The Great Round World And What Is Going On In It, Vol. 1. No. 23, April 15, 1897 | Page 8

and a small valise with my other necessary articles. I got on the
train, and it took two hours for me to get to the little station at Cedar
Falls, N.C. The mine was two miles from the village. I reached there at
five o'clock. The little shanty where we lived while we were there was

about twelve feet long by eight feet wide.
The bunks were folded up during the day and unfolded at night.
After hanging up my gun and putting my valise in the corner, I went to
the shaft or hole from which the gold ore is taken. After the two men
went down the shaft, the men at the top hauled up the bucket, and they
put in the tools, which were eight sharp drills, an eight-pound
sledge-hammer, and a scraper about three feet long. I got in among the
tools, and down I went. It was warm above, but on the way down the
shaft, which was thirty feet deep, it became cooler and damper. I stood
on one side with a small pick to cut out nuggets, while the men drilled a
hole about two inches in diameter and one foot deep, which they
afterward filled with dynamite. After sending the tools up, the other
man and I went up, while the man we left in the shaft lit the fuse. We
all pulled at the windlass, and he was soon at the top. After taking off
the bucket we ran up the hill about a hundred yards to watch the result.
With an awful explosion and a tremendous shower of rocks the
dynamite blew a big hole in the side of the shaft. After driving out the
smoke by dropping large cedar bushes in the shaft, we went down
again.
We filled the bucket with rocks, which were drawn up. We soon
emptied the shaft in this way. Then we went to the top and assorted the
ore. I filled a large box with the richest rocks I could find, and they
were shipped the next day.
Besides blasting for the ore, I panned a little, that is, I had a shallow
pan with a little of the dust from the shaft and some water. I washed the
dust until I had very little dust left; then I took a quill toothpick and
picked the small nuggets from the pan and put them into a small gold
vial full of water.
After staying at the mine four days, I went home, having had a fine
time "roughing it" in a gold mine.
Please send me full particulars of the "Who? When? What? Chart" as
soon as you possibly can, and also tell me whether you will send me
one of those books which you want criticised. I am eleven years old. I
like to read very much--history, travel, and adventure being my
favorites. The books I like specially are Oliver Optic's works for travels,
and G.A. Henty's works for historical facts and thrilling adventures. I
like other books also.

Hoping that I do not inconvenience you, I am respectfully,
JULES W.L., Jr. GREENSBORO, N.C., March 25, 1897.

EXHIBITION OF CHILDREN'S WORK.
There has been a very interesting exhibition, in New York, of sewing
done by the children in the public schools.
France, England, Germany, Switzerland, Russia, China, and Japan have
all sent exhibits of their work, and so it has been possible to see what
kind of sewing is being done all over the world.
It is very much to the credit of America that the home work far
outshines that of any of the foreign countries.
This exhibition was not one of fancy work or embroideries, though
every country sent some specimens of the special work for which it is
celebrated. The work shown was plain sewing, the cutting and making
of new garments, and the mending of old ones.
The first principles of sewing were shown on neat little squares of
cloth--running, hemming, stitching, gathering, and buttonhole-making.
Then there were garments in which all these first steps were applied.
While every country has sent specimens of clothing made by its
children, and each exhibits its own system of teaching sewing, none of
these systems seem so complete nor the finished garments so perfect as
those of our own country.
In foreign countries no particular attention seems to be paid to the
cutting, shaping, and ornamenting of garments. The little underclothes
from Switzerland and Germany, especially, were made of such coarse
cloth, of such a hideous pattern, and so utterly without ornament, that it
is not pleasant to think there are really people in the world contented to
wear such unsightly clothes.
In the American exhibit, every garment, for rich child or poor child,
had its little frill of lace, or its