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Farmer Joj’m Th* finn-r wo* Eptrum Joy, and Iwnt. with th* b«rt of a boy. lU* wbi»th«l all day *>•* la- ptaugtawlor nv.w»«i. ll* wh wight* < np<»ii llw run I H* ladud bl* <tiHk ami <wl**4 *v«ry <**• J’y Mara* ronUcal naim- fnr the ar.ka <>f th** fun !!«• mtig at hl* niiUing. and pitching hi* Im) ; H* alwaya wa- >«uitu) ** iirtrvcr th* day. Ik* ram*d hu tfwm to tba acigbburing town; Thro day* In the w»*k hi r<*i»- tip and down. •<(11 Binging *»r whittling or noting hl* Afti climbing Un- bit!-* or <T*»Mi:ig tbn atnawn N<it -• •ugh- l»**u**’ dal h»* <•%*» |w*** bv IV tt boot *toj»piiig III* hot*■*•* and waiting to ; <Q. V»rTi jwdghlMrt*, anyUm*. wanb-l mv wa I m ivgvia a arm nt In n»o*t of Um* day. \nd all of the farmer* »b*» |»b*i<b**4 along With tii’Vi r a *n»il* or a not* of a <>ng- Ht o rwvrr found thn* to g*’t out the ’ ‘aha y. w And lukf wife and < bildr' u off for a <iay lU< thought it wi <pi •• i in old Epbniim Joy T« l« jolly and nmrrj *> miirh Ilka a fifty, lV* » all v«ry glad wlru h* wenlupand down, 'I- have him do “arrauU,* if nwl I**, in Uiwti. wa> fuMtHian vipr* •*<inan and m**H * n;’<T, h* Aty/u VMrfgbl h«t*i f'»rg't!ii»g a thing lx* y : ■ aid do; utd ycu'd nnv«T have gm-'t i* I In* wa* aixty yririohl. ' ’bi* l ” ’ a imranliif, u«lw-'l lawn I i M1 / «. ’.. Jjtvufl ' M*V hl» m.lk •niw Im- i aiwavu a haul IVliMi L* »tHrb*«l hr* ho< <w« a ;aln nn tin- ro.vl. ii. -H * wa bi ,h and Im nuinn r* tow bhy '■ ® ' '*ll r *nui - io • on”» th' i t »’ •eoni**! Id > WOr fei M>r f; lit. I </*?«.) I’Ve *'Hl<l<* --*l. whih thinking of him V.’itl mv I--art full of love, uliile my ry«** I a vi* gixiw u ihln. Os th- |p-lp anil t!.<- (Mtnforl which he n!way* lion* t j t To Ph- •!< li uiid Hu* /.rrv, th<- we.*k and the ll*- I «i.and .»f tn rivi and love hum* *h, A* •il a- tin- “Hi rantin’ ” know 11 to invn And J 1 now if Hiirh work i* the nngrls’ i-m p.oS. Zi*' fTM/ feu'r ana h. l|» rad h*l in Ephnilni Joy. inline It fn’itl 1 ' In (ItHhl < ll<‘< i FILE WRONG MAN. \h, h!ii<l Mr*. Pro Igilt, II . < ili Higrd MllCf’ my <ln\ Wlj n I vni» n ’dr!, lined it home and )m in Un jr iu llnrw <b> tin- huiiftcwork, nr>d pl* • Itedipldta, and <*ndn older line vt il* h t <*ad of rnniii:.‘’’ d»-mt Inal! the dirty Mi< i ami narrow him--, in < ren tion ’ ’ Mi- 1 *t*g><i|gitt did not take kindly to i, • deln <iv ih/titioii. Kin- hu*l < up fr i Owl Brook to vidt If • r«»ii<ln Mdn \iiu, who had married 1 IJH ii<*/*-r Hard) a quarter of n renrury ayo and Nftttied down in -w Y<»rk, and, ahe I \pr<■****•<l herself, “tli:ii , .”‘ Mvofiiqd to l»u all turned top-\ turv\. M 1..* (hum i I’mdgy. ’ "lid viurv, Hattie Hard), win* wiw equipping her uelf u th basket, big, parasol and water i»io“f l-»ak, “it I* a work of inerey and charity that w.- ar<- engaged in.” • XoHMnsr! ' irritahix *r d Mrs. prod gilt I think you’ve ail gone ern/y to geth< . Ini surprised at you, Mary Ann. (o let tic < hild go Ir.uiiping all over the city i t herself. In mv day it wasn’t <*un«ideivj • Yo’i **ay truly that times have changed »in< tian,” mildly uttered Mrs Hardy, win v. ■. knitting tl.*< t y wool l»y, tip- lilt*. ”11 si.i’ , Hattie, that you num* early. The i'W minister i* to Ik* h<‘n» tonight til u. and It -Im \ can't br trusted with Uei m v n t of mos- rose c hiua.” I w«aid<'r what he is likef’ s.ud Hat tie. a* she tied the deep blue strings of h< > hut mt<» a <au|Ucttish bow under her round chin. ’I do hope he’s young and *M -leai! n mon strut <sl Mr*. Prai gir. • <». iim .