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morning somewhere in the
its rnimon, so Fate* shafts a
There is always sorrow, sorrow in the world.
Kvsn as the morning gleams with light im-
There is gladness always, always in the
world.
. —Lavra Rosamond White.
A Bed Mountain Bomance.
One April morning, while the s
shining aown in Silver City, Selei
her father cam* slowly into town.
s sun was
^ Seleni and
r came slowly into town. There
was snow still in the mountains—many
feet of snow—but it had melted in the
valley, and the wooden pavements of the
little mining camp were as dry as though
it were July. Ovyr in Hallelujah Gulch
a great strike had been made, and num
bers of prospectors thronged the streets,
snd stood in groups at every corner. One
rough miner turned and looked after Se-
lem and her father snd the old hand-
orgsn.
“This ’ore’s a city now, boys l” he
cried.' “Look at the organ-grinder come
to town.”
“Give us a tunc, old maul” called out
a second miner.
“Let him alone, boys,” said a third.
“Don’t you see he’s blind?”
Seleni led her father down the narrow
street and piloted him safely through the
noisy crowd. As she turned a corner she
spied an unpretending restaurant. “Din-
looked after hiss he 'SBPTEe bouquet a
toss, and it fell En the muddy street, only
to be crushed the next instant fay the
wheels cifw passing wagon.
“ ITaia’t there enough money y«st"
asked her father, touching her arm.
“Yes, dad,” she answered. “Well
go and git some supper, and then we'll
find n nluv> tn xli*n ”
place to sleep.'
The little parlor of Mrs. Murphy’s lodg
ing-house was crowded with miners that
evening. Seleni left her father seated
the front door. She was so used to sn
outdoor life, that she felt suffocated in a
small, close room.
Some one sat on the lower step, with
l.'s head in his hands. He loosed np
and saw Seleni, as she stood hesitatingly
in the doorway,
“Don’t be afeard,” he said, kindly.
It was the young man who had bought
the flowers.
Seleni sank down on the steps, and
drew her old blanket shawl still closer
around her.
“It’s cold out here,” said the young
man. “Mebbie yop'd better go in.”
“I h’aint cold,” answered Seleni. “I’m
most always outdoors.”
“Where’d you say you found the
posies ?” he asked, suddenly raising his
r fifty cents,” the sign’ read, and she
paused Ix-fore the oix-n door.
“We’ll go iu anu git some dinner,
dad. I’m fearful hungry.”
“A young lady throwed ’em out. She
had yeller hair. It was a house with
white curtains at the winders. I didn’t
set no price on the flowers,” she added,
hastily. You needn’t have paid so much
for ’em.”
“I hain’t complainin’ of the price,”
said the young fellow. “They cost me a
pile to begin with.”
“Did* you give ’em to herf asked
Seleni, curiously.
“Yes,” he answered, shortly; “more
fool, tool”
“They were faded,” remarked Seleni,
consolingly.
“Yes,” he said, bitterly. “She’d had
’em twelve hours.”
His head dropped on his hunds again.
“I wouldn’t care,” said Seleni, softly.
e of the small ; The young man glanced at her. SeleniV
She led her fall:
tables, and lie slipped the organ from j eyes were soft wiTh sympathy; she looked
his back. Then she drew an old ban- ! so fair in the moonlight,
dana handkerchief from her t pocket and “How old be you?” he asked abruptly,
untied one corner. A few ten-oent j ’ “Seventeen,” she replied, wonder-
pieces and a little roll of nickels dropped : ingly.
out on the tabic. 1 “And you travel around with your
“Got enough, Seleni?” asked her j father?”
father, anxiously. Ilis quick ear bad “Yes,” said Seleni. “Dad likes to
caught the click of the
“Lots,” said Seleni, shortly.
She hastily tied up the money, and
goin<? to the counter, ordered dinner for
her father, and for herself—a bowl of
mu'li and milk.
starved,” said the
s he ate his roast
“H’uin’t the meat
iswered Seleni,
travel. He won’t let
she replied, proudly,
reckons he can support i
“Can you write?” looking eagerly into
her pretty face.
“I was pretty neat
old organ-grimier,
beef With a relish,
good, Seleni? "
“Bet your life!’’
calmly, taking a sip of milk.
“And the tonmts and the rice pmldin’ ?”
“Yes, dad. Don’t stop to talk.”
Seleni soon finished her own simple
dinner, and leaned bock in the .stiff
wooden ( hair. Two miners near looked j They were alone'in the little kitchen
up admiringly. Seleni s eyes were large i that was scarcely more than a shed, and
i had been those of her the girl seated herself at the pine table,
Considerable,” answered Seleni.
was to public school once.”
“Ih’ain’t get no education,” said the
young man, sadly; “and I want, to get a
letter writ.”
‘Til do it,” offered Seleni, eagerly.
“Will you, now?” and the young fel
low sprang up. “Come on into the
kitchen. “There’s never nobody there.
In a few minutes he had brought
Seleni a sheet of paper and pen and ink.
and black
Italian mother—who had died when she
was born. Heavy braids of bluc-black
hair were wound around her head, and
her cheeks and lips were crimson. Her
old straw hat was tied down with a
faded rihlHHi; her dark-blue dress was
stained and shabby. Slie work a blanket-
shawl around her slender shoulders.
