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BY NINA B. MAIM.
One Aril morning, while the eon was
April
shilling Silver City, Seleni sena
•
her father Dame slowly into town, There
wait anew still in the mountains --many
feet of avow --but it had melted in the
valley, andthe wooden pavements of the
little mining camp were as dry as though
it were July.
Over in Hallelujah Gulch a great strike
had been made, and numlaers of pros
praetors thronged the streets, and stood
in groups at every corner. One rough
*miner turned and looked after Selena and
her father and the old hand -organ,
"This'ere'e a city, now, boys 1'' he
cried. "Just look at the organ -grinder
oome to town."
" Give ue a tune, old man 1" called out
a second miner,
" Let him alone, boys," said a third.
"He is blind."
Selena led her father down the narrow
street, and piloted him safely through
the noisy crowd. As ahe turned a corner
ehe spied an unpretending restaurant.
" Dinner fifty cents, the aign read,
tend she panned before the open door.
" We'll go in and gat some dinner, dad.
I'm fearful hungry."
She led her father to one of the small
tables, and slipped the organ from his
back. Then she drew an old bandana
handkerchief from her pocket and untied
one corner. A little roll of ntcklee drop-
ped onb on to the table.
"Gob enough Selent T' asked her father
anxiously. His quick ear had caught the
click of the coins.
"Lots," said Selma!, shortly.
She hastily tied np the money, and
going to the counter, ordered dinner
for her father, and for herself—only a
'bowl of mush and milk.
"I was pretty near starved," said the
old organ grinder, as he ate his roast
beef with a good relish. "H'aint the
meat real good, Selena T'
"Bet your life!" answered Selena,
calmly taking a sip of milk.
"And the tomatoes, and the rice pud-
dtn'," added her father.
" Yea, dad, bub don't stop to+elm,-. Cara
"Yee, dad,' she answered, We'll go
and get some supper, and then we'll find
a place to sleep."
The little parlor of Mrs. Murphy's
lodging -hours was crowded with mWere
that evening. Selent left her father mat-
ed contentedly in a oorner, and stole
quietly out of the front door. $he wee
so used to an out -door life, tbab oho felt,
suffocated in a small and close room.
S e looked
ome one. sat on the lower step, with
hie head resting on his hand a. H
up and sass Solent, as she stood hesita-
tingly in the doorway.
'Don't be afraid," he paid kindly..
It was the young man who had bought
the flowers..
Selena sank down on the steps, and
drew her old blanket shawl shill closer
around her.
"It's cold out here," said the young
man. "Malebo you'd better go in.
"I h'ain't cold," answered Selent, "1 In
moat always outdoors."
"Where'd you say you found the po-
sies?" he asked, anddenly raising his head
"A young lady throwed 'em out. She
had yeller hair. It was a house with
white curtains at the winders. I didn't
set no price on the flowers," ehe added,
hastily. You needn'o have paid ao much
for 'em."
"I hain'b complaanin' of the price," said
the young fellow. "They cost me a pile
to begin with."
"Did you give 'em to her?" asked Sele-
ni, curiously.
"Yea," he answered shortly; "more
fool, too ! '
"They were faded," remarked Selena,
consolingly.
"Yea, he said bitterly. "She'd had
'em twelve hours."
His head dropped on Ma hands again.
"I wouldn't care," said Seleni, softly.
The young man glanced at her. Sel-
enl'e eyes were soft with sympathy ; she
looked so fair in the moonlight.
" How old be you l" he asked abruptly.
"Seventeen," she replied, wondering-
ly" And you travel round with your
father'"
"Yea," said Seleni. "Dad liken to
travel. He won't let . pie do hothin',"
she replied, proudly- "He nays he reo-
in one place long- the pub peer., I guess
ib a1D4 mnoh good now. S'poee you
read it,"
Selena took; the letter and tore open
the envelope. There were only a few
linea.
It began, "Devlin' Jim," and was aligned
Your own Lizzie," It stated that
the writer would marry him at any time.
"Don't look no l" pried her husband, as
Solent grew deadly white. She did not
speak, but *toad perfectly 0111 with tho
letter olntohed in her hand,
But her husband threw his strong arms
around her.
"Im glad T didn't get it 1" he pried.
"Don'o you know 1 love you best? No-
body can't take your place now."
ewe's* had a splendid dinner, h'a n'b
we ?" said her father, rising and taking
the organ on hie bank.
