THE WORLD WOCID BE BEITISB.
II men cared less for wealth and fame
And less for battle-fields and glory;
If writ in human hearts, a name
Seemed better than in song and story;
If men, instead of nursing pride,
Would learn to hate it and abhor it;
If more relied on love to guide
The world would be the better for it.
If men dealt less in stocks and lands
And more in bonds and deeds fraternal;
If Love's works had more willing hands
To link this world to the supernal;
If men stored up love's oil and wine
And on bruised human hearts would pour
it;
If "yours" and "mine" would oncecombine
The world would be the better for it.
If more would act the play of life
And fewer spoil it in rehearsal;
If bigotry would sheathe its knife
Till good became more universal;
II custom, gray with ages grown,
Had fewer blind men to adore it;
If talent shown for truth alone
The world would be the better for iu.
If men were wise in little things
Affecting less in all their dealings
If hearts had fewer rusted strings
To isolate their kindly feelings;
If men. when wrons beat down the Eight,
Would strike together and restore it;
If Right made Minht in every fight
The world would be the better for it.
LEAEXIXG HEB LESSON.
BY EMILY LENTTOX.
"I want you to meet Gordon this
summer, Helen," Bob said, confiden
tially. "I am sure yon two would
like each other. I've toldhim a great
deal about my pretty, intellectual
cousin, and he is very anxious "
"Really, he does me an honor,
Helen said, hastily, with the slight
arch in her slender neck whieh always
followed the mention af an eligible
man. "It is right kind of you, Bobby,
to plan so much pleasure for me; but I
hardly expect to be home this sum
mer. I've just about made up my
mind to attend the summer school at
Amherst."
"What! You going to leave Canon
chet, and study all summer in that
prosy Yamkee town? My dear Helen
"If I go abroad in the fall, I should
like to know something about tier-man."
"But why don't you st udy at home?"
"Under whom, pray?
"I think you might find somebody."
Helen shook hex head.
"I've tried," she said quietly . "There
is no one here whom I would think of
having."
"Oh, pshaw!" aid Bob. "That's
too bad. I thousht we would have
fuch a nice time this summer."
"You will anvhow," Helen said, with
ft sly smile. "Alice is coming for sure,
and" I shall be ant of the way. There
will be no disagreeable third party."
"But what shall I do with Gordon?"
"Find him a girl to flirt -with."
"He's not that kind."
"Oh!" incredulously. "Isn't he?'
Then I think you'd better send him
word not to.oome."
"I've half a mind to. Confound the
German!"
His face looked very cross just then;
but the next moment a light seemed
to break over it.
"I say, Helen," he began, eagerly,
then stopped short, as though a sec
ond idea had arrested Dim.
"Well?"
"Nothins," he replied.
And he began straightwayto whistle
tunder his breath, while Helen gathered
up her books and went into the house.
"There is no good in spoiling a woman
to make a student. Bob muttered.
"If ever two mortals were made for
each other, he and Leon Gordon
were. What a sight it would be to see
them hang each .other in -the matri
monial noose!
It was iust a -week after this conver
sation that Rob came into the library
brimming over with exultation. Helen
sat bv the window in one 01 those cool,
era.y downs that are so becoming. She
was writing a letter of inquiry to the
principal of the summer school at
Amherst, concerning terms anu nours,
and items of instruction.
"Here's luck, Helen!" he cried,
flourishing a letter aloft. "A real live
German professor coming to visit us."
"What."
"Why.," he went on, breathlessly,
"when I was over at Winnebec yester
day, I ran against Professor Holstein
in the station. He's -a mighty nice
teilow, and is writing tip a wort on
philology. He's had the second degree
at Har vaud, and is one of your real
heavv cung on the languages.
"Does hertedch?" Helen asked, with
interest.
"1 think ho would. He's not well
off those German students seldom
are. He was hunting up some quiet
little place where he could board cheap
ly and quietly this sumuaer while hs
writes his boofe. I suggested Canon
chet, aaid I have just got a note from
him, saying tScat he is booked at
Mahloais."
"Perhaps he won't want to teach a
beginner," said Helen, dubiously.
"Leave that toane," said Bob, confi
dently. "I am going to bring him up
ifaere to supper, and I promiaeyou he'll
meet you easily."
