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They’ll come again to the apple tree— Bobin and all the rest— When the orchard branches are fair to see In the snow of the blossom drest, And the prettiest thing in the world will be The building of the nest. Weaving it well, so round and trim, Hollowing it with care— Nothing too far away for him, Nothing for her too fair— Hanging it safe on the topmost limb, Their castle in the air. Ah! mother-bird, you’ll have weary days When the eggs are under your breast, And shadow may darken the dancing rays When the wee ones leave the nest; But they’ll find their wings inaglad amaze, And God will see to the rest. So come to the trees with all your train When the apple blossoms blow; Through the April shimmer of sun and rain Go flying to and fro, And sing to our hearts as we watch again ' Tonr fairy building grow. A MOTHER’S IDOL. In a luxuriously turmsneu room, with soft, rich carpets, curtains, draperies, and dainty knick-knacks, such as are only seen in the dwellings of the wealthy, the light was carefully shaded, and in the centre of the apartment, in a child’s crib, the rich lace curtains and blue hangings of which were drawn and fas tened back to admit the air, lay a boy of two or three years in the delirium of fever; his lovely face was Hushed, his blue eyes wide open, and his rounded limbs were tossed incessantly from side to side, while incoherent moans and cries occasionally came from the poor sufferer. Several servants and attend ants passed noiselessly in and out of the heavy portiere of dark blue which fell across the doorway, and an oval ivory framed mirror set in a panel of the same color was reflected in shadow on the wall. The sweet face of the “Madonna of the Grotto,” and her boy, and a pretty marble Psyche, veiled, with her lover Cupid by her, shone in the dim ness. Everything that could bring com fort and beauty was there—but, alas I these were vain to ease the little pain- tossed limbs, or still the throbbing of the brain-anguished, curly head so uneasily rolling on the pillow. The mother bent over her boy in an agony of grief. She was young and beautiful, and her whole life and being, aye, her very soul, was centered on him. “Oh, my God, spare him! I cannot give him up! Spare himl I will not live without him!” No prayer for patience, for submission to a higher will than hers, passed her lips, but only the agonized cry to spare him to her, to save him for her love. She had never learned in all her life to bow to another will than her own, and now, when her idol was stricken, she had no other hope, no other ciy, but “Snare him! l«t. him live!” “Spare him! let him live! TJie doctors had said, “If: he sleeps there is hope;-but if this restlessness continues he cannot endure it long.” " Everything had been done, every soothing influence tried, and still the blue eyes were wide open, and the child moaned and tossed on his weary bed, and still the one wild prayer went up. “Oh, let him live! Spare me my child!” Unlike Isabel in Mrs. Browning’s beautiful poem, -do vision- came to en treat her to release her child’s soul and let him And ease and peace. Her prayer was answered; gradually the child’s tossing became less frequent", the lids closed, aud a death-like silence fell upon the darkened room. The watchers held their breaths, and the overwrought mother sank back upon a couch which had been drawn near the little crib; but still she watched every rise and fall of the covering which had been at last permitted to remain over the restless child. Gradually the flush faded, the labored breath became low and gentle—so low r that several times the mother bent over him in anxious dread. He slept until the sun was high in the heavens. He awoke, and stretching out his arms to his weary mother, shaped that first sweet word, “mammal” And she clasped her darling to her breast and had no thought but that he would live, and was all her own. Wrapt in her precious idol, no prayer went up now in thankfulness for her answered petition. Ten years had glided away, and the same mother was seated on a low chair before a bright wood fire which burned cheerfully in an open grate. It was the same room, but the baby’s crib no longer stood there. Long ago it had been re moved. The pictures and ornaments were the same, and the fire cast rosy gleams on various other beautiful things, and on the warm draperies in that lux urious chamber. Still her boy came not. He was out on the darkened street. The quiet, loving beauty of his happy home had few attractions for him, and, young as he was, he had tasted those tempting sweets of early dissipation that, like the adder, coil themselves around their victim’s bodies and crush their lives, and rendering soul, body and brain one mangled, mutilated mass, pass on to others already entering their sheeny snare. At last he came, and throwing his arms around his mother’s neck, coaxing- ly excused himself for his truancy. A boy of about fourteen, with strong, straight limbs, curly chestnut hair, and large blue-gray eyes; but there was evi dence of youth undermined, of physical energies dwarfed, and the large eyes lacked that brightness and beauty so surely found in the orbs of the youth of that age. Young as he was there were stories of his ungovernable temper and evil pro pensities; but they never reached his mother’s ear; if they did, die turned from them. Her life was a lonely one save for him; an early marriage, a neglectful husband, who had died soon after their child’s birth; she had wealth secured to her; it would one day be her son’s, and if even now he demanded sums which were far too great for a boy like him to spend on his own amuse ment, his weak mother thought boys most amuse themselves, and gladly sup plied his exacting wishes. And so was fuel supplied to add flames to the fire that was already under way in its dead ly work of devastation and physical ruin. Ten years again had been numbered with the ages, bringing strange changes to the lonely mother in her beautiful home. Eustace’s wild and dissolute habits were generally known, and only at intervals did he visit his home; his many broken promises of reform could not be relied upon, and even his doting mother felt a cold chill at her heart as she reflected on her son and wondered