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Fitzgerald Leader.
FITZGERALD, GEORGIA.
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ZdvrA.Fi> «*» sorer.
Who said the coal supply was run¬
ning out? Reports have been received
at Washington of the discovery of a
coal field of 215,000 acres in Columbia,
South America, containing 300,000,000
tons of semi-anthracite, anthracite and
good Bteam coal.
A new invention is Jadoo fiber, n
is a material in which every sort of
plant will root freely without earth.
Experiments by the Agri-Horticultural
Society of India show that any sort of
plant or tree can be propagated much
more quickly in Jadoo than in earth.
The New York World says the high
prices of rent and living rooms in de¬
cent sections of New York are the
greatest detriments to matrimony, as
“no man with small earnings—say
81200 or $1500 a year—can rent a flat
and support a wife in decent style on
Manhattan Island. ”
Many of the patriotic Greeks whe
went to Greece from this and otbei
countries to fight against the Turks
are in a pitiable condition. Not only
is the Government unable to make any
use of their services, but in the pres¬
ent disturbed condition of the country
they can get nothing to do, and they
are in actual want.
The Gaylord (Kan.) Herald records
that the experiment tried there a year
ago of’eTecftag ' wor mtatO 4 M .-01 -the
city offices has proved a complete sue-
cess, the city business being conduct-
ed by them in a careful, economical
and efficient manner, It/says that the
same officers would have been con-
tmued for another , had . they
year con-
sented to serve.
That is a sarcastic touch, indeed,
the curt comment of a daily paper
which explains the abandonment of the
Armenians by saying that they were
sacrificed because they were “outside
the sphere of Mediterranean influence,
and but a trifling factor in the cotton
trade.” Yet it is to be feared, remarks
the New York Observer, that English
commercial investments have too
greatly of late influenced British di¬
plomacy. We might almost say, if the
play upon words could be pardoned,
that English bonds Rave, indeed, be¬
come England’s bonds.
Excessive noise is a form of violence
which injures the hearing, the nervous
system and the brain. We do not per¬
mit one man to beat another with a
stick, to throw injurious substances
into his eyes, to poison him or other¬
wise to maltreat him, but hitherto
every man has had full liberty to as¬
sault his fellow creatures through the
medium of their ears and thereby to
do them grievous bodily harm. But a
public movement against unnecessary
noises in New York City has begun.
An ordinance against one most bane¬
ful noise has been discovered and a
pestiferous noisemaker heavily fined.
The size of the commercial armies
that invade New York City every day
for a few hours’ campaigning may be
judged from the fact that it is claimed
that twenty-three thousand persons,
equivalent to two good-sized army
corps, entered a certain big business
building on a single day this last April,
by actual count. Over ten years ago
it was estimated that the population of
New York was five hundred thousand
greater at midday than at midnight.
Now, the difference between the popu¬
lation in and out of business hours
may be much greater. These facts are
suggestive as to the number and com¬
plexity of the new problems both
urban and suburban that have come
with the years. These daily migra¬
tions to and fro inevitably affect char¬
acters and manners as well as bank
accounts.
Says Harper’s Weekly; Chicago,
which never lacks something to brag
of, will presently have a considerable
basis for self-congratulation in the
magnificent boulevard along the shore
of Lake Michigan, which is to conned
it with Milwaukee. This heautiful
road will be eighty miles long, and
promises to be the most notable stretch
of roadway along a waterfront in the
country. Eighty miles is over-long
for a drive, but it is just a comfortable
morning stretch for a contemporary
bicyclist. New York’s beautiful Riv¬
erside Drive, even when the new via¬
ducts have lifted it over Ninety-sixth
street, carried it over the wide gully
from 128th to 134th street, and ex¬
tended it to 156th street, will still
seem microscopic compared with this
Chicago road, though it will be long
enough for most practical purposes,
and almost unmatched in beauty.
SMILE A LITTLE.
Bmlle a little, smile a litllo, Smile upon the troubled pilgrims
As you go alom:, Whom you pass and meet.
