The age-herald., 1899-08-20

the horseless cabs; otherwise it has no distinctive peculiarity.
 The advantages of such a car are too nu- merous to mention. As long as the battery IS Kept charged 1t can not get out of order, TOT there is no trolley line to break, and no sub-cable strand to sever A block ade in the street is also out of the question as the automobile car can leave the track and serenely sail around the obstruction. This is by all odds the finest thing yet in- troduced by way of rapid transit, and the Metropolitan Traction company Is sore enough over the thousands it spent on that enormous spool of cable for the Broadway route.
 Paris is getting decidedly jealous over our automobile supremacy. and in a pri- vate letter M. Halle one of the wealthiest automobilists in Paris, says: We French men on the road look for a place where we can get the best dinner; you Americans look for place where you can get your automobile repaired
 The Final Question
 It may be queer, but Pm glad to be here
 And sorry I'll be when I'm gone.
 So sang the bard quaintly, but men seri- ously are saying the same thing. It is the question of the last resting place that Is disturbing the peace. Since the crema- tion of Anton Seidl and lately Ingersoll the subject of burning the dead is talked about more calmly. From being considered a freakish thing it is now considered most advisable-and fast becoming a necessity, for New Workers at least.
 Although New York city has 4S ceme- teries there is not room enough to bury the dead. The City cemetery has long been depositing one corpse on top of the other and death has made strange bedfellows Cypress Is fast filling up, and Calvary can only sell few plots more. Evergreens, Woodlawn and Greenwood have risen in price until a bed in Greenwood now costs $1.000; and so it looks as though cremation would be the only logical way of disposing of the dead. From a sanitary standpoint 1t Is recommended by the board of health and though it is pleasanter to think of re- posing under stately broken column of marble than in a jar upon the what-not, still there is an argument, certainly, in favor of the speedy, clean burning.
 A ghoulish though fascinating story Is told of the burial of Sergeant Hamilton Fish. who was shot at La Quisita a year ago in the advance line of the Rough Riders. The tale is that when Nicholas Fish succeeded in reaching Cuba, with the presidents permit to remove the body of his son, and an undertaken a full month had elapsed. Tn the unsettled condition of the island is was almost impossible to get guides to conduct them to the spot, and when MT. Fish and the undertaken arrived at the fatal spot, deep in the woods, there was only one ridge Of land to tell them where the body lay Here the difficulty began. No native could be hired to stick a spade into the ground. At length MT. Fish and the undertaken set to work them selves at the task of digging up the body. They had not long to dig before coming upon big brown wrapping cloth which, they quickly saw. could enshroud no other than the young giant who had perished so bravely for his country.
 Then MT. Fish stepped back and the un- dertaker tenderly unwrapped the cloth. With a shriek he threw 1t back again and tainted The body was so horribly eaten that it unnerved even him, used as he was to death. Finally summoning up his cour- age he hfted the great brown cloth into the wagon and drove back to Fl Caney. Here he worked month upon the task of re- storing the body. The face had to be part ly cut away and the cavity stuffed with pink cotton, covered with court plaster, and the body had to be mummified, or nearly