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GR IGGSBY'S STATION.
f Ms p* (tun the i>ei»re and comfort that f all hmi IwforeV La -visitin' hack right, and rich as all Ï want to see the pier# quilts, the girls U mäkln* : And 1 cant tw u< freckled him! to Orlggsby ft!*- And joke her 'bout the widower she uurt' nlch n-taklu'. _ Till her pape got his pension 'lontd In time to i>ave his land. V is ths : ater I-aury 'boiMtbeir hand, m •* "J •ome re we ust to be so ha|>(>y and so of tii a livin' here? It's Jest a Ix't's go a visitin' ,ba<k to Grtggsby's Sta Itnortal pity tlon— , 1 f us In this .treat big house, wltn Pack where they's nothin' aggrevatln'an* irpet«« on the s.atrs. more ; pump right in the kitchen? And Shst away safe In the woods around the » elf»! my! city— old location— Back where we ust to be so happy and so pore ! jËwuothlng but the city all around us, ^■everywhere* ! m»b dean above the roof and look from I want to see Marlndy and help her with the steeple. And never see a robin, nor a beech or elm her sewin', And . hear her talk so lovin' of her mau that's dead and gene. And rieht h«re In earshot of at least a And atnnd up with Kmanuel to show me thousand iieopls— how he's ^rowin'. And none that neighbors with us or we And smile as I have «aw her 'fore she put want to go and see ! her mournin' on. And 1 want to see the Samples, on the old lower eighty, . Where John, our oldest boy* he was tuk and hurled—fhr Ills own sa'?« and Katy's—and I want to cry with Katy As all« reads all from the war. Let's go s-vUltln*, back to Grtggsby's Sta tion— Back where the latchstring's hangln' from the door; And every neighbor 'round the place Is dear ns a relation Bark where we ust to be ao happy and ao pore ! I want to see the Wlgglnsea. the whole kit Wfcat'a all this grand life and high sltua nnd Idlin' tlon. A drlvln' up from Hhaller Ford to atay the And nary pink nor hollyhawk a-bloomln' Sunday through : at the door? And i want to see 'em hltchln' at their «on- Let's g<> a visitin' bark to Grlggsby'a Sla in law's and pll'n' , tlon— Out there at Lizy Ellen's like they ust 'to Back where we ust to be so happy and do ! so pore ! his letters over, writ \ ! —-«fames Whitcomb Riley. ' ^ £ Une MarR of Cam. I g P • ' 3 ^ £ £ £5 H By John Jordan Douglas 3 i I. Bent low beneath a burden of drift wood, sorrowful of mein (and mayhap scornful), a 'powerful, dark-featured \ man ot perhaps two and thirty was slowly climbing the steep, rocky slope which abutted the sea at Muirlothan. v Far above, perched like a ragged eagle bn the wind-swept crest of the slope Uas a solitary fisher-hut. Beyond it «traggled the sleepy fisher village, ï A hundred eyes seemed to peer down Apon the lone laborer through tbe <(hilly opal dawn, and a hundred voices * w form into a floating curse, which settled upon him with the fierce fury a sudden storm. And ever the sll ve|ry sea mist writhed like serpents at hilt feet, and ever the screaming sea bit\<'.s, wheeling overhead, seemed to crjfi, now hoarse as a fog-horn, now 8biuU fJid piercing as a shepherd's Ä "The curse o' Cain be on ye for aye e!" ol an' upward the laborer pursued his an Ishmael's lot his lot, an Ishniael'8 curse gleaming, glinting in his auR en eyes. Though the burden pressed bis great strength, he oc/it sore oased) it not by the casting of a twig. In crushing labor he sought the re poee df his stricken soul, unmindful of heat tpr winter's bitter breath. Ere long hie entered the hut, and cast his burden' into the distant corner. Thenl » wrinkled and withered rom pait her prime, arose feebly a tremulous brown hand up What ha' ye an. Ion and lai on his l>road shoulder, ta'en frji® the sea, Geordie, my bairn?" "Nae gude, mother, nae ickle to keep the body warm. she quefl e<1 - gude; a that's a'.U fe*r we shall starve, mother, for sincelthey ha' branded me in Muir lothan thjey will gie me nae siller," he kenly, after a moment's si ae flab can be t^'eu frae the Btkt ye wur na gielty, my bairn, added bi lence. «*1 • » •« sea. wi' my laJ' breath I wad say't." "Ah. bu| the court an' the kirk ha' branded lot ban, 'a 1 mon o' bluid-gieltlness,' His strong voice sank bit glow of