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i * v 4 -i MMHtti j#.WiW m ^lifT^l^iTri"^"' .* WIDIltiB GUKKN'S U\SX WORDS. i ; * •• I'm goin1 to die," says the Widder Or<|||: ̂ _**. Vm goin1 to quit this airthly scene, r , x ® ain't no place for me to stay 1 ? ^ In Mich a world as 'tie to-day, .,.. s®ucli works and ways is too muoh for Mi" ***•" ltottody cant let nobody be: > 'TLe girls are flounced from top to roe, Ati" that's tho hull o' what they know< - taen is mad on bonds an stocks, fHiii' and shootiir an' pickin' locks, TO rpal 'fraid I'll be hanged »nyaei£, „ , mt I ain't laid on my final shelf. > . : The iv ain't a creeter but knowsttvaifr • „ •J novor was a lunatic anyway. Hut since crazv folks all go two, . - jjrr -- Tm dreadful afraid they'll hang ttp There's aeotlier matter that's pesky Mlf» • t< j « sUtcaii't go into a neighbor 's yard . . fs To sav • How be you " or borrow a pin, J8ut what the paper'il have it in : . > » Were plrtscd to pay the Widder Green Jook dinner on Tuesday with Mrs. Ko o<y »' ? r 4 Our worthv friend. Mrs. Green, OH ®°0® To Barkhamstead to see her son.' v <<3fcreat Jerusalem! Can't I stir i4 _ Wi'hout a raisin' some feller's fur t "^here aint no privacy--so to say-- '.No more than if this was the judgment a»y, JLwd as for meotin'-- I want to swear Whenever I put my head in there-- Why, even Old Hundred's spiled and <*» Like everything else under the sun; i.sed to" be so solemn and slow, Praise to the Lord from men bel,-w-- Now it proes like a gallopin' steel. High diddle diddle' there and liere. ;.Mo respect to the Lord above, K o mor'n ef he was a hand and glove With all the creatures he ever made, And all the jig? that ever was played. tPreftcbuf, too--hut here I'm dumb. Bat I'll tell you wh»t: I'd like it lioine ®f good old Parson Nathan Strong „ Out o* Ms frrave would cci^e along : Jtr;* CiVe us a stirrin'tawte o" fire-- . '• Juaewmt and justice if my'tU-slrfc. ";..'?S,ai'iit all love an' siekiah sweet •IThfti ruakes this w;<rld cor t'other complete. , iint, law ! I'd N'tti-r 1* dead > Vhra, thr world's a turnin' over my head; «perifs talkin' like tarn a] fools, - ' f t i l r i r o k i c k e d o u t o ' d e r s t n r t s c h o o l s ; •Crazv creeturs a tnurderin" round- Bones; folks hetter he under ground. &r«. fare ve well! this airthly scene Wot't uo more be pestered by Widder Green. THE S50W FLOOD. ** They're up, I tell you, and out in force, and there will be blazing roofs, and blood spilling all along the Chinese fron tier, from Kara Sou to Dostvernik. We are safe enough, of course, here in Ki­ achta, behind our strong stockades and brass cannon. But there is scarcely a post to the eastward that can be called secure, now the Mongols are over the border." "Snrely, however," said I, looking up from my desk and the invoice in which I •was duly recording packages of black tea, coarse silk, the white sonorous brass peculiar to China, and other im ports from the Flowery Land, "the Mon­ gols will content themselves with sweep­ ing off some flocks and herds, and not went lire on attacking the settlements. The Russian military power--" "It's a far cry, as they say in my country, to St. Petersburg, or even to the Wolga," grimly rejoined the first speaker, whose name was Gilfillan. ** These Tartar thieves know well enough that, short of Irkutsk, there are but some weak detachments to bar their way. Even the sotnia of Cossacks has been withdrawn, and, for the moment, the whole of Eastern Siberia lias at the mercy of the Mongols." Tins was serious news to me, for al­ though my colleague from the Land of Cakes was quite correct in his assertiod that we were safe at Kiachta, a fortifien position too strong to be attempted by the barbarian foe, there was one whose life I held dearer than my own, and who, should the tidings oi a Mongol inroad be confirmed, might be exposed to sore peril. I, Frank Richards, had been, during two out of the three years which I had passed in this out-of-the-way corner of the Russian dominions, a clerk in the firm of Merton Pauloviteh, the man­ aging partner of which resided at Irkutsk, and was, a^ his name implies, like myself, an Englishman. Mr® Mer­ ton, however, was one of those Anglo- Russians of whom many are to be found in the higher mercantile society of St Petersburg, and wh© have taken root, as it were, in the country in which the greater part of their Uvea have been Kpent. He was a man of considerable property, and as a member of the Fur Trading Guild was possessed of certain v»Juable privileges, which almost -amounted to a monopoly. It was with anger and annoyance that the ^ rich merchant learned that ' his ciedt was in love with his only daugh­ ter, idfeu, and that the sentiment vraa secipreeaL Mr. Merton, as