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BUDGET OF FUN. HUMOROUS SKETCHES FROM VARIOUS SOURCES. jpould Not Sing the Old Songs—Great Thrift—He Thought Not.—His Enjoyment Interfered AVith, Etc., Etc. I '‘l cannot sins the old songs,” Though well 1 know the tuna Anil I can carol like the bird That sings in leafy June. Yet though I'm full of music As choirs of singing birds, “I cannot sing the old songs ’— I do not know the words. I start on “Hail Columbia,” And get to heaven-born band, And there I strike an up-grade lVith neither steam nor sand. “Star-spangled banner” throws m Right in my wildest screaming, I start all right, hut dumbly come To voiceless wreck at ‘ streaming. So when I sing the old songs, Don’t murmur or complain, If "Ti, de ah da, turn de duin,” Should fill the sweetest strain, I love tiddv um duin di do. And the trallala eep da dirds, But “1 cannot sing the old songs’— I do not know the words. — Burdette. Great Thrift. Little Girl—“ Mrs. Brown, ma wants 1,0 know if she could borrow a dozen eggs. She wants to put ’em under a hen.” Neighbor—“So you’ve got a hen set ting, have you? I didn’t know you kept hens.” Little Girl—“No’m, we don’t, but Mrs. Smith’s goin’ ter lend us a hen that wants ter set, an’ ma thought if you’d lend us some eggs we’ve got the nest ourselfs.” —New York Sun. He Thought. Not. Miss Knight (to new acquaintance whose name she did not catch) —“Ety- mology of names is my favorite study. My theory is that all names indicate what the person’s ancestors were; for instance, my ancestors were knights, the Smith family were blacksmiths, and so forth. I think it's the best way to tell what a person is, don’t you, sir?” Well no, he didn't, because his name was Hogg.— Judge. His Enjoyment Interfered With. “That sermon was the finest effort I ever heard,” saida man on Ins way home from church. “I wouldn't have missed it for $20.” “I’m glad you enjoyed, it John,” said his wife. “Yes, I enjoyed it; hut there was one thing that annoyed me.” “What was that, John?” “I had no change in my pocket less than half a dollar for the contribution box.”— New York Sun. A Nice Regal Question. Bobby had wickedly eaten part of the preserves on the shelf, and so his mother shut him in the closet. On letting him out she discovered that he had eaten the rest of the preserves. Mightily displeased.she asked him why be had done so. “Because, ma,” Bobby replied, “I heard pa tell one of his clients that a per son couldn’t be punished twice for the same offense.”— Epoch. The Reason. Wife—“ John, dear, I’m afraid you do not love me as you used to do.” Husband—“ Now what put that into your head ?” W. —“Well,you don't tell me you love me. You don’t say as you used to say: ‘Mary, I would g.> to the world's end for you.’ No, John, you never say that now.” H.—“Do you know the reason, dear?” W. (sobbing)—“Yes, I know the reason well; you have ceased to love me.” H. —Stuff and nonsense. I love you more than ever and I would tell you so >._r askmally, but I never get the chance. You are always talking and I can't get i word in edgeways.”— Boston Courier. Just the Wife he Wanted. She— “I confess, William, that your proposal gives me pleasure. It would be foolish to pretend that it does not, yet— lie—“Yet, what? What possible ob jection can you have to becoming my wife? You know that 1 love you, that I am able to provide for you—”* “Yes, but I fear I would be but a sorry housewife.” “Why so?” “Because I have never been to a cook ing school.” * ‘AH the better, dearest; all the bet ter.” “All the better':” “Yes. ’iou will stay at home and at tend to the cooking instead of wanting to go out and lecture on the culinary art. You are just the kind of a wife I want.” —Boston Courier . A Hopeless State of Affairs. “Hiss tiara,” he said tremulously, “Clara, dear Clara, if I had loved you less, I could have told you that 1 loved you long ago. The mad passionate de votion of ” Then he stopped. Upon the girl’s face there was a wist ful new-bonnet expression, that im pelled him to pause. “Excuse my rudeness, Mr. Sampson,” she said, slowly •coming back to earth, but, for the moment, my thoughts were far away. You were saying——” “I was saying,” explained Mr. Samp son, reaching for his hat, “that it is gi t ting late. Miss Hendricks, ami I will bid you good-night. ” — Ejjoch. Couldn’t I’ioaso Both. A source of comfort to one person of ten causes extreme annoyance to another. When people of opposite feelings come together a