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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 Q 5 * ** in n -C “ /vSg Ql. f 'G o A V T</ FIBE BALLOONS. 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 NOVEMBER li; 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. _