In the Wake of
The Dory
By GENIE ROSENFELD
CoivriQht. 19-iL. lj the
S. S. Mcilure Company
It was tin' 1 Itli of April. The weath
er hail been so bad that for days no
boats could venture out, but la the
forenoon of the 14th the conditions be
came so favorable for fishing that all
the men were preparing to go.
During the morning lion, having
mended his nets and made his boat
ready to go out with the tide, went up
to see old Captain Itodrigs and. show
ing him the onler onT elipe for $r00.
made a formal demand for Nita's hand.
The old man appeared to be puzzled.
He wiis seated by the stove smoking
his pipe and reading his paper. With
BUdden determination he laid down his
pipe and Journal and went to the door
aud called .nto the yard.
"Nlta! Felipe!"
Nlta came In quickly, a Hush on her
face and an angry gleam In her eye.
Felipe lounged behind her.
"What are you doing here?" she
asked fearfully.
Don had not time to answer. Old
Captain Itodrigs was on his feet.
"See here." he said. "I'm 'bout tired
of this hull tarnation business. Daugh
ter, here's these two fellers a-peskln'
me. You can't marry "em IhUIi. so take
one and be done with it. They'll either
on 'em suit me."
Nlta looked from one to the other,
but Felipe was the first to find voice.
"So you've asked for her?" he said
to Don.
"I have." said Don.
"Don't you know that she belongs to
me?"
"She have promise to marry -with me
the 1st of May." Don was standing
at the kitchen table, looking straight
across it into the other man's face.
"And I have promised her that she
shall marry me on the 1st of May."
aid Felipe, his beady eyes glistening.
Each seized one of her hands.
"Nlta!" both said appealingly to her.
For a moment they stood thus. Then
the stillness was broken by the 12
o'clock whistle from the fish factory
across the road.
Captain Itodrigs broke the silence.
"It's high tide in ten minutes, boys.
Ain't you a-goln out with the Mood?"
Without a word the two men turned
and strode out of the door. Don first.
Felipe following.
Nlta, who had remained speechless
througlmut the whole scene, watehed
them as they kept up their silent walk
to the dock where their boat was moor
ed.
When they were out of sight she
sank down, trembling and helpless, on
her doorstep.
Nlta never knew how long she sat
thus. She was roused from her dumb
misery oy a touch on her shoulder.
She looked up. The shadows were al
ready beginning to fall, and in the
gathering darkness Louis, little Joe's
father, stood beside her.
"Louis! Louis!" she cried. "Have
you not gone fishing? Then they are
alone!"
"I couldn't go." Louis answered. "Joe
Is sick. I darsen't bring him over to
you. but I thought perhaps you
wouldn't mind If I ast you to come
over. Seems as if it promised to be a
good catch, and I don't want to miss
It."
In a moment the whole story was
poured Into Louis ears. It was clear
that he shared her apprehensions.
Waiting onlt to establish her at the
bedside of Jo, he borrowed Tom. the
big apprentice of Francis, the grocer,
end sailed seaward.
What a night that was for Nita! The
wind had risen. Swift flurries of rain
pattered on the window panes, and
finally the weird horn of the fish fac
tory sounded, telling the fishers not to
Fell their catch to tramp steamers, but
to bring it to the home market.
Once during the night her father
enrae to her.
"Daughter," he said. "I guess I
hadn't orter spoke that ways to therr
felUrs. I I didn't mean no harm,
daughter. Hut I'll be glad when theni
bouts : in."
Nita clung to him.
"I know -I know, father. You didn't
mean any harm, but I'm thinking of
Carlos himI 1 iego."
"I'm thinkin' of that too. Maybe
we'd orter spoke about them boots
afore." And the old man wandered
disconsolately off into the night, his
oilskins screaming harshly ua they
rubbed against each other.
In the gray of the morning the boats
began to come in. They had had an
other great catch, and the good news
6m,ii spread, bringing all the fisher folk
of the town to the wharf.
At last all the boats were In but
Don's and Louis'.
Nita in her watching of little Joe
could aot stay at the wharf, and the
anxiety began to tell on her father.
He asked first one fisherman aud
then another if they had seen Don's
boat and finally urted out the story
of his fears.
The next time Nita returned the
crowd on the pier had Increased, and
all maoe way for her with murmurs of
Hj'nipathy.
"Father?" she Vald inquiringly.
"Yes. it's out," the old man an
swered, "and I feel better for the tell
iu" Aliout 10 o'clock a dory appeared
around the light- Don's dory and close
ly following it Louis' little boat.
The kindly neighbors rushed to Nlta,
who was with Joe.
"It's ail right, Nita! Here's the
lK)ats!" they cried.
