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WAYCBOS3, f- - - GEORGIA.
Medical life in England is subject tc
Increasing mortality. According to sta
tistics the death rate among physician?
is higher than among other professional
men or among men in fairly Unhealthful
occupations. Contagions diseases of ali
•orts except smallpox arc dangerous to
physicians.
Two little Cleveland lads, whose
father is in the Work, boose and whose
soother is dead, keep house alone, the
' elder doing the housework as well as the
average housekeeper can do it. lie says
■that before hi! mother died she taught
him housework, saying that after hMc
was dead she wanted him to talce care of
Ms father and tittle brother.
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The death of a sea captain recently was
ascribed by medical authorities to blood
poisoning, caused by his vessel carrying
• cargo of nitrate of soda. The sailors
affected . with what they called
The captain, being in the
after cabin, suffered the foil force Of the
evaporation of nitre. It is said that four
captain* in the employ of a leading east
ern shipping firm have died within a few
years from the same cause.
The‘story of n strike, as told in the re
sults of the Hungarian riots in the coke
region, w a* dreary record. About ten
lives were lest, and some twenty persons
are probably injured for life. During
the thirty days the conflict lasted the
12,000 men were idle who should have
been earning $1.41 a day,* a total of
$507,000. Beyond this is about $15,-
) 000 owing for rents and provisions dur
ing this period, and a loss by destruc
tion of property not far from $150,000.
« LIFE,
W« met* and part—the world Is wide;
We journey onward side by sid*
Alittie vkOe, and then ■gala
Our pa&'Xf diverge. A little pain—
A silent yearning of the heart
For what has grown «t life a part;
A shadow passing o'er the son,
Thai gone, and life again has come.
We meet aad part, and then forget;
And life holds blearing* far us yet.
—Hitter Freeman, ia the Current.
■BIAE’S BACKSLIDING.
Prince Alexander’, of Bulgaria, has be
come extremely popular in that country
since the beginning of hostilities. From
the moment when he was called to Phil-
ippopplis his prompt massing of troqps
and 'placing them where needed for de
fense, his personal interest in all his sol
diers and his efforts to provide for them
and their families at home hare drawn
out their hearts toward him; while his
wise and courageous action when unex
pectedly attacked uo the rear, his sharing
the hardships ts well as the dangers of
the field of battle with his soldiers^ and
his carrying some of them in his own
carriage to the hos/ital at Sofia have se
cured for him the enthusiastic and loving
confidence of his people. “Isn’t he our
father?” said, with u glowing face, one of
the wpunded ones who lay in hospital
when visited by *stranger.
Comparatively few States arc repre
sented- in the Senate by citizens bora
within their own borders. New York
gave Leland Stanford to California,
Teller to Colorado, Conger to Michigan,
Van Wyck tp Nebraska, Dolph to Ore
gon and Payne to Ohio. Ohio gave ^ o.«vv,—.| . , , , ,
Voorhcc* and Harrison to Indiana. Ali- i brick walk, and‘an elliptical flower-bed ! k CT despair had developed a quiet pas
whose bareness was atoned for by the, She was not troubled by Lyman
the front sect, the dnll weight at her
heart lifted, and left her in a joyful glow.
The mud was dried to-day; the wheels
of Bow’s buggy were black and shiny;
Biar himself had an unusual air of smart
ness, and wore a new hat—a wide-
brimmed felt. But he drove straight by
without turning bis head.
Lyman Baker came in the next even-*
Ing, and again three diys afterward. On
that occasion Mr. and Mrs. Pinney and
the hired girl went out into the kitchen;
It looked as though Lyman was going to
be steady company.
The young man sat in a large rocking-
chair with figured calico cushions and a
crocheted ‘•tidy.” Louise had been sit
ting at the table, with its* stamped oil
cloth cover and its red-wicked kero=ene
lamp, with a small pasteboard box before
her, whose contents she had been sober
ly fingering over. It held all that Biar
had over given her: a plaid silk hand
kerchief, a small tin-type of himself, and
Biar Gillett—Tobiah, by baptism—
drove down the muddy road and stop
ped at Stephen Pinney’ti front gate. It
was a Sunday afternoon in early spring.
The first thaw had set in; the sun shone
down warmly, and the roofs of the. ,
houses and barns and the few dirty drifts , ^ cornelian bracelet. She put the
of snow in the fence-corneis appeared ! p° Vt r on *ke box and dropped it into her
dazzlingly bright beneath it. The wheels, ln P "ken the visitor entered,
of Biar’s two-seated buggy dripped with i She knew quite well now that Biar
mnd, and the tall red horse was well! kart deserted her; that he was drawn
spattered. i nwa >' and held fast by the superior
Stephen Pinney’s place was severely | c karms of another girl, and that he was
neat in all particulars. The square house -going with” her steadily ; that there
was wingless; the yard was undecorated j hope of regaining him. She had
save for an evergreen bush set with geo- [ settled down into a hopelessness which
metrical precision on each side of the I "as worse than the first sharp pang; aad
The value of tho hardware produced
in tho United States each year is now
about $00,000,000, and half of it is made
In Connecticut. This docs not include
firearms, agricultural implements, cut
nails or ornamental ironwork. These,
with other articles which may be regard
ed by some ns belonging to the list of
hardware, would swell the total to far
above $100,000,000. Tho manufacturers
of England, France and Germany send
ns about $2,000,000 worth annually.
