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OFTHE AZTECS.
people AND! PRACTICES
|N SOUTHERN MEXICO.
T fUl Pyramid la Found Covered
^Itastio HleroslyP h, «*- Thousa,MU
***£ A don> It* Interior A Corre-
irondert.il Experience.
^Loondont of the City of Mexico
> Sica states that he has discov-
* -uliar people in the extreme
4 portion of Mexico whom he
Hf*e,liethe remnant of tlie great
lTCS ce who formerly inhabited the
I* 3Jib southwestern country.
-I am at present, to the best
^Imlgnient. about 150 miles south-
* f theValenque ruins, but whether
k state of Chi upas or Tabasco, or in
'•^public of Guatemala, I am unable
tf fccsme lost in the tropical forest,
comiiiR to a l>eaten path, he fol-
jt uu til he found himself in a
| fl | town, whose inhabitants were
*Tjy diileri iit from those he had ever
"toWico. in customs, dresa, houses,
** ‘ , ;U d language. These people
Clam fora Gi*L
He savs: “1 fronted to the east and
VI to the sun. They seemed to un-
i>y it that 1 it wtu for whom
rL, thoir forefathers had waited,
htlie center of a double line of priests,
5* my servants behind me, I was es-
ffrtfd to a large truncated py/amid
Jv-jj, hithertofore had been obscured
L my sight by the vegetation. The
Hilt mass of rock, which I afterwards
im ], covered several acres of land,
J'Ja perpendicular height of 150 feet.
truncated apex being fully 200*
w gqiuire. A broad staircase leads from
®^ g rournl to the two largo temples sur-
loundng it. The othor three sides are
Jpem] with anaglyphs sculptured in
^shapely way, but speaking*a record of
—rs. This monster pyramid is inclosed
riih a high fence of solid masonry, and
flopped with a peculiar network of ser-
pnts.
Witliiu it are two mammoth one
Jtoiy buildings of block granite, covered
fitli fantastic hieroglyplu. Thousands of
ikull* in separate niches adorn their inner
ijde»—being, in a word, veritable Gol
plii-is- These are the charnel bouses
viicre for centuries the heads of the
victims of festal sacrifices have been
inhered.
1 was, with my servants, taken to one
die of the pyramid, which was pierced
itli a tunned. In this opening we were
led by the priests. Our way was lighted
kj cocoa nut shell lamps, which revealed
toiu other tunuels branching from the
«e wo were traversing. About midway
of the pyramids, I should judge, we came
into a spacious vaulted chamber which
ns brilliantly illuminated from the roof,
which was many feet above us. About
tiie room wore scattered instruments
Dade cf copper not known to me. The
vails were lined with discs of precious
metals, studded with emeralds and other
•ones common to the Aztec period.
Manifesting that I wa3 hungry, I was
turprised to see a priest step to the center
of toe chamber and in a modulated voice
wue a number of commands. In a mo
ment afterwards there appeared upon a
tojijir table without any one being near
it&'xculiarly shell shaped server loaded
wish fruit. The table was supported by
only one leg. and how the fruit readied
its destination without lx'ing placed there
by human hands is a mystery.
My mojios were badly scared by what
tad occurred since we entered the town
wul they did not relinquish their vigil-
■Mce for a moment and eyed one another
curiously after the fruit feat.
I must say that I was astonished, but
j» r ing before seen such magical doings
it did nut impress me with such awe.
though it did cause me surprise.
My a sign I told the priests I desired
to be alono with my men. Great was
m J astonishment when one of them led
toe to a highly polished piece of metel
•ad indicated to mo that by placing my
hinds upon it 1 could whe-a I desired
wth see and communicate with them by
♦igns. He touched his fingers, by way
of explanation, to it and the whole town
^as pictured upon the metal. I saw
about the streets, which were laid Out
tnth due precision tothecnrdinal points,
inhabitants offering up prayers with
♦heir heads inclined to the east. I mo-
boned to the priest to have them arise.
