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I 4 Jr '. f MANUAL or ABKO. "Prosent arms!'' There they aro Both stretched out to me Strong anil steady, smooth andMTihtto, 1'air as anus can bo. "Ground arnn !" On the floor, lacking up his tovi", Bronkiiig.all within'hW reach, Busiest of boys. "Itlht wheel!" ofT his cart; "Left wheel!" too, all gone; Dorset's head is broken off, Horsey' a head is torn. "Quick stop!" Forward march Crying, too, ho comes ; Had a battle with the eat "Cratched of lfo my funis!" '.lonlder arms!" hero at last, Bound my neck theyxtose, Boor little soldier boy Of to quarters goes. Army and Navv Journal "1 HOBERFIL CURE." "What'o that blitck figuro ngin the white snow?: asked Mrs. Gctchey, fit ting on her far-sighted specs, tis sho sat nt the window upon a threatening Mon day morning. "Thatl" said Aurilla Aim. "Why, that'sMr. Dorking n-hanging cut the clothes!" "Mr. Dorking!" repeated Mrs. Get choy. "Why, whore's Mariar?" Her dnughter-in-law, Aurilla Ann, -indulged in a short, snorting laugh. "Up stairs in bed, I calculate," said 'she. "Sick?" said Mrs. Gctchey, iii nc cents of concorn. "No moro'n I ntn !" said Aurilla Ann, shaking the tablo cloth out of the but tery window, so that tlio long-lcggod Brahma fowls might havo tho benefit of any stray crumbs which might bo go ing. "Cranky, Hint's all. Sho always was as odd as Dick's hat-band." "Eh?" Mrs. Gretchoy, a Western woman, was evidently unversed in local allu- ions. "Don't you know?" said Aurilla Ann, with a chuckle. "Dick's hat-bund, that went half way around, and tied in tho middlo?" "Oh!" said Mrs. Grelchoy. "But Mariar Dorking used to ba as smart, stirring a women as over I see." "She's took a notion t'other way, ol late," said Aurilla Ann. "I declaro, I noverinall my life felt as sorry as I do for Daniel Dorking. He's dretful peaceable, good tempered man, and Mariar treats him real mean. Ho does nil tho work of tho honso himself, oven to the washing and ironing, because Mariar chooses to fancy herself sick; and I jest wish you could seo tho poor man's shirts! Besides, thoro's tho mill to seo arter, und tho farm work, though of course that last ain't so heavy this time o' year. But it's too much for one man, let alone the worry of it." "Ain't they able to hire no help?" said Mrs. Getchoy, who had fallen buck on her knitting-work. "Why, of course thoy bo!" Aurilla Ann made nnswer. "But Mariar won't have no help about the houso." "That's rather hard on Daniel, ain't it?" said Mrs. Getchoy. "Well, I should think so," replied her sou's wife, piling fresh kuots of wood under tho wash boiler, preparatory to her Monday's work. While the neighbor who, unconscious ly to himself, was tho subject of so much olioitudo among the surrounding fami lies, hung out his last wet and llapping sheet, secured it by a battered clothes pin, and hastened, with blue noso and frozen fingers, into tho houso. "Maria!" ho spoke up tho stairway, "which wound around nnd around like' a wooden eoekserow "Maria !" "Well?" sighed a mournful voice. "Shan't I make you a little buttered toast?" "I don't care for no buttered toast," returned tho funereal strains. "Or fry yean egg? Do try an egg, Maria with a shaving o' bacon and some cofl'ee! Yo must eat, Maria, or yell break down, lor my sake, Maria, cat something. Only u sigh was thp response. But Dauiol Dorking made tho coffee, nnd fried tho little slice of bacon, with its accompanying eggs, speedily carry ing the tray up stairs, where ho opened the door by means of a gentle impetus with his foot. Maria occupied tho best roomiu the house, that wns very evident. A rag carpet, woven in gray maroon and yellow strips, covered the floor; a cheerful wood iiro blazedn the chim ney; tho window was curtained with Turkoy red ; and Mrs. Dorking, propped up on a pile of feather pillows, was surrounded with a variety of devotional books, a camphor bottlo, and a fan. "The washin' is all out, Maria," said poor, little Mr. Dorkin;"and I've wiped up the floor, nnd set tho kettle of veg etables back, whora it'll simmer and not burn. And