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HE GEDHGIA USDS.
D. i. THAXTOK. PAIUw.
HTlfllL 08811 OF BUTTS COPIITY.
General rremont AuS a picturesque pen.
In his “Memoirs,” just out, he says of
an Indian encountered during his second
exploration: “He was a good-looking
young man and as naked as a worm.”
The magnificent plant and property
•worth $50,000,000, at the Charlestown,
Mass., navy-yard, are running to waste,
the Boston Record complains. Five
thousand men were employed there day
and night at one time during the war.
Mr. Albert L. Murdock of Boston has
offered a reward of SSOO to the man
whose method of safe car heating is first
introduced and accepted by any railroad
company. This private move is very
commendable, says the New York
Herald, but the public authorities in each
State should take measures to speedily
ecure the needed reform.
Butte Anaconda, in Montana, is the
latest and most extensive mining camp
in the west. Its 22,000 citizans sup
port four daily newspapers, five brass
and string bands, three variety theatres,
ene opera house, and any number of
gambling and drinking establishments.
The city is out of debt, and has $14,000
in the treasury. The mines in the dis
trict for the year 1886 will produce close
on $24,000,000.
As showing the effect of abundant
food, a late writer says that in France
the population is annually increasing at
the rate of 29 in every 10,000, although
there are fewer marriages and fewer
births than formerly. The fact is, peo
ple in that country now live longer than
they used to, because the supply of
food from home and from this and other
countries is four-fold what it was fifty
years ago.
W. B. Russell, a traveled young Eng
lishman, has been in New York two
months, and during that time has suc
ceeded in losing $250,000 on the stock
market, and then in recovering it with
considerable surplus. Now he is con
vinced that the Southern States offer
better inducements for the profitable in
vestment of money than any other sec
tion of the globe, and has invested
largely in Tennessee iron lands.
The electricians are almost unanimous
in the opinion that the electric spark
would be an immense improvement upon
the rope as an executant of the death
Sentence. The passage of an electric
current through the body of a con
demned man in any convenient method
would launch him into iuternity, they
affirm, in an infinitesimal fraction of a
second; while it takes an average of
sixteen minutes to kill a man with a rope
even when the hangman is an expert
and meets with no accidents.
The most magnificent sapphire in the
world is the property of a noble Russian
family. It is over two inches in length
and is an inch and a half wide, its color
being a rich azure. It is perfect in form
and in water. This peerless gem was in
the keeping of a Parisian jeweler some
years ago, when the sum of one million
and a half of francs was offered for it by
one of the Rothschilds, but the offer
was refused. It is mounted as a brooch,
and is surrounded by large diamonds, a
smaller sapphire, similarly mounted, be
ing suspended from it as a pendant.
Six daughters belonged in the family
of Groceryman Gottlieb Schlecht, of
New York, and the six in turn have
eloped. Annie, the eldest, ran away
when she w T as 21 years old, Amelia when
she was 14, Caroline and Netta when
were 17, Adeline when she was 16,
and Hortensia when she was 12. Hor
tensia’s elopement was with Edward
Russell, and was an occurrence of a few
weeks ago. Tho course of true love in
this case, however, did not run so
smoothly as in the case of the other sis
ters, because Edward has been sent to
jail for marrying a child.
Young men under age who are con
templating entering the army, will do
well to bear in mind ad cision just
rendered by Judge Welke-, of the
United States court, at C.eveland, Ohio.
W. Seward Hearn enlisted in the United
States army in August, 1882, when not
quite 20 years old, and deserted the fol
lowing May. After wandering about
the country for nearly three years he
went to Cleveland and married four
months ago. He was arrested lately for
desertion, and put in the plea that the
enlistment, having been without the
consent of his parents, was illegal, and
that he had tho right to leave at any
time before he came of age. Judge Wel
ker decided that a minor over 16 years
of age was entitled to enlist in the army
without the consent of his parents or
guardian, unless they refused to give
consent, and that he was consequ ntiy
held under the same obligation as if he
weTC of ago.
Thb man who tries to please himself
has an easier time than he who tries to
please everybody.
A company of Fas tem capitalists la
being organized at Pittsburg for the
construction of the largest Bessemer
steel plant in the United States. The
capitnl is $5,000,000. A prominent
railroad president is at the head of the
concern. Work on the buildings will
be commenced this spring.
