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For .-.do by your Paint Dealer. Ask for Circular conlainitfg Samples of If tints, niapufaclured only by the Ai-ababtink Co., >’ B. CtiLKcn, Manager, Grand Mich. •V- PURE -r- PAINTS ReadyForUse Olives, Terra Cottas and all the latest fashionable shades for CITY COUNTRY OR SEASIDE. . Warranted durable and permanent. Descriptive Lists, showing 32 actual shades, sent on application. For sale by the principal dealers, wholesale and retail, throughout the country. Ask for them and take no others. BILLINGS, TAYLOR & CO. OHIO. A Cool Horse Thief. “Where are you going with those horses?” Policeman Sturges asked a man whom he met on Nelson avenue, Jersey City, leading a pair of handsome bays. ‘Tm going to Newark,” the stranger answered. “Well, I think I’ll have to take you to the station,” said the policeman. “I wish you-would,” replied the man. “I’ve been already stopped by two policemen, and I’m lieginning to be tired of that sort of thing. Just hold one of these horses until I mount the other and I’ll go with yon.” Sturges held one of the animals while his prisoner jumped upon the back of the other and instantly galloped off. ' Sturges fired at him, but the thief escaped. @ljc jS’niiinuTuilk VOL XI. SUMMERVILLE, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY EVENING, OCTOBER 15, 1884. NO. 39. SAWS' —» PATENT TRIPLE .MJTlONtfgfl TREEZERX The only Freezer ever made having three distinct motions inside the can, thereby, of course, produc ing finer ami smoother Cream than any other Freezer on the market. 300,000 in use. Catalogue ami Price List Hailed upon application. WHITE MOUNTAIN FREEZER CO., NASHUA, N. H. 1 i y i . THE VIRGINIA OYSTERS. SmnethlnsAbout it l.lvelv Elizabeth Itlver I mtustry. This country here is the land of the oyster, and millions of bushels arc raised yearly, writes a correspondent from Fortress Monroe, Va. They grow in the salt water at the mouth of the Elizabeth River, and naturally fasten themselves to the rocky parte of ite bed. During the season the river swarms with boats fishing for them. They are caught by a kind of a rake or tongs which the oyster catcher thrusts down, catches hold of them and pulls them up into his boat. The business of catching them is done by the colored population, and fish and oysters form the staple diet of the negroes of this region. It is a good business, too, this catching of oysters, and many of the oysterers make good wages. A good catch is always saleable, and the river Is free to all. After the men have caught a boatload, they bring them to the oyster packers and sell them. I visited the largest of these es tablishments here, and watched their preparation for the northern market. A scow containing about 500 tons of oysters in the shell, all of them dirty and slimy, piled tip like a big lot of stones on its floor, hod just come iu. These were unloaded by means of a der rick and a bushel tub with an iron handle. The oysters were shovelled, still dripping, into this tub, and after landing were wheeled into a long, low shed. Each tub was worth thirty-five cents, and they were counted as they were unloaded. Stepping inside the shed, I saw two rows of narrow stalls with a sort of manger in their front ends. Each of these was filled with a big colored oyster shucker. The oysters were emptied into the mangers and these men, with a small hammer and a short-bladed knife, opened them, took cut the oysters and threw them into a bucket the size of a common wooden pail. First they would lift up the oyster shell, then break off ite end with the hammer, then inject the knife into the broken place and pry it open. They worked very fast, and as they did so their queer Southern songs mingled with the short hammering of the break ing shells. I ate a few of the oysters just as they were opened, and found them to possess a delicious flavor, which I have never found in the oysters of the North. When a shucker has filled his bucket he hands it over to the washer, and this man empties it into a large vat of water, where the oysters are washed and drained of their liqnor before being sent away. The shuckers sort them as they open them, and put the little ones into one pail, the medium ones into another, and the big ones into a third. They are paid twenty cents a bucket, and sometimes they make as much as S 3 a day. Many of them save their money, and I find here the same report. I found on the peninsula, namely, that the col ored people of the South are doing well, and that many of them are acquiring property. After the oysters are washed, they are packed in tubs and shipped. When packed, there is no liqnor in them, and I am told that oyster sellers tn the North often water their oysters liefore selling. . . —. On the Tort Tbe reigns of the sovereigns of tbe trotting turf, with their best records in harness, and also the time with which each beat the record of bis predecessor, may be tabulated as follows: NAME PF HORSE. YEAR. RECORD. Lady Suffolk 1814 2:26% Flora Templelßs6 2:25% Flora Temple 1859 2:19% Dexterlß67 2:17% Goldsmith Maidlß7l 2:17 Goldsmith Maid 1874 2:14 Barns 1878 . 