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Arizona republican., 1898-01-08
FOR CUBAN RELIEF.
Governor AhcCcrd Appealed to by the
 ~National Committee.

Tbe Cuban relief committee ap- pointed by President Mckinley a lit- file more than a week ago is losing no time in pursuing it's work Wide spread appeals are being made for Acontributions of whatever is needed Dby the suffering Cubans. The follow ing telegram from the committee was received by Governor McCord yester- day;
 "New York, Jan. '. Governor Myron McCOrd, Phoenix: Central Cuban relief committee ap- eainted by President Mckinley urges \n your excellency the immediate afion of efficient committees for collection of funds, food, cloth land medicine in your territory fer eGba's starving people to be trans mitted free by this committee to Con- sul-General Lee at Havana. May We depend upon your hearty cooperation? ? Wire answer.
 '.SHEPHEN B. BARTON,
 Chairman" AThe gapefs at once replied as fol-
 Phoenix, Jan. ', 1898. ''Mr Stephen B. Barton, Chairman Cuban Central Relief Committee, New York: Message received The peor pie of Arizona deeply sympathize with the suffering Cubans and will do their full share toward extending them re- lief. I will, as suggested, appoint the kp1nn vcommittees and do what else place Arizona in the proper
 h this very worthy movement.
 sMYRON H. M'CORD,
 Governor"
 brnor McCord will as soon as
 [e proceed with the appointment
 necessary committees for the apt of contributions.
Arizona republican., 1898-01-08

tract with the railroads is being vio- lated All the purchasing agents have made arra ngements to use the Santa Fe, but this road may issue the same order upon the demand of the Wells Fargo Express company
Arizona republican., 1898-01-08
MOB SHOT HIS HEAD OFF.

Macon, Miss, Jan. 7.-Jim Jones, colored, who burned widows house about fifteen miles south of here, was lynched yesterday. He was under guard of constable, when a mob of forty men took him to the woods and shot his head of.
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A Famous War Horse.
From the Seattle Tires.

From the Seattle Tires.
Lieut.. j. P. Crawford of this city has re-
Gently received information of the death at
Erie, Pa. of "Old Ned" the famous equine
veteran of the civil war. 1t is said that he
was the sole surviving horse that took part
In that memorable conflict. Mr. Crawford
informed Times reporter today that the
horse was captured from Early's raiders
near Washington city In 1864, and was rid
den in the Union army until the close of
the war by Orderly B. F. Crawford OF Com
pany {, Pennsylvania Cavalry, who is a
cousin of Lieut.. j. P. Crawford
II. Is claimed said Lieut. Crawford
that the horse was foaled in 1855 and tina.
at the time of his death he was forty-three
years old. When young he was as black as
a raven. but several years ago he began
turning gray about the face ana this gradu-
ally extended over his entire body until he
became decidedly gray. He was sound in
wind and limb and as nimble as a colt. He
was small, but of robust make, and his
lower OF endurance was wonderful Dur
ing the last ten years he has had q place in
the q. A. R. parades and encampments.
and was the center Of attraction wherever
SHOWN. The sound of martial music would
fill him with animation and he wouid prance
like colt. My cousin has been offered very
high prices for him by parties who wished
10 show him for money, but all offers were
refused and he was never exhibited for
money but once. and that was at G. A. r.,
encampment, when every ons who paid to
see him was presented with a photograph
of him. He was cared for by LIS owner as
carefully as a child. would be, and old age
Is undoubtedly thu cause of his death"
The bones of Old Ned viii be prepared and
set up and presented to the University OF
Pennsylvania.
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! ward! Forward and the advance trains,
borne onward by dashed horses. swung the
field pieces down to the shore and through
the icy water to the bank opposite. where
the will-o'-the-wisp lights fickered and
danced and the bullets whistled like hail
through sheafed wheat.
The first rolling CT ash from the French in
fantry rifles seemed to extinguish the flick
er of the rifles from the opposite shore.
Already the battery horses were galloping
back Nth tn: limbers; the two cannon
stood apart, half hidden by shrubbery.
Then through the night, came the rush of
column, fierce cheer:
THE bayonet! The bayonetr' and Hare
wood, setting spurs to his horse, rode out of
the muddJ fields to the highway, where the
French onset passed like a whirlwind
straight into the black throat of the village
street
1t was over in a moment: he caught a
glimpse of figures outlined through sheets
Of level fame he saw Uhlan clinging to
the neck of a plunging horse rear up in a
blaze of light like a soul in torment. Drums
began to beat from the extreme right; on
the left the troops We're cheering fierccly.
battalion of sailors came up on a double
quick, the flames from a matched roof on
nre cleaning on rifle barrel and cutlasS,
on the red knots of their sailor caps, on
broadaxeS swinging and glittering as the
blows fell on oaken doors from Which sput-
ed smoke and needle-like yellow flames.
There were strange sounds. too, in the
hoIses-shrieks, blows, the dull explosion Of
of bell that began swinging and ringing
in some unseen steeple. A rush of strange
cavalry passed like the wind-they were
Uhlans of the Prussian guard, staInpeding
frantically toward the open country. They
drove past, a cyclone of chanting lances.
of tossing pennons, and frenzied horses,
enveloped in flame and smoke from the
French rifles. while the savage cheering re-
doubled, and swift, jetted flashes from re-
volver and chassepot pricked the fringing
gloom with a thousand crimson rays.
The two cannon of u shook the earth
with their discharges in the east; from the
west two other cannon pieces of 4, broke
In with shotted blasts, accompanied by the
sinister drumming of mitrailleuse from
the Blanc-Mesnil highway. The little Riv-
er Mollette reflected the glare of burning
thatch: a drowned horse. with bloated belly
and hideous stiff legs swayed with the cur
rent, stranded on shoal.
Hardwood, covered with mud. stood on
the steps of the village church, HIS own
dead horse lay in the gutter under shat
tered lamppost. its patient, sad eyes glaz-
ing in the sickly light of the torches Gen.
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WRITTEN FOR
The EVENING STAR
BY ROBFwCHArqBEQS

