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Undersong.
Sing, bird In the meadow-tree,
And gladden the heart of me;
Shake from the shining leaf
The dew upon my grief,
To balm and bless
With sweet forgetfulness
The eyes of sorrow, red,
Mourning the dead
Sing, bird In the meadow-tree
Your -song Is a memory
Of her glad voice that knew
The freshness of the dew:
Ami now, alas!
The dew is on the grass
Growing above the song,
Silent—how long!
—[Frank D. Sherman, in Youth’s Compan¬
ion.
? REJECTED.
BY A. C. GRISSOM.
The troublo owetl its origin to a
piece of pardonable jealousy on
Flora’s part. The circumstances are
in a manner remarkable.
Flora and Frank bad been school¬
mates at the beautiful Woodland
seminary, and had graduated together,
Frank being about twenty-one and
Flora eighteen. They had been
sweethearts ever so long, and no one
doubted that they would one day
wed.
In tho class, also, was Lorenc May-
lor, who many thought rivalled Flora
in beauty, and who had a similar
fondness for Frank, which was to a
certain extent reciprocated.
The two girls were the society
favorities in the little city where they
lived. A year after their graduation
found them developed into rare and
beautiful womanhood, admired and
corn-led by all the susceptible and elig¬
ible young men of their acquain¬
tance. Openly, the two girls were
the best of friends, but secretly, the
smouldering spark of rivalry was
never quite extinguished.
A score of the nicest young folks of
the town had formed themselves into
an exclusive little club, which met
every fortnight at the residence of
one of the members for one evening
of social pleasure. On such occa¬
sions they danced and promenaded on
the lawn, had delicious rf freshinents
served at 10 or 11, and altogether had
a most delightful time.
Frank usually escorted Flora to the
parties, until the era of trouble came.
One night the club meeting had
been held at Lorcne’s home,and Frank
had been unusually attentive to Lo-
rene, “in deference to her ns hostess,”
lie explained.
This would have passed all very
well had it not been for an incident
which occurred in the girls’ dressing-
room, concerning which Frank knew
nothing.
The room was Loren’so own apart¬
ment converted into a general dress¬
ing-room for temporary purposes
only, and it was quite natural that her
private belongings should
tho scrutiny of the last one of the in¬
there.
Among other things brought to
light by the prying merry-makers was
a very ardent love-letter, which was
neither directed nor signed but which
a few, and among the number, Flora,
recognized as being in Frank’s hand¬
writing. There were alsosome verses
of (he same affectionate nature, in the
same penmanship.
“Oh! Lorene! we’ve found you out!
Where did you get these?” cried one
of the thoughtless crowd, who seemed
to think that everything was theirs by
right of discovery.
“What? oh, those?” answered
Lorene, blushing in spite of herself.
Site made a grab for the papers and
thrust them into her pocket,and would
say nothing moro regarding them.
This set the smouldering spark in
Flora’s bosom blazing, hut she said
nothing, of course, and all the evening
she acted as though she were the Hap¬
piest girl present. But site was not—
there was a long enough rest between
dances for her to realize that.
Site was very silent as she and Frank
walked homo together in the soft
moonlight. She was as sensitive as
she was sweet and womanly, and she
had placed such implicit trust in Frank
that the discovery of tho letter had
been a real blow to her. Tho more
site thought of it, the more severe the
jealous pain in her heart became.
The two wero not exactly engaged,
but (here had been a lacit understand¬
ing between them, each seeming to
feel sure of the other’s love and con¬
stancy, and their union only a matter
of time; under such-circumstances a
formal proposal and engagement
would have seemed awkward and un¬
necessary.
Frank misconstrued her silence;
often when they were alone together
j Hie was silent for the very happiness
: which filled her heart, and it was not
unnatural that ho should mistake her
I .{motion now.
[• “Your sweet silence speaks more
ENTERPRISE. »
limn words of your love for mo,” he
said tenderly. “Do you know, Flora,
A is the greatest joy in the world to
no to feel that my presence gives yon
ploasuro, and that you heart is mine.
Flint is becauso I iovo you so.”
She made no roply, and a moment
! ntcr lie readied her door.
As usual, lie did not hurry away.
