mt SLYKE, Editor tad Pub. ILLINOIS AN AUTUMN PIGTURE. The beautiful love days are over, 'J&T: Wt«:i»fUg of BUJlilUCr Htiti, And Isaiure's altar is liarveshhoapei With golden fruit and grain. ®h® leaves in the forest are colored With the blush of the wooing breese. And the sun's last glow is a softer red As it sinks betweeuthe^trees. . Then twilight pink ana amfe**1, . , And* passing promise of sno#, 5 "Is whispered through the velvet wood* When the autumn moon is low. THE CAPTAIN'S WIPE, «:e:' Old Port Bad win consisted of a row \ k y, «t squat, one-story adobe houses, built "In Mexican style, which were the quar- ters of the officers, and a similar, - though somewhat differently arranged, 'I line of buildings, extending at a right tfl„ * angle from the end of the officers' quar v ters, that comprised the barracks occu- t•*,. |»ied by the three companies of infantry Vv.-and one troop of cavalry which made ^Cf^ jOp the garrison. The storehouses, sta- tiles, corrals, etc., completed all there ^ <•'-> Was of Port Badwin. 4 It, was a sun-baked slope, extending |vjtoward the Gila, three miles away, but •'Tt ' Wong a pretty stream, a redeeming fea- |,,V. , -tare, having its source in the springs £ *.; Jit the base of the mountain which form- f'i «d the background. The landscape was 0 ' Utill farther relieve^ by the extending f^-'ltoes of cottonwood and mesquite trees Which bordered the little stream, called \l>y the Indians the "Shus-Be-To," or bear's Water. j£r Around this "post" the Apaches were everywhere, even stealthily crawling : , 4nside the line of sentinels at night, or f hooting their arrows at the sentinel as fie walked his lonely beat On one dark 2K' night they watched the guard at the Cattle corral, and during his short ab sence from a selected spot, by an adroit Use of their rawhide lariats succeeded • Ilk dragging several of the smaller anl- ^ mals through an opening they had forc- - ed between the logs, without discovery r '; * whereat a soldier next morning rhym er'**1 r "Lol the poor Indian, with untutored , mind, . Vlnds calves in the corral and chokes i*t- off their wind." j In the year which followed the close ' of the war of the rebellion, to Port t* padwin had come Captain Sigourney, With his bride and his cavalry troop, ©entle Mary Sigourney was a minis ter's daughter, who in the far-away Kcu England town had Joined her life "?= - With that of the brave young captain, s%, hero, for whom she had forsaken v home and kindred, to share with him fhe wild, unknown life on the frontier. The fair, girlish form seemed strangely Out of keeping with the rude surround ings, but she was content. ' Barely were the soldiers given time to occupy tfieir quarters after the Weary march across the sandy deserts. It was Indians! Indians! everywhere and at all times. Captain Sigourney, the ideal of an American cavalry offi cer, was almost constantly in the sad dle, his form a tower of physical and moral strength. His rough-riding troop ers were already a terror to the neigh boring bands of Apaches, who felt that their strongholds and mountain fast nesses were no longer places from which they might defy the troops of the Government It was Sunday afternoon. The Oc tober sun shone brightly as stable-call was sounded at Badwin; but, instead of "answering the call," -both officers and men had collected in groups about the flagstaff, intent upon a strange some thing which had attracted their atten tion. Even the few members of the •Ulcers' families were there, in a little knot but slightly removed, and the eyes •f all were riveted on a common object Gradually it was seen to emerge from the haziness of the surrounding hills, and soon forms were distinguishable. But ere this the clear notes of the cav alry bugle rang out, "Boots and sad dles!" and the long roll of the Infantry was promptly beaten. Captain Sigour ney was already in line with his troops on the flank of the post facing old* Mount Turnbull, near him the longer line of the infantry battalion, had also halted, and now, in ominous silence, do the veterans so recently from the scenes of a ciVilized war, wait the approach of a savage foe. With bated breath had been passed from one to another the dreaded name i|>K' ©f "Cochise," that fearless, Indian whose prowess had for years main tained an absolute supremacy through out the Southwest, from the Bio Grande to the Colorado, the mention of whom might well cause the cheek of the bor der man to pale. *. 