FAIRIES' WASHING.
stager and glad to tho house ulio ran.
With a smile on her upturned fnco:
"Toil nover can guo what I'vo round, mamma,
O, thousand of ultK of lacu'
" The fairies h.ivo rtuno their noshing, 1 know.
It's out on the orchard gnvw.
And It's tpread so close thero Is hardly room
For even a bird to oks.
"I picked tip this fairy handkerchief,
1 wanted to Miow it to you "
3he opened her hand O, the. sorrowful facel
There was only a drop of dew.
Wldo Awake.
THE LAST TOURNAMENT.
All my lifo It has scorned to mo that
thero never was so delightful a room oa
tho big dining room tit Woodstock. It 1
was a long, narrow room, with narrow
ellts of windows, so shaded on ono J
eldo by tho black green cedar trees that
grow up against It that tho room was
alwa's mill in shadow, but on tho other
sido you had a viow of tho gray tops
or uio race stauies, anu just bovonu
a rolling sweep of blue irrass fields.
with a cool, clear pond 1 vine
Iving in tho midst
nice a siiiem oi uuruisneu suvor. within
tho whole end of tho room almost was
taken up by a huge fireplace, with a broad,
flagged hearth and amnntel shelf set high
above all possible depredations of childish
curiosity Into this great firo logs of hick
ory nnd maplo would bo piled, and it was
tho delight of my childhood to sit in tho
corner.a veritable Cinderella, and catch tho
uweet, pungent, smoko llavored julcothnt
tho firo stewed out of tho wood. Over
Against tho opposite wall stood n long,
low, mahogany sideboard, black with ago,
in tho dusky mirror of whoso polished
wood tho Ihimos reflected themselves with
strange and grotosipio variations, now
dying down to a tremulous glow in tho
black panei of a door, now catching a
ell very radiance from tho long linos of
racing cups on tho upper shelf or giving
out prismatic gleams from tho heavy glass
decanters
Oh. it was a pleasant enoueh room to
U In. especially in tho twilight, when tho
gloaming peopled tho room with tho fan-
tastio shadows that dreams are mado of.
Likely as not, Just as tho firo died down
and tho llames began to flicker into un
steady light, thero would bo a shuffling
of feot in I ho doorway, and an old negro
man, with a kindly.wliimslcnl faco, would
ojmo In, smiling above tho heavy "turn"
of wood ho was bringing to replenish tho
firo. It would bo Jeff, who had beeu born
op tho place, nnd to whom It belonged as
much as to any of its ostensible wlilto
ornors, not by right of tltlo deeds, but
by t ight of prido and lovo in it.
Jeff's place i:i tho family had long been
a sinecure IIo had ridden tho famous
horses raised o:i tho place, when ho was a
light weight jockey, and In after years,
when lie grow too heavy for that, ho was
hoad groom und undisputablo authority
on turf matters, but above all, ho liad
boon Mnrso Phil's friend and companion
in childhood and youth. IIo had helped
Alarso I 'lit I trap rabbits anil
ho went off with Marso Phil
train colts;
to tho war,
and when ho fell in that awful rush of
cavalry at Fort Donolson It was Jell who
walked homo all tho way, leading Black
Doss by tlu brldlo tho horso on which
Marso Phil wasi killed was sucred to him,
and ho would not rido It.
Well, olo Miss never thought of that
without dropping uu oxtrn lump of sngnr
into his "toddy," or a littlo moro "spor
rits," for Jeff belongs to tho old roglnio
and has no opinion of tho now fungled
temporanco notions.
"Boy ain't no sonso in hit," ho ulways
tirgues, "for what docs tho good book say?
Tako a littlo for do stomach's sako.'onl
lay folks is built des do same way now
doy wur. din. Doys got do ve'y same kind
of stomachs, on (ley need comfortln'
poworfully Momotlnios."
