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SUNDAY MORNING. JUSTICE. noTTCYor inexplicable may seem Event and circumstance upon this earth. Though favors fall on those whom none es teem. And insult and indifference greet worth; Though poverty repays the life of toil. And riches spring where idle feet have trod. And storms lay waste the patiently tilled soil— . Yet justice sways the universe of God. Jifi undisturbed the stately stars remain Beyond the g'are of day's obscuring light. So justice dwells, though mortal eyes in v vain Seek it persistently by reason’s sight. Cat when, once freed, the illumined soul looks out. Its erv will be, “O God, how could 1 doubt!” —Ella Wheeler Wilcox, in Brandur Maga zine. When Football "Sand” Counted. By Clinton r. Tickr.or. 1r was a great cross to Mr. aud Mrs. Crompton that Clinton was appar ently devoid of any worthy ambi tion. Their two older hoys were so utterly different. Harold had been graduated from Yale with high hon ors, and Eric was making remarkable progress at the scientific school. In 'act, they were both exceptionally Cue students, vjhieli made the contrast all the more striking. For Clinton was sadly unlike his brothers. He seemed to labor under the Impression that he had been sent to eollege simply and solely for the purpose of learning to play football. Apparently nothing else had the pow er to kindle the slightest enthusiasm in his sluggish breast, and bis mother argued and expostulated with him in vain. "You are frittering away your valu able time,” she argued again and again, “and letting slip golden oppor tunities which, once goue. never will come back to you. aud what have you to show for it all but a broken nose and a fractured collarbone?” “Is there any prospective benefit to be derived from those hours spent In scrambling after a football?” his father questioned, sceiei,. to ,\ iiich Clinton merely responded, in liis usual offhand style: “Who knows but I may be elect ed captain of the 'Varsity team next year?” “is that the height of your ambi tion?” his parent returned, bitterly, “I am terribly disappointed In you. sir. Are you to go on playing football for ever and ever, or what do you propose to make of your life? Perhaps you think that your reputation as a foot ball player will prove an ‘open sesame' to all desirable positions. Do you suppose that any one wants a fellow who has willfully wasted his best op portunities? I had hoped to make a professional man of you—not a profes sional athlete—and had even aspired to sec you some day in our leading law office with my old friend Robert Choate, but it’s uo use. Choate only wants young men of the highest prom ise,” and Mr. Crompton sighed wearily. “It does no good to talk to Clinton,” lie confided to his wife afterward, “for hardly ten minutes had elapsed after 1 had been remonstrating witli him about the evils of football before he inquired If I wouldn’t bring you down to see the game on Saturday and Informed nte that he had saved two tickets for us.” Mrs. Crompton regarded her husband helplessly. “What did you say to tin*?'' she queried. “I told him ‘certainly not,' ” Mr. Crompton exclaimed, warmly, “and I expressed my surprise at liis daring to suggest stteh a thing. ‘Show me some lasting benefit or any abiding good that Is to be (Thrived from this ridicu lous game.’ 1 told him, ‘and then come to me to abet you in such folly, but not till then.’ ” And so Mr. and Mrs. Crompton failed to witness that memorable game -in which tlieir youngest son gained for himself such enviable laurels. Once on the Held, Clinton was like one trans formed. Keen, alert, cool, rising splen didly to every emergency, no one would have known him for the same slow, Indifferent, easy-going specimen of hu manity who grieved the ambitious souls, of his parents by ills small apti tude for Greek. • Not by any mean* that Clinton was a dunce, for liis class standing was fairly good, but wnai paim and his father and mother was jMr recognition of what be might havi;J(*eomplishcd had it not been; for that afeh enemy foqt ball. The great game over, the victorious team hastened back to the gymnasium with all possible speed. They had some little distance to go, as the gyin nislum was not very near the hall grounds, so that in order to reach It they were obliged to traverse the cen tre of the town and cross the railroad tracks. y Clinton, who had been detained a moment or so longer than tiie others, reached the station a short time after they had crossed, and found the plat forms crowded