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% n müH a*. »Cl 48 No. Helena, Montana, Thursday, October 27, 1887. Volume xxi. ^fl|ci(lrclilir^cralil. ..S3 00 .. 1 75 g. E. FISK D. W. FISK. A. J. FISK Publishers and Proprietors. I ar -cst Circulation of any Paper in Montana Rates of Subscription. WEEKLY HERALD: One Year. (In ndvanee).................. fill Months, (In advance).................... Three Months, (in advance)........................... 1 00 When not paid for in advance the ra*e will be Four Dollar« per yeari Postage, in all cases, I'repaio. DAILY HERALD: OltySubscrlbers.delivercdbycarrier 81.00a month One Year, by mail, (in advance)................. 8'J 00 Sir Months, by mail, (in advance)............... 5 00 Three Months, by mail, (in advance)........... 2 50 If not paid in advance, 812 per annum. *#- \11 communications should be addressedto K1SK BROS., Publishers, Helena, Montana. THE LAST OF EARTH, Death—is it Death? Î1 «hadow following still upon the sun, V The one same end of all things yet begun, After the glory of Life the sudden gloom, After the strife the inexorable doom, The frozen breath? Nay, rather see Where the new grave lies sodden in the rain. How the bare earth quickens to growth again I Malting the wonder season's lavish dower Young rootlets creep, a wealth of grass and ' dower Ere long to be. When Death has passed Into the land of silence and of cloud. The leafless land, wherein no bird is loud, Life lingers yet with song and blossom rife. Lo! step for step go ever Death and Life— lint Life is last! —Kate 1*. Osgood in American Magazine. SUNRISE AND VENICE. The east is blossoming I Yea, a ros«, Vast as the heavens, soft as a kiss. Sweet as the presence of woman is, ltises and reaches, and widens and grows, I,arge and luminous, up from the sea And out of the sea, as a blossoming tree. Richer and richer, so higher and higher, Deeper and deeper it takes hue; Brighter and brighter it reaches through The space of heaven and the place of stars. Till all is rich as a rose can lie And my rose leaves fall into billows of fire. Then beams reach upward as arms from the sea; Then lances and arrows are aimed at me; Then lances, and spangles, and spars, and bars Are broken, ami shivered, ami strowu on the sea, And, around and about me, tower and spire Mart from the billows like tongues of fire, —J'jiaquin Miller. Mistaken Identity, ovr th • t •;> <>f the high backed rocker, I e mid : • her dainty bead, JIv lovely, darling Emma, She whom I was soon to wed. I crept up closer to her. Hoping to surprise her there: My heart was thumping wildly. As 1 softly stroked tier hair. I kissed one rosy, dimpled cheek; As I went to kiss the other, I got a better look at—him! Croat guns! It was her brother! —Detroit Free Press. Happy Again. The buttercups no l to the breezes of inom. The hillsides with daisies are hoary. They ray dandelions t he meadows adorn. And bloometh the sweet morning glory. The wild bee is humming in sweet rural nooks. Where waveth the red tufted clover. And the husband goes rouud with delight in his looks. For the days of house cleaning are over. —Boston Courier. The Wild West Hero. Fired with feelings that foam in their frenzy, Filled with a fury immortal and strong, The muse in her madness of wild influenza Pours down on thy bead her wild tumult of song. With a whirlwind of passion and power and pathos; With a maniac soul and inebriate will; lu a cataract torrent of bluster and bathos, ehe bathes the bare brow of bold Buffalo Bill. —Yankee Blade, tilling! Coing! Tis the last hungry ''skecter" Left humming alone; All bis bloody companions Are faded and gone. Oh, why does this "skeeter" Now laugh in his sleeve? 'Cause he'll feed on the landlord, Whti's too fat to leave. -Hotel Moil. He Ain't ItuP.t That Way. Some girls can look upon a mouse And neither scream nor faint, They can, there's no denying; Cut where's the man can pass a house Which bears the warning "Paint," Without a test applying? —Few York Weekly. After He Has Gone. Ih r apjietite is delicate, She cannot eat today ; But see her in the pantry When her beau bas gone away. —Boston Courier. .lust the Very Flare. "Where me you going to locate: 'asked one young doctor of another. "1 don't know. I was thinking of going toX 'Don't di it. They tell me there is general stagnation <>f business there." 'That's just it. Stagnation produces mat «ria, you know."—Washington Critic. A Prevalent Malady. T saw at once." said a physician who had <'"11' d in consultation, "tbatDr. Pellett's oingn was wrong; but as lie was in charge ' f: " course it wouldn't do for me to •nterfere." " "Did the patient die?" 0b. ves—died of 'professional courtesy' — u "-'O' common and fatal disease."—Harper's Bazar. The Man for the Work. New York Editor— Want a position, eh? owniany years' experience have you had? Applicant—I never worked on a newspa , ,. ut V have been ten years in literature. "What sort!" *, b;ne written over a hundred dime novels." * I see. Lively imagination, eh?" » es, sir." "Ever been in Washington?" Once, twenty years ago." Know how the White House looks?" Oh, yes." vW < * own and write up a long inter " Ub tb * president"—Omaha World. A FAMOUS MIXING TOWN. LEADV1LLE AND THE RELATIONS OF ITS MORALS AND ITS VICES. A Place Where Justice Is Sure and Swift— Gambling as a Business— Noisy Keno—Roulette Under Suspicion—Poker and Faro—Tal in age 's Visit. Many people are under the impression that Leadville is a very wicked city. This is a mistake. Leadville has its morals and its vices, and the relations between them are somewhat peculiar. It is submitted