It was fast growing dark ono wlntor
ovcnlng. I remember, when JofI canto in
with Ids armful of wood, which ho do-
posited in the wood bo. and then stood
loaning against tho in itol, negro fashion,
with his loot on the l..;uing logs. Some
how his ragged clothe i with their incon
gruous patches fell about him pictur
esquely, liis knotty old blaek hands hung
idly by his sldo. and tho flames leaping up
allowed his faco sharp -ly outlined against
the white wall, as still nnd Immovable as
if it was carved in bronze. But tho faco
was full of tho wistful longings und mem
ories of old age, tho putiietio look that
conies to those who dwell In tho past and
for whom tho future lius neither hope nor
promise.
Presently ho went over to tho side
board and began touching, ono by ono,
tho long rows of silver cups and goblets
tho trophies lm had helped to win.
They wore his fetiches, tho visible Idols
that represented all tho happy past, and
ho did not need the Inscriptions, at best
meaningless scrawls to him, to tell him
oil what ruco course or at what fair Krux
inella or Miss Wllkius, or Autocrat or
Surprise had won ono or another of thorn,
-and ho know well enough that tho timo
had been when each of the.so silver cups
represented fortunes staked on tho speed
nnd ondurnuco of a horo. It was some
thing worth remembering, those races
when they ran four mllo heats, and It
took all tho nerve and endurance- of rider
and horso to win There was tho cup
that was given when Fraxlnolla won tho
mco nt Nacliez, when shu ran twenty
mllos nt 'ono race tho best two out of
three with two dead heats.
And then thero wore tho Crovnsso and
Wagner cups Jell chuckled softly to
himself as ho touched them.
"Wo won dem at Nashville, honey," ho
said aloud, "we'd done entered Crovnsso
aud Waguor for do three uillo mco, on des
ez mo und Marso Phil wtu sturtlu olo
marstor call out 'Boys, win a race or kill
a boss.' Well. Marthy Dunn en InvMnclblu
wui do fus fnviltoa, and wo run our
hossos agin em, inn a rldln. en wo won bof
races, but Wagner drappod under mo jess
vz I got under do string. You know dat
boss know wliuts spooled of bun en ho
uin t gwino to spltit nobody. Dos den
Marso Phil couio up en I say i'oio Gord,
Marso Phil.whut you reckon old uiarbter's
gwluotobuy? Kn ho upon MIo's bloodged
to sny wo ftoyed hi in Wo'oo won u raco
on killed a liuos ' "
After a bit JolT turned, so that tho light
might fall u littlo fuller on it n slender,
oworliko pitcher, that, ulth Its attendant
goblets, ulways stood in tho coutor of tho
fddobourd, und that no one over moved. I
Olo miss dusted thorn herself, witli hands
that never i-oased to tremble nt tholr task,
no ono olt, not oven JolT. dnrod to
touch thcui Oil. I know very well what
tho llorld Inscription said, that won half
uu.iva uhuu in" luuM ut iv9 uuu j
arubiwquos carved on theui. It wus the
Ijreniluin that Mur Phil won ut the hut
fraud tournament they held In that rich,
die, happy country lwfow tliw wnr swept
ver It. and made iv nuvr lamvun und it
ww purtli for tktMw
I luww uu tvr u
that Jiu trim tin ),.
1liul are iu m - '-i
( J. d had swkii
I I lM.t lilt ulf .! 4
. -v ' '. I ' til 1.4 ll' V
I.
as if centuries Instead of years rolled bo
twecn I know ho was remembering the
ring ho and Marso Phil laid off in tho
blue grass meadow, where Marso Phil
practiced riding baro back and without a
bridle on the thoroughbred tnaro he hod
chosen for tho purjwso Hound and round
ho would go, tilting at tho rings hang.
Ing from their supports, and stringing
them on tho long, slender lanco ho was to
uso It was a pretty enough sight to see
him practicing in tho dowy mornings,
both rider and liorso witli that Indescrib
able thoroughbred look, clean cut, tiowcr
fill, erect, with an ear and an eyo iiko tin
Indian's, and n courugo onolnstlnctivcly
felt would never falter They would go
to their death. If need Ixs, w'itli a rush
Jeff never forgot those mornings. Some
times ho would timo them, sometimes olo
inarsctcr. sometimes pretty Polly, Marso
Phil's cousin, would flutter down to tho
ring and stand thero with tho big stop
watcli in her hands, tho daintiest Judge
that over called timo on a laggard rider
It was only when Polly was timo keeper
that tho mare and her rider failed to get
around in tho twenty seconds prescribed
by tho tournament management for tho
' r.nco' "tm .d0 1 erol"'? l "P1"1 w'.on. 10
l"uun"- L,,u iiui .----- . my
prcsenco on tho great day.