Yerdi’s new opera, “Otello,” was first
produced in public at Milan recently. A
great crowd was present, including all
the Italian notabilities in the city.
Journalists and critics from all quarters
of Europe were in attendance, with the
managers of the chief European theatres
and opera houses. No more critical oi
intellectual audience was ever brought
together to approve or condemn anew
opera, says the New York Times. Asa
whole, the opera was a great success.
The stalls for the performance sold foi
S4O; seats for S2O, and boxes from SIOO
to $240. Verdi was followed to his hotel
by an immense multitude of admirers,
who cheered him on his way.
How Wc Taste.
Strictly speaking, with the tip of the
tongue, one can’t really taste at all. It
you put a small drop of honey or oil of
bitter almonds on that part of the mouth,
you will find, no doubt to your great
surprise, that it produces no effect of
any sort; you only taste it when it be
gins slowly to diffuse itself, and reaches
the true tasting region in the middle
distance. But if you put a little cay
enne or mustard on the same part you
will find that it bites you immediately—
the experiment should be tried sparing
ly—while if you put it lower down in
the mouth you will swallow it almost
without noticing the pungency of the
stimulant. The reason is that the tip of the
tongue is supplied only with the nerves,
which are really nerves of touch, not
nerves of taste proper; they belong to a
totally different main branch, and they
g>to a different center in the brain, to
gether with the very similar threads
which supply the nerve of smell fo
mustard and pepper. That is why the
smell and taste of these pungent sub
stances are so much alike as everybody
must have noticed, a good sniff at a
mustard pot producing almost the same
irritating effects as an incautious mouth
ful. When one is trying deliberate ex
periments on the subject, in order to test
the varying sensitiveness of the different
parts to different substances, it is neces
sary to keep the tongue quite dry in
order to isolate the thing you are experi
menting with and prevent its spreading
to all parts of the mouth together. In
actual practice this result is obtained in
rather a ludicrous manner—by blowing
upon the tongue between each experi
ment with a pair of bellows. To such
undignified expedients does the pursuit
of science lead the modern psychologist.
—[Journal of Commerce.
Sherman and the “Youngest Soldier.”
Gen. Sherman is famous for his
brusque manners. He has never allowed
the effete and luxuriant East to tame his
wild Western nature. A few years ago
he was at a big meeting of the Grand
Army of the Republic at St. Louis,
when a young man approached him and
said:
“General, you don’t know me, but Ihave
known you a long time. I suppose I was
the youngest soldier wh'o served with
you during the w r ar, aud I want to shake
hands with my old commander.” Gen.
Sherman looked at the young man a mo
ment, and said: “My friend, I suppose
at least 1000 men have claimed the hono.i
of being the youngest of my soldiers. ’’
How old where you when you entered
the service!” “I was just 13,” was the
response.
“Well, if you were only 13,” said
Gen. Sherman, “all I have to say is that
you had better stayed at home with your
mother.”—[Atlanta Constitution.
Why He Waited.
The choir of a certain “orthodox’’
church in New England once sang Men
delssohn’s “I Waited for the Lord,” giv
ing it with four voices only, as they had
no chorus. The start was a good one,
and everytning was going with a swing
and a boom, when suddenly the bass
failed to come in on a solo passage when
he was positively due. The organist
played for a full bar, and then turned
and hissed: “What’s the matter with
you?”
Then, just as everybody was wonder
ing why the bass was behind time, the
singer suddenlv found his voice, and
burst out in really stentorian tones: “I
waited for the Lord. 1 ’
“The people smiled, and after the
piece was finished the organist sought
the singer and said: “Mr. A— —, your
excuse was not quite satisfactory.”—
[Harper’s Weekly.
A Cheap Canvass,
When Lincoln ran for Congress, says
the Century, some of the Whigs con
tributed a purse of S2OO to pay his per
sonal expenses in the canvass. After the
election was over the successful candi
date handed back $199.25. “I did not
need it,” he said, “I made the canvass
on my own horse; my entertainment, be
ing at the houses of friends, cost me noth
ing, and my ODly outlay was seventy
five cents for a barrel of cider which
some f&rm-ha .ds insisted I should treat
them to.”
Nature in the Pine Woods,
Brief tire tbe days
Amid the forest glade;
la spicy shade the golden hours decline;
And down the long arcade
The west winds plays,
All mellow wirh the balmy breath of pine!
