KIT CAItSON'S LEGACY.
I.
Gtronlmo and Ills murderous band
Arc raiding lhc fresh joune Western land;
ionuring women anu scalping men,
Making of ranches a nolsotno fen,
And of sctllcircnts a tlauglitcr-pen.
II.
Ill I hi I bll To the pale-face death I
Mutilate sons ere their waning breath I
Murder mothers, and babies brain 1
Scatter bullets like pcltlnit rain,
And tcour away to the bills again 1
Bloody Apaches, dc accurst,
Over our hi incs In n cyclone burst;
Making widows of fair young wives,
Taking Innocent children's lives,
Gashing loved ones with reeking knives.
IV.
Mercy to such Is thrown away,
'1 be rifle-ball Is their only py :
The baionct-tirod and the Uatllncr-irun.
And tljo cavalry-cbnrgc from which they run
ire wio uravesi anu nosi uuug to ue none.
V.
Guilty friends of that fiendish &y
Whose trail Is wet with the tears iff vfoiu
Hi nk what Kit Carson Iselv sul
When bo cflcd i a QjttlcrVgte? ItfOy
"An Indlay tited Is an Indian Ami"
JItbUZ &h-aliatn ddec
A 0$ DAISIES,
A. Keasintrtorj Romance.
It wab oniv a London garden, but it
eflrco ho wojieu iu irom intrusivo oyes,
wi bo judiciously planted with How
tt thut rauld stand tbo air of cities
una tiio neighborhood of amoko, was
do unrounded by trees, and tbo walls
that encircled it wcro covered with
crcfpci-H, that it was dillicult to real
ize that it was actually n part of tbat
"Old Court Suburb" which is now a
part of London itself. Thoro was an
old bowling-green that niado tiio
Hmoothcst and greenest of tennis-
luwns; thoro woro stately alloys.
planted with quaint shapes of box and
yew; an ancient sundial and a moss
grown fountain; trim walks through
trolllscd doorways, that led to con-
fiurvatoncs gorgeous with tropical
uowcrs; nnd shady corners, much ap
nrociatcd by tho young people who
ciirao to Lady Mary Hazlowood's gar-
dun parties and that at other times
woro Mota Ha.lewood's favorite ro
treat.
Lady Mary wa tho widow of a gen
eral ami aieta was nor only daughter.
ft tall and rallicr stately briinolto of
iweiity-iwo, wbo bad been out two or
tiircu seasons, and hud refused soveral
eligible oilers without any very appar
ent roason. Miss Hazlo'wood did not
oven give anj' reason. Tho gentlemen
who had dono her tho honor to wish
to marry lior woro not to her lasto, sho
fl'aid, and scorned to think that state
ment conclusive.
Mela's indifference) to suitors wns
tho only point of difforchoo between
her mother and herself. Lady Mary
would gladly have seen her daughter
suitably settled as, indeed, what
mother would notP but iu tho long
run tho girl always bad her way.
"Do you want lo got rid of mo,
mamma?" sho would ask, witli ono of
tho smiles that woro half saucy, and
wholly sweet; and thero could bo but
ono answor to suoh a question. Nev
ertheless, Lady Mary could not help
fooling that bur daughter was per
verse. Tho feeling was intensified
just now by an oiler from Mela's latest
admirer, ami by t ho fact that Lord
Castloman Miomed likoly to faro no
better than those who had gono bo
fore him.
"I can't understand it, my dear,"
aid Lady Mary, plaintively. "What
was thoro in Sir .John Hope that any
girl need have objuoted tor""
"Ho was not to my tasto," said
Mota, for tho hundredth time.
"Or In Captain Shaw? And I run
SUXO tlK'.V both worship SCi iho ground
you trod on."
"'i'hoy would have boon welcomo to
do that if they would only havo ab
stained from worshiping mo," said
Muttt, lightly.
. "My clear, don't bo flippant; when
you really fall iu lovo yoursolf, you
Will know it is not a joking mattor."
"Ab! ycti when 1 dol" said Mota.
'Aud now thero is Lord Castloman,
tlmi you don't seem any more favor
tubly inclined to him."
