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FIFTEENTH YEAE.
SLUMBER.
BX CECIJj N. SMITH.
Night hod fallen, the glowing sun
Sank in the wgbc ; its laborn done.
"Whispering breezes soft and low
Orer the earth commenced to blow ;
ad yet sweet
"Wub their soft refrain ;
1 Day is ended ;
Bleep again.
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'On tho thirsty meadows brown pnil dry
The sun had started from a brazen sky.
North where the yellow corn fields spread,
The poppy reared its flaming head.
Wild flowers closed
Their sleepy eyes;
Slumber cometh.
When daylight dies.
From her leafy nest in tho stately trees,
Came a bird's sweet song on the evening breeze.
From her ivied nook on a distant light
The white owl scroamed to the gathering night.
Sighed and shivered,
As if to say
'V Death is near
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AN EDITOR'S ERKOR.
The "house with
if. ccnc rrpnprnllv
the cupola," Fas
vn f a. i uu tu, was
situated at the head of th lonB an(i
straggling street called Main street,
in the village of Davisburg. It ?as
built for and occupied by the editor
of the Clarion. To be more explicit,
Mr. Boneset as I will call him, was
editor, publisher, and proprietor of
the Clarion. Mr. Boneset wasn't
much of an editor, and the Clarion
wasn't much of a newspaper, but both
managed to exist.
The editor was fifteen years build
ing the house witb the cupola. All
the lumber, hardware, plastering, and
painting was secured by advertising
and subscriptions.
One day, a week or so after the
Clarion's announcement that "we
have finally moved into our new
house on the hill, and our wife is
well pleased with the location," the
wife was called away by the illness of
a relative, and that night the editor
had the house all to himself. It was
midnight when he was aroused from
his dreams. A manjwith a pistol sat
on the bed beside him. A lamp had
been lighted by the intruder, and the
editor had only to open his eyes to
realize that something had happened
to knock his usual routine into "pi."
"I want money!" growled the in
truder, as he saw that the editor was
awake.
"How did you get in?" queried the
latter.
"By way of a ladder, the roof, aDd
ifche cupola, if you want to know.
Come, shell out!"
"My friend, we have nothing to
-shell, " was the honest reply. "We
did have $3 in cash, but we gave it to
our wife when she went away to-day.
You may possibly find 30 or 40 cents
in our trousers, but the sum total
wll not reach 50."
' 'You are a swindle of a man. you
are, exclaimed the burglar. "Get out
of bed and look around. I've got to
.have money, and you must shell out,
tor take the consequences."
'My friend, we'll get out of bed
.and we'll search around, but the re
sult will be fruitless. The fact is,
-we'.ve got to borrow money from
someone to get our next bundle of
.paper. Couldn't you "
"How overhaul that bureau," com
manded the burglar, as Mrt Boneset
got into his trousers.
The sum total of wealth would not
have figured up a dollar. There was
.an-old locket, a washed finger-ring,
and a plated watch chain, many years
'Old. The burglar was indicnant and
made threats, He ordered Mr. Bone
.set to accompany him about the
house and overhaul closets and trunks
and boxes. He even insisted on a
search of the pantry, saying that he
had heard of people hiding their
money in old teapots on the top shelf.
.As the editor appeared to be mild
onannered and harmless, the burglar
.gradually relaxed his precautions.
They had finished with the pantry
-when Mr. Boneset saw his opportu
nity. Urged by a force he could not resist,
.although he had never even knocked
a chip off a man's shoulder in his life,
lie struck out with his right and hit
.the stranger on the point of the jaw.
It was a prize-fighter's blow, and the
:stranger was put to sleep. Mr. Bone
aet lost 30 seconds of valuable time
in recovering from his amazement
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and then he reached for one of the
half dozen clothes lines, and in a
couple of minutes had his man se
curely bound. He was in time. In
deed, he had started a bit of fire in
the kitchen stove, and drawn up the
family rocking-chair before the burg
lar regained his senses.
'Well, as you see, the tables are
turned," observed the editor, as he
set his chair in motion.
