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IT MAKESTHE BURDENS LIGHTER.
"Let me carry your pail, my dear,
Brimming over with water P
"No! I'll take hold and you take hold,"
Answered the farmer's daughter.
And she would have her own sweet way,
As her merry eyes grew brighter;
So she took hold and he took hold,
And it made the burden lighter.
And now they're at the eve of life,
While the western skies grow brighter;
For she took hold and he took hold,
And it made the burdens lighter.
A SHIFTING- HUMANUt,.
BY n. S. FLEMING.
In the front room of a Chicago flnt, j
known to the occupants thereof as "The
Tunnel," owing to the redundancy of
light at either end, and the perpetual j
twilight pervading all the interior portions,
three girls were seated?Meg. i
painting; Kate, polishing her nails: aud
Alice, propped upon the sofa in the bay-'
window, speaking.
"I don't know that I can do better
than to take you, Meg, for you sec I must
have a heroine. To be frank, your
nature is really not complex enough for
a tirst-class analytical study, but I s.mll
have to make the best of you, and keep
your beauty well in the foreground. |
First, of course, you must be discovered j
and described, so I will now introduce to '
the attention of my readers Margaret i
Dillingworth, seated at an easel. The
maiden's sinuous figure i> robed in black,
* - -*i * --1 2 A!'
DUl over ail Iiows U voluminous itoruu ut
Tu:key-red cotton, which envelops her
form like a flume. She is young; the
Becond daughter of a poor but worthy
mother, and the proud possessor of one
accomplishment and two incomparable j
sisters. She is at present engaged in ;
earning a nimble penny by copying a
? tea-store clnomo for a wealthy patron 1
who wishes some oljets d'art for her draw- j
ing-room.' At this moment"?leaning
over to inspect Meg's canvas?-'the ;
artist maiden has by some fatal mischance
placed a touch of Prussian blue [
upon the golden locks of the tea-store
siren, whose smile induces the customer !
to drink uninurmuriugly a decoction of ,
uative herbs. And now for my hero? '
and 1 warn you, Meg. against disap- j
pointment. You know you are a poor
girl, and mustn't be looking for auy of j
those gilded youths that appear in roman-!
tic fiction. .Now, as you must trust to
luck, 1 will trust to luck, and the first .
? * " wlwx f"KlO wit^AHT cViall KO
illttll ?UU |;OOOW lUlO TT&UXAVT** kiuuu wv
your fate."
A few moments' silence ensued. Two
women passed the window. Several j
children and innumerable dogs passed !
the window. At last a man passed the ;
window.
" Brother-in-law, I salute thee!" cried
Alice, springing up iu her chair, but as I
sud ienly subsiding. "Why, girls, he is !
coming here!"
' Who is coming here? Where is he?" j
asked Kate, excitedly, vainly craning her |
neck to get a look at the comer.
"The hero," declared Alice, trying
Btealthiiy to draw aside the interposing
curtain. "lie is coming up the steps, j
and he is?yes, he undoubtedly is?a
book agent.
Here Meg burst into derisive laughter.
"Yes," puisued Alice, meditatively,
"he is a book agent. He bears ttie wit- j
- ' ness in his hand. Ah! he summons!
Margaret will ope the portal!"
"No, I will not," answered Meg, with
decision.
"Oh, go on!" cried Kate. "You are
awfully picturesque in that red apron, j
Burst on him and dazzle him."
"Yes, do go, Meg," urged Alice.
" Seeing your apron, he may take you
for our handmaid." j
Meg, rising languidly, went into the
hall, opened the front door, aud with her .
maul-stick in hand, stood like a youug
Minerva. From shoulder to foot hung
the straight folds of her Mother Hubbard
apron. Confronting this classic
figure was a very civil young man, with
a package of three large books in a
shawl-strap. I
" 1 would like to see Mrs. Winslow," ,
began the civil young man.
"Mrs. Winslow does not live here,"
responded Minerva, calmly. "She lives
next door; but the family are away at
present. The house is closed."
The hero of Alice's story looked somewhat
disconcerted. j
"I did not know they were out of,
town," he remarked, and then added, j
hesitatingly: "l nave some uooks
here " . _ !
"Subscription copies?"'interrupted the
goddessof wisdom, coolly.
At this the hero smiled so suddenly ,
and merrily that the goddess's face took
fire from her apron.
?"Some law-books that I borrowed
from Winslow/'he resumed. "I brought i
them over on my way to the train," j
fumbling his watchpovket nervously, J
"and I scarcely know what to do with
'.t> them."
"You can leave them here?that is, if i
you would like to," faltered Minerva,
with less dignity than became her role.
The young man brightened.
"If I could," he said, "it would be a
great favor. I will try and call for them j
on Monday, and relieve you of their i
???> ?
VUl V.
Meg bowed, and he added:
"May I not know to whom I am so
much indebted r"
Meg hesitated, while the girls behind
the portiere held their breath
"1 daresay it is best that you should
, - know with whom yon leave the books,"
she said, with digniiy. "My name is
Margaret Dillingwcrth."
She faucied he was about to give her .
his name in return, when the postman i
came up the steps, and as she turned to '
receive some letters, the young man raised
his hat and went away.
"Sex, female; color, white; age,
twenty-two," added Alice, as the door
closed. "Margaret Haines Dillingworth,
come here this instant and tell me \vh:tt
you think of yourself for giving your
name to a total stranger, and arranging
for him to come here on Monday."
"Alice, you are positively ridiculous!" j
cried Meg. "Bridget shall go to the
door on Monday. 1 shall not."
