Birmingham age-herald., 1895-07-14


 the topmost peak of the perpendicular
 cliff, where it probably conducted saul
 sage factory or meat canning establish
 ment. Miss Arabella Ftts, etc. let fall
 her treasured volume and shrieked until the valley rang with the music of. her cries. and two eve lambs that were graz
 ing near dropped dead from fright. Soon
 the entire population of the neghborng village. including one old woman who has
 not left her bed for ten years and had to be brought out on hastily constructed stretcher. were gathered around the hys- tsrical young lady, who explained in trembling tones the cause of those awful shreks. which still echo through the val ley. Fifty cents" she cried. "to he who will scale the giddy heights of wonder
 cliff and rescue my darling pet from the cruel clutches of that horrid bird of
 prey
 | All were silent for a moment, strong
 men paled, and one of the dead eve lambs rolled over and gasped with astonish- ment at the idea of any one climbing that rugged wall of stone. Suddenly a wlld-eyed. consumptive looking stranger. with rope in his hand. stepped forwad and in ringing tones declared that he
 ''would rescue the dog or die in the at tempt He tied the rope around his waist paying no heed to the sarcastic individual who suggested that his neck would be a better place for it. The null
 
 goat could not climb that cliff, Ito which an old man replied. Goats and fools is | different and the stranger was allowed | to start on his perilOus journey. Slowly, | inch by inch, he crept up the cliff, york; | ing his way higher and higher above | the heads of the gaping throng who watched his every movement with wide | and distended eyes. They seemed not to | breathe, and an ashy pailor was upon l their upturned faces.
 Tha ct 6a xxrax Q | feet up the wall of stone, when. for an | instant he seemed to waver. One mo- | ment he stood irresolute then with an | awful cry he fell headlong from his dizzy | perch. Thrice he turned in the air, then struck the ground with a thud that dis- | lodged the dog from the eagles nest and
 brought it tumbling down to the foot of | Miss Aarabella, etc, whose happiness | was again restored.
 Tendcrly they gathered up the bruised and bleeding form of the stranger and
 bore it on all old door toward the village. | As the sad procession moved slowly along | the setting sun cast a slanting ray of | light upon the form of the brave cliff | climber, illumina ting a small tin bsdge | that was pinned upon his now still breast. l Stamped in large figures upon the little l badge was "16 to r.
 Vereily. verify, as the days go by the
 silverites grow less. and it's long time
 before the next national election |
 Editor Cyclone: I regret to see so | many historical inaccuracies in your | eastern letters. written by MT. GotuIn. | Last week he referred to George Wash | ington on his march from Atlanta to the
 sea" This grand march was led by Gen | eral Sherman READER
 When Reader furnishes absolute
 proof that our correspondents historical | alusions are incorrect we shall be glad | to acknowledge their inaccuracy and | make corrections. In the meantime they | stand good.
 l Gotum Again.
 l Albany. N. Y., July 12.-(Special Corr l respondence of the Cyclone)-l came 1 up here on a steamboat, but had to leave l it at the dock on my arrival, as there | is city ordinance which prohibits car l rying steamboatS through the street.
 I left New York Wednesday, going as | far as Sing Sing by rail-don't under | stand me to mean fence rail. In going
 through the prison l met an old ac7 l quantance, John Swipes. He was | pleased to see me, and said he would like | very much to show me around the coGn- l try, but, like the immortal Dr. Manette, l he had to finish pair of shoes before | his time would be his own. Your read l CTS will remember Dr. Manette as a l character in "A Tale of Two Cities by l old Sleuth author of Last Days of | pompeii." I told John that I would | have the Cyclone sent to him during his 1 confinement, but he said it was against l the rules to send newspapers to prison l guests, and was afraid they would not | allow it. However, I spoke to the war I den about it, and he said it would be l all right. as he did not consider the Cy-
 clone a newspaper; he looked upon 1t | as a scientific journal.
 l I stayed :n Sing Sing two hours and l fifty cents. then took steamer up the l river We had not gotten out of sight of land before it began to rain, and soon l the whole surface of the river was cov- l cred with water.
 The first stop we made after leaving | Sing Sing was at West Point On reach l ing there, while the deck hands were<an- | loading some students who had been l down to the city, l took a short walk around the beautiful old place. l saw l some soldiers, dressed in blue overalls l and cotton shirts, drilling well. They | seemed we'll drilled and made very | fine appearance. All seemed good hn- | guists and was especially interested in | the superior swearing of the major-gen- | eral who bossed the job. None of them TS4.cn the regulation uniforms, so con | ninded nnu K was wash day at the college. ''u1 Af.or MAst Point comes Newburgh,
 very old ou1 be mot cty tVo is eIa bt ff o o the
 ceedingly friskeee the streets have
 siuI such @ a pitch that lis almost impossible e to tow walk straight on them. make tnis S | statement for the benefit of Scnrc ths | who might be puzzled to account fo9 ssu- uncertain gate of the average NJ burgher.
 Like good many other eastern cifie Newburgh has Washington hearqua ters, an ancient pile of gray stones s rounded by beautiful. fower-dof grounds, which slope down to the Hnl | son, forming picture that is fair to lod upon. 1 did not go ashore, as l ca very near heinz "dOue fOr'' while in place on a previous occasion, and q