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Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22

Pardon, monsieur, y said the third young
man. Il hope we did not hurt you" The
speaker picked up the old mans hat
no. was the bitter answer.
The young man saw the violin
You are a musician =
Il was once" Two great tears trickled
down the old mans cheeks.
What is the matter ! Are you ill 2"
T The old man faltered for a moment then
he held out his hat to them.
" i've me a trihe, for the love of Col.
can no longer earn anything by my art.
My fingers are stiff and my daughter is dy
ing of consumption and want.
Down in his pockets went each one of
the trio. They were but poor students, and
the result was only sixteen SOUS This was
the combined capital of the two. The
third ha only cake of resin.
This wont do" declared the one who
had apologized for the accident eve
want more than that to relieve our fellow
artist A pull together will do it, You,
Adolphe, take the violin and accompany
Gustave, while | go around with the hat. y
ringing laugh was the answer.
They pulled their hats over their faces
and turned up their coat-collars in order
to avoid recognition. Adolphe took the
violin from the old mans trembling hands
Gustave Strengthened out his shoulders
In another moment the first notes Of ties
Carnival de Venice" were floating cut
upon the night air Such mastery music
did not customarily come from the instru-
ments of street players. Windows of the
palatial houses flew up, and heads were
thrust out of the openings. The strollers
coming down the street stopped and those
who had gone on retraced their footsteps
Soon a good sized crowd had gathered
Gustave sang the favorite cavatina from
La Dame Blanche" in a manner that held
the audience spell-bound 1t trained mon
ey" into the hat when the song was fin
! ished.
Zone more tune" whispered the treas
urer of the enterprise. Bring out those
bass not of yours, Adolphe. I'll help
you out with the baritone part, Gustave,
my brave tenor. The heavens will open
and larks ready roasted fall into tn old
mans mouth, Wen finish up with the
trio from 'Guilaume Tell And mind,
now, we're singing for the honor of the
conservatory as well as for the sake of
brother artist"
The three young men played and sang
probably as they never played and sang in
Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22

trembling hand in both of hers, was say
ing, as the tears trickled down her cheeks {:
but why didn't you get some one to
write to us for you, Moses =
Then Nose, shifting still, told of his long
illness in the hospital, and of his having
afterward met a man from the coast who
told the story of the sale of the plantation,
but did not know where the family had
gone.
"Wnen fixed up that bundle, " the old
lady resumed 81 was thinking of you,
Moses. Every year we have sent out such
little packages to any needy colored people
of whom we knew, as a sort of memorial
to our lost ones. always hall hoping that
they might actually reach some of them
And | thought of you specially, Mos s."
she continued, mischievously. when put
in all that tn key-stulfing. Do you reruem-
Der how greedy you always were about
pecan stufiing 1t wasn't quite as good as
usual this year
Nom dat what l say" said Nose
II tot luke dat stufiin' warn't quite up ter
de mark-ain't l. luke Fo' gracious sake,
look at luke, settin on his daddy's shout
der, with face on i'm as ole as a man
Put dat boy down, Pete OATS a business
man you foolin' wild -
Whereupon little Duke-man of affairs,
forsger, financier-overcome at last with
the fulness of the situation, made real
ly babyish square mouth, and threw him
self sobbing upo his fathers bosom.
Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22
PHOENIX, BRATTLEBORO FRIDAY, DECEMBER %, 1898.

folks OATS a sad story fur Christmas,
Juke, but eff you sesso--
Hit all happened in one night, time o.
de big break in de levee. seven years
gone by. We was lookin' fur de bank ter
crack crost de river f'om us, an SO boss
done had Token all hans over, cep'n us ole
folks an chillen, ter hep work an watch
de yether side Bout midnight, willis we
was all sleepin', come a roarin SCUM, an
fus' thing we knowed, all in de pitchy dark
ness, we was floatin' away-nobody cep'n
DIES you an me an yo nanny in de cabin
-fioatin' an bumpin' an rockin an all de
time dark as pitch. So we KEEP on-one
minute stiddy, mex minute cher PUNK gins
a tree ur someh'n nother-all in de dark
an one minute you'd cry-you was des
weanin' baby den-an' mex minute, I'd
heah de bed you an yo' ma was in bump
gins de wall, an you'd laugh out loud an
yo' nanny she'd holler-all in de dark
An so we Travelled up an down, bunkety-
bunk, seem lax honderd hours tell treck-
ly termenjus wave come, an | had
SCARCELY felt it boomin' onder me when
pitched an ev'ything went travelin' An
when put out my ham felt you by me
but yo' nanny, she warn't nowhar
"HoP up yo' face an don't cry, boy. |
been mighty poor nanny ter yer, but l
besses Cord ter night fur savn' dat little
black baby ter me-all in de win an de
storm an de dark dat night
you see, yo daddy, he was out wild de
Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22

