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Bow strange they »onnd in the quiet nicht—
The foot «Up« that ptll to left or right
Borne make • rhythmic and joyous beat
A« they gladden the ellent qtty street - '
Others more slow, with a ES'emn tread
As though they followed t!<Jr dearest dead :
Bona are so faint it would t%jm the grave
Was beckoning them from the busy pave.
These scares awaken an echo there
But passJHke ghosts through the great thor
There are eager feet ; feet which hesitate :
And feet that lag with a tottering gait -
Tber e are gliding feet, with the dance in their
There are restless feet, with no hope of repose •
And vague, uncertain, wavering feet 1
That pause, confused, in the midnight street
Thera am steps wh'ch tend to a happy home •
There am steps that night and day must roam •
Footsteps a mother has waited long ;
There la prophecy in these shifting feet
That quicken the silent city street.
1 sit in the shadows and hear them go
On their di\ e.-se missions to and fro :
Some on an errand of mercy sent :
Borne to the bedside of pain are bent :
Some hasten on to the darkest deeds -
Borne go to comfort a heart that bleeds •
Some to the river are drawing nigh I—
These footsteps may never again pass by.
Nbw York City. 1
h Thrilling Romance oj
Land and Sea.
mademoiselle's visit.
ITHOUT doubt
jealousy adds to
! love, and Olga
i t a r e d at the
^handsome blonde
(man stunding be
side the fragile
girl sitting on the
step of the little
sunnier house till
it seemed to her
she conld not
yield him to an
other. Yet what right bad she
• to speak to Kenneth about his
love? She was Griffith's be
trothed wife.
She wrung her hands as she
thought of it.
Why had she been so weak
as to listen to his wooing?
Why had she not been true to herself ?
She stood there in the midst of a crowd,
And her heart cried out in loneliness.
She would have given half her life to
be free, but she had hound herself.
She felt, as a reward for her folly, she
was to see this fair-haired man, for whom
she had each a strange reverence, bend
over the girl she had jnst seen beside him,
Chris' husband.
She asked herself why she cared?—
what it mattered to her?—and conld not
She eonld not bear to think of Kenneth
op there alone with Chris.
Yet she would not have interrupted
their interview for the world.
She sat on the rustic seat in the garden,
surrounded by her sisters and friends;
her lover was beside her, but she seemed
only to see Kenneth ana Chris.
" Surely they had met before they came
here," she thought, and she half turned
to question Griffith about what he knew
of Chris' past, but pride silenced her.
And presently Kenneth and Chris came
down to her, and Chris said:
"Olga, Mr. Byrne says dog roses look
pretty in fair hair; may I put some in
yours, as he has done in mine?"
She bent, with the blossoms in her
hand, over Olga's golden tresses, but
with a little passionate gesture Olga
dashed her hands away, and cried:
"No; I hale dog roses."
Kenneth smiled as he mattered:
" So, my love, yon are jealous? Well,
Griffith's falsity must soon be discovered,
and then I can claim you for my own
darling Olga."
Perhaps he would not have felt so con
tented if he conld have seen the girl
tossing on her pillow that night, as she
"I am so miserable I wish I conld die!"
While little Chris smiled as she lay
awake dreaming of that man who had
that afternoon looked so kindly on her.
He at that moment was enjoying a
champagne supper at the village hotel
with Griffith and a few boon companions.
"Let's drink to Griffs sweetheart," cried
one of the gentlemen.
* And afterward to her intimate friend
the ex-ballet girl," said another, with a
"Hush!" laughed Griffith. "You will
have Ken after you if yon speak a word
against Chris. She is his sweetheart."
"How dare you!" angrily exclaimed
Kenneth. ' Neither her name nor Olga's
should be mentioned here."
'Pshaw! a ballet girl is not a lady,"
said one of the men, who had been drink
ing heavily.
" Bat Ken feels bound to protect this
one as she followed him out in the mining
regions," langhed Griffith.
Kenneth frowned.