“ added Hattie, *wetr w that old Mi Pu*/h*t«»n was a |M-rfccl naiiit i 11*me don’t like saints with nd no*#' and spe taehs mal thn layer-of d<*nU«- <hht m M PllMiglt! h-Ok. d if xh«» ('X)M-* t <*d that Hattie would be -tnn k by light uing » n the -|H*t for that heretical re mark. ' llht- et!“ was all that she could utter. M It. * Mis*. Hardy, iiion nwiii*turned f" th* audrti h»o* 'qtasrin s of h<t prefix daughter, went on in he. purring, sing aong tonw IkuiiitMget that p• »r widow in Cob la ■ Haiti A-. ’ \ou t Milo K« ••• au -. I think it would Ih* well to speak . nurd ill st awn to that gnat la. \ "«»n <t his, whois always buying lottery r, ‘k b u ‘ * nothing to sup|H>rt the ol |f . K s M ye ' 1 ft) gUd Jotl mcntioin-d Jd tt .’Ju*. nHWtM? im < ntiy un h< r little tabic’.' Mein to give Jonas Rvi -a pin o: m\ mind.* D<*:ir Mr Pu inou always vn)d th-U that yawing manVi> a dreadful -tunibling htbek ” "Ami I think." went on Mrx Hardy, ‘ u*>: Uray sv-trrsc.ui find work kn \ re Jcnmae 4 now. if she i>«tfii uuem* p- rod ‘ •The which f *aid Mr- Pi-‘«lgitt. •‘Tt* Gray *.strrs," e\plaim*d Mix II inly. *‘t*ue ol our church tiuio." Mrs. Pro-1 gift gbired. • h iirn any cud of thff folk nnd non- I sens- of the present generation?’’ said *h<*. ! • I suppose,” laugb* *l Huttie, ••that in | vour dav, Coudt; Prodgy. nolxxiy went alum mtn/ f’’ ‘•Wri.t w!i» r '' *uid Mr*. Pnxlgitt “Ahimmintr!” di tlm tly rejaated Hat tie. “S‘;r nr «ns vi*itir*g the j*oor nn<i seek ingout re.- f destitution,” exploited ■ Mr*. Hard; “Hattie my < hild. Ido wish you uouhlrrt talk shiog. Hnttle disapjH ar»'<i with a little I ! -f'Z of laughter, while Mr- Prodgitt ttkd h< r P* a tl< I-' and utt- red a deep grofin “Mark my word*, Mary Ann, said die. ~t hal girl will come to no gmni “Hattie <i » * ftiot rn -in any hmm, | C'»u*iii Prielg'tt.” mildly pleaded .Mr-, liar ly, n* die knitted on. While Hattie, on he errand of merry, went from hour to lions - in the darkling time* and < row led tenement district-, leaving ti o»j': gr • *n t -nhrr - nn I a > h - t .rr there, n Imttle of beef, wine and i iron by a -i« k !»<•<!. a little rose a < nt‘ I -niitT in a ien»r old woman * han<l, a pict | lire book on the pillow of -ona- little j (hild, a woolen toy in th delighted grasp of a skeleton like infant, a gentle ! admonition in the '-ar of a willful facto - ry girl, ami n word of comfort to cn our- | a/e a d<-p tirim' widow. Sin could l» guy and flippant enough ulivn ‘•Cou'ai i-nxlgy’’ tcasc-il her, but 41X Tl t<> lIW HS«IWI-(1 U |WI i *>nn!it' <ii"nity an<l cni'Hiv .. Obl M : '> l: Il ■UHlva.lhi' ):i-( lioum I foil Iler IM. She glnlieeil iw.ioiKly at her unt< hax xhi- went in. fivn," hire «:ii'l to h'T-elf. “I in i I inal.' I.M or the dear little niani nn will bi; frrtting.” The <!u<il. <>f Um October evenin', had alrra.lv darken' ■! th<‘little room, where lay the path o', old sufferer from rhennia li'in. 11 was alw.iV' neat mid cl>".:i lhei•<•, lint m II ittie'- ryes it heen.ed more w|ila- j lid and pov rty strii ken than u-nal to night. As .he eanie around the eorner ■ of the door she p reeived a young man I itting nt an uncovered pill" table i fig- I u; -trough sill: ith tt d a;'.ii".-l lhe win- j ■ lon. "Ah!" “aid -he. the pirit of righteous I evisp: ration ri -in;'up in her heart. “I’ve caught you at lasi in tile wry midst of your evil jir.ietii e!'' The young man rose hurriedly to hi fen. "| beg your jr.rdon -" he began; but the tide of Hattie's indignnlion was not thus i a-ily Ktenuned. “Don't !■ g my pardon." 