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Evening journal., 1893-09-27

ally knO " n
that the seat
of life is lOca-
tcdin the up
per part Of the
spinal q or d,
near the base
of the brain
and so seusi-
tive is tn Is
portion of the
nervous sys-
TEN that even
the prick of "a
needle " iii
cause instant
death.
The evening world., 1893-09-16

Chinatown" K. e. Rice keeps the skit
perpetually up to date, and the latest
events are always touched upon funnily.
For those who like good, clean variety
1872 Is just the thing.
"Panjandrum" has had twenty
and It has trotted pleasantly through
the torrid and untheatrical months OF
July and August. The last two weeks
or Hopper present engagement Will be
begun Monday night. and he will not
a,lLopear in New ,, York again until Feb; Is,
jandrum" during he coming week.
"a Straight Tip" John J. McNallys
farce comedy, will be given under the d.
iection Of Messrs Murray and Lob
man at II. r. Jacobs's Theatre next
week, ., In the cast will be Flora Irwin,
Haynes Lenora Earl. Belle Sanford,
Earl. Frank A. Howard, John ii. Keefe
and the Straight Tip" quartet.
At Huber's Museum the attractions
next week will be the Aama sisters and
rminstrels, Mile. Burgess and her per.
Kane. Prof Hutchinson, Balbroma. Will
son and others. The Boston Novelty
Company, including Nenetta and Adams.
Loring and Leslie. Gilmore and La Rore,
Rawson. Matte Earle and Dick Leggett.
will give hourly stage performances.
Eighth. Avenue Museum Monday, and APP
pears In a play called The Far West
or the Fifth Shot" She will be sup.
ported by Frank Base, Frank johnson,
l. Morton, George Whitford. Sam Rose,
P PSGa P9sner LOUISE Buchanan n,m and
Woods opium Joint. James Wilson and
Tot Kirby will be seen
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What does this mean? he asked.
The Kiowa turned with the calmest
most innocent air. adj, .,..
They are there ne sa'u' Dis e'A''
" And he rode forward at gallop.
Again the clear notes OF the bugle rang
through the night air ana nov AL OUT
one but he could tongue bugle hIs
that. but even as We raised ourselves ic
our saddles there was the ring OF
rifle and the ,whiz of a bullet ana tns
IAN ambush! Twos. right about
March! Gallop! March,
And we did and got out OF that raVi I'M
But first the Captain levelled his "Colts
and sent bullet into the back OF thai
flying scoundrcl-our false guide:
We halted on the blum, near the river
and got the horses under cover In
clump of cottonwoods. All that night
and next day we fought, skirmishing:
party from clusters command came e
our relief But nor lie Billy-iet ms
tell You what .Nlan;Wtth-a- Knife" sad
OF his death-"Ma -With-a- hnite Is NJ"
lie told us how Tip stumbled ana
threw the buglcr, and in the darkness
no one saw the miShap, lie tod US nov
Killed two snvages. lie told us how the
chief laughing at the pluck OF the pa.
poose"-as they called himEsaved ms tiis
then ana TOOK MN WIN Nht'h utith 80
Comanches Joined another party ana
waited for rs. All that march their
scouts had lined the nelghboring biuns
and slgnalled our approach, ana ths
treacherous Kiowa had signalled back
10 them. unseen by our poor old cap
tain. They drew MS on into the ambush
We were nearly surrounded-when
Billy realized what was going on and
blew the bugle the fools never thought
Of taking from him.:
And ?" we asked. ,.,
shoulders as only an Indian can.
" Big white chief hear papoose blow
big white chief turn round ana run
away"
III we had not heard the bugle," said
Healy gently, 1--WE would none Of US
have been here. 1t was a death hole
they had ready for us
we didn't ask anything about Billy
from Man With-the- Knife, for we knew
IL all TO well. They killed him-the dev.
ils-before he could blow another warn
ing note. -
near Fort -, among all the white
boards, there is only one stone monu'
ment, on which Is written simply, In
memory OF William Jones, aged sixteen
years, who gave up his life for his com
rades. p, Y. Black In Louisville Cou-
rier-Journal.
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was not difficult for any Of US TO make
out the direction the Comanches had
oaken, Their ponies' footmarks We're
qu!te percepl!ble TO the unframed eve,
neI We had buried the dead trooper
we LOOK up a trot and travelled at a
5000 pace. II was abvious that the
any TO come upon the reds, for he quite
frequently allowed his horse to break
INTO gallop and We followed readily.
