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MY TREASURES. jetM"0- 6ow anlr' Wh N" Mu. Uari four; Two tuWcW- fu loving boys, do iy ' k"1 ""neb 10 do, Bui l,1"l'B' r m, Huir. " "'"'I- mram low." lobar Wkj "Ttf my bbjr wlnnln and ned .Dl )rwla adorning my wifehood's crows la i bom "H"l " .. im doss of Uie day. I ill down bold l tiauy. u lull nr to tlwp; . fnrt draanuof childhood the others repow, prf FWIM' Uijr watch o'er them keepl Too aro I worried with trouble and carat ah. do. K ta reatriil and sweet, fa w tbt toad oiutbsr of blumoma so fair, ft (uM " Uu hxbt thuir fouug feat Would I wUb toeichanger" Not for kingdom at crowo - nor for all of your wealth and your pleajura, Ion keep four fair laoda and your ooucbea ol down. rg imp what b) beat, my f our treasures. EJate 0. aides to Good Uouaekeeplng THE TWINS. And Maurice Koller began thus: The Lartigue division had been fight jug without a moment's respite since the commencement of the engagement They had "tuck lilt9 naila t Bruckmuhl, K Albrochtshauserliof and in the forest of tfjederwald. where we had a hand-to-band struggle with ttie Oerniana. But those terrible guns of De Bost that had gainod a foothold on the heights of Uunstett, made it impossible la bold the positions taken. It was almost worth while having sacrificed the splendid Michel brigade, composed of the Eighth and Ninth Cuirassiers and the Sixth Lancers, in the charge at Uorsbroun, and whose last survivors we had seen salwrod by the Thirteenth Prus sian Hussars. This charge had only temporarily relieved the right wing of the army. We bad just emerged from the edge of the Niederwald forest, when u order arrived from the marshal that EUasshausen must be retaken at any tout. I bad met my twin brother, Philippe, three times since the beginning of the battle. We had hardly had time to cheer each other with a smile of recogni tion and call out from a distances -U everything all right?" "Yes, so farl" This "so far" was not a mere common place, 1 can assure you, for our comrades were falling every instant, and the turn ooDeof us might come at any moment -a casualty that would have proved worse than death for the survivor. The reader can form his own opinion; Philippe, who had only just graduated from Saint Cyr, was in command of a company, while I belonged to the second battalion, in charge of a lieutenant. Tbe Prussians, who had suspected MacMo boo'i design, had placed eight batteries on the east of the village, behind some cherry trees, on the road from Woerth toUundorehoQen. We bad entered Elsasshausen and taken possession of the houses. A dozen of us bad stationed ourselves at the win dows, and tired so rapidly that- the bar rels of our chassepots had become hot But in spite of the gaps we made in their ranks, one looking on from a distance would have said that they sprang from the earth, as they came on in serried columns. The uoise was deafening. Soon black smoke, like thick clouds, rose and cut oil our view, but we still kept on firing at haphazard. Then the thick muss that rose slowly upward was pierced by long tongues of flame, "The village is burning," said the old corporal who commanded us, while he continued to (Ire. We had to stick like nails. The Prus sians did not dare to come to close quar ters with our death dealing guns, or the mitrailleuses that swept the roads lead ing to oar positions, but they kept up a ,run of bombs on the village. There vera with us the three Pelle divisions ud all that were left of the W7issem- (wurg, vouseu-uumesnu ana iartigue. 1 cast a glance down into the principal Jtreet and saw a troop ofllcer fall. . A captain and a second lieutenant were ,auuiig mm ana stooa rum up against a xa't I -. . I... i I : i ibow limb tuu Q.e;uuu ucutcuuut jmy brother. I "Good hea venal the colonel has fallen,'' 3 could not help exclaiming. f "This is a day of casualties; so much m tetter for the lieutenant colonel,' re W the corporal. "But CO on with Jour work, my good fellow." I Ue had scarcely finished the sentence wbenanlloll arnilr tltafii.lanf tltA win. ', burst, carried away his head and lea hole in tha wnlL whita another Jtil oo the shingle roof, crushed it in and I s could stay there no longer. We ud been smoked out and made tbe best oar way down Btalrs. h the streets the regiments) are mini-si is Inextricable confusion. Philippe 1 Picking up the wounded and notices roe. "Follow us, Maurice," And about thirty of us started to run 1 "quick step behind him amid fright m "bower of bombs that naturally still ""tor accelerated our pace. s took refuge in a large brick struo the entrance of the village and Noned men at all the embrasures. V There were four of us in a room with who was tiring at my side. At rd of five minutes two men of the Wty-fourth were wounded; one had Mull crushed and the other bis breast torn open. Suddenly niv brother re- ued bis hold on bis gun and be fell in "tarn. 1 sprang to him. jouippe, where are you hurt?" am aonefor. be replied; "its my Listen: the colonel, who has also I ml j..u i rw Ijh wuunu, i me like the shirt oi new us n Kruiru was. and me tbe funds of the regiment'' j me tJjat j him starting from stopped u gpjt out a mouthful of i e gt Elsasshausen and crying: j iUT". , i "Enough! Oive me back my uniform, . 