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There are songs enough for the hero,
Who dwells on the height of fame;
I sing for the disappointed?
For those who missed their aim.
i Bing wicn a teariui caaence
For one who stands in the dark,
J*nd knows that his last, best arrow
Has bounded back from the mark.
I sing for the breathless runner,
The eager, anxious soul,
Who falls, witli his strength exhausted,
Almost in sight of tho goaL
For the hearts that break in silence
With a sorrow all unknown,
For those who need companions,
Yet walk their ways alone.
There are songs enoughs for the lovers
Who share love's tender pain;
I sing for the one whose passion
Is given all in vain.
For those whose spirit comrades
Have missed them on the way;
1 sing with a heart overflowing
This minor strain to-day.
And I know the solar system
Must somewhere keep in space
A prize for tbat spent runner
Who barely lost the race.
, For the plan would be imperfect
Unless it held some sphere
That paid for the toil and talent j
And love that is "wasted here.
?Ella Wheeler Wilcox, in New York World. ;
"Get out, you o!d scamp!"
It was u brilliant .luly day, with skies
cf cloudless blue, the air scented with
clover blossoms, and the brook wending
its melodious way under green masses of
peppermint; and Mr. Carey. who had
walked a long distance and had just
fallen into a do/.e, under the refreshing
hadow of a gnarled apple-tree, started
alvanically up at thi3 ungentle ad- |
"Ma'am," said he. "I assure you I am
not trespassing; I?"
But his apologetic words were cut
hum uy liio iauuu^ ui a aiuut awua. uu
the stone wall close to him; and in an- 1
ther moment a belligerent-looking red
eow came pluuging through the high
grass, directly toward his haven of re- .
He started to run, but his foot catching
in the guurled root of an ancient tree, he
fell ht adlong. The cow executed ahurdle
Heap over his pro>trate form and vanished
in a clumj) of hazel-bushes; and a
iwolute, bright-eved womau of some 40
years came to the rescue,with a flopping
unhonnet tied over her ears, and the
stick balanced across her shoulder.
'Don't strike!'' pleaded Mr. Carey,
"I'm getting off the premises as fast us
I can. I assure you I didn't know 1 was
Desire Wclland blushed very prettily
ms she pushed back the sunbonnet and
endeavored to ad ust her luxuriant rcdkrown
hair, which had broken loose from
"oh, I'm so Borry!" said she. "It
wasn't you I meant at all, sir; it was the
tow who had got into the cabbage patch.
Did I hit you with the stick? Jiut I
aever dreamed of any one but Bossy
being there. Oh, do let me run home
and get the camphor bottle."
Slowly Mr. Carey raised himself to a
iitting and then to a standing posture;
lowly ne lelt ms Kuees, elbows ana
"I'm not hurt," said 'lie?"not to
ignjfy, that is. It wasn't your stick,
xaa'm; it w.is the roots of that old tree.
It's enough to startle any maD, don't
you see, to hear himself called?an old
"Hut it wasn't you I meant," breathlessly
cried Desire; "it was the old cow.
Won't you let me run to the house and
get a capciue plaster? Oh, do, please."
1'esire was fair to look upon, in spite
of her forty summers, with big black
yes, a laughing, cherry-red mouth, and
cheeks jusi brow ned with the healihful
liue of mountain bree-es .Mr. Carey felt
himself gradually softening as he looked
"Wo," said he, "I don't (a; e for a capone
plaster. But I've walked a good
ay. and I should like a bowl of eolfee,
af it's handy."
"Oh, pray come up to the house then,"
Mid Desire. "It's only a step across the
orchard. Oh, that cow, that cow! We
must certainly have her hampered after
"Perhaps," said Mr. Carey, solemnly,
as he endeavored to straighten the
edges of his hat, "you know a family by
the uame of Welland, who live here- j
ibout. Two old ma ds, who manage a !
farm all by themselves. Very peculiar
females, I have been told."
Desire stood still and began to laugh, 1
while the deep crimson suffused her
"Why," cricd she, "it's me and Mai ina.
We arc the Welland giils."
It was Mr. t aiey's turn to Hush and
look awkward now. ;
"Oh!" said he. "Well, it don't matter.
1 have business at the Welland
"Isn't it strange that things should
happen so!" cried Desire, opening the
f*te into the dim, shadowy orchard, i
where scarlet lines grew in the tall grass,
and robbins darted in and out of the
drooping boughs. "There's the house. ;
Tou cau see it now. Malvina and I have
managed the farm ever since father died.
Philo?that's our brother?has a house
and an estate of his own, and his wife
don't want any single relations. But
we've done very well, every one says.
Here's the place: and here's Malvina."
Miss Malvina was diligently hoeing
tweet corn in a luau's hat and boots. !
She wasatali, Amazonian sort of female, i
with high chcek-bones. haircut short,
and a masculine way of leaning on her
hoe. She looked sharply around at the
sound of footsteps.
"Is it the new hired man '' said she,
"Then, Desire, you may tell him that we
don't want help that comes at this time
of day. I'll ha ve uo eight hour men on I
4tOh, Malvina. hush!" cried the
. younger sister, in despair. ''It's a j
gentleman on business.'"
In came brother Philo from the back
yard, with an auger in his hand.
U1 h:" said brother Philo, a wrinkled,
hard featured man in blue overalls and ,
boots that looked as if !hey might have .
been carved out of lignum vit c. "litis nci<?