Francis, the grocer, had Joined the
group and was looking at the Incom
ing boats through his glass.
"By gosh!" he exclaimed. "Some
thing have gone wrong! There ain't
but mil! man In either of them bo.-its!"
A silence fell on the crowd. Then old
Captain (Jama went to old Kodrlgs.
"Captain Kodrlgs." he said, "can you
nhow us them boots?"
The old man hurried to ills cottage
and returned in a moment with the
boots, which were Identified as having
belonged to Diego. Captain Gama
gave a look at the boots and then ad
dressed the fisher folk around him.
"Friends." said he. "If Diego didn't
have his boots on he never got
.Imwned. nii.i ! s.. v- a; a f:ir mind
..l .... i . .
e.i man. mai i uego coumii i a met no
si,uare and nbovoboanl death. As for
Carlos, that there drov. udin of his al
........ .ii.i i i. . . .
.!..- uui mow queer 10 me. seein :if
the cargo was sold and the nets lashed
to the dory before she tipped over. It
looks as If they was prepariu for that
tlppln' over. And 1 asks you feller lish
ermen what shall we do to Felipe, sup
posin' he shows up without Don?'
mere was a moment s pause, and
then a voice in the crowd said:
"Lynch him! Lynch him!"
" ell," drawled Captain Ganm. "that
be my own opinion."
In a moment all was excitement.
Some of the women scurried Into their
nonies and hid themselves, others
iiung nrcatuicssly on the edge ofvthi
crowd. To the water's edge went a
crowd of determined looking men. and
In their midst stood Nita. Louis' Joe
warmly wrappM in a shawl, was tight
iy clasped In her arms. The boats
came nearer, nearer, until a ci v went
np:
lie ain't there! It' Louts In one
boat and Tom in the other
As the keel of Don's boat grated on
the sand Nita sprang into the water
and grasped the edge of the boat with
her one disengaged arm
"Don! Don!" she wailed, then with
a terrified shriek fell back.
The benches and sides of Don's boat
were smeared with blood, and on the
bottom lay the body of a man
The men sprang forward.
Tom. Francis' lumbering clerk, stop
ped them.
"It ain't Don. It's the other feller.'
In an instant a hundred voices had
taken up the cry.
"Lynch him! Lynch him!"
Tom, for once roused to life, clam
bered on the prow of the boat and
stood holding on by the mast.
"Stop!" he cried, holding hack th
crowd with his uplifted hand. "This
here feller's dead alreadv, and I'm
most dead too."
Then It was noticed that Tom's ha -id
and face bore marks of a struggle
and that he was ashv pale. Bef re
any one could help him the great. 1 :b
berly lad fell face forward on 'n
sand.
Little attention was paid him. In w
ever, for Louis' boat was now in.
A dozen hands seized the sides of tlie
little boat and pulled It ashore. Lot: is.
hntless and eoatless. had his arm
"'Nita!'
"P. this we was close beside the
boat, and I could siv two men strug
glin and fightin'. and I seen the boat's
lantern glcamin' on a knife that some
one was a-usin' pretty free.
"'Hold on with the boat hook.' sayH
1 to Tom, and I'll git aboard and take
a hand.'
"So we run alongside, ami Tom
grappled the dory with the boat hook.
As I sprung aboard my foot slipped,
and I fell on hands and knees Into a
pool of blood.
"I'.efore I could stand upright there
was a splash, and I seen Felipe pushin".
I '"in into the water. Then Felipe be
gun aiiuin' heavy blows at Tom to
make him let go his hold. My boat
hunk's a short one. and as I got to my
feet Felipe reached over with his
gleamiu' knife and cut Tom across the
hand. 1 1 1 a a cry the lad let go, and
Felipe sprung for the tiller to swing
her round and get out of reach.
"In the excitement he had not seen
me get aboard, but as he come round
the mast we met face to face.
"In a moment he had crouched for
a spring, but I had my knife out be
fore I come on board and was ready
for him.
"I'.y the light of that lantern we
watched and waited- might have been
for half a minute. Then we sprung
Chance helped me, and 1 caught him
by the wrist and had my knife in liiiu
half a dozen times, but it seemed as
If I couldn't find the right spot.
"So we wrastled. each holdin' the
other's knife hand for a full minute
Then I remembered the slippery spot
behind me. I pretended to yield a lit
tie aud got him to pressin' me back
until bit bv bit we had changed around
completely and he stood where I had.
"I got my back against the mast and
prosed and pressed until he was
obliged to take a step backwards. Hi
stepped in the slippery pool. and. as I
had hoped, his foot went from under
him.