2:13% St. Julien 1879 2:12% St. Julien 1880 2:11% Maud 5..... 180 2:11% Maud 81881 2.10% Jav-Eye-Bee 1884 2:10 Maud 8 1884 2:09% A glance at this review shows that the record of trotting in harness has been lowered sixteen and one-fourth seconds, or a little more than a quarter of a min ute, during the past forty years, and just ten seconds or one sixth of a minute, during the last quarter of a century. THE BLOSSOMED BUD. BY WIIX GABKETON. ’Twas a bal»c—a three-month old— That Death had come to see : I> was white and atilt and cold As any babe could be. But its features softly traced A life that God bad planned : Some ono dreaming this had placed A ro?e-bud in its hand. Deeply wept tbe parents when That spirit fluttered free ; They were sad and wretched then, As parents oft must be. E ch the other’s picture borne Baw in tbe fleeting face. When that heart from theirs was torn, It left so large a place. But when last iu its repose They kissed it mournfully, That small bud had grown a rose, As sweet as rose could be. Willi its soft breath it perfumed The sad and solemn hour ; And it smiled and glowed and bloomed, A grand and perfect flower. Then those hearts grew strangely light, And bade their doublings flee ; They were full of hopes as bright As stricken ones could be. And the pastor gently said, “This tells to our dim eyes, That your darling is not dead, But blooms in Paradise.” —Harper's Bazar. DYING FOR 111 S MASTER. a shepherd bog’s encounter with a RATTLESNAKE. “My name is Thomas Wilman, and I five in Philadelphia, where my son Harry is a prominent business man. Thirfy-one years ago 1 married, in Great Barrington, Mass., as pretty a girl as that village (famous for its pretty girls) ever sheltered. She had been well brought up, but hail no fortune. I had $1,500 which I had made by running a sawmill. We were young and had the world before us, and we concluded to go West. Going West in those days didn’t mean, as it seems to now, going beyond the Mississippi. Going into 'York State’ was going West then. I had a cousin in Cattaraugus, a little vil lage on the Erie Railway, 30 miles east of Dunkirk, and we concluded to go there. It was late in August when we reached Cattaraugus. My cousin gave us a hearty welcome, and I set about looking for a spot to build. Cattaraugus is a curious sort of a place. The village is surrounded by hills, and the wonder to me is that it doesn’t slide down into the washbowl-like valley on the side of which it is built. A little 3reek runs through the village, and a mile to the west finds itself in a deep, narrow valley, with almost perpendicular sides, 100 feet high. This valley is called Skinner Hollow, and is one of the most pictur esque spots on the Erie Road. I went down into the hollow prospecting. The sides, where they were not too steep, were covered with a heavy growth of first-class pine, and for miles around the hills were thick with the same timber. I saw there was money in a sawmill right down in that hollow, and I built one on the stream, which I could see was a good-sized creek most of the year. It is one of the branches of Cattaraugus Creek, which empties into Lake Erie 30 miles west of Buffalo. “I built my mill there, and close to it a little house, so close, in fact, that the two joined. I took Katie, that is my wife, down there, and we began house keeping. That was well into the winter, and I began logging at once. I hired a gang of men to help me, raised money by contracting my lumber ahead, and started in. We cut lugs on the hills close to the mill, rigged up slides, and ran them down to the logway. I tell you it was music to me when the saw ripped into the first log and a clean-cut slab dropped away from the teeth. We aid a little jollification. That was the first log ever cut in Skinner Hollow, and people drove miles to see it. Business was good. There was lots of snow, which made it easy work getting logs I' the mill and drawing the lumber out ti. the village, besides giving me all tbe water I wanted. In fact water was run ning over the tail of my flume every hour from the time I turned it into the race till the middle of July. Then a dry spell came on, and I had to shut down for two or three hours every day to let my race fill up. “But I didn’t mind that I had had a tip-top season and bod made money. I had logs enough at my door to keep me busy for a year, and I knew where there were plenty more when those ran out. And, besides, I had two to look after in stead of one. You wouldn’t think if you’d see Harry, with all his refined ways and education, that the first music he ever heard was a saw tearing through a pine knot. But it’s so. He was a pioneer’s son and knocked around a sawmill till he was into his teens. Well, when business was slow I worked around the house, fixing up things here and there for Katie, so as to make her more comfortable. She couldn’t have been more contented. She used to thmk that sawmill was just about the pleas antest place in the country. Hour after hour she’d stay out there with me, and we’d keep no the conversation while the log was running back and stop when it went up to the saw. Dear me ! Dear me ! Why, I can see her as she used to