with people who were returning from the game, mingled with those who were alighting from the in coming trains. As lie stepped from the. platform he became conscious that seething unusual was going on. and he immediately perceived the eyes of the multiutde were riveted upon a figure half way across the tracks, a figure pausing there in bewilderment. •‘"fhere’s n .train coming each way,” somebody gasped. “Why doesn't he get off the track?” The station agent and one or two other officials were shouting loudly, hat the man, who was old and seem ingly (leaf, appeared thoroughly dazed. As he prepared to step upon the track nearest him he had caught sight of one train coming down upon him. and ho now staggered back and was about to plunge in front of the other down-com ing express. Suddenly something very unexpected hap caned. ——. As the crowd of bystanders shrank back with horror-stricken faces, con vinced that they were about to witness the terrible fate which must Instantly overtake the old man, a figure in a much-begrimed canvas jacket sprang out among them, and clearing the tracks at a bound, alighted beside the swaying form of the man in danger. A shudder and a wave of pitiful re gret swept over the motionless crowd. "Ho can never drag him back in time,” they breathed. "They will both be killed! Oh, the pity of it!” But the football man had not thought of dragging the unsteady figure in front of either approaching engine. In an instant lie had tackled the man and thrown Idm flat upon the ground be tween the two tracks, for all the world quite as if lie had been an opponent on the football field. Then lie dropped lightly on top of him, and lay there motionless, while the two trains thun dered past on each side of them and the crowd stood waiting, spellbound. In much less time than it takes to describe tile episode was over, and what might have been a tragedy had proved only a bit of melodrama after all, yet as Clinton jumped up and puHed the old man to his feet applause and cheers louder than any that had greeted him on the football field rang in liis ears. Abashed and overwhelmed by such an ovation, Clinton made haste to el bow his way through the crowd, aud in fo doing nearly overthrew his own brother Harold, who happened to be standing directly in bis path. "For heaven's sake, was that you, Clinton?” lie cried in astonishment. “Do let me get out of this,” his brother responded, impatiently. "They nerd not make such a fuss because I knocked the old duffer over,” aiul ha bolted iu the direction of the gymna sium. Saturday nights generally brought the scattered members of the Crompton family together, as the collegians all spend Sunday under the parental roof tree. On this particular Saturday evening all were assembled before Clinton came in. Harold was all agog to describe the scene that he had witnessed, but lie unselfishly held his tongue. “I’ll not spoil ids story for him, but will give him a chance to do justice to it.” he mentally ejaculated, as he watched his brother swallowing his soup with unruffled composure. But Clinton said nothing upon the vital subject, and Harold looked at him with increasing surprise, as lie judi cially set forth the respective merits of the opposing football teams and called attention to their most vulnerable points. “I’ll turn in early to-night, I think,” lie yawned as lie withdrew from tlia dining room. “1 put pretty solid work into the last half of that game,” and he leisurely wended liis way up stairs. “I wish that Clinton would put a little solid work Into something else,” Ills father volunteered as he disap peared from the room. At this Harold, who had in limes past repeatedly scoffed at his brother’s athletic proclivities. Instantly tired up, “Father,” he hurst forth, “you're making a big mistake about Clinton, lie's got more genuine stuff In him than all the rest of us put together, and if it’s foot ball dial's done it, (lie sooner we all go in for the game the better,” and thru he proceeded to give a graphic account of die afternoon’s experience, which caused his father to blow Ida nose loudly and repeatedly, while his eyes glistened with happy pride, and which sent his mother weep ing in search of the sleepy athlete, who could not understand what he had done that was worth making such a fuss about. A few days later Mr. Crompton re ceived a note from Ills old friend Rob ert'-Choate, which ran somewhat as follows; “Dear Crompton; I hear lliat your Clinton is goiug in for law, and if so, I want him. When he gets through with dip law school you can hand him over To me, for lie's just the material that I am on the lookout for, and yon mffy well be proud of him. He scared nte out of a year's growth the oilier afffejoon at the station, the young rascal, but in spite of that I wish you would tell him to come around and take dinner with me sorep night, for I want to talk to him. With kind re gards to Mrs. Crompton, believe me ever your friend, "ROBERT CHOATE.” 