SATED BY A 80XU.
yon may cease ronr discussion. My
mind U full settled in the utter," laid
m Grovenor, moving her chair back
from the lainuy bitow
air of decision that would Lave done
tredit to a general of armed forces.
Bolla.the eldost of Lor three marriage
able daughters, and the dark-eyed
f .- lm family, sank bock in her
seat in elegant resignation, while Marcha,
(llS seCOllU CUUU, rcumiucu MMumir
beating the bowl of her spoon upon the
. ''KIna cnffii CUD.
She was remarkable for nothing but
flirtations ana a nne neure, ana naa in
sisted upon spending the summer at
while Bella bad plead for a
cottage at Long Branch or Cape May.
v.nnia tlm voun treat and fairest, the
-mint-eve'd. sunny-haired idol of hor
father, Lad talked of the hills and the
cool, green country.
The discussion bad waxed warm, and
would have doubtless become torrid but
for the timely decision of madame, who
8a'"lf I can find a place among the hills
of Pennsylvania where the foot of city
pilgrims never trod, or where tourists
never penetrate, there will I, metaphor
icallv, pitch my tent"
"Oh! the hills of Pennsylvania!"
Msped Marcha. ...
"And the horrid farm-houses, with
their rag carpets, family groups of pho
tographs and wheezy melodeon," sneered
Bella.
"To say nothing of their home-talent
pictures and butter-crock pottery,"
sneered Marcha.
"And all the green woods and sweet
scented meadows," exclaimed the de
lighted Fannie, springing up and hug
ging her papa, who had dropped his eye
glasses and newspaper and was laughing
at the discomfited Bella and Marcha.
"You have the best of 'em, eh, kitten,
as von always do?" said he.
"I wish you would all reserve your
comments until I have concluded the
programme for the summer," inter
runted Mrs. Groveuor. "As I was say
ing, we will go to the country during
June and a portion of July. Tho re
mainder of the time we will divide be
tween Long Branch and Saratoga. 80
make your preparations accordingly,
and let me hear no more about it," and
she arose and left the room.
Consequently, in due time, and to the
infinite delight of Fannie, she awoke one
lovely crystalline morning in June in a
.quaint old farm-house. The sloping
roof of her chamber mattered nothing to
her, or the dismal croaking of her sis
ters, who declared over and over again
that they should certainly die in such a
wild with confusion of the brain, aa they
were constantly forgetting that it was
possible to assume an upright position
in their bedroom save in its center.
For Fannie there was a world of space
and a wilderness of bloom out of doors,
and only six weeks to explore the whole,
and so the dear child of nature was al
ways up with the lark and out in the
tangled dew-laden grass.
One morning her mother and sisters
came down to find, as usual, that Fannie
wbb out and off, after having broken her
foot n iih Firmnr Hobba and his wife.
"She's gone a-fishing, and wanted me
to tell you ehe wouldn't be back to din
ner," returned their landlady to an in
quiry of the family.
"It's dreadful, mamma," yawned Bol
la. "I do believe she will he devoured,
or something terrible happen to her."
four miss." renlied Mrs.Hobbs:
"she'll be back all right. HaR only gone
up the creek, and there Lain t no place
in it deep enough to drown her, except
ha TWil'a flhnrn. and that's three mile
and better away, and nobody would think
of going there, it s so wua ana tangieu
like." "I hope she'll get enough of the coun
try, with its wet grass and snakes and
lizards," said Marcha, helping herself to
a liberal portion of the fresh, golden
butter,
"Never!" asserted Mrs. Hobbs, coming
out upon the broad veranda where they
iisnnllir Vironl-fnntuil with an armful uf
bright milk-pans, which she placed in a
row by the Dee-hives in tne sun. "never:
She is one of them as is natural-born ar
tists, and she can't no more live without
nature than a humming-bird without
posies."
Meanwhile Fannie, clad in a pretty,
dark fiannel suit, neatly braided in a
paler color, a jaunty sailor hat, stout
shoes, an alpenstock, which by an ingen
ious device could be turned into a fishing-rod,
a little tourist's basket contain
ing lunch and tackle, and fastened by a
strap across her shoulders, had passed
the garden paths, np the lane and over
the fields into the woods, until she came
to a little brook that went dancing over
its pebbly channel and by moss-fringed
and fern-edged banks, now glancing and
singing through sunny glades or whis
pering and sighing beneath thickly mat
ted foliage anc dark shades.
