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±*S± \thtjiti $jLmtlhng. JOHN PAUL TO THE COMET. EcTENTitir orb, tshot miully from thy sphere, riauut without a plan, dost travel on thine ear Through wide expanse of space? Out on bender. Known to be ncbtuoux, indefinite, fluctuating, OX volume n»t, but thin! wide-circulating Thou holy, high, tKuit-lntcd Legal Tender, Approach, conn- niglicr, obliging acquience, t'«r jot the waiting HWell-mob or the press Would lain jio throu:li thee, And I. youth, bald, hone«t, simple, gnnhin", Of poor but honest parents born—not flush, though born in Flushing— Am here to interview thee. Tell us thy lineage as I've told thee mine— We have oue end already of thy aqueous Lino. Thy sire CojrL'iii (Thou cans not read that rhyme withoutcn ire). Hut toll UH of thy dam, A most transpHH-nt, permeable sham, In all tradition linked with woe and slaughter, Thou well mifjhtut be a son, a scion, a sliver, An offspring of the bad dam of Mill Uiver. Kut no, Not so. You tell lis. Comet, aptopos Of water—thou'rt considered cross and crabbed— Kie thou contest nearer, tell us, art thou rabid? Has Sirius bit thee? Sure, 'tis enough to pnxzle one. They let that star ramp round without a muzzle on.) Rut whether mad or not Don't dare to wag thy tail or thou'lt be shot For our sweet stars"—cops, peelers, worth3y Celts Muss round with rn&tv pistols in their belts And, thinking the more dogs they kill the mer rier. They might declare thon'rt a mad sky-terrier, And bla^e away and hit thee. II so. take thon a (ia k. Andjnst blase llereelj hack I'ntii thou nu-lt the l\ ing, mangy pack— Con found Vm Like tallow candles down into their «hoes Or if thou burn'st vvitli more vindictive views, Expound 'em! Tf naught's the nvitter With thv medulla oblongata. Tell us how goes the mii't up tncrc. What aie the movrfments uow of bull nnd bear? Is thy name Daniel Drew That milky-way, where all the small stars meet, Is there, O Comet, that thou iniIkest the stleetsv Aquarius with his pot, Who wnteis, waters with one ceaseless drip, And only lest* «t times to drj his scrip, Is lui inline Sage or not* Are I'tiriilni of jour rnilrotid* over "pooled?" The little fishes, arc they ever fooled* And the Cireat Bear, in his name Jay Gould? Thou can'st not tell! yet, jes, one ought to know, Thou'rt up in heaven—the Board meets down below! What papers have they there above the moon? In thee I seem to see glorified Tribune, Shedding a radiance rich and pure and sweet— Thy tail, what is it but the triple sheet! That tail, O Comet, gives another text Foi questions ends it here, complete, convexed, Or is't to be continued in the ue\tv"— In the next world, like Braddon's, Wilkie Col lins', And that confounded Histoiv" of Rollin's, AV Inch, when I thought I'd beaten its last col umn. Alwajs outflanked me with another volume. Is't thy intent to pass us with no spiteful thrust, Or eke to ••bounce" us, "bu'bt our ancient crust'"' I.rect Mansard on thi- planet's brow, Haixe Cain, turn Jack—in brief to have a row? TT'that's thy panic, put «p thv tins why,dninbit, Old Earth's full of grit and you can't come it, Comet! Hut if vour tail swept by and failed to twist me, 'Twonld be just the first thing in life that ever missed me! —Xew York Tribune. THE KAISER FREDERICK. VIRGINIA REAL was a clerk in the great store of Pink «fc Plodding. She stood in the lace department, and displayed and measured till her little body ached every night. Pink & Plodding flourished in a brick and plate-glass block, kept a score or two of salespeople and runners, and draped all the fashionable world. Their spring and fall "openings" disturbed square miles of feminine hearts (and purses), and in any season their counters Mere thronged. Virginia thought her self fortunate at first to be taken into Pink & Plodding's establishment. But we are ungrateful beings who tire of our blessings. She came to the city a lome creature, with nothing to advance her except a letter to the rector of St. Paul's. The rector of St. Paul's kindly recom mended her to Mr. Plodding, who want ed a young woman behind his lace-coun ter just then, and Mr. Plodding took her. There she stood day after day, some times great circles darkening around her oyes, spreading fabrics, hunting unheard of patterns, and going through violent gymnastics for hurried customers, who, perhaps, piled the counters with tangles up to their chins, and went away leaving the shop-girl nothing but trouble. She was not quite a pretty child she had a great deal of dark brown hair, and swift, dark eyes, and baby hands when she came to work in the morning Mie was flushed and fresh as sleep and youth will make the heaviest-laden of us all but, as her day-sands slipped, so clipped her bloomy till night drove her haggard and old-faced to her homeless boarding-place. To be sure, she saw the world. It flowed constantly past her, loved to hurry and vex her, and shook its leisure, its plenteous happiness and full purse forever in her face. Virginia had no companions among her fellow-clerks. They consisted of fluffy young women ana correctly-gotten-up men. Girls who hung variegated hair round their skulls, and who told you a thing was vur poorty," or "chawniing," or "delaighttul, who, in short, aped all the dawdling of Xipper-tcndom. Men of that cut-and-dry appearance which a life behind a countet gives a familv-mnn. To be sure, above all stood *Mfeiss Blum, the jen9hi,er,£vvb.ose