BEYOND.
Jl wanderer far In the gloomy night
Had traversed bis way, alone,
for oompass, nor chart; nor beacon
light '
On his tortuous pathway shone;
And the storm came on like a demon's
, tread.
And, the labors of man were tost
On the seething tempest, as hope were
r fled,
And the weary soul were lost;
But soft, through that tempest's bll-
lowy, wrath,
A bright ray glinted across the path;
Like the voice of an angel far and
free,
Bang "Near er to Tneef
The -rage of that tempest, fierce and
wild,.
Like the marshal's hosts of wrong,
ZMspell'd as -he voice of the gentle
child
Continued Its heaven taught song,
And the wanderer bravely struggled
on
Toward that doubly sacred goal,
For the blissful light of a perfect dawn
Had gladdened his eager soul:
He stood transfixed by ai mystic spell,
As the song like an inspiration fell;
"Stffll ell my eong shall be.
Near er to Thee!"
O thus do the bitter storms conceal
The light of a perfect day;
Thus does the sacred song reveal
Hope's beauteous beacon ray;
Gethsemane heard the pilgrim's cry
That echoed In worlds above
The thunders that crashed from Sinai
But opened the gates of love;
The song that is echoing down the
years,
With their heaving tempest of doubt
and fears
The wanderer's compaBj and chart
shall be!
"Near er, my God, to Thee!
Near er to Thee!"
Cleveland Plaindealer.
A Story of Two Kisses.
OMFORTABLT ensconsed
aln an easy chair, her pretty
JruJ brunette head pressed lignt-
ly against the lace cushion,
the young Countess Eva de
Valrey sat motionless before
the fire, gazing dreamily
Into the hissing flames. One
f her little hands held a dainty
gauze screen before her face, while the
ther hung listlessly at her side, its
whitesness enhanced by her long black
gown, and the, open letter, which had
slipped from her fingers to the floor,
looked like a white bird with out
spread wines.
This letter, from her Aunt Yseult,
annoyed the young widow excessively,
with its reiterated entreaties for her
to marry again. Her aged and only
relative assured her that the position
of a widow of twenty-two years was
an impossible one, but Bva de Valrey
acknowledged, down, very far down,
. in the depth of her own heart, that
she had never been so happy as now.
Free, independent, with a beautiful
boy four years old she had - all the
pleasures of matrimony, and none of
its drawbacks!
"Husbands are a great trouble." she
thought "that is, judging by the one
I had. Aunt Tseult pretends that he
was an exception, but she seems to
forget that she herself introudced her
nephew to me, and assured me at the
time that he possessed every good
quality under the sun. I cannot
place much reliance on her now when
. she declares that she has suitors for
me - who . are absolute perfection,
Thanks, dear aunt; one experience is
quite enough for me."
She cot ud lansruidlv .and took
few steps through the room. The air
was fragrant with the scent of Parma
violets, of which great bunches filled
every nook, their soft tints blending
harmoniously with the mauve silk
which covered the walls, and making
the whole room seem like an enor
mous violet-sachet
"Shall I go and visit her at the
Chateau Grillon. as she entreats?"
she said thoughtfully. "Why should
I not? I suppose I need not be afraid
. of her marrying me off against my
will! Besides, it will be a good op
portunity to tell her, once for all, that
I intend to remain a widow forever!"
She sat down at a diminutive ebony
secretary, and the light, falling from
under the mauve silk shade of the
tall lamp near her, cast a soft aureole
round her lovely face, with its large
Drown eyes. Its delicately chiselled
nose, and its pouting lips, and ren
dered still more dazzling the pearly
lint 01 her skin.
Taking out a sheet of note-paper,
she wrote a few lines thanking her
dear aunt tor the invitation which shr
had so much pleasure in accepting.
Then she lapsed into revery again.
Bva had married the Count de' Val
" rey. not for love, but in order to
atone for what she considered a. grave
ffense. He had led a gay life, and
having arrived at an age when his
joints were stiff, and his gallant
speeches called forth only smiles of
contempt from their fair hearers, he
realized that it was time for him to
settle down. Accordingly, he applied
for assistance to his Aunt Yseult and
two days. later he was presented to
ifiva, a young orphan who had recent
ly returned home from her convent
school and was still studying under
a tutor, one count had no sooner
laid eyes on the lovely girl than he
mounted the hobby of. love apd set
out for the conquest of beauty. The
attentions of the old bachelor did not
trouble their recipient in the least.
Indeed, she found him rather amus
ing, and although his gallant speeches
sometimes Drought a momentary flush
to her satin cheek, that was their only
cirect, and lr anyone had said to her.
