davidaulloa/AmericanStories huggingface dataset:
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26
4 UTAH CURIOSITY.
Flames Leaping From n Water Well
--Effect OF the Scene by Night.

~-ElAect On the scene Dy NERnt.
From the Salt Lake Herald.
Mr.. Tim Winters had curious experience
on Saturday evening last. He has been ex-
perimenting for some time with view to
obtaining a flowing well on his premises.
He had at one time pipe to the depth of
90 feet, but, owing to meeting with some
hard substance, which made it impossible
10 face the pipe any further, it
was taken up. Another, however, was in
serted i'm Its place, which on Saturday even
ing had reached depth of So feet. The
water, however, was of light BLUSH color,
resembling the refuse of the wash tub more
than anything else, and came forth like a
miniature geySer, the eruptions taking place
at intervals of about fifteen minutes; the
fluid rising 10 or Il feet above the end of
the pipe. On Saturday evening gentle
man held lighted match over the pipe in
order to ascertain how near the top the
water had reached. when he was startled
by bright, strong flame breaking forth and
with such strength as to cause him to re-
treat in haste.
Previous to that, Mr.. Winters states, he
had noticed a rather strong Sulphurie OdOr,
but nothing that could possibly have led
him to imagine the results that followed the
VI Glt Ol OutllNN titC
place was visited by scores of people, the
news having aroused that portion of the
city and the rumOr of discovery of natural
gas having reached Herald reporter re-
Gently, he visited the residence of Mr..
Winters and inspected the curiosity. For
some time there are no indications of water
save a deep, distant rumbling as the ear is
applied TO the tube; soon foamy substance
commences to bubble over, then the water
rises slowly TO the edge of the tube, sud-
denly shooting upward. The supply of gas
is, however. continuous, the amount seeming
to be regulated by the action of the water,
the greatest quantity of gas been Obtainable
during the time the water is running; and
il is during the escape of the fluid that the
light burns with the greatest intensity. thus
presenting the almost unparalleled spectacle
OF fire and water coming forth at the same
time and mingling with one another. The
water is very soft, but it does not appear to
be of an oily nature. At night the spectacle
is described as being grand in the effect
produced. \ couple of miners carried away
samples of the sediment produced from the
! water yesterday. with the object, it was
understood, of having it thoroughly ex'
amIned.
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26

Those who areSfamiliar with the work of
Mr. j. W. Cropsey, the well-lnown artist.
will remember his picture of the old church
at Bon Church in the Isle of Wight. 1t
was all the more remarkable in its gray
tone and general fidelity to the natural tints
of its age and environment. because it
formed SO strong a contrast to the warm
tints and sunny landscapes in which his
brush delights. The old Bon church in the
village of Bon Church has not been used for
many years for Sunday services; these take
place in modern edifice built in 1S47. or
Whereabouts. but burials still take place
from the old church, and it was from this
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26

don't care q fig Tor 'sTRAw! sTEAWW
his straw. Why, don't the ill-mamered
fellow know that we would be much more
likely to buy his internal straw if he were
to indite us polite and gentlemanly note or
send US an engraved card informing us that
on such and such morning he will do him
self the honor to call upon us and show US
some samples of newly-impOrted straw
which he had just received per transatlantic
steamer from his resident European buyer.
The cry grows fainter now as the straw
vender reaches the next block, and just as
we are wondering what people want with
his blamed straw, anyhow, we are asleep,
only to be walked up again with a clatter
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26
"cIANGi CLANGrv

and bang which reminds us that this is an
age of improvement and that water mains
must be laid. But why, oh, why, cannot
the pipe be cut at the right length before it
is brought to the ground, and so avoid the
necessity of waking up honest people with
this hideous boiler-shOp clangor? But if it
must needs be that men thus impose suffer-
ing upon their innocent fellow mortals, is
there no method by which this wretched
rattle can be deadened somewhat. Why,
for instance, couldn't arrangements be per-
fected to secure some of the wares of the
straw man and put them under the pipe?
By that system both nuiSances would be
abolished or at least abated in some degree.
But the pipe is cut in two now, and we
are again composed to rest. We dream of
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26
Pierce Should Have Been anchored.

