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V. t. ClO ii). X Vt'r. have come to a pretty pass when fSje high and low eti it their eyes to ''the riiM8io of a case and upon some trivial by-point give justice a slap iu the face. Inventous who have business tact and ability nny make some money, but tliey are never regarded as public benefactors or aa deserving the honors due to professional patriots. What strange survivals of old forms of speech we constantly meet with. It is said, for instance.' that there are still same old settlers' in Chicago who refer to the Chicago river as "the drink." Dr. Gibibk, at the Pasteur Institute in New York, believes that as human beings can be rendered proof against small-pox by vaccination, bo dogs can be rendered proof against hydropho bia by inoculation. I -r. Eveicv little while some one i3 kill ed while sleeping on s railway track. Of course the remedy for this is for each legislature to pass a law to the effect that people shall not use a rail way track for sleeping purposes. Io not read anything upon which you wish to pass a fair judgment until you are in a pleasant! frame of mind. No production, however meritorious, favorably impresses the reader who is vexed, irritated and uncomfortable. On more than one occasion chemists a,,i physicians have shown that the " i present fashion of having bodies roughly- embalmed 6hortly after death throws serious difficulties in the way of chemical analyses in cases of sus pected poisoning. In; Wyoming the women have voted so long that nobody thinks anything about it. From all accounts women go to the palls just as simply and nalucll as they go to the postofflce or the railroad station. And from present observations they look very nvich like other women. The miserable thief who steals a pocket book is a babe in influence and and example compared with the busi ness man who, under the outward seeminff of honor and Drohitv. defrauds his associates oufcoitbousands. It isJ hot tbxj money, il is the loss of faith in us-.n?ss iniegritw mac is invoivea. mr these He at the foundation of all busi ness transactions. : ; 'IUik way to establish trade with the '"Mexicans is to seud ' ageuts amoug them, not only to sell I things, but to le.f.'h the purchasers how to use them. J'ho ae it must ' bo nrat only a sales- hi.i.i Ivii h teacher. Ana that is what he is not. at the present time. Ho (represents both a tool company and a jhuir-oil syndicate, and iihe can renp a rich harve st of com millions by vend ing h Air-oil ho aavotas his energies to that trade and drops the tool trade. v "! It is the duty of every !ciU;:en sum pionoa bofo;-c iha grand jury at any iituc or in ;.ny case to refine 10 answer kuy quesMoii outside the: grand jury room. Only jra;;u jurors liave a rijrht to put questions. Any one. no matter what his pretensions, undertaking to bully, bribe or. intimidate by disten Itenlion or threats , of arrest any ono iinlo answering questions outside the grand jury room may be punished if fhe right steps be taken before the .criminal judge. j The tendency of every race track is toward degeneracy. An honest jockey Is a rare bird, but a strict management, holding the whip aggressively, can iuoinpel houest races. One corrupting jinfluence is the close connection be tween the betting-shed and the slabies. 'The average bonk on an iuteresting event is $3,000. Multiplied by forty the wagers are something like $120,003. Half of it is the money of amateurs nni stragglers, who accept the oook maker's dictum as to the favorite and back him. j i Nature produces but one kind of ielectricity known to scientists . or .'observers, the only difference in the . leurreuts being greater or less propor tions in the quantity of the current or ;in the electro-motive force, voltajro or .tension of the current There is no ; difference between the electricity pro duced by chemical action in the cells of a battery and that produced by magnetism in the armature of a dynamo or that produced by a flash of lightuitig. Popular theory has -pictured several kinds of electricity, when in fact there is but one. j IZ courts in.EWlani are stern fcnd ;..,t.il Uf"e o: me lasii&ou- L I T U . .1 . 