j -^not^know me^U I held^n^ hand- loves an onion iiMhore, whu'b makes hun t pleaaanter companion at aea. Maaou's Chov House is a low-roofed, red-tiled, tarred oottage with a lialoony â€" a "bal- K>hny" overhanging the river. It is luite evident that the "Imlcohny" wa« iriglnally built, and has subsequently oecn kept in repair, by 8hi|u' carpen- lera. It Is so glaringly ship-shape, so redolent of tar, su ridiculously strong. The keen, fresh breezeâ€" and there is nothing keener, fresher, stronger, and wholeaomer in the world than that which comes roaring up l>etween the ;wo pier* of the Tyne â€" this breeze Mows right through Mason's, and blows the fume of cooking out into Slyne's Cha.re. It is eveningâ€" tea-timeâ€" and the day's work is almost done; for Masou'.s does little in suppers. A bullet-hiiaded boy ii rubbing pewter pota at the door. Mrs. Maeon, comfortable' somnolent at the entrance of the little kitchen, watches her daughterâ€" comely, grave- faced Annie Mason â€" "our Annie," as â- be is called, who is already folding the table-cloths. A few belated cus- totnerg linger in the partitioned loose- boxes which lend a certain small priv- acy to the tables, and often jiave a fight. They are talking in gruff. North- country voices, which ore never harsh. A man comes in, after a moment's awkward pause at the open do<a', and leeks a secluded seat where the' gas overhead hardlv affords illumination. He la a broad-built manâ€" a Tynesider; not so very big for South Shields; a matter of gix feet one, perhaps. He carriefl a blue spotted handkerchief against his left cheek, and the lx>y with the pewter pots stares eagerly at the other. A boy of poor tact this; for the ouatomer's right cheek is horribly dis- .'igurod. It IB all l)ruifled and battered in from the curve of a siiuare jaw to the chepk-:>onn, which is broken. But the eye U intact; a shrewd, keen eye, iwcuatome.l to the penetration of a Northern mistâ€" accustomed to a close jorutiny of men's faces. It is pain- fully ol)viou8 that this sailorâ€" for gait amd clothes and manner, set a.side all other craftsâ€" ift horribly conscious of bis deformity. "Got a toothache?" inquires the tact- lew youth. "The newcomer replies in the negative and ordersa cup of tea and a herring. It is Annii! whol)ring.s the simple meal, and sets it down without looking at the miMn. < "Thanks," he growls in his brown tjeard, and the woman paus<« suddenly. ttK« i:«*..»» „„ :# I :r_ â- ! ^ /i She liat<'a% as if hearing some distant found. 'l"hen she slowly tuiTis â€" for sho najf gcme a step or two from the table â€"and makeq a prutence of setting (he salt and [wpper closej to him. Three »liips had come up with the afternoon tideâ€" a coaster, a Norwegian barque in ballast, and a fuU-rigge^l shin with nitrate from the West Coast of South America. "Just ashore?" Inquired Annieâ€" tconomical with Ijer words, as they mnatly are round the Northern river. "Ayl" "From the West Coostf" ''\y." grumble.s the man. He holds the handkerchii'f (<i his cheek and turns the herring tentatively with a fork. "You'll find its good enough fish," â- ays I he woman bluntly. Her two hands are pre,s.sid to her comely Ikjsohi In a singular way, ''Ayl" 8.iys 111., man, again, as if he hod no other word. The clock strikes six, and the boy more mindful of his own lea than his neighbor's ailments, slips on his jacket and goes home. Tin- last customers dawdle out wilh a grunt inleiideil for a salutntum. Mrs. Mawm is softly heard to snore. And all the while Annie MiiHimâ€" all the color vanishing from her wholesome face-stands wit li lier hands clutching her dress gazing down at the man who still examines the herring with a self-conscious awkwardness. Geordic I" she says. They are all called Geordie ui South Shields, â- 'Ay, la.ss!" he an.>rwers sliainefacedly. Annie Mason sits down suddenly- opposite to him. lie does not look u» but remains, his ttu-^ halt hidden by the siKilted blue h;i.ndkerchief, a picture ..ffru """'-'""* 8"'"^ "'"' Nhame. What did you do it for, Geordie?" •he asks breathlessly. "Klevr^n years, come Marchâ€" oh it was cruel I" ..,.',u 'i''^.1'''. ' â- '" ^*- f<"''" I"' rei*at«. What did I do it for? Why, loss, can t yop sec my face »" lie drops the handkerchief, and holds up hia poor scarred rountename. He does not look at lier, but away past her with the p.