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During that time they made 60,- 000,000 wavier, 12,000,000 ho'1ps, 1,000,000 heads, besides selling 4,000, 000 logs and 8,000 cords of wood and bolts, totalling nearly $500,000. OPEN AS DAY. It is given to every phyeiei*n, the formula c f Santt'e Emulsion being no secret : 1,u; nn successful imitation has ever been r.fforad to the publlo. Only years nt experience and study can p'roduoe the beat. --Messrs. Course.); Bros.,of Biddulph, and H. Stewart, of Liman, have en- tered their celebrated Clydesdale etal. lion Joe Anderson in the World s F, it competition in Chicago. - Consumption Cured. An old physician, retired from practice, having 10.. had planed in his hands by an Must India mission- ary the formals of simple vegetable remedy for the speedy and permanent mire of roue caption, Iirouobitls, Catarrh, Ac•.hm» and all threat and Lung Affections, also a positive and radiant ogre for Nervous i.,ODIlity and all Narver*& Complaints, after having tested its w.rn l.•rhnt omnitive powers in thousands of cases, has tet it his duty to make It known to blssederin.t fellows. Actuated by this motive aid a desire to relieve human suffering, I will semi free of char,,,, to all who doeira it, this recipe, in Darman, k'rouoh or English, with full directions for preparing and using. went by mail by addressing with stern ,, naming this pater. W.A..IOTes, 82U Petesrs' !leek, Rochester, V. Y, 650- y —Mr. James TilIt-y, of Mitchell, : died on Tuesday night, at the advanced age of 83 years. Mr. Tilley waw one of the early citizens of that town and served inauv years at its council table, when it was but a village. a$ well as after. it became a town. HH was mar- ried over sixty years ago, and Ilia wife, five sons and four daughters still survive bins. SPECIAL FOR OUR READERS. A liege, life-aiz, eugraviug (in natural colors) of the famous one thou+and dollar prize S. Berlraeti, ting nwned by the Pah fisher of fnit TORONTO TIMES, together with THE TIMES Calander for 1803 will be sent free (in m.ihng tube) upon reciept of your name and address and two three cent stamps to covereapeaee of mailing. if you desire it ssnd at unoe. Add rFaa— TIlE TORONTO TIDIES, O.goodby Building, 741-3; Toronto, (lat. —The death of Arthur and Patrick Murphy in h'ochester township on Fri day waa a striking coincidence. Both bad the same name, both died the satno day,, both belonged to the same town• ship, both 'belonged to the 'tame parish and both died from cancer on the left side of the face. Both were buried in the same cemetery on the same day, ADVrea TO MOTHER$. Are you disturbed at night and broken of ynnr rest by a nick child suffering and crying with pain of Cutting Teeth. If so trend at nuoo and get a bnttlt of ''Mrs Winslow's Soothing Syrup" for Children Teeth Ing. Its value is Innnlettiable. It will relieve thepoorlittle Fingerer itemediatefy, Depend upon it, mothers; there is no mistake about it. It euros Dyeentery and Diarrhoea rotulatoe the stomach and bowels, mores Wind Colic, mottoes the gums, redeem Inflammation and gives tone and energy to the wbolo system. "Airs Winelow's Soothing Syrup" for children teething Is pleasant to the taste and Is the preeeeriptinn of the oldest and best female physicians and nurses in the United States,and fit for male by all druggists throughout the world. Prion 25 Bents a bottle.' Bo sure and ask for "Mns. Wrval:ow's SnnTHteo senor," and tak 1 no other kind. BGliy —The annual tneetirlg of the Biddulph District L. 0. L. was held at Crediton on Tuesday. Full ante ance. All the old officers were re,eleotr:d excepting the District Lecturers, and Brothers Dew and Wilson were elected to this office. John Nell has been a worthy Master of the District foe. many years and his re-election is a new pledge of confidence not misplaced by his breth- ren. 11 ______ P FOR MEN PAY NO MORE MONEY TO QUACKS. A sufcree from Errors of Youth, Nervous Debility and Last Vigor, was restored to health in such a remarkable manner, after nil else had failed that he will send the meant of cure FREE to all (chow std. fevers. Address, with stamp, MR. EDWARD MARTIN, (TEACHER) COX 143, DETROIT, MICH. iOT6"TEMIRI':S:ifl'tii$"w'+4':"eh7,' +k .'