A Leipzig physician estimates that in
W«Wn Europe the consumption of
opium exceeds from twenty to thirty
tymes any. amount that could possibly be
cxplaincrttfy therapeutic exigencies. En
couraged by this increase of numerical
- strength, the opium eaters of the larger
cities hav<? begun to drop all masks and
call for afdoac of their pet poison as they
■Id fSr a gla's of soda water. The
doctor predicts that in twenty-five years
«very large town will have a public poison
•hop. • ■
■'V'.A comparison of ancient and modern
firearms shows, that the bullets of
our far-rcaqhing rifles are continually
getting smaller and lighter. The Span
ish cscopas of the seventeenth century
fired balls weighing nearly three ounces;
the oldest donncr-birchaen fired just five
bullets ta the pound. Against such pro-%
jectiles the panoply of a mail-clad knight
was, of caursc, as useless as a paper col
lar, but the ^continued attenuation ol
those projectiles may yet lead to the ro-
intreduction of defensive armor.
The Chronicx Franro-Frazilira proves
that the legal provisions for the gradual
abolishment of slavery have practically
become dead-letter laws. Negro chil
dren are bought and sold as before;
many provincial papers announce slave
auctions with the special promise of “un
conditional sales.” . There are Brazilian
aeaports where even a cargo of African
contrabands could rely on the patronage
of discreet customers, for in tho great
forest empire of the tropics, the nominal
control of a civilized government goc*
hand in band with a good deal of feudal
.Independence.
Nature publishes an-uncommonly large
story about brrring jumping out of the
water when frightened. A correspond
ent ravs he has “observed whole shoals
-of this fish, in their anxiety to escape
when pursued by whales, piled up above
. the surface of the sea to a height of from
three to six feet. On one occasion the
fish for...id a mas* even with tho top of
■the mn c of a fishing boat, viz., about fif
teen fett. and had part of this mass
fallen into the boat it would doubtless
hare sunk.” No doubt it would, and
the narrator with it, if he had been
the 7- j -
It see ns a great pity that the chemists
and microscopists should come in and de
stroy the long-time illusion that if a
piece of ice looks absolutely clear to the
eye, it is necessarily pure and healthful.
It lias been demonstrated by nymbcrless
experiments in this country and in Ger
many that bacteria, or germs of disease,
-can survive a temperature far below freez
ing paint. In the case of the Plymouth
epidemic of typhoid fever, which Dr.
Ed son, or the New York board of health,
went into Pennsylvania to study, he dis
covered that the typhoid germs had been
subjected to a temperature twenty degrees
below zero for several months. This il
lustration alone, in Dr. Edson’s opinion,
is sufficient to prove the necessity oi
guarding the purity of our ; icc supply.
Another case in poinj was that of several
families ia New York last summer who
were >ci cd with a fever which was
diagnosed by a reputable physician a3
typhus. Investigation finally showed
*11 these families were served by the
iceman, and an examination of his
n vt ale J the presence of the deadly
son and Wilson to Iowa and Plumb to
Kansas. Kentucky gave Collom to Illi
nois, Gibson to I Louisiana, Vest to Mis
souri, Maxcy to Texas and Call to Florida.
Massachusetts gave Ingalls to Kansas
and Evarts to New York. Among the
States which send cative-bom citizens to
the Senate are Delaware, Blaine, Blaxy-
land, Massachusetts, New Hampshire,
North Carolina, Pennsylvania, Soutji
Carolina, Tennessee, Vermont, Virginia
and West Virginia. Jones, of Florida,
Fair and Sewell arg Irishmen; Beck is a
Scotchman, and Jones, of Nevada, is a
Welshman. Nevada is the only State
represented by two aliens, nomfely, Jones,
bom in Wales, and Fair, bora in Ireland.
“I never look at the figure on the dome
of the capitol,” said a Washingtonian
the other day, “without feeling
sorry for the poor Goddess of Liberty.
Poorjpid lady, she*s up there with little
or no neck, and every time I look up her
head looks as if it was sinking further
and further down into her shoulders. I
remember the time when she was first
placed there. The figure was sent for
inspection before it was raised to its
place, and tho committee in charge came
around to see it. Of course the neck
was several feet in length, because the
statue is nineteen feet high, but, being
so near, the committee instantly protested
against the length, and .what is worse
they actually ordered that several feet be
cut off of it. At first a protest was
made against such a thing, but the com
mittee said the neck was too long and it
had to be cut off. It was done. When
the artist heard of it it nearly killed him,
and no wonder. Look at the goddess
any time you have a chance and see how
short her neck is.” ^
An old miser named James Walker
died at his home in Uniontown, Ohio,
recently, possessed of a fortune of more
than $20,000 that is known of, and there
is, perhaps, more to be-discovered. He
was a bachelor, and one of the very pecu
liar specimens of humanity. He lived
in a little log hut, and in the summer
season lived principally on clover and
bran. He spent most of his time in
winter in bed and ate raw earn meal to
avoid the expense of fueL Once, some
years ago, he walked to the bank in
Cadiz with coupons on $15,000 govern
ment-bonds which he had cashed, and
then walked to Wheeling to deposit the
amount. He was dressed only in blue
cotton pantaloons, brown muslin shirt
and straw hat—not another garment,
and he walked the whole forty miles
barefooted. During the last two years
he has been very feeble, and a sister
eared for him. He had apparently a
sound mind rnd was credited with be
ing shrewd in business transactions. A
mistake of one cent inhis cash and tax
receipts only two’years ago caused him to
walk twenty-two miles back to the county
treasurer’s office, which was given him
by the treasurer out of his own pocket
to avoid a controversy, but sure enough
there was a mistake -In the cash account
that night. He was a well-known charac
ter throughout Belmont, Jefferson and
Harrison counties.
red and excited, and he was keeping an
eye on Tilly Dillingham.
