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SUMMER AND WINTER.
In the mellow month of June
When the tawny thrushes sing,
And the yellow’ cowslips spring
From the meadows by the brooks
When in dusty forest nooks
Elfin huntsmen wind the horn
And the clover-scented morn
Bipens into cloudless noon,
Then I love to lie alone
In the grass on some cool hill,
While the meadow-larks all shrill
“ Life is music.” Care and pain
Fare but ill in summer’s reign.
When the hills are wrapped in sheets,
When the snow whirls on the leas,
And the icy-fingered trees
Sparkle in the moon’s cool light,
When the clouds in the long night
Weave a pall for the dead year,
And the keen wind hurls its spear
Eight at every one it meets,
Then my heart is never sad,
For I think of bree/y soring.
And the joys that it will bring—
Of the robins on the lawns
Piping in the dewy dawns.
-W. F. Smyth.
SILVE_R_CAIP.
BY GEORGE E. WALSH.
The grim, silent miners took up their
work each morning where they had left
it the night before, and stubbornly
swung pick and spade through all sorts
of weather from morning until night,
even though the return for their work
often amounted to less than half a dollar
a day. At night time they smoked their
pipes with as much satisfaction as though
they were the owners of unlimited
wealth, ( vet and above the discouraging
fact tliat they were faring poorly, every
miner had a vague, indefinite feeling
that his streak of ill luck would pass
away in time and palmier days would
come.
When the millennium for Silver Camp
did come it was first announced by a
stranger. A beardless miner had entered
the ( amp one bright May day, and, after
purchasing a supposed to-be worked out
miue for a mere song, lie set resolutely to
work, repairing the damages done to the
mine by the last owner, and then making
preparations to go on with fur
ther excavations. The older inhabitants
of the place shrugged their shoulders at
the innocence of the “young ’tin,” but
no word of advice was spoken to him,
except the laconic remark of one of the
miners, who one day met tU6 stranger on
his way to his hut: '“Ve don’t find
much dust tliar, d’ye young ’tin?’ Tain’t
likely that you wili, nuther.”
About two weeks after the stranger’s
advent, the first excitement for years
was created by the announcement that
gold had been struck. The news ran
from mine to mine like wild-fire, and
in half an hour all the men were sur
rounding the lucky tinder. It was the
youthful-looking, beardless stranger,
Who stood in the centre of the group,
and explained how lie had made the
lucky stroke. A few doubted the gen
uineness of the gold at first, but several
nuggets were handed to them to exam
ine, the stranger showing delightful ig
norance as to its quality and vaiue,
Which caused more than one grizzly
miner to smile pityingly at tne flushed,
handsome face of the owner of the gold.
‘‘lt’s the real stuff,” muttered one
burly, red-flannelcd individual, slowly
weighing the nugg ts in his hand. “An’
ye can depend on it, stranger, thar’s
(plenty more where this cum from. These
yellow nuggets never go alone.”
“An’ thet mine o’ yers ought ter be
Wurth anywhere from fifty ter one
(hundred thousand, clean cash,” inter
posed a second representative of Silver
Camp.
“What? Fifty thousand dollars?” ex
claimed the beardless yputh. bis eyes
showing his surprise as much as his
words. “Then all my misery and wait
ing are rewarded at lust. Thank God!
But it is too good news to believe.
[Where can I get half that price for it?—
who would give me thirty thousand dol
lars for it?”
The stranger looked around upon the
group of faces about him, and seemed to
wait for an answer.
“Well, stranger,” remarked the first
speaker, after a little pause, “I don’t
want ter take advantage of yer ignor
auce. ’Taiu't my natter ter be adoin’
sich underhanded work. But if thirty
thousand dollar is yer price, I reckon my
pard an’ me will buy thet claim of ye.
I’ll tell ye beforehand, though, thet ye
can get double thet price ef ye wait long
enough; but ef cash is any ob ect ter ye,
ye can hev it ter-night in as good gold as
thet ye vedug out of yer mine. Ef it's
ago jes’ say the word, an’ we'll walk up
ter the cabin, an’ seitle it afore night
fall.”
