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1 The Oregon Scout IONE8 & CHANOEY.. .Publishers. UNION, OREGON. thing About Chtneae Oaitronomr, Canton is of about tho sizo of Paris New York, and it is ono of tho best ? 'laces to study Chincso gastronomy. h restaurants hero have bird's nest oap at $5 a plate, and I nought a rat which was salted. ressed and dried yesterday for JOVO cents. I doubt not thn nnnn vrna "fivo times too high, for tho rat was tho -smallest on tho string which was in "too butcher shop. It lies beforo mo as I write It measures a foot from noso to tail, and it looks a littlo bit liko a jrioco of dried pork. It has been skin ned even to tho tail. Its legs aro cut ff and tho liver and heart aro pressed insido of it. It smells liko 6alt meat. and it looks as though it would mako the center of a good sandwich. 1 in "tend to send it to tho Gridiron or Clo "ver club as a samplo of Chincso gas tronomy. In this samo shop I saw cooked cats, and I visited yesterday a cat and doij neat restaurant. Carcasses of small dogs which looked not unliko clean sucking pigs hung from hooks about a low dark room, and these, in most in stances, had a tuft of hair left on tho tip of tho tail. This hair was black, for black dog's meat is worth more than that of a yellow dog, and black cat's flesh costs hero ten cents a plato. Just below theso dogs, and next to tho street, wero two clay bowls filled with burning charcoal, and upon these was Btowing tho flesh of dogs and cats. In littlo cages on tho floor were a number of livo cats ready to bo killed and cooked to order, and I saw this af ternoon a peddler showing a cat to a "woman in ono of tho narrow streets, of Canton. Tho woman was examining the cat's teeth in order to know its ago, and sho felt of its body as though it wero a rabbit. Thero wero about a dozen Chinamen dining in this dog and cat restaurant, and a good dinner costs on an averago fifteen cents. Tho Chincso fruits aro especially fino, and they havo oranges, bananas, plums, pears and persimmons which "would mako your mouth water. Can ton sends thousands of dollars of sweetmeats to America yearly, and their preserved ginger is-sought for by tho gastronomes of tho world. Tho Chi ncso themselves aro great eaters. Cook shops for tho rich and noornro found everywhere, and a big Chincso dinner sometimes has 100 courses. Mr. Den by, tho American minister at Peking, "when received by tho viceroy at Can ton, was givsn a dinner of sixty-live courses, and ho smacks his lips when be discourses upon tho delicacy of shark's flns and bird'u nest soup. Frank Q. Carpenter. Did Ilo Find tho Tillamook Treasure? In tho early days of Oregon, when tho Hudson Bay company controlled the commercial business of tho north "west coast, with headquarters at Van couver and a branch storo at Oregon City, Thomas McKay, son of a Hudson Bay man by a Red river Indian wo man, who subsequently becamo the "wifo of tho philanthropic Dr. Me Loughlin, went over to Uio Tillamook country on n trapping expedition as a servant of tho abovo named company, In his wanderings up and down the coast range ho found nu aged Indian "woman of tho Tillamoo tribe, who told him that sho witnessed tho com ing oshoro of tho Spaniards, whom tradition credits with burying n chest of troasuro at tho mouth or tho No lialem river. Tho woman informed Mo Kay minutely as to tho placo tho trca.su ro was buried, and at his iin portuuity wont witli him and pointed out tho placo sho had described. It was a rulo of tho IL U. company that anything captured by a servant of tho company becamo at onco the Sroperty of tho company, and tho of cials of that then all powerful cor poration, learning that McKay had been prospecting for tho said treasure, arrested turn ami subjected him to a rigid examination to mako him dis closo what ho know about it. To nil their questions and threats McKay re turned but ono answer; "I did uot And any treasure." McKay afterward settled on French Prairio. and somo years later built a saw mill on Butto Creek, on tho pres ent site of Scott's mills, where ho herded a largo drovo of bpanish cat tle. Ilo sold many of his cattlo to tho immigrants for beef, but ho is credited "with a big heart, and early settlers say hogavo awuy much