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SPRING PLACE JIMPLECUTE.
J • c HEAHTSELL, £3d. and IF*Alio.
VO!, XIV.
Nearly all of the electrical
Hone, excepting the lightning rod and
the telegraph, have come in use siucf
the Centennial Exposition.
A New York Judge has taken the
trouble to decide that a child has as
much right in the street as^an adult,
The, general impression has been, re
marks the Washington Star, that a
small boy .ill a thoroughfare had all
the rights of a grown person aud a
good many beside.
Canon Body, the famous English
preacher, has stopped calling his con¬
gregation “dearly beloved,” or “my
dear hearers,” or “brethren,” when
speaking from the pulpit. He ad¬
dresses them as “gentlemen.” The
innovation has provoked considerable
comment and criticism in England.
The undeniable insecurity aud de
erepitude of many of the large build¬
ings of Chicago is a subject which is
beginning to agitate and alarm build¬
ers and business men, declares the
New York Bun. The Postoffiee and
Custom House has been settling upon
its soft clay foundation for years, and
is now generally spoken of as “the
ruin.” This is not Rhine because the
city wants a new building, but be
cause the structure is absolutely nn
safe. Its floors are uneven, its walls
are crumbling, and the drainage pipes
arc so brokeu aud disconnected as to
till the building frequently with nox¬
ious gases.
The British warship Goldfinch re¬
cently returned to Sidney, New South
Wales, from a five mouths’ cruise
among the Solomon Islands, She
brought back reports which show,
avers the San Francisco Curouicle,
that the work of missionaries among
the South Sea islands has been pr»<‘
t-icallv without result, Cannibalism
goes on as it did before the white man
appeared, only now the natives re
movo the skulls from their huts and
hide them when a warship is sighted.
A missionary who has spent seventeen
years in the Solomon group lias de¬
cided to abandon the field, as the ua
fives are beyond his influence, Ttns
group presents a striking contrast to
other islands, where missionary work,
though slow and vexatious, accom¬
plishes valuable results iu a few years.
It is reported that the French AIiu
ister of War has decided that the
canned goods for the use of the, army
must hereafter be of French manufac¬
ture. The cost of the change to the
Government will be, it is said, 130 per
cent, additional, and it will be neces¬
sary for the department to ask for an
increase of appropriation, Hitherto
most of these goods have been pro¬
cured from this country. The Ar¬
mours, of Chicago, who have held large
contracts for supplying the Wrench
army, say that they have heard noth¬
ing of such a decision, and are not in¬
clined to believe it. It is said that
such an order would make very little
difference with their business, any¬
way. They would still continue to
supply the goods, which the French
contractor would sell at the advance
price by changing the marks on the
packages.
“A venerable man,” says the Chi
t*ago luter-Oceau, “who deserves well
of bis country and is honored the
world over lor his achievements, has
been quietly walking these streets for
three months, almost without recog¬
nition. His name is Tboodoro R.
Timbv, aud your memory is so short
that the name will not enlighten you
as to its claims to a paragraph iu this
letter. As long ago as 1846 Air. Tim
by exhibited to army officers his plans
lor the revolving tower which is now
in use in the navies of nearly al! na¬
tions. In 1862 he patented this de¬
sign, and in that year contracted with
ihe builders of the Monitor for the
use of the revolving tower upon that
vessel for a consideration of S5000.
He also invented—think what it means
to all who go to war and whom armies
and navies protect—the system of
firing guns by electricity, and the
American pattern of the turbine water
wheel. Mr. Timbv is seventy-two
years old, but is as vigorous as Glad¬
stone was at that age, and his mind is
as fertile in invention as ever. Last
week General Aides and some member!;
of his stiff honored themselves by
calling upon this grand old man.”
SPRING PLACE. MURRAY COUNTY, GA. SATURDAY. MAY •>, 1894.
“ AWD You’Ll, remember me.”
One evening as the sun went flown
Among the golden hills,
And silent shadows, soft and brown,
Crept over vales and rills. ,
I watered the dusky bats a-wing
Dip down the dusky lea ;
I Harkening, heard a maiden sing,
j “And you'll remember me.”
i “When other lips and other hearts,”
j Dame drifting through the trees
j “In language whose excess Imparts,”
Was borne upon the breeze.
Ah love is sweet and hope is strong,
! And life's a su minor sea.
A woman's soul is in her song:
j “And you’ll remember me.”
Still rippling from the throbbing throat
With joy akin to pain.