" If this conversation is not stopped at
qnce I will knock the man down who
next speaks against her," he cried.
Apu there was silence, for men knew
Kenneth Byrne was not s coward, and
that he would keep his word.
In half an hour's time he had forgotten
the oireumetance, but the conversation
had been written down againßt him in the
book of fate. It was to causa him terrible
trouble in the future—a trouble that
seemed to have fallen upon him already;
for later, when they had returned home,
and Griffith stole into his room after he
slept, Kenneth looked pale and sad, and
hit brother heard him murmur:
" Olga, beautiful Olga!"
Griffith took the bottle of brandy of
which he had entered in search, and
passed from the apartment.
Outside the door he paused to mutter:
"You never, never shall hove her, Ken
neth Byrne, though I die in the attempt
to make her mine."
Then, at he reaehed his room, he flung
himself face downward on his bed, sob
bi *Sh, what a fool—what a fool I have
been I"
What new mischief did he contemplate ;
as he lay there with his face hidden in i
hie pillows, and the wash of the waves
sounding outside?"
The wind was howling dolefully as if
to increase his sorrow, but suddenly he
raised up hie head, he was flushed with
triumph, his eyes sparkled wickedly.
BiJV hl L b *' h ? ,mid - 'I will not let
h w^î V *i h v r : ® h * 8h * 11 »* mine!"
Well might Olga toss on her pillows,
well might little Chris lie awake, for this
, WM Pruning for them a sorrow that
could never be overoome.
The next day was dark and r dny, bnt
early m the morning, like a foul bird of
Ptey, Griffith rode through the fog to the
Aetange mansion.
. 01 8 a . ,aw him coming, and shuddered—
■ne had cause.
She greeted him coldly, but he was not
*£ hin S CÄn ***** vanity.
.♦v« 1 ®*' s* id ; "i h* T e come here on a
wedding 6 " 1 * 114 * 1 d#,,re to hasten our
She shrank awav.
Listen, dear," he continued, "I have a
I night heard a half fool,
half lunatic of a girl vow ehe would kill
me on the day of the marriage, if she
knew when it was to take place. Gigs,
she is truly nothing to me; but I found
8 i®.!ï B8 aflirt-andl flirted with her just
• «ÎÎ e ' Tb * result is she loves me.
Dear, I hive given out word that our
î 1 ®* 1 *!!,®® •hell he celebrated in Septem
ber. To save my life, will you not let me
wed yon this month? Think how much
trouble it will spare every one; but even
>our sisters must not know about it.
Olga, will you consent, remembering
it ie my life?" 8
She did not answer, for a servant had
entered the room with a card in her hand.
She looked around.
"A- l°dy to see Miss Verine," she said.
Mademoiselle Giraud; is she in. Miss
Yes; show the lady into the library,"
replied Olga, and the girl quitted the
Olga turned to Griffith.
You must give me time to consider
your proposal. I do not think I can grant
the request. I will tell you to-morrow."
"Oh, no, no. I will go out in the gar
den anti wait half an hour; at the end
of th it time surely you can decide. Olga,
when you think it means my life yon will,
and answer yes. What can it matter?" '
Her lace grew white ana tioublel.
"I will wait half an hoar and think,"
she answered. "Go into the garden, Grif
lith; in half an honr I will meet you in
the summer-honse."
He bent to kiss her, but she motioDed
him away, and he left her sitting on that
sofa asking herself her duty.
Why should she sacrifice herself by a
secret marriage for this man's folly, per
haps sin? she questioned herself. And
something seemed to her to answer: be
cause you have promised to shire your
life with him, have plighted him your
vow to lovo him, to think of his welfare
Perhaps it was because she felt if he
had been another she would haie gone
with him anywhere gladly; she now al
most r, solved to do as he wished.
But Kenneth's face rose in her memory.
Could she forever part heiself from him
—yield him, as it were, to Chris?
As she sot there with her eyes wide
open, drenming, she heard Chris greeting
her guest in the other room.
