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ROTES AND COMMENT.
The New York police department
asks i or tho n o >st little sum of $7,-
non, 000 for 1 i usesto be incurred
in keeping the Gothamites in orler
during 1337.
A dental paper -avs lLut a fort nee
awaits the man who will invent a good
substitute for goll as a filling for
teeth. Platinum is available for back
teeth, but not for front teeth, as it
turns black.
“The number of Armeutan children
under twelve years of age made
orphans by the massacres of 1833 is
estimated by Iho missionaries at 50,-
000. The question of what shall be
done with these orphans'is receiving
the attention of the Christian world.
Poor Lo at last seems to be making
progress in the art of agriculture. It
is reported that the Shoshone anl
Arapahoe Indians of Wyoming raised
enough oats an 1 potatoes during the
past season to supply tboir own wants
and to (ill the contract for these com¬
modities at Fort Washakie.
There are a few men in New York
who are Directors of so many corpo¬
rations that their fees for attending
board meetings would alone constitute
a good living income. Samuel D.
Babcock has the reputation of being
in more Directorates than any other
one man. Bussell Sage is a very close
second, and at ono time Samuel Sloau
was a good third.
The new woman in London has cer¬
tainly outstripped her rivals in this
country in adopting the customs of
men, observes the San Francisco
Chronicle. At a public dinner, on the
occasion of the opening of a new club
in the English metropolis, one of the
newspaper reporters was a woman, who
calmly produced and smoked a cigar¬
ette when the dinner was over.
The result of the last municipal
election in Glasgow, Scotland, is the
greatest single tux victory yet achieved
at the polls. In a city council
of seventy-seven members there is a
majority oi twenty three pledged to
support a measure deriving all munic¬
ipal revenue from land values. Per¬
mission from Parliament is still to be
obtained before the people of Glasgow 1
can do as they have voted, but, uc-
cording to the Chicago Record, there
seems to be no doubt that it will bo
promptly granted at the next session.
According to a report of the Hor.se-
skoers’ .Protective As social I on, the
horse is not only holding his own
against the bicycle, but there is actu¬
ally an increase in the number
horses now in this country. It says
there are in Ohio 13,000 more horses
than there were one year ago, 17,000
more in Michigan, 12,500 more in
Sew York, and a corresponding in¬
crease in other States. The statistician
of the association explains this by say¬
ing that bicycles are used chiefly by
people who never did and never would
own a horse, and that, while an occa¬
sional man may sell his horse and
adopt the bicycle, tlio change is only
temporary.
Less than eleven years ago there
were only six firms engaged in the
bicycle busiuess, with an output of a
few thousand bic cles. There are now
more than 500 firms, with a product
of 1,000,000, and innumerable smaller
ones, whieh will probably add 203,000
more. As nearly as can be learned
more than 3,000,000 bicycles are al¬
ready in use in the United States, and
some authorities make the number
greater than this by nearly 1,000,000.
Even the smaller estimates shows that
nearly one person out of twenty-four
has already taken io the cycle as a
matter of business, amusement or
health. la France, where the number
is known because of the collection of
a tax, the proportion is oniy one in
each 250 of the population.
At a recent met ting of the Indiana
Tax Commission it was vored to secure,
if possible, the services of Ex-President
Harrison to make an argument in the
.Supreme Court in the behalf of the
State of Indiana to enforce the pay-
aietu or taxes assessed ag&aist the ex-
press companies. T he commission
lenrned that he would not appear in
any case for a of W« thqn axnort v '
T n t n ,... i. or ni.i . lrr.ga - .on cases he
received ?>10,l00. His largest fee was
received two years ago from an In-
dianapolis street railwav • it was 825 -
fiOO * In ' *1 ia -irn’snn \ Cfl6e at
IF Richmcm., _ , , received 19 ’
uu.., ne $ , 000 .
So far as General Harrison is concerned,
the question, “What shall we do with
our ex-Fresidents?’ is not hard to
gw.r, comments the New Orleans Pica¬
yune.
