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. '.*y tfeneath the star-»trewn Heaven The shepherds vigil kept; 'While hushed to rest about them ' The world in silence slept. Then burst the anthem Holy, While Heaven's gates flung wide, Flooded the earth with glory On that first Christmastlde. With holy exultation' The angels sang the biirth Of .Christ, the King of Glory, Who came a babe to earth. Peace, peace, on earth forever. And sweet good will to men! While all adown the ages Still rings the joyous strain. Oh, Holy Babe. King Jesus! The long years come and go Like sunlight's checkered shadows. With real mingled woe. Into onr hearts, we pray Thee, Come Thou, and there abide, tn royal measure grant us Thy peace this Christmastide. --Mrs. George Paull. IN THE PHILIPPINES. HRISTMAS, 1898, is near. The American sentry on patrol duty before the long row of tents and frame quar­ ters just outside of Manila paces the monotonous round in a lazy, languid way-- even the jests of groups gathered here and there directed at JtUa or audible to him fail to arouse either Interest or response. He is thinking of home, is Pierce Grin- nell, this sturdy, hardy soldier boy who had gone to Aguiualdo's land to uphold the flag and help retain the glories which Dewey had won--home and the approach­ ing Christmas. It is the harder to bear the memory of the olden Yuletide, because there is absent in camp as in the nearby Philippine cap­ ital all that preparation, anticipation en­ semble that in the poorest village of his native land blossoms forth at holiday time--once a year only, maybe, but once a ytar -- magically, mightily -- Merry Christmas! He came off duty looking more bored tlian wearied, and lingers for a moment where an animated group are piling np boxes, logs, refuse. "A year ago," a grizzled plainsman is saying, "there was ten feet of snow at Port Custer, and " "You didn't belong to the army of occu­ pation then!" breaks in a suggestive voice, j sJ "Occupation ? I call this gentlemanly / jM*?|Ieisure!" was retorted tartly. "Only--say, V : f *e!,0yF9! 1,(5 give a week's rations to have \ chill--just to remind me of home, and . „ ^ ?lsnow, and real Christmas weather! Pile *h08e boxes straight,'boys; now then, -criss-cross the logs." . f t ' " " ^ b a t a r c . T o u a b o u t h e r e , a n y w a y ? " inquired young Grinnell a little curiously, i f "What are we about? Why!" stares „v" the Westerner, as if affronted, "Christ- r' mas preparations, of course!" The yonng soldier smiles, half sadly. "I don't see any Christmas trees, or holly, or wax candles, or " ~ "Nor won't!" comes the terse interrup­ tion. "Still, we're going to make the best play at it we know, how when the date arrives." "And that is " . "To build a roaring campfire first." "Isn't the climate naturally warm enough for you?" "Never you mind! We're going to build a regular scorcher--wrap blankets around oa, huddle up as if we were frozen to death, imagine we're out on those gl-lori- ous plains where a fellow can always feel Christmas, if he don't see much of it and tell stories about last year, and the year before, and the years when the regu­ lars had some kind of a holiday, even if it was a ragged one." The officer of the clay smiles indulgently on the turbulent infraction of camp rules, and the colonel and staff appear to hand In their contribution--a box, not a box of cigars. There are pineapples, coeoanuts, bana- • nas and oranges, but more than one wry face shows that a juicy red pippin, a pan of hickorynuts. would have been more acceptable than "all these smothering fal- lals!" as the Westerner dubs the ample tropical fare. our Christmas ship had only c&in-e In!" he remarked, and with a fixed stare at a comrade who had just come from town MM. as^Mifciflulst&eithe We* •rner and obJrerVes him more than once fase covertly In the direction of the cor­ duroy camp road, he wonders if he is not nursing some spirited surprise that he Will spring later on. The stories begin, and soon all are en grossed. One man tells of a Christmas at a far Western. Indian-beleaguered fort» Where the event of the day was the steal tug of the only wild turkey in knowledge from a sportsman savage. Another had seen *94 in Alaska, where a keg of frozen cider was the only reminded of home. A third described the best Christmas dinner he had ever eaten, and all mouths water­ ed, and here there is an uproar. The sound of cumbersome