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The Exeter Times, 1886-6-3, Page 7• ite THE HOUSEHOLD How to Iron Cuffs and Collars. Have ready Immo IMPS very hot, only jest no to eoeruh. And let there be enough kern not to have to wait for a spored when the drat is 000l. These meat be very clean and with a good polish. To Jesup the letter have 4 piece of beeriwax end when the iron le teken off the firs ruble over the beeenean, arid then rub the iron on some crushed Wilt and it will run innoothly. New on the ironing !Inlet lay a clean, smooth o'oth; a haudker chief will uo. Lay a miter on title, foid over part of the handkerchief, and •iron quickly from ono end to the other two or three timee le dry it a little. While atilt steaming takeoff the handkerchief, stretch the collar with the handle and iron briskly on the eight aide straight woes. If the iron knot hot eneugh, or the oollar too dry, the staroh will stick. When the right aide is smooth, withou oreasee, turn it on the other side and froni ore slowly Bo as to dry it thoroughly. e irons require 3o08tant re- newing, as the damp cools Elton quickly. li any starch appeare on the iron it mud be ileealied oft with a knife before going back to fire. If you do not want ehirte or ouffa to blister and wrinkle when buttoned do not make the first, or boiled starch, to stiff, and rub it in well. Of Puree you know that they should al waya be dipped in cold etaroh, I. a., clear starch mixed thin with oold water, before ironing, flow to Wash Woolen Blankets. Select a bright, sunny day, with a brisk breeze, so that they may dry rapidly. Have the water as bot an the hands will bear, and diseolvetthe soap in the water, avoiding Knb. bing it on the blankets unless very piled spots render it binperative, After rubbing it through this water, thorooghly rinee through two waters or tie same temperature of the rubbing water. Wring as dry as pow dike; then let eeme one tabs hold of each end of the blanket and evenly and atrong to bring it to its former eizs before drying. Pin as evenly as possible on the line, and let it become perfectly dry. Treat- ed in thio way no ironing is neceseary. The secret of washing flannels without shrinking ie to have all the water the ewe temperature (and after long experience I prefer hot to lukewarm water), and also to thoroughly rinse all soap from the blanket, Eeoeipte, Tomato soup made of canned tomatoes : One pint of canned tomatoes and one quart of boiling water. As soon as thie boils add one email teaspoonful of soda ; then add one pint of milk, and salt and pepper to taste, Alter this boils, eift in the orumbe of eight butterears,okers rolled fine. LEI/ON PIOKLE.—The fruit should be email, with thick rinda. Rub them with a pieoo of flannel ; then slit them down in quarters, but not quite through the pulp, fill the slits.with salt hard pressed in; set them' upright in a pan fer four or five days until the eteIt melte ; turn them three days bo until they b a 'tender in their liquor. Then make e ough pickle to cover them of ripe vinegar, the brine of the lemons, Jam- aica pepper and ginger; boil and skim it. When oold put it ever the lemons. Rearm-Wonie.—One quart of milk, five eggs, eix tablespoonfuls of sugar, vanilla or ether inseam Heat the milk ; pour upon the beaten yolks ard auger. Cook until the custard begins to thicken, . Pour out, and, when cold, illyour and pour into a glees bowl. Whir the whites stiff with two epoonfule of sugar, flavor, and poach by lay- Ing,it a spoonfig a time, upon boiling milk, and, careful] hdrawing the epeon from underneath,' ea nig the oval maim of mer- ingue floating upon the surface. Turn it ever when one side is done, and presently take it up and lay upon the custard. Heap them irregularly on the top, and let all get cold before serving. Pass light cakes with this custard. MARBLED CREAM CANDY.