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HENRY A. PARSONS, Jr., Editor and Publisher. KIL. DESPERANDUM. Two Dollars per Annum. VOL. XII. KIDGWAY, ELK COUNTY, PA., THU11SDAY, NOVEMBER 30. 1882. NO. 41. () The Farmer's Son?. The harvest fields aro stripped of Brain) The late-sown corn is shocked in dun, And husked beneath a chilly sun; The ragged stnbble checks the plain. The hills are desolate and cold, The maples stand in grim array, And through the forest's muffled gray The winds of heaven strike the wold. Vet while the harvest splendors fail, The grain is sold, the barter made, And work, and care of crop, and trad Are put a3ide with plow and flail. The bins are filled, the barns are stored, The orchards robbed of scanty fruit, And in the garret cold and mute, The thrifty squirrels shnre the hoard. Although the drought was long and sore, And scorched the field beside the road Till half the crop was left unhoed, lor aftermath repaid the mowor; Though half the ryo was winter-killed, And here the when wns struck by blight, Yet all is good in hoavon's sight, And still the waiting barns are filled. And still, through every empty mood Beyond the moment's harsh surpri.se, At last a truer knowledge lies The sense of tome essential good. So, since the harvest moon has waned, By yonder Binning crescent's edge, Our hands are struck upon a pledge, And mnch is lost and more is gained! The Tilgrim sood has taken root, Despite the land so hard and gray, And, flowered to this Thanksgiving day, Ehnll yet bring forth abundant fruit. Dora Head Goodnlim IN THE HILLS. That old Anstice Purcell loved her nome was not to be wondered at. She had been born in it, and so had her mother before her. She had remem brance of no other, and it was as much a part of her existence as the sky and air. It would have seemed no stranger to her to bo without a coping of blue sky than it would to see four different walls from these about her and to call them home. And, certainly, if beauty could. give one reason to love a spot, Anstice had reason enough. For was not the long, low stone house perched on a crag, so that it looked like nothing but a lichen on that crag? And did it not overlook purpling hilltops below and far away, and elm-fringed intervales, with silver streams looping and doubling through them? And was not old Greyhead towering above her, with all his woods and precipices and storm-scored sides, and casting a shadow over her ; and Redcap, taking the sunset fires on opposite upper heights ; and greater peaks, looming blue in the horizon? And did she not know when the weather was to be fine by the. vapors round great Monasset? And, when tempests of rain or snow set in, did she not feel that Monasset and Redcap and Greyhead stood, like three power ful genii, and shut her in and kept watch and ward over her and her grandchildren, in their sad fortunes, as they had Ttept it over her ancestors for generations? For her only son had been smitten with a strange unrest among these mountains an unrest new to the Fur cells (and lie twice a Purcell, since Anstice had married her cousin) and, spurred by the fear of poverty, per- ips, and his children s lortune in the jCuture, should Greta give him chil " i i. i , ..., i- . til t-n, no jiiiu gunu mcty lu oca, ien years ago, as if only boundless hori zons, alter these imprisoning hills, could lill his yearning for space. He had left Margaret ,his young wife, with his mother; for, although the Purcell acris had shrunk with every genera tion, there was yet a pittance which would support the household till he could send back or bring back the riches that he meant to have. Rut the moment when she saw his bright black eyes Hashing through her tears, as he ran down the rocky path to cross Held and wood, and take the coach, and turned a moment to wave his hand joyously, was the last in which Anstice hail ever seen him. The bark Alba tross, the owners a!'t.r a time wrote her, had gone down, with all on board. For a season, then, it did not seem to old Anstice that she lived. The world was blotted out, the crags and hills, Greyhead and Redcap and the rest were not, and she saw only the gray waste of waters for days and weeks and months, till she was awak ened from her apathy by the sound of a child's voice in the night, the quick, amazed cry of a new-born baby. Of one? Of two of them! She rose tot teringly to her feet, looked about her in a half-bewilderment, then hurriedly dressed hersplf, an she had not done for so long, and went out into another room. "Greta," she said, "you have given me back my boy." And Greta used to think in after days that An stice really felt as if the babies were her own, and she herself was only a well-meaning nurse. Rut she never grudged the