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THE 6EXTON3' SUPPER, - f ha Plague, bis black hand lifted, Was flouting down the Khlue, till bark a soft-lined cuflin (On each side grew the vine); He aLrui.'k the miller at bin wheel, Tbe wooiliiuiii by liin tree; Before blui roue the prayer uud hymn, licbiud, I lit' Dirige. He fouud theiii spinning wedding-robes, lie loft tlit'iii digging graves; High over faces pule nnd wrung The earth Leaped up it wave He struck the baron at Inn gate, Tbe pea h nt at the plow, 14 nd from bin suble banner shook Darkness ou every brow. At thin time In belfry-room Five sextons drained the wine, lied from the toil that broUKht the fee And made their old eyes hIiIiii!. Their seats were cedar colli u-plauk, All velvet-trimmed and toft; Tbe chalice-cup by them defiled, Were tilled uud emptied oft. They drank "A long rolgu to King 1'lague" "A wef yeuraud a foul!" A screaming through the open loops Flew in and out the owl. Their shirts were made of dead men'a vents rrVad men are meek and dumb), And each one wore a dead knight's ring Upon bis thievish thumb. Down from the boarded lloor above The heavy bell-rope swings, It coils around the bowls and Husks, Tbe cups and drinking things. The cresset throws a gloom of black Upon the red-tiled lloor Three faces dark on two tbe lights 'Heir golden lustres pour. llmiide tbe table sink the steps That lead into a vault A treasure-house no thieves but five Dared ever yet assault. And through thp darkness to the left Winds up the belfry stuir Bp to the old hell-chaiuber Dp to the cooler air. The wall was hung with coffin-plates, Tbe dates rubbed duly out Dead men are very dull and slow In Bnding these things out). They toast "The Doctors of Cologne, Who keep the church-spades bright!" guch toasts as these, such feast as that, Were tit for such a night. Far, far above among the bells The wind blew devil fierce, The sleet upon the baggnr fell, And stubbed him carle and. tierce. There was a pother In tbe roofs, And such a clash of tiles, That dying creatures' sobs and groans Were heard around for miles. They drink to "Peter and to Paul!" And "AH men underground!' Then with a laugh, and wink, and nudge, The passing-bell they sound, They drink to the tree that gives the plank, And the tree that guards the dead The coal-black tree with the blood-drop fruit, So poisonous, soft and red. Is God, then, sleeping? No! See there, How one tears at his throat, And bariiig neck and shoulder, Bids all his fellows note. A plague-spot, blue and swollen, Shows ghnstly on the skin, And on his knees he prays to Christ To yet forgive his siu. Dead! And the eldest, tolling The rope that o'er them hung. Culled, with u curse, "Lads, till your cups, Let another song be sung!" Then reels his white face sickens, And as he staggers down, Another drags nt the heavy bell Stamped with the cross and crown. So every time a toper fell Another ruse to toll, And all the rest screamed out a dirge For the sinner's passing soul. And round they stirred the gallon jug, And high they Hung the cup; With half a sung and half a prayer They tossed it, tilling up. Mow but one left, and he, though faint, Staggers towards tbe rope, And tolls first draining cup and bowl. Half dead, without a hope Tolls, till the old tower rocks again Tolls, with a hand of hud Then falls upon the wine-drenched floor I'pon his fellows dead! Walter Thornbury, iu Sau Francisco Argon n lit. EVA'S AMBITION. Eva Norrlngtou Inserted her latch toy Into the keyhole of a Bedford nqunre boarding house, and entered. It was n dismal, windy, rainy Novem ber evening, and ever since lunch she tind been paddling about London, climbing grimy stairs of newspaper otllucB, and talking to people who did not Boom especially phased to Bee her. Her skirts were wot, rcul a wisp of damp hair was tumbling over her eyed. Oa the hull table, disclosed by the flickering gas Jet, were some letters. "A year ago to-day!" said Kvu to her self as aim closed the door against the wind. "Has he written, or has he for gotten?" He had not forgotten. Eva picked tip the letter from the hull tuble, look ed quickly round at the closed bull door, and at the baize door that led to the kitchen stairs and kissed It. Thou she went up-stalrs to her bcd-slttlng-room with the letter In her hand and Joy lu her heart. "Hateful little room!" she murmured to herself, as she atruck a match and lit the gas. "Hut It'a the last time, thank God!" The room was not really bad; a bed In the corner, a wasb-stnnd, a ward robe, here and there a picture on the walls, and a table by tbe window, rath er rickety, on which lay a heap of man uscrlpt a half-finished story. "I will burn that before I go to bod to-night," said Eva, as she caught sight of It. Then she took off ber hat and cloak, drew the only easy chair under the gas Jet and sat down; fingering the letter slio did not open It at once. Now that bupplucHH stretched lu front of her It was pleiiHiint to linger ou the