And she did not. For Monday passed,
and several Mondays passed, and the
> 1 ? il ? .l
young mail iiti'-i liul jut uuiiuu ivx iuc
books.
In the meantime the Dillingwovths
had moved. Only ju-t across the street
into another flat, \vlii?-li was so exactly
the counterpart, of the one they had left,
that the girls said it was like auother section
of the same tul?e, and they sighed
for pueumatic pressure to shoot their
movables into the new positions.
There was a new sensation in the PilJingworth
family. Alice had an admirer.
Yes, Alice! iShe who aspired to literary
fame, and looked to Boston with such
reverence that her sisters declared that
she would never?no, never?enter that
sacred city without continued and
deprecatory genuflections.
Kate, who ha>l accompan:ed Alice to
three or fo ir "literary evenings," was
the one to make the announcement.
"You should s/.-e him. Meg! He is
just as devoted as can be. Of course,
it
not in a very open way?that wouldn't
please Alice, you know?but for four
evenings now he has paid her marked attention.
lie comes over to us as soon as
lie can make an excuse, and theu he stays
until some one else actually crowds him
away. He hardly looks at me. I declare,
I think I might have an adventure.
You've gut your young man with the
books?or at least you have the books.
Alice is provided with an admiring
swain, while I?have only Kate Dillingworth?a
young person I am verv tired
nf? * ? 1
"\*ou are too young to be thinking of
such matters,'5 remarked Meg, very unswnpathetically:
"but say, Kate, if I tell
you &o nothing you will promise not to
tell Alice?'
"On my honor as a gentleman," affirmed
Kate.
' Well,*' said Meg confidentially, "I
saw tli2 book agent la*t week."
"Where?" cried Kate, eagerly.
"Where do you think' Over across
the street, walking past our deserted
fiat. It was Sabbath afternoon. He
stared in the windows until he saw the
agent's sign on the door, walked on
past. and tin illy turned and came down
the street again. Ilere I was watching
him through the curtains, and all the
time hisbooks on our hall shelf.."
"What do you suppose lie thinks?"
queried Kate. "He must have said
good-by to those law bojks long ago."
"I wish the Winslows would come
back, so we could send them over." said
Meg. "I should feel terribly confused
if I should meet him anywhere. Just
1:1? i?
litV'Jil LU1UI.
' Well, he ought to liave come for
them whan he said he would," declared
Kate, stoutly. "It serves him right."
After a p.iuse, Meg asked :
''What about Alice's admirer, Mr.
Bartleyi1 Is he good-lookiug?"
"Very," answered Kate, unhesitatingly;
"but you will soon see for yourself.
The last time he saw Alice he asked
leave to call, and Alice said he might
come."
That same evening, Meg. who had
gone over to the corner drug store for
some postage stamps, came home again,
let herself in with the latch-key, and
flinging off her hat, entered the parlor
where she had left her mother and Kate.
The room was now solely occupied by
the owner of the three law books. Meg
flushed crimson as she saw him, but she
laughed in spite of herself as she said:
'^Well, so you have found us out. We
didn't think you would discover us so
soon."
"You didn't know how much trouble
- i-i x_ /?..j it 1.
1 was willing ro raite 10 mm you, ue uuswered,
and at that moment was aware
that Alice was in the room.
She looked inquiringly at Meg, and
said somewhat stillly to the visitor:
"Good evening, Mr. Hartley.Meg
stared, and Alice added; "I see it is
unnecessary to introduce my sister.''
"But it isn't unnecessary!" cried Meg.
" I never saw him but once in my life,
and that was the day he left the books. I
suppose he had come for them to night."
" The books! " echoed Alice. '' "What
books?"
" Why, the law-books he left with us
six weeks ago, that belonged to the Winslows.
Don't you remember?"
With ALce's understanding of the
question came the quick suspicion that
she had been used to bring about an acquaintance
with her sister, whom Mr.
Bartley had seen the day he left the
bo )ks.
"And I didn't even know that he was
Mr. Bartley until you spoke his name
just now," added Meg.
' I dare say that Mr. Bartley knew that
he had left his books with my sister," remarked
Alice, and that gentleman did
not contradict her.
Alice went to her room that night feeling
a little sore. Not that it amounted
to much, but no one likes to be usad as a
tool. It had all been very pleasant, too,
and she admitted to herself what an
element lie had been in the brightness of
the literary evenings. Of course, from
the first it had been Meg, and she didn't
blame Mr. Bartley. Any man with eyes
in his head could see that Meg was surpassingly
lovely.
From that time there were certain
changes noticeable in the Dilling.vorth
household. Meg wore her gray dress
oftener of evenings, and a ccrtain alertness
pervaded the family group whenever
the door bell rang after the hour of
8 l*. M. When Mr. Hartley called, a< he
often did, he usually made himself
nrrrppnhlf tn the entire familv. and if he
talked the most with Alice, he looked
the most at Meg?Meg, who grew more
radiant witK each day. Sometimes Mr.
Bartley brought with him Mr. Spencer,
a friend and an nrtist, who likewise
talked with Alice and looked at Meg.
One night, as the family were going
down to the Academy Exhibition to se3
Mr. Spencer's picture, Alice was sei/ed
with a hea lache, together with a desire
for solitude?so unattainable with a
large family in a small flat?and decided
to remain at home.
After they were all gone, she made
herself comfortable in a huge armchair
drawn up before the grate where an open
fire danced merrily over its own grave,
and threw checry gleams of polish on the
fender and furniture.
A ring at the doorbell gave her an unpleasant
start from a fertile reverie, and
the appearance of Mr. Bartley did not
tend to compose her.