care of her boys to their grandmother, great as the comfort of that care was to herself. She knew what their love of their mother must needs be; and she used to tell thein that it was became of them, stung to madness by the thought of their com ing to live the life of poverty and care that ho saw stretching out to old age, that her own son had gone away to come back no more. A woman, this sweet' Greta, who shut her sorrow up In her own heart, a.id never whispered it except to her babies, In the watches of the night, when she would say to them how oeautiful, how bright, how brave a man their father was ; how he loved ner and she had worshiped him ; how -liey must grow like him and make msto to bo strong and good enough .o take care of their little grand nother, and let her herself away to h r husband. The only trouble that vir came between her and Anstice was that she would not give either of the boys the father's name. "No," she said. "It Is like parting his rai ment. Call them what you will, but not John." And so Anstice called the one Renoni, the son of my sorrow, and the other Asher, because of her hap piness that had been restored to her with him. And little Ash and Ren, as they presently were known, grew and thrived, and ruled the household with rods of iron. "What pretty little darlings they were, rolling round the floor in their dimpled play, their . curly yellow heads in the sun j their dark-fringed eyes, their father's eyes, dancing with mirth and mischief; "their rosy faces so velvety soft and sweet. Anstice would catch one to her heart, and drop him for the other, and go back to the first, and hardly let them alone at all, in t he swelling ecstacy of her love, but for tho kicking and struggling and loud voiced protestations that they set up; but Margaret would only pauso in her work, and follow them with wistful eyes, wondering if this was the way that their father looked at their age, and silently thanking Heaven, that, if the father had been taken, it had, at any rate given them each other. They needed each other, the little fel lows, as they increased their days. They had nobody else. It was long since Anstice had kept a servant, and, al thouf 't the old furnishing remained in other rooms, the small family lived chiefly in the narrow quartcrs-of two, opening into one another. Neighbors were scarce in that hill. country. Child ren did not exist at all. The only per son within reach was the man round the side of the mountain, who managed Anstice's little farm for her. There was no school, of course (the nearest was down in the valley, ten miles away); no church any nearer; way farers did not fare that way ; no soldiers marching through bannered streets with music ; no streets ; no other torchlight procession than that of the eternal stars ; nothing to break the calm monotony but the mail-coach, that once a day could be seen, a mere speck, winding down the distant high- wav. Rut it all made no odds to the children. The day was not long enough for their pleasure. They knew nothing of any world outside ot their kites and balls and gardens andbirds'-nests in tho lovely, swift summers ; their snow forts iind snowshoes and sleds in the long winters. If it had not been for their perpetual longing and yearning for what was not Greta and Anstice might have felt something like a re flection of their happiness in looking at them. " Do other little boys have fathers?" asked Ash, one day. "Only when they don't have brothers," answered Ren. "Rut fathers are nice to have," reasoned Ash. "Don't you remember the tart the minister over at Hareback brought us? And he said his little boy had one." "Yes. It-had raisins in it. Raisins are so good!" "Rut I think I'd rather have a brother," urged Ash. " The brother's there next day to plav and the raisin isn't." "Hear the darlings," said Anstice. " They will be father and brother both to each other. Oil ! and they .will have need of it." For poor Anstice's age was even more troubled than her youth had been. Then she had seen, piece by piece, the substance of the old estate depart farm by farm, field by field. For two generations, except to sow and reap the few acres left the home, place, her people had done nothing but to sell their patrimony, till, at length, it had reached a point where all the fertile glebe was gone and there was nothing left to sell. The Porter place had kept them alive so many years, the Green property so many more. "When her father went to college tho sale of tho Rye farm paid the bills big bills too. "When ho was buried tho great funeral cost the bailey fields. The long acres down in the valley had furnished her and John with food and clothes, after her own husband's deatli from the mountain fever. And then there was no