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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 58252 ***
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+Copyright, 1896, by HARPER & BROTHERS. All Rights Reserved.
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+PUBLISHED WEEKLY. NEW YORK, TUESDAY, JUNE 23, 1896. FIVE CENTS A COPY.
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+VOL. XVII.--NO. 869. TWO DOLLARS A YEAR.
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+[Illustration]
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+A VIRGINIA CAVALIER.
+
+BY MOLLY ELLIOT SEAWELL.
+
+CHAPTER II.
+
+
+The full flood of the sun, now low in the heavens, poured through the
+western windows upon the figure of the boy standing in the doorway. The
+room was beginning to darken, and the ruddy firelight, too, fell
+glowingly upon him.
+
+The Earl was instantly roused, and could scarcely persuade himself that
+the boy before him was only fifteen; seventeen, or even eighteen, would
+have seemed nearer the mark, so tall and well-developed was he. Like all
+creatures of the highest breeding, George looked handsomer the handsomer
+his dress; and although his costume was really simple enough, he had the
+splendid air that made him always appear to be in the highest fashion.
+His coat and knee-breeches were of dark blue cloth, spun, woven, and
+dyed at home. His waistcoat, however, was of white brocade, and was made
+of his mother's wedding-gown, Madam Washington having indulged her pride
+so far as to lay this treasured garment aside for waistcoats for her
+sons, while Mistress Betty was to inherit the lace veil and the string
+of pearls which had gone with the gown.
+
+George's shoebuckles and knee-buckles were much finer than the Earl's,
+being of paste, and having been once worn by his father. His blond hair
+was made into a club and tied with a black ribbon, while under his arm
+he carried a smart three-cornered hat--for the hat made a great figure
+in the ceremonious bows of the period. His dog; a beautiful creature,
+stood beside him.
+
+Never in all his life had the Earl of Fairfax seen so noble a boy. The
+sight of him smote the older man's heart; it flashed through him how
+easy it would be to exchange all his honors and titles for such a son.
+He rose and saluted him, as Madam Washington said, in a tone that had
+pride in every accent,
+
+"My lord, this is my son, Mr. Washington."
+
+George responded with one of those graceful inclinations which, years
+after, made the entrance of Colonel Washington at the Earl of Dunmore's
+levee at Williamsburg a lesson in grace and good-breeding. Being "Mr.
+Washington" and the head of the house, it became his duty to speak
+first:
+
+"I am most happy to welcome you, my lord, to our home."
+
+"And I am most happy," said the Earl, "to meet once more my old friend
+Madam Washington, and the goodly sons and sweet daughter with which she
+has been blessed."
+
+"My mother has often told us of you, sir, in speaking of her life during
+the years she spent in England."
+
+"Ah, my lord," said Madam Washington, "I perceive I am no longer young,
+for I love to dwell upon those times, and to tell my children of the
+great men I met in England, chiefly through your lordship's kindness."
+
+"It was my good fortune," said the Earl, "to be a humble member of the
+Spectator Club, and through the ever-lasting goodness of Mr. Joseph
+Addison I had the advantage of knowing men so great of soul and so
+luminous of mind that I think I can never forget them."
+
+"I had not the honor of knowing Mr. Addison. He died before I ever saw
+England," replied Madam Washington.
+
+"Unfortunately, yes, madam. But of those you knew, Mr. Pope, poor
+Captain Steele, and even Dean Swift, with all his ferocious wit, his
+tremendous invective, his savage thirst for place and power, respected
+Mr. Addison. He was a man of great dignity--not odd and misshapen, like
+little Mr. Pope, not frowsy like poor Dick Steele, nor rude and
+overbearing like the fierce Dean--but ever gentle, mild, and of a most
+manly bearing. For all Mr. Addison's mildness, I think there was no man
+that Dean Swift feared so much. When we would all meet at the club, and
+the Dean would begin his railing at persons of quality--for he always
+chose that subject when I was present--Mr. Addison would listen with a
+smile to the Dean as he lolled over the table in his huge periwig and
+roared out in his great rich voice all the sins of all the people,
+always beginning and ending with Sir Robert Walpole, whom he hated most
+malignantly. Once, a pause coming in the Dean's talk, Mr. Addison,
+calmly taking out his snuff-box and helping himself to a pinch, remarked
+that he had always thought Dean Swift's chiefest weakness, until he had
+been assured to the contrary, was his love for people of quality. We
+each held our breath. Dick Steele quietly removed a pewter mug from the
+Dean's elbow; Mr. Pope, who sat next Mr. Addison, turned pale and
+slipped out of his chair; the Dean turned red and breathed hard, glaring
+at Mr. Addison, who only smiled a little; and then he--the great Dean
+Swift, the man who could make governments tremble and Parliaments
+afraid; who made duchesses weep from his rude sneers, and great ladies
+almost go down on their knees to him--sneaked out of the room at this
+little thrust from Mr. Addison. For 'twas the man, madam--the honest
+soul of him--that could cow that great swashbuckler of a genius. Mr.
+Addison abused no one, and he was exactly what he appeared to be."
+
+"That, indeed, is the highest praise, as it shows the highest wisdom,"
+answered Madam Washington.
+
+George listened with all his mind to this. He had read the _Spectator_,
+and Mr. Addison's tragedy of _Cato_ had been read to him by Mr. Hobby,
+the Scotch schoolmaster who taught him, and he loved to hear of these
+great men. The Earl, although deep in talk with Madam Washington, was by
+no means unmindful of the boy, but, without seeming to notice him,
+watched every expression of his earnest face.
+
+"I once saw Dean Swift," continued Madam Washington. "It was at a London
+rout, where I went with my brother's wife, Madam Joseph Ball, when we
+were visiting in London. He had great dark eyes, and sat in a huge
+chair, and called ladies of quality 'my dear,' as if they were
+dairy-maids. And the ladies seemed half to like it and half to hate it.
+They told me that two ladies had died of broken hearts for him."
+
+"I believe it to be true," replied the Earl. "That was the last time the
+Dean ever saw England. He went to Ireland, and, as he said, 'commenced
+Irishman in earnest,' and died very miserably. He could not be bought
+for money, but he could very easily be bribed with power."
+
+"And that poor Captain Steele?"
+
+The Earl's grave face was suddenly illuminated with a smile.
+
+"Dear Dick Steele--the softest-hearted, bravest, gentlest
+fellow--always drunk, and always repenting. There never was so great a
+sermon preached on drunkenness as Dick Steele himself was. But for drink
+he would have been one of the happiest, as he was by nature one of the
+best and truest gentlemen in the world; but he was weak, and he was in
+consequence forever miserable. Drink brought him to debts and duns and
+prison and rags and infamy. Ah, madam, 'twould have made your heart
+bleed, as it made mine, to see poor Dick reeling along the street,
+dirty, unkempt, his sword bent, and he scarce knowing what he was doing;
+and next day, at home, where his wife and children were in hunger and
+cold and poverty, behold him, lying in agony on his wretched bed,
+weeping, groaning, reproaching himself, and suffering tortures for one
+hour's wicked indulgence! Then would he turn gentleman again, and for a
+long time be our own dear Dick Steele--his wife smiling, his children
+happy. I love to think on honest Dick at these times. It was then he
+wrote that beautiful little book, which should be in every soldier's
+hands, _The Christian Hero_. We could always tell at the club whether
+Dick Steele were drunk or sober by Mr. Addison's face. When Steele was
+acting the beast, Mr. Addison sighed often and looked melancholy all the
+time, and spent his money in taking such care as he could of the poor
+wife and children. Poor Dick! The end came at last in drunkenness and
+beastliness; but before he died, for a little while, he was the Dick
+Steele we loved, and shall ever love."
+
+"And Mr. Pope--the queer little gentleman--who lived at Twickenham, and
+was so kind to his old mother?"
+
+"Mr. Pope was a very great genius, madam, and had he not been born
+crooked he would have been an admirable man; but the crook in his body
+seemed to make a crook in his mind. He died but last year, outliving
+many strong men who pitied his puny frame. But let me not disparage Mr.
+Pope. My Lord Chesterfield, who was a very good judge of men, as well as
+the first gentleman of his time, entertained a high esteem for Mr.
+Pope."
+
+"I also had the honor of meeting the Earl of Chesterfield," continued
+Madam Washington, with animation, "and he well sustained the reputation
+for politeness that I had heard of him, for he made as much of me as if
+I had been a great lady instead of a young girl from the colonies, whom
+chance and the kindness of a brother had brought to England, and your
+lordship's goodness had introduced to many people of note. 'Tis true I
+saw them but for a glimpse or two, but that was enough to make me
+remember them forever. I have tried to teach my son Lord Chesterfield's
+manner of saluting ladies, in which he not only implied the deepest
+respect for the individual, but the greatest reverence for all women."
+
+"That is true of my Lord Chesterfield," replied the Earl, who found it
+enchanting to recall these friends of his youth with whom he had lived
+in close intimacy, "and his manners revealed the man. He had also a
+monstrous pretty wit. There is a great lumbering fellow of prodigious
+learning, one Samuel Johnson, with whom my Lord Chesterfield has become
+most friendly. I never saw this Johnson myself, for he is much younger
+than the men of whom we are speaking; but I hear from London that he is
+a wonder of learning, and although almost indigent, will not accept aid
+from his friends, but works manfully for the booksellers. He has
+described my Lord Chesterfield as 'a wit among lords, and a lord among
+wits.' I heard something of this Dr. Johnson, in a late letter from
+London, that I think most praiseworthy, and affording a good example to
+the young. His father, it seems, was a bookseller at Lichfield, where on
+market-days he would hire a stall in the market for the sale of his
+wares. One market-day, when Samuel was a youth, his father, being ill
+and unable to go himself, directed him to fit up the book-stall in the
+market and attend to it during the day. The boy, who was otherwise a
+dutiful son, refused to do this. Many years afterwards, his father being
+dead, Johnson, being as he is in great repute for learning, was so
+preyed upon by remorse for his undutiful conduct that he went to
+Lichfield and stood bareheaded in the market-place, before his father's
+old stall, for one whole market-day, as an evidence of his sincere
+penitence. I hear that some of the thoughtless jeered at him, but the
+better class of people respected his open acknowledgment of his
+fault--the more so as he was in a higher worldly position than his
+father had ever occupied, and it showed that he was not ashamed of an
+honest parent because he was of a humble class. I cannot think, madam,
+of that great scholar, standing all day with bare, bowed head, bearing
+with silent dignity the remarks of the curious, the jeers of the
+scoffers, without in spirit taking off my hat to him."
+
+During this story Madam Washington fixed her eyes on George, who colored
+slightly, but remarked, as the Earl paused:
+
+"It was the act of a brave man and a gentleman. There are not many of us
+who could do it."
+
+Just then the door opened, and Uncle Jasper, bearing a huge tray,
+entered. He placed it on a round mahogany table, and Madam Washington
+proceeded to make tea, and offered it to the Earl with her own hands.
+
+The Earl, while drinking his tea, glanced first at George and then at
+pretty little Betty, who, feeling embarrassed at the notice she
+received, produced her sampler from her pocket and began to work
+demurely in cross stitch on it. Presently Lord Fairfax noticed the open
+harpsichord.
+
+"I remember, madam," he said to Madam Washington, as they gravely sipped
+their tea together, "that you had a light hand on the harpsichord."
+
+"I have never touched it since my husband's death," answered she, "but
+my daughter Betty can perform with some skill."'
+
+Mistress Betty, obeying a look from her mother, rose at once and went to
+the harpsichord, never thinking of the ungraceful and disobliging
+protest of more modern days. She seated herself, and struck boldly into
+"The Marquis of Huntley's Rigadoon." She had, indeed, a skilful little
+hand, and as the touch of her small fingers filled the room with quaint
+music the Earl sat tapping with his foot to mark the time, and smiling
+at the little maid's grave air while she played. When her performance
+was over she rose, and, making a reverence to her mother and her guest,
+returned to her sampler.
+
+The Earl had now spent nearly two hours with his old friend, and the sun
+was near setting, but he could scarcely make up his mind to leave. The
+interest he felt in her seemed transferred to her children, especially
+the two elder, and the resolve entered his mind that he would see more
+of that splendid boy. He turned to George and said to him:
+
+"Will you be so good, Mr. Washington, as to order my people to put to my
+horses, as I find that time has flown surprisingly fast?"
+
+"Will you not stay the night, my lord?" asked Madam Washington. "We can
+amply accommodate you and your servants."
+
+"Nothing would please me more, madam, but it is my duty to reach
+Fredericksburg to-night, where I have business, and I am now seeking a
+ferry where I can be moved across."
+
+"Then you have not to seek far, sir, for this place is called Ferry
+Farm; and we have several small boats, and a large one that will easily
+hold your coach; and, with the assistance of your servants, all of them,
+as well as your horses, can be ferried over at once."
+
+The Earl thanked her, and George left the room promptly to make the
+necessary arrangements. In a few moments the horses were put to the
+coach, as the ferry was half a mile from the house; and George, ordering
+his saddle clapped on his horse, that was just then being brought from
+the pasture, galloped down to the ferry to superintend the
+undertaking--not a light one--of getting a coach, eight horses, and
+eight persons across the river.
+
+The coach being announced as ready, Madam Washington and the Earl rose
+and walked together to the front porch, accompanied by little Mistress
+Betty, who hung fondly to her mother's hand. Outside stood the three
+younger boys, absorbed in contemplation of the grandeur of the equipage.
+They came forward promptly to say good-by to their mother's guest, and
+then slipped around into the chimney-corner, that they might see the
+very last of the sight so new to them. Little Betty also disappeared in
+the house after the Earl had gallantly kissed her hand, and predicted
+that her bright eyes would yet make many a heart ache. Left alone on the
+porch in the twilight with Madam Washington, he said to her, very
+earnestly:
+
+"Madam, I do not speak the language of compliment when I say that you
+may well be the envy of persons less fortunate than you when they see
+your children. Of your eldest boy I can truly say I never saw a nobler
+youth, and I hope you will place no obstacle in the way of my seeing him
+again. Greenway Court is but a few days' journey from here, and if I
+could have him there it would be one of the greatest pleasures I could
+possibly enjoy."
+
+"Thank you, my lord," answered Madam Washington, simply. "My son George
+has, so far, never caused me a moment's uneasiness, and I can very well
+trust him with persons less improving to him than your lordship. It is
+my wish that he should have the advantage of the society of learned and
+polished men, and your kind invitation shall some day be accepted."
+
+"You could not pay me a greater compliment, madam, than to trust your
+boy with me, and I shall claim the fulfilment of your promise," replied
+Lord Fairfax. "Farewell, madam; the sincere regard I have cherished
+during nearly twenty years for you will be extended to your children,
+and your son shall never want a friend while I live. I do not know that
+I shall ever travel three days' journey from Greenway again, so this may
+be our last meeting."
+
+"Whether it be or not, my lord," said Madam Washington, "I can only
+assure you of my friendship and gratitude for your good-will towards my
+son."
+
+The Earl then respectfully kissed her hand, as he had done little
+Betty's, and stepped into the coach. With a great smacking of whips and
+rattle and clatter and bang the equipage rolled down the road in the
+dark towards the ferry.
+
+A faint moon trembled in the heavens, and it was so dark that torches
+were necessary on the river-bank. George had dismounted from his horse,
+and with quiet command had got everything in readiness to transport the
+cavalcade. The Earl, sitting calmly back in the chariot, watched the
+proceedings keenly. He knew that it required good judgment in a boy of
+fifteen to take charge of the ferriage of so many animals and men
+without haste or confusion. He observed that in the short time George
+had preceded him everything was exactly as it should be--the large boat
+drawn up ready for the coach, and two smaller boats and six stalwart
+negro ferrymen to do the work.
+
+"I have arranged, my lord, with your permission," he said, "to ferry the
+coach and horses, with your own servants, over first, as it is not worth
+while taking any risks in crowding the boats; then, when the boats
+return, the outriders and their horses may return in the large boat."
+
+"Quite right, Mr. Washington," answered the Earl, briskly; "your
+dispositions do credit to you, and I believe you could transport a
+regiment with equal ease and precision."
+
+George's face colored with pleasure at this. "I shall go on with you
+myself," he said, "if you will allow me."
+
+The boat was drawn up, a rude but substantial raft was run from the
+shore to the boat, the horses were taken from the coach, and it was
+rolled on board by the strong arms of a dozen men. The horses were
+disposed to balk at getting in the boat, but, after a little coaxing,
+trotted quietly aboard; the ferrymen, re-enforced by two of Lord
+Fairfax's servants, took the oars, and the boat, followed by two smaller
+ones, was pulled rapidly across the river. After a few minutes, seeing
+that everything was going right, George entered the coach and sat by the
+Earl's side. The Earl lighted his travelling-lamp, and the two sat in
+earnest conversation. Lord Fairfax wished to find out something more
+about the boy who had made so strong an impression on him. He found that
+George had been well taught, and although not remarkable in general
+literature, he knew more mathematics than most persons of twice his age
+and opportunities. He had been under the care of the old Scotchman, Mr.
+Hobby, who was, in a way, a mathematical genius, and George had profited
+by it.
+
+"And what, may I ask, Mr. Washington, is your plan for the future?"
