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made an address in Spani-h, congratu
lating the people and the railroad in a
few well-chosen terms.
General Mathews followed, and aaid
that when he was invted to speak, sev
eral days ago, he said he waa no speech
maker, bnt on being told that the Santa
Fe never did anything by halves and
wanted him to fill up. he consented.
"Tbe great civilizera of tbe age are the
miaeionariea, the press and the railroads.
For an instant look back to the time
when the plains were crossed by ox
teams, and realize what a short apace of
time separatee that period from the
present, when we are whirled swiftly
east over ateel raila. The building of
this auperb edifice and the enterprise of
thia railroad ia making Loa Angeiea a
city eecond to none in the union. Not
alone we of the Angel city but all South
ern California should be congratulated
on its presence, and both city and coun
ty officials should extend a helping band
to the roads here and those wishing to
come, and aome day we will ace one
grand union depot."
Assistant City Attorney Dunn was then
introduced and stated that Mayor
Rowan was unable to be present, and
that he had been deputized to act as his
"By a drawing of cuts," said he, "tbe
lot developed upon me, and I'm afraid
yon will be tbe sufferers."
Mr. Dunn referred to the time when
tbe exact spot on which the new bu id
ing stood was a mass of shifting sand,
tbe bed of the Los Angeles river. "The
railroad company has built a coatly
levee, given $40,000 towards viaducts,
and added hundreds of thousands of
dollars to the tax rolls, and pays $30,
---000 taxea; and yet it has never asked
assistance from the people. It has
never been offered them, it ia true, and
if it was, I don't think it would re
fuse, as a railroad accepts everything it
can carry." He believed thatthe Santa
Fe had done more for the country than
any one single agency, and with hearty
congratulations to Mr. Wade he closed.
Other addresses of congratulation were
made by ex-Mayor Hazard, Assembly
man R. N. Bulla and Col. Dan Free
man. The latter stated, in response to
repeated calla for Prof. T. S. C. Lowe,
that the profeeaor was Buffering from a
severe cold which rendered it impossi
ble for him to speak.
Thia closed the first part of the pro
gramme, and the speakers, in addition
to membera of the council and other
invited gueata, retired into the new
dining rooma of the depot and were
regaled with a aumptuous repast. The
Donglaa' band diecoursed music all the
afternoon, and it waa listened to by
many of those who were unable to visit
tbe new depot in the morning.
The decorations in the interior of the
depot were beautiful. There waa a pro
fusion of palm, pepper and cyprees
branches, while geraniums, rosea, mag
nolia bloaaoma and tube roses smiled out
from tbeir green envelopements and
filled the air with delicious perfume.
The center of the rotunda was covered
with rare potted plants while gracefully
festooned aronnd the base of the dome
being sprays of amilax.
The following ladiea Mrs. and Miss K.
H. Wade, wife and daughter of the gen
eral manager; Mrs. W. B. Beamer, Mrs.
H. G. Thompaon, Mra. E. W. McGee,
Mra. F. J. Parka, Mrs. A, P. Maginnis,
Mrs. J. E. McNeil deserve great credit
for the taste and skill they showed in
both exterior and interior decorations.
THE FIRST TICKET.
The firet ticket Bold at the new station
waa for a trip around the kite-shaped
track. It waa form No. 55 and ticket
No. 6250, and the purchaser waa 11. W.
Letters of regret were received from
Governor Markham and Mayor Carlson
of San Diego.
The Southern California Railway
company's lines enter Lob Angeleß both
from the north and south, meeting at
La Grande station, which ia centrally
located at the junction of Santa Fe ave
nue and First atreet. The depot grounds
have a frontage of 600 feet on Santa Fe
avenue, and the main depot buildingß
occupy about 320 feet of this frontage.
The abutting streets are 100 feet in
width and well paved with Belgian
blocka and porphyry. Both electric and
cable care pass tbe depot, connecting it
with all parts of the city.
"La Grande Station" is a one-story
structure of Moorish deaigo, variously
modified, bowever, in adaptation to tbe
requirements of the purpose it is to
serve. It ia 320 feet in length and from
40 to 60 feet in width. The outside
walls are of pressed brick, with Flagstaff
sandatone trimming, and the interior
riniah of Oregon pine and redwood. In
the center of the building ie a large ro
tunda, 75 feet in circumference, sur
mounted by a handsome dome. This
is the main entrance to the building,
both from tbe street and train sheds.