An electric light is never a:i orna-
ment to a man’s nose.
LIFE’S MISTAKES.
plant sweet flowers above the spot
Where rest oar auforgotten dead.
And while the roses bad and bloom
Wo beautify their lonely bed.
We rear the snowy marble shaft
That every passer-by may learn
How sacred memory keeps her trust
lu votive gift and storied urn.
But oh! the hearts that aebe and break
Through all t&e long bright summer days
For some sweet word of tenderness.
Homo generous and outspoken praise;
And oh! the bitter tear3 that fall
O’er life’s mistakes and cruel fate,
Tint all things whieh the heart most craves
Of love and glcry come too late.
Then take the rose that blooms to-day
And lay it in some loving hand,
And wait not till the ear grows dull
To tell the sweet thoughts that you
planned.
One kiss on warm and loving lips
Is worth a thousand funeral flowors,
And one glad day of tender love
Outweighs an age of morning hours.
—D. M. Jordan, in Indianapolis Journal.
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TRYING HER POWER.
BY CATHARINE EARNSHAW.
CAN hold him
against the world.”
The speaker was
a tall girl, with
dark face, from
which eyes of
witehery looked
out. She had lips
which were now
slightly compressed
ify*’:- as she finished the
•l sentence.
“I would not be
so sure, if I were you,” was the re¬
sponse of the other person, who stood
on the path which led to the road
from the country house behind them.
The two girls had strolled down the
walk in the crisp winter sunlight, and
they looked as unlike as two people
could well be.
Julia Stallo turned her head with a
quick, imperious movement as she ex
claimed:
“Why would you not feel sure, since
I am sure? Do you think I would give
my promise to a man who did not
adore me?”
“But men may adore at one mo¬
ment, and be indifferent the next,”
returned Miss Branch, stopping to
twist more closely about her head the
bIue » fluffy mass of wool which pro¬
tected her from the cold.
“The man whom I love will not do
so,” was the quick reply.
Miss Branch, who was four or five
years older than the magnificent bru¬
nette, looked at her curiously in si-
lence for a time.
Miss Branch was small. One at
first would have said she was plain,
but might discover that her face pos¬
sessed a wonderful power of expres-
; there might be a concentrated
spark in her eyes that would possess
force in whatever way she chose.
Alter a pause she said quietly :
“I should imagine it might be easy
for a man to be faithful to a creature
like you. Ifi Mr. North coining to-
day?”
“Yes.”
al think you make a great mistake
in loving any man so much. Ah ! what
is that?”
The exclamation was caused by the
sound of something rushing through
the shrubbery of evergreens at the
right of where the two girls were
standing.
Julia Stallo shrieked a little, and
shrank to one side, and at the same
moment a huge, dark-colored dog
dashed out from the cedar hedge. His
head was down, his mouth scattered
loam, and his eyes emitted sparks.
While Julia, who bad sprung away,
had gone directly in the path of
the infuriated animal, Miss Branch,
who bad remained where she had been
standing, was several yards from him.
The brute was going on with that
unswerving leap which is so terrible to
see, and he bad passed Miss Branch,
who had not moved, toward Julia
Stallo, who seemed petrified with ter¬
ror in the spot where she stood.
“For God’s sake, jump out of the
way!” cried Miss Branch, shrilly.
“He will not turn !”
If Julia heard she gave no sign ; she
was incapable of moving.
Miss Branch could not stand quiet.
There was a dash of physical courage
in her which enabled her to spring
foi ward, slipping off the crimson shawl
from her shoulders as she did so, and
then flaunting it full in the face of the
wild-eyed animal, who moved one
side, and wavered in confusion, while
.Julia Stallo sank down to the ground
in a heap, and her white face was like
the face of the dead, save for the pro-
tru iing eyes of horror.
The dog, baffled for the moment and
uncertain, now turued toward Miss
Branch. It was useless for her to try
to run. She clasped her hands and
stood still.
Only for a breath of time, however.
