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HIS LAST POEM.
The last poem wiitten by the late Maurice Thompson appears in The New York Independent. The following is an extract: Perhaps some peerless southern knight Led on at Seven Pines, Or stormed the heights at Gettysburg And died above the lines! A 1' arragut, lashed to the mast, A Forrest, riding free, A Cleburne, charging set the pace Of flawless bravery. A.;d after all what matters it To soldiers good and true Whether the hero died in gray Or laughed at death in blue. The man that Stonewall Jackson led, Or Grant or buerman taught. Learned at the biazing cannon's mouth The worth of those he fought. Fling out the tattered, grimy flags In Freedom’s blazing sun; Cali forth the limping veterans And cheer them one by one” BEWARE OF THE STRAP. Possible Source of Infection to These Who Ride in Street Cars. The connection between the microb. and the street car strap has frequently been discussed, and at least one recent instance has proved somewhat distressingly that danger is likely to lurk in the piece of leather which helps to support so many women dur ing the rush hours of the day. It. was to protect a fresh pair of whitP gloves that a New York woman, com pelled to stand, held her handkerchief inside the strap while going to the theater. On the way home she was again comelled to stand, and once more the handkerchief came between her glove and the leather. Whether is was after that or during the evening at the theater that she once thoughtlessly put the handker chief to her face is a detail that she does not recall, but two days after wards a pain on her lip became m intolerable that she was compelled to see a doctor, who found her suffering from incipient blood poisoning, which it was already too late for him to prevent. The most that he could do was to watch her carefully through a long attack of illness, which at one time threatened to end fatally. He attributed this to some poisonous substance which had passed to her handkerchief from the strap, and that was his diagnosis the moment he heard the story of the ride on the cable car. She fortunately recovered, and her physician thinks that the present, disfigurement to her face which re sulted from the necessity cf ar. operation will not be permanent. Tk -, case has convinced this- physician i who is a man of considerable ex perience in surgery, of the dangers : that lurk in the street car strap.—Ne’ - ' York Sun. AN EGYPTIAN FAIRY TALE. Curious Echoes of Biblical Records in Ancient Folklore. In the year 1895 the trustees of the \ British Museum purchased a fine papyrus roll, written on both sides, the obverse bearing a series of rev enue returns, dated in the “7” year of the Emperor Claudius, B. C. 46-47, and the reverse a series of magic tales written in Demotic. The latter, with a fine facsimile, have been published by the Clarendon Press, Oxford, ac companied with a translation and commentary from the pen of Mr. F. L. Griffith, the Egyptologist. The stories are part of a series which center in a hero named Kham uas, High Priest of Memphis, the his torical original being the Prince Regent Kha-m-uas the son of Rameses 11. The writer of these stories has collected a great quantity of folk legends which were current in Egypt at the time when this manuscript was written, about A. D. 70-80, and the the papyrus may certainly be de scribed as one of the richest collec tions of first century tales ever dis covered. The stories relate to Khamuas un der the name of Seteme, derived from his title of Sem, priest of Memphis, and his son Si-Osiris. The story of the birth of this youth is given. He is the miraculous child of his mother, and his name is revealed to his father ir a dream —“His name shall be Si- Osiris (son of Osiris), for he shall do many marvels in Egypt.” We are told that "he grew big, he grew strong and went to school” and “that he rivaled the scribe who taught him,” and he began to talk with the scribes in the House of Life (the library of Mem phis), in the Temple of Ptah, and • all the land wondered at him.” The resemblance between this ex tract and the story of the birth of Christ is most astonishing, and it is still more so when we read again: “Behold the boy Si-Osiris reached 12 years of age, and there was no scribe in Memphis that could equal him in reading or writing or magic.” If in these passages we have an adap tation of the story of the birth of Christ, as told by the disciples, it is certainly th° earliest record known, being less than 20 years after the in troduction of Christianity into Egyjt by St. Mark (A. D. 67). The wonder-worker takes his Javher to the regions of Amenti. or blades, and the cycles of the land of death ire described. Here we have a mass of valuable legendary matter derived from Egyptian, Christian and Jewish sources. The judgment scene differs much from that described in the one hundred and twenty-fifth ebaper of the Book of the Dead, and j there is woven iv.o th.s portion a | curious story vt.y like th. c of the parable of the • Rich Man a.;d Laza rus." The doit.ine of future punish ment, not found in th. Egyptian ritu als, is clearly stated in the wo“ds: “He that if good upon earth, they are , good to him in Amenti—he that is evil upon ta-.th, they are evil to him.” The latter part of the papyrus eon ! tains the account of the magical con | test between Si-Osiris and the magi cians of Ethiopia—resembling the tra ditional contest between Mo-es and Janes and Jambres. Here we have two curious echoes of the pl.