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All London is talking of Barnmn and
his circus. His levees at the hotel have
been thronged, and Buffalo Bill is en
ft rely forgotten.
English statistics give a notable de
crease in their convict population during
the last twenty years, The total number
of convicts under sentence of ]>enal servi¬
tude was 6405 in July: twenty years ago
it was 11.600.
Neil W. Price, author of several
popular songs, including “Stick to Your
Mother, Tom," and “A Boy's Best
Friend is His Mother.” lets died at
Chattanooga, Tonn., in the most abject
poverty, from the opium ha oil.
Africa requires 2,000,00(1 blankets to
supply the native population alone, Be
sides this there is a demand for woolen
clothing for the ever-increasing white
jtopulation. This lias to be imported,
although the Cape wool is of the best
quality in the world.
The magisterial tariff in England for
kissing ladies against their will is con
siantlv increasing. The operation for¬
merly cost about five dollars; but the
price of kisses has nearly doubled of late,
and a tailor who chased a lady creditor
round a table and kisseil her at the end
of the chase was recently mulcted in
ten dollars, including costs.
Thomas Lamb, a United States pris
oner rcceived at the Omaha Penitentiary
from Texas in January, 1889, on an
eighteen months’ sentence lor smuggling,
has been pardoned by the President.
Lamb, who is an Englishman by birth,
is the owner of an enormous tract of
land in Mexico, where his wife and four
children live, which is said to be valued
at $1,000,000, and yet he attempted to
increase his wealth by resorting to
rime.
The tramdati >n of leading documents
from English into Spanish is quite an
important business in St. Louis. There
is also much corresjiondence relating to
mines that must be translated. A Ann
recently received a letter ordering sup¬
plies, in which the two languages were
strangely mixed. One of the items
called for a certain number of “ Mouqua
Kindles.” It took some time for the
clerk to guess that monkey wrenches
were wanted, but his guess was cor¬
rect.
It ix said that never in the past twenty
years has the United States been so poorly
represented abroad by a navy as at
present. The old wooden ships have
been disappearing at a rapid rate during
the last year or so. The loss of the
Trenton ami the Vandalia at Samoa was
a bitter blow. All the foreign stations
*re now held only in a vague and
shadowy way. There is but one Atncri
an war ship iu European waters, a con¬
dition of affairs which has not occurred
before since 1820.
The average citizen of the United
States knows very little about the man¬
agement of affairs in the sister republic
of Mexico. Every little while a bit of
news creeps iuto the papers which causes
us to modify our views. Thus we are
accustomed to think of our continent be¬
ing free from the old-world vice of main¬
taining armies composed of men forced
into service in time of peace, but it seems
that the system prevails in Mexico. Her
army, smalt as it is. is made up in part
of forced recruits. A number of these
the other day, while under the charge of
an escort, mutinied, severely wounded a
lieutenant and killed a sergeant. The
mutineers were subsequently arrested and
sent to the City of Mexico, to he shot for
their crime. Something must he radi¬
cally wrong iu Mexico, observes the San
Francisco Vhronlcle, or she would not he
compelled to resort to force to keep up
her small army.
Miss Kate Drexel, the Philadelphia
heiress to over $5,000,000, who was ad¬
mitted as a postulate into the severe or¬
ders of the Sisters of Mercy, has now
taken the white veil, her first six months
*>f probation having ended. This step
is a new one toward the black veil,which,
ubout three years hence, will separate
her from the woild for life. “It
would lie a mistake,” says the New
York Sun, “to attribute to undue influ¬
ences the disposition Miss Drexel is mak¬
ing of herself and her millions. It is
simply the natural development of the
life she has led since her infancy. Her
father was a deeply religious man. So
was her mother, a Miss Longstreth, who
died when Kate was only two years old,
but found time to sow in her mind the
seeds of a mysticism which was carefully
cultivated since by her stepmother, a
Miss Bouvier, whose family was of the
strictest religious habits such as are still
to be found in highly cultivated French
families nowadays. Sister Drexel will
devote her life to the education of Indian
ami colored girls, and a few years from
now will probably be heard from as the
Superioress of a useful branch of her or
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THE OGLETHORPE ECHO. T,EYIN01Y>Y,'GA., FRTDAT. J HILARY 3, 189®.