'aid she; “beg the pardon of society of public i opinion of everything else which yon i are outraging by this shameful behavior I of yours. Apjiai'cntly you havi neither pride nor M'lf respu t left -now take my j nil .'ee; turn over a new le d'. Give up I your evil practices mid set yourself to I ! earn n decent living. Look me in the i eyes, young man !" she added severely ; “ti ll me if you are not ashamed of your self!" To nil iippeaiaiiees, the culprit win stricken dumb. Involuntarily lie rnised a pair Os clear, lion st eyes to Hattie's face, neeording t > ord is, but he did not speak n word, good, bad or indilT'rent. “He's nut bml looking." thought Hat tie; “but 1 must not neglect the chance I of niakmgnn impression. lam surprised j nt you!" she mld.'d idoud; “u great, 1 nbli bodied fellow like you sitting dow n ‘ ns n disn putable incubus on your friends nnd relatives. Don't you know that you are Hie talk of the neighborhood Gel up go to work! Never le’ me'ce you I idling here again. No; don't answer me. | 1 never enter into argument w ith the pen- | ipl in my district. Logie is useless in a I case like this," She burr: .1 t > old Milo, who being ! stmie deaf, looked smilingly on during ‘ ■ this brief but energetic monolgue, as if I it had been a recitation from Shakespeare. | "Here’s sonic extract of beef for you, I Mi If-m ia." ah - shouted in his ear; i "ami . tumbler of lemon jelly! 1 hope I , your lunbago is better. I'm sorry I can't | I stay a little longer to-day, but I'll come j i again very soon." A id nodding an I smilling good-by to him, she bustled away. She arrived none too soon on the do mestic tapis II tsv had already broken one of the nios- ruse tea cups, and spilled all the salad dressing, so that Hattie had to go to work to make more. < ni'in l‘r>xlgitt had lost hei sp ctacles, ind Mi* Hardy < vtilil not find her best j hee frill. t'ons,epn r.tly she was only half through i in oi ug hei hair wh. u Mi- Hardv < died up the stair i .Ise "H.iti'i till niet ' Mr. Gray has , ,mi She hurriedly coiled up the shining broa.'i lea k', mid fastened them w ith a shill pin, tied the Swiss mii'lin lam at I | her throat, and. > itching up ta r |ax ket- ' handkerchief, ran Jow a- stairs. CouMii l-i algit: was still ndiustinu her I < :ipst ugs in her • wn issue, Mrs. Hardy had gone down to six* if I the tell was projXily me ping; and scour ' lieroini- walked din> tly into the present e Jo( Reverend< <il Gnu. “lain Mi*< Hardv,' Mtid *hc. “t Lk : your|Nki\lotil hut——” Hire she st Vppod, with the syllables of | further speech fairly frozen on her tongue. A cold chill crept through all her veins as she recogmred the eurly brown hair. t the i ear, honest cy cs, the thick uiustar he. Hut tin H' V'-i *i;d < ■il Maserp.ial tl I th': e>n< rgvncy. ’ ' “Don't beg iny pardon." aafil he, gravelv, although there was a roguish ■ pnrkle in his eye«. "B'g the pardon of -ocicti of public opinion. No, Miss Hardv,' he cried, suddenly dropping hi» • ol< rim man:'.'ristn, •‘don’t lra>k ho dis- ■ tressr-d. <>f course, it iw a mi-takc. It.m't I know perfectly w 11 that it was.” •Oh. ibar! <>’>. dear!" gras|x-d Hut ti •. "I t lought it was Gilbert Hrneait. I juv J. id MTU bi». you know, nnd it ' w»< so <l»rk, nnd - nmi •■Ami soyoil scold'd the wrong man,’ said Mr. Grav. “ASell. 11l puss tin lecture on to tl><- genuine offender nt tin ■ very tir-t opportunity, only l‘m afraid 1 < annot nnpluisiz- it half so neatly a> you j did.” “Oh, don’t," said Hattie, piteously ! lifting her little hand <. "Please don't/ , “No. I won’t," aid Mr. Gray. “We'll I forget and forgive." Ami when f'ousin Prmlgitt and M:- Hardy came in Hattie and the young ili rgvii.an were earn stly discussing th< rival merits of the gt nniums on Mrs. Hardv'- flower stand. Mr I’rodgitt stayed until spring, anil when “he went back home she told her daughter that Hattie Hardy was engaged l to a young