The face of the stranger still w T ore a
doubtful expression; but it soon cleared
op., as he turned to the bidder for his
gold mine, and said:
“Men, 1 don’t know much about these
matters, for I have never followed the
business for any length of time; but mis
gentleman’s offer is a lair one, and I
think I will take it. I came here to
make a fortune so that I could marry—
could go into business in the East ”
* The face of the stranger Hushed up
quickly, as he unwittingly revealed his
secret, and a knowing loo; passed across
the countenances of the miners, une or
two whispers could be heard about “a
sweetheart in the case,” “a rich father
in law, an’ a poor son-in-law.' Although
not intended to reach the ears of the
spea er, these remarks were plainly audi
ble, and they merely served to confuse
the young man more than ever. But a
jnoment later he recovered himself, and,
turning to the miner who had offered to
buy his claim, he said:
“I will accept your offer. T need the
cash, and 1 want to start for the East as
soon as possible. Keep out enough from
the thirty thousand to pay you for your
best horse. 1 can then start for home at
once, where such a welcome will meet me
as you men never dream of.”
All that evening the “new find” was
discus-ed by groups of men all over the
camp, and there were many hopeful
hearts among the crowds. The streak
of ill luck was now about to pass away,
and no one could tell who would be the
next one to make a lucky stroke. The
stranger had already deserted the camp
for parts unknown, taking with him the
blessings and good wishes of those whom
he left behind, and Bill Saunders and
Jake Wiflles, the two purchasers of the
mine were now the centres of curiosity.
To the oft-repeated query: “llow does
it pan out, pards:” they always replied:
“Furst rate. Even better’n I’spcctcd.
For the next two days small golden
nuggets were found in the stranger’s
mine, and the two grimy miners were
convinced that their bargain had been a
good one. Then, they suddenly ceased
to find any signs of the golden metal.
Probably the vein had taken another
course, and they changed the direction
of their excavati n 3, but all to no pur
pose. The farther they dug into the
sides of the mine, the less of the pre
cions substance they seemed to find.
They returned to their hut that night
down-hearted and crest-fallen, but nei
ther communicated to the other what
was passing through his mind. The
next morning they began their work as
usual, and* kept at it until late in the
a ternoon; then Bill Saunders threw
down his pick and ironically remarked,
“Salted.”
“Yer right, pard, an’ no mistake.
We've been taken in to a big amount,”
calmly replied Jake, seating himself close
to his comrade’s side.
The two remained quiet for a long time,
wh le they looked gloomily at the walls
! of the mine, for the purchase of which
they had expended the last cent of their
hard-earned fortune. The golden nug
-1 gets, will: which the mine had been
salted, would not yield them over a
j couple of hundred apiece—a poor return
for what they had given for them. The
innocent-looking, beardless youth had
outwitted them, a fact of which they
were painfully conscious; but instead of
threats against his life, they merely re
marked in a quiet tone: “Probably we’ll
meet him agin.”
“We may as well close up this mine
ter night, Jake, an’ return to the old
one,” said Bill, as the gloomof night be
gau to close in around the Camp. “We
won’t want ter work here any more.”
“Not this season, I guess, pard,” re
plied the one spoken to, slowly rising
from his seat on the damp earth.
The two closed up the mouth of the
mine wit)* their own hands, and placed
the well-known sign “worked out” over
the opening. Then they returned to the
central part of the Camp, where they
communicated the tidings of their defeat
to the other miners, who received them
with different degrees of surprise and in
dignation.
The little ripple on the surfa eof the
quiet life of bilver Camp, caused by the
stranger’s advent in the place, subsided,
and iife went on among the mines as be
fore.
One spring the snows on the mountains
melted so rapidly daring a two days’
heavy storm, that the Old Begum—the
suggestive title ny which the river that
flowed by the Camp was known by the
miners—threatened to overflow its banks,
and drive every man from his hut to the
higher grounds. It had been a tremend
ous storm, even for those wild parts of
the country, and reports were coming in
from every direction about the damage to
life and property that the river had
caused. Small rivulets on the mountain
sides assumed gigantic proportions, and
roared and tumbled over the rocky
country in an appalling manner. The
lower lands were already covered with
several feet of water, and people were
seeking refuge fromthe flood on the hilly
plateau, where the mining camps had
erected their small huts.