without argument that in a community which sends the president of its First National bank to the penitentiary for ten years cannot be said to be without considerable moral tone. Lead ville did just that with a man who had be trayed a trust, and so far has refused to join in a sentimental movement for a pardon. An assayer of good position, who liad loaned his science to a conspiracy for stealing rich ore, followed the banker down the Grand canyon and into retirement behind the bars. Mine officials and others have gone the same way for plundering employers. The Leadville code is not an extensive one, but justice fol lows swift and sure upon infractions of it. Having decided to tolerate gambling, Lead ville does so in the most openlhanded manner. Some of the best locations on the avenue are given up to the votaries of fickle fortune. There is none of the hypocrisy of half drawn blinds. The doors are thrown wide open, and from the street can be seen at any time the green tables surrounded by the players, while the click of the chips and the bawling of the man at the keno goose fall upon the ears of the passer by. Gambling in Leadville is a business. "Our running expenses," said Con Feath erly, one of tlie proprietors of the Texas, "are $7,500 a month. When the house opened in 1879 it ran behind steadily for six months, and came pretty near going under. Then it took a turn for the better and ran ahead. If we take in $15,000 or $20,000 a month we are pretty well satisfied. That pays running ex penses and leaves a margin for profit." A GORGEOUS BAR. ^ Down stairs there is the bar on$Be side, gorgeous with its mammoth mirn^hd its array of cut glass. A lunch center just across the way is also doing business. On blackboards are displayed the scores of the day's baseball games, the results of the races and the grain and stock quotations from the east. To the right is a room with half a dozen games of faro in progress and open to all comers. Back of the faro room is the business office of the establishment. Then comes a long, high chamber, where a hun dred men try hour after hour to put five but tons in a row on a numbered card, while a loud voiced young man whirls the goose and calls out the number of each little ball as it falls into his hand. There are electric de vices to show at a glance the exact number of cards taken out and the consequent pot to go to the holder of the winning card. This is keno. It is the popular game, and the noisy one as well, so the players are shut into a big room by themselves. But faro and keno are only two of the games which the Texas provides for its patrons. Adjoining the keno room the roulette has its corner, and a pleasant faced man whirls the wheel and the marble in opposite directions, reciting, in a low, well modulated voice: ■ "Black or red, odd or even, high or low. Thirty-five for a single number. Round and round the little ball goes. Roll it for your self if you like." Roulette, the great game of the European resorts, is not popular in Leadville. Now and then a young clerk or a laboring man will stop and risk a dollar on the black or red, but the play is seldom heavy. The fact is, the wheel is rather under suspicion in the western country. Smart gamblers have been able to fix it up by magnetism and electrical currents so that the little marble found its way too often to the single 0 or the 00, both of which sweep the board for the house. Mexicans like roulette, but Americans give it a wide berth. The dice table, where the dealer sits behind a monstrous box and rattles down the cubes, is better patronized. "Studhorse poker" has some admirers, hut straight poker is always sure of a tableful. In the rooms on the first floor everybody comes and goes at will. Men reach over each other's shoulders to lay down their bets. Down stairs is for the crowd. Up stairs is for the heavy betters. "The largest winning at a" single setting that I remember," said Mr. Featherly, after taking a few moments to consider the ques tion, "was $10,000. I recollect a big game we had one Saturday night in the front room. We had been playing all the evening and about 11 o'clock there was some talk about stopping. The house was out $3,500 on the game. One or two of the players started to go, but came back and said that it was snowing so that a man couldn't see ten feet ahead of him. So the game was kept up all night until 8 o'clock Sunday morning, and when we stopped the house was $10,000 ahead, besides recovering the $3,500 behind at. 11 o'clock the night before. THE CHARM WAS BROKEN'. "These big games are sometimes affected l»y things which people who do not gamble would consider trivial," continued Mr. Feath erly. "We had a game going one night in the back room and the principal players were two eastern men who had come here to buy a mine. They had drafts in their pockets for $100,000. One was a man worth $4,000,000 or $5,000,000. The betting was heavy. About 11 o'clock some of the rooms were closed. The players were into the game about $2,500. For some reason we moved from the back room into the front room and went on. The players made a few bets, fidgeted about and then quit. The moving from one room to another had broken the charm. If we had kept on in the back room the game would have run all night, probably, and $20,000 might have changed hands. I talked to the players about it afterward and they said that it was the change of rooms that made them stop. This may sound odd to those who don't know anything about the little influences which affect playing, but all gamblers will understand it" Talmage visited