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VOL I. Paths. Tiio rath tlmt leads to a Loaf of Bread Winds through the Swamps of Toll, Ar.d the path ilia* leads to a Suit of Clothes (loos through a flowerless soil, t ad the paths that lead to a Loaf of Bread And the Suit of Clothes are hard to tread. : nd tho path that loads to a House of Your Own Climbs over the bouldered hills, And the path that leads to a Bank Account Is swept by the blast tliat kills: But the men who start in the paths today In the Lazy Hills may go astray. In the Lazy Hills are trees of shade i By the dreamy Brooks of S’eep, Ami the rollicking River of Pleasure laughs, And gambols down the steep; But when the blasts of the Winter conic, [The brooks ar.d the river are frozen dumb. fj’hen woe to these in the Lazy Hi ts When the blasts of Winter moan, [Who strayed from the path to a Bank Ac¬ count And the p::th to a House of Their Own ; These paths are hard in the summer heat, But in Winter they lead to a anug retreat. — [S. W. Foss, in Yankee Blade. Her Cat and His Chickens, BY MABGABET EYTINGE. I dare say ’twould have come around iiuyhow in the course of time, but law kakes alive! her cat and his chickens Kid hurry matters lip the liveliest and ■piickcst I ever seen in the hull of my lorn days. You see, we’d lived in fcwltown nigh on to sixteen years. ■There wasn’t another house in sight Ivhen we built our little cottage there. ■Jennie AAR’Cii (we named her .Tennio ■first and tacked on the AVren after, ■cause she proved to be the cheeriest, fchirpiest little blessing that ever bright- fned the airtli) was 2 years old when kve moved into it, and her 18th birth- [day was due the 30th of that June. She’d been away since the foregoiii’ [September, a-stayin’ with her Aunt Janet in Boston and a-finishin’ oft’at a good school there, and I tell you every month she was gone ’peared like a year to her father and me. But we [knowed jreg'lar from her letters, that come twice a week, that our darlin’, our only darlin’, for we’d never had another child, hadn’t changed a bit. AVe’d been a lectio, just a leetle, feared at the goin’ off that city air and influences might charge her some, but we’d got over that fear altogether and was awaitin’ to welcome her home with the lovingest of hearts when the trouble began at the cottage next door. It had been nigh on to a year empty when, the very day after Jennie started for tier aunt’s, the Rosemarys moved in. There was only three of ’em—the AVidow Rosemary, her father and her son. The son was a good- lookin’ young fellow of about live and twenty. Ile’cl come to Owltown to be overseer in the big carpet factory, and when lie wasn’t to the factory he was a-potterin’ around his garden, and he hadn’t been here more’ll a week when he put up a lien-house in the back part of it plumb again our fence. AA'ell, things went on agreeably ’tween the two families, though we never become what you might call really acquainted wiih eaeli other, the widow bein’ in deep mournin’ and seemin’ to want to live very much to herself until this June. Then one mornin’ I heard angry voices ill the next garden and, steppin’ to my kitchen winder, I kctched the words: “Two more chickens gone, and it’s that cat takes ’em—I’ll swear it is.” “Yes, no doubt of it,” says old Mr. Rosemary. “I’ve chased him away myself several times, He ort to he pizened—that’s what lie ort to be.” Mercy me! my heart stood still, ’cause there wasn't no cat but our Frisky in the neighborhood, and lie was Jennie Wren’s cat, and she thought the world of him. His birth¬ day and her’n came on the same day of the same month, though his n was ten years later, and she never writ a letter to us that she didn’t send her love to him. I never knowed Him to trouble our chickens and I didn’t believe that he’d took thefyn. So I throwed on iny sun-bonnet and marched out into tiio I back yard aiid mounted an old chair that stood there, and pokin’ my hca 1 over the fence, I says: “If you’re a-taikin’ about our cat, i Mr. Rosemary, I’ll make bold to say you’re mistaken.” AVith that the old man speaks up Und says: “AA r ell, I’ve seen him prowl- jin’ | ’round here and druv him away several times.” “And did he have a chicken either |°f “AVell, them times?” says I. he no ma’am; I can’t say Mid,” says lie. “But they’re disap- jpearin’ [they day arter day, aud where can I go?” “Rats,” says I, gelt in’ down from (he B chair, and