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Show THE BEE. collision ho denies any recollection of and attributes neuralgia. He was taken nut of the wreck at point almost under one of the locomotives. lie reads the newspapers, enters earnestly and intelligently into a conversation, and seems as as any one else, except on tin suh ject of the a evident. When Morrell was taken to Atlantic I'ity Sanitarium after th accident it was found that he was practically scalped on the lift side of his lnnd. Ids ear was torn olt with the salp, and the skin from the left side of his face almost around to the point of his jaw. II is left shoulder blade was badly fractured and the luies of his shoulder were broken. Ills left arm was badly Injured, his legs were a mass of bruised and lacerated llesh, and lie was crushed about the lower part of the trunk of his body so badly s to cause severe internal injuries, which make his restoration to almost normal physical condition little short of marvelous. 1 is external wounds are nearly all healed, except where his ear was tom. Owing to the remarkable recovery from his physical wounds, the doctors now entertain the hope that what is jnw a blank to him may return to his memory and his recovery be complete. His conversaMoii with members of the family is often sharp and bright. In many instances, however, the intervention of a few hours time will apparently obliterate from his memory all trace of the conversation, and he will deny that it took place or that certain tilings were done. On the other hand, matters which it was not believed lie could well remember he recalled with ease, two, three, or four clays after their occurrence. In fact, he understands and talks well about everything except the accident and anything pertaining to it, and while he listens with interest to anything said about it, he declares earnestly that he knows nothing of it, and that it never happened, in spite of his frightful tell-talinjuries. Philadelphia ir, or that lie was in It, lie pain In Ills head to M i M N H t eleir-mind-e- d 1 IYrhaps st Ho darkest days experienced by tlie little army of Washington were those that witnessed the retreats across the Jerseys. New York had fallen into the hands of the boastful enemy; he had taken Forts I.eo and Washington and the pa traits were on tlie retreat with the victorious Brit-Isfollowing in their wake. Tobias Traverse, otherwise known as Toby, was in captivity; a prisoner of war in the only house that could be used as a jail in one of the villages through which the British army was at that moment passing. Ilis offense was that he had refused to reveal to the Pritish commander the hiding-plac- e of some powder, which the patriots had been obliged to leave behind in their hurried retreat. Cornwallis had told the boy that if he bad not pointed before 7 o'clock out that hiding-placthat evening, he should be shot. That was why poor Toby had been h e TIIE SHOVEL TILE. Short Story of the Civil War Told by an Old Soldier. Whenever I see a pile of shovels stacked upon the sidewalk In front of a hardware store, said an old soldier, it makes me think of a pile of shovels I saw once stacked up at the end of a traverse in an earthwork ai the time of the civil war. There were siege gnus and mortars of one size and another in batteries scattered along these works in the particular lottery that I speak of there were ritled guns. There was two a traverse between the two guns, and one on the outer side of each, a traverse, you understand, being a short ridge of earth running back from the line in trout and at right angles with it .to protect the gun and the gunners from a lateral tire. This pile of shovels lay at the end of one of the outer traverses, to the left of the piece that I worked ou. There were six or eight meu on tlie guu. A shell that came over from a Conmortar battery dropped federate ou that square pile of shovels aud exthe it struck. Our own instaut ploded bad been fired, and the men gun just were all staDdng scattered around to the rear of the gun carriage, none of them far away from the shovel pile, and all of them right in open range, not protected, as some of them, any way, would have been a minute earlier by standing over on tlie other side of the gun, aud the gun and the gun carriage between them and the shovels. The air was filled with smoke, aud fragments and splinters of shell and shovels were fiyiug in all directions. There wasn't a man but what expected to have his head knocked off by a piece of shell, or to be cut in two by a shovel blade, or at least to have the handle of a shovel stuck through him. Put the fragments of shell all liew past, the shovels all came (lnvn, and the smoke cleared away, and nobody had even a scratch. Then the meu all laughed and went to loading the again. 