There seemed a tear in every note,
A sob in every strain :
Soft as the twilight shadows oree[i
Across the listless lea,
The singer sang her love to sleep *•
With : “You’ll remember me."
—Cy Warmnu. in New York Sun.
!
A Search For a Romance.
_ AbK
,
j w ton was m
| Iress. Ihftt was ^
X ® be^oolT he took 0 a . 11 han- 1 ?
j s o m
I rom the doc
j tors to Ralph
! Gray s rooms
i n t b o A 1
b a n y.
knew or might
A*y e known :
Hat it . was just
; I the time when , Ralph was most busy
| the prime of the morning, when the
writer s ideas arc most vigorous and.
But R i Mark v f , n was y no h T S altruist w m " ht enough to
care two pins whether lie disturbed
a fried Se“ ' V Luii y \“° tlwn " r
- ’ ’
Wide
„ 6 . founded into Ralph s rooms like
a tipcat. .
low,’ ljjn he under cried, ^sentence, heedless my of the dear
com
posed look of reproach that was levied
at him, “and I thought you’d like I I/O to In
kll “ w -
4t r r I r ,., hat tiresome, exclaimed Ralph.
k
methmhwlly domug his fountHiirpen
Now wffiat 1 want to know is,
proceeded^ JifiA Alark ' * Arlington, °f? r “where Tc S llc
meet utfi a gul Mr like I .n the future Mrs.
Gray at least, il all you say of her is
tone believed. .
“A most wise reservation, that!”
said Ralph. “But there, now, why
not get off to Wales and try your own
luck? People don’t value Wales as
they ought. It. is a lovely country,
and you will find the people in the
out-of-the-way simple parts extraordinarily
and unspoilt.”
“All right. Give me her address, or
at least tell me her name; and if she
comes up’ to your own portrait of her,
by Jove, Ralph, I’ll take the leap, too,
and settle down. ’
“I II not give you her address, my
dear fellow, nor tell you her name,
But I’ll tell you where I met her, and
I think you’ll have no difficulty in
finding others something like her.
You can take a train to Pwllheli and
then make your way to Aberenllyn
anyhow yon please. ”
Parlmgton picked up his stick,
"ThaukB, my dear fellow. Ob byth.
1 'xss&z*
Ralph and he wrote the name on a
7 ° U ^ a “ d *
to
MarkPai AlarJc Raiiington liWon was much r n K more . j
impulsive than he looked. He was !
faee iact y t°hTn than h^liked^L” he liked to be, 10 and ^”,***.?/ with 1
if if thet tbey were were tit tlie split halves *hT h “ oi h6 a f hoop ttS '
with the rounded parts set to his
Flie day after ... liis interview with |
Ralph Gray he took train for Wales,
lS teached Zr™.r Abei enllyu. i * ° An 4 ClOCk air ot T hen sacred I
calm was over the village. The very !
pigs cannot of the place were to penned. the Words j
say more prove pro
fU Afthi«lf bere fi yU Sun ayt °^°^
At tins stage ol his adventureH d i Mark
heard steps behind him, and the door j
of a cottage opened. He. turned to j
look into a Pair ol sunny gray eyes,
They belonged to a young woman |
whose qrr tty hgure was well declared
by bet ’ tight-fitting black dress. There ]
was smile either upon the_ her beginning bps. Ihe or the bps end of j |
a were
f, nd «hapely, and «» were the
teeth they half hid. Mark did not j
take in all at once the fact that this I
girl was beautiful, but he felt instinc
tively that she had a human heart
der her bodice. In reply, therefore,
to her charmingly lisped “Can we offer
you shelter, sir?” he poured out his
plaint. There was an elderly, dark
©Y e< I and hard-faced woman in the
gloom of a passage behind, and the
night-cap on her head at once made
Alark regard her as an enemy. But as
he sat on a chair in the little room,
cumbered with millinery, into which
he had been invited, and watched the
play of the girl’s face, Mark knew
that he had gained an ally.
“TEIiIi THE TRUTH.”
He sat in patience while the girl
opened and carried on ft lengthy con
versation with the night-capped lady,
ilv aunt says, sir observed the
girl at length, “that if you will excuse
the contusion she shall give >» a:
Another 1 look , into • A the gray eyes and
all Mark a scruples fled.
