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THE SEA COAST ECHO Pu Wished every Saturday at Bey Si vueeis. Miaa. Sir Thomas Llpton declares he will yet win the cup. Sir Thomas la fortu nate in the fact that anticipation la al ways better than realisation. The entertainment of royalty re quires a long purse. The Csar’a brief visit to France a few weeks ago cost the government of that country In the neighborhood of |600,000. A California widow abandoned a house In which she had lost two hus bands, and it did not seem to occur to her how easily she might rent the place to discontented wives. Tooth-pulling and corn-cutting have been recognised by the army author ities as specialties which must be pro vided for, so that dentist and chiropo dists are now numbered among the army appointees. Where are wo going to stop, now that the entering wedge of the list of "specialists" has been Introduced? Steadily tho United States Is as suming a paramount position In the many Industries that go to make up tho wants of the world. In this con •necllon a story comes from Cornwall that tho arsenic Industry at that place is In a state of decadence, sim ply because America la now manufac turing the drug In sufficient quantities not only to supply her own demand, but Is rapidly approaching a point where a heavy export trade will be possible. In 1900 for tho first time statistics of tho agricultural Interests of Alaska were gathered by the census bureau. The area of the 12 farms reported In Alaska in 1900 Is 159 acres, of which 104 acres are devoted to the cultivation 3t vegetables and hay nnd the remalnd ed is used for pasturage. The total farm products were valued at 18046. These farms are all south of tho Kuskokwlm river, In southeastern Alaska, and along tho southern coast. Including the Aleutian Islands. The annual report of the Surgeon- General of the United States Army declares that the health of the troops has been unusually good, that as a result of American occupation tho sanitary conditions of almost every city and town In Cuba have been Im proved. and that army surgeons are now In possession of knowledge which enables them to stamp out yellow fever. In recent years the list of vic tories gained In the course of the In cessant warfare against disease Is ex ceedingly Impressive. Physicians and surgeons are making advances stead ily and life becomes better worth r rom a statement issued ny the United States geological survey It ap pears that the value of the mineral product* of the United States In creased from $360,319,000 In 1880 to 11,070,108.889 In 1889. During the past nine years the value of the silver mined ha* not increased, though there has been a considerable increase in tho last four years. During the nine years the value of the gold has in creased from 33 to 39 million dollar*; of pig iron, from 128 to 139 million; of copper, from 38 to 98 million, and the value of aluminum has increased 13 fold. The value of bituminous coal has Increased from 117 million to 221 trillion dollars, and tho value of petro leum from 30 to 75 million. What would the women’s clubs of America have to say had they to face such a decision as was recently handed down by the Austrian supreme court of appeals not long ago. Tho decision In brief was that If a wife saves money from tho amount allowed her by her husband for household ex penses, and appropriates this money to her own use. she commits what is, to all intents and purposes, a theft. The case that brought this decision was that of a couple named Dftun. Af ter 30 years of married life they were divorced, and Mrs. Daun took with her the sum of $625, her savings of 30 years. Her husband brought suit and recovered the whole amount, and the Judges made the ruling that Mrs. Daun had practically committed theft. The increase of civilization Is dims. nred by the decrease of the hours of labor. Every step In this direction Improves the general condition of men and distributes more widely the re sults of labor and the fruits of Indus try by widening leisure. Store hours have been steadily shortening In the United States for two generations. All stores were once open until late In the evening. They still are In Lon don, In all its suburbs and in much of the trade In Its very centre. A parlia mentary investigation last year showed that practically all English re tail shops were open until 8 o'clock five days of the week and until 10 and midnight Saturday. Our cities have II adopted 6 as the hour for closing stores, but this has taken over a gen eration to secure, remarks the Phil adelphia Press. Life and lt Paoac. Life is like John Gilpin's horse; at the beginning of the journey It walks most soberly; later It breaks Into a trot: at middle age It goes at the gal lop and toward the end It bolts.— Lon don Truth. One by one tbe landmarks go. There is talk of reducing the Horseshoe Curve to a straight line. Next thing we know the Niagara Palls will exist only as electric lights .in various parts of the country, comments the Phila delphia Inquirer. It la said that Canada la soon to hava bar own mint and that the gold coins will ba called "beavera" In value the "haavera" will correspond to our eagle, $10; double ‘beaver,” 820, and half "beaver," |6. By comparing the statistics of Eng lish and Scotch universities In a given year It was found that Scotland with a population of 3,725,000. had 6SOO uni versity students, while England bad only 6000 students out of a population about atz times as great Official reports say there were no cases of genuine hydrophobia In Eng land or Scotland In !