the driftwood fire . I be the outcast o' Muir »9 they say. terly; a re< cast a fantastic glamor over his dark, bearded tedL "There bel time«, mother," he said at last, "wheinl to the is better than to live—when life's a living death." "But your ».oJier still loves ye, bairn —an' Annie.'i "Hush! ra< most savagclE mention her tb me again—I hate her!" Suddenly hel rose and strode from the room. I thcr,* he Interrupted, al it canna be; dinna II. In all Scotland there was scarcely to be found a prb tler - sweeter, or more winsome lass han Annie, of Muir lalrd's only daughter. lolhan. the ol From early childhood she and George Brodie had lov devotion singularly pure and strong. Then suddenljl one morning the evil tidings that he l)ad committed a crime broke upon her. and stricken dui^ib, she quickly to the au man's confidence ,\ protesting bis lnno unpopular attitude each other with a Staggered at first, rebounded e height of a wo cence. It was ai even for the lalrd'b daughter. ust Brodle was The evidence overwhelming. Llfcik by link the chain had forged Itself, were, spontaneously from the glowing furnace of ng forth, as it Retributive Justice. Wit ness had corroborait ed witness to the effect that George |Brodie and Sandy r on tbe night of Thatl they were rivals hter's heart and ;ret. And in this MacLean were toge the tragedy, for the laird's da hand was an open s was found a su (fiele The defense-that I he (Brodle), in company with Sand: been assaulted and o known parties—had i pitiably weak. Only who sat constantrfr at| his side, and a poor, palsied old womaf who paced the wringing her cause. had Ma< Lean, rpowered by un emed flimsy and )e beautiful lass court-room, moaning ai hands had believed tba Sternly, and without a trace of mercy in bis voice, tbe Vjudge had sen tenced the accused to f long impris onment at hard labor, tvhen the term half served the kinjt pardoned the to Muir was prisoner, and he retu lothnn. By chance, the v^ry first OR e to fall beneath his gaze, j from the boat, was the w long since given him her love anil con fidence. She was talking! he landed in whomad with a tall, appeared nvlrt drew away and tteation to Then the V and, with his way. handsome stranger, an greatly confused as the < near. Suddenly she turn< directed her companion's something in the distant convict had wheeled sharp a muttered enurse, gone o III. The village of Muirlothan! with «excitement. King Roj was a coming. On every fal Le heard tb« wailing of baj tokening the arrival of d< was agog ert Bruce and could pipes, be im from J * many a brae and burn, to Join the lion hearted Scot, who dared fiaunt defiance in the teeth of England. The Muir lothan folk welcomed the great day with flags and bunting and general merrinirht. But the hut of the outcast, George Brodie, floated no flag; flung forth no sound of music. Black and solemn it crouched, as if, like a cornered tiger, it would spring into the sea. The morning had dawned glowering ly. The wind, gathering from all quar ters, leaped upon the sea with the fury of a wolf-pack, tearing it into a my riad ragged waves. White-caps chased each other like sheeted demons toward the "Reef o' the Damned." Sea-birds flocked landward in screaming circles —the mariner's sign of a squall. Pay swept wildly on into night. Still the king's ship had not come. Part of his force, it was true, had arrived by land, but be was to join them by water. The wind rose higher and higher. Murky clouds, hovering low a moment, were hustled onward by the furious gale. Suddenly a gun boomed out of the inky blackness; then streaming lights leaped skyward. "Boom! boom!" went the signals again and again—plainly the signals of a sinking ship. The villagers, gathering on the crag, separated into clamoring, gesticulating groups. But they only clamored and gesticulated. Strange cowardice held even the soldiers of Robert Bruce. "Geordie! Geordie!" called a voice from the door of the hut, which an old woman was vainly striving to bold against the driving gust, "licht tbe bea con frae ßkeighan's Held. TIs an eery nicht, laddie; an' I thocht I heard the voices o' puir drownin' souls i' the mouth o' the gale." The