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— OLD
FAVORBTES
The Reaper and the Flowers.
There is a Reaper whose name is Death,
And, with his sickle keen.
He reaps the bearded grain at a breath,
And the flowers that grow between.
■“Shall I have naught that is fair?” saith
“Have naught but the bearded grain?
Though the breath of these flowers is
sweet to me,
I will give them all back again.”
He gazed at the flowers With tearful
eyes.
He kiss’d their drooping leaves;
It was for the Lord of Paradise,
lie bound them in his sheaves.
"My Lord has need of these flowerets
gay,”
The Reaper Mid, and smiled;
^Dear tokens of the earth are they.
Where he was once a child.
They shall all bloom in the fields of
light,
Transplanted by my care,
And saints, upon their garments white.
These sacred blossoms wear.”
And the mother gave. In tears and pain,
The flowers she most did love;
She know she should find them all ngatu,
In the fields of light above.
O, not in cruelty, not in wrath.
The Reaper came that day:
"•Twas an angel visited the green earth,
And took the flowers away.
-—Henry W. Ixmgfellow.
Tak. Back the Heart.
Take back the-heart that thou gavest;
What is my anguish to thee?
Take back the freedom thou cravest
Leaving the fetters to me.
Take back the vows thou hast spoken.
Fling them aside and be free;
Smile o’er each pitiful token,
Leaving the sorrow for me.
Drink deep of life’s fond illusion.
Gaze on the storm-clouds and flee
Swiftly through strife and confusion.
Leaving the burden to me.
Then when at Inst overtaken.
Time flings its fetters o’er thee,
- Come, with a trust still unshaken,
Come back a captive to me.
Come back, in sadness or sorrow,
Once more my darling to be;
Come as of old, love, to borrow.
Glimpses of sunlight from me.
Love shall resume her dominion*
Striving no more to be free.
When on her world-weary pinion
Flies back my lost love to me.
ClaribeL
TREED BY A MANIAC.
Lineman Had a Telephone with Him
and That Saved Hi. Life.
"We all meet with strange adven
tures in this world, I guess,” said an
old lineman, "but I think I had an ex
perience Hint beats many a one. While
engaged with the Bell Telephone Com
pany 1 was sent out one day to Und
the trouble between the office and the
Insane hospital at Indianapolis. ’Shoot
ing trouble' is what we call It I fol
lowed the line all the way out and
found the difficulty lay between a
•40-foot pole and the phone In the
men’s building.
"An attendant escorted me from
place to place, but while I was in
tjie ball examining the telephone he
was called away. I was busy with
my work when a band was laid on
my shoulder and a voice at my elbow
said:
”'Say, IB Hint the safe where you
put my money?'
"Astonished, I looked up and Into
the face of an elderly man, who look
ed every inch the gentleman, being
neatly and carefully dressed. For a
moment I was too much surprised to
answer, for his appearance at first be
lled the inference 1 drew from his
question, but closer observation re
vealed an unnatural expression In his
eyes; so, remembering where I was,
I knew he was o maniac. Thinking
to humor him, I said:
“ ‘Yes, I put it there; it Is a good
place for It.'
"Quick as a flash he caught up a
heavy stool that was standing near
and brought it down with all his
might on the telephone, crushing It
“'Give it to me. quick quick!' he
gasped, but I didn't stop to give him
anything, but Just started on a run for
the door^ind there met the attendant,
•who soon quieted the poor fellow and
led him away.
"I had to make another trip to the
city for another telephone, and ns It
was late by this time 1 didn't go back
until the uext day. When I got there
I found several 'trusties’ guarded by
their keepers working in the garden.
I saw my friend of the day before
busy with a large knife topping tur
nips. He glanced up at me, and 1
saw a quick, angry gleam shoot into
his eyes.
