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WHEN WIFE'S A-CO'N AWAY. Somehow Jm around the frooe tln't so funny aa before, la' I'm all (be time forget ila' This or that 'era little chore; When I til out 1 lha kitchen, Want to banc around an' stay) guess I'm foolish cause thia e?'ulo', Why my wife' a-go'n' away. ghs'e a-fulu' things up for ma With a thoughtful. lovln' cars, Tellin' me that aomethlna here, ' An' aomethln' else la over there) Look In' aober, apeakln' low Tolced, Though ahe hasn't much to nay; KeU'h her eyes on nie all dim Uka (Jueai aba hatse to go away. Wish twaa orer wlab twaa way off Wish we didn't have to part ; That's Jlst what I keep a tulnkln', An' aJoello' lu my heart. fn our eiwerlta ace much furUer Than the partln' of today, An' Jest biut what they can't tell us. When a loved one'a go'a' away. Chili to mind another Journey, Uy an' by we all must go. Wonder who'a a geUln' ready For the train that mores ao alowf BriDga the team to think about lu lio I git nigh her an' pray It may I my time for etartln', Juat when abe'a a-go'n' away. -Omaha World. TWO FORCED HOLIDAYS. "I aint goin' ter stand this any longer. They't jes workin' mo to death, an' there aint no use er bein' a white slave furever. I'm old enough, I guess, to hov somcthin' ter say 'bout what I shall ! Yes, I'm comin'l" raising his voice to a shout. "Thet's the way 'tis. Ef I aint a-workin' an' itrainin'an' workin' every minute, an' tint Jes' where they want mo, there's as ef I nover worked at all. It jes' aint relit?" With slow, awkward steps, the speaker, an overgrown lad of 15 years, moved from the bank of the brook. where he had been resting, to a lurge clearing in tho forest, wncro his ax and cout were thrown down by the tide of a cord 01 woou. The soliloquy was merely the not nral expression of the thoughts that bad been coursing through the boy's Dlinu, as no my ureuiuing on 1110 grassy sods before the sound of his lathers voice had disturbed him. The sudden interruption of his day dream irritated him, uud the probable thought that he would bo reproved for his actions made his lot seem hardor than it was. "Aint you got them logs piled up jcti was wnai ne nenru, as no sham bled across tho open clearing to where bis father stood. Here Icamo up from t'other clean u. spectingyou be ready to help me with this 'ere team, an' you tint half through yet It's too pro yokin' fur anything, Jim, the way that you put me out I" Mr. Poulder looked very much an noyed, and he removed his hut for an instaut, and mopped the perspiration from his brow with a quick, jorky movement Then he jammed it on hit head again, and looked toward the half finished work of his son. Jim, meanwhile, calmly leaned against the trunk of a largo tree, debating within his mind whether or not it was iot the proper time to inform his father just what he had been thinking of. There was an element of romance in this lonely farmer's boy, and as he looked at nia father, he fluttered him self that ho was a hero. He had al ready confused to himself that he was t white slave a. phrase he had culled memorized from a- dime novel that had been lent to him by one of his boy ish playmates. "It was true that like all farmer boys, he had been brought up to work, and although his father was some times a little strict with him, compell ing hiin to do his alloted task when he lad attempted to shirk it Jim Poulder's lot was not harder than that of hun dreds of other boys in the country. There seems to be a time in all boys' byes when they become dissatisfied with their surroundings, and long for wme sensation, or change in the daily routine of duty. This time had ar rived for Jim Poulder, and, as an ex cusoforhisindeflnite longing for some thing, he complained that too much work had always been given him nnce he was able to handle a hoe or ax. Jim was not a disobedient son, but loved his father and mother, and con fiaeredita punishable crime to cross either of them by word or deed. Yet ometimes he felt lonely and restless on the mountain side,- and lie often "ought that his work would not be u so hard if he hod a companion. About his only recreation was found in the woods, gunning, or idly fishing jn the small brook that flowed across nu father's farm. He had left his work for a few min nje to indulge in this pleasure, when nu father came upon the scene, and it Was tartly a guilty conscience reprov m?liim that made the boy so irritable JM cross, and put him into such a de t position toward every one. 'Father, I'm tired of work I" he ally broke out after his father had wen staring at tho felled trees for ome time. Mr. Poulder turned his head quickly ward his son and surveyed him wonderingly for a few seconds with- "peaking. Jim's eyes dropped be w those of his father's, and a slight wusn stole iuto his tanned cheeks, fired of work, you say, Jim!" lae question was slowly asked, as if peaker was reflecting, or had not J quite understood the full import of ukIs remark. 