Leadville once, and it fell to the lot of the good Maj. Bohn to show him th 9 town. "I want to see it all," said the preacher, and the major gave up two nights to the job. Some time after midnight of the second round the pair drew up in front of the hotel. "Have I seen everything?" asked the di vine. "Everything," replied the major, conscien tiously. "I have been much instructed," said the preacher. . , _ He had "slummed" extensively in New York, but be admitted that Leadville could give him points. Standing on Harrison avenue ami looking westward street the visitor has spread before him a dis trict of a few hundred yards which contains more concentrated wickedness than any similar strip of ground on the American con tinent, New York not barred. Vice here displays her most hideous mien, and is rap turously embraced. The locality is given up without a protest to those who inhabit it. Leadville authority only says "life aud property must be safe here," nnd further than that does not interfere.—Globe-Demo crat THE COST OF FINE PIANOS. An Alleged 850,000 Investment—Prices of "Wealthy Men's Instruments. The one subject of which piano dealers and piano manufacturers and workmen in piuno factories have been talking for the past few days, is the piano said to be for Mr. Henry G. Marquand, with five figures following the dollar mark in the invoice thus: $40,950. No such price as $40,950 was ever paid for a piano before, but no prophet will venture to say that no one will ever pay so much again. "What do you think about such a piano?" said a reporter to an uptown music dealer. "Had you arrived at the age of maturity before the war of the rebellion began," said the dealer, "and had you been of a cynical disposition at that time, you would have been interested, not to say astounded, at the largo sums of money paid as income taxes by men in this town. It gave one notoi iety to pay a large income tax, and no one was debarred from paying as good a tax as he chose. Per haps a piano could be built with that sum, but it would have to be inlaid with gold and have the monogram set in diamonds before the bill could honestly call for half as much as that." "What, then, do the elegant pianos of the men of great wealth cost?" "Ordinarily from $1,500 to $2,000. Mrs. Jay Gould bought one recently that cost $2, 500. It was an upright grand and just as line an instrument in everything that goes to make a piano as ever left the factory of one of the best known makers in the city. C. P. Huntington has recently purchased a piano. His cost $2,000, while Judge Hilton, another millionaire, got one not long ago for which ho paid a little more than $2,200, I believe. Now, these instruments were the very l»est the workmen could produce. The builders knew, of course, that it would help them to sell fine pianos to other families if such jieople as these had their make of instruments. The choicest woods, seasoned to the exact dot, were used in the cases; extra quality cloth worth $1S a yard, where the ordinary stuff used is worth from $5 to $10, went to the ac tions; the ivory was selected from perhaps a hundred different tusks, and so on from the casters under the legs to the varnish on top, everything was the best. The monograms were worked out in gold or antique metal, or some other expensive stuff, and when the in struments were set up in the parlors of the purchasers there was a richness to the tones that would enchant any one. And the tone was there to remain; such an instrument will last wonderfully'. But, after all, you can get just as good an instrument, one with pre cisely the same tones and one that will last just as well, for less than half the money' paid by Mr. Gould."—New Y'ork Sun. C«i)i]>liineiiting a Young Hero. I saw Blanche Roosevelt lift a man from a dusty business street into a half heaven of gratified complacency once by a few words and a soft and mellow look from her big blue eyes. It was on Park row, and she had just stepped into her carriage when a sturdy young fellow saw an old woman pause and stagger in front of a team of horses. She was on crutches. We all saw her. There was no real danger. No one moved for a moment, and we stood staring at her with the stolidity born of the muggy heat, when the sturdy young man jumped forward, took her in his arms, and carried her quietly to the walk. Then he colored, and looked ashamed. The woman thanked him awkwardly with a trembling lip, and be nodded half surlily and started on, but before he had gone a dozen steps Blanche Roosevelt jumped from the carriage—nearly bowling me over thereby— and running up to the red faced youth seized one of his hands and gave it an ecstatic lit tle squeeze. He turned and found a woman's face looking into his. It was a wonderfully expressive face. The eyes spoke volumes. He looked into them and seemed transfixed. Miss Roosevelt smiled, and said, in a soft voice, as though whispering to a baby: "You're a good fellow, you are—a gooJ fellow." Then she dashed back into the carriage, while the man's chest swelled out, and he stood looking after her, breathing in veritable gulps. , "He'll lie aghast with delight for a week," 1 said as I closed the carriage door. "Do you know what he is?" said the girl, peeping back at him as he stood peering botlY after her. "He's a hero—if he does turn in his toes."