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W. F. SMITH) Publisher, VOLUME VIII. NEWS GLEANINGS. lit l ' factory at Selma, Ala., uses an-, mmlly about 1,500 bales of cotton. It is reported that persons from a dis innee are rapidly buying the ceal lands of Tuscaloosa county, Ala. I'he Vicksburg Herald says that Yala husha county, Miss., has imposed a tax of $1 on each dog, except one to a fam ily, in the ctunty. 1 iie lam pa (Fla.) Tribune says that sheep-shearing in South Florida is be gin), and that the wool clip this year will he larger than ever before. I ii<‘ pistol law has been signed by Gov. Ghurchiil, of Kansas. Tt imposes fine and imprisonment for thirty days, and allows the court no discretion. 1 he Brady land, in Rockbridge county, Va., 7,000 acres of mountain land, as sessed at ten cents per acre, has been sold to a Pennsylvania firm for $23,000. Petitions to the Legislature of iSouth Carolina are circulating in Marlboro asking the total prohibition of the man ufacture ana sale of ardent spirits in the State. ( itizens living on Seneca river, in Anderson county, S. C., say that it is very seldom now they ever catch a shad in that stream, from the fact that a dam across the Savannah river, at Augusta, prevents them from coming higher up the stream than that city. The Memphis Board of Health has offered to the National Board of Health the quarantine grounds and buildings on President’s Island for use as an inspec tion station, and has requested the Na tional Board to place an Inspector or In spectors on duty at New Orleans and such other Southern ports as may be • loomed necessary. Since the inauguration of the Board of Harbor Commissioners at Norfolk. Va., the total amount of excavation is 1,317,898 cubic yards. The board has granted permits to the seaboard and Roonoke railroad to reclaim a large por tion of the Portsmouth flats adjacent to its North-street depot wharf, and to con struct thereon extensive docks and piers. I ho ( harleston News and Courier re ports that in Greenville county, S. C., there were recorded last year 2,340 liens' .noraging about 245 each, making an aggregate of $105,300 in property pledged by the farmers for supplies. This season thus f.u there have been 9< 2 liens given, for amounts ranging from $5 to $250 averaging about $45, making a total of $43,740. The Memphis Avalanche recalls the fact that Randolph, an ancient and de • a\od p#st village of Tipton county. form., was once the commercial metroj - olis of West Tennessee.' Fifty years ago it was a place of far more importance than Memphis. It never fully recov ered from the disastrous blow struck by the panic of 1837. It was burned finally m 1803 bv the Federals, the Con federate Col. Faulkner having fired into a pass ing steamer. Ntnv Orleans Democrat: It is said ili.H wheat in Northern Texas is beerin nincr to break down in just the same manner as it did last year; what the ( ause of this was no two persons seemed to spree upon at the time, but later it was pretty generally conceded to be the work of a worm. The worm has not yet !iefn ou the ground, but it may be that it is’working on the root of the grain, and will make its appearance on the surface later. Anderson (S. 0.) Intelligencer, March l : The work of immigration to South Carolina is being successfully pushed forward by the Agricultural Department of this State. Col. A. P. Butler, the Commissioner of Agriculture, who is temporarily in charge of the matter, has introduced and settled in different parts of South Carolina over 100 German families since the Ist of January, and continuing the work in a most suc cessful and promising manner. Atlanta Constitution: In the Stone wall Cemetery at Winchester a large number of soldiers from Georgia lie un buried—probably fully 500. Virginia and Maryland, by erecting handsome monuments, have acknowledged their indebtedness to their own heroes, and it is now proposed that the people of Geor ?la s | attest their gratitude and regard for her dead soldiers by erecting °n the l°t where so many of them sleep tting monument to their memory. ilmingtcn (N. C.) Star: We regard i " matter of the dairy and of sheep Dented U Industrial Interest, the Dilfihwn ef Trith, the Establishment of Jistico, and thoFresemtion of a Feople’g torernment husbandry as of the greatest importance to our people. Both can be made to add to the wealth of North Carolina many millions of dollars annually. The other day we copied a paragraph from the Elizabeth City Carolinian, which showed that canned vegetables were sold in the stores of North Carolina that were raided on the bleak lands of Maine, where it is winter six months in the year. Such a fact is a blistering shame. The largest single contribution to public purpose ever made in Charleston or in South Carolina was the act of one of the most successful planters in the State, Mr. Ephraim M. Baynard, who, in 1865, seeing the need of educational opportunities at home, set aside the con siderable sum from his fortune of $168,- 200 in securities of the city of Charles ton as a permanent endowment fund. It is preserved unimpaired, and is now held in four per cent, city