osr-Y A JEW.
Iu the iiu l or BritUnv, ami lonj ago,
Lived oi.o of thote
Despisod and desolate, whuM records show
Insult and bloiri,
Their M laheritanej of wrung, who were
Free once as the eyelids of tbe mora, nor rare
Knew, nor annoy,
That city ul jov,
lieaveii-choicu child, whom none to barm
.- niijhtdure
Lived one who did as it hit God stood near
.Watching his dued,
Blow to give answer, ever swift to hear;
Whoso brain would breed.
WaHting alone, or waU'bine through the night,
No idle thought; but ho with III would ttgnt,
And day by day
Would wax alway
Wiser and better, and nearer to the light,
. And In this land a mother lost her child,
And chared tbe Jew
Withcrucifviug him, who calmly smiled
' Denial. "You
Have sluin," quoth sbe,"Ui keep your Passover,
My son wild sorceries." lie answereu ner,
"Yonr wit must fail;
An idle tale
Is this; what proof thereof tan you prefer')"
Bat she went from him raging. - Then he fled
Out of that land;
And those there set a price on his gray head,
Who with skilled haud
Of craft had fed one daughter fair as day,
Now destitute. Soon gold before her lay
The bait of shame;
Dut she, alia ue
With honor, fluug auch nuppincss away,
And writing, told her father, who came back
Br night, and bade
Her claim his life's reward. "Rather the rack
- Kend me," sh said;
"And shall I give him death who life gave me?
Sell him and feed on him ? Far sooner we
Bothdiod. Somewhere
, Beyond earth's care
1 Hereafter we shall meet, It well may be
Somewhere hereafter." "Xoy you atill shall
livo,"
, . He murmured; then
, Went out into tbe market crying, "Give
This price, ye men,
For me to her, my daughter." But these laid
False hands on both, nor other duty pay
Than dath; for they,
' " Gold hair and gray,
Ware slain bard br iu tho holy minster's shade.
Aftor, in no long time, the littlo child
, Keturncd, a stray
Freeh from tho sea; it bv a ship beguiled,
In the hold at play,
Had sailed unseen ti'l the land' a small speck
frew;
I the people prayed in the porch, in view
Of tho blood-splashed stone,
And mode no moan;
"Twos only a Jew," the folk said, "only a Jowl"
AX ARTIST'S DREAM.
Carradine sat alone at his easel, paint
ing; and as be painted he thought.
Eight years before, when he was a poor
and struggling boy, just entering on that
raoe which must be run by evory aspir
ant to art and its honors, there happened
to him something which neither time nor
toil had ever been able to efface from his
memory. As he was passing along tbe
streets a Wi'eath of fragrant roses sud
denly fell on his head, and, looking np
in wonder, he behold, reaching out from
the embroiderod draperies of an over
hanging window, a child, with fairy
like proportions, with great, dark eyes,
ouil long, curling black locks, who stood
' smiling and throwing him kisses from
her curved lips, colored like a pome
granate. While' she still gazed a nurse
had came forward and drawn the child
away: tbe curtains were closed, and he
saw the little creature no more.
Snob was tho vision that the artist had
carried so long in his memory; in his
memory only, for ue hud no second
glimpse of tho child. Thot very day an
acoident occurred which kept him a
prisoner in his room for some weeks,and
-when next ho went out the bouse was
empty, and a placard with great flaring
letters announcing it lor sole stared
him in tbe face, from the same window
in which the littlo white-robed elf had
stood waving her hand and smiling to
him. In course of time otlier faces np
poured there, but they were strange
faces and among thorn was never tho one
for which he looked.
Now, as Carradine sat painting alone,
he thought of all this; of the straggle
that had ended at length in success; of
bis bard unfriended boyhood and of tbe
beautiful cbild with her fragrant rose
crown, which had seemed almost like a
prophecy. That rose-wreatb, dry and
withered now, was all that was loft to
him of tbe fair vision, but when this
morning, in turning over an old port
folio, he had come upon it by chanoe, it
spoke to bim of that by -gone day just as
eloquently as when its blossoms were
fresh and pure. -
"Eight years ago," ho said, thought
fully, letting the shriveled circlet slip
through his fingers slowly. "She must
be near sixteen now if she lives. If?
No, I do not doubt her living presence
somewhere. I wonder w here she is now,
and what she is like at sixteen?"
