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VOL. 1.
Don’t Stand In the Way.
"The world is too crowded,”
The grumbler declares,
"I don’t like its labor,
I don’t like its cares."
If^you care not to work, sir,
And much rather play,
Why, do as you please,
But don’t stand in the way.
The sowers are coming
To put in the seed,
This army is scarcely
Enough for our need;
You can lend us a hand
For an hour, or a day,
Or stand like a post,
But don’t stand in the way
Life's summer and autumn
They glide on apace,
And then the glad reapers
Will fall into place.
But if you have not labored,
You can’t expect pay;
And the harvest is theirs!
So don’t stand in their way.
Keep moving, keep moving,
There’s good work for all;
Put a band to the plough,
Or go back to the wall.
The young men are coming,
And old men grown gray.
The world needs them all;
Friend, don't stand in the way.
— The Banner.
THE NEW MIRROR.
BY KATE M. CLEARY.
“Say yes, love!”
“But, my dear girl—”
“Now, Charley, don’t be cross!”
8 He was only a few months married.
He was head over ears in love with hi3
wife. And just now, when ho felt tho
of the soft, slim fingers on his
and looked up into tho pretty,
coaxing face above, ho found
hard to refuse any request of hers, no
Blatter how unreasonable.
1 “I am not tho least bit eross, dar-
ho said, leaning back in his
hair. and pulling both her arms down
around his neck; “but don’t you think
hundred dollars is rather high for
we do not really need?”
‘ ‘Oh, but we do, Charley I” she in-
eagerly. “A person must have
a cheval-glass nowadays. And this is
a beauty. Beveled French plate, of
and all framed in mahogany,
"the real rose mahogany, you know, and
with polished brass. Why,
haricy, it is a bargain at two huidrcd
dollars! ’
5 He smiled.
The furnishing of their pretty home
bad already cost a god deal. It was a
handsome three-story house, on one of
the most fashionable residence blocks
of the city.
“Mrs. Cyrus Cannon has ote,’’
on tho entreating voice, “not as
handsome as this, though I am sure it
cost more.”
She paused, wailing for the effect of
that last shot. In her scheming con-
she was well aware no more
argument could be prc«cu'el.
had she not refused Cyrus Ciunon
marry Charley Merton?
He rose, with a lenient laugh, from
richly-appoin'e l breakfast table.
“I suppose you must have your way,
little despot!”
“Oh, you darling!” she cried, rapt-
And she promptly paid him for his
permission by g ving h: m half a d<5.en
elighted k:sses then and there.
He went into the hall for his over-
reoat and came back frieze-envelopel,
and hat in hand.
“I’m pretty positive, E lna,” he said,
| “that not a looking-glass in Chicago
(Iwill have as sweet a face to reflect as
yours. It ccitainly ought to feel
All the others would be
jealous if they knew."
He was too lately married to have
the hon ymoon hab.t of making
speeches.
Mrs. Merton blushed in the prettiest
^manner imaginable. “You deserve an¬
other kiss for that!” she declared. She
on t:ptoe to give it to him. Then
.he folded up the morning paper, thrust
it in his pocket, put on his hat, an l
went out to catch his car. Ho was glad
he had not refused to gratify his wife’s
request. Indeed, the genial glow which
follows a generous act kept him all day
more cordial with himself and the
of the world.
Hardly had Charley Merton left home
fwhen his victorious bride ruffied up
Stairs to dress, previous to making her
[coveted purchase. When she descend-
led to her coupe, quite a vision of fash¬
ion and loveliness in her leaf-brown
[plush and costly furs, she was a very
[proud woman indeed—proud of her
ihome, her husband, and the beautiful
mirror she was going to buy. And
when she had ordered it sent to her
residence, she thought with satisfaction
of the pleasure she would take in show¬
ing her acquisition to Mrs. Cyrus Can¬
non.
As she left a restaurant, after a dainty
lunch, whom should she meet but
Charley’s particular friend, David
Roseo. At least be had been the par¬
ticular friend of Charley's bachelor
days. Now younsr Mrs. Merton was
THE ENTERPRISE
very wise in her way. She had heard
and read that a bride usually estranges
the friends of her husband, and thus
indirectly arouses the resentment of
the latter. To this rule she had re¬
solved to prove herself an agreeable ex.
ception. So she gave Mr. Roseo her
hand and a gracious smile, and invited
him up to dinner the following even¬
ing.
