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SYMPATHY. As out Into the ulght wo stepped, Ami turned our faces toward the town, The. stars (that littlicrto hail slept Unsejn) looked gayly down; And the pale moon throw oil the cloud Within whng folds her lltfht wns lost, Awakened liy thn whispering's loud That thrilleJ tho starry host. For they tlinlr sister, rIio her child bVheU in then, O radiant maid, Xlin.ii uliom a fairer lar ne'er smiled In heaven than earthward strayed! flat when I mark the deep tiniest That lurks within thy lustrous eyes, I question If the choice wns host Iiich led theo from the skies; For there thy steadfast sifters dwell, Forever bright and strong and free, Limiuvcd though tempests rise and swell, Calm as eternity; Whilst thou who chose another part, And all that glittering state resigned To wear on earth a woman's heart And sjmpathctle mind Must suffer not those Ills alone That erer selllsh nature bear. Thou inak'st the widow's loss thy own, And dost her sorrow share; The neighbor's grief 1 thine no less Than hers; the sufferer turns to thee, And solace In her deep distress Draws irom thy sympathy. Thus other's burdens lighter grow Whilst thine arc doubled. Ay, but lie Who set the slurs In Iichvgii doth know What thv reward shall be I Century. X SEQUEL TO MATHIAS SANDOItF AIM DOCTOR ANTLKIIITT. 33y 3T iile Verne, zrmion op "jotmNKr to tiir ohkthd op Tin: isaiitii," " ntir to tup. moon," "auodnd rnn wonr,i in kioiitv DAYS," "MIOHAHTj BTIIOOOPP," " TWENT1 THOUSAND IiUAOUXa CKDnn TUB 8KA," J'.TO. , r.TO. Trarulatton copyrighted by G. I P. Ilanna, isss. CHAPTER XXIV-Continoud. Ab ho wont down tho winding stairs of llio minaret, Point JPcsoado glided rathor than Htoppod, so that his woight would not ciiuso tho woodon stairs to creak At tho bottom ho found a second door. It was shut ; but ho had only to push it for it to opon. Tho door opened on to a gallery of Httlo columns, by which access was given to a certain number of rooms. After tha oompleto darkness of tho minaret, tho gallery seemed light to Point Pcncado ; but thoro was no light iu tho inturior, and not a Round. In tho contro of tho courtyard was a basin of running water surrounded by large pots of shrubs, popper-trees, palms, laurel-rosos and cacti, the thick foliage forming a clump of vordiuo round tho edge. Point reseado stolo round this gallery liko a wolf, stopping before each room. It seemed they were inhabited. Not all of them, howo?orj but behind one of tho doors ho distinctly heard tho mur mur of a voico ho know. IIo eteppod back. It wns Snrcnny'n voico I Tho voico ho had often heard at Bagnsa ; but although he kept his ear to tho door, ho could hear nothing of what wns going on. At this moment thoro suddenly enmo a loud noise, and Point Pescado had only just time to slip behind ono of tho flower-pots round tho water. Snvoany camo out of the room. An Arab of tall stature accompanied him. Thoy continued their con vomit ion, wnlking up and down tho gallciy of tho oourty.ird. Unfortunately Point Pescado could not understand what Saroany and his companion wero saying, for thoy wero bilking in that Arab tonguo which ho did not know. Two words ho frequently heard, or rather two names. Ouo of theso was Sidi llazam. for it was tho moqaddem himself who was talking with Saroany ; tho other was Autekirtta, wliioh wns mentioned sovoral times dur ing the conversation. "That is strange," thought Pescado, "Why nro they talking about Aute kirtta? Aro Sidi llazam, Saroany and all tho pirates of Tripoli thinking of ft campaign against an island ? Confound it I And not to know tho lingo those two rascals nro using 1" And Toint Pescado tried hard to catoh another suspicious word, keeping him self well hid behind tho llowor-pots n-hon Saroany and Sidi llazam camo near. But tho night was too dark for them to see him. "And yot," said ho, to himself, "if Saroany was nlono in this courtyard I might havo jumped nt his throat and put it out of his power for him to damage us I But that would not help Sava Toronthal, and it was for her I made that risky jump I Patience I Sar cany's turn will oomo some day." Tho conversation between Sidi Huznm snd Saroany lasted about twenty minutes. Tho name of S.wa was men tioned novcral times, with