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VOL. T. Whnt Is n Gentleman. !^hat is a gentleman? tt is not one Xnowinginstinetively 'vhat heshould shnn, Speaking no word tliat could injure < >r pain, Spreading no scandal, and deep’n in# no stain? One who knows how to put each at his ease, Striving, successfully always to plea e— One who can tell by a glance at yot> cheek When to be silent and when he should speak? What is a gentleman? Is it not one Honestly eating (he bread be has won, Walking in uprightness, fearing the Clod, leaving no stain on the path he has trod Caring not. whether his coat may be old, Prizing sincerity far above gold, Kecking not whether his hand may be hard- Stretching it boldly to grasp its reward? What is a gentleman? Say, is it birth “Makes a man noble or adds to his wortl Is there a family tree to be bad Shady enough to conceal what is bad? Seek out the man who has God for his guide, Nothing to tremble at, nothing to hide, Be he a noble, or be he in trade, He is the gentleman Nature has made. —Thc Pilot. APPLE &ATHERINO. ■BY SHIRLEY BROWNE. "Why, Cassy, what have you done to yoursel! ?’ Miss Marietta Carstairs might well start as she sat in her cushioned chair b/ he fire-light, drinking a cup of tea out of the delicate old china which had be- onged to Grandmother Carstairs, at tho apparition of a tail, slight figure with a mail’s overcoat bu toned in loose folds around it, so that .(be skirts nearly ouched the floor, n man’s boots pulled Up over the pretty feet, and a felt hat slapped, in cavalier fashion, on the back of the head, Cassandra Carstairs hurst out laugh- mg. "Making a man of myself,” said she. "Pretty wet! done, isn’t it?” Mss Marietta stared harder than ever. "Is—it a masquerade?" she asked, doubtfully. "Docs it look like it? No,” Cis- sandra answered, with spirit. ‘No; I’m simply going to gather my apples.” "Wiioje is Ben?” "Fiatron his back w ith rheumatism. And those apples must be marketed at once, or they’ll spoil." "But, Cassy— "Oh! 1 know beforehand all you’re going to say,” declared Cissandra. leaning, in a mannish fashion, with her hands deep in Her pocket-, against the edge of the wooden mantel, "It dsn’t a woman’s work. Well, l mean to make it a woman’s work. After ail, ■hoxv does it differ from nutting or mislctoe hunting, both of which aro supposed to be eminently feminine accomplishments? Old Jones is coming here to-morrow morning at five o’clock to take them to Weld town. If they’re not gathered, of course they won’ t. be marketed; and those red-heart apples mean not less than twenty-five dollars to us, Polly.” Miss Marietta sighed, "I wish I ccuid help you, Cassy,” murmured she. "But I am sure Doctor Harford’s hired fflian would assist you if—” Cassandra started away from the man¬ tel as if she had been stung by a wasp. "If,” she repeated, biusquely. "But what a comprehensive if, Polly! I’d cut off my right hand,” she added, ‘‘sooner than to ask that man to help us. That haughty, composed pink of perfection—that high-bred aristocrat that despises a ! women who—work!” "Is that the reason, Cassy, that you gather your apples after dark? That he shall not see you?” "No,” sharply answered Cassy. But Miss Marietta could see, in spite of the dusk, the quick scarlet mount to her sister s forehead. "I gather them after dark simply because I dou’t want all the village tongues gossiping about me. It’s my business, and no one clso’s, un¬ less you, dear Polly”—kneeling a min¬ ute at her sister’s side—"it’s yours. Just as I’m your business—and a bad business you frnd mo, I’m afraid!” "But how do you know that Doctor Harford entertains these very hostile sentiments toward u?” "I know a good many things, Polly, that I can’t give rhyme or reason for,” Cassy answered, positively. "Haven’t I seen him look at me when I was weed¬ ing the onions and husking the pease?” "A cat may look at a king, Cass!” said Miss Marietta, laughing in spite of herself. "Mayn’t Doctor Harford look at Miss Carstairs?” "No,” said Cassandra, with a stamp of the small, cow-hide'd foot—for she had borrowed old Ben’s farming outfit for this occasion. "He may not!” And then she took up a lantern and » box of matches, and went her way, flinging back a kiss to the invalid sister as she did so. . It was nearly midnight when she re- turned, flushed and radiant, her hazel eyes shining, her breath coming quick and fast. Miss Marietta, who had fallen into