A consultation between the "old man"
ana the scout and first sergeant took
place at noon, but of that | knew moth
ing; ] am speaking as one from the
ranks we had only few days rations
l2r horse and man. and we kncw We
sNouIl be away out OF our course, but
ne. n single man murrlur=t We
munched or crackers" boiled some
coffee ana went steadily onward
IN" old troop had the reputation OF
being the jolliest of the regiment while
on the march but that day there was no
song, no laugh, M horseplay. Healy
rode by me, and, poor chap once When l
looked at him I saw tear trickling
down from beneath his heavy red eye
l.Cw.
All the afternoon and on into the
me sulIen clouds 10 the west Of US, and
IL grew chilly and dreary- all that after
II on We rode silently ON,
\ parting glcan OF gold and crimson
Just nnS"i the horizon when tn cap
tam halted and ag9'p consulted Win the
scout. TO our right lav. the mouth of
ore oi the tributary creeks of the Cana
dlln, ard the stream descended from Il
prvcipllous canyon, whose upper waters
w,r" cushioned in cloud of cedar trees
IS the daylight spent itself as the sun
went down we turned In column OF twos
and cr"pt up the marrow pass. the kioWa
a fcw PAGES ahead of the column.
IL was on the very verge OF night, and
the Captain was reckless, else he would
have never venturod his mel in such n
deiiln NJ such time. We were getting
up. up the stream, and the banks We're
beginning to reach far dDoye our heads,
shutting CUt the last CLEAN OF sunlight,
when suddenly from beyon4 came the
clear, shrill notes of bugle. The Cap
tain halted, instinctively, ard the troop
drew up behind him
"What--what-wha was that Ser
geant?" the old man asked as he turned
in his saddle and looked the First Ser
geant anNiously in the face.
Healy grew tremendously excited. He
lett his place In the ranAs and galloped
TO the front
IT'S the kid" he shouted. Its Billy!
Captain, can tell him-no one ever
blew note like his-it's Billy"'
He was so wild that he would have
charged up the ravine by himself but
the ranking Corporal caught his bride
rein,
The Captain looked sternly at the
Kiowa scout and drew his revolver.
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serious. whatc it was, and Billy kept
chirruping away as he rode beh md
the CAPTAIN, as Jolly as II we we've were going
remember how he had his favor!te bu-
gle slung on It's yellow cord round his
shoulders. bugie he used TO handle
and a bugle that is handled tenderly to
this day by those who have the great
privilege OF cleaning 1t.
We took up trot, after getting out
OF the post and made for the Canadian
River. and we kept up a trOt for a
long time. saving when we halted every
hour for four or five minutes to tighten
girths and breathe the horses-a good
pra atice. We had come at sunset, while
1t was drizzling rain. and II looked.
we thought, like a bad night. The scout
that was with us was little better than
a greenhorn, but he was supposed 10
know the country, and at any rate none
of us expected any trouble or the use
OF revolver or sabre.
These came, however.
Whether the guide blundered or the
captain, as some may say. was obstinate
and stuck to his opinion, il Is needless
to argue here. The big chiefs" did that
trail and going the ordinary way down
to the ford we branched OF and struck
right into "A wandering band of Conan
ches. The devils saw w before We knew
they were anywhere near and the first
thing we knew we were greeted with rs
horrible a yell as ever cumanChe man
aged 10 make. IL was, as | nave SAID,
raining, and II was nighttime, and, more
than that we did not expect them, so
when We dimy saw them whirling round
us at top speed, some lying on the on
side Of their ponies bellies and some Of
them leaping TO their feet h. the sad
die, and all OF them firing into us as
best they could, We We're too ratified
Just at first 10 do much, We had walked
right into nest Of them.