President Pierce was never a PreSbyte<
rian, though he may have attended the
Presbyterian church in Washington. He
was brought up a Congregationalist, but
was not church member, though his wife
was, and very pious woman. Not long
before his death at Concord he joined the
Episcopal church in that city and was bap-
tized. One of Mr.. Pierce's bitterest oppon<
ents, remember, said of him at that time:
''Sprinkling will do such man as Frank
Pierce no good. He should be immersed,
and if they would make perfectly sure
thing of it they should anchor him out i1
the middle. of the Atlantic ocean and LEI
him sink ;,
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26
BE A WOMAN.

Oft I've heard gentle mother,
As the twilight hours began,
Pleading with son on duty,
Urging him to be a man.
But unto her blue-eyed daughter,
Though with loves words quite as reaG
Points she out the other duty
''Strive, my dear, to be lady.
What's lady? Is it something
Made of hoops and silks and airs,
Used to decorate the parlor,
Like the fancy rings and chairs?
Is it one that wastes on novels
Every feeling that is human?
If It's this to be lady,
'Tis not this to be woman.
Mother. then, unto your daughter
Speak of something higher far
Than to be mere fashions lady
woman" is the brightest star.
If you, in your strong affection,
Urge your son to be a true man,
Urge your daughter no less strongly
To arise and be woman.
Yes, womanl Brightest model
OF that high and perfect beauty,
Where the mind and soul and body
Blend to work out life's great duty.
Be a woman; naught is higher
On the gilded crest of time;
On the catalogue of virtue
There's no brighter. holier name.
Montague Marks
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26

purchased on account of these associations,
and the village church, the foundation
stone of which was laid by the queen.
when she was the princess Victoria. and
in the yard of which her best beloved
retainers and many of her friends are
buried. The peacefulness of the spot and its
quiet beauty, faced by the silver thread
of the Medina river, cannot be put into
words. 1t is the very spot of all others to
be married from or buried in, and the Prin-
cess Beatrice, when she enters the side gate
on July % to come out welded wife. will
be environed by associations such as few
brides have known, and that viii have
greater interest for her when her life has
been spent than they. perhaps, have to-day.
She is said, however, to be
MOST ASiIABLE AND DOMESTIC
in her habits, and one would imagine so
from her selecting her ten nieces for brides
maids. and her long, untiring devotion to
her mother. Poor queen. What must be
her dread of losing this last and best be-
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26
ATUNEFUL TRAGEDY.

Silvery-noted,
Lily-throated,
Starry-eyed and golden-haired,
Charming Anna,
The soprano,
All the singers hearts ensnared.
Long the tenor
Sought to win her,
Sought TO win her for his bride;
And the basso
Loved the lass so
Day and night for her he sighed.
The demeanor
OF the tenor
To the bassO frigid grew;
And the baSso
AS he was so
Mashed, of course, grew frigid, too.
Anna smiled on
Both. which piled on
To their mutual hatred fuel;
So to win her,
Bass and tenor
Swore they'd fight vocal duel.
ShrieEed the tenor
Like Vennor
Cyclone bowling DER the plain
Sang so high he
To outvie the
Bass he split his head in twain
Crowded the basso
TIL he was so
Low to hear him was treat;
Lower still he
Went until he
Split the soles of both his feet
Charming Anna,
The soprano,
Mocrned n week for both her fellows,
Then she wed the
Man who fed the
Wind into the organ bellows.
Boston SATURDAY. Evening Gazette
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26
Young Ladies with Horsey Tastes.


