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"Ii ··r.. ·tl- N -aid thrIe. we:
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t I''N('Ii (PF IRO()SES.
)i( t t.'' I itie .t as oiuteinig on the ter
tr it h, ,i ,r garden at WittlesIeigh,
1 :the lvi't, y haw , ii hen a young !
, l ,il, l. : ll gentlty placed his
;, t i he r lr -e eyes
i• . .how dare yon ' hlie excainined:
t go tin- in i Int!"
'IT haile Itr wire inunediately withdrawn,
;i; ilt f:ir girl turned around, half arn
:i;, ,, :!:nter the tair ditturbhe of
hI.. y,.iy. i i i lti Iow did you
hiier,'e I thought you were at Mlot
C<i!>. IThis is a surprise!" she added:
,pa ; ill be so glasi, and Frank, too."
"1.ii , Maggie?" asked Algy, as he
,k h:iis with her "warmly, venturing
,a 'nth' tile pressure of the hand.
ree I amll delighted, particularly
i i·,i liamblyn is coming to-day. You
v .,t her:"
'l, perfectly: she used to be my ideal
fbanty un"til- " Ile stopped.
'I;til tlthat terrible attack cost her her
right you nmeal' ? Yes, indteed, he
, it lo Iv girl. I admire your taste,
'I iid i-t exacttly mean that," he re
ti-d: "I meant- '
'i \ver mindi jitii nowil but tell le, like [
I-'"t i'l!,w, is that the smnoke of the I
ý,w'lr o.r. there ? If 0o, I mull t go and
11 IlslI ti g' t thell pony chase ready. S
.\Ig slhad ll his eves from the glare, and ii
it iall hi powers of vitiori upon the tiny v
tiUt oil the i ori zoll. t
It :ta l:.deld a fair scene tupon which l
i " restodl. 'lThe. blue waters of the ii
ere lleck'led with foam as the brle k ti
, i'w niit thl restless sea on the flood- c
le. Till nlo\ Maggie had i vain a ought. i
rl: token of the vessel, and with shaded cl
it,:l' watched the wide expanse, at c
it al:oset despaliring. But now all n
aibt was removed. The black streak q
tw tior, andi more dledined; a lonlg train a
Smollket extended far across the blue dis- n
Saltong," said Maiggie, "we must n
I patanlld Frank. 'they will be aston- tl
0tl to see you. By the way, do you gen- i
Ily greet your lady friends at Malcornbe tl
you diid tie just now ?"
'iips llslheld its lie replied, "Of course ol
: ibiltes, I have lnd particular friends tl
:(ii! Not, Miss Luttrel? and Mise Alice
sit .lic-('arringt(il ? Fie, Algy, fie, h
wou itilyl tlsey say to hear you disown tl
mt thus? liit here is Frank." Sk
I' shie sploke lher coulsin. lrank Carson. in
iae'l. lie walked slowly and with a T
itliat :atcitful gait, liut lie turned his et
It ncitllr o tile right or left as he ap- th
.-h iiil ' I it' erry pair. a t
'IWll, Ir:lank, orld fellow, how lre yoe," A,
]:ind lgy, heartily, ias he extended Fi
ilhy. Abiy Vernon. blck already ! We thi
tliuht yeli were stllyiing meicinell or b
Sitt polles ligse off to keep your hlandi
ii s.l. 'g y. Oh. eil trluant!" W
h yIounlg men chlook hands warmly. ila
lite' Voil heen hero long tlhis time?" th
"1 . lgernoni alll
I\t!itt a fortnight," .:is the reply ice'
agse's s'lhootil-ihlln .s cdining-I am tio
Sanxius in!eedtl to make her acquaint- '31
. I untderstand that she's lovely--not 18
t her good looks maitters to me- " on
ly wtas :botll to reply' when Maggie I iii
Iet hillll igll not to speak, , tm.
Wlii you ctomle lanld mieet her, Frank? de
arel ,king. " ne
lf cltirlc. I hall lie dilighted to wel- ' Ti
her. Ill go ilnd get somte flowers-a it i
iih io' i',eis w'ill dol." As lie spoke he bri
id quietly away. i si
Ilha:i did yon mean by telegraphing to its
lit ilVmsteritous tanner?"' asked tle
[rank don't know that ,Jessie is blind " rot
a't dini't t"l]l lhitn. She may recover ill
eyesight., the doctors say. Perhaps tte
skill utV' he of some use.'"
\,t much. I ti afraid," said Alger- jini
lghinatlg. lut I hliave madlite the eyeI let
slt'y, tloo. N,\ youlr eyes--" it
It ielthit'ver ciitplitlernt lie intended tii
tiasy l\as eut short by.i Maggie's sud- strm
ite rtitre. ties
ilf an hottr the party were all readya thi
''i to the whl irf. Thlle spon chaise rol
.tway ti a bIrishk pacel, while a cart for i gea
SI'llacs lti.hgge followedl more sober- tin
lt"r t'tllmie :lohngsidh;, aIlnd Jiag- i the
,i'k glnlel· at' oIltCe descried hler ini
i li. 1
lrei hu it. Alg atiat liarton is wit, 1 es 5
Sttl hat .' killttl creature she i tre
r1to1 recogilzed tlhe [ar, at the stune to 1
it, andi toil her young neistress, who lea
d routllnd ain wave;(d her hall|. j"ftt
I llamnblyn muist have possessed no can
iy shilt e if bheauty tiefore the fell ithe
i"f ttinll-pox hiadtl delirivedtl her of Jes
, i Is' helr ahnost ' lassic feat- Al5
',te very striking, and lier open] lids I it,
thtl. di nlt betray the terrible tres
o ,hiclh the hal been s,,bjectei. tlrt
tn'1it tie ditease had not marked Iroc
tIty plrciptible. extent. antd hald her frttr
hq ah :lmt uninmiredt . HIer tall, (
',r"i fgilre was tlrtlwll tlt as if iin not
' 'f lthe lit'y Fle kllew 'ue u s felt for ye 1
i of lmti kitlnd exlpessions which F
it:IItst otf ihearing caulght and re- on 7
.At tirst sih hadt rlebelile terlriblly sigl
, will that IIad merifulily clas- i
': Ibt lately .ihe had bowned her to l
''I It I ii ti see !" lit' exclali met ,
lito kn tti' it Ih wii vltih toll once lie
tir [l1i lIoI' kihiyou are !" 0o1
uOt~ti. e." we 're :11l delighted bos
clt'in'i. :lidi lookinil g so well, too. tout
.rt li go gtilleian wIsaittig to len
iUt,': lhint k ,-ilit have tlet tir
l'' Ire ollect 3itr. Vecrnon quite miy
i ll faoup'ieic tthe Glen, T
t right, hliss IIamblyn. What' a
" replied Vernon, as he sen
5 Iny col-in, Frank Carson, of che
I~l..n heard," continued Mag- ross
t5E tirtfought you a bouquet."'
tc.l ik them firomn her eo.sin and Aa:
t.u i the blindl girl's grasp. Jes- het
tla p erfme for a few moments suo
tl an them in the bosomh of her
tlovely roses!'" she cried, sht
.mudch, 3Mr. Carson!" . you
, ear,let me eecort you," said tbt,
Syour i Bvaluabl Bat h~n
alre:ady got your luggage ashore, This
-- lgyv you aud I must follow, is we can
not lead," said Frank, as he took his
friend's arm. "I say," he whispered
"what a beautiful voice she has got, hasn't
she ? Youi will be falling in love, old fel
"Not I," replied his friend, "mI'nl net
equal to a goddess like Miss HIamrblyn. Be
! rides, you know- lie stopped suddenly,
reumembering M1aggie's caution.