“We’ve had a splendid dinner, h’aiu’t
wc?” said her father,' rising and taking
the organ on liis back.
# Seleni paid the restaurant keeper and
tied up the few nickels that remained.
Then she took her father’s arm and led
him to the corner of the street.
“We’ll stop and play here, dad.”
Her father patient.y began to turn the
crank of the old organ. Seleni stood be
side him nud eagerly snnned the faces of
the passers-by. So few seemed to tlifnk
the music worth paying for. A lady gave
Seleni a ten-cent piece, and a miner care
lessly tossed a quarter toward them. But
their supper and a night’s lodging were
to be paid for, and so few nickels were
left in the bandana handkerchief.
It grew late at last. The oTgan
“Begin ‘Darlia’ Lizzie,’ ” said the
young man, leaning anxiously
shoulder.
In a cramped hand, and very slowly,
Seleni wrote: “DarlingLizzie.”
“Tell her I love her!” he burst out.
“Tell her Tm goin’ over to Red Moun
tain to-morrow, but she can write to me.
Jim Conroy’ll read me her letter. She
needn’t say nothin’ but Yes or No. Got
it all down?”
“Pretty near,” said Seleni. “You
told me such an awful lot.” She was
handling the pen awkardly.
A bright color had come to the young
•Don’t you know I love you best? No
bod y^can’t. take your place now I”—Nina
On Picket
On one of the tours of picket duty dur-
1 — the month of July, 1864, says a
in the Veteran*' Advocate, we are
on post on the left of the armv, near
what is known as the “Gurley 'Farm,”
and I am sergeant of one of the reliefs.
My line extends for a couple of miles or
so, and in the centre is the Gurley man
sion, situated on a road which runs
across the lines. The enemy’s lines is
just insight in the edge of the woods in
our front, say seventy-five yards away.
While my relief is on duty I remain for
the most of the time near this house,
occasionally riding along the line to see
how matters are. The first day, a man
from the enemy’s piokets comes along
the road a short distance in front of their
line and waves a paper. I understand
this to mean that he wants to exchange
papers, but I have nothing in the news
paper line except a copy of the Fr
EXQUISITE EELS.
Broiled Eels Brought to Table in
Lacquered Boxes—A Visit
to a Japanese Restau
rant Kitchen.
In a letter from Japan to the San Fran
cisco Chronicle, the writer describes a
visit to 4 Japanese restaurant —owned by
one Marold—in company with a young
Japanese student who had been educated
at Harvard. The object of the visit was
to partake of a dish of unagi, or broiled
eels, a Japanese dainty. We quote from
the letter as follows:
“Are the eels good to-day?” patroniz
ingly inquired my friend of the proprie
tor. “I have heard that their flavor is not
quite what it used to be. Do you pro
cure them from the city canals, or are
they from the Sumida river?” The pro
asarwymy- t M T"° f' ,r ' praor Wrf, ,he„ V;itch,d the‘left
ssix r ncrof r “ a of
not supposing he will eve for this, and -’“KJ.To di .l“?or“f momeot
SiSgSl&g** ‘° ™ ramu - ' imagine I,hluid offer canal-bred eels to
sssstarss vsisls. 2=
and remains there, and
post wishes
- know that I have a high reputation and
down" 8 and huy-nothing but the most beautiful eels
that come from the Sumida. Remember-
;tt that sort of exchange, but
eludes to swap, and sends me a Pet'
„ „ . _ fish you ever saw. Would you like to
hnrommif J?’ ‘ \ come into the kitchen and inspect them?”
O ,°* C "Hai,” gently added his wife, who had
mannerthat I feetthat'hecan be triTstcd. ’a
We have pleasant communication with 1 „ " * b ‘ r0 50Ble CP ' 3 flt f ° r *
each other the next day, during which I , . .