"I had to cllmlt a tree in an isolatial
part of tile yard to unfasten n wire
that had In some way caught on a
limb. I connected my test set and
called up the wire chief mid explained
the case to him. so with the work I
had done and talking to him twenty
minutes must have passed. I started
to get down, and when I reached the
lower limb looked for a place to drop,
But I didn’t drop, for there, standing
at tile foot of the tree, stood my crazy
man. the knife still in his band.
“ ‘Come down!' he yelled. T know
you. You are the man that stole my
five thousand. Give It up to me or 1
will kill you, you thief! Come down or
1 will come up there and cut your
heart out!'
“But I didn’t come. I scrambled
higher and yelled for help, though
none came.
"The maniac found a heavy board
Bear, and, placlpg it against the tree,
started to climb up but in bls hurry
•find excitement be did not place It
securely, and when he ,was about half
way up it slipped and he went sprawl
ing to the ground, He got on Ids feet
and tried it once more. Again and
again the tried it, but it would slip
and throw him. Several times, how
ever, lie came within an inch of reach
ing tlie lower limb, from which be
could have easily climbed up to where
I was.
"About tills time another inmate
came sauntering along and at once
took a hand In the game and held the
plank for my friend, who soon made
good headway, and I saw in a few
moments be would reach me.
“I yelled ngaln, but no one came.
At that Instant an Idea flashed into
my brain. I quickly attached the test
set and called the wire chief at the
office.
“ 'For heaven's sake, call up the
insane hospital and tell them to send
help to me, or I am a dead niun.
There are two lunatics after me, and
one of them is coming up "’the tree
with a knife a foot long. Hurry,
hurry, for Gpd's sake!'
"With a surprised exclamation he
cut me out. I looked down and
found the man wns in the tree and
was coming toward me, snarling like
n wildcat.
“Closer lie came, until lie was just
below me when lie seated himself on
u large limb and flourishing the knife,
yelled:
" 'Look at this. Ain't it a beaut?
Won't it cut you, though? It is
sharp, sharp. 1 will cut you up like
a steak.'
“He started toward me. and bad one
hand on my foot, and I had just
raised the other to kick him, when
several keepers rushed up. Two of
them climbed the tree, and Just as he
raised the knife to strike they reached
him and threw a rope around him. So
Intent was he on going for me 'that be
did not see them, and was easily
taken.
"It Is safe to say that whenever
there was work to be done out there I
didn't go.”—Cincinnati Enquirer.
Old-Time Troubles
111-health is a bad thing at any time,
but a hundred and tifty years ago It
was imide more terrible by the reme
dies In use. Blood-letting, of course,
was a simple affair. A writer in Mac
millan's Magazine says that everybody
was bled twice a year, in tlie spring
and autumn. The barbers were the
surgeons, and. like wise men, adapted
their prices to their patients.
A gentleman who so indulged him
self as to go to bed to be bled was
charged half a crown, and Ills tine
lady half a sovereign. Certain days
were unlucky for blood-letting, and
nothing would induce the barbers to
operate on these occasions. Serious dis
eases seem to have been beyond the
medical skill of the day. Villages and
towns simply drove out the Infected
from their midst.
Among remedies herbs, of course,
played a great part. ‘For salves,” runs
an old note-book which had great
vogue, “the country parson's wife
seeks not the city, and prefers her
garden and fields before all outlandish
gums." Sage was held a very great
medicine; It was even asked, In Latin,
"Why should any one die who lias
sage in his garden?" If any one had
a disease of the mouth, the Eighth
Psalm should be read for three days,
seven times on each day. As a remedy
It was "sovereign.”
For insanity or fits whipping wns
prescribed. Little wonder that mortal
Ity was great. In old days In Wessex,
England, persons with Infectious dis
eases were confined In the lockup, and
whipping was deemed too good sot
them. Should tile sick be loud in la
ment, the watchman kept them quiet
by this popular discipline, and one
town has upon its records, “Paid T.
Hawkins for whipping two people that
had the smallpox, elglitpetice.”