The second day of the storm, the
miners of Silver Camp started up the
river in a body to take observations.
The rain was still pouring dpwn in
torrents, and th ■ men found some diffi
culty in facing the storm as they trudged
over the large boulders and loose rock.
They wished to see what direction the
river was taking, and to ascertain if any
weak places in the left bank had yet been
made. Every article of value bad been
collected in small bundles in the huts, so
that at a moment’s notice the miners
could make a break for the higher land
should the flood suddenly burst upon
them.
“Seems to me the chaps from Steal
Clearin’ ’s prospectin’ too,” said Bill
Saunders to his comrades, as he jumped
np on a small rock and looked up the
river. “They’re cornin’ this way in a
body, jes’ as ef they was excited ’bout
somethin’.”
“Shouldn’t wonder ef the Old Begum
had burst through up thar,” remarked
another miner. “Thir’sabig cut jes’
above the Clearin’ an’ ’t wouldn’t take
much to induce the* river to flow through
it.”
“Waal, pards, I guess we can give ’em
some shelter an’ food, ef nothin’ else,”
replied Bill, slowly removing his hand
from his eyes, which were now losing
much of their former keenness and
brilliancy.
Talk was rife in the Camp that the loss
of his fortune had troubled Bill Saun
ders more than he cared to own up. He
certainly had aged much since the young
swindler had left the mining camp, car
rying with him the hard earned fortunes
of the two old miners. Though Bill
never spoke about his loss to his com
rades. it was evident from his manner
that he brooded considerably over his
ruined prospects.
A few moments later a dozen bu.ly
miners, with rifles in their lianas emerged
from the near the bank of the
river, aud began struggling up the little
hill. Th y were from Steal C!ea r ing,
and were evidently seeking refuge from
the flood.
“Hello, thar I” shouted the foremost
member of the party, as he caught sight
of the Silver (lamp miners. “Hev ye
seen anythin’ of a stray chaproun’ these
’ere parts? A nice, good lookin’ chap,
with a smooth face, an’ a nice
smooth tongue? Ef ye hev, jes’ tell him
he’s wanted up at Steal C earin’. We’ve
got some joyful nexs fur him thar, an’
’twon’t take him long ter find out what
’tis Jes’ a rope an’ a tree; thet's all he
wants.”
The two parties of miners had common
interests. A young stranger had suc
cessfully swindled the miners of Steal
Clearing out of seve al thousands of dol
lars, and the description of the man
given tallied exactly with those that
every miner of Silver Camp remembered
as applying to a certain stranger wi m
had entered their village several years
before. The flood and the danger
threatened to the two camps were forgot
ten, and the search for the escaped
swindler was begun in earnest.
“Hold on boys,” said Bill Saunder 3,
with a nervous jerk in his voice.
“As the man who has been most in
ured by this young ’tin, I’m entitled to
ay somethin’. We must go ’bout this
hing thoughtfully. We want ter catch
thet youngster, an’ we’ll do it, either by
our hands or our bullets. Now, let’s
separate into three parties. While one
follows the river, let the other two scour
the country out thar.”
“Bill's right. We musn’t be hot
headed ’bout this ’ere job,” responder]'
Jake Wi lies, with a shake of his head.
“Ye lead the party down the river, Bill,
an’ I’ll take charge o’ anuther thet goes
over yonder. Cum, men, thar’s no time
ter be lost.”
Once more the two outraged miners
seemed to renew their youthful spryness,
and, as they hurried along down the
river, their eyes were as keen and their
footing as sure as they had been when
they i rst entered Silver Camp, nearly
twenty years before. Every open glade
and rocky elevation was quickly
searched, and then onward the party
sped toward another good place f r con
cealment, losing no time in following the
trail of their victim.
The trail led directly towards Silver
Camp, and tops of the huts were just vi
sible above the surrounding underbrush
when the form of a man was seen to skulk
up from the river’s hank, and to enter
one of the rude dwelling-places.
“Hist, boys, hist! he’s gone inter one
of the huts. We’ll hev him now. ” .
It was the voice of Bill Saunders, and
it trembled with excitement as lie uttered
the words of caution. But before they
could be heeded, a terrible roaring noise
behind the party startled them. Faces
turned white with terror, and hearts al
most ceased to beat. The river- had
broken loose, and was now overflowing
its bank just above Silver Camp.
