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Who is it makes himself a bore,
By asking questions o'er and o'er,
Uutll you wish he was no more?
Who always tells and is elate,
That you are both from the same State,
Who hang to you like grin 1 old fate?
Who spoils your quiet Sunday rest,
And tells stale jokes with fearful zest,
And is ofl'ensive at his best?
W T ho borrows your last cent of cash,
And-then goes off and cuts a dash.
While you economize on hash?
Who is it takes the most delight.
If e'er you feel misfortune's plight,
Who is the first to give a slight?
Who into your affairs will pry,
Presuming to ask how and why,
And for whose presence you ne'er sigh?
Who wonders if you can afford,
To dress so well and pay such board
And if 'tis of your own accord?
Who snubs you if you wear old clothes.
But when your new ones you expose,
Who quickly his acquaintance shows?
Who is it dates to criticise,
And tell you what he would advise,
And whom you Heartily despise?
Who tells a secret just to you,
Then goes and tells the neighbors, too
Because 'tis scandal sweet and new ?
Who flatters you with well laid plan,
And does you favor if he can.
Who talks about it quicker than
Who says the meanest things of yo3,
And tells long tales that are not true,
Who gives your faults the blackest hue ?
Who is it that all this offends?
The one for whom this prayer ascends,
O, Lord, deliver me from friends
But none of this is meant for you,
Unless your foot will fit the shoe ,
If so, you must admit 'tis true
A POET TO HIS PEN.
Good bye, old friend, we've been together
Thro' sun and storm this many a year,
And which is dearer—tell me whether
The smile you gave me or the tear.
We smiled sometimes, the world unknowing
How much it missed in many a jest,
Twixt you and me, the laughter showing
Made life take on an added zest.
And if sometimes our tears were blended
O'er justice wronged or love laid low,
We knew bifore the story ended
The sc. rowing heart with hope would glow.
We pictured life in varying LshionE
We painted beauty's roseate cheek,
We captured ever master passion,
And tried to make the captive speak.
We loved with love in fond pursuing,'
We trilled beneath the lover's kiss,
And tills, perchance, was our unduing,
Fo loth were we a joy to miss.
The field of fact was sharpened stubble,
To cut and bruise our unused feet;
We liked to shun the paths of trouble;
And feel the pulse of pleasure beat.
But ah ! with faith the tireless master,
We drank full oft the draught of pain,
And oft o'erwhelmcd in fresh disaster.
We sighed for peace, but sighed in vain.
We felt our souls grow sore and languish,
Beneath the blast of sorrow s breath,
And prostrate lay in utter anguish.
Before the feet of frowning death.
Aad thus the scenes were ever shifting,
We lived them all, old friend and true,
But felt the shadows round us lifting
When you and I could dream and do.
We looked upon the height believing
We might obtain its vernal crown,
But you and I, oldif/iend, are grieving,
Compelled to lay that sweet hope down.
A halt is called, there's no unheeding,
The hand that clasps you nerveless
When shall we meet? All, cease your pleading,
That time, alas, God only knows.
Tomme felt so proud and happy,
When he staried for his ride,
Mounted on his little donkey
With his dogg e at liis side,
And the whip that grandpa gave him
With a whistle at the end,
And a penny in his pocket.
At the village shop to spend.
Sow look at him ! clinging tightly,
To his donkey iu such fright;
As for me I can't help thinking,
That it only serves him *te ht :
Why did he keep whipping Rjbbie,
Just because his whip was new .
Till at last poor Robbie s patience
Failed him, and he angry grew.
And he started at a K*lj°P
To the nearest water s brink.
Tommy thought at first he only
Wanted just to get a drink.
But he sees now that he s angry,
Fo he tries to throw him in;
Tommy's trying to Pavent '"S'
And 1 wonder which will win.
SIGNS OF A BOY.
K gun in the parlor, a kite in the ball* j,„u
In the kitchen a bo k and atet andabalh
On the sideboard a ship, on the bo ,j t q g .