She had no idoa of listening to them,
no idea their conversation was to be of a
private nature; bnt she was in a kind of
trance, from which she felt no disposition
to rouse herself.
Chris' words fell on unheeding ears, as
the girl said:
"When did yon return from California,
"A week ago." replied Mademoiselle,
who looked pretty in her costly Persian
costume, and who seemed overjoyed to
see Chris. "My dear, I heard of your
good fortune, aud I came at once to con
gratulate you. I expected you were mar
ried to either Lord Elgin or Kenneth
Byrne lODg before this. Why did yon not
make the most of your time on that lone
ly ride over the mountains?"
"Mademoiselle, I-" gasped Chris,
and paused.
"Don't flash, dear; either Kenneth
Byrne or Lord Elgin would have pro
posed if you had managed your aliairs
with half the diplomacy I did mine with
Mr. Miller, And now you see I have a
home on the avenue, my private stable,
and all the diamonds I can wear. Ken
neth could have given you any of these
things; but if you will come and stay
with me I'll get you even a richer benu."
Olga had unconsciously listened, and
now she buried her white face in her
hands as she asked:
"What has Kenneth Byrne been to this
Through the air jealousy seemed to
hiss the words:
"A lover!"
W ith her eyes glistening and her cheeks
flushed, with her 6com of herself for
having allowed herself to care for a man
who she now believed belonged to an
other, she went out to Griffith, and, put
ting her hand in his, said:
"I will marry you whenever you wish."
He uttored a cry of triumph; yes, he
rejoiced in the thonght of wrecking this
girl's life, and despite the cruelty ex
pressed in his wicked eyes Olga did not
know she hod by her desperate act cost a
human life—that she had cast a soul
down into the black abyss of despair.
Was it her own?
Olga remained in the little summer
house long after Griffith had departed, in
spite of the damp air, and even the
dashes of rain that entered the place.
The girl was distressed by the thought
of what she had done.
"It was not right to promise to marrv
him in secrecy, but oh, I am ro afraid I
do not do for him what I should for Ken
neth if he were my betrothed husband that
I grant him favors that I would not an
other man. 1 wonder how this will all
eDd—what is to become of me, after all."
The wind, moaning over the water,
struck a chill to her as she asked the
She drearily stared out on the dismal
landscape, on which the rain fell so mo
notonously, till a footstep sounded on the
grave lêd path, and looking up she saw
Belle was coming toward her. Idly sur
veying her, Ida perceived her step-sister
appeared pale and haggard.
What troubled her? Was she unhappy,
She greeted her anxiously, saying:
"Are yon not well this morning?"
"Yes, why?" was the short answer, as
Belle entered the snmmer-honse and sat
down as if prepared for a tete-a-tete with
her sister; it was an unusual thing for
her lo seek her, so Olga regarded the
comer with surprise.
"Because you look ill," she impulsively
Belle turned on her vindictively.
"It is in the air, for you do, too," she
eaid. "Olga, every one says you look ten
years older than myself, even Griffith.
Was it yonr lover who jnst left yon?"
Olga assented.
Belle looked at her searchini
"Do yon know, at times, I believe yon
care nothing for him,* she said. "Every
one says it is strange yon do not marry
Kenneth instead of his brother."
"It is kind of people to interest them
selves in my affaire, " said Olga, haughtily.
Belle leaned toward her.
"Olga," she said, "do yon love Griffith?
Tell me, do you think he loves yon?"
There was an eagerness in this sallow
faced women's tone and manner Olga did
not heed.
A bitter look earns over her face—a
proud, fiereé' look; she was thinking of
Chris and Kenneth, and the actress who
believed "they migh be lovers."
'I think, sometimes," she eaid, "man
knows no such sentiment at love.
Women and children may weave poetical
verses abont faith and honor; man laugh
at them. They aie cruel at the best.
Griffith ie like ell the rest. I do not be
lieve he really loves me."
"Yet von are going to miny him,*
muttered Belle, in a strangely relieved
"One might me well marry one as an
other; none will be true," said Olga, mill
in that hard, strained voioe.