minister. “Or at least I suspicion she is." sin ' i add' d. “She won't owu nothin’ for- ir- | tin: but things ain't new as they used to be. Folks as was engaged to be married I used to be proud of it. But Hattie's a: I (ptecr giri. She hasn't been brought up, I as girl 1 - were brought up in my day.” | Dandies on Horscbat'k. Th. baciei.'dado on horseback, writes a ■ correspondent to the Springfield Ji'imhli r.i',. i- a picture usually conscious of it- ■ self, for these fellow ■ are born dandies, j ami both men and animals are full of j prancing life. The hor , s are noble crea ■ Hires,» whosiv lu-ts, have been rnagnifij | cently dei'i />j ■ I by the r.irefield uir, and the rid' r i.s athlr ti' mid a born horseman, i He Wears a suit of black cloth, il short, ■ ! nattily cut jacket with big silver buttons; I a low cut waistcoat, or more often none to hide his delict:', snowy ami frilled I ■ hirt ■: i l”- ■ I iloon- that Lear along i lhe oufei -'jnu two row- of fancy “liver . buttons; high-b-elc 1 and usually top hoot- that end in silver spurs; ami a fajn or sash of red arid other brilliant color to biml the w.:i-t. Over the shoulder, or across the raddle, which is a most orna mental affair, is carried the bright scrape that looks like an immense Roman scarf. Th< hat completes the picture, and the ! ample proportions of that put ridicule | upon the meagre head coverings of the | North. The only fault to be found with I the felt sombrero is its weight—but for I some occult reason it never seems burden some in the wearing. Buffalo Bill's hats area libel on the genuine Mexican article. ■ His wide brim i all right, but this crown ris■- to a dignity ami comliness much like that which characterizes the head gear of Mill- Morgan •on your Court S.piare. But while Miles restricted him self to sober black, the Mexican indulges in all colors from a beautiful silver gray, through browns to a gorgeous purple. Idle i row n is encircled by a liver or gold 1 coni, often in three or even four coils, and the brim is embroidered with a I wealth in silver or gold trimming'. Straw hats are of similar shape, and provided with pulled bands of the -ame material. Dangers from Goat’s Milk. ,\ correspondent writes: The BritiXi Goat Society has held its half-yearly meetings and the report states that the committee have been able to supply goats to cottage r< with very satisfactory re sults. So far this is good news, for a c mih-li goat is true tabic and gives a most | abundant yield. But it is to be hoped that the cccttagers will be careful of their j milch goat', and will not allow them to 1 pasture nt large. The goat is proof 1 vgainst almost e very known vegetable |>cison. Any one who doubts this may ! test the fact for himself, for there is nothing a goat likes so much as a mouth ful of tobacco. A goat whic h knows that you have tobacco about you will follow you anywhere and any distance for it. And it is an unkind practical joke to disturb the tranquility of a row of chaises at th, seaside by the production 'of a tobaca o-poui h. The cow, as we all know, from the time we first began our nursery-rhymes, is partial to the "heni- I ha k rank." and there have been eases of poisoning from the milk of cow- that have eaten hemlock. But the g.