"I lay Miss Polly's gwino to mako
Mnrso Phil lose dat race yit," ho prophe
sied dismally.
Tho ring fn tho meadow at Woodstock
was but a prototype of many another in
tho neighborhood, for tho tournament
was to bo a grand affair. Tho prizo for
tho victor was a slender golden crown set
with rubles, nnd ho was to chooso from
nmong tho county belles the ono ho would
crown queen of lovo and beauty.
Finally tho day arrived, such nn Octo.
bor day as only comes to Tennesseo and
southern Kentucky, when tho nir is full
of tho blue haz.o of Indium summer nnd
tho forests nro liko banks of opal, red and
yellow, brown and green, a quivering
mass of color In tho autumn breeze, and
tho long wlilto turnpikes curvo botween
banks of golden red nnd purplo iron
weeds. Tho fair grounds where tho tour
nament was to bo held was cay with
' "uIc und bright witli flags. Tho rich
I renmwy peopio were coining in in iieuviiy
I Inden carriages, tho booths where colored
lunioimdo and indigestible gingerbread
i was sold, or feats of skill or chance at
' tempted, wcro in full swing of custom.
Hostlers led blanketed and silky" coated
horses in am! out tho crowd, nurses in
guy bandannas nnd white nprons scurried
' about witli dazed and frightened children,
orery now and thon tho wind would bring
n whifT of tho savory barbecue being pro
nred under the superintendence of old
. lien in n trench under tho onks, for a big
I dinner nnd dance was to finish ofT tho
' day's festivities. It was a noisy, boister
ous, good uaturcd crowd, euro free as
I they never wero to bo again.
Up at tho nmphltlipatro tho track was
' being sprinkled and rolled until It was
hard and firm. Over at ono sldo was tho
flight of steps covered with wlilto cloth
' that led to tho throne whero somo fortu
nate youth was to lend his sweetheart, and
thero in tho prcsenco of all his littlo world
crown her queen of lovo nnd beauty.
it was as pretty and as plcturesquo a
scone under the soft southern skies as ono
could well Imagine, and It would havo
been pathetic enough for all its bravery If
only one had known that tho south had
como to tho very last days of hor hundred
years of song and merry making, and that
this was almost tho last holidaying of a
happy, care freo people.
But the band was beginning to play
what was itV "I'm dreaming now of llal
lie, sweet Ilallle," It is tho southern ulr, If
wo havo one. Alt, many a night under tho
stars on tho eve of buttle, or in tho dim,
gray dawn when they sprang from half
broken dreams of homo to boot and sad
dle, when tho band played "Listen to tho
Mocking Bird," did those gallant young
fellows recall that day with a heartsick
nnd homesick throb. Tho muslo throbbed
out louder and louder through tho vibrant
air, tho grooms wero leading tho sleek
coated thoroughbreds round and round tho
rlnir, tho contestants were trottinir ready,
only Marso Phil Is lingering for a few last
words with Polly, who Is nlnulug on his
breast a knot of whlto and silver ribbon
t hut looks bravo enough against tho black
volvet and silver laco that somehow
makes a good foil for ids fresh young
beauty and lltho figure.
"I am your knight, Polly," ho Is say
ing, "If f win I crown von queen of lovo
and beauty, and my wife," and audacity
wins with pretty Polly, as humility never
would, aud sho Hushes a littlo under her
clear dnrk skin as sho answers
"If you winl"
Thoso wero tho days when people read
Scott Instead of Howells and James, and
when tlioy believed, like Stevenson, that
tho finest hero Is bettor for wearing a bit
of purple, so when tho contestants In the
tournament rode out they wore tho old
court dress Most of them were descen
dants of tho old knightly lines of ling
laud, and there may havo beeu somo in
distinct inherited consciousness of other
tourneys aud jousts that mado this sport
tako such hold on their Imaginations, so
they came as Ivimhoo and Bolso Gilbert,
nnd tho Bluck Knight und Sir Lauucelot,
and a host of others.