Selena paid the restaurant keeper, and
tied up the nickels that remained. Then
she took her father's arm and led him to
the corner of the street.
" We'll atop and play here, dad."
Her father patiently began to turn the
crank of the old organ. Seleni stood be-
side him and eagerly scanned the faces of
passers-by. ° Few seemed to think the
music was worth paying for. A. lady gave
Seleni a ten -Dent piece, and a miner care -
leanly tossed a quarter toward them.
But their nipper and a night's lodging
were to be paid for, and very few nickles
were left in the bandana handkerchief.
It grew late at last. The organ -grinder
had played through all hie tunes.
"You are tared, dad," said Selent, as
her father paused, " We'll go and find
a place to sleep."
" We don't want no supper, do we,
Seleni ? We had ouch a hearty dinner."
"Yes, dad,",• said Seleni, faintly.
" And ib was late, too," added the old,
man. " It meet ha' been 'moat one
o'clock."
"]she yon hungry, dad?" asked Seleni
anxiously looking into his face.
"Not a mite," answered her father
very cheerfully. " And 'epos° I play a
little longer. 'Tain't dark yet, is it ? Let's
walk along !"
They turned a corner and found them-
selvee on a aide street in a quiet neighbor-
hood. There were lace curtains at the
windows of some of the small cabins.
An open door gave a glimpse of a bright
Brussels carpet. Suddenly a young girl
appeared at a window, and raising the
sash, very carelessly tossed out into the
street a iieantiful, half -withered bouquet
of hot -house flowers.
Selena quickly glanced up at the lady,
who was young, and had fair hair. This
much ehe remembered always.
The bouquet rolled to the young girl's
feet, then stopped. She Patooped and
picked np the flowers. They were only a
little faded; some of the roses were quite
fresh and fragrant. It must have been a
beautiful bouquet, once. Why did the
young lady throw it away so soon?
It was near seven o'clock. Seleni and
her father paused before a large hotel;
the piazza an front was crowded with men.
Some of them gazed at the girl who stood
so patiently beside the old organ. Her
hat had slipped back, and her black hair
lay in rings on her smooth, white fore-
head, Selent did not know how pretty
she was, and wondered why the men
--stared ab her so. She knew she was tired
and hungry. -She wished some one would
toes them some money.
A young man came down the steps.
He wore a bine flannel shirt, and his
coat was quite as shabby as the one Sele-
ni's father wore. He stood in front of
the organ, with his hands in his pockets.
For a few moments he did not speak, bub
seemed to be listening to the music. And
then hie eye fell on the flowers.
"Where'd you gib 'em?' he asked, sud-
denly.
"Found em," answered Seleni, quite
as shortly.
He came a step nearer, and held out
his hand.
"Let me see 'em."
Seleni drew back hastily.
"Pay for 'em first, I'll sell 'em cheap,"
ahe said.
Ho thrust his hand still deeper into his
pocket, then tossed a silver dollar on the
top of the old organ. Then he took the
flowers, and studied them intently as he
turned the bouquet around.
"Teal me where you got 'em,"heasked,
pleadingly.
"Found 'em," Seleni said again. "A.
lady throwed 'em out the winder."
The young man said something ander
his breath, then turned and walked away.
Seleni bad seen the color come to hia
face, and ahurt look in hie eye's. As she
looked after him he gave the bouquet a
toss,' and it fell in the muddy street, only
to be crushed the next instant by the
wheels of a peeing wagon.
"H'afu'tthere enough money yet?'ask-
ed her fathers bouohing her arm,
Le . Lo von rapport me.
" Can you write?" looking eagerly into
her pretty face.
" Considerable," answered Selena. "I
was to public school once."
" I h'ain'b got no edioation," said the
young man. sadly ; "and 1 want to get a
letter writ."
"1'11 do it," offered Selent, eagerly.
" Will you, now ?" and the young fel-
low sprang up. " Come on into the kit-
chen. There's never nobody there."
In a few minutes he had brought Sel-
eni a sheet of paper and pen and ink.
They were alone in the little kitchen that
was scarcely more than a shed, and the
girl seated herself at the pine Coble.
"Begin `Darlin' Lizzie,"' said the
young man, leaning anxiously over her.
shoulder.
In a cramped hand and very slowly,
Solent wrote : "Darling Lizzie."
" Tell her I love her 1" he buret out.