.',Law"Ii,S3TGSET1Fe'P.'w USS.M. The Childhood of the heart, Oh, the retry da -vs ot,childhc•od, flow blissful)) aney sped, When not a ulnen had vanished, and not a wonder fled : The your was full of promise then. The Longue wan full of prtlee,— Bi t 1 think the cup is sweeter now 1 Than tea the childish days. oft, the laughing world of childhood, Of ignorance and ease ! The lightest touch could quicken, And the least pleasure please ; Yet the upward pai.hn are dearer, Witl, all the thorns they bear, Than a garden of a hundred Mowers When Ignorance Is there ! Oh, the beating heart of uhlldhood- 1'hat little heart of snow, That doubt has never entered, Nor sorrow has brought late ! Trust nee. not all the rapture Its eager life ca, open Can shadow forth the perfect love That warms the breast u1 man. —Dora ltead'Coodale in ilarper's Weekly BIFI"S ELOPEMENT. When Young Mr. Carsmith, to whom the boyish soubriquet of "Hill," for Blatchford, clung with embarrassing tenacity, began paying his addresses to Miss Uharlotte \Vade, daughter of Joseph trade, the con- tractor and builder, everybody, with but one exception, pronnuueef them well matched, for Miss Charlotte, though an amiable and meritorious young lady, was as much an enigma and as hopelessly giddy as her lover. "Darling," said Biff one moonlight night as he gazed hard at the boor of the porch fantastically decorated with grape -vine shadows, "I can't understand your father. You are afraid to speak to hits of our mar. riage, and I'm sure if I'd ask hint he'd thunder 'No 1' and then knock me down. What do you say to running off?" "And getting :tarried ?" "Surd 1" "Oh, that world be ever so nice!" ex- claimed the rattan:tic miss, overjoyed at the prospect of an affair exactly suited to her disposition. "But you don't mean to- night, Lilly''" "No, hardly so soon, sweetness. Sup- pose wo say a week from next 'Thursday :" "Thursday would be agreeable to ane, Bitty, dear, but 'Tuesday is lodge night with papa, you know, and 1 was thiuk- ing"-- "Why, certainly," assented the blissful youth ; "we'll make it a week from 'Tues- day night. The old gentleman gets in late, tired out, and hh'li sleep like a brick, and I'll have a horse and buggy here at— let me see—yes, at 1 o'clock to take you away. You will have. your things all packed, and—and—who shall we get to marry us':" "I'll never consent to having anything but a minister," said Charlotte. "What's the matter with a justice of the peace ?" queried Biflroguis}Ily. "Oh, I just won't have hint," ejaculated his companion, bringing her loot forcibly down on a weak, struggling moonbeam. "The idea of being married by u—" "\\'ell, then, thet's settled," said Riff, with ready acquiescence. "But will it. be safe to try any of the ministers here in town ?" "I'in afraid not," said Charlotte musing- ly. "Suppose we have Mr. Oliphant per- form the ceremony at Adrian. It is only twenty-one miles from here." "A great idea 1" cried Biff ,rapturously. "Splendid scheme 1 Oliphant is just the man—kind hearted, knows us well and will do the right thing by us. Oh, Char- lotte, you're an angel 1" So, with a few minor matters discussed and settled, the 'elopument—the bona fide elopement, with ladder, midnight ride and all—was on, and Mr. Wade, unsuspecting old nnan, would soon be bound to congratu- late thein or—whistle. Meeting his friend, Charles Strong, on the street shortly after- ward, Bitf, in strict confidence, opened his heart to him. Charlie had another friend, "and his friend had a friend." Sunday night preceding the fated Tues- day came round and found :the foyers to- gether with something to talk about. "Darling." inquired Charlotte, in tender- est accents and with that sweet, restful confidence one is apt to repose in the judg- ment of their future husband, "shall I try to puck all my things in a valise ?" "If it can be done, certainly," Biff an- wered firmly, as a man with, an apprecia- tion of the force of a great responsibility should do ; "carrying a trunk is out of the question." "We must try and remember to get our license," continued Charlotte. "I've attended to that. To -morrow at 10 o'clock it will be ready." "Perhaps, dear, it would better be left with me for safe keeping. It may get lost, you know," "That's a fact. I'm liable to leave it in the wrung coat pocket at home. Meet me at the postoffce to -morrow, and I'll hand you the paper," said Bill' as he arose to de- part. With fond embraces and mutual pledges they separated. It was a long, long wait till midnight on Tuesday, but that hour got round at last, and soon thereafter carne the audacious youth in a trim lively rig. stopping and hitching his horse to the branch of an old locust tree at the end of the lane. The darkness was