"Behold your husband," she would
have exclaimed with a ripple of
laughter, "I do not care for old rel
ics." One evening, when torrents of
rain were falling. Aunt Yseult and
the tutor were seated in a corner of
the drawing-room playing bezique.
and at the other end of the room Eva
was at the piano, with the Count de
Valrey beside her turning the leaves
' of the music. The alluring strains of
Brahm's waltzes, and the little "white
hands flying over the keys, . affected
the elderly lover to such a degree that
he exclaimed In a hushed whisper, as
he bent over her:
"Since I have known you, I have
appreciated beauty, grace, loveli-
'ness ;"
t"And did not do so before?" she
' asked merrily.
"I did not believe in them," he an
swered. "I thought that love was a
delusive thing invented by poets."
She laughed mockingly as she said:
"But you know better now, I sup
pose. Count?"
"Yes, I know too well." he whis
pered passionately. "I feel the .real
ity of the pangs, for I love you;"' and.
carried away by the earnestness of
his declaration, he stooped - over, and
stole a kiss.
A loud, harsh discord on the piano,
which made the card-players look
around fai wonder, was the only re
sponse to this act of temerity, and
Bva, offended and indignant closed
the plana without a word and left J
the room.
That kiss was a cataclysm, for, ac
cording to the girl's conventual ideas,
to be kissed by a man constituted a
crime for which marriage alone could
atone. The next day, therefore, m
spite of her heart's protestations, in
spite of her lover's age and unattract
iveness. she announced her willing
ness to marry the Count de Valrey,
without giving any reason ior ner
sudden determination, being ashamed
to confess to the stolen kiss.
For three years she took the ten-
derest care of her aged husband, who
soon became crabbed and Infirm, and
when he rendered up his soul ' to
heaven, the poor little widow wept,
not for him, but for, her vanished
girlish dreams. "
XI.
"Well, how do you like Raoul de
Melchede?" asked Aunt Yseult as,
seated under the thick shade of a
linden-tree in her park, she wound
off the silk from the skein which Eva
was holding for her.
"He's not bad," was tne repiy.
"Not bad!" repeated the old lady
Indignantly, brandishing the ball of
silk In the air. "tne scion or one or
our oldest families. Not bad! I should
think not!".
"I like his friend, Monsieur uavanne,
better."
We are not talking about him, my
dear."
"He is an artist of great talent."
"A miserable dauber! I lnyited him
merely as a companion for the mar
quis." The little countess broke out In a
peal of laughter and exclaimed:
Suppose tne poor ieiiow neara you,
aunt!"
The old lady shrugged her shoul
ders to express indifference, and Eva
continued teasingly:
"You said yourself that he had a
more distinguished bearing than the
Marquis de Melchede "
"Hush, .child don't De irreverent,
interrupted her hoairer sharply. "I
hope vou don't mean to allow your
self to be cajoled by a painter when
a marquis is courting you."
"You need not be alarmed, aunt.
I shall not take either one or the oth
er. I shall never marry again."
Whv net, I 6lioa 1 Hko to know?
cried the aunt furiously, and Eva
answered in a quiet tone:
I wish to devote myself entirely
to the education of my son; that is
enough for me to do, and I cannot
undertake the care of a husband
again."
"You are absurd, my dear.
"Why so? You yourself have never
married, and yet Aunt you get on
very well."
"That is a different thing, x nave
always been so much occupied .with
other people's marriages that I have
had no time to think or my own ionii
ness."
"Well, try to forget mine, I beg of
y- . . ...
"The marquis adores you; no win
persuade you."
"He?" I think not"
"We shall see we shall see!"
The old lady, exasperated by this
opposition, made a gesture of despair,
and then went Into the house, while
Eva ran in search pt her little boy,
who had taken advantage of the earn.
estness of the conversation to slip
away unperceived.
The young Countess de Valrey re
mained In the Chateau Grillon for
two months, amd during that time she
was besieged by the solicitations of
her aunt, and the adoration, more or
less open, of the Marquis de Melchede,
and Jacques Davanne, the artist. The
former, though far from prepossess
ing, with his angular frame and fair.
Insipid face, had the advantage of
family and title, besides being an ac
complished man of the world, - while
Davanne, who claimed no coat-off-
arms, made up for the deficiency by
bis frank and manly bearing and his
artistic talent, whldh was universally
acknowledged.
Eva de Valrey reflected upon the
respective merits of her two cavaliers,
and found that she was incapable of
making choice between them.
