Evening Tribune. (Galveston, Tex.), Vol. 11, No. 197, Ed. 1 Saturday, June 20, 1891 Page: 6 of 8
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J. G. SCHRIEVER, Traffic Manager.
W. C. WATSON. Genl. Pass, and Ticket Agt.
Singular Features of a Solemn Religious
Ceremony on a Maine Island.
Swan’s Island, though lying in sight
of Outer Long Island, Mount Desert,
contains one of the happiest and most
law abiding communities to be found
in all the earth. With a population of
but 811 it maintains gt>od schools and
two churches, one of which is a mod-
ern edifice, handsomely finished inside
and out, and having a sweet sounding
and costly bell. There is one quarry
there and some farming, but all else is
connected with the sea.
For some time there has been a great
religious interest manifested; more than
half the people there are members of
one of the two churches, which are
Methodist and Baptist, and on Sunday
twenty-seven were baptized in the At-
lantic by the Rev. Mr. Dunn, of Water-
ville, and Rev. Mr. Hall, of Clifton.
Imagine first an island in midocean.
Upon one side is a little hamlet, nestled
down close by the sea, wherein are two
old wharves and a beach of sand, the
latter as long perhaps as the platform
of the upper station in Lewiston.
Back of the beach is a small bluff as
high as a two story house, and on this
400 of the islanders are gathered. The
sky is clear, with the wind so brisk as
to send the sea gulls sailing swiftly and
with canting wing across the sky, while
under them and not more than fair
gunshot away a school of seals swim
and dive for herring. The waves are
broken somewhat by an outer point,
but they roll in and recede fully twenty
feet. Just at the" tip of the wet sand
there gather the twenty-seven candi-
dates, with friends and a choir to the
number of 100.
There has been no preparation for
this baptism in the matter of clothing,
either for the person to be baptized or
the clergy; fifteen stalwart young fish-
ermen dressed in their best, even wear-
ing their watches; twelve women in
white summer dresses and low shoes;
the ministers in black suits as they
came upon the island, and as they stood
in the pulpit and preached and prayed.
A gospel song floats out upon the air
and is hurried away over the heaving
sea and over the seals, who lift their
heads and listen, and then preacher
and fishermen walk out into the green
waves.
The song ceases, the baptismal rite is
performed, and again the tuneful hymn
is heard. The other clergyman is al-
ready walking in, and all the while, as
the men and women come from out the
water, relatives and friends rush about
them, crying with excitement and joy,
kissing and caressing.
“Yes,” said one stalwart fisherman,
“the Saviour called me this morning.
I thought I would be baptized later
over on Mount Desert, but he kept call-
ing, and this morning I took my boat
and started for over here. I had head
winds and beat over. I must have
sailed twenty miles to get eight, but
here I am, and I’m glad I came.”—
Lewiston Journal.
Kissing the Book.
The custom of swearing on the Bible
comes from the ancient Jews, who at
first touched their phylacteries—small
cases containing strips of parchment
inscribed with texts from the Old Testa-
ment—in taking oaths, and later laid
their hands on the book of the law,
and all the various customs of taking
oaths in different countries have a sim-
ilar origin.
The early Anglo-Saxons regarded
stones as sacred to their gods, therefore
laid their hands on a pillar of stone.
In mediaeval times it was customary to
touch a relic, and this was regarded as
giving the oath more sacredness than
when sworn upon the missal, or prayer
book. Another custom of the same
times was swearing by churches. A
certain number were mentioned, and
the attestor was obliged to go to each
one, take the ring of the church door
in his hand and repeat his oath.
The custom of kissing the cross to at-
test an oath has been observed in Rus-
sia from very early times, and has ex-
tended into other countries. Accord-
ing to the laws of the Order of the
Garter, in the time of Henry VIII,
Knights Templar were required in tak-
ing oath to touch the book and kiss the
cross. Since the Reformation the tak-
ing of oaths by kissing the Bible has
not been permitted in Scotland. In
other portions of Great Britain it is the
common method.—Detroit Free Press.
