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HOHENZOLLEMS.
HOUSE FROM WHICH
MANY'S RULER SPRINGS.
The Hohenzollerns Splendid Phys¬
ical Spcisnens of Humanity
—Habits of the Aged
Emperor 'William.
hen the subject of a marriage be
tween the Crown Prince and Que rn Vi
toria's eldest daughter was fir so broa-.-hec
writes C. W. Mcllvainein liar pet's Week¬
ly, Bismarck was reported to have ex¬
pressed his disapproval of the match in
these terms: “It will spoil our
Hohenzollerns.” The House of
is a physically weak and
stock, while the Hohenzollerns are, as
rule, splendid specimens of humanity.
Bismarck's fears were realized. All the
Crown Princess children with the
tion of Princess Charlotte, are common¬
place in appearance. Princess Charlotte,
who has a subdued likeness to the Prince
of Wales, gave no promise of beauty in
her early years. The Emperor is said had to
have jestingly remarked to her; ‘ ‘If I
known that you were going to turn out
so beautiful, I would not have married
off to Saxe-Meiningen. You might
caught a king!” Prince William,
oldest son, is short and slight; and al¬
though military training has given a cer¬
tain hauteur to" liis bearing, he yet
the kingly dignity and impressive eyes
his equally small-sized ancestor, Freder¬
ick the Great. One of his arms is un
symmetrical with the other—a deformity
which is carefully concealed by the ta’l
or’s art. Although a contrast to his
grandfather in appearance, he is singu¬
larly like him in mental characteristics,
and if the liberal tendencies of his father
do not forestall him in an intermediate
reign, he will stoutly maintain all the
royal prerogatives like the present Em¬
peror, as he has already like him become
the general favorite of the army.
Bismarck’s vexation at -the thought of
introducing Havovcrian blood into the
royal succession is but an expression the
the pride which ail Prussians feel in
splendid physical development of their
line of kings. The Emperor
himself is every inch a Hohenzollern
the traditional type. He is
above the average height, and
age has bent bis head, his figure has
an erect, military bearing. faded, His thin
whiskers, wrinkled brow,
•allow, complexion, the failing lustre
his quiet gray eyes, and the involuntary
languor which creeps at times
his face, betray, while his activity
and mental vigor are unable to con¬
ceal, the real condition of his strength.
His face, as a whole, is ordinary. A
reader of physiognomy would be in¬
clined to credit the belief that in affairs
of state he often retires behind the Chan¬
cellor. His commanding presence, dignity how¬
ever, is an outward sign of the
with which he conceals this fact from
the world. Whether it is due to the
traditional economy of the Hohenzollerns
or to the strict military training from
early youth, his palaces and general hab¬
its of life befit an officer rather than an
emperor. He always appears in uniform,
his business and his pleasures are or¬
dered with military exactness, and he
even sleeps on the same kind of camp
bedstead which he has used on his cam¬
paigns. It is amusing to hear the com¬
ments of peasant visitors to the palace
when they are shown the royal bedroom.
Their own feather.beds, they think, are
more comfortable than the imperial
couch. It is only in the gratification allows of
of his appetite that the Emperor
the slightest relaxation of military disci¬
pline. His guests at dinner, however, do
not all share the benefits of this indul¬
gence, for, according to etiquette, the
Emperor is served first, and as soon as
he has finished the course is changed,
often before those lowest in rank at the
table have had time to partake; so
many an officer anticipates a royal “feast”
by dining first at some restaurant.
Visitors at the summer palace of
Babelsberg, near Potsdam, ha\e often
what the shrine-like frame on
Emperor’s desk contains. No fee to
guides will open its doors. They
to all but the Emperor the like
of Elise Radziwill. The Empress
far respects this first love of her hus¬
band that she often deck the shrine with
When he was still the young
Prince William of Prussia the Emperor
fell desperately in love with the beauti¬
ful Elise. Unfortunately it was a statute
the royal family that none of its scions
eicept into a feigning
house. Lawyers tried to prove that the
Padziwills were descended from an old
Polish dynasty as royal as the Hohen¬
zollerns. It was unmarried proposed that Prince
Augustus, an brother of the
then king, should adopt EHse. But no
legal birth. qubbling Meanwhile could prove Prince her of Charles, royal
younger brother of the present Emperor,
married a daughter of the Grand-duke of if
Weimar. The latter declared that
Prince William sliou’d insist upon
marrying Elise, he would claim the
'krone for the issue of Prince Charles,
k as only to prevent the possibility of
war of sucre si on in Prussia
that Prince William fina’ly consented to
forego the dictates of h‘s love. Elise
died soon afteiward, and there were not
a few sentimentalists who claimed that
this was due to a broken heart. Next
to the constancy of his love for the lost
Elise, the most touching trait in the
character of the aged ruler is his fidelity
to the memory of his mother. Every
yc»r, on the 19th of July, the anniversary
of Queen Louisa's death, he goes to the
mausoleum in the quiet park of Char
lottenburg, and there with his family
holds silent communion wsth the dead.
