Xlr may be glorious to write
Thoughts that shall glad the two or three
High souls like thoso iar starts that come
Once in a century,
'But better iar it is to speak
One slmplo word, which now and then
Shall waken their free nature in the weak
And friendless *onsof men.
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who exercised a powerful influence
over me; but whether for good or evil
you shall hear presently.
It was in the fall of ’72, just when
on the eve of sailing, that an old gen
tleman stepped on hoard, and hurried
ly approached me. He was a tall,
epare man, with iron gray hair, and
had a slight stoop at the shoulders.
“Good day, captain,” said he. “I
only heard this morning that you
were sailing for England, and hastened
down to ascertain if you could find ac
commodation for myself and daughter
at so short notice.”
“Certainly,” I replied, in my
hearty way; “I shall only be too pleased
to take yon. As it happens there are
only three passengers hooked this trip,
and they are second-class, so you can
have the saloon pretty much to’your
He thanked me effusively, and dis
appeared into the saloon, I marveled
at his precipitancy, and wondered
where the daughter was to come from,
for she was not visible anywhere.
I gave instruction to the apprentices
to have their luggage conveyed on
board, and myself superintended the
stowing away of their trunks in the
two best appointed cabins of the ship.
While so engaged, I heard a lightfoot
fall behind me, and, turning around, I
beheld the fairest vision of loveliness
that ever brightened my saloon.
“My daughter—Captain Harnott,”
said Mr. Brandon, introducing us.
I w as so taken aback by her exceed
ing beauty that I awkwardly touched
my cap, and, with the wind clean out
of my sails, stammered:
“Glad to see you, miss.”
She placed her soft little white hand
into my big, sun-browned paw, and,
looking me squarely in the face out of
her laughing blue eyes, said:
“I’m sure we shall be good friends,
captain, during the voyage.”
She spoke with a charming colonial
accent, and from that moment I w’as
her most devoted, humble servant,
slave, anything you like. I went
head over ears in love with her at
sight. You may smile, but recollect
I was a comparatively young man
Leaving them to arrange their
cabins to their own satisfaction I
ascended the companion steps and
went on deck. It certainly occupied
them a considerable time, for neither
father nor daughter appeared on deck
until the ship was well outside the
"Heads” and the tug had returned to
That voyage I look back upon as the
happiest and saddest I ever made.
Miss Brandon was a splendid sailor.
In fair weather or foul she’d be on deck,
delighting me with the admiration she
expressed for my handsome three
masted clipper, and the childlike
naivete of her questions. I used to
pace the quarter-deck in the morning,
impatient for her first appearance. On
the dullest or dirtiest day it was like a
fay of sunshine suddenly bursting
forth from a lowering sky, to see her
emerge from the companion hatch,
looking as fresh as a daisy and a thou
sand times more lovely.
Of course it was only natural that
my mates should fall in love w r ith her
also, but she treated them with marked
indifference, if not absolute coldness.
Her smiles were all reserved for me,
and she lavished them upon me in no
There was a piano in the saloon,
and often in the long evenings she
would sing and play for my sole delec
tation, while I would sft on the settee
alongside and gaze rapturously into
her pretty face. The song I liked best
was “Tom Bowling,” and she infused
such an amount of pathos into her ex
pression that the tears would some
times trickle down my weather-beaten
cheeks as she sang. Ah! those were
happy days; it was heaven while it
I have scarcely mentioned her father
yet. The fact is, I was so engrossed
with his beautiful daughter that I
didn’t pay so much attention to him as
perhaps I ought. At the best he was
a saturnine, unsociable sort of person,
who seemed to prefer his own com
pany to other people’s. When not in
his own cabin, where he spent most of
his time, he was walking with his
bands clasped behind him, apparently
in deep thought, in the waist of the
One evening, when qbout nine
weeks out, I was sitting in the chart
house alone with my idol. The sec
ond mate was stepping the planks out
side, old Jobson was at the wheel
away behind us, and the watch on
the deck were lounging about for
ward. Some days previous to this I
had had the temerity to confess my
love to her, and asked her to be my
wife. She had made me inexpressibly
happy by promising, subject to my ob
taining father’s consent. This, after
some demur, he had granted, and that
night the future appeared very bright
We'had been sitting silent for some
time, too happy for words, gazing on
the setting sun as it disappeared into
a glowing mass of golden rimmed
clouds on the horizon, when to my in
linite amazement she suddenly burst
“Darling, what is the matter?” I
exclaimed in an agony of npprehen- ]
“Oh, Alfred, I have just heard such
6 dreadful story from my father, I
shall never be happy again. We can
sever be married now.”