confines of misery, to look buck on the life huh whs to leave. "It Is not every one," said Eva re flectively, "who ciin make experiments lu life without expense," Eva Norrlngton had been the pride of the provincial town which gave her birth. At the high school tio girl could stand agulnst her. Her form govern ess, who now nud then nuked her favor Ite pupils to tea, even said she might bo a bend mistress one day. To Eva this seemed uhsurd. Hut when, at the uge of '.'0, she gained a guinea prize for a story In a weekly paper hIio be gun to think that ut least she might be a grout novelist. At any rate she felt sure thnt somewhere uhend of her stretched a career; nnd us her 21st blrlhdny approached she announced to horslurtled parents her Intention of go ing to London In search of It. 1 here upon ensued a scries of domestic scenes such as have been common of lute In the homes of England, whorelu the par ents play the part of the apprehensive lion, the da lighter Hint of (he adventur ous duckling. The duckling Invariably gains Its point: und so It was with Eva Norrlngton. Having refuted argument and resisted persuasion for a certain number of weeks, Eva obtained a grudging consent to her departure. The townspeople knew not whether to ad mire or disapprove. Hut they hud road lu novels of young ladles who took their lives and latchkeys Into their own hands, became famous, n ml married respectably after nil. So during the weeks of preparation for her campaign Eva became something of u ligure lu local society, nnd more than one dinner pnrty was given lu her honor, as well ns plentiful advice ns to the neces sary precautions ngnlust Loudon guile, nnd ninny recipes for guarding against the colds induced by the fogs thut In fest the metropolis. Eva was almost happy; for she had the hopefulness of youth and beauty, nud all the exhilaration of taking her life Into her hands and fashioning It ns she would, with none to raise objec tions to the process. She would have been quite happy but for Allan Craig. For Allan Craig, whenever he heard that Eva was bent on going to London to make a name for herself, promptly offered her his own for a substitute. It was a good enoNigh name, and at the foot of a check it was generally respect ed, as Allan Craig had lately stepped into his father's business as estate gent and was prospering. Eva was disturbed, but she turned not aside from her project. Eva had mapped out her life and Allan Craig was not Includ ed In the scheme. As she sat fingering her letter in her hod-room, she went over the parting scene In her mind. The details of It would only Increase the delight of the letter. For Eva had learned during the last year thnt happiness Is so rare that It deserved to be rolled on the tongue nnd not swallowed In haste. It was at a dance on the night before her de parture her lust dance, so she thought, before she started life lu earnest. They were Bitting out a dance together, for Eva wits not disposed to think unkindly of Allan, though she might resent his Intrusion Into her scheme of life. She remembered how there bud beeu silence between them for some moments, bow Allan had leaned his elbows on his knees and dug the heel of his dancing shoes Into the carpet. And so you are quite determined to leave us?" snld Allan. "Of course," replied Eva. "My boxes re nil packed." "Full of manuscript novels and other things?" "One novel and several stories." "I cannot understand why you want to go when " "1 want to-well to live a larger life." "You mean you want to live lu a big ger place?" Well, not exactly. I dou't think you quite understand." "I quite understand that there Is not enough scope for you here, and that I am a selfish brute for trying to keep you from your ambltlou. Look here, Eva, can you honestly any that you dou't love me a little bit?" Allan had rlseu and was standing over her. Eva looked up at him. She could see hlra standing there uow big, comely, with something lu his eyes that thrilled her, half with fear and half with pleasure. She rose and faced hlra. "I shall be sorry to leave you very sorry." "Then why ?" "Can't you see, Allan? I know I have It In me to do good work, and I must be where good work Is wanted. Ilere I am hampered; In London " "You may fall," said Allan, with a note of hope In his voice. Then Eva spoke: "I shall succeed I know I shall." "Will you write to me?" Eva hesitated. She was half In clined to give lu to that extent Allan had mistaken her hesitation. "No," be said. "There shall be no selllshncss In my love for you, I will wait a year from to-night, and then, If Loudon Is no go, you know there will always be me. You can't expect me to pray for your success, can you?" Eva, placed on her mettle, looked him In tbe face. "I am bound to succeed," she said, and turned to go. The waltz bad ceas ed In the room below, and a rustle of skirts and a ripple of tongues had taken Its place. "Eva once the last time, perhaps." She turned again, laughing. "Quick!" she