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Will her toilet, as of old, *
Be in taste arranged?
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5>weet as any song!
Yet, I fancy not the same—
something's surely wrong!
Once her hair was smoothly drawn
Just behmd each ear; 7
Now His puffed and standing so
li ars not anywhere!
Tell me. ye who wisely solve
Problems of the day,
w hy are unoffending ears
Banished thus away?
Columbia, S. C. Maggie Richard,
A MOUNTAIN BEAUTY.
PRINCESS HELENE OF MONTENEGRO,
WHO MAY BE QUEEN OF ITALY.
Her Betrothal to the Prince of Naples Re
vives an Ancient Alliance Between Italy
and Montenegro—Some Odd Feat
ures of the Match.
As a general rule, the courtships, engage
ments and marriages of somewhat obscure
scions of foreign nobility are of but little in
terest to us on this side of the water, but the
story connected with the coming nuptials of
the Prince of Naples and Princess Helene of
Montenegro is not an ordinary one. It is in
terwoven with enough historical romance to
be worthy of a place in the Zenda tales.
Perhaps many people have lost sight of
Montenegro since their school days, for it
has not figured prominently in European
politics for more than a generation. This
little country, which appears only as a min
ute patch on the map of Europe, is all that is
left of what was once the great Servian
nation. It lies between Austria and Turkey
in Europe, and through all the international
disputes, through all the wars which have
divided empires and kingdoms, has retained
its absolute independence. Nobody wants to
conquer the Montenegrans now. That has
been tried several times without much suc
cess. The Turks tried, it two centuries ago,
when they were sweeping everything before
PRINCE OF NAPLES AND PRINCESS HELENE.
their victorious arms, but they had to give
it up.
For many years Montenegro was an appan
age of the throne of Italy, but this was an en
tirely voluntary arrangement. It began in
the thirteenth and fourteenth centuries, when
the czars of Servia were accustomed to go to
Italy for their brides. Then, when the Ser
vian empire was no more and all the nobles
had fled to the Black Mountain, as the coun
try is called, came Prince Stephen, who, like
his ancestors, had married the daughter of
a doge of Venice. His fair bride, unaccus
tomed to the rugged manners and life of the
court at Cettinje pined for her old home. So
the gallant prince left his kingdom in the
hands of a bishop and went to Venice to live.
The princes who came after him did the
same.
In 1697 the ruling house of Maramonte be
came extinct, the bishops assumed the titular
as well as the real control of the country,
and the pleasant relations with Italy were
broken off. From that time Montenegro
was absolutely independent of any nation.
In 1851 the succession fell upon Danilo Pe
trovich, and he, at the instigation of Russia,
elected to be proclaimed prince rather than be
consecrated bishop.
~:And now, after a lapse of nearly two cen
turies, the.granddaughter of Danilo is to wed
the Prince of Naplet, and thus become event
ually queen of Italy. This will restore the
ancient relations, only instead of Italy fur
nishing a ruler for Montenegro the latter
will furnish a queen for Italy.
Physically and mentally the daughter of
these mountain heroes is a credit to her race.
Standing six feet in height, with the figure
of an amazon, black, flashing eyes and dark
hair, Princess Helene is a Balkan beauty of
the best type. She has been carefully educated
at the Russian court, and so, although she
comes from the quaint little capital of Cet
tinje, she will not be confused by the glory of
the Italian capital. True, she is not heart
whole, for she was as good a* jilted by young
Czar Nicholas, but she need never fear that
her future husband will taunt her of this, for
it is one of the choice bits of court gossip in
every European capital that the crown prince
of Italy had paid unsuccessful suit to nearly
every eligible princess from Westminster to
£>t. Petersburg before he was accepted by
Princess Helene.
It is said that the young czar himself is
responsible for this match. During one of
the coronation banquets he took occasion to
chaff the Prince of Naples on his bachelor
hood and then asked him why he did not find
a wife among the fair daughters of the Prince
of Montenegro, added jocosely, “He has sev
eral and will surely spare you one.” The
prince took the suggestion seriously and acted
upon it promptly.
While this marriage is certainly a very
proper one from a political standpoint, as
much can not be said for it in other respects.
As a matter of fact they will make a ridicu
lous looking couple together, for the prince
is as much under height as the princess is
above it. The prince is undoubtedly a weak
ling. He is less than five feet tall and far
from robust. He had a hard time of it, poor
fellow, while he was being prepared to be
come a king. In trying to stuff his head with
a vast amount of assorted knowledge he was
almost made a physical wreck, and several
years of training have scarcely restored him
to normal health. As a child he was un
deniably homely, and years have not made
him handsome, although his personal ap
pearance has been somewhat improved. He
is twenty-seven and the princess is twenty-
three years old.