1 cannot teU you how relieved _ 1
KS’ fd ring rahw Wlth voice a S as eiluinetl he .y f •#*
tue girl into a chamber aboutnine feet
square, the prim horse haired furniture
which was disguised under its coat
° T tfmu
’I hat-is ■ father,”
my said the girl,
pointing to the portrait of a broad*
shouldered man in black with a kindly
expression on his somewhat shaggy
lace and with a roll of paper in his
hamb as it it were a truncheon. And
that, indicating a minister on the
; other side of theroom, “issmy father s
r ovvt What r ,; t 11 must ,°T I CU call ' „ you? asked
Mark, when his pretty
brought him lus tea and sat down to
see him eat it.
“My name? Oh it is Claude
ainis-I am generally called Claudia;
A like it best—and Airs. Griffiths here
j 3 ® s n»y a uut. You see it iss the hiring
time, and she iss so busy then that one
of uss, my sister or me, comes to holp
| her with the shop—it iss amusing,
! ^v, Very, I t should l think, Claudia. An .
uncommon name, Claudia, and not so
, ill-sounding either! Oh, good gra
clous, what’s up?”
The girl laughed Mark righted
iumselt. His chair had broken through
the floor.
“It iss too shocking, thiss house, to
,liik y°« ;, nto ‘ lndecc1 - 1 am 8 ° rr ,y for
you Air. —
“Darlington, Claudia--Alark Par
lmgton. And you mustn’t say such
things. I am well content.’’
, h °y wel,t to ehapel together in the
evening- Mr. Darlington, Airs. Grif
fiths and Claudia. it was Alark’s sug
H s ? emeJ U ' hi, »
postmistress’s regard After the
service, however, lie had enmpensa
lion. The rain had set in again. Mrs.
Griffiths locked the house-door. Tlie
three sat together until ten o’clock.
The postmistress did not understand
IiiigliHli. Mark thanked heaven lor it. J
But Kit I enn she 1/nnt kept, her ctrnii eyes on him, and J
even when, • at Claudia’s request, she —.
sanctioned tin* , cigar . for . which her
guest was j.ining, she watched the
smoke of it with an expression that
was not exactly comforting. .
Pou must not mind aunt, whis -1
pered Claudia at that moment, when !
the elder lady had left the room and
the girl was kneeling to use the be I
lows to the reluctant fire. Her pretty
head touched Mark’s arm while she
worked—it was such a very small
room. “She iss stricter than mss
younger ones. And, besides, I wass
two years with an English school, be
cause my father he wass resolved his
children should know the English and
the Welsh—but I speak it badly yet.”
“1 don’t know when I’ve heard Eug
lish spoken so sweetly,” said Mark;
and he meant it. ,
His second day in Aberenllyn did
but confirm his earlier impressions
about this Welsh girl. He saw her
now in her role of busy worker, doing
everything that came in her way, and
doing it all with the most winsome
cheerfulness.
The shop was full of customers al
most from daybreak. It was odd where
i*u- they came from, and also how prikfl, they got
JM, „ ,h.
s ztt j%3
much to see how she was at the dis
l’ 0 ** 1 °/ 1,tt ? e «“ Is of tou’tcen or four
and T sulphur-colored Y u t bonnets feat a ^ foot e "
high, and sat down to make sure she
‘ lirt not f ^« et And
annoyed 1 him most ol all to perceive
tko cordia! footing she was upon with
ali the handsome young seafaring men
who dallied so long in the shop on
“ ie l> r< ^text ot letters, pipes or snuil
tie dined on tin salmon of an indif
ferent brand; but Claudia served it,
Rt LiS T U T\
She was not a bit troubled at being
asked to dine with him, but there was
just a sonpeou of deference in her j
manner, which made her all the more •
-Then she • took . , her , bonnets . ;
agam up j |
and continued to run between the
shop Mark’s and Mr. obdurate Parlington’s room yearned till j
even nature :
in pity for her
f Will you not come out with me ?
he asked. She excused herself with a ;
sffiile The bonnets and her aunt :
wore her plea; but Mark saw it in ,
her face that a sense of propriety also
deterred her. Yet this same sense oi [
propriety did not prevent her sitting j
with him for hour a fter hour iu the
evening, while" she worked by the j
light of one candle, and Mark smoked j
cigar after cigar, and studied, her face,
Mrs. Griffiths came periodically to
peep at them. She did not seem
pleased by her niece’s conduct, but as
there was no relaxation iu the bonnet
making she uttered no audible protest,
Somehow the talk took a literary
turn. Claudia’s father, who was a
tradesman in a town at some distance,
was also a preacher. The roll of paper
in his hands on the wall was one of his
sermons Claudia climbed the stairs
to fetch ,a manuscript copy of tb» ser
mon the old gentleman had preached
in Aberenllyn only the last Sunday,
Alark read a little of it, praised its
vigor (which was undeniable), set it
aside, and again turned his attention
to the girl’s gray eyes, which had al
most a morbid sparkle of beauty in
them by the candle light.
