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THE MILLER AND HIS MILL- j
Once a jolly miller had a mill, mill, Mill,
Every one was pleased to fill his till, till, till,
The grain went in the hopper,
The stone went whirling round,
And a chorus from the miller
Would through the mill resound:
He ’ohe, and a heigh-ho-heigh,
There are plenty others for to grind,
With the water that goes by.
The miller did not murmur and sigh, sigh,
sigh,
Because a little water went by, by, by,
But heaping up the hopper
High with the yellow grain,
His soul went out in music,
Xn this glad refrain ■
He 'o he, and a heigh-ho-heigh,
There are plenty others for to grind.
With the water that goes by.
A lesson from the miller and his mill, mill,
mill,
If fortune has been heaping in vour till, till,
till.
If you do have a fortune.
To greet you at your birth,
When old enough to know it
l>on’t scramble for the earth.
He ’o he, and a heigh-ho- heigh,
There are plenty others for to grind,
With the water that goes by.—
Donald It. McGregor.
AN ECCENTRIC HEIRESS.
BY X.OIB GRKY.
Oyer the long brown level of the land
scape the pink coats made vivid spots.
The gray uppiled clouds parted here and
there, giving passage to sdver lances of
slanting light. There was a sea wiud at
large, but it was tempered by immediate
spaces of sandbar aud of dead stretch of
meadow grass, shriveled and dry.
The hunt was over. The wind blew
up more keenly.
“It's veering to the east,” said the
young man who rode at Mis- BrocUon’s
ride and who had managed to keep near
her from start to finish. “Fortunate we
had such a capital day. There'll be rain
to-morrow.’’
Nothing original in the remarks. But
then why expect originality? Mr. Thomas
Ashington ltevery was a goou-looking
youth, who sat his mount well and was
quite faultless in the matter of coats nnd
collars, nails und*hauds and boots. What
more could one ask?
But Mis'* Geraldine Brockton appeared
to have an attitude of asking the absurd,
the impossible. Had she not owned a
million in her own right such pcculari
ties as hers—such marked, curious ways
of looking at things ami doing things—
would really have seemed in questionable
form. She was even ns unsc&able at
every point as those long rays of silver
white light that filtered through the
clouds aud melted and was gone again
as you looked. Here, a few minutes ago,
with the glad blood in her cheeks caused
by the rapid motion, she had seemed
vivid, uuimated, pleased with herself,
with life, with her companion, perhaps.
And now that the latter had simply ut
tered a word or two in a softer straiu she
had stiffened and frozen, abruptly, un
approachably.
When Miss Brockton had dismounted
at her own door she went, straight into
the pretty room where sat her chaperone,"
relative and companion, Mrs. Gwyune,
making tea.
This lady glanced up, caught the look
in the girl’s eye and said
“What has Mr. Revery been doing?”
“Doing?” Miss Brockton's magnificent
eyes flashed fire. “Do you suppose I care
what that—creature does?”
“If you don’t care for him lie cares
for you.”
“For me!" Geraldine laughed with
ineffable scorn. “For my money you
mean!”
So that was the trouble again. Sirs.
Gwynne had perceived at once that the
girl was in one of her “moods.”
“I shall advise you, Geraldine, to rid |
yourself of that prepossession of yours.
You are grown morbid on the subject.
You are quite capable of being liked for
yourself, even if you are an heiress. Be
reasonable. I suppose you are not pre
pared to beau old maid? Then don’t
ask too much of men.’’
Geraldine looked at her.
“I hate my money?” she said, with
ilow, vibrant intensity. “I hate it!”
“You would hate more being without
it,” observed Mrs. Gwyuue, sipping her
tea.
“You think sa?” said the girl coldly.
“You arp mistaken’.”
She paused abruptly. \ lad hud
burst into the room, followed by a young
man, tall and dark. This was Eddy,
Miss Brockton’s brother and pet, aud his
tutor. The boy began to chatter away
to his sister, but the tutor presently
said'
“Come, my boy.”
“Shall I give you a cup of tea, Mr.
Severn?” asked Mrs. Gwynne.
“Thank you; no.”
lie was gone with the boy. Geraldine
had not sjroken. After a little while she
liughed:
“What a model tutor it is! Ilow well
he keeps to his place!”
Mrs. Gwynne flushed angrily.
“I wonder at you, Geraldine! There j
are times when you seem lacking not
only in feeling but in good taste! Mr.
Severn is a gentleman—a scholar! More
of a gentleman aud undoubtedly more ot
a scholar than any Gwynuc or Brockton,
perhaps!”
