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WIT AM) lII’MOIC.
The Jones family are going to have a
re-union in Maryland. When the Smith
family re-unite they will select a larger
State for obvious reasons.
There is a crazy man in Buffalo who
imagines he is an umpire. And there
are lots of base-hall players who imagine
their umpire is a crazy man. Pittsburg
Chromr.lt.
l<et us not be harsh with the politi
cians. If it wasn't for polities many
men who are too lazy to earn their liv
ing with their hands would be paupers.
• —Texas Sifting*.
••I'm looking for employment-” said
a young man entering a merchant's of
fice. "You arc, hoy? Well, you’ll find
it in the dictionary over there er —
among the K'a." Tut-Hits.
First Dude I sav, f'liawles, how much
did you pay for this cigar you just gave
me? Second Dude A friend gave me
n ls>\ of them. First Dude (turning tip
his nose) You paid too much for them.
Herman Joke.
When a man stops at a railroad sta
tion with three minutes for refresh
ments. and is handed out a scalding hot
cup of coffee, it is dangerous to ask
him: "Is this hot enough for you?” —
J.owcll Citizen.
Little Charlie Papa, will you buy me
a drum? Fond father Ah, but, my
t>oy, you will disturb me very much if 1
do. Charlie O, no, papa; I won’t
drum except when you're asleep.- Uon
ahoc's Magazine.
Summer Theatricals: “Do you pass
th* l jterfosh?” asked a seedy individual
of the doorkeeper of the theatre. "What
is your profession?” “I’m a tramp.”
“l’ass right in. You’re one of us, 1
aeo.” Tut-Hits.
“Who is that thin, cadaverous fellow
just coming up from the dressing
room?" “lie is the heavy man of the
company.” “Indeed! And who is that
fat man sitting over yonder?" “He’s
the light, comedian.” Merchant Trav
eler.
“Did you go fishing when you were
in the country last week?" asked Pod
snap of Fangle. “No; couldn’t get any
bait," was the reply. “Why, that was
singular; how was that?" "Happened
to strike a local-option neighborhood.”
- IHUsburg Chronicle.
KUa Wheeler Wilcox, in a late poem,
jubilantly cries: "O, ho! for the West.”
(10, to, thou twanger of the lyre, the
West can do its own hoeing! It would,
however, like a few good scarecrows to
stand around in the cornfields just now.
No objection to poets. —Cleveland Sun.
••('an you tell me the difference be
tween a hen with three legs and a very
young baby?” asked Hieronymus Tuck
of Nebuchadnezzar Snippit. "I don’t
think 1 can,” replied Snippit; “what is
itP" "One is a little strange and the
other is a little stranger. Titttburg
Chronicle.
“These are extravagant days wo live
in,” said Mrs. OriuiHonheak to her hus
band, after they had been approached
by their son for n fresh lining for his
pocket book. "Yes, nnd that probably
accounts for their getting •shorter,’ you
know,” replied the over-jocular man.-
Yonkers Statesman.
“What is this anti-saloon movement?”
asked a friend of our fellow-citizen,
Col. Calhoun Sozzlo. “Ante saloon,"
says the Colonel, toying with the straw
berry tlint had settled iu the bottom of
his glass, “must be one of them clubs
where they play poker, (illume all
ot her of them, George.” Boston Bulle
tin.
llow irreverent the most reverent
prayers of children sometimes seem.
Little Jack wanted a tricycle, and ho
was taught to pray for what he wanted.
As he dropped on his knees by his little
bod lie added to his “Now 1 lay me:"
“Please, God, make papa buy me a
tricycle. That’s a dandy." Hartford
Tost.
The conductors of the Paris omni
buses are witty as well us (lolite. The
other day a woman of immense size
stood oil the sidewalk and hailed a
passing vehicle. “Is there loom for
me?” she asked. “No, madunio,” re
plied the conductor, with great suavity;
“there is only room for one." From
'Jie French.