mora than ho sold. Many persons boliovo that Mc Kay found tho Tillamook treasure, as he always had plenty of money and pent it lavishly. Portland Orcgo- ntll Nya's llrother. frank M. Nyo, tho assistant county attorney, has long boon suspected nnd -watched by pcoplo about tho court bouso with all tho intcntness that do tectives shadow a suspected criminal. In this case, howovcr, the circum stances aro a littlo different. Mr. Nyo is watched on tho strength of tho wit and humor that has mode his brother 'Bill" bo famous, iu tho hopo that somo spark of ancestral wit may spontane ously be emitted from him also. But try a spark. If any humor lias ever proceeded from Frank M. Nye whilo ho is conducting u rosecutiou then no ouo has aard it In that respect, there fore, so far as relationship is concern ed, he might as well be the brother of Tom, Dick or Ilary, instead of "Bill." Tmnk Nyo. havyer, has his popular qualities, if serious, and ho con ninkti ?a effective address to a jury. St aul Pioneer Press. , Ytfht BtwB Mink wd an Eel. A battlo between a mink and an eel tm witnessed in the stream bolow the I lumping st'ition one day last week, lie mink hud the eel by the back of the head, but tho eel wound himself sround tho mink and rolled him around in the watar until he let go, am thf flht was a draw " BELLA. I never liked children much of any, the best of 'em bein' given to impish tricks of akecrin' a team of horses going down grodo or a whoopin' onexpected at an elderly man that's eomo narvous from stagodrivin' over twenty-fivo year: but she wa'n't never that cr way. Sho was lectio, palo faced creatur', with tho slim mest arms, tho longest legs, and poor, shabby gowns alius too short fur her, sho growed so fast, an' they wa'n't mado with tucks to lot down, as 1 told her they'd oughtcr be Sho como to town Miles Gmon that seta doxvn at tho foot of Mt Sncflles liko it was dropped there, along with her father, "Hard Luck" Stevens. Ho was drunk as usual, and sho luggin' a big bundlodono up in a red bandanna, a tiny sun bunnitted cre.itur1 not moro'n 0 years old. "It's too bad," I says, "sissy, to let you lug that, and that old villain staggerln' as usuaL What's ho to you?" "Just plain dad," sho answers with a littlo sighs "ho's alius thatcr way, and thoy'vo put muver in tho ground over to Lcadvillo, and I'vo got tor livo with him; but I'm goin' to bo spoctablo alius, I promised my muver that" "Bless yer heart," I cries, "if Miko Breen kin help you to tho samo ho wilL Them lectio old ways of yourn kinder chokes mo up." As they did every timo I seo her keep in' houso fur that old reprobate, ho pro tendin' to bo prospectin', but Bcttin' around saloons loafin'. When sho got to bo knowed, thcro was alius somo ono to lug him homo 'foro ho got too fur gono to bo hateful, as ho done when deep in lickcr. Their vittlcs somehow got paid for, though "Hard Luck" noverairnt nawthin'. Missy would thank a feller so cute, witli such a mi to of a curtsy, it was wuth a dollar's buyin' of pork or meal just to seo her. Sho wouldn't an swer to anythin' but Miss Stevens, though her namo was Bell, fearin' it wa'n't high toned. My road lay by her cabin a half milo from town, an' I got in tho habit of breathln' my horses thero, fur it's a steep pull up tho grade, an out sho'd como to say "How do do," and artcr a timo to rido a picco with mo. I could swing her up over tho wheel liko a bird, fur sho weighed nawthin', an' thcro sho'd set asido mo, her lectio sun bunnit hangin' by tho strings, her yaller hair blowing, her palo checks tinted a bit, and them big, black, sorrerful eyes full of a child's delight Land, how purty sho was thcnl Ono day sho Bays: i "Mister Miko, you an' mo is acquaint ed a Jong timo." I "Fivo year, missy," I answers, flickin tho off horso with tho whip; ho alius shirked. i "I'vo bin thinking wo'ro such real frens you needn't call mo Missy enny mora That's just fur tho camp, you know." "Better not change I'm used to Missy." "But I kin bo 'spcctablo just tho samo an' I want to mako you think I cftro a heap about you. Now, Bell is so short it ain't flno crnuff, nn' I shall bo a way up lady somo day, so 1 got mo a namo to tho drug storo that hitches onto mine," " Gimmo 6Uthin easy; 1 can t get over no jaw breaker, Missy." "You