The sultry day was drawing to a
close, and a cool breeze springing up
blew softly through the leafy arches
of the great park of Grillon.
The setting sun seemed to linger In
its descent, bathing the whole horizon
In its gold and purple hues, and send
ing Its rays obliquely through the
foliage to the green moss below, where
they made little spots of brightness
among : the shadows. All nature
seemed to be flailing into a calm, ma-
jestao slumber.
Jacques Davanne walked slowly.
thoughtfully through the woods, deaf
to tne Harsh cries of the jays which
new away at his approach, uncon
scious of everything except 1.1s sorrow.
He could think of nothing but his love
ror tne young countess, and he lonsred
for courage, to throw Mmself at her
feet, to ask her to be his wife he. the
poor artist! While he stood pondering
at a place where several pathways
met he heard the sound of approach
ing footsteps, and, not wishine to be
discovered In his sad revery, he shrank
oacK into tne Shrubbery. The next
minute two persons appeared, and as
he caught sight of them, Davanne
turned pale with aeitatlon. TT mm
Eva de Valrey leaning on the arm of
tne marquis! Their conversation was
very earnest and the young widow's
ciear tones reached his ear as she ex
claimed: "You say you love me entirely. Why
then should I not return vou '
The breeze carried away the rest of
soe sentence as the couple passed on,
and Jacques Davanne rushed off in
me opposite direction. He was bro-
ecu, uesperaie, ior. me saw
that his love was Indeed hopeless; his
rival was preferred before him, and
tnere was notning- for htm to do but to
go away, to stifle his love and his
despair. Night fell, unfolding her
lions mantie spangled with silvery
stars, and stall the mourner wandered
on under the spreading trees.. In the
nateau trrffllon all were sleenine-.
and the only sound to the forest was
tne plaintive voice of the screech-owl.
.. j..WIU a. tree matte an-
swer to the sighs of the wanderer.
m.
In the little Oriental parlor of the
Chateau, sunbeams were coming
through the chinks of the closed
blinds, and falling in long, slender
lines of brightness upon the matting
TYiuiuu cuverea tne noor.
Eval de Valrey was gazing absently
at her little son, who, sitting on a
stool at her feet, was playing noisily
with a wooden horse. Leaning- back
on the sofa, she reflected with a smile
upon tne success of the trick she had
played on the marquis the evening
before, and on her aunt's look of hor
ror when told of the deception.
Suddenly Jacques Davanna ' In
travelling attire entered the room. At
sight of the young countess he drew
back hastily, and would have retired
but that she spoke to hirn.
"Well, Monsieur Davanne, are you
very anxious to escape from me?" she
asked gently..
Ah, no, mad am e, on the contrary;
but but" he stammered, "X am albout
to leave uruion."
"You also?" she said 'with some
bitterness. "Them the) marquis i has
told you?" , '
"He has told me., nothing, but I
know too well, and I cannot stay
here and witness his triumph, his hap
piness. Ah, do not think I bate or
envy Mm lha simple truth is, I have
been dreaming such dreams of bliss
that my heart, in falling suddenly
from the height of Its mad hopes, has
received a fatal wound." -
"What do you mean?" said Eva
sadly, motioning fliim to - sit beside
her on the sofa. "What has happened
to grieve you so? . Tell me your
trouble." ' ;
He too the proffered seat and an-
swered slowly:
- "Do not mock me with your sym
pathy. That will only make-my mis
ery more keen. Last night In the
park," I heard a fragment of your con
versation with Raoul de Melchede."
"What then?" she asked, and he ex
claimed excitedly:
"What then? Do you want -to hear
me say that I love you madly? You
know that, amd so you also know how
I suffer at this moment. I had hoped
to accomplish the -Impossible I, the
poor artist had dared to think that
the rich countess might be my wife.
Fool that I was, nothing less than
bearing my doom from your own lips
would convince me of my folly! Ah,
fool, fool!" . , '
His emotion was so great that Eva
trembled as she heard him, amd, striv
ing in vain to speak calmly, she asked
In a whisper: - .
"What did you hear last night?'
"I heard you say to him, 'Why then
should I not return your love,' " re
plied the artist and Eva smiled as
she exclaimed
'But let me tell you, Mr. Eaves
dropper, what the rest of the sentence
was. I said: "But first I must tell
you frankly that I have lately lost
my. all through unfortunate, invest
ments, so that I and my child will be
entirely dependent on my husband!"
Her tone was so earnest and sinacre
that Davanne was completely de
ceived, as the other suitor had been,
and ne answered with a sigh
"Suoh a consideration could have no
weight with Raoul, where there was
a question of winning you, madame.
