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AN BVENINQ IDYL. •i-?fs^x*" *r sw- J! tT'i K'-'lLV l': Quiet now, But if He wakes, ft \t V*... vt&i Then a row. Squeezes, Sugar, Osculation, Loud e— Nough to WvV '. Still Dr. Mary Clarimont kept her temper. "I am sorry, Aunt Jo," she said pleasantly. "But I hope that you will eventually change your mind." "I used to keep a thread-and-needle store when I was a young woman," replied Aunt Jo, drily, "and I always sould tell the ring of a counterfeit half dollar when a customer laid it on the counter. I could then, and I can now —and I tell you what, Mary, there's base metal about Harry Marlow." Dr. Mary bit her lip. "Perhaps. We will not discuss the subject further, Aunt Jo." she said, with quiet dignity, and the old lady jaid no more. "Aant Jo is wrong," persisted the pretty young M. D. to herself. "Mary is making a fool of herself!" thought Aunt Jo. Aldenbury was a pretty manufactur ing village, with amain street shaded by umbrageous maples, a "west end," "where people who had made their ^fortunes lived comfortably in roomy okl houses, surrounded by velvet lawns and terraced gardens, and an J''east end," where people fought des Tipefately, and not always successfully, keep body and soul together on the .'merest pittance. And a little way out of the village the almshouse, built and endowed by ,a certain smugglingseacaptain, whose 'v conscience had pricked him during his wmmm Moonlight,' Hammock, ,* Muvatid maid Whispers Sweet as Marmalade. Papa .' •.••' Sleeping Raise the nation. Snoring ceases, Warning note! Next a Sound from Papa's throat. A scream, A clash, A mighty smash: A howl Of pain, A homeward dash. —Kansas City Journal. BROKEN TROTH. HEN Mary Clari mont's engagement was proclaimed to the world there ensu ed a general expres sion of suprise. People generally are surprised at matrimonial engage ments. There is al ways some cogent reasons why things should have been adjusted otherwise —why John should have married and Peter should prefer Joan, Betsv. Nobody was ever yet married to suit everybody. But in Mary Clarimont's case it did seem as if the course of true love had interfered seriously with the current of common sense and prudence. Miss Clarimont was only twenty one, a tall imperial beauty, with dewy black eyes, a, skin as fresh as damask roses, and dark brown hair, coiled in shining bands at the back of her head. Moreover, Miss Clarimont had a "career" before her. She had just graduated from the Medlield Medical University, and taken out her diplo ma as an M. D. "And only to think of it," said Aunt Jo, bursting into tears of vexa tion and disappointment, "that she must needs go and ruin all her pros pects by getting engaged to Harry Marlow, down in New York!' "It does seem strange, Aunt Jo, when I sit down and think of it," said Doctor Mary, laughing and blushing. "Six months ago my profession was all the world to me. 1 neither wished nor cared for anything outside its limits. The future was all mapped out before me without let or hindrance and now "Humph!" growled Aunt Jo. "Any brainless idiot can get married and keep a man's house and mend his shirt for him, but you were made for something higher and more dignified, Mary." Mary's dew-bright eyes sparkled. "Higher, Aunt Jo?" said she. "More dignified? There you are mistaken. There is no higher or more dignified lot in life than that of the true wife of a noble husband." "Fiddlesticks!" said Aunt Joe. "As if every poor fool who was dazzled by the glitter of a wedding ring didn't say the same thing! You've disappointed me, Mary Clairmont, and I'm ashamed of you, and that is the long and the short of it." "Dear Aunt Jo," said she, "I shall not let my sword and shield rust, believe me. Harry has only his own talents to advance him in the world, and it will be at least a year before we shall be .'ready to marry. In the meantime I rnhall except the post of visiting physi cian to the Aldenbury almshouse and practice my profession in Aldenbury, just the same as if there were no en gagement'.•" "1 wish to goodness there wasn't, •paid Aunt Jo." tell you what, Mary I don't fancy that smiling, smooth-tongued young man of yours, and I never shall." latter days, raised its grey stone gables to the sky, and made a pictur esque background to the landscape. Dr. Mary Clarimont made something of a sensation at Aldenbury. Up to this time all the resident M. D.'snad been stuffy old gentlemen with wigs, or pert young ones with eyeglasses. A beautiful young lady who wrote prescriptions and compounded pills ami ^jwtipnSv. was a novelty. iq the bjrno means adisagreeable doceortmderstood her- her patients. *Jiad the poor old people at the a|ld ot It was a brilliant December day when the young physician stood in the neat-carpeted reception-room, draw ing on her fur gloves previous to en tering her neat phaeton once again, while she reiterated to the white-cap ped maid