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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron News-Record, 1894-02-21, Page 2INFLUENZA, Or La Grippe, though occasionally epi- demic, is always more or less prevalent. The best remedy for this complaint is Ayers Cherry Pectoral. "Last Spring, I was taken down with La Grippe. At times I was completely pros- trated, and so difficult was my breathing that my breast seemed as if confined In an iron cage. I procured a bottle of Ayer'e Cherry Pectoral, and no sooner had I began taking tt than relief followed. I could not be - lien that the effect would be so rapid and the cure so complete. It is truly a wonderful reed- leine,"--W. H. WILLIAMS, Crook City, L. 't. AYER'S Cherry Pectoral Prompt to act, snare to cure rhe Huron News -Record $1.60 a Year—$1.25 in Advance Wednesday, Feb. 21st, 1894 THE HURON NEWS -RECORD. Live Local and Family Weekly Journal, Issued Wedesday Mornings. OFFICE —Brick Block, Albert Street North, Clinton, Ont. Teams. —$L50 a year :25 in advance. 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Farms, houses or town property, for sale or to rent, stray stock or similar advertisements not exceeding eight lines, $1 for first month and 50 cents for each ()flowing womb, Local notices 10c a line for each nsertion. Advertisements without definite instructions in- variably inserted until fortsid and charged accord- ingly. Transient advertisements in all cases to be paid in advance. All contract changes must be received at the offle not later than SATURDAY NOON every week. A.M. TODD, Publisher. • Weery9ofr 'or Tem Jes' ...weer* for you, Ali the time a-feelin bite; ' Wietun for you—wondet'in when You'll be comin ItoiRe pgen, Restless, don't know what to do— Jes' a-weeryin for you! Room's so lonesome with your chair Empty by the fireplace there ; Jets can't stand the sight of it ! Co outdoors en roma a bit, But the woods is lonesome, too— Joe e.Weary'in for you I Comes the wind, with soft caress, Like the mann of your dress; Blossoms fallin to the greund, Softly, like your footstep sound; Violets like your eyes so blue— Jes' a-wearyin let you! Mornin comes ; the birds awake; Use to sing so for your sake! But there's sadness In the notes That come thriilln through from throats; Seem to feel your absence, too— Jes' at wearyin for you! Beard')comes ; I miss you more When the dark gloom in the door; Seems fes' like you orter be There to open It for mei Latch goes tinklin, thrills me through— Sete me wearyin for you! —Frank L. Statites A COUNTRY LASS. "Farmer Raymond came over this ..horning and wanted to know if we could spare some milk. He has taken summer boarders, and I guess we can, don't you, father ?" said Marion Vance, us she handed the dinner pail to him and pushed back her sun -bonnet. "I allow we can, but did he say who the critters were ?" answered her father in a solemn Yankee twang. "Cousins of his—a lady and her son from the city. But, father, they may have the milk ?" "Why, bless your heart, yes I Al- though your old dad don't think much of city folk or city ways. Now, hurry home and don't work too hard over them flowers. If they won't grow they won't, and you jest rest a bit. You know since your mother died you are all I have," His voice broke and Marion hurried on through the dusty road instead of the cool shade of the woods. A strange thing to do on a hot summer's day, but the road went by Farmer Ray- mond's house, acid curiosity was upper- most in her mind. Yes, the old red wagon was at the door and in it were two of the handsomest trunks she had ever seen. Surely they had arrived, and she hurried by for fear of being seen in her rough apron and sun -bonnet. Dear little heart, if she had only known that her eyes were as blue as the skies above, her cheeks mind lips as red as the ripe strawberries beneath, and her halo of reddish -brown hair just the color to set off her peculiar beauty—but she did not and therein was her chief charm. About 8 o'clock next morning Marion, pail in hand, ascended the side porch of Farmer Raymond's house, and was about to knock when a voice from the inclo- sure of the ivy vines said : 'Mrs. Raymond is out, but if you will set the pail down I will tell her when she returns. It is the milk, I suppose ?" She was about to answer this quiet, gentle voice, when the door opened and a vision of loveliness appeared upon the scene. Mrs. Vivian Wilber was a wo- man of about 50, but she did not look so old, because her complexion was as fresh and bright as a young girl's. Her dark hair, slightly tinged with gray, was drawn back from her forehead and coil- ed about her shapely head. The white wrapper. with its many bows of laven- der ribbon, was exceedingly becoming, to