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The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1878-07-25

THE "THIKTY" CLASS
The next race horses VI the ESQ Glass; o
purse OF $500 being offered. There were tour con-
testa3ts:-R ). Bcnt's bay marc Myrtle Alden Cold
smiths brown geding Oscar g. Spauldng's bay geld
ing Dio aud j. D. Willis bay geding tommy Norwood
Myrtle had the call in tho pools as avorlte aud sue
had the about all her own way. Getting good
start IN the first easily lod tue other horses
trottng the mile almost without break In the sec
ond and third heats Myrtle was pressed at times ny
Do but she took the honors without great dihculty
Oscar did we'll one heat getting second place.
SUMMARY.
SANE DAy-Purse OF $500 Tor 2 80 horses, 5000 10
the rs 500 the second 500 10 the tnird and $40
to the fourth horse mile heats three in I'VE, In har
ness.
X. :. Bent's (Boston) b. m. Myrtle..... ..... l
G. spauding's Lawrence, Mass.) b. g. DID,. 2 2
A. Godsmith's New York; br. T. Oscar.......
]. y. Wniis' (Miedletown, N. H. b. 6. Tommy
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WEST SIDE PAAK.

Purses were offered for trottng ana running horses
the West Side Park yesterday. The attendance
The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1878-07-25
CREEDMOOR.

Referss-Mr w. A. Dunlap.
Time OF shooting, four hours ana ten minutes
The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1878-07-25

Alter short intermssson, 30 ~ 70 allow the play.
srs dismount and rest their ponies play was again
resumed. Mr. Howard Stokes made the opening shot,
ana The ball returned 10 the centre by Mr.. Her.
bert just In time to DO sent back spinning by back
handler from Mr.. Stokes when was clevery stopped
BY Mr.. G. A. Robbins. Mr. Stokes and MI:
considerable applause. Alter u hard fight near the
reds' goal Mr. stokes got tue ball out of the crowd
and In thrco straight hits changed The run Of tue
game. Tho blues made an obstinate resistance in
front OF the goal, but Mr.. stokes not 10 be de.
prived Of his hard-carnod Isurcls and the nrst
game Tor the reds making the score stand eur Tor the
Inn far lha ra.ia
The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1878-11-14
Battle of the BOaS.

cincinnati CummcrCitnI
In the afternoon Of Saturday there
was an exciting scene in the house at
the Geological Garden occupied by the
dozen huge boa constructors recently
imported from South America. One Of
the snakes had crept up the branch of
the tree that was occupied by another.
At this the one with pre-cmpted claim
to this particular resting place seemed
to take serious Oicnse, for it suddenly,
having taken two three tight coisaround
the limb, archcd its neck, and with
lightning-like Hastings of its tongue
shot forth its head and buried one of its
rangs in the skin of the other at about
its middle. The bitten boa instead of
striking back, Immediately let go its
hold on the limb, and dropped OIL, its
entire length of nine feet hanging down,
partly in the air and partly on the floor.
1t was held thus by the fangs of the at
lacking boa, that remained caught in a
loop of the skin, This placed both
snakes ina position of pain. The biter's
neck was pulled out as taut as stick
by the weight that it could not shake
off, and its jaws were wrenched wide
apart. 1t seemed that it either lacked
the instinct to release itself of its coils
on the limb, or was prevented from so
doing by the strain. The other snake,
evidently suffering from the wounds and
the strain on its skin, was writhing in
pain, with its tail on the floor and its
body and neck squirming in the air.
Occasionally it would raise its head as
if to strike the other onein the neck,
but was not observed to do so. AT last
one of the attendants opened the door,
and with stick raised up the lower
snake in such way that it managed to
wiggle OIL that ugly hook. The other
snake then dropped to the floor. IT ap-
peared to be suffering greatly, and there
is fear that it may die. The bitten snake
does not seem to suffer much.
The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1878-11-14
WOman's Fifth i'm Glue,