—Four imps of white sugar, one cup rich sweet oream, one cup water, one tablespoonful butter, ono tableepoonful vinegar, bit of soda the size of a pea, stirred in cream, vanilla extract, three tablespoonfuls of chooalate greted. Boil all the ingredients except half tho cream, the chocolate and vanill& together vtiry fent until it is a thick, ropy amp. Heat in a separate saucepan the reserved cream, into which you must have rubbed the grated chocolate. Let it stew until quite thick, and when the candy is done add a cupful of it to this, stirring in well. Turn the uncolored sirup out upon broad diehee, and pour upon it here and there, great spoon- fuls of the oh000late mixture. Pall as aeon no you can handle it with comfort, and with the tips of your Engine only, If deftly mani- pulated it will be streaked with white and brown. Excuses. • Teachers who require written excuses for tardiness em parents of pupils sometimes receive y amusing notes. Here are sew eral spec melts from a number received by a teacher while he was teaching a year or two ago in a Western village, " Dear Sir : Pleaso excuse James for late. nese. I kneaded him after brekfust." A second note reads : " Please forgive Billy fer being tardy. 1 wae mending his pants." The third exam° goes mere into detaile, but le none the less ieteresting, " Mieter Sir : My Jason had to be late toelay. It is hie bizness to milk our cow, She is a tricky cow. See kicked Wise in the back to -day when he weenie looking or thinkiig pi her actin so. He thot his back, was ,bro , but it aint. But it le black an blue, an you don't bleeve it you can see. The pane kept him late. We would git rod of that cow if we could. This is the forth time she has kicked Jase, but never kicked him late before. So excuse him for roe." 4. girl, absent for half a day, brought the following satisfaotery excuse therefor,— " Mr, teacher : Mi dotter's absents yester- day was unavodabet. Her ohm had to bo 11%in:touted, and ehe had a sore throte. Her keraititushun is delikit ennyhow, and if she is absent any, mote you can know that it is on account of unavodabel diskettes or sone- . thing eke A boy absent for half a day laid the fel- _ lowing explanation on his teaoher'a desk : "Dear sir: , Please excuse . Henry. He went tn Grandpep Diokson's funeral with me thle forenoon I have been promising him for several weeks that ho might if he was good, and he has been real good so I kept my word." Fire from Healen. At Beaver Falls, during a heavy thunder storm the other morning just before day- light, a huge ball of fire depended from the heavens, and striking near the Baptiet Church, tore a hole in the ground six feet deep and ten feet amps. Those who saw it descend say it presented a frightful Sight, and when it etre= it buret into a thousand pieces with a loud noise, the pieces flying in every clireetiom like hissing eorpente TIRED QF LIP. Vontan Napa einem front Ilegielfusband and Telco to brown Herself, The many persons who usually lounge abent Bemis's beidge, Montreal, on a Sunday afternoon were I uddenly startled about two o'clook the other afternoon by .the cry el "Help 1 help Some one is drowning 1" 4. Moment , before a woman was observed by captain Goulet to run along hie barge, the" John Gray," ape withoueu, inorneutie heeltation throw herself headforemost into theiriver. He raised the cry for help and then, with the aid of a boat and a hook, fished her out of the water and, aided by willing Arms, removed ber to the deck of his barge. Mhe was well nigh ineeneiblin but not enough ao to hide from theme who saw her the fact that she waa considerably under the influence of liquor, When she had eornewhat revived, she upbraided the humene captain for saving her life, exolaim, lug through her tears. ' Vou might have let me drown, I want to have done with this life, 1 eaM the most unfortunate of living creatural 1" It was evident that her intention had been suicide and she was therfore (weeded and taken to the Harbor Bilker station, She was sent to the Court of Queener Bench by the Police Magistrate next morning, Her name le Mary Ana Brown, and her age ie thirty- two, Her featuree. although now almost entirely deprived of any expression by hard- ship and a lengthy abuse of alooholio 11 - quern, still retain a degree of regularity and she may at one time have been a eomewhat p-etty woman, She tette a very sad story of here past life. Married in England at the age of sixteen to a man named Brown, a well-to-do fruit dealer in London, he lived very happily for some time, Unfor- tunately domeetio troubles eet ).n. She be- came j ohm at her husbaud'a manner 'of eating, and eighteen months ago she secret- ly left her home and emearked for America. She moved from town to town until she reached Sweetsburg, Q ae.,whero her funds having become exhausted she was forced to work by the day. She did this for some time, but was not need to such labor, and through discouragement became