I can’t imagine, though ve tried and tried, what made young PI*'. Rosemary bu’st out a laughin’. I Hut that very afternoon, as I w&» Off tliO feftClf pQUh BffCWJn'j THE ENTERPRISE. over the fence conio Frisky with a chicken a-hangin’ in his mouth. LandsJ I wns taken aback. I dropped my work and flew down the stoop ’bout ns fast as he’d come over tho fence, and I ketched him and made him let go the chicken, and then I slipped off my slipper and giv’ him a good whippin’, which bein’his first so frightened and astonished him that he howled perfectly awful. Then shut him up in the cellar and left him there, supplyiu’ him with food and drink, of course, for two days and nights. Well, the 30th June come at last and with it our precious Jennie AVren, aud after she'd hugged and kissed her father ar.d me until we wns all out of breath, she sot down in her favorite rockin’-chair and asked, “Where’s Frisky?” I went and opened the cellar door and called him; but it was some time ’fore he’d come, and when lie did come he didn’t do credit to his name, for lie just crept along and looked as though lie expected to see 1 hat slipper a-lioverin’ over him in the air. “AVliy, what’s the matter with him?” says Jennie. So I told her all about it. And, if you’ll believe me, that gir! took Frisky’s part right straight through. “Of course he don’t know strange chickens,” says she. “The folks that ust to live there didn’t keep any, and there isn’t another house nearer than a block, lie thought they was birds, and he’s never been whipped for calchin’ birds. And I’d just like to see Mr. Jack Rosemary pizen him. Poor old Frisky!” But Frisky hid under the sofa and refused to come out and be comforted, and pretty soon what with Jennie AVren a-tellin’ aud us a-listenin’ to lots of city news, we entirely forgot him. That is, wc forgot him till tea time, and then, as father and me and Jen¬ nie was a-drinkiu’ our tea, we heard quite a commotion in the next garden. “Dear me,” says I, almost droppin’ my cup, which I wouldn’t a-done for a good deal, it being one of my blue chaney set, “Frisky’s out and at it agin.” And sure enough. I’d no sooner got the words out of my mouth than over the fence flies Frisky with another chicken, and Jack Rose¬ mary, calls out as matt as can be: “I’ll git my pistol and shoot him. I ain’t a-goin’ to stand this no longer.” “Ob! dear,” says I, and I jumps up and was a-goin out, when Jennie says: “Let me go, mother,” and iu a miimit she was on the old chair, and th e young man, hearing her, begun: — “There, ma’am, I hope you’ll acknowl¬ edged! now, that I’ve seen it with my eyes, and unless that--.” But just as lie gits as far as this Jennie’s pretty, fluffy, golden head pops up above the fence, aud she says in a voice as sweet as honey: “I beg your pardon, sir, but was you a-speakin’ to me?” “O! no, certainly not,” says he, a-stammerin’ at a great rate, “I thought you was your mother—I mean —I was simply savin'—That is, 1 hope my chickens are not annoyin’ your cat in any way.” I don’t know how Jennie AVren ever kept her face, but she did,long enough, anyhow, to say slowly and gravely: “But they do annoy him sir. They disagree with him very much indeed.” Then she slid from the chair on to the grass and laughed and laughed till I thought she never would slop. The verv next day the widow called on us a-sayin’: “She’d been very re¬ miss in not being more friendly, but she hoped we’d overlook it, and she’d try to be a better neighbor in fulure.” Then we returned her call, and then the old man and Jack paid us a visit, and it wasn’t long before the young fellow was in here on some excuse or other every dac. And 1 declare to man three weeks hadn’t gone by since flic day he threatened to shoot Frisky when I overheard Jennie AVren a-say¬ in’: “Really and truly my cat never did molest our chickens,” and that Jack makes answer: “Well, I’m per¬ fectly willin’, just to protect the poor tilings, to have my chickens become our chickens as soon as possible. It only leinaiiis for you to consent. “AYTiy, what do you mean, Jack Rosemary?” says Jennie. “Can’t you guess, Jennie AVren?” says Jack, and lie takes her in his arms and kisses her. And I vow that cat never did touch one of (hem chickens after they were married.—[Detroit Free Press. Edith’s Fling. Miss May Tare—Oh! Edith, dear, do you know that Fred actually pro¬ posed to me last evening. Edith—Just as i expected. Miss M. T.