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, A , JCN KQUTK. (FAifTOUM.) , t I, BAAMDEa MATTUKWt.- ' (The pautouin la ft meter borrowed by the modern Vrenoh nmanUopwU from Malayan proaody. It oonalate of a erica of four-line etauiaa, tba eeoond and rourth line of each at ansa reappearing aa the flrat and third llnaa of thJ next etanza. ; t ' . ' Here we are riJing the rail, UlUling cent ou of the atatlon ; ' . Han though 1 am, I am pale, Certain of beat and vexation. 1 ' J . . . t -- ' (Hiding from out of the atatlon, ' ' Out from the city we thruat ; i : Certain of heat and vexation, I Sure to lx cOvi red by dust. , J 1 1 A Out f rom the city we thruat ; IUttliug we run o'er the bridgea ; Hiiro to be covered with dual, Htung by a thousand of midgea. ' ltettling we ran o'er 'the bridges, ' ' UuaMng wa daah o'er the plain ; Stung by a thousand of midgoa, Certain precursore of rain. ltuHhing we daah o'er the plain. Watching the clouds darkly lowering certain precursors oi rain ; I Holds abofct hero need a nhoweHag. ft t UK ' 1. Watching the clonda darkly lowering Track bete la high on a bank Fields about here need a showering, Boy with the books needs a spank. Track here is high on a bank. Just by A wretched old hovel ; . Boy with the books needs a spank , ' " No, I don't wast a new novel !" , Just by a wretched old hovel, t Hmail speck of dUBt In my eye. " No. I dont want a new novel !'' ', Babiea lx ginning to cry. Bmall speck of dust in my eye, "I will not buy papera or candy J" ' f Pablea beginning to cry ;' Ob, for a tomahawk handy 1 .', " I will not buy papers or candy !" Train boys deserve to be laln ; Oh, for a tomahawk handy I Oh, for the cool of the rain 1 ' Train boys deserve to be slain, i ' lleat and the dust they are chokiug, Ob. for the cool of the rain t ' J -" Gent" just behind me is Joking. - ,i - . . .. Heat and the dust they are choking, Clogging and filling my pores, 44 Oent" just behind me is Joking, " Oent" Jnst in front of me snores. Clogging and filling my pores, Kara are on edge at the rattle ; Oent" Just in front of me snores, Sounds like the noise of a battle. Ears are on edge at the rattle, Man though I am 1 am pale. Bounds like the noise of a battle, lie re we are riding the rail. . Hcribncr for July. A BUNCH OF ROSES. Maggie Denne was standing on the terrace in the rectory garden at Wittles leigh, gazing over the lovely bav, when a young man came closo and gently placed his lianas over ner blue eyes. xranK, now dare your fine ex claimed; " let mo go this instant 1" The hands were immediately with drawn, and the fair girl turned round half angrily, to encounter the rude dis turber of her reverie. . 14 Why, Algy, is it you? How did you get here ? I thought you were at Juotcombe. This is a surprise ! she added; ' 'papa will be so glad, and Frank, too. " And yon. Maggie ?" said Alcrv. as he shook hands with her warmly, venturing upon a gentle pressure of her taper lingers. " Of course, I am delighted, particu larly as Jessie Iiamblyn is coming to day. You recollect her ?" urn. . f. i v.. uii, penecuy; sue used to be my aueai oi oeanty until " lie stopped. Until that terrible attack cost her her eyesight, you mean. Yes, indeed, cue was a loveiy gin. x admire your laste, Aigy. "I did not exactly mean that," he re plied; I meant " ti XT 1 A ..... -nevermind just now, out tell me, Jiko a good fellow, is that the smoke of the steamer over there? If so, I must go and tell Robert to get the pony chaise reauy. Algy shaded his eyes from the glare, auu oent an nis powers or vision upon mo uny cioua on tne horizon. It was indeed a fair scene upon which his eyes rested. The blue waters of the bay were flecked with foam, as the brisk breeze met the restless sea on the flood tide. Till now, Maggie had in vain 'onght, for a token of ;the vessel, and witn shaded eyes had watched' the wide expanse, at times almost despairing. But now all doubt was removed. The .black streak grew more and more de tinod; a long trail of amoke extended far across the blue distance. " Come along, " said Maggie; " we must .tell papa and Frank. They will be astonished to see you. By the way, .