seriously addicted to drink. She moved to Montreal a few wetlye ago and fell so low in the way of degration that siok with her exieterci she tried commit eukide. See was vele' repentant Imes morning, The Apostle Islands. On the puthern shore of Leke Superior, that great " unsalted sea," and nearing Ito head, nestle the Apostle Mande, dotting the entrance to Cbequamegon Bay. Soule twenty in number they are of vedette eases and shapes. Long reidohes of white sand form here and there wide beaches, while near by red sandstone oliffa rise perpendicu- larly from the water to magnificent heights. Again the shores are lined with huge boul- ders ground round by the ceaseless roll of the sun. Yawning chasms within whose windmheltered walls boats glide over the still water ; waterfalls dashing down pre- oipitaus bilis; huge pillare seeming as thongh formed by the bands of giant atone masons ; great wave -worn fissures ; immense blocks ostone fallen from the cliffs and forming other little islands upon which the hardy pine has found root and grower, are some of the natural beauties seen in passing through the island channels. The charm of the group lies mere, however, in the ever - varying viewsof their wooded slopes. On a summer day in that clear atmosphere, when light clouds flit morose an otherwise brazen sky, a perfect picture is formed. In the foreground the clean pure water of Cho- cinamegon Bay ; in front and on either hand lie the islands as far as the eye can reauh. On the water a shade le oast here, giving it a deep green color ; yonder the sun lights it up and It is molten silver; flashing saross a wooded hill, all the vivid colors in the lab- oratory of nature are brought out ; a shade from a cloud deepona the enierald-green of spruce and phut, and as the white -winged boat le wafted along, the scene is changing, ever changing. With baleamio odors waif: - ed from deep, woody shores ; with refresh- ing breezes from the bosom of old Superior, mellowed by the rays of the sun and tem. pared by the winding hille, that lull their else teo boisterotte Waste, life is a lullaby ended all too soon. • ' The Jesuit Fathers, Reymbault and Jaques, who sought but never reached the head of the great lake; Maenad, who put his trust "in that Providence which feeds the little birds of the air and clothes the wild flowers of the desert," but who wand- ered into the trachless woods whence no word, or sign, or °mind „ever came from him ; and Alloile, who made his way along the shore, through the labyrinth of islands and planted the standard of the cross on the largest of the group, had their hard - chips, it is true, but what a glorious lies they led; with nature in her majeaty, her beauty, her purity, ever present. That was more than two oentuties age, and there sit those islands to day almost as they were when the devout and daring Jesuits with their Indian guides first looked upon them in their beauty. Civiliz ition has gone around them; the despoiling hand of man has bean stayed. Save here and there a cleared spot, a fisherman's cable, some three or four lighthouses to gunnel the great commerce which flows past these solitary aloha of the few, they are now aa they wore when earth was young, Long voysg is are made to view tho beau- ties of nature ; our people flock to the shores of many seas in search of Penes with which to store life's memory, but the impressive grandeuriof &perked biles equal if they do not eurpaffe, the moat famed groups ot the Old World. He Wanted No Tricycle. This happened one evening, recently, not a thousand miles from Cambridge: Two trioyclers °Ilene° to halt by the roadside for a brief rest just as a group of Irish laeor- ern were parsing on their way home from work, Attracted by the bright new machines, two of the men paused a moment to look at them. " If yon only had a trioyole, Pat," Field one of the Jewelers to the nearer of the men, "you could ride to and from your employ- ment." "Ride to the diokene I" said Pat, with e contemptuous look at the combination of man and wheeler. " Do ye think loam from alio eiould coutethry to drive a donkey-caart, diedad, and be me town herrn ?" There Is said to bo in one of the German wards of Springfield, Maim , a liquor club called " Wiesentiehaftlichedartoffelpfannen- kuohenverein." One of the bylawe requires that a re =bee mutt spell the name of the club after every drink. If he spells 11 eine rootly, ho is sober enough and thirsty enough for another drink. 