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THE EVERYDAY POET.
I ain't very much of a poot:
I can't soar so awfully high:
I'm kind o' low.Rcnred and I know It,
And hcv to keep out o' the sky.
And so while my star-KtuIn' brother
Kin tlcklo the bous with his pen,
I Josh along somehow or other
And Jcs' keep a-wrltln' fer men.
I know 'at he s blissfully dwellln
With cods and emperlan springs,
While I'm down hero simply n-tcllln'
O' plain human bcln's and things.
Ylt whllo he's up yender Indltln'
Ills loftier songs, I hov found
1 do what I call my best wrltln'
With both of my feet on the ground.
I never hev tackled a sonnet;
I couldn't write one of I tried,
And put all the folderols on It
Without glttln' somepln' Inside.
IV r I understand et you 11 x It
To sell to a big magazine.
You vo got to so f uzzle and mix It
'At no one ktn tell what you mean.
5Iy mind ain't ferever n-strnyln'
Through sorrowful caverns o' fog;
I've got a good place and I'm stayln'
ltlght there like a bump on a log.
1 know I'm too cheerful to "strike it;"
I ain't got no "study" ncr "den;"
I live with my folks and I like It,
And Jes' keep a-wrltln' fer men.
-Nixon Waterman, In L. A. W. Bulletin.
A LEAP YEAR STORY.
"You ask my real opinion of your
atory. Dexter, honor bright?"
"Honest Injun; yes."
"Then, In a nutshell, excellent ex
cept for your heroine. She's atrocious.
A wooden doll on stilts dry as the leaf
that fell last year. Have you no sweet
heart, man? Cannot you evolve any
thing at ill from inner consciousness V"
"Woulil you hae her like old Sal
lust's Fulv iu, 'one who can crack n joke,
Mn$: and dnncu beyond what Is ex
pected of a good woman V "
".Vo, Dexter, I would have a flesh and
blood article you would be proud to
own as sister or sweetheart yourself.
Have you no personal experience into
which you might dip your pen?"
"That's what's the matter. Love has
never taken mo in."
"Dexter, I pity you! Hut It's ;iot too
late. ou ure not over 40, are you?"
"Forty, iiideed! I am barely turned
30. What arc you thinking of? Forty,
indeed!"
"No offense, I assure you. Who is that
rosebud of a girl I see with your people
so much? 1 was thinking of her. Dip
your jx-n into her."
"Why, that i3 Daisy; my slstcr-!n-law's
sister Daisy, fresh from convent.
I never thought of Dulsy."
But after his friend left. Dexter
straightway began thinking it not half
bad a scheme to substitute something
young and girlish for his lady on Btilts.
Daisy was an unknown quantity to
him, as with his mind upon other af
fairs he had net er yet looked her square
in the face. He had seen her tying
flowers around the neck of a pet lamb
and feeding some chickens and he could
liave seen her with ten-year-old Freddie
wailing in a creek; only he turned his
liend and would not look. He had con
cluded her to be utterly childish nndir
resKinsiblc. However, with self-interest as the
governing motive, he proceeded to put
on a fresh necktie; took a careful
M-rutiny of his middle-aged face and
brushed the hair over the bald spot on
his head, before presenting himself in
his sister-in-law's drawing-room.
Enthroned in a wicker clialr knotted
with blue ribbons, sat the freshest,
womanliest, busiest little person he had
ever seen. '
Daisy.inabluedress and rufllcdapron
with pockets, hemming n white, ruffle.
When Dexter walked straight toward
Jicr and seated himself by her side ihe
fiavc such a surprised start tiint the
spools went spinning over the floor,
fihe blushed a rosy red blush of evi
dent pleasure. Dexter didn't know they
could really blush In those, days like
that,
"Oh, have you come at last?" she al
most whispered.
"Come? Why, I've been In the house
a week," he replied.
"Ah, but you've never seen mc before.
I mean to notice mc and I was so afraid
you never would."
