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VOL.VI. OVER THE BAR Blindly the awkward spa *'t Comes stumbling over the bar, And the soldier ship I see On the field of the ocean war; But the signals gleam and the seem Idle and faint aud far. Blindly* the awkward waves Come stumbling into the ba^ And tlie old, old sea behaves * Like a babe of yesterday; But the lighthouse stands Ifr the sands And the ships are saved to-day. Blindly die awkward thought » Comes stumbling into my heart And old bosom battles fought" Are as play to this new art; I or a wilder sea hath imprisoned tac, And the tore i cannot impart. Blindly the awkward words Keep sattiing iu from afgr, Till they join, like autumn birds. In a song that ends the war; And the words break out in a gentle And my love is over the bar. . —Collier’s Weekly. S' THE EARRINGS OF THE I T was In the palmiest days of Second Empire. It was an ing in midwinter. The Paris son was at its height, and a audience had assembled at Lie Frahcais to witness the performance Jules Bandeau's delightful play. moiselle de la Seigliere.” The Empress was present, and beautiful; the„Emperor at her wrapped iu his favorite air of abstraction, which, like Lord celebrated nod, was supposed to so much, yet which, viewed by the partial light of subsequent history, seems to have signified so Several officers in glittering were in attendance, sparkling with imations showered upon them by grateful sovereign; and among gallant warriors, conspicuous by of his attire, ’was a solitary, black-coated civilian, in ordinary ing dress, with the inevitable speck retl at his buttonhole. In a box, Immediately opposite occupied hy their Imperial was a young and exceedingly Russian lady, Countess Ivanoff, cerning whose manifold the great world of Paris elected to terest itself considerably. The beauty aud wit of this fair ern enchantress were the theme of ery masculine tongue, and her icent diamonds the envy of ail beholders. The Countess was panied by her husband, a man of tinguished appearance. ! The curtain fell after the first act. The Emperor aud Empress withdrew during the intermission. Many hum¬ bler mortals followed their example; among them Count Ivanoff, apparently in nowise disturbed by the fact that “gilded youth” in the stalls were bring¬ ing a small battery of opera-glasses to bear upon the dazzling charms of his beautiful wife. The Countess leaned back in her luxurious chair, fanning herself, serenely indifferent to the in¬ terest she was exciting. In the dim light of her curtain-shaded box, the glit¬ ter of her splendid diamonds seetned to form a sort of luminous halo round her graceful head; a myriad starry bril¬ liants gleamed among the masses of her gold-brown hair, and two priceless stones flashed aud twinkled in her little shell-tinted ears. The Count had been gone but a few minutes when there was a gentle knock at the door, aud, in answer to the Countess’ “Enter,” the usher appeared, and said, deferentially: “Pardon, Mme. la Comtesse; a gentle¬ man charged with a message from Her Majesty the Empress waits in the cor¬ ridor, and desires to know if mndame will have the goodness to receive him.” “Certainly. Enter, I beg of you. monsieur,” repliedrthe Countess, as she recognized the distinguished-looking civilian she had already noticed in close proximity to the Emperor in the Im¬ perial box. The visitor advanced a few steps, and, standing in deep shadowy said whu grave dignity: “I trust my intrusion may be par¬ , doned. I am desired by Her Majesty to ask a favor of Mme. le Comtesse, and, at the same time, to beg that she will have the goodness to excuse a sorne what unusual request.” “The obligation will be mine If I can fulfill even the least of Her Majesty’s wishes,” replied the Countess. “The case is this,” explained the gen¬ tleman. “An argument has arisen con cerning the size of the diamonds in your earrings and those of the Jill The Empress begs that you intrust one of your pendants to her mare for a few- moments, as the only satisfactory method of disposing of the vexed question. I will myself return it the instant Her Majesty gives it back into my keeping.” “With the greatest pleasure,” agreed the Countess, detaching the precious jewel forthwith, and depositing it, with¬ out misgiving, in the outstretched palm of the Imperial messenger. The Count¬ ess bestowed a smile and gracious bow of dismissal upon Her Majesty’s dis¬ tinguished ambassador. ) Shortly afterward Count Ivauoff re “I have been talking to Du jfclfcyer he remarked, as he seated bim fellow, Dumont. I am Methodist?' ■” 1 he at tUe must Em find Peror’s him partial- useful a new . .... cxiureV \ want of an idea.” fe^nt?” ■tkUuferes inquired the ■tic-. ” THE RECORD Look, ho has just entered the box—the man in the black coat.” “Is that M. Dumont?’ exclaimed the Countess; “if so, he has been here you were-away, He cams, on the of the Empress, and carried off one luy earrings which Her Majesty to compare with one of the IVoronzoff’s.” “Dumont! Impossible! I was ing to him the whole time l sent.” “Nevertheless, dear, he has been and has taken my earring. Seel it gone.” “Effectively,” agreed the Count, a grim Smile; “but Dumont lias taken it. It is to the last degree likely that the Empress' would such a request. Depend upon it, have beeu the Victim of a thief up ns Dumont.” “Impossible!” cried tue Countess her turn. “The affair is absolutely ns tell you. It was the veritable M. mont who came intb this box and away my diamond. Only wait a and he will bring it back intact.” "To wait a little Is to lessen chance of Its recovery. 1 will go inquire of Dumont, if I caii get at whether he has been seized with a den attack of kleptomania; because idea of the Empress having sent roaming about the theater borrowing lady's jewels I regard as Ah. these Parisian thieves'.” With this the Count departed, nnd second act was nearly at an end he returned. In the meantime Countess perceived that, she was an ject of interest to the occupants ol’ Imperial box. “I was right,” whispered the Count, re-entering and bending over his chair. “Dumont knows nothing of earring, and, needless to say, the press never sent him upon such errand. 1 have put the matter into hands of the police, and they will do that is possible to recover it.” The Countess was duly by sympathizing friends, hut more was heard of the jewel until following day. Early iu the afternoon the Countess was about to start for her daily drive in the Bois. The frozen snow lay deep upon the ground, and her sleigh, with its two Jet-black Russian horses jing¬ ling their bells merrily iu tlie frosty air, stood waiting in the courtyard while the Countess donned her furs. A servant entering announced that an officer of the police in plain asked permission to speak with Mme. la Comtesse concerning the lost dia¬ mond. “Certainly," said madame, gracious¬ ly; “let the officer be shown into the boudoir.” Into the boudoir presently came the Countess, stately, beautiful, fur-clad, buttoning her little gloves. Near the door stood a short, wiry-looking man, with keen, black eyes, closely cropped hair, and compact, erect, military fig¬ ure. The small man bowed nrolour.dly wliile he said, with the utmost respect, at the same time laying a letter upon the tabliy “I am sent by order of (he chief of police to inform Mme. la Coin (esse that the stolen diamond has been satisfac¬ torily traced, but there is, unfoi i nnate¬ ly, some little difficulty connected with its identification. I am charged, thevo fore, to beg that Mme. Ia Comtesse will have the goodness to intrust tlie fellow earring to the police, for a short period, in order that it may be compared with the one found in the possession of the suspected thief. Madame will find that the letter I bring corroborates my state¬ ment.” The Countess glanced hastily through the letter, and, ringing the bell, desired that her maid might be told to bring the remaining earring immediately; this was done, and the dapper little man, bowing deferentially, departed with the precious duplicate. The Countess descended to her sleigh and drove to the club to call for her husband. Crossing the Place de la Concorde, she related to him the latest incident. “You never were induced to give up the other!” cried Count Ivanoff, incred¬ ulously. “But I tell you. dear, an officer of the police came himself to fetch it, bring¬ ing a letter from his superiors vouching for the truth of his statement.” “If the prefect himself had come, L don't think I should have been cajoled Into letting him have it after last' night’s experience,” laughed her lius- f band. “However, for the second time, we will inquire.” The coachman turned and drove, as directed, to the Bureau of Police, at which the. Count had lodged his com-* plaint the night before. After a some¬ what protracted delay, the Ccunt re¬ joined his wife with a semi-grim look of amusement on his handsome face. “The police know nothing of your de¬ tective or his epistolary efforts,” he said, drawing the fur rug up