month shjtt li|fcc an oyster-shell, and snapped so when it was forced to unclose that you wouldn't pry at it often. But she was not of the low er earth, earthly. The girls disliked Vir ginia they considered her an upstart her reserved ways were "airs and, altogether, she wasn't their style they snubbed her. The cut-and-dry men were so occupied between the rushes of business flndfnental atteinpts^tio^t^etc* their safaiiejs'atoundl tfte ye4? tfraltheV forgof tni# lattferless' d%a$i&* fcAhifl* midst. Mr. Plodding was a leathery old fed low, who worked his human machines hard and looked well to their operations. The flesh and blood and soul part of them he had nothing to do* with.' Different was Mr. Pink—that elegant being! He was a gentleman-merchant, whose father had set) him up in business, and who did the" fast-horse driving of the establishment, leaving it to old Plodding to do the fast-bargain driving. Mr. Pink seldom entered the store, but he delighted in sending a flutter before hirn when he did enter. He scattered compliments and silly, patronizing speeches fight. And left. When Mr. Pink sawr Virginia, he fixed his' eyes on her and promised to amuse himself with that little girl. aBut he never got on with,her at All. Respect ful traacdhim, she-^yet JieldJiersell so niucimisve himthmflfhmoastea imots struck betotf her feet. The serene shop 2=JC girl declined flirtation with that fascinat ing being. She was so lonely. Her boarding-place was a chill resort, where boarders" were boxed in small rooms, fed sparingly and solemnly, and told the price of every article of food while it was between their teeth, by that severe widow, Mrs. Stump, who "surveyed her victims from the head of the long table. Here, again, people were negative to Virginia. Not many recreations were there for her. She seldom saw a play or heard music- a city's wealth or resources rolled round her, and she stood like Tantalus, unable to command them. Sometimes she slipped into the free seats at St. Paul's and watched the pomp of religion. If the rector ever saw her after service, he gave her a patronizing nod. There was nothing for her, she told herself again and again, but to stand in that store, pay her earnings to the boarding-house keeper, and keep the tread-mill going till she died. Often this unhelped child grew des perate, and when she came home of nights she threw herself upon the floor and beat her tired, bursting head against the wall. It was foolishness, to be sure, but the foolishness of a human being in mental agony was what drew out the tendcrest compassion from One who once sojourned on the earth. "I I had some one!" cried Virginia, "just somebody! A friend!" It did not strike her to say lover. Lovers she might have found among the youths who frequented Mrs. Stump's, and looked upon Virginia with some favor. But in none of these could she find her friend. a young girls have passed through such experience in a big, lonely city, and have taken the husks which chance threw them, or, worst of all, have been goaded by maddening heartache down the dark road of ruin. She sometimes pushed up her sleeves and looked at the pink, soft arms they held. She was so young to be all for saken and lost in the big world! She wondered, bitterly, why she had been created at all! The gift of life comes to so many of us wrong side out. We pull it this way and that but we shall find the design, the beauty and the glory of it if we're patient. Some are to find the meaning of life in love some in splendid work, and a happy few in heroic deeds reserved to them, which will echo down the centuries. Never mind, Dearie-down-in-thc-niud! Just pull away. You're sure to come out dry and high if you keep -a good heart and stiff lip. One night, as Virginia leaned against tke window, looking at the heavy sky, she heard a violin. The sound was faint but, as she listened, it grew till it filled all her sense of hearing. It talked to her like an angel. Her heart swelled. She leaned toward the darkness from which it spoke—strained after it. Its sweetness, its pathos, its compass cannot be described. She took no thought of the hand upon it. She loved that violin. Through hours she listened, leaning over the window-sill, feeling the city's breath in her face, but the breath of Heaven in her heart. She thought about it all next day, and waited impatiently for it next evening. Night by night it talked to her, becoming a part of her existence. If it neglected her she was restless and fret ted. When it did its best she paid it dis tant tribute by clapping her hands and whispering in ecstacy, Oh, you dai-ling old fiddle! I do love you! You've got a soul! I wish it was a person!" she often added: I wish it could be a friend to me. The man at the bow is some or chestra-man, of course like" those fat fellows who go into beer-saloons. But I love his fiddle so!" Suddenly the muMc stopped. She lis tened night after night, but all the hours were silent. "Just like everything I take to loving!" cried Virginia, passionately. Why couldn't that woman's supply of codfish have been cut off instead? I can Jiv without codfish, but what sMU I do with out my music-soul?" I think I shall die!" wailed Virginia, in a woman's intense undertone, as she dragged through the dusk one evening. I know I shall die if somebody don't comfort me pretty soon! Oh, I'd like to steal a baby! Why isn't some foundling dropped into my lap? I shall forget all the pretty