Life — November 13, 1884 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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272 FROM FOREIGN FIELDS. x THE FRENCH-CHINESE EMBROGLIO. pee Nov. 4th, 1884. The latest dispatches from the French Admiral, state that the war has been mislaid somewhere owing to the carelessness of an attaché of the French legation. As soon, however, as it is found, its exact condition will be telegraphed. The Premier is very much annoyed over this phase of the question, as arrangements had been made to have it brought to Paris in order that the Frenchmen might all get a look at it and see whether or not it is worth carrying on. In the meantime the Empress Of China, according to French reports, which are somewhat garbled, is taking the advice of the American minister who told her at a recent State Recep- tion to “ Wipe off her Chzne.” London, Nov. 6th. The War has been found. It was in the possession of an American of the Province Bowry-Museyum, N. Y. He was arrested and incarcerated in a Junk off Tee-Hee, but subsequently escaped taking the Junk and a large part of Tee-Hee with him. This has caused the Empress to decline the offers of Ame- rican Mediation as she fears sea-sickness in case the United States desired to tow China across the Pacific for the purpose of Annexation. Sparks from the Soudan. ONDON, Nov. 4, 1884.—The false prophets Mahdi and Pahdi have concentrated their forces about Khar- toum, and the chances that Gordon has tumbled to their racket are great. The probabilities that Gordon was well shaken before taken are strong and the opposition of the Patent Medicine Men to the Government has been greatly strengthened thereby. Catro, Nov. 5.—Lord Wolseley has arrived at Gondola and has there interviewed the Ding, who seems to doubt that Gordon has been captured or that Khartoum has fallen. The Ding feels confident that if it had fallen he would have heard it drop, which Lord Wolseley seems inclined to believe. A pitched battle was fought at Gab this morning. The English are specially strong at'this point, and by his superior generalship and 50,000 men General Wolseley managed to make the attacking Arab prisoner. General European News. HE general opinion seems to be that Spain is making a goose of herself in regard to the Protestant propa- ganda. As Bismarck truly remarks “ Nicht lichtenbergen weehawken von sauer kraut,” which being translated into correct English conveys the idea that as long as the ganda is not an impropa-ganda Spain is very foolish to kick up a row about it. An attempt to blow up the Czar was frustrated last week as the Czarina was asleep when His Imperial Highness reached home with the latest election news. CARLYLE SMITH. TERE SOCIAL TORTURES, NO. 3. ROWN up people are always for- midable to chil- dren, who can see little reason for the existence of people who never play nor shout with joy; who frown uponsweets and pass the time which might be spent in joyous pastime in read- ing stupid books, making calls, or attending to busi- ness. A boy can un- derstand that there may be a wild joy in the life of a buccaneer. How exhilarating to bound over the billows of the Carib- bean ocean, in command of a black schooner with raking masts, a blood-red streak around the gunwale, and a black flag ready below to whip aloft, when the rich galleons heave in sight. He wonders why there are no retired buccaneers living hard by, from whom he might learn the secrets of their craft; for his eyes are not open wide enough yet to know that this lu- crative avocation is now plied upon Wall Street ; that a gal- leon is now styled a “lamb,” and a buccaneer, an “ operator.” Since he cannot be a buccaneer, he dreams of shipping be- fore the mast as a cabin-boy, or perhaps, armed to the teeth, seeking the Rockies to fight Indians under the auspices of a “scout who rode with Custer.” A boy, possessed of such happy dreams, used to steal into his house from the ball field, intent upon a foray in the pan- try; and often his stealthy exit from the front door was checked by his mother’s voice calling from the parlor : “ Willy ! come in here, dear, and speak to your great-aunt Abba and your cousin Martha.” Willy, pretending not to hear, opens the door, bolting the plum-cake. “Willy ! Willy! come into the parlor !” The culprit skulks into the presence of his female relatives, who are in all the dignity of crape veils, for great-uncle Thomas has lately been called above. The good mother mayhap found conversation with the depressed females diffi- cult, and called on Willy as a diversion. She is shocked at perceiving that he is very dirty, and buttons up his jacket and brushes the cake crumbs from it before setting him up for in- spection. Great-aunt Abba looks at him for a moment as if he were a brand plucked from the burning; cousin Martha, with a nervous start, asks: “Now, who does he look like?” comicbooks.com