Ihere was nothing to but swirling
sheets of snow. He listened. peering into
the gloom Suppose Speyer should meet
him here alone?-or Buckhurst?
He gathered the bride neryously: the
morse moved forward. Halt Qui vivev'
voice broke out in the darkness.
France.' cried HARDWOOD, with sudden
sinking of his heart. CIoaked and shrouded
mounted figures appeared on every side, a
pale lantern glimmered in his face swung
again to the ground and went out.
CeSt bien, said somebody close at his
elbow. 'laissez passez, NJ. HARDWOOD" Col
LaFolgnets escort parted right and left
one or two officers greeted the American
pleasantly from the darkness.
w nat troops are these?" asked Hare
friends.
''Ths 34th de Marche." said somebody.
The I'd and Sd Brigades are passing the
forts. added another
Again a lantern cleaned out, and Hare
wood saw Gen. Bellemare passing close in
'front.', escorted by dragons, cloaked to the
ears. The keen-eyed young general smiled
at Hardwood. who lifted his cap in silence
Are you going with to LIE Bourget p
h az, inc general, drawing bride and hold
lEg out Sloved hand.
Oul' mon general-with your permis-
sion. replied Hardwood. II have Gen.
/ irochus consent" he added.
querled Gen. Bellemare with a good humor-
60 gesture, you journalists are a nuisance
NJ Harewood-a nuisancew
am to carry through dispatches, gen.
erai' may be of service to you?"
Gen. Beliemare shook his head and wheel
ed his horse. wait until we take lie
Beurget, he said. and trotted for,ya rd.
followed by his plunging, snow-covered
escort.
The snowfiakes that were now falling
seemed nne as sifted flour; they powdered
the route with a silvery dust that iay thick
IN every rut and ditch; they blew across
the fields in sheets and drifting pillars:
they whirled up before gusts of wind furry
after furry, dim phantom shapes that I'LL
ed the darkness with movements half seen.
half OWNED.
Hardwood found himself riding beside a
mounted captain of the 34th Infantry de
Marche; on either side plodded the troops
rihes en- bandouliere, overeoats covering
faces that turned shrunken and paIIid un-
der the sudden rays of some swiftly lifted
lantern.
The long echo of crunching footsteps. the
trample and sigh of horses. the sense If
sitting obscurity. depressed Hardwood. He
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Bellemare. cloaked and muddy, stood near
hardwood on the church step, surrounded
by dismounted officers. Hardwood heard
him say:
THE 14th Mobile Battalion and the
Franc-tireurs will occupy the village; a
detachment of three infantry battaIions
and two guns will form the grand garde,
TO be relieved every twenty-four hours. Two
Dattailons of the 135th will hold Courneuve;
ADMIRAL Saisset must cover the right flank
with the sailors and fortify Drancy
where's Col. Martin? Oh, well. Colonel,
are you under the guns of Aubervilliers?
vile carbineers?"
The Belleville carbineers ran," said an
officer with short. dry laugh.
mere was silence, then another laugh.
II l had my way I'd shoot this Flour
ems, said Gen. Bellemare quietly His
glance fell on Hardwood and he shrugged
his shoulders
M Hardwood, I fear you will have to
pears we are to receive no aid from Paris.
we must rely on st. Denis, according to
Gen. Trochu."
But, said Hardwood. astounded, lie
worth holding? 1t mas been won gaIlantly. -
"Of course it's worth holding broke out
Gen. Hanrion violently. Gen. BelIcmare
made gesture of assent
1t Is the key to the Double-Crown hat
terry. he said; surely they must realize
this In Paris. If dared to leave LIE Bour-
get-if dared go myself and persuade the
He looked hard at Hanrion who nodded
back at him.
st. Denis can't aid us now" cried Col.
Lavolgnet; let them send us a dozen bat
teries from Paris. Do they expect us to
annihilate the whole of the Prusian Guard
Royal? Let the Uhlans go back and tell
their king that handful of mobiles and
1antassins sent them packing"
Everybody moved uneasily. The apathy
OF Gen. Trochu disheartened them. Here
was victory-the first victory under the
the governor thought it scarcely worth
the powder. Yet LIE Bourget.was the point