was very natural, Jiad other views for his daugh­ ter's establishment in life. He was al­ ways looking forward to the day when, leaving the active conduct of the business in younger hands, he should withdraw tovfihe capital, where Miss Merton, as a weil-eii do wed heiress, might very prob­ ably marry a count, or possibly a prince. It was a pitiful antithesis to such exalted visions that she should bestow her hand on a mere subordinate in the house of .Merton & Pauloviteh. f 1 like you, Richards," the merchant lifLd said to me, not unkindly; " and if you, and Ellen, too, will but be reason­ able and promise to forget this folly Ah! well, then, there is no help for it, Jt see." .And thereupon we parted. I was a "good linguist, and well trained to the routine of business in that remote region, so tnat it was easy enough for me to ob­ tain employment in a mercantile house Kiachta, at a higher rate of salary tiian that which I had hitherto drawn. I doubt, however, if I should have cared 4o continue any longeron my self-imposed •«xiie from the civilization of Europe, had xt not been that I could not muster the resolution to tear myself away from a 4mmtry of which Ellen Merton was^tiU . aii inhabitant. Even this poor consola­ tion wai, it seemed, soon to be taken from me, for the gossips of the colony were unanimous that the ensuing winter was the last that would see the Mertons onasident m Siberia. Aud then, preceded by certain threat- xecmg rumors, to which scanty credence ijuwi been attached, there had occurred tbe Mongol incursion, prompted, as there was reason to suspect, by the Chinese authorities, of whose sentiments toward the rival empire pressing yearly closer to their extensive frontier, few doubts •could be entertained by even the most -optimistically disposed of the motley European community, Russian, German, Polish, and British, whose task it was to develop the great natural resources of this long-neglected corner of the earth. We were well aware that, in reply to ^diplomatic remonstrances, the Mandarins at the helm of state would disclaim all responsibility for the acts of a tribe of turbulent marauders, while at the same time they would chuckle slily at the in­ juries thus vicariously inflicted on the detested Fan Qui. On the fourth day after the outbreak of hostilities, there arrived in Kiachta a group of Englishmen, engineers and Cornish miners, from a valuable mine on the farther bank of the Amour, the whole plant of which had been wantonly destroyed by the Mongol raiders. They reported the station of Cherinsk, with all its factories and dwellings, to be in flames, while the European residents, with such of their property as they could contrive to save, were slewly retreating, under the protection of a military eeoort, toward Irkutsk. ^Toward Irkutsk!" I exclaimed, in­ credulously; " you mean, surely, toward Kiachta. It would be running into the lion's mouth to attempt the long march over the open plains" that lie between the northern end of Lake Bakal and the mountains at the headwaters of the Amour. No one in his senses would give such an advantage to the fleet-footed enemy." But my informant was positive as to the route which the caravan of refugees from Cheriusk had adopted. A Cornish miner, dispatched thither to purchase powder for blasting purposes, immetb"- ately before the inroad, had rejoined his comrades with the news. It appeared that the decision, perilously unwise as it seemed to me, to select the longer and more northerly line of march, had been formed by Count Annenkoff, who com­ manded the troops, and who was a young man, new to the country, and over-con- confident in his own judgment. Hitherto, it was added, the Mongol horsemen had contented themselves with hovering, like hawks on the wing, around their destined prey, keeping at a respectful distance from the rifled mus­ kets of the soldiery; but there could be no doubt that they were waiting the op­ portunity, in some unguarded moment, of swooping down upon the camp, while the movements of the fugitives, encum­ bered as they were by a heavy baggage- train, and accompanied by several ladies and children, were of necessity slow. That Ellen and her father were of the company was all but certain. I couid no longer endure the safe in­ action of life at Kiachta, and accordingly I formed a resolve 'which to many of my friends appeared rash and willful. This was, to make my way, as best I might, to the caravan, the tardy pace of which would readily be overtaken by a well-'mounted rider, and to persuade Ellen and her father rather to trust themselves to my guidance back to Ki­ achta, than to persevere in the arduous march that otherwise lay before them. Thanks to my love of field sports, and to a certain