“Never he married?” I ejaculated
“Because my father is a—a criminal.
Oh, I feel so miserable. I think I
shall throw myself overboard!”
“Alice, for heaven’s sake don’t talk
like that, or you’ll drive me mad.
What has he done?”
“Something dreadful. Oh, don’t
speak to me any more,” she sobbed
At that moment I was so mad that
I felt half inclined to go down and
tear the old scarecrow' out of his berth
by the cuff of the neck and demand
what he had done to cause my darling
such poignant grief. But I didn’t.
Instead I drew her to my side.
“Tell me all about it,” I said sooth
“Well, my father, as you are aware,
was an agent in one of the banks in
Arlington, Victoria, and it seems he
embezzled large sums of money be
longing to the bank to speculate with.
Of course, he meant to replace it before
the audit, when the deficit would have
been discovered. But he lost it, and
that is why he fled the country.”
“Is that all?” said I, with a sigh of
relief. “It’s bad enough, certainly,
but I fail to see that in itself it forms
a sufficient barrier to our union.”
“But that is not the worst. My
father is convinced that the police may
have traced him to Melbourne and to
this ship. He declares he will be ar
rested on landing. ”
“Nothing more likely,” I thought.
But I remarked casually, “Has he any
plan to suggest?”
“Yes, oh, yes, if you will only assist
him. But it seems too terrible to con
template. He says it is his only
chance to escape.”
“What is it, then?”
“That he should die and be buried
at sea!” she responded, with a per
“I don’t understand.”
“He proposes to feign death. Then,
after he has been sewed up for burial,
we must find the means to liberate
him aud substitute something else.”
The daring audacity of the proposal
fairly took my breath away. If dis
covered, the consequences to me in
aiding and abetting a felon to escape
would be disastrous. I resolved to
have nothing to do with such a crim
inal proceeding, but a look of entreaty
from those tearful eyes made me falter
in my resolution.
“For my sake,” she murmured,
pleadingly, placing her fair, white hand
on my arm.
Her touch thrilled me. I hesitated
no longer, hut gave an unwilling con
sent. Ah, what folly will not a man
commit when in love!
Next day it was reported that Bran
don was seriously indisposed. I took
out the medicine chest as in duty
bound, and ordered the cabin steward
to attend him. Three days later Mr.
Brandon was reported dead.
When I was informed of this I en
tered his cabin. He was lying in the
under berth, pale and motionless as
death. I felt the body; it was cold and
rigid. If this w ere not death, he sim
ulated it to perfection. I sent for the
sailmaker, who sewed the body up in
my presence. When the task was
completed I dismissed him, and, se
curing the cabing door inside with a
sharp knife ripped open the stitches.
My hand shook painfully. What if he
were really dead?
I confess to experiencing a singular
feeling of relief when the man opened
his eyes, and the resuscitated Bran
don sat up. I administered some
brandy, which helped to revive him.
He quickly and noiselessly dressed
himself. Then he produced from a
trunk a dummy figure which he had
previously prepared aud weighted,
and inclosed it in the shroud. This
he sewed up with his own hands. Not
a word was spoken by either of us.
When all was completed I stepped out
to reconnoitre. Seeingthe coast clear,
I signalled him, and he crept swiftly
across the passage into his daughter’s
cabin, where he concealed himself.
In the first dog watch of the same
afternoon, the bell commenced to toll
its solemn knell for the funeral of An
thony Brandon. Officers and men and
passengers stood round me with heads
uncovered as I read from the Book of
Common Prayer the beautiful and im
pressive burial service. God forgive
me, it was an awful mockery, i don’t
know' how I got through with it. Af
terward I heard it commented that I
was much affected during the service.
