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- “ We will do that, ” replied the sergeant commanding the party in excellent French -â€":heir linguistic accomplishment: was one of the weapons with which his count rymen fought and wonâ€" -“ we will leave you in peace if you will give up our prisoner whom you are l: ding. “ What. do you want?” cried the old man, with wonderful cottage for his years. “ I am past the age f0? fi‘ining, as you see. If it were not so it won d be the worse for some of you. As it is, go, and leave me in peac_e__!" . “ Who is there 2” The intruders did not trouble them- selves to answer, but forced the door open, and the next, moment the kitchen was full of German soldiers. it was nearly time for his evening yous-we, and began to wonder where that good-for- nothing Melanie could have got to. He rose up and lit the little lamp of colza. oil, which he set upon the table, muttering something about the flightiness of youth. Then he determined to go out and look for her, when he was suddenly arrested by the sound of voices speaking in an unknown tongue, and the regular military tramp of many feet, which halted right outside his door. There wan a. loud knock, and he called out : “A valllat The hours passed slowly on. Darkness began to fall around, and the fire cast huge shadows on the ancient, carved-oak cup- boards, black with age, which give that quaint, old-world air to Norman farm- houses. Then Pere Lemonnier, who had been fighting the battle of Jena over again in imagination, and wishing those ‘times under the Little Corporal might come back, returning to everyday afi'ai'rs,bet,hought him ,- _--â€" â€"~-~‘ He could neither read nor write. What good would it it do him? he would say ; he could earn his living from the soil without these accomplishments. He, therefore, could not read the newspapers ; but even had he been able to do so he would only have swallowed a mass of ofii eial lies in which the French journals of 1870 mainly dealt. But the news that passed from mouth to mouthâ€"the news he heard when he went with his cattle to the market-townâ€"had, alas ! more truth in it: and he could hardly believe or understand the fearful disaster to his glorious patrie which came on every hand; they seemed to crush him, and to break down his proud old spirit. Now they were forced to realise all the shame and the horrors that were brought upon them by a. corrupt and decaying dynasty. The hated Prussians were even now in their very midst, and Pete Lemonnier knew not at what moment he might be driven from that home which had been his father’s before him in the dead and gone days when the seigneur ruled over the land. "I cannot, my uncle,” Melanie replied, seeming strangely embarrassed. “Heâ€"he would not come in, I am sure. He is afraid â€"-â€"I mean he has already gone away.” “ Well, go; call him back if thou canst still find him.” Lemonnier‘s niece left the room, as though glad to be released from further questions ; but she did not return, and the old farmer, sitting sad and lonely by the side of the great open hearth, forgot all about the matter again. Old age, having no future, lives in the past, and oftentimes the events of the present come and go, making no more impression on the mind than so many fleeting dreams. “All, well,” he sighed now, as he looked up at his ancient rifle which he keps loaded, hanging from a. black oak beam above the ample chimney-piece ; “ thou hast seen good service, my stout companion, but I am too old to raise thee now for my country. T hat is Antoine’wul 37, and please the good God he LI " ravely ! But still, who kno " I may vet have to take the ~ r3nd my life, or my hon- our . “ A 1.110;”, thunders 1” crieél farmer, striking the table with his ka didst thou not make him come in __-- ---â€"-\1 .ogna. vvulu .u u “ [â€"1 did not like to do that,” the girl answered hesitatingly. “ Why not? I am hard enough, God knowsaperhaps a miser, as they sayâ€"but my door shall never be closed against, those brave lads who have been facing the cursed Prussians in defence of their country. 