smithclay/nortonstories huggingface dataset:
Year: 1877

II is time for those who are without
an ice house to be preparing one. No
well appointed farm or summer residence
should be without this luxury any more
than without we'll or good spring of
water. 1t is not only a great comfort.
but a means of economy in preserving
meats and fruits in the heat of summer,
while one shat will answer every purpose
may be put up and filed at tr1Aing
expense No elaborate house is neces-
sary for preserving the ice. There are
some requirements, however, that must
be attended to.


First, good drainage must be secured
without giving the air access to the ice
through the drain. If the soil is porous,
or gr.yelly, no artificial drainage is re-
quired. 1t is not essential that the ice
be stored underground, as it keeps quite
as we'll above the surface. The ice should
be conpactly packed and enclosed with
packed sawdust, or tan bark, on all
sides, and on the top to the depth of at
least twelve inches. This packing is
the great preservative of ice. Ventila-
ton must be given from the top and not
allowed to pass through the ice. The
larger the body of ice stored the better
it will keep. The ice-house should not
be less than twelve feet square on the
inside and eight feet high. A few
square rods of ice will suffice to fill an
ordinary house, and the depth of water
need not be more than three feet.


A writer says: my ice-house is built
entirely Oh the surface of the ground.
The only drainage is the natural slope
of the surface, which is about one foot
in six. 1t is fourteen feet square on the
outside, and the posts are ten feet high.
The walls are double, with eight-inch
space filled with tan bark. The roof is
also double. Inside and outside cover
ing hemlock. l first spread three OF
four inches of gravel on the ground, then
ten inches of sawdust. pack sawdust
between the ice and wall, and cover it a
foot deep on top. The north gable end
of the house is open all the while for
ventilation. The ice wastes but trife. y
Year: 1877

Silence no longer reigns. The winds,
at first so timid have come forth in all
their strength and now shout VIGOROUSLY
through their dominions. Hark are
not the ghosts of the dead races at bat
tie with the gnomes? No; It's but the
howl of the wolf seated at the mouth of
his cave!


Now the snow sits steadily down, and
wearily drag on horse and man, heavily
lifting their snow-cumbered feet


At last-thank God lat last the
shelter of the grove is gained. The
wolf is still laughing, seated on the rock
before his den, but the shelter of the
frs is good. The snow cannot come
near, but it hastens to raise wall about
the trees, the low, outer branches of
which almost sweep the ground.


Grateful is his fire of sticks to the
chilled feet of the wanderer. The storm
is forgotten while he slumbers. Let
gnomes and the ghosts of warriors bat
tle-let the gray wolf laugh on The
lost man sleeps, and his hungry horse,
with his nese in the embers, dreams of
the green grass of the lower valleys.


The red light of the morning sun
burns on the snow and the sleeper awakes.
Oh sun, mock not with your brightness,
for the wall of snow is high. Gazing on
it, the heart of the lost man stands still.
The snow-laden boughs of his trees are
weighed dOwn-they rest upon the en-
circling drift.


What beautiful fairy palace our lost
man has. But he will not look upon or
delight in its dazzling walls-he only
sighs and means and mutters. Whose
are the names he speaks ? Why does
he not be merry and sing and dance in
his splendid snow palace But his hands
clasp his knees as he rocks to and fro.
Rising, he approaches and caresses his
dumb companion. and the horse lovingly
rested his head against his masters
cheek


"'Tis full fifty miles to the valley,
good dobbin," he says, "and we must
be moving"


Quite up to the breast of the horse is
the snow, as the pair resume their jour-
ney. Such is storm of single night
in the high SIerras.
Year: 1877

'John" is the name that is on the
lips of mother in little brown cabin,
by a fountain in dell among the foot
hills far below. Papa is the word the
blue-eyed girl by her side is lisping.
'Tis he they are thinking of whose breast
is against the snow high up in the gilt
tering mountains. In the little brown
cabin a white cloth is spread on the ta-
BILE and dainty dishes smoke upon the
hearth.