rem nant of it all, but the home place, that any one would take so much as a mortgage on; and it was when she mortgaged that that John, in despera tion, went away to sea. Anstice had depended on the rent of two or three little outlying spots to pay the interest on the mortgage; and now, this cruel year, they had been de serted by their tenants, who left the sterile heaps of stone and moss for the rich "Western lands, and there was no other tenants to take them. She had no money; and, come the" last part of November, the mortgage would be foreclosed, anil she and Greta ami the boys would be turned loose upon the world, without a dollar. Greta could work, maybe; but she herself and the litte lads there was not even the poor house before them. Up in that hill country the abject poor were so few that they were farmed out and boarded from place to place. And that was the end of all tho Purcell wealth and Pur cell hope. Death would have been a kind thing to old Anstice in com parison. She used to lie awake in the nights, thinking over the possibilities. The horror of them grew upon her. She would start up and pace the ttoor, and flinging something on would run out, as if to get help from all outdoors the stars, the wind, the sky and end by wondering, as she leaned over the para pet of the old stone wall, if it would not be best to put an end to themselves at once down ihe precipice below her. " When I think of it," she said, as Greta came once to fetch her in "when I think that as far us the eye could see an object and tell what it was, so fur the land was the land of my family, yielding revenue, and now a bare two days and their children will not own a foot of their inheritance cr have a roof over their heads, I doubt Providence nnd it drives me wild 1" "No, mother, dear," said Greta's gentle voice, as, with her arms round Anstice, she led her back to tho house "no, mother, dear, if we doubt Prov idence, then all is gone, indeed." " To think of it 1" erica Anstice, again, "lnuj old rarson juuaredge s daughter and my son's wife, adrift on the world, to earn your bread or starve I And the little lads the last of the Purcells with no future before them, no clothes to their backs! Think of the Thanksgiving dinners all this country over, and not a tart will my boys have. Other boys" "Rut, indeed, mother, so long as they have bread and milk andask for no more, Ave need not fret at that. Such happy little rogues " " Happy they'll be in the state alms house t" " It will never come to that I I have a pair of hands " " Much you can do with your hands, you as fragile as a reed I" " I can work for you and the chil dren with them. Don't fear." " If you can get work !" " I shall see. "We will go down to one of the great mill towns ; and it will go hard but " " Go down to a mill town ! Down in a dark, stilling alley of a town ! Away from all the light and freedom here the hills, t.e glory of them, the strength of them ! Oh ! I will die first. I had rather die !" " Rut we can't die, you see. And if wo doubt Providence, that is worse than death " " Oil ! we are tried," half, sobbed llteta. " "We are being tried I Rut somehow I seem to feel I know ! I know ! that help is on the way to us, just as much as though I heard a voice from heaven saying so." And she went to bed and took the shivering little mother in her arms, and tho nervous storm throbbed itself oil iuto sleep for the weary old Anstice; and then Greta took her turn to see the sttu-s slide by the window, pausing to look solemnly in, while she thought that, somewhere in the wide world, they were looking down on tho spot where her husband slept. Once or twice she rose, after Anstice had been soothed to slumber, and moved abcut the room. "When a great meteor went slipping by, in a swift blaze of glory, her heart gave a plunge; ami then it seemed to be as u the stars themselves had sent her mes sages of comfort, and she slept. "Ren," said little Asher, in tho morning, sitting up in bed, with the sunshine breaking in new luster on his pretty golden head and tho color flushing freshly up his face, "did you ever see an angel?" " No," said 15en. " Did you ?" "Once I did. Yes. I saw an angel last night, lien." " I guess so." " I did. Really and truly, I did," siiid Ash. " I saw two of them, Ren. I woke up in the night when it wa.i dark and tho fire was out, and one was standing by tho hearth, and the stars shone all over it. And I saw it all in white; and it went away. And it looked jiu-t like the angels mother reads about to us in tho Rible." " I guess it was mother," said Ren. "The other wasn't mother I" an swered Ash, indignantly. " The other was a real angel, any way. It went sailing by the window with great wings like fire, and it left a path shining