“m e your lives, men. We ain’t got
no time to waste,” shouted one of the
miners, and, setting the example, lie
broke forth from the clump of bushes,
and started on a dead run for the higher
land. The others did not hesitate long.
Bill Saunders was the last one to turn
and flee, and he was heard to mutter to
himself,as he hurried through the bushes:
“He’ll die anyhow. Scat’s all the same.
But I would like ”
“Come on, Bill; come on,” and Jack
Wiflles almost dragged the old man
toward a ridge of rocks where safety,
for the time being, was promise 1.
A few minutes later Silver Camp was
swept out of existence by the roaring
waters. Trees, logs and boulders, were
tumbled from posit o is. and washed
along with irresistible force. The huts
were demolished in an instant, and left
floating on the bosom of the turbulent
stream.
Bid Saunders stood perched upon the
rocks looking intently at the Camp, pa
tiently waiting to discover the form of
the one who had robbed him of his
wealth. But he looked in vain, and, as the
wreck of the village swept down stream,
the old miner left his station oa the
rocks, and mechanically it, still
keeping his eyes riveted on a certain
place. The other miners did not miss
his presence, and he ran through the
woods alone, muttering inarticulate
words to himself. Once or twice he
stumbled; but, picking himself up with
an exclamation of impatience, he hurried
on again.
A mile below the river the wrecked
huts were washed close to the left bank
of the stream. A living being was cling
ing to one of the logs, and, as the float
ing raft came within twenty feet of the
bank, the person was seen to crawl rap
idly across the few planks, and with a
desperate jump, sprawl into the water
within a foot of the land. Bill Saunders
watched the man, until he scrambled up
the steep bank and h d himself in a small
cave that overlooked the river. Then,
without a word, he turned, and hurried
back to where he had left his comrades.
The miners skulked up to the natural
den where the young swindler was con
cealed, aud it was surrounded before the
one within bad time to escape. When the
men closed in and commanded the liider
to come forth, theie was no sound to in
dicate the presence of a person in the
cave. No one volunteered to enter the
place, for such an attempt would be a
foolhardy feat.
“I guess he’s ’scaped afore we got
here,” muttered one of the miners, dis
consolately.
“Don’t b’lieve he was ever in here,”*
said a second. “Bill’s kinder cracked on
this subject ever since we met them fel
lers from Steal Clearin’.”
Bill Saunders heard the remark, and
his rugged old face\flushed up a little.
He glanced at the speaker, and then,
turning to the men, he said:
“Boys, this ain't yer quarrel, an’ t’ain’t
right thet ye should endanger yer lives.
I’ll go inter thet cave, an’ either he or
me ’ll hev ter die. Ef he kills me, I’ll
leave it ter ye to avenge an old man’s
death.”
Before a reply could be made the old
miner cocked his rifle and fearlessly
w r a ked up to the mouth of the cave.
Slowly his form disappeared from sight,
and the watchers outside listened for the
report of a rifle. But none came.
“Bring a light, boys. It's dark in
here.”
With different degrees of astonishment
they hcitrd Bill’s voice making his re
quest. When they entered the dark
cave in a body they found the old man
bending over the prostrate form of the
swindler. He was dead, killed by inter
na injuries received in the river. By
his side was a small package containing
slh,ohoin United States gold certificates,
and pinned to his breast was a large vis
iting card, on which was scrawled in a
trembling bu iness hand these words:
“Gfve this money to oid Bill Saunders
his pard. I ment to pay them in
full what I took from them. But we
have parted company forever now. I
hope luck will come to tho miners of
Silver Camp. William Swinton,gambler,
swindler, land-grabber, and gentleman
of leisure.”
“ ’Tain’t bad o’ him wishin’ us good
luck.” laconically commented one of the
miners.
“No,” grinned another, pointing to
ward the river, “seeing that there ain’t
no more Silver Camp.”
“Still, boys, I’ve heard it said,” inter
rupt d Sandy Tip, the prophet of the
Camp, “thet what’s one man’s loss is an
uther man’s gain. So who knows but
we will hev better luck arter this.”