Flushed with exercise, the young girl
paused to now and then make little stores
of treasures, to be taken up on her re
turn. There were leaves, "trailing vines,
feathery mosses, a branch of the shell
like blooming laurel, with a bunch of
delicate ferns; and she had whispered to
Lerself:
"I suppose I shall have an awful time
to get there, but I mpan to explore those
tangled depths Mr. Hobbs was telling
about, wherein lies that wonderful pool
called bv the expressive name of 'Devil's
Churn.'''
After lunching in a grapevine arbor
and trying her little white hands at fish
ing, she gathered up her possessions and
entered the wildest and darkest part of
the glen, and began a climbing ascent
over brambles and huge boulders and
through interlaced branches that at times
almost defied her strength. But she
scrambled on into damp, gloomy laby
rinths, where rarelv a ray of sunlight
penetrated even at noon. Presently the
brook grew more and more turbulent.the
gloom more and more impenetrable, the
way more and more difficult, and, bnt
for the dash and song of a waterfall that
proclaimed itself near, Fannie would
Lave turned back.
But with a last effort she forced her
way through a perfect portcullis of
green, and w:'th an exclamation half of
fear and half of delight, paused, panting
and breathless, upon the brink of a cir
cular pool of deep green water, which
seemed to be the heart out of which
glided the little stream which had guided
her thither.
Into this pool from a jocky height fell
ft waterfall of foaming whiteness, like
the veil of a bride, broken into little
mreaas or ribbons here sd there by jut
ting rocks.
Almost inadvertently Fannie started
back with an exclamation of dread as
she glanced down into the pit of fathom
loss waters. Then as she stood regard
ing the scene it grew upon her in
beauty and grandeur until she clapped
uor uuuua wnn groat uuiigut ana wins
pered:
"Oh! was there anything so lovely and
yet so terrible?"
Up the rocky sides of tho preeinico.
curved as a bowl, over which came the
waterfall, grew mosses and trailing vim s,
gnarled knotted, and winding iu and out
of the broken ledges in funtastio twist
ings and turnings. Low down nt the
brinks of the pool ran a narrow pathway,
formed by a slight, shelly projection of
the rock and terminating in an out-jut
ting platform, upon which the parasite
creepers had fastened thoir roots and by
a freak of nature fashioned themselves
into a rude obair, and which Mr. Hobbs
nod described as that of his satanio maj
esty.
"And so," she whispered in awe, "this
is the resting place of the sulphorous
1 .! I ..... . .11 .1 . t
mug, or, ueiier sun, mat 01 his spouse,
Proserpine."
Then she fell to wondering if she
would dare traverse the little shelf and
seat herself in the inviting resting
plaao. The suggestion nerved her to
try and to do so, and with the help of
ber alpenstock, and clinging to the roots
and tendrils of the vines, she slowly ac
complished her desire and sat upon the
curious rustic chair. Looking down
into the green water over which she was
literally suspended, awe-stricken, and
then glancing upward she saw the sun
light dancing amid the thick foliage far
above and wondered if even a chance ray
ever ienotrated these depths.
As these thoughts flitted through her
mind a single arrow-like beam of golden
light shot downward to her feet and
gleamed in the water beneath as a daz
zling ruby in an emerald sotting. With
one hand clinging to her stout staff and
one white arm linked into the vine, she
sat and rested until chilled and damp
ened by the spray of tho vaters. Then
she determined to retreat from the dan
gerous position and return home. But
npon regaining ner leet, euu onnging 10
her surtoort. a low rumbling, cracking
sound broke npon her ear, mingling
with that of the leaping waters, and the
next instant tho entire ledge gave way
and the affrighted girl found herself sus
pended above tbnt awful gulf without a
foothold, save the smallest possible
space!
Involuntarily she shrieked for aid; but
the noise of the rushing, foaming
waters drowned her voice as completely
as if her white lips had remained closed
and mute.
Thoughts of loved ones, the shelter
and safety of home, and the fearful
death that awaited her perhaps that
when she could hold on no longer and
she had fallen into that inky pool,
nothing would be left to tell that there
she had found a grave, and searching
ones would never have an answer to the
question as to the mystery of her fate,
forced themselves upon ner.