1 i have eleven thousand francs mmT flancee, my mother's sorrow Give j the Bank of France In m7 I me tack myself, robberr ) Lruok- Vou must put on my A t onceu j, women who i are LTbTJ?11'1 teI' aPart'MIl subject to this sudden change of ideas, I n nut killed too will be taken pri They aearca privates, but not of p If too escape yon must make f V to regimen Ul bsdquartors I km ' rti,. ... , I h. " u,e moneT w wnoevrr ". , I command. And now be quick! i" ' sm undressed you must lay me bed at the end of the room and f Tour clot ho. k. . - ! dumfounded and obeyed me- rJ. Outside we could hear wild 'a m'(' deafening uproar. 'hey are," murmured Philippe, tjecting a quantity of blood. , ,.h turned bis face toward me as lm ! stover tim l . u ,r,hi-t. ioe -uoe moment the door, wnicn WeneiJ carefully, flew ooen. , cried out, " H,nwn " "Stopr sword? prUoner' mon1u'- Your I was dragged down below, where I rounded by Geruiana 1 waa Indeed a prisoner. hTcM ,ow,rd ColF- "J hhff i nl. ic free Play. 1 loved my brother more than I loved myself, and 1 also loved my coun try morelhan 1 lovej myself. TLeyTiad natched me from both in the crisis of Uieir greatest agony. Those only who have lost a twin brother know that ours to no ordinary grief. It is the other half of us that is dead. Philippe and I had never been sepa rated until he entered Saint Cyr. 1 had been rejected and my grief was terrible to witness. My mother, the holy egotist, was pleaaed at it. You can guess why. My father, chief of battalion, had been killed at Solferina Mv sister. flv our senior, had been married at 16 to young physician who had just settled in My mother was thus left alone, as from pecuniary reasons she had been obliged to consent to our being educated at Pry tanee de la Fleche, Perhaps, but for the outbreak of the war with Germany I might have realired her dream, which was to have one of us study law and become a magistrate, so that we could live near her. But the blood of a soldier coursed through our veins, and as soon as war was declared 1 volunteered in Philippe's regiment Never were twins more entirely alike than we. There was absolutely nothing to distinguish us-that is nothing but a difference in intellect I learned far less easily than he, but of course that could not be known by any outward sign. In all other respects we were exactly alike As children our parents only told us apart by the color of our cravats. At La Fleche the matriculation number on our clothes answered the same purpose. It was only when I was alone in the email room I hired from the little tailor at Cologne, that 1 had time to reflect on all the consequences of my assuming my brother's identity. 1 really became a forger by appropri ating a rank to which I had no right, and allowing a certificate of death to be entered in tbe books of tbe Etat Civile that was incorrect I had received a letter from my heart . .... I broken mother asking for details of my own death, of which she had been in formed. The peasants had found the lit tle book containing my official description in the room where we had been fighting, as well as a letter I had received from my sister, and both had been sent to my brother-in-law, the physician, who the next aay learneu uie sad story or the re-; covered articles. They said that I had been carefully buried in the little grave yard of Elsaatihausen, and that when the war was over my relatives could come to pray at my grave, or have my remains reinterred near them. Tbe crime that I had committed at the request of my poor dead brother weighed im mA hpjkvilv I u-iiHPAcwr tn rptiirn in France that I might give up that portion of the regimental funds that had been confided to me, and to establish my iden tity. At lost the day arrived, and one morn ing in the month of April, 1871, 1 rung at the door of the pretty house at Lisieux occupied by my aunt, a manufacturer's widow, and my charming cousin Odette, with whom my mother had found a home during the war. April was exceptionally fine that year and the garden was rich in floral treas ures. All at once two voices cried out in uni son. "Philippe, my Philippe. I was just in time to catch my poor mamma and Odette in my arms as they came near swooning away. They clasped ! me feverishly, almost wildly, in their embrace, as if some one was trying ta natch me from them. Then Odette tarted back, leaving me , to my mother, who strained me iii her arms, gazed at me, again embraced uie, and then suddenly exclaimed: "See. Odette, bow they have used him He's only a shadow. What a terrible j thing is war, and in what a condition it j sends back those wbom It does not kiu They slaughtered my Maurice, and see what they have done with Philippe. Oh! my fine stalwart boys. Ah! the assas ins! You are not going back again you understand, 1 won't have you in an - , r, l..l- other outcnery in runs tuhubi i "Be calm, dear mother, my regiment j is being reorganized at Havre ana we shall not have to march against the Com- mune. She turned to my cousin. Come, Odette, I am not jealous; he Is yours too. Ah! Wpe. .ove ne . If you only knew how she has wept and P7uhlt moment I remembered some- tX- PhiHppe and Odette adored each SK and hTsworn that they would re- . ..... ..... .i.. ...... I (i.i. main faltllfUL MUSI I tuau , child's love? What should I do? Must I cry out, "I am deceiving you both, I am robbing you, dear mother, of your sacred grief, and you of your affection, dear young gin. Sn far as mv mother was concerned It would only be a transfer of sorrow from jn jne paper, including the advertise ooe beloved object to another, but In lbs ments, on h) carelessly resling his el ease of Odette it would be a death blow on oue paer while carefully pe- I therefore continued to play the part J rusing another." Phil nne. His Gear nersonaui. m ; which I which 1 had robed myself, burnt wu.u -.