The Advocate, 1887-08-18, Page 7Reap Out of the Fast.
Ent3P 00 0 tho paZt I for its highways
'Are damp with malarial gloom,
Its gardene aro sere, and its fOYCBtS are drear,
And everywhere moulders a, tomb,'
Who seeao t.O rPgain tta loat pleasure
FIndS Only arose turned to, dust,
And its storehouse of wonderful treasures
Is covered and coated with dnat.
limp out of the past 1 It is hannted,
lie who in its aVO311108 gropes
Shill find there the ghost of a, jey prized t1e
most,
And a skeleton throng of dead hopes.
in place of it beautiful rivers
y,in pools that are stagnant with' slime,
And those graves gloaming light in the phos,
phorous light
Coyer dreams that were slain in their prime,.
Ileep out of the past I It is lonely
And barren and bleak to the view,
Its fires have grown cold and itS Stories are old.
k Turn, turn to the present, the new I
To -day loads you up to the hill tops,
That are kissed by the radiant sun,
To -day shows no tomb—all life's honeli in
bloom—
And to -day beide a prize to be won.
Vp 111 the Left.
Out in the barn the chi' iron bits,
When the sun is hot in the summer sky l
Out in the barn where the livelong day
The breezes rustle the fragrant bay.
Oh, the balm of the perfumed air
Oh, the breath Of the flowers fair
Which bud and bloom in the meadows wide,
With daisies and buttercups side by aide I
"Up to tho /oft," cries Jack, well go,
For the breeze is cooler up there, you know,"
And golclen-hair Elsie follows him fast. •
Till the toy) of the ladder is reached at last,
And over their heads, in the rafters strong,
The doves aro cooiug their sweet love song,
While in and out at the wide barn door
The swallows are teaching their young to soar.
Oh, dear old barn on grandpa's farm,
May winds Dor storms ever do YOU harm,;
For grandpa in the "long ago "
Over your rafters climbed, we know;
And graudina, quaint little maiden she,
His chosen playfellow used to be,
And with book and dolly 'midst the hay
Up'in the hayloft loved to play.
Fate's Cruelty.
I see two eyes behind hor lashes' haze
That hold an amber light within their gloom,
A low, curl -shadowed brow, red lips, whose
bloom
Is like some tropic flower's crimson blaze;
And underneath, the sweetest little chin
That ever dimple found a refuge in.
With interest koen I marlc her every grace,
Because my husband loved her long ago,
Before I came, and saw (fate willed it so),
And won what might have been her honored
place.
The roun'ry of it all has power to roll
A dood of bitter waters o'er my soul,
And yet it is not that I doubt his love,
Nor envy her that beauty past compare
That makes this burning sting of sharp' despair,
Whose pain but womeo's hearts have know-
ledge of—
It is because harsh fate did not defer
Our meeting until he had married her
—Eva Wilder .711eGiasson in Tirl-Bits.
Why They Don't Propose.
The popular refrain just now is: " Why
don't the men propose?"It is sung in
every city in the Union with most pathetic
intonation. It is a fact, however, that the
dearth of marriages can be counted against
woman as well as man. A love of inde-
pendence has done more to injure the mar-
riage market than •lack of gold on either
side. What man wants to tie himself to a
girl who frankly says she will take care of
herself, and hesitates not to do so, whether
it be agreeable or otherwise to him? And
what girl hungers to mate with a man who
gorges himself on cigarettes and runs with
the boys night after night? Such unions
increase responsibilities, and persons fitted
to care for only themselves are not equal to
the burden. It is, perhaps, es we that
comparatively few venture into the miptial
net while the odds for happiness and con-
tentment are so much against them.—San
Francisco _Report.
Fooling the Toads.
Some sharp observer has discovered that
the electric lights on the more retired
streets are demoralizing to the toads. It
is asserted that these useful batrachians,
attracted by the brilliant light when the
streets are quiet, gather by dozens under
it and hold high revels. The greatly
enlarged shadows of countless insects
fluttering around the light fall upon the
ground, and the innocent toads, thinking
them to be real, hop about in all directions
to catch them, making it seem as though
they were going through a merry cotillion.
