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Wichita eagle., 1890-01-26

ing beer, which is stored in receptacies made
Of bark and holding thirty or forty gallons
Everybody Is free to drink everybody elses
beer as hong as it lasts, and in few days the
fruits Of many weeks Of toll are consumed
The beer does not excite quarreis, as it is
chiefly somnolent
In October the land is spaded for the next
crop. The chief himself often goes to the
fields Ia his litter, accompanied by his mu-
sicians, and watches the long files of his sub
jects at their labors. He inspires great fear
among his people, for his government is Sc
we're, although he does not employ torture as
a means of punishment. The death penalty
is inflicted for grave crimes, but not for acts
of sorcery. as in most parts Of savage Africa.
Here and there one sees groups OF ten or
twelve men fastened together with an iron
chain while working in the fields They are
thus punished for minor ofenses.
Unlike many important African rulers,
Moshide has no body of counselors, but gov.
erns unaided, listens to all who come 10 him,
and, in the missionary's opinion, bis decisions
are usually just and good. Cases are submit
ted to him wherever he may be, and at all
hours of the day. In transacting business
with his people he has around him none of the
notables or sub-chiefs Of his country, but only
his pages and women, and he will not tolerate
the presence of persons who attend simply to
listen to the proceedings. Unless they have
business with him be sends them quickly on
their way.
The calm and peace which reign IN the
country, Mr.. Arnot says, are quite reanaxka-
bic. 1t is only, however, because MosiIide's
people are far stronger than their neighbors,
who lead anything but peaceful existence.
Eoshide often sends out expeditions agains.
his neighbors for the sole purpose of plumber
The men are killed, their women and chill
dren are dragged into captivity and their
ivory is seized.
Mrs. Hore recently wrote from Lake Tan
ganyiki that tho evils of the slave trade,
az the world sees them along the coasts are
trifing compared With the miserses inflicted
Upon scores Of unfortunate tribes by the in
ternl shave trade Moshide's slave card
vans are sent hundreds Of miles west to
Bihe Arabs who have reached bis country
also purchase many Of his capsivee As all
his human spois are women and ckiLiren, |
the females Of Gareuaanss largely ootnum-
Der the mahe population, and poiygamy Is |
extensively pracnced.
Mr.. Arnot has a high opinion Of the sa2ubrhy |
of tins country around the chisf head sources |
Of the Congo He is apparently ooe of the /
exceptional white men who can live and |
thrive in equatorial Africa Two usssoo-
aries left the coast mouths ago TO jim hun, |
and before this, it Is probable, that the mos. /
Isolated among the white jo1rnersin Africa |
has had the pleasure Of again gresesnx naeu
Of his own raca
Wichita eagle., 1890-01-26
A Reliable ComeuG

A cment said TO be in aicoe4fu use h the
London geological gardens, to resist Vie &C
ton of water and ACIDS, especially sceeac
acid, is composed Of finely powdered lstharge,
fine, dry, white sand and ptaseer of PARIS,
each three quarts BY measure, finely pol
verizsd rosin one quart Aix and make into
paste with boiled nnseed oil, TO which a
little dri>r has been ADDED, and 1t b stand
Tor four or Eve hours before uGng Altar
fiteea hours staining il loses strength
Wichita eagle., 1890-01-26