tho qualifl cation "arronoo," and Point Pescado rcniombered that ho had already heard tlio word, and Mint it meant betrothed in Arabic. Evidontly tho moqaddem know of Saroany'a projects, ami was as' ting him. Then tho two men retired through ono of tho doors in the nngle of tho oourtyard which put this gallery iu communication with tho other jurta of tho house. As soon m thoy had disappeared, Point Pescado glided along tho gallery ftnd stopped nt this door. He had only to push it to Hud himself in a narrow corridor, whoso wall ho felt his way along. At its cud wns n double arcade supported by n central column, and riving rccoss to tho weoud oourtyard. j A few bright lights from ixitwcuu tho bays by which tho nkifa obtained its light from tho courtynrd, wero thrown iu luminous sectors ou tho soil, aud at Sanoorfs Reven roiNT rrscADi: finds sava in sidi hazam's nousn. tlio moment it would not bo prudent to cross them, for a noiso of many voices wns heard behind tho door of this room. Point Pescado hesitated a moment. What ho sought was tlio room in which Sava was living, nnd ho could only trust to chanco to tlnd it. Suddenly a light nppearod nt tho other end of tho courtyard. A woman carrying an Arab lantern had just como out of tho room in tho far unglo of tho courtyard, and turned along tho gallory onto which tho door of tho skifa opened. Point Pescado recognized her ns Naniir. As it was possible that tho Moor wns going to tho girl's room, it was necessary to find tho means of following her, nnd in order to follow h'cr, lot her go by with out her seeing him. Tho moment was decNivo of tho audacious attempt of Point. Pescado, nnd tho fato of Sava Sandorf. Nnniir e.imo on. Her lantern, swing ing almost on tho ground, loft tlio upper part of tho gallery iu as deep a gloou as tho lowo" part was brightly lisrhttrj. And ns sho passed along tho areado, Point Pescado did not know what to do. A ray from the lantern, however, showed him that tho upper part of tho arcade was ornamented with open arabesques in Mooridi fashion. To elimb tho central column, soizo hold of ono of theso arabesques, draw himself up by main force, and crouch in the central oval, where ho remained ns motionless as a saint in a niche, was tho work of a second. Naniir passed along tho urcado with out seeing him, and crossed to tlio opposite side of tho gallery. Then, whon she reached the door of tho skifa, she opened it. A bright light shot across the courtyard, nnd was instantly extinguished as soon as tho door was shut. Point Pescado sot himself to reflect, and where could ho Hud a butter posi tion for reflection ? "That is Numir, who hns just gono into that loom," ho said, to himself. " It is evident sho is not going to Sava Sandorf! But perhaps she camo from her, and in that case her room will bo that ono in tho auglo over thoro 1 will go nnd sro !" lie waited a fow minutes boforo ho left his post. Tho light inside tho skifa teemed to grow less, and tho voices died out to nearly a murmur. Doubt less tho hour had como when Sidi Hazam's household retired to rest. Tho sirouiustanoes wero therefore more favor able for him, for that part of the habita tion would be plunged iu siloneo whon the last light had gono out. Aud that was exactly what happened. Pescado glided along the columns of the arcade, crept noross tho flags of tho gallery, passed the door of tho skifa, went round tho cud of the courtyard, and reached tho angle near tho room from which Naniir had come. Ho opened tho door, which was unlocked, nnd thou by the light of an Arab hmip, placed liko a night-light beneath iw shade, ho gave a rapid glance round tho room. A few hangings suspended from tho walls hero and thoro a stool of Moorish pattern, cushions piled iu tlio angles, u double carpet on tho mosaic floor, u low table, with the lragments of a meal, a divan covered with linen cloth that was what ho saw. A woman, dozing rather than sleoping, wns reclining on the divan, half-oovorod iu ouo of those burnouses with which tho Arabs wrap themselves from head to feet. It wns. Sava Sandorf. Point Posondo had no hesitation in recognizing tho young hub ho hud mot so many tiniM iu tho streets of Bagusa. How changed sho Boemod to bo I Palo ns sho hud been when iu hor wedding carriage