“If you'll jest do me the favor to ex
amine that paper,” lie said, with an off-
hand air which he had acquired at the
shoe-store. “It-* a license.” he added.in
explanation to the gaping assembly, “and
the name o' the lady—”
But Louise had stood up, clinging
tremblingly to a desk.
- “I can't—I can't!” she cried, faintlv.
The blood rushed back to her white face,
and she sank down weakly.on her seat.
^ There was an excited hum. and then
the formality of the meeting melted
away. Itbeclfmo asocial gathering-
sympathetic, inquiring and judicial.
A knot of women promptly surrounded
Louise. They had immediately compre
hemled the entire esse, and they wer*.
ready to discuss and advise.
Lyman Baker stood open-mouthed.
“I wouldn’t urge her, Lyman,” said
one of the women, putting into worth
the popular conclusion. “I guess I.onisr
hadn’t really made up her mind. I_
wouldn’t do nothing more about it jedE
Somebody brought the tin dipper with
some water to Louise; but she did not
take it. She got up and went to the
door, and Biar Gillett, after a moment ol
hesitation, followed her out.
The meeting dispersed by lingeringde-
grecs, Lyman Baker with "the rest, lie
was looked upon, strangely euougli, as
something of a lion, and he was compos-
BUDGET OF FUN.
, JM| ... <wt w _ . Lyman ( o . j
large pink swi-sheTls whTclTlxirdere^ it; | Baker's visits; she had not the' jealousy i edly aware of it. He went home with
the green ]iaper shades in the front win- i * or ker trampled hopes nor the self- j Tilly Dillingham's elder sister, as a first
dows were rolled up as nearly as possible t »«ertion necessary for rebelling against j step in a gradual and dignified return to
to the game point, aad gave a glimpse of i kim, even in*thought. She accepted j Tilly Dillingham herself,
chair-back;! fet close against the wall. ! him as a part of her misfortune. J Louis? Pinney looked up into Biav's
The door opened before Biar could j ^ Lyrnan broke the long opening silence j face ns they walked along.
alight, and a girl came out. She wore! b y a .remark concerning the weather,
a red-and-black checked shawl over a ! He said they had had a middling fair
black alpaca dress, and she came down j s P e11 * «e followed it up, after'another
the walk with a stiffness which indicated | n piece of information,
a consciousness of bc*ing dressed up. j . They My that Biar Gillett and that
Her thin, freckled face wore a pleased ’• to Baldwin's—wham's her name!
look. | “Blandy Sawyer,” slid Louise, raising
“Good-afternoon, Louise,” said Biar. j JgF®* ia fl^ck apprehension.
“Good-afternoon, Bia-,” the girl re-1 ‘ Th cy Eav . “'ey're goiqg to be married,
sponded, “I was all ready, and I thought j They say Biar s been over to the Centre
‘Ain’t you going to marry her:’’ she
tCcre wasn't no need of Tour getting out! ? nd S 04 . * license, and they're going to
and ermine in.” *“ -n —. o—>~
She climbed into the buggy unassisted,
and sat down on the front scat beside the
long-legged, light-haired,surious-visaged
young man.
The mud splashed up on them as they
started away. But Biar was “keeping
company” with Lonisc Pinney, and it had
not entered their heads to omit their
usual Sunday afternoon drive because the
going was bad. Neither were they dis
turbed by their lack of a single buggy.
The two-scited one was all that Biar pos
sessed, except a lumber-wagon, and they
would not have stopped at that if it had
been a condition of their going.
“Mis’ Baldwin's got' a visitor,” Louise
said, as they came in sight of a long, yel
low-painted house. “She’s got her cousin
from over in DodsonviHe; Mandy Saw
yer’s her name. Her folks are away from
home, and she’s staying to Blis’Baldwin’s
while they’re gone. I was down to Blis’
Baldwin's yesterday, and she introduced
me. She’s a real lively acting girl.”
“Is that her?” said Biar.
He was gazing admirably at a young
girl who was standing at the Baldwins’
front gate. She was fifteen at the most,
but she wa* tall and plump, and there
was a marked pretention to style and
gayety in her blue, silk-trimmed dress,
her white beads and the ribbon on top of
her head. She had red cheeks, sharp
blue eyes and a profusion of light curls,
which fell about her round face in the
-manner -of sn-old-fashloncd china doll.
“How d* you do, Miss Pinney?” she
called out.
Bair was staring at her broadly, and
she gave him a pert little nod.
He turned to look back at
her as they dVove on, and she returned
his gaze boldly, shaking back her curls
jauntily and swinging herself
gate.
