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ate Jtlontgotnarg iflmtitor. B. C Sutton, Editor and Proprietor. The development of bituminous c<:•: ' lands in Virginia within the past few years has been very rapid. Up to within a few years the coal production of Vir ginia was comparatively limited, but estimates are from 3,000,000 to 5,000,000 tons for this year. The Swiss are a nation of hotel keepers There are in Switzerland a thousand hotels, containing 58,000 beds, and em ploying 16,000 servants. The gross in come from these hotels is considerably more than the annual budget of the confederation. The War Department has been look ing tip the militia force on account of the recent war talk, and it is ascertained that the na:ion has 7,00 *.OOO men avail able for military duty, of whom 94,000 are well drilled and armed. Excited neighbors p ease take the hint. The artificial honey now made in New York is so close to the genuine that only the experts can detect the difference. It is in racks, the same as the natural product, and now and then the wings and legs of a few dead bees arc to be found to further the deception. It can be sold at a profit for ten cents per pound. Manufacturers are favoring the estab lishment of relief associations. Several New England employers have started them. One in Portland, Me., has a membership of 139. All persons whose wages are over $5 a week pay #1 fee and ten cents per week, which entitles a member in case of sickness to .$5 per week until S2OO has been drawn out, and to $25 in case of death. Nearly four thousand retail butchers eater to the demands of New York City and Brooklyn. The average number of journeymen employed in each retail house is three, making a total of twelve thousand. One hundred and fifty •wholesale beef butchers, the same num bor of wholesale dealers in mutton, lamb and veal, and about twenty-five hog slaughterers are also adjuncts of the trade. A capital of nearly fifty millions is invested by butchers in the two cities. Some of the wholesale men are triple millionaires. Many of the retail shop butchers are worth all the way from ten to fifty thousand dollars. The weekly pay of the journeymen ranges from sl2 to $lB. Quail have multiplied so in California that they are a nuisance. When the game law was being discussed in thb> Assembly the other day Assemblyman Young said that there “was a revolution” in his county (San Diego) against quail, which eome down in swarms upon vine yards and destroy them. Owners of vineyards have persons employed to do nothing else than kill these birds, which ho declared liavc become an intolerable nuisance in this county. He recited an instance where a swarm of these quails ate up the pasturage that cattle fed upon. His con tituents demanded that a remedy be provided. The bill was so amended that quail maybe killed between March 1 and September 10, while during tho grape season they may be also trapped. The Japanese are undoubtedly the nost progressive people of Asia. The positiou of this country, lying off the coast of the continent, is very much the same as that of the British Isles as re gards Europe. They are adopting Eu ropean ideas and methods as no other people in Asia have ever done. But they pro now proposing to adopt European dress, and the London Timex strongly yet somewhat comically, protests against this, as their own dress is so much more convenient and becoming. This, says the Cultivator , is a poor showing for Europeans if the Timex is correct. It re mains for our civilization to overcome some of the absurdities of fashionable costume, or a semi-civilized and even barbarian people will lose confidence in our boasted superiority. Mrs. T. J. Hammond, of Brunswick, Mo., owns what she is please i to term a very knowing cat and the feline certain ly exhibits very rare intelligence. It is a large and beautiful Maltese, less than a year old, and has been taught to per form a number of tricks very unusual for a cat, one of which is to ring a chestnut bell, and it frequently turns the laugh on Mrs. Hammond by making the bell t nkle while she is recounting some freak of its intelligence. When the cat feels that a mou c e would be an addition to its bill of fare it brings the trap to Mrs. Hammond to be set and then goes fre quently to see if the desired mouse has been ca ght. When such is the case the trap Is again taken to some one by Buss, who will remove the mouse irom it. It makes no effort to catch mice in the or dinary way, preferring, apparently, the invention of man as an easier way to ob tain a sweet morsel. REV. I)R. TALMAGE. TilK BROOKLYN DIVIXK'S SUN DAY SKRMON. Subject: “Stinging Annoyances." Text: “ The Lord thij God will