sho had met tho funeral pro cession of Piorro Bathory; hor attitude, nnd tho expression of hor face, all told sliu had had to sutler. Thoro was not an instant to lose. Aud iu fact, as the door had not boon looked, was not Namir coming back ? Perhaps tho Moor guardfd her night and day 1 Aud if the girl could leave her room, how could she onoape without help from tho outside? Sidi Hasum'ts house was walled liko a prison 1 Point Pescado bent ovor tho divan. What was his astonishment nt a rosom bianco which hud nuver struck him boforo tho rosemblanco Iwtweon Sava Sandorf and Doctor Antekirtt I Tho girl opened her oyos, 1 fill In seeing a stranger standing near hor m that fantastic dress of tlio ncrobat, witli ins linger on ms lips, and nn nppcnling look in his eyes, sho was at first bewilderpd rather than frightened But sho arose, and had suflicient cool ness to make no sound. "ailencor said i'ointrescado; "yon havo nothing to fear from me I I havo como hero to savo you I Behind thoso walls your friends aro waiting for you, friends who will give their lives to got you out of Sarcany's hands! Piorro Bathory is olive" "Pierro ulivo?" oxclnirned Sava, restraining tho beatings of her heart. "Bend!" And Point Pescado gave tho girl n letter, which contained theso words "Sava, trust him who risked his lifo to reach you I I am alive I 1 nm horo 1 Pinnni: Bathohv." Piorro was alive! Ho wns nt the foot of theso walls 1 By what miracle? Sava would know later on ! But Pierro wns then " Lot us escapo 5" sho said. "Yes! Let us eseapo," answered Pescado: "but let us havo all the chances on our side ! Ono question Is Naniir accustomed to siiend the night in this room?" "No," answered Sava, "Does sho tako tho precaution of looking vou in when sho is away ?" "Yes." "Thou she will como back?" "Yes! Let us go!" "Now," answered Pescado. Aud first they niiiht reach tho stair case of tho minaret to gain the terrace. Once they got there, the ropo that hung down outside would render escape easy. "Come!" fcuid Point Poscade, taking Suva's hand. And ho was going to opon the deor when ho heard stops coming along the gallery. At the name time a few words wero pronounced in an imperious tone. Point Pescado recognized Sarcany's voice. Ho stoppeii at the threshold. " It is ho !" whispered tho girl. "You aro lost, if he finds you here 1" "Ho will not find mo I" answered Poscade. And throwing himself to tho ground ho then, by ono of thoso acrobatic con tortions ho had often performed in sight of an nudienco wrapped himself up in ono of tho carpets on tho floor and rolled himself into the darkest corner of the room. At the same moment tho door opened 1 to admit Sareany and Naniir, who shut j it behind them. I Sava resumed hor seat on the divan. Why had Saroauv oomo to her at that hour? Was this a now attempt to overcome hor refusal? But Sava was strong now. She know that Pierro Bathory wns alive, that ho wai waiting outside. Beneath tho carpet which covered Point Pescule, although ho oou.d not see, could hear everything. "Sava," said Sireany, "to-morrow morning wo aro going to lonvo this for another residence. But I do not wisli to leave hero until you have consented to our marriage, until it has been cele brated. All is ready, and it is neo. wiry that now" "Neither now nor later I" replied tho girl, in u voice as cold as it was reso lute. "Sava," ooutiuuod Saroany, as though ho had not heard this reply, "in the interest of both of us, it is necessary that your consent should be free. Iu tho interest of both of ua ; you under stand?'' "Wo have not, and wo novel shall have, any intorest iu common 1" "Tako carol I may remind you that you gave your consent at ltagusa." " For reasons which no longer ox istl" "Listen to me, Sava," said Saroany, whose apparent calm hid the most vio lent irritation ; "this is tho last time I shall ask for your consent." "And I shall refuse it as long as I havo strength to do so I" "Well, that strength we will tako nway from you,'' oxolaimtHl Saroany. "Do not drive too to oxtrumos ! Yeil the strength which you use against me, Namir will take from you, and in spite of yon, if necessary ! Do not nwist me, Suva! Tho woman is hero, ready to celebrate our marriage according to the custom of my own country I Follow mo