FALLING LEAVES,
Thev are drooping, slowly drooping—
Embers from the flaming trees—
All their radiance and splendor,
Kindled by the sunshine tender,
To the ej.rt h they now surrender
And the wayward breeze.
They are coming, softly coming—
Amber, amethyst and pearl—
With the ties of nature riven,
Tempest tossed and madly driven;
Flashing lustre back to heaven
In their giddy whirl.
They are flitting—gayly flitting—
Fledglings of autumnal light—
From then lofty perches straying,
With each passing zephyr (flaying,
Bough and bush the course delaying
Of their final flight.
They are hovering—gently hovering—
Oier vale and nigged steep;
Covering o'er the bloom-lit spaces
Which the early frost defaces,
Mantling tenderly the places
Where our loved ones sleep.
Yes, they're falling—sadly falling—
Russet, crimson, gold and gray—
Beauteous millions headlong flying,
With the wind's discordant sighing,
At our feet ignobly lying.
Waiting dread decay.
They are teaching—fitly teaehing
That, which gladdens—that which grieves:
There is naught of earth abiding: i
But, behind all nature hiding,
Isa hand our footsteps guiding
And the failing leaves
—A. IF. Hand, in Springfield Union.
IIEIi HI'S BAX ITS NIECE.
bv prank ii. stauffer.
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enr ? e \ y0 !‘ get tlus .
, ,,, ‘ a le Henderson, its she
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” an ' ( ' nes I, ‘ r , a Y> iu , s ,^. lie al1 ^ said, • sk,u with *-. some
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. 1-nday, „ .. rcbukingly
1S , re
.. , -\ou carried
pie. ns wie it about
i ..nr pocket for at least two days. It
. lorn yotir nicce, i aniiy At wood. Slie |
*T, 7 y f s te y “ ,u l will lie 1
i ....... . ie eig , H o dock , , train this morn-|
nig, am it is la t-past seven now. 1 j
a nice state of affairs, isntit? i
1 'r -t ' ’ ;ln '' -SH in Muttie, the;
. °mig He arrner regret hilly admitted. i
was f mn ,>me, g°°, citured i
, ,, sturdy . frame and pleasing
< ow, in in j
m" 1 ' f "' lli P 111 ll, ’ s hand, and
s wagon .. oaded i with milch cans, was
!
. .'l in ing a ne gate. I
. ie says she 11 get off at forest sta-j
ion, where you are to meet her, Airs. j
II le 'e"l ettcr •t? 0 " ller ‘‘y es once 'wore on I
'
“Oh, pshaw," cried the husband with
an impatience unusual with him. “1
can t. I must have my milk at Beaver
station on time. Why didn’t she come
over the road most convenient to me?”
“1 suppose she’ll have to walk here,”
replied the young wife, “And as she
says that she intends to stay three weeks,
no doubt .she has brought her trunk with
her—u trunk of no mean dimensions, I'll
venture to predict, ...
more nut out about chum,' it are
There's the butter to the cloH^
111 Irmi ii, , ,..,i ^ .
goodness only knows wiiat else. She'll I
be ton dainty to lav « hand to anything,
and will spend her time reading, sleeping
and lolling i„ the hammock. 8he might
have waited to be asked "
“1 know it. will prove aii infliction ” i
the husband consolingly said “But ! i
guess there’s nothing to do hut to hear
it. Things may not turn out so had as
you fancy they will.”
He got. into tin; wagon and drove off.
Mrs. Henderson walked into the spring
house to churn the butter. She was sel
don, peevish and rarely complained,
the visit really seemed inopportune. She
was no. very ‘strong, and as she worked
early and late and took no recreation ’ il
was beginning to tell on her , nerves.
The farm was not entirely mud * for
, , HtHe . , woman!’ ,; .