Not alone when life is pleasant, Flowers are thorns and smiles are blos¬
| But delights when things gp wrong. frowning, soms —
Care to see you Oft for weary feet.
Loves to hear you sigh. Do not make the way seem harder
Turn a smiling face upon her. Ky a sullen face.
Quick the dame will fly.. Smile a little, smile a little,
Brighten up the place.
Smile a little, smile a little,
All along the road, burden, Smile upon your undone labor.
Every life must have its Not for ono who grieves
Every heart its load. O'er his task waits wealth or glory.
Why sit down in gloom and darkness, He who smiles achieves.
With your grief to sup? Though you meet with loss and sorrow
As you bring fate’s bitter tonlo In the passing years.
Smile across the eup. Smile a little, smile n little,
Even through your tears.
—Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
Xfie: Other Fellow.
HARACTERS:
Dick Hatherly, a
young painter;
Letty Lorimer,’his
second cousin an
C orphan; and Cap¬
tain Vere Grierson,
y>. a soldier on a fur-
s lough.
•*1/7/;}*'-'Hs WV.', ta®- ft Scene I: A studio,
•jJ •;!
'■fw Campden Hill,
'dim SC'qSiW, ’’ Rough sketches
id pinned on walls,
some new can¬
vasses on easels;
lay figure, with
T am -o’- Shanter
rakishly a-top,posed on throne. Tray
with a plate of sandwiches and empty
beer bottles on piano. Under north
skylight Hatherly in a painting
blouse at work on sLx-foot-by-four
canvas “Autumn in the NewFor-
est.”
Hatherly (soliloquizing): Well, I
goodn ess one drops in this
theST?bro^K W
November till last week. If I’m not
interrupted and get on as well as I have
been doing, I may be in time for send-
“g-in-day af ter a11 - (Gentle knock at
the door, which , , Hatherly does not
j jear ^
Visitor: Tap, tap.
Hatherly (impatiently): O, bother!
I’ll pretend I’m out.
Visitor (louder): (hesitatingly): Tap, tap, tap!
Letty Lorimer Yes,
Dick. May I come in ? You’re sure
I’m not disturbing you?
Hatherly (mendaciously): O, no.
Of course you’re not. But I say, Letty,
you won’t mind my going on with my
work, will you? I want to get this
done for the Academy, and time is
short now.
Letty (earnestly): (complacently): No, Dick!
Hatherly That’s all
right, then. Sit down there like a
dear, and don’t mind me. You see,
the light is good now, and in a while
it will be too dark to paint.
Letty takes a seat behind him and
silently watches the progress of the
work. At last, summoning up courage,
she says nervously: Dick!
Hatherly (starting): Yes! why, I had
nearly forgotten you, Letty. By the
bye, what has become of the Dowager?
She doesn’t usually allow you out
alone.
Letty: Grandmama is tired to-day
and resting. I’ve been to the dress¬
maker’s. Ford is with me. She is
waiting in the carriage downstairs. I
came alone (falteringly) because I
wished to speak to you.
Hatherly: That’s right, my dear.
Gossip away. Tell me all your news.
I can listen quite well, though I’m
busy. How’s the old lady? Been any
pleasanter lately?
Letty (almost in tears): O, Dick!
her temper is simply unbearable.
Hatherly: Horrid old vixen. I’m
glad she’s no guardian of mine.
Letty: I do try to be patient, but
her tongue is so bitter and so cruel.
Hatherly (absently): Poor little
girl.
Letty: I sometimes feel as if I
could run away.
Hatherly (engrossed in studying
foreground of picture, sotto voce):
Ah, I’ve caught it now. Claxton was
right. That shadow to the left is too
heavy. What are you saying, Letty?
Letty (getting it out with a jerk):
Do you rember Captain Grierson, one
of the Leicester Griersons?
Hatherly (squeezing fresh color on
his palette); Yes, that alteration will
make all the difference. I beg pardon,
Letty. You were saying—
Letty (patiently): Do you remem¬
ber Captain Grierson?
Hatherly: Yes; he was at Rugby
with me. Or was that his brother?