be hind it. And I know it was the Angel of the Lord." " Do you really suppose it was, Ash ?" "I know it was. And, of course, it came for something, you know, Ren. I shouldn't wonder if we were going to have Thanksgiving to-day, after all." " I hope there'll be raisins in it, then," said Ren. " I like raisins so !" "Just hear the darlings," whispered Anstice, after her custom, to Greta. " I'd give my hand to get him raisins for the day. Going to have Thanks giving alter all I Thanksgiving for being cast adrift upon tho world 1" And she began to cry bitterly. "Come, boys," called Greta, who had been gently moving about till tho iires were bright in the two rooms, for of wood they had i-till plenty. " Ono should be stir ring early on Thanksgiving morn ing. Porridge is ready when you have said your prayers." And she sat down where the rose and purple of the sun rise fell over her like an aureole, as the two little chaps came pattering out to the snapping fire, in their long white nightgowns, and, kneeling before her, hid their faces in her lap while she said the prayer. Ono would have thought it little enough that Greta Purcell had to give thanks for that day husbandless, homeless, portionless, and with three helpless souls hanging on her for help. Rut to one hearing the simple words that she offered in her morning sacri fice it would have seemed as though princes hail no more to be grateful for as she gave her thanks for life, for health, for hearts not yet broken altogether, for the bright morning, the lovely earth, for hope of heaven, for each other. "Amenl" Baid a voice at the door. None thought of fastening any door in that unvisited country. The children lifted their faces as they kneeled, and Greta turned her head, to see a tall man standing in the doorway, with a loose cloak wrapped about him. " Perhaps it is the angel," whispered Ben, still a little under the spell of his mother's prayer. " John ! John 1" came a cry from the inner room. " Oh ! John I" cried old Anstice. " My son ! my son 1" And she would have fallen before she reached the bearded, black eyed stranger, with a sort of wild beauty on his dark, sweet face, bad he not caught her on on arm while the other already folded Greta, who sat like a white stone. ' "I knew him! I knew him first!" cried Anstice, presently, to Greta. "Oh! trust a mother's ! instinct. He's my flesh and blood i"'. ' "And do you suppose I did not know him?" flashed back Greta, not yet quite herself. " He is my very self! And I always knew he was alive. I always felt it. I was sure half of me was not dead!" ' - " Rut half of you came mighty near it twice," said John, from where he was sitting then, with an abashed and undraped urchin on either knee and his cloak about them both. " I shall never be any nearer deatli, after last night, than! was on tho day the Al batross went down. I have thought, nil these ten cruel years, that I had better have been dead; for I was picked up by a .craft that carried me into a Formosan port, and I have been a slave," he said. " I have been a slave, with slavery made moro terrible by' thought of what had become ot my mother, my wife, my child. I dil not know that I had two of them!" said John with half a sob. " Oh ! John ! Dfar John 1" " To think of us," cried Anstice, lift in g up her voice, "when you were suf fering so yourself; ruy boy !" " To think of you I" he exclaimed, with a flash in his eyes that melted in the dew that followed. "There never was dav or night, sleeping or waking, that I did not. The agony of it passed all tho rest, and I see now my worst forebodings almost true. You would have been starving in a little " "And the mortgage is foreclosed to-day," cried Anstice, wringing her 1 lands, witli the sudden remembrance thrust upon her jo'. " Not exactly," he laughed and lie was fumbling in his breast for a little goatskin bag as he spoke -"although heaven knows what might have been if lat night, just as I was going over "N'hitehorse ledge, a huge meteor had not suddenly blazed out and showed me the chasm into which tho next step would lead. Not exactly; for, when I escaped, months ago. and found my way to tlu Cape South A f rica, you know I went to the diamond fields while I waited for a sh'p. Great Heaven ! How good it was to go where I would! Do you see this, Greta? Do you see this, mother? These little crystals are worthless-looking things, are they not ?" And ho poured them out in his palm. " They are diamonds, and of my own finding. I have sold enough already for emergencies " And I need not leave my home, my father's home, this spot of heaven to me, and all of earth, full of the Pur- cell's life and death !' cried Anstice, sharply, springing forward, to look in her son s lace again. "Never, mother. And