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VOL. II.
To Sleep.
To sleep I to sleep! The long brtght day b
done,
And darkness rises from the fallen sun.
To sleep! to sleep I
Whate’er thy joys, they vanish with tho Jay I
Whate’er thy griefs, in sleep they fade
away. sleep! sleep!
To to
Sleep, mournful heart, and let the past be
past!
Sleep, happy soul! all life will sleep at last.
To sleep! to sleep,!.
— [Lord Tennyson, in New York Truth.
POUND IN AN ANT-HILL.
v.; -“Fortunes are made in the West in
strange ways. The main thing is to
get a start. With a few thousand dol¬
lars a man nmy do almost anything if
he is shrewd. But he must be indus¬
trious and have good judgment.
“The cash for a start is frequently
made by some lucky accident. Of the
men who come West, bringing money
to put into business, five out of every
six lose all they bring within two
years. At least, that is tho way it has
been for tho last twenty years. Aflor
they lose, if they have resolution and
persistence, they may mako a start,
and iu ten years become wealthy. I
know of sevoral such instances.”
As the speaker was well known to
be one of those instances himself, the
writor felt interested in noting down
the curious story of adventure which
he presently related to the little party
of gentlemen iu the saloon of the
ohair-car, as our train sped southward
from El Faso to Chihuahua.
“In 1868,” said he, “I was engineer
and fireman, too, for the people who
were operating a mine away up iu the
Mogollon mountains, above Florence,
Arizona. They -called it the Twin
Mesa Mine, from two round-topped
hills on the slope of oho of which the
mine wAs located.
“There was no railroad then; but
they had hauled a four-stamp mill and
boiler up there with mules, and were
trying to crush some pretty good
quartz for silver.
‘•I was twenty rears old, fresh from/
Iowa, and could find nothing better to
do than to put grease-wood under the
boiler of this corporation, and try to
make steam from it. In fact, I was
expected to help cut the . grease-wood,
up a creek above the mill, and risk my
scalp every day; for hostile Apaches
were roaming about, and every.man
of us kept a gun handy, night - and
day.
“The mine hud lost six or seven
men by these Indians. It was unsafe
to stir out without a strong convoy of'
troops or frontiersmen. The expenses
‘ of working were excessive on that ac¬
count; so tliaf, although there was
ore ill the lead, the mine did not pay,
and was abandoned after eighteen
months.
“About six weeks before word
came to stop work, I made a little
discovery. The hillside up to the
north of tbe mill sheds was of a kind
of reddish loam, or gravel, packed
hard, with hero and there the ragged
points of ledges •pfotrudiug' through
it; while, scattered over the whole
hill, were bunches Of cactii3 and occa¬
sionally a thorn bush. You all know
how those Arizona hillocks look. And
amongst the cactus and thorn bushes
were dozens'of ant-hills, each about
the size and shape of a bushel basket
.turned bottom up, though some were
much larger.
“I was out here one day, not more
than a hundred and fifty yards from
the mill, and had sat down beside a
bush to look around and rest a bit,
when I happened to notic'd a little
clear, yellowish stone in ono of those
ant-hills, into which I had trust tho
stock of my gun.
“I picked up the stone, for it looked
rather pretty, I thought, and examined
it. I had no idea what it was then;
but I thought it was a beautiful ob¬
ject, and fancied that it might have
some value. It was about the size of
a small plum stone, and shone with a
tawny kind of brilliancy.
“I had a dim recollection of sccltig
such a stone iu a brooch, worn by-a
wealthy lady whom I had once or
twice met in Iowa, but I had no great
faith that this sloue had any value-
However, I poked over tho ant-hill,
•and foupd another; and then found
two others of fair size in another ant¬
hill close by it. There Were also bits
of pale blue stone which I afterwards
learned were turquoises.
“Apparently the ants had worked
these stones upward from the ground
beneath, it may be from a considerable
depth; for the whole slope was honey¬
combed by their tunnels and passages.
They had brought out cartloads of dirt
aud gravel.
“I did not show tbe stones or sav
anything about them to the other mou
at the mill, partly because I had ^eme
little hope that they might be valuable,
and partly because I did not like to bo
laughed at for my ignorance.