good deal of patience and . courtesy is necessary iu order to g t along pleasantly. Hiding ou a railroad train, a gentle man, sitting next an open window, was tapped on the shoulder sharply bv a wo man behind him, who said: “I wish you’d shut that window right off, mister; I’m freezing.” “Freezing!” exclaimed another wo man, who occupied the same seat with the gentleman, “you ain't doing any thing of the sort. * I’m just suffocating with the beat.” “I’m freezin’, I tell you!” “Aud I tell you I’m suffocating,” “I’ll tell you what to do,” said an elderly man in the seat in front, turning around impatiently; “shut the window, by all means, until this one is suffocated, and then open it until the other freezes to death.”— Youth's Companion. Warned. “Who is that lantern jawed old fellow : standing over there eating pie?” asked a facetious young man from the East of the belle of the evening at a Missouri ball. “That’s my brother Ben,” was the icy reply, “an’ when I tell ’im what you’ve said, lie’ll lick—” “Oh, you misunderstand rne. Imeant that long, lank dandy with the clay pipe thereby the window.” “That’s my beau, young man, and he’ll dandy you in ’bout a minnit and two seckmds! Oh, he'll—” “You surely misunderstand me. 1 meant that grinning old gawk stand in; by that fat, ugly old woman in the green dress.” “Them’s my paw and maw, mister,and if you want to git out of this country you’d better start fer tall timber right off. I'll give you fifteen minutes start, an’ then I’ll turn Bill an’ my beau an’ paw an’ maw loose, an’ they won’t leave a grease spot where you stood last if they kitch up with you. Now you clear out fast!”— Tid-BUs. Novel Method of Warfare. A certain fort in the far West, so the story goes, was in command of a major of artillery who was constantly lamenting that his favorite arm could not be more frequently used against the Indians. Finally one day he took one of the small howitzers, which defended the fort, and had it securely strapped to the back of an army mule with the muzzle project ing over the animal’s tail. With this novel gun carriage he proceeded in high feather with the captain aud a sergeant to a bluff on the bank of the Missouri, near which was encamped a band of friendly Indians. The gun was duly loaded and primed, the fuse inserted, and the mule backed to the edge of the bluff. The major remarked something about the moral effect the exhibition was likely to produce upon the Indian allies, and stepped gayly forward and applied the match. The curiosity ot the mule was aroused. He jerked his head around to see what was fizzing away there on his neck, and the next second his feet were all bunched together and making forty revolutions a minute, while the gun was threatening everything under the canopy within a radius of ten miles with instant destruc tion. The captain shinned up the only available tree. The sergeant threw him self flat on the ground and tried to dig a hole witli his bayonet to crawl into, while the fat major rolled over and over in agony, alternately invoking the protec tion of Providence and railing at the mule. Finally the explosion came, the ball going through the roof of the fort. The recoil of the gun and the wild leap of the terrified mule carried both over the bluff to a safe anchorage at the bot tom of the river. The discomfited party returned sadly to the fort. Shortly after the chief of the Indians appeared and announced briefly: “Injun go home.” Questioned as to why he thu3 ex plained: “Injun ver’brave, help white man. Injun use gun, use bow-arrow, use knife; but when white man fire off whole jackass Injun no understand, no think right. Injun no help um fight that way.— Toronto World. A Handsome Mecrseli mm Pi<\ Perhaps the finest specimen of a meer schaum pipe in the United States is owned by Janies Addington, of East Aurora, this county. It was made as a masterpiece from the factory of J f, jinz Iliess, Yiennahess, Germany, anu was exhibited in Germany, England and France, and afterward taken to Sidney, Australia, by the manufai turer's agent. It w r as there sold to a large tobacco dealer, who valued it at SSOO, and from whom Mr. Addington bought it. The pipe is thirteen inches in length from the bow! to the tip of the mouthpiece. The bowl is one and one-half inches lrgh and represents an old stump with the bark partially fallen off, and from the back of which iias sprouted a young scrub, the leaves and branches of which are perfect. Ou the front of the