9rom his customary haunts Cochise ' bad heard of the work of the "blonde ioldier chief' on the Shus-Be-To, and ! had come to punish him. .He had brought his chosen warriors) armed . with the lance, with bows and arrows, and with firearms, the spoils of many a massacre in Arizona and Sonora. Con trary to his custoqa, he had said he would fight the soldiers on open ground; and now, followed by a horde of paint ed fiends, he was riding on in hot haste to the devoted garrison at Badwin. On, on they moved, with almost mili tary precision, and in numbers much greater than the little body of troopers. An occasional glimpse could be caught from beneath the overhanging cloud of dust with which they were envelop ed, while so perfect was the discipline Of this wonderful savage that no word '*£**» .apoken, the silence being broken Wily by the pounding of the unshod booffe, and the snorting of the ponies, Who scented the coming fray. The Indians had advanced so that the dull sound of tlieir coming was audible, and had reached a level piece of ground adj¢ to the post, when the com mand "Forward!" was given by the cavalry captain, and the troop moved oat. This, in rapid succession, was followed by the commands "Trot!" and "Gallop!" Then, in the clear, brisk notes of the bugle, came the "Charge!1 With ranks .unbroken, and gleaming eahejrs high in air, sped the gallant Jbwpsers, with the swiftness of the to meet momentum with momen tum. Five hundred yards were passed, the white man and the red were aa instant face to face, cgre glaring pV> tye, with silent, deadly purpose; then the wild whoop of the Apaches filled tike air, echoing bade from the mountain side as from » thousandsav- age throat?, mingling with the loud cheers of the soldiers as the surging bodies met "Turning la Ids saddle. the" captain called: "Now, men, each one pick his In- jtftenr . f> . . ... ' Traa no tim© for more. At the bead of the Indian band rode the hercu lean Cochise, with lance already poised, who now in broken English shouted: "Here, white man! We to fight!" The point of the Indian's lance was near the captain's breast, when, with a quick stroke of the saber he severed It from the staff and sent it whizzing through the air. Then bending as he rode, he pierced Cochise's arm; but ere be could seize the advantage which for an instant seemed within his grasp, the crowding horses of his troopers forced him on. Now the soldiers and the Indians were a confused, dust-enveloped, undistin- guiRhable mass, each fighting desper ately for life. Quickly flashed the sa ber, alternating the thrusts oi' the lance dexterously parried by the practiced trooper, while from the tightly drawn bows too surely flew the murderous flint-pointed arows of the Apaches. Here in Jhe dust they rolled, side by side, the unhorsed trooper and his wily foeman. Then on foot they fought, with carbine, with pistol, or still with lance and saber, with the ferocity, of war, and for self-preservation, this unto the death. Riderless dashed the frightened po nies of the Indians and larger horses of the fallen soldiers, with nostrils wide apart, wildly snorting into the thickest of the fight; then, as some faithful brute received his death- wound, sounded that cry of equine ter- fejor heard mid the scenes pf carnage where Destiny has ever led humanity. There was no quarter; to fall was almost certain death. Quickly was the ground strewn with the bodies of those who but now sought each other's lives; together, silently and peacefully, lay the white man and the Indian in the arms of death. All this passed in almost the space of time It has taken, to tell it, and the op posing forces bad passed "through each other." On the other side the trumpet had already sounded the "Bally." Quickly did the captain assemble the remainder of his men to renew the charge, but the Indians did not wait; it was not their method. The Apaches seemed almost to vanish, so rapidly did they gain the cover of the trees and rocks which bordered the stream at a point above the post While the cavalry was charging the Indians on the open plain to the right, their infantry companies had not re mained idle. As the troop had moved out to meet Cochise, there had come from the concealment afforded by the rocks and mesquite trees above and in the rear, another band of Indians, dis mounted. This was even a larger number than that with Cochise, and was led by a powerful savage, sec- oud only to Cochise himself. Hitherto their presence had not been discover ed; and had the first party not been t«aten off, it was their apparent pur pose to form a junction inside the post, where a general massacre would have been the sequence. The approach of these Indians