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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Advocate, 1892-9-1, Page 7An Every. Ban Atia "Would you like your window opened, is 3' lle 'laid with hat dihood, 20, the errotty girl who eat le front, And she declared she would. Ilk, o'er the Beet he bent with joy, And seized that wirtdow frame, And tugged, and tugged, and tanned, end tugged Until he wrist wee lame. The lips grew white, his face grew red, Ilia mine he knew was split, But mull that wicked window frame Moved not a little bit; Be gave one last despairing shriek, An swooried woo the neer, Wane the brakeman who had nailed it down leen backward with a roar. The aympathetle Saud Crab. , A maid, a man, a moonlit sky, sea breeze blowing lightly by, A glistening rook, a silver sea; ,A sand crab watehes silently. A look, a word, a, blush, a deli, A sweet, shy glance, a downcast eye, A. rapturous kiss, a whispered name ; A. sand crab overcome with shame. Another kiss, a long embrace, A pillowed head, a manly Moe, A -melte thought : ?go one to see !" A sand crab dancing iigs for glee. Lo t the Poor Editor. Now doth the country editor Puff up his country fair And brag of it in all the space Ffie atiper has to spare. Pie sings its praises long and loud Until he's out of breath, .And gives it ads and notiees All marked dh, tf. But he shall be remembered 13y the men who run the show; They're amciens to discharge the deb Of gratitude they owe, For through their secretary, Who their wishes represents. They'll give the editor a pass That's good for fifty cents. Some Object Lessem. .11'1.0:James H. Dillard in N. Y. Standard.) The following experiences are plain illus- trations of the rewards of land speculation, and of the prevailing ideas of assessment, ,and 1 therefore offer them to the readers of the Standard. It will be men that the evils here typified might have been coneiderably ameliorated by a just and strict application of preeent laws, and I am quite sure that workers for the single tax cause can hardly put forth their efforts to better effect than by trying to get the present laws rightly executed. Ninety-nine per cent. of the ameasors of town property, some in ignor- ance and some in lack of conecience, sport with the laws of taxation, virtually chang- ing them from lot to lot, and from street to street, There is no law for assessing un- improved lots at a less relative value than improved lots, end yet this practice is well nigh nuiversal. I should be happy to join a club which should make its object that of trying to beat into the heads of aesessors the fact that vacant lots are " used " just as much as lots that are occupied, and that speculation is a use that does not deserve epeeist favoring. la 1881,in Norfolk,Va., where I was atthe time working as principal of •a private school, I attended an auction of lots in Bramteeton, a suburb not then made a part of the city. I bought for $55 one of the last two lots that were sold. Thirty-six bots'had been knocked down to a wealthy gentleman at an average price of about $35. The rest were bought by intending builders, who, like myself, were looking for lots whereon to make homes for themselves. P.In the course of a few years houses sprang sip as by magic. The streets were graded, sidewalks latcl, and Branibleton became the growing quarter. My lot being but thirty feet front, I concluded that I wanted more land. I therefore bought 125 feet, farthe out, at $5 a foot, and sold the termer lot. This tbirty feet, for which 1 had paid $55, brought readily $725 cash. Meantime, the thirty-six lots bought by tbe rich man for speculation were growing in weeds and value, and daily becoming more and more an eyesore to the commun- ity. I knew of his refusing $800 for a lot that bad cost him about $40, and yet he was making no contribution to such improve- ments as grading and sidewalk'', which were carried on largely by the voluntary contributions of those who were building houses around his vacant lots. When ap- proached be, a would;be purchaser, his reply was that he was saving the property for his son—a boy in knee pants. He could well afford to hold the land, since, as being considered unproductive, it was aesessed at an insignificant amount. This struck me as queer. •Here Was a man who was a positive drawback to the progress of the place, and yet making out of it some thousands per cent: As to myself, while I han contributed my due share to the grading of the street on which my lot was 'mated, I thought it remarkable that