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St. Landry Democrat
BY L. A. SANDOE. Opelousae, - Louisiana. /A man in Wolfe County, Kentucky, tas been disfranchised for life for selling Iiis vote. i Calhoun County, Florida, is without a railroad in its borders, has not a single 'lawyer, nor is there a single barroom in the county. Residents of the Pacific Coast towns, notably San Francisco, will be carried to the World's Fair by the Southern Pacific for $72.50 round trip. The Midlothian Liberal Association has adopted a resolution declaring Home Rule for Scotland as a necessary condi tion to Home Rule for Ireland. A naval officer, who made a study oi leprosy, in Hawaii, declares that there are 80,000 lepers in the United States and that the disease is not more contag ious than consumption. The London Spectator is "perfectly satisfied to see the United States take the Hawaiian Islands, as England would be able to capture them without an; trouble in the event of war, and in times of peace it would be just as con venient a port as it was under a native dynasty." An extraordinary case of the arrest of a Judge while sitting on the bench comes to the New York Sun from Nova Scotia. The arrest occurred at Bridgewater, where Judge Carll was charged with forgerv committed ten years ago. It is ■aid that the Judge fainted when the warrant was produced by two detectives in his court. The purity of the judiciary in all English-speaking countries is one of the most hopeful indications of the equal growth of morality and civiliza tion. There is a mourner 's corner in one of the cloakrooms of the National House of Representatives and another in the Sen ate cloakroom, where, asserts the New Orleans Picayune, the disappointed and disgruntled congregate to express their dissatisfaction with the existing order of things. There, it is averred, statesmen gather to sit with the corpses of their dead hopes and ambitions, and each place is known locally as a chamber of ügb». A joke or a good story is never heard there. Poverty must indeed be bitter, muses the Chicago Herald, when its victims pledge their bodies for the dis Metion room in order to obtain a few shilling* for food. This was one of the ■uggestions acted on at the gatherings of the unemployed at the east end, London, recently. It was represented that "sub jects" are difficult to obtain aud are quoted as high as $50. It was proposed that the hungry men should sell their bodies in advance of death to the hos pitals on condition of the presem pay ment of $5. It was feared, however, that the market would soon become overstocked. A good idea is that originated by the Mr. George F. Talbot, of Maine, and embodied in the last report of State Forestry Commissioner Packard, viz., that towns shall acquire the title to abandoned farms and plant them with trees. A bill making such provision has recently been introduced in the Maine Legislature. At first blush, comments the New York Post, it would seem that there should be no cause in that State for alarm about forest spoliation, but, as a matter of fjfct, fire and waste, es pecially the first, are making serious gape on the hillsides. Little but zeal can be expected of the Commissioner, since his remuneration is only |200 a year. It b &s been suggested that the Legislature make the office a desirable one by increasing the salary to a sum which would compensate an able maq for the devotion of his whole time to its duties. It is said that the numerous canning factories being erected throughout west Tennessee will, to a great extent, re duoe cotton production, and build up truok fuming and the fruit industry. In an editorial article the Atlanta Con stitution has this to say about Southern oanaing factories: »'Factories of from ten to twenty thousand oapacity are be ing started at Milan, Jackson, McKenzie, Sharon, Union City and other towns. Orex one thousand acres will be set apart for track farming in Gibson County •lone, and similar reporte come from othar counties. The demand for canued vegetables and fruits is practically un Madted, and will increase more rapidly the factories can supply the goods. we have in the South the finest trtlt «ad track farming regions in the sad, by establishing numerous factories right here within a •tone's throw of the fields, our farmers trill find in a very short time that the new industry will make them far more prosperous than they could hope to be under the all-cotton syatom. It is a gratifying sign to see the rapid develop ment of this industry in some parts of the South, and it goes without saying that Georgia offers a very inviting field for it. Canning factories cost compara tively little to start, and their product ean be sold in the home markets, in the «»tern and western cities, and sent to Europe, Asia, Africa and all the Spanish American cc ua tries iouth of us." EJTLDAWS HUSKING PARTY. a new england ballad. bï dexteb smith. Set ike meadows gleam the enow drifts '.Neath the glances of the moon; Down the lane the snowbells jingle With glad, youthful hearts in tune. Neath the old birn's slanting rafters High are piled the ears of corn, In their sheaths of yellow velvet, Soon to be by deft hands torn. Softly