bonds, giving sta bility to the college of Charleston. New Orleans Picayune: Census Bul letin No. 77, just issued, shows that the colored population of Kansas numbers 43,096. In 1870 there were 17,108. If we allow an increase of twenty-five per cent, during the decade, there ought to have been 21,400. We have thus, say 21,700, to represent the exodus move> inent from the Southern States. It is probable that about double this number went to Kansas, but finding the condi tions of life somewhat different from what was represented, fully half became dissatiffied and came back to their old homes. Speaking of street improvements, the Atlanta Constitution says: “The work that has already been done has added heavily to the value of the property in the neighborhood. Near old Peachtree Mr. Gaines is assessed over $3,000 on an investment of S9OO made less than a year ago, and Mr. Hoke Smith over $7,000 on an investment of $1,900 made about a year and a half ago. These are but lucky samples of the advance that will be recorded all along the line. The friends of old Peachtree insist that it will soon equal new Peachtree as a resi dence street. The Whitehall improve ment will bring just as decided results, and will start a boom in West Ena property as soon as it is opened and made the thoroughfare between that de lightful suburb and the city. Out near Richardson street, a little work done by the street force in clearing anew way has resulted in the building of twelve new houses within a radius of less than 200 yards, and others are going up, three only of the twelve houses being finished. Six of them are built by Mr. Wadley as tenement houses; the others are homes. On one new street the increase in taxa ble property in one year was overslCo,- 000.” Natural Sounds. Among the natural sounds of obscure origin with which mythology and sci ence have been occupied are the rustlings and so-called voioes which seem to come from the air, sometimes from the bosom of the earth, and which have been re marked upon in all ages. Autenrieth refers them to the same class as the noises like thunder or the firing of can non, which the hearers often fail to trace to an apparent cause. Sometimes they seem like the trampling of horses, or the roll of drums, or the elar gor of trumpets; at other times, like human voices. In the last case the sounds are those which are common to all men, and may be interpreted by each hearer as in his own language. To the Romans they spoke Latin, to the Greeks Greek, to the Scotch Highlanders Gaelic. History lias notices of these sounds; the Bible descriptions attribute to them a religious significance. They are re ferred to when it is related that Samuel heard the voice of Jehovah three times in the temple ; when Habukknk, pro nouncing the curse on Babylon, spoke of the stones crying out in the walls ; when the glad mountains and waves are mentioned in the Psalms ; in the ac count in John of the voice that cried out from heaven when Jesus went into Jeru salem, and the people wondered whether it was thunder or an angel; in the story of the conversion of St. Paul, and in the account of the pouring out of the Holy Spirit on the day of Pentecost. The profane history of antiquity also tells of voices from above, and ascribes to them a supernatural significance and an influ ence over the hearts of men. Instances in point are sounds of battle and the clash of arms and the neighing of horses, heard bv night, according to Pausanias, on the field of Marathon ; the address of the god Pan to the Athenian Ambas sadors to Sparta, told of by Herodotus, and the voices heard by both armies after the battle of the Romans with the sons of Tarquin. The Germans have myths of the din made by the war god and liis marching hosts, of the wild huntsman, of strange cries and of the barking of dogs heard in the air ; and the Fiench have stories not unlike them. —. Exchange. It does not improve a potato to have specks on its eyes. INDIAN SPRINGS, GEORGIA. ELOCUTION ART ASPIRANTS. Queer Person* Who Think They PoueM Dramatic Talent. [From the New York Sun.] “There are some queer persons who try to learn elocution,” a well-spoken prefessor said. “It is really surprising to see with what persistence those who are positively disqualified will strive to acquire the de clamatory art. Public school education is responsible for a good deal of this. Take a class of college boys; they are al most men. Their tastes and capacities are thoroughly marked. It is obvious that some of them have no aptitude for elocution. Their voices are inadequate; their action is irretrievably bad. Yet the curriculum requires that they should de claim regularly. No amount of natural disqualification relieves them from this duty. The result is that they only fur nish sport for their companions, and go through the college course with only a perfunctory performance of this part of their duties. Of course, this in direct conflict with the most advanced thought on the subject of education. Both com mon sense and science dictate that it is a waste of time to try to teach some persons some things. Vast sums of money and long periods of time might he