stump is a lizard: at the base of the stump are the most deli cate leaves and ferns. On the stem, which is about three quarters of an inch in diameter and eight inches long, is carved a bed of ferns and grass, in which are standing three perfectly formed horses. The hisses are- so exquisitely carved that each muscle is visible. The bowl and stem are carved by hand from one pice of meerschaum. Attached to the stem is an amber moutli-piece three inches long, on which is carved a horse’s head. For this mouth-piece a'one Air. Addington has been offered seventy dol lars. It is very seldom that such an ele gant piece of hand-carving as this pipe is to be seen. It took the workman three years to complete the task, he having tried seven pieces of meerschaum before finding a piece out of which the pipe could be cut. —Buffalo Couri r. The Bohemian’s Love For Music. Anton Dvorak says that in Bohemia every child must study music. “The law enacting this is old,” said he; “it was once repealed, but is now in force again. Herein, I consider, lies one great i secret of our national talent for music in my country. Our national tunes and chorales came, as it were, from the very heart of the people, and beautiful things they were. 1 intend some day writing an oratorio into, which I shall introduce some of these chorales. The Slavs oil love music. They may work all day in the fields, out they are always singing, aud the true musical spirit burns bright within them. How they love the dance, tool On Sunday, when church is over, they begin their music and dancing, and often keep it up without cessation till early in the following morning. Each village has its band of eight or ten mu sicians—l belonged to ours as soon as I i could fiddle a little. It is supported bv the dancers, who pay nothing to go in, but in the middle of their polka or waltz a couple is stopped by one of the mu sicians, and not allowed to continue until they have paid as manykreutzers as they can afford. AYheu all is over the band divide their earnings, aud mine, of course, used to be handed forthwith to my father.” —Providence Journal. The first cotton was raised in the United States in 1021. LIFE IN MANILA. PICTURESQUE SCENES IN THE PHILIPPINE CAPITAL. Pedlers of Luscious Mangoes ami Cocoanut Products—Midday Si esta —Luxuriant Hair of the Women—Plaza La Lunetta* People arise early in the morning here, writes a Manila correspondent of the St. Louis Rpublican, retire late at night and do the major portion of their sleeping during the middle of the day when the sun is hot and it is not pleasant to work. Long before daylight the streets are noisy with moving vehicles of ail sorts and crowds of bare-legged, bare-armed natives of all sizes liuriy hither and thither on multifarious errands con nected with the housekeeping and mer cantile needs of the day. Their costume eonsists, solely, as to the men, of a pair of very thin muslin pants roiled up as close to the hips as possible, and when a shirt is worn it hangs outside the pants; the front is thrown open and the sleeves are rolled up to the shoulders. Occa sionally a hat is worn, which is shaped like a wash basin, and is made of fin ished bamboo strips or sheets of tortoise shell. The women wear gaily-colored calico skirts and a loose jacket of calico or muslin. These articles comprise their entire apparel. In the throng may be seen an occasional Mestizo or native lady, with her long-trained and gorgeously colored skirt, with black silk or satin apron, worn I ehind instead of in front, and the pretty waist with flowing lace trimmed sleeves, and rich, fluffy lace handkerchief, in which her head, with its wreath of glossy jet black hair, rests like the petal of a lily. The hair of the average Mestizo, or native lady, is the most attractive feature of her person. It is always as black a 3 night, usually reaches far below her waist and grows mo-it luxuriantly. She washes it every morning, or, at least, every other morn ing, and after the ablution anoints it liberally with cocoanut oil, which is almost as cheap as dirt. You can get half a gallon of it for fifteen cents at retail. .Many a native girl trots along' the streets in these early morning groups bare-footed and bare-armed, with about twenty-five cents’ worth of clothes on her and a mass of glossy black tresses hanging almost to her heels, that would be considered worth a fortune by an American belle. Probably the most novel features of these early morning