Ho stood close beside her in the
•hadow of the doorway, just beyond
the lino of pale moonlight, which
quivered with (lie movement of the
great trees on the lawn.
Still her silence seemed eloquent of
tier emotion, and he was irresistibly
moved by it.
Ho caught her in ins arms and
pressed a kiss upon her lips.
“My darling,” ho breathed, “you
must know that you aro more than
earth, and sun, and moon and stars to
me! I love you—I love you! Flora, I
want you to promise me something—
that you will marry me ere the snow
comes.”
She drew away from him and held
him at arm's length imperiously.
“I have lost my faith in you,” site
said, calmly and coldly. “This night
ends everything between us.”
“Why, what can you mean?” he ex¬
claimed in amazement. “Surely, Flo¬
ra—"
“I feel humiliated enough by what
yon have subjected me to, without
going into a matter that you thorough¬
ly understand. Enough to say that 1
have found you out, and that never,
never again can I have any confidence
in you. You may return my letters al
your eavliest convenience. Good night,
and—and good-by.”
She extended her hand, or rather
placed it in his, and scarcely knowing
what he did, he pressed it in farewell,
and an instant later she had passed
into the door, and he was going down
ihowide, broad steps witli a strange
light in his eyes, and a pallor creep¬
ing into his handsome face.
Rejected! Flora—Ins Flora, who
lid proven her love to him so often,
whom he love 1 with all the ardor of
his strong nature, had deliberately re¬
fused him, and said never, never
again should she trust him. He could
not understand—he could hardly be¬
lieve Iho occurrence a reality.
The next day lie wrote to her, pas¬
sionately begging her to reconsider her
decision, or at least grant him an ex¬
planation.
Flora was too sensitive and proud
to acknowledge her jealousy of Lorene,
and though secretly it almost broke
hor heart to part with Frank, and
caused her many tears, her reply was
formal and only emphasized her action
of tho evening before.
With the answer she returned Frank
his presents and his letters, and ho, in
(urn, was compelled to return liers.
There were not many letters, only
those exchanged when Fiora was vis-
iling relatives in a neighboring town,
but for this reason they wore all the
more precious to the disconsolate
pair. thus
And so the ways of the two
suddenly separated, and for two long
weeks there was a coldness between
them that made their casual meetings
painful in the extreme.
It would be idle to deny that Flora
in time regretted her hasty action in
breaking with Frank, for even with
(hose burning words of love to Lorene
rising before her, she loved him truly,
more now than ever before, it seemed.
But she could not bring herself to
show him any evidence that she re¬
lented, aucl that she longed to have
him at her side as of old.
It so happened that next time it was
Flora’s turn to entertain the Butterfly
Club, as tho organization was play¬
fully called, aud on the occasion of
the meeting at her home there was the
usual gay crowd in attendance, with
the exception of Frank, Jle made it
convenient to be called suddenly out
of town on that evening, and sent his
regrets.
Flora tried her best to be happy,
hut at heart she was miserable.
Hi the course of I Ho evening, Lo-
renc’s escort was taken suddenly ill,
and had to be sent home in a carriage.
This painful event decided Lorenc to
spend tho night with Flora.
What will two girls not say in con¬
fidence when sleeping alone togellier?
There is a spell about the darkness
and Hie bed that induces the most
wonderful confidences of affection,
and that night ere the two girls had
closed their eyes in sleep, Lorene
made a little confession that thrilled
Flora with rapture.
“That letter that you saw Flo,” she
said in a hesitating whisper, “that let¬
ter that the girls picked up and read
at my house that night, you know, I
fear you didn’t like it, and I want to
tell you that it wasn’t written to me at
all. You remember when we were
studying Byron’s life in our English
literature at school? Well, there were
FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 4.1891.
some of his letters and things that
weren’t in our text-book, and Frank
copied them out of some book at (ho
library for me, and that letter you
saw was ono of them. And tlioso
verses wero some of Byron’s, too, and
—and they didn’t mean anything. I
meant to toll you before, but—well,
somehow I didn’t. I didn’t want to
mako any troublo between you and
Frank, Flo.”