One of the great advertisers of ancient
times waa Trajan, who inserted a whole
soluuui in the Homan Forum. lie put
i cut of himself at the top of the column,
uni ordered the whole tiling to run
iaily “ts." The result was that Trajan
add out his whole stock long ago.
Mid retired from business. Springfield
{Mass.) Union.
Dobson —Hello, Johson, old man,
how are you? O, by the way, can you
ghaugn a S2O hill? Johson (pleased
lo be thought a capitalist) Certainly,
my boy, certainly. Dobson Good! I’m
glad to hear it. Then vou’ll certainly
be able to pay me that *!> you borrowed
last year. And Johson had to pay. —
Somerville Journal.
Bagiev Did you enjoy yourself at
the elam-bako?" Bailey lndeed l
lid.” Bagiev —1 suppose the clams
made good eating?” Bailey 1 don’t
know about that; 1 didn’t wait. You
lee, they couldn’t got the lire to burn,
to we dlsjiosed of the liquids and came
borne. 1 can enjoy a clam-bake every
day In the week. Tul-Bits.
Two disreputable-looking and dirty
individuals are brought before the
Commissary of Police charged _ with
vagrancy. “Where do you live?” de
manded the magistrate of one of them.
••(), 1 have regular lodging,” was the
reply. "And you?" he asked, turning
lo tlie other. "1 live on the floor be
low, yor Honor.”- French Joke.
“O. isn’t it a lovely night, Adolphus?
Just fancy how delightful the nights
must be in the Orient! The azure blue
iky, the perfume of the flowers, the soft
tinkling ” “1 tell you Miranda,
dear. 1 prefer the nights they have iu
Alaska, l'hev're just immense." “Im
mense, Adolplius?” "Yes, for courting,
rboy’re so long, you kuow.”—J’hnadel
pAia Cali
The mackerel arc swarming into
Canadian waters to escape the whales,
which are very numerous just now ami
destructive of the smaller tish. Here is
a chance tor sweet revenge. la>t our
navy sail at once for the north and
drive the w hales iu shore, where they
will destroy the mackerel. NN e may
Sst square tliat way if iu no other. —
oston Post.
••Father.” said Hollo, “to whom was
Byron writing when he said, ’Fare thee
well, ami if forever, still forever fare
thee well?” “0,” said Kollo’s father,
who is away up in ancient history, “be.
was writing an ode to Patti’s farewell
tour; •Still, forever fare then well.’ "
“And who was Byron? ' asked Kollo.
“He was a prophet,” said Kollo s Uncle
George.— Hurd* He.
A Boston young woman at C.itskill
said to her brother, in the, absence of
somebody elso’s brother, “ 1 here is an
impressiveness akin to solemnity iden
tified with the pro-peet, Algernon,
prompting the soul to soar to bights
hitherto imagined unatlain but where
are you going, Algernon?" “lam go
ing for a doctor.” "For whom?” "Both
of us.” -N. Times.
(bice iijMiri a time a good man took
his little boy to the gallery of the
House to show him the great men of
the Nation, and they listened to an
able effort by one of them. When ho
had finished the father turned lo the
boy and put his hand on his head.
“My son,” no said, “an honest man is
the noblest work of God.” The boy
looked into bis father’s face with his
great, earnest eyes. “Papa,” lie in
quired, simply, “who made congress
men?” Washington Critic.
According to the Washington Critic
ex-Congrcssman Harris of Virginia re
cently employed a brick mason to whom
he remarked one day: "I say, John,
you are not laying those brick in a
workmanlike manner.” “1 aim, aint
I?” replied the mason. “Wen, 1 don’t
make no claims for velocity nor nieeosi
ty, but for Buhstaiitiahlenoss an’ iluria
bility I don’t turn my ban’ to no mason
in the whole .Slab: of Virginny, Judge,
and es you don’t like my stylishness
you better git somebody else.” Tlio
Judge accepted the apology and watch
ed the work a little closer.
Cherry I’le.
Ben: Perlcy Poore, who is one of the
most delightful old grangers, writes
about the cherry pic. If anybody ever
knew a cherry pie it is Mr. Poore. Ho
is now seventy-one years old. Mr.