With that he placed the wreath beside
his easel, and began to paint. The face,
.as it grew on the canvas, presented a
young girl, in tbe dewy, morning blush
of first youth, with sbudows in tbe great
dark eyes, and a half smile about the
bright carved lips, like an embodied
summer snn shower. It was thus that tbe
artist pictured bin ideal of tbe child
'woman, whose infantile look and smile
for eight long years bad been his own
-dream of lovo.
Carradine had not had an easy life.
An orphan from his earliest years, poor
.and unfriended, be had striven hard for
'the meant to gratify tbet inherent idola
try for art which was always clamoring
, to find expression in form and coloring
He had fonght and he bid won; but
now, at 20, he stood in tbe place which
he had gained for himself almost as much
alone at the very heart as he bod been
eight years before when tbe child's gift
came to Lim as a prophecy.
It was not that he was friendless.
Tbere wero men who liked and sought
him, women who would have gladly
taught him to forget his loneliness in
their affection. But though bis nature
responded readily to any kindness, there
was one chord, deeper than all, that re
mained untouched; and, from the sweet
est glances, bis thoughti went back to
tbe unknown child that had smiled down
on him so long sgo.
The ideal head became his great source
of enjoyment, and dreamy softness
shaded bis dark gray eyes, as Una by line
and tint by. tint took him back into that
pest, which, all lifeless as it was, seemed
to bim, in those moments, more real
than the buy present. Yet now, in re
viewing that one bright vision of his
memory, it was not so niuoh the lovely
ouil.l that he saw, in fancy, as tbo beauti
ful girl whose face, with fulVr depth
and sweetness, looked output him from
his own canvas.
Instinctively, ho hardly knew why, bo
disliked to work on this picture iu auy
other presence, and he dovoted to it only
his hours of solitude. So it happened
that it was nearly finished when, by some
chance, a friend discovered him bending
over it, too absorbed to notice any ap
proach. As the door opened, Carradine
rose hastily, turning his easel to the wall,
so as to conceal the face upon it. This
littlo stratagem, however, was destined
to bo of no avail. Having been marked
by tbe intruder one of those ootdial,
well-meaning people, good-natured to a
degree, but with little delicacy of per
ception the action at once aroused his
curiosity.
"Aha, master painter," ho said, with a
laugh, "lot us see what it is that yon
work at by yourself till it steals away
your eyes and ears. Only one peep!"
With that he laid bis band on tbe
frame and receiving no forbidding word
from Carradine, turned it round. The
next moment be was loud in praise.
"But who is it, Carradine? If it is a
portrait tell me where to find tbe origi
nal, and I trill, if it is a seven days'
journey!''
Carradine smiled.
"If I myself knew where to find such
an orginaf, I should not be here to tell
you, my good friend," be answered
evasively.
"Oh, a fsnoy sketch," said the other,
misled, as the artist hod desired. "I
might have saved myself the trouble of
asking. No real flosh and blood faoo
ever looked like that tbe mote shame to
nature, I say I Of eourse you will ex
hibit it. Carradine?"
"No." answered the painter onietly.
"No!" repeated the other in surprise.
"But, my dear fellow, you must, or I
shall betray vour -secret, and you will
have a swarm of visitors, worse than a
plague of Egypt, let in upon you.'
Carradine hesitated. A chanoe word
in his friend's speech had suggested
possibility that made his hoart leap in
spite of sobor reason.
"You are right," he said. "I shall
send the picture for exhibition. It will
be better so."
After his visitor had left him alone
again Carradine bent long over bis easel
gazing into the lovely, upturned lace,
until it began to fade into tbe gathering
twilight.
"If if !" he murmured to himself.half
unconsciously, "But it oannot be. Yet
I will send it and perhaps"
And so the picture was sent, in due
time: and it seemed almost as if Lara
dine's soul bad gone with it and drawn
bim to follow. Hour after hoar, and
dar after day. be sat in the gallery.
scrutinizing eagerly every face amid the
visitors, whom taste or fasmon bad
brought to look at the now celebrated
artist's latest success. Every night be
went away unsatisfied and every morning
he returned with hope springing afresh
in bis heart.
Still, the object of bis search.wbatever
it may have been, uocb not appear and
one day, discouraged at last, he resolved
to go no more on so fruitless an errand
Shuttincr himself in hie) studio he began
to paint, but.strive as bo would, be could
command neither nana nor iuncy.