His Dive Broke His Neck.
Four men were drowned while bathing in
this city yesterday. The most remarkable
case was that of George Gubins, a young
man living at One Hundred and Ninety.
sixth street and Kingsbridge road. Late
in the forenoon he went with some friends
to take a dip in the Harlem near the long,
low footbridge at.Two Hundred and Eighth
street. The tide was well out, Gubins
dived from the bridge and struck his head
so violently that his neck was broken. He
died instantly. In the still, shallow water
the body was recovered without difficulty.
It was carried to the Kingsbridge Police
Station.—N. Y. World.
The Latest OollInre.
Mrs. Young Wife—There, Charlie, how
does my hair look?
Well, I must confess, my dear, that it
doesn't look as if you had touched it with a
brush for a week.
Isn't that lovely 1 I guess I'm all ready
kr church then, Charlie 1
A Meteorological Investigation.
Thie is about the size of Humidity these
days :
to
d this is about the size of Humanity :
We often read that a man has left a for-
tune to his wife " during life or widow.
hood." This, however, is a game at whieh
the other see can nose play, and a wealthy
lady who recently died at Now York has
set an example to others who are similarly.
Circumstanced by bequeathing her posses,
Mons to trnstees for the 'use of her 1111Sballa
4' so long as he shall remain uninarried."
Young folio tell What they do, old ones
what they have done and fools what they
will do. It may be a reflection On the
civilization �f the last quarter of tho nine-
teenth contury,, but those who tell what
they "will do ere in a large majority.
A leafing tidier nickel all his trousers
without pockete. Els Oustomers haVe no
Use for thetn after pitying for tho clothei,
SUMMER, BEVERAGES.
rew.Simple Reeiies fOr 1Vho1esome and
1 rst.Qucnching Drinks.
The feverish thirst of summer days is
almost unquenchable when the liquid We
take to relieve it is unaccompanied by
nourishment, for exainple a cep of tea, and
very little bread and butter or orecker will
do more to alley thirst than three or four
cups without.
For this reason the egg lemonade that
has been such an attraction at the soda
fountain this summer is gee of the best
beverages ever introduced, as well as the
most delicious. Many declare that it is
not Bo good when home.made, and they
are generally right. This is the reason :
The powerful pressure brought to bear on
the lemon while in the squeezing machine
forces out the oil from the peel as well as
the juice, and this is not done with the
ordinary hand squeezer. The juice of
lemon has little fragrance; it is the oil that
imparts the delicious flavor to it. Make
the drink in the following way and it will
be quite equal to that made by pro-
fessionals :
EGG LEMONADE.
Break an egg into a tumbler, rub two
lumps of sugar on the rind of a fine lemon,
put the sugar into the tumbler, squeeze the
lemon into it with a squeezer and half fill
the tumbler with ice broken small ; fill up
with water and with a shaker shake the
whole vigorously a few seconds then grate
a little nutmeg over the top. If you have
no shaker beat the egg with a fork.
Simple lemonade is greatly improved by
rubbing the peel with sugar. When made
for patients recovering from fever a far
more grateful drink than strong lemonade
is made by using one lenion to a quart of
water, with one lump of sugar rubbed on
the peel ; sweeten very little. This, given
in teaspoonfuls when the mouth and tongue
are parched, is inexpressibly refreshing.
COLD WATER TEA OR RUSSIAN TEA.
Russian summer tea is usually made by
steeping tea in boiling water in the usual i
way and setting it in ce. This gives the
astringency that is pleasant whenhot, wjth
cream, but to many tastes very unpleasant
when cold. The better way to make it is
in hot weather, and so made, iced
tea is a positive luxury. Fourhours before
you require the tea for use (or over night if
you choose) put four teaspoonfuls of tea
into a pitcher, pour on it a quart of cold
water, cover and set it in the ice box. It
does not sound as if goodtea could be made
with cold water, but this is the perfection
of cold tea, fragrant without the least
bitterness, and of a beautiful amber clear-
ness. Sweeten as any other tea. With a
little lemon juice‘and a slice of lemon float.
ing in each glass this makes thefashionable
"Russian tea."