1 till- " . able "uests t Stanley's weddinff ho stole Msveral va' uable silver spdlons from the room iu which the weddnng presents were exl ibitod was arrested and se.iteuced to t "o weeks' imprison ment. She was a widow with grlat wealth and a prominent light in tod highest circles of tondon society. In the United owi hav ben called ly the ' fashionable name of kleptomaAia nd she, would .A,m banded from the court-rofts . ii. c-rrtai-,'v" poio. .3 ":ov.3 L-L-ctj rrosi totarertt ng Short Selections, Calculated to Stall Vm Wlnr, Happier and . . Better. t . ' llTing la Vain. God grant t may not bve in vain, Some uncles. part fulfilling; Like water gathered not again. Which careless band is spilling. May I but add my being? force To that eternal river i Which lias in God's own love Its source, And flow to him forever. Some Christian song may I but write, -And to hU altar bring 'it; Bome hymn of praise to Christ indite, And after-ages sing it. To some lo.t soul the gospel preach, Give him kind exhortation ; Borne little child the way may teach, ' And bring it to salvation. By some lone couch may breathe a prayer, Or send some tender token To save tbe tempted from despair. Or binu the heart that's broken. That me, at last, my Lord may know, And give me recojrniticn, Because I walked with him below. And kept the great commission. - Maliomctaub at Prayer. Writing from Constantinople, Frank Carpenter says: ' By the liberal use of' backsheesh, ac companied by my Mahometan guide, I obtained admission to the gallery of Santa Sophia last night. It was 9 o'clock when I arrived and the acres of floor below me were covered with wor shippers. In long, regular lines, with their faces toward Mecca, sitting- on their knees, were at least five thousand Mahometans. In turbans and gowns, with their bare or stocking feet, looking up at the gallery, .they formed long, lines of curious colors on" the white mats away down there under the float ing flames. From the back of the church came the shrill voice of tbe Imaaum who was leading the devotions. It was a wonderful tenor, which pene trated the remotest recesses of the vast mosque, and in response to which these live thousand turbaned men rose and fell like clock work in their devotions. They moved as one man, and when they sunk to their knees the striking of ten thousand legs upon the floor made a A MAHOMETAN AT PRAYER. noise like the rumbling of a cannon in the distance, and when they bowed their bead to the floor tbe sound came up as though it had been mnde by the fall of some great weight rather than by the touch of live thousand heads. In the front of each worshipper Was pl.iced his noes, aim at the close bl the services each Mahometan took these in his hands and walked with them out of the mosque. the Mahometan prayers and method of praying is fixed by the Koran, and these 5,000 men all prayed in the same wav. I noted their actions from the beginning to the end of each prayer. the person praying must tirst remove his shoes and sandals and turn his face towards Mecca. He must bathe his hands and l'eet and certain other parts of his person before entering the mosque, and in the court of this Mosriue of Santa Sophia, there is a la rare and beautiful fountain. Eutering the mosque and standing in the right posi tion the worsiiipper begins by putting his hands to the lobes of his ears and he then holds them a little below his jrirdle. He then goes through a number of pros trations, recitin-' certain pravers from the Koran as he does so. If he is a faithful Mahometan he prays five times every day and be does not care for bi surroundings. At the hours of prayer Mahometans will begin their devotions in the midst of a crowd. They will stop their business transac tions, and whether in the store or in the lield they will drop down on their knees and pray. I remember entering a rug bazaar in Alexandria and calling upon a gray-bearded turbaned Turk while he was engaged in bis devotions. He was standing on a rug in the back of the store looking towards Mecca and mum bling the Koran. He must have seen me as Iientered with a party of Ameri cans, aikd though he knew I iutenJed to buy h paid no attention to me. He continued his kneeling down and rising up for fully fifteen minutes and I sat down and waited until he was through. There were many other rusr establish ments near by, and he must have known that he stood a chance of the loss of a sale by not attending to me. This made no difference, however, to him. It would be a curious thing to see a mer chant in New York or Chicago stop bis sales in, the middle of the day and drop down on his knees and pray in the pres ence of; his customers. Kf? Vonr Word. Whatever else you do never violate your word. In this respect we are de generating'as a people, for years ago when men said they