'"Will, besides what? Don't mind me,"
"Oh , no;r lio tihe fact is, I'm rather
sweet on souie one else, yvo see. hlhe was
d:!lighted with those roses, I can tell you.
WhaiV t a thoughtful fellow you are! I nev
er can do those pretty things."
t Then, friend Algy, take a lesson now
a:rd a rose next time'"
They all drove rapidly back to the rec
tor3. Mr. Denne met them oil the steps.
"WXelcomrie to Wittlesleigh," he exclaim
ed it: his cheery voice. "Jesse, my dear,
I I'm delikrnied to see you. Come in ;" and
lressing a fatherly kiss on the white fore
head, he led his beautiful visitor into the
"Luncheon is ready," he said, "so when i
you young ladies have inrranged confi- t
r- dences we will sit down. Do not he too 1
I, long, dear," lie added to his daughter.
g "e shall be ready in ua minuite, papa, [ f
is replied Maggie.
"Scarcely, I think," said the rector,
;laughing. "But do not forget I break- 1l
fasted at seven this morning." t
, W Vht a nice fellow your cousin must be,
- i Maggie fancy his taking the trouble to
if gather these lovely roses: I wish I could
i see tlhem."n she added with a sigh. "But
1 iMaggie, dear, what do you think? one
(doctor in London told papa that perhaps I
: might some day recover my sight. I do so
hope he is right. lie wanted to galvanize it
e rue, or something!" i .
"Of course he is right, dear; he never a
would have been so cruel. lie could not
I have hetl out hopes if he were not quite k
"Oh Maggie, fancy ? Just fancy being
able to see the sea, the sky, the flowers, p
and you, you, ldarling, once again. But it ti
r is too good to be true. It is quite impossi
Sble " A weary sigh closed the sentence. so
"Nor impossible, dear, So let us hope hi
for the best. hope aild pray and trust in
Jessie bent down anrd kissed her kind fo
Sfiend, and then the two girls had a "good i
cry" together. ii
Nearly two months passed away and I ll
still the party at Wittlesleigh rectory re
nIitined the same. To those of my readers
wi ho have stayed in sweet South Devon, I
i need not explain the pleasant life which
young people can, and I believe do, lead h
in that land of picnics. Love in these lati- I
tudes ripens with the strawberries, and t
comes as natural as cream; so tile youting
coup,les at the rectory paired offa lmost utn
consciously. Such an arrangement in the
case of Algy Vernon and Maggie Denne
was not surprising, for they had been ac
quainrted fromn childhood. Mrs. Vernon so
and the lnte Mrs. Denne had been school- i
mates. They had never severed the frliend
ship thus initiated, and what was more
natural than the affection entertained by cna
the parent should descend to the children ?
At any rate, Algy was deeply in love with lo
the pretty Maggie, and she, though not so
preoccupied respecting him, thought her
old friend very nice indeed, and, if the
trtith was told, preferred him to all her nu- ne
But Frank Carson aiid Jennie IHamblyn ae
had no such excuse. Yet the influence of
the D)evonshire air was such as to kindle a
park, nwhich showed symptoms of burst
ing out into a very decided flame indeed.
SThIe train of sympathy was laid, it requir
ed but that spark to be applied to it, and
then the barriers of prudence would give
way before tile explosion. If Algernon
and Maggie understood each other, so did Lo
Frank and Maggie, aind the numerous ex
cursions and picnics in which they passed
the afternoons only served to rivet their mo
I One sultry afternoon a last excursion
was planned to the Fairy Glenn. The party
had been increasedt on this occasion by
three couples from a neighboring parish,
and despite the threatening appearance of
certain huge masses of cloud, the expedi
tion started. The romantic spot which
Maggie-no mean judge in tilse matters=
had selected for' the :fternoon meal was
one of those lovely hits of landscape so fa
Iniliar to many of us. A brawling stream
makes its way amidst moss-covered boul
ders, over pebbly shallows and swirls be
neath the Wild flowers beneath its banks.
Then gliding calmly into all unruffled pool,
it lazily creeps beneath the picturesque
bridge, through the single arch of which
ancient structure the moor is seen extending
its wild and undulating curves. And then
the water, secure in its pride of high birth
in yonder lills, takes no heed of the nar
row passage till ere it is aware, it is caught
in a rapid and hurried over the cascade to
tie sea, where it is lost forever.
Suoh were the features of the woodland
d:ining-room on that eventful day-a day
never to be forgotten by any member of
that merry party.
The cloth was soon laid beside the
stream, and when all was ready full jus
tice was done to the al fresco meal. More
than once . muttered growl or subdued
roll was heard over the hills, but the sug
gestion of thunder was met by the reply
that the sound was merely the echoes of
the bltsting operations in the quarries or
the rattling of the trucks on the neighbor
The air got more and more sultry and
even the insects seemed to sleep. The
trees whispered to each other, and their
topmiost branches waved a gentle welcome
to tihe scarcely felt breeze that stirred the
leaves. The picnic party broke into groups
after dinner; the groups into pairs, each
cautioning the others not to go too far, as !
there was a storm brewing. Frank and
Jessie (lid not wander away. Escorted by
Algeruon and Maggie to a rustic seatabove
ithe stream, close to a tall and sheltering
tree, they sat together while the most ven
turesome of the party climbed the talli
rocks or wan(lered up the stream, leaping
front stone to stonle, where much assistance
and holding of hands was a necessity.
Oh, ye Devon streams, for what are ye
not responsible ? I-ow many happy faces
ye have mirrored in your sliarkling waters.
Frank and Jessie chatted for some time
on indifferent subjects, until at last she
sighed deeply, and said half absently:
"Oh, how very sorry I shall be to have
to leave here! I have been so happy!"
'Ihen she added suddenly, "Every one has
been so very kind to me!"
"I am dreadfully sorry you must go,"
he said, with anI answering sigh, and
somehow as he spoke, we know not how
how does it ever happen?-their. hands
touched; his fingers clasped hers, and
hers were not withdrawn. The train was
fired. "Jessie, dear.st Jessie," he whis
ipered, "call you love me? Will you be
There was no reply, unless an almost
imperceptible pressure of the taper finger
could be so termed. Franu took it for as
sent, and bending down he kissed the love
ly face once, twice, thrice, till the lovely
cheeks were as brilliant as the crimson
rose Jessie wore in her dress.
"My own, my darling," was all he said.
A sharp peal of thunder passed away un
heeded as he spoke. After a pause he.re
dSo you do love me, Jessie! I never
thought you would care for me, dear."1
"Indeed I do," she whispered;: why
should I not! But I often wondered that]
you selected me :as your companion all.
these weeks, for I m so unf te?
"'Why, my dart'lns iow are you unfr
rlhis tunate?" and he passed his arm around
her taper waist.
call "Because--because--oh! I cannot bear
his to mention it; though I do not mind now,
red at least not nearly so mnch."
sn't "But what is this terrible reason why I
fel- should not love you, Jessie? Tell me,
net "Oh, Frank! That is like your kind
Be- sympathy for me. Of course you guess.
dly, It is because I am blind, you know!"