Dofoers sner Land, snewst1ng arrows against
the steamer, Laundering up rocky precipices
or swinging lite monkeys from tho limbs Of
tzses 70 ct . fair range cf tbs white mans
vessel.
In this connsetion the following account Of
the rssideoce Of a white missionary in part Of
Central Africa not here before mentioned,
may not bsin.ppropriate. In February, 1855,
Xr. +. & Arnot, young Scotch missionary
who had already shown remarkable capacity
tor African travel, reached the large 0aren-
game tribe, almost exactly mid way between
the Atlantic and Indian oceans, il about IL
degs- south Latitude He decided 10 settle
there, and uHleB he has lately left the coun-
try has since died alone in the heart OF Africa
among this interesting and hitherto unknown
people. For some years the name Of this
country has appeared on the maps as Garan-
ganjA Richard and Bohm approached with
m a short distance Of the tribe On toe north
and the route of CapeIlo and Ivens sldrted
their territory on the south, but Arnot Is the
first to describe the country and people.
In 1888 he was living near the Lufira river
one of the head streams Of the Congo, two
months journey from the nearest white sta
ton on LAKE. Nyassa- It is the country Of the
powerful Chief Moshide, who cordially well
coined the white stranger when he came TO
him across the continent with few native
attendants and asked leave to sessie Mr.
Arnoe has built house at Iuknru, the large
and struggling town of the chief An the
country is thicSly populated, and in two
hours tramp Arnoe counted forty three vii
hges
For long time none of the common people
deigned to speak to the white stranger unless
ne first addressed them They refer to the
white mans country Is the bell of the blacks
Stories Of the cruel days Of the export slave
trade have reached their far inland home.
They say that the white mans land offers
nothing but misery and slavery to the negro.
Mr. Arnot gradually gained their sympathy
and affection by caring for their SICK The
potency of his medical skin won him fame
and friends, and he now roams through the
large country at will, and no one disputes hin
right to do IS he pleasee
1t is country of grain fields, where,
strange to say, the men themselves till the
soil All the land is cultivated The mar
ried men tell Mr. Arnot that it would be
dangerous for them to go home after their
days toll without large bundle of wood to
feed the fire during the night Woman IN
Garenganze it appears, Is not down trod-
den mental, as in many other parts of Africa.
She believes she has rights dares TO assert
them, and the missionary credits her with
great talent and 6usncy as . sco;d.
One would suppose, from the immense
quantity of grain raised, that there would
always be an abundance Of food. A large
part of the grain, however, Is used in brew
Wichita eagle., 1890-01-26

years OLD, HVe IeeL
nine inches high,
and in condition
weighs 40 pounds.
He is holder of tho
mile championship
as a runner. He
began running in
1884 and in 1885
won a four mile
scratch race In Lon
don. Later he won
a five mile steeple-
chase and IN 1856 q
ten mile race. In
1887 and 1888 he
won several handi-
caps, and on the
4th of NOyemh@
Wichita eagle., 1890-01-26
In Fine Voice.

Young Mr.. Waldo speaking OF Miss Wa
bash, who is at the pianol--Your friend has
very strong voice, Miss Breezy. though
sweet Her lower notes show remarkable
depth of tone.
Miss Breezy "a rival belle,-Yes, Clara has
fine voice for crying CLAIMS up a dark allev.
Are you lawn teEnisii,g any sais sumner.
NJ Kslin3
Wichita eagle., 1890-01-26

passports! The carnage is here. In an hour
we shall have crossed the frontierr'
But Mario does not answer. Death is not
feigned, but real Scarpias promises to La
Tosca were lies. When csss realizes that Ma
rio is dead she jumps over the perapet into
the Hber, and the curtain falls.
And this is the play which has delighted
France, disguised America, and TO which
England seems to be now giving a kind Of
pleased liberation
Wichita eagle., 1890-01-26
OONTS FOR WOMEN.
Don't wear chatelaine watches

Don't wear chatelaine watches
Don't judge strangers by their dress.
Don't carry pocke;book in your hand.
Don't stand long in the same spot in
crowd
DON'T wear watch in pocket on outside
of dress
pon carry pocketbook in very loose
pocket which aangs sway from the person.
Don't lay Your handbag. containing your
pocketbooS, on the counter of a store wbila
You walk across the room RI .rsr;,s ,-oo.;s
Boston TrNuscriot.
Wichita eagle., 1890-01-26

1888, came to America and has run forty-two
races here. He won the one and two mile
championship Of Canada at Toronto, Sept.
%, 1889, and i'll October won races on the
New York and the Allerton Athletic club
grounds. He is now disabled in his right leg,
but will enter the races next spring
Wichita eagle., 1890-01-26
A. II. George.

A. B. George, Of the Manhattan Athletic
club, is an Englishman by birth and is q
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1890-12-11
A WONDERFUL PEOPLE.
A Colored Wharf Hand Talks Philosophy
to His Boss.