—AA’liy did you expect it? I refused Edith—AVliy, when mm last night he said be would go and do something desperate.—[!}(»??» CARNESVILLH, GA M FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 19.1890. t MEXICAN VILLAGES. Primitive Life Among Some Ill- habitants of New Mexico. The Four-Footed Companion of the Poorer Families. Between Las A’egas and its famous hot springs, six miles above, on the Rio Gallinas, aro three Mexican vil¬ lages—Upper Las Vegas, l’laza Vigil, and Plaza Llano, which preserve to a great extent (lie primitiveness of tlie old times. Their flatroofed adobe houses, built about a plaza, or cluster¬ ing irregularly against tlie hill-side, are a soft pleasant brown in tint, and, owing to tiio thickness of their walls, are cool in summer and warm in win¬ ter. The clay floors are kept scrupu¬ lously clean, and to the passer-by the interior looks neat and inviting. In the residences of an early type there are blit few articles of furniture, although the walls are always decorat¬ ed with gaudy pictures of saints and Madonnas; but since the coming of the railroad there has been a great change in the interior furnishing of these bouses, most of which have adopted to a considerable extent the fashion of houses of the samo class in the East. In the corner of these humble homes, beneath the broad chimney, is an adobe fireplace, in which in cold weather a bright fire of pinon-wood often crack- els. Outside of the walls a character¬ istic feature of tho country is the great conical oven, wherein is done the family baking; and at times when these structures are not in use, the en¬ trance is walled up with stones to keep out the intruding bens and dogs, which find its interior an attractive abiding- place. In these little communities the in¬ habitants usually lead their lives with¬ out much care, laboring only sufficient¬ ly to support themselves with the simple necessaries of existence, and borrowing no trouble for the morrow, aud they enjoy perhaps more happiness than people in general do under more complex and enlightened conditions. But many of the poorer Mexicans un¬ der the new conditions of tilings brought about by the coming of the railroad have displayed a considerable capacity to work steadily, and have shown an ambition to accumulate property and to improve their condi¬ tion. Conspicuous among the smaller houses of these little hamlets are the habitations ot the wealthy people of Mexican descent. An unfailing attendant about the liouses of the poorer Mexicans is the burro, or donkey, who stands some¬ what on the footing of a member of the family. lie toils indefatigably for his master when that person takes it into his head to work, and at leisure times is content to find his living in such scanty grazing as is afforded by the arid plains and hill-sides. He is regarded by the master with a touch of superstitious reverence, owing to the darkened lines in the form of a cross which he usually bears between Iiis shoulders, a mark which the Mexi¬ cans ascribe to the circumstance that it was upon one of these animals that the Saviour rode when he entered the gates of Jerusalem. The prevailing religion of New Mexico is the Catholic, although in the larger towns churches of nearly every denomination exist. In many of the remote villages there are societies of a peculiar order of flagellants known as Pen Rentes, who on Good Friday prac¬ tice great austerities; they whip them¬ selves with rods, scourges, and even with branches of cactus, walk barefoot over sharp stones, bea.r huge crosses to the tops of mountains, and in simi¬ lar ways endeavor to atone for their misdeeds of the year. Their practices are so violent and sanguinary that they are discouraged, and even ex- pressly forbidden, by the Archbishop of New Mexico. The Pcnitcntes formerly marched in processions in open day, but, under the changed conditions of later years now perform their rites only in secret, making, under cover of darkness, their pilgrimage to some cross stand¬ ing' on an eminence or on the level prairie. In many of these villages, or in some retired locality near them, may be seen a building, often entirely without windows, devoted to the meet¬ ings of this fanatical order of leligion- ists.—[Harper’s AVcekly. In No Hurry to Hear Him. He—AA'ould you like to hear me sing “In t: e Sweet By and By,” Miss Mattie? She (sweetly)—Yes, Henry, but not before. Jack—I have a pressing question to ask you, Miss Au*)’. Anfy—ljQ Pfi> I’JWI The Accidental Discovery of Brn.