“I suppose, Claudia, you don’t read
mmv novels?” he asked.
“No, Mr. Darlington, and it iss
strange yet that I should uot-thongh
I cannot tell you altogether why. But
when I wassa very little girl my Uncle
there took me upon hiss knees
and said I wass never to read
boons, and T said 1 would not. They
are wicked things, novels, Mr, Pa,
hngton, and put idle and vain thoughts
into girl’s minds.”
I myself am a writer of novels,
Claudia,” said Alark, stooping to set
what effect his words would have upon
t '
ac ‘-’
But they seemed to have hardly
any. She colored slightly, and her
eyas took an earnest expression.
“Indeed, 1 am sorry I said that,”
she whispered. “They may not be so
bad as Uncle Owen thinks, and I sup
pose there some people must write them, as
are people who read them. ”
“She puts me down as a sort of
scavenger,” thought, Alark. with much
mental disaffection.
“Claudia! Claudia!” called the aunt,
and, laying aside her work, the girl
excused herself, and left the room,
When an hour had passed and she had
not returned Alark went to bed. He
shuddered to think what Aberenllyn
would be for him if she were not in it.
: > The next morning she said to him:
Cl have a letter from my father this
»»«* I am to return to him the
day after to-morrow. They ' miss me
sb much at home.”
“The day after to-morrow!” echoed
Mark. It was as if a veil had suddenly
been drawn between him and the sun
light
“Yqss. 1 shall be sorry, and I shall
S lwl > too. I am happy at home and
l am happy here; but Ido not sleep
so well at Aberenllyn, though I do not
tell auntie.”
Hark put. his hand to the girl’s
Iirdw. It was much too warm. He
fancied the pretty forehead clung to
Ilia palm, and the fancy made his heart
beat.
ux ‘You are the goddess of self-sacri
fief. Claudia, ”he exclaimed, “and your
uftj t is a-”
.But the girl’s little white band was
his lips in a moment. “You must
not say anything against my aunt. 1
love her very much. She is lonely
and does not think people tire them
selves.”
Alark kissed the fingers that had
thus assumed to bar his speech and
gallantly returned the hand to its
owner.
“You should not have done that,
Air. Parlmgton,” she murmured. “It
iss not a very clean hand just now. I
am afraid; indeed, it iss not.”
“It is a good one, and that is enough
for me,” said Alark. Her blush after
the kiss had cheered him like an elixir
The next day was misty and cold,
and the southwest wind drove the sea
hard into Aberenllyn’s little bay.
“Our last day,” said Mark, when
Claudia greeted him with her usual
gladsome “good morning.” (Her eyes
were very dark underneath.
“Yess, and it will be a bad one, too,
Mr. Parlington. 1 am so sorry for
you. But why w3l JL/ will you leave
«„
^ *“ * —*
“You would soou forget me,” she
said, “and will you please to like your
??«» w ^, the haeon or done 8 ' m P 1 f 111
the pot?”
“Anyhow. Claudia, me.”' so your pretty
'
bring them to
It was really a melancholy day out
side. The weather, of course, too, at
fected the attendance in the
But Mark was concerned to hear the.
deep voices oi mtiukind nearly always
when Claudia left him, and her clear
laughter never failed to encourage
th TZ n their gafl ' dWS -
defect Still, there were bonnets enough or
to keep Claudia’s lissome fingers
in motion whenever she was not re
quired in the shop; ami she did most
of this work in the little room with
the broken floor and the photographs
on the wall. Alark sat at one side of
the table watching her. It seemed to
him he had been doing this off and on
for years He knew each of her
lingers by heart, and where her hair
was thickest over that sensible little
forehead of hers.
“Are you, Mr Parlmgton, always
so idle? No, no, I do not mean that,
please forgive me. but when you are
not hero do you not work like other
people?” asked Claudia at one time.
“Yes, I work, my Claudia,
pretty hard, too. ”
“But you mean at the writing, do
you not? Is that real work, Air. Par
lington?”
“Faith, I think so, child.”