It a n't a sew n' midline, i s'p >se, i
?r a new pa'ent reaper, nor any ?' those
labor-savin' humbugs ]i cause?" i
4'It's about your Cousin Kolf," said j
Mr. Carey, "Paul Welland's son. He's j
comeback from Australia. He requested j
me to come over here, as I happened to j
be passing this way, and see what his re- j
latious would do about giving him a I
At these words Mrs. Philo "Welland !
emerged from the currant bushes where j
she was picking the sparkling, ruby colored
fruit to make . elly. For Mrs. Philo
believed in always picking her neighbor's
fruit before she began her own.
"A home, indeed!" said Mrs. Philo.
"It's what I aiways told you. Philo. Savs
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I, that man'll be sure to come back some
day, poorer than poverty, says I; and
he'll expect us to take care of him then.
But we've worked a deal too hard for our
money?me and Philo? and if he wants
to be supported let him just go to the
poorhouse. Paul Welland always was a
rovin creatur', and Rolf ain't no better,
I'll go bail."
Mr. Philo Welland screwed up his face
into an expression of the utmost caution,
"p'r'aps you're his lawyer, sir, "said he.
Mr. Carey noddod.
"I act for him," said ho.
"Then tell him," said Philo, suc?tiniflT7
if >10 ?rnpnh we're ffoin'
to support him, he's considerably mistook
! We've always took care of ourselves;
he can do the same! Come,
Betsey, we'd better be goinV
"Philo!" cried out Desire, "how can
you be so selfish? Rolf Welland is our
cousin. If he is in want or trouble, whom
has he to look to but us? jMalvina, you
won't be so hard-hearted? The old farmhouse
is big enough lor our cousin Rolf
a3 well as for us. You never would turn
a sickly old man adrift upon the world?"
"No, I wouldn't!" said Miss Malvina,
thumping her hoe upon the ground.
"Look here, stranger, tell Kolf Welland
he's welcome to come to a home with U9.
We live plain, but we're ready to give
him a hearty welcome. Tell him to come
here at once. The sooner the better."
"Women is fools." incidentally remarked
Phiio Wella:id, chewing a stalk
of currant leaves. "If you lost what
little you've got, do you s'pose this relative
o' yourn would raise a finger to help
your Let every man take care of himself.
"And who knows?" cried Desire,
brightly, "Perhaps we can get him the
district school to teach. I heard Squire
Loamcs say that the new teacher wa9
nnt- /minor tr> Qtjiir mr?rr> f-.han a miartcr
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"I'm ?lad you can afford to take free
boarders," said Mrs. Philo, acidly. "Me
and your brother?we can't."
"J)o come in and get the coffee," said
Desire, "and a few late strawberries,
Mr. . Mr. "
"Carey is my name,"said the stranger,
who had stood immovable beneath the
tiery hail of this conversational episode.
"That is to say, it is my name now. I
chanced to make myself useful to a rich
old gentleman in the East who took a
fancy to me, and he left me his property
in his will. The only condition appended
was that I should take hi9 name
111 addition to my own. Aud Carey isn't
a bad name."
"Certainly not," said Philo, with
watering eyes. "I only wish we had a
few of that sort of old gent'emen out
this way. I'd change my name half a
dnznn tinios ji <1:iv if it would be anv
accommodation to 'era. So you're rich
eh? Jiei^ey"?to his wife?"if this
gentleman would be so kind as to come
and take dinner with us to-day "
"Xolsaid the stranger, in a clear, decisive
voice. ''Will you be so kiud as
to hear me out? Carey, as I have already
told you, is only my adopted
name. My real name is Rolland Weilaud."
"What!" roared Fhllo.
Mrs. f'hilo scrambled up so hastily to
her feet that she upset the pail, haif full
of currants. iss Malvina dropped her
hoe, and Desire, who had just brought
out a little saucer of late, luscious, red
strawberries, stbod amazed at this revelation.
'You!"she cried, "our cousin llolfl
And I nn.irlv hif. von with a stick, chas
ing the cow, and half startled you out of
your sense-, and ?
"And taught me," said the old bachelor,
with a strangely sweet smile, "that
tht re is yet a spice of unselfishness in the
conglomerate called human nature.
Cousin Desire, I thank vou for the lesson.
lielie\e me, I shall not soon forget it!"
But befo:e the day was over he had
helped Miss Malviua finish her patch of
sweet corn, and mended the defective
fence-rails where the otFending cow had
broken through, beside stacking up the
sweet-william* and nailing the big rosetree
to the frame from whence its weight
had dragged it.
''I declare," said Miss Malvina, "he's
a real < oinfort aliout the place."
"Aud ht5 has traveled so much!" cried
Desire, "and he talks so beautifully! I
only hope he'll be contented here."
There was no sort of doubt about that.
lioit \> eilanci t urey was very wen contented.
He had always hungered and
thirsted for the details of a home life ?
here it was to. perfection.
iiut >lr. and Mrs. Philo were not so
well satisfied. All their spasmodic efforts
toward friendliness were checked with
"It's too bad!" said Mrs. Philo, almost
He'll be certain 9ure to go and make a
fool of himself by marrying Desire, and
we shall never get a cent of his money.
Desire ought to be ashamed to think of
such a thing at her age.
But desire was only 4ft, and there are S
late roses as well as early ones. At least, j
so Mr, Wei land thought; at all events he
married Desire, and the Philo Wellands
"It's all our bad luck!" said they. i
For they had forgotten all about the
p:i s ige in the Bible that speaks of 'entertaining
angels unawares."?St. Louis i
Is l)pafnes9 Hereditary?