The slopj below
Is set to sylvan ease;
The mocking breeze has bared the crimson
vine;
And soft as summer seas
In tidal flow.
The rythmic cadence of the swarthy pine.
O light repose
To lure the listening ear!
O lavish year to steep the heart in wine!
A single bird is here,
With breast of rose —
A single lizard basks beneath the pine.
The terraced risi
Invites the careless tread;
The path is spread with russet need es fine,
And ah! the shining head,
The ardent eyes,
That break the shadows of the purple pin**,
*****
O love, alas!
They vanished as you came—
The sun of flame, the music all divine.
’Tis she, the jealous Dame,
Has seen you pass—
O hear the dirges of the dusky pine.
—[Dora Read Goodale, in Independent.
TOO MUCH FOR THEM.
AN ARKANSAS EPISODE.
Two vulgarly dressed young men on an
Arkansaw railroad train became much
annoyed at the vocal energies displayed
by a fat boy, evidently the son of an
odd-looking couple who sat behind
them. The boy’s father was a tall, gaunt
old iellow. Although the day was cold,
he had taken off his coat, and, with his
thumbs hooked under his bed-tick sus
penders, he lay back : : n an illustration of
that contentment which backwoods
philosophers feel when they inwardly re
s6lve to “let her rip.” The woman
looked tired; otherwise, she would not
have seemed to be the wife of a hillside
farmer. Her face had that faded look
which the old-time negroes termed “po’-
folksey,” and, as anyone might have
seen, she had exhausted about all her
strength in attempting to make the
youngster behave himself.
“Bill,” said one of the young fellows,
“how would you like to be married
and be the proprietor of a chunk of a
boy?”
“Don't know, John; but I’ll tell you
what Ido know. 1 know that if I had
a boy I would either make him be
have himself or I would keep off railroad
trains.
“Think I would, too; but you know
a yap never learns anything.”
“It seems not. Say, old fellow,”
turning and addressing the father of the
annoying boy, “how far are you going
on this train?” :&
“Right smart piece.”
“How far have you come?”
“Right smart piece.”
“Will you please give me your ad
dress?”
“Would like to, but kain’t spare it.
Ain’t got mo’n ernuff fur my own use.”
“How old is that boy?”
“Nearly two-thirds older than he
he would beef he want two-thirds as old
as he is.”
“Pretty sharp, ain’t you?”
“Uster, be, but I run ergin er bluff
an’ knocked off the wire edge.”
“Why don’t you make that boy keep
quiet?” the other young man asked.
“I do try to,” the woman answered
with a sigh of weariness.
“Never mind answerin’ fool ques
tions, mur,” said her husband. “I
couldn’t make no sort uv headway agin
er’ mur” oman in er race uv who ken
pick er chickin fust, but when it comes
ter answerin’ fool questions I reckon I
am er leetle the handies’ pusson you ever
seen.”
“Before you answer many more ques
tions, for which you declare yourselt so
well fitted, ” rejoined the young man,
“you should learn better than to reply
to a simple question with an insulting
insinuation.”
“Yas, that’s wliut they said when Dan
was fotch up befo’ cou’t, but they fined
him all the same.”
The two young men turned away, but
the boy, with a fresh outburst,
again attracted their unwilling atten
tion.
“See here,old fellow,” said the young
man who had been called Bill, “we
can’t put up with that tormenting little
rascal.”
“Ain’t no harder on you than he is on
his mur,” the old fellow replied.
“It is your duty, sir, to make him be
have himself.”
“I’low to when we get home.”
“It is your duty to do it now. What
do you think people travel for, any
way ?”
“To be gwine somewhar, I reckon. ”
“If you were not an old man I would
be tempted to box vour ears.”
. “Yas, I reckon so. Reckon lam er
leetle too old for you. ’Bout three years
old would suit you best.”
“Pap,” said the woman, “please don’t
jower with the strangers. The Lawd
knows I’m doin’ the best I ken to keep
Jim quiet, but kain’t doit. It’s nachu
fur er boy ter yell, an’ it ’pears ter me
that folks oughter un’erstan’ it, but it
looks like they don't. Gentlemen, please
b’ar with him er leetle while longer.
He ain’t well, nohow, an’ ruther than
bother you I would move somewhar else
ef the car wan’t so crowded.”
“Don t worry yourse’f, mur,” the old
fellow rejoiued. “Say,” addressing the
young men, “how much furder air yer
goin’?”
