The Exeter Advocate, 1892-7-7, Page 2loinetenees.
The King can drink the best ot wine,
eo cell 1;
And has euough when he would dine,
So have ;
And cannot order ram or Orin°,
Nor oan L
Then where's the difference—let rieitee—
Betwixt say lord, the King an me
Do trusty friends surround his teroue
Night and day?
Or make his intereet their own?
No, Dot thee.
Mine love me for myself aaone—
Blessel be they;
And that's one differeuce which 1 see
Betwixt the lord, my King and me.
De knaves arouod me nye and wait,
To deceive.
Or fawn and fleeter when they hate?
And would grieve
Or cruel pomps oppress my state
By My leave 3
No, helves be thanked; and hero you see,
More differences aws.et the King and me,
He has his fools, with iests anti quips,
When he'd play;
Ile has armies and his snipe—
Great are they,;
But not a child to kiss his lips—
Welleeday
And that's a difference sad to see,
Betwixt tlae lord, the King and me,
I wear a cap and he the crown—
What of that?
And heath° king and I'm the olewn—
What or that?
Happy I and wretchea he,
Perhaps the King would change with me.
—Charles MC2o.kay.
LUCIA CLANE.
(From London World.'
1 T was at a country house in ehrop-
shire that I met Lucie Clane. el had
only arrived in time to dress Me riedly
for dinner, and when I reached the
dreswing.roorn the rest of the party
were down. My host I had seen
already ; Illy hostess after t; e cus-
tomary platitudes of welcome, whis-
pered : "1 want to introduce) you 4 Ci Miss
Cisme. Poor girl, her father, Gen. Mane,
died last year, and his pension with him.
She wants to go out as a governess. She is
very clever and interesting. I am sure you
will get on with her."
' There was a slight accent on the "you,"
in which I detected the polished flattery
seeking to disguise an apology or a doubt.
I followed her to the centre of the room,
where, at one eud of the white marble
mantelpiece, was posing a tall, thin woman,
dressed in the fashion of the Greek, but not
of the Caryatid type. One arm, very long
and very fleshless, was resting on the shelf,
hardly distinguishable from it for white-
ness ; its hand was supporting a head dis-
tinctly Greek in outline, as the profile was
softened by the firelight into which she was
gazing ; the lingers were thrust into waves
of brown hair drawn loosely back from the
forehead, and letting two magnificent
diamonds sparkle through its half shade.
As I was introduced she slowly raised her
eyes, which were large ana hazel ; but there
was absolutely no speculation in thein;
they had evidently been well trained to
simulate repose. Hum! I thought ; dia-
monds and poverty ; a girl—of 35, if she's a
day, and either a lean fool, or all her
sustenance has gone iuto her brains and
made her dangerous.
At that moment dinner was announced.
We settled into our places, and, acting on
my hostess's information, I plunged into
the brain topics of the day. We fenced
over a variety of subjects, chiefly literary,
and the customs, habits and moralities of
society viewed from a literary standpoint.
She had an alphabetical knowledge of the
world, which with women passes for wide,
and an incisive way of occasionally expreee
ing a smart thought, and on the weeks of
certain French novelists she seethed to
dwell with a lingering deljgett ; but I
found everything about hereettificied, except
her figure which was traiptarent, while her
yoke had been schoolecieto a softness which
was irritatingly insiudable. Her small
head, poised an a slender neck,
moved with nethe slow cadence of a
China mandatin just before it ceases
to wag, while every languid motion
of her aetenuated arms made me long to
stickra fork in them to see if there was eve-
n.. eity of quick movement or the, red blood of
"I,
t e in her; but what irritated me most
as that she never once turned her face to-
ard me. I would have ,given anything to
h. ve elicited a spark worn those eyes,
hich from. their color would have been
assionate, but she would show me nothing
ut her profile. At first I thought it was
ecause it was the most Greek thing about
her, and that she knew it, and that she was
as artificial a poseese as she was causeuse ;
but I presently discovered she was intently
watching the ample opposite—an ordinary
man, of the usual weil-bred English type,
and a small, svelte, fair haired, spirituelle
girl, who occasionally shot at her a glance,
half -inquiring, half-timorous—the glance of
a nervous child at some object which fasci-
nates yet frightens.