"1 cun't liolp it, mamma," said
Muta, rather wearily. Sho roso and
rwithurud hor work together, nnd loft
tho fluid to liUdy xUury. Sho was to
tirud of I hose endless lamentations,
mud Hho know onough of hor mother
(to know that who would not leuvo hor
ipufc griovuncn till alio had thoroughly
jdxhiuuitcd both thut und hor daugh
ctwr's pattauuo, Ho Mota put on bcr
Qrud imd tdrolhid iato tbo garden, tbo
(Jihndj old a'rld flurdoo. thut always
tiyamwd narb n hurcn uf pcuoo und uidi
tajiu iwxxd tbo -ftbirl und dm of tho
l?du 'ts. it Wus boro that; Mota
u5mor)y oima wheu hoc mother 8
(Drani ffiis tuo pialxtIvo ur bio lcnjua
cIcAtB'. yu idillrt-f ttqaiuot tbo klodlv,
BOi'to ft'oojwo, oveo io bcr hourt. hot
febliop: tho naod v a litt'.o imlot aod
fi)llitulo, a HttVo tlmo la wuieh to
gather bor IkoabtB, ectii portmyi livo
over again tbo oap little ttwutk io
winch tbo gimtgu biol taatiaad ftwaBjac
and fulrOc and s&aoca tbao it bad
over iHiomWd sioce. Tbitt vim live
rears ago uo$J tbat ooo atscDtft of
hlota's life t&ut hrafl .-QjotnoCt to l-fldy
Mary, so much liOu any othar Juno,
but that bad made tho vorj iimp; af
Juno musical forever In hor daurii
tor's cars.
It was Juno again now, and oven in
London thoro was a sense of summer
in tho air. Tho garden was ut Its best,
with roses just untolfling, ami creepers
Sroculy twining and putting forth
elieato tendrils, as yet uiismirchud
by dust or soot. Tho groat .Juno
daisies that grow wild iu suoh abund
ance in southern pastures and on
breoay clllls by tho tca, but that need
ed much caro and pains to Induce
thorn to grow hero at all, were open
ing their yellow discs, nnd spreading
their white fringes iu tho sun.
Mota gathered one, and put it softly
to her lips. "Tho ono llower In tbo
world I" whispered tho girl, und then
she blushed at iter own thoughts, and
fastened tho llower In her girdle, und
bald liorsolf It was folly, and worse
than folly, to lot any man's words
dwell In hor heart liko this, and oomo
back to lior across tho years whenever,
tho daisies blow. Jt was livo years
ago now, but every Juno, as tbo groat
white daisies opened to tho summer
un, It seemed to Mota tbat she stood
onco moro by Robin Lindsay's sides
nncl heard him tell her that ho should
novor sco thoir blossoms ngain with
out thinking of this garden of Ills cousin
' Rocauso tlioy aro Marguerites, and
..... u.i;i.ivhl civf ..onu.
"ii you like. Ur becauso they are
fair and white, and tall and stately
anu beautiful, " said Mr. Lindsay
Shall I find them and you still horo
wnon l corao back, 1 wondorr Will
the daisies bloom year after year, in
splto of foirs and snioko? And you.
Margaret, will you bo horo, In snito of
an inn suitors who win try tc win and
wttr the Margt&rito that is llio ono
nowor in ino worm ior mor ono uiu
not answer for n moment. Sho was
only seventeen, and with Robin Lind
say, at loast, sho wae curiously shy.
And then, before sho could speak, no
caught her hands in his. "Don't an-
sQur, duar." lie swd; "1 had no right
to eaff. I Will not bind you by &
tiioglo y?ord. Only glvo tnu a llorec
tor okliovo s paao. it pioutfcs you to
nothing, but I ma? bo ahul to bnvo it
if I com bank sumo day and find no
daiBios bero."
"Ono dais? will' bo hero," said Mota-
softly so sultly that perhaps bo did
net boar; or perhaps bo would not.
Robin Lindsay bad do fortuno but bis
profession, but be was a Scots
man, and as proud as ho was;
poor. It seemed to him a basonoss to
try to win a pledge from this fair
young cousin of his, whoso mother
looked so much higher for her, and toj
whom an cniragcmcnt to hinissirj
could only bring yours of iudclinito
waiting.
The waiting and tbo bunion of sop-.
oration and doubt and anxiety should
be ins, and not bcrs, no told inmsolf;
and so ho wontawav and left hor frco,
not understanding that her freedom
was a heavier burden than thorn all.
lie only wrote onuo, a formal loiter
to I.ndv Miirv. ntiknmvlndfrlnfr bur'
hospitality, that somehow found its
way among Mel
every year there camo a Christmas,
card adorned with whito Manruoritoi
daisios, and bearing an Indian post
mark and tuc initials it. J..
That was all; just such Christmas,
cards as any one might have sent,
pretty tokens of cousinly romombranco'
mat migiit be tbo emptiest of compli-,
meats: but Mela Hushed into tremb
ling delight over thorn, and hid thorn'
away as a miser bides his gold.