“Not much farther, thank the Lord,”
replied Bill, looking at his watch.
“Wall, wush you’d let me know when
you git to yore gettin’ off places fur I’ve
got somethin’ to tell yer. Funniest
thing you ever heard an’ it won’t take
me two minutes.”
“Suppose we tell him in time and hear
what fool remarks he’s got to make,”
said Bill, whispering tc John.
“All right. He’s quite a character.
Pity hi3 wife hasn’t sense enough to
manage that boy.”
A few minutes later Bill said: “Well,
old fellow, we get off at the next sta
tion.”
“Ah, hah. How long does the train
stop there?”
“Only a very few minutes.”
“I’ll have time, I reckon, to tell you
that little yarn.”
“Oh, yes, if you are brief. Before we
reach our station, I would like to give
you a little piece of advice.”
“Blaze a-loose.”
“Before you start out on another trip,
teach your wife to have more firmness,
compel your boy to learn that he must
not howl or leave them both at home.
Your boy has made me so nervous that
I’ll not get over it fora week.”
“Sorry,” said the old man. “Hope
it won’t strike in.”
“Hope what won’t strike in?”
“The nervous.”
“He’s getting worse,” said the other
young man, speaking in an undertone of
pretended disguise, but really intending
his words to be heard. “I shouldn’t
wonder but we’ll have fits when he
tells us his story. Here’s our station, old
man.”
When the train stopped the old fellow
followed the young men, and when they
reached the station platform, overlooking
a steep embankment of red mud, the
old fellow said: “Won’t keep you long,
gentlemen. Stop over here a minit.”
They stepped over, and, seizing each of
them by the collar, he threw into his
great, long arms a strength almost super
human, held out tbe young men, and,
looking into the eyes of first one and
the other, said:
“Lemme give you some advice: Next
time you travel on a train whar thar’s
er po’ tired ’oman wither sick young
ster, try an’ beer leetle more ’siderate
uv her feelin’s than I am erbout ter be
uvvourn,” and jamming their heads
violently together, he squashed the
young fellows down in front of him as
though they had been toads tools. Then,
after rolling them down the red embank
ment, he waved his hand at an amazed
crowd of men and jumped on the train.
—[Arkansaw Traveler.
The Barbers of Persia.
A Persian barber works in a style that
is very different from that of tonsorial
practitioners in this country. A
typical shop, described by a travel
ler, was a square room with one
side open on the street. In the
centre was a tiny bed of flowers sunk in
the floor, from the middle of which rose
an octagonal stone column a yard high.
The capital o f the column formed a re
ceptacle for the water in which the bar
ber dipped his hand as he shaved his
customer’s scalp—in Persia they do not
lather. On the earthen platform outside
the shop sat a burly man whpse long
beard was being dyed an orange color.
It was full of yellow mud (the henna in
a paste) and bound up with cabbage
leaves to prevent too rapid evaporation.
The shop was very clean. On two re
cesses were displayed four vases filled
with flowers, and the implements of the
barber’s art —scissors, razors, lancets,
hand-mirrors, large pincers to extract
teeth, branding-irons to cauterize the
arteries in amputating limbs, strong
combs, but not a hair brush, for that im
plement is never used by Persians. From
the barter’s girdle hung a round copper
water bottle, his strap, and a pouch to
hold his instruments. In his bosom was
a small mirror, the presentation of which
to a customer is a sign that the job is
finished and that the barber waits for
his pay. The barber shaves the heads ol
his customers, dyes their beards, pulls
their teeth, cups aud bleeds them when
ailing, sets their broken bones, and
shampoos their bodies.
Cowboy Language.
The cowboys have a language of theii
own which no “tenderfoot” may attain
unto until he has served his novitiate.
They call a horse herder a “hors<
wrangler,” and a horse breaker a “bron
cho buster.” Their steed is often t
“cayuse,” and to dress well is to “rac
proper.” When a cowboy goes out o*
the prairie he “hits the flat.” WhV’kej
is “family disturbance,” and to eat is t(
“chew.” His hat is a “cady,” his whij
a “quirt,” his rubber coat a “slicker,”
his leather overalls are “chaps” or “chap
perals,” and his revolver is a “45.”
Bacon is “overland trout” and unbrand
ed cattle are “mavericks.”
In love, as in everything else, experi
ence is a physician who never comes un
til after thc*disorder k cured.
CLIPPINGS FOR THE CURIOUS.
