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The British Navy League has ar rived at the conviction that Great Britain does not rule the sea any longer. The conviction has been slow in coming, but _it seems to be there to stay. Notwithstanding the activity of the seal hunters in Bering sea, it is stated that the catch of seals this season will be GOOO less than that of last season. There is something, how ever, in the consideration that the fewer the seals the greater will bo the supply of salmon and other foul lish in the waters of Alaska. It is rumored in Europe that King iVictor Emmanuel of Italy desires to Introduce the American cabinet sys tem into his government, in addition to the European system of responsi ble ministries, and is determined to have a privy council which shall he answerable to him alone. In order not to violate the Italian constitution, which makes the ministry the sov ereign's sole official adviser, King .Victor will make his new council a sort of "kitchen cabinet." The first deed conveying property to the proprietor of Pennsylvania, William Penn, is written in old Dutch, and is now preserved in the city hall. The property was what is now known as Lemon Hill, including the mansion and tho Schuylkill river front, where the old Fairmount water-works are located. There Penn kept his barge and some rowboats, the barge carry ing an admiral's pennant. It is said that there is only one man in Phila delphia who can now read this deed. The bad reputation of the mosquito is increased by the conclusion of a board of army medical officers sent to Cuba to study the yellow fever, that this infection, as well as that taf malaria, is probably carried by the Ibite of a mosquito. But here we have our own more common mosquito in volved, the Culex, while malaria is caused by tho spotted-winged Ano pheles. If this conclusion is correct i it will force on us the necessity of doing something. Massachusetts has a bureau to kill the gypsy-moth; it would be quite as easy a task practi cally to exterminate the mosquito iu New Jersey. The impossibility of delimiting or defining the suburb, as its extent be comes more and more indefinite, is due no loss to the influence of trolley competition than to its direct facility. To this competition must be largely attributed the fact, discovered by Professor Commons in his recent in vestigation of railway rates in Massa chusetts, that while fares for long distances have fallen but little below what they were 50 years ago, commu tation fares for short distances have fallen early 50 per cent, in 10 years —that is, during the period of trolley extension. It is by no means a case merely of cheaper suburban living. For the opportunity of a country home for those whose work calls them daily to the city keeps pace with a new devotion to all that now attracts to tho country, the love of sport and any interest or diversion that calls one out into the open. Sub urban living has thus come to mean something far different from what it used to be thought when a suburb was merely nearness to a great city. Arid with every increased remove the suburban city worker is brought closer to the genuine country, while the attraction of tho city life to the country worker is distinctly lessened, observes a writer in Scribner's. So far, then, as the census shown a relatively arrested rate of incresae in city population it justifies a new identification of suburb with country and is a sign of a healthy reaction which may some day reach even tho tow abandoned farm. MY PRAYER. I have no lcnghty prayer to mnke When I approach my bed, And when tiircMgh (bill's grace, I awake, Again to faiA, ahead! My prayer I s. ,- Through all the day— The words are few And simple, too; "God, let my faith in thee And in thy people be Forever strong and true!" This is tile simple prayer I pray— If it lie answered, I Alone shall find the wuy And confidently die. —S. E. Kiser, iu the Chicago Times- Herald. | Little Lace MakerJ Mdlle. Noemi Verdier, a lacemaker of Valenciennes, was as good as she was pretty and her modesty and simplicity commanded the respect of all. Left an orphan at 13 years of age she lived with her brother, three years her senior, who, having suddenly become the head of the house, labored for his little sister and himself-at cabi net making. Tho two lived happily together; but the years passed and the time of mili tary service came. Louis was obliged to go. The separation was terrible to those two children, who loved each other so much. Left alone in the little lodgings, thus suddenly become too large for her, Noemi with bleeding heart applied hersolf to her work and wrought mar vels from the flax fields. Every Saturday she carried hack her work and when she returned home di vided her earnings in two parts. Must she not send a small subsidy to her soldier, who was thinking of her there in his far-away garrison? On his side Louis believed in his regiment as he did in Valenciennes; that