Flora understood why Lorenc hadn’t
told before, at I thought it noblo of
her to tell at all. And then and tlicro
all jealousy between them ended.
Oh how glad Flora was! She saw
how unjust and unkind she had been
to Frauk. Oh, if she could ouly win
him back.
What do you think that dear schem¬
ing little woman did to accomplish her
purpose? She was too proud to writo
to Frank and ask him to come back (o
her, and even should slio do so, slm
feared lie would not. and so she hit
upon a most unique plan to bring
about the end she desired.
One day she was taken very ill and
raved in delirium. Ami in this state
she called repeatedly for Frank, lie
was sent for at last and the situation
explained to him; of course he came.
He approached the bedside softly,with
a world of sorrow, sympathy and love
on his manly face.
“Flora,” he said, “Flora, my dar¬
ling.”
They were alone in the room. She
slowly opened her eyes and recognized
him. She put up her two arms and ho
bent down and kissed her lips.
After that visit Flora’s recovery
was very rapid, but no one, with tho
exception of Frank, who was told
after their joyous wedding, ever knew
of her clever and amusing little decep¬
tion. And Frank pronounced it “cap¬
ital.”— [Yankee Blade.
Effect of the Chinese Exclusion Act.
Notwitlistemling (he Chineso ex¬
clusion act, the Chinese population
of California at this time numbers
71,681, showing, as the Chicago
Herald slates, that there has been a
very slight decrease within the past
ten years. Many of tho Chinese
residents of the state have relurned
lo their nativo country within three
years and many have left California
for other slates. There lias been no
increase of tho Chineso population
through the birth of children, as but
very few Chinese women have ever
been brought to Ibis country. There
may be no doubt that Chinamen reach
California from British Columbia to
which they take passage from Hong
Kong. Tho federal government is
trying to put a stop to this migration,
which goes on in violation of the ex¬
clusion act, and it is reported that a
letter on tho subject vzas recently
sent to the British Canadian customs
department, which replied that it had
no power to interfere with the move-
incuts of Chinamen who arrived in
Canada and pay tho poll tax. It is
only by the vigorous enforcement of
this exclusion act along tho whole line
of the Canadian border that tho influx
of Chinamen into this country can bo
proven led.
The Lake Dwellers.
In Swi zerland, one winter when It
was very cold, the rivers were frozen
and the lakes were very shallow. The
people who lived on the border of one
of (he lakes determined to mako their
gardens larger, by running tlieir sido
walls out iuto the lake and building a
wall across to shut out the lake. Then
they were going lo fill in the space
thus enclosed with mud taken from
the lake bed. When they commenced
to dredge they cnine upon a quantity
of spiles, and ivory and stone and
bronze tools. Investigations proved
that above (his lake and, indeed, above
others in Switzerland, had once risen
the homes of a people who lived in
dwellings built high above (lie water
on spiles or logs driven info the bed
of tho lake. One lako having been
drained, two pettlciiients were found
in it, one at each end. The part of the
eastern settlement which used to stand
above the water had been destroyed
by fire, and the charred remains could
still be seen, Nobody had ever
dreamed of tho existence of such peo¬
ples. They are now known as the
“Lake Dwellers.”—[St. Nicholas.
Sunstroke in Arid Regions.
In tlie arid regions of our Southwest
it has been observed by military sur-
geons that sunstroke is extremely in-
frequent when the water supply was
not cut off. During our recent war,
as long as the troops on forced marches
could keep tlieir canteens woll filled
they suffered little from sunstroke,
But when tho water gave out and the
soldier’s skin bccatno dry, so that the
cooling due to evaporation from the
skin was arrested, the danger from
heat prostration soon became immi¬
nent.—fN.Y. Herald
THE ALHAMBRA.
The Magnificent Palace Built by
Moors in Spain.
Neglected for Centuries, It Is
Now Being Restored.