'Ye, father," continued the boy, Pining courage by the silence that Wowed. "I ain't never grumbled upman I've alius done jetfwhatye me to, but it wa'n't because 1 1 J7fecl'ef I had more'n 1 oughtcr J lliere ain't many fellers tliet has "to the work thet I hev, an' there "".Diany thct would do it without kick. Ef I aint right on r'J jes when ye want me there's a wstewm'an" fussiu, jes' as ef I'd nutted some crime. I've ies' been hcre a young feller left home fur j' suc" treatment an' ru his way up into tha mS! V2 mother state. He com ed lout his hard lot but bit wouldn't listen to him. Then - ran away." i uaven t thought of doin' thet, r you, Jim" interrupted Mr. Poul- this juncture. . il0, " n. I can't say thet 1 hev," Wy replied the lad, wincing before 'ber g straightforward glance. V-f. " "JmK yur lot hard, then, my . ; , continued Ilia futhAF with HookinhisTyes. it fHer, I hev thought th : 5 hev too much work, you say? J0" troublef Then, at if himself Mr. Poulder con- 'Probably I'M been a little hara on you; Tim lot of work to bo i n' TV. , , . . IZ "u' .n lU8 . through wi rr.f.M.' ! fS mLL i lSLV ... , - nunm uuru fuithfullv. an' now ,'ll ii . ..v.. vv4 uuru uu wl ' uc re- Jim moved uneasily against the tree, and wished thut his father hud Un a httlo more angry with him. and ouldn t talk so kindly about him. bomuhow the turn of affairs did not lu.lt0i i"ult !'i,n- n,,d wi"l"Hl that i huu uwn uiiieruut. , , , . . father bj ,, ;, , C , , , meaninir-lin.,.if.. ;.. i - i T , his witli dim ....I .i ' V V s V w h . SrJaL Mkuoi'rf-if Wrt to mmrovTwhen " v i d tinuw! lder eun - "Wi.ll Tim i u . . , . lob N needn t finish this i 10 we 1 as.y.01'. nl 1 iiuvo me omer cieann unti to- murrow. iou can go on Uhlan'." "But father" "Never mind; theft all right lean L,.'1. w.ll,hout l''P- You can hev a half holiday." The dumfounded lad remained in the same position until he aw his futher s win? the ax nvnr l,. and begin cutting up tho trees into proiwr lenirths for cord wrw! Tlmn abashed by his own boldnn n.l feeling a certain exultation of success ... ....u.i, in luriu-u away trora the clearing, and went back to rrom Ins ixvsiiinn nn tho rrfnaan Knnl. 1.. 1 I . . father, but he could hear the steady blows of tho ax on tho trees. Tho fish were aa nlpntifnl I .'"v ii uo couiu not see ins that afternoon, and several pood bites were mado on Hie bait but tho voumr nslierman did not enjoy his sport half 80 fQK 48 on ot"er occa-sio'"'- Ho trolled his line about listlessly, and paid more attention to tho distant woodchonner's heavy, ringing blows than to tho snapping of tho speckled trout Every unusuul sound seemed to startle him from his revjrie, and uo giancea uasuiy around toward the clearing. The afternoon slowlv waned and Jim Poulder's memorable half holiday ran itself out. Fortliree hours he re- mained seuU'd on the bank of tlmsMmll brook, watching the bright leaves on ! tho trees and tho trouts in tho brook. and listening attentively to thesounds mui camoiro'ii Ins lather s ax. About sundown he walked slowly homeward, and stomied at tho bam to feed the animals, liut Rome one had already performed his nightly duty, and the animals were taken care of for the night Then ho went to do a few littln p.linwft nmniwi ilm Iim,c und found that these too had been dono hv ' his futher. "Well, he means to give me a half holiday in earnest" Jim muttered, as he stood just outside of the door before entering for his supper. "I wonder what he'll sav 'bout it to tho supper table. S'iKMoVUhovtomakeup fur it temorrow " j Ho gave the stick with which his favorite dog was playing a violent . i i T . lork nnil nnli.m1 Inn f.fminn in nlmivm iu no gentle tones. Then, as if ashamed ut his show of anger, ho patted the animal on the head, and told him to follow him into the house If the overworked boy expected to hear some reference to tlie duv's work. or to his half holiday, ho was disap pointed. His rather and mother both talked of other things that were quite foreign to tho subject which was up- SSSSfSrSbl? Slim" telSTfiJ and comfortable for him but he felt moody and ashamed and at an early hour he hurried otr to bed. i yci inuai, in uiui a iiiuiu. fvil uiuk even- Tho following momiuff wasabrifrlit and clear one, and the sun was shining warmlv into the lads sleemnsr room , II' rfl I ITCIUITJ UO UIJCIIUU 1113 XllVU UU tarteu up wiin a jump, ana mauo an . , ' exclamation oi surprise as ne oouea outoiuoors. jiwasiuny ockkk, and his rising hour had always been 6, while breakfast was invariably served at half-past 0. "Gracious Bakes I what s the matter anyhow?" he muttered aloud, as he hurriedly dressed himself. "I didu t near any one can me. Then, as remembrances of past morn- ings when he had slept on after being called rushed through his mind, ho tried to think whether he had reneuted such an ollenso. liut no, ho could not , remember having heard his mother or father call him that morning. Ho walked down into the breakfast room a little sheepishly, exjiectillg to be re- proved Severely for his laziness. But no one was in the room; his mother; was busilv eneaccd in her work out, 1 sido and Jus breakfast was standing on the table waiting for him. lie sat down immediately and nastily uraiiK denUof thta kmd have been repoi ted.