New York Letter to Boston Gazette.
Our young ladies are not only developing
horsey tastes, but they are developing
taste for turf gambling that would make
their grandparents turn in their graves il
they knew of it. A young lady who cannot
talk horse nowadays shows that she is not
in the social whirlpool. She must know the
points of horse as readily as any jockey.
l was amused the other day on the train by
a conversation of two young ladies-yery
ladylike and quiet girls they were, too
who, after discussing Schumann's songs, be-
gan to talk horse, and they seemed to be as
familiar with one as with the other. ''WerG
you at the exhibition in Madison Square
garden" asked one of the other. ''No,h
she replied; unfortunately was out OF
town at the time" THAT was too bad"
said the other, ''you missed splendid
show. Ihave never seen finer cattle. Tho
yearlings looked exactly like three-year'
olds." The other expressed her disappoint.
ment at not having seen these wonderful
yearlings, but she had seen particularly fine
three-year-Olds that she thought were going
to develop into good trOtterS. The Othef
day was driving through Central park
and the handsomest turnout that passed me
was driven by lady. 1t was none of youl
village carts or Victorias, but was genuine
StanhOpe gig, with fOotmen up behind, and
the lady on the box holding the reins of a
pair of prancing steeds; no ponies, mind
you, but full-sized horses, and frisky ones
at that. What liked about it was that she
was such quiet looking lady. There wai
nothing at all horsey III her appearance,
She wore a simple tight-fitting coat and
modest bonnet, and was, should think.
about 35 or 81 years of age. There is Mis-;
Cameron, the daughter of Sir Roderick
Cameron, who drives a pair of fast hOrses(
but she drives them to Victoria, which is
more feminine than Stanhope. Mist
Pussy Breeze also drives spanking span,
and in the winter her cutter is the admiral
ton of the road.
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26

Inland done in manner calculated ia
utterly Danish from the mind of the heareI
any hope of blissful Immortality beyond
the grave.
That practically settles it. We know
now that no more sleep is to be got this
morning. We give it up, and, making 4
hasty toilet, wend our way, red-eyed and
haggard, to the presence of the city editor
who greetS us with: ''Well, you're looking
pretty tough this morning. Must hayeybeen
drunk last night
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26

No, not all.
We forgot
that it is We'd
nesday the
day the land
lady's daugh-
ter takes her
music lesson,
but we are
soon brought
to a realizing
sense of thai
fact. She is
learning tc
play a. new
tune.
81 n t h g
Swee-ee-ee-et
Rva and Rive.
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26

q" StrawI straw"
These are the words
recited in an unme-
lOdiOus and high
pitched monotone
that float in at the
window. We turn
over and look at the
gold repeater under
the pillow. Six
o'clock. Little does
that horny-handed
son of toll out there
profaning the holy
hours of morning
with his diabOlical
straw-little does he
know what misery
he is bringing upon
innocent people who
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26
CH1Zk

priSing virtue. Taken every morning within
an hour after sunrise it maintains health.
preserves beauty, impartS fairness TO the
complexion and confers the gifts of long
life and domestic happiness. These quail
ties, whatever may be the case now, could
not have existed in the time of
Princess Elizabeth, the unfortunate
daughter of Charles l., who died
alone in her youth in this Castle CARTS
brooke, her cheek resting on the Bible
which had been the last gift of her muir
dered father. 1t was 10 this princess that
Queen Victoria dedicated the beautiful
memorial stone which is considered one of
the finest efforts of Baron MarrOchetti and
the principal ornament of CariSbroOke
church, the finest church on the island. con-
tanning also three memorial stained glass
windows TO the memory of the fair and UNI
happy young princess, one of which was
subscribed by the young women Of the con-
gregation and is called
THE MAIDEN's WINDOW.
the others being presented to the queen
and Prince Albert A month would not
suffice to take in all that is worth seeing and
knowing in this little enchanted and en-
chanting island. and OF course the
task is hopeless in the space
of three all too short days.
But we have managed Shanklin; have
walked down through the chine. even
stopped and picnicked there; have seen the
crab and lobster turn, walked on the es-
planade. and assembled the successive flights
of stone steps which break up the cliff upon
which ShanSlin is built. The chine is a
deep cut. or irregular tiSsuTe, in the sea
wall. from quarter to half a mile long,
which begins at the top and ends where the
water touches the beach. It's high walls
and irregular path, broken by steps at the
steepeSt inclines. are reminder OF Wat
l1ins' glen, but the jagged masses of cathe-
dral-like rock are absent. the whole interior
OF the chasm being tangle of greenery,
with pretty waterfall and brooks caused
by rustic bridges.
CHIMES ARE VERY NUMEROUS
on the Isle of Wight. There is the Whale
chine. the Blacll-gang chine, the Walpen
chine, and numerous others, but none 50
famous as the Shanklin chine. Rev. Leigh
Richmond, in the Young Cottager, writes a
detailed description of Shanklin chine,
which was not then so well prepared for
visitors as now that il is rented and made
part of the hotel property that stands at IFS
summit. Shanklm has bathing machines
and fine beach, though not so good as
Ryde, but it lacks the attTactiveness OF
West Cowes, possibly because it is more
shut IN and less varied in its marine char
acter. The old part of the town is. how
ever. very charming, with its EliZabethau
manor-house, its rows of matched cottages
and narrow. shady lanes. 1t is at the cor
ner of such lane leading to the chine that
a rustic fountain is erected. for which
Longfellow wrote the inscription, when OF
a visit to Shanklin in 1868:
o, traveller, stay thy weary feet,
Drink of this fountain pure and sweet;
1t flows for rich and poor the same:
Then go thy way, remembering still
The wayside well beneath the hill
The cup of water in His name.
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26