Tho palace of tho Alhambra, a clus¬
ter of buildings of all shapes, is sit¬
uated on a hill and is approached by a
magnificent avenue of trees, says a
letter from Granada, Spain, to the
Times-Democrat. A few minutes’
walk through tho deep shadows of
this avenue brought us to the glowing
orange-colored walls of tho Gate of
Justice, where the Moorish Kings dis¬
pensed justice, as it is now done to
this day in Moorish cities. Over the
outer arch is a baud with outspread
lingers, over tho iuner a key. The
Moors said that the Granada could only
be taken when the hand grasped the
key, but our modern sages, who find
out everything, gay that tho hand was
a talisman against the evil eye, as it is
now in Italy and Morocco (you liud
Neapolitans as well as Moors wearing
a coral hand as a charm) ami the key
was an emblem of power. Around the
gato, or rather above it, runs the in¬
scription put there by its founder,
Yusuf, the King of Granada, to whom
mnoli of the Alhambra ia due: “May
the Almighty make this a bulwark of
protection, and inscribe Its erection
among tho imperishable actions of the
just.” Near tho gate is an elaborate
high fountain reared against the wall,
built in the time of Charles V"., who
adorned it with any quantity of cupids
and dolphins and hideous masks spout¬
ing water. Through the gate and
a vaulted passago we reached tho top
of tho hill laid out in a formal myrtle-
edged garden, and on one side a foun¬
tain or well, famous for its excellent
water. This is tho Plaza do los Al-
gibes, tho place of tho Moorish cis¬
terns. Those aro cleaned out once a
year, in January, and thou can be
visited. On one side of the Plaza
there are the ruins of tho rugged yel¬
low towers that inclosed the citadel;
on the other, tho ruins of the never-
finished pnlnco of Charlos V., built of
yellow stone, and as bright today as
in the emperor’s time. The windows
were never glazed, and they stare at
one like the open eyes of a corpse.
Through them come patches of the
deep blue sky beyond; the caryatides
and the bas-relief look as frosh ns if
finished yesterday. It is an immense
square edifice outsido, wliilo inside it
lias a circular court, with a gallery
stipported by light columns. Beyond
the palace more trees, gardens,
churches, a mosque—a whole litlle
town within the old fortification on tho
hill.
Charles the Fifth destroyed many
buildings to erect liis shell of a palace
as seen today, and standing boforo it
we wonder where the Alhambra
is, and scarcely believe a lit-
tlo cluster of roofs shown cov¬
ers tho most beautiful building in
the world. We were almost in before
we knew it. A door opened,
and we stopped from the nineteenth
century back to the thirteenth, from
fact-land to fairy-land. You never
think of the size of the Alhambra, all
the proportions are so perfect. You
go through court afior court,
hall after hall, utterly bewildered by
the indescribable loveliness of it all,
the whole seeming so like, and yet so
varied and harmonious. The walls
are covered with what seems a petri¬
fied veil of delicate laco, formed some¬
times by flowers, sometimes by geo¬
metrical patterns, but all as strictly re¬
ligious in intention as a Gothic cathe¬
dral,and tilled with sentences ami max¬
ims from the Koran, which it is in¬
tended to keep always in the mind
and heart of the inmate. Over and
over again is Hie motto, “God alone is
the Conqueror”—tho answer of a
Moorish King when greeted by liis
subjects ns the conqueror on return¬
ing from a victory.
For years the Alhambra was ne¬
glected, indeed, during the French in¬
vasion it was almost destroyed, hut
some twenty years ago Queen Isabella
II. visited Granada,and she determined
to have it restored. Fortunately she
found the right man witli the requisite
knowledge, ta9te and skill, so that the
work, although progressing slowly,
goes steadily on, and some rooms, per-
fcctlv restored, are lovely. It is a
work of patience, labor and time,
we could see watching Iho workmen,
The colors used are vivid blues, reds,
yellows, purples, greens and orange,
with a great deal of gilding. Tho cf-
feet is beautiful. The stucco is a deli-
cate cream color, and on it only blue,
red aud yellow shades are used. The
other colors arc used in the tiles of
dado». In one room only are
any figures, and these aro of
painted on leather and nailed to tho
ceiling of the Hall of Justice.