“She’s pretty good-looking,” said
Biar; but tliat was a feeble expression of
the admiration with which Bliss Blandy
Sawyer’s blooming charms had overpow
ered him.
be married next Sunday night after mect-
don’t say so!” said the girl. But
she felt no astonishment. The sudden-
of the consummation was a fit ele
ment in the crude young courtship; and
she felt it vaguely. Her hands were un
steady, and she rubbed them up and
down the little pasteboard box. Then
she put it on the table and shoved it away,
without anger. It did not seem to be
long to her now.
Lyman Baker looked at her undisturb
edly. He knew that she and Biar Gillett
had been peeping company, but he had
no suspicion that she could have given
Biar Gillett more than a passing thought,
in the face of his own superior attrac
tions.
A suddeh idea occurred to him—an
idea which was encouraged by recollec
tions of Tilly Dillingham and the.last so
ciable. He 'moved about briskly ou bis
calico cushion, staring at Lousie. The
idea, considered in the abstract, pleased
him: liis small, dark face reddAed ex
citedly, and his mouth drew back in a
smile over the prominent tooth.
“I guess Biar Gillett don’t suspicion
but what you’re worrying some about
him and that ^irl to Baldwin’s,” he said.
He was thinking that perhaps Tilly
Dillingham flattered herself that ho was
worrying about her.
“It’d be a pretty good one on him if
you sh’d—if you was to—” ho rubbed
up hi? hair, and cleared his throat. * ‘S’pos-
ing I run over to the Center and get a
license, and you and me was to get mar
ried next Sunday night after meeting,
same as him? I guess he’d be consider
able surprised.” It was Tilly Dilling
ham's figure, however, which he pic
tured vividly to himself.
Louise 6tared at him.
“I s’pose it’d be pretty sudden,” the
young man pursued; he was emboldened
by her evident amazement and awe, and
ho .spoke patronizingly. ‘ ‘But I’d jest as
lief do it ai not.” He was moved to
admiration of his own magnanimity.
against a tree, and lost it.\ Then I Aid
behind a fence so I wouldn’t scciL---'
That’s tho way it was. If I only had
thing sharper than you are!” and BIr..
j Spoopendyke clutched a handful of dust;
'What they Thought—Couldn't Fool ■ off the top of the wardrobe.
Her—Romance of Chunder Ram. “It must have fallen out,” mused Mrs.
Chowder — “My Lord, the 1 Spoopendyke. ’'
Juke”—Lost Collar Button. i “Oh, it must, ehl It must have fallen
J out. Well I declare, I never thought of
<,»y ,1. m i that. My Impressihn was that it took a.
Ila. ha-ha. laughed a Detroiter as j buggy and drove out, or a balloon and
lc met a lawyer at the pa-toftte* ywtrr- i h „^ t „ A d j Ir . Spoopandjke
Uay ; “buta Ycry tunny thing occurred i b,, hind tho bor cau and com-
n connection with my trip to Chtcago > mcncod tcari „ s „ p tUc carpet .
,y « “And if it fell.out, it must _ba some-
' es * . . . where near where he left his shirt Now,.
‘Stopped at one of toe Ing hoteta. yon h( , ;lllvaT , throwa hii shirt OIllh( . l OTngv
knovr, and the night I came an ay I for- ,, lc luittin mutt be under that”
S 0 !*. 0 J“ V r ^ ' > l ' S Slr; ",“ IkC< A moment's search soon ..'StiblUheda
right off without saying a void, and thJ infal ij b ; litv of Mrj . simopcndykc’^
never thought of the matter again until j 0 „j c * 1 * * 3 -
half tray home.” “tih, ves. Found it, didn’t • your 1
o^ndernjiat the,;,, th.nkr
“ w "I*” 1 ,ho la "-' cr - “Mw* i climbed to a iierncndicnta? “Perhaps
will fix my shirts so they won't fall
’out any more*; and maybe you’ll have
sense enough to mend that lounge, now
• that it has male so much trouolo. If
j you only tend to the house as I do to my
j business, tbere'd never lie any difficulty
a letter Vrom his porket, “they have al- i
ready forwarder me a requests to sue amW *
coUt*et. Tho bill is $0.15, and my fees
$1.25; Please call at tae office at oi
::ud save expense !”•—Free Pres*.
Couldn't Foot Her. j ollau . , OTing a collar b mon ..
As BIr. Krewskin was going home the j “It wasn't my fault—” commcaccd-
otlicr day at noon, lie »*w the wagon of j BIrs. Spwpendyke.
a traveling photographer. - j “Wasn't, eh? . Have you found that
“I will stop and have a few tintypes coal bill you’v
taken, just for fun,” he mentally re- j March?”
mnrk'.d, entering the peripatetic estab-
been looking for i
Biar generally dropped in at Stephen j “I’d jest as lief os not,” he repeated.
Pinney’s two or three evenings
it was a necessary part of keeping com
pany.
That week he did not come. Louise
put on her black alpaca every evening,
and took it of! at 7:30. Biar never cime
later than 7:80. and there was no need of
keeping it on after that time, and wear
ing it out. She did not kuow why he
did not come: but she had full trust in
him, and his non-appearance did not
rouse her suspicions. But Lyman Baker
came in toward the end of the week with
a piece of news.