where it would end. For years she hoped for better things, amt placed reliance on his soothing woids and caresses; but she had learned ut late, with a sick cold heart, howmuch I him still, and month after month hoped on. She always greeted him with a smile of welcome, and strove to make his home as attractive as she could. At one time he had narrowly escaped dis grace; but things had been tided over. The end was yet to come. It was a gloomy winter evening; snow was beginning to fall, and the lady turn ed from the window where she had been standing with an aching heart, and drew a chair close to the fire, that, crackling and dancing fantastically, seemed to cast wierd reflections over a desolate past. Fifty years might have passed instead of twenty to judge from the difference between the young mother who sent up agonized prayers for hfir baby’s life and the careworn, old-looking woman who bent over the fire in the grate. Yet everything about her was dainty and beautiful as of old, and her dress was tasteful and elegant. It was all for her boy, poor soul!—that he should not find his mother aught but what he could admire, never reckoning how little he cared for any one but himself. Eustace’s birthday to-morrow!” she said aloud, “He will remember to see me! O God!” she cried, rising and qlasp- ing her hands. “Just twenty ^ars since I prayed for my darling’s life! Can it be it was for naught but suffering? You were beautiful and good once; will you ever come back to me?” And she hid her face in her hands, and the tears fell through her thin fingers, Just then the portiere was drawn aside and Eustace stood before her. But oh, what a contrast to the fair, sweet baby and the tallstrioling of ten years ago! His dress was disordered, his" face ashy pale, his blue eyes wild and sunken. “Mother!” He came up to her and seized her hand. “You must hide me! They are after mel” And he iooked around the room in nervous agony. “It is a horrible tale for your ears, poor mother! There was a quarrel—we were all mad with drink and excitement—and I have blood—blood on my soul, besides its other sins!” And the miserable man sank at the feet of his wretched mother. She dropped beside him in a wild par oxysm of grief, and tried to raise his head to her lap; but it fell back as if he were dead. She rang for assistance and had him placed upon a couch, and medi cal aid summoned; he awoke, from his stupor only to break into wild ravings and agonized cries. The doctor shook his head, said dissipation had done its work, and he was doomed. The myrmi dons of the law shrank from his wild raving and ghastly face, and took their station in a room down stairs; but a higher tribunal awaited him. Again the agonized mother bent over her child. He had sunk into a death like stupor, exhausted by his wild rav ings. As in a dim vision the past glided slowly before her, and the baby of twenty years ago was lying in his pretty crib, and she seemed to hear the echo of her own wild prayer, “Spare me my childl' SOU she watched on. Eustace never stirred, and the shaded IijJht made the pale face and sunken eyes look yet more weird. The calm, sweet Madonna seemed almost to bend a pitying look from the wall, and the rounded outline of the veiled Psyche and her boy lover glistened iii the shadow. How unchanged these dumb things, yet how different the aching living hearts! • — Suddenly the sufferer stirred, and the mother Would have called forthe doctor, who was waiting outside; but with all his failing strength he-clutched convul sively her hand. “Mother!” She bent over him. “I am sorry—forgive! Our Father—” And trying to grasp the long unsaid prayer, the sin-stained soul passed from earth. The heart-broken mother made no moan, but fell upon her knees and bur ied her face in the pillows. She knew how her wild and selfish prayer for her child had been answered. Too late had come the awakening—her child had lived to be a murderer, and she could only hope now that perchance out of the in finite mercy of the Savior, his dying ef fort to pray his childhood’s prayer was a token of forgiveness. Sad, sad, is too often the reality, but too true is the awakening. There is much natural beauty _ Corea, the beauty of mountain, forest, and prairie, of profuse vegetation, and plentiful rivers and cataracts. And the people are notindifferent to these beau ties; they are a “seeing” race, and proud (among themselves) of their ma rine and mountain views. The country is fertile, but the climate has great ex tremes of heat and cold. The Indian story of “the tiger that owns my vil lage” would be thoroughly appreciated in Corea, where a very large and fierce species of that terrible animal abounds, and the idea of it pervades all works of art. To Japanese children, Chosen known as “ the land of the tiger. ” Leo pards,bears and wolves are <also very numerous, the wild deer and the wild hog abound, monkeys are found in the southern provinces, and alligators and salamanders in the rivers. The people are large eaters, especially of meat; small oxen in great numbers supply them in the south, and dogs are eaten commonly. Tea and rice are rare lux uries, and fish is chiefly devoured raw Altogether, the “diet” chapter is an uncomfortable one. Sheep are im ported from China for sacrificial pur poses only, and goats are rare. The jxjorer classes are meagrely fed; they live like the Japanese, on millet and beans. All classes use tobacco very much. We may take it that the man ners and customs which Mr. Griflis de scribes ;is existing now are just the same as they have been for ages; do mestic slavery in its mildest form, for instance, the position of women, the fraternal principles on which trades and industries are conducted, and the curi ous ceremonies of marriage, burial and mourning. Women are not so ill off in Corea as in many other less secluded heathen countries. They have no rights, and are disposed of like the other animals; but they are nofr-iljff rented by their owners, and though their personal in significance actually extends to then- having no names, they receive titles of honor in public, their apartments are secure from intrusion, they cannot be punished for any crime, the males of the family being responsible for them, and they are free (and safe) to go about at all hours. Widows