A gentleman who has the manage
ment of business that requires large
number of negroes, said to one of his
employees recently: Sam, the colored
people are a wonderful people, are they
not?''
1t was dinner time, and Sam looked
up from his tin dinner kettle and re-
piled: Yes. sab. They can get long
with less money, and have more loafing
time than any people I know of. They
are heap better off than white folks.
They don't have any thing to worry
them. You know, boss, colored people
get their eating for almost nothing,
and, if they don't drink whisky, a little
money goes long way with them. If
a colored man has friends around town
he can always get good dinner, a reg
ular white mans dinner, for nothing.
White folks don't object to their cooks
giving colored man dinner occasional
ly, and if he has a few acquaintance
who cook he gets on very we'll in the
eating line. OF course, some colored
men have to keep house. but that don't
always prevent them from going around
and don't make living cost much, be-
cause his old woman, if he has one,
takes in washing or does other things
help along. And, boss, you know col
ored men get along just as well single
or married or married as single.
Yes, sab, the colored folks are a
wonderful people. Any body's clothes
fits them. Your clothes will fit me- A
colored man with your old clothes on
and with his shoes BACKED looks just
as we'll as white man with a new S15
suit. He don't mind wearing any white
mans clothes, never mind what his size
is; they will fiji or he will make them
do
Then, boss, you know colored man
can sleep anywhere. He don't want
bed He can lie right down here and
sleep. This plank is good enough for
me- And you know the colored man,
if he is civil and handy,
can get lots of good things from
white people for nothing. I mean from
people down this way. l don't know
how it is in the north or up in the coun-
try. 1 amt got thing on me now that
cost me cent
Yes, boss, colored people is the
Lords people. He takes care of them.
If a colored man don't get along in the
world better than a white man it is his
own fault. The colored man, sab. is
jest what you say of him, a wonderful
man. If he works little he can sleep
in the sunshine and almost wait for the
victuals to come to hia."- Savannah
News
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which makes it quite another thing you
know-with a man who required an act
of Parliament to make him a gentle
man, yet she was fully alive to the fact
that Hannah had done something Won
derful.
And after all, Hannah bad been her
maid, and had so profited by the ex-
annie of herself and daughters, doubt
less. that as duck will almost become
=, hen when raised with chickens, Han
nah. from constant intimacy with such
polished people, had almost accumu-
lated enough of the gold of refinement
to so Gid herself that the brass beneath
was not discernible.
When hannah, therefore, lett 70
LansdowEe place, she departed not only
with the blessing of her mistress anu
something handsome in the way OF a
present, but with the assurance OF that
great lady's friendship and esteem
Hannah's social success had, after all
been mainly due to Mrs Phillips ad-
mirable example, and why, oh, wny'
should she not be proud of her?
+ The young ladies, who not being
perched upon pedestals of dignity quite
so lofty as their august mamma, hao
during these nine years frequently de-
scended ELECTROMAGNETIC indeed
fallen off-in fact, to abandon metaphor
and come down to plain English, they
had taken Hannah to their hearts long
ago, and as far as their mammals rigid
ideas would permit had treated her as
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and her two daughters, who reside, as
all the world, of course, knows, at %
lansdowne place, in the great city of
London, Hannah announced her inten-
ton of getting married, her mistress.
who had been rather backward during
her term of servitude in recognizing her
many virtues, was compelled to admit
them and Immediately declared that she
wouldn't know what to do when Han
nah had gone-in fact that Hannah had
become indispensable.
Mrs. Phillips chagrin at the loss of
Hannah, the paragon, was not lessened
when she discovered that henceforth
her CT devant servant was to be her
equal socially; that is, if the unwritten
law which raises the wife to the dignity
of the husbands status held good, for
Hannah had met her King Cophetua- A
member of one of the learned profess
sions had stopped to unite his fortunes
with hers. Hannah, with Just spice
of triumph in her voice, had informed
her mistress that she was to be married
to solicitor.
Now even though it took an act of
Parliament in England TO enroll this
numerous body of gentlemen upon the
scroll of the socially accepted" and
though Mrs Phillips was well aware of
that fact. and while for her own daughter
she would have scorned an alliance
unless he was very, very we'll to do.
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1890-12-11