<*'. Strict regu. latlons as to the muzzling of dogs whenever there might be danger of communicating rabies and the utmost vigilance to prevent the Importation of animals which might bring about mis chief havs been maintained, with sat isfactory results. Irrigation haa enabled Arizona to add olives and dates to her products. It the regions now within the rain belt do not look a little out the so called arid regions, through irrigation, will leave them in the lurch. If Irri gation Is good for one section, it Is good for all, and there is no reason why even the most fsvorcd regions should not arrange tor Irrigation, It only to be held In reserve In tho event of drought, reflects the St. Louis Star, Although all deserving officers should be recognized officially, it Is to be hoped that tho distribution of brev ets may bo made conservatively, so that It may not become an honor for an officer to bo without a brevet. "Mentions In dispatches," which in the British army are about the same as our system of brevet, have become so common in the last year owing to Lord Roberts' extreme generosity, that they have practically lost all value. Our brevets should not be made similarly cheap, remarks tho New York Herald. In Denmark many odd little stories are told of King Christian and his kindly ways, above all of the friendly interest he takes In tho doings of his subjects. Until within quite recent days, when his strength has begun to fail him, he used to spend much of his time in Copenhagen walking about the streets, and nothing pleased him better than to slop and have a chat with any workman he chanced to en counter. Whenever any Dane makes his mark in the world, no matter what his station in life may be or what his views, the king always sends for him at the first opportunity, that he may know what ho is like and have a talk with him. Little wonder that he un derstands his people or that they un destand him! Rice culture is regarded as no longer an experiment in Southwest Louisians and Southeast Texas. Al uokt >u vuuati Bumniß unto ueuu broken this season, more than an aver age crop of rice has been saved by the Irrigation systems. Tho average yield per acre has been increased, tho average qulilty ha* been greatly im proved, and new varieties have been developed. Many yields are phenome nal, while a product of ten to twenty barrels per acre Is common. Domestic Japan, tho outgrowth of sowing im ported Japanese rice in local soil, developed an improved seed, taking tae first place in the American market. Lands two years ago were selling slowly at $5 to sls. Today such land Is selling much faster at S2O to SSO per acre, and immigration to the rice belt is quite active. The growing of rice is regarded ns the safest and surest cereal production, as It is also the most profitable, rice having the largest use and market of all tho grains. WOMAN BUNNS TO DEATH. Neighbors Saw Smoke Issuing From House and Made Investigation. New Orleans, La.—Mrs. Louisa Foy, an aged woman, met a horrible fate here. Her clothing oaagbt fire and she was burned almost to a crisp. Mr*. Foy lived at No. 191 W Custom boose street. For some time past she has ben ill and almost helpless. The first intimation that neighbors bad of something unusual in the Foy household was when they sew smoke issuing from the orevloes of the doors and wlndowa At first little atten tion was paid to this, bat ns the smoke continued to escape several of them decided to Investigate. They knocked on tbs front door of the oot but received no answer. They beard nnnsnal noises on the Inside, and peered through window and saw that there was a fire raging within. An attempt was made to break open the front door, but it fialed. Several axes were then procured and the door broken down. It was then discovered that the fire had gained considerable headway and that the house was filled with smoke. Several men made their way to the second room, and the body *f Mr*. Foy was found on the floor. | The clothing had been burned away and the lower extremities of the un fortunate woman had been burned off. Those in the house dragged the body out and someone sounded an ilarm for the fire department. There was a ready response and the flames were extinguished. Tho damage to tho building and furniture amounted to several hundred dollars. The body of Mrs. Foy was sent to the morgue, which presented a grue some sight, because of the presence ®f a number of other bodies there, Mrs. Foy lived alone. It is sup posed that she was seated before the fir* when her clothing caught fire, and being almost helpless, she burned to death. No one heard her cries for help, If she gave any. The husband of the deceased is FlorviUe Foy, the marble ontter of Rampart and St. Louis. Mrs. Foy a* 78 year* of age and a native of Pootohatoula, La. WASTED TIME. There's such a little while to stay That ott I wonder why Men throw their precious time away In nurturing old grudges they Might ]uat permit to die. There are such pleasant ways to go I Why should we ever take The ways that lend through wastes At kreA* Or oull the poison weeds that grow; dust (or revenge's sake? -8, 8. Kisers la the Chicago fteCord-Hcrald. j A POSTMASTER’S WIFE. ► Vwtwvttttwwttt When the government flret ordered a postofflee established at Slloam, anew town on the upper Mississippi, the nat ural selection of the Inhabitants (or postmaster was .Jacob Hcrybud. Bery bud had served with distinction In the Second Minnesota at Gettysburg, Was a staunch Republican and n public spirited citizen. If It. Was his nature nfeVer to talk of himself nor his fam ily. nor their affairs past or present, tho gossip-loving country community regarded with pride the abl'.ily of one of Its members to hold his tongue. No one in Slloam knew Whether be was happily married or hot, what his income was, what his religious atti tude was, how he was with his family In private, or how he regarded his neighbors. Ills Wife was always hand somely dressed, his children looked as well as any In the community. Bcry bud never contracted A debt and the externals of hls homo were bright and orderly. It, Until ho became postmas ter, he ever had a confidant, no one know It, and that he