+
+"I hope, sir," answered George, modestly, "that I shall be able to get a
+commission in his Majesty's army or navy. As you know, although I am my
+mother's eldest son, my brother Laurence, of Mount Vernon, is my
+father's eldest son, and the head of our family. My younger brothers and
+I have small fortunes, and I would like to see something of the world
+and some service in arms before I set myself to increasing my part."
+
+"Very creditable to you, and you may count upon whatever influence I
+have towards getting you a commission in either branch of the military
+service. I myself served in the Low Countries under the Duke of
+Marlborough in my youth, and although I have long since given up the
+profession of arms, I can never lose my interest in it. Your honored
+mother has promised me the pleasure of your company for a visit at
+Greenway Court, when we may discuss the matter of your commission at
+length. I am not far from an old man, Mr. Washington, but I retain my
+interest in youth, and I like to see young faces about me at Greenway."
+
+"Thank you, my lord," answered George, with secret delight. "I shall not
+let my mother forget her promise--but she never does that."
+
+"There is excellent sport at Greenway, and I have kept a choice breed of
+deer-hounds, as well as fox-hounds. I brought with me from England a
+considerable library, and you can, I hope, amuse yourself with a book;
+but if you cannot amuse yourself with a book, you will always be
+dependent upon others for your entertainment."
+
+"I am fond of reading--on rainy days," said George; at which candid
+acknowledgment the Earl smiled.
+
+What a delightful vista this opened before George, who was, like other
+healthy-minded boys, devoted to reading and hearing of battles, and
+fencing, and all manly sports! He glanced at Lance, standing erect and
+soldierly, as the boat moved through the water. He meant to hear all
+about the siege of Bouchain from Lance before the year was out, and
+blushed when he was obliged to acknowledge to himself that he had never
+heard of the siege of Bouchain.
+
+[TO BE CONTINUED.]
+
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+
+HOW MAGIC IS MADE.
+
+BY HENRY HATTON.
+
+V.
+
+
+About the year 1864 Carl Herrmann introduced at the old Academy of
+Music, New York, a trick never seen here before, which he called "The
+Miser." It has since become common, and, under the more prosaic title of
+"Catching Money in the Air," is exhibited more or less skilfully by many
+of the present-day conjurers. None, however, has presented it so
+artistically as the originator, for in his hands it was a very clever
+bit of melodramatic acting.
+
+Borrowing a hat from the audience, he crept about the dimly lighted
+stage to the accompaniment of weird music, and with eager eyes and
+avaricious clutch seemingly plucked from the air half-dollars
+innumerable, which he deposited in the hat, until he had accumulated
+twenty-five or thirty.
+
+[Illustration: FIG. 1.]
+
+[Illustration: FIG. 2.]
+
+[Illustration: FIG. 3.]
+
+More modern conjurers have tried to improve on Herrmann's method by
+using apparatus of one kind or another in the trick, but he relied
+exclusively on his ability to palm a coin.
+
+As it will be necessary for my readers first to master this important
+element of conjuring, I shall try to teach it before explaining the
+other details of the trick. To palm a coin, hold it lightly between the
+tips of the second and third fingers and the thumb of either hand, as
+shown in Fig. 1. Balancing it on the finger-tips, let the thumb resume
+its normal position, and at the same moment let the two fingers press
+the coin into the hollow of the palm. See Fig. 2. Now contract the thumb
+so that the coin will be held by the ball on one side, and on the other
+by the opposite fleshy part of the hand, as in Fig. 3. Though at first
+it may be difficult to press the coin into the exact position, practice
+will soon make it easy.
+
+The beginner is apt to try to have his hand appear perfectly flat when
+seen from the back; but let him notice the open hand of a friend as it
+hangs in a normal condition, and he will find that it is slightly
+arched. Supposing that my reader is now an adept at palming, let us
+proceed with "The Miser" as Herrmann did it.
+
+When he came on the stage he held twenty-five or thirty coins in his
+left hand and one coin in his right. As an excuse for keeping the left
+hand closed it grasped the lower part of the lapel of his coat. In the
+right hand he carried his wand, or badge of office, a round ebony stick
+about eighteen inches long, fitted at the ends with ivory ferrules.
+
+Approaching some man in the audience, he asked for a high hat, and as it
+was handed to him he thrust the left hand inside of it, the thumb only
+remaining outside to grasp the rim. Extending his arms, he struck the
+left arm with his wand and the closed right hand, asking the nearest
+person to feel his arms and body so as to assure himself that nothing
+was concealed there. This examination over, he turned to go back to the
+stage, throwing his wand ahead of him, and letting the coin in the right
+hand slip into his sleeve.
+
+Now began his search for the money. As he moved about the stage the
+audience was allowed to see that the right hand was empty. Suddenly he
+grasped at the air, and then peering into his hand, he struck his
+forehead as if in despair at finding nothing. Then as the right hand
+fell to his side the sleeved half-dollar slipped into it.
+
+Now began the money hunt in earnest. With his right side toward the
+audience, he again clutched at the air, and this time, letting the coin
+drop to his finger-tips, showed it. Then he tossed it visibly, so that
+all might see it, into the hat, where it was heard to fall. The next
+moment, as if with the instinct of the miser, he took it out again and
+pressed it to his lips, and once more threw it into the hat. This time,
+however, he only apparently did so, for as the hand went inside the hat
+he palmed the coin, and let drop one of the coins from the left hand
+instead.
+
+Round and round the stage he went, catching the coin, palming it, and
+apparently adding it to the store in the hat, which was each time
+supplied from the left hand.
+
+When only four or five coins were left in the hand, he actually threw
+the coin which he "caught" into the hat, turned the empty hand toward
+the audience--without speaking, however, for the whole trick was carried
+out in pantomime--and then placing it inside the hat, as if to hold it,
+took the remaining coins from the left hand. Withdrawing that hand, he
+turned it, palm outward, toward the audience, and then took the hat with
+it again, this time keeping the fingers outside. In the mean time he had
+palmed the four or five remaining coins, for it is as easy for the
+practised conjurer to palm six as one. These coins he proceeded to
+"catch," one at a time--which requires considerable practice--and threw
+each visibly into the hat. This last move set at rest any suspicions
+which might exist that he had been using one coin throughout the trick.
+
+During the course of the trick, Herrmann at times pretended to pass the
+coin through the bottom or side of the hat. To do this he merely showed
+the coin, which he palmed as his hand approached the hat, and let the
+tips of his fingers touch the plush, as if pushing the coin through. At
+the same time he dropped a coin from the left hand, and the chink as it
+came in contact with the others heightened the illusion.
+
+Herrmann played to very large audiences, and this trick proved so
+popular that Robert Heller decided to reproduce it; but he varied it as
+follows: Besides the lot of half-dollars in his left hand, he had six or
+eight in his right. Making a grab at the air, he thus "caught" a number
+of coins, which he appeared to throw into the hat. In fact, he merely
+closed his hand over the captured coins without any palming, and let six
+or eight drop from his left hand. Of course his stock was soon
+exhausted; but when that happened he threw the coins from his right hand
+bodily into the hat. Then for the next two or three times when he
+grabbed at the air he kept the right hand closed, and putting the empty
+hand over the hat, shook up the coins already in, thus giving the
+impression that he had thrown a number of coins in. Finally he went
+among his audience, and taking a heaping handful of coins out of the
+hat, poured them back, retaining six or seven in his hand. These latter
+he then shook from a lady's handkerchief or her muff, or pretended to
+take them from the long whiskers of some man.
+
+Two or three years later Hartz did the trick, and as he could not palm a
+coin, he used a flat tin tube which held about six coins. This tube hung
+by a hook inside the right breast of his vest; the lower end just
+reached the bottom of the vest. By putting the tips of the fingers under
+the vest and pressing a lever, a coin dropped into the hand, and the
+performer was thus enabled, from time to time, to show a half-dollar and
+throw it into the hat. The other times he merely pretended to catch a
+coin, and put his closed empty hand over the mouth of the hat, and "made
+believe," as the children say, to drop the money in.
+
+Another mechanical arrangement that is used by some performers is
+strapped just above the wrist, inside the sleeve, and is so constructed
+that by extending the arm suddenly a coin is shot out by means of a
+spring to about the tips of the fingers, and the performer really
+catches it. Still another coin-holder is used, but the pump-handle
+movement necessary to release the coins is inartistic. There is one
+little wrinkle, however, in connection with this trick which is worth
+describing and worth using. It is a coin with a tiny hole drilled
+through it near its edge. A human hair or a bit of fine sewing silk is
+run through this hole and formed into a loop. In this way the coin is
+hung from the thumb. When the performer wishes to "catch" it, a slight
+jerk brings it to the front of the hand, where he seizes it; and as he
+puts it into the hat he lets it swing to the back of the hand, which can
+then be shown empty.
+
+A very good trick, somewhat akin to palming, is done with five
+half-dollars. In palming proper, a new coin with a sharp, milled edge is
+the best to use, as the milling helps to hold it in place, but for this
+trick well-worn pieces of money which have become quite smooth are
+necessary.
+
+[Illustration: FIG. 4.]
+
+[Illustration: FIG. 5.]
+
+[Illustration: FIG. 6.]
+
+Begin by rolling up the sleeves so that the arms are bared. Hold the
+left-hand extended, palm upwards, and on the tip of each finger and
+thumb balance a coin. Place the right hand on top of the left, so that
+the money is held between the tips of the fingers of the two hands. Now
+turn the hands until the back of the right hand is towards the audience,
+as in Fig. 4. Fix your eyes on the ceiling, as if that had something to
+do with the trick; move the hands rapidly upward and downward twice, and
+while doing so bring the tips of the fingers together, causing the coins
+to lap one over another. Then surround them, as it were, with the tips
+of the left hand fingers and thumb, and quickly slide them down into the
+right palm, where they are to be held by pressing on them with the tip
+of the left thumb; finally, at almost the same moment make a third
+upward move, keeping the hands together and the eyes fixed above; the
+hands will appear to be empty and the coins to have vanished. Figs. 5
+and 6 show the fronts and backs of the hands. During the applause which
+always follows this trick, quietly withdraw your thumb, close the right
+hand over the money, and put it noiselessly away, either in your pocket
+or other receptacle.
+
+The mere learning of a move like palming is hardly interesting unless it
+avails for some trick. As "The Miser" is not suitable for all occasions,
+here is a little trick which will answer to show my amateur friend's
+proficiency:
+
+Place two half-dollar's on a table. Pick up one with the right hand,
+palm it, and pretend to place it in the left hand. To do this naturally
+let the tips of the right-hand fingers touch the left hand, and at the
+same time close that hand and draw the other away. To the general
+spectator it will appear as if the coin really remained in the left
+hand. Turn the left wrist, so that the back of the hand will be toward
+your audience.
+
+Now pick up the second coin with the tips of the right-hand fingers and
+thumb, cry, "Pass!" Clink the two coins together, and it will seem as if
+the left-hand coin had at that moment passed to the right.
+
+Besides the method of palming described, which may be called the
+orthodox, there are several other methods, one of which I will briefly
+describe.
+
+[Illustration: FIG. 7.]
+
+[Illustration: FIG. 8.]
+
+With the palm upward, hold the coin between the thumb and second finger
+of the left hand, the tip of the forefinger touching it from below, as
+in Fig. 7. Let the right thumb go under and the other fingers over it,
+as if taking it. If at the same time you withdraw the right forefinger
+and release the grasp of the thumb and second finger, the coin will fall
+into the left palm, as in Fig. 8. Close the right hand and hold it
+aloft, letting the left hand drop to the side or rest on the hip. The
+effect is exactly as if the coin had been taken away by the right hand.
+
+The coin may be made to appear as if taken from the leg by merely
+dropping it to the tips of the left-hand fingers, which must then be
+laid on the spot it is desired to have it appear.
+
+If, instead of a coin, a small ball is used, a very laughable effect may
+be produced by appearing to swallow it. To do this show the ball, throw
+it into the air once or twice, and at last palm it. Place the
+gathered-up tips of the fingers and thumb to the lips, and at that
+moment thrust the tongue into the left cheek, which will give it the
+appearance of having the ball there. Point to the cheek with the right
+forefinger; then let the right hand drop to the side, holding the ball
+palmed. To reproduce it lift the lower front of the vest with the left
+hand, and thrusting the right hand under, let the ball find its way to
+the finger-tips; leave it under the vest a second, and then withdraw it
+slowly.
+
+
+
+
+THE HIDDEN TREASURE OF KING OBANI.
+
+BY RICHARD BARRY.
+
+
+This is the story of an American boy in far-off Africa. He was sixteen
+years of age--very near seventeen, in fact--at the time of this tale;
+but he had led such a strange life and had been in so many places that
+he had probably seen more of the world than many grown men who consider
+themselves great travellers.
+
+The boy's name did not have an American sound; it was Malcolm McFee, and
+that is Scotch, as any one can tell at half a glance, and the only
+reason he was an American was because he happened to be born in the
+United States, on the slopes of the Sierra Nevada.
+
+In his early youth Malcolm's father had been a sailor, and after that a
+soldier of the Queen in India, where, after serving bravely, and being
+wounded in one of the campaigns against the mountain tribes, he had
+taken it into his head to leave before his time was up, and start on the
+peculiar crusade which filled the next thirty years or so of his life,
+and which, at the end of that time found him in the far-away diamond and
+gold country of the dark continent.
+
+One day Malcolm McFee was sitting in front of the little sheet-iron
+house in which he and his father lived off in the interior of one of the
+British Colonies in South Africa, when he saw the latter coming rapidly
+towards him with his arms swinging. Mr. McFee was a small wiry man, all
+thews and sinews. He had never abused himself in any way, and he could
+strike a trot and hold it open-mouthed all day like a dog. He was loping
+along through the dust, and Malcolm saw that he was evidently laboring
+under some excitement. Now his father was never despondent or cast down,
+but he was sometimes more enthusiastic than at others, that was all, and
+never had the boy seen his father so wrought up as at this very moment.
+He entered the house and closed the door behind him. Then, not even
+breathing hard from his running, he put both hands on Malcolm's
+shoulders, and exclaimed, "Laddie, laddie, but we are going to strike it
+rich!"
+
+Now Malcolm had heard this before, so he waited for further
+developments. But the strange tale that was told him succeeded at last
+in arousing even his calmer nature.
+
+A year previously the British government had conducted a campaign way to
+the northwest of the South African Dutch republic. They had humbled the
+little black native King and made him pay tribute, but the loot and
+treasure that they expected to find (for he had been reputed to be
+wealthy) were not forth-coming. This is the key to this story, and there
+is no use of going into the details of the conversation between Malcolm
+and his father. It is what they did that is interesting--and what took
+place afterwards.
+
+That night an Englishman named Gifford, a tall, gaunt, fanatical-looking
+being, entered their hut. He was accompanied by a gray-headed, wizened
+negro, whose ribs and joints showed plainly beneath his shrivelled,
+dusty skin. A rather remarkable council was held--the Englishman
+translating as the negro talked.
+
+"He says he knows exactly the place," Gifford said. "He saw them burying
+it, and after they had walked away from the spot old Obani had every one
+of the men who digged for him killed--heads chopped off, you know.
+That's the reason Tommy Atkins didn't find anything up there, eh?
+Listen, man! We can get it--gold and sparklers! old Grumpah here
+says--handfuls of them. Are you game, man, to try it? I tell you frankly
+why I come to you," Gifford continued. "I know you can be trusted, and
+we will need some money for the outfit. I say, old Juggins, come, are
+you with me?"
+
+"How did you get such a hold over the old boy?" asked Mr. McFee, nodding
+towards the squatting black figure.
+
+"That's a short story," answered the Englishman, laughing. "I have had
+my eye on him for a long time. He let something slip once, and I tell
+you, man, I worked with my hands to keep that old nig in idleness--for
+three years I've worked for him. I arranged it so that he thinks I saved
+his life, too; and that was easy. And now the point--will you join me?"
+
+This question was superfluous, as any one who had known Malcolm's father
+would have testified.
+
+Three weeks later two large ox-carts, with four blacks to drive them,
+and three white men--at least two white men and a boy--were treaking
+across the flat plains, equipped apparently for a hunting excursion into
+the game-abounding country where beasts with strange horns and names are
+found in plenty, and where the lion's roar often breaks the stillness of
+the night.
+
+Privation and hardship, death and disease they faced, and at last, a
+month later, with only one wagon left, and the loss of one of the negro
+drivers (by drowning at a river ford) they arrived at the great fertile
+border-land that edges the deep forest of the outermost possessions of
+King Obani, chief of the Bangwalis. Here they rested for a week,
+regaining strength, for they had made the trip in the unhealthy season
+of the year. They had traded their way peaceably, so far, with what
+natives they had met, and had encountered no hostile resistance. But the
+hardest work was yet to come.
+
+Leaving the cattle in charge of one of the natives in a little hidden
+valley, the four men and Malcolm entered the shadows of the forest. For
+ten days they struggled on, cutting their way slowly through the massive
+undergrowth. Each one was laden down with a heavy pack, pickaxes, and
+long-handled shovels, not forgetting a few coils of rope, and iron bolts
+which came in handy afterwards. Besides, the three white men (I can
+speak of Malcolm as a man) carried rifles and well-filled
+cartridge-boxes.
