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Der Nordstern. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1874-1931, 1895-01-17
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Der Nordstern. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1874-1931, 1895-01-17

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Der Nordstern. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1874-1931, 1895-01-17

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Der Nordstern. [volume] (St. Cloud, Minn.) 1874-1931, 1895-01-17

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used yearly, simply for packing and
Grating the machines for shipment.
Two whole floors Of an immense build
ing are devoted to the woodwork, and
here, in an atmosphere of sawdust, the
planers screech, the saws spin and 100
men work with drawshaves, planes
and hammers. Highly seasoned oak,
second growth hickory, ash. maple and
poplar are most largely used.
Most of the wood parts are smoothed
on great wheels covered with sand
paper before they go to the paint-shop.
In another great room the bolts and
screws are made, bitten by clever little
machines from solid rods of metal. One
great room In the works is devoted en-
tirely to canvas work, for each har-
vester has numerous canvas parts. One
set of girls cuts the pieces out, another
hens them and third puts on the Stats
the buckles and the straps. In this
one factory 40 acres of duck are used
every year. This would make a strip
three feet wide and 452 miles long.
One of the most important processes
in the whole manufacture is the max
ing of the knives and sickles which cut
the hay and grain. The raw steel comes
into the works in long narrow strips,
and an ingenious machine cuts 1t up
instantly into the proper shapes at the
rate Of two every second. After being
beveled they are tempered by an in
teresting process. The pyramid-shaped
pieces of steel are heated over fires fed
with fuel oil, and at the proper mo
ment they are lifted off and plunged
into an oil bath. From this, as soon
as they are cool, they are fished out and
shoveled into the tempering ovens,
which deprive them of their brittleness.
From this room they go the grinding
room, where a score of huge grind
stones whirl noiselessly from daylight
to dark.
The sections are fitted into swinging
brackets, which hold them at an angle
against the stone. Water pours down
over them in stream, but so great Is
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AFTER THIRTY YEARS.
LEvEN!