Cecil Grierson—sandy-haireu chap,
tall.
Letty: l T es, Cecil Vere Grierson. I
want to tell you, Dick—(Hatherly,
leaving Easel abruptly, goes to a table
and returns with a small piece of card¬
board with square cut from the centre,
through which he gazes absorbedly at
the new arrangement. Letty sighs
despondently.) (turning her): Say,
Hatherly to this
Letty! Just look through square
a moment. Don’t you think the pic¬
ture will compose better with that
shadow lightened? agitated): Dick, I
j Letty (pale and
must go soon. Can you spare me a
moment to-day? Excuse
Hatherly (penitently): treating me,
dear. I’m beastly rude, glorious you
like this. It’s the fault of this
light. There hasn’t been a day like it
all winter. I’m a boor, I know, but
the fatal Monday draweth nigh after
which no man can work.
Letty: Well, I was trying to tell
you that Captain Grierson returns to
India in two months to rejoin his regi¬
ment, and—
Dick (cheerfully interrupting):
Lucky beggar! Seeing the world while
we all vegetate at home.
Letty (faltering): And—Dick—he
says he hates going back. He doesn’t
wish to go alone.
Hatherly (struck with sudden com¬
punction): thoughtless I say, Letty, what a
brute I am not to have
given you some tea. Just touch the
bell, will you?
Letty: No tea, thanks. I really
couldn’t drink it. Dick, he feels aw-
ful at leaving—everybody—and grand-
mama keeps getting worse and worse,
and—
Hatherly (painting away vigorously):
She’s an unmitigated old wretch. Good
thing she was a bit queer to-day, so
that you could get off the chain and
have a little flutter by yourself.
Letty: O, I don’t thinkshe would
object to my coming here so much.
She likes you pretty well, Dick. But
to return to what we were saying—•
Hatherly; Letty, just hand me that
hand-mirror, will you? It’s on the
table beside you. Ah, thank you.
Letty (continuing, doggedly and
huskily); So he said he’d come this
evening—for his answer-. -
(Dick, staring fixedly at'the reflec¬
tion of liis picture in the hand-mirror,
makes no reply. Letty waits in breath¬
less silence.
Hatherly (speaking suddenly): Do
come here, Letty, and say if you like
that, or is it too strong?
Lettie (rising): It is strong and de¬
cided, like yourself and all men, Dick.
It is only we women who are weak and
irresolute. Good-bye. No, don’t
come downstairs; I can see myself
out. Good-bye.
Hatherly (relieved) Well, if you
must go, good-bye. Come again
soon, like a good girl, when I have
more time to spare. And don’t let the
old lady bully you too much. Ta-ta.
(Hatherly paints till the light fails,
and then sits before the picture smok¬
ing meditatively.) Glad I took that
hint of Claxton’s. Funny how - the
duffer always gives you the be it sug¬
gestions. It will be easy sailing now.
The rest groups, all right. Nice of
Letty not staying when she saw I was
working against time. She did not
seem so happy as usual, somehow.
Hateful time she has with that old
grandmother." If I was richer I’d like
to carry her off out of that old witch’s
clutches; but she’s too young jet, She
was talking about Grierson. Capital
fellow he used to be. Going back to
India? What a lot of fun those army
chaps have—not like artists, shut up
in a studio half the year. By the bye,
what was it that Letty said about him
not wishing to go back alone? He
can’t have been making love to that
child. She is only eighteen, and I al¬
ways thought of her as mine—some
day. What did she say about him
coming for his answer? Heavens!
what a fool I’ve been. That’s what
she was trying to tell me, and I was
ass enough to have thoughts for noth¬
ing but my picture. Blind idiot!
(Getting up hurriedly.) This evening
she said. I wonder if I can possibly
be in time. (Seizes hat and rushes
out.)
Scene II. Entrance to the Dowager
Lady. Lorimer mansion in May-
fair. Hatherly, alighting hurriedly
from hansom, runs into Grierson
descending steps of house.
erly! Grierson (radiantly): Hullo, Hath-*
Hatherly Grierson: (blankly): Grierson!
