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Br BLI D. IKE. IEONTOK. Missomn A CONDESCENSION, Gwendolen Jones was chubby and sweat, And her age was half-past three; And xhe lived In a house on Wellington street. In the yard with the walnut tree. Harold Perclval Marmaduko Smith Was almost half-past four; And he said, when they gave him a base ball and bat. That he'd "pluy with the girls no more," Gwendolen Jones she gascd through the fence, " At an end were all life's joys. As she saw the friend of her youth depart "To play with the great big boys." Harold Perclval Marmaduke Smith I'n to the field marched he; ISut his ere was blacked, and his head was whacked. And his ball no more did he see. And the boys called him "baby" because he cried. Did Teddy and Willie and Tim, And they chased him away when he threatened to tell, And said they'd "no use for him." Gwendolen Jones came down to the fence. And her face wore a joyful smile When Harold Perclval Marmaduke said He'd play with her "once In a while." St. Nicholas. A I BETWEEN LOVE Jo AND DUTY.&T I BY MARGUERITE STABLER. THE deep, bright blueness of a Mexican sky bent low over its fayored children, as if it would shut away from them, on this one day, every shadow of seriousness or care, and must have been gratified by the gorgeous pageant the Plaza Zocalo flashed back in return. Since early dawn the vendors from the hill dis tricts had been pouring into the city, and tiny booths, like mushrooms, had been springing up all over the market quarter. Long before the first sleepy . eyes in the town had begun to open, the Indian had started on his journey to dispose of his wares as his Toltec nnd Aztec ancestors had done a thousand years before. For this was the great feast-day of the spring time, and it is only on such a day the variegated City of Mexico is seen in all its glory. It is then the market place is the most brilliant scene the all-beholding sun looks down upon in all his eourse. Out of doors, the bril liancy of the colorings is somewhat tempered by the atmosphere, but even so the brain is assailed by such rude blasts of color as almost to make it reel. Gay awnings, bright rebozos, many-hued serapes, embroid eries, spangles, flowers, deep skies, burning suns,brillinntverdure,all con spire to intoxicate the eye. And the rank, primary hues of their chosen colorings suggest, to. the thoughtful, something of the primitive nature of the Children of the Sunshine. And yet, amid all this exterior glad ness, hearts were aching, eyes were weeping, hopes were falling in the stately old house of Cardenas. The warmth of the sunshine and the brightness of the skies could not penetrate the gloom in the heart of Dolores. Her great dark eyes looked out on an altogether bleak and cheer less world. The great old house of the Car denas lamily had been the home of generations of beautiful Car denas daughters from time imme morable. Since the first Senorita Do lores, the women of this house had held their stately heads at the pre: scribed angle, had felt the weight of dignity of belonging tothe oldestfam ilyin .Mexico.had preserved the family feuds and friendships unquestion ably, had dutifully married the suitor chosen by their parents: and had lived, died, and been gathered to their fathers, with never a thought of re volt ngninst the family traditions. But Dolores, the youngest of the family, the erstwhile petted darling of the household, with the blood of such an ancestry in her veins, the ex ample of countless progenitors be fore her eyes, now arose in open re volt against every tradition of the family. The assembled hosts stood aghast at this unexampled waywardness, and declared she was not worthy to bear the sacred name of Cardenns. The suitor they had chosen for her was, to the mind of the family, in every way a worthy alliance for a Carden as, and, as they argued, if he pleased them, why should he not please her? Miguel, who since the death of the old senor, his father, had taken the reins as the head of the family, had no thought of being overridden by a slip of a girl j but the old senora, when she realized her daughter's will was as inflexible as. her own, was al most at the point of being lenient. Now, however, when it was dis covered that Dolores Cardenas had defied thein all not because she was too young to marry or had any tan gible objection to the choice of her family, but because she had clandes tinely met, loved, and pledged her self to an American, a miserable up start Gringo it was decided sh should be promptly sent into a con vent to take the veil. As a consequence, this beautiful holiday world was a bleak and cheer less place to-day