scenes on the streets are the groups, pairs, and single natives Doming to market with their loads of vegetables, fruits, nuts, herbs, etc. They have no horses or carts, but carry very heavy loads on the r shoulders by means of a stiip of bamboo, at each end of which, suspended by thin ropes of bamboo fibre, is quite a large basket, or woven bamboo tray, filled with produce. One of these baskets carried in the arms would be a load for a very strong man, yet one of these Indians, by means of the elastic strip of bamboo, will carry two and trot along at a brisk rate. At each step the bamboo springs up and down, assisting the beaver quite mate rially by relieving him of hall the weight for an instant. A group of this sort is Quite pic turesque, the gayly-eoiored dresses of the women, their black glossy hair streaming down their backs aud being tossed upon the fragrant and cool eariy morning breeze: the colored shirts of the men thrown open in front showing their mahogany-colored breasts, the rhythmical motion of their forms blend ing with the rich beauty of the tropical landscape outside the city. When the sun^. up there come forth on the streets a :* * iad of pedlers of all sorts, from the Chinaman with a whole dry goods store dangling at either end of a bamboo pole to the scantily dressed native woman with a broad bamboo tray on her head filled with “gobs” of rice paste, cocoanut and sugar, which she sells for “dos cuatros” or one copper per “gob.” Then there are women with huge trays of luscious mangoes, the most delicious fruit in the world, and found in perfection only on the Philippines: women and boys with great baskets of boiled and roasted green corn, who sell four ears for a copper: women with cocoanut shells filled with rare guava jelly, selling four full shells for twenty cents; pedlers of all sorts of sweets in which rice is one of the chief component parts; pedlers of every conceivable thing used in housekeeping, and more beggars than you can count. AVhen the sun be gins to near tbe meridian the roar and bustltj of traffic dies away, and by noon the streets are almost deserted, the heat driving almost every one under cover. A Sabbath-day quiet reigns until about 4 o’elo k, wheu the vehicles begin to roll again, the pedlers awaken from their midday siestas and the beggars uncover their deformities and emerge into the open streets to frighten timid women aud children, and plead piteously with the pedestrians, who usually give them a copper or two to induce them to get out of sight. The beggars are a choice lot, and present some of the umst sick ening malformations that you can imagine. By 0 o’clock the streets are filled with carriages of all sorts, the horses racing along at full speed, and as they afe largely occupied by ladies dressed in bright colors, and with nothing on their heads but a bit of ribbon or la e, the scene is quite attractive. Everybody’s obje tive point it this hour of the day is La Eunetta, a large, well-kept plaza on the shore of the bay, where a military band of some sixty to seventy-five pieces discourses music that would not be dis creditable to Gilmore. Here many of the visitors leave their carriages and promenade up and down the smoothly - graveled -pice about the music stand, but the majority remain seated and drive around the va-t driveway with the immense cavalcade. Here all the fashion, youth and beauty of the city as semble almost nightly, inhale the brac ing sea breeze and chat with their friends. At 8 o'clock the music ceases and the hundreds of e-irriages whirl with their oc upants over the smooth roals to dinner. Everybody dines at 8 o'clock, and from y o’clock to 12 o'clock mako or receive calls. At midnight the city is as quiet as a graveyard. The remains of the late General Quincy Adams were interred at West Point. He was born in Lorain County, Ohio, in 1825. Child Labor in India, By the way, in every shop that we have visited, says Carter Harrison’s Bom bay letter, the most costly articles were j for the American market. In this shop : we saw a score or more of men at work lon friezes and entablatures for a Air. Forrest, of New York. I would like that he should see this letter, for it would he a pleasure when he sips his wine and looks upon his elaborate sideboard of ! teakwood to know that some of the most I exquisite of its rich carvings was done by a father and son, the little fellow being only seven years old. How his little taper fingers would handle the tiny