He spoke into an aperture near at hand
to a whisper, but a voice, which must
have been echoed in thunder tones from
•a instrument on the outside, was heard
to its re ver bat ions through the pyramid
btonel to our chamber. The people
•nose. x
The priest, with many bows, conducted
toe to a ball that hung in mid air in the
central part of the elmmber. He put it
w toy ear. I stepped back ainazea. The
S? » 'J 8 ®* R thousand voices I heard in
J®e brief moment that I had the pecu-
towiy constructed-globe to my ear. non
Uisft , oon 1 was positive in my belief
to»t the Aztecs were the masters of elec-
“tohy; that they controlled the electri
cs currents in the air, which did tlu ir
better than our system of wires,
to one corner of the room I saw- a large
Ian ln i? 0 * 1 there appeared to be earth,
.approached it, but was warned away
«/,' e Ptoest, who indicated to me that
t touched it 1 would die. I understood
that it was the great posi-
J t , "h'tery that worked in connection
vjto the earth negative. No liquids or
ye connected it with any place...
*hJLi e ftby my priest friends, who
^eu out of the great hall backwards,
win, A . r hands projecting on a level
ir e,r heads toward me.
. mozosi whose ignorance of science
denart lenx 8u P er stitious, as soon as the
taW i Q of the white robed men had
Dt-wj 8 ’ heseeched me to leave the
at once, but I protested against
to att a mc >ve, believing it worth our lives
g^Pt it so soon. I explained the
bro them to wait a dav or
danger ^ 4 . W0 °H deliver them from
•teenohfi? they agreed with me. I
*°Uowi , beep my promise on the
^twesUn .T* a ^ cr we had seen many
’ j fun ^ 81 ghts.
*Pts A totended to release my serv-
shances • ® ^Towing day and take
these strange people, who,
lm av . Winced, are the last of the Aztecs,
fcoetnu to fnthom their secrets and
rate the mystery of Plato’s Atlantis
Stanley’* Peculiar Views.
The great explorer Stanley has some
peculiar views on the subject of woman
ly characteristics which will doubtless
be quite as interesting to the average
reader as the report of his latest explora
tions. According to a letter written by
him just before his last departure, and
published in The Woman’s Cycle, he
seems to prefer encountering a jungle
tiger or a Kaffir warrior dressed in a
Btring of beads to meeting a soft voiced,
tender faced woman, lor, as he expresses
it, “Women appear to me so soft, so
very unlike (at least what I have seen)
the rude type of mankind, that one soon
feels when talking to them that he must
soften his speech and drawl or affect a
singular articulation lest offense be
taken whore none was intended. Hence
men arc seldom sincere to women.
“1 am absolutely uncomfortable when
speaking to a woman unless she is such
a rare one that she will let me hear some
common 6ense. The fact is, I can’t
talk to women. ’ In their presence I am
just as much of a hypocrite as any other
man, and it galls me that I must act and
be affected and parody myself for no
other reason but because I think, with
other men, that to speak or act other
wise would not be appreciated. It is
such a false position that I do uot care
to put myself into it.”
Stanley is quite a traveler, but there
is an undiscovered country he has never
explored, whose labyrinth he has never
threaded, whose mystical, intricate river
courses he has never traced, whose
mountains of inspiration and valleys of
despair he has never measured, and
which might prove as difficult of in
vasion, as wonderful in revelation as
the interior of the Dark Continent, and
that is the heart of a woman, for he says
further: “For the life of me I cannot sit
still a moment when anything approach
ing to love comes on the tapis.” One
woman friend only has this peculiar man
of fame to whom tie can speak, for “af
ter the first few minutes of strangeness
have gone she soon leta you know that
shaff won’t do,” and he concludes his
singular letter by sending to this friend a
message: “Please say a hearty friend
wishes her daily enjoyment of her life.’’
SLEEPING CAR PORTERS.
SOMETHING OF THIS WELL KNOWN
STUDENT OF HUMAN NATURE.
LIZARDS itiAl luVl uiuoto.
Men He Has Received Tips from—Talmage
as a Liberal and Sociable Passenger—Jay
Gould Don’t Give Up Freely—The Por
ter’s Experience In Europe.
