flAB'i rUK'CBlCKEUS.
AH ACCIDBST.
'Here comes a country-woman o(
mi, " gaid Fairweather, of Mew York, to
Count Oscar Von Held, as the two young
men were strolling along the Unter don
Linden. '
"I never yet have known one or your
fair Americans," answered Von Held.
"I fancy they are a charming mixture of
personal grace and republican aim-
simplicity! You Europeans won't
And much of that in our girls. Why,
they ought to be 11. We spend plenty
of money on them. Now this Miss War
ren we're just meeting, she's had thou
sands spent on her education."
Von Hold re ip jnded with an inscruta
ble German "Sol" the only word of his
native tongue that forced its way
through his fluent and excellent En
glish. He found it Impossible to con
(act a conversation both politely and
prudently without using the familiar
syllable that lent itself to any moaning
or covered all meaning.
"Sue s wun ner miner, r airweatner
went on. "He's rich ss Croosus large
mill-owner. 1 11 introduce yon as they
"She is very beautiful," said Von
WaI.1: "tall and slight, brown eyes,
lovely chestnut hair, and what a porfect
crimson on what a perfoct cheek! She
baa the softness and brightness of your
autumn landscape, I fancy," and he
fluihed slightly in the fashion peculiar
to the uerman utonue. out on ncia
WAS neither bashful nor awkward. He
was a tall, good-looking fellow of thirty
flvn. with a loner yellow mustache, pleas
ant blue eyes, much experience in the
bent society in r.urope, ana much given
to formulating his views in neat, careful
phrases.
"George 1" exclaimed Fair weather, as
Hiss warren came near, -sues grown
handsomer than ever. She's got ohio.
That's from six months in Paris. Why.
that eirl's musio alone cost at least ten
thousand dollars."
"Then," observed Von Held, interro
gatively, "she may be said to represent
capital invested?"
"Exactly. Here they are." Ind the
ronnt was duly presented.
Mr. Warren's greeting was: "Glad to
make your acquaintance, sir. How are
you, sir?" in a very loud voice, and with
a show of feeling perfectly at home.
Then be shook hands with the friendly
grip current among brother mill-owners
in Eastern Massachusetts. Tho Count
bent his blue eyes on him iu the quiet
est observation, and returned the "How
are you, sir?" and the grip with that last
test of true politeness mo sacrinee oi
personal taste and pride to put another,
of inferior breeding, st his ease.
But MiBS Warren was unimpeachable;
dignified, calm, slow of gaze, apt in
sneeuh. everything tuat tne fathor was
not.
"Where did she learn it all? How did
she come by that grace and propriety?"
asked the puzzled foreigner when he had
Darted from the Americans. "Is the
mother charming?"
"Mother's a manikin." answered Fair
weather; "dried-up party in black silk;
never says much. Dora Warren is the
new American girl; just adopts luxury,
accomplishments, manners, style, and
wears em as she wears her clothes as if
they were made to order expressly for
her. She s the only daughter, too: go
ine to have a fortune cool million at
least."
"I've always been interested in Amor
ioa." remarked Von Hold just here. "The
notion of a republio has long hold a sort
of oharm for me. I thick I must have a
trip out there."
Fairweather kopt a discouraging si'
lenoe, frowned slightly, and stared at
some distant objeot.
"From boyhood." the Count went on.
"I've had a dream of republicanism no
caste distinctions, only those of personal
merit. LeComte's views have impressed
me strongly. I feol our Old World man
acles of dignities and prejudices slipping
off. l want something fresb, pure, sim
ple. I hoj ? to find it in your country."
"You'll find nothing 'green' (as we
say) in America, count," answered Fair
weather, with an attempt at good nature.
Then remembering an engagement, he
walked off, muttering to himself, "The
fellow's poor. He'd like some Yankee
monoy. Sorry I introduced him. Dora's
a beauty."
A few days later, when Von Held
called on ihe Warren family, he spoke of
his intended trip, whereupon Mr. War
ren said: "Well, we can't brag of castles,
bnt I'll show you mills. We Bhall be
at onr seaside place at Rockport the first
of J une. Come there, and stay with us."
Von Held explained, while thanking
him, "I go to America to gratify the
longing of years to enjoy a young civili
zation; to find somothing more natural,
more vigorous, than our old types of
humanity."
