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A PAPA'S PUZZLE.
We're going this year to Littleton.
My w.fc our Jack, and Nan and L
Jfow Nan is seven, and Jack lb ten;
How muny tickoU shall 1 buy?
Jack rays half fare, and Nan pays none.
Though ith her dolls slio nii3 a seat;
.However stem conductors tire.
'J.hei jrn e her only glances sweet.
"But this year, Nan her kitten takes,
A little, purring, pUiul thing:
V. hilo Jack has .i gnu e youiur pus: .
W Inch evcr here he & bound to bring.
"Kan has a long legged Ernhtna chick
She lotes that pet with ail her heart;
Auu Jack owns three pretty doves.
liumwh ch he can not bear to part.
In cage and basket," say the two,
" ell covered up, our pets can go "
They htu e iio doubts; but I hat p miuo,
And this, is what I ventto know:
If the cat mews, the puppy barks.
And it the dove at once all coo,
And if the lirahma ch-clfen crows.
As the conductor passed through.
What will ne sa ? How will he look?
hat -hall 1 do. in my de-ipa r.'
Can 1, lor tuch a tribe, hand up
Our ticket:, two, and ono hau-fare?
"We're going this j ear to Litllolon,
JJ wife, our Jack, and Nan and L
Dog, cat, three dolls, throe dove, a chick
How many tickets shall I buy?
J. L. It. Biatidi, in SL Ntclwlaa.
NO MOTHER.
The Poor Chicken Horn and Raised in an
Incubator.
They were very pretty yellow chick
ens, and looked as muck alike as two
peas, but, as far as I know, they were
not related. Each had started' out
from its separate house to take a walk,
knowing nothing of each other till
they met in the meadow, where they
-were hunting bugs. They were so in
tent on their business that they stood
on the very edge of the brook that sep
arated them before they saw each
other. "Oh!" exclaimed Daisy, very
much startled, "who are you?" "Yel
lowlegs" answered he, with a very
haip look at Daisy, who looked so
'dainty and well-bred, every feather in
.perfect oidcr, and e)cs like stars. "In
dian," thought Daisy. "The always
rive their children queer names.
I wonder how he got here! I am so
thankful that big brook is between
us," and Daisy moved a little further
from the edge.
"What is v our name?"
"Daisy."
"I don't like it. You're not a flower.
Oaisy is the name of a tlower."
"How icry rude!" thought Daisy.
J'He must belong to a queer family.
Oh, I forgot! He is an Indian."
"My mother called me that because
I was white and yellow like a daisy."
"Mother! What in the world is
.that?"
Daisy staggered back. "Mother!
"Why, a mother is a mother. One's
-own dear mother."
"What is it like?"
"She isn't it. She is my mother,"
s said Daiy, indignantly. "Haven't
you got a mother?"
"JNo. Why, I never heard of such a
thing before."
"Neer heard of a mother? Why,
who takes care of you? How do you
. sleep, with nobody to keep jou warm?
How do a ou live, with nobody to love
.yon?"
"'Why, I don't know what you mean
about nobody to love you," and Yel
lowlegs looked very perplexed..
"Why, love! love is mothers, and
they do evciy thing. They keep you
under their w ings when it is cold; they
watch for h.iwks; they find worms;
they keep off all the other chickens, so
that you can get something to eat Oh,
mothers do every thing!" And Daisy
.stood on tiptoe, and stretched her neck
to see if she could sec her dear moth
er's gray dress with the white half
.moons. "Where do you live?" asked
Daisy.
"C er in the barn across this field;
and there arc hundreds of us, and hun
dreds more in the incubator, that will
ibe just like us, and I can not see but
ihat we look as you do. I'm sure,
"though, that we do not have those nice
things you call mothers."
"I do not believe that you can be the
kind of chicken for me to associate
ivith, if 3 on never had a mother. Arc
3ou very naughty? I'm sure I would
be if I had nomothcr."
"No! 1'in not naughty. I just hur
tv round and get something to cat. and
this, is our held." Here .Daisy looked
very much distressed. "No one ever
told me to do an different."
"Do you ever tight over a worm with
your brotheia and sisters?"