Geraldine turned a little pale.
“How very cutting! How you take
Mr. Severn's part! Happy Mr. Severn!”
Then, abruptly, without warning of any
sort, she bridged the space between her
self and the little Moorish stand, and
Mrs. Gwynne, in deep surprise, felt the
convulsive clasp of two strong young
arms about her neck.
“Oh, Aunt Martha! Aunt Martha!
Aunt Martha! Don’t mind me! Dou’t
scold me! I—l—l am unhappy! And
indoubt! lam so tossed about? So—
so—”
“Why—why—Geraldine!"
Bat the storm—or that phase of it at
least—had passed already Geraldine
drew herself up. She set her tooth • her
Ups.
“But I shall not be any longer! lam
resolved! I shall know what to expect 1”
Her eyes shone, a brilliant smile flashed
over the traces of tears. She opened the
door and vanished.
When Thomas Ashington ltevery called
the next day Mrs. Gwvnne was con
strained to tell him that Miss Brockton
bad gone to town.
“What! Already? She told me she
expected to remain out until after the
last meet!”
“Oh, she is only gone in for two or
three days,” Mrs. GWynne hastened to
explain. “She told me that she wished
to see her lawyer and her guardian.”
Mrs. Gwynne smiled. “You know, she
is a creature of moods.”
Full well did Torn Hevery know it!
Did one ever see clearly how one stood
with her? He departed crestfallen ; in
wardly fuming. She had seemed some
times to like him well—very well, aud
she was certainly a very handsome girl,
and he, well, he was undoubtedly in love
with her, and there was the money! It
appeared outrageous to the young man,
whose own patrimony was !e>is ample
than he could have wished it, that a
mere girl and a stripling should each
have inherited such wealth. That was
the stripling riding by now, and the tall,
dark fellow with him was his tutor. It
occurred to Tom ltevery to wonder, in
passing, whether the tutor ever saw much
of his pupil’s sister.
“Must l>e rather rough on the poor
chap if he’s susceptible at all!”
It was a week later, and Miss Brock
ton was not only at home this time, but
had been sitting with Mr. ltevery for
nearly an hour.
There had now fallen over the room a
heavy silence. It lasted only a few sec- !
onds, but the pause seemed an endless
oue. Miss Brockton had risen suddenly
anl was standing with an elbow ngaiust
the mantel. Asher visitor seemed help
le-sly to fumble for the fitting word she
repeated a little nervously
“I am sorry—very sorry—'for this
misunderstanding. But—l—cannot mar
ry you, Mr. ltevery. I shall never mar
ry at all.”
At tliii unlikely statement the suitor
regained courage.
“Miss Brockton! Geraldine!"
“No; it is improbable that I should
ever marry. Of course, many men might
be tempted to propose to me, thinking
me rich. But my property will soon, by
my own desire, be so disposed of that I
shall have only a moderate income.
Even should I marry, my will is so made
that nothing I have,in case of my death,
would go to iny husband. So you see,
such considerations may act as deter
rents,"
“Miss Brockton, you—you eaunot
think, it is not possible that you would
believe me ” Revory was turning,
in rapid succession, from red to white,
from white to red. The girl pitied his
discomfiture.
“Not at all, Mr. Revery. I suspect
you of no interested motives. But Ido
not care for you—in the way you
mean.”
Five minutes afterward sho was sit
ting by the fire alone, a scornful smile
on her lips that presently faded away
and into a sigh. Some oue came in at
the door as she Bat there, but turned
again, retreating. At the sound Geral
dine glanced around.
“Don’t go, Mr. Severn, let me tell you
of an interview L have just had.”
She had started to her feet again and
stood in the attitude she had assumed a
little before, with her arms resting on
the chimney top. Dusk was coming on
and the room was iu a penumbra, save
for the firelight. These leaping flames
illuminated the face above them. Such
a face! Arthur Severn lolt dizzy for a
moment. He had never seen her look ,
like that. She had never flashed that ■
smile, that oyebeam, upon him. She had
never addressed him in that friendly,
jesting tone. She was suddenly all life,
all softness, all charm. Sho seemed to
wish to atone for her sulleuness, her
arrogance. What a will o’ the wisp she
was! Changeful as a witch.
“An interview?” said the youug man
guardedly. He would not let himself go.
lie kept a tight rein on himself.
“With Mr. Revery; yes—fancy! I
have all at once come to the conclusion
that I wish to be married, if lam married
at all, for myself. The heiress, Miss
Brockton, will in a short time have prac-
I ticallv ceased to exist and there will re
| main only Geraldine Brockton, with a
.small income. Well, I told Mr. Revcvy
j this. Aud would you believe it? He
1 did not propose to Geraldine Brockton,
I though a moment before he had offered
| his hand and heart to Miss. Brockton, the
i heiress!”