would do anything on their word of honor, it was done. Nowadays men make promises, never intending to keep them, and hence a want of confidence in each other marks the human race. A fully truthful man is a pearl in the days in which he lives, but he is not appreciated by the masses, because the masses are given to equivo cation, so educated and forced to lie in self-defense, hence we have broken promises, misplaced confidence, wound ed hearts and general bickerings. Men's cupidity leads them to prevaricate; ma'r love of money leads tbem to lie; a. . of aiiu i . i t uiatn to L. tp reputs t.,v.r n i of bonor.ii udauioiM ar. nr prin ciaed are pressing down ths timid; modest, honest, truthful men of the age, and hence there is a want cf con fidence ia each other and an unstable condition. Let every man adopt tbe motto: "My word Is as good as my bond," and maintain it in his personai integrity, and confidence would soon be restored and a happier state would soon exist. Again, society should ignore the man who habitually lies instead of pet ting biro; should frown down the pre varicator instead of laughing at bis vi I lainous attempt to deceive; should boy cot the man who heats instead of be who gives honest measure, and on the other hand, society tihould uphold and maintain men of trvth, of honor, of virtue, of manhood, and who are honest in their dealings with the public But will society do this? We are afraid Bot. Individuals can do it and thus would society, and if each one would start out with a determination to main tain his word of honor, much could be accomplished toward a great and very necessary reform. T. M. Newson, in Midway News. Lost Character. - What would we not give to regain our lost character? In moments of earnest reflection we curse the day that we first offended against the laws of our country. No man of us, if he has common sense, but wishes in bis heart that he bad never- been guilty of a dis honorable act. Every time we see ho. upright man we unavoidably compare ourselves with biiu, greatly to our own belittlement. We say tbat if we had our lives to live over again we would keep to the straight and narrow path. It is useless to talk of what we would do: our life lies before us; the narrow path is right along side of tbe crooked one we have been traveling and we need but take one step to reach it. Why do ve not take that step? Simply be cause at some time in our lives on find ing ourselves in the crooked way, we determined to follow it until some sta tion had been reached where the two paths met and the transition would be easy and unnoticed by any save our selves. But not one of a thousand ever reach that station; they either abandon tbe undertaking or keep on stumbling and falling by the wayside until worn out they succumb to the inevitable con sequences of dissipating their energies. At last, when too late, comes the awakening to tbe fact that their lives have been a failure. -"-Prison Mirror. The Original "Boy Preacher." Those who happened to drop into the Continental about 10 a. ru. yesterday would have been gratified by a sight of a much-talked-of .evangelist, Thomas Harrison, the '-boy preacher," who bad just registered from the modern Athens. As he leaned over the couatsi and talked to the clerks his appearance was carefully studied by the bj-standers. Mr. Harrison is apparently about forty three years old, with a smooth-shaven, rather droll-looking face, peculiar dull bluish gray eyes, and, with his black, low-crowned slouch hat and rusty black clothes, conveys the impression of the average low-comedy actor. He is about 5 feet (j inches in height and of very spare build. He has a habit of clutch ing one by the upper arm and biting his under lip when in conversation. When joked with on the subject of bis blonde admirer, who follows him about tbe country and sends him bouquets, be looked knowing and rather pleased than otherwise as he bit his uuder lip in his usual manner. Philadelphia Enquirer. Kent eded. A tramp knows what it is to be leg weary, a larm laborer to be body-weary, a literary mun to be brain-weary, and a sorrowing man to be soul-weary. The sick are often weary, even of life itself. Weariness is a physical or spiritual "ebb tide" which time and patience will con vert into a "'How." It is never well to whip or spur a worn-out horse, except in tbe direst straits. If he mends his pace in obedience to ihe stimulus, every step is a spark subtracted from bis vit al energj-. Idleness is not one of the faults