The burglar struggled and cursed
and threatened, but he was helpless.
"As an editor," continued Mr.
Boneset, "we have continuously and
persistently advocated that we had
too much law in this country, and
that most of the laws were too se
verely enforced. Take the crime of
burglary for instance: We can re
member fifty different instances
where we have declared that the
minimum penalty even was a relic of
barbarism. We have strenuously con
tended that men were driven to
crime in order to procure the necessi
ties of life, and that instead of more
prisons we needed more aid societies.
Our esteemed contemporary has al
ways taken an opposite vie w and our
arguments have been very exhaustive
ana rancorous. Were youi driven to
this Cti&z because of hunger?"
"Look here, you old bloke, I'll
have your life for this," replied the
burglar.
"Are you hungry?"
"Hungry! D'ye think I'm a fool?"
"Have you looked in vain for a
chance to turn your muscle into
money in an honest wiy?"
"D've mean work?"
"Ye's."
"Well, you are an idiot! I'd like
to catch myself working!"
'Then you are a criminal from
choice, eh?"
"Of course I am, you moon-faced
fool, and unless you untie me I'll have
your life for this "
"Then our esteemed contemporary
has been right ail along, " sighed Mr.
Boneset as he looked down upon his
victim. "Our arguments have been
founded on ignorance, and our de
ductions have convinced no one but
ourself. You are the first criminal
we have encountered in the flesh. All
our arguments were based on crimi
nals in the abstract. We have been
deceived. Our delusions have been
put to flight."
The robber cursed him high and
low and struggled with his bonds, but
Mr. Boneset continued:
"Better late than never, however.
We shall now advocate the maximum
punishment and mora You en
tered our house to rob us. Let us
see if you have anything worth tak
ing." He knelt down beside the man and
searched his pockets. The search
brought to light a gold watch, S37 in
cash and a diamond pin the pro
ceeds of a crime comimtted else
where. "Ah! This is better!" chuckled
Mr. Boneset. "This is more money
than we have handled in three
months. We shall appropriate every
thing to our own personal benefit.
This plunder dispels any last linger
ing doubt that necessity drove you to
crime. :1
For the next two minutes the
burglar indulged in a continuous
stream of abuse, and wound up by
uttering terrible threats of what
would happen when he got free.
"If such are your intentions," re
plied Mr. Boneset, after a visit to his
bed-room to put away the plunder,
"it is only fair that we should re
ciprocate the sentiment which in
spires you."
He picked up the broom, broke off
the handle, and for five long minutes
he pounded the "burglar's body from
chin to heel. The man yelled and
cursed, and rolled over and over on
the floor, and when the blows ceased
to fall, he said:
"If I have to live a thousand years,
I'll have your life for this!"
"Another one of our pet theories
has been that criminals were not
vicious," replied the editor, as he sat
down to rest "In the last issue of
the Clarion we had a half column
article on the subject We con
tended that the average criminal had
neither spite nor malice, but was
simply seeking to get what the world
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denied him a living. You seem to
be a thoroughly wicked man."
"You bet I am!"
"In our issue of two weeks ago, we
contended that the average robber
aimed to rob the rich only and only
because oppressed by capital. Were
we correct? No. I see we are not
The moment you entered this house
you realized that it belonged to a
poor man. There are at least ten
men in the town worth $25, 000 each;
but you passed them all by. We
further contended that the robber
simply sought for plunder. Your ac
tions, on first arousing us, led us to
believe that failure to secure plunder
would have led you to assault us. "
"Yes; I wish I had put a bullet
into your head, and gone through
the house afterward!" growled the
man.
The editor arose and wielded the
broom handle for another five min
utes, and then sat down to remark:
' 'About six weeks ago there was a
case of punishment in the New Jersey
State prison, which aroused public
discussion. A convict refused to
obey orders and got the strap. We
contended that a few kind words
would have touched his heart and
broken his recolution, while our
esteemed contemporary argued that
he should have been punished an hour
sooner than he was. It seems that
we were wrong in that particular
also. "
"Look out for me, old man!"
growled the burglar, as he gritted his
teeth.