Belle smiled.
"Well. Olga, I retlly do think yon are
not a woman to keep any man's affection
long. People find you so peoulier, you
see, dear. And, really, do you know, you
have given the word ample cause to gos
sip, taking in that little Chris? It seema
she has been e great friend of Kenneth
Byrne; aud the other night be came near
fighting a man in a liquor saloon because
he mentioned her. He is in love with
her, they say; and I should not be at all
surprised if you got yourself well scan
dalized for having her here."
"I am sick of that subject. Let the
world scandalize me if it desires. I am
indifferent," eaid Olga, rising to return to
the bouse. She met little Chris on the
"I was jnst searching for you," said the
young girl. "The mail has come, and you
nave some letters, and Belle also. I re
ceived one from Mr. Kenneth Byrne, ask
ing me to go to a clam bake over at Great
Neck to-morrow. We sail scions in his
Belle had followed Olga up the path
and had taken her letter from Chris,
while Olga tore hers open.
Presently she glanced up at Chris, said
nothing, but seemed troubled.
"Did yon only receive one letter?" she
asked, at last.
Chris bowed as Belle cried:
"Why, Olga, the Markhams are going
to give a grand ball. Is it not splendid?
Is that your invitation?"
Olga bit her lips.
"Yes," she slid; "I shall send a regret."
"A regret! you must be crazy; it will be
the affair of the sea-on. Chris, yon re
member the house we took you to see last
week. Will it not be grand for a ball?"
Chris bowed.
A lump had risen in her throat as she
comprehended why Olga had said she
would send a regret; it was because these
people, knowing her, had slighted her by
not sendin • her an invitation."
"It is too had that they did not invite
you." said Belle, quite suddenly. "But
then, dear, j ou really couldn't expect it,
you know. The Markhams are very
proud people. I am almost surprised
they would invite us when we have
actress in the house."
Chris' hands wrung each other.
Her lips quivered.
Olgn glanced up at her; suddenly she
rose, and put her arm about her waist,
"Chris, we will enjoy our sail to-mor
row. Kenneth is an excellent seaman,
and we will have a merry day. Have yon
ever been on Great Neck? Our city mayor
lives there in summer, you know, and
many celebrities come up for a while. I
thins I'll ask Kenueth to have some car
riages sent over that we may drive around
after our arrival. It was good of him to
think of it for us, wasn't it, dear? You
must try aud thank him, for I don't doubt
but that the party was mostly gotten up
for you. He sad yesterday, speaking of
you, 'Tu as raison de l'aimer, elle est
ail arable.' "
"My dear Olga, why do you flatter the
girl. You know-" began Belle.
"Belle," interrupted Olga, with a stern
look on her face, "I know Kenneth Byrne
said that to me yesterday about Chris.
He admires her, aud Chris must show
him she appreciates his effoit to entertain
her to-moirow. "
'That he may again fight some man in
a low drinking saloon if he mentions Uer
name?" sneered Belle.
C'hriB looked startled.
"What is this?" she asked.
"That Mr. Byrne showed his friendship
for you by seeking to protect your name
from common slander," said Olga; and
then as she explained, Chris' face lost its
sad expression, and she stole away up in
her little room and muttered:
"He must, he does, care for me, and I
am so happy."
She laid her cheek against the cool
pane of glass, for it hail brought a burn
ing blush to think he cared for her.
The rain dashing down the outside kept
time to the music in her heart—the
music wakened by the thought that ha
loved her; that she, perhaps, was neces
sary to his happiness.
Olga had uuderstood her well when
she had thought to cure Chris' sadness
by telling her to thank Kenneth the next
The girl forgot the slight that had
been put upon her by wondeiing how Bhe
could do enough to reward him for being
"She lovc3 him," said Olga, ts she
watched Chris' face when Kenneth'«
name was mentioued the following morn
ing, aud a great loneliness fell upon the
young heiress as she thought she was to
marry a man she did not love.