make it what it used for, worthless as they that handful lies a wholo wo wil. to be ; look, in universe of happv possibilities for us. Oh ! Greta, my faithful wife ! there lies home regained, my mother blessed, my children educated, and you without a care. There lie all the Purcell fortunes and all the Purcell acres once again our own." "It was the angel, you see,' whispered Ash. "And raisins, father?" asked Ren Harriet l'rescott tfpoff'orU. One's First Earlhminke. A private letter recently received from Miss Fanny Snow, containing an interesting account of tho earthquake in Mexico, is so full of interest that we have been permitted to make the following extract. It is known to some of Miss Snow's friends that she went to tho City of Mexico last Octo ber to bo associated with Miss M. L. Latimer, formerly of Rochester, in or ganizing a mission school for girls, un der the Presbvterian boaid of foreign missions : "This has been a day to bo remembered. This morning we invited tho Q -s to come up to tea to night. After school we sallied forth to buy clams for a clam-chowder, cake and various things. o were walking briskly along San Francisco street, in the not sun, wnen l ieit my self suddenly whirling could not see. I called out, frightened, ' "Why, Miss L , I in dizzy: ' So am I, . sho re. sounded; and then 1 think tor a mo ment I l"st my senses, for I had n wild idea that I must get sjme- where under shelter. As 1-sawpeo plo all around dropping on their knees, 1 did not want to be tho one eonspie- uous personage on tho street who could not kneel to the archbishop or tho holy sacrament. hatever 1 thought I staggered into a shoe store, and just as I got inside it struck mo that an earinquaKe was in session, They wero repairing sommung or other in tho store, and I vaguely felt through my dizziness that 1 must get out from under tho scaffolding, ana somehow found myself in the street, standing on the corner and clinging to a building. Ry that time I had recovered my senses, and could philosophize on the subject, It was very interesting to watch the people. They poured out of the stores into the streets, ana very generally knelt. I took in tho height of the buildings around, and concluded that should they fall into the narrow streets ono might as well be in one spot as in another, so btaved in tho shade. It was very quiet, not a word spoken anywhere. I don't suppose it lasted three minutes, but it was the queerest sensation imaginable. l-or the mo ment that I did not know what it was I was dread fully frightened, but the moment it occurred to me it was only an earthquake, I was as composed as if 1 had taken earthquakes for a daily exercise all my life. 1 was quite sea sick for alittle while, and never was seasick at sea. 1 am actually bo dizzy now, at 10 o'clock, that 1 can hardly lite. Itochetter Vemocrut, SCIENTIFIC NOTES. A very durable artificial ivory has recently been prepared by dissolving shellac in ammonia, mixing the solu tion with oxide of zinc, driving oft the ammonia by heating, powdering and strongly compressing in molds. Professor Rurns, of Tubingen, has made some experiments on dogs which he regards as proving that bone-mar row, completely separated lrom the bone, may be transplanted under the Bkin of the same animal at a remote part of the body with the result of giving rise to the formation of new bone and cartilage. The law that bodies evaporate the moisture they contain tho faster the more surface they have will remain true in regard to earth, and it will fol low' that the finer tho soil is pulverized the faster it will become dry under given circumstances; but evaporation, to be rapid, requires dry air to receive the vapor. And to give soil the most benefit from dew, it must be made po rous so that the moist air can touch the greatest surface. Vaccination is henceforth to bo com pulsory in China. One cause for pop ular opposition to it Is that it is the practice there to vaccinate children on the tip of the nose. A reward of half a tael, which tho government has of fered for every child vaccinated, has not been sufficient to persuade parent3 in easy circumstances to disfigure their children in this way; and a law lias therefore been promulgated punishing by line and imprisonment tho failure to vaccinate. During his recent researches Mr. Brown-Sequard has proved tho possi bility of introducing a tube into the larynx of the higher animals without causing any pain or any subsequent bad result, although the experiment was performed repeatedly, in at least one case, on a single subject. 