A row of white metal buttons, a black
or yellow face, a haughty air, a tip; or,
perchance there be few travelers abroad,
the sSme buttons, the same face, bull no
mein of haughtiness, no tip. Thus has
been described the sleeping car porter of
America. He isn’t such a bad fellow,
after all. He is a good judge of human
nature, and when his almost unliniited
experience in casual study of it is con
sidered there can be no wonder that the
sleeping car porter looks with disdain
upon that which makes greater men
stare: that he is sometimes curt in man
ner and at others surly. When cuirt he
is out of patience: when surly he lias rid
den 400 miles without a sign of a tip and
with the loes of a half dozen towels and
a pillowslip. These the poor fellow must
account for, lie well knows, and with
nothing of recompense from the weary
traveler, whose every beck and call he
has answered until his legs are going
back on him, it is no wonder that he i3
sour and that his answers to the trouble
some old lady’s many demands are lack
ing in spirit and fully unsatisfactory to
j They Followed a Whistling Student Until
Scared Off ljy a Peasant.
As is well kmwn, lizards of all colors
i and sizes abound in Italy. They lie bask-
j ing on all the stones, they run along all
I the walls, they peep out at every chink
[ and crevice; but as soon as they hear the
faintest noise they disappear with light
ning speed, and it is bard to see them
near and to observe them closely. Walk
ing carelessly and noticing the dear little
animals, darting now here, now there, 1
remembered the Greek statue of Apollo
Sauroktonos, who is always represented
as busied with a lizard—Apollo, god of
the sun and of music.
“Suppose I try,” I thought, and softly,
quite softly, I began to whistle a dreamy
old German air, and behold! a lizard lies
still jis though rooted to the spot, raising
its little head in a listening attitude and
looking at me with his sharp little eyes.
Without stirring 1 continued my melody.
The lizard came nearer and nearer, and
at last approached quite close, always
listening and forgetting all his fears. As
6oon, however, as the whistler made the
slightest movement it vanished into some
crevice, but to peep forth again a mo
ment after and to listen once more, as
though entirely entranced.
A delightful discovery, and one of
which 1 extended the field of observation
daily. At last as many as eight or nine
of these little music lovers would sit
around me in the most comio attitudes.
Nay, two of them, a mother and its
the fussy bunch of femininity, who young one, would sit awaiting me as I
uuvi Keacue.
OneSaturc •: night two men employed |
at a saw mi' in Albemarle county, Va., j
named Clark Sutherland and A. Martin, j
started to go to their homes near North ;
Garden, distant about seven miles. They
were both mounted, Martin having be
hind him a nephew of the former, about
10 years of age. The night was intensely
dark. Their course lay across Hardware I
river, an ugly, turbulent, rocky stream, j
dangerous at any time to cross. On this
occasion it was swollen from the frequent !
rains that bad fallen. When they came !
to the ford Martin, with the boy, was in t
advance. His borse bad hardly entered
the stream when he stumbled over one ]
of the many large rocks that lay in their
course, and in trying to recover himself j
he entirely lost his footing and submerged
both his riders.
Sutherland had not yet entered the
stream, as his horse had become unman- ,
ageabla, and from the darkness could ;
not tell what had occurred. Martin, j
after some time, managed to get out, i
and not until ho reached the shore did ■
Sutherland learn what had happened, j
and that his nephew was being washed ‘
down stream. He only waited to hear ;
that the boy was still in the water when, j
with the rapidity of a deer (Sutherland j
is a strong, athletic, courageous young j
man), he sprang down the ride of the
stream, calling to the boy, but not until
he had run about half a mile did he re
ceive a response so feeble as to be hardly
heard.
He plunged into the water at a point
THE GOLDEN LAND.
The Thankless Hoggar,
An interesting anecdote is related by
the “Yugend Freunde" of King Alphouso
X, surnamed “The Wise,” who succeeded
to the throne of Leon and Castille in
1252. On leering that his pages neg
lected to ask the divine blessing before
partaking of their daily meals, he was
deeply grieved and sought diligently to
point out to them the evil of this omis
sion. At length he succeeded in finding
a plan. He invited the pages of his court
to ‘dine with him. A bountiful repast
was spread, and when they were all as
sembled around the table the king gave
a signal that all was in readiness for
them to begin. They all enjoyed the
rich feast, but not one remembered to
ask God’s blessing on his food.