The sound of a footstep on the frozen
gravel might Lave been heard by the
girls, if they could have heard any-
thincf.
The footstep was that of someone
running furiously. A man appeared.
He had a pistol in his hand, and
though there was a terrible fear in
his mind that he might not aim cor-
jeclly, he could not hesitate.
'The flash, the report of the pistol
and the dog rolled over with a moan,
his teeth set fast in the skirt of Miss
Branch’s dress.
It was to Julia Slallo’s side that the
man sprang, hardly glancing at Miss
Branch, who coolly drew a
from her pocket, and, stooping, care-
full v cut her dre * s awa v from the § fl P
- -
of the dying dog s teeth.
“That, I suppose, is Mr. North,”
she said to herself, looking at him at-
tentively as he bent on one knee over
Julia, whose senses had come back tc
her u sufficiently to enable her to recog-
nize her lover. “Yes, evidently he
loves her. I wish she had not lyen bo
sure to of him. her words It is false.” such a temptation \
prove quiet-lof>king
That was what the
girl was thinking, as she *gain
wrapped walked slowly her 6hawl about her\and
down the path.
In a few moments she heard her
name called, and pausing and
back, siie saw the two coming toward
h er>
When they were a little nearer the
man hurried forward, and, raising
hat, said, in a tone which was
quite steady:
“I do not know what you will think
of us. I confess I was, for the
ment, capable of thinking only of Miss
Stallo. You will forgive that, I know.
I cannot tell you how grateful I am
you.”
“Indeed! Why?” asked
Branch.
Although her words were abrupt,
the voice in which she spoke them was
far from being so. There was a silky
softness in it that Julia Stallo
never heard before, and which made
her look quickly at the girl who had
spoken, while a pain, that was almost
like a knife thrust, suddenly went
through her heart.
Miss Branch had only glanced at Mr.
North as she had replied, and he had
not given any thought to her, so pro-
foundly was he absorbed in the danger
which had so recently threatened tho
girl he loved,
When the two walked away Miss
Branch turned into another path and
walked rapidly toward the house.
There was a flush on her cheeks and
a sparkle in her eyes that gave her an
aspect altogether different from that
which she had worn au hour before.
When she reached her own room
she sat down before the fire without
removing her wraps. Looking into
the burning coals with an intent gaze,
her face gradually changed, until Julia
Stallo would hardly have known it.
The white hands were held tightly
together until their beauty—and they
were very beautiful—was marred by
rude pressure.
“What do I owe to any man among
them?” she uttered, at length, in a
half whisper. “And as for Julia, she
is a baby in her feelings, and will not
suffer much.”
She ros3 and walked with determined
air across the room. Some one
knocked. She opened the door and
Julia stood there.
“May I come in?” she asked.
“I was just coming to discover if
you were still frightened,” responded
Miss Branch, taking Julia’s hand in
her own, and looking with more than
ordinary keenness into the girl’s face.
“Don’t speak of it,” cried Juiia,
with a shudder. “I shall never be
able to see a dog again without a
fright. Think of what might have
happened if Luke had not come! He
says he admires you for your presence
of mind, although you are— But how
I do chatter!” catching herself up
with a blush. “He admires you so
much.”
“Even though I am so plain,”
calmly remarkedMis3 Branch, no flush
staining her cheeks as she spoke words
so difficult for » woman to accept.
“But I did not mean to tell you
that,” caressingly said Julia.
Miss Branch laughed, not bitterly
to the ear in the least.
“Ob, I don’t mind it at all,” she
said, lightly. “I am plain, and I know
other people know it.”
In her heart she was saying:
“He shall pay for these words.”
In the days that followed it would
have been a curious study, for one not
vitally interested, to have watched the
change in Luke North’s manner toward
Mis3 Branch.
Gradually, from a polite listening
to her, he came to turn with an appar¬
ently irresistible inclination toward
that part of the room where she hap¬
pened to be.
He stood near her chair ; he looked
at her if he spoke; he listened with a
peculiarly vivid look upon his face
whenever she made any remark.