Poore says: .
I have road with interest a lamenta
tion over the decadence of cherry pie,
which says that the likeness between
the modern pio and an old-fashioned
one made of pie cherries is much like
that between a horse-chestnut and a
chestnut horse. It exists rather in
sound than in substance, and involves
what is to all intents and purposes a
contradiction in terms. For a cherry
pic is now made from cherries that are
not lit for pies. This is to be deplored,
for if pie is ever laudable, I will not
say justifiable, it is in the form of cherry
pio. The gooseberry is to he spoken of
with respect; hut that, when it takes on
a pie-liko form, assumes the shape of a
tart, and is without the upper crust, or
•Voflin,” as it used to he called. Mince
pie is, of course, to ho treated with de
ference, as a long-established institu
tion, which mingles with our earliest
memories of Christinas and indigestion.
But the connections of that venerable
condiment are so exclusively with a sea
son of ice anil snow that the considera
tion of it at the present melting period
of the year would awaken profound re
grets, and perhaps wound tender sensi
bilities. Os apple pie I will not speak
scornfully, if the apples have a fine tart
flavor and arc stewed soft, and the crust
is tender and flaky. As to veal pie, the
conditions of which they may lie re
ceived with favor arc well established,
we must “know the* ludy as made it,”
But as the making of veal pies, and the
performance of most other household
duties, seems now to be done by machin
ery or the issuing of orders by telegraph,
recognizable veal pio may be regarded
as not existing, and 1 return, like the
rondo in an old-fashioned sonata, to my
lirst theme, the laudation of cherry pie,
meaning thereby a pie made of pie cher
ries.
The disappearance of the pie cherry is
a serious loss to our fruit table. Lot us
Spur up tlie purists and conservatives in
language, by saying that it is a serious
jHimonal loss. It had, or I will even
yet say has, an exquisite flavor, so pecu
liar that it cannot ho imitated or re
placed; a flavor entirely unlike that ol
the finest cherry of the other species,
except of so far as hotli are recogniza
ble as being of the same family. Anil
this cherry seems to have been especial
ly provided by nature for the sole pur
pose of being made into pies. For, un
stewed, it is sour and bitter, and alto
gether unpleasant to the general palate.
It is only m the pie, or when stewed foi
.“food," that its delicious and indescrib
able aroma delights both the nose and
palate of nppreciativo boys, and, 1
might add, men; whereas a pie niadeot
the other species, bo it the finest ox
heart that over grew, is a poor, flashy
thing, a manifest impostor to the least
observant lover of the genuine article.
College Discipline.
Hundreds of graduates of the Prince
ton college in all parts of the country,
says Harper's Weekly, were sorry to
learn of the death of Dr. John Maclean,
ex-president of that institution. His
familiar figure, with long black cloak
and high hat on the back of his head,
will bo missed from the streets of Prince
ton, where for more than eighty years
it appeared almost daily, and at the
annual commencements, where it was
cheered longer and more loudly than
any other. While discharging the ac
tive duties of his office tlie doctor—or
“Johnny,” as the boys used affection
ately to call him was iu the habit ol
prowling about the campus with a dark
lantern whenever any disorder was
brewing, and he invariably softened his
footfall by wearing a pair of "gum
shoes.” Thousands of times previous
to 186$, did the campus resound at
night with yells of “John! ’ “John!”
that served either to warn mischief
makers of his proximity or to draw the
old gentleman from his house for the
fun of seeing him in the chase. \V hen
he succeeded in capturing an offender
his practice was to grab him around the
body w ith his right arm and then turn
the dark lantern upon Ins face. Tne
next morning the culprit was invited to
apj*ear before the faculty. The favorite
amusement in those days was to have a
“horn spree.” It consisted of blowing
enormous tin horns, removing gates
from fences, making bonfires, serenad
ing the more obnoxious of the professors
or tutors, and having a sort of Buflalo-
Bill’s-Wild-West time generally. When
Dr. MoCosh became president he in
trusted the duty of preserving order at
night to a new pflicotj called the
proctor. /_ „ *
IDEAL EYES.