Presently tho bugle called time and tho
first knight entered ami saluted tho audi
ence that sat eager, breathless, attentive
Poor follow, it was not long before ho
earned a real knighthood on the field of
battle, when ho redo with that same un
faltering aud Immovable seat in tho sad
dle right Into tho face of death aud
planted ills colors on tho enemy's smok
ing batteries. There was a murmur of
recognition for him aud his horso, for it
was an audience that owned und was
keenly critical of good horso flesh, and
then there was a wild fanfare of muslo.
tho judge dropped the Hag, aud horso and
rldor wero away on a nitiil mco. Only
twenty seconds in which tho rider must
take tho ten rings, hanging front their
hooks, on Ids long, slender lanco. Quick of
eye, supple of wrist, fuultless horseman
must ho bo or ho loses. Twlco tho rider
strings tho ten glittering rings on his
hiuco, but on tho third re und his liorbo
slips, a bit of Inequality on tho track, a
touch too light or heavy on tho bridle, no
ono knows what, hut it Is ono of those
unforeseen mUlmps Hint turns tho for
tunes of tho day, for one at least, and
ns tho rider leuvus tho ring ho knows lie
is defeated
It was a sight well worth seeing, tho
lm:ititifnl I
but after a while it bociimo upfront that
that contest Uy between Mureo Phil and
Cup. Edwards Both wore oxiKrt liorso-
men and both rodu humw wIhmw records
had Ikhui tumkion iunuy a html run raw
jucuttuioiu ir i im oouttml hud rwrtinl Ml
moot i fever html, wutyi thu truck wu
rolled fur tho lut tluui. aud in muiwvr to
tho buitlv call Mttriw Phil rodu Into the
ring itud threw up hu hund lu wiluu re
tlin upplaiixo ilmt tviiet Id. xntmnctt
Ul Ml - li..
dugui r. ..i - . I
day MH li tu - 1. 1 1
hIkjh li.o i i i
inn' ii lirr Irvioiitv it
Milt ,t ItHlktMt l lm I
III ik I III j t-liinii.
allvl lit- O I'f bin j It
costume, with his proud young figure
drawn up to its fullest height and in his
eves that look of courage, of determina
tion, of victory
"Coso I knowed Marso Phil wuza hand
some man," Jeff always said in streaking
of that day, "but I never see dat look on
his face agin till I seo him chargin up do
hill on Black Bess in do faco of tho can
non, wid his (toad in one hand en do ling
in do yuther Hit mek mo think bout do
day of tho tournament right away en
God knows hit warnt no timo to bo thukin
bout homo den." i
Well, it was only a moment Mar(o Phil
sat thero motionless on his horso, and
then ho and Mack Bess wore speeding
around tho ring as lightly and smoothly
as a bird sweeps in circles.
"God, how ho rides!" a man exclaimed
under his breath. "I wouldn't give that
for Edwards' chances," with a contempt
uous snap of tho fingers; but Jeff, who
has heard, and who in tho excitement has
pushed his way up to tho railing that
" l" l"u "UT: ' ' gronneu, ior
her fuco white with suppressed anxiety,
.. ' 7'-'.. ...i.w. ?. .i y
leaning lar over irom tho grand stand,
and ho remembers what a hindrance her
prcsenco used to bo at tho practice In tho
blue p-ass meadow.
"Marso Phil's des fool enough to loso
do race count of somo foolishness bout
her," ho said to himself. IIo can only
trust Marso Phil's eyes are elsowhero than
on tho grand stand. Already twice has
ho strung every ring on his lance. IIo
has onlv onco moro to tako with his un
erring hand tho ton moro rings that pro
claim him victor. Thero is a moment's
pause, and then, witli tho crash of tho
opening bars of music, Marso Phil Is away
threading his lanco through tho rings
at tho mare's best gait. A third of tho
way aronnill Half of tho way aroundl
Jeff breathes tasler. Marso Phil Is op
poslto to tho grand stand when ho glances
up to meet Polly's eyes fixed on him, so
foil of prido and lovo and joy, ho loses his
head a littlo. What wonder? poor fellow.
