. - wm'iii^niiiiV'i fcwi^i'i ^lHW> >,-..:>: -iV !--.r;y • • • • 'X &Itc Jtlcgenrg fjlaimltala a^f- J. VAN SLYKL. PUBLISHES. ' i% i "j> McHENRt, ILLINOIS, i ' •--•« : " CHICAGO Jl OBS. 4H Aceoant or the Rioting on SMhof July--Fierce Encounters Between the Fo liee and the Mob«. [From the Chicago Timee.] Daylight had scarce broken upon the town, when deputations began arriving in the vicinity of the Halsted street via duct. Large crowds of men flocked to the tracks thereabout, and cut down a few telegraph poles. Sergts. Butler and Traynor, of the Madison street station, with about thirty of their men, were sent out from the West Twelfth street sta tion, and advanced upon the mob south on Halsted street. By this time there were about 3,000 or 4,000 rioters in the vicinity of the viaduct and on the tracks. They pelted passing wagons with stones, and evidently intended to interrupt traf fic and have a row. The policemen went in with a rush, and as usual the crowd scattered before them for the time be ing. They drove the foremost back across the viaduct, a few steps at a time, in the midfet of a shower of sticks ., stones, and bullets, using their billies with very good effect. Hereabout they found themselves upon a sudden facing a crowd that must have numbered at least 5,000, for it crowded Halsted street several blocks south, and had a disheartening appearance of solidity. The men found it impossible to drive them far. Those in front, in an irregu lar, scattering sort of way, stood their ground, and made every demonstration of perfect willingness for a collision. The most annoyance, however, was ex perienced from the boys--mere children --who threw stones with deplorable vigor and accuracy. The officers soon tired of this, and drawing their revolvers they fired. The boys made a precipitate re treat, but the men stood firm. It be came evident that dynamic measures must be resorted to. The officers had but sixteen rotfnds each, and these they very soon discharged into the mob, with what effect could not be learned, for, al though men were seen to drop every minute, the mob dragged or carried them away upon the instant. When almost the last round had been fired, Sergt. Butler gave orders to fire rapidly and retreat. The officers had gotten about a block away from the viaduct, going toward Twelfth street, when they were met by a squad under Sergt. Ryan, of the Twelfth street station, coming up on a run. Fall ing behind these, Butler's men wheeled, and the combined force fell with fury upon the foremost, shooting and cudgel ing without mercy. The mob did not seem to have observed the arrivals. It seemed to think the same old squad had turned. The briskness of the fire it must have been that undeceived it, for as more rioters fell it began slowly to fall back. One of the leaders, shouting and encouraging the mob, stood ground in the space that was quickly cleared be fore the officers, and fired a revolver. He fell with a bullet through the base of his uncultivated brain, and lay like a log upon the pavement. This occurrence, in full sight of everybody, had a salutary effect. The mob broke and ran, pur sued by the officers, away south on Hal sted, scattering as they ran, until only the boldest of them were left, pushing down straight on for Bridgeport This was evidently a deliberate move, for they kept at a safe distance ahead, and ran with a sort of community of purpose. Their object became clear when they got to the bridge near Archer avenue, for after the officers had beaten them across it another gang appeared and turned it, cutting off retreat. The situation had a very desperate look. There was no way of getting over. The roughs who turned the bridge jumped it and joined the crowd. The man is usually found when the occasion comes. In this case the man was a boy--a brave little fellow, only 9 years of age, named James O'Niel. The rioters had left him unnoticed OH the bridge. He -sprung U tLd bar, pushed it, and, remindful of the storm of mis sile v threats, ,ai1^ pistol .!?p.lls that broke upojn him, '-'owly ^rniig the bridge into position. The jpoliei men who Tvere rescucil by tho little tone's pltiek drorrd and patted him, .ind threw in a collection of a nickel each for his benefit. It was here that a young fellow named Gastleman, a baker, about 30 years of age, was shot in the act of firing a pistol at the police. Three of the barrels of his weapon were found empty when he was picked up. The ball struck the back of his head, ftnd lel't him not dead but unconscious. He wus taken to the West Twelfth street station,where he lay until 3 o'clock, at which hour he died. This gallant charge