When I was sure he couldn't do u
more harm 1 looked about for Tom. I
heard cries for help. and. steerin' nfb'i
them, found Tom hangiu on the slth
of my dory holdin' up Don.
While I was fightin' he saw Don
raise to the surface and jumped in aft
er him. Poor lad! He was dead him
self, but he held on to Don t:ll we got
him aboard and then sailed this boat
home. I couldn't bear to .stay besidi
Felipe, but Tom said his he.id ached
him so lie didn't carehe'd as mioii sail
a dead man as a live one.
"We looked Don over. Seemed as
though he's not mortally cut, aud hi
come back to himself once and spoki
to me.
"Now." raid Louis resignedly. "I
s pose I ve got to go to jail, nut I
couldn't help myself. It was him or me."
nd so the Jury found it. Twelve
good men and true decided that it was
justifiable homicide, and along about
the end of June Don and Nita wen
married, with Louis for best man ami
Tom second best. And half the girl?
In the twn were willing to mother lit
tie Joe If only Louis would ask them.
-1 mUntr Ull un tin rroml.
Gound up and blood trickling down hli
face from a wound in his head.
Nlta pressed her way to the edge of
the boat. Joe was still In her arms.
Her eyes glittered with the same
strange light In them. She held Jo
out to Louis.
"Now." she sari, "give me Don!"
There was a childlike faith In hei
tone. Louis had gone to protect Don
and left her to protect Joe. She had
done her part and expected no less ol
Louis.
"Give me Ion!" she demanded, never
taking her eyes off his face.
r or answer i.ouis pulled back a
sheet of tarpaulin, and there, wh I ti
mid still, lay Don, his head pillowed on
Louis' coat.
With a spring like that of a wild an
imal going to the defense of her young
Nita jumped into the boat and, taking
Don's head Into her lap. began croon
lug over him and murmuring soft
terms of endearment.
A wall of sympathy rose from the
crowd, but Nlta did not heed 1L She
had drawn her shawl around the still
white face in her arms and. thus hid
ing out the world, was alone with her
lover.
Several men approached the boat U
help lift Don out. but Louis stayed
them, the tears on his cheek.
"Wait till the doctor comes," he said.
"He ain't dead, leastways not quite,
and mebbe slip's the best medicine hf
could have."
"Hut what does It all mean?" thf
men cried.
Standing with one foot on the seat ol
the boat to make n more comfortable
rest for Joe. Louis told hN story.
"I was late in gettin' away on ac
count of Joe, an It was so dark afore
I came to the grounds that I couldn't
tell one boat fr-mi another. What Nlta
told me had scared me some, so I says
to Tom. 'I guess we won't bother about
llshln until we get alongside of Don.'
So we sailed from light to light, and
every time I'd hail a boat it would be
John of Truro or Pedro or anybody but
Don. I had rot sort of discouraged
when Tom says to me. 'Seems as if
there was a light on the starboard
quarter.'
"I looks and looks, and finally I
makes out that Tom was right, and wo
steered for her.
"Souiethin told me it was Don's
boat, and It was Just as if a voice said
to me. 'Put out your lights.' So. con
trary to law. I puts out my light anil
sails along toward this little green
light. As I watched, seemed as If she
was pltchln strange for the kind of
weather it wan. The light was bob
bin round and dandn' up and down
most strange.
"Somethln's afoot a'ready." I says
to Tom. and we semis on as fast as we
could make the dory spin. When we
was quite nigh I heard voices.
"The best man gets her. eh?' says
Felipe, and Don gives a loud crv.
SUPERSTITIONS.
TIi i ii sr- Tli nt Some People Imiiifiua
Are Ikiin f llml l.nck.
tne people otherwise scnibie w til
draw bad; rat bet- than walk under a
Ii-libr l'.i-u strougmluded women
Li-.t.it.- jo show their contempt of this
til erMition when they hear that It
prevents tne single from marrying for
th..t ear and to the married it be-
t tl.eiis death. 1 he Dutch hold that It
was a sjixn that you would be hanged
because, of the important part which a
ladder used formerly to play in the
last act of the law. A Scotch tradition
1. -ids it lucky to wish when going un
der a ladder.
To u.iss the mouth in eating and drop
otie netuals is a sign of annroachm
sickness. Kvery time one turns a loaf
upside down a ship is wrecked. On
this tie- Dutch say. "If a loaf lies topsy
tury it is not good." Scott in "The
Talcs of a Grandfather" says. "Never
turn a loaf in the presence of a Mon
teith." Hazlitt in his "Lngllsh Prov
erbs" quotes. "Are there traitors at
the table that the loaf Is turned the
wrong side upward?"
