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TRENTON, GEORGIA.
In enforcing, in a recent sermon, the
point that there are no conditions, how
ever unpromising, which may not he
utilized for developing good results, Rev.
S. W. Lee, of Mobile, Ala., relates how
Rey. I>. C. Brown, a circuit preacher,
raised his missionary assessment. He
was sent to a very poor circuit in North
Georgia. He recognized that if he
raised his missionary money he would
have to adopt extraordinary measures.
This he determined to do. He made a
round on his circuit and asked his sisters
cf the church if they would give him a
hen each. Forty-five of them complied
with his request. lie also had them
promise to set these hens, and to let the
proceeds go toward the missionary
cause. At one time he had forty-five
missionary hens, each sitting on as many
eggs as she could well cover. In the
rourse of a few weeks the preacher had
perhaps as many as 500 missionary chick
ens. When they reached that interesting
age in the life of ach cken known as the
“ frying size, ” they were sold, and the
proceeds applied to the missionary cause.
War was never actually declared be
tween the United States and France,
though various acts of hostility' were
done. Jay’s treaty with Great Britain,
signed in 1794 and ratified in 1793, set
tled various matters in a way France did
not like. France thereupon issued vari
ous decrees against American commerce,
which were hardly those of a friendly
nation. In 1797 the relations between
France and the United States were so
threatening that President Adams called
an extra session of Congress for May
13. C. C. Pinckney, Elbridge Gerry
and John Marshall were sent to France
to adjust a 1 difficulties. The Govern
ment refused to receive them, but inti
mated that money would smooth mat
ters: if the money didn't come wax
would. Then Pinckney made the
famous remark: “War be it then. .Mill
ions for defence, not one cent for trib
ute.” Preparations for war were made
by Congress, and had we not begun
fighting at once there might have been
war. The U. S. frigate Constellation,
Commodore Truxton, took the French
frigates L’insurgente and La Vengeance,
and so startled the French that they
made overtures for a renewal of nego
tiations, and in 1800 a treaty was made
between the United States and Napoleon.
So, says the New York Sun, we never de
clared war with France, but came out
•
victorious in a war that never was
fought.
The New York Mail and Expres has
become worked up over the fact that the
uncouth home appellation of our be
loved country is not accepted by nations
using other languages than the English,
but is translated by them into their re
spective vernaculars. It says: “In
France and French Switzerland we are
‘Etats Unis;’ in Austria-Hungary, Bel
gium, Geimany and German Switzer
land, ‘Vereinigte Staaten” in Bolivia,
Brazil, Chili, Colombia, Costa Rica,
Salvador, San Domingo, Ecuador,
Guatemala, Hayti, Honduras, Mexico,
Monaco, Nicaragua, Venezuela, Uruguay,
Spain and Portugal we are ‘Estados
Lnidos.’ in Norway, ‘Be Forenede
Stater;’ in Sweden, ‘Forento Staterne;’
in Greece. ‘Enomenai Politeiaiin Russia,
‘Soedineneia Stadtds;’ in Italy, ‘Stati
Uniti.’ Besides the British empire we
have the honor of being called by our
own name, United States, only in the
limited and despairing republic of Lib
eria, in Africa.” Mr. Shepard declares
that “the name of our country ought to
be the same in all languages employing
the Latin letter, by their importing the
words: “United States,” and in all other
languages the American spelling should
be insisted upon. Mr. S. apparently
forgets, argues the Chicago Time , that,
as regards most European countries, ye
ourselves “call them out of their names.”
We designate Espaniaas Spain, Italia as
Italy, Deutchland (or Germania poeti
cally) as Germany, Preussen as Prussia,
Baiern as Bavaria, Ungarn as Hungary,
Hessen as Hesse, Kossiya as Russia,
Polska as Poland, Norge as Norway,
Sverrige as Sweden, and so on and so on.
A man who made and paid a debt of
$75 ,000 on Tilden’s election was begging
• money to take him to his birthplace on
the streets of Mobile the other day.
“Knock - around and-do nothing - all
day” was the name a Kentucky father
gave his son, whi<*h the last Legislature
consented to change for him
. A Man to be Avoided.
