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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
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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.
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, 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