That ill fortune attended the spilling
nf :ih is nti idea arising from the be
lief of the ancients that salt was in
corruptible. It was therefore made the
mii bo of friendship, and if it fell cas
ually the ancients thought their friend
ship would not be of long duration. In
Leonardo da Vinci's "Last Supper" the
betrayr is represented in the act of
hpilliug salt
Win nil Side of the Fence.
Santos Dumont tells this story: "A
lunatic leaned ocr the fence of the
asylum grounds, watching a repair job
that was going on. Finally he took the
pipe from his mouth, blew a fragrant
cloud of smoke Into the air and said.
with a languid interest, to the middle
aged man who was digging a hide with
with a spade in the hard, stony soil:
'What wages do you get, friend?
" 'Six dollars a week,' sai.ijhe labor
er. And he unknotted the red handker
chief that encircled his neck and wiped
the sweat from his face.
"'Arc voti married?' continued tin
lunatic.
" i am." said the laborer, 'and I am
the father of eleven young children be
sides.'
"The lunatic, pulling his pipe, mused
a little while. Then he said:
Tin thinking, friend, you're on the
wrong side of the fence.' "Boston
Post.
A I'opulnr Decision.
George Fred Williams of Massachu
setts tells of a politician In that state
who Is rather well known for his ex
tremely conservative temperament. A
year or two ago the politician was a
candidate for the assessorshlp of a cer
tain county In the state mentioned.
Just at the height of his campaign a
circus visited the county seat, and local
attention was for the moment diverted
from the political situation to the won
der of the arena. Among the exhibits
of this show was a freak billed as "the
two headed sheep," and there was
much discussion as to whether the
freak was two sheep with one body or
POISON IVY.
LENGTHY SERMONS.
it May He Known by Itn Three Leaf,
lets nml White Ilerrlca.
Frequently a person is puzzled to
know whether a vine with which he
comes in contact is poison Ivy or Vir
ginia creeper. The poison ivy has thre
leatlets and white berries, while the
creeper has lie and purple berries.
The only way to prevent a bud case
of poisoning from the Ivy Is to begin
treatment as soon as the itching sen
sation bee mes apparent. If the case
Is allowed to continue until the puB
t tiles break the patient Is pretty sura
to suffer for a week or more. A good
remedy Is the extract of grliulella.
which If used in time by rubbing on
the affected parts every five minutes
will give relief. Sugar of lead salve la
also a standard remedy.
If a person who has touched poison
ivy will wash the exposed part thor
oughly with soap as soon after as pos
sible poisoning can generally be pro-
vented. The poisonous principle In the
Ivy is a corrosive essential oil which
is very volatile. It Is not necessary to
touch the ivy In order to be poisoned.
Passing near it may be sufficient, and
when Ivy is burned the smoke Is also
poisonous.
Many people are not at all sensitive
to poison ivy and can handle It without
fear, while to others a mere breath of
It Is sufficient to cause troublesome
eruptions. Poison oak and poison Ivy
are the same thing. The plant has a
peculiar way of changing Its habit of
growth according to local conditions.
Pathfinder.
A PERSIAN TRAGEDY.
Sublime CitnrHCi- by Which l'rliice
Snloine Ksc:iMil Her Mnwter.
James Maker, a well known traveler
and writer, tells a curious si.irj nf a
J war 1 to yars ago. The Persian shah
was besieging Tillis. and the husband
. of the Princess Salome bad been slain
, In the siege. When the Persians en
tered and sacked the town Salome
tried to save her young son, but he was
torn from her arms and hacked in
pieces before her eyes. Her own life
was spared and she was borne to the
camp outside the walls of Tillis to the
shah. He sold her to Djafar Bek, who
shut her up in a castle- a part of which
still remains near where now is the
j lovely tropical botanical garden of
: Tillis. Charmed by her beauty, he ask
ed her to become his wife. She re
fused and begged her purchaser to
slay her. The Persian gave her a night
. to reconsider tin? matter and on the
i next day he lay reclining on a great
j cushion under a tree on that" hot, sun
ny hillside aud awaited her answer.
mou on "I-ear and Hope, Objects of .... . ,
to i . i .. , . veiled in a long,
the Divine Complacency." from in 1 . , , .. .
4 . , . , . . ... 1 Mutely, her
text Psalm cxlvii, 11. "V ie Lor. t. . . ,
eth pleasure in them that fear him a:ai (
In those that hope it: his mercy." M.
Boston, "after an Introduction in four
REITERATION.
The I'ower of Aaaertinir a Thlnic
Over nnil Over AKaln.
