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S2OTVDAI McRNINQ
There are millionaire* iindjgiMMM
gP<.' At Newport:
There is wealth that quite embarrasses
V At Newport;
And the victims—this is funny—
Drones within the hives of honey,
Have to work to spend their money
Down at Newport.
When the pace i* *et for spending
At Newport;
Then the contest comes unending.
At Newport;
And the aim of every fellow
]*, not good, but social bellow,
And lie wins who spends most yellow
Down at Newport
They go riding round in carriage*
At Newport;
Airing their unhappy marriages
At Newport;
Wrinkled dowagers a-plenty,
Perfumed, proud and soft with sentiment
and wishing they were twenty,
Down at Newport.
The Girl at Number Nine—A
Pathetic Story of a Mis
understood Love.
SHE was neither plotureaque nor
romantic; anti in tlie suburban
parish where she lived there
were probably a hundred girls
prettier than she. But a bright, cn
selfish nature will make even a plain
fact attractive; mid there were times
when you would have said that Nellie
Graham was more than comely.
Each week-day morning, punctually
at u quarter to S, you might see her
setting off for a two-mlle walk to’tbe
Broad School in Hirst street, where,
ns hcml teacher, she received n salary
which enabled her to provide for the
wants of the household.
Of a sunny disposition, she always
endeavored to look on the bright side
of things. But the dark side would
persist In showing itself, especially
when, ns It often happened, her father
—a confirmed beer-drinker—with foul
oaths would demand money from tier;
while her mother a continued Invalid
—would signal to her from the horse
hair couch to obey him.
At. length, however, the time canto
When even her darkest days had a
gleam of sunshine. I,o ve entering her
life had glorified it.
Het sweetheart's name was Marston.
He was a draughtsman at Cranston's
lilg works; and, with a salary of £l4O
per annum, laid dreams of future great
ness.
To most, people lie was an ordinary
young man, with a fair amount of good
looks; but to Nellie he was a hero, and
well-nigh as handsome as Apollo Bel
vedere.
**•••••
"First love Is a pretty romance.
But not half so sweet as ’tis reckoned:
And when one awakens from the
trance
There's a vast, deal of love in the sec
ond."
Such was Tom Mnrston's belief. He
was three-and-twent.v when a certain
bright-eyed, golden-haired damsel jilted
him. Possibly she had a good reason
for so doing. At nil events, Tom con
sidered himself ill-used, and for a time
was an avowed cynic. And then he
met Nellie Graham.
Twelve mouths had now elapsed
since the day of their engagement; and
so far he saw no reason to doubt bis
sweetheart's fidelity.
HU was a lilg nature; lie was not of
the stuff of which heroes are made;
but probably the strongest affection of
which he was capable was given to
Nellie Graham.
But the eottpse of true love, hitherto
running smoothly, received a sudden
check. In this wise: Having been In
formed by the chief that his salary
would shortly be substantially in
creased, Tom on leaving the office went
straight to town and there Invested
eighteen-nml-stj;pence in a present for
his sweetheart, to lie given to her upon
her birthday. And that same evening,
well picasod with himself and tin
world, he set off for 1) Vent nor Hoad.
Nellie was not at home, and the news
momentarily damped his spirits. Would
she be long away? Mrs, Graham could
not say; and so Tom sat down, and
chatting with the old lady, waited eag
erly for the sound of his sweetheart's
footstep In the hall. But lie waited in
vain, and at length he took his depar
ture.
By this time his high spirits had com
pletely evaporated. "1 wonder where
she has gone?" lie said to himself.
"She might have told her mother.
Botlier Hi She has spoilt the whole
evening."
The twilight was deepening, lint
Tom's eyes were keen, and presently
he saw Nellie's trim little figure on the
opposite pavement. She was walking
quickly, her gaae straight in front of
her. nnd not until she heard his voice
was she aware of her sweetheart's
presence.
