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MALAY’S DEADLY WORK. WITH CREESE IN HAND HE RUNS AMUCK ON BOARD A SHIP. Five Mon Killed and Two Hudly Hurt In Ten Minutes Slashing Right and Left With His Terrible Weapon, Ho Takes Possession of the Vessel. “In four voyages to tlie East Indies, two of them to Malay ports, I have seen but one instance of that native performance called running amuck. ■ Fortunately I saw it from a position of perfect safety, but the sight was enough to make me steer clear of all Malays afterward, and any vessel that haß them on board,” said Erdix Deer ing, who as boy and man sailed many seas in deep-water ships. “It was in 1865, when I was a boy on my first voyage on the ship Harry Warren, which sailed from Boston to India with a cargo of ice. We were lying at anchor in the roads off Madras, un loading our middle-deck cargo into lighters, and a hundred vessels of all nations were anchored about us, dis charging or taking on board their car goes. The ship nearest, us, about two cable lengths away, the British ship Maliratta, whioh iind come from Singapore in ballast with a crew of Malay Lascars. It was one day at noon that, as our crew lay round un der the awning in the forecastle wait ing for orders to turn to, one of the sailors sitting on the capstan sung out: “ ‘Hi, mates! Just look over to the lime-juicer! They’re having some kind of a rumpus there! See ’em go ing! I believe it’s one of those Malays running amuck!” “We all jumped to our feet and looked at the Mahratta, and some of us ran up into the rigging to get n better view. From the topsail yard I could see all that was going on on the deck of the British ship. Amidships a Lascar, naked to the waist, was slashing and stabbing at a European officer who had tried to grapple with him, whilo everybody elso in sight on the ship was running fore or aft or taking to the rigging. On the quarter deck the Captain was hurrying two ladies down the companionway into the cabin, supporting in his arms one of them who had fainted. As the of ficer fell lifeless to the deck, the Malay bounded past him following three sailors who had run aft, along the port gangway, upon the poop. As he ran he swung before him a long, slender knife, its crooked blade curv ing in and out like the writhings of a snake. He overtook the rearmost man on the poop and cut and stabbed him, as he had done with the officer, until the man fell. Meantime the second man leaped overboard, pre ferring to take his chances with the sharks and water serpents to remain ing on board, and the third man ran across the quarter deck and up into the mizzen rigging like a cat. The man in the water swam for our ship, and some natives in a lighter picked him up ahead of the sharks. “The Malay left the man he had killed and looked around ns if for fresh victims, but he himself was the only living person in view on the decks. He ran fore and aft, searching, but found no one, and he tried the cabin door, but it was closed fast. Then he went to the nizzen rigging and started up the ratlines after the man who had taken refuge there. When the Malay had got as far up as the mizzen top the man he was after took to the top gallant fore-and-aft stay and began to go down it, hand over hand, toward the mainmast. The Malay kept on up to the topgallant cross-trees, and be gan to follow the man down the stay. “There was something frightful in the relentlessness of his pursuit. He had got about ten feet down the stay when the Captain appeared on the poop with a revolver and began firing at him. One, two, three shots he fired and the Malay kept on down the stay. He was two thirds of , the way to the foot when, at the fourth shot, the arm that held the creese fell helpless by his side, though his hand still clutched the weapon. He clung to the stay by one hand and his feet and kept on down it almost as fast as before. A fifth and sixth shot, and at the last the Malay stopped still, then fell like a lump of putty to the deck, full forty feet below. Whether he was dead when he struck the deck I do not know, but the mate, who must have been watching from his room, ran out from the cabin to where the Malay was with a handspike and made sure work of the fellow before he could rise. Then the Lascars came running from the forecastle and down the rigging, and with capstan bars, belaying pins, and knives struck and thrust at the dead Malay until if he had had a dozen lives in Lim they would have been hammered out of his body before the officers could restrain the excited sailors. “Our Captain got the full story of the affair from the Captain of tho Mahratta the next day. The Malay had been brooding and sullen for days before, though no one knew what his grievance was. On’tliis day as the men were piped to dinner he had gone into the forecastle, got the oreese from some place where he had it concealed, and had furiously attacked his mates without a word. They ra.ised the cry ‘Amuck! Amuck!’ and scattered, but not until three of them had been killed or mortally wounded, and two more of them seriously cut by the creese. Running forward, he had en countered the second mate, and the rest of the affair I saw. Fi"v men dead and two badly hurt by the Malay, and himself killed at the end, was the record of ten minutes’ business in run ning amuck. Malays in mine aftor this? No, thank you.”—New York Sun. Remains of Jtilien Dubuque. AVorkmen engaged in digging the foundation for the monument to be erected to the memory of J alien Dubuque have come across his bones and nlso the bones of two Indian chiefs, buried with him. The remains are distinguished by the difference in the formation of their skulls. All the skeletons are well preserved. Du buque came here in 1788 and died in 1810. —Dubuque (Iowa) Dispatch to St. Louis Globe-Democrat. Illiterate Turkish Women. Out of tho large number of women in Constantinople—the population is nearly one million—not more than five thousand can read or write. tIFE IN SKAGWAY. Lively Scenes in tlio Town Nearest (111 Klondike Hold Fields. There is no shady sido to life at Skagway; everything goes on in broad daylight or candle light. After sup per every tent is lighted up, and the streets are crowded with muddy men in from the trail. The “Pack Train” is filled with people, among whom I recognize several of my friends, who are draw hither, like myself, by the spectacle. The tent of this, the big gest saloon in town, is thirty by fifty feet. Entering through a single door in front, on the right hand is a rough board bar some ten or twelve feet long, long, with some shelves against the rear wall, on which are a few glasses and bottles. The bartender, who is evidently_new to his business, apolo gizes for the whisky, whioh is very poor and two-thirds water, and sells for twenty-five cents. Cigars of a two-for-five or five-ceht sort that strain one’s suction powers to the limit are sold for fifteen to twenty-five oents each. They keep beer also, on tap. After the lecture we received on the steamer from the United States cus toms offloer, we are at a loss to under stand how whisky can he sold openly under the very eyes of the officers. But that is a story by itself. Along each side of the tent are three-card monte, rouge et noir, and other lay outs, but not a faro lay-out in the place, nor in the town. The gamblers are doing big business. A big strapping fellow in a yellow Mackinaw jacket trying his luok at craps is pointed out as having just come in over the trail from Klondike. Whether he had any dust with him I cannot learn, but he was in fine health and spirits. Every man whom I have yet seen from Klondike has had a splendid complexion, and seems strong and robust. This fellow has a voice like a lion’s, deep and resonant. Surely the Yukon cannot be so terri ble if it does this to men, or else its tale of death is that of the weak and sickly. As they used to say of the Kanakas, they were all strong and healthy because they were thrown in to the "water by their mothers almost the day they were born —consequently none but the strong survived. Across the street the sound of a piano and the moving figures of men and women through the windows re mind one that there is a dance to night, as on every night. This piano is the only one in town, and its ar rival is said to have been an event. The four women in the place are not even of the painted set; even paint might have covered up some of the marks of dissipation. Clumsy boots beat time on a dirty floor, but not with much enthusiasm. Harper’s Weekly. A Phonograph For the Sick Man. Mr. Simons, who lately passed through a period of critical illness, is now convalescent, although still un able to leave the hospital. While he was fretting over a lack pf entertainment a friend thought of the phonograph. Mr. Simons was moved into a private room at the hospital and a phonograph with a megaphone at tachment was put to work for his benefit. He would lie there for hours at a time and listen to brass bands, comio orators and vaudeville singers, and, although he would have preferred a real performance in a theater, he en joyed the entertainment very much. One of Simon’s friends gave a din ner party and he received an invita tion, although it was known, of course, that he could not attend. But the convalescent was not to be robbed of all the fun. He sent a phonograph to the dinner party and had the stories, the laughter and the music recorded on the cylinder and he got them all second-hand next day. Then he had a phonograph sent to his office, and it took the street noises and the of his employes, and when he heard these he was homesick for the roar of wheels on the granite blocks.