She was laughing now. Her eyes con
tinued to flash upon him with that
strange, lambent persistence. It was al
most like a challenge. What could she
mean? Again Severn seemed to turn
dizzy. He kept his outwaid composure
by a tremendous effort.
“If what you say is true. Miss Brock
ton, you will regret it, perhaps."
“Regret giving nearly all mv fortuuc
to charitable institutions.' Ah, you judge
as the world judges, do you? I had
thought differently of you, Mr. Severn.
Why should I wish to be so rich?” she
cried, with a sort- of fierceness. “Other
women may be able to stand the test.. I
could not. It was making me hard, sus
picious. It was making me doubt the
whole world. It was stifling me. I
shall have enough left for all iho decen
cies and comforts of life. And I am
free! Yes, lam free now. Before I
was a slave — a slave to flatterers, to for
i tune hunters, to every form of human
hypocrisy. Other people may feel them
selves exalted by such a position. I felt
myself degraded!”
She stopped. She almost seemed to
pant. The blood rushed to Severn’s
I brain. He took a step forward. What
' was he about to do—what to say? What
ever it might have been the portier was
drawn aside and Mrs. Gwynne came in.
The words remained unuttered on his
lips.
But Miss Brockton spoke A strange
spirit appeared to possess her, urging her
;n, goading her to'abrupt disclosure:.
“Ah, Aunt Martha! I wonder if you’ll
be surprised, too, at my news? I have
made an announcement which lias stricken
two men dumb with astonishment al
ready. And yet it does not seem so
strange, docs it? Mr. Severn seems
scarcely to believe that I have given away
nearly all my fortune.”
“What nonsense!” said Mrs. Gynne.
Severn had vanished.
“You do say such extraordinary things
I at times,” declared Mrs. Uwynne. “Peo
! pie will really believe, at length, that
you are not quite right, Geraldine.”
“Aunt Martha!” Geraldine stood up
j right before her. “You don’t believe
me, either? It is true—true! That was
why I went to town to see the lawyer
aB d—”
Mrs. Gwynne had fallen into a chair.
“What! Then all I have to say. Ger
aldine, is that you are insane! absolutely
insane! Who ever heard of a girl giving
away her fortune before?”
“Perhaps not, but—”
“You will regret this!”
Geraldine gave a strange, slightly bit
ter smile.
“I hope not.”
“Jerry! Jerry!”
It was her youug brother’s voice, and
it startled her from a fitful sleep. Sh<
started up confusedly. The boy called
again. His room was just across the
hall. An acrid odor of smoke touched
her nostrils. Throwing on her wrapper
and weak-kneed with fear she threw her
self against the door. The hall was
dark. She opened the door of the boy’s
room—a dense cloud rose toward her and
smote her in the face.
She cried out aloud—once, twice—foi
help nnd then uttered the boy’s name.
But there was no answer.
The fire, which had smouldered at first,
now broke out fiercely.
“Eddy! Eddy!” cried the girl and
threw herself into the room. She could
see nothing. She was blinded—she
Could not breathe. She stumbled over u -
prostrate body.
“Eddy!” she stammered again.
Then she felt herself wrenched away by
a strong arm, and some one had seized
the boy’s inanimate form and dragged it
out of the room aud her with it.
The next clear thing of which she was
conscious was a tongue of flame running
uo her pretty dressing-gown and ol
being suddenly enveloped in Arthui
Severn’s coat, while this covering and
his hands and arms stifled the just-born
blaze. They stood in the hall and the
cloak—and the arms—were still around
her and she was trembling in their clasp.
Lights flashed out at the other end of
the hall and people came rushing along it,
and Mrs. Gwyuue appeared, white aud
breathless.
“Merciful heaven!”
It was only a little fire, after all,
started from the boy’s bed-curtain having
taken the blaze of a candle which he had
left near it as ho dropped asleep. It
was not long before the lad had been re
stored to consciousness, the tattered cur
tains torn down, the charred bedding re
moved.
But Mrs. Gwynne did not regain her
color. What was that she had seen?
Should she ever forget it? Geraldine—
Arthur Severn! Why, he had held her
in his arms! He had held her iu his
arms and she had not seemed to struggle
—she had not seemed to move!
All the next day Mrs. Gwynne w'ent
about in a sort of dream. Finally, enter
ing the drawing-room at twilight, as she
had done the day before, she staggered
back. If thero had been any doubt in
the night there was no doubt now.