for the little Senor ita Dolores. As she stood at her win dow, seeing nothing but the horror of convent walls closing In upon her, Hhe clutched within , her hand her only hope, a tiny, crumpled scrap of paper, on which she rend over and over: , "Go straight to the Plaza Zocalo. I will know you under any disguise If you will wear a whlto cross on your shoulder. I will wait for you at the pottery stall o( old Poncha. Then Mexico adlos!" The girl watched the shadows set tling down over the festive, -ity, nnd sunjmoned oil her courage for thili fateful step. As she looked about her, she ftX- the very walls that had sheltered so many dutiful Cardenas daughters must cry out against her, but what else could she do? The old bishop of Arezzo, the fam ily confessor, was holding a solemn conclave In the room below with Wijuel nd the senora. So, slipping into her disguise, she waited for the noises of the household to settle down into a twilight quiet. ''The only safeguard is a convent," she heard ber brother saying aa she crept toward the half-open door. Hut as they sat so calmly deliber ating upon her fate, little did they dream that at that moment, that very instant, not three yards from them, the little rebel was stealing past them out into the world. Once, in the course of their discussion, something had caused the old senora to stop and listen. Was it a door creaking on n rusty hinge, she asked herself, or a rat scampering through the thick adobe wall? On the other side of the partition the little fugi tive stood breathless. The noise was not repeated, however, so the voice of the senoru arose aguin and droned on in its argument as to the respect ive merits of the different sister hoods. The fugitive daughter wondered if these old souls, who could dispose so calmly of another life, had forgot ten the joys of the heyday of their own youth, or if the good rich blood had ever caroused through their veins as hers did now. She crushed her toy-basket close to her heart to still the tumult of its beating for fear its loud knocking must arouse the house. The shadows had wrapped the city in a merciful monotone of gray as she slipped out the door, under the armorial bearings of the house of Cardenas, whose name she was no longer to bear. Never before had she been out in the street alone. Old Carmela had ulways been as close as her shadow; but, as she remembered she was no longer herself, but for the nonce a mere peon toy-vendor, she held her basket close, and turned toward the plaza. The tide of travel was still set in that direction, for the evening was the gayest time of all. So, falling in with the throng, she was soon an insignificant atom in the crowd. Arrived upon the plaza, the eyes of the Senorta Cardenas widened with excitement. This was the first time in her life she had mingled so closely with the market-place rabble. The haggling of the buyers, the solicit insr of the vendors, the babel of tongues, the yelping of the dogs, the curious-looking foreigners, made up as strange a sight to the carefully brought up little Spanish girl as to the rankest outsider. Her cheeks slowed and her eyes burned with the thrill of novelty, and, forgetting nbout her toys, she stood lost in won der at the life about her. The plaza with its people, its booths, its groups of bull-fighters, flower-girls, and erandees, nil jostling shoulder in good-natured haste, might be a full- dress rehearsal of "Carmen," she thought. At every step deeper into the crowd her safety became surer. She began to wonder what would happen at home when ' thev discovered her flight. She smiled to herself at the consternation that would ensue when after deciding finally upon which convent she should enter, they found their bird had flown, .lust then, a rude party of Mexi can youths, seeing the smiling little toy-vender, stopped with a familiar jest and tried to talk with her. Now, for the first time, she renlized her forlorn position. A sudden fear seized her that she might in some way miss Bandol in all this great crowd. Then a new feor clutched her heart. What if, after counting the danger her abduction would bring upon his head, he had failed her! The next instant she -banished the thought, for straight beyond, tower ing above the crowd, she saw the tall erect figure of Randol jostling every body out of his way in haste to reach the stall of old Panchn in time. The girl, watched him with already the pride of possession. How different he was from the other men she saw! How handsome and fine! The man's keen eyes were scanning every face that passed, Purposely, she drew in to a corner to watch him and realize the fact that it was for her his eyes were