Helen put on a bewitching own of
esabroidere&Cantonsilk. There could
be nothing prettier than she vas be
hik&d a trayful of bli Doultoa cups
and a, jug of whipped ceeam.
"Have you always lived in thiseoun
try, professor1' she asked, pouring
out his tea with true womanly guile.
"I was born here," he answered,
watching her quietly over a pair o
gold-bowed spectacles; "but I have
.spent some time abroad."
"And you are very fond of your lan
guage?" queried Helen. "Most Ger
mans are."
She was wondering just then if Na
ture had trained his beard in that
pretty way, or if he was vain enough
to frequent a barber's.
"I am very fond of the German," he
said, warmly. "I used to teach it a
little, and if I had more time, I should
like nothing better. I thought once
that I might get up a class this fiunmer
in the village. Do you thmk it would
be worth while trying, Miss Darragh?"
"I can promise you one pupil,' she
said, eagerly.
"Helen is going in for German herself,
professor," Bob explained.
"lnaeed: ne saia, smiling.
"And if you would be kind enough to
bother with me," shesaid, appealingly,
"I should like very much to have you
teach me. I am going abroad in the
fall, and"
"It would give me great pleasure,"
the professor answered, politely.
And it was so arranged that the les
sons would begin in a day or so.
They got on amazingly, for Helen
had lost sight of the man in the in
structor, and for once, in the society
of the opposite sex, she acted out her
sweet, natural self.
The lessons grew longer every day.
The professor read to her from the
German poets, and there was so much
loitering over the dictionary, that Bob
asked indiscretely whether the work
on philology wasn't suffering.
"I suppose you know, Helen," he
said, one morning, in a casual way,
"that Professor Holstein has a wife
and seven children?"
She fairly gasped at this. That
young man, with such pleasant: artless
eyes! And he'd never said a word to
her of his family! What a cold-blooded
wretch he must be! Her heart fairly
thrilled with anger.
"How dared he deceive me?" she
cried, angrily.
Bob looked up in surprise.
"I suppose he never thought it would
make the least difference to you," he
said. "Why should it?"
"Oh, for no reason in the world! But
I don't think a married man has any
right to go about with any girl as he
has been doing. Why didn't you tell
me. Bob?"
"I? Why, he hasn't been flirting
with you, has he, Helen?"
"Certainly not!" was the haughty
reply. "Men cannot flirt unless women
encourage them. But I think you
might have said something about this
before.
" 'My eye, Pip! Wot larks!' "quot
ed Bob. coine off into a cale of laughter,
the instant "his cousin was out of
sizht. "The Blot thickens. Bring on
your villain."
Helen had taken her hat from the
hall-rack, and cone out into the sun
shine. She could not explain to her
self why she felt so indignant at Pro
fessor Holstein, or why she passed
with averted gaze the spot they had
chosen for their morning readings.
"Ah! how do you do?" a pleasant
voice called to her, in the simple tier
man phrase she had already mastered
"I thousht you were never coming. 3
have got such .a pretty little poem,
which I cut out oi the Viaxteniauoe!
Shall I read it?"
"Certainly if you wish."
He was too eager to be checked by
ber chilling reserve. In a deep, melo
dious voice, he began to read to her a
pretty spring idyl. It had a great deal
or love in it, and a great deal oi sor
row. 'Don't vou like that?" hesaid.look
ingupjust intimetoseehertears. "All,
I knew you would:
He put out his hand, but drew it
back again.
"That is what I should like," he went
'On, earnestly. "I should like to wan
der away off to some wild spot, and
Jive there with one I loved with you,
Helen"
"Professor Holstein, you forget your
self!" "Forget? No! Do not start from
me, Helen. I love you with my whole
soul!"
"Sir," she cried, passionately, "your
love is an insult! How dare you speak
of such a thing to me?"
"Helen, what are you saying?"
"I say that you have no right to ad
dress me so, sir. How dare you take
advantage of the privileges of hospi
tality? How dare yon abuse your
rights as a teacher to to "
"Hear me, Helen! I have deceived
yon."
"I know it. I am quite well aware,
sir., -of who and what you are. Go
leave me this instant! "I never want to
see you again. I despise such perfidy
as yours. Go"'
"As you say'?" he said, turning very
pale: never meant to do anything
wrong. If I have erred, Miss Darragh,
I a-an punished for the fault. I do love
yon with my whole soul. Good-by!"