It seemed to her the future looked very
dreary as she stood on the veranda pre
pared to go to the picnic.
Had she dre tmeu what the night was to
bring she would not have thought so, but
no one sees nn hour beyond the present.
He Couldn't Say.
"Who's running this hotel, anyhow?"
asked a landlord of a traveling man
who wasn't disposed to acccept the
situation as meekly as he might have
"Who's running this hotel?"
"That's what I said."
"Well, I can't say. I haven't made
up my mind yet whether it's the cock
roaches or the nocturnal insects that
make sleep nothing but a fantastic
dream of hope. Y'ou'U have to figure
it out for yourself ."—Merchant Trav
Mr. W. A. Carter, in a recent lec
ture on "Marine and Fresh Water
Fishes, said that fish have the power of
influencing one another by sounds and
action. He had observed a shoal of
carp following the lead of a single one,
which conducted them to a quantity of
food at a considerable distance away.
He had also noticed that certain fresh
water fish, such as trout, were sub
servient to a ruler, which might be
seen swimming at the head of his tribe.
The same was possibly the case with
some marine forms, like the herring
and bass.
Lawyer— Do you know the nature of
an oath, madam? Witness—Well, I
should say I did. My husband took
off the screens yesterday, and is put
ting up the stovepipe to-day.—The
What to Do and What Mot ta Do to (let
Speaking LlktnNA
Here are some points for the wo
man who proposes to bave ber own
or her husband's, or ber children's
picture taken, 'ihey are the utter
ances of one wbo speaks with author
ity, a photographer. And this is
wbat he says:
He adaptable. Resign yourself
with as complete confidence in the
artist photographer as you would to
an artist painter, and the result will
be entirely satisfactory. Disabuse
your mind of tbe idea that poses and
expressions which look well as prac
ticed before your mirror will photo
graph well. Before the camera
they will generally produce dis
torted features, distorted bodies,
and monstrosities of hands. Lo
nothing, forget that you want to
look well and you will succeed in
looking natural.
As to your dress, any material that
falls in graceful lines is desirable.
L gltt colors are always preferable.
For soft and dainty effects nothing
is so beautiful as transparent ma
terials, such as tulles, laces, nets.
Blgek silk can be worn to advantage,
and biack tulle and lace take beauti
fully. Woo!en goods define the
figure best, being less liable to
wrinkle and crease than silk or satin.
Open work embroideries in collars
aud cuffs produce exceed ngly fine ef
fects, particularly in pictures of the
Remtrandt style. Dark green and
red are the desire of the artist; large
pi a ds suggest comic pictures. Velvet,
plush, and jet do not photograph
well. Close bandä about the throat
are to be avo ded: allow it to be free.
The slender woman may have perfect
confidence In the Rembrandt shad
ing to produce roundness of outline.
Rembrandt, as you know, painted
the broad side of the face in shadow
and the narrow side in high light,
with the result of a startling lile
likeness in his portraits never ex
celled. The woman who is thin
should drape the neck and arms in
delicate gauze or lace, and half con
cealing, half revealing, make herself
doubly attractive.
Never dress a child in velvet unless
of light-colored hues. Your boy's
charming black or green velvet suit
will be a photographic failure. There
is nothing so befitting a boy in a pic
ture as simplicity. Never ask the
artist to make a full-length picture
of a boy in knickerbockers. Boys'
feet are proverbially large and loom
up immensely when attached to a
pair of slim legs clad from ankle to
knee in stockings. Girls need ac
cessories and striking effects—and,
besides, are more graceful than boys,
Baby, of course, must wear white,
with no lack of ruffles and laces to
add to his charm. Men's clotning
should invariably be dark.
Don't tell the photographer that
you are the worst subject in the
world to photograph, and never had
a successful picture, it is a stilted
remark resulting from a species of
egotism which simply means that no
camera has ever yet succeeded in pro
ducing the beauties that you see in
Don't practice expression and so
succeed in disguising yourself.