OF the wedge with which the Greman lines
might be split; 1t pierced the very center
OF the north zone of investment, threatened
the German eastern communications. and
finally assured st. Denis and opened A
wider area Of operations for the army of
Paris.
Gen. Bellemare drew out the telegyraphic
olspatch from Paris and read 1t again with
knitted brows:
LIE Bourget has no important bearing
upon our line of defense. and Is not neces-
sary to our general plan of operation.
TROCHU,
Governor of Paris"
What was the somber Trochu dreaming
OF! What dark chimera did he follow.
dreaming awake as he paced the dim
chambers of the war office?
"Messieurs" said Gen. Bellemare sharp
ly, call my escort. / leave for Paris to-
morrow" Gen. Hanrfon stepped forward
face lighted with hope
BY Cdr he cried. 1.-THE governor shall
listen now, Or"
or it VIM be too late" said Gen. Belle
ing the tattered mobile battalions pressing
YEARLY toward the Mollette. The boyIsh
soldiers turned their sad white faces to-
WARD MIN; some smiled. Some raised ragged
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VIBRATING like the death rattle of an army
II was the l2Sth of the line-the relief from
the Grand Guard. After 1t, one by one
rumbled four cannon and a mitrailIeuse
escorted by Mobiles-the 18th Battalion Of
the Seine VI
Inc hussar backed his charger onto the
sidewalk while the infantry were passing
hardwood leaned from the church steps
and touched him ON the shoulder.
viii you deliver a letter in Paris for
me?" he asked.
Inc hussar nodded sulkily, and said: Are
you gong to stay here with the troops?'
,,nda les replied HARDWOOD. sitting down
unoer the porch and beginning to write on
pad with stump of red pencil
Ihen you'll not need an answer to your
letter., observed the hussar.
HARDWOOD raised his eyes
Because" continued the trooper. with an
oath, that id Trochu won't send Won
any cannon; and you'll all die Ike rats
Hardwood thought a rnomanr ,ben went
on writing to Bourke.
ne Sort1e was 10 sortie after all 1t
was raid on LIE Bourset by Eellemare
Irochu isn't inclined to back him up, and
mere we are, wedged into the German lines
able to pierce them # supported from Paris
but In bad mess If i'aris abantous Isl
Beilemare starts for Paris in half an hour
n nc arge psrsonaiy the silrsetion Of cup
while he's gone, / don't know boy il Will
end. - -
In case of accident you will find dupli-
Gates OF all dispatches IN my washs.and
drawer would go back to Paris If it were
rot such a shame to risk losing this fhorca
to get througfR the lines. If worst comes 10
worst thinh''I can back safely. Buf IN
case you don tshaan from me-"
He started To acdtsome,hin. ahout Hide
but crossed it, out. 4 iIns.eai, he wrote. ..(;od
Diess you all, 70 them serat shed that out. for
ne had horror ofibattleIieli sentiment and
deleful messages from the FROM
He raised his head md ~.
storm. SWifter and swiftar came the rain
oashins hSelfnto smoking mist on the elis-
tenfng slate roofs A shutter. hanging from
one twisted ahge,sswung like an inn sign
across the facade of a cottage opposite.
He wrote again apmsssage to Hide. cheer
t; III, ana 9psin aa1a gay pleasantly un-
signed his naIae, James Hardwood
When he had sealed and Directed III, let
ter. he handSd itifo the hussar. saving.
cneef1ully: II IN
IT'D you.fcomIade. for your trouble"
breast of his tunic, pocketed the s.luer
piece that Hardwood held out to him and
nodded his thanks.
A few moments later Cen PelIenare
came out OF the house next the church and
his escort and on they tore into the teeth A.
the storm, the hussar's lance 1Iyiut- n crlr,,-
sen guidon that snapped like a wet whip.
lash in the tempest.
Hardwood prowfed around the church
picking up scraps Of information from of m
GERS and men, until he found that he knew
quite as much about the situation as anv-
body did, which was really nothing.
He leaned against the Gothic column that
bread and drinking from time to time the
mixture Of wineaand rain water that stood
In great stone f0nt--where once the vT,r.I
people Of L HourEet had found holy wa
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Just the Tune.