He strode away quickly, and when
he came upon Bob, at the garden gate,
he said hoarsely.
"I was afraid it wouldn't turn out
well, old boy. Helen has found me out
and will have nothing to do with me."
"Thedeuce!" Bob exclaimed. "Who
told her Gordon?"
"Idon'tknow,"he answered gloomi
ly. "It was a bad day for me, Bob,
when I came to Canonchet. I shall
never care for any other woman, and
now "
"I'm sorry, Gordon," Bob replied.
"I rather thought Helen would see the
joke, after the first shock was over."
"It doesn't seem to strike her that
way," said Gordon, with a bitter smile.
"Good-by, old boy! I think I'd bet
ter get away from here as soon as 1
can.
"I'm sorry "Bob began.
"Never mind," said hisfriend, brave
ly. "It wasn't your fault, I sha31
leave Canonchet to-night. Good-by!"
Bob walked with him a little way, and
caaae back quite cast down in spirits.
"I had no idea she'd fly off in that
way," he muttered. "Girls are queer
crea-tares. I would have sworn she
was ha love with him, and deep enough
for any emergency. Helen!"
She was just going in by the .garden
gate.
"I want to speak to you a moment."
"Well?"
"Don't you think you were a little
rough on Gordon?"
"On whom?"
"On Gordon. We only meant it as
a little joke, and it was I who put him
up to it. Yon were so opposed to
men, and I thought you would 'he sure
to be friends if vou could only meet."
"My dear Bob," she cried, "Ihaven't
the slightest idea what you are talking
about!"
"Gordon has gone away," he pur
sued. -'He's awfully cut np about it,
and I'm sure. Helen "
"Gordon gone away!" she echoed.
WTiat do you mean?"
"Wive " anirl Boh. somewhat impa
tiently, "he did not mean any harm
when he came here in tne cnaracter oi
a German professor, which of course
Via icn't thnncrh his mother was a Ger
man, and her name was Holstein."
"Do you mean to say," cried Helen,
changing color, "that Professor Hol-
"Why, he said you knew all about
it. There is a Professor Holstein, who
is writing a work on philology. He is
Gordon,s uncle; but he's a middle
aged man, with a wife and seven
children."
"Bob," cried Helen, bursting into
tears, which fairly took his breath
away, "I'll never forgive you for this
never!"
She rushed past him into the house,
and dropped down in a little tearful
heap on the sofa.
"Oh, if I'd only gone to Amherst!'
she moaned, quite unconcious that
some one in the doorway was regard
ing her with a startled gaze.
"I I beg your pardon!" stammered
Gordon, the ex-professor. "I left my
German dictionary in here, and Rob
said Helen!" he was down on ma
knees beside her, holding one of her
hands "can you ever forgive me? I
do not ask or hope for anything,
though my life will be very empty now
without you. If you will only say
that you will not hate me, that you
will think of me sometimes kindly; I
shall try to be content."
"I think of you entirely too often
now," she said, with a final sob, as she
shook out a very wet handkerchief and
looked at him through her tears.
Something in her face must have giv
en him hope, for one arm was slipped
around her, and he drew the little, pas
sive hand, which he held, to his lips.
"Say vou will forgive me!" he urged,
with sudden boldness. "Think how
hard it will be, and how inconvenient,
to get a new German teacher in the
middle of the summer. Helen, don't
you think you might marry me? Then
we could continue our lessons indefi
nitely." Slowly but with a sense of appro
priation she felt herself being drawn in
to his arms.
"I ought to hate you," she said:
weakly. "I'm sure I meant to, but I
can't."
It was quite a surprising tableau
that Bob burst in upon some time af
terward. "I beg your pardon!" he exclaimed,
wheeling "around in the most absurd
way. "I had no idea Upon my word,
Gordon, you beat the Old Boy! Iche
liebe, I love; du liebst, thou lovest; er
liebt. he loves How does it go? Well,
well bless you, my children! Let our
congratulations be mutual. Alice is
coming to-morrow!"
Helen and Gordon were married in
the fall (she had learned a good deal of
German by that time), and they went
abroad together.
Bob will never call his new cousin
anything but "Professor," and Helen
has a son named Holstein Gordon a
very bright boy, too, who knows some
German already.