Don't tell baby that birds and
monkeys will jump out of the side of
the gallery to amuse him. His dis
appointment will make him cross.
Don't bring the entire family along
to keep the child in good humor.
The ailist can do that much more
easily, and the baby is less likely to
become nervous.
Lon't bring a friend along to pose
you. Trust to the professional rather
than amateur skill.
Don't, if you are an amateur, try
to instruct an artist of thirty years'
experience how to make a successful
Lon't grow angry if you cannot
break tbe business rules of the studio
because you do not think they are
good.—Sc. Louis Post-Dispatch.
The Experiment Whlrli an Ohio Capitalist
Will Try In Nebraska.
A plan for securing farmer iinmi
grants has just been put into opera
tion in Nebraska by a wealthy Ohio
manufacturer, and it is the under
standing of the South that Governor
Northen, of Georgia, advocates
similar experiment in his State.
Some time ago the Ohio man pur
chased 12,000 acres in Nebraska. Ini
the center of this tract 100 acres are
laid off for the village site, and in
the center of this forty acres for
public park, Facing the park are the
school, church or churches, public
halls, stores, shops, etc. The re
mainder is cut up into 210 lots of
about a half acre each for dwellings
for the farmers, storekeepers, me
chanics and others who may seek
residence in the village. After pro
viding for the village the rest of the
12,000 acres is divided Into 150 farmR
of about eighty acres each, with
roads so laid out as to give each farm
an open highway to the village. It
is proposed to sell these farms on
time, giving ample time to the pur
chasers to pay for them, and to assist
In the building of the villiage by
helping to build the schoolhouses,
churches and such other public build
ingsas may be desired. If this idea
___ ^ ^ ^ ,
is carried out, there will be a village
of 150 families of farmers, and per
hans fiftv or more other families
haps fifty or more other families of
storekeepers, mechanics and others,
say a village of 200 families, or 1,000
people, which would make a consid
erable place.
Governor Northen suggests that
land owners form mint stock com
panies, purchase a central tract for
the village, build a church, a school
house, a store, have a postoftice estab
lished, and then let those nearest the
village site cither build, or if practi-1
cable, move their dwelling to the vil
läge site, thus giving ita start. Thta
subdivide the large farms into snail
ones, and invite settlers to come, pur
chase, and become residents of the
village. _
Immense Crystals.
If somebody should find a diamond
ns big as a foot-ball, h.s discovery
would hardly be more unexpected
than one which has recently been
made In Utah; relating to a kind of
crystals, however, far less precious
than diamonds. The discovery re
ferred to is that of a deposit of se
lenium found near the Fremont River
in a mound-like elevation formed by
tbe washing and wearing away of the
clay and sand surrounding It
Nelenide crystals arj formed from
the rare element selenium, which is
related to sulphur, and was discovered
in 1817 in the refuse of a sulphuric
acid factory by the celebrated chem
ist, Berzelius.
In its vitreous form selenium is
sometimes employed for optical pur
poses. Many years ago little medal
lion portraits of Berzelius were occa
sionally to be seen, cast lu this sub
stance which he haa discovered.
Selenium has been found in small
quantities in native deposits, notably
at Cuiebras, in Mexico. But hitherto
the seienide crystals obtainable have
been small, being "measured by
inches and weighed by ounces." Now,
however, they have been obtained In
the Utah deposit weighing as much*
as a thousand pounds!
Many tons of these crystals have
been taken from the mound. Some
of them are four and even five feet
in length, with faces six inches
broad. One huge crystal had nine
teen small ones projecting out of it.
As far as known this unique deposit
has no rival in the world.
Manchester's Enterprise.