—Blakely Hall in The Argonaut. The Hotels of London. In London there are a numlier of strictly first class hotels, like the Metropole and the Victoria, for example; but they are patron ized almost exclusively by Americans. Eng lishmen prefer the very small hotels, almost like our boarding houses, except that meals are served in the rooms. I have stopped at several of these—at Claridge's and at Ed wards'—the famous resorts of royalty, and I have always been annoyed by the obtrusive and overwhelming character of the attend ance. You arrive, and the doors are thrown open with a grand flourish, the servants greet you with Oriental reverence; one of them brings you the inevitable "jug" of hot w ater, and you proceed to wash your hands. Ter liaps in the course of that operation you pass into another room for an instant, and, on your return, with your hands still covered with soap, you find that the jug, water and all, have mysteriously disappeared, nnd you are obliged to begin over again. Indeed, I have found this unceasing service very dis agreeable.—Mrs. Frank Leslie's Letter. Cure of Whooping Cough. The author has found that fumigation with sulphurous acid will frequently succeed in immediately arresting whooping cough. Ilis methods consist in having the child dressed in entirely clean clothes in the morning and removed from the apartment; then, in the sleeping room, as well as the other rooms oc cupied by the patient, his bed clothing, clothes, toys and everything which is wash able should be bung up; then sulphur should be burned in the rooms at the rate of twenty five grammes for each cubic meter of space, and the rooms should remain closed and sub jected to the fumes of the sulphur for five hours. Then everything should be aired, and at night the child should be put to bed in his room" which is thu9 completely disinfected. Nothing else is requisite, and even in rebel lious cases the effect of this disinfected at mosphere will be found to be effective.—"A. F. C.," Archives of Pediatries; Massachusetts Medical Journal. MOST NORTHERN TOWN. ODD WAYS OF LIFE IN NORWAY'S REMOTEST VILLAGE. Under the Midnight Sun—A Flace Where the Only Grass That Grows Is Found on the Housetops—A Drunken Lap lander. There is in mailing a letter at the northern most town in the world a sentimental feeling of satisfaction which has nothing to do with a desire that it shall arrive sooner at its desti nation. This epistle w ill accompany me on the eight day journey south, and I might write it at any time during the voyage, but I shall take it ashore this morning and I shall hope that the Hammerfest postoffiee authori ties will find time to stamp it with their own postmark. To do this it will be necessary for them to be awake. I remember that when I was last in Hammerfest, at 8 o'clock yester day morning, not a soul was stirring in the place. The long arctic day had tired them out, and they slept late. I myself was tired, for I had remained up until 4 to see the scenery of the coast; but when the ship dropped anchor in the harbor an admirable curiosity had urged mo to secure a solitary boatman, who rowed me ashore for the sum of two and a half cents. As I walked along the main street I found myself endeavoring to fasten on my mind the features of Hammerfest by a comparison with Tromsoe, the other city of this Ultima Thule, where I had passed the day before. Tromsoe was a cheerful place, lying on the slopes of a green, hilly island by the blue .raters of a long sound. Even within the arctic circle it was a very hot day; there was a luxurious growth of dwarf birches and wild cherry trees, and at the end of every lane there was the background of green hill side to be seen, from which the grass seemed to run down all over the place, covering the doorsteps and the walks. Had it not also been sunny at Hammerfest I should have been ready to shiver. The town seemed to be a band of little wooden houses built in a long half circle round the harbor under a wall of cliffs from which many stones had fallen. If the grass was everywhere at Tromsoe, the rocks were every where at Hammerfest, for I was made con scious of them at every turn. When the sun presently went under a cloud and it grew chilly, I was reminded whenever I looked that I was standing under the cold and frown ing brow of a precipice. Hammerfest, I was told, had a West End, where the finest houses und the hotel were, and I proceeded thither along the middle of the silent street. On either side ran rows of houses on a raised bank; in front of them was a narrow side walk to w hich one might ascend by occasional flights of steps; but the stones of the walk were jagged and dangerous, and the little square windows were too jealously high in any case for a passer-by to look in. Among the many w hite painted signs I hoped to bavo found at least one "Bageri" open, where I might get some coffee and bread, but in vain; there was not a soul in Hammerfest awake. I pinned inv faith on that hotel in the West End of which I had heard, and went further. I have never lieen in a place so forbidding and destitute of soil for verdure as this. The only grass grew on the housetops, forced by the warmer air from beneath. Taking a turn, however, to the left I ar rived at the theatre—a low, w ooden building, forty feet long, where performances were to be given once a week in the "season," so a notice read. Behind the theatre there was an expanse of sward strewn with blocks of stone, close under the cliff. Fart of it was used as u cemetery overlooking the cold Arctic sea, part was a pasture ground for geese and goats. As I stood there gazing the silence was broken by a hoarse croak, and I perceived hopping about upon a housetop, and in and out of a chimney, where he pre sumably kept a hoard, a large Norwegian crow, with black back and gray breast and legs, like a respectable gentleman in black coat