"Tell her I'm goin' over to Red Mountain
to -morrow, but she can write to me.
Jim Conroy '11 read me her letter. She
needn't say nothin' but Yes or No. Got
it all dcwn ?"
"Pretty near," said Selena. "You told
me such an awful lot."
She was handling the pen awkwardly.
A bright color had come to the young
man s cheeks. His hair was light almost,
golden, just the color of,the young lady's,
Selena thought. She glanced down at
the letter. Would "Darling Lizzie" nay
Yes or No ?
"Got done," said her new friend.
take It over to the post office."
He sealed the envelope carefully and
put it tenderly in Ms pocket. Then he
held out his bronzed hand.
"Goodbye. I'm much obliged to you,
If I don't never see you again, I wish
you good luck."
As he passed Seleni's chair a silver
dollar dropped into her lap.
FA1]L BENT'S VIOTOR .
Illustrating that " Truth is Stranger than
Fiction,"
One mornirs a new sign hung on the door
of an office in one most unfrequented part of
t e city of T It was small and unpre-
tentious, and bore but three words in gilt
letters : " Paul Bent, Lawyer." People
read it oareleealy and passed on; some won-
dered who this young man could be, for they
judged he must be young, but no one recog-
nized the Hama for some days.
Blanche May was pa sing along the.street
one morning when the new sign met her
eyes. She read it the second time, while
the blood Sed from her face. Then she
glanced at the window and saw a gentleman
gazing at her. He was nicely dressed, the
hue of health overspread his oountenanoe,
and he looked every inoh a man. She only
looked an instant, then let her eyee drop
and passed on, sad or happy it is needless
for me to say.
Paul Bent was talented ; business poured
in upon him and meccas orowned all hie ef-
forts. His name became celebrated through-
out the oity, and when it vile known that
he would speak, the court -room was crowd-
ed, for he was a natural orator.
A year soon passed away, and on a plea-
sant afternoon in May, while Blanche was
walking in one of those shaded equares eo
numercus in our large cities she caw Paul
enter at one of the gates. he walked lei-
surely along with his eyes bent on the
ground. and acetas himoalf on a bench. She
watched him closely, but he never looked
up ; he seemed to be deeply meditating
Toon she seated herself quietly by his side,
and touched hie arm. He looked around,
and seeing her a happy smile broke over hie
countenance, and he exclaimed :
" Blanche 1"
She held out her band, but he
to take it.
" Paul," she said, " will you
the hand of an old friend ?"
" I am not worthy, Blanche,"
sorrowfully.
"Paul, I knew all, I have heard about
your terrible battles with your temptation,
and I honor you. Before I pitied you, now
I honor yon as a hero. I glory in the sum
case which ie crowning your effort, and my
heart is happy, for in you I see today the
answer frem God to my prayers. Won't
yon take my hand now, Paul ?" she asked,
with a winning smile.
TEE FARM.
Stook Notes.
Hoven ie the most likely to make its ap-
pearance the first two weeks the cattle ars
on grass. It is a distention of the rumen,
caused by gas from undigested fowl. Young
graas, partioularly olover, is more apt to
produce it than old grass ; and wet pastor,
age is more dangerous than dry pasturage,
Prevention ie better than cure ; and I write
of It now because " forewarned is forearm.
ed." Allow the cattle on the grass but one
hour the first day. Gradually increase this
time with a rate that will allow the cattle to
eat their fill by the end of the week. Do
not turn cattle upon the pasture until the
dew ie off, for at least two weeks ; and if
the pasture is mc stay clover, not at all. It
is never safe to turn cattle upon wet clover.
Though the precautions suggested above
be taken, hoven may possibly appear ; and
it la probable that it will show itself in the
herd if these preoautioaa are not taken. If
the disease is noticed in ita firat atages, give
doses from two, to four drachma of chloride
of lime. Another remedy is to give a tea•
epoonfc l of pulverized charcoal every fifteen
minutes, in a half pint of milk or water,
sweetened with a little molasses. The der-
nier resort Is to puncture the abdomen. The
puncture is made about three inches below
the spinal column, midway between the
hips and the last rlb, in the left flank, Get
a competent veterinarian to perform this
operation, ifpoeeible_ He will nee a trocar.
A sharp pointed knife may be used, insert-
ing a pipestem or a quill in the incision to
allow the gas to escape.
The next April Seleni and her father
found themselves once more crossing Red
Mountain on their way to Silver City.