"I see. Our whole line of reason
ing, from start to finish, has been
wrong, though we don't propose to
admit it and give our esteemed con
temporary an opportunity to exult.
We shall simply declare that we have
closed the discussion for fear of weary
ing our intelligent subscribers. But
tell me, could you have found work
and lived an nonest life had you so
desired?"
Work! Why, you hump-nosed
bloke, who wants work when he can
make a living without? As for hon
esty, everybody grabs what he can
get. The only thing I'm sorry about
is that such a fool as you should have
laid me by the heels in this fashion.
If I was free I'd roast you at the
fire"!"
"We believe you would, but you
won't get free. We can now clearly
see what an ass we have made of our
selves in arguing as we have, and "
And he rose up and applied the
broom handle again until his shoulders
ached. Greatly to his surprise the
burglar called for mercy.
"Can this be a parallel case of the
New Jersey affair?" gasped Mr. Bone-
I get, as he resumed his seat in the
rocking chair and picked up the burg
lar's revolver. "All our kind words
produced no effect upon you, but
corporal punishment seems to bring
you to terms. "
"For Heaven's sake don't wallop
me any more," whined the man.
"You have threatened to murder
us."
"But that was all gulf."
"You would have robbed and mal
treated us."
1 'But 1 am sorry I ever came in
here."
"How about living a thousand
years to get revenge on us?"
"All nonsense. Say, old man, let
up on me and I'll make tracks. You've
had all the fun there was in it and
can afford to turn me loose. "
"Not yet In our arguments with
our esteemed contemporary we have
repeatedly declared that criminals
were only hardened by corporal pun
ishment We now discover that we
have been altogether wrong, and
that "
"Don't! don't!" shouted the burg
lar, as Mr. Boneset spat on his hands
and flourished the broomstick. "You
didn't get all my monev. If you let
me go I will tell you where I have
hidden $100."
-Well?"
"In that left boot Take it of!
and let me go, and you'll never see
me around here again."
Mr. Boneset pulled off the boot and
found Ave $20 bills in it He put
them in his pocket and asked:
"Got any more?"
- Holding the burglar's revolver in
one hand, and using the knife with
the other, Mr, Boneset soon freed
the fellow from bondage. He had no
pluck left He got upon his feet
with a groan, opened the kitchen
door as commanded, and the edi
tor followed him round the house to
the front gate. The man hadn't a
word to say. He gained the high
way and dragged himself out of sight
in the darkness, and has never been
heard of in the village since. Mr.
Boneset looked after him for a long
time, and then slowly re-entered the
house, hunted up paper and pencil
and sat down and wrote:
1 'Our Victory From the numer
ous letters received from subscribers,
we are satisfied that we have won a
complete victory over our esteemed
contemporary in the discussion re
garding criminals how they are made
such, how they should be treated,
what kindness will dr for them, etc
We shall, therefore, pursue the sub
ject no further, but devote the space
to additional local and general news
of interest to our mny intelligent
subscriber " TJtica Globe. - -
The Horse,
In France, when a horse reaches
the age of twenty or thirty, it is des
tined for a chemical factory; it is first
relieved-offts hair, which is used to
stuff cushions and saddles; then it is
skinned; the hoofs serve to make
combs.
Next the carcase is placed in a cyl
inder, and cooked by steam at a pres
sure of three atmospheres; a cock is
opened, which lets the steam run off;
then the remains are cut up, the leg
bones are sold to make knife handles,
etc, and the coarser, the ribs, the
head, etc., are made into animal
black and glue.
The first are calcined in cylinders,
and the vapor, when condensed, form
the chief source of carbonate of am
monia, which constitutes the base of
nearly all the ammonical salts.
There is an animal oil yielded
which makes a capital insecticide and
a vermifuge.
The bones, to make glue, are dis
solved in muriatic acid, which takes
the phosphate of lime away; the soft
element, retaining the shape of the
bone, is dissolved in boiling water,
cast into squares and dried on nets.