From the Chicago Journal
Il took out a living picture show once"
said the theatrical manager, land I had
several queer experiences.
I'VE always had trouble getting suitable
music. for one thing. I remember that we
struck a certain town where the music was
furnished by seedy. freckle-faced young
man. who officiated at one of those bang
ety-bang pianos. I asked him If he coulI
think Of music suitable to each picture as
it was displayed.
oh, yes, certainly he could, and do
X impromptu.'
The performance opened. He was seat
ed at the piano. and he turned TO look at
the first picture. 1t was Adam and Eve IN
the Garden of Eden.'
He didn't hesitate an instant Like a
fash he turned and began pounding out.
There's Only One Girl in This World for
Me-"
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Frenchmen All Must Take Part in
the Mobilization.
ARE NEVER FORGOTTEN
Rich and Poor Are LeyeIed to the
Same Ranks.
BE IN READINESS

Special Correspondents Of The Evening Star
I.ARIS Lima * 1Rns
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When the sudden call to arms comes. in
the feverish crisis of the future, when all
virile France must pour itself upon the
German frontier. there must be no confu-
sion. hesitation or delay. Each man must
know exactly where to go. Each man must
nave his railway ticket in his hand; and.
following their routes from every mart
OF France, the soldier-citizens must pile in
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arms In salute. A little bugler sounded a
fanfare, but he was TOO exhausted to finish
and hung his head in shame, while SER
geant scolded him conceal the tears in
his own eyes. On every face the fine lines
nose and cheekbone; In every eye the last
Kicker of hope had died; yet they marched
turning their 'patieat. pallid faces to their
general, who watched them in silence
these men who had conquered and who
were now left to die-because Gen. Trochu
had other plans At last, when they had
passed. Gen. Beflemare turned and walked
slowly into the church. up to the altar,
holding his sword clasped, cross on his
medaled breast
When he kaelt. Aarewood stepped to the
church door and closed it.
There was q sudden stiffness in LIE Bour-
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CHAPTER Xxx.
LIE ROurget.


At daylight 1t began to snow again. An
hour later torrents of rain swept the de-
serted streets Of the village. The roar of
the wind awoke Hardwood A sickly twi-
Eight stole through the church where. rolled
In his blanket, he had slept under the altar
among dozen drenched officers.
A cavalry busler, swathed to the chin in
his dripping cloak. stood inside the chanceI.
strapping his shake chain with numb
fingers He had hung his .bugle over he
arm of the crucifix, and now. as his pinch
ed. sick face turned to the sunken face On
After a seconds silence he crossed him
self. unlocked the bugle, and setting it
stifi1y to his shrunken lips, blew the re-
Veille. A hundred shadowy forms stumbled
up in the gloon, the vibrating shock of
steel filled the church An artillery officer.
saber clashing on. the stone floor, left the
churcn on run, pulling on his astrakhan
jacket as he passed out into the storm.
HARDWOOD stood up, aching in every bone.
He shook his blanket opened his dispatch
pouch. counted the papers, snapped back
the lock and yawned.
An officer beside him began to shiver and
shake. a thin. lantern-jawed fellow. yellow
with jaundice, and covered from cap to
boot with half-dry mud.
Somebody said: Go to the hospital"
The officer turned a ravaged face to Hare
wood and smiled.
Outside the church the infantry bugles
were sounding. Their thin, strident call
set Harewood's teeth on edge. He rolled
and strapped his blanket. slung the dis
patch pouch from shoulder to hip. and
tCmbled out to the church door, where a
dozen horses stood, heads hanging defect
eddy in the pouring rain. A mounted hus-
sar, with lance in stirrup boot, looked
sullenly at Hardwood. who called to him:
Whose escort is that?"
Gen. Beilemares'' replied the trooper
is he going to PARISH
yes, monsieur. in half an hour"
HARDWOOD looked down the dismal street
The low stone houses, shabby and desert
ed, doomed dark and misty through the
storm. Everywhere closed shutters, closed
dcors, dismantled street lamps, stark trees,
rusty ratings on balcony and porch. Every
where the downpour, f1ercer when the wind
swept the. rain spears. rank on rank
against the house fronts. And now, down
the street. through the roaring wind and
s;anting sheets of rain, marched a regi-
nent-a spectral regiment. shrouded, gaunt
drummers ahead. lining the flooded pave
nent from gutter to gutter, sloppy drums
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CHAPTER XIX,
The SOrtie.