look in those days in that little sawmill just as plainly »s if I stood there with her to-day. She used to jump on the log and ride up pretty close to the saw and then, just as I would get scared and jump to drag her away, off she’d go. Nobody was ever happier than we were, and we have never been as happy since, though we’ve been pretty happy and are yet” The yellow sunlight flickered into the room where the two sat, and the wine looked like blood as the dancing rays shone through it. The old man was lost in happy reverie, and the young man ventured io remind him that there was a snake story promised. “True,” said the old man, starting, “I’m just coming to that I lost myself thinking of those old days. There was snakes then, and we had killed them. Rattlers used to come out on the ledges of rocks and lay in the hot snn. One or two had come around the mill, and I had shot one in our door yard. But we thought nothing of that. People living in the woods or in wild places get used to things that would fill them with hor ror in a settled country. We expected to find snakes, and as long as they kept their distance or gave us a chance to shoot them when they got too near we didn’t mind them. “As I told you, I fixed up things around the house during slack time. One of the bits of furniture I knocked together was a bedstead. It was more like a broad lounge than a bedstead, for it had neither head nor footboard. One end was raised a little like a couch, and that was the head. Wo had some bear skins and blankets to sleep on, and more blankets to cover us. It was a big im provement on the floor where wo had been sleeping, and after a hard day’s work handling logs I used to think it about ns comfortable a spot as I knew. “Well, it got along into the fall and we began to have chilly nights. The equinoctial gave us a big ruin, and for a fortnight I had all the water I could use. Then it got dry again. One afternoon, after several days of threatening weath er, it began to rain. Hour after hour the rain came down till about 9 o’clock in the evening, when it suddenly cleared off and turned cold. It was lute in Octo ber and we kept a fire burning on the hearth nights, more for the baby’s sake than for our own. Our bed was parallel with the fireplace and stood out near the middle of the room. We bad an English shepherd dog named Leo, which wo took with us from Massachusetts. He was a biack and white beauty, and my wife, who had raised him, thought about as much of him as she did of the baby or me—at least, I used to tell her so. The dog was fond of me and I made a great pet of him. He was a noble fellow, and nil he wanted was for me to whistle just once and he’d come. Wo let him sleep in the room at the foot of the bed. Sometimes in the morning I’d wake up before my wife and I’d whistle just once to the dog. Up he’d come over the foot of the bed and wake Katie by licking her face. “That night wo were just going to bed when it turned cold. I threw an extra pine knot on tbe fire and .wont to the door and looked out. I shall never forget that look, for it was the last time I ever stood there and saw stars above Skinner Hollow. I closed the door and went to lied and soon fell asleep. I slept on the side of the bed nearest the hearth, my wife slept on the further side and the baby lay between us. For some rea son I didn’t sleep long, and when I waked up I couldn’t get to sleep again. Finally I got out of bed and threw an other knot on the fire. Leo was stretched out on the floor with his nose between his paws. Ho eyed me sleepily as I walked around the room and gave me a loving look as I stooped down and patted his head. 1 went back to bed and fell into an nneasy sleep. All at once I wakened with a start. It must have lieen past midnight. I seemed to be fully awake tbe moment I opened my eyes, and such a sight as they rested on God grant they may never see again. I was lying on my left side facing my wife, who was lying on her righ) side. The baby lay on its back lietween us. As I opened my eyes a dark object glid ed down from off the baby, and just then the knot burst into flames and flooded the room with light. A rattle snake, fully five feet long, had slipped down from between my wife and myself where it had been stretched out presum ably to got warm, and, startled no doubt by some movement I had made in wak imz. had thrown itself into a coil on the bed at the baby’s feet and just opposite my knees. “Somebody asks if life is worth liv ing. I think it is as a general thing, but if life had many such moments as that I should say emphatically that death was preferable. For a moment I lost my head.' I did not move, fortunately, but I seemed to drift entirely out of all consciousness. For a moment only this lasted. Then my senses came back to me, and I felt that from the reaction I would probably tremble from head to foot. How I ever managed to keep my body rigid I don’t know, but by an aw ful effort I did. I knew that to stir was death, perhaps for myself, perhaps for my boy, perhaps—my God, the thought was agony—for my wife. Outside I could hear the rain dripping from the eaves, and I could detect the sound of water