And Lady Mary, looking kindly at,
her daughter, with tbo unexpected
acumen which otlierwiso foolish wo-
mon sometimes display In mailers of.
ilia Heart, thought lo liorselt mat it
Mota had not, been such a child whenl
Koliiu Lindsay went away, she might,
Have tanuicd there bad boon somo
noncsniisii" between thn cousins
when tlioy wandered so long in the'
irnrilnll flman enft .llltif nl'ii ttitirra lien
Song years ago. I
It was only a passing thought, dis
missed the next instant as too unlikely
for serious relleetion, but it came liaei;
to Lady Mary with startling vividness'
this fair Juno morning as site went iu-J
to the garden in search of Meta, and
toiiud her standing by tho daisies willr
oyes tbat were luminous and tender;
and sad. The golden bosses, surround
ed with pearly shafts of whito, sud-,
donly recalled I ho Christinas cards
that had borno them iu every variety
of dainty dovicos. And when Lady
Mary looked at her daughter with un
oonsciou appeal and questioning, sho
know, with a thrill ol unwelcome con
viction, Hint tho girl's eyes foil before
her own. Was this it this that Mota,
her proud, unapproachable Mota, was
only proud and uuapproaehablo be
cause she was already won. and won
cither clandestinely or unwooodP
Kithci' supposition seemed a deso
eratum to Mela's mother, with Meta
standing before lmr in lior proud young
bounty; only tbo daisies mado a back
ground to her thoughts, an unacknowl
edged arriero peu.uu that had its share
in dutormiulug hot' spoouh.
"Do you kuow that Lord Castloman
is oomiug for his atiswer this morn
ing!" sho asked with an attempt at
sovority of domoanor that was not too
successful. What aro you going to,
soy to him, my duar?"
"Won't you seo him, mamma? You
will soy 'No' o much moro graciously
than 1 should.'
"Rut need it bo -No,' Motor"
"What ol60 can it bo?" said Mota,
rather druorlly.
The daistvs wero au unconscious
ba'ki;round to hor thoughts also. Tho
daisios that bad brought only happy
mouiorlos and gulden droacus to tbo
girl io hoc teens, had oouio to havo
quito other mo anions for tbo wutoaa ut
Hvoaly two.
Fivo years! Was it likoly tbat tbo
rlvo-jeors-olri story uould 'seoui any
Uitoq but a boy aod girl rouuaro lo
ftobio Liorttfftp now? 'CUot was Uo
qoofitioa tbot, tbo doisies had Ituou ask
ing' ftiargarot Hozlswuml this mucoiug,
tbot they tBjl alrcatl? ttikefl hor mora
tbon once ns tlia eiopty yean tyimt by,
cod UobiQ Liml&ay gave no sign of
clQii&iu" "tho oflu Uorfor iu tho TVorld
for blinP'
".'eed it bo 'So,' Meta?" said her
mother once more. O'Lord Castloman
is oil born, distinguished, a polished
gentleman, and au upright man.
what fault can you tlud iu him?''
"Nono," salfc)Mota, wearily. Sho
thought lijut life would havo been
easier to her If her suitors had been a
little less unexceptionable.
coptbim? Do you know, Mota, wbat
"Then, my dear, way do you not ac
Is the natural conclusion when a girl
boliaves as you dor '
"Yes," said Mota, hastily. "Tbo
natural conclusion, tho only conclu
sion, is that she likes her homo and
hor mother (8o well to leave them."
Lady Mary put asidu tbo llattory
with lofty inditlereneo
"Tho natural conclusion is that thoro
is some one she likes hotter or fancies
shodoos," aid tho mother considerate
ly changing tho form of expression as
slio saw the sudden tlamo in Mota's
cheeks, it faded as quickly as it bad
oomo, and Mela said steadily
"That Is not tbo ease with mo, mam
ma." It was not a willful untruth. Her
morning's communings with tbo
daisios bad brought homo tbo convict
lion that Robin Lindsay bad fergotton
ber, or thought of lior only as a,'
couaUa, attU .no! blag oould VberafoF
bo moro evident lo Margaret Hazel
wood than that her own lootings must
'havo undergono a similar change,
t "I am relieved to bear it," said Lady
.Mary. "I bad really begun to won
der absurd as itsccms it thero could
bavo boon anything between you and
Robin
(nl.tn "
"No! oh no!" cried Meta vohoruont
ly. "How could you think so, mam
ma, when ho has-never " She stop
ped, afraid of her own voice. What,
was she going to do? To falter nnd
break down before her mother to bo
tray tho weakness Hint had robbod hor
girlhood of Its brightness, and that
instead of being conquered as sho hadJ
believed, seemed ready to ovorwbolnr i
her now with a sudden despairing
snninor one paused a moment, steady
ing herself against tbo garden soat.
and then sho said with a nervous liltlo
laugh "How could vou bo so nbsurd.
mamma? I should havo thought vou
knew mo better than that." Tho ttto
women nrcro botli too lauch excitbd to
notico outsida thinrfl. It cttme upon
them both rt'lth :c littlo shark, wheaia
pfltfo appeared bufOro them antt ou-
nouaood Ihnt'Lord Costlonmn wos ia
toe drawing room.