He had feared that his comradeship
with Charley Merton must end with tho
marriage of the latter. S> it was xvith
repressed surprise and expressed grati¬
tude that he accepted the invitation.
“It’s a pity, ” she said, with a com¬
passionate sigh, as she was whirled
along to the matinee, “that poor Mr.
Roseo hasn't a nice wife and homo like
Charley!'! Which reference evidenced
the fact that Mrs. Merton possessed a
proper appreciation of her charming
self.
The curtain had just risen, when a
lady entered the theatre, and was ush¬
ered to the seat adjoining that of Mrs.
Merton.
“Why, Edna!”
“My dear Millie!”
Though several years older than Edna,
Millie Joyce had been her favorite
friend. But it was a long time since
they had met. A few weeks boforo
Elna’s wedding Millie Joyce had re¬
ceived a summons to the bedside of a
sick brother in Dakota, and had only
lately returned. So very pleasant, in¬
deed, both ladies found the meeting.
“I was just speaking to an old friend
of Charley’s,” said Mrs. Merton be¬
tween the acts. “I’m not sure that
you know him. His name is Roseo.”
Millie’s rather faded face flushed
brightly.
“Dav:d Roseo?”
“Yes.”
“I met him at Waukeshaw five years
ago,” she said, a trifle nervously, Mrs.
Merton imagined.
“A casual acquaintance?”
t I Well, no!’’ Tuen in a burst of con¬
fidence: “We were engaged for three
months.”
“You were?" interestedly. “What
broke it offi”
“Oh, he grew jealous, and—there’s
the curtain ! ’
Very little indeed did Mre. Merton
hear of the last act—diplomatically busy
was that bright brain of hers.
“Can’t you?’ she asked Millie, as to¬
gether they passed out of the theatre,
“come over to dinner tomorrow even-
ing?” see! I'll
“Tomorrow? Lot me Yes,
come."
When Mrs. Merton reached home she
found her precious m’rror there before
her. She was still admiring it when
Charley reached home. She called to
him over the banisters to come up and
see her treasure.
“Isn’t it lovely, Charley?"
“Lovely ! ’ he assented.
He was gravely regarding the enthu¬
siastic face in the glass.
“But I mean the mirror."
“I don’t!" staunchly and adoringly.
Ho put his arm i arouid her, and
they went down to dinner together.
When they were alone in their par-
j refreshingly lor ' which > b bright, 7 ,he wa if 7- possessed thetic, look the
; unae
j imparted by brand-new furniture and
draperies, she broached her little plot.
“I met Mr. Roseo to-day,” she said.
“You did?’ ’
“Yes; and I asked him to come up to
dinner to-morrow.”
“That was nice of you, love.”
“And at the matinee I met Millie
Joyce, and I aske l her to come, a’30. ’’
“But, darling—•”
“Well?”
“They were engaged, once.”
She nodded.
“I know it. That was why I asked
her.”
“But the embarrassment! Neither
will—”
“Oh, you stupid boy!’’ she laug hod
“wait and see!”
The following evening, when Mr.
Merton came home, he found his wife’s
friend seated by the log fire, which it
was fashionable that winter to affect.
She looked uncommonly well in her
artistic gown of absintho silk, cut to
show the full and whito throat which
was her chief beauty.
He had just spoken a courteous wel¬
come, when the door-bell rang. Almost
immediately after Mr. Roseo was
usherel in.
Ho was a tall, soldierly, well-
preserved man, gray-haired and hand¬
some. He started at sight of the figure
by the fireside. Then he went forward.
Charley met him and said :
“Awfully glad to see you, Dave.
Miss Joyce I believe you know.”
With quickened heart-throbs Dave
Roseo faced the music. He was tre"
mendously glad to meet Millie Joyce
again.
Dinner wa3 announced. To banish
the restraint each dreaded, the con¬
versation was kept up with persistent
gayety. Suldenly occurred a startling
interruption:
CARNESVILLE, GA., MONDAY, FEBRUARY 10,1890,
Bang!
Fiercely, sharply eutrang the report
of a revolver. All sprang to their feet.