a lady-like doze in front of tiie smoldering logs, started from her the>;m. THE ENTERPRISE. "Goodness me, C.my! is that you?' 1 said she. ‘ Ves.'’ t’assy was unbuttoning the old coat and shaking her feet out of the cow-hide envelopes now stained with tho tuud of the swampy orchard laud. "Have you gathered the apples?" "Yes. They’re all in barrels, close to the bars, ready for Israel Jono; when he comes along, to-morrow morning. Old Ben's nephew, a slout sailor lad just Irom sea, helped me got them in. We broke tho lantern, but that didn’t signify—there wa3 a moon when the clouds parted enough for us to get a glimpse of it. The tipples ought to bring a fair price; they’re in beautiful condition. And, what do you think, Marietta? Jack and I captured an apple-thief—two of’em—coolly picking our fruit into baskets, and they’re safely padlocked into the old ice-house now.’’ ihey?' "Oh, Cassyi thieves! Who are ’ "Well, naturally, they didn't < ll u to give us their card-*; and Jack Tar and I walked them directly oil into the ice¬ house. I led the biggest one by his coat-coliar, and my sailor boy hustled the little one along. I think the iittlo chap would have show i fight, but the big one shut him up ” "Gassy, y.u did that?” "land Jack Tar, whose real name, I believe, is Bartholomew Clark. Yes; wc made the capture, unassisted and alone, and Bartholomew is going to Squire Patton’s to-morrow to have the scamps regularly committed. Now, aren’t you glad I went out myself to gather the np pies?'' 1 Oh, Cassy, suppose they had had fire-arms concealed abiut them? Sup pose you had been hurt?'’ "Ob, suppose, suppose!’ gayly mim¬ icked Cassandra. "But I wasn’t hurt, as it happened; and now let us go to bed, Polly, for it’s past twelve, ami I’m tired to death” Weary though she was, however, Cassandra was up bright anil ear.y the next moruiug to feed her spring chic eusand prepare her sister’s breakfast, for the Carstairs girls kept no servants, aud (lure was plenty to do. Early though it was, however, a sturdy young man with a sunburned face stood at tbc gat e. "What do you want, Birtholounwi’ said Cassy, taking in the milk-pail from its hook on the left-hand of the door. “Toe constable's here, miss. He won’t take no orders, except from you.” "Whett is he?’’ "A-waitin’, miss, out by the ice¬ house door.” C rs-andra caught her hat from its peg under the kitchen clock-shelf, and walked in her quick, elastic way by “Jack Tar’s” side to the ancient fast¬ ness built into the side hill, once used for tho reception of ice. “I think, miss,” said the thickset, grizz'o-bearded old village constable, "there’s some mistake.” "Mistakel” echoed CassanJra, in her clear, loud voic;, "but there can’t bo any mistake. I saw them myself, steal¬ ing my apples. Here’s the key of the ice-house. I’m ready to lodge a com¬ plaint agaiu3t them. Why—Doctor Harford—’’ For, as the constable opened the creaking old door, out walked her ele - gaut next door neighbor with a most inscrutable expression of countenance. 1 1 plead guilty, Miss Carstairs,” said the doctor, brushing the blu; mold off his fashionably cut garments, "and I recommend myself—and Tommy, my office-boy here—to tho mercy of the court. Yes; it’s all quite true, We were picking your apples; but it wasn't for our own benefit. I heard that your factotum was sick, and I knew that you wished to send your apples down by old Israel Jones early this morning. We wanted to do a neighborly act, but we didn’t expect to be caught in fla¬ grante delicto by you.” "Oh, Doctor Harford 1 but why didn’t you toll mo who you were?” "If you will kindly remember, you did not give me any opportunity to ex¬ plain myself.” i*X—called you names!” gasped Cassy. "Yes, I believe you did,” said Dr. Harford, smiling; and now that Cas¬ sandra looked him directly in the face i he had certainly a very sweet smile. "And,” added Cassandra, feeling j herself grow cold and hot by turns, "I —hit you with the lantern when you were climbing down.” “And broke it—yes.” "And all tho time you were trying to do me a favor.” "In a mistaken way, a3 I now think I-y* I Sllid thc <Joctor ; "I j shot,Id have asked your perm.ssion to make myself of use. “And uow,” cried out Cassy, clasp- iug her hands, "I’ve shut you np all night in a moldy ice-house—and I’ve sent for the constable—and I’ve be- iiaved worse than any gypsy girl could CARNESV1.LLE, GA., MONDAY, FEBRUARY 1U890. possibly do, even down