Lambrequin -“There is Brown crossing
the street; let us turn down here and get
out of the way.”
Robinson —“What’s the matter, do you
owe him anything?”
Lambrequin—“No, but he has just got
back from a week’s fishing excursion.”—.
Life.
The late Sultan of Zanzibar is said to
have been the father of 232 children.
What a cheerful time such a father
would have in trying to rent a house
from a New York landlord.
The largest meeting of Kentucky distillers
(forming the Whisky Pool ever held has been
jin session at Louisville. They formulatedan
Agreement to restrict production of ciy-’isy to
11,000,000 gallons.
rHIENDSHIP.
Who is to me a moral looking-glass,
In which reflects my smallest blot;
Who kindly warns, or gentle chides
When I fulfil! my duty not;
He is my friend, I deem,
However much my foe he seem.
But he who Hatters, ever praises me,
Who ever loves, and ne’er enlightens,
For every fault a pretext finds,
And me forgives before repentance;
He is my foe, 1 deem,
However much my friend be seem.
—T. S. Stout.
OLI) MR. NICKLEPOD.
BY ELEANOR KIRK.
“I haven’t the slightest objection to
Jack, my dear, and when he has saved
money enough to provide for you in case
of sickness or misfortune, I will gladly
give my consent to your marriage.”
“110w t much money, papa?”
“Keally, Flossie, you are incorrigible.
Say live thousand dollars.”
“And that, with his present salary,
would take five years at least.”
“And you would have reached the ad
vanced age of twenty-three.”
“Pretty old, papa.”
“Y'es, in the neighborhood of ‘thesere
and yellow.’”
“I’ve a gbod mind to marry Sir. Nick
lepod.”
“Excellent idea. lie would doubtless
settle a million on you, and be accomrao
dating euoughto die in amonth or two.”
“lie’s most old enough to die, isn't
he?”.
Judge Somerton looked up from his
pile of papers, and gave his daughter's
speaking countenance a quick examina
tion. There w T as something in her man
ner of asking this question a little dif
ferent from usual, and the Judge was an
expert in detecting shades of this kind.
“Mr. Nicklepod told me one day that
he would give anything if he could have
me about his house all the time,’ the
girl went on, half laughing and half
pouting.
“You would make a splendid trum
peter, Floss.”
The judge’s -suspicions were quite
allayed now, and the easiest way out of
these annoying love complications was
to treat the matter as lightly as possible.
“oh, my lungs are good,” said Flossie;
“and I wouldn’t mind singing into the
trumpet. Papa Somerton, what a lark!
Think of how mauy edifying things I
could say with my back to the poor old
gentleman. I could abuse him to all
the furniture in the house, and he’d
never be the wiser. I’ll consider it,
papa.”
“When a woman considers, she is
generally safe.”
At this point the judge resumed his
search among the intricacies of chirog
raphy, and his daughter went on with
her dusting and putting to r'ghts.
After a while the silence was again
broken by the latter.
‘You were poor when you married,
papa?”
“As a church-mouse, Flossie. ”
“Why did you do it?”
“Because I didn’t know any better.”
“But you and mamma were very
happy?”
“Florence,” and now the kindly,
middle-aged man brought his hand down
hard upon his desk, “if I had waited
until i had saved some money your
mother would be alive now. It \
hardship and poverty that sowed hie
seeds of a fatal disease. In three years,
Flossie, there were two children born to
us. My salary was quite inadequate for
all the added expenses. Then came
frettings and heartaches, and a //
mouths illness of my own. We suffered
as none can understand save those who
have had similar experiences. Your
mother was eighteen, Flossie. She
should not have married at that age.
Ou.r love was all right, but our marriage
at that time was a fatal mistake. Now
you know why I advise you aS 1 do.”
Long after the judge had left the
house the saddening effect of his word
remained, but youth is unable to remain
very long in the shadow of another’s
grief, and so after a while Miss Florence
do'ed her sweeping-cap, put away her
sad thoughts, and went out into the
garden. It was a warm April day, and
shrubs and grass were responding in
their brightest manner to Nature’s
caressing invitation, Such a day was
too much for Flossie. She could scarcely
have been sad under any provocation,
but a look at the bright, sunny face
and sparkling brown eyes was enough
to convince one that the. spirit of mis
chief was exceed ngly strong within her.
