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THE ADVERTISE 4 \
VOL. V. NO. 21.
Influence
The morning broke upon a snllen worid;
A heavy mist encompassed sea and land;
The city’s smoke hung low on every
' hand;
The roses stood with velvet j-etals furled.
Like pouting maids with pretty lips half
curled,
Waiting, with drooping heads and checks
unfa» ned,
Their zcpdiyr-lovera—a dejected band;
While listlessly tho languid windmill
whirled.
Then, suddenly, a ray of golden light
Fell on the earth; the gray mist slunk
•way,
The smoke «|*ed upward in majestic flight,
The zephyrs sung a merry roundelay,
The roses laughed, the windmill whirred de
liKht,
The sunbeams danced, and all the world
was gay.
— Emma V. D'und in Youth*' Companion.
THEIR NEW NEIGHBOR.
IIV KA1K M CLEARY.
“Girls! ’ cr'el Margery Kearney,'
•Tve seen him!—Clive Sterling!—Our
now neighbor! *
In quite a whirl of excitement Mar¬
gery had dashed Into the cozy room
whero her three sisters were sitting.
She was shining with rain, from the
hood of her silver-gray gomamer to the
▼ery tips of her rubbers. The fluffy
brown curia across her forehead were
sprinkled with bright drops, and her
cheeks wero glowing from her rapid
walk.
“You did?” interrogatively chorussad
three eager voioos.
•“I really did! ’
“Is lie handsome?” asked Janet, who
appreciated nil beauty as intensely as
only a plain-looking person can.
“Intellectual-looking?’ inquired Clc
tilde, who dipped daily into Emerson,
and professed to adore It i-kin.
“Jolly?” queried little Bertie, whs
was at the ago when jolly ponp'e seemed
created for her erpec al amusement.
“No—no—-no! ’ laughed Margery.
4 i Not handsome—or learned-looking— •
or even jolly. He is s mpty tho most
awkwatd-looking mortal 1 ever bo*
held l*’
And she broke into a peal of heartiest
laughter at recollection of her encounter
•with their new neiglih r.
4 • You see it was this way, pirla, ♦f
j'fkiug < (T her g mu timer, and disclosing
a foim nttiied in ii dress of chocolate
, cashmere—a form that was trim, slim
ami willowy as tiiat of sweet seventeen
is apt to lie. “1 was running homo in
a gient hutry—for it’s chillier out than
you folks imagin'’—tin l ju»t as I came
oppos? o thu gate of „ The Oak*.’ 1
•toppe 1 very mi l lenly. For right there
was thmo.t liemeiidQ'4 blac t dog 1
eserniw. I -aid Go way!' and ho
didn't bulge. I shook mv mnhrelia at
him. Ho wasn’t a bit afraid. lsn.d:
•It you don't got out of the way I’ll hit
you!' nml lie actually grinned. Theru
was nothing t * do but stop out iuto th*
the stioet—it was so muddy, too—and
walk mound him. But just then—4
suppose my dtlo unm whs apparent from
tho house — d wu the j.aih ho came run*
•niug. O.i, ho iooked so ridiculousl lie
is nl out as tail a* Jack s beanstalk, lean
as n lath and brown its an Imliau.’*
•Weill’ exclaimed Jauct. “Iln
must Ihj charming."
‘ Oli?” ciiod Maigory, g'ing of! intc
a fresh p r< xy-m of laughter, “What
with his g'a so*, and his coat-tails fir¬
ing itraight out ii* ho rushed to my res¬
cue, he looked like seme great, curious,
comical bird'"
“Blrdidn i’t wear glasses^’* corrected
IV-rtie. • Was his coat a swallow- ail?*’
The appeal for information was ig¬
nored.
“Well, he call© I » ff the dog, and
apologized for the monster, aud—that’s
ajl.”
“I w sh he'd rff r me the me of his
library, ’ tighed Cloti'de.
“They say 'The Oaks' is a perfect
palace as far as furniture goes,” uiur
mured Jaoet.
“1 think I II ask him to iotta me the
lovely little white pony,” decided Bsr
tie.