And a hat for which ownership none would dis
And out on the porch gallantly prancing no
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hnipted as sl> aim as s* 11 "- . v,nnse
Make it easy to see t here ■ a boy in th e hous
TI1E NATIONAL EMBLEM.
France lias her lily.
And England her rose,
And everybody knows
Where the shamrock grows,
Scotland has her thistle,
Flowering on the hill.
But the American emblem
Is the one dollar bill.
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The New Sovereign of Portugal.
Carlos I. was born September 28, 1863»
the son of Lnis I. and Queen Pia, young
est daughter of KiDg Vittorio Emannele,
of Italy. Accordingly, the present King
of Italy is his uncle. Moreover, by the
marriage of his royal grandmother, Queen
Maria II., to Prince Ferdinand, of Saxe
Cobnrg, he is a member of the family of
German sovereigns. He is unlike his
father, physically, beiDg light in com
plexion. whereas Lnis I. had a swarthy
skin. The late King had quiet, scholarly
tastes; Carlos is ambitious and is anxions
to become prominent in European politics.
He is said to resemble his mother more
than his father. On May 22, 1887, he was
married to Marie Amalie, daughter of
Philippe, Duc d'Orleans, Comte de Paris.
RICHARD H. STORKS,
Head of the American Board of For
The learned divine of whom we print a
fine likeness, the Rev. Richard S. Storrs,
D. D., L. L. D., of Brooklyn, New York, is
president of the body known in short as
the American Board, recently in session in
New York city. He is eminent as a theo
logian and pulpit orator, and for the ability
and dignity with which he has acquitted
himself on public occasions of national in
terest. Dr. Storrs was born in Braintree,
Mass., August 21, 1821. In 1839 he gradu
ated at Amherst College, and from Andover
Theological Seminary in 1845. He was
called to the pastorate of the Harvard
church, Brookline, the same year, and in
1846 assumed the pastorate of the Church
of the Pilgiims, Brooklyn, which he still
fills. His church is a fine specimen of
church architecture, and is often referred
to as a model of artistic elegance and taste.
Dr. Storrs' published works include " The
Constitntion of the Human Soul," " Report
on the English Revised Version of the Ed
ble," and a great number of occasional eft
mons, orations and addresses.
W. D. O'BRIEN.
Captain ot the Victorious Bride
We give a portrait of W. D. O'Brien, cap
tain of the Brooklyn team, which has won
the championship honors of the American
Association. This eminent player, who is
best known as 'Darby," is a western man.
He was born in Peoria, 111., September 1,
1863. His boyhood was promising of
supremacy in base ball, and he was quite
young when he began bis professional
career as a member of the Peoria Reds,
with whom he played in 1882. He rested
the next seasoD, bat was the successful cap
tain of the Keokuk, la., club, in 1884.
The ensniDg two years he played ball for
the Denver, Col., clnb, and was captain
both seasons. In 1887 he was engaged for
the Metropolitans of New York. Before
long he was one of the star players of the
American Association. When Brooklyn
bought the Metropolitans, O'Brien was
transferred to the purchasers. His clever
est work is in the left field, but he is also a
fine batter and base rnnner.
THE COLORED ORATOR.
Some of the Particulars of Clement
Morgan's Life at Harvard.