"I don't know what they
they arc," said.
lellowlcjrs.
"No, of course not, if yon have no
mother. What is an incubator?"
asked Daisy.
"What is an incubator? Why, that's
as stupid as not knowing what a
mother is. Why, that's where I came
from. It's a big box, lovely and
warm and quiet, -.- here a man "comes
iind feeds you till you grow so big that
you must be taken out. and then you
live in the barn; and whenyou are- big
cnougl- they let you come out in the
yaid and take care of yourself."
"Daisy, D-a-i-s-y!" A bright, happy
look came into Daisy's face. "That's
anymother," sho saidr
lDo let me' sec.,tf mother,!' begged
"Yellowlegs,
"Please come here, mother," called
Daisj. And soon tho mother aad all
the brothers and.sistcrs came in sight
"Oh, Daisy, Daisy!1' said Mrs. Dom
anick, "how you worry me by running
Jiway!" And" then she kissed Daisy,
raised her wings, and Daisy ran under
them, but put Iter head, out and said:
"Mother, that pretty chicken over
the other side of tho "brook has no
another only an' incubator."
t?Y6u poor little thing!"' said' Mrs.
IDomiuick. "How I wish that I could
getLOver to you, and tiko you right
under mywinr! I hope you've been
very kind to him, Daisy." AndTthe
mother looked down doubtfully at the
quick-temperod little chicken that
often made her sad by her naughty
-prauk?. Yellowlegs stood on the bank
-and. longed to get near Mrs. Dominick.
3Iow beautiful she was! what lovely
-eyes she had! and her voice was music
"Why did I not have a mother?"
-thought YeUowIe?'.T sureXeeTer
wuuiu. usve tenner m minute. '
Just then he heard Mrs. Donumok.l&(pJMa CSsUr-'st " ; - -
say: "Yes, there are great many
.chickens that have no mother, and it's,
a great cruelty, and should not bo al
lowed. Yes, they pre just as nice as
chickens with mothers, and deserve a
great deal more credit for goodbe
havior than , chickens with? mothersto
tell them what is right Daisy, I often
wonder what would have become of
you if you had been an incubator
chickenrior I must say, my child, that
you cause me argrcat 'deal of trouble.
You run away when you know how
that frightens and distresses me. You
alwajs quarrel with other chtldren to
get the biggest piece and the best there
is to cat You are troublesome, "but I
love you, my darling." And Mi's.
Dominick pressed Daisy closely to her
with her wings.
Poo Yellowlegs! He was never
lonesome beforer Now the tears stood
in his eyes as he walked slowly through
the tall grass toward the big barn.
"She said mothers were lovely, and
they are, I know if I had one I would
never run away or light with the other
children. Love must be a great help
to make one do right Mothers are
love. Oh. I want a mother!" sobbed
Yellowlegs, as he ran to the corner and
flew up to the perch, without noticing
the good supper Catherine had thrown
out for the chickens.
"There!" said Catherine to John,
who was helping her, "that chicken
has been off in the damp grass, and
now it has the pip."
People never understand a chicken's
feelings; some think they are without
feelings; but if you had seen Yellow
legs that night in the barn, you would
have known how sad and lonesome he
felt because he had no mother to love
him and to love. Christian Union.
A MOTHER'S ADVICE.
In All Your Flans, Don't Neglect to Flan
for Health.
My boy, you with the bright eye and
springing step, and the slightcstshadow
on your upper lip, great plans for the
future are forming in that active brain.
You are going to do grand things when
you are a man. Whatever vocation you
have chosen, you intend to bo success
ful in it. And that is right But, in
all your calculations, have you planned
to have good health? You look as if
you thought that a foolish quesffon, but
I mean it. You have not planned to
lose time by sickness, but have you
thought how you may avoid it? You
supposed sickness was inevitable, and
that we had to put up with it when it
came? Oh, no; the most of sickness
might be prevented, if we would take
the trouble to learn the causes and
avoid them.
I presume you have not road Sir
James Paget's statistics, where he
shows that in England and Wales as
much labor is lost each year, by illness
of laborers, as 20,000,000 of people
could do in a week, and. that would be
about what 400,000 could do in a year,
and that docs not count the cripples,
chronic invalids or professional people,
or those who live on their incomes.