Lyman Baker had been mildly atten
tive to Louise before Biar Gillett’s suc
cession. He bad not admired her par
ticularly—hs flattered himself that he
knew a good-looking girl when he saw
one; but he had established an enviable
reputation as a lady's man, and to keep
it untarnished it was necessary that there
should be no girl in the neighborhood
who had not “gone with” him. He had
bestowed his preference on Tilly Dilling-
Ilis listener heard him dumbly. Her
mind was confused; but it was not with
speculations concerning her own part in
tnc burlesque. Her chief sensation as
regarded herself was a quiet conviction
that nothing would make much differ-
eucc to her. She looked across at this
sudden suitor, in unresisting silence.
“I’il speak to your folks,’’said Lyman,
ne went into tnc kitchen, and Louise
heard his voire for a brief space.
“Wal, I’ll go over to the Center to
morrow, said Lyman, coming back into
the sitting room and shutting the kitehen
door after him. “And I’ll come around
for you Sunday night and take you to
meeting. I s’pose everybody ’ll think it’s
pretty sudden; but I’m willing, if so
you be, I s’pose you be? Your pa and
mah’ain’tno objections.”
“Wall” said Louise, drearily.
There did not seem to be anything
more to say on the subject, and Lyman
took uphis hat. He was feeling highly
complacent: he had thought no further
than of Tilly Dillingham’s astonished
chagrin.
ham of late; but be was leaving Tilly
severely alone at present because she had
had “other company” when he had in
vited her to the - last sociable. He was a I . There was an unusual attendance at
short, bony young man, with small dark ; “meeting” Sunday evening.
, eyes and a prominent tooth. He had ; There had nevea been a church —
“I have had plenty of experience 3 cal- j clerked for n month or so ina shoe-store i sma ll community. The two Sunday ser
rated to try a man's nerve,” said a j in tho ncaresimtown, and this metropoli-1 v j (e5 and tho Friday evening prayer-.
' " * * yesterday. “I h ive : tan experience showed itself in his spot- i mec ting were held in the school-house.
Search
ic, but I never was'so scared in *al! in/ I frequently employed ut the shoestcrc.
life, never felt so g:eat a responsibility, \ Stephen Pinney, his - wife and tjie
as cn ono da/ ia a qu'ct couatrv street 1 ‘‘hired girl” were ia the sitting-room,
without another human b ring in si-aht. f If it had been Biar they would have re-
It wa; this w*y: A friend of mine who ' tired to thelnack part of the home, be-
lived there o vned a $22,0C0 tr tt.T, and ! cause Biar was “steady company,” and
ho wai taking him out w ti only a halter i steady company was never inf ringed upon
op. IIj forgot >omtiiWng and give me by thefamil/ in gaieral,
the halur while he re a hack. He did rot "I met her andBiar Gillett out walk-
return a: ones, and a sudden start given J ing just now,” Lyman pursued. “They
to tha horse by a piece of p:.p:r blowing say they’re going together.”
acro-s th- street made ms rca.ize my pa- | Louise looked at him. Her thin cheeks
sition. I had at-the oth?rcnd of a siea- J grew hot and colorless. Stephen Pinney
dor-strap $22,000 worth of horseflesh bz* ' J V! ~ *' A A * l " a _1 * ’ *
# and his wife and the hired girl looked at
ioigTng 1 t^Vnoier” man* At any”mo-! her anxiously,” and the former addressed
meat a oaidden noire might causa the !» remark to Lyman Baker concerning the
animal to break ayray from me and da -fa j working out of taxis on the road. He
himself to death acainst th? fences « r in ; himself was road-master, and he didn’t
a ditch. Ev»in[ the discovery of-my psc - I calculate to have any shirking this
encc might liave that effect. I scarcely { season,
breathed, and the porspiratioa broke ‘
cold streams all over me. I could n
take my eves off the bdast; I wai fascin
ated by its face. Every time it liftc l a
foot or mov>d a nrascle sn involuntary
shudder’ ran through my from?. Bly
friend was only gone a minute or two,
bat it seemei an ag^. When he returned
I fairly forced the halter into his hand.
‘Why. old fellow,’ said he, ‘you’re as pale
as a ghost.’ Chieajo Newt.
Loni«e at silent, smoothing down her
black alpa-*a—Lyman had come before
half-past seven—and saying nothing.
Bat when hs finally got up to go, she
rose also.
“Be you certain it srtts him!” she
said.
“Who?” said the young man.
“Be you certain it was Biar?”
“That 1 inet walking with that girt
that's to Baldwin's? Oh, land! yes,”
Lyman responded.
Two Mormon women met on a street in
Salt Lake City the other day. “Say,” Louise did not give up all hope. Sun-
said one of them. “if. it true that Brother . day afternoon she put on her black al-
Smith has married a second wife?*! pica end her red-and-blsck shawl, and
“Yes, it is true,” wa:i the answer. “How. stood watting for him in the front win-
do you know ?” asked number one. “I: dow. She (ould not briieve that he
can see it in his first wife's fa.-e,” said ; would not come: and when she
number two. the two-cated buggy coming
down th» road, with Biar’s lanky form on
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Baldwin’s were goin^ to be married at
the close of the service.
Lyman Baker and Louise Pinney sat
together oa a front bench. The young
man was flushed and fidgety; the girl sat
motionless. She kept her hands clasped ,
together under her red-and-black shawl, lts
and she looked shrinkiogly toward the
door; Biar Gillett -and Blandy Sawyer
had not yet arrived.