Fortunately, the spirit of this age It
different from that.
How a Chinaman Makes Popovers.
The value of a recipe lies partly in
its being accurately set down and fol
lowed. Here are tlie directions for
making a breakfast delicacy called
popovers, as thej- were Imparted by
the Chinese servant tv a ladj’ visiting
In the family:
“You takee him one egg," said the
master of the kitchen, "one lit’ cup
milk; yon tixee him one cup flou’ on
sieve, take plnchee salt—you not put
him In lump. You move him egg lit’
bit slow, you put him milk in, all time
movee. You make him flou’ go In. not
movee fast, so have no spots. Makee
but'led pan all same wa’m, not tod
hot. Putlec him in oven. Now you
mind you bllsness, No llkee woman
run look at him all time. Him done al!
sameo time biscuit”
Willing to Be Obliging.
"You will never leave this house
until you pay what you owe me!"
shouted the irnte landlord.
"All right,” said the boarder; "Just
put that in writing and I'll sign it."
—New York Suu.
Devoted to His Art.
She—. You say you tire devoted to
art. What is the particular art that
you love best?
He —Thou art —Kansas City Jour
nal.-—
Not a High Jump.
"I hear Sprlngley lias Jumped ids
ball.”
"Yes, but it wasn’t very high.”—De
troit Free Press.
Men never object to being overrated
except by the assessor!
JAPANESE COMPLETING THE
FUSAN-SEOUL RAILWAY
Japan has long owned a short railway line from Ohemuipo, the port of
Seoul, to the city of Seoul. Seeing that war was Inevitable, they began the
construction of a railway from Seoul to Fuaan, so that they would have land
communlcatloirliebween ports on the two sides of the peninsula. The Illus
tration slmws the JiipajU-wrrtlTe^npletlng tlie last link on the Fusan end of
this road. ' v
| FOOLING POOR GRANDMO I HER |
Dotty Dimple bad been the petted
family cat for eleven years, and was
I now in the enjoyment of a dignified
[ position and what should have been a
serene old age. These honors were
gladly conceded to her by every mem
: her of the household except a graceless
grandson of hers named Bob. Bol) had
been, from the basket, a rebel and an
outlaw, mid he looked like one. His
one eye was clever and malevolent,
and his general demeanor was a com
bination of mischief and sanctimoni
ous pretension, and so unsavory was
his reputation that all unattached mis
demeanors were promptly laid to "that
rascal Bob.”
In spite of his many black deeds ills
cleverness won him many admirers,
and be swung through his career with
a reckless disregard of the disapproval
of his relatives, human and feline.
His depravity had. during the six
months preceding tills story, taken the
| form of teasing bls grandmother, and
so pertinacious had ills persecution be
come that the usually amiable Dotty
had on several occasions fallen upon
him with a ferocity seldom seen in her
placid existence.
One particularly obnoxious Insult
was to take a running jump over her
back as she was pursuing a stately
promenade, a proceeding that would
have cost him his life bad he been less
nimble. He would make the flying leap
with a "whoop-la” air, and then rush
for a distant fence, where be would sit
grinning with delight at the fury of
Dotty.
Matters had gone on from bad to
worse until the atmosphere was
charged with the smell of battle all
the time. To preserve peace, Bob had
been retire^ from tlie house life almost
Aatlrely, but on this occasion vigilance
slept, and in the afternoon lie saun
tered Into the kitchen with mischief
in his eye. His grandmother was In
her favorite chair, sleeping the sleep
of old age. Her bead had fallen over
the edge of the chair, her mouth was
•lightly open, she was snoring, and she
was dead with sleep.
Bob sat and surveyed her for some
time with his bad-boy air. Then he
rose, very stealthily worked his way
over to the chair, and raising himself
high enough to bring bls mouth close
to her ear, yejled a blood-curdling
“mlau” Into it, and retreated precipi
tately toward the door, where be
watched developments.