-CUl-his cotfee and munched a few rolls, duo Tribune. Then picking up his cap he started for the barn to begin his work. "Good morning, Jim. Your father , has taken the horses to the mill to dav." his mother said as sho caught Bight of him. "You can t go to the cleann today; meres no nurry uout thet work." I This was another surprise for the boy, and he stood for several minutet undecided what to do. It was so strange to have the horses fed and harnessed up to the farm wagon and , taken away to work before ho was un, ; and yet stranger still was it to be told that the work in the clearing could wait until a later period. Ho did not know quite how to act : but after a short hesitation, ho turned to the wood pile near mm and picisea up an ax wun me intention m u. ing some wood for the house stove, ebad not split two sticks before he heard his mother calling him again. "We've hired Sandy to come an cut up thet wood. Jim," she said. "oir father thought he could do it be ter than you, an' then you would hev less ter do. Never mind cuttin' it now. Jim slowly dropped the ax. Then facing his mother, he said, 'ell. mother, then let me help you. Don t you want some work done fur you? "Oh, no, I've very little to do today. I don't need any help," was the reply. So Jim Poulder was forced into idleness that day. Everything that he attempted to do, he found that some body else had engaged to do before him: Finally, he walked y' the farm towards the brook bewil dered and surprised He tried to in terest himself in fishing again, but altera short trial he flung down hu line with disgust From the brook be ?ili 1 th. r Wmr in the woods. but his ax was not in its P,ace' everything was silent and ttili. Alter watcmng a squirrel at play for a time, he then lUmea ui . p home agai hoping that U father had returned f rom tie . ha then tumea ouiwr";'- - He wat aisanpoiu - --r an4hf fciiffl JnS? ! 71 till lUfle.'U ILIuTdrig ucTi I fie afternoon wot more dreurvthrm i " .mji i V"" H? was left .lor.; todo 1 "Sff unsuited to uuc vi uia n-si ita nntiiM lih..i,..l. i wai what he had tn tuiiifinif turn i for weeks post Now thut he hatTit to bu hearts contcnL be WhA t... ome work that would kill the time mu oanihii certain thoughU Chat would worry him coiiKtantly, no mut ter where he wua. liut this u lonesome, "he exclaimed : hh, itv A.iaiiiiii lulr;ll'"''aiiy, lute in the after- " "" " me soil n maun i sum any- th"lfi: l? f",lu:r .'lK,"t. Work' 1 don ' whuter lo with , mytclf, .n' I jfeel toomwin fur anything when I'm Wl1" " ,len cal1 8 ffllor do among tlioso mountains without he "Tk 1 never tliought of it bo- lore, it don't awm ri.ri.i ii.iu - . a w iuio nuttier when evervtliing is so bright anil l.ttat Tl.... ii! i r ' '" " anu oirus uim mini, 1 know. Tlievre ivirL'iii irk kv. auuii-iuiii iocuu 1'oor 1111111! an nnl .......l.:..l . . 1. ... Uiey get cnuplit every time thev make a mistake in their work, an' nibble the wrong food. I'll feed 'em now with out try in' to catch 'em." For a brief instant Jim Poulder for got ui own lonesomeiiess in his en aeavi ueavorto make tho tlshes in the stream happy, and ho leaned over tho bright gurgling brook as ho threw all of hit can awuv. and watched it u-hi n it was eugerly devouivd by the creuturet dt tllA U'nti.1 He did iiot know that in this simplo act ho was learning ono of the irreatcst lassonanf lifn- tlmt ilio li Panacea for ennui is to turn tho mind and energies towards the heliiinir of Jhers, and thereby making the lot of 8u""erors happier and more endurable, T'10 next morning Jim Poulder was up bright and early, but his father had anticipated him, and hud already fed fo animals. Hocould really do noth- In? More breakfast, and he returned to 11,0 uol,se a lilllo disappointed, ougn sun strong in tlie resolution tnat he had mudo tlie preceding day. uo , 01 ktst bcconi thoroughly dis- Susteil with himself, and ho meant to Pako '".s ajwlogy by actions as well as y w.ords. ''ather. I want to do my regular worlf .t0" boldly, as he " luiin-r uiii.i rciiuv uj leave for tho woods. "I am tired of idle ness." Mr. Poulder looked at his son for a brief instant while a peculiar gleam of satisfaction canio ir.Na his dark eyes. Ho did not answer for a moment but let the boy have time to hido his blush BfllV II, o Inllin. . ...... I . . . - I ing face from his guze. "T"e otur Jly you were tired of work; now you re tired of play. Isn't tL?' .rutber contradictory. Jim?" ?ut 1 Idldnt "nw what I wanted then. I want to work uow. J ve got to hev somethin ter do. It's 100 loucso, UP. "ere to loaf. It don't fl Wlth n- , ,, , Tuo impulsive boy blurted out the " l!1 JTi- l,ml fuUlc? "otd?uU ,tnB. and tho two Ki n nwnv In llin u'rwrvU tn. gether. It was a clear summer's day, and the air was sweet with tho scout of tho wild mountain flowers. Similar days had been enjoyed be fore in tho woods, but none seemed so bright to Jim us this particular morn ing, when- he chopped tho great trees down by tho side of his father, and forgot all of his compluiuls iu his work. uis two holidays had taught him a I .i.... i. .... t . t . i. aThe concluded UiaTw Z greatest blessing that U given to young lon U)is w F ? n;. u..