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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
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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.
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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. With
some very trifling alterations, they
have preserved for four centuries the
costume of the Tudor period, and with
their gay uniforms, flat caps, and long
partisans, have a very striking ap-
Eeadquartersstate
earance at ceremonials. The
of the corps are at the
Tower of London, where they show
visitors round the fortress, and are
popularly known as beef-eaters, a cor
ruption of the French buffetier, a
name by which they were called from
it being part of their duties to attend
the sovereign at royal banquets.
Should Have It tn The House.
Dropped on Sugar, Children- Zone
to take
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