dog ON INN. 1t was done, and among the
spectators was the hired girl. The frightened
rat, fleeing from the pursuing canine tor
mentor, sought the grateful protection of
the skirts OF that same hired girl-hence
those screams.
Well, it's only II O'clock; we've an hour
yet to sleep; we have suffered all the differ
emit kinds of disturbance that can he raised
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26

failed to spell "stomache" right, and pune
tuating these bright fancies like the bass
drum in the melodies of an orchestra comes
at regular intervals ''biff, biffr' that grows
louder and more distinct until it monopo-
Lies the whole attention. We are wide
awake now, but the ''biff, biffp' still con-
tinues, mingled with piteous infantile wall
ings. Hardly any need of picture to tell
us what is going on there. In our minds
eye we can see that determined face ON
which is pictured sternness, unmixed with
pity. We can see that uplifted hand, de-
scending with great frequency and vehe<
mence upon tender portion of a child's
anatomy. We know full well the unutter-
able torture of the soul whence proceed
those heart-rending yells. Oh, boy, boy,
why did you steal that jam? Knew you not
that your sin and that grin-visaged female
would find you out, and that you would GO
to join the mosquito and the straw man and
the pipe cutter as a murderer of sleep?
While we thus soliloquize, the ''biffs'ceass
and the cries degenerate into a whimper,
and we once more court the drowsy god,
only to be Weakened again by screams MOI
a child this time. No, those are Woman's
shrieks. A female-perchance the loveliest
OF her seX-in distress. Nothing but tho
direst disaster, coupled with pair of lungs
of abnormal power, could produce those
sOul-searching and strident slrieks Where
is your gallantry, your chivalry? Will you
not at once fly to the side of the suffer-
ing maiden and manfully rescue her from
the deadly peril in which she evidently is?
Aye, truly. We leave our couch with a
bound, open the door and rush half
way down 1.-THE stairway ) and into
the presence of several tittering females Of
the household before we recognize the fact
that we are making baby show of ourself
and our bare feet. We scamper back to
our room even more precipitately than we
left 1t, and as we again touch our downy
couch and muffie our head in the pillow.
swear softly to ourself that never more.
no, never moreno, hardly ever more
will we force our attendance upon distressed
females unless particularly requested so
tn do
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26
to do.

W NlOs
1t is OF
until later in
the day that
we find out
what the dis
turbance real
ly was about.
1t appearS
that a rat was
found in the
family trapin
the morning.
1t was thO'ght
it would be
fun for the
children t o
let the critter
out in the sit
tin g-r o o m
and set the
St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-26

childhood's happy hours, with confused
visions of sliding on cellar doors, going in
swimming. and standing in row with
nine other urchins, seven of whom have
The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1885-10-21
An Heir of God.


Child of God, you are an heir of
eternal glory! And because you are an
heir, you have right, an inalienable
right, to enter at last into personal
possession of your Fathers estate.
Your elder brother, Jesus, is an heir of
God, because he is the Son of the
Heavenly Father; and because he is
your brother you are joint heir with
him of the glorious inheritance which
is reserved in heaven for you and for
all the children of God. You may be
very poor, with respect to temporal
things, but you have no reason to COM
plain nor feel ashamed; in little
while you will enter into sweet pos
session of unreasonable wealth. You
are an heir of the riches of glory!
Can you begin to estimate the meaning
of such an inheritance? Pile the wealth
of earthly kingdoms and republics
mountain high and what is that as COM
pared with the riches of heaven? Moth
ing. And remember that such is an
eternal inheritance. 1t can never waste
away. Its value will never diminish a
farthing in all the cycles of eternity.
And, blessed thought, it is giren to you
by the free grace of your own loved
Jesus. Ought you not, then, to serve
him here with all your heart?-Selected.
The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1885-10-21
HerOiSm at Home.