ways my own brother Jamie had before he died, and I shall just mum my, like Miss Blum! Oh, I wish ababy'd be lost, and I'd find it!" Midsummer-night, you know, is a night on which every spoken wish is granted. It being midsummer night, therefore, at the next corner Virginia did find a lost baby. It was a quaint, pretty child, dressed in clothing of a foreign cut. One little shoe was on one little foot, but the other little shoe was clutched in fat hands. Frightened, but brave, was this baby crying and quivering, but looking straight ahead and mopping its face with its petticoats. What is it, dear?" asked Virginia, stooping to the little head. Papa!" said the child, bursting into a wail vo ist er?" She's so frightened! Are you lost?" "Papa!" Come with me," begged the girl, win ning on the convulsed face and getting power over her waif. You'll come with me, won't you?*' She led it along. "What's your name?"* Wooese!" "Louise, is it? Ah, she's so tired! Come up on my shoulder, pet I'll carry you." She got Louise into her arms and flit ted like a thief.- She- knew that to re* porttodr find at once to the police would be to have the child taken from her and placed in the station-house. She would wait and send a message. So she flew past Mrs. Stump, who admitted her to a d^rkliall, anVofti^d u&jstajlr& f, Virginia opened the sWtiers,-.'thT«w: her hat from her, and sat down in a rock ing-chair snuggling the qhild. The child had.large blue eyes, curly blonde hair, and.an unmistakable German face. She held Virginia's neck with confidence and watched all Virginia's motions with dis cerning eyes. Louise!" cried the girl and here she stqpped to squeeze and kiss the child's breath half away. "Oh, it's been so long since Jamie went out of his sister's arms. Oh. you bonnic darling! Do yon uiderstand me when I talk?" Louise shook her head and then nod ded it. She was learning two languages and often grew confused between, them. "D you understand this?" Virginia, framed the plump face with her hand and' kissed it again. "-Oh, I love you! I do love you so-, baby!" "Bist du mamma.?" inquired Louise, lifting aninterrogating finger and plac ing' It on Virginia's, plan, The girl laughefd out merrily. Her -c$$0 "No, I'm not mamma," replied Vir ginia, but I'll tell you who I am. Put your arms up*so. Now say, 'Darting Jeanie!'" Louise made an effort to do as re quested, but these were two big words. She clucked at them, broke down, and stuck her tongue out in confusion. Virginia laughed again, and cuddled the light thing on her neck. But where is mamma?" she asked "who is mam ma? she'll miss you, won't she?" "Himmcl!" uttered Louise, with an effort "gone!" Is she dead?" low and tenderly. "Yah," replied Louise, greatly re lieved at being comprehended "gone dead." "Laws sakes!" bawled Mrs. Stump, who made towels an excuse for march ing upon a citadel where she heard such unwonted sounds of revelry. Whose young one is that? What on earth are you doing with it?" "She was lost on the streets," ex plained Virginia: I found her." Lost a-purpose, I expect. You'd bet ter send her round to the station and have her owners looked up, if she's got any. ain't going to feed no vagrants!" Don't trouble yourself, madam!" firing up instantly. know very well that feeding people is not your forte and, be assured, I shall take all proper steps for finding her owners.'" dismal little room echoed. That room was astonished to the sound of sobbing it was apeustomed, hut against laughter it set its ghastly face and lifted its ghost ly voice. Mrs. Stump opened her mouth like a howitzer, and was going to plump a tell ing ball, when the door-bell'startled her back into her "respectable boarding house keeper" demeanor. She Avent down and answered the call. Virginia's thread of talk with Louise was. broken she listened apprehensively to the voices below. Lost, Madam!" exclaimed a man's voice, deep and full of foreign gutturals is a little child! Wile 1 been gone. Was gone two weeks. The nurse, she cureless—she lets mine kind out of her eye—a man tell me she vos on this street!" "Papa!" flutteredJiOUise, pricking up her ears. "Oh, papa!" Virginia carried her to the head of the stairs. She saw below an alert man, bronzed, but blue-eyed and fair-haired like his child, dressed in traveler's gray, and holding a violin-case under his arm. This he dropped as Louise reached her arms and screamed for him he dashed up stairs, met them midway, and took the child out of Virginia's arms. I thought I had lost thee! Bless thee! Ah this fraulein has been kind to thee. Hast thanked her?" "Yah, Ich-ich habc Sil gekuszt!" blun dered baby, eagerly. "That was well!" As he grew calm his English came more smoothly. "Frau lein, belief me, I am cratefuV "It was nothing," replied Virginia, with filling eyes I hate to have you take her away there are net childien here. I was so glad to find her." Ach!" his face brightened like a sun fully unclouded. She shall come oft! Shall you not, Louise, and see the young lady who saved you from danger on the street? We lodge just three square— round the corner." He felt eagerly in all his pockets, and finally produced a card case, from which he took a card to pre sent to Virginia. She read thereon, in German characters, Friederich Kaiser." The rest she could not translate, but scented from it something about a Pro fessor and Munich. "M name is Virginia Real," she told him timidly, feeling a little afraid