some directions concerning old Ann Mudgett's rheumatism, when the matron hurried in. "Oh I beg your pardon, Dr. Clari mont," said she, "out I clean forgot the new old woman." "The new old woman,"repeated Dr. Mary with a^smile. "That is," exclaimed Mrs. Cunning ham, "she only came last night—a quiet old soul, half blind, and quite bad with theastluna. Perhaps you'd better just see her before you go. She brought a card of admission from Dr. Merton, the New York clergyman, who is one of our directors, you know. And she seems a decent body enough." So Dr. Mary went cheerfully into the little brick-paved room, with its white pallet-bed, cushioned rocking chair, and neatly-draped casement, where sat a poor, little, shrivelled-up woman, wrapped in a faded shawl. She looked timidly up, as Dr. Mary came in, from under the borders of her cap. "I'm a poor lady, miss," said she, "and I'm sensible I'm making a deal of trouble in the world. But the Lord don't always take us, miss, when we'd like to go." "This is the Dr," said Mrs. Cunning ham. The little woman would have risen up to make a feeble courtesy, but Dr. Mary motioned her to keep her seat. "What is your name?" said she, pleasantly. "Louise Marlow, miss." "Mailow? That is an unusual name, isn't it?" said Mary Clarimont, colouring in spite of herself. "We're English, miss," said the old woman, struggling bravely with the asthma. "There ain't many of us in this country. I've a son, miss, in the law business, as any mother might be proud of." "A son!" echoed Mrs. Cunningham "and you in the almshouse?" "Not that it's his fault, ma'am," the old creature made haste to explain. "My son is to be married to a line, proud young lady, as is (it for any prince mall the land, and, of course, he can't be expected to burden himself with a helpless old woman like me. He says I'm to write and let liini know how I get along, and if I'm sick or any thing he'll try to see me. I sewed car pets until the asthma got a hold of me, and supported myself comforta bly. But, of course, I couldn't lay up anything for a rainy day—who could? And Henry coulden't help me, for he's getting ready to be married, poor lad! So I went to Dr. Merton and asked him did he know any decent place where an old womanlike me could end her days in peace. And he gave me a card to come here and some money to pay my travelling expenses—God bless him!—and here I am." Mary Clarimont "listened quietly to the garrulous tale, but the colour varied in her cheeks more than once as she stood there. "Is your son's name Harry Mar low?" she said slowly and thought fully.' Ves, miss at your service," said the old woman, with a duck of her white-capped head which was meant to do duty in place of the impossible courtesy. "Is lie like this?" said Dr. Mary, taking a photograph from her pock et. The old woman, with trembling hands, fitted on her iron-bowed spec tacles, and looking at the picture, ut tered a little cry of recognition. "Sure, miss, it is his own self," she cried. "You are acquainted with him, then?" "Somewhat," said Dr. Mary, com posedly, as she returned the photo graph to its place. And now I will give you something to relieve this difficulty in breathing." But the old crone eyed her wistfully. "Perhaps you know the young lady my son is to marry?" "Yes," said Dr. Mary writing some thing in her prescription book. I have seen her." "Perhaps, miss,"faltered the woman, "you would nive her my humble duty and tell her I would just like to look at her for once and see what she is like. There's no fear of my troubling her, miss, for I mean to end my days here. But I would like to see her just once. And if it wouldn't* be asking oo much, miss, would you please write to my son, and tell him where I am? for I'm no scholar myself, and I'm his mother, after all." 'I will write to him," said Mary quietly, and so she went away. 'I never see a lady doctor afore," said old Mrs.. Marlow, with a long sigh. "But she's a pretty creetur, and it seems good to have her around. I hope she'll come again soon." "You may be sure ofthat," said the matron, brusquely. "Dr. Clarimont ain't one to neglect poor people be cause they are poor." That evening Aunt Jo, frying crullers over the kitchen fire, was surprised by a visit from her niece, who came in all wrapped in furs, with her cheeks crimsoned with the frosty winter air. "Bless me! this ain't never you!" said Aunt Jo, peering over the rims of her spectacles. "I drove over to see you, Aunt Jo," said Mary, "to tell you that you were right. The metal was counter feit." "Eh?" said Aunt Jo, mechanically ladling out the brown curly crullers, although she did not look at what she was doing. "I have written to Harry Marlow, cancelling our engagement," said Dr. Mary, calmly, albeit her voice faltered a little. "The man who will heartless ly let his old mother go to the alms house, sooner than take the trouble to maintain her, can be no fit hus band