An Old Philosopher'* Opinion of Different
Colored Optic*.
"Character reading by the color of
tne eyes is a comparatively new study,
hut is steadily gaining in favor,” said
an old gentleman the other day as he
sat on one of the benches in Madison
Square and watched the hurrying throng
go by.
"I've been studying eyes for the last
half-century,” he continued, “and I can
teil you that blue eyes, and brown eyes,
and green eyes, and all the other kinds
were not made for nothing. They were
colored to assist people in reading the
character of their owners, and a little
knowledge of what the different colors
denote will be found of great assistance
in life.”
“What do you consider the most
beautiful eyes?” was asked.
“Well, they’re very scarce,” said the
old gentleman, letting his eyes wander
over the half-dozen faces before him.
"Not one here has got the ideal eye.
It’s a perfect violet or a velvet brown as
soft and gentle as a doe’s. Violet eyes
are very rare. I don’t mean deep blue
eyes, but genuine purple eyes. Babies
have them sometimes, but I’ve only
scon one or two women with them, and
never a man. They denote too perfect
a character for that —gentleness, intelli
gence, devotion, and boundless faith.
Those virtues aren’t often found in one
person.
“Brown eyes? Yes, they are plenti
ful, and physically perhaps the most
beautiful eye in the world. I think they
come next to violet eyes when they are
light enough to read foeling in them.
Dark brown eyes are too deep. They
seldom mirror the heart feelings, but
are tine to look at.”
“Gray eyes are the most common in
the world; so what in general do they
characterize in tho opinion of the eye
ologist?” asked a youth with a pair of
blue-gray orbs.
“Well, there are a hundred different
kinds of gray eyes, you know,” said tho
old gentleman. “Yours are one kind,
mine another. People haven't become
udvanccd enough to have more than
or five colors to apply to eyes; so
any that aren’t blue, or black, or brown,
or hazel are called gray. You seldom
see a real stupid person with gray eyes;
but the genuine gray—that is always
found among highly intellectual people.
Steel-gray eyes with largo pupils denote
iintense foeling; blue-gray eyes are gen
■eral among people with kindly hearts.
You never find a real mean spirit be
hind a pair of bluo-gray eyes.
“I’ve made a utility of real blue eyes,”
he continued. “They denote quickness
of thought, and generally fine physical
development, when they are largo and
.bright. About nine-tenths of our engi
neers, railroad brakenien, light-house
keepers, policemon, cadets, and army
uiiif navy officers, and many others
selected for physical perfection, have
blue eyes. Very few blue-eyed people
are color-blind or near-sighted.
“Hazel eyes denote musical ability
and grace of person. They are very
pretty eyes, too, and then thorn are real
green eyes. They aro not so scarce as
is generally supposed; but I haven't
made a oloso study of them, orof yellow
eyes either. I hear tho latter aro very
fashionable, hut 1 shouldn’t imagine a
yellow-eyed person would have a nieo
disposition.”
After a further discussion about the
value of eyeology the old scientist put
on his gold-rimmed glasses over a pair
of sharp grey eyes and wandered out of
tho square, pausing to ascertain tho
color of the optics of every person who
passed him. —New York Journal.
- *0 •
“Isn’t ho beautiful?” said the wife of
the politician, as she dandled her baby
boy, who smiled and kicked every time
she threw him up. “He is,” answered
the proud father as he watched the play
of tlie little foot; “hut I’m afraid he will
never be a good party man.” “Why
not?” “Because lie’s a kicker.” It is
these terrible things that east a gloom
over tho happiest families.” —Boston
Courier.
Cion. Sherman anil His Son.
“One Who Loves Both” writes this to
tho Washington Post: I ask space to
correct some impressions likely to he
given by some correspondents regard
ing Mr. ’Thomas Sherman and his dis
tinguished father and his devoted
mother, who is one among tho best of
God's good women. It is true that
when Mr. Thomas Sherman announced
his intention to renounce the world tho
General felt keenly and spoke bitterly,
but his words were the outgrowth of
wounded pride and not of altered affec
tion, amt the father and his son parted
not in anger, but in sorrow. For
several years there was not intercourse
between the two. but with his mother
and sister there was constant and loving
correspondence.