say the least, and Marion thought never su her life had she seen such a lovely woman. "All, it is the milk," she said, taking the pail from Marion, "but where is my boy ?" A light of a great tenderness broke over her face, making her even more beautiful. "Here 1 am—on the other side of the porch—and a very hungry boy I arn, too," came again that quiet voice, with just a tinge or impatience in it now. "Well, you shall have your breakfast, now the milk has'come," the mother an- swered him, and then, with her hand on Marion's, she said to her : "You are tired, my dear ; rest awhile. Go and talk to Horace," And Marion could not refuse her, so she went. She expected to find' a boy instead of a man, and a very handsome one Hor- ace was, too, although he was pale and thin, showing plainly the effects of sane severe illness. "You see, I could not come to you," lie said as he moved uneasily in his in- valid chair. She raised her eyes and then dropped teem but said nothing. There are faces which leave lasting impres- sions on the mind at first sight and Hor- ace Wilber's was one of them—contrast- ed with the uncouth farmer lads he seemed to Marion a prince,and she wor- shipped hint from that time on. " I have been told how kind you were to provide milk for me. Indeed, I thane: you," he continued. Still she sat and only gazed at the hollyhocks in the gar- den eyond. Determined to see her face he said at length in a very decided tone: "If you take off your bonnet you will feel much cooler," Frightened at his tone she took it off and flushed crimson at his steady gaze. Something in her face seemed to satisfy him, for he sunk back among the cush- ions and talked no more. When Mrs. Wilber returned she found them sitting in silence and stealing glances of rapt admiration at each other, Marion said good morning iu her quaint way and left mother and am together. That summer passed as a happy dream until the sudden death of Marion's father occurred. Then it was that tee sympathy of Ml's. Wilber and her sou seemed to the girl so dear, and Mrs. Raymond, too, with her large motherly heart, was very kind. She picked up Marion's clothes and carried her to her own home. It was not a wise thing to to do, for the young people were thrown constantly together and it was then they realized how much they loved each other. One morning Mrs. Wilber entered the dining -room with an open letter in her hand and said to her son, who was talk- ing to Marion : "Miss Wallace is passing through here and as she has some little time to wait for her other train, she thought it would be pleasant to spend it with us. You will meet her ne'the depot at 2." "Certainly," he answered, in not his usual tone, and jealousy fierce and strong rose up in Marion's heart. Life seemed changed to her from that hour. Over to the old home she went after the noonday meal, but there was no kind father to help her, fight her battles. She seemed alone in the world, quite apart from all the others, and with a heavy heart she returned. The fair Miss Wal- lace had arrived, for merry laughter could be beard from the porch. Marion could not meet them, so she hurriedly walked into the garden, "but not before the sharp eyes of Horace Wilber had For Over Fifty Years. MRs, WINSLOW'S SOOTHING SYRUP has been used by millions of mothers for their children while teething if disturbed at night and broken of our rest by y sick child suffering and crying with pain of Cutting Teeth send at once and get a bottle of "Mrs. Win- elow'e Soothing Syrup" for Children Teethiing. i will relieve the poor little sufferer immedately. 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W. A. Noyes,820 Powers' Block, Rochester, N.Y. 659- 9 John Ritchie, an old settler of Wing - ham, died on Saturday week and was buried on Monday, The Freemasons took charge of the funeral, and a large crowd followed the remains to the Wingham cemetery. s sewn her, liiNtpy lie followed idler, and Marion, not sill appear rude, waited Or hint at the gate, "You wanted to esvttppe, hitt I slave caught you," he said, taktpg ane of her. • bands In his own. "I afn going to lead you back captive. fur I havebean telling Nellie, Miss Wallace, what a charming nurse I have had and she wants to see you." "He loves her," thought Marion, but she suffered herself, to be led buck in tri- umph and introduced to a dashing wo- man, who kissed her affectionately and gushed over her pretty face. Marion at Miss Wallace's suggestion offered to show her the old-fashioned garden and when they were alone together the sweet smile faded from the fair strang- er's face and hard lines appeared about the determined mouth. "You think," she said slowly, "that Horace Wilber is'in love with you ?" Marion started and a