wheels echoes --there is the snap of a ^vhip, and, war­ ing his whip and yelling^ to his mules, into camp bursts the ncgroariver of the com­ missary wagon. "Hi, dah!" he grins, "am dis Camp Jawge Columbus Christopher Washing­ ton?" ""<• "You know it is, you rascal!" roared the Westerner, springing to his1 feet, aglow, "Out with It! the steamer is in?" "She am, salt. I waited, sah, as yo'm dareckted. Dah's a pa heel foh de camp --dat Christmas consignment hab arriv­ es!" • 'u,. "Whoop!" . • ,< Pandemonium breaks loose. Over the eamp spreads the news. Half-dressed men, riotous runners, make for the campfire, as up to it, straining mightily tinder the heavy load of crates and boxes and bar­ rels, puff and pant the mules with their Christmas store of remembrances. Even the camp dogs rally to the call of the tumult. Then, surrounded by a press­ ing. eager crowd, the Westerner mounts the load, hatchet in hand. He pries open those "pahcels." he be­ gins to deliver them. Hearts gladden, lips quiver, eyes sparkle--even in the far­ away Philippines Christmas had come! "Pierce Grinnell"--with tremulous hands the young soldier receives his pack­ age, and steps back a bit from the crush to inspect it. Ah! it is glorious to be remembered! There is a Bible from mother, a watch from father, a dozen handkerchiefs from 16-year-old sister Sue, a cookie, ribbon- tied, caraway-dotted, from 6-year-old Nell--"all cooked by my own self"--and-- another parcel. The soldier boy's heart thumps mightily. Well does he know who sent this last. It is a response to a question that the loneli­ ness of the camp, time to think over how dear pretty, winsome Claire Rushton at home is to him--a homely, blunt, "Claire, when this 'Spanish war' is over, will you 'have me?* " Grinnell opens the package--a pair of dainty home-knit mitts. What in the world does he want qf mitts in the broil­ ing Filipino country ! Still, the good in­ tent is there. Then his finger tips tingle and tremble so as he feels a tiny note in one of the mitts, that^,he drops everything to the ground. Nell's cookie taust have caught the sniff of a hungry camp dog. It makes a bolt, misses the cookie, and grabs up and runs off with--the mitts with the note in them. "Stop him--Sto-o-op him!" "What is it?" "Hi, the,robber!" A crowd "catches on!' to the appalling mishap. There is pursuit. They corner the canine, but not until he has torn up one mitt. " Why, there's a note in here!" torments the rescuer of half one mitt, and Grinnell devours a torn fragment of dainty, scented letter paper. "I won't have " That is what his blurred sight rt.ads, and his heart falls. "Hey, Grinnell--here's the other half!" The poor fellow puts the two pieces of paper together. "I won't have anybody but you!" There is the sentence, complete. De­ spite himself, the happy soldier boy ut­ tered a fervent, relieved yell of delight. "What's bit you--a tarantula#" de­ mands a staring comrade. ,p" "No!" shrewdly guesses the jolly West­ erner, reading between the lines--"Santa Clans!" rtj v ~' '/ * •' Satisfying Him. "I have called," said the captious critic, "to find out what reason you can give for representing the New Year as a nude small boy." * /: ' '/ That is done," t,esp<Jnd^d'the art edi­ tor, "because the year does not get its close till the 31st of December." Then the captious critic went out gind broke his nice new pledge.--Indianapolis Journal. Disappointment. * *Am CHRISTMAS. STORY OF THE DAY'S CELEBRA t Tim IS TRUKVJ . tftiwentotts l^paratlonSfftr th* ©tu­ ner of Dinners-And Finally the Party at Farmer Hawkins' on That Memorable Christ • • ' * t HE week before C h r i s t m a s . H o g killing is over, all the turkeys are dressed and sent to town. Suppressed excitement rules in* side the house and out. Extra hands are busy oyer the last bit ot corn- .husking. Bump, b u m p , b u m p e t y bump, the wagon moves slowly over the frozen ground. Two stalwart fellows in jean trousers, ducking coats and woolen comforters fol­ low the wagon, keeping tip a continuous fire of ears of corn into the box. With gathering thoughts of Christmas trees, play parties, dances and taffy pullings, the husking grows furious, and twice be­ fore noon the wagon bed is filled. Thumb stalls and husking pegs are much in de­ mand. The boys all around the kitchen fire at night nursing blistered thumbs and awkwardly sewing finger stalls of drill­ ing, double in thickness and fastened on the hands securely with leather strings. 