wun't laff." lookin' at mo with them big, serious oyes. - "Not a grin, oven. "Well," breathless liko, ' it's it's Bellndouncr. Ain't it hutiful?" Ono day when sho rid up with me sho told me, ns sho was going to bo a great lady, sho ought to bo cdilicated. "I can't go to school in tho canon, fur father would sot hlssolf a lire or sutliin', an' I hov to git our-meals; but I kin read somo, muver teached mo a littlo, an' I'vo picked up more, an' 1 want you to git mo somo books." An' if sho didn't put a silver quarter in my hand, warm from her tiny tlst. 1 took it, fur sho was that proud sho'd bin mad, an' I'vo got it yit, an' 1 worrited all tho way to Silver City what I'd git I let her think her money paid fur all. Sho airn't somo moiidiu' fur miners, fur sho'd set a patch wonderful with them lectio claw lingers, an' as sho growed big wouldn't tako no moro gifts of vittlcs. A pal an' mo explored Silver City fur them books, nn' 1 brought her a book called "Monter Christer," a Biblo, a wolumo of plays by Shakerspear that I thought wouldn't do her no harm, a fust reader an a 'rithmetla Sho was tickled, 1 tell you, when 1 dropped them inter her aprin, an' artcr that I alius boo Bclladon nor (as I keorfully called her, though I hed to latl inwardly but lawl I'd called her a hull drug storo to ploaso her) with a wolumo under her thin arm, an' tho words sho used ov'ry day was reg'lar doublo deckers. Sho jest soaked up lnrnln liko a spongo, till I used to wonder that lectio head could hold so muclu So timo goes on, an' tho lectio gowns fits better, is long crnuff, an' is neat, mado by hor own bauds, on' sho gets moro flesh on her, an' our loot lo maid is a young loddy, an' a young civil engineer urvoying for a railroad comes often to tho cottage a good chap, Jack an' 1 liked him. Sho growed so purty, too, with her goldon hair, and shluin' oyes, an' tho pink iu her cheeks, an' tho sorter light on hor faco as young love gives. Wal, ono day as 1 drovo down gratlo, ha como ruimln' outer tho cabin, her eyoa sparklin', her Hps parted, her fuco as rosy an' bIio generally quiet and palo an' that yaller hair fiyin about her shoulders. Jock was with mo, on' I ecu him color up an' look at her Bortor hun gry, as a man does wheu hard hit, but ho barely spoko to him. "Thoy say pa'a struck it rich," aha cries. "Toko mo down to tho Canon, MlBter Miko; I'm wild to know." Tho young feller helped her up bosldo us, an I boo his faco had growed whito an' sad, but sho talked liko a wild croctur. "I told you I would be a great lady," shesayB. "Hard Luck is ono of thorn ouery crecturs," Bays I, "as fulls inter a fortln', an' I'll tako odds it's true," It was. That jnlay prospectin' of his ' had tumbled him inter a mine, that hard I workin' men might havo worked a lifo timo fur,. an' don't get, which is fate, if ' you'ro ono of them fato cranks. Days passed inter weeks, an' cap'talists seo tho bait, an' flocked to tho town, an' Bella donner was a match fur 'cm. Sho never let tho old man outer her sight, ruling him with a rod of iron, an' as keen as a lawyer 'bout terms, 60 that 'rithmetic didn't go fur nawthin'. But sho changed somehow; tho pretty light faded from ' hor faco, thero was a cold look in her ! eyes, an eagerness in her manner that 1 crushed tho youth out But sho never I turned a cold shoulder to mo, an' I drovo I hor an' her father out of town when they went away never to como again. Hard , Luck was insido, an' sho out with mo, . them two tho only parscngers. At a turn in tho road Mister Jack was ' a waitin' on his brorioo to say good-by, bo I pulled up. ri.K nnrt nl Mooa Vnn. hn kinder chokin'; "I think if tho mine had not proved a bonanza an' mado you rich, you might havo cared for me. Ilovo you, an' shall all my life." Thero wero tears in his bluo eyes, an' a man's tears moans a sore heart wound. "Good-by," sho answers, holdin' out her hand that ho took nnd put to his lips; an thero tnoy parted, them two that lovod each other, novcr in this world to vu.u ..vj - - - meet again. "Belladonner," I says, as I drives on, "you havo given him his death blow." "Hearts do not break." sho Bays, sorter scornful; "ho will soon forget mo." Tho lectio pal I'vo loved fur fifteen year is dead," I says, sorrerful. "Sho ain't