now I'll just step over to tho flower mill. "And leave mo all alone, Daniel?" said his wife, lugubriously. "The mill has got to be seen to, now that Eliab Johnson has gone on his wed-ding-trip," said Dorking. "And a man can't be in two places at once, Maria, yo know. " "Oh, well, it don't mntter, said Mrs. Dorking, with a melancholy sniff. "I'm only a poor creetur, I shan't both er nobody very long. " "Hev a little more bacon, Maria?" soothed her husband. But Mrs. Dorking, who had already eaton enough bacon for a working man, both the fried eggs, a slice of bread and butter, and drank about a pint of cofleo, shook her head, and fell back on "Her Tey's Meditations Among the Tombs." "I won't be gone long," said Daniel, cheerfully. "And I'll fetch a bit o' fresh meat toccok for dinner. P'rap3 you'd fancy n steak or a chop. Salt meat's a gettin' sort o' monotonous. But Mann declined to notice this re mark at all, nnd poor Daniel crept awav believing himself a heartless poltroon and his wifs niorsrcuted angel. "1 don't see how on earth I'm going i i , jl.: li . . to got niong iius way, saw sue. Xhoni clothos is friz ns still as boards, and ought to bo took in and dried round tho stove; nnd tho chickens nin't been fod, nnd tho soft, soaps spilin', and the apples need to be picked over, and tho potatoes is all spilin' down cellar, and inv stockings is lull o holes, cobble em as I will, nnd Marin won't hear to no hired help. And my nenralgy wns pret ty bad last night. I'm most afeniv.l I'm goin' to break down. I've half a mind to go over and talk to Getchoy's folks about it. Tt was just a week nfterward that tho younger Mrs. fcGetehcy made her ap pearanco in tho bedroom of the melan choly Mrs. JJorKing, "How aro yon feelin' to-dav?" she asked, in tho carefully modulated ac cents oi sjmpathy. Mrs. Dorking shook her head back ward and forward nmong tho pillows with closed eyes. "I'm mis'able, thnnkep,"sho sai.l "It must bo n comfort to vou havin Abby .lane here," said Mrs. Uotehey, neating herself in tho splint-bottomed arm-chair beside tho bed. "Havin who?" said Mrs. Dorking opening her eyes wide. "Whv, Abbv Jane tho young worn' an your husband's got down stairs to hell) witli tho housowork, you know," explained Mrs. uetehey. Mrs. Dorking sat up in bed "A young woman," sho repeated, "to help with tho housowork.'" Mrs. Getchov nodded. "D.ui'l wasn't goin' to say nothin about it to you, said she. "Ho ealoU' latod it would onlv fret nnd worry you But ho found he couldn't get along and do every thing himself. And Abby .Tano's right smart. I jest wish you could see how white tho clothes is out on the lines. And how nice she's scoured ui tho kitchen tins nnd bleached tho old curtains nnd polished tho brnss candle sticks ! She's a one to turn off work, now I tell you! "Well "ejaculated Mrs. Dorking. "She's n bakin' pics, now," said Mrs Getchoy ; "dried apple, with plenty of fennel seeds; nnd pumpkin, nnd acran berry tart for Elder Swift. Elder Swift is to bo here to tea, and lie s dreadful partial to cranborry tarts and short cake." Mrs. Dorking turned very red in tho face "Invitin' company, bo thoy?" said sho; "and cookin, a lot o' things in my own house and never consul tin' mo! Him and his hired gal, indeed !" "Dan'l calculnted you wns too fooblo to bo bothered," said Mrs. Gretchoy, consolmglv. "I nin't so feeble ns he'd liko to make out that I bo!" muttered Mrs. Dorking. "1 was a tluiikin a spell ago about sit tin' up a little while. Just hand mo my olockings, will you, Aurilla Ann?" "I wouldn't try to sit up," said Aurilla Ann ; you ain t ablo. "Yes, I l)o !" snapped tho lmnchon drinc. "Who's tho best judgo of mv feelings, you or moi What sort of a lookin' gal is this that's bossin' my kitchen while JLm in bed?" "As pretty as a pink," said Mrs. Gctchey ; "cheeks as red as peonies; hair as black as n coal; and she slops oil as light as a thistledown." "Humph!" said Mrs. Dorking, "Give mo my double gown, Aurilla nn. 1 mean to seo arter this business myself; and if Daniel Dorking thinks I'm goin' to put up with such treatment as this " "Better tako my arm," suggested Mrs. Getchoy. But tho Into invalid lmpationtly re ject sd her offered assist aneo. "Lemmo nlono!" said she; "I can walk as well as ever I could. Whv shouldn't I?" And Mrs. Dorking went down stairs into tho sitting-room, whero her spouse sat very close to a pretty young woman, both engaged m examining tho pases of & "Universal Atlas." Mr. Dauiel'Hhand rested familiarly on the pretty girl's shouldor, and tho pret ty girl's braids of blank hair were closo to Daniel's own iron gray locks. "Daniel !" almost shrieked Mrs. Dork ing, "I'm astonished at you, that I bo!" Daniel Dorking started up, with an exclamation of surprise; the atlas fell from tho protty girl's kneo. Why, " cried the farmer, "it's Maria !" "les, its Maria!" enunciated Mrs. Dorking; "and about tho last person in tho world that you wanted to see, I guess!" "But, to her surprise, Daniel Dork ing's face relaxed none of its beaming cheerfulness Tho pretty girl, instead of fleoing guiltily from the room, camo forward with out-stretched hands. "WTon't you kiss mo, Maria?" said sho. "I?" gasped Mrs. Dorking. "Kiss you!" "It's Jenny, "said Daniol; "ray young est sister, Abigail Jane, from tho ohW farm at homo. I wrote to hor how bad off we were here, and she's come, bless her little heart, to stay all winter with us. Wo was goin' tosurpriso you, as soon as you folt a littlo particle bettor. But we didn't expect any such good luck as your oomin' down stairs your self, did we, Jennie?" "No, indeed! smiled the pretty girl, "But now that you are hero, Maria, we'll make you comfortablo!" Mrs. Dorking now turned to Mrs. Getchey. "You never told me sho was Daniel's sister, from Vermont," said she. "You nevor gave mo timo," said Au rilla Ann, with an odd spark under her eye-lashes. That -vas tho way in which Mrs. Dan iel Dorkiug was beguiled down stairs; and sin never "took to her bed" again. But neithor was she ever known to ad mit tliLt sho was fanciful and foolish. No, no! Mrs. Daniol Dorking was not to be caught in that trap. Sho always alluded to that season as "tho timo of my dreadful illness 1" and tho doctor called it "a wonderful cure," and sent in a big bill. "I gun's wo were tho true doctors!" thmimif Mis. flnti.1i.iv ntnl .1 nntiin llnp. Iciac. looking nrchlv &l each othai. M Helen Forrest Graves. Things in General. Some idea of what a lirst-elasii iron clad licet wchl cost the United States may be obtained from a few French fig ures: An ironclad was launched at L'Orient last month which had been nine years building, and cost '20,(100,000 francs, or about $4,000,000. It will tnke nnother year to lit this costly ves sel for action." More than 2,000 yl-ars beforo Christ glass was mado with a skill which showed that the nrt wns old. It is sup posed to havo been known to tho Ante diluvians. The receipts of tho greatest day of the Centennial wero $118.(57;!, while the best day of tho New Orleans cnterpriso has brought only $11,000, hardly more than half tho avorago daily receipts in Philadelphia. Lemons sell nt wholesalo in Now Or leans for less than ono-third of a cent apiece; cocoanuts, ;) cents; bananas ro tail at 15 to 75 cents a bunch; Louisi ana oranges $1 a barrel; sugar, 1 to ( lb., for 'J5 cents, largo oysters on half shell, 1) dozen for 25 ctnts, very lino and fat. Everything else is corres pondingly cheap, except butter nnd poultry. Spools aro nindo in immense numbors. Ono factory turns out 100,000 gross a day and consumes 2,500 cords of birch wood annually. The number of yards ot cotton on a spool is determined by tho size of the spool. Tho cotton is never mensural, but tho spool is gauged to hold 100, 200 or 500 yards. There aro about 200,000 commercial travelers m this country. Their averago salary is $1,500 a year and expenses. Over 25,000 belong to associations for mutual protection, life insurance, etc. Tho authorities of Bock Island, S. C, havo prohibited bicyclo riding on tho principal streets between the hours of t) ij'clook in tho morning and 5 in tho afternoon. Invalids who depend upon cod-liver oil to sustain their