of Butler and Travn or's men, with the aid that was rendered them by a squad from the North Side, under command of Lieut. Bishop, sind the squad that came up from the Twelfth street station, broke the back bone of the insurrection there for the day. At 10:30 the mob, swelled to a thous and men, took up their march down Hal sted street and kept up a continual yell ing and shouting along the line. At evefy corner their ranks were increased from stragglers, and before arriving at Archer avenue there must have been oo less than 1,500 men, as hard a lot of bruisers as could be possibly gathered together in this city. The boys were scarce, and every man at the head of the line brandished his formidable club and threatened dire things to the police if they attempted to resist them. The ap proach of this mob had been heralded to the police authorities, and a squad of men was sent on to meet and drive them back. On striking the corner of Halsted street and Archer avenue they were re inforced by the mob which had held possession of the vicinity in *iie morn ing, and the latter gathered new strength and new spirit. A part of the " bull-whackers " and iioters got over the bridge, when • they were con fronted by the police and stopped on their northward journey. were told to disperse and gfct home, but the mob yelled that they would die rather tJian retrace their steps. The police fired in the air in hopee of frightening them away, but they did not scare worth a cent. They returned the tire by throw ing stones, sticks, "and iron at the peel ers, and, as it was getting uncomfortably hot, the latter opened fire in real earnest, sending bullets right into the mob. The crowd yelled and continued hurling their missiles as they gradually retreated. On getting back, they endeavored to rally but without success. Some of the Archer avenue mob saw that the situation was desperate, and to properly provide them selves with arms broke into a hardware store. They were dispersed by the prompt arrival of a squad of policemen, numbering twenty men, from the Twenty- second street station, under command of Sergt. Arch, but the main mob continued its fighting. The ringleaders were gamey, and appealed to the rioters to stand up and fight like men. "Let us give them h--1," "We are enough for them," " They can't stand it long," were frequent expressions, but only a few responded, as most of them had determined to wait until the peelers got on the south side of the bridge,when they proposed to make it warm for them. The policemen were quite a distance north of the bridge, and as the crowd sallied forth to hurl » stone or slick at them or fire a revolver, they would re spond with a volley of bullets. At this juncti»e, the bridge was turned on the fighters by the bridge-tender, and this faet, together with the appearance of the policemen from the Twenty-second street station, completely demoralized the brave bruisers of Bridgeport and the stock-yard butchers. They took to their heels and scampered in every di rection. A few jumped over into a lum ber yard, a large number struck a lively gait down the railroad tracks, and the majority beat an inglorious retreat down the various streets. For two hours after this precipitate flight, the several by streets leading to the stock yards were thronged with squads of men bent on getting home at the earliest possible mo ment. No band of Indians ever returned to the agencies more meekly and sub dued than did these men return to the oderiferous town of Lake. They had had enough of gunpowder and were to tally crestfallen. Their return was quite in contrast with their departure. The latter was marked with all the pomp of a glorious campaign; the former with all the evidence of a signal and effective de feat. The more boisterous members of the gang were the first to turn tail to fire and slink away to secure a hiding-place. The men they coaxed into the battle line stood their ground well, but were unable to.cope with a squad of policemen well- trained and handled. The shots fired by the policemen struck right and left, and, judging from the manner in which men hobbled away, quite a num ber were wounded. There were three fatally shot Johnny Weinert, a young boy about 15 years of age, was shot through the breast and instantly killed. He was employed in one of the packing houses at the stock yards, but lived with his parents at Bridgeport, on the corner of McGregor and Stewart streets. He had no connection with the mob, but was merely looking on. Wallace, a Bon of James Wallace, of the stock yards, was shot in the body and died before he could be taken to the hospital. Another party, whose