His greeting was anything hut lover
like—nlne women out of ten would as
suredly have resented it. "Where have
you been?” he said, a note of irritation
in his voice.
"I—l have been." she began falter
ingly, and then stopped, her head
averted, her e.vos upon the ground.
Instantly the demon of jealousy
awoke within him. "You've been walk
ing with someone," lie exclaimed
hoarsely. “Who was it? Some man. 1
suppose!"
With that she raised her head, and
looking straight into his eyes; '*Yes."
she saul firmly, almost. It seemed to
him, defiantly, “it was a man, and I
have been walking with him for an
hour or more."
For a moment lie was dumfounded.
Then. “Oh, indeed!” he said, striving
AT 1,.qP0.M,
Horseless vehicles to ride in
At Newport;
Tailless horses to take pride in
At Newport;
Jointless grooms with srniielcss faces,
Sitting sphinx-like in their places
Make u trinity of graces
Down at Newport.
Family skeletons gold-pWted
At Newport;
By all men are celebrated
At Newport;
Every sin from housetops shouted.
Every grief from closet routed—
Can the life of joy be doubted
Down at Newport?
Oh, to be a proud pomposity
At Newport;
\ iewed with vulgar curiosity
At Newport;
Pointed out in half-tlerision
As the biggest thing in vision!
What to this are fields Elysian?
Off to Newport!
—Columbus Dispatch.
to control bis voice. "I—we’ll talk
about it later on—perhaps, flood even
ing!" And off he swung, chin in air,
twirling Ids cane between his lingers.
•****
That evening and the day following
Tom sulked like a spoilt child. Nellie
must lie taught a lesson! His wounded
self-esteem demanded as much. Blit. It
was far from his thoughts to allow
Ibis parting to he filial. For hers was
the stronger nature (In Ids heart of
hearts lie knew itl; she was his wise
little counselor, and without her he
would assuredly drift on life's voyage,
like a bark that has lost its steering
gear.
He did not doubt lie bad a rival.
Probably the fellow was good-looking
and glih-tongued; and so Nellie, worn
an-like, was flattered by his atten
tions. But her heart—ah, that belonged
entirely to him, Tom Mnrstou! And
he did not Intend to lose it! But Nel
lie, he repeated, must be taught a les
son. She would be expecting him to
call co-day or to-morrow* or the day
following; and then she would write,
begging him to eouie and see her.
But as the days went by (the longest
four lie had ever known) without bring
ing tbe looked-fsr letter, Tom became
decidedly unhappy. To stay In ids
room was unbearable; to seek his
friends in his present state of mind
was uot 1o be thought of; and so. eager
for distraction, he walked into tlie city,
and turning into a music-hall, booked a
seat in the shills.
The curtain rose; and as “turn” suc
ceeded “turn,” It is probable that in
all that vast audience the one implaca
bly severe critic was Tom Marston.
Nothing pleased him. The comic songs
lacked humor; tlie sentimental pos
sessed a distinct tendency to pathos;
the aerobatic feats were devoid of orig
inality; even Stella May, the star of
the evening, radiant, outshining all her
predecessors, failed to awaken bis in
tqrest.
On -the following day his pride was
perilously near capitulation. Yes, lie
would see Nellie—perhaps this very
evening—and if her explanation of her
conduct should prove satisfactorily all
might yet be well!
He has changed his collar and was
adjusting a neat brand new necktie
when In> heard the whirring of the
electric bell. Tbe postman! Ills heart
beat faster at the thought: and, full of
eager expectancy, lie hurried to the
front door.
“Chronicle, sir?"
With a sense of keen disappointment
Tom took the local weekly newspaper
from the newsboy, and re-entering his'
sitting room, sat down, and mechani
cally opened the sheet.
For a moment or two he glanced in
differently across the columns, and
then, suddenly, his e.ve caught the fol
lowing paragraph:
“Heroism of a' Ilandsworth Lady."