this sort that made his old fingers tremble
as he united the strings, peeping or shifting
into the little parcels of tea and coffee and
flour. Suddenly something happened. Out
of little sack of buckwheat, accidentally
upset, r lied a ten-cent pieca The old
man threw up his arms moment--then,
telling forward uron the table, sobbed
aloud.
1t was some time before Nose could make
Duke comprehend the situation but finally.
pointing to the coin lying before him, he
cried Look, boy, look Wharbouts is
you got dat bundle ? Open yo' mouf, boy
Look at de money in de buckwheat-b bag !
Oh, my ole mistess Nobody but you's tied
up dat bundle Praise Cord, l sayl'
There was no sleep for either Nose or
Duke now and, late as it was, they soon
started out, the old man steadying himself
on Dukes shoulder, to find their people.
1t was hard for little Duke to believe
even after they had Rugged all round and
laughed and cried, that the stylish black
man who answered the door-bell. silver
tray in hand, was his own father He had
often longed for a blue-shirted plantation
daddy" but never in his most ambitious
moments, had he aspired to flial relations
with SO august parsonage as this
But while Duke was swelling up, rolling
his eyes, an wondering, Nose stood in the
centre of crowd of his wi tie people,
while a gray-haired old lady, holding his
Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22
AN OLD STORY OF GOUNOD.
What is Said to BE an Episode of His
student Days.

Charles Francis Gounod, whose re emit
death the musical world so deeply mourns
possessed a kind heart as well as the genius
of great composer. The following anec-
dote has the merit of being strictly true
On Christmas evening" 1887, an old man
with a stout stick wake slowly through
the most fashionable quarter of Paris. His
right arm closely pressed to his side, as if
it were some sacred thing an oblong OBJ
ject wrapped in a checkered cotton hand
erchief, He was thinly clad, shivering
and emacated. He was buffeted about by
the skurrying crowds, apparently at a loss
which way to turn. He united the check
cred handkerchief and disclosed a violin
and bow. He raised the instrument and
started to play a sentimental strain, but
the result was only hal sh and inharmoni-
Gus sounds The street minis chaffed him
With sob, he fell down upon the steps, rest
ing the instrument upon his knees. "My
Cod" he cried, 81 can no longer playr
Three young men came down the street
singing a tune, then popular among the
students of the Conservatoire de Musique
One of them accidentally knocked off his
hat, a second stumbled against his leg
The bareheaded old violinist rose proudly
TO his feet
Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22

their after life. The most critical of audi
ences was enthralled.
Life came back to the old man. He
grasped his stick and, adopting it as a ba-
ton, used it with the air of having authori-
ty. He stood transfixed when thev had
done his face lighted up, his eyes glis-
tened.
The proceeds of the entertainment net
ted five hundred francs. Many of the
wealthy listeners had thrown gold pieces
into the old battered hat
Then they gave him back his hat and its
contents and wrapped up the instrument
in the old checkered handkerchief.
Your names Your names I" the old
man gasped. "Give me your names that
bless them on my deathbed"
MY name is Faith, said the first.
"And mine Hope, " said the second.
And mine Charity" said the treasurer
of the enterprise
you do not even know mine" contin-
ued the old man, regaining his voice. "Ah!
l might have been an imposter, but | am
not My name is Chapuce. For ten years
l directed the orchestra of the opera at
Strasburg. 1t was l who mounted Gull
laume Tell Since left my native Alsace
misfortune has followed me With this
lhOhey my daughter ana | can go to the
country, aud there she will recover her
health and l shall find place to teach
what can no longer perform. You-all
of you-shall be the greatest of the great
est"
Amen !" was the hearty response of the
students, as they shook the old mans hand.
Despite their attempt at disguise the
young men had been recognized by one
who afterward told the tale.
They were known to fame in later years
as Gustave Roger, the great tenor, Adolphe
Herman, the great violinist, and Charles
Gounod, the great composer
The old mans prophecy was fulfilled
Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22
rive BE Blithe and Warm at Heart,