had one, after he became a government official, only two or three In time learned. He accepted tho postofflee. gave his bonds, nnd proved to be a satisfactory official. Postofflee Inspectors who came and disappeared found hie accounts In ex cellent shape, and perhaps were not as vigilant In hls office ns they were In others. It should be said that at least one of the Inspectors did not relax hls vig ilance —not because ho suspected Bery bud, but because long experience as a government detective had worked Into hls nature the on" Idea that rigid Inspection was a necessity everywhere. This Inspector was a short, fat man. a Jokemaker, and In that often de ceiving to unwary postmasters whose accounts were not Just what they should he when ho appeared. He would laugh and quip with them until the last minute, and then In the twink ling of an eye become the personifi cation of the government, an Iron willed master demanding a strict ac counting Jacob Berybud togk a fancy to this Inspector the first time they met. and It was not long before the two were on good terms. They did not meet often enough to grow tired of each other, and the inspector came always so unexpectedly that his appearance was a surprise, and the accounts being straight, a pleasant one. The years passed and tho friendship continued between the postmaster and the In spector. Siloam inwardly congratulat ’d Berybud on having "an intimate." It thought, too. that the postoffice was a very good thing for Jacob, since It gave employment not only to him, but of his children and his wife frequent ly came and assisted. Prosperity ap peared to bo with tho family. Tho Inspector was making one of his " ri " “ v “ 'UI.V.U iw uu; hud to come to him. The postmaster walked over to hear him say; "Your cash Is S6OO short," "My." said Berybud, never flinching. I forgot about thar, Our safe hero Is a poor one. and I have taken to carry ing any large sum on hand In the safe of my real estate office. You can go over there any time and check It" The Inspector said nothing, but went on with his work. At noon he took his luncn at the hotel, and later walked over to Berybud’a private office, saw the big safe there and found the S6OO Intact. He left that night for another point, but long after he was gone Jacob Berybud stood at the back door of his home looking up to the sky. He did not answer when his wife called him, but when she angrily came to the door and said: "Arc you going to moon there all night?" he sighed and came In. When she told him that she was going to St. Paul the next day with one of the children for a shopping trip he made no comment He had always accepted her actions and assertions as right. If he thought some of them wrong he never said so. His views of matrimony had - been summed up one day to the Inspector In this sentence: "If you get bit when you marry stay bit. It's better for the children and everybody else.” "Think so If you want to." retorted the inspector with a laugh. "I prefer antidotes for bites." Mrs. Berybud departed the next morning to return In two days laden wiui bundles of finery and many trin kets, which perhaps the Income of her husband Justified her In buying and perhaps It did not. His real estate business was not paying, although no one knew this but himself, and his family was expensive. He held a num ber of mortgages on worthless land, and In truth, was financially pinched. Still he held his peace. When In duo time the Inspector returned and again checked the office Berybud was as qdli't and courteous as ever. Again the In spector found an office shortage in rash and again was referred to the big sate In the real estate'office. As be fore he visited It after lunch, with Berybud, and there was found $2500 the amount short As soon as It was counted the Inspector left the office and walked direct to the postofflee. where he Instantly took charge of tho cash again, and by a quick computation found It still $2500 short. Berybud was with him all this time. The Inspector looked up at him Inquiringly. Bcry lud softly whispered: "Come into my private offlea” The two men walked In, and Bery bud shut the door and gently locked It. He took a chair and sat down In front of the Inspector. Then he said: “I knew this had to come out. I can’t make the money good. I took It. Just get me out of town without (he family knowing until I’m gone what’s up. You can see my bondsmen later." The man was so self-possessed, so unmoved, tnat the Inspector looked at him In amazement. But that feeling i hanged to another when he saw slow ly stealing out of one of Berybud’s eyes a tear and bis lips were quivering. "Old man,” said the Inspector with a tenderness ho never had shown a culprit before, “there’s something wrong here. Yon .haven’t told me all. Come, now, I have to do my duty, but yon are holding back something.” ”1 took the money,” repeated Bery bud. “But why? You are rich—you had no need for It. You are not tiling mo the truth." "I took tha money,” wu the only re ply. And Jacob Berybud held to that through all the day* of hti disgrace, during hu short trial and until the prison doors closed on him add he bo l gan to serve his sentefiM, Biloam be* Ileved him, although |l (-Hold hot ex: plalh Why he ibok the money. HU bondsnibh believed him; his Children believed him and turned their faced from him. As fat His wlfe=f Long after Jacob Berybud was freed from prison and had taken up life alone in a town far removed from 81- loam and the family, which, wife and nil, had refused to receive him again, be met by chance his old friend, the inspector, and they clasped hands. "Berybud,” said the Inspector, "I know now that your wife took that money; that you were a poor mad then and she Waa forcing you to live fat be yond your means. Bho entered that omen bights, and you suspected her if you did nOl know that she Was guilty, She robbed the till and the old safe, and you made good the shortages until Anally you were forced to try and de ceive me. She spent every dollar on herself and her favorite children and let you face me add the government. She Hever loved gdu and yout married life Was Worse thati purgatory, 1 ' "Perhaps,” said Jacob Bergbud, look ing far away from the searching cyeil of hla friend, "but I took tbe money.'