I should somehow get more for nothing than 1 could make by three months' work in the school room. On the new lot which I had bought I commenced to make some improvements. Having put around it a fence at the cost of 0, I leveled the land, sowed it 'with grass, planted two dozen trees of rare variety, and thus at a cost of about $200 I made it look like an attractive building lot, instead of a ridged field. How unwise this was, was leer soon shown by the arrival of the assessor. Because of these improvements the lot was asseseell at $2,250. I might not have given a second thought to this valuation but for a •contrast. Opposite my lot a speculator had bought five acres. The land was still in cultivation, so that it looked like farm la,nd. Although May between my lot and the city, and, therefore, nearer to population, and more desirable, its assessment was at a rate just one-tenth as high as mine. This again struck Inc as queer. I felt that I had been punished for building a fence and planting trees. Subsequently I built a house, which was welcomed as a great improvement to that locality. The vacant lots adjoining my property were owned by a geutleman in New York city. His agent told me, in • delightful innocence, that 1 had doubled • their price. This again struck me as queer; that a poor schoolteacher in Virginia should add hundreds to the wealth of a man in New York, whom he had never so much as seen The mieerness of these object -lessons vette fresh in my mind while I was reading and me -reading "Progress and Poverty," and tney helped me to appreciate some of its sevelations. As I read on, I could net but see he*/ the Itomely events that had been going on before my eyes in that corner of old Virginia were interwoven with'the greatesb metal problem of the day. Sinm that time, whether in Virginia, or Missouri, or Louisiana, or New Hampshire, I have found no leek of similar instances. The consolation is that, wherever I haVO been, I have found sti increasing number of those who appreciate the exposition of the master who hes thrown his light upon the injustice a a system which fosters such tmesactions. They My Heery James never plays billiatati any More." " Why not ? " betty Once mitioised his Ettglith." Bleck cotton stockings ehoeld be Weehed etrong breit Water, tented and dried :lbefoM the firm , AN UNUSUAL LEGACY. Aunt llifarvale's Peetstool 13roeght Only 1ClieempOintnient to Her Niece. IT had been for some months a meoted Marthagueati11 Mi liatrhveallei:lemvonilel a: ew:fenC4isehne" dale, who would fall heir to Adult died. ' There were her two nieces, the neart est of kin in the first place. One, Mies Beall Mervale, an amiable young .lady, who was immensely proper and re- epectable, and hacl been very dutiful in her attendance upon her invalid aunt. The other, a wee bit of a maiden, with sunny eyes and short dancing curls, who taught achool for her own and her mothern sup- port, and did not seem to mind it at all, she IVSS always SO bright and winsome. She had done nothing in pertioular for her aunt except to make SAan. shine in the prim old rooma by occasional visits, and in a Jowly, inveigling fort of way to get herself very much liked by the eccentric old lady ; it was very hard to me upon what grounds Miss Dot Mayborne based her expectation, ao the neighbors said. And now the good, queer Miss Martha Marvale was dead, and buried with due ;solemnity and proper gloom. Soon it would be known who was the fortunate possessor of her fabulous wealth—for " fabulous" it had become, under the beny tongues of in- terested friends and acquaintances. To be euro, ehe had never made a display of riches, and no one in Glendale had ever seen her money except ie quite meagre sums. But she wee known to have been quite miserly in her habits, and no doubt had large amounts stowed away in odd corner& The lawyer set at the head of the room rattling the important document omin- ouely. Miss Marvale sat in the high- backed chair, looking pale, melancholy and severe in her new and fashionable mourning dress. Mr. Peter Horace, a gentleman who never in his life had evinced a liking for anything but money until he met Miss Marvale, sat attentively near. Dot Mayburne, in doleful black, reclined in the uncompromising recesses of the big, stiff old sofa, with a eadnets in her pretty face that appealed to every tender heart iu her presence. Willard Hayes a young and penniless physician, and her most devoted admirer, supported her—figura- tively speaking, of course—on her left. The deacons of the church