Her coquettish garden hat was posed at
the exact angle for becomingness, and
her plump little figure arrayed in a dress
she had cut and made with her own fair
hands, was one to be looked after and
adored by ever lover of harmony. There
was agate leading from the Judge’s gar
den to that of his millionaire neighbor,
the latter being possessed of that genial
and generous disposition which likes to
share its pleasures with others. Mr.
Nicklepod, who was fond of working
with his flowers, spent much of his time
in his large hothouses, and thither the
young voman, humming and smiling,
betook herself. Mr. Nieklepod’s ear
trumpet reposed by the side of a bed of
carnation pinks, while its owner busied
himself with some orange trees further
on.
“I wonder how long I could stand it to
yell into an ear-trumpt:’, the visitor so
liloquized. “Of course I could hide it
when I didn’t feel like talking. But then
I suppose he’d be making signs and faces
at me, and 1 should have to make faces
and signs at him. and that would be
worse thau the trumpet.” With this,
the Judge’s daughter seized the some
what formidable-looking instrument and
went to meet her faiend.
“Why, Blossom, good morning,” said
the millionaire, heartily. “Nobody but
you ever thinks to bringme mv trumpet.”
“And nobody but me would ever think
of hypothecating your trumpet,” said
the naughty girl, under her breath.
“How’syour pa?” Mr. Nicklepod con
tinued.
“Quite well, but a little cross,” said
Florence, bending over the “porringer”
as she called it. “I hope you are not
cross, Mr. Nicklepod?”
The smi'e deepened about the girl’s
mouth as she wondered what must have
been her expression of eounteuance when
giving utterance to these words. She
felt it to be the- most designing speech of
her life
“Cross with you:” protested the old
man, gallantly; “impossible. I can’t
believe t ie Judge is ever cross, Blossom;
but if he is, you can run right away to
my house any time, and you shall have
everything you want as long as you live.”
“I seem to be traveling by lightning
express, and on the locomotive at that.”
said the minx, sotto voce. “But what
would papa do?” she asked of the
trumpet.
“You will be leaving him sometime, I
suppose, Blossom:”
“Yes, in about fifty years,” »aid the
girl to herself.
“And you see, child,” Mr. Nicklepod
went on, “it would be very handy for
your pa if he only had to come next door
to see you.”
“I never thought of that,” said Flossie;
“and I guess I’ll come.” she said aloud,
and then to herself. “I wish I dared ask
him how long lie thinks he is going to
live.”
“I’ve a good mind to take you at your
word, Blossom. I’m a pretty old man,
but hearty yet, and there is one thing I
haven’t forgot, and that’s how to treat
women folks. I'm a very lonesome old
duller, too, with all my money, child.”
“The back gate would be real con
ven ent for papa, wouldn’t it?” said
Flossie into the trumpet, and in a tone
which was on the edge of a sob. “But
by what gate would Jack come in,” was
the next thought, and now the sob was
softly shattered, and the April tears fell
in a blinding mist.
“Blossom, what's the matter?” said the
old man, with real concern. “It can’t be
possible that tin judge has really been
cross enough to make you cry?”
“Oh, no, indeed!” said Flossie. “I
was thinking how nice it would tie to
have all the flowers I wanted.”
“You could have had those at any
time,” was the somewhat disconcerting
response.
“Yes, Mr. Nicklepod”—Flossie was
determined to be honest even in the hour
of her greatest deceit —“and all the
money.”
The seamed and wrinkled face took on
a grave expression, and the old head
shook a little at the mention of this
word.
‘ ‘Money isn’t everything. Blossom, ” he
said. “Money won’t provide me with
ears, or keep the rheumatism out of my
knees, or the loneliness from my heart.
But you shall have money. Now go and
tell .John to cut all the flowers you want,
and then run home and tell your pa of
my offer. 1 think you had both better
come in and take dinner with me to
night, and we ll talk it all over.”