How useless our lives seem to us
sometimes! How we long for an OPP
portunity to perform some great action!
We become tired of a routine of home
life, and imagine we should be far hap
pier in other scenes. We think of life s
great battlefield, and we wish to be
heroes. We think of the good we might
do if our lot had been cast in different
scenes. We forget that the world be-
slows no such noble titles as father,
mother, sister or brother. In the sa-
cred precincts of home we have many
chances for heroism. The daily acts of
self-denial for the good of loved one,
the gentle words of soothing for anoth-
er's trouble, the care for the sick may
all seem as nothing; yet who can tell
the good they accomplish? Our slight
est word may have an influence over
another for good or evil. We are daily
sowing the seed which will bring forth
some sort of harvest. Well will it be
for us if the harvest be one we shall be
proud to gather. If some one in that
dear home circle can look back in after
years and, as he tenderly utters our
name, say: "Her words and example
prepared me for life of usefulness: to
her l owe my happiness" we may well
say, have not lived in ain.-Christian
at Work.
The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1885-10-21
Helping Others.


l shall never forget the feelings had
once when climbing one of the pyramids
of Egypt. When half way up, my
strength failing, l feared l should
never be able to reach the summit or
get back again. l well remember the
help given by Arab hands, drawing me
on farther; and the step l could not
quite take myself, because too great for
my wearied frame, the little help given
me-sometimes more and sometimes
less-enabled me to go up, step by step,
until at last | reached the top, and
breathed the pure air, and had a grand
lookout from that lofty height. And so,
in life's journey, we are climbing. We
are feeble. Every one of us now and
then needs little help; and, if we have
risen a step higher than some other, let
us reach down for our brothers. hand
and help him to stand beside us. And
thus, Joined hand in hand, we shall &C
on conquering, step by step, until the
glorious eminence shall be gained. All
how many need help in this world
poor afflicted ones, poor sorrowing ones;
poor tempted ones, who have been
overcome, who have been struggling
not quite able TO get up the step; try,
ing, falling; trying, failing; trying, de.
spending; trying, almost despairingf
Oh, give such one help, little kindly
aid, and the step may be taken, and
another step may then be taken; and
instead of dying in wretchedness at the
base, he may, by brothers. hand, be
raised to safety, and finally to gloryl-
Bishop Simpson.
The Vermont watchman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1883-1911, 1885-10-21

words, " children is kind o. comfortin'
after all" and felt strange sensation
of warmth at her lonely heart.
After awhile tn" month was up, and
the ladies notified those who had chill
dren to have them at the depot ready
to return to the city.
Mrs. Manly and Miss Haskins called
on Miss Ruth.
Am l obliged to let her go?" asked
Miss Ruth.
Unless you keep her at your own
expense. Our charge ends this month. :"
Well, want to keep her."
How long, Miss Paul?"
"Always. She has grown into my
old heart, and l can't let her CO. You
know where she came from. See her
folks in New York; there's nobody but
an over-worked aunt, anyhow, aud let
em know I'll adopt her, and leave her
all I'm worth"
"Is that really your wish, Miss
Ruth?" asked Mrs. Manly.
Yes, it is. | want her for good"
We can get her for you, no doubt.
You will be rewarded for kindness,
Miss Ruth"
"Tilly is her own reward" said Ruth.
And so the child stayed to be the
light of the home which was no longer
lonely, and to make happier and better
Miss Ruth's advancing days.
And as to Betty, she never grew tired
of singing Tilly's praises, or of doing
something for the pleasure of her pet
or favorite. Miss Ruth softened and
sweetened greatly. The Abbott chill
dren forgot to call her " sour old maid, y
but leased every day to go over to Mis-:
Paul's and play with lilly, because
Miss Paul always had something nice
| to give them.-Selected.