Clement Garnett Morgan, the colored
student who is to he class-day orator at
Harvard, is a credit to Harvard in every
sense of the word, says a New York World
dispatch from Boston. No young mar? at
Harvard has manners more polished; none
maintains a better personal appearance
ft w, if any, use finer English, and when it
comes to intelligence the colored ex-barber,
ex-waiter, son of an emancipated slave, is
voted one of Harvard's best scholars. That
Morgan's name does not appear among the
winners of scholarships is explained by the
fact that for a considerable part of his col
lege course he varied his hours of study
with hours of honest toil to gain money
for his support. The campas is ringing
with praises of the courageous action of
the young men of the senior class, and,
save tor a narrow-minded lew, the gradu
ates uesr Boston applaud the action vigor
Ever since Morgan entered Harvard in
the lall of 1886, he has lived with colored
friends in Catnb; ldgeport. Latterly he has
lived at 139 Columbia street in aneatframe
house occupied by his colored friends, the
Banks family. The house is situated iu
what is called an unfashionable neighbor -
hcod at a distance ot about a mile and a
half Irom Harvard. Here is his study in a
comfortable room in the upper story, with
a well-tilled bookcase in the corner. The
Banks family is one of the best known to
the colored popnlation of Cambridgeport,
and through them young Morgan made the
acquaintance of snch prominent colored
men as Judge liufiiD, the Baileys and the
AMONG HIS OWN RACE
Morgan has spent most of his leisure time,
and his relations with the students have,
except in rare icstances, not been of the in
timate character of student life. This
is not due to bdv hostility amoDg the
students toward a colored man, but
because he has had little time for
makiDg friendship, so bosily engaged has
he been engaged in earning money to carry
him through. One of the seniors to day
said that Morgan frequently came to his
room and was always welcome there, for
he was a perfect gentleman, and always
conducted himself with propriety. The
same man said that he thought Morgan
held himself aloof from the class because
so large a percentage of the members are
southerners, and he preferred not to lay
himself or them or their friends open to
embarrassing compfications. Generally
speaking, while Morgan's social status can
not lie defined, because never sought to es
tablish it, he is popular, and did he so
choose he could make strong friendships.
He is not a member of either of the college
societies ner did he ever appear publicly in
the class meetings. By disposition he is
IN THE BOSTON LATIN SCHOOL,
which he entered in 1884, to prepare him
self for college, Morgan was one of .the
most popnlar men in his class. The Latin
school is a public school and there young
Morgan miDgled among his fellow students
far more than at Harvard. The boys all
thought he was a good fellow and elected
him adjutant of the battalion in the school
regiment, an honor which came to the
youDg colored man unsolicited. He made
as fine a soldier as he did a scholar there,
and : n the annual parade of the regiment
through the city and review on the com
mon before the Mayor and Governor, Adju
tant Morgan was the observed of all ob
servers. He took the regular course
in the Latin school, and was graduated
sixth in the class. His oratorical ability
won for him the first prize at the
school graduation exercises. During his
connection with the Latin school Morgan
supported himeelf by working alter school
hours iu a barber shop. For three summer
seasons he was a bell boy at the United
States Hotel, Saratoga. The first money
he made alter entering Harvard College
was earned in a barber shop in East Cam
bridge, not a mile from the seat of learn
ing, and near enough to gain the patronage
of his own classmates. Morgan won the
friendship in Cambridge of the wealthy
Misses Smith, charitably disposed ladies,
who aided him in finding a place to live
and study, and who, it is said, have aided
him in a financial way. His mode of liv
ing has been inexpensive. He has none of
the vices so common to college students.
IN SPITE OF HIS NARROW MEANS
he drersed in good taste. When seen by
the World correspondent he wore a well
fitting sack suit of mixed gray goods. He
is of medinm height, weighs about 155
pounds, has a smooth face, except for a
luxuriant mustache and his skin is very
black. His face shows mnch intelligence,
and he talks in a smooth, fluent, yet for
cible style, pronouncing his words with
cleor articulation and punctuating his sen
tences with graceful gesture. Standing erect
he makes a striking fignre, his elocu
tionary training having taught him how
to hold himself when on his feet. His
oratory is finished to a degree seldom
fonnd in one so young. As a public reader
he has made a great success. The last
summer, in company with a classmate, W.
E. B. Dubois (also colored), he made a tour
of the New England seaside and mountain
resorts, giving readings selected from the
standard works. He carried with him let
ters of introduction from President Elliot
and several of the Harvard professors. It
is understood he deposited in the bank^a
snag snm of money, the result of his Bum
Honor to Women.
