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'WHAT HE TOLD ME AT THE
It was the day before he went
To join his ship, a Sabbath day;
3?he air was fragrant with the scent
That came from fields of new-mown hay.
,- "When church was out, I know not why
I paused a moment at the door;
iHe did not bow and pass me by
As he had often done before.
But, coming straight to -where I stood,
He asked if :be might see me home;
AnCL o'er the field and through the wood
A-happy hour we two did roam.
"We plucked the poppies In the field,
I And in the wood we gathered ferns,
TBut half his thought he kept concealed
Like hidden fire that smouldering; burns.
'"But when-we reached the stile that crowns
The hill above my father's farm,
JSven as a sinking man that drowns
He seized me quickly by the arm.
.And as I stood with bated breath, "
Jiot knowing what to do or say. "
He told his love, and said till death
My face would be his star alway.
I wonder if he sees his star
While sailing weary, weary miles
Over the southern billows, far
Away among the tropic isles?
Surely he must, for steadfastly
It shines, with light for none but him;
Ay, everybody seeing me.'
Says that my eyes are growing dim.
Bt is because from morn till night
I gaze across the treacherous deep:
But when he comes they will be bright
Once more, and I no longer weep.
N. I . Ledger.
15HE LITTLE GOLimINERS OF THE
The mother had died crossing the
'plains, and their father had had a leg
hroken by a wagon wheel passing over
it as they descended the Sierras, and he
"was for a long time after reaching the
Tnines miserable, lame and poor.
The eldest boy, Jim Keene, as I remember
him, was a bright little fellow,
but wild as an Indian and full of
chief. The next eldest child, Madge,
was a girl of ten, her father's favorite,
-and she was wild enough, too. The
.youngest was Stumps. Poor, timid,
starved Little Stumps! I never knew
his real name. But he was the baby,
and hardly yet out of petticoats. And
lie was very short in the legs, very short
In the body, very short in the arms and
neck( and so he was called Stumps because
he looked it. In fact he seemed
;to have stopped growing entirely. Oh,
you don't know now hard the old plains
"were on everybody when we crossed
fchem in ox-wagons, and it took more
than half a year to make the journev.
" The little children, those that did not
die, turned brown like the Indians, in
that long, dreadful journey of seven
months, and stopped growing for a
Por the first month or two after reaching
the Sierras old Mr. Keene limped
about among the mines trying to learn
the mystery of finding gold and the art
of digging. But at last, having grown
strong enough, he went to work for
wages, to get bread for his half-wild
little ones, for 'they were destitute in-
Things seemed to move on well then.
"Madge cooked the simple meals, and
Little Stumps clung to her dress with
his little pinched brown hand wherever
- she went, while Jim whooped it over the
hills and chased jack-rabbits as if he
were a greyhound. He would climb
trees, too, like a squirrel. And, oh!
it was deplorable but how he could
At length some of fhp. minors, , sfipincr --
xhe bov must come to some bad end 11
not taken care of, put their heads and
their pockets together and sent the
children to school. This school was a
mile away over the beautiful brown
hills, a long, pleasant walk under the
green California oaks.
Well, Jim would talce the little tin
dinner bucket, and his slate, and .all
I Ttheir books under his arm and go
booming ahead about half a mile in advance,
while Madge with brown Little
Stumps clinging to her side like a burr,
would come stepping along the trail
under the .oak trees as fast as she could
' .But if a jack-rabbit, or a deer, or a
3Iox crossed Jim's path, no matter how
"late it was, or how the teacher had
threatened him, he would drop books,
lunch, slate and all, and spitting on his
hands and rolling up his sleeves, would
hound away after it, yelling like a wild
Indian. And some days, so fascinating
was the chase, Jim did not appear at the
school-house at all; and of course Madge
and Stumps played truant, too. Sometimes
a week together would pass and
the Keene children would not be seen at
the school-house. Visits from the
schoolmaster produced no lasting effect.
'The children would come for a day or
xtwo, then be seen no" more. The school-
mnctpr nnd their father at last had a
serious talk about the matter.
-"What can I do with him?" said Mr.