Common flesh and blood, or bones and
blood, after all, I thought; and commonly
jealous—stupidly, too, as the man hasn't
looked at her once, an does not seem much
interested in his companion either ; but in
this I afterward found I was mistaken.
When the ladies had left, my right-hand
neighbor, a man I knew fairly well, drew
his chair up to mine, and, atter some re-
marks about the sport they had been hav-
ing, ed:
at do you think of Miss ClaneV'
"
wing my own train of thought,
evol by the sound of her name, I re-
plied : " With the soup and fish, I was in-
terested ; by the cold entree, I disliked
her ; and by dessert, 1 detested her."
"1 didn't ask if you liked her," he
laughed, "but what you thought oher."
"1 think," I replied, "she is like the
eamwer to a riddle, which only fits the
right question. I can't say what I think of
the ' because,' as I do not know the
"Well, you know," he went on, "1
rather agree with you; she is a rum 'un,
and I can't understand her going to a short
price in any company. She is always with
that little fair girl who sat opposite—Miss
Glen ; do you know her f' .
I shook me head.
"Won't go to a house where she isn't
asked to,
professes herself a devoted friend,
but really does the little ono a lot of harm,
as no man can pay her the slightest atten-
tion without being whipped 'off by Miss
Clime, either by her taking him unto her-
self—for she can win admiration when she
chooses—or by the spiriting away of Miss
Glen. The odd part of it is thee Miss Glen
is devoted to her, worships the ground she
treads on, as they say, and doesn't seem to
zee whet a spoil -sport Miss Clam is to her.
I'll take short odds Miss Glen hasgone to
bed when we get into the drawing -room,
from the way the other was watching her at
dinner.
;When we had finished our cigarettes and
adjourned, I found my friend was right;
there was; no Mille Glen.
My enigma was sitting on a long ottoman
by herself. I purposely Avoided taking the
place beside her, and wheeling up a low
chair, placed it full in front of her. I Was
deternimecl, if possible, to find the " why "
in her eye% I talked nonsenae, ane de-
voted all my attention to atudyIng her. I
could distinguish that the feet, now rest-
tesely fretting beneath her peldoseike drap-
eries, Were inordinately long and narrow,
While her fingers looked as it they could
girdle her waist. Every limb of her Ap-
peared Dt3 if it had been stretched on the
rack, and every movement of theM WAS
sinuous as river weed that clings and
odirloyownsw. well
as
wukavn.eotattitiy.
of arePeetien Physic -
We had been, silent for a minute, When:
all at ono,the long arum swung upward
with a motion quick and sudden for her,
the knees fell apart, and, reeting one elbow
on each, she entirely framed with her hands
the drawn, hectic face, more a triangle than
an oval, and as elle let the full roundness of
her large eyes ;sweep up to mine like search
lights, with a penetrating animation strange
in them to me, I could imagine the similar
weird movements of her cloned tentacles,
unceilect and far-reaching, tremulously
active in their extremities, feeling after
knowledge curious and hidden, and grip-
ping what carne within their reach with the
grip of suckers.
"Do you know Lily Olen?" she asked,
almost fiercely.
" No," I replied. " Why ?"
"She is my greatest friend—lefton earth,
at least," ehe added, almost in a whisper.
"What will leappeu to me if she marries I
do not know."
"Suppose you marry first ?" I asked.
"Thar will never be," she answered,
awaying to and fro. "1 haven't enough
energy. But I must go and look after Lily.
She bas one of her neuralgic attacks, poor
child, and no one can get her to sleep then
but I,"
She left the room noiselessly, and did not
come back again that night—except to me
in dreams, which she haunted.
In the morning I was glad to find she was
leaving—as was also Miss Glen, who said
she was much better—but looked like a
golden -haired poste
* *
Three months afterward I heard a curious
story from an old friend, which I will tell
in his own words as he told it to me.
"1 have just had a new experience," he
said. "We engaged a governess. She was
highly recommended, and quite a lady—I
believe her father had been in the service.