- LEVEN!
r. The mellow stroke rang out
sweetly on the still night air
of Rockland and a lonely watch
er who counted them as seconds bringing
nearer and nearer the saddest day Of her
existence, bent over her wretched sewing
and sti1ed sob and tear.
There had been no Christmas 10y In
Mary Burton's life for over a quarter Of
a century, no pleasant birthday celebra-
tions, no holiday reunions-only sorrow,
bitterness and longing, eliminating in q
passion and agony of grief when Decora-
tion Day came around.
As now. Twelve! Memorial morn had
dawned, the day when vivid memory took
her back over the scarlet path from Sum-
ter to Richmond, to find its last step near
ly three decades distant and yet she had
not forgotten one episode in which her
brave husband had proven his heroism.
only to fall at the Threshold e that gold
en- peace which made blue and gray
friends and brothers once again.
1t had been struggle, privation and lone
illness since that mournful moment. She
had come TO her dead husbands home af-
ter the war, to be near his grave, to con-
sole his aged mother, till she, too, died,
and Mrs. Burton was alone in the world
'"The last look to-day!' she murmured
brokenly, placing aside her sewing and
gazing from the window past the moonlit
meadow to where white monuments stood
like sentinels on eternal guard. ''The last
Howers-the last goodbye! One gravel
Oh, IL II were only two-if the other but
slept by her fathers side, could 90 In
peace. since duty Wills"
These were her musings, and they franz
ed a poignant picture of anguish and un-
rest until morning had come.
Mrs Burton had received an offer to
accompany a wealthy family to Brazil AZ
housekeeper. 1t would make her an exile,
but II promised comfort and permanent
home.
She would carry away with her, how
ever something more than a widowed
heart-the sorrowful distress of be-
reaved mother, but bereaved so strangely,
90 terribly. that for thirty years doubt
and anguish had lain incessantly over her
soul like hideous pail.
Fastening to hear her wounded, dyiDs
husbands last words, accompanied by
their only child, little Myrtle, then one
year old, the river boat on which they
were passengers had been attacked, burn
Cd and sunk by guerrillas.
Mother and child were separated in thu
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furnace mouth. After the castings
come forth the -four cores inside OF
them can be readily broken out.
Then each article goes to the tumb-
ling-room, where it Is placed inside of
cylinder resembling barrel and half
filed with pieces of iron. When the
cylinder revolves the rough edges are
worn from the casting. making 1t
smooth and bright. Defective pieces
always break In the tumblers. The
room in which the machines work Is so
noisy with the constant rattling of
iron In the cylinders that 1t suggests
all pandemonium let loose. 1t Is per-
fectly wonderful with what ease i'm
mense molds and casts are lifted and
carried about the foundry. This Is ac-
complished by means OF pneumatic
piston, to which graphing chain and
cables are attached. When the hooks
are fastened to the article to be moved
the workman pulls string, the COM
pressed air rushes into the cylinder un-
der the valve and up goes the load as
easily as II 1t We're on fifty-ton eleva-
tor Pulling another string let's out
the air and the load slides easily down.
ward again.
Much greater care is required in the
casting of the malleable iron parts of
the machines-the smaller devices on
which the strain is very great. In the
great room In which this work is done
each of the molders of whom there are
about 100, has stall of his own, with
his own casting sand and tools. He
makes his own enthusiastically the same
piece month In and month out. One
man has made knife heads steadily for
fifteen years. The workmen are paid
by the piece, and some of them have
grown so very expert that their wages
are large. When the iron Is hot each
man fills his thirty y-five-pound ladle and
runs with it to his stall, where he fills
his mold. 1t is an exciting scene dur
ing the pouring hours of the day. Here
all the smaller harvester and mower
attachments are made-7O0 to 500 cast
ings of different kinds-and large guam
titles are kept on hand for repair pur-
poses. Many old farm implement
houses which have great many of
their machines In use, find this profit
able part of their business. Many Of
them have repair supply houses in all
parts of tho world. During several
months of the recent financial difficult
ties it Is said that one Chicago manu-
facturer actually made larger profits
out Of his repair department than he
did from the sale of new machines. One
of the largest concerns has a cable and
telegraph code word for each casting,
so that repairs can be ordered from
anywhere in the world in the shortest
possible space of time.
Back Of the manufactory and facing
on the river Is the lumber yard. More
than 100000 feet of pine and hard
wood stock Is used yearly in the manu-
facture of tongues. whffietrees and
parts of the bodies of the machines. al
though the wood part of the industry
Is n bagatelle as compared with the
ironwork. About 100000 feet are
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Women of the g. A. r..