“He doesn t act particularly hilarious,
seems to me,” said Flossie, as she turned
away. “But I’m engaged, any way—
plighted to an octogenarian, or a
centurion, or something of that kind.
Jack’ll hate me, of course; but when he
finds I have done it for his sake he’ll
have to relent. If I don’t have but a
million, that will be better than scrap
ing and twisting for years to save five
thousand dollars. Papa always said that
riches would be very becoming to me.
Poor papa! Poor Jack!”
When the judge returned to his home,
about three o’clock that afternoon, he
was much surprised to find his daughter
reclining upon the library-lounge with
her head tied up.
“What’s the matter, Flossie? What
is it that smells so?”
“Yir.egar, papa. I’ve had hysterics,
and this is the reaction.”
“1 hope you are not getting cranky,
and weak, and nervous, like the girl of
the period, Floss.”
“I’m not getting anything, papa; I’ve
got. I’vegot all I want, and more thau
I want, and nothing that I want. I’ve
got old .Mr. Nicklenod and his ear
trumpet for my futuP. husband, papa,
and there’s millions m it; but where—
oh, where is Jack?”
For a moment the judge stood as if
petrified, and then burst in a perfect tor
rent of laughter. At this point the vine
gar bandage was discarded, and the
prospective millionairess came to a sit
ting position.
“Isn’t it funny? Isn’t it very funny?”
she remarked, wi'h flashing eyes. “But
you are responsible for it, with your talk
about five thousand dollars. I went de
liberately into Air. Mcxlepod's. and
made him propose to me. I w’as bound
to settle it to-day. And now, papa, will
you break the news to Jack? AVe are to
dine with the ear-trumpet to-night, and
then exeunt parties and dances, with
Jack so handsome and lovely in his full
dress suit, and enter long-sleeved gowns
and old age without ears. ”
“ Y'ou'll have ears enough for both.”
said the Judge. “They seem to have
grown longer since morning.”
“But, papa. Air. Nicklepod is cer
tainly oven eighty, isn’t he!”
“ Flossie what have you been doing? ’’
“ Truly, papa, just what l said. Oh,
dear me. how my head aches! Alercy!
how my heart aches! ”
“ l pen my word I thought better of
Nicklepod,” said the Judge to himself a
wh le afterward. “ But I pity the mau
—young, old or middle-aged —who gets
my Floss! ” and then the Judge laughed
again, though there was a touch of some
thing besides merriment in his heart.
That evening the millionaire was at
his best. Carefully dressed and “valeted,”
as Flossie remarked, he looked much
younger than when in his garden or on
the street.
“Good for forty years, I should sav.
Floss, whispered the Judge wickedly.
“He is real handsome,” was the as
tonishing reply, “and I shall live to be
proud of him. ”
“ I suppose Blossom has told you of
our compact,” Air. Nicklepod began,
when at dessert, the servants having left
the dining-room.
The Judge nodded, the ear-trumpet
being on Flossie’s side.
“Are you agreed?” was the ne :t direct
question put by the old gentleman.
“Nod un and down.” said Flossie.
“Don’t you dare do it sideways.”
The judge reached for the trumpet and
yelled into it.
“AYe’ll talk about that later.
“Very well,” said Air. Nicklepod; “I
am, as I told Blossom, an old man, and
perhaps not very good company; but I
know how to treat women folks—let
’em have their liberty, and give them
plenty of money—eh?” and now the
millionaire’s face was fa'rly radiant.
“That ought to be satisfactory,” said
the judge; “but there are those who
would abuse such broad privileges —and
one of them is not so very far off, either,”
he added, under his breath.
“Perhaps! but Blossom wouldn’t be
: oae of that kind. No, indeed; lam sura
of Blossom.”
j The judge shook his head “sideways’
t time. It seemed an involuntary
movement.
“Can’t you circumlocute to how old
le is. papa?” saiu naughty Flossie.
I was telling Neighbor I!avis this
morning,” the Ifost began, as if in answer
te her question, “that I really look o'der
! than I am, being only seventy-two last
week."