"Your friend the marquis," added
Eva in a tone of contempt "asked
me to say the words once more, so
great was nis dismay; then with a
deep bow he told me that, althoguh
he adored me, he knew his family
would. not approve of his marrying a
woman with no dower, and with deep
regret he took nls departure."
- "It Is impossible,'' said Davanne, In
amazement; he never will relinquish
you
"He has done It so completely that
he is now on the way to Paris," and
Grillon will see him no. more," she
said.
A ray of hope pierced through the
darkness of her listener's despair, and
he said slowly:
"If yo-x could but" have confidence In
me, in my talent! I promise you
would make you -rich, and happy, and
your child would be as my own."
At that moment the little boy looked
up at the distressed face of the speak
er, and, climbing -up on the sofa, he
said, consolingly
"What Is the matter? Are you go
ing to cry? Look, mamma, he is so
sad! Let him kiss you as I do, and
than he will not cry!'
Before his astonished hearers could
stop him, he put a little arm around
the neck of each and drew their heads
together until their faces met, and
Jacques Davanne, unable to resist
the child's ' mandate, touched his lips
to tne sort cheek of the youne mother.
Eva de Valrey made no. demur' when
ror tne .-second time in her life she
was conquered by a kiss, for her whole
heart, answering to the sweetness of
the caress, told her that now Indeed
sue loved!
UNCLE SAM'S NEW BANK NOTES.
-
They Will Be Truly Artistic, With Al
legorical and Historical Designs.
To most men the beautv of a TTnltorl
Sfates note depends less on the artistic
value or the picture engraved upon it
than on the size of the plain number
stamped upon its face. But persons
of artistic sensibilities have long de
sired a change of the designs that
would make the currency creditable
from an aesthetic standpoint. Among
tnose wno snare in this desire is
Chief Claude M. Johnson, of the bu
reau of engraving and printing. After
many months of effort he converted
the secretary of the treasury to his
views.
Mr. Johnson believes that the United
States notes of issue . should In each
denomination represent in their de
signs some idea typical of the repub
lic, or Illustrative of its growth, pow
er, history, or resources. He there
fore obtained from leading artists for
a new style of notes. All of our notes
are very plain. Their designs consist
ror the most part of portraits of pres
idents, generals, statesmen and prom
inent officials, In combination with
more or less elaborate scroll work.
There Is nothing characteristic about
them except plainness and paucity of
uesigu. ...
Chief Johnson has already secured
designs for the new one, five and ten
dollar certificates, and the plates are
being engraved. The present $1 silver
certificate has on its face the portrait
of Martha Washington, "One Silver
Dollar" on a scroll in lathe work on
the left and another scroll in the cen
tre. The new $1 certificates have been
designed by Will H. Low, the New
York artist. The engraving repre
sents History and Youth. . . .-
History is represented by a beautiful
woman, who sits at the left upon the
ledge of a great window adorned par
tially by the American flag. She
points to the Washington monument
in the distance, across the Potomac
river, and to the capitol, still further
away. A youth, encircled by her oth
er arm, follows her gaze "with ambi
tion stamped upon his features. On
the opposite end of the ledge stands a
printed book, on which, with a strong
glass, one can read the first para
graphs of the- constitution of the
United States. The whole is framed
in a series of small portraits of the
great men of the nation, among whom
are authors and inventors, as well as
those who have attained fame in the
public service.
Fully as great a change will be made
in the design of the $5 silver certi
ficate. It now has a portrait of Grant,
with lathe work and scrolls on which
is printed the denomination. The new
design is by Walter Shirlaw, and is
considered the strongest of all so far
approved.- It is allegorical and repre
sents the power, genius and strength
of the country. Liberty is represented
by a beautiful woman in graceful
robes standing upon 'the globe, with
her feet resting upon North .America.
In her hand she holds an incandescent
electric light from which a ribbon
runs .to lightning-torn clouds at the
left
Clutching those clouds is Force, a
powerful man, who also controls three
terrified horses bitched to a chariot
At the right of Liberty the dome and
the senate wing of the capltol can be
seen in . the , background. - Partially
hiding it is another female figure hold
ing aloft a dove, and below a scroll.
This represents Peace and Law. At
the left of Liberty a typical American
eagle is poised, and on the other side
sits Fame, a third female figure, pro
claiming the glory of the country
through a trumpet of great length.
. Thomas F. Morris, of the engraving
bureau, designed the new ten-dollar
silver certificates; but his design has
been elaborated by Mr. Shirlaw. It
represents the new American navy.