Dexter almost blushed himself at this.
Jle said: "I mean to see a great deal of
you now, if you'll let mc."
"Oh, I'm perfectly delighted," said
Daisy, holding out the prettiest white
hand in the world. Dexter shook it,
thimble and all. "Now we are to be
great friends, aren't we? You know I
couldn't make the first advances, could
I?"
"The tery best," said Dexter, smiling,
"and I want you to begin by telling me
your ideas of this wicked world and the
inhabitants thereof."
Daisy laughed and lifted her ryes to
his; blue they were, and bright. Then
,he changed color, slowly, and grace
fully pinked up to the temples, and an
swered: "The world! What do I know of the
world? The sisters teach us that men
are deceivers ever, and that there is a
terrible thing called love, which we must
not dare to think of. Dut What do I
know? We are no more than little in
nocent babies In the convent. Father
Laurent and Hrother Ned are all the
men I have seen until" with nrndiant
smile "now. I know you Mr. Dexter,
und you nrc no deceiver, are you?"
Dexter's conscience gave n twinge, but
he also was delighted to be so noticed,
und his eyes laughed shyly as he drew
her on.
"How could you know me so quickly?"
he asked.
".My sister Hetty has told me nil about
you. That you arc clever and fine and
chivalric, and she says you can teach me
ull I w&nt to know." , ,
"And what may that be?"
Daisy blushed again. She looked into
his wily fue with a.iender, thoughtful
light In her limpid eyes.
"I am dying to know about this thing
they call love," Bhe said. "We are so
Ignorant in convent. We know only
the name. There was a book called
'Trilby,' we hid under our beds, that
they say would linvo taught us a great
deal. Rut Sister Angela 'found It, and
they snld she burnt it with fire that
Hashed from her eyes. Mr. Dexter, will
you tell me what love is?"
"Presently; 1 want to hear you tolk
now."
Daisy flushed rosy red, and Dexter
hooked the scissors over his thumbs.
It was entrancing to see this beautiful
bud unfolding before his very eyes.
She told him about the convent; how
they said their prayers and asked
Heaven to protect them; how the dear
Bisters Ignore such world-minded tiling
as gladden the heart of women; but her
own soul was filled with yearning for
domestic tenderness, and she longed to
be like real, everyday people and learn
everything and help to do her part in
the world, she was very fond of chil
dren; she clasped her hands in her ear
nestness and tears filled the blue depths
of her eyes.
And Dexter, like an nncient wur horse,
hearing the sound of tho trumpet,
warmed up to the occasion.
He gave the rein to all the sentiment
that surged in his mind. Was not such
a chapter needed to soften his steel-cut
story?
lie harrowed his mind nnd raked his
brain for tender, fanciful language to
paint Dan Cupid. He got "Borneo and
Juliet" and ranted as much as he could
without peeping in the book.
"How beautiful!" cried Daisy.
He got Tennyson and read until his
voice grew hoarse, and Daisy still mur
mured: "Beautiful oh, how beauti
ful!" She wanted to hear more about lore.
Devter made a bold resolve. He knew
a little song that his sister hail taught
him ages ngo one only and he had
worked himself up to so wild and reck
less a pitch that he went to the piano
and thumped out some sort of accom
paniment to:
"I love thee, T love thee!
I swear by tho stars above thee!"
nnd sang six verses of it with a chorus
each time.
Daisy sat in n trance and murmured:
"Beautiful oh, butyou do make such
beautiful music!"
Suddenly he looked at his watch and
found that hours had been consumed in
this pathos. He sprang up to go.
"Oh, thank you! "cried Daisy. "I will
think over nil the beautiful words you
have said. I could never have dreamed
It all."
"You dear little dimpled darling."
thought Dexter, and he could scarcely
refrain from saying it aloud.
II.
Once at his desk, he tore down from
her stilts his wooden heroine, while the
fever was hot within him, while the firo
burned.