-,i ITia lrio anil Kncruwl ttw a fnMint VM n uWVMfULt k i1;0 i;ftiA ;:. dent in his monotonous life. Instead ... . u v iVJUH llllll III VIU1VUL A1 ln . am hoI i mili l.nn 1.a folly icl it Lecn- iUI. t VU1UI I HUM MlUllb tlllll tllD of jlis wishes by lettin(r him feci himself, which, uf ter all. is the keen Dl-t nivi,, n,i n i,,iOPicn,i Jim was brigllt enougll to Ke lhe sub. Uety of his father's actious, and he admired the scheme no less than the originator of it -George Ethelbcrt Wal!jll m Youth's Comiiuuion. . it Cured Her. "Good night i" aaid tba louth. awl moremeni he made be would ki the dear g-irl; ZfcltfZ' with a loud aounuiDg thwack That made her head painfull; whirl. .l,..1.lm h. ,hr.,hl.., ' m. Bound the form of the frightened young miaa, "For your own dnrllnir aake Dont repeat that mWake. l-n b every realon to lLink ,hat de lhe 0 for I10 furlher A Snuplclooa Title. Omaha Girl Ma, Mr. Kicefellow baa In rited me to go to tbe theatre to-morrow night Omaha Dame Humph I What play la itt "It'i a new play called 'The Uuko." An Enitlkb dukr "I iuupoe to." "Mr, Moefellow ought to be aahamed of himself. You abaut go a etep." Omaha World. Very DUtlnollilnf. Counsel Had the accused any distinguish ing features by wbkb you recognised biinf Witness Yea, air; be was bow legged in both eyea. Burlington Free Press. KathlDf Like Being on tbe Safe aide. And I most make you promise one thing that is tlmt you will not n any account exhibit any of tiieiu in your shop wbidowa Photographer promisee. Judy. K.a H,p.rboiaw ,TMlworth, in comparison to any other Jn ia aa an electric liht to a Uow Canute, on ""'" J i dU:iloDd de oMbe - J eommonwith of bi I . l tallow caiulle. Bin imoiii;miu.ij,i. a"r - I TVh'iCH WAY 13 NORTHf DIOklwnt Mcthoda of Rl;lillng Finon Who Ut "Turned AnwuJ." Nothing i better known than thnt wme people have a ketn sense of di rection, while others do not, and yet every one is apt to "get turned around" tomi'tiim, losing the correct judg ment of direction. When such uu error it inuilo. the x'rni who has be come "tuniMl around" is under tho necessity of being stH right Tlie Freiich huvo a sm-ciul term forthrK: i .ii-', i- i. .. one wuo eMuoasncs ins uinriion is said to s'oricnU'r, which menus liter- pain w o ui ally to east one's self; and the mnse of uuvcuon is cuneu orteination," a .1 . . r , , . . - ... oorroweu. Tbe u'nimy of t,,e FMKM 'I1" ing people, however, is to the north as the starting point of dinc- tion, rather thun the east. A ptH)ple whose ancestors have liv.nl chi. lly in- land, liko the Romans and tho Fr.-nch. n,;i, .,.,,.-n.. .:.; ..r imii i (av it i tit t j vl viio ini u m HIV sun as giving tho central point of di- . 1 recuon, A I ., T !,.r,"l'r!!,u0,S.nth0CT,mry' i to the orth Star as the one , um hungi-ub e point. ,Ure to at a tltii aiumiHitiiltf J. n ... looks fixed, triiKie a sum accumiciv. : a ncrson of the Anglo-iNixon nice is almost sure toask, when "turned around," "Which way is north I" When one has found the North Star, or seen the sun riso or fcet, after being "turned around," is ho really set right iu his own sciise of the direc tion I One may easily make a mistake, especially in a city or within a house, and cveu become "turned clear around," mukiuff north scorn soutli. and eust west V hen ho is corrected felt within his power to makolhodi- rections seem riirhtf There is a great difference between individuals iu this resjiect Somo are instantly conscious of (he pointt of the compass wherever they may bo: they may err, but thev cannot avoid tho sense for a moment thnt oneway is north and another soutli. I Others seldom give the directions in a strange place a thought until they are informed, and such iersous find it hard to understand the case of others who, though living for years in a place where they have once been turned around," can never mako the poin "seem right" and are often much distressed by tho fact There is reason to believe that the people who lind it hard to escniie from an error of this sort are really tlio ones who have the keenest natural sense of direction. They ore acutely conscious of direction, and when they have mudo a mistake, find tho impression so deep that it cannot bo shaken olf. Such persons' errors are apt to be few, and to bo made in towns and the interiors of houses. In theopen Holds and woods they seldom err, whilo the person who easily adapts himself to tho information of others is likely, in the woods, to move ubout in a circle, i and become lost I Tho savage lint a better sense of di- roc tion that tho civilized man, because ho has hud more occasion to cultivate it "Tlie civilized man," says Emer son, "has a Greenwich nautical al manac, and s being sure of tho in formation when he wants it tho man in the street does not know a star in i tho sky." 1 But it is a mistake to suppose tlmt the Indian is never "turned around." In cities he often is, and sometimes even iu tho woods. It is hisconlldcnce in himself which has led many persons to supposo that the Indian never errs in his direction. The story of the lost Indiuu who said, "Indiun no lost; wig wam lost." may well have been true, for even tlie savage, though ho trusts his own judgment may lose bis souse of direction. But tho Chincso, although tho first Dconle to uso the artillciul means of . fixing tho direction tho comjiass for tho most part have the gift of judgii: tho direction instinctively. They nevi say, "turn to tho right turn to tl ft of juuiring never the left" in showing the way, but always "turn to tho north, or