* —H. I, Cleveland, In the Chicago Rec ord-Herald. Her attraction for cold. A Carton* Story Told l,y a Solonllflo Mon of n Llltlo Olrl In Until. A critic, writing of anew book, the other day, objected to the statement In a chapter on the precious metals that “Gold is one of the few meta,s that is often found pure.” He said that the author, In making this state ment, was certainly mistaken. Of course, the author was not mistaken; and it was a curious blender for any one to make to duty that pure gold is in very fine particles or in coarser pieces, in narrow beds of mountain streams, in fine sands at the mouths of rivers, in the sands of the seashore and even In places high up on the sides of mountains. While this statement Is perfectly true it Is also a fact that most gold is found alloyed with other metals and that ore crusning, smelting and other processes are required to obtain the more valuable metal. A story has Just been told about pure gold, found in this Instance In river sands, that reads like one of the superb fictions. No one would give it the slightest creucnce it it were not told by a scientific man of unques tionable authority, for it is one of the strangest narratives that ever adorned a very dry and thoroughly scientific piece of writing. It comes from the pen of Mr. L. Gentll Tlppenhauer, who has been making a geological Investigation for the government of the Island of Haytl. The results of his work, with maps, have been published In a series of pa pers In Petermann’s Mlttellungen, one of the most scientific of German pub lications. The following Is a transla tion of the story as It appears at the end of Mr. Tlppenhauer’s papers. "I will make mention, In conclusion, of a very peculiar phenomenon. As I was engaged In a microscopic Inves tigation of the gold-bearing river sands 1 observed that the 1-year-old daugh ter of my companion, Mr. I* Abollard. had only to lay the flat of her hand on *'• • nnd nneflnlno r* ( rr>M,, Aasqf repeated the action her palm was a), most covered with the gold dust that continued to cling to It, Whenever she grasped a handful of sand she' would shake her hand; the sand would fall to the ground, but the flakes of gold would remain clinging to the hand. “No other person present possessed this peculiar ability. Since then all the educated European* In Jacmel, In cluding Dr. Zerves, geologlat and rep reientatlv* of the Standard Oil com pany, Mr. Roosmale Nepven and Mr. Dorn, Dutchmen, owners of the gold reduction works at Paramaribo and others, have borne witness to the fact that the young girl possesses this re markable peculiarity. The numberless particles of Iron mixed In the sand did not cling to the girl’s hand. “I must therefore come to the con clusion that there Is In nature a power whose Influence In attracting gold Is similar to that which magnetism ex erts upon Iron and the related miner als. The daughter of Mr. Abollard seems to have this power.” PEARLS OF THO JOVIT. Love’s labor cannot be lost. Love’s labor is never laborious. Love never turns Its microscope on our faults. Many a hard chain Is made up of soft snaps. The world is never cold to the warm-hearted. Time lost In mending nets Is saved In catching fish. There can be no music In life where there are no silences. A sensitive conscience never makes a man self-conscious. Our real profits In life depend on our voluntary losses. The brightest truths are often dug out of the darkest doubts. Truth is In danger of becoming false when It becomes fossilized. Truth supersedes all statements as a man surpases his picture. The family altar is the heart of the home and determines Its health. The shadows of trouble is nearly always darker than Its substance. It Is always better to think without saying than to say without thinking. No government can make a people free when their hearts are enslaved. There is so man so poor as to be without the influence of hts example. A man who is willing to begin his work In a small way shall be led Into a large one. When you step up on one promise you will always find a higher and a better one before you.—Ram’s Horn. A Purl* Kmoruld Hill. It will be a thousand pltlea, says Londoa Sketch, If the Paris Municipal council find that their budget will not entitle them to spend 80,000 francs on the Montmatre Gardens. The scheme Is to crown the hill that looks over Paris, with Its superb basillque of Su cre Coeur, with magnificent gardens and fountains. St Mark's In Venice would be nothing in comparison If this scheme could be carried out, and the famous hill with reminiscences of a thousand years of the story of Lu tece would be the sweetest lounging place In the world. There are 10,000 cripples In the state of New Tork and 3000 of them In New York City. SSI THE BOYS TO BE PROUD OF. Here’s to the boys who are always ready To do their best at their play or work; Never afraid, as some are, of labor— Never trying a task to shirk. Never saying, I cannot do It, 1 * And putting It off "till by-and-by," But facing each task with a sturdy courage, A willing heart and a brave "I'll try." Such are the hoys we all depend on, fetich are the lidys Who Will Some day Win, They shut the doors df their hearts fcnd guard them Against bad thoughts that Would fuitl Come ill, though bitty boys, aS ige Is reckoned. They are really men it heart, say ti And it makes me glad and prohd to see them, And the world will be proud of them by-and-by. —Golden Days. UNDONE BY LOVE OF PIE. Little Johnny is a Philadelphia boy with an appetite for