-do you generally greet your lady friends at Motcombe as you did me just new?" :i Algj blushed as he replied, Of ooureonot; besides, I have no particular friends there." "Oh!. Not Miss Luttrell? and Miss Alice is it Alice Carrington ? Fie, Msy, fie 1 what would they say to hear yem dieown them thus? But here is Frank." . As she spoke, her. cousin, Frank Car son, appeared. He walked slowly, and with a peculiar watchful gait, but he turned his head neither to the right nor left, as he approached the merry pair. "Well, Frank, old fellow, how are you?" exclaimed Algy, heartily.as he ex tended his hand. Why, Algy Vernon, back already! We thought you were studying medi cine, or cutting people's legs oil to keep jrour hand in for surgery. Oh, you truant !" The young men shook hands warmly. Have you been hero long this time? ' asked Algernon. About a fortnight," was the reply; 4 Maggie's school-chum is coming I , am very anxious indeed to make her ac quaintance. I understand slio's lovely - not that her good looks matter to mo " Algy was about to make a reply when Maggie made him a sign not to speak. Will you come and meet her, Frank? 'We are going." Of course. I shall bo delighted to 'welcome her. I'll go and get some flow ers for her a bunch of roses will do." As ho spoke he walked quietly away. ' What did you mean by telegraphing to me in that mysterious mat ner?" asked Vernon. Frank doesn't know that Jessie is Wind now, so don't tell him, She may recover her eyesight, tue doctors say. Perhaps your skill may prove of use." Not much, I am afraid," said Alger non, sighing. But I've made the eyis my study, too. Kow yovr eyes" Bat whatever compUmentne intended to convey was cut short by Maggie's iiudden departure. In half an hour the party were all ready to proooed to the wharf,. The pony-chaise led the way at a brisk pace, while, a cart . for , the visitor's luggage followed more soberly. ' The steamer soon came alongside, and Maggie's quick glance at once descried her friend.' ' f There she is, Algy, and Barton is with her, as usual. - What a kind creature she islV i-4 . ( - 1 ; Barton recognized the party at the same; moment, and told her young mis tress, who turned round and waved her hand. Jesie Hamblyn must have possessed no ordinary share of beauty, before the fell ravages of small-pox. had deprived her of sight Even now her almost classic features were very striking, and her open lids at a distance did not betray the terrible trial to which she had been subjected. Fortunately, the disease had not marked her to any; perceptible ex tent, and, had her eyes been spared, her beauty would have remained .'almost un impaired. Her, tall, well-formed figure was drawn up as if in defiance of the pity she knew was felt for her, and of maty kind expressions which her quick sense of hearing caught and 'resented. At first she had rebelled terribly against the will 'that had mercifully chastised her, but lately she had bowed her head to the decrees of Providence, and almost without a murmur. ' ' , How glad I am to see you IV she ex claimed I mean, to know 1 am with you once again, dear Maggie ! : How Kind you are !" . -Dearest Jessie." whispered her friend, "we are all delighted, yti have come, and looking so well too. Here are two young gentlemen waiting to be intro duced; though I think you have met Algy Vernon before." , . , "Oh, yes! I recollect Mr. Vernon quite well. We had a famous picnic to the glen, I think it was.'; " Quite right, Miss Bamblyn. What a memory you havel " replied Vernon as he shook hands with her. " This is my cousin, Frank Carson, of whom you may have heard," continued Maggie. He has brought you a bou quet. Maggie took them from her cousin and plaood them in the blind girl's grasp. Jessie inhaled the perfume for a few moments, and then placed them in the bosom of her dress. " Oh, what lovely roses 1" she cried, y Thank you so much, Mr. uarson r "Now, dear, let me escort you," said Maggie. I see your invaluable Barton has already got your luggage ashore. This way, dear. . . , . " Algy, you and I must follow as we cannot lead," said Frank, as he took his friend's arm. "I say," he whispered, " what a beanuful voice she has got, hasn't she ? You'll be falling in love, old fellow, eh V "Not I "replied his friend; "I'm not equal to a goddess like , Miss Ham blyn. Besides, you know " He stopped siddenly, remcmbeiing Mag. gie s caution. 