Frank recoiled as if he had been stung,
le," a choking gasp escaped him, and he could
not speak for a moment.
her "Blind," he repeated in a moment, as if
n as in a dream. "Blind! Oh, Jessie! So
on. am I!"
ev- It was too true. Blind from his birth,
Frank Carson had never dreamed that
ow Jessie was afflicted like himself. Maggie
had never told him this, and the terrible
'ec- fact was now revealed to the lovers for the
>s. time. Frank's knowledge ofthe ground first
m- and neighborhood, in which he_ had lived
ar, for years, had enabled him to 'keep Jessie
nd in ignorance of his infirmity, which he, of
're- course, fancied she was aware of
the And had it come to this after all!
Jessie seized his hand. "Oh, do not tell
ten me this! Frank! dear Frank! Tell me
fi- that you can see me! Have you never
too seen me; never at all?"
She waited breathless for his answer. It
," fell almost like a blow.
or, And this was the end of he dream of
k- love! She had been so very happy to
think that one man at least had been so
e, kind and sympathetic; that one man had
seen her vacant eyes and scared face, and
had loved her for herself alone, not :or b
beauty and not for wealth. But now the
aie charm was snapped, the golden bowl was
broken! Sh. bent her head. A great
so warm drop fell upon her hand, now clasped
in his once more. She started as she felt 1
it. He was suffering too. She drew her
er self up, a beautiful smile upon her face,
then bending toward him, she pressed a
te kisss, the first kiss of her pure lips, upon
his forehead. ,
"For better, for worse, till death do us
part, dear Frank, I am yours, if you will 0
itake me so!" h
"Till death do us part," he repeated
solemnly, and he in turn was stooping to I
pe his love when- a
n A hot and brilliant flash of light rent the u
d sky overhead, a rattling peal of thunder w
d followed it to the earth, and Frank and a
i Jessie lay extended beneath the riven tree, a
d hand in hr.nd, to all appearance locked in n
sleep-the sleep that knows no waking. 8S
Till death did them part! Was this to s
be their parting, on the threshhold of their a
d Peal after peal of thunder rattled over
i- head, the lightning flashed around them,
d the rain poured down in torrents, and there h
they lay, unconscious of the elemental
g war--asleep !
e "Merciful heaven, have pity on them!"
Itwas the rector who spoke, as lie and
" some others of the party came suddenly
upon the senseless forms beneath the tree.
Was the prayer heard? We dare not
speculate on subjects such as this. Who
The bodies were borne to a cottage close
by; the light clasp of the fingers were un- de
loosed at length. Jessie, the bunch of
roses contrasting so with her palid face,
was laid upon a bed. Frank was in the h
next room, insensible still.
A stifled sigh first proclaimed to Maggie ta
Denne that her heartfelt prayer had been
f answered, and Jessie sat upright. Turning tlb
to her kind attendant, she said faintly:
Maggie, full of joy, hastened to the bed. e
There was Jessie Hamblyn, indeed; but nu
it was the Jessie of old. Her eves were
open and full of life.
"It is true, Maggie darling, it is true,
Sand I can see you once again-Ican, I can.
Look, here are my roses; there you stand. sI
Oh! thank heaven, I can see the sky once cri
more !" ou
She fell back exhausted; then rising ab
again cried: thl
"Is it true about Frank? I love him. to
He loves me. The lightning struck us
yes, but give me sight for him. Thank pi
God! Where is Frank?" she inquired of
after a patlse:t st
"In the nextroom," said Maggie, as she di:
wiped away hlier happy tears. "Oh, Jessie, pl
how thankful we all are! We feared the
worst for both!" yo
At this moment the rdetdr entered soft- sel
"Oh, come in papa; come in. Darling pl
Jessie can see us all again. Is it not won
derful ? I am sothankful!" ha
"It was wonderful," replied Mr. Denne. ha
"And now," hlie said, after he had affee
tionately congratulated Jessie,. "I have A
more good news; Frank has recovered, is'
and has asked for Jessie. May he come Ye
in?" - sla
"I will go to him," she said, rising fiom rat
the bed. And before they could stop her,
she had hurried away to the next room,
where, lying upon a sofa, was poor Frank thi
Carson. She hastened toward him. "Oh, clu
Frank!" she cried, "dlearest Frank, I ami suo
so glad." Then blushing rosy red, she
whispered, "Till death do us part. God old
has given me my eyesight once again, to
nurse and tend you all my life. Dear, I ll
dear Frank !,' the
He said not a word till, rising up, he dal
I knelt beside the sofa, and Jessie's thanks- I
giving and his went up to Heaven to- fur
But little remains tobe told. The lovers six
were united before many -months had A
passedt. Algernon and Maggie soon fol
lowed the good example set them by Jes
sie and her lover. On the former's wedding nia
day, the only gift presented to the lovely
bride by her devoted husband, Frank, so
was a bunch of roses.
T the Word "Home."
It must be borne in mind that--sofar as
the mere word is concerned-competition,
ardent as it is, is limited to a relatively
small area. Neither the Slav nor the Latin
races take part in in, for the excellent rea
I son that their tongues contains no termn
equivalent to "home" " The word itself
the true word, the precise word-is the
exclusive property of the British, German;
and Scandinavian nations. Elsewhere
there are but shadows of it. But though
it is solely in the north-western corner of
Europe that we can detect the word, it is
not there alone that we can discover the
idea which the word represents. The
quarrel as to whether heim or "home,"
or any other similar ,or dissimilar sound,
I expresses best the full meaning of the
I thought, is, after all, an idle one. _ It rests
on nothing, and can lead to no good end
whatever. The.true interest of the subject
is not there. It lies,- not in the relative
merits of analogous syllables, but in the
comparative ,nteisisties with which the
- sentiment itself is exhibited by differen
What is known as parquet flooring is
now ingeniously produced in paper, the
latter being printed. in pattern.sto imitate
different woods from photographs, so that,
as it is' stated, the resemblance is absolutely
perfect. The floor is first prepared, being
made level, and the crevices filled . p with
plaster of Paris; over the surface, as thus
prepared, hession is stretched, and, on this
first lining paper and then the patterned
paperispasted, the whole being finished
with a coating ofa peculiar kind of varnish,
described aa ;emarkably hard and :wear-.
resisting. The carpet;ng is very esatis
factory in appearance, andi can be t in
md Anecdotes of Laura Keene.
ear The Baptist Weekly has published of
>w, late some anecdotes of actors, and the fol
lowing is an extract from a communica
v I tion to that journal:
ne, A recent number of the Baptist Weekly
speaks of an actor praying for success in a
ind a new piece. I am reminded of another
es. case resembling this, which has never been
in print, and was told in confidence by the
g, actor himself, a few weeks before he died.
ild "Billy" Otis was, to use Laura Keene's ex
pression, the best Lord Dundreary she
if had ever had, and he repaid her good
So opinion by a regard which after her death
passed into a reverence for her memory.
th, It was he who when hardly more than a
lat mere boy, carried the invitation to Presi
die (lent Lincoln to attend the theatre on the
)le fatal night of the assassination.
he Before his death, which occurred about
rst four years ago, he left the stage and gave
ed recitations, repeating whole plays and car
rle rying all the parts alone, as well as giving
of shorter impersonations, reproducing even
the manners of Laura Keene and other
actresses, without unnatural affectation
ll and with wonderful power. I have heard i
ne him render "Our American Cousin," and
er when he arrived at this point he paused
and told the story of the assassination as it
It was, behind the scenes. When the shot
was fired he was in the act of buttoning
Miss Keene's glove, as she was preparing
to go on the stage in bridal costume. At
to first, mistaking the shot, she sent a re
quest that the carpenter should not fire
pistols during the acts and then, when the
truth became known, rushed to the wash
(1 stand, saturated the whole front breadth of
her magnificent bridal dress with water,
which she was wringing out in a vain at
tempt to resuscitate the unconscious vie
st t t
tim. On the stage Miss Keene's influence
It was on the side of good mrorals if not re- o
ligion, and profanity was rigidly e.±htded
even when in the "School for Scandal,"
the whole point seems to lie in the word
"damnably." as uttered by the deceived
and undesceived husband. It was re
morselessly stricken out. "They think
badly enough of us; let us give them no
occasion." It was a secret known only to
her that Otis was in the habit of offering a
3 short prayer just before going on the stage,
such as "Oh, Lord, help me through this
act!" Sometinieshe would find himself C
e upon the stage and his prayer forgotten,
r when he would step behind the scenes for w
a moment or two, and then return, upon ja
which she, understanding where he had to
been, would say [aside], "God bless you, t.