Just then, unexpectedly to the thought
less guests, entered a poor, ragged beg
gar, who unceremoniously seated him
splf at the royal table, and.ate and drank
.undisturbed, to his heart’s content Em
prise and astonishment were depicted on
every countenance.
The pages looked first at the king,
then gazed upon the audacious intruder,
expecting momentarily that his majesty
would give ordexs to havo him removed
from the tablo. Alphonso, however, kept
silence; while the beggar, unabashed by
the presence of royalty, ate all ho de
sired. When his hunger and thirst were
appeased he rose and without a word of
thanks departed from the palace.
“What a despicable, mean fellow!’’
cried the boys. Catmly the good king
rose, and, with much earnestness, said:
“Boys, bolder and more audacious than
this beggar have you all heen. Every
day you sit down to a table supplied by
the bounty of your heavenly lather, yet
you ask not his blessing, and leave it
without expressing to him your gratitude.
Yes, each and all of you should be
heartily ashamed of your conduct, which
was far worse than was the poor beg
gar’s.”—The Little Christian.
would ask the porter to fan her all day
and never put up a cent.
The old porter—not the sallow, greasy
fellow who Rtands at the end of his car
for the first week or month or year—but
the old porter, the fellow whose locks
have become gray in the service, can tell
many an interesting story between the
hundred fragmentary remarks to inquir
ing passengers while the train lies in the
station just before going out on its run.
He remembers all about the great men
he has looked after in his day; he can
tell you to a half number the size of this
president’s boot or that governor’s shoe;
he can tell you what the company is
making on this run or that run if you
ask him in a confidential way; he knows
a green traveler when he sees him, and
can spot a man who was never in a
sleeper before the moment he rests his
eyes on him; lie knows the newly mar
ried couple as they pass sheepishly up
the aisle and- cast blushing glances at
each other.
Just before 9 o’clock most any evening
one can find young and old sleeping car
porters in plenty at the Union depot.
There are numbers of them there as
early as 5 in tlie afternoon, but in order
to see the bid fellows in tlie greatest
number it is well to bo on hand after 8
o’clock. ; If you catch one of the old
porters in a bright mood at this time
aud ask him the name of the richest man
he ever waited on in a sleeper-he will
promptly say Jay Gould. The great rail
road magnate does not ride in a common
sleeper with the herd of earth any more,
but be used to, and there are few of the
real old porters now running who did
not black the famous financiers shoes
and brush his clothes some time or other,
l>efore the great Gould had risen to his
preseut greatness. The question at once
arises, “Was Gould a liberal passenger?”
The old porter would answer emphatic
ally that ho was not.
The Brooklyn diviue, Rev. T. Do Witt
Talmage, is a general favorite with sleep
ing car porters the continent over. This
good old gentleman travels a groat deal
in filling his lecture dates, and ho fre
quently finds it necessary to rest his
weary bones on one of tho bunks of a
sleeper. Before turning in ho always
makes it a point to get acquainted with
the porter and have a merry chat with
him. When he arises in the morning lie
gives his large shoes a careful looking
over, smiles one of those broad smiles of
his, and if the porter happens to lie
about he rc-members him. If the porter
isn’t handy tlie great divino looks him
up and cdlls liis attention to the fact that
he is about to be tipped. Talmage, like
arrived whistling at the same hour of
day. sitting on a large stone, under which
was probably their home. With these,
too, I made some further experiments.
After having made music to them for
awhile I cautiously went a few steps fur
ther, whistling on in soft, drawling tones,
such as I had found they best loved to
hear, and see, verily, they followod me!