vital forces should be careful to get a pure article. Cot ton seed oil is now doing for tho cod livor product what it long since accom plished in tho matter of olivo oil. The City of Mexico has 10 daily pa pers. They correspond in size, general nppearanco and typographical accuracy with third-class daily papers in tho United States, but are far behind them in gonoral management. "Inover know a thing to bo right that I havo not fought for gladly, and I have never asked whether it would mako mo popular or unpopular," said Mr. Beecher to his congregation the other day. A groat many persons think tho capi tal of Louisana is Now Orleans. This is incorrect. By tho Stato constitution adopted in 1879 tho seat of government was changed from inow Orleans to Baton Bouge. Stories of tho performances of ele phants which aro making their annual round indicato that tho circus is again on its flourishing way. Elephants nro crossing bridges with their usual cau tion, aro stealing apples frcm tho street corner on their procession, are know ingly performing wonders. There is no chance for tho monkey when the elephant begins to movo and tho spring heralds its coming. A letter describing tho markets of Tew Orleans says that everything is sold by the eyo, and there is noatanlard of measure. Nine-tenths of the hun dreds who soli in tho noted French market of tho city do not know what a bushel or a peck is. Thoy buy their vegetables by tho lot ar.d place them on little piles on tables. These piles aro of different sizes and prices. The buyer looks nt the piles and buys that I . I . 1. LI ? I l , i i which no iiiiuKs is uiggest nnu best. Sometimes buckets and boxes are used to measure, but thoy aro of all kinds and shapes. An Historic Cannoii-IalL Portsmouth (Va.) Lottor Is Boston Transcript. Wo found tho old St. Paul's erected 150 years ago, almost tho only building that escaped tho great conflagration of tho town in 177(1. It is an object of much interest, is built of brick, and tho walls havo the bluish-glazed appear- nnco caused, it is said, by extra heating ot tno Kiln; ana tnoro, threo feet below the caves, in ono corner, on tho sido facing tho river, half imbedded, was tho t famous cannon ball. When the flssuro was first discovered the ball was missing. It was supposed to havo boon displaced by the heating of tho walls when the in terior of tho ohurch was burned in tho war of the Involution. About eighty years after, a man having an idea of causo and ellect, given tho hole, rea soned that tho object that caused it must bo somowhero in the vicinity, and digging m tho ground below tho spot was rowarded by finding tho identical ball fired into the town by tho Britishers ho many years ago. It weighed twenty pounds and a half, but it was thought its weight had been diminished by cor rosion and that it was originally a twenty-four-pound shot. It was after wards cemented into tho original cavity. and there it rests, amidst the ivy, and, as the books say, is a "fit and "lasting monumont of British folly and oppres sion." Anthracito coal was first used as fuel m tho United States by two Con necticut blacksmiths, named Gore, in 17C8-9: first used as domestic fuel by Judgo Jesso Fell, of Wilkes Bnrro, Pa., in 1808, Ono authority credits Father Honnonin with being the dis coverer of coal in this country About the year 1CS0. o LITE IN HAVANA. The Social Xilfe nnSQCurlons Customs of the Cubans at Homo Extravagant Ways of Doing" Things. Prom a Havana Letter in the New Haven Courier. The Cuban matches aro way bohind the age. I have never yet succeeded in lighting or.o without burning tho tips of my lingers, nnd have concluded that their ono redeeming virtuo is the per sistency with which thev burn when once lighted. No true-born o Cuban will carry his satchel to tho depot, however small it may be, or however short the distaii'-o. I hear refined ladies ejaculating "Dios mio!"or "Jesus!" or "Ave Maria Puris siina!" over tho slightest occurrence with the same innocent nonchalance with which 1 hnvo heard tho French Indies sty "Mon Dieu!" and the German