deep flush over- spread her face. "Be not deceive I," continued the city belle, "he cares no more for you than that wild flower.,„ You are merely a study and he will tire of you, Do you suppose a man who has travelled all over the world would stoop to such a country lass as you ?" The words cut like a knife and the lit- tle "country lass" stood crustiest under the blow. The sun touched with pity the bowed head and lingered on the simple black gown, but this woman had no pity. "He will crush all the freshness out of your swum: life as he has done many others and then throw you aside—" Tears were very near the girl's blue eyes, but she bravely kept them back and said, in her sweet voice: "The man you picture to me I am not acquainted with. 'Tis true I do kuow a Mr. Wither. I hope some time you will Meet the one I know and I ant sure you will honor and re,;pect him as I do, I wish you good-bye," • Miss Wallace held out her slim hand, but it was ignored, and then, with a little bow, she picked up tier dainty skirts and went back to the house thoroughly satisfied with her work. Marion heard the carriage drive up, hoard the good-byes given, and thea, with a great sob, she threw herself be- neath the apple tree and wept. "Can he love her?" she cried aloud in her grief. A soft, gentle voice assured her. "No, no, my little sweetheart. I love „you and you alone." Beside her knelt Horace Wilber, and the light in his eyes startled her into believing hint, He took her hands in his and forced the tear -stained eyes to meet his own. "You did not believe her !" he said, and she laid her head upon his shoulder, tired out but perfectly contented. Ile clasped her to his heart and smoothed back the stray locks of hair. "My dear Marion, I have loved you 'from the first mouu-lit your sweet lace suet mice. 1 told mother of mj' love fur you and she advised rite to watt for your sorrow being so great she thought I might frighten you. 'We had planned, mother and 1, to carry you off to the city for a visit. There you could see other men, and, mayhap, find out how iufer- ior I am when in cuthhparison, but, dear, I heard those cruel words. I could not wait. Sweetheart, will you be my ife?" Yes," murmured- Marion, blushing scarlet, "1 love you." 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It yon want mild relief and cure this is our remedy. hold by Watts !t Co., Druggists. 5 THE VANDERBILT MANSION. h THE HEADSMAN'S DEATH "For myy part." la d the Lieuten• ant, lighting a cigar,•"I am convinced that death by decapitation le instants, neons, and that the survival of feeling and thought, fcr even an instant, is but the dream of a romancer." ""I thoroughly agree with you," replied the young doctor Herbelot, "and for the very natural reason that with the cut. ting of the spinal cord, all communica- tion' between the nerve centers and the different parts of the body ceases, and no sensation is possible. As for thought, which ie simply a secretion of the brain, it cannot continue after the moment that organ is deprived of its principal . element—the' blood." "You are frightfully materialistic." said another. "Take me if you wish for a fatitdetic romancer, as says the Lieutenant, or fur au impenitent Spirit- ualist, if you prefer, but I confess that I have not the slightest doubt of the con- tinuance of the existence of the spirit, and a sort of mental survival beyond the ken of science, which is able to manifest itself clearly to the eyes of all under certain conditions." "My dear Berthier," replied Dr. Her - helot,' not avow at once that you be- lieve in ghosts and spirit rapping and table tippings?" "Laugh at me as much as you please, I believe nevertheless, that sotence,coin- plete as it may be, has not yet solved all the problems of nature, I am very glad of this, because mystery has for me irresistible charms, for it makes me bow before certain phenomena with- out wishing or seeking an explanation of them," "Then, to return to the point of our conversation," said the Lieutenant. "you believe in the continuance of will and intelligence in the head after decapitatiou,and you credit,for instance, the legend of La Pomerals, the murder- er?" "What legend!" "They say that this criminal, wishing to settle beyond a doubt this same ques- tion which we are now discussing agreed to respond to the calling of his name by opening and closing his left eye three tinges at the moment when his head had been separated from his "Well," demanded Dr. Herbelot,great- ly interested. "Well, the person in charge of this experiment se.zed the head as soon as it was severed from the body, and called the assassin with a loud voice, and the left eye opened and closed three times, while the right regarded the observer