about right and the weather perfeet. Satisfying him- self that all was quiet and everything as it should be for the execution of his project, bravely Biff strode toward a clump of tall evergreens, within the gloom of which re- posed the peaceful home of Joseph Wade, contractor and builder. Beneath the shadow of a stately pine the young man paused, for he had twenty min- utes to spare. Standing there in the dark and all alone Biff reinstates. Ile wonders if it is right to take this girl away from her parents, leaving them utterly disconsolate, and with no alternative but to quietly sub- mit to the inevitable. He intends to try and make Charlotte happy, in hopes that she may never repent the step about to be taken, but is that a sufficient recompense for parental grief? Here is a great moral question: but the abstruce nature of the proposition proving too much for Biff he gives it up. As the appointed hour approached our hero, with conscientious scruples safely put away, sallied forth from his place of oon- ceulment. Going in the direction of the car- riage house, where the ladder customarily was kept, quite unexpectedly that conveni- ent auxiliary in such enterprise was found leaning against the side of the house only a short distance from Charlotte's window. "Hello," said Bill to himself, quietly lifting the ladder and placing it beneath the window of his sweetheart's room, "luck is with mo or this thing wouldn't have been placed so close at hand. Now for the signal." Three sharp taps on the brick pavement brought to view a shadowy form in the opening above. Hastily Biff scaled the ladder, but upon reaching the casement instead of his girl a bundle confronted him, "Is that you, Charlotte?" was the anxious inquiry. "Yes." "What's this?" in a stage wh▪ isper. "My shawl, darling." "All right. Come on, Can you *limb out ?" "Not just yet. Here, take this tbo." f "Don't ask me. It's clothing. Wouldn't it be best to take these down and then re - tura?" • Perhaps it would," Biff auswcred as cautiotiely started to climb down age The buudle deposited on the ground he ro- turned for his treasure. "Hero, lovey " again carne the swe girl's vette, "take the valise. 1t's heav Can you curry it -without falling ?" "I 1/01/0 So. There isn't anything more to go r "Only this one." as another formidable package appeared, "but it isn't very hinlayCan you take both ?" "Gracious ! Charlotte, what's that!" "The lunch, darling." "Yes," answered Biff bravely, thou with some huskiness in his vuiue. "1 gut 1 can manage them." It is unnecessary to give it minute d cr'iptiou of how Charlotte contrived to throw'* the window and ou the ladder; hots' Jeff proposed to lift her out, and she, refusing his assistance, said she would do better alone; or how, when almost to the ground, a sudden fright seized her and the gallant lover had to. take the little tree. i ' ur in his arras, whereupon, his foot slip. ping, both fell, and the ladder was kuocked over, making a racket as it struck the porch. Barring these trit•atitios our friend* succeeded in effecting u silent departure. Once safely in the buggy and driving to- ward Adrian, their prospects briguten. Dilibreitly, though perforce with caution, the lovers follow the strange road and au Beed in covering more than kali the d' Lance before daybreak. At dawn t horses' pace is quickened, and the journ becomes a joyous one. Presently the vas ern sky is filled with mantling cloud above which the glowing sun emerge while in unison with the beatings of the blithesome hearts song birds make t woods resound with merry greetings their drowsy suites. Life to the lovers is jocund festival, existence tiewleee, t Uharlotte, whose eyes are continually sea Hing that portion of the road already tn., eracd, abruptly cries out : "Look, darling ! Isn't that a horse a buggy ? Her companion, throwing a glance bac ward, reluctantly acknowledged that t black object at the brow of the hill born a unpleasant resemblance to the combinati mentioned. "Oh, if it should be papa caning aft us !" exclaimed the girl, greatly alarmed, "Now, don't worry about your fettle He's snoring away at home all rizht, an besides, if it proves to be him, Ire can catch us, for this is a fast nag," said B consolingly, as he reached after the whi Giving his horse a smart cut, the latt plunges ahead, wheels are set to apinnin •int` clouds of dust roll up behind. Cha tette meanwhile is keeping tab on th movement of their supposed pursuer. Tim lengthens, minutes