so intent nnd his face so eager. She could wait and prolong the joy of the coming moment, for when they did meet it would be for always. As she turned her eyes for an in stant to follow the surging crowd, she caught, or fancied she caught, a sight of Miguel's retreating figure. Was it .possible her escape had al ready been discovered, she wondered. There was no doubt in her mind as to the measures he would take when he found she would not return home with him. To Miguel the honor of his house was dearer than anything yi the world. He would not scruple to kill Gringo to preserve his family escutcheon from a blot. And well his sister knew that when his pride and anger met, there would be no quarter. With this thought the little vendor shrank deeper into the shadow. When her flight was discovered there would be only one explanation of it. The whole city would be aroused in an instant, and their escape made im possible. Ituiidol, in his straightfor wardness nnd self-confidence, could not be made to realize their danger. But as the little peon vendor stood alone and unbefriended in this great city, she felt the force of her help lessness against her brother's power. And her lover! A she looked at him she . felt the danger she had brought upon him with a new poign ancy. Why should she let him risk his life for her? . Itando, meanwhile, stalked up and down in front of the stall, growing restless and impatient. Suddenly, as if drawn by the intensity of her long ing, he turned and walked straight toward her. With an instinctive cry of joy she turned to' spring toward him. Hut the next instant the' cry was stifled. Instead, she flattened herself against the wall and held her breath. The white cross she had pinned upon her shoulder in such ecstacy was turned to the shadow nnd her rebozo drawn close about her face. Straight on he came. Crouching against the wall, she waited. He brushed so near she almost felt, Ms breath upon her cheek. She clasped her hands tight over her heart and dug her nails so deep into her palms the blood came to the surface In tiny crescent-shaped gashes. But she made no sound. Her life was of no great conse quence, she told herself, but liandol wag dearer to her than a thousand lives. She could not let him risk himself so recklessly for her. As Handol, disappointed and baf fled, reached the corner, the lights flared in his face and she saw the eagerness in his eyes had given place to suspicion. He must think her false! He who had believed so ira plieity in her faith that he had glad ly risked everything for her, would now think she had put her family pride above his love. . The gay holiday throng surged around her. Girls with glowing eves looked up into the faces smiling above them, happy voices rang in her ears, passing singers trolled gay love-songs, while the forlorn little toy-vendor stood motionless in her corner. Would he go? Had he given hei up? She strained her eyes after him as he mingled with the crowd. Per haps he did not care so much after all! No, he was coming back! If she could only tell him she was true, she thought. If he could know all the long years that were to follow that she had failed him only to save him, then he would think kindly of the nun in the Spanish convent. He was again nlmost within reach, peering, seurching, wondering. She could stand it no longer. Dropping her basket quietly to the ground the piteous little creature turned and fled. When Eandol reached the angle of the wall where the shadows grew deep and thick he looked carefully, but found it empty. Hack through the streets the little peon fled, alone. No one tried to speak to her, for every eye was filled with the lights and pleasures in the plaza beyond. She reached the frowning house she had so lately left forever, and found it still in darkness. It was early yet, but she had lived out all the joys nnd sorrows of her life in this one hour. She slipped quietly around to the servants' en trance, then into the great hall. The door was still half open, and the bishop's voice was still explaining to the senora the penance her daughter would have to go through before she could enter the sisterhood. Again the old senora thought she heard an unusual sound in the hall. Was it a door creaking on a rusty hinge, she asked herself, or a rat scampering through the old adobe wall? Again the little figure on the other side of the partition stopped nnd held her breath till the voices took up their argument. When at last the unsuspecting senora came to Dolores' room, and said, sternly, "My daughter, we have decided," the little senorita meekly acquiesced like a worthy Cardenas. San Francisco Argonaut. WHY