—Chicago Re cord. Tli Boy in the Bundle. An lowa boy recently passed through an experience which he will not forget if he lives to the 100 years old. He is only five years old, and one day when his father went to the wheat field to drive the harvester he took him along and perched him on the high seat at his side. For a time all this was very inter esting, but presently the little fellow grew tired and began to squirm and complain. And then, just as his father was leaning over to look more closely at some of the machinery, off tumbled the little fellow to the con veyor. He shrieked just once and his father tried vainly to stop the horse*. But before be could even slacken the speed the boy had been driven up through the elevator canvas with half a bundle of wheat, the binding twine had twisted swiftly around his neck and legs and he was rolled out on the wide carrier securely bound in a wheat bundle. He was almost choked and there was a tiny bit of skin torn from his shoulder, but otherwise he was un hurt when his father cut the string and helped him up again. But a worse frightened boy would have been hard to find.—Chicago Record. A Peculiar Verdict. “A wooden leg” was the peculiar verdict recently returned by a jury in Portland, Oregon, in a damage suit brought by Lee McDonough, a motor man, against the local street railway company. McDonough had lost his left foot while in the service of the company by its being caught in the gearing of the motor, and torn to pieces, and he sued the company for $15,000 damages, claiming that they were negligent in not protecting the gearing so that such an accident would have been impossible. After two juries in tbo case had disagreed, the third finally awarded McDonough a verdict for a wooden leg and employ ment from the company for the rest of his life.—Detroit Free Press. Corn “As Is” Corn. Bruce McDonald, who. lives near Alum Springs, left two giant stalks of corn at this office to-day. They measured exactly fifteen feet three inches. This corn was planted the first week in June, andMr. McDonald says he has lots of other stalks just as tall. A. J. McFarland also sent in some tall specimens, over twelve feet and containing an unusual number of large and finely developed ears.— Danville (Ky.) Advocate. hhhhhhh Swoetbrlar For the Garden, The sweetbriar is a delightful bush to have iu the garden. Its foliage is invaluable in bouquet making. The new sweet briars, prodnoed by cross ing and hybridizing, give flowers that are larger and of finer color than the parent plant, and among them none is more lovely than the Austrian copper brier, that has blossoms whose petals are like scarlet velvet, almost the hue of a vivid scarlet geranium. The Lettuce Seed Crop, Always in saving lettuce seed, choose that which has most leaves, and whioh has grown without inter ruption from the seed. Tho practioe in many families is to pluck the leaves three or four times, and when at last the leaves begin to be tough, let the plant send up its seed stalks. Usual-* ly the largest crop of seed will comb from the plant that has fewest leaves. But it will not be worth planting. Grown as lettuce for seed should be without disturbing a leaf, each plant will produce very few seed. Yet seed from this nearly seedless lettuce is worth any amount of the seed whioh is produced in the usual way. Nesting Material. When the nests are located iu per fectly dry situations, there is nothing better for a foundation than that cheapest of material, dry earth. A little tobacco dust added never comes amiss. For the upper layer, lawn clippings, hay or straw, excelsior, or moss may be used. The least desira ble of all these is hay, as the presence of small seeds constantly tempts the hens to scratch it from the nest. If the owner considers it too much trou ble to wash the eggs which may be soiled, the slight precaution of keep ing the nest clean and dry will add at least one-half to the attractiveness of his basket of England Homestead. An Ideal Hedge Plant. This is what Professor Massey of the North California Experiment Sta tion calls the Citrus trifoliatn. The belief is general that none of the tree oranges is hardy at the north, but, according to the professor, there are few places where this delicious orange is not completely hardy. He says Is passed through last winter in Michigan safely. Its compact dwarf habit makes this plant easy to keep in good shape without hard pruning. Its complete armament of the strongest and sharpest spines pointing in every direction makes it a better defense than even the honey locust. It makes no suckers and its roots spread but a short distance and are not exhaustive of a broad strip of soil, as tho other plants used for farm hedges are. It bears a great profusion of the sweetest of orange flowers, and loads itself with little sour, seedy oranges, like limes, which ripen in October. When the en tire hardiness of this plant is fully realized the question of the best hedge plant will, I think, be finally settled. The plants are now so cheap in the Southern nurseries that it will be easy for the experiment stations and in dividuals in the extreme north to test their hardiness. To Prevent a llorse Kicking. The illustration shows a device to be used where a horse kicks his stable companion. It is made from one-inch galvanized iron tubing. The two cor ners are screwed