The sacred books of India contain the
following praisewdrthy maxims:
He who despises women despises his own
Who is cursed by women is enrsed by
The tears of women call down the fire of
heaven on those who make them flow.
Evil to him who langhs at woman's
sufferings. God shall langh at his prayers.
It was at the prayer of a woman that the
Creator pardoned man. Cursed be he who
There is no crime more odions than to
persecute a woman.
When women are honored the divinities
are content ; but when they are not hon
ored all undertakings fail.
The households cursed by women to
whom they have not rendered the homage
due to them, find themselves weighed
down with ruin and destroyed as if they
had been strnck by some secret power.
It it is time to appreciate all things at
their trne value.
JOHN Y. L. FINDLAY,
Chosen as an International Umpire.
The Venezuelian Claims Commission
have gotten everything in working order
by the selection of John V. L. Findlay, of
Baltimore, Maryland, as the arbitrator or
umpire selected by the two Commissioners,
on the part of the United States and
Venezuela respectively, as the third mem
ber ot the Commission, one whose decisions
or opinions will be final in case of a dis
agreement between the Venezuelian Com
missioner and the Commissioner on the part
of the United States.
John V. L Findlay was born December
21, 1839 He received his education at
Princeton, New Jersey. Mr. Findlay is a
lawyer by profession and in extensive
practice. He has been a State and City
Director of the Baltimore & Ohio Railroad
Company; was a member ef the State
Legislature of Maryland; Collector of In
ternal Revenue for one of the Baltimore
districts, and City Solicitor for Baltimore.
This useful man was elected to the Forty
eighth Congress, and was re-elected to the
Forty-ninth as a Democrat.
President Lincoln was invariably cool
and self contained in face of criticism, and
the following incident is a notable illustra
tion of this characteristic : A committee of
Western clergymen v'sited him one day,
and the spokesman delivered an impressive
speech, filled from beginning to end with
fault-finding. The shortcomings of the ad
ministration were made the subject of
many keen and vigorous thrusts, and at
the conclusion of the lecture the other
members of the committee showed their
approval by hearty applause.
Mr. Lincoln's reply was a notable one.
With nnnsual animation he said : "Gentle
men, suppose all the property yon possess
were in gold, and you had placed it in the
hands of Blondin to carry across the
Niagara river on a rope, bearing your all
Would you shake the cable and keep
shouting to him : 'Blondin, stand up a lit
tle straighterl^ Blondin, stoop a little
more ! Go a little faster ! Lean more to
the sooth ! Now lean a little more to the
north !' Would that be your behavior in
each an emergency ? No; yon would hold
you breath, every one of you, as well as
your tongues. You would keep your
hands off until he was safe on the other
side. This government, gentlemen, is car
rying an immense weight. Untold treas
ures are in its hands. The persons man
aging the Ship of State in this storm are
doing the best they can. Don't worry
them with needless warnings and com
plaints. Keep silence, be patient, and we
will get yon safe across. Good-day, gentle
men, I have other duties pressing upon me
that must be attended to."
An Invaluable Core (or Ivy Poisoning
When the patient first feels the smarting,
burning sensation that invariably precedes
the swelling, he should bathe the affected
parts freely about four times a day with a
weak solution of sugar of lead. If this is
not obtainable the next best thiDg is to use
a strong solation of Common saleratas. A
light dose of Rochelle salts should be taken
before breakfast three mornings in seces
sion, and the bathing treatment kept up
nntill all signs of the poisoning disappear,
which usually occurs in about four days.
Who is l^OtV Queen of Portugal.