sat in decorous silence, and one or two "oldest inhabitants" occupied the spare corners of the room. The reading began. After the usual preliminaries it was found that all of Martha Marvale's real estate, moneys and personal property were left uncondi- tionally to her beloved niece, Dorothea Mayburne, excepting a few insignificant legacies to church and friends. To Bertha Marvale, in consideration of affectionate attention, she willed her favorite footstool. Its many dear msociations, the fact that she bad seen it for years the supports of her aunt'swearied feet, would endear it to her, and, as she had often expressed a pious contempt for carnal wealth, she would prize it above all earthly dams. The whole fortune was not a munificent one, after all, and even Dot wee not a rich woman, and she could only open her blue eyes in wonder while Willard Hayes smiled brightly upon her and whispered his con- gratulations. Miss Marvale's face was buried in her black -edged handkerchief and no one could tell how she was effected. Mr. Horace's face was a picture of blank dismay. The deacons looked glum and said not a word. Everybody seemed inclined to get out of the way with as little ceremony as possible, and soon the cousins were left alone. "1 hope, Cousin Bertha, you will always make this house your home," Dot began, timidly. "You know this is as great a surprise to me as to you, and, while I am glad of a home and comforts fax mamma, I do not want you to be poor or homeless. Can't we all live together ?" " No, we can't all live together," snapped Bertha, coming out from behind her pocket handkerchief. "You are a little under- hand cheat, and 1 wouldn'b accept charity from you if I were starving 1 And it is not necessary, as I am engaged, and Mr. Horace is amply able to see that I do not come to want.' Dot retired, overcome by the stupendous intelligence, as Miss Marvale intended she should be. "1 am sum I congratulate you," she murmured, "and I hope if you over need a friend you will not hesitate ' — " Bother your friendship 1" exclaimed the irate lady rising ; "1 think we can dispenae with each other's company, and as I cannot ask you to leave your own house I will take the liberty of retiring myself." That evening the will was discussed over a hundred tea -tables, and many queries, wonderings and "I told you so's" passed to and fro. What the old lady had seen to admire in Dot so much, what had become of all the wealth she was supposed to have owned, why she had left a paltry old ate - man to Bertha, who had been so faithful, and so forth, were all dutifully diseased, and left as unsatisfactorily disposed of as before. In a little meagre private office down- town Mr. Peter Horace eat, with his head resting dejectedly in his hands and a gen- eral air of forlorn despondency in his at- titude. He had for - fortyyears loved himself, his money and his single blessed- ness more than anything else on earth. If ever a woman had stirred the region under hit shirt front where his heart is supposed to beat it was pretty, saucy, gay little Dot Mayburne. And yet he had deliberately engaged himself to marry a plain'prim, elderly maiden, who possessed nothing in the world more valuable than a wornout footstool. . What a donkey he had been' And how had it come about? Why was not Bertha Marvels the heiress, as he had calculated upon? The old lady's money seemed not entirely accounted for, either. Bertha had lived in the house for years, and he had deemed her a person of great good sense ; yet she must have bungled in her manage- ment somehow. Then he bnrrowed deeper in his out- stretched arms, and thought it all over again. Suddenly a bright idea struck him. Did tot people invariably, in stories and revue:uses, who had queer old legacies left them, knock them to pieces menet or la,tor by accident or in a fit of ill temper and find them stuffed full of gold pieces? This was certainly the liolution of the ementric gift, and also accounted for the missieg wealth whioh everybody seemed so sure extend 'somewhere. Ho sprang up and paced the room in a sprightly manner quite at variance with his former moody de. Mean or. " 1 will play the disiutorested lover," he said ; " 1 will swear to be true, come weal or woe, and thug gain the approbation of the entire community. III marry the poor disinherited Bertha Marvale, and at the very first dawning of matrimonial infelionm I'll kick that beastly footstool viciously mums the floor. Then won't / be astonished to see the papers and geld roil out 7 Won't I clasp My