1 will oomo," said Lad? Marp nop-
vouily, and tbon abo looked at bcr
uughicr.
My dear, what shall I say. You
will not sacridco your prospects
your happinesss "
"My Happiness is not in question,
mamma, said Meta Droudly. "You
can send Lord Castloman to mo."
Lady Alary did not venturo to ask
any moro. She kissed bcr daugbtor,
and went oil to her guests, roioiciiifr.
Meta would not havo sont for him
only to reject him, sho felt sure. And'
as for tho doubts winch the daisios
lau suggested, it L.ady Mary did not.
imiievo nor daughter's proteslations
as cntiroiy asiueta would havo wished,
she buliovcd in tho healing power of
timo and tho evanescent naturo of.
human emotions, with a fullness of!
conviction that Meta horself would,
probably never attain to, Sho turned
for a moment and looked at tho girl's
...!.!. .1.. .1 ! ... . . "
wiiuu cum nguro wun icnuor ma
ternal pride, and then sho went on to
tho house and into the drawing room,
glowing with satisfaction and good
will.
Lord Castloman was standing by
tho table witli a faco tlia was becoming
anxious and grave, but ho Unshod into
cagor anticip.itiou as Lady Mary camo
into the room.
"lou bring mo good tidings,"'
bo cried joytully. "I seo it m your
eyes. i
"Sho will sco you," said Lady Mary,
boaming with smiles. "You will lind
hor in lior favorite coruor bv tho con
servatories."
Ho proved her hand, and went, see
ing everything a littlo mistily
through the sudden dazzlo of now
hope; but pleading his eauso with as
much humility ns though ho had not
just seen Lady Mary, and drawn his
own deductions from tho encouraging
interview.
And Meta sat with downcast oyos.and
listened to his talo in a silence ho felt
to bo still more encouraging; but when
lie would have taken hor baud sho drow
it back.
"Wait," sho said; "thoro is some
thing 1 should liko to show you
lirst." J
Sho took from her pockot a faded
leathor case, and opened it witli fin
gers thai tremblod a littlo in spito of
her ellbrts to keep thorn still. Insido
woro tbo Christmas cards with tiio
pretty frosted daisies, and tho robins
that used to bo so seldom absent
from Christinas cards, but that
had, perhaps a special reforenco
iu those, and with thorn a letter
that was a littlo frayed about tho
edgos now.
Lord Castloman stared, as ho might
porhaps hu excused for doing.
i "What aro thesot1" ho said. 'Tar
don mo; I don't understand."
"it was vory foolish and it was all
livo years ago," faltorod Mota, "but I
thought you ought to know."
Ho midorstood now, and his brow
lowot'od ominously. Ho was all Lady
Mary hod called him ho was woll
.born aud distinguished, a polished
goutloman, nnd an upright man, but
he was not largo soulod. Tho confes
sion that Mota had made, with a pain
he could not ovou understand, uiovod
him to no gouerous sympathy; it only
wouodd his vauity' aud stung bis
prido. Ho took tbo cards and tho loi
ter from bur, uud tore Ibom into a
thousand pieecs, and tbon bo turood
upon bis heel.
"Miss lUzlowoud, Iba?o tbo tumor
to wish you good moraing-," ho said,
with a etift' littlo bow. "f appreciate
your candor, but you will undorstand.
that a C8tleiuRii dues not caro to bo
'6ocond to any otbor man."
lie went o'ttay with bis head In tbo
,Oir, knocking over his choir ia his (Vg
itoUon, and Aiota wau conscious oi a
very unhoroio folding o voliof. To
plcitgn hor mother, ud' to 9ao her
oQ ii prido, sho had brought horself to
think tbgt she might accept Lord Cas
tloman, but tho sen of relief showed
her bow groat au cscapu she bad had.
HoviD long sho sat where had left
hor sho never quite knew. Her oyes
were on tho torn and scattorcd frag
ments that woro all that remained to
bor of her girlhood's dream, "aud as
sho sat and mused her faco was gravo
aud sad but It was a sadness iu
which Lord Castloman bad neither
part nor lot.