FARM AW HOUSEHOLD.
Farming- Votes.
Mr. F. P. Root, one of Western New
York's most successful farmers, has
found full-blood Durhams no better for
fattening than grades "from good com
mon native cows."
A sheep is the most uncomplaining
of all animals. It suffers and dies with
the greatest patience, and, therefore,
needs close watching. When a sheep
stops eating it is in a bad way. It is
far more easy to keep it in good
health than to restore it when sick ;
but, as with other animals, it is usually
the case that its digestive organs are
out ot order, and a simple dose of oil
will do more good than doctoring with
many drugs. Laniger.
The son of a naturalized citizen who
came to this country with his father be
fore he was of age becomes a citizen
with all the privileges of a naturalized
citizen when he reaches the age of 21
years and without any legal process or
form. His father's citizenship confers
the privilege upon the son under these
circumstances.
Dress fans are of transparent gauze,
painted, but in these also the black and
cream or delicate tinted ones are alone
worth the purchase money. The reds
are ugly, and the blues must be of
peculiar shades and match the toilet or
they are a horror.
They are the grays and wood colors,
which are lovely when they can bo
found, and the decoration is dainty and
in small fair flowering disigns : but one
such is rarely seen, while bold colors
and large striking objects which are
supposed to ornament them stars one
out of countenance at every turn,' Jen-
nv June.
A Candid Lord-Lieutenant.
Daniel O'Connell, in the zenith of his
popularity, was the idol of the Irish
people. When he wa6 released from
prison, where he had been confined for
some offence against the Government,
it was feared that his appearance in
Dublin would be the signal for a riot.
The troops remained in their barracks,
and the Lord-Lieutenant visited then
to await what might arise.
To while away the time, one of the
eavalry officers, Lieut. Twigg, eon
ducted his Excellency over the regi
mental school-room. The lieutenant,
in talking about the best method of
educating children, emphasized the
idea that it was a mistake to teach
them lessons by rote. The proper
system was to cultivate their reason
ing powers, so that they would under
stand what answers they should give.
"Now here's a most intelligent pupil,
Bill Jones." said the lieutenant,
anxious to illustrate the success of his
educational method. "Tell me, Bill,
who is the greatest person in the king
dom of Great Britain?"
"Her Majesty the Queen," answered
Bill.
"Good. And who is the greatest
person in Ireland?" continued the
lieutenant, confident that the reply
would be, "His Excellency the Lord
Lieutenant." "Daniel O'Connell!" answered the
boy, with promptness and vigor.
"Pon my word, Mr. Twigg, I am
afraid the lad is right," said the
Viceroy, smiling at the blushing offi-
A Barrel Hummock.
The season for hammocks is here,
and I will tell you how to make a com
fortable, inexpensive one. Bring your
old flour barrel from the cellar or store
room, knock it to pieces, clean and
paint the staves. Procure a rope four
times in length of the place where it is
to be suspended, and in size a little lar
ger than a clothes line. Now halve the
rope, double each piece in the middle,
aud commencing two yards or so from
the end, weave it over and under each
stave about three inches from the end
of each one, which will bring the rope
crossed between each; do both sides
the same and your hammock is com
plete. One end of the rope should be
fastened up higher than the other. At
first this may not seem firm, but when
there is any weight on it, the rope be
comes "taut" and secure.
Worked the Wrong Backet.
From the San Francisco Alta.
"Ma and I," she 'aid shyly, "are
more like sisters thaa mother and
daughter."
"Ye3," he said, with a lingering in
flection on the after guard of his "yes,"
which rose clear to the ceiling.
"Yes, indeed," said the girl, with a
rosy flush on her cheeks making her
infinitely more beautiful than ever.
"Ma and I are inseparable. We have
pever been separated a single day since
I was a little baby."
"N-no?" he said, this with an inflec
tion on the second section of "no" that !
went only half way to the ceiling and
hack again.
"Oh dear, no," the girl went on in
her artless way; "and ma always said
that when I was married she was going
to love my husband like her own son
and come and keep house for us."
"Oh-h!" said William, withacircum-
flex. Then he rose up slowly and firm
ly, and said that hehad anoteinbank
to take up at 3 o'clock; as it was now
9:30 he would go. And he did go.