King Carlos was the Duke of Braganza,
when on May 22,1887, he was married, at
Lisbon, to Marie Amalie, daughter of Phil
lippe Due d'Orleans, Comte de Paris. Pre
vious to her marriage Amalie's life was
qniet and uneventful. She was then about
twenty years of age. The public had
known nothing of her when Bhe was an
nounced to be the bride prospective of the
heir to the throne of Portugal. Her bean
ty is extraordinary; she is tall, slender and
graceful, with delicate features and lovely
brown eyes. After the downfall of the
French empire, before her removal to Lis
bon, her home was chiefly in France, from
which her family was banished during the
reign of Napoleon III. Previously she had
lived in England, where both she and her
royal spouse are known and highly es
teemed It is interesting to recall the fact
that her lather is recognized by both the
Bourbon and Orleani t parties as heir to
the throne of France.
STUCK TO HER PRINCIPLES.
How a Garrulous Old Lady Amased
Her Fellow Passengers.
She was an old woman and she was en
joying the beet times she had ever seen.
She wasn't a bit proud either. It was the
first time in her life that she had ever been
in a drawing-room car, and she didn't care
I who knew it. She talked loudly and in
cessantly. Everybody in the car soon
learned her story. Her son had gone out
West and made seme money, and was now
taking her to a snug little home that he had
bnilt up in Wyoming.
He was a stalwart, handsome fellow, and
his mother's garrnlousness made him feel
rather nncom fort able. He snggested once
in on undertone that she should be more
discreet, and not talk so mnehabont family
"Great snakes !" ejecnlated the old lady,
taking a header into another seething
maelstrom of talk, "we ain't done nothin'
to be ashamed of. Why shouldn't I talk
abont family matters? When I married
yonr poor father, that's been dead and
buried these twenty years, poor dear—
which I'll never forgive Jane Hackett for
sayin' as how he wer' talked to death; no,
not if Gabriel wer' to blow his trumpet
this very minute aD' snmman me to judg
ment. The audacious critter knowed very
well it wer' spite agin' me that made her
say it, 'eus she tried to catch your father
an' couldn't, though the way she set her
cap to do it wer' simply scandalous for to
behold in a Christian country.
"Well, as I wer' a sayin', before that
Jane Hackett came into my head, when I
married your poor father, I said, says I,
"We're agoin' to live together so as we
won't ca.e who knows averythiDg abont
ns.' An' I've lived that way ever since
an' I ain't never regretted it one blessed
minute. Now, there's yonr uncle Timo
But here the train shot into the month
of a long tunnel, and the rumbling pre
vented the people in the car from hearing
what were ancle Timothy's peculiarities.
As the car ran into the opening the old
woman was saying, "I believe in stickin'to
my principles an' not being ashamed of 'em
no matter where I am."
Here she dropped the thread of her eon
ersation for a minnt to get a drink from
the ice cooler. She "drained one tumbler
full and a portion of the contents of an
other Then she raised the lid of the
cooler preparatory to returning to it what
remained in her glass. Her son frowned
expostnlations and shook his head vigor
ously. It served to call tha attention of
everybody to what was going on.
"Now, look here, James," said the old
woman, "ain't I just told you this very
minute that I believes in stickin' to prin
ciples an' not bein' ashamed on 'em. One
of my principles is'waste not, want not '
That's what kept me out of the poorlionse
a good many years. I ain't goin' bai k on
it now. This water is goin' back into the
Back it went with a loud splash. Some
people tittered, others looked shocked.
With sublime indifference to the
thoughts of those aronnd her, the old
woman resumed her seat.
When the train had run along for two
hours the old woman temporarily side
tracked the conversational topic that she
had on hand to make this observation to
her son :
"Don't people never get thirsty in first
class carriages? It's a mighty warm day,
but I ain't seen no one take a drink ont ot
that cooler since I took a drink to hours
James replied, somewhat irrelevantly,
that he guessed he would go into the next
car and smoke a cigar. It took him an hoar
and a half to smoke it.
[From the Chicago Times.]
Among the hundreds of historical relics
in the Libby Prison War Museum there
are few more interesting than Abraham
Lincoln's bootjack. It is interesting because
of the inscrutable mystery surrounding it.