you, with that graspin' way, an' that hard, cold look; sho's tho lectio mite that wanted to bo 'spcctablo an' tliat could keer fur ono natcrel an' frcnly." "Sparo mo," sho cries, with a pitiful lectio 6ob. "Hearts do break, for mine is breakin' now." Sho leaned her pretty head against my sleeve, as sho used to years gono by, an' I couldn't speak no moro. When I bid her good-by I asked her to send somo lectio hopeful messago to Jack. Nn nn M r!,a rrinfl. InnHnr nrnnrl nnrl ' firm, but white, too. ns if it hurt her, j "not a word. I mean to bo a Rreat lady, an' livo in tho lifo tho books tell about." " them woluines," said L "Ef I'd knowed what they was puttin' in your hod nover ono of 'em should you havo had." Sho turned an' flung her arms 'round my neck, an' kissed by bronzed old check, my gray beard mingling with her golden hair, and that ono spot whero her lips rested I would liko to think tho de cay of nature will spare when I am in my grave. "Farewell, you, my dear, dear friend, an' tho old life," sho cried, an' 1 saw her no moro. Lifo passes somehow oven in our moun tains where so lectio happens, an' I knowed I was growin' old by tho brako bein' hard to sot an' tho horses pullin' stiff, an' so bavin' money saved an' somo good investments in mines, ono day I . drovo tho old team for tho last timo, an' ; left 'em with a sort of dimness in my eyes, for I'd been considerate of 'em alius as a good driver ought, an' went down to Denver to loaf liko a gentleman. j Fivo years nfter she went from Miles Canon I seo old Hard Luck in tho hotel In Denver. Ho was in company with a wizened up creetur lookin' liko a mon key an' signin' his nnme to tho register no thf Markeo something in French, that 1 couldn't spell if I was a mind to writo it out They had stacks of trunks tho jorter was n-strugglin' with, an' ho told mo, witli somo swearin' tit 'cm, they was travclin' clean from Paris, an' ho won dered they got along with all that truck an' somo un didn't pulverizo'em which, tho travelers or trunks, 1 nover knowed. Stevens knowed mo an' introduced mo , to tho Frenchman, nn' wo took chain-, pagno, tho Frenchman growlin' at it, nn' Stovcns, who looked shaky an' old, agreoin' with him, an' mo laflln', know in' Hnrd Luck's tasto for ennythin' of old, oven vinegar, ef thcro wan't no bet-1 tor drinks; an' then Stevens says: "Tho markceso is up stairs an' would liko to seo you. This is her husband." Ho took , mo asido to whisper: "Away up nobility, Miko, an' cost us two hundred thousand in cash. They como high, them real aristocracy, I toll yer." I confess 1 fixed up n bit nforo I went up to tho fino parlor whero my lady waited to seo mo, tho old stago driver alio hadn't furgot woman in tho tho shinin' dimui couldn't 6co tho Tho beautiful as tho glitterin' dimunts, that seemed to mock all feolin' with their gnmdness. Only tho golden hair was liko hers, an' 1 looked at that an' sorter smiled, thiukin' of tho sunlight stored up forever, as 1 used to say. Sho was frcnly on' kind, on' wo sot on' talked of old times. "Jack died of mouutln fover a year artcr you loft," 1 6ays. "His last words was, '1 lovo her, I pray sho will bo happy.' Ho died moro becauso ho didn't want to livo." 1 finished kinder cruel. You nro crying my lady, on that fine laco handkerchief, an' tho dimunts riso an' fall on your bosom, an' glitter cruel ly, but your tears aro moro beautiful to mo. Ay, hearts do not break; thoy aro only wounded unto deatlu But you killed a good man, my lady that stands ever against you. Tears cannot blot out my memory of tho poor lad who loved you. "Good-by," I Bays, "can I say Bella donner?" "Do not think too hard of mo," sho sobs. "Iioinombcr mo as that queer UtUo friendless child who loved you. "I will, an' I havo seen Uio Markeo. Tut glad you'vo rot to tho summit of your ambition, but to mo it's as gloomy an' forlorn as somo storm torn mountain peak where n green thing will grow. I'll think only of tho child that wanted to bo 'spcctublo, that waited, to ride down grade witli mo, of tho palo tiny ' tiling with tho wistful oyes an' tho lectio hands claspin' my sleeve, " Is it any wonder that 1 could not boo hor then? that tho mists of my team blotted out my last glimpse on earth of Uio Markceso Belladonner? Patience