beam the rays from lanterns O'er the merry huskers hung; As they sit around the circle Jokes fly fast and songs are sung. " On a table near the haymow, With the whitest cover dressed, Pans of doughnuts—mugs of cider W<iit the busy workers' rest. O what happy shouts of laughter When the hand of lad or miss Rarely a red ear discovers And the young man cla:ma a kiss! None are merrier than Huldah, Who from barn to house oft gees, She expects her ci y cousin, Ho'll eclipse the country beaux. Now the floor is cleared for dancing, And the fiddler, Gran'ther Pool#, Loudly calls the changing figures, Mounted on a milking stool. Gracefully the guest-i aro bowing; Forward, backward, too and heel, In the movements alternating, Tripping tli6 Virginia reel. Talk of city hops and functions— The Four Hundred's gilded yarn— Thay are dull beside the frolics Pure and sweet in Brown's old barn ! Hork ! The bells are sounding nearer, Huldah's city guest arrivos ; With him comes a youth from Ireland, Who to learn our manners strives. Huldah, beaming fresh, and rosy, Queen of beauty and of grace, Finds herself, on introduction, In the stranger's firm embrace. She start3 back in consternation, While the young man, blushing, too, Turning to her cousin, whispers, "That's what you told me to do!" "Never!" says the city cousin, "You misund rstood, 'tis clear," "But," the Irish boy continues, "You said kiss the first red ear!" Then there came full explanations; Gir.'s' ears versus ears of corn; And the dancing and the feasting Lasted till the early morn. Huldah, happy with her husband, In her heart holds winter dear, And he, blessing Yankee customs, Never sees the corn's red ear That he does not w. 11 remember One glad night in Ccdai town, When hi saw the frightened glitter In the eyes of Huldah Brown. QUASTANA. THE BRIGAND. by alphonse dacdet. I. Misadventures? Well, ir I were an author by profession I could make a pretty big î>ook of the administrative mishaps which befel me during the three years 1 spent in Corsica as legal adviser to the French Prefecture, Here is one which will probably amuse you; I had just entered upon mv duties at Ajaccio. One morning I was at the club, reading the papers which had just arrived from Paris, when the Prefect's man servant brought me a note, hastily written in pencil: "Come at once; I want you. We have got thebrigand, Quastana. I uttered an exclamation of joy and went off as fast as I could to the Prefecture. I must tell you, that under the Empire, the arrest of a Corsican ban ditto was looked upon as a brilliant ex ploit, and meant promotion, especially if you threw a certain dash of romance about it in your official report. Lnfortunately brigands had become scarce. The people were getting more Civilized and the vendetta was dying out. If by chance a man did kill another in a row, or do something which made it ad visable for him to keep clear of the po lice, he generally bolted to Sardinia in stead of turning brigand. This was not to our liking; for no brigand, no promo tion. However, our Prefect had suc ceeded in finding one; he was an old rascal, Quasiana by name, who, to avenge the murder of his brother, had killed,goodness knows how many people. He had been pursued with vigor, but had escaped, and after a time the hue and cry had subsided and he had been fofgotteü. Fifteen years had passed, and the man had lived in seclusion, but. our Prefect having heard of the affair and obtained a clew to his whereabouts, endeavored to capture him with no more success than his predecessor. We were beginning to despair of our promotion; you can therefore, imagine how pleased I was to receive the note from my chief. I found him in his study talking very confidently to a man of the true Corsician peasant type. "This is Quastana's cousin," said the Prefcct to me, in a low tone. "He lives in the little village of Solenzara, just above Porto-Vecchio, and the brigand pays him a visit every Sunday evening to have a game of scopa. Now, it seems that Wiese two had some words the other Sun day, and this fellow is determined to nave revenge; so he proposes to hand his cousin oyer to justice, and, between you me, I believe he means it. But, as I want Î.V? f e ca l )ture myself, and in as brilliant a manner as possible, it is advis able to take precautions in order not to expose the Governmment to ridicule. That's what I want you for. You are quite a stranger in the country, and no body knows you; I want you to go and see for certain if it really is Quastana who goes to this man's house." "But I have neverseen this Quastana," I began. ' My chief pulled out his pocketbook and drew forth a photograph mueh the worse for wear. "Here you are!" he exclaimed. "The rascal had the cheek to have his portrait taken last year at Porto-Vecchio." While we were looking at the photo the peasant drew near and I saw his eves flash vengefully ; but the look quickly vanished and his face assumed its usual stolid appearance. ajc you not afraid that the presence 8tr ^. T will frighten your cousin ° n 11,6 fnnX ! '' re i plied n th . e mftB - " He is too fond of cards. Besides, there are manyl new faces about here now on account of the shooting. I'll