for any woman!" And then she sat down by the fire and told Aunt Jo everythins. tor crabbed, crusty old Aunt Jo had been like a mother to her, and the girl's heart was full to overflowing. When she had ceased speaking, Aunt Jo nodded her head. "You have done well and wisely," said she. Old Mrs. Marlow died that winter in Aldenburv almshouse, with her head ot^pr. Mary Clarimont's arm, and n$ver knew that her garrulous confes sions had deprived her BOH of his promised wife. And Mary says quietly ajrid resolute ly that her profession must be hus band and home to her henceforward. "*Mt Aunt Jo. FOB AND ABOUT WOMEN* SUBJECTS OP PRACTICAL INTER EST TO THE WOMEN. NewYork Styles—-Women Who Have Nerves—Metalllo Prenoh Worn an—The Homely and Useful Girl—Women With Brains. New York Styles. Gowns ofblackgrenadine rival those of lace so long in favor. The Bquare meshed plain grenadine is most used, then dotted, serpentine-striped, or plaided grenadine, while the newest dresses are those with chevron stripes forming points in the middle of the breadth. A Parisian novelty just im ported combines pale pink or blue ladies' cloth with black iron grenadine, the cloth of the skirt front and parts of the bodice having appliqueembroid ery of jetted grenadine, while borders of cloth are applied on the grenadine. Another fancy is for a coat of black foulard with colored design worn with a black grenadine skirt. Most of the grenadine gowns are made over colored silk, which may be a plain color or else of changeable taf feta, and they are enriched with flounces or panels of lace, and trim mings of jet, gold galloon, or the jewel led passementeries. Green, red, and lavender are the colors most used for silks under transparent grenadine. The design is usually around or point ed waist of the grenadine, without darts, pleated at the waist on a fitted lining of silk. A flounce of lace edges the bodice, and the large sleeves and collar are of lace, The skirt is nearly straight, with flat panels of lace laid down the sides, or a gathered flounce at the foot. The passementerie is used in bow-knots or disks on the front of the bodice and sleeves, and as heading in rows on the flounces. Corded black laces almost like passe menterie are chosen for flat trimmings, and the French laces with line dots and bow-knots or the new basket pat tern for flounces. Some handsotne black grenadine dresses made over black satin have a vest of guipure lace that is studded with large jet nail-heads or with small er bits of cut steel. The lace is laid over gold net that gleams through its open meshes. Black net of large meshes dotted with jet cabochons forms the sleeves and full vest of other grenadine gowns a jet collar and deep cuffs with a pointed half-girdle are added, and a deep rain fringe of very fine jet beads falls from the edge of the bodice. This fringe trimming is much used on gowns for women with large hips, as it adds nothing to the size. Newly imported outing dresses of navy blue serge have the skirt attach ed to a short corselet or bodice, which is furnished with suspenders that pass over the shoulders above a shirt waist of washable silk. These suspenders are straped of the serge, two inches wide, piped or corded with lighter blue wool, and cut in one with the front and back of the little bodice, which is merely a girdle or Swiss belt neatly fitted and whaleboned. The skirt is in bell shape, without lining, and has a hem simulated at the foot with a cord of pale bjue. A petticoat to be worn beneath is of blue silk or mo hair. The silk shirt has a shallow yoke, a box pleat down the front, and a turned-over collar, to be worn with a necktie the sleeves are full and straight, with turned-back cuffs. A jacket of blue serge, fastened by a strap buttoned across the bust, is made with a belt in the back, with lapped ends. Other outing dresses have the laced bodice that became so popular last year. A_ pretty model of bluet blue Isle of Wight serge has a sheath skirt, with pointed pockets on the sides edget^ with red and gold braid, and three clusters ot these braids are in rows around the skirt near the foot. The pointed belt is laced in front, back, and on each side above a shirt waist of blue silk striped with red. Kevers of the silk set up the front give a novel effect to the shirt, which has the popular turned over collar, and very long sleeves with cuffs that lit the wrist, and turn back from the top toward the hand. A sleeveless jacket of blue serge, completing this dress is fitted in the back and rolls open in front, with revers braided to match the skirt. The hat of black straw is in the new sailor shape that is oval from front to back rather than round, with very low crown and nar row brim, its only trimming aband of gold ribbon around the crown, with a small flat bow on the left side. Women Who Have Nerves, The medical director of abiggymna sium was talking recently about women's nervous worries