“Gauze” derives its name from Gaza,
where it was first made.
Cajsar’s laconic despatch, il veni, vidi,
rici,” was inspired by the rapidity with
which he had overcome Pharnaces.
It is but twenty-two years since the
war was ended, but in that time $792,-
707,050.29 have been disbursed by the
Pension Office.
The University of Oxford was founded
in the ninth century. The earliest Ger
man university was that at Preyon
founded in 1350.
The word quintal, another form of
cental, is derived from the Arabic kin
tar, which is a modification of the Latin
centum, a hundred.
The house of Hapsburg, the present
ruling tamily of Austria, came to the
front with Rudolph 1., King of Ger
many, in the thirteenth century.
The value of a human life, estimated
from life assurance and wage statistics,
is $14,600. The value, however, is not
realized without work and growth.
The longest tunnel in the world, which
has taken over a century to construct,
has been lately completed. It is at
Schemnitz, in Hungary, and is 10.27
miles long.
A “find” in Sweden lately consisted
of a wooden coffin containing a body
wrapped in a woven material. The
“find” dates from the bronze age and is
the first of its kind made in that country.
M. Gosse has, it is said, found means
to restore the life-like expression to the
eyes of dead bodies. He places a few
drops of glycerine and water on the cor
nea, and lifelike expression is repro
duced.
The most powerful telescopes now in
use magnify 2000 times. As the moon
is 240,000 miles from the earth, it is thus
practically brought to within 120 miles,
at which distance the snowy peaks of
several lunar mountains are distinctly
visible.
Jereme Miller, of Jackson, Mich., has
a three-year-old son whose constant com
panion is a lighted corn cob pipe filled
with strong tobacco. He puffs it with
great relish, having found the tobacco
habit through sucking old clay pipes
given him to play with.
A Plea for the Birds.
Maurice Thompson says in the New
Orleans Times-Democrat: Aside from
its incomparable song and its bright, vi
vacious ways, the mocking-bird is of
great value to those who own orchards
or vineyards. No bird, if we except the
cat-bird, is so great a destroyer of the
insects, grubs and larvae that infest
orange, pear, pecan and peach trees, and
whoever has observed closely will admit
tqat no scuppernong vine should be
without its mocking-bird to defend it
from its enemies. When you suffer the
mocking-birds to be destroyed you per
mit the doom of fruit-growing to be
sealed on the gulf coast. Twenty years
ago the apple, peach and pear crops of
Indiana were superabundant; now they
are scarcely of any value in a general
way; the secret lies largely in the de
struction of insectivorous birds. In In
diana, as on the gulf coast, the climate
has had to bear all ihe blame, while the
cheap shotgun, the net and the snare
have been doing the work; still the truth
remains that it is no colder now in one
place or the other than it was forty years
ago, when fruit trees flourished in Indi
ana and when the orange trees were
loaded every year all round the gulf
coast.
The Hawk Got Worsted.
Two little boys that I happen to
know of managed to get a hold of three
or four pair of squabs about 15 months
ago, and now they have a flock of
about eighty pigeons. A hungry hawk
managed to slip up on the pigeons one
morning. Singling out Brownie, he
made a dart for the veteran. Brownie
flew directly at the window of the little
boys’ room, followed by the hawk. At
the window the pigeon made a turn of
indescribable swiftness, and the hawk
went crasning through a window’ pane.
It so happened that a caged mocking
bird was hanging in the room, and the
su Iden appearance of the hawk caused
D.ck to give utterance to shrieks that
could be heard a quarter of a mile. The
hawk, nothing dazed by his experience,
made an effort to get at the bird and
mounted the cage for that purpose. Dick
fell on the floor of his wire parlor and
made the house resound with his shrill
cries. Then the little boys appeared o£
the scene amf they soon put an end to
the hawk.—[Atlanta Constitution.
Eff cts of Fear.
Some years ago, in France, a poor
woman was bitten by a dog, undoubted
rabid, near Notre Dame, and taken to
the Hotel Dieu, where the wound was
at once cauterized. Several months
after she was recognized in the street by
a student who had >een her under the
operation. “Hallo!” he exclaimed,
“you are not dead? The dog which bit
you was nevertheless mad!” The poor
woman, dismayed, was soon afterwards
seized with spasms of the most violent
kind. Admitted to the clinique of Dr.
Burquoy, she was put wilder treatment,
but without avail, and died soon after
.wards.—(Health Sfomc.