She was distinctly a good looking woman,
and uncommon in appearance—certainly
intellectual—quiet, and gave no trouble in
the house. About a month after she came
my wife complained that the children were
becoming estranged, that they avoided her,
and could hardly be coaxed out of the
schoolroom. At first I laughed at the idea;
but when I found that Norah, my little
favorite 10 -year-old, no longer sought me
out on every possible occasion, but rather
shunned me, I began to think there must
be something in it, and to observe. It be-
came quite plain to me then that our
children, always affectionate before, were
beginning to regard their parents with
something like aversion while they would
never leave the side of their governess ;
and, from remarks dropped by the servants,
her influence over them ;seemed to be
quite extraordinary. Her manners con-
tinued as pleasant and plausible as ever ;
but I, of course, decided that this unnatural
sieuation musb end, and that, as my wife
would probably be unequal to the task, I
had better tackle the lady myself. I sent
for her to my den—and, by Jove ! I never
had such a scene in my life. The woman
positively frightened me, but I ended by
giving her three days to clear out, and for-
bade her to speak to the children before she
left. I really *Ink there was something
uncanny abtadher."
" Witseher name Lucia Clane ?" I asked.
"Xe' he replied, astonished. " Do
.neuelrhow her ?"
"1 told him how I had met her, and of
Miss Glenn's infatuation for her, which
seemed. similar to that of his children.
"Miss Glen ?" he queried. "Not Lily
Olen? Why, I know ner ! She is engaged
to young Wylder."
"The same," I said, and I soon identified
Wylder with Miss Glen's dinner partner
that night I first met Miss Clane.
"1 hope she has broken off with the,
woman," I added, and we parted.
A w ek afterward I again found myself
in the hropshire house, and Mega Glenatid.
Wylder ,were of the party, both eloollieg
radiantly happy.
Next morning at breakfast my hostess
said to me:
"Do you remember Lucia Clane, whom
you met here us the winter? She went as
governess to some very nice people; but I
have a letter from her this post saying she
has left—she does not say why—and asking
if I can put her up here for a few days.
Poor girl ! I'll send her a wire."
"1 looked aorose at Mies Glen, and never
in my life have I seen such a spasm of ter-
ror pass over a human face so suddenly and
so fearfully. Not exactly a look of physical
terror, such as betrays itself in ordinary
women by a scream or a faint; but a mental
fear working from the brain outward, and
photographing itself on the lineaments un-
consciously. Such a look might appear in
the whitened cheeks and dilated eyes of
one who had escaped the entanglements of
some fascinating but deadly drug, and who
has suddenly realized that he is again caught
in the toils.
What was I to do? I had taken rather a
fancy to Miss Glen, and Wilder seemed a
very good sort, and it was plain to me that
that fiendish woman was coming down on
purpose to break off the match.
But even this was hardly enough to
account for the look I had seen on Miss
Glen's face. Wherein was I to find the
secret of this woman's influence and fasci-
nation of certain other women and over
children? Could she be one of those whom
the old Greeks called Lamise ? What was
1 to do? Try to compromise her, and get
her turned out of the house? Isolate her
by making violent love to her myself?
Either course too unlikely to succeed, and
too dangerous. My host Was far too matter-
of-faet to listen to what he would call
" fa.noies," and my hostess believed in the
woman.
While I was still hesitating, Lucia Clane
arrived, if possible thinner, more snake-
like, than before. One lewdly knew where
to look for her, so gliding were her move-
ments,and her garments never gave out
the slightest rustle, while her voice seemed
fainter than ever. She appeared to divine
my antipathy, my suspicion, and carefully
avoided me; but once or twice I caught her
eyes watching me, ancl there was a queer
light in them. Was I about to find out the
' why " ?
That evening she came out in a. way that
surprised me, even after the judgment I had
reluctantly formed of the powers and possi-
bilities of her nature. There was a marked
dullness in the drawing -room after dinner ;
Wylder and Miss Glen were conversing in
whispers on the ottornen, the very ottoman
where I had first tried to read the mystery
that underlay Lucia Clane. The rest of the
party were dieinolined to amuse or to be
amused; but she seemed to be galvanized
into an unnatural life, and all the actress in
her awoke with it.
She had drawn a low chair to the fire and
was holding her traneparent erns to the
blaze, which, flashing on the diamonds she
still Wore, seemed to evoke power from her
as if by magic. In a low tone elle began to
recount stories of slattern witchcraft and
western obeah, and at she proceeded her
VOICE) grew fuller and took stieingth, an the
whiteness of her limba took 'mkt from the
fi re. She held us all, even the lovers, spell,
bound ' every word, every modelatiore
teemed' to move and glitter with the
exquisite adaptability and changeful hee of
melee settee over her narratives of mys-
tery, which grew inteneer as she glided
through them. Suddenly she sprang up,
went to the eurtaine of the end
window, and disappeared behind them.