pie, and the North American tells of the dismal failure of his suit against a railway company through an innocent disclosure of hi* prowess as a pie devourer. Six doctors had testified in a $5,000 damage suit that Johnny was an inva*>' as the result of his sudden ejectment from a trolley car, when Willie Brower took the stand, and incidentally spoke of Johnny's achievements in the pic eating line. "Could he cat a whole pie?" asked the lawyer. "Why, yes, ift ate five within a few minutes last week," replied Willie, en viously. In vain Johnny’s lawyers contended that the pies were very small and should not be allowed to figure in the case. The testimony was admitted, and the com pany's lawyer argued that any boy who could eat five mince pies was not much of an invalid. The jury took this view of the mat ter, and decided that Johnny had not made out a case. The mince pie testi mony—for the pies were of the mince meat variety—had been fatal. A DOG’S RACE WITH A LOCO MOTIVE. Passengers on the noon train on Sun day were quietly interested in a pointer dog. The canine would not violate the rules which forbid passengers to stand on the platform, and he was too modest to enter the passenger car, which was crowded, principally by ladies. His master was in a dilemma, and before he had time to resolve what to do the train started, pnd so did the dog. The loco motive screeched and the dog yelped in defiance as the race began. At times the ambitious animal would be ahead of the engine, and then would fall behind. Every window in the train had * head or two peering out watching the race, and all sympathiicd with the dog., ,11$ of interest, as he would make an oc casional burst and show terrifice speed. Between the Heath street station and Boylston the Stony brook runs under the railway, and the bridge is not plank ed. Ihe pointer went pell-mell between the guards and down into the stream. But he as suddenly emerged and gained the track, and reached Boylston just as the train stopped. Had it been any other day than Sunday the dog would have been saluted with hearty cheers by the ladies and gentlemen whose in terest he excited. A* it were, he gave three yelps for himself and almost up set his master, so glad was he at meet ing him on terra firma.—Boston Times. THE MAPLE'S VISITOR. "Whew I" whistled the birch, with a shiver that shook off a great handful of leaves. "Winter is coming I" "Why should you sigh over that?” said the jolly, rosy maple. “The .gar den will lie so clean and white; and then the icicles I How they will sparkle on the tips of our fingers! You know they are ever so much brighter than these gold and crimson leaves that everybody likes so well.” "But the robins will be gone," sighed the birch, shaking her head, "and the pheebes and bluebirds 1" “Never mind, we shall have plenty of company,” said the maple, and just at that moment a squirrel ran along her branches, and, peeping into a hole in her trunk, asked if he might come in. "Certainly," said the maple. “Stay all winter, if you like." The squirrel seemed pleased with the invitation. So he stored in the maple's spare room all his baggage, which con sisted of one hickory nut. He soon brought another, however, and another and another, till the room was almost full. Then he curled himself up com fortably in the warmest corner. “I told you we should have com pany,” said the maple. "Now I have someone to talk to on dull winter days.” And sure enough in stormy weather we always hear her rattling her branches and talking very fast in her fashion. But I am afraid that the squirrel is not a good listener; for, to tell the trulff, he is sound asleep.—Youth's Companion. WHEN CATHARINE WENT TO CHURCH. Catharine went to church with her mamma one hot Sunday in August, end it must have been a queer church, for Catharine remembers only of passing through the great floor and pausing on the inside while the minister came to the end of his prayer. Probably they went to a seat, but Catharine does not know. There was the minister in the pulpit and the singers of the choir in their places, and ever so many fans in the house. While the organ was playing an old. old, old woman, wearing a dotted dress and a hat of straw that reminded Catharine of the pictures in her “Mother Goose" book, came up the ais’e and motioned to Catharine. The- little girl rose and stepped into the aisle and the old. old, woman's chin went up and her nose came down and she cracked a smile over her wrinkled face—a smile that reached from car to ear. Without hesitancy the little girl fol lowed the old, old, old woman out into' the sunlight and at once they were in a forest, with its cool shade and its grass ! and flowers. Before them at the bottom of list hill was a beautiful river, and next that river were littls fairies dipping up full bottle* from the stresm. "Whst river Is this?" tbs littls girl asked. "Thii is the klvtff of Perfurn*, the oldt old, old Womari said, shoving up heir thiii until it almost met her nose over a mouth that had become very sweet in the shadow of the forest “This creek runs into the river.” Then Csthsrinc saw she stood on the hank of a creek that fell away to th river. "What do they call this stream, and what is the green fluid flowing down?” "This stream Is Sailed 'Sweet Vio lets,’ " Catharine noticed that th stream was very fragrant and smelled just like her mother's “sweet violets" perfume, Up stairs on the dresser. They wslked on and presently stop ped on the bank of another stresm. "And what Is thisf* asked Cstharlne, ‘‘This,” said the old, old, old woman, "Is the Stream Called ‘Altar Of Roses, 1 “ And all along Its banks ware bowers of Coses. Next they fame 10 a Stream called “Heliotrope” and thert to one named "SweCt Clover,*’ that Was alt In white! and the old, old, old Woman smiled as She took Catharine oil 10 the Stream of ‘‘Apple blossoms” and “Tube RoseS,” and