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Nlghtlnfcalos warble about It
Ml night under blossom and star;
This wild swan Is dying without It,
Aud the eagle crycth afar;
The sun ho doth mount but to And It,
Senreliing the green earth o’er;
But more doth a man’s heart mind it,
Oh, more, more, morel
A Brother’s Sacrifice.
By STANLEY HOWARD.
WAS leaning
against the rail
ing in the park,
enjoying a cigar
and watching
the carriages ns
they passed. It
was the fash
ionable hour,
and this was a
favorite occupa
tion of mine.
Had I been
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younger, I might possibly have in
dulged in a dream of the time when
riches and luxury should be mine,
when the inner circle of society should
be my world; but I was no longer
young'. At sixty one is contented with
sufficient, and wealth loses much of its
fascination. I have found it so, at
least.
There was a block for two or three
minutes, and the occupants of the ear
tiage which was standing just- in front
of me arrested my attention. There
were two ladies and a gentleman
husband and wife and daughter I took
them to be. The man, who was about
my age, was exceedingly good-looking,
an and the young lady was pretty, but it
was the elder lady who particularly in
terested me. Her hair was quite white
and her face pale, but so handsome,
aud so exquisitely sweet in expression,
that in a moment my old brain was
weaving a romance about her. Many
people looked at the carriage aud sev
eral bowed. Evidently the occupants
were people well known.
“You seem interested,” said a man,
touching my arm, as the carriage
HAd answered, shortly. 1 have
■BSiBKIfW rsion to entering into con
versation with strangers.
The man looked at me curiously,
with a smile upon his face. He was
tall and thin, only fairly well dressed,
but of gentlemanly bearing, and there
were deep lines under his eyes and
about his mouth.
“I have been looking for you for
two months past,” he said.
“For me! You have made a mis
take, I think.”
“Y r ou have chauged little, Mr. Har
graves; I must have changed much,
or you would remember me.”
“Certainly I have forgotten on,” I
said, politely, hearing him call me by
name.
“Robert Denmore.”
For a moment I was silent—Den
more!
“Of course—yes. We met in Vienna,
didn’t we?”
He nodded and we shook hands.
“Vienna—twenty years ago,” I said.
“How time flies! What have the years
brought to you?”
living death,” was the strange
answer.
I looked inquiringly at him.
“True,” he said. ‘.‘Come to'flsy
rooms and retiew 3ur old friendship.
I haven’t a friend left iu the world ex
cept you; and I cannot let you go now
I have found you. I have been look
ing for you for two months—two
months to-morrow. I can fix the time
to an hour.”
Robert Denmore had always puzzled
me—-he puzzled me now. As I walked
home with him, my mind slipped back
twenty years. He and I had met in
Vienna, and finding our tastes agreed,
had traveled about together for a few
months. We became very good friends,
but he told me little about himself.
He seemed to have done with the past
altogether, and thought very little
about the future. I remember him
saying once, “I never think about
what I did yesterday; I don’t care what
happens to-morrow; to-day is all I
trouble myself about,” and he carried
this system of existence to such an ex
tent that arrangements were often up
set. No doubt there was a secret iu
his past life, but I found him an inter
esting companion, and his secret did
not concern me.
After dinner that night we sat and
smoked.
“It does me good to see you again,”
he said. “The fact of the matter is,
that I want to tell you a story, Were
yon never curious about me in the old
days?”
“Yes, often.”
“Well, I want to tell you my his
tory. I was a disappointed man then;
I am a broken-down one now,'without
friends, almost without money. Oh!
lam not going to borrow. You re
member when I left you and returned
to England?”
“I do, and you promised to look me
up in London, which promise you
never kept.”
“No; but you received a letter from
me telling you that I was going
abroad?”
“Yes.”
“That letter was a lie. I have not
been out of the country since. I knew
I was not going when I wrote that let
ter.”
He spoke as if the statement was
the keynote to his whole history. His
manner quite startled me.