Two white cruisers are seen upon the
ocean, one coming bbw on at the left
of the note, and' the other showing
her port Bide in the center background.
A large sitting figure leaning upon a
hamflfer'at the right hand corner rep
resents the shipbuilders. Two infantile
Neptunes with tridents, dolphins and
shallhsh grace (the lower left-hand
corner of the note. .This is such a
good design, that it may be used for
notes of higher denominations than
?10. Portraits of public men are
henceforth to be put on the back of
the notes, and not onthe front where
they now appear.
EASY TO READ CHARACTER.
Anybody Can Do It Knowing How
Is the Thing.
There Is a whole world of telltale in
dications in the top or apex of the
ear, and it would be a good thing if
young girls were to form the habit of
casting a glance at that part of the
anatomy of their callers and admirers
and make a mental note for their own
guidance by what they see there.
If the top of the ear. lies close-to the
head and the ridge is straight or gent
ly rounded the young man that owns
that kind of an ear maybe counted
as being eminently proper and as
harmless as a . lamb. But if -the top
starts away from the head at a well
defined angle and runs up to a point
before .turning down to become the
back ridge of the ear well, that young
man had better be kept at a good, safe
distance. That's the faun ear, the
satyr ear, . and when those wise old
Greeks gave to the capering compan
ions of the nymphs of the woods goat
legs and goat ears they knew what
they were about Men havn't changed
one whit either, and that point to
the ear is just as full of character and
warning today as it was when Bac
chus was doing business at the old
sign of "The Rollicking Rams."
The value of such a pointer as the
above to a young woman who is both
ered by a superfluity of suitors and
is under the painful necessity of mak
ing some choice from among them it
would be difficult to estimate. She
will immediately get rid of some of
them by inditing some such an epistle
as this to them:
Sir: For the first time since our
acquaintance began I observed the
contour of your ears last night while
you were Stooping down to put on
my overshoes. On . referring to my
"Guide Book of Character" I made
the shocking discovery that they be
long to what is there described as the
"satyr type." I am therefore under
the painful necessity of. informing you
that your attentions to me must cease
at once. Nobody with satyr ears shall
ever become the wife of your much
disappointed - ' GAL. ,
THUMBS TELL EVERYTHING.
The value of the discoveries made
is greatly enhanced by their simplic
ity. Any fool can understand them.
A. lot has been written about palmis
try, but palmistry is as complicated
as the eleven books of Euclid. It
abounds in charts and diagrams. And
then when you have learned '. how to
decipher .all of the crow tracks and
Ken scratches on the palm, you can't
always get the person you are inter
ested in to submit his hand for ex
amination. : All you need concern
Yourself with Is the .thumbs. Hear
the oracle: . '. .
The thumb is a remarkable indicator
of its owner's -bodily ' and mental con
dition. Let mothers watch their chil
dren's thumbs, and if they stick out
"boldly it is an unfailing indication of
good health and aggressive disposi
tion, while if they have a tendency to
seek the shelter of the fingers it
means feeble health and subservient
will.
.The weak man's thumb is weak and
pendant, the strong man's thumb is
strong and erect. You can tell from
a glance at a man's thumbs whether
he is an aimless thinker, or a man
who carries his ideas or somebody
else's - into action. Mark well the
thumbs of the ladies of your choice.
if the girl's thumb, be it ever so pret
tily rosy, has a tendency to stand at
right angles to the hand well the
gray mare will need a bit, that's all;
while if it lies flat or droops a little
you can count on martial submission
to . the master mind, and that's the
sort of domestic paradise all thd sons
of Adam are looking for.
What excuse has a man for falling
In love with the . wrong sort of girl
after a tip like that? None whatever.
Preitty faces are all very well, but If
they don't go along with, the right
sort of thumb" the man who knows
enough to put two and two together
will have none of them. And then the
capitalist who wants to hire a- man
for a good hard thinking job will not
engage a man whose thumbs indicate
that his thinking doesn't amount to
anything. By the way, It- would be
rather interesting to ascertain just
how many of that sort of thumbs there
are in congress.
The . man who leans bacjc in his
chair when he smokes - his cigar and
takes it out of his mouth frequently
and watches the smoke wreathes curl
over his head is a frank, genial, whole
souled sort of fellow, fond of the good
things of this life, but equally fond of
sharing them with his. friends. The
man who takes short, quick puffs at
his cigar and often chews savagely
at the butt belongs to the selfish, ag
gressive type, who look out for himself
first last and all the time. He never
forgives and never forgets. He is a
good man to let alone, but above all
things never' make an enemy of him!