1 When Clinton came home tho follow ing Saturday liis father handed him the note, remarking: “I'm afraid I haven’t appreciated your football, old man, but I'm going to do better in the future, and, by the way, Clinton, 1 hear you're to play in tho game next week. Is that.So?” Clinton nodded. “Very well, then,” Mr. Crompton con tinued; "your mother and I would like to have you get us the be3t seats that can be bought, for we've set our hearts upon going up to see you make the first touch-down."—New Wjrk Times. Iteming Can. The Northwestern Railway Company of England hns equipped some of Its trains with a unique heating system, says the Baltimore Sun, which employs two concentric cylinders, the annular space between them communicating with a steam pipe extending from the locomotive boiler. The inner cylinder contains aeetatn of soda, a compound remarkable for its qualities of liquify ing when heated and of cooling very slowly. The radiators thus constituted are incased in asbestos-lined boxes having hinged doors: By opening or closing the door of a box, the heat is turned on or off. Tbc Poughkeepsie bridge is being painted a slate color, very similar -to the shade of United States battleships when they have their war paint on. IN AN ANT ARMY'S TRACK ► • 'Expc.Cence of a Engineer in South America When ' the Very Ground Seemed to Ee Alive and Moving-Nothing /Can Withstand aij Attack by the Little Insects, . \ ONE of the most extraordinary •sights iu a tropical jungle is an army of ants. Far and wide, throughout ■'thousands upon thousands of miles of unexplored wilderness in South America, nothing is feared more by man or blast Before one may say that he has seen a real ant army, lie must have seen the very ground crawl. The jet black soil of the dusky virgin forest must be bidden completely beneath a blanket of glistening, hustling, little black beads, and the patter of the myriads of feet must sound like the rustle of the early evening zephyr as it drifts through the impenetrable roof of green which has from time Immemorial kept God’s sunshine and the light out of the maze of the tangled, busliroped jungles under the equator. “It was such an army as this which descended early one morning on the Dieu Dispose camp of the Witte Water Mining Company, -Hit) miles up the Saraniaeca River, In Dutch Guinea, South America,” said a mining engi neer. “The surprise came early one morning shortly before sunrise, and the way it routed us and the way tiie army cleaned out the camp and continued on its march of conquest was the most wonderful thing 1 have seen ill twenty years of mining and big game hunt ing. "The camp was a very pretentious affair—built with a roof of sheet iron, and oil six-foot pillars to raise the floor from off the ground and preclude malarial fevers. In the entire country there was not and there probably never will bo such another camp, for ils floor space measured 50x100 feet, and noth ing that the forethought of man could devise, short of an ant army attack, hud been omitted in the building. "We were awakened out of deep slumber one morning by the wild bray ing of Don Pedro, the mascot jackass. Don had never before misbehaved him self, aud all six of us tumbled out of our hummocks, rifles at hand, expect ing to find the animal attacked by a jaguar. Don was in the midst of an ant army, acting as if he was crazy. He had rolled on his back and was writhing in pain, fighting and kicking and biting everywhere at once, and emitting cries of agony. We ran into the midst of the little fighters and saved Don by the ears and tail, the only two safe places to lay hold of him. Then ho was brushed clean of J the little pests. •The army was making a beeline ; for the camp, and It became a race bc ! tween ns and the Insects to see what | could be saved. The program was to store away wliot could be stored by the only safe menus possible, and then I to vacate and let the little visitors have I the place till they got tired. Sugar, I butter, rice, meats aud everything else i was put on n table, the four legs of i which were immersed in basins of ! water. Then