The Stnte Convention of deaf mutes '
assembled in the City Hull at Koelie3ter,
N. Y. The President in the course of
his address said, concerning the longevity
of deaf mutes, that the average,
according to present computation, is
sixty-seven years. The oldest deaf mute
in the State is Miss .Mary Tabor, of
Sci|>io, Cayuga county, aged ninetythree.
The statistical information of
the association is against the theories of
I)r. Alexander Graham Hell concerning
the hereditary tenden v of deafness. In
all but one of these institutions in the
State there were in twenty yeais "J393 admissions
to the deaf mute sr-hools, and
of these eighteen were children of deaf
muteb?almost throe-quarters of one per
cent. The President said not one of the
schools of the State was supported as it
should be. The State paid a yearly j
amount per capita of $ which was
not sufficient.? Nc>.n York Star.
Jlortcst Vegetable Giants.
Giant3 in the vegetable kingdom seem
to have developed a singular propensity
to keep themselves hidden from public
view, until, in ihese later days, science
j< grarluall; tindinnthem out. A number
hive been brought to view during |
recent years. One of the most recent is;
u plant of the Cutuj.nnu,ui\:., or ordei
of Bell-flowers. It produces a stem
reaching tive feet in height, and the
flowers, arranged along this stem, are
over six inches in diameter These huge
bells are of a pale, lavender color, a?
Bhowy as they are monstrous. Hegel,
the botanist of St. Petersburg, seems to
have been the first to have taken notice
of it, and that it is wholly new to science;
so it has been named by him for a Russian
patron of science, Mr. Ostrows^y.
Orfroii*kia mngnifim, as it is now to be,
was discovered in Bokhara in 1H84; but
it has already found its way into cultiva
tion in European gardens.? Independent, i
BUDGET OF FUN.
HUMOROUS SKETCH FS FROM
The Playful Damsel?Adding Inout#*
*/% Tn ?A lif ion niloit.
standing ? Both About
the Same Size, Etc.
"Where are you going,my pretty maid?"
"To buy a coffin, sir,1' she said.
"May I go with you, my pretty maid?"
"Yes, if you'll help me, sir," she said.
"Help you at what, ray pretty maid?
Tell me about it; don't b? afraid*"
"It's only a joke," she softly said;
"I'm going a-berrying, sir!" He fled.
Nero O'Fljmn, in Life.
Adding Insalt to Injury.
Scene at the Barracks.?Pitou, on returning
from battalion drill, stroils along
the corridors shouting with might and j
main, "Left wheel, forward, ma-a-rch!"
Adjutant Friston (opening the door)
?Four days'guardroom to Private Pi-1
tou for imitating the captain's voice by
bawling like a donkey.?La Patriole
Minister (who has just driven his horse !
| to a wedding in the country): "Can I!
! hitch out here?"
D^AQ noAfica PpJ^nrrpr.Am * * W*fl.11 nO. !
X 1 \JO |/V/V? IA ? V? l/l tuug k VVU> It .
Guess Sal and the folks''d rather have j
. the hitchin' done in the house.?Time.
Both About the Same Size.
! Mother?"Oh, doctor! I'm so glad you
j have come. We have just had such a
I scare. We thought at first that Johnny ;
i had swallowed a gold five-dollar piece." I
i Doctor?"And you found out that he 1
Mother?"Yes; it was simply a nickel."
Strangers Inside the Gates.
"Ah, it fills my heart with joy," said j
j a country minister,as the hst note of the j
I or^an died away, "to see so many i
I stringers among us on this beautiful j
I Sabbath morning. Thej^ood book says: 1
'He was a stranger and I took him in.'
The collection will now be taken up.?
No Excuse for Him.
Leader of Lynching Party?"Now, I
70ung man, make a full confessiou, or up j
Prisoner?"I wa<? fooling with a gua. \
[ pointed it at my brother, and "
"You didn't know it was loaded?"
"Men, pull on the rone and let him
A Diflflcnlr. Diasnosl*.
Old Family Physician?"What seems
to be the matter with your little dog, j
| Mrs. De Luftingweli?"
Mrs. De Luffingwell?"I think the :
! poor little fellow is having some trouble i
j with his throat; his bark is very hoarse,
j If you would kindly get down on all
[ fours, my dear Dr. Cureslow, I am quite
I sure he would bark for you.?New York
Mr. Dugan (drowsily,? "Yis."
Mrs. Du?,ran?"Ye must git up if ye
want ter ketch the 2 o'clork train. Sure,
ye tould me ter wake ye at wan."
Mr. Dugan?"An' is it wan o'clock
Mrs. Dugan?"It is that. I heard it
sthrike wau t'ree toimcs jist now."? i
She Was No Pretender.
She had refused h m absolutely and
thrown him overboard, but he persisted.
"You are my queen," he pleaded,
| "have mercy on your poor suffering subject.
Won't you love me ."
"No, I won't," she asserted emphati-1
j cally, "I mean juat what I say, too. I'm
: no pretender to the thrown."
I After that he arose and ate a bale of
I hay and died happily. ? Washington
The Old Man's Mistake.
Mrs. Hendricks was entertaining some
! ladies at a select little tive o'clock tea,
I and Hobby, who had been exceptionally
I well behaved, was in high feather.
I "Ma," he said politely, as refreshments
I were being served, "may I have some
! tongue, please?" .
