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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 - 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 '»“ h “?."«? fo r »ss a son , . 6ft ™ “ £ on ««!» hc 'Penn J y!v.mi« ociation Railroad (hc a „ . on the road.