send tho hornet." —Deuteronomy vii., 26. It seems ns it the jnseet world were deter mined to war against the human race. It is ?vriy year attacking the grain fields and the orchards and the vineyards. The Colorado beetle, the Nebraska grasshopper, the New Jersey locust, the universal potato destroyer, seem to cany on the work which was begun ages ago when the insects buzzed out. of Noah's ark as the door was opened. In my text the hornet flies out on its mis sion. it is a s|H>ri.)s of wnsp, swift in its motion and violent, in its sting, its touch is torture to man or beast. We have all seen the cattle run bellowing from the cut of its lancet. In boyhood we used to stand cautiously looking at the globular nest hung from the tree branch, and while We were looking at the Wonderful paste-board covering we wete struck With something that seat us shrieking away. The hornet goes in swaritts. It. has captains over hundreds, and twehty of them attacking one man will produce certain death. The Persians attempted to conquer a Christian city, but the elephants and the beasts on which the Persians rode were assaulted by the hornet, so that the whole army was broken up and the besieged city was rescued. This burning and noxious insect stung out tho Hittites and Canaanites from their country. What the gleaming sword and chariot of war could not accomplish was done by the punc ture of an insect. The Lord sent the hornet. My friends, when We are assaulted by be hemoths of trouhle —great behemoths of trouble—we become cliivalric, and we assault them; we get on the high-mettled steed of Our Courage, and make a cavalry charge at them, and, if Coil be with us, we come out stronger and better than when we went in. But, alas for these insectile annoyances of life—these fix's too small to shoot —these tilings without any avoirdupois weight—the gnats, and the midges, anil tho flies, and the wasps, and the hornets! In other words, it is the small stinging annoyances of our life which drive us out and use us up. Into the best conditioned lift', for some grand and glorious purpose, God sends the hornet. I remark in the first place, that these small stinging annoyances may come in the shape of a sensitive nervous organization. People who are prostrated nnder typhoid fevers or with broken bones get plenty of sympathy, but who pities anybody that is nervous t The doctors say, and the family says, and every body says: “Oh! she’s only a little nervous; that’s all.” The sound of a heavy foot, the harsh clearing of a throat, a discord in music, a want of harmony between the shawl anil the glove on the same person, a curt answer, a passing slight, the wind from the east, any one of ten thousand annoyances, opens the door for the hornet. The fact is, that the vast majority of the people in this country are overworked, and their nerves are the first to give out. A great mul titude are under the strain of who, when he was told by his physician that if lie did not stop working while he was in such pool 1 physical health he would die, responded: “Doctor, whether I live or die the wheel must keep going around.” These persons of whom I speak have a bleeding sensitiveness. The flies love to light on anything raw, and these people are like the Canaanites spoken of in the text or in the context —they have a very thin covering anil are vulnerable at all points. And the Lord sent the hornet. Again, these small insect annoyances may come to us in the shape of friends and ac quaintances who are always saying disagree able things. There are some people you can not be with for half an hour but you feel cheered and comforted. Then there are other people .you cannot be with for five minutes before you feel miserable. They do not mean to disturb you, but they sting you to the bone. They gather up all the yarn which the gossips spin, and peddle it. They gather up all the adverse criticisms about your person, about your business, about your home, about your church, and they make your ear the funnel into which they pour it. They laugh heartily when they tell you, as though it wore a gtxxi joke, and you laugh too—outside. These people' are brought to our attention in the Bible, in the Book of Ruth: Naomi went forth beautiful and with the finest of worldly prospects into another land, but after awhile she came back widowed, and sick, and poor. What did her friends do when she came back to the city? They all went out, and, instead of giving her common-sense consolation, what did they do? Read the book of Ruth and find out. They threw up their hands and said, “Is this Naomi?” as much as to say, “How very had you look!” When I entered the Ministry I looked very pale for years, and every