There Is nothing more extraordinary
than the effect produced by reiteration
upon the public mind. Almost any
nonsense makes an impression If only it
Is repeated often enough In print. The
fortunes made by soaps, hair washes,
patent medicines, patent aids to cook
ery, etc.. are witnesses to this curious
fact.
There is a form of self advertisement
which proves even more pointedly than
commercial advertisement the wonder
ful potency of assertion. It is some
thing far subtler than what we have
been discussing, and appeals to a small
er aud more select public. In this case
the deception goes further, but it Is
necessary to obtain the full effect that
a person wno makes tne assertion
should himself believe in its truth. The
power to deceive with which the self
deceived are often endowed Is remarkable.
I?y countless assertions a stupid man
can convince himself. That Is why un-
receptive people become so pigheaded
ami prejudiced as they got older. Lon
don Spectator.
SUBSTITUTE FOR GLASS.
MnmrKlliiK With the I.uiiwuuno.
A story is told of a German teacher
ut an American girls' college who was
not thoroughly acquainted with the
Fngiish lanu.iago and the college slang
had not helped her In soh ing the puz
zle. She had heard the girls talk about
go.ng on' on larks. Returning one day
from a picnic she said to some of the
girls, "ih. I hae been on such a cana
ry." She startled her class one day by
complaining against some of the cold
daf of September, saying. "Why. It
was so cold one day I had to stay In
m room all the morning and sit with
ii. v feet over the transom trying to
keep warm."
I UKIllli: HOTH A UK COllKECT
one sheep with two heads. So intense
bec:in- th- d'fference of opinion among
the coun rymen that the matter actual
ly got Into the newspapers, giving risi
to much acrimonious debate.
One day the candidate for the asses-
sorship was approached by a number
of Individuals who differed with n
sped to the freak, and they Informed
the candidate that the matter was to
be left to his decision in order to settle
a wager.
After careful consideration of tin
arguments made pro and con the poll
tieian smiled genially and said:
"Gentlemen, in view of the fact that
I am a candidate for the assessorshlp
of this county I divide that both sides
are correct." New York Herald.
Ilrother ArCUts.
On his last visit to America Paderew
ski. the eminent pianist and composer,
was introduced somewhat against his
will to a man of little apparent culture
who professed great interest In music
aud much Intimacy with Its Ilnei
phases.
"We artists, you know. Mr. Paderew
skl." he remarked, "have our moods
and tastes In common, which the ordi
nary man Is incapable of understand
ing or sympathizing with. You. Mr.
Paderewskl, have your Instrument to
which your life Is a devotion, and I
have mine. I rejoice in you as a broth
er artist."
"And what," inquired the great vir
tuoso, with desperate politeness, "is
your Instrument. Mr."
"The mandolin, sir." was the proud
response.- -Kansas City Journal.
Salvation With Food.
Fourteen year old F.mmn, who had
come home from her first day's school
ing in ele.m'iitary physiology, was
questioned by her parents as to what
she iiad learned.
"Papa." she complained, "I don't
think I like physiology."
"Why not. my dear?"
"Well, teacher was explaining diges
tion to us today, and she said we had
to mix salvation with every mouthful
of food." - Harper's Weekly.
Their T o lew.
Hicks If the newspaper men should
print everything they knew they would
make a lot of trouble in the world.
Wicks They would make a lot less if
they wouldn't print so much that they
don't know. Somer illc Journal.
Kept Hlx IlellKlon.
Anent the ease with which some poli
ticians, both Democrats and Republic
ans, ignore the principles of their par
ty, yet claim to be loyal thereto when
there are spoils to bo divided. Senator
Uacon of Georgia recently told this
story:
"An old negro down my way arose at
prayer meeting one night and delivered
himself thus: 'Hredderln mi' sisterln.
I's been a mighty mean nigger in my
time. I's had er heap er ups an' downs,
'specially downs, aonco I Jlned do
church. I's stole chickens an' watafi
mllllns. I's cussed. I's got drunk.
I's shot craps. I's slashed udder coons
wid my razah, an" I's done er sight er
udder things, but. thank de good Lawd.
brodderfn an' sisterln, I's neither yet
los" my religion.' " New York Times.
Oiled Pnner I'ned by Market Gar
deners In Germuny.
In a small way oil paper Is used for
glass In many places, but only In Ger
many Is this done on a large scale.
The florists ami market gardeners In
the district of Frankfort use what they
call "fensterpappe" In great quanti
ties for their greenhouses. The paper
let a strong, tough manlla.
There Is no difficulty or secret about
Its preparation or use. The paper Is
nailed to light wooden frames and
painted again and again with boiled
Unseed oil until It is so saturated that
the last coat forms a smooth, glisten
ing surface like varnish. This ren
ders It translucent and water proof.