running to waste over the flume. To-morrow, I thought, I’ll have plenty of water again. To-morrow I Would I ever see to-morrow again ? And if I did would'l not meet it alone ? In spite of all I could do a shudder ran through my body. “The snake felt it and raised its head. I could see its eyes glisten and dance in the firelight, and the bright rays glanced over the undulating coils. I could see that the snake was irritated, and I knew that it was liable to spring at any mo ment. Who would it strike ? Either of us was within easy distance. It seemed to mo that I could see the beginning of the muscular contraction which would precede the spring. “All this, of course, passed in a frac tion of the time I have occupied in tell ing it. My wife and boy slept on. I prayed that they might not move, for if they did I felt the snake would throw itself forward. I moved my head slight ly. The snake’s head again arose, and for the first time it sounded its rattle. Instantly my wife opened her eyes, and somo way they rested on the snake. I could see that every vestige of color had left her face, but she did not move a muscle. Then hex eyes slowly left the snake and came up to mine. “Looking back over the nearly thirty years which have elapsed since then I can see the look in her eyes yet. We had sometimes talked about meeting death together. Now it lay between us and in more horrible form than we had ever dreamed of. Yet the look of per fect confi lencc in me which my wife’s eyes almost spoke was something a man does not see more than once in a life time. That look seemed to say, for baby’s sake, and like a flush I became as cool as lam at this moment. I could not speak but my wife understood that she must keep perfectly quiet and jump. When the time came, slowly and with infinite care I raised my head till I could look down the bed to the floor beyond. My wife’s eyes followed mine, and we both saw the dog. The hideous eyes of the snake swayed to and fro, and I knew that what was done must be done quickly. I looked at my wife and she realized my plan. Her eyes filled with tears but gave consent. With a prayer for help I moistened my lips and gave one short, sharp whistle. The snake, I think, didn’t know what to make of it, but the dog, Leo, did. As quick almost ns thought he sprang to his feet and bounded on the bed. To this day I’ve never been able to understand why the snake did not strike when the dog moved, but it did not. As the dog’s body rose in the air my wife caught hold of the baby’s garments and rolled out or neo. 1 rolled out on my side, grasped my rifle, which stood at the head of the bed, and turned. The dog and the snake were rolling together on the bod. I caught sight of the snake’s head and flred, and the reptile was past doing any harm. The dog staggered off the bed to the floor, shivered, moaned once or twice, looked from my wife to myself with more love than I ever saw before or since in any animal’s eyes and died. •‘At daybreak the next morning wo buried the dog and started for the village. I sold my mill and house to a man who was visiting my cousin, and before sunset we were on onr way to Massachusetts. I built another mill in the East, and we prospered and grew rich. Other children came to make our home happy, and there are grandchil dren now. We have enjoyed life, and enjoy it now. But I tell you, young man, that if poverty stood on one hand and even a glimpse of Skinner Hollow on the other, we would take poverty cheerfully and think we had made a good bargain.” A Land for Tramps. A Halifax letter to the Boston Trav eler says: The hospitality of the people of this district Is a strange contrast to that which goes by the name among their city cousins. Here is an instance of it. Soon after entering this settled portion of the country we come in sight of a little dwelling by the roadside. The door is wide open, and we can see as we approach that the table is invitingly set for supper. As we are about passing along a woman appears at the door, and after a glance at ns utters a kindly “Come in.” It is a long way to our destination yet, and as the bracing air has given us a somewhat elephantine appetite, we of course take advantage of th'e offer. According to the rules of local etiquette, however, there is no neces sity of waiting for an invitation, bnt when you are passing a house at mea time; you must walk right in and seat yourself at the table. It makes no dif ference if you are a peif< • t ranger, black, white, or copper . ..I. No honest stranger need fear to starve while travelling through this part of the country. The Franklin Fund. Benjamin Franklin left $5,000 to Boston to lie loaned in small sums to young married mechanics under 25 who had served an apprenticeship, had good character and could give bonds for the repayment of the money in annual installments. The changed condition of mechanics, the de cay of the apprentice system and other causes have made the bequest of no value to those for whom it was intended under the rules Franklin laid down. The fund now amounts to more tnan $290,000, and is increasing at the rate of SIO,OOO a year. THE GREELY SURVIVORS. TflEiU PHYSICAL