THERE WERE NO BOYS An Instance of Religions Intolerance Common in this Conntry a Century A(0, This story sturts nearly one hundred years ago. The characters are two men, one man's sister, and thirteen supers, says the New York I'ost. Both the men were ardently re- ligious and that meant much more early in the lust century than it does now but they were hopelessly di vided as to a certain schism. The young physician loved the sister of the young minister. This love, being returned by the sister, seemed to grow in intensity as the arguments with the brother became more bitter, That which laughs at locksmiths hardly could be expected to balk at a little thing like the difference of opinion between two men, although each of the latter felt sure that the point upon which they differed would be the means of sending the other to a land of perpetual fire and brim stone. It might be added that so re ligious were they that each privately hoped his position would finally be justified by such an outcome. The marriage took place in the good old way in spite of the brother's protests. When the divine repaired to his chamber that night he prayed "Oh, Lord! Give ear to the voice of Thy humble servant and aid him with Thy divine power in this the hour of his great sorrow. Grant Thou, 0 Omniscient One, that no male child shall ever bless the life of this couple, Let their name become extinct upoD 1he face of Thy footstool." The preacher was a righteous man, and his prayer was certainly fervent, It 1b also thought by some to have availed, for no son was born to that couple, although the writer hereof is the son of one of 13 daughters who were the fruit of their marriage, Waking Francois. The name of Millet, the painter, has been made familiar to many be sides art students by. his "Angelus.' How the (renins of the artist wan roused and encouraged is told in hii recent biography: The most original person of tht family and the one who had the most influence upon Millet was his grand mother. She was an old country woman of intense religions faith, liv ing in God, seeing everything in God ond minirline God in every scene ol nature and every act of life. One of Millet's earliest recollec tions was of his grandmother wok- imr him when he was quite a littlt child and saying to him: "Up, my little Francois! If yoi only knew what u long time the birdi have been singing the glory of Ucftll When he hud to leave home to go tc Paris his grandmother said: "1 would rather see you dead than un faithful to God's commands." At , later time, when he had begun to make his way In Paris, she re minded him again: "Kemember, my Francois, that yon were a Christ. an before you were painter. Paint for eternity, and think that the trump which will call to judgment is on the eve of sound ing." Youth's Companion, Her Comment. Sof tleigh Yaas, I always enhwy at umbrella, doncher know. , Miss Cutting I always suspected that you didn't know enough to go in when it rains, Chicago Daily News, TRAVELING IN LUZON. and Incident of a Jonri-r Through the Provinces of Rlxul and Lacuna. The provinces of Itizal'und I.uguns are more disaffected than any other in the Island of Luzon and have been filled with ladioue bands, which still exist in a scattered condition, accord ing to the Maniia correspondent of the Philadelphia Ledger. The route to the volcano, Taal, lie through these provinces. There is a line of steam launches boats perhaps BO feet in length owned and misman aged by Fiipiuos, which takes the traveler part of the distance from Manila to Taal, pasting through the whole length of the Kiver Pasig and through the lake from which the dis trict of Laguna takes its name. Along the river is a continuous line of native villages, the inhabitants be ing engaged in fishing and funning. As fishermen their methods are unique. Some of the men just wade out till their heads only are out of the water and then, taking a lon breath, thev go below and actually catch fish with their hands. This may appear to be incredible, but we saw it saw thein actually come up with the fish; it is true that their catch was made only once out of a dozen dives, but they got there at times. Others use nets, wading in the river and holding the net, which is a sort of trap mounted on bamboo ticks, in front of them as they walk long the river bed. The fish are plentiful, or their methods would ave noor results. I he women do most of the farming. Their agriculture is extremely poor. It was the dry season and tne crops were very much parched. The land is a fertile plain and the river was running within a few yards of the parched crops. A "tenth of the nergy spent m hslnng, if applied to