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A Delightful Story, by that Popular
Novelist, Walter Besant.
SPLENDIDLY ILLUSTRHTED.
MORWICK MILL.
Legends, and the most delightful
stories of daring, adventure and
love. The hero of
‘OVER THE BORDER”
is Ralph Kmbleton, who leaves
home at the age of seventeen, on
icoount of the cruel treatment of
his, guardian, Matthew Humbß
This la f ter character is so generally
".nean a. id unlovely that the reader
0 continiu.il/ desirous of adminis-
TO STAY WITH THEM AND HE HER ROMEO.
that, the ending is peaceful, and
lovely, and everything that could
>e wished. We volunteer this in
tormation for the benefit of out
lady readers who may, perhaps,
this crumb of comfort to sus
tain them through the varying,
and sometimes trying, situations,
*-trough. which the plot: winds to its
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The location with which this
story deals is Northumberland,
England, and the time about A. D.
1764. The Northern coast of En
gland has always been noted as the
scene and source of innumerable
BUT THEN THE TABLES WERE TURNED
tenng to Matthew personal cmo
tisement of the most emphatic ... .
undignified character.
However, it is not our design L
here detail the incidents of ti i.
charming tale further than to assn; •
the reader that he (and she) wii
miss a rare treat in passing by, un
read, one of Ilesantds very best, as
well as latest, efforts.
While the story abounds in ad
venture, and hope deferred, and all
MATTHEW STRANG TO HIS FEET.
culmination.
Besant does not write any
thing Uninteresting or Tame,
f
and YOU should read “ OVER
THE BOBBER” from the first
chapter. Once beginning its peru
sal, there is no danger that you
will step short cf the last line.
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TRAVEL IN THE WEST.
CONVENIENCES WHICH EASTERN
& PASSENGERS DO NOT KNOW.
Privileges of the Dining Car—Traveling
Lunch Chests —A Good Result of Low
Rates —Travel In the Xlgbt Time —The
Train Men.
In one respect the western railroads go
ahead of the eastern railroads, and that
is in feeding their passengers. Hardly a
road in the east has a dining car on its
local trains. The limited and through
express trains have dining cars, but they
are generally for the parlor and sleeping
car passengers only. A man who is going
from New York to Philadelphia, or New
Haven, or Albany in an ordinary car must
off at some station to eat or go with
out, unless he can make a meal from the
cigars, fruit, candy and novels of tke
train boy.
Out west they do this better. Almost
all the main lines make provision for I‘eed
ing the passengers on the trains. More
dining cars are run than on the eastern
1 roads, and, though the m lals are not so
elaborate as on the New York Central and
Pennsylvania limited trains, the price is
seventy-live cents instead of sl. The
door of the dining cars that the passengers
who are not in parlor cars would enter is
not locked, and anybody in the train may
go in and eat. This is*hot so pleasant for
'the parlor car passengers, but it is better
for the general travel of the road.
In many trains where there is 110 dining
car there is a sort of a lunch counter rigged
up in the smoking car. There is an attend
ant who v/ill serve a luncheon in any part
of the train. He brings the things on a
tray, and they can be eaten with much
more comfort and leisure on the train
than in the hurry of a short stop and the
crowd and confusion of a railroad lunch
room. The apparatus is kept in the
smoking car during the trip, and at the
eud the things are packed up in a big
chest, the way a newsboy packs up his
outfit, and the chest is taken away to be
restocked and put on another train. This
is a convenience that the eastern roads do
not seem to believe in. The prices are
moderate a little lower than those charged
at the average eastern railroad lunch
counter; the dishes are clean, and a nap
kin goes with them. *
111 one way those traveling lunch chests
must be educators of the people. No
knives are served with pie. An order for
pie, coffee and a sandwich brought a fresh
sandwich wrapped up in transparent paper
and covered with tin foil like a prize pack
age, a thick, white china Gup of coffee
with a little jug of cream and some sugar,
a piece of pie on a plate, a spoon and a
fork. There was no knife. The western
inhabitant who undertook to eat pie with
a knife would have to furnish it himself,
for the attendant brought none. The
only ways of eating the pie were with a
fork or with the lingers. This is better
than in the east, where at four railroad
lunch counters out of five a knife goes
with pie, and usually it is vigorously
used.