The crack of doom could have done
no more for poor Dotty. She flew up
bodily off the chair, spitting, scream
ing, and clawing at the cushions in a
frenzy of fright.
At last panting, exhausted and
wide-awake, she caught sight of her
tormentor, who Immediately fled the
scene, and saved his skin only by
reaching a fence which was beyond
her enfeebled powers.
The truth of this story Is asserted
by one who witnessed the whole epi
sode. After this prank Bob became an
exile from his homo until Ills grand
mother was gathered to ijpr forbears.
MURDER OF KOREA’S QUEEN.
It Rxplalna How the Jnpnncae Hove
Lost Their Influence.
The queen of Korea was a clever
and ambitious woman, wlio stood be
hind the throne and directed the policy
of the country. Being a cousin of the
old Imperial family of China, her
tendencies were entirely anti-Japanese,
•ays the Nineteenth Century and As
ter. Accordingly a conspiracy was
set afoot for her destruction. Pop- '
ular rumor suggested her diplomatic
enemies as bearing a band.
In any case, during October. 1805,
the palaeo was attacked, the king Im
pounded and the queen murdered in
circumstances es brutality unparallel
ed even In the history of Japan, so
prolific in instances of callous cruelty.
Some of the rival nations were said to
have been seen among the murderers
—one evep was pointed out as having 1
■truck the licit blow. Suspicion was
•upposed to hint at the names of some
In high places.
Meanwhile the king was virtually a
close prisoner In the hands of the Jap
anese, who, however, attempted to ap
pease popular rumor by recalling their
minister and opening nn inquiry Into
the manner of the queen's death. This
was finally decided to have been ir
cldental, and the minister Is said to
have been reprimanded. With the
king fhvt' In their hands, the influence
of the Japanese became paramount.
But at last one of the ladies of ths
royal harem contrived to smuggle out
the king In her own sedan to the Rus
sian legation, where he proceeded tc
a prompt reversal Iff his forced |>ollcy
From that day dates the destruction
of Japanese Influence In Korea. It
they ever hold the country It will be
in the chains'of conquest, not in tlie
bands of loyalty. The scanty relict
of the queen have been since trans
lated from tomb to tomb of Increasing
holiness, rft'cordlng to the Korean rite,
by which tlie place of sepulture de
pends upon the verdict of the augur#
as to its suspiciousness, and Is liable
to be changed ns often as the priestly
opltflon alters, or Is set aside by a fresh
conclave of clerics, replacing the form
er, disgraced and executed. Now she
Is on the eve of removal to yet a third
mausoleum of peculiar and inviolable
sanctity, where her poor skull and
Anger bone will be laid to their last
rest, among the treasures of porcelain
which the Koreans bury with the re
mains of their kings and queens.
As for the lady who rescued the
king—the emperor, as he Is now styled
—the next step in her career will be
her elevation to the rank of empress
consort of Korea
SHEEP SHEARERS OF WEST.
One Man with a Record of 230 Sheep
Shorn In a Day.
Some of the wandering sheep shear
ers of the western sheep-raising States
have acquired wonderful speed. There
is a record of one man who sheared 250
sheep in a single day. The average for
each man Is about 100.
The men never tie a sheep. They
seize it by the k>gs with the left hand,
throw It so they can squeeze it firmly
between their legs, and almost before
the sheep has begun to bleat the fleece
Is falling in great fluffy masses. As
soon as the last clip of the shears has
been made the shearer kicks the fleece
out of tlie way, the struggling sheep
is released and races off, and another
one Is bundled In.
It is a great sight to see the woo!
wagons go over the plains to the near
est shipping point. The distances are
so great In many cases that It Is nec
essary to haul as big a load as pos
sible. Consequently the wagons are
laden with bags on bags until tney
are piled like high towers.
It is a common thing to have a load
so great that ten horses have to be
harnessed to it. and as many as
twenty-four horst's are needed some
times.