say that this gentle man has come for me to show him where the game is to be found." Thereupon we made an appointment for the next Sunday, and th§ fellow walked off without the least conpunction for his dirty trick. When he was gone the Prefect impressed upon me the ne cessity for keeping the matter very quiet, because he intended that nobody else should share the credit of the capture. I assured him that I would not breathe a word, thanked him for his kindness in asking me to assist him, aud we sepa rated to go to our work and dream of promotion. The next morning I set out in full shooting costume, and took the coach which does the journey from Ajaccio to Bastia. For those who love nature there is no better ride in the world, but I was too busy with my castles in the air to notice any of the beauties of the land scape. At Bonifacio we stopped for dinner. When I got in the coach again, just a little elevated by the contents of a good sized bottle, 1 found that 1 had a fresh traveling companion, who had taken a seat next to me. He was an official at Bastia, and ®I had already met him ; a man about my own age, and a native of Paris like myself. A decent sort of a fellow. You are probably aware that the Ad ministration, as represented by the Pre fect, etc., and the magistrature never got on well together; in Corsica it is worse than elsewhere. The seat of the admin istration is at Ajaccio. that of the magis trature at Bastia; we two, therefore, be longed to hostile parties. But wheu you are a long way from home and meet some one from your native place, you for get all elfe, and talk of the old coun try. We were fast friends in less than no time, and were consoling each other for being in "exile" as he termed it. The bot tle of wine had loosened my tongue, and I soon told him, in strict confidence, that I was looking forward to going back to France to take up some good post as a reward for my shaie in the capture of Quastana, whom we hoped to arrest at his cousin's house one Sunday evening. When my companion got off the coach at Porto-Vecchio, we felt as though we had known each other for years. I arrived at Solenzara bet ween four and five o'clock. The place is populated in winter by workmen, fishermen and cus tom officials, but iu summer every one who can shifts his quarters up in the moun tains on account of fever. The village, therefore, was nearly deserted when I reached it that Sunday afternoon. I entered a small inn and had some thing to eat while waiting for Matteo. Time went on and the fellow did not put in an appearance; the innkeeper began to look at me suspiciously and I felt rather uncomfortable. At last there came a knock, and Matteo entered. " He has come to my house," he said, raising his hat. " Will you follow me there?" We went outside, it was very dark and windy; we stumbled along a stony path for about three miles—a narrow path, full of small stones aud overgrown with luxuriant vegetation, which pre vented us from going quickly. That's ray house," said Matteo, pointing among the bushes to a light which was flickering at a short distance from us. A minute later we were confronted by a I a big dog, who barked furiously at us. One would have imagined that he meant to stop us going farther along the road. "Here, Bruccio, Bruccio!" cried my guide—then, leaning toward me, he said : That's Quastana's dog. A ferocious animal, lie has 110 eqUil for keeping watch." Turning to the dog again, he called out:—"That's all right, old fel low—do you take us for policemen?'' The enormous animal quieted down and came and sniffed around our legs. It was a splendid Newfoundland dog, with a thick, white, Wooly coat, which had obtained for him the name of Brue cio (white cheese). He ran out in front of us to the house—a kind of stone hut, with a large hole in the roof, which did duty for both chimney and window. In the centre of the room Stood a rough table, around which were several "seats" made of portion? of truiiks of trees, hacked into shape with a chopper. A torch stuck in a p'oce of wood gave a flickering light, around which flew a swarm of moths and other insects. At the table sat a man who looked like ân Indian or Provincial fishermen, with a shrewd, sunburnt, clean shaven face. He was leaning over a pack of cards and was enveloped in a cloud of tobacco smoke. "Cousin Quastana," said Matteo as we went in, " this is a gentleman who is go ing a shooting with me in the morning. He will sleep here to-night, so as to be close to the spot in good time to morrow." When you have been an outlaw and bad to fly for your Jlife you look with suspicion upon a stranger. Quastana looked me straight in the eyes, for a second» then, apparently Satisfied, be saluted nr.' and took no further notice of me. Two miniltes later the cousins were absorbed in a game of scops. It is astonishing what a man : a for card playing existed in Corsica at that time, and it is probably the same now. The clubs and cafes were watched by the po lice, for the young men ruined them selves at a game called bouillotte. la the villages it was the same ; the peasants were mad for a gaule ât cards) and when they had no money they plaved for their pipes; knives, sheep—anything. I