man's heart was touched, as this old woman had always touched it, and soon the great red light was flashing out upon the black water, broad, blaz ing signals to "keep off. Meantime a knot of hardy fishermen had gathered, and were discussing a plan to rescue the distressed crew. "We canna bide the sea the nicht; 'tis wild as tbe Devil," concluded the leader, and tbe others gave ready ac quiescence. The words were scarcely when the outcast was among the group. They scowled and shrank from him as if he were leprous. He was to them a man without the mantle of the kirl; —the wearer of the Red Mark. " Tis nae time to tithe the mint an' the cummin' ye drivelin' hypocrites," he cried fiercely, seizing the leader in a grip of iron. "Ye shall hear me the nicht! Will ye gang oot wi me to save the crew, or let 'em dee? Speak!" He paused, and pointed dramatically to a rocket of gun cotton which even then hung red-tailed, betwixt sea and sky. ** a spoken "We will nô gang wi' ye—a man o' bluid," they answered. "Dy'e na ken the curse o' God—the red mark—rests on ye? the mark o' Cain. "Then the curse o' God shall rest on hundredfold," he muttered, as he Is in ye a turned away. IV. Swiftly the good resolution of the outcast had met an icy blast. Unaided, living soul, however heroic, could that black, boiling stretch of which rolled out madly betwixt "Skelghan's Held" and "Dead Man's Reef. the sailors going down in the d Criminal though men said he was, he held yet within his soul somewhere, and deep down, a love for his suffering fellows. The possibility (yea, the very reasonable probability) that King Rob ert Bruce was among the distressed on ly added a sharper sting to the con vict's regret, exclaimed desperately, turning with frantic haste toward a dory which lay bottom upward in the distance. "If it wasna for mother," he added hoarsely, "I wad be glad to—" "Mon!" came a cry from a tall fig striding behind, 'I'll gang oot wi' no croM The man groaned aloud X • ■ in "They shallna dee," he ure, ye." and The outcast wheeled quickly clasped the stranger's huge, long hand. Finding it warm and strong, he re plied, "A moment, gude sir, an' I'll put ye to the test" A moment later he en tered the hut and soon returned with a great coll of rope on his arm. Down the steep, rugged slope the two powerful men bore the dory. Fin ally, by dint of desperate determina tion, they launched It off the narrow shelving beach; and climbing In, paid out the rope, which had previously been fastened to a ring in the stern and at tached to a boulder on the beach. By happy fortune the sea began to calm, and the rope served both as an an chor and a return cable. After many perils the dauntless lit tle craft reached the ship, which was plainly visible in the bright light, now ed streaming from the shore, and the crew I with few exceptions, were eventually brought, chilled but thankful, Into the garrulous drei«, which surrounded the Are i-a "Skeigan's Held." Suddenly the captain of the rescued crew, a great tall fellow, who mask like sea-garments the curious villagers ar.d—strange to say—some of the king's own soldiers believed to hide none other than Robert Bruce, rose and cried, "wha ha' saved us?" At this, Oeorge Brodie's face went white (for the captain had not spoken before), but he quickly arose from his place by the fire, and rushing forward, exclaimed, "Sandy MacLean, by the eternal!" "Ay, ay, Geordie," said the captain, an' ye've saved my life the nicht? God bless ye forr't, lad, as we canna. The crowd was fairly agape with ex citement now. "An' I thocht to save the king, San dy—I-" " 'Twas the king helpit ye to save, man," cried the mysterious stranger, who had gone with the outcast. And, throwing off his heavy water-soaked cloak, there stood revealed King Rob ert Bruce. "And listen, Geordie Brodle," he con tinued with a nod toward a graceful figure, standing some distance away. ' Ye maun thank the laird's lass for bringin' me hither. 