And they did. When the waters sub
sided, the miners returned to the old
place of their homes, and erected an
other village of huts. Gold was found
on the surface of the ground where the
water had washed it up, aud the dig
gings yielded good profits the first day
they were worked. The flood had been
a blessing to the men, for it brought the
long-looked-for luck to silver Camp.
By the unanimous consent of the rain
ers It was agreed that the new village
should be christened Golden Camp, and
the name of Silver Camp gruduaily fell
into disuse.— 27ta Epoch.
SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL.
Dr. William A. Hammond declares
that as a rule death is painless.
M. lleclus has showu that cancer was
all but unknown among the persons
w r hose food was exclusively vegetable.
Dr. Leber propounds the idea that sea
sickness can L»e regulated by a system of
breathing. One must sit still and breathe
regularly and freely according to a fixed
schedule.
It has been observed in Italy by Pal
mier!, that on a clear day, with every in
dication of continued line weather, the
electrometer will indicate a change long
before the barometer.
The fabric known as Chinese grass
cloth is made lrom the fibre of nettles.
The cloth is peculiarly glossy and trans
parent, and as be ting for machinery has
double the strength of leather.
The “telephone disease” has been dis
covered bv Professor Wilborstadt, ol
Berlin. The use of the instrument pro*
duces disorder in tiie vibratory chambers
of the ear, generally in the left ear.
A Providence (li. I.) inventor is now
testing an organ with glass tubes, which,
it is claimed, will be much superior to
metal, both in purity and xoluine ol
tone, and cheaper into the bargain.
Wells should be ventilated, as the
water is thereby kept fresh and free from
bad odor. The absorption of air by
water renders it pleasanter to the taste,
and purifies it to some extent; but the
effect is not a very marked one.
For the comcn ence of housekeepers a
sad or ’atiron has been invented which
makes use of the principle of expansion
of metals by heat to ring a small bell
when the iron is hot enough to iron
clothes with. A pot that will sound a
gong when about to boil over is expected.
The Lehigh Valley Kailroad has a
novel way of laying the dust on 3ome of
its divisions. It runs ahead of its pas
senger trains a train carrying tanks of
water with which the road is heavily
sprinkled, in this way clearing the air
oi and making travel much more
en mi ruble.
The destruction of forests has pro
ceeded so rapidly in Prussia of late years
that the Government lias passed a law
protecting timber. It was found that
ibe climqte in many d stricts was chang
ing, and rivers and lakes were becoming
shallow in consequence of the wholesale
cutting away of woods.
Aluminum is coming into use as a
material for dental plates. It is nearly
as light as rubber, but little more thau
one-eighth the weigh; of gold, has
neither odor nor taste, is not effected by
the elements of food nor the secretions
of the mouth, and costs, bulk for bulk,
about one-sixth the present price of
silver.
A detailed analysis of upward of six
thousand cases of scarlet fever showed
that the liability to the disease “was
slight in infancy, reached its maximum
in the fourth or fifth year, and dimin
ished every year afterward. So far as
severity of attack was concerned, how
ever, it was greater during the first two
years, and lessened year by year there
after.
The Albany (N. Y.) Locomotive Ap
pliance Company is equippingone of the
Erie’s consolidation locomotives with
the automatic traction draw bars for in
creasing the adhesion of drivers. The
appliance is so constructed that the en
gine can borrow weight from the tank
and place it with the drivers to assist in
starting from stations and in climbing
heavy grades.
Many people su]»se that the iron is
simply melted out or the ore, but this
is a mistake. The ore is usually an
oxide of iron, which, when heated with
the carbon of the coal, gives up its
oxygen, forming carbonic dioxide and
metallic iron. 'The actual reactions tak
ing place in the furnace are more com
plicated than this, which only represents
the general principle of the process.
Several of the French railway com
panies, and other public bodies, have
adopted the practice of having their
printing done on green instead of white
paper. The reason for this alteration is
that they have concluded that the com
bination of white paper with black
characters endangers the sight of their
work people. Black on green has al
ways been recognized as a good com
bination for this purpose, and many
railway tickets are so printed.
Eggs Save a Valuable Life.
A Bear Brook farmer near Danbury,
Conn., is the owner of a herd of pedi
gree cattle, and a year ago a was
born of particularly choice stock. For
some reason the < alf refused to take
milk, and could not be taught to drink.