Tbo oponlng of tho garden door
'"s,oa hor , ut u, Aid thon-for
life is sometimes kinder to us than our
deserts or our Imaginings sho lifted
ber oyes aud saw somo ono coming up
tho walk some ono whoso coming hor
own prido had oomo near to making a
curse instead of a blessing. For tho
some ono was Robin Lindsay, come
back at last to explain bis long ab
sence, and the untoward fortune that
hail till now mado it impossible for
him to come aud ask for the Margaret
who was still to him "tho one llower
'in tho world."
boincbody y teat tho odor of fresh paint
.mny bo removed front room by placing
'utiuciir of ground oolite Iu the apattmcut.
'Now we understand why It It a man Krnerally
chew u round cotleo when ho Is painting the
town. l'uek.
"AU 1 Mant W a sltiglo heart,' write
poetei. Tr) In i: to fill u bob-UI! fiuh, ehl
AVitmut) luJqKialtiL
ALASKA.
Interesting Extrarts from the Report of the
tlrst urn nil Jnry
The initial report of tho lirst grand
jury of Alaska to Judge Wndo Mc
Allister, of tbo United States district
court, which was submitted at tho ro
cent Mny term, contains tho following
paragrapns oi interest:
"Iho rapid development of our tor
ruory, mo recent discoveries of so
much rich mineral, and tho numerous
industries that aro boing brought, to
mo aueiiuon oi capitalists lorco uAJto
1 1. i . . . i .... i
uiu uuiiuiusiun mm me judicial sys
tem as now established is inndenuato
to tho demands of our people and of
such a limited character that in somo
of tho most important .Wbtions of the
territory tho settlement of controver
sies by courts and juries is practically
unattainable, and that by all m6nn3
regular term of court, with 811 flio
jurisdiction of your honorable court,
should bo established at Juneau.
Godi:U and Ounalasktu and that our
governor should appoint justices o
uio poaco and coostuuloa at all tbo
principal lislnnp- stations and else
where whooover he uitty think tboy
oro needed. Records are now boing
mado involving the titles of mineral
binds valuod at soveral millions of
dollars. Officers having tho custody
of tbeso records should bo provided
with suilablo vaults and receptacles to
protect tbo same against loss bv lire or
otlierwiso. Tho Dominion parliament
lias already taken tho proliminarv
steps by which tho boundary botween
Alaska and tho British possessions can
bo ascertained and determined, and
wo especially urge the necessity for
tho United States government to com
ply with tho request mado by tho Do
minion parliament that a commission
bo appointed to sottlo vho ouestion.
Valuable mineral lands aro beinf
prospected, and our miners at this
timo havo no moans of knowing
whother said mines should be located"
under tho United States minimr laws
or those of Rritisli Columbia.
In view of tho fact that Alaska
territory pays a greater revenue to tho
general government, in proportion to
mo population, man any otbor terri
tory now or heretofore in existenco in
tho United States, we doom it as a mat-
tor of justico to our citizens that ap
propriations should bo made for tho
following purposes, to wit: For tho
repairs of wharyes now belonging to
uio government; ior tiio construction.
erection nnd improvements of others
at the principal points in Alaska wa
ters, and for the croction and main
tainanco of light houses for tho safetv
of life and property of our people.
"Our olliccrs should bo supplied
with some convoniont moans of trans
portation, under tho control of said olli
ccrs, without which it is impossible for
them perform to thoir respective duties
with such promptness and dispatch as
olliccrs in other territories of tho Uni
ted States aro able to do. This wo
suggest for tho reason that the only
mode of conveyance is by boat. Thero
aro no roads, and tho peonle aro
obliged to travol by water exclusively.
u recommend the appopriation of
suuicioni money io survey and build a
good trail from tho head of Duryea
inlet, Cbilcat county, to tho boundary
lino, a distance of about twenty-live
miles, to insure tho safe transit of
minors, explorers, and supplies des
tuiod for tho Yukon river and tribu
taries, thus furnishing an accossiblo
routo to tho mineral helds of wealth
and importance
"Tho lishos found in tho waters of
Alaska territory aro tho principal food
iishes of tho world viz., salmon, her
ring, codfish, and halibut. In consid
eration of the fact that tho fishing in
dustry stands next to tho milling in
dustry in this territory, ami that
Alaska will probably bo' called upon
to supply tho Unitod States with cheap
food lishos in tho near futuro, it is im
portant tiiat an examination of the ex-
lent of tho fisheries should bo mado,
and to that end a liberal appropriation
with tho necessary transportations
should bo provided.