4 'You'll have to put him to work,
said the schoolmaster. -"Set him to
hunting nuggets instead of birds-nests.
I guess what the boy wants is some
"honest means of using his strength.
He's a good boy, Mr. Keene; don't despair
of him. Jim would be proud to
be an 'honest miner.' Jim's a good
boy, Mr. Keene."
"Well, then, thank you,
said Mr. Keene. "Jim's a good
boy; and Madge is good, Mr. School-.master;
and poor starved and stunted
motherless Little Stumps, he is good as
gold, Mr. Schoolmaster. Andl want to
be a mother to 'em I want to be father
and mother to 'em all, Mr. Schoolmaster
And ril follow vour advice. I'll
put 'em all to work for gold.
The next day away up on the hillside
under a pleasant oak, where the air was
sweet and cool, and the ground soft and
dotted over with flowers, the tenderhearted
old man that wanted to be
"father and mother both," "located" a
claim. The flowers were kept fresh by
a little stream of waste water from the
ditch that girded the brow of the hill
:above. Here he set a sluice-box and
put his three little miners at work with
pick, pan- and shovel. There he left
" i them and limped back to his own place
in the mine below.
And how they did work! And how
.pleasant it was here under the broad
.Soughs of the oak. with the water
plirfg through the sluice on the soft,
loose soil which they shoveled into the
long sluice-box. They could see the
mule-trains going and coming, and the
clouds of dust far below wmch told
them the stage, was whirling up the
valley. But Jim .kept steadily on at his
work day after day. Even though jack-rabbits
and squirrels -appeared on the
very scene, he would not leave till, like
the rest of the honest miners, he could
shoulder his pick and pan and go down
home with the setting sun.
Sometimes the men who had tried to
keep the children at school would come
that way, and, with a sly smile, talk very
wisely about whether or not the new
miners would "strike it" under the cool
oak among the flowers on the hill. But
Jim never stopped to talk much. He
dug and wrestled away, day after day,
now up to his waist in the pit.
One Saturday evening the old man
limped up the hillside to help the
young miners "clean up."
He sat down at -the head of the sluice-box
and gave directions haw they should
turn off the most of the water, wash
down the "toilings" very low, lift up
the "riffle," brush down the "apron,"
and finally set the pan in the lower end
of the "sluice-toil" and pour in the
quicksilver to gather up and hold the
"What for you put your hand in de
water for, papa?" querried Little
Stumps, who had left off his work,
which consisted mainly of pulling flowers
and putting them .in the sluice-box
to see them float away. He was sitting
py his father's side, and he looked up
in his face as he spoke.
"Hush, child," said the old man,
softly, as he again dipped his thumb
and linger in his vest pocket as if about
to take snuff. But he did not take
stuff. Again his hand was reached
down to the rippling water at the head
of the sluice-box And this time curious
but obedient Little Stumps was silent.
Suddenly there was a shout, such a
shout from Jim as the hills had not
heard since he was a school boy.
He had the "color." "Two colors!
three, four, five a dozen!" The boy
shouted like a Modoc, threw down the
brush, and scraper, and .kissed his little
sister over and over, and cried as he did
so; then he whispered softly to her as
he again took up his brush and scraper,
that it was for papa; all for poor papa;
that he did not care for himself, but he
did want to help poor, tired, and
crippled papa." But papa didnot seem
to be excited so very much.
The little miners were now continually
wild with excitement. They were up
and at work Mondar morning at dawn.
The men who 'were in the father's tender
secret congratulated the children
heartily and made them presents of several
small nuggets to 'add to their little
In this way they kept steadily at work
for half the summer. All the gold was
given to papa to keep. Papa weighed it
each week, and I suppose secretly congratulated
himself that he was getting
back about as much as he put in.
Before quite the end of the third
month, Jim struck a thin bed of blue
gravel. The miners who had been happily
chuckling and laughing among
themselves to think how they had managed
to keep Jim out of mischief, began
to look, at each other and wonder how
in the world blue gravel ever got up
there on the hill. And in a few days
more there was a well-defined bed of
blue gravel, too, and not one of the
miners could make it out.