The old captain Just realized the state
OF affairs He devoted iust thirty sec
onds to cursinG the guide, and then
began business. We were near the
river and our immediate safety was to
get across that. Forming us up-fOr We
had already opened IL scattering fire on
the Indians the old man charged in one
direction. tented and forming in col
umn of fours, turneo to the river, and,
swimming and struggling, We reached
the other bank. There We formed AS
dismOunted skirmishcrs, while the re
serve held the horses behind the blum
aud waited the crossing OF the Indians,
bat they either thought "" were
stronger than they. or. as Is likely, they
remembered the Indian principle, never
hight In the dark"
At any rate, they did not come. and
the roll OF us, In the gray OF the dawn,
was called In whispers, II was dis
graceful AFFAIR, we all thought, but we
could not have done any more in the
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darkness, not knowing the strength OF
the enemy. However, we were pleased
to find that only two OF US had dropped
from, their saddles, and we hoped We
had hit some OF the enemy In the few
minutes figlt. | say We were pleased
for moment. but before daylight II
was whispered along the line, "Billy's
missing"
The poor little rascal! He had al
ways had fancy for riding Tip when
he could, because the brute was the
horse In the troop. and Billy-as thev
say-fancied himself on his riding, and
lip was now with us redelrless,,
sxes d9nt remember much talking or
the men that night, but Big Hohly WAS
sobbing. He wasn't alone in thur wot *
ness. either. Al last morning came. and
we looked across the Canadian, and
there was never Il sign OF "A Comanche.
> We didn't talk much about what ought
t to be done. The Gaptaiin didn't say a
and ate biscuit. with n bit of cold
SOW belly, for those who had been
wise enough TO put piece Of pork In
the captain gave order to mount
He was as grave as "A Judge. and spoke
quite softly rs he drew his sabre and
FACED tIan the he ee9 arS Of the troop 90, ,o,
with you TO scout for cattle thieves
round the ranches here Something has
happened though no fault of yours or
mine, to make me break through my in
structions. ! don't know the strength
Of that band that We ran into last night
In the darkness, but one or your most
cherished comrades is either dead
among the bluffs over there or with
them Il prisoner, | am going to disobcy
my instructions and find Billy
We cheercd the captain. of course. but
We knew and he knew that, though the
cattle thieves had radeu the whole OF
Kansas and Texas, too, and the Com
handing General and every other officer
downward had given orders to the con-
tary, the old troop would have hunted
up Billy themselves.
We crossed the river cautiously, for
there was a belt Of woods ON the other
side, affordng an enemy shelter and We
reached the scene OF the disturbance the
previous night without any attack upon
~. We hunted the ground all about and
found our dead cOmradc mutilat'I.
There WAS no signs OF his horse We
waited a little time and buried him with
more sorrow because we knew that he,
like the rest Of us, had always hoped,
should he fan that Billy would blow
lang over him.
The guide was a Kiowa. and trusted
as friendly. and skilful at following a
trail, but the rain OF the previous night
had so saturated the grasses OF the
plain and the earth Of the trails that 1t
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The Worlds
Harlem Office,
t25th St. and Madison Ave.

his partial stepfathers said was mighty
near like taps, and he took to the
bugle after that as. he might to a suck.
he could blow all the calls and ride TIP
to water. while leading two others, which
was more than any recruit could do.
education at the post schools, our dear
old Captain crest be to his souD held a
consultation with the Colonel and the
Adtutant, and Billy was called In at the
enlist.
1t required a special order from the
headquarters at Washington, but Billy
got his hearts desire and not sock or
when he entered. We all drew for him
out of our own clothing allowances. I
remember big Bill Healy on quarterly
draw day-he was six feet by three, !
OF No. trousers, which would not have
done more than make II couple of patches
on his own huge pants.
And bugler Billy was-ncver one
blew a cheerier reveille-never one blew
sweeter. more heartrending "taps'
over poor fellows grave IN the wilder
ness-never one could thrill you more
when your horse was tugging at your
bride arm and your sabre was In the
air and you was longing for the Captain
to tell him to sound the CHARGE
buglers. but we loved him for more than
that. When ! was down with the ma
lariai fever at Fort s., and although
was reckoned "A surly fellow enough.
little Billy brought me grapes, and he
must have paid through the nose for
them, the poor little angel And |
guess other fellows had some sort of the
same experience. Never man In the
guardhouse but Billy would find some
way to ease his mind and raise his spir-
Its. and cheerful he was always and the
cleverest jockey In the regiment except =
but, there he was a very light weight.
