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VOL. 1
CLEVELAND, WHITE COUNTY. GEORGIA. FRIDAY MORNING, DECEMBER 2, 1892.
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NO. 48.
-THE-
North Georgia
Dahlonega, Georgia.
UNCONSCIOUS SERVICE*
“Th® bae”—-she ■lghod** ,, that haunts Iks
clover
Has nature’s errand to fulfil;
Tbs bird that skims tha asure over
Bears living seeds within his bills
"Without a pause his (light pursuing,
He drops them on a barren strain!,
And turns, unconscious of the doiug, A
The waste into a pasture land.
“I, craving service—willingly, choosing
To fling broadcast some golden graiu—
Can only sit iu silent musing
And weave my litanies of pain.”
U Sinking answer, softly kissel her*
“All nature's realm of bees and bird^-*
What is such ministry* my sistor,
Compared with your enchanted words?
, *The seed your weakened hand is sowing
May ripen to a harvest broad,
Which vet may help, without your know
ing,
To fill the granaries of Qodt' y
—Margaret J. fttoston, in Lipplncott,
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CLEVELAND, cl .
by uEt.RN fobbest oraves,
WO is that talking
in the hall?' 1 tartly
demanded Mrs. Jen
nifer, and little
Lucilla, running to
the door, to take a
bird’s-eye view of
matters through its
yawning crack, re
turned with tlio
satisfactory inform
ation :
“It’s Cousin Olivo, saying good-by to
Mr. Walbridgel"
Mrs. Jennifer contracted her showy
black eyebrows slightly.
“Is Kliso there, too?’*
“Why, no, mamma—don’t you re
member Eliso went but fora walk?"
Mrs. Jennifer said nothing more; but
to one used to the interpretation of
dumb show, a world of monning might
have been deciphered in the awift way
in which her needle flow in and out
of the cambric ruffle sho was hemming.
“Olive 1” she called, sweetly, as the
closing of tho front door gave notice
that tho visitor had at lost taken his de
parture; and by way of answer, a bright
faced young girl presented herself in the
door-way—a girl with shining browh
tresses tied with blue ribbon, sott brown
eyes, and afresh, blooming .complexion,
like the pink blossoms that clustor on
tho knhnia bushes in May. -
“Well, auatl” she said.
“I’ve been wanting to spoak to you
for some time, Olivo, dear—sit down,”
purred Mrs. Jennifer,. “Your uncle's
circumstunces ate' not what they were,
as 1 suppose you ore aware?”
“I did not know it," said Olive,
•lightly changing color.
When people aro quite dependent on
the bounty and good graces of others,
they are apt tp be slightl/ sensitive;—
“Ho has bean obliged to expend a
good .deal of“ v 2noney of late, and—1
knew yon wptfld be perfectly willing to
do all you could, if. yhu knew-his sttua-
my dear, that she 'is fatherless and
motherless 1” *
Mrs. Jennifer rollod up heroes santl.
moniously. ...
“I’ve always endeavored to not. a ma
ternal part toward; bijj,- Moses," sho
sighed. * ' 4
But not until" Olivo lilartin was safely
installed in Mrs. Pafl*nanV Work-room!)
did Mrs, Jennifer brj^thp ftecly,
“Sho was actually Muring Claronce
Walbrhlgo away fronfcsute under my
vory eyes and nosel" th^ffeht tho virtu
ous matron. "Clarence Walbridgo, \vtm
is tho heat parti in tow ft, W«J1, there's
no cud to the prctenjSjiw of thesq coim-
try-bfod gills. I wprtdeV what ho could
possibly have soon Htahot big eyosjmud
melancholy, pursed-ilp mouth 1 Bufcftow
Eliso will have a, fair chjin’fce, poor,
dear!” * m
And Miss Klise Jennifer was duly
posted in what she Plight* to do qnd say
Upon tlio occasion of Mr- '.Wklbridgo’s
next visit—a washed-out pink And wliito
beauty, with frookHd chejtks, flaxen
hair, frizzed into tho^rflilifudo of a yel-
low cloud, and very ted lips, which sho
was perpetually bltiujjfjto ptesrrve their
coral bloom I
“I’ll do my bC9tj
"but I never know,/
when 1 am with Mn
“Pshaw!" quoth
Btiro Olivo Martin
enough/’ ' »- _ *
“But Cousin Oliva kdows more than
I do," confessed innoSjint Elise.
Mr. Walbridgo cameths usual that eve
ning, and was simpqrlutpy ||elconied by
Eliso Jennifer, in a pet
dross, with a rose in lrj
hair and bluo knots fit "
wherever a bluo knot|
placed.
“Is your cousin at"
man asked; rather u:
Miss Eliso recollactei
“Oh, didn’t yoU
artlessly, “Olivo has
“Lott you?” echi
bridge, more disapp
to own to himself.
Elise lifted her 1}!
carpet, and tried to
pression of countem
“Of course I ci
know certainly, "she;
and I both lmd our a
I don’t know really
I*v6 reason to sUppi
away to be married
“To he married?’?!
“Some faithful
who knew her in tl
poor dear father dij
ma," said Elise,
Ho talk about.
tJeilflifor, ffyin
quid ' talk fast
had been relAftd to him by Mrs. Jonniftrt
and Miss Elise.
“It is false I” cried Olive, with span
kliilg eyes and reddened oheeks. “How
dared they invent such tales about racl
I left Undo Jennifer’s becauso my nunl
hinted to mo that my maintenance had
bceorrto a, burden, aud that I Ought to
support myself. I could not cat tho bit
ter broad of dependence, Mr. Walbrldgc.
And I do not know wlmt motive they
could possibly have had for giving buoU
a falso reason for my departure."
“I can guess 1” said Clarence Wal-
bridge, shrewdly, "But wo will loavo
that question for future discussion, Olivo.
Thoro is another ono which is of much
more present importance to mcl"
“What is it?” Olive innocently ask fH.
“Whether or not you will becomo my
wife?”
“Mr. Walbridgel"
“My own darling little Olivo 1 Rut
you need not speak. I know from ytiur
eyos that it is ‘yesl’”
And so ended probably tho first ooftvt-
ship that was over happily consummated
m Mrs, Parkman's show-rooms.
Mr. Jounifer was tho only niombcr of
tlio family who was really pleased at his
nieco’s good luck, matrimonially speak
ing. Elise and her mamma had sota#-
bow fallen into their own trap—nor wv»«
it a pleasant eeusation.
But Cupid protocts his own.— Nop
York Weekly.
BUDGET OF FUN.
HUMOROUS SKETCHES PROM
VARIOUS SOURCES.
Tho Sturtont—No Further llae for
Them — ordinary 1‘rudnnoe—
Might Fill the Bill — Wo
Live On It, Eto., Etc.
As sho sits at her window attempting to
study—
This shy little maiden of sweet sixteen—
The heroes describe 1 in tho battlos so
bloody,
As she sits at her window attempting to
Beat a rapni retreat while Ideas grow muddy,
Although naught on the street but a
youth can ue seen
As sho alts at her window attempting to
Btudy—
This shy little maldon of sweet sixtoen—
—Frank Leslie’s Weekly.
A POINTED SUGGESTION.
He—your voice has such a beautiful
ring to it I”
She—“Maybe; but my Huger hasn’t."
—Judge.
up
Weather Lore of the Sim.
Among tho people of all countries and
ages, says tho St. Louis Republlo, the
sun’s redness on rising or setting has
always been regarded as omnious. These
notions liavo furnished material for many
proverbs. An old English adago in
forms us that—
Hrod the situ begins his race,
Bo sure that rain Will fall dpaCSi
Even Christ alludes to the samo popu
lar Idea of tho sun’s color and its rela
tion to wot or dry weather, whoro he
jiqys' (Matthew xvi., 2, 3): “When it
a/evoniug, yo say, It will bo clear
rjbfliert for tho sky is rod. And injthe
cq'fllug, It will be foul weather to day!
Ifitho sky is red and loworing.” It
Ay Jjo remembered, too, how graph-
y,^Shakespeare putB forth this same
tori) in his “Venus and Adonis l"
'aYe l mdru. that ever yet betokened
hftkto the soameq, tempest to the Helds,
oivtn t in; spepUayjjL,woe unto tho^blpdfl,.
NO FURTHER USE FOB THEM.
• ‘Tho doctors have given MoJunkin
•
Poor follow I Is he os 111 ns that?"
“No; he has got well.”—Puck.
OBDINABY PBUDENOB.
“So you both lovo her, and have
quarreled, Shall you tight \yith pistols
or letters?"
“Pistols—lottors aro too dangerous.”
-Life.
“Indeed I” laughed tho clergyman,
amused at tlio little boy’s artlessuess;
“and what kind of pie, Bobby?"
"It's a new kind. Ma was talking
this morning about pa bringing you to
dinner so often, and pa said ho didn’t
care what sho thought, aud ma said sho'd
make him eat liumblo pie before the day
was over, an' I suppose we’re goia’ to
liavo it for dinuor.”—San Francisco
Wasp.
WHAT SHE THOUGHT OF BLIMUNB.
Slimkins was a creature who wore
trousers. Ho was rioh aud respectable.
Ho didn't have to earn his own living.
Ho was a butterfly of fashion. That’s
why trousora looked queer on him.
He went to tons. Ho novor lod a
german. He hadn’t tho capacity for
that. Ho did have tho capacity, though, _
for falling In love. As usual, in such
cases, he fell in love with n superior
girl. Dreams and dudes go by contra
ries. So did tho girl. She wouldn’t
have it n little bit.
'Wbatshalll do? what shall Ido?"
ho moaned.
“You might commit suicide heroic
ally, " she suggested, eoldly.
“But that would bo murder," he ex
claimed, horriflod.
“I think not," sho said, assuringly.
“Auy jury in tho country would call it
justifiable homioide without leaving tho
box."—Detroit Free Press.
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F. B. SUTTON, Manager.
visi
his
Mr. Walbrldge it*was JohnMfmithl"
Mrs. Jennifer looked b!*iik—but hope,
that “springs (Sternal , in the human
breast,” came to bejjt.SroUef, most for-
Sash, Doors and Blinds!
CLARK, BELL & CO.,
Manufacturers and Dealers in
Sash, Doors, Blinds,
Mouldings, Brackets.
aTTTMCHiES and. LUMBBH.
Also 8BWER and DRAIN PIPE. Prices as low as the lowest, Satisfaettoa
gmrantead.
CLARK, BELL & CO., Stainesvillw, Gta.
mantio, and we’re
“What is hfe
Mr. Walbrh
Elise hes
embraced tN
must say smj
swereds
“Mr. John I
At this momofl
all smiles.
' —'*af i imp bti
she said, bland
but of course 1
jggjjM
“Mr. Darcy t'’
“Yes, the young f
lion.” n
Elise turned the co
. she ,h4(J. riot pr<
_ burden. , . *' ‘ »I cate herself froi
f,»aunt,’* *burstAqut Oliva; -/‘I t gant a*Wf#to’
don’t understqqd you/ What aa^you -
meais? What is it that you wadt igo
do?” ’ •"
“Pray don’t speak so loud, OUvel"
remonstrated Mrs. Jennifer, wildly el
evating her eyebrows. “You are so
brusque—so startling. I was only goiug
to tell you that Mrs. Parkman mentioned
to mo yesterday that she wanted a now
hand, and that—”
Olive Martin bit her lip—tho hot color
"started up to her cheek.
“A dressmaker, aunt?”
“And why not?" calmly retorted Mrs.
Jennifer, “It is tho duty o! every young
woman to do something to earn an hon
est livelihood."
Olivo thought of her Cousin Elise,
white handed and elegant, who did not
even make her own bed or dust her own
room; sho remembered tho two damsels
whose business it was to wait upon Mrs.
Jennifer and her younger daughters.
Sho knew that although her own father
had died in wretchedly destitute circum
stances, yet tho time had been when ho
helped Mr. Jennifer in such a manner
that the latter had solemnly promised
never to forget tho benefits rendered to
him; and she also knew that upon that
father’s deathbed, Mose3 Jennifer had
resolved to take his place toward his or
phaned child, so long as they both
should live.
“Does my undo know of this?” she
asked, suddenly lifting lie frank brown
eyes to tho crafty face of the matron.
“Certainly 1" calmly lied Mrs. Jenni
fer, without so much as a couscience-
etricken blush.
“Then it is settled,” said Olive, with
a certain gasp in her throat. “I will
be a dressmaker 1”
“Iff this really and actually your wish,
my dear?” asked kind Moses Jennifer,
when Olive told him of her determina
tion that evening.
“Is it not yours, uncle?”
Hr. Jennifer looked up with a little
Btartled glanco as the question was asked,
“My wish is for whatever will make
you feel happy, child 1" Moses answered,
for in his secret heart he believed that
Olive Martin was not content in his fam
ily, and deeply regretted the circum
stance.
After Olivo had left tho room he
turned to liis wife.
“She doesn’t seem so crazy after the
idea as you gave me to suppose, Marga
ret!" he said.
“You can’t always judge by her man
ner, Moses,” answered the subtle wife,
who would have deluded tho serpents
own self had she been iu Mother Eve’s
place in Paradise. “I am sorry to be
obliged to say so, but I do think she is
a little inclined to be deceitful!”
“Poor child, poor child!" muttered
Mobes Jennifer. “We must remember,
bluntly ask
oo had/ not
knew, she
jlj ,an-
HE IfNEW SHE SUFFEBED.
“My wifo is very slok, doctor."
“Is she suffering much?"
“Suffering? Well, I should say so.
Why, sho has suob a bad cold she can’t
talk."—Life.
MIGHT FILL THE BILL.
Lady—“I want a dog that will look
tenibly florco but won’t ever bito."
Dealer (meditatively)—"I guess you’d
botlqr get an iron one, mum."—New
York Weekly.
ious as a red ;
Ifeti
light,’
poputai
i common
quot-
Wm
to .extrl-
of misrepreq"
had fallen, add
laid all ffceso
erb in
wr.
that
ot> tba
i stable
. ssaysl
i-morrow.’ ”
jiettrt gives us
(Afferent wordw
BBW0ND EVEN A BISHOP’S P0WE1%_,
Bhe—"So tlio Bishop has juaue
Ohofly Dudekin and Mabel man And
utter ■;*//; ■ 4.
-“Well, Mabel la cftnaiaiy Mrs,
'
jM:
day,
/80.
Mis* Flyppent
HOW HE WAS KILLED.
It was late in tho night. Tho police
reporter was the only man on duty iu
tho office, aud, thinking that his work
was over for the night, ho had just
coiled himself up on tho desk for a nap.
He was at the point of dropping off into
a dozo whon there was a ring at the tele
phone.
Springing to his feet, tho police re
porter sojjgd tlio bell crank, gave an
unsweringffrug and yelled "hello,” in an
enorgctic voice.
“Hello," came the reply, “have you
heard of the man who was killed on tho
West Side, just about midnight, on an
olooLric
“No; how was ho killed?" asked tho
reporter, with eager cxpoctaucf iu his
every way.
“He waapickiug electric currents oil
the w.ffl'vr^Same the reply, and tlio re-
portei hiitffd a derisive yellmis-thailab a.-
score .SLilftfjjlf! wj|re ■ atthisC
camfitnre. /•J&Agffofkr ' r
mmm
hlL.dis'-
lderkin-t-“I was born on Juno
1"—Pack.
“Old Btylo or
tunately.
“Oh, I don’t belfefe ho noticed it,”
said she. “Dartyiwi better name than
Smith—wo’U stick#- Darcy for tho fu
ture, my lovel”
Aud Olarence Walbridgo, who had
somehow ullowcd himself to becomo
strangely interested in Miss Martin’s
blooming face and lovely, pleading eyes,
went straight to Jennifer’s law
office. ‘
“He, at least, cair speak tho truth,”
he thought, “which is move than one
can venture to assent of Mrs. Jennifer
and tlio fair Eliso.”
“Walbridgo camo to my office this
afternoon," said Moses, bluuta. ll ^ din
ner, as he plunged Ms ciUuring fork into
the juicy depths oltaffli$j|6iu of beef.
"Ho asked mo whe^ Olive Martin bad
gone. Do you kn<5t’, wife, I believo he
really is interested i tho little thing,
and it would bo a flfst rate thing for her,
for —’’
“What did yoif tell him?” breath
lessly interrupted MJennifer, pausing
in her occupation ofMiroparing tho dress
ing for a plate of lqptcr.
“Why, 1 snid she’d gono to learn
dressmaking at Mrs. Parkman’s, to be
sure. What should I tell him?”
“Oh, Moses!" groaned Mrs. Jcnnifor.
“Oh, papal” shrieked Elise.
Honest Moses stared helplessly from
one to tho other.
“Wiiat do you both mean?” ho de
manded. “What have I done?”
But he could get no satisfactory infor
mation from either of tho ladies.
Olive Martin was busy over the puff
ings of a bluo Batin skirt, when Mrs.
Parkman came into tho room.
“A gentleman to see Misb Martin,"
said she, primly. “As a general thing,
it is against my rule to allow my young
ladies to receive company pertaining to
the other sex, but—”
But Olive escaped from tho room be
fore the lecture was lmlf over, to see
Clarenco Walbridgo in the shop without.
“Well, Olive,” ho said, gayly, as he
took both her hands in his, “you Bee 1
have found you out 1"
“Found me out?" Bhe repeated, blush
ing very much, and looking radiantly
pretty.
“Toll me honestly, Olivo 1" he pursued,
“is it John Smith or Mr. Darcy?”
“I don’t know what you meant”
And he explained to her the story that
.ue weary sun hath made a golden set,
And by tho bright 'track ot his fiery oar,
Gives token of a goodly day to-inorrow.
Indeed, there are numerous proverbs
on this subject, all to the samo purpose,
an ancient Scotch r|f^o beinj||8 fol-
The evoulng re I amlflffe mini lag gray
Is a sign of ft bright and cheery day;
Evening gray and morning red—
Put on your hat or you’ll wot your head
M Preserving RopM.
In order to insure more safety in ropes
used for scaffolding purposes, particu
larly in localities whore tho atmosphere
is destructive of hemp fiber, such ropes
should bo dipped when dry into a bath
containing twenty grains of sulphate of
copper per liter ol water, and kept in
soak in this solution some four days, af
terward being dried. The ropes will
thus have absorbed a certain quantity of
sulphate of copper, which will preserve
them for some time both from the at
tacks of animal parasites and from rot.
The copper salt may bo fixed in the
fiber by a coating of tar or by soapy
water, and in order to do this it may be
passed through a bath of boiled tar, hot,
drawing it through a thimble to press
back tho excess of tar and suspending it
afterward on u staging to dry and hard
en. In a second method tho rope is
soaked in a solution of 100 grains of
soap per liter of water.--English Me
chanic.
WB LIVE ON i& ; M
Johnnie—“Do you think it 'true,
Uncle George, that every one oata'a peck
of dirt in bis Ufo time?”
Uncle George—‘‘A pqok? , Why, that
doesn’t begin to'estimato it. Wo really
live on earth, don’-t wo?"—Giteottp.
AT A SANITARIUM.
Pllkins—“I don’t see why you charge
me six dollars a day when you charge
others only four dollars.”
Hotelkeeper—“Our medical adviser
tells mo your respiration is twenty-five
pei cent, above the normal. We don’t
give air like ours away.”—Puck.
COULDN’T TELL A LIB.
“Just throw me half a dozen of the
biggest of those trout,” said a citizen to
the fish-dealer.
“Throw them?" queried tho dealer.
“Yes, and then I’ll go home and tell
my wife that I caught ’em. I may be a
poor fisherman, but I’m no liar."
NOVEL CONSOLATION.
Policeman—“Mr. Smartie, I have
some bad news for you. Your store was
burglanxed last night aud tho thieves
carried off everything.”
Smartie—“Is that so? But ain’t I
lucky I It was only yesterday that I
marked down my goods twenty-five per
oent.”—Boston Transcript.
TRw^ffW«rjl|Wn-mouthea atj
customer, oridSnlly uftdor the' impress
sion a Ujjjatlo, waa »ddressift% - him.
“Thiels a milk shop,” said the dairy,
man in ffh emphatic tone.
“Come outside,” answered 'Mr. Toolo
in % sepulchral voice, and taking the
man by the arm he led him to the door
mid pointed upwards to the sign. “I’D
iKh a boy and girl,” repeated the
hutitejStoidHth not the ghoBt of’a smile*
“Rea* what your notice stit'e3:. , *J'ainf-
lies supplied In auv quaotHh? "j-London
Tit-Bits.
«P
ED. .
lfow Itannet is Prepared.
Rennet is the dried stomach of a milk
led calf. Tho stomach used is that in
which the milk is found. It is emptied
of tho milk and filled with salt and
iiung up for a week, when the salt is
shaken out and it is stretched ovor a
bvAiffig to keep it spread. It is then
Uudguj) to dry, and should bo kept in a
paper bus; to preserve it from tho flies
and beetles that might spoil it. For use,
a piece two inches square is taken for
100 pounds of milk aud steopod in warm
water for a few hours, a handful of salt
being added. Ortho stomachs may be
steeped iu brine after boiag salted, and
after some days’ steeping the liquid is
strained off and bottled for uso.—New
York Times.
fruoalitv.
The Lady in the Restaurant—“How
much is the charge for roast beef with
potatoes?”
Walter—“Twenty-five cents."
The Lady—“And for bread and butter
and pickles?”
Waiter—“They're thrown in."
The Lady—“Well, let me have some
bread and butter and pickles.”—Chicago
News Record.
Liberian Coffee.
Tho Liberian coffee is a species of
comparatively recent introduction to
commerce; it is a native of Africa, culti-
vated and grown in Liberia. Tho plant
is ol larger and stronger growth than
the Arabian coffee plant, and the fruit is
larger. It has been reported as being
more prolific than the ordinary coffee
plant, but according to Mr. Saunders, of
tho Department of Agriculture, the
statement has not been borne out in
Brazil and Mexico, where it has been
tested. It is also more tender than the
older known species.—New York World.
DIBCONOEHTED him.
“Oh, dear I Oh, dear!" she moaned,
“whatever shall I do."
“What’s the matter?" asked her
mother.
“G-g-g-George."
“Well, what about George?"
“He’s gone."
“Why?"
“He was t-t-trying to propose to me
and I-I hiccoughod 1”—Washington Star.
HE HAD ALREADY REGISTERED
Mr. Smith, as an English traveler, ar
rived one evening at a hotel in Austria.
On the way he had picked up a smart
German and hired him as his servant.
Iu Austria every one staying at a hotel is
obliged to register his name and occu
pation in a book which is kept for po
lice examination, so Mr. Smith told his
servant Fritz to bring this book for him
to write his name.
I have already roistered, milor’,"
said Fritz, “as an English gentleman of
indopendent means.”
"But I’ve nover told you my name, so
how do you know what it is?”
‘I copied it from milor’s portman
teau,” answered Fritz.
“Why, it isn’t on my portminteau,"
cried Mr. Smith; “bring tho book and
let me see what you have put down.”
The book was brought, and Mr.
Smith, to his amusement, discovered that
his clever servant had described him as:
“Monsieur Warranted Solid Leather/’
—Gripsack.
Snake Eats Snake.
While walking over a dry mesa in
Arizona, I noticed a small snaker slowly
crawling to the shelter of a mesquit
bush. On capturing it I found it to be
of a very dark olive-green color, in large
square patterns, the lines botween the
pads being of lighter green; underneath,
white, with very dark-green blotches.
Its head was very dark green and rather
small; it had small fangs. The length
of the snake was nineteen inches. No
ticing that the body seemed much dis
tended, I opened it, and found nicely
packed away inside, the body of an or
dinary brown-striped "gross snake,” as
we call them here, twontv-two inches
long. This green snake may be a new
' species of snake-eating serpent. The
grass snake is very swift, and I am puz
zled to know how tho green snake
caught it; it was swallowed head first.
—New York Dispatch.
MAKING CERTAIN.
A few years ago the native station-
master of an out-of-the-way Indian rail
way station was suddenly attaoked by a
tiger, made bold through hunger.
The startled assistant immediately
rushed to th« telegraph office and svired
to the European statioumsstcr at the
next place on the line as follows:
“Tiger on platform eating station-
master; please wire instructions.”—Tit-
Bits.
GASTRONOMIC ITEM.
“We are going to have pie for dinner,'
■aid Bobby to the minister.
The Way Thoy Wash in Japan.
Washing was and is still done in Japan
by getting into a boat and letting the
garment drag after the boat by a long
string. It is an economical habit of
traveling Japs to get a large amount of
washing thus accomplished by a steam
boat excursion, and has given rise to tha
story that they travel to wash up once a
your. They have no instruct for laun-
d.^- work, like the Chinese, and think
it complete when the soap is iu the gar
ment, and will not wring it out. Salt
water washes to their taste just as well
as fretli.—New York Advertiser.