THE ENTERPRISE i
‘‘But I kept them in my pockot, and
aftor tho mine was abandoned, and wc
had all gone to Tucson, I showed one
ot the stones to an old German jeweller
who used to keep a shop on tho corner
there, beyond the barracks, and asked
iiiin how much he would give mo for
it. He examined it a long while and
tried to find out what I thought it was,
where I got it, and so on. But I
laughed and kept still.
“At lust he made an offer of three
dollars for it I knew then that the
stone had some real value, and putting
it in my pocket, I went to another
shop. In fact, I offered it in several
places; and an army officer, a captain,
told me, later in the day, that ttic
stone was a topaz. Tho captain was
of the opinion that so fine a topaz was
worth from thirty to fifty dollars in
Now York city. Two months after-
waads I sold three of the
•stones for twenty-five dollars apiece
in Sauta Fe, and I thon resolved to go
back to the mine and examine the
ants’ nests.
“I considered the plan for some
week3. At first I thought of taking a
party with me, but finally decided to
go alone, although the presence of the
hostile Apaches iu the mountains made
prospecting an extremely dangerous
proceeding.
“From the Top-knot. Mine, where I
finally outfitted for my start, the dis¬
tance was about forty miles. I made
it in two nights’ travel, with thirty,
pounds’ weight of ham and hard-tack
on my back. I carried a coarse sieve,
a navy pistol and a Sharps’ rifle.
“The people on the Top-knot
thought that I was starting on a gen¬
eral prospecting trip; and they made
bets of three to one that the Apaches
would get me.
“The trail over which the mine ma¬
chinery had been hauled to the Twin
Mesa was easily followed; but I found
that the Indians had burned the mill.
As I looked about the scene of my
former labors the place wore a very
desolate aspect, in the chilly gray of
that early September morning.
“The battery of stamps had fallen
over; aud the tubular end of
the boiler, which had been shored
up on blockings, had settled down the
bill-side, leaving tho fire-box end
jilted almost to an upright position.
“I looked down iuto the fire-box,
where I had formerly thrown so many
six-foot logs of mesquit. Tho fur¬
nace door was now rusty, and creaked
dismally on its liinge3. The interior
of an old fire-box is not an inviting
place, but I had often been inside this
one, and it now occurred to me, since
(here was no other cuddy,that I might
put my provisions in it, to keep them
from the ants, and perhaps rig up a
wicky for myself near by.
“With this in view, I laid down
my gun. Then, unstrapping my heavy
pack, I lowered it into tiio fire-box. It
slid down upon the mass of old ashes,
the ham upon the hard bread. As it
was now out of my reach, 1 got in
myself, to arrange my improvised
pantry a little more to my liking.
“I had been in there, out of sight,
for about a minute, when I was
startled—and you can imagine, gentle-
men, how much startled—to hear a
gruff‘How!’ apparently close beside
the old boiler.
“I was so much taken by surprise,
that I popped my head out without
slopping to think, and there I saw two
of those painted Apaches, standing
within twenty feet of the old boiler-
head. They had picked up my gun
and were laughing at my predicament.
“Very likely my astonished and ter¬
rified countenance was quite sufficient
to excite their mirth. They were euro
they had me caught; and it was plain
that they intended to amuse themselves
at my expense. The fact was that those
two Apaches had been camping for the
night, with a band of stolen horses,
among the bushes on the creek a few
steps farther up the hollow. I sup¬
pose they had heard the creaking of
liioold furnace door, and had stolen
upon me the moment they saw me get
into the fire box.
“I knew that thoy would show me
no mercy; and I had no doubt that
my last hour had come. Yet the situ;
atiou was not quite so bad as it ap¬
peared, for my pistol was still in my
belt, itnd as only my bead was out of
the door-hole, 1 could draw the revol¬
ver without being seen.
“I have no doubt that I looked
frightened. Both the savages had
guns. They did not point their pieces
at me, however, but stood and
laughed, exclaiming ‘Ho! ho!’ and
,How do, orodder?’ for they under¬
stood a good many English words.