1 my boy!" Not long after he confided this
secret of his life to me, a fatal sickness in
seized him and he went where he knew gi
whether his prayer had been a real utter- oi
ance of Christian faith or not.
What the Crow Saw. tr
At a Canadian church sociable recently th
held in Zion Protestant Methodist Church, nj
near Nurvale, about 10 o'clock at night, hli
when the amusements were at their height, ga
one of the ministers present took the op- pe
portunity to speak of the attack made on of
such entertainments held in churches, and oi
recited in illustration this anecdote: Once sic
a dove flew over a beautiful prairie, where co
all it saw appeared to it most beautiful; clh
but when a crow flew over the same prairie sti
it saw nothing to admire, but went croak- pa
ing at everything until it espied an old ne
dead horse. So, he said, it was with re- on
gard to the writer referred to. Just about asc
this time a crow came in at a window that
had been let down to admit air, and an
perched on the wire that held up the cur- oct
tains. There was a general disturbance fal
among the assembly, who really thought nil
that old Nick himself had come. After th(
flying about the room sometime the bird do
was captured. There are plenty of wit- da"
nesses to the truth of the story. mins
[New York Paper.]
It is no new thing here in thld east for
sweet sixteen femininity to espouse de
crepit three-score and ten masculinity, but
out west it seems to be considered remark
able; so that when such a match occurred
the Rocky Mountain .News sent a reporter
to interview the young lady.
The reporter describes her as pretty and
piquant. "Indeed," he says, "the wealth
of delightful portraiture is made in the
statement that she is sweet sixteen and ra
diant as a buttdrfly with brilliant summer
"How came it," the reporter asked,"that
you wed a man so much older than your
"Because I love him," was the pert re
"That is a reason, certainly. But I should
have thought that a lady so be.autiful would
have chosen a younger mate."
"Would you? Well, now, I'll tell you:
A young man is verl hard to please, and it
is very difficult to displease an old one.
You knon the old adage: 'A young man's
slave and an old manu' darling.' I am
rather fond of being a darling."
"I should think so."
"Would you, indeed? Then I don't
think there is anything in the world so
charming as a lovely young widow, and
such a thing is possible for me."
"Then you are already counting on the
old man's death?"
"No, I'm not counting on it exactly, but
I live in hopes;" and with a radiant smile
the guileless thing went off to join the
Itis not necessary to pursue the subject
further. Any one can see that there is
something very bewitching about sweet
An American on the China Wall.
An American engineer in China has been
making a fresh examination of its "Great
Wall." The dimensions have been given
so often that we need not repeat them; but
the structure for a distance of 1,728 miles
is "carried from point to point in a perfect
ly straight line, across valleys and plains
and over hills, without the slightest re
gard to the configuration of the ground,
somietimes plunging down into abysses a
thousand feet deep. Brooks and smaller
rivers are bridged over by the wall, while
on both banks of. larger streams strong
flanking towers are placed." Perhaps the
Emperor Nicolas had this contempt for
obstacles in mind when he solved the prob
lem )f the best railroad route between St.
Petersburg and Moscow by drawing a
straight line by a ruler between the points
on the map and having the road construct
ed as thus indicated.
The hamster is a small rat-like animal
with apouch on either side of its mouth,
which it finds very convenient for secret
ing grain. It abounds in the sandy dis
tricts between northern Germany and
Siberia, and a single animal has been
Imown to stow away'a hundred pounds of
beans. At Ascherleben,- t became so
serious a pest that recently the town offered
a reward for these little animals, and over
sixty thousand were killed. The hanaster
is very tame and a savage fighter.. Its fur,
which is variegated, is marketable.
A man in his shirt sleeves was sitting
before the door of a rookery , n Atwater
street theothere vening-when an acquai.t-.
ance camie alon and asked :
"°Bill, was that lyour $eWife I aneton-the
i'i1guese it was--she just started out."
"Isee she bangi her hair," continued
"Yes, he doe, darn her*'1growled Bill,
"but I've got the advantage ever her tho'.
While- the can only bang her hair I can
bangl her whole body.
S AlN ILL-FATED FARi.L
of The Strange History of Shipp's Place
fol- The Scene of a Dozen Fatalities.
S Alfred Shipp was a farmer, and resided
Sa half a mile east of Evergreen Park, and
her about a mile west of Washington Heights,
in this county. His farm consisted of sev
the enty acres. On the morning of October
led. 1st Mr. Shipp was killed by being impaled
upon the horns of an angry bull, which he
she had gone to feed. A nine-year-old daugh
ter was the first to witness the horrible
ath tragedy and to give the alarm, but not in
time to save life. The bull, with a smoth
Seaed roar, thrust his horn through his vic
si- tim's body and pinned it to an upright
he post. Death was almost instantaneous.
People may laugh at the expressions
that a place is haunted; but the Shipp farm
rte certainly seems a case in point, during the
past ten years seven persons have met sud
den or violent deaths within its boundaries,
and a dozen or so of horrible accidents
and hairbreadth escapes have keptits own
ers in a perpetual state of terror.
rd Yesterday a Daily News representative,
nd being in the vicinity of Shipp's place, call
led ed upon a neighbor, and while talking
itabout the sorrowful affair, learned the fol-"
lot lowing strange history of the place:
Three years ago last Sunday the farm
house was the scene of a deliberate, "col.t
g blooded murder. Mr. Shipp, wife and
daughter, were absent at church, and the
two hired men were left at home. One, a
he young man named August Franks, had
h- been in the employ of Mr. Shipp for some
of time, and was universally liked, the other,
of Winm. Orvitt, had been hired but a short
time previous. The day before Franks had
been paid sixty dollars, and it is believed
e that Orvitt knew of it. Whether he did
or not will never be known, but the gen
d eral belief is that he did, and that he had
,, iade up his mind to robbery and murder.
d Securing a pistol he entered Frank's room,
d and, taking aim, fired; just as his victim
had turned to see who the intruder was. l
The bullet entered his mouth, passed down I
his throat and lodged in the spinal column.