"There isn't any tongue, Bobby."
! 'a?1? fnnntf *' ncurir*>onfnr]
1UOU3 HiUuj, j/vwj,
"I heard pa say there would be lots of
it."?Philip H. Welch.
A Limit to Bravery. ?
Office-boy (to editor) ? "Dere's a two- '
hundred-an'-fifty-poun'gent outside, sir,
wid red spots on his eyes, wot wants ter
Editor? "I'm no coward. James; show
him right in."
Office-boy ? "He says he wan's ter
kerlect a bill."
Editor (aghast)?"Great heavens.
James, tell him I've gone to the poorhouse
to visit my dear old father!"?
Out of the Frying Pan.
A New York man visited the family of
a relative in the country, where he was i
not a welcome guest by any manner of
means. After the visitor had spent a
couple of weeks, his much disgusted
host said one morning at the breakfast
"Dear cousm, don't you think your !
family will miss you painfully? You '
ought not leave them alone so much." 1
"i.y Jove, that's so," exclaimed the
New Yorker: "I'll telegraph them to
come right on here."?Siftin'ja.
Why Ho Gave It Up. \
Long Haired Passenger (to Stranger)
?"My, frieud, are you a commercial j
Stranger?"Yes, sir, and I'm making *
lots of money. *
Long Haired Passenger?"Ah, my
young friend, there 1s soineth ng to live (
for in this world besides mere money,
which moth aud rust corrupt, and which
thieves break through and steal. I was '
a commercial man myself once."
Stranger?"Didn't you like the busi- j
Long Haired Passenger?"Yes. but
there wasn't auy money in it."?Epoch, j
\ Matter of Pronunciation.
"Miss 'Jowjames, shall we go to the
concert this evening? The programme i
consists of selections from Wagner."
"/rom whom. Mr. Cahokia?"
"From Wagner.'' t
"I have never heard of him." t
"Great jewsharps! Never heard of <
Wagner, the groat German composer?" y
".jh, you mean Vogner. I beg par- ] t
don, Mr. Cahokia," said the Boston; i
young lady, composedly. "I did not j ]
know you were speaking of Yogner. I j <
shall be pleased to attend the concert." i
And the young man from St. I.ouis 1
presently weat out and took a great big <
chew of tobacco. ? Chicago Tribune. 1
Cross-E vamined. t
Cases in court very often serve as the | i
"timeg which try men's souls." A person
who can tell a straight and even
eloquent story, when he is given respectful
attention, is apt to stumble, and even
fall, under the fire of legal examination.
"Well, Maria, how did you come out
yesterday?" asked a country matron of a
crony who had acted as a witness in an
"I guess, if the truth was told, I came
out at the little end of the horn," said
Maria, frankly. "They mixed me all
up so't I couldn't tell whether I was
afoot or on horseback."
"Couldn't you tell a plain story?''
"I thought ~l could, but they took terrible
pains to confuse me. Why, the upshot
of it was, I even said I was married
in '.50, and born in '53!"
"Now how came you to do such a
thing as that, Maria? I al'ays thought
you was real clear-headed."
"I tell yon what 'tis, it don't do no
good to be clear-headed when there's
somebody, bright as a dollar, tryin' to
make you think black's white and blue's
"Did they cross-examine you?"'
l,Cro ^-examine me? I guess thfy did.
They 'most snapped my head off."?
A Bloodthirsty Audience.
Warde, the actor, tells a good story.
It is, I suppose, a chestnut. I never
heard a theatrical story that wa; not.
What proves it to be au old one is that
Warde names the place it occurred in.
He was playing Virginius in some small
place. You will remember that Appius
Claudius's client, who does the dirty
work, comes on in the last ar.t, has a
few words with Appius Claudius in
prison and then goes off. That is the
last that is seen of him in the play.
When the curtain fell on this performance
of "Virginius" in this smail place
Warde retired to his dressing room and
proceeded to become the Frederick
Warde of ever-day life. The manager
"Mr. Warde, the audience has not
"Well, I can't help that. The play is
done. TTiero isn't any more of it in the
' But they don't go."
"Turn down the lootlights."
".No usq. They won't stir. Won't
you go and speak to them?"
"What! Go and tell them the play's
over> Egad?I will. That will be a
Warde stepped in front of the curtain;
there the audience sat quite still.
"Ladies and gentlemen: The play is
over. Virginia is dead; Dentatus is
dead; I am dead; Appius Claudius is
Just then a voice sang out from the
rrallf>rv "What did von do with that
tD~' J ? 0 ~ ~
other sun of a gun?"?San Francisco
Aliquippa, the Indian (Jucen.
Probably few of the hundreds of
Pittsburg people who hear the name of
"Aliquippa" pronounced, and read it in
the newspapers almost daily, are aware
of the historical origin of the word. Yet,
Aliquippa was a name famous throughout
this entire region nearly a century
and a half ago, long before Pittsburg
existed, and eveu before Fort Pitt was
located at the "Forks of the Ohio."