'Twas to please her that 1 cam to try your case wi' mair o' mercy than the court an' the kirk ha gl'en ye. The day that ye returned frae the preeson she didna wish to in troduce me, for—a weel, for the cause which God Almighty ha" shown ye the nicht, in allooin' ye to Justify your sel' 1' the dark, e'en as men conveected ye o' crime i' the dark. "Oh, God," groaned âandy MacLean, what misery the deed o' Red Beard the Pirate ha' brought to the innocent —but the dell is dead—dead—dead. "I decree," interrupted the King, with a friendly motion to Sandy to keep silent, "that the records o' court an' kirk be stricken oot, an' that a gol den mairk o' honor be written where the red mairk o' crime ha' been; also that Geordie Brodle be gl'en the hand, e'en as be ha' noo the heart, o' the laird's dochter—provided she .be will in'. What say ye noo to that, Geordie?" "I canna say mair than that I'm un worthy o' her," faltered Brodle, a sus picion of tears in his voice. "Then I'll make ye Earl o' Cassan muir. In ths the me old to no it of a »I I« *• •< "Nae, nae, King Robert," interposed a sweet feminine voice w'hose beauti ful mistress was soon on the scene. "I'll hae him as he is—the same auld, gude auld Geordie he ha' been for aye." lass' it in The king smiled, took the hand and solemnly placed Brodie's. Geordie," he said, "I can dae nae mair to blot out the red mairk." "To the finest laddie an' the fairest lassie in auld Scotland!" cried Sandy MacLean, knocking the head out of one of the heaviest kegs and pouring a great heap of Spanish doubloons at their feet. "An' to the bravest an' best king auld Scotland ever throned," he continued, precipitating a similar shining flood at the feet of Robert Bruce. While the spell of their wonder was yet upon them, Sandy MacLean, the gréatAeart^d and flamboyant, gather ed up the remainder of his treasure and went on with his followers to the tav ern. Thus it was that George Brodie came into his own at last, and Bed Beard's piracy served a worthy end.—Scottlsh Amerlcan. QUAINT AND CURIOUS. The "botanical clock" is the name of a flower that is grown on the Isthmus of Tehauntepec. It is said to change color three times a day, being white in tbe morning, red at noon and blue at night. The vicar of Burgess Hill, England, announces that when confetti are thrown on the occasion of weddings at his church an addition of $1.25 will be made to the usual wedding fee, to pay for the trouble of cleaning the pa per away. Ether and chloroform, so useful in sending men to sleep, have the very op posite effect on plants, which are stim ulated to the greatest possible activi ty by these drugs. In Denmark and Germany advantage has been taken of this fact to force flowers in rooms and glasshouses, and to make them bloom out of season. The results are caid to be marvelous. Tak The Journal of Education says: lng the country as a who In five between the ages let five and 15 Is at work as a wage earner. In Ala bama it is one in four, while in Massa chusetts it is but one ln 200! Massa chusetts leads all other states—Is far in the lead—in this particular. Her record is 40 times as good as that of the United States as a whole." le one child There are several species of fish, reptiles and insects which never sleep, in the whole of their existence. Among fish it is positively known that pike salmon and goldfish never sleep at all, also that there are several others in the fish family that never sleep more than a couple of minutes in a whole month. There are a dozen species of files which never indulge in slumber. On a certain goose farm in tbe Mid dle West there is an incubator with a capacity for 10,000 eggs. These eggs are not, however, placed In the Incu bator at one time, but are so arranged that one section will hatch each day, being refilled as soon as the goslings are taken out. The geese on this farm are raised for their feathers alone, which are used in the upholstering business. The Texarkana (Tex.) Courier pub lished this problem In arithmetic for the glory of the State of Texas: "This will help you to figure out just how large Texas really Is. If you have a star matbmetician In your family tell him the population of the globe; then ask him if all the people in the world were-placed in Texas and Its soil divid ed out them per capita, how large would the man's farm be who had a wife and two children! When he gets through figuring then whisper In his ear: 'More than half an acre. » *» / w. I o' ! 