0o Franks fell to the floor paralyzed. Orvitt e
made a quick search for his money, but, |
failing to find it and becoming alarmed at '
is his crime, fled, taking a gun with him. a
is This he soon threw away. Hle came to li
Chicago, admitted the shooting, claimed it rn
was accidental, and asked to be lodged in 0
n jail. Franks lived two days, suffering um- s
d told agonies. His dying statement was
that Orvitt was his murderer. The young Ii
man was tried for murder, but pleaded a
v guilty to mnanslhiighter; arid is now serving g
out his term in Joilet, h
A still greater calamity and a sadder c'
tragedy overtook the place about six years
ago. In a small cabin on the north end of Ce
' tIe farm two brothers, laborers, had taken, R
rup quarters, and were keeping bachelor's a
hall. One evening they quarreled over an
game of cards. One of the neighbors, hap
- pening to visit the cabin a fei'* mornings h
a afterward, discovered their lifeless bodies, s
1 one lying across the other, and an expres- it
e sion of mingled pain and hatred upon each i a
countenance. The knife of one was still is
clutched in his hand, while the other was ft
i sticking in the floor in a pool of blood. The PI
- particulars of the frightful fratricide were C
never learned. The dead bodies were the pi
only, the silent witnesses of tihe terrible g1
t scene rage had produced.
t The winter prior to the above occurrence t:
1 an Irishman, on his way from the city, had al
occasion to cross this farm. The snow was I
falling at the time and it was cold. By di
night he had reached the grove north of fa
the house, and overcome with fatigue, laid of
down at the foot of a large oak tree. A few y(
days after his friends, looking for his re- le
mains, discovered them frozen and half le
buried in tile snow. hi
Less than eight years ago this singularly w
unlucky place was the scene yet of another I of
fatal accident. Two men had gone out a
rhunting in the morning. They had re- at
mained together during the day, and to- 10o
ward night-fall started home. They had re
approached the fatal grove, when one
walked on ahead. He had gone but a short
distance when a rabbit sprang from a bush
in his path and bounded past him. Turn
ing instantly, he raised his gun and fired, fr.
The charge missed the game, but lodged an
mi the abdomen of the man in tile rear. He si,
lived a shiort time, surlffering intensely, then tel
if ever a farm or a place has been touch
ed by the fatal Upas tree, this farm recent
ly occupied by Mr. Shipp is the one. A
few years ago a lawyer named Smith, of
Chicago, purchased ten acres of the grove,
and began building an elegant countryresi
deice. The house was commenced, and
the barn nearly, completed, when Mr.
Smith brought his wife out to see his new
home. She was to spend a few days at the
farm house. She was prostrated upon a
sick bed, and, in spite of the best medical
attendance, in a few days was a corpse.
Smith never finished his suburban resi
dence, and the unfinished barn still stands
lonely in the grove, a melancholy evidence
of neglect, seeming a silent witness to
some sad and silent history.
It was only last summer that Mr. Shipp
narrowly escaped death by falling from a
load of hay, and a brother-in-law was also
seriously injured on the very spot where
Shipp recently lost his life.
The farm seems indeed to be fated. Its
history is a history of tragedies, each one
sadder than its predecessor. The last one
breaks up a happy home, and scatters a
The Light and Dark In this Author's
She was obliged to write for her daily
bread, and, that she mightforget how mis
erable she was, she wrote a great deal. Of
course, with all this practice and with all
her vast experience in sorrow-for her pen
was not actually dipped in tears--she
wrote better and better, till finally this re
tiring, self-stricken woman awoke to find
herself famous. Her first novel, "The
Ogilvies, " was very successful, and was
published in 1849, when Miss Mulock was
only twenty-three, but her great master
piece, "John Halifax, Gentleman, " did
not appear until 1857. In 1864 a pension
of sixty pounds a year was awarded Miss
All this fame and unqualified success
doubtless assuaged her grief and helped to
make life endurable, but to such a loving
heart and such quick sympathies, berefC of
a home and without a relation, her life
was still very esadand lonely. But in 1895
Captain George Little Carik, an officer in
the English army. who had been in the
Crimea, met Miss Mulock, and although
some years her junior, addressed her and
succeeded in wining her hand.
They have proved most congenial com
panions, and their married lifehas been all
they could wish, with but one exception.
The woman, whose love for 'children
amounts almost to a passion; a~nd who
wrote "Phillip my King, " has been denied
the happiness of feeling baby fingers upon
her cheeks, or of ever hearing herself
called mother. This is a severe 'sorrow,
but even this pain has been partially: as
suaged. Strangely enough, one dark, rainy
night, while, she :'and her htusband was
speaking of children and how much joy
they bring to so many dwellings, there
came a loud ring at the bell and then ,a
furious knocking .
-Onopening the door, lying utyon the sill.
they found a basket enclosed in many
wrappings. When they were removed
they discovered a baby a few hours old.
The child was wrappd in one rll after
another ofIndian marlin, and a9 breIast
was pinned a note e Mrs. Carik to be
kind to the stto wal` thW u broutt to her
door, and assuring her that no bad blood
flowed in her veins. Tenderly she lifted
Lee baby in her loving arms, and her heart
opened as warmly to take in the poor little
deserted creature. They called the child
led Dorothea, God-given, and she is now their
nd legally adopted daughter whom no can
stake from them, not even them who so!
W- cruelly deserted her. The little girl is
er most tenderly attached to the only mother
ed and father she has ever known.
he Stonewall Jackson as a Sleeper.
ile This extraordinary talent of going to
in sleep under the most disadvantageous cir
h- cumstances followed him into the field,
c- and became of the greatest service to him.
ht He could sleep delightfully on horseback
duringhis foreed marches, and I believe
1s tolerably well on the battlefield; and this
us may have been the cause of the remarka
le ble power of endurance for which he was
noted. That his power for sleeping under
s' preaching remained with him, I have
R I remember being present at a preaching
service held at the door of his headquar
C, ters, in East Virginia, one hot July Sun
day morning, when he performed the
champion sleeping feat of the war. There
was no shade whatever, and the whole ser
vice was held in the face of the hottest sun
r that ever shone in that country. The
preacher stood in front of Jackson's tent,
d and Jackson sat on a backless camp-stool
.e at his right hand. The men composing
the congregation stood With their caps on, I
d to avoid sunstroke, but Jackson's idea of
e propriety would not allow hini to sit ni the
door of the tent orto keep his cap on. The
result was that he sat in the sun, held his
cap about six inches from his head, to 0
, shade his face, and slept sweetly in that b
1 position throughout the entire service.-
:l ------- Ip
Spanish Living or dying. I
The Spanish father is absolute king and co
lord fly his own hearthstone, but his sway
is so mild that it is hardly felt. A light al
word between husband and wife goes un- la
explaind, and the rife between them el
widens tlirdtigh life. They can not be di- d
vorced-they will not incur the scandal of
a public separation-and as they pass ir
lives of lonely isolation in adjoining apart- at
ments, both think rather better of each S)
other and themselves for this devilish per- o0
If men are never henpecked except by
learned wives, Spain would be the place of lij
all others for timid men tomarry in. The i:
girls are bright and vivacious, but they
have never crossed, even in scheol-day ex- ac
cursion. the border lines of theologies. n<
They have an old liroverb which coarsely
conveys this idea-that "A Christian at
woman in good society ought not to know or
anything beyond her cookery book and her dl
An ordinary Spaniard is sick but once in TI
his life, and the old traditions which repre- mn
sent the doctor and death as always hunt
ing in couples still survive in Spain. In lai
all well-to-do families the house of death' nI
is always deserted immediately after the as
funeral, and the stricken ones retire and loi
pass eight days in inviolable seclusion. m,
Children are buried in coffins of a gray Ai
pink, or blue color, and carried open to the w,
grave. - an
A luxury of grief consists in shutting up
thehouse where a death has taken place in
and never suffering it to be opened again. se,
I once saw a beautiful house and wide gar- of
den thus abandoned in one of the most roe
fashionable streets of Madrid. The wife so
of a certain Duke had died there many wv
yearsbefore. The Duke lived in Paris, hu
leading a rattling life, but lie would never thb
let or sell that Madrid home. Perhaps in
his heart, that battered thoroughfare, there Bi
was a silent spot where through the gloom tal
of dead days, he could catch a glimpse of ca]
a white hand, the rustle of a trailing robe, ve:
and feel sweeping over him the magic of chb
love's dream, softening his fancy to tender wy
regret.-Castilian Days. of
A Devil Fish Leaps Aboard
On the last trip of the schooner Aranaas,
from Indianola, a devil fish leaped aboard
and took passage for the city. He is a
singular-looking fellow, of some eight or
ten pounds weight, of the shape of a bird
with extended wings, purplish blue color,
thickly dotted with white starry spots in
the back, with two short forked tails, simi
lar to those of our dress coat. The tails
have each an unpleasant looking, bony
barb, and from between them runs out a
black, slender, wiry tail, four or five feet
long-as long as that of his old namesake
as shown in authentic likeness.