From thia rotunda, entrancoa lead to the
ladies' waiting room and parlor, the
gentlemen's waiting room, the ladies'
lunch room . and gentlemen's lunch
room. Windows from the ticket office
also open on thia rotunda, aa wall aa to
the gentlemeu'a waiting room aDd the
platform. South of the ladies' and gen
tlemen'a waiting rooms iB a large, open
waiting room, 30 by 80 feet in size. Thia
will doubtleaa prove to be a very popular
feature in the mild climate of Southern
At the aouth end cf the open waiting
room another section of tbe building,
90x40 feet, contains a commodious bag
gage room, with separate doors for re
ceiving and delivering baggage, and an
equally commodioua room occupied by
Wella, Fargo & Co.'a expreaa. This
portion of tbe building contains offices
for the Pullman car company, United
Statea mail clerk and division baggage
agent, ac well aa a room lor conductors.
Offices for tbe auperiutendeut, train
master and diapatcher are provided in
the northern portion of the building.
The entire building will be lighted by
electricity, but it ia alao fitted for gae.
North of the depot ia a beautiful
park, containing many rare plants and
flowering shrubs. A neat, graveled
walk, laid cut in the form of the famoua
kite-shaped track, ia a novel and at
tractive feature of thia park. In tbe
center of the larger circle ia a miniature
Loa Angeiea ia to be congratulated on
the notable addition to her railway
facilities in the beautiful La Grande
Mrs. ftfayhew In Charge.
Editors Hkbald : Everyone ia inter
ested in what ia going on in Chicago,
and aa one of tho patrons of the puliic
schools of Loa Angeles I take great pride
in them. It iB, therefore, with pleasure
that I ccc one of our teachers, Mra. May
hew, ao favorably brought to notice
In the meetings of the Educational
congreea Mrs. Meyhew was repeatedjv
called upon for her views in reference to
the qualifications required in kinder
garten teachers, and the music for the
kindergarten schools. It adda to the
distinction that it waa Prof. W. S.
Harris, of the Educational bureau in
Washington, D. C, under whom Mrs.
Mayhew taught in St. Lonia, who so
publicly recognized her abilities.
In the same meeting were Mr. and
Mra. Hailman, Mra. Hughe? of Toronto,
Mißs Harrison of Chicago, Mine Shepel
of Berlin, Mr. Heineman of Germany,
Miss Brooks of New York and a great
many others, prominent kindergarten
teachers. Mrs. Mayhew'a remarks and
ideas were highly complimented by
tboee who heard her, and through her
Loa Angeiea city baa received well de
served recognition. Patron.
AT POLLYS' PARK.
A LOT OaT GOVBRNMBNT LAND
NORTH OF SANTA MONICA.
a Piece of Land About Six Ml lea Square
Which Ia Still Owned by Uncle
Sam—A Deltghifnl Region
In all Particulars.
There is eituated a beautiful, well
watered and timbered piece of country,
about six miles square—that ia if it were
equare, which it is not, —which lies
about 20 miles north of Santa Monict
and five miieß from the aea, which etill
belongs to Uncle Sam, and for aome un
accountable reason has never been eur
veyed, which for want of a better name
I will call Polly's park, which haa never
bean deecribed or written about in the
Believing that a brief description of it
would prove interesting to Hkbald read
ers, I concluded to make the journey, ccc
the land of promise, hold converse with
its inhabitants, and sort of Moaea-like
epy out the land.
We—that is my good, faithful dog and
myself—left the train at Santa Monica,
and after quizzing the gentlemen who
are always noted in every community as
tbe old-timers, we ascertained that the
only way to reach the land of pure de
light was by horseback, and being intro
duced to a broncho who waa called
Israel, because he was here before our
Lord, I suppose, we started with provis
ions enough for at leaat a day's journey.
We started, leaving behind all the
glories of Santa Monica as the sun waa
rising, intending to reach our destina
tion, the mansion of Sir Polly, the Bams
day, after vyhoin we had the honor of
naming the undiscovered country to
which we hope some day to return.
We bad not gone far before we met a
charming couple in Mr. and Mra. Lip
ham of far off Boston. Mr. Lapham'a
front name I cannot remember, it being
a peculiar biblical one; like the one our
honored vice-president adorns, and for
want of a better one, I dubbed him
Silas. Tbey were particularly anxious
to join our party, and after agreeing to
abide the decision of the dog and Israel,
who acquiessed, we started northward
with the hills in front of us, the sky
overhead, the sea at our feet, and en
thusiasm in our hearts, for were we not
to epy out the promised land?
We reached the Malibu ranch about
4 in tbe afternoon, hungry and tired,
and concluded to camp on the prince'y
domains of Mr. Frederick H. Rindsro,
which formerly belonged to Don Mateo
Keller, well known to Loi Augelefioa.
The evening was all that man could de-
Bire, and as we pulled on our pipea and
the cloudy wreatha ascended skyward,
we pitched our tent, while Mrs. Lap
ham sang an improvieed parody on
"Alter the Ball ia Over," called, "After
We Get Home."