tearful coinpanion in thyArran 1 Magnanimously fergivcs her, end calmly take FOSMAS/On Of her fortune ? What a lucky tde a of mine that wati 1" Miss Marvale wM deeply gretfied at hetng assured a her lover's devotion anti disinMrostedneree ann her spirits and dignity reel in proportion. Indeed, elle carried herself in the presence pf her en - pretending cousin as though the were the heirees awl Dot the insignificant possessor of a footstool. • Sim claimed the right to remain be the house which had been her home so long till elle should be wearied from it, and, as far as appearances went, might at+ well have been the mistress of Marvale Mansion, Mr. Horaoe rented a pretentious house and furnished it completely, referring with beautiful detente:et to hie betrothed's taste every thing. Be sure and bring your footstool," he mid, playfully, "and we will declicete a whole corner to it. I would not keep house without it for the world," And Miss Mar - vale thought thie very delicate in him, as it might naturally be 'supposed thestool would be a disagreeable objeot. They were married, and the wedding was the "event of the season." Dot was not invited, but she was busily engaged else- where, and did not mind the neglect, and when Bertha left the old house to enter her brand new home Dot and her happy husband, Willard Hayes, moved in. For a few weeks everything went on smoothly. Mrs. Horace carried herself with a great deal of dignity, as became the newly wedded wife of a well-to-do money- lender and the mistress of a handsome new residence. Indeed, the fashionable people of tlae place paid her more attention than they did the real heiress, who was so little like the wealthy matron that the fact was almost forgotten. Mr. Horace bore his happiness quietly and contained 'himself with patience. Per- haps he was it little irritable in the privacy of the domestic circle, but he was only preparing for the grand moment when it would be appropriate to "kick that beastly stool clear acrose the room." To be sure, he might have suggested to his wife that they examine the atool and see if it contained anything of value; but ahe would perhaps laugh at his whim, and would not allow it to he spoiled, and when the wealth was found she might sus- pect him of knowing something about it and of marrying her for it, and as he rather preferred peace to unneccessary squabbling he wished the discovery to come about acci- dentally. At last one evening he found it standing directly in hia way. Bertha, looking appre- hensively at her husband's stern counte- nance, haetened to remove it, but he was too quick for her. A well -applied and forcible kick sent it dancing across the room, where it was shattered against the marble fire -place. Mr. Horaceeagerlysprang to the spot, where Bertha regretfully fol- lowed him. He did look at it in amaxement, as he had often pictured himself doing, but the amazement was very genuine. He grasped each piece and shook it fiercely ; he tors everything apart that could be tom apart with furious haste. Alas 1 in vain ! At hie feet lay a heap of broken mahogany, torn purple velvet and dusty horsehair— nothing more—nothing less. "What do you mean ? What do you expect to find ? ' asked Bertha, with trem- bling lips. "Your aunt's legacy. I've been fooled '—trapped—I won't stand it ! What have you done among you with all her money? She couldn't have carried it with her." Peter Horace was angry enough as he strode up and down the room to have demolished forty ottomans, and Bertha went into hysterics on the sofa. It was a dreadful blow to her vanity to think that she had not been "married for herself alone" after all; they had a terrible scene, but finally a sort, of reconciliation was patched up. Both were too respectable to let the world know of their disappointment, and they agreed to keep the fate of her aunt's legacy a secret. Bertha owned that the old lady had given her $500 before she died, telling her she was not as rich as had been supposed, and that was probably all she would ever receive from her. --Exchange. Our New Governor. Lord Aberdeen, who is now named as the possible successor to Lord Stanley, is very likely to receive the appointment. He has taken great interest in Canada, first by residing in Hamilton for a summer and afterwards by visiting the Northwest and buybig an estate there. His visits have made him very popular, and if he comes here it will not be as a stranger. He is well known, moreover, as a man of religion, and as an advocate of temperance. How his indisposition to participate in earthly pleasures will suit Ottawa society is diffi- cult to guess ; but he was a success at Dublin and if a temperance man can cap- ture and lead society there he ought to do well at our giddy capital.