"I hear that you arc alone," he said,
as he came into the fire lighted room.
"Pray don't turn up the lamp. The
room is so pleas wit as it is."
<lI fear vounrc not sincere," responded
Alice, "for I have heard a married lnrly
of wide experience sav that as a rule
gentlemen do not enjoy firelights and
twilights tliat arc such a solace to ladies "
"I declare myse'f, then, the exception
to the lule," he remarked, taking a scat
near her. "But you are pale. Are you
not well?"
' I have a slight headiche," admitted
Alice, "brought on by unreasoning participation
in honey aid hot biscuit.
That is the reason that I did not acl
company my mother and sisters to the
Academy this c ening."
| "Your enemies are my friends," declared
Mr. Hartley. "I owe to honey
! and hot biscuits the first opportunity in
1 oar ac |uaititance of seeing you alone."
"But I was not alone even before you
[ came in," said Alice, Hushing a little,
| but gnoring the implication in his rem.nii
"T was sneiulinor the evenintr in
I ,,u*' " t " I " o r.
the society of ray two old friends,
i dyspepsia and headache. On some
1 ^mire occasion, when I have hud m 're
discretion than appetite, we may possibly
have a private interview; but to-night
we are four."
He smiled indulgently at her fancy.
"I believe you would jest at the most
serious misfortune that could befall you,'
he said
" erhaps," answerd Alice, musingly.
"I don't know. I wonder what would
be the most serious misfortune thai
could befall me. The most serious th n?i
that has be alien me yet is to have in\
i s.ories returned. I don't est when thai
| happens, 1 assure you. What do yo
: think Ivatc said the other day? She re
a ked that writing for the magazine!
ncd to be the only business with ab
solutely sure returns. That was pretty
good for Kate, wasn't it?"
"Yes," he replied, somewhat absentmindedly,
''She is a bright girl, and
very good-looking, although, of course,
not a beauty such as Mis3 Margaret."
"There! it's coming!" groaned Alice,
inwardly. " Brace yourself for some
rhapsodies, Alice Dillingworth." " No
one is beautiful when compared with
Mcir,'' "lie said, aloud. "I have noticed
that all other women in a room become
mere background when she enters it."
j "I had not observed that she produced
I that effect," replied Mr. Bartley, "but
I she certainly is possessed of a most graceful
ligure."
"And such lovely, sunrisy color," said
j Alice,
"And she has unusually line eyes,' ne
!added; "so soft and luminous. Not
intellectual eyes, but dog's eyes?to use
j what I fancy to be a most flattering coinI
parison. Eyes that are capable of working
awful havoc among the most imi
press b!e of my sex."
"You speak as though you were
' taking a bird's eve view of an unkindred
j species!" cried Alice. "And yet I fancy
you are not beyond the influence of lu!
minous gray eyes when they are properly
j set above checks of sunrisy color."
He looked at her inquiringly,
i "It may be I am not," he said; "but
j if it is not too ungallant, I will say that
j I am not suffering from the ravages of
; the eyes under discussion."
i Alice glanced quickly at him, and then
looked into the fire. " Men's hearts are
made of adamante," she observed, seni
tentiously, and then added, "what is
the weather out this evening, Mr. Bart:
ley?"
j "Decidedly unfavorable to my going
I home before your mother and sisters ar!
rive, un'ess your two friends here find
I my presence insupportable," remarked
Mr. Hartley coolly.
"My friends? Oh," laughing, "they
left some time ago! Didn't you observe?"
"So this, then, is a private interview?"
he demanded eagerly.
"Well, yes, I believe it is," she adi
mitted, blushing, and feeling that her
j wits were deserting her.
He rose, and leaned over her chair.
"Dear girl," he said, "you must know
i thai I love you, and that it is no sudden
j thing with me. Put aside your jesting
j for a moment, and tell me if you can
learn to care for me."
She sat nervously upright in her
c';air. She was really at the mercy of a
> surging flood of emotion, but she would
not have been Alice if she had not rallied
enough to remark, rather wickedly:
i "iiut I thought you cxpected me to
* - ' fVio*
JCSC Ul inc most saiuua Ulisiunuuc wai
could befall me; and if that misfortune
i has arrived "
i Whereupon the perverse Miss Dillingworth
found herself silenced, if not con;
vinced. Mrs. Dillingworth and Kate
' coming in a few moments later, and find,
ing the situation only too palpable, were
immediately taken into confidence.
"Where is Meg?" asked Alice, after a
few moments, noting, although not deploring,
her sister's absence.
"Walking home iu the moonlight with
Mr. Spcncer," answered Kate.?Frank
j Leslie's.
Keen Animal Senses.
, A writer in Nature, commenting on
the experiments made upon the sense of
smell in dogs, suggests that some exi
planation of the remarkable results may
be found in the exclusive direction which
is given to the sense. He adds that in
noca of fho rJoor whilA thnre is little
( w?v r?>
braia-work going on to cause distraction,
j the attention may be applied more
closely than in our own case; and thus
the dog may enjoy an apparent advantI
age in respect of keenness of scent. In
connection with this topic the writer
makes these observations upon the conduct
of birds:
The sense of hearing in some birds
seems as wonderful and discriminating as
that of smell in dogs. I have watched
with astonishment a thrush listening for
wo.ms, as their manner is, and very
evidently hearing them, too, within two
yards of a noisy lawn-mower on the other
side of a small hedge of roses. Probably
the worms came nearer to the surface in
consequence of the vibration caused by
the machine?they are said to do so?
but that I he thrush heard and did not see
was evident.
| Kobins appear to be able to distinguish
the voices of their own offspring
! and parents from a number of others, ana
at a great distance. I say appear, for in
such a case one cannot be quite sure,
' ? * *11 i ?n ?u
I Sllll IU53 Cttll UIIU ail ilic^mau uubano
of long-continued observation that make
up the evidence in favor of it.