of position are not supposed to marry again, and are ex pected to mourn all their lives, but a man whose wife dies wears half mourn ing for a very short time. I) is a breach of good manners to be vehemently sorry for one’s wife, and the sex that makes every law findis that one easy to keep. A Corean king is a rather absurd per sonage; nobody must touch him unbid den, and any one who accidentally does so has henceforth to wear a red cord round the neck. Metal, also, must never approach the royal person. The King has despotic power, but it is tem pered by many kindly customs; he hears the complaints of his subjects, aud is in constant comnw nication with the-popu lace, bymeauslof commissioners/ The Main* Bear Stories. Bears are getting so uncomfortaby numerous around Moosehead Lake as to alarm even the old Indians and other settlers by' their frequent boldness and surprising cunning. The other night, members of the family of George C. Luce, living about two miles northwest from the head of the lake and near the west branch of the Penobscot River, were aroused by John Abbo, who had heard an unusual noise in the pantry, and coming down stairs they saw by a light shining from Mr. Luce’s bedroom a large bear helping himself to family provisions. Abbo’s gun was standing near the pantry door and within a foot of the bear, -which unconcernedly watch ed the approach of Abbo, while he tested the various articles within reach. All this was going on while Mr. and Mrs. Luce slept, oblivious to the intrusion, within a few feet of the scene. Abbo finally succeeded in reaching his gun when the bear retreated through the pantry window, which he had smashed on getting into the house. Mitchell Francis, an Indian sleeping in an Adjoin ing bed, was aroused by the breaking glass, and he, together with Abbo, drove the bear into the woodshed, but were unable to. shoot with any certainty on account of the darkness. Finding him self cornered, Bruin made a plunge and went completely through the rear of the shed, which was strongly boarded, and escaped into the darkness. In about an hour, however, Abbo found the brute in the pantry again, as did Luce. This time Abbo went to the window just in time to save the retreat, and without stopping to raise the window took aim, fired and the bear fell, though he was not finally despatched until he had made a desperate fight in the door yard. His weight was between 300 and 400 pounds. Thursday night, just after the Brattle- borough fishermen nad come off the lake, Mitchell Francis discovered .a bear in the road near Savage’s hotel, where the aarty were stopping. Three shots killed ' lim. He weighed over 300 and his head and paws were divided among the party. The following day another was seen by one of the guides, who was unarmed. A bear broke into one of the storehouses on the Penobscot the other night and carried off hams, fish and a quantity of other articles. Sunday three sizable bears were brought into “Kineo”by the guides. Deer, moose and caribou are very plenty in the region, but the law and tiie flies prevent the hunting of them. —By command of Queen Victoria, all the servants on the Balmoral -estate are . _ wearing stripes of black on the arm as <*uld be believed. She doted on mourning for John Brown. royal- outings ‘are tremendous affairs, with caparisoned horses, dragon flags, and the sacred fan and umbrella. The nobles are a bad and cruel class,/accord ing to all accounts of them; the Vifflcials and magistrates are ‘•lH. rary.’” .Liter ature has rrom time immemorial been held in honor in Corea, from whence the Japanese adopted printing in the twelfth century, when a work of the Budhist canon was printed from wooden blocks. “A Corean book is known which dates authentically from the period 1317-1324, over a century before the earliest printed book known in Europe.” The Coreans are Budliists, but Shamanism has never lost its hold upon them, and the old gods are rever enced still, just as the old myths remain in modem Greece. The air is not empty for a Corean, and every month has its three unlucky days, the 5th, the 15th and the 25th. The worship of ancestors and the Chinese system of ethics, or Confucianism, are their rul ing principles, and the fulfilment of the parental and filial relations in an ad mirable maimer is the distinguishing ■virtue of the hermit race. Kamenameba’s War-Cloak. The Sandwich Island chiefs used to wear on ceremonious occasions cloaks made of feathers. Each feather was fastened separately into a loop of fine string, so that the inside of the cloak resembled a closely woven net. So smoothly were the feathers laid on the surface that the cloak appeared as a rieh, glossy fabric. Miss Cummings, in her recent work of the kingdom of Hawaii, entitled “The Fire Fountain,” gives the following description of the featliercloak of the great Kamehameha, which is still worn as a coronation robe: “One very rare and precious feather was n served by the hunters for the king, who alone had the privilege of wearing a cloak of these glossy, golden treasures. The bird which yields this priceless treasure is Oo, or royal bird, a species of honeysucker, peculiar to certain mountainous districts of these isles. It is of a glossy black, and its tiny golden feathers are underneath the wing, one on either side. “The birds are now very rare, though the method of gathering the annual harvest does not involve their destruc tion. It was the great Kamehameha I. who first thought of saving their lives, and ordered the bird-catchers to set the birds free when they had plucked the two coveted feathers. “The feathers are only an inch long, sharp-pointed and very delicate. Five sell for a dollar and a half. Kameha- meha’s war cloak is said to represent all the feathers collected by eight or ten successive chiefs. One of these feathered cloaks had descended to the late king. It was a square of six feet; and when the well- beloved died in his prime, and lay in state at the Iolani palace, he was laid on this priceless cloth of gold. “At the bidding of his father, it was wrapped round him as a kingly shroud. ‘He is the last of our race,’ said the weeping chief; ‘it is his. ’ So the cloak, which, according to Hawaiian estimate, was valued at $100,000, was buried with him who alone was entitled