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BUSTLE'S BEIGE ON.
DAME FASHION DECREES THAT THEY
MUST BE WOflN.
fhere i* No Longer Any Doubt; Thnt
Women Are to We.ar "Improv
Form-Milker* in All Mitipe* unit Sizes Are
on Sale in All Shcfie.
The long-discarded bustle is again to
reign and to cause the outlines of wo?
men to take on strange curves and
angles. The bustle is already "among
those present," at least so say the inner
cult of dressmakers and buyers of the
stores where women go to sec and learn
The "bustle department," which was
abolished when these form-makers
went out of style some years ago. has
been re-established in the great retail
stores, and the saleswomen who pre?
side over them are kept busy showing
their wares and assuring their custom?
ers that they will be worn.
Queer shapes and varieties of this
woman's adornment are hanging on
walnut-wood "trees" like new and
Strange grafted fruits. There are small
modest bustles of curled hair, made in
the shape of crescents, which are so
unassuming and shy that they shrink
behind their flaunting silken sisters
thnt are as large as soft pillows.
weiiri?g' apparer, auc a- rr.r.y err Helio?
trope extract on handkerchief or laces
?o well together, while a conglomera?
tion of extracts is an offense to refined
?_ 'i THRILLING BUFFALO YARN.
THE ONLY CONGRESSMAN WHO
EVER BLEW OUT THE GAS.
various sri Lts or hustles.
Another kind is woven of rattan
strips. This variety is as unyielding
as a theological creed and about the
size of a football. Woven-wire arrange?
ments, like links of sausage tied to- j
gether, are a popular and lasting bus?
tle. Long half-skirts of ruffled hair- |
cloth recall the penitential skirts of j
medieval monks, though they are not j
especially designed for Lenten wear,
but are recommended as the most "ex?
tending" and comfortable of the bustle
family, Then there are quaint pneu?
matic devices of rubber, intended to lie
pumped full of air like bicycle tires I
and warranted not to blow up except
under the most extraordinary eircum
stances, and indestructible bustles of
leather which look as if they were to
be handed dow-n from generation to
generation along with the old lace and
When asked if bustles will grow j
larger and mnrc conspicuous ;<s the i
year grows old, the saleswomen shrug
tbsir shouldern and nod in decided af- I
firmatives. "Of course they will," one I
little English woman said as she rear- \
ranged her stock, "improvers"?Brit- :
Ish for bustles?"are bound to get
larger. Didn't big sleeves get bigger ;
and wide skirts get wider until they j
reached the limit of women's pocket
books and cloth? So it is with every j
mode. It grows more and more ox- j
aggerated tntil it reaches its climax, j
then goes on the bargain table and ia
no more "
How the Old-Timer Lied About What
lie Didn't Do.
"When I first struck the short grass
country old John was there. He gol
me cornered one day and was so tick?
led to get a fresh victim that, he hardly
stopped oven to take a drink, until he
had sniffed me so full that I was par
tially paralyzed for a mouth afterward.
He gave me to understand that fot
years before he came to Kansas he
was one of the most dreaded despera?
does and Indian killers that evei
roamed through the Rocky Mountains
I learned afterward that he wouldn't
fight a cat, and actually trembled witt
fear whenever his hatchet-fai ed wiff
turned loose on him with her tonene
but when I first met him his blood
thirsty talk fairly made my blood rui
"He informed me that lie was known
far and wide through the mountain!
as 'Tiger Jack, the Terror of
Rockies.' But I was going to speak ol
his buffalo story. I asked him one
day. just to bring him out. if he cvei
got into any tight places when he was
hunting buffalo. "Oh, I've been is
places thai 1 suppose must fellers
would call ticklish,' lie replied, 'bni
never any place that rattled Tiger Jacl
but once, and that time I own I was
" 'I was huntin' buffalo down
Medicine Valley along in '70.
country was just alive with the crit?
ters and I was' knockin' 'em right, and
left, when all at once somothin' start?
ed a stampede, and three or four mil?