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ried in stock. Everything strictly first-class. We
guaran tee to please and not be excelled bi7 any-
one. We respectfully solicit your patronage.
Brick Block opp. Tremont Opera-house
GALVESTON, TEXAS.
THE BANK SALOON
HOPPE’S CORNER
THE
POPULAR RESORT OF GALVESTON.
Highest Grade
WINES, LIQUORS AND CIGARS,
Imported and Domestic.
FRESH AND COOL BEER.
Pleasant Lunch Room.
ELEGANT HOT AND COLD LUNCH.
Everything first Class.
A. HOPPE, PROPRIETOR.
Northeast Corner Postoffice and Center*
Office and Works,
Mehanlc.
“As we journey through life,
Let us live by the way.”
UHRIGSGAVE.
Corner Center and Market,
JAS. PRENDERGAST,
PROPRIETOR.
FINEST BEER IN THE CITY.
Wines, Liquors and Cigars of the Very
Best Quality.
THE PUBLIC CORDIALY INVITED,
HOT LUNCH FROM 10 TO 1 P. M.
Most Popular Resort in the City
If you want to find your friend and his party
call upon CHARLIE and JOE, at the above ad
dress, and you can find them.
A Fine Free Lunch from 10 a. m. Until
5 p. m.
Only the Best of Imported and Domestic
Wines, Liquors and Cigars kept in stock.
CALL AND SAMPLE THEM.
T. L. CROSS & CO.
Ship Chandlers,
MANCFa C » URERS’ A GEM'S and « OM-
MIS'.ION MERCHANTS,
Corner Center Street and Strand,
Have in stock a full assortment of goods in their
line, including Beef and Pork, wh-ch they are
offering low to the trade and jo consumers.
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THE OLD RELIABLE
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GUNS, e<S,
Ammunition, Hunters’ Supplies, Fishing Tackle and
Sporting Goods.
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SPORTSMEN’S HEADQUARTERS FOR TEXAS.
VIPTOS M PRRTIMFQ BPOETMEN’S OUTFITTER and FURNISHER, Tremont
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A. EYSSEIX,
DEALER IN 7
Pure Drugs, Chemicals
PATENT MEDICINES.
Full and complete line of Spectacles, Hair
Brushes, Toilet Articles, Perfumes, etc.
8111 and 2113 Market Street,
Galveston, Texas
wiwRwii wviii bbvehW mruth uaivesion, Agenu Herring
Company. Powder, Dynamite and Blasting, in Carloads or Less.
“WE ARE^HEPEOPLEy
WM. BOTHMAN,
(Successor to C. Bothman.)
BOILER MAKER AND MACHINIST,
Every description of Steamboat work
promptly executed.
Boilers Repaired on the Shortest Notice,
Orders from the country solicited. Satis-
faction guaranteed.
Mechanic Street, between 25th and 26th Streeh
GALVESTON. TEXAS
Banana Steamers.
There are at present about forty
steamers in the banana trade that are
coming and going all the time. These
steamers are built for no other purpose,
and carry from 10,000 to 12,000 bunches
each. A banana steamer is a shell.
There is but one compartment, and in
this compartment the bananas are stood
on end in layers from the bottom of
the ship to the deck. —New York Herald. j
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WEST END DRUG STORE.
Thirty-Second and Broadway Streets-
JOHN CASTBERG, PROP.
Graduate in Chemistry and Pharmacy. Scan-
dinavian, English and German spoken.'
Telephone 396. •»*•*•* Free Delivery.
A Lineman’s Tower.
Some of the movable stagings upon
which linemen work when stringing
conductors for electric railways are
more useful than ornamental, and, as
for convenience in transportation from
one place to another, they are about
equal to a load of old lumber. The
West End Street Railway company, in
Boston, has a simple apparatus for this
purpose that is exceedingly convenient.