If we be blithe and warm at heart.
If we be sound and pure Within
No sorrow shall abide with us
Longer than dwels the sin;
Though autumn fogs the landscape fold,
Through autumn tempests roam,
Our summer is not over yet
We keep the sun at home.
But if our heart be void and cold,
BE sure no good viii live therein,
But sorrow for the sorrows sake,
And sin because of sin;
And aye, the dropping of the leaf.
And aye the falling of the snow,
And aye, the barren, barren earth
Though summer winds do blow.
Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22
The Children's Tim. o. Year.

II is the children's time o. year:
Their faces. radiant with delight,
Fill even the poorest homes with cheer,
And make the happiest still more bright
The gravest eve puts on a smile,
To watch their pranks and merry ways,
And mark how glad the world is, while
With gifts and laughter. songs and plays,
The children keep the holidays
Elizabeth .Ikers IHe
Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22
Gems of the Christmas Season.

1T is His STAR the shepherds sang,
- Whose light fulfils the story
toretold by angels unto men,
The Christ-chid's star of glory.
Hung low and bright, oh, blessed sight
Ger hill and glimmering hollow
We tread today, the untrod way
Where all the world will follow"
Sarah D. Clark
Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22

Ring till the tender impulse turns
10 plying thought, to generous deed;
King till the eager spirit burns
To succor all that need!
And while We ring, with heart and voice,
Glory to God let all men say,
And every living soul rejoice
That Christ was born today,
Mary Z. Bradley.
Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22

God rest you, Chrysten gentil men.
Wherever you may be
God rest you all in felde or hall
or on We stormy sea
For on this morn our Chryst is horn
That saveth you and me.
Eugene Field.
Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22

While shepherds watched their fIocLs he nipbt
All seated on the ground d.
The angel of the lord came down.
And glory shone around
Fear not, said he, for mighty dread
Had seized their troubled mind:
Glad tidings of great joy bring
10 you and all mankind
Carol Of 1903
Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22

10 g man Gods Christmas day was given
That we might know the gates of Heaven
are swung aside when souls have striven
To follow Him of Bethlehem.
DE- Lfer Giil III
Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22

The dearest thing of all, dears,
About this Christmas time.
So full of mirth and music,
or story, song and rhyme,
Is that to little children
II brings enough of cheer.
In homes that else were dreary.
To last them all the year.
Mrs. SdngSter
Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1893-12-22

The sun was showing in a CLEAN on the
river next morning, when Nose called lust
lily: "Weck up, luke, week up Christ
mus gif', boy, Christmas gift
Duke turned heavily once then, catching
the words, he sprang up with bound.
"Christmus gif', grandad he return
ed, rubbing his eyes; then fully waking, he
cried " Look onder de chips in de bucket,
gran'dad.
And the old man choked up again as he
produced the bag of tobacco over which he
had actually cried a little last night, when
he had found it hidden beneath the chips
with which he had cooked Dukes candy. =,
81 clare, luke, l clare you is caution, "
was all he could say.
San who gimme all deze ?" Duke ex-
claimed, suddenly seeing his own gifts.
II don know nothin''t all bout it, less n
OF Santa Claus mought token rest in our
mud chimney las night, said the old man.
between laughter and tears ,,
And Duke, the knowing little scamp
The evening world., 1893-10-17
A CHANCE FOB DUNRAvEN.

Our British cousins are not satisfied
hat Nigilant is superior 20 Walk RTE.
lr previous contests for the Americas
Cup the victory Of the centreboard boat
has been decisive beyond question. This
year. although the sloop has led the
cutter across the finish limo In three
consecutive races. under different con-
ditions OF wind and weather. Lord Dun
raven is Of the opinion still that his
boat Is as good, at least, as ours. He
attributes his defeat to luck and acct
dent. and points ,ut that In "A very
light breeze and In going to windward
in half . gale NGllyrie has proved her
self to be The faster boat.
English yachtsmen. according to the
London correspondent of THE World"
insist that Lord Dunravan threw away
the certainty of victory by cutting down
Nalkyrle after she had demonstrated
her superiority in English waters. Bri-
tann!a. they ray. would beat Nail,yrie In
her present rig by a much greater
margin than that by which Nigilant
beat her.
Well. now. gentlemen. there is an easy
a to decide the question. We are
sportsmen and believe in fair play.
Lord Dunraven Is to sail for home to-
morrow. Before he goes let him chal-
lenge again for the cup. the races to be
sailed next year. His BOAT is to Winter
here. In the Spring he can tune her
up" He ma restore her length on the
water line 10 her English standard. in
crease her sail area by a thousand
square feet, try our winds and our
The evening world., 1893-10-17
THE MAJORITY MUST RULE.