chisel and how accurate was his eye when he wrought from the hard, meaningless wood, a flower that almost had an odor, so soft were its petals. The child had inherited the talent of its father, as he had done from his parent, and so through a long line, perhaps far back to those people whose handicraft made the rich relics in marble and wood of four cen turies ago. Here children follow the father's craft. It is deemed a sort of family disgrace for the children to permit the profession of their father to die out in their generation. A boy steps from his mother's arm, aye, from her very breast (for children are not weaned until four or five years old), into a companion ship with the father aud a partaker of his toil and a cop er of his art. We have been in several small carpet weavers’ houses at Amritsir and Lanore and other places, and everywhere a large part of the weaving was done by little boys. Carpets are not woven with a shuttle, but each thread of the yarn or woof is put into the warp with deft fingers, the left hand opening the one for the right to insert the other. A piece of yarn is run through and then cut off with a knife to make the even, velvety tuft. The weaver does not have a design before him, hut another boy sits in front with the design and calls out the next color to be inserted in a sort of chant. The weaver repeats this as he runs the color in. The first boy calls out for one or more who are on the other side of the web, and thus dictates for them all. To one not understanding the thing the chant would be taken tor a sort of reli gious exercise. In one shop in the Pun jab there was no fixed design at all. There were four wmavers on a rug, say ten by fifteen feet. Tney had a common idea in their heads, but each worked out his portion of the carpet simply with a free hand as he went. There were in the shops named above two beautiful fabrics being woven for New York. There were two dictators aud, I think, five weavers. They progress only a few inches a day. The manager, to my in quiry as to the cost of these, simply re plied: “They are very costly. That is what the Americans wmnt.” Old-Time Missouri Courtship. “AYhen I was a young man,” said the politician, “I traveled in the Southwest considerably, selling saddles, etc. On one of my trips I stopped over night in a settler’s cabin in Southeast Alissouri. The settler and his family were mighty cordial, gave rue the best they had and made me welcome to a bunk on the floor with them. The oldest daughter was sixteen or seventeen years old and a per fect beauty for her situation. She was the kind of girl a novelist would break his neck to get hold of for heroine. She’d be very picturesque and pleasing in a book, but I shudder when I think of her in real life. She took quite a shine to me and before we laid down she had told me nearly everything she ever heard. A heavy rain fell during the night, and as the roads had been heavy before, they were not passable the next morning. So 1 had to stay at the cabin. The girl w r as very attentive the three days I was there, and on the evening of the last day she said: ‘ Say. is you uns married?’ I told her ‘no,’ and wanted to know why she asked. ‘ Well, if you uns ain’t’ she said, ‘we uns might get spliced.’ The speaker paused to allow his hear ers time to break all their buttons and then proceeded: “Her father approved heartily of the plan. ‘ I’ve been wishing you uns would hitch ever since I seen you uns,’ he said, and the whole family was so congratu latory that I was afraid to decline. I pretended to accept, and offered to ride to the meeting house about twenty miles away aud get the preacher. They laughed at the idea. ‘ \Ve uns can marry ourselves by kissing over a candle,’ the girl said. I insisted on the preacher’, and after a long argument got my horse out to ride for him. Just as I was about to mount the girl came out of the cabin arrayed to go with me. That was too much. I mounted in a hurry, laid switch to the horses’ flanks and rode off at the top of the horse’s speed. I have never seen the charmer since. ” — Post Dispatch. The Agility of Buffaloes. An old buffalo hunter who was en gaged in supplying the larder of an over land railway construction camp tells one of his experiences to the Forest and Stream: On rushed the herd, now thor oughly frightened, and as we hurried on afUr them we fairly shouted in triumph as ve saw that right in front of them ran a m ine which, we could see at a point