'Well, besides what? Don't mind me," said 1 rank. " Oh, dear, no ; the fact is, I'm mther sweet on some one else, you see. She was delighted with those roses. I can tell you. What a thoughtful fellow you are I l never can do those pretty tnings. "Then, fnend Algy. take a lesson now and a rose next time." They all drove rapidly back to the rectory. Mr. Denne met them on the steps. " Welcome to Wittlesleigh," he ex- my dear, 1 am delighted to see vou. Come in ;" and pressing a fatherly kiss on tne wide lorenead he led his beauti ful visitor into the drawing-room. '.Luncheon is ready." he said, "so when you young ladies have exchanged confidences we will sit down.' Do not be too long, dear, "he added to his daugh ter. - We shall be ready in i ' minute, papa," replied Maggie. , "Scarcely, I think." said the rector. laughing. ' -"But do not forget I break- fusted at 7 this morning." -" NY hat a nice fellow your cousin must be, . jUaggie? .Fancy his taking the trouble to gather these lovely rosea! I wish I could see them," she added - with a mile. " But, Maggie, dear, .what .do you think? one doctor in London told papa that perhaps I might some day re cover my sight I do so hope ho is right. He wanted to galvanizo me, or something J" ' ' 1 1 " Of course he is right, dear: he never would have been so cruel. ' He conld not have held out hopes if he were not quito " Oh, Maggie, fancy ! J ust fancy be ing able to see the sea, the sky, the flowers and you, you darling, once again. But it is too good to be true. It is onite impossible !" A weary sigh closed the sentence. "Not impossible. 'dear. So let u hope for the best. Hope and pray, and trus t in GxVs mercy." Jessie bent down and kissed her kind friend, and then the two girls had a ' good cry together. Nearly two months passed away and still the party at Wittleeleigh Rector v remained the same. To those of my readers who have stayed in sweet South Devon I need not explain the pleasant life which young people can, and I be lieve do, lead in that land of picnic?. Love in these latitudes ripens with the strawberries, and comes as naturally as cream; so the young couples at the Rectory paired oil almost unconsciously. Such an arrangement in the case of Algy Vernon and Maggie Denue was not surprising, for they had been ac quainted from childhood. Mrs. Vernon 1 and the late Mrs. Denne had ' been school-fellows. They had never severed I tho friendship thus initiated, and what i was more natural than that the affection entertained by the parents should de scend to the children ! At any rate. Algy was deeply in love with the pretty Maggie; anil she, though not so preoc cupied respecting him, thought her old friend very nice, indeed, and, if the truth were told, preferred him to all her numerous admirers. But Frank Carson and Jessie nam blyn had no such excuse. Yet the influ ence of the Devonshire air was such as to kindle a spark, which showed symp toms of bursting out into a very decided flame, indeed. The train of sympathy was laid; it required but that spark to be applied to it, and then the barriers of prudence would give way before the ' explosion. If Algernon and Maggie un derstood each other, so did Frank and Jessie, . and , the numerous ; excursions and picnics' in which, they passed the afternoons only served to rivet their bonds closer. . ' , ' ( ' One sultry afternoon a' last excursion was planned to the Fairy Glen. jTbe party had been increased on this occasion by ' three couples from a neighboring parish, and, despite the threatening ap pearance ' of" certain :huge masses of cloud, the expedition started, t The! ro mantic -spot which Maggie not mean ju(?ge in these matters had selected fer the afternoon meal was one. of those lovely bits of landscape so familiar to many of us. A brawling stream makes its way amidst mossHcovered bowlders, over pebbly shallows, and 'swirls beneath the wild' flowers' beneath its ' banks. Then, gliding calmly into an nnmfiled pool, it la2ity ep beneath a pictur esque bridge! through the single arch of which ancient structure the ' moor is seen, extending its wide, undulating curves. And then . the water; secure in its pride of high birth in yonder hills, takes no heed of the narrow passage , till, ere it is aware, it is caught in a rapid, and hurried over the cascade to the sea, where it is l6st forever. : . : r Such were the features of the woodland dining-room on that eventful day a day never to be forgotten by any member of that merry party. The cloth was soon laid beside the stream, and, when all was ready, full justice was done to the al fresco meal. More than once a muttered growl or sub dued roll was heard over, the hills, but the suggestion of thunder was met by the reply that the sound was merely the echoes of