Seleni had grown a little taller, bat' she
looked much the same. Her dress is
still shabby, and a forlorn felt hat re-
placed the old blank straw. But her lips
and cheeks were crimson with exercise
and health. As they came into view of
the town they paesed a group of miners
who were out proepeeting. One of them
shaded his eyes with his han de, and look
ed long at Seleni.
"Give ud a tune 1" he called ont to the
organ -grinder, and the old man obedient-
ly set down his organ and began to burn
the crank.
Then the young miner came slowly to-
ward Seleni and held out his hand. The
girl knew him at a glance, and her black
eyes grew bright with pleasure.
"I didn't get no answer," he whispered.
ed.
Selent looked sorry ; then a curious
gladness came to her eyes.
"H'ain't yon seen her ?" she asked.
"No," answered the young man, "she
don't live here no more."
"I'm sorry," said the girl ; "I writ
it plain."
"' I wasn't your fault."
Then he looked at her admiringly.
"S'pose I come to see you to -night ?"
The old organ grinder took up his
burden again, and as they moved away,
Seleni smiled over her shoulder at the
young man with fair hair who looked
after her se he leaned lightly on his pick.
A month later a priest ab Silver City,
married them.
Seleni was very happy in her new home.
There were no lane curtains at the cabin -
windows, for her husband was but a poor
prospector, with only hie youth and hope.
Hee father still played the old organ,
but he kept near home that Seleni
might dee him as she glanced up from
her work.
One evening, during. ,the winter, Set-
eni's.hnsband came home, and as he seat.
ed himself by the stove, drew a yellow
envelope from his pocket. It was old and"
worn by much handling, and bore numer-
one post -marks.
"What le it ?" asked Seleni,uickly.
"An old letter for me," answered her
htisfand. ''They raid it had been foller-
in' me 'tonna everywhere.I hasn't been
hesitated
not take
he said,
El ¥andi's War Doubles Prices.;
"The repeat troubles in Afrloa," said a
dealer in wild animals, "have made all
African animal* expensive ; but so many
Indian animals have been shipped to ell
parts of the world that they Dau be bought
very cheap, You can now get a fine Bengal
tiger, that would have oast you from $2,000
to $3 000 not long ago, for $1,600 or
$1, S00.
" What oort of animals command- the
highest prima 7" queationed the reporter.
" Well, you know that there is a great
deal of fraud in the show business as well
as in other profess one and other lines of
trade, Oa general principles a showman
will pay the highest rates for any animal he
oan advertise for any especial peculiarity or
quality. The most glaring instance I oan
remember is the price paid for Jumbo.
We had here a couple of Malay elephants
teat oame from a mountaincue country, and
which by a provision of naturb were (lover•
ed with hair four or five laches long to keep
out the cold There was nothingmg very ex-
traordinsry about that, perhaps ; but those
animals were widely advertised as ' wooly,'
and we had no cliffroul:y in dlspoeing of
them for $10,000 eaoh, though thoy were as
poor, email apeoimens as I ever saw. One
was orly thirty-two Luellen high."
" Wnioh animals aril the beat ?'
" 1he most expensive probably are the
hippopotami. There are none to bo had in
the market at the present time, If we had
one we could readily get $7,000 to $6,000
for it, A rhinoceros will command from
1$3,000 to $5,000, and is hard to get. Ele-
phants are now a glut on the market, and
are consequently selling oheap. Those we
used to get $6,000 for we now sell for
$2,000."
" How do the felines sell 2•'
" Well, here's a lion, in good condition,
we have marked at $1,000. Lions are
naught when about five or six months old by
our agents in Africa, and kept for about a
year when they are folly grown. It le al-
most impoeaible to oatoh them when they
are old. Tigers bring the same prioee, a
first -elms one running up nearly $2,000. I
have a magnificent pair of blank leopards
over there," pointing to a cage in which two
hugs creatures were growling." They are
the crone/et brutes I've ever seen, though
we've had them some time. They're worth
ot-
tedOleo eada,"Here's
puttinDios
hislittle
handrof through
and care sing one of them, " that are worth
$500 for tho two, because they are particu-
larly good for a oircur, being quite tame
and consequently available for exhibition by
a beast tamer or for a parade."
"Do any other animals bring good prioee?"
" Oh, yea. A chimpanzee brings $500.