Finally, tired of repeuted failure, he
abandoned work and yielded to the im
pulse which drew his steps in tbo cus
tomary direction..
when be entered the small side room
in which his picture hung he found but
two persons within, a young man and girl.
Carradine could not Bee the faces of
these two, but, with an earnestness for
which ho was at a loss to account, he
followed their retreating figures as they
moved slowly toward his picture. But
the next moment an exclamation of as
tonishment burst from the lips of the
young man.
"Why, here is your portrait, Leila!
What does it mean? Who oan the
painter be?"
With that, he hurried out to pnrchase
a catalogue Carradine advanced quiciuy
to tbe girl.
"I am the painter." he said.
She turnod and looked atrhim with one
steady gaze from those glorious eyes that
bad haunted his visions for so many
years. Then she spoke:
"You painted that picture, and how?"
xroni remembrance, be answered,
"It was my only tribute to tbe little un
known prinoes wbo crowned me once
with roses. Does she, too, remem
ber it?"
For a moment doubt was in her face;
bat as he looked fixedly at her it van
ished in certainty. A smile just touched
tbe bright lips.
"It was yon, then, on whom I forced
my roses? a princess who gave away hon
ors unasked. How often I have wondered
since "
She stopped, turned to the canvass
and added abruptly, "But I was a child
then; and here
"Hereyouarea woman," said Car
radine, completing the nnspoken sen
tence. "Is it so bard to understand?
The somi power that kept the cbild in
my heart showed me into what she would
ripen.
She did not look at him now, bat at
tbe picture, as sbe asked in a low voice,
"And whom am I to thank for such an
honor?"
"My name is Hubert Carradine," he
answered, and saw at once that it was
no nnfamiliur word to her. "And yours?
Through nil these years your face has
baauted me always, bnt your name I
never knew."
She hesitated a moment, then turned
to bim.
"You never knew my name? Then
think of me still as you have thought of
me through Ml tuete years, sbe said, a
half unilo lingering about her mouth,
but never lighting tbo great dark eyes
that were shaded bv some subtle sad
ness.
The look, tbe tone, transported Carra
dine beyond all remembrance of place or
circomstanze, into tbe unr'tJ realm of
imagination in which his wish was su
preme rnler.
"I have thsnght of yon always as my
life and my love," be said, half uncon
sciously bis dreamy .deep gray eyes glow
ing upon ber face. She blushed sudden'
ly, and then paled in an inatant. Jnst
then her former companion entered the
room.
"I am 'Leila Aoverney.'" she said,
hastily, "and this is Cecil Wyndham.my
my betrothed husband."
Not unothor word was said. As tbe
young man approached, Carradiue fell
hack a atop and looked at the two. His
was a fnir. handsome face, so littlo
marked as yet by time, that it would bo
hard for uu unpraoticed eye to conjec
ture w illi what linos tho shaping clmr
actor would yet stamp it. Nevertheless,
with oue keen gaze Carradine estimated
both present and future.
Hue vaid a few low -spoken words to
her companion, who presently moved
toward Carradine,' tbe painter of this
picture.
Carradiue bowed without speaking.
"Will you pardon mo for asking if it
is a fancy sketch?" continued Mr. Wynd
bam. "Partly so, but suggested by tho face
of a little girl," answered the artist.
"But the likeness is so very striking!"
mattered tbe young gentleman. "I
must have it at auy rate. Of sourse
yoa will part with it at your own
price?"
"The picturo is not for sale." said
Carradine, quietly, still regarding tbe
young man with that cool, steady gaze
which Had already caused him to betray
a hesitation, almost confusion, very un
like bis usual easy confidence. He seem
ed to have an instinctive knowledge that
tbe artist was ' measuring him, and to
shrink from that measurement with un
consoions dread.
Carradine saw Loila Auverucy onoe
more before she returned to her homo in
a distant town. Then he took bis pict
ure from the academy walls, and bung it
in his studio, whoro his eyes could find
it whenever he looked aay from bis
work. For he did not give up work; yet,
among themsolves, his friends pro
nounced him an altored man. and mar
veled what bad caused so subtle a differ
ence. Always quiet, he nrw seemed to
livo ia an ideal world of his own; and,
whatever he might oocupy himself with
tbere was that in his maunor which ap
peared to imply that it was only a tem
porary diversion until tbe coming of
somo event for which he was waiting.