Heaven knows I was, but ’twas with
guilt aid fear.
After the funeral Brandon returned
to his own cabin, which was kept con
stantly locked, and the key of which
I retained in my own possession.
With my connivance Alice smuggled
food to him from day to day.
About two weeks afterward, while
proceeding up the channel under all
sail, w'e were hailed by a tug. Antici;
patiug danger, I slipped down the
companionway, and conveyed Brandon
to my own cabin for concealment.
When I got on deck again, I was just
in time to see a stout, well-groomed
party clambering over the vessel’s
side. Without any preliminaries he
“Got a passenger by the name of
Brandon on board.”
“I had, stranger, I had.”
He gazed at me inquiringly.
“Come below, sir,” I said.
As we descended, he explained that
he was a detective in pursuit of Bran
don, who had absconded from Australia
with a considerable sum of money and
valuable negotiable securities. When
he had produced his warrant, I ordered
the mate to fetch the log-book. Un
der date the 15th of January, he read
“Buried at sea in lat. 3-5 degrees 49
minutes N., longitude 33 degrees 16
minutes W., Anthony Brandon, cabin
passenger. Cause of death unknown.”
He muttered something under his
breath which was quite unintelligible
to me. Then he demanded to see
Brandon’s effects. I led the way into
his cabin. He ransacked every trunk
and portmanteau, but not a vestige of
paper or anything of value did he dis
cover. The expression on his face
when he left the ship some hours later
was not particularly pleasant.
When he arrived in the dock at
London I smuggled Mr. Brandon
ashore in one of his daughter’s trunks,
after they had been searched by the
customs’ officer. No one in the ship
ever expected the truth. Their secret
remained alone with me.
It was arranged that Alioe and I
should be married quietly before set
ting out on my next voyage, and our
honeymoon was to be spent on the
bosom of the deep. When we parted
that night she promised to communi
cate with me when her father had se
cured some quiet retreat in the coun
try. She kept her promise. Here is
the letter. I have preserved it all
these years. It has neither super
scription nor signature:
“Dear old Captain—Many, many
thanks for all your kindnesses. My
husband and I—for Mr. Brandon is
my husband, though it was not known
in Arlington—will never forget them.
Pray forgive the deceit we found it ex
pedient to practice on you in order to
carry out our plans. We are in fairly
uflluent circumstances, for my husband
did not lose the money in speculation,
as I thought it necessary to toll you.
Dear Captain, I know I can rely upon
you, for your own sake, not to inform
the authorities about my husband. As
he died at sea, we expect to live se
curely, unmolested by the bank of
ficials or the police. Good-by for
And that was the end of my ro
mance. No, I never heard anythin 1
more about them. Whether they live I
to enjoy their ill-gotten gains or
whether they didn’t, I cannot tell.
But this I do know, she "was the first
woman that ever fooled me, and, by
heaven, she was the last. I never gave
another the chance. —Tit-Bits.
Common Soap in House Moving.
The lubricant generally used by
house movers is common soap,. It
contains the best kind of grease for
the purpose. The wooden tracks are
thoroughly rubbed with it, and, as it
squeezes its way into the girders, rest
ing on the tracks, and does not easily
evaporate it makes a very slippery
path. In moving frame houses a single
horse is used to pull it along, not as he
would pull a wagon exactly, but by
means of a windlass. As has been
pointed out, the girders which support
the house are not even chained to
gether; the weight of the building
holds them sufficiently rigid. To one
of them a pulley with several sheaves
is attached. Another pulley is attached
to the track fifty feet or more ahead of
the house, and through these a rope
extends to a windlass. The horse sim
ply winds up the rope, and the house
being on runners, become for a time a
floating or wandering palace.
One house was actually floated to a
new destination. It originally rested
opposite Holland’s station, Jamaica
Bay, Long Island. It w'as raised from
its foundations and floated a mile
down the shore, and now rests on pil
ing in front of Hammell’s station. One
house mover in upper New York State
attempted to move a house across a
lake, but with disastrous results, The
lake was frozen over, and the design
was to take advantage of the ice,which
was thought to be suflicently strong to
bear the structure in course of transit.