100-poun- d lUd-pound- er and the first one was mam m i ielndns Vail by a silversmith nam'd Beiisclmten. originally ii was nailed general. u i "1 . era use it was worn oil It was almost 9 o'clock when the ser- a thiiinli. geant drew up his squad and saw that theIn making thimbles the gold and siltheir muskets wen loaded with ball. out of the deAimer Bryant and the other lories ver ingots are rolled and eut by a stamp inof tin crossroads stood off at a little tailed thiekit'-spi.'i'es (if any required size. distance and witnessed this corenmnv. to circular eil'elllar pie es are bent into Hell tell." said tlie head Tory. The These shape by means of a solid boy will weaken at tin last moment, 'thimble as and when the rear guard leaves us metal bar that is of the same sizethis the inside of the intended thimble; theyll take the rebel powder along." is moved by niaehinery up and bar Certainlv. His mother understands in a bottomless mold of tin down this, for siu wont .shed a tear, pm know. (utside of the same thimble, and oa h There they go, now. The sergeant time the bar deseeltds it presses one of the eirettlar pieces or disks into Is going to carry out his orders, if tin tbimlde shape. little rebel still leu aims detiant." deWhen the tbimlde is shaped, tlx tin the stem front of house In sawork is to brigiuen. polish and next tachment halted and tlie sentry decorate if. First, the blank tbimlde luted. rod. is titled with a It is 9 o'clock. said the sergeant. A slight touch of a sharp chisel cuts a There's your prisoner!' ery thin shaving from the end of the Tin thimble, a second ebisi lines tin same The sergeant unlocked tin door, t'. on tin side, and a thud neatly rounds key grating harshly in tin rusty pul off tlu- rim. A round steel rod, well lock, and tlx next moment lie l oked oih-dis held against tie surface of 111 and called for Toby. tin revolving thimble, and it is thus There was no reply aud the soidic; given ;t nice polish; the inside is went inside. and brightened in a similar manA moments glance seemed sutlicient. thimble being held in u revolvthe There is a hole in the roof!" cried lier, ing mold. he. Then a delicate revolving steel wheel A hole in the roof? echoed half a with a raised ornamental edge is dozen voices. pressed against the Hank thimble and Bring a light. Quick! The prints the ornament seen just outside has escaped. tin rim. Another steel wheel eoveredl Tlie utmost confusion reigned. with sharp points makes tiny indenA light was brought and revealed tin tions all over the remaining blank surinterior of the stem pile: a loose clap- face of the thimble. board in the roof told that tin little Tlx last operation is 1o wash it thorrebel had actually taken tiight, and the oughly iu soapsuds, to brush it carewhite-facesentry seemed ready to fully, and it is ready for my ladys fall oil his knees with fear. work basket. San Francisco Examin He was here ten minutes ago. pr. heard him, he managed to say. And ten minutes to him mean a IIow n Letter Mny Me Heenlletl. great deal. He can run like a deer," Tin public is not, as familiar with put in Abner Bryant. It seems to me I heard a horse cross Its privileges about postal matters as the bridge a little while ago," remarK-e- l might be supposed. Many times peoanother ajid then the soldiers sep- ple would like to recall a letter after It lias been mailed. This can be done, arated. Hie sergeant and one other hastened even if the letter lias reached tin to Tobys home and searched it; Abner postotlice at its destination. At every best postofliee there an what are called jPryant ran home to get out his withdrawal blanks. On application horse, but a startling discovery awaited they will be furnished, and. Avlien a him. deposit is made to cover the expense, The best horse was gone. The excitement that followed Tobys the postmaster will telegraph to tin at the letter's destination escape was intense. The patriots of postmaster it be promptly returned. that the hamlet secretly rejoiced while the asking applicant first signs this agreethree tories bit their lips with chagrin. The It is hereby agreed that, if Some months later Abner Bryant re- ment: is returned to me. I will pro-ieceived a letter eulogizing the good tlie letter from any ami all claims mad? jou qualities of his missing horse and also against you l'or such return and will thanking him for the use of it. Hilly indemnity you for any loss you Hie letter was signed Toby Trav- may sustain by reason oi such action, to eovoi el's