Blank'.y, with blanched faces, they
lookod around. Charley Merton start¬
ed for the door.
“Oh, don’t!’’ wildly entreated his
wife. “You will be killed, dear!
Don't go.”
At that very moment a second shot
was heard.
Merton dashed out and up the stairs,
bis wife following him; and clown
dropped Millie Joyce in a dead faint-
When she revive I, she found herself
seated in tho host's chair, anl David
Rnseo bending solicitously over her.
Ho was gently bathing her forehead
with water from the ennfe.
“Are you better, Millie?’’
“Yes, thank you, David;” her color
coming back with a rush.
“I wa3 all wrong a few years ago,
Millie.”
“I was too hasty, David.”
“But I’ve loved you ever since, Mil-
lie. ' >
“And I’ve refused two offers for youi
sake, David.”
“You—angel!”
When they finally decided to go up¬
stairs and discover the cause of the
commotion, they found Mr. and Mrs.
Merton ruefully regarding the ruins of
their mirror, which was fractured from
side to side.
“An attempted burglary,” explained
Merton, indicating a half-open satchel
near the window, “The fellow had
got his bag filled with jewelry, silver,
toilet articles, and whatever ho could
pick up, when he observed his reflection
in tho mirror, and thinking, probably,
that ho was detected, fired at his sup¬
posed enemy the shots we heard.”
“Seel” cried Elna, half hysteri¬
cally, “here are the marks of his feet
on the window-ledge. Ha must have
got out that way—slid down tho porch
pillar and escape!. My poor, doar,
lovely cheval-glass 1"
“Well,” cried Merton, with a laugh,
“let us be glad ho did not get away
with his plunder! ’
Late they sat discussing the affair,
and when they finally broke up it was
David Roseo who saw Miss Joyce
home.
“Charley,” ecstatically confided
young Mrs. Merton to her husband, the
following night, “Millie has been here,
and she and David Rvseo are going to
be married ! And it’s all on account of
my mirroi!”
“How’s that, dear?”
“Why, if I hadn’t bought it the
burglar wouldn’t have shot at it. And
if he ha in’ t shot at it we wouldn’t have
lua up-stairs. And if wo hadn’t run
up-stairs they wouldn't have had an
opportunity to make up.”
Charley laughed out in hearty amuse¬
ment.
“I really believe I was inspired to
buy it,” avowed Elna, solemnly.
“Yes, darling,” meekly assented
Cuarle/.
But he groaned, remembering the
check ho had drawn in favor of Tobcy.
“Besides,” she cried, convincingly,
“if the mirror had not been there you’d
have been killed, for that awful man
was trying to shoot you.”
To this remarkable argument Charley
returned the only reply a woman’s logic
should ever receive — a kiss. — The
Ledger.
The Acme of Valor.
The presentation of an American flag
to tho grammar schools of Bangor re¬
minds me of a similar occurrence which
took place in a Maine village in the
summer of 1863. A company of vol¬
unteers, being about to depart for the
state capital, was drawn up on the
green to receive a flag that had been
made by the patriotic members of the
local sewing circle. The village pastor
made a sensible presentation speech,
and the banner was received by the cap¬
tain of the company, who handed it to
the color-be irer, a witty Irishman.
Then, facing the worthy pastor and his
fair flock, the embarrassed captain pro¬
ceeded to acknowledge the gift as fol¬
lows:
‘ Reverened sir and ladies: This
beautiful flag which I see before
me-”
“It’s behind yez, captain,” inter¬
rupted the color-bearer.
“Which I see behind me,” amended
the blushing officer, “stands for some¬
thing more than the emblem of a power¬
ful nation. It is b.auty’s tribute to
valor, and as such it is doubly dear to
the gallant hearts around me. In
thanking you for your gift, ladies, we
pledge ourselves faithfully to defend it.
At the close of ti e campaign, those of
us who are spared, will bring this flag
back to you, unless it is blown to
atoms by shot from the enemy, in which
event we’ll—we’ll-—■”
“WeM bring thim bacc the pole!”
shouted tlte enthusiastic Irishman, to
the delight of the crowd and the relief
of the superior officer .—Lewiston (Me.)
Journal.
A FROG FARM.
Raising a Big Family of Croak¬
ers for Western Epicures.