“ ‘Ho, brodder, come out!’ said one
them, straightening his painted vis- j
at last. i
**. -“beginning to collect, my scattered
wits little, I shook my head, deject- 1
a
edly. Then they laughed again, and;
(he other said, ’No Firs! No shoot! i
CARNESVILLE, GA., FRIDAY. MAY 8.1891.
No hurt, brodder. Brodder, coin#
out.’
“They were very large Indians, and
hideously painted. I was somewhat
boyish iu appearance at that
time and very badly frightened,
so that they enjoyed my looks of torror
exceedingly. I thought they would
burst with laughter. It was the fun
of the cat with the mouse.
“I knew enough of their cruelty to
be perfectly certain, that, if I should
attempt to scramble out, they would
shoot me before my feet touched the
ground outside. My only ciianco lay
in using my revolver before they dis¬
covered that I had ono.
“If I had been pusillanimous enough
to drop my pistol inside tho fire-box
and creep forth,to surrender,! should,
if spared for tho time being, have
been saved only for torture and a hor¬
rible death a few hours or days later,
“It was my life or theirs, as I knew
from the outset.
“I parleyed a little, trying to sum¬
mon all my nerve for quick work
jvhen the moment came for it.
i t i No tira?’ I said, questioningly.
it i No lira,’ they replied, laughing.
<< t Ail right,’ I replied, after appear¬
ing to hesitate a little. ‘Lay down
gun.’..
“I made signs to them to put their
gnus on the ground.
“Still laughing, and after exchang¬
ing a word or two in their own lan¬
guage, one of them laid down his gun,
while the other, retiring a step behind
him, covertly cocked his own piece.
“ ‘Bueno!’ (Good,) I said, pre¬
tending not to see anything suspicious
in this. ‘Indian now brodder. While
man brodder.’
“I then put my left arm out of tho
hole, drew myself up a little, and,
raising my right hand swiftly through
the orifice beside niv body, shot the
savage who held the musket before lie
could level his piece.
“With a yell of surprise tho fore¬
most savage caught up his gun; but
as he cocked it, I fired upon him and
brought him to the ground.”
“A cool bit of work,” observed one
of the little party of.Jisteners.
“Well, I don’t know about the cool
part,” replied the narrator: “My rec¬
ollection is that I was terribly scared-
I felt decidedly thankful that I had
escaped the two savages.
“But I did not know how
many more there might be close by.
I jumped out quickly, I assure you,
picked up the loaded guns and then
lay behind the boiler for an hour, on
the lookout.
“But these two were all there were
in the vicinity. I found their camp
and horses, iater in tho forenoon; and
turned the horses loose—for I knew I
could not get down to the post-road
with them.
“Although I was about the mine
for a week, sifting over those ant-b,ills,
early and late, I saw no more Apaches.”
“And the topazes?” I inquired.
“1 found a hundred and forty-two
more of thoso stonek,” was the reply;
“and the money that I realized from
them was what first set me on my
feet in tho Territory.”—[Youth’s
Companion.
Feathered Teachers of Vocal .Music.
Says a dealer iu birds: “I am sur¬
prised that no one has ever thought of
capturing several bundled Texas
mocking birds while young, and taking
them to Germany. There they would
be intrusted for a year or so to the
peasants of the Hartz Mountains dis¬
trict, where the nightingale, the golden
thrush, the linnet, the bullfinch and
dozens of other sweet warblers fly
wild. It would not be long before the
Texas mockers would be singing all
their songs sweetly. Then bring them
back to the United States, turn them
loose in their native woods, and let
them teach their fellows the songs
they had learned abroad. This is
every bit as good an idea as that of
sending, at tho Government expense,
a corps of colored cooks to the coun¬
tries of Europe to show the people how.
to make corubccad, and thus create ail
additional market for our American
corn.”—[New York Tribune.
An Indian Fiend.
About two weeks ago an Indian,
commonly known as “Glass-eyed Bill,”
shot and instantly killed his papoose
at his place on the Big Sandy for no
other reason than that tho child was
sick and had been crying and wailing
the day and night before. The in¬
human brute took the little one, aud,
despite its pitiful pleading for mercy,
placed it on a sand dune and deliber¬
ately shot it. About two years ago
this same brute shot and killed his
6quaw in alike manuer. The squaws
told the story of , the killing to the
white folks .on the Sandy, but we sup-
pose no action wiU be taken for the
.punishment of this monster in human
gni<gv-[Mojave (Cal.) Minev.