in the world-the cause of it the lady
who sits at the other end of this table.
All my worldly goods at that time con-
sisted of coStermonger'S cart and
donkey, and notwi tbs landing my ambi-
ton | didn't see my way clear, and
probably should never have got beyond
mere thinking, when chance threw
strange opportunity in my way. Walk
ing over London bridge one night. was
appealed TO for aid by poor old beg
gar. 1t was bitter weather, and / stopped
and looked at him. lie was in rags:
his flesh was blue and pinched with
cold. He was very feeble and wre tch
ed. / gave him shilling, saying: It's
half of all I've got in the world, but
you're welcome to it, 1 had passed on
when l heard some one running after
me and felt hand on my shoulder. 1t
was the old man. I'm tired of this
business, he said, as he looked earnest
" at me. Do you want to be rich?
I'm goin' to give up my stand, and you
shall have it if you want it thought
he was crazy at first, but he was not.
He took me to his home where wealth
apparently abounded. Forty thousand
people, he said, pass over London
bridge every hour of the day. A large
percentage of them give. My income
has averaged thirteen pounds per day
for the last ten years. am rich. But
am also very old, l am willing to re-
tire. Take my rags and my crutches;
take my wig; my stock of wounds, scars
and withered limbs-they are the best
in the market
Il accepted the old mans offer, and for
weeks in the guise of the old beggar I
took my stand on London bridge, to
find that perfect harvest was regularly
poured into nay lap. The old man, whom
l so closely initiated that none could
detect the difference, had many regular
patrons. Clerks struggling for bare
living would yet pinch a sixpence from
their Scanty pay; rich merchants tossed
me half crowns, and even the poorest of
the poor gave their half-pence. People
who thought that / was dead or had
emigrated little dreamed that had be-
come a professional solicitor and was
growing rich.
But | was using my money to what |
believed was wise end. AT night time
l engaged in the work of educating my
self. | hired competent teachers and
made surprising progress. Four years ago
l entered the Office of solicitor who
has the largest criminal practice in
London and who knew my secret. Two
weeks ago l was admitted into partner
ship, To-day l attended the Beggars'
Exchange and sold my stand on London
bridge for e1S,OOO. l am fortune to
any legal practitioner, for l know every
criminal in uown-not every one can get
partner like me-"
And not every one can get such
husband" whispered Hannah to Emily
at the bottom of the table.
"One thing l beg of you ali to do"
said Fortescue as he continued his story,
never go over London bridge without
giving something to my successor, or if
you should be broke in the city and
want to borrow little, just mention
my name and he'll be perfectly willing
to oblige you."-Austyn Granville, in
Chicago Journal.
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tightly his wings were spread and he.
was away. Up over this tree he want
and then down upon the lawn where he
had thrown himself in the early sum-
mer. He lost no time, for he feared
the builder might get out of his hearing,
and opening his bill to the utmost he
eroaked:
''Oh dear! oh dear! shall ever be able
to sell those lots!''
But it was not croak. It was the
veritable voice of @. Fassett, Esq, and
there stood Qui in his own proper per-
son.
MY God" calculated the builder.
Mr. Fassett's little girl never saw her
pet crow again.
Thorrh there are many mysterious
disappearance recorded in the police
archives, Few are ever explained. Some
attempts at explanation have been
made, but they are mainly speculative.
The most plausible speculation of this
kind was elaborated by journalist
few years ago, who attributed these dis
appearances to heles in space, into
which the victims accidentally tumble.
and are forever afterward invisible, In
tangible, immortal and incapable OF
escaping. The mystery of Cui Fassett's
disappearance is truthfully given here.
His case may be an isolated one, but it
is wholly improbable that trsrsforma-
tions such as his occur, and that the vic
Tins are helpless for want of the aid OF
some intelligent and friendly catl
LEWIS FREELAND.
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Hush, mother, don't be absurd. 1.
VIII all be explained presently. Lush,
she is coming back
Hannah entered the room smiling.
"You had better tell them, Emily" she
said. I'm afraid Dick has let the cat
out of the bag. He should have come in
by the back way"
Then l think Dick should tell his
own story" replied Emily Phillips,
laughing immoderatcly at the look of
profound astonishment on her mothers
face. ''Ah. here he is. How do you do,
Mr.. Richard Fortescue?"
The look of establishment on the
countenance of Mrs. Phillips strength
ened to one OF absolute bewilderment,
as young man, in the refinement of
whose dress and manners 10 trace of his
early surroundings was apparent, ad-
vanced and welcomed her
You shall have my story. with
pleasure" said he, when we have had
dinner. Bromley, my partner, couldn't
come, as we had an important case on
hand, but you'll take my word for it
And as they ate he told them, in lieu
OF conversation. the strangest story they
had ever listened to:
Eight years ago as a poor coster-
monger in the East End. / became sud
denly imbued with an ambition to rise
Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1890-12-11
BEDTIME,