The Frogs Kept In Three Larfike
Ponds and Fed Daily.
The subject of frog culture is attract¬
ing considerable attention of late years
and a good many frog farms have bocu
established at different places through¬
out the United States and the Cauadas;
but failure has been tho rule rather than
the exception, and many a sanguine
proprietor of costly ponds and pastures
has dropped a snug little fortune in his
attempt to imitate our French friends
across the Atlantic who find in tho busi¬
ness of frog-raising something of pleas¬
ure and no little profit. It is, therefore,
noteworthy that Messrs. George E.
Stevens and Charles J. Swau of
tho Homcdale pot stock farm, at
St. Joseph, Mich., have succeeded in
this industry to a degree highly satis¬
factory to themselves and patrons, al¬
though their knowledge of frog-raising
has cost them many hard-earnod dollar)
and several years of faithful study and
close observation.
Mr. Stevens takos great prido in his
pet industry and never tires of showing
visitors about the ponds and explaining
the habits and characteristics of his
big family of croakers. Mr. Stevens
owns several acres of land adjoining
tho city of St. Joseph on the south.
Through the farm runs a largo ravine,
at tho head of which are never- failing
springs of pure water. At some dis¬
tance below the springs are located the
frog ponds—three in number. Wator
is supplied to the ponds through a pipe
from a large, deep lake formed by a
dam placed across tho ravine near the
springs. The largest of the ponds is
well fillei with lily-pads, Canada bog-
moss and other varieties of water plants
said to be essential to the life of the
frog. The smaller ponds are fringed
with these plants, while the centres are
kept comparatively clear. Mr. Stevens
estimates that there are now no less
than 200,000 tadpoles, polly wogs and
small frogs in tho three ponds, and his
statement is undoubtedly correct, as
the bottoms of the ponds are literally
covered with these peculiar-looking
little fellows. These will be ready for
the market early next summer and will
bring anywhere from $1.25 to $2 a
dozen. Most of them will be shipped
to Chicago and will find their way into
the fashionable hotels and restaurants.
Frogs for breeding purposes, which arc
raised on this farm in great numbers,
bring $5 adozsn.
There are in the ponds about 600
full-grown frogs kept for breeders, and
these are ted by hand at regular inter¬
vals to prevent them from devouring
the smaller frogs. Every day a certain
number of them are found out of tho
water waiting for their meal. They
are fed on beef liver by means of a
long polo with a short string attached.
On the end of the string a piece of liver
is fastened, which is dangled before
the eyes of a hungry froggy, who se¬
cures it by jumping. It is said that
one feeding satisfies a frog for about
two weeks. They are very fond of
birds, and often succeed in capturing a
sparrow that may chance to alight on
tho ground near where a big frog hap¬
pens to be sitting.
The male frogs are savago fighters,
and when two of them meet there is
sure to be a conflict. There are several
frogs in these ponds that are badly
crippled by fighting. One has lost a
fore leg entire, and another has a
broken and mutilated hind leg. The
largest hull in the pond is called Sulli¬
van, and he is said to bo able to whip
any of the other green-headed pugilists
on the premises. The frogs live in
families of generally one male and not
le.ss than five females, each household
occupying some sheltered nook along
the shore of the pond.
The ponds aro protected from the en¬
croachments of the public by a high
board fence, which also prevents the
frogs from escaping. Mr. Stevens
claims this to be the largest frog farm
in this country and that the stock is all
from the finot imported breeds, The
frogs are captured for market after
night by the light of a torch or lantern,
as after dark they are always found sit¬
ting on the banks, and can easily bo ap¬
proached and picked up. In the day¬
time they arc quite shy and can only be
caught with difficulty. — Chicago News.
A Cabinet Officer’* Life.
A Cabinet officer, telling a Washing¬
ton correspondent what his daily routine
is, says: “I got up at 7.30 o’clock this
morning, and sat down to breakfast at
about 8 o’clock. Before I had finished
my private secretary came with a bundle
of letters. As fast as I read them 1
dictated answers and was, perhaps,
three-quarters of an hour at the task.
In the meantime, five people, old
friends from my state, had gathered in
the parlor to see mo before 1 went to
the department. I gave each of them
two or three minutes and then nsked
one, whose busiuoss was really im¬
portant, to walk along with mo. I
got to my office about 0.40 o'clock.