While many of the sheep growers
own Immense ranges and occupy fixed
territory, there are many tramp herds
that wander from season to season,
browsing on the way. In the winter
they move toward Texas. In the dry
summer they may go as far as north
ern Wyoming or Idaho.—New York
Sun.
A Home Thrust.
There Is one story about the late
Henry Bergh which, it Is believed, is
now for the first time In print While
walking about the streets of New York
City one morning ho saw a teamster
whipping a balky horse:
"Stop that you brute,” be exclaim
ed, "or I’ll have you locked up Inside
of five minutes! Why don't you try
kindness on the animal? Don't you
suppose a horse can be reached by a
kind word, the same as a human be
hig?”
"1 b'Ueve ye're right, sor," replied
the teamster, a quick-witted Irishman
who. with all his faults of temper, was
not a Ixnl man at heart; “an’ if a harse
has feelin’s. sor, don't ye s’spose his
dhriver has, too? Tbry a kolud wor-rd
on th’ dhriver. If ye plaae."
“ The stern face of Mr. Bergh relaxed
Into a smile, and In the better under
standing that followed the horse for
got that It was balking, andstarted oft
in a trot.
The Play's Deflect.
Manager—Yum: piece didn't seem to
go very well lascmght.
Author—No. the audience didn't re
spond at all.
Manager—l noticed you put in sev
eral new Jokes. Cut 'em out and put
Tn some chestnuts In their place and
the piece will go all right.—-Boston
Transcript.
Test of Sanitary Conditions.
The death rate on Infants and young
children—those under five years ot
age is tlie true test of the sanitary
conditions and of the sanitary admin
istration of a community.
Many n man who starts out in tho
world with a determination to rulo
soon goto married and retires to the
rear ot the procession.
THE FRONT fENCE.
Mrs. Walklus returned from a visit
to her sister, who lived In a suburb
of a large city. The smooth lawns
sloping down to the pavement had Im
pressed her. and she looked with dis
content ut the white rail fence which
enclosed her own trout yard. It hail
stood there for thirty years, ever since
Mr. Walkins brought her, a bride, to
their first and only home. Under the
great trees of the village street wbicu
shaded the road on one side and op
the other reached in above Mr. Walk
ins' yard the simple white fence was
hardly noticeable; certainly It was not
ugly or obtrusive. But It must come
down. Mrs. Walking was a progres
sive woman.
“Yes," said Mr. Walkins, when his
wife first set forth her new Idea, “It
ought to come down, and I'll put In
one of those new wrought-Iron fences,
all scrollwork and solid ns a wall.”
"James, you don't understand. I
don't want any fence at all.”
Mr. Walkins put his coffee cup
down into the saucer with a rattle,
smoothed his white beard and mus
tache with his napkin, pulled the nap
kin slowly and firmly across his mouth
and said, "Well, I—snummy!”
“We don’t need any fence, and it
looks better without It.”
“Annie, are you crazy. Who ever
heard of a good bouse and lot without
a^fence?”
“None of the houses In Brookville
have fences."
"H'm! Well, they don't have any
yard, either. There isn't much use
building a fence across your front
stoop.”
“But the big estates don't have
fences."
“Well, this estate Ims, and it's going
to have. Only we'll have a new one.
Heavens to Betsy! You don’t want
dogs and cows running over the place."
"Dogs come In anyway. D'ye ever
see a dog that couldn’t get through
those railings?"
“Don’t know’s I have. But the Iron
fence'll keep everything out short of
a June bug.”
The old fence was down In a few
days, and an agent had taken meas
urements for an iron fence. But there
was a delay at the factory, and the
yard lay without post or picket. Mrs.
Walklns watched the lawn beneath her
bedroom window, and reported to Mr.
Walklns each night that she had seen
no sign of intruder, four-footed or two
footed.