00 I hid him come in and rest himself, and have a gla_ss of cider.” He was over eighty now and had fought in the great Napoleon’s wars, but ever since .tnat. time he had tilled those lands which Were his very ownâ€"albeit a small holding â€"and, living a. healthy, frugal country life, he had come to this ripe old age a hard, honest manâ€"the very soul of uncomprom~ ising honour. His only son, Antoine, was away with his regiment, and no news had been heard of him for a long time past so Pete Lemonnier was quite alone now, save £0: his niece Melanie, who kept house for 1m. Old Pete Lemonniér sat in the kxtcheu of he farmhouse, which was situated in a se- questered spot, and hitherto been respected byline foe. In the midst of fruitful vales and wooded hills :1 little Norman village lay. Each gen- eration had brought its wars and strife and revolutions, but their hot breath had passed over the face of the land, leaving this green spot in peace, until the “ terrible. year” of the German invaSion. when the enemy had come there, killing, burning, and pillaging all before them, and leaving in their wake a memory of terror and desolation. It was all so very terrible to these quiet, thrifty peasant proprietors, who dwelt in their thatched cottages and farmhouses down yonder in the valley, where the parish church, with its slated roof, green and moss-grown through age, used to peal forth the call to vespers of a summer evening with a sweet, deep tone that seemed the very soul of old-world rest and peace. A poet, it was said, had once hymned those venerable oak trees, which had seen many centuries come and go ; but now alas ! they had been cut down in order that men might the better see to slay each other._ “ What» Prague: 1'” asked Lemonnier, in ‘I PERI: LEMONNIBR’S GUN. [ow who fled from Buchy, en a terrible battle.” rthumders I” cried the 3 towards the window, the basse-cour, by the t, he could just- decry ntly earnest converse niform of a. French lines- nn called to his niece, :" hastilymn into the 'er disappeared. on wert speaking to ?” “I thofight 3711 our wen away from these 9n fist. It may, perhaps, be objected that al- though Gibraltar might be useless to us as against Spain, it would still, in war time, be useful to us as against any other power. It certainly might be useful to a. very modi- fied extent. It is, nevertheless, a. matter of notoriety than Spain ardently desires to re- gain possession of the fortress, and it is scarcely conceivable that, unless we were actually fighting for the protection of Span- ish interests, Spain would remain rigidly neutralwhile another power was attempting to expel us from the Rock. In order to secure the more or less active co-operation of Spain, the power would merely have to gise some secret pledge that, having once gained possession of Gibraltar, she would hand it over, without charge, to its ancient owners. France, there is no doubt, would, with'thmgs standing as they do at present, he very glad to see Spam take our_ place there, and, though Italy might not like it, she would not spend a single centesimo to prevent ink-[The Fortnightly Rex'iew. The Gibraltar of to-day can only be vic- t-ualed by the good-will of Spain. 11‘ we were, unhappily, at war with Spain and de- sired to victual the place, we should first have to silence the Spanish batteries round the bay, and it these were constructed as modern science enables themto be construct- ed, we certainly could not silence them un- less we landed, and, by slow and laborious methods, captured them. This would prac- tically involve an invasion of Spain on a comparativeiv large scale, for until we had fully effected our object, Gibraltar would have to remain unrelieveil. In the last cen- tury relief from seaward could only be pre- vented by way of the sea ; in the present, it can also be prevented by way of the land. Thus have the moderndevclopments of gun- nery altered the situation to our prejudice. 7‘ Forward ‘2” he said very softly to his- men : “ we can do no good here. One prls oner has escape! us after all i” Even the hard German sergeanb’s heart was touched with pity as he looked upon tragic sceneâ€"the old man sunk upon his knees, his white head bowed down ; the girl in her strange garb sobbing out a. break- ing heart; overuh‘er lover’s corpse. The sergeanthossed the room, and shout- ed upstairs in German : “ Make haste ! If yo 1 cannot find him, we must go on. We have other work to do." bed 1” anti then there was a. noise of scuffiing and a. strange scream. Bflt it was a. French soldier who was be- ing dragged, pale and trembling, down the gloonly staircase. ' “ [)mmeru'etler, you fools !” swore the sergeant, as t-he prisoner was bzought for- ward into the lamplight ; “ who have you got here; '3 This is a_gir1 !”_ ' “ Melanie!” exclaimed Lemonnier, this time wrenching himself free: indeed his captors were too much astonished to detain him. “ What IS the meaning of this sense- less masquerading ‘5" But they answered back: “ We have himtusergegnt. _He was lxidixlgAllndgp a “It is Melanie i" cried the old farmer, struggling to be free. “ Ah the bligands- Th_ey make wa.1_on women now.‘ “ 0h, forgive me, my uncle; I did it to save Antoine !” “ To save Antoine 1" The words came like a dagger-thrust. At this moment the outer door was flung open, and two more Germans entered the kitchen with a. man of about five-and- thirty, attired in the cap and blouse of a Norman peasant, who walked sullenly be- tween them.” And as he spoke t hese words, before they knew what he was about, or could stir a.