ONYCHOMANCY.
The Art of Divination by the
Finger Nails.
A Doctor Says There is a Growing Craze
for Long Nails.
4 ‘ln these days of chirognomy and
chiromancy and all the other ologies,
and ancies relating to people’s hands
and heals and noses and ears, it is sur
prising that no one has as yet revived
the old art of onyehomancy,” said a
South Side physician the other day to a
Chicago Herald reporter.
“What is onyehomancy? Well, it is
the art of divination by the nails, and
was much practised by some of our
many-times-great-grandfathers, I think
in the eighteenth century. The most
learned and distinguished of onychoman
cists was Jerome Cardan, who was con
sidered as great an oracle in his day as
Mr. Heron-Allen is at preset, though
Cardan never made such pratical use of
his reputation as the wide-awake English
man has done. He was a languid, blase
Parisian, always inventing some new
method for making life endurable
methods, by the way, whose only merit
would seem to be originality.
“Monsieur Cardan found relief in
Onyehomancy. He devoted a great deal
of time to the art, and became quite
proficient in it. He himself was the
proud possessor of extraordinarily large
nails—nails so magnificent in volume and
shape that he counted them as ‘one of
the four eminent gifts bestowed upon
him in order that he might be distin
guished from the rest of mankind.’
“By means of these nails he is said to
have foretold his future almost exactly,
finding it traced out upon them almost
as plainly as in a map. For instance,
omens of ill presented themselves in the
form of livid or black marks on the nail
of the forefinger, while marks perfectly
white in the same place were prognos
tics of coming good fortune. Specks on
the thumb nail meaut approaching
honors, and riches were heralded on the
nail of the index finger. The size, color
and precise location of the different
specks were all matters of the greatest
importance.
“Did you knew,” he continued, “that
the Jews held some extraordinary opin
ions about nails? They used to believe
that before the fall, the bodies of our
first parents were perfectly transparent,
and that of these lucid envelopes of the
soul our nails were the sole surviving
remains. Curious belief, wasn’t it?
You wouldn’t care to be so exquisitely
transparent yourself? Neither should I.
“This long-nail craze is growing more
and more fashionable, isn’t it? I notice
some of my patients wear regular claws,
and the more fashionable the woman the
longer and more pointed her nails. I
suppose it is founded on the Chinese
idea that long nails are indications of
gentility, since they are inconsistent
with any mechanical employment oi
such a vulgar pursuit as working for
one’s bread. I’ve read that in Nubia
the long finger nail is considered an
indisputable proof of good birth and
high rank; so much so that the aspiring
Nubian who wishes to get into society
and belong to the upper ten thousand
constantly exposes his or her finger-tips
to cedar fires, a process which insures
the expansion of the nail. It seems to
me that we are fast descending, or as
cending, as you choose to call it, to
the Nubian standard, since length of
nail really seems to be taken as a crite
rion of good breeding. I heard a‘ friend
of my daughter the other day talking
about a vouug lady who has lately
moved into the neighborhood.
“ ‘I don’t think she can be much,’ said
the young woman.
“ ‘Why?’ was asked.
“ ‘Well, I happened to see her with
her glove off and her nails were quite
short and round,” in a disgusted tone.
“Have you permission to use the in
formation about onychamoncv? Oh, by
all means. My daughters heard me talk
iig about it the other day, and since
then they have been hard at work study
ing up all the books they could find on
the subject. To tell the truth, I pur
posely awakened their interest in it with
the idea that a liitl j talk about * red
s >eclis’ and ‘black specks’ would be a
r lief from the eternal chatter upon
•head lines’ and ‘heart lines’ and what
not which I have been compelled to listen
to for the last six months.
A Bottomless Fit.
The bottomless pit is not a mere figure
of speech now in the Sandwich Islands.
Professor Alexander declares that he has
sounded the extinct crater near the leper
settlement of Molokai, and a line 3500
feet long remained taut and failed to
reach the bottom. The thorough ex
ploration of this crater would probably
result in some valuable additions to our
knowledge of volcanic action.—[San
Francisco Chronicle.
Men Complimented.
Miss Knickerbocker—lf Talmage is
right, Mr. Snobberly, you ought to be a.
magnificent dancer.
Snobberly—Ah, what did he say?
“He says men of talent and command
ng intellect are never good dancers.”'
[Texas Siftings. i