of the Professor and Munich. Freiderich Kaiser lifted his hat with the arm not occupied by his little girl, and bowed with respect. You have done service to me. Miss Real. Can I do no little pleasure to you? I wonder," murmured Virginia, is it you whom I have heard playing on the violin so much? Oh, it was so beautiful! I so much loved to hear it!" Friederich Kaiser now hastened to get down-stairs, to set his baby on her feet, and to take up his violin-case. "Here he is! Cremona! I haf played him all my life. You love it, hah? Good! You shall hear him oft. Shall I have the privilege to come arid play him for you at your leisure?" looked up enthusias tically to Virginia, who nestled on the steps, her lips parted like a child's. Oh, if you please! Oh, I'll be so glad!" she breathed. ("Such doings!" muttered Mrs. Stump who, having stepped out of the hall, had left the door ajar. That man's a wid ower and I'll bet she knoWed it. I can see clear through it now—this pickin' up babies on the streets and fondlin' 'em!") I will come!" cried Herr Kaiser,pick ing up daughter and violin, and bowing himself out of the street door. "And the youngling shall come. Good-day, fraulein." According to his word he came. And, having come once, he came again, evi dently enjoying the odor and sanctity of Mrs. Stump's snuii'y parlor. While Virginia held Louise he played all his favorite music, watching her ap preciative face with kindling eye. Some times, between his music-bursts, he told her about his eai-ly days, his Heidelberg life and student foot-tours, Louise's mother, his dark days, his coming to America to belter bad fortune, his play ing in 'orchestra and teaching, while searching for a suitable position. Thus he formed ties with her, and sur rounded her with hearty friendship. There is no man on earth so appreciative of woman as a well-bred German. Virginia knew her friend had come. Light love may come and it may go men and women join hands every day, but few women find in "those who woo them the perfectly responsive friend. From making tormal calls with his collar set precisely, Louise and the violin in arms, he went on to running in with sudden and pretty pleasures for Virginia. He would take Louise and her to ride that they might see some refreshing spot outside the dusty city. Or he tucked her under his arm and took her to con certs, where= he placed her so that he could see her from his chair and then he played, always turning his eager, boy like face towara her for his triumphs. Perhaps on Sundays he called to take her with him to the church of Father land where he worshiped. Virginia sat in this place and crowded tears back It was all so-quaint and sweet and like some memory of a life she,, must have lived on another planqt. it. touched her with such a sense of at-lvomeness. The high pulpit and tender-voiced minister, the Lutheran form, the strong, hearty chanting, the wave of adoration which A N I N E E N E N N E W S A E WORTHINGTON, NOBLES CO., MINN./ SATURDAY, AUGUST 1, 1874. passed over the place at the mention of Gott or Jesu—men, women, little chil dren, bowing ever before that name as grass bows when He breathes on it—the deep, sweet voice of the man beside her repeating those words his mother taught him under bells across the seas—these things al) found home in her heart. Thus Freiderich Kaiser made her more and more his friend. "Kaiser!" she once laughed softly to herself. "That's Emperor! Friederich Emperor! He isjust splendid, and it suits him." So, under her breath, she took to reversing his name, and calling him Kaiser Frederick. Said the Kaiser Frederick to Virginia one day, in the beginning of the autumn, I am going away!" He told her all his plans. "Ach! thy face grows long. But it is on a business journey. See! A Chair—a Prof essorship—do they call him so?—is maybe mine!' I will -go and see. Perhaps I shall come back with good things." Virginia carried her life without him a week, she missed the Kaiser so and cried once on her arms so empty of Louise—for he took the child with him. On Saturday night she came home from the store, glad to feel to-morrow's rest meeting her. It was her birthday, but no one had celebrated it. She had given it little thought herself. Mrs. Stump met her with a package she said had been left for Miss Real early in the afternoon, and which bore unmistakable marks of having been pried into. Within locked doors Virginia cut the cord, and found that the Kaiser blessed his little friend on her birthday, and begged her acceptance of this Aolume— his favorite Schiller. It was a nice birth day! thought Virginia. She did not feel too tired to dress for dinner, and to put a late rose in her hair. Just as the gas was lighted Mrs. Stump's door-bell was nearly rooted out of the basement. The Kaiser was at the door and eager to see Miss Real. The moment Miss Real dawned upon his vision he flew out of his chair and ran to take her hands. It is mine! I am now in good posi tion! I will teach my art and German letters to an institution! Acli, you are glad!" He stopped and studied her face. But I am not until you tell roe you will go, too. So good—so true! I will take such care of thee—and thou shalt have Louise. Thou wast my little friend— canst trust me all?" Would another be a better husband for thee?" continued the Kaiser, blanch ing at her hesitation. Oh, no!" replied Virginia, looking up shyly I like you!" she admitted in her quiet, bashful way. How good that is!" cried the Kaiser, imprinting the betrothal ksss on her forehead. "Sweetheart, I am thy own!" "And now I will bring my young ling!" So he dashed out of the house, and returned in a few moments with Louise under one arm and his violin-case under the other. Virginia sat through hours that even ing (ah! she remembered them all her life) holding Louise upon her bosom, listening to the violin, which uttered its masterpieces, and watching with inde scribable satisfaction that most satisfac tory man in the whole world—her Kaiser Frederick.