The minister, a mild old man with dim
eyes and a feeble voice, held the lamp
over his Bible while he read the text.
He had preached for half a century, buf
feted about from post to post and taking
his bufferings meekly. Now he had
found a comparative calm in the little,
sparsely attended, unorganized church;
he had settled into a plea3ant peaceful
ness.
The door opened, and Biar Gillett
walked in, alone. His face' took on a
darker tinge as he met the eyes of the
congregation turned upon him in a frank
stare. Ho sat down ia the nearest seat,
fingering the rim of his hat.
Louise. Pinney gave a gasp. Her face
grew white, and she pressed her hands
tightly togetherunder her shawl to stop
her trembling. He was alone; she was
not with him; she had not come. That
was all she was conscious of. She sat
staring across at him; she saw nothing
else, and the words of the preacher were
a vague murmur in her ears.
The discourse wandered on to its end.
The last hymn was given out and sung
through. .Lyman Baker prevented the
benediction by striding up the room,
mounting the platform and sla
folcel paper down oa the table.
said.
“Wal, no,” Biar responded; “I was
calculating to. I s'posc you heard we
was going to be married to-night?”
“Yes,” said the girl.
‘Wal, we was calculating to be. But
her folks come home, and come over to
Blis’ Baldwin’s after her, and they didn’t
favor it; they thought she was purty
g young. Tlicj took her home
n. I ain't expecting to sec her
again,” he added, with some faint con
ception of the tumult in the giVl’s heart.
“Oh, Biar!” she said. She wiped the
happy tears off her freckled face.—Emma
A. Opper.
The Champion Lazy Man.
The champion lazy man lives across
the .street from me, writes Clara Belle
a New York letter to the Cincinnati En
quirer. I have watched him on and off
for months, and he is the only man I
ever knew who didn’t do anvthing at all.
It is true that he tiled Ills nails once, but
he looked at them for hours at a time
every day for a week before he began
work, and then he was the greater pari
of another week getting them in shape.
Since that time he has been placidly ad
miring them whenever I have glanced
across the way at him. He is large,
fat and heavy-eyed, and I don’t think
he goes out of the house once a month.
He has the appearance of perfect health,
and about the only exeicise he takes is
that involved in the movement of turn
ing his head sideways so that he can
look out of the window. He lives in
the front window of his big house—be
is a widower and a man of large means—
where he has constructed a curious
sort of a divan. The low win
dow sill has been widened and
extended', and heaped with cush
ions and rugs. Two iron arms or
brockets extend from either side of the
window. They arc designed to hold
bosks. ^Outside of the window and at
tached to the casement are mirrors ar
ranged at such an angle that one within
the room may look out and see up and
down the street. There arc thick por
tieres across the windows. At eleven
o'clock every day a servant draws these
curtains nsidc, and in about an hour from
that time the champion lazy man waddles
up to the window and stares sleepily out
at the street. He usually wears a bath
robe, or dressing-gown, though his attire
is otherwise neat and conventional. He
then scarcely out ot it until he sinks at
once into his luxuriant cushion at the
window. His heavy eyes are turned upon
any object that may interest him in -the
street, and he solemnly and soulfullv
stares at it until the servant appears with
breakfast tray. Ho is
much fatigued^ to sit at
tho table and cat, 'and so the
tray is placed beside him and lie sits
there ana he munches his food lazily for
the next hour. After that he sits and
looks out of the window until it is time
to eat dinner. I have known him once
or twice to sit up to dinner, but this is
only on rare occasions. Regularly every
day his carriage comes round to take him
oirt for a drive, and regularly he stays at
home. He seems to oe rather amused,
however, by the horses as they walk up
and down before the house. There are
a lot of complacent old family servants to
attend to him. He never goes to the
theatre or the opera, has no family ties,
and simply lives in solitude and magnifi
cence in a big city house and worship
ing' but one god—himself. It isn't a
particularly noble life, perhaps, but then
he seems to like it, and I don’t know
that it is my province to complain.
. A Persian Dinner.
An official in high rank, residing in
Persia, writing to a New York paper,
says: Last night I went to a_ Persian
dinner, served in the true Persian style
—no chairs or tables, quantities ol
sweetmeats before dinner, and a general
absence of knives and forks. Pilau
formed the mainstay of the feast, with
mutton kibobs dripping with grease
between the slabs of the fliot, doughy Per
sian bread. The entertainment was
varied by music on several species ol
mandolins and tambourines, not bad _ in
its way, and Persian singiqg, resembling
nothing so much as the screeching of a
cat being slowly and surely strangled to
death.
There was also dancing by very young
children. Among the dances was that of
the Indian Nautch girls an Afghan
dance, very spirited and effective, dur
ing which the tiny dancers discharged
toy pistols in the faces of the guests, and
the Cabuli or dance of Cabal, the pretti
est of all, danced with a number of fans
arranged bn the heads, the waists and
the belts of the dancers producing a
y iretty effect. Dancing it can
y be* called—the word has not that
aning in Persian—ragsiden is to per
form a series of graceful and- expressive
movements, accompanied by an appro
priate play of feature. It is sensuous
pantomine. An unfortunate. European,
who had a nervous twitch of the facial
muscles, was known here by the Persians
as “Requas,” the dancer.
lishuicnt.