then they met face to face a little old man, who took off his hat and bowed very respectfully to the old, old, old wo man. "Little girl,” said the old num. "did you ever hear of the Music Caw?" "I never did," said Catharine. “Well,” said the old man, "come with me.” And they went —this old, old, old woman, wilh her nose which turned down and a chin that turned up, as they had come from the church to the River of Perfumes. They went into a valley with great big trees spreading branches over their heads and a mountain in front, and the old man clapped his hands and the trees parted and they could sec in the side of the mountain the opening of the cave. And in the distance they could hear the trembling tone* of a great organ, but it was so far away Catharine could scar cely bear it. Again the old man clapped his hands and the door to the cave flew open and the music rushed out upon them. There were the stirring notes of the great or gan and voices that were lifted in song clear and sweet. And then, gradually, the cave faded away, and the old man faded away, and the old, old, old woman whose nose went down and whose chin came up, also faded away. And before Catharine there was another organ and a stream that seemed to flow down the floor and end at a pulpit. And the min ister was saying something, and all the congregation was standing with bowed heads. Catharine then saw that the stream was nothing after all but the carpet in the aisle of the church, and very likely the music she heard came from the choir, as they sung the closing anthem. Again the fans were active, the min ister left the rostrum and hurried to the door, where he was busy shaking hands with all of those he could reach. And Catharine’s mamma, taking her by the arm and looking at her very closely, said; "Why Catharine, I believe you’ve been asleep.”—Chicago Record-Herald. Machines For Shoe Repairing Driving the Hand Workers Out of Business. ‘‘What’s become of all the little cob blers’ shops we used to see about town?" asked the man with the run down heeK to his friend the shoe clerk. “Gone the way of the stage coach and the horse-car—given place to mod ern institutions and methods” was the reply. "We don’t need the cobbler now,” continued the shoe man. "There is little place for him any more. To begin with, shoes are so cheap and the general run of wearers so fastidious nowadays, that the heel and tap econ omy is om of fashion. The big stores of the shoe factories, too, have had a good deal to do with the disappearance of the shoemaker and his little shop. You see. everything that can possibly be done so is done by machinery these days, and the repairing of shoes is one of them. There are in New York to day probably a dozen big shops where shoes are tapped by machine. These wholesale repair men can do the work cheaper, better and quicker than by the hand method, and they send out regular collectors to the stores to gather up damaged shoes left by customers who still stick to the old idea of wearing a shoe so long as the upper holds good. It takes only a few minutes for a skill ful operator to put on a sole with a machine, where it would keep a cobbler busy for the best part of a morning, chine men will put on soles for 75 cents to 85 cents while it used to cost us $1 or more. We gel $1,25 from our cus tomers. so you see it is a good thing for us and for everybody concerned. No, sir, you II have to hunt long and wear ily for the old familiar sign of the boot and shoe with the ’repaired’ between them, I guess.”—New York Tribune. Portuguese Hotel Tlmeoleces. It is the fashion for Portuguese clocks to strike the hour twice over. Heaven only knows why, for certainly the people are not so keen about the profitable use of their time that thev require to be reminded thus of its flight. The habit is apt to be irritat ing, especially in the night, when your bed (like enough a straw mattress and a bran pillow) chances to be near one of these monsters which dings its four and-twenty strokes at midnight, with a pause between the dozens which mere ly stimulates expectation. If there are five clocks in the establishment, all with sonorous works (and the supposi tion is reasonably, they will of course differ widely, so that twenty-four may be striking, with intervals, during a maddening half hour. You may hap pen to want to know badly which of the monsters is the least mendacious, and the bells at your bed-head com municate with two servants, one a Gal lego and the other a Portuguese. In such a case ring for the despised stranger without hesitation. He will'bc with you in a minute, fresh and smil ing, though half naked, and if he dis trusts his own judgment about the clocks he will not mind saying so, and hasten to awake the landlord himself rather than that you should remain in doubt. I regret to add that his more conceited follow-servant will more probably say whatever first comes to his tongue, more heedful of his own com fort than of your desires. Thus is the installation of the Gallego waiter in Portugal justified as that of the Ger man-Swiss with us.