I All these ca^es have a common and
mysterious clement. It is as if a window
were opened in one direction and all
i others closed; or as if all the available
energy were directed along one narrow
path. At any rate there is something
more than mere keenness of sense.
i Experimental Suryery in the City
j Hospitals.
i I was talking the other day with a
young physician, who, after graduating,
I spent a couple of years attached to the
staff of a big city hospital. This is quite a
; common practice with our developing
doctors, the posts furnishing them with
'ample opportunities for experience, and
! affording them a living, though they
i giiin no money by them. My acquaintance
in this instance remarked:
j "It would make your eyes open to witness
the extent to whii h experimental
surgery and medicine are carricd in hospitals.
Since I have been practing for
. myself I have often wondered what luck
j a physician would have who risked such
chances as we used to take at the SawYour
Leg-Off Hospital. The cases are
; safe enough when they get into the
1 hands of the older physicians, but the
you niters rarely stop at any exper incut,
I however alarming it may be, if they
! conceive it to be possible of accomi
plishment. That they do not do more
i damage :s to he ascribed rather to their
j patients' luck than their own credit. I
I don't mean to s iy that they are cruelly
I reckless. They simply loo* on the hi,rd
work of the hospital as an excuse for
accumulating knowledge and gaining
skill, and they work it out
! on this basis, with only a second thought
j for the patients themselves."
Considering how ofton charges of
j needless mutilation and surgical violence
i] have b en brought against the hospitals
j and denied, this testimony from one who
' has been there ought to be of interest.?
; New York Nc> s.
Thunder Dcflncil.
' Thunder is understood to he the result
of the sudden re-entrance of the air into
a vacuum. Th's void is supposed to be
I generate.I by the lightning in its passage
t through the air. T.ie electricity gives n
r powerful repulsive force to the particles
j of air a ons; the path of its discharge,
t thus making a momentary vaccuuin, into
i whi h thes iri'0 sliding air rushes immediately,
with a violence proportioned tc
j the intensity of the electricity.?Interan.
BUDGET OF FUN.
?
HUMOROUS SKETCHES FROM
VARIOUS SOURCES.
' Tlin Wnifpp KnMv Him?.7u-it Fcpble
Enough ? liaiscil His Wpjjf'it
? Music* Bars?A Girl
of Her Word. Etc.
Young Jinks liiul always told liis employer
that he never touched liquor. I
Employer invited him into a saloon to j
take a lemonade with him. Waiter, who
j knew .links, remarke.l to him as lie set i
down a bottle of old rye that }ie brought j
j in: "No use asking what you will !
take."
Consternation of Young Jinks.? Tents
Sifting*.
i
Just Feeble Enough.
Smith?"You look a little mussed up, '
Brown."
Brown?"I should say so.' I've just
had a row with my mother-in-law. and
I'll be hanged if she didn't put me out j
of the house. The house belongs to her, ;
you know." j
| Smith?"Youtold me a day or two,
i ago that your mother-in-law was very '
feeble."
Brown?"Yes; 1 meant feeble for j
her.''?Hurjjertt Bazar.
Raised His Weight.
"Hello, .John, you look quite happy!'"
"Well. I have cause to be happy. I
was married two weeks ago, and last J
night my wife got me on the poliee
force."
"Your wife got you on? Why, you
were ten pounds below the standard j
weight when the surgeons rejected you, ;
and you are no heavier now." .
"I know it, but three days after being
married I ate two of my wife's first biscuit,
went before the surgeons again and
tipped the scales at the standard weight."'
? Cincinnati Telegram.
j
Music Bars.
There was a large company at dinner
the other day at the Dean's, and Miss
Ella was looking out of the window as if
expecting some one.
' "That's dear Mr. Karlstop; now we
shall have some music. Is it lie.' Ye?, it
is! No it isn't, yes, that's his gait I
know!"
"Taint h:s eait either, sis, an'don't
you forget it," shouted a sweet yo.ith in
knickerbockers. " I'op says he ain't
a-goin to have no music-man a hanging
on his gate with you''
But here he was muzzled and dragged
out of the room.?Detroit Free Press.
A Girl of Her Word.
Omaha Youth?"Say, Dick, will your
sister be at home to-night?"
Little Dick?" Nope."
" Did she say where she was going?"
" Nope."
" Has she any regular engagement for
this evening?"
" No, guess not."
" Then maybe she'll be at home."
" No ahp won't.'cause Sis is a trirl of
her word."
" Her word?''
"She ?a:d if you asked if she'd be at
home I should say 'no,' and then she'd
go somewhere, so it wouldn't be a lie."
? Omaha llerald.
By a Large Majority.
"This is all so sudden, Mr. Sampson,"
she said, with maidenly reserve, "and
so unexpected, that although I confess I
ain not entirely indifferent to yon, I
hardly know what to say in reply to "
"If you are in favor of the proposition,"
su/gestcd Mr. Sampson, who, like
Dick Swiveller, is a Perpetual Grand
Master, "you will please signify your
assent by saying 'Aye.'"
" Aye," came softly.
" Contrary?"
" No!" thundered the old man, opening
the door.
"The noes have it by a large majority,"
said Mr. Sampson, reaching
hastily for liis Hat."?jy? w lor/c .>?n.
Missed the Girl and Kissed the Cow.
"Well, Jud, what is it ycr are .so anxious
to tell the boys?" asked Deacon
Skinberry of the village Ananias.