After the German had gone Warren
nodded knowingly to his wife, with:
"Talk to the marines. I've found out
all about that young count. Anoient
family, splendid edncation, nice old cas
tle, but poor; actually hasn't means to
keep up the place."
"He's a gentleman," remarked Dora.
"What's that, miss?" said Warren, in
the tone, half banter and half reproof,
yet wholly pride and affection, with
which he always addressed bis handsome
creature he hail the luck to call daughter.
"What's that, miss? A gentleman, is he?
Well, we don't want him, do we? Let
him keep his aristocracy, eh!"
"There is something in birth and
breeding, pnpa. Fairweather, with all
his money and all his boasting, can't im
press one as this quiet German does."
"Impress! Whom doos he impress,
miss, eh? Me or you?"
un, nave your jose, papa; uut
know what I mean perfectly." Dora was
never embarrassed about men. As an
American belle, she had been too long
surrounded by admirers to treat their
existence otherwise than a matter of
course. So she straightened her fichu
jn front of the gloss quite cooUy, and met
her own reflecting eyes with a calm ac
ceptance of their limped beauty that was
something more dignified yet more vain
than vanity itself.
When she had left the room Mr. War
fen said to his wife, "Sarah, do yoa sup
pose our Dorry is taken with this foreign
fellow?"
Mrs. Warren had a strong claim to
gentility, based upon being naturally
ot giten to much talking. nd
artificially barricaded Jn the best black
"i Lw ber husband thought the
clothing most suited to her years and es
tate, and always bought himself in the
heaviest grados. She answered, slowly,
I think, Samnel, our Dora is fit for any
society, and could grace any Europoan
title."
"So do I, 8arah-so do I. There's no
discount on Dora; but the question is, is
this chap worthy of her, and will she be
likely to accopt him?"
"Somehow I think she would. I never
noara her say as much in praise of any
"All right, Sarah; I've got money
and I'm not toinar to stand in Dorrr'i
light. She shall marry just whom she
likes. Of oourse, I'd rather she didn't
fancy a nobleman. I'm republican to
mo uocmone. mm, u its Dorry whim
way "
"Don't make believe ta m RAmn1 1
Mrs. Warren gravely reprovod him ; "you
want Dorry to marry high just as much
aa i ao.
"Now. Sarah." he lauchod. flroodhnm,
oredly, "don't you get too sharp." Thon
he kissed her and whistled a tune. Just
before dozing off to sleep that night he
asked: "Sarah, can Dorry speak in this
count's own language? All his family
luiguim speak ingusn as well as
does."
"Dora speaks German, her teacher
says, well enough to talk to the emporor
himself."
"All right, Sarah; I thought so, but
wasn't certain," ond he foil tranquilly
asleep.
About the middle of the following
June, when the family where home from
their European tour, and had settled at
their Rockport place, Mr. Warren an
nounced one day at the dinner table,
"I ve a letter from Count voh Held."
Mrs. Warren, long unused to changing
coior, aciuauy nusnoa witn doligbt, and
looked significantly at Dora, who re
turned the look with frank complacency,
Phil, the only son, and inheritor of
all the mill property, bawled out. in
bud voice that was his most remarkable
characteristic, "Who's Von What's-his
namo, anyhow?
Dora calmly explained, "He's a Gor
man gentleman whom we met in Berlin
and found to be very agreeable.
"Is he coming hero, father?" demanded
rim.
"Yes, he is coming to-morrow."
lo-niorrow, accordingly, he came
Dora floated into the drawincr-room
lovely as a dream, dressed in white mus
lin sublimated with Valenciennes, and
directly from the band of Worth.
Von Hold's blue eyes promptly paid
to such beauty the tribute of an admir
ing gaze, ever returning to her face, and
as often deprecating its own insatiable
ness. A queen couldn't ask a more re
spectful homage, and like a queen the
American girl reoeivod it, as self-poised
astbo foreigner himself, and as per
fectly well placed in the luxurious
drawing-room as a gem would be in a
setting.
"Very glad to renew your acquaintance,
sir, was Mr. Warrens greeting. "I
hone vou'U cet alonir with our plain, re
publican way of living."
"Plain?" echoed Von Held. "Why,
this villa is one of the finest 1 ever saw
and your grounds are almost an English
park. There's nothing here but taste and
opulence."