Watched the tWd men with great in terest as they sat opposite each other si • lently playing the game. They watched each other's movements, the cards cither faced downward upon the table or care fully held so that the opponent might not catch a glimpse of them,, and gave an occasional quick glancc at their ' 'hand" without losing sight of the other player's face. I was especially interested in watching Quastana. The photograph was a very good one, but it could not repro duce the sunburnt face, the vivacity and agility of movement, surprising in a man of his age, and the hoarse, hollow voice peculiar to those who spend most of their time in solitude. Between two and three hours passed in this way, and I had some difficulty in keeping awake in the stuffy air of the hut and the long stretches of silence broken only by an occasional exclama tion: "Seventeen!" "Eighteen!" From time to time I was aroused by a heavy gust of wind, or a dispute between the players. Suddenly there was a savage bark from Bruccio, like a cry of alarm. We all sprang up, and Quastana rushed out of the door, returning an instant afterward and seizing his gun. With an exclma tion of rage he darted out of the door again and was gone. Matteo and I were looking at one an other ill surprise, when a dozen armed men entered and called upon us to sur render. And in less time than it takes to tell you we were on the ground, bound and prisoners. In vain I tried to make the gendarmes understand who I was; they would not listen to me. "That's all right; you will have an opportunity of making an explanation when we get to Bastia." They dragged us to oui f®it and drove us out with ths butt ends, of their cas bines. Standcuffed, and pushed about by one aud another, we reached the bot tom of the slope, where a prison van was waiting for us—a vile box, without ventilation and full of vermin—into which we were thrown and driven to Bastia, escorted by gendarmes with drawn swords. A nice position for a Government ofii cial! It was broad daylight when we reached Bastia. The Public Prosecutor, the col onel of gendarmes, aud the governor of the prison were impatiently awaiting us I never saw a man look more astonished than the corporal in charge of the escort, as, with a triumphant smile, he led me to these gentlemen, and saw them hurry toward me with all sorts of apologies, and take off the handcuffs. "What! Is it you?" exclaimed the Public Prosecutor. "Have these idiots really arrested you? But how did it come about—what is the meaning of it?" Explanations followed. On the prev ious day the Public Prosecutor had re ceived a telegram from Porto-Vecchio, informing him of the presence of Quas taDa in the locality, and giving precise details as to where and when he could be found. The name of Porto-Vicchio opened my eyes; it was that traveling companions of mine who liad played me this shabby trick ! He was the Pros ecutor's deputy. "But, my dear sir," said the Public Prosecutor, "whoever would have ex pected to see you in shooting costume in the house of the brigand's cousin? We have given you rather a bad time of it, but I know you will not bear malice, and you will prove it by coming to breakfast with me. " Then turning to the corporal, and pointing to Matteo, he said:—"Take this fellow away; we will deal with him in the morning." The unfortunate Matteo remained dumb with fright; he looked appeal ingly at me, aud I, of course, could not do otherwise than explain matters. Tak ing the Prosecutor on one side I told him that Matteo was really assisting the Pre fect to capture the brigand; but as I told him all about the matter his face as sumed a hard, judicial expression. "I am sorry for the Prefecture," he said; but. I have Quastana's cousin aud I won't let him go! He will be tried with some peasants, who are accused of having supplied the brigand with pro visions." "But I repeat that this man is really in the service of the Prefecture," I pro tested. "So much the worse for the Prefec ture," said he with a laugh. "I am going to give the administration a lesson it won't forget, aud teach it not to med dle with what doesn't concern it. There is only one brigand in Corseia, and you want to take him ! He's my game, I tell you. The Prefect knows that, yet he tries to forestall me! Now I will pay him out. Matteo shall be tried; be will, of course, appeal to your side; there will be a great to-do, and the brigand will be' put on his guard against his cousin and gentlemen of the Prefecture who go shooting." Well, he kept his word. We bad to appear on tfehalf of Matteo, and we had a nice time of it in the court. 1 was the laughing stock of the place. Matteo was acquitted, but he could no longer be of use to us, because Quastana was fore warned. He had to quit the country. As to Quastana, he was never caught. He knew the country, and every peasant was ecretly ready to assist him; and al though the soldiers and gendarmes tried their best to take him, they could not manage it. When 1 left the island he was still at liberty, and 1 never heard anything about his capture since.