+
+On the tenth day old Grumpah, who was leading, stopped and made a
+strange clucking sound, the sound that the African used universally to
+attract attention. He pointed with his long bony arm. Half hidden by the
+vines and weeds lay a white rain-washed skeleton, and only a few feet
+away lay another. They counted thirty of them in all. It was here that
+the sharers of King Obani's secret had been put past the revealing of
+it. Grumpah was talking excitedly now, using long words, but Malcolm had
+picked up a little of the language, and he caught the gist of it even
+before Gifford turned and spoke.
+
+"Old 'Grumpah' says it is only five miles further on," he whispered.
+
+For some time they had been following quite a distinct path, and now it
+was better going. In a little over an hour, Gifford, who had forged
+ahead, uttered a shout that startled some great billed birds squawking
+out of the tree-tops.
+
+"By George," the Englishman exclaimed, "the old fellow has not lied!
+Here is the place."
+
+It was evident that a clearing had been made, and at the foot of a great
+white-trunked tree a mound could be seen covered and grown with
+underbrush, but hanging from the branch of a tall bush was a strange
+object. It was an ordinary gin bottle with a label blown into the glass,
+and on another branch hung a dinner-bell with the clapper removed.
+Gifford struck the bell with the point of his rifle--it tinkled
+musically in the silence, and he said, "Come in," jocosely. Mr. McFee's
+eyes, however, were shining like coals; he removed his coat and laid
+about him with an axe, cutting away the shrubbery and clearing up the
+ground. Evidently the mound had been made by hands--no mistaking that.
+
+"Ask him how deep it is," Mr. McFee said, eagerly, driving the point of
+a pickaxe into the earth.
+
+"The depth of four men!" returned Gifford--"less than thirty feet. How
+long will it take us?"
+
+McFee looked about him.
+
+"Four days at the most," he said, "if it is easy digging. But now let us
+go at it right and dig it well fashion. We must make a windlass."
+
+Even before dark--and it grows dark very suddenly in the African
+forest--a rough winch had been constructed from the trunk of a tree;
+with the aid of the iron bolts it was strongly held together, and
+handles were placed on each end, so they could be worked the way a
+bucket is lowered and raised in a mine shaft. By noon the next day all
+this was completed and the digging fairly commenced. When they had gone
+down some ten feet or more, and it became difficult to throw up the
+spadefuls of the black rich earth, the windlass was placed in position,
+a basket constructed with the aid of twigs and vines, and the two
+negroes were set to work hauling the earth to the surface as the white
+men below filled the improvised carrier. Malcolm's back ached from the
+constant bending and lifting, but his father labored as might a fireman
+in a burning house, and Gifford, stripped to the waist and dripping with
+perspiration like a stoker, delved with the strength of two men. Twenty
+feet, twenty-five feet, thirty feet were reached, and the only
+encouraging thing about it was that there were signs that the earth had
+been disturbed before them.
+
+At noon of the third day they had all gone to the surface except Sandy
+McFee, when the latter gave utterance to a shout from the shaft,
+
+"Here's something," he called; "look out!"
+
+A shining object thrown from his hand sailed up from out the shaft. It
+was another gin bottle. (Alas! the mark of on-sweeping civilization.)
+
+It struck against the handle of the windlass and shivered into a hundred
+sparkling bits. One of them fell at Malcolm's feet.
+
+"Look out, McFee, you idiot!" cried Gifford, springing up. "You came
+near braining us."
+
+"I have struck a layer of tree trunks," came the answer from below. "The
+treasure must be underneath."
+
+But Malcolm was sitting there gazing at something that he held between
+his thumb and forefinger.
+
+"What's the matter, lad?" asked Gifford, turning.
+
+Malcolm handed the shining thing up to him.
+
+"Diamonds!" exclaimed the older man, with a gasp; "the bottle was filled
+with 'em!"
+
+Most of its contents had fallen back into the shaft. Gifford slipped the
+stone into his mouth and made a spring for the rope. He slid down it
+sailor fashion, and one of the blacks followed him. Malcolm hastened to
+the edge. There they were, on their hands and knees, searching the loose
+earth, beneath which showed clearly the heavy beams that protected the
+rest of King Obani's treasure.
+
+They were picking things up, objects to right and left, as children do
+scattered sugar-plums.
+
+Malcolm had about made up his mind to go down also, when suddenly he
+heard a weird call off in the woods. It reminded him of the "coo-ee" of
+the Australian bushmen. It was evidently the sound of a human voice.
+Another answered it. The black man who had staid on the surface with old
+Grumpah and himself gave a startled look around, and without a word put
+off into the woods.
+
+"Some one is coming," shouted Malcolm down the shaft.
+
+Again the call was heard. This time those below heard it also.
+
+"Hurry up! get us out!" shouted Gifford. "It's the Bangwalis. I know the
+cry."
+
+Hurriedly he emptied the earth out of the basket, and, with Mr. McFee,
+stepped inside, holding fast to the rope. Malcolm took one handle and
+Grumpah the other. Slowly they turned the windlass that was supporting
+more than its usual weight. They had raised it perhaps ten feet or so
+when there was a sharp crack, and old Grumpah gave a groan. The handle
+on his side had broken. The old man, who had been straining forward with
+all his strength, slipped his footing and plunged headlong into the pit.
+
+The weight now was more than Malcolm's arms could stand, and do his best
+he could not help the windlass slipping from his grasp. Down went the
+basket.
+
+"Are you hurt?" he shouted.
+
+"Steady, Mal, my boy," came his father's voice in reply. "Keep cool. Now
+try again. One at a time!"
+
+Malcolm put forth all the might of his strong young back, and slowly the
+bucket came to the surface, this time with his father alone.
+
+"The old nig broke his neck," were the first words he said. "Come, get
+the others out."
+
+[Illustration: McFEE AND MALCOLM GRASPED THE WINCH HANDLE.]
+
+At this moment, nearer than before, sounded the strange cry. McFee
+grasped the winch handle with his son, and they had wound Gifford nearly
+to the top, when Malcolm heard a noise and looked up. Not thirty feet
+away, parting the bushes, stood a strange figure. Over the top of a long
+shield peered an excited black face, and behind it another. The gleam of
+a broad spear-head and the tossing of a headdress farther back showed
+that there were more to come.
+
+So paralyzed were the natives by astonishment at what they saw that they
+stood there for a moment like ebony statues. McFee saw his opportunity.
+
+"Pull hard, boy," he said. "This affair has gone past treating;" and he
+stooped quickly and picked up the Martini rifle from the ground. The
+shot rang out at once, and the nearest two figures lunged forward, for
+the ball had passed through both of them.
+
+Gifford was now swarming up the rope faster than Malcolm could raise the
+bucket. A wild cry rang through the woods, but dismayed by the death of
+the foremost two, the rest of the Bangwalis had taken to their heels.
+
+"Get your guns," cried Gifford. "We must make for the high ground down
+the path."
+
+The black man down at the bottom of the pit set up a piteous howl.
+
+"We can't leave him," cried Malcolm, letting the bucket go by the run.
+
+The negro seized the rope and came up it like a monkey, leaving the body
+of poor old Grumpah where he fell. All four now struck off through the
+woods to the northward. The cries and the pounding of a tomtom were
+heard from the south, and then a wild scream, as it was evident the
+blacks had determined on a charge across the open.
+
+"They'll be on us in about five minutes," panted Gifford, looking back
+over his shoulder. "What in the world are we to do? We must leave the
+path."
+
+They crushed their way through the thickets a dozen yards or so, each
+man fighting as if the leaves would drown him, when Malcolm pointed with
+his finger. There, towering straight up to the sky, was the trunk of a
+huge tree. At the roots was a small opening, large enough to all
+appearances for a man to squeeze his way in. No sooner had he seen it
+than the black darted toward it on hands and knees like a rabbit, and
+before the others could tell what he was going to do, nothing but his
+heels were to be seen. Gifford turned and reached up overhead. With the
+stroke of his knife he clipped off the top of one of the overhanging
+bushes.
+
+"In with you!" he cried--"in with you! That tree trunk is nothing but a
+chimney. It will hold us all."
+
+Malcolm and his father and lastly the lanky Englishman crawled into the
+damp-smelling interior, and Gifford pulled the ends of the branch in
+after him, so that the spreading leaves would hide the opening. Now the
+cries sounded all about. On the path not forty feet away a crowd of
+natives went by on the rush, the ornaments on their knees jingling as
+they ran. Crouching in the crowded space the fugitives waited
+breathlessly. They heard more cries, and once some one had passed
+through the bushes so close to them that they could hear the swishing of
+the leaves. It had grown so dark that perhaps their footprints could not
+be seen; their hiding-place was not discovered.
+
+Now a consultation was held.
+
+"I wish old Grumpah was here," said Clifford. "He knows the country."
+
+The black whose teeth were chattering was mumbling something.
+
+"What's that?" asked Gifford, turning to him.
+
+"Ribber not far off," the man replied.
+
+Gifford spoke to him in his own language, and then he addressed the
+others in a whisper.
+
+"This boy was a slave to the Bangwalis," he said. "He tells me there is
+a stream to the northward. We might make it and find a canoe at the
+banks. It's our only chance for life."
+
+"Will we have to leave the treasure behind?" asked Mr. McFee, hoarsely.
+
+"Confound the treasure!" responded Gifford. "It may be the death of us
+yet. We have enough white stones to make us rich."
+
+It was midnight, judging as well as they could, when they crawled from
+their hiding-place, and there was nothing for it but to take the path
+again and go cautiously, as it was impossible in the darkness to travel
+through the forest. But after following the path for half an hour it
+lightened suddenly, and they perceived that it was only the thick
+foliage that had kept the moonlight from reaching them. A few rods
+further on they went, and a broad stream lay spread before them. On the
+opposite shore lights could be seen, and the sound of wailing voices and
+the beating of drums proclaimed the fact that some negro rite was there
+in progress. The black man pointed with his finger, and Gifford held up
+his hand as an order to halt.
+
+"King Obani, he home," said the negro boy, nodding across the river.
+"Three year ago English too 'm. No find gold."
+
+"I know where I am now," whispered Gifford, excitedly. "This river is
+the Mmymbi; that is Obani's chief town. Willoughby and the rangers took
+it three years ago, and were fooled in getting the loot, don't you
+remember. Eh? the idiots!"
+
+"Well, what are we to do?" asked Mr. McFee.
+
+"Thirty-five miles below is an English trading-station," Gifford said,
+eagerly. "We must get a boat of some kind."
+
+Tho black had waded knee-deep into the stream. He bent over with his
+face close to the water, and then struck out silently.
+
+"Come back here, you black rascal," hissed Gifford, raising his rifle.
+
+But the boy's reply caused him to lower it.
+
+"He says there's a boat tied to the branches of yonder tree," he
+murmured.
+
+Now by bending over all could see it plainly. The negro slid over the
+side, and soon came back paddling it silently along the shore; the
+others crawled in, and now, keeping well in the deep shadow of the
+trees, they drifted down the stream; the cries and lights of the
+Bangwali village grew fainter and fainter in the distance. When around
+the bend of the river Gifford picked up a paddle, and they struck out at
+full speed. Three hours' paddling and they were beyond King Obani's
+jurisdiction, and by daylight they saw the clearing of the English
+trader.
+
+For some reason they chose not to tell their story, and the next morning
+as they sat at breakfast a canoe shot down the stream. Some natives
+landed.
+
+"Hullo, here's news," said the trader's clerk as he approached the house
+after meeting the native boat. "King Obani is dead."
+
+"Then the mystery of his treasure dies with him," said the trader, for
+the story was well known.
+
+"Humph," observed Gifford, lighting his pipe.
+
+"Mal, my boy, we'll return for the rest of it some day," whispered Mr.
+McFee.
+
+But he never did. Adventure seemed to be killed within him, and he and
+Malcolm composed the firm McFee & Son, general merchants, at K----. And
+here is where the story comes from.
+
+
+
+
+RICK DALE.
+
+BY KIRK MUNROE,
+
+AUTHOR OF "SNOW-SHOES AND SLEDGES," "THE FUR-SEAL'S TOOTH," "THE 'MATE'
+SERIES," "FLAMINGO FEATHER," ETC.
+
+CHAPTER XXXV.
+
+A GANG OF FRIENDLY LOGGERS.
+
+
+The month of September was drawing to its close, and the gang of loggers
+belonging to Camp No. 10 of the Northwest Lumber Company, which operated
+in the vast timber belt clothing the northern flanks of Mount Rainier,
+were about to knock off work. From earliest morning the stately forest,
+sweet-scented with the odors of resin, freshly cut cedar, and crushed
+ferns, had resounded with their shouts and laughter, the ring of their
+axes, the steady swish of saws, and the crash of falling trees. To one
+familiar only with Eastern logging, where summer is a time of idleness,
+and everything depends on the snows of winter, followed by the high
+waters of spring, the different methods of these Northwestern woodsmen
+would be matters of constant surprise. Their work goes on without a
+pause from year's end to year's end. There is no hauling on sleds, no
+vast accumulations of logs on the ice of rivers or lakes, no river
+driving, no mighty jams to be cleared at imminent risk of life and
+limb--nothing that is customary in the East. Even the mode of cutting
+down trees is different.
+
+The choppers--or "fallers," as they are called in the Northwest--do not
+work, as do their brethren of Maine or Wisconsin, from the ground,
+wielding their axes first on one side and then on the other until the
+tree falls. The girth of the mighty firs and cedars of that country is
+so great at ordinary chopping height that two men working in that way
+would not bring down more than two trees in a day, instead of the ten or
+a dozen required of them. So, by means of what are known as
+"spring-boards," they gain a height of eight or ten feet, and there
+begin operations.
+
+The ingenious contrivances that enable them to do this are narrow boards
+of tough vine maple, five or six feet long, and about one foot wide.
+Each is armed at its inner end with a sharp steel spur affixed to its
+upper side. This end being thrust into a notch opened in the tree some
+four feet below where the cut is to be made, the weight of a man on its
+outer end causes the spur to bite deep into the wood, and to hold the
+board firmly in place.
+
+Having determined the direction in which the tree shall fall, and fixed
+their spring-boards accordingly, two "fallers" mount them, and chop out
+a deep under cut on the side that is to lie undermost. They work with
+double-bitted or two-edged axes, and can so truly guide the fall by
+means of the under cut that they are willing to set a stake one hundred
+feet away and guarantee that the descending trunk shall drive it into
+the ground. With the under cut chopped out to their satisfaction, they
+remove their spring-boards to the opposite side, and finish the task
+with a long, two-handed, coarse-toothed saw.
+
+As the mighty tree yields up its life and comes to the ground with a
+grand far-echoing crash, it is set upon by "buckers" (who saw its great
+trunk into thirty-foot lengths), barkers, rigging-slingers,
+hand-skidders and teamsters, whose splendid horses, aided by tackle of
+iron blocks and length of wire-rope, drag it out to the "skid-road."
+This is a cleared and rudely graded track, set with heavy cross-ties,
+over which the logs may slide, and it is provided with wire cables,
+whose half-mile lengths are operated by stationary engines. By this
+means "turns" of five or six of the huge logs, chained one behind the
+other, are hauled down the winding skid-road through gulch and valley,
+to a distant railway landing. There they are loaded on a long train of
+heavy flat cars that departs every night for the mills on Puget Sound.
+Here the sawed lumber is run aboard waiting ships, and sent in them to
+all ports on both shores of the Pacific.
+
+The light-hearted loggers were laughing and joking, lighting their
+pipes, picking up tools, and beginning to straggle toward the road that
+led to camp, when suddenly big Buck Raulet, the head "faller," who was
+keener of hearing than any of his mates, called out:
+
+"Hush up, fellows, and listen! I thought I heard a yell off there in the
+timber."
+
+In the silence that followed they all heard a cry, faint and distant,
+but so filled with distress that there was no mistaking its import.
+
+"There's surely somebody in trouble!" cried Raulet. "Lost like as not.
+Anyway, they are calling to us for help, and we can't go back on 'em. So
+come on, men. You teamsters stay here with your horses, and give us a
+yell every now and then, so we can come straight back; for even we don't
+want to fool round much in these woods after dark. Hello, you out there!
+Locate yourselves!"
+
+So the calling and answering was continued for nearly ten minutes, while
+the rescuing party, full of curiosity and good-will, plunged through the
+gathering gloom, over logs and rocks, through beds of tall ferns and
+banks of moss, in which they sank above their ankles, until they came at
+length to those whom they were seeking--two lads, one standing and
+calling to them, the other lying motionless, where he had fallen in a
+dead faint from utter exhaustion.
+
+"You see," explained Alaric, apologetically, half sobbing with joy at
+finding himself once more surrounded by friendly faces, "he has been
+very ill, and we've had a hard day, with nothing to eat. So he gave out.
+I should have too, but just then I heard the sound of chopping, and knew
+the light was shining, and--and--" Here the poor tired lad broke down,
+sobbing hysterically, and trying to laugh at the same time.
+
+"There! there, son!" exclaimed Buck Raulet, soothingly, but with a
+suspicious huskiness in his voice. "Brace up, and forget your troubles
+as quick as you can; for they're all over now, and you sha'n't go hungry
+much longer. But where did you say you came from?"
+
+"The top of the mountain."
+
+"Not down the north side?"
+
+"Yes."
+
+"Great Scott! you are the first that ever did it, then. How long have
+you been on the way?"