"Well and the happy proprietor
smiled contentodly "well.Count.I don't
mind confessing this sea-shore place
cost me something like half a million
A little money, you know, buys every
thing."
"So! responded Von Held, resorting
to his useful Uerman monosyllable.
The guest was soon at borne in the
superb house, and filled it with plenty
of distinguished callers. Members of
the German legation dropped in in friend
ly fashion; so did the i rencb and Italian
ministers. Dora conversed with each in
his own tongue; then she would play and
sing to Von Held all the summer even'
ings. while the perfume of rare flowers
and the flood of moonlight made a sort of
witchery in the room.
The count said to her one day: "
never cease to wondor at your varied ac
comphshments, your taste, your perfect
self-possession and perfect pardon me."
He stopped, checked by the slow gaze of
her brown eyes; but she understood the
compliment as plainly and with less sac
rifice of dignity than if she had received
it in words. "You have nothing of what
I expected to find in this new country,
you would grace a European court."
"Thanks, returneu v ora wun tne ion
euor proper to a much-beflattered wo
man. "I hope you won't be shocked by
such crudities as still exist in our society
here."
Oh," responded Von Held, "under
stand me. pray. I like all strong char
actoristics. Independence, freedom of
speech, orignalityof thought, quaintness
of expression, l acimire greatly, even
if they are not always in the most refined
taste."
Dora smiled, and understood another
and subtler compliment that embraced
even her surroundings.
Von Held a patience with 1 ml, the
most noisy of Yankee boys, made Papa
Warren remark, with a significant laugh,
'You see. Sarah, our guest wants to be
friendly with all the family."
Friends the two certainly were, and
went off on long tramps and fishing ex
cursions together. On such occasions
the boy, fiuding the foreign name too
hard, addressed von neia as .air.
Count," or oftenor with only the jolly
hsil, "I say."
One day Phil screamed from a long
distance down the river bank (it was his
peculiarity toyell his conversation across
wide distances) : "Mr. Count, I soy, to
morrow's the Fourth: You'll have to get
up early if you go out with mo."
Oh yes, 1 H get up. it s your na
tional holiday.'
ii.k mi alwavs tret ud early to
fire crackers. Got a bite?"
"So. Is Bab the dog?"
"Dog? No; Bab's a girl."
A laborer in a fiold across the river
looked npand answered, "Hallo!" think
ing the remark was addresed to him.
"Ain't talking to you," Phil explained,
fortissimo, then trumpeted out the in
formation: "Bab is Barbara Chase. She's
my cousin. Her mother is father's sis
ter. Her father's dead. She's awfully
poor. We ain't. But she's a nice girl.
She's seventeen. She's a little taller
than I am. I'm thirteen. I'll soon
catch op to her."
"I'm glad to be in New England on
your great national holiday," said Von
Held to Dora that evening.
"Oh, yoa mean the Fourth of July.
Let me see. It's to-morrow. Such a
dreadful bore I bnt we keep out of the
blare and glare here. Fortunately tho
grounds are large."
"Then you don't care for the day?"
"Only children and the lower ordort
celebrate these dreadful national fetes.
Of course patriotism must be popular
ized, and this is the unpleasant noisy
form it takes."
"Yoa are entirely cosmopolitan; you
hove no national enthusiasms," observed
Von Held, politely. Then he strolled
across the lawn to smoke a cigar.
While he was gono, a box arrived by
express. Mr. Warren ordered it brought
in, and explained, "lit full of fire'
crackers for Bab."
"Surely, papa," exclaimed Dora
"that child Bab isn't
morrow?"
"Why not?"
coming here to-
"Because she's such a queer, plain lit
tie thing that
"Samuel, von ought to know better,"
remonstrated Mrs. Warren, "than to let
Count Von Held see such a girl as Dora's
cousin."
"Nonsenso! Bab's not very stylish
but she hasn't money to buy that sort of
thing. She's my sister's child, anyway,
and I mean to give her all tho fire
crackers she wauts, and a place to tiro
'em off in." Mr. Warren was conscious
of having done bat little practically for
bis niece, and was tenuoious ot doing
something sentimentally
"It's your own fault," snapped tho
wife, with an energy born of her new
ambitions, "if the connt is disgusted
with such queer-looking relations."
"Barbara was dressed in common
coarse, blue flannel when I last met her,
said Dora.