“You are in for it,” the judge re
marked, as the speaker paused a moment
to till his glass. “Feel of your ears.
Floss, and learu for yourself if they
haven’t grown.”
“My father,” Mr. Nicklepod resumed,
, “lived to be ninety-six, and then died
from an accident. My mother was in
her ninetieth year when she passed away.
In fact, we are a ve y long-lived race,
though we seem to age early.”
“According to precede ‘-venty years
at least,” said the judge.
“The reason I haven’t married again,”
the tnilliona’re went on, “is because I
could never bring myself to believe that
any one whom I cared for could ever care
for me; and to have a wife whose con
i stant wish was for my death would be
rather hard lines—eh. Blossom?”
“Blossom” managed to nod her head,
but her face was turned away from her
host, and her father was surprised to see
how pale it was.
“Why are you like Cmsar’s wife?” the
latter managed to ask. in his old joking
manner. If Flossie lost her grip at this
! crisis the consequenceswould bemoredra
matie than he cared to contemplate. Blit
happily the change from the dining-room
to the beautiful library caused achangein
the conversation, and the victim of her
own folly had a chance to recover her
! se’f. It w'as a long, strange evening, and
one to be remembered while life lasted,
j The two men played checkers, while the
girl guest wandered about among the
j books and pictures, stealing occasionally
into the great drawing rooms and coming
back again as white and scared as if she
had a ghost.
“Will it be lonely for you, Blossom?”
i the old gentleman asked, as she returnad
from one of these excursions. “I’ve been
1 thinking, he added, without waiting for
an answer, “that it’ll make things about
right if I can persuade your pa to come,
too. He Las no one but you. and th*i 1
- need some business help, and itwoulu be
a heartening thing to Have a true friend
at hand.”
“Oh, dear! he is eoingto marry us
both,” muttered Flossie.
“What do you say, Judge?” Mr. Nick
lepod went on. “Suppose you try it for
a year? There is no reason why this
house cannot be a home to you both in
the truest sense of the word. Do t ike
pity on me, neighbors, for I believe lam
the lonesomest old vagabond in the
! whole world.”
“Judge Somerton, I wish I w r as dead,”
said Flossie; and then, seizing the
j trumpet, she said,in broken tones: “Mr.
j Nicklepod, you are an old angel, and
j papa don’t know what to say, and I am
|in just as bad a state. I’d love to live
| here with all these beautiful things, and
with you, so kind &ad generous, and so
would papa—that i-, if he lias a single
I sense left. And I made up my mind I
! would live here list because I loved
I Jack—you know .Tack and he hadn’t
, any money, and he couldn’t marry mein
I about ten ages.”
“For mercy’s sake. Floss,” the Judge
I put in, imploring’y, “don’t be a simple
ton.”
j “It’s begun, and it las to’come,” was
i the girl’s quick answer. “And, Air.
Nicklepod. I thought sometime I could
i take Jack a lot of money—that is, if he
would wait for me—and I didn’t see
how I could really do you any harm—
that is, if you were truly fond of me.”
j “You are an honest, blessed girl,’’ said
I the old man, brushing away a tear, “and
I am truly fond of you, and truly desir
ous to promote your best interests. But,
Blossom. I would no sooner marry you
than I would kill you. Such a wicked
l thought has never crossed my mind.
I Y'ou shall have two fathers. Blossom,and
j vou shall have Jack, too : but not to
marry h ; m now'. Ik cause you are not
old enough, and Jack hasn't had a
chance to show' what kind of stuff there
jis in him vet. Fi e years from now', if
he is worthy, you shall go to him with
a dowry. Then we will have the jolliest
wedding that ever was, and I will dance
with the bride.
For a moment there w r as utter siienee
in the room, and then Flossie lifted her
right hand, and with a characteristic
movement of her little forefinger, said
; into the trumpet:
“You two men have had your heads
| together. That is as plain as the nose on
your face,” giving’her father’s nasal
organ a little tweak. “But, T’apa Nickle-
Judge Somerton and his daughter
will be with you anon, and the way you
will have to stand round and mind the
housekeeper will be a caution ”
“All right,” said Mr. Nicklepod:
“giveme a kiss; and Ido wish T could
tell you how happy you-have made me!”