and woes. "Physical deformities and deficien cies," said he, "such as lateral curva ture of the spine, wry necks and stooped shoulders and diseases of the digestion, are quite as common among men as among women, perhaps more so. But nervous troubles are far more usual with women and they seem to be increasing every year in fre quency. "Take a woman who has been whip ping herself up to her work and her pleasures with drugs and stimulants till the system will no longer respond. By-and-by she goes all to pieces and seems to be the most hopeless wreck living. Sometimes she really is a wreck and sometimes she has courage enough to try to puli herself together again. The gymnasiums axe full of such women. They have to begin at the very beginning andgivethemselves soul and body to the task of regener ation." "And they succeed?" "Oh, well, that depends. If they have sense enough to let drugs alone when they find themselves in shape to start their social life again, they may do very well but the chances are they only go the same course a second time. Metallic French Women. Just at present the native women in Paris who have the most claim to beauty—or who have cultivated the orchid to the last effects by means th (be artificialtiM of •*1 visa be," says .jr jr«* suc iat mvn ch their could be termed Tbejr don't aim at all at Ming merely and vulgarly, pretty. Even the favorites of the Nouveau Cirque want to be dis tinguished, if you please. Taking tibe list of Paris actresses and singers through you could not put your finger on one who is lovely as Lillian Bus sell, for instance, is lovely. The precise term, of course, never applies to a French woman. The prettiest of the actresses all have a vein of that metallic quality that Henry James talks about. Now, what exactly are the components of their supreme chic? One of tne most regularly pretty people is Mile Depoix of the Gymnaise. Her face is of a rounded oval, her nose tolerably straight, her eyes large and luminous and her mouth small and well cut. The large and luminous eyes are an exception almost all the women actually before the public have small, narrow eyes, eyes after the manner of Jane Hading's.—Courier Journal. Colors to Wear, An artist's rule as to color is: Choose carefully only those tints of which a duplicate may be found in the hair, the eyes or the complexion. A woman with blue-gray eyes and a thin, neutral-tinted complexion is never more becomingly dressed than in the blue shades in which gray is mixed, for in these complexions there is a certain delicate blueness. A brunette is never so exquisite as in cream color, for she has reproduced the tinting of her skin in dress. Put the same dress on a colorless blonde and she will be far from charming, while in gray she would be quite the reverse. The reason is plain—in the blonde's sallowness there are tints of gray, and in the dark woman's pallor there are always yellowish tones, the same as predominate in the cream colored dress. Women who have iather florid complexions look well in various shades of plum and heliotrope, also in certain shades of dove gray,tor to a trained eye this color lias*a tinge of pink, which harmonizes with the flesh of the face. Blondes look fairer and younger in dead black like that of wool goods or velvet, while brunet tes require the sheen of satin or gloss of silk in order to wear black to ad vantage. The Homely but Useful Girl, The "useful" girl, writes Ella Wheel er Wilcox in the Ladies' Home Jour nal, is not noticeable in any way. Everybody makes use of her and everybody likes her. She has no enemies and no love.is. Women like her very much and men speak highly of her when she is brought to their attention in some way, but they never think about her voluntarily. They appreciate her highly when she helps them out of a corner and thank her cordially and then forget her un til they neeel her again. She is not apt to marry for men do not care for useful girls before marriage. She can sew, get a dinner if needs be amuse the children, assist in gettingup entertain ments for other people to participate in, and she is an excellent nurse, and reads aloud well, and sings a little— enough to rock a child asleep or to help out a chorus. She is like the green "everlasting," —scentless, and not beautiful, yet indispensable in a garden. Women With Brains. If any one doubts the inventive fac ulty of woman's brain, he should per use a recently published list of the patents applied for by women in Eng land alone during one week. It in cludes the names of many women in ventors: G. T. Blumlein of Germany for improved stand or holder for um brellas, sticks and the like Serapliine Schneider of London for an improve ment in corsets or stays Mary Lydia White Martinat of London for im provements in clothes dryers Hannah Barnes of London for an improved valance suspender suitable for bed steads Elizabeth Mary Ann Moy of 110 St. James street, Brighton, for improvements in corsets Isabella Annie Cawley of 10 Norfolk road, Brighton, for the protection of watch es, purses and money, styled "the na val and military watch and protec tor Eda Altman of London for im provements in piping guides for sew ing machines.