to his chin as the impatient horses sped awaV over the frozen snow; “your second has been netted by another member the light-fingered fraternity, and, my honor, I think he was the more ac¬ complished artist of the two!” And from that unlucky (Lay to this the Countess Ivanoff’s diamond knew her pretty ears no Argonaut. Where Grass Is a Curiosity. At the London county council meet¬ ing the chairman of tlie bridge com¬ mittee stated that about fifty vehicles and 500 passengers per hour passed through the Blaekwall tunnel. He incidentally remarked that a pathetic point was that children passed through to the south side of the river and car¬ ried back to the east tufts of grass as though they were curiosities. The prettier a girl’s spring dress is, It may ]u> known that lie? it. DEVOTED TO THE INTEREST OF JOHNSON COUNTS' AND MIDDLE GEORGIA. WRIGTHSYILLE, GA., TUESDAY, JULY 12,1898* FIELDS OF Thrilling incidents And daring deeds on land and sea. From Death to X.lte—Experiences of One Buried Under an Avalanche of Snow and Ice—Jaguar and Puma Fight Over a Baby and Finally Forget It. From life to death and back again td life was the experience of A. Miller, of Portland, Oregon, in the recent Chilkoot catastrophe-. Mr. Miller arrived in Portland a few days ago feeliug fairly well, yet he has not entirely recovered from the effects of being buried beneath tons of snow nnd ioe. He suffered internal injury that for a time gave the physicians doubt as to the ultimate turn of his case, and looks back to the loss of many pounds of flesh as one of the least regretful features of his narrow escape, Mr. Miller was caught Under the large slide that extended over a mile along the trail at the Seales, being at the time, with over 100 men and women, fleeing from what was known to be imminent danger. After more than two hours of unconscious¬ ness, during which time Mr. Miller was thought by many to have tak eu a permanent abode iri the shadowy realm, he was finally revived through the good offices of his friend, F. B. Holbrook, of Portland, aud Dr. Maple, the Government physician who ren dered such valuable services to the unfortunates. About 11 a. m. Mr. Miller, with Mr. Holbrook and a party of over 100, left the Scales, a long rope being used by the party in the same manner as by mountain climbers. This was mainly for the protection of the women, al¬ though some of the men found it valu¬ able iu clambering down the steep, treacherous trail. Shortly after 11 Mr. Miller says he was suddenly made aware of the great avalanche by a terrific rumble aud roar from above. No one could see it; in fact, the driving snow made it impossible to more than see the trail beneath their feet. From the time the first roar was heard until the avalanche engulfed the party was only a moment. Most of those holding the rope were struck while still bending forward to protect their faces from the blizzard, the mass of snow simply crushing them down to the trail, Mr. Miller started to turn for a backward look when caught, aud was pressed down on his side iu a cramped position. When narrating his sensations at that time, he said: “It is hard to tell how I felt. I realized our danger first, before seem¬ ing to contemplate that I was facing death. Knowing how we had rescued many during the day from smaller slides, my first thought was the chances for being rescued. My chest felt like it was fitted into a cement tomb, permitting no expansion. My fingers, hands, arms, and limbs were pinioned so that it would have re¬ quired great exertion to move either. Rescue I knew must come soon or never, and I thought of the linemen who had gone on ahead a short time before, and of any that might' have been above the slide, as the only ones from whom we could hope. My breath grew shorter. I tried to blow against the snow to enlarge the little place where I breathed. Each slight exer¬ tion warned me that I would rapidly succumb if I did not remain perfectly quiet. Then I was terrorized with the thought of suffocating. It occurred to me that this had always been a manner of death for which I held a peculiar horror. To be pinioned rigid, crushed by tons of snow, slowly dy¬ ing, while life and happiness were a few feet above my head! As I felt weakness growing my thoughts turned to my wife and children. I saw them in their home, all happy and content¬ ed, and then, as they were thrown in¬ to mourning for me in that very posi¬ tion in the snow. My mind then re¬ viewed their financial condition, and as! I realized that