show a fair and square average, and no man could say it had done more or less than its duty. But a correct average is only a mild virtue in a watch, and I took this instrument to another watchmaker. He said the king bolt was broken. I said I was glad it was nothing more serious. To tell the plain truth, I had no idea what the king bolt was, but I did not choose to appear ignorant to a stranger. He repaired the king bolt, but what the watch gained in one way it lost in another. It would run awhile and then stop awhile, and then run awhile again, and so on, using its own discretion about the intervals. And every time it went off it kicked back like a musket. I padded my breast for a few days, but finally took the watch to another watchmaker. He picked it all to pieces, and turned the ruin over and over under his glass; and then he said there appeared to be something the matter with the hair-trigger. He fixed it and gave it a fresh start. It did well now, except that always at ten minutes to ten the hands would shut together like a pair of scissors, and from that time forth they would travel together. The oldest man in the world could not make out the time of day by such a watch, and so I went again to have the thing repaired. This person said that the crystal had got bent, and that the mainspring was not straight. He also remarked that part of the works needed half-soling.N He made these things all right, and then my time-piece performed correctly, save that now and then she would reel off the next twenty-four hours in six or seven minutes, and then stop with a bang. I went with a heavy heart to one more watchmaker, and looked on while he took her to pieces. Then I prepared to cross-question him rigidly, for this thing was getting serious. The watch had cost two hundred dollars originally, and I seemed to have paid out two or three thousand for repairs. While I waited and looked on I presently recognized in this watchmaker an old acquaintance-a steamboat engineer of other days, and not a good engineer either. He examined all the parts carefully, just as the other watchmakers had done, and then delivered his verdict with the same confidence of manner. He said "She makes too much steam-you want to hang the monkey-wrench on the safety-valve!”N I floored him on the spot. S. L. CLEMENS. Biography.- Samuel Langborne Clemens (Mark Twain) was born in Missouri in 1835. 66 Clemens is one of our most popular humorists. During his steam-boating" experience upon the Mississippi River, when the lead was cast, he often heard the sailors call out "By the mark, twain!" meaning that there were two fathoms of water under the ship. The words "Mark Twain" caught the fancy of Clemens, and when he began to write he determined to use them as the name by which he should be known as an author. His principal works are "Innocents Abroad," "Roughing It," "Gilded Age," and "A Tramp Abroad." Notes. Averaged well means that between going too fast for a part of the day and too slow for the rest of it, the watch was about right at the end of every twenty-four hours. Half-soling means to repair shoes by putting on new halfsoles. The watchmaker who used the expression must have once been a shoemaker, and his meaning was that the watch had run so much that it was worn out. A monkey-wrench is a wrench with a movable jaw. A safety-valve is a valve fitted to the boiler of a steam-engine, which opens and lets off steam when the pressure within the boiler becomes so great as to create danger of explosion. Dead! Is it possible? He, the bold rider, N Custer, our hero, the first in the fight, Charming the bullets of yore to fly wider, Far from our battle-king's ringlets of light! Dead, our young chieftain, and dead, all forsaken! No one to tell us the way of his fall! Slain in the desert, and never to waken, Never, not even to victory's call! Proud for his fame that last day that he met them! Hurrying scouts with the tidings to awe them, All the wide valley was full of their forces, There lay the Sitting Bull's camp for a prey! Numbers! What recked he? What recked those who followed Men who had fought ten to one ere that day? Out swept the squadrons, the fated three hundred, Into the battle-line steady and full; Then down the hill-side exultingly thundered, Into the hordes of the old Sitting Bull!N N Wild Ogalallah, Arapahoe, Cheyenne, N Wild Horse's braves, and the rest of their crew, Shrunk from that charge like a herd from a lion,— Then closed around, the grim horde of wild Sioux !N Right to their center he charged, and then facing— Red was the circle of fire about them: No hope of victory, no ray of light, Shot through that terrible black cloud without them, Brooding in death over Custer's last fight. Then, did he blench? Did he die like a craven, Begging those torturing fiends for his life? Was there a soldier who carried the Seven N Flinched like a coward or fled from the strife? No, by the blood of our Custer, no quailing! There in the midst of the Indians they close, Hemmed in by thousands, but ever assailing, N Fighting like tigers, all 'bayed amid foes! Thicker and thicker the bullets came singing; See the wild steeds of the mountain and prairie, Backward, again and again, they were driven, Even the leader's voice, clarion-clear, Rang out his words of encouragement glowing, "We can but die once, boys,-we'll sell our lives dear!" Dearly they sold them like Berserkers raging, FREDERICK WHITTAKER. Notes. - Frederick Whittaker is a well-known contributor to periodical literature. He has written a "Life of Custer" which has been highly praised. General George A. Custer and all his men were killed near the Big Horn River, in Dakota Territory, in an attack upon the Sioux (Soo) Indians. The sad event took place June 25, 1876. O ga lal lah', A ra pa hoe', Chey enne', are the names of different tribes of Indians, all under the command of Sitting Bull, a notorious Indian warrior at the time of the Custer massacre. Seven is the number of the regiment, the "Seventh U. S. Cavalry." 'Bayed-embayed, surrounded without chance of escape. Berserkers were Norse heroes who despised armor, and claimed that furious courage was the best defense in battle. |