"But what the dickens did she mean
by so milch blushing?" he continually
asked himself. "And she was afraid
afrnid I'd never notice her. Poor little
thing!"
He smiled until his mouth ached.
He never wrote with such enthusiasm
before. He even let in a crse of the
song he had sung.
"She ?nys I sang It beautifully," he
murmured, and hummed softly the re
frain, "1 love thee."
Day after day Dexter found sweet
Daisy with the thimble nnd ruflle,
stitching awny, and equally ready to
talk or to listen the incarnation of
youth and womanliness. She always
greeted him with that smiling, rosy
blush.
"But what the deuce docs she blush
aliout?" he asksd himself over and
over, nnd was al .vays on the watch end
striving to solvs t!ie mysterv.
'Mr. DexU-r,' she once told him, "I
don't believe I forget n word you ever
tell me. Oh, f am going to astonish
you some day- -sec if I don't" and she
spread her pretty hands over her burn
inv face.
Dexter "stepped about" as lively as
a young boy. He took Daisy driving,
nnd his friend, meeting hlin, n sly look
passed between them.
But n letter cami- for Daisy; she was
called home all the way to Texas
nnd she showed openly that it grieed
her to the core.
"Just whim I am doing so well," she
pouted, "and so happy and content."
Dexter really blushed himself the
first time In 15 years.
"There Is something I will have to
hurry up, Mr. Dexter; I have made up
my mind to ask you to I mean I want
you to tell mc show me exactly how
they act when they are truly in love.
I have n secret leason I "
irticn Dexter's tanned countenance
showed color, Daisy's flamed scarlet.
"Oh, have 1 raid what I should not?
X am sure I don't know. Please excuse
my ignorance."
But Dexter, declaring there was noth
ing to excuse, enntered oft like a young
colt into the fields of romnnce, nnd ut
tered 'all manner of sweet and foolish
sentiments.
"Ah!" she sighed, "you nrc so good!
I believe I nm really learning. What a
help you are to me! Sister Hetty said
I might talk to you exactly like as if
you were my gr "
"Lover," Dexter interposed; "really
I am not far off; Daisy, you have taken
me by storm."
She looked at him with dreamy eyes,
nnd said, almost whispering:
"I have a secret to confess to you, Mr.
Dexter."
Dexter was so frightened that he lit
erally trembled.
"I can't muster courage yet; but you
shall know to-morrow. It is about
about yourself," nnd she rati out of the
room.
"Well, I'll be shot!" ho ejaculated.
He grew hot and cold; he seized a pen,
but couldn't frame a word. What se
cret was this lovely, unsophisticated
darling going to tell to him, with her
utter disregard for the conventional,
itles?
And it is leap year, tool
"Were I a conceited man," he Bald,
smirking at himself in his mirror, "I
would fnncy her in love with me."
So he thought the matter over in every
light. Putting together the otherwise
unacountnblc blushlngs, leap year, her
undisguised liking for him he made
up his mind he would as soon marry
her as not In fact, rather. On no ac
count could he wound her susceptible
little tender heart. Guileless little
creature! In fact, he owed her a great
deal for brightening his story a serial,
too beyond all belief. And how might
she not brighten his life!
So with beating heart he entered the
parlor, ready for any emergency.
Daisy was there.
"I have been wnltlng," she cried. "I
hnve braced up my courage o mnke tho
avowal."
Her hands were behind her and her
lovely face all aglow. "I wish yon
would help me out. You must suspect
what the secret Is. Come, now; don't
you? Don't make it so hard for me
to say the words, Mr. Dexter."
Dexter dropped upon n sofa, utterly
overcome witii blissful anticipation, in
n kind of tranced calm.
"You nre so clever, Mr. Dexter, you
may have guessed "
"Daisy, darling," he murmured, draw
ing her gently to his side, "I have
guessed I thought so from the very
first."
"Ah, you clever dear!" she cried, joy
fully; "and you have given mc every
encouragement, hnven't you? And in
so many delicate wnys."