year, for four or five years, a hundred times a year, I was asked if I was not in a consumption. And passing through the room I would sometimes hear people sigh and cry: “A-ah! not long for this world!” I resolved in those times that I never, in any conversation, would say anything depressing, and by the help of God I have kept the reso lution! These people of whom I speak reap and bind in the great harvest field of dis couragement. Some days you greet them with a hilarious “good-morning,” anil they come buzzing at you with some depressing information. The Lord sent the hor net. It is astonishing how some people prefer to write and to say disagreeable things. That was the case when, years ago, Henry M. Stanley returned after his magnifi cent expoit of finding Doctor David Living ston, and when Mr. Stanley stood tiefore the savants of Europe, and many of the small critics of the day, under pretense of getting geographical information, put to him most insolent questions, he folded his arms ami re fused to answer. At the very time when you would have supposed all decent men would have applauded the heroism of the man,there were those to hiss. The Lord sent the hornet. When that man sat down on the western coast of Africa, sick and worn, perhaps,in the grandest achievement of the age in the way of geograpical discovery,there were small critics all over the world to buzz and buzz, and caricature and deride him; and when a few weeks after that he got the London papers, as he opened them, out flew the hornet. When 1 see that there are so many people in the world who like to say disagreeable things,and write disagreeable things, I come almost in my weaker moments to believe what a man -aid to me in Philadelphia one Monday morn ing. I went to get the horse that was at the livery, and the hostler, a plain man. said to me: -Mr. Talmage, I saw that you preached to the young men yesterday.” I said: “Yes.” He said: “No use, no use; man's a failure. ' The small insect annoyances of life some times come in the shajs- of a local physical trouhle, which does not amount to a positive prostration, but which bothers you when you want to feel the best. Perhaps it is a -ick headache which has been the plague of your life, and you appoint some occasion of mirth, or sociality, or usefulness, and when the clock strikes the hour you cannot make your appearance. Perhaps the trouble is be tween the ear and the fore I lead, in the shape of a neuralgic twinge Nobody can see it or -vmpathize with you: hut just at the time when you want your intellect clearest, and vour disposition brightest, you feel a sharp, Le‘-n. disconcerting thrust. The Lord sent the hornet. MT. VERNON. MONTGOMERY CO., OA., WEDNESDAY, i crimps these small insis-t annoyances will Iconic in the shape of a domestic irritation. \ The parlor and the kitchen do not always harmonize. To get good service and to keep ; it u one of the great questions of the country, j Sometimes it may tri the arrogftney and in ronsiderutene.ss of employers; But Whatever j he the fact, we will admit there are these in , sect annoyances winging their way I out from tho culinary department. If the grace of God lie not in tho heart !of the housekeeper, she cannot maintain 1 her equilibrium. The men como home at 1 night and hear the story of these annoyances, j anil say: “O! these homo troubles are very little things.'' They are small, small as wasps, but they sting. Martha's nerves were all unstrung nnen she rushed in asking Christ to reprove Mary, and there are tens of t hou sands of women who are dying, stung to death ov these jiostlferous domestic annoyances. Tho Lord sent the hornet. These small iils*vt disturbances may also eome in the shape rtf business irritations. There an men here who went through 1857 ami Sept. 24, lstitt, without losing their bal ance, who are every day unhorsed by littlij annoyances—a clerk’s ill manners, or a blot of ink on a bill of lading, or the extravagance of a partner who overdraws his account, or the underselling by a business rival, or the ivhis|K'i ing o! husinesss confidences in the street, or the making of some lit tle bad debt which was against your judgment, just to please somebody else, it is not the panics that kill the merchants. Panics come only once in tint or twenty years, it is the constant din of these every day nnnoy ances which is sending so many of our best merchants into nervous dyspepsia and paraly sis and the grave. When our national com merce fell flat on its face, these men stood up and felt almost defiant; but their life is giving way non under the Sivann of these pestifer ous annoyances. Tho Lord selit the hornet. 