One Saturday evening shortly after,
.1 it iii liT
as tno old man weigneci tneir goiu ne
caught his breath, started and stood up
straight: straierhter than he had stood
since he crossed the Plains. Then he
hastily left the cabin. He went up the
hill to the children's claim almost without
limping. Then he took a pencil
and an old j)iece of a letter, and wrote
out a notice and tacked it up on the
big oak-tree, claiming those mining
claims, according to miners' law, for
the three children. A couple of miners
laughed as they went by in the twilight,
to see what he was doing; and he
laughed with them. But as he limped
on down the hill he smiled.
That night, as they sat at supper, he
told the children that as they had been
such faithful and industrious miners, he
was going to give them each a present,
besides a little gold to spend as they
So he went up to the store and bought
Jim a red shirt, long black and bright
gum boots, a broad-brimmed hat and a
belt. He also bought each of the
other children some pretty trappings,
and gave each a dollar's worth of gold
dust. Madge and Stumps handed their
gold' back to "poor papa." But Jim
was crazy with excitement. He put on
his new clothes and went forth to spend
his dollar. And what do yu suppose he
bought? I hesitate to tell you. But
what he bought was a pipe and a paper
That red shirt, that belt and broad-brimmed
hat, together with the shiny
top boots, had been too much for Jim s
balance. How could a man he spoke
of himseld as a man now how could a
man be an "honest miner" and not
smoke a pipe?
And now with his manly clothes and
his manly pipe he was to be so happy!
He had all that went to make up "the
honest miner." True, he did not let
his father know about the pipe. He hid
it linder his nillow at night. He meant
to have his first smoke at the sluice-box,
as a miner should.
Monday morning he was up with sun
and ready for his work. His father,
who worked down the Gulch, had already
gone before the children had
finished their breakfast. So now Jim
filled his bran-new pipe very leisurely;
and with as much calm unconcern as if
he had been smoking for forty years, he
stopped to scratch a match on the door
as he went out.
From under his broad hat he saw his
little sister watching him, and he fairly
swelled with importance as Stumps
looked up at Mm with childish wonder.
Leaving Madge to wash the few dishes
and follow as she could with Little
Stumps, he started on up the hill, pipe
He met several miners, but he puffed
away like a tug-boat against the tide,
and went on. His bright neAV boots
whetted and creaked together, the
warm wind lifted the broad brim of his
sombrero, and his bright new red shirt
was really beautiful, with the green
gras? and oaks for a background and
so this brave young man climbed the hill
to his mine. "Ah, he was so happy!
Suddenly as he approached the claim,
his knees began to smite together, and
he felt so weak he could hardly drag one
foot after the other. He threw down
his pick, he began to tremble and spin
around. The world seemed to be turning
over and over, and he trying in vain
to nold on to it. He jerked the pipe
from his teeth, and throwing it.down on
the bank, he tumbled down, too, and
clutching at the grass with both hands
tried hard, oh! so hard, to hold the
world from slipping from under him.
"O, Jim, you are white as snow, n
cried Madge as she came up.
"White as 'er sunshine, an' blue, an'
green, too, sisser. Look at brurrer 'all
colors,' " piped Little Stumps pitifully.
"O, Jim, Jim brother Jim, what is
the matter?" sobbed Madge.
"Sun stroke," murmured the young
man, smiling grimly, like a true
"No; it is not sun-stroke, it's
it's cholera," he added in dismay over
Poor boy! he was sorry for this second
lie, too. He fairly groand in agony of
body and soul.
Oh, how he did hate that pipe! How
he did want to get up and jump on it
and smash it into a thoushand pieces!
But he could not get up or turn around
or move at all without betraying his unmanly
A couple of miners came up, but Jim
feebly begged them to go.
"Sunstroke," whispered his sister.
"No; tolera," piped poor Little
"Get out! Leave me!" groaned the
young miner of the Sierras.
The biggest of the two miners bent
over him a moment.
"Yas; it's both," he muttered.
Then he looked
at his partner and winked wickedly.