learn thatthe Ninth Virginia Sad Fifth 1 hut do you My! inquired nay Corn-
North Carolina regiments are on picket .“Would you like to visit the
duty in our front. (Wetnoet that^forth culinary department! _
Carolina regiment many times in the , Hot until I have dined,
Carolina regiment many times in the . unt d 1 have dined,” I answered,
field and on picket, and come to be suspiciously at the faint odor of
almost like old friends, although foes.)* pmkled radish that issued from a rear de-
The third morning, as my mon arc being partment. The waitress quickly appeared
relieved, there are sounds of rapid firing «‘<h some trays containing square, black,
on the right of my line. The next relief lacquered boxes, bearing the signs of the
has just gone np the line and some ' of house and a number. Placing one be-
my men have been relieved. Myself and ,orc '»<*<■* us, she remov ed the tightly-
othersareenjovingagood hearty mom- fitting, lida and revealed tho contents,
ing wash at the pump in front of the which were sections of nicely-browned,
house, while some of my men are in the broiled, split eels, skewered together,
house taking a bath. We get ourselves that ? ave out.a most appetizing odor,
together as quickly as possible and ride The S> rl smlle “ as she watched my looks,
up there, but the tiring lasts only a mo- replenishing my saucer, placed it
together as quickly
up there, but the fij o
ment, and all is quiet” long before we near >ne, murmuring:
arrive. I find an attack has been made “I.think you will find the unagi very
ptured^ Tom Moore's horse shot, and !. 1 too >' my chopsticks in niv right hand,
others of my line driven in, and then the mserted the joints in.the fish, broke off
enemy had fallen back. I am pretty ! * morsel and ate. Ye gods! It was
mad—mad clear through. I cannot help dehc , lous! r,ch > tender, delicately fla-
feeliqg that I am some to blame—that, j vored and boneless! I drew my box
perhaps iny friendly relations with the toward me, noddei approvingly at the
Confederate picket have caused me to be attendant, and enjoyed the delectable
less careful—that he has lulled me into a f ° od * , The failing girl brought in box
feeling of security purposely that the at- “ter box, the contents of each being
tack may be better made, although there ° 1 . ce . r t” a “ the last. I have partaken of
is no reason for thus thinking. Iam not fned oysters at home, broiled fish in all
happy a bit that forenoon, and am pretty ! countries and the delicacies of every
ugly the next time my relief gets on post, clime, but have nevermore thoroughly
Hardly are my men posted, when out I enjoyed any dish than I did those eels,
comes my Confederate friend, waving a At Iaat 1 ** ld do ™ m y chopsticks, and,
paper and motioning for me to come glancing at my friend exclaimed: _
down. I think this the height of cheek, ; we 1 ro rl S“* m saying that this is
and am strongly tempted to order my a dish for the gods. We ought to intro-
picket to shoot at him, but that won’t j duce ll at home.” The waitress bowed
do, and seeing him more than usually I H* acknowledgement of my praise, and
anxious, I let the picket go to meet him. inquired if we would like to eat r r ' m “
When he comes back he brings me a nice
cheeks. HLs hair was light, al
most golden, just the color of the young
lady’s. Seleni thought. She glanced
down at the letter. Would Darling
Yes,
“Got done?” said her new friend. “I’ll
take it over to the postofiice. ”
He scaled the envelope carefully and
mt it tenderly in his pocket. Then he
grinder had played through all his tunes.
“You’re treed, dad,” said Seleni, os her
field out his bronzed hand.
“Good-bye. I’m much obliged to you.
*n I
If I don’t never s<
fl, dad,” said Seleni, i
father {mused. “We’ll go and find s
place to sleep.”
“Wc don’t want no supper, do we,
Seleni? We had such a hearty dinner.”
“Yes, dad," said Seleni, faintly.
man. “It i
Seleni, looking anxiously into his face.
“Not a mite,” answered her father,
cheerfully, “s’pose I play a little longer.
Tain’t dark yet, is it? Let’s walk along.”
They turned a comer and found them
selves on a side street in a quiet neigh
borhood. There were lace curtains at
the windows of some of the small cabins.
An opeu door gave a glimpse of a
bright Brussels carpet. Suddenly a
young girl appeared at a window, and
raising the sash, carelessly tossed into the
street a half-withered bouquet of hot
house flowers.
Seleni quickly glanced up at the lady,
who was young and had fair hair. This
much she remembered always.
The bouquet rolled to tho young girl’s
feet, then stopped. She stooped and
picked up the flowers. They were only
a little faded; some of the roses were
quite fresh and fragrant. It must have
been a beautiful bouquet once. Why
did the young lady tnrow it away so
soon?
It grew toward seven o’clock. Seleni
and her father had paused before a large
hotel. The piazza in front was crowded
with men. Some of them gazed at the
girl who stood so patiently beside the old
organ. Her hat slipped back and her
black hair lay in rings on her smooth,
white forehead. Seleni did not knowhow
pretty she was and why the men stared
at her so. She knew that she was tired
and hungry. She wished some one would
toss them some money.
A young man came down the hotel
steps. He wore a blue fl innel shirt, and
his coat was quite as shabby as the one
Selcni’s father wore. He stood in front
of the organ, with his hands in. his
pockets. For a few moments he did not
r tk, but seemed to be listening to
music. Then his eyes fell on the
flowers.
“Where’d you git ’em!” he said, sud
denly.
“Found ’em,” answered, Seleni, quite
as shortly.
He came a step nearer and held out his
hand. v _ *
“Let me sec ’em.”
But Seleni drew back hastily.
“Pay for ’em first. I’ll sell ’em cheap.’
He thrust Ids hand still deeper into his
pocket, then tossed a silver dollar on top
. of the old organ. Then he took the
flowers, and studied them intently as he
turned the bouquet around.
“Tell me where you got ’em,” he
asked, pleadingly.
“Found ’em,” Seleni said again. “A
lady throwed ’em out the winder.”
Tho young man raid something under
his breath, the turned and walked away.
Beleni had seen the color come to his
jface and a hurt look in his eyes. As she
The next April Seleni and her father
found themselves once more crossing Red
Mountain on their way to Silver City.
Seleni had grown a little taller, but she
looked much the same. Her dress was
still shabby, and a forlorn felt hat re
placed the old black straw. But her lips
and chcek9 were crimson with exercise
and health. As they came into view of
the town they passed a group of miners
who were out prospecting. One of them
shaded his eyes with his. hands, and
looked long at Seleni.