The phosphate of lime, acted upon
by sulphuric acid, and calcined with
carbon, produces phosphorus for our
lucifer matches.
The remaining flesh is distilled to
obtain the carbonate of ammonia;
the resulting mass is pounded up
with potash, then mixed with old
nails and iron of every description;
the whole is calcinedfand yields mag
nificent yellow crystals prussiate of
potash, with which tissues are dyed a
Prussian blue and iron transferred
into steel; it also forms the cyanide
of potassium and prussic acid, the
two most terrible poisons known in
chemistry.
How Cigarettes Are Made.
The details of the manufacture of
cigarettes are kept to a greater or
less degree a secret by the manufac
turers, each of whom has his own
particular combination of tobaccos.
None of the brands on the market is
composed of one kind only. The re
cipe is not divulged outside of the
firm. But this is not all. The origi
nal mixture is merely a basis for ar
tificial flavoring. To begin with,
various essential oils are added. The
list of these includes rose, rose geran
ium, vanilla bean, Tonka bean, and
licorice root These ingredients are
added after the tobacco has been
chopped into shreds in readiness to
be rolled into cigarettes. Finally
the particular drug chosen, in the
shape of a liquid solution, is sprayed
on the material with an atomi
zer, while the tobacco is stirred and
mixed. The quantity employed is
very carefully judged, so many drops
being allowed for each cigarette.
Fonobvious reasons I cannot mention
all the drugs that are used in the
manufacture of cigarettes, but there
is no doubt that opium, valerian and
cannabis indica are utilized to the
largest extent Each manufacurer
may be said to create a special drug
habit among those who smoke his
brand, so that they are not satisfied
with any other. Troy Times.
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TRUMPET CALLS.
Barn's Horn Sounds a Warning Koto to
the Unredeemed.
nrHE devil was the
first
counter-
ieiter.
F o RTIJNE
smiles on the
man who hopes.
Biding a hob
by is sometimes
very restful.
It never hurts
the value of gold
to call it brass.
When the
wicked are honored the devil is pro
moted. No man can be a real king who
does not rule himself.
Mark this: When you worry you
have ceased to trust.
God's children all have a light when
He sends the night
Sin is the surest detect) ye any wan
eyer had on his track,
ifiv tw
The corner-stone
house is a fool's head.
of a lawyer's
It is not often that the deyil mases
a mistake in his bait
All eggs will count as such, bet
only the good ones will act
Nothing can make us richer that
does not make us thankful.
The right cross for you is the one
you don't want to take up.
Every trouble that comes to a
Christian makes his Bible bigger.
If your scales and measures are
wrong your heart is not right.
The moment a man wills to be
eood God will begin to tell him how.
The man who would be a leader
must always be the first to start
The more a mother loves the more
she can see in her child to love.
People who can talk about them
selves to the satisfaction of others are
very scarce.
It will not take much dust on your
Bible to drive God clear out of your
heart.
Take the conceit out of some men
and there wouldn't be enough left to
stand up.
If God is now giving us the bitter
we may be sure that He is preparing
the sweet.
If talk were walk, what great
multitudes would be headed straight
for Heaven.
Had Paul asked for grace to pa
tiently endure his thorn one prayer
would have been enough.
The man who expects to Did his
sins goodby one at a time will never
get them all behind him.
The man who says the world owes
him a living, always has an up-hill
time in collecting the debt
Your good deeds will weigh noth
ing with. God when you begin to take
the credit of them yourself.
Some preachers try so hard to feed
a few worldly giraffes, that they al
most starve the Lord's sheep.
There isn't very much light in the
life of a man who keeps his church
letter in the bottom of his trunk.
A great many people hav the
name of being back sliders who have'
never had anything to backslide from.
That man can rob God and make
something by doing it, is the biggest
lie that was ever turned loose on
earth.
The devil never gets anybody to
follow him until he has managed
somehow or other to cover up his
cloven hoof. '
Whenever the devil asKs a man
to take a step away from God, he
first tries to convince him that he is
doing it with a good motive.