Without a word, he took the limp young
miner up in his arms and bore him
down the hill to his father's cabin,
while Stumps and Madge ran along at
either side, and tenderly and all the
time kept asking what was good for
The other old "honest miner" lingered
behind to pick up the balefui pipe
which he knew was somewhere there; and
when the little party was far enough
down the hill, he took it up and buried
it in his own capacious pocket with a
half-sorrowful laugh. "Poor little
miner," he sighed.
"Don't ever swear any more Windy,"
pleaded the boy to the miner who had
carried him hown the hill, as he leaned
over him, "and donH never lie. I am
going to die, Windy, and I should like
to be good. Windy, it ain't sunstroke,
"Hush yer mouth," growled Windy.
"I know what 'tis! Weve left it on the
The boy turned his face to the wall.
The conviction was strong upon him
that he was going to die. The world
spun round now very, very fast, indeed.
Finally, half rising in bed, he called
Little Stumps to his side:
"Stumps, dear, good little Stumps, if
I die don't you never, never try for to
smoke, for that's what's the matter
with me. No, Stumps dear little
brother Stumps don't vou never try
for to go the whole of the 'honest
miner,' for it can't be did by a boy!
We're nothing but bovs, you and I,
Stumps Little Stumps."
He sank back in bed and Little
Stumps and his sister cried and cried,
and kissed him and kissed him.
The miners who had gathered around
loved him now, every one, for daring to
tell the truth and take the shame of his
folly so bravely.
"I'm going to die, Windy groamed
Windy could stand no more of it He
took Jim's hand with a cheery laugh.
"Git well in half an hour'" said he,
"no w that you've out with the- truth;."
And so he did. By the time his father
came home he was sitting up; and he
ate breakfast the next morning as- if
nothing had happened. But he never
tried to smoke amy more as long as he
lived. And he never lied, and he never E
swore any more.
Oh, no! this Jim that I have been
telling you of is "Moral Jinn," of the
Sierras. The mine? Oh! I almost forgot.
Well, that blue dirt was the old
bed of the stream, and it was ten times '
richer than where the miners were all at
work below. Struck it! I should say
so! Ask any of the old Sierras miners
about "The Children's Claimv" if you
want to hear just how rich they struck
it. Joaquin Miller, in Wide Awake.
Covering Floors by a New Process. ,
A new process of covering floors- is
described as follows: The- floor is
thoroughly cleaned. The: holes and
cracks are then tilled Avith paper putty,
made by soaking newspapers in at paste
made as follows: To one pound of flour
add three quarts of water and ai table-spoonful
of ground alum, and mix
thoroughly. The floor is coated with
this paste, and then a thickness off
or hardware paper is- put on. This
is allowed to dry thoroughly-
paper is then covered with paste?
and a layer of wall paper of any style or
design is put on. After allowing this to
dry thoroughly it is covered with two or
three more coats of sizing made by dissolving
half a pound of white glue in
two quarts of water. After this is al
lowed to dry the surface is given in one
coat of "hard oil finish varnish," which
can be bought already prepared. This
is allowed to dry thoroughly, when the
floor is ready for use. The process is
represented to be durable and cheap,
and besides taking the place of matting,
carpet, oilcloths, or like covering, makes
the floor air-tight, and permits of its being
washed. Chicago- Times.
I have often found nothing so goort
for fatigue as hajd work. 1
in New York last winter, worn out arid
depressed by business troubles, and the
death of one very near to me. I was so
despondent that if I had not been under
contract, and if I hai had any choice in
the matter, I might have remained on the
other side. But fortunately for myself,
I came over, and the first time I sang
I felt that I would soon be myself again.
A scientist says that the American
has within thirty years acquired greater
breadth of jaw. But, then, beefsteaks
were tenderer Lthirty years, ago & Y.
The TTnforg'otten Ued.
A florist who has for years been established
near the main entrance of Greenwood
Cemetery said a few days ago:
"I have in my charge 400 or 500 cemetery
lots, most of which I have for
nineteen years had to keep in handsome
condition, and upon nearly all of which
I have been required from time to time
to place flora! remembrances. I have
men whose duty it is to examine daily
the list of remembrances for that day to
and carry out the instructions given us.