saved by refraining from attempts to perform the impossible in teaching. “But there are some funny instances of persons of more mature years trying to learn elocution. Persons who have had little or no education in school, who can neither read nor pronounce, to whom a proper name is an insurmountable ob stacle and a word beyond the common place a rubicon, think they can be fitted to shine in elocution. Those persons always trip up on pronunciation. They make the most ludicrous blunders with out the faintest conception why they are laughed at. You may say that we ought not to try to teach such persons. You might as well say that a dry goods mer chant should not sell unbecoming goods. Here is a young fellow' who is doing moderately well in business. He goes into company and finds that eloention is all the rage. He sees others brought into prominence by readings and recita tions. He thinks that he oan make liis mark, and lie comes to me or some other professor to get instruction. I had a young grocer who took a notion to read Shakespearean pieces. He tripped over every unusual word, he stumbled over every proper name, and lie absolutely fell down on the point of memory. It was only by dint of hard hammering that I could get him drilled into one twenty minute reading. Finally I got tired of taking liis money, and had to send him away. “Then I had a fat, fussy little fellow, who took a notion to play Hamlet with a dramatic association. I told him frankly that his physique was not fit for the character. Imagine the melancholy Dane with a paunch! I had a big butcher once who wanted to play “Claude Melnotte.” He was better fitted to lug a side of beef than to toy with “Pauline.” It seemed wrong to take his money, but I was afraid to tell him the truth. I be lieve the audience cured him at his first and last attempt. But the climax of ab surdity was a little bantam fellow, who took a fancy for heavy parts. He want ed to play Coriolanus or Richard 111. , or other parts that required voice and action. I never saw him try ing one of those characters without thinking of the fable of the toad and the ox. His tragedy was always very funny. When I first began teaching I used to try to get these fellows to listen to the truth. I got no thanks for my honesty, and only lost my customers. Now, when any one comes to me to be taught I do the best I can to teach him. I never get tired taking tlieh’ money as long as they don’t get tilled paying. The Great Bell of St. Paul’s. St. Paul’s has always possessed, and still owns, a great bell. From time im memorial the citizens claimed the east ern part of the churchyard as the place of assembly for their folk-motes. “In the great steeple there situate (which, we may remark, was an isolated structure), was tlicir common bell, which being there rung, all the inhabitants might then hear and come together.” Thus Stow Dugdale supposes this building to have stood where is now St. Paul’s School. So far back as the 15th of Ed ward I. (1286) mention is made, in a quo warranto, of the custom of ringing a bell in this tower as one existing long ere that date. Henry VIII. lost tower, spire, and bell at a game of hazard to Sir Miles Partridge, who quickly over threw' his winnings and melted the bell. For not far short of two centuries St. Paul's had no great bell. That which it now possesses was the gift of William 111. It was originally cast in the reign of Ed ward 1., and was hung at the gate of Westminster Hall, to notify the hour to the Judges. It was afterwards called “Edward of Westminster,” and subse quently “Westminster Tom.” William gave it to the Cathedral of St. Paul, whither it was brought on New-Year’s Day, 1699. Since then it has been twice recast, each time with an addition of metal. It weighs more than two cwt. over five tons. It is ten feet in diameter and ten inches in thickness of metal. The tone is very fine in the musical note A, concert pitch. The honr is struck by a large hammer, and falls on the outside rim of the bell by its own weight. The bell is only tolled—that is to say, the clapper is only used—on the death of one of the royal family, or of the Archbishop of Canterbury, the Bishop of London, the Dean of St. Paul’s or the Lord Mayor. —London City Press. T'rof. Uavid Swihg says that the charm of fishing lies partly in the fact that it is a pursuit after the unknown, the unseen and the ardently expected. Anecdote of Barry Yelvcrto.n The rules and regulations for the ar ranging and carrying out of affairs of honor—the duel—during the latter part •f the last century, and the beginning of lie present, were exhaustive and precise. Certain infractions of social order were liekl to be unpardonable. A blow, for instance, could not be overlooked; and then there were certain acts set down as equivalent to ? blow—such as giving the iie direct, nrrd so on. In short—we speak now particularly of Ireland—when a man has been guilty of offering insult f any kind, it was at once determined, n reference to the rules, what the repar ition must be. The sword and pistol were always in order, though tire thirty six articles of :i>- Code, sometimes called ‘The Polite