to using op- probiicus lauguago and comm.'ttirg assault and battery. Oh, Doctor Har¬ ford ! I never shall dare to look yo i in tho face again." Anti she fled up to the home, burst¬ ing into a Hood of passionate tears, as she went, and ran straight down collar to hide herself. "I’ll go as a female missionary to Japan,” sobbed Cassaudra. "I’ll outer a sisterhood; T11 never show my fuco again to any living soul!” But she did. She neither set sail for Yokohama nor onterod a cloister; and the very next day she went out driving with Dr. Harford, 1 ’But why have you always disliked me so? Why have you refused to be introduced to me? Why have you in¬ variably looked tho other way whin you saw me coming, and run into thr house when I came near the gardot fence!’ asked ho. "Idon’t know,’’ said Cassandra, in a low voice. "Is there anything so disagrccablo about me?’’ "No, no,” admitted Cassy. "But 1 thought you looked haughty and super- ciiioui.” "Come,” said the doctor, laughing, ■•'that’s funny ! I thought it was me that you despised! Was it bccauso 1 was a doctor? ’ "Oh, no’.’’ "II vo you anything against doctors, aa a rule?” "No.” "Have you anything against me?” ho persisted. * Not in tho least.” "Then, shall we 1)3 fricads?” in coaxing voice. Arid Cassy ygrood cordially. How slight is tiie diviiiag lino be¬ tween friendship and love, Mi3s Mari¬ etta Carstairs alone can ted, for she alone was the confi iaate of both theS3 deadly enemies turned into excellent friends. Suffice it to sar, that when next year’s apple gathering caul; around, Dr. and Mrs. Harford both went out to superintend the operation.— Fash'on Basar. A West African Town. Like ancient Thebes, St. Paul .. Loando was once perhaps a lovely spot, but human nature treated Mother Nn- uro so shamefully that tho old dame removed to more c mgcuial quarters. When General Correia, the Portuguese soldier, drove out the black hordes and re-established the supremacy of the Lurius in Angola there was a magnifi¬ cent harbor lie e, says a New York Herald correspondent. Now the sand of the ocean, hurled in by the waves, and the sand of the red dunes washed down for two centuries, are gradually meeting, aud in a short time the noble anchorage will be a thing of the past. The apathy which has permitto i the streets of -the city to become sandy wastes, so that you have to excavate to find tho beautiful pavements put down by the military pioneers, has also left tho harbor channel to fill up aud may ultimately lose Loando her position as a seaport. Every year, too, the bar be¬ comes narrower, engineering skill offer¬ ing neither stone nor spile to resist the effects of the heavy sea swells, or Ka¬ hunas, which sweep the Atlantic coast line at intervals from Gibraltar to tho Cape. Even Loando Island, which is a sort of Coney Island on a small scale— the only breathing place for pleasure parties, in fact—is succumbing to the action of the sea, which often flows over portions of it and precipitates thousands of tons of filling matter into the harbor. A few years ago all tho native fisheunen had their little huts on this sandbar (a few are there now), butt they are gradually being driven off, and the villas of the merchants and palm groves are threatened with destruction. Swallows Are Great Pathfinders. As swallows often fly through long distances at a very groat height, it fol¬ lows that they are excellent pathfinders. It remains yet to be found out how they set out for their autumnal journey to the South, as they start at night, but it is supposed that the young birds are taught by the parents the direction in which to fly. It has, however, been quite receutly ascertained that a single b rd is able to find it3 way back from a very long distance. In the dancing- room of a restnu ateur, in a village not far from Dusseldorf, Germany, a num¬ ber of swallows have their nests on a rafter which runs across the room, under the ceiling. In September last three of the parent birds were taken from the nests, and a geiitluinan traveling to Ber- hn took them by train au l gave them ,p c j r liberty at different stations. Each ^ird had a narrow red ribbon lied round one leg, but all three had by some means torn this off, and were eon- sequent \y not recognized immediately a ft er their return After two days, however, all the nests were examined, an-i it was found that the wanderers bad returned to them. O AP RESTAURANTS A French Eating House