beyond, was at least forty feet deep. Tile ravines in this light subsoil, torn out by the deluging rains that occasionally fail on the plains, were commonly broken off at the edges just as steep as soil could hang, aud as the buffalo were sweeping on like a fornado, with little time to look before they leaped, I felt sure that our hunt was ended, the meat supply as sured, and only regretted the unneessary slaughter sure to follow as the fated herd plunged down the steep. I would not have thanked any man to insure us fifty head of dead or crippled buffalo. Over they went, 5(10 yards ahead of us, anil we slackened our pace to a walk and be gan planning how to get the meat of the slaughtered herd up the nearly perpen dicular walls of the ravine. When within 2 0 yards of the brink, to our amazement a buffalo appeared clambering up the face of the other wall of the ravine, at a point that we afterward found taxed the climbing powers of a footman. Another and another came bobbing up. and we dre w up the horses, utterly dumfounded, that every one, even to the calves, had made the plunge in safety. This, tome, was one of the most note worthy things that ever came under my observation. Many times afterward we saw buffalo tracks on the slight projec tions of the walls of these deep gullies, in plates where we could only stop and stare. CANNED GOODS. A BUSINESS THAT HAS GROWN INTO VAST PROPORTIONS. The Trade Boomed By the AVar — The Great Variety of Goods That Are Canned —A Mistaken Idea An industry in this country which has grown to enormous proportions'is that of preserving food products by canning and battling. In 1807 AI. Appert, a distinguished French chemist, found that organic substances remained fresh an indefinite time by being kept from contact with the air. Comparatively little use was made of this invention for many years except by sailors. About the year 1835, however, a small local trade sprang up in this country in canned oysters and tomatoes. The discovery of gold in California gave an impetus to the trade, but the first great expansion of it was during the civil war. Since that time the canned goods trade has advanced by leaps and bounds until at present there is a capital of $11,000,000 invested here in fruit and vegetable canning alore, giving employment to 35,000 persons, who earn yearly $3,000,- 000, and turn out of goods $20,000,000, leaving a net profit of about twenty per cent, to the investors. During the war advantage was taken by the cnion Commissariat Department of the economy in bulk and the ease in transportation of canned goods. Canned meat was found useful for rations in forced marches; canned milk was a valuable substitute for fresh milk in the hospitals when the latter could not be had, and the health of the army was largely maintained by canned fruit and vegetables. At the end of the war those engaged in the manufacture of these goods turned their attention to supplying the European markets with salmon and lobster. The lobster export trade had started ten years previously in the New England States. Soon after the Canadians begau the salmon packing industry, but did not meet with success. But the utilization of the enormous run of salmon up the Columbia and other rivers on the Pacific coast put new life into the in dustry. Some idea of how much the trade has grown may be gathered from the fact that, while in 1800 the pack of salmon was only 4000 cases, during the past four years it has averaged 3,800, 000. The next great era in the trade was the compression of corned beef. Chicago, being a great cattle centre, at once embarked heavily in this enterprise. Foreign governments largely recognized the value of this system of preserving beef. They ordered large quantities of it for consumption by their war forces. Aluch of this was stored as a reserve in case of war, but as the supply was exhausted it has been continually re newed. to the profit of the American. The success of the Americans in canning goods provoked the English and French people to emulation. L nable to compete with the United States in what had been already done, they turned their attention to the canning of delicacies. This trade was developed to a very large extent in Europe, and extended to this country. But the importation of these goods has fallen off in recent years, as this country has gone into the manufacture of this class of goods, and produces a much ' cheaper article, not at all inferior to the imported. The