'Clare ter goodness hits nuff ter p'voke er saint, hit is dat," declares the old col­ ored auntie. "Da's dem cookies, bu'nt to a plum crisp an' me can't git to de oven ;dout trompin on somebody's corns. Da's come; we'll all be a lookin' for you," cre­ ates no small commotion at the house. Before the day is over it is known that the party will be a big affair. Christmas eve finally comes. The whole rieighborhood is agog. In the course of the afternoon the girls in the various homes lay out every bit of finery to be worn to the party. The boys are not for­ gotten by their sisters. Their coats and trousers, white satin ties, boiled shirts, r- ** 4 * ***•*• - i bill, toy pistol, and little leather pocket* books, long wanted. Netty and Rosy are up, hugging a conple of china dolls, dressed in white Swiss, with pink and blue ribbons. "Land sakes. chillun, git off yer night gownds an' put on yer shoes an' stockin's tireckly," calls out Aunt Maria, putting her head in at the door. "Dat's all truck Bob's tellin' yo. 'Cose dere's a Santa Claus. Seed 'im wid my own eyes. Face all ovah white, whiskah lak you gran'pa. 'Cose dere's a Santa Claus, jis' es tfrue as dere's ghostes, an' dean yo nebbe fawgit hit." NO FIDDLER LIKE HIM. are all put out on the bed in easy reach. Aunt Maria shines the shoes until you can see yourself on their polished surfaces. The boys, in a home-made sleigh, are off for the girls, sometimes five or six miles away. The girls at the house wait for their beaux, who come likewise from the neighboring houses or from the little towns near by. "Zip, sip, ha, ha, hurrah," and up comes a sled with a dozen young folks bound for the party. The sled is a long one, with a wagon box mounted on the cross-beams. Three or four wagons THE FIRST CHRI8TMAS QIFIS^ Make Tdur Gift a Pare One, and Give It with Love. "If you had the wealth of the world yon could not equal that first Christmas gift,'? writes Ruth Ashmore in an article on "Girls and Their Christmas-Giving," in the Ladies' Home Journal. "And you can only imitate it by making your gift a pure one, and giving it with love. You want to share, this Christmastide, your faith, your hope and your charity with those you love. You want to make your very 'good morning' tell of that good morning that came so many hundred years ago when the little £hild first wakened on this earth. You want to think of the gifts that were brought to Him and what they typified. You want to have your heart full of joy, and love, and hope--so full that it will brim over and the rest of the world share it with you. You want to tell, in your speech and in your eyes, and from your heart, of the gladness of the time. You want to make this gladness go out to some one who is in grief. These are the days when you must needs give of your good things, and among all your possessions there is nothing so good as a belief in God and a hope for the future. That was what the little Child came to tell about. Surely the Christmastide is the feast of all others that appeals to women, and as WHEN SANTA CLAUS IS PRESIDENT. 4ft She--I hear you got a little brother fci a New Year's present. Ain't yer glad? i; ; He--Naw! '-k She--Did yer wont a sister? He--NaW. I didn't want no brudder nor no sister neider. I wanted a fightin' org an' a pair o' skates!--Life. MB? m K. m 9KQmi/t'R HKAllT THUMPED MIGHTILY. --a stare with a wink in it--he observes: "Steamer probably delayed, you told me Pefltins?" 4*That's what," is uodded. All hands look savAge at this. Christ­ mas cheer was on its way to them--of that they had been advised by way of Hong Kong a week since--but tho steam­ er was overdue, probably delayed by a ftorjn^ and their holiday cheer from home arrive till New Tear's day. An Aid to Merriment. "My dear," said Mr. Darley to his, wife, "I have decided to have a merry Christ­ mas this year." "I am very glad to hear that. love." "With that purpose in view," Mr. Dar­ ley went on, "I have decided 'not to go with you at all while you are doing your Christmas shopping." At Bethlehem. The children at Bethlehem are told by their mothers that on Christmas Ere a choir of angels always sings above the place where Christ was born. Travelers say that on this evening scores and some­ times hundreds of children may be seen in the open air looking up to the sky, wait­ ing to hear the angels sing. His Sad Fate. "Kind sir," said the beggar, "will