Mr. Walklns kept watch, in ten days
scored one small boy after apples and
one dog. It was a weak score. Mrs.
Walklns begged him to cancel the or
der tor the fence. But he was stub
born In the face of facts, and Anally
resorted to strategy.
He bribed tlie Robbins boy to let
the cows run up on his grass when the
bard came by at night. The Robbins
boy caught the Idea, and that night,
“accidentally, on purpose,” he set a
dozen cows running in a wild stampede
over the sidewalk and up the lawn.
Mr. Walklns stood behind the barn, out
of sight of the house, and chuckled.
He was ready to protect his land in
the rear If the cows came too far. But
they did not come.
Down the walk from the front door
and out across the yard ran am ener
getic little figure. It was Mrs. Walk
lns. A shawl flapped In her hand, and
she rounded up the cows before Mr.
Walklus had time to run down and
help. Then she seized the Robbins
boy and cuffed him. He looked re
proachfully at Mr. Walklns, who took
his wife gently by the arm and said,
“dome, mother, let’s not say anything
about this. I'll send word to that fel
low that we don’t want tlie fence. And
I guess we don't need It's long’s you’re
so spry."—Youth’s Companion.
HOW SKYSCRAPERS ARE BUILT.
Difference Between Steel Frame and
Old-Style Masonry Walls.
Sky-scrapers are the product of a
new era in architecture. They have
all been constructed during the past
fifteen years, and mostly during the
past ten years.
To the Inexperienced eyes these
now buildings .look like the older ones,
and even men’ familiar with their con
struction cannot always distinguish
between them when they are only
eight or nine stories high. It Is not
primarily in appearance, then, that
they differ, and this is true in spite
of the fact that bigness is the most
noticeable characteristic of the modern
building. Dwelling bouses, farm
barua, and small buildings generally,
are built with timber frames, and the
strength of such buildings depends
chiefly upon the good character of the
frame. Other nud more important
buildings are built with masonry walls,
yind the stability of such buildings de
pends upon the good character of the
walls. The former arrangement.is
culled “frame construction," while the
bitter Is ordinarily called "masonry
contraction." It would be less confus
ing, however, to call the latter “nias
sive construction." In one class the
Inherent strength Is In the frame, in
the other class It is In the solid wall.
The two Ideas are fundamentally
different. If the distinction is well
understood, the Way In which the mod
em "sky-scraper” is built will be bet
ter appreciated. It looks as though it
were of masonry construction, but It
Is actually a frame building. Steel Is
used In place of wood in the construc
tion of the frame, and brick, stone and
mortar take the place of clapboards.
In massive construction the walls
carry the floors and roof, and make tho
building strong In every way, but in
the steel frame building the walls do
not do this; indeed they do not carry
their own weight except for the height
of one story. In n typical building
the wall is stippnrted on the steel frame
nt every floor. In appearance It seems
to be continuous, like other walls, but
really It Is nearly. If not quite, cut in
two horozontaily at the height of ev
ery floor. This Is a feature of the
constrnetlon which always seems
strange to people who are not familiar
with It. When the first buildings of
this type were erected In Chicago,
throngs of spectators continually
watched the progress of the work, and
no feature of it Interested them more
than the construction of tlie masonry
walls, started on one of the upper
floors, ns is often done, apparently in
midair.—Woman's Home Companion
HOW MEN COOK IN CAMP.
Take Directions from Mrs. Rarer and
Meet with Hnccess.
Various echoes from the camp reach
me. Frequently. lam consulted aliout
the cooking, find am asked to furnish
recipes. One year my fisherman as
pired to flannel cakes. There wns n<>
reason, he said, why they should not
add this dainty to their fare, espe
cially since It was so easily made. lio
wrote out the directions —flour, eggs,
milk, soda—carefully. The sequel I
henrd later.
Toward tlie end of the week, when
the campers were n little tired of the
fishing and probably of each other,
they decided that the time had como
for the flannel cakes. It was about 3
o’clpck In the afternoon, and they
started at once to get them ready.