and smalls. On the same roof a little kid was eagerly pasturing. In the road at my feet one of the fox like, sharp eared rein deer dogs of the Lapps was gnaw ing a bone. After a haif mi jo walk I tyrived in the West End, where I observed that no grass grew on the roofs of the houses. One palace, indeed, had two rows of seven high windows on its side and two windows at its end. The mayor of Hammerfest must, I fancy, have resided here. Opposite to me was a place of greater interest, the "Hotel of the North Foie." Its door was open, and hunger com pelled me boldly to intrude myself upon its sleeping inmates. In a room on the right, hung with furs and Lapp costumes for sale, on a large lied lay a cat surrounded by five blind kittens newly born. On another door I read " jisestue," which I took to mean eat ing room. In an apartment beyond this I found the landlord and landlady and four children in all stages of undress. They gave me some very good coffee, and tliey advised me in broken English to return to the boat stage by a new way along the wharves,where I might see the ships. The ships were mostly Russian, from Archangel and the White Sea, and I experienced a strange sensation of re moteness when I found that I was unable even to read the letters of their names. On the counter of a diminutive bookshop where I stopped to buy some stamps I was as tonished to see a book entitled "Fra Civilisa tionens Overdrev, af Mark Twain." I took this to mean "From excess of civilization," and as I left the shop I was racking my brain to imagine w hat book this could be, when I made an acquaintance whose condition ex plained to me that the book was certainly an unheard of tract by the humorist, distributed about Hammerfest in the interest of the tem perance cause. Civilization had ad my friend into excess of "finkel" and he was drunk; hut unlike a Russian, lie was good natured, for he was a Lapp, one of that outlandish race of nomad dwarfs whose figures give such strange and marked character to the street corners of Hammerfest and Tromsoe in the summer time, when they come down from the moun tains to fish. He was very friendly, and I gave him a cigarette, which he was unable to manage until I showed him how it was to be lit and smoked. He puffed away with a de lightful grin upon his wizen ape like face un til finding that it disappeared very fast and that it was not as strong as his pipe, he threw the cigarette on the ground and, lighting his pipe, staggered off along the wharf. He had, like other Lapps, a Mongolian cast of feat ures, with small almond shaped eyes and lii£b angular cheek benes; and these, w ith his bow legs, made his appearance suggestive of two triangles, one above the other. He wore thick, heavy pointed shoes of leather and col ored bands "of worsted about his ankles, and black greasy leggings of whale skin fitted his limbs as tightly os if they were his own hide. He had a great coat of reindeer skin with the fur half worn awav and girded in -* *'~ waist wiLli a many colored beaded belt, from which hung a white bone handled knife. On his head was set a high pear shaped cap of blue cloth trimmed with red and yellow, al most like an empty bag, w hich for some rea son stood up pertly in the air. From under the cap his long, wiry black hair hung down sallow, greasy cheeks, which he had chosen to shave smooth, though other men of his kind wear beards of every description of horror.— Jonathan Sturges in New York Times. THE OLD TIME RIVER DOGS. A Veteran Captain Regrets tlie Tameness ot Modern Navigation. "Steamboating ain't what it used to lie," said a veteran captain, and, as he brooded over the days when every trip of a boat was characterized by some stirring event which made indelible impressions on the officers, passengers and crew, his face assumed a mel ancholy east. "Nowadays steamers ply up and down the Mississippi in regular old seven and-six style, with nothing but sociability among passengers to relieve tiresome mo notony. "In the palmy days of Capt. James Lee. Sr., with whom I served on more than one boat, wo never had any such quiet and order as now reigns. I do not mean that the times were tough or outlawry on board the steam ers prevailed, but there was excitement— something to keep us interested. The cap tain always took charge of everything of that sort, fully protecting his passengers. "One was when he commanded a steamer in the Memphis and Vicksburg trade. At the latter point three tough passengers got aboard, all heavily armed, and one of whom had killed a man only two or three days be fore. Although boisterous, they kicked up no disturbance until the boat was about to land at Memphis. Then they became engaged in a squabble with the clerk, a sickly, con sumptive looking young man, about some trivial item. The captain watched the progress of the row until he thought it had gone far enough, when he quietly appeared on the scene and suggested that they do their quarreling where they got their whis ky. This nettled the rowdies, who turned their attention to the new comer, stating that they would rai e a row whenever it pleased them. Of course the captain objected and there was a fight. »Squaring himself he knocked down the first man to reach him, and was preparing to receive fhe murderer when the third, w ith a long knife, made for him in the rear. Seeing the danger the clerk seized a heavy iron poker and dealt the would be assassin a heavy blow across the head, knocking him senseless. This about disposed of all save the murderer, and lie and the cap tain clinched. Both were powerful and plucky. They struggled out