said; "some one will come. A woman may forget many things. but no woman ever forgets the first time a lover's arm was around her waist and a lover's Hps upon ber own. And as Eva sat In tbe corner of a third class carriage In the London train next morning, looking forward to the ca rr before her. th remembrance of the support of Allan's arm persisted In obtruding Itself. Having got what she wanted she hud already begun to doubt If she wautod what she had got. For a career, after ull, Is rather a lonesome sort of a thing. Such small success as may come to the Inexperienced girl upon her llrst Incursion Into literature came to Eva. She lived sparingly, worked hard, and never made the mistake of refusing Invitations on the ground of work. She staid up a little later or got up a little earlier Instead. A weekly column on "Health and Beauty" placed at her dis posal by, the youthful editor of a new woman's paper, who had met her nt the Writer's Club and thought her pret ty, paid her weekly bill at the boarding-house. Her stories found frequent acceptance and occasional welcome In the minor periodicals, and a happy meeting with an editor nt a dinner par ty paved the way to her appearance In c widely read magazine. By the end of the year Eva Norrlngton had got so far toward the realization of her ambition that when people heard her name mentioned they wrinkled their brows and tried to remember where they had heard It before. At home, of course, her fame was great. The pa pers In which she wrote circulated free ly lu the town, her stories were discuss ed at afternoon teas, and townsfolk were glad to think that they participat ed to some extent lu the literary work of the century. All this time Eva was horribly lone ly. She knew plenty of people uud liked them; they were kind to her, some of them because they liked her for her self, others because they saw that she was marked for ultimate success. Hav ing advanced a certain distance along the road she had longed to travel, she could Judge better whither It would lead her. It would load her to a place In the newspaper paragraphs, to a place ou the bookstalls, to a place In the pho tographer's windows, and to a place at Buyswater or South Kensington. This, then, must be the end of I lie strug gle and tbe turmoil of the fight And how she hated the tight! A fight where in victory would bring her no nearer to the actualities of life; for she had come to learn lu the year's struggle that our social system by no means places women on an equality with men, and that whereas men can buy the coveted fruit of the tree of knowledge of good and evil by the pottle, women must buy the tree outright, and pay cash. It was terribly unfair. And the most unfair thing about the whole business was that, while success was almost within her grasp, success was not what she wanted. There Is no fun In liv ing your own life when that Is precise ly the life you do not want to lead. It was not as though Allan Craig had never kissed Eva Norrlngton. She opened the letter cutting the en velope with her nail scissors. For some distinction must be made between your first love letter and your bootmaker's bill. She felt like one who has held his breath to feel what suffocation Is like. The letter was long. Eva read quickly at first, then slowly, knitting her brows as she turned the pages, and came at last to the signature, "Ever your friend, Allan Craig." The letter lay for some minutes In Eva's lap, while she looked vaguely round her room. "He is afraid of spoiling my career my success has put an Insuperable barrier between us," she murmured. The phrases of the letter had burned themselves Into her brain. "O, Allan! I wish I could tell you or do you waut to hear?" When the dinner bell rang an hour afterward Eva rose wearily from her writing table, where she had been tolling over her half-finished manu script. She had not burned It. Five years passed before she saw Al lan Craig again, nnd then the meeting was unexpected ut the exit of the theater where Eva had gone to see the hundredth performance of her play. Allan was obviously proud of knowing her, and Introduced his wife, to whom she gave graceful recognition. It was raining and Allan offered to see Eva to a cab. They stood for a moment on the steps to the entrnnce. "Yes," said Allan, iu answer to Eva's polite question, "all Is going well. We have a little daughter Eva my wife's name, curiously enough." He stood by the hansom as she enter ed, guarding her dress from tint wheel. As she turned to give the address, be said: "I ought to congratulate you on your success. It is very sweet to me. Y'ou know you owe it all to me. Are you grateful?" "Yes; I owe It to you," she said, lean ing forward as the apron closed upon her, and the attendant constable grew Impatient. "Come and see me Tues days." "I can't think why I should be so silly," said Eva to herself, as she stuff ed her handkerchief back into her pock et and felt for her latch-key, when the