you aid me? Once I was worth $50,000, and now I am penniless, sir." "What ruined you?" asked Hojack. "Buying Christmas presents, sir." Thereupon Hojack gave the man a dol­ lar, for be knew how it was himself. dem pigs' feet in de ashes need scrapin' dese two houahs! Git out o' heah! Ef yo' des tek yosefs off, soon'B I get er min- nit's peace, I mek yo' fawty 'leven fingah stalls." As this is what the boys have all been waiting to hear they troop out instantly, making a mental memorandum of "neck- erchers" and bandana "head ha.n'ker- chers" which Aunt Maria wants for Christmas. By 5 o'clock the next morning, while the stars are still shining, the wagons rattle' off to the fields. The jolly face of the country sun lights up myriads of frost diamonds hung on the sparse spears of yellow grass. Along the roads wagons pass in the distance, noiselessly, silhouet­ ted against the sky like toy vehicles, drawn by toy horses. Inside the farmhouse everything is in bustling confusion. The blinds of the spare room have been drawn up to let in a flood of bright winter sunshine. Dis­ trict school has closed for the holidays. The children are in the kitchen stoning raisins, helping pare apples, slyly steal­ ing cake dough, and watching the sau­ sage as it is ground out from the sausage mill in strings. "Ho, ho!" the youngsters suddenly shout in chorus. "Yonder comes Tom Haw-kins, riding up the lane on 'Ole Sor­ rel,' full tilt." Tom dismounts by putting his arms around "Ole Sorrel's" neck and sliding jjown her forelegs to the ground. He is riding bareback. "Our folks is goin' to give a party!" he announced. "When?" shout Bob and the others, in great excitement. "Night 'fore Chris'mas: 'n I'm goin' 'round to tell ever'body, right this morn- ln'!" "Play party?" "Yep! Pa says he don't care fer 'em dancin', but ma says 'at you have to take up the carpets, er have 'em ruint. An* then, ma says she don't know as it's right fer church members." Tom's invitation, delivered with many assurances that "You must be sure to The Young Idea. Bobbie--Papa says Santa Claus leaves more things at the big houses. Freddie--Of course he does. They've vgot bigger chimneys.--Judge., Pleasure and Pain. When we go to a Christmas party. And eorhs are the worst of our woes, We object not to "rings on onr fingers," Bat we Mo to the "belles oh our toes-" have been stripped of their spring seats to equip the sleigh. The bed of the box is filled with hay, which keeps everybody's feet warm. Away the sled whirls, taking a short cut across the bottoms, running counter to rocks and logs under the snow, and almost spilling the whole party out. Out in the open road another sleigh turns in at the crossing ahead. This is the sig­ nal for a race. The horses know it, and give a bound that brings the two wagon boxes abreast of each other. The party is in full Bwing by 8 o'clock, and supper is served by 10. Old Uncle Ben furnishes the music for "snap," "Weevilly Wheat," and all the other rol­ licking games. Uncle Ben begins to "tune up," while everybody shoves his chair back against the side of the wall to clear the center of the floor. "Twa-ang, scr-a- ape, tweedle, leedle, leedle, le-e," goes the fiddle, while Uncle Ben screws his face into a thousand wrinkles. Sometimes, of late, the Hills boys have furnished the music for the parties, much to the disgust of Uncle Ben. He declares that "wen dem boys gits hole o' one o' dem new fan­ gle gityars an' anodder one on 'em goes slap-e-ty bang oq Miss Hawkins' pianner, hit 'em jis' nuff ter mek yo' har stan' on en'. Tain no mo lak music dan beatin' on er dish pan." As 12 o'clock approaches everybody is alert to get everybody else's Christmas gift. This ceremony being over, the party breaks up, the young folks race home, and big and iiitie hang up their stockings in front of the fireplace. Bob is growing skeptical about Santa Claus. He resolves to sleep with one eye open, but weariness overcomes his bright little eyes at last. When Tom wakes tip the hired man is putting a back-log in the fireplace, and^oon the blaze is crackling away on the hXrth. He punches Tim. "Chris'mas gift, Tim, Chris'mas gift! What do you reckon that is sticking ont in the toe of my stocking, Bob?" " 'Norange, I guess." "Like 'nuff. Santa always brings or­ anges." There are raisins and oranges, a rubber the story is told again and again by the bells as they ring, by the carols as they are sung, by the