they would be pro¬ vided for I felt a sense of relief. Re¬ gretting that I must pass from them, yet happy to 'know they would be well, I left them to think of the final pang. A stupor grew on me, without pain, until it was as though aphysicianheld to my face an anesthetic that took away consciousness and life. “When I revived Mr. Holbrook held me by the collar and was vigorously chafing me. My surprise was-great to know I had again come to life, and it required moments to reassure myself that there was no mistake. But then the pain began. It was easy to die, but life came hard. After one im¬ pulse to know what had become of the money in my pocket, part of which belonged to another, my time was oc¬ cupied with sharp, pricking pains through my limbs and oppressive feel¬ ings in my chest. As the blood start¬ ed through the veins and arteries my agony became so great that I almost regretted that they had broken my peaceful sleep. In due time I began to recover, thanks to the considerate work of Dr. Maple, and finally was able to get out again. ” When the rescuers dug Mr. Miller from the seven feet of snow burying him he was thought to be dead, and was laid out. Mr. Holbrook recog¬ nized him and commenced the re¬ suscitation that restored life after more than two hours’ work-. Mr. Hol¬ brook, being nearer the rear of the party, was covered up only to about his shoulders, from whioh position ho succeeded in getting to the surface. Others at different positions were cov¬ ered deep, and will not be brought to the light until the sun melts the snow. Mr. Miller and his party were about three-fourths of a mile below the Seales when caught, the trail at the place being in the bottom of a gully. A peculiar condition, and one which may be instructive to others similarly placed, was that of the number res¬ cued shortly after being buried, those showing evidence of struggling vio¬ lently were the ones that could not be rev)ve ^- Many of these hat! scratched their own fa,ces in a terrible manner, aud one had torn an eyeball from the socket, Those who kept quiet were the only otles revived at all. One or two when they came, to fife were rav¬ ing maniacs for a few minutes, which Dr. Maple explained to be a wakening iu the same sense of fright in which they sauk to unconsciousness. A. Wonderful Escape. In tlie Guarico country, at a village called Paraykj near the Merida trail, I saw an Indian named Jose Lobado, writes a traveler, in the Philadelphia TimeSi whose face and head were deeply scarred and whose body was a network of similar scars from wounds received through being carried away by a jaguar when an infant in arms. Of course he could not remember the occuranee, but his mother, who had rescued him, described it to me. She had gone to a mata, or ,wooded spot, on the pampas for firewood, carrying her child, after the fashion of Venez¬ uelan women of humble station, in a shawl looped from her shoulder. This shawl with the small boy in it she slung to a low tree branch while she gathered her bundle of sticks, and she did not perceive the approach of a jaguar until he had seized the, child and was carrying it awsV. The moth¬ er grasped her machete and ran after the jaguar, shrieking. She managed to keep the beast in sight, bnt^ie was rapidly getting beyond her view when suddenly the jaguar stopped, put the child down, and, bristling for fight, stood with his fore paws resting upon it. Then the mother saw that a puma was fronting the jaguar. She hurried on toward where the two beasts faced each other, growling and snarling. Before she got to them the puma sprang, and at once; the two were fighting fiercely above the child. In the struggle the child was rolled to one side, but before the mother could get to it the jaguar broke away from the puma, aud, springing to the boy again, crouched with his paws above him as before. The puma leaped again and the light was renewed, but again the jaguar got clear and jumped to guard his prey before the mother could get a chance to snatch her child. Once more the puma attacked his foe, aud as the beasts struggled and tore each other an accidental kick from one of them sent the boy twenty feet away, almost to the mother’s feet. Catching him up, she ran for home and got safe to the house. The boy, though covered with claw wounds from head to foot arid bearing deep marks of the jaguar’s teeth in the back, where the boast had seized him to carry him"! away, recovered com¬ pletely from his injuries,, although beai’ing the scars for his