A Hiasty Temper.
The guardians of children too often con
found extreme sensitiveness with a hasty
temper, which is the prevailing fault of
sensitive children. Little by little self
control can be taught, and infiltrations of
such ideas and motives and sentiments
made in the child's mind as will enable
him to outgrow and overcome his infirmity.
Time cures a great many things; chil
dren outgrow infirmities and faults, and if
right principles of action and feeling are
instilled gently, constantly, wisely, the
results will ultimately appear. It is mere
cruelty to make the weak points of a child
a source of teasing and ridicule, as is often
done in schools and families. If he is born
with a deformed foot, with defective sight
or hearing, how careful we are to try to
make up to him what nature has deniedi
A defect in one's mental or moral orgini
zation should certainly be as tenderly and
judiciouslyitreated as a bodily deformity.
A quick temper, an irritable or timor
ous or teasing disposition, requires far
more tact and judicious management than
any mere physical infirmity. When
grown to maturity, our sensitive children
become the poets, munsicialls, artists, writ
ers, and leaders of their time.
Sonime of Japan's tea plants are 150 years
old, and some plantations produce over$3,
000 worth per acre. A few choice leaves,
of which a small quantity is produced, sell
at home as high as $8 per pound. Gov
ernment taxes in Japan ars now levied at
the. rate of two and one-half per cent;
while formerly they have, at times, been
as high as from fifty to seventy per cent.
The taxes are fixed for six years in advance,
so that the people can know just how
much money they will have to raise.
New Caledonia does not seem to have
very great terrors for some French crimi
nals. A young man brought before a
police court on a charge of theft lately
made an elaborate confession of a terri
ble murder that he had committed, which
was provel to have no truth in it whatever.
It was found that his motive was a desire
to be sent to New Caledonia at the expense
of the government and for the benefit of
A Tuscaro er and lady attended a ball at
Elko and introduced a new meltropolitan
dance. Their dancinglrsthus described by
the Independent: ,They flopped across the
floor,- knocked down a couple from La
moille,faromed on a fellow and his girl
from Carlin and sent-thent, against a bar-,
rel of lkmonnide, glanced aeross the hli
and struck an old lady amitiships who had
just stairtite cll her daughter off the
floor bheaess~she was afraid theglrl would
catsli.the luscarorer cramps, knocked her
under a bench where she lay and called
her husband to comse and pick her up inn
basket. In less than two mmainutes all-the
other dancers bhaled off, and stood on
benches and looked at them. Some of the
girls id their heads anid said they wanted
cod 1 FE ININEI FANCIES.
ted Items of Interest for and About the
tie Queen Victoria will spend three weeks
Black satin slippers are studded with
small steel beads.
is New fans have the outer sticks orna
er mented with the head of an antelope.
Rev. Miss Ellen G. Gustin has been
called to be pastor of a church in Westerly,
r. R. I.
New walking-boots for ladies have
pointed toes, and are much higher in the
ankle than formerly.
n. America has her peculiarity in this re
,k spect, too. It is wonderful how a rich
papa improves a girl's looks.
is "This," said Augustus, as Angelica sat
in his lap, sweetly singing, "This is a
s matin-knee performance, darling."
Mrs. M. S. McTavish, of Baltimore,
,e daughter of General Winded Scott, has l
hired a cottage at Newport for the sum
Vinnie Ream has a baby, and the little
thing makes as much music as twenty
choirs. But, then, it takes twenty quires
e to make a ream.
The- Waterloo Observer knows a very
little girl who wouldn't use a postal card
because she did not want her letter to go
Princess Louis paid a surprise visit to
the Gloucester Street Convent at Ottawa 3
last week, and examined the classes in i
. logic, geometry and general history in
both languages. t:
Princess Louise does not very often visit tl
the House of Assembly at Ottawa, but she
occasionally gives the newspapers air item ti
t by sending her own maid of honor, Lady n
The Empress of Austria travels it- tl
perially. In route to England she left, l
Vienna in a special train of two palace
cars for herself, five for her suit, and three h
containing kitchen, etc. -
Mrs. General T. W. Sherman, who died
at Newport, IR. I., was a daughter of the
late Wilson H. Shannon, formerly Gov- le
ernor of Ohio, and Governor of Kansas Ii
during its most troublesome time.
Mrs. Myra Clark Gaines, notwithstand- l?
ing her seventy-one years, has long, dark iii
and abundant hair, falling below her waist.
She says that an aunt lived to the age of sa
one hundred and fifteen years, and she bi
proposes to imitate her example.
The Western Territories are calling for th
likely yotunig women, and many are re- M
sponding in the words of Ruth to Naomi:
"Where thou go West, I will go."-[Phil
adelphia BIlletin. And some of tihemn will li
not have a go-West of a chance. de
Mary Clemmer Ames does not love Sen
ator Conkling, and her war-paint is rubbed di
on thick. She says she proposes to han- be
die him without gloves. This will be so
much the pleasanter way to be "handled."
Those lisle-thread nuittens of Mary Clem- pil
mer's would set one's teeth on edge. be
Mrs. Julia Hay Cameron, the English ca
lady, whose amateur photographic work
madec hidr very widely known in America, vii
as well as in Englatidd lately died in Cey- <<
lon. Her work was very original, the it
most picture-like photographs ever seen.
Among her friends and artistic subjects as
were Mr. Tennyson, Sir Henry Taylor cc
and Sir John HIerschel.
The beautiful old church of St. Nicholas,
in the Swiss town of Freiberg, suffered be
severely during a recent hurricane. Many an
of the pinacles were broken and the famous
rosette window was badly damaged. The sai
statue of St. Nicholas over the chief portal coe
was turned three-quarters around by the a 1
hurricane; but, curiously enough, it is not
thrown down nor injured. cui
"Amanda, I wish you to put the large on;
Bible inl a prominent place on the center cr.
table, and place two or three hymbooks
carelessly round on the sofas. I have ad- sat
vertised for a young man to board in a lbs
cheerful Christian family, and I tell you wll
what, if ydu girls don't manage, either one
of you, to rake him in, why I'll never try slo
again, for I'm tired out.-[Andrews Bazar. is :
Mrs. Decker and Mris. Kellerhouse, each a si
aged about ninety years, who live near
Pine Plains, Duchess county, are said by
the Newberg Journal to be great-great- to
granmdmothers of an infant recently born to
their great-gracd-childrcen, Mr: and Mrs. sp
Alexander Hallock. Tle child finds two (
of its great-grandparents and its granid- the
fitlher also yet living. Here are five gen- wa
erations in one village.