cab drew up before the hall door of her flat at Kensington. Black and White. Rheumatism. Many curious remedies have been recommended for the cure of rheuma tism, but none more curious than a vest made of snake's skin. Not long ago a tramp was arrested in one of the streets of Paris, and was found to be wearing a closely-fitting Jersey made of the skins of snokes, cleverly woven togeth er, and he claimed that this odd gar ment was a splendid cure for rheuma elsm and other diseases that attack the bones. Me said that be had been In the army, and while serving in Tonkin, had contracted rheumatism by sleeping upon the bare ground. A native made him tbe snake's skin Jersey, and ever since that time he had slept upon tbe dampest ground wltb Impunity. The man with the largest mouth Is not always the ooa who talks tbe loudest THE CEDARS OF LEBANON. Several Groups of the Famous Tree Are btill Btundlnu;. Ill St. Nicholas there Is an article en titled "Silk und Cedars," by Hurry Fciin, the artist, describing a visit to the mountains of Lebanon. He says. Every girl und boy of the Christian world bus hoard nud read, over and over oguln, of the "Cedars of Leban on;" but very few hove any Idea of the locality nud surroundings of tlio fa mous grove. It Is a popular error, by the way, to suppose thnt there are no other cedars remaining besides this group nt the head of the "Wudy" (val ley or canyon) Kadlsha. There are, to my knowledge, ton other groves, some numbering thousands of trees. This particular group that we are about to visit Is called by the Arabs by a name which mentis "Cedars of the Lord." They number about four hundred trees, among them a circle of gigantic fellows thnt are called by the natives "The Twelve Apostles," upon the strength of an old tradition that. Jesus and his disciples having come to this spot and loft their staves standing In the ground, these staves sprouted Into cedar-groves. There Is every reason to suppose that In the time of King Solomon these scattered groves were part of an enor mous unbroken forest, extending the entire length of the Lebanon range of mountains, about one hundred miles, running nearly parallel with the Med iterranean shore from a little below Beirut. The summits of the range are from fifteen to twenty miles from tbe const. The Lebanon that Is, the "White"' docs not derive Its name from glitter ing snowpenks, but from the white limestone cliffs of Its summits. The llrst historical mention of the trees Is. In the Bible (2 Sam. v., 11): "And Hiram, King of Tyre, sent messengers to Da vid, and cedar trees, nnd carpenters, and masons; and they built David an house." From that day to this the people have been almost ns reckless and wasteful of these noble giants of the mountains as our own people are of these cedars' first cousins, the redwood trees of the California const-range. As we approach the grove, which stands upon the top of n small bill, the foliage Is almost black a gainst the 6now-covered crags of Dnhrel-Kadlb, which rears Its high est peak over ten thousand feet above the sea. There is a Mnroulte chapel In the grove, Its patriarch claiming the sole right to the sacred trees; and, luckily, the superstition with which the trees have been surrounded hns been their salvation. All the cedars of Lebnuon would have been demolished for red wood years ago wore not the people threatened with dire calamity should they take a single stick. Industrial Progress In Russia. The recent Industrial growth of Rus sia has been one of the marvels of the present decade. In addition to her ex tensive sulphuric acid industry, Russia Is opening up important manufactures of chromate salts, vitriol, phosphates, lead, zinc, tin, strontium and copper salts and mineral dyes, and platinum Is almost a Russian monopoly. - In med icinal plant growing the progress In Russia Is very great. Six castor oil factories, all working from native grown seed, were represented at the exhibition, and oils of peppermint, wormwood, caraway, fennel, anise and pine needles were also shown. The output of Russian beuzlue has grown from 31,500 gallons lu 1SS2 to nearly 1,570,000 gallons In 1894. The petro leum Industry Is the second largest In the world. One firm alone owns 188 miles of petroleum pipe lines. It has on enormous fleet and owns 1,157 tank wagons for the conveyance of its prod ucts by rail. The industry of tbe dry distillation of wood iu Russia Is only Just beginning. In northern Russia, away from the railways, there are still many thousands of square miles under wood, yet up to the present only one half per cent of all the resin, but; a slightly larger proportion of the tur pentine used In Russia has been of home manufacture. It has generally been assumed that the Russian Qr could not be made to yield turpentine and resin of equal quality or abund ance to the French or American pines, but experiments show that Russian turpentine, If collected by the French process, does not differ materially from