—[The Strand Magazine. AROUND THE HOUSE. Don't think you must purchase some expensive material for cleaning the obsti nate tins which will persist in looking dull when you want them to shine; scour them with ! whitening moistened with kerosene and you will be pleased with the results. When the fire in the range fails to burn brightly and the draft is imperfect we decide "that the chimney requires atten tion, and the range must be cleaued, and hasten to send for a man who uhder stands it to come and do the work, when by placing a few pieces of zine on the hot coals we will find (unless something serious is the matter with the flue) that it has been cleaned by this simple means, the draft is good, and the fire burns as brightly as ever. Clean your brushes once in a while, and do net imitate the lady who believed in renewing the brushes instead of washing the old ones, which she did not do either until the said brushes were old. The dust and grease from the hair socu soil the white bristles of any brush, and about once in ten days they should have a thorough cleansing. Soak them in vefy hot water in which ateaspoonful of ammonia has been put, beat them up and down in the water so as to remove all the dust. Wheu thoroughly clean and rinsed place in the air and sun until dry; this hardens the bristles and preserves their strength and "newness. A Fish That Could Talk. A natural curiosity captured on the coast of Africa on May f)th, 1 Bid, by Slgnor Cavanaand exhibited in all the great cities of Europe during the years 18)9. 2830, 18G1 and 1862, where it was advertised as the "Talking Fish," was, in reality, a species of the African seal well known to naturalists on account of its wonderful powers of mimicry. This particular animal was about twelve feet in length and weighed something over 800 pounds. It had a fiue dog-like head and large beautiful black eyes, which seemed to sparkle with intelligence whenever the creature was spoken to by anyone. It was very docile, aud, when told to dance, would roll over and over in its bathtub, with first tail and then head above the water, all the time chat tering as though enjoying the sport as much as the spectators did. It soon learned many odd tricks and, it is claimed, learned to articulate at least three words very plainly, viz : "Mamma," "papa," and "John," the last being its keepei's name. When told to pray it would clasp its "flippers" in the attitude of supplication and put on a sanctimon ious look that could haidly be equaled. The Last Seout. An Eastern traveler in the Rocky Mountains tells in a private letter of meeting a scout of the old days, and says: "He is very interesting; he is the last of tlue 100 Goverment scouts, aud can walk (or run) 120 miles a day; all the others are either in jail or dead. His stories are very thrilling, and doubfless are true, for he has to be drawn out by degrees, and blushes like a girl through his dark .skin at the direct questions asked after he has unconsciously told a little of a gtory of the past."—[Boston Transcript. THE JOKERS' BUDGET. JEST AND YARN BY FUNNY MEN OF THE PRESS. Wanted More Tragedy—Probably the Lutter —Bobby's Ambition-—Two of a Kind, Etc., Etc. wanted moke tragedy. Seeker—How did you like the tragedy last night? Sageman—There wasn't imite enough of it. Seeker—Good heavens, man! There were five acts: I'm sure you ought to have been satisfied with that. Sageman—Oh, I'm not saying there wasn't enough of the play : I mean there wasn't enough tragedy. A massacre of the entire cast in the first act would have been about the right thing,—(Boston Courier. trobably the latter, Is it love when your heart beats faster Whenever the pair of you meet? Is it love that when you passed her, Your cheek felt a sudden hèat? Is it love if your vision trembles And swims when you see one girl? Is it love that for you she dissembles The defiant all of a churl? Is it Cupid that causes these feelings; Is it love—who'll answer the ques tion?— These throbbings and whirlings and reelings ; Is it love—or just indigestion? -—[Chicago News Record. bobby's ambition. "I'm going to be a postman when I grow up," said Bob, who had been chiaed by his father for whistling. "Then I can go around ringing front door bells aud whistling all I please."— [Harper's Bazar. two ok. a kind. He was inclined to be didactic when his friend put his head in the door and asked hurriedly : "Have you s'matches?" " I have some matches," he answered, in very distinct tones. "When you know the English language, why not speak it, hey?" His friend laughed, secured the mat ches, and said: "Well, I must hurry. Good-bye." "Goobv," was the response from the didactic one. The other put his head in at the door ain. It was his chance now. "1 don t know what 'gooby' means, but probably you do. Is it slip-shod English for 'good-bye,' hey.^—fDetroit Free Press. as item for housekeepers. Tlie committee of the legislature that visited the State Agricultural College at Fort Collins on Saturday tells a good story on Superintendent Anderson. The members of the committee had looked over the building, and highly compli mented the Superintendent on'the clean liness and order that prevailed. Senator Lockwood and Representative Hunter were a little ahead of the others in leav ing the building, and, stopping to chat a few minutes at the entrance, overheard the conversation of a couple of boys un seen by them that put a different" com plexion on affairs. "Thank God," ejaculated oue of the youngsters, heaving a big sigh of relief, "we don't have to go through this thing again for a while.'' "No," was the hearty response of his companion, "we don't have to sweep out under the beds for another vear now."