irrigation, would have given them more lood than mey neeueo, oui they know nothing of irrigation. If the Lord sends them water, well; if not, then there is no water. The boats, managed by Filipinos, wait at different points for reasons that would not stop an American row.boat; once we were stopped in a boiling sun, in the middle of the lake, waiting for Ihree hours for the appearance of another steamer, which had two cows to be trans ferred to our boat. We had about 150 passengers aboard, and the Fil ipino passengers seemed quite con tent to wait until the boat should start, no matter how long it might be. ' On a recent occasion ono of these boats was out in the lake all night because it had run out of coal, nnd in the morning the officials of the boat tried to collect another fare from the passengers, because it was "otro dia" We were eight hours on this twin- screw launch making nbout, 35 miles. Arriving at Calamba, a military post, we found the people well enough dis posed to Americans and willing to oblige in every way. Throughout the trip we found these people far bet ter disposed to us in all places where there was or had been a military post. There was a very good mil itary road from this place to Tanaa- un, where we had to ehange ve hicles. It is not the terminus of the military road, but the road takes an other direction. Here there was no military post, and the behavior of the people was in marked contrast with that we had experienced in Calamba. The road from Calamba to Amha- Ion, the village nearest the volcano, was a native road. The ride was a wild dream, or, rather, nightmare. The vehicle, drawn by two native ponies, was the complete and perfect work of the evil one. It, rattled, jolted, and threatened to go to pieces. The native road was the very worst road I have ever seen, and I have ridden a bicycle on all the by roads of Connecticut and New York states for 12 years. The sent of the vehicle was of hardwood; the makers had not considered the pos sibility of their containing anyone larger than a Filipino, and the head of n fairly tall American just touched the roof. Every time the cart struck a stone the American's head struck the roof, and, as the road was all stones, the tops of our heads were pretty well mashed by the time the lake was reached. Then there was a mean contrivance placed on the back of the sent; it was in tended to represent a bnck rest, but it was of hardwood, and the sharp side out, nnd so placed that if just caught, the back of nn American In 3 place where the bone is most prom inent. The misery of that ride will never be forgotten. lleitnttfnl Metal I.nee. After a great many experiments, metal lace has been produced of great strength and considerable beauty. For screen doors or fire screens Notting ham lace curtain stuffs,, in green, brown, gold or silver oxide colors, are beautiful far beyond the possibilities of common white netting. A strip of common lace metallized, in gold or sil ver and made into a lampshade gives a charming effect. Arabian lace, when metallized, has the appearance of be ing made of heavily-woven silver or gold. First Monument to Slaves. The first monument to slaves in this conntry was erected in the town of Fort Mill, S. C, by Cnpt. S. E. White, n ex-confederate soldier, who sought in this way to perpetuate the memory ami glorify the fidelity with which the negroes in the south served during the war for southern independence. This monument was erected about 10 or 15 years ago. while many of the peo ple whose truth and loyalty it is in tended to commemorate were still living. A Matter of Economy. Mrs. Newlywed You don't press me to your bosom as often as you used, Mr. Newlywed No; I can't afford to mash the cigars in my vest pocket as often as I used. Judge. Fly Paper. ' "What's the matter, Willie?" said Mrs. Brown to her small son, who was crying. "My kite won't fly," sobbed Willie, "and I made it out of fly papq:,', tool The Lyra. CLING TO THEIR CAGES. Keeper of Wild Animals Tells Soma Interesting- Things About His Charaea. If the people who write so mnch about winiaU," taid Mr. Blackburn, the head keeper of the national too, to a Washington Post reporter, re cently, "could spend a month or two in charge of a large zoo such as this, or the one in Lundrn, they would no doubt change many of the opinions which they have expressed with con fidence in the books and stories which manyNof them have written." "For instance," he continued, "I take notice that Ernest Thompson-Se-ton says that animals ought to be con tinually changed and shifted nbout from one paddock, cage and pasture to another, to keep them from being discontented and nervous. The rhi noceros, he savs, comes in time to know every bolt and bar in his cage, so that, according to the author, the animal ought to be shifted into new quarters when this happens, to pre vent his dying of ennui and lonesome ness. This sounds very well and hu mane, especially when it appears in a magazine with nice illustrations, but when it comes down to practice. I am afraid that Mr. Thompson-Seton would find that it would not pan out. Animals are as peculiar, cranky and uncertain as people, and it is impossi ble to tell in advance how any experi ment in the way of new quarters oi changing about is likely to result. Let me give you a pointer or two from my own experience. "Along about. 