And he didn't come back again. Not
never. And ma said to the girl:
"That's where you missed it in not
trusting your mother. Why didn't
you tell me that man had been mar-1
ried before? Had I known he was a 1
widower, I would have played the '
'home for old women' racket on him." 1
Don't Work on an Empty Stomach.
The errors that prevail with regarc
to early morning exercises are simply
monstrous. Even the strong and ath
letic are liable to injure themselves by
exercising long and vigorously in the
early morning on an empty stomach,
while the delicate, the dyspeptic and the
nervous should not allow themselves to
indulge in any sustained activity of
brain or muscles until the system ha3
been fortified by at least a preliminary
breakfast. Farmers sometimes injure
themselves by working too hard and
too long before broakfast. Moderate
exercise, such as walking the lighter
forms of gymnastics, and easy games,
can be taken indiscriminately, just be
fore or after meals , without injury ; but
the severer tasks rowing, active games
should usually be reserved for the
middle of the forenoon or afternoon,
or for the evening. It is not well to gc
to our meals in a condition of exhaus
tion, either of the brain or of the
muscles.
Bearing Calve?.
A calf may be reared to make an ex
cellent cow in the following way:
When it is weaned and the sooner
this is done the better and it is taught
1 to drink milk, it may be fed upon
: skimmed milk warmed to the heat of
the new milk and fed in sufficient quan
I tity and no more. It is overfeeding
I which does most harm to calve-i. The
first month three quarts of milk three
i times a day is enough, the second
; month four quarts may he given at a
meal, and the third month six quarts
! twice a day with a drink of water at
J noon. After two months it should be
taught to eat a little mixed bran and
" com meal, and this may be gradually
' increased until it gets a pint a day when
4 months old. The milk may bo con
tinued ud to 5 or 6 months if it is con
venient, and lately it may be mixed
with an equal part of warm water. A
small quantity of meal should be given
always. New York Times.
Keep Hone Bat Good Horses.
One reason why so many of our farm
ers have found farming less profitable
than it ought to he, is because they
have kept so much poor stock. Even
where they have not attempted to make
stock a direct source of income, but
have only kept enough to work the farm
and supply Hie wants of the family,
they have'suffered loss by keeping those
of too little value. In the way of
horses, every farmer expects to keep
enough to work the farm, draw its
products to market, haul back such
supplies as are needed and carry the
family when they leave the farm for
business, for pleasure, or in the dis
charge of social or religious duties.
Now, how common it is for a-farmer
to think that he can get along
with low-priced, perhaps broken-down
horses, at least for part of his sup
ply. His pride may lead him to keep
one pretty showy span to drive
upon the road, while quite inferi
or ones may pass muster as work
horses. This, we think, is a mistake.
No species of stock costs so much for
keeping as horses, and it costs just as
much to keep poor as good horses, and
often more. A well built hor3e, with
perfect organs, will digest and assimilate
his food much better, and consequently,
keep in good condition on much less
feed than a loose-built, slab sided horse,
with weak digestive organs.
In a recent paper we suggested that
it might be good policy for farmers to
keep an extra team of breeding " mares,
to help during the greatest rush of
work and raise a pair of colts during
the more leisure season. In following
out such a plan he should employ no
common scrub to sire his colts, but
employ thorough-breds ; a Percheron
or Clydesdale, if he wants to breed
solid work horses ; Cleveland Bays, or
some other good, active breed with
great powers of endurance, if he wishes
to breed roadsters. In this way he is
constantly improving his herd, and
when he hires men to work his teams
they can earn their money.
Another great advantage in keeping
none but good horses is, they are
alwavs salable.
Fruit Eaters Heed Ho Doctors.
We were struck recently by the re
marks of a doctor friend of ours, who
said no one thing would do so much to
make people independent of the medi
cal profession as the daily use of fruit.