pjorniuandmeiits, ” were framed with a special aim to protect tlio juietly-disposod and weakly citizens from insult, as far as possible; and the resort to arms, under this code, was ivoided where it could be properly lone. This introduction will enable us better to understand the pitli of the following story, which was told to me by a son of the sod. Among the gay and festive of the fash ionable society of Cork there was not me more prominent than was Barry Yel verton, the wealthy and eccentric nephew >f Lord Avonmore. In the use of the sword and pistol he was a master. He could shoot a finger from a glove in the air, at twenty paces, hit the bull’s eye nineteen times in twenty at thirty paces, raising liis pistol, and firing at tlio word; while at sword-play he was deemed well nigh invincible. One night, at the Mayor’s ball, where a large and select company were gath ered, Barry allowed himself to drink to a state of wild intoxication; and, while in this unfortunate condition, he man aged to insuLt a number of orderly men. Some he jostled violently; to others he used grossly abusive language; and still others he insulted by treading cruelly on their toes. What more lie might have done, or what the closing scene of the night might have been, had he been suffered to keep on, there is no telling; but at length two of his friends, assist ing liis valet, got him away from the scene. On the following morning, when he was able to realize what he had done, he wrote a note to each of the men whom he had insulted, appointing a meeting for that afternoon, at three o’clock, at the riding-room of the regimental bar racks; and these notes were dispatched by trusty friends. At the appointed hour tkree-and twenty men were assembled, each of them having come in answer to regular summons; and in due time appeared Barry Yelverton, with, swords and pis tols borne by a servant, while in his own hand he carried a blackthorn staff. Upon referring to a paper •which he held, he found that to six of the gentle men present lie liad given offence which the code made equivalent to a blow; so to each of these, in turn, he offered liis blackthorn staff, bidding them to take satisfaction by striking him over the back, ill retaliation, as severely as their needs of revenge, or redress, might dic tate. To five others he had offered af front which might be wiped away by simply craving pardon; and to these he handed each a card, with the simple sentence thereon written, —“I ask your pardon!” To the remaining moiety he turned and said, with a polite bow: “To you, gentlemen, lean only offer such satisfaction as you may demand. Here are swords and pistols; I acknowl edge your light, and I will give each his turn, as he shall elect.” We need hardly add that the affair ended in a hearty laugh and a jolly time. The wounded honors were all healed, and Barry had established himself firmly in the good opinion of those whom he had offended. Minus E. A correspondent of the Chicago In ter Ocean whites: You newspaper men have been publishing as something marvelous a string of verses in which the letter “ E ” is “ conspicuous for its ab sence,” as the phrase goes. Pshaw! That letter is very much over-estimated. One hardly misses the little joker if he gets used to doing without him, pro vided he is allowed to write as poets generally do, without sense, too. Thus: John Knox was a wight of wondrous might, And his words rang high and shrill, For bold and stout was his spirit bright, And strong was his stalwart will Kings sought in vain his mind to chain, And that giant brain to oontrol, Btit naught on plain or stormy main Couid daunt that mighty soul. John would sit and sigh till morning cold Its shining lamps put out, For thoughts untold on his mind laid hold, And brought but pain and doubt. But light at last on his soul was cast, Away sank pain and sorrow; His boul is gay in a fair to-day, And looks for a bright to-morrow. And so on ad infinitum. So, you see, a fellow can write with ease without E’s (if yon will forgive a cheap pun). How to Prevent Horses Slipping. The methods adopted in Germany for preventing the slipping and falling of horses on the public roads is as unique as it is simple. The smith, when finish ing the shoe, punches a hole in two ends; as soon ea the shoe is made he taps in a screw thread and screws into the shoes, when on the horse’s foot, a sharp-pointed stud an inch in length. With shoes thus fitted the horse can travel securely over tho worst possible roads. When the horse comes to the stable the pointed stud is unscrewed and a button screwed in. No damage can then happen the horse" and the screw holes are thus pre vented from filling up. \ FIiATTEKED woman is always indul gent.