ladies say "Mein Gott?" This fashion of making common use of names that aro sncred is demoralizing the world over. The Moslem wondera "if God is go ing to have it rain to-day," and oven tho Bedouin robber prays that "tho peace of God may rest upon you;" nnd this show of piety has robbed sacred themes nf nil their power with those people. Tho Catholic church hns gone further in Cuba, and oven the streets, tho stores, the people, tho ships, the sugar plantations nro named after saints or Christian virtues. As in Can ton. China, tho translated names of some of tho streets aro high sounding in tho extreme, as for instauco that of tho street of Pious Works." Hotels, brick-yards, jails, regiments and tobac co shops all advertise themselves under such titles as Sacred Heart, Faith, Hope, Charity, Conception, Annuncia tion, etc.; whilo likely enough tho pro prietor's first uamo was Jesus. Thus the peoplo como to bo careless in tho uso of hallowed names, although a ca pacity for literal profanity is not ono of tho accinplisluuonts of tho Spr.nish lnnguago. Whatever tho peoplo do thoy do ex travagantly. I have soen a young man with threo monster gold rings on ono littlo llngor; and both ladies nnd men plaster their faces with powder till thoy look ghastly boyond description, If you look into tho sitting room of a woll-to-do family you will observe two long rows of cauo seat rocking-chairs, placed exactly opposite) each other, and leading usually to a window. Tho ar rangement has nn nspect of stillness which you will at onco feel; but this as pect of stiffness is sonsibly omphasizod when you learn that it is an inflexible Cuban rulo for the ladies to sit in ono row and tho gentlemen in the othor. Thoro is no twilight in Cuba. Tho sun drops redly out of sight in tho gulf, and -it is night. Tho day has no aftor niath; tho stars hurry to supply tho placo of tho departed orb, and away to tho south tho southern cross augmonts their industrious twinkling. Ono would think Havana harbor would bo full of excursion steamers, but I havo never beon ublo to find ono. Tho Havaneso havo not yot discovered this popular American varioty of amuso mont. Naturo is very kind to the lower ani mals in theso latitudes. Tho hair of tho pig comes out, leaving him slcok and shining, whilo tho wool of tho sheep un dergoes a chango in texture. But na turo does not single out tho Cuban hen for such favors. On tho contrary, tho feathers of tho hen remnin as numerous as anywhoro elso, and in viow of tho fact that there is no cold weather, tho hen is deluded into laying all tho year around, hor product being such dim mutivo eggs as you may seo at any bodega in town. It is customary to koop tho volnnto and the family horsos in an apartment in tho houso. You will have no difficulty, if you aro out bright nnd early any morning, in soeing the Cuban milkman about sup plying his round of patrons. Ho drives his milch kino beforo him from houso to house, nnd dirocts tho lacteal stream into such a dish ns tho family may pro vide, right in tho presence of tho house maid. Thus the citizens aro assured of an undiluted liquid, though I somotimes fancy I would profor to hnvo tho pro duct of thoso emaciated, bruised Cuban cows diluted and that vory sensibly. I havo seen tho sanio system in other countries, notably with goats instead of cows in tho cities of Athens and Cairo. Gambling is as popular horo as in Now Orleans, and I guess more so, nl though I havo not entered any dens analagous to thoso of the Hue Boyalo aa yet. Monto is tho only gumo pro hibited by law. Tho atrect cries aro extraordinary, though not to bo compared with thoso of Japan. You will not hoar thom at all, perhaps, at one of tho swell hotels, any moro than thoso of Yokohama in ono oIq tho foroign hostelries thoro. But once got into real Havana, and you will fancy a riot must bo browing. You hurry down stairs expecting to witnoss some shocking atrocity, but find that it is only tho man with fruit, onions, or eggs for salo, complacently notifying his run of customers of his readiness to servo them. Sometimes ho