"Wo recognize tho long-established
policy of oifr government to oneourago
schools and oducatioual facilities, ami
would say that our Russian citizens
aro, os a class, poor, and unacquainted
with tbo rights and privileges of
American citlrons, and that non-sectarian
schools by fai. honest, and tip
right porsous, not prejudiced in favor
of any sect or ercud. should bo estab
lished for the benulit ut tho whito chil
dren if Almfca territory.
"While we aro somewhat in doubt
in regard to our duties in regard to
Indians, ueverthelos" wo have takeu
tboru with tho broad moaning of our
instructions, and as their future iathis
territory is eo interwoven with sottk'ra
thoreio wo tao tho responsibility, and
pvesont them as wo anorUiom. Tho to
iojlianS aro enterprising and indus
teious, and fully understand end ap
preciate our system of government.
Tlioy aro not by any means the untutor
ed savage of gushing travelers and
romance-writers, but are independent,
solf-supportiif, ami wilng laborors,
and wo should deem it most disastrous
to tho advancement and prosperity of
this territory should tlioy bo confined
on rosorvatUvM.
"The distanco of our torritory from
tbo central government mQ tho length
of timo necessary to communicate
with tbo hoads o'f dltVoront depart
ments render it necessary that either
woijavo a representative iu congross
or 4hat an agent familiar with this
torritory and our neeo.-sitios bo np
appointed to remain in Washington
duriug tbo sessions t congress.
Rather Consoling.
"I would not worry mysolf to doatb
over tbo conduct of that boy of yours,"
sympathizing!)' exclaimed a lady to
the mother of "a boy whoso actions de
noted that ho was irreclaimable,
"1 have prayed for him night after
night, aud It seems to bavo no effect
on him, said tho mother, "aud 1 am
becoming discouraged."
"Novor mind, don't worry any
more. It only proves that tho Lord Is
just as much disgusted as you aro,"
iVc ttci'i Weekly.
The Detroit Fm J'rtu observes! "Beer Is
what ailed Gladstone." We thought it was ale
that Mcrrd him. CMcnpt Jtainbltr.
The key to a pood situation Is not vrbU-
Tito Sttwanee River.
The other day two or three of us
ooon companions well, tnoro wero
some thirty or forty in tho excursion
went to mat spot fnmous in song am
story tbo SuTtanco river. The rido
to tbo gulf has already been described.
uuiiico it to say tbat tbo trip wos swit
nnd agreeable. The jungles had lost
nono of thoir beauty, tho splendid
magnolias wero in bloom, the grand
oaks wcro garlanded with gigantic
grapevines, and the moss was as gray,
silken, and fantastic as ever. Ono
l-takcs a small steamer going for somo
Mistanco along tho gulf. and. after a
nigiu s rest, looks from the Altered
dock upon tho lovely Suwanee. The
river Is quite as latVo as the untier St
John's, bending iu and out in innn
mcrable curves for ovor ono hundred
miles. In ibj clear Waters vou can seo
tho lish leaping, end swimming. Kv-
ory bond throughout its ontito cottrtid
ecciob moro arocoRiI than tbo last:
ovory Btrotolt, moro romantic aod
boautuiil. Wotvhoro 18 tho yerdirro
moro tropical, and' as far as Uio ova
con roach ono soes aa unbrokoa liu o
of syiumolry. If eomo gardener bad
vo-iu ui tuu irees ou eunor sine uis
work would call for hearty admirn
tion, but it is all tho handiwork of na
turo. that magnificent wall of crecn
not a shrub seems to bo broken, not a
faded loaf can bo soon, on n. loni.
vast, unbroken hedco of omerald. and
underneath a greensward liko a car-
pot, interlaced with linos of gold and
bars of silver, where tho sun throws
vivid or fainter boams down athwart
tho cool, deep shadows.
vuars wbar dc old folks lib." savs
a swarthy deckhand, ns ho doffs hia
rimless bat, showing broad white ivor
ies and laughing back to laiiHiinn-
iiccs ashoro. Suro enough, in von"
dcr tiny bend is a little hut built of
logs, and two or thrco colored child
ren stand on tho greensward to son
'do boat ride." As if to add mithn
and reality to tho poet's vision, there
comes out an old, old man, bis head
whitened with the frost of age. and
stands loaning on a stick to watch us
out of sight.
And later on comes tho moon to add
to tho witchery of tho surroundings.
Over yonder tho river has washed in
under tho livo oaks, tho tall cvnrcss
unl tho pines. Years ago tho Indian.
and his wigwam dotted tlicso shores.