Delighted to meet you
again, old man. Seems almost a good
omen, don’t you know.
Hatherly (with hollow politeness):
Ah, very pleased, I’m sure.
Grierson (confidentially and effu¬
sively): Feel you sort of relation,
don’t you know. You see I’ve just—
that is, Miss Letty has just—I say, old
chap, by Jove, I’m awfully happy!
Congratulate me.—Black and White.
Booking: Out for Herself.
Here is an instructive story and one
quite new about Queen Victoria. It
was suggested to her the other day
that Queen Anne’s statue, opposite St.
Paul’s, should be removed for the
jubilee thanksgiving service, in order
that the view might not be obstructed.
When this proposal was submitted to
Her Majesty she refused to sanction it.
“I am not willing to allow the statue
to be displaced,” the Queen is said to
have remarked. “If I permit it some
one may consider it a justification for
removing my statue some day on a
similar occasion.”
Huntsman's Great Buck.
H. Cox, of Brooklyn, Mich., with a
company of friends, went borth to
hunt deer. His friends placed him
back of a runway and told him to keep
on the lookout if he wanted deer.
Cox sat there until tired, and then
stepped hack to the shelter of a bush.
As he did so a big buck leaped over
the bush, knocked the gun out of his
hand and discharged it. The charge
struck the deer and it fell dead within
a few feet of the hunter.—Chicago Tri¬
bune.
OUR BUDGET OF HUMOR.
LAUGHTER-PROVOKING STORIES FOR
LOVERS OF FUN.
Lacking—A Bequest—Possibly the Uni¬
son—In Boston — Convincing: — Then
Neither Made Up—The Horrl.1 Hrute—
More Domestic Oppression, Etc., Etc.
I told her in passionate her measure completely;
That my love was own
She smiled with a sorrowful pleasure,
And said to me, slowly and sweetly:
“Your love is my own completely;
Alas! that so soon I must spurn it,"
She said to me, slowly and sweetly.
“I haven’t the heart to return it.”
—Percy L. Shaw, in Life.
In Boston.
“Browning, dear?”
“1 am listening, love.”
“Are my spectacles on straight?”—
Judge.
Convincing.
“What makes you think he is in love
with you—the way he behaved?”
“No. The way he misbehaved.”-—
Indianapolis Journal.
Then Neither Made Up.
Miss Rosy—“My mind isn’t made
up yet, ”
Miss Speyt—“It’s more than yon
can say for your face.”—New York
Journal.
A Bequest.
Mrs. Y.—“My daughter is a prom¬
ising musician.”
Mr. C.—“Well, get her to promise
that she won’t sing any more.”—Yon¬
kers Statesman.
More Domestic Oppression.
“What is leisure, Popper?”
“Leisure? Well, it is any old idle
five minutes I get while your dear
mother is hunting up something else
for me to do.”—Puck.
Possibly the Reason.
“They say that Batch hasn’t a dollar
to his name.”
“That must be the reason he has
never been able to get any woman to
accept it, ”—Cincinnati Enquirer.
* 'The Horrid Brute.
She—“I never expected to work like
this when I married you.”
He—“I didn’t suppose you cared.
You worked hard enough to get me,
didn't you?”—Indianapolis Journal.
Heroic.
Brawn (to dentist)—“I won’t pay
anything extra for gas. Just yank the
tooth out,even if it does hurt a little.”
Dentist—“I must say you are very
plucky. Just let me see the tooth. ”
Brawn—“O, I haven’t got any tooth¬
ache; its Mrs. Brawn. She’ll be here
in a minute.”—Tit-Bits.
An Uprising: in Hig Midst.
“Speaking of Cuban uprisings and
insurrections,” said Wallace, “I shall
never forget one that occurred twenty
years ago.”
Were you present?” asked Ferry.
“Very much so. I happened about
five minutes after I had lighted one of
my father’s big, black Havana cigars. ”
—Cincinnati Enquirer.
A Unnecessary Admonition.
“Did you tell that young man not to
call here any more?” asked Mabel’s
father, severely.