Buck suys, in his Hygiene, that 100,000
people die every year in the United
States from preventable diseases, and
that 150,000 are constantly sick from
the same causes. Notice he says pre
ventable. Now are you going to be one
of that number? You will not want to
be laid aside with suffering in the midst
of your grandest schemes. What will
it cost ou to have good health? Will
it compensate for the trouble?
Let us count the cost of keeping
well. First, you will have to give up
that dainty cigarette which you are
twirling so gracefully inour fingers,
for it will weaken jour nerves, impair
jour digestion, dull your brain, affect
your eyes, throat, lungs and heart, and
waste your money. You will have to
avoid all use of wine, beer and alcoholit
drinks, for science has proven that
even the moderate drinker is degener
ating physically, and can not endure
accident, exposure or severe exer
tion as can the temperate man. You
will have to seek your bed at an early
hour, when others are beginning their
rounds of ga, ety, and rise when they are
sinking to slumber. You will have to
avoid the luxurious fare of the epicure,
and live on the simple food of the
philosopher. You will have to study
the laws of your body and obey them
at whatever sacrifice. - It' will require
moral courage, but if you've the true
manliness, the grit to persevere in
spite of ridicule, your turn to Jaujrh
will come, when ou, in a vigorous,
useful maturitj, " look upon your
friends who flung health away in the
service of pleasure, and see them
writhing in pain, or silent in the grave.
Your vitality is like a sum of money
put into the bank, at your birth, at
compound interest. You can squander
it in youth, and enter manhood in
physical bankruptcy; or you can use it
judiciously, increase it and besin
active life with a capital of vigor that
will be the most important factor in
your success. In all your plans, don't
neglect to plan for health. Mary A.
Allen, M. J)., in Conqregationalisl.
A Practical Communist.
, A Paris correponaent writes that as
an American lady was driving down
the Boulevard Haussman in an. open
carriage a man suddenlymade a dash
at uer ana tore irom ner oacK nair a
valuable pin studded with brilliants.
The fellow then bolted at a smart pace,
leaving his victim screaming with
fright Some gentlemen who were
passing by at once set off in pursuit,
and after an exciting chase succeeded
in collaring him at the end of the Rue
Tronchct They took their prisoner,
whose name is Martin, to the nearest
police station, and on, being confronted
with'the magistrate he coolly explained
that-being withoutwork, he considered
it the most natural thing in the world
that those who had more than they re
quired should supply him with meat
and drink. Unfortunately for the in
genious philosopher, the magistrate re
fused to acknowledge the force of his
theories, and he was sent to gaol to
meditate on the blindness of his f eilow
men -London Globe.
The latest necktie Is called the
four-in-hand. Driven abreast it saves
the"necesky of a 8hu-t-';hwiessed,up
tandem if reaches fcothe'kTnW pj
BARNABY LO$T.
How Jarlm Were "Worked" ta thelfr
Days of Daniel Webtera Capers
- r Ifi
A good story, capitally told by. Mr.
Webster, illustrated his early profess
ional life in New Hampshire. a "When
I was- young practitioner," said Mr.
Webster, "there was but one man at
the New Hampshire bar of whom
was afraid, and that was old Barnabyt
There were but few men who dared fe
enter the list with him. On one occa
sion Barnaby was employed to defend
a suit for a piece -of-1 and, -brought by-a
little, crabbed, cunning' lawyer called
Bruce. Bruce's case was-Jooked'.upon
as'good as lost when it was ascertained
that Barnaby was retained against
him. c The suit came on for trial, and
Barnaby found that Bruce had worked
hard, and left no stone unturned to
gain the victory. The testimony for
the plaintiff was very strong, and un
less it could be impeached the case of
the defendant was lost. The principal
witness introduced by the plaintiff
wore a red coat In summing ur for
the defense, old Barnaby commenced
a iunons attack on this witness, null
ing his testimony all to pieces, and ap
pealing to tho jury if a man who wore
a red coat was, under any circum
stances, to be believed. -And who is
this red-coated witness?' exclaimed
Barnaby, 'but a descendant, of our
common enemy, who has -striven to
take from us our liberty, and
would not hesitate now 'to deprive
my poor client of his land by mak
ing any sort of red-coated state
ment!' During this speech Bruce
was walking up and down the bar,
greatly excited, and convinced that his
case was gone, knowing, as he did, the
Ercjudice of the jury against any thing
ritish. Whilst, however, Barnaby
was gesticulating, and leaning forward
to the jury in his eloquent appeal, his
shirt bosom opened slightly, and
Bruce accidentally discovered that
Barnaby wore a red. flannel undershirt
Bruce's countenance brightened up.