Geraldine aud Severn were there near the
tire, very close • together, and he was
bending, beuding down over the uplifted
face.
“Aunt Martha!”
“Arthur Severn started and stood up
right. It is a man’s misfortune never
to look heroic thus caught in the act.
But Geraldine only smiled a divine smile.
“Aunt Martha, Mr. Severn aud I are to
be married next month.”
An hour later Mrs. Gwynne said:
“And so this was the reason for youi
giving up your money?”
“Yes. My money kept him away
from me. And—and I wanted, beside,
to make sure that he loved me for myself.
And he does! He does!”
Mrs. Gwynne looked at the radiant
face for a long, silent minute.
“You are certainly,” she observed,
with slow deliberation, “the most eccen
tric girl I ever knew’ in my life!”
Aud Geraldine only laughed —Neit
York Mercury.
A Hare Leather Exhibit.
A small purse made of frog skin, with
gold clasps, another of elephant hide, al
so heavily ornamented with gold clasps,
a dainty card case of white cream moroc
j co, with filagree ornaments of gold,
studded with diamonds, are among the
articles on exhibition at a jewelry store
on Union Square. The exhibit com
prises some of the rarest leathers and
! hides that it is possible to collect—the
value of which it it is impossible to esti
mate on a market basis.
The skins in the rough form a collec
tion which it has taken twelve years to
put in its present form. They are in
tended for jewelry aud silverware cases,
traveling bags, pockctbooks, dressing
• cases and all sorts of fancy articles in
which leather is used. There is a boa
j constrictor's skin twenty feet long, a rare
j assortment of chameleon skins and the
skins of the eel, cassowary and unborn
! calf, armadillo hide, shark, woodchuck,
buffalo, panther, skunk, luwack, ant
i eater, wolf, peccary, nilgau, waterbok,
gnu, hartebeest, lion, koodoo, zebra,
tapir and other rare and curious animals.
These formed a part of an exhibit at
the Paris Exposition. They are now be
ing made up to suit the tastes of those
who can afford to pay for them, a pock
| et-book costing, for instance, from §ls
to $350. The exhibit is attracting s
good deal of interest on the part of deal
ers in leather. The articles are purchased
mostly for presents to pSrstJos it Euroce.
—Mae rorkltoc.
BUDGET OF FUN.
HUMOROUS SKETCHES FROM
VARIOUS SOURCES.
Spring—lngratitude—An Object Lea
son Real Courage Equally
Pleasant to Contemplate—A
Shrewd Servant, Etc., Etc.
Behold: the days of spring are here,
All nature sings in joyful tune.
The birdlets warble sweet and clear.
And the small boy in the next yard amuses
himself by attaching his sister’s pet doll
to a full-grown, able-bodied toy bal
loon.
The trees breathe incense pure and sweet,
The sky L blue, the clouds are white,
The leaves are pressed by fairies’ feet.
And the morbid feline proceeds to rehearse
her summer serenade all through the
dew-steeped night.
The sighing youth writes sonnets to his girl,
The tailor maid now dreams of gowns and
hats.
The lilies sweet their banners white unfurl,
And the hoarse young man with the large
and flabby countenancs makes life
hideous by loudly bawling “Shad ’n
sprats.”
The lovers stroll the shaded lanes along,
The genial tramp from each keg drains the
beer.
The grass now sprouteth upward green and
strong,
And by carefully taking note of all the
anove facts you may, without resource
to fickle almanacs, feel reasonably sure
that gentle spring is here.
—New York San.
INGRATITUDE.
Judge—“ Prisoner at the bar, have
you anything to say before sentence is
passed?”
Prisoner—“ Yes, your honor. Will
you please date my sentence from the
time that that lunk-headed, long-winded,
sou of a gun of a lawyer of mine started
to talk?”— Life.
REAL COURAGE.
Jones and his friends were discussing
the latest lion accident.
“Why, I’ve been iu the cage myself a
dozen times,” boasted that inveterate
joker.
“And you weren’t afraid?”
“Of course not; the lions had been
taken out.”— Judge.
AX OBJECT I.ESSOX.
Mrs. Brown—“ Johnnie broke a pane
of glass, but as he told me about it at
once, I gave him au apple.”
Mrs. Cobwigger—- “That will teach
him a great lesson. ”
Mrs. Brown—“l’m afraid not. As
soon as he had eaten the apple he went
and broke another window.”— Epoch.
A SHREWD SERVANT.
Young Cavalier (to hi man servant!