~!L in tire year 1600, King Emmanuel of Portugal pluced Pedro Alvarez Cabral, an eminent navigator, in com¬ mand of a squadron of thirtecu vessels, to be sent to (ho East Indies by way of the Cape of Good Hope, which had then been recently discovered. Cabral sailed from Lisbon. In order to avoid the calms oft'the coast of Guinea, the eliips sailed far westward—so far that they were carried by ocean currents and driven by the trade-winds to tho western vergo of the Atlantic* Ocean, in the equatorial region. In April Cabral came in sight of land at latitude in degrees south. JIo landed; set up a cross; took formal possession of the country in the name of his King, and called it “Tho Land of the Holy Cross.” It was afterwards named Brazil, from brasil, a dye-wood which abounded there. Cabral did not suspect that a Spanish navigator (Pinzou) had “annexed” the vast territory to the crown of Cas¬ tile three months before. A contro¬ versy arose between Spain and Portu¬ gal in regard to the possession of Brazil, which wav amicably settled, Portugal retaining possession of the country from tho mouth of tlie river Amazon to that of the Bio de la Plata. So it was that Portugal became pos¬ sessed of vast territory in South America. It is said that King Em¬ manuel sent throe small vessels to South America in 1501, under the com¬ mand of Amcricus Vespucius, which touched Brazil at latitude 5 degrees south, and returned to Lisbon afier a voyage of sixteen months. Grave doubts have been expressed, and even denials of the truth of the narrative of the alleged voyage given by Vespucius; and negative testimony discovered by erudite investigators attest the reason¬ ableness of the doubts.— [Mail and Express. The Coffee of Bolivia. The agricultural industries of Bo¬ livia comprise but three articles of consequence, viz: coffee, chincona bark and cocoa. Tho best coffee comes from the valley of the Yungas. Though a very small white beau, it posesses a peculiarly delicate flavor, and commands a higher price in the market than any other. 1 he narrow valley, however, produces 12,000 arro- bas a year (25 pounds to the arroba), or about one-fouifh of Bolivia’s sup¬ ply. The province of Mapiri pro¬ duces three times as much, but its coffee brings less money, being of in¬ ferior quality. The average value of Yungas’ yearly crop is 100,0U0 pesos aurana, or 80,000 bolivianas, the dollars of tho country. A boliviana, by the way, is worth twenty-five cents less than the “sol” (dollar) of Peru; and the Bolivian peso is worth 25 cents less than the boliviana, while every American dol¬ lar in gold or paper commands $1.£0 in Bolivian currency. To transport (lie Yungas coffee over the mountains to La I’az costs the producer about two bolivianas and forty cents per quintal. The average price of coffee at La Par. is 24 bolivianas per hundred weight, while from the coast to Europe, all the way round by sailing vessel, it is only one boliviana. Luckily there is no export duty cn coffee, though at present barely enough is grown for home consumption. Doubtless tho put will soon be greatly increased, as many of the largest chincona planters are now planting coffee instead of the quina tree, since the latter lias become literally a “drug on the market.”— [Washington Star. Stanley’s AVork-Room in Cairo. it was in that part of Ihe hotel farthest removed from the street that Air. Si aiilev' took up his abode. Here he had a tine suite of rooms on the ground floor, very handsomely fur¬ nished in the Oriental style. A large, lofty reeeption-rooin and an equally large and handsome dining-room. In those he received some of the most ini. portant or most persistent of his many callers; but as a rule he shut himself up in iiis bedroom, and there he wrote from early morning till late at night, and woe betide anyone who ventured unasked into this sanctum. He very rarely went out, even for a si roll round the garden. His whole heart and soul were centered on his work. He had set himself a certain task, and he had determined to complete it to the exclusion of every other object in life. He said of himself, “I have so many pages to write. I know that i f I do not complete this work by a certain time, when other and impera¬ tive duties are imposed upon me, L shall never complete it at all. AVlien my work is