But this r sh resolution was ruthless -
ly crushed.
“The Oaks” had been shut up so
long—ever since the Kraroeys had come
to Lvo in the gra? -green cottage near
by. *Jts owner hail gone abroad on the
death of hi* m »thcr, threa years ago.
leav-ng his handsomo house in the care
of a couple of servunta. But now that
news of his re urn had spread, curiosity
was rife in the fashionable auburb of
Rirerview. And not the least inter
ested were Clive S.erliug’* new neigh
bor*.
A pleasant room this in which the
sisters sat; a home like room, even if
the carpet wa* threadbare, the chairs
veoerabl -, tha daraatk curtains darned
—perhaps all the more home-like for
these suggestions of social service aud
experience.
Janet went on with her task of re
tnodcli g au old dress. C.otilde went
over to ihe window and looked wist
f»llj through the dr tzliog rain to the
*• **■»
rcJ brick chimneys which rose above
the house which held thvcoveted books.
Margery, obeying a sudden impulse,
had snatched up her ever-ready sketch¬
book from the table, and was scratch
ing vigorously away. An ecstatic gig¬
gle from Bertie, who was peepiug over
her shoulder, cntle 1 the attention of
the othert to her work.
“What is it?” asked Jauct.
Margery lioked up with a nod and a
smile. “Wait a momeut.”
On her brisk pencil flaw, the dimples
in her pretty cheek* deepening as her
mischievous smile grew.
“There!”
S e held up the open book. The
others flocked around to her.
4 « Oh, Margery!’’
“He cau’t look like thit 1”
“What a caricature!’“
Indeed, comical and grotesque was
the drawing of the long, lank figure,
with the spidery extremities, the flying
coat-tails, the tremendous goggles.
“Oh, just a trifle accentuated—not
quite a caricature,” she said, laughing¬
ly, as she scrawled under the picture
the words, “O ir New Neighbor.”
“Tile rain is clearing off!’’ cried
Her tie; “I’m going toruu un l ask mam¬
ma. if I mayn’t g » out.”
And off she ruthc 1.
8 >on, with her kitten in her arms,
and her little spaniel at her heels, she
was out on the wet road. Tno rain
had quite ceased. The afteruonu sun,
weary of sulking, was coming out in
splendid state. In its rad inn c 3 every
drop on every clover leaf was a glitter¬
ing jewel, and the pools in the street
reflectei bits of the bril iaut sky.
On and on wanderc l B.'rtio, her scar¬
let skirt hi.3wing backward, her yellow
hair tangling ll >suly as the breeze
caug.it a.id played with it. As i;ho
passed “The Oaks” she paused to put
hersmill, inquisitive face nga:n3t tho
Iron railing, an 1 peer through.
What a grand big houo it wis!
And how smooth and green was the
largo lawn, all lovely with beds of
bloom! And how sweet the fl isverg
smelled after the rain—the geraniums
and carnations, and sweet-brier, and
verbenas!
“I should so love to sec tho funny
man Bister Margery saw,” sho said to
herself. And thou, just as if she had
ha l a magical riag. her wish was grati¬
fied. For out on the main walk, not
twelve feet away, from a sma 1 siie
path came Mr. Sterling.
He saw the little maiden outside the
in ling—tin bright-eyed, curious face.
Ho liked ch: 1.1 run. Ho sauntered
toward> tho gato.
• II< Bo, little lassie! what is your
limn*?”
“Keirnoy, sir.”
• O.i, you’rj one of the Kearney sis¬
ters. are you? Which on*?’
Bertie hugged h'-r kitten more tightly
and io.ike l very important.
“I’m not the c’.cvcr one,'' she said.
He smiLvi.
• N. ?’
* N.*. Clotilda is the clever one.’*
* Well. ”
* And I’m uot the good one. Janet
i i- tho good one.”
•‘Indeed!’’
“Yc*,” with a nod. a 4 And I’m not
tho pretty one, cither. Mirgery is tho
pretty one ’’
“And you? ’
“Oh, I'm the bad one. At least that
is the way Uncle Dick says we ought to
be dia-dis-dislinguished 1 •I
Biic was breathless from her struggle
w.tli the big word.