'Zeno, the stoic, used the following method to convinee his servant that he ought not to steal. "Don't whip me, master 1" exclaim- ed the man, as Zane was about to punish him for a theft. "11 was fated that I should steal," " And also that I should whip you," anewered the atolo, as he laid on the le. 11Z1201$4 DAfl LITE4E0011. eyE. 1, epee/it 'MONTREAL. That great philosopher, Ow litee Peter Bell—known to verniers of Wordsworth as "Peter Bell the Wagoner!',--putffied his aharaoteristied Indifference to the most popu- lar flower of our time to such a degree that " A primrose by the river'e bleu A yellow primrose was to him, And it was nothing more," But it would belie been nometblug mop to him, beyond all doubt, if he had happened to be in Liverpool this retelling. The row - storing Lenoashire lade, who are usually rather too fond of "painting the town red," asem bent ape ,palating it yellow to day, the fottidioaa gentleman whom country houee.wae rendered uninhabitable by the overpowering stench of the reset] and the deafening °lamer of the nightingales" 'mule dellbeeee exclelin quite ai vehementlyi were he w !king about the armies of the ,great Hempel just now. against the outrage of Naving his eyea dazzled by the blinding glare of the primmer:1w From the darlagrey setters of the Alexandre Dook up the epot where " The Original Everton Toffy Shop still clinger like a limpet to its steep cobble - toned hillside, all Liverpool is one great flower garden, brilliant with endlessly mul- tiplied imagea of King PI imroae, Bat beyond all queetion those flowers give to the dreary landscape " the only chance of brilliancy which it Is likely to have," as a heartless publisher once said while cueing In the fire an armful of re• j eoted manuscript. W ere Tennyson to re. write " Lookeley Ha'1," he might fitly describe the oharaoteristIos of an Eeglish Spring as follow:e 'In the Spring the crossing. weeper eplarhoe all the pasgere' boot, in the Spring the wanton semil boy smashes window panes and ' scoot,' In the Spring the buey doctor ri un I cur coughing household goes, In the spring a poor man'e 'may turtle to thoughts ' of Summer clothes' The leaden Sky is as Mann and rayless as if the can had suddenly become bankrupt, and all the stare had gone away In a body to attend a meeting of his oreditors. B neath the thiokeniug pall of mingled smoke and fog, the gray, molten waters of that dismal stream which gave to Liverpool its ancient name ef " Lither Pale" (the lazy or worthiest pool) look as grim and ghcatly as the river of death, white the huge black 'barge and shadowy freight boats that float upon its gruel -colored surface Beene unpleas. antly like gigantic coffine, and a few tall, aoraggy, soot -begrimed church towere peer forlornly through the overhanging smoke like the toes of a tramp peeping through his warn -out boots. Oe such a morning the most thickheaded John Bull might appre- ciate the sarcasm ot that caustic Spaniard who, when taking leave of Sr Walter Ra- leigh, begged the latter to "convey his most respectful cemplimente to hie Eon:A- len ier the wen, whom he had not had the honor of peeing during his du months' resi- dence in England." But the gloom which overspreads the eke, finder no answering rection in the bright faces of the merrymakers below. Good old Feels:mete] famous saying that the "Eugli eh amuse themselves very sadly" is for the most part quite as true now as it was iwthe days of Edward III., but on the very few occasions when Englishmen do con- trive to enter into the epirit of a holiday they certainly do so very thoroughly in- deed. It might almost seem that just as the four-leaved shamrock of the old legend sheds light from its enchanted leaves amid the deepest darknees, the primrose of this day's festival has power to brighten with its own sunny hue the hard and toil -worn fame of its wearers. Even on the Birkenhead side of the Mew cep there is a aprinkling of the , universal primroses and the bright faces that accom- pany them, and I have pained a good many of both by the time I reac a the foot of the Borough road and halt opposite a low, many -windowed brick building which dis- plays on its front the words " Birkenhead Central." This is the new up -town station of the famous " Mersey Tunnel Railway," the opening of which by the Prince of Wales last January created a