name could not be learned, was shot through the lungs. He was taken to No. 653 Archer avenue, and re ports had it that he died shortly after being carried home. After the skirmish the street was exceedingly quiet, and no large crowd dared to gather at any one place. The day's casualties amounted to twelve rioters killed and over twenty wounded, while of officers there were four seriously and many slightly wounded. The Sutro Tunnel. A correspondent of the Engineering and Mining Journal declares the Sutro tunnel second to no enterprise in the West. He says, " Its mouth is in the valley of the Carson river, a stream which washes the eastern base of the Washoe range, in which the Comstock lies. It has been driven a total distance of 17,000 feet up to date, and is making progress at the rate of 300 feet per month. Not more than 2,800 feet now intervenes between the breast and the nearest mine on the Comstock, the Sav age, GO that, if the present rate of pro gression be maintained, about ten months more will suffice to complete the connec tion,. The lode will be cut at a depth of about 1,800 feet perpendicularly below the Harfaco, and very nearly the center, measuring by the extent of the surface workings, ft haa been proposed, either by the Sutro Company or by a combina tion of owners along the vein, to run a drift north and south through each claim until the ends of the veins laterally are reached. This will connect every mine on the vein with the tunnel; will drain the entire workings" and, should these lateral drifts be put under one manage ment and made a common highway, will afford the means of working the entire vein through one opening. It is now eight years since work was first begun at the town of Sutro, on the Carson river. The expense of prosecuting the work has averaged about $1,000 per day, and, when the Comstock is reached, the total cost will have amounted to about $3,000,- 000." A Paper-Making Spider. In the heart of the American continent, where no other paper is manufactured, the spider paper-maker does her quiet work. Back and forth, over a flat sur face about an inch and a half square, on the inside wall of a hut, the spider slowly moves in many lines until the square is covered with a pure white paper. Under this she places from forty to fifty eggs; and then, to fasten the square of paper more securely to the wall, she makes a strip of paper about a quarter of an inch broad, and with this glues the square carefully around the edges. When all is done, the spider--which is quite a large one--places herself on the center of the outside of the little flat bag so carefully made, and begins a watch which is to last three weeks without intermission Apparently, the young spiders would have many dangers to fear did not their anxious mamma wage a fierce war upon the cockroaches and other insects that come near. After three weeks of unre mitting watchfulness, the mother-spider leaves her nest in the daytime to hunt food, but see always returns at night, until her young are strong enough to take care of themselves. A CATAMOUNT, or something tanta mount, if not paramount to it, has been killed near New Albany, Ind., measure- ing three feet. . THE PITTSBURGH MASSACRE. A ftttntonrgti Paper's Plctnmque Account Of the Battle on the Hillside. [From the Pittsburgh Poet.] The bloody affray in which over thirty people lost their lives occurred between 5 and 6 o'clock. At the latter hour there was a vast assemblage of men, wom en and children loitering about the outer depot. The crowd was quiet and spectators indulged the hope that the troubles would be finally settled in peace, without a conflict. But how sad was their disappointment, and how quickly it came 1 Even while they were indulging in the hope a mur mur and cries of "there they come," arose from the multitude. All eyes -vere turned eagerly toward the Union depot. In the distance was seen march ing up in measured time a solid column of soldiers. Their bright bayonets glistened in the rays of the sun. Their weary feet came down in measured tread, and the entire line moved with the regu larity and precision of clockwork. Eager to catch a better view of the moving column, this vast multitude surged to and fro till there was imminent danger of helpless women and innocent children being crushed to death. As the troops slowly approached the crowd became more and more excited, and many of the more cautious moved to places of greater safety. Others rushed madly toward the troops, eager to learn their inten tions and unconscious of the danger which awaited them. The monotonous tapping of the drum was distinctly heard as the Pliiladelphians