“You wonder why I took the trouble
to tell yon a lie? Well, I wanted to be
forgotten; I did not want you to try
to find me.”
“And yet you have spent the last two
months looking for me,” I said.
“I don't want to be forgotten any
more. I want to have a friend in the
world to talk to.”
©He was silent for a moment and re
lit his pipe.
‘‘There were two of us,” he said;
“twin boys. I was the elder by ten
minutes, and we were born three
months after our father’s death. We
grew up great friends, as twins often
are, and yet we were very different. I
developed into a quiet, studious, grave
faced youngster. I was slorv at learn
ing, slow of speech, and nobody’s
favorite. My r brother, Richard, on the
contrary, was bright, clever; even as a
THE SECRET,
Over the gray leagues of ocean
The Infinite yearneth alone;
The forests with wandering emotion
The thing they know not intone;
Creation nroso but to see It,
A million lamps in the blue;
But a lover he shall be It
If ono sweet maid Is true.
—G. E. IVoodberry, in the June Century.
boy his conversation was accounted
brilliant. He could do anything and
everything,was full of fun and laughter,
aud generous and thoughtless to a
fault. Bichard Denmore was petted
by everybody. When we were about
sixteen my mother died. I remember
the night before her death as if it were
yesterday only.
“ ‘You are my eldest boy, Kobert,’
she said, taking my strong hand in her
feeble one. ‘You are, perhaps, not so
clever, naturally, as Bichard, but you
have got balance, which he has not.
Bicliard troubles me often. ’
“‘Everybody likes him, mother,’ I
answered.'
“ ‘That makes all the more danger;
aud I want you, Bobert, to look after
Bichard. ’
‘ ‘ ‘I shall always love him. ’
“ ‘And you will help him?’
“ ‘Yes, always.’
“More than onee that night she made
me repeat the promise, and I took an
oath, little knowing what the oath
meant.
“Time passed, and we both got on
well. I had, perhaps, the most money,
but then I did not go out as much ns
Richard did, and he gave away more
than I did, too.
“The humdrum round of my daily
life was suddenly disturbed—pleas
antly so. Alice Eversham came into
it, and from the first moment 1 saw
her I loved her. I had never even
cared about a woman before; had
never even, as a hoy, had a preference
for one of the pupils at the seminary
for young ladies we passed every
morning on our way to school. For
a long time I loved in silence. I
feared to put my fate to the test, and
when I plucked up my courage to ask
Alice to be my wife I was too late.
She was kind and gentle, but her ‘no’
was final.
“ ‘But, Alice, I will wait. You will
change—you must change,’ I said, in
in my despair.
“ ‘I shall never change.’
“ ‘Who is the—the other man?’
“‘I cannot tell you that. A woman
does not confess her love for a man
before that man lias asked her.’
“Life has been black enough for me
many times, heavens knows, but never
so black as it was then. It is the one
great passion I have known, and it
has made me what I am to-day.
“A week later Richard bounced into
my room one night, threw himself
down in nu easy chair, and began to
laugh.
“ ‘Got the blues, Bobbie?’
“ ‘No.’
“ ‘Well, congratulate me. I’m tire
happiest fellow in the world. I
want you to bo my best man. I’m
going to be married.’
“ ‘Married!’
“ ‘Yes; I am caught at last—the
dearest girl living. You know her
W.l.’
“ ‘Who is it?’
“ ‘Alice Eversham.’
“I sprang from my chair and brought
my clinched flst down upon the table.
Blind rage took possession of me for a
moment.
“ ‘Hallo!’ he exclaimed. ‘What’s
the matter? Are you in love with her,
too?’
“ ‘No; I was thinking,’ I answered,
stupidly.
“ ‘lf you think like that often you
will smash all your furniture. Come,
tell me the truth, Bobbie. You are in
love with Alice yourself. I cannot
blame you. Anyway, she will be your
sister, old fellow. ’
“His words were intended as a con
solation, but they were maddening.