"That I have, dearest; but don't be so
shy. Come out nnd say the words. I
long to hear them from those innocent
lips."
Daisy looked up nnd she looked down.
"Come, darling," murmured Dexter;
"don't kesp me in suspense. You have
every right to spenk out. Consider the
year leap, you know; and the new
woman and nil that. I'll be Biire to
say yes to everything."
"What on earth do you mean?" cried
Daisy, drawing herself n little nloof.
She kept her two hnnds clasping some
thing tightly behind her back.
"You shy little mouse!" whispered
Dexter, reaching for them.
"There! you have it! "and she dropped
Into his hands a thick manuscript. "1
hae written n love story, Mr. Dexter,
and have worked you in ns my hero."
Dexter fell back limp nnd speechless,
nnd she rattled on:
"I worked you In from the point of
your shoe to the crown of your dear old
head. Though, of course, I covered that
bald place with nice brown hair and
smoothed out your wrinkles nnd snnde
you look as you mii3t have dwttZO years
ago."
"Oh. you did?" murmured Dexter,
feebly.
"Was it wrong?" she cried, in con
sternation. "I thought It would make
you feel young again. I thought you
would be pleated."
"Daisy," uttered Dexter, hoarsely
"why did you blush ecry time I enmo
near you?"
"To make you notice mc. Is it wrong
to like to be noticed?"
"Why did you draw mc on to tell you
of love, love, love?"
"I wanted to know; nnd Sister Hetty
said I might talk to you like a dear,
sweet old grandfather. Oh oh, have I
hurt your precious feelings?" and Daisy
fairly blubbered.
Some months later Dexter met his
friend, who greeted him warmly and
congratulated him on the success of his
serial story.
"It is a howling success," he said, "par
ticularly the rosebud of a girl."
Dexter was looking awuy at a su allow
In the air.
"Did you get up a case? Has lovo
taken you In yet?
Dexter looked very glum. He an
swered, slowly:
"There is n weapon called boomerang,
which, unskillfully thrown, recoils and
cuts your throat."
"Well, what about the boomerang?"
"I fooled with the thing," said Dexter,
with a bitter smile, "and it struck me
just under the fifth rib."
The friend went oil laughing to him
self. N. O. Times-Democrat.
RAISING LARGE TREES.
A Simple 1'rartlre Sui-crrully Ued I
1'hlladrlphla.
In the vicinity of Philadelphia they
have a fashion of lifting large trees
where the grade has been raised that
docs not seem to be in practice else
where. Two ropes are attached to tho
top of the tree so that each can Iks
drawn in different directions. A trench
is dug around the base of the tree, the
circle being ns wide as may seem judi
cious. When dug to the depth desired
the earth is forked nwny from the ball
on one side, and a block set under the
roots as a sort of fulcrum. The rope on
that side is drawn over the block, nnd
the result is the lifting up of the mass
of roots on the opposite side. A little
earth is then placed under these ele
vated roots, and the opposite rope
drawn to that side. This lifts the roots
over tho block and more earth iu placed
there. The tree by the aid of the op
posite ropes is then drawn bdckwnrd
and forward, more earth being placed
at each turn. In a very short time the
tree may be elevated as many feet its
may be desired, standing on the summit
of a firm mound of earth. Trees 25 to
50 feet high, with trunks 12 to IS Inches
in thickness, have been lifted In this way
with very little check to future growth.
Median's Monthly.
In washing anything made of
chamois skins use warm water with a
little ammonia in It. Wash by rubbing
between the fingers, but do not wring
the chamois. Pressit between the palms
of the hands nnd take out the water and
bang before the fire or in the hot sun
to dry quickly, rubbing an-1 pulling tho
article Into proper shape every few mo
ments to prevent the skin drying hard
and stiff.
NEW YORK'S PIONEER CHINAMAN
Ah Evil Arrived from the Celestial King
dom Thirty-Eight Yean Ago.