then." Saroriuy advancod towards tho girl, who quickly roso and Utopjwd back to 1 11 1 -1 inu vim ui uiu tvuiu. "Scoundrcll" she oxclaimei " You will como with mo I Yotf will como with mo 1" exclaimed Sareany. ' Never 1" "Ahl Tako carol" And Sareany, having seized tho girl's arm. was violently dragging her to wards tho sl;ifa, witli Namir's help, whore Sidi Hazam aud tho imam wero waiting. "Help! Help!" screamed Sava. "Holp mo Pierro Bathory 1" "Pierro Bathory I" exclaimed Sar oany. "You are calling a dead man to your help 1" "Nol Ho is alivo ! Help, mo Pierro 1" Tho nnswer was so unexpected by Saroany that ho could not havo been more frightened had ho seou Pierre's ghost But ho was himself again soon. Pierro nlivo ! Pierre, whom lo had stabbed with his own hand, aud seen buried in tho cemetery nt Bagusal In truth, it could only be the idea of a mad worn in, nnd it was possiblo that Sava, in tho excess of her despair, had lost her reason. Point Pescado had heard all that passed. Iu telling Sareany that Pierro vas nlive, Sava had staked her life, that was certain. And in case tho scoundrel oil'orod any violence, ho so disposed his carpet as to bo ready to appear on tho sceno instantly, knifo in hand, and tho?o who thought ho would hcsitnto to striko did not know Point Pescado. Thoro was no necessity for him to do so. Sareany abruptly dragged Namir out of tho room. Then tho koy was turned in tho lock whilo tho girl's fato was being decided. At a bound Pescado had thrown off tho carpet, and was by hor side. "Oomo 1" said he. As tho lock was insido tho room, to unscrew it by moans of his knifo was neither a long, a difficult, nor a noisy job. As soon as tho door was oponod, nnd then shut behind them, Pescado led tho way along tho gallory round tho court yard wall. It was about half-past eleven. A few beams of light filtero.l through tho skifa's bajs. Pescado avoided crossing them on his way to tho passage that led to tho first courtyard. Thoy reached tho passago nnd went ulong it ; but when they woro only fow yards from tho minaret staircase, Tescado suddenly stopped and held back Sava, whoso hand his had never left. Three men wero talking in this first courtyard by tho side of tho water. Ono ot tliem it was bull llazam was giving orders to tho othors. Almost immedi ately thoy disappeared up tho minarot staircase, whilo tho moqaddem wont into ono of tho lateral chambers. Pes cado perceived that Sidi Hazam had sent tho man to watch tho neighbor hood. And that whon ho and tho girl appeared on tho terraco it would bo occupied and guarded. "Wo must risk it, however!" said Toint Pescado. "Yes. Everything!" replied Sava. Then they crossed tho gallery and reached tho staircase, which they mounted with extreme cave. Thou when Point Pescado had reached tho upper landing, he stopped. iso sound on tno terrace, not oven a sentinel's step. Point Pescado quietly opened tho door, and followed bv Sava ho glided along the buttlflmens. to nr. coxti:;ui:d. A Girl, it Bog-, and an Alligator Ono sultry summer afternoon nyoung daughter of nn aristooritio southerner, in t tie lower part ot Alabama, looK a towel and soup and went to a cool and shady pool, formed by a creel: wh'ch emptied into tho Alabama river. After sho had sported in the wators for half an hour or more, she half robed her self and crawled into n hammock; swinging partly over tho water, and with one loot hanging daintily above tho water a few inches sho fell asleep. Presently a huge Newfoundland dog stepped out. from tho bushes, sinolled at Ins mistress, wagged ins tail in pleas ure, and laid down at the foot of tho tree. In half an hour a splashing was heard in tlio crook farther oil', and pres ently huge waves broke tho cove, and tho waters, disturbed and rolling, ni.iilo ti noise that caught the dog's attention. A second or two later and the ugly noso of an alligator appeared above the water a few feet from tho foot of tho sleeping j: rl. The hungry boast saw tho t.'inpt'iig and dainty morsel, and his greedv eves sparkled in anticipation of this snowy feast lit for a god. IIo made toward it with mouth open, teeth gleam ng, and eyes aliro in anticipation. Jim faithful dog saw the peril of his mistress, and with one wild bark that nwakeu -d the qu et echoes