— [Denver Times. a NEW kind. The two drummers were standing up at the railway restaurant counter feeding. Pretty soon one of them, after a slight manipulation, handed something to the other. "Have a Liliuokalina sandwi h?" he said. "What in thunder kind of a sandwich is that"? said the other, taking it. "Try it aud see." "Come off," exclaimed the other one, as he pried it open with his knife, "there's nothing in it.'' ' That's why we call it the Liliuoku lani sandwich," explained the first one, and went on eating.—[Detroit Free Press. a disgruntled ghost. She—Mrs. Jackson used to be a fine medium, but she says she has lost her power. He—Yes; Jackson hates table-rap ping, so he put her up to asking her first husband's spirit where he used to spend his evenings.—[Judge. She's my Sandwich I'm her ham, She's my Lillie, I'm her Sam. Soon I'll annex her, You may bet ; Little Hawaii Will be my pet. —[Defiance News. a dog's limitations. First Boy—"I got the smartest dog you ever saw. He can do anything." Second Boy — "Bet he can't." "Bet he can." "Can you make him fight?" "Course." "Can you make him wag his tail?" "Course." "Well, I'll bet you can't make him fight and wag his tail too." —I Good News. wanted to know. New Boarder (gently)—Hasn't this butter rather-er-a peculiar taste, Mrs. Slimdiet? Mrs. Slimdiet—That? That's roll but ter, sir. New Boarder—Yes-er-I suppose so; but where have they been rolling it?— [New York Weekly. poetry and prose. Tragedian (pathetically) — Give me, Lethe, the wine in which I can drink forgetfulness. Innkeeper—No, no. Then you would forget to pay.— [Fliegende Rlaetter. she would be missed. Mamma (pathetically)-^-What would my little girl do if I should die? Little Flossie—I don't know ; I sup pose I should have to spank myself.— [Life. the problem solved. Little Josie—What do you suppose all these holes are in the cheese for? Little Leah—Oh, I'd think you would known. It's to let the smell out.—[Inter Ocean. very likely. "There's a great deal of jealousy among the flowers, said Hawkins. " It is my firm belief that the violet is blue b ecause it i sn't a rote." —»[Ju dge, very close. He—Is there much between George and Hilda? She—I saw them sitting on the sofa last evening and you couldn't have put an oyster knife between them.—[.Judge. a case of desire. • Jones-- \ ou can get the position if you find somebody that can go on your bond. Smith—Which do you prefer, Willie Vanderbilt or one of the Astors? "Are you acquainted with them?" "Not at all; but they can goon mj bond, can't they, if they want to?"— [Texas Sittings. worse and worse. One of Theic. (who likes him) see why you thin I'm sure. The Other (who don't. He hasn't [Truth. I don't George is half-witted, doesn't like him) - 1 any wits at all.— the i n varying impulse. Mrs. Van Wilde—Helen, go down to the library at once. Charles wants tc speak to you over the telephone. Helen — Gracious! Is my hat or straight?—[Chicago News. paradoxical. " Charley's trying very hard to win your affections." " Yes, he's a man after my own heart. But I won't have him."—[Chicago News Record. RELIABLE RECIPES. Hot Biscuits .—One quart flour, one teaspoonful salt, three tcaspoonfu's bak ing powder, one tablespoonful lard, one pint sweet milk, cold (never use soui milk) ; use cold water when milk cannot be obtained. Sift together, flour, sail and powder; rub in lard cold; add milk, form into smooth consistent dough. Flour the board, turn out dough, roll out to thickness of three-quarter inch, cut with small round cutter; lay them close together on greased baking tin; bake in good hot oven. Old biscuits can be made fresh by moistening, placing in oven until heated through. Fricassee of Oysters .—Mrs. Rover'« fricassee of oysters is a most delicious way of preparing them. She says to boil twenty-live oysters in their own liquor and drain. Then put into a frying-pan a large tablespoonful of butter, ami when it is melted stir into it a tablesppoonful of flour, then add half a pint of milk and stir until it boils, when the oysters and half a cup of the liquor with salt and cayenne pepper are added, and all stirred again until it boils. It is then taken from the fire and the yelks of two eggs lightly beaten and a tablespoonful of chopped parsley are added. All dishes of this kind must be served directly from the lire. Poached Eggs .