is to say, like an honest man, and \ so, at the end of the second year of his absence he was able to announce one beautiful morning that he had been promoted to he sergeant. You can imagine how happy Noemi was! How her heart throbbed with joy! Oh, how proud she was of her dear brother! But her happiness was short. In a few weeks came a letter. The war-cloud had burst all at once; armed France rushed to the frontier of the East. The dreadful war began. From the letters of her beloved Louis ghe learned the successive defeats of the French army, Woerth, Rozen ville, Saint-Private, Gravelotte, Sedan. Then silence followed —no more let ters, no more news, nothing. Noemi, who never read the papers, hastened now to the office of the Guet teur de Valenciennes and of the Echo de la Fonticre, seeking there some little ray of hope. She listened to the talk on the street, she mingled with the groups of people commenting on the news, she gave ear to the painful accounts of the war and she learned, with a sinking heart, that her brother's regiment had met with severe losses. Meanwhile the wounded soldiers were sent, through Hirsan and Aves nes, to the towns and cities on the northern frontier. Every day fresh convoys arrived in Valenciennes. All the hospitals were full, and still they came. Then private ambulances were organized everywhere, churches and factories opened their doors to the ! unfortunate wounded soldiers. One morning the report was circu i lated that a convoy of wounded from I her brother's regiment had arrived I during the night. I To the poor girl a glimmer of hope returned. i She ran from one to the other, ask | ing of the nurses, bending over every I cot; but the hope of the morning van ished. All at once she remembered that the day before they had opened in Saint- Saul ve a hospital intended especially j for the officers. Was there any possi bility that an unknown sergeant might ; have been brought there? Surely not Yet, notwithstanding, she found ; strength to go thither. I An army surgeon came toward her. I "What do you wish mademoiselle?" | "Oh, monsieur! Pardon! lam look j ing for my brother, Sergeant Louis Verdier. ! "You mean Lieutenant Louis Ver- I dier?" And pointing with his finger ! down the long row of mattresses on 1 the floor, 'there he is in the sixth bed." I To the poor girl it seemed as if the ' tarth vanished from beneath her feet. I She choked back an exclamation of | joy, tottered forward a few steps and I with an outburst of infinite happiness i knelt before the bed of Lieutenant Verdier, who, with his head wrapped in linen, was lying in a heavy stupor. "Louis! Louis! It is I," she ex claimed, trembling,with clasped hands, ready to fall. At this appeal the wounded man re covered his consciousness, opened his eyes and perceived his sister, but not being able to raise his head he stretched forth both his hands, which she seized in hers and covered with tears. In the meantime the surgeon ap proached, and, half unwillingly, led her away. "You must r.ot cause him any emo tion, or we cannot guarantee anything, sapristi! Your brother's wound is do ing well; he will recover, mat Is cer tain, if you do not undo our work." "Oh, monsieur le docteur " "Never mind monsieur le docteur. This is enough for today. Come back tomorrow morning, but now go home." "Do you see, my dear Louis," said the happy Noemi to him a few days later, sitting by the bedside of her brother, "yesterday the merchant for whom I w jrk nrdoro 1 of me a piece of magnifl cent lace for a wealthy English hous* I began to work on it last night and I hope to finish it in ten days. For this work they will pay me a very high price. Do you know what I am going to do with the money?" "Speak, my darling," answered the young officer. "The surgeon says that you will soon be able to get up. I am going to take you home to our little nest and take care of you day and night. You shall see how happy we will be and how quickly you will be well." "Dear, dear sister! Oh, what a good idea and how I shall hasten to get strong, so as to be able t go with you." One morning, when she came in, ra diant with gladness, her brother bade her speak low and pointed with his eyes to a new wounded officer, whom they had brought in and placed on a mattress beside his own. The wounded man was M. de Lauterac d'Ambroyse, lieutenant "aux chasseurs a pied" mid had been struck in the shoulder by a bombshell. "Poor young man!" said Noemi, compassionately. "He has no sister to take care of him." And she became interested in this man, whose death seemed certain. In the meantime the days went by and Louis' convalescence progresed rapidly. Had he not promised to hurry? On the morning of the tenth day Noemi arrived, joy in her face, bringing a precious package wrapped in tissue paper. She, too, had kept her word; her marvellous work was finished and she brought it to show her brother before carrying it to the merchant who or dered it, and in her joy at being able to