“Yesterday evening a horse, standing
between the shafts of a trap in Clare
mont avenue, took fright at a passing
steam roller and suddenly bolted. A
little boy who happened to be playing
in the road at the lime was in immi
nent danger of being run over, when a
young lady (Miss Ellen Graham, of
Vcntnor Road), seeing hh\ peril, ran
into the roadway and rescued him.
Miss Graham, we regret to state, was
knocked over, the wheel passing over
her body, and now lies at her home in
a precarious condition.”
In a flash a numbness fell upon liis
brain. This, however, lasted but a
moment, a lid was followed by a curious
sense of unreality; and for a space he
sat staring at the paragraph. Ills face
the color of cigar ash. “Miss Ellen
Graham.” It was a mistake! It could
not be his Nellie, his little girl! She,
who was so strong and healthy when
he last saw her, to be suddenly struck
down! To lie lying on a bed of pain!
The troubled current of his thoughts
came to an abrupt standstill. Snatch
ing his cap from the table he rushed
from the house; and never before did
be cover a mile so quickly as the one
which lay between liis lodgings and
Vcntnor Road.
The door was opened by a tall, good
looking man of thirty, or thereabouts,
whose deeply tatiued complexion
seemed indicative of a recent residence
iu a tropical climate.
Straightway Tom panted oat the
question nearest bis heart. The reply
to which ("Better, much better”) acted
upon him like news of a reprieve upon
a man awaiting execution.
“You are Tom Marston, I suppose?
... I thought so. I am Ned Gra-
ham—■’>-!!' brother. WiH you come
*.siiiie V
Ten minutes later Torn was standing
by the bedside. They were alone.
“I knew you would come," she whis
pered, her eyes lighting up with a
smile of gladness.
A hard thnnp suddenly sprang Into
Tom's throat. It came to him that the
shadow of death was on her face, and
with a broken cry he sat down by the
bedside. “Nell! Nell!" he cried, “can
yon ever forgive iue? My God! what
a heartless brute ”
“Hush, dear." she said, soothingly;
and stretching out her mind she laid it
caressingly upon liis head. It was my
fault—mine. I could have explained;
but 1 didn’t. I let you go, and 1 made
you unhappy. My brother Ned.” she
eontinued, her voice growing stronger,
"wrote me a letter begging me to meet
ill m ”
“ 'Twas he you were with that even
ing. Oil, what a fooi, what a blind
fool ”
“Hush, Tom! you inusn't talk like
that. Besides,” (with a faint smile and
a look of mock severity) “it’s very rude
to interrupt. Ned, you sec, bad a
dreadful quarrel with father some
years ago and ran away to Africa. But
now it’s all right again between them.
And father has taken the pledge; and
Tom says he is going to take care of
mother. It seems almost too good to
lie true.” >S!ie paused; then suddenly.
“Sir." site sai<l, “do you know that you
haven’t kissed me yet?”
“I was waiting to be forgiven,” lie
said, humbly, almost reverently, as he
bent over the pillow.
.“There was nothing to forgive, dear,"
she said, softly.
“Besides, sweethearts often have
tiffs, you know: and we’ve only had
one! And we have been engaged
twelve months -this very day, Tom.
Did you remember?”
“I T had forgotten,” be stammered.
“We've been very happy,” she went
on, dreamily, as if speaking to herself.
“We couldn’t, of course, expect to have
all the sunshine; ami ’( was only a very
little cloud that came between ils."
“Nell, dear,” lie said, "with God's
help I’ll try to control my wretched
temper. And nothing shall ever come
between ns again.”
“Except one thing, Tom. I know
yon Jove me, dear; and if 1 don't get
well, if I should die. I want you to be
bra ve ”
’’Nell, Nell!” he cried, with a horri
ble sinking at Ids heart, “you mustn't
talk about dying. Whal should I do
without youV” He paused. A middle
aged woman in tbe garb of a nurse
bad entered the room, and in obedience
to her signal he turned to Nellie.
"And now, dear," he said with forced
cheerfulness, “l must be going. I’m
afraid I’ve wearied you.”