He used To sing. too. and the boys
would be CLEANING up for Surday morn
ing inspection, and Billy would chirp up
something jolly. and we'd yell a chorus,
and then he'd sing quietly some home
like song, and we'd forget the snow ON
the. prairie, and the trouble 10 get wood,
and the half ration, and the boys
wouldn't Join In that chorus, but Just
keep on wiping the rust from the car
bines. and some Of them may he drop
ping something Oh the barrel that would
turn TO rust very soon.
Well, we'll! Custer was there. and that
meant fun and fightirg-mOre OF the
last than the first-and down We went
In the chill of late Autumn afternoon.
just our old group under the captain, to
do something. ! don't recollect now
what II was-maybe to break up small
yillage-maybe 10 bring In a chief. Any
how the captain didn't seem frc u his
manner to think II was going to be very
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adopt her son-the Pet
And adopt him we did. Poor little
chap! The old sergeant had acquired
habits which were not conducive to
longevity and was reduced gradually
In spite Of the many chances given him
to the ranks. and ! remember few
Bill Jones. four years old, came crawl
ing on hands and knees up the steep hill
to the guardhouse and demanded furi-
ously that l. who was only humble
sentry on mo. l." should give him his
dada" who had been recently con-
fined for being under the influence Of
Intoxicating liquors. while a member Of
the post guard.
Whether the sergeant OF the guard con-
suited the officer on duty or not l don't
know. He said he did. Anyway II was
against regulations TO let that four-year-
old desperate into the guardroom. The
officer and the sergeant have the blame
between them, for he came in and raised
havoc with the guard. A sweet little
domineering chap he was and took us
by storm. The end Of 1t was that he led
his father out by the hand, and the SER
geant OF the guard sent sentry along
after them. Poor old Schuylkill never
came back alive.
The boy drew his father away to look
at MS mothers grave in the lonely Gene
terry on the bluffs, and there the old sol
uier became overcome with a sense of
MS own degradation and his child's lone
mess ana had a ut, and was found by
the doctor and ambulance men lying
dead on his wife's grave. And the SER
geant OF the guard was tried by court
martial and reduced to the ranks, for
regulations are regulations.
Bil!y's father and Billy's mother hay-
ing died without thinking 1t necessary to
notify anybody OF any relatives they
may have had, Billy was left with what
pay was due his father and the debt to
the sutler which his father owed, which
was rather rough on the four year-old,
for the debt considerably exceeded the
pay. Under these circumstances the
troops determined to lick Billy into shape
and put the kid" into the hands of
Mother Brickenscheuffer, an old German
woman who had done washing for Amer
lean soldiers and made pies for them and
lent them money since the days when
Fremont first crossed the Sierras. But
enough OF Billy's childhood and child
hoods troubles, which he certainly took
quite cheerfully.
When he was old enough to hold the
bugle to his lips he made noise which
The evening world., 1893-09-16
HIS LAST BUGLE CALL.
The Story of u Brace Bog Who Died to
SuVe Others.

the Nation" and the Kiowas and Co.
manches were causing trouble. With
them were. Of course, some Cheyennes
and Arapahoes-they never could keep
out of trouble-and lot of doughboys
Infantry, with some other cavalry be-
sides Clusters own, heap of scouts.
and SO forth. were all there chasing
those fellows. who were harder to catch
and corral than so many prairie dogs
They fought, too, and fought magnifi-
cently-learning from us how to handle
themselves. All, these Comanches! l
have seen them charge a coIralled bag
gage-train in platoons, and again in
battalion line in a manner which could
only command praise from an onlooker
for the correctness of Its alignment
al d the steadiness of its wheels. al
though that onlooker might at the mo-
ment be plugging .O-calibre bullets into
hem as fast as his carbine could be
hr rdled. Pity, indeed, that such splen-
did cavalrymen could not be organized
However, this has nothing to do with
the Pet. or only directly.
when the regiment was organized.
after the rebellion, Schuylkill Jones was
the first sergeant OF the old troop, and
he married before the end OF the war;
whom l don't know. and neither did he,
for she had been wife to so many men
previously-that stalwart old cam
paigner-that her original name and
her pedigree were lost in the passing of
the ages. But she bore him a son, and
while dressing a young private's wounds,
in the course of an attack on train
which her husbands troop escorted, was
shot dead. For her sake and for the sake
OF the old Dutch Pennsylvanians, the
troop buried her mournfully and with
out any method OF procedure decided to
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1t was in the old days. They seem
very far away indeed now, after all
that has happened since then. 1t was
but year or two before Custer and his
men of the Seventh United States Cav
airy were massacred by the Sioux In
dams, and that was i'm 1876. We were
not very much on parade out on the
plains then, and 1t mattered little to US
II man dressed in a forage cap or
campaign hat when he was in the
Held. There was not in fact, any one
to see us save those we were protect
ing-the settlers-and those we were
fighting.