preacher from the pulpit, we know that 'Unto us a Child was born,' and peace and good will reign all over the land. Let peace and good will be in your heart, and from you they will go and spread all over the land. It is to the wom­ en, thank God, that the happiness of the Christmastide specially comes. And wom­ en are generous, else one of them never would have given her Son to die that all might live. She gave to all the world her only Son--the gift that meant eternal life." BRINQINO HOME THE TREE. Mistletoe and Christmas. The connection of mistletoe with Christ­ mas is a very curious one, and far from being a general one. Literature is, per­ haps, mainly responsible for it, in that allusions to a custom--in a great degree purely local--have made a large number of persons interested in the plant. It, moreover, seems that the custom of using it in Christmas decorations depends on two considerations--first, its evergreen habit; and second, the veneration in which it was held by the Druids. The reasons mentioned have no doubt done much to secure for the mistletoe the place which in recent times it has held in Christmas festivities, but it is not so uni­ versally honored at Yuletide as the holly. You may have a very merry Christmas without any mistletoe at all, but to the majority of the people a Ciirisiiuus with­ out a sprig or two of holly would scarcely seem to. he Christmas at all. - Lord of Misrule. Down to the reign of Henry VIII., and occasionally since, a "Lord of Misrule" was appointed to direct the amusements of the English court during the holidays. He presided over the festivities, prepared the games, directed the sports, and saw that the court was kept properly amused during Christmas week. The office was considered highly honorable, and the "Lord of Misrule" was generally some wealthy nobleman who was willing to spend money lavishly in promoting the gaieties of the court. It is of record that during the reign of Elizabeth, Essex, as "Lord of Misrule," spent in one Christ­ mas, season £3,000 of his own money on the court games. Yule Calces. Yule dough, a kind of baby or little image intended to represent the child Je­ sus, made of paste, was formerly baked at Christmas and presented by bakers to their customers "in the same manner as the chandlers gave candles." They are still called Yule cakes in the county of Durham, England. A Feaat In Prospect. Wiggles--How are you fixed for Chris'­ mas? Waggles--Right in clover. 1 made a play dat I was de champion all-'round <fet- er in de northwes' and dey's got up a match fur me. She--I wish Christmas really was a sea­ son of general peace and good will. He-- Well, it might be if somebody hadn't in trodoced the cuatoa of giving Christmas •resents.--Puck. \ ADDRES3 TO FARMERS W. D* HOARD TALKS TO TIONAL CONGRESS. NA- Wlsconaln's Ex-Governor, In Hii An­ nual Address, Dwells ou the Intel­ lectual and Business Bides of Agri- cnltnre--Farm Education a Necessity, Ex-Gov. Hoard of Wisconsin, president of the Farmers' National Congress, in his annual address to that body* at Fort Worth, said: Our agriculture is becoming nationalistic. This farmers' congress Is one' of the proofs of this assertion. We are no longer a-loosely joined^ band of States, "discordant, bellig­ erent. "ThauU God, we are coining to see each other "face to face." VVe are becoming cemented by railroads, navigable rivers. In­ terchangeable products, and a more general commingling of our people. National legis­ lation is taking on thought of this kind in the establishing of experiment stations, the enactment of laws for the better protection of agricultural products against the dishon­ est greed of men who would'adulterate and counterfeit. We are Just beginning to feel as a people that agriculture is an Intellectual as well as a manual pursuit; that from the humblest tenant to the lordliest ranchman progress and profit depend on mental comprehen­ sion of the principles Involved, and an ener­ getic obedience to that knowledge. Compre­ hension means Intellect, obedience means business. Some men are all intellect and no work; others all work and no Intellect. The true farmer unites both. He is both a stu­ dent and a "doer of the word." Some of the questions for this farmers' congress to ask itself are: What can we do in an organized way to get the farmers of this continent to see the necessity of more intellect on the farm? In other words, what can we do to