PROPOSALS OF MARRIAGE.
Statistics of How Men and Women
Act at an Interesting Moment.
There is a clever statistician who
could teach a thing or two to the nov
elist This statistician has attempted
to classify the action and methods of
proposals, and. as a result has pre
sented tabulated figures extremely in
teresting to psychologists, says the
Philadelphia Times. Out of one hun
dred cases thirty-six gentlemen take the
lady in their arms, sixty-seven, gentle
men kiss ladv on lip. four gentlemen
Wss lsfayon cheek, three gentlemen
show very giocd taste by kissing lady on
eyes, and two gentlemen kiss lady on
hand. It is to be1 presumed these two
out of a hundred are the timid, diffi
dent kind, though it is possible tbat
they might be of the quietly sentimen
tal nature. One gentleman kisses lady
on nose.- It must bei added that , the
statistician is careful to insert the
saving clause (by mistake). There is
even a record of a man kissing a lady
on edge of shawl, but, thank goodness,
there la only one In a hundred and tne
chances are that this wan Is peculiar,
Seventy-two hold lady's hand, seven
teen hold it very tightly, fourteen
have lumps in their throats and nine
exclaim aloud: "Thank God!" Only
seven out of a hundred declare them
selves to be deliriously happy and
five are too full for utterance. Threa
out of a hundred stand on one foot
when they make proposal and two go
down on one knee, while nine make
a .formal preludes-something like the
slow music in the play, we suppose,
when the villain appeals to heaven to
witness , the consuming flame of his
affections for the heart he plots to
ruin. etc. - -
The behavior of the lady under the
circumstances is equally entertaining
and instructive. Out of a hundred
cases eighty-one sink into the arms of
gentleman, sixty-eight rest their heads
on gentleman's breast and only one
sinks into the arms of a chair; eleven
clasp their arms around the gentle-;
man's neck, six weep tears of joy
silently and forty-four . weep tears
aloud whatever that, means; seventy-
two have eyes full of love, and ntne
out of a hundred rush from the room
and tell everybody. Only four are
greatly surprised, and eighty-seven of
a hundred knew that something was
coming. Five giggle hysterically and
one even sneezes. Only one of a hun
dred struggles not to be kissed, while
six . kiss gentleman first If we be
lieve the statistician, one out; of a hun
dred women will say: "Yes, but" don't
be a fool." "
SHOSHONE FALLS.
Phenomena Which Give Rise to Stories
About This Wonderland.
Strange stories are told of phenom
ena that appear at the Shoshone falls.
Sometimes when the air is perfectly
still the spray arises several hundred
feet above tile walls of the canyon
and can be seen on the plains at a con
siderable distance. Then for days and
weeks at a time there is scarcely any
spray at all. Often the whole canyon
around the falls will be filled with
spray, and every bark and rock will
drip with moisture. Again it will be
as clear as a frosty night under tne
same conditions from influences that
no one has been able to discover or
explain.
Often above the monotone of the
falling waters weird sounds may be
heard unlike any that were ever
nemed .and can be compared to no
other, ana again rrom time to time a
sudden throbbing is audible, measured
by regular intervals, like beating of a
human pulse. These, too, proceed
from no apparent cause, and science
has been unable to solve their mys
tery. -
At the crest of the highest rock in
the center of the Shoshone falls is the
nest of an eagle, and for thirty-four
years the same bird has come regular
ly on the 26th, 27th, or 28th of March
to repair and reoccupy it and raise a
brood of young. Charley Walgomet
first noticed her when he located here
in 1860. The nest was standing then,
and as long as be lived there, until
five years ago, he kept a record of her
reappearance. She never varied more
than three days in her arrival. Since
his time the record has been kept by
others, who testify to the same regu
larity. The spray from the falls carries t
sediment which clings like, frost to
the window of the little hotel and can
be scraped off with ' a knife. Mr.
Keller, who keeps the place, says that
they clean the glass every spring by
laying the sashes flat and pouring
upon them a solution of vinegar and
salt "After they have soaked for three
or four days the coating can be wiped
off with a cloth, but In a few weeks
the glass is covered again, as if it
was frosted. The scrapings look like
the dust of lime. The same sediment
clings to the leaves of the trees and
vegetables that are grown around the
place and can be scraped off the rocks
and the face of the bare clay. Chi
cago Record.
HOP INTELLIGENCE.