Why does he not come home? Look
out, little boy, look out at the door. and
look often, child. Look now, and when
Spring comes and the birds sing, look
again Q o


Taking our way again to the mount
aims, how like great tents look the clumps
of manzanita on the foothills, and, high
er up, how the young pines are bowed
down with snow Up, up, we toll, ma
ny weary miles, and at last we see. on
the side of great white mountain, two
black, slow-moving specks. What have
they stopped? No; they are moving
again-but. not now. They seem NOV
ing again-but, no-no. No; the tired
horse can 60 no further-cannot be driv-
en-. He is stretched in the snow. Our
wanderer must make his own-the snow
is against his breast, but he pushes
bravely through. Listen Was that a
moan? 1t was a sound from the dumb
companion of the lost mana sigh-but
now the poor horse can raise his head no
more. He is weak; he cannot follow
his master. But, look, the man has turn
ed about Now he kneels down by the
poor brute, whose head he takes in his
lap, and whose neck he encircles in his
arms. Will he stay and die with his
horse No. The cabin and the two
blue-eyed children


In vain the horse now tries to lift his
head-in vain listens for his masters
voice his masters breast is once more
against the snow, and his thoughts are
of his cabin home and mother with her
little ones that cling to her clothes.


Dull is the boom of the masses of
snow falling from the tops of the tall
pines. A lonely grouse is startled and
flies over to an opposite mountain with
whirr of wings that echoes far up and
down the canyon. And again all is still
-hushed as death The dread silence
of the Sierras
Year: 1877

How silent are the Sierras in their
topmost heights where the gray peaks
stand almost in groups, holding up be-
tween them the little platter like val
leys


We must 60 and stand or the border
of one of these valleys. Now we feel
the silence of the place resting upon us
ARE awed by the tall, frowning peaks.


See gloomy mist in the west has
risen up and Redeemed and almost hid
den the afternoon sun.


What in this drear place lone man
and his horse? how tired are both how
slowly drag their steps Now they halt.
The man bewildered, lost, turns and
looks about him; the tired beast hangs
its head and stands motionless, glad of
moments rest. Before them darkly
frowning. is gray walled canyon. 1t
is deep-how deep we cannot see, for in
the bottom squats gloomy Dark. Un-
smiling as the lost soul. she grimly sits
lowering over her brood of terrors as a
hen spreads her. wings over her young.


The lost stand perplexed and irresOlute.
They know and only know, that they are
lost in the high Slerras. Their knees
betray their WEAKNESS aud their fears.


How great the silence here. No
sound from the lower world can reach
this height. The tall gray peaks stand
about like voiceless ghosts. Along the
narrow fats and upon the steep, unsafe
slopes are grouped the white bones of
lifeless groves of juniper and stunted
pine-they are bleached as stag-horns
bleach on the plain or the bones of dead
soldiers on a battlefield. Did they die
of the great silence?
Year: 1877

of the great silence?


Evening is drawing near, but the
blackness of her robes is not all her own
The lost man marks the gathering gloom
and is uneasy. Winter is near-he
knows the treachery of the season and
all the dangers of the first great snow
storm.


Alas why did he venture? Gold, for
which all risk life, tempted him. His
tagged steed moves his ears to and fro
uneasily-turns and snuffs toward the
west. There is weight, moisture in the
gloom. Undecided, the lost man looks
about him. Like the sea, the deep ST.
lence roars in his ears. Now fragments
of clouds, slowly moving, approach and
creep along the ground close beside him.
Dusk rises threatening up from her lair
in the near abyss and stands before him.
She stretches her shapeless arms about
the base of the mountains; her terrors
glide along tie low ravines, skulking
from bush to bush. Where shall the
lost man turn?


Hark house dog bays from the step
of his masters cabin Was that the
home-like tinkle of cow-bell? All !
no; these are sounds that belong miles
on miles below, more than days jour-
ney away. Echoing memory for mo-
ment cheated him. Hist What is that
which, like the long-drawn sigh of a
ghost, breathes through the silence
How quickly the lost man turns and
peers into the gloom behind him Pshaw !!
twas but the voice of the wind awed to
a whisper-rebuked by the dread pres
ence of silence. Twas but the wind
he felt it on his cheek-yet, in that one
timid whisper, it said much to him. He
understood and shuddered. His horse
dropped his head still lower and shook
his shaggy sides until the pack on his
back clattered again. The poor beast
understood what was whispered by the
breeze. There was no snow on his back
not yet-but the horse knew what was

meant by the wind. The clatter of the
pack was not loud-would not have been
at another place-but the lost man start
ed and looked quickly about him; he
feared that the huge peaks standing
around might be startled into letting
fall the great loads lying in their laps.