All went well until the middle of the
lake was reached. Then night came
on, and a rest was taken until morn
ing. *1 (At daylight, however, the house
was found to be resting at the bottom
of the lake. The lake was not very
deep, so that the greater part of the
house was still above the surface. But
a thaw took place during the day, and
the house, careening to one side,began
to float in earnest. It w'as afterwards
floated to the destination at first de
signed for it, but anew house might
have been bijilt at less expense.—At
A Hard-Worked Emperor.
The Emperor of China is one of
the hardest-worked men in the world,
and, according to a curious custom
that I have never heard explained, he
turns day into night. Some of the
most important events in his daily
programme takes place after midnight,
and he frequently receives visitors by
appointment at three or four o’clock in
the morning. When Li Hung Chang
returned to Pekin from his tour around
the world the Emperor received him
and heard his reports between four
and five a. m. He has often received
ambassadors at similar hours. The
Emperor’s work day begins at one p.
m. He first sees the members of the
Privy Council, then he devotes an
hour or two to the consideration of
their reports and recommendations,
and then he receives the members of
the official boards, Viceroys, Governors
and other officials who have come to
Pekin to be present or to pay tribute
or receive instructions. He sits upon
a throne upon a raised platform. They
kneel before him with their foreheads
touching the floor until he commands
them to lift their eyes. They are kept
in this posture so long that the old
men always pad their knees with
cushions. The Emperor dines about
sunset and has the third meal of the
day at midnight. Sometimes he re
tires as early as one or two o’clock a.
in., but he is often at work until day
The Farmer’s Wife Acted as Surgeon.
About six months ago gangrene de
veloped in one of General Spotts’s
feet. Mr. Spotts is a farmer about
eighty years old, living at Rochester,
Ind., and when his physicians in
formed him of the nature of the dis
ease he asked them to amputate the
member. After consultation they re
fused to do so, giving as a reason that
in his enfeebled condition he could not
endure the shock.
Thinking it was the only hope of
prolonging his life, after the doctors
left his wife sharpened a common
butcher knife on a grindstone and suc
cessfully performed the work of ampu
tation herself. First cutting through
the flesh she then unjointed the foot
at the ankle and removed it. The pa
tient is reported improving.—New
Inearthing Lost City.
The Ivalaa of the Beni Hamad,which
in the eleventh century was a town of
80,000 inhabitants, the capital of the
Barbary States, Morocco, Algiers and
Tunis, and had long completely disap
peared, has been rediscovered by M.
Blanchet, a French archceologist.
Among the buildings brought to light
are a mosque sixty-five by fifty-five
metors in area, covered with green
enamel and containing pink marble
columns, a palace, a public fountain
and tower, which even in its present
condition is marly fifty feet high.
These buildings date from 1007 and are
the oldest Moslem monuments in Al
Killing gQtiaslt Insects.
Dissolve one-fourth pound of salt
peter in water. Make a small ditch
about the hills of cucumbers, squashes
or pumpkins while the vines are small
and pour in this solution of saltpeter.
It will keep off striped squash hugs
and kill the squash or flatiron hug
which eats the vines.
Mnking Horses Eat Slowly."
Many horses, especially if fed grain,
eat it much too fast to get the most
good from it. A good way to compel
slow eating is to mix with the grain a
few clean pebbles, that will oblige the
horse to gather his food slowly. A
still better way is to grind the grain
and mix the meal with three times its
bulk of cut liay, or twice its bulk of
When any plant iu the flower garden
begins to produce seeds freely it
usually inclines to stop flowering.
Plants such as roses, which we desire
to have flower as long as possible,
should therefore not be permitted to
fruit. All faded roses should be at
once cut away. Even those which are
known as everbloomers are benefited
by this practice. Indeed, the reason
that these roses have this lengthened
period of flowering is that they show
a natural indisposition to make growth,
Roses flower only at the end of a
young branch; when the faded fiow'ers
are cut away the buds in the leaf axils
push into growth, and it is from this
second starting of young branches
that the flowers come. —Meliau’s
Maintaining the Dairy.