Al midnight Hardwood passed the forttfi-
cations. riding with a troop of hussars to a
point where the Crevecoeur road crosses the
military highway between the fortress of
ACberviliiers and the village of LIE Bourget
Here the hussars wheeled westward toward
81 Denls, calling back to him friendly
bon voyage" and he rode on alone.
HIS horse was already tired; it was the
only mount he had been able to find in
Paris. great raw-boned cavalry charger
condemned at the depot and destined for
the omnibus or the butcher.
harewood spared the creature when he
coulu, out the highway was already deep in
slush and ice. and the horse slipped at
every ascent.
Post after post was passed; the pckets at
Drancy stopped him, then let him go when
they lound his papers satisfactory. Again
ne was stopped where the shattered rail-
road crosses the Coeurneuve highway but
there the obstinate outpost was Modified by
an off1cer who knew Hardwood and who
sent him On his way WITH a mirthIess laugh
That rang false and sad through the falling
snow.
There was nothing to be seen-now and
then yellow lantern lighting up the black
ness blotted out suddenly in a furry OF
snow-a dim highway deep with mud over
which thin films of Ice had formed only to
craekle under his horses feet. on there in
the darkness to the westward the three
forts OF 81. Denis lay in obscurity-the Fort
de la Briche. the fortress of the East and
the battery OF the Double Crown Behind
him the fort Of Aubervilliers crouched above
the highway in utter darkness Indifferent
unheeding the dim signals displayed from
the bastloES of the enceinta. once n ROAM
Ing quartet of Franc-tireurs app zarsl at bis
stirrups and seized his horse They all
were drunk and sullenly suspicious, cursing.
showing, demanding papers and passwords
and handling their rifles with n carelessness
that threatened the existence OF everybody
concerned They lighted lanterns at Length,
and examined HARDWOOD commenting On
his tweed Norfolk jacket, on the mary
pockets on breast and hip and finally on the
corded riding breeches and spurred boots.
Evidently they coveted the boots
Take them. gentlemen" said Hardwood
sarcastically, land I'll return with Cen
Beiiemars 20 show him how nv boots Az
you"
This produced its effect; the Franc
tireurs prot ssted that they cared neither
for Cen BellemaIe nor for the boots. Trey
consigned general. boots and Harewood
himself to livid and prophetic future. and
let him go, shouting after him that Flour
ems carbineers would strip him, general or
No general.
This was pleasant news for Hardwood: he
had no idea that Flourens' three battalions
we're out With a sudden misgiving he
drew bride and looked silently ahead.
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" Is 1 l. Il N A L ION
mears the prompt
gathering together
and throwing out up
on the frontier of an
equipped and organ-
lied army. When
there is no army,
there can be no
mobilization of one:
you cannot "mobi-
lice" a people simply,
however patriotic it
may be.
Nevertheless The
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WILES
Leads While Others
Follow.

He owns lots both in and out
of the two corporations and
can sell them to you from
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PROTZMAN.
The Photographer,
The cheapest and best place
to get pictures or frames in
this part of the world.

WHATEVER else you do for child
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OTHE beau ideal of fashion; Queen
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ANOTHER lot Of those comfortable
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Gov. G. W. ATKINSON has appoint
ed DR.. w. S. Hamilton, of the Fair
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ginia at the meeting Of the National
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convenes in Washington, D. c.,
January 18th, 1899.