There were thirty or more people in my
room waiting, and tho crowd was as
numerous until noon, when rt was time
to start for the cnpitol, and I was
obliged to dismiss the rest of my callers.
1 then attonded a hearing given to somo
attorneys on a easo of importauco. This
lasted until 1.30 o'clock.
"My daughter was going away on
tho afternoon train, and I thought
I would go home to luncheon
so as to bid her good- by. While sit¬
ting at luncheon I got the cards of fivo
people who hadeithor scon mo go homo
or had learned my whereabouts at the
department. Ouo of them was former¬
ly tho head of the department over
which I presided and was, of course,
entitled to respect. Two others wore a
committee who had como to invite me
to mako a speech at a banquet. I dis¬
missed them ns soon as I could, but by
that time it was 3.30 o’clock. I hur¬
ried to the department, where my desk
was covered with letters, which re¬
quired my signature. I had to read
each one carefully, of course, and fin¬
ished the last one at 5. 30 o’ clock. Then
I walked home tired out, with the in¬
tention of taking a little nap before I
went to a dinner engagement. But no
nap for me. When I got to my house
there were three Senators and two mem¬
bers of the House waiting to see me,
and it was 6.20 o’clock before I got
through with them. Then my wife
assisted me to dress and hurried mo off
to dinner, from which I have just re-
turned. This is a sample of all my
days."
What You See in the Shooting Star.
A small body, perhaps as large as a
paving stone or larger, more often per¬
haps not so large as a marble, is moving
round tho sun. Just as a mighty planet
revolves in an eclipse, so this small ob¬
ject will move round and round in an
eclipse, with the sun in tho focus.
There are at tho present moment incon¬
ceivable myriads of such meteors mov¬
ing m this manner. They are too small
and too distant for our telescopes, and
we can never see them except under ex¬
traordinary circumstances. At the time
we see the meteor it is usually moving
with enormous velocity, so that it often
traverses a distance of more than twenty
miles in a second of time. Such a
velocity is almost impossible near the
earth’s surfuca; the resistance of the air
would prevent it.
Aloft, in the emptiness of space,
there is no air to resist the meteor; It
may have been moving round and round
the sun for thousands, perhaps for mil¬
lions of years, without let or hindrance;
but tho supremo moment arrives and
the meteor perishes in a streak of splen¬
dor. Jn the course of its wnndcrings
the body comes near the earth, and
within a few hundred miles of its sur¬
face, of course, bogins to cncouu tor tho
upper surface of the atmosphere with
which tho earth is inclosed. To any
body moving with the appalling veloci¬
ty of a meteor a plunge into tho atmos¬
phere is usual fatal. As, the meteor
rushes through tho atmosphere tho fric¬
tion of the air warms its surface; it bo •
comes red hot, then whito hot, and is
finnlly driven oil into vapor with a
brilliant light, while we on earth, 100
or 200 miles below, exclaim, "O, look,
there is a shooting star .”—Albany (N.
Y .) Journal.
The Dwarfs of Central Africa.
Toe fact now seems clearly demon¬
strated that at various s pets across the
great African continent, within a few
degrees north and south of the equator,
extending from the Atlantic coast to
near the shores of tho Albert Nyanza,
and perhaps even further to the east,
are scattered communities of these
small negroes, ail much resembling
each other in size, appearance and
habits, and dwelling mostly apart from
their larger neighbors, by whom they
are everywhere surrounded. Our infor¬
mation about them is still very scanty,
and to obtain more would be a worthy
object of ambition for the scientific
traveler. In many parts, especially at
tho West, they are obviously holding
their own with difficulty, if not actually
disappearing, and there is much about
their condition of civilization and tho
situations in which they are found to
induce us to look upon them, like the
Bushmen of South Africa and the equal¬
ly diminutive Negritos of tho Iudo-
Malavan region, as the remains of a
population which occapied the land be*
fore the incoming of the present domi¬
nant race). If the account of the
Nasamonians be accepted as historical,
the river they came to, flowing from
west to east, must, have been the Niger,
and the north ward range of the dwarfish
people far more cxlensive twenty-three
centuries ago than it is at the present
time .—London Times,
SCIENTIFIC SCRAPS.