It was only afterwards, when I became
sane enough to think calmly, that I
felt Richard had as much right to
happiness as I had. We both loved
her, aud she loved me. It was all
fair, honest dealing; I could not com
plain.
“Richard’s wedding-day was a tor
ture.
“ ‘Good-by, Robert,’ Alice said, just
before they went away. ‘You forgive
me?’
“ ‘There is nothing to forgive,’ 1
answered.
“ ‘And you wish me happiness?’
“‘With all my heart!’ I said. ‘We
shall not see much of each other,
Alice, in the future; it is better not;
but remember, I am your brother—
more, your friend. If you should ever
want me, send for me.’
“ ‘When we come back I shall
send for you at once,’ she answered,
merrily.
“ ‘And I shall not come. In trouble
you shall find me ready, but otherwise
I shall be out of reach. I leave Eng
land to-morrow, and I do not know
when I shall return.’
“‘I shall have to get into trouble
quickly,’ she said. ‘Good-by!’
“I left England and wandered about,
tryiug to forget. Alice had been mar
ried ten years when I first met you,
Hargraves, and during that time I did
not see her, but I heard constantly
from Richard, and beggared myself
almost in helping him. He did not
seem to have au idea of the value of
money —spent it as if there was no
limit to his income.
“It was a letter I received from
Alice which made me leave you so sud
denly. Richard was again in serious
difficulty, aud she wrote to me with
out his knowledge, he having told her
then for the first time how often I had
helped him before, saying that he could
not ask me again. I went to her, and
found matters about as bad as they
could be. Richard was desperate and
half ashamed to see me. By a terri
ble struggle, and pledging my credit
to the utmost limit, I managed, as I
thought, to set him straight. I be
lieve Alice would have gone down
upon her knees to thank me had I let
her; and Richard thanked me, too, but
did not seem quite at ease. I was glad
to get away from them, and I made
arrangements to leave England agaifi.
To be perfectly truthful, my resources
were so reduced that I meant to set
tle in some continental town where
living was cheap. All my preparations
were made, when I received a tele
gram :
“ ‘Come to me at once. Alice.’
“Wondering what new complica
tion had arisen for I could read trou
ble in the message—l went.
“Alice was alone.
“ ‘Bobert,’ she said, clutching my
arm, and there was a look of horror in
her eyes, ‘is it true?’
“ ‘ls what true?’
“ ‘That Bichard is a thief?’
“ ‘No. Who lias said so?’
“ ‘We were dining out last night,
and I overheard two men talking about
Bichard. They were surprised to see
him there. One of them said dis
tinctly that he had committed for
gery with regird to some company
matter, and was liable to be arrested
at any moment.’
“ ‘Nonsense, Alice! You are mis
taken. ’
“‘They mentioned liis name —B.
Denmore. Oh, Bobert! I have been
brave through my troubles—heaven
knows I have —but if this is true it
will kill me.’
“‘Did these men appear to know
Bicliard well?’ I asked.
“ ‘No. They heard his name, aud
then began to talk. ”
“ ‘Have you said anything to Bich
ard about it?’
“ ‘No. I ought to do it, but lam a
coward, and dare not. If it is all n
lie he would never forgive me for
doubting him. If it is true—Bobert,
you once promised to always be my
friend—you must save him, for my
sake and my child’s.’
“ ‘I am always your friend,’ I an
swered, taking her hand in mine. ‘I
will find out ail about this story. It is
all a mistake, probably; aud if not,
there is more than one B. Denmore,
for instance.’
“I was terribly afraid that the
story was true, but I spoke to lessen
her anxiety. The look of a startled
hare came into her eyes, but I did not
think about it until afterwards. How
the men Alice overheard obtained
their information I do not know, but
it was in substance true. A heartless
fraud had been committed, and appar
ently by B. Denmore. I was help
less. What could I do? And then
Alice’s and look took posses
sion of me. I think for a few days I
was almost mad. I need not Tell you
how, link by link, the chain of evi
dence was forged—l helped to forge it
myself. It was easy. The fact of my
preparations for leaving England, the
uncertainty of my destination, my
pledged credit.