“John, what has become of the letter
that was on this table?”
John—“l put it in the postoffice, sir.”
“But it wasn’t addressed.”
“I know it, sir; but I thought you
didn’t want anybody to know whom you
was writing to, sir.”— Texas Siftings.
EQUALLY PLEASANT TO CONTEMPLATE.
“Father,”said Mr. Skinnpliiint’s eldest
son, with blood in his eyes, “that horse
of ours is a treacherous beast. He’ll be
the death of me some time, or I’ll be the
death of him.”
“Then I’ll sell him,” replied Mr.
Skinnphlint, gloomily. “A funeral
would cost me every blamed cent the
animal is worth.”— Chicago Tribune.
THEN HE WENT.
He (at 11:30) —“A frieud of mine
paid me a high compliment to-dav.”
She—“lndeed.”
He—“ Yes; he said there was a good
deal of vim and go in ray composition.”
She (looking at the clock) —“There
may be a good deal of truth in the first
part of his statement, but—what, must
you go so early, Mr. Green?”— Yankee
Blade.
AT THE OFFICERS’ MESS.
Senior Lieutenant (to new waiter, pro
moted from the ranks) —“Wheu you re
move the plates always ask each gentle
man if he desires a second help of soup.”
Next day. Waiter (changing the
plates)—“Will the Herr Lieutenant take
any mere soup?”
Lieutenant— 11 Yes. ”
Waiter—“ There isn’t any left.”—
Fliegende Blaetter.
A HEAVEN ON EARTH.
Mrs. Gushing—“Oh, I am so charmed
with your home, Mrs. Quiverful. Such a
beautiful house, and such pleasant sur
roundings ! and then such daughters, too.
I hope the young ladies realize that their
home is a perfect paradise.”
Uncle Joe (a mean old tliiug)—“Oh,
they live up to it, Mrs. Gushing. I as
sure you there is no marrying or giving
in marriage here.”— Life.
TO TEST HIS ENTHUSIASM.
Ernest Peachblow (to the new boarder
from Chicago)—“Ah, Miss Lafitc, the
study of the occult sciences interests me
greatly. I love to explore with the keen
eyes of knowledge all the dark depths of
the mysterious, to delve into the regions
of the unknown, to fathom, as we may
say. the unfathomable.”
Miss Lafite—“May I help you to some
of the hash, Mr. Peachblow?”— Fuck.
A LONG SEARCH UNKEWARDED.
“Why, old fellow, what’s the matter?
You look as though you hadn't been
getting any sleep.”
“Well, I haven’t, in a way. My wife
has always made it a rule to go through
my pockets, so last night I thought I’d
go through hers, to see how she liked it.
I started searching for it as soon as she
was asleep, spent almost ail night look
ing for it, and couldn't find it after all.”
—Fliegende Blaetter.
DIFFERENT FROM HER TREATMENT.
Bobby (looking out of tbs window) —
“What's tlje matter with that horse,
mamma?”
Mother—“ The horse is tilkv, Bobby:
hi WCfi't Qbv'v'iiis driver.”
Bobby—“Weil, vrhat’s the maa pav
ting him for?"
Mother—“He is coaxing him.”
Bobby (with an injured air) —“Thai
ain't the way you treat me when I’m
balky.” —London Tid-Biti.
HE GREW WEARY.
Young Writer—“ Have you read my
article in the current number of the
Beery Other Monthly Bet lew, Miss Pene
lope?”
Miss Penelope—“No; that pleasure if
still in store for me. I heard papa say,
though, that he had read it.”
Young Writer—“ Did he not think
that I treated my subject iu a very ex
haustive manner?”
Miss Penelope—“ Yes, I believe he did
say something about being tired.”
I.OTS OF MILLIOXS.
An insurance agent who has an office
on Lamed street sat alone in the office
the other day when a fairly well dressed
stranger entered, passed the time of day,
and said;
“I called to-inquire if you could lend
me #5?”
“Why, you are a stranger to me,” was
the reply.
“Certainly, but I ask it as a stranger.
Will you lend me live?”
“But you arc not recommended.”
“.Just so, and neither have I any
security to offer. Will you or will you
uot?”
“I will not!”
“You refuse?”
“Ido.”
“Very well, sir. I happen to be the
possessor of $'4,000,000 iu stocks, bonds
and cash. I have no relative to leave it
to. lam trying human nature to find a
man who dares risk $5 on a principle.
When I find him I make my will in his
favor. You have lost. Good day, sir.”
—Detroit Free Press.
HIS TEST.