We all eat wondering what she was going
to do next, when oho flung them aside and,
with all the flame of the firelight and of her
diamonds in her eyes, imitated, rivalled,
nay, surpassed in power Sarah Bernhardt's
great Beene from the " Phedre,"
I forgot my hatred of the woman before
this extraordinary manifestation of her
power ; and when she °eased, I, even I, was
inclined to fall down and worship—and,
fool that I was,
forgot not only my hatred
of the woman, but the purpose I had set
myself..
And next day it was too late. Miss Glen
was found in the morning strangled in her
bed!
Lucia Clane is now detained during Her
Majesty's pleasure.
A Man Tells How to Sweep.
I don't aappose I will receive much back-
ing from lady readers when I assert that
not one woman in a hundred knows how to
sweep, writes a correspondent of the Stock-
man. Nevertheless, it is a fact. When a
woman sweeps she holds the broom at an
angle that brings one corner of the brush
on the floor and then pushes it forward with
all her might, giving it a kind of a flirt at
the end of the stroke that throws the dust
and dirt into the air. The heavier particles
of dirt she finally captures in one corner of
the room and gets most of it into the dust-
pan, but the lighter—and main portion—
flies upento the air and soon settles upon
the floor, furniture and walls. Then
madam "dusts" the room and knooks
a good deal of the dirt off its resting places
and it returns to its old quarters on the
floor. Now, any man who has watched the
process will say that I have told the plain
truth. Look at a broom after it has been
woman -used for a few weeks! One corner
turned up and stioking out like a sleigh
runner, the whole brush lopsided, ruined !
The right way to sweep is to hold the
brooin wit,h its brush square ou the floor and
a little behind the body of the sweeper.
Bring it forward with a regular, steady
movement, and stop its forward motion
before the ends of the brush catch in the
carpet and act like so many springs
to throw dirt in the air. " Persuade '
the dirt to advance, and don't try to scare
it. Act as if you were petting a sick baby
and not as if you were pitching hay. Turn
the broom over occasionally so as to wear
it evenly, and ycur broom, furniture and
carpets will last longer, and so will you, for
the labor won't be half so great and the
satisfaction will be three times as great.
When it comes to dusting—for even with
proper sweeping some dust will arise—don't
use a feather duster, an old turkey tail or
some such abomination'but take a cloth
and wipe up the dust, not flirt it off on the
floor again. Try a soientiflo sweep once,
and you will not go beak to the old way
again.
If! were Von, My Boy,
I wouldn't be ashamed to do right any-
where. I would not do anything that I
would not be willing for everybody to know.
f wouldn't conclude that I knew more
than my father before I had been 50 miles
away from home.
I wouldn't go in the company of boys who
use bad language.
I wouldn't get in the sulks and pout
whenever I couldn't have my own way about
everything.
I wouldn't let any other boy get ahead of
me in my studies.
I wouldn't abuse little boys who had no
big brother for me to be afraid of.
I would learn to be polite to every-
body.
I wouldn't cry for anything when mamma
or papa told me it was not good for me.
I would try to see if I couldn't get people
to like me, by being civil to everybody.
would never make fun of children be-
cause they were not dressed nicely. -
I would try to learn something useful
every day, and whenever I saw men making
anything I would watch to see how they
did it.
I would keep my hands and face clean
and my hair brushed without having to be
told to.
I would be respectful to old people, and
behave so that my parents would not be
ashamed of me.
I would be in earnest about everything.
When I had to work 1 would de it with all
my might, I would study with all my might
and I would play with all my might.
I would read books and papers which
would want to make me know something
and do something which would benefit other
people.
I would have as good a time as I could in
this world, but I wouldn't tell lies, nor
steal, nor be mean to anybody.
I would pray every day, and I would ask
Jesus to make me a, good boy and show me
how to go to heaven.—Newark Call.
The Neglige Shirt.