+
+"I don't know exactly, but something over a month."
+
+"The poor chap's mind is wandering," said the big man to one of his
+companions; "for no one ever came down the north side alive, and no one
+could spend a whole month doing it, anyway. I've often heard, though,
+that folks went crazy when they got lost in the woods."
+
+The men took turns, two at a time, in carrying Bonny, and Buck Raulet
+himself assisted Alaric, until, guided by the shouts of the teamsters,
+they reached the point from which they had started.
+
+By this time Bonny had regained consciousness, and was wondering, in a
+dazed fashion, what had happened. "Is it all right, Rick?" he asked, as
+his comrade bent anxiously over him.
+
+"Yes, old man, it's all right; and the light I told you of is shining
+bright and clear at last."
+
+"Queer, isn't it, how the poor lad's mind wanders?" remarked Raulet to
+one of the men. "He thinks he sees a bright light, while I'll swear no
+one has so much as struck a match. We must hustle, now, and get 'em to
+camp. Do you think you feel strong enough to set straddle of a horse,
+son?" he asked of Alaric.
+
+"Yes, indeed," answered the boy, cheerfully. "I feel strong enough for
+anything now."
+
+"Good for you! That's the talk! Give us a foot and let me h'ist you up.
+Why, lad, you're mighty nigh bare-footed! No wonder you didn't find the
+walking good. Here, Dick, you lead this horse, while I ride Sal-lal and
+carry the little chap."
+
+[Illustration: BONNY WAS CARRIED DOWN THE SKID-ROAD TO THE CAMP.]
+
+Thus saying, the big man vaulted to the back of the other horse, and
+reaching down, lifted Bonny up in front of him as though he had been a
+child.
+
+Camp was a mile or more away, and as the brawny loggers escorted their
+unexpected guests to it down the winding skid-road, they eagerly
+discussed the strange event that had so suddenly broken the monotony of
+their lives, though, with a kindly consideration, they refrained from
+asking Alaric any more questions just then.
+
+"Hurry on, some of you fellows," shouted Raulet, "and light up my shack,
+for these chaps are going to bunk in with me to-night. I claim 'em on
+account of being the first to hear 'em, you know. Start a fire in the
+square, too, so's the place will look cheerful."
+
+No one will ever know how cheerful and homelike and altogether
+delightful that logging camp did look to our poor lads after their long
+and terrible experience of the wilderness, for they could never
+afterwards find words to express what they felt on coming out of the
+darkness into its glowing firelight and hearty welcome.
+
+"Stand back, men, and give us a show," shouted Raulet, as they drew up
+before his own little "shack," built of split cedar boards. "This isn't
+any funeral; same time it ain't no circus parade, and we want to get in
+out of the cold."
+
+The entire population of the camp, including the cook and his
+assistants, the blacksmith with his helper, and the stable-boys, as well
+as the logging gang, were gathered, full of curiosity to witness the
+strange arrival. Besides these there was Linton, the boss, with his
+wife, who was the only woman in that section of country. Her pity was
+instantly aroused for Bonny, and when he had been tenderly placed in
+Buck Raulet's own bunk, she insisted on being allowed to feed and care
+for him. She would gladly have done the same for Alaric, but he
+protested that he was perfectly well able to feed himself, and was only
+longing for the chance.
+
+"Of course you are, lad!" cried the big "faller," heartily, "and you
+sha'n't go hungry a minute longer. So just you come on with me and the
+rest of the gang over to Delmonico's."
+
+The place thus designated was a low but spacious building of logs,
+containing the camp kitchen and mess-room. Raulet sat at the head of the
+long table, built of hewn cedar slabs, and laden with smoking dishes.
+Alaric was given the place of honor at his right hand.
+
+The plates and bowls were of tin; the knives, forks, and spoons were
+iron; but how luxurious it all seemed to the guest of the occasion! How
+wonderfully good everything tasted, and how the big man beside him
+heaped his plate with pork and beans, potatoes swimming in gravy, boiled
+cabbage, fresh bread cut in slices two inches thick, and actually butter
+to spread on it! After these came a huge pan of crullers and dozens of
+dried-apple pies.
+
+How anxiously the men watched him eat, how often they pushed the tin can
+of brown sugar toward him to make sure that his bowl of milkless tea
+should be sufficiently sweetened, and how pleased they were when he
+passed his plate for a second helping of pie!
+
+"You'll do, lad; you'll do!" shouted Buck Raulet, delighted at this
+evidence that the camp cookery was appreciated. "You've been brought up
+right, and taught to know a good thing when you see it. I can tell by
+the way you eat."
+
+After supper Alaric was conducted to a blanket-covered bench near the
+big fire outside, and allowed to relate the outline of his story to an
+audience that listened with intense interest, and then he was put to bed
+beside Bonny, who was already fast asleep. When Buck Raulet picked up
+his guest's coat, that had fallen to the floor, and a baseball rolled
+from one of its pockets, the big logger exclaimed, softly:
+
+"Bless the lad! He's a genuine out-and-out boy, after all! To think of
+his travelling through the mountains with no outfit but a baseball! If
+that isn't boy all over, then I don't know!"
+
+
+CHAPTER XXXVI.
+
+IN A NORTHWEST LOGGING CAMP.
+
+The next day being Sunday, the camp lay abed so late that when Alaric
+awoke from his long night of dreamless sleep the sun was more than an
+hour high, and streaming full into the open doorway of Buck Raulet's
+shack. For nearly a minute the boy lay motionless, striving to recall
+what had happened and where he was. Then, as it all came to him, and he
+realized that he had escaped from the mountain, with its terrors, its
+cold, and its hunger, and had reached a place of safety, good-will, and
+plenty, he heaved a deep sigh of content. His sigh was echoed by another
+close beside him, and then Bonny's voice said:
+
+"I'm so glad you are awake, Rick, for I want you to tell me all about
+it. I've been trying to puzzle it out for myself, but can't be really
+sure whether I know anything about last night or only dreamed it all.
+Didn't somebody give us something to eat?"
+
+"I should say they did!" rejoined Alaric. "And not only something to
+eat, but one of the finest suppers I ever sat down to. Don't you
+remember the baked beans, and the apple pie, and-- Oh no, I forgot; you
+weren't there; and, by-the-way, how do you feel this morning?"
+
+"Fine as a fiddle," replied Bonny, briskly; "and all ready for those
+baked beans and pie; for somehow I don't seem to remember having
+anything so good as those."
+
+"I don't believe you did," laughed Alaric, springing from the bunk as he
+spoke; "for I'm afraid they only gave you gruel and soup, or tea and
+toast."
+
+"Then no wonder I'm hungry," said Bonny, indignantly, as he too began to
+dress, "and no wonder I want beans and things. But, I say, Rick, what a
+tough-looking specimen you are, anyway!"
+
+"I hope I'm not so tough-looking as you," retorted the other, "for you'd
+scare a scarecrow."
+
+Then the boys scanned each other's appearance with dismay. How could
+they ever venture outside and among people in the tattered, soiled, and
+fluttering garments which were their sole possessions in the way of
+clothing? Even their boots had worn away, until there was little left of
+them but the uppers. Their hats had been lost during their flight
+through the forest, their hair was long and unkempt, while their coats
+and trousers were so rent and torn that the wonder was how they ever
+held together. As they realized how utterly disreputable they did look,
+both boys began to laugh; for they were too light-hearted that morning
+to remain long cast down over trifles like personal appearance. At this
+sound of merriment Buck Raulet's good-humored face, covered with lather,
+appeared in the doorway, and at sight of the ragged lads he too joined
+in their laughter.
+
+"You are tramps, that's a fact!" he cried. "Toughest kind, too; such as
+I'd never dared take in if I'd seen you by a good light. Never mind,
+though," he added, consolingly; "looks are mighty easy altered, and
+after breakfast we'll fix you up in such style that you won't recognize
+yourselves."
+
+Bonny had baked beans and pie that morning as well as Alaric, for the
+fare at that logger's mess-table, bountiful as it was, never varied.
+After breakfast the boys found their first chance to take a good look at
+the camp, which consisted of nearly twenty buildings, set in the form of
+a square beside the skid-road, in a clearing filled with tall stumps of
+giant firs and mammoth cedars. The two largest buildings were the
+combined mess-hall and kitchen and the sleeping-quarters, containing
+tiers of bunks, one for each man employed. Then came the store, which
+held a small stock of clothing, boots, tobacco, pipes, knives, and other
+miscellaneous articles. All the others were little single-room shacks,
+built in leisure moments by such of the men as preferred having
+something in the shape of a home to sleeping in the public dormitory.
+
+These tiny dwellings were constructed of sweet-smelling cedar boards,
+split from splendid great logs, absolutely straight-grained and free
+from knots. Walls, roof, floor, and rude furniture were all made of the
+same beautiful wood. Some of the shacks had stone chimneys roughly
+plastered with clay, others boasted small porches, and one or two had
+both. Buck Raulet's had the largest porch of any, with the added
+adornment of climbing vines. This porch also contained seats, and was
+considered very elegant; but every one knew that the head "faller" was
+engaged to be married to a girl "back East," and said that was the
+reason he had built so fine a house. Having little else to amuse them,
+the men who put up these shacks labored over them with as much pleasure
+as so many boys with their cubby-houses.
+
+Many of the men were anxious to hear a more detailed account of our
+lads' recent adventures, but Buck Raulet said:
+
+"Call round this afternoon. We've got something else on hand just now."
+
+When they returned to his picturesque little dwelling the big man led
+the way inside, closed the door, and said: "Now, lads, sit down and
+let's talk business. What do you propose to do next?"
+
+"I don't think we know," responded Alaric.
+
+"Do you want to go to Tacoma or Seattle?"
+
+"I don't know why we should. We haven't any friends in either place, nor
+any money to live on while we look for work."
+
+"None at all?"
+
+"Not one cent. There's a month's wages due us from the Frenchman who
+hired us to go up the mountain, but I suppose he has left this part of
+the country long ago."
+
+"I suppose he has; and you certainly are playing to such hard luck that
+I don't see as you can do any better than stay right here. If you are
+willing to work at whatever offers, I shouldn't wonder if the boss could
+find something for you to do. At any rate, he might give you a chance to
+earn a suit of clothes, and feed you while you were doing it."
+
+"I think we'd be only too glad to stay here and work," replied
+Alaric--"wouldn't we, Bonny?"
+
+"Yes, I think we would, only I hope we can earn some money. I've worked
+without wages so long now that it is growing very monotonous."
+
+"Well, I'll tell you what," said Raulet: "you two stay right here, while
+I go over and see the boss."
+
+A few minutes later the big man returned with beaming face, and
+announced that Mr. Linton had consented to take them both on trial, and
+had promised to find something for them to do in the morning. Moreover,
+they were to go down to the store at once, pick out the things they
+needed, and have them charged to their account.
+
+All this Buck Raulet told them; but he did not add that he had been
+obliged to pledge his own wages for whatever bill they should run up at
+the store, in case they should fail to work it out. The big-hearted
+"faller" was willing to do this, for he had taken a great fancy to the
+lads, and especially to Alaric. "That chap may be poor," he said, "and I
+reckon he is; but he's honest--so are they both, for that matter; and
+when a boy is honest, he can't help showing it in his face." These
+preliminaries being happily settled, he said, "Now let's get right down
+to business; and the first thing to be done is to let me cut your hair
+before you buy any hats."
+
+The boys agreeing that this was necessary, the operation was performed
+with neatness and despatch; for the big "faller" was equally expert at
+cutting hair or trees.
+
+Then they went to the store, where Alaric and Bonny selected complete
+outfits of coarse but serviceable clothing, including hats and boots, to
+the amount of fifteen dollars each.
+
+"Now for a scrub," suggested Raulet; "and I reckon I need one as much as
+you do." With this he led his _protégés_ to a quiet pool in the creek
+just back of the camp.
+
+When at noon the boys presented themselves at the mess-room, so magical
+was the transformation effected by shears, soap, and water, and their
+new clothing, that not a man in the place recognized them, and they had
+to be reintroduced to the whole jovial crowd, greatly to Buck Raulet's
+delight. By a very natural mistake, he introduced Alaric, whom he had
+only heard called "Rick," as Mr. Richard Dale, and the boy did not find
+an opportunity for correcting the error just then.
+
+Later in the day, however, when most of the camp population were
+gathered in front of Raulet's shack listening with great interest to the
+lads' account of their recent experiences, one of them addressed him as
+"Richard," whereupon he explained that his name was not Richard, but
+Alaric.
+
+"Alaric?" quoth Buck Raulet; "that's a queer name, and one I never
+heard before. It's a strong-sounding name too, and one that just fits
+such a hearty, active young fellow as you. I should pick out an Alaric
+every time for the kind of a chap to come tumbling down a mountain-side
+where no one had ever been before. But where did your folks find the
+name, son?"
+
+"I'll tell you," replied Alaric, flushing with pleasure at hearing that
+said of him; "but first I want to say that it was Bonny Brooks who
+showed me how to come down the mountain, and but for him I should
+certainly have perished up there in the snow."
+
+"Hold on!" cried Bonny. "Gentlemen, I assure you that but for Rick Dale
+I should have had the perishing contract all in my own hands."
+
+"I expect you are a well-mated team," laughed Raulet, "and I am willing
+to admit that for whatever comes tumbling down a mountain there couldn't
+be a better name than Bonny Brooks. But now let's have the yarn."
+
+So Alaric told them all he could remember of the mighty Visigoth who
+invaded Italy at the head of his barbarian host, became master of the
+world by conquering Rome when the eternal city was at the height of its
+magnificence, and whose tomb was built in the bed of a river temporarily
+turned aside for the purpose.
+
+The rough audience grouped about him listened to the tale of a long-ago
+hero with flattering interest, and when it was ended declared it to be a
+rattling good yarn, at the same time begging for more of the same kind.
+Alaric's head was crammed with such stories, for he had always delighted
+in them, and now he was only too glad of an opportunity to repay in some
+measure the kindly hospitality of the camp. So for an hour or more he
+related legends of Old World history, and still older mythology, all of
+which were as new to his hearers as though now told for the first time.
+Finally he paused, covered with confusion at finding Mr. and Mrs. Linton
+standing among his auditors, and waiting for a chance to invite him and
+Bonny to tea.
+
+From that time forth Alaric's position as story-teller was established,
+and there was rarely an evening during his stay in the camp, where books
+were almost unknown, that he was not called upon to entertain an
+interested group gathered about its after-supper open-air fire.
+
+Mr. Linton questioned the boys closely as to their capacity for work
+while they were at tea with him, and finally said: "I think I can find
+places for both of you, if you are willing to work for one dollar a day.
+You, Brooks, I shall let tend store and help me with my accounts until
+your arm gets stronger, while I think I shall place your friend in
+charge of one of the hump-durgins."
+
+"What is that, sir?" asked Alaric.
+
+"What's what?"
+
+"A hump-durgin."
+
+"Oh! Don't you know? Well, you'll find out to-morrow."
+
+[TO BE CONTINUED.]
+
+
+
+
+BLIND-MAN'S-BUFF AT SEA.
+
+PROBLEMS OF NAVIGATING IN THICK WEATHER.
+
+BY W. J. HENDERSON.
+
+
+"What do you think about the weather?"
+
+That was the question which Captain Jason Argo asked his first officer
+as they stood on the bridge together. The great black hull of the
+steamer _Golden Fleece_, driven by the powerful quadruple-expansion
+engines, was cleaving its way westward at a flying gait of nineteen
+knots an hour. There was a thundering hill of foam under her bows, and a
+massive cloud of oily brown smoke went rushing sternward from her two
+big funnels. She had encountered only one bit of fresh weather since
+leaving Queenstown, for it was hardly time yet for heavy gales. But now
+the sky had become overcast with a thin haze of clouds, which obscured
+the sun completely.
+
+"I'm afraid," answered the first officer, "that we're in for a settled
+spell of cloudy weather and fog."
+
+"And I'm morally certain that you're right," said the Captain, with a
+serious face, as he thought of what was before him.
+
+When the celestial bodies--the sun, moon, and stars--cannot be seen,
+then begins grave trouble for the navigator. As long as these are
+visible, by observing their altitudes above the horizon with the
+sextant--an instrument designed for that purpose--and by some simple
+astronomical calculations, he can ascertain the latitude and longitude
+of his ship, and thus know just where he is and which way to steer in
+order to reach his port. But the moment he loses the heavenly bodies he
+must feel his way into port by "dead reckoning," which consists of
+measuring the actual distance sailed by means of the log-line, and of
+ascertaining the direction by the compass. It is a method subject to
+errors of many kinds, caused by incorrect registering of the log, by
+deviation of the compass, and by currents. It is like trying to walk
+through a room in the dark by counting the number of your steps. So it
+was not remarkable that Captain Jason Argo looked grave.
+
+"At noon to-day we made our position 47° west longitude and 46° 30'
+north latitude," said the Captain, reflectively.
+
+"Yes, sir," answered the first officer.
+
+"As we are steering, that should have made us seventy-five miles from
+the easterly edge of the Newfoundland Banks."
+
+"To a dot, sir."
+
+"And it is now three o'clock. What does the patent log show?"
+
+"It is registering nineteen and three-quarter knots an hour."