The kiss w'as given, and it was no dis
grace to Flossie that her eyes overflowed
with tears. — Frank Leslie'e.
The Distribution of the Sexes.
Although over the whole earth a gen
eral equality in the numbers of the two
sexes prevails, nevertheless each land
has its peculiar, apparently constant
characteristic sexual composition. In
Europe there was anciently and still is a
greater excess of women in the North
than in the States of Middle Europe and
the Fast, in some of which the women
are in the minority. Through Europe as
a whole the number of women is very
definitely in excess of that of the men,
and the excess appears to be increasing.
It was very great after the Napoleonic
wars; then the numbers gradually tended
toward equality and nearly reached it
(1817 to 1830, 100.) to 1000); they di
verged again, and stood, in 1870, 1037
to 1090. The phases of increased dif
ference are generally observable after
wars, and latterly appear to be the re
sult partly of the enormous emigration
which has taken place to other quarters
of the earth. In America as a whole,
and in Australia and Africa, on the other
hand, whither the emigration with its
preponderance of males is tending, the
men are in excess, and the excess is in
creasing with the constant arrival of new
parties of immigrants. Nevertheless, a
near approach to equality prevails over
the earth as a whole, and this whether
we regard the white, black, or red
races, or their mixtures. —Popular Science
Monthly.
IN A CHINESE HOSPITAL.
MEDICAL PRACTICE IN THE FLOW
EBY KINGDOM.
Absence of Cleanliness and Vonii’a
tion—Sicß Smokers—The Wo
men's Ward.
I recently visited the Tung AA'a Hos
pital at Hong Kong,and saw there many
things of interest, the routine ;na Chi
nese hospital being very different from
that of a European one. In the early
days of the colony the Chinese inhabi
tants use I commonly to thrust out their
sick and dying into the street, these to
perish. To remedy so scandalous a state
of things the Government offered to pro
vide a hospital for the exclusive use of
the Chinese community, and this offer
they accepted, with che provi-o that it
should be under their own management.
A suitable building was accordingly
erected and handed over to a Chinese
committee in istL. The me.lical staff
are all Chinese, and their practice, I was
informed, is qu.te uninfluenced by Eu
ropean science.
As our chair coolies deposited us at the
entrance to the hospital, a line stone
building situated in tue centre of the
Chinese quarter, we obser ed a crowd of
people in front of a series of a large
frames suspended against the wall and
containing some hundreds of photo
graphs. The stolid demeanor of the
crowd gave us no hint as to the tragic
nature of the exhibition ; and it was only
on our way out that a. casual glance at the
photographs revealed to us th ■ ghastly
truth. A few days previously one of the
passenger steamboats wiiich ply b tween
Hong Kong and Canton took fire while
she bad on board over 300 Chinese, who
had gone to the jubilee celebration.
Nearly all these poor people were lost,
though the steamboat was run ashore and
and there were plenty of native boats
about. The few who were saved owed
their lives to a passing European vessel.
The committee of the Tung SVa Hospi
tal had had the bodies photographed,
and the gruesome picture was shown in
public for the purpose of identification.
A less careless glance now shows us some
pathetic groups—wives, husbands, par
ents, children, searching for what
might turn a terrible fear into a no less
terrible certainty, but the indifference
and stolidity of the ( Line e character
were still very apparent in the crowd.
The hospital itself is a large two-story
building with verandas, and it contains
large airy wards of the usual character.