A GREAT MEMORY.
The Wonderful Gift of an Eight-
Year-Old Boy.
An Extraordinary Faculty for
Remembering Figures.
Aurora, Ill., is tho home of a small
boy not quite 8 years old who can per¬
form feats of memory tlmt.would have
staggered Mnemosyno licrscf. With
unconscious ease he goes through com¬
plicated tasks of memory that a per¬
fect master of the most elaborate sys¬
tem of mnemonics might ..well shrink
from. Tbe particular fine in which
his peculiar faculty is developed is in
the memory of figures. ,.Apparently
any combination of figures to almost
any length ho is able to fasten in his
mind without special effort, and to re¬
peat wcoks afterward without having
given them any attention in tho
mean time. A favorite amusement of
the lad is to watch a train of cars pass
by, and after tho single glimpse at the
numbers of each car ho will repeat the
list of car numbers backward or for¬
ward iu perfect order.
Howard Zimmers is the lad’s name.
He is the son of William Zimmers, a
coal merchant. His father told a
Chicago Tribune correspondent some
interesting things about him.
“Wo noticed that, Howard bad an
unusual memory wheu lie was not
over 2 years old. He said: “I think
the first occurrence that attracted our
attention was when we got • some of
tho small story books that arc made
for young children for him.
“After he had heard the stories two
or three times he would preteud to
read from the books himself, and not
only would repeat long stories with¬
out the mistake of a word, but would
turn the page at exactly the right
word, though lie did not know a letter
of the alphabot.
“We never thought there was any¬
thing especially remarkable in that.
As the boy grew older I used to take
him occasionally witli me to my office,
and he took great delight in seeing the
trains of cars go by the window. He
soon began to repeat the numbers' of
the cars, and the faculty of remember¬
ing the numbers that ho sees that way
has developed to what some think an
astonishing point. He will not only
remomber the numbers of each car in
a long train, but lie will keep them in
perfect order and remember the ini¬
tial letters in the names of the railroad
company that each car belonged to.”
The boy was called to givo an il¬
lustration of bis remarkable faculty in
that direction and lie reeled off long
lists of car numbers from memory as
a car accountant would read from his
record. The numbers did not come
glibly in any parrot-like fashion.
There seemed to be somo rattier com¬
plicated mental process by which the
proper numbers were arrived at, but
the boy could offer no explanation of
•it. He “just remombered, that’s all.”
He would repeat the lists of numbers
forward or backward, and if any
number was given .him he would tell
the number of the car in front and be¬
hind that.
A few days ago lie extended his visit
from his father’s office to the telegraph
operator in the switchman’s tower
house. After an hour spent there he
had perfectly mastered tho telegraph
alphabet. With a button hook fished
out of a pocket that contained the
usual varied assortment that a boy’s
pocket is apt to be filled with he im¬
provised on the windowsill a telegraph
key, and would tap off the dots and
dashes for any letter called for with
tho accuracy and rapidity of an old
operator.
The boy’s faculty for remembering
figures has been turned to more use¬
ful account than the memorizing of
long lists of car numbers, hqwevor.
While Ids parents have made no effort
at all to induce him to memorize any¬
thing—in fact, rather discouraging it
—he has of his own accord in his
reading picked up and fixed in his
mind a vast number of such facts as
everyone goes to tho cyclopedia for.
In geography he will tell (lie area in
square miles and the population of
about all the countries of the world, a
collection of figures alone which it is
doubtful if auother person has at Ida
tongue’s end. Agronomy has fur¬
nished this eight-year-old lad a field
in which his power of memory has run
riot. Astronomical statistics ije can
talk off' as an ordinary child would
prattle about his playthings.