"Don't you worry about the count,"
Mr. Warren .answered, soothingly. "I've
shown him all the mills and the Boston
house. He's no fool. He won't mind
Bab any more than he minds Phil
Money's money, my dear; money 'i
money."
The family (as ill-luck would have it)
were seated that evening in a fall light,
the weather being rather cool, and into
the parlor camo the dreadful Bab, dressed
in the condemned blue flannel. It was
an old dress and not pretty; nor was Bab
a very pretty girl, ohe was rather
small; had warm, reddish hair dressed
in two hard, ungraceful braids; good,
fearless gray eyes; skin slightly freckled;
moe dimples, a little cieit chin, and a
fresh, childish mouth.
"I camo for my fire crackers, uncle,"
she said.
There was a murmur of introduction,
Bhe bowed to Von Held, then, with a
laugh, tacked the box under horarm,
and throwing back some jest at the
undo, who saw her off from the front
door, she ran away across tho lawn,
toward the village.
The next morning at breakfast Von
Held remarked, "Phil and I have been
enjoying the Fourth of July. I've been
to the village and I've fired off crackers
with your cousin, Miss Miss Bab as
you call her."
Mrs. Warren frowned with vexation.
That girl is quite a trial to us, count,
She's so very queer about her dress,
Why, Dora has often sent her rich
clothes that she had dono with, and the
ohild refuses to wear them."
"Yes," Dora answered, "the poor girl
is very unconventional.
"So! the count responded
That inevitable Bab came to the house
that evening again. It was her usual
Fourth of July custom to firo crackers
from the end of the big piazza, with
Phil for companion.
The noise is so unpleasant, let us
go, Dora proposed, "to the other side
of the bouse.
Oh, no," answered Von Held. "I
rather like it all. It is something new
to me. It is quite refreshing to see those
two young people absorbed in such
child's play."
Soon Von Held s visit had ended. He
was going to travel. The warrens
would spend Septomber in the moun
tains. October would see bim at Bock-
port again.
With mnny compliments upon bis en
tertainment, with renewed expressions of
surprise at the advance, cultivation, and
wealth he met in America, he took his
leave.
"Did he say anything anything in
particular ?" whispered Mamma Warren
to her daughter.
'Not yot, "answered Dora, in a tone
that was perfectly satisfactory.
During tho visit to the mountains,
Fairweather overtook the Warren fam
ily. In October he returned with thorn
toKockport. Von Held they found al
ready at the hotel in the village. He
hail been there a month or more
Fairweather muttered: "Thought he
would be on hand in time. Didn't count
on seeing me come homo with Dora."
Then Fairweather ordered tho most ex
tra cgant of bonbonniercs sent up from
New York to Miss Warren. Iho fiu-t
was, he recognizod a dangerous rival,
and so spent thousands of dollars at once
in buying horses, bringing his yacht to
Rockport, bearing the expense of nil
sorts of festivities, and hunting up
costly fruits and flowers; then he soowli d
constantly upon Von Held, and generally
played the desperate lover.
Both men were leaning over Dora's
piano one evening, when Mr. Warren
chanced to pass through the parlor. Von
Held, with a hurried "Excuse me," over
took his steps, and Fairweather could
hear these words: "Mav I speak to you
privately, Mr. Warren, upon an impor
tant matter ?" Then the two passed out
npon the piazza together.
fairweather felt that be understood
the purpose of that interview, and he ex
claimed to Dora, "If I'd known that for
eign adventurer had followed yoa homo,
I d have como back six months sooner.
weathcr, swept him once up and down
slowly with her eyes, and walked delib
erately out of the room.
The suitor felt such a pang of love for
her in that repose, that scorn, that gen
eral superiority to his own nature, that
in a moment he had lashed himself into
jealous fury, and he strode toward
where Warren and Von Held were sit
ting outside on the piazza.
lkming upon them unawares from one
of the draperied windows, he heard this
from the count:
"I wish to ak your sanction for the
addresses I have already paid her."
Already paid her? repeated Air.
Warren. "I'm astonished."
Fairweather sprang forward, forget
ting everything but his anger.
"Mr. Warren," he vociferated, I pro
test afc-awm mis. This man Is poor;
uoesn a own wty thousand dollars in the
world. He wants your daughter for her
money. I warn you, and I accuse him
of base motives."