we departed to await j developments. j “Outside the ground was literally alive. Tiie entire clearing about the camp crawled for a hundred feet square, aud out of the jungle thicket j the stream of ants continued steadily i as if a black river were flooding out of It. There was no danger or incon j venienee in watching the army at work. So long as one did not step into ! the group there would bo no trouble, I and we watched the midgets from the sidelines, one ant lending the uncouut j able ones and the rest following iu a solid mass. “Up one of the posts headed the leader and up the post followed those behind, disappearing in the cracks and crevices between tiie weather boards. Then every upright became alive witli the little pirates. In the place they went, spreading everywhere, under the roof, on the rafters, on the walls, till it made one dizzy to sice the black, crawl ing mass.” “ ‘Wait till you sec a centipede fight,' said one of the native foremen, and barely had he said so than a blue streak shot with the speed of light ning down a wall from a hiding spot under the roof. The centipede landed in the centre of the floor, and it looked as if he wore going to dash clear of tiie tormentors when be made the fatal stop that doomed him, as it dooms everything else that fails to run clear of the attacking force before fighting the ones fastened in the body. “Around and around spun tiie poison ous insect thrashing the floor wildly in an effort to squash tiie attacking party. Afterwards we found thousands of dead ants on the spot of the light, but quick as some fell others took their places, and tiie centipede was literally covered with ants, each one fastening teeth deeply Into him. For all of fif teen minutes the fight continued. Then the struggles of the centipede became weaker and weaker till gradually lie sank to quiet in sheer exhaustion, to be eaten alive. Not a vestige of the centipede remained by the time the ants were finished with him, and this clearing out process took place in sev eral other spots iu tho camp, one of the victims being a tarantalua and an other a rat. "Not till noon was the army finished. At that time tiie camp presented a wonderful sight from the outside. High as an ordinary barn, every side aud the roof of the building, formerly light brown, were a mass of glistening black, as if painted with jet dripping under the fierce rays of the sun. Grad ually as it had con t the army pro- THE BRUNSWICK DAILY NEWS. reeded about its business. Outside of the provisions rescued on the fortified table everything was cleared out" of the camp as clean as a whistle. A great bunch of battalias that lmd hung in a corner had disappeared, all hut the bare stumps. But within the building there was not a thing of life left. Not a iiy. not a spider, not even a rival ant was to be found in the place, and tiie floor was eaten clean and as clear as if it had been swept and scrubbed. "But the army was not finished with its destruction in our immediate neigh borhood. A huge tree—larger than the •biggest oak l have ever seen anywhere —was stripped of its foliage in ioss than an hour. The tree was five feet in diameter, and tiie way the little ones tackled it showed both sense and system. Up cue side they went, crawl ing and pushing, and presently down the other side o: the trunk eame down the vanguard, while the army stood backed to a standstill to give the lead ers a chance to mount the space too narrow to accommodate tiie entire number at once. It was as if a human tinny had suddenly come to n halt at a bridge to give'those ahead a chance to cross. “As each ant came down front above he carried a small triangular piece oi leaf, half as large as a thumb nail. Each laborer held the leaf on his hack with two tiny forefeet and plodded along with incredible swiftness into the jungle. We never found what they did with the leaves. "The stories that some of the natives tell of the strength of an ant army would put the best old-fashioned 'in v.niou-ihort Ls-strength-fable' to blush. A leopard or a panther Is hopelessly lost when surrounded in his sleep by an ant army. The death of tiie animal is a dreadful one. Ants get into hi* hide and they bite deep till the leopard, or whatever it happens to oe, rolls himself on the ground in the hope of escaping his pursuers, if the animal could stand the torture long enough to clear the army in a few bounds he would be saved, but no animal, save the monkey or the ape, seems to have sense enough foß' that. Instead, the one overcome