It does not tako a quarter of a second
scarcely, but in that timo Polly snatches
off her arm a bracelet set thick with shin
ing stones and throws it right boforo
Hack Bess' (lying feet. Quick as tho act
hi, it is not quicker than lovo's intuition,
Mid In another instant Marso Phil has
strung his trophy on tho lanco and Is tak
ing tho last ring from tho hook. It was
gallantly done. Tho crowd cheered itself
hoarse; but tho timekeeper from tho
j'jdges' stand called:
"Twenty ono seconds!"
Jeff stumbled away from tho sccno
dizod and infuriated. IIo had so counted
on success and Marso Phil had thrown It
away in tho very moment of victory for n
woman's whim. Ho hung his head as ho
led Black Bess back to tho stables, and
when ho heard tho shouts that saluted
Capt. Edwards' victory ho laid his head
down on tho niaro's neck and sobbed for
disappointment. But Mnrso Phil had none
of tho signs of defeat about him as ho
mado his way to where pretty Polly, as
duskily red as it Juno rose, was awaiting
his coining. What was it sho was saying
under cover of all thonoisoandconfusioti?'
"You won"
And Marso Phil in answer to tho look in
her eyes finished tho sentence
"My Queen of Ixivo and Beauty."
For tho sake of beauty's eyes ho had
lost tho prize, but tho management of tho
tournament sent him, in recognition of
his superb horsemanship, tho slender,
owenlike pitcher that still stands on tho
sideboard at Woodstock. That was tho
last tournament. Boforo another golden
autumn rolled around, the tempest of
war had broken over tho land, nnd tho old
south, tho old, careless, idle, happy south
had ceased to bo. Fllzaboth M. Gilmer in
Now Orleans Picayune.
I'Uli of the ltalmums.
Tho fish nlono nro remarknblo in vn
rioty. Among them are tho black fish,
tho porpoise, which seems to tumble
about in all waters; tho shark, tho
deadly foo of tho sailor; the dolphin, In
endless pursuit of the delicate flying fish
which scuds through tho air because it is
chased, and not because it enjoys it, which
satno dolphin is never cooked aboard a
vessel unless a silver half dollar is put in
tho pot, for If tho half dollar blackens
then tho dolphin is full of poison from
having sucked copper from ship bottoms;
tho whipruy, liko the flounder and with a
tail liko a coachman's whip, sometimes
ton feet long; tho jowfish, wUch is to
those waters as tho halibut of our north
east coast; tho yellow tailed snapper, gi
gantic turtles, tho cattish, the greupu,
striped snapper, boulto, Spanish mackerel,
nugel fish, porktish, houndtish, and suck
ing fish.
Then there is that dread mystery to
seamen, tho Portugueso man of war, that
strange formation of uinritimo lifo, like a
mass of jelly witli its ventral fins extend
ing in every direction, riding tho heaviest
sons liko a bird, aud which sea folk sav Is
a deadly poison to tho touch; the starfish,
sea urchins, tho humming bird fish, tho
phosphorescent jellyfish or glow worm of
the ocean, and other wonderful and start
lingly colored mites of these waters; be
sides tiny caves and grottoes of white
coral, where tho sponges, liko dark forests,
are forever swaying with tho endless mo
tion of tho tides, aud where nest la nnd
hide sea fans, tho rainbow fish, conches
containing priceless pearls and such deli
cate elfs of the ocean as wo of tho laud
can only iningino through fnlrv lore or
tho witchery of dreams. Edgar L Wake
mail In St. txutls Republic.
The .Ionic Driiler'K Traile.