-ithetU; shame of a'mairn- ed dog. The I'heek thus suddenly ex- posed to view IS whole and brown and Beallhy. Iteneath the mahogany-color- ed skin there is a glow singularly 'â- uffgestlve of a blush. 'Ay, I see your face," she luiswers, with a note of tenderness for the poor joarred che<.k. "1 hoite you haven't been at the drink." He shakes bis head with a little sad â- mile that twists up his one-sided mouth. "Is It l)ecauao you wanted to get shot of me?" oaks the womain with a sort of hrnathloesness. She has large grey- blue eyes with a look of constant wait- ing In themâ€" a habit of looking up at the open door at the sound o? every loolatep. ' "Hang It. Annie. Could I come back 10 you with a face like this; and you hf prettiest l.'iss on the Tyneside?" She is fumbling wit h her apron si ring, rhers i(j a hnlf-coquellish Iwnd of her Wadâ€" with the grey hairs already at the templeâ€" awakened perhans by some js.' off scho in hi« passionate voice. Whe looks up slowly, and does not answer his question. "Tell us," she .lays slowly. "Tell us •vhere ye've been." "Ileeniâ€" oh, I don't know, lass I 1 Jon't rightly rememlwr. Not that it matters. Up the West Coast, trading backwards and forwards. I've got my ^master's certificate now. Serving first mats on board the Mallard to Falmouth for orders, and Ihev ordered us to I lie Tyne. I brought her roundâ€" I knew th» Vav. I thought you'd lie married, lumt nut maybe ye aret" my There is a straoige gleam in the woman's eyesâ€" a gleam that one or two of the old masters have succeeded iin catching and itujiarting to the face of their Madonnas, but oiuy one or two. "How did you come by your hurt?" she asks in her low voice. "Board the old Walleroo going out. You mind the old ship. We had a fire in the hold, and the skipper he would go down alone to lo<;ate it before we cut a hole in the deck and shipped the hose in. The old man did not come up again. Ye mind him. Old Rutherford of Jarrow. And I went down and looked for him. It was a hell of smoke and fire, and something in the cargo stinking likeâ€" like hell lire as it Inirnt. i got a hold of ihe old man. and was fetching him out on my uanda and knees, when something busts up and sends us all through the deck. I had three months in Valparaiso hospital; but I saved old Jack Rutherford of Jar- row. And when I got up and looked at my face I saw that it was not in the nature of things that I could ever ask a bias to have me. Sj I just stayed away and made believe that â€" that I had changed my mind." The man pauses. He is not glib of sp<'«'ch, though quick edough at sea. As he tak<« up the little toajKit and shakes it roundwiae, after the manner of the galley, bis great brown hand shakes too. "I would not have come back here," he goes on after a silence; "Ijut the Mallard was ordered to the Tyne. And a chap must ilo his duty by his ship- mates and his owners. And I thought it would Ix? safeâ€" after eleven years. When I saw the old place and smelt the smell of the old woman's frj'ing- fan, I could not get past the door. Rut hung around, looking to make sure there were no Ixiirns playing on the floor. I have only come in, la« to pass the time of day and to tell you ye're a free woman." "And you stayed away eleven years â€" lecauso o' that?" says the woman slowly. "Ay, you know, la«, I'm no great hand at the preaching and Bibles and I he like; tmt it seems pratty clear that them who's working things did not think it fit that we should marry. Aiid so it was sent. I giot to think it so in timeâ€" least, I think it's that aometimes. And no woman would like to say, 'That's my manâ€" him wilh only h.alf a face,' So I just stayed away," "All for that?" asks the woman, her face, which is still pretty and round and ro»y, working convulsively. "Ay, la^" "Then, : honey," she cries aoftly, "you dinna understand us womenl" DRESS OF QUEENS. It Is seldom one finds a leader