- - . i UU WW , will understand it-all at once my moth er exclaimed: -You are hungry, are you not? You . hungry the last nine months. .. ...t ha the pleasure of pre- u. hn1a must nave toe pi"" - - - which TOu are to : iarnoin miui smkw r :.u VI,.. have many tnings w r " m,.m "The young girl s iace toed as with a spring surora. my arm and pressed lu "Ob, my beloved! What a day is in It seems to me as U you oau- the dead!" iiuaui f. . I turned pale and gazed lbe wuoiv, .- th. arm that ahe was holding tan l. . ... Hiimnff uii arwMi. Inert. . - " ' i .! ic-mg ber love maT she hammered, also losing nr lor. "Yes, yea; but let u say no more about the dead; they cannot come to Ufeagaln." "Truel Stay, I am selfish, I forgot the other one your other self, he of whom 1 was almost jealous, I loved you o. Do you remember what you said to ue there, under the arbor, when we bade each other good-byr It seemed as if the earth was opening at my feet "Ah, yesl ah, yesf I stammered like culprit. In this love duet I was playing out of time and tune, and she no doubt felt It "Tell me what it was," she went on suspiciously. "Excuse me; I've thought of so many things since. My poor bead! My broth er" She pushed me away, gazing at me with a frightened expression. "Are you not Philippe? stay! what a horrible thought! You are not Philippe, If you had been you would have already taken me in your arms and covered me with kisses so I could not have spoken. And white as a ghost she shrank back, holding up her finger like an accusing angel, and said In a voice trembling with emotioni You are Maurice, and It's Philippe who la dead." I fell on my knees before her and cov ered my face with my hands. "Pardon," 1 murmured. She uttered a piercing shriek and fell to the ground as one dead. My aunt, my mother, the servant everybody, came running in. She lay on the floor apparently lifeleoA, while 1 was on my knees, sobbing. What could I say? I confessed all The colonel of the regiment had escaped tbe casualties of war and was residing on his estate near Nantes. I set out the same evening, leaving Odette, in a sort of cataleptic lit. In charge of the physicians and went to return to him the sacred deposit Intrusted to me by my brother and to tell him my terrible story. He embraced me as If I were his son, undertook to make everything right and sent me back to my afflicted relatives with the expectation of obtaining a three montlis' leave of absence. It ca'ine a fortnight later with a medal "for bravery at the battle of Elsuss bausen, and for having saved half the funds of the regiment" Ahl youth! At the end of a month, thanks to our tender care, Odette was herself again and 1 told her alL We en tered into an engagement that was to last until the close of the war provided I 00U'J obtain mJ molher' consent uri i When my leave of absence expired I said to the poor child: "Odette, I am going away again; com fort my dear mother." "You will not go away," she replied. "Philippe appeared to me last night and commanded me to love you. 'Wo are but on8 being,' he said; "if you love me. "" "You are only making a sacrifice for my mother's sake." "No, 1 swear 1 am not," he replied, blushing. Then raising her beautiful eyes filled with tears, she continued: "In loving you 1 am still loving my Philippe." 1 remained. There Is now another Philippe, my son, and be is the living image of my brother and me. Translated from tbe French of Edouard Siehecker for The Home Journal by J. Henry Hager. Knocked Out Their Papa, John B. Jeffory had an experience with his two bright little boys that is one more illustration of how juvenile cuteness will often disarm anger. One evening wheu the bedtime for the lit tle folks hud arrived they seemed to be in a state of great hilarity. Mrs. Jeif ery intimated to them that it was time for them to go, but in their high glee the boys did not obey with their usual alacrity. Mr. JelTery then spoke to them, and a glance at "papa" told them he meant business, so they started off, -with ill concealed reluctance. Once out 0f gjght of their parents, a new i(iea goi-jed the bovs. and instead of go- in dirfictv ya thev went ud into room at tho to of tu housa fitted up as a gymnasium. Here the two urchins put on boxing gloves and began sparring like two little Sullivans. They were none too quiet, and the noise they made was heard down in the kitting room. Mr. JelTery donned his severest frown and marched up stairs. Opening the