to tlie cabin stairway and rolled down, Capt. Lee on top. "By this time the boat had lauded and the first mate was ashore. Perceiving the fight he ran aboard, jerked off his coat and hat, threw them on the deck and almost danced for joy as lie exclaimed: 'Let him go, cap tain; this is my fight.' He sailed in, and the captain allowed him to take cliaige. Tho two men fought and fell, the mate underneath. Capt. Lee reached down and placed his substitute on top, but his antagonist soon floored him again. Two or three times the positions were reversed by the captain's in terference, and always with the same result, until finally the police arrived and arrested the cause of the trouble. As he marched away he boastingly said: " I've got the worst of it, but it took the whole boat. Come at me one at the time and I'll lick the entire crew 1' But the mate 1 lie looked as if he had lieen drawn through a sausage mill. Capt. Lee took him aft, washed and condoled with him and gave him a stimulant. When the power of speech returned the willing but insufficient substi tute remarked: 'Captain, I owe you an apol ogy. That was not my fight.' The man who did him up and was arrested received a heavy fine and short imprisonment sentence from the court." Capt. Lee, Sr., is now in his eightieth year, takes life easy and leaves the fighting to his worth}' son, who follows in the footsteps of his venerable and respected sire when it be comes necessary to hold his own.—Memphis Appeal. _ Mischief of Owning a Horse. How many people are there in the world who are sensible enough to jot down as one of their reasons for devout gratitude in life the fact that they have never had money enough to be able to afford a horse and car riage* Not that there is any harm in having a neighbor who is burdened with one, espe cially when, once in a while, he takes you a fine drive. Still, it is always a wise thing to be on one's guard against such a neighbor, and to keep perpetually on the lips the prayer: "Lead us not into temptation." The fatal temptation of a horse's four legs is to lead a man to forget that he has two of his own, which, if kept in serviceable order, can carry him, body, mind and soul, into a thousand places into which tho horse's legs could never take him—over fences and through woods and upland pastures, along the rocky courses of leaping mountain brooks, high above the clouds on summits of Pisgah outlook, and over the ridges of precipitous cliffs, springing sheer from the ocean, surges thundering and foaming at their base. Now, the mischief of owning a horse is that one so socn becomes his slave, nnd is forced to go merely where the brute, un æsthetical beast, can travel. No matter how dusty the highway, or how delightful it would be to strike across country, still straight along tlie dusty highway must the half suffocated victim go. He has no legs of his own. They have gone to the dogs, like his classical studies, through sheer lack of use; and all the fine machinery connected with them—deep breathing lungs and stout beating heart—have suffered the same col lapse.—Boston Herald. Cooking Vegetables. Salt and water boils at a higher tempera ture than water alone, so a little salt should be added to the water in which all vegetables are cooked; even if the receipt calls for more seasoning at the last. 'A teaspoonful of salt to a quart of water is the right proportion.— Chicago Times. _ Plaster busts may be cleaned by dipping them into thick liquid cold starch mixed with cold water—and brushing them when dry. If you drop soot on the carpet, cover thickly with salt, and it may be swept up without blacking the carpet. The management of eight London theaters is in the hands of women. Place a dish of water in the oven when cake is baking to prevent its scorching. Dried seaweed has been a favorite means of bonnet ornamentation by the Parisians. CHEATERS OF TOILERS. HOW THEY ARE SERVED BY THE WOMEN'S PROTECTIVE UNIONS. Some of the Cases Undertaken by tlie Organization in New Turk—How Male Swindlers Are Brought to Terms—The Complaints. A pretty, dark eyed girl, with a delicate face which was not less attractive because of some traces of sorrow upon it, entered the office of Working Women's Protective union one day recently. "I want to get mv money," she said to the superintendent. "Madam- (and she gave the name of a fashionable Fifth avenue dressmaker) owes hip $58 for work." "Oh, yes," said the superintendent. "We know that dressmaker. You are not the first one to complain against her." Then the dark eyed girl told her story. Her father was an Italian artist in England. She came to this country with her brother, and he deserted her. She used her needle to support herself in various places, and finally answered the Fifth avenue dressmaker's ad vertisement for a finisher at $10 a week. The dressmaker paid her a little at a time, but never all she owed. She wanted tho $38 due her to pay her passage back to England, where her father was. The dressmaker told her that she had spoiled her work, which was not true, because she had seen tlie work ac cepted by the customers. The superintendent, believing the girl's story, opened her batteries on tlie fashionable dressmaker by sending her the following: "Madam -: A complaint against you has been left at this office by-. w ho alleges that you owe her $38 which she is unable to collect. If there is any just cause why she should not receive this money, you will please make it personally known to us within three days, or 4-e we shall be obliged to assume that your silence is an admission of the debt, and to place tlie