Aliquippa was an Indian Queen, and
a woman of wide influence among her
people. The Father of his Country was
once her guest, and his journal gives a
somewhat amusing account of the visit
which he paid to her. It happeued in
this way: Washington, on his return
from his trip to Le Boeuf in December,
17;;8, was accompanied by the noted
backwoodsman, Christopher Gist, who
had also acted as hi?> guide during the
journey to the French commandant's
headquarters. Gist had settled during
the previous summer at a place now
known as Mount Braddock, in Fayette
County. The afterward distinguished
Virginian and his companion encoun*?""1
m.inw/lirtinnlii**a onH onflurpd mjinv
IDI Ull UIHUJ UllliVUlttV^ u?vt VUV?M*V?* ?
hardships during their journey. On the
night i>f December *20, just at dusk, they
attempted to cross the Allegheny
Kivor on an impiovlsed raft, above an
Indian village known as Shannopin's
town. The result was a narrow escape
from drowning for both. They, however,
.succeeded in getting to an island,
where they passed the night, suffering
bitterly from the cold in their wet garments.
The next day they managed tc
get from the island to the mainland,
aided by ice which had formed during
the night, ana mane uieir way 10 me
cabin of a man named Fra icr, an Indian
trader, who lived at the mouth of TurtU
Creek. Washing.on s iys in his journal
"As we intended to t.ike hurses here,
and it required some time to find them,
I went up about three miles to the moutl:
of the i'ougbioghcny to vi*it ^uoen
Aliquippa, who had e\p esscd great (,oncern
that we passed her in going to the
fort. I made her a present of a match
coat and a bottle of rum, which latter
was thought much the better present ol
the two. Tuesday, .January 1st. sve left
Mr. I'razier's and arrived at Mr. <list's,
at Monongahela, - anuary 2d, where 1 I
bought a horse and saddle."
Some years prior to her location on
Turtle Creek (.^ueen Aliquippa lived at a
point near Dallas, in Bedford County, i
"Aliquippa'.s town" is mentioned in a
patent to a piece of land located there,
and may have been an Indian village ol
sonsiderable importance. A score or ;
more of Indian graves marked the site of
the town at the time the region was settled
by the whites. They were mound- !
ihaped and covered by heaps of stone.
Some of them were dug open, and bones, !
beads, pipes and Indian weapons found ;
therein.?tit abttrg Di'patch.
A Street Car Utopia.
A Bultimorean, writing from Dresden,
Germany, to a friend in that city, says:
u.t was here that 1 saw the heat managed
street car line''. The hill boys are men, !
ind the 'jaded1 hill hones arc 'fiery
steeds:' all the company's employes are
miformed, an l such uniforms are not on
)ur police; they look more like our i
nilitary dress. The cars are spotless, j
louble-decked, first and second class, '
oof cheaper; first-class fare, fifteen ,
pfennigs, or less than four cents from
ind to end of the route, and ten pfen- j
"or shorter distances. The horses go !
ike race horses, and are evidently not:
iverworked. There are waitiug rooms '
it numerous crossings along the route, ;
ind the morning papers are kept on the '
acks?two papers to each car."?CWi- '
A Wild Morning Glory Pest.
Ono of the worst weeds wilh wh'ch
:he farmers of California have to deal is i
;he wild morning glory. John Young, |
)f Alameda County, is experimenting '
vith it. He tried plowing and cultiva;ion,
and that was exactly what the
norninij glory thrived on. Then he
jlowed deeply, stripped the entire field
)f sarface soil to a depth of fourteen i
nches, and picked out all the roots by J
land. The soil that remained was soon :
:overed with a fine crop of weeds. Even I
;he loose. dirt which he had piled in!
leaps yielded a good crop. Next he \
;ried salt,and at last accounts was wait -1
ng to see what would be the result. I
THE DELICATE PERFUME SO
POPULAR A CENTURY AGO. '
An Old-Fashioned Fragrant Water
That Found Favor With
Grand Dames in the
The lavender fields of Surry were once
j of gieat value, remarks the London
Standard, but the imnortatioai of the
fragrant oil from Japan and America
(cheaper in price though inferior in
quality) seriously injured the prosperity
of the h'une dealers, and some twentyfive
years ago the business of lavender
j cultivation near C'arshalton was rapidly
' declining. An energetic woman, owner
: of an oil distillery which had been in
I her family for over a century, then at|
Umpted to revive the industry, and now
j the air around Wallington is fragrant
! with the scent of the sweet plant which
! Miss Sprules ("Purveyor of lavender
Water to the Queen," us she is permitted
to style herself distills into oil and
i avender was the favorite product of
the herb gat dens of our great grandmothers.
Laid among raiment and linen
its dried flowers were valued as preservatives
against moth as well as conveyors
j of pertume. To ransack old chests in
j country houses is usually to fill the air
| with the faint fragrance of lavender.
' The expression to "lay up in lavender,"
; was a cant phrase two centuries ago for
I a visit to a pawnbroker's. Ben .Johnson
j thus alludes to a '-black satin suit whioh
| now lies in lavender," the article in
' question being pledged.
Lavender was an emblem of affection,
I possibly so selected because of its lasting
; fragrance. Drayton, in his eclogues,
; speaks of a pair of lover* exchanging
I posies of lavender aud rosemary as toj
kens of affection and remembrance.