door of his gymnasium he saw his boys go ing for each other like Trojans. They saw him at the same moment, and both at jhe game time dropped down on faer noe) threw up their hands, still burdened with the boxing gloves, as though they were at prayer, and said in mock earnestness: "Now I lay me down b gct knocked Mr completely, and he could anger at them in playful sternness and ordered them to bed. This time the little fellows went, but they kne w they hart (,,1on tha wind nut of nana a sails. - r-r Chicago Herald. She Blta Still and Glara. "When I go to the library," said lady, "and try to get any of the daily papers I usually find a horrid man in possession, either reading every line , "Oh, I simply take a seat near him , - iu H antiglare. o, , m mm tigerish concentrated ferocity an amia- ble woman can throw into a pair of wealt 0iue eyes," ..vbat happensr "Oh, he shifts about uneasily, as if be were tbe focu, 0f four duieu pairs of . presently either "-rtsthe paper 1 want to get But men don t bother me nearly as much as women. Whyf Be cause women are impervious to and wholly oblivious of a glare or a stouy stare or any other form of ocular in tensity. For instance, when I go to look for tbe foreign magazines I usual- j ly find some lady reading my favorito periodical while the rest a.e out of i sight" "Where are they r i "She is silting on them and nothing j this side of a dynamite explosion will tuia j i . her to move. So I pass on. . .... There is a good sized moral ciuuen about this story somewhere. fat Louis Republic. MAMMA'S LITTLE CHERUB. A Vw an Hls-tilr KUIfflng Vsnloa el ruu In lh flioluairaph dallwy. Fend Msmma (to ber first-born, two yetrs old) Won't mamma's 'title cherub tell her Untie Will about bvlmr her 'ttlo picture taken to-dsyT ..!, ..l..4 Mamma's Cherub (energetically) Goo-er-nr pict-or-goo-bool Pond Mamma Dnetn't she tell it straight the dear 'itt.e girlie She's her own mumma's btrdiol Uncle Will Was she good? Pond Mamma (She ass jimt as good as gold. Wasn't 'oo, angel, dear? Tell Untie Will how dood you were. ,, . ' . , The llnny-Goo-ffoo-er-boo! Pond Mamma Can't ahe talk dlatlnob. ly? Why. I can unden-Und her as well as I can you. Uncle Will You were alwaya a amart girl, Annlo. Pond Mamma Now jou are making . - , , , , fun nf nial Lnnw anil AM, rwl k.l.. was just an good as she oould be, so she I Uncle Will As good as she oould be! That Un't saying much. Old she cry. Fond Mamma Oh, well, she cried just a little; but then she wan cute. After I had ber all fixed up and she lAAb A4 ad ai . .-V . . 4 a n.k 4 1 . a t . m ft 1 B "V" l""uu "'a K"u ' her to look at the hole in the camera. you know and watch for tbe little bird to come out Uncle Will-Well, ahe sat still and looked, did she? Fond Mamma-Oh, no; she jimt tod died over to the instrument to see if there really was a bird there. Wasn't it cunning? Italiy, tell W Untie Will about the 'Ittle birdie bird. j The Ilahy-No birdln! Boo-hoo. 1 Fond Mammaldellgliwdj-Thafs just the way she did at the photographer si Uncle Will-Very! Then what? Fond Mamma Oh, then I comforted her, and gave her some candy, and got her fixed up again, and she sat just as atlll until the man had every thing ready to pull the slide or push It, whichever it Is-and then she cried for j more candy, and we had to begin all over again. Wasn't it cunning? liaby, tell Untie Will about It Haby lioo-cr-er-tandf I Fond Mamma Isn't that sweet? Uncle Will Woll, did you get the picture taken after all. Fond Mamma Of ooursel Out we may have to go again. Tbe operator thought it was a good negative, but we can tell better after he sends us a proof. I ex pect a proof will come to-morrow, and I j know It 11 be just too rweet for any thing. Uncle Will-Was it tsken by the lav stantaneous proc.es.? Fond Mamma Oh, no; it took usover three hours; but baby was just as good as sne could be. Vm. It. sivlter, in Judge. THE NEIGHBORLY WOMAN. On of Her .ona-NuHerlng Victims Says Khe Mum Oo. What shall be done with the Woman Next Door who borrows our servants? This neighborly person, with a turn for economy, does not keep a domestlo. Wby should she do so? If she has oc casion to go out shopping in the morn ing, she simply orders the parcels sent to the next door neighbor's address, and holds herself free for calling in the aft ernoon. The servant nextdoor answers the delivery boy's ring and takes tn the goods. When tbe Woman Next Door returns the neighbor's servant answers the door-bell and hands out the goods with a springing step and a heart grateful to Providence for the many opportunities of usefulness placed with in her reach. The butcher boy is in structed to leave the steak next doer. The baker leaves the bread next door. The grocer leaves the kitchen supplies next door. The Woman Next Door has occasion to go down town and leaves instructions next door to take In her husband until her return. The Woman Next Door goei down town again and loaves tha baby next door until she gots back. The Woman Next Door Instructs her callers to wait next door In case she Is out And one day the neighbor's servant coldly notifies the mistress that she Intends to leave at the end of the month, and she tells