restless spirit of adventure, I had an acquaintance with tho country for many a league around, having re­ peatedly accompanied Tartar hunters on their expeditions in quest of the elk, the bustard, and the antelope of the plains. I was excellently mounted, and felt that, should I fall in with the en­ emy, their shaggy ponies would not easily come up with my fine Turcoman steed from the distant deserts of Khiva. And of hunger, and thirst more terrible than hunger, those gaunt guardians of the steppe, there was not much risk. I was to traverse a country watered by many streams, affluents of the Amour, and where the provident care of the Rus­ sians had caused wells to be dug in the drier portions of the plain. The nomad tribes, with whom even the Mongols 'would not interfere, on the principle of dog not eating dog, were friendly enough to give me food in exQhange for silver roubles, and the weather was as yet fine and mellow, although the season was winter. The first long day's march brought We to a cluster of black felt tents, con­ ical in shape, pitched on the bank of a shallow brook, while hard by grazed the sheep and buffaloes that made up the only wealth of the horde. I rode up to them without fear--for these ramblers through the plains of Eastern Siberia have little harm in them--and recog­ nized in the headman of the camp an old acquaintance, who spoke a little Rus­ sian, and often brought in lambskins, yaourt, and wild strawberries to the market at Kiachta. " I would not push oh were I you, Gospodin," said the white-bearded pa­ triarch, as he set before me th'i simple fare--milk, cheese, and mutton kabaubs, showered on a twig of tliearbufcs thai, he had to offer. " They were here with us yesterday, some hundreds of the light-fingered rogues from across the frontier, and it cost me ten fat sheep, and many fair words,- to coax them into good behavior. They had two white men's heads, set on spear points, for their standards, and their leader swore by the Holy Tooth not to go back to Mongolia, without sil­ ver enough to plate the shrines of his joss-house. They're after the poor folks from Cherinsk by this time ; not that they've any more fancy for the whistle of a leaden bullet tlwi other people have." The gift of a golden eagle, and the promise of two more coins of the same mintage, induced the headman to send with me a barefooted lad of his tribe, who would, I wai assured, prove quite competent to conduct me to a place whence I could easily overtake the cara­ van, and also to keep up with my horse at any pace short of a gallop. And young Kfiy.im (how he came by his Mos­ lem name I can not tell, for all these tribes of the border are Buddhists, like the Mongols beyond it) ran gallantly be­ side my stirrup over weary»leagues of grazing grounds, and stretches of stony barrenness, till at length he stopped, pointing triumphantly to a number of footprints, of horses, oxen, camels, and men, stamped into the half-dried mud of a shallow watercourse, and with a wave of his hand toward a distant wreath of blue smoke, sure sign of a bivouac fere, he received from mine the glittering eagles, wrapped the gold in a scrap of raw sheepskin and thrust it into the salt-gourd that dangled by a thong from his waist, and then, with a grin of leave- taking, trotted off homeward. I had not ridden half a mile toward the camp fire, before I saw, approaching me, at a lumbering amble, ungainly enough, but swift and silent, some two- score of laden camels, urged on by four horsemen whose lances and the black Tartar caps they wore suggested their nationality as Mongolian. Two of them, as soon as they espied me, dashed at me with loud execrations and cries of, •'Feringhee! Russky! kill! kill!" My revolver was out in a moment, and the sight of it produced some effect on the wild riders, for they wheeled off to right and left, galloping round me in circles, still brandishing their spears, until a third horseman spurred forward, calling out something which seemed as if by magic to suspend their murderous intentions, and then rode quietly up to my side, and held out his bony hand for me to shake. "Brother I" he said, in a strange jar­ gon of mingled Turkish and Russian; "verygood friend, Batuschka! Haw English lord forgotten poor Sing-Si ?" I looked at the man's broad, flat face, and did indeed recognize a Tartar of the name above mentioned, whom I had, a year before, bought off, at an expendi­ ture of some $ix shillings sterling, from a Uossack patrol about to hang him on a dwarf oak "for being captured, redhand- ed, as a sheepstealer. He had since then worked for us, as a porter, for some months in Kiachta, bnt the vagrant in­ stinct was too strong in Sing-Si, and he had thrown up his employment and fled to the