“Give us a tunel” he called out to the
organ-grinder, and the old raau obedi
ently set down his organ and began to
1 again I wish you
good luck.
As he passed Seleni’s chair a silver dol
lar dropped into her lap.
little note from the Confederate, express-j “Yes,” nodded my companion. “
iuji his sorrow for what occurred in the ! think I could empty a bowl or two.
morning, and fc saying his command had j Away went the girlj who, after a brief
none of it, but that the regiment on their j delay, returned bearing a large tray on
left, which was opposite my line, had ; which was a covered wooden tub, con-
been relieved the night before by a Texas ! taininghot rice, two lacquered bowls,
regiment that knew nothing about picket 1 a teapot and some tiny cups,
duty, and they had made the attack, j I contrived to eat one portion of the
Confluence is restored, and I feel better ; delicious, well-cooked cereal, then
uatured toward him, but I don’t get lighted my pipe and watched my friend,
Forest Influence on Climate.
In a paper read before the Royal Me
teorological society of Loudon, Dr. Woe-
ikof stated that the first step toward a
scientific investigation of the influence of
forests upon climate was taken by the
establishment of the Bavarian forest me-
j teorological stations. This example was
followed by Germany, France. Switzer
land, Italy, and other countries. In
general it hovbeen found that during the
wanner season the air and earth temper
atures are lower in the forests than in
•ighboring woodless places; that their
variations arc less, and that the relative
humidity is greater. A discussion of
this question shows that in the western
portions of the old world extensive for
ests materially iuflucnce the temperature
of neighboring localities, and that the
normal increase of temperature from the
Atlantic ocean toward the interior of the
continent is not only interrupted by
their agency, but they cause the summer
turn the crank.
toward Seleni and held out his ham
The girl knew him at a glance, and her
black eyes grew bright with pleasure.
“I didn't get no answer,” he whis
pered.
Seleni looked sorry; then a curious
gladness came to her eyes.
“H’ain’t you seen her?” she asked.
“No,” answered the young man; “she
don’t live here no more.”
“I’m sorry,” said the girl; I writ it
plain.
“Twasn’t your fault.”
Then he looked at her admiringly.
“S’poae I come to see you to-night?”
The old organ-grinder took up his
burden again, and as they moved away,
Seleni smiled over her shoulder at the
young man with fair hair who looked
after her as he leaned lightly on his pick.
A month later a priest at Silver City
married them.
Seleni was very happy in her new home.
There were no lace curtains at the cabin-
windows, for her husband was but a poor
to be cooler iu regions situated further
the interior than those nearer the sea.
Hence, forests exert an influence on cli
mate, which does not cease at their bor
ders, but is felt over a greater
[er father still played the old organ, but
he kept near home that Seleni might see
him as she glanced up from her work.
One evening, during the winter, Sele-
’s husband came home, and as he seated
himself by the stove, drew a yellow
velope from Ins pocT
ch 1
and worn by much handling, and bore
numerous post-marks.
“What U iti” nalre;
district, according to the size, kind, and
positions of the forests. It follows from
this that man may considerably affect the
climate by cleariug forests in one place
and plautiug others in another.
i used i
A Maverick.
The word “Maverick” i
cattle ranges of the West to designate
unbranded and hence ownerless animal.
The San Francisco Materiel, gives this
as the origin of the word:
A few years since Sam Maverick went
from Massachusetts to Texas, where he
entered largely into stock business. After
had his bowl refilled a dozen times,
and moistened his food by saturating it
with tea.
“How do you contrive to render the
skins of the fish so tender?” I asked the
girl.
“I do not know,” she answered, glanc
ing timidly at the mats. “The cooks
never permit us to learn their secrets. If
you like to visit the kitchen they will
doubt explain everything to you.”
“Now for tho bill,” said my compan
inn. refilling his nine. “Altowthfir vnn
, refilling his pipe. “Altogether, you
have given us a very tolerable meal.” In
a few moments she came back, carrying
a small scoop-like tray, in which was
placed a slip of paper containing a reck
oning. This she pushed along the mat
toward him; and then bowed and re
mained with her face close to the floor,
while he minutely scrutinized the docu
ment. Taking his purse from his sleeve
he dropped some paper money into the
tray, and remarked In a low tbne
“You may keep the change” (10 cents).
His munificence almost overpowered the
waitress, who bowed repeatedly, and
gratefully murmured: ‘ ‘Your generosity
resembles that of a foreigner. Any one
can. see that you have traveled.” After
we had smoked awhile he asked whether
I would like to visit the kitchen, and
my
replying in the affirmative, summoned
i landlady,
of the broilers. My opi *ion Is that the
fish had simply been plunged into boil-
water to make the skins tender,
re advanced to a range and saw a
cook skewering the pieces of eel on long
bamboo splints. Then he placed them
on the roas over the glowing coals, and
when one side was browned, dexterously
picked them up with a pair of iron chop
sticks and turned them. After they
were thoroughly cooked he seized the
fish with the same instrument and plunged
it into a vessel containing old shoyu,
which was thick and dark as molasses.