Like a torrent the flood-gates of her
tean broke forth and so exhausted her
that she came near falling, but nerving
herself she clung to her sweet young
life as long as she could. Her sobbing
ceased, and with uplifted gaze toward
the calm, blue strip of summer sky, she
breathed a prayer for help or strength to
die, if such was the will of the Creator.
Then as if inspired by faith she sang a
verse of the "Rock of Ages," and never
were sweeter notes blended with that
leaping, dancing waterfall, though hun
dreds of blyth song-birds had vied with
each other in anthems of praise to the
Divine Architect of the grand old rocks
and hills. ,
Softly rose the trembling voice filled
with liquid melody; higher, deeper and
yet clearer swelled the notes until the
very air vibrated with the rhythm of vocal
prayer,
'Other refuM htrel none,
Hangi id j belplen toul 00 Thee,
and the full lips and pure young face
grew transcendeutly beautiful with its
conceptions of the Almighty and His
love and tender care of all His creatures.
Then, even as voice and clinging
limbs were losing all their strength
something came foiling down from
above with the boiling foam and drifted
out with the black waters of the pool.
Venturing one downward glance she
saw a hat of rough straw floating
upon the water, and glancing swiftly
upward with terror and joy caught a
glimpse of a man slowly climbing down
the face of the terrible cliff, clinging,
slipping, trusting to strong hands,
heroically coming to her rescue or to
share death with her. But everything
swam before her eyes, and as the black
ness of night settled down npon her, hor
head fell forward upon the cold, wet
rock to which she was clinging, and in
an instant more she would have fainted
and fallen.
"Hold on!" shouted a voice, "just a
Wtlfa great effort she raised herself
from the swoon that was death and
waited with closed eyes until she felt a
hand grasping her own and heard a voice
shouting: T
"Now let go. Trust entirely to me. I
must draw you up to where I have a foot-
hStowly, and with difficulty, Fannio ei
tricated her slender, bruised white arm
from the coil of the vine and felt herself
elevated until her feet rested upon a lit
tle projection by the side of him who
was venturing his life for hers.
"You should not have come, sir, fal
tered Fannie, glancing up into a pair of
dark eyes. "It was better 1 should die
alone than that you should also perish,
for we can never"
"Hush! whispered tne stranger.
i i 1 ..! .1 n a a T A vnn
Will tm laiiai SiiU n- 1
Here,'" he continued, stooping a little,
while still clinging to the face of the
rock, "place your foot in my hand and
then'reach np to yonder sapling, and,
with my assistance, pull yourself up.
Everything depends npon your coolness
and bravery. Bnt for your life do not
look downward." , .
With closed lips and set teeth Fannie
did as she was bidden, and presently
stood in a position where she could find
support, snd waited with closed lips and
misty eyes until the gentleman had
placed himself by her side.
Again his strong arm held her until
they had rested, and then he said:
"That was bravely done, but in order
to gain safety we must go through this
sliding shoe t of water. You must lock
your arms about my neck and trust your
self entirely to me. I think we shall be
successful, but in any event yon must
resign your fate into hit hands and kocp
yourself cool and calm.
"I will try. Bnt it is terrible. I mean
the thought that I am periling another
human life by my iusaue rashness," 10
turned Fannie, with tears flooding her
blue eyes.
"You must not think at all now.
Nerve yourself, for it is growing late,
and lifo. and all it means, is awaiting us
on yonder summit."
"Yes, but what a death below!" she
gaid.
"But I shall make a desperate struggle
for the former. Are you ready ?"
As he spoke he wound his left arm
about ber slender waist, and instantly
Fannie twined hers about his neck as if
he wero a brother, and a moment later
she felt the dash of water in her face and
over her form. Fighting inch by inch,
in the water, out of it, clinging to the
swaying loops of vines, they suddenly
passed into a broad bolt of sunlight
were ushered, as it were, hoadlong into
life.
When Fannie recovered from the al
most deathly swoon into which she had
fallen, the instant she comprehended
safety was found, she was lying above
the waterfall upon a dry mound, and her
deliverer attempting to restore her to
consciousness by dui-hiiig cool water in
her faco. She sat up, sobbed her thanks,
and when thoy had talked over how she
came suspended over the "Devil's
Churn," and how ho, coming from a
neighboring field to a famous spring of
ice cold water just at tho head of the
falls, heard her singing, ami at first was
tempted to believe it spirit music, but
attracted by the sweetness of the voice
had leaned over the chasm, discovered
and came to hor rescue. He continued:
"Born and uiatund in the neighbor
hood, I know every foot of the ground,
and in boyhood often made the descent
and ascent."