He rang the door bell with the air oi
a man who was in quest of information,
and when the door was opened by a lady
with an angry light shooting from each
eye, and her brow loaded with a thunder
cloud, he politely took off his hat, and
said:
“Madam, pray excuse me, if I detain
you a moment.”
“What is it?” she snapped.
“I have been told,” he calmly began,
“by every lady I have called on, that the
most intelligent and accomplished lady
in Atlanta lives at this number, and as
the firm I represent positively forbids me
from selling to any but the most refined
and highly cultured, I will beg you to
tell me whether or not I have been cor
rectly informed, before proceeding
further.”
The stern look in the lady's face had
gradually softened as he spoke,the angry
light in her eye.s was driven away by a
pleasant glance,and when he had finished,
she smiled sweetly and asked ;
“What have you for sale?”
The book agent swiftly undid his
pack, and said:
“Madam, I have here the most com
plete edition of •” and he sold her a
copy in five seconds. —Atlanta Constitu
tion.
Artificial Ice.
The first ice machines used sulphuric
ether, but time has proved that au hy
drous ammonia is the best chemical for
obtaining cold. This is ammonia which
has been deprived of all water. It is
ordinarily a gas, but under a high pres
sure it liquefies. This liquid ammonia is
evaporated iu iron pipe coils which are
laid in salt brine, aud thus an intense
cold is produced, and the brine is given a
temperature of about eighteen degree,
Fahrenheit. The evaporated ammonia
passes then into a condenser, where it is
liquefied again, and then is used ovei
and over again with only a very slight
waste in leakage in the apparatus. In
the cold bath thus produced, galvanized
iron cans, containing distilled water to
be frozen, are set, and after a certain
time depending on the thickness of the
ice to be made, the water freezes, and is
melted out by dipping the can into tepid
water. The block of ice thus produced
is absolutely pure, as it is made of dis
tilled and filtered water, and it is im
possible for any of the ammonia to reach
I it. The distilling process effectually kills
all bacteria and organisms, which freez
ing does not do.
The sole object of so much machinery
in this process is to save the ammonia,
which is very costly. It requires one
pound of ammonia to make two pounds
of ice, and consequently this must be
used over and over or the ice would be
very expensive. The necessity for thus
regaining the cooling agent makes neces
sary an engine to do the pumping aud
compressing cf the ammonia, and the
cost of coal and salaries of an engineer
aud other employes are the main expenses
of running au ice machine after it is once
established. Therefore the cost of the
icc can never vary very much. By this
process ice can be made for from seven
ty-five cents to one dollar a ton. The
time necessary for the making of a block
of ice eleven inches thick, weighing 300
pounds is about sixty hours. As one
can is emptied of its block of ice it is re
filled with water and replaced in the
freezing bath. The other cans are then
emptied and refilled in the same manner,
aud in sixty hours from the time of ob
taining the ice from the first can, that
can is again ready to be emptied.—
Hartford Courant.
A Young Forester.
William Atkins, of Masardis, a young
hunter and guide of the upper Aroostook
region jn Maine, gets his living wholly in
the forests. In the summer he acts as
guide for certain New York sportsmen
who spend the summer regularly in the
forests about the headwaters of the Aroos
took. During the winter he carries on all
alone throughout the season the business
of trapping. He is most of the time fifty
to seventy miles from the nearest settle
ment. His traps, about two hundred in
cumber, are stretched from the head
waters of tiie St. .lohn to the headwaters
efi the Feacbsctrt southward.
A LONG LIFE.
A NOTED DOCTOR TELLS HOW IT
MAY BE ATTAINED.
He Advocates Throwing Physic to
the Dogs—-What Should be
Done to Prolong Existence-*
A Cure lor Consumption,
Dr, Lewis A, Sayre, a noted New
York surgeon, tells a Herald representa
tive what should be done to prolong hu
man existence. He says;
“Everybody, under ordinary Circum
stances, ought to be one hundred years
old. As it is, people live from eight to
fifteen years longer than their forefathers
did. They have learned td eat and dritik;
how to keep their hdmes ventilated and
their SewcrS drained, and how to gen
erally take better care of themselves.
Still they do not live anything like as
long as they ought to, because they do
not yet live as they ought to. They have
too much to do, too much to think
about and too much care to bear. Many
are very much distressed as younger men
to know how they are going to make sure
of a living. By and by when their repu
tation has grown they are driven to
death with the work forced upon them.
If I had lived anywhere near right in the
earlier part of my professional career I
believe my life would have been pro
longed beyond a century. I never used
to know what it was to be tired, hungry
or sleepy. When the decline begins the
face loses its color, the plump, vigorous
look of the skin vanishes and lassitude
takes the place of elasticity.