—Boston Herald. Shirt Waists and Blouses. The fabrics most used for blouses and shirt waists are made of fancy surahs, wash silks, French flannel, and percale, but for mid-summer wear they are also being made of finest lin en lawn, embroidered muslin, crepe de Chine, and India silks daintily button holed and embroidered on the fronts, collar and cuffs. The shirt waists are a most valuable addition to summer outfits. They are so variously fash ioned that they can be made alike be coming to slender and full figures, and the economist who supplies herself with half-a-dozen of these pretty,dressy bodices can give freshness to her toilets at comparatively small outlay. White India silk waists with hair stripes of violet, rose-pink, ciel-blue, or red, are considered dressy enough to wear with white lace skirts or those of lace-trimmed crepe de Chine. Notes. The comfortable, convenient and comparatively cheap little fur capes have had their day. The mutton leg is still the popular style of sleeve for toilets and costumes of eyery description. Nearly every gown has basques oi panniers, both of which are extremely unbecoming to stout women. The combination ot velvet with all species of fabric will continue to be a feature of spring and summer cos tumes and evening toilets. Silk is more used than it has been for many seasons. Panels, waistcoats and sleeves in most of the woolen stuffs are now in favor. The particular choice of the season is Bengaline, both plain and figured, be cause it is soft in drapery, lustrous and rich looking, but not expensive. While there are not a few indications that shirts are less clinging, yet the trimmings wd draperies wul preserve the effect of slenderness now in vogue for some time to come Green is the favorite color for fancy articles, Mid exquisite little purses for yonng ladies are of green leather inhettt shape, ornamented with th* wnr monogram of the fair powwor. *OUOHUr«,NCAUPORNlA, Who Was Shot Last WNkT In The Century for June are remi* niscences of the pioneer life by ol^Lmin* ers from which we take this incident: In 1851 Moklumne Hill was one of the worst camps in California. "Who was shot last week?" was the first question asked by the miners when they came in from the river or the sur roundiug diggings on Saturday nights or Sundays to gamble or get supplies. It was very seldom that the answer was, "No one." Men made desperate by drink or losses at the gambling table would race up and down the thoroughfares, in single file, as boys play the game of "follow my leader," each imitating the actions of the foremost. Select ing some particular letter in a sign they would fire in turn, regardless of everything but the accuracy of the aim. Then they would quarrel over it as though they were boys playing a game of marbles, while every shot was likely to kill or wound some unfortu nate person. The gambing tents were large and contained not only gaming tables but billiard tables. At one of these I was once playing billiards with a man named A few feet from us, raised upon a plat form made for the purpose, were seat ed three Mexican musicians, playing guitars for these places were always well supplied with instrumental music. The evening seldom passed without disputes, and pistols were quickly drawn to settle quarrels. Upon any outbreak men would rush xrom all parts of the room, struggling to get as near as possible to the scene of action and often they paid the penalty for their curiosity by being accidentally shot. While and I were engaged in our game, we could hear the monotonous ap peal of the dealers. 'Make your game, gentlemen, make your game. Red wins and black loses." Suddenly bang, bang, bang went the pistols in a distant part of the tent. The usual rush followed. Bang, bang, again,and this time the guitar dropped from the hands of one of the unoffending music ians, who fell forward to the groui with a bullet through his neck. His friends promptly undertook to carry him past us to the open air. Our table was so near the side of the tent that only one person at a time could go be tween it and the canvas. was standing in the way, just in the act of striking the ball with his cue, when one of the persons carrying the wound ed man touched him with the request that he moved to one side. He turn ed and saw the Mexican being sup ported by the legs and arms, the blood flowing from his neck then with the coolest indifference he said, "Hold on, hold on, boys, till I make this shot," then, resuming his former position, he deliberately finished his shot. Color of Eyes and Hair. All thechildren in school in Prussia, numbering 4,000,000, on a certain day were examined, and the