Upon one mound will be laid a wreath
or pillow of flowers bearing the word
"Wife" or "Mother;" upon another
"Husband" or "Father." In one place
a bouquet will be left, often comprised
entirely of certain specified flowers.
Sometimes a vault must be opened and
beautiful floral pieces placed inside upon
particular coffins. The utmost care is
exercised to make sure that these commissions
are never neglected. Many
people visit with great regularity the
graves of their lost ones. One gentleman,
a wealthy business man m New
York, resident in Brooklyn, has for
nineteen years come here regularly
every Sunday, when he was not confined to
to his bed by illness, to lay an offering
of flowers upon the grave of his
wife. I have seen him come in winter,
when the snow was up to his knees in
the cemetery paths; in November days,
when the rain was pouring; in summer,
when the heat was most intense. If he of
ever missed a Sunday we knew that he
was laid up with the rheumatism.
"Another gentleman has for nearly
five years had floral wreaths placed by
us, once a week, upon the coffins of his I
wife and mother, in a vault, and upon
all special days Decoration Day, is
Christmas, Easter, and the anniversaries
of his wife's and -mother's deaths exceptionally
large and costly pieces. Another
gentleman, the son-in-law of a
city railway President, has had flowers
placed by us weekly on the grave of his
.wife for twelve years past, and still an
other, for almost as long a time, has
had a bouquet placed, upon a certain
day in every week, on the coffin of his
wife, in a vault.
"Women? .Well, yes; they do, now
and then, show very strong remembrance
of their dead. One lady expends
$500 a year in decorating her husband's
grave. In addition to keeping it beautified
by growing plants and decorated
weekly with cut flowers, she has floral
pieces, costing $50 each, put on it at
Easter and upon the anniversaries of
his birth and death. This she has done
since 1876, and not only does she go to
this expense, but she makes a weekly
visit to the grave herself in all weathers;
I don't mean to measure the depth of
the love of either men or women by the
sums of money they expend. Ihere
are several women whom I know by
sight, who come here regularly on Sundays
and buy fifty-cent bouquets to lay
upon some grave. That little sum is,
without doubt, to some of them as great
as the $50 that the rich widow spends
for her floral piece is to her.
"My sales of grave bouquets of all
prices, from fifty cents up to $5, frequently
amount to as many as one hundred
in a single day. On Sundays this
trade is greatest, for that is the only
day that many persons can afford to
come here. Generally these bouquets
are made flat, to lie on the grave, but
often parties buy large cast-iron bouquet
holders, bronzed and lily-shaped, in
which tall pyramidal bouquets .are
placed. People who are- most demonstrative
in their first grief seem to-forget
easiest. We see them come, for a while,
every week, and buy flowers- for the
graves. Then their visits become rather
less frequent and their purchases
smaller. In a year or two- they cease
"I have heard a Spanish story of a
widow whose cynical husband, on his
death-bed, asked of her a at
least she would not marry again' until
the surface of the clay over his- grave
should become drv. She- gave the
pledge, but the morning after his-burial
was louna sitting ny tne graive ianning
it, that the moisture of the earth, might
evaporate the more quickly. Ji have
never known a case quite so bod as
that, but I have seen some widows- who
got over affliction very quickly."
A leading florist said: "Beyond
flowers for funerals we- derive
r j o
little profit from death. Some- of the
orders for funerals which we fill are
very costly, amounting to as much as
$100 frequently, and sometimes to
double that amount. But lavish: expenditure
in that direction is less- common
now than it used to be. New designs
are not frequent. The most novel one
that I was ever called upon- to fiH w&&
for a magnificent pillow, sent by & young
man to the funeral of his- dbad hum,
upon which he had worked ini the-letters
S. Y. L.,' which, being interpreted,
signified 'See you later.' "
One of the cemetery florists saiBaB: "I
sell a good many plants to-poor people,
who cannot afford to constantly put cut
flowers on t&e graves of their relatives
or friends, yet want them: to- Took well.
They plant them themselves, and look
after them from time to time-- N. Y.