- step to prevent him, old Lemonnier had snatched down his gun and fired it for the first time since the day of Waterloo. There was a. tremendous report which echoed through the room, a. cloud of smoke rolled up to the black oak beams, and his son An- toine laydead u_pon the floor ! Now he could hear the soldiers iramping about, upstairs, searching and turning over all his secret and sacred hiding-places ; breaking, pillaging everything before them. Ah, of course 1 He had heard these dogs of Prussians were nothing but thieves. This, then, was only an excuse for robbery. Oh, why had he not the strength of forty years ago, or why was not Antoine here to prevent this insult being put upon him ‘3 “ We have got our man, sergeant,” said one of the new comers. “ You have been played a fine trick, it seems. He was try- ing to escape from us in disguise; but I knew his ugly mug directly I set eyes upon it, for I had marked it myself with the butt-end of my gun when he tried to give us the slip before.” The look of shame and agony which was imprinted on the aged farmer’s pale features was indeed piteous to behold, as he recog- nized here before him his own son, Antoine “ What !” he moaned, bitterly, “ You 3. Is it you who,disgrace our honor by cast- ing off your uniform at the bidding ofa girl, and sneak and hide away from your enemy. instead of facing them like a manâ€"and worse than all, let a. woman meet danger for your sake E But stay, thou shalt escape these cursed Prussians yet, where they can 9” not touch thee . “ Nevertheless,” the sergeant answered brutally, “ you shall presently see him shot down before your very eyes as a. fugi- tive prisoner of war.” “ That I shall never see !” Lemonnier ex- claimed, possessed by a. sullen rage. “ My son is not here, I tell you. He is far away, fighting with the army of the Lorre. I wish he were close at; hand. He would never allow this indignity to be put upon us while a. single drop of blood remain- ed in his body. My son would retreat and fly, if ordered by his officers ; but I tell you he w_o_uld never hide from his enemy !” These last ‘v'vords so greatly astonished the old farmer, that he made no resistance when two of the Prussian soldiers held him forcibly down in his chair, whilst the rest filed out of the room to search the house. “ That is idle talk. If we were beaten, you would be the dogs, with us. You had better take care what you do and say. Some of your people have had their homes burnt down for less. But there is no good in beating about the bush. It is your son you are hiding, and we mean to have him.’_’ “ That is as gdod is to confess that; you are [riding put prisoyep.” utter surprise. “ I do not know what you mean. I am hiding no one ; but if I were and he wore the uniform of the French army, you may rest assured that you might neveitake him by my consent." “No, i? 15 nab. I know nothing about him. I would not sully my honour by ly- ing t_o such (1ng as_ you: ' ’ Gibraltar and spam. A mural tablet was erected by Govern- ment at Chelsea Hospital bearing the fol- lowing inscription : “ This monument is erected by command of her Majesty Queen Victoria. to record the heroic constancy and unbroken discipline shown by Lieut. Col. Seton, Seventy-fourth Highlanders, and the troops embarked under his command on board the Birkenhead, when that vessel was wrecked off the Cape of Good Hope on the 26th February, 18.32, and to preserve the memory of the officers, non-commission- ed ofiicers, and men who perished on that occasion.” A story is going the rounds of a wonderful electric loom which will weave the coarsest carpet or finest linen. It makes no n01se in operating, as each shuttle and moving part works independently. The present power looms run 1-10 to 180 picks per minute, but thiscontrivance easily picks 250 to300 a. minâ€" ute. Altogether it is very wonderful, but no details of its construction or data of practical tents of its workings have yet been {made publioo ' “ In this fatal catastrophe 357 officers and soldiers and 60 seamen perished, while nearly 200 lives were saved, and this, too, in a crisis where,but for these arrangements and the fidelity with which they were exe- cuted, nearly all might have been lost. These soldiers also, be it observed, were not veterans, but for the most part young recruits who had never been under fire, and yet they calmly stood in a. breach more dismaying than Badajoz or San Sebastian and saw the boats, their last hope of safety, depart from them without a. murmur.” “ The Birkcuhead, freighted