It Is found to admit sufficient light
for growing plants, does not need shad
ing in hot sunshine, lasts well. Is not
easily broken and. on the whole. Is a
hundred times cheaper than glass. It
Is. of course, useful rather than orna
mental and would not do as a substl
ture for glass In n private conservatory.-
London Mall.
Five or Six Houm at n Stretch nnd
UUiHlonn I p to "KlKhty-dixthly."
No English congregation would have
listened to Mich sermons as used to be
popular In the Presbyterian churches
of Scotland. There is indeed a story
told of a dissenting preacher named
Lobb in the seventeenth century who,
when South went to hear him. "being
mounted up in the pulpit and naming
his text, made nothing of splitting It
up into twenty-six divisions, upon
which separately he very carefully un
dertook to expatiate In their order.
Thereupon the doctor rose up, and,
jogging the friend who bore him com
pany, said, "Let us go home and fetch
our gowns and slippers, for I find this
man will make night work of it." "
Hut Mr. Lobb himself was humane
In the pulpit as compared to a certain
Mr. Thomas P.oston. to whose sermoiw
Sir Archibald Geikie has drawn atten
tion In his "Scottish Reminiscences.
Mr. Thomas Moston, who wrote a book i
called "Prlmltiae et ritima." was min-
lutur nf tlir itf !'lti'i,.L- 1,. .. . .... 1
IS"-! ... .-.v. ., .. - t ....
m. ..- -him .iur ii I IIH.-U i t;ii uuiuic uim.
pure white robe, calm
face deathly pale. She
advanced, her armed jailers following
her. The Persian waved his followers
aside and asked the princess, "You con
sent to be my wife?" "Yes," was the
solemn answer. "I consent to Iovu
you, for after the death of my husband
and son it Is my destiny; there Is no
otiier fate for me.
"In Georgia." said the princess,
"there are certain families that possess
strange powers and dark secrets. My
mother foretold I should be the wife of
a Djafar, and from my mother I, too, .
receive these powers to read the fu-1
ture." The Persian was impressed by
i her manner and her presence. She. saw
her power. "Give me your hand," she
said. "Let me read there if I shall
have long years of happiness with
3'ou." He held forth his hand. She
held it until It slightly trembled in her
lingers. Then she burst forth with a
cry of horror, "Uli, my master, kuow
est thou that death awaits thee, per
chance this very night?" DpJafar lick'
trembled now. "Thou wilt tile by the
hand of a man thou hast this day of
fended." "Is it by Assa DhouIIa Uek?"
he asked. "We quarreled today, and
about you. He would have bought
you." "Oh. my master," exclaimed
Salome, "to save thee I must have
some object upon which he has looked
today, then I can avert this evil and
make his arms useless against thee,"
"What: You can do this?" exclaimed
Djafar Incredulously. "Most certainly.
Gh e me your dagger." He drew It and
handed it to her. She held It up and,
looking up to the bluo heavens above,
murmured a prayer; then, handing It
back to him said: "Now It Ls useless.
It can slay no one." He looked nt her
unbelievingly. "Try It," she exclaim
ed. "Strike here!" He struck the blow
where her linger rested full upon her
heart. The keen blade went swiftly
home, and she fell at his feet, exclaim
ing. "t God. receive my soiill" Then
she lay dead.
sections, deduced six doctrines, each
subdivided into from three to cijJn
heads, but the last doctrine requind
another sermon which contained i
practical improvement of the whole.'
arranged under eighty-six heads. A
sermon on Matthew xi. lis. was sii'mII
vlded Into seventy-six heads.'" tin this
text, indeed. Mr. llostun preached four
such sermons.
It ls more than doubtful wbeibcr any
brains or hearts south of the Tweed
could have stood the stra'n of such
discourses. P.ut a Sc itch preacher
not in the present degenerate age. has
been known to preach from live to six
hours at a stretch, and sometimes
when one preacher had finished his
sermon another w.mld begin and there
would be a sm-f:-sion of preachers
delivering htiilmi upon sermon until
the unhappy congregations were kept
listen n : ; "the u ird" for as many
as ten 1. ;:r. wit I :tt a break Itishoy
Wllldon in the Nineteenth Century.
PROLATE SPHEROIDS.
Why Inn t'lin'f frtt.Oi nn I'.KfZ
l.ciurc liu ise lictttccn the I'iiIiiim.
If the lingers of the two hands are
interlo.-ked. and an egg taken length
wi e be: u cen the palms. It will be
found inqMiisibic to crush it with the
greatest lorcc that can be exerted. If.
however, the pressure is applied along
the short axis of the egg. it can be
i rushed w ith ease.
