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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 ■■■KKamllMl da