Von Held started up as if he bad been
dealt a blow; then, uiootiug the livid
faee and angry eves of hit accuser, he
laid bis hand quietly on the back of a
cnair, auu ao stoou at rase almost
smiling.
"He's a fortune-hunter," Foirweother
went on. "He's spoke of a trip to Amer
ica just as soon as I spoke of your daugh
ter's wealth. And, moreover, he's"
Fairweather swaggered up vory close to
Von Hold-"ho's a-he's a ' The word
"coward" was forming itself on his lips;
but the quiet eyes that mot him, the un
changed color, tho steady month,
checked that word, and left a silence,
during which the count resumed his
seat, while Fairweather stood quivering
with unmastorod rage.
"Much obliged for your importinont
interference, young man," Warren an
swered at lost, rather dryly, "bnt my
daughter isn't in the question at all."
"What!" exclaimed Fairweathor.
"No; its all about my-"
"Allow me," interrupted Von nold
"I am asking tho sanction of Mr. War
ren upon my engagement to his niece,
Miss Barbara Chase."
Fairweathor's shame was Bwallowod
up in astonishment.
The German went on: "I have fouud
in this yonng girl all mv ideal, all that
I have so ofton declared held peculiar
charms for mo freshness of heart, sim
plicity of taste, and the richness of na
ture and imagination that finds an excel
lence in pnre childish enjoyment. Ac
complishments, beauty, wit, I can ad
mire, but I tire of them soon; they are
nothing new. Every city in Europe
gives yoa plonty of clever and handsome
women, but your niece, Mr. Warren,
has qualities that I far prefer."
"Yes oh yes; take her, sir, by all
means," stammered Warren. "But she
hasn't a dollar in the world."
"I would bo sorry if she had."
"See hero," said Fairweather, stam
mering too. "I've often hoard yoa talk
this way before."
"But you didn't believe me? I see I
see. There's a vicious effect from this
American prosperity. The great and
successful struggle for wealth lends an
undue weight to mere wealth. Not that
yoa don't use it well, not that you don't
appreciate the refinements it buys; bnt
your minds wiU run back and moasure
everything by the outlay entailed. I
think yon sometimes forget tho value of
such things as can't be valued. Pardon
me if I say that I find you apt, with just
pride in your own honesty and industry,
to judge harshly of certain olssses in
Europe. If we have aristocratic pride
and prejudico, yon have republican pride
and prejudice. If we cau t realize there
are taste and refinement in Amorica, yoa
can't realize there are gennine impulses,
honesty, and singlouoss of purpose
among us. I've loarned lately that the
villain of an American romance is com
monly a Europoan nobloman."
Von Hold luughed outright, and Fair
weather felt more at his easo and ven
tured:
"Count, I hope you boar mo no grudge,
"Yoa insulted me bocanse yoa knew
no hotter, sir," was the subtile answer
that Fairweather considered as settle
ment of all dispute.
Mr. Warren bad harried indoors to
tell his daughter the news. Immedi
ately sho appeared in the drawing room,
overflowing with expressions of congrat
ulations.
"You see." said Von Hold, "I foil in
love with my littlo Barbara that Fourth
of July, when she was so childlike and
unaffected and inexporienoed, and en-
Dyed those absurd fire-oraokcrs so
eartily."
Within a week Dora had scornfully re
jected Fairweather, and Von Held and
Barbara wore married, and off for Her
lin at once.
On their wedding night, Mrs Warren
found their daughter in tears.
"To think, cried tho indignant mother,
'that he shoald have married that plain
little thing! She could not touch a
feather to you. It was an accident any
wayall those horried fire-crackers."
"I suppose it is an accident to moot an
honost man now and then. And and
love's an accident," responded Dora, bit
terly. Then the tears came again.
Mr. Warren Btole softly awny. hho
said to her husband: "I think Dora liked
the count."
'Sho! did she?" answered the kindly
old father. "That's too bad. We must
go to Europe and buy her anothor I
mean we'll meet more of those foreign
chaps. Dorry shall take her pick. I've
got the money. Toll Dorry not to cry."
Belli rtcii' Spider Story.