promote farm education? What can this congress do to promote wise legislation In the State and national legis­ latures to this end? What can this congress do as a great force to arrest the tendency of the American farmer to destroy the natu­ ral fertility of his farm? What can we do to arouse public -opinion and the great educa­ tional forces of the country to the import­ ance of teaching the elements of agricul­ ture in the primary schools of the land? Our present system of agricultural educa­ tion Is an Image with a head of brass, a body of iron and feet of clay. We are di­ recting all our energies to the head and not the feet. Our common schools recruit the academy, the college and the university, and they. In turn, recruit every profession but farming. Our young men flee to the towns and cities because we have educated them to do so. Nearly every European country is putting forth strenuous efforts to stop this tendency by teaching the ele­ ments of scientific agriculture In the public schools. It can be done as easily as the teaching of the elements of scientific arith­ metic, or chemistry, or philosophy. A great host of farmers who were deprived of such teaching now find themselves barred from an understanding of much agricultural -liter­ ature. As a consequence they turn from the agricultural college, the bulletin of the experiment station and the farm paper, which Is really worth everything to them. Like all other lines of human thought and action, the American farmer and his farm are going through a process of evolution. The manufacturer feels it; and his capital and enterprise can hardly keep pace with coming changes; statesmanship feels It, for new and difficult problems of government constantly present* themselves, and how to keep center and circumference in harmon­ izing growth is the problem of the day. The railroad magnate feels it and must bow to It. What is the subtle power that Is so mysteriously leavening the whole lump? vIt Is growth of knowledge among the people. Heretofore our vision has been directed al­ most wholly to the price we were to receive for our products. The present tide of evolu­ tion bears us In another direction. We can­ not control prices; the market end of the question is beyond the individual reach.or modification of any farmer. What can he do, what must he do, to increase his profit, for on that hangs his prosperity? This most he do: He must realize that he is no longer a crude producer; he is a manufacturer. He must Invoke science, Invention, better sys­ tem, more thorough organisation among his fellow farmers, more exhaustive study of the underlying principles of his business, Improved methods, everything he can lay hold of, to contribute to a reduction of the cost of production. He is subject to the same economic laws as Is every other manufacturer. The world declares It will have cheap food and cloth­ ing, for this is the humane order of our civ­ ilization. The American farmer Is in the forefront of a merciless competition, for from the soli must come primarily all the food and clothing. He must furnish as good as the best or he will lose the market. He must do this at a living cost and keep up the fertility of the soil, or he and his farm will both perish by the way. The demands of modern civilization are expensive. It costs more to live, educate his children and be,a man among men than it d'd his father fifty years ago. There is but one road out of the difficulty as I can see. He must put more thought Into tills question of the cost of production. Heretofore the cry has been more land, uutil the farm has become bigger than the farmer. This makes expensive farming. The necessities of the hour say make the faritier bigger than the farm. The Farmers' National Congress Is needed as an organized body of opinion to promote as best It can national legislation in support o< the Department of Agriculture. Our present Secretary of Agriculture is doing what he can to Introduce American food products Into foreign markets and promote their consumption. That department should have the authority and means to employ, under Its own direction, commercial agents In every food market |n the world. Den­ mark sends its agents to England to receives, guard and took afier its shipments of butter and bacon. Canada' is doing the same. There Is no reason better than traditional) abstraction why the United States should not show the same good business