“Don’t you give a knife with pie?” thi
attendant was asked.
“Oh, no,” he replied. “You don’t need
a knife to eat pie.”
“Is this a scheme of the railroad to edu
cate the travelers?”
“I don’t know about any scheme. All
I know is that pie don’t need any knife. ”
“Have you ever reflected on the results
of this denial of knives to the pie eating
public?” .
“Look here, young man, what’re you
asking that for? Do you take me for a
kid? Knives don’t go with pie, and that’s
all there is to it.”
There is less expectation of fees among
the waiters in western dining cars. They
sell ten cent cigars, too, and cheap beer.
Altogether, the railroads seem to bo run
more for the accommodation of the aver
age passenger and less for the people who
pay extra. That may be because there is
more competition.
One good result of these low rates is
that traveling is encouraged. Western
smen travel many times as much as east
ern men. More western men come east
than eastern men go west. A Brooklyn
man would think a tyip to Chicago some
thing to be thought over, and he would
not go to Boston without making some
preparation. A Chicago business man
thinks nothing going to St. Louis, St.
Paul, Kansas City or Omaha, and a trip
to New York simply means the expense
and a day lost. They do not think any
more of a trip to St. Paul than an old
Brooklyn' citizen would think of a trip to
Westchester county on the elevated road.
Ono result of the universal western
habit of traveling is that the bulk of the
passenger traffic is done at night. Every
road from Omaha runs a night express,
* arriving at Chicago in the morning, while
i the day trains are generally slower and
more for local traffic. A western*man is
accustomed to do his day’s business and
then start off, while an eastern man looks
on the act of traveling as a serious under
taking, and starts off in the morning with
a feeling that he will be more tired by
evening than if he had worked iu his
office. A western man, on the other
hand, finishes his business, goes to the
station in time for supper on the train,
smokes his cigar in the smoking compart
ment of the sleeper, chats with his fellow
travelers, goes to bed and wakes up in
the morning in time for breakfast at his
destination, and goes at once to attend to
his business there as if he did that sort of
thing every day—indeed, some of them
do-
The relations between the trainmen
and the passengers are more pleasant in
the west. The trainmen are not ser
vants, but workmen and business men.
They look forward to promotion on the
road or to striking wealth in speculation.
Among their passengers every day they
see men who a few years ago were worse
off than they are, and know
on equal terms. In the east big men in
the parlor cars are bowed down to by the
trainmen, who make things even with
themselves by ordering around the second
class passengers in the smoking car.
Western conductors are more civil and
less subservient, though the sleeping c&r
porter is the same everywhere.
Tbte conductors are less stringent in en
forcing the rules of the railroadheompany.
Occasionally they will let a passenger
stop over on a limited ticket, and it is
common for them to accept tickets the
time of which has expired. They allow
one man to travel on another man’s
mileage book, and a fair proportion of
the cash fares never reaches the com
pany’s treasury. This is regarded as
legitimate. A road that was too strict
with its passengers would lose traffic.
The difference can be told at Chicago as
soon as one gets off a western road and
changes to an eastern line. Ho at onco
encounters a multitude of rules and *an
unpleasant way of enforcing them. —'New
York Sun. ..
THE BELIEF IN LUCK.
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Kesnlt of an Effort to Explain tlie Appar
ently Inexplicable— Example*.
The belief in luck results from a per
sistent effort to explain what is to the
majority inexplicable, and we may sus
pect that as the inexplicable is usually
attributed to an unseen chain of causes,
a good many senseless efforts to change
the luck—as, for instance, turning the
chair at whist, or changing one’s house —
are efforts, conscious or unconscious, to
break the chain of causality, to deflect
the stream, as it were, and make it pass
by us. But this explanation does not in
the least meet the strange feeling which
attaches luck or ill luck to inanimate
things, a feeling which, avowed through
out the East, and nearly universal with
the vulgar of the West, lingers even
among cultivated to an astonishing
degree. We have met men and women
entirely free from it, or at least so free
that neither they nor we could detect it:
but we suspect the majority of our
readers will admit that they are aware of
its existence in their own minds—that is,
that they possess or know of things to
which, in spite of reason, they attach
lucky or unlucky influence.