This attention was not marked ; on
the contrary, it almost seemed as if it
were desirous of concealing even from
his own consciousness the attraction
which Miss Branch held for him, and
which every day he felt more and more
powerfully.
Had he ever thought her face un¬
prepossessing? When Julia reminded
him, one day,that he said Miss Branch
was plain, he uttered an exclamation
of astonishment, but he made no other
reply. His betrothed, in a troubled
tone, persisted in dwelling upon the
subject.
“I suppose she must be fascinating,
is she not?” she asked, wistfully.
The man’s face wore a strange smile.
He averted his eyes, as he remarked,
in a harsh voice :
“Fascinating! Yes,I think that must
be the word by which to describe your
friend, and she is your friend, is she
not?” asking the question, suddenly.
Julia Stallo trembled a little and
turned pale. She seemed to struggle
for a moment with herself, and then
she said, faintly:
“Oh, yesl Of course she is my
"
friend.”
The winter daj 3 ran on. Miss Branch
had come to stay with her friend until
the spring.
How did it happen that Mr. North
could now sometimes come to the house,
and remain, perhaps, for a couple of
hours before Julia would come into
the room? He always scrupulously
for her the moment became,
but he appeared to forgot that she had
not come.
On one of those days when Julia had
not come, North had been strolling
ftbou t tha room in silence. Though
he did . . not speak, his eyes returned
again and again to the girl who sat so
quietly on the so;s. There wa3 a reck-
less resolve in her face, and that look
was mingled with something* which
could not i be ~ interpreted, ----- A ~--* — which anv .----
woman might do well to fear, even
though she could not understand it.
North came and leaned over her.
His voice vibrated, as lie said;
“Miss Branch!”
She looked up; a light, bewildering
and enthralling, was in her eyes, and
diffused in a lovely glow over the
hitlieto unlove’y face,
“What would you say to mo, if I
were to tell you that I love you?” ho
asked, quickly.
There could be no mistaking the
expression in her eyes; there could be
j but one reading of the curves about
her mouth. The blinding loveliness
that was in her gaze at that instant
made the man’s heart almost stand
still. Did she really love him?
“Need I answer?” she asked, softly.
“Yes; answer!” imperatively.
“Then I should say that X love
yon,” was the low-spoken reply.
Something in the man’s face made
Miss Branch suddenly rise to her feet,
while her face grew pallid and the
glow died from her eyes.
“You are mocking me !” she cried,
in a smothered voice. “You do not
really love rae!”
“I am thinking of a young man, my
half-brother, whom I loved more than
brothers usually love,” returned
North, in a stern voice. “You may
recall Morris Loring. Ab, I see you
do! You killed him that you might
be amused. Perhaps it was not man¬
ly of me to resolve to avenge him in
some slight degree. But I did not
think of so base an action until I fan¬
cied you wished to play with me. I
do not love you, Miss Branch, but I
can understand how a man might bo
infatuated with you. It was beneath
me to stoop to such a course as this.
I don’t ask you to forgive me.”
“No, no,” said Miss Branch, her
voice husky and strange, “Do not
ask that, for I never could do so.”
“Why?”
“Becauno I love you. At last I love.
Do not speak to me. I tell you that,
for the first time in my life, I love.
Do you think I am sufficiently pun-
shed for trying my power? Do you
pity me, Mr. North?”
Bhe stood looking at him for an in¬
stant, then turned and hurried from
the room.
North gazed blankly at the door
which had closed behind her. He hau
not known how much he could despise
himself, and there was a curious pul-
sation in his heart which made him
unwilling to see Julia.
It was a week before he returned to
the house. When Julia informed him
of Miss Branch’s departure he would
not allow himself to manifest any in¬
terest. The few weeks that had
passed had formed au episode in his
life which he could not. wish to re¬
member.—Saturday Night.
• Hot Air Treatment.