-.gurs of Egypt. The magician said to his mother, the Negress, as a sign: i “When thou shalt eat and drink thy water shall be the color of blood and the heave n shall he the color of blood.” Here we have certainly the echo of the first plague (Exodus, vii, 19). So, also, in anevher passage is the plague of darkness preserved. One of the magicians, who is in pri son, says: “I would cast my spell up on Egypt, and I will cause the people of Egypt to pass three days and three nights without seeing light,” words which certainly resemble those of the plague of darkness (Exodus, x, 21). The treasures of this curious docu ment are not exhausted, for here we have also the story of Moses and the bulrushes, for one magician rebukes the other with the words: “Art thou not Her, the son of the Negress, whom I saved in the reeds of Ra?” The man uscript contains many more valuable gleanings from the traditions current in Egypt in the first century of our era, a period when Alexandria was the emporium of the literary wares of all the known world. This valuable paryrus is but an earnest of what we may expect as the rubbish heaps of the Fayoum and Lower Egypt are ex it 1 ared. —London Star.dard. PALACE GATES FOR SALE. A Set Going Cheap in London for a Matter of Six Thousand Guineas Two set of palace gates are in the market, one belonging to Anne Boleyn’s palace at Sunbury, the other to Carshalton Park. The grounds of Anne Boleyn’s palace are being man gled into building lots and the same fate has overtaken beautiful Carshal ton Park. The gates were bought by a curio dealer In the Brompton road, who makes a specialty of old iron work —a very different thing from old iron. “Both sets of gates are unique,” said the dealer. “My price for the Carshalton gates is 6,000 guineas; for the Anne Boleyn gates 850 guineas. An American millionaire, one of the best known men in the world, has written over for particulars of the gates. He wants one set for the back entrance of his park and one for the front.” In these hard times it is refreshing to hear that someone can afford to pay £7, odd for his gates. The Duke of '"•enshire is said to value the g&; l .;i* Devonshire House in Piccadilly ; : about 2,000 guineas. The gates at Carshalton Park were de signed by Leoni, the Italian archi tect. They were to embellish a won derful palace he had designed for the plutocrat Scawen. Scawen died, however and the palace was never built—only the gates. They are 120 feet long, of beaten Ironwork, and date back to about 1720. At the sides are two carved stone piers, sur mounted by huge lead figures of Ac taeon and Artemis According to the dealer piers and figures are “abso lutely unique.” The gates of Anne Boleyn's palace are much smaller. Experts In gates think that they were put up in the time of Elizabeth, poor Anne’s daugh ter. There is a quaint squareness about their design which is certainly suggestive of Elizabethan art ideals. “They don’t make much ironwork nowadays,” said the dealer. “That’s partly what makes these gates so valuable.” —London Mail. “How do you like your new cook?” “All right so far. But here she comes.” “Why, that’s not the cook you had yesterday.” “No; but you spoke of the new one." A Literary Prodigy. A young girl, 17 years old, who w'rites a novel which sets all Chicago by the ears should prove to be a literary light of no small importance. Miss Margaret Horton Potter, daugh ter of a wealthy Chicagoan, accom plished this triumph when, several years ago, she wrote “A Social Lion," under a nom de guerre. Within a year from that time Miss Potter pro duced and had published “Uncanon ized," a book of absolutely different character from her first work, anJ which portrayed life in the monas teries in England of the time of King John. Soon after this successful book was brought out Miss Potter, then at the age of 19 wrote “The House of de Mailly,” a story of France and America in the early 18th century. In the course of its publication in Harper's Bazar as a serial, during which process it was found necessary to omit a very considerable portion of the story, this novel has proved Miss Potter to be possessed of extraordinary capacity for a woman of her years. The Harpers will publish it complete in book form in June. In Her Favor. Blitherby—Curious case of that young peasant girl who is full of needles. It seems she is a very com mon person. Slithersby—Yes, but she has lots of good points.