Stapleton in Onco a Week. I trailin' gown of black laco, u"a ."u" V"t 1.1"4" J""a us. tho proud air, I AY.'1' 13 "uru ,l" "vo " " "ve" on . . ' . lectio child I knowed most excellent woman, out ii you want to employ a oarnsier in ., i..i , i,i wo wouiuii t uuu ui us uo liuvu iuidu your cusu, vuusu iiuinu ia Kiiuwu us u oyes was as hard nn' cold .,. r f i i THE SECRET OF BEAUTY. I could not tell 1 do Dot know What clasalo lines, what curves of grac Must meet and plead and Interflow, To moke a beauteous human face. I do not know 1 could not tell. With all the Unes and curves complete, What look within that face must dwell To make tho faultless beauty sweet. Unknown the laws that make It sweet, And, flower like, mold It as It crows; Enough, that when that face 1 meet, 1 know It an 1 know the rose. Casscll's Magazine. Happened on the 'Wabash. "Heard of tho Wabash river, 1 reckon?" ho queried as ho combed his long yellow whiskers with his Angers ancl pulled down his vest "Yes." "Probably never heard of Jerry Dewlap? Jerry lives on tho banks of tho Wabash, and hos pizen btled I UUWU- "V"1 " U1UUW1 UgU UUCUUIU IU .1 A I 1 .1. 1 1 La1 lL drowned two men. Ho wanted us to go up and help drag fur tho bodies. Wo was willing, of course, and Jerry proposed wo try a plan ho said had worked in thousands of cases. It's an ole belief with SOtllO folks. VOU knOW j that if a loaf of bread is flung on tho i ik ii uuut iu vruui u utau uvrij io lying and then stop. Wo reckoned to try it, auu every man cnippcu in anu wo took up about a hundred loaves." "Jerry bossed tho job," continued tho man with tho yellow whiskers, "and wo got out two boats loaded with bread and keorfully dropped tho loaves overboard. Somo of 'cm went hump- mg along at tho rate of six miles an hour, whilo others sort 'o circled around and went off slowly. Wo used up tno uunurcu loaves, anu jerry was taking up a collection to send to town I ff r moro. when a feller como up stream in u cauoound called out: " 'What or' you uns a-doing over tharJ' " 4A-rising tho dead,' I answered. " 'Oh, ye are 1' ho continued. 'Well, when I como around tho bend olo Jer ry swuo was out inn boat a-picKing nn flinm Innvpn nrwl 1 mnfenn shnVl oriit up to ninety-tivol xou uns had better send down somo pork and 'titers to keep company 1' "Well, sir, that ar' was a put up job on us by olo Jerry to git a heap o' bread without working fur it, and when wo took him ashoro to adminis ter a great moral lesson what did lie do but turn to and outrun tho best of us nnd git clear otl'f ' Now York Sun. Lady Dufl'eriu'a Conuemura Cloak. Tho papers havo been talking about who brought tho first Connomara cloak into fashion and it is liko tho tailless evening coat, credited to every social personngo of any importance. Tho tailless coat, by tho byo, is credit ed to tho dude, whilo tno cloak is credited to tho bud. Tho truth about it is that it had its birth in tho smart world through Lady Dutl'erin. Hor ladyship had been to Ireland and was thero presented with a very fino piece of Irish friezo. Sho took it to London with her aud asked her tailor if he couldn't mako her a long wrap out of it something out of tho common nnd which would bo stamped as decidedly individual. With quicli wit ho sug gested just such a cloak as tho Irish easant wears, and so it had its birth, ady Dutl'erin had a number made and soon all London was wearing them becauso thoy wero so useful and could bo so easily assumed. However. I do not think her ladyship expected them to bo worn ns street wraps, nor did sho foresco that, caught in tho Mnrch wind, they mado tho slender woman lbok liko n balloon and the stout woman liko tho whole earth, not with n fence, but a cloak about it Philadelohia Times. The Fourth Temperament. A Boston woman remarked the other day, in a conversation which turned upon tho peculiarities of an ac quaintance: "Well, you seo tho troublo with Eunico is that sho's got tho fourth tem perament" "1 havo heard," ono of tho hearers remarked, "of the fourth dimension, but novcr of tho fourth teinperaniont Wiat is it?" "I was instructed by a wise wo man," was tho smiling reply, "that there are four temperaments: tho ner vous, tho physical, tho pious nnd tho JNow luinico undoubtedly Wo resncct her. of