lion buffalo come rushin' down the
valley, just makin' the ground shake
as they came. 1 seen at once that 1
would have to get out of there or be
run over, but my pony was all fagged
out, and the herd kept gaining on hire
at every jump. I saw that them buf?
falo was goln' to run that there pony
down, and that something had to be
A. Picturesque OIvArael rr from Tnxnt Wllf
Added Much to the Coiiety or the National
Cniiilal During III* Toi-ui?Some l.riso.lc,
done, and done quick. W
seen that there was jus! or
do: I waited till the head !
right on my pony's flank. :
made a jump on that buffnl
" 'Then, sir, I just went ju
the back of one buffalo tu a
shootin' as I went?thought, maybe,
you know, that i could scan er the
herd and get down on the ground.
Well, sir, when I struck the rear of
that stampede 1 was only a nii!e from
home. I went out the next day and
measured the distance from whore I
jumped, and found that 1 had travel?
ed on the backs of buffalo for six miles
and a quarter. I'll toil you honestly. I
think it was a little the closest shave
I ever had."
iars' ( e
one eve nm
William IT. Martin, of Texas, the
only congressman, so far as the records
extend, who ever blew out the gas, is
dead. He died at Hillsboro. recently,
of pneumonia. He was seventy years
old. With him went one of the unique
figures in public life of the decade. Ho
had outlived his time. There is no
doubt that lie did blow out the gas in
Willard's hotel, Washington. 1). C. on
the night of November 25, 1SS7; that
the people of the hotel broke in his
door, and that he was dragged into the
hall utterly unconscious, lie was sick
for two days, but as soon as lie was
well enough to appear on the streets
he hunted the newspaper man who had
been most Instrumental in spreading
the tidiugs of his catastrophe and box?
ed Iiis jaws until his ears rang. If the
the I man had made the slightest resistance
Martin would have killed him where
In person he was six feet high and
broad of shoulder, but very gaunt. His
hair and beard wore untrimmed. His
arms, swung looseiy and he walked with
fiie long strides of the man who in his
early life had done most of his travel?
ling on foot. His oaths were so plenti?
ful they ceased to be profanity. The
words rolled from his mouth as un?
consciously as his breath. I heard him
tell once of the failure of a morning
stroll after squirrels. "I riz," he said,
"one?fine day an' snatched bold of my
?old rifle. That?son of mine had
been a-wearin' of my kittredge belt. I
went into the?woods an' was walkin'
down the-?road when I seen a?squir?
rel settin' on a?tree. I pulled the?
trigger and the?gun wasn't loaded.
The?squir'l set thar and liked to
laughed his?head off. I loaded up an'
she wouldn't work. I got a?45-calibre
kitlridge into the 44-calibre gun and I
never killed a?squir'l."
On the morning of the day when
"Buck" Kilgore, also of Texas, and also
dead, kicked his way to freedom by
smashing one of the house doors, there
had been a wordy passage between
Johnson, of Indiana, Republican, and
Grain, of Texas, Democrat, The two
approached each other excitedly and a
collision seemed imminent. At that
juncture the eyes of quiescent members
were transferred from the principal fig?
ures in the debate to the center aisle.
Grain and Johnson were not apt to
hurt each other with anything more
deadly than their hands, but in the
center aisle a dozen Democrats were
slowly bearing back "Howd'ye" Martin
to the cloakroom. His jaws were set.
his face was pale with the pallor of
death, and his eyes blazed. Tightly
ripped in his right hand was a 6-inch
A CHINESE BRICKLAYER.
Bio K?me Is l.ra CItKiig and lie Is a Credit
to 11is Kmployer.
Philadelphia has a Chinese brick?
layer. His name is Leo Chang and he
is a real credit to his employer. Chang
works for Edward Clayton, a West
Philadelphia contractor, and there is
very little about a building that he
can't do. Although Chang's method
of working is rather peculiar, he is,
nevertheless, active and artistic. Of
course, he is the victim of no end of
jokes and sarcasm, but he takes every?
thing good-naturedly. The ambitious
Celestial started to work for Mr. Clay?
ton about three years ago, and ad?
vanced so rapidly that he was able to
compete with any of his brother work?
men after serving two and a half years
as an apprentice. Chang is especially
talented in "turning" arches and
building corners, going as high as ten
"courses" at a time without trying the
plumb rule. His fellow-workmen of?
ten take delight in "rushing" him on a
rough wall, but the agile Chinaman of?
ten makes them regret the attempt.