A writer in the Dakota Farmer gives
1. Select the best cows in your herd,
or that yon can buy, to keep, aud dis
pose of the others.
2. The best cow for the dairy is the
one that produces the greatest amount
of butter fat in a year (for food con
sumed) when being rightly fed.
3. To renew or increase your herd
raise the heifer calves from your best
4. Test your cows by weighing the
milk of each cow for a year and test
ing it occasionally with the Babcock
milk tester, and know how much but
ter fat each one does produce.
5. Use the best dairy-bred sire you
can get; one, if possible, that lias a
line of ancestors that have been first
6. Keep a record of the time when
the cows were bred and have no guess
work about the time of calving.
7. It is neither profitable nor neces
sary for a cow to go dry more than
four to six weeks.
8. The udder should receive prompt
attention. An-obstacle may removed
from the teat the first hour that might
baffle science later.
9. After separating the calf from its
mother, feed the natural milk as soon
as drawn for a week or ten days.
A Homemade Clod Crusher.
The clod crusher shown in the cut
• is useful both for crushing lumpy soil
and for rolling and smoothing the land
at the same time. Three logs, as even
USEFUL CLOD CKUSHEB.
in size and as round aud true as possi
ble, are fastened inside a framework
by round spikes driven through the
sidepieces into the logs so that the lat
ter can turn freely. Where the large,
carefully-made laud roller is not at
hand, this quickly-made substitute
will serve a very good purpose. It
can be weighted if necessary.—Ameri
Spontaneous Combustion of llay.
Whether or not hay ignites spon
taneously has never been determined.
Usually the fire has originated where
considerable quantities of clover hay
have been stored. In nearly every
case the stacks or buildings were en
tirely consumed, so it was impossible
to determine the origin of the file. At
the Pennsylvania experiment station
barns in 1895, fire was seen drop
ping from the ceiling of the cow stable.
Investigation proved that the fire
was confined to a mow of hay 18x23
and about 23 feet high. The drafts were
stopped and the top of the mow kept cov
ered with wet blankets. Openings were
made in the sides of the barn and all
the hay, about 30 tons, was pitched
out While removing this the entire
centre of the mow was smoldering and
ready to burst into flames when ex
posed to the air. Fortunately a hy
drant was near at hand and the top
w'as kept constantly saturated and the
barn thus saved. All the centre of
the mow was thoroughly packed, hot
and smoking. The high temperature
of the hay made it decidedly uncom
fortable for those who were removing
the smoldering fodder.
The holes burned through the mow
floor were over near the middle of the
stable and not near the walls. It is
evident that the fire could not have
been either accidental or iucendiary.
The hay was second growth clover and
timothy, mostly clover, and when har
vested was thought to be in unusually
fine condition. The fact that it was
very compact gave color to the theory
that the combustion was spontaneous.
Examinations of the hay, after being
thrown out of the barn, showed that
a large proportion of it was so thor
oughly charred that it would crumble
when handled. Some of it had not
been subjected to so great a heat and
was only brown in color, but was wholly
uufit for stock.
For several days previous to the fire,
a peculiar odor had been noticed
about the barn, and examination
seemed to indicate that the rowen was
heating, but there was no indication
of fire. This odor soon became so
strong that it was compared by some
to that of burning grain. While posi
tive proof as to the origin of this fire
may be lacking, the circumstances are
such that it is safe to consider it spon
taneous.—Orange .Tudd Farmer.
To Control Chicken-Eating Hogs.
A chicken catcher in a herd of hogs
is a most exasperating and expensive.
One such will soon transform a whole
herd into ravenous chicken eaters.
BLIND FOB HOGS.
Being troubled in this way I tried the
following: A leather blind wide
enough to cover both eyes and long
enough to come down well over the
face was cut from an old boot leg.
The chicken thief was then caught,
aud pulling the ears forward, the top
corners of the blind were fastened to
them by means of pinchers and rings,
such‘as are put in the snouts of pigs
to prevent rooting. This blind will
not prevent the hog from seeing his
legitimate food, but does prevent him
seeing chickens unless they are under
his very nose, and then, if he attempts
pursuit, the chances are that he brings
his nose iu violent contact W’ith the
fence or some other obstruction. A
few such lessons and he concludes that
he is no longer partial to chicken. A
month of “leather specs”’cured our
most ravenous thief, and by blinding
only the ring leaders the w'hole herd
was soon as docile as well behaved
porkers should be.—New England
Hens that do not have water regular
ly' will suffer and not produce well.