of fashion among the royal women of Europe. Not a few of them are no- table for a disregard of fashion's de- crees, and many others are content to follow the lead of others. Some of them have fads in garments, as, for instance, Queen Sophia of Sweden, who is a member of the Salvation Army, and affecta the style of raiment pecu- liar to that organization. Queen Em- ma of the Notherlandd make no pre- tensions whatever about dress, and the most familiar portraits of her daugh- ter. Queen Wilhelmina, shows us a sim- ple figure in the native <lre.ss of Hol- land. The drasH of Queen Henrietta of lielgium hiis always Iwen simple. The I'Inipre.ss of Germany, too, is another iiistanee of a royal lady who has little (ir no influence on the fawhions of her country. In England the Princess of Wales mil her daughters are striking instanc- es of women of royal bbxid who have not only not led the f;isliion, but they have not even followed it, the most striking proof being afforded in the f.'ict that they have never adopted the enoriiKius developments of the i)uffe(t sleeves, which have U-en in vogue for .iome time. In fact, an examination of Ih" portraits of the I'rince (.f Wales' rliarininn eonsorl will show that dur- ing the last fifteen years, at any rate, I be cut of her drcw-ses has si'arcely var- ied at all. For carriage dres.ses and j;owns, to \hi worn at any daylight func^ lion, the .sha|)fc known as the "Prin- i'csh" has always Iteen adliereil to, the loilet Iwing invariably wl off by those dainty little Iwnnots which bear no .vine, no one having ever seen her Ro- yal Highness coiffed by what are known .'IS "piitiire hats." Her evening dress- es, althiiugh the texture a'' . trim- mings may vary, display the .same con- stancy as regards cut, while the favor ite attire of the I'rincews and occasions her has daughter on ordinary lieen the simplest of tailor-made frm'ks and jackets, wiibout oml)roiderips or garniture. Identically the same thing may be said of the widowed Czarina of Russia, whose taste In all matters concerning dress in nowise differs from those of her sister, the Princess of Wales. In- deeil, it woiilil l>e iiiinossilde to conceive anything moie simple in the shaiie of toilet than the entirely plain black or dark blue tailor-inaile gown which the Kinprivw has b«!en wearing for nearly two decades past. Her daughter-in-law, the young Czarina, shares the same iileaa. and, having l)een partly brought up either in Fngland or among Eng- lish surroundings, her ideas with riv gard to dress are thoroughly British, DECIUED INCllUASE. Ten years ago there wore four tram- way .oiiii»iiiie« in OhicAgo, capital ized .( 111,487,000 and working 90 miles. To- day there are 'M comp«ni<'S, having a c.ipitjil of <lH7,;itl8,llOO lunl oiKvraling IHy mi.les. The horst* cor haa practic- ally di«ai>pcarcd, the motive power be- ing : Electric, '.iVO miles ; cable, 12 ; hors^^ IH ; steam, 11 miles. New electric lines now in conet ruction will increase the total city mileage to 400 miles. London lias less than tliiee miles of raochanio- illy worked tramways while the total street length of Irnmways ia onlty 130 miles, all worked by horse power. LIFE OF THE SAILOE-MAN THEY ENDURE WRECK. FAMINE AND HORRIBLE SUFFERING. Awful Alory of Ibr Marj Jane Kevlvrilâ€" Nliielrrn Day* Adiinl In an Opru Boat â€" Juhliaabie Uomtcldr and (Cannibal- Imn Bmuried to a» a Laat Alleiupl t« Havr Lire. The Jife of a sailor, according to sea novels and poetry. Is one of serene bliss, witii never a care to furrow the brow during the long days of supposed idle- ness while the ship is sailing from port to port. Thousands of boys have left their homes with a romantic concep- tion of a "life on the ocean wave," but their poetical ideas are in a short time .rudely dispelled. The sailors, in the landsman's opin- ion, have nothing to do but sing songs, play cards, spin yarns and watch the vessel glide sfnoothly through the wa- ters. Notwithstanding all the accoufta of terrible ocean suffering tliat have been puldished from time to time in the newspapers. yet the opinion that "Jack's" life is a merry and a happy- go-lucky