-at will cat with impunity nut only hemlo> k, but ye w clippings which me fatal Imth to eovvsand home.'g bryouy. foxglove, and, indeed, almost every poisonous plant, lhe rc -ult is. of course, to p-ci-oa the milk, and it is . onsc qttently to b< hoped ‘that the fnv ored cottagers will emtine their goat' to swedes, v. tehes, cut grass, ami other such hamile" 'libstancv', and will not allow them to r am at largo,— J'i .. ss tier.' ft.. Sitistled with his I’nrehaso A man c ame into a cigar store, Isiught a cigar, and threw a bad five-cent piexv on lhe counte r. He wa- hurried!;, d<- I parting w belt the deck r I ::ihd *!h r him; "Hohl on. hold on, it*' bad!" "Never mind." ar.'Wc red the pur chaser, as lie cpiiekly passed out, "I'll uuoke it anyhow." Acte }’e <X G <tner tiai. ALLIGATOR LORE. A Florida Character who Hunts the Saurians. Living Among Them for Mouths and Fa miliar With Their Habits. Alligator Ferguson, s well known h.irac ter in Florida, is the subject of this , sketch. He has made a snug sum from ! tin teeth of the alligators he has killed, :md is an espeit .a the Lusiucs*. Teeth un- worth from fit toss a ponud. and some times hcgathei d from six to eight pounds in a single week. He never ! can cl anything for the bodies, although tiny arc worth more than the teeth. Ferguson did not confine his ojicnitions to I any particular portion of South Florida. | but from Tampa to Biscayne Bay, and I from the saw grass fields of Lake Apopka lo the shores of Okeechobee he created ' consternation among the scaly denizens of the marshes, and he could lay claim to having killed more alligators than any other man living, lie male his bed among them, ate among them, spent many months among them as his only companions, and it is probable that he hardly ever thought or talked of any thing but alligators. The gigantic snarls and growl' with which they communed t cgcther in early spring was the only mu j sic which charmed his cars. At that I time of the year he knew they could be found in p airs and nr>r.; easily captured. I He stayed among them so long that he ■ be. ame, as some people sai l almost ' amphibious. One man thought Ferguson’s teeth were growing longer, and another, ' with an exceptionally keen pair of eyes, was certain that the great hunter's skin was growing rough and hard in patches, preparatory to changing into scales. Fer guson didn't care a cent what they said ! or thought about him so long as he could ■ kill big alligators and sell their teeth. He always claimed that the alligators ,wi re i-ioi■■ plentiful, on Fish Eating' Creek, but that their teeth were very ; mnch inferior t > those from other places. On the gulf coast, he said, was the b'.-.t place for real good teeth, and pro fessed a preference for salt water ailiga , tors. Those ihat liv- in -ait water are of stouter build, and' the hstl'l is larger in proportion to th: body than that of the 'fresh water species. S >nie people claim that they are more ferocious than the other, but Ferguson does not think so. He i' an expert at decoying alligators within range of his gun. He has away of barking like a small dog, and when he commenced that it would not be long be fore their huge snouts would be 'ticking out of the water. Another way was to take a little dog or pig in his arms and twist its tail so that it would yell and at tract the alligators. A sereaming pig i will excite the interest and attention of any alligator, no matter how indolent or | phlegmatic. Ferguson told me that he wa hunting one spring morning near Tohopekalign, r.'