Tho climate in the Caucasus is found
to bo well suited for tho cultivation of
the tea plant.
Accounts from Denver, Cot., state
Hint mica, ground very fmo, has been
used on the K >ck Island real ns a lu¬
bricant witli great success.
The electric light of 20,000,000
candle power in tho lighthouse at Hans-
(holm, in tho Biltic tin, said to ho the
most powerful light in tho world, is
new lighted for service.
Experiments during three months
taken to determine tho velocity of the
wind at tho top of the Eiffel Towel
show a mean velocity three times
greater at the summit than at the haso.
In Germany they arc making coffie
from linseed meal roasted to a dark
color and mixed with some glutinous
substance before passing through ma¬
chines which form it in the shape of
beans.
To add to our knowledge of terres¬
trial magnetism it is suggested that
regular magnetic obsorvutorios be es¬
tablished at tho Caps of Good Hope,
South Africa, aud at Cape Horn, in
South America.
It is well known that whales can re¬
main a long time under water, but ex¬
act data as to the time have been lack¬
ing. Dr. Kuckeuthat of Jona has re¬
cently obsorvod a harpooned whito
whale continued under water forty-
fivo minutes.
Arts are caught and killod at Kew
Gardens, London, by flowers of the or¬
chid class. The ants arc too large for
the flowev, but they visit it for tho sake
of the honey and got caught in the mu¬
cilage. The flower, however, suffers
equally with tho ant.
In a hard-boiled hen’s-ogg, quite
fresh, a German chemist lately found a
wlnto of a reddish color. He supposed
this to indicate the presence of a micro¬
organism, which ho tried to cultivate,
and succeeded in developing an intense
growth of bacillus prodigiosus. “Wo
have here,” he says, abacillus that not
only stood being billed for a certain
time, without impairing its vitality,
but one inside of fresh egg.!’’
A friend of the lazy at Bangor, Mo.,
has invented a dev’c3 by meats of
which a man can catch a fish without
fidiing. lie attaches a small sleigh
1 ell to a piece of barrel hoop, one end
of which ho inserts into a crack in the
dock. After baiting his lino and
throwing it overboard he fastens it to a
hoop, puts his hands in his pockets and
awaits developments. As soon as the
bell is jingled by a jerk on tho lino ho
hauls it in and lands the fish.
E lison’s phonograph lias found a
new application at the Milwaukee
college, whore it will be used as an as¬
sistant in teaching the French and
other foreign languages. The phono¬
graph of course never gets tired, and
can ho made to repeat tho same sentence
or tho same word hundreds of times.
In giving a lesson tho teacher reads it
before tho phonograph, at the same
time addressing the pupils, and tho
lesson is reproduce 1 whenover wanted.
That the phosphorescence of putrid
fish or meat is due to tho presence of
bacteria docs not seem strange, but a
French naturalist, M Card, has been
making observations of living marine
Crustacea which go to prove that their
phosphorescence is due to tho presence
of bacteria in the musclei. Oi inocu¬
lating healthy individuals, tin diseased
condition was transmitted, and M.
Giard’s laboratory was well lighted at
night by these luminous but diseased
crustaceans.
Two very interesting spseimons oi
Zanzibar copal gum have just reached
this country. They are neatly polishod
and are full of pro-historic insects of
various kinds, which thousands of years
ago became imbedded in the gum •
What lends peculiar interest to these
specimens is that the origin of such
gums is lost in antiquity, and not only
arc tho trees which arc supposed to have
produced them long ago extinct, but
the very insects found in the gum do
not belong to any known varieties.
The Prayer was Answered.
City Engineer Goodwin of Portland
tells a story of a little Portland boy
who had committed somo m sdemcanor
for which he was about to receive
punishment at the hands of his mother.
The boy begged to be first allowed to
g° to his room, Permission was
granted, and the child went up staire
to his own room and closed the door
behind him. The mother followed and
listened outside, after telling him he
muit hurry and come down again to
receive his punishment. The boy went
to the side of the bed, knelt down, and
this svns his prayer: “Dear Lord, if
you love little boys and want to help
one out, now is your time.” The
prayer was answered.— Lewiston (Me.)
Journal.
NO. 6.
A Lullaby.