It has taken the medical world a
very long time to become alive to the
fact that hot applications and hot air
and water treatment are •among the
mostuselul forms of medication known
to the human family. A great many
physiciaus are fond of speaking in a
serai-indulgent, half way contemptu¬
ous fashion of what they are pleased
to term “home medication” and “old
woman’s remedies,” but there are a
few doctors who are willing to admit
that medicine is quite a secondary con¬
dition in the treatment of disease.
They are frank enough to acknowledge
new what their brethren in the pro¬
fession will bo forced to do at some
future time, that the system has more
effect on the medicine than the medi¬
cine on the system, aud that the great
chemical laboratory of the human
body is able to change a beneficent
drug into a poison or the most viru¬
lent of the toxines into a means of re¬
lief. There are scores of cases of ill¬
ness where the application of intense
heat would put the chemical forces of
life at work and restore the functions
to their normal condition without the
aid of one particle of medicine. That
doctors do not act upon this knowl¬
edge is not altogether their fault.
When a patient is suffering severely
there is an imperative demand from
the friends for something to be done.
It is often the case that there are no
facilities for applying heat, and if
there were, this might not be alto¬
gether satisfactory to the family ol
the sick person. People like a doctor
who comes and does something him¬
self without taxing others to do for
him. He is supposed to have the means
of relief in his hands, and as an old
lady once expressed it, “lie goes right
to work and does something himself,
and doesn’t expect the family to do
his work for him.” What does one
have a doctor for, to be sure, except
he is able to give something to stop
the para at once? A great deal of suf¬
fering might be avoided if people
could only be made to realize that a
cup of hot water or a hot bath would
almost immediately remove many of
the more violent symptoms of disease.
Every family, especially those where
there are children, should be provided
with some means for taking a hot water,
hot air or steam bath. — The Ledger.
Pobsli iunit.
Scotch thrift has never been ac¬
counted one of the character stic of
the Foies, but they may possess it, ai>
ter a [ b ^ young Pole who had saved
the life of General Suobeloff was of-
fered,his choice between 100 rubles
aQ d the cross oi Si. George. The i ola
deliberated a while, and then asked
what the decoration was worth. When
informed that its intrinsic value was
aoout five rubles he said: “i’il take
the cross and ninety-five rubles.”
havrilust for Fuel,
Sawdust is turned into transporta¬
ble fuel in Germany by a very simple
process. It is heated under high steam
pressure until the resinous ingredients
become'sticky, when it is pressed into
bricks. One man with a two horse
power machine can turn out 9000
l. bricks a day.
CURIOUS FACTS.
Trunks are mailed in Franco.
Paris police use electric dark Ian-
terns.
Nearly every city in Mexico has a
hospital.
Animals living in absolute darkness
have no eyes whatever.
F. H. Sizer, of West Bergen, owns a
Bible printed in London 297 years
ago.
Fifteen mice in one day is the rec-
ord of a eat in a book store at Hal-
lowell, Me.
In fhe last three years 49,000 acres
of timber in New York State have
destroyed by forest fires.
Lester Smith, of Coos City, Oregon,
has lost seventeen hogs since spring
by the raids oi a bear which, so far.
lie has been unable to trap or poison,
It is recorded of Dr. John Williams,
ol Patrieksbnrg, Ind., that for twenty-
four years he has guessed correctly the
outcome of each Presidential elec¬
tion.
A huge block of granite, the largest
ever set free by blasting, was recently
taken , , from a quarry m Concord. _ , N.
H. It measures 106 feet m length by
twenty feet in height and twenty feet
in width.
The word “dun” is said to owe its
origin to one Joe Dun, a famous bail¬
iff about 1500. He is said to have
been so shrewd and dexterous in the
collection of dues that his name be¬
came proverbial.
Stealing a calfskin from one store at
Augusta, Me., a thirteen-year-old boy
took it to another hide dealer and sold
it to him, and managed at the same
time to steal from the purchaser a
sheepskin, wfiich he boldly carried
back to the first store and sold to his
first victim.