She sensible amUelt
that it was her duty to second her thrifty
husband's efforts. 'Leisure, if not ......
peteney, would come l.y and by.
In descending the steps of the .spring
house, she fell and sprained her ankle,
the pain so great that she almost
fainted.
“That means a week of enforced idie
ness,” she despairingly thought. “Time
so precious, and that fashionably reared l
niece of George's more of a hindrance \
than a help. Oh, dear!”
After much painful effort, she suc¬
ceeded in reaching the sitting room, and
threw herself upon the comfortable
lounge. She fell into a doze, and when
she opened her eyes there stood Fanny
Atwood, looking down into her face.
She had on a plain, sensible looking
traveling dress. Her figure was compact,
her complexion healthy, her air cheerful,
her demeanor sell possessed. Her cheeks
were dimpled, her mouth indicated reso¬
lution, her soft brown eyes offered con
fidence and invited it. She had walked
two miles through the hot sun, over a
dusty road, but one would hardly have
thought so, she looked so neat, clean and
placid.
“You are rav Aunt Mattie, I suppose?”
she said, in a low. sweet voice, a smile
lurking among her dimples.
“Y’es,” Airs. Henderson said with an
effort. -Your untie forgot to give me
vour letter until this morning. He could
not meet von because he had to deliver
the milk over at the other railroad at the
hour vou named. 1 am sorrv you ' had to
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JJ.
"l wasn't vexed about it,” replied the
visitor. “Nor am L iu a liurrv about mv
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. .,
“I sprained .‘-I mv ankle” Airs.
son said am kfraid l will not he
for three four dav- ”
or
“That is too bad,” eommiseratingly
rejoined Miss Atwood, -It seems 1 was
just to come. 1 can do ever so many
filings for you.”
••Yes,” grimly assented Mrs. Hender
BOB.
“I'll first look alter that ankle,” the
visitor said, briskly, cheerfully.
She removed her dainty-looking cuffs,
and then took oft her aunt's shoe and
stocking. i
“It is considerably swollen,” she said,
“lam not surprised,’’ replied Airs,
Henderson. “You'll find a bottle of
liniment in the cupboard, yonder.’’
“I wouldn't put liniment on it just
yet,” advised Fanny. “Have you any
sugar of lead?” *
“Very likely. Look in that medicine
box in the cupboard. There’s a little of
everything there, almost. j
Fanny found the Sugar of lead, and
then some linen suitable for a bandage. .
She put the sugar of lead in a basin,
added cold water, soaked the bandage
in it and then wrapped it around the .
swollen ankle. She went about it like
a professional nurse. j
“That feels very cooling," Mrs. Hen- -
derson gratefully said.
“There is nothing reduces a swelling ;
like sugar of lead water,” replied Fanny,
I'll wet the bandage every nowand then J
with it. Just you remain quiet, dearie,!
and don't bother yourself about any
thing. You have no girl;
“No, child,” Mr-. Henderson said, j
"We cannot afford to keep one.”
“I’ll get uncle his dinner,” announced
I’anny.
"You'll—get—George Ills dinner!” j
repeated Mrs. Henderson.
Fanny noticed the incredulity in her j
tone, laughed prettily, and said:
“Why shouldn’t I? If you will allow <
me to skirmish around I'll manage tofind ,
things. However, it isn't near dinner !
time yet. When I went to the kitchen
for the basin I saw' you had sprinkled I
the clothes. Shall I iron them?”
She saw the odd smile that came to
her tired aunt's lips and correctly inter- j
preted it. think iron?”
"Maybe you I can't she
pleasantly said. “Just you wait and j
see.” At-j :
“But the dress you have on, Miss I
wooc ]? jj_»>
“Was selected for service,” completed
p aQn y. “Of course I’ll put on one of
your " aprons.”
\vh< u George Henderson returned i
f rom his errand", he heard some one sing- j i
; D „ c i ieer j| y j n the kitchen. He stepped
in an( | saw , def;e ironing away as
, i,.ft 5 V as if she had spent the best part of
j ier |j f( . a( it She made such a pretty ;
picture: tlmt lie st 0<) <! still and looked at
her.