When Fannie had fully recovered she
learned more of the history of hor rescuer
that he boro the musical name of Clar
ence Cameron, that he was homo from
collego upon a summer vacation, and
that a large white iimusiou, to be seen
from where they were conversing, was
his residence, and which shortly aftor,
they entered, even in her wretched con
dition. That night, after a moonlight ride with
her rescuer, she found tho Hobbs farm
bouse in great commotion, and when all
her adventures and ierils had been re
counted again and again, Bolla and
Marcha tormented ber with questions
about the gallant knight whom fate had
sent to her rescue.
"Such eleeant Deoolo." concluded Fan
nie, "such a lovely house, such exquisite
grounds, such a flowery garden, and just
think of it, a genuine Landseer over the
mantel, and Rosa Bonheur on the walls
of the parlor, and a grand piano! and
such a supper as they gave me such
splendid strawberries and real cream !
And think of my eating them in one of
Mrs. Cameron's best dresses, a mile too
large for me, while my own was under a
drying nud repairing process."
"V as there ever such a madcap ex
claimed Bella.
"It is shocking! I am certain I shall
not sleep a wink all night," groaned
mamma.
"And, of course, notwithstanding the
politeness you received, tho young gen
tleman must think you a downright fool,
Fan," interlarded Marcha.
Poor little Fannie went to bed very
thankful, but hnmblo, and cried herself
to sleep, while thiukiug how very silly
Clarence Uumeion must nave ueomeu
hor.
On the contrary, that young gentleman
could not sleep for thinking of the little
maid he hud fished out of the "Devil's
Churn." Over and over again declured
to himself that she was the loveliest,
most horoio little thing he had ever mot
in short, had fallen madly in love with
tho cirl. and when, at last nature assert
ed itself and he slept in the wee sma'
hours ho dreamed of the tonder white
arms that twinod themselves so closely
around his neck, of the soft, yielding
form he was forced to clasp to his heart
in that awful struggle for life.
"She is so young," exclaimed Leila,
one day, when talking of the matter,
"that if I were you, mamma, i wouia
forbid Fannie's tramping all over the
country with that Clarence Camoron."
"Ho is a splendid catch," was answer
ed, "and, while I wish it might have
been one of my elder daughters, yet i am
very much pleased that Fan has drawn
such a prize.
"So!" exclaimed her father, when a
fnw weeka later he camo to take them
Lome, "so you went a fishing, Fan, and
caught a whaley they tell mo? I shall
have to look into the matter, ne isugn
ed, as his favorite ran out of the room,
with her face like a garden of roses, and
ran ricrht into the arms of a young gen
tleman who was coming up tho walk in
the shadows of evening.
"Bv the way." continued the old man
to Bella and Marcha, "what kind of a
vine was it that saved the dear child?"
"A grapevine, papa."
"Ha! And it bore sweet fruit for her
and only sour grapes for you," and he
went out laughing at their indignant
faces.
The next morning Mr. Grovenor and
young Cameron made a pilgrimage to the
"Devil's Churn," and when the former
comprehended the awful situation in
which his child bad been and tne neroimii
of the man who had saved her life, he
turned suddenly away from the black,
sullen pool, and, grasping the young
man by the hand, and with his eyes fill
ing with tears, said:
"Heaven bless you, my boy. How can
I ever thank you as I ought?"
"By giving rannie to me, sin was
promptly auawereu.
"You saved her life, and it shall be
yours," responded the old man, and to
gether they returned homeward.
That evening Clarence Cameron had
very much to tell Fannie out in the
moonlight among the flowers, and the
promise given was sealed by a kiss and
to be further strengthened at a latr
Ceriod with the snowy veil and orange
lossoms thst usher in wifehood.
A C - . I MAVMBMni1iint UVI the
American loafer was never matched for
impudence. The correspondent is
wrong. The loafer is matcneu. dj
horn? By another American loaier.
Barbara t'rltrhlfl' Tre Itory.
It was to her own troops that Barbara
waved the flag, inspiring them on a
march that involved some of tho most
intense suffering of the war. The days
were oppressive, the road sunny and
full of dust, snd any moment might
bring the contending forces ace to face.