+
+The patent log is an instrument for recording the distance sailed by the
+ship. It consists of a dial on the outside of a case, inside of which
+are wheels to turn the hands. Attached to the machinery is a long line,
+at the end of which is a rotator shaped somewhat like a ship's
+propeller. This rotator drags through the sea, and makes a certain
+number of revolutions every mile, twisting the line, and thus turning
+the hands on the dial, where the number of knots is marked.
+
+"It's a new log, isn't it?"
+
+"Yes, sir; I received it at Queenstown."
+
+"Good. What is its percentage of error?"
+
+"Two per cent."
+
+Patent logs usually overrate the distance run, and the percentage of
+error has to be ascertained.
+
+"It's running fully two per cent. now, I fancy," said the Captain,
+stepping to the speaking-tube that ran to the engine-room and calling
+for the chief engineer.
+
+"Hello, Mr. Bargot! How many revolutions are you making a minute?"
+
+A jumble of figures returned through the tube.
+
+"And that's nineteen knots, isn't it?" said the Captain. "Good."
+
+The speed of vessels can be tolerably well calculated from the number of
+revolutions of the screw.
+
+"Now," said the Captain, turning to the third officer, who was also on
+the bridge, "what was the last record of the chip log?"
+
+"Twenty knots, sir."
+
+"Common log is not much good at high speeds," commented the Captain.
+
+The common log consists of a triangular wooden float, a line marked with
+knots at equal distances apart, and a reel. The float is thrown
+overboard, and the line allowed to run off the reel for a certain number
+of seconds. The proportions of the distances between knots are such that
+the number of them run off in the given time is the number of miles an
+hour which the vessel is making.
+
+"We shall be safe in saying that we are doing an even nineteen knots,"
+said the Captain. "We ought to strike the easterly edge of the
+Newfoundland Banks a little before four o'clock, in longitude 48° 30'
+west and latitude 45° 40' north, and we ought to get a sounding there of
+fifty-four to fifty-eight fathoms. Mr. Parker, you will get the
+sounding-machine ready to take a cast at five minutes of four o'clock."
+
+"Ay, ay, sir," answered the third officer.
+
+The sounding-machine consists of a heavy lead on the end of a very long
+piano-wire wound round a cylinder. With this a sounding can be taken
+while a vessel is going ahead at the rate of twelve or fifteen knots,
+while with an old-fashioned deep-sea lead line it is necessary to stop.
+An indicator on the side of the sounding-machine shows how many fathoms
+of wire are out, and there is a crank for winding it in.
+
+At five minutes of four the third officer took the sounding, and
+reported a depth of fifty-five fathoms.
+
+"Good," said the Captain, who was now in his room consulting the chart.
+"So far we know exactly where we are. We shall keep our present course.
+You will take another sounding at seven o'clock, when we should be
+fifty-seven miles west sou'west of this, and you should get thirty-three
+fathoms. How's the weather?"
+
+"Looks like fog before morning, sir."
+
+"Hum!" muttered Captain Jason Argo, through his clinched teeth, "I shall
+hold our present course at least till we clear the Banks. It's 150 miles
+across, as we are going, and I wish soundings taken every two hours till
+we are across, which will be in eight hours. You will pass the word to
+call me when the last sounding is to be taken."
+
+The third officer returned to the deck. At seven o'clock he made the
+sounding, as directed, and got a depth of thirty-two fathoms, which
+tallied closely enough with the Captain's calculations to show that they
+were correct. Steadily the _Golden Fleece_ ploughed her way westward
+across the comparatively shallow waters of the Grand Banks, and at
+midnight, the Captain having been called, the last cast of the lead
+showed eighty fathoms.
+
+"Good," said the Captain, turning his face against the damp rush of the
+heavy mist; "we shall run into 1500 fathoms now, and into the northerly
+limit of the Gulf Stream. On the whole, I think we'd better give our
+course an eighth more southing, and hold it at that till noon. Keep a
+bright lookout ahead, and keep your weather eye on the sky. If it breaks
+away, look sharp, and get the deviation from the first star that shows.
+I think we're in for a lot of thick weather."
+
+The Captain went below and turned in, "all standing." All through the
+dreary night his sleep was broken by the hoarse blasts of the fog-siren
+and the half-hourly cries of the lookouts. He wondered whether the
+current of the Gulf Stream was setting true, or had perhaps been
+deflected by some now dead wind of which he could not possibly know
+anything. He had a sailor's dread of an unknown current. If he had been
+on soundings the trusty lead would have told him where he was, but no
+machine could plumb the depths now under the _Golden Fleece_'s keel. At
+six o'clock the Captain went on the bridge again. The fog had
+disappeared, but the sky was still overcast.
+
+"Hum!" he muttered; "it's enough to make a man give up the sea and go to
+farming."
+
+Toward half past nine there were signs that the clouds were about to
+break, and the officers on the bridge made ready to "shoot the sun," as
+taking an observation is called, at the first opportunity. Presently
+there was a rift of blue sky, and in a few minutes the gorgeous sun
+broke through. The officers made their observation, but as they were
+still uncertain of their latitude, they could do nothing with it. At
+noon they were able to ascertain the latitude, and then they figured out
+the ship's position.
+
+"How does our dead reckoning compare with our position by observation?"
+asked Captain Jason Argo.
+
+"By dead reckoning we have made a run of 456 miles in the twenty-four
+hours," answered the first officer, "and our noon position was latitude
+43° 34' north, longitude 54° west. By observation our position is
+latitude 43° 30' north, longitude 53° 54' west."
+
+"Excellent," exclaimed the Captain; "that's close work, and shows that
+my current allowance was about as near right as possible. Now I wish to
+hit the easterly edge of George's Bank, which is in longitude 66° west,
+in latitude 41° 20' north. When we make that point, I'll show you my
+reason for doing that."
+
+The Captain now gave out the course as south 76° west, true, and the
+distance to the point indicated as 540 miles. The course had to be
+corrected for variation and deviation of the compass before it could be
+given to the man at the wheel, and the greatest care was exercised in
+making the calculations.
+
+"If we keep going at nineteen knots," said the Captain, "we'll strike
+that eastern edge in twenty-eight hours and three-quarters, or at a
+quarter of five to-morrow afternoon. Whether the weather is clear or
+thick, at that hour I want a sounding. We ought to get about fifty-five
+fathoms."
+
+[Illustration: IT BEGAN TO BLOW BRISKLY FROM THE NORTHEAST.]
+
+The _Golden Fleece_ continued her westerly flight, but the weather did
+not remain clear. Before noon the following day it had clouded over, and
+had begun to blow briskly from the northeast.
+
+"Now," said the Captain to himself, "I shall have that much discussed
+southerly and westerly current to look out for."
+
+But among the passengers the Captain appeared to be so easy in his mind
+that they thought he had very little to think about. Yet he ordered the
+sounding to be made at 4.30, and had the ship slowed down to half speed.
+No bottom was got at 300 fathoms; but fifteen minutes later the lead
+struck at fifty-eight fathoms. The course was now altered two degrees
+more to the westward.
+
+"I steer now," said the Captain, "for longitude 68° west, latitude 41°
+north. That is the westerly edge of the southern extremity of this bank,
+and there we should get thirty fathoms. The distance is 240 miles, and
+as we are now doing about twenty knots an hour, we ought to be there in
+twelve hours, or at 4.45 in the morning."
+
+Not a star peeped out in the course of the night, and the Captain,
+running wholly by dead reckoning, was an anxious man. Toward morning he
+had the lead hove every half-hour, and his wisdom was shown by the
+result of the soundings, which proved that the _Golden Fleece_ had
+over-run her reckoning by eight miles--quite enough to cause disaster if
+near land, or dangerous shoals. The latter was the case, for the
+Nautucket Shoals were not far away. The weather continued to be thick
+and "dirty," and Captain Jason Argo was constantly on the alert. There
+were dangerous shallows ahead of him and uncertain currents under him,
+and he knew that it was his duty to get the _Golden Fleece_ to port as
+quickly as possible. But no amount of speed would atone for running the
+vessel on the Long Island or New Jersey shore, now hourly drawing nearer
+behind the impenetrable mist. Speed was reduced to fifteen knots, and
+the lead was hove every hour.
+
+"I am steering now," said the Captain, "to cross the meridian of 70°
+west in latitude 40° 40' north. But to do that I must pass about six
+miles south of the South Shoal Light-ship, which is in latitude 40° 46'
+north, and longitude 69° 56' west. I don't need to see that vessel or
+hear her fog signal, because the soundings south of her will give me my
+latitude to a minute, and my longitude almost as well."
+
+"Yes, sir," said the first officer, who had heard something like this
+before.
+
+"All the same," said the Captain, "I'm not in love with this business of
+running in with the land in thick weather, and when we are half a dozen
+miles this side of that light-ship I want the lead down every fifteen
+minutes."
+
+"Ay, ay, sir."
+
+The navigation of the ship now became a business requiring the utmost
+caution. Owing to the invisibility of the heavenly bodies it was
+impossible to ascertain the precise amount of error in the compass. The
+treacherous Nantucket Shoals, with their changeful currents, were close
+at hand. The Captain had his chart spread before him, and on it he was
+tracing the course of the ship as shown by the soundings. She would run
+twelve miles, and the chart would show that she ought then to be in
+thirty-four fathoms. The sounding-machine would give the depth. If it
+was less than thirty-four fathoms, she was north of her apparent course;
+if more, she was south. She was literally feeling her way. It was nearly
+6 P.M., and a fine misty rain narrowed the horizon down to a small
+circle of two miles in diameter. The _Golden Fleece_ was slowed down to
+eight knots, and soundings were taken every fifteen minutes. Suddenly
+the dull blast of a steam-whistle was heard far off the starboard bow.
+The first officer hastily drew out his watch and counted the seconds.
+Nearly half a minute passed, and then came another blast, three times as
+long as the first.
+
+"The light-ship," said the first officer.
+
+"Yes," said the Captain, who had mounted the bridge at the first sound.
+"We are fully two miles further north than I thought; too much current
+allowance, I guess. However, I shall now steer to pass eight miles due
+south of Shinnecock Light, at a point 40° 43' north and 72° 30' west.
+The course is west, true, and the distance 113 miles; but we must make
+some allowance for current--not much, though, with this wind. It's
+ebb-tide, and it will hardly be likely now to set toward the beach, as
+it often does."
+
+The Captain made some more calculations, and then gave out the compass
+course. The speed of the ship was increased to twelve knots, and the
+deep-sea sounding-machine was used once an hour all night. At four
+o'clock in the morning the rain had ceased, and another dense fog had
+set in. The soundings indicated that a point about eight or nine miles
+due south of Shinnecock Light had been reached. The Captain now gave out
+the course as west, and the distance as sixty-two miles; but he was very
+uncertain as to the deviation of the compass, so he ordered speed
+reduced to ten knots, while the lead was to be cast every half-hour. A
+fresh northeasterly wind sprang up, raising a choppy sea, and
+transforming the fog into a driving mist. The soundings ran very
+irregularly, the lead showing 18, 17-1/2, 20, 22, and 19 fathoms without
+any apparent guidance. The Captain walked the bridge anxiously. The
+soundings began to run 18, 17-1/2, 17, 17, 16-1/2, 16, 15, 14, 13-1/2,
+13, 14, and 13 fathoms.
+
+"Too far to the south, as sure as I live!" muttered the Captain. "How
+did we do it? But we're sure to make one of the holes." And then he
+added aloud, "Slow down to six knots."
+
+Suddenly the officer at the sounding-machine away aft sung out,
+"Twenty-one fathoms, sir!"
+
+[Illustration: "HARD A PORT! HARD OVER!"]
+
+"Right slap into the twenty-one-fathom hole, and heading straight for
+Monmouth Beach, as I live!" growled Captain Jason Argo, and he sharply
+ordered the helmsman, "Hard a port! Hard over!"
+
+The _Golden Fleece_ swung her black prow northward through the fog, and
+when it pointed due north by compass the Captain told the helmsman to
+keep it so.
+
+"We'll be up with the Sandy Hook Light-ship soon," he said; "we fell
+about seven miles to the south of it. Keep the lead going. That's my
+motto--log, lead, and lookout in thick weather. If we hadn't kept up our
+soundings we'd have gone on the Jersey shore. Get the port anchor
+ready."
+
+A little over an hour later the lookout forward reported the Sandy Hook
+Light-ship close to the starboard bow.
+
+[Illustration: HE ORDERED THE VESSEL STOPPED AND LET GO THE ANCHOR.]
+
+"Hard a starboard!" said the Captain; and as the ship swung round and
+the light-ship faded away into the mist again, he ordered the vessel to
+be stopped and let go the anchor. The fog-whistle ceased to blow, and
+the bell took its place as a warning. The Captain went down off the
+bridge, and made his appearance at the luncheon-table.
+
+"Captain Argo," said an impatient old lady, "I'd like to know why we are
+anchored here in a fog out in the middle of the ocean. I've paid to be
+taken to New York, and I don't wish to stop here."
+
+"My dear madam," replied the Captain, "up on the coast of Maine the
+steamboat captains run in fogs from point to point among the islands by
+timing their craft and then listening for the echo of the whistle from
+the rocks. And there was once a schooner captain who went from Cape Ann
+to Quarantine in New York Bay in a fog without seeing a single thing,
+steering from one whistling-buoy or fog-horn to another. Now I'm only a
+plain sea navigator, and having brought my ship safely from the other
+side of the Grand Banks to this side of Sandy Hook Light-ship with only
+one observation, feeling my way the rest of the time with the lead, I'm
+satisfied now to come to anchor, wait till the fog lifts, and then let a
+pilot see whether he can get me up the Lower Bay in clear weather
+without running me aground."
+
+
+
+
+THE SLAMBANGAREE.
+
+(_In Two Parts._)
+
+BY R. K. MUNKITTRICK.
+
+Part II.
+
+
+As soon as Reginald had recovered sufficiently from his astonishment to
+be able to speak, he exclaimed, "But you didn't have any bait!"
+
+"The button on the end of the top-cord was the bait," said the
+Slambangaree, as it watched the fish swimming about in the air.
+
+"What kind of a fish is that?" asked Reginald.
+
+"That," replied the Slambangaree, "is a Capecodger. Did you ever hear a
+fish sing a song in notes of candy?"
+
+"I never did," replied Reginald.
+
+Then the Slambangaree turned to the Capecodger, and said, in a tone of
+authority,
+
+"Sing, Sir Fish!"
+
+The fish opened its mouth very wide and sang:
+
+  "As I'm a fish of good sound sense,
+    Permit me, sir, to say
+  It is a strange experience
+    To swim around this way.
+  I much prefer the coral caves
+    Beneath the bounding sea,
+  And to disport upon its waves,
+    And wriggle in my glee.
+  That bureau there is not a rock,
+    This air is not the brine.
+  Oh, grind me up in yonder clock
+    For fishballs sweet and fine,
+  But do not keep me swimming here
+    All day, and thirsty, too,
+  Or I shall have to shed a tear,
+    And that would never do!"
+
+What surprised Reginald was that while the Capecodger's words could be
+distinctly understood, each note was a pellet of candy, that fell from
+its mouth upon the carpet. When the Capecodger was through, it
+descended, and, much to Reginald's disgust, devoured all the candy that
+had fallen upon the floor.
+
+"That candy that it has just swallowed," remarked the Slambangaree, "is
+merely reserve ammunition for its next song." Then turning to the
+Capecodger, the Slambangaree continued: "Of course you must not be kept
+swimming in the air, and I know it would never do to have you shed a
+tear. But I will not put you in the works of the clock, and grind you up
+in its machinery, as you suggest, for fishballs, after your kindness in
+singing us a nice little song, instead of excusing yourself on the
+threadbare ground of having a sore throat. But you must give little
+Reginald a ride before you return to the pitcher."
+
+The Capecodger was so anxious to be back in its native element, that it
+lost no time in swimming under Reginald. When they were up in the air
+the Capecodger wagged its tail in great glee, and swam all around the
+room, just grazing the pictures and the clock, but doing no damage.
+
+"It is just like being in a boat," said Reginald, as the Capecodger went
+down under a chair with him without touching the rungs; "it has a
+regular sea motion, and I'm not frightened a bit. But I wish I could
+have the Capecodger all the time; it would be nicer to go to school on
+than a bicycle, and then I could go way up in the air, like a kite. And
+every once in a while I could get it to sing, and have some candy."
+
+But just then Reginald was back in his bed, and the Capecodger was back
+in the pitcher.
+
+Then the Slambangaree took one of the boxwood tops from Reginald's
+pocket, and tossed it in the air a few times, and then threw it against
+the ceiling. Instead of descending, it remained on the ceiling, where it
+spun at a great rate, and, instead of humming, repeated the
+multiplication table so fast that it would finish twelve times in about
+four seconds. Then it got spinning so fast that it set all the room and
+the furniture whirling at the same rate. As the Slambangaree whirled
+with the rest, its grin increased until its head seemed to be all grin.