local eensit- tion second only to the loyal excitement which is now being kindled along both sides of the river by the Qaeen's expected visit on May 11 to open tne Liverpool interna- tional Exhibition. In the inner details of its station, as in other points, this miniature "underground railway" has copiedito thelife ite big Lon- don brothers. There are the long, bare platforms on either side of the Hee' the benches with a partition at each endlike the boxes in front of a pawnbroker's count- er, the white -lettered boards warning you to " Wait here fer first claeWe "Wait here for second clam, ' " Wait here for third class," But in the pane:mere there ie marked difference. , London smoke never bred the healthy, glow that: lights up the round, plump cheeks of the sturdy little 2 -year old who is lifted into the nearest car by his fetheras the down train comes creaking and groanirn alongside the 'plat- form. Yonder hale, hearty old fellow in broad -skirted coat and top boota, with the fresbnestA'oorefleld. and orebards , upon his broad, rudely face, eonld never by any chance be eilleeakini for pcwonent trot. ter." That trim, may, inightioyed lass, who cornea tipping along the platform ten der e fire of Admiring glanoee fee ill the win.. dows of the oms, would have been painted by Rae lionheur es the eeetral Agoro of a group of abaggymened farm horses or rough short -horned metgt Nor (gelid any plum) but a small county village have ,produced this foray, nerVO114*Od,rty oldwomerd with 4 huge beeline in her hand and a cottlesouttle- bonnet on her head, whioh looker as if it might hay° been now in the days of Noah and got Ilpoiled by the rain of the flood. At the first glattee I set her down as a disciple of the good old school which rogerde all reilways as a rule and impious Mamie of the will of Providence, which would have created them Melt hall it seen fit that they should exist. Tumbling over her umbrella as she Bamako in, and all but upsetting her basket as she Bits down, she mike each of us in turn whether " this be the train for Liverpool town," manifestly receiving with titter disbelief our repeated assurances that it is. Finally she &Ike into the further corner with a deep sigb and resigns hermit to a quiet deeper being evidently possessed by an unalterable conviction that passengers and conduetera alike are leagueu together in a deep and dark conspiracy to carry her to the wrong place or to defraud her of her panne money by not carrying her anywhere at all. The train is thinly peopled, it being new long past the usual hour for the migration of the uptown men of bushman who nat- urally find this sudden whisk morose to Lim erpool in a few minutes a considerable Ian. provement uponithe long journey by stage down to the ferry, and the somewhat slow passage of the Mersey by steamboat. We come forth late the daylight for a moment at the Hemilton Street Station, close to the opt where the tunnel works were original- ly commenced. In a short time our train stops at Jamenstreet atation in Liverpool, and the old lady soramblee out as eagerly an if fleebsg from a burning house. When we have surmounted the last of the in- numerable windings of the slippery atone stair, (which has been made as steep, nar- row, and °rooked as possible for the con- venience of the travelling publion we find, on emerging into the open street above, that "Primrose Day" is in full awing, awe was Seejamin Disraeli, Earl of Boaoealtdiudeed: has the romance of hit gory 400 more 18tiXiking1y ithlBtiBtad than lathe career of this , daring and maguin cent moueterbank, In January, 1831— when the Reform bill and the abolition ef the elave trade were already looming he the distanoc—a matt young exmtudent of the University of Cambridge named Thomas Bablugton IvIlocaulay, who had at traded a good, deal of attention by a Mt, foal may upon Milton a few years before, published In the Edinburgh Review a pa per on "The Civil, Disebitieke of the Jews," containing the folloiving passage " Thane jew should be Privy Councilor to Christian King would le an ,eternal die- graos teethe entice. Bat a few may govern tee ,incliey market, and the money market may- govern the world, A Minister may be in doubt as to late scheme of finance until he has been dented with the Jew. A congress of sovereigns may be forced to summon , a Jew to their aseistence. The mewl of a Jew upon the back of a piece of, paper