The steaming unagi was then drained,
placed in a lacquer box, and sent up
stairs to the customer.
DREAMERS*
True, they are fools who idjyll*®!
Of unborn years;
When time for each holds back sosi*
Of unshed tears.
They love to picture sunny shir*
And happy hours—
The earth a second Paradise
Of lorely flowers.
When sunbeams are but transient gnoc's.
Joy dies in gloom;
And all the plants on nature's breast, j
Soon lose their bloom. \
. Talking a few days ago with one of our most
distinguished surgeons, one of our writers said
to him:
“Doctor, what’s the matter with our people
nowadays. It seems to me that half the peo*
pie I meet have their livers out of order.”
“Your estimate is a very light one.” said the
i doctor. “Probably 75 per -cent, of the people
; have liven which are not doing their work
, fully and profierly. You osn see It for your-
j self on various degrees of signs on the skin a
j in the eyes. Notice It, all the
onghly jaundiced victim
l the alightly-pimpled face of the young
, whose waist Is too **-» *’ *
Imitating Foreign Cheese.
‘If things keep on as they are,” said a
leading cheese merchant to a New York
Mail and Express reporter,
not be any necessity for importing any
foreign cheese. American ingenuity is
rapidily solving the cheese problem. We
already produce a domestic Swiss cheese
which I consider fully equal to the *
Each hut a palace, and each maid
An angel fair;
When angels prone to change or fade \
Are very rare. \
there ~wiU j The - V dream of wealth while at the gatis
tightly lsced, and who is
, crowding her liver into such narrow quarters
j that it has not half a chance to work."
“What is the most general cause of what we
iplalntJ" .
r eminent modi-
i call liver complaint?”
! “The causes,” responded c
J cal friend, “are as many as the diversities of
the disorder. Prominent among them you may
Of want's domain.
And o'er broad mythical estates
Hold kingly reign.
ported article, although the latter brings j Are happier far
five cents more in price. The imports- ; 1 ““ th<x» who julge, with pride supreme,
tion of Limburger cheese is now very Things as fliey are.
I and ventilation, and irregularity in eating,
i The liver is a wonderful organ. It has to do
! its work In the dark. No process of surgery
can reach it while in the living body. All the
! blood must pass rapidly through it to be
i cleansed of impurities. There are great tubes
: and small ones in the liver- some so exceed*
I ingly small that they cannot be seen except
• with the microscope. If any of these become
clogged, there are at once some imperfections
j in the grand system of filtration. When the
! liver is out of order, the bile goos astray and
wanders into the circulat:nn. and tells its tale
of mischief in the yellow tinge it i^ivee the
Limburger cheese is now very
smaW. Still the importation of foreign
cheese into this county last year amounted
to over $950,000. The principal foreign
cheese are the Stilton, C heddar, Cheshire
and Gloucester cheese from England ;
Gray ere from Switzerland; Roquefort,
Camembert, Pout l’Eveque, Fromage de
Brie and Neufchattel, from France, Edam deal,
cheese from Holland; Pur mesa, fromagio 1 ^
Romans and Caccio Cavallo Napoli, from ( n
—Frank IF. Let.
4
I skin. The healthy skin is rwy a
PITH AW POINT.
, The skin which has lost it:
as if it had been tann
: tells its story of disordi
a say thai
y hue, and looks
had been tanned or was going to be,
nd corrupted
surgical opera-
The bald-headed
The proper wood for card tables
farmer wants :s the earth.—Lore
Italy. Stilton cheese is in the' shape of
a cylinder, ten inches in height and eight
inches in diameter. It is worth forty-five
cents per pound wholesale. Cheddar is
similar to factory cheese in appearance,
and is worth thirty-two cents. Both
Cheddar and Gloucester are flat cheeses,
and are worth twenty-eight cents. The
genuine Gruyere cheese comes from
Switzerland, although an inferior article
made in France. The Swiss Gruyere
cheese measures three feet across. Four
cheeses, weighing about 150 pounds, are
i tub for exportation. Swiss
worth twenty-five cents per
packed
Gruyere
pound.
Roquefort cheese is made from the
milk of goats, ripened in limestone caves.
Each cheese weighs five pounds and is
worth thirty-five cents per pound. An
old French gentleman; residing on
Staten Island, owns a large herd of 1 of the Philadelpii
How to make a howling ;well—Stick a
pin into him.— Call.
The autocrat of the breul fart table
The buckwheat cake. •
A prize fighter is always willing to take
his pay by the pound.—\Bo»ton budget.
Talk about women \beinfl flighty
Look at bank cashiers.—Burlington Free
Press.
Something highly prized yet always
given away—A bride—Hof Springs
blood,
“But. doctor, yc
tion can reach the liver. What is to be done
1 | witli the 75 livers out of UW which ■ you say are
never sava live disordered?”
neve says »> . “My dear sir, happily wc do not need sur
gery for this organ. Then; Is a better and
easier way of reaching lh« difficulty. You
want to enrich the enfeebled and corrupted
blood, and for that you need Iron. You wont
to administer a tonic to tho system and invig
orate the liver, so to renew its diligence in the
work of sifting the impurities out of the blood.