to wear it.” Tongairo, an active volcano in the centre of the North island, was in vio lent eruption on the 26th of April, not equaled for thirteen years past The volcano could be seen from Napier, on the east coast. The promoters of the company for the export of frozen meat and dairy produce from Auckland to London, and elsewhere, are losing no time and are making necessary prelim inary arrangements. In no department of dress lias fash ion come forth with such assurances as in the make-up of costumes for summer pastimes, and particularly in this 1 “loudness” of aress observable in fancy bathing suits. There is really a saucy look about this sort of toilet, and there are sober thinking people who think that the wearers of fancy bathing suits trangress the bounds of propriety. But yvho can have the heart to frown upon all this artistic taste so bewitch- ingly- expressed? Not the lovers of true art. No doubt the wearers of these artistic suits take refuge behind the French proverb, chacun a son gcut, and boldly declare that Miss Flora McFlimsey, and Powers’s , “Greek Slave,” resemble each other in having nothing to wear. What can be more appropriate than scant apparel and ease of limbs when people are playing the parts of mermaids and mermen? How ever, in spite of all disparaging re marks, fancy bathing suits will cer tainly be the rule rather tlian the exception this summer. Among the leading styles in this new direction may be mentioned- a French bathing dress recently for a wealthy Washington ' will rusticate at Newport di The jacket is made of Jersey w! It is pale pink, with an embi edge of myrtle leaves. This gal extends well over the hips, and al though having the appearance of fitting closely, it is really so elastic that ample freedom is permitted the body. The trousers are made of the same material but are cf a pale blue hue. These are very short, coming to the top of the knees, whence falls a lace ruffle, pro ducing a pretty effect. Long silk hose of a creamy white hue are worn over fine cotton ones and fastened very firmly to the lining of the trousers. The shoes are white canvas gaiters, laced with pale blue silk cord; the head is adorned with a silk turban, lightly put together and lined with oiled silk. This costume is very showy and yet it is not at all bold. The bathing blanket accompanying the suit is made of Turk ish toweling of a pale tan hue richly embroidered. This is thrown over the shoulders of the bather, while she runs the gauntlet of curious eyes between the beach and the bathing house. Alas! for the beauties with defects of figure. Such are obliged to abandon the idea of wearing a Jersey bathing basque, but they do not have to con tent themselves with the roomy house., Fashion comes forward and 4 conceals physical imperfections in the most ap proved manner. Thanks is due to the French for the cleverly contriveddhode called “the padded bathing suit.” Of course there is not a lady in the world who could possibly have the courage to say that she bathed in a- padded suit. At all events there is a good sale for the stuffed-bathing costumes, and the lookers on are no wiser for this little deception! Fitjlikm is as artistic "hi as though there was no padding. The trousers are of serge, some bright hue, usually searlet, meeting at the knees, flesh colored fine worsted hose ' 1 * ' silk ones, with embroidered Everything is charmingly projiBrtioned and so snourely Held in place that the suit may well be called “Perfection.” The basque padding is equally well done. The material is fine nuns’ veil ing of any mode and hue. This style of bathing outfit is necessarily made to order, and is therefore, somewhat ex pensive—a mere trifle to the moneyed beauties who desire to look .then best while enjoying a frolic in the whirl and tumble of the dashing breakers. A remarkably pretty bathing suit introduced by the English lias the jacket close fitting, with pointed front and postillion back; the fabric is fine ladies’ cloth of some.dark color and em broidered in light shades; the sleeves come to the elbows, where falls a ruffle of lace; long cotton gloves protect the arms and a portion of the hands; the drawers are cut wide and are gathered in a band where they are buttoned just below the knee; the hose are of fine scarlet yarn, and the white canvas slippers are strapped over the instep. The most striking feature in this de sign is the low-cut neck, which is pret tily filled in with oil silk, finely pleated into a double tucker, the edge bound with narrow blue or scarlet braid. Freedom of arms and legs are abso lutely necessary to make graceful strokes in the water, and hence it is impossible for good swimmers to wear corsets or any very tight-fitting garment while enjoying a frolic with old Neptune; and yet a handsome dress for an expert swimmer has a very snug appearance, and this is effected by the use of ex ceedingly elastic materials, the best of which is silk webbing or knitted cloth, which gives ease to the motion of the limbs. Fancy bathing costumes often pro duce a charmingly picturesque array of colors. Satin, silk, and wool, and all silk materials are manufactured now so as to withstand to a great ex tent dampness and even the.“wringing wet.” As fashion favors artistic touches of finery in the make-up of suits for wear among the breakers, bathing will be fashionable this sum mer. of promiscuous siaugh- iarkable for the high esteem it sometimes raised its chief In the famous war be- B citizens of- Ghent and the Earl #f-Flanders there was no worse episode than when the Lord of d’An- ghien, took the town of Grammont by storm one fine Sunday in June, and showed no mercy to man, woman or child. Numbers of old people and women were burned in their beds, and the town, being set on fire in more than two hundred places, was reduced to ashes, even the churches included. “Fair son,” the Earl of Flanders said, greeting his returning relative, “you are g vacant warrior, and, if it pleases Goodwill be a gallant one; you have n-handsome beginning. ” History ft but rejoice that the young dukffe first feat of arms was also his last, and that, not many days after ward, he lost his life in a skirmish. Of course all persons found within a town taken Dy assault were by the rule of war: liable to be killed. Only