So passed half a year, at the end of
which there came a lottor to Carradino.
It was very brief, but it was enough to
assure Lim of that which he bad been al
most unconsciously expecting.
The letter was from Leila Auveuiey.
He went to her at once. She met him
with a laughing light iu her eyes such as
Le bad not seen there when sho stood in
tbe gallery -beside her betrothed bus-
band; a light which recalled the morry
child wbo bad smiled down on bim so
long ago.
"Mr. Carradine," she said, "I told you
my fortune was gone, but I did not tell
you how utterly it had been swept away
I am nothing better than a beggar. Will
you take me for one of your students, for
obarity a sake?
He looked searching!' into her smil
lug iav-Ui
"And Mr. WynJham?" ho asked, in a
low voioe.
She laughed without so much
flush of emotion.
"Mr. Wyndham has gone with the rest
of my worldly possessions. Did I not
say that I bad loBt everything? You see,
Air. tarrodine, that I am not worth
much now as my picture."
Tho words as she said them did not
seem bitter. He took her hands.
"Leila," he said, "does your lossmuko
you unhappy;
"Do I look so?" she asked, gaily. "Ab
for the marriuge it was my father's wish,
and to gratify bis dying request X oon
sented before 1 knew my own heart"
Here a vivid color shot into hor cheek,
out sue went on. " there never was
love on my side; and on his well,
money is much more than love with
some natures. 1 do not wish to blame
bim."
Carradino's grasp tightened on her
hands.
"Leila," he said, "once your answer
put a bar between us,whon I spoko words
that were surprised out of my heart.
would it be bo now, it I should say
them once more? My love, my life, will
you come to me?
"Will I oome?" sbe ropoated, looklug
up into bis eyes and drawing nearer.
until his arms were silontly folded about
ber.
And so Carradine ftrnnd his love at
lost.
A Family Orchard.
In setting out a family orchard it is
well to do it understanding, and so ar
range it tbat fruit may be enjoyed from
early Bummer nntil lato lu the spring.
Tbe first apple to ripen in tbe summer is
the iarJy Harvest. 'I'bis apple is ratber
tart to suit a good many tastes as an eat
ing apple, but is valuable because it is
the first to mature. It is followed by
tbe lied June and Bed Astnichan ; the
latter is the better of the two because be
ing valuablo as a cooking apple as well
as for tbo table. The early apples are
numerous. A few Fameuse apples are
especial favorites with children,
and every family should plant
a few trees for home use.
It is a small apple, very juicy and of
pleasant flavor. The Itanibo should havo
a place in every orchard, largo or small;
it is good for cooking, and ono of the
best in its season for cider. Tbe Grav
enstein is an excellent apple, large and
plenty turt enough to be good for cook
ing. Tbo Northern Spy is a high-fla
vored applo, but tender and of short du
ration as to keeping. There are so many
apples coming at this season it is difficult
to discriminate. For sweet apples at
this season the Autumnal Swaar and the
Cuillicotbe Bed are among the best; a
tree or two of each should be grown.
For er)y winter the Oelloni Bellftower
is one of tbe best, though it is exceeding
ly tender for shipping. Norton's melon
is a spicy, fine-flavored apple, is of good
size.bears regularly every year, put is very
tender. Tbs four leading kinds of fruit
are th Yellow Newtown Pippin, Bald
win, sopns,Spitzenberg and Monmouth
Pippin, or B ed Cheek, as it is often
called. Of these every orchard should
have a full supply, which would be
valuable both for home use as well as for
shipping. Tbe business of frnit-raising,
we predict, will ultimately grow into a
large industry, and persons who have its
culture in view cannot enter too soon
into the business. Tbe time is by no
means distant when the attention of fruit
dealers will be turned to tbe great North
west for a supply, and in Washington
Territory is the place to procure it. So
Cat your orchards and be ready for the
m when it comes, for it is snre to
tome in less than ten years. Walla
Walla Statesman.. . .
A Ui eat Advocate.