It is simply a strongly built wagon of
gauge to fit the tracks, which serves as
the base of a folding tower, similar in
its construction and operation to the
elevating fire ladders. A few turns of
the cranks raises the hinged legs to a
vertical position, giving the workmen a
solid platform within easy reach of the
overhead wires.—New York Telegram.
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A Guaranteed Cure for Piles of whatever kind
or degree—External, Internal, Blind or Bleeding,
Itching, Chronic, Recent or Hereditary. This
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prepaid on receipt of price. A written Guaran
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boxes, when purchased at one time, to refund
the Jo paid if not cured. Guarantee issued bj
J. J. SCHOTT, Druggist, Sole Agent, 2015 Market
street, Galveston, Tex. Sample Packages Free
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DISEASES OF WOMEN: Prolapsus Uteri,
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Weaknesses promptly relieved.
STRICTURES with all their bad consequences,
such as strangury, nervous excitement, nervous de-
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of manhood, quickly cured by simple, safe and easy
methods.
NERVOUS DEBILITY: Lost Manhood, Night
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DEATH.
A TALE OF OLD VIENNA.
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Mrs. Stone’s Motto.
The president of the Wednesday After-
noon club is Mrs. A. B. Stone, who is
also its ^founder. Mrs. Stone is from
Massachusetts, the daughter of a clergy-
man, and spent her early life in Worces-
ter, receiving the best kind of a New
England education. After her marriage
hpr first home was in Chicago, at a time
when the west was not quite what it is
now. Mrs. Stone traveled through the
west with her husband, who was en-
gaged in building bridges, and improved
her opportunities to study and to realize
the possibilities and responsibilities of
the men and women of this country.
After the war Mr. and Mrs. Stone went
abroad, where they passed several years,
andon their return they settled in this
city, where they have now lived for more
than twenty years.
About five years ago Mrs. Stone found-
ed the Wednesday Afternoon club, which
meets every other week at her handsome
apartments in the Valencia. It is on the
plan of the Fortnightly, of Chicago, and
although Mrs. Stone has always been the
leading spirit of the club, she modestly
says that she could have accomplished
nothing without the co-operation of
others. At each meeting a paper is read
on some serious question and a discus-
sion follows that is participated in by
several members. Mrs. Stone is an earn-
est advocate of making the highest pos-
sible use of whatever gifts or talents one
has. This she calls the real gift of life,
and she has taken as her motto, “Char-
acter is Wealth.” A sweet, intellectual
face and a warm, sympathetic manner
make Mrs. Stone a very charming woman
to meet and to Imow. She is also a mem-
ber of the Ladies’ club and is interested
in many of the local charities, as is her
husband.—New York World.
Nice Place to Live.
“Is this a cool neighborhood in
mer?”
“Is it? Well, I should say it was!
There isn’t a man in the neighborhood
who doesn’t help himself to my chick-
ens, flowers and lawn mower without so
He bowed to her with courtly grace ' much as by your leave.” — Harper’s
The crab, the bullace and the sloe,
They burgeon in the spring.
And when the west wind melts the snow.
The redstarts build and sing.
But death’s at work in rind and root,
And loves the green buds best;
And when the pairing music’s mute,
He spares the empty nest.
Death! Death!
Death is master of lord and clown.
Close the coffin and hammer it down.
When nuts are brown and sere without.
And white and plump within,
And juicy gourds are passed about.
And trickle down the chin;
When comes the reaper with his scythe.
And reaps and nothing leaves,
Oh, then it is that Death is blithe,
And sups among the sheaves.
Death! Death!
Lower the coffin and slip the cord;
Death is master of clown and lord.
When logs about the house are stacked,
And next year’s hose is knit,
And tales are told and jokes are cracked,
And fagots blaze and split;
Death sits down in the ingle nook.