The mnseum, it is true, is filled with old
bricks with jack knife autographs on them,
and also teeth marks, where the prisoners
attempted to gnaw their way out. There
are also many old ballets and handcuffs
and things, and pieces of flooring with
checker boards carved on them, but they
fail to furnish the food for speculation that
is afforded by the bootjack.
It is a common, hard-wood, hand-made
bootjack, with a cross-cleat nailed on the
under side at the foot of the jaws, jnst like
any other bootjack. It has a small tuft of
short, brindled hair sticking to one of the
jaw points. "When a boy Mr. Lincoln made
the bootjack and always used it to pull off
his boots. It is now stained with age and
the nail heads are rusting in the wood. For
nearly twenty-five years it has been rever
ently kept in a glass case where it was
never once profaned by the touch of vandal
hands. It is still in the case, aDd has never
been used for any purpose whatever since
the days of Lincoln. Therefore it would
interest the world at large to know jnst
when and where it was that Mr. Lincoln
threw his bootjack at the brindle cat.
New York Doctor's Baggies.
New York Sun : The doctors of New
York have adopted a special vehicle. They
now drive in carriages that are similar
enough to have been manufactured from
one pattern It is a buggy, with a top or
hood, which is a complete protection from
the weather. It differs from a light trot
ting buggy, as the box is big, roomy, and
comfortable, and the hood is arranged in
several joints, so that a portion of it may
be pushed back at a time. The wheels are
almost heavy enengh for a light T cart.
The doctors drive two horses, nsnally hand
somely matched, well bnilt and stylish an
imals, with docked tails. The coachman is
usually in snug livery, with corduroys aDd
varnished boots. As the horses are har
nessed well to the head of a long pole, and
the harness usually silver-mounted, the
whole outfit is decidedly handsome and
impressive. There are at least ten or
twelve of them in town. They have en
tirely superseded the brongham among the
doctors, because, in the first place, the baggy
can be driven much faster than a heavy
brongham. and, in the second place, there
is no slamming of doors and drafts from
the windows if they are open. The doctor
gets the benefit of the fresh air. going from
one place to another, and, as the distances
in New York are very great in the practice
of the more celebrated physicists, speed is
of importance. The physicians seem to
have struck the right thing in vehicles, and
undoubtedly the doctor's bnggy has come
GREEN B. RAUM.
The New Commissioner of Pensions.
General Raum was born in Golconda,
Pope county, Illinois, December 3. 1827.
He received a common echool education,
studied law and in 1853 was admitted to
the bar. In 1856 he removed with his
family to Kansas. He returned the follow
ing year to Illinois and settled in Harris
burg. At the beginning of the war he en
tered the army as major of an Illinois regi
ment and was made lienteDaDt-colonel,
then colonel, and then brevet brigadier
general. He was made brigadier general
of volunteers February 15, 186 », which
commission he resigned May 5. Raum
served under General Rosecrans in the
Mississippi campaign of 1862. At the bat
tle of Corinth he ordered and led the charge
that broke the Confedeiate left and cap
tured a battery. He was with General
Grant at Vicksburg, and was wounded at
the battle of Missionary Ridge in Novem
ber, 1863. During the Atlanta campaign
he held the lne of communication from
Dalton to Acworth, and from Kingston to
Rome, Georgia. In 1886 he obtained a
charter for the Cairo and VinceDnes Rail
road Company, aided in its construction
and became its first president. He was
elected to Congress and served from March
4, 1867, to March 3,1869. In 1876 he was
president of the Illinois Republican con
vention, and in the same year he was a
delegate to the national convention of that
party in Cincinnati. He was appointed
Commissioner of Internal revenue August
2, 1876, and retained the office until May
31, 1883. DnriDg this period he collected
$850,000,000 and disbursed thirty million
dollars without loss. He wrote reports of
his bureau for seven successive years.
General Raum is author of "The Existing
Conflict Between Republican Government
and Southern Oligarchy." He has prac
tised law in Washington, D C.