If a hen nets you a dollar a year,
that is enough to expect as a steady
It is a mistake to suppose the incu
bator is an automatic machine that will
It is not best to have too many nests.
A dozen hens can get along well w ith
four or five.
When you do not want them to
breed do not let the hens and roosters
The laying of unusually large eggs
is a proof that the hens are in an over
Feed the cockerels for flesh, bone
aud muscle. Feed the pullets for your
next winter’s layers.
The nest egg, if not china, should
be marked so that it will not get into
a lot sent to market.
The Plymouth Bock attains maturity
earlier than the Wyandotte, but the
latter is a more persistent layer.
It must be a poor soil indeed in
which the scratching biddies will not
find some reward for their labor.
Those who think thirteen an un
lucky number can get the hens to
spread over fifteen eggs for a sitting.
If the hens are slow to wean the
chicks take them away, as they crowd
the young ones at night when confined
in a box.
As soon as the cockerels begin to
crow separate them from the pullets.
They will thrive better, and besides,
they require different feed.
If the young chicks are confined in
barren yards give them plenty of cab
bage, lettuce or grass from the lawn.
They will relish it for a change.
Don’t let the chicks roost with the
old fowls until at least three months
old. Their breastbones are tender and
will become crooked if permitted to sit
on the roost.
If young broods are cooped for the
first month it gives the chick two
chances to reach maturity where it
would have but one if running about
while young and tender.
Sunshine is the best medicine for
poultry as well as men. If the house
is dark and gloomy, the fowls will stay
out of it even in the worst weather.
Nothing likes sunshine more than
Cholera among chickens is a disease
which is a result of the poor conditions
which surround them. With good food,
fresh, pure water, daily clean quarters
and a good range, it seldom gets a
Lice sap the blood from the chi ckens,
and cause restlessness of nights; and
on mornings fowls come from the
roosts feverish and thirsty. They
drink too much, and sit around and
soon get indigeston. They take cold
easily when their systems are so im
paired, and the cold, if let alone, runs
Writ in" on Glass.
The easiest way to write or paint on
glass, says the Philadelphia Record, is
to take a solution of fish glue and dis
tribute it with a soft brush over the
surface of the glass. Of course the
solution must be carefully filtered, and
when it is applied to the glass pane the
glass must be held over a stove or lamp
in a slanting direction to allow the sur
plus solution to flow off and to dry
thoroughly without streaking. When
the pane has been prepared in this way
it is ready to write or paint upon.
Even writing of microscopic minute
ness can he applied to the prepared
glass surface without the danger of the
ink running. On this surface water
colors, India ink and any kind of pig
ment may be employed.
WORDS OF WISDOM.
Who sings in grief procures relief.
He loves thee well who makes thee
That which is lightly gained is little
A woman that marries for a homo
pays big rent.
Some of our happiest moments are
spent in air castles.
You eau very often count your
friends by your dollars.
Only those cau sing in the dark who
have a light in the heart.
A man’s idea of a perfect woman is
one who thinks he is perfect.
There is no jewel in the world so
valuable as a chaste and virtuous
Even in traveling in a thorny path
it may not be necessary to step on all
He who seeks after what is impossi
ble, ought in justice to be denied what
Marrying a man to reform him is
equal to putting your fingers into a
fire to put it out.
When tw’o souls have but a single
thought, they should stop spooning
and get married.
A man’s cynicism is bounded on the
north by his vanity and on the south
by his digestion.
When you say “I don’t care,” try to
see that your tone of voice doesn’t in
dicate that you do.
It is always a mystery to a W'oman
why her husband doesn’t seem to pity
old bachelors more.
Life is like a nutmeg grater. You
have to rub up against the rough side
of it to accomplish anything.