+Finally the Slambangaree grew smaller and smaller, until it was so small
+that it vanished into the top, which still whirled away at an awful
+rate. And when Reginald thought he was rid of his goblin visitor, the
+top suddenly began to increase in size until it was as large as a
+barrel, when it suddenly burst, and out popped the Slambangaree, leading
+a curious monster, the like of which Reginald had never seen or dreamed
+of. Its mouth opened like a door, and its eyes slid up and down like
+windows. And it had two heads, one at each end. And it could move with
+equal grace and swiftness in either direction. It ran all over the room,
+and what seemed strangest of all was that the room grew larger to
+accommodate the antics of the monster. Occasionally it would raise one
+eye like a window-sash, and curious birds would fly forth, and, after
+fluttering around, fly to the other end of the monster, who would throw
+open an eye to admit them. As the Slambangaree deposited the boxwood top
+in Reginald's pocket, it pointed to the monster, and said,
+
+"That thing is a Cariftywhifty."
+
+"What can a Cariftywhifty do?" asked Reginald.
+
+"What can a Cariftywhifty do?" repeated the Slambangaree. "Why, a
+Cariftywhifty can eat you, and that is what this Cariftywhifty is about
+to do."
+
+Then the Cariftywhifty chased Reginald into a corner, and took him into
+his mouth as if he were a raw oyster, and soon had him beneath his
+teeth, which were like the keys of a piano, and played tunes while it
+was eating. When Reginald reached the inside of the Cariftywhifty's
+teeth he found that he had not been hurt; and when he realized that he
+was being swallowed he was greatly surprised to find that the monster's
+throat consisted of a stairway, down which he walked into its stomach,
+which was a beautiful garden. Boxwood tops were spinning on the limbs of
+trees, and the place was lighted even at night by the Cariftywhifty's
+eyes. The only time the place was dark was when the unique monster
+closed its eyes. When the garden was suddenly darkened for a moment, and
+then illuminated, it indicated that the owner had just winked. Reginald
+knew that all this garden was in his own room, of course, but he didn't
+know how he was going to gain his freedom. But he wandered down the main
+path, seeing many curious sights, until he was chased by a lot of
+bull-frogs of great size, that jumped great distances and turned
+somersaults with ease. As these bull-frogs were made of _papier-maché_,
+they had no sense of feeling, because when Reginald stepped upon one of
+them it only made it laugh. They said they would put him in a box and
+feed him on flies if they could only catch him. This caused poor
+Reginald to redouble his efforts, and he was almost exhausted when he
+readied the throat stairway at the other end of the Cariftywhifty. Up
+these steps he bounded in safety, and was soon under the teeth of the
+monster, that chewed him and emitted a tune with its musical teeth at
+the same time.
+
+In a moment Reginald was in his bed again, looking at the Slambangaree,
+that was now so small that the poor worried boy knew the plum-pudding
+must be almost digested. Finally the Slambangaree entered the mouth of
+the Cariftywhifty, and the latter, bounding across the room for a flying
+start, dashed through the window, and disappeared without breaking the
+glass or making the slightest noise.
+
+It must have been at that time that Reginald knocked upon my door. When
+he was admitted he sat on the side of my bed, and told me all about the
+Slambangaree, the Capecodger, and the Cariftywhifty, at the same time
+saying that if he ever ate plum-pudding again he only hoped that he
+would have his nightmare while asleep, and not when lying wide awake. I
+have written his story down just as he told it to me, in the hope that
+it may be a warning to other boys to always eat just plum-pudding
+enough, and never too much, lest they meet with a midnight adventure
+similar to that of little Reginald's.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+THE RIVER.
+
+
+  Down through the fields, by the poplars and birches,
+  Into the towns past the houses and churches,
+  On through the night while the curfew is tolling
+  The river goes bubbling and foaming and rolling
+  Under the bridges and over the stones,
+  Winding through swampland that nobody owns,
+  Spraying, and splashing, and murmuring free--
+  Onward it speeds from the hills to the sea!
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: Lynch. Hoffman. Cooley. Cheek. Bell. Jenks.
+
+Whitman. Edwards. Dawson, (Capt.). Smith.
+
+Steele. Morrel.
+
+OAKLAND HIGH-SCHOOL ATHLETIC TEAM.
+
+Interscholastic Champions of the Pacific Coast.]
+
+[Illustration: Striebinger. Raby. Hord. Deming. McBride. Perkins.
+
+Shechan. Alexander (Capt.). Cross.
+
+Burke. Sullivan. Ruttle.
+
+UNIVERSITY SCHOOL (CLEVELAND, OHIO) TRACK-ATHLETIC TEAM.]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: INTERSCHOLASTIC SPORT]
+
+
+The superior value of team-work over individual brilliancy was
+effectively demonstrated at the New York State Interscholastic games at
+Tonawanda, New York, June 6. The honors of the occasion were carried off
+by the Buffalo High-School team with 38 points, Syracuse H.-S. coming
+second with 36, and Ithaca H.-S third with 27.
+
+Ithaca boasted the most brilliant performer of the day--A. B.
+Miller--who took four firsts, thereby earning twenty out of the
+twenty-seven points to Ithaca's credit. Miller is a sprinter, and a
+sprinter of the first class. He took the 100 in 10-3/5 sec., the 220 in
+25-4/5 sec., the quarter in 52-2/5 sec., and the half in 2 min. 13
+sec.--and all this in one afternoon against lively competition. The
+other seven points for Ithaca were earned by F. E. Gibbons, who threw
+the hammer 97 ft. 7 in., winning first place, and took third in the shot
+with a put of 36 ft. 7 in., and third in the broad jump with 18 ft.
+9-1/2 in.
+
+Miller and Gibbons were the stars, and no other member of the Ithaca
+team scored a single point. But these two giants, single-handed, could
+not overcome the work of the little seconds and thirds that Buffalo and
+Syracuse kept piling up against them. Buffalo took only three firsts;
+Syracuse got four; but the Buffalo team grabbed almost every second and
+third there was in sight, and thus, by general efficiency, easily
+overcame the brilliant individual work of Ithaca's two star athletes.
+Brilliant performers are much to be desired if they can be backed up by
+other athletes of average capability; but they are almost useless, so
+far as a victory is concerned, when all the work falls upon them, for
+their achievements then practically count for nothing.
+
+In many respects the performances made at the New York State meeting
+were better than those recorded at the N. Y. Interscholastics on the
+Berkeley Oval a few weeks ago, notably the high jump and the broad
+jump--although these figures do not, of course, surpass the New York
+city records. It is very probable, too, that Miller would have made
+better time in his sprints if he could have had the advantage of a
+better track and more favorable conditions. The Driving Park track at
+Tonawanda on the day of these games was very heavy, and in none of the
+running events were the records broken. In addition a strong wind blew
+across the path and interfered with the speed of the sprinters. Besides
+the unfavorable weather conditions, the meet was very badly managed;
+there were no programmes, and no apparatus for the field events; the
+jumping posts, etc, had to be obtained at the last moment, and this
+occasioned considerable delay.
+
+[Illustration: Stone. Eells. Rixon. Brown. McCormick. Parker. Cook.
+
+Stetson. Bardeen. Cheney (Capt.). Goodwin. Harper. Ellsworth.
+
+Twichall. Tiffany. Lyman. Spencer. Pendleton. Fox.
+
+THE HOTCHKISS SCHOOL TRACK-ATHLETIC TEAM.]
+
+When there were but three events left to be decided, Ithaca was ahead
+with her final score, and Buffalo and Syracuse were tied for second
+place with 26 points. The broad jump was then called, and Prinstein of
+Syracuse took first place, making the score 31 for his team, while Purdy
+of Buffalo took second, and brought the Buffalo score one ahead of
+Ithaca. The pole vault followed, and Jackson settled matters for Buffalo
+H.-S. by adding five points to the score. Purdy won the high jump at 5
+ft. 8 in., and afterwards, in trying for a record, cleared 5 ft. 10 in.
+This comes very close to Baltazzi's Interscholastic record.
+
+New York State I.S.A.A. Games, Tonawanda, New York, June 5, 1896.
+
+     Event.                       Winner.               Performance.
+  100-yard dash              Miller, Ithaca H.-S.           10-3/5 sec.
+  220-yard dash              Miller, Ithaca H.-S.           25-4/5  "
+  Quarter-mile run           Miller, Ithaca H.-S.           52-2/5  "
+  Half-mile run              Miller, Ithaca H.-S.     2 m.  13      "
+  One-mile run               Brown, Roch. H.-S.       4 "   56-3/5  "
+  120-yard hurdles           Taylor, Syr. H.-S.             19      "
+  220-yard hurdles           Taylor, Syr. H.-S.             31-4/5  "
+  One-mile walk              ----------
+  One-mile bicycle           Miller, Buff. H.-S.      3 "   15-1/5  "
+  Running high jump          Purdy, Buff. H.-S.       5 ft.  8     in.
+  Running broad jump         Prinstein, Syr. H.-S.   20  "   9-1/2  "
+  Pole vault                 Jackson, Buff. H.-S.     9  "  10      "
+  Throwing 16-lb. hammer     Gibbons, Ithaca H.-S.   97  "   7      "
+  Throwing 12-lb. hammer     ----------
+  Putting 16-lb. shot        Hall, Syr. H.-S.        37  "   9      "
+  Putting 12-lb. shot        ----------
+
+Wisconsin I.S.A.A. Games, Madison, Wisconsin, May 30, 1896.
+
+  Event.                     Winner.                    Performance.
+  100-yard dash              McGowan, Eau Claire.           11     sec.
+  220-yard dash              McGowan, Eau Claire.           23-1/4  "
+  Quarter-mile run           Athearn, Oshkosh.              57-1/2  "
+  Half-mile run              Disch, Mil. S.S.         2 m.  21      "
+  One-mile run               Dodman, Mil. E.S.        5 "    3      "
+  120-yard hurdles           Lyle, Madison.                 20      "
+  220-yard hurdles           Lyle, Madison.                 29      "
+  One-mile walk              Shepherd, Madison.       8 "   26      "
+  One-mile bicycle           Comstock, Oshkosh.       3 "   30      "
+  Running high jump          Gill, Whitewater.        5 ft.  4     in.
+  Running broad jump         Schroeder, Mauston.     18  "  10      "
+  Pole vault                 Ward, Oshkosh.           9  "   3-1/2  "
+  Throwing 16-lb. hammer     ----------
+  Throwing 12-lb. hammer     Smith, Evansville.     101  "  10      "
+  Putting 16-lb. shot        ----------
+  Putting 12-lb. shot        Patterson, Evansville.  42  "   5-1/2  "
+
+Pittsburg I.S.A.A. Games, Pittsburg, Pennsylvania, June 5, 1896.
+
+  Event.                     Winner.            Performance.
+  100-yard dash              Jarvis, E.L.A.            11     sec.
+  220-yard dash              Jarvis, E.L.A.            24-3/5  "
+  Quarter-mile run           Jarvis, E.L.A.            53-1/5  "
+  Half-mile run              Bell, S.S.A.        2 m.  11-2/5  "
+  One-mile run               Bell, S.S.A.        5 "   15      "
+  120-yard hurdles           ----------
+  220-yard hurdles           Jarvis, E.L.A.            34      "
+  One-mile walk              ----------
+  One-mile bicycle           Heinz, S.S.A.       3 "   55      "
+  Running high jump          Kallock, P.H.S.     5 ft.  3     in.
+  Running broad jump         Baird, E.L.A.      19  "   4      "
+  Pole vault                 Baird, E.L.A.       8  "  10      "
+  Throwing 16-lb. hammer     Bell, S.S.A.       74  "   4      "
+  Throwing 12-lb. hammer     ----------
+  Putting 16-lb. shot        Bell, S.S.A.       33  "   2      "
+  Putting 12-lb. shot        ----------
+
+     ABBREVIATIONS.--Roch. H.-S., Rochester (New York) High-School; Syr.
+     H.S., Syracuse (New York) High-School; Buff. H.-S., Buffalo (New
+     York) High-School; Mil. S.S., Milwaukee South Side High-School;
+     Mil. E.S., Milwaukee East Side High-School; E.L.A., East Liberty
+     Academy, Pittsburg, Pennsylvania; S.S.A., Shady Side Academy,
+     Pittsburg, Pennsylvania; P.H.S., Pittsburg High-School.
+
+The Wisconsin School held their athletic meet at Madison, Wisconsin, on
+May 30, and although the performances as a whole were below the average
+of the records attained on the Atlantic and Pacific coasts, they will
+stand comparison with almost any school figures in the middle West.
+Nineteen schools sent teams to the meeting, and the points were
+distributed as follows: Milwaukee East Side, 28; Milwaukee South Side,
+19; Madison, 17; Eau Claire, 14; Oshkosh, 10; Janesville, 4; Fond du
+Lac, 1; Whitewater, 7; Evansville, 14; Ripon, 5; Mauston, 7; Edgerton,
+3; Wayland Academy, 4; Darlington, Dodgeville, Milwaukee West Side, Lake
+Mills, and Beloit failed to score any points. In addition to the events
+shown in the accompanying table, there was a relay race, which was won
+by the Milwaukee East Side High-School. For some unexplained reason no
+points were allowed to the winner of the one-mile bicycle-race, which
+was apparently thrown in as a sort of extra event.
+
+The Pittsburg Interscholastic Association held its second annual field
+meeting on June 5, the victory going to East Liberty Academy with 23
+points out of 64. Pittsburg H.-S. was a close second with 20 points, and
+Shady Side Academy ran third with 17 points. The other schools followed
+far in the rear, Park Institute getting only 3, and Allegheny High 1
+point. Jarvis of East Liberty Academy stood head and shoulders above any
+other contestant in the quality of his performances, and won four
+firsts. He took the 100, the 220, and the quarter, and also finished
+first in the low hurdles. He could not have been very hard pressed,
+however, for the time was very slow.
+
+In addition to the one-mile bicycle-race, which was a loaf for
+three-quarters, there were three other bicycle events. These are not
+shown on the accompanying table, because it has seemed more advisable,
+for the purpose of comparison of performances, to record there only the
+standard events. The quarter-mile bicycle-race was taken by McCready of
+Pittsburg H.-S. in 35 sec.; he had no easy time of it, however, for
+Heinz, S.S.A., who took the mile event, pressed him so closely that
+there were but a few inches between the two as they reached the tape.
+The two-mile bicycle-race was another uninteresting loaf, the
+contestants crawling around the track for five laps. A pace-maker was
+then put in and a spurt followed. Orr, P.H.S., won in 8 min. 3/5 sec.,
+with McCready, his schoolmate, second. When it came to the half-mile
+race, the officials decided to put in a tandem pace-maker in order to
+prevent a third loaf, and a good race resulted. Orr again took first,
+time, 1 min. 9-2/5 sec., with McCready second.
+
+The list of events at the games this year was changed considerably from
+last spring's schedule, but the house-cleaning did not go quite far
+enough, for the hop-step-and-jump still remains on the card. Let us hope
+it will be lost in the shuffle next year. Twelve of this season's events
+were the same as those of a year ago, and eight of the 1895 records were
+broken. It is probable that if Jarvis had been pushed he could have
+lowered the figures in the 100 and the 220; as it was, he established a
+record in the 440--53-1/5 sec.--which is better than the Pittsburg
+collegiate performance done by Miller and Edwards at the recent local
+meeting--54-3/5. Jarvis expects to enter Princeton next year, and will
+be a valuable acquisition to the New Jersey college's track team, which
+has never yet been a strong one. Bell, the long-distance runner and
+weight man, who won four firsts at these games, and Heinz, the
+bicycle-rider, both go to Yale.
+
+The Oakland High-School athletes have every reason to feel proud of the
+record they have made on track and field this year. The track team won
+both the autumn and the spring field days of the Academic Athletic
+League, and took eight points in the recent Pacific Coast Championships.
+They have showed themselves to be so strong an aggregation that they can
+only secure meetings with university teams. A set of dual games had been
+arranged between the O.H.-S. and the Berkeley High-School, but this fell
+through after Berkeley had been defeated by the Oakland athletes at the
+recent A.A.L. field meeting. Challenges have been sent to many
+high-schools and athletic clubs, but none of these have felt that they
+were strong enough to stand any chance for success against the
+Oaklanders, and all have adopted discretion as the better part of their
+valor.
+
+This year's High-School team, however, is much stronger than any this
+school has ever turned out before, and it will probably be some time
+before any such a collection of athletes will be gathered again under
+the O.H.-S. colors. Three of the best men, Cheek, Jenks, and Dawson, go
+to college in the fall, and they will add materially to the strength of
+the University of California team. These three scored 24 out of the 42
+points which O.H.-S. secured at the last field day. Cheek is by far the
+most versatile of the trio, and will undoubtedly be heard from in the
+near future. At present he holds four of his school's records--the
+running broad jump, 22 ft.; the running high jump, 5 ft. 8 in.; the
+16-lb. shot, 41 ft. 8-1/2 in.; and the pole vault, 10 ft. 5-1/2 in. In
+addition to these events, he is a strong performer over the hurdles, and
+throws the hammer beyond the hundred-foot mark.
+
+Jenks is Oakland's sprinter, and holds the school record in both the
+dashes. His figures are 10-4/5 sec. for the 100, and 24-3/5 sec. in the
+220. He is a good quarter-miler besides, his best performance in that
+line being the winning of the handicap a year ago last April from the
+20-yard mark in 52-3/5 sec., coming in ahead of some of the best
+quarter-milers on the Pacific coast. Dawson's specialty is hurdling. He
+holds the school record of 29 sec. for the low hurdles, and his best
+time for the high is 17-4/5 sec. He would doubtless have improved these
+figures this spring if he had not had the responsibility of captaining
+the team. It is much to be regretted that such scholastic athletic
+talent as this could not be present at the National games last Saturday;
+if they had, the results in many of the events would doubtless have been
+different; for I feel confident that with better tracks and a more eager
+competition they would be able to improve on their home figures.