I Some persons have as strong an antipa!
thy U scent3 as had Louis XIV., and
i his mother, Anne of Austria, fainted at
j inhaling the scent of rose3; the King
; disliked perfumes, and prohibited their
I me about him in later davs. The most
j candid of autobiographists, the second
j wife of the Duke of Orleans, Charlotte
! of Bavaria, mentions this fancy of the
King's, adding, 4'however, the Old One
(as she styles her hated rival, Madame
de Maintcnon) always used perfume, and
persuaded the King it was carried by
Persons with this dislike to strong
| scents cannot echo the praises of "sweet
| lavender," which certainly exhales a pow|
erful fragrance. The perfume is pleas:
antest when mellowed by time, and
I faintly imparted to household linen.
| "Lavender-scented sheets" are always
* described among the attractions at the
I ideal rustic inn or country abode. No
J country garden is complete without a
Uw?nr1ar KivoVi anrl tViniifrVi afrppf. rripa
. are nearly extinct in London, "sweet
! lavender'' is still retailed by hawkers
I with the old call. Old-fashioned housei
wives had a knack of weaving dainty
I ribbon-bound faggots out of sprigs of
' lavender, which were laid away with
I linen or ra'ment as perfume* and preserr:
atives against the ravages of moths.
[ Country lasses often carry lavender
; sprigs, instead of scent bottles, to
At the "Wellington distillery even the
refuse of the lavender is turned to account,
the stalks being used as a litter
i for stables as well as manure. It is satisfactory
to hear of some native industry
| that appears in anyway nourishing, and
: lavender seems such a peculiarly English
i* in fA fKfl "fitflQCO
pmut buab iv 10 awwiuiug w ?uw ui.uww?
i of things" that a native distillery should
supply this perfume to our royal palaces.
Lavender is always associated with the
typical English cottage home, the life of
, "rustic inuooence," so be-rhymed by
eighteenth century poets.
' Distilleries like those of Walllington
are of ancient date, though the name of
"distillery" usually conjures up other
visions than those of flowers. Benvenuto
Cellini, writing in 15-13, speaks of a dis,
tiller of perfumed waters which were excellent
for the complexion" as having
, lately set up a factory in Paris. According
to the Italian writer, this was the
first introduction of "perfumed waters"
into France, and he mentions that this
! distiller won favor with Francis I.
pleasing with gifts of his novel perfumes,
, and interesting by exhibiting the process
i of manufacture. Perfu.r.es are said to
I have existed in France as early as the
.twelfth century, but probably "the dis:
tiller alluded to by Cellini had intro|
duced novel machinery, nnd produced
' superior scents Perfumes of all kinds
were lavishly introduced into France by
Catherine de Medici, in whose time the
perfumer too often combined the trades
of scent maker and poisoner. There is
something eminently respectable about
I *'sweet lavender;" it is homely, unsophisticated
perfume. It is credited
with no miraculous effects oa the com >Iav!a><
. if ia naanr>infpH with nn trflcrif!
j j/JCAJUU, iV AO WsJMWV.WW- 0
tales of poisons lurking under its
scented beath. It is not imitated by
skilful clicmists, who call products of
all?many of nasty?substances by the
aUiiriuir uamc3 of fruit (lowers and fruit
perft:rae-i. \ isitors to the Surrey lavender
fields may trace the process of the
manufacture of the fragrant "water,"
from the growth of the plant through
its pa-sage through vats and sti'ls to its
final emergence as "pure English lavender
water." The favorite English scented \
planted is yet distilled in the country of
Jfa nrmnrth and thouirh lari/e Quantities I
n.7^.w.. v?, # V
of perfumes are imported from England,
Wellington can boast that it yet exports
some of its fragrant manufactures, India
beins a customer for some of the Surrey
Russian Baths. $
The Russian bath differs from the
Turkish bath, which it resembles iu
other respects, in the fact that steam is
used instead of dry hot air for inducing
perspiration and general activity of the
skin, which is the ob ect aimed at iu all
vapor baths. The bather, in taking a
Russian bath, enters ; rst a room filled
with steam, and is laid on a shelf in suc h
a position that the steam reaches every
part of his body. After remaining there
until he is in a profuse perspiration, he
is rubbed and mnnipu'atcd by an attendant
and then led out to a pool of comparatively
cold water into which he
plunges; from this ho goes again into a
steaming room or plunges alternately j
into hot water and ool. The process j
ends by a ?radual cool off in a room of ;
Shavings l'or Deadening Noise.
A variety of materials?such aa saw- j
dust, dry ashes, cork-chippings, etc., j
have been used under floors for deadening |
noi-e. A late French suggestion is the
use for thin purpose of wood-shavings j
which have been dipped in thick whitewash.
It is claimed that this substance 1
has the advantages of be ng quite in- j
combustible, an excellent non conductor ;
of sound, inexpensive, and of light \
weight. When desirable to disinfect the
space between floor and ceiling, as in
hospitals, chloride of zinc .nay be used !
to saturate, the shavings or added to the j
The Lticky Oil Driller.
"Bob" Green, of Washington, Penn.,
an oil driller who became famous in
"Western Pennsylvania from the many
lucky hits he made, especially at the
time of the Fergus oil boom, from which
he got the reputation of being a mascot,
uicu a iew uuys ago la mercy nospiisi,
Pittsburg, and the Commercial Gazette
gives an interesting sketch of his career.
The cause of Green's death was nervous
"Bob" Green was well known to oil
producers everywhere as "The Lucky
Driller." When S. P. Fergus, a wellknown
Washington county oil-producer,
first started to drill in that section he
encrased the services of Green. Tho
j territory where the wells were to be
located wau entirely new and some
distance from where the producing wells
of that country were located. Mr.
Fergus was not over sanguine, but
"Bob'' Green was, and assured his employer
that he would strike a bonanza.
Fergrls said to him:
j . "Well, 'Bob,' if you are so confident,
j I will enter into an agreement that you
' are to receive one-eighth of the oil produced
in that territory for your services
j as a driller."
| Green replied: "I will takd your offer,
and it will 'make me rich."