If we had a dozen giraffes to -day we could
sell them for $2,000 apiece. A good baboon
is worth $250. Little monkeys sell from
$15 upward. There are few Afrioan ante-
lopes now in the market, but they always
bring good prices.
Colin is moat likely to attack horses in the
epring, as then are most apt to exist the
conditions which produce it—change from
dry to green food, unusual fatigue, weak
condition of digestive organs, getting wet,
etc. The remedies suggest themselves—
Dare in feeding, watering and working, and
the administration of what medicines are
necessary to put the digestive organa in
good condition. The best remedy I know
of—one which I have never known to fail—
le turpentine rubbed against the upper jaw
and inner side of the upper lip of the horse,
Fill the palm of your right hand with the
turpentine. Rub some on the breast also.
Apply every twenty minutes until relief is
given.
The mule is an animal of many yirtuee.
He to much underated. He is the victim
of a blind, unreasoning, ooloeeai prejudice.
The populace hold him in oontempt, many
fear him, and he has none to trust or love
him. Yet he is patient, docile and tract-
able when decently treated. Cursed and
olubbed, he ie not so vicious as a horse
would bo, but as he is more often so treat-
ed, he bas acquired a reputation less credit-
ble. He will do more work than a horse,
eat less, Buffer leas from heat, and from
siokneee. He is stubborn sometimes, but al-
ways ready for work. Will kick, but not
oftener than a horse under the same treat-
ment. The mule Buffers, not from a fault,
but from a misfortune—lack of beauty.
Hence, he le not petted and borne with, but
abused till he is soured, and becomes mean.
The man who knows how a mule ehonld be
handled—as kindly as other animals—has
a high opinion of him, and he j astifiee this
opinion.
It will be set down as rank agricultural
heresy to oppose the ringing of hoge. The
majority of hogs now wear rings in their
snouts ; their owners are responsible for
thio, henoe, must approve of it, and the
manufacturers of rings are sure it is a great
thing. Hoge should not be allowed to turn
the turf of a pasture field upside down. But
I have raised hags largely for years, have
never used e. ring, and yet my pastures are
not inverted. Perhaps I have a breed of
non -rooting hogs. I have raised Poland -
Chinas, Berkshires and Dnrbe•Jeraeys. If
they are non -rooters, it ie because the way 1
feed them makes them so. I give them a
variety of food—pumpkins, apples, roots,
etc., along with their corn, and salt and
oharcoal regularly. As this pays in the
greater thrift of the animals, I think it le
better than rings. The Lord intended the
hog to use his snout in moderation. Ring-
ing is pernicious. It antagonizes health.
He reverently raised her hand to his lips,
then let it drop and turned away ; but she
naught him by the sleeve, and in an implor-
ing voice said :
" Paul, don't leave thus 1 Do you know
why I prayed for you ? It was because I
always loved yon—and that love Li not dead
yet 1"
She blushed es she made the avowal, but
she had hardly finished before he caught
her to hie breast. Then they seated them-
selves again, and talked till long after the
sun had gone down. Paul told his whole
story, how one night, after months of hard
drinking, he had given up all hope of re-
forming or of becoming worthy of the love
of Blanche, who had been betrothed to him
in better 'lays. His friends had all long
since deserted him, his money was wasted,
and every artiole he posaeseed of any value
had been pawned. He steadied himself
against the side of a saloon -keeper's door,
from which he had been rudely expelled,
and looked around him. Far up and down
he oould see the dark street stretching like
an immense serpent. At Last a policeman
bade him " move on." He walked slowly
away. He was without ambition ; his only
desire was for rum or death. Ie walked
toward the river, reaohed the bridge, walk-
ed far out on it, then stopped and looked
down into the water.
He cast his eyes toward the pity, but not
a living object was to be seen. The streets
were tenantless, and the houses frowned on
them as darkly as ever. But one window
was lighted ; all the rent were dark, and
the city seemed to have laid down to rest
and was silent as the river,
He took off his hat and laid it down, re
moved his coat, seized the top rail, and,
placing hie foot on the lower one, began to
ascend.
Suddenly the stillness was broken by a
low sound. He paused in alarm and looked
around him. A low, soft note, aweet as the,
voioe of an angel, Bounded across the water.
He paused as though he had heard a Divine
command, and half sitting on the top rail,
liatened. The first note was followed by
others as ravishing, and then a voice that
sounded strangely familiar broke forth in
tones of sweetest melody.