the blasting operations at the quarries, or the rattling of the trucks on tne neighboring tramway. The air got more and more sultry, and even the insects seemed to sleep. The trees whispered to each other, and their topmost branches waved a "gentle wel come to tho scarcely felt breeze that stirred the leaves. , The picnic party Prone , into groups after dinner; the groups into pairs, each cautioning the others not to go too far, as there was storm brewing. Frank and Jessie did not wander away. Escorted by Algernon and Maggie to a rustic . seat above the stream, close to a tall and sheltering tree, they sat together, while the more venturesome of the party climbed the tall rocks, or wandered up the stream, leaping from stone to stone, where as sistance and much holding of hands was a necessity. Oh, ye Devon streams, for what are ye not responsible ? How many happy iaces ye nave mirrored in your spare ling waters ! Frank and Jessie chatted for some time on indiiTerent subjects, until at last she sighed deeply, and said half ab sently: " Oh, how very soiry I shall be to leave here ! I have been so happy !" xnen she added, suddenly: " Every one nas been so very Kind to me J" " I am dreadiully sorry you must go. he said, with an answering sigh, and somehow, as he spoke, we know not how how does it ever happen ? their hands touched; his fingers clasped hers and hers were not withdrawn. The train was fired 1 "Jessie, dearest Jessie." he whis- pered, can you love me ? Will you be my wrie r ' There was no reply, unless an almost imperceptible pressure of the taper fin gers could be so termed. Frank took it for assent, and, bending down, he kissel the lovely face once, twice, thrice, till the cheeks were as brilliant as the crim son rose Jessie wore in her dress. "My own, my darling!" was all he said. A sharp peal of thunder passed away unheeded as he spoke. After a pause he resumed : "So you do love me. Jessie 1 I never thought you would care for me, dear." "indeed 1 do, she whispered : "why Bnouid l not i axxx x oiten wonder that you selected mo as your, companion all these weeks, for I am so unfortunate " " Why, my darling, how are you un fortunate?" and he ' passed " his ' arm around her taper waist. ' , V Because because oh ! I cannot ear. to mention it: though I do not mind now at least, not" nearly . so muck" a ' ' 5 . ' " But what is this terrible reason why I should not love youl Jessie ? Tell me. dearest."' '' Oh, Frank! that is like your kind sympathy for v. me.1 Of course, you guess. It is because I . am blind, you know J' ... , . i Frank recoiled as , if he had been stung a choking gasp escaped him. and he could not fpeak for a moment. " Blind 1 he repeated at length, as if in a dream ; " blind I Oh, Jessie 1 So am ir It was too true. Blind from his birth. Frank Carson had never dreamed that Jesfrie was afflicted like himself. Maggie had never told him this, and the terrible fact was now revealed to the lovers for the first time. Frank knowledge of the ground and neighborhood in which he had lived for years had enabled him to keep Jessie in ignorance of his infirmity, which he of course fancied sho was aware of. And had it come to this after all ! Jessie seized his hand. " Oh. do not tell me that! Frank, dear Frank, say you can see me ! Hare you never seen me, never at all ?" ( She waited breathless for his answer. It fell almost like a blow. "Never!" And tbia was the entl'of her dream of love ! She had been so very happy to think that one man at least had been so kind and svmpathetic:, that one man had seen her vacant eves and scarred face, and had loved her for herself alone, not for her beauty and her wealth. But now the ' charm was snapped the golden bowl was broken I She bent her head. A great warm drop fell upon her hand, now clasped in his once more. She started as she felt it. He was suffering, too. She drew herself up. a beautiful smile nnon iier face, then bending toward him she pressed a kiss, Uie first kiss of her pure npu, upon nis lorenead. V. Tor better, for worse, till death do us part, dear Frank. I am vonm. if von will take me so !" " 1 Till death do us Dart " he reneat- ed, solemnly, and he in turn was stoon- ing to his love when A hot and brilliant flash of light rent the cloud overhead, a rattling neal of thunder followed it to earth, and Frank 7 ... u ;.. i: ..1 7 and Jessie lav extended beneath the riv en tree, hani in hand, to all appearance locked in sleepthe sleep that knows no waking. ' " - , Till death did theni part ! 