•‘Then, ’ he said, laughter lighting
up'hi. quiet brown eyes—“then it was
Margery I saw to-day?’’
“Yes. and 1 tli.nk, ’ indig.iaatly.
“she was all wrong. I don’t th nk
you're one bit awkward.”
• Eh!’
“I think you're downright nice.
And some dav—not now. because the
girlssai l I mustn’t, but some day, when
we’re better acquainted, I’m going to
ask you to lot me ride on your little
whito pony.”
He bowed gravely.
* Certainly.”
“it’s so sweet!” growing friendly
and confid ential. “Do you know that
last summer—keep still, K.tty F.-ar
ney? ’ to the pussy, which was writh
attempting to escape—“last sum
mer Margery, who is the grandest artist
that ever lived. I think, made a sketch
of it when it was out at pasture, %’ust
wait here and I’ll run and get it. Come
on, Twig!”
Away she scampered, her little dog
after her. Smiling amusedly, the tall,
brown gentleman by the gate awaited
her return.
In about fifteen minutes she was back
with a fiat bo k under her arm.
tas and h. .. oat mg
He took . the . . book . rather . dtfhlent!,. ,
but very cur.ou.lr, too. It could not
maltcr. akclchc...re m«i.tab.looked
•t. And thi, was a sketch of to. o.a
pet pony.
“By George 1”
+
FORT GAINES, GA.. WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 18, 1889.
He almost dropped the book.
ll Oh, please, please,” cried Bertfe, in
an agony of remorse, “I quits forgot
your picture wai in there. What won’t
.Margery say! Oh. uever mind the
pony’s p eture uow! ’
She snatched the book, turned, rau
home as fast as her feet would carry
her, leaving Clive S erling crimsoning
and laughing as he never had crimsoned
and laughcl before.
“Well, I’ve seen myself for once as
others see me, thanks to tho pretty
one!”
He dropped his e/e-glasses and saun¬
tered back to the honsj. F >r several
days he neither saw nor heard any¬
thing of his neighbors. Then he
chanced to encounter Bertie.
“Oh, please, 1 cau’t talk to you,”
the child said, “Tae girls say I’m so
unreliable. You know Mirgjry c night
me when I was sneaking her sketch¬
book back,*and made me tell her where
I had takeu it to.”
“And then? *
“Then,'* confessed Bertie, with a
contrite gulp, “then sic sat down and
cried!”
“Isay! No!”
“She did. Tnere she is now! Oh,
Margery, Margery!”
The girl had come unexpectedly
around the corner. To avoid a meeting
wa3 impossible. She wai q iito near
her sister and the mas er of “The
Oaks.”
“This is Mr. Sterling, Margery. Y< u
know you weren’t reg-regularly intro¬
duced before. I’ve boeu tell iig him
how you cried about—”
A delicious blush of m >rtilic itio u.
regret, pleading, swept across Mrgiry’s
wild-rose fuco. Frankly she held out
her hand, lifted her clear eyes.
“I am so sorry for having been so
ru le! Will you forgive me, if you
can? And coma over and play tenuis
this afternoon?”
“Than a yon. Ye.!” lie said.
“Why, Mirgery,” the others said to
her, when, lie, after a rattling good
game, had returned home, “he is just
splendid? ’
“Good-looking, too!”
“And a gentleman!’’ «
“AU three!” decided Margery,
promptly, as sho sought the sketch of
their new neighbor ail dcliberatol/
tore it up. . •
She is Mrs. Clive Sterling now.
Bertie was her bridesmaid .—Tho
Ledger.
The World’s People.
There are statisticians in several c'ma¬
tries, the best known of whom is tlie
learned German, Ilerr Sclieni, who en
deavor to present from time to time
statistics of the population of tho entire
world. Inasmuch as many populous
countries havo no census, and often
nothin; like a census, these world-sta
tiaticiani can only put together, a» to
these countries, tho bust attainable
guesse •*.