EFFERVESCENT SODA -WATER AT ROME.
One may long for a glass of soda or be
delighted to ofer it to our heated and
weary friends, but it is quite too much to
go to the druggist for it with the sun high
and the thermometer in the nineties; more
impossible yet to regale our visitors. And
yet nothing is more possible or less ex-
pensive than to have the thing always at
hand. In Paris, where siphons were first
introduced, iced " siphon water " was the
Shing to have in the house. I often wonder
that so little use is made of them in this
soda -water -loving country, except under a
doctor's direction. Half a dozen siphons
of plain soda cost 90 cents, perhaps less in
large cities, and if you are known to your
druggist you will not be charged for the
loan of the siphons. Beep them on ice and
you have your soda -water ready. Make and
keep bottled a few simple syrups. Vanilla
syrup, coffee syrup, ginger syrup—and you
can have flavored soda at a moment's
notice. In fruit season half fill the glass
with fresh fruit syrup and sugar, fill up
from the siphon, and you have a drink for
the gods.
SODA MILE.
This is an excellent and nourishing drink
in hot weather, and will remain on the
most delicate stomach when anything but
koumiss would be rejected, and is simply
soda from the siphon and milk.
CLARET CUP WITIE SODA WATER.
This is excellently made from California
wine. Pour a bottle of claret into a pitcher,
add a sliced orange, leaving out the first
and last slice, and a strip of cucumber peel
as long as your finger; sweeten with syrup;
add, if liked, a wineglass of Santa Cruze
mum; set this in crushed iceand just before
drinking strain and add the contents of a
siphon of soda water ; etir and serve at
once.
Of all cups except champagne. perhaps
cider is the beat. Pour a quart of cider
into a pitcher, slice an orange into it or
three slices of lemon; syrup or not accord-
ing as the cider is sweet or sour, add aglass
of sherry and one of brandy with a pint of
crushed strawberries if in season, other-
wise a cup of chopped pineapple and a few
drops of almond flavoring. If champagne
cider is used let it be iced before used. Let
all stand till chilled. Then strain ana add
a siphon of soda.
The soda water must always be used the
last thing, and when there is time to have
the" cup" cold enough without do not add
ice to it, as if it stands it gets poor. Sweeten
all cups with syrup made thus :
Pour boiling water, a pint, on a pound of
white sugar. When dissolved bottle for
use. The use of syrup prevents the last of
the oup being too sweet. --Philadelphia, Press.
Would Send to the Baker's.
" My dear," said a fond father to his
fashionable slaughter, who ie soon to be
married, " if George should at some future
time meet with reverses, and his fortune
should be swept away, which occasionally
occurs to silver mine speculatcat, dould you
meet the emergency ? Could you, for in-
stance, go int e the kiteheri arid make a loaf
of bread ?" "What a feolish papa 1" re-
plied the dear girl, brightly, " why, I would
send to the baker's for it 1"
Mr, Alexander Moody Stuart, advocate,
has 'been appointed Professor of Scots Law
in the Vinvereity of Glasgow, in moth Of
Mr, Robert Berry, recently appointed
sheriff of Lanarkshire.
A Braemar correspOnaent states that the
President of the Royal Braemar Highland
Society hat received intimation that the
Queen desires tho annual gathering and
games of the society to be held this year at
Balmoral. This will be Meat heartily com-
plied with,-
3rE44:44041,,i, nOsiE8.
How One Taught 5LOI1sofl, Not to be For-
gotten,
The conversation had turned upon the
PPP4oletiartess Pe Practical joking, says the
Aricansaw feranener when a well known
blleineee Mau said Don't !Teak of
practical joking—don't make the merest
reference to anything of the kind—for it
makes me shedder- You all know PeueleY,
the commercial traveller. He is an exceed-
ingly good-natured and prankish fellow,
so much given to mild joking that on one
occasion, only a few weeks ago, a party of
us decided to play a joke on himthat he
would not be likely to forget. We didn't
know exactly how to proceed, and were
tangled up in those perplexing intricacies
which come of numerous suggestions, when
a plan suddenly suggested itself. Beasley,
having remained he Chicago several days,
decided to go to St. Louis, where his wife
and little boy lived, stopping for a day at
Bloomington to attend to several customers
whom he had at that place. My plans
were laid as soon aS he made known his
intentions, but I pretended that I did not
want him to go.-
" I must,' said he, I wrote my Wife
Several days ago, telling her to address me
at Bloomington, and, besides, I have 13usi-
nese there that has to be attended to at
once.'