The Diamond Tradew
What has become o all the diamonds
mined from the earliest times is a question
to which no determinate answer
canbegiren. Some have, been buried
to escape the ruthless grasp of invaders,
others life at the bottom 06 the ocean,
while ai considerable quota hasbeen lots
by fire and other accidents- Allowing
for disappearances by these causes, diamonds
of an incalculable aggregate
value must be stored in private hands.
India is suspected by many as being the
great absorber. The old mine stones of
extreme beauty and value, and which
nerer fall off m price stones gathered
ages since are still objects of search
in European Turkey and throughout
Central Asia,, and are among acquisitions.
A larger proportion of the diamonds
which has constituted the stock
of trade sinee 1870- has come from the
South African diamond fields, a fortunate
resource after- the comparative ex
haustion of the India and Brazil mines.
Brazil supplies limited qualities of extremely
fine stones; so also Ceylon. The
stones from India are bought at all
prices. The South African yield is not
jDonfined, according to the general
to medium and low grades.
Large London and Paris houses have
traveling and residential buyers in In-
6Ua, Turkey and other, countries. The,
product of the Kimherly minev , hfCb
occupy an area of ose and n .juarter
square miles, with those of other neighboring
mines, and are worked by a
number of companies wilfe an aggregate
capital of $32,000000. 23 controlled
dv London, French ana Dateh syndicates,
whose buyers are on thespo& and
whose prices at times greatly differ.
The aim of each is to consolidate, as
far as possible, 'mining interest in its
favor, while they unite in action token
a certain extent. They are always
ready to make advances when mines
are working at a loss, or to place
goods on the market which they hare
not succeeded in birying up, securing
themselves by a broad margin on
the sums advanced. The principal
market for rough diamonds in London.
These are mainly cut in Amsterdam and
Antwerp. The former city has six thousand
cutters of unsurpassed reputation.
Large steam-factories for cutting have
been established there, each containing
several hundred machines. The business
is singularly individualized, the
cutters separately, or in combination
with others of the craft, buying and selling
stones. As this country is getting
be an important diamond market,
there is no reason why New York should
not hereafter do most of its cutting.
Fine of diamonds, those
which are not off-color and in other respects
all but perfect, are getting
scarcer, particularly blue-white. Prices
all grades have steadily advanced
since the curtailment of the South African
supply. Diamonds in the rough of
low grade that brought at the South Af-
rican mines in February last thirty
lings pur uuriiu uuv icuc
shillings sixpence. The stock held here
larger than usual, advantage having
been taken by our importers of the low
prices then prevailing in the uropean
diamond marts in anticipation of a more
than ordinary active trade. In the last
two months the advance on rough
stones has- been fully forty per cent.,
and on cut stones, which are but half
the original bulk through the process of
cutting, twenty per cent. Prices are
still going up, there- being no prospect
of full operations being resumed at
mines for a year or more. While
values are variable among the syndicates
at the Cape, they maintain a certain uniformity
in the- European centers of the
trade. The business of buyers is thus
mainly in suitable selections.. Transfers
are continually taking-place between
these centers, no- customs duties interi
fering. An intending- buyer will! often
have the very same parcel he- has inspected
in Paris submitted to him in
London. A few months ago, trade being
dull here and prices- ofiTr it might
have paid to re-export diamonds toParis
or London, but the narrow margin
of the profit, with duty paid, did not
justify the ventures The improving
scale of the American trade- is in part
due to the circumstance that the wear of
diamonds by ladies- is not confined in
the United States, as in Europe, to dress
occasions. The American trade limits
its purchases to well-cut stones, and retail
diamond dealers abroad and afchome
agree that of all purchasers-Americans
are most appreciative and critical.
A circumstance that facilitates assessment
of values in this line is that when
the eyes have become familiarized to- ai
fine diamond any inferior grade as to
form and brilliancy can at once be- detected.
New York, as the great diamond
center of the country, necessarily
receives the great bulk of importations..
The import trade in diamonds-has more
than trebled the past ten years. The
Treasury customs returns blond fancy
stones and diamonds under the head of
precious stones. The latter- do not
amount to a tenth of the aggregate value
stated The aggregate value of "pre-
cious stones" in the last three official!
years was as follows: Year ended June-30,
1880, $6,698,488; 1881, $8,090,1:
1882, $8,444,525. A moderate number
of rough stones are imported, as those
escape all duty, and the services
cutters are now obtainable here;.