Nevertheless, they probab'.y make a
tolerably near estimate of the popula¬
tion of the cn.ire word, wh «h thev
put at twelvi hundred million, The
umnber of men is supposed to be some¬
what smaUe.- thui thj nunb.:r of
women.
The number of deaths in the entire
world, each year, is p’acil at about
thiriy-five and a quarter mi lion, wh ch
would make nearly ono hundred thou¬
sand a day, four thousand an hour and
sixty -seven a minute.
On the other hand, there are, it is
estimate I, thirty-six and three quarters
million person-i boru every year; which
would make more than one hu idre 1
thousand p r day, and seventy per m.u
tite.
Tne average duration of life, in the
world as a who e, is thirty-eight years.
O.ic-quarter of the people up >n the
earth die before reaching the seven
tcenth year. About six of each one
thouvind persors born reaches the age
of seveuty-tivc years.
Married p.iplc Lvj to a greater age
than the unmarried; teiup ratu people
and wnrkingmm live longer than excas
sivo eaters and the indolent; and the
p-cpleof c vilized nations outlive th*
savage races. —— YoutVs Comparison.
The Yalne of Pine Trees,
In the dark greca foliagj of the ever
living pin-, scieaca has Jisoovere 1 a lex
tile fabric, not only for the covering o?
fleecy lalci of snowy cotton, but for
carpets, matting, and many other prod
nets of the loom yet in their infancy,
but still to be brought to p.’rf jc’.icn.
The limbs and laps can be converted !
. f.ie 0,0 bark oh-jcoo! aud hurt. or drilled »ri u««J into fer
tb« tranka for lumber, and even the
=aw u t is a commercial proiuct. wbibj
the stump and roots wid kell for more
a. Ilghtwood tu any cl* tha. th, «kol.
'J” command, ta lU aatirn lor etc
Poor, .hort-mgatel mottle, who hare
wHtod ion- (or th. day of d.iirerancc,
caanot yet («.., Mali,, that it ha. com.
attorn, aau that th„ hae. indeed .j
treemre m the m.tch e.s pin. for.iuoi
Alabama. Alabama Mirror. j
A LUMP OF GOLD.
The Largest Piece of Auriferous
Metal Ever Found.
Its Discovery Cost Three Men
Their Lives.
How many know where the largest
single lump of native gold ever seen in
America was found? In California?
No. In Colorado? No. In the Black
Hills, Cccar d Alene, N vada, New
Mexico? No. In Old Mexico, Peru,
Bd.via, in Pototi, in-the Callao of
Vei-.zacla? No. Where then? In North
Carolina. And its story is as weird and
fateful as the ltunegold’s.
A poor and ignorant Irishman, living
in the mountains, solitary and lonely,
propped open the door of his cabin
with a lump of metal. Hi had found
it sticking out from a water-washed
gully and carried it home as a curiosity.
Though no larger than a small cymling,
i: was a weighty lug dor a mile. It wa
a dull yellow, irregular in shipe, and
pcces of stone were imbedded in it
Fur over two years a fortune lay upon
the floor of his hovel, while he toi.cd,
early and late, making a little whiskey
and digging gi iseng root t> earn a
scanty living. A companion mountain¬
eer, who had known more of ilia out¬
side world, thought this strange stone
might be sold at Asheville as a curiosi¬
ty for a lot of money—ten dollars per¬
haps. This was in the flush days be¬
fore the war. He had sean quartz crys¬
tals from H>an Mountain bring that
much. A third mountaineer was called
in consultation. Ten dollars was a lot
of money. The third man had been a
traveler, a regular globe trotter. He
went to Asheville four times a year, and
had been clear to Wilmington.
Walking arouud the dump he gazed
at it from every side, touched it with
his toe, spat upon it, and breathed
heavily.
“Hit air with nuthin’, er hit air a
pile,’ raid he. 4 * Hit air nothin’ but
brass, er hit air-•” He looked around
on the other two with a queer expres¬
sion—' ‘goold. ”
“Ef hit air brass”—ho drew a clasp
knife an l rcraped the du l metal till a
new surface glittered—“vinegar’ll rust
hit. E? hit air goold, hit won’t.”