Of course, you know tliat t here are all sorts of
preparations which claim to do this work.
But be careful what you use. There is a capi
tal iron preparation which is made i n Balti
more. and is the best I ki
work without producing i
ache. The trouble with
parations is tliat, they do
" ” .fsr
tarv article. But I „ _
ticle is “Brown’s Iroa Bltt
“Why. that’s the great popular
the people are all talking about.”
“And well may they talk about it. for it is
good thing.” wild the doctor.
. doMIts
istipatlon orhead-
»tot the ironpre-
Isehief in these dl*
i professional man
ng of any proprle-
>ntlqn that this ar-
nic that
. Meu are most likely to rave about a
woman’s hair when it is found in the but
ter.—Lowell Citizen.
It’s a Harlem girl who is culled “earth
quake,” because the shook so many young
—New Yorl News.
“Scatter your ashes,” says the editor
the Philadelphia Herald.. 'Never, sir
goats and makes a very fair article of —never while life remains.— Judge.
The Mjiterj Of Apoplexy.
Apoplexy ia unfrequent before the
ind of middle life, because up to that
lime the cerebral vessels usually retain
their integrity, but there is no way in
which it is possible to predict the oc
currence of apoplexy in a person who
W°nf k"w^nrth mlitc a * “ Thc battlc is not alwa yk to the | has never had a seizure. A person
number of dealers aud is worth quite a ; strong| » said thc judge ^ he awarded ' *
i St. Paid Herald.
fortune made
Camembert cheese is imported in
of five dozen pieces and wholesales at A „
$3.50 per W Pout FEveque is worth j
$3 per dozen and fromage de Brie $1.50 j And the size of thc lie of the champion liar
per piece. Neufchatel, a species of pot- Doesn’t hinge on the size of his njiouth.
cheese, is worth ten cents per portion, j —The Hatchet.
Limburger made here is worth twelve j Notwithstanding the wide ipublicity
cents per pound and Munster cheese given to thc item that in Italy poets live
twenty cents. The bright red Edam ■ to the age of ninety, the - poet) largely
cheese from Holland, as round as a can- lingers in this tempestuous climp. Poets
non ball and almost as hard, is worth are peculiar.—Call.
$10 a case of a dozen loaves. Parmesan j n japan, when a girl wants a husband,
cheese, almost exclusively used in the s hc sets her flower-pot on the {window-
preparation of macaroni, comes from sin. When it falls on the hea!
Italy in tubs containing five loaves, and eligible young man, she is f
is worth twenty-eight cents per pound, mash.—Boston Transcript.
The favorite cheese of the Italians is the From trifles our plea siires in life ol
caceio cavallo or horse-head cheese, The smallest thing happiness —
who has once bad a stroke is more
likely to have another than a person
of the same age who has never had
one. But the occurrence of one seiz
ure does not necessarily Imply a speedy
recurrence of the trouble, nor, Indeed,
any recurrence at all.
The individual may live to old age
without having another attack, and
finally die of some trouble wholly un-
onnected with the tendency to apo
plexy. But notwithstanding this pos
tc> make a | sible exemption, it ia proper and im
portant that the person should pre-
hispring* | 8erV e as closely as possible a temper-
C
which is shipped to this country from And many a man feels as proud os a king ate mode of life; avoiding excesses of
Naples, and retails at thirty cents. It is In a pat of emhroMered smpeadera all kinds, and odherinq as faithfully as
aU*these U varieties*’foreign Cheese* can Boston girls now carry red silk urn- possible to that golden mean, which
be successfully reproduced here iu our breUas with Elver handles. Thel will is the exponent of the laws of whole- _
own dairies , he just the things for Smmer sounlerihg living. Mental ex.^ment a* >a
through male cattle pastures the coming ..
season when city people take to the ] 8 rea ^* bodily exertion. tnuaAjje avoided,
A Horse’s Intelligence.
A horse which had been in possession
of the Peters family, in Bushkill, Penn.,
for twenty years, and,which was famous
for the almost human intelligence he fre-
^t£Stcwyc,S1f r ^ C ^
he had been permitted to run at liberty, , £ ^
but was freqently hitched up to haul the j When a fish s eyes are prominent the
dead bodies of cattle or horses that died ^ s b is known to be fresh Think of this,
on the farm to a place near the Delaware young man, when you go about staring
river, where the carcasses were buried, everybody out of countenance. Surely
The old horse always stood near and y° u would not wish to be placed on a
watched the burials with great interest j with a dead mackerel?—Boston
and attention. _ Times.