Hut few people havo tin Idea how largo
on Industry is represented by what may
collectively lm termed tho "nig business. "
Belated citizens returning to their homes
with tho dawn aud flimsy excuses for
their waiting wives cannot fall to notice
tho swarm of men. women and children
that dives in aud out of obscure places,
seizing with wollisli uviditv on all sorts of
scraps, such ns paper, iron and cignr
stumps. These go Into nn inifienso sack
carried on tho buck, anil by tiia hour of
7 tho collectors may bo seen at tho door
of tho rag man's den, bargaining for
tho salo of their ware To a junk
I dealer (and his tribe yearly Increases
j hi a city liko Chicago) almost any
i thing Is welcome, and ho asks no ones
Hons. Unul pipe from a vacant house,
brass castings from n foundry, patterns
hi copper, pieces of lightning rods, old
Iron of uny description, paper In nil forms,
from a family lliblo to t ho ephemeral daily
journal of events, go on tho scale nndniv
subjected to tho relentless appraUeuieut
of so much per Hiuud. If tho goods
olTeml for sain wero stolen it Is uono of
hit business. He aska no questions aud
imys oash. The ipor guw to the wills,
the UMtals lo the foundries, aud tho
dottier, lu tiio coursw of tlnw grown
wwaltuy. abandon hi calling and seoks a
wider rield under t li ifii of ths thrve
ImiIU of U)inlMiiily i.r the tMliu-tle allure
IllKltt of 'o its) lut lila " L'hk'uii l
Herald
A tuitui u h i
a a uit tier,
Stalked by a Panther.
Ralph Flynn, a rancher living nt
Wayne, on the Seattle, Lake Shore nnd
Eastern railway, has had a dangerous
encounter with a panther and narrowly
escaped tho claws of the lxsast.
Flynn started hunting earl- ono morn
ing, taking with him a Winchester riflo
of tho latest patent, which ho had just
bought nnd had not learned to handle
with Hkill. IJo was looking principally
for deer, nnd had gone about live miles
through a deep thicket when ho came
suddenly upon tho partially
devoured
carcass of a sheep, which had evidently
fallen a prey to a panther. Remember
ing reports of sheep having leen killed
by wild animals in his neighborhood,
Flynn hastened on, nerving himself lor
a tusslo with a cougar or some equally
fierce beast. With tho assurance that
lli mm 1-1IH nrtm'irofl lw mint irmoll- nnwl
evury nooc uo pafisei occasionally
I seeing fresh tracks
seeing tresh tracks of varmints.
Flynn traveled on about two miles in
this manner without success, nnd gavo
up the chaso on that lino. Ho had just
turned to retrace his steps when his eyo
caught what seemed to bo a dog's head
peering at him over a log. A second
look proved to Flynn that it was a
panther instead of a dog. Taking de
liberate aim, Flynn rested his riflo
against a treo and fired at tho animal's
heiul. Tho ball only stunned tho brute,
which, with a crazy leap, mado toward
Flynn. Tho lattur's delay in reloading
on account of tho new patent nearly
proved fatal to himself, as tho panther
was within twenty feet of him when ho
shot it dead between the eyes. Tho
brute was between Flynn and tho sheep's
carcass, and had followed him by its
keen scent for two miles.
It measured niuo feet from tip to tip,
and its hido is now a trophy highly
prized by Flynn. Seattlo Post-Intelligencer.
I.ovo I,iiti;li ut Zero.
I blew across the Brooklyn bridgo one
night and wondered at my own temer
ity. In thoso breezy spaces it was as cold
ns man's ingratitude. It seemed to mo
us if my spine wero the tube of a
thermometer, and that tho pith and
marrow thereof was a very frozen mer
cury. I marked timo at tho double
quick, let me tell you, in an attempt to
get away from my chills, and decided
that aerial promenades wero far moro
seasonable in Juno than in December.
In tho dark recesses of tho New York
pier I beheld them sitting in a corner,
Sho was very dear to him apparent
ly, for ho hold her closer than a flapjack
to an ungreased griddle, and I surmised
that masculine propinquity was very
much to her tasto also from tho way sho
cuddled anil snuggled and rubbed her
red hps against his mustaches. Tho
wind curled and swirled around them,
but did not appear to touch them, nnd
they wero so warm and comfortable in
their corner that they almost seemed
to radiate tho heat, and I was tempted
to stop and warm my hands at them.
"1 never seo the like," said tho gray
coated defender of tho bridge, stumping
his feet to keep them warm. "It don't
mako no odds how bad tho night, they're
always hero from 8 to 12. They seem so
pleased and comfortable liko that I hain't
tho heart to tell them to move on. In
fact, it kinder seems to tako tho chill olF
to watch 'em. But how they keep so
warm is a mys-terry to me. Ah, love,
love, yer as queer as Boston beans.