with 500 soldiers on their way to the Kafiir war, steamed past Cape Point in a few hours be- fore she struck on Point Danger. The mem- ory of the fearful ship-wreck, on the 26th of February, 185‘2,is still fresh in the minds of all who treasure deeds of daring, cour- age, and devotion. It is afitting tribute to the gallantry of the British Armyto picture here the scene of a. brave a. battle as was ever fought, against a, worse enemy than man.” Thomson says : “ This vessel was convey- ing detachments from several of our regi- ments to the seat of war under Lieut. Col. Alexander Seton, Seventy-fourtl‘l High- landers, (who had succeeded to the com- mand on the death of Col. Fordyce), and had proceeded on her voyage from Simon’s Bay, when she suddenly struck upon a sunken rock near the shore, off Point Dan- ger. The sh03k was so tremendous that the iron plates of the ship’s bottom gave way, the cabin was quickly filled With water, and it was evident that in a. few minutes more the ship would be engulfed among the breakers. “ Leaning out of one of the windows of the lantern, the awed speetator gazes straight down into an abyss of dark rocks and tumbling waters, and sees the flash of the wings and hears the screams of the sea. fowl, wheeling in the horrid gloom a. thou- sand feet below. During a. strang south- easter the surf breaks and boils and roars for a. mile out to sea, as it dashes with mud fury over the Bellows and other remarkable rocks. “ At the word of Col. Seton the soldiers drew up upon thereeling and loosening deck, as if they had been on parade; they obeyed his orders as if they had been executing the usual movements of the drill. The brave, humane heart of the Colonel was first direct- ed to the safety of those who could least help themselvesâ€"and whose fate would otherwise have been certainâ€"to the women, the children, and the sick on board, and they were carefully conveyed into the boats, which, in the first instance, were given up fer their special benefit ; and by this ar- rangement all the helpless were saved With- out a single exception. And now only were the strong and vigorous to look to their own safety, after they had so nony discharged their duty to others, and while several he- took themselves to swimming, or commit- ted themselves to a piece of floating timber, the vessel parted amidships and went down with the greater part of the officers and soldiers, with whom self-preservation had been only the latest subject of anxiety. “ It was yet only 2 o’clock in the morn- ing, with no light but that of the stars ; but in an instant the deck was crowded with the alarmed passengers, and While death was imminent, only two of the ship’s boats were available for service. To rush into the boats, at the risl; of swamping them, would have been the impulse of the selfish : to fling themselves into the sea in the hope of reaching the shore, but only to sink each other by their overcrowding and perish in the breakers and by the sharks that were on the alert, would have been the headlong at- tempt even of the bravest. “ But nothing of the kind in either way wasdonc, and never was the power of mili- tary disipline, or the worth of fearless, un- flinching courage, or the moral grandeur of self-sacrlficing devoteduess more conspicu- ously displayed than in the moment of ter- rible trial. “Cape Point the dreadful ‘Cape of Storms,’ is a scene. of wild and desolate grandeur. The African continent property terminates in a‘. low, sandy beach known as the ‘Cape Flats,’ which have during long ages been thrown up by the two contrary prevailing winds and tides, and stretch out into the sea, connecting what was evident- ly once an island with the mainland. This island is nothing more than a long, narrow strip of mountainous coast, stretching right across and beyond the Flats, in form not unlike a huge piokaxe, the one arm of which consisting of the Devil’s Peak, Table Mountain, and the Lion’s Rump, incloses Table Bay, while the other arm, stretching far out into the sea and terminating in the bold, precipitous promontory of Cape Point, forms the one side of the wide inviting, but dangerousiFalse Bay. Cape Point though not the most southerly is generally regarded as the extreme end of the continent. On the summit of the outermost crag, overhanging the sea, a very fine lighthouse, with very powerful revolving reflectors, has been erected. A Tale or British Valor in "hence of (fer- tain Death. In Matter to the Weekly Scotsman of March 4 Mr. James Mute Forbes, of Cape Town, gives some interesting quotations from Bowler’s “Kaffir \Vars and British Settlers in South Africa” and Thomson’s “Comprehensive History of England,” which describe the spot and tell the story