One man went for the milk to the
farmhouse on the hill, and while wait
ing, my fisherman medsured out the
flour Into an eight-quart bucket. In
stead of the two quarts called for in
the recipe, be took four, to be sure to
have enough. As they did not hove
eight eggs he took flvp, and—think of
this, ye cooks!—broke them right into
the flour, and proceeded to stir the
mixture until the milk arrived. He
then added the milk and other ingre
dients, and kept a man stirring all the
rest of the day to get out the lumps,
which, It Is unnecessary to add, could
not have been stirred-out In an eter
nity. They tell me there wns a man
on the road coming or going for milk
for two hours, and that when they
finally dvtfisbwl from beating the mix
ture, there wns as much of the batter
on the outside of the bucket and on'
the gallant cooks themselves as In the
bucket Then they baked the batter
In an Iron pan and had supper, and
were thankful to find themselves alive
the pext morning. Verily, cooks aro
born, not made.
i At another time a kinsman aspired
to make an omelet another very sim
ple thing. He took bls directions from
Mrs. Rorer, learned them by heart,
and kept repeating them over and
over. "Give seven beats of the fork."
They tell me he said it at lust in his
sleep. The opinion, however, was
unanimous that he must have given
eight beats or spoiled It some other
way, but all agreed nobody had been
in any danger of dying from the ef
fects, for nobody had been able to eat
it They had better success with Sar
atoga potatoes, and, I judge, learned
to cook several things pretty well—
trout coffee, ham, potatoes, eggs.
Many times during the long winter,
when the blissful summer days seem
very far off, they pine for a cup of the
Coffee they made while eamping.—Foe
est and Stream.
An Ancient Wreck.
By the aid of a diver from SL John,
Thomas Burns, a fisherman from Sea
Wall, N.’S., has recovered nearly $lB,-
000 In gold from the hull of a wrecked
vessel for which bo paid 21 shillings,
and he expects to find even more treas
ures in the hull If luck and fair weath
er continue.
The wreck was that of a brig which
was lost a mile below Centerville sev
enty years ago. She is said to have
been the Barberle, which was wrecked
on her way home nftei^ot three-years'
trading cruise In South American wa
ters. It Is said that her commander
and his son bad on board for tbe own
ers $150,000 In goldt the profits of the
z t rip. U -me
Thomas Burns lamglit the hull as ft
stood for 21 shillings for the sake of
the copper nails and fastenings, which
he secured years ago. Knowing that
a diver was exploring other wrecks
In that vicinity, Burns engaged him to
look Into his own, with tho fortunate
results recorded.
Most of the gold coin recovered Is
Spanish. A‘ good deal has seeming
ly fused Into a mass by being sub
merged so long In the sea water. Ono
piece Itears the date of 1824, nnd Is
stamped Republlca el Colombia. Oth
ers are dated 1817. Burns was a man
of very limited means. By his new
find he now becomes one of tho richest
men In Ills village.—Now York Times.
A Lucky Cal!.
Mrs. McCall —Is Mrs. Gabble at
home?
’ Servant —Yer In luck, malam; shure
ye Jlst kern al the rolght time
Mrs. McCitll —Ah! she Is' fit home,
then, but was going out? I ijope I
Servant—No, ma’am; she’* .list gone
out, an' she’ll not be back till avenin’.
I'liiliidelphia Press.
Kejected for Heart Disease.
In Germany the number of recruits
for the army rejected on account of
heart disease has risen from 9.9 per
1,000 In 181)4 to 17.4. In Prince these
figures for the same years ranged only
from 397 per 1.000 to 4 07.
Ills Unreasonableness.
She—Oh, I M-ould have given any
thing to have had It!
He—Well, why didn’t you buy it?
She—The idea! They wanted half
a dollar tor it— Browning’^ Magazine