course." another observed, '"but when it comes to living witli hor well, all 1 can say is that I'd rather tako my chances with tho cannibals thau with her. Sho worries mo to death ; sho fusses aboutonythiug and about nothing with equal readi ness. You aro right; sho has tho fourth temporanieut" Boston Cour ier. Rare and Curious Menial. John Bedford, of East Freemout, Sanilac county, showed us a very great curiosity, being ouo of tho ten medals struck ia 1846 by order of parliament and presented to tho only known sur vivors of tho troops who took posses sion of Detroit at tho timoa of Hull's surrender. Tho medal which is de pendent from u bar marked "Fort Do-1 iroit, lasieneu w u utavy reu nuuuii 1 I l. 1 V 1 I eagcu wiui oiuo, mis on mo ouverse ut medallion portrait of Queen Victoria 1840." On the roverso is a vignotto of the queen crowning a kneeling man tho inscripUon, "To tho British Army, 17U3-1814." Un tno edgoor tho medal is engraved Uio namo of Mr. Bedford's iathor, to whom it was awarded, "J. Bedford, Canadian Militia." Detroit Free Press. Country Customer Mister, do you keep them uou-romanUo watches ( Storekeeper Non-magnetic, I supposo you meant Country Customer Yes, that's Uicm: our gal Liz is gittcn skit tish, and 1 thought ono of them non romantic kind would lander quiet her. Jewellers' Weekly. . 1. n.wl Hint In. io O , will iiut. oiiuuiiu uuuiui iiv vim v iaj yuui ouili;i- THE HARMONY OF HOME. Cultivate Good Temper for tbe Family Circle More Than for Tour Friends. A homo of discord may be visited by acquaintances, but its doors are never likely to bo knocked at by friends. Sensiblo pcoplowill givo it a wide berth, nnd prefer friendship and intimacy with thoso who livo at peace. Nobody finds a wiso youncman court ing a girl in a family who get on ill among themselves. Ho wants a bird out of n irood nest and has no wish to be drawn in by marriage to tako ono sido of a life long fireside feud. It is hard on a girl, you say. Sometimes. But about tho young man's sagacity thero can bo no ques tion whatever. If all homes wero happy what a pleasant world it would bo, and thero is no reason why happi ness should not reign everywhere if pcoplo would only mako wisdom, and not stupidity, tho cuido of their lives. What strikes ono as an odd thintr is that many aro able to exercise patience and common senso abroad, but find it next to an impossible task at home. With them everything is dono for tho benefit of society at largo and at tho I nvnnnon rf fVin?i nwm r!rv1n Tn nflior ' people's houses th&y havo a faco liko a txjrieuicuon, wiinsi in tncir own it is disfigured with frowns. Of all follies this is ono of the greatest As if it wero not their interest, let alono their duty, to do exactly tho reverse. If any ono has a mind to bo cross, snappish and disagreeable, let her choose a field for I giving vent to her ill humor as far re- moved from homo ns possible. Our best sido should bo turned not to ' Btrungers, but to thoso with whom we dwell, and, whilo it is right to wish for i tho erood opinion of everybody, wo should bo anxious most of all about tho favorable impression wo mako on our own folks at liome. If there is to bo household har mony an important point is to culti vate a sweet temper. Wo cannot do without that Somo tempers are like violin strings out of tune; with them who can expect cither melody or har mony from tho family orchestra? This is specially a young woman's subject; indeed, if our girls aro not amiable nobody clso can bo expected to be. It is to their kind and gentle words that we must look for an anti dote to fretting and ill humor. At homo tho keynote of tho day's music is often struck by tho first word we hear in tho morning, and happy is tho houso whero it is always uttered by tho smiling lips of good tempered girls. The Household. Queer Things Out of the Sea. Stonington fishermen aro continu ally drawing queer things, sometimes treasures, from tho bosom of tho deep. Ono of tho Williams brothers of that borough, lobstermen, was sur prised to find in ono of his pots in Fisher's Island sound a lobster as blue as tho sky, and ho placed it on exhibi tion. It was bluo all over, dark on tho backj and shading by imperceptible degrees into a light though vivid hue at tho end of tho