drew near, and Superintendent Pitcairn and Sheriff Fife could be readily recognized at the front of the row. Surrounding the Sheriff was the posse of constables, and officers who had been summoned to his aid to arrest the ringleaders of the strike on the warranto issued by Judge Ewing. Then the crowd began to scatter to make room for the moving column. As the troops drew nearer the silence of the spectators and strikers was broken by a storm of hisses, hoots, yells, and cheers. Steadily, however, the troops marched into the very midst of the crowd, and the next moment the Sheriff and his men had mingled with the surging mass. The Sheriff endeavored to make himself heard, but this was impossible, owing to the confusion, but still the soldiers pushed slowly into the crowd until the order to halt was given. At this time the hillside was literally covered with men, women and children, mostly spec tators, who were in a manner penned up. There was no escape in front; there was no escape behind except by scaling a steep hill. The two Philadelphia regi ments, drawn up in a double line, began to march backward and forward to clear the tracks, and the crowd gave way be fore them. Superintendent Pitcairn and Sheriff Fife occupied a prominent posi tion in the -front, standing side by side. Several prominent citizens excitedly rushed to the official, and inquired in an eager and excited manner of the pro gramme that had been prepared. With pallid lips Mr. Pitcairn replied that " God only knew what could be done " In the meantime the cries and yells of the crowd grew louder and fiercer, and the excitement became s*ill more in tense, The .Jefferson Cavalry^ were drawn up on the right of the platform, while the Fourteenth and Nineteenth regiments were posted on the hillside, above the tracks, as was Hutchinson's battery, with its two large brass pieces frowning down on the excited throng. The Philadelphia troops, numbering 800 men, now made preparations to dis perse the crowd. They were ordered to form a hollow square, and it was intend ed to place the two Gatling guns with which they came provided in the center. The order was given to this effect, and the jostling and scuffling began. The military were hemmed in on all sides by the strikers and their friends, BO that their movements were made with great difficulty. Finally, three sides of the square were formed, one side facing the hill, another facing the east, and thus troops of the third also stood facing the people on the hill, with their backs to Twenty-eighth street. The soldiers were compelled to force the men back in order to form the eastern line, and during the scuffling which followed the civilians grasped the bayonets of the military. "You sympathize with our cause and you wouldn't shoot a working man," cried the daring fellows who thus toyed with the deadly instruments in the hands of the visitors. This rashness encour aged the crowd in the rear; the men there continued yelling and hooting, and many insulting epithets were hurled into the faces of the visiting soldiery, while the shouts of derision were no less exas perating. The local troops on the hillside all the while remained passive. The Light Blues of Philadelphia were here ordered to charge on the crowd. They performed a soldier's duty in obeying the order. Great confusion followed, and the excite ment became still more intense. Pressed by the mass of excited people, the mili tia men fell back. Then an order was issued to the Dark Blues of Philadel phia to charge with fixed bayonets. The Dark Blues responded. The jam was great, however, and the crowds struggled fiercely but ineffectually to make way for the glittering, menacing bayonets. One man was pierced by a bayonet, and when the crowd saw the blood trickling from his face every per son became exasperated. The people on the hillside began to scramble toward the top. In the meantime the struggle continued on the platform. Then some malicious boys on the adjacent hill let drive a volley of stones into both the ranks of the militia and the crowd of people. This was the Bignal for the massacre, and quickly rang out the com mand to fire in sharp, decisive tones. Who gave the command cannot be ascer tained. It was stated that Gen. Pearson was the man, but the story is not to be credited without further substantiation. Perhaps some excited member of the soldiery--perhaps some malicious per son in the crowd--gave the order, but the troops understood it to have issued from the officers, and they obeyed tlie command. Scarcely had tne order died away until the firing of a musket re sounded in the air. The sharp report was