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THE" ADVOCATE AND NEWS.
Once more the liberal year laughs out
O'er richer stores than gems or gold;
Once more with harvest song and shout
Is nature's bloodless triumph told.
Our common mother rests and sings,
Like Ruth among her garnered sheaves.
Her lap is full of goodly things,
Her brow is bright with autumn leaves.
0 favors old, yet ever new!
0 gifts with rain and sunshine sent!
The bounty overruns our due,
The fullness shames our discontent.
We shut our eyes, the flowers bloom on;
We murmur, but the corn ears fill;
We choose the shadow, but the sun
That casts it shines behind us still.
J. (J. Whittier.
TIIK OLD HONG.
There la a garden sweet with rone and pink
Where honeysuckle grows and virgin's
Soft turfed, and shelving to the river's
And in that garden grows my heart'
Klin moves about It like a living rose,
And from my bout a I come up the
1 see, 'mid all the flowers her garden grows,
The living Illy of her garments gleam.
At night I walk beside the darkling tide,
Where the drowned stars among the lilies
See her bright window on the farther Hide,
And bless the huppy roof that shelters
And when I touch that fair enchanted land,
Among the roHes in the sunlit noon,
She comes to me and takes mo by the hand,
And Life's a song, and Love, true Love,
the tune! Pall Mall Gazette.
Happy Is he who wisely knows
To use the gifts that heaven bestows;
Or if it please the powers divine
Can Buffer want and not repine.
The Persian Jewels.
Who has not heard of the Persian Jew
el?; their glory, their number, their
priceless worth? When the doors were
unlocked and I was taken Into the pea
cock throne room, says a writer In the
Illustrated Magazine, I found myself sur
rounded by massive wealth unequalled
In the world. Nowhere are such treas
ures. Hut nowhere, also, 1s there such
an accumulation of rubbish. I will, how
ever, dismiss the rubbish, and refer only
to the treasures. Down each side of the
room were chairs entirely covered with
bheeted gold, and at intervals were ta
bles of gold, nailed, I shuddered to note,
with the commonest of cheap blnck
At the far end of the room was the
wonder of the world the Peacock
Throne. Whether It is one of the seven
thrones of the Great Mogul, and was
brought from Delhi I don't know. Hut
it is certainly the most costly ornament
that the eye of man can look upon. I
inspected It most carefully. It Is en
tirely of silver, a great eampbed struct
ure, but modeled in lovely designs. It
la incrusted from end to end, and from
top to bottom, with diamonds. At the
back is a star of brilliants that makes
you blink. The rug on which the Shah
sits la edged with precious stones, and
the pillow on whjch he reclines is cov
ered with pearls. 1 could keep on writ
ing about the dazzling beauties of the
throne of the king of kings. But I
never could get beyond declaring
It to be a superb Jewel. Some peo
ple have valued It at 5,000,000.
Its real value la between 2,000,000 and
' But though the Peacock Throne la the
magnum opus of the Persian crown Jew
els, it by no means extinguishes the
magnificence of the other treasures. Who
can attempt, however, to recount the
number of the Jeweled arms, the royal
crowns, the flashing aigrettes, the trays
piled up with cut and uncut stones,
and the bowls filled with pearls that you
can run through your fingers like a hand
ful of rice? Every one has heard of the
Darla-i-Nur, or Sea of Light, slater dia
mond to the Kuh-I-Nur or Mountain of
Light. Every one has also heard of the
Globo of the World, made by the late
Shah of seventy-flve pounds of pure
gold and 51,330 gems the sea of emer
alds, Persia of turquoises, India of ame
thysts, Africa of rubies, England and
France of diamonds, and valued at
Bridging the Atlantic.
A sea tamed, harnessed, robbed of its
terrors, no longer the "trackless" sea,
but marked by shining steel from Sandy
Hook to Fastnet Light lighted, policed,
patroled, ambulanced until it is as safe
as Broadway, with men watching by day
and night to guide vessels, to shelter dis
abled crafts, and telegraph for help when
needed a 3.000 mile street of the sea,
witu au mouern sareguaras. rnis is, in
brief, what a great syndicate of French
capitalists proposes. And high engin
eering talent has pronounced the propo
To make the Broadway of the sea is
the Joint plan of an Italian named Car
vel lo and a Frenchman named Lemieux.
Public experiments have been made by
tnem at me moutn or the river Seine,
near, the ocean, which seem to demon
strate that success Is possible. Sig. Car
vello has invented a ship which, In this
Instance, will serve a novel purpose. Its
framework consists entirely of steel
tubes covered with steel netting, -with
quarter-Inch meshes, which are filled in
with concrete, rubbed smooth to dimin
ish liquid friction.