A long experience in the great capitals is
not required to convince the visitor that
the Emperor is the most popular monarch
in Europe. Evidence of this is given
upon every appearance of his in public,
whether it is at the historic corner
window of his palace, where knots of
people gather daily to greet him, or
whether it is in his afternoon drives,
when the stray soldiers on the street line
up to give the military salute, civilians
raise their hats, and perhaps some lady
in high society makes the profound court
courtesy. Often a lady will be seen rush
ing up and laying a bouquet in the car
riage, while the Emperor nods his pleas
ure at the attention.
Floral Peculiarities.
Every blossom has its precise hour
unfolding its petals and for shutting
them, says a writer in liar par's Young
People. The daisy, or “day’s eye,” spreads
its lids to the earliest rays of the sun,
usually about 5 o’clock, and goes to bed
just before sunset. The morning glory
does all its blooming between 0 and 9
o’clock in the morning, and never opens
a second time, the life of each flower
being limited to a single morning. and o’clock Dan¬
delions awake between 0 7
and are put to sleep sometimes before
evening, when the heat is excessive. The
yellow goats-beard, so common in the
meadow r s, ends its day at noon, and is
therefore familiarly called “go-to
bed-at-noon.” The pink little pimp- “the
ernel blossom [is known as of
shepherd’s exactly clock,” from o’clock its in custom the after¬
closing The old-fashioned at 2 “4 o’clock”
noon.
either was falsely named or has lost its
reckoning, as it does not appear until
about 6 o’clock. Of all the plants which fold
together their flowers and hang their heads
at sundown for the night’s the rest perhaps which
the most noticeable are asters,
invariably hide their faces at 0 o’clock.
Many leaves do the same. The clover
trefoils and the wood-sorrel (oxalis) close
between 6 and 7 o’clock r. m. and stretch
out from 6 to 7 o’clock a. m. This action
is very marked in all pod-bearing and plants,
as the acacia and locust, specially
the sensitive plant, which all double up,
or rather double down, with the closing
day. In a country w r alk toward sunset
you may see the drow'sy leaves and blos¬
soms nodding one after another in slum¬
ber, and setting a fine example of early
dreams.
How’s Business?
The tailor answers: Sew, sew.
The acrobat, yachtsman, jumping. booming.
The
The distiller, still.
The baker, rising.
The writing-master, flourishing.
The trial justice, fine.
The apartment hotel-keeper, flat.
The weather bureau clerk, fluctuating.
The gardener, plumber, piping. springing
The up.
Th« furniture teamster, on the move.
The minister w'hose church is in debt,
fair,
The shoemaker, aw'l right, wfith an up¬
per tendency.
The rag-gatherer, picking up.
The hod-carrier and elevator boy, now
irp and now down.
The undertaker, run into the ground.
The doctor, recovering.
The cobbler, on the mend.
The astronomer, looking up.
The lobster catcher, gone to pot.
The aeronaut, going up.
The diver, going down .—Boston Cou
mr.
City Street Boys.
The verbal batteries of the street boy
are sometimes formidable enough to cope
with the heaviest artillery, says a writer
in the Brooklyn Citi:cn. NVith a little
canister in the shape of slang and a round
of grape in his sense of the ridiculous he
is as ready for a genera! engagement as
for a skirmish calling for light ammuni¬
tion. Among the residents of the Heights
is a prominent bank official. His youth¬
ful son is as English as a massive walking
stick, baggy trousers and a hat. with a
mere apology for a rim can make him.
This extremely fashionable young gentle¬
man passed Trinity Church on Clinton
street on Monday evening last. He at¬
tracted the attention of three exceedingly
unfashionable boys. So far as I can re¬
member this is what he was greeted with:
‘‘Git on to him.”
“Who made it?”
“Is it alive?”
“No; the door opened and the wind
blew it out.'’
“Where is its keeper?”
“Tell me what it is and you can have
it.”
The long English stride of the dude
banker’s son quickened a little, and he
turned the corner with this ringing' in
pjg ear:
“Oh, look at it wheel to the right,
That's the way it's wound up.”
"
His First room.
Will Hayes, the popular song writer,
who ranks second only Louisville to Stephen Foster
in that line, is a newspaper
man. He tells an amusing story about
his first poem, written when he was of
the veally age of sixteen, and addressed
to a young lady whose charms had deeply
smitten him. “I sent it to the Louisville
Times," he says, “and the editor told me
it would be printed. Then I followed it
up, and hung around the office by day
and watched it solicitously by night for
three days. Then the poem appeared in
print, with my name to it. I read it over
and over again and again, until my eyes
ached and my head swam with ecstasy.
I saw fame and fortune in those lines
until the girl's brother, who was older
than I, met me on the street and licked
me for writing the verses to his sister.
To make it worse he told it about town
that it wasn’t for writing them to his
sister, but because the poetry was so
bad.” Since then some tlirec millions of
Will’s poems have been sold.