—Toronto Mail. A Shoe With a Ventilated Sole. A Chime° genius has invented a, shoe having perforations in its insole and a cbannel between the inner and outer sole connected with an air chamber in the heel. A spring enables the wearer as he walks to pump air through the openings in the side of the heel, and the current is thus carried by the space between the soles to the foot through the perforations in the insole. A desirable ventilation is thus secured. • A queen's Ball Costume. • At the last court ball given by the Queen Regent of Spain the Queen was dressed in a blaok velvet robe, ornamented with silver embroidered lace of great value. On the head she wore a regal diamond diadem and around the neck e collar of priceless dia- monds. The little King did not appear, and upon some one asking Her Majesty how he was, ehe replied prettily," He is asleep, like a good little boy." There's Something in This. Lawyer—Divorce? What are your grounds for complaint? Wife—Baseball grounds. That's where he spends all his time and money.—Boston News. The Electrical World says negotiations are pending for the construction of a high geed eleotric railway between Antwerp and Bruesels, a distance of twenty -some Miles. With electricity as the motive power, the journey is to be Made in twenty minutes, or at the rate of aixty-six miles an hour. The 13razil nut contains about 15 to 24 seeds, which all germinate at ono time. The most vigorom gete first through a smell hole at the top to the open air, and thereuPon it an eagle' and feeds upon the rest. When a woman who has spent a week at a summer resort finds on returning home that her name has not been in the pepers them is only one way to eomfort her. Kill an editor. Hobbs—I think ',dung Smith deserves a lot of credit for keeping np no fine an establishment 00 80 smallan iheeme. Dobbs —Well, he gets it. He owes pretty nearly everybody around town4 TIIE nfltElln summax, A Tarim)" That Once Attractetl Hoick AP teution. The total wreck of the yacht Sunbeam in Admiralty Gulf, Vireetern Australia. news of which was published recently in the Chronicle ends the career of a oraft which has ngured in the publics eye on two separ- ate occasione. The ,firet of these vvas wheu the "Voyage of the Sunbeam" was published. It is an intereating amount of a trip around the world, written by Mrs. Brassey, the wife of a very wealthy railway contractor, now Lord Bramey. The boolt Was an inetentaneous 'moms, and gave to the author and her husband much wider item than his wealth had previously made for them. The volume was published in 1877, and throe& it "she became familiar to American readers. Ten years later Mrs. Brassey, through the knighting of her hueband, became Lady Brassey. The trips in the Sunbeam were frequent, other volumes, though less sue - emend, were publiahed, and the name of the yacht became indissolubly associated with the authoress who cruieed in her. It many ways she was a remarkable woman. Possessed of tireless energy, she obtained for herself that social recognition which birth had not ' granted her, and was greatly instrumental in pushing her husband on in the attainment of political honore. Chiefly through her efforts and his services to the Adnatralty, the navvy's son, for such he was, acquired a coronet and became Lord Brassey on the recommendation of Glad- stone in 1888. The aeoond occasion which brought the Sunbeam prominently to the fore was Mr. Brassey's death a year after her husband's elevation to the peerage. About her dtath there are different stories. One account is that she died of fever, while sailing from Port Darwin, North Australia, to the Cape of Good Hope. • Another version says she was drowned during a fit of delirium caused by fever. The third version is a very differ- ent one, and attributes her death to suicide. This story, which is said to be the true one, is that she fell in love with a gentleman on board the yacht. Her husband discovered her guilt, and, it is said, forgave her. She, however, was overcome by remorse and plunged overboard in mid -ocean. Lord Brassey's work and letters from the Sunbeam were considered very valuable, and during his mime in her the informa- tion which he gathered and publiehed was of such practical use in admiralty circles that the vessel was watched with as much intereet as if she had been a man-of-war. After the death of Mrs. Brassey Lord Bras- sey sold the yacht to Lord Canteloupe, and two years later married his present wife, the granddaughter of the Earl of Essex.