Miss Frauois E. Willard, who will
soon be visiting the chief towns of this
'ost in the iuterest of tho Woman'
: C'bri'tiun Temperaneo Union, makes
xouiti exct llcnt suggestions iu referenoo
to making BiioocHsfuI totuperauce meet
ings. Miss Willard comes to our great
field hoping to enlist good women "to
join in the work of the Woman's Na
tional Christian Touiiiorance Union, of
which association sbo is president, and
which, with its thirty auxiliary Stato
aud territorial unions, is tho largest
socioiy ever composed and conducted
by women. Sbe comes with a wo
man's heart, consecrated by the Holy
Spirit to a work as holy as 'was ever
undertaken by woman. Inteuiperanoe
is peculiarly the woe of women. The
druukonness of husbands and sons
crushes, impoverishes and murders
woman. The poor inebriate does not
inflict npon himself near the sorrow,
shame, loss and niter woe that ho
brings upon his with. His beastliness
finds some relief In tho gratification of
his appetite and his passions. He
brutalizes himself, bo tortures bis wife
to death. The children he begets are
often born with the boriditary taint of
his own terrible tasto, and becomo
drunkards by an unconquorable tend
ency, of which he is tho guilty cause.
Women are the chief victims of tbe
whole criminal business of making, sell
ing uud drinking spirituous liquors.
Tbe mighty task to be accomplished is,
that of eduaating the people. Miss
Willard desires to have a thoroughly
successful oauipaigu. Sbo will receive a
royol wolcome from tho "good women"
of this State.
Miss Willard is the originator of tbe
"Home Protective movement," i. e. tho
ballot in woman's hands as a weapon
for tbe protection of ber homo. I oin
not close this artiole moro fittingly
than by quoting Mrs. Ingram's fine sum
mary of tbe character of Miss W.: "Bare
by endowment, of superior education
and high purpose, she has also entire
freedom from conceit aud other forms of
selfishness; possessing fidelity, enthusi
asm, simplicity and sweetness of spirit.
It is enough to say that she has a groat
soul and instantly recognizes greatness
of soul iu others. if airy one bos a good
trait, Franois Willard is sure to find it
out.
"Suoh qualities render her pre-eminent
and entitlo her to wear thoorown of lead
ership. Sbe is not a hobbyist, nor a par
ticlo one-sided, but has oonseorated un
usual talent to a noble cause, and works
persistently and conscientiously for it."
What may we not expect here from
the labors of so gifted and worthy a wo
man ? As Methodists, we may well fool
proud of our peerless sisters, and as tem
perance workers, greatly encouraged by
the effective service she is snre to render
to this important cause. Christian Ad
vocate. She Pidu't Want to Catch 'Em.
Tho Chicago Tribune publishes tho
following:
"How she must have loved him."
As Myrtle lledingoto spoke those
words softly to W. Simpson a blusb of
maiden modesty flamed for an inatant
aoross her pure young face, and disap
peared silently behind the tiny pink ears
that stood liko pigmy sentinels of a bat
tloment of rose tinted flesh, soft and
warm, and with beautiful curves, whoso
dimpled outlines would have mado evon
an anchorite resign. George had boon
telling her that beautiful story of the
princess of olden times wbo, when hor
lover was stricken down by a poisoned
arrow, knelt by his side, and with bor
own ruby lips drew from the wound the
fatal element. When be bad finished,
tho girl gave nttorunco to tbe words with
which this chapter opens. And then,
for an instant, silenco fell between
them.
Oeorgo was the first to speak. "If I
wore wounded by a poisoned arrow, dar
ling, would you emulate tbe oxamplo of
tbe princess?"
Tbe girl's form shook with a suddon
tremor, and her head foil upon bis shirt
front.
"I could not do it," she sobbed
through her tears."
"Why not?" asked Ooorgo.
"Do not press me for an answer," re
pliod the girl.
"But I must know," he says, in low,
agonized tones.
"Then," she mnrmnrs, pressing him
still more closely to her, "you are from
Kentucky, and I do not care to catch tho
delirium tremens."
Women Who Speculate lu Uil.
Ono of the curious features of the lato
rise in oil is the extent to which tbe la
dies of this city hsveyioldod to the temp
tation of acquiring wealth suddenly and
have gone to speculating on the Ex
change. In tho gallery your correspond
ent counted seventy-five of the fair sex
watching the fluctuations as keenly an
did the speculators and the brokers on
the floor beneath. Halt of this number
were resting note-books on the railing,
and a little shower of notes was continu
ally dropping down into tho hands of
brokers below, containing instructions
for their guidance.