In the morning we had fish for break
fast and started for Polly's park. We
found men at work on a road which will
run from the Malybu ranch to the park
and will cost $1500, of which amount
Mr. Rindge contributes $600, the
county $500, and the people who hav<s
squatted on the land up there the re
maining $400. This will give them a
Rood road all the way to Port Loa Ange
les and Santa Monica, At laat we ar
rived there and our expectationa were
more than realized. Tbe land ia eu
perbly timbered with live oaka and ex
tends from the Malybu ranch to the
Conejo valley in Ventura county, and
there are 20 families on the land who
have cultivated it, built themselves
houses, have cattle and beea in abund
ance. It ia superbly watered and in the
center Mr. Polly keepa a little store. We
drank Mr. Polly's health and called the
place Polly's park, which ao inflated the
hoaest granger that he treated again.
Game abounds in every direction, and
the call of the quail is as familiar as the
aong of the mocking bird.
We found a Mr. Decker, who haa be
come famous aa a deer hunter, and he
haa planted an orange and apple or
chard, which ia particularly thriving.
We aIBO found an old-time friend in
Mr. Newton, who haa a lot of beea and
cattle, and gave us a sample of bia cook
ing in pancakea with honey, fit for the
last course of even Hotel Arcadia.
Tne tract ia undoubtedly the best bee
pasturage in the county, aud the white,
black and blue sage abound.
It waa with deep regret that we were
compelled to return home, intending to
get a piece of the land if Undo Sam, the
dear old man, would only survey and
put it on the market; for it ia the
sportsman's paradise, with a rich
loamy aoil that will grow anything, well
watered, with an altitude of about 1500
feet, ond still near enough to the sea to
feel ita temperating influence. Some
day it will be one of Santa Monica's
most delightful suburba. It will proba
bly be on the line of the Southern Pa
cific's new coaat line. Hemingway.
The Line* in the Hand-
Cleveland Leader: Square or spatu
lated ringers, in the science of palmistry,
denote the philosophical and practical
temperament. Taper fingera aignify an
artistic temperament, and very pointed
digits are a cure sign of the dreamy,
psychical nature, Much ia learned by
the general quality and configuration of
tho baud and palm, as well aa by the
lines which cross the latter. The life
line running around the base of the
thumb denotea long or abort life, good
or ill health, according aa it ia long or
short, clear and unbroken or otherwise.
The "heart line," running acroaa the
palm nearest the base of the fingera, aig
nifiea the quality of the posaesaor'a
emotional nature, alao the kind of love
eb<! will give and receive. Thia will be
enduring or temporary according to
whether the line be long and clear,
forked or croaaed and chained. Below
thia ia the head line, which indicatea
the mental and moral quahtiea and
achievementa and deficiencies. The
line of fate runs perpendicularly acroaa
the middle of the palm and ia a very im
portant factor in the happinesa or un-
Lappineaa of ita owner. It ahould be
clear and narrow, unchained and un
croased by the fine wrinkles which score
bo many palms, and it should never
come to an end on the line of the heart,
since thia aigmfiea diaappointment in
love. A croae on the "Mount of Mer
cury," which ia juat at tbe baae of the
for or index finger, is,an unfailing sign
of a happy marriage.
LOS ANGELES. HERALD: SUNDAY MORNING, JULY 30, 1893.
Bine, sweet; it U the twill*lit Bonn
Thy voice ertns* re»t and peace.
And unto the* 1* irH »a the powur
To bid alt discord cease.
Let day fade with Ha lead of sorrows:
Now ia vaougji for me;
I rare not for tbe coming marrows.
For they may banish thee.
Oh. that thia ere could la»t forever.
Ambition's sun be set.
For with thee near my heart would never
The busy world regret.
Only count as aa Love's immortals;
Lot each be one In soul:
Bid Night halt at tlie western portals
Aud Death collect no toll.
Then twilight would be fraught with
Bathed in Faith's goldon stream.
And each to each all love would render-
Sing, sweet, and lot me dream.
—Flavel 6. Mines iv Harper's Weekly.
THE STUFFED CAT.
I was all alone one evening in my
Do you not know ttrts study? That is
natural because I never hare introduced
you to it. Perhaps you would not like
it. I like it very much—first of all be
cause it is mine, aud then because I have
arranged it according to my tastes.
There ia a little of everything in it—a
colossal writing desk with an infinity of
drawers and pigeonholes, a bookcase,
some shelves for books, two tables, one
large and one small; a divan, an arm
chair, on the floor rugs and cushions
thrown down everywhere, pictures on
the walls, a gas lamp in tbe center. In
one corner on top of a column of black
wood is a stuffed cat—a magnificent
tiger striped cat with sparkling green
eyes that seems ready to spring down
from its pillar, tired probably of acting
In this deu or study, as you please to
call it, I pass beautiful hours, day or
evening, writing, reading, meditating,
smoking and doing nothing.