I havo no doubt they woro as wild,
and perhaps as wayward, as thoir
brothers of the west rejoicinng in
scalps, brandishing tho war-knife with
savago satisfaction, and sotting iiro to
tho pcacoful habitations of tho white
settlors along tho bordors. In all
probability tho poetry of tho splendid
river was much of it lost upon their
uncivilized natures, though it may
havo kept them cleaner than the ma
jority of their race. They did have
somo music in them, however, for no
tico tho names of thoir towns and riv
ers. By aud by wo reacli a plantation,
but it is in ruins. Yet it blends woll
with tbo soft nnd sad boauty of tho
night. Whether or not it is "do olo
plantation," who can toll. Wo know
that onco it wns peopled with happy
family groups, massa's children and
massa's slaves. The tinkling notos of
"do banjo" were heard undor tbo
oavos, the negroes sang thoir plaint
ive melodies, while "do white folkscs"
took their easo on tho now deserted
lawn that slopos so gently down to
tho water's edge. Wo stop at several
landings, at ono ol which are tho fa
mous iron springs, and, wherever wo
go, tho wonders of toliago, of color, of
water and sky, challenge our admira
tion. It is tho paradise of the south
tho wonder-wilds of Florida and
tourists who do not investigate its
beauties havo lost much that would
mako memory a pleasure Cor. San
Francisco Chronicle.
Forgot tho Teeth.
It was at a local restaurant. lie had
ordorod a breakfast. Ho waited. Tho
waiter did not wait, lio camo and
went aud came aud went, but
the breakfast did not arrive
Tho guost callod tho niotooric in
dividual. "Havo tbo cows corao homo yot?"
bo asked.
Tiio waiter gave a feeblo smilo
waiters aro very bard to Toaob with
sarcasm.
"It'll bo horo in a minute, sir, all
right."
"The olock kept going all tbo same.
Ho stopped him again.
"Tell the cook I'll tako that part of
it that is done. 1 :un not in any hurry,
but my wife will novor boliovo tin
a. an excuse ior mo staying out ell,
night."
At length tho broakfat was brought.
Ha bfgao on it. It s liko
leather. Once again ho gently called
tho waiter. (
"I say, aro you suro you have fiio
gotten nothing."
"3lo, sir; l'vo brought you every
thing a gnifo, a fork, two spoons, a
plate no sirj' O
"Don't yofrprovido a sot of tooth
vnth this bcfstoaiO" San Francisco
Chronicle. O
Where Religion is Needed.
Thoro has always been an indiffer
ence to oburcb-golng in this commun
ity, says The San Francisco Chronicle,
that began in '49 and has lastnd with
great vigor up till tho present tiwo.
Cousoquoutly a good many most ostrru
ablo men aro apt to confuse at fttnor
als for similar ebullitions on Fourth of
July and other kindrod occasions. It
is hard for a man who has not been iit
church for a thousand years to distin
guish botweon tho various oxorcises,
and the proportion of peoplo who can
find tho placo iu tho prayor-book is so
small that it would bo worth the
church's while to get out a guldo to
it. Rut 1 don't think anything moro
roprohonslblo ovor occurred than an
incident at tho funeral of otio of Cali
fornia's pioneers, whoso rodeoming
merit was that ho died rich. The body
of tho pavilion was tilled with all the
early settlers of California, and all
wont well for somo time. Rut when
tho officiating clergyman finished a
long ami boautiful prayer, I can fancy
his astonishment when tho pioneers
burst into loud applause It wont on
for a ininuto botoro tho occasion was
recognized and the plaudits wero silenced.
CLEVELANMANA.
Gathered at Random irom 3IHs Hose Eliza
beth Cleveland's JNew Book. t
No secret of hydraulics could causo
a dowdrop to hang upon a roso loaf in
a cube.
1 nover know a good man or a good
woman who was not practically an op
timist. ;
The past is simply humanity. It is.'
thou and I, a vast congregation of
thous and l's.
An acorn in tho mind is worth mora
than an oak forest at the end of tbo
tongue.
The noble soul would
chooso rather
somebody in
i
not to bo than to bo
particular.
So lino an ironv has
history, that
shame" of its.
that which maki's thn
wives makes tho glory of its kings
Manneri aro made in thn market
tyhere tlioy aro sold, and their buy-'
ma and SJdlius aro mostly uncon
scious. Jvoaiit cob posa ItotWBon hunia
croaturps eo divino as the iftofroc
ognjtioa, for it touches upon tbo oro
uuvu.
To bo dramatic, and at tbo saroo
timo accurate, is a raro coinbiuation.'
If tho ono is gilt tbo othor is graco. '
Wo can do no braver or better thing
than to bring our best thoughts to tho;
everyday market. Tboy will yiold usi
usurious interest.