begius to light. The more he fights the more he is beset by tiie little pests, and the more lie is beset the more he rolls and screams in pain. Exhaustion comes after a time. The struggles become weaker and weaker, until finally they cease and tiie unfortunate brute lies still, unable to more, witli no help except to be eaten alive, by inehefc. “Nothing on the face of tiie earth is dreaded by the little ones. The largest boa constrictor Is tackled with the same furious persistence that the smallest spider is overcome and de voured. and tiie poisonous snakes are no more dreaded than the smallest tarantula or centipede. "In a village of bush negroes on the Sara mu ecu they showed a half witted man who had been maimed into his condition by being ear lit In the midst of an army of ants. The story is that the man was suffering from an at tack of Jungle fever, and had been left in a hut, bound hand and foot, for lie was in delirium and smashing things. There lie was left by tiie half savages, unversed iu medicines and human feel ings. and when Ins friends returned at night they found liiul in tiie midst of an ant army, fighting for his life. Some one rushed In and cut the thongs bind ing the unfortunate victim, and lie rose to iiis feet, and, amid shrieks of anguish, dove Into the river, from where he was rescued. "The man never regained his reason, lie was originally a coal-black bush negro, the lineal descendant of African slaves, and in patches his skin still showed ebony blackness. But he was covered with red and pink sears where lie bad been bitten by the ants. At times the scars would break open, and then the fever of the ants came hack to him. He would become violent until it was necessary to tic him, and in his delirium he saw the army of ants de vouring him alive, ns It had begun on him years before. The mere sight of an ant was enough to unnerve the idiot, and no white man who ever saw the victim doubted the story as told by the artless savages of the Snrainacca tribe. “lip nortb here people may credit the kingship of the jungle to tlie lien or to the tiger, or any one of these species, hut, the real jungle man—the man who ought to know—fears most of all tiie army of nuts.” It tVui Not a IlresiniK llooiti. 1 London Truth t ells a strange story of a visitor to Cos vent. Garden, who evidently imagined that, having paid for a box, he was entitled to use it as a dressing room. At one of the last performances of the English Opera season the gentleiaan, who had been a constant: attendant, engaged a stage ■ box. and took possession. Shortly after a man-servant brought along a carpet bag and handed it to the gentle man, who, retiring to the back of tiie box, opened it, produced a dress suit, and began a change of attire. He took off Ids coat, his waistcoat fol lowed, and—well, a gentleman in an opposite box. realizing the situation, gave the alarm to the management, who promptly interfered. It has been truly said, that she who sings her own praises rarely receives an encore. - IDE OLD TOMBS PRISON AND THE NEW. / ~y REAT Interest centres in the I / disappearance of the ’old-time V GT" wall about the original struc* v ture of the Tombs Prison In New York City, and the substitution of the new granite inelosure. The change attracts daily attention from the little crowds of loungers who hang about the neighborhood of the Crim inal Court building. The process of change from the old to the new Is so gradual, yet so sure, that the ancient regime will be merged into the new almost without anybody knowing it The removal of the administrative de partments of the city prison into the new commodious quarters on tile Cen tre street side lias already taken place. The change from the semi-dark ness and musty, long out-worn conditions to edacious and modern quarters brings ' • " " ' - M M. i s^‘- . —From a Photograph by \V. F. Sibley. A GENERAL VIEW OF THE TOMBS BUILDING AS IT STOOD IN NEW YORK CITY FOR MANY YEARS. witli It a contrast which for the mo- J meat makes even a prison seem u very I cheerful aud pleasant place. When one entered the old prison one , was admitted by a lowering gate lteav- j iiy barred with Iron into a lon nil-! iilged room where many activities seemed to lie crowded into small space and where the tile of visitors waiting to see the prisoners always tended to overflow into the warden’s room and down the dark corridors leading to the cells. A splendid suite of offices has now been provided for the wardens and clerks, several sizeable rooms where prisoners can lie searched