The girl dropped her needle and a
hazy expression of far-awayness stole
into her gray eyes. “Ido not know
if I shall ever be very wise, but I do
leel so curious about London at times,
It iss chiefly when I lie awake in the
night.”
“Coughing?”
$1.00 a Year in Advazxoe.
-though‘you “Well, vess, perhaps I am coughing
must not think me weak
and good for nothing. Aly Uncle Owen
says I have silly little ears, but that I
should be more foolish if they were
larger.’’
“I don’t quite know, Claudia, what
your Uncle Owen meant bv that, but
! think your ears, like every othei
part of yon, are perfect.”
The girl’s cheeks qrimsoned and she
looked up. “Ah," she said, “bid
that iss only a compliment! My sister
Grace-she iss older than me-hass
had many things like that said to
her.”
“Your sister Grace, Claudia, what
is she like’”
“If yon will excuse me, I shall show
yon ”
‘
The girl tripped upstairs, but soon
returned with two photographs,
“That iss Grace-is she not sweet?
and yet there are many who say we
much alike. And thiss iss' the
j 1 gentleman she iss to marry.”
Once again bv his convulsive start
Alark sent his chair log through the
floor.
“This, Claudia-this gentleman!
Why, it is RalphGray-a great friend
of mine! Oh, come, there is a fatality
here!”
By a deft movement he kicked the
door of the room close, and took
Claudia’s hand.
“Child,” he exclaimed—“will you
give me your life as your sister has
given hers to Ralph? Will you be
mine, Claudia’ 1 ”
“Air. Partington’’replied it the oirl
as she gazed earnestly him, “you
do not mean that!”
“I swear by—bv your Uncle Owen
and your father there, and by voiu
own sweet self, that I mean every word
of it."
“Oh dear oh dear-only think of
it! Oomin<>- auntie
This lastwasinanswertoaouerulous
cry for her whi^ from the other sale of the
,w Mark had shrewdly 7
blocked
Five minutes passed ere Claudia re
turned. She appeared in a pretty
straw hot.
“See, Air. Darlington,” she said,
pointing to the patch of blue in the
sky that was visible from the window,
“it iss better weather. Aunt says I
may take you as far as the old church
to show you my grandfather’s tomb.”
“OIi, with pleasure,” observed
Alark
It was the most imposing monu
meut, in the churchyard, a little
marble column" telling of the de-'
ceased’s many virtues (in Welsh) and
indicating his age at death as eighty
two.
“You have not given me my answer,
Claudia,” said Alark,*leaning against
the railings.
“I will tell you why I asked you to
come here, Air. Burlington. Aly
grandfather wass very fond of me, and
when he wass in hiss last illness he
said I wass to do nothing serious in
my life without praying over him. I
have just prayed. He tells me to say
to you that if you mean what you said
you shall please to come here again
the next May hiring time and I will
then say‘Yess’or‘No.’ I am sorry if
J do not make you happy.”
“Oh, but you do, my sweetheart, ”
retorted Mark, eagerly. “A year is
nothing, It will soon pass, and then
—you will be mine, my darling, for
ever. ”
“Well” ’ said Ratnh Grav r,
Sly ,- , , . « LS.l™ , , ,
He said°it with a shadow of dissatis- ‘
tft( . tion ou hif> {aoe as if he were not
wholly pleased with the turn of events.
1 y i
’
i D >>
U Theli Itftke it forgranted that you
w ;ii t , vonr wor ,i an .i
Claudia this time next year.”
“Whv eertainlv I said so Dear
de8r> flow gone I was upon her, to be
sure. «*
“Was!”
“Don’t Tm so eon Founded) v sham
on » fellow’s tenses. I meant ‘am,’ of
,. nm . K ., a n >»’’ .j , iqi i... n «
t<> the
Ralph smiled rather bitterly
A(j Mark> no soonel . he iu
the streefc than he Clapped his hands
£ 0 jjj g
« By f , 0 ve ' ! ”he exclaimed “Only
think it - gho is jn tll0 habil , of makill g
an anllual tryst with her Iovers at her
granddad’s G grave! What a novel situa
on there's orit in it The dear
cajoling i ittle chit, with her melodious
filiations! I’m glad 1 have her
photograph. it would be a pity not to
k h er memory green in me for
awhile.”—London Black and White,
A pair of twins voted at the recent
election iu Wilkesbarre, Penn., the
other day, though The one of them was
slc l i i u Ded. well one did the
voting for both, and the judges were
none the wiser, as the young men were
so much alike that nobody can tell
them apart.