+
+In baseball the Oaklanders have as good a record as in track athletics.
+Their nine this year won every game played, and the contests were not
+only with academic teams, but also with some of the strongest nines in
+that section. Two years ago the O.H.-S. had the reputation of possessing
+the best team of amateur baseball-players on the Pacific coast. So great
+is the interest in athletics there that the Grammar and Primary schools
+of Oakland got up a field day on May 23. There was a great deal of
+enthusiasm displayed by the colts, and their best performances were in
+the high jump, 5 ft. 3 in.; and the quarter-mile run, 59 sec. The
+season, however, is now pretty well closed, and not until next fall will
+there be any great activity in any kind of sport among the schools of
+California.
+
+The activity in sport of the Californiana has acted as an incentive to
+many schools in the middle West. I know this to be true from
+correspondence I have had with many captains of teams in that section of
+the country. Foremost among those who have been drawn into emulation of
+the Oaklanders are the athletes of the University School of Cleveland,
+Ohio. Comparatively little had been done in athletics there until about
+a year ago, but since that time a great improvement has been noticeable,
+and at the University School's field day a week or so ago some very good
+figures were made. Alexander threw the hammer 123 ft. 6 in.; Hord
+vaulted 9 ft. 9-1/2 in.; McBride jumped 5 ft. 5-1/2 in.; and Alexander
+put the shot 36 ft. 6 in. It will not be long before the records in the
+middle West will equal those of any of the scholastic associations of
+the country.
+
+Iowa H.-S.A.A. Games, Cedar Rapids, May 22, 1896.
+
+     Event.                      Winner.               Performance.
+  100-yard dash             Jackson, Cedar Rapids.           10-3/5 sec.
+  220-yard dash             Jackson, Cedar Rapids.           23      "
+  Quarter-mile run          Carmichael, Clinton.             51-1/5  "
+  Half-mile run             Brown, Sioux City.         2 m.   6      "
+  One-mile run              Brown, Sioux City.         5 "    8-3/5  "
+  120-yard hurdles          Horton, Muscatine.         No time taken.
+  220-yard hurdles          Conger, Clinton.                 29-1/5  "
+  One-mile walk             Davis, Clinton.            8 "    6-3/5  "
+  Running high jump         Flournoy, Clinton.         5 ft.  8     in.
+  Running broad jump        Jackson, Cedar Rapids.    20  "     1/4  "
+  Pole vault                Walsh, Clinton.            9  "   2      "
+  Throwing 16-lb. hammer    Leo, Cedar Rapids.        89  "   5      "
+  Putting 16-lb. shot       Hartung, Des Moines.      32  "  11-3/4  "
+  Two-mile bicycle          Cherry, Cedar Rapids.      5 m.  59     sec.
+  Half-mile bicycle         Cherry, Cedar Rapids.      1 "   14-2/5  "
+
+When the Iowa State H.-S.A.A. held its first field meeting last year
+this Department criticised the schedule of events, which contained a
+number of acrobatic feats not usually recognized as track or field
+events. It is with great pleasure, therefore, that I notice a change
+this year. The Iowans are certainly a progressive set of athletes, as
+has certainly been proved by their sending a team to the National games
+of last Saturday.
+
+Clinton High-School is the leading institution in athletics there at
+present. Clinton won the championship among the Iowa schools, and also,
+in a dual meet, defeated Rockford H.-S., whose team won the Illinois
+championship.
+
+The Clinton High-School team also challenged the Milwaukee team, but
+their invitation for a dual contest was not accepted. The Iowa
+Association is the only one, I believe, of the Western interscholastic
+leagues that has joined the National I.S.A.A., and for this they deserve
+great credit. Their action and enterprise will no doubt be of the
+greatest benefit to sport in that region, and will serve to place the
+Iowa schools in the front rank of scholastic athletics.
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+Continuing the journey from Hartford to Pittsfield, leave Canaan by
+turning to the right just before reaching the railroad, and follow the
+railroad itself a little over five miles north to Sheffield. There is a
+good deal of sandy riding to Sheffield, and at Sheffield the Berkshire
+country begins, where you are sure to find good roads; the road is no
+longer sandy, but is gravel, well laid, and kept in good condition. From
+Sheffield, running along on the western bank of the Housatonic River
+close by the Housatonic Railroad, the road is direct into Great
+Barrington, it being only necessary for the rider to remember that he
+must keep to the right just out of Sheffield Plain, and instead of
+crossing the track keep between the track and the river. Still following
+the railroad, run out of Great Barrington on the north, cross the
+railroad, keeping to the left, and then to the right at Mansfield Pond,
+and run direct to Williamsville through Van Deusenville by the road
+already described in a recent number; but instead of entering
+Williamsville, turn to the right just before the town is reached, cross
+the Housatonic Railroad at Housatonic, and follow the branch road,
+keeping near the track all the way to Glendale; thence going north, run
+direct to Curtisville, through Stockbridge, leaving Stockbridge Bowl on
+the right. After passing through Curtisville run direct by West Street
+into Lenox. There are other roads, but this particular one is at present
+in the best condition.
+
+Leaving Lenox by Main Street, the road is direct to Pittsfield, it being
+possible for the rider either to turn to the right at the fork, about
+three or four miles out from Lenox into what is called the Middle Road,
+or to keep straight on what is called the South Road. Either way brings
+you into Pittsfield itself, and the rider will here reach the point
+where, by reversing the map given in No. 866 of HARPER'S ROUND TABLE, he
+may proceed to Hudson, on the Hudson River, and thence run down the
+Hudson to New York. By following the descriptions already given, it will
+be seen that the rider joined the route from Hudson to Pittsfield at
+Great Barrington; but unless he is making a regular circuit and his time
+is limited, he is strongly advised to run on up through Stockbridge and
+Lenox to Pittsfield, and to reverse the journey in coming back to
+Hudson, as, if he turns westward at Great Barrington and runs to Hudson
+direct, he will miss one of the most delightful roads in Massachusetts.
+Or he may turn eastward from Pittsfield, and proceed towards the middle
+of Massachusetts by routes which we hope to give in the near future.
+
+This country is so well adapted in every way, except the one of hills,
+for bicycling that in reality almost any route is a good one, and any
+wheelman who is out for pleasure, and is not limited absolutely as to
+time, will do well to study the country as he goes along, to make
+inquiries, and to pick out short or long runs for himself.
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+     NOTE.--Map of New York city asphalted streets in No. 809. Map of
+     route from New York to Tarrytown in No. 810. New York to Stamford,
+     Connecticut, in No. 811. New York to Staten Island in No. 812. New
+     Jersey from Hoboken to Pine Brook in No. 813. Brooklyn in No. 814.
+     Brooklyn to Babylon in No. 815. Brooklyn to Northport in No. 816.
+     Tarrytown to Poughkeepsie in No. 817. Poughkeepsie to Hudson in No.
+     818. Hudson to Albany in No. 819. Tottenville to Trenton in No.
+     820. Trenton to Philadelphia in No. 821. Philadelphia in No. 822.
+     Philadelphia-Wissahicken Route in No. 823. Philadelphia to West
+     Chester in No. 824. Philadelphia to Atlantic City--First Stage in
+     No. 825; Second Stage in No. 826. Philadelphia to Vineland--First
+     Stage in No. 827; Second Stage in No. 828. Now York to
+     Boston--Second Stage in No. 829; Third Stage in No. 830; Fourth
+     Stage in No. 831; Fifth Stage in No. 832; Sixth Stage in No. 833.
+     Boston to Concord in No. 834. Boston in No. 835. Boston to
+     Gloucester in No. 836. Boston to Newburyport in No. 837. Boston to
+     New Bedford in No. 838. Boston to South Framingham in No. 839.
+     Boston to Nahant in No. 840. Boston to Lowell in No. 841. Boston to
+     Nantasket Beach in No. 842. Boston Circuit Ride in No. 843.
+     Philadelphia to Washington--First Stage in No. 844; Second Stage in
+     No. 845; Third Stage in No. 846; Fourth Stage in No. 847; Fifth
+     Stage in No. 848. City of Washington in No. 849. City of Albany in
+     No. 854; Albany to Fonda in No. 855; Fonda to Utica in No. 856;
+     Utica to Syracuse in No. 857; Syracuse to Lyons in No. 858; Lyons
+     to Rochester in No. 859; Rochester to Batavia in No. 860; Batavia
+     to Buffalo in No. 861; Poughkeepsie to Newtown in No. 864; Newtown
+     to Hartford in No. 865; New Haven to Hartford in No. 866; Hartford
+     to Springfield in No. 867; Hartford to Canaan in No. 868.
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+     This Department is conducted in the interest of Girls and Young
+     Women, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any questions on
+     the subject so far as possible. Correspondents should address
+     Editor.
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+
+If you wish to form an association of the graduates of your school, do
+not hesitate to do so because you are few in number, or because the
+school is not very well known. Some of the best work is done in obscure
+schools, and our love for our own girls and our own teachers has nothing
+whatever to do with the fame of the institution.
+
+In beginning send word to all the girls who have ever been graduated
+from your school to attend, if they can, the Commencement exercises of
+this season. It will be easy when all are together to plan for future
+reunions. These may be held monthly, quarterly, or annually. If you form
+an Alumnæ Association, you will require a president, a secretary and
+treasurer, and an executive committee to carry forward the work which I
+hope you will have in mind, as well as to do your planning for pleasure.
+
+This work may lie in any one of several directions. You may like, if you
+are rich, or have many well-to-do friends, to endow a chair of history
+or poetry in your school, or to found a scholarship, on which some
+fortunate girl, not able to pay for her own tuition, may always be
+educated. If you cannot raise much money, you may still be able each
+year to do something for your school--add books to its library, or a
+beautiful picture to its drawing-room, or in some way show your
+attachment to the dear old school.
+
+On the other hand, if you haven't any definite work which you wish to
+do, you will keep up the school friendships and the pleasant
+recollections, which will day by day and year by year grow more
+precious, by the simple plan of meeting from time to time. Perhaps you
+will have a luncheon when you meet, and in order to provide funds for
+this you may each contribute a dollar or two dollars, as may be, and let
+one or two of your number act as a committee to provide the feast. At
+this the president will preside. You will place the guest of honor at
+her right, and the next in importance at her left. A card with each
+girl's name will be at every plate, and the table will be adorned with
+flowers. If as a school you have a special color, or a special flower,
+you will choose your decorations with that in view.
+
+A good _menu_ at this season would be the following:
+
+Small Clams on the half-shell.
+
+Chicken Bouillon (served in cups).
+
+Minced Salmon.
+
+Chops with Pease and Potatoes Parisienne.
+
+Olives. Salted Almonds. Radishes.
+
+Lettuce or Asparagus Salad.
+
+Crackers. Guava Jelly. Cream Cheese.
+
+Strawberries and Ice-Cream.
+
+Small Cakes. Bonbons. Peppermint Creams.
+
+Coffee.
+
+You may vary the bill of fare in any manner you choose. It may be very
+simple or very elaborate, but let everything be nicely cooked and very
+daintily served.
+
+After the luncheon you will of course have speeches. The president opens
+the ball, having first rapped for order. She introduces the speakers of
+the occasion, who have been consulted beforehand, and who have had
+subjects assigned to them. There will be a great deal of fun, and many
+ripples of laughter, and at the very end you should sing the class song
+to some familiar air. I ought to have said that I like at the beginning
+of such a luncheon some acknowledgment of our Heavenly Father's
+goodness. The president may recite grace. "Bless, O Lord, this
+refreshment to our use, and us to Thy service," is a very beautiful and
+appropriate form; or, rising, the whole number may say grace in common,
+or may sing "Praise God, from Whom all blessings flow."
+
+No end of pleasure and a good deal of profit will follow your forming
+such an association. Many schools and colleges now find it one of the
+most delightful incidents of their lives.
+
+     C. F. R.--In addressing older people or friends of one's own age it
+     is customary to say "Yes, father," or "Yes, Miss Isabel," as the
+     case may be. "Yes, sir," and "Yes, ma'am," are now out of fashion.
+     To your second question, it depends on circumstances. I see no
+     reason why boys and girls should not be comrades, without any silly
+     sentiment to spoil their pleasure. Black specks and other
+     disfigurements of the skin may be cured by rigid cleanliness. Wash
+     the face every night with hot water and a pure toilet soap.
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+     I get up I do the double bend fifty times; that is, I touch my feet
+     with my clinched fists without bending the knee. If you have not
+     tried it, do so; you'll find out how easy it is. Then I take a
+     cane, grasp it firmly, and swing it over my head twenty-five times
+     to my back without bending the elbows or arms at all. Next I take
+     my dumb-bells and go through the exercises with them, first down
+     sideways, front, above head, and then swing them back until they
+     touch in back. This I keep up until about ten minutes have elapsed.
+     After breakfast, if favorable, I take a brisk walk for about half
+     an hour, and feel very much refreshed. Shortly after luncheon I
+     exercise on an exerciser, and that completes my athletic training
+     for the day. I have done this for about six months, and have missed
+     about twenty days in doing so. It is getting very tiresome, but I
+     am "sticking" to it. I would like to hear of other Knights and
+     Ladies who conduct such in-door exercise.
+
+  C. ARNOLD KRUCKMAN.
+  ST. LOUIS.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Music as a Bond of Union.
+
+Our familiar tune "America," for which the late Dr. Smith wrote the
+patriotic words, is a very old one, and is the national air of Great
+Britain and of Germany, as well as of the United States--if we may be
+said to have any one national tune. Some time since the King of Italy
+and the Emperor of Germany met in an Italian city. The Emperor of
+Germany is, you know, a grandson of Queen Victoria of England. The
+Italian band, out of compliment to the visiting sovereign, played the
+German national air. An English woman in the crowd, ignorant of the fact
+that her "God save the Queen," like our "God bless our native land," is
+not exclusive property, but borrowed, remarked, with characteristic
+English assurance, "How sweet of them at such a time to remember Emperor
+William's grandmother!"
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+This Busy World Forgets Us Easily.
+
+Fame is not a very tangible thing. United States Senator Aldrich of
+Rhode Island, has represented his State for many years, and was very
+prominent in the framing of the tariff bill which is called after the
+name of Governor McKinley. The Senator tells the following incident,
+adding that he has never had a conceited moment since it occurred:
+
+"Not long since I was journeying from Providence to New York, when a
+business man of my own State, a man of prominence and wealth, and an old
+friend of mine, fell in with me, and at once said:
+
+"'Good-morning, Senator. Where are you going?'
+
+"'Oh, I am going to Washington,' said I.
+
+"'What are you going there for?'
+
+"'To attend to my public duties.'
+
+"'Why, what duties--what duties do you have in Washington?'
+
+"Blushing, I replied that I was still a United States Senator.
+
+"'Oh yes,' said the business man of prominence, wealth, and standing;
+'you were elected to the Senate, weren't you?' After a pause:
+'By-the-way, who is the other Senator from Rhode Island?'"
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+A Spirited Contest.
+
+     On Friday evening, May 15, the Second Annual Oratorical Contest of
+     the high-schools of Chicago took place in Central Music Hall. The
+     prizes offered were large; to the first three, gold medals valued
+     at $25 each were given, in addition to a cash prize of $100 to the
+     first, $75 to the second, and $50 to the third. These gifts were
+     made possible through the kindness of Messrs. Alfred S. Trude,
+     Franklin H. Head, and Charles S. Thornton.
+
+     There were two sets of markings--one set, on thought and
+     composition, the judges being Henry B. Fuller, John Vance Cheney,
+     and Franklin MacVeagh; the other set, on delivery, the judges being
+     Luther Laflin Mills, Henry Wade Rodgers, and Judge John Barton
+     Payne.
+
+     Mr. Bertram G. Nelson, of the Englewood High-School, spoke on the
+     "Problem of History," and obtained first prize. Mr. Harrison S.
+     Smalley, of the North Division High-School, spoke on the subject,
+     "Are We Free?" and received second prize. Miss Nellie M. McPherson,
+     of South Division High-School, spoke on "War," and earned third
+     prize. Altogether there were eight contestants.
+
+     The system of marking was the average system, in which the marks
+     are averaged up, and the highest average gets first place. Mr.
+     Smalley received, out of a possible six firsts, five firsts, but
+     because Mr. MacVeagh, "the Scholar in Politics," marked him down,
+     he was deprived of a victory, which under any other system of
+     marking would rightly have been given to him.
+
+  ALBERT V. DE ROODE, K.R.T.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Here You Get Whatever You Want.
+
+     The Washington Chapter, No. 176, has organized an educational
+     department, to which members may send their questions and have them
+     answered on the following subjects, viz., arithmetic, grammar,
+     United States history, physiology, advanced English, algebra,
+     Latin, Roman history, book-keeping, zoology, etc. Test papers are
+     issued every three months on the above subjects.