Every woman has an idea that she
can judge a man by looking straight
in his eyes—hut can she?—The South-
Perils of Orcliid Hunting;.
English florists and flower lovers are
in a great state of mind over an orchid
recently exhibited by Sander, the St.
Albans grower. Its scientific name is
the Cattleya Reineckiana, which to
the initiative mind, says the New York
Times, is not very promising, but the
flower itself is described as a vision of
beauty and delight. The wings of its
seagull-like blossom are white as snow,
while the body portion is of gold and
vermilion, eight inches across. It is
the largest and most beautiful Cattleya
ever known to the civilized world, and
it would take 1000 guineas to buy it.
Arnold, the famous orchid collector,
sent it to England just before he lost
his life while hunting for further sim
ilar treasures. Arnold was the man
who, while traveling in Venezuela,
made the acquaintance of a young
fellow who appeared to be roving for
pleasure. Arnold traveled with him
for some distance, but a few chance
words in a wayside inn made Arnold
aware that the supposed pleasure seek
er w r as really another orchid collector
bent on the same errand as himself,
aud using every means to supplant him.
At once Arnold drew his revolver, and
there and then gave his acquaintance
the option of either fighting a duel
with him or retiring from the field.
The latter course was chosen. Ar
nold’s death soon afterward, under cir
cumstances which have never yet been
cleared up, is by no means a solitary
example of the perils of orchid hunt
ing, and though iu the more civilized
districts the work is comparatively
easy, there are still countries in which
an orchid seeker may be said to carry
his life in his hands.
The Age of Trees.
It is a widespread idea that the
rings of the section of a tree give data
as to its age, the concentric rings be
ing of the same number as the years
that have passed. It is known, how
ever, that the data thus furnished are
only approximately exact. Can any
other information be obtained from
them? An English botanist has re
cently caused some surprise by calling
attention to a peculiarity of a tree of
which a section exists in the British
Museum. This section is that of a
Douglas fir which was felled in 1885,
and was more than five hundred years
old. An examination of the specimen
shows that a part of the annual rings,
corresponding to the end of the first
century of the tree’s existence, pre
sents an abnormal appearance. Twenty
of these rings are very close together
and form a zone of special aspect, and
widely separated from the external
and internal zones. It is evident that
these layers have formed during
twenty years under defective condi
tions, or at least abnormal ones. What
are these conditions? The gentleman
above mentioned is inclined to seek
them in numerous cataclysms—earth
quakes, inundations, droughts, etc.,
with pernicious vapors coming from
thousands of abysses, and such as pre
ceded the great epidemic known in the
fourteenth century as the black plague,
which was attributed to such cata
Remarkable Glacier Eruption.
A remarkable glacier eruption oc
curred during the early part of the
present year in the south of Iceland.
A postman was crossing the sands of
Sakeitara when he heard sounds pro
ceeding from a glacier two miles in
front of him and saw large masses of
ices being hurled up into the air from
the glacier. This was followed by a
flood, which began descending to the
sands below'. He promptly fled, aud
when he returned, about a week later,
he saw' a belt of ice waves extending
from the glacier to the sea, a distance
of at least twenty-five miles. The
average breadth of this belt was about
four miles. The height varied from
seventy to ninety feet. On the other
side of the ice field were newly formed
torrents which sprang from the
glaciers. No one u r as injured by the
glacier eruption, which, it is thought,
may have some connection with the
severe earthquakes of last summer.
President's Mansion Not Whitewashed.
Colonel T. A. Bingham, Superinten
dent of Public Buildings and Grounds
at Washington, in answer to an Agri
culturist subscriber’s inquiry as to
how the whitewash was made that was
used on the White House years ago,
says that not within the recollection of
the office has the exterior of the Execu
tive Mansion been whitewashed.
White lead and linseed oil is used
when painting the mansion,—Ameri
OUR BUDGET OF HUMOR.
LAUCHTER-PROVOKINC STORIES FOR
LOVERS OF FUN.
The Difference—The Deed of Deeds—Notle
ing Better—The Reason—Distinction—
Bren kin# It to Him—Can’t He I)on®-
She Stooped to Conquer, Etc., Etc*
The Senior finds a most surprising change.