The apprentice boys have a warm
heart for Chang, and he is very liberal
with his knowledge "of tricks of the
trade," and doesn't hesitate to teach
them the proper ways of working. He
believes in the old maxim that "ac?
tions speak louder than words," and
teaches ambitious apprentices by il?
lustrations. Chang's ability to read
plans is little short of marvelous. By
attending a night school of architect?
ure he became quite proficient in that
line, and by perseverance and close
application he soon learned to under?
stand the most intricate drawings.
Chang has no desire to return to hia
native country, but hopes some day
to be a contractor.
Oncle Silas's country store about hard | clasp-knife with the blade opened.
winds and strong winds. j was a knife that he carried, not for the
"Speaking of storms." said Abe Wil- i purpose of offense, hut to trim his nails
with every month. lie spoke only
cox, "I've seen the wind blow so fast
that it blew the town clock back sev?
"Well, well!" said Cy Campbell,
"perhaps you have seen some strong
blows, but when I lived up in Montana
my neighbor carelessly opened his door
during a storm. Well, gentlemen, you
may think I'm a liar, but the wind got
right in behind the door and turned
The approach of the bustle this sea- I the bouse completely inside out:
son has bean Insiduous and cautious,
first stealing upon womankind in the
form of a tiny pad at the back of her
skirts which the dressmaker said she
''must have" in order to take her place
And the man?" gasped several in
"Oh, he just sat on the stove, nnd
the wind carried him fourteen miles
and landed him in the top of a peach
once, and then in response to a whis?
pered word of soothing from the vener?
able David B.-Culberson: "D? it, let's
have a settlement!" He was shouldered
out, however, and taken from the cap
itol. It is rather a singular bit of
Washington jo'irnnlism that an ac?
count of this incident did not appear in
"Old Howd'ye"?so called because
that was his invariable salutation to
man and woman, boy and girl, white
and black?took out a Texas regiment
in IStil thc-y went direct to Virginia
and faced the Federal lines. The stato
Imitntor* of the Immortal G. W.
A pocketknife was returned to the
hardwareinan with a blade broken off
short. "How did you break the blade?"
asked the hardwareman. "I broke it
while cutting a little soft pine stick,'
said the man, who, like our beloved
Washington, never told lies about
hatchets, knives, or other articles of
hardware. "Very well," said the hard?
wareman, "I will give you another and
return your broken knife to the man?
ufacturer." Soon after this a small,
well-dressed boy came in and tnrew
down a twenty-five cent knife, which
also had a blade that had come to grief,
and the hoy said: "Knife's no good."
"What is the trouble?" asked the hard?
wareman. "I broke it whittling on a
little pine stick," said the boy, who
was a regular attendant at a Sunday
school. "You shall have another, my
During the week there were three
additional knives returned, all of
which had been broken cutting little
pine sticks, and each of the purchasers
was given a new knife. But one day
. ragged little fellow came into that
tore and said: "I broke that knife
you sold me and I want to buy another.
It was a good knife, but dad tried to
a cork out of a bottle with the
small blade, and I broke the large
blade trying to split a big hickory
The hardwareman threw his arms
around the little boy's neck, and in a
voice choked with emotion said: "Take
a dozen knives, my dear little fellow,
bicycle, a fishing-rod, a sled and any?
thing else that you would like to have.
You are the first one to return a pock?
etknife to me that did not say it was
broken by being used to whittle a lit?
tle pine stick."
in the rank of the decently clad who tree- Pretty soon a side of bacon and ! ment seems incredible, but it is strictly
?ir their clothes on the most fashionable I a ioaf of bread earne sailing by. ami, '
Once contracted, the bustle habit is
hard to shake off and many women
who a year ago would have repudiated
the bustle in any form are now its vic
tlms. Like the taste for intoxicants
gentlemen, I'm darned if he didn'
light a fire and cook his breakfast
right up in that tree!"