Moderate orders are still eomlng
from London for Pacific coast hops,
the English trade preferring them to
the state goods this year Hence for
the qualities suitable to the wants of
shippers the nfarket Is steady, possibly
a little firm on very high grade. There
is quiet trading with brewers and the
donrand is fairly divided between tne
state and Western' hops. Some of .the
large brewers seem to feel confidence
in the position of choice goods, but
they have already secured fair stocks
and are Inclined to follow the market
along rather conservatively. Between
dealers there .are not many trades
and the lack of business on the open
market makes it difficult to determine
the real value of hops. We retain 11c
as an inside rate for strictly choice
state or Pacific coast; it is certain
that they could not be bought for less,
and we hear of fancy long growths
holding for more money. Good to
prime qualities are quoted at 8i10c,
largely on sales to brewers, and there
are a number of the lower grades, es
pecially of states, .offering from 8c
downward. So many of the recent
samples received from this state are
of common qualities that it is thought
the best of the crop has either been
already marketed or is not offering
to any -extent at present Still some
interest in yearlings and values steady.
Old olds dull.
State, 1894: choice, per lb 11 f?
State, 1894, good to prime. . . . 8S10
State, 1894, common to fair. ... 6 8
Pacific coast 1894, choice; lb. .11 ff
Pacific C, 1894, good to prime. . 8Wi?10
Pacific C.,1894. com. to fair 7 f? 8
State or Pacific C, 1893. lb. . SWft.
State or Pacific C, old olds. ... 2 a
N. Y. Price Current 12th.
THE POTATO WILL BE .KING.
The potato, not wheat 1 the civil
ized world's staple food. The princi
pal European countries that produced
close upon . three billion bushels of
potatoes In .1893, raised only two bil
lions of wheat and all their imports
did not make the wheat supply ap
proach the consumption of- potatoes
In America this coudition Is reversed,
the potato crop averaging only 33 to
50 per cent of the amount of wheat
Yet potatoes now bring more money
per bushel than wheat and yield five
to eight times as many bushels per
acre. The average yield per acre ror
the five crops 1890-4 was of potatoes
68 bushels and of wheat 13 bushels,
while the December farm price has
averaged 60c and 66c respectively.
Potatoes are worth fully as much for
this rJerlod as during a like period 15
years ago, while wheat has declined
over 50 per cent cotton quite as
much, wool even more. The conclu
sion is irresistible that the potato may
be more , extensively grown than at
present and still- be more profitable
than many other -staple crops. It has
been one. of the best money crops for
the Colorado. farmer for many years.
This fact will be quickly grasped by
farmers generally,- and the new year
is likely to -witness a boom , in potato
growing. - Hence the importance of
the best and most economical methods,
that the- new crop may be grown at
the least expense - and yield a fair
margin of profit above the
lower
prices that will naturally follow. The i
slovenly grower will not be "In It" in
this new potato culture. Those who
make 150 to 400 bushels per acre with-
out more than ordinary expense,, will
be the farmers who are satisfied with
the potato crop of 1895. American
Agriculturist. . ;
BIRTHPLACE OF THE BROWNIES.
Commonplace - Surroundings Amid
Which They Came Into Being.
New York Sun:. Probably very few
people who have met the brownies in
one quarter of the world or another
know that . these interesting " people
first saw' the light through the north
window of a room in an office building
In lower Broadway. They come into
the world with' the roar of the street
and the prosaic bell of the cable car,
the first sounds likely to fall upon
their ears. There- is nothing nearer
the supernatural about the surround
ings in which" they are born. The
other floors of the .buildings are occu
pied by wholesale dealers in such ar
ticles as coats, hats," and snoes, wnicn
even 1 the mysterious brownies have
adopted. . ,
Palmer Cox's' studio Is not a room
that looks as if it had served for so
long as the birthplace of these unique
little figures. It looks very mucn ie
the sitting-room of. a country rami
house after the successful visit of an
enterprising peddler. The " light , that
falls through the four large windows
floods the room. There, is a stove to
heat it and behind a screen in one
coraer an industrious typewriter is at
work. Nothing suggests that the
quaint figures hung about the room
in the form of dolls, in pictures,
woven into rugs, and grinning on
Dieces of stamped calico originated
here. But the small siant-toppeci
desks, covered with a piece of blotting
paper, entirely plain, and facing a
window through which the light pours,
wa3 the cradle of most of the brownie
brood. Some of the first for the old
est brownies are not of native birth
came into this world by way of Can
ada. But the dude, the Irishman, the
policeman, like , the great majority of
the rank and file of the brownie band.
were born down in that office building
on Broadway.
The oldest brownie in the lot is now
14 years old. It was in 18S1 that Mr.