1 have noticed in the history of some Os my congregation that llieir annoyances are mul tiplying, and that they have a hundred where they used to have ten. The naturalist bills ‘ us that a wasp sometimes has a family of : twenty thousand wasps, and it does seem as if every annoyance of your life bred a million. By the help of Goil to-day I want to show you the other side. The hornet is of no use? O, yes! The naturalists toll us they are very important in the world’s economy; they kill spiders and they clear | the atmosphere; and I really believe God j sends the annoyances of our life upon us to kill tho spiders ol the soul and to clear tho atmosphere of our skies. These annoy ances are sent on us, I think, to ivako us up from our lethargy. There is nothing that makes a man so lively as a nest of “yellow jackets,” and 1 think that these annoyances are intended to jxirsuade us of the fact that this is not a world for us to stop in. If we had a bed of everything that was attractive and soft and easy, what would we want of heaven? You liiink that the hollow tree sends the hornet , or you think the devil sends the hornet. 1 want to correct your opinion. The Lord sent the hornet. Then I also think these annoyances come upon us to culture our patience. In the gymnasium you find upright parallel bars— bars with holes over each other for pegs to be put in. Then the gymnast takes a peg in each hand and he begins to climb, one inch at a time, or two inches, and, getting his strength cultured, reaches after awhile the ceiling. And it seems to me that these annoy ances in life are a moral gymnasium, each worry a peg by which we are to climb higher and higher in Christian attainments. We all love to see patience, but it cannot be cultured in fair weather. It is a child of the storm. If you had everything desirable anil there was nothing more to get, what would you want with patience? Tho only lime to culture it is when you aro slan dered and cheated, and sick and half dead. "Oh,” you say, “if 1 only hml the cireum- I stances of some ivell-to-do man 1 would lie ' patient too.” You might as well say: “If it were not for this water I would swim;" or, I “I eoul l shoot this gun if it were not for tho I caps.” When you stand chin deep in annoy ! ances is the time for you to swim out toward the great headlands of I 'hristian attainment, and when your life is loaded to the muzzle | with repulsive annoyances—that is the time | to draw the trigger. Nothing but the furnace i will ever burn out of us the clinker and the ] slag. I have formed this theory in regard to | small annoyances and vexations. It takes j just so much trouble to fit us for usefulness and for heaven. The only question is, I whether we shall take it in the lmlk, or pul verized and granulated. Here is one man j who takes it in the bulk. His back is broken, or his eyesight put out, or some I other awful calamity befalls him; while the vast majority of people take the thing : piecemeal. Which way would you rather nave it? Os course in piecemeal. Better have five aching teeth than one broken jaw. Better ten fly-blisters than an amputation. Better twenty squalls than one cyclone. There may be a difference of opinion as to allopathy and homeopathy; but in this matter of trouble I like homeopathic doses small lie I lets of annoyance rather than some knock-down dose of calamity. Instead of the thunderbolt give us the hornet. I f you have a hank you would a great deal rather that fifty men should come in with checks less than a hundred dollars than to have two depositors come in the same day each want ing his ten thousand dollars. In this latter ease, you cough and look down at the floor and up at the ceiling Before you look into the safe. Now, my friends, would you not rather have these small drafts of annoyance on your hank of faith than some all staggering demand upon your endurance'? I want to make you so strong, that you will not surrender to small annoy ances. In the village of Hainelin, tradition I says, there was an invasion of rats, arid these I small creatures almost devoured the town and threatened the lives fit the population, ! and the story is that a piper came out one ; day and played a very sweet turn;, and all the vermin followed him—followed him to 1 the banks of the Weser, and then he blew a ! blast and they dropped in and disappeared forever. Os course this is a fable, but I wish [ could, on the sweet flute of the Gospel, draw forth all the nibbling and burrowing annoy ance of your life, and play them down into : depths forever. How many touches did the artist give to his picture of “Cotopaxi,” or his “Heart of the Andes?” I suppose about 50,- 000 touehes. I hear the canvas saying: “Why do you k«-p me trembling with . that pencil so long? why don’t you put it on j in one dash?” “No.” says the artist’ “I know how to make a painting: it will take fifty ’ thousand of these touches.” And I want you, my friends, to understand f hat it is these ten : thousand annoyances which, under God, are making up the picture of your life, to be hung at last in the galleries of heaven, fit for angels to look at. God knows how to make a picture. I go into a sculptor s studio, and see him shaping a statue. He has a chisel in one hand and a mallet in the other, and he gives a very gentle stroke —click, click, click! I say: “Why don’t you strike harder?” “Oh!” he replies, “that would shatter the statue I can't do it that way: I must do it this way.” So he works on. and after awhile the feat ures come out, and everybody that en ter; the studio is charmed and fascinated. Well, God has your soul under process of de velopment, and it is the little annoyances and vexations of life tliat are chiseling out your immortal nature It is click, click„click! I wonder why some great providence does not come, and with one stroke prepare you for ; heaven. Ah, no: God says that is not the way. And so he keeps on oy strokes of little vexations, until at last you shall be a glad spectacle for angels and for men. You know that a large fortune may be spent in small change, and a vast amount of moral “BUB DEO FACIO FORTITER-" character may go away in small depletion. It is the little troubles of life that are having j more etTis't upon you than great ones. A sivarm of locusts will kill a grain field sooner i than the incursion of three or four cattle. You say: “Since l lost my child, since l lost, tiiy property; I have l>een a different man.” | But you do not recognize tlte arehitee tore of little annoyances that, aro hewing,dig’ ging, cutting, shaping, splitting and in , terjoiniug your moral qualities. One tncifef j match may send destruction through a block | of storehouses. Catharine do Medicis got her death from smelling a poisonous ruse. Colum bus, bv stopping and asking for a piece of bread and a drink of water at a Franciscan convent, was Itsl to the discovery of a new world. And there is an intimate connection between trifles anil immensities, Between nothings and evnrythings. Now, be careful to let none of those annoy ances go through your soul unarraigned. Compel them to administer to your spiritual wealth. The scratch of a sixpenny-nail some times produces lock-jaw, and the clip of a most inlhiitesimal annoyance may damage yuw forever. l)n licit let ally annoyance or per plexity eonie across your soul without its making von bettor. Our National Government docs not thlnl it belittling to put a tax on pins, tuul a tax « buckles, and a tax on shoes. The individual taxes do not amount to much, but in tho ag gregato to millions and millions of dollars Anu I would have you, Oh Christian man put a high tariff on every annoyance and vexation that comes through your soul. Tht might not amount to much in single cases,bu in the aggregate it won Id lie a great revenue at spiritual strength and satisfaction. A bex can suck honey oven out of a nettle; and 0 you lmvc tho grace of God in your hoart,yotl can got sweetness out of that which would otherwise irritate and annoy. A returned missionary told me that ii company of ad venturers rowing up the Ganges were stuns to death hv flies that infest, that regioii ftl certain seasons. I have seen the oarth strewed with the carcasses of men slain by insect on noyancos. The only way to get prepared foi the great troubles rif life is to conquer flaw small troubles. Wlmt would you say of a soldier who refused to load his gun, or to g« into the conflict liecauso it was only a skir mish, saying: “I am not going to ex pend niy ammunition on a skirmish: wait until there comes a general engagement, and then you will se» how courageous I am, and what Battling 1 will do?” The General would say to such » man: “If you are not faithful in a skirmish, you would lie nothing in a general engage ment.” And I have to toll you, O Christian men, if you cannot apply tho principles ol Christ’s religion on a small scale, you will never ho able to apply thorn on a large scale. If I had my way with you 1 would have you posses; all possible worldly prosperity. I would have you each one a garden a river flowing through it, geraniums and shrubs on the sides, and the grass and flowers as iieauti till as though the rninlsiiv had fallen. I would have you a house, a splendid mansion, and the lied should lie covered with upholstery dipped in the setting sun. I would have every haR in your house set with statues and Statuettes, and then I would have tho four qua tors of the