'Was this to be their parting, on' the threshold of their lives? .-.- Peal after peal of thunder' rattled overhead,-the lightniig flashed afound them, the rain poured down in t6rrents,. and there they lay 'unconscious of 1 the ele mental war asleep p'M V t ' . ; " Merciful Heaven, havepity on them!" , It was the rectqr who spoket as he and some, others of, th party came suddenly upon the senseless forms beneath the tree. ' ' ' - ' ". , Was the prayer hear4 ? We dare not speculate on subjects such as this. Who can tell? ' ' " '' The bodies were borne to a cottage close by; the light clasp of the fingers was unloosed at length. Jessie, the bunch of roses contrasting so -with her pallid face, waa laid upon a bed; Frank was in the next room, insensible still. A stifled sigh first proclaimed to Mag gie Denne that her heartfelt prayer had been answered, and Jessie sat upright. Turning to her kind attendant, she said, faintly: r ' , Maggie, d earest !" , . Maggie, full of joy, hastened to the bed. There was Jessie Hambljn, in deed; but it was the Jessie of old. Her eyes were wide open and full of life ! "It is true, Maggie, darling; it is truej and I can see you again I can, I can 1 Look, ' here are my roses, there you stand. Oh, thank Heaven, I can see the sky once more !"- She fell back exhausted, then, rising again, cried: . .. , i " Is it true about Frank ? I love him, he loves me; the lightning struck us yes, but gave me sight for him. , Thank God ! Where is Frank ?'' she inquired. aiter a pause. "In the next room," said Maggie, as sne wiped away her happy tears. "Oh Jessie, how thankful we all are! We feared the worst for both !" At this moment the rector entered softly. " Oh, come in, papa, come in; darling Jessie can, see us all again. Is it not wonderful ? I am so thankful 1'.' "It is indeed wonderful," replied Mr. Denne. And now," he said, after he had affectionately congratulated Jessie, "i nave more good news; Frank has re covered, and has asked for Jessie. May ne oome in r .IT . M. A . ..i . . "i win go to mm," sue said, nsing iromtnebed. And before they could stop her she had hurned away to the next room where, lying upon a sofa, was poor Frank Carson. She hastened towards him. " Oh, Frank!" she cried, "dearest Frank, I am so glad.". Then, blushing rosy red, she whispered. "Till death do us part. God has given me my eyesight once again, to nurse and tend you all my me. iear, dear Jt ranic ! He said no word till, rising up, he knelt beside the sofa, and Jessie's thanks giving and his went up to heaven to gether. But little remains to be told. The lov ers were united before many months had passed. Algernon and Maggie soon followed the good example set them by Jessie and her lover. On the former wedding-day the only gift presented to the lovely bnde by her devoted husband. Frank, was a bunch of roses. Casaell'g Magazine, The Chief of the Bannocks. Buffalo Horn, the Bannock leader who is at the head of the new Indian up rising in Idaho, is as remarkable a speci men of the red man as Chief Joseph, who a year since so skillfully led theJNez Per- ces. . ine hereditary chief of the 13an nocks seems to be that object of utter contempt to Indiana. ."a squaw man. and they have given in their allegiance to Buffalo' Horn v as their real captain. The latter is described as a small, gracefully-built Indian, witn eyes that partake both of the herceness of the eagle and the tender gentleness of the antelope. The hair on one side of his head is wound with-threadspf brown bark. which, resembling a buffalo horn, is sup posed to be the occasion of his name, lie has all the qualities calculated to win savage admiration.. He is a perfeot dare devil on horseback, a crack shot, intelli gent and exceedingly prond., Buffalo norn has a strain of white blood in his veins, but he speaks very broken English. He is widely known through all ' the Western Territories north of the Pacific railroad, and has hitherto courted the fnendship of the whites. In the Black Hills campaign of two years ago tie was uen. urook's chief scout : he has also lately been much in Gen. Howard's camp, and is thoroughly familiar with the habits of the soldiers and the regular army tactics. Altogether, aeport makes of him as dangerous a foe to the white man as any Indian leader of recent years. But, although their chief is so superior. hfs followers