lifetime. The puma and the jaguar were found, both dead, at the place where they had fought. Mauled by a Lioness. A lion tamer performing in Chippen¬ dale’s French menagerie at Armley, England, had a narrow escape from death last month. The victim of the was Franco Montano, a well known colored tamer of wild beasts, who has had previous experiences of the sort. The animal is an untamable lioness, appropriately named “Vixen,” which has been in charge of Montano, a tall, heavily built man, for the last nine months, daring which period he has been more or less severely mauled times. The tamer enters the cage at least a day, and on Tuesday night, when he went to the cage door, he was unable for at least twenty-five minutes to gain an entrance. Even¬ tually, after driving the beast to the of the cage, the tamer slipped in¬ side. The moment he did so the leaped toward him, its ugly catching him by the right shoulder, the flesh of which was torn. The blow knocked the down, and the animal at once one of its paws upon its strug¬ victim. Attendants came up hot iron bars and water to beat the brute. the horror of the excited specta¬ it tore away part of the man’s and inflicted \ ijuries on the part of his body. After twenty of suspense the brute was last driven off and the badly mauled extricated through the door the head keeper, Henry Wesley. Until then Montano had retained his but now he fainted away loss of blood.—Correspon¬ Chicago Chronicle. II© Took a Fort. In 1757 aman-o’-war’s man, Strahan name, captured almost single one of the forts on the Hoogly. fort, which was strongly situated, invested by the admiral, and during the time of midday re¬ wandered off “on his own hook” in direction. Gaiuing the walls with¬ discovery, he took it into his head scale a breach made by the cannon the ships, aud on reaching the he flourished liis cutlass and his pistol at “the Pathans,” “The place is mine!” The soldiers attacked him, and he his own with indomitable pluck reinforced by one or two other who had straggled out of camp heard his huzzas. The enemy, unprepared for this ill attack, and fearing further in¬ fled from the. fort upon the side, leaving twenty cannon a large store of ammunition. to Strahan’s surprise, he was by tlie admiral for his breach discipline, and he was dismissed hints of future punishment. “Well,” said Btrahan, “if I’m flogged this here action, I’m blamed if I take another fort as long as I : —London Bketch. It is estimated that at least 1,000, pounds of rubber is annually used the manufacture of bicycle tires, LETHARGY OF VOTERS THE CAUSE OF THE DISTRESS OF PRODUCERS. A. Majority of the People Do Not En¬ joy Prosperity and Will Not So Long: as the Non-Producers Control the Government! The power of this government was intended to he vested in the people. The will of the people was intended to he the supreme law’, when expressed. It is believed by the founders of the government that the people would have sufficient intelligence to divine their interests and enough courage to demand their protection and advance¬ ment. In the earlier years of the coun¬ try, public men sought, by close obser¬ vation and study, to evolve theories to be made issues, by which the interests of the people would be advanced; and he who succeeded best in bringing forth these practical theories and carrying them to successful consummation was the ideal public servant, and was con¬ tinued in office, because of his fidelity and loyalty to the interests of the peo¬ ple. All the progress made by this gov¬ ernment w'as secured during the prev¬ alence of that system. It is a remarkable fact that the in¬ terests of the majority of the people no longer envoke or bring forth plans for their elevation and welfare. This country has less attention paid to the masses of the people than any in the world. II has become a reproach upon any man to be a champion of the in¬ terests of the masses. He is called an agrarian, a socialist, communist or anarchist. The people still have the power, but they do not or can not use it. Two thirds of them are mere party slaves, who belong to a party and blifldly fol¬ low its leaders. Partyism has become more practical and business-like, as to the party, and less so as to the people. The first desideratum of a party as has been practiced by the two old parties, is to get a campaign fund. In order to do this it must make pledges and enter into obligations which must be carried out in case of success. In this way an administration ia sold in advance. It is