He had noticed that those farmers in
whose families fruit was regularly and
largely consumed, seldom needed his
services. We thought what a pity
every farmer in the land could not be
convinced of these truths. It is a
deplorable fact that the farmer's fami
lies do not enjoy that robust heiilth
that country air and out-door life, with
Dltntv of exercise should stive. It is
also a fact that living on farms whose
rich acres are aching to produce abund
ant crops of the varied fruits, but very
few have plenty, and many never have
any fruit, except it may be an occasion
al apple. The standard food in a ma
jority of farmers' houses consists
largely of bread, butter, and meat
(mostly pork) fried in grease, and
where pastry or cake is used, it has
lard in large proportion in its compo
sition ; and this food is eaten at least
twice, and, in mwiy families, three
times a day, year in and year out. Is
it any wonder that they are not more
healthy, and that their prevailing
diseases are such as indicate an over
consumption of greasy food ? If fruits
were expensive or difficult to raise, there
would be some excuse ; but there is no
part of the country without plenty of
varieties adapted to its soil and climate,
and just such as are fitted by nature to
both nourish and cleanse the body, and
no more skill is required to grow them
than to grow corn or wheat.
Why is it that so faW farmers make
any attempt to provide an adequate
supply of what would add much to their
pleasure, and save many times its cost
in doctors' bills, to say nothing of the
sufferings and loss of their dear ones?
We entreat you, decide just now not to
Jet the spring pass without planting a
fruit yard. Surely it is better to grow
fruit than to be continually dosing with
medicine ? Rural New Yorker.
Adviee to Young; Married People
The Quiver for June.
"Drive gently over the stones!"
This piece of advice, which is frequent
ly given to inexperienced whips, may
be respectfully suggested to the newly
married. There are stony places on
the road to happiness, which, if not
carefully driven over, may upset the do
mestic coach. The first rock ahead
which should be marked "dangerous"
is the first year of married life. Here,
especially, is the first step that costs;
as a rule, the first year either mars or
makes a marriage. During this period
errors may be committed which will
cast a shadow over every year that fol
lows. On awakening from sleep we feel put
out and rather cross. May not the
young husband and wife experience
feelings not entirely different when
they awake to reality from the
dreams of courtship and the fasination
of the honeymoon? Everything must
once, more be contemplated at the ordi
nary manner of the world, once more
with subdued feelings spoken of, con
sidered, and settled. For the first
time, husband and wife see each other
as they actually are. Each bring cer
tain pecularities into the married state
to wbich the other has to grow accus
tomed. They have now no longer to
live for themselves, but for each other,
and the lesson is not learned in a mo
ment. In all things indifferent the hus
band and wife must be willing to yield,
however new it may be to them, how
ever different from what they them
selves thought. Self must be sacrificed
in order thereby to gain the help of
another beloved existence. 'A lady
once asked Dr. Johnson how in his
Dictionary he came to define pastern
the knee of a horse; he immediately
answered, "Ignorance; madame, pure
ignorance. " This is simply the expla
nation of many an accident that takes
place at the commencement of the mat
rimonial journey. The young couple
have not yet learned the dangerous
places of the road, and, as a conse
quence, they drive carelessly over them.
Personal Paragraphs.
Whitelaw Reid has just reached hfe
fiftieth mile stone.
Miss Cleveland writes her composi
tions with a gold pen. Her manu
scripts are very neat and her writing
is legible.
"It is never too late to learn."
Deacon Jabez McCall, of Lebanon,
eighty-three years old, is just now ac
quiring his first practical knowledge of
measles.
Mrs. Adeiina Patti is to receive only
$2,000 per night for her opera season
in Europe. In this country she got
$5,000 a night, and held her nose 3,000'
Eeet above timber-line because the
amount was so paltry.
Emperor William is eighty-eight
years of age; Bismarck is seventy-one,
Von Moltke will-be eighty-five in Octo
ber. Of the historic group at Ver
sailles in 1871, when the Empire was
proclaimed, the Crown Prince is the
only one that seems to have any con
siderable lease on life.
Richard Short, who tried to assas
sinate Captain Phelan, in 0 'Donovan
Rossa's New York office, was private
ly married to Kate Deasy, a sister of
one of the men hung for the slaughter
of Cavendish and Burke in Dublin.
Short's first wife died only a few months
ago in Cork.
Railroad president "Don't yon
think that rather exorbitant, Mr
Badger $11,000 for the lossofyoar
wife and her diamonds in the acci
dent?" Mr. Badger (indignantly)
"Exorbitant? Well, I should saynot
I value the diamonds alone at $10,
000. Mr. and Mrs. Allen D. Travis will
long remember Shrub Oak, a few miles
from Peekskill, because they passed
their wedding night there in a carriage
under the horseshed of a church, hav
ing been locked in the yard by the
sexton after their marriage. All their
shouts for relief were unavailing and
they resigned themselves to the situa
tion. Travis is 20 years old and his
wife is 18. Both live in Peekskill.