Wien lllver up the fire o nights afore go to
An watch the chunks acrumblin' into dishes
CLOWN red,
An hear the backlog sighin' fer the trees it
growed among.
Where the noisy blackbird whistIed an the
CHEEKY robin sung,
An it's so still at you kin hear the purrin' of
the cat
An the crinlllin' of the coolin' Goals the dogs
Then git so awful lonesome 1 most wish at
dead,
When kiver up the fire o nights afore 1 20 to
bed.
The clock ticks louder n faster an ever
knowed it to
When ust ter wisht was man an, eyer, thing
new;
Fer then the wheels went all too slow that now
go round so fast,
When 1 rikollect my blessin's an how many OF
EMS past.
An the long, thin hands pintin' at the figgers
round an round
Keep goin', never stoppin' that most lone
soonest Of sound,
Fer the comm of the Hvin' or the goin' Of the
dead,
When 1 kiver up the fire O. nights afore go to
bed
Then hear the backlog sighin' fer the tree at
il grOwed on.
An fall to thinkin' back about the days ats
dead an gone,
Till ketch myself a-sighin' like tree ats old
and gray
A-rockin' in the wind with half its branches
Topped away;
Fer no one knows. exceptin' me how much 1
miss the boys
With their eternal rompin' an their everlastin'
noise
AT ust to drowned out gran'pap's clock a strik
in overhead,
When 1 kiver up the fire O. nights afore I go to
bed.
Then 1 allurs feel much lonesomer a-thfnkin' of
'em all.
With my hair an whiskers whiteaed by the
frOsts of early fall
A-rockin' and a-dozin' in the same old family
chair
Where father sat with mother by him fondly
strokin his gray hair;
Fer at my time O. life the hopes O. boyhood all
at last
Are lyia' dead an buried in the ashes O. the
past.
An the old clocks solemn warnin' cIangs out
suddint overhead:
Come. kiver up the fire, old man; its time to
go TO bed.''
Edwin s. Hopkins, in Judge.
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HUNTING FOR MAMMA.
The Most <orrowful, Disappointing Search
That Can Be Imagined.


That Can Be Imagined.
The sorrowful songs have been sung,
the tender prayers have been said, the
last sad words have been uttered, all
that love and sympathy and tenderness
could suggest has been done for the
wife and mother calmly resting in her
satin-lined coffin under masses of beau
tiful flowers.
The mourners have gone out with
aching hearts and tear-dimmed eyes.
The hearse moves slowly away. and the
kindly neigh Dor women left in charge
of the house go about softly putting
things in order and speaking in an un-
dertone awed still by the majesty of
death, although the one it has claimed
has been carried forth. There is still
that indefinable something in the desert
ed rooms that tell of the dread visitor.
Suddenly the door of an upper room
opens and sweet childish voice says
pleadingly:
Il want my mamma, I'm going to
find my mamma"
NO no, DEAR" says the nurse W it'll
suggestion of tears in her voice, while
she. furtively wipes her eyes, come
mo, | want my mamma, L haven't
seen my own mamma for two, free-oh.
most four days. I'm going to find my
mamma"
But, baby, dear mamma isn't-she
isn't-here.
''Where is mamma then? She IS here,
too. She's down in her own pity room.
I'm going to hunt for my mamma.
Mamma! Oh, mamma! Baby wants
your
In all this world of sadness and sor-
row is there any thing more sad. any
thing more pitiful than the pleading,
wondering cry of little child too
simple to underst and the mystery of
death and yet dimly comprehending
that a change of some kind has taken
place? Is there any thing that touches
the heart more deeply than to answer
the pleading, pitiful questions: Where
is mammal" WHY don't she Gomez"
she has gone away where?" Wont
she kiss me goodnight any more?"
Cant go up to Heaven and see her?"
The eyes of the little questioner open
wide and there is perplexed and dis
satisfied look on her face saying plain
~ that she does. not understand what
you mean by saying that mamma is
gone, that. God took her." that she is
up in Heaven now"
You try tearfully to make it plain tc
the child and to have her understand
that she will see mamma again some
time" but again the little voice says
with pitiful petulancY: But l want
my mamma NOE, and I'm going to hunt
until | fino her.
What sorrowful. disappointing search
it is, i ends in tears and heartache,
and it is long before even children I'M
derstand that mamma will come no
more to the little ones calling vainly
for her. Every thing is full of touches
and suggestions of the mother who is
gone. There are things that make her
seem so real, so near. And so the baby
goes hunting for mamma. May all such
sorrowful little ones find their best
mammas in the Heavenly land!-Detroit
Free Press.