become hours, when on travels rapidly. "Is bit y;et in sight, Charlotte ?" "Yea, indeed," cried the girl, elaspin her hands, "and the buggy is gaining on u I just know it's papa, 1t be overtakes u oh, what shall we do ?" "We will reach Adrian first, and wife your father arrives hell not know where t look for us, By the time we arediscovere it will be everlastingly too late. Get alon there!" Crack goes the whip again, and aw they speed, past lanes and crossroads through the valleys and over the swellin hills. Early farmhands . and milkmaid open wide their eyes in amazement, specu lating on the sight, nor is their astonish anent lessened when shortly afterward second carriage dashes by in hot pursuit o the first one. Our lovers are approaching Adrie.n. Al ready brick walls and church spires appea to view. Foaming and covered with per apiration the little nag in front of the falters not, but nobly presses forward. Th truants have corse to know beyond perad. venture that an irate father is after them. 'There is no mistaking his turnout or the determined way in which she holds to the chase. The town at last ! Over the gravelly streets the carriage containing our youth- ful friend noisily clatters, while Mr. Wade and his white faced Bess are yet struggling with turnpike dust. Mr. Oliphant, the minister, is at breakfast when somebody gives the doorbell a violent wrench. Has- tening to admit his callers, he finds Biffand Charlotte, who hurriedly make known their mission. The reverend gentleman, though suspecting an elopement, discover no reason why the coople'n wishes should not be gratified. Addressing the young man, Mr. Oliphant asked for their license to wed. "Oh, we have the documents all right," said Biff laughingly. "Charlotte, where is the paper ?" `The girl is already searching for it in her handbag, but without show of success. What has she done with it? Tremulously again and again the small gloved hand is thrust into the mysterious deep of that satchel. "Can it be possible?" she thought "No 1 yes ! Ah, at last I have—but no— psltaw, only a paper of pins 1" Becoming impatient at the delay, Biff turns and finds his darling in tears. "Oh, hilly, dearest, please forgive me," sobbed Charlotte, "but I'm afraid 1 have— don't scold me—left the—paper at home on the--the—bureau !" "What ! do you mean to say you haven't the license ?" "Yes, darling, I do ; I've loft it at home," wailed the gg{{rl, wringing her hands, "and I djust wwadiI was dead, that's what I "Gracious, Charlotte, this is something terrible," cried Bill' despairingly as he sank into the nearest chair, with arms falling limp, and a sickly pallor overspreading }lis countenance. Springing to his aide, Charlotte threw both arms about her lover's neck. Next moment the hall doors were rudely flung open, and with long strides and face a -glow Mr. Joseph Wade, contractor and builder, enters and grasps his friend Oli- phant by the hand. Puffing and gasping for breath, he speaks : "Is my daughter here—with that—young scapegoat—Biff Carsmith ?" "Yes. the), are here," answered the preacher. "If you wish to sec them step this way!" "I reckon I do—want to—see them," said Mr. Wade still striving to regain his breath, as they entered the room where Bur and Charlotte, clinging to each other like two thistle burrs, were seated on the sofa. "Ah—you scoundrel—wanted to run off —with my daughter—did you?" Biff struggled to arise, for Wade was precisely the spark required to ignite his keg of gunpowder, He was mad all over and felt as if it was a good time to give the old man a tongue lashing, But Charlotte, dutiful girl, placed her hand over hie rnouth and held him back. "Well, It's all -.right when young people want to get married," continued old Joe, regaining his breath and chuckling with fiendish glee as he glanced toward Mr. Oli- phant, "but when they undertake anything they ought to attend strictly to the busi- ness. I ain't no architect, but when I lay out my plans they go. Last night these gidd3 heads ran away in snoh a blamed hurry that Charlotte forgot to take their he in. et y• y. gh se marriage lieenifo, so I ditched up and brought It to idea*, thiu4iug maybe it mould come nt handy. I tried to overtake the reseals on the read, but to s:.vo nay' fife I couldn'twee!. ted up with tl eat. Now let the meeting proceed, anti wh� a its through with I mote that we adjourn to the liUtrest restam'ttut and get something 10 vitt. '1'tuw's the ,way 1 feel!''