No battle snips with their guns and
thunder belching forth a welcome
greeted Ah Ken when he arrived on
these shores: no one carried Ah Ken
down the gang plank. The only police
man whom Ah Ken met looked at him
with suspicion and told him to move on,
and move quickly. A few persons
looked curiously at the first Chinaman
to come to this city, nnd some children'
followed the sti anger up the street,
wondering what manner of man the
yellow creature with the bright-col
ored jacket and loose trousers was.
Ah Ken arrived in this city in 1858.
Chinese immigration had never been
encouraged, and the stranger was
looked upon as an intruder. Ah Ken
hired a Bmail, tumble-down nouns on
Mott street and with what little money
he possessed erected a street stand rm
Park row and began in the tobacco busi
ness. He sold the choicest Havana
goods, imported directly from Con
necticut and raised in Jersey, at the
moderate price of two for three cents.
Unlike the Chinamen of tho present
day, Ah Ken seldom smoked the paper-
rolled cigarette. He was a slave to to
bacco, but smoked small cigars. He Was
seldom seen without one of these weeds
in his mouth.
From the time that Ah Ken started id
business the prejudice that was fch
against him began to disappear. Hi!
quiet, unobtrusive manners won him
respect and esteem and his trade began
to grow. Ah Ken wrote to Chinn of the
success with which he was meeting and
advised his countrymen to follow hi
example. The other Chinamen began tc
arrive, and ns they came they nil
seemed to meet with success under Ah
Ken's guidance. Like Ah Ken, they
went to Mott street to live, and soon
there was a score or more Chinamen in
the city. The small settlement on Mott
sheet began to be known as Chinatown.
On their first arrival in the city some
of the Chinamen established street
stands, just ns Ah Ken had done; others
opened laundries, nnd a few who had
some money opened stores on Mott
street. One of the characteristics of
the Chinaman is to attend strictly to
his own business. Tills, together with
their thrift, had a telling effect on the
people of the city during the days of Ah
Ken and the early Chinese resident of
the town. They began to be recog
nized as useful citizens. Their laundry
work was superior to the work done by
the Americans, nnd the Chinese were
soon in demand as Inundrymen.
All Ken in the meantime had amassed
what to a Chinnman was a small for
tune. He had an excellent trade, but
he seemed to long for more congenial
surroundings. He sold out his tobacco
stand nnd purchased a small store on
Mott street. In this Ah Ken was even
more successful than he had been iu the
first venture. His countrymen regarded
him about as the Americans regard Co
lumbus. His counsel was sought by
the other Chinnmen, and he became
known ns Ah Ken the Wise.
Ah Ken, In spite of his associations
with the Americans, did not acquire any
of the American habits. He stuck to
his native dress and encouraged other
Chinnmen to be strictly Chinese.
Ah Ken Is now dead, but he will al-
wnys be looked upon ns the founder of
the Chinese settlement In this city.
N. Y. Sun.
A MURDERER'S LAST MEAL.
The Condemned I Allowed to Order Spe
cial Milieu.
It is a pretty generally accepted be
lief that ti condemned murderer eats a
hearty breakfast just before he hits
down in tho death chair. Officials of
the state prison nt Sing Sing say that
while it has been so claimed by those
who were with the doomed persons in
their Inst hours, the fact is that itissel
dom a man awaiting death asks for any
particular food for his last meal and
that, ns a rule, the meal is but sparingly
eaten.
Condemned murderers nre accorded
many privileges which are denied to
those convicted of other crimes. But
burglars, highwaymen, incendiaries nnd
defaulters consider the end of tho mur
derer nnd never envy the short com
forts granted the latter.
Murderers, on their arrival ntn state
prison, arc placd in wlint are kfiown
as the "condemned cells." The nre
stropg iron cages. The occupant are
not required to perform any labor.
They are allowed to exercise in a narrow
corridor for one hour daily and must
pass the remainder of the time in their
cells. They are put on special rations
for the time of sentence and can order
what they want.