There is au "orange tree in Muske¬
gon, Mich., that is making a record
even in that northern clime. The
tree is about fourteen inches high,
and on tho branches are twenty-eight
miniature oranges and ‘blossoms in
various stages of development, and
one fully developed orange. The lat¬
ter is about the size of an ordinary
hen’s egg, but round. The tree is
planted in a large tin can filled with
earth, and is treated as a house plant.
The origin of astronomy is as¬
sociated with the tower of Babel and
the pyramids of Egypt, There are
many who hold to the opinion that
these ancient structures were erected
for astronomical purposes. As early as
the time of Job, nearly 2000 years B.
C., most of the stars had been divided
into constellations. The writer of
Job mentions Arc turns, Orion and
Pieis.des as being familiar. The mod¬
ern science dates from the labors of
Copernicus, Tycho Brahe and Newton.
A True Bear htarr.
Speaking of law and the enforce¬
ment of discipline in Yellowstone
Park, writes Charles Dudley Warner
in Harper’s Magazine, I heard the
story of a bear there, which 1 consider
exceedingly important not only as a
comment on the discipline of the
park, but as a moral lesson to parents
in domestic obedience. The story is
literally true, and if it were not I
should not repeat it, for it would have
no value. Mr. Kipling says “the law
of tho jungle is—Obey.” This also
seems to be the law of Yellowstone
Park. There is a lunch station at the
Upper Basin, near Old Faithful, kept
by a very intelligent and ingenious
man. He got acquainted last year
with a she-bear, who used to come to
his house every day and walk into the
kitchen for food for herself and her
two cubs. The cubs never came. The
keeper got on very intimate terms
with the bear, who was always civil
and well behaved, and would take
food from his hand (without taking
the hand). One day towards sunset
the bear came to the kitchen, and hav¬
ing received her portion, she went out
of the back door to carry it to her
cubs. To her surprise and anger the
cubs were there waiting for her. She
laid down the food, and rushed at her
infants and gave them a rousing
spanking. “Bhe did not cuff them ;
she spanked them.” and then she
drove them back into the woods, cuff¬
ing them and knocking them at every
step. When she reached tho spot
where she had told them to wait, she
left them there and returned to the
house. And there she stayed in the
kitchen for two whole hours, making
the disobedient children wait tor their
food, simply to discipline them and
teach them obedience. The explana¬
tion is very natural. "When the bear
leaves her young in a particular place
and goes in search of food for them,
if they* si ray away in her absence she
has great difficulty in finding them.
The mother knew that the safety of
her cubs and her own peace of mind
depended upon strict discipline in the
family. Ob, that we had more such
mothers in the United States.
rennies Not Popular
It is estimated that many hundred
penuies are collected by the Broad¬
way car conductors in the course of a
day, and as they cannot turn them in
at the end of their day’s work, they
often have trouble in disposing of
them. In speaking of this a cable car
sonductor said to a New York Mail
and Express reporter:
“vVomeu are almost sure to give ns
pennies, and they often search their
pocketboolis for these coins. We usu¬
ally give a number of pennies back in
chaDgewhea , , a bill in- u j
we see that women get their imr
sh.,te. Tbt re why the company
will not receive penuies ‘. is because it
would take , , too , long ° to , count . them
aii ,,,,
‘
CT 1I _ __
A new dam ou the Mississippi at
Minus* o!K Minn., is to fnrni-h I V
00j electric hor e power for Minneapo-
lis and St. Paul.
WORDS OF WISDOM,
Whoever has a good temper will he
sure to have many other good things,
There is nothing so strong or safe
m an emergency of life as tho simple
truth. *
It is the biggest kind of an insult
to offer a small sum of money os a
bribe.
A poor man with a sunny spirit will
get more out of life thtm a wealthy
gambler,
Tho violence done us by others is
often less painful than that which we
do to ourselves.
A man’s domestic relations sel flora
trouble him as much as the relations
of his domestics,
To see plum pudding in the moon is
.a far more cheerful habit than croak-
jpg at everything.
No soul is desolate as loug as there
j s a human being for whom it can feel
trust and reverence,
It is not wise to aim at impossibili¬
ties ; it is a waste of powder to fire at
the man in the moon.