of the present age; vvpariness is otie of its commonest experiences. The checks which many a man draws on his physical resources are innumerable; and as these resources are strictly limited, like any other ordinary banking ac count, it is very easy to bring about a ba lance on the wrong side. Adequate rest is one kind of. repayment to the l:urk. sound sleep is another, regular eating and good digestion another, N. Y. Witness. Sweet ITse f Adversity. The touch of adversity is just as ne cessary to bring out the" best there is in some men as is the touch of the frost to reveal the glories of tha autumn. What is more beautiful than a tree or forest Hashing with all the colors of the rainbow! How delightful is a drive with these bouquets of nature lining the roadside! It is said these splendors of the autumn foliage are the sunshine which the trees have been silently stor ing up during the summer when the sun has been shining upon them. Happy ! i is the man who, in the sunshine of prosperity, has enriched his life with tiiose srraces of character which will shine out most beautifully when tbe touch of adversity; or sorrow comes.' Christian Enquirer. Maxim ot Itter it Let none wish lot? unearned gold. Be honest and thCii be generous. To-morrow may never come to us. Mockery never degrades the jnst. One fib is oft the cause of ten more. The poorest are the most charitable. The post of honor is the post cf duty. It is not parsimonious to be economi cal. Wealth nor power can ennoble the mean. To-day is all the time we absolutely have. It is not selfish to be correctin your dealings A single fact is worth a folio of a ment. Tbe worth of a thing depends on want of it. Honesty is better capital thau sharper s cunning. Small profits little risk; large pn trreat risk. ts s-imtUiinir wironsr when a man isaffaid of himself. Waiose credit is suspected is not aje to V trusted. Conscience dead as a stone is a baa. SI lit li aR.. v- - -rt3 cj r : -- v yv. ( ii ii e. ceremony was w over. . 1 1 had not seemed verr hard or very long. Yet other brides had wan.ed her that it would be both. "I, Anna, take had been uncon thee David" she scious of effort in the saying. Tongue and throat acted automatically, fol lowing the smooth voice of the rector much as she followed responsive his intoned prayers each Sabbath. Only now there was no stained-glass win dow to watch, nor could she ponder upon the memorial tablet just above the - pew, her frequent occupation while she joined in the general 'con fession of having followed too much . the devices and desires of the'heart. Yet was her mind no more fixed or definite than . then. Her eyes wan dered and saw that a picture hunor slightly askew above .he mantelpiece. She even made a step forward to set it straight when she noticed the rector was saying "Anna, wilt thou?'' and her dazed senses caught at the idea of an admonition. She glanced down ward, and observed how rosy were the creases showing through the little tri angular gap just above the first but ton of her plove. Why were all gloves made so foolishly tight that they dis torted that portion of the hand, she wondered? And all the while tbe rector was droning on words that she did not understand. They knelt, and he, David, this tall, straight man beside her. seemed tc feel how cold was her hand within its glove, since he pressed it tenderly, re assuring. "How good is he!"- she thought, swiftly, and then, looking upward, saw that the white spray which bound her veil as a wreath had uncoiled and loosened. The brown stem stood stripped and bare of its white blossoms for an inch or more. "It looks like a horn," she thought, listlessly, as she had thought things all that day and for many days, 'like the horn of a devil;" then a great hor- r sraoto upon her. "It is that-" tbe TOO I.ATE ! 'I am 4 bad shuddered. woman- bad woman." ' " Life everlasting Amen!" the last word drawn out, sonorous, resonant, in the rector's best style. Tne ceremony was over. They rose to their feet. A brief pause followed, then the rector was saying something, there were kisses on the bride's cheeks, sweet phrases ia her ears: good wishes and congratulations mad a buzz throughout the room. And ever at her side stool the tall, straight man with the clear brow and i the frank eye. She couAd' feel the out turned edge of his arm pressed toward her in mute sympathy and support,, an unnoticed putting of love into the quietest of actions. Yet it failed to stir her apathy. She was still think