'Ibis is directly due to the character
istic shape of the egg. which is known
as a pr date spheroid. It is clear that
w hen pressure i exerted on the two
ends the tendency is to bring them to
gether and cause the spheroid to be
coine a perfect sphere. Put the sphere
so produced would contain a larger
volume than the original spheroid;
heiiie when the egg Is compressed
lengthwise there is a tendency to In
crease its holding nipaclty and. as the
shell Is air tight, to produce a vacuum j
in its interior. j
Thus the whole weight of the at
mosphere some fifteen pounds to the
WORST KIND OF POVERTY.
A .Mnti Mny ILnve l'lenty of Money
anil Yet He Very l'onr.
Much of what Is called success is but
the most vulgar kind of prosperity; It
square Inch comes into plav to pre-1 L" the m,1''ss f the brute faculties at
.... , ,, i -. i .i . .. i
i ne e.iieu.se in im- uiwue. a.o uettaup
vent the change of shape and supports
tin egg against any attempt to crush
it. Along the short axis, however, the
egg can easily be crushed, as the
tendency is here to diminish its ca
pacity, and the atmospheric pressure
does not come Into play.
Iron MnLiiiK In Knrly History.
Iron was used before history was
written. The stone records of Egypt
aud the brick books of Nineveh men
tion It. Genesis (Ir, 2'2) refers to Tu
balcaln as "as Instructor of every ar
tificer In brass and Iron," and In Deu
teronomy (Hi, 11) the bedstead of the
giant t)g was "a bedstead of Iron."
The galleys of Tyre and Sldon traded
In this metal. Chinese records ascrib
ed to 2,000 II. C. refor to It. Horace
speaks of It as superior to bronz. The
bronze age came before the Iron ago
because copper, found as a nearly pura
metal, easily fuses, and with another
soft metal tin or zinc alloys Into
hard bronze, whllo Iron, found only as
an ore. must have the impurities burn
ed and hammered out by grant heat
and force before It can bo made Into a
tool.
I'oMted on Art.
Ihicon -He went to the fancy dross
ball in a costume made of old letters.
Kgbert Sort of a suit of mail, eh?
Yonkers Statesman.
Sireasin Is a powerful weapon, but
In handling it many people take hold
of the blade instead of the handle.
Cassell's Journal.
How She Wandered.
A comical sentence appeared In tho
programme of a concert given by M.
Gounod In London. The eighth song
was printed. "She Wandered Down
the Mountain Side, accompanied by
the composer."
.N'ntnre'n Gimpc!.
Sky and water, vapor and vegetation,
earth and sun, are ever friendly and
hospitable. They are perpetually run
ning on some missionary errand In
each other's behalf. They preach the
creed of brotherhood In that temple
whose roof Is fretted with the stars.--Illshop
Huntington.
Not a Karorlte Breed.
Lovers of good, plain dogs which
have been allowed to grow naturally
will appreciate the story of the Eng
lish peddler who went to a dealer iu
dogs and thus described what he
wanted:
"Hi wants a kind of dog about so
Mgh an' so long. Hit's a kind of gry-
'ound. an" ylt it ain't a gry'ound, be
cause 'Is tyle ls shorter nor any o
these 'ere gry'ounds an' 'la noso is
shorter an' e ain't so slim round thy
body. Hut still 'e's n kind o' gry'ound.
Do you keep such dogs?"
"No," replied the dog man. "We
drowns "em."
CAIN COLORED HAIR.
YelIov or lied Hciul or Ilenrd Once
Looked I poii tin Deformities.
Yellow or red hair was anciently in
England esteemed a deformity, and a
red beard was especially odious and
an infallible token of an evil disposi
tion. This foolish prejudice possibly
originated in an aversion to the red
haired Danish invaders.
The common tapestry representa
tions of Cain aud Judas, to whom red
hair and beards were invariably al
lotted, probably for no better reason
than that the color was thought ugly,
intensified this feeling. The devil him
self was sometimes thus represented.
Dryden. in a tit of spleen, described
his publisher. Jacob Tonson. "with two
left legs ami Judas colored hair," and
In the same attack he speaks of him
as "freckled fair." where red ls evi
dently meant.
Shakespeare's reference in the "Mer
ry Wives of Windsor" to "Cain col
ored" hair Is in later copies "cane col
ored." Just as his "Abraham colored"
In the folio "Corlolanus" becomes "au
burn." from which, indeed. It wan
doubtless corrupted. Hall's "Satires"
speaks of-
A goodly. Ion p. thick. Abraham colored
beard.
- Liverpool Mercury.
lie only employs his prejudice who
can make no use of ills reasou. Cice
ro.