The voice was low and melancholy at
firet, and some of the words were indistinct,
but as she proceeded—for he could tell it
was a woman's voice—it gathered volume
and the sentences rolled over the water dis-
tinct and grand. He was entranced. A
strange trembling seized him, and, without
knowing why, he got down off the railing
and quietly stood there, drinking in every
word and note of that magnificent verse, so
deeoriptive of his situation,
Old memories orowded fast upon him ; he
seemed again to hear the voice of his prorate -
ed wife as she said :
Honor To the Bare Hand.
As an Bunce of rugged fact outweighs a
much, lasgerr balk of inflated theory, let ns
oite—apropos of the agricultural education
dimes/lien—an illustrative Daae of contraries
coming within our own observation. The
boys of one rural villager were taught to be
useful from the time they could perform the
simpleet helpful servlce ; were charged with
humble duties not beyond their capacity, or
to their physical detriment, or encroaching
upon their time for study and play. Their
responsibilities were gradually increased
with their age until as young men the habit
of industry had cc me to be to thein a kind
of second nature, and they entered at once
the fair road to independence and good citi-
zenship by slow and steady gains.
Another man's sons, every way more
highly endowed, had easy times ;• learned
early to shirk and loaf ; came at last to
lounging at the corner store, This tenden-
cy to indolence relaxed their mental and
moral fibre, and though much more time
and expense was involved in their sohooling
they grew ep and " graduated" with desire
for genteel situations, where work was not
so much an object as high salary ; and they
have proved ineffective and a source of anx-
iety to parents and friends. This is a am-
ple fact from a whole impreeelve structure
standing across the dalliance path of the
" patent leather despisers " of the " bare -
hand education,' who drop dainty buckets
into empty wells and grow old drawing
nothing up.
Tne more culture we oan have of the doing
power, even at Dost of ignorance of language
long deceased and often odoriferous, the bet-
ter for the prosperity of this oonntry, where
Labor is coming every day nearer to its
own. There is among tie, as earnest students
of affairs reoogmze and lament, constant im-
molation of Honor in the reckless haste for
sudden wealth. What is needed to stay
the rush of mammon worship, otherwise
eure to bring national diens er, is not more
lawyers or more men in the "kid -glove
professions," but those schooled to a know-
ledge of the dignity of honest manual labor
directed by minds enlarged by praotioalod-
uoation.
The schools which are to hasten this re.
form are not the fashionable "universities,"
nor those which ape their methods ; where
the necessities are sacrificed to the graces.
Through these rich men's sons aro passed
with green house pressure,, largely forohow,
and con tact with them and their athletic and
their eeetbetio ways, enervates the native
virtue of country youth which needs rather
to be fostered from strength to Strength,
" Paul, my father fills a drunkard's grave,
I cannot trust my happiness to one who may
coley/ in his path. I love you, Paul
Prove yourself a man, and in three years
come to to me ; I will be waiting for you."
A few low notes and the music ceased,
and all was atill'again, but the silence found
Paul Bent greatly changed. Deep sobs
wero shaking his frame and his knees were
bent in prayer, for a soul and life had been
saved.
He rose after a while, and picking up his
oldCoat and hat paned over the bridge and
through the town out into the country.
and soon his name was forgotten by all but
a few in that great pity. Five years later
he returned a new man.
When he had finished hie story Blanohe
asked :
" Did you ever find out the name of the
singer 4
No," he replied. re I hope to some
day, for 1 wish to thank her."
" You need not, wait long,rr she said,
"You oan do so now, It was I who sang
the song.' ttairoase leading down to the water:
SOIEINCE NOTES.
Light haired people, it in said, have about
one-third more hairs on the head, and are
leas liable to become bald, than those with
dark hair.
Artificial lithographic stones are manu-
factured in Frankfort by Ili, Rosenthal, from
cement, which is put for the purpose
through a course of very careful manipula-
tions.
A mine of mercury—consisting of the
sulphuret and chloride, with drops of metal-
lic mercury, in a gangue of quartz—which
appears to have been worked in ancient
times has been re -discovered at Schuppiast-
ens, near Belgrade in Servia.
The continual advance in the science of
organic chemistry is marked by the suc-
cessful attacks which chemists are making
on alkaloid plant principles. A. Laden.
burg has succeeded in preparing artificially
a substance extracted from pepper, known
as piperidine. The artificial eubetanoe and
the real are Indistinguishable, being chemi-
cally identical.