are said to be an inferior crew,' and not able to " hold a candle " to the Nez Perces for fighting quality. Origin of the English National Jtebt. From the moment that the public at large began to pay the taxes, and not the land, the extravagance of Govern ment expenditures grew amazingly, and a national debt was commenced. When the people paid, and the aristocracy and their sons and kinsfolk received through Government offices , in the army or navy, from that moment the history of our boundless profusion .commences. Before this great transfer of taxation from the lands to customs, excise, and other popular burdens, it must be borne in mind that there was no debt So long as the land had to pay the taxes the aristocracy were not willing to incur a national debt ; the momert they had made their transfer, and could, living on their exempted lends, revel in the sweets of taxation, a debt was commenced. Charles, we shall find, borrowed 900,000 of the merchants of London, and soon informed them that he never could repay it ; it must remain a debt in the nation, the interest being alone ob tainable. Tho debt first commenced has now grown, as the direct oonso quenee of this grand fiscal revolution, to upward of 800,000,000. Macaulay has well said that this was not the first age of borrowing, but the first of fund ing. - Wfien lif e w m kkwar and surer there were feer suicides. THAT' POLITICAL WOMAN. . Mrs. Jenka Will' Hun Another lroulaUna ' ' Campaign nut ler Jut Lovely. Interview In the Waablngton Port. The Jenks is a handsome, well-pre served lady of 35 or less (it is prope-to4 state in explanation that the interview ing splinter is an unspliced one,, and, therefore, not initiated in so occult a mystery), with a full, round face, bright, sparkling eyes, and a piquant, dashing expression. . Her gay, vivacious manner and 1 ready command of language pro claim-what- her' accent would betray, a French origin, i - " What is the Post going to say about met" she asked, looking np saucily out of the corners of her eyes: ."I know you are regular bulldozers, bnt still you are good Democrats and speak your mind. I hate these independent papers, neither one thing nor the other. Down South, you know," she continued, laugh ing merrily, " you have to belong to one party or the .other,, and desertion from the party means ostracism. Bnt poli tics is a farce; this whole thing i a farce." . , , " What do you mean Louisiana poli tics ?" asked the Pout, slipping in a word edgewise. "Yes; that's what I mean. The idea of a woman being at the bottom of the whole affair ! I have quite a talent for drawing, and l mean to make a picture some day. On one side will be the Re turning Board; visiting statesmen and the prominent-rr en of the country; on the other will; stand Anderson and Weber. I will stand in the middle, hold ing in one hand the Sherman letter and in the other a mace. I will have a fresco of it put on tho walls of the Capitol by a special act oi congress. The Post suggested that it could be made a part of Brumidi's " First Cent ury of the Republic." Mrs. Jenks laughed heartily at this, and said it would be a good idea, adding that, ' Al though it would be lat, it would not be the least important of the series. "What do you think of Ben Butler?" asked the Post, breaking in upon her dream of artistic renown. "Oh!' she exclaimed, "he's just beautiful, and when he smiles he is per lectly lovely. The Post smiled, too, and, what might seem incredible. , a skeptical smile, on hearing this glowing eulogy. "Oh well, you know " said the Jenks, quickly. noticing tne iook, "when he sits up straight and tries to look important, then he is simply horrid. He has treated me very politely, however, and I rather like him. "Are you going to return to New Or leans? .... "Certainly; that is my home; and then I will be ready to run another cam paign, you see; although," she thought fully added, " the Democrats havo un covered . all our old machinery, and it will tafce some time to get the new pro cess m working order. The Man Who Walked to New Orleans and Back. A correspondent, who writes from Emlenton, in this county, has been talk ing with the old settlers of that part of V enango concerning old times and cus toms. In his researches he has ex tracted the following bit of early history from our genial old friend, Hbn John Keating, one of the oldest living resi dents of the county : Talking about big walks reminds