fixedly," "Simply automatic contractions," said Dr. Hernelot, "similar to those produced by the electric battery upon tile legs of frogs. What do you think of it, Pro- fessor ?" He whom he addressed was none other than time celebrated surgeon, Dr. D—, whose works had placed him in a bight rank among savants. He was greatly interested in Dr. Herbelot, whose studies lie h d directed, and it was with true plc sure that lie had consent- ed to be pr sent at the dinner given by the young savant to some of his friends on the occasion of the success of his thesis. Dr. D— was fifty years of age, of high stature, with a noble forehead framed with thick gray hair, which fell in curling locks almost to his shoulders. His blue eyes had that profound Mclan- choly peculiar to the Breton race, from which he sprang. His chin in his hand, he had listened until then without taking part in the conversation of the young "nen, but at Dr. Herbelot's direct question, he seem- ed to make an effort to rouse himself from his revery,and, leaning back in his chair, replied : ` "Ma tot, niy dear friend, the question is much more difficult to resolve than you seem to believe." Dr. Herbelot, who had expected noth- ing less than an approbation pure and simple, was not able to conceal his as- tonishment. "What I my dear master, you think A rahttinl Abode in New York fur the Many -311 II1o/tairo, •There will be many guesses, says the New York Critic, as to the amount of money that has gone to the making of Mr. Cornelius Vanderbilt's city house, which has just been doubled or trebled in size; but close thong; some of these guesses may be, the exact fi„ ures will never be disclosed. I t is enough to know—if anything needs to be known— that inane a man con ectly rated as a millionaire would find himself impover- ished, if obliged to pay the expense its enlargement has II volved. What makes the building of interest to New -Yorkers is not its cost, but its merit from an architectural point of view, It might be (as it actually is) the largest dwell- ing -Louse occupied by a single family in the City of New York, without justify ing the reproduction in these columes of the picture which ap- peared in a recent issue of The New York Times. Being so large and so con• sl,icuously placed, it is a source of re- joicing to all who take pride in the appearance of the city that it is also one om the handsomest houses to America. The (mouse which Mr. Vanderbilt has occupied for the past 10 years, and of which the present structure is an en- largement, stands at the florin west cor- ner of 5th Avenue and 57th Street. The scheme of an extension necessitated time removal of the five houses next above it on the avenue. As reconstructed, it is 125 feet square and four stories high, and r'esenthtes a wing of the C.iateau de Blois. Tile plans for rebuilding were drawn by Mr. George B. Post, and the work for carrying them out has taken Mr. David H. King, Jr., a little less Chau two years. It is a fire -proof structure surmounted by a red tile roof. The walls are built of pressed brick, with trimmings of light Bedford stone, highly carved. From base to finials its proportions are symme- trical,and its:ornamentation artistic. An ornamental iron fence eight feet high, and painted black, will surround the building, protecting pretty lanscape effects on the three exposed sides of the house. Broad grass'plots with evergreen shrubs will extend along 57th Street and 5th Avenue, and on 58th Street there will be a lawn space nearly 50 by 125 feet in dimensions. There will be two gates on 58th Street, with a circular car- riageway up through the pone coohere. Timis entrance, being one floor lower than the main entrance on 57th Street, will probably ne used only on state occasions. 1 Everything in Stock. Customer—I'm looking for a tall man with one arm, Floorwalker—Certainly, The remnant counter is just across the !tore.—Punk, care to undertake further risk., mY guide left me when we approachlsd. the house. f 'walked rkpidly tin'Ongh t e little un- cultivated garden overrun with weeds, and unoelted at the door.. No one answered at lust, and, after a pause. I knocked again; then I heard a voice, heavy and slow, ray in German Enter; the door is open.' "I entered the house, There was a ditch light, which scarcely permitted me to distinguish one object from another, and I had some difficulty in perceiving. at one end of the room, a jow bed, on which lay a man. After making myself known, I took the light and placed it on a little table not far from the sick man. I then examined him, Jacobus Todrit. ter was a man of vigorous frame, with enormous hands. His face was pale, his lips bloodless, and I marked a consider- able dilation in the pupils of his eyes. I asked the cause of his illness. Ho seem- ed at first to hesitate, then, raising him- self on his elbow, lie looked about him uneasily, as if wishing to assure himself that no one else was able to hear. Then he seized my hand nervously. '• 'Listen,' he said, 'I am not ill. I am iu full possession of my faculties, yet to -morrow I shall be dead.' " 'Let us see,' said I. 