and the enraged tory tore it up And I herewith deposit .S 'all expenses incurred and will dolivei and threw it into the fire. Wliat became of tlie little rebel of to you the envelope of the letter re turned. In many eases persons have the The day after the surrender at York-tow- n made remittances to fraudulent parhe was the bearer of a message ties or irresponsible linns, not learnfiom Washington to Cornwallis and ing their true character until aftei the defeated general looked at him the letter had gone, and have succeeded iu recalling them. There is an with a great deal of curiosity. said instance where a Kansas City merWe have met before, my lord, chant had remitted a dishonest travCaptain Toby with a bow. anman a draft for jpn.l, and by as eling much, been Ive thinking means now I of a withdrawal rescued tin but swered Cornwallis; just in draft time. cannot place you. just wouldnt who I am the Jersey boy Cliasinar tt Dummy Hulihit. betray the hiding place of the patriot In the absence of live rabbits, the powder. A flush came to the Britons face and Presidio club inaugurated a new he turned it away. Put the next mo- sport, which is likely to superment he turned suddenly to the young sede the original quite game. It is the runcaptain. the dogs. To ning of a stuffed liare We have heard from that powder do this, an inverted by bicycle with the since. I understand that a lot of rebels tire off one of the wheels, was located soma afterward unearthed it and used York-towone end of the field. A at string of it against us in the siege of wound round the tireless wheef, Your smile. a he said with stretched 123 yards off, where it was general nearly lost a young captain tied to a stuffed hare. The winder, 'that time; but I commend your courage ir wheelman, waited for the signal and ou that occasion. You deserve to be began turning the wheel so as to haul made a major. m the string and the rabbit, which the It was the proudest moment of Cap- logs tried to overtake. In only one tain Tobys life, and the next proudest did the tern rs reach the game. was when he went back to the little - San Francisco Cell hamlet and turned over to Abner BryXViint He "Was Fisliini; For. ant his black horse which had carried Was that your mother with you yeshim to safety on the most eventful terday ? night in his history Denver My mother? Dear, dear, that was jny younger sister! We should so like to haie you come to dinner much How Tliimbles are Made. Mr. Sunday, Beasley." Cleveland The thimble is a Dutch invention, Plain Dealer. We may be quits one of these days, and you may not stand quite so liiMi In the estimation of King George's 1 I ! 1 s g rapidly-revolvin- Ea. 1 - . pol-jslu-- d little-scam- d 1 e A SHELL IX 15 We ITnve Met Before, My Lord. escorted to the only house in the hamlet, an old frame affair, with a clapboard roof and one little window, which had been boarded up. Nearly all day the Pritish force followed through the village on its march after Washington's retreating army. All day the tall, gruff sentry paced up and down in front of Tobys prison. Every now and then he looked in to see that the rebel brat was safe, and each time he caught the resolute look of the boy still confined between the four walls. Why dont you make a clean breast of it, boy? said the guard, toward evening. I am not a Tory, sir! came the quick answer. Tory or not, it behooves you to leli where the powder is. You know tht orders. Toby turned away and went over to the other side of the old house, where he remained, looking defiantly at the guard, who thought him oue of the stubbornest rebels he had ever seen. Night came at last, throwing her sable pall over the memorable little place. The last detachment of the Pritish army had vanished, but twenty men remained behind to take care of tlie boy, safe in their clutches. More than once since sundown Toby was visited and urged to betray the hiding-placof Gen. Washingtons ammunition; hut to all pleadings and threats he turned e a deaf ear, and was heartily cursed for his refusal. We will quit here at 9 oclock, said the sergeant, at last. It is the last moment of grace you have, boy. It was 7 oclock then. Toby listened to the retreating footsteps of the sergeant, and then tin guard resumed his tramp in front of the old stone pile. This is Abner Bryant's work, said the little prisoner to himself. He is mad because they watched his house and did not give him a chance to tell Cornwallis where the powder was buried. lie takes this plan to become a hero in Cornwallis eyes and to show this Pritish commander that he is loyal to the. kingv. Never mind. Atumr. ci f cross-roads- ? n, in--tan- ce |