'The local insensibility to pain was caused bv directing a rapid current of car bonic acid upon the upper part of the larynx through an incision, for from fifteen seconds to twoor three minutes. After the operation was completed the imestheuc effect lasted lrom two to .ight minutes. A Rank Clerk's Sacrifice. A good many years ago a cashier took a little lad from a neighboring poorhouse and when the boy had be come a youth lie was given a respon sible position in the bank of which hi patron was practically the head. Later the cashier stole more than $15,000 from tho bank. Exposure was threat ened every day, and the guilty ollleer. in a period of depression, confessed t.i the youth that lie proposed to kill him self. Young Kay, the protege, was smitten with horn r as he thought of tho terrible turn in affairs, but having weighed the matter, tho next dav he threw himself into the breach. He suggested, and the cashier eagerly ac cepted the suggestion, that lie should fasten the guilt upon himself and a! scond, thus leaving his pilron honest in the world's eyes, though blackened in his own. "What the public he,nl of the West port robbery was th-it hank clerk named Ray had stolen $15,000. Detectives found several clews, but not until years afterward was the secret disclosed. One of the detectives who lyul been employed in the case liimc up with Ray under still more romantic circumstances. The detec tive, according to his reminiscences published in a San Francisco paper, was called recently to a estern city to ferret out the person who had robbed a private house of 200 gold eagles. The only man under arrest was one, Jlenry Martin. As soon as the detective saw Martin the former said: "You aro Dallas Kay, who robbed thcWestport bank." Ray then told the true story of tho robbery and the story has been verified since. Hay claimed thut ho was innocent of the gold eagle burglary and asked the de tective to take a note to his sweet heart, a Miss Morse. "When tho latter heard of her lovcr'3 predicament she threw her whole soul into obtaining proof of his innocence. She went to the house where tiie robbery had been committed. Having asked if tho bur glar had left iinythingin his flight, she was given a handkerchief that had been dropped by the intruder. She put the handkerchief to her nose and exclaimed: "Find the thief who uses this perfume (naming the peculiar brand) and you will find your eagles." It was found that only on.a drug store in the city sold that kind of perfumery, and that only one bottle had been bought within tho preceding month. Need it be added that the purchaser was traced, tho eagles regained and the lovers married! HEALTH HINTS. A handful of flour bound o a uit will immediately stop tho Heeding. ' "When suffering from sour stomach, Dr. Foote, in his Health Monthly, ad vises the sufferer to try sv allowing saliva. A good wash to prevent the hair from falling out is mado with on ounce powdered borax, half an ounce at powdered camphor, ono quart of boiling water. When cool pour into a bottle for use, and clean the head with it, applying with a flannel or sponge once a week. For dyspepsia, pour one quart of cold water- on two tablespoonfuls of unslacked lime; let stand a few rrln utes, bottle and cork, and when clear it is ready for use; put three table spoonfuls in a cup of milk, and drink any time, usually before meals. in A Chicago policeman shot eleven times at a burglar and each time missed. lie made the serious mistake of aiming at the fellow. THE OCEAN'S DEPTHS. iiartho Won4rrfnl Thing Dlsoorerta t lb Bsttom oflh Atinntlc, At a meeting of the National Acad emy ef Sciences in New York Profes sor A. E. Verrill, of Yale college, described the physical and geological character of the oa bottom off out coast, especially that which lies be nath the Gulf " stream. IIo has made 1,500 observations this summer for the United States fish commissioners. He has cruised from Labrador to Cheat peak bay and about 200 miles out to sea. About sixty mile- outside of Nantucket is a streak of Very oold water, and animals .dredged up are like these caught In tho waters of Grcenkind, Spitzbrrgen or Siberia. The water is fifty fathoms deep, and the lfd of the ocean is ot ciny. Boulders Weighing 800 er 1,000 pounds aro dredged up. Professor Verrill be lieves they are brought down by ice bergs from the Arctic regions and dropped when the ico melts. Tin boulders are found as far south as Long Island. Further out to sea, seventy to 120 miles south from the southeastern coast of New England, the bottom ol the sea, which has inclined very grad ually eastward, forming a tableland, takes a sudden dip downward, so that whereas the water on tho edgo el tho bluff is 100 fathoms deep, at the bot tom of the basin it is 1.000 fathoms deep. The slope Is as high and as steep as Mount "Washington, and on its summit, which is level. a diver, could he go to so low a depth, could not put out his hand