may be worth more than the royal word of three Kings or the notional faith of three new South, American re, eublies, Bat that he should put 'Bight Honorable' before his name would bo the most frightful of all national calamities,' The truest prophecies are often those whioh aro -uttered unconsciously. At the time when thee splendid ,plece of political Irony was written, One of the familiar figures in London society wax a handsome, foppiah, effeminatmlooking young Jew, (chiefly known as the author of one or two clever, fleshy, politioni novels,) who had recently broken down in the middle of his first speoch.in the House of Commons and had been reviled by plain-spoken old Dan O'Connell as " the lineal descendant of the impenitent thief who died on the OIONi and in every way worthy of hie mentor." Most of those who witnessed that failure re- garded it as final. The young Jew himself knew better. "1 alt down now," he ex. ols,imed defiantly, amid the universe laughter, "bat the time will come when you will listen to me." History will tell as long as the world lents how the great politionl aorobat fulfilled his own predio- tion, and how he not only put "Right Honorable" before the name of Benjamin Disraeli, but seated himeelf among the peers of Britain, ruled the whole British Emplee for yens, and sent thousands of Carietien soldiers to die among the grim Afghan mouutains in support of his own theoriee. Equally striking was the trans- formation that converted the denouncer ef Conservatiem as " an orgauized hy- pocrisy" into Conservatism's acknowledged leader. The famous jest prefixed to BM- canefield'a life sums np his whole career : " Says he, What air your principles 1' Says I, 1 han't got nary one ; in the eaow businesee " Primroses everywhere. Primroses be the buttonholes of smut young men or upon the hate and dresses of young ladies. Primroses lighting up the greasy grey frocks of sturdy teamstera and the grimy Indian jaokets of hulking freight hand- lers, leprous with flakes of cotton. Prim- roses overhanging the round rosy fame of chubby babies which laugh and crow with glee at all the stir and bustle around them. Primroses standing np plumelike from the heads of plodding dray homes, re- calling the injudicious decorating of a number of marketmen's donkeys with the Conservative colors at the Cambridge eleo. tice hot Autumn. Primroses festooning the nooks of slaughtered geese and turkeys, twining lovingly around the gannt knuckle- bones oi half devoured hams, or blossoming In spasmodic patches over acres of 'beefsteak, So universal is the display that the pude, watery sun itself, peoping through its veil of mist, looks very much like a big half - faded primrose which has aomehow got into the wrong place. Bat the pageant rises to its insight where the broad slope of Lime - street curves between the vast many pillar- ed front of St. George's Hall and the stately hewed atone of the railway station. The sea of flowers on the sidewalk has caet up a few stray chaplet', on the statues of the Q men and Prince Albert, while Lord Beaconsfield's effigy between them is quite hidden by a mass of yellow wreaths. All thio while I am quite in the dark as to the meaning of this floral celebration. and I take gcol care not to " give myself away" by any rash legniries, having hulled by experience that when you ask any ordinary Eiglish laborer for au ex- planation of something which he knowa, and which You do not, the usual result is you being oalled t a fool point blank, with the poasiblo addition of an adjective of peculiar plemancy, which I need not re- peat. But at length, coming upon a big, brawny, bearded man with a tool basket in his hand, whose jolly face gives some hope that his inevitable contempt for my Ignorance will at leaat be of a goad humored kind, I venture to Inquire what festival this is " Pi imrose Dew o' course," an- swers J ihn Bail, with a stare of reproaoh- il " But why to -day moro than any other day in Spring 1' ask 1, fairly puzzled. " Why to -day ?" echoes my informnant, with a ham breezy min - tempt in hie tone to which n words can cio justice. " Why, where have you been liv- ing all your life, young feller, not to know as its always Primrose Day on the 19th of h'April ?" The last words are a revelation. Like a flash there comes upon me the rood - Diction that the primrose was always the favorite flower in the hittorloal gardens of