“How do you do, uncle?” a twinkle of
merriment in her brown eyes; then she
went and kissed him, standing on tip-toe
)o do SQ
,.i> m „] ad VO u’ve come, Fanny,” he
sa j ( i with heartiness. “I suppose Mattie
explained why I did not meet you at the
stat j on? But w |,y are you ironing?
Where is Mattie?” •
. i!S ) lc j s lying down, uncle. She fell
and sprained her ankle.”
Mr. Henderson stepped info the stting- j j
room, a look of concern on his face.
“Why, dear, how did this happen?”
he kindly asked.
“Oh, how does anything happen?” she
replied, a little querulously. “Through
my own awkwardness, no doubt, f al
most fainted, the pain was so great.
“Does it, pain you now, dear?” |
“I am glad to say that it doesn’t. ’
r ‘ l bathc k with su S ar of ,eiul water ’” [
^ ‘in^’ain'uly n«*s tn«u, u !
l )Hcd th ° wifc ' ”'1 "’as her own sugges- j
,
“Oh!” , ejaculated Mr. Henderson, with )
,
b.crcastng appreciation oi Ins niece.
“And she insists upon ironing. A
l in M.V mess she’ll make of it!”
“Well, maybe not,” “I Mr. watched Henderson her j
said in a quiet tone. good ironer, a j
little while. Mattie, you are a
but she is your equal.” exclaimed
“Oh, nonsense, George!”
his wife. “Reared in the city, as she
has been--”
“IMn’t neccssarHy make her a lazy.
mwcl-rca, t.ig nnbeede, HUerrup
»«* husband "Perhaps we haven t
J ust to Fa,,n >'- 1 thmk she ,s u
solid, energetic, \ capable 1 sort of a girl,
and lt ls 1,1< k v that she , camc '
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■•Well, I hope it may prove so, ’ doubt
,he ' vifc ' '^'orge, there’s
’
“HI churn that, . , ,, he , said. ., “ . ... Veil ... get ,
a mm<1 !, ' ease '
Non wdl get about much sooner if you
Fanny - Atwood prepared dinner, now
and , then ,, shppiug into the nttiug-nwm to
wet the bandage, and to chat in her
cheery way with her patient.
On the third dav Airs. Henderson was
able ,, to hobble to tne kitchen, ... , ’ where , she
fouud everything - ® iu most excellent
011
-Look , at my currant , jelly, . ,, „ r Fanny .....
proudly said as she held up one of the
glass jars to the light. It was translucent
and bright as ruby tinted wine.
"It is very nice,” Mrs. Henderson said.
“How much sugar did you take?”
•‘Pound for pound,” replied Fanny.
“I wasn’t extravagant, was I?”
“You were wise," her aunt said with
a smile.
She opened the door leading into the
cellar.
"Fanny, did you whitewash the stair
way ! she asked in surprise.
"Yes. auntie. It needed it. I knew
you meant to do it, for I saw you had
slacked the lime. Isn t it nicely done?
“Very nicely,” Airs. Henderson said.
••Rut it wasn't right for you to do it.
Surely your bauds
“Look at them,” Fanny said, laugh
mg- 'They are as white and soft as
any lady's. 1 put gloves on-and then
I have a sort of dainty way of working,
I can doit well without pitching into it
all over. If it was right, for you to
whitewash the cellar-way, it was right
for me to whitewash it. I came here to
lu qp vou su ,i to spare you; to ride the
horses, to go to the mill with Uncle
George, and to make myself useful and
welcome. If you are not going to let
-
me work, or have any fun, why, i'll go
rffiht back to New York. ’
She spoke with voluble earnestness.
her gestures rapid, her dimples dancing,
Mrs. Mattie Henderson sat down in a
I chair and cried.
“AVhy, aunt, what is the matter.
asked Fanny, her brown eyes widening,
i "1 hope I didn t *ay anything -
“No, dear, you didn't," replied Mrs.