is on foot loaded down, and again ho is accom panied by a shambling old crato of a horso who bears tho bunions whilo his master does the bawling. Akin to this is tho method of signall ing by a shrill hiss so common in Paris. Tho nowsboy a block away, tho cabmnu on tho other sido of tho stroet, tho wait er at tho further end of tho cafo, aro all bummoned by tho overlasting "Ps t!" And, strango to say, thoro is a penetrat ing quality in tho signal whereby it may bo heard abovo all tho rattlo and roar of tho stroet traffic, and at timos whon an ordinary "Halloa!" would bo impotent. I cannot educato mysolf out of notic ing small things, and must therefore confess that it always makes mo mad to seo tho natives wear tho heols of thoir shoes flattoned under tho heel of tho foot after tho heathenish fashion of tho Turks and Arabs. Of courso there is a perfect passion for military display. And yet I havo not witnessed a drill cr parade yct that wns equal to the average amateur torch-light procession in Amcricau political campaigns. The bayonets point everywhere nnd nowhere in particular, and tho dangling arms suggest motions such a Floridn tree moss might bo supposed to mako when agitated by a shifting cyclone. The Cubans pay nearly twenty-five jffillions ayear to keep up this empty show. I believe it is in bad taste in the States for a person to say "3Iiss" in the case of a married lady. ''.Senorita" amy bo used instead of "Senora," however, and tho person addrosscd accepts it as ono of tho fulsome compliments which the?o people are alwavs bestowing. Beggars nro numerous, though not to tho extent characteristic of most tropic countries. I havo seen ono Chinese leporby the wayside craving alms. Gorgeous-plumed peacocks practice their unearthly screeches on tho roof tops, ungainly buzzards wander over the suburban fields, and jerky green li.ards'aro liable to leap upon your hat when you sit down under a tree. THE BULI, HUH" ROUT. How tho Gallant Boys Came Back from the First Battle of Mannsses. from Advance Sheets of S. S Cox's "Threo Doeades of federal legislation." With bated breath Congress awaits tho issue. Its business lags. Its mem bers gossip in thn rear of tho se.its nnd in the cloak-rooms. At longth des patches come. They aro read at the Clerk's desk. Then Bull Bun comes in preceded by tho Pickwny cont mo tor's cattle on a stampede. Then como intelligent contrabands nnd an incon gruous array of wearied soldiers in muddy uniforms. What of tho Sena tors and Boprosontatives? Chandler, Wado, Bichardson, Logan, Gurley Morris and Biddlo return safely. Ely is borno by his resistless patriot ism, darkly and fearfully nfar. Tho Black Horso Cavalry of tho enemy carry him intoBiehmond. Lib by Prison receives him, and his good ness of heart and nmplo means ennblo him to aid his fellow-prisoners. Mr. Biddlo relates how his company had been charged upon by wild rider and nnd snblo horses; "It soomod," said ho, in ndoliboratelv penned description, "as if the very devil of panic and cowardico seized every mortal soldier, officer, cit izen and teamster. No officer tried to rally tho soldiers, or do anything, ox cept to spring and run toward Centro villo. There never was anything liko it for causeless, sheer, absoluto, absurd cowardice, or rather panic, on this mis-, erablo earth before. Off thoy wont, ono and all; oil' down tho highway, ovor across ilolds towards tho woods, anywhoro, everywhere, to escape. Well, tho further thoy ran the moro frightened thoy grow, and although wo moved on as rapidly as wo could, tho fugitives passed us by scores. To cn ablo them bettor to run, thoy throw away their blankets, knapsacks, canteens, and finally muskots, car-tridgo-boxes and everything elso, wo called to them, tried to toll them thoro was no danger, called them to stop, implored them to stand. Wo called them cowards, denounced thorn in tho most offensive terms, imtout our heavy revolvers and troatoned to shoot them, but all in vain; a cruel, crazy, mad, hopeless panic possessed them, and communicated to ovorybody about in front and rear. Tho heat