one continues to prevail. But the real life of "Jaeki Tajr" is far from being a pleasant one. There is no other class of men who suffer such hardships, sorrows and privations as do the sailors. The accounts given by Shipwrecked sailors, the slaying of once loved companions for the sustenance of life, are stories which l)Oth thrill and horrify. THE ILL-FATED MARY JANE. Take the thrilling history of the gal- lant ship Mary Jajie. She had left Liverpool on a bright summer day in 1850 bound for Australia. It was a merry crew that sang the sailor songs as the anchor was weighed. Her crew numbered 68. All went well until the ship had crossed the equator and was wefll in Southern waters. A terrific gaile was encountered in lat- itude 10 degrees south. The Mary Jane lay helpless, with her rudder washed away and the mainmast carried by the l>oard. Added to the other dam- age the ship had sprung a. leak, and it took the combuied energies of aill the crew at the pumps to keep the ves- sel afloot. Bui ou and on she drifted. DASHED 10 PIECES. Death stared every one fuilly in the foce. Those brave sailors, however, still stuck to their ship, believing ihal succor would come from some quarter. AU ibvir hopes were shattered, for one mornmg, just (before daybreak, tlic Mary Jauo struck on an unknown rock. A scramljlle was made lor liie boats but out of the crew: of 68 oniiy 10 man- aged to leuvu the ship. 'Ihe rest were BKher dashed to pieces on the rocks or forever engulfed in tie angry waves. Ine survivors, with the only uoat sav- ed, had liareiiy lime to throw in a bag of hard aea bi.scuits and a smaJl keg ql water. Several times the boat came near being capsized by ihc; heavy sea that was running. A sma.ll sail was sei aiM the Ujul heatlcd lowoi'd liie Australian (ouiineut. OUT IN AN OPEN BOAT. Day after day passed and not u sight of a vesseil w.is seen. The small amount of provisions lirown into ihe I'oat were nearly exhausted, fhe fresh water was neiiriy gone, and only a gal- lon remained at iln; end of the eighth day. Iho outJouk was, indeed, dark. II their experience hud Inien thrilling duriug the past two weeks, ihe worst was yet to comt'. Wlhat took place ou tjjat txxil cau U'st be told in tlio words of David Uurgraves, second mate. The L'oat, wall its dead and dying Ov'cupants, ^as picked up uboui IW miles from Adtlaide, Australia. the second mate's story is as fulluws: THE MA I'ES STOUY. "Ten of the crew, including myself, had managed lo launch the cutler dear of liie ship afu^r she struck the rocks. I totik ctuj-gc of the boat and gave out twice a day an allowance of bis- cuits and water. Eagerly caoh of us look^id for a sail, but day aficr day we were dmmied lo disappoiiilmeut. "Ou Iho eighth day the prospect was very dark. 'Ihiee biscuits was ulU that remained of the provisions, and the wa- ter 8Ui)ply hail dwindled down to a gal- lon, the men as well as myself felt that the worst was yet to come. It was iniiMxsaiblo for lue to figure out our posiiiou, as 1 .lid not liavo either a .sextant or cumpa.s.s. TEUUIBLl'; PRIVATIONS. "The three remaining biscuits lasted for Ihree days. Just Ihink of it, only three biscuits to feed 10 mwn for three daysl Ihe woefullness of our coudiliou was mode more appartuit wh-n, on the fifteenth day, we loimd ourselves with- out either a bit of food or a drop oi water lo drink. Two of tJio men had already Iwcome delirious, and tJie ma- jority were in an idiotic slate of mind. My robust constitution had made it possible for me thus far to combat fair- ly well against the terrible privation.s which I had undergone. LOTS OAST. "It was on Ihe morning of our seven- teenth day in the open lioat that the dreaded lots . were called for. I was by this time weak from loss of food and my thrialTwas burning me up. But weak as 1 was, great as \^a8 uiy d(«ire for food, a thrill of horror crept llirough m) whole being .is 1 heard the claiiioiing for 'lots.' This is the must dreaded ordeal Ln the whole of a sail- or's- life. "It ia sin.ply impossible for landsmen to realize what it means to eat a fel- low lieiii^. I made an effort to rally the