— San Francisco Chronicle. A Seotehman's Wager. The Hong Knog Daily Press tells of a novel wager made by two captains trading to that port. One was a Sootehman aud the other an American, and in the billard room of one of the hotels there they had a hot argument concerning the prevalence of the Scottish element among the engineers of vessels. The Scot, of course, held ou t that • this largely existed; but this was not the opinion of the Yankee skipper. Accordingly, it was arranged that both should visit six steamers in the harbor, and call down the engine room of each—" Are you there, Mac ?" The Soot bet his friend $25 and a bottle of champagne that five out of the six questions would bring a reply in the affirmative. Then the solemn procession was made with the followingresult: The filet two and the sixth engine rooms visited replied—"yes." The third answered " What't the matter; noo ?" The fourth— "Hallo 1" and the fifth wanted to know "Why they couldna let a man alone for five minutes." This result knocked the Yankee clean ont of time, and he paid over the dollars with the remark that It was worth the coin to know how many blackguardly Scotemen there were engaged in driving (Inc ships to destruction." She Won the Bet. "Ain't you the Governor?" asked a petite young lady the last time Mr. R. P. Flower was in New York at the Grand Central depot. " Yee, my young lady; but why do you ask ?" " Well, I just wanted to win a pair of gloves from my cousin; he's standing over there, and—" "Well, what have I got to do with your little wager ?" broke in the Governor. "Why, he said you were a horrid, mean old thing, and I seed you was a dear, good man, and we bet on it, and if you don't look,pleasant and talk to me ni lose the bet.' The Governor was dumbfounded for a moment, but the girl won the bet.—New York Journal. Buddhist Phylacteries. Happy will be the world when all sen- tient creatures shall live in tranquility.— Io-shonangnsan-king .94). Whatever I understand to be right I de- sire to practice.—Rock inscriptions of Aroka. In performing good deeds I reduce suffer. ing.—Buddkaghosan Parable (ch. 8). Let us now unite in righteousness, cher- ishing good, living in gentleness.—Traven of Fa.hien (ch. 39). May wisdom be always with we —Inserip. Sion in temple of Nakhon Vat. The fool who sees his own folly is wise so far ; the fool who takes his folly for wis- dom is a solid fool.—Dhanuncepada (v. 63). To do wrong knowingly and then refuse i to confess it s double guilt.—Pritamoksha. Surprised Pig. Little Pete never intends to mis-state things, but his very figurative imagination sometimes gets the better of his facts, The other day he exclaimed to a companion: 3nst think, Billy I Out in Chicago they aren't going be cruel to the pigs any more when they kill them. They're going to chloroform them." "How do they do it ?" asked Billy. • "Why, they just put a sponge in front of the pig's nose, and he goes right to sleep, and when he goes right to sleep, and when he comes to himself he says, Why, my ham's gone I' And by and by he says, Goodness 1' Somebody's sawed my leg off 1' and then he finds out that he's all nut up I" Chemnistr7 of a Tear. A. tear from the eye of a representative of the Caucasian races is found to be com- posed of water, salt, soda, phosphate of line, pheSpoate of soda and mucus. From the eye of an African the elements compos- ing the tear are found to he the sante as the above, with 'the single excep nog of the phos- phate of soda, and with the addition of a slight trace of ammonia. The Eskimo and the 8shing Finns seldom shed tears, but When they do chemists hay they are exceed- ingly slaty. The chemical elements in the Caucasian tear arrange themselves into partioles that look like fiall bones; those front a negron tear form a rucle cross, while the tame lore. eess of evaribratioil leaves the olienioale bit an Rskinitet tear in the shape of a bow. The faeterni boys wili now got a respite While he thrashes his wheat, PIVCITIONS4THOROUGHLY.REMOVES DANDRUFF MEE A.ND ORM DEAD, And Husband in Jaii on a Charge of Mau. slaughter: On Sunday evening last Frank Wilson, residing in the town of Newmarket, returned home and informed his neighbors that while crossing Little 131ack River in a boat with his wife and child the boat cap- sized and lam Wilson and the child wore drowned, and