The clock in its excitement struck
thirteen, and the tomatoes turned pale.
"That was quite windy." drawled
and narcotics, the dressmakers say the I Uncle Silas, chief village liar, as ho
' bustle habit is bound to grow as it is
indulged, and the woman who is now
sontent with a small bunch will soon
Jemand a goodly shelf at the back of
Of the making of perfumes there is
qo end, and, unfortunately, they are
within the reach o? all?from Bridget,
who, on her "afternoon out," drenches
her handkerchief from a ten-cent bot?
tle, to my lady, whose costly garments
give forth a faintly delicious scent as
she leans back in her carriage. Even
the be>st must be used cautiously, a
suggestion of fragrance being prefer?
able to a heavy odor. A single drop of
violet perfume put on a handkerchief,
?several hours before it ia to be carried
will bo sufficient to please the olfactor?
ies without disgusting them by its
Strength. A woman must decide what
particular fragrance she likes best, and
ose that and that only In toilet waters,
- powders and sachets. Heliotrope sach
\ .?^?^er^c^ajjay ajn-o^ar&cjesj}?
carefully emptied his pipe into the su
gar barrel, "that was quite windy, but
out in Nevada a friend of mine started
to leave his house while tin wind was
blowing rocks as big as pumpkins
around the town. Now, I don't ex?
pect you to believe tit is. but before he
reached the bottom of the stairs there
wasn't a stitch of clothing left on his
back! (Sensation.) Yes, sir; and then
the wind blew him up against a wall
and flattened him out as thin as a wa?
fer. Next day his wife came and pried
him off with a shovel, and"?
"What did she do with him?" asked
"What did she do with him? Why,
she just dusted him off and used him
for a door mat," and as the company
slowly filed out of the door each man
shuddered as he eyed the hoary headed
liar with a reproachful look.
When the sparvowhawk is swooping
down on its prey it cleaves space at
the speed of 150 miles an hour.
true that in 18G3 tlis personnel of this
regiment was entirely changed. Every
man of the original recruitage was
dead or incapacitated by wounds.
"Howd'ye" went back to Texas and got
another. Not many of them were left
in 1SC5, when Grant's mighty and vic?
torious host was bearing down upon
the starving and disheartened legions
of Lee. An old southerner has told me
of meeting the Texan on the morning
of "the surrender," as it is familiarly
called in the south. He was five miles
from Lee's headquarters and his dirty
regulars were bivouacked by the sideof
a country road. Martin asked him of the
news. He was told that General Lee
had surrendered. Martin drew a pis?
tol from his holster. "Ef you say that
ag'in," he declared, "I'll blow you're
head off." He was assured that it was
true. Ho turned to his men and said
"Boys, I'm goin' back to Texas, where
:i man can live an' the blacks can't run
us. Who's goin' with me?" A few of
'hem responded. The others were too
weary and heartsick to move. He
headed his little hand due south, turn?
ing his back upon the chilly Virginia
fields. He got through the scattered
Federal line somehow and made his
way home. It was his boast to the
day of his death ^Uat he had never aur
fentlergtl. j ?,.
New I.etter-Wrltlnc Idea.
A woman who, like most women,
didn't believe in postal cards, but who,
also, like most women, uses them just
the same, sat down the other day for
the purpose of inditing one to her fam?
ily. With one's family one may al?
ways take liberties, and, besides, she
had very Hille to say. By the time
the woman had come to the end of
the postal card, however, she discov?
ered that she hadn't said her say.
Automatically she picked up another
postal card, just, as she would another
sheet of paper, and proceeded upon
her epistolary way. That finished,
she indited a third.