If you put a polo iu a body of water
and put a spider upon it he will exhibit
marvelous intelligence by his plan to
escape. At nrst ho win spin a wen sev
eral molios long and hang to an end while
be allows the other to float off in the
wind, iu the hope that it will strike
some object. Of course this plan proves
a failure but the spider is, nut discour
sgod. He waits until the wind changes,
and then sends another silken bridge
flouting off in another direction. Another
failure is followed by several other simi
lar attempts, until all the points of tho
the compass have been tried. But
neither the resources nor the ressoning
powers of the spidor are exhausted. He
climbs to the top of the pole and ener
getically goes to work to construct
silken baloon. He has no not air
with which to inflate it, but he
has the power of making it buoyant.
When be frets bis balloon brushed be
does not go off on the mere supposition
tbat it will carry him, as men oiten uo
but ho fastens it to a guy rope, the othei
end of which he attaches to the island
pole npon which he is a prisoner. He
then gets into his aerial vehicle, while it
is made fast, and tests it to see whether
its dimensions are capable of the work of
hearing him away. He often finds that
be has made it too small, in which ease
he hauls it down, takes it all apart, and
constructs it on a larger and better plan.
A spider has been seen to make three
different balloons before he became satis
fied with his experiment. Then he will
get it, snap the gny rope, and fail away
to land as gracefully and supremely in
dependent of his surroundings as could
well be imagined.
Ktrange TTayt of lailng a LlrlBg.
Said a witness nndor oross-examina-tion:
"I am an early caller. I call
different tradesmen at early hours, from 1
to 6;30 in the morning, and tbat is how
I get mv living. I gets up between 13
and 1 ; I goes to bed at o, and sleeps
till the afternoon. I call bakers between
1 and '2 the bakers are the earliest of
all." What sort of a living he made is
not recordod. A pound a week, we
should say, would be tho outsido figure,
and to earn that he would need a couple of
scores of oustomers. The early caller's
fee is well earned, since bnt for his in
tervention his clients would often lose
a day's pay, if not thrown out of work
altogether for failing to koop time. Not
so deserving of enoouragoment are the
"tup-pennios," carrying on their voca
tion in those quarters of London whore
tho pawnbrokers and poor people
abound. They are feminine intermedi
aries between the pawnbroker and folks
anxious to raise a loan on thoir belong
ings, who, rathor than transact suoh
business for themselves, are willing to
pay two pence for every parcel conveyed
to everybody's "nnole' or redeem them
from his clutches. Thce go-betweens,
it is averred, also roceivo a quarterly
commission from tho tradesmen they
favor with thoir patronage: and so one
way and another contrive to make a
corufortablo living out of thoir neigh
bors' necessities.
There aro nion in Paris, birds of a
feather with the chiffonier, who go from
hospital to hospital collecting the lin
seed plasters that have served the turn
of doctor and patient; afterwards press
ing the oil from the linseed and dispos
ing of the linen, after bleaching it to the
paper maker. Others make a couplo of
francs a day by collecting old corks,
which being cleaned and pared, fetch, it
is said, half a franc per hundred.
A lady resident of the Faubourg St.
Germain is credited with earning a good
inoome by hatching red, brown and
black ants for pheasant preserves. One
Parisian gots his living by brooding
maggots out of the foul meats he bays of
the chiffoniers, and fastening them np in
tin boxes. Another breeds maggots for
the special behoof of nightingales; and
a third marchand d'asticota boasts of sell
ing between thirty and forty millions of
worms every season for piscatorial pur
poses. He owns a great pit an Mont
martre, wherein he keeps his store.
Every day his scouts bring him fresh
stock, for whioh he pays thorn from 5 to
10 ponce per pound, according to qual
ity; reselling them to anglers at juBt
double those rates, and clearing thereby
something over AdOO a year.
This curious avocation is not unknown
in England. Some twelve years ago, we
are told, Mr. Wells, a fishing-tackle
maker of Nottingham, in order to insure
a constant supply of bait for bis custom'
ers, started a farm for tho rearing of lob
worms, cockspurs, ring-toiled brand
lings, and other worms in domand among
the disciples of Walton, who abound in
the old laoe town. To koop bis farm
stockod, men and boys go out at night
collecting worms in the meadows and
pastures, a moist, warm night yielding
from zuuu to buuu worms, as soon as
they are brought in they are placed in
properly solcctod moss, field-moss for
choice, to scour until they becomo little
more than skin freshly caught worms
being too tender for the anglers to han
dle; while "when a worm is properly
educated, be is as tough as a bit of india
rubber, and behaves as a worm should
dowhen put npon the hook." Whonthis
condition is attained the worms are pact
ed in moss and put up in light canvas
bags for the market. This worm mer
chant does not entirely depond npon tho
industry of his collectors, but breeds
large quantities himsolf in his own gar
don tho compoaent parts of his breed'
ing hoop being a secret ho not unnatur
ally keeps to himsolf.