accomplished, then I will talk with foil, laugh wjtli you, and play with you, or ride with you to you heart’s content; btu ]$& me alone now, for Jfcavcry's sake. Mfegaglno, CHILDREN'S COLUMN. A RIPDI.R. All through the long, long summer, AV lthout a thought of nerves, Natiy busy housewives Are putting up preserves, Balm of a thousand flowers, Clover-top and rose, Dogwood tree and jessamiuo And fragrant alder-blmvs, Yield their sweetest treasures To eaeli thrifty sprite, Who fills the fairy bottle And seals it quite air-tight. Busy little housewives, All ill russet dress, AVhat to call them, can you, Merry children, guess? Conte lay the cloth and set the plates, The girls and boys arc home. Call Fred and Kate and Ben and Bess There’s honey in the comb. Press. — [Elizabeth V. Hyatt, in [he Detroit lTe< HOW DOGGY COOLS OFF. Among various expressions of intel¬ ligence which often place a dog in nc mean place of comparison to his mas¬ ter, a little habit developed by a dog in tho suburbs is worth mentioning, says the Boston Journal: AVhenevcr this dog becomes angry, instead of making au exhibition of his temper he turns away from the offend¬ ing person as quickly as possible and irakes a bee line like a flush to the nearest brook. In a few minutes lie returns, dripping, but serene, without a trace of his former excitement in li’s manner. His plunge has apparently cooled off ail angry feelings and even caused forgetfulness of causes of dis- turbaucc. “DUNNO.” The train of tho North was late,and as it drew up before the station there was a great deal of hurrying to get the large amount of waiting express matter on beard. In the midst of the bustle and confusion a man approached with a dog in his arms and a most bowitdored expression on his face. “Look quick there 1” shouted the express agent; “where’s that dog going?” Tho bewildered expression deep¬ ened on the man’s face as he gazed at the struggling puppy in his arms, and he drawled out: — “AVell, I dnnno, and he dunno, and nobody dunno, and he’s eat hit tag!’ AVasn’t that dog in a dilemma?— [AVide Awake. ONE BIRD NORSES ANOTHER.' In a certain family in Buffalo there is a caged robin which has been the household pet for ten years. The robin is now aged. He lias lost one eye aud his plumage wouldn’t be looked at twice by a milliner. His legs aro weak and so are his toes, and he can no longer cling to his perch and warble hilariously. So be sits on the floor of his cage, and, like the dove in the song, mourns and mourns and mourns. At any rate lie did until a few days ago, when a cardinal bird was put in the cage with him. The cardinal bird is iu the heyday of youth, and from the first he cast a pitying eye on his companion. After observing him awhile it occurred to him that lie might fill up some of his spare time waiting on him. .So lie now takes the bread and tilings that are put into the cage and moistens them and rolls them into wads or peb¬ bles and rains them down the robin’s throat.— [Buffalo (N.A .) Courier. ANIMALS THAT CHANGE COLOR. There is a tiny crustacean, the cha¬ meleon shrimp, which can alter its hue to that of any material on which it happens to rest. On a sandy bottom it appears gray or sand-colored; when lurking among sea weed it becomes green or red or brown, according to the nature of its momentary back¬ ground. Probably the effect is quito unconscious, or ft least involuntary, like blushing with ourselves—and no¬ body ever blushed on purpose—though they do say a distinguished poet once complained that an eminent actor did not follow iiis stage directions because he omitted to obey the rubrical re¬ mark, “Here Harold purples with anger.” The change is produced by certain automatic muscles which force up par¬ ticular pigment cells above the others, green coining to the top on a green surface, red on a ruddy one, and brown or gray where tlie circum¬ stances demand them. Many kinds of fish similarly aller color to suit their background by forcing forward or backward certain special pigment cells known as chromatophores whose vari¬ ous combinations produce at will al¬ most any required tone or shade. Almost all reptiles and amphibians possess the power of changing their hue in accordance with their environ¬ ment in a very high degree; and among certain tree toads and frogs it is diffi¬ cult t,o say what is the normal coloring, as they vary indefinitely from buff or dovo color to