23 I • '* Sounding Tltle^ Descends FromJ Louia Deibler'a 1 Executioner. Father to Son —~~j fife Daughter of an known Parisians of modern times has Just passed away; yet there were not 50 men France who were willing to know him. One of thp b in all He was peculiarly popular, in a con temptuous way, among the lower class es, says Pearson's Magazine; yet no one workingman in ten thousand would shake his hand. He had a unique position, alone of his kind. Though neither statesman, man of law, administrator or soldier, he was a governmenffunctlonary with the most high sounding of titles; yet this title was unknown to the groat mass of Frenchmen, who called him by another name—which was not his. They called him "Monsieur de Pa His real title was exécuteur deâ hautes oeuvres (he who executes high deeds). His name was Louis Antoine Stanislaus Delbler, and his profession was the cutting off of heads. He was the sole public executioner of France and Corsica. His father had been public executioner before him. And his son succeeds him in the sin *» rile i8ter office. The father of Louis Dalbler was pub lic executioner at Rennes and in the five departments qj Brittany. The stain was already In the family, and so was familiarity with the vocation. What could the young man have done In life? Should he make himself a lawyer, a painter, or go Into busi ness, the stain would have followed him. He was the son of the guillotine, and there was not a girl In France that would have married him! In France It is not as with us. where these dread responsibilities are diluted by division among a thousand sheriffs, each occupying for a few years only an office that is highly hon orable, and in which the "execution of high deeds," if it comes at all, is the rarest of accidents and leaves no personal association in the public mind. It has always been different in France. Under the old regime of In or name of the law. The title was that pi of "executor of high justice," a pro fession that demands long apprentice ship, because, according to an ancient ordinance, the bourreau (execution er) must "know how to do his office by means of fire, by the sword, the whip, the wheel, by drawing and quartering, by the fork, by dragging, pointing and pricking, by ear cutting, by dismembering, by fustigating, by kings, as far back as the 13th century, we find individuals whose life work it was to "whip, brand, hang, behead, breçk on the wheel and burn" in the the the the pillory, by the iron collar, and by | an( other like pains according to the cus toms and usages of the land ordered by the law for the terrifying of male factors." on ing a In 1720 the bourreau of Paris had a fixed salary of 16,000 livres, equivalent today to $16,000, for himself and his aids. The guillotine was not yet in vented, though the practice of tortur ing had almost died out and the chief work of Monsieur de Paris was the merciful cutting off of heads by means of the axe an<t block. In those days ft was always' "Monsieur de Paris," "Monsieur de Rennes," and so on—a strange title strangely shared by bish ops. Thus the great Bossuet was known to the court of Louis XIV as "Monsieur de Meaux. It was natural that the ill famed though highly paid office should run in families. A single family—the fam ous Sansons—occupied it through generations, from the year 1688 down to 1847, from the old days of torture to the merciful invention of the guil lotine, through the merciful red waves of the Revolution, the Empire, and the Restoration of kings down to the very eve of the Second Republic. Genera tion after generation the Sanson fam ily kept its memoirs; and their pub lication a few years ago, in eight large volumes, though scarcely more than a publisher's venture, with few important contributions to history, make strange reading. Louis Antoine Stanislaus Delbler, who was born in the year 1823, had discovered early in life* that his father was not like other men—he was "Mon sieur de Rennes." A few years ago, in a moment of mournful remini scence, he pictured to a friend his young wife's