Malaria from Kitchen Sinks.
Lot me ask, do you keep a propor
watoh over your sinks? Did you ever
notice bow the girl washes her dishes
Or whilo she has cloan water in the pan,
do yon see that she has scraped half the
waste from the plates right into the sink,
where it remains until her dishos are
washed and put away? Well, what great
harm is there in that? Not very tidy, to
bo sure; but what cause for malaria does
Mrs. Boecher see in it? The waste
or, in plain English, the swill thrown
into the sink and brushed one side out of
the way of the dish-pan, as the dish
water and suds are constantly dashing
over it, gradually finds its way into the
ii pes which carry off the dish-water,
fheso pipes under the sink have usually
a bend or, what is oalled by the plumb
ers, a "gooso-neck --nan way uown
from the sink to the floor. Water with
out sediment or substance easily flows
down through this bend without any
hindrance, and, if hot, cleanses the
pipes. But the small, greasy particles
from the solid matter thrown into the
sink stick by the way, and greaso and
sediment accumulate until the pipes are
effectually blocked up, or so nearly so
tnot tne water is carried on very siowiy.
These particles, at first, seom perfectly
harmless, but hourly deposits have ren
dered thorn formidable, Itoinomber what
they are composed of meals, vegetables,
coflce and tea dregs, milk and then im
agine, if yoa can, what thoy will bo after
some days' or weeks' accumulation.
When, at last, the plumber must be
called in to open a free passage for the
dish-water, if tho mistress of the lion so
stood by, sho would wonder that the
terrible stench which rises on opening
the passage had not caused sickness aud
death, not only in her own family, but
throughout the whole neighborhood.
And if it is from such small beginnings,
such carelessness, unnoticed by many
housekeepers until brought to the light
of day, when compelled to have pipes
cleared out or the drains opened, that
our homes become the hotbeds for prop
agating disease, which finds every facility
for becoming malignant enough to de
populate a whole neighborhood. f Chris
tian Union.
Tue Czar, Alfonso, the Prince of Wales
and ex Quoen Isabella are cigarette
smokers; the Pope and King Humbert
smoke Cavour cigars; Emperors William
and Francis Joseph smoke big porcelain
pipes; Grevy, Gambetta and Queen Vic
toria don't smoke at all; Bismarok and
the Saltan indulge in a pipe occasion
ally, and both prefer Turkish tobacoo.
Women, ever in extremes, are always
either better or worse than men.
. A Meditate shirt.
Have yoa got any good summer under
shirts?" inquired a New Orleans man as
he entered Bubo Hoffonstein's store on
Poydras street.
"Veil, my front, replied Hoffenstein,
pleasantly, "venever yon vant anyding
from a shoestring np to a doable-breasted
ulster, don't you forgot dot dis vas do
place to got it at cost brioo. Now, here
vas an undershirt, cheap, and nothing
but pure light vool wich will lost shust
de same as lodder."
"How much do yoa ask for it?" in
quired the customer, examining the gar
ment olosoly.
"Veil, you can dake it along for von
dollar und dwenty cents, ven last year
you don't buy dat undershirt for dree
dollars. Shus dink if dere vas any
money in de pisness any longer."
"Its not worth that much," replied
tho customer, carelessly. "I'll give you
six bits for it."
"Seex bits! My g-r a-acious, my friend,
I used to lif next door to a gouple of
families in Now Jersey vot diod mit de
same complaint. Soex bits for dat un
dershirt! Veil, I nefer did dink I wonld
live to hear it!"
"I can got as many as I want for that
price, and I'm not going to pay any
more," said the customer starting for tho
door.
"Hold on, my friont, don't go met de
store out undil I dell yoa someding. Do
you know, my dear sir, vat is de brinci
pal addraotion of dot undershirt?"
"No, I don't."