was only discovered by the Major who com man ded the in fan try, in time to en able himt&mo^; his men at a rapid gait jto a place in\ the rear of the line of officers' quarters. Directly behind each set of these quarters had been bailt a "dug-out," a kind of outside cellar, such as is used in warm cli mates for keeping the family stores; these were a few feet below the level of the ground, the logs forming roofs covered with earth. Into these were now unceremoniously hurried the ter rified women and children composing the families of the officers and soldiers of the command. It was just possible to do this and reach a point beyond, perhaps one hundred yards distant, when the at tack began. The quiet Was broken by the fierce whoop of the Apaches, which, once heard, can never be forgotten. The gaudily painted and ochered savages, bare to the waist and clad only in breech-clout and moccasins, came on at a rapid run, In a thin, scattering line, extending far to the right and left To throw out a skirmish line was but the work of moments, when the steady fire of the disciplined soldiers checked the rapid advance of the In dians, causing them to waver slightly. Quickly pushing his temporary ad vantage, the Major drove them again to shelter But now there came from the Apaches a deafening yell, the sig nificance of which the soldiers knew too well--Cochise had come! When Captain Sigourney saw that Cochise had gone, he for the first time heard the firing in the post Moving his troop at a gallop, he quickly passed over the ground of his recent charge and reached the remainder of the com mand just as it was being forced back upon the rear of the line of officers' quarters and toward the little parade- ground at Baldwin. Many of the sol diers had already been killed by the united bands of Apaches; with Cochise at their head, and in numbers greatly in excess of the soldiers, It seemed a forlorn hope, and that it only remained for these brave men to sell their lives i dearly as possible. But now once more rang on the evening air the welcome-notes of the bugle, mingled with the wild cheering of the gallant infantrymen, as from bo tween the quarters dashed the troop ers. In the light of the setting sun again the saber flashed and _ did its noiseless execution; the pistol, too, came Into noisy requisition, alternat ing with the cracking carbine shots; thd footmen took new heart, and their long guns sent many a red man to the happy hunting-grounds; the bu): lets pattered, and the whizzing arrows sounded like flights of birds. The struggle was desperate; the fate of the little garrison trembled in t the balance. / Prom the thickest of the fight the quick eye of Cochiise-feli onSigourufcy'. His wounded am still smarted frdvn the Captain's thrust, and once more w called: "Now, white man, die!" Cochise was again armed, with his favorite weapon, the lance; with a deadly point he code straight a* (be yount commumder. Again the attempted to parry, but this time was less fortunate. The lance entered his side and lie was dismounted, the In dlan still holding the end of the weapon. . To Captain Sigourney, helpless ani wounded at the feet of his savage ad versary, all seemed oyer. Done now his dream of glory, done his loyal pride Lis cbcsos, vrorfc.' 'done «v«i>tlilu# for him on earth--save, last, the agon ised thought of his widowed bride. To die thus without another glimpse of the sweet face of her who was so ntjar, to leave her In her desolation--Whiz! Crack! With a mad yell Cochise sprang into the air, and the fallen soldier realized that not two hours ago, but only the space«of a lightning flash, had the lance entered his side. Cochise had not time to finish his work The fight still raged; but in place of the bloodthirsty Apache, a woman s form bent over her husband, and Mary Sigourney dropped the still smoking gun. With strength born of agony, she dragged the wounded man back to the safety of the dug-out The fall of Cochise turned the t!1e of battle; and, waiting only tj^ secure the wounded chief, the Apaches scurried to the hills like a flock of quails. Then for her who had saved the day at Bad win--for the Captain's wife!--long and loudly did the soldiers chesr.