"That night we went to the railway
station with him, and when the train hacl
gone we hurried up town and sot our plans
in working erder, which were diabolical, I
admit—to have Beasley arrested in Bloom-
ington and brought back on the morning
train. How we chuckled when the offi-
cer assured US that the arrest should be
made, and hew we gloated over the faot
that we would at last .get even with our
friend.
"'He won't know what in the world to
think of it,' said Sam Mayfield. 'I'd like
to see his expression of countenance when
the officers nab him, and hear his indignant
protests.'
"'He'll howl like a wounded animal,'
remarked Toe Slurainers.
"'Ansi do considerable squealing, too,'
I replied.
"Early the next morning he hurried to
the station. Shortly after the train rushed
in Mayfield exolaimed: They've got him!
See, yonder they come.'
When the officers came up with the
prisoner we rushed forward and roared with
laughter, explaining that it was all a joke.
I should have mentioned before that We had
brought along a man authorized to release
Beasley. Our friend, even after finding out
that it was all a joke, did not smile or in
the least seem to be relieved. Indeed, his
face was deadly pale, and bore such traces
of intense suffering that I was deeply
stricken with remorse. He sat down with
a despairing drop and covered his face with
his hands.
"'Beasley,' said' 17-eepproaching him,
you must forgive us, old fellow. Remem-
ber that you have played many a joke on
me.'
"'Not such an awful joke as this,' he
replied. 'Just as the officers arrested me
the following telegram from my wife was
handed me.'
"He gave me the telegram, and, with a
feeling of horror creeping over me, I tnrned
to the boys and read as follows:
" Our little boy is dead, Hurryzzl,
"No," continued the narrator, "you
must never ask me to go into a practical
joke."
When His 'Wife is Away.
A married mom may feel a certain degree
of loneliness o.t this season while his wife
and family are away from home at the
sea shore or mountain resort, but with it
comes a feeling of freedom and independ-
ence that compensate for the absence of
loved ones. These are the days which the
married man enjoys, notwithstanding the
oppressive heat, and when he informs his
wife in his daily letter that he is " doing
very well "110 means all he says. Yes, he
is doing very well. He can now spend his
evenings in the haunts of his bachelor
days; he can come in at the most un-
seasonable hours and retire without an
animated discussion as to the accuracy of
the clock or a Caudle lecture. He can leave
his place of business o,nd stand on the cor-
ner talking politics as long as he feels dis-
posed; he can run up to the Casino and
wait at the door until the last auditor has
passed out without fear of after conse-
quences; he can smoke in every room in
the house, should he so desire, and he dons
his Sunday clothes every morning without
exciting the slightest suspicion of being
called upon to answer pertinent questions.
He may tell the neighbors how much he
feels the absence of the family, but he does
it for the purpose of having his regrets re-
peated to madam on her return. It is this
that accounts for tho great number of men
to be seen walking the principal thorough-
fares in the evening.
A. New GOVOHLII Fig111.0.
A popular figure in the German " line
at summer resorts is known as the " rail-
road." This requires six railroad tickets
for the ladies, six placards for the gentle-
men and a whistle for the leader. The
gentlemen fasten the placards around
their necks, whilethe tickets are distributed
among the ladies. Upon the signal from
the leader the orchestra plays a railroad
galop and the gentlemen march into the
room, imitating a train. At the sound of
a whistle the train stops, and the leader
calls the name of one of the stations upon
the placards, when a lady with the cor-
responding ticket takes her partner, the
rest following, according to their desti-
nation.