“I was arrested, tried, convicted.
There was no mercy for the man
who, liv a heartless fraud, had brought
ruin and destitution to many—death
by suicide to more than one. I was
sentenced to twenty years’ penal servi
tude. Two months ago to-morrow I
regained my liberty.”
He stopped—his tale was told.
“Denmore!” I exclaimed, starting
to my feet. “You did this for a
brother’s sake?”
“No; for the sake of the woman I
loved.”
“It was a monstrous folly. It was
wicked.”
“It is over.”
“And your brother?”
“He remained silent —has been
silent ever since. Things have pros
pered with him—fortune is his.
Twenty years is a long time to re
member, He has quite forgotten
me. ”
f ‘Scoundrel! And his wife?”
“I do not know, Hargraves, but I
tkiiili she must have believed me
guilty. You see, the evidence against
me was very strong.”
I was silent. Presently Denmore
took some papers from his pocket.
“I saw this iu a shop w indow yester
day, and bought it,” he said, handing
me a photograph. “On it was printed,
‘Hon. Richard Denmore and wife.’
He has become famous. Do you recog
nize the picture?”
Then I remembered the occupants
of the carriage in the park.
“I think I have kept my oath, Har
graves.”
I took his hand and pressed it, but
I did not speak. A lump was ip my
throat, and words would not come.—
The Home Queen.
The Weight of the Earth.
According to the most accurate cal
culations the earth weighs 6,069,000,-
000,000,000,000,000 tons or 12,138,-
000,000,000,000,000,000,000 pounds.
The weight of the earth is equal to
seventy-eight moons. The weight of
the earth is equal to 1625 times the
weight of Great Britain and Ireland,
counting that they extend down to
the centre of the earth; fifty-two and
one-half times Europe, eleven and
one-half times Asia, thirteen and one
third times North and South America,
and seventeen aud one-half times
Africa. If the earth should fall into
the sun, the sun would hardly feel the
impact, but it would take the earth
sixty-five days to get there after it
started.—Strand Magazine.
A Unique King.
A ring recently exhibited at Ant
werp, Belgium, w-as the admiration of
diamond cutters and merchants, be
cause it was the first successful at
tempt to cut a ring out of a single
stone. There are a great many diffi
culties in this method of cutting dia
monds, as the stones have a certain
cleavage and particular veins, all of
which have to be carefully studied in
order to prevent splitting just as suc
cess seems within roach.
After several unsuccessful attempts
aud three years’ labor the feat has
been accomplished by the patience and
skill of M. Antoin, one of the best
known lapidaries -of Antwerp. The
ring is about six-eighths of an inch in
diameter.
Montana Kloquence.
The Bozeman (Montana) Chronicle
tells of a Montana Legislator who,
when some corrections in spelling and
grammar in his bill were called to his
attention by the committee, said:
“Why, you fellows have mucilated it!”
It was the same statesman who said,
in addressing a committee of wdiich he
was a member: “The muddy slough
of politics -was the bowlder upon which
the law was split in twain, and fell in
a thousand pieces from the pedro of
justice. Let us, then, gear up our
lions, that ive can go forth withs
clear head.”
A “CURSE CARD” LEAGUE.
NEW YORK WOMEN TO REPRESS
PROFANITY ON THE STREETS.
How They Will Try to Stop I lie Habit—
Gotham's Luxuriant Hotel*—HSlOO a
Hay for a Bridal Suite—Gosnip About
Noted Grand Dames aud Swell Gown*.
(Special New York Letter.)
The New York League of Purists is
up in arms again. This time it is to
repress profanity on the streets and in
public conveyances. The committee
has chosen some thirty young ladies,
workers in the organization, and pro
vided each with a novelty in the shape
of a bundle of “Curse cards.”