- Waver- ly Magazine. . *• . • • AN UNAPPRECIATED QIF^ A Washington Woman Received One Present Too Many. There Is a department woman In Washington whose fondness for pets is known to all her friends. Not long ago a woman who boards in the same house with he»* bought a squirrel in a cage, and to give her a pleasant sur prise put it in her room one afternoon. The department woman came home and went to her room. She did not appear at dinner. There was no light in her room. Not a sound was heard from her. At last, late In the evening, her friends began to be worried about her, and one of them went up and knocked on the door. The department woman was within and in a whisper she answered the knock. I can't stir," she said. "Some addle- headed fool has put a squirrel in here and it's got out of its cage. Every time I try to strike a light it flies all around the room. It's torn a big hole in the lace curtain and smashed two of my vases. There's an ink bottle on the bureau, and I don't dare move for fear he'll knock that off next What am I going to do?" There was a consultation outside, but nobody could thigk of anything to do. The department woman stood it until midnight, and then her wrath getting the betterpf her prudence she declared she'd light the gas if the squirrel broke everything in the room. And when the gas was lighted there was the squirrel safe in his cage again. But the woman who bought him has found another boarding- house.--Washington Star. Wonderful Woods. Some of the finest woods In the world are concealed in the heart of the un touched forests of this continent. These woods range from pure white to Jet black in color, and many of them are most beautifully marked and veined. Some of them are so hard that they turn the edges of axes, chisels and oth er tools, while the band saw cuts them only slowly. In the Columbian Exposi tion there were many displays of little known woods, and the finest were those from Argentine Republic, Brazil and other South American countries Some of these Southern woods yielded to the teeth of the band saw, not the ordinary sawdust, but fine powder, fine as the finest flour, so hard were the woods. Sos^e of them burnt but slow ly. Others pftssesTquhlities that keop them free from insects. Some of thein seem to be practically indestructible by air and water. In South America there are great forests of fine woods that are specially fit for the finest cabinet and furniture work, and also for ship-build ing, carpentry and other industrial arts in which wood is the "raw material." These great forests are now an un known quantity In the commercial world, but they will come rapidly into the knowledge of men and into indus trial use when once the railroad has reached them. Before many years, it is safe to predict, the South American and Central American republics will be threaded by railroads, and then those wonderful woods will be drawn upon to supply the demand for new and fine woods in all the civilized countries. HISTLING Is the craze of the hour In S a n P r a n c l g f t f r among about a score of that city's most fashionable and fascinating y o u n g w o m e n . When the craze first began to develop t a t t i n g , t e n n i s court, guitar and banjo gave way in turn, the piano girl of the most enthu siastic kind only sticking to her old love. The twenty young women who are leaders in the "gentle art," as they call It--they scorn the epithet "fad"-- have bceh at It for months, having been, und?? the careful tuition of Miss Gertrude -Tudd. Miss Judd's proficien cy was acquired after a course of study superintended by Mrs. Shaw, the In ternationally celebrated siffleuse. When a pupil applies to Miss Judd for instruc tion, her musical ear and register are first tested. Then follows Instruction In the art of taking a long breath. These having been passed the pupil is given a sample scale to practice for days at a time, and the devotion with which these San Francisco girls have stuck to this dreary work has been of a kind to indicate that some of them at least are destined to make their mark in the world If determination cuts any figured Difficult runs, arpegios and chromam scales must all be mastered before tiro pupil Is allowed to try "a piece." In speaking to an Examiner reporter about her class. Miss Judd said: •^Clever whistlers are like poets In ate stimulants were lost from off the face of the earth to-day and forever they would not take away an ounce of physical prosperity. They do no good --are simply cumberers of the table and add nothing save expense." This sweeping dictum will be resented by lovers of the fragrant Mocha and the cup which cheers. They may not be foods, but, properly prepared and used In moderation, they are often a grate ful, If gentle, stimulant, and serve to Impart an agreeable relish to a meaL Leave us, pleffse, these mild lndul- MONEY MELTS AWAY. UNITED STATES TREASURY I® AL- MOST EMPTY, „ : ft*"'• gencea. m Sartorially