“N—no.”
“Why not?”
“I didn’t think that it was neces¬
sary. I don’t see how he could call
any more, now. He calls seven times
a week.”—Washington Star.
Safe While It Basts.
“I haven’t got any case,” said the
client, “but I have money.”
“How much?” asked the lawyer.
“Ten thousand dollars,” was the
reply.
“Phew! you have the best ease I
ever heard of. I’ll see that you never
go to prison with that sum,” said the
lawyer, cheerfully.—Boston Traveler.
An Easier Revenue.
Sparring Teacher—“What? No
more lessons? Why, you only took
two.” '
Amateur (much the worse for wear)
—“You Bee, I wanted to take enough
lessons so that I fcould learn enough
about the manly art to lick a man.
I’ve changed my mind now. I guess
I will send the fellow down to take the
rest of the lessons.”—Rochester Dem¬
ocrat and Chronicle.
Trouble Among: the Freaks.
“Oh, Reginald, I am so glad you
have come!” puffed the Fat Lady.
“We have just been having an awful
timer”
“What is it?” asked the Living
Skeleton.
“The India Rubber Man got angry
at the Leopard Boy and swore be
would knock the spots off him, if he
had to do a stretch of ten years for it. ”
—Indianapolis Journal.
True to His Order.
The Lady—“I’ll give you a good
meal if you will cut up some of that
wood.”
The Tramp—“Sorry, hut I can’t ac¬
commodate you, madam.”
“To lazy to work, I suppose?”
“Not that, madam, not that. I would
be false to my trust. You see, I’m a
member of the Society for the Preser¬
vation of the American Forests, and
we never cut any wood.”—Yonkers
Statesman.
Photographing: the Arteries.
After much study and painstaking
an artery in the arm of an adult has
been photographed. The patient had
been suffering from some trouble in
the arm which the physicians were
unable to correctly diagnose, By
means of the X-rays deposits of lime
salts in the blood werq clearly sho.wn,
and the case was treated ta accordance
with the facts elicited by the photo¬
graphing as described.
COOD ROADS NOTES.
Strangely enough a railroad is
smoother than a plank road.
“Honest Elections and Good Eoads”
is the platform on which Charles G.
Richie, of Louisville, Ky., is standing
for re-election next November as Judge
of Jefferson County Court.
Fred Harvey, thirty-five, a Barre
(Vt.) teamster, was thrown from his
wagon while driving over a muddy
place in the road, and a wheel passing
over his head forced his face down into
the mud in such a way that he was
smothered before aid reached him.
A novel case was recently decided
by a judge in Brighton township, near
Sacramento, Cal. The wheelmen of
the township, who have a cycle path,
werd very much annoyed by the wan¬
dering of cows on the path, the ani¬
mals preferring the smooth path to the
road. An animal was impounded by
the county officials and a test case
made. The cow came off victorious,
as it was found that no pound ordi¬
nance existed for the township, though
most of the other townships had laws
covering such.
The fourth annual report of the Com¬
missioners of Public Works of Ogdens-
burg, N, Y., gives an infesting detailed
account of the work done for road irn-
pvovment during the past year, for
which work $16,470 have been ex¬
pended. Ogdensburg is now provided
with excellent facilities for road con¬
struction and improvement, The
equipment, the aggregate value of
which is about fifteen thousand dol-
lars, will serve for years to come, to
build and keep in repair a superior
class of macadam roads.
Many farms in this State have en¬
tailed more labor than was cheerfully
bestowed in piling stones taken from
the land, stone fences being seen for
miles, yet right alongside of these
fences of stone the farmers have driven
fetlock deep in mud for years, when
they could have used the stones to bet¬
ter advantage on tbe roads tlian in any
other manner, as they were encum¬
brances. Now that the stone breaker
quickly reduces the stone for the pur¬
pose, muddy roads should be covered
with stone. Philadelphia Saturday
Post.