The drilling began. The first well
| proved to bo a gusher. The next was
an equally good producer. The boom
continued, and it was not many months
; before Green's prophecy that the agreement
would make him a comparatively
! rich man proved true. The title, "The
Lucky Driller," then fell to Green, and
his services were sought for by producers
Recently he left the employ of Mr.
; Fergu?, and leased territory in the Bakertown
district, and had been operating
for himself ever since.
Death and Burial in China.
' When the Chinese wish to declare the
extreme vexatiouaness of any piece of
work they say: "It is more trouble than
a funeralthe obsequies of a parent being
reckoned the most maddening affair
in human experience.
; Infants are buried summarily, without
covins, and the youug are interred with
few rites; but the funeral of the aged,
of both sexes, are elaborate in proportion
to the number of the descendants and to
their wealth. When a childless married
man dies, his widow may perform all the
duties of a son toward him, may remain
in his house and may adopt children to
, rear as? heirs and as worshipper of the
family manes. If his widow purposes
marrying again, a young male relative
may, with the consent of senior members
of the clan, undertake the services expected
from a son, and may inherit the
estate of the deceased.
When one is about to die he is removed
from his couch to a bench or to a
mat on the floor beeluse of a belief that
he who dies in a bed will carry the bedstead
as a burden into the next world.
He is washed in a new pot, in warm
water in which a bundle of incense sticks
is merged. After the washing the pot
and the water are thrown away together.
He is then arrayed in a full suit of new
clothing that he may appear at his best.
; He breathes hi* last in the main room,
before the largest door of the house, that
the departing soul may easily find its
j way out into the air. A sheet of spirit
money, brown paper having a patch of
gilding on one surface, is laid overi the
upturned face, because it is said that, if
the eyes are left uncovered, the corpse
may count the rows of tiles in the loof,
and that in such case the family could
never build a more spacious dom:cile.?
Popular Science Monthly.
Tnnoftl.-i An VTim W?*a1 Iao A ha TTisnfn 1
! X033CI3 V XI UIUU1 CH03 AID
"Let rae see a good silk umbrella,"
said a matter-of-fact looking man in a
Chestnut street store.
i "Here's a nice one.*' said the salesman,
holding up a fine specimen.
"I don't like these tassels," remarked
the would-be purchaser. "I don't see
what they're put on for. They're not
ornamental, and I'll swtar they're of no
"Oh, but they are useful," said the
salesman. Many a man has saved his
umbrella by having tassels on it."
"Why, instead of laying it down or
standing it against a counter when he
stops in any place, he simply thrusts one
of the tassels through a buttonhole of
his vest. When he star:s to go out of
the store or wherever he may be a tug
soon reminds him that he is escorting au
t umbrella. I lost a good customer by
explaining the utility of these tassels ?
nr riither his custom is not SO consecu
tive a-} it formerly was. He bought a
high-priced silk article one day, and
took out his knife to cut off the tassels,
when I stopped him. 'Don't do that,' I
I 'Why noti' asked ho. 'Ialways do '
when I get home. I might jost as well
doit. They're no use.'
1 explained to him that they were of
I " 'By Jove!' said he, 'that'sso. What
a fool I've been! I have invariably cut
off the tassels us soon as I got home and
put them away in my bureau. As a consequence
I have a score or more of tassels
and no umbreilas.'
"That man hasn't bought an umbrella
foj over a year, whereas be used to come
in every two or three weeks for a new
How the Balloon Was Invented.
Exercise is antagonism; at each step
force is used to lift up our bodies and
push back the earth; as the eminent
Joseph Monfcgolfier said, that when he
saw a company dancing, he mentally inverted
his view and imugined the earth
dancing on the dancers' feet, which it
most unquestionably did. Indeed, his
gieat invention of balloons was guessed
at Ijy his witnessing a mild form of antagonism
between heat and gravitation.
He, being a dutiful husband, was airing
his wife's dresses, who was going to a
ball. He observed the hot air from the
fire inflated the light materials, which
rose up in a sort of spheroidal form (you
mny have some of you noticed this form
in d:ess!). This gave him the idea of
the tire-balloon, which, being a large
paper-maker at Annonay, he forthwith
experimented on, and hence we got aerial
na/Ration. This anecdote wa> tolrl mo
by his nephew. AI. t'eguin, also an eminent
man.?Popular Science Monthly.
Philadelphia Plan of Numbering.
Some of the hotels have adopted what
may be termed the Philadelphia plan of
numbering their moms. All apartments
on the top tloor are numbered from 1 upward,
those on the t:ext lower floor from
101 upward and so on for the rest of the
hotel. The advantage of tne plan consists
first in the fact that the number indicates
of itself upon what floor the
room is situated and, second, in the delight
of the newcomer to be assigned to
a low-numbered room, although he is
really destined for a chamber near the
roof. Hrat iinprossions in a hotel are
always the most lasting, and the elevator
corrects any later disposition to tind
fault with the altitude of one's sleeping
apartment. ? Brooklyn Citizen.
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WORDS' OF WI8MK.
Death foreseen never came.
A fool is always beginning.
A hungry man is an angry man.
New meat begets a new appetite. v
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jjiany cooks ne or maim gwu u?.
When two quarrel, both are in tha
The liar is sooner caught than the '
A man's own business does not defile >
Change yourself and fortune will .
change with you.
Be punctual and methodical in business,
and nerer procrastinate.