—Boston Journal. Time's a judge. It seldom fails To sentence things aright. And next Morning always is Bevere On, hilarious Last Night. LITTLE DANDELION. , Gay little dandelion Lights up the meads. Swings on her slender foot, Telieth her beads, Lists to the robin’s note Poured from above; Wise little dandelion Asks not for love. Cold lie the daisy banks, Clothed but in green. Where, in the days agone. Bright hues were seen. Wild pinks are slumbering; Violets delay; True little dandelion Greeteth the May. Brave little dandelion! Fast falls the snow, Bending the daffodil’s Haughty head low. Under that fleecy tent Cureless of cold, Blithe little dandelion, Counteth her gold. Meek little dandelion Groweth more fair Till dies the amber dew Out from her hair. High rules the thirsty sun, Fiercely and high; Faint little dandelion Closeth her eye. —Helen B. Bostwick. THE DEER’S HORNS. They Present All the Phenomena of Animal and Vegetable Growth. Why and how is the deer so pecul iarly unlike any other of the bovine race, the horn differing so materially from all the horned cattle in its com position, growth, maturity and de cline? It presents all the phenomena of animal and vegetable growth. It sprouts from the brain without any prolongation of the frontal bone. It rises and breaks through the sinews and takes root on the bone, growing the same as a vegetable. It is nour ished by and secretes albumen upon the surface and disposes of the fibrine the same as an animal. It is clothed with a skin and hairy coat very different from that on the rest of the body. This covering and hair possesses a property unknown in other animal bodies—that of being a styptic to stanch its own blood when wounded. It carries marks of the age on the buck by putting out an extra branch each year, which shows an ad ditional power each year to produce them. And this power does not exist in the female. So this difference is more distinctly marked than in any other class of animals. Again, the horn possesses properties unknown in any other animal matter. It is en tirely inodorous, capable of resisting putrefaction and almost impervious to the effects of the atmosphere. And still water at 300 degrees F. will dissolve these horns readily, even though they are not soluble in alcohol and resist the action of acids and alkalies. It'is the only vegeto animal substance that we know of that does not perpetuate itself by pro creation. The male and the female are sus tained by the same nutrition and ele ments. and the male only produces horns. This phenomenon Is quite as much of a curiosity as the absence of the horn in the buck after shedding.— Florida Times-Union-Cltizen. INVENTED THE DENTAL DRILL. But Nelson Stow Received Little of the Great Profits of His Idea. Many a man while seated In a dentist’s chair with the drill buzzing in a jumping tooth has said to him self: “How I’d like to catch the in ventor of this Infernal machine!” The inventor lives In Binghamton, N. Y. Though it is calculated that the inventor has made for others about 13,000,000, the inventor himself is poor today. Other men have taken the money, and the present condition of the old man would mollify even the fiercest of the dentist’s victims. He is “Is your husband at home ? I’m Diogenes, the philosopher, and I’m looking for an honest man.” “Huh! You must be a pretty poor philosopher if you expect to find a husband who’s an honest man.” 1 constantly at work on some new in vention by means of which he hopes to retrieve his fortunes, but so far his efforts have not been successful. Nelson Stow, when a young man, succeeded in business so well at Cen ter Village, a s tall place near here, that he owned a large part of the town and had many men employed un der him in various industries. Think ing to find a larger field for his activ ity he came to Binghamton and start ed a whip factory, which proved a money-making Venture. He conceived the idea of building a street railroad here, and after consulting Orlow W. Chapman and other prominent men constructed the first, street car line ever built In Binghamton. The project was a failure. Nelson saw that he was losing money and tided to better himself. Having given considerable attention to dentistry he determined to attempt the invention of a machine to do away with the clumsy methods then em ployed in cleaning out cavities in teeth. He worked upon his invention twelve years, and long before he had it finished his rail road line and all his other property was in the hands of others. But success came at last and the flexible shaft drill was completed. Its advantages over the old method were apparent, and a Philadelphia den tal firm placed many orders for Stow, whose Idea was to manufacture the machine himself. He started a small factory here and exhibited the flexible shaft at the Philadelphia centennial, where he received many orders for it. But in filling these orders a fatal mistake was made. Soon after the machines were sent out complaints began to come in that they were use less. Upon investigation It was found that a certain part had been over heated in making the machines and all were worthless. The amount in volved was only SIO,OOO, but it was enough to throw him into bankruptcy. He sold an interest in the flexible shaft to a Philadelphia firm and be fore he could get enough money to gether to start in business again the patent right had expired. Other people took up its manufac ture and it has already yielded them in profits something like $3,000,000. This is in the manufacture of dental drills alone. The flexible shaft, how ever, is used for scores of other pur poses, is used for scores of other pur turing, and millions of dollars’ worth of them are made every year. But the inventor doesn’t get a cent of the profit.