Not until she had begun the fourth
card did the woman realize what she
was doing. Then it didn't seom worth
while to render all her previous efforts
null and void, so she just put the iden?
tical address upon each card and num.- I
bering them in order, mailed the
Since then the woman has become
devoted to the scheme, and often
makes use of it. Even her family
have become reconciled to the postman
delivering a whole deck of cards in?
stead of the single one, as formerly.
The woman calls it a "continuous pos?
Nicely Balanced Muscle*.
The bones and muscles of the human
body are capable of over 1.2C0 different
SIX O'CLOOK. !
At six o'clock, when the whistles blow
And labor's grimy armies go,
With weary feet, their homeward
Happy to end the toilsome day,
I watch and wait for a girl I know.
And trudging homeward through the
Watching the roses coma and go
Upon her cheek, my heart is gay
At six o'clock.
As pure is my queen in calico
As an angel's dream on a bed of snow;
And the light in her eyes is like a
From Heaven's windows gone astray
When she greets me with her cheeks
At six o'clock.
"You are an old fool, Kingsbury!"
said Mr. Madison, rapping the bowl of
his meerschaum against the edge of
the chimney-piece to empty it of the
silvery crust of tobacco ashes.
"Forty-seven last week." said Major
Kingsbury, smiling. "Is that such a'
"To think of marrying a young girl
?yes! Do you suppose she really
cares for you?"
"She says she does!"
"Only a caprice?only a caprice,
Kingsbury, depend upon it. What
does a child of seventeen know of her
i Major Ralph Kingsbury was silent,
but his grave smile betokened quiet re?
liance upon the affection of the beauti?
ful young girl who had promised to be
"Of course," added Mr. Madison,
vindictively, "I might know better
j than to expect you to take any one's
advice on the subject. There's no fool
like an old fool, I've all my life heard."
"I am much obliged to you," said
Major Kingsbury, smiling. "But you
will come to my wedding?"
*'Oh, of course?on exactly the same
principle all the friends and relations
attend a Hindoo widow's suttee."
And Mr. Madison filled his meer?
schaum a second time and began medi?
tatively to smoke.
Major Ralph was silent also. Some?
how the words of his old college friend
had left a drop of bitterness in his
heart. Was it true that pretty Ida
Casserly was too young to unite the
fair current of her life with the stron?
ger, deeper stream of his own mature
destiny? Was it possible that she had
allowed herself to be influenced by the
remembrances that he was a rich man?
Why had he never thought of these
things before? Surely they were suf-|
ficiently evident. And he sincerely i
wished that Nicholas Madison had held
i his tongue.
"She's pretty, I suppose?" said the
I latter, abruptly, after a long interval
I "Yes!" Major Kingsbury answered,
j "What style? Dark or fair?" j
"Very fair, with golden curls, and
I eyes as blue as the bluest summer
I heaven you ever beheld!"
"Ah!" said Mr. Madison, nodding his
! head with a sort of gloomy mystery.
"And you are fool enough to believe
she loves you?"
"Madison," said the major, with
some irritation in his voice and man?
ner, "suppose we put a stop to this
I discussion. It may be very agreeable
j to you, but I confess that it annoys me
! not a little."
Madison laughed a chuckling laugh.
"Oh, certainly, certainly," said he.
"Only, if anything should happen, you
?will, at least, do me the justice to re?
member that I warned you."
Major Kingsbury did not answer,
but he could not help thinking to him?
self how very disagreeable these "old
And when Mr. Madison had smoked
out his meerschaum for the second
time, and gone, he sat for a moment or
two gazing into the red gleams of the
anthracite coal fire.
"Pshaw!" he exclaimed aloud, ris?
ing and giving himself a shake, as if
he would shake off this strange mood
of misgiving. "What should a sour old
bachelor like Nick Madison know
about a young girl's heart? I must
make haste, or I shall miss the last
up-train to-night, and Ida made me
promise I would come without fail!
Dear little Ida!"
And he opened a small velvet box
that he carried in his pocket, and
glanced admiringly at a tiny pearl
cross that lay therein.