and where they nmy see their counsel, and still others where their friends may lie searched before visiting them in their cells. In the old Tombs tile conven iences were of tiie slightest, and inade quate to heat; tiie burden Id id upon them. The old tub and showers were Inadequate. Under the new rules pris oners will be compelled to take two hot baths n week. There are two shower baths at the end of each-cor ridor, and besides tliis are special bath rooms In which new prisoners will lie compelled to submit to a good scrub bing with soap and water before being placed in a cell. Another excellent feature Hint is a great advance on tiie ■H'nTMWi'l-l Vi i il'wsS f£ |-at f ,fte&;i •*;> 11 %I : *-. :> ' < !• If I |k> tmm R ii ii ? f;* * * *: e a I fp w y..; m mtem #■ mm &= I, CITY riusox, THE Bt'COEHSOtt UP THE HISTORIC •"'TOMB’S.'" old conditions Is the roof garden, where the prisoners will take the air, instead of dismally filing arotiud the narrow corridors ns they do at present, getting their only healthful draughts of ozone through the narrow, heavily barred corridors. The roof garden is on tiie top floor, directly under the steep pitched roof. The completion of the city prison lias been delayed far beyond the time speci fied In the contract. The building was begun live years ago—during the ad ministration of tiie late Mayor Strong. Warden Van de Carr is delighted over getting into the new building. Since lie resumed his duties several months ago the contractors have made rapid progress toward the completion of the building. It is expected that tiie. present administration will pro vide a detached house in the prison yard for tiie use of the Warden. The Warden’s family now occupies dismal quarters. The removal of the west wall along Elm street by the rapid transit contrac tors inarns the beginning of the de struction of that portion of the Juil yqrd where the old-time Sheriffs of New York County hanged their con demned prisoners. From a twenty-vear-old mulberry tree 218 pounds of leaves have been picked in a year. took on n Ilnttlo, Many safety poison phials have been devised, but it is doubtful if any one Is so secure as the simply locked stopper illustrated herewith. No one In the dark, or sunlight, no matter LOCK ON THE POISON BOTTLE. how preoccupied or deranged by suf fering, could possibly accidentally take a draught of poison from such a flask. As will be seen by the sketch the lock is opened by a small key, but it automatically locks Itself when I the cover Is closed down. Any de ! iicd method -of closing bottles or ! flasks may be employed in oonjnne j non with the lock. Not a less wide I field for the use of such a device is to prevent unauthorized persons as, for instance, servants, from meddling with liquors, perfumes, etc. A Lolly £t:anitt>at Koute. The loftiest steamboat route in the world is doubtless that just opened be tween Ptmo and CliUaya, Peru, on Lake Titicaca, 1i!,572 feet high or twice the altitude of Mt. Washington. A Peculiar Pear Disease. In an article which appeared in American Agriculturist September l!7, 1902, Professor F. C. Stewart, of tiie New York Experiment Station, called attention to the spotting and cracking of fruit, and particularly that of the Flemish Beauty pear. The specimens received from \V. 11. Phillips, of Onon daga County, New York, were sub mitted to Professor Stewart for exam ination, who reports that the difficulty is the same as that described in liis previous article. Very often it Is im possible to determine tiie variety of fruit, on account of its diseased condi tion. A specimen of tfce pear- infested with (his dtsc#SP is j&defa.-lnr the accom panying illustration, furnished us by Professor Stewart. This disease is caused by a fungus and can he pre vented to a large extent by thorough- ?. M A DISEASED PIAR. ]v spraying with bordeattx mixture However, where tiie fruit on the treei cracks regularly each season, It would perhaps be best to graft the top witi some other variety. 