As Moors aro forbidden to make
exact representations of living things
these Figures aro thought to bo the
work of Christians of tho iiflconlh
century. Tho lions, too, in tho
famous Court of tho Lions aro sup¬
posed to ho the work of Christian
prisoners. However, they bear so
lit (to resemblance to real lions that the
Moors could have made them without
sin. Wo greeted these lions-like old
friends, for wo had been so long
familiar with them. Standing boside
them, tho view on all sides was beauti¬
ful. On ono side the Hat! of tho
Abenccragcs, where somo thirty
chiefs of tho tribe were murdered;
back of us tho Hail of Justice, and
on the oilier side tho Hall las
dos Ilermanos, leading to tho
beautiful Tociulor (boudoir) of tho I.in-
daraja. The Hall of tho Ambassadors,
the Mezquita, now a clmpel, tho hath
and hall of rest aro all one more lovely
than tho other. One tower was re¬
fitted as a dressing room for the wife
of Charles V. Looking forth from it
the view is beautiful; the town, though
shrunken from its former greatness,
is still large, and you look down on a
vast expanse of whitewashed houses,
churches and cypresses. No one ever
leaves the Alhambra and its fairy-like
courts, without sympathy for tiio gal¬
lant Boadbil, when lie turuod back for
one more look and to utter a deep sigh
of regret.
In (lie Fiji Islands.
A generation ago the name Fiji was
a common symbol for the grossest and
most repulsive savagery. The natives
were not simply cannibals, but their
cannibalism was an every day affair,
forming a necessary element in every
festivity.
The sovereignty of tho islands was
first oflered to England after a dis¬
tressing history of internal fueds, in
1858, but the commissioner sent out
to investigate reported adversely.
Meanwhile (lie influx of English and
other European settlers increased and
a stable government became a neces¬
sity.
In 1889, accordingly, tho protec¬
torate was again offered to England
and likewise to tho United States, but
neither power cared to undertake tho
responsibility. Two years later a
brief experiment of constitutional
government under a native prince was
tried, but failed, and Great Britain
finally enmo to the resetio of tho
civilized settlers by accepting tho
sovereignty of the islands, thus secur¬
ing at tho samo time a wished-for
port of cull on tho routo from Aus¬
tralia to Panama. _
Tho administrative forms intro¬
duced among the Fijis are not pecu¬
liar enough to call for any long dis¬
cussion, writes Calvin Thomas in Iho
Chautauqua. Here, as elsewhere, tho
policy lias been, while doing away
with savagery, to treat native usages
as gently as possible. Tho governor
of Fiji is “high commissioner of tho
Western Pacific,” and as such has been
a potent factor in checking the canni¬
balistic and slave-trading barbarities
for which the South Sea was until
lately notorious.
A Lot of Boston Naturals.
Years ago, when Professor Agassiz
and a party of scienlific friends wero
making a raid upon the hills of New
Hampshire, they laid themselves open
to the unconscious sntiro of their dri¬
ver, who knows more about horses
limn bugs. The Boston Herald re¬
vives the old tale:
When Hie parly came to Bethlehem
and were going up a long hill Ihey all
<rot out and walked except C. C. Fel¬
ton, who remained with (ho driver oil
ihe box. As the rest walked up the
hill, running hero and there, sweeping
with the muslin net, turning over logs
and stones, pouncing on frogs, etc.,
the driver said to Prof. Felton, “Who
arc those you have with you?” “Oh,”
lie replied, “tHoy aro a set of natural¬
ists from an institution near Boston.”
There didn’t seem to he much in
iliis, but tlicro was a few moments
later. The down stage came along,
and as the two stages met they
stopped for a moment. The other
driver gazed down the hill in aston¬
ishment and said: “What sort of a
lively freight have you there?”
The driver of tho distinguished par¬
ty leaned over and answered in a loud
confidential whisper, “They are a set
of naturals from the asylum near
Boston; their keeper just told me so.”
Half a Man.
She—Do you ever see Mr. and Mrs.
Chapley sinco their marriage?
He—Oh, yes; it is a case of two
souls with hut a single thought. .
She--How lovely l
He—Yes, she married a
[Buffalo Evening Nows. —
CHILDREN'S COLUMN,*
“n” o* no “n.”
I really think my ulster May
Is stupider than me,
Because she said the ether duy
Thera wasn't any “b"
In honeycomb, and spelt It just
“C-doublc-o-ni-e!"