speaking, It Is dangerous "fco-pew old wine Into new bottles. Yet it Is such a fascinating thing to do. It begins when economy fires the soul. "Here," you say, "is this brown broad cloth. Everybody I know is ipso ac quainted with the frock in its[ brown state, but If I get it dyed--ami fixed up " STOCKING& Winter stockings ara things of com fort and beauty this year. Black cash meres continue popular, but have their somberness relieved by white this sea son--white Introduced by way of the stripes. Waved stripes are particularly pretty, and give a slender appearance to the limb. Graduated stripes com posed of a succession of small white stars are effective, and one of the most charming novelties shows both stripes and diamonds made up of tiny open dots of white embroidery. Checks In gray and white are also smart, particu larly so when arranged in bottine effect that they must be born, not made. They must have castiron lungs, sound health, a favorable mouth cavity formation- sounds grewsome, doesn't it?--and per severance. The strain on the orbicular muscle alone is considerable. And they must even have good teeth. You can see In my face already the whistle llnes>. They run in the form of an inverted V, from the nose to the chin. >Irs. Shaw has them. The points I have mentioned, with a lack of nervous af fections, a good ear, and the ability to strike the notes you want on the piano E.K8SOH AT THE WHISTLING CLASS. As It Is Called. Lottie Is n little girl who has a crltletil acumen rare in a child, and which she is addicted to employing upon the per plexing orthography she sometimes meets with in her school lessons, writes Geraldi. Her brother, an artist, has a cat which she is fond of teaching the mysteries of the English as distin guished from the cat language. Puss, like all of its kind, has a mortal an tipathy to dogs. One day,, when Lottie was teaching her pet a lesson In her brother's studio, an Intruder of the canine tribe prowled In, and was set upon by the cat as if it had been fired out of a cannon. • Puss drove her ene my behind a case of shelves, where a great uproar was raised, t;he cat spit ting and spatting at the dog after the manner peculiar to Its kind In a com bat "What Is the cat doing?" asked Lottie's brother, his attention attracted by the noise behind him as he worked away at his easel without looking round. "I don't know," answered the child; and then added, recalling a re cent lesson, "I believe it Is trying to pronounce 'phthisic' the way the word is spelled." 9 An Incident of a Bridal Ton*. He was a bridegroom, and she was his new wife. They had come to the city to see the eights. After walking about In the morning the two sought out a hack-driver. "Take us to some of the Interesting places in your city," the bridegroom said. "What have you got here, anyway?" "Well," said the hackman, "there's the CapitoL" "We went there thlp morning." "The cemetery?" "O, we're not dead." The hack-driver looked worried,' and then said, "Well, the penitentiary?" "All right," said the bridegroom; "drive us there."--Albany Journal* ( are all that ai-e wanted except, of course, application--It is an art that must be taken seriously. Whistling re sembles singing a good deal. Indirect ly the vocal cords make the sound, but these Is a different position of the motith that modifies It A whistle has timbre, quality and soprano and mezzo range, but the whistle of the two sexes is so much alike that It Is Impossible to detect the fine grades of difference between them." A General Kitchen System. Before entering into any schemes that have been tested, or plans that might be, I would like to suggest that the housekeepers of America push a general kitchen system, for the ser vant question to-day is quite sufficient cause for pushing a general cooking systam throughout the entire country, writes Mrs. Sarah T. Rorer in a prac tical article under the title of "Co-oper ation In Housekeeping" In the Ladles' Home Journal. This sort of co-oper- atlon would lead to an improved con dition of general household work. There should be some standard for ev ery housekeeper, and that standard kept to the same degree; for Instance, the sweeping of a room, the holding of a broom to save the carpet, and to keep from throwing dust against the walls, should be the same everywhere. If regular schools could be established throughout the entire country, in which women could be taught to hold their brooms and s\£eep in a proper manner, it would not be necessary for Mrs. Jones to Instruct her new cham bermaid how to sweep. On the other hand, Mrs. Jones, taking