pledged to interests adverse to the people in order to get a campaign fund to pay speakers and newspapers to mislead and deceive them. A majority of the people have not enjoyed any modicum of prosperity for five years. There is little prospect of their enjoying much more for the next five years. The agriculturists produce large crops and the mines yield immense products, but those who produce this wealth secure only a bare subsistence. Why is this? It is a recognized fact that if a man wants to become independent, that he will seek some other field for his energy and industries. This is not the place. He who produces does not get the product of his labor. When it strikes the market the first man who strikes it gets one-fifth as much profit as the man who produced it; and it goes on down the line to the last hands with each one securing five times as much profit, relatively, as the man who produced it. These inequalities are caused by business sense and manage¬ ment, which all these other people dis¬ play, through organization and all other assistants, which the producer scorns. But even this account of this reason somethiifg is unsatisfactory. There is more. Systems are organ¬ ized to assure this result. These sys¬ tems embrace and embody all the factors in the problem, with their ratio or proportion of benefit, which have become so fixed that it is almost im¬ possible to change them, certainly never to be changed while so little ef¬ fort and so little organization are com¬ bined for their overthrow. If “the laborer is worthy of his hire," certain it is that the producer is worthy of the best and largest propor¬ tion of the benefit realized in the use of his product; hut such is not the case and it seems a v\ v long way ahead in the future before), will be vouchsafed to him. ' But If public men were held to a stricter accountability for their man¬ agement of the public interest, it would be a great stride towards a return of favorable conditions for the producers and la¬ borers, but that is what it seems im¬ possible to impress or to secure any tangible and earnest effort to secure. Failure of one causes failure of the other. FRANK BALTZELL. To Avoid Jail for Vagrancy. A man was arrested for vagrancy last week, and, in the trial before Judge Conlan, the policeman swore that he had seen him, at all hours, for many days, begging on the public streets. It developed that the accused had been'discharged from the County Jail, where he had been serving a term of three months for some petty offense, the very day of his arrest. He was promptly acquitted and the officer reprimanded, although he should be prosecuted for perjury. It seems that the only way for the disemployed to keep out of jail for vagrancy Is to get into jail for something else, so as to “prove an alibi.”—San Francisco Star. Hard to Keep Out of Debt. A few of our Populist exchanges are screaming themselves hoarse for the people to quit going in debt and let the mortgage business alone. The ad¬ vice is good and should be heeded by every man who is in a position to do so, but when a man looks into the face of an Innocent family and hears the good wife and mother say to him: “John, we haven’t a bite to eat in the house, and the children are halt naked,” you’ll see that man get up and put a mortgage on his soul if ho has nothing else to place one on, but what he’ll have bread for his family, and he is not to blame for It. POINTS FROM THE PRESS. There ought to be an injunction got¬ against the goldoerats designating their infamous schemes of wholesale confiscation of the property of the peo¬ ple as “reform.” They believe in re¬ form as the devil believes in holy water.—Bradford Silver Star. The Republican administration has fought the preposition to tax its mil¬ lionaires slush fund contributors for war purposes with much greater ardor than it has shown against the Span¬ iards.—Journal of Agriculture. One paper says that the gentlemen who would raise the question of sil¬ ver coinage in the present emergency ought to be behind the guns at Morro Castle. Well, we think that the blood¬ suckers who are planning to fasten an additional and unnecessary tax on the productive energies of the people should be placed in front of the heav¬ iest artillery and fired over to Cub?.— Cleveland Recorder. No doubt the government can pay its war expense with treasury notes. The people will take them. A bond issue means unnecessary expenses.