—Wood's Household Magazine. Cemetery Sam.' E was not reticent, neither was he diffident but he was glib of tongue and possessed many accomplishments which are taught and appreciated through the interior. He could jump into the air, crack his heels together four distinct times in a manner that betokened long practice and a quiet determination. When he found himself the center of the right sort of an audience he could as sume a nonchalant air and lead the con versation into the proper channel, when he would begin counting upon his fingers the number of private cemeteries he had established, and then, fingers being in-' sufficient, he would call for a sheet of paper that the number each contained might be correctly enumerated. His first appearance in Eureka was made last night, and he introduced himself as "Cemetery Sam," gave the particulars of his receiving the patronymic, and stated that he was from Pioche was a gun fighter," and asked if any were there who doubted his statement. He sloshed around considerably during the evening, and by dint of suavity and terror—each applied as circumstances demanded—he succeeded in loading himself with nectar ere the midnight hour. Then he girded up his loins and declared his determina tion to start a corpse-factory, but in order that his victims might know *who they had the honor of being slain by he thought proper to offer explanation, and in doing so carried on a sort of informal dialogue, asking the questions with formal and grave eartestness and answer ing with cunning lightness, thus: Who was it inaugurated the graveyard at Rocky Bar?—Guess it was Cemetery Sam.". "Wh was it caused the first orphan asylum to be-started iifc Montana? —Cemetery Sam was the feller." Who was it made a public administrator rich in Eastern Oregon?—I'm mistaken if it wasn't Cemetery Sam." Who was it that"— Here some one present, who evidently thought the thing was becom ing monotonous, smote Sam heavily, and the latter fell. When he arose he con tinued the monologue by asking* "Wh was struck by lightning just now?—If my memory serves me right, it must have been Cemetery Sam."—Eureka (Gal.) Cupel. A Sailor's Opinion of a Comet. We were told by a celebrated-naval officer the following anecdote: On one of his cruises the sailorfc saw A comet and were somewhat surprised and alarmed at its appearance. The hands met and appointed a committee to wait upon the commander and ask his opinion of it. They approached him and said: We want to ask your opinion, your honor." "Well, my hoys, what is it about?" We want to inquire about that thing up there?" "Now, before I answer you, let me know what you think of it?" Well, your honor, we have talked it all over and we think it is a star sprung aleak."—London Letter. EACH particle ot matter which com poses it is supposed to move in a hyper bolic orbit, with the sun in the focus of the opposite branch, under the influence of a repulsive force emanating from the sun, and decreasing by the law of the inverse square of the distance." That's what gives glory to the comet's tail. CURRENT ITEMS. THERE are 6,000 Catholic Indians in Washington Territory. ALABAMA is calling attention to her newly-discovered coal-beds. ALPHONSE A I defines dyspepsia as the remorse of a guilty stomach. IN San Francisco Sunday is as much a holiday as at Paris or New Orleans. ALTHOUGH a woman's age is undenia bly her own, she does not always own it. A WESTERN exchange complains of two-legged hyenas in the village grave yard. A RICHMOND negro killed himself by partaking of pounded glass and jelly cake. EUROPE consumes about two-thirds of the petroleum produced in the United States. A PRECOCIOUS Ohio boy tried to kill a cat, and shot his grandfather with a ten penny nail. A LOUISVILLE lady has recovered $10,000 for being dragged and injured by a street car. E candid are saddened by unde served censure and humiliated by unde served praise. Two COLORED men in Georgia had a little theological difficulty, and settled it with bird-shot. CALIFORNIA is largely cultivating, be sides the grape, oranges, limes, citrons, figs and walnuts. A SALEM (Mass.) woman ate a rose and died. It is supposed the leaves covered a poisonous insect. CREMATION is prospering in Germany. There are now eighty-two cities with cremation societies. NATURALISTS claim for the crow that it is one of the bravest of birds, because it never shows the white feather. MRS. MARY STRAIN, of Pittsburgh, Pa., has married three brothers in succession. She believes in brotherly love. BURLINGTON is now the largest city in Iowa, having, according to the new di rectory, over 25,000 population. HE young lady who mistook a bottle of mucilage for hair-oil has been too stuck up" to go to parties since. MUSCLE VS. Brains. Thirty-two candi dates passed their intellectual examina tion at We&t Point, and ninety-five the physical test. GOLD may be hammered