—Poached eggs are the most delicate of the simpler methods of serving eggs. A deep saucepan should be used and the water should reach the boiling point before the egg is carefully dropped in. Some cooks squeeze not more than two or three drops of lemon juice into the water and always use a a teaspoonful of salt. A full minute should poach the egcj sufficiently, when it is lifted out with the skimmer and laid upon the square of toast already prepared oa a hot platter. Some of the best chefs claim that the poaching pan, to do lialf a dozen ejrgs at once, does not insure the same perfection to each as when they are done separately. Eggs may be poached in an almost perfect sphere by giving to the water a rapid rotary motion with a spoon or fork and dropping the egg in the heart of the whirlpool thus formed. The Everlasting Ghost, We are asked to believe in ghosts be cause in every age there have been ghost stories. But would it not be more nat ural to suppose that in every age the hu man mind has been subject to aberra tions, and that some specific weakness or irregularity of the mental constitution, or of the physical organ, the brain,on which all thinking, so far as we are aware, de pends, has probably given rise to this particular class of hallucinations? We cannot pretend as yet to know the mind thoroughly in health aud disease; but this we do know, that there are thou sands and millions of persons whose lives arc never intruded on by ghosts, and who know absolutely nothing of the "occult" phenomena. According to the reverend gentleman's own fig ures, only one woman in twelve aud one man in ten has had any "occult" experiences. Now, what we should like very much to have would be a further analysis of these figures, showing the percentage of flighty or otherwise ill-balanced minds among the "occult" and the "non-occult" (if we may so apply the words) classes respec tively. Our own experience would lead us to believe that the proportion would be vastly larger in the former class than in the latter. Who has not known many examples of the tremulous, nervous, hyper-sensitive, wonder-loving, hysteri cal, or semi-hysterical type of constitu tion among the devotees of ghost lore? And if such examples occur, as we be lieve they must, to the mind of every one, is it notât least a probable inference that "occultism" in its various phases has something to do with that kind of mind? The ghost maybe very ancient, but we do not believe in him the more. The trouble about him is that he has made no pro gress since the earliest times; in fact, on the whole, he has fallen back. We should not be disposed to talk of the "levitation" of Elijah ourselves had not the Rev. Mr. Haweis used thö.term be fore us, but, if following the reverend gentleman's lead, we consider the prophet's alleged translation in that light, surely it was a most successful feat in "levitation* and a little ahead of any thing the modern world can show. And, speaking generally, the apparitions and visions and other spiritual or occult phenomena of ancient times had more "body" to them than those of our own day. If, therefore, the ghost has made no progress in the course of three orfour thousand yeare, if he is just as uninstruc tive and inconsequent a phenomenon now as he was when we first encount ered him, if not a little more so, we may perhaps be pardoned for thinking that he may be safely and fairly ignored by people who have an average amount of business to attend to.—[From the Edi tor's Table in "The Popular Science Monthly." Among the newest and most notable goods offered are the silk and linen ging hams, or swivel silks. They have the India texture so exactly that it is diffi cult to distinguish any difference with out touching them. The regular wash silks cannot approach them iu beauty, and if, as is claimed, the silk finish is retained after washing, they will prove formidable competitors not only to the wash siUw, but tc the Indias. NOTES AND COMMENTS. . , ^ H , E I 1 ree Public Library Commission is doing a work of incalculable good in Massachusetts. It will h: but. a brief time now before every town in the State has its library accessible lo every person who can read. I ndcr the provisions of the statute creating the Cc tow n desiring to < mimssiou, any tablish a public libra, y spoil« 1») presses may have on application a list of stand aid works as the nucleus of a collection. It is expected that local interest and private philanthropy will inereas it. In making a report to the Legislature the other day the Commission stated that the towns ot Avon, Colrain. Dana, Essex, I leetown, Gosnokl, Holland, Leyden, Lynnfield, Medwav, Oakham, Savov, Shelbume, Tolland, Wilbrahain, and VVrentham had been supplied with books during 18)2. So far fifty two towns have received books from the state. The Commission publishes a classification of the towns and eiti of the State, and finds that of the 3V2 on the list, 227 con tain fice public libraries that are entirely under municipal control; thirty libraries the use of which is free and partly under municipal management; twenty-two libraiies to which the town or city appropriates money, but over which it has no control; nineteen towns have free libraries supported by private funds; one has a library which is not free, but w supported by the town. There remain fifty-three towns with population o! 73,b6'3, or 3 per cent, oi the population of the State, that possess no publie libraries. The ' imtnission iu cone; dence with the new lib on them the importance _ _ material for town histories. A physician who has made a study of nervous diseases says that in them, especially, is