The extent of the feeling varies with
temperament, but few are wholly free
from it, and with some it is an abiding
conviction, leading, in the case of the loss
of the thing thus valued, to acute mental
suffering. It, is not all association which
induces women to sob over a mislaid
wedding ring, or brave officers to put on a
particular sword when going on a spe
daily dangerous expedition. It is not an
inexplicable but continuous experience,
for tliere has been no experience. That
solution would explain the belief of Not
tinghamshire that a particular house
always kills the first born of its owner
—wh’oliy irrespective of descent—while
the owner is still alive.
That idea, so strong as to affect the
value of the property, is no doubt the re
sult of a long series of singular coin
cidences, the breaks in which, not being
remarkable, have not been remarked; but.
in most cases there is no justifying ex
perience. The vase, or cup, or jewel, or
house to which a family attaches honor as
in some way connected with the “luck”
of their race, has never been broken, or
lost, or sold; and they themselves, as
they show their treasure, reject with their
intellects a belief nevertheless so opera
tive that no price would purchase its ob
ject from tlieir possession. The man who
has kept a lucky coin for years has never
had any luck from it; it is the miserable
often who feel this charm of the inani
mate, and go on for years preserving the
article, whatever it may be, as a kind of
amulet which is to bring the happiness
never yet possessed. Indeed, men have
been known to buy things under a fancy
that they would be lucky to them, which
is to express the belief in its fullest and
most unreasonable form.—Once a Week.
Labouehere’s Method of Composition.
The talk after this drifted on to a dis
cussion of some of the characteristics of
the leading figures in English political life,
and the duke of Marlborough spoke of
Labouckere, for whom he entertains the
warmest admiration. “I believe,” said he,
“that Laboucliere writes nearly all of
Truth himself. He always has a pad of
paper with him and takes down what he
hears on all kinds of diverse subjects.
As fast as he fills a sheet of the pad he
tears it off and stuffs it into a pocket de
voted to the reception of these slips. At
night when he goes home lie turns out his
pocket, arranges its contents and sends
them on to liis editor. 111 this way Truth
is Laboucliere and Laboucliere •is Truth.
“The smoking room in the house is his
favorite lounging place. Here he sits and
chats with everybody that comes along,
and uses his pad and pencil incessantly.
‘What was it you were telling me about
that dynamo? Give it to me in a few
words now—-in plain English phra.se.’
And he writes it down as you talk it. He
says that the three necessary qualities for
attracting newspaper writing are that it
shall be short, concise and always have a
point. From all these sources, which Mr.
Laboucliere conveniently commands, the
paper is filled up weekly. lam sure that
lie lias no extensive editorial bills to pay,
and that very little matter appears in the
columns of Truth which is not either ab
solutely his own or suggested by him.
The London ‘ World, which is, of course,
Truth’s chief rival, on the other hand,
pays out a great deal of money to con
tributors, and is always presenting prom
inent features.”—Cor. New York World.
Run. ing the Sewing Machine.
A complication of pipes and brackets
on one side of the room attracted my at
tention. In answer to my inquiries, Ada
told mo that she l%;d run the sewing ma
chine by water power for all the sewing
she had to do in her fitting up. This was
an unspeakable relief to me, as I feared
that she had overtaxed herself at the ma
chine. She protested that she had not.
and in proof of the statement she turned
a crank, adjusted a belt, and showed me
that the needle of the machine would
pass with the greatest ease through the
thickest cloth and would sew about three
times faster than one could do by foot
power.
“But what and where is the motive
power?” I asked.
“A tiny wheel under the kitchen sink,’’
she replied; and so it was—a small motor
that one could almost put in a dish pan!
A stream scarcely larger than a large
knitting needle furnished the power, and
a leather belt was carried to the upper
room through,/! casing. This belt was
either attached to the large driving
wheel or run in a groove in the wheel
shaft, according as more or less speed was
required. A lever, moved either by the
foot or hand, started or stopped the
wheel. This was one of the most sensible
of the many improvements; for Ada
would sew, and with this arrangement
she would be able to do so without overtax
ing her strength. —Demorest’s Monthly.
Apparel for Hot Weather.
When it comes to the apparel question,
we find a problem difficult of solution.
What to wear for the greatest comfort?
I hear my fat and hasty friend say,
“Why, the thinnest white cotton garment
you can possibly buy.”