Ah, it was quite evident that Major
Kingsbury was very much in love, in
The scarlet billows that closed over
the keel of sunset had long since faded
Into orange, when Major Ralph climb?
ed the hill that led up to Rose Villa,
the summer residence of Mrs. Casser?
ly and her three pretty daughters. Just
where an occasional gleam or two in
the Hudson could be caught, through
bowing masses of elm trees, cedars
and drooping willows.
The wide veranda was empty and
deserted, but at the sound of the bell,
Bridget, to whom the major's counten
nance was familiar, met him with a
"The young ladies is out in the gar
j den, sir!" said Bridget. "Will I call
"Oh, no, certainly not!" said the
major. "I'll join them out there!"
And he smiled to himself at the idea
of surprising Ida among her Bowers,
the fairest blos?om of them all.
Ida Casserly stood just where the dy?
ing light shone full in her face, as
lovely a young crer.ture as heart could
imagine, with eyes and hair like vio?
lets and sunshine, ar.d a rose-red
mouth all wreath'.rt i.. srnlKs. Her
i white dress, Just relieved by a scarlet
j cashmere scarf, fluttered softly in the
evening breeze, and she held a bunch
of vivid scarlet salvias in her hand.
"Why Ida!" Kate Casserly, her
younger sister was exclaiming, "I am
astonished at you! I thought you
liked the major so much!" \
"The major!" Ida echoed, with a
contemptuous motion of her pretty
head. "A horrid, old-fashioned thing!
Well enough when you can't get any?
thing else, but?"
"Then you really prefer Alexan?
"As If there could ixms'.bly be any
let 7Is?~tlo his'cheeks"! while" t? ?ft?rp
pang of Jealousy shot through his
heart. Who was this "Alexander" for
whom Ida Casserly expressed so de?
cided a preference?
"Well," cried Flora, the younger of
the three sisters, "I didn't think you
were one to throw over an old favorite
Just because a later novelty has ap?
"Don't be sentimental, Flo.!" cried
Ida, with a little grimace which made
her mouth more like a ripe cherry
than ever. "I tell you I won't have the
major about the place any longer!"
Our hero stood appalled. What bale?
ful influence had changed his shy, del?
icate Ida into this resolute vixen? He
was no Petruchio, to undertake the
"Taming of the Shrew," and he bit his
"Alexander, by all means!" cried Ida,
waving her little straw hat around her
head exultlngly. "Alexander and the
"New friends," bitterly thought the
major, as he turned away and noise?
lessly retraced his steps. "Madison
was right; she never could have cared
for me. Well, I'm glad I have found it
out before it was too late. Alexander
?Alexander?if I knew who the vil?
lain was I would punch his head for
And Major Kingsbury just succeeded
in catching the last down-train for
New York by running himself into a
The first person he stumpled over as
he entered the hotel corridor was Nich?
"Hello!" ejaculated Madison.
"Thought you had gone love-making
up the river?"
"Give us your hand, old friend!"
said Kingsbury, impressively. "You
were right-about?about what we
spoke of this afternoon. I have been a
fool. But I don't think I shall repeat
And he passed a wretched and sleep?
less night, alternately raging at Ida
Casserly's treachery, and wondering
who "Alexander" and the "Admiral"
could possibly be.
The next morning brought a little,
scented note in Ida's dainty handwrit?
"How have I offended you?" it ran.
"You came last night, but you went
away without seeing me. What has
gone wrong? Surely you will not deny
me the opportunity of pleading my
own cause. I shall be at home this
"She's Tight," said the major. "Of
course, she never will be anything to
me again, but I ought certainly to al?
low her the chance of explanation."
Major Kingsbury took the evening
train once more. Ida was waiting for
him on the veranda this time.
Her pretty, pleading eyes?her out?
stretched hand! Ralph Kingsbury
would have been either more or less
than a man to have resisted them.
"What has offended you, Ralph?"
she asked, piteously.
"Tell me," he said, still striving to
speak sternly. "Who is Alexander?"
"Yes, and the Admiral!"
Ida looked at him as if she believed
him to be crazy.