that he escaped with great difficulty. The family had been visiting friends near Jersey, and it was while on the return journey that the alleged accident oc- currtted. Ahe place where Wilson described the accident to have happened the stream is so narrow that it can be jumped morose with a pole. Wilson was alSO known to have been an expert swimmer. These facts aroused suspieion in the minds of Nome at the towns- people that Wilson had not nettle any strenuous efforts to save his wife and child, and when the woman's body was recovered and a, large bruise found thereon, the opin. ion grew that an inquest thould be held to enquire into the fade, inasmuch as the bruits° looked as if it might have been caused by a blow from an oer. Accordingly Dr. Cook, the coroner, subpoenaed a jury and an inquest was held yeatertiay near the scene of the drowning, Crown Attorney Dewed, of Toronto, attending on behalf of the prosecution. As a result of the inquest the jury returned a verdict of manslaughter aud Wilma was placed under arrest and brought to jail. The Elderly Gossip There is nothing so annoying to the gay but perfeutly innocent young girl as the handl and unjust criticism of SOMe elderly gossip who spends her time in retailing every incident of every summer flirtation, with embellishments of her own that you may be sure do not tend to lessen the spicy interest or pointed meaning she intends to convey. She is a, continual interrogation point. "Who is she'where does she live, which is her husband?" if the lady has several ad- mirers, are the comments of these elderly tabby cats, until they obtain enough material for a sensational chat that is as enjoyable to them as it is detrimental to the ones dis- cussed. They are usually passee and un- attractive, and, with the spirit of the dog in the manger, dislike to see others enjoy themselves, and, therefore, out of the sour- ness of their own orsh-apple dispositions, they attribute false motives to every action that they are not immediately concerned in, and unless the younger members of maside siniety cater to their whims they may just as well do all sorts of terrible things, for ahe is bound to charge such doing to their account whether they are innocent or guilty., The older the gossip the More dangerous she beoomes, for as she sees life and Ma, attraetions slipping from her grasp, watt true Spartan spirit she determines to make it as unpleasant as possible for those who have yet some joys left to live for. There is no restraint on her tongue, and with her knowing nods, suggestive remarks and evil disposition she blasts reputations as her own especial type of Summer pastime.—New York Recorder. Foot Cushions. "1 don't mind standing," said an ex- perienced housekeeper. "1 always have a cushion for my feet when I stand at the ironing bawd. It is made of a dozen thicknesses of old carpet lining, covered with drugget. The lining is cut in squares and very loosely tacked together with long stitches. The drugget is out of the required size, the edges are turned in and overhanded; then strong stitches are sewed throughabout every two inches over the surface of the cover. I have a little loop on two corners of the rug and hang it up by both loops. In this way it does not curl up and get out of shape, as it would if it were hung by one corner. I have another rug in front of my dish -washing table—indeed, there are a number of them around the house and when I have any work that requires ;tend- ing one of them invariably comes on to the floor under my feet. If housekeepers real- ized how much of their strength could be saved by a few of these simple devices, they would not fail to provide them." A Buntline Effort. About a year ago the Humane Society of Detroit placed a large number of little tubs about the streets of the city to be kept filled with water for dogs,and says that the good results are apparent. "Next summer," says an officer of the society, n we will have 150 of the tubs out. I have not heard of a single mad dog since we put the tubs in the streets, and I don't believe there would be any frothing animals running and snapping on the streets if the dogs had all the water they wanted. A great many people make a mistake about dogs in this particular. In the extreme hot weather doge eat very little, but they want lots of water and will go almost any dis- tance to get it. If everybody owning a dog would keep a pan of water in his back yard and renew it daily his dog would never go mad. Why, dogs come here for a, drink from every direction, and there are over a dozen of them that I call my regular custo- mers."