When Mr. Thomas Sherman returned
from Stony hurst he met his father in the
General’s home, then situated ou Fif
teenth street. Tho family having left
town a few days before, the young
scholastic came to the city, thinking it
best that the two who loved each other
best of all the world should bo alone.
It was a fnost happy visit, and. though
tho brave old General might not have
been as vain of the modest habit of tho
young scholastic as lie would undoubt
edly have been proud of the epaulets,
sword, and buttons xvhich mark the
uniform of a soldier, he never so ex
pressed himself, and took honest satis
faction and keen delight in showing his
sou among old friends and army asso
ciates. After three days thus happily
spent the two went together to Oak
land, where Mi's. Sherman had a cot
tage. and where the entire family wait
ed to welcome their father and brother.
It is said the few days there were un
clouded. The father and his son were
inseparable and perfect felicity marked
every moment of the time.
It seems a pity that correspondents do
not better inform themselves before
wounding others by publishing faise
statements of purely private affairs, and
a shame that of all others this writer
should have selected as a subject tho
brave soldier and the true woman, his
wife.
A correspondent wants to kuow "if
the Indian question is assuming any
new phases.” lVm’t know, we’re sure,
what the Indian question is. Fifteen
years it was. “How! Got any
ruiu?" Wo don't suppose it has chatig
i ed. unless all the Indians have died. —
Burdette.
AN EXTINCT It ACE.
Interentlng Relics of the Mound-Builder*
Found in Georgia.
The region around Scull Shoals was a
favorite haunt of the redman, as evi
denced by the tumuli on the river and
creek banks and the relics of their
handiwork that bestrew the ground, j
Every lield in this locality is rich in
pottery, arrowheads, and other inde
structible implements formed by their
crude skill. Just across the river from
Mr. Fatnbrough’s d three large
mounds, while a dauber of smaller
ones are found on the creek bottoms.
Mr. Morton tells us that the large
mounds were evidently intended as a
fortification, for many years ago, after
a freshet had carried away the soil
around them down into the clay, a
black circle of decayed wood was seen,
showing where timbers had been driven
into the ground and rotted off. This
stockade perhaps even antedated the
Indian race, as these people could not
tell who erected these immense piles of
earth. Mr. Morton says that after that
freshet Indian relics could have been
gathered by the cart-load. He saw
several pieces of flint, shaped like a
saucer, but hollowed on both sides, of
different colors, cut and polished as
smooth as glass. With the rude im-.
plements that the aborigines had, it is a
mystery to know how they fashioned
their vessels. The ground around these
mounds is now a pasture and covered
with Bermuda grass, and relies are not
so easily found as heretofore. There is
a small mound on Hose Creek that is
cultivated, and the plow here often turns
up the queerest finds, that are destroyed
or thrown aside, as Indian relics arc so
common in this section that they are
not appreciated. Not far from this
smaller mound are some rocks filled
with curious shaped holes, made by the
Indians. Some were evidently intended
as mortars, in which to pour their corn,
while others seemed to be molds, in
which to form spoons and other imple
ments. These cavities in rocks are
numerous in this section, and near them
are always found beads, pottery, stone
implements, and other articles. The
ground near one of these mortised rocks
was strew with human teeth. It must
have been the place of business of an
Indian tooth-carpenter. At a famous
wash-hole near old Scull Shoals are a
sid of stone steps, about the length and
dimensions of stairs and perfectly
smooth and regular, beginning on the
bank and leading down to the bottom
of the river. They are evidently the
work of some extinct race of men, but
for what purpose they were fashioned
no one can surmise. We did not see
these steps, but several reliable gentle
men told us of their existence. A hor
rible massacre once occured at Scull
Shoals, across the river in Greene
County, that is still fresh in the minds
of the old people around here, and tho
site of the cabin occupied by the un
fortunate family is still pointed out.