CONDITION WHEN UESCUED. SlioYvlnu How the IltitloiiH were Divided— Their Method <»t I Iviiiur—How I.lenten* mil Greciy Improved After Kcocue. The official report of Edward H. Green, M. D., surgeon of the steamship Thetis, of the Greely relief squadron, on the condition of the survivors of the Greely party when found at their camp cm Smith’s Sound, and their subsequent treatment, is published in the Medical News. In the report Dr. Green says: On Sept. 29, 1883, the party landed at Baird Inlet, and all were reported as well. On Oct. 25 they moved to a point between high ridges of mountains which screened them from northerly and south erly winds, and established a winter eamp. The house which they con structed was 25 by 17 feet, and 4 feet in height, making a cubic air space of only 1,700 feet—a cubic air allowance of only 70 feet for each of the 25 men. It was in this hut, into which all could barely squeeze themselves at one time, that the explorers were overcome with asphyxia, and nearly lost their lives on March 24, 1884. The after effects of this mishap remained a long time, and greatly weakened many of the party. The water supply was obtained from an artificial lake 200 yards to the south of the hut by melting ice, which gave brackish water all the time. For nine months the party had no artificial warmth and lived in a temperature of from 5 to 10 degrees below zero for the winter. It was decided that the nearer they could approach a state of hiber nating the better were their chances for getting through. So only the cooks and hunters exerted themselves to any ex tent, and were given double rations. The rest occupied their sleeping bags and slept from 16 to 18 hours out of every 24. On Nov. 1, 1883, says Dr. Green, Lieut. Greely took an account of the stock ol provisions. They divided up the rations so as to last until March 1, providing that a ten days’ supply would be left at the end of that time. This gave to each man the following daily allowances: Meat and blubber, 4.33 ounces; bread and dog biscuit, 6.5 ounces; canned vegetables and rice, 1.4 ounces; butter and lard, .75 ounce; soup and beef extract, .90 ounce; ber ries, pickles, raisins, and milk, 1 ounce —a total daily allowance for the four months of 14.88. In addition the follow ing game was added to the stores: Two seals, yielding 120 pounds of meat; 1 bear, yielding 300 pounds of meat; 8 foxes (4 pounds each), and 60 dovekies, small birds, weighing about 1 pound each. All the party were alive on March 1 except Sergt Cross, who died in Jan uary of scurvy, the only case of pro nounced scurvy that developed. On March 1 the rations were reduced to the following allowance: Meat, 8.6 ounces; bread and dog biscuit, 3.2 ounces. Shrimp were now being caught, and from 1 to 3 ounces of these a day were added to the ration. On May 12 the last of the regular rations was gone. Shrimps, reindeer, moss, and the seal skin linings of the sleeping bags were boiled. Black lichen was also used, though Dr. Pavy advised against it. Dr. Green says; “There seemed to be but little acute suffering from the lack of food. It was only after the introduction of food into the stomach that the craving became great. For days they went without food without actually suffering. The deaths seemed to take place finally from heart trouble (hydrops pericardii). The feet and face became cedematous; for a day or so they would complain of pains over the heart; have a spasm of pain over the prseoordia; a slight general convulsion, and all would be over. Their chief suffering during the winter was from constipation.” Dr. Green confines himself particular ly to the case of Lieut. Greely and does not even mention the condition of the others, except the condition of Connell when found. He fainted on being car ried into the wardroom, and vomited. After being placed in a berth Lieutenant Greely was given a teaspoonful of raw, fresh meat, minced. His clothes were then cut off and flannels substituted. The condition of Lieut. Greely is de scribed daily as he improved. The next day after his removal to the Thetis he was allowed to have some home letters read. On the fifth day he sat up in bed, and just a week after the rescue was dressed and allowed to walk a little. He wae given food at five stated intervals each day. He gained 9) pounds the first week, 15 the second, 8 the third, 7 the fourth, 5J the fifth, and 4 pounds the sixth week—bringing his weight to 169 pounds when he landed at Ports mouth, At St. John’s Dr. Green re ported only two men in good physical condition—Long and Fredericks. Sergt. Brainerd was reported in fair condition and the others weak. Mixed.