together with a re l-T I. HOLDBACK IN STABLE. turn coupler. Pins go through holes in the upper ends and are attached to tho woodwork of the stall. A cord is fastened to the device for raising or lowering as required. AATien not in use it is raised and is well out of the way of everything. In use, it does not interfere at all with the animal’s move ments, except to prevent his being too free with his feet and legs. [ To prevent thieves taking horses out of the stable place a bar of iron across the doorway, as shown in cut, one end (a) entering far enough through 'the doorpost to allow the other end (b) to fit into a socket. An iron key is put into a hole iu the bar near (a) aud pad locked there. These two devices are not patented and they are effective.— Orange Judd Farmer. Tlie Private Dairyman’s Opportunity. Creamery butter is tlxe standard in the markets because it is uniform aud can be had in quantities sufficient to supply the retail trade, says F. AA T . Moss mau, of Massachusetts. The creamery man, however, has his trials. The impossibility of overseeing the pro duction aud first handling of the milk is a serious difficulty, often causing a lower grade product. Unless a first class buttermaker can be obtained, much ioss will result in many ways. It is because of these drawbacks that there is still an opportunity for expert private dairymen to make a butter far superior in quality to the average creamery product. There are people in almost every village and town who are glad to obtain for family use a strictly gilt-edged article at its true value. To a limited extent this demand has been met, but I am led to believe that the field is by no means fully occupied. To succeed in this it will often be necessary to lay aside preconceived ideas. Tempering cream by the sense of feeling or determining acidity by taste, will not answer. Butter owes its good qualities very largely to its treatment in the ripening vat and only to a small degree to the worker. The essential features of good but ter making are, a pure, sweet cream of proper consistency ripened rather slowly at a temperature of 58 to 62 de grees, or a little higher with or with out a starter. The acidity at churning time should not be far from 0.7 per cent., preferably under than over, though the writer has recently made a sample of butter which scored ninety nine points in a possible one hundred from cream which at churning time showed 0.745 per oent. Churning temperature is governed .by the per oent. of butter fat and de gree of ripeness of the ore am, also the Character of the herd and period of lactation. The temperature should be such that from thirty to sixty minutes is required for churning. Cream ought never to be oburned when it breaks In from five to ten minutes, as such treat ment is ruinous in point of quality and eoonomy. Excessive washing of butter is al ways at the expense of the flavor. If in just the right condition, it requires very little washing. Some prefer a washing of brine at a temperature of fifty-four to fifty-eight degrees. Good results are obtained in this way. The flavor is supposed to be removed in a less degree than by the use of pure water. Color and salt of the best quality are to be used in quantities to suit tlie trade. Working is important, i. e., it is important to do just ns little of it as will answer the purposg of evenly incorporating the salt and re moving moisture. Strict cleanliness is to be rigidly ob served with every implement and in every operation from beginning to end, not one day in seven only, but every day in the year so long as the business continues.—American Agriculturist. Subßoiling explained. Testimony in favor of subsoiling, especially as an antidote to drought, keeps pouring in from almost every quarter. It should be olearly under stood that good subsoiling does not mean turning down the surface soil aud turning up the subsoil on top of it. That would do a good deal of harm. The crude material so brought up has not had enough air to prepare it as plant food, and may be in itself very deficient ill some essential food elements. To subsoil for best results, as little as possible of the suifaee soil should bo turned under. It should, however, be clean-turned once aud the layer be low it well stirred to a greater or less depth, as is found practicable, and left so. The main interest and chief benefit of this sort of subsoiling is to open up the more or less impervious stratum that lies below the reach of ordinary plowing in such a way that by the action of air and moisture and frosts it may be brought into a condi tion that will enable it to hold the greatest quantity of moisture and at the same time permit the free circula tion of air around the roots of the plant. In the growth of trees, for ex ample, the repeated movement of the soil caused by the leverage of the roots under the action of the wind may be seen very much tbe same effect as re sults from subsoiling. There is no transposition of tho different layers of the soil, only a