In Naples, Ontario county, Super
visor Irving Lyons, while restraining his
brother Simon, a lunatic, from doing
injury to himself or others, held him so
lone bv the throat that he was chocked
to death. The brother was making
most violent resistance and would,
without doubt, have killed him if he
could. A coroner's jury has exonerat
ed the Supervisor, who is overcome,
with sorrow.
Miss Minnie H. Vorhis, of Spencery
N. Y., received the Hall prize essay at
Elmira College and graduated in a.
halo of glory. The subject of her es
say was "The future of the Western
Man." Many people who read it in
Scribner's Magazine five years ago
thought it was good then. It vas
stolen by Miss Vorhis almost bodirj-
Rt. Hon. John Bright, the English
statesman, is again prostrated withill
ness similar to that which compelled,
his retirrment from the Cabinet in
1870. He is 74 years old,, and lis
friends fear that his constitution is
breaking. His physicians have order
ed that he shall take a prolonged rest
from public and private affairs.
Parasols.
Parasols are of a piece with the mil
linery. They have been growing
more pronounced for the past three
years and have reached the acme. The
sateen parasols for country wear are
printed on brilliant tulip, ro3e, and
daffodil patterns. The richer styles
are not only in high colors but embroid
ered and contrasted with decorative fan
cies in a crazy fashion that suggests the
freaks of lunatics rather that serious
intention.
The finest parasols are the black or
cream satin covered with plaited gauze
or real Spanish lace, with ivory or ebony
handles and hammered gold or silver
tops.
This year lace is used for a cover or
a full deep border put on fiat but not as
a ruffle. Sometimes the lace cover
falls over the edge of the foundation
silk or satin, but it does not greatly en
large it
Are Women Handsomer tlram
Men?
I never felt so thoroughly convinced"1,
(writes Clara Belle to the Cincinnati ;.
Enquirer) that women are really hand
somer than men as by the- 3igixt of
several of our favorite actors bereft o
mustaches. We have to go smooth
faced all the while, and yet most of ns
manage to do it prettily; but there
isn't one man in a hundred whose
countenance can stand on its naked,
merits. There is a popular young
actor named John Drew at Daly's
theater, and an actress on the- same
stage named Ada Rehan. They have -been
mimic sweethearts for imivsishV
years in modern comedies. Daly last"
revived an old play belonging to
period when mustaches were unfashion
able, and the actors concerned in the
representation were ordered to get
clean shaven. They obeyed, though
it is said that they postponed the
sacrifice until the last hour before the;
initial performance. Well, Drew is;
truly a frightful object. His revealed
mouth is simply dreadful. Perhaps it .
misses the weight of the mustache, and
will gradually come under symmetrieaJ
control, but on the occasion of its de
but it was a sad wreck. I am told
that Miss Rehan, on first encounter
ing him in the wings, ejaculated:
"Good heavens! is that the mouth I
have been kissing all along?"
Cinderella's Slipper.
London Globe: The origin of this--nursery
tale is sufficiently curious
About the year 1730 a French actor
of equal talent and wealth, named
Thevenard, in passing through the
streets of Paris, observed upon a cob
bler's stall the shoe of a female, which
struck him by the remarkable small
ness of its size. Jter admiring it for
some time he returned to his house,
but his thoughts reverted to the eho
with such intensity that he reappeared,
at the stall the next day, but the cob
bler could give no other clew to the
owner than that it had been left in his
absence, for the purpose of being re
paired. Day after day did Thevenard
return to his post to watch the rein
tegration of the slipper, which proceed
ed slowly; nor did the proprietor ap
pear to claim it. Although he had
completed the 60th year of his age so
extravagant became his passion for
the unknown fair one that he became
(were it possible for a Frenchman oi
that day to be so) melancholy and
miserable. His pain was, however,
somewhat appeased be the appearance
of the little foot itself, appertaining to
a pretty and youthful girl in the hum
blest class of life. All distinctions were
leveled at once by love; the actor
sought the parents of the damsel, pro-
cured their consent to the match, and
actually made her his wife.