other people tbst she has grown weary of doing the work of two families for one wage, and that she was in hourly fear that the Woman Next Door would Invite her In to wash her baby and help with the dishes, or have the soiled clothes sent over on washing days. The Woman ext Door hears with grot that the servant next door has es- j capod, but bor step does not falter nor her heart soften; she goes merollossly upon her way, and the neighbor engages two servants, one for herself and one for the Woman Next Door, or moves, or dies, and tbe Woman Next Door orders crape tor the funeral, and has the par cel delivered at the house of mourning. The Woman Next Door must go. To ronto Globe, JCo Eating with tbe Kalfa. A well known Chicagoan recently spent a Sunday in tbe insane asylum md piece of paper from the waste at Kankakee. He went there to see basket in the corner, and he also gave an one of the patients, and he took dinner Imitation of the way the clown dog with him, occupying a seat at one of prayed In the circus. Chicago News, the tables set apart for "mild cases." During the progress of the meal a pa- a Harry Suioida. tient at another table arose, carefully The suicide mania is making great rav- deposited his napkin at the side of his ages In the Austrian army. Shortly plate, and, walking over to the next after the death of the crown prince an table, caught another patient with a officer of the Prinoe of Wales' hussars powerful uppercut under tha ear. , Ww his brains out A few days ago the "Therrl" he cried, "that'll teach you colonel of the Slxty-eecond regiment of better than toeat with your knife." In 'lnho hlmel, ,n """KT- a moment mow the aggressor wss f?f ,he m extraordinary cases of it j j l i j sulcde on in tary record Is now report- seized by alert attendant, and hurried fronj KUluwnli Urut, Man8IUi away to hi. own room. It of t,e most popular officers of the plumed that this was hisonehallucina-1 garrif0I)i procoeded on Saturday to the tion. He became wild whenever ha barracks, where his company was quar saw a man eating with bis knife. On fered, and was observed to be absent his way back on the train the Chicago minded and depressed. Ue went into visitor thought what an awful task a room where a number of the new mag this poor fellow would have if be were axine rifles were kept, and loaded one of allowed to eat in certain local restau- them with a bullet He then called In rants and hotels, where at least half of two men. Addressing one of them he the guests are known in the vernacu- said: "Take this rifle and let us see if lar as "sword swallowers."-Chicago Tou can aim properly. Point at my left Herald. ye- The soldier had no i lea the wea- , pon was loaded, and. olx-ying tho words 'TrZJt?- . that U wrote a ' "l' .,f.i4 ..rv.ii... rn..!- death waa, of course, instantaneous. He U go into he w "bT"Dou7. Pimples." and tha? be w.nU it explained, I 1, him in. twmhla with anma. thing be called his feeansay. Cincinnati Commercial Gazette. A Georgia editor leads all the papers on the guessing scheme. It asks Its readers to "guess wbo owes three years' subscription and refuses to pay It la sweet potatoes!" THE JUBILEE OF " THE SPARROWS.' Oh, what la t-iis in null ami ttir and commotlonr ! gjr, why do tlicy tm-itoa an J nod to mh-Ii otlirr? I l Ut frar (hat mam one llinr arcrei wlllout? ; ""'""' i"r AU buatly ruat'iiiui way dowa liy tlin brook: Each btnl to lb mhrr aonw oews waa rrUtliia. And UiFf avrar much ai tr ma a took. , frajr. hatlalhlnUrT thai xfinaaolmporuiilf I Oh, do you sol know, air, ami i-annot you aay WUy aarh UlO btwt'a lu a whirl of cnxxkio. And Uiroba aa a kf on a mail, windy day t : Tla that luoy'ra nxutt-Unx a boat of relation j u brtnl. """rrT couaina from woodland and i . . . , . . ' And atranirara from otar tha mrf beating ocean. i bnuwm. .0(1 chipiw. and fuU of wild cheer, ; XdJ thtnmt Uul , 1 I (lad wbea the lon, dreary winter U o'er, ' ruf !"' oa her wing beara tba wealth of tha ! ..,,"!!'!?'. am Mum wviwun irun n U III I III IDun 1 -rblladelphia Teleihotw. OBJECTS OF EATING. Bow tha Body Out,,! lu Knppllae af Warmth and Ntraufth. We eat for warmth and strength; hence almost all articles of fond have thMe .tamllBU. btTe c,rbon to warm, and nltroiron to stronmhen. to give power to work, lluttor, sugar and oils are almost all carbon. Meats, flesh of all kinds abound in nitrogen. Food which has most nitrognn is mont "nu tritious." It ut tor has K8 per oent of carbon and no nitrogen; an egg has no carbon and 'iO pir cent, of nitrogen. Milk oonialiis two parts of warmth and one of strength, liread contains one part of nitrogen and eight of carbon. It Is thus seen that in reference to eating, earbon-whlch is charcoal fuel-ami w.rmth tr(J on9 ,,, the same tblng; while nitrogen which is in effect saltpetre give Itesb or muscle, which are one and the same tblng in substance with strength. It is soen that most ar ticle! of food have more carbon or warmth than nitrogen or strength, showing that It takes more to keep ut warm thm VeBp u, .lr()nf. A wJu. tary person requires, in round num bers, about one pound of food a day, while a hard-working roan requires two pounds; thus two pounds of food gives out