Putting both hands in his coat pockets,
he walked to the bar with great confi
dence, to the astonishment of his client
and all lookers-on. Just as Barnaby
concluded, Bruce whispered in the ear
of his client: -I've got him; your case
is safe;' and approaching the jury he
commenced his reply to the slaughter
ing argument of his adversary. Bruce
gave a legular history of the ancestry
of his red-coated witness, proving his
patriotism and devotion to the country,
and his character for truth and verac
ity. 'But what, gentlemen of the jury,'
broke forth Bruce, in a loud strain of
eloquence, while his eyes flashed fire,
what are you to expect of a man who
Etands here to defend a cause based on
no foundation of right or justice what
ever; of a man who undertakes to de
stroy our testimony on the ground that
my witness wears a red coat, when,
gentlemen of the jury, when, when,
when, gentlemen of the jury Here
Bruce made a spring, and, catching
Barnaby by the bosom of the shirt,
tore it open, displaying his red flan
nel, when Mr. Barnaby himself wears
a red flannel coat concealed under a
blue oue?' The effect was electrical;
Barnaby was beaten at his own game,
and Bruce gained the case." Ben: Fer
ley Poore. in Boston Budget.
AMONG THE SWEETS.
What a Reporter Saw In a JLarge Candy
Manufacturing: Establishment.
The way was led back to a large
kitchen where the marble slabs, enor
mous hooks, glowing furnaces and
long-handled spoons all suggest the
cooking of some sweet things.
Into big copper kettles the skillful
candy-maker weighs many pounds of
finest white sugar. These pots are
placed on the coke-heated braziers and
in a lew minutes the sunacc crinKies,
showing tiny bubbles, that only rise to
break in puffs of steam and form again.
Then the whole golden mass becomes
wildly agitated, each little particle of
syrup seems madly striving to lie on
top and suppress all the rest Jt boils
faster and faster, threatening each mo
ment to pass that critical point where
good candy may end in poor sugar.
All this time the head of tho depart
ment stands by quietly watching the
contortions inside the kettle. Wetting
his linger from a can of cold water he
skims the surface and draws long crys
tal, brittle threads from the hot yellow
taffy in this way testing it
A long marble-topped table has al
ready a portion of its surface covered
with vanilla caramel waiting to be cut
On the other end is poured this em
bryo chips that will be pulled,stripped,
cut and folded later on. Handling
such warm material is rather a delicate
job, in fact sensitive enough to require
gloved hands. It is jolly to watch the
manner in which it is patted, poked and
smoothed on all sides, and finally drawn
out into broad, evenly-shining' bands
that a boy clips with "scissors while a
woman turns them into double bounc
ers or eighths as the fancy pleases.
So the trays are "heaped with goodies
that bring tears to the eyes of ,the im
pecunious beholder and clinking coins
to the proprietor's money-purse, while
attention is drawn to the imposition of
.French sugar-plums.
The foundation of many of these is a
cream center where the mixture is run
into molds ef fine powdered starch,
and remains until hard and cold.
Those in cone-shape have a coating of
chocolate, others that are , square have
English'walnuts pressed on top; giving
three distinct flavors to the bonbon.