1S76 I was with Bar rum's circus. At that time they had an old polar bear that had been with th show for eight years. He lived in a little cage about large enough for ont to turn round in, yet, for all that, he was as fat and contented as one could well desire. Well, along about the eighth year of the creature's existence in Barnum's show, the management de cided that, as he was getting old, il would be a good plan to trade him ofl for three young bears to the Hagen hack people in Hamburg, and they did. The young bears arrived in aa good condition as you could well de sire, yet in four weeks' time all threi had died. As for the old bear, which had lived with the show for eight years, he went to Hamburg, where he was turned into a large, roomy pit but in less than a month he. too, had p-iven up the ghost. The old fellow missed his old quarters, and the shak ing up of loading and unloading ol the circus, so that he simply pine away and died of homesickness and wishing for his old cage. "You see. it is this way: While an animal is like a human being, and does, to be sure, require a change now and then, it is more than humanlike in its love of routine, in its grooviness, one might say. Animals become attached to certain quarters, just as a country man gets used to the farm on which he was born and has lived all his life. so that when they are removed from the cage in which they feel perfectly Bt home it frightens, annoys, worriei nnd unnerves them to such an extent that, frequently, they pine away and die as a result. "We have an object lesson in the con servatism of animals nearly every month here at the zoo. Ihe average person would imagine that all that would be necessary to insure long life and happiness to zoo animals would be simply to open the doors to theii cages and watch them spring out into a nice, roomy yard, to spend the day cavorting around and enjoying their new-found freedom. But this is not what usually occurs. Some years ago when I first came with the nationn zoo, workmen had just completed th very fine series of large outdoor cagei for the big carnivores, which ran th length of the main buildings. The in ner cages of the lions, tigers, leopards etc., all have doors leading out into these yards, and a few days after I had been here. I opened the door of the cage in which we kept our biggest lion, expecting he would go out and have a good time. "But he did nothing of the sort. He kept away from the door as though it were a trap, until at last one of the men took a scraper and prodded him out. Then, after he was once out he was afraid to return. "He stayed out in the yard three days, until on the fourth, when a heavy rainstorm set in, we were obliged to drive him in again. Even then we had a time of it getting him in. We would get him as far as the door, and sometimes he would poke his head in, but just as sure as we un dertook to hurry him along, he would bolt bnck again, as though frightened nnd afraid to venture further. "Take our pnir of fine leopards as another example. I verily believe that if I were to change them into new quarters they would die, although they are now in excellent condition. When the female leopard first came to the zoo she did not eat anything for three days, nnd I was beginning to think that we were going to lose her, when on the fourth day she began to get used to her new quarters and to eat something. To-day she is perfectly happy and at home in this cage. "About the only animal or animals that will leave their cage with a bound are the apes and monkeys. You may rest assured that the minute the cage door is open. Mr. Monk is going to be up nnd doing, leaving the. cage without the least hesitation, and mak ing straight for the place where he can commit the most mischief." Two Sides to It. Musician I don't suppose you heard ivhat l was playing last evening you and the others kept up such a chat ter. One of the Chatterers No; but then, I don't suppose you heard what we were