It was the day boforo the South
Mountain battle.' South Mountain lira
twelve miles west of Frederick, and to
this point General Reno, under Burn
side, was pressing when he passed Dame
liarlutra's door.
"They were passing all day," Mrs. H.
went on to say, "but in the morning I
said to my daughter, 'Julia, there are so
many soldiers arouud, go over and bring
aunt across the bridge; she is alone, ami
perhaps may feel afraid.'
"And did you bring her back?" said I.
"Oh, no," luiighed Aunt Julia, "Aunt
Fritohie was standing at the window,
nodding and smiling at the troops, who
were gathered all about hor, and whon I
came she said, 'Child, hand mo my
flag; you'll find it in my Bible!'
In between the pages that Barbara read
daily the "silken scarf" was folded; a lit
tle flag of twisted silk, not two feet long.
It was not on a MaJT, so Barbara waved it
like a handkerchief. The throng in
creased, the men would not move on;
but, breaking ranks, wero crowding
around her with, "Why, mother, how
are you?" "Hurrah for "70!" "Let's
shako bands, grandmother," eto. At
this moment General lteno came up at
the head of his brigade; tho picture met
his eye; the crowded artillery, the ban
ners, horses, swords, muskets and men,
and in the midst, the veritable "old
grey head," with its smooth, white cap,
the folded muslin over the breast now
beating with young heart-throbs, the
bent figure in the block gown. He roinod
in his horse before her. "And how old
is grandmother?" said he. Some one re
plied, "Ninety-six." "Ninety-six! Halt!
Threo cheers for the loyal grandmother!"
A shout went up that had some sound in
it; the General dismounted, entered the
little house with one of his aids, shook
hands with Barbara, was seated, and in
a few moments the old lady was pouring
him out a glass of wine of her own
making. Good-bye was spokeu and the
troops passed on; but nearly all that day
the agod figure could be seen cheering
the passing soldiers by her enthusiasm.
The next day came the word "a flower
on the Union side has fallen." Tho brave
Bono respected by both sides alike, was
killed at South Mountain, in an engage
ment whose details of fierce contest will
nover be fully known.
"The next day," Mrs. II continued,
"we were over at aunt's and went into
the garden to attend to the flowers,
charging her not to open the door if any
one rapped while we were down there,
for the town was full of strangers. When
we returnod to tho parlor she met us
quivering with excitement. 'I couldn't
help it, he would have it. I didn't want
to give it, but ho was a gentleman,' said
she, 'and bad things on his shoulders
and wore a gold watch and chain.' I
was hard to draw from tho old lady that
she had opened the door at once, when
an officer entered and pleaded so per
sistently for the little cotton flag she had
then about her, that the woman-will
gave way. 'He would have it, but it
wasn't the one,' she said, appealingly."
In passing to and from hor bouse to
her niece, Barbara would often find hor
steps filled by soldiers, for a clear spring
bubbled up just opposite her house upon
the creek, aud refreshed many of both
blue and the grey. If it chanced to be
"her own" soldiers, hor tumbler and
dipper wore freely given, but if it hap
pened that an array of grey uniforms
were there, her staff would Btir in among
them as though they were dead leaves,
and they would scatter in every direction
amused at the way she addressed them in
language not at all disguised by ruper
fluous rhetorical flourish.
Washington's Market fart.
On the 20th of April, Braddook loft
Alexandria. On the 9th of July he foil.
Washington filled the mountain passes
with troops, and kept off the French and
Indians from the town that trembled and
grew. Whon the French power was bro
ken in Virginia, he married, and "so
ciety" was chagrinod at its early experi
ences of his married life. Parson Weens
tells us that "Alexandria, thongb small,
was lovely, but had no charms for the
palate. By tobacco its neighbors had
made money. Thoy thon began to look
down on the poorer sort, and to talk
about fumililies. Of course such great
people could not run market carts.
Hence the Belhavenitos often sat down
to a dinner of salt meat and johnny cake.