claws, as delicate as tho pink that etches tho inner curve of somo tropical sea shells. Old fish dealers of Stonington said that no such beast was ever taKen from Connecticut waters beforo; but they were mistaken. Two bluo lobsters were caged in Fisher's Island sound last summer by lobstermen Wheeler and Story of this city; yet bluo lob sters nro exceedingly rare. Not a dozen of them havo been taken, it is believed, in tho history of tho fishing industry of this country; nil that havo been caught have been "chicken" lobsters. Science is unablo to account for tho huo unless it-is duo to melancholy. At about tho timo that Williams cap turcd tho bluo lobster, Capt Samuels Staplins, of Stonington, picked up a round clam on tho snore, and he e. tractedJfrom its belly n neat little pearlrW which Tiilany & Co. of Now York, otl'ered him $25. Every idle man in Stonington is now walking tho ocean beach picking up round clams aud cracking them. Ono day Inst summer a Stonington fisherman found a pearl in a clam, and got &!0 for it from a Maiden lauo dealer in precious stones, and a few days after that happening, another lucky borough man caught a big fish in whose stom ach wero n button hook, somo glove buttons, and other toilet articles that evidently had belonged to ' a western hello at Watch Hill. Norwich Telo- tor, you will bo surprised to find when you como to inquire that iiis brief is marked 100 guineas. If you go to tho specialists recommended for your complaint by your medical di rector, you will seo that ho reckons the valuo of his casual conver sation at something liko 25 shil lings tho minute. If you desire to buy a water color picture by an obscure member of the institute or a young exhibitor at tho now gallery, you will havo to pay somo 30 down for a square of paper 12 inches by 20. But when you begin to inquire into the incomo of writers whoso works we read, to borrow tho famous phrase of a sister in tho craft, "from Tobolsk to Tangier," or whoso books may bo Dougnt in paper covers tprooaoiy pi rated) at Valparaiso and Petropaulov guy, you discover to your astonish . nient Uio straugo ana seemingly in consistent anomaly mat tho man known to half tho world in a dozen countries is earning about one-tweuti-eth of tho incomo earned by tho man known only to tho skilled in a partic ular profession in tho city of London. Tho American enthusiast, on a pilgri mago to tho shrino of his most admir ed and worshiped English author, has been heard to express his keen surpriso when ho lighted at last on tho object of his ardent devotion in an eight roomed cottage among Uio re motest recesses of suburban Middle sex, or run him to earth in a dingy stucco fronted family residence of tho eligiblo order of architecture, lost among tho monotonous and uivary desert of a Loudon back Etrect How does it come, then, that theso thing are sol Tho Fortnightly Reviow. cram. A FADING FAD; Bapld Decline of the Itac" After the Gro tesque In DeeoratlTe Art. Within tho past fow years, tho rage for tho horrible and grotesque in dec- l- l !, rlntlinrul 1. 19 ft fftd- ing fad, a rago that was consumed by its own zeal. Whilo it lasted, tho sanctuary of homo took on tho attri-1 butcs of n heathen tcmploand tho ugli est objects produced by pagan carvers in wood and workers in metal were given tho most honored places. Pcoplo of tho most refined tastes did not hesi tate to thus transform their parlors, li brary, reception hall and dining room into so many museums in which veri table freaks wero tho most treasured objects. Tho rago extended to car vings, furniture, etc. Griilins in costly woods, and hideousness generally was depicted in prominent places of tho in terior, until tho apartments, in many instances, wero nothing less than u solidified nightmare. Tho extromo ugliness of theso ob jects dominated tho beauty of tho ap pointments, and tho refined tasto ex hibited in statuary, draperies of deli cate huo and texture, paintings and engravings were lost sight of in tho presence ef somo deformity in armor, or somo Japaneso warrior, lifo sizo, in solid wood, and ns homely as tho lato Mr. Crowley of Central park. Tho motivo at tho bottom of this perverted tasto was probably that phaso of hu man nature which makes ono covet, not his