He poured some vinegar from a jug
which was brought to him, upon the
fresh facing of the lump. The throe
men hung over it intently. Five, ten,
fifteen minutes passed ahd still the metal
shone c ear and untarnished.
“Hit’s goold l”
» » And 1 ’vj lieerd gool 1 was wuth
more’n two hundred dollars a pound!”
said the second.
What a d—d fool I have been!”
gfoaned the owner of the cabin. “For
two years I’ve worked, an’ wealth ]
never dreamed of kjckiu’ • uudher my
feet.”
“I cla tn* a third,” broke in the as*.
sayer. • Ye'd never a kilo wed what hit
war. bat fer me. » »
”Au a third for me,’ said the other.
Tee ( wr.er of the gold gave a sullen
assent. They obtained a pair of steel -
yards and weighed the gold, It turned
the scales at ever a hundrod pounds
avoirdupois and they roughly estimate 1
it to ba worth $25,000, over $8003
api cc. That night all three a it up and
watched the treasure, unable t> sleep
from excitement and thorough’y *114
piclous of c ch other, The next day
they r lied it securely in a clo h and
started fur Ashevi.la afoot with tha
gold sluag to a pole and carried between
two.
It was the devil’s gold, At the first
halting place tho Irishman and the 6<c
ond m un’.ai ic*.-r c inspired to kill the
third and he was shot dead ironl L*e
hiud. Hastily throwing hi, body into
a c’.Ump of bu*hes. the ihurd.Ter* fac.*d
each other in the road. Suspicion
rouse I in each guilty br ait saw treach
ery in each other’s glmce.
“Here, said one, fore ng aa uneasy
laugh, “Tnerc’s oaly one way to s.-t
tie t..i«. Let’s divide the gold and
each go his wir.” •
“Agreed,” said the oth:r.
The lump wa - iaid in the roadway and
chopped in two with a hatchet.
•‘Take to ir choice. ’ said one. As
the other bent to lift his half his com .
panion split the head of the stooping
man with his hatchet. The gold wa<
his. With blind fatuity h3 dragged
the second victim to the side of the
road, lifted the bloodstained treasure
„ nJ oa . At A he „ Ile he , ook „
,o the Lnlc oo1 had it .hipped t, the
United Sates mint. In less than a
Wfcelc> an( j before any return cou!d be
had from the mint, the bodies of the
mo mu.tiered m.a had bccu ditcov.
erel anJ , he cr . ma t„ ce j directly
bomc . Tue mi , eraUe
Uu . Jstiu jlU £hare he withja
;,„ Th.-i.eh gol % 1 (or.aaa neve- I
cr dhij mai th
p v a. r .l [r ea«ury dor lack of owoer
ship. .
The region where the lump was found
has boon scoured foot by foot, but not
another lump 1 ke that has ever beau
discovered in that or any other section
of America, lc is said that a few weeks
ago au English cornea iv, which is
working the Nacoochcj mine in G jorgia,
took out a nugget weighing 1000 pen¬
nyweight, yet the North Carolina lump
weighed over 1501 ounces.— Witching
ton Post.
Concerning Cassava.
