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VOL. I.
Smile a little, smile a little,
As you go along.
Not alone when life is pleasant,
But wben things go wrong.
Care delights to see you frowning,
Loves to hear you sigh.
Turn a smiling face upon her.
Quick the dame will fly.
Smile a little, smile a little,
Ail along the road, burden,
Every life must have Its
Every heart its load.
Why sit down in gloom and darkn:?s,
With your grief to bitter sup? tonic
As you bring fate’s the
Smile across cup.
The Other Fellow.
.HABACTERS:
l Dick Hatherly, a
it - young painter;
Letty Lorimer,'his
li I second cousin an
•. * orphan; and Cap
NT $3 tain.Vere Guerson,
a soldier on a fur¬
lough, *
Scene I: A studio,
•wSl.. Campden Hill.
; l Rough sketches
pinned on walls,
7 some new- can¬
k easels;
vasses on
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 six-foot-by-four
canvas “Autumn iu tbe New For¬
est.”
Hatherly (soliloquizing): Well, 1
hope to goodness no one (hops in this
afternoon. There wasn’t a day I could
work from the time I brought it home
in 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
iug-in-day after all. (Gentle knock at
the door, which Hatherly does not
hear.)
Visitor: Tap, tap.
Hatherly (impatiently): O, ootker!
I’ll pretend I’m out.
Visitor (louder): Tap, tap, tap!
Letty Lorimer (hesitatingly): Yes,
Dick. May I come in? You’re sure
I’m not disturbing you?
Hatherly (mendaciously): 0, 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): No, Dick! all
Hatherly (complacently): That’s
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, summoningup 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? Dick!
Letty (almost in tears): O,
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 Griersoqs?
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-haired chap,
tall.
Letty: Yes, 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.) her): Bay,
Hatherly (turning to
Letty! Just look through this square
a moment. Don’t yon think the pic¬
ture will compose better with that
shadow lightened? Dick, I
Letty (pale and agitated):
must go soon. Can you spare me a
moment to-day? .. ........ ........
Murray News
SMILE A LITTLE.
Smile upon the troubled pilgrims
Whom you pass and meet.
Flowers are thorns and smiles are blos¬
soms
Oft for weary loot.
Do not make the way seem harder
By a sullen face.
Smile a little, smile a little,
Brighten up the place. •H
Smile upon your undone labor.
Not for one who grieves
O'er his task waits wealth or glory.
He who smiles achieves.
Though you meet with loss and sorrow
In the passing years.
Smile a little, smile a little,
Even through your tears.
—Ella Wheeler Wilcox.'
Hatherly (penitently): Excuse me,
dear. I’m beastly rude, treating you
like this. It’s the fault of this glorious
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): while
Lucky beggar'! Seeing the world
we all vegetate at home.
Letty (faltering): And—Dick—he doesn’t
says he hates going back. He
wish to go alone.
Hatherly (struck with sudden com¬
punction): I say, Letty, what a
thoughtless 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: Q, I don’t think she would
object to my coming bere 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 his picture iu the liand-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
ded, 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-hye.
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 Olaxton’s. Funny how the
duffer always gives you the best sug¬
gestions. It will he easy sailing now.
The rest groups all right. Nice ol
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 yet. She
was talking about Grierson. Capital
lellow 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 bub 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.
Grierson (radiantly): Hullo, Hath¬
erly! (blankly): Grierson!
Hatherly
Grierson: Delighted to meet good you
again, old man. Seems almost a
omen, don’t you know.
Hatherly (with hollow politeness):
Ah, very pleased, I’m sure. and effu¬
Grierson (confidentially
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.
Tke average weight of a man’s skele¬
ton is fourteen pounds.
SPRING FI,ACE, G-A.,! FRIDAY, JULY 2, 1897.
COOD ROADS_NOTES.
Strangely enough a railroad is
smoother than a plank road.
“Honest Elections and Good Hoads"
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 Bar re
(Yt.) 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,
were very much annoyed by the the wan¬ ani¬
dering of cows on the path, tlx»
mals preferring the smooth path to
road. An animal was impounded by
the county officials and a test case
made. The cow came off pound victorious,; ordi¬
as it was found that no
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 Ogdena
burg, N, Y., gives an intesting detailed
account of the work done for road im
provment 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 the roads than in any
other manner, as they were breaker encum
brances. Now that the stone
quickly reduces the stone for the pur
pose, muddy roads should he covered
with stone, i Philadelphia Saturday
p os t
“The wholesale trade of the city has
been undeniably light. A number
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
cel large lap welded [fact, that, prosperity like a can- of
is eating into the
large tracts of our otherwise glorious
country, says the L. A. W. Bulletin.