loosening proportioned to the amount of wind power that is brought to bear on the branches and leaves of the tree. The decaying vegetable matter, a leading ingredient in the food of the tree, always stays on the surface and the small fibers of the roots come up to feed upon it. But another set of roots reaches down deeper and deeper, mainly to bring up moisture, without whieh as a diluting agent food cannot readily be made available. The work done by the leverage of the tree is of very much the same sort as is done by good sub soiling. What the tree keeps doing, it may be for centuries, subsoiling will do by one prooess for the plants which must produce their full growth aud perfection in a single season. There is a wide range in the char acter of soils and some soils are such a happy combination of sand and loam as to be readily pervious to both air and moisture. If there is excessive rainfall, it is slowly but surely drained off through the lower layers, and in protracted drought moisture comes back to the surfaoe in the same way. But this combination is not common, and the leading advantage of subsoil ing has been its power to protect crops from the effects of extreme and pro tracted droughts. It is the remarkable consensus of experience iu this direc tion that emphasizes the importance of a fuller attention to the effect of subsoiling and tbe liest way of doing it than it has ever before had. The best season for subsoiling is evidently the fall; once stirred by the subsoil plow the moisture and frost together will reduce the soil so stirred to fine particles, through which the air and moisture and the roots to be benefited <?an freely pass. Some plants have in their roots much greater penetratiug power than others, but subsoiling will do at one process and more effectually what is only partially and slowly done even by the most penetrating kind of roots. The best way is to send round an or dinary plow and turn over an ordinary furrow at tlie ordinary depth, follow ing in the same furrow with a subsoil plow of some sort that will stir a few inches of the next stratum of soil and leave it in the same position. An or dinary plow without the moldboard will do this fairly well.—New England Homestead. American pottery was recently shipped to Liverpool and Edinburgh | from Kokomo, Ind., the first sent from ! the United States to the British Isles. WORDS OF wisdom: The paths to God are more in num ber than the breathings of created be ings.—From the Persian. A soul’s rays, looking Godward, must blend with all other rays thus tending. It is the only abiding nearness.—Trin ities and Sanctities. The regeneration of the world will begin when humanity fully realizes that its humanity is divine, and that life, in its true sense, means simply and always divine life.—Lilian Whit ing. Pleasant retrospections, easy thoughts and comfortable presages are admirable opiates. They he'p assuage the anguish and disarm the distemper and almost make a man de spise his misery.—Jeremy Taylor ! Solitude is a good school, but the world is the best theatre; the institu tion is the best there,’ but the practice here; the wilderness hath the advan tage of discipline, and society oppor tunities of perfection.—Jeremy Taylor. The needful thing is not that we abate, but that we consecrate the in terests and affections of our life, en tertain them with a thoughtful heart, serve them with the will of duty aud revere them as the benediction of God. —Janies Martineau. When God sends darkness, let it tie dark. ’Tis so vain to think we can light up with candles, or make it any thing but dark. It may be because of the darkness we shall see some new beauty in the stars.—George S. Mer riam, in “The Story of AVilliam and Lucy Smith.” Glory is the crown woven by the self. A soul in which the spirit of a divine purpose is at flood glorifies everything it touches, enhaloes every place and act, lifts the meanest thing to be divine, sends the thrill of its energy through the dullest, puts life into that whieh means death. Such soul transfigures, if it may not trans mute, everything it comes in contact with.—J. F. W. Ware. The loftiest test of friendship—un derstood as companionship—is the power to do without it. And in this world of external confusions and separ ations there is often such a need. We do not yield the friendship, but we must again and again forego the com panionship. Then comes the proof of onr capacity for sacrifice, our loyalty to the Highest of all.