steppe. The other three Tartars became ami­ cable enough when they found that their companion hailed me as a friend, and I gathered from the rascals' talk that they had been acting as guides to the Cherinsk caravan, and had seized an opportunity of making off with forty camels and their loads, with which, as I made out, they intended to join their cousins the robber Mongols. All this Sing-Si, whose moral fiber was of the coarsest, related as an excellent joke; but when he learned that I was on my way to join those whom he had just de­ serted, his counteuance assumed a graver expression. "Harkye, English Lord," he said, cautiously, as the others began to goad on their camels with blows and lance- pricks, "we of the steppe love a friend as we hate a foe. Sing-Si does not want his former protector to leave his bones to bleak on the plains, with those of yon­ der unbleached ones;" and he shook his fist at the far-off smoke; "and. sure as death, their shroud is spinning fast." " What do yon mean ?" I asked, anx­ iously. " I mean," hissed out Sing-Si, putting his ugly face close to mine, "that we of the old Tartar stock have no cause to be fond of the Muskov, and a pretty trick we have played them. Hist I did you never hear of the snow-flood?" I had, in the course of my residence in Siberia, heard vague stories of such a phenomenon of the far northern steppes, and I nodded, waiting to hear more. "The Russians will feel it soon," chuckled Sing-Si; "the blind moles! Already the wind is from the north, al­ ready the threads of the Fatal Spinners span the sky, and we have led them where there are no motuitains to break the fury of the blast; no barrier to check the rush of the white wave that shall overwhelm man and beast. Away, Englishman, whip and spur, as you love your life, for even here you are not safe; and ride to the left, mai-k me, westward, to the shelter of the hills. As for me, I go." And, spurring his rough pony, off he clattered in pursuit of his party. I rode at a brisk hand-gallop toward the camp fire. The snow flood ! There crowded on my mind all the tales that I had ever heard, of caravans, of solitary hunters, or of detachments of troops, overtaken bv the resistless drift on those illimitable plains, where not a tree, not a hillock, existed to stem the violence of the wind. And as I sped on, I felt convinced that Sing-Si's warning Was a true one. On reaching the encampment I found my predictions of impending evil re­ ceived very much as were those of Cas­ sandra in old Troy. Count Annenkoff, A vain young officer, with a supreme scorn for the civilians and foreigners, ridiculed my advice, and declined to re­ gard my informant Sing-Si as anything but a scoundrel who had absconded with a portion of the baggage. "Excuse my incredulity, mon cher," he said coolly, " but your snow flood, as you phrase it, appears too nearly related to Sinbad's Valley of Diamonds, and the other contes of the Thousand and One Nights, to command credence; and I shall use my own discretion as regards the route to be followed." The other Europeans, if les® supercili­ ous, were almost equally deaf to all the arguments which 1 could urge. None of them had witnessed, though all of them had heard of, the fell force of that snowy1 tempest to which the Asiatics had given so picturesque a name; and none were willing to run the gauntlet of the prowling Mongols in order to elude a danger which might prove mythical. But Ellen, who believed in me because she loved me, used all her influence with her father, and with such good effect, that Mr. Merton yielded a reluc­ tant consent to have his own and his daughter's horses re-saddled, and to set off, under my guidance, in the direction indicated by Sing-Si. As we left the camp, lighted by a broad full moon that bathed the steppe with silvery brightness, I observed that the northern sky was growing very dark, and that the long filaments of gray eland had become knit together, as though the Valkyrs were indeed busy at the loom of death. The wind also, blowing in fitful gusts, had become piercingly cold, and our very horses snorted and sniffed the air as though they scented the approach of some viewless peril. By the time we had ridden, as I guessed, some two miles from the halting-place, the northern sky had darkened still more, and the low sobbing of the desert wind had swelled into a shriek, while the temperature was per­ ceptibly lowered, so that Ellen shiv­ ered, more ffom cold than fear. We pressed on. Mr. Merton, as I have said, had been unwilling to take my counsel, in opposition to the scoffs and remon­ strances of his friends, but now he wMd, in an altered tone : I begin to think, Richards, that you and the Tartar were light. God blsss you for your unselfish