—New York Sun. HOW M’KINLEY SHAKES HANDS. New Orleans Physician Says He Does It Eagerly and Firmly. “I had the pleasure of shaking hands with President McKinley while he was in New Orleans,” said a local physician, “and I was very much im pressed with the way he grabbed my hand. He Is not a timid handshaker. He grabs the hand like he meant it— eagerly, firmly and like he was glad to grab it. Do you know, I judge men in this way? I utterly despise the dish-rag handshake, the soft, mushy handshake. I want to feel the muscles of the hand contract and harden. This fishy, wilted, Uriah Heep handshake is an abomination in the sight of men who pay enough attention to it to rea son the matter out. Of course, there are some good men who have a very light grip; but nine men out of ten who hand you a wilted paw are weak in the spinal column. McKinley has a good grip—a good, hard, earnest hand. “By the way, did you ever think about the effect of handshaking on the muscles of the hand, the wrißt and the arm? The muscles of the fingers on the right hand, the wrist muscles and the muscles of the arm and shoul der are more thoroughly developed than the muscles on the other side of the body. The muscles and liga ments that are brought Into play by the hand shaking habit are hard- aed, and this affords one of the reasons for the difference in size between the right hand and the left. There are exceptions, however, to this rule. Sometimes a glove that will slip with perfect ease on the right hand will not fit the left hand at all. It will prove too small. "I have noticed a curious difference in the finger muscles of the right hand. The degree of hardness seems to diminish as you pass from the fore finger toward the smallest digital member, but when you get to the small finger you find something of the hardness which you have found in the first digit The muscles of the two middle flngivs—that Is, the sec ond and third fingers—are compara tively soft. But the muscles In these fingers on the right hand are general ly harder than the muscles in the same fingers on the left hand. These fingers are more active than the others. The thumb of the right hand is harder than the thumb of the left hand, but the difference between the thumbs is not so marked, as these members are always pretty busy. The veins on the right hand and arm stand out more conspicuously than they do on the left, and for the same reasons. “Just where the effect of handshak ing ends on the muscles of the right side of the body cannot with certainty he determined. The molecular ener gies started may reach down through all the muscles of the right hand, but the force is gradually diminished as it leaves the hand, and any difference that might exist between the muscu lar formation: on this side of the main body and the other would scarce ly be perceptible, and consequently would be of no moment. In cases like that of the president of the United States the effect of handshaking on the muscles oi the hand, wrist and arm is very noticeable, even to the man with an untrained eye for such things."—New Orleans Times-Domo crat. ALARM CLOCK IN FERRYBOAT. It Saw Its Duty When Its Owner Went to Sleep and Did It. A naval architect living on Staten Island bought a 43-cent alarm clock the other afternoon, but he doesn't in tend to get another. He purchased the clock in Brooklyn and stuffed it in his pocket while he made sotfle calls. Eventually he forgot all abouf it He took a late boat for Staten Island vej-y much at peace with him self In particular and with the world In general. Although he denies it, his friends say that he went to sleep At. all events the clock saw its duty, and did it, for it “went off” with a bang and a rattle which brought Its owner to his feei and startled every body else on the boat. The naval architect blushed, and the other passengers laughed while the alarm ran on for three or four min utes and then stopped with a sigh of satisfaction. The architect Rays that he is going to tie the clock in his front yard and use It for a watch dog.— New York Mail and Express. A Wall Street Dictionary. Watering—To increase the quantity of a stock without improving its qual ity. Carrying—To hold a stock with the expectation of an advance. Irish Dividend—An assessment upon stockholders. Tip—Private information in ad vance of the movement of a stock. Hunch —A tip passed on one’s in stinct or impression. Big Board—The New York Stock Exchange. ’On Change—The floor of the Stock Exchange. Bucketing—To execute orders in stocks without dealing on any regular exchange. Lamb—A new speculator without knowledge of the market or Its meth ods. Bull—One who has bought stocks expecting an advance. Bear—One who has sold stocks and who gains by a decline. Short—One who has sold stocks for a decline. Long—To have bought for a rise. Loading—To buy stocks heavily. Pool —The stock and money con tributed by a clique to carry through a corner. Covering—Buying stock to satisfy a short sale on the day of delivery. Block—A number of shares bought or sold in a lump. Averaging—Buying or selling stocks on a scale. Slump—A sudden decline in the price of stocks. Boom—The opposite of a slump. Bottom —The lowest point or price reached by a stock. Top—The highest quotation of a stock. Insider—One who causes a move ment in the stock market. Scalping—Buying or