An ingenious i anbury man a day or two
afterward, learning of the fact, bought
the calf for seventy-five cents. He took
it home and placd in the calf’s mouth an
egg, and then with hands on its aws
foreiDly shut them. This broke the egg
and the animal swallowed the contents,
excepting the shell, which the owner
careful y removed. This course of treat
ment was ke; t up for several days and
the calf thiived, and after a time learned
to drink milk and oat meal mash. From
that time the animal grew, and now, at
a little over a yea old, is valued at SSO,
and even that sum cannot buy it.— Net*
York Sun.
The Fatal Gong.
There is a Chinese saying that if a
man who has been bitten by a mad dog
hears the sound of a gong within one
hundred days after he has been bitten he
wiii die. Lust ' May at Yangehow, in
Kiangsu Province, a certain man from
the country met a mad dog m the city,
and before he could jump out of
way the dog had caught hold of his
bamboo cloth . acket. The dog was
driven away, and the man, not having
been bitten, felt no anxiety about the
rencontre. Recently, however, there
was a religious festa in the village, and
the gongs, beating loudly, passed by his
door. As soon as he heard the noise he
! suddenly went mad and began jumping
and rushing about, biting everybody he
met. His people sent in haste for the
doctor, but he died before the potion,
which the doctor at once set about boil
ing for him, was ready to drink. —San
Francisco Alta .
FLORAL HARVESTS.
SOURCES PROM WHICH PINE
PERFUMES ARE MADE.
European Flower Farmers—Meth
ods of Extracting Sweet Savors
from Roses—The Process of
Essence Distillation.
As arranged in France the business of
flower farm.ng and p rfume manufacture
are essentially distinct. A few compa
nies and firms have small flower farms,
but the bulk of their blossoms are
bought, like hay, from the peasant farm
ers who come to market with loads of
roses, violets, jonquils and other flowers,
which they raise and sell i.ue lettuce or
cabbage. The flowers are gathered in
j the evening or early morning, while the
dew is on them, and the scene in the
pretty little city, as the long trains
of blossom-laden carts, come in soon
after sunrise, is charming.
The flower harvesting begins in Feb
ruary with violets, which, with the jon
quil and mignonette, continue until the
end of April. May and June bring the
roses and orange blossoms with thyme
and rosemary. Jasmine and tuberoses
keep the distillers and farmers busy dur
ing July and August, lavender and
spikenard in September, and the acacia
in November and December. From No
vember to February the manufacturers
round up the business of the year, and
it is then that the heaviest shipments of
pomades and perfumery oils are made to
Great Britain and the United States,
which, after Paris, are the greatest pat
rons of the perfume makers of Southern
France.
Only the simple, most natural varieties
of flowers are used. The roses that are
grown by tons foi this purpose are the
plain, pink June rose that every country
schoolboy in America has picked from
the bushes in the garden or dooryard
and presented blushihgly to his school
ma’am. The single white jonquil, the
wdd violet, the tuberose are the only
ones known to the perfumers. For
orange bio-soms, a small bitter non
edible variety is used which makes up
for its poor fruit by producing a wealth
of blossoms that are large, white, and
heavy with perfume.
The perfumes of commerce are in one
of four generic forms, namely, pomades
and perfumed oils, which are made by
the process of absorption, or essences and
essential oils, which are made by distil
lation. Every large establishment is
provided with apparatus for all these*
processes. 'The first two classes—
i pomades and oils—are used simply as
vehicles to absorb the perfume and re
tain it for transportation. Pomades are
made from roses, jonquils, tuberoses,
jasmines, and some other alien species
of flowers. Before the season begins
each manufacturer provides himself with
a large number of wooden frames set
.with plate glii'-s. These frames are about
two feet square, and their wooden sides
are, perhaps, five inches wide, so that
when piled up edge to edge they form a
Beries of close chambers five inches deep
and two feet square. Over the plate
glass on 1 oth sides is spread a thin coat
ing of refined* grease—a mixture of pur
ified lard and tallow—which, when the
boxes are piled one above the other, form
the floor and ceiling of each separate
chamber thus created. All is now ready
for the flowers.