without touching a living creature. The bot tom of tho eea is covered just there with a fauna which has never been heforo found outside of tho Mediter ranean sea, the Gulf of Mexico, the Indies, or other tropical regions. The number of species of lish dredged up is BOO, and over half of them have never before been seen by naturalists. Sev enty kinds of fish, ninety of Crustacea, and 270 mollusks havo been added to our fauna. Tho age of many of the specimens shows that tney must be permanent in that region. The trowel let down lrom the ships by a mile ot rope brings up a ton of living nml dead crabs, schrimp, ctar fish, and as the trowel simply scrapes over n small surface, the ocean bed is plainly carpeted with creatures. Sharks are seen by thousands in this region, nnd countless dolphins, but it seems strange that not a lish bone, is ever dredged up. A piece of wood may be dredged up once a year, but it is honeycombed by the boring shell fish nnd falls to pieces at the touch of the hand. This shows what destruction is constantly going on in those depth: If a ship sinks at sea with all- on board, it would be eaten up by fish with the exception of the metal, and that would corrode and disappear. Not a bone of a 'human body would remain after a few days. It is a constant display of the law of the survival of the fittest, JNothing made by tho hand ol man win dredged up after cruising foi months in the track of ocean vessel excepting coal clinkers shoved over board from steamships. Hero Profes sor Verrill corrected himself. Twenty- fivo miles from land he dredged up ai india rubber doll. That, he said, wa ono thing the, fish could not eat. Here the Gulf stream is forty miles further west than any map shows, Professor Verrill continued ; and this stream of v. arm water from tho south nourishes the tropical life near Massa chusetts. The temperature further in shore is thirty-five degrees in August, on the edge or tho submarine Mount "Washington fifty-two degrees, and toward the bottom of the basin thirtv- nine degrees, while further out to sea the temperature ol the water grows colder. On the surface the jelly fish, nautilus and the Portuguese man-of- war, with other tropical lish, are found In this belt the tile fish, about which so much was said a year ago, were found in immense quantities, but this summer, although expeditions have been made for the express purpose ot catching some, not one could be taken. Undoubtedly they had been killed, to a fish, by a storm which carried the cold water into the G ulf stream; indeed, it is known that a cold current of water resting on the ocean's bed may contain Arctic fish, and a current of warm water filiating over it on tho surface may be alive with tropical fish As to the quantity of light at the bottom of the sea there lias been much dispute. Animals dredged from below 700 fathoms either have no eyes, or faint indications of them, or else their eyes are very large and protruding;. Crabs' eyes are four cr five times as large as those of a crab lrom surfaco water, which shows that that light is feeble, and that eyes to be of any use must be very large and sensitive. Anothei strange thing is that where tho crea tures in those lower depths have any Dolor, it is of orange or red, or reddish orange. Sea anemones, corals, shrimp and crabs have this brilliant color. Sometimes it is pure red or scarlet, and in many specimens it inclines toward purple. Not a green or blue fish is found. The orange red is the fish's protection, for the bluish green light in the bottom of the ocean makes the orange or red fish appear of a neutral tint and hide.i it from enemies. Many animals are black, others neutral in color.- S.aiie fishes are provided with boring tail 4, so that they can burrow in the mud. Finally, the surface of the submarine mountain is covered with shells, like an ordinary sea beach, show- ing that it is the eating-hcuso of vast schools of : 'carnivorous animals. A codfish takes a wholo oyster into its mouth, cracks tho shells, digests the meat and spits out the rest Crabs crack the slie!U and suck out the meat, In that way come whole mounda of shell-i that aru dredged up. There aro In the German empire 17. 