neighbor's goods, but some thing which his neighbor has not, nor is likely to havo. This motivo existed for a short timo oulv. When ugli ness was procurablo by tho buyer of averago resources; when importers and manufacturers could provide hid eousness at reasonablo figures, tho charm of ugliness was gono and tho fancy of tho favored fow took a differ ent turn a turn in a better direction. There is but a slow market for outre objects destined for tho ndornmeut of tho homo. Instead, thero is moro re finement manifested in tho require ments of buyers. Tho carvings that adorn a costly mantel or beaufet. must possess grace, and if a caryatid or n gargoylo or a griffin is to form part of tho permanent decorations, it is not insolent in its ugliness or ag gressive in tho prominenco of its po sition amid artistic surroundings. A littlo ugliness acts as a foil for beauty, but a wealth of grotcsquerio has been found oppressive and in poor taste. Tho change is n gratifying ono to all lovers of Uio beautiful, and tho end of tho reign of deformities and freaks will bo mourned by uono savo thoso that ransacked tho shops of China and Japan for something hideous enough to gratify tho victims of tho fad which is fading away. Pittsburg Bulletin. Heady Answer. Most of us are able to supply a rep artee if wo aro given timo to think it over, but a reparteo half an hour nfter tho occasion for it has passed is liko a blank cartridge. It is tno readiness of tho retort that makes it effecUve. The great Russian soldier, Marshal Suvor olF, was in tho habit of asking his men dilllcult questions, sometimes foolish ones, and bestowing favors on those who showed presence of mind in an swering them. On ono occasion a general of division sent him a sergeant witli dispatches, at tho samo timo recommending tho bearer to Suvoroifs notice. Tho mar shal, as usual, proceeded to test him by a scries of whimsical questions. "How far is it to tho moon?" "Two of your excellency's forced marches," tho soldier promptly re plied. "If your men began to givo way in a battlo, what would you do?" "I'd tell them that just bei.ind tho enemy's lino thero was a wagon load of good things to eat" "How many fish are thcro in tho sea?" "Just as many as havo not been caught" And so tho examination went on, tillSuvoroil', finding his now acquaint ance armed at all points, at length, asked him, as a final poser, "What i tho difFcrcnco between your colonel and myself?" "Tho difference is this," replied tho soldier, coolly. "My colonel cannot mako mo a captain, but your excel lency can." Suvoroff, struck by his shrewdness, kept his cyo upon tho man, and soon afterward gavo him tho promotion for which ho had asked. Youth's Com panion. Live ami Die on the Water. I took n rido on tho river this after noon. Canton has about 300,000 pco plo who livo on Uio water, and thero is no busier city in tho world than this city of boats. Crafts of all kiuds, from Uio small steamer, tho great Chinese junk nnd tho river cargo boats to tho sampans and tho littlo tubs rowed by spoon liko paddles, movo here and there, or dart in and out through for ests of masts. Wholo families live on boats about twenty feet long and no wider than tho ordinary city vestibule. Hero children aro born, grow up and die. Marriages tako placo nnd tho whole business and actions of lifo go on. LitUo children swarm over them, and tots two years old with cues hanging; down their backs play about upon their decks. Tho boys havo littlo round barrels or drums about n foot long nnd six inches iu diameter tied by strings to their backs, and many girls of Uio samo sizo havo nothing. If tho girl falls overboard it would bo gooufortuno to tho poor family to gel rid of Uio expense of raising her, but Uio boy must havo his lifo preserver. Frank Q. Carpenter. All on Friday. Four gentlemen engaged in com merce in nn eastern seaport city wero heated Unbelievers ill llm r-nmmn,, o. persUtion regarding Friday as an un j lucky day. They deteruiiued to show j their contempt for and oxplodo tho sdly notion. So thoy began to build a shin on Friday, finished her on Fi t day, launched her on Friday, named hor Friday, hired a captain on Fri day ami sent her oil' to sea on Friday. Tho ship was nover heard from. St, ' Lotus Republic