At last the gold hunter moves. Driv-
ing his weary horse before him, he gazes
earnestly at what looks like the black
shadow of cloud, small dark spot
many miles away. 1t is grove of liv-
ing trees that he sees-a grove of frs
in mountain gorge far below.


Rugged are the ways of the wilderness
and the feet of the weary find many
stumbling places. Weary is the lost
man weary the beast he urges Bruises
rebuke his haste and stubborn shrubs
rear their antlered heads and avenge on
his flesh and garments, his every display
of contempt for them.


The wind whispers more hoarsely and
boldly along the rugged ground. 1t is
yet far to the grove-to where the I'll
trees stand silent and dark. Timidly
the lost man glances upon the heaped
and distorted rocks as he hastens past
faces looking at him over jagged tops
no faces peeping from their dusty chinks


How dark it growsl Who now car
see the tops of the hoary peaks around
whose eyes look into the darkness a
their feet? Soon the gnomes of tn,
mountain halls will be abroad. the ghost
of the dead races walk


The lost man put his hand quickly t
| his cheek ha oa1aa mn in faar at III
Year: 1877

Death of an Eminent Confederate Omcer


We copy the following from the Houston
Age. The deceased was wen known and
had many friends in New Orleans:


General James P Major, a distinguished
officer in the Confederate army, departed
this life at Austin on the night Of the
seventh instant. General Major was a
Missourian by birth, graduated at West
Point, and was assigned to duty with rank
of lieutenant in Albert Sidney Johnson's
regiment, the famous Second United
States Cavalry. In Van Dorn's great
fight with the Indians in the Wichita
mountains in 1860, Lieutenant Major was
conspicuous for his daring and GOODNESS,
and received two severe wounds in hand
to hand encounter with Kiowa chief
After his recovery be married Miss Chal-
mers, of Austin, This good woman has
been dead number of years. At the
breaking out of the war, along with the
flower and chivalry of the Second Cavalry,
Lieutenant Major resigned his commission
and rendered his services to the Southern
Confederacy. He was commissioned q
colonel Of cavalry, but very soon after
ward rose to rank of brigadier general,
serving with gallsntry in this department
under Wharton. Taylor and Tom Green:
In the ''forty-fve days in the saddle
campaign, following Banks defeat at
Mansfield and Pleasant Hill, General Ma
jors' command borea conspicuous part,
continually harrassing and crippling the
retreating enemy. For this and other
gallant service he was often complimented
in department and field orders. He had
many friends in the army and out Of it
who will mourn his loss.
Year: 1877

A Columbus letter in the Cincinnati
Times says:


called on General John Beatty, one
of the most active members of the Re-
publican State Executive Committee, and
a warm personal friend of the President,
and this was what he had to say on this
business:


'Do 1 like the Presidents Southern
policy? No, sir, do not. I did not be-
heve in it last fall when it was Mr.. Til
den's policy, and have no more faith in it
now. We must either assume that the
President has made cruel blunder, or
admit that the Republican party is
fraud, its professions false, its statements
lies, its leaders hypocrites, and its follow
ing fools. If the Presidents own expert
ence in the party teaches him this, 1t is
yell that he should make public confess
sion and turn over new leaf. Mine does
not. l do not want a new party. The
old one will be good enough for me when
men like Matthews and Foster get out of
it. Men who have not the pluck to stand
by their friends will be found not to have
the courage stand by principle, and the
sooner they get into a new party, or go
over to the Democratic party, the better.


"The arguments used to sustain the
Presidents Southern policy are very'fa-
miliar. They have been urged by Demo-
Gratis for ten years, but no amount of con-
stituional hair-splitting can satisfy me
that an aimed and organized minority
should be permitted to override and crush
out the uuamed and unorganized ma
jority.


''As to the feeling AMONG Republicans,
think it fair to say that those holding
Office and expecting Office do their best to
sustain the President. Half the others
are ashamed to confess that they have
been disappointed, deceived and betrayed,
and say nothing, while the other half can
not talk on the subject without swearing,
and therefore prefer not to talk at ali.
Ohio will not iudorse the Presidents
Southern policy"
Year: 1877

m PRIcEs OF SEWING Ma
seference to our advertising


y be seen that the Wheeler
sing Machine Company fur
lebrated machine upon as
as as any in the market. The
ne is q guaranty for honor
Year: 1877

man had better be an abnormal frog own dp in the heart of sturdy oak away f,om the possibility of an interview with the impecunious, than to have the reputation oi having money when in reality he hash enough to more than pay his wash bills.