sense. Be­ sides, there Is a great trade awaiting us at our very doors in the sister republics of the southern part of this continent. Can we say or do anything here which will move our national legislature into work of a practical character, In the way of mail subsidies to a Hue of American sliip£ sailing direct from southern ports to South American ports? I. hope we can. It is a reproach to the practi­ cal statesmanship of the American people that something has not been done of this character. This congress van do something In the way of aiding the greater efficiency of the State experimental stations, some of which are hardly more than lodging-houses for politicians. It can stand up and rebuke, in no measured tones, the prostitution of agri­ cultural necessities and progress to political favoritism. It can and should demand of the national government the taxation to extinction of all counterfeit food products. An Imitation Is a counterfeit, and a counter- felt is a fraud, and should have.no rights before the law as against an honest product of the farm. No matter bow many hired chemists assert to the contrary, counterfeit food products are a menace to the health of the public and the prosperity of the farmer and the natios. Telegraphic Brevities. Jesse 3. Jones, postmaster at 'Morgan- field, Ivy., expired of heart trouble. Gen. ButterfieSd and Capt. Mahan fa­ vor a military system of government for Porto Ilico and the Philippines. The world's corn crop approximates 2.000,000,000 bushels annually, of which America produces 82 per cent. The United States collier Abarondo, af­ ter coaling the Oregon and IowMat Bahia, Brazil, has gone to St. Thomas. Gen. Garcia and his associates have de­ cided to ask the Government to guarantee pay for the Cuban army, so it may dis­ band. Dealers in Denmark are complaiuing of the impurities in the corn shipped there from Baltimore, Philadelphia and New York. The insurrection which is said to be spreading in the Visayas Islands is re­ ported from Sprnish sources to be against 'the Americans. PRE8IDENT IN THE SOUTH- Head# the Monater Military aitd i Jubilee Parade at Atlanta. tile second day of the Atlanta Mice Jubilee opened auspiciously. The crowds were enormous, excursion trains arriving at short intervals from all directions. l?he ovation given President McKinley at the capitol the previous day by the members of the Legislature was the greatest recep­ tion ever given an American citiseil In Atlanta, and his speech having relation to the care of Confederate dead fired the hearts of Southerners with admiration for the chief executive. The President la his speech said; * j « ?t<r. p \ ' Sectional lines no longer mar' the ^a® of the United States. The Union is once u|ore the common atlas of our love and loyalty, our devotion and sacrifice. The old flag again waves over us in peace, with new glories, which your sons and ours this year have added to its sacred folds. The mem­ ory of the dead will be a precious legacy and the disabled will be the.nation's care. A nation which cares for Its disabled sol­ diers, as we have always done, will never lack defenders. The national cemeteries for those who fell In battle are proof that the dead as well as the living bave our love. What an army of silent sentinels we have, and with what loving care their graves, are lf*pt! Every soldier's .grave made during oifr unfortunate civil waf % HS to American valor. And while when tftose graves were made we differed widely about the future of this Government, these differ­ ences were long ago settled by the arbitra­ ment. of arms: and the time has now come, In the evolution of ssntim»nt %pd feeling under the providence of (iod, when in the spirit of fraternity we should aha re with you in the care of the graves of the Confed­ erate soldiers. The cordial feeling now happily existing between the North and the south prompts this gracious act, and if it needed further Justification it is found In the gallant loyal­ ty to the Union and the flag so conspicuous­ ly shown in the year just passed by the sons and grandsons of these heroic dead. What a glorious future awaits us if united­ ly, wisely and bravely we face the new problems now pressing upon ue, determined to solve them for right and humanity'.'1 The feature of the second dftJC pif 'the jubilee was the monster civic and military parade. Six thousand infantry, 10,000 school children, 400 carriages