a girl from a well-regulated training-school of this kind, would be obliged te accept--or should do so--the better methods ot sweeping. Are Stimulant*, Mot Foods. Tea and coffee are not foods. Says aa authority: "if this pair of meder- And then words fall you from sheer admiration of your own scheme. You get the. thing dyed and go straightway and purchase new fur for its trim ming. You get it "touched up" by an inexpensive dressmaker and you de part on a visit to another city with the old-new frock in your trunk and Joy In your economic heart One day you essay your refurbished gown and you find that the thing has shrunken in the dyeing, and now the skirt skates cheerily high above your boot tops in front and drags dolorously in the back from the weight of the fur and the lack of halr- clothx The\sleeves are too short, and the arm siaes-soi small that you suffer every minbW you >aye the bodice on. The newjmr is deplorably out of place on the ayed ch»th, and the seams show rusty, xvepy one, while you have occu pation a-plenty In picking out the love ly inscriptions in white cotton w*iich the dyers have placed thereon to indi cate that you are Xty Mxz--or some thing equally cheering and Inspiring. So the gown goes back to the trunk, or Is cast into the limbo of the ragbag, and the joy dies from your heart w hile you reflect upon old bottles and new wine and the fallacies of economy. Good Advice. Mother, when your child goes to a neighbor's house dou't ask as soon as he comes home, "What were they do ing?" "HoW'were they dressad?" and "Was Miss Jennie's beau there?" Don't, I say. Do you know you are teaching him a habit which will give him the unenviable reputation of a tattler, and perhaps a liar in the end? That is put ting it pretty strong, but If a child Is bright enough to look around, taking in all the details to be repeated at home, Is he not bright enough to manu facture and repeat yarns to please bis mamma? The habit, once acquired, is hard to break. her "How Old Are Yon?" "How old are you, my pretty maid?" I asked, when she was seven. She answered quick, while round played Sweet smiles as bright as heaven. "How old are you?" I asked again. When she was seventeen. My question still was not in vain-- To answer she was keen. "How old are you?" once more I a*fc« Alas! 'twas once too often. It was a vain and useless Ink Her anger then to soften, 1 --Atlanta Journal. -• The New Shoe. In reply to the question what 1b the finest and smartest shoe of the season, a fashionable New York shoemaker said: "It is made of dongola skin, a species of goat skin, and very well does this wear. It is the boot which has taken the place of the French kid, and we have this dongola kid glazed, making It thus a little more dressy than the heavy walking boot--now more In demand than ev§r. We can not got our erders out for the calfskin boot and the favorite last is the very pointed toe." A mold of jolly placed la a pan of ice water; wiU- oool •odaer tkaa la m Ice chest ; Finance* in'a'#y&Cbn« ifftts** tf»p„n e.t A**jr Skej War - - Pyeapieet «j£ Ssllssf Th*on%h Congressional Action* Qold Flows Out. Washington correspondence: HE condition of the , United States rtreas- ' ury on Saturday morn ing was Worse than it has been at any > time since the close of the war. If the Government were n a t i o n a l b a n k t h e Comptroller of the C u r r e n c y w o u l d close its doors and iplace a bank examin er in charge. If it «were a private firm ""or corporation it would be placed in the handb of a re c e i v e r . N o t o n l y have the entire pro ceeds from the sale of bonds last Novem ber been exhausted,- and the reserve fund depleted way below the danger line, but the gold coin in the treasury has been re duced to about $12,000,000, and the diff erenee between that amount and the to tal of gold is represented by bullion-- bricks of uncoined metal. When the first bond issue was ordered last January there was $65,650,175 in gold in the vaults. In November, when the Prest dent issued the second loan, it had again dropped to $57,667,709. Friday the re serve fund was officially stated to be $58,924,000. It has taken just about a year to ex- Aaust the $116,000,000 of gold that has been borrowed by the Government to meet the difference between its revenues and expenditures, leaving the treasury in a worse condition than it was before, be cause the annual interest charge has been Increased indefinitely at the rate of $5,800,000. Of the $116,000,000 in gold that was brought into the treasury by the sale of bonds it is estimated that $76,000, COO has been shipped to Europe and $40,- 000,000 concealed in the vaults of banks and trust companies, the tin boxes of speculators and timid people and the stockings of misers, who expect to see gold at a premium soon. There has been a deficit of $44,500,000 in the public rev enues durihg the five months past, and even the most sanguine student of finan cial affairs will not venture a prediction that this condition will soon improve. In the meantime the gold in the Bank of England has increased from $136,920,000 on Jan. 25, 1894, to $176,790,000 on Jan. 25, 1895, and in the Bank of France from $340,500,000 to $421,620,000. Senator Aldrich believes that a bill au thorizing the issue 6f treasury certifi cates or exchequer bills from time to ts^r) in order to cover temporary deficien cies in the revenue can be carried through the Senate as a separate measure, but other members believe that action will finally be taken by means of amendments attached in the Senate to the sundry civil appropriation bill. A provision for a bond Issue at a lower rate and for a shorter term than under existing law might possi- < bly be carried as part of an appropriation bill, although some of the Republican Senators doubt whether such a proposi tion could receive a majority in both houses or would be allowed by the silver men to pass the Senate. Expect a Sensation. A sensation is expected when the How- gate case comes to trial. Capt Howgate of the army, formerly assistant chief of the weather bureau* was indicted some years ago for f«rg? i n g v o u c h e r s b y . which the Govern ment was robbed of several hundred thousand dollars. He managed to escape before his trial and lived in New York under a false name until last November, when he was arrest ed by a detective named Drummond, who had shortly before been dismissed from the secret service force. It is said that Howgate's whereabouts have been known to the Government authorities for several years, but for some mysterious reason he was permitted to remain at large, although a reward of $5,000 was offered for his arrest. Drummond learneo Howgate's fictitious name and location while he was in office, and as Boon as he was dismissed from the service arrested him in order to secure the reward. The fraudulent vouchers, upon which the in dictment was found, have disappeared from the files of the treasury, and the District Attorney has been unable to find any trace of them. Nor is he able to discover who is responsible for their disappearance. There are whispers to the effect that the reputations of certain men of high position, both dead and living, are involved in the case, although no names have been publicly mentioned, and it is not believed that the District At torney will be able to convict even How- gate for lack of evidence. It may bo shown that he did not enjoy the results of his frauds alone, although the influ ence of those implicated may prevent the real truth from being disclosed, and will certainly prevent any one from being punished. ^ Relics In the Rubbish. In the file-room and document-rooms at the Capitol, secreted under piles of use less Government publications and the ac cumulated dust of years, lie many pre- cfous papers and books, whose existence Is forgotten, or at least is unknown. Not long ago One of the file clerks of the House of Representatives! found eight autograph letters of Washington in the midst of a pile of old records which his superior officer thought he "might just as Well get rid of." At another time he discovered In a pigeon hole the original of the letter Martha Washington wrote in response to a resolution declaring it to be the sense of Congress that the father of his country should be buried in the crypt of the Capi tol, in which she gives her objections to that plan. Last summer the assistant li brarian of the Senate discovered on the top of a bookcase in a dark store-room a dozen volumes of official reports that could not be duplicated for love or money, and were supposed to be out of existence. There are doubtless other books and manuscripts of equal value in the dust and dark that should be carefully pre served. It would be a good thing for Congress to employ some man who knows all about such things to go through the flies and select the chaff from the wheat. The rubbish can go to the paper- mill, but the important records should be arranged for preservation. As it is now, every new clerk that comes in, and changes are made frequently, overhauls the files and makes the room he needs by throwing out what he considers use less. . Genius begins great worfc% labor alone finishes them.