Next a crystal cordial drop is examined
and marveled over as to how the liquid
found its way into theceter. J z'i'his
is explained easily when-one- learns
that sugar . and cordial never agree,
so that if placed together, the liqiiidro
maius inside, the sirup forming- 'a
sugared wall around it J )'"
Then buttercups with hearts of .pe
can, walnut and cream, are made in
deep pink, and yellow, flowers conven
tuauzed undoubtedly, 1ut anfmprove
ment on even the primrose 'andlande
lion one thinks whem setting their
teeth firmly into the delicious sweet-
Bieat ,.o
After following-the exquisitely clean
manipulation of pure materials into
fresh wholesome candies, IT is surpris
ing any others are ever boaht, for the
palate craves snch, ticklmg, aadwhw
these pure conserves are bought rid
Jialta'can come to the most delicate
child-AI O. Times-Democrat.
Jy-A PROFLIGATE KING.
T Ti - j. -.
TheiFersonal Character aad TnlmltaMft
'Extravagance ot lienlatSV. p -
Of the'tpersonal character jf Louis!
XW jf is 'not necessary to jjay much. I
Uariyiein, an oblique lasnion, by hints
andinneridoes, gives his. readers to
understand that the society of his court
was worthy of Borne under the later
empiref-The-man'who died'of his" de
baucheries is sufficiently condemned by
hib own acts. .In. the then condition of
public morals, however, such things
mightpossiblyhave beoa condonecLby
the Nation had there "been no olKcr
ground for complaint Unhappily,
there were other and more terrible
reasons for disaffection. The seven
3ears'war had ruined every interest in
the country, and in the rural districts
the peasantry were enduring all the
horrors of famine. Some sustained
nature by eating the grass of the road
side and the herbs of the field,-and by
devouring meats long deemed unclean
and even poisonous. Thousands died
of starvation and misery; crime was,
as a natural consequence, rampant and
the hangman constantly at work. Yet,
in the midst of all this misery, the sov
ereign and His court abated no jot of
their pretensions, but laid upon the
wretched peasantry ever new and
heavier burdens. Millions were lav
ished upon the profligate circle which
surrounded the person of the monarch,
and hundreds of millions were spent
upon the creation of palaces more
magnificent than any that the civilized
world had seen. The financiers of the
day were at their wits' end, as well
they might be, when, with a griev
ously impoverished exchequer and a
growing burden of debt, they were
called upon to provide for the" King's
extravagances. What they implied
may bo judged by tho facts that, after
all the economies of St Germain and
Neckcr, the household of Louis XV.
consisted of sixty thousand persons in
incomes varying from 6,000 to 500
of our money; that the value of the
gold lace upon the uniforms and liv
eries of the Maison du Roi entailed an
annual expenditure of at least 80,000,
and that the harem of the King was
maintained at a yeaily cost of from
3.280,000 to (in 1773) 5,800,000.
National Review.
QUEER REQUESTS.
What nn Undertaker Has to Say About
Some of His 1'cculiar Customers.
'I've just returned from the house of
a young mairied man who died last
night," said a solemn undertaker,
"and his weeping wife told me she
wanted his collin made large enough
to hold his gun and game bag, because
he was so fond of 6hooting."
"I suppose you have a great many
such queer requests," remarked a
listener.
"Oh, yes. It was only about a month
ago that a mother, frenzied with grief,
when I was about to put the lid on her
daughter's casket took from a closet a
satin ball dress and insisted upon hav
ing it used as a cover for the corpse."
"Then some people want favorite
books, letters, Bibles, pictures and
such things buried with their dead. It
seems to soothe their anguish to some
degree, and you have to humor them.
The queerest thing of the kind hap
pened to me just after I went in the
business. It v ould have been laughed
at on a minstrel stage, but in a house
of grief had to be tolerated with sol
emnity. The ten-year-old boy of a
poor woman had died of fever, and I
was engaged to bury him. Her neigh
bors had all gathered down-stairs. I
went up to ask her if there was any
thing more I could do, and she handed
me a little bundle, saying: 'Please
put this at the foot of Johnny's coffin.
They are a pair of his old pantaloons,
and the first I ever whipped him in.'"
Philadelphia Press.
IN THE MOONLIGHT.
How a I.ove-Slck Youth Was Irrevocably
Entrapped by a Fair Maiden.
They stood on the porch at midnight
and the soft golden ra s of the moon
fell upon them and enmeshed them in
the net that has caught fish since the
Euphrates sang i' tippling song to
the dropping lilies of the Garden oi
Eden.