Some time ago this horse fell sick. One An album containing tlu* photographs
day he was missed from an enclosure j of 20,000,000 stars is be ing prepared by a
where he was being cared for. A search ! French astronomer. We believe that is
was made for him, and he was finally ! about the number a man Bees when ho
found lying dead on the spot where he | sits down in an inverted pc |ition on the
had hauled the dead bodies of so many i icy sidewalk, but how the astronomer
of his kind. As the place was out of the I managed to get instantaneous photo
season when city people take to the ' -v . •
woods.—Picayune. — but all mental occupation should^hot
A bachelor poet propounds the follow- ! be prohibited, and moderate physical
ing conundrum: “What is warmer than j employment is one of the necessary
:=V--ri£wo^ri^ " h T„ h I “ - B-l health. Good
What is colder than a woman’s 1 Housekeeping.
way of the old horse’s usual haunts, and j graphs of them when in ^ich an" awk-
he had never been known to go there ex- j ward position is difficult to understand,
cept when driven there with some dead ; —Norristown Herald.
animal, no one who knew the horse be- | i) r . Hammond says we shall all be bald
lieves that he did not seek the spot feel- i in a thousand years! If he is right the
ing that he was about to die, and save the j man who lives a thousand years hence
trouble of hauling his dead body there to j will be ahead of the man of to-dmv in
be buried. ^ I one thing. His wife won’t be able to
Among the instances told of his Intel- j pull his li&ir. Moreover, he won’t need
range and left his stock to
selves. Mr. Maverick, with humanitarian
feeling, refrained from branding his young
stock, believing in the implicit honesty
of his neighbors. When the genuine
stockmen of the region ran across an un
branded animal on the round up they
would say, “There’s one of Maverick’s;
let’s brand it.”
The word sprang into popularity, and
its limited meaning was broadened and
enlarged by constant use throughout the
cattle ranges and mining camps of the
frontier. If a man was unpronounccd in
his opinion* on any subject, people would
sav. “He holds Maverick’s views.”
itely sucking in his treath between
speeches, led the way and was . ex
ceedingly attentive. Pointing to a range
of tubs containing fine specimens of fish,
he remarked:
“These were caught this morning;
they ar%the most expensive fish in the
Nippon Bashi market. Are they not
worth looking at?”
“How do you contrive to completely
^extract their bones?” I demanded. “Our
cooks cannot accomplish that fact.” Mo
tioning a lightly-clad servant to ap-
'What is it?” asked Seleni, quickly.
‘An old letter fur me,” answered* her
husband. ‘ ‘They said it had bin f olierin’
’round everywhere. I hain’t been m
place long the last year. I guess it
ain’t much good now. S’pose you read
it.”
Seleni took the letter and tore open the
envelops. There were only a few lines.
It began, “Darlin’ Jim,” and was
singed,. “Your own Lizzie.” It stated
that the writer would marry him any
“Don’t look sol” cried her husband,
as 8eleni grew deady white. She did not
speak, but stood perfectly still with the
letter clutched in her hand.
But her husband threw his strong anna
around her.
‘Tm glad I didq’t get It I” he cried.
The Mqjor was Right.
‘Wall, vest,” said the major, unfolding hii
And shaving a slice from his chair,
»from a fam'ly of party long life—
- ‘ ’round k
The longest, I reckon, \
ihyar.
“My gnrn’fother lived to a mighty old age—
He died at two hundred an* four—”
But the major stopped short in his yarn al
thin stage,
For Hie judge entered in at the door.
5 when his spirit em-
For .that bourne where the good spirit*
For a moment the major had nothing to say
But finally rose to his feet:
“He died at two hundred and four Broad
Then the judge moseyed up and stood treat
—Chicago New*.
who said: ‘ ‘You honor
too greatly." ’ My husband shall show you
how we prepare the eels.” We rose,
quitted the room and descended the lad
der-like stairway, the steps of which were
polished smooth as glass, slipped on our
foot-coverings and entered the kitchen.
On the hard earthen floor were rows of
little charcoal furnaces, provided with
iron rods that served as rests for the
skewered eels. Maroki, whose only fail-
ligence are the following: Late one night to go hunting over the house in the morn-
members of the family that owned him ing howling for thc comb which his little
were awakened by a great noise on a j boy has just dropped out of the window
piazza of the house. There was the loud j into thc alley-way.—Boston Courier.
neighing of the horse and a heavy j Oft in the chilly night,
stamping on the piazza floor. One of j When bed-clothes snugly bound me
the inmates of the house went to the j I’ve beard the whiskered felines fight
door. There was the old horse stamping ' T J
and kicking and neighing with all his
preach him, he said:
“Some customers have just come in.
Prepare an eel in the presence of these
gentlemen.” The man, who evidently
took great pride in his work, selected
power. The discovery was made that an
outhouse near the dwellling was on fire.
The old horse had given the alarm, and a
disastrous fire was prevented.
One spring there was a flood in a
stream on the place. A blind horse be
longing to a neighbor got out of its pas
ture, and wandering down to the swollen
stream in some way got into the water.
It swam about in a circle, and was un
able to reach either Bhore. No one
could render any aid to the poor animal,
and there seemed no escape for it from
drowning. The old Peters horse came
along while the blind horse was strug
gling in the water, and, after a moment’s
survey of the situation, plunged in. He
swam out to the blind horse, and headed
it off as it turned to make its usual circle,
thus keeping its head pointed straight for
shore as it swam. By heading the blind
horse first on one side and then on the
other, he guided it safely to shore.-—
New Yorl Sun.
vigorously squirming fish, struck its
head smartly upon a wdbden block
placed upon the floor, and kneeling by it
grasped the creature’s neck, inserted a
knife in the left side of the vertebrae
and dexterously ran it down to the tail;
then rapidly applied his instrument to
the other side of the backbone and re
peated the process, leaving the eel split
open. Holding up the head, to which
was attached the vertebrae and lateral
bonas inclosing the intestines, he bowed
and said:
“There is not a splinter left in the
fish.”