Tbere were fair young girls iu Bilk
and satin, whose notes were entered with
jeweled pencils on tho daintiest of books;
bard-worked shop-girls, eagerly poring
over their business like figures; matron
ly ladies trying to look unconcerned, and
dropping their orders as stealthily as
possible; and bero and tbero a broker s
wifo, whose face showed a superior
knowledge of trade, but whose deal
ings as a class were the least
fortunate of all. These ladies were
all respectable, many of tbem
moving in the best society of the city.
There has been for a long time much
speculation among the ladies here "on
the quiet," bnt not nntil the last few
days has it been so open. Familiarity
overcame the first flavor of wickedness
sttached to this form of gambling, and
tbe practice now so firmly founded will
probably continue as long as does the
present excitement. Society life is cer
tainly dull enough in a town like this.
and it is no wonder tbat the ladies are
driven into the ranks of speculation for
something to do.
And they do not deal so lightly, either.
As nearly as oonld be ascertained, tbe
gallery occupants to-day purchased in
tbe neighborhood of 200,000 barrels of
oil, and the most lncky speculator, the
wife of a well known broker, cleared
SoOOOonher day's transactions. Two
I shop girls found themselves possessed
of u to thorn small fortune, SI-DO, at
, the cluso of tbo day's biisinc, and
.othe.' wiunings wero $1200, SKMK), and
several between goOO aud glOoO. Of
""""1 v v lunov-n, ill llivnn II I U
borno without a teai in public at
least. A sucji-ty belle drew bur check
for 200 to margin oil tho w bohliug
wbeu the market went the wrong way,
but sbe pluckily stuck to it, and has 'a
good chance of gutting even tc-nionow,
Chicago Tribune.
Batter too Uealistlo.
At a very refreshing season of rovival
in ouo of tho largo railroad centers not
long ago, ono of tbo pastors announced
that he would devote an evening to the
boys conneotod with the roads, inviting
them all to bo present, and promising
something that would bo of interest to
them, Tho night camo around and tho
lads were on hand. Perhaps they did
not take much stock in cmotionsl reli
gion, hut they were prepared to pay re
spectful attention to anything that might
bo said.
"King the bell!" exclaimed the minis
ter, plunging into his theme without
further introduction, hoping to please
bis auditors by continued teforenco to
their vocation. "Toot toot tootl
Away we go!" and ho begon to hop
up and down and stasgor around tbe
stago. His imitation of cai motion was
infeotious and tho men bobbed around on
their seats.
"We are plunging along at sirtv miles
an hour!" be roared.
Tbo audience said nothing, but looked
at each other with railed eyebrows.
' mora is nothing between as and
tloitb!" contiuuod the olergymau. "It
is a station to whioh we are ull bound.
Lookout. Ha! That switch is open I
Now we are bound to eternal perdition!
There is no help for us nowl We are"
uin ail he oould see woro assorted
sizes of legs disappearing through doors
and windows. Tbero was but one man
left in the audienoo, and he was screwing
at an imaginary brako with all bis
strength.
My fnond, commenced tho pastor.
"Jump, you doggouod jackass!"
roared the solitary brukoman." If we've
out the Bwituh, and boll's ahead, you
want to jump.
"JJut you. my brother, but you" ox-
claimed the clergyman, hoping to im
prove tbe opportunity and impress one
emotional soul.
"Never miud mo I" yelled tho brako-
man, setting his foot firmly and crouch
ing over the wheel. "Never mind me!
I've been trakeman on this road twenty
one years, and I'm willing to lay off in
uoii tor a little rest. Jump, you infer
nal jackass, unless you're tired of preach
ing!" Traveler's Magazine. '
SnORT BITS.
An economical woman aftor the death
of hor infant usod the rcmaindor of hor
soothing syrup to poison rats,
There was groat excitement in New
Jorsoy tbe otber day over tho rumor that
a bank coshior had not absoondodt
A man in Syracuse boasts that ho has
had 302 colds in his hoad in one year.
tie d uetter rent his bead for an loe-box.
"I really was pnzzlod what to do for the
best," said our own Mrs. Bamsbothan.
"I was quite 'on the corns of a duonna.'
as the saying is."
Aftor looking at the specimens of
Oreek art at tho musoum the othor day,
a gentloman remarked: "Greece must
be a very warm country. Nobody seems
to woar clothing thoio."
"No, I oan't write in cold blood." re
marked Fenderson; "I have to be tbor
onghy warmed up to do good work."
"The same is true of the goose tho
tailor uses," murmured Fogg, in a stago
whisper.