matter before the court for collection. Yours respectfully, "M. W. Ferrer, Superintendent." "We will have that money for you to-mor row, I think," said the superintendent to the girl, and turning to the reporter she said: "That madam has refused several times to pay similar claims, but has always done so when they were presented by the union. We have collected about $500 from her in small sums for poor girls. Very little difficulty is experienced in collecting these claims after employers thoroughly comprehend that they have to deal with a powerful organization, and not w ith a defenseless working woman." "Against what class of employers do you receive most complaints?" "Against dressmakers, I think. Why, I know of one doing business now who has de frauded thirty girls at least, for we have that man} judgments against her. Bhe has a large nouse elegantly furnished with furni ture obtained on the installment plan, aud that we ran t touch till the installments are paid. Hlie is a very shrewd woman, and has fixed all her property so we cannot get at it." The female employers, explained the super intendent, always cause the union the most trouble. There is a section of the code where by a man against whom a judgment has been obtained for unpaid wages to a female em ploye, and who has no property in sight to attach, can be arrested and imprisoned for fifteen days. Necktie makers, glove makers and little manufacturers are continually de frauding their girls, but the w ise girls who take their claims to tho union generally get their money. Ono class of these swindlers of women, after so many operations in one city as to make a continued residence warm for them, remove to another city and begin the same business. But there are other unions in other cities. Recently a man, a well known milliner and dressmaker in Philadelphia, swindled lots of his girls, and the Philadelphia Women's Pro tective union took proceedings against him. He picked up his property and came to this city. The girls' claims were turned over to the union here, and a judgme't was obtained against him. But the swindler, though very shrewd, didn't know of the clause in tlie code, and so paid no attention to the judgment. When he was told about that clause by an officer of the law, he whistled, and then paid the full amount with costs. No claim is too small for the union to take up. Suit for twenty-five cents has been brought several times, and after going through the usual process the money has been collected. The excuses invented by these sharks of the workshop are very numerous, and many of them amusing. A common one is that the work which a girl has performed is unsatis factory, though the tfork is taken just the same. This excuse didn't pass the other day with a nimble fingered girl, skillful at fancy work. She had undertaken the embroidering of daisies on felt, at the magnificent pay of one and a quarter cents each. She had finished 205 of the daisies, when she asked her employer, a woman, who kept a fancy work store, for pay for them. The employer had a bad habit of finding fault with girls' work, and then deducting a certain amount from their wages. It costs no girl anything to enlist the ser vices of the union. Tiint is one of the princi ples on which it was founded. It is a society that does a great deal of good with a very little money, not to protect idling, frivolous women, but women who work. According to the secretary's report, the union has an swered since its establishment, in the time of the civil war and up to January, 1887, 290, 415 applications, furnished 48,107 employ ments, prosecuted 10,123 complaints of fraud, recovered and paid to workingwomen $35, 372.57, in sums averaging $3.49. Girls of all sorts of vocations go to t:ie office to lodge their complaints. Typewriters and stenographers go often to complain that the lawyers for whom the j have been work ing won't pay them. But the lawyers do pay after they receive that little opening letter, which is simply an announcement that they will be dragged into court and imprisoned if they don't pay. Actresses who can t get their pay from managers of trawling com panies, washwomen who can't get at the peo ple they have washed for to eolleet their dues, waiters in restaurants who get on an average of $3.50 a week when they get it at all, fan and necktie makers who more often than others work for nothing, and sewing girls in many different branches of trade are constant patrons and beneficiaries of the Wo men's Protective Union.—New York Sun. Kansas Hyperbole. jjeavenworth, in comparison to any other city In the state, is as an electric light to a tallow candle. She is the diligent daisy, the diamond depository of the daring, dauntless commonwealth of Kansas. If you are not satisfied now, ring up telephone 20.