National Republican. (Washington City (D.C.)) 1872-1888, 1874-10-14
INCIDENT CONNECTED.

WITH BISHOP LEES DEATH
A private letter from Davenport, Iowa, re-
cefved in Boston, contains the following:
eve have been very anxious the last. two.
weeks over the illness Of Bishop Lee, which
terminated in his death. on Saturday morning.
The whole community are saddened by the
event. Some two months ago he got up in the
night and took bath, and on returning to his
room he made a mistake and stepped off loRR-
fight Of stairs, and landed at the foot with a
tremendous crash, asrhe was very heavy,
weighing over 200 pounds. It aroused the
whole family, and Mrs. Lee and Carrie sprang
from their beds, and, lighting each a candle,
went to see what had happened, and found
the Bishop lying on the floor of the entry.
He got Up, however, without aid, and seemed
to have received no injury except a few
slight bruises, though his right hand was
q little famed. Mr.. H. and myself called
on him two days after, and while telling US
the circumstance of the fall he mentioned this
coincidence He had letter i'm his hand,
which he had Just received from his son Henry,
living at Kansas City. His. son wrote Are
you we'll; for last night I had dream that
troubles me. heard a crash, and starting up
said to my wife, 'Did you hear that crash?''
dreamed that father had a fall and was dead.
l got up and looked at my watch and it was
2 o'clock. / could not sleep again, so vivid
hear from home. The Bishop said that he was.
not superstitiOus, hut he thought it remarka-
BILE that Henry should have had the dream at
the very hour OF the same night that the acct
dent occurred. The difference in the time
there and here is just fifteen minutes, and it
was 2:15 by his watch, making i at the same
moment. It was as if he had actually heard.
the. fall. And the fall finally caused the.
Bishops death. His hand became intensely
painful, and gangrene set in, which, after two
weeks of suffering, terminated his life"
WHERE Boys MARBLES CONE FROs..
Not far from Salzburg, Austria, is a great
mountain, which consists Of nothing but beau
tiful marble. The stonemasOns cut our blocks
and columns of it, take them to the great city,
and build palaces and fine. houses of them
But what becomes of the little pieces which
are broken of, and which are so small that the
great people cannot use them? These areiOr
the children! Out of them are made the little
marble balls-playing marbles. How this is
done, let me tell you: From this same Rsun-
tain several brooks flow down into the valley
below. Their waters rush down from one
shelf Of rock to another, and from countless
little waterfalls. By the side of these little
falls numerous small mills have been placed
In each of these the water drives a little flying
wheel. Underneath the barrel Of the wheel is
a round grinding-stone. This milestone turns
IN q stone trough, into which fresh water Is
constantly splashing. The larger bits of marble
are broken with hammer into rough, an
gular pieces about as large as walnILs, No
child would care to play with these stones;
they are sharp-eornered, jagged, and gray and
dusty besides. They are thrown intothe stone
mill-trOugh with water, and the milestone be-
gins to turn. Now the angular stones. have
long, merry dance; they hop and skip and
stumble over one another, and whirl round
in a circle; they crash and beat and CRATE upon
each other all day and night long. At last
they become so small that the millstones in
the trough takes no more hold of them, and
the little mill stands still. The little stones
are ready. The milestone is Iifted-there they
lie, hundred or more, all together, and one
Just as pretty as another. They are perfectly
round; all corners and rougAness are gone
The marbles now only need polishing. Then
the child gets them and plays all kinds OF
games with them.