ing, inconsequently, of the grotesnue horn peering over her bridal veil. She even put slyly out first one foot and then tbe other, to see which of them was cloven. ' But she saw only dainty white bottines, embroidered with tiny pearis, and above them strips of soft est white silk hosiery. No, the cloven foot was clearly lacking. She wondered vaguely at its absence, almost fretfully, as one wonders at an absent though invited guest. She felt that it ought to have been there, for these strange words kept still hum ming themselves in her brain, the words of her other, inner self "How good he is; how bad am I!" There .was the wedding .breakfast, the clinking of giasses, the perfume of flowers, the making of toasts. She had inserted a silver knifo in the great white cake which stood before her, simply because they told her to do so, and then she forgot all about it. The tall, straight man at her side stood and said many words. They were good words, she thought, faintly, the good words of a good man, and she she was so bad. A party of merry girls took her to her room up-siairs and began, to help her off with her white garments. Even the "horn" fell, she grimly no ticed And they put dainty patent leather sl!3S where the white em broidered ones had been aad dark, clinging draperies instead of the snowy ones, and then they went out and left her s lone. . . -.-' She went to the window; opened it, leaned out aud tried to think. There lay the smooth lawn below, with tha gaudy geraniums, its late glory and ceuter- iove, bruised into a yellowing crispness of decay. There was the hedge of evergreen fir, bat beyond that was a long line of unfamiliar carriages. They wearied her. She turned her listiess eyes the other way; there was the Jlarbary tree in its scarlet and green livery, standing gSard by the library wirdow! Oh! a sharp pain sent the' b'ood stinging to the apple of her throat and tearing at her eyeballs. It was there - that she had crept a ad hidden to read a letter only a week ago and the red berries haa dwpped uson hc-r breast as t.he writhed beneath the boughs ana every drop seemed as a fkne to burn into her heart. How could one suffer so and. live? ' Aud why was she "bad?" She oould if r tt.it remember." SUft only knew iaa V-.h.t day beneath the .. iiarbary trea was tbe .last wrench ia giving up jho fotbiddea: . the had thought shi. was beiajrgood and noble, wjj keeping her promise a the highest canons of duty demanded. Was pitting aside temptation and yet thei voice kept saying sbe was bad. . It was a problem her learning could not clear. . Some one was calling at the . door, caUiner some other person with an un familiar name - would they never leave off? i They bothered her. Then someone else, a man, boldly crossed tbe threshold of her room, laid his hand upon her arm, bent low and siid: ."Anna, love of me come, ,we shall be late." . She let hint lead her away. He was so tail, so strong! Drn ia the hall below people were ..waiting. Some of them were ' crying, and it made bcr vaguely sad. . She tried to efface her self by stepping into the shadow of a oookcase, and ; then someone sought her ought and said: "Good-by, Miss-l Irwin," and everyone laughed at what they called his "blunder." ,- ' She wished they would not. It con fused her; why should they laugh -because he called her Miss Irwin was that not her. name? Ah, no, the re memberedand there Were more good byes,, and many kisses, and she was seated in the carriage beside the tall, straight man. arid they were driving down the hill that she knew so well. How good' it all looked.' The trees touched by the first early frost into a spiked glimmer of gold and flame. The little iriver, singing exultant of recent rains beneath .the ' bridge upon which the hoofs of the horses smote sharply, with a ringing sound. The world was fair, so very fair. . Did it not seem thus to "those who were about to die. she wondered, so sweet and dear a ; world to close their eyes upon, and have darkness shut in upon their lids forever? -; The man at her side bent over her. coming between her and her thoughts. She felt his arm about her; sbe heard bis whisper of "Anna, my little wife, after all the weary years of waiting." For one delirious moment she gave herself up to thinking tbat these were other arms, to believing even the voice another voice, to dreaming that she could look up and see the stern, dark face of the absent; instead of the clear trow ami frank eyes of ths'present. Then she tore herself away with a