— Phoenix Gazette. It is reasonably safe to say that if Bryan had been president and Byran men in power, there would not now be a Spaniard on the island of Cuba, and the Maine outrage would have been avenged within a week of Its happen¬ ing. That is one thing that may be said of the man from the West and the men from the West and South who are behind him.—Brann’s Iconoclast. The war with Spain would he a double blessing to him (Hanna) if it should stop the war on him in Ohio. He -could shake off his pursuers who are after him for buying a seat in the senate and pursue without inter¬ ruption his business of doing the gov¬ ernment out of all the money he can on contracts and other political job¬ bery.—Louisville Dispatch. In order to raise money for the prose¬ cution of the war the administration proposes to issue $500,000,000 in bonds. This would mean millions in profit for the bondholders and the saddling of another great interest bearing debt upon the producing classes. The money power is behind this scheme. It would be another lever in the hands of Wall street and the Rothschilds; enabling them to draw still tighter the screws which bind the shackles upon the masses; giving the Shylocks another lease of life and power and enabling them to dictate still further our coin¬ age policy and direct our legislation generally.—Auburn Herald. The Dingley war revenue measure levies two-thirdo of the taxes imposed on consumption, one-third on business transactions and not a cent on the vast accumulated wealth of the country. In this, as in all wars, the poor do the fighting and also foot the bills. The rich buy bonds that will tax posterity, and then howl against pensions.— Cleveland Recorder. Charles Dick, secretary of the na¬ tional Republican committee, has closed his office and joined the Eighth Ohio regiment for service in the field. Soldiering is a good deal better busi¬ ness from any point of view than dis¬ tributing funds and laboring with re¬ calcitrant statesmen and legislators in the interest of Marcus A. Hanna. The latter gentleman, by the war, is chair¬ man of the committee of which Mr. Dick is secretary. Why not make the thing unanimous? Let Hanna volun¬ teer, too.—Phoenix Gazette. L Necessity. Q. How do the rich explain poverty? A. They quote the scriptures. Q. Anything else? A. Yes: Malthus. Q. What is the upshot? A. That a certain number must starve^' ,o matter what is done to pre¬ vent it. Q. Is this true? A. No. Scriptures do not ordain poverty and Malthus was exploded long ago. Q. What do the rieh people reply to this? A. They give statistics. Q. What do the statistics show? A. That a certain percentage of the population always lives in want. Q. What is the conclusion drawh? A. That a certain percentage must always live in want. Q. Js the conclusion valid? A. No. Q. Is it deemd valid? A. By many, yes. Q. Suppose it were really valid and certain percentage actually had to in want, what then? A. The rich could constitute the per¬ Century. Il.lp for the Foor Railroads. A carload of Republican literature has gofle to Kansas under Hanna’s frank. This will not only do its work as “literature,” says the San Francisco Star, but, as it was sent during the government weighing of mails which is made the standard on which pay¬ ment, is made to the railroads for four years, it helped to swell the daily average; and, as they are usually paid 8 cents per pound for what would be high compensation at one cent, this car load (if it was ten tons) will in¬ crease the pay of the railroads for the four years an aggregate of $876,000. This is political perpetual motion. Probably a few dozen more carloads were sent to other statggffor the same reasons. Thus the railroads are en¬ abled to return a fraction of the profits in campaign contributions. And that why Loud wants to cut off “sample copies” of small papers and save at tap, that Hanna & Co, may let go the bunghole. NO. 20. HOUSEHOLD AFFAIRS, To Clean Tapestry and Cretonne. Clean tapestry with warm bran, rub¬ it on with a piece of new flannel. cretonne with warm flour, a piece of new flannel on the When clean, brush off the with a cloth brush, Another is to apply a thick paste of earth aud water. Let it lie five minutes and then brush off. t Apropos of Greasy Soups. Strange as it may seem, observes Talk, women who claim to be cooks still serve greasy soups, to eye, palate and A remedy for this is the “soup digester,” a kettle with a faucet the bottom by which the clear liquid may be drawn off' without the fat. the convenience of this uten¬ sil, grandmother’s “good old way” always