1t is the firm belief of woman that
everything can be mended by glue, or
by some other adhesive mixture. There
is no possible breakage which furniture
can undergo which she will not boldly
attempt to repair with whatever sticky
material happens to be at hand. There
is nothing more beautiful and pathetic
than the unfaltering trust placed by a
pure, good woman in mucilage, A man
may become hardened by long years of
vice and wickcdness, but when he sees 4
woman try to fasten broken leg to the
dining-room table with mucilage, he is
melted to tears. 1t is certainly strange
that this faith in mucilage should not be
in the least degree shaken by thou
sand failures. Experience, like argu-
ment, has no effect in leading woman
to doubt the efficacy of that feeble and
pretentious gum, and she will 90 on try
ing to stick together broken pianos and
wrecked bedsteads, though she has never
known mucilage to stick anything to-
gether with any permanence, except the
hair of troublesome children.
With the cruel and heartless purpose
of playing upon the hottest emotions of
the female heart, certain depraved per-
sons have from time to time put upon
the market bottles of alleged glue,
which they have represented to be cap
able of sticking anything together, from
two halves of a lead pencil up to the
broken pieces of a steamers shaft. Mill
ions of money have been paid out for
these delusive bottles by trusting women,
but the mixture which they contained
was found to be as faithless as mucilage
Doubtless there were things which it
could mend, but for any of the capital
operations, such as the gluing of the
back of an upright chair to its seat, or
the fastening of loose door,knob to the
Interpretations in which women take
peculiar delight was useless. Its
power for evil is, however, nearly gone,
formost women have lost all faith in it,
and have returned to mucilage with
more confidence than ever.
The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1878-11-14
The Gunner's Story.

10, U, Adams, in Detroit fgto ff'SH'l
Didn't know Bill Simmons, Ell? He
be onged ter Battery b when wee were
stationed down on the Rappahannock,
N sech plucky chap ez tibet same Bill
Simmons wuz yer never did see. lie
used ter be a prize-hghter, Bill did, N
wuz allerf in fer scrimmage among
the battery boys whenever there was u
chance. When he couldn't find n white
man ter fight he'd hire the cap'n's mig"
ger ter come out n buck heads" N
tibet ERE niger would sneak outen it
the paIest N sickest lookin' darkey yer
ever sot yer two eyes onter.
Wall, this ERE Bill wuA wounded at
Bull Run, struck by piece er she'll in
the arm, n though the force on t
wuan't enough ter take his arm clean
off, 'twuz enough ter smash the bone all
ter flinders. The surgin dressed the
wound. n derned if he didn't pick nigh
onter the hull err thct ere bone clean
outcn his arm, N what's more, BiIPs
arm healed up sound cz a dollar, n
though it looked sorter queer n shrunE
up like. twas better N a wooden one by
long chalk. The hand wuH all right,
but consarn my pictcr if cf his fist
wuzn't doubled up tighter n Il drum
Yer see, Bill wuz Jest mad at the time
he wuz struck by tibet ERE shell, n had
his hand clinched, N eff you'll b'Iicye
it, stranger, yer could no more hey got
the fingers cr tibet ERE hand open
than yer could fly, so yer see when his
arm healed up the cords II otncw,
kinder set like, N left his duke doubled
up fer good,
Stopped his fghtin', ehl Don't yc,
! b'licve yerself, stranger; tibet ere IeIle
he'd Jest been pinin' fer a Sight all thu
time he wuz laid up w.,n tibet arm, I
after he got out he came round kinde
sassy like N tried ter pick quarrc
with some er the boys. Wall, three o
four on 'cm went fer him. so ter speak
thinking they could git satisfaction fe
some err the old lckin's tibet he used te
give 'em. but they missed thei
recknin', now, N don't yer forgit it
tibet ere shrunk up arm Cr Bills jes
rcvolycd round like n shillaly Al
Donnybrook fair, strikin' right N left
N over his shoulder, sideways, N in al
directions Jest like sIungshot, ycl
know, N less N three minutes then
lellers were laid out, N Bill wuz je,
whoopin fer somebody else ter sit down
onter. Oh, he wuz jest one on EN-
Bill wuz! Fact, stranger; eff yer don
believe it, ask Captain ----, of ole
The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1878-11-14
A Woman Attends Her Own Inquest.