' Waal, I don no's you'll b'lieve it." j
"Never inind; tell it anyhow."
4,Kr?you fellers was telling 'bout fast
train time, sixty miles er nour, 'n so on,but
I calklate I kin tell ycr 'bout a
litcnin' train ez beats 'cm all. I went
down ter thcr depot 0110 day w'en I lived
at Scooperville, on the Tearing Thunder
Road, an' ez I stepped on the cars an'
turned ter kiss my wife good-bye, thcr
train pulled out 'n I kissed a cow six
miles out in ther keutry."?JJallns
(Tcjc.) New.
He Knew tho I.a'ly.
"Yes, sir," went on Professor X to a
gentleman to whom he had recently been
introduced, ilI have given some atten4-;^r?
cjtnrKr/-,f lmiiinii initni'H. and T 1
| HUU IU i.ll, t
| rarely fail to read ;i face correctly. Now,
i there is n lady," lie continued, pointing
j across the room, "the lines of whose
| countenance arc as clear to me as type. !
The chin shows firmness of disposition, '
amounting to obstinacy, the sharp,
pointed nose a vicious temperament, the
large mouth volubility, the eyes a dryness
of soul, the "
"Wonderful, Professor, wonderful.'':
"You know something of the ladyj !
then?" snid the Professor, complacently, j
"Yc3, a little"; she's my wife."?Epoch,
A Powerful Remedy.
I
In -the village of O , in Central j
New York, lives a sharp-tongued old j
bachelor whom I have known for twenty'
five years as "Uncle John." Uncle .lolin
i is something of a character about town, j
' and not destitute of Yankee wit and
shrewdness. lie used to make and vend
in an amateurish way a certain cough
mixture, the merits of wliich lie preached
to his friends with great enthusiasm, war- (
ranting the remedy to cure any c;?ld in j
twenty-four hours "or no pay." <>'ne of,
his old friends, whom we will call Ike, :
being ulllictcti with a severe coughing j
cold, Uncic John used his best efforts in I
argument, persuasion, and finally vc- j
hemcnt and profane scolding, to get him j
to try the remedy. Hut Ikecould not be ]
induced to "chance it." Not long after |
this Uncle John caught a hard coin nim:
self, which was accompanied by a most
I distressing cough that shook his poor old
' frame unmercifully. It did not. however,
' prevent his coming downtown and
; "setliu'," as he callcd it, in Ike's market,
i The cold hun<jf on for a week or more,
, and the cough had grown no better.
, Fiiialy one day Ike resolved to brave
Uncle John's sharp tongue and tea?e him
i a little about his failure to rid himself of
the cold, and the following dialogue cn,
sued. You are to understand that Uncle
. John's replies were interrupted with
. violent coughing:
. . "John?"
I "What yer wants"
"Got a bad cold, 'ain't yer?''
"Yes; got the wast ever had 'n my
life."
"Hangs on pretty bad, don't it?" t
''Yes; bents all."
"Why don't you try some o1 y'r cough
med'cine you wanted ter sell me?"
' I thought mebbe f was fool 'nough 1
ter ask that question; d'yers'posel want .
ter live forever.'"?Harper's Matjiizine.
WOliI)S OF WISDOM.
Nothing shows greater abjectness of (
spirit vhun a haughty demeanor toward '
inferiors. (
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No cord or cable can draw so forcibly,
or bind so fa<t, as love can do with a j ,
single thread I j
Many men claim to be firm in their j ]
principals when roully they are only ob- ! j
stinate in their prejudices. (
Iiii/nititude is. of all crimes, what in 1
ourai'lvoi we account the ino<t venial?in i
others the ino?t un; ardouable.
The strongest friendships have been
formed iii mutual adversity, ns iron is !
most strongly uuitcd by the fiercest
flame. 1
Polish is easily added if the foundations
are strong; but no amount of gilding
will be of use if your timber is not
strong.
Sir Thomas Moore wrote in his journal: j
'I make it my business to wish as little i
as I can. exccpt thut I were wiser and |
better."
They who are most weary of life, and I
yet are most unwilling to die, are such j
as have lived to no purpose, who have J
rather breathed than lived.
As the sword of the best tempered
metal is most flexible, so the truly generous
are most pliant and courteous in
their behavior to their inferiors.
Marriage is the strictest tie of perpetual
friendship, and there fan be no friendship
without CDnfiflenre, and no confidence
without integrity; and he must
expect to be wretched who pays to
beauty, riches or politeness thut regard
which only virtue and piety can claim.
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Ah: when a man is acau, auu you >ik
sure tliat lie is out of the way, you can
j adore! to praise him. It is when meD
are living that we are not charitable. J
have not the least particlc of prejudice
against the thistles that were 011 my
place last year. It is those that are
there now that I don't like.
Jenny Lintl's Home Life.
The daily life of Jenny Lind in London
was extremely simple. Every morning
at 7:80 o'clock there were family prayers.
At these not only her husband, Mr.
Goldschmidt, and her three children, bul
the servants assisted. When breakfasl
was over she habitually retired to lici
I room on the sc oud tloor, and, seated at
: her writing desk, opened and answered
i her numerous letters. Her room, which
' looked out on a beautiful garden, was
simply furnished. The most notable
| piece of furniture in it was a large screen,
I which had pasted over its entire surfac<
j newspaper clippings from all parts of th<
world eulogistic of the great singer
Next to Jenny Lind's room, connected
- ? il.
j by :i door covered wun portieres, was
i room of her husband. In it stood a grand
1 piano.and often Mr. Goldschmidt played
i on this instrument at night until hl<
! wife, who was nervous at times, was bj
his performance lulled to sleep. Tht
family sat down to lunch at 1 o'clock.