globe pour in all their luxuries on • ’ur tabte, and you should have forks of i’ll'' and knives of gold, inlaid with diamonds and amethysts. Then you should each one of you have the finest horses, and your pick of the equipages of the world. Then I would have you live a hundred and fifty years, and you should not have a pain or oeho until the last breath. “Not each one of us?” you say. Yes each ono of you. “Not, to your enemies?” Yes; the only difference I would make with ♦ hem would lie that I would put a lit tle extra gilt on their walls, and a little extra embroid ery on their slippers. But you say: “Why does not God give us all these things?” Ah! I bethink myself. He is wiser. It would make fools and sluggards of us if wo had our way. No man puts his best picture in the portico or vestibule of his house. God meant this world to lie only tho vestibule of heaven, that groat gallery of the universe toward which we are aspiring. We must not have it too good in this world, or we would want no heaven. I’olyearp was condemned to lie burnt to deat h. The stake was planted. Hewas fast ened to it. The faggots wore placed around liirn, the fires kindled, hut history tells us that the flames bent outward like the canvas of a ship in a stout Breeze, so that the flames, in stem! of destroying Polycarp, were only a wall between him and his enemies. They laid actually to destroy him with the poniard; the flames would not touch him. Well, my hearer, I want you to understand that by God’s grace the flames of trial, instead of eonsiun ing your soul, are only going to Iks a wail of defense, and a canopy of blessing. God is going to fulfill to you tho blowing and the promise, as He did to Folyearp. “ When thou walkest through the flro thou shalt not be burned." Now you do not understand; you shall know hereafter. In heaven you will bless God even for the hornet. Not t lie Same. Some of tht children whom the Fresh Air Fund sends to the country are less noted for their good manners than for their well-developed faculty of observa tion. A lady in the western part of New York State the wife of a minister on tertained a youngster from the Fourth Ward during his stay in the country. One evening after the “Fresh Air” boy had been with her about a week, the lady invited a number of people to tea. The guests had seated themselves at the table, and the blessing had been asked, when the member from the Fourth Ward picked up his shining Diver tea knife, eyed it keenly, and remarked: “We ain’t never had dese knives on before.” “Hush, James, ’’ said the hostess, blushing slightly. “Hush, me eye!” retorted James; “you can’t play no snide racket on me”—then, glancing around the table —“5 oti got 3ese silver knives jis because dese udder b okes is here to supper!” The mortified hostess was obliged to »dmit the truth of the statement, and the Fourth Warder ate his meal in dis gusted silence. —Drake • 'lrave.Uerx' Ma gazine. _ A loquacious little fellow who residei in this city rather unceremoniously re moved the veil from the secrecy thal surrounds the missives of St. Valentine The young gentleman who is credited with a regard for that little fellow i Bister, and whose regard is not unrecip | rocated, called the other evening, and, ! meeting the little boy, very naturally ! inquired: “Johnny, did you get a valentine ?” “No, I didn’t, and you wouldu’l either if Barah hadn t stolied the money out o’ my bank to buy one for you! Bottom Budget. MARCH :«), 1887. A PECULIAR AFFLICTION.! A CASE THAT NO DOCTOR SEEMS TO UNDERSTAND t\ Man xvbo to Apparently Healthy, hut has Peculiar Mental Sciisa tiotts— -Suffering Fifteen Near*. “1 wish yoii would make a” inquiry for mo through the columns of the Sou, said a stout, heulthy-looking man to a ren irter. The in pm or wits about .» feet 6 ‘inches high, weighed probably l.u pounds, and looked the picture of physical and mental comfort. ••Yes, l took healthy enough, sald “but the truth is that 1 have U°t ,| L '“ well a mo,i cut for fifteen years. 