hfto sheets so thin that 282,000 of them placed one above the other will only occupy the height of one inch. A PIQUA (Ohio) girl who had a quarrel with a lover remarked to a friend that she wasn't on squeezing terms with that fraud any more." A CONNECTICUT editor announces that he has bought a $500 dog, and can now meet the most irascible caller with a smile of calm content. AN unsophistocated person once de clined a plate of macaroni soup, with the remark that they couldn't palm off any biled pipe-stems on him." A A I N E book-agent has been disabled by the kick of a horse, and the proposi tion to give the horse a public testimo nial creates no little enthusiasm. IT has been calculated that if Chicago and St. Louis keep up their competition in directories at the present rate each will have a population of ten millions by the year 1884. A SCIENTIFIC friend who had been reading, with great patience, an exhaust ive treatise on the velocity of light" says that he now knows how it is that his gas bill runs up so rapidly. A TROUT weighing fourteen and three fourths pounds was hooked in Lake George the other day by a Mr. Bucl, but it was found necessary to shoot him in the head before lie could be landed. E fashion of wearing the -wedding ring on the finger next to the li»tle finger originated in an ancient superstition that there was a mysterious connection be tween that finger and the human heart. A STORY is told of remarkable sympa thy existing between a little boy in Norther N York and his severed arm, so that when the latter was roughly handled the child would scream with pain. A LONDON correspondent writes: By the way, it is rather odd—but I have not seen in any English paper a word of com ment on the marriage of Mr. Sartoris with a daughter of the President of the United States." A LITTLE son of Thomas R. Sheldon, cashier of the First National Bank at Athens, Ohio, recently sat down in a bucket of boiling water, producing in juries which resulted in death the day following. A SNOB in Saratoga complains of some cheeky members of the crews" in can vas shoes and blue uniforms intruding themselves in the parlors and ball-rooms among ladies and gentlemen who are in evening dress. BY THE falling in of a part of the roof of a coal mine at Newcastle, near Hang ing Rock, Ohio, the other day, Francis King, a miner, was terribly crushed, so that his recovery is very doubtful. No one else was injured. WHAT do you know of the character of this man?" yvas asked of a witness at a police court the other day. What do I know of his character? I know it to be unreachable, your Honor," replied he with much emphasis. CHARLEY, what makes your cheeks so red?" asked his sister's admirer of a little five-year-old. 'Cause I put some of sister's paint on. She puts it on eveiy day." It was a painful disclosure for everybody—at least Charley thought so after the visitor had gone. Two recipes are given in the Scientific American for removing tallow and white lead which have been applied to pol ished parts of machinery to prevent rust: 1. Use turpentine, and rub it in well. 2. Try a concentrated solution of caustic potash, scrubbing with an old scrubbing brush. SAN FRANCISCO is going to try a little fair of her own, representing the indus trial development of the Pacific coast and also of China, a an and Australia. San Francisco is unusually happy in the promise that her Pacific telegraph cable will bring a greatly increased trade from the East. A YOUNG fellow in a Western town was fined $10 for kissing a girl against her will, and the following day the damsel sent him the amount of the fine, with a note saying that the next time he kissed her he must be less rough about it, and be«j»eful to a it when her father was not about. NAPOLEON III. never had the reputa tion of a wit, but he-said one sharp thing after he had made himself master of the destinies of France. It was at the ex pense of his princely cousin, Plon Plon, who said to him one day, You have nothing of your uncle about you." "Yes," he replied—" his family." Reptile Hunting in Arkansas. HE most relentless industry of the Springs is the capture of tarantulas and centipedes to sell to visitors. The taran tula is a horrible hairy spider, immense in size and very poisonous. The centi pede is a long worm with innumerable horned feet. The bite of a full-grown tarantula is dangerous, while that of the centipede is painful. Neither Will at tack man, but, on the contrary, will get out of the way as rapidly as possible, but each has a disgusting habit of get ting into houses and lurking in places where they are liable to be trodden on or clasped unawares in the fingers, in which event they are heard from. In the Hot Springs vernacular they are trantlers" and Santa Fes." The rep tile hunter, carrying with him several glass jars, explores the mountain sides, turning over such stones as look promis ing, and when he finds a Santa Fe" or a trantler" he drives it in the mouth of the jar and closes it up. The reptiles are killed, preserved in alcohol and sold to visitors. The prices fluctuate, as a matter of course. The holder will ask an outrageous price and take what he can get. 1 have seen an average speci men of the centipede sold for $6. When I first went to the Springs tarantulas were high, a fair specimen being worth $3 but afterward I saw them go a beg ging at the shameful figure of fifty cents each. At the latter rates even the poorest of