—-Chenier. Beer-llunting With Daniel Webster. In tlie winter of 1813-44 deer were quite plenty in Plymouth woods. Daniel Webster was then at Marshfield. Word was sent to him that the Kingston gang was going on a deer hunt the day be fore Thanksgiving, with invitation for him to join us, and all were to meet at the old fiaxing place at Smelt pond at sunrise, sharp. By 8 o’clock liis honor appeared with a gentleman friend; and Samuel and Waldo F., Uncle Thomas 8., and my father and myself. We all had king’s arms, percus sioned, except Mr. Webster and liis friend, who had double guns. It was a fine, frosty morning and our party lively. We had two good hounds. Samuel and Waldo were to take the hounds and drive Watson’s valley. Uncle Tom was to drive over and take Nick’s rock stand. The rest of us were to hurry over to the Carver road and string out at the guide board crossing. We had scarcely reached our places before we heard the welcoming voice of tlie hounds in full cry and soon the thundering echoes of two king’s arms at the head of Watson’s valley, and then echoing down the valley came: “Wlioop-oh! Wlioop-oli! Look out, look out!” The hounds were coming directly toward us. I soon detected something coming down the blind road at my right, and when within forty yards it stopped behind a bush. I shot at tlie fellow I saw, when almost immediately two deer came out of the bushes at my left and crossed the road within a few yards of mo. My father, who stood on my right, and Mr. Webster and friend, who stood at my left, all fired and one deer fell. I ran into the woods where I had shot, and, not finding anything, returned, to find that Mr. Webster and friend had jumped into their wagon and ran their horse to West Pond road to intercept the other deer at the crossing, as the dogs had gone on in track of the other. Father advised me to hurry on and he would stay there with the dead deer, and wait for Sam and Waldo to come up. Uncle Tom had come up and kept on in liis carriage toward West Pond, and while he was driving the deer came within gunshot, and he shot at it from his wagon. The deer, slightly wounded, now came back directly to ward tlie guide-boaid crossing again. I, hearing the dogs, hurried back. Tlie deer jumped into the road some ninety yards off and we all fired. The deer fell, but gained liis feet and bounded away, falling at every jump. Running up the road we all chased it except father, who reloaded, and running the old mare overtook and shot the deer. We now had a joyful lunch, washing it down with something good from Mr. Webster’s lunch basket. Then we concluded to start for home, as it was about 2 o’clock. We decided that Mr. Webster and liis friend had shot the buck and my father had shot the doe. Mr. Webster gave us $1 each, and he and his friend took the buck, which wa,s a nice one, and father gave the other two men 50 cents each and took the doe, as three of us were at my father’s. I, feeling a little dissatis fied at my first shot, took one of the hounds and went up the blind road where I first shot. The hound, snuffing around, soon found a large red fox dead within ten feet of where I shot at him. We now took our bells from our wagon boxes and returned home jingling, as was the custom if successful.— Cor. For est and Stream. They Drank Him Up. In the neighborhood of Marseilles, not long ago, was discovered an ancient Ro man burying-ground, containing, among other interesting graves, that of Consul Cams Septimus, wherein a quantity of antique weapons and coins were found, and, moreover, an amphora—the inscrip tion upon which was all but illegible— containing a small quantity of a thick, reddish liquor. The amphora, emptied of its contents, was submitted to the in spection of an eminent archaeologist, who, after bestowing extraordinary pains on the deciphering of the mutilated char acters engraven upon its surface, de clared it to be his opinion that they in dicated the presence of genuine Faler nian within the vessel, adding that Caius Septimus, a jovial consul of considerable repute as a judge of good wine, had ob viously ordered that a flask of the best vintage in his cellar should be buried with him. The scientific gentleman who had discovered the consul’s grave and taken possession of its contents, upon learning the true character of the liquid relic in question, at once started for Paris with his Falemian in a glass decan ter, and, there arrived, invited a dozen of his friends, members of the Academy of Inscriptions, to a dinner at one of the leading restaurants. At desert he pro duced the “consul’s wine,” carefully poured it into four tiny liqueur glasses, and handed it round to his guests, ex horting them to drink it, reverently and upstanding, to the immortal memory of Caius Septimus. The glasses had scarcely been emptied when a telegram was brought in by the head-waiter on a salver, and laid before the founder of the feast. He opened and glanced at it, and then, letting it fall to the floor, fled from the room, with a cry of terrible agony. One of the startled Academicians picked up the message and read it aloud. It ran as follows : “Marseilles, 7p. m. Don’t drink contents of amphora. Not Faler nian at all. Have deciphered inscription on foot, which previously escaped my no tice. Red liquid is body of Consul Caius, liquified by special embalming process.” But the friendly warning came too late. The archseolagist and his Academical colleagues had drank up the consul to his last drop. The Egyptian emblem of a serpent with its tail it its mouth is the earliest historical reference to the garment, still in vofirue. known as the “swallow-tail.” SUBBCRIPT(ON-sl.il. NUMBfiB 35. HUMORS OF THE DAT. A black subject—the coal question. What burns to keep a secret?