little choking cry of horror at herself and hatred. The man looked, saw the carriage had almost reached the station plat form, .saw a merry party thereon gathered, and said, apologetically, "Oh, I see, dear, they are here before us," and then, smiled brightly to the wedding guests who had preceded them. The long wind swept aside shawls and wraps as they walked and gave to "ordinary people about the depot glimpses of satin shoon and lace ruffles and glittering arms, and here and there a flower qnd a jewel. There was an abundance of laughter and rics, and both were distributed by the restless ones unable to wait quietly for the belated train and the proper season for rice-throwing. Anna felt the cold, hard grains press against the hollow of her neck, but only smiled. It was a dream, and she her self but a ' fantasy among shadows The dream grew more and more con fusing. The bridegroom was hurried away to the ticket office upon some errand which had become entangled. A thought of temporary freedom seized her. She must get away from this confusion of shadows. She turned in the direction which her husband had taken. The shadows lausrhed about hr: "She cannot loose sight of him even a moment. Oh, Anna, won't yon be known for a bride at 1 once? ' and a tenderer than the rest mur mured: "How she must love him!" But Anna did not follow her hus band beyond the first door. Crossing a waitinfr-room she opened a second door and emerged into the outer air ajyain, and upon a second platform. She knew the place we 1. Here was but a single track and less light aud fewer people. Here she could ba more quiet to think the problem out why the voict kept saying she was "bad." She paced up and down, and the wind blew her silk-lined mantle into cling ing, classic folds about her. Still it cooled her head and cleared her brain. Why was she bad? Had she not kept her promise of years? Had she not irrevocably sent away that other man who had made vows even as hers now wert ? She had suffered; so, doubtless, would he. At the latter thought the old cruel pain clutched a heart and throat but she had done what she thought right. Up to to-day her life had appeared pure, ' spotless, blameless. She anC that other man had drifted into loving almost with out knowing, but upon realisation of their folly thev had given each other up, had done their duty singly. How, then, could either of them be "bad?" But the voice kept saying it and Anna Irwin no.; Anna Mclntyre cringed as she recollected a saying of her father's whan once as a child she had sobbed to see a debased and cursing wretch Iragged along the streets by a policer. an. ' She ia a bad woman, my darling;." But she Anna hpw could she ? Why, , her only, sin was in t'tinking of that other man a thing which had only become a sin at the HJa.'riaga ceremony of to-day. But Was it a sin? Lake a flash came to her memory of the sermon of. the mount "whosoever looketh" the heart thought was with him even as the deed, a thing thy purveyors of creeds too often forgot, Sne saw and understood. f ' A shrill whistle sounded; just be yond two green lights lowered; the gates of a crossing were c'.nsing for an apprcaching train. Was it the train that the v were waiting for? " Was it tb? train that wouid take her into that new place where her home to be? 'Soons even now, she must go away: away with that man from whose encircling arm : she s'hrssk while they were in the . cafriage. What a horrible what a, vile thing such action woutd be! He wis a good man, yes, and she was very - bad. Ijut bow could she have him ra ber . em brace when another man was in he? heart? , ' : - ' Tho whittle Bounded nearer. A bell clanged tuntultaously. A red glare showed beyond the pifctform. It was not, then, their train, but osvoit this single, lonelier track. . With that aear i'titr light shining upon her distended eyeballs a new light seemed to pieree the brain of th g-irL fc'he lifted two slender hands in the rt end call-vi foftly, exultantly: 'Ko; 1 st if? row I am a good woman good woman . the went ftlj Ln flare- 'of ','ight. ; and I wheels, and no out- cv . sickening: noise of oit ' a gush of blood red a s i ? . berries, over tbe dull iro .i c. . a shriek of horror from r.i ; a shrill command too late i the engine " And then the bridegroom through tbe open door calling for his bride to come. ENGLISH ROADS. The Macadam tnitn Hlcht Tr B Utilised Her Macadam, an American, sra? i-ry- land the splendid roads on whica tl'-- old coaching records were madeAMi l