The plan is, for the lady to carry a
package of these cards whenever on a
mission of charity, shopping or prom
enading on the public highways. For
instance, if she is traveling in an ele
vated train, and hears a man who has
accidently passed his station, or for
any other reason, murmur a subdued
“swear word,” she is to hand him a
curse card, which invites him to fill in
the blank form, and bind himself for a
stated time to refrain from swearing.
Asa rule the culprit is so astonished
by the request, and so charmed by the
winning smile of the giver of the card,
that he pledges himself. The thirty
ladies are of various nationalities; be
cause in a great metropolis like New
York “cuss” words fly through the air
in every-tongue under heaven.
The architecture of the houses and
hotels in New York has advanced so
rapidly in the last ten years, that there
is now no city in the world which con
tains so many beautiful and various
specimens. The magnitude and
splendor of the new hotels astound
Europeans who visit us and who have
been taught to believe that Paris,
London and the Biviera lead the world.
For the bridal suite at the Hotel
New Netherland the modest price of
FKOCK OF CAFE-AU-LAIT BROADCLOTH. GOWN OF A STUNNING CHECK
.SIOO per day is asked, exclusive of
board. The Astoria, now being erected
next to the Waldorf, is to eclipse them
all, if such a thing is possible.
The Waldorf, by the way, has be
come the meeting place for fashion
able dames, who lunch there after a
shopping tour.
Both Mrs. General Harrison and
Mrs. Cleveland (who w'as accompanied
by Ruth, now a tall and graceful girl
of some six years) were there the
other day. I learned that Mrs. Har
rison was iu New York to attend some
of the Art sales. The famous baby
boy was not visible. Mrs. Cleveland,
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SCOTCH HEATHEK SIIXTURE SUIT, WITH
NEAT BLAZER JACKET.
queenly in her bearing, looked ex
tremely well in a black aud white
check gown, the broad revers on her
open Eton coat giving a very stylish
effect.
Mrs. Harrison, as “bonnie” as a
Highland lassie, was gowned in a
sensible well-fitting Scotch heather
mixture suit, her fashionable coat
being of the blazer pattern.
Miss Lillian Bussell, the “American
Beauty,” is organizing a Wheel Club
with an idea of holding a bicycle meet
in Centrnl Park on the Four-in-hand
BLACK AND WHITE CHECK GOWN, WITH
BROAD BEVEES ON ETON COAT.
Club lines. The real difficulty will be
for the club members and their guests
at the meet to separate themselves
from the crowd of cyclists who would
infest the park on such an occasion.
Miss Bussell’s suggestion is that the
club should invent a really smart uni
form dress for the ladies, and one for
men as much unlike the cap and
knickerbocker disfigurement of the
“scorcher” as possible.
In this way the meet might be a
pretty aud imposing innovation, but
not otherwise. Bloomers are to be
tabooed. Miss Russell naively says
that man’s invention gave the petticoat
to woman to prevent her running after
him. She is a devotee of all out-door
sports, and is always the Queen of
Beauty at the races. It is hard to tell
at such times which attracts the more
attention—the fair Lillian or the win
ning horse.
At Morris Park the other day she
was a “thing of beauty” to look upon;
still fair as a lily- with a complexion
that ahvays suggests peaches and
cream. She stood saucily on a chair
with her glasses levelled on her favor
ite horse and looked the incarnation of
good nature as her horse brought up
the rear. Her gown was of a stunning
check, the skirt cut in the latest fash
ion, while the open-fronted jacket
showed off to advantage a stiff bosom
shirt.
Near her stood Miss Isabel Irving,
another well-known actress and soci
ety woman and blonde beauty of the
ethereal type, in a frock of cafe-au
lait broadcloth, the smart coat and
skirt trimmed uniquely with black silk
braid. She wore a soft silk blouse of
brown spotted silk and had her field
glasses flung over her shoulder—alto
gether a swagger figure.
The costumes illustrated herewith
were designed by The National Cloak
Cos., of New York.