Where p Meal Costs a Cent How a Discontented Customer Was Surprised. "Talk about ohcaj*rfest iurants, ” said a New Yorker to a Tr.lnine reporter, "wc don’t seem to have anything horo to touch ono or two I saw in Paris when I was there. They are in the poorest part of tho city, of course, aud tlioir customers are of the doubtful- well, no, not doubtful at all, but rather decidedly shady—elass of tho popula¬ tion, who gather in there after tho thea¬ tres close at night and everybody from whom they can beg with any chance of orofit has gone homo. "The arrangements and the sorvico aro quite simple. Thoy coasist of ono immense iron pot, filled with a con¬ glomerate stew of all sorts of odds and ends of food picked up at the refuse-baskets of tho big hotels aud restaurants, and a long-handled iron fork. The hungry customer advances to the pot and pays a cent to the land¬ lord, who hands him the fork. Taking a long sniff of the apprizing (?) steam which rises from ti)e cauldron, he plunges tho fork into the mass aud withdraws it once—np more. If he stabs anything with the fork aud brings it to tho sur/ace, the'morsel is his; if he gets nothing—which sometime) ! happens—ho has no redress, but must 5 jiay another coat for another ilunge or go hungry. Tno periment is always watched | salhlessiy by the other customers, 1 if the lucky fisherman brings up a substantial piece of meat he i3 con¬ gratulated, if ho brings up only a po¬ tato or a bit of carrot, #hich more fre¬ quently happens, the stinginess of the master of the cuisine is fredy com¬ mented on an 1 doubts aro evon ex¬ pressed of tho existence of any more meat at all in the stew, but if a luckless wight brings up nothing at all, ho is greeted with a chorus of laughter and i derisive remarks, and is advised to fill lumself up with a sAilt of tho vapor. "Another restaurant which ivisitcl there,” continued tliof narrator, “was established by charitable people for the .press use of the outcasts of society. id a much more substantial meal is given there for a sou than at the pinco I have just de cribed; ' Therefore it is more popular with those.of the criminal classes who are not in danger of im¬ mediate arrest by the police and can afford to come out’ of their liiding- placos long enough to eat. If you did not know the place to be the resort of thieves, you would , a bogin to sus¬ pect it. Nothing about the place is movable. The tables and benches are screwed to the floor, the iron basins from which the food is eaten aro sunken into the tables and screwed down nt the edges. The spoons, knives, cups and forks siro also secured by short chains, and, as tho Hood is already seasoned, no pepper or salt castors are provided. "The only one-cent dish, however, is a thick broth or soup, A strapping big woman carries it about the room to the customers in a sort of rubber bag, which she holds under her arm and uses for all tho world like a Scotchman’s bag¬ pipes. The hag is provided with a long neck which ends in a nozzle. The woman lowers the nozzle into the basin before the customer and when she gives the bag under her arm a squeeze with her elbow, out squirts, the broth and she controls the quantity by gripping tho long neck, giving a one-cent dish or a two-cent dish at will. "While we were looking on, the at¬ tendant got into a dispute with ono of her customers, a stranger to tho place, a trucuient-looking ox-convict, about the quantity of broth she had placed bofore him for two sous. Hi assorted that it was not worth mpre than ono cent, and nobody should make him pay any more for it. Ho threw down his one cent w.th an oath,-and took up his spoon to cat. Quickly anil quictiy the attendant lowered the'long neck into his soup-basin, withdrew die pressure of her eibow from the bug under her arm, and with an au lihte suck half the broth was s: phoned back into the bag in a jiffy from under the growler’s very nose. , "Tiie surprise of the ex-convict svas only equalled by our own." Beliavior in Other Lands. In Sweden, if you address the poor¬ est person on the street you must lift your hat. The same courtesy is insisted upon if you pass a lady on tho stair- way. To enter a reading room or a bank with one’s hat on is regarded as a bad breach of manners. To place your i hand on the arm of a lady is a grave and objectionable familiarity. Never touch the person; it is sacred, is one of their proverbs. In Holland a iauy is i ~ 3 where men