"Ida, I accidentally heard you talk?
ing to your sisters on the lawn last
night. You distinctly stated that you
preferred the beforementioned gentle?
men?and that the major was?was?"
Ida burst into a merry peal of irre?
"Stop, Ralph, stop!" she cried. "I
understand it all; I remember It now!
Yes?I did say so!"
"And I mean it, too, Ralph!" she
added, with eyes that sparkled roguish?
ly. "But you misunderstood the mat?
ter altogether. We are going to have
a new border of tuiips?the 'Due Ma?
jor' is an ugly brown, old-fashioned
bulb and 'Alexander' and 'The Admi?
ral' are beautiful double yellow varie?
ties! Look at Vlcks' catalogue for j
yourself, if you don't believe it"
Major Kingsbury's face cleared up as
radiant as a spring morning.
"What a goose I have been, Ida!" he
"Of course you have, you dear old
darling!" said Miss Casserly.
And when they parted, the pearl
cross hung round Ida's neck, and the
day for the wedding was set! Mr.
Madison was scandalized when he
heard that his friend was determined
to persist in his infatuation.
"But there's no accounting for these
things!" quoth he.
Miss Casserly changed her mind
about the tulips, however, and for Ma?
jor Kingsbury's sake, the ugly brown
tulip still keeps its place in the bulb
bed, although "Alexander" and "Ad?
miral Kingsbcrgen" are planted in the
places of honor!
I'Mtfil for Seven Yearn.
Succl, who recently completed his
sixty-fourth public fast in Rome, has
abstained from food in his performanc?
es for 2,500 days of his life?nearly
insects and tbe SVnSe of Sight.
A proof that it is not always the
sense of smell, but ofttimes that of
sight, which direct* insects to their
flowers is noted by the distinguished
French entomologist, M. R. Blancbard.
A species of spinx moth which entered
a hotel room in the half obscurity of
early morning was found to flit with
direct intent to definite parts of the
wall and ceiling.
These were decorated with paintings
of leaves and flowers, and to the lat?
ter the insect approached in repeated
attacks, thrusting forward its prob?
oscis as though intent upon intruding
it into the opened cups of beguiling
flowers. After repeated failures and
the resulting discouragement the effort
was given up, and the moth escaped
by the window. Another case of a
butterfly which persisted in visiting
the artificial flowers upon a lady's bon?
net adds an instance to recorded facts
of erring insti&c' among insects.
Knew Her Audience.
Weeks?I understand you married a
professional reader and elocutionist?
Meeks?Yes, that's right.
Weeks?I suppose she frequently en
I tertaina yow with her readings?
I Meelss?OJi, yes; she often reads me
EATEN BY PHA3
TRAGIC FATE OF AN AEROr
IN HAVANA HARBOR.
He Made an Ascension Far InlnA
Balloon Drifted Oat to Sea?W
Touched tbe Water the Sea-Wolves
Him to Pieces In an I ha taut.
"Havana harbor la as jammed ,
of man-eating sharks as the UppeB^1
noco is of alligators," said a "Was'
ton man who lived for several
the Cuban capital, "and although:
is a sorry enough thins to
to say, I did believe that,
of the bodies of the poor I
who lost their lives In the
disaster would be cast up on
beach. Aside from the big man-e
that Infest the harbors of the islani
in the South Pacific, close to the
I don't believe the waters of theW
world hold any more ravenous or i
cious sharks than those that make
bathing in Havana harbor a luxury
is indulged in only by the moet reckl
and foolhardy men. The so-ca
man-eaters of northern waters, big
ugly as they look, are generally as
cowards of the sea as coyotes a
the land, and a whole school of si
of the temperate zone will scoot from
level-headed man who keeps up
steady kicking and splashing ll
water, like a pick of rei
rats scurrying from a te
But the sharks of Havana
bor have got a taste of human 1
?for scarcely a week passes that
silly Havana man or boy does not
himself gobbled up by the man-eate;
and the fact is no longer disputed
seafaring men that once a shark
quires an appetite for human nein,
he will risk anything after that to a]
pease that appetite.