Status of Dojs.
The owner of a valuable Newfound
land dog in New Orleans sought dam
ages from a railroad company for kill
ing it. The case turned on the validity
of an act of the Louisiana Legislature,
recognizing- dogs as personal property
only when placed on the assessmeni
rolls. The Supreme Court sustains the
law and refuses damages, since the dog
was not assessed, incidentally denning
the law in regard to dogs iu general as
follows: “The very fact that they are
without protection of the criminal laws
shows that property in dogs is of an
imperfect or qualified nature, aud that
they stand, as it were, between ani
mals ferae naturae, in which, until
subdued, there is no property, and
domestic animals, in which the right of
property is complete. They are not
considered as being upon the same
plane with horses, cattle, sheep and
other domestic animals, but rather in
the category of cats, monkeys, parrots,
singing birds and similar annuals kept
for pleasure, curiosity or caprice. Un
like domestic animals, they are useful
neither as beasts of burden,'for draft,
nor for food.
HOUSEHOLD MATTERS.
Ink Stain, on "Woodwork.
Tnk spots on polished woodwork
can be removed by the use of caustic
soda or oxalic acid. When the stain
is on the surface of the polish it can
be taken out by the use of a little
water slightly impregnated with the
soda. When the stain lias entered
deeply into the wood diluted oxalic
acid will erase it better than anything
else. The wood will, in such a case,
require to he refinished, ns the polish
will be gone after this treatment. Any
woodwork that has been untouched by
shellac or varnish, no matter how
stained or dirty it may be, can be
made beautifully fresh and clean by
an application of oxalic acid dilution.
To Foot Stockings.
Taking the worn-out sock, fold it
on the seam, aud where the heel
merges into the leg begin to cut, aud
keeping half way between the two
edges, cut off the under part; then cut
open the lieal seam and spreading out
the part cut away from the stocking
make a pattern from which to cut out
anew bottom of cloth. Fold this to
gether in the middle and stitch to
gether the rounded edges for anew
heel; then, unfolding, stitch the new
bottom into the stocking, holding the
former towards you, as on account of
the room for seam or shrinkage, which,
of course, was allowed in cutting the
pattern, it wifi be larger than the
stocking. Woolen or cotten stockings
past wearing should not lie thrown
away, as often one pair is useful in
mending another.—St. Louis Star.
Use of Waxed Paper.
When the housekeeper becomes as
wise as she is progressive she will
learn that her bread aud cake ought to
be delivered to her done up in waxed
paper. Bread from bakeries and pub
lic places such as stores and distribu
ting stations, ought to be wrapped,
each loaf separately, in waxed paper.
; A few dealers are using this sort of
I wrapping, which is put around the
! loaves as soon as they are baked. A
; string is tied around the package, and
j the knot is sealed and stamped with
! the baker’s name aud the weight and
quality of the bread. In this way it
! is kept from contact with disease
i germs and is also moist and whole
' some. Au additional advantage is that
j the consumer receives the bread with
! confidence, kiiowing that it cannot
have collected injurious germs by in
discriminate handling.
A Creole Housewife’s Idea of Salads.
“Speaking of salads,” said a noted
old Creole housewife the other day,
“the salad for health is the green salad
with simple French dressing. Such a
salad ought to be on our tables every
day, at least once in the course of the
year round. To get a real French
dressing in the quickest and best way,
take six tablespoonfuls of oil, two
tablespoonfuls of vinegar, a half tea
spoonful of salt and a half of pepper.
But the full quantity of oil into the jar,
together with the vinegar, and agitate
violently. This saves any amount of
beating and produces an emulsion im
mediately green salad is used, with a
tablespoonful of parsley, cut very fine,
sprinkled over again. Salads of this
order are the most healthful in the
world as food. The family that eats
much oil never knows a headache, and
the medical qualities of lettuce, celery
and watercress are such as all nervous,
energetic people require as a sedative.