kindness, my boy, whatever comes of this." Before I could reply, a terrified out­ cry from Ellen's lips made me turn my head, just as the first quick snowflakes came whirling down, and there, behind us, throwing before it, as it came, a ghastly gleam of light, came from the north a shapeless whiteness, rolling piti­ lessly on. "The snow! the snow!" we ex­ claimed, as with one voice, urging on our affrighted horses to their fullest speed, while behind us, like the tide rising fast over the sands of the sea shore, swept on the white wave, burying beneath it, as it advanced, bush, and mound, and watercourse, and blotting out every feature of the landscape to the northward. Then be^an a race indeed, the alarmed horses straining every sinew to outstrip the pursuing fate ; but with all our speed the drift gained upon us, and presently we found ourselves plunging and floundering, up to our saddle- girths, in snow. The moon's radiance was now totally obscured, but afar off, to the westward, my eye had caught the ruddy glow of a fire such as charcoal- burners kindle among the hills, and never did storm-tossed mariners watch the welcome beacon of some harbor more eagerly than did I this saving light The fire, as I had conjectured, was burning high up on one of the wooded spurs of the mountain range near the sources of the Amour, but to reach it was no trifling task. Our exhausted steeds, worn out by the toilsome passage through the snow, could scarcely be urged to fresh exertions, while the rush of the deepening flood, and the blinding showers that dashed into our faces, threatened at each instant to overwhelm us. We reached the Amour at last, down the swollen current of which were whirl­ ing masses of snow, and here Ellen's horse fell,.and could not be raised, while that of Mr. Merton, gasping and Spent, no longer answered to the spur. "Save yourself, Frank! leave us! why should all perish ?r' groaned the merchant. There was some strength and spirit yet left in the gallant Turcoman that I be­ strode, and snatching up Ellen's light form in my arms, I spurred into the river, and struggling through, deposited my precious burden on the turf beyond, under the shelter of a rocky boulder. I then recrossed the ford, and bidding Mr. Merton to cling tightly to my horse's mane, for the third time breasted the current, and half swimming, half wading, we got through, though on the farther bank my noble horse reeled and fell, with a faint, low neigh, and so died. The carcasses of the others were already buried beneath the driving snow. The rest of our story--how, after some fatigue, we scaled the rocky ravine where stood the hut of the charcoal burners, and how these rough but kindly beings warmed and fed us, and finally enabled us to reach Kiachta in safety--is a tale of mere commonplace hardship. I have been for years the happy husband of Ellen, and a junior partner in the thriv­ ing house of Merton Pauloviteh, al­ though our sphere of business has been removed to a less romantic region than that of Eastern Siberia. Of the fate of Count Annenkoff and the caravan under his charge no survivor ever re­ turned to head»quarters to tell the tale. --All the Year Round. SITTING BULL. Stunned by Lightning. Mr. Styles Whiting, a butcher of Stratford, Conn., and his nephew Jewell, aged 15 years, having bought an ox in Bridgeport, started with their horse and buggy to drive the ox to Stratford. Tho clouds of a thunder-storm hung in heavy black masses close to the earth, and lightning played constantly about their heads. After they had made about half |he distance there came a sudden blind­ ing flash; the clouds were all aflame, and Mr. Whiting fell unconscious. When consciousness returned he found himself on his back in the road, about ten feet from the wagon. He arose and saw his nephew about eight feet away lying still and senseless, and apparently dead. He shook the boy roughly for several minutes ere the latter recovered. Mr. Whiting next went to the horse, which lay on its side in the road-bed in the place at which the bolt had de­ scended. With great exertion Whiting and the boy aroused the animal. Not twenty feet away the ox was found on its side seemingly dead. It finally re­ covered, and the party went on to Strat­ ford. The strange feature of the acci­ dent is that neither the man, the boy, the horse, nor the ox were injured in the least. The Fenian Escape. The escape of the Fenian prisoners from Freemantle, Australia, on the New Bedford whale-ship Catalpa, set the whole colony by the ears. The news of the delivery was hailed with delight by the people, wisile the authorities grimly made effort to retake the convicts. The latter had put to sea in a whale-boat, and the police-boat and the Catalpa opened a lively