"Ah, sweetest mine," he murmured.
" Onlj est yours," she whispered.
"Rose of my soul, dew-drop of my
happiness, let the intensity of our af
fection intensify to -mtenseness. and
let us live to love, that loving we may
live' in the ethereal ethcriality of-a pas
sionless passion, purified to angelic
purity."
"Bather ever; hero mine," she made
reply as she deposited her, wealth of
golden tresses upon his manly bosom,
neglecting to get a deposit ticket there
for, "slightly forever, and our litres so
sweetly perhaps, just now will be
joinedin the superlative certainty of
conjunctive bliss, conjugated in happy
wedlock."
It was too late for the young man to
retract The moon had accomplished
its purpose. Merchant Traveler.
mum
Pickerel-Shooting in Connecticut
Rare sport has been hid for some
time past at Lake Whitney, the source
of New Haven's, water, supply. This is
in the shape, of pickerel shooting,; and
and elsewhere may be seen along the
shores of tue lake, armed with light
twcncv-two-caiiber rifles. The marks
man steals alonsr the bank, -and whenr
he sees the pickerel lying- motionless
as a stick in the water, half-way be
tween the surface and -the -bottom,
then, if he is posted as to the laws of
refraction, he aims about two inches
under the fish, and in an inscant it is
lying dead on the surface. Two men,
fronrthis city a?day jpr two agoshof
fiftyleroodsized' pickerel in two hours.
Gere must be taken not to make any
iaise motions, as iuc mn ia cssi-j,,
frightened, and when it darts awaylt
goes with lightning velocity, and the'
place that knew that particular pick
erel does not know it ain ier a food
yrhiJZ-WJXT. Herat W
-OPENIQ SAFES. " , .
xperta Wa Caa Saaily Uaravel the Kaft
Complicated CoaaMaattoa.
"T.nnlr? T.nor won't keen bnr-1aa
out I can open any kind of lock tht '
has ever beeff invented, without E?y br
combination." JfThe Spealjer whs a
filean-shaved, elean-cut jnerrajting-
looking man, who was staadingi in a
1UUKSUIUU O OUUJJ. XU tUVUUU IMV ouvgr
were bits of broken locks, old keys,
drills, odds and ends of wire, and hung
up in front of the door was the sign
: Practical Locksmith and Safe-opener. :
. ;
"Do you make a profession of break
ing open safes?" asked a reporter.
1
open sales when-noboay else
replied the smith. "That is, I
safes when tho locks are out of
can,!
open
order or the combination's lost Some
times a man will oil the lock of his safe
and
it gets gummed up so that the
olers won't work and he can't get
tumblers
it open. Some men are forgetful and
lose their combinations. 'Safes are sold
at sheriffs' sales sometimes, and the
owner being mad won't give up the
combination. When any thing of that
kind happens they send for me."
Do you blow th'em open?"
"No. II the lock is broken so that
it won't work, I irill'a little hole
alongside the dial and pick the lock
with a small piece of wire, if the lock
is all right and only the combination
lost, I go to work and find it and don't
deface 'the lock, at all. It takes me
from three seconds to six hours to open
a safe, according to the kind and the
method I employ. ,lj- ' -
"But how can you find the combina
tion? 'Does it not take a long time"
"By testing., As to time it depends
upon circumstances. If I know the
man who sets' the combination I can
find it in a very few minutes; if I don't
know him it takes longer. You see, I
study the character of the man, and if
I know him pretty well I can strike
his combination through his character.
When a stranger comes to me to say
he has lost his combination, I make a
study of him, and in nine cases out of
ten 1 hit it the second or third time.
But if he did not set the combination
himself it is more difficult Then I
study the lock instead ot the man, and
I'm sure to get it open in a few hours.
Oh, no! It wouldn't do to tell you how.
Safe-openers are dangerous to the
community. They are always watched
by the police. They keep an eye on
me all the time. I have them tryin-j-my
door at all hours of the night, and
there's generally one somewhere
around. No, I couldn't teach you
how to open safes. And j'ou might
not find it easy to learn. There is a
kind of association between me and
locks an understanding, as it were.