Mile. Sar:ah Bernhacrdt is about t o go in e
for' a new species of exciteusent. Actresslc ti
a:utholr, teronaut, p'isntecl, and sculptor, bri
she is soio goilsi o tory :' la'wsuit, and it isI
s:Lid tlhat sht isitdlds pletidingc her ownY c o
cause. Some smntal print ihes insinuac'ted hoc
that, hlvin'g got other persoi to p'ainlt piic- l
tures anid :make groups cf statuary' , she hIs
bIoldly signed them andi exhibited them as
her own works. She lhas determined l to So
prosecute both writer and editor for libel. alt
She looks upon it as the more serious that
she got cc reward at the last Salon, and tie
article would insinuate she obtained it by
Nellie Grant Sartoris is living very
quietly in England with her husband and
theirson. She hopes next summer to per
suade her father-in-law to bring his wife
to thiscottntry to see her sister, Fannie
Kemble Butler, at her home in Western
Massachusetts. Mrs. Sartoris will always
be warmly welcomed in Washington,
where she grew from girlhood into wo
manhood. and where she was married.
Could the people of Washington elect the
next President, their undoubted choice
would be General Grant.-[Washington
A New York lady who is passing the
winter in Florence, recently gave a grand
ball, which was attended by a very large
and distinguished company. A surprise
figure in the cotillion excited much sensa
tion by its novelty. A large tree was
brought in. from which was hung paper
baskets, that on being pulled divided into
halves, and gave escape to numbers of lit
tle birds that flew about the ball room un
til let out of the windows or rescued by
some fair hand to be taken home :and cared
A plucky young lady in Baltimore in
timidated a highway robber on Wednes
day. While she was walking up South
street she felt some one put their hand into
a large outside pocket of her coat, and on
looking around saw a man who had jlst
passed her. Her pocket-book was miss
ing. Turning about, she ran down the
street, caught up with the thief, laid her
band on his shoulder, and accused him of
robbing her. He fished the pocketbook
outof his own pocket, handed it to her,
and begged her not to prosecute him. She
assented and the man walked rapidly
away. The poeketbook contained only a
few coins, but she determined not to have
them filched from her.
Americans who are interested in the
question of the higher education of wo
men, will be glad to hear that the success
of mixed classes at the University College,
London, is now assured. In some classes
the attendance of young ladies Is as high
as thirty iPer cent. of ttle whole. The 'pro
fessors are perfectly satisfied" with the re
sultofopening -the classes: to women stu
dents, and the young men have not the
slightest fear that the standard of ;educa- i
tion will'be loweredi: University College
is, of course, in ar xceptionaI position for
making an eiperimentof the kiid, and it'
does not follow that the success achieved
where the conditions are not so favorable.
Asn ill-lookisg fellow was asked how he
couildaccount for nature formging him so
ugly. "Nature Was not to blame. " said
tks There's a b in every one's bonnet.
A poor relation-A story badly told.
ith "Excellent wash for the face-Water."
It is better to give than receive--a bill.
Wa- When a man hasn't a red he gets bluh.
A lumber dealer failed last week-could
en not pay his board hills.
[y, Put a boy in cast-iron boots and he'd
get his feet wet just the same.
ve Broken Heart is a station on a Minnesota
Make your life so that there will always
e- be a heaven around you.
hl Delaware, Virginia, Nevada and Califor
nia use the whipping-post.
a The Mormons are said to be increasing 2
a t the rate of ten thousand a year. 1
, ! year ot pleasure passes like a fleeting
is breeze, but a moment of sorrow seems an
_ age o pain.
The deepest mine in America is at pres
Ic ent staying in California, it makes a hole
, 2;640 feet deep.
i A female wig dealer ought to be a good
musician; she has a soul for ha'rmoiy, 1
It takes a good deal of grief to kill a wo- t
man just after she has got a: new sealskin b
o Nothing crushes the a"mbition out of r
a young thermometer like carrying it in a
1 your trowers pocket.
r Hartford fainily effectually wardls off
tramps by having a ton of coal dumped in i :
t the front yard. sl
Why can't they use electricity as a mo-i
Stive power? One flash of lightning can
I make a whole crowd move on.
With all the variety of canned good in fl
I the market, we have yet to hear of canned
Delilah subdued a manii by cutting his
hair. Most women do it by pulling the 1pi
man's hair out by the roots.
The man who wills his body to a meed- -
ical college for the benefit of science gives
himself dead away. iu
In 1815 the average yield of wheat in as
France was eleven bushels to the acre, in
now it is fifteen,
Japan is now manufacturing boots for
sale in the United States from leather ti
brought from American ports. re
"Sing a Song of Sixpence" dates from Si
the sixteenth century, and "Three Blindl
Mice" is in a music book dated 1609. lie
The average temperature of the south
literal branch of the Sutro Tunnel is 102 ab
degrees, at a depth of 1,600 feet. m:
The drinkers of the German Empire
ldurin; 1878 drank 841,058,768 gallons of foi
beer, or about twenty gallons for each per- lii
The mani who got in a barber's chair,
pinned the newspaper round his neck and
began to read the towel, may justly be
called absent minded.
Cleanliness is generally regarded as a be
virtue, but in Germanuy they call a bath lie
"bad;" and even in France they look upon
it as a "bain."
"This sidewalk's handy, but not sandy ph
as I wis i it was," said the man who reach
ed his length on the icy pavement. wi
A number of girls in Birmingham have
been made ill by motto lozenges. The
answer disagreed with them, perhaps. Roc
"I have a great ear, a wonderful ear," tifi
said a conceited musician, in the course of He
conversation. "So has a jackass!" replied los
Gen. Spinner says the climate of Florida
cures the rheumatism. Now, if he could
only find something that would take the loN
cramp out of his signature. m
The Boston Advertiser relates that the is
same ship lately took to Africa 800,000 gal- nee
olbs of rum and one missionary. Heavemns! hi8
what did they want of so much missionary. ter
There is believed to be only one thing fee
slower than molasses in January, and that loe
is a lady making room for another lady in anii
astreet car, u11m
"Excuse these steers, " said a sad-eyed
stock drover to an elderly lady, after his
lnfuriated cattle had tossed two of her off
spring into the mud.
Care killed a cat, says the proverb, but
the style of bootjack with which the deed
was done is not mentioned.
it is a fact fully understood by railroad
men that the lines having the moat long
tunnels on the route secure the hulk of the
"'I am looking for "Paradise Lost," said
Joslin, who had upset the backgammon
board, iand was groping about under the
A- New Jersey paper carpeting factory
recently filled orders from Germany andl
South America. Formerly Japan made
all such goods;
It is a said that a vulture can fly 169 miles
in an hour; wild geese, ninty miles, and
swallows ninty-two miles; common crows
•make about twenty-five miles an hour.
The rich lands of the estate of the late
S. D. Coar, once valued at $175,000, and
situated in Charlestown and Georgetown
Counties, S. C., were sold recently for
There is no excuse for a man to go shuf
fling through life with his hands in his
pockets and no more animation about htm
than an old door mat on which everybody
wipes their feet.
A number of enterprising Jews have
been engaged in collecting the bones of
horses that fell in the late battle between
Russia and Turkey, and have sold them to
Austrian sugar refiners.
Recently a man named Montgomery, of
Killinchey, County Down, Ireland, drap
ped down dead; his wife, upon hearing the
news, fell dead also; and, on a message be
ing despatched to the sister of the latter it
was discovered that she had died sudden
Fossilized remains of what is reported as
a gigantic prehistoric man have been
found 200 feet beneath the earth's surface
in a cave recently opened in a mine near
Eureka, Nev. The lower limbs, head and
neck are said to be clearly defined and
There is a curious and close likeness be
tween the characters of the Greek and the
American, which goes even into the type
of the physique; it has often been noticed
in Greece, both by Greeks and foreigners.