The neglige shirt is with us once again,
and, despite its coy and shrinking nature,
there is no doubt that it has come to stay
—and to cling. There is a warm place for
it in the heart of the young man of this era
because it is at once a neceasity and a lux-
ury of the torrid days with which June
has already broken her own record. The
stiff, glary white shirt of high society is of
questionable value at any season. Its
tenure cannot be said to rest on either
esthetic or utilitarian grounds. Still, it
has its ,place among the' habits of good
society,' and will not readily be replaced for
use at polite functions. The neglige shirt
has manifold reasons for existence. It is an
economy and a comfort. In promoting com-
fort it is at the same time conducive to
health. Above all, it is a protest, a kick,
against the starch of conventionality. The
neglige idea could be extended much further,
both in men's said women's clothing, with-
out transcending the bounds of good taste
Or propriety ; and in the interest of common
sense it ought to have larger recognition.
—Philadelphia. Record.
Little .Volantty on Chinese Missions.
"1 don't see why there is such a fuss
'bout Chinese raissione. Chinamans don't
get druhk, and don't rob folks, and don't be
tramps, and don't holler nor fight nor swear
nor anything 'cept behave theirselves and
be real good and kind and polite to every.
body. I don't lelieve I'm as good as a
Chinaman myself, and mother says I'm an
angel."
Detectives have started from Paris for
London to arrest the anarchists Francois
and Meunier. It is now proved that these
men were the perpetrators of the explosion
at Very's reetaurant in Paris on April 25th
lase, Very having delivered leavachol up to
the police. Both men were °emoted at the
time of the explosion, but were subitequently
released from lack of proof. An anarchist
named Bricon, who is in prison, furnerthed
proofs of their complicity in the explosion,
At Bowrnanville yesterday Chief Jervis
had is lively time arreethig a man narned
Bradshaw, who was charged with burglariz-
ing the hotted of or farmer named Moire.
The man was secured and the stolen pro -
potty was found on hint.
WILI.T DINAHITE IS.
punaiy Nitro•Glyeerine Mixed With Verb.
ous ingredients.
Very few people have a correct idea of
what dynamite is, of what it is made and
and the uses to whioli it is put. To the
French belongs the honor of discovery and
its first praotical use.
Nitro-glycerine is the force of all high ex-
plosives. Dynamite is the name moat
usually given to these explosives, though
other names are sometimes used. Dynamite
is simply nitro-glycerine mixed with various
ingredients. Nitro-glycerine is made by
mixing sulphuric and nitric acid with sweet
glycerine, the same that is used by the
ladies to prevent (tapped hands
Mixing the acids an glycerine is
Where the great danger lies in the making
of nitro-glycerine. The mixing tank, or
agitator, as it is called by dynamite -makers,
Is a large teel tank, filled inside with many
oils of lead pipe, through which, while the
mixing is in progress, a constant flow of
ice -water is maintained. This flow of ice.
water is used to keep the temperature of
the mixture below 85 degrees,eas above that
point it would explode, and a hole in the
ground would mark where the faotory had
been. The nitro-glycerine is stored in
large earthenware tanks, which are usually
sunk in the ground to guard against blows
or severe concussion. The other ingredients
for making dynamite are: Nitrate of soda,
which is found only, in Chili; carbonate of
magnesia, and wood pulp.
Dynamite is put in paper shells usually
inches in diameter and 8 inches in
length, and weighs about one-half pound
to each shell or cartridge. It has largely
taken the place of black powder for blast-
ing, as it is many hundreds of times
stronger and consequently more economical.
It is used chiefly in mining all kinds of
ores, coal and rook, and submarine blast-
ing and railroad building. Without its aid
many railroads, especially those crossing
the Rocky Mountains' could not have been
constructed • withoutit Hell Gate, in the
East River, IsTew York, could not have been
destroyed, and without it the miner, at
prices now paid for mining ores, could nob
earn his bread.
Dynamite will not explode from `any
ordinary fall or jar ; it will burn without
explosion, and freezes at 42 degrees, 10
degrees above ordinary freezing point. The
bomb of the anarchist is made of metal or
glass and filled with pure nitro-glycerine,
;wronged so as to explode by severe contact
with any hard object. These bombs are, of
course, never made by a reputable dynamite
factory.
Five or six millions of dollars are invested
in the manufacture of dynamite in the
United States, and its use is constantly on
the increase. The fumes of nitro-glycerine
produce intense headache, which can be
cured by taking a very small dose of it in-
ternally.