power enough as steam in an engine gives out power to raise a man of average weight eleven miles high. But calling the two pounds 5,000 grains, only .100 grains of it are nitrogen, the remainder carbon; that Is, sixteen times more of warmth la required than of strength-producing food. One practical result Is, that as the world becomes more thickly popu- l lsted, the necessity Increases of ocono- mixing food; of adapting it to various j needs of the sex. occupation and season. ! Persona living Indoors should not eat more than half as much as those who j work hard. Less warming food should be eaten In hot weather than In cold. If we eat an excess of warming food In hot I weather we have to work it out the .system at a great expenditure of strength; and until It Is worked off we feel full and feverish and oppressed; on tbe other band, in winter we require an additional quantity of warming food, hence our instincts load us to eat heartily of pork and buckwheat oakus and butter and molasses, which are al ' most purely carbon. In warm weather j we need cooling food and providence 'sends us in profusion the fruits and ber ries and the green things, which have ; no carbon at all; and while our appetite l tor them is ravenous, tbe very Idea of : fatty food Is nauseating. Christian at Work. Evary Gift bat tpaach. Mr. S. O. Harris, a horse dealer of , Vmcennes, Ind., is the owner of a won dnrful Ana It li Rrti'h collie and of h inl(l1. , A ,,. ,. i Cim PAI. uni I H SHU iju v a ' , vate exhibition in the board of trade , building the other morning. His ht ' formancee they seem to show too much intelllgunce to be called tricks amazed everybody. Bank bills and coins of . various denominations were placed on ! the floor and the dog was requested to take his choice. Ue immediately picked up a $10 dollar Mil,' which was the largest in sight i "What piece would you give me, Boer" asked Mr! Harris. " 1 I Bos selected a nickel and dropped It Into Mr. Harris' hand. Mr. a A. Kent cams In while the dog was performing, and said: "Boa, 1 want you to bring me five dollars and a half." Bos picked up a 3 bill and a fifty cent piece, gave Mr, Kent an I'm-outo-you expression, and trotted over to Mr. Harris with the money. "Find Mr. Richardson," was the next ordor. Bos trotted up to that gen tleman, looked up Into bis face and wagged his tail. "Pick his pocket," said Mr. Harris. Bos grabbed Mr. Richardson's hand kerchief out of his coat pocket and trotted off with it "I want $1S," said Mr. Kent Bos picked up a f 10 and a $5 bill. "Bring me the rest of it" Bos barked and growled. His next perform ance was to bring a hat from the window f0rHbUhriB ? ri0 Llm WM inDOCCTlt iaM.-o.ayu. Aaatbar Casaplimaat Goaa Wnt, Mr. Middlings Awfully smart dance this, isn't it? Miss Prettypert Yes, Indeed. After talking to so many clever people it's quite s pleasant change to come across somebody like you. Chatter. ABOUT HANDKERCHIEFS. A Collartliin llluatrthi( Ilia Davalnpntanl of Maimara In Muriel. There was recently exhibited In Paris preparatory to sale by suction, a col lection of pocket-handkerchief which bad occupied lu owner many year in the getting togother. Handkerchief appear at the first glance to be singular and unprofitable objects for a colloetor's fancy, but tho collection exhibited at Pari seemed to prove that they couM ho nuido to tell an interesting story, Illustrating the development of manners in modern so ciety. The most ancient handkerchief in this collection was merely a bit of silk tis sue, used many centurie ago by prlents st the altar, bor centurion, indeed, priests were the only persons In tho European world who ued handkerchief at all, and they used them only at the altar, and there only for the sako of propriety. i ins nanukerchiof or the altar was called a new I it wa curried by the priest In his girdle, and left with thn vestment of worship when the service was done. Presently the grand Indlesof the court began to provide themselves with similar qiiarca of silk. Tho next step was to embroider tho edges of these squares. And soon their convenience recommended thorn so highly that gen tinmen connected with the various Ku ropean court In somo nieasuro adopted tuoir use As handkerchief were still carried only by the rich and noble. It became the fashion to decorate them with armorial bearings and crests. Throughout tho most elegant period of the "age of chivalry," hamlkorchiut. or any substitute for them other than such as nature provided, were utterly unknown. Klahoraln book of etiquette and treatises upon manner wore writ ton long before either handkerchiefs or table-fork were thought of. An early bonk on manner, written for lords and ladle of tho court, a J vises thn employment of tho left band in tho service which thn handkerchief now performs, because thn right band Is most frequently employed tn taking food from tho dish. Only "vulgar per sons," we are told by this treatise, use the right hand-In this service! Embroidered handkerchief bad come Into use In Shskespeare'a time, as Is proved by thn Important part which Do demona's handkerchief or "napkin," a it is railed- play In thn tragedy of "Othello." Mnl as yet the possessor of