solicitude when his own little son began to ask questions. Papa is traveling," the child would prattle. The boy grew. Then one day he said "Papa is traveling!" in a tone she had never heard from him before. and tion the The be the the er in vey. » cess were the the and fray was were the from their ate a And she knew that he knew! I have said that there was not a girl in all France who would have married Louis Delbler. There was one In Algiers, however, who received his suit gladly—a charming young lady,' well educated, virtuous, good looking and possessed of a handsome marriage portion. What made this tender paragon re ceive the ostracized youth so kindly? She was in the same position as him self. There was probably not a young man of decent family in all France or •Algiers who would have asked for her hand. She was the daughter of M. Raseneuf, the public executioner of Al giers. Louis Deibler came and saw and was accepted. Indeed, he was doubly ac cepted, for he at once entered Into the office of assistant executioner to M. Raseneuf. This was ln 1S58, and In 1863 his own father died, still execu tioner at Rennes. He himself contin ued to live in the family of his father in-law and to assist him In his work the and from much they come has it, the inner other the the a and were stride vided a Louis Deibler had barely entered on P*tri hU functions as executioner for Paris St. until the law of 1871 came to suppress the separate posts of executioner in the province's*. Louis Deibler was called to Paris and. in the quality of assistant of the first class, he was at tached to M. Roch, the "Monsieur de Paris" of the day. M. Roch died in 1879, and M. Diebler succeeded him and "exercised" during all of 20 long years. ■< was called to ■ira de, a youth lisassinated Iris m I > 'Jvi\ The ■'led out on May ^executioner met from the young obliged to bang side of the gull ! lotlne until he was ; practically insen sible. His second victln was the cele brated Prunier. qhndemnel in Sep tember of the sam£ year for the assas sination of an old woman with ag gravating circumstances. Prunier was 23 years old and showed extreme courage in his last moment, smoking à cigarette as he walked jauntily to the guillotine. Another execution of his first year as made a great talk, it was that of the policeman Prévost, who had a mag nificent record for honesty and brav ery, but was found to have robbed a Jeweller and cut his body into 78 pieces. To the astonishment of his chiefs, he confessed to the previous assassination of a young girl, walked to the guillotine with firm ness, saying that he had not enough blood to wash away his crimes. But Louis Deibler's experience of his sad mission in life was not to be lim ited even to the victims themselves. After Prévost it was Menesclou, in April, 1880; this one's mother went suddenly crazy in the crowd the mo ment the knife fell. Henceforth the list becomes too numerous to mention, except, perhaps, for a few of the more celebrated 1 . Tropmann, who had murdered an en tire family; Marchandou, the valet assassin : Pranzini, the professional killer of women; Prado and Anastay; EyrautJ, the accomplice of Gabrielle Bompard, who, after her recent par don, was kept out of the United States; Vachler, the slayer of shep herd boys and girls; Sellier, the ghoul; and a series of anarchists like Rava chol, Henry, Vaillant and Caserinci the assassin of President Carnot. 'Monsieur de Paris' He QUAINT AND CURIOUS. An old labor law in England in force In 1783 contained the following six clauses; union was to be sent to jail for two months. Tailors must work from six o'clock in the morning until eight at night. Wages were not to be higher than forty-eight cents a day. Each tail or was to be allowed three cents for breakfast. Any tailor who refused to w'ork was to be Imprisoned for not more than two months. If any em pi oyer higher wages he was to be Any tailor who joined a fined $25, and the workmen who took the increase were to be sent to jail for two months. An amusing story is told of some of the richest men in the country who were attending a .