almost instantly followed by a sec ond, and a deadly battle was commenced. The terror of the moment can scarcely be imagined. Before either the soldiers i or the civilians could realize the fact, the massacre was in progress. The troops shot direction. The strikers out in ever fled precipitately, but the speed of th musket-ball was swifter, and here and there fell a man or woman mortally wounded. Many who had the presence of mind dropped to the earth uninjured to escape. Others rushed pell-mell into a deep ditch that runs along the hillside. One volley swept the people stationed on the hill. Another volley was sent down Twenty-eighth street Then the officers of the Pliiladelphians bent their efforts to prevent further shooting. The soldiers, as well as the people, had been seized with frenzy, and some of them kept firing contrary to the orders of their superiors. 8ack of the City--Scenes and Incidents oi the Pillage. _ (From the Pittsburgh Poet.] Professional thieves and, perhaps, thousands who would be indignant at the appellation, plied the vocation of robbery from the time of the commence- me.n,t, °* ̂ he burning of cars and through out the whole of Sunday. Everywhere men, women, and children could be seen lugging armfuls of every variety of goods in all directions. In this the col ored troops, male and female, labored " nobly." In the presence of the thou sands of spectators who lined the hill sides and hilltops, these vultures broke into cars and carried off their contents. Flour, whisky, bacon, cheese, tobacco, and almost every description of goods were thrown out, while hundreds carried them off, the most industrious being women. In many instances men rolled and tugged upon barrels of flour until they reached the top of the long and steep hill overlooking the railroad yards. Many sweated over boxes of cheese, rolls of leather, armfuls of tobacco, etc., while chairs and even unfinished buggy wheels were toted up the incline. Dur ing the afternoon the boldness of the thieves became unexampled. Hams, shoulders, sacks of flour, and other ar ticles were carried by innumerable peo ple through the most prominent thor oughfares, and some men stopped to rest with their burdens at City Hall. On Smith field street men could be seen roll ing along barrels of flour, and sitting upon them occasionally to rest with as much unconcern as if they had paid the highest market price for the property. During the burning of the Union Depot there was a grand raid by the thieving brigade--men, women, and children-- upon the cars at the Pan-Handle and Adams Express depots, Grant street From thence they rushed in all direc tions with many kinds of property. One Irishman emerging with a liam and a sack of flour was heard to remark that this was the " bulliest sthrike he had ever seen." Behind him was a woman struggling with a fresh new box labeled " Irish soap." Many of the thieves were arrested while pouring along the streets, and the Cen tral station-house this morning pre sented the appearance of a sutler's estab lishment in war times. Hams, flitch, soap, butter, eggs, cheese, hardware, bedding, cushions, sleeping-car furni ture, whips, higliwines, and almost every description of household articles were stolen. One car laden with whips, which was standing in the Pan-Handle yard, at the side of the depot, was broken open, and, for the want of something better to steal, many members of the crowd appropriated the whips to them selves. Different persons inquired why the Mayor did not have the plunderers arrested, and that official promptly re plied that the jail would not hold half the number. It was simply impossible to prevent the pillaging, and during the greater part of the entire Lord's day the city was absolutely given over to the plunderers. Among the myriad instances of plun der was one man who put on six shirts, one over another, and covered the whole by his own somewhat soiled garment; a woman with a sheet pinned together by the four corners liad it filled with flour; another was seen with two buckets of ale; still another was rolling a barrel of flour away, and fell over it at full length in the muddy gutter, much to the mer riment of the spectators. Our reporter met a boasting boj of 18. "D'ye see that ball?" handing out a large metallic cartridge with an ounoe ball; " tint's what these damned Pliiladelphians are shooting our mothers and sisters with. I fixed one of them, though," he added; ".the poor devil got away from his fellows, and wanted to trade suits. So I took him home, gave him an old suit of working clothes, and got his Bplendid rig, sword and all. But, darn it all, I lost fifteen