“Open grates are far preferable to any
other means of heating a house, for they
help ventilation, which is an important
factor in the prolongation of life. I
never allow a furnace to be lighted in my
house except when there is danger of the
water pipes freezing up,
“One of the greatest dangers to human
life is the candy shop, which destroys
the stomachs of children,
“Tobacco is decidedly' injurious when
ised to excess, the same a? liquor. A
nild cigar smoked after dinner, how
:ver, has a soothing effect, and the
smoker sustains less injury from it than
ao would from rushing off to work on a
full stomach. No injury will result
from sleeping after a meal, Old people
ire benefited by a nap after eating. Aui
iials afford an example. Feed two dogs
md let one curl up before the fire while
the other is taken out to hunt rabbits.
Then on the return from the hunting ex
pedition kill both dogs. The stomach of
Ihe one that has been sleeping will be
tlean, while the food in the stomach of
the other will be found undigested. The
uog that Las been huiiuug has expended
ill his energies in the chase and the food
has had no chance to digest.
“Ice water, which people generally
gulp down in unlimited quantities, para
lyzes the nerves of the stomach, and is
one of the greatest causes of dyspepsia iu
this country. People should drink water
*t its natural temperature. Boiling water
drunk an hour or so before meals is a
valuable aid to digestion in mauy in
stances. The majority of people cat more
than they ought, and they also eat too
fast. Iu eating it is not a question how
much a person can devour but how much
he can digest. Some people arc better
off on two meals a day than on three.
“Turning night into day—that is,
working at night and sleeping in the day
time—does not mean that tho person
who does it is doomed to an early grave.
Men who work nights may live to a good
old age. Wm. Cullen Bryant was accus
tomed to work nights and attained a ripe
old age. Still I consider that people
who work during the day and sleep dur
ing the night are better off. One thing
is certain, a person must have sleep at
tome time, whether it is at night or dur
ing the day. The average person ought
to have eight hours’ sleep. When I was
young I read than Napoieon only took
four hours’ sleep in twenty-four. I
thought that no great man needed more
than four hours, so that was all I took.
I found out the error of that idea later.
“The great mortality from phthisis or
consumption is due to the varying tem
perature and the foul air breathed. It
is contagious, and healthy persons can
contract it. The sputum, or expectora
tion. becomes dry and is converted into
a powder, which floats iu the air and
may' be inhaled. The next ten years will
show a great diminution iu deaths from
phthisis. Consumption can be cured.
The way to cure it is to put the patient
in the mountains whero the air is dry,
and keep him away from the doctor and
the apothecary shop. He does not need
medicine. There is too much medicine
used in many kinds of disease.
“Insanity, I should say, is increasing,
and tho explanation is to be fouud in the
way in which we live. Men rush to se
cure millions when they ought to be satis
fied with hundreds of thousands. They
likewise rush to spend their money and
then worry to meet their financial engage
ments. Insanity may be caused by func
tional disturbance or by an organic
change. In case of an organic change it
is doubtful if insanity is curable.
1 ‘Dreams do not indicate a physical de
fect. They indicate that dreamer’s
stomach is out of order or that he is
worried. Dreams often seem of long dura
tion, bat it should be remembered that
thoughts fly so fast that they cannot be
measured. They will travel over pretty
much the entire universe in five minutes.
If a person keep his mouth shut he will
not snore. If he cannot keep it shut
any other way he ought to tie a bandage
under his chin and over his head. The
nose is the proper thing to breathe
through. But snoring will not do any
harm. A person who appreciates humor
and has a good hearty laugh now and
then is the better for it, but to be eter
naliy giggling and smirking, when
there is no cause for the risibility,
is neither beneficial nor interesting. A
giggler is a fool. Crying often affords
relief. If a person is suffering from
great grief and he is unable to shed
teaas, there is decided danger of trouble
La Ills’ ‘lViiHut'r tj# jovial s? tin.
fuiet person is apt to live longest Is per i
haps a question. Some people are so
solemn that they have not life enough to
die, and keep on earth to curse every
body they are acquainted with. It is
not the length of time one lives, but tho
good he does. Some meu could live a
hundred years and be of no benefit.
Others could in twenty years accomplish
wonders by their energy and the proper
use of their abilities.
“One man may know no fear, while
another may be frightened at his own
shadow. It is a mental affair. The man
with a good healthy stomach is apt td
have more courage than the man with
dyspepsia. Every healthy man ought tb
love a woman if he can find one worthy
Of his affection.”
