The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1880-07-08

Alt VIII D BlVIy UOIIOWSO 1FOlW ABOVE,
On al the old man bends glance Of love;
The last strife comes, and LIES goal yet near
swell meet again. " prophetic. speaks the tear.
TAKING IT COoLLY.
Some of many instances of extraordi-
nary coolness in the midst of danger and
otherwise that have been recorded are
here offered to our readers, together with
some amusing sayings and doings. When
gallant Ponsonby lay grievously wound
ed OH the field of Waterloo, lie forgot
his own plight while watching an en-
counter between q couple of French Ian
GERS and one of his own men, cut off
from his troops. As the Frenchmen came
down upon Murphy, he, using his sword
as if it were a shillelagh, knocked their
lances alternately aside again and again.
Then suddenly setting spurs to his horse,
he galloped off at full speed, his eager
foes following in hot pursuit, but not quite
neck and neck. Wheeling around at cx-
actly the right moment the Irishman,
rushing ut the foremost fellow, parted
his lance and struck him down. The
second, pressing on to avenge his COM
rade, was cut through diagonally by
Murphy's sword, falling to the earth
without a groah', while the victor
scarcely glancing at his handiwork,
trotted off, whistling "The Grinder"
Towards the close of the battle of
Inkermann, Lord Raglan, returning
from taking leave of General Strangways,
met a sergeant carrying water for the
wounded. The sergeant drew himself
up to salute, when round shot came
bounding over the hill and knocked his
forage cap out of his hand. The man
picked it up, busted it, placed it carefully
on his head and made the salute, not a
muscle Of his countenauce moving the
while. "A neat thing that, my man 7"
said Lord Raglan. dyes, my lord" re-
turned the sergeant with another salute,
"but a miss is as good as mile" The
commander was probably not surprised
by such an exhibition of GOODNESS. being
himself good that way. He was badly
hurt at Waterloo, and says the Prince Of
Orange, who was in the hospital, II was
not conscious Of the presence of Lord
Fit2roy Somerset until heard him call
out, in his ordinary tone, 'Hollo! Don't
carry that arm away until have re-
moved my ringw Neither wound nor
operation had extorted q. groan from
his lips"
The Indian prides himself upon taking
good or i'll in the quietest of ways, ana
from a tale told in Mr.. MarshalPs "Cana-
dian Dominion" his civilized half.broth-
or would seem to be equally Unconditional.
Thanks mainly to certain Metis or half
breed in the service of the Hudson Bay
company, a Sioux warrior was found
guilty Of stealing horse, and con-
lemned to pay the animals value by i'll
stallments at one of the company's forts.
On paying the last installment he re-
ceived his quittance from the man who
had brought him to justice, and left the
Office. A few moments later the Sioux
returned, advanced on his noiseless mos.
casions within pace of the writing
table, and leveled his musket full at the
halfbreed's head. Just as the trigger
was pulled, the Metis raised the hand
with which he was writing and lightly
touched the muzele of the gun the shot
passed over his head, but his hair was
singed off in a broad mass. The smoke
clearing away, the Indian was amazed to
see that his enemy still lived. The other
looked him full in the eyes for an in
slant, and quietly resumed his writing.
The Indian silently departed unpuHued,
those who would have gwen chase, being
stopped by the half-breed with, "Go
back to your dinner, and leave the affair
to me"
When evening came, few whites,
curious to see how the matter would end,
accompanied the Metis to the Sioux en-
campment. At a certain distance he
babe them wait, and advanced alone to
the Indian tents. Before one of these
sat crouched the baffled savage, singing
his own death-hymn to the tom-ton. He
complained that he must now say good
bye to wife and child, to the sunlight, to
his gun and the chase. He told his
friends in the spirit-land to expect him
that night, when he would bring them
all the news of their tribe. He swung
his body backward and forward as he
chanted his strange song, but never once
glanced up not even when his foe
sPurned him with his foot. He only
sang on and awaited his fate. Then the
alf:breed bent his head and spat down
on the crouching Sioux and turned leis.
urely away-* crueller revenge than if
he had shot him dead.
1t il not given to every one to play the
philosopher, and accept fortunes butfets
and favors with equal placidity. Hora-
tons are scarce. But there are plenty
Of people capable of behaving like Spar.
tans where the trouble does not touch
their individuality. "How can get out
OF thisr inquired an Englishman, ND to
his armpits in Scotch bog, of a passer.
by. dinno think We can get ont of
It," was the response Of the Highlander,
as he went on his way.
Here is a hint for our old friend the
clown in the pantomime. At the burn.
ing OF q provision store, the crowd
helped themselves freely. One man
@asPed huge cheese as his share of the
salvage: rising up with it he found him
self face to face with a policeman. and
with admirable presence of mind mt
the plumber into the officers arms, say
ing, "You had better take care of that.
P0hceman, or some one will be walking
of with it,
Equally ready to relinquish his loot
when there was no help for it was
Chicago negro, caught by a poultry fam
cier in the act Of carrying off some of his
1--we stock, challenged with: "What are
you doing with my chickensY II wuz
gwine fer ter fetch 'em back, boss" ex-
planned he. "Dere's a niger roun' here
what's bin disputin' along er me bout
dem chickens. / said dey wuz Coachin'
Ohyniz an he said dey was Alabar1nar
Pullets, an was jes takin' 'em roun' fer
Ter stablish my nollidee. Dey don't Law
no aigs. does dey, boss? Eff dey does.
I'm mighty shamed of hustlin' 'em
roun'. Aigs is scase.'
Thoroughly oblivims of court manners
va the red-cloaked old Kentish dome
~ho found her way into the tent occ,,-
pied BY Queen Charlotte, at voluntee,
review held shortly after her coming to
ENGLAND, and after staring at the Royal
lady with her arms akimbo. observed ::
well. she's not as ugly as they told me-
sahe was Pa compliment the astonisied
Q0oqp gracefully accepted, saying
81 Esn. my good woman, ! am very glad