But when Washington brought the
wealthy widow Curtis to Mount Vernon,
a market cart was constructed, and twice
a week sent to Belhaven with fat things
that amazed the lean market. Country
gentlemen dining in town wondered at
tho change of fare, and thus it was dis
covered, to the mortification of somo of
the little great ones, that 'Colonel Wash
ington ran a market cart.' 'Sooiety thon,
if proud, was often plain; for Washing
ton wrifoa in Kin dinrv of a ball in Alex
andria in 17(10, whore pocket handker-
chiofs served as tablecloths, that ureau
and butter and tea, 'which the drinkers
nnnt.l nnf rliiit iniriliah from hot Water
sweetened,' made the bill of fare, and in
r. . . , a 3
his disgust ho writes it down a -oreau-snd-butter
ball.' "
Some experiments have latoly been
made in London in extinguishing fires
with water and sodium silicate. Two
nilna nt lnmtmr. each nine feet long.
seven feet high and four feet deep, were
filled in with strsw, wen saturaieu wuu
nntrnlfiiim ami bflnzine in enual quanti
ties and ignited. After burning for five
minutes operstionB were commenceu oy
throwing water on one and sodium sili
cate on the other. In the course of about
ess minnU the fire treated with the
silicate was extinguished, while that
lutn.l w.tar did not CIVS in till
about four minutes. And it was further
found that about 12 gallons of silicate
.. - . i 1
and ii gallons oi water nau oeen uwu.
A foreign correspondent writes to a
German paper that the order to close the
saloons of St. Petersburg on tho morn
ing and evening of the day on which fivs
Nihilists were executed, was a clever
forgery of Loris Melikoff Minister of the
Interior. It was a concoction of the
Nihilists to bsve the same tokens of
mnnminif nhurrfld on that occasion as
were observed as the death of the Czar.
Table Etiquette.
There are a great many ponple who be
have well otherwise, but at table they
do things that, if not absolutely outre
and ensemble.are at least pianissimo and
sine die.
It is with a view to elevate the popular
tasto snd ethercalize, so to speak, tho
maimers snd customs of our reader,
that wo give below a fow hiuts upon
tablo etiquette.
If, by writing an article of this kind,
wo can induce one man who now wioa
his bauds on the tablecloth to come up
and take higher ground and wipe theui
on his pants, we shall !el amply repuid.
If you cannot accept an mvitatiou to
dinner, do not write your regrets on tho
back of a pool-cheek with a blue pencil.
This is not regardod as ricochet.
A simple note to your host, informing
him that your washer-woman refuses to
relent, is sufficient.
On scuting yourself at the tabic, draw
off your gloves ami put them in your lap
under your napkin. Do not put them
into tho gravy, as it would ruin the
gloves and cast a gloom over the gravy.
If yon have jurt cleaned your gloves
with benzine, you will leave them out in
the front yard.
If you happen to drop gravy on your
knife-blade near the handle, do not run
the blade down your throat to remove
the gravy, as it might injure your epi
glottis, aud it's not embonpoint.anv way.
When you are at dinner do not take up
a raw oyster on your fork and playfully
ask your host it it is dead. Remarks
about death are in very poor taste.
Pears should beheld by the stem and
peeled gently, but firmly, not ss though
you were skinning a dead horse. It is
not bon ton.
Oranges aro to be held on a fork while
being pulled, and tho facetious stylo of
squirting the juice in the eyes of the
hostess is now "au re voir."
Stonoa in cherries or other fruit should
not be placed upon the table-cloth, but
slid quietly and unostentatiously into the
pocket of your neighbor, or tossed under
the tablo.
If you strike a worm in your fruit do
not call attention to it by mashing it with
the nut cracker. This is not only un
couth, but it is regardod in the bust so
ciety as "blaze" and exceedingly vice
versa.
Macaroni should be out up into short
pieces.and should be ateu with an even,
graceful motion, and absorbed by tho
yard.
In drinking wino, when yon get to the
bottom of your glass do not throw your
head baok and draw in your breath like
the exhaust of a bath tub in order to get
the last drop, as it engenders a fooling of
the most depressing melancholy among
the guests.
After eating a considerable amount, do
not rise and unbuckle your vost strap in
order to get a little more room, as it is
not exaotly "au fait" and "deshabille."
If, by mistake, yon drink out of your
fingor-bowl, laugh heartily, and niako
some faoetious remark which will change
the course of conversation and ronew the
friendly feeling among the niombcrs of
the party.
Ladies should hike but one glass of
wine at dinnor; otherwise there might be
difficulty in steering the male portion of
the procession homo.