 We know of such ease wheTC the victim thinks of retiring to some ancient Aztec cave and having Jack Hill to wall up the door of his hermitage until times change or until his tormeutors give up ;hc chase or perish miserably in their attempts to dig him nuf
Year: 1877

There is no change for the better in the situation at the coal mines The strikers arc obstinate in their refusal to go to work, and the companIes will not listen to an in crease of wages, because, they say, they can not afford ii. Meanwhile the prospect of a famine stares the unfortunate men in .he face, and thousands of them are on the charity of the farmers This condition of affairs cannot last long, but exactly what the end will be no one can tell.
Year: 1877

Heavy rains in the State of Connecticut have swollen the streams, inundating the country, and doing much harm generally We would like to be treated with something of the above nature here in Arizona.
Year: 1877

Iu yesterdays STAR were given the
particulars of the finding Of the body OF
George Gros man under the Bellevue
Inclined Plane trestlework. A deep
mystery enyelops the death, but DR..
Werner. who made the post mortem ex-
animation, thinks he will be able to
throw some light on the matter. He
found that the lungs were lacerated, and
that large blue mark extended acrOss
the abdomen-injuries that must have
been received by being run over by SONS
veh Gle.


The doctor is of the impression that
Grossman did not fall from the Incline,
but that he was run over by a wagon
passing near the place where the body
was found. 1t is also thought that the
man came to his death by violence. This
opinion is based on the fact that Police
Officer Baum saw Grossman fussing
with the driver OF a wagon on the even
ing OF his death.


The Coroner'S inquest tomorrow will
probably throw additional lignt ON the
mystery.
Year: 1877

cause some discussion in the Senate
when the question Of confirming his
successor comes up, 1t may be well to
state that prominent parties who are
perfectly familiar with all the facts In
the case assert that Mr.. cornell re-
ceiyed none but the fairest and most
just treatment at the hands Of the Ad-
minlstration; that he was given the
most reasonable time In which to make
up bis mind on the subject Of the Pfesl-
DENTS Civil Service order, and II was
only at the last moment when 1t became
evident that Mr.. Cornell would not ac-
cept the terms Of the order that it was
determined to suspend him. The facts
OF the case are all creditable to the Ad-
ministration, and will be produced when
necessary.


The Other New York Custom Off


ciaIs.


In regard to Surveyor Sharp, it was
long since determined to appoint his
successor. Collector Arthurs friends
complain that he should not have been
put In the same list with Cornell and
Sharp, as he had, over month ago, ten
dered his resignation, which should
have been accepted, especially as the
Administration had determined to make
a change in the office of Collector. This
complaint was recognized there as just.
1t was not intended to place General
Arthur in such false position. The
mistake was caused by the unfortunate
| wording OF an official statement fur
nished TO the press after the adjourn
m mt of the special session Of the Cabi-
net on Thursday last. 1t can be pos
lively stated that this mistake is to be
properly rec'itied, and General Arthur
relieved from the false position In which
he was uDintentionally placed.
Year: 1877

TEL AANA m6A4ANus


The meeting was opened with prayer by
Rev. G. NJ. Pegg. sge.,4'.. ,..,s,. ...-.... ..s


Brother Thatcher said, he never refused
to speak in good cause. He had never
been drinking man himself but he had
seen the effects of rum around him, and he
WAS heart and soul in time of work for the
redemption of man. 9 si@ @ a.i


Brother Salmons was believer In divinity
he wanted 10 see them all stick together
for God and Temperance,


Brother Galloway was glad to see the peo-
pie Of Wilmington banded together for the
lifting up of fallen humanity. He loved to
see men come up and sign the pledge. He
did not know any better wsy for men 10
lead better life, and 1t was the step
towards their God and heaven. When he
saw people finding fault with the temper
ance cause, he always came to tho conclu-
sion that their was dsw In them.


Brother Moore was stronger In temper
ance now than when he first signed the
pledge. He spoke feelingly of Fletcher,



who was hung in Philadelphia, yesterday.
aud said that he, Fletcher said that rum
had brought him to the gallows. Mr.,
Moore wished all young men to take
warning and let rum alone.


Brother seiaer who had just signed the
pledge, advised sill the young men present
to do the same and ask God TO help them .
keep it. rH -


Brother butcher was happy to see the
cause still going on. His heart had been
sad for the past few days At some things
he had seen and heard, but to night h e fels
stronger than ever, and advised the reforms
ed men, to stand by their flag and by thu
help of God through the redeeming blood
of Jesus Christ, 1t would carry men on to
victory. .....