Sits down and doth not speak;
But he puts his arm round the maid that’s
warm.
And she tingles in the cheek.
Death! Death!
Death is master of lord and clown;
Shovel the clay in, tread it down,
—Alfred Austin in Prince Lucifer.
course, could not but return the courtesy.
Every morning after this incident there
were two nosegays on the window sill
instead of one.
In time the old blacksmith yielded to
the importunities of his wife and her
friends, and' agreed to look around for a
husband for his daughter.
According to the customs of the time
his son-in-law would have to be also a
blacksmith. In order to make sure that
Kathi’s future liege lord v«as a master of
his trade the old man constructed an in-
genious lock, which he put on the door
of his daughter’s chamber.
Whoever had attempted in vain to
open the door had to drive an iron nail
into a certain tree, but the prize of the
successful man was to be the hand of the
fair Kathi.
But if none should succeed in unlock-
ing the door then the maiden was to en-
ter a convent as soon as the tree was cov-
ered to a man’s height.
Full many a swain whose heart had
been filled with hope, left sorely disap-
pointed after an unsuccessful attempt,
and the tree was rapidly being studded
with nails.
Kathi was sadly pining away in her
solitary prison, partly because she could
not go out into the greenwood and down
to the rippling river, but mostly because
she loved the hunchback’s brother, whom
she saw sometimes from her window at
daybreak.
The poor hunchback loved her with
the ardor that hopelessness alone can
give to love, and he worked day and
night on a key to open the intricate lock;
when he saw how rapidly the day drew
near when Kathi would either be the
bride of another or go into a nunnery, he
worked with redoubled vigor.
After a year and a day the tree had
been covered to man’s height and there
was only room for one more nail.
So the dwarf presented himself before
the blacksmith and asked for permission
to try his art. The request was granted,
though reluctantly, and the old man
wished he had extended the limit by two
or three feet, because he saw now no
alternative but that of having his daugh-
ter married to a deformed man or losing
her forever. But he was a man of his
word and never took water.
The entire family went in procession
to Kathi’s door to watch the fateful
trial. Naturally the little hunchback
felt somewhat nervous, and his hands
trembled, partly from excitement, partly
from joyful anticipation, for he was al-
most, if not quite, sure of success.
He inserted the key into the lock and
twisted it slightly; a slight snap as of a
spring relaxing answered him. A second
twist and a second snap, and a third and
a fourth, and then a sudden pull. The
dwarf took a deep and long breath, and
paused for a moment to wipe the perspira-
tion off his brow.
Then he turned the knob. It yielded,
and the door opened slowly. The dwarf
hastened into the room.
It was empty.
Suspecting a trick, he turned around
with flashing eyes, but the expression of
genuine surprise and alarm in the faces
of the others convinced him that no de-
ceit had been practiced upon him.
The blacksmith was the first to regain
his presence of mind. After hurriedly
looking about him, he espied the open
window. Fastened to it was a rope ladder
made of bits of bedclothes. The old
man looked out. At' first he could not
discern a trace of the fugitive. After
some minutes he could distinguish his
own spotted horse galloping at full speed
toward the distant woods.
On its back was the fair Kathi and the
hunchback’s brother.
Need it be told that the father forgave
them, only too delighted to regain his
daughter without seeing her married to
the dwarf? The latter swallowed his
disappointment like a man, and consoled
himself with the thought that Kathi re-
mained at least in the family.
The two young people lived like turtle
doves, and delighted in telling how “love
laughs at locksmiths,”—M. de Lepman
in Pittsburg Bulletin.
Of all the gay Viennese who passed us
on the crowded “Graben” there was none
to me as fair as my pretty country wom-
an, Maud Wemyss, of Baltimore, whom
I had the pleasure of escorting. I had
made her acquaintance over the leaden
sarcoplihgus of a defunct emperor in the
vault of the Augustine convent, "where
the bones of Austria’s rulers are on exhi-
bition. Nobody could blame me for fall-
ing in love with her, because she really
is the sweetest girl on earth.