The English Political
Charles Bradlangh, who has just re
covered from a serions illness, is a member
of the English House of Commons from
Northampton. "Iconoclast," as he is gen
erally called, is a notable man, and his ad
mirers are probably as numerous on this
side of the Atlantic as on the other. He
was here on a lecturing tour in 1873, when
he made a decided impression wherever his
eloquent voice was heard.
Mr. Bradlangh is a native of Hoxton,
London, and is 56 years of age. His
parents were poor, and he had no schooling
after his eleventh year. In 1847 and the
next year he harangued crowds on the
streets, t he political straggles of the period
the subject of his speeches. Abont the
same time he left home, where his skepti
cal views were at wide variance with the
old-fashioned churchliness of his father.
The sunshine in his career began with his
assumption of a clerkship at a lawyer's
office in London, giving him leisure for
literary work. He assumed the name
"Iconoclast," nnder which he has contrib
uted to various periodicals owned or partly
owned by himself. His views are those of
a republican in politics, an atheist in re
ligion, and a Malthnsian in social economy.
In 1880 Bradlangh was elected to Parlia
ment from Northampton, when he refused
to take the oath of allegiance. The Com
mons would not let him affirm, inasmuch
as no provision is made in the Parliamen
tary Oaths Act for affirmation by others
than Quakers and ilie like. Upon re
election Mr. Bradlaugh changed his ground
aDd offered to take the oath, but the House
refused to recede it Insisting upon enter
ing the House and administering the oath
to himself, he was removed by the police.
Afterwards, on several occasions, a similar
farce was gone through. Not until the
opening of the new Parliament in 1885 was
the controvery settled, by Bradlaugh quiet
ly taking the oath with his fellow mem
bers. He has been an active and useful
Cotton Duck Flour Barrels.
A revolution in flour-barrel making is
promised by a patent granted in Atlanta,
Ga., for the making of barrels out of cotton
dock instead of wood. The new material
is impervious to water and resists fire for a
long time. It weighs to the barrel abont
fifteen pounds less than wood, and can be
manufactured 10 per cent, cheaper. The
cotton dnek barrel can be rolled op into
small space and returned to the mills for
freqnent use. The barrels can thus be re
turned as solid goods, and thus save space.
A WOMAN'S TRIUMPH.
Miss Garrett's Successful Management
of a Big Estate.
Robert Garrett's recovery of mental and
physical health is the first gleam of sun
shine that has come to the Garrett family
ior more than five years. No household
with millions in its posstssion has ever
been so afflicted as the Garretts. Within
halt a decade Mrs. John W. Garrett has
been thrown from her carriage and died of
her injuries; her husband soon afterward
succumbed to a malady that was aggra
vated by the death of his wife ; then
their eldest son, Robert Garrett, lost his
mind, and while his physicians were tak
ing him on a tour of the world, in the
hope that this would restore his
mental powers his brother, Harrison Gar
rett, was drowned by the collision of his
yacht with a steamer in Chesapeake Bay.
But the friends of Robert Garrett have
never teased to predict that he would one
day be himself again and re-enter the lail
road and finance field with vigor and wis
dom. The prophecy may soon be realized.
The increase of the Garrett capital daring
the illness of Robert Garrett is an accepted
tact in financial circles, notwithstanding
that the family holdings of Baltimore &
Ohio railroad stock have drawn no divi
dends for three years. This increase is dne
altogether to the sound business sense of
Miss Mary Garrett, the only daughter of
John W. Ganett and sister of Robert.
"Il seems incredible, bat it is the truth,"
said a Baltimore lawyer to a Philadelphia
friend recently, "that this young lady has
virtually hnndled the Garrett railroad and
banking interests ever since one of her
brotheis was attacked with disease and the
other lost his life. She is not yet thirty
years of age rnd is a handsome woman of
the bloude type. She obtained her busi
ness training from her father, to whom she
was a constant companion in his later
years, and see turned it to good account
when the Garrett family was actually
deprived of a male head. No woman
has ever had such a responsibility
of this kind placed upon her as
that which Miss Garrett voluntarily shoul
dered, and if the whole story of her work
could be told it would be a narrative of
the most extraordinary business qualifica
tions that any woman has ever shown.