“The wholesale trade of the city has
been undeniably light. A number of
causes have operated to this end, the
principal one of which has been the
weather. Country roads in much of
the tributary district are little better
than impassable, and act as a bar to the
ordering of goods not absolutely neces-
sary.” The above, from the commer-
cial column of the Chicago Tribune, is
extremely interesting. It conveys a
large lap-welded |fact, that, like a can-
cer is eating into the prosperity of
large tracts of our otherwise glorious
country, says the L. A. W. Bulletin.
Nearly twenty years ago General
Grant, in enumerating necessary lines
of public improvement, named the pub-
lie schools and highways. Once when
lie and General Sheridan were in a re-
miniscent mood, the old common ei
said to “Little PhE speaking of the
latter’s famous ride to the battle ot
Cedar Creek: ‘ S-ieridan, if that mt-
tie had taken place atter a prolonged
rain, and there had not been a good
pike from Winchester, you would never
have been promoted to the head of the
United States Army. You would not
have reached the battlefield to cheer
your men, and there would have been
a great defeat for the Union forces in¬
stead of a great victory. That would
have left Meade and Thomas a long
distance ahead of you in the line of
promotion.”
Where Soldiers Are Hit.
A great military authority says that
when a well-built man of six feet is
facing the enemy he presents a surface
to be shot at of one thousand square
inches.
His face has an area of fifty-six
inches, and his neck of twenty-three
inches, and out ot every hundred men
wounded in battle fourteen will be
wounded in those parts. They are the
most exposed parts of the body,
whether the combatant be in a trench
or behind a tree or wall.
The trunk offers nearly four times as
large a target, but it is usually protect¬
ed by some form of defense work, and
is, therefore, hit only nineteen times
in a hundred.
As Scraps says, it seems extraordi¬
nary that the arms have as great an
area almost as the body. That is to
say, what the anatomist calls arms,
which include the shoulders. They
measure two hundred and twenty-six
inches, and receive thirty out of the
hundred hits. The reason they are
oftener hit than the body is that they
have to be exposed so much in firing.
The legs, including the hips, have
the largest surface of all, measuring
four hundred and twenty-two square
inches, or nearly twice as much as the
arms. But they are nearly always pro¬
tected by breastworks, rising ground,
trunks of trees, etc., and so they are
wounded only thirty-five times out of
the hundred.
When fighting at close quarters the
head and body suffer very severely,
and when fighting from behind trees
the arms, having to bo put forward to
fire, receive an unusual number of
wounds.
A curious fact, which every veteran
knows to his cost, is that when the
ground is hard bullets are reflected
upward and wound the legs and lower
parts of the body, while, if the ground
were soft, the bullets would bury
themselves in it.
Pointed Toes Out of Fashion.
Pointed toed shoes have gone out of
fashion, but shoe dealers say people
are not willing to go back to more
sensible footwear. Round-toed shoes
are fashionable, but pointed toed shoes
are sold. The chiropodists rejoins
over this latter fact, for the shoes with
sharp toes have done much for their
business.
A QUEEN’S CORONATIO,
AN ACCOUNT OF THE CAZETTE. CEREMC^
FROM THE OFFICIAL
Toothful Victoria Made an Oflering of a
Golden Altar-Cloth and an Ingot of
Gold Weighing a Pound—How She
Looked—Curious Symbolical Services.
In the Century there is an article
mi “Queen Victoria’s ‘Coronation
Roll,’ ” written by Florence Haywood.
The author takes the following account
of the coronation from the Official
Gazette:
The Queen then made the first of
her offerings: an altar-cloth of gold
placed upon the altar, and an ingot of
gold weighing a pound placed in the
oblation dish. This done, the regalia
were placed upon the altar, where they
remained during the litany, the com¬
munion service, and the sermon—all
being preliminary to the taking and
signing of the coronation oath. After
signing the oath the Queenwas
anointed; and the mental picture one
has of her at this moment is one of
the most vivid. But little more thau
a child either in years or in stature,
“she sat in St. Edward’s Chair, which
was covered with a cloth of Gold, with
a fald-stool in front of her placed in
front of the Altar. Four Knights of
the Garter held a Pall of Gold over her
head, and the Sub-Dean, of Westmin¬
ster took from the Altar the Ampulla, and
containing the consecrated oil,
pouring some of it into the Annotating
Spoon annointed the Queen on the
Head and Hands in the Form of a
Cross.” The great spurs, having,
like every other part of the regalia,
their own symbolism in the ceremonial,
were then delivered to the Queen,
returned them to be laid upon the
altar. Indeed, if one may translate
the meaning of the whole ceremonial,
it was briefly this: That there was an
intimate connection between the
church as typified by the altar and the
power of government as typified by
the regalia. But the symbolism of
what next followed is too involved for
laymen: “The Sword of State was now
delivered to the Lord Chancellor who
gave Viscount Melbourne another in
exchange for it the which Lord Mel¬
bourne delivered to the Archbishop.