As these arrive each morning they are
assorted and the petals carefully picked
from the stamens and pistils, which are
away as worthless. Over the
botSm of each frame or chamber above
described is spread a layer of petals, and
the frames piled one upon another, so
that in each chamber the layer ot flowers
has above aud beneath it the layer of
which absorbs the perfume
until the petals become limp aud with
ered. They are then removed, and re
placed .with fresh ones, aud this is re
peated each morning until the pomade
attains the required degiee of perfumed
strength. It is then carefully removed,
pat ked in eartheq jars, sealed, labeled
and made ready fir export. Olive oils
are used in a similar way, except that
instead of being poured on the bottom
of the frame they are used to saturate
pieces of coarse cotton cloth, which are I
then spread upon wire netting in tight
frames three or four feet square. Thus
prepared these frames are filled with
petals as in the preceding process; the
refined and oderless oli\e oil absorbs the
aroma of the flowers and beeomes, like
pomade, a vehicle for the retention and
transportation of the perfume. This
latter process is especially applied to
roses and acacias. To extract the odor
from pomades or perfumed oils they
have simply to be saturated with
alcohol, which, with its stronger af
finity, absorbs the perfume, leaving the
grease or oil to be used for ordinary pur
poses. It naturally requires a large
q antity of flowers to make a compara
tively small amount of perfume. The
process of filling the pomade frames with
fre-h flowers goes on daily for several
mouths before it attains tho desired
strength. It is by this method only that
the delicate aroma of the choicest flow
ers can be extracted and preserved with
out change for transport to distant
markets. \
The process of distillation, which
yields essences and essential oils is al
togeiher diiierent. In this flowers are
thrown into large copper retorts with
water, in which they are boiled- the
perfume going over in vapor into con
densing co.ls as the ordinary distillation
of high wines from grain. But the heat
often changes thechara ter of a perfume,
and it is only the most robust aud vigor
ous odors that will stand the test of fire
without deterioration. The “flower
waters” of the perfumer's shops are made
by placing alcohol in the condensing
tank, wiiich condenses and absorbs the
odorous vapor until it becomes fragrant
and sweet. Most of the popular hand
kerchief extracts are made by skillfully
combining the odors of several different
flowers, which form a harmony of per
fumes, and often by becoming the pet
frag ance of society for a season make
the fortune of the lucky inventor.— Gin
ciiViti Comm rda'.
✓
London has fewer inhabitants to the
house than any other of the great c'ties
of Europe. Vienna has the most persons
to the house, having five tinier as many as
London.
The best way when hot grease has
been spilled on the floor is to dash cold
•water on it, so as to harden it quickly and
prevent its striking into the boards.
Baseball Outf is.
The cost of placing two baseball teams
on the diamond is higher than might be
supposed from their simple-looking out
fit. In the first place, at least a dozen
bats are used. These cost $7.50. The
bats used by the League and American
Association clubs are of the “black
band” variety. They are turned by
hand, and are of the best sea oned tim
ber.
The catchers’ gloves used by the big
associations are made of the heaviest
Indian tanned buckskin, padded and
furnished with sole leather tips. They
cost $5 a pair. A catcher’s mask costs
$3.50, It is made of hard wire, padded
with goat hair, and the padding faced
with imported dog-kin, and is impervious
to perspiration, and is always pliable
and soft. A “perfect supporter,” used
by nearly all ball players now to support
the shoulder cap and elbow pieces, costs
so. The League belt, made of worsted
webbing, mounted with nickel-plated
tongue buckles, are sold for seventy-five
cents. The flannel shirts worn by the
players cost them $5 each, which item
alone represents more than SIOO in a
baseball game. The shoes worn by the
players look like the cheap articles which
are sold for $2 in sporting goods stores,
but they are very different. They are
made of calf skin and cost $5 a pair.
Many lookers-on at a baseball game
game wonder how the catcher’s body
protector Is made. The material is either
chamois or canvas, padded and quilted.
They sell at $lO. Shoe plates have come
into use in the leagues. They are made
of steel, one for the heel and one for the
toes. A set cost 3 sl. The player’s
stockings cost $1.50 a pair and their
caps sl. The trousers are of flannel and
cost $5 a pair. The outfit of each man
amounts in value to nearly S2O. Then
every team must have a sole leather bat
bag, for which it pays sls, and a set of
three bags, which costs $7.50.