Watching them with intense interest,
1 continued to whistle as I walked on
slowly, halting every few paces and
being silent while I halted, and truly the
little creatures followed, slowly, it is
true, but in a straight line, at a distance
of about fifteen steps, until at last, un
happily, the heavy tread of a peasant put
them to Right. But my experience had
lasted long enough to make me under
stand the Apollo Sauroktonos, and I once
more reverenoed the keen native obser
vation of those old Hellenes. Besides
this, the legend of the “Ratcatcher of
blamdin” suddenly became much more
credible.—Leisure Hours.
Tho Othor Way.
A well known Chicago attorney tells a
good one anent the quick wit and ready
tongue of that, brilliant lawyer, the late
Emery A. Storrs. It was after the ven
erable Justice Skates had left the Illinois
supreme bench. The justice had specu
lated a good deal and had been unfor
tunate. He had been sued to recover
certain claims, judgment had been en
tered against him, and attachments
against his property had been taken out.
But none of his property could be found
and the attachments remained unsatis
fied. On account of the prominence of
the justice, the case was well lmowii
among lawyers. Not long afterward
Mr. Storrs was defending a heavy at
tachment suit, and tlie lawyer on the
other side took occasion to cite a certain
decision of the Illinois supreme court in
support of liis position. Storrs was on
his feet in a moment. “Whose decision
is that? ’ he asked. “It was written by
Justice Skates,” replied the other attor
ney. “Well,” said the witty Storrs,
‘“Skates on attachments’ may be all
right, but attachments on Skates ain’t
worth a cent!”—Chicago Herald.
A Lesson in Spelling.
Pay great attention I What does this
spell—Ghoughphtheightteau? Well, ac
cording to the following rule it spells—it
spells— Do you give it up? It spells po
tato, viz.—gh stand for p, as you will
find from the last letters in liiccpugh;
ough for o, as in dough; phth stands for
t, as phthisis; eigh stands for a, as in
neighbor; tte stands for t, as in gazette,
and eau stands for o, as in beau. Thus
you have p-o-t-a-t-o. Who will give
another?—Yenowine’s News.
The Upper Berth.
A Pullman sleeper oonduotor: Every
body who wants a berth in a sleeper
wants the lower berth. I have been in
the employ of the company for fourteen
years, and I have never yet had an appli
cation for an upper berth. Of course,
tho upper berth is not so easy of access
as the lower, but if you don’t mind climb
ing to the upper berth you will at once
admit, after the night is over, that it is
the more comfortable of the two. The
ventilation is better and you are not so
close to the rumbling noise. You are
more private than you are in a lower
berth, and in case of accident you have
a chance of coming out on top. In hot
weather the upper berth is cooler than
tho lower.
The lower berth, as you know, is made
up from the cushioned seats, which are
of warm material. I have never known
a man to fall out of an upper berth.
Ill ink if the company would make a dif
ference of a half dollar in favor of the
upper berth it would soon be in demand.
But I believe the Pullman oompany
never makes any difference in the
charges.—Chicago Tribune.
Tbo Electric Piano.
I have been asked dozens of times if
the new invention that plays the piano
by an electrical attachment will not de
crease the number of students of piano
playing when it comes to be generally
known. I think not. The electric piano
plays just os well as can possibly bo done
with hands and fingers, and all the ex
pression and all the accuracy are there.
Whon tlie heavens are drearily shrouded
With clouds and wintry chx>m, •
I dream of a land that is coidon
With sunshine and summer bloom, *■
And thru the eioudu nml the darkness,
JOka mist, roll awuy from mine eyes.
And I bee, ln ita beauty and splendor.
Tbs land of the golden skies)
And so, though life's roses have perished
In storms of wintry years.
Though sunshine has turned into darkness, ~"l
And pleasure to pain and tears,
I dream of skies that are cloudless.
Of ptistco, and of heavenly rest.
And 1 see, in a glorious vision.
The golden Land of the Blest!
—Charles W. Hubncr, in Philadelphia News.
in tho neighborhood to onter. Only in
tent, however, on saving tho lad, ho
thought not of his own danger, and. in
the shortest possible time reached the
nearly drowned aad freaen child, whom
he bore in his arms to the shore. The
first words of the little fellow after re
covering his speeeh wmk “Uncle Clark,
I knew you would save me, and not let
me drown,”—Philadelphia Frees.