The millions ot the family have been add
ed to daring her stewardship. Bhe pos
sesses some three millions in her own name
and she has made Robert Garrett a
wealthier man than when he inherited his
father's seat as president ef the Baltimore
& Ohio roilroad."
A REMARKABLE CAVE.
The Most Wonderful Yet Found in
Europe is in Austria.
A Vienna letter describes a wonderful
cave which has been discovered and opened
to the public at Dot quite twenty minutes'
/distance from the famous cavern of stalac
tites at Adeh'herg, in Carniola. This
province of Austria is very rich in grottoes
and caves, bnt the one just discovered
seams to be superior to all the others, and
is likely to be more renowned than the
Adelsberg caves, the largest and most mag
nificent hitherto known in Europe. The
grotto is, in the first place, better connected
than the old one. Cave follows cave, with
out passages or corridors in which the
visitors can see nothing; and a walk
through it occupies rather more than two
A series of lofty domes are passed through
until a space, known as the ball room, is
reached. Here the roof seems to be adorned
with hundreds of flags. The walls are
formed of myriads of diamonds, and if the
"ball room" is lighted, a variety of colors,
from alabaster white to deep red, seem to
shine from the dags, or streamers, or cur
tains. The most remarkable cave is the
last one. Its roof is vaulted; its furthest
wall is formed by a snow white rock of
limestone, which divides the grotto from
the mountain river, which rashes be
hind it, and the two side walls are covered
with indentations, mostly formed of single
The visitor may imagine himself to be in
a toy shop, so various are the little figures
which protrude from these wa.ls, bat his
attention is drawn to a number of enor
mous trees in the center of the cave, some
risiug to a height of forty or fifty feet,each
with numerous branches strewn with drops
instead of leaves in wonderful regularity of
Are There Thunderbolts?
[William Ahrens in Indianapolis News.]
In the News of last Saturday, nndei the
caption "Some Popular Fallacies," there is
mentioned as such " that thunderbolts are
tangible realities that can be handled and
preserved as cariosities."
As in fact I have handled snch a cari
osity, I will give you herewith the facts,
which yon may publish for the benefit of
some doubters, if you see tit.
It was found on a farm near Charleston,
Ind., under the following circumstances:
The farmer and his sou were working in a
field when a thunde r storm came up. As
they stood ander shelter in the adjoining
woods they saw the lightning strike a tree
that stood singly in the field, upon which
the son said: "Now we will find out
whether there are thunderbolts, indeed."
As soon as the rain ceased they went to the
tree, found on its trunk the mark of the
stroke from the top down to a big root
which had a fresh split, in which the bolt
stack tight, and was then worked ont.
The farmer was a member of the Charles
ton German Methodist Mission, and he
gave it to the missionary, in whose posses
sion I saw and handled it about the year
1847. It had been found not long before.
It was much like the size and shape of a
man's thumb, of a slate color and very
hard, bat soft to the touch on account of
its smooth and polished surface.
No doubt lightning is but rarely charged
with a bolt, bnt the fact that it sometimes
is, gives reason to believe that it happens
offener than is found ont. In Germany I
often heard talk abont thunder bolts being
kept as family relics under the superstition
that lightning wonld never strike a house
where it was kept.
Before the Modern William's Bar.
New York Sun : First Bibnlous Citizen—
As the divine William says, "A man may
smile and be a villain still."
Second B. C.—William wouldn't have
said that if he were with ns to day.
First B. C.—What wonld he have said?
Second B. C.—A man may smile and
smile and he a whisky still.
First B. C.—Set 'em up again.
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