was awful, although now about nix; tho men woro exhausted, their mouth gaped, their lips cracked and blackened with tho powder of tho cartridges thoy had bit ton off in tho battlo, thoir oyes start ing in fronzy; no mortal ovor saw such a mass of ghastly wrotches. As wo camo on, borno along with tho mass, unable to go ahead or pauso, or draw out of it, with tho street blocked with Hying baggage-wagons, beforo and bo hind, thundering and crashing on, wo were overy moment oxposod to imminent danger of boing ujiset, or crushed, or of breaking down; and for tho first timo on this strango day I felt a littlo sinking of tho heart and doubt, whother we could avoid destruction in tho immonso throng about us; and nothing but the remarkable skill of our driver and tho strongth of our carriage and enduranco of our horses saved us. Another sourco of peril besot us. As wo passed tho poor, demented, ex hausted wretches, who could not climb into tho high, closo baggago-wagons, thoy mado frantic efforts to get on to and into our carriago. They grasped it evorywhoro and got on to it, into it, ovorit and implored us evory way to take them oft'.'' No moro graphic picturo has pinco beon presented of tho race of this army from an imaginary pursuit. Tho pencil of a David could not do it justice. No ' colors can bo harmonized for such a chaos. Do Quincy's "Flight of a Tarfiir Tribo" is far loss veracious and not moro tli riling. Sonator Vost's Roniarkablo Doff. Washington Let tor to tho Memphis Appeal. "I hnvo a dog," said Sonator Yost, who had just hoard a precocious crow story, "who is very sagacious. Ono morning ho watched intently whilo a negro boy blackoned my shooa. Tho following morning ho came to where I was sitting with a blacking brush in his mouth. You may not bolievo it, but that dog got down on bis haunches, spit on my shoos, took tho brush in his teeth and rubbed away liko n houso on ilro. But I must admit that ho did not get up much of a polish, Ono Sunday, whilo I was living at Sodalia, this dog fol lowed mo to church. I noticed that ho watched overy movomont of the preach er. That aftornoon I heard a terrible howling of dogs in my backyard. I wont out to sou what was the mattor. My dog was in the woodshed, standing on his hind legs in an old dry goods box. He hold down a torn almanac with ono foropaw nnd gesticulated wildly with tho other, while ho swayed his head and howled to an audioucu of four other dogs, even moro sadly that tho preachor I heard that morning." Tho narrator of tho crow story "throw up the spongo." Tho Locomotive m Winter. 3tcclianic.il Kngineor. A locomotivocabin winter is dreary placo. It is badjin day timo, but on n winter night, when tho snow flies fast, tXfc locomotive cab is n good placo to keep out of. Even in tho day it 13 imiwssiblo to sconnything if a snow form prevails. Tho rails run right up nto tho nir. Nothing can bo soon ahead but a jumpjng-off jilace. Tho windows nro frozen up or covered ''Qth snow, and from innumerable cracks and crevices aronnd tho floor whero it joina tho boiler como draughts that bito nnd sting. Tho engine caws liko a crow haugh, haugh, now fast, now slow, ac cording as the drift cover tho track or uncover it for a brief space, nnd when it strikes a drift it throws tho snow in. blinding clouds nil over itself, just as tho spray flies over a Tessel shipping ft sen. Tho track is rough, for tho frost has disturbed it, nnd the engino lurches nhend, staggering to nnd fro liko a drunken man. i There nro few moro improssivo spectacles in tho world thnn a power ful locomotive laboring through a heavy snow storm. To tho observer besido tho track it looms up through gloom trotnomdous and awful. Tho locomotive seems tho embodiment of the Death Angel, moving swiftly nnd noisolessly. Tho snow has muffled tho whir of tho rolling friction of tho wheels on the rnils, nnd tho trnin glides by liko tho unsubstantial pngeant of n. dream. Witli its black breath, ita snorts of fire, its hoarse voice, it ia truly Apollpon, tho destroying nngel, nnd the mnu must be unimprcssihlo in deed who