When fort!* world ho leaves his college
In college ho had always too much work,
Hut now he sees he can’t find work at all*
“Tell me, doctor, wliat do you con
sider an ideal case?”
“A healthy man with an incurable
Break in# It to Him.
Husband—“Do you need anything
for the house?”
Wife—“ The cook says there is not
enough china to last the week out.”—
“I’m w'riting to Belle.”
“Because you have something spe
cial to say?”
“No; because I have nothing spe
cial to do. ” —Puck.
“I wish to see some collars.”
Yes, ma’am. Ah—ladies’ or gen
“Gentlemen’s, sir. For ladies’
Sauce For Geese and Ganders.
"Won’t it be delightful when we all
have flying machines!”
“I don’t know' about that; of course
our creditors will have them, too.”—
He Stooped to Conquer.
Mrs. Fussanfeatlier—“l understand,
that Mr. Tallman kissed you on the
stoop last night.”
Miss Fussanfeatlier—“Why, yes,
mamma; he’s so tall, he had to.”-
Can’t Ise Done.
Archie—“l alw'ays think evening
dress must be so trying to a lady of
Archie—“ Because she can’t laugh in
Excited Wife—“Oh, Professor, the
cook has fallen and broken her collar
Professor—“ Discharge her at once!
You told her what to expect if she
broke anything more.”—Detroit Free
Lost in the Shuffle.
“How are your geological studies
progressing, Miss Climely?’
“Very nicely, indeed. I found a
lovely piece of rock quartz to-day up
on the hill back of the hotel. But,
unfortunately, I laid it upon my soap
dish when I went up to dress, and now
I can’t tell which is the soap.”—Life.
A Learned Opinion,
Son —“Pa, what is a whisky
Father (w'ho knows whereof) —“fic
—well, my boy, a large swelled head;
an errouous impression of great and
sudden wealth; a disposition to fight,a
man twice your size; an aptness for
making the world appear lop-sidsd
and to be revolving rapidly; any ono
of them may be properly called a
whisky’s trait.—Harlem Life.
Got Her Money’s Worth.
Some time ago our local operator
took a telegram which read:
“Miss Maude, will you be mine?”
It was delivered to the proper party,
and soon she came tripping into the
office to wire her reply. It read:
“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.
Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.”
Ten words, you see, and she paid
her quarter, and then tripped out of
the room with the sweetest kind of a.
“Coming home from the American
Mothers’ meeting I saw such a lovely
child playing in the street in front of
our house. Such a dear little boy! I
quite wanted to kiss him. I wonder
whose child he is.”
“Did he have yellow hair?” asked
“Aud blue eyes?”
“Beautiful blue eyes.”
“And an old shirt waist?”
“Oh, a horrid shirtwaist!”
“Then I know whose child he is.”
Ilut He Wasn't.
One rainy day the late Stubby
Childs was ou his way to the corner at
which he and his friend always met,
w'hen he encountered a young student
whose face he recognized dimly, hav
ing seen it every day for some weeks
in his morning class.
“Have you seen my friend?” he
“Yes sir,” replied the student,
pausing respectfully in the midst of a.
mud-puddle to remove his cap; “he is
at the corner wmitingfor you.”
“Good,” replied the professor,
looking over his spectacles. “I thank
you; you may be seated!”—Harvard
Revolving Observation Tuwer.
A revolving observation tower has
been erected at Great Yarmouth, Eng
land, in honor of the Queen’s Jubilee.
The design comprises a strong hexa
gonal steel tower 150 feet high by four
teen feet in diameter, surrounde l by
a circular structure or elevator. This
elevator is raised and lowered by four
strong cables, each of which is capable
of performing the work alone. On
this elevator is a circular platform
fitted with rollers. While the eleva
tor ascends and descends the tower the
platform revolves around it, thus af
fording an uninterrupted and unsur
passed view of the surrounding coun
Slave Mart in Finland.
A regular slave mart still exists in
many country districts of Finland.
Once a year such paupers, lunatics
aud aged people of each parish as can
not support themselves are put up at
public auction and consigned to those
families or farmers who will board
them at the lowest price offered by the