men could afford to have a tarantula, but it's rough on the dealer. The num ber of specimens offered for sale gives an impression that the country swarms with these poisonous reptiles. But the fact is they are far from abundant, and the industrious hunters keep the country well gleaned. I think I traveled about 1,000 miles in the vain endeavor to get a centipede or tarantula from first hands. I did see a little centipede one day, about two inches in length, but it got away. While sitting on the piazza of the Cen tral one evening, I saw something black and apparently about the size of a two weeks-old chicken run across the road and under the dresses of a couple of ladies who were walking along. There was a succession of shrieks, but the two ladies were game, and picking up stones they soon spoiled as fine a specimen of tarantula as I ever saw. It was very large and very hideous in its appearance. Likewise Mr. Joseph T. Long, who had a room at Maj. Gaines', on the hill, had a tarantula adventure. He T\as awakened one night from a sweet dream of peace by female shrieks and cries for help from an adjoining room. Mr. Long flew to the rescue, and in the moonlight saw the ghastly form of an immense tarantula crawling up the wall. He stabbed at it with a poker, chased it into a corner, and finally slew it, earning the everlast ing gratitude of the lady.—Cor. Indian apolis Herald. The Leisure Time of Boys. W E would suggest to the many par ents who are perplexed with the difficulty of finding the therewithal to amuse and interest their boys, to give their lads every possible opportunity of acquiring a mechanical trade. The industry and ingenuity of a boy of average ability may easily be made to furnish him wilh a never-failing source of amusement of the best order. The boy who can produce or make something already begins to feel that he is somebody in the world, that achievement of a result is not a re waid reserved for grown people only. And the education of mind, eye and hand, which the use of tools and mechan ical appliances furnishes, is of a great and real value, beyond the good result ing from the occupation of leisure time. Having nothing to do is as great a snare to the young as it is to the full grown and no greater benefits can be conferred on youths than to teach them to convert time now wasted, and often worse than wasted, into pleasant means of recrea tion and mental improvement. The boy whose time and mind are now occupied with marbles and kites may be a Watt, a Morse, or a Bessemer in embryo and it is certainly an easy matter to turn his thoughts and mu.stngs into a chan nel which shall give full scope to his faculties. And to most boys the use of mechanical tools is the most fas cinating of all occupations. As logic and mathematics have a value beyond accuracy in argument and the correct so lution of problems, in that they teach men the habit of using their reflecting powers systematically, so carpentry, turning and other arts arc of high im portance. These occupations teach boys to think, to proceed from initial causes to results, and not only to understand the nature and duty of the mechanical powers, but to observe their effects, and to acquire knowledge by actual experi ence, which is the best way of learning anything. All the theories culled out of books leave an impress on the mind and memory which is slight compared to that of the practical experience of the true mechanic. Our advice is, to all who have the great responsibility of the charge of boys: Give them a lathe, or a set of carpenter's or even blacksmith's tools. Give their mind a turn toward the solid and useful side of life. You will soon see the result in increased ac tivity of their thinking capabilities and the direction of their ideas toward prac tical results and, still more obviously, in the avoidance of idle mischief and nonsense (to omit all reference to abso lute wickedness and moral degradation), which are, to too great an extent, the pastime of the generation which is to succeed us.—Scientific American. The Reason Why. W HY does boiling fast render meat hard? Because the excessive action of heat causes the albume of the meat to set solid, crisps up the fleshy finers, and pre vents heat having a gradual access to the interior. 'Why, when a good soup or broth is re quired, should the meat be put into cold water? Because, as the heat is developed very gradually, there occurs an intermixture between the juices of the flesh and ex ternal matter. The soluble and savory parts of the meat escape and enrich the soup. Why are stews generally healthful and 1 digestible? NUMBER 47. Because, being compounds of various substances, they contain all the elements of nutrition, and as the office of the stomach is to liquify solid food before digesting it, the previous stewing assists the stomach in this particular. What causes the cracking noise when lard is put in a frying-pan? Lard always contains some portion of water, and it is the expansion of this water into steam, forcing its way through the fat, which causes the crackling noise. The heat at which fat or oil boils is much greater than water. When the crackling ceases the water is gone and when the fat bubbles its heat is very high. Why should fish or meat that is being fried be frequently turned? Because the turning assists the evap oration of the water. When the fish or meat is allowed to lie too long steam is generated under it and the steam is driven off, the surface catches to the hot pan and becomes burnt and broken. Why is broiled meat so juicy and savory? Because the action of the fire harden ing its surface seals up the pores through which the juices might escape. It acts in the same way with the joints of meat, but steak should not be turned with a fork, because the puncture of the tissue opens an escape for the juices, and wastes the best part of the meat.