of the disaster. Bowler says: - .A. II THE LOSS OF THE BIRKENHEAD. Electric Weaving. ‘Their Extensive l’se in London, Paris Vienna. and Berlin. Pneumatic tubes for local transmission a of telegrams are now used in all the princi- .pal cities in Great Britain. At present 5 about 50 miles of such tubes are in operation, f'requhing an aggregate of 40 horse power, and transmitting a daily average of over 1 105,000 messages (01 30, 000, 000D annually), 'more than halt of these in London. The ‘ length of tubes varies greatly , the average length is 63) y,ards ° the greatest single length in London is 3,992 yards. The tubes are of lead, laid in castiron pipes for protection, and are usually of 2‘}; zincbes inner diameter; some tubes of 1.5 and some of 0 inches inner diameter are . used. As a general rule, W1th the same air ipressure and diameter of tube, the speed varies inversely as the length of the tube. In tubes not over a mile long, the usual average speed is 25 to 30 miles an 110111. :The carriers are of gutta- percha covered with felt, with a butier at the front end, and an elastic band at the back or open end to hold 1n the messages. An ordinary car- rier weighing 2“ , ounces holds a dozen mes- sages. “ Don’t you think we ought, to separate out husbands?” said a lady to her friend. “ Do you not see how excited they have be- come? They are beginning to call each other ‘ ox ’ and ‘ ass ’ and all sorts of nasty things. ” Tube letters are to-day delivered in Ber- lin more quickly than telegrams, at a. c‘ost equivalent LO 7; cents, and “ tube post- cards” at; 6} cents. The tubes in Berlin are of wrought iron, and have an inner diam- eter of 2.55 inches. The system is operated by eight steam engines, aggregating only 128 horse power. “ Oh, no I” was the calm reply. “ Let them go on. They have been acquainted with each other for more than twenty years axid probably know What they are talking about.” “Arrah, thin, Pat, do yez rally think the wor-r-rld is as round as that ‘2” “ Av coorsc I do.” " Thin phwat I can’t- get t’rough my shkuIl is, phwhy the folks on the unther soide don’t. fall int-o shpace !” “ Yez make me toired l” “ Well, but phwhy is it, I ax yez ‘3” “ God has given them common sense, mam aloive, an’ they simply howld on t” body thought, however, to turn in a fire alarm, and at least half an hour elapsed before a steamer arrived or a police. man had been sent to the place. The utmost excitement prevailed, and it was not until the firms had been subdued that the extent of the catastrophe was learn. ed. The names of the dead are :â€"-Mrs. Mary E. Abbey, widow of Judge Abbey, aged 78; Mrs. Emma Somers, a. blind woman, aged 45; Mrs. Jessie Hunt, wife of A. C. Hunt; aged 21, who was visit- ing her mother, Mrs. Somers; Percy Hunt, daughter of Mrs. Hunt, aged One year; Mrs. P. G. Somers, 70 years, mother-in-law of Mrs. Anna Somers. Mrs. J. H. Miller was badly bruised by jumping from a. second- storey window. The fire started in the basement, just how is not known, and it swept up through the halls, cutting of all means of escape. The women who perish- ed ran to the windows, but before anything could bedone to assist them they were driven back by the smoke and flames. Those on the lower floors rushed to the street, and one woman beside Mrs. Miller jumped from a second storey Window. She was Mrs. E. T. (ligord, and she was caught in a. rubber coat held by two spectators, escaping with- out injury. The dead bodies were found on the third floor. The corpses were burned to a crisp. The two upper floors of the building are gutted and the contents of the house are ruined. In Berlin the Prussian postal authorities began in l862 discussion of measures of re- lief for the overcrowded local telegraph system, and a pneumatic line was opened in 1865 between the Central Telegraph sta- tion and the Exchange building. The be- ginning of the present extensive “ tube post” of Berlin dates from 1876,8ince which time it has been enlarged until there are now over '28 miles of tube line in the city, with 38 stations. In Vienna the “ tube post” was estab lxshed in March, 1875. The nine districts of the cit-y are connected with a central sta- tion. The “tube mail ” is dropped :nto special post boxes, collected every half hour, forwarded to the central station and distributed. Pneumatic envelopes cost 15 kreuzers (about 6 cents), ordinary letters 3 kreuzers. “ Tube letters ” are delivered within one hour after mailing. The Vienna. system consists of a. main circuit of 5.3% miles, with three branch lines ; total length 7.2 miles. A despatch from Cleveland, Ohio, says: _A fire horror unprecedented in the history of Cleveland, happened shortly after 1100:) today, when four women and a child