Gratefully Acknowledged.
"Harry, my love," said Mrs. Noopop,
when her husband cense from the office
one afternoon, "1 received a lovely letter
from papa to -day."
"Ah 1" replied Noopop.
"Yea. He congratulates us on the birth
of our dear baby."
"That's good."
"Yes, and he says that it will cost us
more to live now—that babies are expen-
sive."
"1 suppose that is very true," the happy
father assented.
"And so dear papa has sent us a cheque
for $1,000. Wasn't that good of him ?'
"1 should say it was," exclaimed Noopop
enthusiastically. " sit right down and
thank him for his geneious contribution to
the Fresh Heir Fund."—Life.
A Clash of Ideas.
" A minister in my district," said Con-
gressman Cutting, of California, "was
happily married to a wife very lovely and
lady -like, but very deaf. One day they
gave a dinner party. After dinner they
returned to the parlor. Atnong the &meats
was a Mr. Hare. He was standing near
the lady whom he had taken out to dinner
and whom he had entertained delightfully.
She,
not knowing he was near, remarked to
the deaf hostess
" What a very agreeable MEDI Mr. Hare
is."
The hostess heard her in a vague, indis-
tinct sort of way and thought the praise was
for her room and not for her company, so
she replied :
" Yes, and so warm and comfortable of a
winter's night."—Washington Post.
Mmes of various Nations.
The Irish mile is 2,240 yards.
The Swiss mile is 9,156 yards.
The Italian mile is 1,766 yards.
The Scotch mile is 1,984 yards.
The German mile is 8,106 yards.
The Arabian mile is 2,143 yards.
The Turkish mile is 1,826 yards.
The Flemish mile is 6,896 yards.
The Vienna post mile is 8,296 yards.
The Worst mile is 1,167 or 1,337 yards.
Ths Roman mile is 1,628 or 2,502 yards.
The Dutch and Prussian mile is 6,480
yards.
The Swedish and Danish mile is 7,351.5
yards.
The English and
1,760 yards.—Fact.
American mile is
1/Uteri:es One Beath Warrant.
England's Queen, since the beginning of
her reign, has only signed one death war-
rant, which was for an execution in the
Isle of Man, the act passed for relieving Her
Majesty of the signing of death warrants
having, by an oversight, not included that
part of Her Majesty's dominions.
Charity Beginneth at Home.
` Daughter—You know, father, they are
going to have a. fair at the church next
week, and I thought I would like to get
something for it. Father (handing her a
cheque)—Certainly, my daughter. In the
cause of charity, I am always liberal.
Daughter—Something in the way of a new
gown.
Plenty of Carbon.
Patchem—I hear that the exeouted man
was quite well connected.
Slashem—Quite right, the electric circuit
was very complete.
An invention by which an ordinary clock
is practically magnified to such a size as to
permit of its being seen for a radius of 50
miles around is is recent invention.
Joe Darby, the English professional
jumper, broke some jumping records at
Church, Lancashire, Juno llth. In six
back jumps he cleared 58 ft., beating the
world's record by 3 ft. With ankles tied he
jumped6 ft. high, breaking his own record
by 21 in. He also beat the record of 21
yds. 2 It. 2 in. for five hops and a jump.
Flood the waste -water pipes every week
with boiling water, and occasionally with a
hot solution of sal oda.
Belle—" When did you first swiped his
inconstancy?" Telanche--" When I re-
ceived his first letter, Belle—Why? Was
it cold? Blanche—No; it wag type -written.
Oilcloth may be brightened by rubbing
with kerosene.
TEA TABLE GOSSIP.
WHAT TO DO WITH A, WATRABILMON•
WIDDI you thump it with your fingers and it
gives a heavy aound,
Like summer ram a -falling on the dry and
dusty ground ;
Jos' got your Barlow ready an' prepare to wake
And etiPrveilt straight an' steady, till it opens
red and ripe
Thou fold your Barlow careful, an' take you
melon flat ;
Put one half on this side o' you, the other half
on that ;
Then, take the biggest in your lap an' tear the
heart out, so 1
smack your lips,. an' praise the Lord from
whom all blessm's flow
—A million dollars won't make a 'nen
happy, but most of us would like to try it.