“Not quite, old fellow. If you do that
you may find it a snare, and one o-f these
days, with their sudden%changes, will
bring you a summer pneumonia. Cotton
is not and is no more fit to
be worn next the skin than a coat of mail
would be. It holds the perspiration and
excretions of the body—of these millions
of little sewers—in its meshes, in suspen
sion as it were, and when you stand in a
breezy place you feel this’foreign presence
by the cold, clammy sensation which
brings out the expression that “some one
is walking over your grave. ”
Underwear should always be constructed
of woolen material, which may be made
as light and filmy as desired. It is cooler
than cotton, and far more cleanly.—
Richard Guernsey, M. D., iu Once a Week.
Acrnra and Ci'AuinondfM.
“Have you no word of comfort for me,
Aurora?”
Epaminondas Chugg gazed in strong
despair at the young woman who, in a few
brief and coldly spoken words, had ended
the brightest dream of his life. Aurora
Fitzgarlick was beautiful as a showman’s
SIO,OOO dream. To a faultless face and
elegantly upholstered figure she united a
voice like an echo from the choir of para
dise and a paternal progenitor with the
largest bank account of any operator on
the street. Many and many a time had
Epaminondas sat in & Queen Anne chair in
the Fitzgarlick parlor drinking in her
Eastlake Michigan beauty until his head
ached. Many a time had he proudly at
tended her to the theatre, the opera, and
the restaurant, and subsequently tossed
upon his restless couch the livelong night
in the pangs of love and indigestion. The
hour had come at hist when he could keep
silent no longer. He had declared himself
and been informed with cold politeness by
the heiress of the Fitzgarlick millions that
she regretted to be compelled to return
his proffered hand and heart as unavailable
for her use.
“What can I say, Mr. Chugg, that will
soften the blow which it deeply pains me
to inflict?” she said, in reply to his despair
ing question.
“Add a postscript of some kind,” he
said, wildly: “give me an open date or a
chance to hedge. If you can’t grant me a
rehearing don’t crush me by a cold sen
tence of death. Commend me at least to
the mercy of heaven.”
“Mr. Chugg,” e." Claimed the lovely
maiden in alarm, “yefh. speak with strange
incoherency. You have read too much
campaign poetry. ”
“Aurora Fitzgarlick,” replied Epami
nondas Ohugg, in a voice whose tragic
misery thrilled her to the remotest fiber
of her being, “I have read nothing for six
weeks except William D. Howells’ last
novel.”
“O, my poor Epaminondas!” impulsive
Iv burst from tho lips of the beautiful
girl, while her eyes kindled with tender
pity and her face lit up with a passion
bora radiauee, “you have endured enough
affliction already 1 If a lifetime of loving
devotion will compensate you for the suf
ferings of these six weeks take me—l am
yours!” —Chicago Tribune.
Normandy Coast Fishing Excursion.
I was most anxious to go on a fishing
expedition, and a few days after I arrived
quite a large party of us started from the
villa. It was all such anew thing to me
that I examined curiously all belonging
to it with no common Interest. My cos
tume, as well as those of the other ladies,
was most peculiar. We had on our bath
ing suits, over which we wore short
jackets of striped flannel; pretty cork
shoes and large straw hats completed our
attire. Some carried pitchforks and
buckets, others nets and poles. The gen
tlemen wore knickerbockers and short
jackets and went barefooted. On the
beach we found a number of donkey carts
awaiting us, and small boys in attend
ance, who were to beat the poor beasts
in case they became refractory.
The tide was well on its way out—it
falls or recedes from two to three miles
each day—and we had several hours be
fore us for our trip. With much urging
and slow advancing we arrived at a good
spot, so the gentlemen assured us, and
seizing the pitchforks we all began to dig
The first removal of sand showed" me
quantities of small fishes squirming
around in tlio wet and loosened sand.
Grabbing them up in our hands we de
posited them in our pails, and so went
from place to place fishing in this most
curious manner. It became quite exciting
toward the end, for we made wagers as to
who would gather the greatest quantity,
and in our hurry to grab all wo could see
half would squirm out of our hands like
eels. These tiny fish are a species of an
chovy, and make a most delicious friture,
well repaying one at dinner time for the
trouble of hunting them.—Cor. Argonaut
Medicine for Canine Pets.