handkerchiefs wern lords and ladies. Even in thn seventeenth century the common people know no such luxury. One of the most ciirlous notes about tho early use of the handkerchief in polite societ y is the evidence wo have in literature that the article was frequent ly lent, and pussed from hand to band for nse. But this was In thn day whon soap was unknown, and when even high born ladies of the court bathed so sel dom that tbe practice wa hardly known. Wr read much of tho elegances and rcllueuient of the old courtly day, but those elegance did not Include many of the common refinements that the poorest people of the present day practice. Youth' Companion. "BEG YOUR PARDON." Tba Tallnnanlii Virtue or th lhraa II luitrateil by Vartnui Kiample. What talismanlo vlrtuo there Is In the throe brief words, "lleg your par don!" You dig your nlhow into a gen tleman's ribs In nuiklng your way through a crowd, and as he turns, irate, to administer thn "upper cut," you utter the maglo phraso In deprecating tone. Down arops hi arm, hi honor Is satis fied, and, notwithstanding the blue mark on his intercostal region, he grin hor ribly a ghastly Jinilo, and bow his head as if in ack now lodgment of an act of courtesy. Passing along tbe avenue of knnn In a street car, In obedience to tho "move up" of the packing agent of one of those social Black Mar!ar you come down with maddening omphasls on an unprunod corn. The furious exclamation which follows the deed as naturally a foam from the drawn cork of a bottle of champagne Is arrested In the middle with an obse quious "btg your pardon!" and tbe ex pletive never reaches Heaven's Chan cery to trouble the eyes of the Uncord ing Angel. You tread on the "trail" of a lady and "r-r-r-lp" go tho gathers. In tremulous semitones, plaintive as tbe "last sigh of the Moor," you solicit forglvonos; and she no, bty pardon, she does not for give you, but with a scowl that reminds you of tho most vindictive of the Don's tormentors, sho passe on, thinking dag gers, but saying nothing. If you wish to Insult s man without Imperiling your personal safety, disarm him in advance with this saving clause, as thus: "Bog your pardon, sir, but what you say can not be tbe fact; It Is utterly impossible." Tbe deprecatory prefix is like a whiff of chloroform be fore the pulling of a tooth. Under the Influence of a full doso of it we have known a regular fire-eater to endure the He circumstantial and even the lie direct without wincing. "If" Is a good pain-killer In some cases, but you may throw any quantity of moral vitriol in tbe face of a person you dislike, with perfect Impunity, If you accompany the aspersion with plenty of "beg-your-par-dona" Tbe pardoning power is the most royal of human prerogatives. II tickles one's vsftlty to exercise it N Y. Ledger. avaBaHatmMateealaSBWaaMM 'I " R Settled It, During the year 1884 1 was located In St Louis, and oo several occasions had observed a fine St Bernard dog stalking with dignity up Chestnut street He was owned by a lawyer namod Jacko, on Third street, wbo regularly sent hbn on errands to his home. On one occasion I saw him coming up tbe street with a basket full of something, probably meat, and at his heels was a small "cur of low degree," which was persistently snapping at bun as If endeavoring to get hiin i" drop but charge, when the little dog could sail in for a division of theoonteuts. The large dog stopped twice on the block, turned round and looked at bis tormentor and resumed bis pace until be reached me, when, looking up into my face with an expression that almost said, "Please mind this for a moment," be laid tlie basket at my feet, turned and with one bound bad the cur by tbe neck, shook him most unmercifully, rolled him in the gutter and dropped him. The cur took very little time In getting out of sight, not even stopping to shake himself. Tbe St. Bernard then picked op his basket and with a satisfied air went on his way ForaM and Stream, , SORROWFUL AND SOLITARY LIFE. Tha Pitiful ami Tuiii-hliig Htnrjr of Jotrph Mrrrli k, Ilia Klliant Man. We can rcmciiilior no invented tale that Hjsuks so to tho heart at once of the cruelty of lifo und the Uiiuty of human compassion as the true story closed by a st'iitcnco in the uowHjuipci-a aiinonnciiig that Jon'.1i Merrii k, the "elephant man," was ilead. Imagine a human soul clothed in a body so tuiHpeakably frightful that see ing it men turned sirk with loathing and women fainted; a U-ing who had to be conveyed fmiu l.it; to place in secret; wbo hardly dared to venture abroad even by nitjlit; who, finding his fellow creatures ran from him, grew terrified by tho terror ho created, und shuddered in dark corners like a hunted beast Imagine him driven by starvation to ac cept a showinnn's offer and bn exhibited to tho most brutal of audiences, that commonly enough hhricked and ran pell mell from the tent as soon as the curtuin was drawn. Early in issi) Frederick Treves, one of the surgiHin of tho London hospital, found Merrick in a penny show, in a room off tho Whitechnpel rood, crouch ing behind an old curtain and trying to warm himself over a brick that was heated by a gas jet. Mr. Troves went up to him not