—seal ing-wax. Electric belles—female telegraph operators. The spot for husbands with scolding wives—Shrews-bury. When would a volunteer corps most need a cook? When they have got a range. Even dumb animals exhibit attach ment. The horse is always attached to the vehicle which ho draws. An old farmer on being informed that one of his neighbors owed him a grudge, growled out: “No matter, he never pays anything. ” A paper, in giving an account of a shoo tin" affray, says the wounded man is expected to recover, as the pistol-ball lodged in his “dinner-pail.” A steamboat captain, in advertising for an excursion, closes thus: Tickets twenty-live cents; children half price, to bo had at the captain’s office. “ “Empty is the Cradle, Baby’s Gone,” is the tittle of the latest serio-idiotio song. It will probably be followed by “Empty Is the Bottle, Papa’s Full.” “Put upon my tombstone,” said the dying man, “an epitaph stating that I was a scoundrel, thief, and brute. Then people will think I was a good man. Epitaphs always lie so.” “ I believe the jury have been inocu lated for stupidity,” said a testy lawyer. “That may be,” replied his opponent, “ but the bar and the court are of the opinion that you had it in the natural way.” Lieutenant Commander Gorringe says the obelisk will endure in our climate for 8,640 years. We advise our readers to remember this. They may get the laugh on Gorringe in the year 10,440. “Are you a good rider?” asked a liv ery man. “I am,” replied the customer, and just then the horse snorted, stood on its hands, came down and bucked. And the customer went on, from his high seat in the haymow: “See how easily I get off.” “To what degree,” asks an inquiring friend of Mr. Beecher, “may a person at the present day be ignorant without being guilty ?” “That depends on til person,” replies Henry Ward; “sornh people are born with a genius for ignor ance.” Her lips were like the leaves, he said, By Autumn’s crimson tinted; “ Some people Autumn leaves preserve By pressing them,” she hinted. The meaning of the gentle hint The lover did discern, And so he clasped her round the neck, And glued hia lips to her’n. A little five-year-old boy astonished his mother one day by urging her to see if his chin whiskers had not commenced to sprout. Another, standing before her and looking up into her face, inquired, “Ma, what’s the reason I ain’t a man now? I’ve got a jack-knife and a pocket book.” “1 should like to know,” said little Allie, after church one Sabbath, “what makes the minister say what he does always when he reads a hymn.” “What does he say?” asked mamma. “Why, he always says ‘short Peter,’ or‘long Peter,’ or some other kind of Peter, when there isn’t a word about Peter in the whole hymn !” THE TURKEY. Proud bird of the barnyard, blithesome and free, A murderous bludgeon is hovering o’er thee— A fleet-footed urchin, a hard-hearted bub, Will hit you a rap with more’n a stuffed club. Make the most of thy time, for soon thou’lt be caught, And thine own precious head to the block’ll be brought. Then gobble! and gobble 1 and gobble away, Thyself will be gobbled at no distant day. A rest to thy soul and peace to thy ashes, A dinner thou’lt make and cheap sundry hashes; A breakfast, perhaps, and a light supper, too, And then be dissolved in a thin, carcass stew. A young lady at an evening party found it apropos to use the expression, “Jordan is a hard road to travel,” but, thinking that to be vulgar, substituted the following: “Perambulating progres sion in pedestrian excursion along the far-famed thoroughfare of fortune cast up by the banks of the sparkling river of Palestine, is, indeed, attended with a heterogeneous conglomeration of un forseen difficulties.” At a lecture, the lecturer had occasion to speak of the style the Turks have of shaving the head all but a tuft on top, which, he said, was probably left to as sist the resurrection angel in bringing them up at the last day. Johnnie looked up at the smooth, shiny head of his father, and then whispered to his mother: ‘ ‘ Pap won’t have any kind of a chance, will he?” Jews.' A writer in the English Contemporary Review states that there “are more Jews in Berlin than in the whole of En gland, or in the whole of France. The Mayor of Berlin is a Jew, so was the late President of the German Parlia ment. Two-thirds of the Berlin lawyers are Jews; the whole of the so-called Liberal press is in Jewish hands; and the bankers, financiers and leading shop keepers of the capital are of the same race. In the watering places and health resorts of Germany the people who live in the best hotels and most luxurious villas, drive the finest equipages, and wear the most extravagant raiment, are Jews.” Fast Talkers. When Gambetta delivers a speech he pronounces 230 to 240 words a minute. An ordinary speaker pronounces only about 180 words in the same time Lord Macaulay used to pronounce 330 words in a minute. Out of every 100 inhabitants in the United States, sixteen live in cities.