We have the same way of thinking."
"Could you open a burglar-proof
time-lock?" asked the scribe.
"I can open the best lock that was
ever made in five or six hours. These
little office safes I wouldn't put that
much time on. They don't pay enough.
I just take a hammer and break the
knob off and can get into the safe in
about three seconds."
"What do jou get for opening
safes?"
"For a little three-second safe I get
ten dollars. For large safes like those
in banks and brokers offices and where
they don't want the lock injured I get
two hundred and fifty dollars?"
"Could you open the great safe in the
United States Treasury?"
"Easily. I could get rid of the time
lock and every thing else in six or
seven hours and wouldn't make any
particular fuss about it either. No safe
was ever made but it had a weak point
known to the maker so that he could
get into it in case the lock should re
fuse to respond. If there wasn't they
would have to break the concern all to
pieces in case the lock broke. Now, I
know where to find this weak place. I
can strike within a quarter of an inch
of it every time. It is generally cov
ered by a thin piece of steel or boiler
irori, "and by cutting away a block
three or four inches, which is easily
done, I would drill into the best safe
that was ever made. It would not be
any trouble forjburglars to get into the
treasury safe if they understood locks
as well as I do."
"Has your knowledge of .locks ever
gotten you into trouble with the po
lice?" "No; not seriously; though, as I say,
they always watch me. Down in Oil
City, though. I created quite an alarm
one night and came near being capt
ured as a burglar. Some fellows got
tampering with the safe in a large
hardware store there and someliow'
got'tho combination changed so that
no one knew how to opcn"it 'The pro
prietor &enl for me and 1 told him 1
could open it, but, as I was quite busy,
I should have to wait until.erening. 1
closed my store a little after dark and
went to work! on "the job. I had
been working a couplo of hours when
some one banged at the door and called
on me to surrender without resistance,
if I did not want to be shot The pro
prietor was fortunately in the store at
the time and opened the door. There
was a squad of policemen, armed. The
house, was completely surrounded and
I could not escape. The patrolman
had seen me at work on the safe and
gone off and roused the town and the
whole police force 'had been called out
to surround the building. The propri
etor explained and I went on with the
job." N. 1'. Mail and Express.
i , A Singular Meteor.- - 1 -
An account has just been given of
some remarkable phenomena observed
at Tschembar, in Siberia, on a night
last kTanuary. A .meteor suddenly
rushetl laSross the town, accompanied
by gusts of- wind, and burst with "a
great report, killing a home on the
highway. Ten minutes later a loud
report of an explosion was heard, and
was followed directly by a still more
terrific report, which shook the ground,
overthrew several houses and broke
the thick ice on an adjacent lake. At
the same time a shock and jbcotJ; were
ArJcansaw Traveler.
One need not be a brilliant writer
to express hunself in glowing terms.
-; KIWONAL AMD UTEfUllt:
The late Senator'Miller.repoted
millionaire, has left an estate wortk
leej-tkaD. $200,000. -San Franciac
Jf "4 &
-During the twelve years following. J
uieftieatnox unaries uicsena. no ieaa.;
than 4,239,000 volumes of his work.'
wefe sold in England alone. H"
Society ladies of Boston are b&X
much engrossed in their social dutiee V"
that they have no time to read. "Sof ",-?v
they employ ladies of intelligence toVj
give up one day in the week to post S4
them.ss:to-news, literature, books, etev
Boston Herald. vsj
"What a lovely woman!'1 was'the :
exclamation of Chief-Justice Waite
upon passing a first-clasi beauty when
walking down-'Pennsylvania avenue1
with a friend. "What an excellent
judge:' said the lady, when-her seiK.f
aitive ear caught the flattering decree1
of the Chief Justice. N. T. Ledger.
The editor of the Sharon (Mass.)
Advocate has gone into the marrying
business as a little ride speculation. In
.a recent issue ot bis paper he says:
"Persons intending marriage are re
minded that the editor of the Advocate
has had his commission as justice of
the peaca'frenewed by his Excellency
Governor Hobinson. Brother editors
will be married to Sharon ladies free.