Jenny hind was a moderate eater and
i fond of simple cuisine. In the afternoon
j she took a walk when the weather wa.1
I fiue, and, purse in hand, distributed alms
to the poor whom she met. When sh?
, came home she taught her select circle oJ
pupils, and at 7 she sat down to dinner
She never went to theatres, bails oi
operas. She went to hear Patti sing once,
; but she left the hall before the perform;
ance was ov< r, saying that Patti could
act but she couldn't sing. She was
rather sensitive on the subject ol
her rivals. She was at a reception one
j night at which Nils-Jon was also present.
There's the Swedish Nightingale," re!
n^rL-.xl nf Christine's admirers.
I pointing her out in the crush to a friend.
I "Xo, I am the Nightingale," interrupted
Jenny l.ind, who overheard the
remark. In the evening her home lift
was exceedingly uniform. She read religious
books, p,-tinted, or read Shakespeaic
or Goethe or Schiller. She did
not care for the newspapers. She dis- j
liked the French, although she generally i
spoke their language when conversing |
with foreigners. Her souvenirs ol
America were pleasant. Ba -h was hei J
favorite composer. She also esteemed j
Handel, Mozart,Muck and Mendelssohn, j
Twice a year she gave concerts, at which j
the aristocracy of England were proud j
to be pre-ent.
She liked to read aloud in the evening, j
or she chatted about her triumphs to hei !
favoriie pupils Though she possessed
magnificent jewels she never wore them.
She was cxte dingly fond of her husband,
though they had disagreements at
timc-i, and she always said that it was
owing to Mr. Goldschmidt's management
that she was in such ea9y financial
circumstances. She brought up hei
children well ?Nao York Time*.
Washington's First Lave.
During the years before his brothei
Lawrence's death (.eorge resided maiiilj
at .Vo.int Vernou, and upon the wooded
hillsides his first sentimental passion was
experienced. He sighed for his "lowland
beauty," as, in after days in a coldei
clime, he sighed for charming Mary
Phillips. lie wrote rhymes, wherein his
"poor restless heart, wounded by Cupid's
dart," played a prominent part. IIa
went a-courting, as the good Virginia
phrase hath it, to the C'ary houses at
Ceelys and Rich Neck, and at the shrine
1 of that famed colonial belle. Miss Sally,
! laid the offering of his nob!e heart and
name. Miss Gary refused him, to marry
his friend George William Fairfax. Long
afterward, upon her death in Hath, England,
her husband's heirs in Virginia i
found among her papers, letters addre>s1
' -Irv? /./tnf.iiiiiiinr n I
ea to hit u\ niimmigivi., ..
frank acknowledgement that his disappointnient
in not securing her as his wife
had seriously alTecteil the happiness ol
his life. That these letters should be
kept secret in the family inheriting them
was decided by its head. For nearly a .
cenlurv they have been handed down,
and are here mentioned simply as a sidelight
thrown on the love life of Washington
at Mount Vernon. ? Century.
The Knbylcs of Algeria.
In the many-colorcd population of
? I.-: <U? i*<? ..tirni/f>4 ;i V.'irietV
iVI^lCia IUV iv< _.rf
of African nice-!, with others that showtraces
of an Asiatic origin, most of which
| he c.in make on'., as to wli.it they an: and i
j where they eatii-j from; but he is a good !
| deal puzzled by one that is neither white [
nor black, but of a light brown or olive
complexion, a race that stands apart, j
with its own language and its separate ;
| communities, governed by its own laws
and institutions. These arc the Kabylus.
the children of yonder mountains, a people
of fiery and impetuous nature?ardent
lovers and bitter haters, hard workers
and terrible fighters, as they have shown
in a hundred wars, from the days of the
Romans to the last insurrection against i
the French. ?Scribnefi Magazine,
/
J
' J
A CHINESE WIFE.
I VISIT TO HER BOUDOIR IN
THE METROPOLIS
low a Chinese Mercliaut's S;:oi*e
Lives?Her Looks and Dress?
Tiie Rooms and Furniture?A
Lonely Life.
Lee Chick Snn Chong. a merchant at
II Mott street, captured by my smiles,
:onsented to introduce me to his wife
ind her boudoir, which I supposed
>vou!d be as interesting as the woman.
- -KT Tr-_l_ ...J J. ?1,?
writes u new iurK curicspuuuuut ui mv
Detroit Tribune. His store was in the
jasement and his wife lived on the first
floor. I followed my guide through a
lirty, un< arpeted hall to the door at the
farthest end. He rapped rather vigorously
with his knuckles on the portal,
which had no outside knob or latch.
Aiter a while it was unlocked on the inside,
he pushed it opeu and we stood on
the inside. Almost in the rear of the
room with some sewiug in her hand,
stood the woman I had come to see.
She smiled at her husband and looked
at me without fear or surprise, but as n
babe looks at a new object held before its
innocent eyes. Lee Chick San Chong
spoke to her in his peculiar language,
and then turning to me said: "iWy
wife." Another moment and the little
brown fingers covered with rings were
clasped in my gloved hand, and we were
looking at each other as only two women
can. What she said is left to the imagination,
but this is what I gazed upon
with interest.