The important part that women are
playing in the memorial and charitable
work Of the Grand Army Of the Republic
every post has attached to 1t woman's
auxiliary, and no small part is entrusted
to its charge. In looking after the wants
and supplying the needs Of the sick, nurs-
ing the suffering, investigating cases re-
ported as deserving of charity, and in
gathering flowers to decorate the graves
Of the dead, these noble women perform
a service that adds to the credit of the
order. They are worthy Of all honor.
Their influence il for good, and 1t II In
creasing all the time.
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out in hot, smoky workshops making
cutting their grain. Connected with
these artisans there is vast army of
advertisers, printers and business men
In various capacities. In return for
the machines the farmers send q part
Of their wheat to feed those who serve
them.
Probably the greatest mandatory of
farm machinery In world is located in
Chicago. The material comes in crude
-pig-iron in blocks and lumber In
planks. 1t passes to some one of the
score of buildings covering fifty-one
acres of ground i'm the northwestern
part of the city and is made into tens
of thousands of small parts which are
finally assembled. fitting together ex-
actly, and the machines-harvesters
reapers. mowers and hay-rakes-go out
beautifully painted and ready for work.
These devices are not alone used In
this country, where they have rendered
bonanza farming n possibility. but they
are sent all over the world. Harvesters
made in Chicago click through wheat
fields in Argentine. in India, In the
farms Of the Sultan of Turkey, in South
Africa, In Australia, in Russia and
everywhere else that grain is grown.
The iron Is unloaded from trains or
boats at one end of the immense fac
tory buildings, and 1t goes at once to
the foundry. This Is great, high
RATED room with smoky windows and
the earth for floor. 1t bangles full Of
ropes, chains and pulleys connected
with devices for lifting the heavy molds
and castings. Overhead are the tracks
Of a railroad with numberless switches
and curves. From it swing great ket-
ties containing hundreds of pounds Of
molten metal which Is being trundled
here and there to fill the molds. Over
the entire surface of the ground as
thick as they can stand are great
square molds made of casting sand and
containing little holes in the top
through which the metal Is to run.
All the forenoon the men have been
bIsy at work forming the molds in the
shape Of heavy wheels, harvester seats
and other of the larger iron parts of
the machinery. This is done by hollow
ing out holes in the black sand just the
shape and size of the object wanted.
The filling of the molds, known TO
the workmen as the pouring" takes
place twice every day. The pig metal
or gray iron Is melted in a huge retort
at one side of the room. When 1t Is as
liquid as'water 1t is let out with much
sputtering and fireworks through lit
tie hole In the bottom into big crucible
lined with fire-clay. When this Is full
the workmen push II along, it being
suspended by running pulley to the
overhead railroad, and the molders
run out one after another to have their
long dippers filed. The larger molds
are filed by pouring directly from the
crucible. Blue flames and n thick white
smoke belch out of the mold as the
hot iron goes In. After the pouring
has gone forward for half an hour the
whole room is full of smoke, through
which the dark figures of the men dash
back and forth like evil spirits. the
blue flames squirt from the molds and
J the sparks rise in fountains from the
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loiter along behind to do the shocking.
All Of the exhausting work of hand
binding has been done away with, to-
gether with the necessity of preparing
heavy harvest-dinners for the workers.
OF course some of the romance Of
farming is lost in reducing its opera
tions to machinery, but fifty years
hence, when there is a machine for cut
ting, binding and thrashing the grain
and then grinding it into -four on the
spot so that it can be taken from the
field in barrels, future generations may
look back and mourn for the romance
OF the twine-binder days.
The complete interdependence of
country and city is perhaps nowhere
better illustrated than in the farm ma
chinery industry. Thousands of foun-
ders, iron workers, molders, wood
workers, cabinet-workers, painters and
other craftsmen. all pre-eminently city
dwellers, are engaged day in and day
Crawford avalanche., 1895-05-30
He Knew So Much.

1t was just one of the things one
chances on in hotel now and then.
They were breakfasting near me. She
was stunning in a honeymoon gown and
diamonds.
He was palmer, but he, too, wore dia-
monds.
heard him make several little verbal
slips, and every time he did it she
reached one foot under the table and
kicked him gently.
She was trying to be so impresslvely
correct. They began breakfast ON
fruit.
Then the waiter brought in finger
bowls.
He looked at him in surprise. Then.
with the confidence of man who
knows 1t all, he said distinctly:
j'Take these finger bowls away. We
are not ready for them. We haven't
finished breakfast yet"
And by his sudden, half-suppressed
"Ouchv' knew her foot had been well
aimed Post.
Crawford avalanche., 1895-05-30
4 REVISIT TO LIssv PRISON.

(goms time ago Chicago capitalists pur-
dhased and removed to that city Libby
Prison" Of Richmond, Va, the old brick
warehouse where so many Union prison
err were incarcerated during the civil
war. IL Is used as war museum and
contains a large collection of very inter-
ssting relics)
Chicago has raised her jeweled hand
And clasped her arm with an iron bands
As saint may toy with tyrant's crown,
After his throne has been toppled downi
Az slave may lift his broken chain.
To test. in might. its strength again
'sWhat Is ii they say, old comrades dearI
no animcsity harbored here;
No sectional feeling or party spite
In Libby PrisonY That's right, that's
right.
we have lit the fires oflove and peace
IT'S time the blasts of war should ceaseT
''Yes, lead me in. 'Tis the same low door
That open swung for us both before;
On a day like this, when the frost-cut
leaves,
Drifting low on the smoky breeze,
Fell, dew-dyed, on the crimsoned breast
OF many lad that lay at rest.
-And many a gallant fellow lay
White and cold in his suit of gray,
Before we set out for this prison pen,
Jeered on and driven by Forests men,
As the settling smoke at evenfall
Fell Ger the dead-a flame -fringed pallI
@Well, how does it look? plainly sea
With inner sight, how it used to be.
Here was the door and the post about
there,
Where cut my name with painful care
When, as weak as any child, l lay
After my fever'd burned away.
"Just let me grope; can surely find
The spots have so we'll in mind.
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confusion of rescue, and when the terrible
night had passed away, little Myrtle was
nowhere to be found.
The frantic mother had haunted the
vicinity for weeks, with others. seeking
for traces Of missing friends. What had
become of her baby darling? She never
knew. But as body after body was cast
ashore, broken-heartedly she decided that
her child had found watery grave.
Mary Burton had given two to para
disc on that eventful last night of the
war, It seemed-Myrtle, the innocent, and
John Burton, private in the Army of the
West, but surely captain in the heavenly
phalanx where valor and duty brought
the need deserved.
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A REQUIEM.