Agnes Ethel, who created such
sensation on the American stage some
years ago, and who has since lived in
retirement, is, by the will of her late
husbaad, Francis W. Tracy, left a mill
ionairess. Mr. Tracy died at his resi
dence in Buffalo recently, leaving
fortune of about $3,000,000. Hie
nearest relatives were his widow and
Miss Harriet F. Tracy, a daughter by
his first wife. Buffalo Express.
-Rev. Phillip Brooks, of Trinity
Church, Boston, is a large man, both,
physically and intellectually. He is
an uncompromising bachelor, and it is
stated that he has several barrels of
slippers in the attic of his rectory,
every pair being many sizes too small
for him; his feminine admirers having
sacrificed utility in their desire to pay
him a delicate compliment When
the Lord sets about making a great
man he first lays broad foundations for
him to stand upon. Chicago Interior.
The will of the late Thaddeus F.
Stuart, of South Burlington bequeaths
S200 in trust to the Vermont Methodist
Conference. The will provides that at
each annual session of the conference
one of its members shall be appointed
to visit the grave of the deceased the
first Sunday in June, and there
"preach a full and free salvation to all
that may attend to hear." The min
ister appointed is to give timely notieo
to tho churches of the hour this sermon
will be preached, and is to receive $10
for his services, the interest on tho
200 to be used for that purpose. SL
Albans (VI.) Messenger.
HUMOROUS.
A Haverhill woman refused to
shoo her hens because her husband, .a
shoemaker, was on a strike. Lowell
Citizen.
It may be supposed that the man
who has been sent to the House of
correction twenty-three times is not
ashamed of his convictions. Boston
Post.
There is an economical man in,
Bcrmondscy who, after having kindled
his fire, stuck a cork in the end of the
bellows to save the little wind that
was left in them.
A large crack has been discovered
in the Washington monument It has
taken so long to complete the monu
ment that we half -suspect it is the
crack of doom. -Judge.
A little girl was sitting at a table
opposite a gentleman with a waxed
mustache. After gazing at him for
several moments, she exclaimed: "My
kitty has got smellers, too."
"My good man," said the philan
thropist to the street laborer, "do you
never have cause to grumble at youc
position?" "No, sir," was the an
swer. "I took my pick at the start"
Lowell Citizen.
Happiness Complete.
With her he swings upon tho rate.
And lows the moon in rupture groat;
Observe his sweet, contented sinilo
There is no dog within a inilo!
Tid-Blt.
A girl, being bantered one day by
some of her female friends in rejrard to
her, lover, who had the misfortune to
have but one arm, replied: "I wouldn't
have a man with two arms; they're too
common."
A writer in a fashion paper says:
" The cars should be so placed as not
to be higher than the eye-brow or
lower than thetip of the , nose." Peo- &
plo who areldressing foe a. party ,
should not forgets this. N. T. Tele-, ,
gram.
Mr. Rosenschwcizer (entering a
country store) "Ah! how do you do,
Mr. Jayhawk? How vas drade? Dake
a' cigar.- Peaatiful vether, ain't it?
Vant any goods in out line, Mr. Jay
hawk?" Mr. J. "No, reckon not
Store is all stocked up." Mr. R. "la
dot so? I'm very sorry. May I drouble,
you to give mo dot cigar? 1 got togif r3
it to Mr. Gawk agross der vay." chi "
cago Rambler.
Don't be a clam. Three gentle
men went together into a Philadelphia
restaurant and; gave their order. Pres
ently they Changed their minds, and 'f
one of them said to the waiter: "I say, "-Tvia
waiter, we mree oracrea clams awhile
ago, didn't we? Well, we have changed
our minds. Instead of clamsrbfino-'ue:.
three chops." The waiter said: "All
"2"?'' ana -tnen loudly calledfto A.T&a.-s'
cook: "Three chops for three clam!" " "
Texas Silings.
She Was Ah' Business.
A Chicajro womarf entered th .
fit a i0? PSP'-Fy.&e other day, and j3
said: w - '- J ;$fj
. '2uwnt J . $1:500 a SS.000 fc III
wortn oi furniture. Who.
b your &m
jowest race oi interest?"
Very well.
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