It is here that I retire in hours of the
blues, in those hours of unconscious, in
stinctive ill humor which one cannot ex
plain or justify and which exactly on
that account one translates into an ex
traordinary nervous irritation.
This deu is the despair of tny wife and
the rest of the household because they
are positively forbidden to touoh, to
even move a book or a paper under that
pretext of putting into order which re
solves itself into real disorder. I will
wager that if my wife, my sister-in-law,
my nieces, could arrange my den accord
ing to their tastes, turning it upside
down, they would be happy. But they
do not venture for fear of me. Only
when I speak of my study all those
feminine lips curl with smiles, disdain
ful, ironical or compassionate.
It is especially the stuffed cat that jars
upon their nerves, My wife absolutely
wished to throw him away, give him
away, destroy him. I was obliged to de
clare to her that such an outrage would
immediately provoke on my part a de
mand for legal separation pending the
approval of divorce by vote of the Italian
chamber of deputies.
Now that I have presented, so to say,
the surroundings, I will go on to relate
the fact, the terrible, frightful fact that
has taken place in my delicious den and
to which I am indebted for the gray
hairs that embellish my 36-year-old locks.
One evening in the autumn all my
family was in the country. I only had
staid in town to attend to some urgAt
I was all alone in the house. A worn,
an came every morning to clean, to
sweep and air the rooms and went away
after noon. I dined at a restaurant.
Now, for some days I thought that I
noticed in my study something strange,
odd, unaccustomed. It had the same
effect upon me as if something were not
in its place. I would have taken my
oath that certain books had been moved,
certain papers bad been rummaged.
I questioned the domestic, who swore
and perjured herself to the effect that,
faithful to her trust, she had touched
nothing, but limited herself to
sweeping the fldVir and dusting the furni
ture. And no one else ever entered the
One morning it seemed to me that the
stuffed cat, my good cat with the green
eyes that I called Tic when he was alive,
had been touched. Certainly his attitude
was not the same or I was dreaming.
Yes, yes, his head was turned another
way. and the expression of his face, that
of an honest feline, was different from
that which I was acr.ustomed to have
before my eyes. How in tho world had
such a strange phenomenon happened?
But this waa nothing. For two or
three evenings, shut up iv my study,
writing—aloue in the large apartment—
1 thought I heard singular noises here
and there. I arose from the desk, went
out of the study and all through tho
house, carefully examining every room,
stopping now in this one, now in that, to
listen. Nothing. The Dooms were de
serted; the silence was complete, pro
Then I returned to my study and set
to work again. But the noises persisted
and became more decided and frequent.
I would have sworn that some mys
terious and invisible being was scratch
ing in the walls or foneing some lock.
One evening indeed it seemed to me
that the noise was just behind me, and I
Well, I would have taken my outh
that I saw the cat Tic move almost im
perceptibly, aud hi 3 eyes gleam brighter,
and his back arch, and his bold, majestic
tail stretch itself in an act of defiance.
But surely it was an hallucination, be
cause the cat was still in his place, im
passible, and gave no sign of moving
from his column.
All these small things, insignificant and
extraordinary at the same time, had im
pressed and disturbed me. By instinct,
by nature, I don't fancy what I cannot
explain. lam a foe to the supernatural,
the marvelous, the mysterious. I like
to see clearly within and around myself.
I, you see, am of a well balanced and
sound temperament. Nervousness, mor
bidness and eucii nousense annoy rue
and are repugnant to me.
And as I think I know myself pretty
well, I was surprised and bored by a
Btate of mind so contrary to my habits
andnaturo. Evidently my physio-psy
chological system was in a moment of
How could I get out of It—be cured?
Must JLtoo, take the feat train and so
into the country? Perhaps tliat wonld
be the beet way. But unfortunately I
could not. I had an important engage
ment to supply some work, and I oould
ni» rnn away and leave it for whims of
a dreamer fit for a hysterical woman.
"Per baccol" I told myself, "Pay no
attention to the thing! Let no be a man,
what, the douce!"
And I returned home that evening as
usual, after having dined and visited tha
I had planned to work hard that even
ing, in order to make haste to finish.
Having entered the house I made aa
usual an inspection of the apartment
and found everything as before. Not
even a chair ont of place. Then I went
into my study and lighted the gas, to be
But as soon as I seated myself at the
desk and cast a glance upon the manu
script where I had left off writing, a
marvelous, amazing surprise awaited
You must know that I was writing a
novel—oh, what a novel! Something
fine, exceptionally fine! A romance like
that surely no one ever wrote. The
real and the fanciful, the romantic, the
classic, the naturalistic, were skillfully
mingled in it.