Henderson in a broken voice. “1 am
crying because I am ashamed of myself—
because I have been so unkind to you in
my thoughts. I supposed that you would
annoy me. and hinder me: that y ou
would bo helpless, selfish, fault-finding:
that you-----"
“But you think more kindly of me
now. do you not ." interrupted Fanny,
her hands moving caressingly over her
aunt s hair.
"Most certainly I do. replied Mrs.
Henderson, explosively. "That is why
I confess my injustice—why 1 want to
make amends—why I----
“Don’t mind it. aunty." said the sweet,
forgiving, sympathetic voice. -I don't
censure you, and it’s all right now.
There may he—and, in fact, there are—
frivolous, helnl< >* girls in New
York city—and in other cities—but 1 am
not one of them. If I was, I am afraid
I would despise myself
“I am glad you have come. Fanny .and
I will be sorry when you go, Mrs.
Henderson said, and she meant it. "My
prejudices misled me, and I have been
taught a lesson. Hereafter 1*11 not be so
hasty in estimating people, especially be¬
fore I have met them.” —Detroit Fret
Press.
The Proper Amount of Sleep.
Insomnia is rightly regarded as one of
the marks of an overwrought or worried
nervous system, and conversely we may
take it that sound sleep lasting for a
reasonable period, say, from six to nine
hours in the case of adults, is a fair test
of nervous competence. Various acei
dental causes may temporarily interfere
with sleep in the healthy; but still the
rule holds good, and a normal brain re
veals its condition by obedience to this
daily rhythmic variation. Custom can
do mueh to contract one’s natural term of
sleep, a fact of which we are constantly
reminded in these days of high pressure;
the process is too artificial to be
freely employed. Laborious days with
scanty intervals of rest go far to secure
all the needful conditions of insomnia,
In allotting hours of sleep it is impossi
ble to adopt any maxim or uniform cus
tom. The due allowance varies with the
indvidual. Age, constitution, sex,fatigue,
exercise, each has its share of influence.
Young persons and hard workers naturally
need and should have more sleep than
those who neither grow nor labor. Wo
men have by common consent been as*
signed a longer period of rest thin men,
an ,i this arrangement, in the event of
their doing hard work, is in strict accord
with their generally lighter physical eon
struetion and recurrent infirmities. Abso
lute rule there is none, and it is of little
moment to fix an exact average allowance
provided the recurrence of sleep be regu
and its amount sufficient for the
needs of a given person, so that fatigue
does not result in such nerve prostration
and irritability as render healthy rest ira
possible .—London Lancet.
Chinese Accountants in Japan.
Q ue cus t om interests exceedingly the
foreigner, particularly the American, says
a Yokohama (Japan) letter to the Mail
an y Express. On stepping iuto a bank,
almost anywhere in Japan, to have a
ot C }"J the “f.f teller 0r or mak cashier * a ^P counting 08 ^ instead your
money, a Chinaman “compradore”
(falsely so_ called) transacts that part of
your business. 1 he larger business
houses likewise oi foreigners have the
Chinese -compradore to count all mon
passing through the office. Two
reasons for this: First, experience has
proven the Chinese accountants to lie
more rapid and proficient in figures, es
pecially in counting money, than any
other nationality; second the Chinaman
is a reliable “middleman,” for racial
reasons, between the bank officers or
firm, and the Japanese customer, as there
is no danger ol any conspiracy between
this < hums ■ official and the. natives of
tins country. Heavy bonds are given by
the Celestial gentleman holding this re
sponsible , position. .. This and some other
lines ot business have induced over two
thousand Chinese to take up their resi
deuce in Yokohama alone.
( hewing Tea Leaves.