A New Wild Horse.
The great Russian traveler, Prezeval!
sky, has discovered anew wild horse,
more nearly allied to the domestic hors*
than any previously known species;
Prezevalsky, on his return from
Asia, brought with him one of these new
species. The horse is described as hav
ing warts on his hind legs as well as on
its fore legs, and has hard hoofs like the
true horse. But the long hairs of the
tail, instead of commencing at the base,
do not begin until about half way down
the tail, says an exchange.
Iu this respect the animal is interme
diate between the horse and the ass. I<
is also different from the typical horse in
having a short, erect mane, and having
no forelock. It has no dorsal stripe,
which, though by no means universal, is
often found in the typical horse, and is
almost always present iu the ass. Its
whole general color is of a whitish gray,
paler and whiter beneath and reddish on
the head. The legs are reddish to the
knees, and then blackish down to the
hoofs. It is of small stature, but the
legs are very thick and strong, and the
head is large and heavy.
The ears are smaller than those of the
ass. This horse was found on the great
Dsungarian desert, between tho Alfal and
Tianschan Mountains, where it is called
by the Tartars‘kertag, and by the Mon
gols stafur. It is met in troops of from
five to fifteen individuals, led by the old
stallion. They are very shy, withhighlj
developed organs ot sight and srnelli
Prezevalsky’s specimen was overtaken
and shot in the winter, when water was
plentiful from melted snow. But for this
it could not have been followed at all, as
it frequents the waterless districts.
During the whole time of his stay in
the Dsungarian desert Prezevalsky met
with only two herds of this wild horse.
He and his companions fired into a herd
but missed, and with uplifted head and
outstretched tail the stallion led tho way
with the speed of the winds. The sec
ond herd met with was surprised. It was
approached from one side of the hill, and
when within 150 yards a shot was tired,
which broke the leg of a mare, and it
was captured. This specimen is now in
the museum of the Academy of Science
at St. Petersburg, and is the only one of
this species in Europe. ,
A Buddhist Marriage.
A missionary describes a marriage cere*
rnony which he witnessed in the palact
of the Governor of Cambodia, as follows:
“I was ushered, amid a tremendous din
of gongs, into a large room beyond the re
ception hall, where were seated the Gov
ernor and about a hundred noblemen and
invited guests. The bridegroom, a young
man about twenty years of age, elegantly
attired in silk garments, was also there.
“By the time we foreigners were seated,
a procession—headed by the bride, sup.
ported on either side by demure-looking
matrons, composed principally of aged or
married women, all elegantly attired—
entered and slowly marched toward the
Governor.
The bride was not particularly inter
esting as regards personal charms; sho
was young, however, and dressed
richly and iu good taste. Besides her
silk dress she wore a gold-embroidered
scarf upon her shoulders; also gold ring*
upon her fingers, bracelets upon hef
wrists and armlets above the elbows.
The bride took up her position near tha
bridegroom, both sitting upon the floor,
but not looking toward each other; in
fact, throughout the entire ceremony they
both were perfectly impassive and non
chalant.
The marriage ceremony proper now be
gan. A number of wax candles were
brought in a salver, and then lighted by
one of the nobles. The silver waiter
was then passed round before the com
pany eight times, each one in turn salut
ing the couple and wishing them good
fortune by waving or blowing the smoke
toward them, thus expressing something
like the old English custom of throwing
the slipper after a newly married couple
—the band of string instruments playing
the meanwhile. Two large velvet cush
ions having been previously placed before
the bride and bridegroom, audupon them
a large sword, the leader of the theatricals
now came forward and went through, for
a few moments, a most fantastical sword
exercise. Dishes had been placed before
the couple upon the floor, with covers
upon them. Nothing, however, was
eaten.
Next the hands of the expectant cou
ple were bound together, and to eacb
other, with silken threads, by the women
attendants, probably some near relatives.
Thus were they truly joined in Buddhist
wedlock. And this completed the sim
ple, yet effective ceremony.
Legal Descent of Properly.
Where a husband and wife are lost at
sea, the law always assumes that he,
being the stronger, survived her by some
minutes or hours. On this supposition
he inherits her property (during the few
moments that he survives hen, and on
his death his relatives inherit it froir
him. Iu seven different cases, followed
up in the French courts within the last
ten years, it was found that the wife out
lived her husband, and the practice ot
the law had to be reversed.
Rice is tfce main food of 470,000,000
persons, or more than one-third ot tha
whole liuajap race, and it enters largclv
iMji ib; diet at 'be remainder-