“There,” said the photographer, show
ing him a proof, “I think that ii a pretty
good likene?s.”
Krewskin looked at it with a puzzled
expression, and fina lv said: “I guess
it’ll do.” When he got home ho showed
the tintype to his wife, and jokingly .
told her* it was a picture of the “Wild |
Blan from Borneo,” down
mus;
You can't fool me,” mid his wife,
examining the pit tare critically. “I've
seen the wild man from Borneo, a id he
is not half so homely and frightful look
ing as this.”
Romance of Chunder Rain Chowder.
Chunder Bam Chowder, the Reverend
Blarmalndc of I)o\vwal!agallu, when a
young prince, was enamored of a beauti
ful girl, the daughter of a merchant,
lie pawned his dress suit, and for three
days fed the object of his love with icc
cream and caramels. At the end of this
short siege, having persuaded her that
lus facilities were, unequalcd for continu
ing to supply her with unlimited quanti
ties of caramels and icc cream for an in
definite period, she yielded and agreed
to depart with him* to the wilderness.
That night, while the prince was loiter
ing under her window with a ladder, her
father appeared and kicked him clear over
the top of a grove of banyan trees, and
when he came down a bull dog as big
“Have, eh! Now, where did you put.
it? Where did you find it?”
“In your overcoat pocketStanley *
Huntley.
New York Street-Car Horses.
The average serviceable life of a horse
...... * n street railroad work is only from three
the dime j to three and a half years, and the Third
railroad company uso3 up about
Avci
GOO horses a year. A knowledge* of the
fact might well alarm and depress any ■
reflective liorsc. And yet the work laid
out for tho horses does not seem so very-
severe. Sixteen miles a day on tho Third
avenue line, which is, by reason of its
grades, the hardest; or twenty miles on
its branches aro dccme.l a sufficient day’s
work for a horse. And then an effort is
made to give each liorsc one day of rest
in seven, or, failing that, to make up its
equivalent to him by diminishing his
hours of toil. But the fret and worry,
and strain of frequent stopping and start
ing the car, and the continual pounding
of thc feet on the hard, rouua cobble
stones, and the cruel sprain3 inflicted by
slippiqg on Ike smooth rails, all these
soon wear out the poor horse, break his
heart, and make him a mere wreck, fit
only to suffer a little longer between the
shafts of a huckster's cart, or, by a hap
pier fate, go to the knacker's yard at
once. There is a good hospital here for
sick horses, capible, with tho gangways
when lie came down a puuaogas pig as a ; resm ca for th * is Use of accommodating
yearling calf, to waiting for him, ami i as „ sick ’ and hmo horaca at
ant down with him to n plain but sub- b J uti CI1 .„ p t when the epizootic w»
stanlial luncheon, at which, however, the tb( , sfab , £ utm m ,„ Tan ;mals worth
pnnee ate nothing rhe neat morning tre ili haTe bccn in it at 0 „ c -t; m0 . if
nn hi« wnv tn tnr» hnsmtnl. the beautiful I . a
i worth while to bother with him here.
girLmct him and said, reproachfully „ w , lu „aa tl u w WIUU
‘Last night you were to fly with me. ’ i porary lamenes*, caused by slips and falls,
n . Ckunder Ram 1S the p r i nc jpal thing treated iatiic hos-
Chowdcr, “Vut last night your father ■ ita , Last April, when the police cn-
was too fly for me j forced the ordinance forbidding the sand-
He then entered the convent of the ■ oUho tracks, thcr? tyere s?vSjy-f^
Hadda Null Ghanir, who took upon them- h( f rscs L<uned by ’ th * e 8 Un,ie> navcm*
selves vows of celibacy and wore sheet rp,.. i j, ^
charmer until five years afterward, when
he met ^er at the funeral of her third
husbind, tho other two having been di
vorced.—Burdette, in Brooklyn Eagle.
navcmenl
_ , } hk chare
■eterinary surgeon, whose duty it is
to be dn hand all day, and all night too>
if he is wanted, aud who gets $35 a
week. He has as helpers four or five
skilled old stablemen, who arc selected
for their possession of same knowledge
of rough horse doctoring, but who get ne
more pay thau the others.—New York
Sun.
“My Lord, the Jnke.”
•The late Charles Kean was once fulfill-
g an engagement at one of the smaller
country theatres, the “stock” of which
did not contain many future Henry
Irvings—in short, the corps dramatique
was decidedly mediocre.
At the rchersal the eminent tragedian
was much shocked when one of the
actors, who had to assume a very minor
character in the piece, announced to
him, “My lord, the dook!”
“My good
heaven's sake be careful not to say that at
night; the correct word is duke—
duke.”
The humble Thesman announced that
it would be “all rignt” at night.
The scene was gone through again,
when the actor, who was not good at pro
nunciation. this time announced, “Bly
lord, the juke!”
This was too much for Kean’s irritab’e
temperament. Tl ere was a sterm cn that
stage. The delinquent was handed o.’cr ^
to the care of a more intelligent member | ,. rwbe remained as motionless aaa graven,
of the company, to be wed drilled for | jmnge. Somewhat emboldened by this
the evening. ! ^access, the bull, apparently still in doubt.