color of their eyes and hair carefully registered. It was found that 42.97 per cent, had blue eyes and 24.31 per cent, brown, while no less than 72 per cent, had blonde hair, 26 per cent, brown, and only 1.21 per cent, black hair. Only 6.53 per cent., again, are of brunette complexion. In Bavaria the light-haired proportion is much smaller, and the savans, therefore, consider that the dark complexion comes from the South, which is in accordance with the general belief. Southern Asia any color but In black for the hair may be said to be absolutely unknown, and light colored eyes though not unknown, are extremely rare. Kilkenny Cats. During the rebellion which occurred in Ireland in 1798, or it may be in 1803, Kilkenny was garrisoned by a troop of Hessian soldiers, who amused themselves in barracks by tying two cats together by their tails and throwing them across a clothes line to fight. The officers, hearing of this cruel practice, resolved to stop it. As he entered the room one of the troopers, seizing a sword cut the tails in two as the auimals hung across the line. The two cats escaped, minus their tails, through the open window, and when the officer inquired the meaning of the two bleeding tails being left in the room, he was coolly told that two cats had been fighting, and had devoured each other all but the tails.—Notes and Queries. Queen Victoria and the Bible. It was a noble and beautiful answer at the Queen—the monarch of a free people, reigning morebylovethanlaw, because seeking to reign in the fear of God—it was a noble answer she gave to an African prince who sent an as semblage with costly presents and asked her in return to tell him the secret of England's greatness and Eng land's_ glory, and the beloved Queen sent him not the number of her fleet, not the number of her armies, not the account of her boundless merchandise, nor the details of her inexhaustible wealth. She did not, like Hezekiah in an evil hour, Bhow the embassador her diamonds and her rich ornaments, but, handing him a beautifully bound copy of the Bible, she said: "Tell the Prince that this is the secret of Eng land's greatness." She Left Them. The Lewiston Journal says that a nervous woman was on board a Maine Central train the other day on her way to Auburn. At every station she jumped up and asked, "Is this Auburn?" although the newsboy had assured her often that she should be notified when that place was reached. At last the place was reached, the name of the station was called, and, as it happened, the newsboy was near at hand. "Do t-dol—do I leave the" can here?'' inquired the anxious passen ger. "Yes, nla'am," answered the news boy, "unless you wish to tain them with you," The ladr looked several volumes at Win, «ad slamiaedtle dotar ifac INMRK A 4 Ethloe tn Japan. 8ir Edwin Arnold speaks with au thority unquestionably upon the eth ics of Japan. Others may know more about its arts and history, perhaps, though it must be remarked that the connoisseurs do not agree with one an other much. But when it comes to the usages ot the people, we should,accept the evidence of a poet and a cultured observer, who loves them enthusiasti cally beyona all others.' Sir Edwin states that it is usual for a Japanese shopkeeper in the cities to put up an English translation beside the vernac ular upon his Bide-board. This is certainly curious, and significant. The adoption of our language must be growing indeed when such a custom prevails. The translations are "very comical sometimes," as yet but that is nothing. In most European ports, those tradesmen along tlie water's edge who deal in things required by sailors put up an English inscription. The Russians go further at Cron stadt, for instance, a large propor tion of. shops throughout the town follow this practice. But Sir Edwin Arnold spoke of Japanese cities in gen eral,.apparently, and of tradesmen in general. Furthermore, though this is a slight matter by comparison, "at all railway stations the name of the town or village is written up in both characters." Under such extraordi nary circumstances, it is clear that the study of English must be advanc ing at a great pace. There are not yet so many European residents in Japan, nor so many travelers, that a trades man should find it really worth while to translate the description of his goods. He must be followingafashion, and in that case we may be sure that he makes an effort to have his chil dren taught English. The result might bo grotesque for a generation but year by year the teaching will improve, if the fashion remain. HIDING GOLD. Gold Accumulated In India Never Leaves the Country. A considerable part of all the gold that goes to India never returns. Having been obtained in the West by the sale of exported productions, it is retained in the East as realized profits, wealth stored up, and, to a moderate extent, for use in the arts for the rest, as a representative of value on the