—Leaven worth Pioneer. WOMAN AND HOME. A BIT OF HOUSEKEEPING DONE BY TWO RAILROAD MEN. Decorative Hints Worth llcciling—llelp Ing Baby to Walk—Creole's Old Fash ioned Ideas—Lack of Cleanliness—Secret oT Economy—London Shopping. Let me tell you of a bit of housekeeping done one winter by two men; and because it helped them to be better when they might have easily grown worse, and because by means of it they were enabled to make cheer ful a winter which had bidden fair to be dreary, I think we must call it good house keeping. The last trip of the train on which they were employed took them away from home late in the evening, and left them for the nights and Sundays at tlie terminus of a short branch line. The elder was an engineer, who by reason of his recent promotion to that position had not yet attained full pay, and had just gone to housekeeping in a plain, everyday fashion which he hoped to better by and by. I dare Bay he had married far too young, and his wife was quite inexperienced, and learned how to keep house by dint of doing it. But because of the wife and baby, and the house keeping, he did not feel able to pay for lodg ing and Sunday meals away from home. So he decided to carry his food from home, nnd sleep in tho round house (the building where the locomotive was stored), and he was very glad to get a companion in the person of the new brakeman, just commencing railroad life. He was a lad of 18, fresh from an up country home, fairly pushed out of tlie home nest, a loving shelter though it had been to him, by the pressure of the numerous younger brothers and sisters, and he bad not only to shift for himself, but to help the jo dear ones if he found that he could. He was a good lad, full of right intentions, but of course ready to be influenced by his companions and surrounding!. They asked for and obtained some bunks and some car cushions in lieu of mattresses, nnd with thick dark quilts from home and the glowing fire in the huge stove they were very comfortable as far as lodging was con cerned. But the Sundays were not so pleas ant. A locomotive round house lias few charms as a dwelling. This particu'ar one had in its favor that, not being on the main line, it held only the one locomotive, and the fire being dumped on Saturday night there was neither smoke nor steam; but such places are never over clean. Then they were obliged to wear working clothes for the trip up on Saturday night, and they did not feel neat nor well dressed, nor could they so attired at tend church. The engineer pondered the matter much. These were not the Sundays for which he had planned. My knights of the dinner pail re solved, first of all, that they would dress as well on Simflay sY they would have done if at home. Their bags were packed with clean linen and their Sunday suits were carried up on »Saturday night. It was an easy matter to drive up nails to hang up tho working suits. They spread down clean sacking where were no boards; it was easily taken up, shaken and folded away during the week. A piece of iron bar heated in the glowing coals of the stove and dropped into a pail of water warmed it sufficiently for a sponge bath, and that and clean clothes restored the feeling of tidiness they had so missed. Those same glowing coals suggested the possibility of giving their food a little more of a home like aspect. The thing grew, plates, cups and saucers and the like, were carried from home and kept in a locked cupboard. They gathered together vinegar, pepper, salt, mustard, pepper sauce, horse radish, a bottle of pickles, carried crackers, butter, and such thiugs in small quantities, and a tin dish or two. There are a great many cooking possi bilities in a quart tin dipper and a good lire. The bread was carried in the loaf that it might not dry so soon as if sliced. A little tin pail of baked beans was carried every Saturday by the engineer; the brakeman brought another of oysters, and these last were stewed in a little saucepan that easily went in at the stove door. A piece of sheet iron just large enough to slide in at the same aperture, had its edges turned up on three sides, and served excellently to roast oysters or clams in the shell. A wire bread toaster answered admirably for a meat broiler if they preferred beefsteak to oysters. A firmly propped up board served for a table, and round, solid sticks of wood, with square boards nailed on them, made seats. The meals over and the dishes tidily washed up, they were fit for church, and often went. They carried books and papers from home and read them aloud. Of course there were innumerable jokes at their expense, but out of their comfort and tidiness they could afford to laugh with the jokers. And the laughers were glad to come in of an afternoon, and enjoy the fire and the last illustrated paper. After that winter the two were never again in such close companionship. The lad became first a fireman and then an engineer on another road, and ripened into a steady, reliable man, a stay and comfort to those de pendent upon him. He sometimes met his old mentor and aUuded to the winter when they had passed th?»r Sundays together in the roundhouse as a time of profit, and gave evi dence that the good home habits with which he had gone out into the world were then con firmed ami strengthened to last him through his brief life. For while yet young in manhood, one night in early spring, the track slid away under his engine, carrying the train down a steep em bankment to the rocky bed of a river. Though fatally burned by escaping steam, he struggled out of the heavy impeding coat, climbed the height, heaven knows how, and Btaggered in the early dusk, blinded by fall ing snow, half a mile down the track, to ap pear before a standing train a reeling, sway ing figure, batless, coatless and with visage so blackened ami distorted as to be unrecog nizable, shouting incoherent words of warn ing. And yet no one who knew him evinced any surprise when his story was told in pul> lic print. "It was like him," they said.—H. Annette Poole in Good Housekeeping. What Mrs. Brown Thought. "Where have you been?" asks Mrs. Brown at the theatre of Mr. B., just out between the acts. "Oh, just out tosee n man," replied Brown. "When did he die?" "When did who die?" "The man you w ent out to see." "Whatare you talking about:'' "Well, judging from your breath, it must have been a spirit you saw."— New York Sun.