The night «tme, the luckless utility 8 i 0w ; y 1>ut l,is horns under Van’s hind
»•«*« - * leg* ai d carefully lifted them a couple of
A Georgia Dog.
The New York .Sun tells the following r
“Setter Van, of Macon, Ga., is well
known as one of the best bird dogs of
the land; but now he has immortalized
himself. His master was exercising him
in a field wbeie a drove of cattle was
aooKi'' I grazing, and Van came to apointin beau-
*ud Mr. Kean, “for | f ifu l (Sim. WliiW his master n walk-
ing slowly up, enjoying the sight, a big
bull walked out from the drove and ad
vanced upon the motionless dog with
great confidence. Tol his astonishment,
the dog didn't stir. The bull stopped,
loakcd surprised and took a few more
steps. Then he stopi>cd and looked and
again advanced, and so by degrees he
reached the dog and brushed the ex
tended tail with his nose. Then Van
gave evidence of bcinh alive curling
the tail deftly between his legs, but, oth-
Some of the best com lands in
diana are the bottoms of ponds which
have been drained, but in certain ol
these the working of the soil on warm
days causes an intolerable'itching, fol
lowed by burning pain ki the skin foi
some days. The cause of this is found to
be the minute spicules of sponges which
once grew in the pond and remain
man was in a state of excessive nervous
ness, and had to be almost pushed on the
stage. When he got before the great
man. the small modicnm of self-posses
sion he had left entirely deserted him,
and he hastily blurted out, “My lord, the
dook—duke—juke!” Tableau.
The Lost Collar Button. , .
“Bly dear,” said BIr. Spoopendyke,
feeling up the chimney, “have you seen
my gom collar button?”
*“I saw it the day you bought it:” an
swered Mrs. Spoopendyke, cheerily,
‘and I thought it very pretty. Why do
yon ask?”
“ ’Canse I’ve lost the measly thing.”
returned Mr. Spoopendyke, running ihe
broom handle up into the cornice, and
shaking it as if it were a carpet.
“You don’t suppose it is up there, do
you?” inquired Blrs. Spoopendyke.
‘Where did yoa leave it?”
“Left it in my shirt. Where'do you
suppose I’d leave it—in the hash?” and
Mr. Spoopendyke tossed over the things
in his wife’s writing desk, and looked
out of the window after it.
‘Where did you leave your shirt?”
asked BIrs. Spoopendyke.
“Where did I leive my shirt? • Where
do you suppose I left it? Where does a
man generally leave his shirt, Mrs. Spoop
endyke? Think I left it in the ferry-boat?
Got* an idea that Heft it at prayer meet
ing, haven’t you? Well, I didn’t. I left
it off, Mrs. Spoopendyke; that’s where I
left it. Ileftitoff! Hear me!” and Mr.
Spoopendyke milled the clothes out of the
cedar che't that hadn’t been unlocked
fora month. *
“Where is the shirt now?” persisted
Mrsf Spoopendyke.
“Where do you suppose it is? Where
do yon imagine it is? TU tell you where
it is, Mrs. Spoopendyke, it’s gone to
Bridgeport, as a witness in a land suit.
Idea! Ask a man where his shirt is? You
know I haven't been out of this room
since I came home lasfinight, and took it
off,” and BIrs. Spoopef^yke sailed down
stairs, and raked the' fire out of the
kitchen range, but didny find the button.
feet from the ground. Van never-
flinched. Just then the bireU arose and
tho master fired, whereupon the dog
turned ou that bull with fury, and chased
him until he had fully avenged the in-
Bnl
suggested
band came
to pull a sti
if the button had got
• Oh, yes; very lil
suit.”
Result of Eatiug Thread.
One of the most remarkable cases iu
materia medica was brought to light at
Trov, Bio., recently, by a post mortem
held to determine the cause of Mrs. John.
T. Green’s death. BIrs. Green only re
cently married. She was twenty years
of age. Her illness dated bock two
months, when she! began to find it diffi
cult to retain any I food on her stomach.
Her condition b?*ame alarming, and &
number of physicians called into the case •
concluded she waj suffering from a tumor,
her mother having died with one. Con
sent was given to liold the port mortem,
and the discover was a most remarliablo-
one. In the pj stage leading from thc-
stomach to the h tertines a ball made ud
of small pieces < f silk thread was foirfift
weighing one ar loue-half ]h>un(K r nW~“
passage was enti ely filled by the sub
stance. Its presences is explained by the
fact that before her marriage Mrs. Green
was employed ip a mill upon work that
made it necessary for her to, frequently
bite off the ends of silk threads. These
she swallowed, and they formed into tho
ball found. The ends of the threads at
tached themselves to the lining cf the- .
passage, andmmained there. Blrs. Green-
suffered greany before her death, due to
her inability to take -any nourishment and
retain it.
Matricide.
A French investigator of criminal sta
tistics proves that there are 2,G80 infanti
cides, 10Q suicides, and forty-five patricides
to one matricide. A man will kill Ids chil
dren by the dozen and attempt his own
life a hundred times before he will lift a
hand- against his mother. At least the
Caucasian man of the nineteenth century.
Among the Botocudos Indians of the
Orinoco, where suicide is alm st un
known, a stout young man will th nk it
a shame to let his old mother become, a