"Veil, it was medicated. When de
vedder is varm.and yon borspire, it von't
smell. Yoa can vear it more as droe
veeks, und it von't smell. It vas de
only gonervine sanitary undershirt dat
vas made, and von you got one on
you don't get scared mit de yellow
fever. De iUm, you know, vas going de
rounds, and if yoa take it yoa don't can
go to do balls und de parties mit de
lodios, yoa know. It wouldn't be po
lite to scratch yourself in company,
and a man mit do hen is bound to
scratch, you know. I had a broder
vonce vot got de itch in de army, and
he come home and made de whole fam
ily a present of it, and he didn't get
veil nntil he vore do medicated undor
shirts." "Will the shirt keep yoa healthy?"
inquired the customer, beooming inter
ested. "Keep you helty? Veil I shust dink
so. Last year, measles and de sohmall
box vas around my house. I vore von
nf dem undorshirta for two months und
I don't got a headache. Dom under
shirts vas dwice so helty as a livor pad,
you know."
"I'll tako one of them," said the cas
tomer.
"Dot's right, my frient, und ven yoa
haf a bain in your head und yoa dink an
ice house was climbing up your back,
you shust put on dot undershirt.und yoa
don't haf tue yellow fever."
When the customer had gone Hoffen
stoin said to his clerk:
"Herman.how many pairs of socks did
you sell de shentleman I saw yoa wait
ing on shust avilsgo?"
"He wouldn't buy none, sir."
"My gr-r-rooioue , Herman, vy didn't
you doll em day vas medicated?
Loafing.
Does the young man who persists in
being a loafer ever reflect how much less
it would cost to be a decent, respectable
man? Does he imagine that loaferism is
more eoonomioal than gentility? Any
body can bo a gontloman, if he chooses
to be, without much cost, bnt it ia
mighty expensive being a loafer. It oosta
time, in the first plaoe, days, weeks and
months of it; in fact, obont all the time
he has, tor no man con be a first class
loafer without devoting his whole time
to it. Tho occupation well followed,
hardly affords time for eating, sleeping,
dri we had almost said drinking, but
on reflection we will except that. Tho
loafor finds time to drink, whenever in
vited, at the cost of friends. Once fully
embarked on the sea of loaferdom and
you bid farewell to every friendly sail
that sails under an honest and legitimate
flag. Your consorts will only be the buo
caneers of society. It ccbU money, for,
though the loafer may not earn a cent
or have one for months, the time lost
might have procured him much money,
if devoted to industry instead of sloth.
It costs health, vigor, comfort, all the
true pleasures of living, honor, dignity,
self-respect, and finally, all right of con
sideration when dead. Be a gentleman,
then; it is far cheaper.
Berlin's Sewkiuoi. Borlin hoi
the seworago system in successful use at
Dantzio, undor whioh the city is divided
into sewer districts loading to points
about the bordor of the city where,
the sower contents are pumped oat,
mixed with water and spread over a
sandy soil whioh absorbs all the delete
rious matters, water reasonably pare
being drained off. Asa neoessary part
of the system, each house is directly
oonnocted with tho sewers and a plenti
ful supply of water is used to flush the
sewers and bouse drains. At Dantzio a
field of 400 acres of sandy soil is large
enough to purify the sowage of a town
of 100,000 inhabitants. Since the adop
tion of this system, which, it will be ob
served, does away with the poplutien of
river and streams , the death rate of
Dantzio has dropped from 30 per 1000 to
28: the annual cost of pumping the sew-
ago, the only point at which the system
is more oostiy inan ordinary sewers, is
$7000, and is met by the orop from the
irrigated lands.
What Bom Will Do.
SnrriA vf-m ii aao. in one of the counties
of New York, a worthy man was tempted
. . . ..1 t - T .1
to drink until urunk. ,in tne aeunau ui
drunkess?!!! hf wnt boma and mur
dered his wife in the most barbarous
manner. He was carried to jail wnue
drunk, and kept there through the nigbt.
Awakening in the morning and looking
around npon the walls, and seeing the
bars upon the windows, he exclaimed:
"Is this a jail?"
"Yes, you are in jail," answered some
one.
"What am I here for ? was the earnest
Inquiry.
"For murder," waa the answer.
"Does my wife know it?"
"Your wife know it?" said somo one.
"Why, it was your wife yoa have klled.,,
On this announcement he dropped
suddenly as if he had been struck dead.