An Avrkwnrd Compliment.
Jones ls nothing if not gallant. Mrs.
Brown ls exactly the same age as her
husband, but she will not admit it
"My husband ls forty," she said to
Bomo friends tho other day, "you
wouldn't believe it, but there's actu
ally ten years' difference In our ages."
"Impossible, dear madam," hastily
Interposed Jones, anxious to say some
thing agreeable. "I'm sure you look
every day as young ns he docs."
A Menn Retort.
Mrs. Nagger Perhaps you recall It
was on a railroad train that we first
met and - Mr. Nagger Yes, but It's
too late now for me to suo the compa
ny for damage Philadelphia Ledger.
Hoir it Comity Got Itn Name.
Freuchtown. in Antelope county,
Neb., receivitl Its name from the num
ber of French settlers lithe vicinity.
The county Itself received its name
from a party of Platte county settlers.
They were chasing a band of Indian
cattle thieves across what ls now An
telope county when they became so ex
hausted for lack of food that they
could not go farther. At this critical
time an antelope appeared In sight and
was shot, thus possibly saving the
lives of the hunters. One member of
this party was iu the legislature that
named the territory. Including tho
scene of this Incident, and the county
was named Antelope at his suggestion.
Nebraska State Journal.
a few of one's brain cells, and the.-!
the lowest, by everlasting digging aud
grinding for money, to cultivate one
huge gland which secretes nothing but
dollars and the exclusive cultivation
of which crushes out of life all the
finer sentiments, all that Is sweet and
beautiful and worth while, makes n
man as dry and barren as the great
Sahara desert. He who follows this
course cannot be rich, no matter how
much money he may have. A man Is
rich when every faculty within him
has followed his highest ideals, when
lie has pushed his horizon to Its far
thermost limit.
A man Is poor when he has lost con
fidence of his friends, when people who
are nearest to him do not believe In
him. when his character Is honeycomb
ed by deceit, punctured by dishonesty.
He is poor when he makes money at
the expense of his character, when
principle does not stand clear cut, su
preme in his idea. When this is cloud
ed he is in danger of the worst kind
of poverty. To be In the poorhouse
Is not necessarily to be poor. If you
have maintained your integrity. If your
character stands foursquare to tho
world. If you have never bent the kneo
of principle to avarice, you are not
poor, though you may be compelled to
beg bread. Orison Swett Marden In
Success.
PRECIOUS JADE.
One-half of our life Is spent In mak
ing experiments; the other half In r
grettlng them. Brown Book.
Ills Courlnclnic "Mnnner.
''Do you aw - believe In the aw
theory of evolution. Miss Wise -that
we all aw - spring from apes, don't
you know?"
The beautiful girl hesitated. "I never
used to," she replied finally.
"Perhaps I aw could convince you."
he suggested.
"You have already," she answered.
New York Press.
Pretty Good SI;n.
"How do you know that they are not
married?"
"Isn't he carrying all the packages?"
Detroit Free Press.
It is better for a young man to blush
than to turn pale. Cicero.
Dead counselors arc the more In
Itruetlve, because they are heard with
putlence and reverence. Johnson.
To the (hi n a mint It Is the Embodi
ment of Ilenuty.
To the Muropean Jade Is chiefly n
curiosity. To the Chinaman it 13 tho
most precious of stones. The western
man. in his dull, prosaic, scientific
way. will say that the term Jade as
popularly employed includes two min
erals, jndeite and nephrite. Tho sne-
-
eitic gravity of the Jadeite Is higher,
but its fusing point lower than that of
the other. By the mere process of
handling and Inspection It Is Impossi
ble to tell them apart, and both are
very similar to another stone called
prehnite.
Here, on the other hand. Is a Chinese
definition: "Jade is the quintessence
of heaven ami earth. It Is marked
with the dark hues of tho hills, with
the blue tints of streams. It is white
as sliced lard, red as a cock's comb
and yellow as a cooked chestnut."
ine of the chief characteristics of
jade Is its extreme hardness. A srjp
cial sand, as tine as flour and found
only iu certain springs. Is used iu cut
ting it. In spite of Its beauty when
cut and polished. Jade Iu Its rough
state cannot be distinguished by the
casual eye from the rubble of the road.
Loudon Telegraph.
Derlin mid Volnen.
Berlin ls by far the quietest of the
world's big cities. No railway engine
driver may blow his whistle within Its
bounds, and the driver of a road ve
hicle with squeaking or rattling wheels
Is promptly apprehended and fined.
Street hawkers are forbidden to howl,
bawl, yell or emit other strange and
startling sounds, nnd pianos may be
played onlj- during certain stated hours
of the day.