There has been another weary day OF
Wrangle and obstruction in the Senate.
The conspirators remain not only oh
stinate, but defiant. Perched upon the
cold heights Of an infallible %conCeit, they
interpose their opinions or their greed
against the almost unanimous wish Of
the nation. They not only threaten rev
olution; thev have precipitated 1t. Tho
principle they seek to destroy forms the
basis Of our institutions. overthrow
1t and the gorgeous palaces and cloud
capped towers fall into ruins as hope
lessly as II some Cromwell or Napoleon
had demolished them with the shot Of
cannon
Thomas Jefferson understood the vital
principles OF our Government better.
perhaps, than any other statesman liv-
ing or dead. With a zeal n persist
ency born of patriotic apprehension
he urged the preservation OF majority
rule in his letters. In his conversations
and I'm his public documents. When he
~crystallized the essential doctrines of
free government into single sentences
he gave special emphasis and promi-
hence to this fundamental dogma. "Ab-
solute acquiesence in the decision of the
majority" said he, "is the vital principle
of republics. from which there IL no APP
peal but to force. the vital principle and
immediate parent OF despotism."
Here, then, is the alternative. which
has been precipitated by the minority in
the Senate-the rule of the majority. or
force.
How can any patriot be a party to
The evening world., 1893-10-17
PRETTY GIRL As DETECTIVE.
She Delivered to the Police a Chi
naman Wanted for Arson.
Coaxed Him Into . House aud Sent
for q Pol ceman.

Carolina carobiDi, n pretty young
daughter Of sunny Italy. OF 10 Spring
street. has distinguished herself as a
detective.
The police Of the Prince street station
can thank this little female Sleuth for
her sagacity. for they now have under
arrest the China man who, II Is believed,
last Sunday night set fire to Wing Lees
laundry in the basement of l70 Prince
street.
Tho prisoner is Tow Loue, thirty-eight
years old, of 20 Mott street. He worked
for Wing Lee up to within a week ago,
when he vas discharged for misconduct.
Sunday night about $50 Carolina caro-
bin saw Tow Loue enter Wing Lees
laundry carrying what looked like a
Kerosene can. Five minutes later she
saw Tow rush out of the laundry and
disa around the corner into South
Fifth avenue.
Wing Lee was not at home. Some
body alarmed the fremen, and the blaze
was extinguished, doing little damage.
The presence of kerosene pointed to
arson, and the police having seen Wins
Lee and learned the circumstances of
Tow's discharge, made a search for
him. but without success.
Yesterday afternoon Carolina Caro-
bini saw Tow on Prince street. and
recognized him as the man she saw
go Into Lees laundry. She went down
stairs and persuaded Tow to go up
stairs with her. In the mean time she
sent a boy to the station-house
Sergt Barry, with two detectives.
went to the house and there found Tow
with Carolina. Tow was locked up. and
to-day he will be remanded from Jcffer-
son Market Court to await the coming
of Wing Lee, who had left the neigh
borhood and moved somewhere in Mott
streef.
The evening world., 1893-10-17
SUPERsTITIOUS OF NO. 10.
A Fair Government Clerk Refused
to Stay in Atlantic City.