Tho Oconee was then the boundary line
between the white and Indian country,
and on the east bank there resided an
industrious family named Thrasher, re
lated to the people still living in Oconee
County by the name. There was fre
quent trouble between the whites and
Indians, as both races were constantly
crossing tho border and committing
depredations. Some lawless whites
once crossed into the Indian country
uud committed several cold-blooded
murders that stirred up the savage
blood of these people. In retaliation a
band of them crossed the river at Scull
Shoals and fell upon and murdered and
scalped the Thrasher family, five in
number, and escaped across the river.
After the murder the Indians stopped at
a large rock near tho roadside, still
pointed out, and cleaned and loaded
anew their guns. The pursuers that
followed found tho rags and pieces of
wadding they had used for this purpose.
An Indian trail once led across tho
shoals, for in those days the river could
bo here crossed by stepping from rock
to rock without even wetting the feet
Gen. Clark, when pursuing the Indians
that culminated in the battle of Jack’s
Creek, crossed with his troops here,—•
Athens (Go.) Banner.
Jewel Frauds.
1 There is consternation just now in
the Palais Royal, and the jewelers of
Paris have found themselves the dupes
of what has not yet been pronounced to
be a fraud. Last year they were tho
victims of a diamond fraud. The gems
found at the Cape were more plentiful
and of inferior quality to the genuine
diamond of fifty years ago. Tho lire
was less brilliaut and the stones had a
yellow tinge. An ingenious manipula
tor steeped them in a violet dye, and by
some chemical process they came forth
from the ordeal a pure and brilliant
white. This industrious investigator
received as a reward of his research a
recompense of six mouths imprisonment
and the Palais Royal jewelers were for
tho moment comforted. There are
somo splendid rubies in the market
whoso genesis it is very difficult to ac
count for. Tested chemically they an
swer the true definition of the oriental
ruby; analysis shows them to consist of
all its constituents —and nothing else.
The chemist is satisfied, but the expert
has his doubts. The fire is not so bril
liant, and there are certain yellow tones
which tho true gem has escaped. It is
suspected that a difficult problem has
been solved, especially since it is found
that these gems when broken up do not
follow a regular line of cleavage, as a
crystal should, but split in all direc
tions. It is suspected that Swiss artifi
cers have learned how to melt a num
ber of small rubies and consolidate
them into one. Ten carats’ weight of
ruby sparks would be worth about ten
shillings. One ruby of ten carats would
be worth some hundreds of pounds.
The subject is a serious one, and there
are both chemical and legal difficulties
in its treatment. Experts are now em
ployed to ascertain how the thing is
done, and then the judges will decide
whether the process or sale amounts to
fraud.— Pall Mall Gazelle.
••We should retaliate, sir—retaliate
on Canada for this outrage, sir—this
outrage of seizing our ti-iiing vessels!"
he exclaimed, as he waved his umbrella
around his head. "War is a dreadful
thing.” said one of the group. "Who’s
talking about war?" "Then iiow would
you retaliate?" “Why. >ir, induce their
capitalists to invest in American rail
i road securities, and bankrupt the l>o
[ minion inside of five years.”— Wall
tire cl Sett's.
AN ALASKAN GLACIER.
A River Stopped Short and Turned to Io«
in Its Alabaster Bed.
Picture to yourself a vast river, twe
or three miles in breadth, pouring down
from the eminence of an icy peak thirty
miles away—a river fed by numerou
lateral tributaries that fiow from every
declivity. Imagine tiffs river lashed to
a fury and covered from end to e.. 1,
fathoms deep, with foam, and then thr
whole suddenly frozen and fixed
evermore —that is your glacier. Some
times the surface is stained with thr
debris of the mountain; sometimes the
tluish-green tinge of the ancient ica
v; o[ s out; generally the surface is as
white as down and very fair to look
upon, for at a distance —we were about
sight miles from the lower edge of it—
the eye detects no flaw. It might be a
torrent of milk and honey. It might
almost be compared in its immaculate
beauty to one of tho rivers of Paradise
that ilow hard by the throne of God.