Sleep, my child, soft night-wrinds woo,
Ovdr thy cradle wakes the coo
Of mother-love:
Stars in the blue peep one by one,
Toil is over, and day is done,
Sleep, little dofe!
Silence deep holds the day-throbbed world,
The birds in their trim nests arc curled,
Their carols hushed:
Only the west-wind's music rings,
Soothing dreams to the soul it brings,
By sleep-waves rushed.
Dream of birds and (towers and trees,
Of drowsy hum of busy bees
Without nlarms;
Then when the East with red is flushed,
And nature’s face with gold is brushed,
Wake in my arms.
—Nina l'icton, in Detroit free Press,
HUMOROUS.
A swallow-tail—The story of Jonah
and the whale.
Tho green applo is deadly, but not so
deadly as the electric currant.
Know thyself. If you can’t get the
requisite information, run for office.
First Small Boy—We had a fire at
our house last night. Second Small
Boy—That so? F. S. B.—Yes. i’a
fired sister’s beau.
Amy—What an absurd habit that is
of young Daily’s, ulways sucking his
cane. Susie—I think iwis a good plan!
It keeps him from talking, you know.
There is a demand by James Owen
O’Connor for “protection for Ameri¬
can actors.” How would an egg-inter¬
cepting screen at tho front of the stage
do?
Fond Mother—You should romomber,
my child, tho little birds in their nests
agree. Johnny—But every once in a
while one of ’em falls out. I’m that
one.
Tom Bookstaver (in bookstore)—How
do you like “Looking Bickward?”
Miss McFmnscy—(flushing slightly)—I
only just glanced around to see what
she had on.
A good many people publicly thank
the Lord for their prosperity who would
be very mad if somebody should mg-
gest that they wore not mainly respon¬
sible for it themselves.
The Cedars of Lebanon..
Tho cedars of Mount Lebanon are,
perhaps, tho best known monuments in
the world. Distinguished men liavo
visited them, and their story is told
over and over again. There are gravo
doubts, however, whether tho cedar so
often mentioned in the Bible was the
tree now culled tho Cedar of Lebanon.
There is no doubt that tho cedars of
Lebanon in more modern times huvo
been tho objects of ven oral ion. The
most experienced observer who has
seen the cedars on Mount Lebanon is
Sir Joseph Hooker, who visited Syria
in 1860 for the purpose of examining
the grove, in regard to which little was
known scientifically up to that timo.
An account of this visit was published
in tho Natural History Jlcvicw in
January, 1862, with tho author’s
views upon tho specific rank and
tho origin of the different species or
forms of the genus. Tho number of
trees is about 400, and these aro dis¬
posed in nino groups, corresponding
with as many hammocks of the rango
♦of moraines. They are of various sizes,
from about 18 inches to upward of 40
feet in girth; but tho most remarkable
and significant fact connected with
their size, and consequently with the
ago of the grove, is that there is no
tree of less than 18 inches girth, and
no young trees, bushes or even seed¬
lings of a second year’s growth. It
was supposed, until comparatively re¬
cent times, that all the cedars left upon
the earth were in this famous grove,
but now they are known to occur upon
different chains of the Taurus, where,
with other treos, they form extensive
forests; while as late as 1865 Mr. Jesup,
an American missionary, discovered
fivo large grove3 in the Lebanon itself,
three east of Ain Z’shaUch, in the
southern Lebanon, one of which was
said to contain 10,000 trees. Other
groves were also discovered at this time,
so that upon the Lebanon alone the
cedar is known in 10 distinct localities.
The Ohfcst Observatory.
Tho observatory at Pekin is the old¬
est in the world, having been founded
in 1279 by Kuldai Khan, tho first Em¬
peror of the Mogul dynasty. There
are still in it three of the first instru¬
ments of observation. Taosc were used
for the observation of Halley’s comet
in 1738, and may also he used when,
twenty-two yeats hence, this comet
again appears. Tnc oldest observatory
in Europe is that founded by King
Frederick III. of Denmark, on tho isl¬
and of Ilveen, in the Sound, and where
tho famom astronomer Tycho Brahe car¬
ried out his celebrated observations—
among others that of the “bright” star
in Cassiopeia. The Paris Observatory
was cstab!ished in 1671, and that of
Greenwich three years later.— English
Mechanic.