The former duty of fifteen per. cent on-loose
stones, cut, was unchanged by the .
amended tariff. The mounting of" diamonds,
bringingthem within the classification
of jewelry ,entails a duty of twenty-five
per cent.andso prevents
of jewelry in which diamonds are
set, except for patterns.. The chief retail
trade is that of New York, which is followed,
in the order named, bv Bbstoa,
Philadelphia, Chicago and St. Louis. A
leading demand in the West is for.-large,.
The preference of the wealthy in;
for precious fancy stones such as
rubies, sapphires, emeralds, .cats'eyes
over diamonds, gives signs of being, followed
persons of wealthy, purchases
being; of course, confined' to
veritable gems; A perfect, fihoj.pigeon
blood ruby is, indeed, more valuable
than a diamond of the same weight.
Star sapphires, distinctly fine; are extremely
ram so also Egyptiani tur
quoise. Jttaacy stones generawy, nne
and well proportioned, are -by no;H2fiana
Am ilrtecdote of Judge- Blaa&
Ben. BerHey Poore relates the following
ajjeedbie of Judge Black: "Black
was Once,, when 1m
was coming to Washington, Mrs. Black
said tO)hiim: 'I want you to promise
me that you will putioii a clean shirt
every morning, and I have put six into
your tounk. Please do, and don't let
me Washingtoipapers allusion to
yoiurdirry linen.' The Judge-promised,
left and in a week; returned. After-speaking
to his wifohe went into his office,
where he wa3s soon absorbed in
stcniying a case. After awhile in came
Mrs Black. 'Why,. Judge,' she said,
"what have you done with all the shirts
you took to Washington?' 'Done with
the shirts?' exclaimed the Judge, abstractedly.
'Yes,, the shirts,' said the
matron. 'O!' replied the Judge, 'why,
I put on a cleaui one every morning, as
I promised yo; I would.' 'Yes, Judge,
biA what did you do with those you took
oft? you have' not brought a single one
back.' The truth just then flashed on
the Judge's- mind, and an examination
disclosed the fact that the old
had put on a clean shirt ever
moTmna over those which he already
There is a poisonous weed in Gallatin
County, Montana, which is death to
sheen. When ihev eat it thfyv hficnma
I crazy, leave the band, and, xun Ue.adlon "
I into the river.
From the cafe &n verts, etc., on
CMmps Elysees the jefty of Paris nets
about SSOVOOO a year in Jjctenses.
-Air ear of corn containing 1,100
well matured grains was gifown in the
Grossr Tete, Louisiana. C O. Picayune.
In some parts of Kussia fit is believed
that if the bride tastes 4he cake
on the eve of the wedding her husband
will not Xav-'e her,
Whera Lord Coleridge was astetl in
Chicago vrbether he would like to inspect
the process of sausage-makings he
replied: I thank you; I gues I
won't. I ea sausages sometimes. JliC
Cattle, a writer says, are maliciously
destroyed in. India by wounding theras
with a spike molded- from the seeds of
the Arbus precatombs. Death ensues
on the second day,, but the powdered
seeds have little ocno bard effect when
The society reporter of the Rochester
(N. Y.) Post-Express kindly informs
us that "it is not in accordance with the
usages of polite societfyto ask an elderly
lady whether she remembers when the
comet f 1812 was here-before." Wonder
if this man is the author of "Don't"
N. K. Graphic.
At Yuma, Cal., iffve? other a,
man left Ms lodging armed with a pistol
and rifle a;nd shot at every one he met.
He was not a first-class marksman and
only succeeded in hitting: one man, who
was lamed; for life. finally ended
his day's sport by shooting: himself fatally.
San Francisco Calli.