--rletyal 11. Alialisunin Chicago Inter-Oeeau. LAST INTERVIEW WITH EMERSON. When the Intellect of the Great Man Had Left its Owner. I told Miss Alcott that I regretted my inability to meet .1r. Einersou. "He sees scarcely •any one now," she replidd ; "but let us walk to the house, and, perhitps, you es- can catch a glimpse of him, even if you Can - go not speak to him." We shortly reached of M r. Enrurson's house. Mies Emerson greeted us at the door, and welcomed ate with true New Englund hospitality as I was introduced to tier. by bliss Alcott as her "young friend," Mille Emerson took us into the comfort- able little parlor, and 1 felt as if I had been conducted in a room filled with the associa. Lions of the choicest spirits of American lettere. After a brief conversation MissAlcott told Miss 13tnoreou of my desire to ureet her father. "He meets no one," silo said, turning to me ; •'but 1 will go and see hitt." She had 0- gone but u moment, when Mise Alcott also tar excused herself, saying : "You shall see ho Mr. Emerson if it is at all possible." A few minutes passed, and the ladies re.turu t i. Miss Alcott had a smile upon her face, and 1 knew elle had succeeded for an audience. "Your wish is to be realized," she said, simply, and beckouitrg ate, 1 fol- lowed my iuteresting ,aide. 'Through two rooms we went, when I found thyself in Emerson's library. There, at his desk, his face turned to. ward the fire as in deep ntcditatiou, sat the than whom I had so many times fondly hoped to sleet. I was again introduced by Mies Alcott. Emerson rose with a quiet dignity in his manner, and extended his (rand. Motioning me to a chair, I sat d^',vn, and was about to begin a conversation, when he rose, walked to the window, and stood silently looking out as if no one was in the rootn. I Iooked at Miss Alcott, who put her finger to her mouth indicating that 1 was to be silent. Not a word was spoken for an uncomfortably long time. Presently he left the window, resumed his chair, 1 Coking intently at the fire, still ignoring the presence of either of us. "Have you read this new work of Rnskin's yet ?" broke upon the stillness as Miss Alcott asked the question of Emerson. Slowly the great master of English turned in his chair, and asked with great delibera- tion : "Did you speak to mo, madam?" I was dumfounded, and in au instant I realized the reason of his seclusion from the world. He did not know his friends, not even Louisa Alcott ! The sense of recog- nition had left, him ! After a moment 1 inquired of Emerson if he would write his name in my album. "My mine?" He asked. "Yes," 1 replied, "I should esteem it highly." \Write it on that piece of paper. I will copy it." r taking the paper, I wrote on it "Ralph Waldo Emerson, Concord, November, 23, 1881." Carefully scrutinizing what 1 had written, he took my album and copied the words, letter by letter. So far had the great intellect left its owner that he could nut recall hiaown name, and not even could he correctly spell the name of the town which be so closely- associated with his fame amid work, for in my book still appears the signature with the word underneath, "Conocord," in a trembling hand.—Boston Advertiser. ey 1- s, s, it he to il1 n - v. nd k- he n on er r. '1 itf er gI e ! o f s. s, n l gl ay a a f r In e FRIED GRASSHOPPERS. A Gaatronomlc Dainty Tnat Every Kan- san Can Indulge in. "Ever eat any grasshoppers?" asked John Henry Blake of the Gastronomic Club in session at the )Lindell. "You never did? Then you don't know what luxury is. Talk about your fricaseed frogs, pate de foie Bras, and all the rest o' your high falutin' french fixin's ! They just ain't in it at all with a big fat Kansas hopper, done brown in fresh country butter. I was travelling s from St. Joe to Wichita when the hoppers swooped down on Kansas like a horde of hungry office -holders on a President-elect. When they finished feeding and bobbed up on the barbed-wire fences to pick their teeth and talk it over, the country looked like the burned district in Chicago after the big fire. 1 had a new green wagon, with red wheels, and the hoppers ate every bit of paint off it and gnawed the woodwork. Whey ate all the blacking off my harness, the tails off my horses, and I had to keep my Clog under a tarpaulin to prevent them devouring him raw. "You never saw such appetites. They got into my commissary departmentant and made away with everythit but a atone jar of butter I had bought St. Joe. I didn't have a cent, and it as two