A little woman not more than five feet
high, with the blackest of eyes, which
were larger and more open than those of
the average Chinaman. She had the
typical Mongolian face with a complexion
that from the exclusion of sunlight
rese mbled bleached go den wax. Iler
blue black hair was combed 1 ack without
a part, dressed over the cars like a halt'
oyster shell and down the back of tlic
head in a long oblong puif. Gold rings
kept it all in place, but it had the appearance
of being soaped to make it smooth
and stiff. The forehead was extremely
high and the eyebrows had a habitually
surprised curve. The cheeks were round,
dotted with charming dimples, the nose
a little inclined to flatness but withal
piquante, the teeth exquisitely white and
beautifully shaped and the lips either
artificially dyed or naturally a rich carmine.
With the air and look of childish
innocence Mrs. San Chong was not bad
to look at.
But her dress! It is hard to, describe
it so as tc give an idea of its delicate
beauty. It was a light blue silken robe
trimmed with bands of crimson silk.
The upper robe was made with flowing
sleeves, which disclosed a similar white
silk robe underneath. The skirt or petticoat
of plain crimson was made perfectly
straight and touched the floor.
Her tiny leet not more than five inches in
length were covered with white silk
* 3 i 1- ?3 r\
nosiery ami lusencu au uauij vuuiuc
slippers of blue silk, embroidered in gold,
with white satin-covered soles. Her arms
were loaded with bracelets of several
kinds, and her ears held rings of enormons
size. Her silver thimble, with
which she had been sewing, still clasped
the little brown linger. It was a silver
band worn on the second joint of the
middle finger. Mrs. San Cnong moved
around with a quiet grace and ease that
would be the envy of a Fifth avenue
belle.
The rooms, if not beautiful, possessed
in an eminent degree that virtue which
is next to godliness. In front of a small
private altar joss sticks and sandal-wood
censers threw little smoke clouds of perfume
into the air. Grotesque pictures,
statuary and bric-a-brac ornamented the
walls. Here and there banners and
scrolls of gorgeous hue and covered with
quotations from the great masters of
China reached from ceiling to floor.
White curtains half concealed doors and
windows. The furniture was like some
of the inhabitants of North street, a curious
conglomeration of America and Canton.
Canton or Fuan Tung, by th# way,
is the New York of Southern China.
The bed is merely a small board bank.
Its dressing was rolled up and put into
bright colored slips. These covered with
rugs allow the bunks to be used as
a sofa during the day. Scvc:al embroidery
frames with art-work in
various stages occupied a table
in the corner. Our conversation
was limited, but Lee Chick was
a good English scholar and did the
translating, lie is teaching Mrs. San
Chong English, but she forgets. She
reads poetry, hi-toryund love stories, and
spends all her day alone, her husband
leaving in the morning and not returning
until evening. She never visits, and
can not be induced to quit her quartersAll
her food is cooked by a servant in
the store, and her husband carries all the
meals to her room.
Wc drank a social cup of tea from
china cups about twice the size of a
thimble, and after wishing one another a
"Kung he fa tio," the equivalent of "I
wish you great prosperity," the interview
was over. It would seem that the women
never wear the breechcs in the Celestial
Vinm'rn Hi if- whnn I asked Lee Chick, he
sighed and said that there were just as
many henpecked husbands in the Orient
"allee same Amclika."
An Indian's I don of Greatness.
Every year during the autumn month,
a huge "swcat"-hoi sj was erected, and
the inhabitants of all the surrounding
Indian villages were invited to attend.
Every crevice in the covering of this sweltering
hole which would pe.mit the entrance
of a breath of air was carefully
closed, and after a sumptuous feast, consisting
of acorn soup and venison, the
bucks, with Jack at their head, would
crawl iulo this stifling hole, in the centre
of which burned a hot fire. Around the
blaze the naked savages danced wierdly
until the heat became so intense that
each one, sooner or later, fell to the
ground exhausted. Then came the test
of endurance which was to develop the
greatest man of the party, The victor
was the one who could broil the longest
and live. They would form into two
sections and arrange themselves at full
length, face downward, on cither side of
the fire, with their noses rooted to the
ground. Occasionally a stalwart buck
would stand erect ami with his blanket
fan the llamc over in the direction of the
other parly. Then he would subside
and undergo similar treatment until the
1 -J 1.1- on Tn.
neat irt;iiiil> untmuniun; cicu iu
diun, and they would crawl out one by
0110 more dead than nlive, break the icc
in an adjacent crock and plunge in. The
last one to emerge from this veritable
furnacc was invariably Captain Jack, and
he was crowned and crowned again with
all the honors that his Indian subjects
could bestow.?San Francisco Call.
Tennessee has an area of 5,100 squaic
miles of coal, which covers twenty-two
counties. During the past six years the
output of coal in the State has grown
from 4W4,000 tons to 1,700,000 tons, an
increaso of 400 per cent.
I POPULAR SCIENCE.
Dr. Buisson, of Paris, claims to cur<
hydrophobia by hot baths often repeated.
He makes the patient remain continually
in a hot room and the baths are made as
hot as 142 degrees.
The tube, axis and other machinery of
the groat Lick telescope, which is to be
placed in the Lick Observatory on Mount
Hamilton, Cal., have been completed,
and shipped to California. The objectglass
is HO inchcs in diameter, and the
total weight of the tele-cope is 33 tons.
Valuable anthracite coal finds are being
made on the Northern Pacific coast. One . v
district is said to possess the richest coal
measures in the world. One vein is 14
feet thick, another 30 feet and another
12 feet. All these seams are within a distance
of 700 yards. There are seven coal
seams in all. - r-'?
Prof. Tumas, a European physiologist.
has shown that vomiting is the result of *
irritation of a space in the medulla ob- ?
longata about one-fifth of an inch long
and one-twelfth wide, and believes that
the brains of ruminants, rodents and
other non-vomiting animals lack thi1'
* vomiting center."