by a timely surrender could the besieged cherish any hope for their lives or fort unes; and even the offer of a surrender iglit be refused, and an unconditional ibmission be insisted on>4nstead. lefe is no darker blot on the charac ter of Edward HI. than the savage disposition he showed when, with re spect to the brave defenders of Calais, he was only restrained from - exercising his'Stiict war right of putting them to death by the representations made to him of the danger he might incur of a » inary retaliation m the future. was in general a strong feeling against making ladies prisoners of war; nor could the French ever forgive the English .for allowing the soldiers of the Black Prince to take prisoner the Duchess of Bourbon, mother of the king, and to obtain a ransom for her release. To the French appears to have been dim whatever advance was made in the more humane treatment of 'pris oners. The Spaniards and Germans wets , wont to fasten tteir prisoners 'with -iron chains; but of the French, Froissart says: “They neither imprison their captors nor put fetters on them. A dhe Germans do, in order to obtain a better ransom. !Jhe Germans are without pity or honor, and ought never to receive any quarter. The French, entertained all their prisoners well and ransomed them ' courteously, without befog too. hard on them.” In this spirit Bertrand du Guesclin let his English prisoners go at large on their fhroie for their ransom, a generosity toward their foes which the English on xp "occasion knew how to requite. Frpissart gives one very striking lllus- m of the greater barbarity of the Spaniards towards their prisoners, which should not be forgotten in en deavoring to form a general estimate of the character of the military type of the palmiest days of chivalry. |£rar between Castile and Portugal, enever the barbarous Castilians tools any prisoners, they tore out their eyes, tore of their arms and legs, and in such a plight Sent them back to Lisbon. It highly for the conduct of tlu> LisboaerS that they did not retaliate such treatment, but allowed their pris oners every comfort they could expect in their circumstances. Life of the Tender Cadet. always be erect, with eyes straight to the front, and that I must Always sa lute my superiors. Then I was sent upstairs to my quarters. “There were nine other Plebs in the room with me, and the daily routine was about as follows: “At 6 o’clock we were compelled to be up and dressed ; roll-call- at 6:30.; then back to the quarters, where our bed had to be arranged against the walls. If the edges of the mattresses, pillows, sheets and quilts varied a hair’s- breadth from the perpendicular they were kicked down by the officer of the day and had to be rebuilt. Breakfast at the mess-hall at 8 o’clock; study un til noon; dinner; more study; supper at 5; more study until 9 o’clock, when the gun was fired. Then all fights had to be extinguished and all hands iii bed. “Cadets bent on hazing would bring us up ‘all standing’ a hundred times a day, and then would stand in groups and laugh at us. Then they would make us nop around the room, and we had one fellow who was always com pelled to hop from the chair to the mantelpiece and then to the trunk Once in a while they were extra funnv, and then we were compelled to person ate animals. One would be a monkey, another an alligator, another an eagle, another a canary, and so on; and then we were,compelled to chatter, grunt, bellow, squawk and sing, while the cadets made remarks about us and poked tobacco or crackers through the imaginary bars of our alleged cages.” “How did you come to leave?” “I stood it as long as I could, and then when the examination took place I was so sick of West Point that I made up my mind to be ‘found. ’ I purposely tripped up on geography, and that night when theyjjame into my room and be gan to haze me I smacked one of them in the nose. Then I accepted an invi tation to go to ‘Fort Put’ in the morn ing. I had the nightmare that night, andwhen I awoke I ascertained that I had "crossed the river to Garrison’s aud was on my way to Now York.” Ciloves, Neckwear and Hosiery. A Prehistoric Cemetery. Two "miles from Mandan, on the bluffs near the junction of the Hart and Missouri rivers, is an old cemetery of fully one hundred acres in extent, filled with bones of a giant race. This vast city of the dead lies just east of the Fort-Lineoln road. The ground has the appearance of having been filled with trenches piled full of dead bodies, both man and beast, and covered with several feet of earth. In many places mounds from 8 to 10 feet high, and some of them 100 feet or more in length, have been thrown-up and are filled with bones, broken pottery, vases of various bright-colored flint, and agates. The pottery is of a dark material, beauti fully-decorated, delicate in finish, and as light as wood, showing the work of a people skill* d in the arts and possessed of a high state of civilization. This ljas evidently been a grand battle-field, where thousands of men and horses have fallen. Nothing like a systematic or intelligent exploration has been made, as only little holes two or three feet in depth have been dug in some of the mounds, but many parts of the ana tomy of man and beast, and beautiful specimens of broken pottery and other curiosities, have been found in these feeble efforts at excavation. Five miles above Mandan, on the opposite side of the Missouri, is another vast cemetery, as yet unexplored. We asked an aged Indian what his people knew of these ancient graveyard). He ans wered: “Me know nothing about them. They were here before the red man.” “Through political influence I ob tained an appointment to a West Point cadetship, and after I received the ne cessary papers from Washington I packed my little gripsack and started for the Academy. I got thereat about dark and reported to the Commandant. He told me to report again in the morn ing. At daybreak I arose and went to the office. The Commandant gave me letter to the Board of Surgeons, who were to examine me as to my physical paraphernalia. ‘Take off your clothes!’ commanded a man full of brass from his boots to his bangs. ■All of them?’ I asked, shaking with fear, until I felt like a bag of mar bles. “ ‘Yes, and be quick about it.’ “I disrobed, and was then ushered into a room where sat the three men in uniform, and looking as stem as the rudder of a canal-boat. “They made me hop around the room on one foot, then on the other; then they opened my mouth and looked all around it as if they were hunting ffir something that I had stolen. Then they held up pieces of glass and asked me conundrums about the colors, and then they made me read fine and large type at different distances. Finally one got in front of me and pounded on my chest while the other listened at my back to hear if there were any stolen goods inside, 1 suppose. ‘Am I all right?’ I asked. I hoped and prayed that I wasn’t. I would have given $10 if I had been found guilty of the mumps, measles, whoop ing-cough and all the other diseases in the dictionary. “ ‘Yes,’ answered the chief examiner; ‘put on your clothes.’ “I put my clothes on, and then was given in charge of a regular, who led me across the yard to the cadets’ quar ters. “I was dressed to kill, and had on a fight overcoat and a plug hat. That hat proved my ruin. Heads were poked out of every window and I was greeted with such comforting yells as ‘Shoot it!’ ‘Come from under that hat and look at ill’ etc., etc. I was per spiring so that I left a trail behind me. I was led to the second floor of the main building and the regular knocked at the door. It was opened and the regular left me there all alone and se ceded. I was grabbed by one of the six cadets in the room, my hat was knocked off, my hands were pressed to my sides and I was told to place my nose against a tack driven in the wall. Then I was plied with such questions as these: “ ‘Where is your trunk?’ “ ‘At home.’ “ ‘What’s m it?’ “ ‘I d-don’t know.’ “ ‘Is there a regiment of artillery in it?’ “I laughed. “Fatal laughl In doing it I took my hands from my sides and forgot all about the tack in the wall. I was grabbed, placed in position and told that if I dared to move even an eyelash again I would be locked up for the rest of the term and be fed on bread, or bread and water, minus the bread. “Then I was plied with all sorts of ludicrous questions—very laughable, but I didn’t dare to even shudder. I was instructed as to my duties, was told that my hands must always appear in public soldered to the seams of my pants; that my chin must always be nailed to my chest; that my head must Abroad the mousquetalre gloves are not worn, ladies having tired of them, and preferring the buttoned wrists, or the-jersey webbing wrists. On this side, however, there is a great demand for the loose wrinkled glove, and they sell at so low a price (as everytliing does when'on the wane in Fashiondom, that everybody can wear them. Great latitude is shown in the matter of gloves, however, for the demand is equally great for three and ten buttons, the seven and twelve button lenj " ‘ mousquetaire. Among the novelties are long taffeta.- gloves with jersey wrists, some being of the double spun silk, others" single, some long enough to reach the elbows, bjihers nearly to the shoulders; these gloves are also found in mousquetaire. Undressed kids will. be worn more this summer than-last, and come in all popular lengths and colors. A novelty for hot days and pretty hands is the undressed kid mitt with a thumb but notingers. Lisle-thread gloves, so cool and pUtaaant to the r hut u*Lu>h wear so poorly, are said to be of more lasting quality this season. These have the jersey wrists also in lace or plain tops. Colors in glovesare electric blue, black, all of the shades of brown and gray, buff, strawberry, shrimp-pink aud green. In wraps the variety is as great as in bonnets. Tiny capes just outlining the waist, cut away to'show the trimmed waist, are worn en suite, and side by side with dolmans that are short in the back but with long tab fronts, these made of broehe velvet or velvet bro caded grenadine, or Ottoman silk; lace, satin, jet passementerie and velvet rib bon, all employed in trimming these magnificent wraps. Everything for the neck is beautiful, whether it be the fine linen collar with its bent points simply hemstitched, or with a fine vine of embroidery, and the comers filled in, or the collar of same shape with a needlework edge and cor ners, made on a habit, and cuffs to match, or the collarette of lace, either in pointed berthe shape or military style with straight baud over the col lar of dress, and a flat lace slightly fulled for the curve of the shoulder. Kerchiefs come in every color, the ficelle gray being very popular ; some wrought in silk spots, the most expen sive by hand, and finished with a two- inch hem, and lace the same color. These kerchiefs are admirable in warm days in place of a collar, worn close around the neck, caught with the lace bar. Ruching is again worn inside the neck-band of dress, and are now edged with the finest of lace, either flat Va lenciennes, Oriental or Pompadour. The ruche often trims the edge of front of waist a finger’s length. The full Pompadour rhehes are worn by very slender ladies with long necks quite as much as in winter. The Northern Boundary The whole of this boundary, from Michigan to Ala°ka, has been distinctly marked by the British and American Commissioners; and some interesting details have been published of the way in which this difficult task was accom plished. The boundary is marked by stone cairns, iron pillars, wood pillars earth mounds and timber posts. These structures vary from five feet in height to fifteen feet, and there are 385 of them between the Lake of the Woods and the base of the Rocky Mountains. That portion of the boundary which lies east and west of the Red River Valley is marked by cast-iron pillars at even mile intervals. The British place one every two miles, and the United States one between each British post. The pillars are hollow iron castings, and upon the opposite faces are cast, in letters two inches high, the inscription, “Conven tion of London,” and “October 20, 1818.” The average weight of each pillar when completed is eighty-five pounds. With regard to the wooden posts, the Indians frequently cut them down for fuel, and nothing but iron will last very long. Where the line crosses lakes, mountains of stone have been built, the bases being in some places eighteen feet under water, and the tops projecting some