selling stocks on slight fluctuations. Piker—A small speculator. Plunger - One who deals heavily in stocks, taking great risks. Blind Pool—A close corporation; cne which does not issue any state ment of expenses or warnings. Crazy Market—One which fluc tuates violently without apparent reason. Collateral—Any security given in pawn when money is borrowed. Squeeze—A sudden movement of the market which forces the bulls or bears to close out their stocks at a loss. Bulge—The upward movement of a stock. Break—A sudden decline caused by a stringency In the money market. Unloading— To sell out stocks which have been carried for some time. New York World. COOL AS A DUDE. How Earthquakes are Regarded In San Salvador. “I was in San Salvador, staying with an American friend.” sc! J the returned tourist, "when one summer’s night, as I sat In a chair on the veranda and he reclined in a hammock, there came a rumbling and a quaking. I in stinctively k-iew it for an earthquake, but I said to my friend: “ ‘Jiin, aren't we in for a calamity of some sort?’ “ ‘Oh, I guess not,’ was the lazy reply. “ 'But that was a shock, wasn’t it?’ " "I guess it was.’ “'How's the house?' “ 'Pretty solid; no need of worrying.’ “There came a second shock after a minute, and that veranda wabbled around under it till my head swam. I heard the servants running and yell ing. and I was pretty thoroughly seared ns 1 said to Jim: “ 'Don’t you think we'd better get out in to the garden where all is clear?’ “ ‘Not yet. The ground out there might open and swallow us.’ "But another such shock will bring the house down on us.’ “ ‘Hardly. That’s only the second shock. The third won't be much worse, but the fourth will be a buster. If there is one, we ll a walk in time.’ “The third shock did make things rattle. The house seemed to be picked up and shaken like a rat. I was not only seasick, but frightened to death as I said: “ 'Don't you think it’s time to move, Jim?’ " Not yet; may not be another shock, and we must keep our dignity before the natives. Just listen for a far-off roaring.’ “In about two minutes we caught it and left, the veranda for the garden, and we were only clear of the house when It collapsed, with every other buih'lng on the place. The earth heaved up as if rolling in waves, and as I was flung down I seized the grass and held on. The shock was over In a minute, and as I sat up I called out: “ ‘For God’s sake, Jim, is this the last?’ "‘Sure, Mike!’ he laughed. ‘We never have to exceed four shocks at once.’ “ ‘And is the house destroyed?' “ ‘Teetotally busted, as you see.’ “ ‘And what—what —’ “‘Oh. nothing!’ he Interrupted. It’s a derned nuisanc of course, hut I’ve got to go to work and build up again. It’s the seventh time, and enough to boro a man, but let’s look for the whiskey and then find a btißh to sleep under. Ho—hum! Why can’t things let a feller alone when he’s dog tired and half asleep?”’ His Name Always the Same. It was evident in his swagger that he was a scion of the British aristoc racy. and the most casual observer could not have failed to note that he was a stranger to the city. He touched on the shoulder n well-dressed auburn-haired young man who was lolling in front of a Broadway hotel. “Pardon me, dear man, but could 1 trouble you for a match?" After lighting his cigar, he con tinued : “Bah .love! this is a remarkable city. Thiß is me first visit to New York d’ye know? I'm a deuced strnnger. but on the other side I’m a person of import ance. 1 am Sir Francis Daffy, knight of the garter, knleht of the bath, knight of the double eagle, knight of the golden fleece, knight of the iron cross. D’ye mind telling me your name, me dear man?" Replied he of the auburn hair, in a deep, rich brogue: “Me name is Michael Murphy, night, before last, night before that, last night, tonight and every damn night— Michael Murphy.”—New York Press. TO WARD OFF INFLUENZA. Belief in Curative Prooerties of the Eucalyptus Plant. Odd little trees are fashionable now as Interior decorations, Instead of the huge palms and other leafy plants that were In high favor a few seasons ago. There Is one pot plant which has lately earned for Itself much popu larity. It Is the eucalyptus tree. Not for Its beauty Is this plant bought and nurtured, nor for its rarity, but because It iR a curative possession, and It is believed to ward off the In fluenza fiend, or. when It Is triumph antly active. tr> "scotch” and kill It The eucalyptus halls from the south of France, whence so many fairer horticultural treasures come. Though the best time to procure plants Is In the summer, at which period of the year influenza Is not usually rife many of the florists In London are now purposely stocking It to meet the demands of those who place faith In Its powers.—London Mall. Wiseacreage. It's a wise child that makes cow ards of us ail. How can we look for change when we re always here and it’s always now? This is a world of sin and misery. n , B man 8 •h&re, and misery wo mans. The modern poet achieves a pen ciled sonnet to a penciled eyebrow. Heart hunger is not so bad as heart indigestion. Our aspirations frequently turn out to be exasperations. Love is the cne window through which the Finite may catch a glimpse of the Infinite.—Carolyn Weils In Smart Set.