“On Neptune a year is 60,127 days
long. Wouldn’t that seem funny?”
be said. “I don’t want to go there-
When I move away from here I’m go.
ing to Mercury. ' They have a year
there every 87.9096 days. Just think
of that, a Christmas every 88 days,”
aud the 8-vear-old looked at the pile
of blocks bo had left with which to 1
complete that twenty-storied Masonic
temple, and seemed to think that an- 1
other Christmas, with a further supply \
of building material in the shape of
more blocks, was absolutely neces¬
sary. Auother peculiarity of this boy’s j
mind is <ho way in which he will ar¬
rive nt arithmetical conclusions with¬
out apparently going through any pro¬
cess of calculating to get there. If
one tells tho day and year of his birth
to the lad, for instance, ho will imme¬
diately toll you how old you aro. What
is moro ho will remember it. He has
as much information of that kind
stored away as there is in the.family
record pages of the neighborhood
Bibles.
No effort has been made to dovcltfp
this faculty of arithmetical calculation,
tho boy’s parents preferring rather to
restrain him from anything that would
seem like a montal tax. His memoriz.
ing of figures seems purely a pastime.
While at play he will rattle off - long
lists of figures and statistics as a child
,
would prattle fairy talcs, If his
faculty for arithmetical calculation
develops, as seems quite probable, it
is not impossible that this lad, with
the aid of his astonishing memory,
will become a mental prodigy.
The “Burning Grounds.”
In Russia, Persia, Turkey aud at
several localities in Franco, Spain and
Italy are places locally known as the
“burningground;” places where the
soil itself will burn if a match or
lighted caudle, bo applied, The most
remarkable of theso burning grounds
is that about twenty miles from Baku,
and three from the Caspian Sea, a
locality personally visited by the
writer in 1882. Tho ground is rocky,
but lias a shallow covering of earth.
If this earth is scraped away and lire
applied to any of the numerous seams
in the rocks, a bright bluish-white
flame of great heat is the result. The
earth may now be put in its former
position, upon which it will immediate¬
ly “fire” and burn like pine chips.
These fires cannot be extinguished
with water, but aro readily subdued
with wet clay.
The piece of ground which has this
wonderful property is only about two
English .miles square, the whole of
which clooks like a region scorched
with volcanic ashes aud lava. In many
parts of It thore is a continual flamo.
The largest of these is a holo about
four feet in diameter and fourteen
feet deep, which is said to have been
continually burning, just as we saw it,
since the time of an earthquake 2000
years ago. The peasants of this fiery
region burn lime by digging cistern-
shaped holes in the earth and filling
them with stones. When everything
is ready a torch is applied to the mass,
and in about three days and nights it
is converted into limo tit for all build¬
ing purposes. One remarkable thing
about this Baku “burning ground” is
the fact that there is neither smoko
nor smell, even from tho larger and
more raging of these perpetuatod fires.
Something similar in nature may be ob¬
served between Florence and Bologna,
on the eldo of one of the Appcn-
nines, whore a perpetual fire has been
burning since before tho time of
Christ.—[St. Louis Ropublic.
Fishcs That Catch Birds.
In England the pickerel is famous
for its attacks upon birds, small duck¬
lings especially being considered. , tid¬
bits, while In many flocks ducks with
one leg are common, tho big, sharp-
toothed fishes having nipped off a leg ! .
in default of better game. • !
The birds that habitually dive under
water, as tho loons, divers,petrels and
others, are all more or less fhe victims
of rapacious fishes. Sharks capture
some, while dolphins and toothed co-
taceans occasionally dine upon the bird,
feathers and all. A naval officer rc-
ported a chase which he observed in 1
southern waters between a large fish,
probably a shark and a school of pen-
quies. The latter are nearly wingless
and rely entirely upon their powers of
swimming to enable them to escape.
Tho birds shot by the vessels, diving
out ot water from wave to
wave, almost exactly resem¬
bling porpoises in their move¬
ment, and immediately behind them
came a large fish that made savage
rushes from side to side and desperate
efforts to reach them. The birds at-
tained such prodigious speed that they
undoubtedly escaped by making the
neighboring rocks.—[New York Sun.
Well Supplied With Fire Escapes.
Drummer—Have you a, fire escap.
i;) this hotel?
Boniface—We have ten of them.