Nearly twenty years ago General
Gvant, in enumerating necessary lines
of public improvement, named the pub
lie schools and highways. Once when
ho and General Sheridan were in a re
miinscent mood the,.o!d commander
Baul to “Little Phil, speaking of the
latter’s famous ride to the battle oi
(.edar Creek: Sheridan, if that bat
tic had taken place after a prolongei
ram, and there had not been a good
pike from Winchester, you would never
have been promoted to the head of the
Hnited 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.”
The Indian Baby.
An article on “Home Life Among
the Indians” is contributed to the
Century by Mrs. Alice C. Fletcher.
Mrs. Fletcher says: In the Indian
household, as in our own, children
bear an important part. The baby is
the constant companion of its mother;
not that other members of the family
do not share in the care of it, but the
little one is kept closely under the ma¬
ternal eye. Soon after birth it is laid
in its own bed, which is often pro¬
fusely ornamented, and is always por¬
table. A board about a foot wide and
three feet long is covered with a feath¬
er pillow or with layers of soft skins.
Upon these the baby is fastened by
broad bands of skin, flannel, or calico.
When asleep the child’s arms are
bound under cover, but they are re¬
leased when it awakes. A great por¬
tion of the infant’s time is spent lying
upon a soft robe or blanket, where it
can kick and crow to its heart’s con¬
tent. If, however, the mother should
he so engaged as to be frequently
called out of the tent, the baby is
laced upon its board, and hung np
under a tree, or placed where there is
no danger of falling. Should the
mother have to go any distance from
home, she will slip the strap of the
board over her head, and the baby goes
along, winking at the great world from
its mother’s back. Long journeys on
horses are made by babies snugly
packed and hung from the horn of the
mother’s saddle.
Old Law Resurrected.
The York (England) courts resur¬
rected an old law of 1677 the other
day in the trial of a man for selling
newspapers on the streets on a Sun
day. The man was said to be a
nuisance on this account and was
accordingly fined.
WRESTLES WITH A STEER.
1'lus Curious Sort of Sport. » Trxavi Hus
Introduced.
Most everyone has heard of lions
wrestling with men, but here for the
first time is an account of the strangest
contest ever held between man and
beast. A giant, colored man of Taylor,
Texas, jumps into a small inolosure
with a pugnacious Texas steer and en¬
gages in a catch-as-catch-can wrest¬
ling bout, in which the man does not
always come out best by a long shot.
R. E. Barker, of Taylor, is now or¬
ganizing a great cattle roping contest,
and this season he will visit the fore¬
most cities of America, and this novel
wrestling match is one he devised for
the entertainment of the public.
A colored man in his employ, who
goes by the name of Lige, is the one
who performs this act. He is a giant
in form, being six feet four inches in
height, and weighing 225 pounds. His
.every muscle is like iron and stands
out like those of the Nubian slaves of
old, who did battle with wild beasts
Ifor their lives iu open arenas, while
royalty looked on and applauded. This
'act that, Lige goes forth to do smiling¬
ly, however, is every whit as excitiug
as any of those old-time contests, and
would make the blood tingle in a
Spanish hull fighter’s veins. And, in¬
deed, this contest is very similar in
some respects to the bull fights of
Spain, with the one exception, that the
Steer has the best of it here, as the
colored man is totally unarmed, and
goes forth to the fray depending sole¬
ly upon the strength of his brawny
arms.
When one gazes upon those massive
will's, with their huge bunches of
muscle showing up and glistening like
hard knots of polished ebony, it is re¬
alized that the beast, has by no means
an easy victory before him.
A ring is made and inclosed in the
same manner that an amphitheatre is
built fora prize fight; Tbo floor is
made of earth and sprinkled over with
-jawdust, Then the steer, maddened
iy his confinement, is turned loose in
be arena to dasli around the sawdust
ring and paw the earth in his defiance,
Then the giant appears Upon the
scone and makes his how to the spec
tutors. The contest is on. As soon
etches sight of his antag
f« a w lkl rusk ’ a r l ,uok
gamble of dying feci, . . and the spec
atom see through the flying sawdust
that man and beast arei locked m fierce
^mbat Sometimes it is several min
'Res before a fall is scored and the
combatants struggle all around the
And it is a fierce struggle too
The favorite clinch of he colore
man is to clasp his arms igh ly aro nd
steer : s aeok just behind the ears
and, seizing one of the animal sears in
his mouth he endeavors to tw st h s
^ck in such a manner as to bring him
When the steer wins
ft faIJ it ifJ , ls „ally no fun for the col
Qml flS hc t y irown np iu the
^ ftn<1 v . ben be strikes the ground
. , bft hflH len(y of evidence that
^ beast bas wou Sometimes it is
neo0 for the employes to rush in
j the colored man out from
mder the lloofg of the enraged animal,
as a rule he is very agile and does
[lot a j bnv HUC h u thing to happen,
T]l0 „ ontest outside of the very
ft0veltV) is inte nsely exciting, and will
doubt j e88 erea te something of a sensa
tion wben giveu in the cities of the
Ea{st .—Chicago Times-Herald.