—Black walnut sawdust, for merly thrown away, is now mixed with linseed gum and moulded into heads and flower pieces for the ornamentation of furniture. When dried and varnished it is as handsome and much stronger, and more durable than carved work. Although times are hard the farmers have not yet resorted to the expedient of hoeing their corn with half hose, NOTES AND COMMENTS. Butterine is superseding oleomargar ne. Where the latter is made from pure ox fat, the former is manufactured from deodorized lard. A major part of the butterine sold comes from near Chi cago. In 1791 Benjamin Franklin made the city of Boston the trustee of a fund of £I,OOO, to be lent to young mechanics, calculating that in 1891 the fund would amount to $582,000. His figures must have been faulty, however, for the fund now only amounts to $291,000. On some of the sheep ranches in the Western Territories there are as many as 300,000 sheep. Shearing begins in September, and October is a busy sea son. The sight of from 300 to 400 men at work, each clipping a sheep in a dex trous manner, is very animated. A company of Mennonites number ing 80 persons passed through Berlin recently on their way to this coun try. They were possessed of a consid erable sum of money, and were under the leadership of a fine-looking, silver haired man, 95 years of age, who had been recently married to a girl of 16. The Massachusetts Bureau of Statis tics states that in 1868 the chance of a person being killed on or by steam cars was 1 in 5,026,281, while in 1882 it had diminished to 1 in 20,927,034. This is less than the chance of being struck by lightning, and much less than that of be ing injured by a kerosene lamp explo sion. The War Department at Rome has invited all Italian emigrants settled in foreign countries to return home and fulfill their military duties,every male of 21 years old being subject to conscrip tion, regardless of naturalization abroad. Italy has repeatedly refused to exempt her sons naturalized in the United States. Swiss statistics show that the land o Switzerland and its natural productions afford employment for 410,023 men and 147,716 women, and that the labor of these persons supports 1,168,137 indi viduals. Those who live on rents, inter est, pensions, and annuities number in Switzerland 56,055, or about two in each 100 of population. Step by step the leading food prod ucts of Europe are being reproduced in this country. Macaroni is made by Italians iu New York, Neuchatel cheese by Swiss in New Jersey, Schweizer kase by Germans in Ohio, Albert biscuit by Englishmen in Albany and caviare by Russians in Harlem. Nearly all of these are exported to Europe, and there sold as domestic manufactures. Some weeks since an English school teacher boxed a child’s ears with some severity. There followed a severe and long-continued headache, and it is not unlikely that the child is injured for life. The medical journals agree as to the very great impropriety of punishing a child in this way, and give the many anatomical and medical reasons against it so clearly that the brutal practice is likely to be lessened. A correspondent writes to an English paper: “While lying off Madras, in the harbor, on my way from India, I had my attention drawn to a white gentle man with brown legs, on a catamaran. It was explained to me that the natives went about the shark-infested harbor with impunity, and that the European had had several narrow escapes until he colored the lower part of his body and its extremities, since which he had gone about unscared.” The Eve of War. Li Fong Pao, Chinese envoy at Paris, has received his passports. The French. Consul at Pekin has pulled down his flag. This means war. Unless the Powers intervene France will proceed to lay Foochow, as the Jlepublique Francaise amiably suggests, “in ashes.” There is very little chance of interven tion. The war party of China are un willing to pay any indemnity at all. France will have to fight for all she gets. The result is not doubtful. China talks of her military strength. She has built forts and barred rivers. She can make diversions in Tonquin. As one army is destroyed she can send others to take its place. That is the limit of her strength. In the end she must suc cumb. France is conducting a campaign be side which her adventure in Tonquin will be a trifle. She will be exposing foreigners to massacre and may be forced into quarrels with the great nations of the world. But in the end she must win. Is the prize worth winning ? Has the cost been counted ? Has France some dreamy hope of establishing a vast em pire in the Far East ? Docs she see the rulers of China at her feet as the princes of India knelt to Olive ? Times have changed. England con quered Hindostan at a moment when nobody could dispute her conquests Franco will conquer China at a moment when every nation that has foreign com merce is directly concerned in preserv ing her indepenaence. As for the moral effect of French victories on the Annamite and Ton qninese population, we scarcely think that worth a battle. Dresses Well.—More gorgeous dresses are worn by a lady of Philadel phia, at Saratoga, than by any other visitor. Although she has not walked for three years, and is wheeled about in an invalid chair by her maid, she carried a' a recent boll a huge fan of twenty white ostrich feathers nearly half a yard long, set in big sticks of solid amber. Imitation.—The imitation of canned sardines can go no further. The pack ing box is made in Jersey City, the wrapper is printed in New York, the tin cans are manufactured in Boston, the fish are caught on the Maine coast, and the oil is extracted from cottonseed in Georgia,