1 "<■ worst of it is that no doctor seem# '«■' understand tho case. There wak U, J 1 article in tho Son sotn; time :ig<> about strange mental disease, and ono of them, called neurophobia, where the victim had a horror of going pa- t certain places, seemed to be the nearest to my case I ever heard of, but it did not tit inc ex actly. I have tried allopathy, home opathy, water cure, mind cure, taitli cure, dieting, recreation, and no doctor ing at nil, but the result is always the same. It started with a general break down from intellectual overwork, with all its accompaniments of dyspepsia, nervous prostration, and tht* like. But now I sleep well, catlike a pig, have no dyspepsia, and can stand a good deal of mental and physical work, loss of sleep, etc., will out inconvenience. At tho same time I am in a continual stale of torment. “1 will be feeling good for a while, when all of a sudden there is a jemalion that something is goin , to happen. ’! hen I grow restless, frightened, and finally fall into a regular panic, just, as one would if he were in a front scat in a the atre and somebody should cry tire and the audience start to rush out. This merges into a sort of spasm of the stomach, a. compunied By a dimness ol vision, a quaking of the knees, complete physical prostration, trembling, palpitation ol the heart, deafness, and a complete col lapse. The only thing that will stop it i is a tremendous effort of tho will to throw it off, but in many cases the will itself appears to be weak and sick, and not within my control. Opium, cocaine, bromide of pota.sium, valerian, ignatia, j and liqrrors have been tried for relief. The quickest is liquor, the stimulus of which overcomes temporarily the attack, but in an hour there is a reacting de pression that catt only be overcome by sleep. • pirtm seems to be a specific also, but its action is less rapid, and for fear of the habit growing I uo not like to take that. “Another peculiar phase of the trouble is a monomania against going far away from home and in certain places, wherein it is like the disease called neurophobia by the one who wrote up the Sun article some tune ago. I cannot go to New York without some strong person with ino to take care of me. I never want any care, but it- appears as if I had not tho confidence in my ability to take care of myself. I cannot walk through the streets of a city alone on (lag stones or brick pavements. The symptoms are tho same day or night. But, strange to say, as soon as I reach tiro country, where there are broad fields and no side walks, I am as brave as anyone and have no unpleasant symptoms, and have equal self-reliance and confidence day or night. If I persist, making up my mind to tight the feeling down, as soon as I get a few block distant from hoiiso or oliicc, the panics come on and I seek to fly anywhere, anywhere out of myself for relief. An | other singular feature of the disease is i that while I cannot go awav anywhere j alone where I have to walk, 1 can go on j wheels. If I h ive a hack to the cars and j step from the cars to another hack, I ! have none of these unpleasant symptoms. J This feature is of recent origin. For ! merly I could not go away alone even on wheels. Riding on the cars is restful | to rriy nerves. A ride of fifty miles will make me quite myself again, but a rail | on a steamboat has a contrary effect. One of the most horrible experiences is to go out in a small boat fishing, for fear of obeying an impulse to jump overboard. This is not from fear, through unfamil i jarity, for I was almost brought up in a \ rowboat. “Theinability to walk around town in terferes greatly with busines-. it being 1 sometimes necessary to get a hack to go a distance of two block*-. On some ! days the nervousness is worse than on ; others. At times lam afraid to get into I a barber’s chair. Ido not know what I an: afraid of. I cannot fathom it, but I am terror-stricken. lam not physically a coward. I could look into the muzzle \ of a cocked pistol without flinching (arid I have, often felt tempted to look into one with my own finger on the trigger;, but I am at raid of some intan j gible thing or state of things that I can not describe, because I do not know what they are. “I have, as I said before, tried all j sorts of doctors and all sorts of remedies in vain. I have spirit, a fortune to re cover my health, and am still almost where I started. In the course of ray experience I have met several persons somewhat similarly afflicted. The sufferer added that lie was regu lar in his habits, did not smoke or chew, used no coffee, ate only plain, substan tial foods, and only touched liquor as a j remedial agent to relieve the horrible attack. —A ’em York Son. The eider duck, like most arctic species, is common to both hemispheres. It breeds in great numbers in Labrador. In Ice'and the down of the eider duck is so valuable that the rest ng places are carefully guarded and the eggs and d eks are not destroyed. An ounce of down from a nest is considered a good produc tion. VOL 11. NO. i. A MIRROR. Llfo’* protty much what we make ft, It’s only a looking glass true, And reflects back shadow for shadow. The very image of you. The good deeds will always be smiling, The bad will look vicious and vile, he face you behold in the mirror Is only yourself all the while. And the longer the shadow's reflected. The deeper the impress will be. shows for good or for evil, As it sends back the featsires you see. You're only to take the world easy, Mingle alone with the good to be had. And the face you see in the mirror Will always lie happy and glad. Norn F Biggin. IU MOR OF THE HAY. The ragman’* bW'inesa is picking up. It only takes half a 2>og to make ita forequarters. — UoodafVe If tlie barber stands at the head of his profession, the chiropodist Btn " dß at the foot of his profession. — Carl l retxel. “Where is the ideal wife?” asks a prominent lecturer. In the cellar B P“*' ting kindling,most likely.