She shook her head .smilingly.
“I will come again in the morning,”
lie went on. “We won't talk very
much, but I'll just sit here beside you.
aud hold your hand, like lids. D’ye
see?” And bending over (lie pillow, be
kissed her very tenderly.
“Good-b,v, dearest,” she said, her pale
face illumined by a smile of absolute
content.
“Not good by, sweetheart, but good
night.” He strove to speak cheerily,
but the effort was a failure. And then
lie went out into the darkness.
Next day Ids seat in the Drawing
Office was vacant. For No. P Vcntnor
Hoad was a house of mourning. And
a mile beyond (he* suburb, Torn, like a
stricken animal, crept beneath Un
friendly shades of a spinney, awl there
casting himself upon the ground,
wrest led with Ids grief, the greatest
Ids lilj- had ever known.- New York
News.
Freaks of ICttqnetta.
In the domains of royalty the rigid
observance of ancient customs is not
altogether without its humorous ns
lK’Ct.
In the Spanish court it is the custom
on the birth of a royal infant to place
the offspring of royalty upon a silver
tray, and thus tender the child to its
father, who exclaims; "It is a prince”
or princess, as the case may be.
In Russia the Czar, when going out
for a drive, must ou no account permit
any one to know beforehand what road
lie intends to take: as the drive pro
gresses the driver is directed where to
go.
In both the Russian and Austrian
courts no dish must be placed a second
time at the royal table, even though it
bad not been touched the first time it
was served.
The British court is freer than any
other from stu b customs, which are
usually retained at the sacrifice of
common sense. The sound common
sense which is as characteristic of
King Edward as it was of his mother
has always been opposed to antiquated
eeremonials at eourt.
Turquoise ami
The Tsaritsa possesses a famous col
lection of turquoises, but the Baroness
Burdeit-Coutts Is said to have the
finest in the world.
Turquoises of great lieauty are be
coming rarer and rarer. Not only are
they very becoming jewels to the fair
haired. blue-eyed type of woman, mu
they are interesting from their appar
ent sympathy with their wearer.
It seems to be a fact, and not a mere
superstition, that the turquoise will
fade if its owuer becomes ill, and it
loses its splendor of color if worn by a
woman of'niuddy complexion.
'the Tsaritsa’s sapphires are unri
valed in beauty. Sapphires are only
less valuable than rubies and dia
monds, and their worth depends much
upon their color. The deep, indigo
hued stones are called “male sap
phires." and the light blue, approach
ing white, "female sapphires,” but the
most prized shade of gill is that of the
cornflower.
THE BRUNSWICK DAILY NEWS.
plfick 0
I’OdVentore.
Darina; English Equestrians.
ONE ol' the most extraordinary
feats of horsemanship ever
performed in this or any
I other country was that of Mr.
I John Leech Mailing, at the White Hart
I Hotel, Aylesbury, nearly three-quar
ters of a century ago. He rode bis
horse upstairs into tlie dining room,
and while the meal was in progress
lumped the animal clean over the table.
Describing tlie incident not very long
ago, Mr. Maning said: "Nothing was
removed from the table. In fact, the
dinner was actually going on. I
Jumped the horse bareback, without a
bridle, before more than forty gentle
Men, who were dining after the steeple
chases.”
Seven or eight years ago a number of
German officers stationed at Metz per
formed an extraordinary equestrian ex
ploit—or perhaps escapade it ought to
be called. Shortly after U! one night
six lieutenants of the Thirteenth Dra
goons dashed out of the barracks on
their chargers, clad in nothing but their
shirts. Without pausing they charged
an adjacent cafe, breaking the door
ways and windows and leaping their
horses over the heads of the terrified
customers. Two of them actually rode
around the large hall of the cafe, the
others contenting themselves with
leading their horses round by the
bridles. Tbe police were at ouee sent
for by the proprietor, but as one con-
Jtable who ventured to expostulate was
brutally maltreated for his temerity,
the others thought it prudent not to
interefere. A few minutes later the
rowdy officers remounted their steeds
and rode off again at a gallop. It is
hardly necessary to add that their out
rageous conduct created quite a sensa
tion in tin- town.