Asjthe bird files the distance between
Havre, France, and New . York City is
3,000 miles. A sailor in the mast can see
at a distance of fifty miles the masts of
any vessel which may happen to be at
that distance. Bearing in mind these
facts, this enterprising syndicate pro
poses to construct from sixty to eeventy
five shipB built on the plan of Carvel lo,
and fitted with great searchlights, and
station them fifty miles apart in an al
most direct line across the Atlantic.
But Instead of moving about from place
to place each Is to 'be supplied with
eight immense cables of woven steel
wire, similar to those upon which hangs
Brooklyn bridge, but smaller. Three of
these cables will hang from each side of
the vessel and the other two from front
and rear, all at angles of forty-five de
grees with the ship's sides, and each
will be fastened by Immense anchors to
the nearest . ocean bottom that can be
discovered by sounding. There will thus
be established a straight line of sta
tionary ships directly across the ocean
and at regular intervals of probably fifty
miles. Chicago Tribune.
A man philosophises better than a
woman on the human heart, but she
reads the hearta of men better than he.
Care Ib to b takeu that our hearts
may be always the working pace and our
members the Instruments of God, in
which and through which he ran per
form everything himself. Golden Treas
ury. When God thought of Mother, he must
have laughed with satisfaction and
framed it quickly so rich, so deep, so
divine, so full of soul, power and beauty
was the conception. Henry Ward
"If we are to live after death.why don't
we have some certain knowledge of it?"
said an old skeptic to a clergyman.
"Why don't you have some knowledge of
this world before you come into it?" was
the caustic reply.
It is a high, solemn, almost awful
thought for every individual man that
has his earthly Influence which has had
a commencement, will never, through all
ages, were he the very meanest of us,
have an end! Carlyle.
Creation is the organ, and a gracious
man finds out its keys, lays his hands
thereon, and wakes the whole system of
the universe to the harmony of praise.
Mountains and hills, and other great ob
jects are as it were the hase of the
chorus; while the trees of the wood, and
all things that have life, take up the air
of the melodious song. Spurgeon.
The Ideal citizen is the man who be
lipves that all men are brothers, and
that the nation is merely an extension
of his family, to be loved, respected and
cared for accordingly. Such a man at
tends personally to all civic duties with
which he deems himself charged. Those
which are within his own control he
would no more trust to hia Inferiors
than he would leave the education of
his children to kitchen servants. The
public demands upon his time, thought
and money come upon him suddenly,
and often may find him ill-prepared;
but he nerves himself to the inevitable,
knowing that In the village, State and
nation any mistake or neglect upon his
part must Impose a penalty, sooner or
later upon those whomhe loves. John
Oaring for the Teeth.
Do not eat, or do not feed your chil
dren on, white bread, which is deficient
In phosphates, and causes the teeth to
crumble, a (little hard food requiring
thorough mastication should be taken
at every meal. The teeth should be
brushed both night and morning. Avoid
sweets. Drink at least two quarts of
water a day a glass the first thing in
the morning, another the last thing be
fore going to bed, the remaining quan
tity between meals. Consult a good den
tist every six months. Ladles' Home
The Daisy in the South. '
A Southern man was very much inter
ested in the editorial published in the
Post Tuesday morning about the daisy.
He said that the daisy was never known
in the South until after the war. Now
every part of the South visited by the
Union array is covered with daisies.
"Sherman brought them to us," he said,
"and the march to the sea can be fol
lowed in the summer time by keeping
where the daisy grows. The seed seems
to have been Imported in the hay that
was brought along to feed the horses.
That is the only explanation that has
ever been made of It. Washington Post.
While bathing at Long Branch a youth
dived la thAllow. water and burled Mi
head in the soft sand, his legs sticking
up in the air. Had it not been for his
father, who was standing close by, the
youth would have been drowned. As it
was the sand crept into his ears and
burst the drums, making him stone deaf.
Effects of Strong Tea and Coffee.
Dr. Bock writes as folows respecting
the influence of these drugs: The ner
vousness and peevishness of our times
are chiefly attributable to tea and coffee;
the digestive organs of tea and coffee
drinkers are iln a state of chronic de
rangement, which reacts on the brain,
producing fretful and lachrymose moods.
Ladles addicted to strong coffee have a
characteristic temper, which I might de
scribe ias a mania for acting the perse
cuted saint. The snappish, petulant tem
per of the Chinese can he ascribed to
their Immoderate fondness for tea. Sci
The Young People.
TIIK HTKEAM OF LIFK.
By the stream of Life stands a fair young
And she looks to the distant sea;
No thought of Borrow, no weight of care,
For her heart is light and free.