Drummer—Thought so. The fire
all escaped from my room iaet night,
and I almost froze.—[Jewelers’ Cir-
cu ar.
CHILDREN'S COLUMN.
WHAT ADD WH*B *7 4
Mischievous Tommy,
He hears every day.
A homily simple
Beginning this vr»y:
“Now, Tommy, you mustn't,’’
And “Tommy, you must*’;
And “Tommy, stop running,
You '11 kick up the dust” i
And “Do not go swimming
Or you will get wet,”
And “Do not go sailing,
Or you will upset”;
And “Do not be wrestling,
You ’ll fracture your bones,”
And "Do not go climbing,
You ’ll fall on the stones”;
And "Do not be whistling,
You ’re not a mere bird,’’
Aud “Good little children
Arc seen and not heard,—”
Which Tommy on hearing
Exclaims, “Deary me!
What can a boy do,
And where can a boy be?"
—[Anna Hamilton. In St. Nicholas.
NOT GOSLINGS.
An elderly lady went to all English
market the other day to buy a goose.
At the booth where she called two live
geese were exposed for sale, both in
custody of a cherry-cheeked country
lass. Tho little maid would not 6ell
one goose without tho other.
Remembering that a friend had ex¬
pressed a wish for a fowl, the cus¬
tomer was easily prevailed on to take
both. But as she was concluding the
bargain, it occurred to her to ask the
maid why slio had refused to sell the
geese separately.
“If you please, ma’am,” was the
naive answer, “mother said as how
tho geese had lived together fifteen
years, and it would be cruel to part
’.hem.”—[Detroit Free Press.
A FEATHERED SIMULKTGN.
The golden winged woodpecker,
which tho boys call tho “yellow ham¬
mer” and “wakeup,” has a yellowish,
polka-dotted breast, and its wings art
tipped with yellow quills.
As soon as he appears in spiring, lie
begins to bore a targe hole in the de¬
cayed trunk of a tree for the reception
of his mate’s eight pearl white eggs,
and in a short time these eggs open
and disclose as many gaping months.
This bird is a feathered simpleton.
He never ioarns any lessons, or profits
by any experience. He will nest again
in a tree as convenient for the small
boys as tho one where his nest was
robbed last spring. When his brood
is batched and grown they will all Sit
in a row on a limb, so that tho hunter,
who lias discovered their savory quali¬
ties, has only to shoot once to bag tho
whole family.—[Yankee Blade.
LOVE OK FUN IN ANIMALS.
It is well known that lambs hold
regular spurts apart from their dams,
which only look on composedly at a
little distance to watch, aud perhaps
enjoy, their proceedings. Monkeys
act in tho same manner, and so do
dogs, the friskiness of which resembles
that of children. Leigh Huut once
told Dr. Robert Chambers that he had
observed a young spider sporting
about its parents, running up to and
away from them in a playful manner.
He had likewise watched a kitten
amusing itself by running along past,
its mother, to whom slio always gave
a little pat on the cheek as she passed.
The elder cat endured the pats tran¬
quilly for a while, but at length be¬
coming irritated, she took an oppor¬
tunity to hit her offspring a blow on
tbe side of her head, which sent the
little creature spinning to the other
side of the roonvwhcre she looked
extremely puzzled at what had liap-
pened. An irritated human being
would have acted in precisely tho
samo manner.—[Our Animal Friends.
A LITTLE THIEF.
I was sitting at my upstairs window
this morning when the milkman came
and left milk in a bowl on the table on
Mra. Plumb’s back porch.
Buff was sunning himself under tho
table, and never opened his eyes till
the milkman was gone. Then, as
quick as a wink, he hopped on the
table and began lapping the milk,
often stopping-to look around at the
window, as though lie feared his mis¬
tress might see him.
He ate till he had enough, evidently^
then he jumped down, washed himself,
and lay down to sleep. Just then his
mistress came out.
She looked sharply at the milk, as
she took it up, and then at Buff. And
would you believe it! That cat
opened his eyes and began to stretch
and yawn • as though he had been
asleep a week, then followed her into
the bouse, mewing to be fed!
Later in the day, wheu my Window
was open, I heard Mrs. Plumb say tr
her husband.