take her brother home she forgot about the poor, wounded man lying be side her. "See how beautful it is!" she said, displaying the delicate masterpiece up on the bed —proud of it, not because of it's overwhelming difficulties, but be cause it enabled her to realize her most ardent wish, to bring her dear convalescent into their little nest in the little street, into the small lodg ings where happiness would come back at the return of her beloved brother. And they were both happy.' With hands clasped, they contemplated the delicate lace. All at once a piercing shriek drew them from their ecstasy. In making an effort to rise M. de Lauterac d'Ambroyse had disarranged his bandages, the wound reopened, and the unfortunate man fell back on his bed covered with blood. At the scream the surgeon was on the spot and in a twinkling hail re moved the bandage. "Quck, quick! Some lint!' he cried. "Hurry, hurry!" And while the nurses, beside them selves at the cries of the patient, searched everywhere for what was at hand, the stream of blood kept flowing and the anxious surgeon multiplied his appeals. The brother and sister, motionless, pale with fright, exchanged one glance. Noemi seized her precious lace, tore it in pieces, and gave it to the major, who applied it to the wound. The hemorrhage was stopped Louis and Noemi, trembling with emotion, looked at each other. "Dear sister, thanks ." That was all that Louis could say. "It will make but a few days' de lay," lisped the you as girl, keeping back the tears just really to flow. "I will begin my work again." Lieutenant de Lauterac d'Ambroyse is today colonel; £e is the father cf three children; one a big, pretty girl, almost as beautiful and sweet as her mother, whose name she wears, Noemi; and two fine-looking boys, who are "terrors," as their uncle as sures us, the bravo commadant Louis Vernier. —W averly Magazine. ILLINOIS' VANISHED CAPITAL Tho Town or Kaakaakla f||ri-|>t Amy by the MimlKilppl. One hundred years before Ilinois became a territory and 111 years be fore it became a state there was a town at Kaskaskia, says the Chicago Inter Ocean. Fifty years before there was a white settlement at St. Louis or any military post at Pittsburg, and fifi years before the founda tions were laid for Fort Dearborn, at Chicago, Kaskaskia was a thriving village. As early as 1710 there were in the town three miles for grinding corn. As early as 1765 the town contained G5 families of whites. In 1771, five j cars before the Revolutionary War, it contained 80 houses and had a population of 500 whites and 500 negroes. In 1809 it was made the capital of Illinois Territory. It was the capital of the state from 1818 un til 1821. anil was the scat oi Ran dolph county until 1847. The first brick house built, west ct ! Pittsburg was constructed in Kas : kaskia. For over half a century Kas kaskia was the metropolis of the Up per Mississippi valley and was the i locus of commerce in the Northwest ! Territory. j On Thursday the last vestige ot i this historic settlement was swept j away by the Mississippi river. The j work ot destruction that began with j the great flood ot 1844 was com- J pleted, and the home of the early j Illinois governors—the first state I capital—censed to exist. Its destruc- I tion was complete. Not a stone was ; left to mark the place, i Chicago, that was built in a swamp, is the second city in America. New Orleans, Ir rated in what was be lieved an unsafe and unhealthy dis trict, is the commercial metropolis ol the southwest. But Kaskaskia. which | was set on a spot chosen from the boundless variety of the virgin west, is merely a memory. ! PEANUTS AND GOOBERS. HOW CROPS ARE RAISED, CATHERED AND PREPARED FOR MARKET. Tli Goober Is to tlie Actual Feanut What tho Quahuiig is to the Genuine Clam— Tines Are First-Class Fodder tor Mules —0,000,000 llnsliels u Fair Year's Crop. This is peanut time in the South. Going through eastern Virginia and North Carolina the traveler can see through the car window row after row of what appear to be round bushes. They are the stacks or shocks of peanut vines hung around sticks waiting to be placed upon wagons and carried away for strip ping. Some of the larger fields will contain 1000 of these stacks, yield ing from 50 to 75 bushels of nuts to the acre. Most of the nuts grown in Virginia and North Caro lina are the goobers. The goober is to the actual peanut what the qua haug is to the genuine clam. The shell usually contains but two ker nels. This is the nut with which the Italians load their wagons and sell in paper hags on tho street corners. The real peanut which answers to the Rhode Island clam is smaller than the goober. The kernel is about the size of a large pea and its flavor is sweeter than the other variety. It is grown principally in North Carolina and Tennessee. Occasionally a few get into a bog of goobers, but very seldom, as they are shelled and sold for from 10 to 15 cents a peck more than the others. They go