Their meals nre prepared in the hos
pital, nnd tho bill includes fruit In
abundance, roast beef, ham and eggs,
mutton stew, lamb, eggs In all styles,
lish, pudding, good coffee nnd tea. After
nn appeal has been decided and sentence
relmposed the doomed persons are fed
from tho warden's table. N. Y. World.
File on Shipboard.
Among the things that furnish occu
pation for the eyes and minds of trans
Atlantic voyagers are the house flies
which accompany the great steamships
from one side of the ocean to the other.
In fine, sunshiny weather the flies buz
cheerfully about sheltered places on the
decks, and when the wind blows high
they take refuge in the cabins and sa
loons. The flies often remain with
the ship while in port and return with
her on her next trip, thus crossing tho
ocean several times in succession, and
perhaps spending the entire season ei
sea. N. Y. Sun.
A Dilemma,
Bildus Now that you hnve achieved
fame and fortune by years of labor,
Mr. Bondley, why don't you marry and
take some comfort in your declining
j ears?
Bondley Well, to tell the truth, I
don't like old women.
Bildus Why not marry a young
woman, then?
Bondley Ah but they don't like ol
men. Bay City Chat.
HUMOROUS,
Indignant Butcher "That dog of
yours has been getting Into my saus
ages." Polnter-'Well, he seems to
know his place." Yonktrs Statesmnn.
"Papa, why do they cull language
the 'mother tongue?"' "Because tho
father so Beldom gets a chance to use
It." Chicago Becord.
An Effective Disguise. "They say
Baasy's girl did not recognize him when
he called the other night." "No. He
wore his bicycle face." Detroit Free
Press.
Nesting the Goal. "Your husband
seems to be making money." "Yes; he
says that by next summer he will be
rich enough for somebody in the family
to have hay fever." Chicago Becord.
Gentleman "My lad, can you di
rect me to the Bank of England?" Shoe
black (with withering scorn) "Go on;
do yer fink I should be doing this if I
was a bank director?" World's Comic.
Mr. Point Breeze "Young Home
wood is always relating anecdotes, and
they nre Invariably poor ones." Mr.
Frankstown "Yes; Homewood has n
good many poor relations." Pitts
burgh Chronicle.
"In reply to your inquiry as to
hominy words there nre In Nature's
Cereal Story," wrote the country editor
to his correspondent, "we confess, with
a rve face, that we are fairly rorn-ered."
N. Y. Tribune.
Wiggles "Well, did yon make him
take his words back as you said you
were) going to do?" Waggles "Yes,
he took them back, but he used them
over again more emphatically than he
did before." Somervilie Journal.
Powerful Competition. "Young
man," said her father, "I think you are
n straightforward, energetic person,
nnd I should not object to you in the
slightest hs a son-in-law. However, my
daughter's wishes in such a matter
must be consulted." "Do you not think
that she will eventually relum my de
votion?" "Very likely. But you must
give her time. She has just bought a
rew bicycle, you know." Washington
Star.
ETIQUETTE AT THE BANKS.
Botton People Make the Life of the
Teller an Eaijr One.
It would Feem that most of the mem
bers of the large business concerns of
our proud city understand to a degree
the term "bank etiquette," as though
they had basked in its element a life
time and had been taught from child
hood to understand its legitimate mean
ing. They arrange their deposits with
v method the most satisfactory imagin
able to the bank clerk, a delight to be
hold. This legularity, while it dis
tinctly shows the training of a thor
ough business man, is attended with
little or no effort on their part, but it
means to the bank clerks the saving
of an infinite amount of hard, trying
Inbor This' method consists of placing
nil the bills, clean or ragged, of the
Inrger denominations together on the
top of whatever size package they chose
to make, keeping the one and two dol
lar bills strictly to the liottom. Thus
the clerk can. w 1th littje difficulty, make
rapid headway through his arduous
work, for he knows what he is facing.