1t is different now, when a buck"
gets fined for stain on the right palm
OF his glove or a misfitting blouse. Then.
i remember Sergt. NJ. OF the til,
greasing his body over when we left
post in February, and never-so ii was
said-washing undl November, when we
got back again after the campaign.
And IL you study the question, and
know the way We had TO live you will
unde' stand that the Sergeant was nei-
ther beast nor a fool. They were
rough days, and more than one man
have ! seen ride into garrison In the
late Autumn with brooches made out
of buffalo hides by his own hands. We
thought ourselves ill-treated II We had
to spend more than three months of
cold weather in the lonely picket build
ingS they called barracks, and were al
lowed no more than eight or nine TO
roam with packed saddles over the
prairie and chase the red man, who GER
tainly kept us going then. Now he
has got to growing corn and living on
his ration and begging, and he does
not AFFORD as much fun as he used to.
Custer was down on the Washita In
The evening world., 1893-09-16
The WORLD. SATURDAY Ev ENlNG, SEplEMBEn TO- IsD.
Avenue Theatre. Mr.. Goodwin Is gettin
very ambitious.

Avenue Theatre. Mr.. Goodwin Is getting
very ambitious.
Miss Lizzie Don. of the London concert
hall, and formerly of various companies
In this country. has been telling a Lon
don nss OF ner IN
is one OF them: when I was playing
in Philadelphia 1 did not take much
notice OF a young fellow who regularly
OF the season. He asked to speak to me.
l said yes, but he must be quick about
1t. He simply said i want you to be my
Te not smSw so %hst ,n sc way TSa
at last, 4 do not even know your name;
or anything about you He pleaded
very hard for an answer, and In the end
never done so yet. They. do everything
very rapidly In America"
"Coralie, is the name of play adapted
by Peter Robertson, a caustic San Fran
cisco critic, from Albert Delpits novel.
The piece. 1t is said, Is to be done In
A; N. Palmsr's eomany. in addition
to Saints and Sinners, VIII 90 Ala
ba ma" and. as a double blu, :. "A p Pair
plays will be. presented until November,
when something new may be attempted.
It Is said that the receiver Of the
Casino cleared the neat little sum OF
1900 by the roof garden en t
season. This is considered very excel
lent business. especially when It is re-
membered that the entertainmentss ~ were
be paid for the Casino by Messrs:
Lederer & Canary Is generally looked
upon as very low.
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SHE BLEED TO DEATH.
Mrs. Riley Cut Her Wrist in Stop
ping Her Children's Sport.

Mrs. Riley Cut Her Wrist In Stop
ping Her Children's Sport.
The innocent play OF her three little
children was the indirect cause Of the
death OF Mrs. Sarah Riley. whose body
lay in the Harlem Hospital this morn
ing.
Mrs. Riley was the wife OF Charles
Riley. brick handler, who lives at
22sa First avenue. Last night the chill
dren were swinging the glass door
which separates their bedroom from the
hall The mother put out her hand
to stop the swinging door. 1t struck
the glass panel and shattered It. A
jagged corner of the broken pane cut
her arm from the wrist nearly to the
elbow. severing an artery.
Her husband bandaged the wounded
arm as well as he could. and then went
conscious from loss of blood before abe
reached the hospital Every effort was
made to save her, but she died soon
after her arrival.
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BIG FOUR BOILER MEN STRIKE.
Trainmen Will Quit Work II Wages
Are Gut.

INDIANAPOLIS. Ind. Sept. 1.-THE
boiler-makers on the Peoria and Eastern
Division Of the Big Four Railway quit
work yesterday. owing to a reduction In
the hours of labor The boiler-makers
In the shop at Urhana went out last
night.
Trouble Is brewing between the Big
Four officers and trainmen over n threat
ened cut in wages. and II Is understood
that unless the Grievance Committee ad :
justs matters satisfactorily general
strike Will take place on Sept. %.