Cotton, according to a scientific authority,
is not a fiber, but a plant hair.
It holds to be spun into a thread because
of peculiar twists in each haic, shown
i under the microscope, especially in
polarized light. Linen thread may be
spun, because the flax fibers havetertftin
roughness an their surface, which enable -s?
them to cling together. Hence it is im- ';.jj
possible to make as fine linen as cotton
cloth, but it is much stronger.
The German artillery hasreceutly been
carrying on a scries of successful experiments
in lighting forts with electricity,
with a view to facilitate a bombardment
at night. On the practieing-grounds,
near Jutcrbogk, thirty-six guusof all calI
ibres recently fired off 2,500 shrapnels
. and other missiles under the electric light,
I the distance being from 2,800 to 3,800
meters. The experiments took place in
the presence of about eighty officers, in- eluding
six generals. Though the night
was very dark, the effect of every ball
could be clearly seen.
For years a huge column of black
| smoke by day and lurid names by nignt
I rolled up from a dense Florida swamp, <
but no one penetrated the swamp far
enough to discover the cause. Recently ^
a young man noticed that the smoke and flume
had disappeared, and he determined
to try and find the spot where s
they had been. With groat labor he -reworked
his way into the swamp until he : ;
enme upon a large mound of rent and
shattered rocks, which looked as though
they had been subjec ted to a tcrriffic upheaval.
Their under sides were covered
with soot, and so were the crevices between
but no smoke or heat was discovcred.
The explorer dccided that the fire
was caused by the burning of a natural '
oil well, which had burned itself out.
The story of the poisoning of Daroko j
lake, in Georgetown county, South i
Carolina, by a hail-storm, has been corroborated
by a citizen who investigated
the matter at the request of General %
Greely, chief of the signal service. The
lake is surrounded by a dense mass of
black gum trees, the leaves of which are
strongly impregnated with tannic acid. '
The bottom of the lake contains a sllg&t j
deposit of iron. The poisoning of the
water is due to the falling in of bruised j
leaves and branches, the.tannic acid j
emanating from which, mingled with ]
the iron, formed tancate of iron, causing I
the water to turn black and bitter as . I
quinine, and poisoning the fishes by j
thousands. The only "fish that survived j
the singular disaster was the mud fish. i
Prospective Heiress of $30,000,000 j
A bright-eyed little girl, with a pretty j
face, pranced through o&c of the halls of
the Windsor this morning, with a nurse
following closely on her trail. A number
of other bright-looking little children _ J
who saw her pass, regarded her with con- >
siderably more than casual interest.
Still there was nothing remarkable in the
15ttle tot's appearance. When a handsome
G-year-old boy said to his little sister,
"There goes the heiress," as he
poin ed to the girl, he explained the ' !
rcaso 1 of her unusual interest. The
chile* had only been at the hotel two
day.', but all the children in the hostelry
hud beeu told that she was one of the
richest cliildien in the world. The little
girl is the ouly child of Senor Jose
Hidalgo, one of the wealthiest citizens of
Cuba. Aside from the father's wealth,
the child is hnir to over $'.0,000,000.
This will go to her at the death of her
grandmother, Senor Hidalgo's mother.
The grandfather was one of the
wealthiest planters and cigar manufacturers
in Cuba, ar.d left an estate worth
nearly $20,000,001), which was divided
between his wife and only son. The son
has more than doubled his portion since
the death of his father, so that at the
ni^aont time the little ??irl is nrosnective
heir to over $30,000,000. ?Sew Fori
'Telegra/a.
The Highest Chnrch in Europe.
The very highest church in Europe is
the Pilgrimage Chapel of St. Maria de
Zitcit, above Salux, in the canton of
Gruubundeu. It lies 2,434 meters above
the sea level?nearly 8,000 feet high,
above the forest, near the limits of perpetual
snow. It is only open during the
summer time of that rrgion, or, as the
folks thereabout reckon, from St. John
the Baptist's Day to St. Michael's Day,
and is used only by the Alp herds, who
remain there through tho summer, with
their cows and goats, and occasionally
by hunters in search of the chamois and
marmot. All the inhabitants of Salux
climb up thither on Midsummer Day to
assist at the first mass and hear the first
! sermon of the year, and there; is also a
I i...i rin Afir-Vinplmaa
ICJUYY UCU tuugiw^dwvu
Day at the last service of the year. From
i time to time a few stray pilgrims from
! the Graubiinden Oberland and the Tyrol
find their way there. The sccond highest
church, probably, in Kurope?that of
Mon>tein?also open only in the sum:
mcr, belongs to (Jraub.inden. At our
visit the hale old prea' her had five
foreign tourists for his congregation.?
Dundner Tayblatt.
Apples for Europe.
"What can I tell you about shipping
npples to Europe? A great cienl," began
an exporter to a New York retail and express
reporter. "In the first place, America
is scud ng over 800,OlK) barrels of
apples a year to London, Liverpool and
( lasgow alone. The bulk of tlicse go
during the winter months, at the rate of
from iO,000 to 70,0u0 barrels a week.
New Yo;k ships the most, Boston comes
next and Montr al third. Portland, Me.,
handles a great man}', and Annapolis,
Bid., forwards the Soutnern mm."
"lion- are they packed? "
"In barrels made for the purpose.
Only sound fruit is used. The I rst layer
is plnccd in the bottom stem downward,
the oihcis are put in until there appears
lo be o'ie laye? too many, and then the
lieud is placed on these and forced into
the i aircl with a screw press. The head
is then nailed in, a a any amount q|
aaadl.ng will not shake the apples," ,

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