There IL a young lady in the census
office who Is "A smart, clever and we'll
informed girl generally, but she Is as
superstltious as MAJ be, says the Wash
ington Star.
Some time ago she secured her g
lar leave and went to Atlantic City to
spend IT.
signed a room. She had unpacked her
things. attircd herself In Il most at
tractivc dress and was about to go down
to dinner when she discovered that the
number of her apartment was 13.
Without a moments delay she hastily
disrobed and put on her travelling
dress. rcpackcd her runk and hurrying
down to the office directed the clerk. to
send for an express wager to take her
luggage to another hotel.
When the ~astonished young man re-
mination. she told him. lie said an
other room would be placed at her dis
pusul. but she replied that she could
not sleep under the roof after such a
warning as that and off she went to
another hostelry.
Next day she made her way to Jack
sons clearinghouse to take "A hot bath.
When she was conducted to It, she gave
"A Mortified shrek and nearly tainted. 1t
vas bathroom IL.
As hurriedly as She had left the first
ENLISTMENT and rushed to her stopping
place, and despite the ~pleadings of half
a dozen friends who had called on her
she threw her things into her trunk and
took The next train for home.
She said she wouldn't lave remained
another minute longer in Atlanti' city
II the entire island was given to he..
The evening world., 1893-10-17
CLAIMED BY TWO WIDOWS.
Weinberger's First Wife sues 'or
the 81, 900 Endowment.

Lawyer Alfred B. Jaworower. of the
Pulitzer Building. has brought a friendly
action on behalf of Fannie Weinberger
against the Independent Order Sons of
Benjamin to recover $1,000 endowment
claimed to be due her by reason of the
death of her husband.
The Order is ready to pay the money,
but does not know to whom 10 pay It, as
there are two claimants, each saying she
Ia the widow"
Fannie Weinberger. the plaintiff whom
Lawyer Jaworower represents, alleges
that she was married to Wcinberger
some thirty odd years ago. She had sev-
eral children, all grown up and estab-
lished In business here.
Some ten years ago her husband left
her and came to this country. She fol-
lowed him. and when she went to the
children and told them what their father
had done, they decided to support her
and have nothing further TO do with
him.
The father. upon learning how things
stood, went to Philadelphia and married
another woman although II Is alleged,
he never was divorced here. Four chill
dren were born of the second union.
Upon his death. "a few months ago. worl
was sent to the son of the first wife to
come and bury his father. which he did.
The first wife claimed the money due
from the Sons of Benjamin. The second
wife also put in n claim.
The evening world., 1893-10-17
Novelties T.. Bonnet Pins.

At one time every one fastened on her
hat with a piece of elastic. Then this
discarded and far from ornamental
black and white-headed pins. as the
case might be, were used. The appear
ance of many a pretty little bonnet
VAS marred by the reckless use of these
unsightly articles. But We have
changed all that and nowadays bonnet
pins are made Il special study Of. with
the most charming results. 1t Is neces-
sary to have a set of pins to one with
hat or bonnet, and they may be
obtained in all shapes, sizes and colors.
Some of the prettiest simulate lowers.
BLU corn-iowers have a tiny crystal
%slistening In the centre of the stamens,
n brilliancy Is added to counterfeit
Neapolitan and wood violets by the
same means. Pink-tipped daisies make
bewitching pins, as 10 sweet pea BIOS
sons in natural tints. Pin heads set
with crystals are always effective. or
more costly and elaborate designs there
is an immense variety. Moonstones are
much used in conjunction with dia-
monds, and many fanciful ideas are
carried out in the multi-colored stones
which have been so fashionable of late.
The evening world., 1893-10-17
A LIFE FOR A NICKEL.

1t liz not surprising that a passenger
the ~" road was pushed off one OF
the crowded platforms yesterday. re-
injuries which may cripple IL
they do not kill him. The wonder is that
such accidents are not more frequent.
AT certain hours of the day these plat
forms are mere surSing masses of hui
able to do anything for himself The
weak are helpless in such crowds. and Il
is clearly the duty of the Company +,
afford them every possible protection
against injury.
But II seems many Of tho platforms
ere Without even that cheap protection
which n few iron bars would afford.
The Company in such cascs f. Liable
for gross n"GiiScIecs. IT IL its duty 60
afford safeguards against the cripplmc
or killing of passengers at the Stations
as well a. 81 III" ears. The M !,
Elevated sta.rway the Company becomes
liable for any injury that may rcsul,
from its failure t. uAr due diligence tc
protect the passenger from injury.
\ little experience in the courts vii
perhaps convince III" management tina
1t Is cheaper to prevent personal ia.
juries than to pay FOR them 1t is onI,
by convincing tn" Company on thi
point that the public can hope 70
reasonable precautions against acct
don't.