are oongi'ogated. She waits until they buvo transacted their busi¬ ness and departed, Indies seldom rise in Spain to recoivo a male visitor, and they rarely acoompany him to the door. For a Spaniard to givo a lady (evon his wife) his arm when out walking is looked upon as a dooido l violation of propriety. Iu Persia, among the aristocracy, a visitor sends notice au hour or two bofore calling, and gives a day’s not ce if the visit is one of great importance. He is niit by servants beforo ho reaohos the house, an l other consi lerations are shown him according to relative rank. The left, and not tho right, is con¬ sidered the position of honor. No Turk will enter a sittiug-ro.om with dirty shoes. The upper classes wear tight-fitting shoes, with goloshei over them. Tno latter, which receive all tho dirt and dust, are lef.t outside the door. Tho Turk uoVer washes in dirty water. Water is poured over his hands, so that when pollutod it runs away. In Syria the people never take oil their caps or turbans whoa entering tho house or visiting a friend, but thoy al¬ ways leave their shoes at the door. There are no mats or scrapers outsido, and the floors in ido are covered with expensive rugs, kept very clean in Mos¬ lem houses and used to kneel upon whili saying prayers. Dr. l’al mage’s Income In a sketch of the busy life of tho liev. Dr. T. DeWitt Talmagc, recently p iblished, it was stated that the income of that famous divine wat more than $100,000. Those who are well informed on the doctor’s affairs know lhat this estimate is easily within the truth, anil that the reverend geatlomau could very materially increase it were he so minded. Not a day passes but what he receives Half a dozm or more requests from editors, publishers aul uewpaper syn¬ dicates for articles, stories, reviews ami opinions on all sorts of subjects. His c irreqroudonts offar to pay anything in reason for tho use of his name, hut tho name they must have, By way of illustration, a certain trade j >urnal recently wrote to him asking him to prepare an article on food adulteration. IIo could make it as long or short ns he pieaso I, and ceuld name his own figure for the work. Within a week an in¬ surance publication had penned a some¬ what similar proposition, in this case llm advantages of lifo insurance being the theme upon which the great divine was requested to turn his eloquence. I) -, Taliuuge read the first proposition, gave utterance to a single- "humph,’’ and tossed tho loiter aside. Presumably the second epistle mat a, like fate, us neither of the desired articles lias ever appeared. Rich Red Men. The Osage tnbo of Indians, whose reservation is between Kansas and the Creek country, are five times as rich as the average of Americans, ten times as rich as the average of Englishmen, and the French and Italians arc paupers in comparison. There are among tho O.sages no penniless people and none in want, except that insatiable want that always wants more. There arc 1501 of them, according to last year’s census. They have in the United States Treas¬ ury $7, 758,094 of their own money, drawing 7 per cent, interest. This amounts to a capital of $5175 apiece for the whole nation—men, women and children. But besides this they have 1,470,000 acres of laud, equal to just about 1000 acres apiece. This land is mostly fine and arable, and would sell for au aver¬ age of $10 au acre, or $10,000 for each individual’s portion. Tnis m ikes each individual Osage Indian worth $15,172. Eacli family possesses $60,000 on an average, and the head of it, if ho be industrious and enterprising, can grow $10,000 worth of crops a year on his 4009 acres of land. He is raised per¬ manently above want and above fear of want.— Itetroit Sun. A Waterspout. An officer of the American steamship Santiago sends to the Hydrographic Bureau aa account of a waterspout which the vessel passed through near one of the Bahama islands last spring. He says: "The steamer passed through the outer edge of the whirlpool, the diameter of which I judge to have been 50 to 75 yards. On passing through the outer edge I observed that the center was hollow, the water circling from west to cast, or against the sun. Tiie water that foil on the deck was very salt, and thc drops as large ns 50- CC nt pieces. During tho few seconds 0 [ 0UI - passage through it the wind blow at t p 0 m te of 30 or 35 miles per hour, ] ,][ [ uot observe any calm in the center at a ) ) the water aiising ircru it resem ;/ an inverted fountain. After c ; f , ar i n g it the wind resumed its original force, about 13 miles per hour.” SCIENTIFIC SCRAPS, The longest timo thus far reported for an incandescent lamp to burn is 10,- 608 hours. A novel feature of tho coming exhi¬ bition in Edinburgh will be a working ship railway in which tho vessel will bo iiumorsod in wator while upon the car. Tho electric lights have reduced the average time of vessels passing through the Sii’z Canal front 37 hours 57 min¬ utes to 22 hours 32 minutes. In the purest air subjected to test fot tho causes which produces tho dimming effect of hiiZi thoro were about 34,000 dust particles found in each cubic inch. it is said that ten per cent, of alum, added to plaster of parts while being burned, renders it as hard as marblo on setting, and capable of taking a fine polish, A color test for railway employes hai been introduced in tho shnpoof a device consisting of a revolving series of colored gasses lighted from behind by a flame ansi tinted like tho lamps of the signal boxes. la tanning by electricity the ordinary tan liquid is employe I, and the hides revolve slowly through it, while tho current from a dynamo traverses the vat and helps tho tanning to combine with the gelatine of the skin. A skillful cork-cutter can produce from 1509 to 2009 corks u day, his only tools being two sharp, broad- bladed knives. Machines have been introduced which can turn out about 2000 corks an hour, but they are useless for the cutting of the finer qualities. A new sort of boot-sole has been in¬ troduced in Nuremberg, consisting of a sort of trellis of spiral raital wire, the interstices being fillei with gutta pereba and rosin. They can bo fitted with nails- like ordinary soles, are fifty per cent, cheaper than leathor and vastly more durable. When S r J. Hurschol was defending the character of astronomical science in view of au error of nearly 4,000,000 miles in estimating the sun’s distance, tho correction was shown to apply to an error of observation so small as to be equivalent to the apparent breadth of a human hair at a distauce of 125 feet. It is sometimes said that thc branches of very old trees arc, properly speak¬ ing, roots, an 1 that if plantel upside down tho trees would fl parish. He rr Kny, n German homilist, lias recently investigated thc matter by planting vines aud ivy with both ends in the ground and subsequently cutting them at the arch. Tho experiments were fairly successful, though uot in overy instance; aud Herr Key intends to con¬ tinue them with other plants and treos, such as willows, poplars and roses. A Forty-Del Inr Joke. If a prominent physician over in the northwest hasn’t got even with one practical joker then it doesn’t lie in tho telling. Tho physician lives in a very modern establishment. Not only is there a special night-boll, but a speak¬ ing tube connects tho doorsteps with the head of his bod. The practical joker has had f un with this, lie has been coming along about 1 39 a. m. and standing on the opposite corner and laughing until his sides ached thinking how funny he was and what a good time he was having, Then ho would cross over and ring tho night-bell and howl up the speaking tube as if a whole regiment of mothers-in-law on tho next block had ton-minute cholera and wero dying by the wagon -load, And the poor, tired doctor would rouse out of his first sweet sleep and "hello” down the tube. Then the funny man would say: "Does Dr. J--live here?” “Yes.” "Have you lived here long?” “For twenty years. Who are you? What tho deuce do you want?” "Jest want to know why you don’t move. That’s all. Ta! ta!” And then the funny man bounces down into the street and scoots home, where he laughs for half an hour straight. He didn’t laugh half so much the other night. The doctor was loaded for him. He knew that luugh and that yell, and he stuck a funnel in the tube and poured in two quarts of aquafortis, indelible ink, liquid lye and a few chemical whiffs of torment. It gurgled and gurgled for one second and then struck Dofunny iu the mug just as he opened his mouth for another howl. It came with a thirty-foot fall And a ten-pound pressure to the square inch. He swallowed a pint before he could shut his mouth, and the impromptu iio.se played away ail over his face and silk hat, and shirt front, and dress suit. It was a roof-raiser,-and curled him like a cockroach on a hot shovel. It wilt cost the doctor $40 for plumb¬ ing, but he grins every time he thinks of it.