In Mondays issue of the Cincinnati
Commercial was given an account OF a
body being found in the canal, and OF Il
bystander's supposiion that the remains
were those of Mrs. Schrand. Theinquest
was brought to sudden termination, as
will be shown further on.
John Ocster, living at 1l5 Sycamore
street, testified that he had known the
deceased for eighteen years. Her name
was Louisa Schrand, and she had lived
in his house. The deceased had been
abandoned by her husband some time
before her death
The next witness, Christian Ricten-
stahl, stated that his acquaintance with
the deceased had extended ovcra period
of eleven year,
A canal-boat hand named Herman
Gruthans next testified. He had seen
the deceased Monday evening last,
walking along the canal bank near Camp
Washington, with a man who follows
the same calling as himself, He after
wards found Il hat and shawl lying
on the bank near the old Brighton
House.
Great CONSERVATION was produced AT
this point in the proceedings, by the
sadden entrance of Mrs. SChrand-the
supposed dead woman--in full posses
sion of all her faculties and apparently
in state of virtuous Indignation at thl'
attempt to hold an inquest on her while
she was still among the quick. The et
feet was startling and dramatic. Wit
ncsses rubbed their eyes and pinched
themselves to make sure that they were
not suffering under - CHASTITY nightmare
and the knees of the experienced
Coroner's clerk, smote fire under thu
desk. The scene was parallel to tina
in the cold Curiosity shop" whei
Quilp, imagined to be deiunct, appears
without warming, in 4 room where hi
ill-treatcd wife and her legal friends
Sallie and Sampson Brass, are indulg
ing in Il Bacchanalan orgie over tn
| happy event.
The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1878-11-14
GLEANLNGS FROM TIE MUSE.
A MODERN sCHOOL.TEACHER.

Twas Saturday night, and the teacher sat
Alone, her task pursuing;
She averaged this and she averaged that
OF all her class was doing,
She .eCkOned percentage, 80 many boys,
And 70 many girls all counted,
And marked all the tardy and absentecs,
And TO what all the absence amounted.
Names and residences wrote In full,
over many columns and pages;
Canadian, TeutOnic, African, Celt,
And averaged all their ages,
The date Of admission of every one,
And cases Of hagelation;
Aud prepared u list Ct graduates
For the county examination.
Her weary head sank low on her book,
And her weary heart still lower;
For some Of hcrpupils had little brain,
And she could not furnish more.
She slept, she dreamed II seemed she died,
And her spirit went TO Hndes;
And they met her there with q question fair,
state what per cent. your grade Ii, "
Ages had slowly rolled away,
Leaving but partial traces
And the teachers spirit walked ore day
In the old familiar places.
A mound of fossilizcd school reports
Attracted her observation,
As high az the State-house DOME and as wide
AS Boston since annexation.
She came to the spot where they buried her
bones,
And the ground was well built over;
But lahorers, digging, threw out skull
once planted beneath the clover.
a disciple of Galen wandering by,
Paused TO look at the diggers,
and plucking the skull up, looked through
the eye,
And saw it was lined with figures.
"Iur rs | thought" said the young NJ D.;
" How easy il is to kill 'cm!
Statistics osshed every fold
" ccrebrum and Corcbelum,"
"Its great curiosity, sure, said Pat,
" by the bones you can tell the croaturoW
"Oh, nothing strange" said the doctor;
" that
Was aninetcenth.century teacher"
The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1878-11-14
An Illusion or a Mirage.

While a gentleman was at work in
his fields, he happened to glance toward
the sky, which was cloudleSs, and saw,
apparently, about half mile off in a
westerly direction, an Opaque substance,
resembling a white horse, with head,
neck, limbs, and tail clearly defined,
swimming in the clear atmosphere. 1t
appeared to be moving its limbs as If
engaged in swimming, moving its head
from side to side, always ascending at
an angle of about forty-fve degrees. He
rubbed his eyes to convince himself
that he was not dreaming, and looked
again; but there it was, still apparently
swimming and ascending in ether. He
called to the men, about one hundred
yards off, and told them to look up and
tell him what they saw. They declared
they saw white horse swimming in
the sky, and were badly frightened.
Our informant, neither superstitious
nor nervous, sat down and watched the
phantasm (if we may so call it) until it
disappeared in space, always going in
the same direction and moving in the
same manner. No one can account for
the mirage, or illusion, except upon the
uneven state of the atmosphere. 1llu.
sions of different appearance have
been seen at different times in the same
vicinity, frightening the superstitiou'
and laughed at by the skeptical.
The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1878-11-14