Now that day when I went out I had
interrupted the story at a very interest
ing point, and the period ended thus:
"He burst into a sonorous laugh of
scorn; he was very sure that the time of
phantoms and specters was long past!
That apparition then gave him no fear.
It must be a trick."
I had left it there.
Taking up the pen in order to con
tinue, with my good cigar lighted in my
mouth, I cast my eyes on the paper, and
what did L see?
Just heavens! What indeed!
Directly below the last lino written by
me had been written one word only:
Fool! There it waa, ironical and men
acing, in Gothic tetters, which showed
the handwriting of a former age.
Who had traced this scornful and
mocking word? You .can imagine wheth
er I remained amazed. I will say even
more—l felt an impression of terror.
My servant did not know how to read or
write. No one had come into the house
during the day. Then by whom had the
words been yfcritten?
I grew livid and felt myself shudder.
I sprang to my feet. I felt the hair
stand on end upon my head and a cold
perspiration trickle down my forehead!
Tic, the accursed stuffed cat, looked
fixedly at me, and his green eyes aeemed
to dilate and become variegated with
a thousand colors. But waa that cat
really stuffed? Or waa he not rather
alive by virtue of aome witchcraft?
All at once I roused myself. I had a
feeling of shame and rage; and furious,
striking with a heavy fiat on the writing
desk, I exclaimed:
"But who is the demon who has writ
ten this word? I would like to know
him to twist his neck?"
If I were to live a thousand years, I
6hall never forget what happened then.
I had hardly finished speaking those
words when the study resounded with
mocking laughter—dry, strident, infer
Then the wall opened suddenly, and
there came forth a woman wrapped in
a great black mantle. And Tic, the ac
cursed cat, made a leap from his pillar,
and mewing as he had never mewed in
his lifetime went to rub himself against
that mysterious being.
I drew back more dead than alive.
Still, I had enough presence bf nrind to
stretch a hand behind me, open, a drawer
of the desk and take out a loaded re
volver. As soon a3 I had seized tho
weapon I felt safer.
I raised my arm and pointed the re
volver at that being, with the exclama
"Now, we will see who you are!"
Alas! Once, twice, thrice I touched the
trigger, but tho revolver was no longer
The mysterious figure made two steps
toward me. The black mantle that en
folded her fell to the floor.
What a feaVfful sight! It was not a
man nor a woman. It was a skeleton—a
skeleton with two lights flaming in its
empty, cavernous eye sockets —a skeleton
that laughed satanically, while the cat
Tic made fantastic and wild leaps.
It was—it was Death!
In the morning they found me insensi
ble in my den. The servant ran to call
a physician, who found me in a high
fever. My fanr'ly hastened from the
country. I was taken care of, treated
and cared. But the fact remains, my
hair had turned gray.
When I was able to return to my den,
the cat Tic was no longer there. My
wife had made a coup d'etat and sent it
to be thrown into the river. The column
had also disappeared. It had been given
away, I do not know to whom.
My manuscript was, however, still in
Its place. Only the word "Fool!" was no
Then it had not been written?
Still I was very sure of having read it
Who knows? If the cat Tic had still
been there, perhaps be could have told
me. But poor Tic was there no more.
Then, what am I to think?
What shaU I believe?— Translated From
tho Italian For Short Stories.
Curious Offer of Marriage,
A piece of evidence some time back
in a Quebec breach of promise caso was
a cuff with an offer of marriage written
on it. One night, while the defendant
was holding the plaintiffs hand and
whispering fervid words, he popped the
question on the smooth linen at her
wrist. She was sentimental or shrewd
enough to keep that article out of "the
The wild outburst of indignation at
tho inquest into the deaths of tho vic
tims who perished in Ford's theater at
Washington was only a natural result of
tho tragedy and what led up to it. The
survivors had for years been kept quiet
by official discipline. Secretary La
ment's letter read at the inquiry cut
away the last pent up fury of those
whose bread and butter had depended
upon the daily risk of life, for it clearly
stated that none should suffer on ac
count of any evidence given. A crowd
of department clerks clamoring for the
lynching of their head at an official in
quiry was a new experience of Washing
ton and one which is hardly likely to oc
cur again if the Ford's theater disaster
has any result at all.—New York ""-•a
FOR LITTLE FOLKS.
The Little Aerobe*.