only without fear or loath- -lug, but with sympathy. For the first tuno in hi lifoof twenty-four years Mer rick heard a kind word and was spoken to like a man. The effect was curious. It made him afraid at lirwt. He shrank as an ordinary mini would from something un canny. Then, ns ho began to realize the truth, he broke into solis of gratitude. Days and even weeks imssed, however, before he nvovcred from the shock of hearing a compassionato word. The poliro prohibited his show on the ground of public deconcy. So he went to Belgium, where again the (Kilice in terfered, ami where mi agent decamped with his money. Merrick was left desti tute mid starving in tho streets of a for eign town, where the ignorant mob thought him a hVnd. Ilo came back to London how, no no one quite knows. At every station and lauding place crowds dogged him. Steamers refused to have him on board. But he canto back to London, because in London lived the only man who had ever given him a kind word. He made his way to the London hospital, fonnd Mr. Treves, who had him lodgod for a tiino in an attic in tho hospital, and do- . tcrmined to find a permanent shulterfor him. But now it was found that no institu tion would m-eivo him. The royal hos pital for iiicuruhlcs and the British home for incurables aJike declined to take him in unless sufficient funds were forth coming to pay for his maintenance for life. He himself bound that he might bo placed in a blind hospital. It Is hard to match the pathos of this plea. Then in Novcmlier, IWO, Carr Gomm, chairman of the London hospital, wrote to Tho Times asking help for this case, and tho British public responded. - A room was built for Merrick on the ground Hint in a remote wing of the hos pital, und there, surrounded with bool's, flowers and a hundred tokens of the kindness that is really quick in the pub lic heart, he lived. Ho had found many friends the ri ...i r-i r , , riiucu iinu i i incwa oi v nies, iur. uiao. stone, Mrs. Kendal and others. To Mrs. Kendal is duo the happy suggestion that Merrick should lie taken to see the Christmas pantomime at Drury Lane. She engaged the royal box; she had him brought to the theatre, and took every precaution that no strange eye should sea him. Hidden from the house behind the curtains of tho box, the "elephant man" tasted an hour or two of intoxicat ing happiness. It was all real to him tho fairies, the splendor and the jewels. Merrick, in spite of his hideous ex terior and terrible experiences, was in his way a gcntlo sentimentalist, aud gushed forth at times, under the happy conditions of his life at the hospital, In verse niodclud on tho hymns of Dr. Watts, in which he gave utterance to findings of gratitude, the siucerity of which none ever questioned. It was a tender heart that was beating beneath a mask more hideous than that of Orson. Above all, it was a heart that was filled with love for the man who was literally his saviour, who first spoke kindly to him, who rescued him from a fate a thousand times worse than death, and to tno end was txitu ma doctor and his friend. ' Recently, it waa only Mr. Treves who could thoroughly understand the poor creature's maimed utterances; and to Mr. Treves ho citing to the last with the wistful trust and affection of a dumb aulmol. London Speukor. Point AbouTtha HalTTlruih. There is another consideration in con nection with the use of the hair brush, which, though it may scarcely need men tion, should not be ovorlooked. The brush should be kept clean. It gives oue a shudder to see the brushes and combs that are sometimes supplied at places of public resort. No one should ever think of using a public hair brush any more than a public tooth brash, un- ' loss it becomes a matter of absolute ne cessity; but the foot remains that the in dividual article requires to be projierly cared for, else it bccon.es an Instrument of danger rather than a delight - If the case is not very aggravated the bristles may be washed in lukewarm water, to which a few drops of ammonia can he addod. This will clear away the accumulated dust and dirt as by magic. The bristles can he rinsed in pure water aud allowed to dry in an airy place; the brush should not be expoeed to the sun, nor should the back of it be wet at any time. Soda and soap soften the bristles. and if the back of the brush be of ivory it will turn yellow by their application. For general nse it is better economy to buy a cheap brush, and, after using it for a reasonable time, throw it hi to the fire and start afresh. Good Housekeep ing Kmp III Word, Wilson Phllson is a man who keeps uis worn, wuauivor eise iubj ue saiu oi him. Hilson Do you find him so? Wilson Yes; he borrowed Ave dollars from mo a year ago, and he said he'd never forgot my kindness. iillson And he hasn't? Wilson No; every time he wants to borrow money be comes to me. Har- Bar's Bazar. A Aovi .mmiiiiu tfoes.ii t claim to be connected with the English aristocra cy, but just the 3tne she was boru ou the sumo day that ushered C;ueeu Vic toria into the world, she was married n the same day that the queen and Prince Albert were wed, and ber first child was boru on the same day that Albert Edward assumed an entity.