Claret wine is said to be good if poured
into a watermelon. It assimilates with the
juice of the fruit very nicely. A counois,
Baur says that one bottle is, perhaps, a
sufficiency, and you gain the two flavors --
that of the grape RIla that of the melon.
It is done on the principle of making a
salad; you Must uso just enough of the
condiments in the dressing se that you
may got a strut& of each without any ono
predominating. Therefore one bottle of
claret is enough, it is thought. Many
people prefer the Watermelon without any
addition to its taste, Others favor what
, they call modern improvements. Tho real
nquisiteti for the full enjoyment of this
grand fruit is thirst and a hot clay. Lot
tho melon Under these aonclitions be taken
from its bed of ice anti eaten. It is some-
thing fit for the gods.
FOUND inep*ritTUE iOF.t.
Mrs, Varney ,Was Fat There by a Tteroar,
A.rper ;pope' enilareformed.
When little gowo .Carney returned te
her 1.1941e. in White RiaiPe. on X'2114)),'Y
afternoon she found the heavy sofa in. the
parlor ,overturned, ansi. aaW' a feet pre,
trading from beneath it, with the aid of
the neighbors, who came p.t Mo/lie's
the sofa was rempved,.ena there lay Mrs.
Carney, half ,censeieus. When she had
completely :regained her senses,. Mrs.
Carney explained the situation. Between
12 ensi. 1 o'clock, as she was lying on the
..004, a strange man entered,. ,end.,..eelted for
money to pay his fare to Mount Vernon,
He was told that he could net have amen
a poorer house in which to ask for money.
Thereupon the stranger " gave a great
oath," as Igrs. Carney expresses it,, and
deOlarea that if the Money was in the
house he would have it. She turned to the
window to cell for help, when be pressed
his hand. -againet her mouth, and tibe fell
baelt unconscious 011 the lounge. His hand
was wet, presumably with chloroform.
The robber then drew the lounge over her,
in 'such 11 way as to keep. her -imprisoned
without doing her injury,' Apparently be
was afraid of the effeote of the chloroform,
for a dipper was. found by Mrs. Carney's
side and her head was arellale4 with
water, This happened an hour -arid a half
before the woman was found. The ,nian
used his time in ransacking every corner of
the- cottage, opening all the trunks and
drawers, but nothing Was taken away. The
only deseriptioe of the .robber that Mrs.
Caeney can give is that he was short, thielt
set, with smoothly Shaven face and dressed
fairly well, Her Cottage and. the -adjoining
houses are owned by an old lady who lives.
in one of them and is reputed to he wealthy,
The man May have intended to .enter this
lady's house, --New York Sun,
A Practical Summer Girl.
They sat on the upturned bottom of a
broken boat. The silvered path of glory
stretched across the restless waters up
nearly to their feet. They had fallen into
silence. No moment was it then to speak
of baseball or of scandal. Be IVENS overcome
with that tender passion which thrives in
moonlight. That glorious moonlight that
levels all complexions, and makes the
freckled girl as pretty as the rosy-oheeked
maiden 1 The happy moonlight under
whose mystic influence lovers take leliss in
by the pores. He grew fervent. He
clasped her hands. She gave him back a
gentle pressure.
"Tell me," he whispered, with the
hoarseness of emotion, whispered as if he
feared the murmuring surf might catch the
question and bear 11 50 some other ears.
"Tell me, have you ever loved?"
She trembled. She hesitated for a
moment, and he thought he felt herblushes
glow into his eyes. She trembled, and in a
still, soft whisper, gentle as the summer
breeze, answered:
"Not this summer."
Salting Hay.
Salt ought never to be sprinkled on hay,
but, instead of that, air -slaked lime. Salt
attracts moisture, yellows hay and makes
it intrinsically poorer. If cattle are made
to go short on salt in winter they will eat
execrable stuff simply tor the salt that is in
it, and the farmer argues that he has
"saved his hay." But hay ought to stand
on its own merits. If hay is poor from
some other cause, weather-beaten, for in-
stance, or if one has a lot of oat leavings,
good, but coarse, it is well enough to treat
it with brine to tempt stook; but to treat
good hay when it is being mowed away
with salt is a great mistake. On.the other
hand, air -slaked lime will absorb moisture
and thereby preserve hay without any in-
jury to its quality. A writer has often put
on lime so thick that it covered his boots
with a heavy coating in the winter when it
was pitched out '• yet the stock neves. re.
fused or seemed to dislike it on 'that
account. "
HONV She .Explained It.