Never treat your dog roughly in ad
ministering medicine. Kindness will bring
about quicker and better results than
force. Give medicines that are in the
form of powders in gelatine capsules. To
administer these take the dog, if a small
one, on your knee, if a large one, between
the knees, open the mouth gently but
firmly, holding the head up as high as
you can, and have some one to put the
capsules as far down the throat as possi
ble, now close the jaws and give the dog
a sharp tap under the chin, which will
cause him to swallow the capsule. When
liquid medicines are not of a disagreeable
taste they can be given in drinking water
or in broth. When it is necessary to force
a dog them, hold him in the same
positions when giving capsules, but do
not hold the jaws so wide open, and have
your assistant pour the medicine from a
long necked bottle into the back part of
tho mouth a little at a time; hold the
nose until you* are sure he has swallowed
the dose. As soon as all is down give the
dog a morsel of meat and take him out for
a run.. This will often prevent him from
vomiting the medicine.—Globe-Democrat.
Preying 1 Upon People’s Grief.
A nuisance, and one that should be
abated, is a practice that has grown up
among a class of people wfto prey upon
grief and affliction. Every day these
ghouls who live upon the friends of the
dead use the mails to send hundreds of
their offensive missives to a list of ad
dresses gathered from the newspaper
death notices. These are nothing less
than advertisements of florists, embalm
ers, tombstone cutters, dealers in mourn
ing goods, etc. One shrewd Philadelphian
generally sends a black card with some
doggerel and the name of the deceased
printed on it, for -which he modestly asks
the bereaved family to send him .$1.50.
But -worst of all is a seedy locking fraud
who purports to sent from
some newspaper and offers (for a consid
eration) to write an obituary notice which
he says will be printed in the newspaper
he pretends to hail from.—“ Miss Justice”
in New York Star.
Dreams of the Blind.
The dreams of the blind are of great
importance, and the fact that persons
born blind never dream of seeing is estab
lished by the investigations of competent
inquirers. So far as we know, there is no
proof of a single instance of a person born
blind ever in dreams fancying that he saw.
The subject has been treated by Joseph
Jastrow in The Presbyterian Reviews He
h'as examined nearly two hmJ&red per
sons of both sexes in the institutions for
the blind in Philadelphia and Baltimore.
Thirty-two became blind before com
pleting their fifth year, and not one of
these thirty-two sees in dreams. Con
cerning Laura. Bridgman, the blind anjd
deaf mute, Professor y G. Stanley Hall,
quoted by Mr. Jastrow, says: “Sight and
hearing are as absent from her dreams as
they are from the dark and silent world
which alone she knows.”—Rev. Dr. J. M
Buckley in The Century,
Question of Vital Importance.
Who should marry and who should not
marry is a question of vital imi>ortanco in
the deliberations at Boston of the Ixisoa
association It is a question that sooner
or later must be boldly confronted
church and state alike Like begets like
all the world over, from nmn down to
animalcuia As the parents are so will
the children he It is a law of nature
that cannot be repealed, yet in its effect
is filling the prisons, hospitals and insane
asylums of the land to overflowing, add
ing to the .sum total of crime and misery
everywhere and faxing the sound, the
law abiding, the industrious, to support
the diseased, the criminally base and the
constitutionally depraved and lazy An.
Indiana delegate to the association put
the matter in a terse and thought inspir
ing wuV Mr. Reeves attacked the civil
marriage contract, saying of the state
that no matter who comes for a permit,
the strong ortho weak minded, the sound
and healthy, or the deformed, tho million
aire or the hereditary pauper, all are
given a permit alike, and this civil con
tract is thus fully completed by sanction
of law If a man wants to run a locomo
tivo or practice medicine or plead in the
courts, he must submit to a rigid exam
ination as to his fitness for the position
aud be able to pass one. •
But when he comes forward to get a
permit to enter iuto a contract, the most
sacred that can be assumed, which vitally
affects the bodies social and politic, as
well as corporal, not a word is said. All
are licensed. The church regards mar
riage as a holy covenant. It makes little
or no inquiry as to candidates. So we
have a shocking view of marriage upheld
by church and state. A constant increase
of pauperism and crime must follow. Men
find it to their interests to improve the
races of horses, dogs, cats, cows, chick
ens, pigeons and other animals, but that
race whose members are formed in the
image of the Creator must take its
chances and do its mating after the
fashion of a lottery. Chance rules the
selection of tnen and women for the holy
offices of parentage, and that chance does
its work is shown by the statistics of
criminality in this and other countries. —
Pittsburo’ Bulletin.