The newest thing in the way of a light,
genteel stimulant that I have seen used is
tea, said a doctor to a St. Louis reporter,
, p;ms ul ,. takcn ll: v , just as the
^ ^ ^ ;(nd ( : hewed in the
1 ' thrown out after
ward like old quid • i ot tobacco,
an ,
It is a woman s habit, ana has taken „
the , place , of chewing , gum to a great ex
tent, ’ but I have seen one or two young ft
t imentin f with the u>a , a „ d
* be a re lllur fad . i tried it,
-
that no man who uses tobac
co can get any stimulant out of tea. It's
rather harmless, and the stimulating ef
j feet is obtained much more quickly by
| chewing it than by drinking it. Those
j I have seen using it consume much more
()f jt) too> than thev WO uld if they dratik
it.
It. is an indoor practice, hut, of course,
1 it spreads. We’ll see it ou the street-cars
, lnd tbe theatres, just as the gum
, chewing appears to us now.
A Professional Blush Producer.
Not very far from the , corner of . Locust T ,
and Broadway, says tue St. Lotus dimes
Star , in a prettily furnished office, can
found exquisitely . . ,
be a young man.
dressed and as pretty as a picture in
personal appearance. He is a producer
j online of manly blushes, sweet and pink can give nut inside any mas- ot
cueeK a
\ ten minutes. Lora long time past stu
: dent* of humanity have wondered at the
pmk -ueeks of narrow chested dudes.
, They need.wonder longer. Lor
i no a
I good, liberal fee, this “blush producer”
. will place the softest ot healthy pick
; tints on any face. 1 he artist—if he may
, be so ealled-uses in the operation a light
j corroding acid, which keeps the pores of
| the skin open at all times, The least
excitement ora breath of fresh air cause*
f this acid to get in its “fine work, and
, the happy dude is blessed with a pair of
piuk ilv-tk*. . ■ ui, .,ow i .
seem* as mougn science w.u knockm 0
■ 0lIt 01 mot *'“ 113 urt ‘
HOUSEHOLD AFFAIRS.
NEW HOUSES.
There is too-great haste in occupying
a house after its oompletion. In many
places there is such demand for dwell¬
ings, and often business apartments, that
as soon as finished they are occupied.
This is especially true’of small dwellings.
There is more danger in this than is sup¬
posed. There is no health in dampness and
and mould under any circumstances,
in living apartments where tendency is
toward poor ventilation, dampness of
newly finished houses contribute largely
to ill health. In the town of Basle,
Switzerland, a regulation has been adopt¬
ed which prevents newly built houses
from being occupied until four months
alter completion. Under many circum¬
stances. so long a time as above specified
is not necessary, but it is often well to
err on the side of safety. The size of
the houses, its location, surroundings,
the material used and the state of the
weather enter into consideration of the
time necessary in which a building should
become sufficiently dry for occupancy.—
San it ary Fetes.
A POISONOUS PRACTICE.
If housekeepers everywhere would start
and maintain a crusade against the sale
of undrawn poultry in the markets or by
farmers it would work a most wholesome
hygienic reform, says Good Housekeeping.
It is a vicious paactice, an abuse, in fact,
that people have endured as they leave
many other abuses, because there is no
remedy except in concerted action oi
legislation. It is impossible to keep un¬
drawn poultry even a few hours without
the beginning of putrefaction from the
effect of the gases from the.undigested
food in the “crop” and intestines. The
longer it is kept the more of the poison
goes into the flesh, and, in the majority
of cases, the poultry that reaches the
kitchen from the market is actually unfit
lor food. Housekeepers could well af¬
ford to pay a larger price to have the
poultry dressed immediately upou being
killed—-they pay for much weight that
is thrown away, as it is, beside having
left a mass of poisoned flesh. It is urged
that some people prefer the flavor of un¬
dressed poultry, but that fact only makes
the matter more alarming, since it indi¬
cates that we are cultivating a taste for
putrid meat.
CHICKEN PIE.
There are many ways of making a
chicken pie, but this is a good one: Cut
up as for fricasse a pair of tender chick¬
ens weighing from six to eight pounds.