credit of which traders buy and sell with the bills of exchange they issue and the book credits they open, and settle up the differences with the silver money of the country. But the vast stock of gold accumu lated there undergoes no diminution there is no ebb and flow under the reciprocal action which commerce en forces in the case of countries trading together on a common metalic basis. The three millions sterling or there abouts of gold bullion which India annually adds to her store are, under the momentary law of that country, just as much lost to the nations of the West, by being withdrawn from the general commerce of the world, as it the money had been lent to a South American Republic. Between the years 1835 and 1889 (April) this depletion amounted in value to £130,292,758.' Between that date and the month of September of this year a further accumulation to the value of £5,069,272 has taken place, bringing this portion of the gold treasure of India up to a value exceeding £135,350,000.-Black wood's Magazine. Edison on Dress. Mr. Edison has some singular ideas regarding dress. He says: "I wear the same thickness of outer garments the year round. I never wear an over coat. It is big, heavy, clumsy and of little value as a protector against cold. The air can get in under it in a num ber of places. I increase or decrease the number of my under-garments, ac cording to the temperature. Every morning when I get out of bed I open the windows of my room and try the air. If it is warm or mild I put on one under-shirt if cold I put on two, and if very cold I put on three. I was down in the mountains of New Jersey one winter with a number of men and proved that my ideas were good. The thermometer was 15 degrees below zero, and they who wore heavy over coats almost froze, while I, with no overcoat and a thin summer-weight suit of clothes over three heavy flan nel undershirts was as comfortable and chipper as if I had been in some flower garden, in a sunny, warm clim ate. You see an undershirt hugs you tightly, doesn't allow any heat to es cape, and yet doesn't confine you as an overcoat does." The Racial Odor. All Indians greatly dislike what they call the white man's smell, and can de tect it with perfect ease. "I have," says a Western man, "entered tepees of Utes filled with Indians who nad not bathed for a year, and whose aroma rose to heaven, and every one of them would complain of the odor that I brought in with me. The same feeling is manifested by the Chinese, who themselves have a very marked odor that is intensely disagreeable to whites. As a matter of fact, each race has its peculiar odor, which is not perceptible by people of similar origin but which is plainly noticable by those of different blood."—New York Tribune. Out of Sorts. Describe* a feeling peculiar to persons of dya psptlc tendency, or caused by change of climate, season or lite. The stomach Is out ol order, tfw head aches or does not (eel right. Th# Nerves seem strained to their utmost, the mind to con fused and Irritable. This condition finds an ex cellent corrective In Hood's Sarsaparilla, which by Its reffolad^g and toning powers, soon Restores Harmony to the system and give* that strength of mind, nerrss, and body, which makes ose fsel well. 4 X. ilia RaMkraBdnssMs. aisdortr b7C.LB00D*00ML0w«ll,ltaM. PP0 Doses Qpe DoHfr, little. intn. ilM iiiiidl wniij^ii oft one v«y luge 'ijrifo, two very neat nurses, five babies, assorted sues, and seventeen bags and bundles. The little man led the way out of the ferry house, called a carriage, and packed everything, even to the last bag neat ly in. Then hesaid to the drirerr "To the Windsor'" and then, with hand on the door, said affably to his wife: "Now my dear, you're all comfort able, and I'll go uptown On the elevat ed aind meet you at the Windsor," and gave the carriage door a bang as he backed, off. But the large wife was more than a match for him. She pulled the window down like a flash and called out to the driver, "Don't you move!" and then to her recent spouse, who was sheering off with smileB, she thuB addressed herself "Here sir you don't do that! This circus belongs to you and you travel with it. You come back in this car riage!" And he suddenly grew grave and meek and crawled into a small cor ner of the carriage, looking not half so happy as a man should who owned such a circus and had the privilege of traveling with it.—New York Evening Sun. The Yeomen of the Guard. When Queen Victoria holds her Drawing-rooms, one of the $igbts that most pleases the public is'the march of the Yeomen of thrGuard down the Mall to Buckingham Palace. The Yoemen of the Guard form, together with the Gentlemen-at-arms, the body guard of the sovereign on all great state occasions. They are one hun dred in number, all old soldiers of ap proved service, and were originally in stituted in 1485 by Henry VII. 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