So we were "walking toward St. Steph-
en’s cathedral in charge of a paid cice-
rone. He was a little old man with a
wrinkled face and a nose that had, like
his shabby genteel clothes, seen better
days. Now it was by no means an orna-
ment, unless considered from the purely
coloristic standpoint. He knew nearly
everything about the brilliant city by
the ‘ ‘Blue Danube,” and where his knowl-
edge was inadequate his imagination
tided him over.
Suddenly Miss Wemyss halted before
a strange object, and with a little femi-
nine exclamation of surprise she asked:
“Why, what is this thing for? It seems"
to be the stump of a tree all covered with
nails.” And so it was. So closely to-
gether had the nails been driven that not
a piece of the wood as large as a pin head
even was visible on the entire surface.
Our guide at once assumed the cus-
tomary attitudes of his guild in action,
which closely resemble the gyrations ac-
companying the spread eagle finish of a
stump speaker’s oration.
And this is the story he told of the nail
studded tree:
Several hundred years ago there lived
a blacksmith on this spot which is occu-
pied by a stock broker’s office now. In
those times a blacksmith understood the
working of iron in all its branches, and
it was as easy for him to hammer the
metal into graceful curves and flowers
for altar railings as it was to forge a
horseshoe or the point of a hunting
spear.
Our blacksmith had a beautiful daugh-
ter, whose hand was sought after by all
the young men for miles around, for she
was as good and pure and gentle as her
eyes were blue. Her hair was golden and
her cheeks were like the glacier snow
upon which the morning sun had cast
his virgin rays.
Her father guarded her as jealously as
the dragon of old ever did guard fair
lady, and many "were the silent tears
poor Kathi wept in the solitude of her
“Kemenate” where she had been locked
up. ' Her only joy was the bunch of fra-
grant flowers which she was always sure
to find upon the outer sill of the only
window in her room. No matter how
early she awoke, these sweet messengers
of kindly thought were sure to be in
their usual place.
Often and often did she arise with the
sun, hoping to catch a glimpse of her
unknown friend, but she was invariably
disappointed.
At last, one morning she failed to find
the flowers. She dressed hurriedly and
concealed herself behind the window
curtain. She watched for the person
whose gift she felt certain to receive
yet. And her expectation was not fu-
tile.
But what was her surprise and disap-
pointment when, instead of the fine
young fellow which her fancy had pict-
ured, she beheld a poor, deformed
creature with a large hump on his back.
Her first feeling of horror found vent
in a little exclamation, but there was
something so sad and pleading in his
eyes that were uplifted to hers, that, in
her profound pity for him, she felt sin-
cerely ashamed to have exhibited any
sign of annoyance.
“Was it you who brought me all those
lovely flowers?” she asked in a kindly
voice, as he was trying to conceal a nose-
gay he held in his hand.
In answer he blushed like a school girl
and nodded.
“I thank you for them very much,”
she continued; “they have been the only
pleasure in my monotonous life. But
how did you know that I was locked up
in here?”
“I have heard you sing occasionally,”
he answered, “and from the sounfl of
your voice I knew you were young and
beautiful, and, alack-a-day, unhappy
withal, and because I—I because—I felt
—sorry— for you, I brought you some
flowers from my mother’s garden. But
please don’t tell master about it, for he
would surely”---
Just then a handsome young fellow,
lithe as a doe and graceful as a young
cherry tree, appeared on the scene, and
greeting the hunchback affectionately,
he exclaimed-.
“Brother, 1 have been looking for you :
this last hour; mother is full sorely vexed
about your absence,” then, looking up,
he noticed the young girl at the window
just as she withdrew her blushing face. I 1
He bowed to her with courtly grace :------
and raised his jaur.tyred cap, and she, of j Bazar.
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