A Dream of the Peet,
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11.41 7011 F. RADFOnn,
I am sitting In the firelight,
hinking sadly of the past,
Of the trtendo so long departed,
All are gine gave me,—the met.
First I see my little Dieters,
As they played about our door ;
Now that happy Lome is broken—
All, yes all, are gone before,
Yeare passed on and ail was peaceful-,
I had tasted of sweet jo a-
1 was then a happy mother,
Merry with my girls and boys,
Next a sadder Beene awaits me;
Soft, the angel death is near,
Oh, my husband he idyi g
All the world seems darkand drear.
But my oup was overflowing ;
My darlings left me, one by one,,
And my human heart strived vainly
To Bay "God's own will be done."
Then I turned my cad heart up word,
Aekieg God to give m peece
Give me courage to li this life,
Till my weary heart eh ld cease.
And I got the strength I needed,
Over my sad heart ii a shed
Divine peace and consolation
And my hungry heart He fed.
Now Ipat+eptly nm waiting
Till my trouble ilife ie o'er,
' "Gill Im palled unto my Father
Resting peaceful evermore.
What the Women Say at Wed-
dings.
The following remarks have been said
time after time at almost every wedding,
and will no doubt be said again and again
on every such occasion :—" Here she
comes 1" " Pretty, isn't she?" " Who
made her dress?' "Is ib silk or satin?".
" Ts her veil real lase ?'' " She's as
white as the wall!" " Wonder how much
he's worth ?" "Did he give her those
diamonds 1" "He's soared to death 1"
" Tan't ehe cool ?" " That train's a hor-
rible shape 1" " Isn't her mother a dow-
dy ?" "Aren't the bridesmaids homely 1'
"Hasn't she a nine little hand ? ' "Won-
der what number her gloves are?" "They
say her shoes are fives." "If his hair
isn't parted in the middle 1" " Wonder
what on earth ehe married him for ?"
" For hia money, of course 1" "Isn't he
handsome ?" " He's as homely as a
hedge -hog 1" " He looks like a drone
clown 1" "No ; he's like a dancing mas-
ter !'' "Good enough for her any way 1"
" She was always a stuck-up thing 1"
"She'll be worse than ever now I" "She
jilted Sam Somebody, didn't she ?" "No;
no never asked her 1" " He's gone
abroad, any way." " There—the cere-
mony has begun 1" "Isn't he awkwardi"
" White as hie dollar !" " Why don't
they hurry up ?" " Did she say she
would 'obey' ? What a simpleton 1"
" There—they are married 1" " Doesn't
she look hapuy ?" " Wish I were in her
place 1" " What a handsome couple !"
"She was always a sweet little thing."
"How graceful ah�w- eedke I" "Dear
me, what airs she puts on l'1 " Wouldn't
be in her place for anything 1" "I'll be
bound those jewels are hired 1" " Well,
she's off her father's hands at last 1''
"Doesn't she cling tightly to him though?"
" Hope they'll be happy." " They say
she's very clever." " Too clever for him
by a long way I" " There—they are
getting into the carriage 1" " That mag-
nificent dress wlll be ruined 1" "The
way she does look at him 1" " I expect
she worships him 1" " Worship be hang-
ed I She's only making bjleve 1" "It's
ntoe to get married, Is it ?" " No ;
its a dreadful bore I"' "Wasn't it a
stupid wedding ?" " What dowdy dress-
es I" "I'll never go to another 1" " I'm
just suffocated 1' " Glad it's over 1"
-' Oh, dear 1"
M. Pages, in the course of his experi-
ments in photographing the movements of
horses, has been struck by the observation
that the foot of the animal, being half the
time at rest on the ground, must during
the other half of the time be in much more
rapid motion than the animal itself. He
estimates that in the gallop the foot reaches
a velocity of 60 metres or about 200 feet a
second.
It is generally conceded that Russia
possesses more precious stones than any
other nation, a majority of which were
prooured at the expense of blood. The
jewels in the cathedral at Moscow are
valved at twelve millions of dollars. The
throne of Rnelia is completely covered
with plates of gold, and contains fifteen
hundred rubies and eight thousand tnr-
quoioes, besides many other rare and cost-
ly gems. The throne of the Czar, known
as the diamond thrcne, Is truly a marvel.