This the Archbishop after placing it on
the f > tar delivered to the Queen sayy
Reoelve Singly Sword etc.
Whereupon the Queen placed thed th*
Sword on the Altar and it was
redeemed by Viscount Melbourne
hl hundred for the est shillings f t he and carried b| 1
“ The mantle ,^ which ° . . the Queen , hadj
«s now rep aced by the impeiia
Dalmatian mantle of cloth of gold of
and aftertake ring had been placed
he le subdeacon fin gf brought of .^5 from the A altar F J
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Iove for hel . rigkt kand) embroid-
ered with the Howard arms —the
lpve tkat figured in the petition,—
wk j ck the Queen put on; and then
<<t ke Archbishop placed the sceptre
the cross in her right hand saying
‘Receive the Boyal Sceptre’ and the
Sceptre witk tke Dove in Her left
kaad saying ‘Receive the Rod of
Equity,’ and the Duke of Norfolk sup-
p 01 q ed Her Majesty’s right arm and
ke j d tke Sceptre as occasion required,
And now came the actual moment of
coronation:
“The Archbishop, standing before
the Altar and having St. Edward’s
Crown, consecrated and blessed it, and
attended by the Bishops, and assisted
by the Archbishops and Sub-Deans of
Westminster Put the Crown on Her
Majesty’s Head. Then the people
with lomVshouts cried ‘God save the
Queen.’ And immediately the Peers
and Peeresses put on their coronets,
the Bishops their caps, the Deputy
Garter King of Arms liis Crown, the
trumpeters sounding, the drums beat¬
ing, and the Town and Park Guns
firing by signals.” Is not that fine!
And must not the benediction and the
Te Deum which immediately followed
have voiced in a way that could not
have been otherwise expressed the
emotions of that splendid moment!
Stole While She Slept.
For some time Mrs. Henry Wallace,
a widow, living near Appalachin, has
been missing articles from her house,
mostly small trinkets, but some of con¬
siderable value. Suspecting a new
servant, she locked her room and kept
the jewels securely lofficed in a bureau,
but still they disappeared. Three
servants were discharged, one after
the other, but the pilfering still con¬
tinued.
One. night Mrs. Wallace had a dream
that she would find a buried treasure
at the foot of a willow tree on the bank
of a creek. Three successive nights
this dream, came to her, and the fourth
day she went to the place accompanied
by a servant. Hidden in a box be¬
neath the foot of the tree she found
the missing articles. How they got
there she could not explain. And the
mystery was stall unsolved. The night
following, a farmer, who was return¬
ing from a neighbor’s, saw a white
figure emerging from Mrs. Wallace’s
house and go toward the creek. Fol¬
lowing it he saw the figure lift up a
stone and deposit something under it.
Thinking he had the thief, he rushed
forward and grasped—Mrs. Wallace.
She had been walking in her sleep and
had a valuable necklace in her hand.
The mystery has now been explained,
and one of the servants sleeps outside
her mistress’ door every night.
Earth the Rest Fortification.
Military engineers are practically
agreed that no material for fortifica-
tion is superior to earth. When clay
is not obtainable, as on the seashore,
sand is collected into bags, and these
are laid in regular heaps along the line
of the proposed fortification. In such
a fortification the balls from the
enemy’s guns sink without doing
damage, and shells explode harmlessly.