—Ameri car Patron. An Acrobat Tragedy. SHORTLY the performer who was to meet such-a horrible death appeared on the top of one of the houses, dressed in his fancy attire, and looked for a moment at the assembled thousands, and then began to make pi'eparations to facilitate, as it proved, his own destruction. He had the appearance of a slightly-built man, and did not show a great amount of bodily strength in fact, as the sequel disclosed, not sufficient to carry him through the arduous feat which he at tempted. The rope having been secured, he seized his balance-pole and started, but only walked a few steps, when he hastily retreated, and gave further direc tions to a couple of men who held the end of the guy-ropes nearest the house. His orders having been obeyed, he again started off, and with apparent ease walked to the center of the rope. Here two iron rings, about a couple of feet apart, hung three feet, or thereabouts, from the rope. The rings were just over the middle of the road, which was thickly covered with gravel, and as hard as rock. When the performer had reached these rings he halted, stooped down, and fastened his balance-pole to the rope. He then proceeded to let himself down to the rings, where he once or twice performed an easy feat. He then let himself down to the full extent of his arms, and, paus ing a moment, raised himself slightly, put his feet through between his arms, and went backward as far as he could, waiting an instant, and then bringing himself back again to his original posi tion. This is a feat requiring immense strength of arm, and should never be performed at a dangerous distance from the ground, as the slightest failure of muscle, or a bend too far back, would be instant death. This feat the young man performed successfully twice, but the third time it was apparent he was making an immense tax on his strength, and those present who under Stood a little about gymnastics felt anxious, as they knew he had yet a diffi cult move to make, which was to regain the rope. He did not let himself back so far this last time, for the thought ap parently seemed to have possessed him that his strength was failing. He hastily brought himself back to the original po sition, but scarcely had he done so than he let go one ring* with his right hand. Whether this was done accidentally or intentionally can only be conjectured but we presume it was done on purpose, as his object probably was to catch one ring with both hands and draw himself up the rope hand over hand. If such was the case he miscalculated his strength, for he had barely let go one hand and swung partly round when the other began to relax. What thoughts passed through the poor man's mind in those few seconds arc a scaled book. He must have known that his strength was failing him and a fall was inevitable, yet not a cry nor sound escaped him, but he turned his eyes and gave one agonized look at the ground beneath him, which will never be effaced from the memory of those who saw it. Suddenly his hold gave way, when, amid the half-audible cry of amazement which involuntarily escaped the lips of the paralyzed multi tude, he fell to the earth with a thud like the drop of a heavy stone, and, in an instant, what was a human body in the full enjoyment of life, in which was incased a human soul, was a mangled heap of flesh, and the soul had returned to the God who gave it. Death was in stantaneous. He lay for a few seconds motionless, and the blood began to trickle from his mouth and nose then he quivered from head to foot with a con vulsive movement, and the blood rushed from his nostrils and mouth in torrents. Port Hope (Ont.) Times. Corsets. ABOUT the middle of the tenth century there came up a terrible and cruel corset called cottes liardics. These ere stiffened with steel and clasped with brass or gold. We know very well from the pictures of that period what intensely small waists were produced, and what stiffness of figure. The French words corps and ser res (to tighten), which seem to have sug gested the word corset, could not have better expressed this article of dress. We do not know how many women died of these corsets—probably more than have ever died of a broken heart. Men as well as women wore the horrible things. One lady of rank is described as wearing a splendid girdle of beaten gold about her middle small." Chaucer describes one of his beauties as being small as a weasel and upright as a bolt," which does not suggest a very pleasing image of fe male loveliness to the modern mind Appleton's Journal. TnE advent of the grasshopper causes our entire social fabric to tremble. "Maria," writes a young Minnesota farmer to his girl down in Maine, I'm afraid we can't get married this year the grasshoppers threaten to clean out my crop." A YOUNG lady engaged to be married' but getting sick of her bargain, applied t» a friend to help her untie the knot before it was too late. Oh, certainly," he re, plied, it's very easy to untie it now, while it is only a bow-knot."