talking ubout; so I guess you lost more than we did. Boston Transcript, . Comfort. The next morning he read in the pa pers that his wife's fete champetre beggarded description. "Then I am not alone in being beg gared by it! he exclaimed, and a Bt range comfort crept into hi deaolat heart. Puck. knew It All. ' Grimes How is your son getting along in college? Gormason Splendidly! The amount of things, he knows Is wonderful. can't imagine how Mrs. G. and I go along before he went there. Bostoa Transcript. AN IRIQUOIS BRAVE IN EARLY COLONIAL DAYS. l-'lnd lliawntbu. The Iroquois were a part of the Five Nations confederacy or ganized, so legend tells us, by Hiawatha. The confederacy was or ganized in what now constitutes the State of New York about the beginning of the fifteenth century, until the beginning of the- eighteenth century when the J uscaroras, of North Carolina, became a part of the league, after which it was known as the Six Nations, and as such took a prominent part on the side of the English in the revolutionary war. At the time of the revolution the members of the confederacy numbered about 15,000. To-dav the descendants of the tribe which composed the league num ber about 13,000, but are widely scattered over the United States and Canada. VISIT TOMBS OF ANCESTORS. Anelent Rellgtionn Ceremonial An nun II y Ohncrved by the C hinese Court. The Chinese court started recently for the western tombs ot the royal house of China. There was an im mense amount of ceremony observed in relation to the visit and no los than 400 railway cars were requisitioned to convey the royal pair, their courtiers and baggage on their journey. One afternoon a representative of the London Daily News waited upon an influential Chinaman resident in London to glean all the particulars possible in relation to the ceremony. "It is purely a religious ceremonial," remarked the official. "There will be no junketing, no feasting. Everything will be carried out in the most solemn manner. One object of the visit to the tombs is to impress upon the minds of the visitors is that sooner or later nil men, no matter how great their po sition, must go to the grave. Another is that the dead may live in the memo ries of their descendants from genera tion to generation and their virtues he perpeuated. By such ceremonies the Chinese people believe that they offer an incentive to men to live good lives, so that- their children and chil dren's children may take a pride In their tombs. "It is not," continued the Chinese gentleman, "absolutely necessary that the emperor or empress should visit the tomb every year, but when the crowned heads cannot make the jour ney they must send as their representa tive the next heir to the throne, the nearest of kin. Should they omit do ing this the Chinese race would con sider that an unpardonable insult had been offered to the illustrious dead, which would be productive of the gravest results, both politically and socially. The tomb which is the oD- tective of the present visit lies some considerable distance west of the city of Peking, and can now be reached or nearly reached by rail. "In clays not so very remote the pil grimages were made either in carts or in palaquins, the common people going on foot. During the time the pilgrims were passing through any vil lage or town all labor ceased until the cortege had got well upon its way; even the laborers working in the fields stopped work as a sign of sympathy and respert for those who were show ing honor to their dead. In those times the Chinese royal pilgrimage was a most interesting and' picturesque function. Even now. when the west ern method of travel has robbed the journey of much oMts quaint cere monial, it is nn imposing sight, and one which Europeans corned to witness." are not wel- Woman in Importnnt Post. No woman occupies a more responsi ble position tinder the United States government than Mrs. A. E. Brown, who for many years has been the burnt aote expert of the treasury depart ment. Her husband, through ill health, was incapacitated a score of years ago, and the couple then left their home in New York and went to Washington, where Mrs. Brown at once applied for a government position. After a. great deal of persistence she secured a position in the treasury and was set to work counting ten-cent notes, or "shin plasters," as tjie frac tional currency at that time issued was known. These were received by the wagon load, in all stages of delnpida- tion. Her first promotion came in a year, when she was permitted to count 25-cent notes. After that 11s the years went by she climbed steadily upward to her present important post. So fa miliar is