The Americans eat too much meat and
too little vegetables.'The Creoles hap
pily blend both. This accounts in
many instances for the longevity aud
good health of the race. As for the
pounger ones,” and madam shrugged
:ier shoulders in true Parisian fashion,
“They make too much American for
me. ” —New Orleans Picayune.
Frozen Puddings.
The season for hot puddings with
rich sauces having passed, frozen pud
dings will he found a delicious dessert
for the summer dinner table, They
differ from ice cream in being much
richer, and having custard as a foun
dation. The recipes here given will
enable housekeepers to serve their
tables with variety during the hot
months:
Iced Pudding—Make a quart of
rich egg custard, mix with it an ounce
of finely-cut citron, one-fourth of a
pound of chopped candied fruits, an
ounce of pisthchio nuts, blanched
and split, the juice of one orange and
lemon each with a pint of whipped
cream. Pack into a pudding mold,
fiury in salt and ice for three hours.
Frozen Chocolate Pudding—Boil
half a pint of milk and one-fourth of a
pound of fine chocolate together for
two or three minutes; add two table
spoonfuls of powdered sugar. Beat
three cupfuls of cream aud three table
spoonfuls of sugar until solid; when
the chocolate is very cold, mix in half
the cream andfreeze. Line a pudding
mold with the frozen cream. Flavor
the remaining cream with vanilla; fill
up the centre of the mold with it,
cover, and bury in salt aud ice for two
hours. When ready to serve, turn out
on a cold dish, and garnish with tiny
chocolate bonbons.
Frozen Cabinet Pudding—Cut a
dozen stale lady fingers into small
pieces. Pound four ounces of maca
roons and rub with the lady fingers
through a coarse sieve. Put a quart
of rich milk on to boil, beat the eggs
into a teacup of sugar, and stir into
the boiling milk, take from the fire,
mil stand aside to cool. Garnish the
bottom of a fancy pudding mold with
-andied cherries or strawberries; put
jver a layer of thinly-sliced stale
sponge cake, then a sprinkle of the
macaroons, then another layer of the
fruit and sponge cake. Pour the
custard over, cover the mold securely,
pack in salt and ice, aud freeze for
three hours. When ready to serve
turn the pudding out on a cold dish,
uul garnish with candied fruit.
Southern Frozen Pudding— Make a
quart of rich custard. - Put a pint of
water and a pound of sugar in a small
saucepan, and boil until a thick sirup;
take from the fire and mix in three
ounces of blanched and pounded
ilmonds, one ounce of chopped citron,
two ounces each of stoned raisins and
dried currants, with an ounce each of
candied orange and lemon peel. Let
cool, aud mix with the custard. Beat
•the whites of four eggs, add gradually
to the mixture, flavor with a teaspoon -
fnl of vanilla. Turn into a freezer and
freeze. —Houeewife.
CURIOUS FACTS.
Nearly every castle in England has
its underground passages.
A goose with two hearts was recently
killed by a resident of Bbydope, Eng
land.
With a single blow of his insignifi
cant tail an elephant can knock down
the strongest man.
The Congress of the United States
has met annually in Washington since
November 17, 1800.
The hall of the House of Bcpresen
tatives at Washington is the largest
legislative room iu the world.
It is estimated that the shingle mills
of Whatooin County, Wash., cut an
average of 2,000,000 shingles'per day.
The Bhode Island House passed an
act to punish trespassing on steam
railroads, except at regular crossings.
The popular belief that the sap of
trees goes down into the roots in
winter and rises again iu the spring is
false.
It has been observed that Indians
sneeze very seldom, while Chinese
sneeze ten times as much, even, as the
white race.
A pocket-book containing $40,000,
which was lost in St. Louis, was found
by a bell-boy iu a hotel and returned
to its owner.
Some Birmingham (England) trades
man has turned loose in the streets a
pair of herons with advertisements at
tached to them.
Success has attended the experiment
of some land owners at Orlando, Fla.,
who undertook to raise Kentucky blue
grass and timothy.