These deposits nre meat to the eyes of
the tellers on ordinary days, but more
especially so on heavy days, w hen they
have all they can do to finish up by six
o'clock.
It is Interesting to note the marvelous
rapidity with which an expert goes
through the bills, counting, sorting,
straightening and proving, all at the
same time. You observe that oftentimes
he abruptly throws out a certain bill
across the desk, far apart from the rest,
with a "There!" most strongly em
phasized, nnd immediately spurs up to
resume his usual place, not the least
disconcerted. The uninitiated isstruck
mutc by the sudden exclamation, starts
nervously and stares blankly at the man
whom he supposes to have been bitten
by an invisible scorpion or reptile.
Closer scrutiny proves this particular
bill to be a counterfeit, though It has
taken the outsider fully 15 minutes
to distinguish between it nnd the genu
ine bill, much to the disgust of the ex
pert, who, at a single glance, detected
It, going ns he was at the rate of a mile
a minute, and discarded it as quickly
ns though It burned him. Boston Tran
script. yualltlcatloni Needed for Connnlthlp.
Anybody nt all familiar with the du
ties of an American consul, anybody
who knows what is expected of him
by the department of state and what he
is called upon to do by the public, will
ngree that he should neither be the
product nor the victim of capricious po
litical partisanship. He should be op
pointed upon his merits after careful
examination nnd retained upon the
same b.sis. There should be a career
for the consul. There should be reward
of merit and he should suffer for in
competency. Primarily the consul
should be a gentleman, meaning there
by an honorable and educated man, fa
miliar with tho amenities and graces of
good society. The next and absolutely
necessary requirement should be nn
intelligent knowledge of the Inngunge
of the post to which he is assigned. He
need not be a professor of German or
French or Spanish or Italian, but he
should be able to speak and write intel
ligently the language of the country to
which he is commissioned. Scrlbner's.
Fully Occupied.
"Well, Charlie," said bis aunt, as she
met him on his return from the sum
mer hotel, "what did you do with your
self all summer?"
"Oh, I was losin' my hat about half
the time," said Charlie.
"Indeed I And what did you do .the
other half?"
"Oh, I spent that lookln' for my hat."
Harper's Bound Table.
He Had Forgotten.
"Deacon, there certainly was water in
that milk you sold us this morning."
"Muster been from that big yaller
cow that fell Inter th' creek. 'Forgot
all about that." Dttrolt Free Press.
SCHOOL AND CHURCH.
Archbishop Machray, of Bupert4
Lard, and primate of the Anglican)
church in Cannda, is said to be the taU-4
est bishop in the world.
Frenchmen Bring in London hav
petitioned the minister of public ia-
traction to establish there a French)
government lycee, and it is believed that!
the petition will be grantea.
By the burning down of the cxhfb$4
iim 1iim inn-a nt Mnntnellier. Francej
the town lost part of its archives, inJ
eluding the bull of Pope urban v. creat-j
inir the university, and the original)
plans of the cathedral.
Capt. Blanche Cox, of the SalTathml
Army, has started a new movement--
a vfilrir Trlirnf7 nml bievele COrDf
composed of Salvation Army sisters, one!
man being taken along to ao tne ronga
work. The party has started from Baity
more for a tour through the south. .
Prof. C. P. Wilcox, of the chair of
modern languages in the University ox
Georgia, who has fust died in his 74th.
year, was regarded as one of the most
scholarly men in Georgia. lie was a
gradnate of Yale, had traveled exten
sively in Europe nnd spoke several lan
guages. Ayerst Hostel, at Cambridge, a.
building which will accommodate 2rf
students and which is surrounded by
an acre and a half of ground, has been
bought by the duke of Norfolk for tha
use of Boman Catholic theological stu
dents who may wish to study at tha
university.
In an article in the Zukunft on th
relation between religion and crime.