developement of the canned goods industry has been great, but the variety af articles treated in this way has been even greater. Beginning as it did with ship’s beef, it has extended until it em braces nearly all the desirable food pro ducts of the vegetable and animal king dom. Lieut. Greely, after his famous Arctic expedition, said that canned ap ples, peaches, pears, rhubarb, green peas, green corn, onions, potatoes and tomatoes were all subjected to a temperature of sixty degrees below zero. They were solid for many mouths at a time, the second summer they thawed, and the following winter they were frozen solid again. When these articles were eaten they presented the same ap pearance as though freshly canned, and their flavor was as good when the last can was opened as during the first month. Canned goods have proved a great boon to the housekeeper. In cities, at any rate, the goods preserved are cheaper than if bought in the fresh condition. This arises from the fa t that they are always packed where the material is cheapest and most abundant. A great economy is exerci-ed, too, by the whole sale preparation of meat and fish. The popular idea that canned goods are injurious to health is a mistake. Tin, which forms the coating ot the thin iron plates of which the cans are made, is not acted on at ail by any ordinary acids or by the gases of decomposition. Certain firms in this city have followed up every case of alleged poisoning from canned goods without finding a single one of them authentic. The ordinary precautions of taste and smell as applied to fresh goods are a sufticient protection against danger in similar goods when canned, and judging by the progress of the past decade in thi3 method of food preservation, it seems likely to have a still larger future before it. —New York Sun. Whore the Moccasins Como From. “Aloccasiiis, the genuine article made by Indians, are not, found in Eastern trade to any extent,” said a traveling salesman for a New. York firm to a Sun reporter. ‘ They can only be found in the West; but even there the supply is limited and quickly exhausted.” ‘‘Don't the red men make moccasins for sale to customers direct ?” “No, not as a. general thing. The Indians have a peculiar process of tan ning the leather, which makes it very pliable and soft. It is quite different from the stock found in factories, and is m ich tougher and finer in quality.” “What do the Indians get tor their moccasins.;” “They have no regular prices. They often exchange them for food or clothing.” mwm * A Kentucky newspaper claims the in vention of the drink known as Tom and Jcrty for.lack Shingler, an ecceutr c old shoemaker. .ho origin ited it a third of a century ago and nan.ed it after Thomas . e i* rs>n and the biblical prophet Jere miah. J Novel Method of Fishing. The two Indians were going to show us their method of catching trout and salmon. AVhile not sportsmanlike it was decidedly interesting. They first select a suitable hole with fish enough to be an object. In this case it was about 200 yards long, thirty feet wide, and varying in depth to ten feet. At the bottom, lazily swimming around, were a number of big fish. From a sack Johnnie produced two light gill nets, which were stretched across the stream, about forty yards apart. Then he pro duced the tips of a spear, which were bound to a strong willow pole. These tips when thrust into a fish come off the pole, but are held by buckskin strips. ; Now we are ready for business. Kocks are thrown into the water and the startled fish dart about, and in a mo ment the floats of a net are jerked violently under the water! The fish writhes and twists, tangling himself up hopelessly, and is sosu taken out by his dusky captors. Sometimes a heavy fish would break the net and escape, but not often. After a number had been caught this way the frightened fish hid under | the rocks and sulked. Then the spear came into play, several being taken. ■On receiving the 1 arbs they would struggle violently, and being hauled | out by main strength and awkwardness I would make a good fight, il fi.Most of the fish had now taken refuge under large rocks in the deepest part, I and were clear out of sight. Then one of the Indians with a small net eighteen inches in diameter, in the mouth of which was bent a willow pole, making it resemble the ordinary landing net, slipped quietly into the almost freezing cold water and disappeared under a large rock. I held my breath in amaze ment, and