Hnghenden, among which died five years ago. on the 19th April, 1881, a man whose A Puzzling Question. Sime persons seem wholly unable to cope with ecientific facts, their inability being doubtless due largely to circumstances and their education. For hundreds of genera- tions of man were puzzled by the same problem wbich now seems so simple to tee A teaoher in a western county in Canada, while making calla among the people, came into convene:Wen with a farmer's wife from Vermont, who had taken up her residence In the " backwoods.' Of puree the school and former teacher came in for criticism, and the old lady, in speaking of his piede- oessor. inked: "Wa'al, master, what do you think he learned the Phalan ?" " I couldn't say, ma'am, Pray what did he teach?" "Wa'al, he told 'em this 'ere arth was round ; what do you think of such stuff ?" Unwilling to came under the category of the ignorant, the teacher evasively re- marked: " It does seem strange, bat still there are many learned men who teach then thinge." "Wa'al," eaye she, " if the earth is round and goes round, what holds it up ?" "0x, these learned men say that it goes round the sun, and the stin holds it up by virtue of attraction." The old lady lowered her specs, and re- sponded with this poser. " Wa'al, if those high larnt men eez the rain holds np the meth, I should like to know what bola the arth up when the sun goes down ?" The Bishop of Oxford sent t- the church wardens in hie diocese a circular of inquir- ies, among which was : "Dos your offien atisg clergyman preach the Gonpel, and is his conversation and carriage consistent thnowith ?" Ono reply was : " His carriage is, but he dries a pretty fast home Inc e preaoher." " Mainme, please road to me." " No, my child, I can's road to you ; you have been too naughty." " Well, 1,11 get Grandme to read to me then." " No, my child, I will not let your Grandme read to yore" " Why, M =ma, you're u, regular Knight of Labor ; you're trying to boycott Me 1" THE ELEMENTS OF TJRGEDY. Mrs. JoUgibey : Is MISS BELLEFILLE AT HOME, THOMAS 7 Thonurn No, MUM, SITE'S DRIVEN OVER TO YOUR HOUSE THIS AFTERNOON, AS USUAL, Jollyboy : As usurer. I WHY, 1 HAVEN'T SEIM IIVR von WEER& WHO DID SHE GO WITEI Th011tet9 : WITH MR, JOLLYBOY, Mtmx, THREE VIOLENT DULTAI, A liusbenit glue pie *vire, W1 JUr ghee* Nephew mad , The particulars ofs triple murder at, Lerrusherry Station cm the Poiewarer Lauke aleanna intd Western Railroad, four nailer east ofNichol' e liege County, leave just 060n leaped. At the station mentioned there lived Horace Iteuesberry and wife, and with them Rome E. Payson, a nephew who was a favorite withethe old people, en they had YIA child of their OWD. Some irotweb,rry's brother, Norman, age fifty- two, the principal in the tragedy, several years ago parted from his wife, lost his property and alma has drifted about, living for some time in Elmira. After a time he went to hi, brother's term to live, In Daeomber he married Miss Presser, age seventeen, and began honeekeeping in a small house near the home of his brother, the latter supplying him with money, Nor- man Is represented as being j Worm, because Horace Louusberry showed so much favor to the eephew Horace and this with A quarrel whioh (moaned yesterday between the murder and the latter about a horse is thought to have lad to the tragedy. About 8 o'clook this morning Frances Pay- son, a slater of Horace, noticed Norman Louneberry going into the woodshed of the house with a gun. Shortly afterward a report was heard and her fears were arous- ed as Imuneberry had been heard to threaten her brothern life. She and Mrs. Horace Lounsberry ran out and found Horace Pav- e= lying dead where he had been shot while ploughing. Constables Charles L. Dunham, of Nichols, and Spencer'ot Toga Centre, went re leto arrest Louneberry. On breaking into the heuse, Lounaberry was found lying in the metre of the room with the top of Lis head blown off and tbe blood and brains ecatter- ed all about on a bed. In a back room was found the body of hie wife with a gunshot wound back of one war. Tao following note was found by Louniberry " Send for Allen 0. Lenneberry to some and take care of nee, to Waverly. I am crazy. May God have meroy on my soul. I have a hope beyond this world and have prayed for Himto have mercy on my soul,' Oae of the horses was wounded by the first shot which mimed Payson. Notwith- standing