«cent meeting at New York. Around the table were J. P. Morgan. James Still man, William Rockefeller, J. J. Hill | an( j Senator Depew. A messenger en directors' tered with a package for the senator on which $1.40 was due, and after go ing through his pockets the wonderful Chauncey acknowledged he did have enough money to pay the bill and asked financial aid. All subscribed as much as they had with them, but these multi-millionaires were good for only a little over $1 among them. A mes senger boy had to advance the rest. not In 1859 some distance southeast of Lake Nyassa, in Central Africa, Liv ingston discovered Lake Shirwa, a body of water about thirty miles long and fifteen miles wide, which has now entirely disappeared with the excep tion of a few ponds in its bed. Lake iNyami, discovered by Livingston at the same time, has also disappeared. The cause of the change appears to be a gradual drying up of bodies of water in Central Africa. As marking the results of a single half century the changes named (with no doubt oth er equally important, but not recorded) show a rapidity of mutation in those Inland waters not equalled elsewhere in the contemporary geographer's sur vey. if M Discipline is severe in the German army, and the treatment of privates ia sometimes unjustifiable. At Desaau a sergeant who had been drinking to ex cess insulted two young women who were escorted by a couple of men in the ranks. The privates protested to the minor officer, who drew his sword and attacked them, in his drunkenness wounding one of the girls. In the af fray which followed the sergeant was disarmed and felled to the floor. All three were put on trial. The sergeant was sentenced to prison for five months, while the unfortunate privates were condemned to five years behind the bar at hard labor, were dismissed from the service and were deprived of their civil rights. Service as a priv ate in an army so regulated cannot be a cause of pride in time of peace. In to A America is not the only country in the world that excels in canning meats and vegetables. At the St. Louis Ex position were shown canned rice birds from China. These little birds are much like our own reed birds, and as they live in the rice fields, they be come very fat and luscious. They are esteemed highly in-China and are pre served with skill. Portugal preserves immense quantities of fish. Germany has some interesting experiments In canning. One of these is called calor it, the name referring to the device whereby the vegetable or meat en closed may be heated by puncturing Two chambers enclose the the can. inner can, oqe holding lime and the other water. The puncture permits the water and the lime, to icieet, and which follows the slaking process causes heat. A Queer Horse. "Uncle Ben" was the name of the reindeer that drew our pulk. He was a big. raw-boned deer with enormous horns. His coat was almost white and was thick and soft, were long and powerful, and the sinews were plainly visible with every stride that he took. His hoofs were di vided very high, so that when he placed his foot on the ground the hoof spread wide, and when he raised it, a snapping noise was caused by the P*tri of the hoof closing together.-— St. Nicholas. His legs M; i : : F&âic Coining: Press Used in States Mlnt«»*Oyer 100 Years \ - * m MU * ! ir—i üfi flpK H P wM. ■ - TOT' ■ . ( ■n « $ ; % .1 é* V - . ■ i* , l' • e - ■ : 4 :. ■ ■ ■v'MtT r rntmi * - tÆÊasÊm ■■ '■/Mr mmr ; r ,A .rth ■■ MÏ3 t-.*» ■'•a. • i-rir ■ ï *-■ —From Scientific American. 1 ß DUST CANNOT ENTE«. Many a housewife and museum cura tor has good reason to regret that drawers as a rule are neither dust nor vermin proof. To have your treasures, whether they consist of linens, books, or unreplacenble specimens ruined when they were apparently secure from anything less than a fire is dishearten ing to say the least. Two Swedish in ventors of Providence, realizing the field that exists for a dust and Insect proof drawer, put their ingenuity to work and have evolved a very simple but effective construction. The essen tial feature of the construction Is a wooden or metallic cover for each in so ffo «D «• pÜ . i; OCST-BROOF DRAWERS. iividuii drawer. Three edges of this ?over, the sides and the rear, are pro vided with a downward extending 9ang<), adapted to close In the sides tnd back end of the drawer. The front ?dge terminates under a flange form ing an Integral part of the supporting framework. This cover is pivoted at some nearly central point, and as a lrawe.