What bluff old Nicholas of Montenegro
will say to such a son-in-law is a matter of
conjecture, but ambition will probably lend
at least a foot, if not two, to the stature of
the Prince of Naples in the eyes of the ruler
of Montenegro, for it is not every day that a
father with seven daughters has a chance to
welcome a suitor who has a crown almost
within his reach.
FRANCIS B. TALBERT.
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BILL ARP RUMINATES.
Turns to the Glories of Nature and Disser
tates Upon Them—He Investigates the
Workings of Beetles and Ends With
Rabbits and Literature.
I WISH that I was a great naturalist—
I wish that I was a botanist or a horti
culturist or an ornithologist. I have
great admiration for Linneus and Au
dubon and Humboldt and Agassiz. It
seems to be by design that such men
were born to explore the mysteries of nature
and solve them, and then teach them to us.
They are all dead, but they finished their life
work and nobody has improved upon it. I
never go into a drug-store and read the Latin
names upon the jars but what I think of Lin
neus. What a work or one man to do—to
walk thousands of miles over mountains and
valleys, in heat and cold, and to study and to
classify 8,000 different flowering plants and
innumerable others that did not flower. Poor
as charity during his early manhood; for
weeks and months actually suffering for food ;
and, even when his earnest work began to
attract attention of the learned and great, he
was not allowed to marry the girl he loved,
until, like Jacob, he had been put on five
years probation. How he was enriched, hon
ored and ennobled in his later life is matter
of history and is pleasant reading.
I was ruminating about these things be
cause a friend from Milledgeville wrote me
about the large yellow butterflies that were
now migrating southward and asked if I had
observed them. He says that next spring
they may be seen migrating northward, and
this annual change of place is as certain as
the flight of the swallows. For a few days
past I had noticed the number of these beau
tiful butterflies that were passing over our
flowers in the front yard and stopping a hur
ried moment to sip honey from their chalices
and then moving on with steady and graceful
flight, but it had not occurred to me that they
were all going one way. But they are; and
still they come and still they go; not by hun
dreds nor tens, but hardly a minute passes but
what I can see two or three or a half dozen
flying leisurely along. They are a peculiar
species, are all of a size and with solid
chrome yellow wings that seem less frail
than those of other varieties. What does their
flight signify? Do they know that winter is
coming, and when ? Where is their journey’s
end? Where will they stop to lay their eggs
and die, and what will be the transformation
that brings new butterflies to life for a return
in the early spring ? Such things are to be
observed and studied, but who does it? Some
years ago, when I was farming I observed
that hundreds of small branches of the per
simmon and the apple and other trees were
lying upon the ground with withered leaves,
and on examination they seemed to have been
cut off as by a tiny turning lathe; the incision
a half inch wide at the bark and narrowing
down to the center just as a turning chisel
would do it. None of the nabors could ex
plain it to me, but I found out on closer in
vestigation that it was done by a black beetle
that first made an incision on the tender
bark and laid her eggs like a locust and then
proceeded to cut off the limb so that it might
fall to the ground where the larvae could
hatch and then burrow in the soil and go
through nature’s transformations. But how
did the beetle cut the limb so artistically?
Why it fastened its hard, sharp, horny mandi
bles to the bark and then buzzed round and
round by the power of its wings until the
work was done. What a wonderful mechanic
is this beetle. What a wonderful study in
nature. There is more unsolved science in
the lightning bugs, that, like little meteors,
brighten the twilight on our lawn, than in
the electric flashes that illuminate the clouds.
What are all these things for? Humboldt
says there are four hundred different species
of humming birds. What for? Why should
not one kind or ten kinds have answered the
creator’s purposes? Why are millions of
flowers born to blush unseen on mountain
sides and cliffs and in the desert? Humboldt
says there are 800,000 beautiful scales on a
large butterfly’s wing, and they can be seen
and counted with a microscope. Why should
( there be so many? Who ever sees them but
God and, perhaps, the angels?
But there is no limit to these mysteries
and no answer to these questions. And so I
will forebar. There seems to be bigger things
before the people now. The paramount ques
tion is gold or silver and even the preachers
have engaged in the discussion. Dr. Park-
hurst and Tom Dixon and some of our South
ern ministers have entered the arena and are
trying to convert sinners, not to repentance,
but to gold or silver according to their views.