she with United States cur rency and that of the national banks that she can put together charred notes which no one else could tell from any other sort of paper. Chicago Hec-ord-IIerald. Will Aid Renenrch. Two professors of Jena university H. Siedentopf and H. Zsigmondy have discovered a new method of mi croscopic parservation. whereby ul tramiscroscopic particles are not only made visible, but can also be studied with a full view of determin ing their size. A full description was recently published by the inventors in the German scientific journal An nalen der rhysik (volume 10, 1903). The method -consists mainly in a powerful artificial illumination of the particles to be observed. Consular .Report. and continued practically unchanged WHERE KINGS ARE COMMON. In Ihe Creek Niniim Alone There Are o I.eNM Tint 11 Tvieiily-Flve of Them. Kings are very common in the Indian territory. In fact, ihey are so com mon that uo attention is paid to them, and their movements pxcite no com ment whatever. In the Creek country alone there are -) real king.-. Nero Drew is a fair sample of Iheiu. 'Kacli one has a kingdom to look after, and it keeps him busy doing it, says the Kan sas City Journal. The title does not descend from fa ther to son, 11s it dors in itie effete Eu ropean monarchies. The Indians elect their own kings. The tenure of office is two years. However, whenever an Indian is chosen king and serves his people well he is usually reelected without opposition. Some of the old kings in the Creek nation have been at the head of their kingdoms for 40 years or more. -Nero Drew has been a king for .'!U years. The Creel; nation is divided into -5 towns, which is about the same as a township in the stall's. Kai'h town has a king, whose duty it is to look after the Indians of his town. He has no , power to spend their money or to com mand them to do anything. His powers are somewhat paternal. He looks after the sick, and sees that they have med ical attention. He cares for the poor and decrepit. When any of his sub jects get into trouble, he gives them fatherly advice and frequently appeals to the federal authorities to show them mercy. He advises with his sub jects on all matters pertaining to their interests. In truth, he is their worldly adviser. Sometimes he is their spirit ual adviser also, for occasionally the Indians elect a preacher as king. Indian kings are not very well com pensated. They get no salary. H is a labor of love will', them. The only possible show they have of gettingany money out, of 1he office is through boodling at elections. In this respect the Indians are not behind the tunes. They boodle the same as other people. Elections sometimes come high to the candidates. Town kings are usually quite influential among the people of their kingdom and they command a fairly good price for their influence at elections. Most of them are full blood Indians. Some, however, are mixed bloods. Orlwin of Mnearont. Macaroni is said to have originated in Italy. A wealthy man bad a cook of marvelous genius. One day he de vised these tubes and served them up. The first mouthful elicited from the epicure the e jaculation, "curi," or "the darlings." With the second mouthful he called "maseari!" or "oh, what darlings!" nnd with the third he called, with emotion, "ma varoni!" "oh, but the dearest darlings!" and the name has clung to it ever since. An Imperii!! ve Sentence. Prof. Geo. C. Wakefield, who teaches one of the "language" classes in- the Sumner county, Kansas, high school, called on a pupil to define an "impera tive sentence." The correct answer was given. He then asked a boy to give an illustration of an imperative sentence. The first boy couldn't do it. The next one called on rose to his feet and said: "Prof. Wakefield', go away back and sit down." Live Bnt In n Brick Wnll. One day recently a brick wall in Baltimore, w hich had not been, touched since 1871, was torn down, audi in a lit tle cavHy, completely enclosed, was found a bnt which must have been there for 32 years. It flew out and was captured. In the same cavity was found the skeleton of another bat which had not been vigorous enough to stand the long wait for light and food. New Federal Jobs. The last congress created 11,310 new offices and employments at an annual compensation of $7,927,639. As the congress also abolished 1,815 of fices the net increase is 9,501, with an aggregate of $6,986,153 in salaries and wages. Adequate Return. Mrs. Hauskeep Suppose I should give you a nice dinner to-day, what re turn would you make? Hungry Higgins Well, ma'am, if liked your cookin I'd return just M often as I could, ma'am. Philadelphia Press. . . " .