ohcoolalo-broiyu, rose ami 9v<u» JUtto,—[Pieayune. How Hair Cloth Is Made. Many people understand, of course, how hair cloth is made, but for the edification of those who do not, wo will explain (lie process. In tho first plneo, horsehair cannot bo dyed. It repels coloring matter; so to mako black cloth is is necessary to secure natural black hair. The horses, in many cases absolutely wild, running unrestrained, tiro regularly corallcd and shorn. Of course black lmir is preferable, but sometimes grey stock is utilized. Not only tho tails, but also the manes are cut; the hair is bunched. TIioro bunches seldom con¬ tain hairs of less length limn two feet; some are even three and three and ono-lmlf feet and tho thickness of the bunches is usually two or three inches. The haircloth looms are provided with what we may call a nipper, in place of slmtlic, and the nipper is so finely actuated that it travels across the warp and seizes from the bunches one hair only—tho jaws of tiio nipper being too lino to grasp moro than ono —and carries it across the weft threads, dropping it into the exact place. The action of tho loom me¬ chanically forces the hair next to its predecessor, the warp crosses upon it, snugly holds it in its place, the nipper travels back and seizes snothcr, and so on and on. Tho delicacy and almost human accuracy with which each sep¬ arate hair is placed between the warp threads are really incredible.— [New York Tclegtam. How a War Regan. July 23, 1637, was (he date of that ludicrous event called tho “Casting of the Stools,” in the old cathedral of St. Giles, Edinburgh, Scotland, which some choose to regard as the first overt act in the war that cost Charles I. his head. There were no pews in those days; “each godly dame,” writes Chambers, “sat on her own chair or clasp stool (steamer-stool) brought to church on purpose. AVlien the dean, Mr. James Ilannay, opened the book to read the service of tiio Church of England, Jennie Geddes throw her stool at the dean’s head, and whole sackful of small elasp-bibles followed. After the dismissal of the congrega¬ tion the bishop was mobbed in the street and narrowly escaped with his life.” The King persisted in forcing his liturgy on the Scottish people, and ended with paying the penalty of his life twelve years after m tho war that might be said to have begun with the Casting of the Stools in St. Giles’ Kirk. A stool is preserved in the Antiquarian Museum, Edinburgh, which is identified on pretty good evi¬ dence as the stool that Jenny Geddes threw.—[New York Sun. The Chinese Devotee in a Foreign Land. Every Chinaman in Chicago conducts Ids religious services in his own pe¬ culiar way. In many a little room, back of a basement laundry, one may find the sacred images, and on (lie holi¬ days und feast days little tapers will be lighted about them, the sacred pea¬ nut oil will be burned as incense, and other vilc-sinclling stuff will be ignited as a proof of John's devotion to the teachings of Confucius. Tho Chinese religious customs are apparently as meaningless as the incantations of a Choctaw medicine-man, but they are held in awful reverence by the Ori¬ entals, and no persuasion can induce ono of them to explain their signifi¬ cance. No Chinese church has been established in Chicago and probably none will be, for every almond-eyed laundry man in the city still claims a residence across the ocean, and is only waiting until be can get enough money to go back and surprise the natives of the flowery kingdom.—[Chicago News. A Bug With Two Green Lanterns. A. AY. Habersham recently found on Exchange place a beetle about ono inch long that has back of his eyes two spots that give out a dazzling phos¬ phorescent green light sufficient to il¬ luminate his surroundings for a dis¬ tance of several inches. AVhcn placed on his back lie rights himself with a spring and a snapping sound, It is hence inferred that he belongs to the family “Elatcr.” As such a beetle with lanterns is not known to be a resident of this country, it is supposed that Mr. Habersham’s find is an immi¬ grant from Brazil, or some tropical country where bugs that carry lan¬ terns are not uncommon.—[Baltimore Sun. Flooding Out a Pest of Squirrels. The owner of a vine ranch near Porterville, Tulare county, was troubled so much with lavages of squirrels that he tried the experiment of flooding them out. He dug trenches from a big ditch all over the grounds, turned on the water and then invited the town hoys to bring on their dogs. At the close of the first day tho boys and dogs billed Examiner. 