race for the possession of it. The American ship had the advantage, and swooping down gathered up the prison­ ers and put to sea. Next day the Georg- etta took up the pursuit, and, overhaul­ ing the Catalpa, Supt. Stone demanded the return, of the six escaped convicts to the Governor of Western Australia. The master of the Catalpa raised the Ameri­ can flag, and uttered notes of defiance. Supt. Stone pointed to a man standing with a lighted match in his hand, at the side of his gun, and announced that, un­ less the prisoners were given up, he would fire into the American ship and sink or disable her. There was no eign of capitulation, and fcSnpt. Stone, re­ marking that his Government would com­ municate with the authorities at Wash­ ington, blew out his match and went home. Sheep Statistics. According to the most trustworthy authority, the present number of sheep in the United States is about 37,000,000, yielding an annual clip of wool of 150,- 000,000 pounds. The number of sheep slaughtered for mutton yearly is about 7,000,000. The capital invested in sheep aud sheep husbandry in the United States is over $250,000,000. The annual product of these sheep is about $90,000,- 000. This is not a large exhibit for a country of the size and population of the United Statos. Brazil has 70,000,- 000 sheep; the British Islands, 31,500,- 000. England is the greatest sheep- producing country in the world in pro­ portion to its cultivated land. The Spanish proverb, "The hoof of the sheep is gold," is true with the British, for they receive annually from their sheep the sum of $150,000,000. LAST year, during a comparatively cool summer, there was a continuous out-cry about mad-dogs; during tho present un­ usually hot term hardly a case of hydro­ phobia has occurred. THE steamer Sumatra took out from San Francisco twenty-six Chinese lepers 1 on a recent trip. Reminiscence* In the Life ot " Bison," the Bough-and-Ready Cadet--The Man Who Bi«ats Oar Generals. [Correspondence Baltimore Gazette.} Is Sitting Bull a West Point graduate I This que -tion is asked in sober earnest, • with the view of eliciting information, there being reasons for believing that this formidable warrior and so-called savage, now occupying so much of pub-, lie attention, from the unquestioned skill and extraordinary courage with which he has met our soldiers, is really a graduate of the military academy. There may be some foundation for the reports as to his readinc French and being fa­ miliar with the campaigns of the great Napoleon. Graduates of West Point, between 1846 and 1850, will remember a new cadet of both singular and remark­ able appearance, hailing from the west­ ern borders of Missouri, who reported for duty in 1845, 1846 or 1847. Above medium height, apparently between eighteen and twenty years old, heavy-set. frame, long bushy hair, growing close to his brow and overhanging his neck and shoulders, his face covered with thin patches of white fuzzy beard, the gen­ eral get-up of this plebe was such as to cause the old cadets to hesitate in the heretical jokes usually played off on new cadets. Nicknames are often applied to cadets that they carry with them among their friends into the army, and even to their graves. The thick neck, broad shoulders and long, bushy hair caused the name of " Bison" to be applied to the new comer, and it adhered to him over afterward. The West Point course he learned with ease, graduating in the upper third of his class. He had no dis­ position to be social, kept to himself, talked but little, and was never known to either smile or laugh. During hours of recitation he did not mingle with his classmates, but was often seen in soli­ tary walks around the plain or scaling the neighboring mountains even to their very summits. He was often out of his quarters after night, eluding success­ fully the vigilance of sentinels and officers, visiting the neighboring villages in quest of strong drink, but never seen under its influence until after he had graduated. This remarkable character passed his graduating examination creditably, re­ ceived his diploma, but, before doffing his cadet gray, visited the village of Buttermilk Falls, below • West Point a short distance, got intoxicated and be­ came involved in a broil, in which stones and sticks were used freely. Several of the participants were badly hurt, and tho Bison himself much bruised. This conduct was regarded so unbecoming and discreditable that, on the recom­ mendation of the Academic Board, he was refused a commission in the army. He was heard of three times after leav­ ing tho Academy, once at Galveston, Tex. There he had a terrible fight with with some desperadoes, and was forcde to leave. He was next seen on one of the California