Town Built on a Gold Reef.
Johannisburg, in the Transvaal, is
a wonderful little town. It is but
Ave years of age and the inhabitants
number 40,000. It stands upon a
gold reef, and upon this reef fifty
companies are at work, giving em
ployment to 3,300 white men and
over 35,000 natives. The town has
gas, water, tramways, and handsome
buildings, while for twenty miles east
and west the funnels of mining works
can be sesn. Argonaut.
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NUMBER 31.
LITTLE WOMEN.
Death of the Original of Eoalae Aleott.
WeU-Rnown "Meg."
Although Mrs. Anna Bronson AU
cott Pratt, who has just died in Con
cord, says the Boston Transcript, was
never in any manner connected with,
public life and work as her famous
sister and father were for many years,
there is a sense in which she has been
very closely connected with thousands
who have never saw her. For she
was the original of "Meg," the sweet
eldest one of the four "Little Wo
men" who have been like sisters to
all the young girls of America since
they first appeared in literature. And
many women who used to know
"Meg," "Joe," "Beth," and "Amy"
almost as well as their own sisters,
and who rejoiced in "Meg's" brave
industry and endearing womanliness
and happy homo life, will feel a pang(
at the loss of a familiar flesh and
blood friend of schoolgirl days, in
learning that Meg," too, has fol
lowed her sisters into that silent
land. "Beth" died first, as tUc
story, then the bright and talented
"Amy," and only a few years ago
Louise Alcottj at pace thp pptotypa
and creator of "Jo," laid down her
busy pen. The children of Mrs. Pratt
were not the boy and girl who flgnre
as "Daisy" and "Demi" in the stories
of the Marches, but two sons, whose
place of occupation in the world is in
the publishing house whence came
"Little Men," and the rest of Louise
Alcott's books. The younger one
took the name of John Alcott
legally in deference tb Louise Alcott's
will. The eldest son is E. Alcott
Pratt His little son bears the name
of Bronson Alcott, in accordance with
the wishot his paternal grandmother,
Mrs. Pratt, whose funeral recently
was in Concord, the quiet town
associated with so much of the for
tunes of our American literature.
Has a Diagnosing: Watch.
There is an old woman at Pitts
burgh named Mrs. Schwartz, the
number and value of whose patients
are the envy of all the doctors of the
place. She is the only one of her
school. The result of her success
lies in the possession of a diagnosing
watch. This is her own construction
after years of labor and at a large
sum of money. This watch, says the
Kew York Evening Sun, has been
made according to some principle of
anatomy that she has discovered.
The right hand, it appears, is pos
sessed of five veins, in the left hand
there are seven. The mechanism of
the watch is so delicately adjusted
that, placed on the wrist, it is af
fected by each one of these veins. A
disturbance in any one of these
veins, if the watch is placed
on the wrist is pointed
out by the figures on the watch.
Such disturbance indicates some dis
ease according to the vein affectedV
The disease being thus identified, it
is treated with herbs and 'lotions of
the old woman's manufacture. There
is no disease this old lady, who is an
educated woman with several learned
diplomas from the old country, is
afraid to tackle Her method is to
rub the afflicted part with a lotion
and say: "In so many days this or
that will be" Ail the evidence goes
to show that she is remarkably suc
cessful. Physicians who have taken
note of this say that it is merely an
example of the power of suggestion
and but another curious example of
the mental vagaries so conspicuous
in the art of healing in this last de
cade of the century.
Astounding Memories.
Horace YerneD is the best exam
ple of visual memory. He could,
paint a striking portrait of a man,
life size, after having looked at his
modeL Mozart had a great musical
memory. Having heard twice the
Miserere in the Sistine Chapel, he
wroxe down the full score of it
There are soloists who during twenty-four
hours can play the composi
tion of other masters without ever
skipping a note. Binet, in La Eevu
des Deux Mondes.
There is one occasion when a wo
man Is dressed on time: her own fu
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