An American mother travelling in Franc e
offered a half.fare ticket for her son, who
lacked several months of the full -fare age.
The collector looked suspiciously at the
child and at her. "Your son, is he under
7, madame ?" "He is, monsieur." "Your
sort is very large for his age, madame."
"He is, monsieur.1" "Your son is alto-
gether too large for his age, madame,"
snapped the man, exasperated by the
American's coolness. " Oui, monsieur,
that may be," retorted the mother, calmly,
he is not French, you see."—The Argo-
naut.
Went Napoleon One Better.
While the monarch was retired from
business on the Island of St. Helena he was
attended by a Dr. Warden, of the English
navy. This representative of the healing
art on that distant coast was not fond of
the Emperor, and it is said that the anti-
pathy was mutual.
" How many sick people have you killed
in your time, doctor ?" asked Napoleon one
day in his blunt fashion.
"Not near as many as you have Bent
well ones to heaven, was the pat reply.—
PrOni a Paris Letter.
"One Man's Meat, :Eto.0
Scene—Licensed grocer's shop in Easter
Ross ; enter small urehin holding it bottle
Small Urchin—" I Say, mister, gie'e tun -
pence 'orth o' whusky." Shopman—
t Tuppence worth o' whiskey, my man ?
Surely you're not going to drink it your.
self, are you ?" Stnall Urchin (disdain-
fully)—" No so teem likely. I'm ga'an tee
pushon Sandy Henry's dowg wi2t.
The Oldest general of the United States
army is William Selby Harney. He was
born near Nashville, Tenn., in 1800, and
entered the army in 1818. He was
breveted Major-Genoral on March 18tlif
1805.
The Earl of Mar and Kollie is dissatis-
fied with the several decisions in his favor,
and has presented another petition to the
House of Lords for an investigation into
the connection between the hlar estates
and the ancient Mar dignity, With the view
to " obtain an unproje iced reir estates
ntoso
gi n a
t
Out of law of his rights to th
Mar." He has already been awarded both
the estates and the title, and he may here-
after And that it Would have been better
"bo lot well alone,"
NoTE-RAIRNP EXTRA 0;tDIN44..T?
Tom Dollar Notes ]increased to 8100 by a
Woman.
A women who claimed to be MVO. Matz,
living pear Lebanon, Pa., bought §19.50
worth of clothing, and tendered 4
silver note in payment. 111r. Steelman
secured change from George W. Imbeden,
of the Central House. The latter has
now discovered that the note is really a
$10 bill raised to $100. Over the large
figure " 10" a slip with " 100 " has been
pasted, while in the centre and four cor-
ners the word " ten " has been erased.
The work is cleverly done, but easily
detected, Mrs. Matz, who casually inti-
mated that she had just inherited §1,500,
has disappeared. She is about 45 years of
age. The woman was traced. to Pine
Greve, where it was found her name Wall
Zimmerman. She had passed a similar,
bill there, and it found its way into the
beanie of Agent Felty, of the Reading rail-
road, He deposited it in the Pine Grove
bank, and upon the discovery that it was
a doctored bill, he made good the amount
with $100 in gold. Mrs. Zimmerman
heard the officers were after her and fled. ---
Chicago Times.
Musical and Dramatic.
Aimee has been so unsuccessful the past
two seasons that she will find profit in the
variety stage.
The corning jenny Lind is said by a
London correspondent to be Mlle. Sigrid
Arnoldson, of Sweden. Her soprano voice
is said to be perfect, o,nd she is as handsome
as was Nilsson twenty years ago.
It is stated authoritatively that all credi-
tors of the National Opera Company will
be paid dollar for dollar' and that the corn-
pany will take the roadagain next year.