'you exaggerate without doubt the gravity of your case, and I shall be able, probably— "'No,' he replied, with a resigned smile, 'you can do nothing. Your science is human, It is powerless against the Invisible. I am thirsty,' lie mur- mured. "And bearing to his lips a carafe of water which stood by his bedside, he emptied it at a draught. "'I have asked that some one entreat you to come,' he continued, 'not to ob- tain care, which I know is useless, but to lighten my soul of a terrible anguish which oppresses it by confiding my suf- ferings to a man capable of understand- ing them. You are a stranger, and you cannot have for me the scorn and hate that others feel, and that is why I have wished to reveal toyou, and to you alone, my horrible secret.' "His features contracted, a cold sweat started out on his forehead, • his eyes— wide with terror—searched the obscur- ity. He began again with a hoarse voice. •'For fifteen years I fulfilled the functions of public executioner at Z. I was successful, and had achieved a certain reputation and dreamed of end- ing my days in some peaceful retreat, but Fate decided otherwise. One day— it will be a year ago to-morrow—I was charged to put to death Hans Herizig, whose history is per. Imps known to you. This man—' this vampire in h'tman shape — had murdered a young girl in the most horrible manner. He pretended to have found the secrets of life and to have penetrated into the mysteries of death I Oh! I remember the terrible look with which lie pierced me through and through as I laid my hand on his shoulder. For tile first time in my life I was dumb, and turned my head away. I felt a nameless terror strike to tile marrow of my bones. Yet I com- pleted my duty and secured the con- demned.' ' 'Ali,' said Hertzig, with a sneer, 'thou wishest my head, executioner. Take care, before a year it will eat thy heart,' 'Ai sort of frenzy then seized me. and I threw the man upon his knees, and brought down my axe, I struck and struck again, a prey to a delirium, and only the shrieks of the furious crowd re- called me to the reality. The head had rolled at my feet. I stooped to grasp it, and then 1 perceived that tile eyes fol lowed ale with a strange insistence, w•idle the lips, half parted, with a horri- ble•grin, When troy hand approached the head seemed real:miated,aald bound- ed towards use. The sharp teeth cinsed on my lingers and hit them to tile bone. I uttered a cry of terror and auguish,and fell fuiulmg,' "Jacobus took breath, and essayed with a movement of his hand to wipe away time sweat which bad gathered in great drops upon his brow, Then he looked again towards one of the corners of tite loom, murmuring : " •It is not yet the hour.' "I had listened without interruption to tile headman's tale, and i; too, was moved by the terror that seemed so real- ly to possess' him, and, in spite of my- self, my gaze followed his, sounding in vain the depths of darkness. "Jacobus continued : "'Since then, oh, what life, has been mine. I resigned uiy office and flet! heedlessly. I came here to imide myself, and try to blot from lily mind the fear- ful recollection. But each night I see again that bead, with its green eyes and sharp teeth. Ah I I ant not mad. 1 am not a prey to hallucinations ! 1 see it I I touch it I It roils upon my bed and upon the floor, Jetty - lug everywhere its bloody trace. I feel the contact of its icy lips ; its teeth penetrate my flesh ! 1 am powerless to move or utter a cry. My body is para- lyzed, and is given over to unnamable torment.' "I tried to calm his excitement, but he interrupted me brutally. " 'To drink I Some water, there,' and he indicated a little spring front which I refilled the carafe. After having drank with avidity : ` 'You know all now,' lie said to me, 'and you alone of all the world will know the cause of my death, My life will be ended to -morrow. I thank you for having come.' " Dr. D— stopped and relighted his cigar. 