501 physicians and 4,457 apo'thecarlea TlirtnksjiTing-. Through centuries the golden links have ran Our fathers' fathers, like their girls and boys, E'er blessed the mellow Indian Bummer sun That pave thin crown of all their house hold joys. It brought the dear and distant wanderer. back, It placed the infant on the grandsire's knee, And wondrous! y it smoothed vexation's track, New warmth rekindling for the time to be; Oil, rich the garners by our fathers stored, And glad and deep their dear Thanks giving glow; Our own bnt echo round tho festive board The voices of a hundred years ago. For now as tli"D, Thanksgiving goeth up, For every earnest impulse mito truth, For blessings lingering in old age's enp, And all the proniiso round the feet ot youth. Oeorrte II. Coomcr. llUMOltOr TrlE DVT. Josh Rillings says "Next to a clear conscience for solid comfort comes an old shoe." Marriage makes men thoughtful. About half their time is spent in form ing excuses. It is the rich oyster dealer who knows how to shell out. New York Commercial, ' Anv good-looking lass is perfectly happy when left to her own reflections. New 1 ori J e.ivs. The man who "couldn't stand it any longer" has taken a seat and now' feels more comfortable. The circus rider who was elected to the Italian parliament is, we believe, the only politician who can success fully ride two horses at once. Phila' ch'lphia News. A woman was offered $1,000 if sho would remain silent for two hours. At the end of fifteen minutes she asked: "Isn't the time nearly up?" and thus lost. He was making a call and they were talking of literature. " Tho Pilgrim's Progress," she remarked, " always seemed to me painful. Of course you are familiar with Runyan ' Jlo said ho had one on each foot and they bothered him a good deal. Association of ideas : " That was a powerful sermon the dominie preached this morning, said old farmer i urrow to his wife as they sat at tho dinner table yesterday. " 'Deed it was," re plied she ; "but do you know, John, every time the parson spoke or tho golden calf that them 'ere heathens worshiped 1 couidn t help thinking or you and tho brindle heifer what you won t sell tor love or money i JScw York Commercial. iiorir DKI.VDKO. "Your girl may be pretty," said Harry, "May be, as you call her, divine; A girl any fellow would marry. But wait, Charlie, till you've teen mine. Ah 1 then, my dear boy, you'll see beauty United to sweetness and grace, With such a high notion of duty . Why, candor is writ on hor face." "Indeed," replied Charlie, "Buch graces Might well adorn maiden or dame; 'Tis seldom we look on such faces l'ray tell me, old fellow, her name." " Her name," replied Harry, " 'tis Etta The daughter of old Deacon Stone, And I would be willing to bet a Small snm that she loves mo, alone." " What, Etta !" cries Charlie, in passion, " Yon can't mean that sweet little elf? She knows not of flirting the fashion 'Twas Etta I spoke of myself !" "That so 1" muttered Harry; "then surely We've both been deluded 'tis plain. And ere she has hooked one securely She's got to go fishing again." For Young Folks Winter Nights. The following may serve to while away some long winter evenings : Can you place a newspaper on the floor in such a way that two persons can easily stand upon it and not lie able to touch one another with their bands'' An swer Yes, by putting the paper in the doorway, one-half inside and tho other half outside of tho room, and closing tho door over it, two persons can easily stand upon it and still bo be yond each other's reach. Can you put one of your hands where the other can not touch It Easily ; by putting one hand on the elbow of the other arm. Can yo"u place a pencil on tho floor in such a way that no one can jump over it r i e3, if i place It close enough to the wall of the room. Can you push a chair through a finger ring? Yes; by putting a ring on the finger and pushing tho chair with the finger. You can put yourself through a key holo by taking a piece of paper witli the vords ."yourself" written upon it and pushing it through the hole. You can ask a question that no one can an swer with a "no," by saying what does y-e-s spell? You can go out of the room with two legs and return with six, by bringing a chair with you. There is no element that enters more largely into the happiness and general comfort of society titan the disposition to make tho best of what happens. Good and evil, or what we esteem as such, come to us at different times and in various ways, but the messasu they bring and the effect they produce uro cnieuy determined by the way we receive them. To make tho best of the thousand details of every-day life, as they arise, is a great power for good in human lives, and one which every man and every woman can wield. " Robt. II. M.," Selma, Ala. : You seem to know a little about almost everything, and I hone VOll Will DnaurAn this question : How can I permanently remove an indelible grease spot from a broadcloth coat ?" Tho nni J permanently remove an indelible grease epot from a coat is to saw it out of the coat, but that vould nrmsibiv nt,.. the coat, On the other hand it ..wv.- me 1,-uak irom me- grease spot but really we feel fnmior., .,. Will -,i unit, Vl.n - . tl.o task of furnishing the right brand of advice in this case Tea mu.,.