Cox drew him. Until that time he had
written stories for children and made
their characters animals that talked
like human beings. . But children
found an element of unreality in this
that made their sympathy with them
incomplete. They and Mr. Cox too
wanted characters who could have all
the humor of the brownies, enjoy
themselves just as much, and draw
for their readers such sound and un-
obstrusive morals .as are always the
sum of brownie experience. So when
Mr. Cox thought of the old Scotch
tradition of the brownie tribej which
he had often heard of from his Scotch
neighbors in Canada, they seemed to
be just the sort of people he wanted
In his books to take the place of the
talking animals.- The publishers were
not inclined to listen to his proposals
about' writing a fairy story. . They
wanted the animals kept up, s and
fairies, they said, had already been
written about by so many famous
authors. But ' one of the brewnie
stories was published in 1881, and
since that time their creator has nev
er written about anything else
drawn anything other than the little
figures which have made, his -fame,
and are now doing all they can in the
characteristic, fussy, energetic brownie
manner to make his fortune. "
Mr. Cox takes his brownies very
seriously. He talks , about them with
the solicitude of a parent. He takes
more interest in their adventures than
a child would, and as he sits in his
studio one would judge from his tone
that he expected the brownies on the
walls to drop into his lap and talk
there have been a-hundred stories since
ha wrote the first brownie story, and
there have been a hunder stories since
that time. But Mr. Cox says that his
ideas travel faster ... than his hands,
and that his fingers are tired when
there is plenty inspiration . left. The
first successful brownie story Mr
Cox says it seemed an impossibility
ever to repeat. The third . he was
quite certain could never be accom
plished. But it was an. easier matter
than its predecessor, and the ideas
have, come more easily to Mr. -Cox'i
pen for every succeeding story.
The familiar physical traits of the
brownies were discovered accidentally,
There was an alphabet to be designed
and Mr. Cox drew some figures on
which the letters could be placed. He
decided to draw them on the stom
achs and chests of the little men who
were supporting them. This requires
them to. have large bodies, and in or
der not to detract from the prominence
of the letter it was necesary that their
legs should be small and their -heads
as Inconspicuous as possible. Of
course anybody can see that a figure
of such proportions must have been
a brownie, whether intended to be
one or not But the Idea of the little
figures came to Mr. Cox in this way
The Stories descriptive of the brownies'
adventures are always written before
any of the pictures are drawn. Thus,
when the brownies went traveling and
reached Spain, Mr. Cox- remembered
bull fights and had straightway a pic
ture in his mind's eye of the brownies
being chased from the arena by a
bull. So he wrote the story about it
and drew the picture afterward.
None of the brownies has ever passed
out of the owner's control. When
their pictures were printed first in the
magazines It was with the condition
that they remain the property of the
artist to be returned to him when
the brownies got into a book. - In
whatever magazine they, were printed
they were used only temporarily, and
they remained the property of their
creator. At first there were no such
interesting variations in the race as
the dude brownies or any- of the na
tional brownies. - As these types were
drawn Mr. Cox had them copyrighted
at Washington, and nobody can use
them. The brownies in jewelry, calico
and carpets have been sold to different
companies that pay Mr. Cox a royalty
for their use and the figures are copy
righted. Now that they have got onto
the stage the brownie costumes and
accessories are so protected that they
can never get under other control
than Mr. Cox's.
A WINDER'S DREAM.
At Monte Carlo a week or two ago
the decorous quiet which .generally
reigns in the Salon d'Or was amus
ingly ruffled.
While the solemn function of dis
playing, mixing and . shuffling the
cards, which precedes the beginning
of the play, was being gone through,
a gentleman walked up to the tables,
deliberately counted out a lot of bank
notes, in value five hundred pounds,
and placed them on blacky
This somewhat unusual occurrence
of staking' a maximum- before the play
ror the day bad begun naturally at
tracted attention, and. a bystander re
marked: - v - - - ' .
"Rather bold play, sir." - M I
"Well," said the nlaver, "I dreamed
last night that I Saw the table exactly
as it is now. ' ami on the first coup
blfick won." ,
The cards' being duly cut, the tailleur
proceeded, watched by the onlookers
with unusual interest, to deal out the
cards: for the first coup,
and black?
won.
A suppressed "Oh!" from! the! b-
standers greeted the announcement, .
and then from across the table came.
tones of agonized entreaty, a lady a '
voice: "what did you hava ror suppee
last night? Do tell me." The AmuSr-
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GIVEN UP ALL HOPE
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Treated by Specialists Seven Months
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BODY RUNNING SORES.
Condition Terrible. Life a Burden
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