of the woods hurled himself full at the opon mouth of the alligator. The dog's warning caused the girl to j.rk up her foot, but the dog and alligator met in a deadly struggle. Thoy reared as thev met. md tlio girl was thrown from tlio ham mock to the bank, but the gallant dog wont for that 'gator, and havingugood hold on him ho didn't care to turn loose. Thev wore first iu the water, then on tho bank, and the struggle went on, while the girls screams soon brought hor assistance. Tho 'gator was dually killed, and measured seven feet in length. The girl says sho loves to swim, but never goes in a larger pool now than can get in a tub, and that tho water is strained boforo it goes there Americus ((.) Jkcorder. Nothing to Soften. 'Borneo, why don't you sit down? You've boon standing thoro for ovor an hour." Cawn't sit down. Fwoddio. Going to the reception, you know." ..1 ..II ...I.... ,l...,0 ll'- ,i,Ot. vst " "II uii, milium mint " j "dust hail my trowsers cweased, wuddic Do vou think I've got s-s-s- softoning of tho bwaln?" Life. III this country thine uewiajr4 aro devo ted to tlio bilk-worm, tlx to llio honey-bee, tlilrtv-two to iwultry. Gastronomy Is retire- Minted by three papers and cauJy-maklug by . unci MR. DISNEY'S FAMILY. To Hub Und Twenty-two Soin nnd lilx Dnuahters? nnd Thinks Tliero is Notlilti I. Il:e n House rail of Children. Mr. Snowdeii Disney can probably ay claim to having been tho father of norc children than any other niau in .liis section of the country, writes a Baltimore correspondent of The Kew York World. He has had tho gralifica ,ion of haing twenty-eight children jail h.m father twenty-two sons and dx daughters. There aro now living ourtcen nine sons and five daughters. Mr. Disney is a fine-looking, intelli gent old gentleman, straight as an ar row and powerfully built. His eyes ire black and still sharp. His faco is iiitircly covered with u long, white rjeard. He is very pleasant and court ;ous and there is not a bit of old-fogy-sm about him. Advancement is one )f his hobbies. He is a great favorite with all tho young people. Ho lives ibout four miles irom Baltimore, on .ho old liookstown road. The grounds irouiid the house aro tastefully ar ranged, and the house itself is one of .hose large, rambling, old-fashioned, ;ypieal eountrv-houses. Mr. Disney las been married twice. His second wife is much younger than he. When irst approached Mr. Disuey seemed ionicwhat loath to givo a skoteh of his ife, but after a little persuasion ho :oncnted. "1 was born," he said, "in Anne Ar- .mdel county, this state, on Oct. 5, 1802, which makes me nearly 81 years of ago. I married my first wife when I was 19, Dy whom I had fourteen children. She J ed at the age of oO". About two years lftcr her death I made mv first and Duly trip outside the State of Maryland o llarrislntrg, l a., wiiero i married my second wife, who is now living and who ha? also homo me fourteen cliil- Ircn. Mv only regret is that 1 can not say that I am the lather ol an even ;hreo dozen. "Havo I had much trouble iu ra'sing such a largo family? Bless 3-011! no; they have never given 1110 one moment's uneasiness. Of course 1 fully under stand what the croup, measles, chicken pox, colic, and tho troublcsoineness of 1 child cutting teeth are, but outside of these infantile troubles I can not com plain. All my children lived to bo at least Tt 01 G years old, but after reach ing that ago ono after another seemed to drop off, until now I have but four teen living. My eldest child is 01 years old and my youngest 8. lioth are now living. Neither of my wives ever had twins, but I have a son whose wife has had three sets of twins. As near as I 2au remember, 1 havo scvonty-iivo grandchildren, twenty great-grandchildren and five great-great-grandchil dren. Some day I am going to have them all como home, and I guess I will then be able to say that there nevor was a larger family gathered under ono roof. When 1 was 10 vears old I witness- ad the engagement between Fort Mc- llenrv and three English men-of-war. L stood on the top of what is now known as Lookout hill, in Druid Hill park, and saw the engagement quite plainly. My father ami brother partici pated in that light. "I was not engag ed in anv way iu the late war, unless it was to