which she enjoys to-day. It ia wooi devoutly to bo wished that bia feoun trymen mayfoDw his sound advice and set about road-making . up to date. Our roads, lit both city and country, as a rule, are just sixty years behind the age." Many years previous to the Macad&ta road being introduced in England five miles an hour was considered first-class work. ' When the Manchester merchants, in 1754, to facilitate business, placed their Vflying coach" oa the rcadt e- . tween London and ; their city (18? miles) aud timed it to reach the i ier place in four days and a half, t was considered most incredible anc new sensation in the world. Frc London to Exeter . (173 miles), 1742, the coaches took a fortnight slow, but not always sure. . What i change came over the country whe the perfect roads have free acces all over it; and in consequence' an extraordinary rise In the value of land took place". A few records tna be of interest,always bearing injr'J the coaches carried heavy loadsi sengers, luggage and jnaaila; : ; , The Holyhead, and London t was considered the finest in ' country, being built by the wor known Telford, and 260 miles in tent. . The surface was ; so peril that no horse walked any part of t . . . . I .V .V 1 . , eT it I juuruey, auuuuga me ittsw iui mii mil, nevV from Shrewsbury, to Holyhead, through a very hilly country. records made on it were , nev beaten, not I even by the "Quicksl yer" on the Exeter road. The' Mar uhester "Telegraph" traveled soml Dart of the ionrnev on this ru nr did her 186 miles to London inl eighteen hours and fifteen minutes. The "Wonder, between Shrewsbury S and London, 158 miles, made her! journey in fifteen hours and three quarters. - This is a remarkable ex ample of sustained speed, which has never been surpassed. The "Won der" va! so regular in her time that the country people set their clocks Iyher. May day, however, was the great day On which the coaches tried, to beat their own time. - . The- ''Independent lallyhiV' run- ) ning between London and Birmingj- bam, covered the distance, 109 miles! in seven hours and thirty minutes on May 1, 1830. The Shrewsburj'-re( hound" made her trip to London. lo; miles three furlongs, at the rate of j twelve miles an hour, including stop-; f pages, on May day, 1833.; This means galloping the greater part of the dis-1 tance, and is strong evide'nee as to f what can be done on perfect roadri Let us hope the shade of Macadah will help us ere we despair, it present we are traveling od md roads, and such neglect of his natiVA , land shows a want of thought for the present generation's comfort ;tv: X'bacliadnezaur-a HnBf tag ttardou; : The-"hanging gardens of Babylon" were built by , Nebuchadnezzar ? to gratify his wife, A myitis, a native of Media, who longed for something ia this flat country to remind her of her mountain home. They consisted "C an artificial mountain, 403. feo on each side.riaing by successive terraces to a length which tovertopped . walls of the city. The terraces them selves were formed of a succession of piers, the tops of which were covered, with flat stones sixteen feet long and ( four feet wide. Upon these, were t spread beds of matting ; then a .thick f layer of bitumen, cohered with-shee' of lead.v Upon this solid p&vetsfeE earth was heaped., some of the tU; being hollow so V as to afford fippt for the roots of the largest ee Water was drawn Jbom the 'n1 -v -as to irrigate these g&r4ew thus presented to the eye the olppe , ance of a ; mountain clothed m v j dure. Now Orleans' Times-Den. crat. . : - - ; ' j What lld it. The Coroner You say in opinion the- man was killed y'. funny story. 1, Explain yourself. The. Drummer, witnass at the 1 quest It's this way. Wa were a standing at the head of vbe stairs d iha aecond floor of the hoteL ; . , j The Coroner Yes; go oa - ( -The Drummer Gaggs, the sn' man, said he had two or; three go! ones to teil us. : ? If The Coroner -I understand, f The Drummer -He start-ad I rit in with one of them. 7 Nonlof ? caught on except .' tho poor falro , ing there dead. He 1 ; f ' The Coroner He what? The Drummer He tumbled to,'ths first story. The fajl killed him. Hotci World. clUa Under Ui&eatcir. Seal Estate Agent Our map" of Marshland ia very . attractive, bat I think it would be wise to damp a few loads, of ; stone into those staked cat boulevards, so people in search of j suburban lots can walk an them . ; - CapitalistLet 'em fix things them aeives after they bay VJU)' V'But the place isj " 1 r 1 to heir X. )) o A