steamers, and going upon the western coast he got into an alterca­ tion with the officers of the steamer and was placed under guard down in the hold and made*to work. The third and last time, as far as we know, he was seen and recognized under the following cir­ cumstances: In 1858, about teu yeara after the Bison had graduated, Lieut. Ives, of the topographical engineer corps, was engaged in making an explo- tion and survey of the Colorado river, emptying into the Gulf of- California. While engaged in this work he would quite often leave his boat in the after­ noon and go on shore and bivouac till morning. On one of these occasions a party of Mohave Indians came into his camp, and, after talking some time in Spanish, the chief said, in English: "Ives, do you know me?" The Lieu­ tenant was startled at hearing his name called so distinctly in English by this naked and painted-face chief; he re­ plied that he did not, and asked the chief $ where he had learned to speak English so well. The chief replied: "Never mind that; but do you know me, Ives?" The Lieutenant scanned closely tho huge painted chief, with feathers in head, rings through his nose and ears, and again answered the tho cliicf that he did not, and again asked the chief where he had learned English, and how did it happen that he knew him. The chief replied that he did not wonder at his not knowing him, as his change of nationality had brought with it a great change iii habits, dress and appearance, and then added : " I am the Bison. We were together at West Point. I have, with this little party, been watching you for several days. My band wanted to kill you and your little partyj but I told them we had better wait, and see, and try and talk ; that we might .do better tbau kill you. I have made them understand that after you have left and gone back trade will spring up, and we can then do better by trading or robbing the boats loaded with goods and supplies of all kinds." The Indians retired and were seen no more, nor did 1 bivouac on land any more. A year or two before this Capt. Lyon (killed in the late war), of the army, had a desperate fight with tho Indians on an island in the Colorado river, the Indians supposed to have been commanded by the Bison. He was suc­ cessful for years in raiding on the settle­ ments and extending as far off as Ari­ zona. It may be, and we think it prob­ able, with the settlements extending from west to the east, and from east to west and the Indian area diminishing constantly, that this Indian chief may have gone as far north as the Black Hills, and may be even the veritable Sit­ ting Bull, for to the close observer Sit­ ting Bull has shown as much skill and judgment as an educated, civilized sol­ dier could have done. It would not be strange if Sitting Bull proves to have have been educated at West Point, and it seems to us probable that such is the case. A WKST POINT GRADUATE. Sullivan's Defense. Alexander Sullivan, clerk of£the Chi­ cago Board of Education, who recently murdered a school teacher, in that city, will not plead temporary insanity. His lawyers will adopt the theory that the fatal shot was tired in retaliation for the alleged striking of his wifo. The widow of the dead man has stated that she will not proffer legal assistance to the regular prosecutor, but will depend on the justice of the court and the regu­ lar procedure of the law. THOUGHTS AT A R VILWAY ST ATI OH. 'TJs but a box of modest deal, Directed to no matter where; Yet down my cheeks the teardrops st«»l-- Vm, 1 am blabbering like a seal;: » •For on it is this mute appeal-- • ' With care. .. -•* f am a stern old man, and range Apart; but those vague woraa. With' C&T6 Wake yearnings m me sweet as ptrauge; Drawn from my moral Moatod tiranse, I fee H'd rath*"- like the chanjfe • OT sir, Haet thou ne'er seen rotigh porftsmen spy _ simple English phrase, With care. Or This side uppermost, and crv » Like children? No? No more"have i Yet deem not him whom eyes are dry , A bear. Bnt ah! what treasure hides beneath That lid so much the worse for wear 7 A ring perhaps--a rosy wreath, - • A photograph by Vernon Heath, < Home matron's temporary teeth f Or hair. Perhaps some seaman in Peru Or In4 hath stow'd therein) rir Cargo of birds'-nests for hie Sae; With many a vow that hell be true, And many a hint that she is too, Too fair. .... Perhaps--but wherefore vainly pry' Into the page that's folded there?"" I shall be better by and by! The porters, as I sit end sigh, Pass and repass--I wonder why They stare. Pith and Point. AiiWAYs in debt--The letter B. HANDY for a double-3cull raoe--The two-headed girl. AFT to make children ugly-tempered-- Living on a cross street. 