“We must get a new milkman. Ha
cheated us shamefully this morningP
NO. 18.
(lather Its Flowers While To May.
Dark arn the meadows, gray and dull the
skira,
No hint of gr sm nor blossomi anywhere.
The trees with glittering Icicles are bung,
A ghostly chill la in the sluggish air.
But Spring, joy-giving Spring, will soon be
here.
Her flowers will wake the moment she ap¬
pears,
And at her first bright smile the frozen gems
That deck the boughs will melt In sunny
tears.
Oh l If life's winter thus could pass unto
Another spring, if youth once more could
bless
Our longing heart* with fragrant promises.
We’d cherish them with greatest tender¬
ness.
But while the earth each year forgets het
snows,
And buds grow sweet, and happy song¬
birds aing,
Life’s seasons ne’er return; it can but give
To us the peerless beauty of one spring
—[Margaret Eytluge, In Detroit Free Press.
HUMOROUS.
A good match—One that docs not
go out.
Tho civil engineer is not monarch of
all ho surveys.
More men have been solf-undono
than have been self-made,
It is to bo expected that Anarchists
will make bombastic speeches.
Collateral securities are seldom left
loose. They are either put up or shut
up.
Tho young man who courted an in¬
vestigation says that courting » girl is
much better fun.
There never was a woman so plain
that she preferred to look at the back
rather than the front, of a mirror.
Thore aro throe things that beat a
drum for noise—one is a small boy
and the other two are drumsticks.
lie—Charlotte, I love you; can you
not return my affection? She—I’m
afraid I’ll have to, as I have no use for
it.
A Stickler for Form. Gentleman—
And why don’t yon go to work?
Tramp—’Cause I ain’t nover been in¬
vited.
“What became of that Samuels girl
that Potterby was flirting with last
Summer?” “You mean tho girl that
Potterby thought lie was flirting with.
She married him.”
A stationer’s traveler, having had a
run of bad luck in prosecuting busi¬
ness, received from the “boss” the fol¬
lowing telegram: “If you can’t make
exponscs come home at once.” The
reply was: “All right. Can make
plenty of expenses, but no sales.” •,
Ah, maiden coy aud debonair,
■With visage like the sainted, 1
I fear you’re not one half so fair 1
As I have seen you painted. i
Walls of Immense Limestone Blocks.
The walls of ancient Cuzco, Peru,
were composed of immense blocks oi
cut limestone, and each salient had
ono of tiiese at its end. Block!
measuring fifteen teet long, twelve
feet wide aud ton feet thick are com¬
mon in the outer walls, and there is
one great stone twenty-seven feet high,
fourteen feet wide and twelve feet
thick, piled upon another of almost
equal dimensions. Remembering that
theso enormous masses were hewn
from the hills and fashioned into
shape by a people ignorant of the
use of iron; that they were brought
from distant quarries without
tho aid of beasts of burden, raised to
their elevated position on the sierra
and adjusted with the nicest accuracy
without machinery, one is filled witli
astonishment. Twenty thousand men
are said to have been employed for
fifty years on this great structure, aud
it was but a part of a system of forti¬
fications which the Incas established
throughout their domains. There
were three towers on Bachahunmau,
each some distance from tho others;
ono most elaborately 1 carved, for the
uso of tho Incas, and the others held
by a garrison of Peruvian nobles,
commanded by officers of royal blood
—for the position was considered of
too great importance to bo intrusted
to iuferior hands. Below the towers
ivero several subterranean galleries
communicating with the city, now
mostly obstructed by fallen debris.—
[Washington Star.
The Oldest Married Couple.
There is living at Lac Qui Parle,
Yellow Bank township, Minn., the
oldest married couple in the world.
Daniel Salisbury was born 103 years
ago next January, and bis wife ha*
just passed her 110th birthday. The
old couple have been married eighty
years, aud when the cracked village
bell rang for the ceremony that morn¬
ing the population of the whole United
States was a little over 7,000,000.
Until three years’-ago they lived alone
in a log homo on the Yellow Batik
Kivor. Then they moved to the settle¬
ment of Lac Qui Parle to reside with
relatives.—[Boston Trsnscript.