men, telling them that perhaps a vessel might Ih' sighted during the day. M^ appeals were in vain, and it was with roluctanoe that I joined the oth- ers in fixing up the Ms which would roll one of our niimlwr of hia life in or- der that the others 'iniE VICTIM. Might live. Eacih^ one looked at his neighlior with sii.spicion and in silence. The lots were drawn amidst breathless pxeitement. Even the sea seemed to '- in keeping with the awfu'l event transpiring on tihe boat. The water was as smooth as a glass. Not a breath stirred the air, but the sun's hot rays poured down upon our heads. The fa- tal lot was drawn in a. young Scotch- man from Banff. His last words were: " ' If you ever reach home again send word to my motiber that I died like a n^n, and took my ahane as it felll on me. Good-bye, boys.' "We hardily knew bow to murder our victim. All of us seemed to dread, even in our present state, to be first to strike the Mow, .'or some moments after the fatal lot had i.een drawn. But the crisis came. A big, burly Liverpool man, who had been deliribus from thrist, rushed at the young Scotchman and buried his teeth deep into the doomed man's cheek. The sight of blood made fiends of the otliers, myself included. ATE THKIK COMPANION ALIVE. "We all became as raving hungry wolves, tearing our victim, while be was yet alive, limb from limb. As 1 now stand in my sofwr senses I shudder to think of that moment. "Every drop of blood in the young man's body was dramk and his flesh liecame our daily food. The smell rising from the remains brought around the boat several sharks and scores of sea gulls. '"ihe ungainly feast proved too much for some of the men. The effect of the human flesh and blood was too strong for them. Four became raying maniacs among tliem l)eing the Liver- pool sailor. The four mentioned during the night threw themselves overl)oard to be torn to pieces by the ahaatks as soon as they had touched the water. Another memlier of the crew died of exhaustion. RF.SCUED BY A PILOT BOAT. "When picked up by the pilot boat we had been in an open boat for 19 days. The suffering we had gone through during that time was of such a nature that it would be impossible for human lieings to surpass." The four survivors of the "Alary Jane" were well cared for on the pilot boat and taken to Adelaide. Their ex- perience Ix'came the sensation of the day, and, after being arraigned for the murder of their companion, they were honorably discharged. A purse was made up and a passage back to Eng- land secured for them. The alx>ve is but one small chapter in the horrors of ocean life. HERO'C CONDUCT OF CAPTAIN BAKHR. Stories of heroism help to make those who read them heroic. They serve to inspire tht> l)eing with some of that noble fire which has glowed re- splendent in the h»'art» of others and inspire<l them to gallant deeds. The actions of Captain Charles Baker, of the British warship Drake, a ten-gun brig, while en route from Newfound- land to Halifax, certainly commends it- self to all lovers of the heroic. The Drake had suddenly entered the thick fog on thie Banks of Newfound- land. The cry came shortly after the vessel was enshrouded with the heavy mist: "Breakers ahead. Hard a-slar- lioard with the helm." The warning cry came too late. The noble ship struck on the rocks, but the confidence of the men in their Captain was of such a nature tliat not the slightest dis- order took place. ENGULFED IN THE WAVES. The ship liegan to lurch over and set- tle lower in tiie water. Captain Baber ordered a l>oat launched, but it had scarcely cleared the gangway Ijefore it sank, carrying all on Iward into a wa- tery grave. For upward of an hour the Drake Iwat her sides upon tjie jag- ged rocks. Something had to lie done or all would perish. Captain Bik»y determined to save his men. He forced them to jump into the water on the lee side of the ship and make for the sheilt- ered part of the rock. Ri-markable to say, every man secured a place of safety. SAVED BY A ROPE. It wa.s soon found that the rock was in a channel of great width, and that the tide was rapidity rising. When Ihe captain