They have searched the scriptures to find
something about gold and silver that they
can torture and twist to their side. But there
is only one text that has any bearing upon it
and that is one of Solomon’s proverbs which
says “words fitly spoken are like apples of
gold in pictures of silver.” Now let the po
litical preachers take that for a text and stick
to it; or, maybe it would be better for them
to let politics alone and turn their attention
to the work of the university of Pennsylvania
in the buried city of pre-historic Nippur—a
city that the professors and scientists of that
institution say is 3,000 years older than
Adam and they have the proof of it. Only
two years ago, one of these same professors
published a long article in The New York
Herald asserting the bone of a man exhumed
in Florida were over 10,000 years old. If
these preachers don’t watch the university
will upset all the chronology of the Bible and
make Moses to be a myth or a fraud, for if
there is any one thing more carefully stated
than another in the Mosaics account of the
creation and succession, it is the precise ages
of every man in the line of succession from
Adam to Noah and Noah to Abraham. Sci
ence has no respect for sacred history and every
few years comes out with something to upset
or contradict it. Couldent Parkhurst and
Dixon give us a pulpit utterance on Nippur and
let gold and silver rest with the statesmen
and politicians of the country. As The Rich
mond Dispatch well says; “We earnestly ad
vocate the gold standard, but see no reason for
alarm or praise or ruin if silver is remonetized.
The commercial world will soon adopt itself to
any currency that may be declared legal by
the government.” That’s the way to talk.
"No reason for alarm.” What is the matter
with Mexico? Nothing—nothing at all. My
boy has lived there for nearly two years and
says it is a good country and a prosperous
people, and improvements and new industries
continue to come and English money contin
ues to pour into that country building rail
roads and factories and buying coffee planta
tions and silver mines. The American popula
tion is increasing every day and now a Chi
cago firm is building an American hotel that
is to cost half a million dollars. And yet
Mexico has a silver standard. Gold may be
the^best standard for us when we get used to
it, but it is an awful ordeal we are going
through in getting broke in; It is like the
fellow who experimented with nis horse
to train him to do without food. He gave
him a few grain less every day until the
horse died. I believe that if we can live
through the trial w'e can get along on gold,
but I had rather place silver back where it
was and quit the Sherman experiment. But
I am not paying much attention to money
now, nor is it paying much attention to me.
I am comforting myself now by studying
arithmetic and perusing history. One of
the Rome boys who grew up with mine and
made mud pies and worked the dog in har
ness, has long since got to be a man and
took his degrees at Annapolis. Mathematics
is his specialty and he has just published an
arithmetic that has been for six years his
labor of love. I am no critic of modern
text-books, but 1 like this little book of
Earnest West’s and believe I could master it
if I was a boy. I worked hard on a sum last
night which was something like : “If a rabbit
runs six miles and finds a hollow tree and
stops there half an hour and a hound dog after
him and takes two leaps while the rabbit takes
three, and three of the dog’s leaps are equal
to five of the rabbits, and the dog gets to the
tree fifteen minute late and finds the rabbit
gone, when will the dog catch the rabbit and
whereabouts ?
The history that now so deeply interests
me is the life and times of William L.
Yancey, an admirable book written by j. W.
DuBose. A grand man has been portrayed by
a thoroughly competent author and the book
is a literary and historical treasure.
BILL ARP.
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natural product of Michigan and red cedar of
the Pacific coast is held to be proof that the
red cedar is naturally adapted for use on the
Pacific coast, and the white for use in such
sections as the Middle and Northwestern
States. A peculiar objection is brought
against the red cedar by some—namely, that
there exists in that wood an acid which is.
in the climate of certain sections, so acted
upon by water as to corrode rapidly the nails
with which the shingles are fastened on to
roofs, the rust extending to the wood around
the nails and soon causing a leaky roof, this
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seen around the nails in red cedar roofs.
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CURIOUS FACTS.
The oldest tree in England is the yew tree
at Braburn, in Kent, which is said to be 3,000
years old, while at Portignal, in Perthshire,
is one nearly as old. At Ankerwyke house,
near Staines, is a yew tree, which was fa
mous at the date of the signing of Magna
Charta.
The distinction among animals of requir
ing least sleep belongs to the elephant. In
spite of its capacity for hard work, the ele
phant seldom, if ever, sleeps more than four
or occasionally five hours. For two hours
before midnight and again for two hours after
one o’clock, these misborn mountains sleep.
SILVER OR GOLD.
Better than either is a healthy liver. It
the liver is O. K. the man is O. K. His
blood is kept pure, his digestion perfect, and
he can enjoy life and act intelligently and
patiently upon the questions of the day.
You all know what to take. You have
known it for years. It is
SIMMONS LIVER REGULATOR.
For years you and your fathers have found
it of sterling worth. It is and always has
been put up only by J. H. Zeilin & Co.
Take none but the genuine. It has the Red
Z on the front of wrapper, and nothing else
is the same, and nothing so good.