Milton's sublimo audacity of faith
acretcs tho ponderous craft of bis
verso and keeps it from sinking into!
tho abyss of theological pedantry.
Our lives aro not laid out in vast,,
vaguo prairies, but in dehnito do-
inostic door yards, within which wo
aro to eserciso aud develope our facul-l
ties.
Herein is tho significance of sayingi
that history repeats itself. It does ro-,
peat itself, becauso it repeats its fao-(
tors tho men aud women who com-
oose it.
Tho mother makes tho man, por
aps; but tho wife manufactures him.
sometimes tho wife in ber manufac-i
turo confirms the making of tbo
mother, sometimes counteracts it.
Tho born poot has no agony in tho
deliverance of his song. Tho uttering
is to him that soothing balm which
tbo utterance is to tho reader. It Is
tho weeping, not tho toar went, tbat
Ijives relief.
Tho humanity of each of us is liko
ioiuo ajolian harp constructed by tho
Master Musician, and laid down ten
derly by Him on tho sea shoro, whoro,
winds from every quarter play con
tinuously. Reciprocity, constant and oqtial,
among all lfis creatures is tho plan of
tho only maker of plans whoso plans
never fail in tho least jot or tittle. Ho
has reserved to Himself tbo power to
givo without receiving.
Human history is nothing but ono,
ceaseless llow of causo into offoct, and,
of effect into causo. Thero is nothing,
but which is consequent. You and I
arc but tho consequents of a vasti
tangle of autocedonts in all timo bo
toro. You como from ono of Georgo(
Eliot's poems as from a Turkish bath
of latest science and refinement, ap-,
preciative of benefit, but so battered,
beaten, and disjointed a3 to need re-
poso before you
can be conscious of.
refreshment.
In theso days of ebb and quick
sand, when agnosticism rears its stono,
wall in front of faith, and writes upon'
it in black letters tho ond-all and tho;
be-all of all knowing, the ttuknow-i
able, wo havo no need to know wheroj
God is to confirm our faith in him.
(An erroneous notion of the Middlo
Ages.) A tunnel of time, 1,000 yearsj
long, through which humanity
rumbled blindly in an emigrant train,:
tho last skyrockets of the Romani
smpiro Haring up at one cud, thoj
lirst sunbeams of tho Renaissance
shining in at tho othor and no light!
between tbo no-account period of)
history.
What's in a name? A roso by anyj
other name might smell as sweet: but
a lily, if rechristened rose, would
never diffuso tht roso's odor, nor gain,;
in addition to its own spotless per
fections, tho deep hearted sorcery of
that enchanting, crumpled wonder,
which wo thrill in touchiug. as if it.
too, had nerves, and blood, and a
human heart a rose!
(A picture- of Joan of Arc.) A lit-,
tie peasant maiden, doing lowly sor-(
vice in tho cottago homo at Homroiny
a mail-clad mnideu, leading forth her
soldiers from tho gates of Orleans;,
two faithful foot dti fagots at Rouon; O
a radiant fafeb uplifted to tho beckon
ing skies; a crucilix uphold in shriv-'
oling, Utuna-kissed bands; a wreath of
snioko for shroud; a wrack of smoko,
for pall, a hoap of ashes, and a fran-.
ohised soul!
In this sciontilio ago this ngo of
iconoclasm it is greatly lod for usio
to confront things rich, raro, out-of-l
the-common-tbings, abovo our jworl
to comprehond, boyoud our powor toj
destroy. It is woll for us who aro so-,
blind to tho roso color in our daily
lives to bo forced to acknowledge its
existonoo in too imperishabio canvass
of history; woll for us, so intensely
practical aAvo aro, to bo compelled,
thoro, at least, to confront tho ro-,
man tic' and tho heroic.
Tobacco aa a Disitirectaut.
"There is a general improssiou that
tobacco is
a disinfectant," was said tq
an up towu
into a placo whoro tho air is rank or
laden with obnoxious vapors," said
tho physician, "tobacco siuone win aiu
you in escaping any ovil results, lou.
will oortainly tind tho air less offensive,
oven if it is no less rank. Rut if tho
tobacco itsolf becomos tainted, or. con
tains any poisonous substance, you
will discovor that it is just as good a
transmitter as anything else A cigar
holder would enablo a man to cscapo a
good many of tbo poualttos that all
smokers lucur, aud 1 tried it for a
timo. I discovered bowovor, that tua
holder became a nuisance to my
patients, and so I again began smok
ing my olgars in tho old way." Acta
j one bun. ;
Opening of the fesson uncovering the mus
tard pot. uston llullttUt.