Put them over the fire with a quarter of
a pound of salt pork, cut in very thin
strips, and add boiling water to scarcely
cover; simmer slowly until tender. Re¬
move all the nicer pieces, the breasts of
which make four pieces from each chick¬
en, the first and second joints each cut
iuto two. Leave the backs, the tips of
the wings and the necks to simmer an¬
other hour, adding a minced onion and
some parsley. Line a very large earthen
pudding dish with good paste: lay in
the pieces of chicken, strain over it the
gravy, which you have thickened slight¬
ly, put on the top crust and bake until
the crust is done. When taken from the
oven pour in slowly some of the reserved
gravy through the hole made in the top
of the paste. Of course, all the larger
bones are to be removed when the chick¬
en is laid in the paste, and each layer
must be seasoned with salt, pepper and
minced parsley. It is good either hot
or cold, and the day after the dinner you
will have chance to sample in the latter
state.
ItECIPES.
Boiled Codfish—Soak in a pan ot
water over night, and simmer two or
three hours, or until well done. Serve
with drawn butter, with hard boiled egg
chopped fine and stirred in; also garnish
the fish with slices of hard boiled egg
laid on it or around the edge.
Minced Veal—Take an earthen dish,
and put in it a layer of breadcrumbs;
over this place pieces of butter, then a
layer of minced cold veal, with salt and
pepper, then more crumbs, butter, veal,
salt and pepper. When the dish is full,
with a layer of crumbs for the top, poui
over it an egg, beaten, well, and mixed in
half a cup of milk. Bake until brown.
Hashed Meat—Take the trimmings ol
cold boiled or roasted ham; chop fine
and spread on delicate slices of toast,
buttered, and place in the oven for about
three minutes; heat up six eggs with half
a cup of milk, put into a saucepan, add
pepper, salt and two ounces of butter,
and stir till it begins to thicken: remove
from the fire, stir a little, then spread on
the ham and serve.
Fried Chicken—Put equal quantities
of butter and lard in a hot frying pan.
If the chicken has been previously cooked
it will need no more salt. Dredge in
flour, and fry it to a nice brown in each
side. Make a dressing by putting two
tablespoonfuls of flour into the hot fat
and stirring until brown; then add one
pint of sweet milk, salt and pepper to
taste. Serve in a gravy boat.
Fried Raw Potatoes—Pare and slice
thinly into cold water some medium¬
sized potatoes, drain in a'colander and
put into a frying-pan in which is two
tablespoons melted butter or clarified
drippings, or half of each; cover closely
ten miuutes. removing only to stir them
from the bottom to keep from burning;
cook another ten minutes, stirring until
lightly browned. Sweet potatoes may be
prepared in the same wav.
Saratoga Chips—Thinly peel and -slice
on a slaw cutter over a pan of cold water
four large potatoes, using new when in
season; salt the water and let stand while
breakfast is preparing; take handfuls of
the potatoes at a time, drain and dry them
on a napkin; separate the slices and drop
ahandful at a time in boiling lard, with¬
out contact with each other; stir with a
fork until a light brown or crisp, as de¬
sired; skim out, drain well and serve in
an open dish. Are verv good cold ss
well.
At the Illinois State Fair a boy sixteen
years old had on exhibition sixty varie¬
ties of beans, all shelled and named.
DEGENERATE days.
9h, the man with a fist like the hoof of«
horse.
That can discount the kick of a mule in its
force,
Has-found, in the tussle i
Of-iife, it is muscle,
Ind ‘brains area waste as a matter of course.
He mar get all the favors of fate he may
ask,
n a glamour of gold for a while can he bask,
If he pleases the asses
Who gather in masses
IVi see him go over the falls in a cask.
[f you only are born with a head set awry;
rf like a cyclop you have only an eye;
If you happen a midget,
Or have one extra digit,
St'ou are bound to succeed aiul you needn't
half try.
So. away with your Latin, away with your
Greek,
All the training you need is to harden your
cheek.
They are thumpers, not scholars,
Who harvest the dollars,
And the wreath’s on the head of the museum
freak.
—Charles M. Snycler, in Lippincott.
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
Does the crow ever mope over any lost
caws?
Whaling grounds—Country school
house.