The Dimensions of Heaven.
The following calculations, based on a
text in Revelations, is both curious and
interesting. It is copied from The
Charlottesville Jeffersonian, and will bo
found good food for reflection: Revela
tions xxi, 16: “And he measured the city
(tho New Jerusalem) with a reed, 12,000
furlongs. The length and the breadth
and the height are equal.”
Twelve thousand furlongs—7,920,000
feet, which, being cubed, is 943,088,000,-
000,000,000,000,000,000 cubic feet, and
half of which we will reserve for the
throne of God and the court of heaven,
half of the balance streets, and the re
mainder divided by 4,096, the cubical
feet in the room, 16 feet square and 16
feet high, will be 80,843,750,000,000 rooms.
We will now suppose the world always
did and always will contain 900,000,000
of inhabitants, and that a generation will
where it was more dangerous than any last thirty and one-third years—2,700,-
Hlstory of tka Fork.
I* seems clear enough, is the light of
negative evidesee, that the few forks in
cluded ia the silverware cf the middle
ages ware not used as forks are used to
day. Siaoe kitohen forks served as spits
and for holding roasts, it is probable that
the high born lord* and kdiee of those
times, who only appear to have possessed
these instruments, used their silver- forks
for toasting their bread at the breakfast
room fire. There is some direst evidence
that they were employed to hoki gub-
stanoes particularly disagreeable or in
convenient to handle, as toasted oheese,
which would leave an unpleasant smell;
or sticky sugared dainties, or soft fruits,
the juice of which would stein the fin
gers.
Only one incident related of the use
of the fork in the Nineteenth century
fashion. This was by a noble lady oi
Byzantium who had married a doge oi
Venice, and continued in that city to eat
after her own custom, cutting her meat
very finely up and ooaveying it to hei
mouth with a two pronged fork. The
act was regarded in Venice, according
to Pietrus Damian us, as a sign of exces
sive luxury and extreme effeminacy. It
suggests a probability that the fashion
of eating with forks originated at the
imperial court of Byzantium and thence
extended to the west. Some hundreds
of years had stiil to pew before it could
be domiciliated in Europe, for this doge’s
Byzantine wife lived in the Eleventh
century, while the fashion cf eating with
forks did not become general till the
Seventeenth century.—Exchange.
000,000,000 persons. Then suppose there
were 11,230 such worlds, equal to this in
number of inhabitants and duration of
years—then there would be a room 16
feet long, 16 feet wide and 16 feet high
for each person, and room to spare.
•: z i .1 But nevertheless it is not the skilled
many peat men who occasionally get j }>ian4Bt with intelligent fingers and aym-
off to themselves where tliey are either j ^ athot . c face wh J k the
not known or not recognized, stoops to , |X llsic> ^ ono ^ with * adi 8-
b tacking.
One wants to see the person who is mak
ing the musio. Tho invention, I suppose,
will be used largely in concerts, where
several pianos ore needed and good time
must be kept, and it may do much good
in teaching. But nothing mechanical
can ever take the place of the trained
piano musician.—Pianist in St. Louis
Globe-Democrat.
How Ho Spelled It.
Jessie—Don’t you agree with me, Mr.
Doodleigh, that Miss Jiltem is the most
artless of girls?
Doodleigh (an unsuccessful wooer)-—
Certainly. Awfully artless. (Sotto voce.)
But I spell it with an “h.”—Pittsburg
Bulletin.
good flock in the City of Churches would
hot care to see him mingle with.
European travelers in this country find
high favor in the porter’s eyes, for they
tip liberally. Theatrical parties are in
bad odor with the sleeping car fellows,"
for it is said they never think of the por
ter. But with all his disappointments
and bad luck the black servant grows
gleeful when he discovers a brand new
groom on his car. Such a person is gen
erally a “fish.” The experienced porter
rarely makes a mistake in picking him
out, and handled well he always develops
something worth working for. In tho
first place, the shoes must be blacked
several times daily; all signs of dust or
lint must be kep* away from the young
man’s clothing and bits of choice scenery
along the line of the day’s ride should be
pointed out to the blushing bride. The
green traveler who has never been in a
sleeper before Is of little profit to the
'porter, but he furnishes that student of
human nature a world of Amusement.