Prof. Lombroso says: "The religions
which serve as a check to crime are
those whose controllinc force is n pas
sion for morality nnd those that ore
quite new; the ethical innuence oi mo
rest is not greater than that of athe
ism." Among those who will lecture at the
Pcabody institute of Baltimore during'
the coming winter are Charles Dudley
Warner, Dr. Schaufller, Dr. Selah Mer
rill, Profs. Young, of Princeton; Hale,
of Kenwood observatory in the Chicago
university; Kecler, of the Allegheny ob
servatory; Michaelson, of the Chicago
university; Trowbridge, of Hnrvard
university, and Profs. Kowland and
Ames, of the Johns Hopkins university.
E. H. Blashfield, Kipley Hitchcock, and
Prof. Ware, of Columbia university, will
lecture on art.
LARGEST AND SMALLEST BOOKS
A Unddhlst Codes and a German Lexleoa
of Conversation.
Prof. Max Muller, of Oxford, in a re
cent lecture, has called attention to tha
largest book in the world, the wonder
ful "Kutho Daw." It consists of 729
part3 In the shape of white marbla
plates, covered with inscriptions, each
plate built over w ith a temple of bricks
It is found near the old priest city or
Mandalay, in Burma, and this temple
city, of more than 700 pagodas, virtual
ly makes up this monster book, the re
ligous codex of the Buddhists. In ac
cordance with the three parts of which
it is composed, generally called in a fig
urative sense "baskets" (pitaka), the
whole is often termed "the three bas
kets" (tripataka), and constitutes a li-i
brary laiger than the Bible end Koran)
together. As the Jews figured out that;
the Old Testament contained 59,493
word3 nnd 2.72S.100 letters, so the
Buddhist priests have computed that
the "Tripitaka" contains 275,250 stanzas
and 8,803,000 syilnbles. This monster
book is written in Pali. Bather strange
to say, it is not an ancient production
but its preparation was prompted by
the Buddhistic piety of this centuryj
It was erected in 1S57 by the command
cf Mindomin, the second of the last;
kings of Burma. As the influence o
the tropienl climate has already marred
the inscriptions, n British oflicial, Mr.
Ferrnrs, j:roposcs to have these 729
plates carefully photographed, nnd
rsked that the government, or some
friend of science able to do so, make
provisions for this. Prof. Muller urges
that this be done in order to preserve,
at least the pictures of this unique tem
ple city book.
A noteworthy contrast is furnished
by a recent German literary journal
describing what is probably the small
est book in the world. This is a "Kon
versatlonslxicon." published in Berlins
und prepared by Daniel Sanders. The
volume occupies the space of only six
cubic centimeters (.3GG cubic inch), al
though it is claimed to contain 175,000
words. Literary Digest,
A Fatal Admlulon.
The earnest-looking man in the hoteB
office laid down his paper. He had been.'
reading of a lynching, nnd there was ai
fine glow of indignation on his face.
"Human life," said he to the man nexfc
to him, "is held at too cheap a rate
too cheap a rate.Blr."
"Bight you are, my friend right yoa
arc," said the other man, in tones ot
eager acquiescence. "Here you can go
nnd put $5,000, $10,000 or $20,000 oi
your life in our company at rates so
cheap that I almost blush to mention
them to you. Allow me," he continued,
digging into his pockets, and bringing1
out a handful of circulars, "to offer yout,
n few leaflets which will elucidate'
But the earnest man was fleeing ate.
that very moment. Cincinnati En
quirer. Indian Troop In the Hondan.
The cost of sending Indian troopa to
the Soudan will be about $750,000. Up
to tho present time 3,725 Indian troopa.
have arrived at Suakim, with 821 horses,
168 mules and provisions for thrt
months. It is understood that no mora
troops will be sent from India to Su
akim until the middle of September.
Chicago Inter Ocean.
A Corloal Loan.
A man in London is making a lot (4
money by lending out a 1,000 Bank
Of England note for swell weddings, to
be exhibited as the gift oi the bride's
father. A man is sent along to watch
the note, and can be made very useful
in exhibiting the pteaeata, San Fran
clsco Chronicle.
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