containing 1,600 people, 1.000 lumbers of secret or­ ders, 500 Confederate vetefahs, wider command of Gen. Joe Wheeler, 1,000 la­ boring ihen, 100 officers and marshals, 12 bands, 100 Grand Army men, a squad of policemen, 200 mounted police, members of the Young Men's Christian Association and Ministers' Evangelical Association, 200 members of the Capital City Club and Fulton Club, the Atlanta fire department and representatives of 500 civic organisa­ tions from all parts of the Sonth took part in the parade. f The President and other distinguished guests in carriages were at the head ot the pageant. They were escorted by the Third New Jersey and Fifteenth Pennsyl­ vania regiments, which came from their winter camp at Athens for the occasion. The President was compelled to bow al­ most continuously to the cheers from the crowded sidewalks and the windows of the buildings along the line of march. A roar of welcome denoted the position of Gen. Joe Wheeler and his band of caval­ rymen who followed him through the civil war, and the wizened leader at times was compelled to force his horse through throngs of would-be worshipers who blocked his path. WARSHIPS FOR TH£ PACIFI0. Yosemite Will Join Dewey's Fle&t-- Badgrer Goes to Hawaii. Thfe Yosemite and the Badger have been ordered to the Pacific, the former via Suez canal and the latter via Cape Horn. The Yosemite will go directly to Manila and join Dewey's fleet. Its moderate draught and great steaming radius espe­ cially fit it for protracted cruises among the islands. The Badger, is destined for duty as station ship at Hawaii, although it may make frequent trips between those islands and San Francisco and may be utilized to carry* troops back and forth. BIG DEMAND OF FILIPINOS. Insurgent* Ask Uncle Pam $20,Q(]Qr OOO for Release of Priaoners. There is great^ irritation at-Madrid at the continued refusal of the Filipinos to release the Spanish prisoner^, who are said to exceed 10,000 in number'^ The insurgents are now demanding that Spain pay as a ransom for these prisoners the $20,000,000 which she is to receive ac­ cording to the terms of the peace treaty from the United States as compensation for money expended in the betterment of the Philippine Islands. NEED FIFTY THOUSAND MEN. TJlii* Number Will Be Beqnl ' Maintain Of-fler in Cuba. Adjt. Gen. Corbin told the House Mili­ tary Committee that the Cuban evacua­ tion commission, Gens. Wade apd But­ ler and Rear Admiral Sampson, stated that an army of 50,000 men was requisite to maintain order in Cuba.* Maj. Gen. Miles appeared before the Senate Appropriations Committee and was questioned regarding important items in the war deficiency bill. CHARGE OF HIGH TREASON. Aguinaldo'a staff Chief Arrested for SmugElliiK Arms Into Luzon* The steamship Alameda, which arrived at San Francisco Wednesday, brought news of the arrest at Manila of Col, L. M. Johnson, chief of Aguinaldo's staff uud an old Honolulu resident, for high treason. He will be tried by United States court martial. Johnson is charged w»tb smug­ gling 40,000 small arms and four Krupp guns into the island of Luzon for the use of the insurgents. The army of occupation at Porto Bieo is expected to be reduced to 5,000 men. > « The whole number of American troops to be sent to Cuba will not exceed 25,000 men. The guard around the imperial palaee at Berlin has been doubled, and no one is al­ lowed to enter the court yard. Colored Editor Manley, who wat com­ pelled to leave Wilmington, N. G., will publish his paper in New York. Mrs. Sampson, wife of the admiral^ la to be presented, with an elegant loving at|> - by the officers who served under her hus­ band. The stockmen of Colorado and adjoin­ ing States have figured out that the wolves eat $100 worth of their property apiece each year. John Grady, an employe of tthe Bald­ win Hotel at San Francisco, died from heart failure, the result of fright during the recent fire. Mrs. Jacob McCellocher died at her home in Golden City, Mo., from the effects of burns. Her night clothes caught fire at a stove while she was caring for a sic|c baby. Near Haywood, Ark., LilHe Johnson, a negress, killed her husband with a shovel, crushing his skull. She hid the remains, which were discovered. Her arrest fol­ lowed. / ̂ At Clarksx-ille, Tenn., the deqWon for the defend a nt^jp UheJK,0® JJ^BRaga suit of R. W. Moto of i'Marua/ Tenn., against Kendrick & "Runyon, tobacco warehousemen & - V̂ .,1