For the sake of a wager a remarkable
feat of horsemanship was some years
ago accomplished by a sporting noble
man in a certain West End mansion.
He made a bet with a friend that he
would ride ids pony from the ground
floor of the house io the top aud down
again. Mis steed required a good deal
of persuasion to attempt the task,
hut it was finally performed, though
the damage done lo the stair carpet*
and other tilings amounted to £SO,
which had to be paid by tile winner.
The foregoing performance was par
alleled by tlie exploit of a Lincolnshire
fanner who, at Kirtiin Lindsey, In that
county, succeeded in riding a pony up
two flights of siairs into a room and
to the ground floor again. The scene of
this equestrian feat was the George Inn
at: Kirton Lindsey, aud it was consid
ered all the more remarkable because
.the weight of the rider was as mm li as
twelve stone, while that of his mount
was under thirty stone.
A marvelous feat in the hunting field
was reported a few months sine" from
Wammmhonl, Vietoria. During a run
of the local hounds a horse known ns
Handy Andy, ridden by Mr. M. .1. nick
sou, approached a stiff four-rail fence
in the neighborhood at Grasmere. An
other horse, hearing Dr. MncKnight.
stopped within a few feet of (bo ob
stacle, and. running down the fence,
got In the wsyr of Handy Andy. The
latter then jumped the obstructing
horse, rider ami fence, just touching
tile doctor with his hoofs. The font
was superbly done, but, unfortunately.
Handy Andy stumbled on landing and
unseated his clever and intrepid rider.
Some extraordinary equestrian ex
ploits have taken place in New York.
At a costly banquet, given some time
ago in the carriage room of Mr. \V. H.
Clark, an American millionaire, bis
favorite horse was ridden round the
table by one of the forty guests, after
it had enjoyed a poetical "feed" of
Bowers and champagne. Afterward
Shetland ponies were ridden into and
about tlie room by others of the guests,
the revels being prolonged into the
small hours of the morning.
Some volunteer officers in Wales rode
their horses at lull gallop at midnight
over the rocky declivities of a neigh
boring mountain without mishap to
men or mounts.—Tit-Bits.
Fighting For l ife In n Not.
Tangled in a big fishing seine after
the capsizing of their boat one mile
from shore, Charles Beck and his son.
George Beck, two Kvattstou firemen,
struggled for their lives for two hours
yesterday morning iu I.akc Michigan.
Not tin til tlie imperilled men had cut
the net, which was don feet long, in
two. were they able to extricate them
selves, Then, thoroughly exhausted
with their efforts to keep afloat while
they were escaping from the death
trap, they battled again with the waves
and, by aiding one another, swam to
the beach in safety.
The Becks, who live -at 2140 Maple
avenue. Evanston, had gone out early
in tin- morning to take in tlie seine,
which they had set off Grosso Point
Lighthouse. They were engaged in
hauling in tlie netful of fish when a
squall arose. Their boat, a fiat-bot
tomed scow, swung into the trough of
the sea nud filled with water. While
they were bailing out the water with
their hats the scow capsized, throw
ing botli ils oeetpants luto tlie lake.
Immediately the arms and lcgs < of the
men became eutagled in the seine and
rendered them powerless to switn.
Divesting thomseives of their rubber
coats and boots, the father and son,
with a fishing knife, began cutting the
cords from their hands and ankles.
When once they had cut themselves
loose and had started to swim toward
shore they again became entangled in
iie big net. The son's strength began
to give out,after a half hour's struggle,
and the double burden of helping the
boy to keep afloat, and freeing both
himself and his son from the impend
ing meshes fell to tlie father.