to the soutli, and so on. Their sense of direction probably does not however, como from a particular gift but from the I practice, very common with them, of ; studying tho heavens. Youth's Com ' pauion. The Promoter. "Tlie minds of American inventors are fixed on coast defense guns," said an exjicrt at Fort Lafayette a day or two ago. "The cream of contenix rary inventions seems to bo found in field pieces. Dr. Calling's lutest in- j vention is a police gun, or street piece, i for use in riots. Dr. Gutling, by tho way, has a promoter who has Tor years looked after his enterprises. He is a 1 gray haired, close cropped, rather wiz ened looking man of some sixty years of age, who in New York is generally I found about tho Coleman house. His name is Cormick, and ho prides him- j self on his wide acquaintance with 1 publio men. Mr. Cormick has ono ad vantage which in a promoter is a great ! one. llo easily convinces a hearer of his implicit confidence and belter iu his principal. It looks as if the time were not fur distant, by the way, when no enterprise requiring legislative ac tion can succeed without a promoter selected for his ability and acquaint ance. Acquaintance is the great thing. It is better to be known unfavorably than not to be known at all." Just then Old Tom, an enormous black cat who is Fort Lafayette 't only ateady garrison, ran out aud interrupted tlie conversation. New York World. She Liked tba Boya Beet. 0 Mother (nursery dialogue) Nellie, I bare told you a gieat many timet not to romp with Tommy, and you must obey me. Nellie Could I play wilb hiin if be waa a girl i Mother Perhaps. Nellie But I wouldn't want to. Burling, ton Free Press. More Than It Waa Worth. Robinson What waa the amount of your dortor's bill. Dumleyl Dumley I paid bim 1300. Robinson Two hundred dollars! Tbatt too mtKh. Dumley He saved my life, you know. Robinson Yea, I know be saved your life. But t"300, Dumleyl That's too much. New York Sun. A Leaeon la Geography. Ttsvher to boy who bad to be eorreeta! frequently Can't you tell me where tlie Blue Rulue il i Boy (rubbing bla shoulder) No; but I caa ' VU you where the black and blue ridge ia. ; He is treated more rigderoualy than arsr. Texas Billings. Sbe Weeld Sealloe Oysters. "Trim the boatl en lalined Mr. Popinjay ratber sharply, to his wife, while tbey weie out for an evening row. .rwt I- six gj. - U -tifc onrsasnnaiile. retorted Mrs, You know f harent got the ma- Burliiigto Free Prase. CAN MEN tARN TO FLYf rrnlilein Auilxl lnB (he Araalemji of Rei e.tte A ('niuMiiy lo IIiniui lutenlluo. All iiilveiitiiroiis ai'ronaul tucceeded in Hymn a ('.nik of miles in the aub iirl of New ork. Willi llioaidof huff iiiaclniif lluii lind wino-a, and that sceined lo iim; IIi.mii with cousitlenible sucf.'sa For something like a genera lion the inventor of this Hying ma chine hail been at work UMiuiLand bud Ihhmi l;nioiel at liecuuseof it as heartily aa ever the irrepressible Keel v. , oi motor famu, wua lunched at Hut be I was a Scotchman, who possessed true Beoteh tenacity, lie stuck to his idea and Dually had tho satisfaction of see ling its great wings beat tho air over Coney Island and carry it a consider ablo distance before it was thought , well lo let it rest, i Asa result of this there has been or gnniml a company with a capital of $1,000,000. tho object of which is edu cate the public in tho mutlcrof living, nd to supply the wings thut will be ; necessary. mm uiw niii:iirh H.,llll'lll V which onto every wee subjwU lhut nioslJ nolhin nbmil and wlOS01 r.ven the auenist academy of sci k discus- know members Unow pretty much evervthimr that mortal uiau ought to know, is taking some cognizunco of tho allair at issue, and in a quiet wavaro dismissiiir the question as to. whether or not man will be able to lly. Many of the learned professors insist thut. as man bat by the helpof machinery been able to projH'l himself through the water, there is no reason why he should not conquer the air in the tame munner. But many more of tho professors shake their heads in solemn negation when this argument is advanced. Still the Scotch inventor's success has created an impression. His Hy ing machine it cipir shaped, some CO feet in length and 4'J feet in diameter. Its wings work exactly liko those of a bird by the aid of a profiler worked by electricity, and the passenger it curried just as an eagle carries iu prey. It is a peculiar allair, but hat been more successful thun anything of its kind, and hence tho arguments among tlie scicutilic professors. Most of these professors believe that man will be able to fly by mechanism only when that mechanism is made after that of the hint Ono of these learned men, discussing the mutter tho other (lay, expressed this opinion. Ho said thut from tho earliest time tho dominant wish of man had been to lly after the manner and method of the bird. Most models of tho air ships that have been attempted have been after the bird of (light, and particularly of the sea bird, whoso ability for continual flight owing to the iniwer of lighten intf its body, is well Known. 