the taint of heredity shown. People who are broken down by dissipa tion, exhausting diseases, excessive brain work, or anxiety can no more transmit vitality to their ehildred than a decaying vine can beget healthy fruit. "There Is more iu heredity than'people realize," he says "and sometimes it is hopeless to fight against it. I respect aud pity the man who is born with a craving for drink, or a tendency to steal, or to injure and bully weak people, an-' resists it with all his strength, for Ilia«- envolvcs a struggle that men whose parents were decent people know nothing about. It is a bitter one, and must be almost life long. Occasionally the man triumphs, oftener he fails. Depend upon it, tha law of the future will aud must take cognizance of heredity. The man who drinks because of an overwhelming desire to do so, that he got directly from his father and mother, is not so culpable as the mau who deliberately and needlessly becomes intempei Look at the cas# of that infant child of a saloon keeper that drank a pint of whiskey and died. Now, to the child of ordinary people whiskey is most disgusting. II was plain heredity of appetite. The saddest part of it all is that education cannot w r holly cure evil tendencies. Children of the ignorant have small brains and it is im possible to develop them beyond a certain point. When we have Utopia we will interdict certain marriages. A MirsiCTAN says that in nothing is the growth of musical taste, in this country illustrated more effectually than in the choice of selections for performance on the piano at public concerts "Take an old programme," said he, "and by that I mean one thirty years old, or therea bouts and you will find that the piano pieces are by Dreyschoek, Thalberg, Gottschalk, Wchli; "transcriptions' fror" Italian operas and not pourris of populai airs, designed entirely' to show oil the technical abilities of the performer. Nowadays you hear but little of all that. The musical interest must exceed the technical interest. Liszt is a good deal played, to he sure, but you will find that the repetorv of the successful modern pianist is made up from Beethoven, Schumann, Bach, Schubert, Chopin, Mendelssohn, Grieg, Rubinstein—men whose idea was to express musical thought and feeling, not to show what a man could do with his fingers." The Philadelphia Record says hat the ice gorge ia the Delaware River above Trenton is the greatest on record, aar] that the ice will probably not entirely disappear until the opening of summer. Eighty miles of ice are ciowded into eight, and the accumulated mass extends from the bottom of the river to thirty or forty feet into the air. The railroad bridge at Trenton which usually has a clearance of thirty feet above high water, is now on a level with the ice, peopl« being able to step from the bridge's road bed to the gorge without any trouble. A complete set of photographs of the ice phenomena has been obtained. So ■ n portant, from a scientific view, ia tha gorge considered that an illustrated monograph on the subject is to be pub lishad by the University of Pennsylvania. The English Congregational Year Book shows the number of places of worship in England and 'Aales to be 4, 634. In Scotland there are about 100 churches, If in he Channel Islandsand 43 in Ireland, including 15 mission sta tions; iu the British Colonies and ou tho Continent of Europe 849 places of wor- m ship, showing a large increase in last year's returns. The number of Congre gational ministers in England and Wale# is 2,725, of whom ti;!4 are without pastoral charge. More than 2,100 of them are total abstainers. In the theo logical colleges there e.re 423 students; 293 in England. 05 in Wales, i) in Scot land, and 28 in the colonies, The French government are experi menting with electric locomotives, tlas invention of J. J. Iledinann. I hey a propelled by coal and steam tinned in.o electric power in the locomotive, and it is claimed for this invention that it gives practically more power than is usually done by the action of steam directly on the piston. There is besides the further advantage of more casuy controlling^ th® power thus generated, and with little waits. It is on these lines that some day we shall have wagons on country and city roads propelled by electric power produced as the vehicle is moving. New manufacturing and industrial enterprises of all kinds continue to mul tiply in the Southern States and a recent week especially, demonstrates this. Several new cotton mill companies are » being formed, old mills preparing to enlarge, and announcements have been madcof the early eret tion of several very extensive manufacturing plants In the Construction Department of the Manu facturers' Record is found a complete list of the new concerns of that week, with i. capital stock aggregating over $3,680,000. a 8 >. an artist in His line. Jasper—The idea of that barber call ing himself an artist! He is simply a scraper. scraper. uppc—'niai'sjust iu.: he calls himself an artist. Look what Jumpuppe-That's just the reason why _j calls himself an artist. Look what a picture lie made of my face this morn ing. Fewer than 11,000 Prussians bava incomes of more than t~,00ô a year.