The latter's endurance had nearly
| given out when he succeeded in separ
j ating the last strands of the seine.
| Botii fishermen were so prostrated
j when they reached shore that they bad
| to be assisted to their home.—Chicago
Inter-Ocean.
Ball Tripoli Up (lie Tenls.
Anew rendering of the old story of
the bull in tlie china shop is told by
I*. J. McCook, a nephew of General An
son G. McCook, and himself a veteran
of the Spanish-American War.
"During the Porto Rico campaign.”
said Mr. McCook, "my company was
camping in a field not far from the
town of Ad juntas. A barbed wire
fence separated the camp from another
field, in which were*a number of cat
lie. The fence was taken as guard line,
aud sentries were posted along it. Dur
ing the night a frisky bull in the ad
joining field took it into bis head to
charge the fence, with tlie idea of get
ting at the sentry on the other side.
The sentry naturally resented the in
trusion, and when tin- bull got within
range prodded him sharply in the nose
with his sword bayonet. The bull re
treated with an angry roar.
“Evidently the injured nose troubled
the animal, for presently he made an
other rush for the fence. Again he met
a vicious stab. By this time the in
furiated animal was roused. He upset
the sentry, snapped the wire fence and
was in the midst of the camp iu a
second. The scene that followed beg
gars description. The company was
sleeping in the little ’pup' tents used
in the field. As the angry animal rolled
through the field iie tripped and
stumbled over the tent ropes, and In a
few minutes dozens of men were strug
gling to get loose from the canvas and
howling in pain as the feet of the
animal landed on them. A ‘strike’ in
in a howling alley is uot more complete
than the way iu which the indignant
bull demolished the company street of
tents. There was little sleep that night
in Company A.”
Lout Llf I!uthcr Tlian Retreat.
Among tlie interesting figures at tlie
recent naval manenvres at New lam
don was a signal corps sergeant named
Ackers, who lay claim io one of the
most remarkable war records in the
Army. At Manila, in China and in the
West he lias seen service. At the time
of the Chinese campaign lie was chief
telegraph operator of the American
forces. During the battle before Tier:-
Tmii Ackers was sent with a message
to Colonel Llseum of the Ninth In
fantry. whose regiment was under
heavy fire. The orders were to re
treat.
“t brought the word to Liscum,” said
Ackers, iu telling the story. “Liscum's
fighting, blood was up and he was mad
at tli" idea of retreating. Turning to
me he gave me the worst wigging 1
ever received. There we stood out In
the open, with the bullets flying in all
directions, and the Colonel sailing into
me for fair. Of course, I had to stand
up to attention, and it wasn't the most
comfortable position in the world with
about 50,000 Chinese shooting at us.
“Well, Llseum had just about fin
ished with otic tack and was begin
ning another, when ail of a sudden he
doubled up ami went down in a heap in
front of me. I think that was the first
time I ever regretted the end of a wig
ging. The sheer nerve of the man to
stand up there arid call me down ns
if we were iu barracks while bullets
were whizzing on all sides was won
derful. but it cost him his life."—New
York Tribune.
Saved From an Alligator.
AVhile a number of passengers weie
waiting for Ihe morning train at Pablo
Beach, Flu., they heard the wail of a
child. Jerry Delaney. Deputy Sheriff
and a former Cincinnati policeman,
headed those who hastened to search
for the cause of the cry. A short dis
tance away they saw a big alligator
dragging a child away, having secured
hold of its dress in Us mouth. The
child was shrieking. The posse rushed
to the rescue, and the 'gator redoubled
its efforts to gel to its bayou nearby.
A big dog belonging to the child came
running along and dashed at the
'gator's head. The 'gator whacked its
tail around with great force, dashed
the dog into its mouth which it opened
with a gulp, taking in the dog and
swallowiug him with ease. The ’gator
dropped hold of the child's dress in tlie
struggle. The posse at once killed the
'gator. It was fifteen feet long. It
is thought to have been made fierce
by hunger, as it is seldom that they
will attack human beings and espe
cially so near a habitation. The child
was uninjured.