were burned to death in an apartment house On one of the leading residence streets. The- fire broke out at the Morgan, a. fashionable boarding place, at No. 508 Prospect street, The building wasa three-storey and base- ment brick structure, containing fortyâ€"flve rooms, and it had nearly forty inmates. Just at the hour for luncheon, Mrs. J. H. Miller, one of the boarders. discovered flames in the hall on the second floor, Escape by the stairway was cut of?" so Mrs. Miller jumped from a second- storey window to the ground and gave the alarm. The fire spread rapidly through the halls, and hundreds of people who con- gregated on the scene at once attempted to rescue those who were in the building, No- The marked success of the British pneu- matic service led to the adoption of similar systems in Paris, Vienna, and Berlin. The pneumatic system of Paris was put into operation in 1866, and has grown steadily, so that to-day in Paris tubes are used almost exclusively for transmission of local tele- grains and letters demanding quick delivery. A small stamped envelope, the petit bleu, costing 50 centimes, or 10 cents, is used for the message, which, dropped into a. special post box, is delivered anywhere in Paris within an hour, often within ‘25 min- utes. . Loss of Life in a Claveland Apartment House. PN BUMATIO T UBES ABROAD- A FIRE HORROR. They Ought to Know- The Sc1ence of it- A lady had been ill and under medical treatment for a long time. As she grew no better all the while, she became disbrustful of her physician’s skill and did not wish to see him, and yet; was not hold enough to tell him so. She communicated her state of mind to her maid, on August 30, 1830. This enginé was spe; cially built; here by Englishmen brought ovcx for that purpose. Benson held the throttle of the first on gine ever brought into the United Statesâ€"- the John Bull. This was on May ‘27, 18139: and over the Albany Schenectady Rail- way. This engine was a. cumbersome piece of mechanism, with wooden wheels.‘ It was laid aside a. year later for the first en- gine manufactured in Americaâ€"the De \Vitt Clintonâ€"Which was driven over the same railroad for the first time by Benson, During his ten years’ service he visited Europe only once, and was away from his field of work but a few months. His vigor and energy never became impaired. and he knew how to keep well in a trying climate, and yet his death seems to have been due to an indiscretion. \Vhile standing by the grave of one of his subordinates, he remov- ed his hat to make a. few remarks. He re- ceived a. sunstroke, fever followed, and he died in a. few days, lamented by all the white men on the Congo as the most brill- iant man of business whose talents had been developed in that region. His broth- er Alexander is a well-known Congo ex- plorer. “ Lave ’im to me, mum, lave ’im to me?” said the gi_r1. out. He launched most of the fleet of steamers that be controlled. He did not hesitate, however, to push inland, away from the rivers, when he believed there was a. good prospect of opening a profitable ivory and rubber trade. In two months, a. while ago, he travelled 900 miles along tortuous and narrow native paths, studying the prospects of commercial development, at a distance from the rivers. ' It was a horribly literal truth that the passengers escaped by the skin of their teeth, but it was at the loss of the teeth and hair of the dauntless engineer. The passengers came 03 with a few scratches, and as the last car cleared the bridge it fellâ€"a. mass of flames. Benson had all his hair burned off and teeth so injured by the lshock and fire that they were loosened and cat. Death or the Most Brilliant Business m in the Congo Valley. The career of Camille Delcommune, who lied on the Upper Congo in December last, illustrates the fact that some white men are able to make splendid opportunities for themselves even in tropical Africa. Ten years ago he went to the Congo at a small salary to be the agent of a. trading company at- one of their stations. Nine years later he was the director of the Society of the Upper Congo, had more than forty trading stations under his direction, and, from a commercial point of View, was the most important white man on the river. Fourteen steamboats are engaged exclusively in the transportation service of this company. whose stations are scatterd along the Congo and its tributaries for thousands of miles. Delcommune established all of these stations on “the upper river. Delcofifinune went to the Congo when he was :22 years old on a salary of only about $700 and his rations. He died when he was only 33 years old, and the salary he then commanded would be considered as representing brilliant; success in any