'It was a case of alcoholism," said Dr. Herbelot. "Wait," replied the savant. -Tire next day at dawn I returned to the house of the execution. Jacobus Tod- ritter was dead. His room was in inexpressible disorder, and the inn -keeper, who by this time bad occom- panied me, called my attention to the spots of blood upon the bed -clothes; yet the body showed no wound. "I perceived, however, on the left side of the breast, a semi•circular discolora- tion, presenting all the characteristics of a brie. "That same evening I quitted Ltid- wigsbourg, giving up my journey, and returned to France. "And now, gentlemen, draw what eonclusione you wish." "Shall we speak of other things ;" said the journalist. then—" "Permit me to think nothing for the present," responded Dr. D— with a smile. "Let me tell you of all adven- ture, from which you may draw such conclusions as you please." "Au adventurer" "An observation, rather, which I made in my youth, some thirty years ago, but so bizarre, so strange, that it has never found a place in any of my works, and I have always hesitated to relate it." There was a general movement of at- tention among the guests. "When I had finished , my studies I planned to visit Italy, England and Ger- many. The end I had iu view was an ethnographical work, which yet remains unfinished, you will soon know wily. When this adventure 1 am about to narrate occurred, I found myself in Wurtemberg, in Duke Eberhard's pret- ty town of Ludwigsbuurg. I had return- ed to my hotel one evening, when my host approached me with an embarrass- ed air,, turning his cap in his fat fingers. With a gesture I encouraged him to speak." • " 'Mon Dieu, Doctor,' the said to me in bad French, although I speak German in a satisfactory fashion,'riot far from hero is Dr. Jacobus Tudritter, who is very ill, and as there is not a doctor in time coun- try n hb will consent to see him, I thought'— " 'How,' I cried with indignation, 'the doctors refuse to visit a confrere in danger of death! It is well. Show me where lie lives, and I will go to him at once.' "'It is that—Doctor— But Jacobus is not one of your confreres. On the con- trary I fear when you will know—he was formerly aileadsman.' •"A public executioner,' I responded, a little discountenanced, But you called hitn "doctor?"' " 'True. It is usual to give this title to the headsman after four successful operations.' " Without speaking further about their singular customs, I seized my hat and followed the innkeeper. In a little street in'the outskirts of the town we found the home of Jacobus Todritter. "I was struck by tihe miserable ap- pearance of this hovel, which was of one story, surmounted and overhung by a pointed gable forming a sort of garret. The outer plastering had fallen away from the walls, which wore strengthened with heavy wooden beams, after the old method of construction. The only open- ings were a door and a window. To the gable was attached a pulley, from which hung the rag -end of a cord. The moon shot pale through the clouds, giv- ing to the executioner's dwelling a for- bidding appearance—it suggested the thought of an approach to the gallows. "With the appearance of a man happy to have discharged without dut,ger a strict duty, and wlto did not Vaderetood by ,Au lrrirle,, wrltla s fro" the Walsh hiss', er.tp Texan The sign language is underateod.by alt the prairie tribes from: the Britlptt bor• der southward to Testes,. Without utter' lug a word, they can express any idea, Jame! Mooney, of the bureau of eth- nology, to whom the writer in indebted for his information on this interesting, subject, has seely an entire counaf" ducted by signs, seven languag�l- eluding English, being represeiited. most expert sign -talker on the plains: -14 Lieut. H. L. Scott, U.S.A. The system, is surprisingly simple, so that any intel. ligent person can acquire its rudiments with little difficulty.` The uplifted forefinger is a ma• rMak- iug a stroke across the forehead and held up, the forefinger is a white lean --that . is to say, a man who wear! a hat. The band making tile motion as of combing out the hair of a woman. A stranger enters the tepee. One of the Qhi Is pres- ent waggles itis hand on his w'r"st, signi- fying vacillation. That means, "Who are you ?" if the newcomer is a Sioux, he passes his hand across his throat, That is the sign of the Sioux tribe, sup- posed by some to refer to the practice of cutting die throats of enemies. The sign of the Cheyennes is the motion ii cutting off a finger, referring to their practice of chopping off the fingers of enemies for necklaces. The 'l'uukowa were formerly cannibals, in allusion to which fact they held up a finger to represent a plan. and then point the finger down the throat. Differ. eat tribes also have pictured symbols. That of the Delawares, some of whom have been driven out of the Indian terri- tory, is a turtle. The eastern triues revere the turtle, because it brought the world up from under die water. Originally the world was covered with water, all the people and animals being up in the sky. They sent messengers down to find laud, but without success. Filially the turtle went, dived and brought up a piece of earth iu its mouth, from winch the dry lurid grew.