With regard to tho new bread plant,
which has attracted so much attention
of late from the milling journals, a
newspaper in Florida has this to say:
‘•The cassava thr.ves and produces
splendidly. The eatable portion of the
cassava is the roots or tubers. When
the roots are grated or mixed in equal
proportion with flour, nice dishes can
be made of it, fit to be set before a
king. In custard, pudding, pics and
fritters it can not be beat, while mixed
with equal quantity of corn meal and
made into fritters it will deceive an old
oysterman. It is enormously productive,
producing many tons per acre. It is
line feed for hogs, catt e, sheep and
poultry; hogs will quit corn for it, and
thrive and grow fat on it. I candidly
believe there is no single article of food
on the globe that will produce more to
the acre. It succeeds well on gool
light soil that is well drained. It re¬
sembles in growth the castor
bean, and i3 an ornament to
any gardeu. It should be planted
on wide rauges (nix feet) and
set four feet apart on the ridge. First
cut your stalk, in pieces four inches
long. With two or three good eyes, aud
set them perpendicularly, just deep
enough so the end nny be even with
the ground. Cultivate as you would
sweet potatoes, except in the latter part
of the season give shallow culture, so at
not to cut the roots, which mua.ly ex¬
tend four or live feet around the plants
iu all directions. Tho tubes will not
keep a week in the open air. Wo dig
them as we want them, or til a our hogs
on them. The roots or tubers will keep
all winter in the ground when planted
on well-drained soil. Wc keep the
.-.talks through winter by sawing them
close to the ground and banking them
up with sand, a layer of sand and a
layer of eas ava stalky until it is nndo
steep; then p it a shed over that so as
to shed off the rain. It will stand a
certain amount of moisture, but no
water-soaked soil. It t lands drouth
well, without wilting a leaf. Cassava,
uo doubt, will be largely planted in the
(South when better knowm”
Why They Married.
In an old book written by a West¬
ern C ugressman, a contemporary of
C.ay and Webster, containing remin¬
iscences of liis times a story is told
of one of his friend-*, a farmer in
Kentucky namoi Payne, who had six
daughters, none of whom was blessed
with Leautyi The Congressman knew
them in their htmey youth, and
when he re urned a few years later
loan l them alt marr>ed to good, in
flucn’iut men. So great was his sur
pr.se t a* he ventu ei to ask their
father why they all hid been so sought
when other giFs remained neglected.
The old farmer chuckle !.
“Yes, uni you miy say, when they
ha I neither do war nor g>od looks.
Well, I'll te l you. Wh.-n t want my
catt e to cat buckwheat stubble, in
stead of gr.isq 1 don’t diive them into
that field. 1 fence it off from them,
They are so contrary that, they always
want the thing they can’t get. They
break down the fencs: I drive them
out and put it up. By the time th3y
tight for it once or twice they think
b y like the stubble,
••Well, I sa-.v my girls weren’t the
most attractive kind, and—I fenced
thi m in!
• You never found them in the hotels
dancin', or keepin stalls at county
airs. Young men to know them had
to come to their father’s home. When
the neighbors saw how the Payne girls
were kept apart from the crowd they
thought their value mist be high.
Young men came to break down the
fence,
The story was coarsely told, por
haps,” adds tLe old narrator, but there
is more iu it than moots the eye.” —
Youth's Companion.
A Kiss Brings a Fortune.
Through inadvertently kissing a pret¬
ty customer, George Winch, a butchii
at Sydney, New Booth Wales, has com*.
Wo * lotto... Tue girl objected to
the attention, and hii Winch taken up
before the magistrates, who fined him.
The local news pap- r 4 improved the oc
cation by preaching te-end leading ar.
‘to 105 human depra.ity ia general
and the mi.conduct of Georg. Wrncb
ia particular. He „<*. aex. mar.tog
end (..uad himreH f.mou., and it war
thea dUoovered. oWing to the publicity
gieen to hU name, that he war a toisa
lag heir.
WILL B. GRAHAM, Editor and Manager.
SCIENTIFIC SCRAPS.
An electric launch bslonging to Mi
English company recently made sixty
miles without recharging tha accumu¬
lator.
As the result of mining by electri¬
city, it has been proved .that ton nen
can accomplish with the electrical drill
wliat it requires oue hundrod men tc do
by older methods.
The manufacture of luminous paint
has beea begun in Austria on a large
scale, at about a sixth of the cost
hitherto. A special paper is supplied
for use when the paint is applied to
walls.
A further step toward the artificial
production of tho diamond has been
made by passing an electric current
through carbon electrodes in a cell con¬
taining fine whito sand and electrolyte,
the whole being under considerable
pressure.
A new material called “steal pig,”
much stronger than cold-blast iron and
less expensive than steel, is now being
made at Sheffield, England, It is
adapted for a variety of uses for which
the ordinary iron was unsatisfactory.