me of a story Jude Keating told me at Em lenton on my last visit there. The Judge is one of the old settlers of that region, having laid out the tewn and acted as the first Postmaster of Emlen ton in 1837. He came to the neighbor hood, however, in 1812. Hugh Lee had been a Justice of the Peace for nearly twenty years in ' that ( township, to the satisfaction of 1 almost ' every bod r, but somehow or other he had offended a man named John t-Vanderline, whore fused to be comforted i in any ordinary manner, . and .said .repeatedly: to his neighbors that he would get even with Squire Lee yet. There had often been a question raised as to Leo's citizenship. some contendiL g that Lee had merely produced an old Jjassport, obtained when ue lanueu in jew uneans aoout tne year 1800, and that be1 was holding this then very important office without the formality of his naturalization papers. " . John Vanderline ran the story down. and found that by going to New, Orleans he could get the official copy 'of all papers issued, and if it turned out as supposed, he could break Lee a commis sion. This he resolved to do. 'He told Keating that he , would never rest until he had got even with him; so one even ing he passed Keating's settlement on a dog-trot, the gait an Indian " adopts when on a long journey. Vanderline had bought himself three pairs of In dian moccasins, and was on hi way to New Orleans. Think of that for a walk. From Emlenton. ninety miles above Pittsburgh, on the Alleghany river, to New, Orleans and back, in that early day, , when most of the distance was literally n flowing wilderness. in about six montks Vanderline re turned, leg-weary and foot-sore, but determined as ever. He had got the papers he wanted. The supposed nat uralization papers were nothing but passports. Hugh Lee had never been naturalized, his commission was broken, and Vanderline was even. The descend ants of these two men are all in the vicinity of Emlenton. and Judge Keat ing says they often laugh at the foolish ness of. their grandfathers. . I 'enan go (Pa) Spectator., ' " London Atmosphere.' London, England, has a most delight. ful atmosphere. There is nothing flimsy or gauzy about the air of London. In the language of .t slang it is not "too thin. V There is something real and tangible about it ; something you can see, and feel and realize ; not the trans parent stuir we have in Detroit. It must be seen and felt to be appreciated. It has such a reality, such a substance, in fart, that if it surrounded Chicago it wonld undoubtedly be heavily mort gaged. London's atmosphere owes its consistency to the fumes arising from the many coal fires of the city. In a paper read More the Society of Arts it was estimated that the coal annuallv consumed in London is over 8.000 000 tons, equal at 1 per cent' of sulpher to W.uuu tons, or as oil tf vitriol to 215,000 t ns. This is more than five times the amount given off from all the sulphurio acid works in the country. Fice Press. KININU. Tt)re' a Jolly Saxon proverb Tbat la pretty much ilka tbla : Tbat a man la naif In beaven Wben be ba woman'a ktaa. But tbart'a 4aiwtr lu AvUying, And tbe awermi-M tuay forkj Jl . Htt I trtt ytm,"TabruT lover, If you want a klaa, a-by take it. Never let another fellow Steal a niarab ou you In tbia ; Nave r let a laughing maiden 8e you poiUnn for a klaa, . , r -Tbere'a a royal way of kUfing, And tbe Jully ooea vbo ibake It - " Have a nioito tbat la winning : Ifyoo want a klaa, wny take It. Any fool may face a cannon ' . Anybody wer a erown : ' Hut a wan niuttt win a woman If he'd Lave berfoi bia own. I Would you bare a golden apple, . . ' 1 Yon murt find 4 Tree and hne It ; . If a tblng la worth tbe having-. t And you want a klaa, wby Uke it. Who would bum upon a deaert With a foreat growing by t ( Who would give JUia auany aummer 1 " For a blacc and wintry aky? . , Ok V I til yon there la magic,- ' ' And you cannot, cannot break it ; For tbe aweetert part of loving Ja to want a kiaa andtak it ' ' WIT ASP HUMOR. ,. ' .Reoooxizrp rank Boarding-house butter. ' '' A soolpeno wife will make a shrew'd man. Cents of duty Those paid at the Custom House. Eve ' never looked through Adam's overcoat pockets for letters from other women. What overwhelming' bliss to receive a shower of compliments from a reign ing belle 1 . , - - What is the difference between a bare figure and an ancieni song ? One is a nudity, and the other an, old ditty. Oip Wixackem, the schoolmaster, who was packing up Borne pop-corn last sea son, on being asked what he was about, said he was " boxing his own ears." Dtd you ever dabble in stocks?' asked a lawyer of a witness who was known to have fled from his native land to this asylum of the free. " Wellyes, I got my foot in 'em once, in the old country," was the reply. 