sacks of flour in the operation. I had them piled up snugly in an alley, and when I went back some infernal thief had taken them all but one. But I got that and a ham, and they'll keep us." The Newspaper. Philip Gilbert Hamerton, in his ad mirable papers on " Intellectual Life," tlius talks of the paper: "Newspapers are to the civilized world what the daily house talk is to the members of the fam ily--they keep our daily interest in each other, they save us from the evils of isolation. To live as a member of the great white race that has filled Europe and America and colonized or conquered whatever territory it has been pleased to occupy, to share from day to cay its thought, its cares, its inspiration, it is necessary that every man should read his paper. Why are the French peas ants so bewildered at sea? It is because they never read a newspaper. And why are the inhabitants of the United States, though scattered over a territory four teen times the area of France, so much more capable of concerted action, so much more alive and modern, so much more interested in new discoveries of all kinds and capable of selecting and util izing the best of them? It is because the newspapers penetrate everywhere, and even the lonely dweller on the prai rie or the forest is not intellectually iso lated from the great currents of public life which flow through the telegraph Mid press. ALTHOUGH the Emperor and Empress of Brazil get up so early in the morning, their attendants are not particularly wide awake. When their majesties were leav ing Paris for London, a casket of jewels, worth £120,000, was forgotten until the very moment the imperial visitors were getting into the train. Her Majesty happened to think of the casket just in i the very nick of time. THE XOHTEXEGRIN& The Black Mountaineers In Battle--'Their Terrible Mode or Warfare. {OaaaUntinople Cor. Philadelphia Press.] In the campaign of last year the Turks lost almost ten to one against the Mon tenegrins. From the mountain summits overlooking Podgoritza and the ap proaches from Scutari their scouts sig nalized the advance of the Ottoman army. From peak to peak signal fires by night announced the coming of the foe, while by day mounted troopers sped to every district to rally the people to the defense of the threatened frontier. On they came, men, women and chil dren, every one that could carry a gun, roll rocks on the heads of the enemy, or assist in the building of intrenchments. The Turks were allowed to enter for a certain distance in the passes until they reached the narrow gorges. There they found their progress arrested by massive walls of rock and stone, stretching from side to side, completely blocking up the road, pierced with embrasures for can non and with musktt holes. A halt is called. A council of war determines that retreat is impossible, and that the intrenchments must be carried, At first it is an artillery engagement Under the smoke of the cannonade an assault is ordered. Forward dash the Turkish troops with the blind fury that character izes them in the field. The Montene grin fire having lulled, supposing that it is a sign of yielding, the Turks hurry forward with cries and yells as if sure of their prey. Hardly have they got with in twenty feet of the intrenchments, be fore from every opening in them pours a stream of incessant fire of shell, shot, minie balls and all kinds of deadly missiles. Suddenly the top of the ram part is crowned with sharpshooters, whose steady aim picks off the officers and mows down the heads of the columns. On the overlooking heights armed men, women and children appear. Enfilading volleys tear the shattered ranks from above, and huge bowlders and rocks come rolling down the precipices, crushing into the midst of the serried masses and laying low thousands of combatants. All this while the air is rent with the shouts of the mountaineers; the banner of the Cross is waved defiantly from on high and on the works; priests, with the cru cifix displayed on their robes, pointing to it as a sign of hope and victory. After repeated onsets, their ranks broken, their officers, for the most part, slain, the Turks begin to waver. As soon as this is perceived the enthusiasm of the Montenegrins can no longer be restrained. Over the ramparts they leap, and with indescribable fury^ they charge, bayonet and sword in hand, on the disordered masses before them. For a moment the Turks stand at bay, but as the deafening clamor sounds like a continuous roll of thunder, and in rear and flank they are assailed by unseen enemies that have descended by secret paths from the top of the mountain walls, and in front