the French, except that it Is dextro gyre to the same degree that the French Is laevogyre. Moreover, a bal sam was obtained from one variety that will advantageously replace Can ada balsam for technical and micro scopic purposes. The da7 of the chera- icai exploitation or me nuss.uu loresi, - Is therefore dawning, and within a few years the country o. the Czar may ex- port Instead of buy from abroad, acetic ; acid, wood naphtha, acetone, wood j vinegar and acetate of lime. The Im- portance or me nussian uconce juice ; and licorice root Industry Is generally ! known. A Ready Response. "What's tbe matter?" said the way farer who was approached by a men dicant. "Something on your mind?" "No, sir," was the reply. "Wot wor ries me ain't souiethin' on me mind. It's nothln' on me stomach." Washing- ton Star. Her Hearr.t Friend. Dora (sweetly Fred didn't blow his brains out because you Jilted him the other night; he came right over and proposed to me. Maud (super-sweedy) Did he? Then be must have got rid of bis bralna some other way. Tid-Blts. Peif-Bacrificr. Hubby Tes, dear, yon look nice la (bat dress, but It cost me a heap of money. Wife Freddie, dear, what do 1 cart for money when It Is a question ot pleasing yon? Tit-Bits. v ASM W WIVES IN POLITICAL LIFE. OME politic-hum readily agree Ith'ex-Senntor Hill of New York O tin that a mnu lu public life Is hin dered rather than helped by being mar ried. It Is noticeable, though, that most men who entertain this view ure, like Mr. Mill, coullrmed bachelors. It may be that Mr. 1 1 II 1 has demonstrated by his own experience and to his own sat isfaction that celibacy and the Ignoring of social life ore conditions of political success, but If the distinguished gen tleman will stop to look over the mem bers of that august body of which bo was so lately a member, or the mem hers of Congress or the list of success ful statesmen and politicians lu any one of the States, he will discover thut the overwhelming majority of them nre men who have willingly become Cu pid's victims. Perhaps no better illustration can be given of bow valuable to a politician a wife mny be than was furnished by the late Senator Logan, who many a time and often expressed absolute confidence lu his wife's judgment, never falling to net In accordance therewith. Gladstone, who Is admitted to be one of the greatest of English politicians, has paid worthy tribute to the services of his devoted and thoughtful wife, who has striven so faithfully to pro mote his success In the field of politics, and there nre not a few other English men In politics who find efficient politi cal helpmeets and shrewd campaign managers In their wives. Turning to this country, we find America's politi cal history replete wltb Instuuces of the successful participation of wives in the political life of their husbands, and the great majority' of our statesmen have paid considerable attention to so cial life. David B. Hill may find bis life of celibacy "one grand sweet song," but the greut majority of men would tire of their solo singing after a time. Be this as It may, most American youths will undoubtedly prefer to emulate tbe ex ample of those men who, while posses sing marked abilities, have thought It not good that man should be alone, and have not hesitated to enter the field of matrimony through fear of thus Imper iling any political chances they might have. Two Handsome Sulta. Elegant riding habit of hunter's green ladies' cloth, niade with adjustable skirt, the folds being caught up and fastened on the left bo thnt It Is "walk lug length" when my lady Is off the horse. There Is a severely tailor-made coat, with the new coat sleeve, slightly fulled on the shoulder. There nre cloth covered buttons. Chic bicycle suit of gray covert cloth, nccordlon-plalted skirt. The pretty blouse Is trimmed with black silk In Norfolk effect, and there is a perfectly new style of what Is called the wheel collar, braided, giv ing a tab effect. There are eight double rows of braid ornamenting tbe skirt at Intervals of one and one-half feet, also two rows of the braid on the lower edge give a neat finish to the skirt. Proper Food for Beautjr. Clear complexions do not wait on the fickle, nor rosy cheeks on the morning griddle cake. The woman who Intends to have a good complexion must make a careful study of tbe food question. It goes without saying that sugary sub- atnnf.net ninat ln 1 in Ti I u h o.l f iv. til tho Kill of fare Cand(M are of coursef exc,ud. ed Cakeg foow ,Q the,r wake Ag fof p,e8 an( an other compounds o( flour an(1 grt,ase tuey are fatal to clear BkIn8 Brem, tnat l8 doughy or starchy ranka fllmost a8 low as Dastrv i the estimation of the seeker after good looks. Whatever excites the nerves or overheats the blood tends toward the final destruction of tbe smooth, peachy texture which Is the chief of every ; woman's ambition to attain. Whatever has the effect of producing a healthy action of tbe digestive organs Is good for the