days' drive to Wichita. Couldn't live on butter, you know, so I concluded to play for even. I built a fire, put my skillet over it and dropped in half a pound of the dyspepsia provoker. It was soon frying and sizzing away at a great rate, and the hoppers were hopping into it, sixty a second. I let 'em fry about a minute, then I removed 'em and sat down to give my stomach a sur. prise party. Well, sir, the hind logs were the fittest meat I ever ate. They had an excellent game flavor and tasted like noun. tain brook trout. I fared annrptuously atter that, and found the journey far too short, I had always been sorry for John, whose diet was locusts and wild honey, but I tell you John knew his business. If a locust is anything like a Kansas hopper, the original pathfinder had no kick com- ing."—St. Louis Globe -Democrat. Tho Caro of Odds and Ends. There are few things that are more neg- lected or that cause more annoyance than the hits and scraps of cloth that accumulate about a house, says a writer in the New York Ledger. Those that are valuable are often allowed to go to waste through care• leseness, or else aro premitted to becalm occasions of annoyance by reason of gather- ing moths or dust, and from the littering up of the rooms in which they are stored. The best -plan is to provide large bags for all pieces and patches ; cotton, silk, and woollen bag apackage of camphor may keep away moths, unless the parcels become too thoroughly inhabited by them. The fool- ishness of throwing away all that is not of immediate use *teed not be commented on ; it should be self-evident. Coconnnt Pudding. A it�ae.erter of a pound of sugar, a gaarter of aptttd6d of cocoanut, three ounces of butter, the w ites of six eggs, half a gins of wine and brandy mixed, one teaspoonful ot rose water. Beat the butter and sugar smooth, whisk the eggs and add to it, then stir iu the grated nut and liquor. Cove your re plates with rich crust, fill them with tits mixture and bake in a moderate oven CLEAhiCIRf:GS iN-HANDLiNCG MILK. The Cow Should Be Thoroughly Cltauaad and nu Should the )biker's IDtuds. There is eft importantlessou in the results obtained byfthu nee of the separut:,r, it net - chino that by uentl•ifugal forou, aid me• chanival devices, eepartitee the create from the milk. The lesson uotuee from the elfin - Illation of another eleinent than thu cream, the impueitius, many of which would not be detected by the eye, though ahuwu to be in such quantities, even is milk Chet it supposed to have been carefully handled, ms 10 crake one wish not to think of thein US incorporated in butter. These impar• Wes are varied in character, ranging from earth, to the dry, dead akin that is re- moved from the udder by the process of milking. A Large percentage of foreign matter gets into the milk before it is removed from the stable. The milker sits down and after making two or three passes across the critter with his hand to brush off any 1uus" tui t that may be clinging to it, begins mi king, quite unconscious, it would sees*, of the very untidy condition of thiuga. If the milker would let a ray of sunlight fall upon the space between his hands and the pail, iie would be somewhat surprised and ulorti• •tie4 tit the thick shower ot small impurities that wenld be seen constantly settling down into flu milk -pail. A thorough pruput•at- t.iuu ahuulti be made before mtlkiug. In the first place the floor upon which the cows stand should be thoroughly swept ,town in- to the gutter every day. Thu cows should be carefully carded and brushed every day when standing in the stable. This is not so important when they are in the pasture, but even then it pays. Before beginning to milk, a thorough cleaning of the sides, udder.and under por. tion of each animal should be given. For this purpose a broom is exceedingly Conveni• eut. The cow's sides can be easily swept down with this, then, taking the flat side of the broom, is thorough rubbing can be given the udder and belly. With a piece of cloth the udder and teats can be careful- ly wiped—the whole operation not occupy- ing more than a minute for each cow. It is best to ciet:n the whole iteral with the broom first, then follow with the cloth. 