try to save my fruit and crops from the soldiers, but I might as well have snared inyseif the pains, for thev encamped iu this field, and the first thing 1 knew the' had stripped the farm of everything they could lay their hands 011. "1 have never smoked or chewed to bacco in mv life, anil l never drank any kind of liquor but once, and that was when 1 was but -1 years old. Father, together with some hands, was working 111 the hold, and sent mo to bring them a jug of whisky, but 1 thought I would try some before taking it to the field, so when 1 reached an old treo a short way from tho house I sat down and took a drink; after awhile I took another, and tho next thing I knew father was waking me up. lie says when no louiiit me the jug was half .empty and I was drunker than any one ho had ever seen. Well, it took 1110 six weeks to get ovor that drunk, mil to this dav tho smell of whisky makos 1110 very sick. 1 havo never tasted a drop from that day to this. "in politics l have been a democrat all mv life. I cast my first presidential vote for James Monroo and my last for Grover Cleveland. 1 have not missed :i singlo election since I was of age. With tho exception of slight attacks of rheumatism 1 don't know what a sick day is. I frequently walk twenty miles a day and feel able to do a big lay's work in tho bargain. A few cars ago tho railroad laid their tracks through tho center of my place. I went to law with them, but they beat mo, an d 1 then niado a vow that I would not nut mv foot on their cussed cars as long 11s 1 lived, and 1 havo kept mv word. Whenever 1 want to go in to" town I walk both ways. Twenty ... i i years ago this place was a uenso wouu.i, and 1 have cleared it all nivself. I havo about twenty acres and do all tho work without any outside help. Of course I only raiso enough for my fam ily and 'stock, but you can see it re quires no little work to keep this place in trim. I havo always been considered a gooil shot, aud last winter was 011 sever al hunting expeditions, and hopo to go on as many more next winter. I hon estly boliovo 1 can now stand more hard ship than niuo-toiiths of the young mon. Mv eyesight is almost as good as ever. '1 have only the six voungest child ren homo with 1110 now, but all tho rest livo closo by ami 1 mako frequent visits to seo thorn. 1 wish thoy woro all home, for 1 think thoro is nothing liko a houso full of childrciui" Thoro is not a resident for miles around who does not know Mr. 1) sney. Thov all speak well of him and coa- sidor him a wonderful mail. A Santn Rosa, Cul., lad was givou $1 for going a mile out In the country to see it a party ol young uloodtiounus could track him. Ho climbed up a tree to hide, but the dogs found him, and ono wont r.ftur h m, knocking him nut of the treo to tho ground, whuro tho other canines pounced upon and uoarly killed him btfuro help arrived. THE CHESTNUT BE-L. lloston AVtltcr 'Who Thlntto It Time to Cnll It In. A Is It is a pity, says The Boston Globe, that when Edgar Allan Poo wroto his poem on "The Bells" ho could not have had a prophetic eye to this tintin nnhulating nuisance of the period. If he had wo should possible havo had a stanxa something like this: Hear tlic noisy chestnut bells Nickel bells! What a w orld of merry chat tliefr Idiocy dispels ! At tlio table, 011 the ftruet, Where'er wc chance to meet, How thev fill our souls with terror With their beathic, Lest we fall iuto the error Of repcatiuir, Anil one ami all keep mum, Sadly dumb, Kor fear that some cheap "bum" Will ring us down. It is', indeed, high timo that the chestnut bell should bo itself "rung in." At present it is the blight of con versation, the destroyer of good com panionship, a first-class social nuisance. What excuse is there for it, anyway? Solomon found out that there was no new thing under the sun, and until now mankind have been wisely content to see and hear and enjoy a good thing 111010 than once. Tako away from tho world all its old music, paintings, art works, and literature, and tho logic of the chestnut hell would, wc suppose, be sat slied. But what an empty world it would be to be sure? From our cra dles to our graves our path of life is made pleasant for us by chestnuts. Tho lullabies which soothed tho infants of ten centuries