— Washington Post. NO, 7. Morning In the IfIIIn. Faint streaks of light in the far-down tt is* Outlined by an unseen pencil. The artist hand of the dawn's high priest Who spreads o’er a shadowed stencil The silver hues of the morning’s wings, The dusk and the darkness flaking, iVhile the old earth sighs, and the pine tor sings: “Awake! for the day is breaking." The gray squirrel barks, for the wood* ar still And the silence makes him braver, And he sees the sun behind the hill, Where thc shadows twist and waver— The gray squirrel watches the dead leave whirl That the sun no more shall nourish, Iligh on a branch with his tall a-curl, Like a writing-master’s flourish. The partridge drums on nn'oM dry log, A haunt of worm and cricket, Down near thc edge of a cranberry bog, Close by a white birch thicket; And at times the reverberation floats Through Ihe air so round and mellow That it sounds as sweet as thc basso notea Of a maestro’s violiucello. The gray squirrel barks and the partrid* drums, And the sunlight follows faster, And over thc pines the wind-god comes With the touch of an untaught master; And he strikes the chords from a maze o! limbs That glitter with frost-lace hoary, While eastward now as the darkness dim» Is the sun in a sea of glory, —SrnrM HeOaffey, in Chicago Heraty. HUMOROUS. The WtwIififttAmtn’it temp for the best. Almost anything antique from Rome would bo Romantic. Tho more a man bccomos wrapt up in himself the chillier he gets. The laundry roan lias to receive a good many cuffs in this world. "I understand that you aro quite gone on Miss Wood." "No; not quite, but going.” Mr. Bonn (apropos of nothing)—How stupid some people are. Mrs. Pa in— Is this a confession? First Orange—Hello! what are yoe doing here? Second Orange—Nothing; just looking round. The pen is mightier than tho sword; but for opening oystors or military parades we’ll lake tho sword every tunc. "I’d rather be a wild turkey and live on the prairie,” said a Iittlo boy, "than be a tamo turkey and be killed overy year.” "I will spur him on to renowed ef¬ fort, ” as tho rooster said when he gave ono more flap at thc flank of a retreat ing dog. Explained—“To wliat do you at¬ tribute your success in life?” asked th< economist. "To ray failure,” replied the ex-merchant. Pater—You children turn up your noses at everything on tho table. When I was a boy I was glad to get enough dry bread to cat. Tommy-— Bay, pa, you’re having a much better timo of it, now you are living with us, ain’t you? ■ __ Long Range Rifle Shooting. There is an immense amount of non¬ sense talked and written about long- distance rifle shooting, and tho storios men tell about their own or somebody clso’s wonderful accuracy at long range maybe set do.vn as campaign inven¬ tions. In fact, thesamo importance is not attached to long-distanco shooting as formerly, for it has been demon¬ strated beyond doubt that it is compar¬ atively useless, except where the dis¬ tance has been carefully measured and tho gun properly gauged for it. It can ho readily seen that this would ho im¬ practicable either in shooting at game or in a military engagement. To illus¬ trate, the vi ry best long-dis¬ tanco rifle that is made has a fall of forty inches in 590 yards. Now, how many men are thcro who can nscurnlely calculate such a long distance? And of what use would the gun he in case the marksman's judgment eired fifty yards one way or the other? These considera¬ tions have induced thc government to change the whole theory and practice concerning the use of long-range guns. The Creed moor system has been abandoned entirely by the army m irks- meg, and they arc now taught the art of measuring distances by the eye, and also practice shooting nt miving ob¬ jects. When firing at targets each nnn makes his own estimate of distance, a squad fires and then all advance, «ny 50 yards, make new estimates and fire again. Th’s process is repeated, so that the soldier really gets experience that will bo of use to him iu actual warfare. — Olobi-Dmoerat. The Colossal Cznr. Both iu appearance and manner, the Czar has become a M iscovite of the old Cossack type. He is a colossal figure, being a giant, both in height and girth, quite bald, witli a fiat, nose, an immense sweeping moustache, an 1 a stupendous heard, which flows over his chest.— Ar¬ gonaut.