and size and color. Her eyes had been
riveted upon it as the sinewy hand, at
the wrist of which it ended, grasped her
dying husbands throat, She had learnt
it off by heart; she could not be de-
ceived. Though years had rolled away,
that horrible marked arm was not to be
forgotten or mistaken for any other,
Suddenly Colonel HUMPHREYS felt
himself grasped by hand that, small as
it was, had the fierce clutch of tigers
claw. The fingers closed over that red
mark-a white face came close to his,
You are my husbands murderer"
Kissed voice in his ear.
Then the two stood staring at each
other. He made no denial. He only
looked down at the red mark upon his
arm, and cursed it aloud.
How dared you to make love to me"
she gasped. "YOu-"
Because loved you," he said. "Wo-
man, if had not fallen in love with
you that night, ] would have killed you
also. 1t was risking my life to spare
you, with your screams calling men to
NUM- me uOWn-
60, if you had but killed me then"
she moaned.
Well, am at your mercy now" he
said.
She answered:
"You can kill! wish you would. |
pray do it, You killed my husband,
The murderer Of my husband must be
brought to justice, and yesterday,
nay, an hour ago-I loved you! O, God,
pity mel | have loved this man, this
thief, who came in the night to rob my
husband, and who murdered him."
She remembered saying this After.
wards strange drowsiness overcame
her. She seemed to let go her hold upon
the world. She family recognized the
fact that Colonel HUMPHREYS knelt at
her feet and kissed her hands. Then
there were blank hours, and strange, wild
dreams, and she awakened in the twi
light and found herself bound fast to a
great armchair, long cords about her
arms tying her hands and combining her
feet.
So her servants found her; but she
was the only living being in the great
house. Colonel HUMPHREYS and his two
black servants had vanished, no one
knew whittier.
The empty bottle of chloroform on the
foor-the fact that he had left little be-
hind him, and that he had always kept
his money in form that left him free
to leave the country at any time, all
proved that detection had been pre-
pared for. And he was never traced
or had the means to bride those who
were set upon his track.
Ida Halifont lived through it all. She
lives to-day in the quiet house beside
the river, but no one has ever seen her
smile since that hour. No one will ever
see her smile again; and from her deep
est slumbers she often starts in terror
fancying that she sees uplifted mena
cingly above that cruel, terrible arm
marked with the blood-red stain. There
is no hope of happiness for her, for she
never can forget that this arm has alst
embraced her.
The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1878-11-14
OUR STORY TELLER.
THE MARKED ARM.

Click! In the dead of the night a
sharp sound wakened Mrs. Halifont
The room was dark. Not even a CLEAN
of moon or starlight fell through the
curtains of the windows. 1t was very
strange sound indeed, but she saw moth
ing, heard nothing more.
She sat up, leaning on her dimpled
left elbow, and put out her right hand
and touched her husbands shoulder.
He lay upon his pillow sound asleep,
and did not waken at her touch.
at must have been dream" said
Mrs. Halifont; and her young head
she was only the bride of a year-nestled
down again closer to her husbands
arm, and she slept again.
Click!
This time the sound did not arouse
Mrs. Halifont. 1t was her husband who
awakened. He did not pause to listen,
but grasped the revolver beneath his
pillow and jumped out of bed at once.
In an alcove in the next room stood a
safe which contained money and valua-
bles 1t was not one of the wonderful
new safes which defy fire and burglars,
but an old one that had been in the
family a long while. Mr.. Halifont
knew on the instant that some one was
opening this safe.
A man OF courage, a man who never
hesitated in the face of danger-One,
too, who had warm regard for his
worldly possessions. Mr.. Halifont strobe
,,,tz, r,b ha
breakers were at work, and run
ming in the dark against powerful
man, tackled him at once.
The light of lantern flashed across
the ROOM There were two more men.
Three against one.
The. sound of blows, struggling, and
the reports of pistol, aroused the
young wife once more. Amidst her ter
ror she had the good sense to light the
gas. 1t shOne upon spectacle of hor-
ror. Her husband, weltering in his
blood, wrestling with gigantic man,
whose features we're concealed by mask
of black Grape; man, the upper part
of whose person was clothed only in a
knitted wooden shirt, of some dark color,
with sleeves that left his great arm bare.
On the right one, the one which
clutched Mr.. Halifont's throat, was a
red mark or brand, scar. birth-mark.
1t would have been impossible for Mrs.
Halifont, even in a calmer moment to
tell what it was; but it indelibly i'm
pressed itself upon her mind, as she
bravely cast herself into the struggle,
and fought with all her might to drag
the horrible hand from her husbands
throat, screaming all the while for aid:
A blow, kick would have silenced
her. The burglar must have known that;
but there are very bad men who could
not use violence toward woman to save
their own lives. This man could not
His companions had flown with theii
booty; help might have arrived at any
moment. With great effort he
wrenched himself from the clutch Of
his victim, and let go his throat, ant
sped away. # was not too soon. As
.istance arrived, now that it was too
late, but Mr. Halifont did not live Z
tell the story. He was MORTAL,
wounded His young wife watched b,
The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1878-11-14
4 PiihY Reply.