available—to let the soup stand over night, when the grease can easily removed in a solid cake. Moral: Greasy soups are without ex¬ cuse and in evidence of carelessness or ignorance! _ How to Clean Glass. For the annual work of the spring cleaning there is nothing more im¬ to have properly done than the washing and polishing of the win¬ dows. While bright weather is re¬ garded as necessary in most branches of home cleaning, a dull, cloudy day should be selected for the windows, as experienced housekeepers say the cleaning cannot be satisfactorily done when the sun is shining on the glass. When ready to begin, the windows should be well wiped with a soft, dry cloth to free them from dust and smoke, then quickly washed with wavnr water to which a little powdered borax is added, and dried. To polish the glass: After cleaning, a small muslin bag should be filled with whiting, to which a little borax is added, and the windows freely dusted with it, then rubbed off, and poltshed with old newspapers. Windows thus treated will be clean and bright, and will keep clean a long time.—Eliza B. Parker. New IIouse Thing?. Japanese screens were never so The black ones embroidered in gold are most appropriate lor the dining room or library, while for the parlor very handsome ones of white satin embroidered in colored silk are shown, the frame of a simple black and gold brocade. Simpler ones with frames made of a thin hand of plain wood hinged ready fur use come at very reasonable prices. These ?an bo enameled or stained at home, and then mounted with panels of Roman satin, burlap, denim or embroidered linen. Milady's dressing table, with its ifl i numerable solid silver furnishings and trinkets, is the chief ornament in her room these days. The old-fash¬ ioned mahogany tables of our great¬ grandmother’s day, with the addition of severely plain brass handles and key plates are the most desirable. Failing this, muslin and dimity toilet toilet tables are always dainty and sweet and can be made by a girl her¬ self. Besides, they can be freshened by laundering. The small ornamental windows with broad sill between two rooms lend themselves well to decorative effects. A sash curtain is indispensa¬ ble. Striped madras in flower effects or delicate yellow India silk are pret¬ ty effects for these. A silk scarf draped gracefully over a gilt rod is uncommon and effective. A jardiniere with small plant put on the sill is good. A figure in plaster, brass candlestick or a Moorish lamp are other suggestions that look well. An¬ other artistic addition to these small places is to hang over the top of them a small plaque, together with a half dozen peacock feathers loosely and carelessly grouped. Keeipes. Beef Omelet.—Four pounds of raw beef, chopped fine; six well-beaten eggs, five or six soda crackers, rolled fine; a little butter and suet, pepper, salt and sage; make into two loaves, roll in cracker" crumbs and bake about an hour; slice when cold. Sweet Breakfast Muffins.—Sift two teaspoonfuls of baking powder with one quart of flour; add one cup of sugar; rub into the flour "a piece of butter the size of an egg, then stir in one pint of milk. Beat to a smooth batter, and bake in gem pans. Bacon Fraze.—Beat four eggs into a batter with one-half teacupful cream and teaspoonful flour; fry some thin slices of bacon and dip them in it ; lay the bacon in a frying pan with heated lard, pour the batterover it, and when both sides are well browned lay on a heated dish and serve hot. A good; breakfast relish. Potato Soup.—Boil three pobmes in salted water until tender. aid one pint of milk, with one tablespoon¬ ful chopped onion. Drain aud mash the potatoes, add the hot milk and rub through a sieve. Melt half a .table spoonful of flour, half a teaspoonful. of salt and a little pepper. Pour into the hot soup and cook ten minutes. Baked Cauliflower.—Boil uncovered until tender, but not until it breaks; split down the middle with a sharp lay the cut sides down in bak¬ dish and pour over and around it large cupful of drawn butter. Sift bread crumbs on top and set’in the oven nntil it begins to brown. Serve in the baking dish, with vinegar cut lemon. Cornmeal Puffs.—-Heat one; <piart of milk in double boiler; stir ia eight tablespoons Indian meal, four table¬ spoons granulated sugar 1 , a tea¬ spoon grated nutmeg. Heut mid stir until thickened anil smooth When cool, stir into it six beat :n eggs whipped light, pour into buttered, cups, bake half an hour in moderate oven, serve hot with lemon sauce.