2000 ro<jente ; -s;[San Frauelwto NO. 37. Sopii In a Picture. J.tttle girl upon the street, Laughing eyes ami tripping feet, With your hands all running over Daisy blooms and flowers of elovcr, You to me a pieture bring Of a long-lost sunny Spring; Waving woods and sunset skies Rise like dreams of Paradise. Little girl, when coming days Hold for you their memories; When in womanhood’s fair land You shall, happy, one day stand, Keep your childish faiths as sweet As the blossoms at your feet; Though your hands no moro run over Witli the daisies and the clover. Some day, little maiden fair, With the wind-tossed, sunny hair, Shall you flush at love’s sweet pra’ses, That aro sweeter than the daisies; Woman's hopes and woman’s love, .Sweetness sent by heaven above, With these shall your hands run over Dropping daisy blooms and clover. —[Lilian Whiting. HUMOROUS. Popular fiction—Lying. AVhcrc there’s a AVill thero’s a Billy- Eaten out of house and home—Pic¬ nic dinners. The first result of falling in lovo is generally a little falling out. A man in Colorado recently married Miss Toobor.. She’s his sweet potato. It is an anomalous fact that wooden heads do not produce tho thoughts that burn. “Evil is wrought by want of thought ” Also, optimistic singer, by thought of want. “Did Miss Smith receive any valu¬ able presents on her wedding day?” “Yes, one—a now name.” Shoe Dealer—(facetiously, to cus¬ tomer.)—AATiy, I sell shoes so cheap that I might almost bn called a free¬ booter. Boy (to bis friend who has fallen down a hole)—“I say, Tommy, if you shouldn’t ever come out of there alive can I have your bull pup?” “Do you think that speech was given to man to conceal his thoughts?” “I do, for I have noticed that the talkative man never reveals any thought.” “How,” said Mrs. Newrich, “can we make tho invitations to our ball particularly stylish?” “I’ll toll you,” unswered her husband, “instead of putting two-cent stamps oil them, we’ll put ten-centers, eh?” The Orca or Grampus; As if not satisfied with tho harm it can do alone, the orca secures the aid of two or three of its fellows,and then the little pack of monsters starts on an expedition. Everyting is game to them. If a school of dolphins com? in sigiit, away go the fierce sea-wolves in hot chase. The frightened dolphins dash madly through die waves, urged to their swiftest speed by terror; but grimly the ravenous pursuers close up¬ on (lie flying quarry. Perhaps a great Greenland whalo may cross the path of the marauders. Huge as it is—the largest of created beings—it lias no terrors for the blood¬ thirsty pack. They dart about the giant with lightning velocity; now in front, now underneath, now on die sides; until the bewildered monster, with a lush of iiis ponderous tail,turn his mighty head downward and seeks the ocean’s bed. Vain effort! His tormentors follow him apparently with ferocious glee. Up, up again, rage and agony lending added strength, till the surface is readied and all that bulk of flesh shoots out of water and then fails with a ponderous crash, dashing the boiling waves asunder. .Still the agile foes arc there. 'They leap over bis head, high in tho air, and dive under him. They rush at him, here, there, and everywhere. He opens his huge month to engulf them, They only mock at the danger, and soon wound¬ ed in a hundred places, weakened and powerless, the whale succumbs.— [St. Nicholas. A Dog Hospital. Chicago lias a dog hospital, and the pity is that it can only he patronized by rich dogs, for its prices aro beyond the means of many a suffering canine. Possibly, though, as the hospital re¬ ceives increased patronage, a “free clinic” jBy be added, or a “bed” or two entBwed, after the manner of liko institutions for people. Dogs, and all animals, arc liable to disease, and need medical care when sick. Over-feeding is often the cause of their ti onbles, as it is with human animals. Diseases of animals receive more at¬ tention now than formerly, and tho demand now is that the “dog doctor” receive the respect due to a man who has been educated, and to iiis educa¬ tion adds the desire to ease the suffer¬ ings of dumb animals. That a veter¬ inarian be educated is necessary, and that ho bo a gentleman is not incom¬ patible yrlfcU Uia calling, —[Picayune.