Some forty or fifty years ago a Ven
etian squadron commanded by Emo, a
Captain OF reputation, anchored in a
little bay near the village of Calouri, in
Corfu, one of the most secluded spots in
the world, inhabited by race of most
primitive people, whose only produce
was pitch, which they obtained of very
excellent quality from the pines that
covered their soil. Emo had heard of
this famous pitch, and sent by special
messenger letter conceived in the
usual magniloquent style of Venetian
official documents, requiring and en-
treating "the Syndicks, Primates or
Governors, as they might style them
selves, of the loyal village of Calouri,
as faithful and industrious friends and
allies, in the name of themost ilustrious
Republick, to consign to his trusty mes
senger twelve barrels of the said com
modify called pitch, in lieu whereof he,
in the name of the Republick, promised,
agreed and offered to give any remuner-
alton that might be required, provided
always, that the same should be within
the bounds of moderation. And pray
ing that all prosperity, etc, etc" The
old men of the village, who had never
heard of Emo or of Venice, assembled
under the trees, where debates were al
ways held they turned the letter over
and over, wondering why Emo or any
other mortal should send such string
of compliments to handful of poor
peasants, and at last Ito come to the end
Of the story an answer was written and
sent, in these words: I'VE, of Calouri,
to Emo, the Admiral; send us your
money, and you shall have our pitch
THE Detroit Free Press man has been
at the races, but he didn't strike on the
winning horse, and hence in the anguish
Of his soul, remarks: IL would seem
that the only way to secure an honest
horse race in this country Us to turn the
horses loose on the track, mob the pool
sellers. egg the judges, and throw the
drivers over the fence"
The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1878-11-14
Anecdotes of Bismarck.

Here are two characteristic anecdotes
of Bismarck. The other evening, as he
and his wife were walking out at Kissen-
gen, they saw Il family evidently anx-
ious to get good view of the ChanccI-
Tor. who was Just about to turn down a
private path, which he would reach be-
fore his admirers met him. The young
est daughter started forward, leaving
the rest behind The Princess noticed
the girls timid boldncss, and whispered
to her husband, who at once turned
aside and sat down ON rustic bench by
the roadway till the girl had passed
them, when, rising, he bowed his state
lest bow to her, and with friendly
Good evening, miss" turned down the
secluded path, leaving his girlish adj
mirer in rapturcs. At Berlin, during
the conferences of 1876 between the
three Chancellors, Prince Gortschakotl
made particularly able, not to say tie.
dious, OK position of Russia position and
policy, to which Bismarck listened in
tently; indeed, at last he was seen to
take up pencil and make copious notes
of the speech, Il fact which surprised
Count Andrassy. After the conference
was over Prince Bismarck showed him
his notes. Page after page of paper was
covered thus: "P-pO-pom-pomp---
po-pomp-pompo-P," and so on
md jUHUHylg
The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1878-11-14
The Human Race,

A statistician in England, in studying
generation of million of people from
birth to death, finds that one-fourth Of
them die before they reach five years;
less than Gne-twenty-eighth between five
and ten years; in the next five years
the morality is lower than at any pc
Rod; in the next five years an increase,
especially among wOmen-the influence
of dangerous occupations begins to be
seen in the death-rate. Eight times us
many men As women die violent deaths.
This is perceptible for twenty years.
Consumption is prevalent, and accounts
for one-half of the deaths from twenty
to forty-fve. From thirty-fve to forty
five the effect of the wear and tear of the
system are seen. At forty-fve the mill
ion il lessened to four hundred and
twenty-one thousand one hundred and
fifteen-death-rate increasing rapidly.
About one-sixth of the million is left at
seventy-fve, at eighty-fve only thirty
eight thousand FIVE hundred and sixty
five are left, and at one hundred two
hundred and two are left. At fifty
three, men and women surviving are
about equal in number, and from fifty
five onward the women exceed the men.
WHERE there's a will, there's plea of
The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1878-11-14

KING HUMBERT of Italy is very pale
and thin, and his chest, they say, is
affected. He devotes portion of his
time daily to the investigation Of the
financial affairs of his father, who has
left troublesome crop of unpleasant
monetary claims behind him. A special
secretary attends to this business. Know
ing very well that Humbert is averse to
any public scandals the Roman tradesmen
are exorbitant in their claims for lux
uries supplied to the ladies of the late
kings establishment The ladies refuse
To pay, on the plea that the debts be-
long to the dead king, and in some IN,
stance, the bills have only been settled
when initiatory proceedings have been
commenced in the civil courts.