— Chambers’s Jour nal. It's easy to be good-natured if you have nothing else to do. HOW THE BIRDS TALK. SOME POSSESS SUITE AN EXTEND ED VOCABULARY. It U a Mistake l Credit TksM With Anything ( ttrrs|.ontliag te AM celete Scorch - A HrtositM-'s Angry Words o. Cnnnrlss Ars WlrtU.il deed Tnlksrs, That birds and fowls *M able to talk and to make themselves under stood by each other, la a fact auffi clently obvious. Yet their conversa tional powers are considered more or less mysterious, very little being known on the subject. Few persons have thought It worth Whlla te study tha matter, which, from tha viewpoint of the student of nature, may falily be regarded aa of more than ordinary Interest, • , •litre la t Scientist atwelcd to the Smithsonian Institution, Ur. Nelson R. Wood, who has mads the language of birds a lifelong study, Not only is he able to understand a good deal that blrda say, but ha can talk to many feathered creature* to as to make hlm stlf understood by them. He aays that tome blrda possess quits all sxltnded vocabulary; but ha adds that It would be a mistake to credit them witk any thing corresponding to nrttculate speech, or to suppose that they are able to alt down and converse with one another id the ordinary sense of the word. Feathered Species differ very much In their talking powers. The perching birds, aa a rule, have but a amall vo cabulary, whereas the widest range of speech Is found In chtckans and tur keys—very likely becauae they have so many enemlea, and must be able to utter warning notes, both to each other and to their young. The turkey has a note which signi fies immediate danger overhead, anl this la different from the sharp and rapid call that meant Imminent peril from something on the ground, aa a rat, for example. A hawk seen In the distance calls forth yet another cry. A fourth note Is of defiance, a fifth of pain, and a sixth of complaint or re monstrance (as when the turkey la being driven). When feeding In an open meadow a call la uttered different from that voiced In high grass or bushes, where the Hock is to be kept together. There Is a summons to call together scattered members of the flock; a social note, In a manner con versational. is also peculiar; and at night the turkey* on guard have a spe cial signal. The vocabulary of chickens, accord ing to Mr. Wood, Is really quite ex tensive, though many of their notes, possessing different meanings, are so much alike that the untrained observ er cannot tell them apart Those used for hushing the young to sleep, and tor warning, are closely similar. Most peo ple will be surprised to learn that the every-day hen has three distinct songs. One of them she utters while seeking her nest to lay; another is a call to her mate when she Is separated from him; and a third appears to signify mete abstraction —a crooning to her self while, perhaps, she Is hunting for food. The rooster has a song of his own, though perhaps few persons have heard It He uses It only occasionally. It Is a low, fine whistling, and ha will utter It sometimes on a dark day when going to roost, or when resting in a corner by himself. There Is a lot of Interesting material let us say, stands srect, gives a defiant chuckle, and drops one wing. This mqana fight If the adversary lowers his tall, draws bis wings up over his back, raises the feathers behind his comb,(lightly, and begins to sing like a hen, the Indication la of meekaess snd fear, and presently he will retreat, avoiding a combat. The fighting roos ter utters a short, sharp note. The parrot has quite an extensive vocabulary In its native forest. As might be supposed, when It has escaped from captivity It doss not forget what It learned while a prisoner, and par rots released from bondage have fre quently been heard talking to their wild companions In civilised human language. The parrot ranks high in the scale of intelligence, and unquestionably un derstands the meaning of some of the words tt utters. Mr. Wood once knew a polly that said Good morning” early In the day, "Goodby” at noon, and “Good night” In the evening It never made a mistake la these salutations nor mixed them up. Its accuracy In this regard could only be explained on the supposition that It understood the meaning of the words and had a notion of the time of day. /. This parrot lived next door to a house that had a squeaky gate. Long alter the gate was mended, so that It squeaked no longer, Polly would utter a shriek in Imitation of the familiar sound every time it saw the lady who occupied the dwelling cross the road In Its direction. Stories of this kind might be multiplied without number going to show that parrots connect with Ideas the vocal sounds which thsy utter. The crow knows that a man with a gun la dangerous, and on seeing him It will utter a note of alarm. Another note Is of Intense fear and warning to the young, as If to say: "Keep still and hide.” A third cry Is of affection tor the yonng, for each other, or for the bird's owner. The crow la one of the most affectionate of bird*, and when tamed shows many signs of lore for its master. One of Us note* Is a guttural mixture of gabbling sounde uuered perhaps when It is sitting on a branch In the woods, and apparently Indicating a bubbling over of good •pints. If a crow sitting on a tree branch sees other crows passing overhead it salutes them with a note that has a rising Inflection; the passing crows re ply with a note that has a falling In flection. One thing that birds of this kind are much afraid of Is a dead crow that something must have killed It and are afraid to come near lest a like fate befall themselves. Canaries are not especially good talk ers. yet they have a great deal more to ay for themselves than most people suppose. They have three distinct songs-one addressed to the mate, an signifying anger, and a third to Indicate pleasure. If a female be taken ‘" n * y fr °” her spouse, the latter will sing madly and persistently, but It Is a sign of distress and not of cheerful ness. Then there Is the companionship tw t” of “ T l *? 1 be “*ru twit of contentment— uttered as the canaries hop from perch to perch v low cry of warning I. ( | Ten when some thln fl „ hM p#gt or flies overhead. Again, there la a note of calling to each other, or to the ’ owner. Very affectionate birds are ca quarrelUoU,h they ,iaTe a ** r famll 5 r vo,ce of th * turtle" It [ a “ ' 1 ” ,n classical literature, neither turtledoves nor other kinds of pigeons art good talkers. They are no , . Intelligent, Indeed, as birds 0 Ttl)r they hare few notes. There I, . * a| of mourning, another to call the to tha neat, and a sort of "coo'. hy * m rarlatlon Is made cate either anger or pleasure . “The farmyard," says Mr. Wood ... the place to study the talk 0 f tl,, 1 ered creatures, and If y ou w i ßh deratand something about it the £ thing to do Is to associate famlCu with the chickens and the turkeys tk are the everyday companions of hum beings."