It seems to be moving in majesty, and
yi. is stationary, or nearly so, for we
might sit by its frozen shore and grow
gray with watching and even our dull
eyes could detect no change in even a
rpple of it. A river of Paradise, in
deed, escaped from the gardens of the
blessed but overcome by the squalor of
t; is little globe it has stopped short and
turned to ice in its alabaster bed.
One evening about 8:30 o’clock and
tho sun still high above the western
n. jntain range we found ourselves op
posite „ae Davidson Glacier. It passes
out of a uroad ravine and spreads fan
like upon the shore under the neighbor
ing clifl's. It is three miles in breadth
along the front and 1,200 feet in height
when it begins to crumble and slope to
ward the shore. A terminal moraine a
mile and a half in depth separates it
from the sea. A forest, or the remnant
of a forest, stands between it and the
vvater it is slowly but surely approach
ing. The fate of this solemn wood is
sealed. Anon the mightiest among
these mighty trees will fall like grain
before the sickle of the reaper. We
were very near tiffs glacier. Wo saw
*ll tho wrinkles and lissures and the
deep discolorations. We saw how the
monstrous mass wound in and out be
tvvt n the mountains, and crowded
ffie a on every side, and rubbed their
skins off in spots, and left grooved lines
liko high-water marks along the face of
the cliffs; how it gathered as it went
and ground to powder and to paste
whatever came within its reach, be
coming worse and worse and greedier
»aid more rapacious as it creeps down
into the lowlands, so that when it
coaches the sea, where it must end its
course and dissolve away, it will have
covered itself with slime and confusion;
it will have left ruin and desolation in
its track, but it will likewise have cleft
out a valley with walls polished like
brass and a floor as smooth as marble;
one that will be utilized in after ages,
when it has carpeted itself with green
and hung its walls with tho tapestry of
its vine. Surely no other power on
earth could have done the job so neatly.
One sees this work in process and in
fresh comnletion in Alaska. The bald
inlet yonder, with a surface as smooth
as glass aud with delicate tracery along
its polished sides —tracery that looks
kike etching upon glass —was modeled
by glaciers not so very many years ago;
within tlio oontury, somo of thorn, par
haps. A glacier, probably the very
glacier we are seeking, followed this
track and ground them all into shape;
every angle of action, of motion shall I
say, is indelibly impressed upon each
aud every rock hereabout; so all these
nortlilar.ds, from sea to sea, the world
over, have been laboriously licked into
shape by the irresistible tide of ice.
Verily, tho mills of the gods grind
slowly, but what a grist they grind!—
Letter in San Francisco Chronicle.
The Boots of English Girls.
I am glad to find that I have warm
supporters in my crusade against tho
English fashion of wearing ugly boots.
A lady writes to me: “I cannot say
how rejoiced I am that you are making
another effort to improve the chaussure
of English girls. The thick-soled, low
heeled, badly fitting masses of wrinkled
toobigness are ever with us a baneful
horror tiiat it would be a mercy to get
rid of. The reason you give for the ex
istence of so much unnecessary ugliness
is doubtless the true one, and I fully
agree with you as to its absurdity.
There is just as good reason, every whit,
for making girls wear at all times and
seasons thick woolen gloves about four
sizes too large, instead of nice tight
kids. Ido not for a moment say that
fir Is may not, in the country, seasonab
ly wear, as you say, ‘stout sensible
boots;’ but what Ido say is that such
things are no more fitted for the dressy
promenade than is a plow-horse for
drawing the smart victoria. * * *
In my time croquet parties were at the
full, and short dresses compelled an at
tention to one’s foot gear that is now
too much excused. At that time we in
variably perched upon the tallest of
Louis XV. heels; but now, alas! I find
my daughters the only wearers, of them
for about half a mile around.” — London
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The new writer said nothing, but kept
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one of the best cotton-growing states in
the Union.” “O!” saiuthe editor, as he
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