'Should inuu ever lly successfully," said the learned man, "ho will have to do it by means of mechanism modeled after the elastic and muscular form of the sea hint." The authorities tell us that the fly ing machine is of prehistorical origin. W e are told also that somo 400 years B. C a wootlen pigeon was mudo to lly with considerable success. As this exploit was accomplished more than 2,200 years before tho trial of our Scotch inventor's machine we have not much to boast of. Just what will como of tho discus sion at the Academy of Science re mains to be seen. Nothing atall may come of it in tho end except a good deal of theorizing. But iu the mean time Patrick U. Campbell, the doughty Scotchman, who is the inventor of a machine that made tho successful flight through the air, is going right ahea and is terribly in earnest Ho has worked nearly all his lifoon hisinvon tion, and now, backed as he is by a capitalized company, he thinks ho sees success ahead. New York Mail aud Ex press. The Midnight Nun. Imneino yourself on u shin at anchor looking west or ttraight in front of you. There is u broad expanso of sea a little to your right hand, behind you will be the rugged coast, and to your left tho long, narrow llord between the islands and tho mainland that the steamer has just traversed. You watch tlie sun as it slowly, slowly seta; the islands and tho coasts look like a rich . dark purplo, and tho shadows cast by i the ship's must etc., grow longer and ' longor. After a bit when the sun hat tunk apparently twelve feet from the horizon, it stops and seems to remain stationary for about twenty minutes; then the very tea gulls hide away, while the air all of a sudden strikes chilly. Each one lias un awed, ex pectant feeling; the tourist steunicr broods a tilenco thut may be felt Soon tlie tun rises very slowly once again, and the yellow clouds change with his uprising to even greater beauty, first to tlie pulcst primrose and then to a bluish pink. The sky, which wat just now rose color, be comes gray, then pale emerald green, and lastly blue. Itock after rock stands out, caught by tho tuu't bright rays, and the reign of duy has begun once more. "Jubilee Jaunt to Nor way. A Great Free Library. Tlie reading room of the Cooper , Union library is open until 10 o clock every evening. 1 dropped in there about 0 the otficr night lo consult an authority. The big room was filled with readers. I consulted the work I wanted and then waited until 10 o'clock to seo how the assemblage would break up. Suddenly the still ness was broken by the sound of a bell. Intaully books were closed, the readers taking an eager parting look; chairs were shoved back, and the vol umes carried up to the librarian's desk, where they were exchanged for round brown checks, which the readers re ceive on enteringand give upon going out The system was perfect and the order was tuch a an army might envy. New York Star. the Didn't Appreciate ITIse The funny man wrote blm a bumoroiu Joke and be thought tha wit waa immense, and be chuckled, "A big phenomenal stroke. All, Uiis is genius intensei" For tba wit waa ao rollicking, weird and wild and of such ori ginal power, be lay down and rolled iu the grass like a child, and laughed for nearly an hour. Theu be took tlie joke in to read to bit wife, and said: "Now, wife, liten and bear tbe funniest joke you bava beard in your life, I I prilbee wheel toward me thine ear. Ila j began to read wilb a lusty strength, and bar 1 face, which was round as a squash, it stretched ! away out to a cucumber length at she said, "What bosh! what bjb!" And when be came 1 to tlie point of tba joke be burst into a loud ' guffaw, but she said, la words like a thunder j stroke, "What miserable trash. Ob, pshaw f Tben ber faie grew long as a baseliall bat and as black aa tbe oren door, and bar fore- f heed stretched up through her towering hat, 1 and her chin trailed on tbe floor. But tbe ' joke went forth in tbe world's wlile throng and waa copied o'er and o'er, but thereafter r ber face remained to long that aba eouldnl 1 go larouca the door. Yankee Blade. I Wa-HTED, A TYPEWRITER. Aa InTeater Discourses oa the Machine of the future, "No, I have not been tick ; I have not been drinking, neither am I Buf fering tho pangs of remorse." " hut on earth makes you to lean 1 and pulo, then." lite question wat addressed to a me chanical engineer who has mado one or two hits with his inventions, and is in consequence well endowed with wordly good. "I've ueen scheming,'' was tho re sponse; "scheming for the last three years on one of the greatest needs of the times." "What's that." "A typewriter that shall be cheap, rapid, compact light and noiseless. hy, sir, there't millions in it posi tively millions. If I could devise a..el.ani,.,.,inf',l .11 .1.. I biuiM, " l'";l net wont oi Wliftt I wanted iu lessthan an hour. I kuow a concern in Hurtford that hat ex- iiended 1 12, 0i )0 in extierimcnU aud hasn t anything to show for it yet "There are hundreds of men all over the country at work on tho sumo prob lem. For tome time the patent olllce at Washington has received more ap plications for patents on tyiowritert than anything else. The man who strikes it will clear a fortune "The nuu-hiues already iu tho mar ket that satisfy tho requirements as to tpced cost too much lo make it os tiblo for every man who but much writing to do to