—Detroit Free Press, Things Yon May Not Know. Spiders have eight eyes. Music type was invented in 1502. Fish are always sold alive in Japan. Silkworms are sold by the pound in China. The savings bank was invented by a clergyman. The ashes of burnt corks make (Inc black paint. lnbattle only one ball out of 85 takes effect. Sales by auction were foimerly held by candle light. A 10 -year-old Kansas girl went to a pont. ioal oonventnen and traded Wages for votes. Her father got the nomination, and the little girl is doing as well as can be expected. "Yes, I admit that heaven is a beautiful and happy place, but till I think it is the cause of a. good deal of misery on the earth." "How do you make that out 1" "Matches are made there." George Billing—Do you know, the physi. dans declare that kissing is apt to produce a dinned ealledInte forgotten the name, but—Maud Cooing—The—Never mind, George; I've been vaccinated A memorial medallion portrait of the late Dr. Arnold, of Rugby, it to be placed in Westminster Abbey "in the vacant arch Of the wall areading in the baptistry, u ext to that in Which is placed the butt of John Keble and in the itmeediate Vicinity of WordsWorth's seated statue,": nettPrelk FM11110 oak-fi 041.100 Oar Stop; filikg Keeps the Stsstp Olean, Makes hor toil aa PrOlitetetteto A TALE ON ALURBIAGE, Many Matches Certainly Fot of ileareles Malting. From it long course of observation the writer has actually become a sort of human interrogation point, with the question "why ?" ever on her lips and in her mind. i Why s it that there are so many ill-assorted marriages ? What is the cause and what the remedy? Men and women during courtship are of course on their beet be. homier, but what marvellous actors they must be to completely dimmable their real dispositions and tempers until marriage gives them full sway to let out at each other all the pent -'up dissimulation and reveal their real selves to the astonished gaze of the alter. Do we not see every day a gentle, even- tempered man allied to a, positive viraeo , who snaps his head off for nothing, worries and nags at him from morning until night, and reviles at her lot when another woman can see how much better she is treated than her own husband ever thinks ot doing to her? The shrew get the happy dispoei- tioned, gentle man who would worehip wife that was refined, lovely and winning ? How did it happen ? He saw her many nines before marriage, and perhaps may have been permitted to tee one or two ex- hibitions of temper, but the didn't let out until it was too late, and then he finds him- self tied to an uncongenial, scolding woman, when he fondly imagined he had married his ideal. On the other hand the man who deserves such a wife, the one who stays away from home days and nights, drinks, carouses and spends everything the poor women trim to save, will be blessed with an angel in die - guise, a patient, lovable, charming woman who could grace any position, yet whose lot, has been oast in with a no -account who will never lift her up, but slowly and surely drag her down to his own level, not neces- sarily to become of the same character, but broken down, unhappy and dispirited, in- stead of blossoming into fuller and richer grace and loveliness as the years go by through the influence of a life spent in the company of one whom she could respect and love rather than have to look down upon and despise. Now, how did such a mar- riage ever come about? She was young, perhaps, and he was handsome. She had an ideal and she thought he would fulfill it. Whatever it was, her illusions were rudely dispelled and nothing left but years of sorrow and heart hunger until the bond is broken and the tie severed forever. Now why couldn't such a man and woman as the two martyrs in these uncongenial marriages be permitted to live out their liVes-together ? What a veritable heaven • en earth it would be to both ! Yet far more- often is the alliance of pure and evil than 4 tWo eatures absolutely congenial. • And the remedy ? you ask. Ali! that is a questioa beyond this pen to solve. Bear and forbear, theyrysecl„to say, but when one party does ths ezitird set all by themselves, it is no Vetterthirkitt the two bears of matrimony had neteniebSten, men- tioned. The heart of each alonedpensta puzzle out the riddle for itself, and when- ' this is done perhaps there will be fewer un- - - congenial marriages.—Philadelphia Times. 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