—Lucy Larcorn, in “As it is in Heaven.” The Great Ribbon Muddle. He entered the shop hurriedly, with the air of a man whose mind was tilled with a weighty commission. Those whom he passed at the door heard him muttering under his breath a formula, which he seemed to fear might slip away and be lost. He ap proached the counter like one who wishes it were well over. “I wish to get,” he said, boldly, “some ribbon for a red baby.” The shop girl’s blank stare seemed to arouse him to a sense of something lacking. “That is,” he said, “I would like some baby for a red ribbed one.” The shop girl was smiling broadly now, and four errand boys, a shop walker and seven lady customers gath ered and smiled in unison. He began again: “That is—of course —you know—l mean—some red libbed baby for one —that is—some red ribs for one baby —some one’s red baby’s ribs—some baby for one red rib—some—thunder and guns! Where’s the way out?” He departed on the run. “I wonder,” said the shop girl, thoughtfully, an hour or so afterward, “if he could have meant red baby rib bon?” Use* of Emery. For many yeais most of the emery has been brought from Turkey and the Greek islands. Its value for cutting and polishing has been known since the beginning of history. Very crude methods are in use' for obtaining this substance for market. Enormous fires are built oil or against the rocks, whioh are then cracked or broken by throwing jets of cold water against them. Emery has many uses, among whieh is its employment in polishing and cutting. Being so unmanageable, it for a long time defied the efforts of man to put it into available shape, but at length it was cemented into usable forms and it was molded into wheels. Emery millstones are a later-day im provement. They are the most prac tical of all stones, because they are not affected by heat and the face is al ways sharp. As outting and polishing powder, emery is of great value, and emery sandpaper is an important arti cle of manufacture. —American Culti vator. __ Will the Earth Ever be Full? Mr. Ravenstein, of the Royal Geo graphical Society, estimates that the fertile lands of the globe amount to 28,000,000 square miles, the steppes to 14,000,000 and the deserts to 1,000,- 000. Fixing 207 persons to the square mile for fertile lands, ten for steppes and one for deserts as the greatest population that the earth could prop erly nourish, he arrives at the conclu sion that when the number of inhabi tants reaches about 6,000,000,000 our planet will be peopled to its fullest capacity. At present it contains about one-quarter of that number. If the rate of increase shown by recent cen sus statistics should be uniformly maintained, Mr. Ravenstein shows that the earth would be fully peopled about the year 2072. But such cal culations do not allow for unknown sources of error, and must not be taken too literally.—American Culti vator. A Bee in His Stomach. While Peter Carson, of Kalama, Wash., was eating his dinner a yellow jacket got into his mouth and was swallowed, or at any rate went down his oesophagus, and, according to the Western chronicler, stnng him in tho stomach. It took a physician s ser vices to give the bee its quietus. Car son described his sensations as those a, man might feel who was blown up by dynamite just as a house fell upon him. —New York Sun. Ben Franklin as a Boy. Dr. Franklin was irreverent when a boy. One day after the winter pro visions had salted he said, “I think, father, that if you would say grace over the whole cask it would be a great saving at meal time. ” A Glimpse of Dyea. Lynn Canal is a long, deep trenoh between towering mountains. It is no more than a mile wide here. It splits on a ragged point of rooks, the right hand aud by far shallower fork I being Skagway Bay. On the left, tlie larger fork continues for about four miles toward a long blue gap similnr to AVhite Pass, until another loiv beach is reached, where from a dis tance more tents are to be seen. The tide rises and falls ten or twelve feet, so it can be seee what a difference it makes. Scows oonnot appnoach more than a mile from high-water mark. Here they must be unloaded into smaller boats until the stuff can bo taken on wagons. The valley is about the same width as at Skagway. Half Way to Dyea, among the rocks where the shore is lower, anew wooden building and a tent or two, and a sign marked “Richards’s Landing” mark the spot where the Commissioner holds court and all legal business is trans acted. It is a desolate spot aud there seems no reason on earth for selecting such a spot beyond that already given, namely, it is a compromise, Dyea really being the sub-port, but Skug way being the town. We follow the right-hand shore, where the rocks boldly rise perpendicularly from the water. Here we meet a swift current, and a little ways on are in the month of the Dyea lUver, stream of twice the size of the Skagway. We were late in starting, so that tlit. tide is runing out strong. A score-or more of people have come in just ahead, and have pitched tent and landed their stuff on the low four or five foot bluff that marks the course of the Dyea through the alluvial plain. It is the same busy scene as at Skag way, only that the tents stretch out along the river itself for a mile or more, and not across the valley. We go a little way against the current, wading and dragging the boat after us, and land in the midst of a lot of others, where we pile our stuff on a spot ap parently high aud dry.