Do not make remarks about the amount
your companion has oaten. If the lady
who is your company at tabh, whether
she be your wife or the wife of somo one
else, should eat quite heartily, do not ot
ter to nay vonr host for his loss, or suy
to her, "Great Soott! I hope you will not
kill yourself because you nave tne oppor
tunity." but be polite and Rontlcmanlv,
even though the food supply he cut off
for a week.
If one of the gentleman should drop a
raw oyster into his bosom, and he should
have trouble in fishing it out, do not
make facetious romarks about it.but help
him to find it, laughing heartily all the
time. Boomerang.
Amenities of High Life In Ureat Britain.
From time to timo the members of the
British aristocracy amused themselves by
washing their dirty linen in public. In
1872 the Marchioness Townsend, wifo of
the eccentric nobleman who spent most
of his time in arresting street beggars,
traveled to Paris under the protection of
Edward Thynne, a gay lothario of C2,
and brother of the late Marquis of Hath.
The fugitives were followed by the
brother of the lady, the Earl of File, who
inflicted a thrashing on Lord Edward and
took his sister back to Lngland and re
stored her to her husband, Lord Town
send, who was willing to reoeivo hor.
During the nine years which have
passed since then, the scandal
had apparently been forgotten by
the public, and probably would have
remained so had not time at last ronsed
the dormant lion in the beggar hunting
Marquis' breast. A short while ago lie
mot Lord Edward driving out in a pony
carriage accompanied by his young
daughter and her governess. The Mar
quis, who was acoompanied by two other
gentlemen of position, caught the pony's
reins and stopping the carriage proceeded
to belabor the head of Lord Edward with
a series of heavy blows with the butt end
of a whip. As soon as he could escape
from his assailant, which was not until
his hoad aud face were covored with
blood, Lord Edward hastened to a police
station and caused the Marquis to be
arrested. The trial created much sensa
tion, and it endod in the Court senten
cing the Marquis to pay a fine of 500, or,
in default, threo months' imprisonment.
The aristocratic prisoner characterized
the decision of the Magistrate as a dis
grace to justice and refused to pay the
fine, but after a four hours sojourn in a
dungeon be changed his mind and gave a
check for the money. Noblesse oblige.
The Kansas Supremo Court has
sustained the constutionality of tho
bih license law for liquor sellers,
and the average grassboppor fighter
will have to forego his beer, or put
up more than his usual fire cents
per glass. The law will be a benefit
to one class, anyway; tho larger and
wealthier sellers will enjoy a monop
oly of the business.
A voung lad of Providence banged
himself after reading a dime novel. The
Boston Post asks: "What would be have
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There will be chance enough to know,
They take the Chicago papers down
where he baa gone.
fsrwr of the Bicycle Iaventor.
A nn mmarkahle career has lust
cW,1 Mr. Jamea Starlev. the inventor
of the modern bicycle and tricycle, has
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mis woes itueo laiu iu u
tilaca In tha Coventrv cemetery. Born
sbout fifty years ago in the village of
Allmnrn, Sussex the son of a poor farm
er, he received bnt little education, and,
while still a lad, he left home to sees uis
followed the occupation of a gardner,and
in that capacity was employed by the late
Mr. Penn, the proprietor of large ma
chine workc at Greenwich. Hismechsni
cnl genius first showed itself by the in
vention of sn adjustable candlestick, the
one-string window blind and the magio
bassinet, which will probably be remem
bered by anxious mothers of that date
as warranted to soothe and lull the most
tiresome of infants. His active mind
was ever bont on inventions, and
lis tirmlncod iimnv varieties of sewing-
machines, some of which are in tho market
uuder names w hich he himself could not
have rocoguizod. Twelve jears ago a
French bicvele was brought under the
notice of 'the Coventry Machinist's
Company, who took up the manufacture
of it for a Pari firm. The "bone-shaker"
is a machine which tho rider of to-day
would more than disdain; it boars the
saiuo relation to the modern bicycle as a
cart-horse docs to the winner of the
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taiued au idea which foil upon a fruitful
soil. Air. btarloy nrst improved it, ana
then he improved it out of existence, by
inventing a machine oi an entirety dotui
construction. Ha first gave to the world
the "spider" wheel, which has wrought
s complete revolution in the wueei worm,
snd w liich marks the commencement of
tlm nrosont era of 'cycles. The first of
the new style of machines was the "spring
and step machine, or tne uoveniry mou
ol." The superiority of this machine
was m'lf-oriilitnt. theoldooaoh-liko wood
en wheels Wing superceded by wire
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spoaes and shaped rim and inoia ruuuer
tires, a carved spring and a small hind
wheel near to the driving wheel. The
"Ariel" afterwards followed embodying
the important improvement of pivot
center steering. Mr. Starley's next tri
nmnlia were the "Etiroiia" sewing ma
chine and the "Tangont" bicycle, by
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tho wheel. Regarding the bicycle as
practically perfected, he now began the
study of the tricycle, the maohinos of
this name hitherto in use not being par
ticularly remarkable for lightness or
beauty. The "Coventry" tricycle was
the fliBt fruit of this application; in due
time came the "Salvo-uadrioyoie,
which Mr. Starley regarded as his mag
num nuns. Ha imnroved tho "Salvo."