The sleeping car porter of America is
a national emblem. Ho will live here,
but when be attempts to cut a wide
swath abroad he is a failure. It is said
that one of the guild once thought
Europe would be a fine field for an at
tentive and experienced servant like
himself. He went to France, Russia,
Germany, England and Italy, but he
found none of the liberality oi the trav
eler who rode with him in America.
After going all over the countries named
he at last brought up at Genoa. He
looked about the town and in his walk
came upon the hall of the town counci L
He entered the anteroom, and while
standing there caught sight of a bust at
one end of the apartment. He went
over and stood in front of it; then he
got on his knees, and removing his hat,
raised his eyes to the bust and said:
“I tbank you for discovering America.”
It was the bust of Columbus that the
Maud Howe’s Romance.
Maud Howe received the goodly sum
of §1,000 from The Ladies’ Home Jour
nal for her new novel. About thirteen
years ago, when Porter’s _picture of her
was exhibited in the Centennial, she was
one of the famous beauties of America,
and is on unusually handsome woman
stiff She became engaged to Porter,
aud before the affair was broken, nursed
the man she subsequently married—John
Elliot—through an attack of malarial
fever in Rome. He was an ardent young
art student at the time, and had worked
too hard In a dangerous climate. He
passed from the fever of Rome into the
fever of love, but was unable to per
suade Miss Howe to think of him until
some years after her engagement with
Porter was off. She had resigned love
for literature and seemed contented with
the exchange.—Current Literature.
A Dog’s Fad.
Mr. Jaeger, of Rochester, N. Y., was
frequently puzzled by the absence of his
dog. The animal was frequently absent
half a day at a time, and last week was
missing for two days. His owner adver
tised for him, and on the following day
he was returned by a man who had dis
covered his peculiar mania. It was for
riding on street cars. He will get aboard
of any car he sees and ride until he is
Tha Decline of Wrestling. ,,
It is ©c record that Henry VHI him
self, who was something much more than
an amateur athlete, continued to keep up
his practice in wrestling, among other
mustfilar exercises, even after his acces
sion to the throne. But the example of
the merry monarch, though dear to the
manly tastes of the people, could not
avert the reaction which tho spread of
tlie new learning surd the decline -of
chivalry were rapidly bringing about
among the upper classes, to some extent
even under the later Tudors. Still more
when the Puritan movement acquired
strength in the oountry .wrestling, among
other out of door sports, sank to a lower
level of popularity than it had ever pre
viously touched in England. Poacham,
in his “Compleat Gentleman,” published
in 1623, went so far as to say that thrown
ing the hammer and wrestling were low
class sports, “not so well becoming no
bility, but rather soldiers in a camp;
neither have I read or heard of any prince
or general commended for wrestling save
Spaminondar and Achmat, the last' em
peror of Turkey.”—New Review.
Europeans ln Brazil. / ; , 1
Certain observations of Dr. Alfredo da
Luy, of Rio de Janeiro, are not encour
aging to intending immigrants from
comparatively cool latitudes. Such in
habitants of Rio de Janeiro as are not
colored persons are generally pallid,
weak, of short stature, and of but little
muscular strength. Malarious infection
—not usually fatal by itself—seems to
impoverish tho blood and render the
children of Europeans frail and liable to
succumb early to disease. The children
of Portuguese and Italians suffer least,
but Germans, French, Belgians and other
persons from climates very different
A Lous Shot. from that of Brazil are warned that
My hunting experience# have, as arule, prosperous colonization can only be ef-
been very tame and uninteresting, but 1 fected by a crossing with races better
had one last month, when on my vaca
tion, which I think is worth recording.
I had been tramping ail day in the
woods about Louis Lake and the little
sheets of water at that neighborhood in
the Adirondocks and had bagged noth
ing of any consequence. I was just
hungering for deer, and just as I
emerged from a bit of foreet on the edge
of one of these little lakes my eye fell
upon a fine stag drinking from the lake,
but opposite to me and fully half a mile
away.
It was tantalizing, for I am not a
half-mile shooter, and anyway, if I shot
the noble fellow, he would only dart back
into the woods to die and I would never
be able to find him. But I was desper
ate, and raising my rifle I “bimmed”
away at him.
The deer gave a bound at the report of
my weapon and darted into the
woods, white I set on my way around
the edge of the lake. I had not traveled
more than half a mile when I come upon
the dead body of my deer. Ho had run
a third of the distance round the lake
towards me before falling. I knew it
was my deer by the peculiarity of his
horns.—N. Y. .Evening World.
put off. Mr. Jaeger proposes now to get
.. a season ticket, good on all street rail-
homesick porter bowed to. Ap. American roa ds, and attach it to the dog’s collar,
witnessed the scene and, taking com pas- j tVtnt the nnima.1 may indulge his street
—Kansas City Times. | wgn-CBicago MaU. __
It TTas Mean.
Although there is no more true love,
there are still lovers’ quarrels, and sad
partings, and much irritation, and lying
awake and misery. And when these
quarrels come the man is just as mean
as the woman. They had quarreled,
and It was final. She demanded all her
preeenta back, and her letters and her
photographs. He sent them. Then she
wrote him a note, saying that he had kept
one little tender present she had made
him in the days when she thought he
was good and true and a gentleman,
with the “gentleman” underscored sev
eral times very heavily. It was a lock
of hair, and 8he could not naturally per
mit him to keep that. He sent it back
with a brief note: “It'doesn’t make any
difference whether I keep it or not. No
body would know it was yours. You
forget you were a dyed blonde when I
got it.”
“It was so mean,” she said, “because
my hair had only grown a few shades
darker lately.”—San Francisco Chron
icle.
Exasperating Occasions.
There are two times when a man thinks
a woman’s hat is too high. One is when
it is in front of him at the play, and tho
other is when it is his wife’s and he has
to pay for it.—Detroit Free Press.
adapted to
Traveler.
hot climates.—Arkansaw
A Disgosted Cat. Jx
In some way a cat found ita way Into
a cyclorama building a few days ago.
The man in charge attempted to cliasa
the trespassing feline through the door,
but the cat evidantly thought there was
a better way of escaping tlie rising tem
per of the irate man. It looked cau
tiously about, as if to avoid stepping on
the prostrate forms of heroes slain in
the battle. Finally its eyes caught sight
of a tree. A projecting limb bung
pretty low, and here the cat thought to
find a place of safety. It gave one leap,
and no doubt was the most disgusted oat
in Portland when it learned, by sad ex
perience, that the tree was on the can
vas. It picked itself up and slowly slunk
through the door, down the stairs and
out of the building.—Portland Ore
gonian.
Way to Equatorial Provinces.
The routes are two. The quicker 111
down the Red Sea to Suakim; thence by
caravan 240 miles to Berber; thence by
nuggar or steamer to Khartoum; thentie
1,010 mileB to Lado, also by water. A
very quick trip without delays would be
forty days. The other route is by river
500 miles to Assouan, six miles by rail
around the first cataract, 120 miles by
water to Korosko, nine days by caravan
to Abou Hammed, and thence by water
and caravan to Berber, and the rest of tho
journey as before. The- desert journey
from Korosko to Abou Hammed is a hard
oue, with water at but one place on the
route; but it is taken to cut off the great
bend of the Nile, which is full of rapids.
—Col. H. G. Prout in Scribner,
Oldest Newspaper in "the World.
The oldest newspaper in the world fa
The King Pau, or capital sheet, which is
published at Pekin, China. It first ap
peared in the year 911 and since 1812 has
not missed a single issue. For the first
few hundred years all the work on The
King Pau was done with brushes. At
present it prints three editions daily and
has a circulation of 14,000 copies.—St.
Louis Republic.
Youthful Affection.
“What does Charlie say in his letter,
Marie?”
“He’s going to California for two
years. Pm so glad!"
“Glad?”
“Why, yes. I can go to the theatre
with George without having to break off
my engagement with Charlie.”—Epoch.,