--Joubert •ratojuciMi ^ "jiwWwi!. mi Stephen I* ©Sns; of Wort Virginia. Whom the Republicans have to succeed United States Boaatofr J. Camden, Was born in P«*7 Ooupty, • A-T - M 1 • XL W. HOWGATB. *• >• ..... • "Sr 4 f STEPHEN B. EtKOTfl, " . Ohio, in 1841. He is the son of a farmer. In early life his family removed to Mis-, souri, where he graduated from the State University, la 1864 he was admitted to the practice of law. Shortly afterward he removed to New Mexico, and during the first year of his residence there was elected to the Legislature. President Johnson appointed him to the position of United States Attorney for the Territory, an office which he held till his election to the Forty-third Congress in 1872. He served two terms. Mr. Elkins was ap pointed. Secretary of War by President Harrison, and since the close of Harti- tath's term, has been devoting his attest* tion to his railroad and coal interests His wife is a daughter of Senator Henry G. Davis, of West Virginia Mr. winy-' Is several times a millionaire. P ? ; TWO BRAVE GIRLS Who Helped to Rescue Bighteen 8hljp.; wrecked Norwegians. The Norwegian Government will shoiii ly take steps to reward in a suitable maf! ner Captain Robert Broadbent, of tltt life-saving station at Santa Rosa Island, Fla., and his two brave daughters for sav ing the lives of eighteen persons on A. shipwrecked Norwegian vessel fivemontliK ago. The Santa Rosa station Is located sit miles from Pensacola on a sand reef forty-three miles long and varying from 400 yards to a mile in width. The sta tion is in charge of Capt. Broadbent, who resides on the island with his wife an! four daughters. One stormy night fat August last the keeper's watchful eye discovered a vessel stranded a few mile* west of the station. The life-saving crew... wai not on duty, and the only help avaljfi .v4-J IBABEIiUS AND SARAH BBOADBEKT. able was the captain's two buxom daugl* ters, Isabella, aged 16, and Sarah, aged 13. With the aid of these two brave girls the captain manned the beach ap*- paratus and hastened to the scene. The life line was shot aboard the vessel witj all possible haste, and eighteen despairing and frightened people were landed and conveyed to a place of safety. The young ladies labored heroically, and although the task was an arduous one they neve# faltered until the work of rescue was con# pleted. After the shipwrecked peopli were landed on terra firma the vessel sank. The wrecked craft proved to be the Norwegian bark Catharine. WlDOW OF THE "PATHFINDER." Helpmeet of the Republican Party's First Candidate for President. The remains of General John C. Pre- mont were recently laid in their last rest ing place in Rockland Cemetery, near Sparkill, N. Y., and handsome monu ment will soon be erected over the spot The widow of the famous "Path finder," who was the Republican party's first candidate for President, is now about 70 years of age and is living in Los Angeles with her daughter. Mrs. Fremont was the daughter of Thomas MBS- Benton, the famous United States Sena* tor, and was born in Virginia. She b«> came Mrs. Fremont when a mere girl and was so closely identified with the adven* tures and aspirations of the young ex* plorer, soldier and politician that. "Fro» mont and Jessie" became the rallying erf when Fremont ran for President. . HERE'S A PIGGY-WIGGY. Has Hlo Only Two Feet* but Gets Share of the Swill. Wm. D. Mattis, near Adrian, Mich., has turned out on his farm a specimen that is likely to help him tide over the depression in farming circles and serve as a magnet to atti$ct dollars to his HIS PIGSHIP. pocketbOok. It is a little, black Poland pig that will soon be four months old, and this dear little piggy has but two feet. Mr. Mattis says that since his. pigship. was born no less than 1,000 two-foote< pig-fanciers have called at his per, ant admired his treasure. It is a health} . l i t t l e f e l l o w , w h i c h c a n h o l d h i s o w n i i ̂ " the trough with any of his four-footet ^ ; c o m r a d e s . H e b a l a n c e s h i s t h i r t y p o u n d i U . ' V . on his feet and navigates with apparent ease. Mr. Mattis declares that his littU V*; pig will not "go to market;" and it look: f • now as if he would not "stay at home" long, for already the festive museum man is "arter" him. jtM •aft About the year B. C. 220 edible ser- pents wqre sold at the rate of twenty ~ | for 40 cefits in the Egyptian markets^ * 1 V They were shipped to Rome. Italiaifc ~ vipers tswpSy for Jfr ^ ̂ * , * , * w 4 C t \ - 4 , , * - U : • « J v ̂ ^ J