"When the city of Havana was eel'
brating, six years ago, the annlvi
of the birth of the young KL
Spain, the next biggest feature of th
blowout after the bull fights was a bal?
loon ascension by a Spanish aeronaut
named Ramon Margulles. I was spend?
ing the holiday on an electric launch
with a party of friends, and in the aft?
ernoon we watched for tbe ascension.
Along about 4 o'clock we saw the bal
loon shoot Into the air from one of th
minor plazas, with Margulies, dresseii
In gymnast's tights, banging by his.
legs from a trapeze suspended beneath*
the basket. The air was very still, and:
the aeronaut had apparently figured.?;
on making a reasonably high stralght
up ascent, and then, by pulling the es?||
cape valve, to descend within the city /
or on its outskirts. As he must have;.:
known how thickly the harbor was ln?
Tested with sharks, he could certainly ";
not have seriously entertained the ;
thought of letting his balloon descend :;
in the harbor.
[ "At any rate, when his balloon reach-g!
ed an altitude of about half a mile, wo
could see that it had swam into a cur- .
rent of air that plainly began to carry|1
it over the harbor. With the aid ot|!
our glasses we could perceive the aer?*
onaut climbing from the trapeze into :
the basket, and, a moment or so 6fter>!
he disappeared from view, It became 1
apparent to us that he had pulled the \;
escape valve, for the balloon began tS|
rapidly descend, but by the time the'-'
valve was opened the upper air currehtvi
had carried the balloon well over the".
waters of the bay. The engineer ?f|
our launch, at my direction, started^
four bells for the spot In the water;;
where we figured the balloon would deiS
scend, for we all knew that the aerb?^
naut would not be long In the water ba- S
fore the sharks got after him TbeS
balloon came down too swiftly, howev=-?J
er, for the launch to be of any assist?
ance to Margulles. We were two hun
dred yards away when the basket of Ii
the almost collapsed balloon struck the?
water. Just before the basket touched?!
the water Margulies appeared on its1
edge and dived head first into the har
bor, in order, apparently to prevent;!
his becoming entangled with the bas-V*
ket netting. We saw his head bob -up|
once, and we put on all power to reach
him with the launch. But when wo
saw a dozen big man-eaters' fins cleav?
ing the water straight for the spot?
where the unfortunate aeronaut's head.,
had appeared. We knew that it was all"
up with him. He did not show at the
surface again, and when we reached
the spot where he had jumped to ;
we saw nothing but little eddies;;
of blood on the surface of the water.If
The sharks had torn him to pieces. . J
A Petrified Ratt?ean&S?e,
A strange purification was recently!
found in Kentucky -which closely re-S?
sembles a huge rattlesnake. Whether
or not it be that is a question upon
which scientists are divided.
The curiosity was found by Farmery
John N. Brown in the mountainous
regions of Wayne County, Ky. When;
he came upon it suddenly he thought;:
It a big live snake and was frightened; ?
But when he saw his mistake he made
an examination and decided that the.;
find was worth removing to his yard, -
where it now lies. Mr. Brown de?
scribes it as follows:
"It has a head exactly resembling a :
rattler's head, but It is a little large in
proportion to the body?not enough,;;:
however, to dispose of the theory of it
having been a snake. Its head meas?
ures eight inches across in the widest -
place. It was twenty-one feet long;:
when I first got it, but the relic hunt-";
era have broken off and purloinedJ
about three feet of its tall. It is six?
teen Inches in circumference and the"
largest part of its body which is some;
nearer the head than the tail. It has the?
natural taper of the snafce; In fact, in ;
every particular it resembles a huge |
??attier in a coiled position."
i'he man whj treas :es up his s >s h--.
To cite a general rule
is either a philosopher,
Or else, he is a fool.
The man who talks and talks and talks:;
Belongs to the same class;
[.He's wiser, even, than a sage,
Or else he is an ass.
nUfUM- Gerau Thirty Years Old.
A German professor reports that bt
has found living bacteria in wino which
j hid been bottled twwaty.-fivf? n 'lib 1