A wild pig found in the woods near
Lytle Station, Ky., was,, after considerable
difficulty, so trained! by hi finder
that he would follow his-master as the
historic lamb followed Mary, Whenever
his master sits down toeat the pig
will lie dowm by his side;, ami eat and
drink whatever his
Indians imBrazil use- antsto dress
wounds, causing them to Bite the- edges
together and then cutting: offT the head;
the jaws will not relax,. But hold, the
wound together' until healed1.. They
were formerly used as a cruel!
of torture by South American
tribes, who tied their victim to aitree,
smeared his body with grease andiplaced
an ants' nest at his feet.
An aged owl,, the-pet of a houses-hold,
in Porthmouth,. 1SI. HI,, passed
away and was buriedi at night? with
distinguished honors?, slow music and!
the recitation of appropriate1 lines from:
the "Burial of Sir John Moore.."" Above
the grave of the pet1 bird (which,, by
the way, was dubbed' William)) is-the
following inscription:. "Sacred" to the
memory of Williami Qwl$ 1880;:
died, 1883. ' 'Boston' Pdsf.
On the 25th day of September;. two-or
three thousand years ago,- a-, great
Mongolian philosopher felL aslbep audi
his soul was transported
where he saw a play. Comings back, to-earth
he built the first theatre-and
the first company of actors ever
known in the world. Hence the feast
called "Congratulating the- Moon,"
which the Chinese celebrate on each
succeeding anniversary. N. Y. Times.
They lived in Springfield,. Mass,.
loved and got married.. Alii arrange-wedding-
ments were made for a- little
trip, but the groom found it impossible'
to leave, owing to business. So the-
bride went ahead to wait for him atta
neighboring city. She was there- a
week, and still he could not escape his.
engagements. Then she went home In-a
day or two business permitted, . and
the groom started offMone on .his wedding
tour. Boston Herald.
A young man from Texas married
a. girl in North Carolina and then proposed
to leave her while he worked his
way back to his Texas home in the hope
of there earning some money to send!
for her. She said, however, that she
preferred to accompany him on- foot.
They therefore made their journey of"
one thousand miles as tramps, .but theiir
good appearanee gained for them considerable
help along the way, .and for.-the
last fifty miles they rode triumphantly
in a carriage provided by an- enthusiastic
admirer of their Tphickz Detroit',
The swells of Washington are an-imitative
lot. President Arthur, while-standing
alone on- the back porch of the
White House listening to one of the regular
afternoon concerts of the marine
band on the lawn? took out his handkerchief,
and after using it, caref ully f oldedJ
it again and replaced it In his pocket:
His actions were? closely scanned by the-
whole crowd af spectators, and now.
every swell in Washington: carefully"
holds his handkarchief outb3fore him and:
deliberately fiilds it, as the President
was seen to d6 before replacing the rag
in his pocket. Washington iPost.
Two memsh Miles City M. T., pretended
to have learned by.telegraph that
the Governmaiit had thrown open the
eastern partrof the Fort Keogh reservation
to settlers. They whispered this
cautiousty friends, etvjbining
strict secreQy. Before night there was a
stampede, the supposed public land
claims wore staked cj8 shanties? were
put up, tsnts were pitched, and the
jokers sawishat a towrjwas laicLout, and
a real estate "boom'1, was uader fall
headway before nine o'clock imthe evening.
But by ten thtrjoke was out, and
the plaae was deserted. Denver Tribune.
Sense practical joker ai HumboWt
Wells,. Nev., "stoctTup" a yailroad
and despoiled hinr of his valuables
Instead c "babying" over-it, he
got even. He tok a lajtvyer irsfco his
confidence, and swore out papers- charging
the jokers with highway robber'.
When his jokbegan ta assume a serious
aspect the people of Wells thought
hi was in dead! earnest, and evsry available
influence was brought to bear to
pull his way fjrom his ttstensibJJe purpose-He
was apparently inflexible until he
found he had his tormentors; thorough!)
scared, andi then he relented. Chicago
That the wild horso is not of exclusively
Asiatic origin is disputed not only
by Dr. A. Mehring, but by Prof. Morse,
the latter showing conclusively that the
natural countrv of the horse was Amer
ica? hut there is reason for tho belief
oV tho. animal existed nearly in it3
j present form as tar back &a the tertiary,
i N, "T, Tribtmc