Freshly burned quick -lime is now quite
extensively need in English ooal mines, in-
stead of gun -powder, for breaking off coal.
Tire drilled holes are charged with the
lime, which is oomprecsed into a form of
very compact cylinders, and when water as
introduced the rapid slaking of the lime
brings the coal down in large masses. Tne,
lime cartridge does not supersede the use
of gunpowder and other powerful explosives
altogether, but it answers the purpose in
ordinary oases, and is safer and more eoon-
omfoal than the more violent materials,
♦ ate,. , b
It has long been a wonder how prairie
dogs supplied themselves with water. A
Nebraska man anncunees that he has die:
covered the secret. Ile says that' they dig
their' own wells, each village having one
with a concealed opening, and that he
knowe of one 200 feet deep,having a circular
Not As I Will.
Blindfolded and alone I stand
With unknown thresholds on eaoh hand ;
The darkness aeepene as I grope,
Afraid to fear,' afraid to hope;
Yet this one thing I le am to know
Each day more surely as I go,
That doors are opened, ways are made,
Burdens are lifted or ere laid,
By some groat law unseen and etill
Untnthonu ed. purpose to fulfill,
Not as I will."
LATEST DEFINITIONS,
Manufacturer—A man whose control of
his own business le limited to paying the
bills,
Boycott—A benevolent institution import-
ed from Ireland.
Libor agitator—A toiling workman who
labors sixteen hours a day with his chin,
Capitalist—A villain who has accumulat-
edsomething by his own industry.
Strike—An improved gun that wennds ton
at the breech as often as ono at the muzzle.
Knight—A brave fellow who by a secret
oath has parted with his personal liberty.
Eight-hour movement—A charitable
scheme for the benefit of saloons.
District Secretary—A eoverign ruler who
" orders out" those that would like to
work.
Laborer—A suffering martyr from the
tyranny of—strikers,
Striker—A man having a " good time"
—with a head -ache and an empty pocket
the next morning.
Webster Stiperseded. From "Life."
Blindfolded and alone I wait,
Loss seems too bitter, gain too late ;
Too heavy burdens in the load,
And too few helpers on the road ;
And joy is weak and grief is sfrong,
.And years and d ays so long, so long;
V et this one thing I learn to know
Each day more surely as I go,
That I am glad the good and. ill
By changeless law are orderea still
" Not as 1 will,"
Not as I will t" the sound grows swept
Ea, h time my Ups the wo de repeat.
"Not as I will," the darkness feels
More pate than light when this thought steals
Like whispered v, ice to calm and bless
All unrest and all loneliness,
"Not as I will " because the One
Who loved a, first and best has gone
Before us on the road, and still
Norts meet all Hielove fulfil l--
Not as:I will "
A school for soandal—the modern board
ing sohool,
A Jewess, engaged to marry a young man
of her race at an early date, aetonnded the re-
latives by eloping with a Portuguese aeron-
aut, She wanted a husband aoouetomed to
moving in the highest oirolee.
411
The American Bison.
Twenty years ago the chief feature of the
plains beyond the Missouri was the conntlese
herds of buffalo everywhere to be seen. Now
all have disappeared. Theodore Roosevelt
mays there are not 1 000 buffalos in America.
It is said one may travel 1,000 miles on the
plaine and never be out of eight of a dead
buffalo nor within sight of a live one. But
a newspaper has the carious eta cent that
a new ep, pies of buffalo is devote ng in the
ions of mountain
woodyre t�
range;it suns the open plains, lives in
small herds, is endow ed with great activity,
and is a clear case of the "survival of the
iitbeet,"
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How Engines are gilled.
"What stuff is this abeut killing engines
They ain't alive. Mr. Dusenberry, what
is meant by killing them?"
" Simply depriving them of fire and wa-
ter, my ch ar."
"• Oh 1 Then you could be killed very
Easily,"
" How, my love?"
"By simply depriving you of whisky and
water—especially whisky."
One of the newest thing's 'in paper man-
ufacture is gas and water pipes, which are
found very eervioeable, It ie stated that
these piper, when properly made, will re -
Wet an internal preeenro of some 2,000
pounds though the thicknose of the mate-
rial is only about half an inch,
It is commonly remarked in Franco that
if the Orloans princes were not so rich they
would be the rulers of the nation; that iS,
if they had spent their money more lavish-
ly they would have won a following strong
enough to re
g store them to the throne, Thrift
is unpopular,