by the regular troops, they break and run. Then comes the hour of vengeance. For miles the pass is strewn with heaps of Turkish slain. Whoever turns to fight finds himself faoe to face with a Bquad of foes who leave him no chance of escape. No quarter is given; blood flows in tor rents; it becomes a pitiless massacre; only a remnant is left to tell the tale of disaster and woe, and to carry dismay into tne /iiumiitiii fastnesses. Witii thanksgiving to God for the triumph vouchsafed to their arms, the Montene- grins sheath their bloodied swords, and omeward turn loaded with captured arms and precious spoils. This is a pic ture of the mode of Montenegrin fight ing as described to me by a participant in one of the worst defeats the Turks ever encountered at their hands. Useful Hints for Measuring Land. Almost every farmer has some way of measuring land, and the most common is to step off five paces for a rod, and call sixty by sixty-five paces an acre. For ordinary purposes this mode will answer, but when the exact measurement of a piece of land is desired it cannot be de pended upon as being accurate. A light pole, just sixteen and a half feet long, is a, cl vup sod convenient measure, but a four-rod tape line is much better. An exact acre can be found by the fol lowing table of distances: A plot of ground 5 yards wide by 968 yards long contains 1 acre. A plot of ground 10 yards wjde by 484 yards long contains 1 acre. A plot of ground 20 yards wide by 242 yards long contains 1 acre. A plot of ground 40 yards wide by 121 yards long contains 1 acre. A plot of ground 80 yards wide by 60} yards long contains 1 acre. A plot of ground 70 yards wide by 69 1-7 yards long contains 1 acre. A plot of ground 220 feet long by 198 feet wide contains 1 acre. A plot of ground 440 feet long by 99 feet wide contains 1 acre. A plot of ground 110 feet wide by 369 feet long contains 1 acre. A plot of ground 240 feet long by 181} feet wide contains 1 acre. One acre contains 160 square rods; 4,840 square yards; 43,560 square feet One rod contains 30.25 square yards, 272.25 square feet One square yard contains 9 square feet. To measure corn in the crib: Multiply the length, breadth and height together, in feet, to obtain the cubic feet; multi ply this product by four and strike off the right figure, and the result will be shelled bushels, nearly. Pennsylvania Coal-Misers' Strike* News comes from Wilkesbarre, Pa., that a general suspension of coal-mining is imminent, in consequence of the The Schuylkill strikes of the miners. The achuyl county coilieries have mostly shut down; the mines of the Reading Coal and Iron Company are only partially operated; and the ShamokLn coal men reduced the miners' wages, causing a strike, in which some three thousand are engaged. This latter strike will most likely result in a " lock-out," as the operatives seem de termined to have their terms complied with, which will draw several more thousand workmen to the ranks of the disaffected. The Wyoming region operators have followed the example set by the Schuyl kill county producers, and every day re cords the closing of some colliery. The prominent companies, the Susquehanna and Lehigh, and Wilkesbarre coal com panies have announced a suspension* of iiVit mining, and by this order some 400 colliery hands are furloughed. The striking colliers are still contesting the reduction of wages with the operators, and, as extensive arrangements are being made by the Miners' Union, it looks very much as if there would be a general and wide-spread strike in the near future. The entire number of unemployed min ers and laborers in the coal fields is be tween 15,000 and 20,000. Hundreds of these men and their families are in a very destitute condition, and it is feared their situation will cause some of the more desperate spirits to attempt a serious and riotous demonstration. Lawlessness haa been started at several points, and house and highway robberies are of daily oo- ourreace. j & Turkish Love of Watt*. A Turk thinks he can do nothing so ̂ grateful to God and man as the setting . up of a fountain by the roadside or in '̂ the streets of the city, where the way farer and his animals may appease then thirst and bless the name of him who provided for their wants. Often in my travels in the interior of Turkey, writes a correspondent, I have halted beneath \ the shade of a wide-spreading plane tree J \ to slack my thirst at the limpid waters of a marble fountain, and to repose from ; the noonday heat There is always some • , edifying distich from the Koran, that "Water is the gift of God, and blessed is he who distributes it," or that "Water