.id had brought a young, fine blooded dog with him. Coming to a deep, round pool, which formed a small bay in the lake, he commenced looking out for alligators, which he knew were to be found in that place in great quantites. The dog was a little too eager for the sport and jumped into the water. Ferguson said he tried to call him back, but the dog was deaf to all remonstrance. When he reached the middle of the nool he began howling and struggling and looked back appealingly to his master for help. In a few moments the dog disap peared and was seen no more. "Hit riled me awfully,” said Ferguson, “to see mv purp gobbled down in that away, and I laid tor that ’gator. I wouldn't a-took the purtic-t lif'y-dollar bill you ever saw , for that dog, and 1 jest say-, to myself I am goin’ to make them 'gators hop; and 1 (lid make 'em hop. I takes my lectlest purp. and I wrings ami twists his tail un twel he hollors like as if he was a-bein' killed, and, first 1 knowed. out popped the head of a whoppin" big 'gator. Then another one of the big black imps poked i his sassy snoot out’n the water, nnd hit I vvarn't no time ’fore the pond was teeto- I tally covered with 'em. 1 never seen so many 'gators in the known world. I shot ! and shot and shot, until I was bodacious ly out of breath, bn! I made tb- in imps sweat. They cat up mv purp, and I ( wouldn't a-took a brand new tifty-dol larbill for him, but I everlastingly pep pen'd 'em for it."-—CAici.-gfl Tima. Remedy far Hydrophobia. People of t fa, Russia, have i cure for hydrophobia of their own. Thev give to bitten men and beasts a powder made from a Hehl plant known on th- Volga as drok, of which Geniata Tin' toria is the scientific name. This powder is taken on an empty stomach for thrv days, and lone <losc on the ninth day Salt and salty food spoil the effect of the drug. A well-known family of land-owners ustxl the inedii ine fur over forty yea is, and saved owr four hundred men. women and children affect' I with hydrophobia. Distressing Intelligence. "Is .lira Bullard hangiu' 'round these parts nowaday'." aski-d a p s- uger from a car wirnL-w of i D ikot i-etti/en. ' ",Mm was Mangin' ’rottud last week, stranger.” “Did you «ee hinit" “Oh, yes: I had hold of the rope."— Arte Feri tfua. A i’ecall.ir Dis i Dree is. The followin ' incident occurrel nt a very early dat< in the history of Maine. Among the new settlers of P. inaqilid was one by the name of Alexander, who ac cording to custom, was chosen as captain to command the little company of men which banded together for self-protection ia those dangerous times. Now Mt-. Alexander, living much puffed up by the honor, must needs make a feast to cele brate it. All her neighbors were invit ed, some of the women bringing knitting, others c oarse garments for sewing, and still other' their “little wheels” on theii backs, with a distaff of flax to spin, anc all bringing babies. < Ine can imagine what a merry compa ny it was that gathered in the great log kitchen, knitting-needles clicking, babies crooning, and the flax-wheels humming like a great swarm of liees in a clove’ field, while outside the newly-made cap tain treated the men. Over the tire and hanging from tin huge iron crane was a big brass kettle, boiling furiously and emitting a most fra grant odor. There was a whispering among the guests as to what their hostess could be preparing, but all agreed that if it tasted half as good as it smelled, it would be good enough. Dinner-time came, the knitting was put aside, the babies were hushed to sleep, and the wheels pushed back against the walls. All gathered about the rough table expectantly, and Mr«. Alexander, with a look of triumph, passed to each a goodly portion of the contents of the brass kettle, well seasoned and garnished with butter. As it happened, one of the guests was a rough old trader from Boston, and his natural gruffness of disposition had not been softened by his generous potations outside. He looked at his dish curiously for a moment, tasted it. made a wry face, then shouted out, to tiie consternation of the company, — “Woman, how much o’ this stuff did ye cook and butter? - ’ “Why, a pound?” said the captain’s wife, somewhat incensed. “Pray, isn't that enough?” "Enough?” cried the trader. “Yes, to kill the whole settlement, stewed in yon pizen kettle! This is tea madam, ,/lzr drinking, not to be made into vile greens!’’ An explanation followed, and Mrs. Alexander, to whom the article of tea was hitherto unknown, as also to her equally ignorant neighbors, retired crest fallen, yet we presume a much wiser woman.— Youth's Companion. h. Capricious Composer. If the stories told of him are true, Hans Von Bulow is getting crankier day by day. It is related that during his last concert tour, as he was about to take his seat at the piano, he saw some very plain women seated near the platform. At that he walked off the stage, and to his manager's inquiries and entreaties said: “Until those ugly women are removed I will not play a note; so you may do as you please about it.” The manager stepped up on the stage, announced that Herr Von Bulow hail be come suddenly indisposed, and the or chestra would piny a symphony which was to have been played later in the even ing. While the audience looked on in wonder he had a number of palms and shrubs from the conservatory near the concert room placed between the plat form and the audience. Then calling Bulow to the wing the manager asked if the view suited him. “Oh. yes, that’s all right," quietly said the great musican, "as long as I don't behold those monsters of ugliness lam quite indifferent to my surroundings.” And without any more ado, the capricious composer went cn the platform ami performed his share of the programme.—3 tic York Sun. On a Mexican Street Car. Although the etiquette of a Mexican street car is free and easy, and men smoke inside or on the platform, women are invariably treated with respect, and half a dozen men will get up to give place to any woman, young or old, rich or )>oor. The Mexican gentleman has all the courtesy for which the Latin races are famous, and life is smoothed and its unglvs rounded by the constant courtesy of this most polite nation. Do not im agine that because people smoke in the street ear; their interiors re-emble the American railway smoker—all tilth under foot, and the air befouled with rank cigars and old pipes. The windows are generally open, nnd a constant current of air drives the smoke out. -Boston Herald. A Fable. A sick fanner had an obstinate eow which he wished to get to market. On e insulting his neighbors he received the i following advice: The carpenter said Ik’<l have a screw driver; the furniture man said let a bureau drawer; a small boy offered to holler; the newspaper man ■aid let n editorial leader; the postmas ter suggc-ted having a letter carrier: the village t.'is r wanted to do his part, and Offered to take a horn; the pickle vendor thought a little gherkin would start her. ! 'I antimc the farmer expired of exhaus | tion, and the cow died of grief. ! This fable teaches that the possibilities j of the English language are great.— Life. CIIIEDREX’S COi.UM.T. Pop-lorn. inv lumps of gold Rattling in t he i®n. Merry watch we keep; Shake them all weedn. See them, how they scatter, Leaping o’er the top! Hop, corn! Pop, corn! Pop! pip! pop! Dancing eyes that gleam, Rosy cheeks that glow; Here the joyful spring, AU without the snow She the inUk-white+loraoms Everywhere they Hop, corn! Pop, corn! Pop! pip! pop! —George Cooper in Young People. the Exact Population. “What is the population of the world, papa?" asked fl-year-old Edith, who was making up sums for herself on a new slate. “You must not interrupt me now, Edith,” said her father, who was writing at the same table. “Go to Miss Smith," referring to her governess. Iler father was not so busy, however, but that he heard and was amused by her saying in a low tone soon after: “I know how I can find out myself. FH look in the back of th? geography for the United States and for Europe, and then I can add Aunt Mary's ami Aunt Jessie's baby, and that will give it to me exactly.”