—ftene Bacho, In the Saturd. ' Evening Post. Ura *f NOT HIS LUCKY DAY. Th Cnmifllesrjr Oa.lli.il IS. „ Hern, but I.ork*,l Him T'ft'cjvrr N{ V * One evening, late, Jean Lo qu I t „, decided that It was time to go h ? m * By that he meant a beach under , chestnut tree on the Place and Anen where had slept during the last f.J weeks. Famished, he had only mad , two cents—two foreign coins at that-! at the entrance of the vaudeville in e * tre, opening the door of a cab. "Bnch hard luck," remarked the pom man, talking to hlmaelf. "If i h ad Oo| two soua, two aoua to buy a crust 0 t braad In the morning." Dragging painfully his 111 clad pcr . son. hungry, suffering besides from 111. ness, ha reaumed his walk toward tt\ fi bench under the chestnut tree, hoping that'ha would meet a providential ni4n willing to pan with 10 centimes, thi> price of hla breakfast Suddenly h stumbled agalnat something in the darkness. Was It worth the trouble to look and see what It could be? Who knows T Providence has Utile regard for the poor, yet aho is kind to them at times; he had found once a leg of mutton In the mud; maybo this tlou It was a chop And be picked up the object. "Humph! This time I am deceived. It la no good to eat” Not one. not even a sergeant de vllle, could he seen In the street. Jean be! queteuz went under a lamp-post It examine what he had In his hand. "Well,” he said aloud, "this Is (un ny." Tne object *u a black pockethook containing 10,000 franca in government hills, but no letters, no cards, nothing to Identify the owner. ‘To think," he remarked to himself, “that some people carry 10,000 (rnnen In that way In their pockets. It li enough to make anyone sick. And now I have to go to the police station, out of my way, and I am so tired. De cidedly I have no luck tonight." And Jean Loqueteux went to the po lice station, where he experienced nil kinds of trouble trying to sec the commissary, on account of his dilapl. dated appearance. Finally, the mag istrate consented to receive him. i “M. Commissary,” he said very po litely, handing the portfolio, "1 ham found this.” "And, naturally, there Is nothing In ur “Look for yourself, M. Commissary." This gentleman opened the pocket book, saw the bills, which ho counted at once. “Ten thousand francs! An cnormom amount of money, my friend! You are a brave man, an honest man, a hero! Do you know that?" Jean Loqueteux remained very quiet, only repeating; "To think that some people carry In that way 10,000 franca in their pockets." The commissary was considering the -“t null more aotuulohmont than admiration. “And you have found this? There Is no use talking, you are a hero. Whtl Is your name?” "Jean Loqueteux." "What la your profession? 1 ' "I have none." “Then I suppose you have an In come, Where do you live?" “Alas, Commissary, I am a poor beg gar; 1 have no residence." "What? No residence? This la as tonishing. He has no residence," re marked the commissary. Then, nil dressing Jean Loqueteux he added: "You have no residence. Therefora you are a vagrant. You arc a hero, evidently. Yes, you are a hero. But you are alao a vagrant, and I am com pelled to apply the law. Here Is the pockethook; no doubt about that. You may receive a reward, possibly live franca, If the owner Is discovered. But this does not altar the fact that you live In a state of vagrancy. Be lieve me, i£ would have been much bet ter for you to find a residence than to tlnd a pocket book containing 10,000 franca. The law does not compel you to And a pockethook, but It compel! you to have a residence; otherwise—" "Otherwise?" asked Jean Loqueteux. "Otherwise. I have to lock you up for the night, and send you In the morning to the police court.” The commissary rang the bell and two police officers led the vagrant to a cell. "Really,” said the disheartened Jean Loqueteux, “I have no luck today."— Current Literature. Farm llnrlnl Plncem If the farnfers of 50 or twice 50 yean ago had been asked to name the moat valuable portion of their landed es tates, the old family burial grounds would have received the highest ap praisal. Many of these Inclosurea upon New England farms were then old grounds, containing all that remained of earth of ancestors that, maybe, cleared the surrounding forest far back in the years of early settlement. Tbs time came when the farm and farm houses were forsaken and their occupants departed to return no more. Some of these fsrms are still uncultivated, or used only for pasture ranges. Some have gone Into the possession of mer cenary purchasers, who have small re gard for the sacred character of the ancient graveyards. The ruined fences end not restored and cattle trample over the mounds once so carefullj tended. The fallen headstones are broken and their Inscriptions lost. II may be useless to make any sort ol appeal to those who would not care for an old graveyard of their own ac cord. But those to whose care these half-abandoned farms shall come In the future, having humane hearts, and feeling that the obligations of the gol den rule are not all outlawed by death, w'Jl save the old farm burial Places, as they will expect strangers to protect theirs In the far years to come. The thread that binds one to his birthplace and that of hla ances tors Is a strong one and may stretch beyond a thousand miles. Sometimes the children of the New England emi grant and even their children's chil dren may trace It back again and Into the old farm graveyard.JSprlngfleW Union. British medical journals of high au thority Insist that otone can be aVtl flcolly produced at reasonable expense to purify the alp In tunnels, sewen and othtr places in London.