after he had been underneath nearly a minute I conluded he had drowned. But no; away down a dark mass came slowly out and quickly rose to the surface. AYith a snort his head popped up, while in the net under his i arm a twelve-pound fish was struggling. He crawled out shivering, and after a sun bath was ready for another plunge. Along the bank for thirty feet was a shelving rock under which several fish had taken refuge. Propelling himself along frog fashion, the Ind’an cleared it at one dive, catching one fish and driving out the rest. Thus they kept at work, until, after ! about three hours’ work, not a fish was left in the hole that would weigh as much as a pound. They caught about 400 pounds of these fish on this trip. During the height of the fishing season the Indians from the reservation visit this stream by tribes, and for miles en tirely clear the river of fish.— Forest and Stream. Almost Frozen in Bitumen. A singular and at the same time serio comic accident, happened to a Paris watchman named Parnot. Parnot was employed near the Champ de Alars to look after some buildings which were in the course of construction, and in order to keep himself warm during the night he put some planks over a cauldron of boiling bitumen, aud, covering himself carefully up, went to steep on them. During the night the planks gave way by degrees, and the man slid gently into the bitumen. Under normal conditions he ought to have been boiled, but. the bitumen was just beginning to feel the effects of the frost, and so the watchman was saved from a horrible death. Un luckily, however, the bitumen before thoroughly freezing had adhered to Par not’s clothes and flesh, and about four o'clock in the morning he was awakened by cold which seemed to have entered j the marrow of his bones. On endeavor i ing to get tip, he found himself glued to | a bed of adamant, and shouted ener- I getically for help. His cries attracted I some matutinal marauders who were | prawling around the locality for plunder, I and these worthies, instead of helping i the unfortunate man out of his bitumi j nous bed,eased him of his watch, a purse j containing a small sum of money, and j his knife, after which they indulged in j unseasonable chaff as to his inability to “rise with the lark,” and finally left him ito his fate. Parnot was nearly frozen to ! death when the workmen arrived in the morning and extricated him from his perilous position. He had to be admitted to the hospital as an urgent case, for not | only were his feet frozen, but he had j seriously injured himself in his energetic but ineffectual endeavors to rise. —Ad vertiser. Mourning of Many Countries. The National Educator gives the fol lowing list of colors used for mourning in different parts of the world: Black —The color of mourning in Europe and ancient Borne B’ack and White Striped —Expressive of sorrow and hope combined; worn by the South-Sea Islanders. Grayish Brown —The color of the earth; worn in Ethiopia. Pale Brown —The color of withered leaves; worn in Persia. Sky-blue —Expressive of hope for the deceased: worn in Syria, Cappadocia and Armenia. Deep-blue —The mourning of Bokhara in Central Asia. Purple and Violet — Denotes royalty; worn for cardinals, etc., of France. Vio let is the mourning ot Turkey. White —Mourning of C hina. Until 1498 it was the mourning of Spain. Yellow —Mourning worn in Egypt and Burmsh. Yellow may be regarded as a token of exaltation. Petty Thieving in City Groceries. “The Italian women,’’says a Philadel phia grocer, “train their children from the toddlers up to pick up a handful of coffee, white beans or rice or potatoes, prime dried apples, in short anything they can extract from its receptacle while we are not looking, and while the mother is buying four cents’ worth of kerosene oil, they slip the things into their pock ets so slick that it would take a more skilled man than an average detective to catch them in the act. The ‘sampling’ in larger grocery stores by the better class of buyers is a nicnic alongside with the petty larceny of these customers we have to deal with. It is astonishing of what similar allowances a shrewd grocer has to make in figuring tiie cost of store service and profits on goods sold. Some people think it is simply first cost of goods, store rent, taxes and licenses and clerk hire, but the man who figures that way in putting on his prices never makes a bright anu shining success of the busi ness. "--Philadelphia News.