Louneberry's statement that he was crazy, it is believed that he was cause- lesely jaalone of Payson. Thoughtful Benevoleaoe, This would be a glad world if be Vey ofert= • ture In it wore to do all he could to lessen' pain and inorease happinens. It is astonishing hew much auffering can bo prevented by a little attentkn of the e right kind at the right mcment. An audi- ence of three thousand people may be kept In misery for two hours if the janitor does.' not watch his thermometer ; or a whole play -ground full of weledisposed boys map' be tormented by one half -civilized bully On the ether hand, a large party goes off beautifully, simply because the direotor of the entertainment has taken thoughtful pains to have it go off so. Some people seem to have s, lovely genius for diffusing happinese around them. They are themselves so engaging that only tinbe near them is a delight. Most of us, how- ever, if we would wiper the hs,ppluess ef making others happy, must try to do it. We mast avoid and remove causes of pain ; we must invent and provide the means ef enjoyment. The most usual cause of failure In this particular le not thinking. The evening lamp is distressing a lair of aged eyes; a thoughtful pereon quietly places a preen se as to shelter them from elm piercing light. "Why didn't I think of that whispers the onlooker to himeolf. Thinking of it is the rare accomplishment. Anybody can perform the trifles of household benevolence; the merit lies in not forgeteing to do them. Mr. Andrew Carnegie, one of the iron Binge of Pennsylvania, mentions in hisnow celeorated article in The Forum two faots which illustrate what a little thought may do to mitigate the human lot. One of the workmen in the employment of his company happened to allude to the increased eget of groceries throngh having to buy on credit, wages being paid only once a month "Well, ' said Mr. Careeteie, "why cannot we overcome .that by paying every two weenie. 'Wo did not like to ask it," replied the mem "became° we have always underptood that it weal& mane much tremble ; 101 11 you do that it would be worth an ad- vance of Eve par cent, in our wages." The change was made Dt once, and now the custom prevails in manymenufaoturing centres of paying wages every week. Mil- lions of men have desired that for sixty years. A little thoughtful good nature would have stared to bestow the boon two generations ago. From another men, at the same interview Mr. Carnegie was surprised to learn that poor men veto bought a few bushels of coal at a time paid just twice the price which his company paid. Ono moment's kindly thought remedied this grievance. "How easy for tui," said the president of the company, "10 deliver coal to our men in small quantities at coat 1" So said, BO done. Arad as.,such ideas are exceedingly con- tagiouil, a very large number divan masters now provide their men with coal en this , same terms. There are few things more catching than wise benevolence, It beats theisearlet fever.. Despite' all appearances to the contrary, the deepest thicg in man la the lova he bears hie fellow -man. How he Popped the Question. VMS sitting by the aide of Imogene, maditating ripen the beet manner of coming to the point, when ehe took up an orange that lay upon the table. 'W111 you take part of this 7' she in- quired. I assented, but my mind was running more on orange fiowers than fruit, What she was thinking of I can't say. She divid- ed the orange Into two parte, and gave me one. A sudden implication C31119 upon me, "Oh, Imogene 1" said I, " 1 wish you would nerve rue as you have this orange." "Whet de you mean 7" she asked quite innocently. " Why, you have halved the orange —now won't you have me 7" am a little oblivloue ars to what followed for the next few Moments— only I remem- ber that somehow I found my moustache in contact with her lips. We are to be mar- ried early in the Summer, A German school teacher was instructing j his pupils how to not when the Grand Duke should pmethrough on the railroad, an avant which was to occur next day. " Remember children," said the pedagogue, " that an soon an the train arrives you are to yell as loud as you can Long live the Grand Duke until he leaves." Next day when the Grand Duke arrived at the station, and graciously bowed from the platform of the Npecial oar the school ohildren made the welkin weary by yoking " Long live the Grand Duko until he leaven 1"