is the source of life and health," etc. There is a practical piety in these monu ments of charity that speaks well for the benevolent disposition of the Mussul man. The Turks are great consumers of water, and' they are good judges of its quality and nice in that they use. The favorite water that is sold at a para a glass in the streets is from Asia; either from Tchamildja, on the mountain about Scutari, or from Karakoulak, some ten miles up the Bosphorus, several miles inward from Belcos. This is brought to the landing in barrels, on horses' backs, put in barges, and in this way carried to Constantinople before daylight Not withstanding the length of the journey, it is as pure as crystal. The venders cry it as " Bowz guibi;" " As good as ice. A Pasha will drain two goblets at a swal low. As water is said to have fattening properties, the large draughts they take of it may be the cause, in part, of the obesity to whioih both sexes of the Turks are subject The Barber Escaped* " Cut my hair," said the customer, as he seated himself in a barber's chair, " and be sure you let it run down the back of my neck," referring, of course, to the particular style of the cut The barber was a Western artist, hav ing lately arrived in Oil City from St Louis. After clipping away for some time he concluded that perhaps the hair wasn't running down his customer's neck as fast as that individual might desire it--al though for the life of him he couldn't see why he should want it to run down at all--and, when a quantity had accu mulated inside his shirt-collar, the ac commodating barber shoved it down and out of sight with the handle of the brush. This performance was repeated two or three times, and the customer began to realise what was going on. Hencefor ward he took a lively interest in the pro ceedings. He Baid: "What, in the name of the bird with the broad and sweeping wing, are yon doing?" k.v* "It didn't seem to rundown," said; , the barber, apologetically, "ana so I crammed it down with the brush." The customer acted like a man who ## had just made the discovery that a rat had built her nest between his shoulder- ^ blades and had kittens there: BO he WL yelled: $ "Cram your crammed head to cram- ^ nation!" and then, turning a double f# somersault out of Ms chair, lie kicked at liT the reflection of tne barber in the look ing-glass. The barber escaped. -- Oil City Derrick. Mlirr •*,' A Tragic Test, . * - , A singular murder cose awaiting trial in India has given rise to much legal dibcassion as to whether the circum stances justify the charge. A juggler, who alleged that he possessed some power which rendered him " bullet proof," invited the prisoner in the case to aim at him with a loaded musket, as suring him that he might do so without the slightest fear of producing any pain- fid results. The prisoner accepted the kind invitation, and, with a loaded mus ket presented to him by the juggler, im mediately Bent a bullet through his head. It is urged that, as there was no inten tion on the part of the prisoner to kill the deceased, the charge of murder can not be maintained. The juggler was thoroughly confident of his own invul nerability, and several of his relations who were to be called as witnesses for the defense were prepared to prove that, although several times shot at before, he was never hurt. A similar case occurred in England a few years ago. A wizard at one of the theaters begged one of the audience as a favor to fire a gun at him. The spectator, thus invited, loaded the gun with a charge of shot he had brought with him for the express purpose of test ing crucially the alleged invulnerability of the wizard. The result was painful in the extreme--the wizard's face was peppered with shot, and the spectator who fired the gun was given in the cus tody of the police. Both narrowly es caped death--one by the gun and the VtiuK by the gallows. An Ill-Starred Toath. A local paper in Pennsylvania tells of a youth bving in tlie vicinity who has undergone a varied experience in cas ualties of a character almost sufficient to ruin any accident insurance company in which he might hold a policy. He com menced the world deaf and dumb. After attaining a sufficient growth to engage in the usual sports of childhood, lie fell from a swing and received an injury from a splinter, which resulted in the loss of an eye. Subsequently a horse stepped on his face, inflicting serious pain and disfigurement. Venturing too near the railroad, he was knocked down by a train of cars, and considerably bruised and injured thereby. Last Fri day, while playing in the road, he was run over by a team and had an arm broken.