Is Jones is layman "1 take it
for granted. He always goes to sleep in
• church."
—No man can get very much of an
education without going to school to his
mistakes.
—The demand for the revised version of
the New Testament in 1881 exceeded that
for any other book that has ever been pub-
lished before or eince.
—Tourist (to forester who complains that
so much wood is being sthlen)—Why don't
you put up a warning sign? Forester—
And have that stolen, too? Not much!
—Willie's mother had been reading aloud
the poem, "We Are Seven," and aftersoine
reflection he said: "Mamma, it's is pity
there wasn't two more of tlaem." "Why?"
'Because then they could have organized a
baseball team."
—Mr. Hicks—I think you had better
give Tommy some medicine to -night, my
dear. I'm afraid he isn't well. Mrs.
Hicks—What makes you think so, Charles?
He was teasing me this morning to let him
go to church.
NO PLUTOCRAT.
In summer noondays much he loves
Upon the grass to he.
Regardless of the stirring world
That madly rushes by,
And from his grassy covert there •
The blue expanse to scan— -
And yet he is no millionaire,
Butjust a hired man.
—The trouble with the summer girl is
that she insists upon being sailed around
and rowed around in the hottest weather,
because she knows how deliciously sweet
she looks under her new straw hat and
delicate parasol. The adoring young man
has no such protection and in is week's
time has such a disreputable looking red
nose that she won't have anythilig more to
do with him.
—Buttermilk is in much greater demand
as a. summer beverage than sweet milk. As
is therapeutic agent it is given now to a sick
person when nothing else is allowed. It is
is powerful nerve tonic. Buttermilk is now
considered better than sweet milk for per-
sons inclined to dyspepsia, because one of
the difficulties of milk—its slow digestive
qualities—is removed at once, as buttermilk
has already gone through one process of
digestion. Iced buttermilk is is fashionable
fad now. Ladies offer a glass of buttermilk
to their friends in summer just as they do
the "cup of tea" in the winter.—Field and
Pam.
The Big Chimney Finished.
The big chimney of the Street Railway
power house was completed externally on
.Saturday and a flag was hoisted on top of
it to celebrate the event. The scaffolding
has to be removed from the inside and the
places in which the ends of the supporta
were set filled up. Everything will soon
be in readiness there. The work on York
street is being pushed along, the south
track being completed almost up to Dun-
durn. Herkimer street, west of Queen, has
been put into fairly good shape, except
just at the Queen street orossurg, where
curved rails have yet to be put in.
A Bare Inducement.
this,weelc:
Mother—I wait you to be good children
Freddie—Wh will you give ns uif we
are good?
Mother—If you are good you can look on
when your father shaves hinnelf on Sunday
morning.
Systematized.
Fa,ther—Isn't that young Briggins around.
here a great deal? Daughter—I don't
know, father. He's only here a couple of
hours in the morning, is couple in the after-
noon and from 7 to 12 o'clock in the evening.
Father (after calculating)—Well, you'd
better give him only eight hours or he'll be
striking next.
The Leap Year Malden.
"Oh, that must be too lovely for any-
thing 1" said Hortensia, when she read an
account of a stage robbery in the far West."
"Lovely to be robbed?" asked Uncle
John.
"Lovely to be held up," said Hortensia
with is roseate blush.
—When you talk to a man or is child
about his faults, don't stand over him with
club.
If soft cloths dipped in hot water and
applied to the eruption caused by poison ivy
does not kill it sugar oflead water will.
Ammonia is a most useful household
article. For washing windows, brushes,
and for performing many other services it
becomes indispensable to the careful house-
keeper.
At a meeting of the Cabinet Council of
the Manitoba Government, held on Satur-
day, it was decided to dissolve the Legisla-
ture at once. Nominations will be made on
the 161h July, and the elections willbe held
on the 23rd July.
Judge Chambers, of Detroit, issued an
order yesterday morning granting compensa-
tion to the female witnesses against Michael,
the criminal leader of the Latter -Day
Israelites, at the rate of one dollar per day
for the time they were detained avvaiting the
trial.
A new bridge over the River Leven, near
Leslie, a burgh of the County of Fife,
collapsed to -day on the removal of the
acaffolding, which had been erected during
its construction. A number of workmen
were carried down with the falling bridge,
and five of them were drowned.