get ono Then they are too heavy and bulky to bo carried arouud easily, and tho uoiso thev make renders them objectionable in ollicet where conversation hut to be carried on. "lhe right thing will be struck sometime. It always is. Why, the waste of time in writintr the mere i ...i :.P.. i- un-i iiuiiium ii.uoru. wri.iNjr is a (lis- grace to civilization, the average speed of writing is from urteen to twenty words a minute not more. W hut an imtneuso gain it would be if thnt average could bo brought up to forty or fifty words a minute. Aud it will be dono some day. Tlie typo- niiii-rs oi mo luiurw- -c u cap, rapiu, etlicucious will do it "You voumr mon will. I cxnect live to see tho day when nine-tenths oi an uio writing done for newspaper! win ue uoiht on typewriters. Tlie re porter will consider the typewriter just at necessary an instrument of his profession as is now the pen or eucil. Tlnn it will be a common thinir lo rattle off a column in an hour or three-quarters of an hour or even at a spurt in half an hour. Then you uowspnpor fellows 'will wonder how on earth you ever managed to get along without them," "But you've money enough, why need you worry yourself sick schem ing about itt Tuko it easy and lot somo poor devil that needs the money tolvo the problem." "Can't You don't know what it it to bo cursed and blessed by a talent for invention. Do you think it is the money that attracts met Not a bit Tho problem has taken possession of mo aud I can't shake it olf. It haunts mo when 1 go to bed. It prevents uio from listening to tho sermon at church. 'I'll stick to you till you tolvo mo,' is what it says. "I should advise you to seek a doc tor." "Oh hang the doctorl ne'd .tell mo to let it alone, and that's just what I can't dot" New York Herald. Taking the Oath. Tlie anciont Persians swore by the tun, which waa the common object of their adoration, while tho Scythians -.1-1 I .1 S k .1 v iiicoircu iiicmseivcs uy me air tney breathed and by their scimitars. De scending to more modern times the Saxons pledged themselves to support their homes and privileges by tlieir arms aud tlie punishment for perjury or non-fulfillment of an oath waa the loss of the hand that held the weapon at the compact The Bnartant were wont to assemble around a brazier of flro and, pointing their short twordt to the sky, call UKn the gods to bear witncssjto the compact bwearitig by tho tword, in fact, retained its signi ficance down to the comparatively modern timet, though in a slightly modified form. Thus, while the Pagans extended the point of the weaiion toward the supposed residence of tho gods, the warriors of Christian ity, after kissing it directed the hilt the true emblem of their faith to heavon. A later form of oath was the rcsfdngof the thumb upon the blade, radually. however, the practice be came obsolete, and the kissing of the hilt accompanying the words; "By this good sword I" was handed down almost lo tho time when tho wearing of sword by goutlemon wat abolished at one of tho strictest codes of civil honor. London Standard. Operator and Typewriter. A person who knows nothing of te legraphy cannot imagine what an ad vantage to an operator a typewriter la. It ia a itrange thing to me also that the operators do not more genorally recognize it An operator, even though he may bo rapiu with his pen, is generally three or four words be hind the sender, or even more, and thus Is comclled to carry the word in? in hit head. With a typewriter, if ho isevcu fairly expert be can keep up with the sender, aud if he is very fast he will Mud himself waiting. This it a great thing for an operator. If he ia carrying a messugo in his bead he ia liable to lose it and have lo break in on the sender to repent il Thit gives him a bad reputation. Then mistakes are lest liable, as the ope rator it taking the dispatch word for word, and is not liable to write seven teen instead of seventy or seventy in stead of seventeen. New York Tele gram. "How did you like the readingT asked a gentleman of an old lady who had attended an entertainment given by a noted elocutionist "Oh, ever so much I I thought that piece about Casar crossing the Rubicorn wat tplcndid, and to wui that one about the 'One Ilott Shay.' 1 y8' Cbmnanhin. n(ePeare'"'" The New Can Powder. The British government hat at lost settled on a white, almost smokeless, powder for use in firearms. The im portance of this statement it evident In view of the fact that until the powder had been decided upon, it waa impossible to ascertain accurately tlie length of tlie cartridge and, conse quently, tlie proportioutof the com ing weapon. There it, therefore, no longer any obstacle to the manufac ture of the new magazine rillet, the production or which will make rapid procTeai. The powder rivet out 1 Very small repori-not much greater ' thtoft!nau-guu.- V A 81.003 S1T.KING PLANT. A rrt-ullurl.' Ii i.lly VlnitTii.il draws la tlie Won,' of Mi-uri.-,-!?. Lriy )ii!ntan. it well known natur alist of Nw Oil.'.um. wlio has re turned f.imi Central Amei-ii-iL where he sX'iit ii.