* Is withdrawn beyond this piv otal point the cover drops down at the bnck and raises correspondingly In the front, allowing the drawer to be en tirely withdrawn without displacing the cover. The drawers and covers may be made of wood, metal or any luitabto material. litow Port Arthur Got Food. The medium-sized northern Chinese milks wake first-class*blockade run iers. They are built very low In the water, with the decks almost awash tvhen loaded, so that only the bow ind sttvn rise noticeably above the water Une. They are strong, flat-bot tomed, and of unpainted, dirty wood, with no firigbt colors about them. Pro pelled by from ten to twenty oarsmen, if the sails fail, they glide through the water with no noise or smoke, and ire very difficult of defection. Dodg ing along the shore and among the nu merous inlets which extend from the Shan-tung peninsula across the mouth M PechlH Gulf, they closely resemble the low, brown rocks, and during the recent selge hundreds of them evaded the Japanese watchers and carried tons of fresh provisions and vege tables to the beleagued Port Arthur garrison.—London Times. The capital invested in the railroads In Argentina amounts to $509,000.000, that of Brazil to $434.000,000, of Peru to $180,000,000 and that of Chile to $130,000,000. A VERMONT MARBLE QUARRY 200 FEET DEEP & r A f . É ¥* % ■ - < /'I mm: * A Z S fm lärS *.• % «4 « ü 'I mi T"ifc a 3* i J *** r & H: ; . ( \ , V *|*l i f I LB tJB; f*' ■ fl j # j j ■ < u ■ ' *' -i. .» pv ! i'-'A»' c." " —From Scientific AJ MLÆ, New Coat of Anns For the I'ope. The new coat of arms ot I'ope Pins X. has Just been erectÆ over tbe bous« of tbe Pupal Nuncio, iu Munich. Tb« arms are absolutely new in more Î A ft *4$ ♦ : ♦ : rv : ♦ ♦ i ♦ . .» i ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ , ♦ ' zMm : ♦ ♦ » ♦ ♦ ♦ Î ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ 1 4 -i î t ♦ ■a NEW PAPAL AHMS. spects than one, for tbe I'ope, bei of democratic origin, has never ha| family cont of arms, and on his enite_ Ing office as Pontiff was compelled Invent arms for himself. The main tM feature of the new coat is the use or light colors. The shield Is divided Into three parts. The upper part contains the Lion of St. Mark on a silver field. The central division Is a blue field. The lower division Is a raging aea surmounted by an anchor. Above the anchor is a star with six points. The ^ crest is the usual papal tiara and tha' crossed keys of St. Peter. Dark Pictures of Disease. A young girl, delicate and sensitive to cold, has been told from her early childhood that she must exercise tbe greatest possible care, because she haa surely inherited a consumptive ten dency from ber mother, who died of consumption. This black picture of consumption and its fearful ravages on tbe system stamps indelibly upon tbe young life, and prevents healthful, buoyant growth or prompt phvslcal reaction. i/ Dwelling upon these conditions ruins the appetite, disturbs digestion, cuts off tbe assimilation of food, and emacia tion sets in, at length, as a result, and, as if this were not enough to discours age and dishearten the victim, every body bas to tell her how bad she Iook.% and bow she is growing thinner and thinner every day! Very often they say, "Now be careful, for you know your mother went by taking cold, or by exposure to draft." They give her cod-liver oil and tonics, but these are sorry compensations for the resisting power of the mind, of which they have cruelly robbed her, and poor substi tutes for the God-given power of self protection, granted to every human be ing. They have disturbed the child'a beautiful natural feeling that it is prty tected by the Almighty Arm, that it la made in God's image, and, hence, la God-defended, and that nothing can in jure its reality. Many a beautiful life has been stifled by such inculcated fears and depressing influences.—Suc cess. L ~