MlssicniaryhiK on Wheels,
A new element lia3 entered into the
religious life of the West, as interest¬
ing as it is suggestive of the push aud
enterprise of that section of the coun¬
try. It is the utilization of railroad
coaches for missionary work on the
frontier, writes W. S. Harwood in the
Illustrated American. The interior of
one of these chapel cars, as they are
called, shows a conveniently arranged
series of comfortable seats, a platform
for the speaker, and an organ for the
service of song. The four cars that
are in commission under the auspices
of the Baptist denomination traveled
about 75,000 miles during the year
1890. These four cars are called the
Evangel, the Emmanuel, the Glad
Tidings and the Good Will. When
some particularly forlorn locality
makes application for religious services
one of the four, if one can be found at
liberty, is attached to the regular
train of the road on which the town is
situated, whisked across country, and
side-tracked at its domination. Church
services iu a coach are announced in
the town, which is often not more than
two or three hundred people strong, place
and not infrequently as tough a
as one would find in a day’s journey,
Services are held evenings and Sun¬
days, and for two or three weeks the
chapel car remains at the place.
Horse Meat In Belgium.
As in consequence of the cable car,
the bicycle, and the electric eab, the
horse is no longer necessary as a means
of locomotion, the inhabitants of Bel¬
gium are importing this domestic ani¬
mal as an article of food. Over 10,000
horses were imported during the year
for conversion into meat. The num¬
ber being very largely in exeess of the
import of sheep and oxen, Statistics
show that in the city of Antwerp alone
4000 horses were slaughtered last year
for human consumption, and the butch
ers’ shops dealing exclusively in horse
fleBh in the Belgium port already nutn
ber thirty-two. \ ..................
QUEER HUMAN NATURE.
Sparrow Fight Almost Caused a Run on a
Savings Bank.
“The recent expose of the swindling
speculative concerns in Wall street has
shown how remarkably unsuspecting
and gullible the average man and wo¬
man with small savings is,” a promi¬
nent New England savings bank offi¬
cial said to-day.
“It is just as funny, when yours is
not the bank involved, to see how sus¬
picious and fearful these same people
become when there is the slightest sign
of something wrong iu the case of such
•rdinorily reputable financial institu¬
tions as savings banks. People never
stop to think about the most impossi¬
ble advertisements of ‘wheat syndi¬
cates,’ etc., until after it is all over.
They usually do all their thinking
about solid savings banks before and
not after something has happened.
“One day last week a most amusing
thing occurred in connection with one
of our smaller savings banks. It was
during the noon luncheon hour. Two
sparrows had been having a fierce bat¬
tle in the street in front of the bank in
question. The traffic on this particu¬
lar street is quite heavy, particularly
while clerks, merchants and others are
on their way to and from the midday
meal. The sparrows made a consider¬
able noise and their movements finally
landed them on the roof of the bank
building. First one pedestrian stopped
to watch the fight, then another, and
so on until a fair-sized crowd stood on
the opposite side of the street and
looked up intently toward the low bank
building.
“That was enough. Late arrivals
guessed at once something was the
matter, and soon there was a rush from
the outskirts ol' the crowd. A few
were on their way to get their bank
hooks and others to warn their friends.
In the afternoon thirty-eight deposi¬
tors had appeared inside of half an
hour, many of them humble, foreign
born workmen, and it took the best
efforts of the entire bank force to quiet
them down and induce them not to
withdraw their deposits. As a matter
of fact, four were could paid off in gold to
prove that they have their money
if necessary. Then they didn’t want
it.”—New York Mail and Express.
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 of 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 iu 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 thii’ty 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 quavters the
head and body suffer very severely,
and when fighting from behind trees
the arms, having to be put forward to
fire, receive an unusual number of l
wounds.
A curious fact, which every veteran
knows to his cost, is that when the ‘
ground is hard bullets are reflected j
upward and wound the legs and lower '
parts of the body, while, if the ground
were soft, the bullets would bury
themselves in it.
Hail-Stovm Prevention.
United States Consul Sephar, at An
naberg, Austria, reports to the State
Department an interesting and success
ful experiment of a grape-grower in :
that oountry in warding off the destrno- 1
tive hail-storms that visited his vine- 1
yard, At first he tried galvanized wire .
netting, but this was too expensive,
and he decided to install a battery and
test the plan of causing explosions to
drive off the hail-storms. He erected
six stations on prominent mountain
summits, commanding a territory of
about two miles in extent. Tbe prac
tical test is thus described:
“Threatening black clouds made
their appearance on the summits of the
Baeher Mountains. At a given signal
all the mortars were fired off and the
continuous detonations in a few mo¬
ments caused a sudden reaction in the
movements of the clouds. The cloud
wall suddenly opened up funnel-like;
the month of the funnel began to rise
in the form of consecutive rings, ex¬
panding gradually until all the clouds
scattered and entirely disappeared. No
hail nor even a sudden downpour of
rain fell. The same experience was
gone through with six times last sum¬
mer, and has without a single excep¬
tion proven a successful preventive."