1 Pkofessoii " Can you multiply to gether concrete umbers?" The class are uncertain. Professor" What will be the product of five apples multiplied by six potatoes?" Freshman (tri umphantly)" Hash." Tbe great journalists are rapidly dropping off Raymond, Bennett, Gree ley, and now Bryant. And our physi cian has advised us to take exercise. Horristown Herald. That must be a saving to you, for exercise is free, and the other stuff is 10 cents a glass. College Professor (to Junior who has been taking advantage of his absent mindedness): "Young man, I find,. on looking over the records, that this makes the fifth time in two years that you have been granted leave of absence to attend your grandmother's funeral" Harper's Bazar. A hot tood back on tbe gallery floor At tbe naughty female abow, And cast hla earneat glancea o'er Bald-headed Bin below. " I m too far back," be aadly aaid ; Vet he dared not forward go, For he aaw bia aged fatber'a bead Firat in the foremost row. Philadelphia Mirror, A herculean Yankee, from the lum ber districts of Maine, on paying his bill in a London res taut ant, was informed that the amount paid didn't include the waiter. " Wal," he roared, " what ef it don't ? I didn't eat any waiter, did I ?" And he glared at the attendants so fero ciously that they precipitately left him to go nis way in peace. He was an entire stranger to the ffirls present, and the boys were mean and would not introduce him. He finally plucked up courage, and, stepping np to a young lady, requested the pleasure of her company for the next dance. She looked at him in surprise, and informed him that she had not the pleasure of his acquaintance. Well," remarked Caz enovia, . "you don't ' take- any more chances than I do." ? - , o .' Och, Jamie, did ye hiver hear uv my great , speech . afore the Hibernian Society?". ,"No,-PaVhow should I. for sure I waa not on - the. around " Well, Jamie, you see I was called upon by the Hibernian Society for a speech : and, be jabers, I. rose wjth tb inthusi astic cheers of thousands, with mv hearf overflowing with gratitude, f and tmy eyes filled with tears,' and divil a word did I spake !"v ' " " An AntI-Friction CoutriTanVe. . William Tucker, of East Brookfleid. has invented for vehicles of all kinds and shafting an anti-frietion roller, whioh does away with lubricants and saves, it is claimed, 100 per cent, in wear and-tear and power expended. The contrivance is a perforated "sleeve" made up of sec tions, riveted together, and extending the length of the betring. Each section holds numerous small-rolls projecting radially on both sides from 1-32 to incbes according to the size of the sleeve, and they are arranged spirally so that no two oi them come in a direct line of bear ing at the same time. The whole thing is of hardened metal, of which is also made the box surfaces and shaftiner. The function of these rolls is the same as that of oil, which is subdivided by the action of the gearing into minute globules and by rolling between box and shaft or axle prevents friction. . In . testing, a buggy equipped with the invention, and holding two men, weighing in all 600 pounds. was drawn across a barn floor by a force of eight pounds, indicated by a spring balance which registered sixteen pounds with the rollers removed. With little impulse a 400-pounds wheel runs eight or nine minutes upon one of these roll ers, and J. G.'Avefv. mahacer of the patent, says he has run his nnoiled buggy on these motionless rollers for sir months. Mr. Tucker is making rollers for testing on the Boston and Albany road, and it is thought that an annual saying of $50,000 will result to the com pany by its adoption. -Springfield (Mass.) llrpubUcan. The indebtedness of the four . princi pal missionary organizations of this country are as follows : American Bap. pist missionary Uruon, S2G.000; Presby terian Board of Foreign Missions. 00.- 000 ; Reformed Foreign Missions, $28,- msi; iUethodist Missionary Society. l 0,000. The other denominations are Probablr not far behind nrnn rinnafi1w 1 especially in the item of foreign work.