How Policemen Wear Gloves.
Did the man who notices everything in
the busy life around him ever take heed
to the fashion of the police force in the
matter of wearing gloves? On Broadway,
down town, where the tall, stalwart of
ficer guides unprotected females through
the labyrinth of endless lines of trucks,
horse cars and drays of all kinds, his
hands are neatly encased in, a pair of
white, closely fitting gloves. At the end
of the day their original color is some
times not apparent, but he wears them
both.
On the avenue, where his duty consists
of walking up and down, up and down in
a monotonous manner, the policeman fol
lows the fashion of the swells that parade
before him. One glove only is worn, aud
that on the left hand, which clasps ten
derly the other neatly folded white bit of
cotton, while his right hand is free to
swing nonchalantly his club.
In the business portions of the city the
presiding genius in bftio discards gloves
as a rule, and his hands are free to grapple
with any obstreperous member of the ex
changes who may feel particularly happy.
But he possesses gloves, you know that,
for you see them just protruding above
his breast pocket.
And down where the outcast portion of
humanity exists, the strong, muscular
guardian of the law walks about bare
handed, for the men with whom he comes
in contact scarcely know what gloves are.
But there is an exception to the general
rule —anew man on the force always
wears both gloves until he finds out the
fashion of Iris district and accommodates
himself accordingly.—New York Evening
Sun. <
American View of English Manners.
No class in the world, probably, is
judged so little on its merits as the Eng
lish upper class. At home it casts a
glamour on men’s eyes, a glamour so great
that Mr. Darwin absolutely believed it
physically superior to other classes, al
though another social observer, Mr. Ed
ward Jenkins, mr !e, a few years since,
the remark: “Why noble earls should
be so ugly is a problem of nat
ure,” and this strikes the Ameri
can visitor to the house of lords as
being nearer the truth. So great is, at
any rate, their lingering prestige among
Liberals, that a leading London reformer
once told me that it was almost essential
to the success of a radical meeting to get
a lord to preside at it, and I have myself
been present at such a gathering in Lon
don, when one of the few really good
speakers I ever heard in England —a man
full of information on the very point at
issue, and expressing it admirably—was
put down, in that brutal way only seen
among Englishmen, through the impa
tience of the audience to iiear a dull and
inarticulate lord, who had nothing to say
and said it.
A class thus situated cannot bo judged
by what is said about it in its own nome;
and when it is transplanted it is apt to
drift among a class of Similar admirers
abroad. No doubt there are noblemen in
England whose manners a critical Ameri
can would call high bred; but it is cer
tain that one may travel a good deal in.
that country, and even go through a con
siderable course of London dinner parties,
without having the good luck to encoun
ter a specimen.—T. W. Higginson in The
Forum.
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The Indian’s Bark Canoe.
The bark canoe is the Indian’s chef
d’ceuvre. It seems to me not only a beau
tiful object, but a suggestive emblem of
his life. It is the most natural boat in
the world; to make it he peels the bark
from a birch, splits a cedar for timbers
and planks, binds it together with roots,
and closes the seams with pitch from the
pine. His tools are an ax, a crooked
knife, and an awl made of a deer’s bone.
No compass and square cover his weak
ness, for every piece tells the exact truth
of his hand and eye; not even a bench
removes him from the earth, nor a root
covers him from the sky; he kneels at his
■work. And the women embody their at
tachment in the pitch they press into the
cracks. It is nature’s model, made by the
wild man in the woods. The life of the
bark canoe is equally poetic; it floats
through mountain lakes with the beaver,
and runs rapids with the otter; indeed,
all its companions are creatures of the
forest; it is faithful to nature to the very
last, when it retires to the shore of some
lonely pond to mold under its mound of
feathery moss.—G. H. Farnham in Har
per’s Magazine.
Weather Changes.
It has been observed in' Italy by Pai
mieri that on a clear day, with every in
dication of continued fine weather, the
electrometer will indicate a change long
before the barometer.—Arkansaw Trav
eler.