eight feet above the surface of the lake at high-water mark. In forests, the fine is marked by felling the timber a rod wide and clearing away the un derbrush. As might well be imagined, the work of cutting through the tim bered swamps was very great, but it has all been carefully and thoroughly done. The piilare are all set four feet in the ground in the ordinary cases, with their inscription faces to the north and southland the earth is well settled and stamped - about them. The iron posts afford little temptation for dislodgment and conveying away by the Indiyns. Directly west of the Rocky Moun tains lies a tract of more than 100,000 square miles, named by Major Powell the “Plateau Province,” which resem bles no other spot on the globe. It oc cupies Southern Wyoming, Eastern and Southern Utah, Northern and Eastern Arizona, and a narrow strip of West ern Colorado and New Mexico: but it is with the southern section—bounded on the north by the Uinta Mountains (east of Great Salt Lake), and ending in Central Arizona—that we have here to do. On the east is a country of gi gantic mountain ranges, with fertile valleys, and perennial streams draining eventually into the Gulf of Mexico; on the west is the Great Basin, a low, bar ren desert broken by short and ragged ranges, and without any drainage at all, —a district of salt lakes and brackish streams sinking in the sand. The pla teau district is a lofty table-land, mostly from one to two miles above the sea- the barrenest of desert, at levels under 7,000 feet intensely hot aud dry, but cool, moist, forest-clad, and grassy on the higher planes. But itscharaeteris- tic features are the Titanic architect ural forms into which the elements have chiseled the face of the laud, and the clearness with which it tells the story of its own growth and disintegration. From whatever direction approached the scene is one of startling novelty. Instead of the gently sloping-valleys, or the mountain ridges and cohical peaks, with which all are familiar, the eye be holds a succession of horizontal terraces and platforms, each ending abruptly in inaccessible cliffs aud dropping sheer upon other platforms “many hundreds or even two thousand feet below. ” The walls of these cliffs are not chaotic in shaiie and neutral in color, as commonly with us, but symmetrically carved and sculptured, and gorgeous with the rich est hues of stoue and earth. Nor do they present unbroken fronts like the mountain fortresses we know: the infi nite rills of rain or melting snow and the sand and gravel they bear along have channeled them into deep pro°- montories, and interlacing, have cut off grand “buttes” or hillocks of stone, sometimes a mile or more from the main body of the cliffs. Immense as are some of these buttes, they sink into insignificance when viewed from a dist ance, and seem but moldings or fiuials on the colossal mass behind. The ge neral appearance of the country is thus described by Capt. Dutton: “They stretch their tortuous courses across the land in ail directions, yet not with out system. Each cliff marks the boundary of a geographical terrace, and marks also thetenninationof some geo logical series Of strata, the edges of which are exposed like courses of ma sonry in the scarpwalls of the palisades. In the distance may be seen the spec tacle of cliff rising above and beyond cliff, like a colossal stairway leading from the torrid plains below to the do main of the clouds above. Very won derful at times is the.-sculpture of these majestic walls. Tne resemblances to architecture are not fanciful or meta phorical, but are real and vivid; so niucu so that ovou tho oKf«rjouotid ex plorer is sometimes brougut toa sudden halt aud filled with amazement by the apparition of forms as definite and elo quent as those of art. Each geological formation exhibits in its cliffs a dis tinct style of architecture which is not reproduced among the cliffs of other formations, and these several styles differ as much as those which are culti vated by different races of men. The character which appeals most strongly to the eye is the coloring. Subdued colors are wholly wanting here, and in their place we behold brilliant belts, which are intensified rather than alle viated by alternating belts of gray. Like the architecture, the colors are characteristic of the geological forma tions. They culminate in intensity in the l'ermian aud Lower Trias, wuere dark, brownish reds alterate with bauds of chocolate, purple, and lavender, so deep, rich, aud resplendent that a pain ter would need to be a bold man to venture to portray them as they are.” It is not, however, the sculpture or the coloring of these mighty ledges that are most valuable to us: we can see grand works of nature otherwhere, aud hues as brilliant as these. It is because her work here is so rigidly and even monotonously regular, not because it is bizarre, that we prize it. Look at those horizontal bands, that stretch across the buttes in the cut. Every one of these is a stratum which origi nally lay unbroken over a vast expanse: the same strata can be traced for hun dreds of miles, from the rows of buttes to the masses from winch they were separated, and from terrace to terrace. VV here a platform a thousand feet above another breaks the continuity, thestrata are found in the same order at a pro portionate height above: showing in fallibly, by their sharp demarcation from tne strata above aud below, that they have been broken in two by a slow upheaval of the surface since they were deposited, and that there has been no sudden cataclysm, no grand convulsion of nature to hasten the slow action of elemental forces. They are never mixed ciiaotically with other strata, never shot iir veins through them, as though a fierce volcanic upthrow nad condensed the work of countless cen turies into a day or an hour. Nor is this all; the records of organic fife which they hold imbedded ten the same story. Tne fossils fouud in any given band in one extremity of this district are found in the same proportions m like bands at the other extremity, hundreds of miles away,—never mixed with the organic remains belonging to other strata, never!" ailing to present themselves in company with theireha- racteristie rocks. » NEWS IN BRIEF, Franc* lere aie foreigners