into candy paste and to the oil fac tories of Europe. The peanut farmer begins planting as soon as the frost is out of the ground in the spring. The shelled nuts form the seed and about two bushels are required for an acre. In a few weeks the plant gets above the earth and begins to leaf out. A field of peanuts looks much like a field of clover, and during the war many of the Northern soldiers mistook clover fields for peanut patches, while hunt ing for something to Vary their ra tions. The plants grow in rows, very much like potato vines, and are cul tivated in the same way. Weeds will soon choke their growth, and the pickaninnies on the farm are kept busy during the summer in weeding out the patches with their fingers. Nowadays the harvesting is done by what is called a plow, made espe cially for the purpose. It is drawn by one mule and cuts the plants off close to the roots. As Boon as enough has accumulated on the plow to form a stack it is thrown off and massed around a short pole stuck in the ground. The stack is formed with the leaves outside, and the vines are wound around it as (tightly as possible to protect the nuts trom the weather. The plan is some- Wat similar to that of binding Wheat. About three weeks' exposure "seasons" the nuts and dries the vifte, so that the pods are ready to be picked. Tho picking is the most expensive operation of all and takes the most time. Whether in the barn or on the field, all the work has to be done by hand. The nuts are thrown into large baskets and the vines made in to large stacks or stored away in tho loft, for they make a hay which is really more nourishing for the aver age mule than timothy. The vino is a little too rough for a horse's throat, but it is a luxury to the average southern mule, who will grow fat on peanut hay, and nothing else. In all fields some of the vines will be black ened and the nuts of poor quality. These are left on the ground anil la ter the pigs are turned into the field. They eat everything that is left ex cept the roots. The nuts are not very fattening, but they give the porker a very sweet flavor. The famous hams cured in some parts of Virginia owe most of their quality to the fact that the pigs have lived partly upon nuts before being fed the sour milk and garbage from the farmer's kitch en. In half a dozen towns most of the peanut "factories" are located. The factory is merely a place where the nut is shelled or the shell polished for tho market. It is a curious fact that peanuts with clean, glistening pods will sell for 15 to 20 per cent, more at retail than those with large, dirty-looking pods, althought tho ker nels may be just as good, so the nuts Intended for tho bag trade at the cir cus and on street corners are scoured in large iron cylinders. Then they are carried to fans, which blow the heavier nuts into one part of the factory and the little ones Into an other part and at the same time re move the diit which was not taken off the shells in the cylinders. The dark, partly filled nuts arc shelled by machinery and sold to confectioners, while the other ones are carried by a sort of endless chain apparatus into bags, each of which will hold about. 100 pounds. As fast as a bag is filled it is sewed with English twine, marked with the weight and proper address and sent to the wholesale peanut dealer, who makes anywhere from 25 to 50 per cent, profit in deal ing with the Italians, who are his principal customers. Of late years a quantity of the bag peanuts has gone to manufacturers of cheap coffee, to be roasted and mixed in with the coffee berry and then ground, to be sold in packages as choice Mocha and Maracaibo. While most of the American nuts are grown in eastern Virginia and North Carolina and Tennessee, the peanut fields are beginning to be cul tivated in parts of Louisiana and Ne braska. Many of the fields in North Carolina contain apparently nothing but wet sand, and the dark green of tho leaves in contrast to the white ness of the sand on a sunny day is very striking. Digging down six or eight feet, however, the farmer gen- j erally comes to loam which retains the rain and other Burface water, j This nourishes the plant, which re- ! quires a very light and porous soil. It j also needs as hot weather as corn to j properly mature. After raising sev- j eral crops the average peanut field J needs to be heavily fertilized with ! lime or marl, as the plant exhausts the soil. During a fair year the American peanut crop will average nearly 5,000,000 bushels, estimating 22 pounds to the bushel. This is but a small proportion of the world's crop, however, which aggregates fully 550,000,000 pounds. It is calcu lated that we eat about $10,000,000 worth of peanuts yearly, or 4,000,- 000 bushels of the nuts, either in candy or the original kernels. The shucks or shells form also good food for pigs, while, as already stated, peanut vines are a first-class fodder for mules. Very few peanuts are eaten out of the pod in