“That is so, proudly remarked tho
proprietor. “I only employ the most
skilful men and cooks.” The operator
washed down the block, chopped the
flattened eel into three-inch lengths, and
shouted to a cook, who advanced to re
move it on a dish. The next process
was a mysterious one and was performed
behind a screen, from whence the platter
of eels was presently handed out to one
The eyes that shone
The back fence on,
The panes of glass now broken
—Philadelphia Item.
Imitating Valuable Violins..
‘We have persons coming in here
every day with- so-called Stradivari us
violins,’’ said a maker of violins in the
Bowery. “They are common German
violins with a copy of the Stradivarius
label printed or pasted on the inside.
They Forgot the Cur re.
During the recent struggle of the
Union Pacific with the snow blockade a
newly appointed official in the mechan
ical department of the road found occa
sion to make of himself a first-class butt
for ridicule. The story, ai told by one
of his subordinates, is this, in brief.
Hitherto it had been the custom to send
out heavy trains which had to break
the snow, with four or five engines
coupled together in the ordinary fashion.
The unequal motion of the locomotives,
when “buckincr” aheaw drift, served ta
when “bucking” a heavy drift, served to
lessen the power of the attack, because
The force could not be brought into a
single impetus, this circumstance being
due to the fact that the engines were
loosely coupled together. The officials
question, after studying the problem
decided that it would be a fine scheme
to have engines coupled together by
means of long timbers placed on either
side, and riveted strongly to each loco
motive. In this way all the engines
would move at once against the drift and
Pretty much every violin, no matter by “““"j 1 to thc /?" wmds of heayen.
^hom it ia made, has some such label, so I that incline railway at Niagara Falls
A Strange Lake.
“Sugar Lake, in this county,” says
the Crawford County (Penn.) Jour-
nal, “is a beautiful little body of
water, and is undergoing a continual
chemical change that should attract
the attention of scientists. Eighty
years ago the average depth of water
in the lake was about thirty feet, but
It is now only fifteen feet deep. The
surface of the water stands at high
water mark, but the bottom is filling
up or rising. It is a most singular
phenomenon that every year in the
month of August the water of the lake
becomes a milky substance, and after
a little change in the temperature,
small white particles like cheese curd
are formed and precipitated to the
bottom, and are slowly, but surely,
filling up the lake After these parti
cles are formed and settle; the water
becomes clear and pure. At the rate
this chemical change is now going on,
fifty, years more and the water of
Sugar Lake will have become solidified
into a solid loaf of sugar, or what Is
more probable, formed into a great
bed of Limburger cheese. During the
season of the year when the chemical
process is in operation there is pun
gent evidence to sustain the latter
theory.’*
A Sensitive Clerk."
Two clerks in a Texas dry goods store
are engaged in conversation.
“The Boss said something to me
this morning that I didn’t like.”
“He often does that. He don’t care
what he says.”
“Well, I don’t like it, and if he
don’t take back what he said to me
it will be impossible for me to stay
with him.” . _
“What did ho say?” W;
“He gave me notice to qoit on the
first of the month.”—Sifting$.
Both Shuddered.
“Dear me!” she sighed, as she sud
denly looked up the other evening;
“but I never think of our going down
that labels nowadays do not count for swimmingly until a sharp curve was met
anything. Inexperienced persons may engines being coupled together in a
knows anything about violins pays no
attention to them.
“I suppose makers put the label in be
cause some people like to pretend they
have a valuable violin. A Stradivarius
is worth anywhere from $3,000 to $15,000
and they are not very plenty. They can
be told by their shape and by the kind
of varnish on them.
“It is unsafe to pay a big price for a
violin until it is passed upon by experts.
I have known a label to be taken off a
genuine Stradivarius and inserted in an
imitation one, for the reason that one
could .be sold on its merits, while the
other needed the label.”—New York Sun.
impossible to round the curve. Be
fore the danger was noticed, however, it
was too late, and every one’ of the five
engines was ditched.—Omaha Herald.
Some Things You Will Not be Sorry Fes
For hearing before indulging.
For thinking before speaking.
For holding an angry tongue.
For stopping the ear to a tattler.
For being kind to the distressed.
For being patient to alL
For asking pardon for wrong.
For speaking evil of
without shuddering.”
“Same herel” growled Brown.
“For fear the cable would break? 1 *
she artlessly queried.
“Oh, no. Because I remember that
it was on our bridal tour.”
The oldest and largest* tree m the
rorld ia a chestnut at the to
foot of Mount
Etna. The circumference of the main
trank is two hundred and twelve feet, >
Faithfulness Is always necessary; especially
so in treating a cold, to procure the rest rem*
-••—*- * nng» Balaam, a 7 "* ** *•
For being courteous toaU,—Progressiu
Age, j Price, 85c t Wo, and fl p« .bottle, at Drr
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