The umpires this year use a “patent
celluloid umpire indicator” to keep a
record of the strikes and balls that may
be callVd. It is operated by the thumb
or linger while held in the palm of the
hand. Since the number of strikes was
increased it was found impossible for
the umpires to keep tally after the
former style, and the indicator was
brought into use. It costs 75 cents.
Every league player now uses a sliding
pad to protect him as he slides to the
bases. It is worn on the side and hip,
and is made of chamois leather. It’s cost
is $2.50. Commercial Advertiser.
A Boston Man’s Original Levee.
A young man in Boston who is going
abroad soon, wished to en'.ertain some
friends before his departure. He knew
they were surfeited with the ordinary
style of evening parties. He wanted
something original. He invited ten
young ladies and nine young gentlemen.
As each guest entered the reception
room he or she received a handsomely
engraved card which bore the mysterious
word “Causerie.” A hint as to the
meaning of what would follow was given
by the quotation from “Paradise Lost:”
“With thee conversing, I forget all
time.” After his guests had
their brains trying to decipher the mean
ing, the host volunteeied an explanation.
Ten subjects were presented for discus
sion, and he had chosen ten couples
to do the work. Instead of
spending the evening in dancing,
each gentleman was expected to fill out
his card with the names of the young
ladies with whom he desired to talk. In
that respect it differed slightly from tho
selection of partners for the dance. There
could be no wall-flowers. The conversa
tion must be general. Five minutes were
devoted to each topic, and at a signal
from the host there was a general swap
ping of partners and a complete change
in the style of conversation. For in
stance, the company opened the ball by
telling what they knew about “Boston
Busy B’s, Baked Beans, Brown Bread,
Baseball, Big Brains, Bloomingßpauties,
Blithesome Bachelors.” When the young
ladies had practically floored the gentle
men in regard to the relative merits of
baked beaus and brown bread as the
best method of producing big heads
on baseball tossers, they turned
their attention to the topic:
“The Lady or the Tiger—Which?”
There was a strong division of opinion
on that. The others were: “Conscious
ness,” “Thereat affinity between a red
headed girl and a white horse, “Boston
Fads,” “Given a squirrel on a tree and a
man at the foot. The man moves around
the tree, the squirrel does the same
thing, keeping always on the opposite
side. Can the man go around the squir
rel:” “Will the opposition to the An
dover theology warrant the heathen in
adopting a protective tariff, excluding*
our missionaries?” “Does an incubated
hen have any maternal instinct?” and
the ladies were familiar with the last
topic for the evening: “Leap Year.”—
Aryonaut.
The Benefits of Hair Singeing.
A wrinkle in hair dressing not gener
ally%nown is “hair ‘singeing.” In a
barber shop close to the City Hall bridge,
New York, is a sign, prominently dis
played, announcing that hair singeing is
done there for 25 cents. A Sun man
dropped into a chair in the shop and
found it no difficult matter to engage the
tonsorial artist in conversation.
“Hair singeing?” he said. “Why,
that’s not a new scheme; it’s quite old,
but is not generally practised.”
“But of what benefit is it?” gasped
the reporter, struggling with a gie.it ball
ot lather that was ihoughtlessly dropped
on his mouth by the barber.
“Benefit? Why, it makes weak hair
grow strong and th ck, aud ultimately
makes the scalp healthy.”
“What is the method?”
“I take a wax taper, light it and grasp
a tuft of hair with the fingers of my left
hand. Then i carei'uiiy appiy the wax
dip to the ends of the hair and burn
them. In this manner I touch up all the
hair. Having concluded my labors, I
then comb the locks carefully and give
the pati mt a good shampoo. After that -
no one would recognize the work I had
done. Most of my patrons have their
hair singed every two weeks, but the
dillercnce depends altogether on the
strength of the person’s hair. One of
my customers is a priest. He come 3
regularly, and enjoys the operation. The
capillary substance on his head was
weakening, and he had a morbid horror
of becoming bald. He has tried the
process several times, and already I no
tice a vast improvement in the growth
of the hair.
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