ago arc still being sung to the babies of to-day. The songs of our great grandfathers arc among the sweetest we know. The best laws wc havo, and all the means of justice af forded by our courts, como down to us with modifications from the early ages of civilization. Trial by jury is a thou sand years old, and "habeas corpus, which means personal liberty, has been a chestnut for oyer two centuries. All the classics, ancient and modern, from Virgil to Goethe inclusive, aro chest nuts. The best plays and operas aro equally lit subjects for the "ringing-iu" imbecility of tho hour. Shalcspearo nnd Sheridan, Beethoven and Bellini are alike under the ban of the new boll. And the authors of whom wo have boon in the habit of saying that they wroto for no one ago but for all time Scott, Babelais, Die! icns, Hugo, and the rest must all be consigned to tho limbo of forgotten greatness, if tho chestnut theory is to stand. The whole idea is absurd, and in its current application is an offensive fad. A group of half a dozen geutlemen are enjoying thetn.selves at the dinner table or in tho club parlor. Ono of them begins a good story by way of illustrating a point in the conversation. Four out of five of the listeners have most likely not heard it, but the fifth has. Forthwith ho must strike his chestnut gong, and the pleasant rela tion which would have amused all the others, is cut short. This sort of thing is insufferable. Tho man who thus lays in wait to interrupt "the feast of reason and the How of soul" is reduc ing rudeness to a fine art and is tho champion boor of the day. When it is employed to shut off a story that smells of the glitter or suggests tho hog-pen wo may welcome anil applaud the chestnut bolls. Thoy can not ring too often on whatever is gross and grovel ing. But beyond that they perform no useful serv.ee, and their effect is to cheek the easy, natural current of fa niil.ar talk, ft may be confidentially asserted that it is in the interests o"f sociability, and of all that tends to make life cheerful and worth living, that old stories, old jokes, old witti cisms, and old bits of humor should be often repeated, to the end that they may not be lost to coming generations. A vast amount ot the very best wit and humor in tho world is outside of writ ton books, pasing on from 111011th to mouth, told by fathers to sons, and earr ed by travelers from ono country to another. The bell-fiend of the per iod, if ho had his wiry, would soon call u all this fractional currency of con versation, and mankind would lose ir reparably by tho operation. Indus trial Progress in tho South. Tho south is making important in dustrial progress of which tho whole country is justly proud, but it is not wise to overestimate tho eflcct of this. Doubtless there aro certain conditions favorablo to manufacture tliero that mako substantial, if not phenomenal, advance for ycai3 to come probable, but it by no means follows that other parts of tho country will suffer on ac count of this. A good deal of iron will bo produced at tho south, but thero is no reason to boliovo that this means tho closing up of prolitablo mines else where. The chief signilfcanco of this is in the fact that more ,ron will be produced aud used in tho country than ovor before, and so it will bo in other industries. Ono argument that is, choaper labor at tho south will gradually loso its force. As there comes to bo large bodies of skilled workmen located there, they will expect and demnnd substantially tho same wages as aro paid elsewhere. If anything will keep up a pcrmanant difference m wages, it will bo that tho cost of living h a Httlo less there than iu tho north and west. But in tho end tho southern farmer may bo depended upon to baso his demands on the demands of thoso siniilary engaged elsewhere. Ameri can Machinist. Funny Work. "It looks as if thore was going to bo a great deal of humor in this cam paign." said a gentleman to a party of friends. "Thou tho struggle for suprcmaoy will not be ono of bloodshed?" "Oli yos thero will bo onough of that commodity spilt, still thero will be any amount of humor in it." "And why so," echoed a number of gontlomon. "Well. I gather my information from several men who are going to scratch.'' turf Preiser a Weekly.