Stic (Jot Two Cunxsra With Two Bullets.
Mrs. A. F. Dobrowsky, the young
aud pretty wife of a jeweler, killed
two mountain lions ou Sunday at War
Mountain. The man and his wife go
every Sunday into the woods, but last
Sunday she killed her first mountain
lion. She was alone on the mountain
side when she was attracted by the
baying of her hound. She found he
had a large lion up a tree. As she pre
pared to shoot at it she saw a second
lion looking hungrily at her through
the thick foliage. Just then her hus
band came up. attracted by the noise
of the dog. At the count of three
two rifles rang out and two tawny
brutes fell to the earth mortally
wounded. As they rolled in their death
struggles Mrs. Dobrowsky saw a third
lion higher up in the tree than his fel
lows had been. She killed it with one
ball. The smallest lion measured- five
feet.—San Francisco Chronicle.
Dolls’ Slumber Son*;.
Hushaby, my babies, now the day is clos
ing,
All the tired little birds are drowsing in
the nest;
Out upon the lake the lilies are reposing.
And so must you, my little ones, upon your
mamma’s breast.
S-I-e-e-p, sleep, sink, sink to sieep—
C'iaribel and Muriel, Polly and 80-peep.
Hushaby my dearies, now the dew is tail
ing,
Over on the meadow evening shadows
creep.
On the edge of slumberiand bear your
mamma ealling,
“Come, my little family, it’s time to gc 14
sleep." ■ v(l
S-l-e-e-p, sleep, sink, sink to sleep—
Claribei and Muriel. Polly and 80-peep.
—Youth’s Companion.
How to Hake Firs Balloons.
Have you ever studied the resem
blance of soap bubbles to balloons?
Do yoli know Unit if anything be
placed in the atmosphere which is
lighter than tlie atmosphere it will
ascend? In this we have the whole
theory of balloons and ballooning. The
air lias weight, aud being a fluid per
mits objects to move about in it. so it
follows that if we can find anything
lighter than the air it will ascend in
it. Several gases exist which are
lighter than air. These may lie used
for balloon-; by confining them iu a
bag.
The simplest form of a balloon is a
soap bubble. Why does it ascend?
Not because the air from tbe lungs is
lighter than the atmosphere, it is really
heavier, but because it is warmer—
and for thai reason it is practically
lighter. As soon as tlie air inside cools
the soap bubble descends, and you
will find tiie warm bubble is larger
than tlie cool bubble. Therefore, if
you can get hot air in a bag you can
make a balloon that will ascend. Bal
loons may be made of any size, but
small ones are the most satisfactory.
Three sheets of nianila or tissue paper
pasted end to end, then cut into shape
and joined, make a balloon quite large
enough to yaanage.
A peeled orange or lemon will give
you a good idea of the general shape
of the gussets of a balloon. The nar
rower you cut tlie gussels tlie neater
will lie ilie balloon, but wide gussets
dfsdf
answer very well and save labor. The
more nearly globular you can, get the
balloon the more perfectly it will work.
Paste tlie three sheets of paper thus
(Fig. A) and add a small piece (a) to
one end. Vse thin paste or gum water,
applying It with a camel's hair brush
and lapping the paper half an inch:
dry the work as you go along with a
warm flat iron, using a thickness of
flannel between the paper and iron.
Divide l'ig. A into four sections, with
pencil marks, and cut off b and c.
(Fig. B>. Fold the paper double, when
cutting our. gussets, to insure sym
metry, The mouth of the balloon
must be broad (Fig. C) so the flame
will not strike against the paper, as
it would if the neck were narrower.
(Fig. D.>
Paste together the sides and gussets
near neck and crown first; then cover
the crown with a piece of soft white
paper a foot iu diameter—pasting in
the centre a loop of muslin, thus (Fig.