11y this time the dust will have settled to a considerable extent, and the work can pro- ceed rapidly and neatly. It is presupposed that the milker'a hands and pails are perfectly clean. There are still other chances for milk to become con- taminated. It requires very careful wash• ing, scalding, and airing to keep the pane sweet. The simple pouring in, and out again, of boiling water is not enough. They should be kept in boiling water for ten minutes at least ---then thoroughly dried and covere'l, Milk ret in open pans often receives dust and impurities from the sur- rounding atmosphere and the ceiling. The milk -room should be thoroughly cleated and whitewashed, and its windows coverer', with fine netting, Anothersout•ce of trouble is the contain. ination by odors. Milk and butter are peculiarly receptive of odors, and all, evurc:s of the -e s':ould be removed. It assuredly requires censtesit care and effort to make dairy productions first-class, but their increased value pays richly for all 1110 extra trouble, while in the matter of cleaniinese, whether there be increased value or not, pride in one's work and a sense of duty toward ones customers, ought to induce one to keep things sweet an d pure. HOW THEY RIDE IN AUSTRALIA. Eighty Mlles on Horseback nt One Stretch au Ordinary Feat. In Australia, where population is sparse and distances are great, some remarkable feats of endurance in horse -riding are credited to the mounted police—feats more remarkable in some instances, taking into, account all the circumstances, than those accomplished by the winners its the military ride between Vienna and Berlin. • Trooper Power in February, 1880, undertook an arduous journey across most inhospitable country in pursuit of a horse.stealer named John Smith. This zealous officer travelled 766 miles in twenty-six days without changing horses. Fur one stage of eighty miles he was wholly with- out water, and the country was in such a bad state for 131) miles that his two horses had nothing to eat. His powers of endurance may be judged from the state. stent that he did thirty miles a day on worn-out horses, along long dry stages and with bud '11 ter or no water at all to drink. Trooper Willshire on another oca'ision rode eighty-five miles in twenty hours on one horse. This was May 28, 1887, two days after the natives had "stuck up" Eriduna Station. This Baine man travelled 300 miles in four days when he heard that a comrade named Shirley had died of thirst. He did not have macadamized roads and plenty of fresh ,water, like the German officers, but he had a broiling sun to endure, sand hills to climb, "mulga" scrub to penetrate, and was sometimes com- pelled to take dead animals out of native wells before he could use the water.—Lou- don Daily News. A Modern Malady. To be without an impulse or desire, A heap of furs with no spark of lire; Tn he rt,prey to modish melancholy, Without the force for any other folly; To watch the movements of the universe, And to believe it moves from had to worse. Blind tendency the master of the whole, And man without a purpose or a soul; To see the good and evil, foul and fair, And not to take a side and not to care, nut live contented in a calm despair. Not live! exist; with power and passion fled, A lean heart nourishing a thinking head. f, musing on these matters, walked apart, To he at peace and eetunnne with my heart. • Ah ! if the geelt were gracious to us, then Ionic new Prometheus would be granteri men, And, as 1 mused, 1 thought one spoke with mo: "I brought the fire front 1leaven," he said, "Int aye Your eyes aro holden that ye cannot see." The Spectator. Bridesmaids Bunting for nridegroom. The Scotsman reports a curious case of a bridegroom crazed by bliss. A policeman at Portobello on going his rounds very early one morning discovered is young man on the roof of a low building, and, naturally be- lieving him to be a burglar, seized him. He was surprised on seeing that he was evi- dently in his beat clothes, and still noire so when on searching for burglar's tools he found only a piece of hridacake. The cap- tive offering no explanation the officer was puzzled. Suddenly a party of young wo. men—a bride and bridesmaids—apprnachecl in an excited state ; they were evidently searchhig for some valuable which had been lost. On catching sight of the culprit thorn was a shout 'of 'Why, hero he is 1" The poor bride seemed greatly moved. During the marriage festivities he had for some un- explained reason slipped away from the scene, and his friends had divided inti par- ties searching high and low for the run- away. They were naturally greatly aston- ished that he had preferred a cold roof in winter time to the society of his charming bride. Without: any more fuss they took poaaeasion of the fugitive from metri rnnny, who looked somewhat depressed. and bore . Trim away in triumph. 