An exchange says, taking Gov. Olick's
own word for tho admirable condition of
affairs iu Kansas, it is unable to see any
necessity for a Demoorotio Oovornor,
nnloss it be to give the State a veterinary
surgeon.
Young lady "Isn't this obild a little
Frenchman?" Nurse "I eannot toll;
tbe father is a German, the mother
French." Young lady "Ah, then, we
shall not be able to find out until tbe
little fellow can speak."
The squirrel's Winter Habits.
Tbe red squirrol does pot lay by a
store of food for winter uso. like the
chipmunk and wood mice; yet in the
fall he somotimes hoards in a tentative,
temporary kind of way. I have seen
bis savingsbutternuts and walnuts
stuck here and tbere in saplings and
troes, noar bis nest; sometimos carefully
iusertud in tho upright fork of a limb or
twig. One day, lato in November. I
counted a dozen or more black walnuts
put away in this manner in a little itrovo
of locusts, chestnuts and maples by tbe
routlsido, and could but smilo at the wise
forethought of tbe rascally squirrol. His
supplies were probably safer that way
than if more elaborately hidden. They
wero well distributed; his eggs wore not
all in one basket, and he could go away
from homo without any foar that his
storehouse would be broken into in his
absenoe. Tbe next weok when I passod
tbat way tbe nuts were all gone but two,
John Burroughs in the Century.
Explosive Mixtuiies. Ernlosivn mir.
lores were often brusOrlbeil hy doctors
not well informed in materia medics,
Chlorato of potash, permanganate of
potash and glvcerino is one of tbem. A
pomade of chloride of lime, sulphur and
otber substances will detonate when
rubbed in a mortar. Hypophosphilo of
lime or soda, when triturated alone,
tomelimcs explode. Pills of oxide of
silver are apt to deoompose with a
tremendous explosion. Tincture of
iodine and ammonia form the iodide of
nitrogen a violently explosive sub
stance which, agi'atod with water, is
nearly certain to detonate. Chlorate of
potash and tannin are likely to act in
the asms wsy. A dsntrifice containing
chlorate of potash and eatecha has been
known ro explodo in tho mouth.
Matrons are found to be useful in (he
police stations in Glasgow. Seven are
employed there to take charge of female
prisoners. The city has half a million
inhabitants and 1,000 policemen, wbo
appear to be unarmed, bnt carry short
clubs in their pockets.
i
TBE U0.HE OOlTOE.
To relievo bicoough at onoo, take a
lump of sugar saturated wilh vinegar.
To roliove a severe headache, bind tho
temples tightly with a handkerchief or
cloth.
llemmorrhage of tho lungs or stomach
may be quickly stopped by small doses
rf salt.
For earache dissolvo asafuMida in
water; warm a few drops aud drop in the
ear; tbon cork the ear with wool.
A ffood nnwilAF nf annfT ,hi,fi m-111
euro catarrh is mado of equal parts of
gum uruuio, gum uiyrrn aud blood root.
Toothache may be speedily ended by
the application of a small bit of eotton
saturated with aroonia to the defeotivo
tooth.
It is stated bv a medical wril.ir that
earbolioaoid diluted with warm water
and poured into the ear is a sovoreign
euro for earache.
For a Scald or bnrnamilv immmlintilv
pulvoiizod oharooal anb oil. Lamp oil
will do, but linseed is hotter. Tbe effect
is miraculous.
olaims that ho has emnlovml oobf wntnr
sponging and ice bags to the throat in
severe oasos or scarlet fover during
twenty years and with such good results
that he oonsidurs the treatment not only
pormissiblo,butaotually necessary where
the symptoms are alarming.
To treat snrains orivn tlm (T,witn.l nirt
rest and apply warm formontntions. If
iuflamation bus set in lint nn IkikiIio. nt
cooling applications, which may be re-
moveii ai intervals u neooBsary. when
tho inflamatiou subsides use friotion and
stimulating liuimonla or poultice mode
of broad, vinegar and water.
To ston bloedinir. if frnm . navitv in
the jaw aftor a tooth has boen extraoted,
shape a oork in tho proper form and sizo
to oover the cvity, and long enough to
be kept firmly in plaoe when tbe mouth
is closed.