in -North Carolina has 2,040 miles of ■railroad. Montgomery Blair has a spinal af fection. i oir N i 11 ? )n wil133,1 f° r America on the loth of August. The number of destitute children in Chicago is 10,000. i u~S°? necticut was the fi wt State in tn*3 union to coin money. —From January 1 to May 31,173 127 immigrants landed in New York. The total catch of Connecticut river shad last year numbered 272,903. The value of the taxable railroad property of Iowa is $28,334,739.70. — A Mexican woman 111 years of age died a few days ago at New Laredo. Over 25,000,000 of haddocks are annually “cured” for sale in England. Mrs. Frances Willard, the temper ance advocate, has gone to the Sandwich Islands. -British capital to the extent of thirty millions went into Wvoming and Texas last year. " —The City Council of Toronto, Can- ula, has appropriated $50,000 towards a public library. The late Sir George Jessel’s will t ”l,lIS nil1 Pr0I>erty WOrthmore c , adet . Whitaker’s father has just $3,000 and a fin|farm. He was once a slave. —Duxes, tne murderer, left property* *' valued at from $8,000 to $12,000, a great/ J deal of it in western lands. —Captain Joif& .Ericcson, still hale and hearty is now, eighty, looks about seventy and works fftaTsixty. —The Summer business of New Hampshire is estimated at from five to ‘ eight millions of dollars annually. , —More than $1,120,000 has been sent to the German flood sufferers through a single house in New York City. . ~ Preliminary steps have been taken \f rH h r er D Ctl0r l ?£ a bronze statue of Martin Luther at Washington, D. C. Sr>fwvn ® ene . c ? 1 of Montreal hasgiven to Provide a permanent exhibi tion in Paris of Canadian productions. —In 1867 the cost to Boston of each pupil m public-schools was $29.83; in toe past year the cost for each was $23. - 29. .— Sdk culture is attracting consider- t^rn,^ t ? Qt . 10rl ln , Kansas > where the leaves f6ed greeJlly 011 Osage orange —Vermont was at first called New Connecticut, and took its present njtne Union 1 * ™ ' v ‘ rt 3au race:t into the —A bill has passed the Illinois Legis lature which compels the.erection of air and escape shafts in the coal m.nes of the State. • ® ^f 3 59,000,090 to pay the sala- c* iu tbe United States,and on dogs ^ to P ay tl,e government tax Mr. Matthew Arnold now expects to visit America this autumn on a lec- tunng tour of four months, becrinninsr •" October. " b Some curious customs are connected with gloves. For instance, the ceremony of removing them when entering the stable of a prince or a great man, or else forfeiting them or their value to the ser vant in charge. This is an odd survival of vassalage, for the removal of the glove was anciently a mark of submission. When lands or titles were bestowed, gloves were given at the same time; and, when for any reason the lands were for feited, the offender was deprived of the right to wear gloves. The same idea was prevalent in the bestowal of a lady’s glove, to be worn in the helmet of her knight, and forfeited by him if her favor ceased. In hunting the gloves are sup posed to be removed to-day at the death of a stag. It was a very ancient form of acknowledgement to present a pair of gloves to a benefactor; and white gloves are still pneunted to the judges at mat- I *“ . -v - • -•:«*$?-.. ' .» ■ \ i- W — Yh . e York papers say that the new drink is called a dude cocktail and is made out ol mush, gruel, and chopped ice and fresh milk ' —Judging from receipts at Key West thus far, over 50,000 dozen pineapples will be shipped North from the port of Key West this year. —Of the 20,000,000 acres of land in Ireland only 3,000,000 are under culti vation, aud even then she exports food to all quarters of the globe. —The widow of Senator Henry S. Lane of Indiana has erected an obelisk of Aberdeen granite over her husband’s remains at CrawfordsviUe. —One year ago there were not over 200 people in Dickey county, Dakota Now the population Is from 4,000 to 5 - 000 and rapidly increasing. ’ —The $300,000 appropriated by Con gress for lands ceded to the United States by the Cherokee Indians has been paid to Chief Bushyhead. —Vanderbilt drove Maud S. and Al- dine one day last week to a heavy road wagon a mile in 2.15j, eclipsing all pre vious double-team records. —2 ofrfi Carolina has four graduates at IV est Point this year, greater than that of any other southern state. One of these stands fifth in a class of fiftv- two. 3 —Out of 1,343 members of the Massa chusetts Medical Society, 700 reply yes,” 400 say “no,” and 23 are indif- ferent to the question: “Do you favor the admission of women to the society on the same terms with men’” —Some idea of the extent of specula tion in New York may be gained from the statement that from January 1 to May 17 of the present year the sales of wheat at the Produce Exchange in that oity amounted to 527,997,500 bushels or considerably more than the entire cron of 1882. 1 The United States Fish Commission has this year distributed throughout every State and Territory in the Union 80,000,000 white fish, 30,000,000 shaff and 10,000,000 of the salmonidae species. The commission has also distributed 12 - 000 German carp. ^ . ’ —'There was a cash balance in the New Hampshire treasury of $204,622.40 on May 31st, against $0L23&48 at the same time last year. TH| faym-ablc showing is largely due tot of biennial sessions of the 1 The State debt amounts to $3,383 060.- 94. ’ —During the last seven years Brahms Joachim, Goldschmidt, Spitta, Wullner, Nottlebohm and other prominent Ger man musicians Lave been engaged in editing Breitkopf and Hartel’s complete edition of the works of Mozart The task is now completed and comprises 528 genuine works of Mozart, to which will be added a supplement containing works not completed by Mozart About one- third of these works had never before been in print A curious deity has been worshiped for years past by pious Hindoos in the Temple of Bharata, in the Fyzabad dis trict, Bengal—a brass casting of the arms of the old East India Company The brass used to be bathed and annoint/ ed with sandal-wood oil every day. in company withrtto xe* of toe Idob, with all the customary formula of the daily Hindoo ritual. The priest in chane was very difficult to convinoaaf his mm- take, and greatly objected to give up the