Douglas Tilden, the mute California
sqnlptor, now a resident of Paris, has
given to his native land several proofs of
his genius. ' 'Tho Ball Thrower" in Golden
Gate park and "The Tired Boxer" in the
new Olympic club building are fine
specimens of the sculptor's art, and at
the World's fair hia group of Indiana
fighting bears has attracted much atten
Quite recently he sent to thia city a
mark of his friendship for a gentleman
Who has done much to help and encour-
age him. This work, which also bears
strong ovidence of the sculptor's unques
tioned skill, ia now on view at the Hop
kins Institute of Art. It is an odd and
pretty conceit, an original idea in mar
ble and brouze. _
The sculpture is called "The Little
Acrobat" and consists of the muscular
arm of a man, on the outspread hand
of which sits a baby. The arm, with the
sleeve rolled back to the shoulder, is a
fine study iv anatomy, showing muscle,
bones, veins, in splendid style. The timid
baby will, however, attract most atten
tion. The half fearful expression of the
little acrobat, the one foot steadied
against the brawny arm, the other drawn
np, the half outstretched hands, all por
tray the evident insecurity to the baby's
mind of the seat it occupies. The model
ing of the figure is very pleasing, and the
whole conception is fascinaXag.— San
A Remarkable Dog:.
A remarkable dog is the property of
Professor Kyle of Flushing, N. Y. The
other day Professor Kyle sent one of his
pupils to the Flushing bank with a de
posit of $60 in $10 bills. When the boy
reached the bank, he held only the emp
ty bankbook. He had lost the money on
tbe way. He went back to the institute,
a distance of half a mile, and repotted
the loss to Professor Kyle. The dog was
present and seemed to understand what
was the matter, for his friends say he
sprang out of doors with a joyous bark
and galloped through the various streets
back and forth and was soon lost to view.
In 15 minutes he returned with the six
$10 bills iv his month, and though one of
them was mutilated somewhat by the
dog in his excitement it was subsequent
ly patched up and deposited in the bank
to the professor's credit with the other
five. —Harper's Young People.
A Youug King In School.
The young king of Servia, Alexander
I, who, in consequence of his father's
abdication wears a crown at tho age of
16, is perhaps not a perfect monarch,
but ho is a scholar of no mean merit.
Last year he obtained the mark of "ex
cellent" at all his examinations and
was constantly at the head of his class,
of which he was the only pupiL This
year shows no falling off in the zeal of
the young sovereign, and we hear with
considerable satisfaction that last
Wednesday he passed his examination in
military practice with "the highest dis
tinction." Alexander I learned in two
months how to drill the lead soldiers
which the emperor of Austria lent him
last New Year's day.—Salut Public.
Helping Crippled Children.
On Clinton street, Brooklyn, there is a
modern dwelling house which has been
transformed into a hospital—St. Giles'
Home and Hospital For Crippled Chil
dren. It is one of the most worthy
charities of the city, and a number of
earnest women, assisted by a physician
and a clergyman of Brooklyn, are work
ing hard to make it a permanent institu
tion, for it is in its infancy as yet. Help
less and crippled little ones are taken in
and cared for irrespective of creed or
color and are helped back to whatever
strength and health are to be their por
tion. One of the recent efforts to aid
St. Giles' home was an entertainment
gjven at the Criterion theater by a num
ber uf pupils from a public school. A
little girl who distinguished herself on
that occasion for her grace and pretti
ness was Miss Ada Swanston, who as
sumed the role of tho Angel of Light.
Robed in fleecy white, with a glittering
diadem upon her curls, she looked as
like an angel as real mortal can imagine.
Her singing and dancing were also fea
tures of the performance.
Strength and Health.
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weak and weary, use Xlectno Bitters This
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their functions. Ii you are afflicted with slog
headache, you will find speedy and permanent
relief by taking Electric Bitten. One trial will
convince you that this is the remedy you need.
Large bottles only 50c, at C F. Heinseman,
druggist and chemist, 828 N. Mala street.
The Lamentable End of a Romano*.
Fifty annual suns had bleached her
raven tresses, plueed crow's feet on her
cfcamoisHke skin and otherwiae blem
ished her youthful loveliness, but the
vigor of romance still lurked in her
bosom. She inserted an "ad" in one of
the Toledo dailies for a correspondent
matrimonially inclined. The "ad" was
answered by a gallant also sliding down
the slope of hia fiftieth anniversary. Pho
tographs taken in their palmier days
were exchanged, and last week the fair
one came from her wind swept retreat
in lowa to meet her ideal, to join heart
and hand with him aud float happily on
wings of love together to the end of their
natural lives. Both had so changed in
the many years since the pictures wero
taken that they failed to recognize each
other in the train. Introductions fol
They viewed each other for a moment,
when she broke out with: "You.basede
ceiver! You horrid old brutel You have
deceived me, and I shall never marry
you. You are twice as old as you repre
sented and as homely as a cartoon." The
radiance vanished from the eager lover's
face. Staggered, confused and razzlo
dazzled, he bolted for the hotel door,
lotting fly a volume of cuss words, in
terjecting such expressions as "Vixen,"
"Jade," "She wolf" and "Old hen."