The costly undertaking of turning
Manchester into a seaport is rapidly
approaching completion. Five miles
of quay are already laid; the ship
canal, thirty-five miles long, connect
ing the city with the tideway of .the
Mersey, is expected to he open for
traffic early next year. One-third of
the distance is already open to ship
ping. This gigantic undertaking was
begun in 1887. The cost has amounted
to fortv-flve millions of dollars—some
one million five hundred thousand
dollars was sunk In parliamentary
expenses. The canal is capable of
passing through vessels of large ton
nage as the Suez Canal. To carry
the four important lines of railway
which intercept its course over it, has
■ necessitated the construction of via
j ducts seventy feet high. Six swing
j bridges and a high-level cantilever
j bear main roads over its waters
j Elaborate arrangements have had to
j be made for its intersection by the
| Bridgewater Canal. The original
i plan was to level It through on the
j high-water line of the Mersey; but
that was abandoned, and a series of
locks now bring the canal at Man
chester up to the level of the city,
sixty feet over Liverpool. The locks
and bridges are opened and shut by
hydraulic power. Vessels, by the aid
of electric 1 ght, will be passed
through by night us easily as by day.
Mr. F. Leader Williams is the en
gineer of this new wonder of tho
It Frightened Would-be Boarders.
A pretty Thirty-eighth street
widow whose ill-success at running a
boarding-house caused her to pino
away to a mere skeleton is taking on
flesh now, the happy result of her
sudden prosperity. Her years of bad
, luck, she discovered, were all duo to
the sign before her door. It read:
"Professional Boarders." She meant,
of course to catch an educated class
of people, but to her dismay those
who stopped to read the notice hur
ried away without ringing the bell.
About a month ago s ie concluded
to experiment with the sign, so she
juggled the words around and made
them read: "Boarding—Profession
als. "
The same day a curly-haired young
man called and inquired ifallghtroom
suitable for a studio was to be had.
He was followed by an elderly gentle
man, who said he was a judge. They
were both taken in.
The following day four doctors, two
i of them women, a lawyer and thiee
; professors were accommodated. Five
i long-haired poets and three music
| teachers, one male and two females,
were at the same time turned away
! temporarily because the carpets were
j not down on the top floor. They
I . , ... ». . . „ ,
j ïar * n Lnis LtiaL sbe listens on the
stree *' 8 10 strolling players, hoping to
flnd an ° le BuU among them,
have since been taken in.
The estimable landlady has so far
kept them all by addressing them by
their professional titles.—New York
As Good as Her Name.
The Princess Christian is said to
be more devoted to good works than
any other of the Queen's duughters.
Her pet scheme is the British Nurses'
Association, and next to that she is
devoted to flower charities. She has
a big conservatory and every day she
sends out great bunches of flowers to
all the sibk ln her neighborhood. She
also delights to discover -genius and
make smooth its path. Sbe goes so
far in this that she
The Lee Mansion.
The pictuiesque old mansion that
i w - a f. h °mo of several generations
i ^' ees of Virginia is still 6tand
In an excellent state of preserva
tion near Fairfax Court House. It is
known as Ravensworth, and with its
tine grounds and historic treasures in
the way of relics, it is, next to Mount
Vernon, probably the most interest
ing old house in the Old ltomioion.
' Bar ^ * n eighteenth century the
® state the home of the Fitzhughs,
ff OIn w ^ ona the Lee family inherited
> Interm arriage. _
When women have a grievance
j they pass resolutions, and make an
investigation afterwards.
How It Was Finally FmmsM to OMR
■an on Itself.
There Is a boy in Newport who
owns a burro, which means, says
New York Telegram, that tbe boy
has no time to take a vacation. A
burro is a cross between a mule and
a jack rabbit and has tbe qualities of
both under certain circumstancea
Like the latter It can run fast, wear
long ears or stand still In one spot
for a long time. Like a mole it goes
and comes at its own pleasure and
notât anyone else's nod and beck.
Its favorite amusement is to stop
suddenly in tbe middle of the street
and stand there while an admiring
throng watch the bov trv to i>tart iu
It stopped on the.Fort Thomas elec
tric car track the other day, and
after beating it until he was tired
the boy got off and tried to lead it.
But it braced its legs and held back
btavely. Then he got behind and
tried to push. It never changed its
position. Then he pushed first on
one side and then on the other, try
ing to throw it It only spread its
four legs wide apart like those of a
saddler's horse. Then t^.e boy took
off the bridle, thinking it might try
to run away, knowing itself to be
free. The burro smiled at this.