5' WHEN shall you come home, mummy darling?" "Not till the middle of tho night, my love !" " Not till the middle of the night--when the clock strikes nothing?"--Punch. THE Cincinnati Saturday 2V%/i£hasthe following "personal:" "If the gentle­ man who refused to lend me $5 will re­ pent and hand it in before 2 p. m. all will be forgvien and no questions asked." CURATE (reproachfully): "And I'm afraid you've taken more beer to-night than is good for you, Giles." Inebri­ ated rustic : " Sure-ly, sir, I dare saye I could a' carried it hom' easier in a jar!" --Punch. A GEORGIA mule w&s struck by light­ ning and knocked insensible, and while lying on the ground another current can*e along and killed the animal--which proves that lightning does strike twice in the same place. And it is absolutely necessary when it wants to killa mule. A POPULAR preacher recently, in his sermon, did a wise thing by inducing people to look on the sunny side of things. He said (and doubtless spoke after a careful search to confirm his state­ ment) that the word "worst" appears only once in the Bible. DURING the gale at Nova Sootia, a bar­ ber took a stroll to witness the destruc­ tion in process, and while contemplating the ravages of the storm some on© came running up to him and exclaimed, "You have more need to be at home ; your shop's blown down!" "Good ruan," coolly replied the barber, " how can that be, when I've got the key in my' pocket 1" A HOUNCI clergyman, modest almost to bashfulness, was once asked by an apoth­ ecary, of a contrary character, in a pub­ lic and crowded assembly, and in a tone of voice sufficient to oatch the attention of tho entire company, " How happened it that the patriarchs 'lived to such ex­ treme old age ?" To which question the clergyman replied, "Perhaps they took no physio." INDULGENT parent--"Johnny, what did you think of base-ball?" Johnny-- "Not much. A man without any uni­ form said 'strike,' and a man with a club in his hand said, 'you better say • ball' and I've a notion to punch your head.' Then a man got hit with a ball where his coat-tails ought to be, and the crowd said 'water.' Then when the game was over one side said they would lick that umpire."--Milwaukee Sentinel, WHEN a man, coming ddwn tb break­ fast half awake and his uncertain feet shod in a a pair of slip-shod slippers, steps on a spool on the first step, he is generally wide-awake enough by the time he tries to break the last step to have a very vivid and not entirely incor­ rect idea of the power andandestructible force generated by the lleely motor. But that isn't what he talks about when ho goes into the breakfast room and the folks ask him what made such a noise in the hall. A RHYMED RIDDM. " I'm going to blank," with failiug bi»ath, The falling gladiator said ; Unconquered, he "consents to desihf;" One gasp--the hero-soul has fled. " I'm going to blank,"' the schoolboy tried; Two sugared sweets his hands diapjlay-- Like snowflakes in the ocean tide, They vanished, melted both away. Tell with one verb, or I'll tell you, What each was just about to do. --Oliver Wendell Holmes. " Succumb," the gladiator groans, And breathes away his life with moans; " Suck 'em," the schoolboy cries with glee-- You needn't. Doctor Holmes, tell me» --Boston Advertiser. , JUST after dinner, yesterday, a boot­ black secured a customer near the Sol­ diers' Monument, and had just com­ menced to shine the first boot when a man came along, jerked off his coat, and declared that ho would punch the head of the fellow whose boots were being beautified. The latter was ready for a muss, and there would have been a fight if the beotblack hadn't been equal to the occasion. He blew his police whistle as hard as could, and two policemen came up on the run. One of them praised the boy for his promptness in preserving the peace, and the lad replied: " There was my job half done, and if they'd had a fight where would my nickel have gone to ? When I saw my fellow getting red behind the ears, I thought of the poor-house, and blew till my hat lifted up 1"--Free Press. A Summer Shower in Colorado. It was a regular waterspout. All at onoe the heavens seemed to open over the hill, and a solid sheet of water, which seemed to be about a quarter of a mile square, descended with almost the force of a stream forced through an eight-inch hydraulic pipe. Unfortunately the oc­ cupants of Stevens' block were not pre­ pared for it, and the result was that the water poured down against the buildings like a river, and came with such force that in a moment one whole end of the room burst out, the back wall was washed in, and the water rushed through like a mill tail, to the depth of about two feet, carrying an immense amount of mud. Considerable water rushed through other houses on Main street. --Trinidad. Pioneer,