—Wash. iugton Star. An English Novelist. Tile author of "The Heavenly Twins" and ••Ideals•" is of English parentage and of old Quaker stock on both sides. Her father held u coast guard's appoint- ment its Ireland, and it was there that site was born, being the youngest but one of five atildren. Her fattier died when she was seven years old, and his widow returned to Yorkshire to live among her own people. Sarah Grand had not much systematic education. She went to school for a little over two years, but site was fund of reading and thinking. She was only sixteen when she married, becoming the stepmother of two boys, the eldest of whom was ten years old. Sue went with her bus- b.,ud to Ceylon, China and Japan, re• turning to England after five or six years. In Lancashire she wrote Ideula' and published it at her own expense. It took two years to write "Tile Heavenly Twins," told three years to find a publisher for it. It is a book which has aroused more bad temper and antagoutntu; opinions than any other fur many rears, and publishers were afaai,l to take risks with; it. Au English critic says ; "One observes that it is becoming the robust comm- ` Owl of a large 1111.1 increasing n tuber of women that Sarah Grand Iialone an important work for her genefatio�n u in ww ruling and publishing the book. Mine. Grand now fives near London with her sun and two step -sous. Had it in for Him, Poot—If I ever catch the compositor who ruined my last_poem I'll ba tempted to murder himn. You see I wrote a beautiful little gem about my prospective wife, and in it I referred to her as "a composite of angels." Friend—Well the ? Poet—And thick-headed .printer got ft '•a composite of angles," --Ruston ()wrier. Sister Sorupithit. She brings her soul imp in the straitest school, Lacing expansions in with narrow rules. She purges eat iter dress, and yields her goods '1'o ew cit the fund of needy sisterhoods. She deems this blood white milk of innocence, And tastiog, fiudetu hope of recompense. She tethers thought from flight in open air To turn the treadmill of repeated prayer. She slays each soft emotion Love hath given To make burnt -offerings to the "Hosts of [Ieaven." And, seeing beggars serve His golden door, Bows down and serves the Mammon of the poor Behold, her soul is small and pinched and thin, Surely it shall 111,1 crannies and erawl'in. And contrite plead in Heaven's warmer glow, "Lord, this may leprosy was white—like snow. —Loudon Public Opinion, • A Rabbit I)riVn fn Taxies. In the• Panhandle of Texas the rabbits are very nearly as touch of a nuisance • s they are in Australia, and the prob- lem of how to exterminate them is a serious one. Unlike the prairie ,dog, which moves when civilization reaches his habitation, time jack rabbit will re- main very near the settlements and run the chances of being lolled. Parties are formed to drive these rabbits. A trian- gle, with the sides about a quarter of a utile long and the base about uu equal distance across, is formed with closely constructed wire fences or wire screen- ing. The hunters separate very much as in a fox hunt, and, going lit .t circle, meet a short distance below the base of the triangle, beating tile grass as they go. Then, closing in, they drive the rabbits into the triangle and the animals suspect no danger until they are hud- dled together at the point. They try to jump the fence, and, failing in that, )hake a grand rush to retreat. The hunters are armed with stout clubs and Lill them by the hundreds. It is not um common for 2000 or '3000 to be killed in a single drive. The sport is an exciting one, as time animals are exceedingly quick in their movements and will exe' cute some very artful dodges to try to pss the hunter's —St. Louis Globe- Daemocrat. Bridget's Dftetuusn• A newly arrived domestic was secured to do housework by an up town fausily in Lewiston. In the course of lfero duties she was told to iron some clothes and hang them upon the horse. A little later time maid appeared before her mistress with the clothes in her hands and a look of manifest perplexity on her face, "Why didn't you hang the clothes upon the horse, Bridget?" inquired the latter. "Sure, an I tried to ma'am, but he kept movin, so he did, an they wouldn't stay." Inure enough, knowing no other horse in her native land, she had gone to the stable and endeavored to hang them upon the restive Dobbin, with the result ludo, cated. The above is a face --Lewiston, Me,, Journal. Equal to the Emergency. A bit of conversation over,iear.i in the conservatory at an evening party m Sime—Do` you admire Meek 1' yrs, or blue? He—The light is so dim here, l really can't ray.—Exchange.