till he considered it as noarly perfect,
and the principal of its construction is
regardod by experienced judges as not
likely to be superceded. Larly this year,
the queon having ordored one of these
machines for the prinoesses, it was taken
to usoorne oy tne invonror nimseii. a
this time he was suffering from a hope-
lnaa ilinnaaA althnturh t Tin maloJv had
not doveloped so as greatly to impair his
power, or at least his desire to work. Mr.
Starley patontod a number of his inven
tions; but he had little commercial keen
ness, and, speaking broadly, his inven
tive genius was freely given to the world.
Ho has loft behind btm no fortune,
tlionirfi latterlv ha was feeling his way to
a competency. Mr. Starley was a man
ot great simplicity oi character, iree
from every taint ot self assertion or arro
gance. An Unlovely Picture or Oulda.
An English oritio draws this unlovely
portrait of the novelist "Ouida:" Some
years ago visitors to the Langham Hotel,
London, used of ten to notice in the read
ing room a lady whose evident object
was to attract attention. She was of un
certain age, apparently in the forties,
but nffocted a very young-lodyish sort of
oostume. She had a mass of curiously
dressed yellow hair, which seemed to be
cooked up in a different fashion every
day, now being fluffod over her forehead,
doggy-wise, now being allowed to fly out
iu wild wisps like horse hair. This lady
was by no moans pretty, and her apparel
was more ostentatious than careful. She
wholly lacked the French art of good
tuste in dress. She had no idea of
assorting her colors, nor could she
ever attain to that original eooentricity
which, being ahead of the fashions ot to
day, somotimes sets those for to-morrow.
All this would have been Immaterial if
the lady in question had not, as above
said, been so evidently desirous ot being
stared at. Her stupid posture, her in
tent way of gazing at people through a
double eye-glass as if she had met them
all before, but could not remember
wheie, and her tripping gait when she
orossed tho room to fetch a newspaper or
speak to a waiter, often induced other
visitors to wonder who she was. Many
took her for an actress, but when a man
had stayed a few days in the hotel, he al
ways learned that the fair oddity was a
Miss de la Bemoe, better known aa
"Ouida."
An Esquimau Baby.
Several oanoe loads of Esquimaux came
aboard while we lay here, some of the
women bringing their little boys and
irirlit ami Imlncs. withont seeming to
heed the weather. One little thing that
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the proud mother held up lor our au-
minttinn amilml delightfully. SIDOsing
her two precious teeth. No happier baby
could be found in warm panors, wiw an
that the looms in the world can afford in
lie arav nf anft fabric and with loving
attendants to anticipate every want. She
looked gayiy out at tne strange coiora
limit har from liAr bit of a fur bag. and
when she fell asleep her mother laid her
npon three oars that were set side by side
across tho canoe, the snow-flakes falling
on her face, yot she slept soundly for
hours while I watched ber, and she never
cried. Ail ! yminatra bad to get a
little bread, wh'ich loth fathers and
mothers begged for them saying, "He
little follow, little fellow." These peo
ple interest me greatly, and it is worth
while coming far to know them, however
slishtly. The smile, or rather broad,
small grin of that Esquimau baby goes
direct to one's heart, and is not likely to
be forgotten. When the features had
subsided into perfect repose, the laugh
gone from its eyes and the lips closed
over its two teeth, I could make its sweet
smile bloom out again as often as I
nodded and chirruied to it. Heaven
bless it! Cruise of the Corwin.