A Maine barber has fallen “hair” to a
handsome fortune.
A skilful cook is the most popular of
Interior decorators.
Talking about wheelmen, when they
toil not neither do they spin.
Many an honest debtor wishes he had
i round sum to square up with.
The ocean greyhounds have no time
to consider barks at sea.— Picayune.
The most self-conceited are those who
continually depreciate natural vanity.
It was a butcher who remarked that
four quarters were less than the whole.—
Life.
The pen is mightier than the sword;
but the pencil isn’t much good without
the knife.
“Excuse me,” said a tramp, as he was
led to the wood shed, “but I am not
experienced in running a chop house.”
Dentist (to patient)—“Will out?” "you Patient— take
gas to have the tooth
“How much is it a thousand?”— Judge.
Quack—“If you use my medicine you
will use no other. Patient—“That’s
what I’m afraid of, doctor .”—Yankee
Blade.
The pug dog fills many a man with
the disappointing thought that he might
be handsome if he were only ugly
enough.
Woman is a lovely creature, and she
knows it, too. but she is always willing
to be told it once more .—Somerville
Journal.
Mr. Gustus Phew—“Will you remem¬
ber me when I am far away?” Miss
Sally Day—“How far away are you
going?”— Puck.
Thompson (proudly)—“Robinson you
see that gun? My wife killed a bear with
that once.” Robinson—“Ah, indeed!
What was she shooting at .”—Munseys
Weekly.
Mildred (who hears that her aunt is
going to take a fencing lesson)—“Oh,
auntie, do take me with you. I’d love
to see you jump over the fences!”— Har¬
per s Bazar.
Tommy—“Mamma, give me some
pears.” Mother—“Why, Tommy, you
have eaten five or six already.” “Well,
them ain’t the ones I want. It's them in
the basket I’m after .”—Texas Siftings.
.Tonnny—“What did the minister mean
when he said something about a place
where thieves do not break through and
steal?” Mr. Dumpsey—“He referred to
your mother's dress pocket ,”—Lawrence
American.
i. My good man,” said the lady to the
gardener, “which is your choice for the
national flower?” “I haven’t given it
much thought, mum” he replied; “but
I'd vote for the chrysanthy, mum.”—
Norristown Herald.
fashioned Snowberry—“Speaking of the old
custom of writing ‘finis’ at the
end of a book makes me think of my
wife.” Donney—“How so?” Snow
berry—“Oh, she always gets in the last
word .”—Kearney Enterprise.
“Here’sadogI must get!” exclaimed
the owner of a dime museum, as he read
iu the paper about an animal in Wiscon¬
sin who swallows coins whenever he has
an opportunity, “What do you want
him for?” as‘ked a friend, “Because
there’s money in it.”— Manse?/s Weekly.
Applicant-—“If you have a position in
your bank vacant, sir, I would like to
apply for it.” Bank President—“There
is no vacancy, now, I believe, except
that of runner. ” Applicant—“I am
qualified to fill that, sir. I did the best
long distance work in Yell College, sir^
last year.”— Yeruomnes News.
“I don't think Jones has been indulg¬
ing too mueh,” said his kindly believing
spouse; “but, still, I thought it rather
odd of him that he should wrench the
knocker off the front door and bring it
up to me as I sat in bed, saying that he'd
gathered another rose for me out of the
garden, poor, dear, simple boy: he‘s just
as loving and sentimental as ever he
was ."—London Punch.
The Lady and the Tiger.
A necklace composed of tiger's claws
mounted in diamonds is the favorite
ornament of Baroness Marie Ede von
Ameline, the famous tiger huntress. She
killed with her own hand the four beasts
from whose claws her unique piece of
jewelry is made, and preserves their
skins as rugs. She is now traveling in
this country, as is another huntress, Ladv
Eva Wyndham Linn, who claims to have
slain six man-eaters during a visit to her
uncle, the Governor of Nepaul.— Phil/t
dehJua Record.
A Toronto (Canada) inventor says his
ship will cross the ocean in four davs.