Each ward, however,is divided by incom
plete wooden partitions into eight cells,
in each of which is accommodation for
two patients, w T ho thus enjoy a certain
degree of privacy. The Chinese have
yet to learn the paramount Importance in
a hospital of cleanliness and good ven
tilation. The beds consisted of boards
resting on trestles and covered by a grass
mat, with a bamboo pillow, and by each
was an earthen pipkin containing medi
cine. Many of the sick were smoking—
some tobacco, more of them opium. AVe
heard that in cases which were considered
hopeless patients were allowed to smoke
opium ad lib.; if so, the percentage of
hopeless cases must have been high,
judging from the number of patients
who gazed at us with lack-lustre eyes
and listless expression. The other pa
tients nodded pleasantly to us, and the
present of a cigar or cigarette evoked
numberless “Chin-chins.” The wards
themselves were fairly dean, but the pa
tients as a rule were dirty, and among
the surgical cases we observed many with
undressed, unwashed wounds, and othei
evidences of neglect. In the women’s
quarter we came upon a group of some
thirty or forty young girls, many of
them really pretty, whose merry laughter
and the vigor with which they plied their
chopsticks, emptying bowls of rice, fish,
etc., suggested that they could not be
patients. AY r e learned that they were
kidnapped girls, mostly from the main
land, who had been rescued by the police
and were lodged at the hospital until
claimed by their friends.
The dispensary was the place of great
est interest, perhaps. It was most neatly
and methodically arranged and the staff
were hard at work making up prescrip
tions. Round the walls were numberless
drawers, mostly containing dried plants,
shredded roots, minerals, etc., also ves
sels filled w ith bones, huge, nauseous
looking boluses, as big as plums, etc.
Among the bonessome fragments of a
tiger’s frame were showft us as a great
treasure, their use being to “ rnakee
strong,” as the dispenser explained. As
each prescription was read portions of
various roots, leaves, etc., were weighed
out, wrapped up in brown paper and
marked with a brush. In an adjoining
room we saw the rest of the process.
Each packet of drugs was placed in an
earthen pipkin, with water and set to
simmer on a charcoal tire and the result
ing decoction was sent to the patient in
the pipkin in which it had been made.
AVe then glanced at the small-pox
patients, each of whom was isolated in a
large, dark, stone cell. \ r aecination is
little practiced by the Chinese and conse
quently small pox is very prevalent. But
the committee of the hospital have or
ganized a staff of vaccinators w’ho are
doing good work.
AVe found a few lunatics confined in
strongly barred, padded cells, clean, but
dark; a few of the patients had chains
on, but the majority were free. Our
final visit was to the out-patient depart
ment, where we found a very portly and
cheery native physician, who greeted us
courteously and showed us his imple
ments, etc., consisting of pitch plasters.
His last patient, a wizen-faced, voluble
womau, was just going away, but sho
turned back and showed us a sore leg,
With a plaster on it. Evidently she was
improving, for, pointing to her doctor,
she exclaimed : “He number one piecee,”
and then her English being too scanty to
give expression to gratitude, she
proceeded to sound his praise in her own
language, somewhat to the old gentle
man’s embarrassment, though he smiled
and nodded pleasantly at her. After
glancing in at a somewhat tawdry joss
house, we departed.— St. James Gazette.
A Boston lady, in fear of possible
burglars, tied up her diamonds, worth
Beveral thousand dollars, and dropped
them every night in her waste basket.
One fine morning she was paralyzed to
learn that an early rising servant had
emptied the basket in the fire, from
which about half the jewels were finally
rescued in a damaged state.
NEWS AND NOTES FOR WOMEN. 5
Moire has a new lease of favor.
Female bribers abound in San Fran
cisco.
Silk gloves are promised with kid tips
to the fingers.
Bows of ribbon and pretty buttons are
the favored trimmings.
Ladies control theatres in Albany,
AVorcester and Richmond.
Spanish guipure is a heavy lace and is
suitable for elderly ladies.
Old black silk skirts ran be utilized
for the underskirts of lace dress.
Airs. Secretary Whitney owns two of
the daintiest Sedan chairs in existence.
The violet is the flower of the button
hole or breast pocket bouquet at the mo
ment.
The new r Duchess of Rutland is a fre
quent contributor to several English
magazines.
I’se tepid water for wos’iing the face
and hands if you don’t want to have pre
mature wrinkles.
Of the twenty one committee clerks of
the lowa House sworn in recently, nine-*
teen were women.
A lady recently died in the City of
Alexico who was a direct descendant
from Alontezumas,
A’elvet corsages with square open neck
and elbow sleeves will be extensively
worn the coming season.
The bordered wool dresses require no
trimming, and therefore ior reasons eco
no.ideal they are very popular.