Europe, although fully 400,000,000 pounds are sent to Great Britain and the Continent every year from Africa and Asia. They are con verted into oil and a sort of flour at factories at Marseilles and several English cities. A bushel of the genu ine peanuts shelled can be pressed into about a gallon of oil, which is substituted for olive and other table oils very frequently. It sells at from 60 cents to $1 a gallon, and the meal or flour left after pressure is used for feeding horses and baked into a kind of bread which has a large sale in Germany and France. St. Louis Globe-Democrat. MOUNTAINS OF SALT. A New Industry Which Will Help n l'nrt of AuMtralia. Immense salt gardens have recently been established in the neighborhood of Geelong, along the bay of Stingaree, in Queensland, Australia. The site was, until recently, a barren waste of swamp and samphire scrub, and thought good for nothing whatever. The present proprietors, however, have converted it into a place of interest, employing a large number of men, and turning out a valuable commodity, with the sea water as their raw ma terial. The works, or salt gardens, present the appearance of a chess board of shallow tanks. About 300 acres are cut up in this way by miles of walls, the tanks, or "paddocks," condensers and crystaliizers vary from one to 50 acres in size .and there are about 100 of them. The whole area under use is cut off from the sea by a large wall containing sluice gates to admit the sea water as required. The dividing walls keep the water uniformally spread over the ground, presenting all the surface pos sible to the evaporating action of the sun and wind. The rainfall is an im portant item. The average is the low est at the site chosen of any point on the whole coast. When the water enters through the sluice gates it is held in the largest paddocks until the evaporation raises its density considerably. It is then by smaller sluices run into or pumped up on to higher levels, called condensers. Here it remains until the evaporation raises the density to that of brine, and by this time it has lost many impur ities (such as limej which, as the wa ter gets dense, are deposited. Then the manager knows by testing with a hydrometer that the brine is ready for the crystaliizers, and it is pumped up into them. I3y regular pumping the brine is let into and kept in the crys taliizers. which have already had their bottoms levelled at a uniform depth, and a3 the evaporation goes on tlie water becomes too dense to hold the salt and deposits it in beautiful crys tals on the bottom, forming a layer several inches thick. Again using the hydrometer the manager knows when the water has lost all the salt it will give up in a pure state, and when this point is reached the remaining water is drained off. This residue is called mother-liquor, and contains magne sium, sulphates, chlorides, potassium, etc. These impurities would he de posited on top of the salt and make it impure if the mother-liquor were not drained off at the right time. Thus pure salt only is obtained. The salt is then harvested by shovel ling it up into cocks, which give the crystaliizers the appearance of a mli tary camp. When the salt has drained in the cocks it is harrowed out into stacks of several hundreds of tons each. The stacks are then thatched, to pre vent the rain from dissolving them. The company has also a refinery, at which the salt is dissolved in water, and again evaporated in iron pans by artificial heat. In this way a beautiful white and superior salt is obtained. A grindery has also been erected to dry and crush the crude crystals ; it is here that the fine table salt is made. Just .as it is, as bay salt, it is used largely for packing meat for export and preserving meat and rabbits, sheep, cattle; tor glazing bricks and pottery, and other purposes.—Philadelphia Record. Heartburning* About Ilonnet*. The distinguished lady writer whom we know as Mrs. Leith Adams (Mrs. de Courcy Laffan) has another good Lon don bus story for her friends. Hei usual place on a bus, it may be pre mised, is in front "Yes, lady," said the driver on one of theso recent hot days, 'Baby' and 'Smiier' is a fine pair of 'osses as you'll see anywheres. But 'Smiier' has a jealous mind—an' t'other day he thought as 'Baby's' 'at was a bit tastier than his'n. So when we left 'em standing he'd ate hers 'alf orf her 'ed afore we could get back. That's 'Smiier' all over, that is but he's a grand 'oss all the same!"