Wlii.e all races have a general similar-*
ity in the proportion of the height of
thu head lo the whole body, the yellow
races have comp iratively “high” heads.
Women, moreover, in all races, other
things being equal, have higher heads
than men.
The oil tank of the St. Chadmond
W'.rks, on the river Loire, France, is
suveuty-two feet deep, and contains
44,000 gallons of oil, which is kept in
cin ulation by rotary pumps to prevent
tho oil fmm being undu.y heated when
masses of hot steel aro plunged in to bo
tempered.
It is reported from Birmingham, Ala.,
that a Scotch chemist named Archibald
has discovered a process by which all
phosphorous may be removed from iron
and the ore converted into Bessemer pig
at a cost of only 50 cents a ton. Tho
process is said to have been successfully
tested.
M. dc Busini, a Corsican doctor,- has,
it is asserted, constructed a motive ap¬
paratus or propeller of twenty-horse
power, which is worked by sulphuric
ether, a result which the doctor antici¬
pates will realize a saving of 65 per
cent, of the combustible material at
present employed for sotting the ma¬
chinery in motion.
The r.s 3 of nitro-glycerine in cases of
emergency instead of alcohol is recom¬
mended by au English physician. A
drop on the tongue rouses ft fainting
man, and It m iy restore life in the case
of apparent death, as from drowning.
It has quickly relieved headache, heart
pains and asthma and strengthened
weak pulse in fevers.
A French statistician has just ascer.
tained that a human being, of either
sex, who is a moderate eater, and w r ho
live-* to be seventy years old, consumes
during “the days of tho years of his
life ’ a quantity of food which would
fill twenty ordinary railway baggage
can. A '‘good eater,” however, may
requ re ui many as thirty.
Trade In the South Pacific.
The chief i.idtulrbs of the leading
groups of the South S.-a Islands are the
collection of copra, or dried cocoanuts,,
beche de mer, pearl oysters and tortoise
Shell, fruit, etc. Th; wealth of these
countries ii simply incalculable, but has
been developed in very small degrees as
yet, chiefl.’ from the ignorance of the
world concerning their resources. In *
formation regarding the island trade is
most difficult to procure. It is practi¬
cally controlled by a few New Zealand
and Au^tra.ian firms, who not only will
not give aQy assistance to inq iirie3, but
discourage in ever/ possible way all in¬
vestigations which shall bring their
operation* to the public view. The
managers of these firms lose no oppor¬
tunity of declaring tint they are all go¬
ing to the dogs, or at best merely hold¬
ing their owd ; but 1 have seen enough
ia their wirehiuses and the v.wt assort¬
ment of goods which they carry for the
native traie to cinvlnu me that most
of them are matin; hugs profits, and
have no other fear that a knowledge off
the abounding wealth of the South Seas
will call the attention of capitaluts the
world over to the vast field whose elges
only they are able to cultivate Thii
policy is holding back this part of the
world immsnsely, and only tho na'urail
and spontaneous growths of land end
sea aie gathered in islands where cot¬
ton, coffee, tea, sugar cane, arrowroot,
vanilla, opium, tobacco, ginger and an
infinite variety of other articles could
be grown in profusion side by side
with the vegetables of Europe. Very
little ready money is used in trade with
the South Sea natives; better profits
can bo made by exchanging for copra
and other commodities wh-ch they pro¬
duce such articles of civLizsd manufac¬
ture as the natives demand.— N«t» York,
Teases.
A Plea For Unsung Flowers.
The poet sighs, with tearful eyes,
About the flowers dying,
When autumn's breath, o'er hill ani heath,
Sends falling leaves a-flying.
He sings a song a column long,
All of a roso that's faded;
He prates of blooms consigned to tombs
By frost, until we’re jaded.
The golden rod is ruthless trod
To earth by storm and raining;
The sight of it gives him a tit,
And raises dire .complaining.
When from the north the cold comes forth.
And slays the morning-glory,
He lifts his voice in painful noise,
And numbers lame and hoary.
Why won’t he sing some useful thing,
Whose life’s cut. short in autumn?