The main features of little girls’ dresses
are the kilted skirt and loose jacket
bodice with jabot or blouse front.
AVhite and pink are so much the
bridesmaids’ colors that a bevy of them
strongly suggests the belated apple blos
soms.
The cver-popular sailor hat this sum
mer will have a quaint crown of drawn
silk, with a cluster of ribbons perched
at the top.
There may not be anything strikingly
martial in the girl of the period, but she
is going to wear epaulets all the same
this summer.
In silk the old-faslroned lustrous
taffeta and soft twilled surah with chine
figures are more new than either pretty
or serviceable.
Sir Donald Smith’s gift of $1,000,000
to endow.a female college at Aiontreal,
Canada, is among the latest large bits of
philanthropy.
Those jaunty directoire bonnets made
entirely of lace frills arc the prettiest
things imaginable, and a:e most becom
ing to a youthful face.
The widow of General Custer, the In
dian fighter, is at work on another book
of AVestern experiences. It will not be
published for two years.
It is predicted that fancy blue and
pink collars and cuffs and plain colored
muslin pocket handkerchiefs will be
worn with the summer dresses.
Scarlet upon bonnets, in combination
with black lace and jet, seems to lie as
much favored as ever, notwithstanding
the rivalry of the green shades.
C. T Ritchie, member of the English
Cabinet, is the father of seven musical
daughters, equally devoted to art, har
mony and the Primrose League.
Striped moire and grenadine, in black
or white, is a new material which is
likely to meet with considerable favor
for both day and evening wear.
Aliss Sarah C. Hewitt, daughter of
Mayor Hewitt, of New York, is the
leading spirit of the Ladies’ Amateur
Orchestra, which numbers thirty mem
bers.
A Gainesville (Texas) belle can prop
erly be described as “killing,” as two
men have killed themselves in the last
six months for love of her beautiful
eyes.
Open work in straw as well as in
jetted wire makes the foundation of
many a stylish bonnet for summer wear,
and is certainly' both pretty and com
fortable.
Airs. Oscar Wilde makes green the
only color of her garments. She has
suits of half a doz.en shades of the ver
dant hue, with bonnets hats, gloves and
parasols to match.
Frocks of light wool for little girls are
often made with a velvet yoke, which is
cut low to wear over a gimp, the aim
holes being simply corded without
sleeves, and a velvet belt inserted.
AVomen booksellers are not rare in
France. One of the largest booksellers
in the City of Alsace is a well-e iucated
and charming French lady, familiar alike
with English and German literature.
The two best lady riders in AA'ashing
ton are said to be Senator Edmunds’s
daughter and Aliss Charlotta French,
daughter of Don Carlos French, a Con
necticut Congressional Representative.
A Louisville (Ky.) girl has Jbeen ren
dered insane by the use of liair dye. while
another member of her sex in Ohio, who
ate arsenic to beautify her complexion,
scarcely lived long enough to rue her
folly.
The only woman lawyer in Georgia is
Airs. Hamilton Douglas, of Atlanta. She
is a graduate of the Law School of the
University of Michigan, and when she
graduated was complimented by Judge
Cooley on her legal attainments.
The simplicity of the summer fashions
as a rule are very refreshing as a change
from too much elaboration in the toilets
for the season when freshness, daintiness
and elegance are more appropriate thau
elaborate trimming or bizarre effects.
Tender greens are seen in combination
with almost every beautiful color used
this season, and particularly is the gen
eral use of these tints seen in summer
millinery,bringing a very welcome relief
from the glaring reds, which are far too
brilliant for summer wear.
The late Duke of Rutland had at Bel
voir a “confession book,” in which the
Princess of Wales recorded that her fa
vorite artist was Rubens, her favorite
author Dickens, her favorite dish York
shire pudding, and her favorite ambition
nen-interfereuce in other people's busi
ness.
Women's rights are evidently recog
nized in Lexington, Alass., where at
least three ladies occupy positions almost
always filled by men. Aliss Emily
Wright is the postmistress, Miss Cole is
an express agent, and Aliss Atollie Hos
kins is in charge of the telegraph office
at the depot-