Several contracts have been closed with
singers of note.
The most elaborate moon ever constructed
is being contrived for a farcical melange soon
to be brought out at a New York theatre.
One of the topics travestied in the piece is
mesmerism, in its new form of hypnotism,
and in the course of the experiments the
full, luminous moon becomes abnormal to
the eyes of the characters and the audi-
ence. Suddenly it is a huge eye, which
winks with solemn humor; then it dis-
closes the man who is supposed to inhabit
it, but who turns out to be one of the per-
sonages of the play, and after he has
stepped out to sing a song, the typical
witch is seen to emerge astride a broom,
and she, too, is a woman of the farce.
Late despatches from London leave little
doubt as to the very strong likelihood of
Mme. Christine Nilsson undertaking an
American tour next fall. The Swedish
prima donna.has long been desirous of re.
visiting t le United States, and her rt t irn
has for y areonly been a question of terms.
When Mine. Nilsson first came hither the
Messrs. Strakosch paid her $1,000 a night.
When she sang in opera at the Metropoli-
tan under Mr. Abbey's management she
received $2,000, and previous to leaving
New York she proolaimed that she would
not appear again except at an advance of
$500 per night. If she comes in the fall to
sing in " operatic concerts" under Mr.
Abbey's guidance she will certainly not
get less than $2,500 per concert.
Old. Country Odds and Ends.
J. Douglas, tailor, Auchinblae (aged 86.
years), recently walked to Inchmarlo the -
one day and came back the next—a dis-
tance of forty miles—and felt none the
worse.
Lieut. Reginald Warren, the champion
at Wimbledon this year, is a little over BO
years of age, and is a solicitor in London.
Ile visited Wimbledon Common to shoot
for the first time in 1871.
R. Hutton, who played the bassoon in
the band of the Seaforth Highlanders, died
suddenly on the 15th ult., from an affection
of the throat, said to have arisen from
playing that instrument.
Alexander Adams, who is performing the
novel feat of walking from Dundee to Lon-
don on stilts, arrived in York on July 10th.
He left Dundee on June 25th, and expected
to reach London on the 30th ult. He met
with a poor reception during his journey.
, No Excuse Necessary.
Young wife—Oh, Mr. Jones I'm so sorry
Tom brought you home to dinner to -day.
If he had told me you were coming I'd have
had something nice, and I haven't a thing
in the house fit to eat."
Mr. Jones—Now please don't say a word
about it, my dear maaam. You needn't
worry yourself a particle. I take most of
*my meals at home myself.
The Latest in Equestrianism.
The Duchess of Cleveland has set the
fashion of riding in the Row with a parasol.
Of course this requires a perfectlytrained
horse. The Empress of Austria never
went out hunting without her fan, the
only thing that seemed strange to English -
eyes in a very ported costume and " get-
up."—London World.
Flies Misled.
Flies were very troublesome in the dining-
loonu of a seaside cottage, and a trap was.
set for them. It did its work well, and the
room seemed clear of them. But when
dinner was served, they were as numerous
as ever. The 8-year-cild child explained
taeir appearante by saying:
"Papa, 1 tot day was in dere long enuf."
—The Epoch.
Not it Patriot.
yoU Eaix•ecuf3neunfortunatemel3tra riff 'halvaieng"iadleYipIplseede
leg," " Yes, Sir; Igob that during the war
of the rebellion." "Ah, indeed 1 Were
yeti under 'McClellan ?" "No, sir ; I was.
under a beer waggon in Hoboken."—Pack,
As Smart as the Father.
" Yes," said Bobby's fatheras lie
stroked his little bey'sheadforialy," Bobby
is keeping a bank for his Odd pennies and
niekles. Ana how much have yousatved
u ,
p, Bobby ?"
" Twelve dents," he replied," ,atihe
three dollars and a quarter yeti Owe
Boston )111dget
An Old tittirjf.
Father Of keit Oile----We close up here at
10 o'clOok,
Brass.headed Beliti-,--That's a good idea,
It keeps felleat 011t who don't know encnigh
'16 get inside Pits.