— PMtadelphv* Call. The man who Was born with a silver spoon in his mouth is now looking about for something to eat with the spoon. Lowell Gitwen. If nny dime museum wants to coin money it should exhibit a wife who can make as good pics as mother used to. New Horen News. Only one thing is needed to make the toboggan an enormous success, and that is, a [iatent arrangement that will eauaa it to gravitate up hill. — Life. Ham Jones refused to address a gather ing of newspaper men at lloston. Hu work appears to bo exclusively among the sinners.— Pittsburg Gimmick. Why women kiss each other is An undetermined qi.estion, Unless the dai lings would by this (live man a sweet suggestion. — SiJ lings. There are two things in the world that I can't understand; one is, that you catch a cold without trying; that if you let it run on, it stays witii you, and if you stop it, it goes away. Burdette. Henry Ward Beecher says money is not necessary to happiness. Os course not. Neither is lemon juice necessary to a raw oyster, but it. adds mightily to its succu lence. — Baltimore Amiri on. As life is,Lull of ups and downs, this thought * * >Mint ■ oinfort all: Who’reon the ladder’s lowest rung: they ve not Got far to fall. Host on Courier. “There is no business in the world,” says the Bulletin , “which can be carried on successfully in the faceof a loss of 50 percent.” How about driving a water cart, old man ? Son Frunruco News Ijtb ter. In the opinion of scientists there will come a period when the eartli will cease to revolve on its axis. To the man, how ever, who, on going home at night, has to wait for an opportunity to catch his bed as it passes him, it will continue to go round. — New York Newt. Canvasbnek Ducks. Though many per.-ons annually enjoy the sport of shooting < anvnaback ducks, the joy of Maryland sportsmen and the pride of Baltimore epicures, few have probably tho ight of the summer house* of the ducks, wbe;c the vacancies in their numbers < aimed by the industry of winter fowlers are Idled by young birds. The ducks are found along the Atlantio coast as far north as Canada. but they migrate iq, the g,cutest numbers in the fall to the Chesapeake Bay and its trib utaries, where they find their favorite food, the valuncnaor wild celery, a fresh water plant, whose roots they feed u on, and which gives them the juiciness and peculiar flavor which distinguishes them from other duck - and atones for their comparative lack of bright plumage. They follow winter down the Atlantio coast and remain in the Chesapeake waters during the winter months. \V lien the spring opening occurs I hey wing their way aero - the country in a north westward direction and spend the sum mer months breeding and raising their young in the neighborhood of the cool waters of the I pper Hocky Mountain system and in the far north of the fiftieth degree north latitude. I here alone can their eggs be obtained. A well known restaurateur of this city conceived the idea of raising i anva«back duc ks in Bal timore. He procured two crippled bird* a male and female —but his experi ments were unsuccessful, as the bird pined for the cool air of the British American forests.— Baltimore Sun. Gunning for Sea Lions. William Arnold lias been gunning for sea lions of late at Tillamook, and with good success, having already 216. The bodies of the e huge beasts blown ashore lined the beach for miles. While other* have been writing letter abo .t fish wheels, traps, and pound-nets, Mr. Ar nold has taken his little gun and done good, practical work for the preservation of our salmom interests and salmon nets. The sea lion was doubtless created for some useful purpose, probably to prevent salmon from becoming too numerous. Vast numbers of them congregate at Tillamook rock and at Seal rocks, a few miles south and near the shore, where they live at their ease and prey upon the shoals of salmon entering the Columbia. It is estimated that half the salmon which come into the Columbia in the early part of the season are captured by sea lions, which also damages nets to the amount of ten thousands of dollars— Portland Oregonian.