He closed with powerful exhortation to
all young men to come and sign the pledge
put their trust in God.
Year: 1877

A CORRESPONDENT for whose opinion
we have great respect has written us a
letter in regard TO Marshal Hunt. Our
correspondent assures Us that we have
done Mr.. Hunt some injustice. Our
information in regard to the gentleman
was furnished by citizens OF Jefferson
county, but as politics may be at the
bottom Of the feeling, we will gladly
foIbear further comment until Mr.Hunt
shall have had q fair trial in his import.
ant Office. We were perhaps mlsled by
Redpath's gusb, and as we know
Redpath to be lying slanderer of the
South, 1t may have caused US 10 judge
Mr.. Hunt TOO severely.
Year: 1877

TIE fashionable women Of New
York and the large cities Of the North
smuggle large amounts Of goods on
their return from European tours, but
they would scorn to speak TO a profess
slonal smuggler. Yet the professional
is the more to be respected Of the two
for he smuggles to make a livelihood
while these rich women smuggle when
there is no necessity for It.
Year: 1877

PROFESSOR WAYLAND wrestled with
the tramp nuisance before the Social
Science Association yesterday. He
opposed giving aid and comfort TO the
vagranta. Wages for work, but neither
money nor bread for idleness. And
each State should take steps TO stop
The tramping business altogether
New York Express.
Year: 1877

II the Commercial has determined
not to put the Democratic nominees at
the head Of its columns, It 10 our duty
to inform the people Of that fact other
wise they would not know II. Hav-
ing performed this duty, we now dis
miss this very painful subject.
Year: 1877

For farmers aud those who live In local.
ities where people can retire At eight OF
nine o'clock IN the evening. the old
notion about early rising is sill sppro-
PIRATE. But be who Is kept up until ten
or eleven o'clock, and then rises at five
or six, because Of the teachings Of somo
old ditty about carly TO rise, Is commit.
ting sin against his own soul There Is
not enc man In ten thousand who can
afford 10 do without seven or eight hours'
sleep. All The stuff written about great
men who slept only three or four hours
a night Is apocryphal They have been
put upon such small allowances OCCASION
slly snd prospered; but no man ever yet
Kept healthy in body and MUD for
number OF years with less than seven
hours sleep II You can get TO bed early
then rise early; II you cannot get 10 bed
ell late, then rise late, II may be az
proper for one man 10 rise at eight as Il
+ for another man 10 rise at Ave. Let
the rouslng bell he n0g at least thirty
minutes before your public appearance
Physicians say that sudden jump out OF
bed gives Irregular motion TO the pulses


It takes hours 10 get over sudden ris
ing. II Is barbarons 20 expect children
10 land on the centre Of the foor at the
call of theig nurses, the thermometer
below zero. Give us lime after you call
us TO roll over, gaze at the world fnIl IN
the face, aud look before we leap.
Year: 1877

The Chinese, or some one who
represents them, appear to have
been teaching the English some
important lessons in naval warfare.
Using English skill and material,
they have had built four small gun.
boats of light draught, adapted
especially for harbor defence, and
carrying each a twenty-seven Or
thirty-eight ton gun, whose shot
will pierce an eighteen inch or more
plating. The trial of these boats
seem conclusively to have suggested
to the English the uselessness of
their enormously burthened iron
men-of.war, which thus far have
been more dangerous to their crews
than anything else from their fire.
quent propensities to make a port
at the bottom of the sea. Indeed,
a vague suspicion begins now to
dawn upon the English mind that
these so-called triumphs of naval
architecture are in reality triumphs
of clumsiness. Thus far they have
been mainly distinguished for
laundering and running into each
other. They occupy about the
same relative position in the war
fare of the sea that the over
weighted armor- plated man did in
the land warfare Of three hundred
years ago.


Be it on land Or sea, the side
which can WELD the most powerful
guns and shift them the quickest
from place to place will have ad
vantage. Thus far the gun has
proved superior to the armor-plat
ing. A shot from thirty-eight
FOUNDER on a Aimsy gunboat, cost
ing only a few thousands, may sink
the frigate costing as many millions
The gunboat's place is easily sup
piled. 1t is the mosquito annoying
the OK. The OK is heavy enough