Ei. to lie used to lift and hold the bal
loon while filling it. Stiffen the mouth
of the balloon with a circle of stiff
wire, strengthening it for a depth of
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three inches with muslin gashed and
pasted on the paper and fastened to the
wire ring. Make the mouth eighteen
inches in diameter (about 3 1-7 times
of a diameter a eirclei. Make a
ear of wire or cardboard of any shape
desired. Fig. F is a sample of one.
Place in it a tin pan to hold the heat
ing apparatus. Heat the air by soak
ing a sponge with alcohol and setting
it on fire, or by using tallow and lamp
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wick, which gives ihe most brill hint
flame. The hos air generated will
cause the balloon to fill aud rise.-.
Washington Star.
The Knot in the Handkerchief.
The task is to fold a handkerchief
lengthwise; to take hold of both cmi<
with l*ro hands and to make a knot
in tbe handkerchief without letting g 0
the ends. This is done with Hie Knowl
edge of a trick.
We place the handkerchief before us.
fold our arms ala Napoleon and take
one end of the handkerchief with the
left hand, which is now to the right,
and the other end with the right hand,
now to tbe left. By unfolding the
arms we make a knot in tile handker
chief and the trick is done.—New York
Tribune.
A Trick With a t’iace of Cord.
Take a piece of cord about two
yards long, hold the two cuds with
the thumb and index linger of the fight
hand aud form the figure shown on lb*
left side of the illustration on the table
The taßk is to pull the cord off the
table while another person is trying
to prevent it by placing, the index
finger on any spot inside the figure
formed by the cord. You may be cer
tain that any one will select I lie part
of the loop marked with O When we
now pull the two ends of the cord it
will slide past the finger that is trying
to prevent it.
Let us start over again. We lay the
cord again and declare tliV if the
partner places the Index fingelfcon the
same spot of tb-> figure tlie finJk' will
Ini caught aud the cord will notlse re
moved. The partner places the fiker
on B, we pull, and the cord is
held fast, ■
Solution: The partner has not Botieecr
(hat we have changed the loops of the
cord. By comparing the two figures
in our illustration you will notice the
change. In the figure on the left the
right end of the cord forms first the
loop a. while in the figure on the right
it forms first the loop behind it. so
that iu this case the loop a belongs to
the left end of the cord.
llotp “Uncle Sam” Got HiaName.
The nickname “Uncle Sam.” as ap
plied to the United States Government,
is said to have originated as follows:
Samuel Wilson, commonly called “Un
cle Sam," was a Government inspector
of lieef and pork at Troy, N. Y.. about
1812. A contractor. Elbert Anderson,
purchased a quantity of provisions, and
the barrels were marked "E. A.." An
derson's initials, and "U S." for United
States. The latter initials were not fa
miliar to Wilson's workmen, who in
quired wbat they meant. A facetious
fellow answered; "I don't know, unless
they mean 'Uncle Sunni” A vast
amount of property afterward passed
through Wilson’s hands marked in tlie
ame manner, and he has often joked
upon the extent of his possessions. Tlie
joke spread through all the depart
ments of the Government, and before
long the United States was popularly
referred to as “Uncle Bam.”
Black and White,
Every crow is said to think Ps own
nestling the whitest B:* a white cat
that had four kittens, ot which three
were white and the fourth wag lilack,
gave the firs: plaee in her affections to
Sooty. Once they were all brought
into the drawing-room to he “shown
off. Besides the Unmans the room
contained a great Newfoundland dog.
Hitherto eat and dog had been on
friendly terms, but now pussy showed
much anxiety lest the dog might harm
her black pet especially. At last she
seized it by the neck and bore it be
neath tlie lowest piece of furniture
where the dog could not possibly crawl
-but she merely mewed to the others
to follow her as best they could The
black kitten owed all this care to its
color—more happy in this respect than
the black sheep, which : s said to be in
every flock.
The London Hospital, referring to the
introduction of lace-making in a Crip
ides' Home and Industrial School foi
Girls, says the pupils proved remark
ably apt and were delighted with their
new task. _