com- mercial centre of the world. By and, by the doctor came to the door angi- léridget quned it about an inch. A Heroic Engineer Dependent on (‘lmrity ~Drove the Flt-st locomotive. The pioneer engine driver of the Lnited States, Cluiatopher Henson, now 86 years of age, is an inm ote of the Philadelphia. Hos- pital. After a. remarkable career of fifty. nine years of serv1ce on the railroads of this continent he is at last dependent on the charity of the city of Philadelphia. “SorrSr, sif,” said she, “but ye can't come in the day, docthar !” “ Can’t come in ‘2 How’s that 2” “ The misthress do be too ill for to see ye the day, s'r I" One reason for his success was his un- bounded enthusiasm aud his faith in the future of the much-decried Congo country. In one of his letters he wrote: “ The trade that can be developed in the Upper Congo Valley is almost. incalculable."- In another letter he said : “ Any degree of success may be attained here by men of enterprising character and of dauntless determination to achieve their purposes.” 1\ -l A r ,,, Although the old man is past the four- score in years, yet he is still hearty and in possession of good health. A remarkable accident, in which he saved the lives of 67:! passengers, nine years ago on the Mohawk raihvay bridge of the New York Central 8: Hudson River railroad, has deprived him of his teeth and all the hair on his head. Benson is the famous engineer who drove the engine safelyover the bridge at Mohawk, accomplishing one of the innst astonishing feats of railroad adventure. The news- papers at that time lauded him to the skies for his heroism. Clam~“ And so you have at last, btonght Harry Goodcatcb to your feet, ‘2” Maude-â€" “ Yes : but, I’m afrald its for Kim last time. I accenttd him 1” HE GOULD MAKE MONEY A310 WHERE. DESERVHD A BETTER. FATE. Bndget’s Rebuff- Timur}; “ And now as to the ren ed my earthly salvation neighbor one day sent me Dr. \Villiams’ Pink Pills ‘ and acting on a. whim, an real expectauon of benefi; girl 50 cents p0 buy a. box. bop: made me more cheerf: brace me up and I began :01 hope. “'1'“: the second at improvement continued, a than delighted to find that 32g to_ recover the use - , _â€".â€"v “n: Tnlll of abscess gathered m e4 Raced. This was very of matter of a greenish seemed to get stronger by the doctors as hope master of the order, who don :0 look into my case, of Perserveranee Lodge, and informed me of this all hope myself so the The lodge had all this tin: weekly dues, and I unde tee doctor’s certificate 01" had been handed in 1.11 ments to continue givizj aid. “ I had always in man," he said, “ ant low. I hardly knew It was three years 3g attack came. 1 wen! my usual health one 1 o'clock in the mornin‘ head of the bed told u and on waking the se to rise. I could not and muscle of my bad: alyzed. I lay like a l . speechless butmanaget . ulate feebly, and no wish that the physicia-l Moorehouae came am plaster across in how quiet for a few ays. could do nothing else. “,‘n '1 m‘- _,,‘,-4 “I had now been abou condition. Sometimes out of bed, but never other times I was unabh had absolutely no contr If I attempted to touch 4 myarm would usually s its owu volition, in an e rection. I was more b fant, and I sufl'ered 0. gr tor commenced the ‘ compound into my arm 1 A: -- L- A A 7 ' 7 “As I was entitled u lodge physician, Dr. P He gave me some me the excruciating pnin brought another docbo know his name) and the regular course of treat was suspended from a : neck. I asked the doc! was. butas he eviden my feelings he did not I did Mr. Gillett, the sec! whom I also asked. I was something they di< I A TALK “1TH The other event upon Mr. Cat-rather by the fireside in th looking hide, hast-1 learning his visitor’: only too hsppy out gratitude, to Delate 1 affliction and his we The above is sel to lay the facts 0 more fully before reporter proceed was his pleasure I to record the ram: Powell. of South medicine known a for Pale People. 1 a release from life even surpassed by4 of Mr. E. I“. Cut street. Mr. Carma a. carpenter and joi workman. His fri are aware that a he man never walked until a few years a! ly stricken with wh to be paralysis. '1 that he had been pr as he was unable to occasional callers 81 long spell of total last few months thq surprised to see him vocation and appa-r yore. Inquiry and followed, and it is In city to what agenc: his magical restor. strength. ' Lcw vet me D .Se 3'3:me I go: 3. Gxxnmmx, forwarding yox a. resolution 01 you for the gm Pink Pills, has Carrothers who «3 almost hel; and given up I, and who is now use of your Pin} emjlcyment, 521 Phil This is to cm, irue statement To the Dr. W‘ ablcd I’J'l to Health “bl-kin: a With Rope London Advert ANGTH An Odd {e}: