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Jack Turner looked gloomily out of the window, his handsome face disfig ured by a scowl. "It’s always so. Just as sure as I have a chance for a good time, some obstacle arises to prevent it. Howard hg£ a pass for me, and my trip south wouldn’t cost me a cent, if only I had something decent to wear." Mrs. Turner dropped her work and sighed. “It does seem hard, Jack, but 1 real ly don’t see how to help it. If we should buy you a summer suit now you’d have to wear your old suit again next winter, you know,” she said plain tively. “Oh, I known that well enough, mother, so it isn’t worth while talk ing about it. It seems to me I’ve heard of nothing but poverty all my life. We’re so poor. Job's turkey wouldn’t associate with us,” he said, savagely, then stalked from the room with the air of a martyr. His sister Doris went on darning steadily for awhile. “I’m ever so sorry for poor Jack,” she said ajt last, a suspicion of tears In her voice. '‘l wish I could help him some way. but I’m afraid I can’t manufacture a suit of clothes for him. I really do believe .1 could make him a coat and vest, though, if only I had ■UiS- material You know' I am an ex pert maker o*f pockets and buttonholes, and 'you often say my pressing is equal to a tailor’s.” Mrs. Turner’s face brightened. “Yes, ydu are splendid at that kind of thing, Doris. I think it is a gift; or perhaps it is only a delicate touch, a true eye, and unlimited patience. Whatever the quality may be, I know I do not possess it. Jack would never wear a coat made by his mother,” and she laughed softly at the idea "Suppose he had a coat and vest, mother, has ho any trousers fit to wear south?" Doris. IV*“Yqs; thpse dark gray ones could be sponged and pressed till they’d look as good as new.” Doris put down her darning, ran up stairs and returned in a moment with the full skirt of a black gown on her arm. Her face was radiant. “Jack can go, mother. I can get a coat aud vest out of this gown, vNth careful cutting. The material is love ly. silk and wool, even finer than is ordinarily used for gentlemen. My big brother will be quite a swell in it,’’ she said, merrily. “Why, Doris, you surely don’t intend to use that good gown in that way? It is the only decent one you have for cool days,” remonstrated Mrs. Tur ner. Indeed I do. mother. I can wear roy old brilliantine by freshening it uc with anew facing and ribbons, and deai old Jack shall have his outing.” “But Jack will not allow you t> sacrifice your best dress for him, Do ris.” ' Jack will know nothing about it. I can easily find out his measures, and I know where I can get good patterns. If he asks questions, I’ll evade them so skilfully he’ll think we’ve had a sudden streak of good luck,” the girl said, gayly. "But it doesn’t seem fair, Doris. If Jack would give up smoking, he could soon save money enough to buy his clothes himself,” Mrs. Turner protest ed. “Now, mother dear, don’t you fret about your daughter. I'll have such jolly times, and chatter and beam and smile upon people so broadly that they’ll forget to notice my shabby at tire. Of course, Jack ought to be ashamed of himself for wasting money on such an expensive and filthy habit; but I hope yet to some day coax him to stop it” And full of her generous purpose, Doris tripped up stairs to begin her loving work. Soon afterward, Mrs. Turner went into the kitchen to see about dinner, utterly unconscious that her guest, Howard Halliday, was lying upon the couch in the parlor, where he had gone an hour before with a severe head ache. He certainly had not intended listening; but it had happened so quickly he had not had time to make his presence know-n. He was not very penitent. He felt there could be no harm in reading another page in a sweet, unselfish life. He had begun his acquaintance with Doris by being amused at her quaint, old-fashioned sincerity; and he had not been in the house six hours as Jack's guest, before the young lady gave his a surprise that made him very nearly angry. It was just, after tea, and they had adjourned to the broad porch to enjoy the lovely sunset. He had pulled out his cigar case, and with an air of easy assurance turned to Doris “You have no objection to my smok ing?” “Indeed I have. I hate ’tobacco smoke, and even if I did not I should object on principle.” For once in his life Howard’s grace of manner forsook him, and he thrust his cigar back into its case as awk wardly as a schoolboy, his face crim son. Doris sat demurely swaying back and forth in her light rocker, one pretty, rounded arm upraised, toying with a spray of honeysuckle. Appar ently unconscious that she had said or done anything out of the ordinary, she smiled in a friendly manner Into the gentleman’s clouded face. ‘ Ton are the first youug lady I ever JACK’S COAT. bt i.at ra j. kittennoi;sk. mot who objected to the odor of a fine cigar,” he suid, half rebukingly. “I am the only one who has been courageous enough to tell you so; or, perhaps it would please you better to say I am the only one selfish enough to deprive you of such pleasure. But I’ll warrant many a lady has been forced to tel! you a polite lie rather than make herself disagreeable by telling the truth,” she said good na tun dly. “So you do not tell untruths for the sake of being pleasant, it seems,” Mr. Halliday said, interrogatively, a tinge of sarcasm in his voice. “Not when a principle is Involved. I claim that the use of tobacco in any form is unwholesome, unclean, selfish and extravagant, so of course I can not sanction smoking, even though the cigars may be of the finest.” “Ob, I see you are one of the ad vanced thinkers, or ‘reform’ women, who are slashing right and left at the small vices of the sterner sex. You wish men to be little les3 than angels, lacking physical force and manly in dependence,” he replied hotly. “I belong to the class who believe men should be as free from vices as women, good, pure and true; of the finest physical development, and brave enough to resist temptation, no matter in wiftt guise it may come,” she saiu 1 quietly. A rather heated argument followed, in wijich Mr. Halliday felt himself de cidedly worsted. To cover his defeat he gladly accepted Jack’s Invitation to call on his “best girl.” That tilt of words was by no means the last, nor was jt the last in which Mr. Hailiday left the battlefield inglo riously. It must he confessed his self approbation was often hurt, and that in thinking over their discussions af terward Howard frequently assured himself that he barely escaped dis liking his friend's sister. That wo men should hold “opinions’ at all seemed unwomanly to him; and to be defeated by one was almost unpardon able. Yet, aside from this unpleasant feature, little Doris seemed one of the most unselfish and lovable girls he had over met. He felt sure his stately mother would approve of her, and the thought sent a queer little spasm of pleasure through his hitherto invul nerable heart. It was just like her to sacrifice her best dress to give Jack an outing. He hadnt much faith in the result, though, and he laughed to himself as he though of stylish Jack in a badly fitting, badly made coat. His first impulse was to tell Jack in time to prevent the worse than use less sacrifice; but that would he be traying a secret not intended for his ears, so he could only be silent and await developments. For the next three or four days Do ris was scarcely visible, exceptatmeal time. Jack stormed because she did not give more time to their guest. It was “just like a girl’s vanity,” he said, “to care more for stitching away on an old machine, making finery, than to care for the comfort and happiness of two forlorn men.” And Howard, watching the sensitive face flushing under the unjust accusations, thought her the sweetest and loveliest of wo men. At last, one afternoon, as Jack and Howard were lounging on the porCh, Doris came tripping demurely up the street, carrying a neat package. Her eyes shone with a light that fairly daz zled Mr. Halliday, and in a moment he comprehended her plan. He arose as she came up, and offered her a chair, but she shook her head playfully, and passed on into the sitting room. Pres ently she called Jack. He got up lazily and went in. How ard longed to follow, but d-ared not He expected every moment to hear Jack's voice in angry derision. In stead that young man soon appeared with a beaming face, his fine figure adorned with a well fitted and beauti fully made coat. g “I tell you. Howard, there's nothing like having the right kind of women folks. Mine have trigged me out iu these handsome new duds, and I'm happier than the winning captain of a football team. 1 can go home now with you. 1 only refused before bee eause 1 hadn't anything fit to wear in your warm climate, and I was too poor to buy anything. Uncle Walter only allows me income enough to bai*e ly squeeze through college, and Doris' teaching scarcely furnishes mother and herself with tne necessities.” Jack paused, and Howard, feeling like a hypocrite, cudgelled his brain for something to say. “Deris and mother are wonderful women, anyhow. Doris has a knack of making the commonest things look dainty and artistic, and mother —why mother can easily evolve something out of nothing. I’m sure now they must have pinched themselves awful ly to buy these nice things, unless Doris has sold one of her pretty water colors, as she does sometimes. It must be that, for Doris declares she hasn’t taken a dollar from the family treasury. Its just like her, bless her generous heart! Anyhow, I’ll not wor ry her asking questions, for I know ebe's as happy over it as I am. Have a cigar?” extending a finely flavored one to Mr. Halliday. That gentleman declined, almost rudely. “I’ve concluded not to smoke any more. Your sister Is right. The use of tobacco makes a man blind and self ish.” He was half angry with Jack for ac cepting so unquestioning!/ the sacri THE WEEKLY NEWS, CARTERSVILLE, GA. i rtce Doris had made, and lie kept thinking how soon Jack might have saved money enough to buy his own clothes, had he been half as self-deny ing as hfs sister. Jack looked at him in astonishment “Will wonders never cease. To think I of your giving up smoking is a stun j ner! Next thing you’ll sign the total | abstinence pledge, and fit yourself for j a church deacon. Doris will be de | lighted,” he said, between puffs. “Don't tell her; I want to tell her myself. And, Jack, if you were half ! the man you ought to be, you’d stop smoking yourself and save your money to buy the things you need. I swear I’d be ashamed to let a little, delicate girl help clothe me,” Howard said in dignantly. Jack’s sunburned face took on <v bright red. “You’re confoundedly polite In your way of pulling things,” lie said, giving his cigar a petulant fling that landed it in the rosebed, “and you’ve grown virtuous very suddenly, It seems to me.” Then there was a long silence, brok en by Jack. “Thank you, Howard. You’re right. I’ve been a selfish beast to let mother and Doris spoil me so. And if you. who can so well afford it, can quit smoking, I will, too.” “If ydu come down to facts, I guess it is as Doris says; we can none of us afford it, not even if our pocketbooks are overflowing. We caunot afford to risk the many evil physical results likely to follow, and to be repeated in future generations, to say nothing of poisoning the air for others who detest the odor,” Howard said, gravely. “You talk as if Doris were dictat ing,” said Jack, lightly. “As she is, in a measure. I’m such an egotistical prig that I have lacked the courage and grace to acknowledge how much her arguments have affect ed me. I think 1 shall be brave enough to tell her before 1 go,” Mr. Halliday continued, frailly. Jack was silent. Brotherly intui tion had suddenly opened his eyes. “And if you think there is the least hope for me, I’ve something else to tell her before I meet my mother. I know I’m not half good enough for her, but I Intend to grow better, and” —Howard stopped abruptly, nervous ness making his voice husky. Jack grasped his hand and squeezed it till it ached. “No. you're not good enough for her, ■old fellow, no man is; but if she loves you as ■well as I do, she'll take you.” That evening Doris and Mr. Halli dayr sat on the porch in the starlight, having reached a perfect understand ins. “I think I commenced loving you be cause you wore so frank and outspok en, so unlike the conventional society girls I bad grown so tired or; nut the thing that showed me my heart nothing else could have done was Jack’s coat.” “Jack’s coat!” Doris exclaimed, in astonishment. “Whoever heard of anything so absurd?” Then she turned upon him quickly. “Howard—you didn’t—you don’t know ! ” “Yes. I do, too. 1 heard you talking it over with your mother, you dear, generous little girl!” “Aren't you ashamed of yourself?” she asked, trying to disengage her hand. “Not a hit. It was the last little link to fetter my heart to yours for ever,’’ holding the struggling hands firmly upon his breast. “Y’ou won’t tell Jack? Please do not. It would spoil his whole trip south to know he was wearing his sis ter's dress.” “I promise not to tell till the day be starts home. He’ll be a better man for knowing it then. Your unselfish act w ill make it easier for him to re sist small vices and extravagances in college next year. Besides, my own character has been improved, and my life made one of perfect happiness by reading your beautiful soul through the medium of Jack’s coat.” —Waverley Magazine. Aii American on Knglinli Trail®. Mr. Chalmers Roberts, who Is in England for The World’s Work, writes of English trade conditions as seen by an American and tells this story of the conservatism and desire for the well known and tried article on the other side of the Atlantic. An American commercial traveler had built up quite a trade in a cer tain kind of fountain pens, a sort of middle class article more or less out of date in the United States. For this very reason it was once impossible to fill an order for 500 pens from one of his oldest and best customers. Rather than lose the custom he arranged that a much better and more modern pen should be shipped in place of the kind ordered. Judge of his surprise when the dealer refused to accept them. “They are much better, sir, in every way. and it is only by a great reduc tion in the price that you get them at the cost of the old ones.” “That may ail be true,” said Mr. Bull, “but they are not the kind I ordered nor what my customers ask for. I sell what they want, and am not in the educating business.” The pens had to be sent back to America. A Country of Strangrr*. Switzerland, as the following statis tics will show, is essentially a coun try cultivating one industry—visitors, writes a I>ausanne correspondent. In Zurich there are no fewer than 70.652 foreigners, and at Basle their number amounts to $13,139. In the cantons of Vaud and Tessin more than 30,000 strangers are living in each canton. Geneva *lso is well up to the fore with 53,885 aliens within her borders. Switzerland, with a population of about 3,500.000, luis no fewer than 380,000 foreigners In her midst. BIG FORTUNE IN REFUSE THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS THROWN AWAY IN NEW YORK WASTE. facts (ilaatiad from an F.iperimcnt Made by the < ity Authorities in faring for I'apor, ICag* ami Junk old fdioea Make a Very Prominent Showing;. There is a fortune thrown av/ay an nually in the waste of New Y’ork city, writes a correspondent of the Philadel phia Record. The poor of Paris could be well housed, fed and clothed with the proceeds from the waste of this city. This statement is not based on | mere supposition, but upon facts gleaned from an experiment which was tried by the city authorities last year in caring for a certain portion of the city’s waste. For a period of 12 months the refuse and waste gathered from street clean ing districts Nos. 12, 14 and 16 was de livered at a special station, where it was carefully separated into its con stituent parts and such as could be utilized for any good purpose was sold for what it would bring and the bal ance was destroyed. The area cov ered included a population, according to the census returns, of 116,525. Ev ery class of house, shop, store and a few factories are to be found within the districts, so that the results of the year’s work would form a fair ba sis for estimating the value of the waste of the whole city. During the year 12,947 loads of sep arated refuse from carts holding four cubic yards, weighing 900 per load, or, in the aggregate 5826 tons, was burned as useless, and from 5 to 8 percent was worthless, while about 37 percent was marketable. The matter reserved for sale contains 3,058,616 pounds of paper, which was classified as follows; Manila paper, 471,385 pounds; news, 803,301; mixed, 442,866; straw board, 587,208; mixed wrapping, 635,136; books, 18,620. There was a total of 576,812 pounds of rags, classified as follows: Woolen, 18,617; white, 41,450; mixed, 116,550; black, 195,825; bagging, 48,055; twine, 21,070; softback carpet, 18,795; hard back carpet, 79,820; wool carpet, 3915; linsey carpet, 7180; old coats, 20,945; stockings, 4590. Among other articles there were found 80,840 pounds of old iron; 494 pounds of copper, 2090 pouads of zinc, 1607 pounds of brass, 303 pounds of lead, 9769 pounds of old rubber, 36,160 pounds of old shoes, 400 pounds of hair cloth, 765 pounds of curled hair, 2100 old hats, 12 loads of tin cans, 40 mat tresses, 2890 barrels and 29,205 pro prietary bottles. Beside all this, it must be remembered there was an im mense amount of matter of all classes gathered by the countless number of rag and garbage collectors who do a business independent of the city tb partment. Taking these figures as haGs for estimating the amount of T‘<f >■■■■ col lected from the boro igos of Manhat tan and Bronx for this year, at the same time allowing for the natural in crease, it would amount to 112,000 tons for 12 month::. About 32 percent, or 35,840 tons, represents the paper and rags. It is interesting to note that the daily newspapers in New York con sume 350 tons of paper per clay, of which, it is estimated, one-half re mains in the city and is no sent into circulation through the mails. This one-half will amount to 63,870 tons during the year. To this vast paper hcapSnust be added the immense stack of printed matter, such as circulars, posters, advertising letters, etc., and the refuse from the weekly and month ly publications. About one-half of this vast total of waste paper finds its way back to the manufacturer through private chan nels while much of it is consumed in the furnaces of office buildings, insti tutions, and the like, with most un satisfactory results. For example, the federal authorities in their building down town undertake to destroy large quantities of paper, and owing to the fierce draft due to the tall chimneys and the poor combustion, half-burnt paper is distributed impartially over the neighborhood. For weeks together last summer the atmosphere of a sec tion, including parts of Broad, Wall and Exchange street was, at certain hours, loaded with floating ashes and half-burned scraps of paper, and on several days in particular the walks and pavements in the vicinity of the custom house were literally carpeted with charred fragments of burned gov ernment records. These crude methods of disposing of this particular kind of waste are bound to become a thing of the past very soon, for steps are now under way whereby a modernized destructor, one which is patterned after an English destructor, will be installed before the year is out. But it is not the intention of the authorities to burn all the waste paper. It will be utilized in two ways; First, by the sorting and saving of that which is marketable. While the worth cf clean paper and rags depends upon the demand and the price upon the market quotations, yet the records of the past few years show the average would be about $8 per ton the season through for a good quality of stock, and the poorest quality about 56. Assuming the above figures to be correct and taking into consideration the fact that the waste would be dis posed of at a much less cost per ton than by the present system, more than $300,000 would be saved to the city in this item alone. But after disposing of the salable part of the rags and paper there re mains the combustible part to get rid of, which, by following the practice of foreign cities, can be disposed of at a profit by converting the heat ob tained from the combustion into horse power. This forms the second method df utilizing the waste paper, rags and ‘ other combustible waste. Of the grand | total of rubbish collected about 50 per : cent is good only for combustion, and | is, therefore, to be used as fuel. It has been demonstrated that this class of garbage, in the modernized furnace for its combustion and for utilizing the heat units for the creation of steam, has in it one-tenth the value of coal. This means that New York city towed out to sea last year more than 5600 tons of coal, which had a money value of $35,000. This rubbish was worse than wasted, for after being dumped into the sea it was blown, drifted and tossed about by wind, tide and waves, much of it landing on the shores and beaches of the health resorts, there to become a nuisance and menace to hu manity. WHEN PERIL COMES. Sudden amt Eitreme Uimuer tlie Teat of True Courage. It is when the unexpected happens that fatalism proves how fatal a prop it is, after all, for human courage. The soldier or the sailor can say to himself, when he knows that he must take a supreme risk in battle or in a storm: “I am powerless against the fate which was decreed for me from the beginning of the world. If my time has come I cannot help it; if not, all the forces of earth and sky and ocean cannot prevail to harm me.” But when, without an instant’s warn ing. a rock crashes through the ship’s bottom and the waters rush into the gap; when confusion seizes the entire company aboard; when the fog is too thick for the captain to be seen, or the roar of the sea drowns the sound of his orders, anew test is applied. Then it is that the courage which rests on nothing firmer than a negation gives way, and in his greed to save his own life the stoic becomes as a madman. There have been steamship disasters in which men of humble station, of all colors and faiths, have shown the fin est quality of heroism; and there have been those in which the common sail ors, all whites and Europeans, have earned eternal disgrace by their cow ardice. The point we are making is not that it is possible to draw a hard and fast line between one religion and another, or one race and another, in the matter cf bravery; but that the affirmative sense of respon sibility for one’s own acts, of the dif ference between right and wrong, be tween nobility and ignominy, and of the grandeur of duty well done at the sacrifice of self, is a far surer depend ence in the presence of sudden peril than all the stoical philosophers ever worked out by the mind of man. — Washington Post. QUAINT AND CURIOUS. An owl was shot 409 miles out at sea by the captain of the British steamship Ethelreda. No other case is on record of a land bird having flown so far from shore. A wonderful cavern, rivaling in beau ty and natural phenomena, if not in size, the famous Mammoth cave of Kentucky, has just been discovered across the Juniata river from Maple ton, Pa. A manufacturer at Sheffield, Eng., who has had trouble with the postoffice about registering his mail packages is taking his revenge by sending 200 em loyes daily to the postoffice to buy penny stamps. Each employe is dec orated with read tape and is provided with a sovereign’s worth of coppers with which he buys one stamp at a time. During the trial before a French court between two partners of an important corset firm the debate revealed that one of the principal branches of their manufactures was men’s corsets. The judge, having demanded an explana tion, it was sworn that more than 18,000 corsets were made yearly for Frechmen and 3000 were shipped to England, principally for army officers. German officers created also quite a de mand till a rival Berlin firm offered a cheaper article. Mrs. Archibald Rankin, aged 65 years, living near Sharon, Pa., was re cently paralyzed by a bolt of lightning. So many times has she been injured in this manner that she is known as the “human magnet.” Several years ago she was struck by lightning and ever since then her whole system has been charged like a galvanic battery. She is so sensitive to electrical disturb ances that she. sleeps in a bed upon the legs of which are glass insulators. She also sits in an insulated chair. When the air is heavily charged with elec tricity her flesh tingles and gives her great distress. Lightning striking within a half mile of the house invari ably shocks her. There are no points in Europe where the cold records of America are eclipsed, but in Asia our lowest rec ords are thrown completely in the shade. Siberia has the coldest weather known anywhere in the world. At Werchojansk. Siberia. 90.4 degrees be low zero was observed in January, 1888, which gets away below anything ever known in the world before or since. At that point the average tem perature for January is nearly 64 de grees below. This town is situated at an elevation of 330 feet above the level of the sea and during the entire winter the weather is nearly alwavs calm and clear. Perhaps the majority of people suppose that the coldest weather in the world is at the North Pole, but reliable observations made by explor ers disprove this theory completely. No pins were made until 1811—$1 a paper. THE OPTIMI37. When I am in the dentist’s chair I do not raise a fuss; 1 thank my lucky stars I'm not A hippopotamus. \\ hen baggagemen destroy my trims i do not rave and rant. But mentally say I’m alad I’m not an elephant. When my new shoes are hard and tLle And painfully impede '’ *• Mv walk, 1 smile and think, ” Tis well I m not a centipede.” HUMOROUS. Wigwag—He calls hamself a martyr to love. Henpeck—How can he be when he Isn’t married? Little Willie—Why do fhey call the wrinkl- s in people’s faces crows’ feet? Little Ethel —Oh, just caws. Sillicus—Youngpop says his little girl is only 3 years old and plays the pir.no. Cynicus—Oh, well, maybe she’ll outgrow it. “It’s hard,” said the menagerie lion. “What’s hard?” asked the kangaroo “To be starved when I’m alive ami stuffed when I’m dead.” Tommy—Pop, of what use is the vermiform appendix? Tommy’s Pop- Well, my son, it keeps a lot of doc tors from starving to death. Young D.s Bore (hunting for some thing to say)—l wish I had lived in the knightly days of old. Weary Beau ty—So do I. —New York Weekly. Vera Goodheart—She isn’t exactly pretty, but she has a face that grows on one. Sallie De Witte—And how fortunate it is that it doesn’t grow on more than one. “Plumbers are terrible in their charges, aren't they? They omit noth ing.” “That’s their reputation.’’ “Here’s one who charged his victim with finding Fault with his hill.” “Is he weaher man in?” asked the hustling stranger. “No; he’s away off in Alaska,” replied the assistant. “1 knew he was away off somewhere,” said the stranger as he bustled out. The illustrator was looking over the proof sheets of the popular novelist’s work. “She swept up the street with haughty tread,” he read. “Well, 1 guess I’ll have to draw' her with one of those long trains.” he mused. “I wonder if all men are fools,” snapped Mrs. Enpeck during a little domestic tiff the other morning. “No, indeed, my dear,” replied her hus band. “I know a number of men who are bachelors.” “Dis is terrible,” said Meandering Mike, with a deep-drawn sigh. “What’s de matter?’’ asked Plodding Pete, in alarm. “Here’s a piece in de paper. It says we’ve got muscles inside cf us that keeps up an involuntary action. Day goes on workin’, whether we wants ’em to or not.” The husband of the society woman looked up from his paper. “I see in the society column that you were at home yesterday, he remarked. “Yes, dear,” replied the society woman. “Well,” he mutt ied, “I know it’s quite unusual for you to be at home, but I can’t for the life of me see why the newspapers should comment on it" Japanese Housekeeping. Even the highest-class Japanese women have their household duties to perform, and no matter how rich the family, Japanese girls are brought up to be able t sew, cook and attend to their homes. In Japan the higher-class women never go to market. The market comes to them —that is, the dealers call, and offer wares for sale at their customers' doors. The fish merchant brings his stock, and if any is sold prepares it for cooking. The greengrocer, the sake dealer and nowadays the meat man ail go to their patrons’ houses. Nearly all Japanese women make their own clothes; at all events, even the very richest embroider their gar ments themselves. They are very economical little dressmakers and do much planning, cutting, basting and making over. Dinner is served at or a little before dusk the year round. A small table about one foot square and eight inche3 high is set before each person. On this is a lacquer tray, with space for four or five dishes, each four or five inches in diameter. There are defi nite places for each little bond and dish. The rice bowl is cn the left, the soup bowl in the middle. One’s appe tite is measured according to the num ber of bowls of rice one eats. A maid is at hand with a large, box of rice to replenish the bowls. If a few grains are left in the bottom of the bowl she is aware that those eating have had sufficient, but should one empty bis bowl she will once more fill it. __j How Nail* AVere Nsiinnl* Two accounts are given of the term “sixpenny,” “eightpenny, “tenpenny. and so on, as applied to the various sizes of nails. According to one static ment, when nails were made by band, the penny was taken as a standard o. weight, and six were made equal to the weight of a copper penny. This explanation is open to criticism on account of the very small size of the nails, of which six were needed to balance even the large-sized old fash ioned copper penny. Others are nnic . more probable. One explanation hold 3 that tenpenny nails originally sold f° r tenpence a hundred, sixpenny nails for sixpence a hundred, and so on, the smaller nails selling for the lower price. Another explanation is tha. 1000 nails of the tenpenny size used to weigh 10 pounds. 1000 of the si*, penny size six pounds, and so on for other sizes. Of the ordinary sixpenny nails there are 80 to the pound; of the eightpenny there are 50; tenpenny. •> > twelvepenny, 29. —The Book World.