Then the boy gathered a lot of
stones and began pelting It. The
burro never flinched. A man was
sprinkling his yard with a hose near
by, and the boy got him to squirt
water on the burro. The burro
laughed and snickered audibly. Then
the boy pulled a handful of fresh
grass and held it temptingly in front,
but the burro only nodded his bead
and leveled bis double-barreled head
gear at its master (V.) Naturally this
excited the crowd, and many were the
words of encouragement showered
upon tho boy and * the sticks
and yells at the burro, for
the bov in a sort of public ad
dress gave them all "leave at him. "
Just at this point an electric car ap
peared. It came spinning up in the
burro's rear, clanging its bell noisily,
for the motorman recognized the ob
structionist. Ho thought the animal
would get out of the way of the
racket But the burro never moved.
The motorman, not caring to kill
the beast, stopped the car suddenly,
only giving tbe burro a hard bump
which made him brace the harder.
Then the crowd yelled while ah at
tempt was made to start the car
slowly, but the burro only spread his
legs widor and smiled. The passen
gers then got off, and, two men tak
ing hold of each leg of the burro, thev
lifted it off the track and sat itdowu
on the roadside just as if it had bee
a heavy center table. The boy the*
put on the bridle again and climbing
aboard trotted the burro off after the
car, wagging his cars as peacefullj as
If he had never balked in his life.
Gan These Assertions Be True?
In England and on the Continent
there are on all trains coaches la
beled "ladies only," in addition to
the ordinary and smokers' carriages.
As a usual thing these compartments,
intended for the use of timid women
traveling alone, are carefully avoided,
and on the Continent it Is not un
usual to sec women crowding into the
smoking carriages, while the "ladies
only" are almost empty. A woman
wbo travels a good deal tells why she
thinks this is sa Her reasons con
tain an interesting reflection on fem
inine human nature.
"When 1 travel," she said, "I like
to be as comfortable as possible, and
that one cannot be where only women
are. All women are selfish, but they
seldom show it before men, more es
pecially if the men are strangers;
with their own sex, however, they
have no compunction. If one wants
to put a few umbrellas or a bat-box
on the rack, it is generally so full al
ready that it is no easy matter to da
so. No hand Is stretched forth to
make the necessary room. If a corner
seat is wanted, a woman Is not likely
to give up her place to another wo
man, whereas in a compartment
where the sexes are mixed there Is
sure to be some gentleman who will
move his things to accommodate a
lady, and even give up his scat to her
if she requires such a sacrifice. Then
there is the window of the dames
seules compartment; if you happen to
want it down a little the other oc
cupants will want it up, and vice
versa; but in another carriage, iu
nine cases out of ten, if you are a
woman you can generally manage to
have your own way about the win
dow. 1 couldn't travel in a 'ladies
only' carriage on any account. In
deed, I would sooner get into a smok
ing carriage."
The Teeth of the Negro.
The old-time colored man was noted
for the brilliant whiteness of his
teeth—a quality which is not inher
ited by his descendants of tbe pres
ent day. CNowadays the teeth of the
negro do not seem to be nearly so
good as those of h:s white brother.
The reason is to be found in tbe
change of food. The slaves had plenty
to eat, Dut the food given them was
of the simplest kind. Fork, meal,
potatoes, and such vegetables as they
raised formed their bill of fare.
Now they eat all sorts of indigesti
ble stuff, out-doing the white people
in this direction, showing a particu
lar fondness for candies and sweet
meats. The consequence is that in a
single generation the ivory teeth of
tbe stave have given place to the de
cayed fangs of tbe freed man.
The metal In commercial use—
copper, lead, tin, zinc, nickel and
aluminum—are never absolutely
pure, and their value varies much ac
cording to the impurities with which
they are contaminated, for the im
purities limit the uses to which thaw
metals may be applied.

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