Of course she’s wrong. I told her so;
There's got to hr a "lice”
Somewhere in honeycomb, because
He makes it, don't you seel
A WISE KI.KI’IIANT.
An officer in Iho Bengal army had a
Very tine and favorite elephant, which
was supplied daily in his pvesoner
with a certain allowance of food, but
being compelled to absent himself on
a journey, the keeper of tho boast dim¬
inished the ration of food, and the an¬
imal became daily thinner and wcak-
cr. When its master returned, the
clophaut exhibited tho greatest signs
of pleasure. Tho feeding time came,
and tho keeper laid before it the for¬
mer full allowance of food, which it
divided into two parts, consuming one
immediately and leaving iho otlior un¬
touched. Tito officer knowing the
sagacity of his favorito, saw imme¬
diately the fraud that had been prac¬
ticed, and made the man confess his
crime.—[Picayune.
FUNERAL OF A l’ET DOG.
For a number of years Colonel J. II.
Dodge lias been tho owner qf a most
beautiful and intelligent shepherd dog,
says Ute Indianapolis (Did.) Sentinel.
Ho was very friendly wit It children-
Two years ago Frank was run over
by a passing train, crushing ono of
his hind legs aud cutting off his beau¬
tiful tail. On Thursday Frank, who
had become quite decrepit and deaf,
wandered down to the railroad again
and was struck by a train, killing him
instantly. wildfire
The news (lew liko among
the boys, and they concluded to
him a funeral such as no dog ever had
in this part of the country.
Selecting a suitable location, tho
gravo was dug and a respectable coffin
was made, nttd Frank was placed in
in one of li'ts favorito trick
that of playing dead. The coffin
then closed and tho grave filled up
the prescnco of fifty ladies and gentle¬
men, who wore attracted by the
elty, and at least two hundred boys.
The wliolo proceeding was conducted
with the utmost decorum.
THE l’RAISE OF I1UND PIGS.
There was once a bear who dancod
for a living. He did not adopt ibis
occupation from choice, but from ne¬
cessity, and becauso Ids master carried
a strong whip, and had a quick arm.
But he was a conscientious boar,and
anxious to do his best, although it was
not the sort of work he preferred. lie
danced carefully, and practiced his
steps along the road,when he travelled
beside his master from town to town.
One day, executing a new waltz as
lie went, ho passed a monkey, who snt
on the topmost rail of a foncc, and
surveyed the bear’s performance witli
a quiet smile.
“What do you think of my dancing,
sir?” asked the bear, wishing to hear
the opinion of one who had a reptita.
lion for wit and wisdom.
“It is bad enough,” replied tho
monkey. “You are a tremendously
clumsy fellow. But you have a cer¬
tain heavy style of your own, and may
improve if you apply yourself long
enough.”
His remarks saddened the bear, but
did not preveut his still trying pain¬
fully to make ids steps correctly.
Presently lie carno to a couplo of
pigs, half blind, who lay dozing in
the sunshine beside the road.
“What do you think of my danc¬
ing?” asked tho bear. Ho was foolish
enough to ask every one the same
qite8tio'n.
“Beautiful! Exquisite!’’cried one
pig, without opening her eyes.
“Such enchanting grace, such a
lovely figure, such perfect time!”
grunted tho other, “Beautiful!
beautiful!” and they both fell asleep
again immediately.
Then Ihe bear, suddenly seeing
what a simpleton ho was, sat down
and groaned, hiding his nose in his
paws.
“Now what do yon mean?” cried
his master, wralhfnlly raising liis
whip. “Get up, and go on with your
steps. Is not that approval enough?
Wlmt more do you expect? Dance
again, that you may have moro
praise.”
“Master,” wept tho humiliated hear,
“I can never dance again. The mon¬
key’s criticism worried mo; but ho
knew what iio was talking about, and
L still had hopes of doing better. But
when I have fallen so low as to be
treated to fulsome praise from blind
pigs—I see clearly that my case is
hopeless, and that as a dancer I shall
never succeed.”—[Harper’s Young
I’codIc.
Leaves.
Some are hronr.o with brownish tiu%
Some are red in sunlight glint,
Some have silken sheen,
Some are crimson, some are gold,
Some are covered o’er with mold,
Some are glossy green.