+
+  GEORGE P. PAUL,
+  824 RIVER STREET, TROY, N. Y.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: THE CAMERA CLUB]
+
+     Any questions in regard to photograph matters will be willingly
+     answered by the Editor of this column, and we should be glad to
+     hear from any of our club who can make helpful suggestions.
+
+WHATMAN'S PAPER FOR PRINTING.
+
+
+Whatman's drawing or water-color paper is a very pure paper, and may be
+sensitized and used for photographic prints. The process is quite
+simple. Dissolve 75 grains of chloride of ammonium in 1 quart of water,
+filter through cotton or filtering-paper, and soak the paper in this
+solution for three minutes, or until it is thoroughly saturated; then
+lay it on a clean flat surface to dry, using care in handling so as to
+avoid stretching or tearing. This process is called "salting the paper."
+The sensitizing solution is prepared as follows: Dissolve 3/4 oz. of
+nitrate of silver in 8 oz. of water. Take two-thirds of this solution,
+and precipitate the silver by adding strong ammonia water drop by drop.
+This will cause the solution to turn brown. Continue adding the ammonia
+till this brown precipitate is dissolved and the solution becomes clear
+again. As soon as it clears, turn in the rest of the silver solution
+which contains no ammonia. The mixture will again become discolored, and
+must be cleared by adding a few drops of acetic acid. Filter and place
+in a glass-stoppered bottle.
+
+Fasten a sheet of the salted paper to a flat board, and with a soft wide
+brush apply the solution, brushing first one way of the paper and then
+the other. Brush very lightly so as not to roughen the paper. The
+solution must be applied by gas or lamp light, and the paper dried in
+the dark. When dry it is ready for printing. The prints should be deeper
+than those made on aristo-paper. Tone in any good combined bath. The
+following formula may be used; and is also suitable for any mat-surface
+paper: Dissolve 1 oz. of hypo in 6 oz. of water, and filter. Dissolve
+7-1/2 grains of pure trichloride of gold in 1 oz. of water. Add this
+gold solution drop by drop to the hypo solution, shaking the mixture
+frequently during the operation. This is a stock solution. To prepare
+the toning bath take 1-1/2 oz. of this stock solution and mix it with
+7-1/2 oz. of a ten-per-cent. solution of hypo. (A ten-per-cent. solution
+is made by dissolving 1 oz. of hypo in 9 oz. of water.)
+
+Place the prints in this bath without previous washing, and tone to the
+desired color. Almost any tone from reddish-brown to black may be
+obtained, the tone depending on the length of the time the print is left
+in the toning bath. Wash well and pin on a flat board, and set the board
+in an upright position till the prints are dry. The paper is of
+sufficient weight not to require mounting, and the paper should be cut
+large enough to leave a wide margin all round the print. For a 4 by 5
+picture cut the paper 8 by 10 inches. In printing, the paper--except
+where the picture is to appear--should be covered. Take a piece of
+opaque paper the size of the sensitized sheet, and cut an opening in the
+centre a little smaller than the negative from which the print is to be
+made, and print the picture through this opening.
+
+Another way to shield the paper from the light is to cut a square of
+paper the size desired for the finished print. Paste this lightly in the
+centre of a sheet of plain glass, and paint all the clear glass with
+Strauss's marl or Gihon's opaque. When the paste is dry remove the
+paper, and print through the clear glass in the centre.
+
+Pictures made on Whatman's paper are not common, as few amateurs know
+how to make them, but the process is very easy. The paper can be
+sensitized with any of the solutions used for making tinted prints,
+directions for which have recently been given. A collection of fine
+prints made on Whatman's paper, using papers of different tints, is
+always much admired, and well repays one for the extra labor required to
+prepare the paper.
+
+     SIR KNIGHT ARTHUR F. ATKINSON, 1711 I Street, Sacramento, Cal., who
+     is president of the Niepce Chapter of the Round Table, a chapter
+     devoted to the interests of amateur photographers, has sent out
+     circulars to all the members asking their co-operation in
+     reorganizing the chapter. This chapter has been very active, and
+     has been a great help to its members. It should not be allowed to
+     disband, and the charter members will gladly welcome any members of
+     the Camera Club to its membership who will help to sustain the
+     chapter. Send names and addresses to the president. The editor of
+     this column is an associate member of the Niepce chapter, and hopes
+     to see it as large and flourishing as formerly.
+
+     SIR KNIGHT HOWARD WHIPPLE, N.D., asks for a formula for making a
+     toning-bath out of dentists' scrap-gold. Sir Howard will find his
+     answer in No. 868 of the ROUND TABLE.
+
+     SIR KNIGHT RICHARD P. M'COUN asks how to prepare paper for
+     printing, and if the soda developer can be used over after the pyro
+     has been added. Directions for preparing sensitive paper are given
+     in this number. The developer should be thrown away after using,
+     unless one is going to develop in a day or two. The developer works
+     very slowly after having been once used, though it is useful in
+     starting development when the exposure is over-timed.
+
+     SIR KNIGHT BURT TUCK asks if there is any remedy for over-exposed
+     negatives. See No. 821 of the ROUND TABLE for treatment of
+     over-exposed plates.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: STAMPS]
+
+     This Department is conducted in the interest of stamp and coin
+     collectors, and the Editor will be pleased to answer any question
+     on these subjects so far as possible. Correspondents should address
+     Editor Stamp Department.
+
+
+A bill was introduced late in the session of the Congress which has just
+adjourned proposing to allow business-men to send out circulars or
+letters, with return envelopes, on which prepayment shall not be
+compulsory, but may be collected of the firm sending them out when
+returned to them. It is claimed that the postal revenues would be
+increased $30,000,000 per year. Probably the bill will be heard from
+next winter. Senator Cullom proposed that the printing of the
+postage-stamps be transferred to one of the bank-note companies. This
+would be a move in the right direction, as the government manufacture of
+the present issue has not been a success.
+
+     O. H. SCHELL.--The ordinary English stamps were printed in sheets
+     of 240. Each, stamp was different as far as the letters were
+     concerned. The first stamp on the sheet bore A. B. in the upper
+     corners, B. A. in the lower corners. The second stamp, A. C. in the
+     upper, C. A. in the lower corners, etc. The second row bore B. A.
+     in the upper, A. B. in the lower corners, etc.
+
+     H. D. GRAHAM.--The line under the word "Postage" in the Hartford
+     die of the centennial envelope is single. In the Philadelphia die
+     it is double. All revenue stamps and stamped papers are collected
+     by philatelists who make a specialty of this branch. U. S. Locals
+     and Telegraphs are largely collected. I never saw a Postage Due
+     U.S. in blue. I presume you have an essay of proof color. Did you
+     take it off of a letter?
+
+     W. T. FENNER.--The comparative worth of cancelled and uncancelled
+     stamps varies, but as a rule the unused stamps are worth much more.
+     In some instances, however, where large quantities were printed and
+     only a few used, the proportion is the other way. A set of Postage
+     Due U.S. of the current issue is worth face value only.
+
+     F. A. R.--The 3c. blue U. S. is 1869 issue, worth 1c. used, 15c.
+     unused. The green centennial envelope is worth 25c.
+
+     R. BREHMER, 15 High Street, Rutland, Vt., wishes to exchange
+     stamps, especially with foreign collectors.
+
+     E. R. BEERE.--A Mexican dollar has more silver than an American
+     dollar, but is worth only half as much. The 1806 half-cent is worth
+     15c.
+
+     E. W. KEIFER.--The 1895 U.S. silver dollar is worth face only. The
+     usual custom among numismatists is to obtain the fresh coins
+     directly from the mint through a Philadelphia agent.
+
+     E. HALL.--Never cut a pair or a strip of unperforated stamps. They
+     are worth more together than singly.
+
+     TOM C.--All the low values U.S. issued during the last ten or
+     twelve years can be bought of any dealer at twice face value, with
+     the exception of a few rare shades. The dealers at present have a
+     full supply, and many smaller post-offices still have quantities on
+     hand. Probably in ten years or so dealers will have sold the bulk
+     of these common stamps (at constantly increasing prices), and will
+     then be glad to buy the same stamps back at much more than they
+     sold them for. Age has nothing to do with value. You can buy Roman
+     copper coins nearly two thousand years old at 10c. or 15c. each.
+
+     H. M. KAISINGER.--This Stamp Department has been a feature of
+     HARPER'S ROUND TABLE since December 19, 1893.
+
+     J. P. JOHNSON.--The 1804 cent is worth $4; the 1804 half-cent is
+     worth 15c.
+
+     S. MULHALL.--Your stamp is an India Revenue, not collected in this
+     country. The only exceptions are those revenue stamps surcharged
+     "Service Postage," and used for postage in 1867. The surcharge is
+     in green ink. The values of the four varieties are, 1/2 anna, $3; 2
+     annas, $12; 4 annas, $25; 8 annas, $75.
+
+     J. O. HALL.--The 6 kr. Würtemberg 1858 issue, unused, is worth
+     $300; used, 40c. The 1859 one is 9 kr.--used, 10c.; unused, $100.
+
+     W. W. JONES.--The philatelic button can be bought of C. W.
+     Kissenger, Box 236, Reading, Pa.
+
+     S. MANNING.--French colonial stamps bear the name of the colony in
+     which they are used. Among the colonies are several in Africa and
+     Madagascar. Why so many varieties are made it is impossible to say,
+     but probably the profit in selling to collectors was taken into
+     account by the French government. Oesterreich is Austria.
+
+  PHILATUS.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: Ivory Soap]
+
+    A garb of white well typifies
+  The purity that inward lies.
+    So Ivory's whiteness doth express
+  That pure clean soap brings cleanliness.
+
+Copyrighted, 1896, by The Proctor & Gamble Co., Cin'ti.
+
+
+
+
+You get what
+
+you ask for
+
+if on the face and back of each card of the famous DeLONG Hooks and Eyes
+you find the words:
+
+[Illustration]
+
+_See that_
+
+hump?
+
+RICHARDSON & DELONG BROS., Philadelphia.
+
+Also makers of the CUPID Hair-Pin.
+
+
+
+
+When you come in hot and thirsty,--HIRES Root-beer.
+
+Made only by The Charles E. Hires Co., Philadelphia.
+
+A 25c. package makes 5 gallons. Sold everywhere.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: THOMPSON'S EYE WATER]
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+EARN A GOLD WATCH!
+
+We wish to introduce our =Teas and Baking Powder=. Sell 50 lbs. to earn at
+=Waltham Gold Watch and Chain=; 25 lbs. for a =Silver Watch and Chain=; 10
+lbs. for a =Gold Ring=; 50 lbs. for a =Decorated Dinner Set=; 75 lbs. for
+a =Bicycle=. Write for a Catalog and Order Blank to Dept. I
+
+W. G. BAKER,
+
+Springfield Mass.
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+BALTIMOREAN PRINTING-PRESS
+
+has earned more money for boys than all other presses in the market.
+Boys, don't idle away your time when you can buy a self-inking
+printing-press, type, and complete outfit for $5.00. Write for
+particulars, there is money in it for you.
+
+THE J. F. W. DORMAN CO.,
+
+Baltimore, Md., U.S.A.
+
+
+
+
+THE NEW YORK SUN _on April 11, 1896, said of_
+
+HARPER'S
+
+PERIODICALS
+
+They are handsome and delightful all, and are as friends that one is
+glad to see. They please the eye; the artistic sense is gratified by
+them; they overflow with varied material for the reader. They educate
+and entertain. They are the well-known and well-liked literary and
+artistic chronicles of the time. They are a credit to their publishers
+and to the discernment of the public that approves them. May they
+continue to be as admirable as they have been and as they are. Better
+could hardly be wished for them.
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+FOR SALE EVERYWHERE.
+
+
+
+
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+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
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+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+Published by HARPER & BROTHERS, New York
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration]
+
+AT FROGINI'S RESTAURANT.
+
+
+        Oh, how we gloat
+        On our table d'hôte
+  At old Frogini's restaurant!
+        He gives us pies.
+        And pickled flies,
+  And everything else we chance to want.
+
+        He gives us fruits,
+        And candied boots,
+  And Saratoga chips frappé,
+        And cider green,
+        And iced benzine,
+  And never asks a cent of pay.
+
+        There's but one thing
+        In all the ring
+  You can't get at this fine hotel;
+        All kinds or eggs,
+        But not frogs' legs--
+  A fact you'd better note right well.
+
+  For if you asked Frogini for
+  Frogs' legs, he'd take you to the door,
+  And spite of all your fuss and roar,
+  He'd hurl you like a pile of bricks,
+  With many hard and fearful kicks,
+  Into the street, and cry, "My dear,
+  That's how we serve up frogs' legs here."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+A FEW FOURTH OF JULY HINTS.
+
+I.--When the Fourth of July is not more than a week or two off, it is
+well to make your preparations fittingly to celebrate the glorious
+Independence day, and not wait until the day itself to get ready.
+
+II.--To enjoy thoroughly all the pleasures of the blissful anniversary,
+purchase a pair of tight-fitting asbestos gloves. With a pair of
+asbestos gloves on, you could hold the pin of a pin-wheel in your hand
+without getting your hand burned.
+
+III.--Be very kind in these late June days to your uncles and your aunts
+and your grandmothers. When the writer was a small boy he was very kind
+to seven uncles, six aunts, and two grandmothers for fourteen days
+before the Fourth of July, with the result that the seven uncles gave
+him half a dollar each, the six aunts presented him with a quarter
+apiece, and the two grandmothers joined in presenting him with a
+five-dollar bill, so that on the morning of the Fourth of July he was
+the proud possessor of ten dollars; and ten dollars, with fire-crackers
+selling at the rate of ten for one cent, meant that the writer could
+have had 10,000 fire-crackers to set off. It must be said, however, that
+he set off only 5000 of them, and spent the balance on soda-water, two
+glasses of which, like a good boy, he gave to his two grandmothers.
+
+IV.--When the Fourth comes do not forget to rise up at half past three
+in the morning. There is not much fun in setting off fire-crackers in
+broad daylight when everybody is wide-awake; and besides this, the big
+boys always start in with cannon, and if you lie in bed after half past
+three you are apt to miss the greatest noise of the day.
+
+V.--If you live in a neighborhood where there are a number of reckless
+boys, do not fail to wear a mask. Reckless boys do not look where they
+throw their lighted crackers, as a rule, and it has happened that
+innocent little fellows have had their noses burned by the carelessness
+of others. A mask will save the bridge of your nose, and of course you
+all know that if the bridge of your nose is burned it is a hard thing to
+get over.
+
+VI.--Do not throw your torpedoes at the poor little cats that wander
+forlornly about. The poor little cats are so soft that the torpedoes
+merely hurt them, without going off, so that neither you nor the cats
+can possibly enjoy the fun of it.
+
+VII.--Keep on the right side of the cook. Do not irritate her, and give
+her to understand that she is the dearest, nicest old cook in the world,
+for she is the custodian of all the empty lard and mustard cans in the
+house; and when you come right down to it, there is more fun and noise
+to be had out of a bundle of fire-crackers set off in a lard or mustard
+can than in two packs touched off in the open air. And what is more, if
+you burn your fingers she will in most cases be the person you can reach
+the quickest, and who will soothe your trouble and pain by putting flour
+and butter on your blisters.
+
+VIII.--Be careful where you lay your lighted pieces of punk. The writer
+once put a lighted piece of punk on the floor of the back piazza, and,
+forgetting it, sat down upon it five minutes later. There was an
+explosion right away, of grief.
+
+IX.--Be generous to your little girl friends. Remember that when your
+fire-crackers have given out they may have some torpedoes left.
+
+X.--When night comes on, no matter how early in the morning you may have
+got up, remember not to get sleepy. The best part of the Fourth of July,
+after all, is in the sky-rockets and roman-candles and pin-wheels.
+
+XI.--Do not under any circumstances set off sissers in the palm of your
+hand. The writer did that once, and he has really never enjoyed the
+Fourth of July since.
+
+XII.--And, finally, don't forget that you are an American who will some
+day be a man or woman, and try to do things on the Fourth which, when
+you get to be a man or a woman, will make you proud of the day,
+yourself, and your country. This hint is, after all, the most important
+one of all, and if you will ask your uncles or your aunts or your dear
+old grandmothers to tell you all about it--the day, how it came to be,
+and what it means--_now_, a week or two before the day dawns, you will
+enjoy it all the more, and will be happy to think that you live in the
+land which is the only one that celebrates "the glorious Fourth."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+GOING OFF.
+
+"Papa, where are we going this summer?"
+
+"I don't know, Willie. Off somewhere."
+
+"Off, eh?" said Willie. "Like fire-crackers?"
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+A MAGNIFICENT LAP.
+
+"I wish my daddy was a centiped," said Jack. "If he had a hundred legs,
+what a splendid lap I'd have to sit on! Most an acre, I guess."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+WALLIE'S VIEW OF IT.
+
+"I guess that bird wishes he knew how to swim," said Wallie. "He's gone
+and built a nest in our roof gutters, and if he can't swim he's got to
+travel or get drownded."
+
+       *       *       *       *       *
+
+A NEW IDEA.
+
+"George Washington must have been a awful tired man," said Jack.
+
+"Tired? Why?" asked his father.
+
+"It says here he couldn't lie," said Jack, referring to his book. "When
+I'm tired I can lie down."
+
+
+
+
+
+End of Project Gutenberg's Harper's Round Table, June 23, 1896, by Various
+
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