joined his crew he brought wilh him the end of a rope. This was hauled on the rock and taken across the channel to main Itnd liv on' "f tli-' men. Thi> rtwe was the means of sav- ing HI out of thf 60 who ha I fimnd landing on the rockj Among those who perished was a woman. A brave follow, w'h?n his turn came to leave Ih'i rock, took the woman in I'is arms, l>ent on saving her, but when half way across th" ropi^ broke and they were both swept into eternity, Th<' breakr ing of thfi rope took away all the chances that C.ji.ptain Baker and the oth'^r men had for liife. The water covered the rock and was now waist deep. ^ SANK INTO ETERNITY Those who ha<l reached the shore in safety did all in Ihnir power to rescne their gallant commander, but he was shortly swallowed up by the anctry waves. Before he disappeared he kiss- ed his hand as a tok"n of fareweill to his crow. It was his unselfish devotion that was the means of saving so many of the lives of his crew. A monument was erected to the mem- ory of Captain Bikcir at" the put'>tio ex- pense in t,h^ chsped of the Royal Dock- yard »t Portsmouth. â-  DICKENS AND THE X RAYS. An amusing iustam« of anticipation of the penetrating character of Ihe so- caMed X rays, according to an exchange has been discovered in a most un- likely place; i.e., iti Dickens' "Cihrist- nias Carol." It will be rememliered tliat when the miser Scrooge sees the ghost of his former partner Marley en- tering the room, Marley's l>ody appixirs to l* tran.sparent, so that Scrcx)ge can see cle>ar through him and di.sc^trn the two liuttons on the back of his coal. It may lie presumed that Marley wore Ihe oUl-tune bliie coal with briuss bul- lous, anil that flesh and blood U'came tranttparent when metals buttons would not. It is now in order for the Society of Physical Research to try the X rays tor the detection of ghosts, but if they are suciwsatuli they must give the cred- it to Dickens. DOESN'T ALWAYS WORK. Fatibier- Wheji a young man hai4 hi.s heart in what he's doing, he's Iwuml to succeed. Sonâ€" You're wrong governor. I had my whcile heart im it when I proposed lo Miss Itruly iui4 I didn't corio with>- in a milliun miles of succew WOMEN AS SOLDIERS. Tkey Hare Acted BrsTclir In Bome •? the 4ire«t BattiM of tbe tVorld. During the recent campaign in Mad- agascar we beard a good deal about Dahomey Amazons and their prowess in war ; and a few months ago a daily paper asserted that a female volunteer corps was in the process of being form- ed to be officered, of course, by some extreme disciples of the "New Wom- an " cult. In the latter Instance the idea of a woman usurping man's place on the battle-field wjis looked upon as being something quite original ; where- as it would simply be a case of his- tory repeating itself, for that there have been many such heroines the following particulars will prove: Mrs. Christine Da vies, commonly called "Mother Ross," is a well-known example, she having served as a foot soldier and dragoon in several campaigns under William HI. and the Duke of Marlborough, acting as a squadron leader of the Scots Greys at Blenheim and Ramillies. She died July 9, 1739. Hannah Snell was another female worthy, who, having been d*" serted by her husband, adopted male attire and traveUed to Conventry In search of the runaway. She there en- listed in Fraaer's Regiment of Marines, and proceeded to Portsmouth, whence ahe sailed in Admiral Bosca-wen's squa- dron for the East Indies. There she as- sisted at the siege of Pondicherry. when she received twelve wounds. ThrougD all ber adventures, including a couple of floggings, she managed to preserve the secret of her sex, and ooncerninff the application of the "cat" it was aaid: Hannah in breeks behav'd so well, That none ber softer sex could tell. At the close of her military life, how- ever, she revealed her secret, and was a-warded a pension of £18 Ss per an- num. Later on she started a pub'io house under the sign of " Tbe Widoir in Masquerade," and did such a roar- ing trade that a comfortable old ag« â- was assured to her. There is Mary Anne Talbot, a flne> comely young woman, to judge by an extant portrait, who served four years as a soldier and sailor in the name of John Taylor, and took part in Lortl Howe's glorious victory on June 1. She died February 4, 1HI8, aged 80 years. One print represents her holding a cut- lass in one band, and a Frenchman's head in the other: another in which she ia resisting a press gang. Coupled with the memory of tontenoy. 