NO. 45
HOW TO^ LIVE.
Ro should we live that every hour
May die as dies the natural flower—
A self-reviving thing of power;
That every thought and every deed
May hold within itself the seed
Of future good and future meed.
—Lord Houghton.
PITH AND POINT.
Many a-man has overtaken Success
only to find it traveling hand in hand
with Disappointment.—Puck.
Don’t get the notion that you are
the greatest person in creation. There
are plenty of other people who are just
as small as you are.—Puck.
“Fora while he was clear out of his
mind about that girl.” “And now?”
“Oh, now the girl is clear out of his
mind. ”—Indianapolis Journal.
“How many bicycle riders do you
suppose there are iu the country?”
“I don’t know, but, I meet them all
every time I cross the street. ”—Judge.
Love’s a oomplaisant little sprite,
But It’s just as well to know
He’ll not always lend his wings to help
A lame excuse to go.
—D etroit J ournal.
When you hear a man talking about
a “tip” that he has received, it is not
only always easy to determine whether
he is a waiter or only a bicyclist.—
Boston Transcript.
Alice—“Why did she refuse him—
because they were of different faiths?”
Clara—“Yes.” Alice—“And he re¬
fused to change his religion?” Clara
“Oh, no; his wheel.”—Judge.
“A man is never safe,” “What’s
the matter now?” “I answered an
advertisement offering ‘light homo
work’ and ran upon my wife hunting a
man to beat carpet.”—Chicago Rec¬
ord.
McLubberty (hearing a suspicious
noise in the kitchen)—“Moikey, phwot
are yez doin out dhere?” Little Mike
—“Nawthin’, sor.” McLubberty
(sternly)—“Wull, stop it, at wance!”—
Judge.
Little Bess (so much accustomed to
see baby creep that she thinks it is his
normal mode of traveling)—“Oh,
mamma, come quick! Baby is stand¬
ing on his hind legs.’’—Pittsburg
Bulletin.
Smith—“Penman is suffering from
writer’s cramp.” Perkins—“In the
hand?” Smith—“Yes. Where should
it be?” Perkins—“I have known it
to affect some writers in the stomach,”
—Brooklyn Life.
Dyspepsia Specialist (irritably)—
“But, madam, you must chew your
food. What were your teeth given
you for?” Female Patient (calmly)—
“They weren’t given to me; I bought,
’em.”—Odds and Ends.
Flasherly—“Such a joke! Kit
talked to a wax figure for half an hour,
thinking it was Cholly Saphead.”
Dasherly—“How on earth did she dis¬
cover her mistake?” Flasherly—
“Bless you! she didn’t.”—Judge.
“You won’t be wanted for two more
days yet,” said the chief purveyor of
Mbwpka to his prisoner. “Your mate
promises to last longer than we anti¬
cipated.” “Bill,” said the sailor iu
the cage, “was always a hard m|n to
down.”—Indianapolis Journal.
“And how did he die?” asked Mrs.
Tenderfoot, who had come West to
inquire after her husband. “Protest¬
ing his innocence, Mum,” said Lariat
Bill, leader of the lynching party;
“but it weren’t no use, Mum; we
catched him with the bicycle in his
persession. ”—Norristown Herald.
“I have strong suspicions,” said
the very susceptible young woman,
“that he is a nobleman.” “Where’s
bis title?” asked her father, in accents
of suspicion. “He is traveling in¬
eognito. ” “Perhaps so. It’s either a
case of ‘incognito’ or ‘alias, I can t
quite make out which.”—Washington
Star,
Eev. S. N. Sation—“My dear, I am
dreadfully perplexed about securing a
subject for my next Sunday’s sermon,
I want something new and novel; some
subject that I. have not preached on
before. Can you suggest anything?”
Mrs. S. N. Sation—“How about
preaching a sermon on religion?”—
Puck.
Looking Out for Herself.
Here is au instructive story and one
quite new about Queen Victoria. It
was suggested to her the other day
that Queen Anne’s statue, opposite St.
should bo 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.”
A Famous TrUon Going.
The Tombs, New York’s famous
prison, is being torn down to make
way for a bigger one. As a prison it
had outlived its usefulness, and was
crowded, unhealthy aud inadequate;
but as a specimen of Egyptian archi¬
tecture it was as good as new, and ia
so decided a loss to the city that it
seems a pity that the outside of it can¬
not be moved away and set up some¬
where else.—Harper’s Weekly.
The Bermudas export over 17,000,
pounds of onions annually.