Tho door closed behind him with a slam,
and the afternoon matinee was over.
The lady has returned to her home in
lowa, and the correspondent has laid
asido his pen forever.—Tolodo Dee.
A Rumor About Gloves.
Thero is n rumor moving mysteriously
about that gloves may shortly go tosomo
extent out of fashion. One or two well
known dames have practically ceased to
wear them. Ono of these is Lady Tich
borno, who may often be seen out of
doors with hands bare to wind and
weather. Another is Lady Grey Edger
ton, who always goes to the play without
them. The beautiful Lady de Grey, too,
generally takes her gloves off whenever
she has a chance. I have seen her come
into a concert room in the afternoon,
holding her gloves in her hand like a
man. But as yet few ladies have tho
courage to be seen about tho streets alto
Many would hardly welcome such a
fashion. In tho first place, gloves give
a finish to the toilot; in the second, it is
hardly poasiblo to keep one's bauds per
fectly clean for any length of time with
out them. This last fact will surely
keep the fashion out. Then hands get
brown in the summer sun, and though
brown hands may be all very well in the
country they hardly do for evening
wear in town. A white arm, with a
brown hand at the end of it, is scarcely
prettier than a pale face decorated with
a red nose.— Health and Home.
A European Walking Mutch.
The recent walking match from Paris
to Reims was sufficiently original to
have notice drawn to it. Each of tho
walkers, Cochard and Berteaux, carried
upon his shoulders a sack so well filled
that it weighed 100 kilograms, more than
200 English pounds. The distance be
tween Paris and Reims is 172 kilometers
—about 108 miles.
The two men got over the ground in
eight days, and one was only a little be
hind the other when the inarch was con
cluded. They are both workmen at
Rheims, but tho elder, who was beaten
apparently because in tho early part of
the contest he did not advantage of
his. ability to do than the
oilier, is a weaver, abi^'therefore it could
not have been. hia, .occupation, that de
veloped his muscJes.' Stniugoto say, that
it was not the fatigue pf tho shoulders
that tired tliew most, but the swelling
and soreness of the feet
It will be allowed that to walk 13 miles
a day for eight cousocutivo days with a
weight of 200 pounds upon tho shoulders
is a rather severe trial of human strength
and endurance. —Toronto Empire.
Baptized After Death.
A queer story comes from Eagle Cleft,
a small settlement on Lookout moun
tain. Several weeks ago J. W. Masaer
was very ill with fever. He wanted to
be baptized, and as this could not be
done during hi 3 illness he requested
that as soon as he d>ed his body be im
mersed. He said he neglected it during
his lifetime and wanted his dead body
baptized. A few days ago he died, and
on the day of the funeral, at Hixon's
Grove, the Rev. W. J. Drennan im
mersed tho corpse in tho presence of a
large crowd of people. Tho body was
then put back into tho coffin and laid in
the graveyard.—Cor. St Louis Globe-
Taken on New Ways.
The cigarette manufacturers have hit
upon anew advertising dodge. Thus far
it flourishes only in New York, but there
is some danger of it spreading. They
hire pretty girls to parade the parks and
the principal avenues and display ciga
rette signs. It has reached such propor
tions that the police have been called
upon to drive theui out of Central park,
and no more young women representing
any brand of cigarettea will be allowed
to promonado, ride or sit there. It seems
to be a pretty good scheme to suppress
before it spreads beyond its present con
Poor Hiram Peck.
For many a long year Hiram Peck of
Southington has displayed this notice
over his front door, "Live single, and you
will be happy." Yot has he fallen a vic
tim to the charms and graces of Miss
Mary H. Browne of Meriden. When, as
a married man, ho takes that board
down, he will not have been tho first of
his unfortunate and defenseless sex who
has proposed and had a woman dispose
for him.—New York Evening Sun.
Dr. Newcomb of Cornell university, it
is said, kept snails shut up in a pillbox
for seven years, which were resuscitated
by a very littlo moisture.
It cost the German emperor $30,000 to
make the trip from Rome to Naples, go
up the mountain and get back again to
Once lost, it ia difficult to restore tbe
hair. Therefore be warned in time, leat
yon become bald. Skookum Hoot Hair
Grower atopa falling bair. Sold by
Wall Paper at Coat.
Cloning out sale—Hcartrom & Btraaburg, 307
and 309 South Main atreet.
FRENCH POLICE SPIES.