1 DECEMBER 14 HOUSEHOLD 9 9 9 * * * MATTERS Cleaning Sliellui-ked Floor*, ''y Shellacked floor* may be cleansed without injury to tho,polish by wiping with cloths dipped into clear warm r. 1,. w hits been add, sent' oil in tiie protyjg(ji{§) of one table*?;£ spoonful to a pail o?VvaTer. Th ins process must lie a rapid one. -Thffe tififW A Japanese lien, Tiie ,Tapnnese den is the latest and as tin, existence of a den presupposes its use as a smoking room the intro duction of the Japanese form of dec-?; oration is regarded with interest ly;:Y those who like simple furnishings and | object to the use of heavy draperies,-1 such as have been characteristic offij the dens of the past when TurkiatM Moorish and like schemes of decora* | tion served ns models. In a .lapanesa room the keynote of tiie furnishing la ; simplicity and i a. the light?! divans .and chairs-'being smnkeprqdif,; while the draperies are easily removed? and aired. The Japanese form of dec oration. which << likely to meet witlf* favor on account of Its originality, j# thoroughly characteristic. It consists : of the application of split btiinboi| tho wall.- that arc unmistakably Colonial C urtains. In furnishing and decorating a room; ii certain fifuess must be inaituaiitaL j For instance, if you are nrrMugiitg.yestrdl family heirlooms of mahogaby? room, you should not set them off WftbjJ modern plush curtains of lace *nn S pieces. The claw-foot chairs .ialt B|pi lectnble candle-stands and sewing tits bios, or curd tables with folding lids; demand a certain propriety of aoeotti- , imminent. The mise-en-scenc Will better if you can <1 rape your window#; with ancestral dainnsk curtains of old bine or amber, a little faded, perhaps,,; bur “peaking alo -d of Colonial Spouts. The old-fashioned Indian cotton < rtf tains are del>h ! M accessories to a Colonial room her aSßm' white, with blue figures,'has a truly Colonial air. There are other colors softly blended In these old East India cottons. A dull dahlia or plum color which verges into brown is seen in these pre-Revolutionary fabrics. Al most any of the colors which you see in old china are acceptable In the sash curtains for a Colonial room; if you cannot procure these you can at least choose white dimity or some cld-fash ioned looking muslin. Avoid the Mexi can work or drawn-thread, cotton cur taining for your Colonial room; it has no part nor parcel in such an machine! made apartr rut; nor should modern lace drapery e suggested. lEodrnom Ventilation. Every room In the house should be well ventilated, but the bedroom should be especially well ventilated, and the orifices at which air is admitted should be well above the level of a person oc cupying the room. T he current of inflowing nir, in fact, should be directed toward the ceiling, for air admitted near tbo ceiling very soon ceases to exist as a distinctive current .uni will lie found at a short distance from the inlet to have mingled with the general mass of the nir. and therefore attained the temperature of the room, partly owing to the larger mass of air iu the room with which the inflowing current mingles, partly to tho action of gravity in eases where the inflowing nir is colder than the air in the room. • It may be regarded as an axiom in ventilating and warming that the feat lie kept warm and the head cool. Those who complain of lieing tired in the morning should look into this matter at once. The tired feeling may be due to an overweight of lied clothing, to overex ertion during the day, to indigestion (•mixed by taking too late a (heal, or to poor ventilation of the sleeping room. If there is another room to which yon can retire, try what a change of sleep ing apartment will do. Many people enn sleep better at the top of a house than on the first floor.—American Queen. Fish and Egg Salad Pick the bones from any cold cooked fish; to two cup fuls of Ash add four hard boiled eggs chopped fine, and four or five pickles chopped; mix thoroughly and add a little boiled or mayonnaise dressing; serve In lettuce leaves; garnish witl nasturtium leaves. Quince Butter—Pare and core the quinces, cutting them rather fine, cover them with wafer,- cook Place the parings and cores in another saucepan, just enough water to pre vent burning. < ook'UiuU* Jft; strain o@ tiie juice and add to the quinces. To each pound of fruit allow three-fourths of a pound of sugar. Boil down until smooth and thick, stirring to prevent burning. Put in jelly glasses and seal. Keep 111 end. dry pla Orange Cream -Soak half a bbs of gelatine in half a cup of cold w;;U'V one hour; Veat the yolks oC,tlu-eh|gifigs : with one cupful of sugar ftn# lhe grated rind of one orangey seitjid,?'sfel* pint of milk and pour it over t:|ie egg mixi tire: refut'd t; ■ tbs;-?tita‘bie •1.-.;..-in- ov-:- ding Wittvf-uuM creamy, then add 1 lie soaked. oMitftw*;- and stir until dissolved off, •-train, and when cool add tlpsjijgp}’ of i!\c oranges: when it begin*'ib stiffea ■■ add one CUP Of rtr'hi^’Tt^piHHpfflffl folding ii in carefully, meld and stand in the-ice?cies|’'t>%6^l® ui.'u hours. '