When a man is ashamed to look in a
mirror it u a safo bet that that his
wife buys his neckties.
The epochs of our life are not in the
visiblo facts, but in the silent thoughts
of the wayside as we walk.
A coquette is like a rose. Each lover
plucks a leaf; the stem and thorns are •
left for the future husband.
We take groat pains to persuade
others that we are happy than in en¬
deavoring to be so ourselves.
It pays better to tell the truth and
lose temporarily than to state false¬
hood and lose permanently.
Many preachers are good tailors
spoiled and capital shoemakers turned
out of their proper calling.
After a woman has been married
three months she talks less about soul
affinity and more about her meals.
There are no greater wretches in
the world than many of those whom
people in general take to be happy.
If a man is so proucl that he will
not see his faults, ho will only quarrel
with you for pointing them out to
him.
To character and success, two things
contradictory as they may seem must
go—humble dependence and manly in¬
dependence.
The only thing that can be compared
to a good ad. in working ability is a
mortgage. They both work day and
night, rain or shine.—The South- West.
The History of Health.
To trace the history of the search
of the human race after health would
be almost tantamount to writing the
history of the race itself. A careful
examination of the position which
hygiene now holds will, we think, jus¬
tify us in alleging that it has made
such advances as may fairly entitle it
to take its place among the progres¬
sive if not absolutely exact sciences.
Its literature has been said with truth
to bo among the oldest in the world.
We cannot doubt that in order of
chronology the first came to be hon¬
ored is that of Moses, as the author of
the most complete and detailed sys¬
tem of hygiene in ancient times. We
may be pretty sure that tho cole of
Moses was the outcome of the wisdom
and experience of long past ages. Be
that as it may, however, we canuot
but admire the excellent precepts laid
down for the cleansing aud purifying
of house and camp, for the security of
pure water, for choice of good and
wholesome food, for the isolation of
the sick and the unclean and for tho
destruction of refuse. It would not
be too much to say that a fairly strict
adherence to the Mosaic law would
have preserved mankind from many
of the disastrous plagues which have
afflicted it. During the Middle Ages
the Jews enjoyed a remarkable immu¬
nity from outbreaks of epidemic dis¬
ease— an immunity which still distin¬
guishes them in our own time. —New
York Ledger.
Red Rocks Mark Her Grave,
In sight of the Erie tracks, between
Susquehanna and Great Bend, are the
“Red Rocks,” a red cliff stanuins
above the Susquehanna River, Near
them can be seen traces of the grave
of a beautiful Indian maiden, the
daughter of a famous chief, She was
betrothed to a young brave, a mem¬
ber of the father’s tribe, then en¬
camped near here, Her father de-
sired her to marry the son of the
chief of the neighboring tribe, and
the wish of the paternal ancestor
usually counted for something.
In consequence, she resolved to fly
to the “happy hunting grounds,” and
one night she stole noiselessly from
her wigwam, aud, with the death song
upon her lips, flung herself from the
high cliff, her life’s blood staining the
rocks below, and to that day have re¬
tained the reddish hue which the rains
and floods ol a century have failed to
efface.
When tne maiden’s lover saw her
mangled corpse he retired to a cuve in
the mountains, and was never seen
alive again. Forty years later bis
petrified body was lonud in the cave
by a wandering remnant of the tr.be.
Under his body were found the loug
raven tresses of the old chiePs daugh-
ter._New York Pr ?SB.
The “Rote of the Waves.”
It is a favorite theory with the fish¬
ing and seafaring peopleon the uortu-
oast of Scotland that in a storm three
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w is sUvCessioa ney
“rote of '. Fishermen
a waves.
returning , • from their fishing
by ground
often prove experience the truth of
their theory, «nd hang baek as they
come near the shore to tnnn a.lvantage
* he laU ‘P 1 ,/ 0 ' 1 ?" 3 ’ tue ? Bav >
pretty regularly , after three big break¬
ers.