1 AN OPPOSITE SIMILARITY. , Dudleigh Smith—Ah ! there is another young lady waving her pocket -handker- chief at me. They eawn't resist me, you know. 2—.1N OrPosITT Si57JL.1RITY, .1 Bridget Maloney—Will yez moind the consnm tive dude across the sthrate a•thryid' to attract Ole attintion ? Shure, a reschpetable gurl ca:t't dello windys wid- out bein' insulted, NOT TO BE FOOLED. ' Slow Mr, Vanderbilt Got Ahead of tad Jeweller. A good story is told of one of the Van. derbilts. While abroad recently he leas visited by a rich Berlin jeweler, who, with- out waiting the usual formalities incident, to gaining an audience, marched in on Mr. Vanderbilt unannounced, The intruder was an elderly man with an intelligent face, and attired in faultless evening dress, the fashion prescribed ))y Europeon etiquette for visits to potentates', ambassadors and other high dignitaries irrespective of the hour or season. Mr. Vanderbilt was surprised, but »e$ overwhelmed, by the jeweller's evident at-, tempt at Continential complaisance. He listened to his tale of the "greatest ruby on earth," which the dealer was willing to dia.. pose of at a sacrifice, with a courteous air,' and then offered him one-tenth of the price demanded. "1 have five stones of exactly the sante dimensions ami coloring," said he, "and I' am willing to eotnplete the half dozen ata fair figure. You may send me your answer within two hours. (food morning." The answer arrived eighty minutes before the prescribed time had elapsed. It was in the affirmative. Low Voice Shows Refinement. Man inherited from his immediate ances- tors, the apes and monkeys, a voice of con- siderable altitude, in which the lower tones were almost unknown. The monkeys chat*. tered to their fellows from tree to tree in shrill head tones, the natural vocal expres- sion of a weak and titnid race, in whose physical formation the head had begun to bold an important place. The upper notes of the register were characteristic of the first *nen, as they still are of savage tribes and peoples, and of the half -civilized mem- bers of modern society, whose voices have never been subjected to discipline. The voices of country people accustomed to magnificent distances and conversation at long range are, if not keyed higher, oftener used in the upper ranges than those, of city people who feel obliged by the neces- sities of good breeding to moderate their tortes. When a man is self-contained he uses the .middle and lower tones of his voice ; when angry the voice mounts grad-' tally to the head. If the gentler sex would oftener bear in mind the eulogies of Shakes- peare and Scott of that voice gentle and low, which is an excellent thing in women, they would more rarely have occasion to wonder why they have ceased to be attrac- tive. The music of the Chinese, Japanese and of all wild tribes is keyed high and sung. usually iu falsetto, the lower notes being obtained by drums, tomtoms, or some other instruments of the kind. Although their songs are far front agreeable to the ear, they still think they sing,—Nast's Weekly. A Grand 014 Woman. Sir Andrew Clark has often been heard to say that Mrs. Gladstone is quite as much entitled to the name of the Grand Old Woman as her evergreen husband is to that of the Grand Old Man. On January 12 last Mrs. Gladatone's 80th birthday came round, and she passed the morning writing letters to her friends in England, a task which she accomplished without wearing glasses of any kind as aids to her eight. In fact she has never yet known what it is to need spectacles and her eyes are as bright as those of a young woman. Every morning passed by Mr. and Mrs. Gladstone at Hawa'den sees them both at church, nearly three-quarters of a mile away from the castle, in the early morning. Be the weather what it may, the Prime Minister invariably walks to church and back, taking pleasure in this matutinal ex- ercise when the snow is falling heavily. Mrs. Gladstone goes thither and back in her little pony carriage, which she drives herself. It is said that Mrs. Gladstone does not know what it is to have a head- ache or to stiffer from cold foot. The Other Side of the Question. "What afternoon would you like to have out?" inquired the woman who was trying to employ -a servant young lady. ''Oi beg pardon, mom," was the response, "butwhat afternoon would yez ixpect mo to stay in ?" —Washington Star.