—Harper’s Weekly. A Warning From a Medical Authority, Some sound advice is given in a re cent editorial article in the British Aledical Journal, which gains weight by coming from so eminent an author ity. The article begins by protesting with vigor against the use of ices and iced drinks when over-heated. It calls attention to the faot that men offend more than women against this physi ological law, and claims that self-con trol in the matter of eating ices and drinking cold drinks would reduce the amount of discomfort from heat vastly more than does the gratifying of thirst, whioh is the result of want of fluid in the blood. It advises slow drinking, and points out the fact that a pint of cold liquid can be taken into the stom ach and less than one ounce absorbed by the blood, whioh is the seat of thirst, so to speak. In the matter of clothing, it sails attention to the need of changing clothing damp from pers piration at the earliest possible min ute. No matter what the texture, damp clothing is the forerunner of bronchitis and rheumatism. Athletics demand a more general knowledge of the way to clothe and feed the body during periods of violent exercise. Certainly physical shocks must undo any benefits which may accrue from exercise. The difficulty is that our tendency is to consider but one thing at u time, and not to see the relation of that to the whole of life. The end of life is not muscular development, but a body adapted to the needs for whioh it was created. New York’s Great Public Library, The space now oocupied by the res* ervoir, whioh makes such a pictur esque feature of the Fifth avenue vista, is 482 by 155 feet, so that there will be room for an edifice of really magnificent dimensions with sufficient space about it to insure a plentiful supply of light aud air. The struc ture will cost $1,700,000, exclusive of heating, lighting and all interior equipment. It will measure about 230 by 340 feet, which would allow abot seventy-five feet of ground on the Fifth avenue front, aud about fifty-eight on Fortieth and Forty-sec ond streets. On the west side there is, happily, Bryant Park, with its pleasant relief of green foliage. The stone building will probably be faced with Indiana limestone. The book stacks will be in the first and second stories and the basement, leaving the third story for the reading room and other purposes. This arrangement seems best not only because of the light and airy position given to the reading room, but also because it would allow an easy and symmetrical extension of the building to the west, if that should be desired. The spa cious main reading room, lighted from above, and free from dust and noise, will be supplemented by special read ing rooms for students, on the second and third floors.—Scribner’s. A Very Old Church. One of the very few old churches still standing and practically un changed is St. Luke’s, at Smitkville, Isle of Wight County, Ya. It was built in 1632. as attested by tbe date on some of the bricks, under the sup erintendence of Joseph Bridger, whose descendants still live in the county and worship in the church. The records of the family, which are un broken for a period of 150 years, establish the date of the building of the church, and are full of interesting details of early colonial history. It appears that St. Luke’s was orginally so well built and of such excellent ma terial that no repairs were made to it until 1737, 105 years after its comple tion. At that time it was ordered “that Peter AYoodward do the shingling of the church with good cypress shingles, of good substance, aud well nailed, for 700 pounds of tobacco, 300 pounds being now levied. ” It was again re shingled in 1821, eighty-four years later. —Scribner’s. The Oldest Postmaster. The oldest Postmaster, who is fonnd at Hammondsyille Station, Ohio, has been giving some recollections of his service of sixty-eight years under thirty-four Postmasters-Geueral. He remembers the time when mail robbing was a capital offense and he saw two men hanged for the orime at Baltimore. Sixty-six years ago he was a passenger over the first thirteen miles of railroad built in the United States by the Bal timore and Ohio. , SURPRISED THE COWBOYS, Hadn't Any Idea a Bicyclist Could Go sdl Fait. 1 “Before the people knew as muclj| about bicycles ns they do now,” thK man who has lived pretty much all over the civilized world is quoted bjj Ibe Detroit Free Press as saying; “there were some fnnny things hap) pened. I’ll never forget what oc curred while I was visiting a friend ol mine running a ranch up in North Dakota. A young college boy on a vacation came through on a wheel, the first one the cowboys had seen. Thein comments on the machine were amus ing. “ ‘Wonder if the thing asked one. ‘Rope a steer from that saddle,’ grinned another, ‘an’ he'd throw you so far you’d never know; where you lit.’ ‘Wouldn’t be much good in Injun ligtin’,’ declared an old timer, and a trim-looking young fel low that was the dude of the ranch an nounced that he could go farther on his broncho in a day than the young fellow could on his wheel in a week. : “ ‘Tell you what I’ll do, Dick,’ I said to the boaster; ‘l’ll bet a hundred that he can cover fifty miles on his bike in less time than you can go on. your pony.’ I was snapped up on every hand, even my friend expressingawiH ingness to tap my pile on that same proposition. I accommodated them, all, as far as possible, and the race was arranged for next day. The snd-ofF was like a Fourth of.Tuly cele bration. A Hying start was made over a straightaway course on a we’l-kuo < trail, twenty-five miles am rei.i. Dick was in his gayest att’re, an. when my friend gave the racers the word there was a fusillade of revol vers mingled with yells that must have, reached the man at the turning post. Of course Dick forged ahead on the start,' and his partisans were jubilant, rail ing at me till my watch and pin went up against their accepted valuation. Things had quieted down, and we had done a lot of smoking, so that the time seemed short, when we saw my favorite coming on his wheel as though an electric motor was supplying the power. He was a humped-up scorcher, and no mistake. There was a strong disposition to question his claim of having gone every inch of the route, but when Dick came in, his mount in a complete state of collapse and Dick with both hands in the air above his bead, the crowd wilted gracefully, and I had enough to buy a half interest in the ranch.” A Predatory Crow. For several weeks the residents of a neighboring town have been puzzled to account for the disappearance ol small articles, consisting of jewelry, penholders, napkin rings and other trinkets, and the failure to apprehend the thief. On Friday, however, the offender was accidentally caught in the act. A gentleman who had been acquainted with the fact that the things had been stolen was talking to a friend, when his attention was attract ed to a noise in lfis office, and on going to ascertain the cause was surprised tc see a pet crow, belonging to Mr. Blank, pick up a gold pen and By from the window to the ground, with the pen in his mouth. The gentleman followed the crow, which went to a shed back of a bakery and saw the bird deposit the pen nn der an old box. He drove the crow away, and, turning up the box, found all the articles that had been stolen from the different houses. The owner of the crow was called, and he identi fied several trinkets that had been taken from his room. The articles were returned to their respective owners.—Kalamazoo (Mich.) Tele graph. Odd Death of a Sparrow. A little English sparrow met a tragic death one day last week. A numbel of teams are stationed in Boot street to help the passing street cars across the railroad tracks. Two or three ol them are at rest most of the time in the cool shade of neighboring build ings while their drivers lounge and talk. |Now, a sparrow thinks nothing is quite so nice for nest building as long horse hairs. A number of them visi ted the corner every day, and gleaned the hairs from the ground. ,Of course, this was slow work, and one of the birds, more ambitious than the others, finally concluded to go to the fountain head of horse hairs, and so he tried to pull a hair from the tail of one of the sleepy horses. No doubt the horse thought that a fly was biting him, and switched his tail vigorously. In some way, no one knew just how, the spar row was caught, and when the driver came back he found the poor little bird hanging quite still and dead with one of the long hairs twisted arcnr-.' his neck. And the old horse d;di seem to know that anything wi -;i* matter.—San Francisco Post. Sewinjr on Board Ship. Any sailor or marine on a man-of | war may “tailorize” for his ship nates' j money if he has the skill, and on every ship there are always a dozen or so of men, usually bluejackets, making ex tra money in the devising of uniforms and caps. The bluejacket clothes served out to new sailors are quite as atrocious in the matter of fit as the Government straight uniforms of the army, and all the unofficial tailors have generally all the work they can att end to in the manufacturing of mus tering shirts aud trousers. These men do their work ou small, unmouut ed sewiug machines—which suggests tho recollection, by the wav, that when the great disaster occurred at Samoa, about ten years ago, about three-quarters of the ships’ companies of the Vaudalia and Nipsic, the meu of-war wrecked at Apia, pat in claims for sewing machines as among the ar ticles lost with their other personal effects! As to whether all the claims were allowed or not is another story.— Washington Star. Hawaii’s Population. The population of Hawaii consists of 109,000 persons, of whom 31,000 are natives, 24,000 Japanese, 22,000 Chinese, 15,000 Portuguese, 8000 liaif breeds and a few hundred Americans, English and Germans. In tlie Good Old Days. A local history of Cumberland avers thatatKirton-le-Moor, in 1797, a “man and bis wife, and thirty children, might have been seen proceeding to church to the christening of the thirty-first child.”