Blown In a pile beside the hedge,
Down by the road at the river’s edge,
Where tall the grasses grow,
Browned by the autumn winds and sere,
The fallen leaves arc resting hero
Or tossing to and fro'.
Only a pile of leaves so bright,
Reflected tints of warm sunlight.
That shines in autumn went her.
Blown In a pile, and there to stay,
’Till on some frosty, wintry day,
They all will die together.
Bo with tbo lives we daily live,
Some to others pleasures give,
With brightest hits of color,
gome are joyous, some are sad.
Some make all around us glad,
‘Till the fate of the leaves we follow.
— [Corn C. Walsh, in Times-Democrat
HUMOROUS.
A dead issue—The posthumous pub¬
lication.
Tho cash girl in a restaurant is maid
of money.
Tho leather firm appears to bo get¬
ting strapped.
A man on his motile is all right, if
ho is not all brass.
Tho farmer’s wife who trades goose
feathers pays down for what site
gets. rich
No ono feeds poorer than the
man w lioso income has just been re¬
duccd five per cent.
The political parade is productive
of much enthusiasm, but the weekly
pay raid is more profitable
A milkman’s bills should lie mads
out on qnart-o size, crown-laid paper,
not blue-tinted or water-marked.
In tho matrimonial market it doesn’t
make so much difference about a girls
complexion if tier incomo is only
fair.
“Knot in it,” iir Hie young man re¬
marked to the thread, when ho at¬
tempted to sow a button on liis
“I say, Cliolly, bow do you weekon
a man acquiuhs allow of ideas?” “I
don’t know weally, unless ho gets t
watah on the bwain.”
Lawyers will not admit it, but ex-
periotic,o demonstrates all the samo
tlint tho purposo of a cross-oxamina-
tian is to mako tho witness cross.
“I novor saw such a man to bow
as Beiulini is. He is always at it. It
seems to bo a real pleasure to liiin.”
“He’s what you’d call, 1 suppose, a
bower of bliss.”
Watts—Wiiat was tiio decision in
tiio case of that fellow supposed to bo
crazy about baseball? Potts—They
concluded to wait until (lie season is
over. It is difficult at this season of
the year to distinguish a baseball
maniac from the ordinary crank.
The Toad’s Quick Tongue. pet
A gentleman in Deoring bus a
toad that lives under a plank walk in
liis yard. At about tho same time
every evening tho load coincs out to
hunt for his food, and the gontlcman
to enjoy his aftor-supper smoko.
He describes tiio toad's methods of
getting supper, anil says that, though
seemingly so sluggish, in some respects
it is the quickest animal in tiio world.
11c lias frequently seen it capturo a fly
so quickly as to deceive the eye. He
has looked straight at a fly that had
approached within two inches of the
toad and suddenly tho fly disappeared
so quickly llmt tho eye could not fol¬
low its movement. The toad darted
out its needlc-likc tongue, from Iwo-
nud one-lmlf to three inches long, and
drew the fly into its month. This lie
was able to perceive by subsequent
and closer inspection. A fly is very
quick, but a toad’s tongue is quicker.
A worm placed within an inch or two
of Ihe load's motiih would disappear
in the same way. A very slight move¬
ment of the toad’s head could ho seen,
and a faint glimpse of Iho worm,
enough to tell its direction, but tiio
tongue was invisible, Whether it
pierces ils victim, or winds around it,
or sticks to it tho gentleman can't de¬
termine. — [Portland Press.
In Juvenile Reformatories.
A census bulletin, which lias recent¬
ly been issued, shows that tho total
number of inmates of juvcnilo reform¬
atories in 1800 was 14,846, an increaso
of 8878, or nearly 30 per cent, over
the number reported in 1880. A pe¬
culiar feature, notes the Philadelphia
Record, is the excessive increnso iu
the number of girls. It is also signifi¬
cant that the percentage of increnso
of inmates is live per cent, more than
the percentage of increase in popula¬
tion. It would bo gratifying to fed
assured that this is due rather to an
extension of reformatories than to a
greater degradation of the youth of
the country. . -