There’s plenty such, with quite as much
Of beauty, ere frost caught ’em.
The cornfield pea, as he might see,
Blooms prettier than the daisy;
And as food-stuff, its good enough
For rhymester, sane or crazy.
The mustard shows a hood that blows
Rare as aught sang in ballard;
Its incense sweet the wind does greet-—
And then, its good for salad.
The okra bloom—without perfume,
A fashion now in flowers—
Bright red and cream, suro it would scorn,
Would tempt a poet s powers.
A dirge I chant for every p’ant
That sleeps on earth’s cold bosom;
I would that they might with us stay,
I weep when we lose ’em.
But those that bring some useful thing
Beside their bloom, are sighted;
Their virtues I extol, and try
Their wrongs to have arighted.
— C. 8. Blackburn In Arkartmw Traveler.
MTMOItOUJ.
Strong motives—L c motives.
Uuliko other slpps, courtship docs
not reckon its progress by nots.
Though some of our c)lieges aro very
old, they arc stid in p dsiossioa of their
faculties.
Bismarck thinks i\ a rash act to eat
American beef, but American bacon is a
ras her.
4 » Como, take a walk, Judkins.”
“No, can’t. You sec my wi.o’s not
very well, and I’m going to tho the¬
atre. ”
“Marry your sweetheart on your birth¬
day, if you can young man. It will
save you money every year In anniver¬
sary presents.
Man, with a mirror—“Como hero,
boy, and look in this glass, and you
will seo adonkoy.” B >y—“How did
you find that out?”
Fop (to old man who stopped on his
foot)—Aw, bah Jove! you’vo smashed
my loot to a pulp. Old man (patroniz¬
ingly)—Why don’t you sell it for calf’s
foot jelly ?
Crimsonbeak—You remember our old
friend, Bell? Yeast—Certainly, “Ha
has developed into a public speaker.”
“You don’t say so!’’ “Yes; he’s a clerk
in a telephone office. ”
Farmer—How did you come to get
your constitution spo-lcd so that you
couldn’t work anymore? Tramp — I went
over Niagara Falls last summer. Farmer
—You can’t mike me swallow that.
You haven’t had a bath in two years.
4* Papa, what is a doubtful Sta'c?”
asked little Freddy, who had been look¬
ing over the political news, “Mar
riage is a doubtful slate, my son,” an¬
swered Biown,with a humorous twink o
in his eye as ho looked at liis bitter
half. “Don’t you think so, Mri.
Brown? ’ “No, I don’t think it's a stat»
at all,” she answered. “To fine it al¬
ways seemed like a terror-tory.' ’ Brown
was silent.
A Desirable Name.
“In tho year 1664 '’ says tho Loels
(Eig) Mercury. •* on tho 5th day of
December, the English ship M.-n ii was
crossing the straits, and capsiz .**1 in a
gale. Of the eiglity-ono passengers on
board but one was saved; his name was
Hugh Williams. One the sarnj day, in
the year 17o5, a pleasure schooner was
wrecked on the Isle of 31 n. Taere
were sixty persons on the boat, among
th'm one Hugh Williams and fam Iv.
Of the threescore none but old Hugh
Will ans survived the shock. On tho
6 h dty of August, 1820, a picn eking
party on the Thames was run down by
a coal barge. There were twen y five
of the picnickers, mostly children un¬
der twelve years of age. Little Hugh
Willi imq a visitor from Liverpool,
only fi.-e years old, was the only one
that returned tq, tell the tale. Now
comes the most singulir part of this
story: On the 19th day of August, in
the year 1889 a Lieds coal bjmge, wi h
muc men, fouudered; two of ' them—
both Hugh Williams, an undo and
nephew—were rescued by some fisher¬
men, and wero> tho only men of th9
ciew who Lvod to tell of the calamity.
These are facts which can be substan.
tiated.
Two Birds.
He: “Will you marry me?”
She: “No.”
He: “Then will you marry Bob Saw¬
yer? He wanted mo to ask you for
him, too, while I was about it.”—
Epoch.