Sleep, o soldier! low, lie low
Meath the blossoms scented snow.
Ne'er awake to earthly storm
Song of peace, nor wars alarm.
Rest, o soldier! clear and sweet
Waves and winds the words repeat;
While the stars above thee swinging,
Chant the chorus to their singing.
Joy, oh, great ones, silent-seeming!
Thou the mighty art and we the dreaming.
Restless sleepers! Voiceless, silent, we
Thine the heavenly minstrelsy!
Thine the patriots name and race;
Thine the hero's crown and place;
Thine the fadeless, star-wrought vision;
Thine the perfect hopes fruition!
Sleep, there, soldier! low, lie low
Meath the blossoms scented snow!
Ne'er awake to earthly storms
Chant Of peace, nor wars alarms
Good Housekeeping.
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one, dead in wild battle and dying SO fear
lessly-good-bye"
Amid the solemn dirge echoes of the
village band, Mary Burton placed her sim
pie floral offering upon the mound of her
dear hero.
Only q wreath of violets, but they were
sparkling with the tear diamonds of a
loyal woman's eyes, they were heavy with
the kisses of lips pure and patient with
prayer.
Then the bereaved one sank to the shell
tar Of q Towering bush, watching the
mournsrs at other graves, with a SYM
pathy that lessened her own grief.
'sThe sexton said this was the grave"
fell suddenly upon her hearing.
"Yes, here Is the headstone," responded
a gentle feminine voice., Rodney, look!
Oh, we have not come in vain. John
Burton"
She to whom John Burton had been all
in all arose to her feet, athrill, and peered
through the shrubbery.
NWho were these strangers? What their
interest in the little mound so lonely and
obscure? ott lNW
"You are agitated, my dear. This may
all be a mistake" interposed the first
speaker. 1--WE villseek out the lady the
sexton told us of, Mrs. Burton. Then
we will know, Myrtle"
Myrtle! Atjthat moment the mans
companion turned, and her face was plain
ly seen by the startled, breathless watch
er.
Mrs. Burton's senses reeled. 1t seemed
for q moment as if heaven had flashed
one Of Its sweetest mysteries on her Wis
ion. At
The dead beneath the sod lived again,
in every familiar lineament of the strange
woman's face, and she was 'Myrtlew
Rodney" spoke she. her eyes resting
pleasingly on her companions face, ''you
will see this Mrs. Burton at once, will
you not? Oh, my heart cannot tell me
wrong! Think! think what to me it must
be, after, thirty years, to know that have
found at last--my mother!'
my child! Myrtle! You have his
face, his voice. am she you seek!"
Heaven told the poor, tortured heart
this as by an inspiration--the weeping
clinging Myrtle verified it with a strange
story.
Carried along In the wave Of refugees
driven to fight by the guerrilla band, the
child had found home with family in
Louisiana. Fe,s
Only a name on a locket, Myrtle" link
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hands that machine would soon be in
vented to entirely supersede their slow
going cradles would have been laughed
out of countenance. But the miracle
has been wrought. A man may sit In
the harvester-seat and go clicking
through the grain with only an occa-
sional chirrup to his horses, and at the
end of the day he will have cut eight or
ten times rs much as the brawniest
GRADER could have done. Besides that
gathered up and tied with twine in
neat bundles, ready for the hands who
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Here are the stairs-but turned around
They ran up this way from the ground,
When the traitor, Ross, up there would
stand
TO call the roll of our gaunt band.
SLOW queer il seems to be here alone
] can almost fancy hear the tone
or a voice--long drowned in a minie's
scream.
Now, out of my darkness faces CLEAN
Tinged and aglow with the campfre's
light,
Or starved and dead in here at night
''What wan, set looks. Not soldier fars,
Not open fields marked such despair.
Oh! why do those eyes from out the gloom
So sadly peer in this prison room?
Look. look, how they come from far and
near
Assembly call! The boys are here!
The courtyard fills, they're trooping In
Dungeon and rat-hell, foul and dim;
Forward, advance! Old Libby feel
The clash of spectral arm and steel;
While Ia Samson blind-o erthrow
This cursed wailing place of woe!
"Ah, yes! All, yes! I raved. 1 know
The war was over long ago.
But lead me out where / can feel
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The Vinegar Habit Hard to Cure