does not feel a thrill at its advent. Tho Elasticity of Natural Law.' "Wo may mako a fetish out of law nnd then wo havo simply a scientific supers tition. Provo that a certain fact cannot be, nnd next year you may need to melt your stereotype plates and writo a new book to show how it must bo. Granted n mind within and back of nnturo, and that mind can always uso nature's laws to fulfill its will. Prayori for rain is at onco sot down to-day ns a mere superstition, yot man can createj rain. Evory one knows how it is apt to follow a battlo. A Fronch savnnt do-t sired somo timo since to contract with tho govornmont to securo rain when ever needed, in specially parched dis-J tricts, by a liboral uso of artillory. "Wo may yet como to havo established in onrj States buroaus of what Homor would' hnvo called "rian compellcrs." Can-j not tho highor powers do what man can do in tho way of using natnro.a laws? I do not caro to pray for rain, becanso I think that naturo is being administered far moro wisely than tho wisest man could administer it, but when I am told that it is a rolio of su' pcrstition I am declined to amilo. A good deal of rubbish is talked to-day about tho impossibility of altoring na turo b action without producing incalcu ablo disorder. Ono might imagino, to hear somo learned mon talk, that if a suffering peoplo's cry for rain wero ao tinlly hoard ano answorcd, and a re freshing thundor storm rolled up, tho overlnstmg order of tho univorso would bo broken up. Is thoro, thon, no elas ticity in naturo's mochanism? Such a season as that through which wo havo passed might woll then bring about an ond of tho world. Bov. Hobor Now ton. i How tho Xiamu Maro Mado him Rich. In 1873 tho Rov. A. B. Scntt was pastor of tho Methodist church at Bidgo bury, Orango county, N. Y. Ho was a lover and a judgo of good horso flesh, but was too poor to indulgo his likings J in tho matter, no owned a black mnro whioh was badly disfigured by a kneo swollon to threo times its natural sizo. Tho animal would not havo brought $50 at an outBido figuro, but Dominio Soutt behoved that she cunio from good stock, hor pedigreo, according to him, boing tho Mulbco horso as sire, and her dam. by Abdallah. Ho was anxious to got a colt from her by a good horse, and finally had hor bred to "Wood's stallion Knickerbocker. Abiut tho timo tho colt was foaled Dominio Soutt was pros tratod by paralysis. Ho was ponniless, and could not pay for tho services of tho stallion. Wood thought bo woll of tho colt that ho discharged tho dobt and gnvo tho dominio $100 bosides for tho littlo frisker. This colt woh sold in Georgia, where it was trained. It provod to bo vory fast. Sinoo then tho big kneed mnro has boon bred fivo times to Knickerbocker. Tho second colt is n black stallion which last year yiolded Dominio Scutt $1,5Q0 in the stud, and was driven, after trott ing six miles, a milo in 2:20 r on a live eighths of n milo track. This horso is known as Dom Pedro. Tho third colt Dominio Scutt traded for a farm near Binghamton, n portion of whioh ho sold for 1,500, and has nn offer of $12,500 for tho romaindar. Tho other two colts bolong to tho dominio, and aro valued at $1,500. Sho still lives at tho ago of 20. Ono of tho finest housos on tho most fashionable streets in San Francisco is tho rosidonco of Mr. and Mrs. Portor Asho, who havo just returned from. Europe, and, boing now peoplo on tho avonuo, their story has boon raked up. Fivo yoars ago, Porter Asho was a law yer's olork, and too poor to Btnoko, or drink, or indulgo in any of the gontlo mnnly vices. Ho foil in lovo with Miss Amy Crocker, and asked her mother for hor, but thn old kdy was opposed to tho match. The couplo ran away aud got marriod. Thogonorous mother cnlled hor children back, forgavo and blessed them with a present of $100,000, and Berrt thorn off travelling. On their re turn, lately, sho mado thorn u present of a $500,000 mansion, and told them to live in it nnd ba happy, ghat's tba proper way to forgivo and blew runa way children. The Ashes ought to glow with gratitudo and nover grow oold.