The body of the countees Augusta
Lintzingen, who disappeared from her home
in Hanover a few days ago, has been found
in the River Leine near that city. It is not
doubted that the Countess committed
suicide, though beyond the fact that she
had complained of suffering severely from
headaches no reason for self-destruction is
known.
Thomas Murphy, of London, a week or
so age attacked- his wife viciously, and ahe
has since had her arm tied in is Filing. On
Sunday afternoon he began thrashing her,
and the WODUID'S cries attracted a crowd to
the spot. Murphy. was arrested, and yes-
terday Mayor Spencer, who was acting
Magistrate, Aned him $50 or twenty days.
Murphy goes to jail.
Three factories in the United States con -
musk nearly two million eggs a year in
making the peculiar kind of paper used by
photographers known isa albetnan paper.
seausi iltunau Natures
TMEKM= W011gua,
what a, Volum Mau Can. do if They Enders*
The clelegetion of young men had been
glum], into the reception room of their
. .
employer% residence, aed, When his wsfe
entered, sill rove awkwardly and seemed 11.1
at ease, says the New York Evening Sun.
" We are enaployed at your husband's
office," explained one of them at length.
"Indeed v> tale said, in some surprise.
"1 am very glad to see you; but to what
am 1 indebted for this call 2"
"Well," mid the elooltestna.n,, plucking
up a little courage, you see, s pet Ogg
way : We've been getting off at 3 o'clock
Saturdays during the summer, and new we
want to make it 12 or 1 o'clock if we
"The ball grounds are quite a distance
away," put in one of the delegation.
"And we have to start early to get to the
races," added another.
"Really you must excuse me," said the
mistress of the house,courteously butfirmly,
I never interfere Lamy husband's business,
affaira."
" Oh, we don't want you to," protested
two or three together.
"Von see," said the epokesmatt getting
down to business again, "it's just this way:
We want you to be kind of nice and pleasant
to him for is few days, and then we'll go to.
him and ask him to —"
" Gentlemen!" She exclaimed haughtily-
" Might ask him to take you to the ball
game," suggested one of the young men,
without noticing her manner.
" Or the races," added another.
"There is an Inference, gentlemen—" she
began, bu.t the spokesman interrupted.
Oh; I know all about it," he ea.id.
" I'm married myself. Things go wrong in
the house and you're tired and cross at
breakfast. Then WO suar at the office.
You stay up late to chaperon your daughter
at a ball and we have more troable at the
office. You're a bit cross three mornings in
succession, for one reason or another, and
we have a—a—terrible time at the office."
"1 was discharged front an office once
because my wife was cross the same morn-
ing that the boss' was," exclaimed one
young man. "1 suppose our wives would
have chatted pleasantly if they had met,
but there was an explosion when we met.
He was ugly about something and I fired
back, and he 'flred' me. That's the way
it goes now, if you'd make it es point to be
particularly agreeable and pleasant to hint
for—say four days—"
"Yes, four days will do nicely," broke
in the spokesman. "Then we'll go to hint
and everything will be all right. The fourth
day you give him the best breakfast you
can --everything that he likes best—and
we'll get what we want in three minutes..
Talking about a woman having no influence
in business 1 Why, the humor she's in has
esteeeathought
laughed,
more effect than a bank failure or a boor mm in
she ought to be angry, bub
agreed to the propose
tion and four days later when they waited
on the head of the fine; he me.dethe closing
hour 12 o'olook, and said that never in the
history of the firm had things run so satis-
factorily as they had during the last four
days.
The electoral campaign is opening amid
the greatest excitement. Mr. Balfour spoke
at Sheffield yesterday, and 15,000 persona
were at the meeting. At the beginning of
his speech Mr. Balfour was continually
greeted with cheers and groans. Finally he
expressed regret for the deplorable accident
that had occurred to Mr. Gladstone. Thia
caused the uproarto increa,ae, and finally
the noise became so great that Balfour
could not be heard. The crowd made sev-
eral attempts to rush upon the platfornt
and the police had the utmost difficulty in
repulsing them. Several women were ex-
tricated from the crowd in is faintingicon-
dition. The meeting was terminated n the
wildest disorder.
(IMO =2§,TICrirtS
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its action and truly beneficial in its
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Any reliable druggist who may not
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