The Long Lived Man.
According to Hufeland, the man wdio
is destined to long life is of the middle
size, and somewhat thickly set. His
complexion is not too florid, his head not
too big; his shoulders are round rather
than flat; his neck is not too long, His
hands are large, his feet rather thick and
long; his legs firm and round. He has a
broad and arched chest, and the faculty
of retaining his breath for a long time.
As to his habits, the joys of the table are
to him of importance; tliov tune his
mind to serenity. He eats slowly, and
has not too much thirst. If he ever gives
way to anger, he experiences no more is
than a useful glow' of w'armth. He
fond of employment and of calm medita¬
tion and agreeable speculation. domestic He is an
optimist, a friend to nature and
felicity has no desire for riches or honor,
and banishes all thought of to-morrow.
A Thoughtful Horse.
This remarkably pleasing horse story
comes from Inyo, Cal.: A load of hay was
put in a yard near a stable. A horse w as
loose in the yard, two others being tied
in the stable, the door of which was open. ;
After eating a few bites of the hay the
his loose companions horse appeared debarred to remember that
were from the
feast. He took large mouthfuls, carried
it into the stable, and placed it before
the other horses .—Now York Sun.
Light weight—A pound of candles.—
Merchant- Traveler.
The curious feature in the bat’s lute,
says an African traveler, is that it u
hard y ever felt even when the person
attacked is awake. I myself had a re
could ^he”a^y not understand how,,eople b ak^g lK always j
y |
m
mark in the dusk a bat was sucking thl one bal
of his toes, as was evidenced by
being seen while by the me and himself toe, to to his flutte. great j
away, man s
sun, me, ™ found to be bleeding so
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i AYMA.KING S0NO.
7ork altogether!
Who would laugh or play
In the right bright weather.
To rake and make the hay?
With a wind light-blowing,
Across the field to run.
And broad above us glow;:.
The good warm sun?
We can't sea to-morrow—
Round the wind may slip!
We may wake to find sorrow
The country all a-drip.
Work while the sun shines,
And give your brave l>ont;
On wot days, when none shin
Time enough to rest.
Each sunny minute
Is m i le of molten gold;
Whoso works to win it
May gather wealth untold.
If all are whole-hearted,
This bright, mellow night
Shall so*? the last load carted
The rick built right.
In nil life's doing
There's still a Now to gr
And lie will learn rueing
Who lets the Now slip.
Fools, the hour declining,
Think "some other day!’
While the sun is shining
Wise men make their hay.
PITH AND POINT.
After dinner—A hungry tramp.
A Western man has had a nocedle
taken out of his body. He now knows
how to account for the stitches in his
side. :■**«
“Listen to your wife,” says a frtcdical
advertisement, As though one didn’t Tran
have to listen to her .—Boston
script.
Tennyson’s last poem is in blank verse.
Some critics are mean enough to insinu¬
ate that he ought to fill out the blanks.—
Cleveland Sun.
Dialogue between two blind men—
“Do you know the gentleman who guvs
you a franc just now?” “Only by sight?”
—Paris Gaulois.
The parents of a pair of Boston twins
named one Simul and the other Tnneous
because they w T crc born at the same time,
— pusjiinylon Critic. -j "
He always loved the joys of home.
At home at night ho always tarried,
And Until never he’d thought abroad to roam
b^wn for six months married.
—Boston Courier.
There are men in New York who spend
08 If tlicir their time dodging people they
li rJ ve borrowed money of, and the other
half in hunting up fresh victims.— Sift¬
ings.
According to an eminent English au
thority a goose lives fifty years, Pro
vided, of course, he refrains from blow¬
ing out the gas when he retires.— Yonkers
Statesman.
Farmers in the summertime don’t need
to buy the funny paix'rs. All they have
to do is to go out and watch the city
boarders trying to swing the scythe.—
Journal of Education.
WHAT BEFKI,L MU. HELL.
There was a young fellow named Ernest P.
Bell, Planters’
Who got very mellow But he at punch's! ibo Hotel;
The proprietor,
Anri he lunched
Then much quieter
In the chilly retreat of a dungeon cell.
Expense: $100 and costs as well. —Hotel Mail
Talks About Law” is the title of a lec
ture a man is delivering in central Da
kota towns. We have heard it given
several times by men who were coming
out of a court-room and we shouldn’t
think that the authorities would let a man
deliver it in public. It’s about as sul
phureous a taik as you ever heard.—
Dakota Bell.
Sons More Plenty Than .Money.
One of the employes of the Union
“ft h“.
■> h , idk f Association, recently told
f jneielent in , onnection with
h „ f |t that the ftrst
r Lrtrf’thf ,,l r k] nl lAly ’forwarded
and to the
■»»'* ftther in >«»*’ • check for *00.
The old man was so overjoyed at of aacur
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6ft ™ “ £ on ««!» hc 'Penn J y!v.mi« ociation Railroad
(hc a „ .
on the road.