She watches the stream as It glides along,
And on her lip is a careless song;
For her heart Is bright as the day Is long.
And the stream flows on to the sea.
A maiden stands by the stream of Life,
Her heart still light and free; ,
How fair and bright gleams the silver tide,
How far it looks to the sea;
The days are long, there Is naught to do,
The burdens of life are very few,
The world is fair and the sky is blue,
And the stream flows on to the sea.
A woman stands by the stream of Life,
And wearily looks at the sea;
The days are short upon her Hps
There Is no song of glee.
Her eyes are tilled with bitter tears,
Her back is bent by the toil of years,
Her heart Is filled with many fears,
While the stream flows on to the sea.
By tho water's edge stands a woman old,
At last she has found the sea;
Where the stream of Life meets the stream
Of Death, that flows to Eternity.
She looks and longs for the snowy sail,
She watches and waits for the boatman
The storm of life has passed with the gale,
And the stream has found the sea.
David R. Summers, in Kansas City Star.
Biggest Beehive in the World.
Did you ever see a bee tree with a
Bwarm of bees around it? Weil, mag
nify that about 10,000 times and you will
have a slight idea of a natural beehive in
Mendocino county, not far from Uklah.
But this one is not in a tree. It is in a
rift in the face of a cliff, andtradltion has
it that there is a large cave on the inside
where the myriads of busy Insects make
This great natural curiosity is known
to residents of the adjacent country as
"Bee Rock," and they have grown to
look upon it as commonplace, when in
reality it Is the only beehive of the kind
in existence; at least, the probabilities
are that it is, for no reference to such a
freak can be found in any scientific or
popular work on entomology. In fact,
the bees live there contrary to all ac
cepted theories in regard to their habits.
Natural beehives in hollow trees are all
right, but why this particular colony
should have selected a hole in a rock
is put understanding.
Ttere ia no daczr of a person get
ting very near this natural beehive with
out 'knowing it, for at all hours of the
day a swarm of Insects hover about sev
eral hundred feet In all directions. An
incessant, maddening buzz fills the air
that can be heard an eighth of a mile
and serves as a warning not to venture
too near. But men do venture near
after first having put on a suit of leather
clothing, fastened a mask of wire screen
around their hat brim and lighted a good
big torch. These precautions are abso
It takes nerve to approach close to the
opening In the rock, and the experience
Is a never-to-be-forgotten one. Bees to
the number of millions of millions will
light on the intruder, humming fiend
ishly, and endeavoring to sting him to
death. They form a perfect cloud, and
the air is filled with a fetid smell and a
fine dust that gets through the screen
and causes an irritation of the eyes. The
I tiny insects really show signs of vlclous
ness, and fly Into the flame of the torch
in countless numbers as though they In
tended to extinguish it. Round and
round they fly with a deafening buzz,
and strong Indeed is the man who can
stand the onslaught of the tiny foes for
more than a few minutes.
It is almost Impossible to make out
just where the entrance to this natural
beehive is. There is a sort of a cavern
In the cliff that seems to have a crack
through the inner wall from top to bot
tom, but most of the bees hover around
a hole about 18 inches wide and appear
to make that the point of ingress and
egress. Many days it Is impossible to
even see the cliff, so thickly covered is
it with insects, and they roll In and out
of the opening like a stream of molasses,
fighting, stinging, buzzing with madness.
During the summer dead birds can al
ways be seen on the ground around' the
mouth of the hive. They have been
stung to death while attemptln to fly
through the swarm of Insects. Four
footed creatures never venture within
half a mile, of the hive, seeming to know
that death lurks there.
In front of the mouth of the hive there
Is a pile of dried honey that has flowed
from the interior. It looks like a heap
of molten lava that has been hardened
after being discharged from a volcano.
. A party of men living in the vicinity
claim to have entered the natural bee
hive several years ago. They selected a
cold day in winter, when the bees were
half dormant, and poured coal oil and
benzine around and into the opening.
Then they made a big fire of wood so
that the whole cavern was filled with
flames. Then they poked the redhot em
bers down into the opening and so killed
every bee in it.
But there was not much to see after
the men got inside. Only a large cave
with the walls covered with gum and
dried honey and enough of the sweet
ness In pools in the bottom to lost a big
city for several years. Of course, the
honey was unfit for use on account of
being full of dead bees and ashes from
the fire. The men, however, did not lin
ger in the cave any great length of
time, as it was foul-smelling and stifling.
Although countless millions of bees
must have been destroyed on this occa
sion, the next summer they were as '
numerous as ever and Just as vicious.
Indians of the neighborhood ay that
in "the good old days" the bad men of
their tribe were bound hand and foot
and carried to within a ehort distance of
the beehive by men wrapped in blankets.