The National Museum, in the City of
Mexico, has received a curious Aztec
map, which shows the boundaries of
the canton of Chieontepec, in the State
of Vera Cruz.
Plate-glass shelves are being used in
French libraries and are said to give
complete satisfaction. The wear and
tear on the bindings of the books is
said to be very much less.
Au ancient quadrant bearing the
name of Bobert Kidd, the celebrated
pirate, is iu possession of a family at
Bocklaud, Me. It is more than 200
years old, and is mounted with ivory,
which has now turned dark brown
with age.
The river Yangtse, above Ichang,
China, has been closed to navigation,
not by a decree of the Emperor of the
flowery land, but by nature. A recent
laud slide lias created a dangerous
cataract. The debris has compressed
the channel to eight}' yards wide with
a fall of ten feet.
Natives of Gibraltar and tbe Moors
across the strait have a tradition that
there exists a cavern whence subter
ranean passage leads under tbe straits
to the mountains on the African side.
The existence of this passage, they
say, is known to the monkeys, who re
gularly use it iu passing from one con
tinent to the other.
Chain ot Human Bones.
Cyrus O. Thornton, a farmer living
a few miles out of Bolivar, has an odd
watch chain. It is made of humaß
hones. The chain consists of eight
links, each a trifle more than an inch
long, connected by plated rings. The
chain is about ten inches long, and has
been highly polished by years of weal
and glistens like ivory.
Thornton secured the chain at Peters
burg, Ya., in 1864. He was a mem
ber of Company E, Fiftieth New York
Engineers. A member of the Twenty
first New York Infantry made two
chains while confined in Libby Prison,
and on his release met Thornton and
sold him the chain for SSO in green
backs. Thornton has forgotten the
maker’s name. The bones were taken
from amputated arms and legs, and it
required eighteen months’ time to
carve out the ehains. For many years
after he came home from the -war
Thornton wore the chain every day,
but for several years be has worn it
only on Memorial Day and at Grand
Army reunions. Some of his neigh
bors once laughed at the idea of the
bones being taken from human bodies,
and he sent the chain to a surgeon,
who examined it and pronounced it to
be of human bones.—Fall River (Mass.)
News.
One Cent Due Mr. Cleveland.
There is a balance of one cent due
Grover Cleveland as President of the
United States on the records of the
Treasury Department awaiting his
signature for payment. When the
outgoing President was paid his last
month’s salary there was still a frac
tion due, and in the hurry and change
of Administration the matter was over
looked until too late to receive the
President’s signature.
If at the expiration of three years
the amount has not been drawn, it
will be returned U> the United States
Treasury and become legally dead, or
“covered in,” according to the term
used in such instances, and can never
be recovered, unless a special claim is
instituted against the Government and
the wear and tear of a special appro
priation gone through with, the same
as any other appropriation is passed.
Under no consideration can the amount
be paid from an appropriation or sur
plus already in existeuce.
A special warrant is required for the
payment of the salary of the Chief Ex
ecutive, while lesser officials and clerks
are paid by check on the Treasury that
can be cashed at any National bank.—
Washington dispatch to the Pittsburg
Dispatch.
Convict Salvation Kecrnits.
The latest plan of the Salvation Army
to gain recruits is to swear in convicts
converted in prisons. Five men in a
Sau Francisco prison, each of whom
has several years to serve, joined the
army the other day with a characteristic
ceremony. The exercises, which were
held, of course, in the jail, were at
tended by a thousand people. The new
“Soldiers of the Lord” were obliged to
answer all the questions of the ex
tremely severe “articles of war” and to
sign the customary documents. The
prisoners had first been required to
pass through the regular probationary
period.
A Bishop Startles Folks.
Bishop Talbot, of Rochester, Eng
land, has startled the borongh of
Southwark by walking through the
streets early one week day morning in
frill vestmeuts, with mitre and cope.
He had to open a church, and preferred
to walk to it from the house where he
had dressed rather than take a cab.