-arly two years in tho study of the tl'ir.i and fauna of the country, relates- the finding of a singular growth lu ono of tho swa;ii which surround the jfreat lake of Nicaragua, lie was engaged in hunting for botanical and entomological specimens in t hi swamp, which Is known aa San Sebastian's, when be beard his dog cry out aa If In agony, from a distanco. Running to the ipot from which tho anliuiiid'i cries came, Mr. DuuMan found bim envel- : lw",wd to 1)0 U"' """I Uke tiw,ue ot rt"s "r llut' nature or winch wat unknown to him. The plant or vino seemed composed entirely of bare, Interlacing items, re sembling more than anything else the branches of a weeping willow denuded of all foliage, but of a dark, neurly black hue, nnd covered with a thick, viscid gum that exuded from the port Drawing hit knifo, Mr. Dunston en deavored to cut the animal free, but it was only with the greatest difficulty that ho tueeeedod in severing tho fleshy, muscular liber. To bis horror and ainnzemont the naturalist then saw that tho dog'i body was covered with blood, while lus hairless skin appeared to have boon actually sucked or puckered In tpota, and the luilmid staggered aa if from weakness and exhaustion. In cutting the vino tho twigs curled like living, sinuous lingers about Mr. Duimtun'a hand, and it required no slight forco to freo the members from IU clinKiiiR- clasp, which left the flesh rod and blistered. The gum exuding from the vino was of a dark grayish tinge, remarkably adhesive and of a disagreeable animal odor, very power ful anfl naiiNeiiting to bdiulo, Tho native servants who accompa nied Mr. Duustan manifested the great est horror of the vine, which they call Uaagcuas do diablo tho devil's seine, or enure and were full of stories of itt death dealing powers. One of these stories wot of an EiiKlishman residing in Managua, who, while hunting hi tlie iwiinip a few years before, lay down beneath a treo where a lariro and pow erful specimen of this singular plant was growuig, and, Inadvertently falling asleep, awoko to find himself enveloped In lu web, and, in spite of every clfort mado to extricate hhn, perished lu IU deadly embrace. Another sfbry was of an escaped con vict, who had lddden In tlie swamp, and whose bones hud been found in the folds of the sagenas oidy a short time before Mr. Dunstau's visit These stor ies, remarkable as they may seeui, are Dimly believed in by the people, but tho only three specimens which Mr. Dunstan was ablo to find were all small ones, thoiu;h the meshes of the largest would probably, if extended In a straight lino, measure nearly, If not quite, 100 feet He was able to discover very .little about the nature of the plant, owing to the difficulty of handling it for lU grasp can only be torn away with lost of akin, and oven of flush; but at near at Mr. Duustan could ascertain, iu power of suction Is contained in a num ber of IntliiiUwimal moutlis or little suckers, which, ordinarily closed, open lor the reception of food. Frank Let lie's Monthly. . Pretty Dresses fur the Home. Many of the actresses, who are as particular about their house as tlieir stage dresses, wear a long cout or opera . cloak, tightly girdled at tho waist and loft open lu front to show a pretty white petticoat A lady np town, a doctor by profession and something of a crank on hygienics, wears cheese cloth yoke dresses that cost ft eacli, and the hat a new one every six weeks. The neck it yoked, made of silk or vel vet, to which the straight breadths of ohocse cloth are gathered. Three yards of ribbon, tewed ovor tlie shirred bolt it tlie only attempt at decoration. One month the receivet her morning p tieuU In pale blue cheese cloth, worked with navy blue silk; the next month tlie cloth It pink, and tho yoke maroon velvet and just now the U wearing cream cloth gathered to a yoko of brown velvet Drown ribbon It gir dled about her waist brown half ihoea cover her feet, and the whole toilet shoes, dress, ribbons and all oust her 10.60. Pretty woolens can bo bought for forty cenU a yard, and six yards, with one and a quarter yards of plush or velvet for trimming, will make a Jo sephine dress. Why disfigure yourself when a pattern and a day't work will reproduce tho artistic, tidy, easy and world renowned dross. New York World. Understood the Business. First Dude How Is it that you get Invitation! to balls, partlea, weddinga and like festivities? Second Dude It it the simplest tiling In the world, my dear fellow. When I tuspect that any of my blgbug acquaintance! are going to give a blow out, I tell them tlmt I shall be out of town. They imagine it Is safe to Invite me. They do to, and lo and behold, I bob terenely up. Strategy, my boy, strategy t Texas Sifting. A 8uratoga man hat In hit pooeeatlon - a monster fish tome what resembling a sturgeon, but having long, tword shaped Jaws, which was taken from Lake Cluunplaiu. It is called a fresh water swordtlsh. This specimen weighs eigh teen pounds, and it four feet three inch es long, eighteen Inches around the bodf aud. six Inches) across tlia back. A out ber Name. Friend Do the editors throw all your poemt Into the waste basket Miss Boetonlaf Mist Boston! (tlie Boston poetess, eoldly) No, none of them, but tome timet they consign tome of my verse to the waste paper basket Yankee Blado. It It proposed to transport mall mat- . j:., . ,Un v.u. ""Z",. C.1 ,7 T 3m, wUch ahw U ttal for ght