The element of imaginativeness is one of
the strongest components in the similarity.
The Retue Horticole, of France, contains
a communication from a horticulturist,
who claims that gas tar mixed with saw
dust has driven away all the ants that has
taken possession of his greenhouse. He
scattered the mixture around, and the ants
and other insects departed. Better try it
on the potato bugs next reason.
Of 17,000 guns cpnstructed by Herr
Krupp at his, works latIEssen during the
last.twenty-three years, only sixteen have
burst, and nearly all these were destroyed=
during trials taken, totest their power of
resistance or enduraace, and when; con.
sequently, they were loaded with charge
heavier than they wvere designed to ire.
A correspondent of. the London Times
ays that Amerlean-mabe traps are far su
perior Inall" ,respects t those of ~nglish
manufacture. 'Th'e writer says that Eng
lish traps aire heavy, ctumberome, made
of the wronig shape and on a bad principle,
and that be would not} take the trouble to
carry tihem into the wods. A few years
ego he sent en American cter trap to
maker at Wolveihatrpton as a pattern on
which to execute an order. The price
charged by-the English makier was far is
excess of the .Amercan trap,
In a lofty edifice devoted to down-town
business, and a regular hive for lawyers,
fbankee, and professional and commercial
imen generally, once lived two Smiths.
There was Henry Smith, the younger
banker in the basement, wealthy, well
dressed,. and in love with a life which
Id held nothing but comfort and enjoyment
,d And then there was Henry Smith, in
the attic, who in a miserable, comfortless
a: office, eked out an equally miserable ex
istence as a collector.
One day there came a strange note to
Henry Smith, the collector. It read:
"Mr. henry Smith:
i- "Dear Sir: I am an old fogy and have
1my notions. I am rich, iand my whims
g are therefore excusable. I have just taken
up my residence in this city, and as I feel
an1 interest in the Smith family, and as
;ivour father knew me in New York, I
would be pleased to have you call some
evening at \o.-avenlue.
STherewas nothing strange in the letter,
yet Henry could not help but believe that
it was not meant for him. It was true
- that his father had lived in New York,
lbut lie had never heard of Peter Smith.
However, donning his best suit, Henry
i repaired to the palatial residence on the
i avenue, and was introduced to Mr. Peter
Smith and his daughter.
That d'aughter! Of all the vivacious,
captivating creatures he had ever seen.
she was the most charming. Hie scarcely
listened to old Peter's jokes about his
early (lays with his father so rapt was he
with the kindly attentions and lovliness of
the fair little spirit who played and sang
for him, and sent him away dead in love
Then there were other visits, and one
night Henry Smith did a rash thing. He
proposed to Beatrice Smith.
And Beatrice (lid an equally rash thing
-she accepted him.
And everything went along swimmingly
until one night old Peter took his guest
aside and inquired what interest he owned
in the bank.
The question struck like a thunderbolt
upon Henry Smith's mind, and in a
dumbfounded, confused sort of a way he
realized, that the letter had never been
intended for hint at all, but for Henry
Smith, the banker.
And summoning all his honest man
hood, he told old Peter so.
Then there was a storm, and amid the
abuse and indignation of the old gentle
man he sought the front door.
Just as he was leaving the house a fairy
form tripped down the stairs and detained
"What is it?" she inquired, in pretty
surprise, of her indignant sire.
"He is an imposter!" cried old Peter,
and then young Henry, with quiet dignity,
explained his mistake.
"And you are going to order him away
because he is poor?" she demanded of
"No; he is a base imposter-a-a-"a
"Then if he goes, I go with him," em
phatically exclaimed pretty Beatrice.
"What!" thundered the old man, wild
"I mean it."
And she did. And old Peter Smith,
sooner than lose his daughter, like a du
tiful father, gave her away to young
Hlenry Smith. And his fortune and their
love made them peaceful and happy.
The Romance of Old Age.
Generally the process of a late blooming
love partakes of many natures, and is as
much the outcome of circumstances as it
is the crown of a full and ripe conscious
ness of a man's whole development at its
highest point of perfection, Still, no mat
ter how much alloy there may be in the
feeling which alone deserves the name of
love, its expression grows more beautiful
and more suggestive as the in(lividuals
under its.influence grow older.
'l'The sorrows it brings are more sacred
and more venerable when they assail
persons in advanced life. The intensity
of silent, dignified, unselfish griefwhich
a husband of fifty feels at the loss for his
life companion has tenfold the strength of
the passionate sorrow of a young bride
groom bereaved of his bride. The feelings
of a father losing his grown son are ten
derer and deeper than the agony of a
young mother losing her firstborn in its
infancy. Time itself is an element of
grandeur when connected with grief or
love; the network of pathetic thoughts and
associations which it weaves around the
heart is ennobling and sanctifying.
Of all things that are beautiful in senti
ment, full of tender suggestiveness, and
alive with real poetry, norne can compare
with common things. The rose-wreaths
on a coffin are prosaic compared with the
forgotten thifmble and needle left in the
sewing on the little stand in the accuse
tomed corner. The living will not weep
when they hear the service read over their
dead, but the, sight of the last shoes the
dead have worn, the mark left in the book
last read together, the rattle the child
used, the broom the wife handled- any
thing, mean, tawdry, soiled it may be,
that has a familiar association-will break
the heart of the one left behind if he
chance to let his glance fall upon it.
The same magic that lends poetry to
such things dignifies and illumines other
details of homeliness, old age, awkward
manners, rooted customs and formalities,
and such barriers to what is popularly
known as romance. I know nothing"
more charming than real love in middle.
age, with its timidities and delicacies
blooming like spring flowers on the face
of a rock.
Hints for Keeping Off wrlnkles.s:
There is no such thing as wiping out
wrinkles. In men they are often honora
ble evidence of hard mental labor; in wo
men they are usually the evidence of com
ing age, although care and suffering have
much to do with them.
Sometimes fair foreheads are premature
ly wrinkled from a nervous habit of rals
ing the eyebrows, and from a too great
and too constant pressure of the pillow on
one or both sides of the head while sleeping.
And just here comes a fact worth remem
bering. If the forehead has escaped wrin-,
kles, crow's feet are prematurely seen'
about the corners of the eyes. We all see
the crow's feet in men and women whose
brows are smooth and young-looking,
They are the result of sleeping on the
right and left. sides. The pressure upon
the temple and cheeks leaves wrinkles at
the corners and underneath the eyves which
disappear in a few hours, but finally be
co.me so fixed that neither hours nor ablu
tion will abate them. If girl children
were compelled to sleep on their backs'and
continue the habit 'when they reach wom
anhood and afterwanr, they would, arrive
at middle life without erow's. feet gather
ing in the neighborhood of the eyes, and
in most cases their foreheads would be
free firom even shallow furrows.
SA.householdein uTroy, is filling up. his
census schedule, umnder the column bheaded
"'where born," deeribed one of hiim'cl..~-'
ren ",born in the: patrlor- " anid the other'
A gentleman named Moore roposed by
letter to a young lady, who arilwered him,
with a glowing description oof ngreat par
ty! epeaitzming fhe last Ilrerof her nrote,
Sono nmore at present."
Conversation at the breakfast' tiible.
Snmith-"AI't John late in bring ig the
mail thi rmornin g' Jone'" gu1ess
there's soetiing on the postal cards he
doeis notuudrtsta-d, He's probably #a