1745, there is that of Phoetw Hesse I. whose monument in a Brighton churchyard states she was barn at Chelsea in 171S; that she serve<l for many years as a private soMier in the 5th Regiment (^ toot in different parts of Europe, and received a bayonet wound in the arm, at the above engagement. Living at Brighton, her case liec;une known to George IV., tlwn Prince Regent, who sent to ask her whit sum of money would render her comfortable. "Hall a guniea a we<»k." replied old Phoebe, " will make me as baijpy.as a princess." This, therefore, by his M.ajesty'3 com- mand, was regularly paid her till the day of her death, which took place De- cemtier 12. 1821, when she Jiad at- tained the age of 108 years. Again, there is Mary Dixon, who was nearly sixteen years in the army, and fought at Waterloo. She was still liv- ing in 1865. when she was described as " a strong, powerful ol<l woman." Alxjve all, there is the remarkable, if not unique, case of Dr. Barry, who died at Corfu in July IH^i. This lady, said to have been the legitimate daughter of a Scotch e.arl, is surmised to have adopted male attire and the medical profession from attachment to an army surgeon. Never in her lifetime bad any one the slightest su.spicion of her sex. While staff surgeon to the oape gar- rison she most successfully treated the Governor, Lord Charles Somorset.iougbt a duel, and wias consi<lered to be of a most quarrelsome disiwxsition. The Doc- tor was frequently guilty of flagrant t>re.aches of discipline, and on more than one cx'ciision was stuit home under ar- rest, but somehow or other the of- fenses were always condoned at bead- quarters. The late Earl of Albemarle relates in his reminiscences that on sit- ting next to her at mess, he noticed "a certain effeminacy in his manner, which he seemed to lie always striving to over- come, while his style of conversation was greatly superior to that one usu- ally heard at a mes.s table in the days of non-<'ompetitive examinations." In Hart's " .\riny List " tor 1^65, the name of James Hiirry, M.D., stands at the head of the list of Inspectors General of Hospitals. In the July of the same year her death Wiia annoinu'^d, and the next day it w.os officially reported to the Horse Guards that the Doctor was a woman. It is singular that neither tbe landlady of her Uxlging, nor the bliu'k valet, who hxid lived with her for years, had the vaguest notion of her secret. BRITISH COLUMBIA MINES. Kmihc* ur the 4'oatpniilei Wkick Are B*> liiK Develvpiiicul Work. Turning to tbe list of local companies inchided in our stock report, says the Rosslund, B.C., miner, we find that the following companies are doing develop- ment work: CaJifornia, C 4 C, Centre Star, Crown Point, Deer Park, Evening Star, Georgia, Great Western, Home- stake, Iron Horse, Iron Mask, Josie. Jiunlxj, Le Roi. Mayflower, O. K., Phoe- nijc, Poorman, Red Mountain-View, l{(»sland-Ked Mountain. St. Elmo, Trail Mining Co., Virginia and War Eagle. rh»i Idaho l)eU>nga to practically the siiiiie people who are developing ti)S Centre Star on such an extensive scale, and is an adjoining claim ou the same vein. The Enterprise and Monte Cristp are awaiting machinery ordered some time ago. No work that we know of hits liecii done on the Caledonia this year, though it is a most ikromisina prosiH'ct. 'The Gertrude did a Lot i3 work quite receintly and so did the High Ore. The SilverLne had been working until a few days ago. The Siouthern tYoss and Wolverine Con. haa lieM^idls for some time. The Union has just passed into new hands and work masL have already lieen started. The WeSF' Le Roi has lieen idle since lust ysar. We have no record of the united I'oiupanies and cannot at pr«>scnt give tatiiifactory* returns regarcling theittj