The Vinegar Habit Hard to Cure.
Zone of the most difficult habits to
cure is that of drinking vinegar" said
DR.. l.. c. Aiken, at the Emery. "A good
many women drink vinegar for the
complexion, and in some cases it creates
craving for it even more insatiate
than that for liquor. AS the habit grows
the victim is no longer contented with
ordinary vinegar, but demands Il
stronger until they drink acetic acid
with very little dilution. IL burns out
the stomach within a very few years,
and 1t is seldom that vinegar fiend
lives even until middle age. 1t can be
detected by the peculiar pallor of the
countenance, but no antidote has ever
been discovered by which the habit
can be ured."-Cincinnat Enquirer.
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the friction that showers of sparks
shoot Off and mingle with the water,
giving the appearance of liquid fire.
The parts are now assembled and put
together by skilled workmen, each part
being tested. Now they are ready for
the paint. They go first to the white
room, where all the floors and the men
and the tools are daubed with white
paint Here they are ducked by means
Of pneumatic lifts into bath Of paint
and are then dried Off. After being
striped and lettered i'm blue and red
they are beautifully vanished and
sent out to the shipping-room.
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The Hest signal Light system.

The best night signal lights are those
invented by Lieut.. Very, Of our navy,
and named, after him, very's Signals.
They consist of white, a red and a
green star, each fired into the air from
a pistol, so that by firing one, two or
three Of them in quick succession and
in different orders, with pause be-
tween the groups, different letters or
signal numbers can be made until a
sentence Is complete. They can be cas-
lily read from vessels twelve miles
Rway.--St. Nicholas.
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Harvest for the Laundress.

The revival of the white shirt Is
assured. Single shirts OF percalc fin
ished with fine scallop around the
edge Of the hem and ten or twelve
inch scalloped fiounce above 1t will be
worn in the street with summer
dresses. With more elaborate house
dresses skirt of nainsook Is worn.
This Is finished with three, four, or five
overlapping fiounces, about Eve or six
Inches deep around the bottom. These
rufnes are quite generally trimmed
with edges of French valenciennes or
frills OF point d'esprit
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some $75 additional. Fixtures and
plumbing for a water closet, for which
there is space in the bathroom, would
cost In the neighborhood Of 500 addi-
tiOnal.
small family may use the living
room as bedroom. and let the whole
or part Of the upper floor. The side
entrance facilitates this object. The
income from the upper floor would be
sufficient to pay fair interest on the
whole cost, which should not exceed
81 900
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,iest reunion of Memorial Day!

piest reunion of Memorial Day!
All day long those devoted spirits re-
mained at the little mound, sanctified with
a new tenderness.
They watched blue and gray walk, arms
interlocked, among the cool shaded paths
Of the beautiful cemetery-blue, bright
skies above them, dotted overhead, as the
peaceful evening came on. with a whole
heaven full of holy. tranquil shores Of
hope and eternal beauty
Crawford avalanche., 1895-05-30

BASEMENT. Basement, 8 feet;
first story, IL feet; second story, 8 feet
8 inches. Sizes Of rooms, shown by the
floor plans.
Special features-A neat and attrac-
tive exterior, with compact, well-ar-
ranged plans. No fireplaces or other
expensive features. The plumbing Of
the bathroom costs but $50; is supplied
with cold water, only. This is prefer
red by some to no bathroom at all, but
among the recently invented appliance
there is a small metal water reservoir,
with gas or oil heating attachment,
that can be placed at one end of tho
bathtub, which answers very well for
hot water supply The plumbing for a
regular hot water supply would cost