North Dakota has several wheat
farms of 10,000 to 15,000 acres each.
Over 210,000 tons of buffalo bones,
representing 7,800,000 animals, have
been exported from this State.
NO. 9
HER HAWIS,
Her band,
A dainty hand,
No jewels flash
Their artificial art to aid
The beauty, of
The soit white hand
Of this fair maid. ■
Her hand,
A tender hand.
Its softening: toueb
Thrills through and thraugh
My heart, and makes
Sensations, that tiU then
It never knew,
Her hand,
A soothing band,
Were it but mine,
To gently in her woman’s way
Smooth troubles from
My worried brow,
’Twould make life but oue happy
Her hand,
An angel’s hand,
3 ask to have,
And vastly to my own surprise
She answers yes;
And then her hand,
It trembles as in mine it lies,
—Ned Whately, in Detroit Free Press,
PITH AND POINT.
“Were you ever In love?” “No, but
I’ve had liver complaint,”—Washing¬
ton Star.
There is nothing like bad luck to set
a man about making a mental inven¬
tory of his friends. —Milwaukee .Tour
ual.
l'eacher—-“When does the winter
season begin?” Observing Boy—“It
generally News. begins about spring. ”—Good
He (indignantly)—“I mind.” hope I. know
my own She (sweetly)—“Yes,
you surely ought to know as much as
that. ”—Brooklyn Life.
Hi tuple—“Does your wife obey you,
as she promised to do at the altar?"
Simple—“Well, the fact is I’ve never
dared to test her.”—Brooklyn Life.
Beggar—“Have yon a copper you
cau spare, sir !” Carleton—“Yes; you
will And him in the kitchen making
love to the cook. ”—Spare Moments,
There isn't any spring in me—
But that is not so rare :
There is no spring in any one
When spring is in the air.
Professor—“How long should a
man’s legs be in proportion tc his
body?” Mr. Lowstand—‘‘Longenough
to reach the ground, sir. ’—Yale Rec
ord.
A society with the cognomen of
“Improved Order of White Men”
would receive the cordial indorsement
of the average wife.—North Bend Re¬
publican.
“H’m,” said the burglar, after ha
had found that the safe was empty,
“this thing lacks a whole lot of what
it was cracked up to be.”--Indian¬
apolis Journal.
“I nearly died of ennui while I was
off with Hicks,” said the mind-reader.
“What was the matter?” “There was
not much to do, and nothing to read, ”
—Harper’s Bazar.
Johnnie (seeing his twin cousins for
the first time)—“Isn’t, it funny, mam
ma?” Mamma— “What, dear?”
“Why, this baby is a philo
pena. ”—Inter-Ocean.
Actor—“When I am acting 1 forget
everything about me; 1 see nothing
but my role} the public disappears en¬
tirely.” Friend—“I don’t wonder at
that. ”—Fliegende Blaetter.
When the bills for gas and electric glow
A man month after month has paid.
He’s pretty apt, I think, to know
About the charge of the light brigade.
—Buffalo Courier.
“Is the mistress of the house in?'
inquired the peddler. “No,” replied
tired-looking, timid woman who had
gone to the kitchen door to answei
the knock. “It’s her afternoon out.”
—Chicago Tribune.
Airs. Portly Pompous—“It’s a little
strange that you are unwilling to show
your references.” Servant—“I hesi¬
tate out of consideration for those
people who change theirservants every
week. ”—Texas Siftings.
The Navy War College.
The Naval War College is a sort of
naval Naval university, where graduates of
the Academy are sent to study
the higher branches of naval educa¬
tion'. The college was started by
Admiral Luce some ten years ago. Its
idea is to take the officers when they
are not on sea duty and give them in¬
struction in the management of fleets,
the history of naval warfaro and the
“grand strategy” as opposed to ordi¬
nary tactics. The college occupies a
fine building at Newport, Rhode Isl¬
and, and after an interruption of some
time will be in active operation during
the summer. The commanding officer
of the cruiser New York was President
of the college, and in preparation for
his work wrote the now famous books
on “Sea Power in History,” and “Sea
Power in the French Revolution and
Empire,” two works accepted as au«
thoritative by all European countries,
—Trenton (N, J.) American.
The amount of silk produced by
each spider is so small that Reaumur
computes that 663,522 would be re¬
quired to produce a pound of thread,