Careful cooking of even the lonireBt
UBed and best known kinds of food,
whether animal or vegetable, is tbe im
portant rule to insure heiltb and strength
from tho table. No matter what tbe
quality of the food to begin with maybe,
a bad cook will invariably incur heavy
doctors' bills and a not less inoonsider
ablo "little amount" at the druggist's.
For chapped lips, mix two tablosnoon-
flllft fif ftliil-irinil limt.ttt uitli fav .1 mnr.m
' " " - ----- ...v.. ..U..UJ niH, wr V, 1 w.r
of lavendur water, or any othor per
fume, and anoint tho lips frequently,
To remove warts, got a little bullock
gall and koop it in a bottlo: rub a littlo
on the warts two or three timos a day,
and iu a short tjme they will disappear.
It may bo useful to know that hoarse-
nossB may be relieved by using the white
of an egg, thoroughly boaton, mixed
with lemon juice and suarar. A tea-
spoonful takon occasionally is the dose.
To dostroy blaokheads. wash tho face
thoroughly at night with tooid water
and rub briskly with a Turkish towel;
then apply a mixture of one ounoe of
liquor of potossia and two ounces of
oologne.
Now Method of Drilling Wheat,
Mr. P. H. Smith, a farmer of Kansas.
claims to have discovered a new inotUodot.-
drilling wheat. The Kausts Farmer
highly recommends the invention, and is
satisfied it will prove of great value to
farmers. Tbe inventiou has beon pat
ented and consists of attachments of iron
wheols about two ioobes wido to follow
every drill hoe, and so construotod that
every roller accommodates itself to the
inequalities of the surface: It follows
the drill into hollows and over ridgos in
dependently of the other rollers. Each
roller has a pressure of 71) to 80 pounds.
They press tbe oarth down on tho sood,
i.r.. i i . , ii 1 1 ,, 1 1
urunniug oioiiB sua tilling up an to
littlo air obambors near tbe seed and
loave furrows in whioh the plant receives
benotit instead of injury from winds and
frost. In dry weather this method has
the same advantage tbat listing oorn has.
Tt ,1nn,M wKa.a ,a mnIufc a if
a,ouutu nuoio mo uiuidv onim to.
tbero is any. Wheat may be plantod by
tins mothod in weather that would bo
too dry for the ordinary way of sooding,
booause the earth about tbe seed is pul
verized and prosBed together, making
availablo what littlo moisture thcro is,
and putting the earth in a oonilitlon to
retain it as well as to reaeive more from
tbo atmosphere. The furrows catch and
hold the drifting dust of windy days, so
that earth gatbors around the growing
filant instead of being blown away from
t; and when frost heaves the ground, as
it softons and fulls it drops in about the
whoat. Mr. Smith claims tint, by this
procoss, a half bushel of sood is too much
to the acre.
A Coal Economizer.
Mr. Pridgin Teule says truly that our
present open fireplaces aro all on tho
furnace systom, and advocates tho adop
tion of a remarkably simple plan, which
converts thorn at once into slow combus
tion grates. A plate of iron to inclose
tbo space between tbe hearth and tbe
lowest bar of the grate is all tbat is
wanted, or, in his own words, "a simple
shield resting on the hearth and rising as
high as the bottom bar of the grato. It
coit two or three shillings, and requires
no fixing or "man's time." The econo
mizer makes three tons of coal do.bo
work of four. By its universal us in
Leeds InQrniary it saves X10U a year in
eoal. It consumes all eindors, aud
leaves at the bottom of tbe grate a floe
ash. valuablo to farmers, Jt js reckoned
that if evorybody in the United Kingdom
converted his fireplace into a slow-combustion
grate, on the principles laid
down by ilr. Teale, there would be a sav
ing in the consumption of coal of nearly
9,000,000 tons in the year. Having
heard of tbe eoonomizer a fow months
ago, I got Jones of Down street, Pica
dilly, to pnt one into my kitchen stove
and drawing-room fireplace, and have
found no discontent expressed below,
and much satisfaction felt above, as the
fire keeps in regardless of much atten
tion from tbe butler, and always looks
cheery and bright when I oome borne.
Hall's Journal of Health.
Mkasuiiino Whiit ia North Caro
tijla. A gentleman of our village not
long since canght in Grassy oreek, about
three miles from here.a huge turtlo. Tbe
flesh fed four families five days, ontil
they got tired of it, besidts a good deal
given away to the neighbors. Tbe shell
is used for measuring wheat. Oxford
Torchlight.