Be not forward to assign reasons to ,
those who have no right to ask.
Act as if you expected to lire a hua- v
dred years but might die to-morrow.
The easiest labor is a burcren to him.
who has no motive for performing it.
You get more than the value of what- %
ever you give in exchange for learning; 1
The true use of speech is not so much :
to express our wants as to conceal them.
Some of the brightest lights go outy
in consequence of using borrowed o?La Yanity
is a refined selfishness which if
ever exacting homage, but never paying.
The man who has never known adversity
is but half acquainted with himself.
U J ~L a ,1
lae worm uuca uut u?o jwu ? uiius h
young man. "iou owe it the daty of
labor. , n&Z
man of independent mind shows his-s
independence by the way he treat! oltf' ,v
subjects. ' -%|| j'
Dost thou love life, then do not
squander time, for that is (he stuff life if
made of. '
It is the cultivation of the moral side,-,
of our natures that has given to our peopie
as a nation their strength and grand, '
Sacrifice being the essential basis of j
virtue, the most meritorions virtue# art'
those which are acquired with the greatest
Sometimes it is hard to tell whether a
man is firm in principle or' simply obstinate,
but the man hi rase1', never
presses any doubt.
The Liou a a Forager. :
When a lion shakes his mane and roars^
tho;e actions have a practical as well as
a dramatic significance. Like a skilful
orator, the lion not only uses the gestures !
appropriate to tbe occasion, but he usef ~
them with a purpo-e. A traveler in
Africa gives, in '-J ays and Nights by th?*
Desert," the following description oftBe
method adopted by lions in attacking
cattle and horses.
Lions, as a rule, hunt in family parties.;
A very old lion not infrequently incapacitated
from takin? an active Dart in
pursuing game, is generally to. be* found
at the head of such a coterie, and onh'm
devolves no unimportant part of the pro* ,
Down to leeward, a hundred or mora .
paces below where the draught bullocks*
are made fast when a train halts for rest,
the youngand active male3 and lionesses,
place themselves behind what available
cover is to bo found. This being done,
the old lion goes to windward of the on*
campment and shakes out his abundant 1
mane in the breeze, so that the odor ,
from it may be carried down to the excited
One snilf of the tainted breeze brings every
oz to his feet in a moment, then,
standing, often trembling with fear, they
gaze with dilated eyes into the impenetrable
darkness. Closer and closer apt.Vin
nnrpri lion tn hi* victim*.
shaking and reshaking the dense, tawny .
covering of his fore-quarters.
Then if the traveler's harness fye not
| strong, he may look out for a stampede.
Should it hold temporarily, the aggresI
sor, as a climax to his former manoeuvre,
gives utterance to his deepest and loudest
roar, when the frightened beasts, if
not secured by the stoutest fastening that
can be obtained, will break free, and
rush with inconceivale rapidity into th? >.*;
very jaws of their foes, secreted to lee-\;
A Cobra Wreak*s Vengeance.
The India Homeward Mail reports the ?
death of Mr. Andrew Fischer, an employe
of the Madras Railway Company, at
the Pennar Bridge Works on the
northwest line of the railway, under
most distressing circumstances, fle wai
employed as a driver of bridge engine!
at the Penuar Works. While he wan
seated in the veranda of his bungelo*
he observed two large cobras on the barren
plain immediately in front of the
house. Arming Irniself with a stout
stick, he proceeded to the spot and en; *
countered the snakes. He succeeded is
killing one of them, while the other,
which had been slightly wounded, managed
to escape. Mr. Fischer hunted
about for the runaway, but could not
find it. Ho then returned to h's bungalow
and rested for some time, as he
was off duty. Later in the day he prepared
to go to his work, and with that
object got out his clothes to dress. He
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his shirt when he felt something bite
him on the back. He turned round, and
to his horror found a snake on the cot
behind him, which he is said to have recognized
as the cobra he bad wounded
that morning. He immediately sought
medical relief, and all kinds of remedies
were applied, but to no effect, and he
died in the evening, leaving a widow
and an infant child, for wiiom much
sympathy is felt. "Kelleyan ' writes tc
a Bombay paper: "It is commonly believed
among the Hindus that no animal
is more revengeful than the cobra, and
that if an attempt is made to kill it and
it escapes, it never gives itself rest until
it has wreaked its vengeance upon its
A Mysterious Experimenter.
A species of Parisian Dr. Jekyll ha*
been unmasked av. Auteuil, France.
This person went down to that pleasant
suburb and racing rendezvous some days
ago. lie hired rooms in a very secluded
villa on the borders of the Bois aud shut
himself up in it, after having provisioned
himself in the town. He stuffed up ihe
key-holes of the doors, pasted white
paper on the insides of his window panes,
and surrounded himself with as much
mystery and secrecy as did thchy pochoudria,
Mr. Hyde, or the "strange lodger"
who took apartments in the mansio* of
Sampson aud Sally Brass. His neighbors
?justas semi-provincial suburban people
will do?fell to gossiping and all aorta
of theories, vague and vapory in detail,
were constructed to account for the
problematic attitude of the stranger.
The police were at last appealed to, and,
having burst in the door of the "Jekyll of
Auteuil," they discovered that he was
inoculating three ill-fated terriers with
his own blood in order to asoertain if a
bite which he had at one time received
from a dog was likely to prove fatal. He
was aiso, he contended, experimenting
in the interests of humanity, in order to
enable every man to be his own Pasteur.