complexion. Add and laxative ' fruits especially, If taken at breakfast i are good. Graham bread and toast ! rank high among the bread beautifiers. ! Red and Juicy meats, green vegetables, milk and eggs, are all conducive to the attaining of a brilliant complexion. A IIome-Made Rns. Have your blacksmith bend two heavy wires In the shape of a hair pin, twenty-four inches long and two Inches between the prongs. On these wind woolen rags cut half an Inch wide, winding them in and out as you crimp your hair. Prepare a foundation a piece of old Ingrain carpet or a coffee sack answers well, the carpet being the best Lay one of the filled pins on one end of the foundation and stitch down through the center ou the machine. Pull out the plu nud luy the other, similarly filled, In place, pressing back the loops from which you pulled the wires, so as to bring the next row close to them. The rows of stitching should not be more tlinu thrcc-quniicrs of nil Inch npnrt. The loops may be cut or left whole. Two persons can work at this advantageously, one winding the pins, the oilier doing the stitching. The rug thus made Is very durable. Dark colors are preferable; hlt-iiud-mlss gives a good effect I'retty bedding Custom. One of the pretty features of the mld cru English wedding Is the tiny maid nud miniature man who attend tbe bride as bridesmaid and page. There may be one little pair or three or four; but they make n very pretty picture In their quaint costumes following the bride to the altar. The small boys are usually dressed In court costume of white stitlu or cloth embroidered with MAIDS AND PAGES. silver or gold, and decorated with paste buttons. Sapphire blue velvet, trimmed with lace ruflles. Is another favorite dress, and with the large blue lint and white feather It Is very effec tive. The little page Illustrated was one of three at a recent fashionable wed-, ding. The costume Is a white satin; blouse with Vandyke collar and cuffs,; knee breeches with rhiuestone buttons. and a cape of green velvet lined with1 white sntin hanging from one shoulder.. The three little maids who accompanied the pages had white satin gowns cov ered with white chiffon, frilled chiffon: fichus, and mob caps of green velvet. Another quaint little costume shown, Is a long dress of white satin with) bishop sleeves and a deep kilted frill: of white chiffon around the neck, edged' with three rows of narrow lace. Blnck Hatiu Sklrta. Women who have black satin skirts need not think because light-colored Bklrts are now so much favored that the former useful possession Is passe. They will be worn Just us much as ever, and this is something to feel a little happiness over, for they can so often be brought Into use, and always look well and generally In place. What Women Are Doinr. Two women are about to establish a factory In Atlanta, Ga., for the manu facture of a bicycle tire they have pat ented. Mrs. Nansen, Sr., mother of the well known explorer, Dr.'Nuusen, Is accred ited with having inaugurated the healthful pastime for women of tobog ganing and gliding on suowshoes. Miss Frances Bray bus the honor of being the second woman in the United Kingdom entitled to add the letters LL.D. to her name. The first, Dr. Le titia Walklngton, Is likewise an Irish woman and a native of Belfast. The queerest fad on record Is that of Miss Dell Ten Eyck, of Worcester, Mass., who amuses herself by captur ing nnd taming all sorts of sea mon strosities. She has jars of devil fish and says she really enjoys their pres ence. Cuban women of the families of the Insurgents are inculcating what they consider right Ideas In tbe minds of their children. A primer has just been printed in Cuba setting forth revolu tionary sentiments In an attractive manner. Mrs. Zelia Nuttall, the archaeologist whose explanation of the Mexican cal endar stone has elicited surprised ap plause from scientific men, represented the University of Pennsylvania mu seum at the ethnological congress at Riga, Russia. Fllnga at the Fair 8ex. She I can sympathize with you. I was married once myself. He But you wasn't married to a woman. Tit Bits. Mrs. Kuddler Do you know, George, that every body, says the baby Is Just like me? " Mr. Kuddler Nonsense, Anne; tbe baby Is now more than six months old and It has never spoken a word. Boston Transcript If a woman should select a husband suited to her disposition as carefullly as she matches her gowns to her com plexion there might not be such a short path from the marriage altar to the di vorce court Atchison Globe. "Why do you send Blum such a hand, some and costly present every year, Saxey?" "Just because you and mei Blum married the girl that had prom ised to marry me. I can't do enough for him." Detroit Free Press. Charlie (to his friend Bob) What do you think of this new picture of my wife. Bob? Bob Why, it's grand it's Instantaneous, Isn't it? Charlie What makes yon think so, Bob? Bob Oh, well, because she has her mouth shut. -Jiew Xork Tribnn.