— London Chronicle, VALUABLE FISH SKINS. Egklmoa UHO Them for Clothing and Sira ilur lines* The United States fish commission has, it was stated by one of the attaches to a Star reporter, discovered that sev eral varieties of fishes have skins that make an excellent leather for some purposes. Salmon hide, for example, it is said, serves so well in this way that the Eskimos of Alaska make water proof shirts and hats out of it. They also cut jackets out of the codfish skins, which are said to be very serv iceable garments. Frog skins, it is asserted, are coming into use in many parts of the country for the mounting of books, where an exceptionally delicate material for fine binding is required. There are certain tribes of savages who make breast- , plates out of garfish skins, which will turn a knife or a spear. A bullet will, it is said, pierce the breastplate, but it is declared to be impossible to chop through the material with a hatchet at one blow. Together with such breast plate these savages wear a helmet of the skin of the porcupine fish, which is covered with formidable spines. Fastened upon the head this helmet serves not only as a protection, but in close encounters it is used to butt with. A northern firm recently manufac turned some shoes of the skins of the codfish and cusk. On the lower Yukon, in Alaska, overalls of tanned fish skins are commonly worn by the natives. Whip handles are ma<w of shark skins, and instrument cases are commonly covered with the same material. Whale skins make admirable leather for some purposes, while porpoise leather is considered very superior for razor strops. Seal leather dyed in a number of different colors is used for many purposes. This leather is obtained from the fur-bearing species, and is used to * a considerable extent in the manufac ture of pocketbooks. The hair seals are still very plentiful in the north Atlantic ocean, and it is not difficult to kill them. They afford a very prom ising source of leather supply. Wal rus leather has come into the market recently, but as the animals are being exterminated rapidly it will hardly amount to much commercially. An other kind of leather now seen on sale is that of the sea elephant. Up to a few years ago a species of sea elephant was found on the Pacific coast ranging as far north as lower California, but the animals have been so nearly exter minated that they are now rarely seen. Another species is to be found in the anarctic seas, chiefly on Kerguelan Island. —Washington Star. A Trick Played by tlie Coyotes. The coyote challenge sounded clos# to the Chimneypot Ranch after the f sundown. A dozen dogs responded with the usual clamor. But only the bull terrier dashed away toward the place whence the coyotes had called, for the reason that he only was loose. But his chase was fruitless and he came back gowling. Twenty minutes later there was another coyote yell close at hand. Away dashed the terrier as before. In a minute his excited yapping told that he had sighted his game and was in full chase. Away he went, furiously barking, until his voice was lost afar and never more was heard. In the morning the men read in the snow the tale of the night. The first cry of the coyote Was to find out if all the dogs Were loose; then, having found that only one was free they laid a plan. Five coyotes hid along the side of the trail, one went forward and called till it had decoyed the nish terrier, and then led him right into the ambush. What a chance had he with six? They tore him limb from limb and devoured him, too, at the very spot where once J he had worried Coyotito. And next morning, when the men came, they saw by the signs that the whole thing had been planned and that the leader whose cunning had made it a success was a little bob-tailed coyote. The men were angry and Lincoln was furious, but Jake remarked. ' Well, I guess that bob-tail came back and got even with that terrier."—Ernest Seton-Thompson, in Scribner's. On tlie Scent for Bribery. A Primrose Dame, canvassing a Lon don constituency, called upon a Mrs. Smith and asked for her husband's vote. Mrs. Smith expressed regret, but was afraid her husband would vote for the Liberals. "The fact is," she said, "he ha 3 been promised a new suit of clothes if he votes for the other side. The Primrose Dame was in an ecstasy of curiosity. Who had made the prom ise? Mrs. Smith mustn't tell. Half a sovereign was offered for the informa tion; but Mrs. Smith was of opinion j that she couldn't tell for that. "Well, look here, I'll give you a sovereign if you tell me," said the lady at last. Then Mrs. Smith succumbed to the ; tempter. Having received the money '(j she revealed the secret. "If you will know, ma'am, it's me as told him that if he'd vote for the Radical I'd give him a new suit of clothes—and thank you for helping to pay for it!"— Lo ndon Chronicle. A Queer Coincidence. Mr. Couisnn Kernahan. whose latest novel Is appearing in serial form, is the most recent victim of tno long arm of coincidence. The opening scenes of the story took place at a house in a certain square at Dalstou, the number and name of which the author regard ed as fictitious; but the editor of the paper in which the story is appearing has received an indignant letter from a solicitor, writing on behalf of a client who resides at that identical ad dress and objects to having it associat ed with murder an.i other crimes. Novelists should include a directory in —its of reference.—London Chronicle.