— Harper's Bazar. XVhlch Wn« The ISrntel An English sportsman in the Zoologi cal Gardens of the queen became enraged j at a valuable hound that had failed him in some performance, and beat it and I bruised it most unmercifully. To make an end of the punishment he seized and thrust the dog through the bars of a j lion’s cage. He expected, of course, that the beast would at once spring upon him ! and crush him as a thing of prey. But what was his chagrin as he saw the lion come up to the dog with a seeming look | of compassion, and begin to lick his wounds. II? then relented a little, and thought he would like his dog again. So he, changing his voice, called the bleed- ! ing animal by name to come out. But he I did not come. He whistled for him very familiarly, he coaxed very affectionately. ? Already he had lain down beside the lion I and seemed quite content with his new, sympathizing friend. Still he j called, then he commanded, then j he threatened, then he stormed in ini- ; petuous tone. The dog paid no atten- ; tion to him. Just then the keeper came j near. “Mr. Keeper, to punish my dog j for displeasing me I put him into this \ cage and I cannot get him out. Will you please help me? II? is a very valu able dog, and I desire to take him away." “You put him in the cage, did you?” "I , did, sir.” “Then, sir, you may get him out.” The Wax Dollar. When Grandma Babcock went to visit Aunt Ada she took Trotty with her. Trotty was three years old and was very fond of good things. She found out very soon that there was a grocery and provision store near the house where Aunt Ada lived. In front of the store hung two big bunches of bananas. Trotty liked ba nanas very much. One day, when Trotty was playing out on the front steps, her aunt, who was very fond of her, leaned out of the win dow and threw down a little package. “There, Trotty,” she said, “go and buy a banana.” Trotty unwrapped the package 'ind found two cents. She went to the store feeling as if she had grown to be a very big girl. After that she wanted to go cvery day to get bananas, and she soon spent all the pennies her aunt had. “I’ll have to spend my penny now," she said. “I found it in the sewing-ma chine drawer, and I've been saving it.'' She went to her baby house, picked up « little box, and then started for the store. The grocer took down the biggest banana he had and gave it to her; but he laughed when he looked at the money Trotty put in his hand. “See what that child gave me," he said to Aunt Ada, when she was in the store the next day. Aunt Ada looked and saxv that it was a big waxed dollar that she had made years before when she was taking lessons in wax-work. And Trotty had thought it was a pen ny, and had bought, a banana with it Our Little Ones. Heaven's Lamps. A little 4-year old who had been toil by her mamma that the stars «' ere “Heaven's lamps." lying in her mammas lap while the latter was sitting after twi light on the front pon h said : "Miunnia, less do in der woom.” “Wait a little wliile, baby," said the mother. "No! no!" replied the little one; do now.” “Oh, it's dark in the room, baby.” “Well, lite de lamp." “It's too soon, daughter.” “No, "tain’t. mamma." and looking ,l the stars said: “LNm't on see Doi’s done lite Hees lamps?' - -Detroit Free Friss.