How tha Government Manages to Secure
After all that has been said about the
vileness of the police system under the
empire, which rendered it aluuaat impos
sible for any one to be safe from espion
age, even in private life, it might well
be supposed that the republic had done
away with this machinery for discover
ing and weaving plots so much more
suited to the age of Louie XI than to the
Sineteenth century. It reiuaLai, how
ever, very much what it was 80 years
ago. These things do not change in
Governments go, and the forms of gov
ernment, and these are succeeded by oth
ers, but the good old abuses—they must
be thought good by come people—cling
to the ship with barnaclelike tenacity.
French official organisation is about the
most steadfast thing in the world, al
though all Frenoh people to yon
may speak on the subject agree that it
is very bad. It is almost as difficult now
as it was under the empire to be certain
that a man whom you may meet, either
in society or out of it, does not belong to }
tho secret police.
All over the country there are mou- ]
chards—a taron expressing something
stronger than spies. I have been Incon
venienced by them myself in the prov
inces. On oae occasion I made a rather
long stay in a little place where there
were two hotels in fierce rivalry. One
day a brigadier of gendarme* came over
from a neighboring town on purpose to
make inquiries respecting me.
He did not trouble me, but he ques
tioned various people as to how I passed
my time, about how ranch I spent a day,
what sort of meals I had, and whether I
appeared to have more money than I
knew what to do with. The fact was I
was suspected of being a spy in the pay
of a foreign government. As I consider
a bold front to be tbe best whenever
there is anything of this kind in the air, '
I got myself driven over the gendannery,
which was about eight miles off, and
there had it ont with tbe brave briga
I soon discovered that an informer had .
been at work and that the informer was
no other than the kroper of the rival
hotel, who for years had been receiving
pay as a member of the secret police.
Situated where he was he must have
been absolutely useless in that capacity,
but at one time he must have done a
service to somebody.
It is especially in Paris, however, that
that the secret police is supposed to be in
dispensable. Every government wishes
to be kept well informed as to all that
goes on in an enemy's camp Snob in
formation can only be obtained from
those who are willing to play the part of (
a traitor or whose position enables them
to observe what is going forward with
out exciting suspicion. They are tech
nically termed "indicators" and may be
long to either sex. When the Boulau
gist movement was convulsing France,
the government had a great advantage
over its opponents by handling of the se
cret fluid and the secret police.
Boulanger's footsteps were dogged ev
erywhere, and somehow M. Constans
learned all that he wished to know con
cerning the plans and doings of tbe con
spirators. An important point in this
system is to make tho "indicator" feel
sure that whatever happens he will not
be betrayed. The minister of the inte
rior or of justice never asks the names <>'
those by means of whose espionage cor '
tain political information has been gath i
The money given for dark services is
paid from hand to hand in cafes or other
nonofhciai places by commissionnaires,
and the name of no auxiliary outside of
the ranks of the regular police ever ap
pears in a book. Is it impossible for the
government to do without this abom
inable system, so opposed to the ideal of
a democratic state? The Cottu-Soinoury
scandal has led to much discussion or
this question.—Boston Transcript
An Obtuse Englishman.
A Mr. Kirbell, who had never been
out of England until he went to Vienna,
seems to have been a typical Briton and
stubbornly insular to the extent of re
fusing to alter the time of his watch as
he traveled eastward from England, No
argument would induce him to budge,
and when at Vienna he arose at tm
carthly hours and perambulated around
the city alone, having persisted in being
guided by his watch, stoutly assarting
that the foreign clocks were all wrong,
Kirbell wa3 very anxious also to keep
a record of all the places he visited and
always jotted down in his pocketbook
the names of the various stations he had
stopped at or passed. "How curious it
is there are so many stations of the same
name," he once remarked to a fellow
passenger, who replied that he had not
observed it. Kirboll then showed bis
record to prove he was right, and, sure
enough, over and over again occurred
the word "Ausgang" (Exit), which he
had confidently entered as the name oi
many stations passed on the route. —San
Standards of Measurement.
The "foot" is named from the length
of that member in a full grown man.
Some say that it was so called from the
length of the foot of a certain English
king, but it is believed to have been a
standard of measurement among the an
The cubit is from the Latin cubitus,
an elbow, and is the distance from the
elbow to the end of the middle finger.
Fathom is from the Aryan, fat, to ex
tend, and denotes the distance from tip
to tip of the fingers, when the arms of
an average silted man are fully extended.
—St. Louis Republic.
Letters of Introduction.
In writing a letter of introduction care
should be taken that no requests are
made that will involve the recipient In
any trouble. Remember that social at
tentions are not always easy to render,
and therefore the letter should entail
only minor courtesies not apt to put any
one to any inconvenience.—PWladelphla
At the drug store, a'valuable ra.kage,
worth its weight in gold. My hair has
stopped falling and all dandruff hai> dis
appeared since I found Skookum Root
Hair Grower. Ask your druggist about it.
In prices of shoos for 30 days. Fita
benry's, 255 South Spring atreet.