There's no fnthomin' ye. A ling and a
kiss is better nor a conflagration."
llnw tint Cuntliirtor St-ttlt'il It.
Everybody is familiar with tho specta-
clo of two women in a street car endeav
oring to pay ono another's fare, but it re
mained for nn energetic Brooklyn con
ductor tho other day to tako tho matter
in his own hands nnd straighten out the
snarl. As usual, when tho two wero seat
ed each plunged for her purse, which re
ceptacles wcro brought out with mutual
protests. No. 1 got out her coin, a dime,
saying complacently, "It's all ready, my
dear." But No. 2 had a quarter which
sho "really wanted changed." So it went
on while the conductor stood before them
waiting for somo decision. None came
and ho grow impatient. IIo counted out
some change in each hand. "Let mo
havo your dime, please," ho said to No.
1, and sho obediently handed it over.
Then ho put out his hand to No. 2, who
gavo him her quarter, not understanding
what was coining. Then quickly to No.
1 ho handed a nickel, and to No. 2 twenty
cents in change before either of tho wo
men discovered his intention, and walked
oil to the platform muttering something
that probably would not look well in
print. Now York Times.
Wouldn't lieu Franklin Sturol
Globular lightning can bo produced
with so called statical electricity, ob
tained from an influence- machine. Two
thin brass wire jwints from tho jwles of
a powerful machine being held at a cer
tain distance from tho opposite sides of
nn insulated plate of mica, ebonite,
glass or the like, thero appear small red
luminous balls, which move about, now
quickly, now slowly, and aro sometimes
still. Even better effects wero had with
a glass or paper disk which had been i
sprayed witli pnrnmno. tomalJ quanti
ties of liquid or dust seem to bo tho car
riers of tho light. A slight air current
makes tho spherules disnpiwnr with hiss
itig noise. Now York Journal.
A Tlintt for Kwrjtliiiic. j
A Bucks county man drifted into a 1
Market street eating house and ordered i
fried oggs. Tho waiter promptly formed
a waking tube of his bunds ai:l bawled
to the dim distance, "Adam nn' Eve wid :
do sunny side up." Happmg with his ,
fork handltt uu tho table tho patron said j
etnplmticully, "I don't wnut any of that !
Sunday school kiddiu'; I want a moal." j
A neighlx'r's explanation averted a tiff.
Philadelphia itacord.
Vory True. '
MIsh Monro i.-f Pittsburg) -Th Iwtto
thought of tb. i.nr ln-ing a failure utskuri
ine thlvt r
Ml 1". icen Mini' .if ll,i.t..lO Ys,
the 1. ..I hi i w. ,,f bui-1-,, n
Mi .! (lull,- ' I'lttcburg Bulli-iiu.
Novel Ideas In TextUe.
Thero has recently been brought for
ward by a German chemist a method
for rendering fabrics proof against the
ravages of decay for nn indefinite pe
riod. With this process it is said that,
no matter how dclicato the texture or
color of the fabric may bo, its long life
is assured.
The inventor took his ideas from the
fact that he learned that the wonder
ful state of preservation exhibited by
i tho headbands of Egyptian mummies
wits duo to their having been impreg
nated with n kind of resin. Acting
upon this information tho chemist
made experiments with the substance
extracted from birch bark, and he
found that tho green tar left over after
the oil used in tanning had been ex
tracted from the white bark of the
birch treo yields n substance neither
acid nor alkaloid.
This, in solution with alcohol, forms
a liquid with tho power of resisting,
after once becoming dry, oven tho no
tion of alcohol itself, and it is claimed
possesses tho property of making textile
fabrics apparently imperishable ns far
as decay is concerned. And a great
point claimed for it is that it readily
unites with tho most delicate as well as
brilliant colors.
Perhaps tho most novel idea in tho
textile lino is that of an Englishman
named Stillbers, who, it is said, has
actually made a cloth of spiders' webs,
which has been employed for purposes
of surgery. A gentleman traveling
through the country who recently
stopjK'd in Washington stated that
this man Stillbers had gone quite ex
tensively into this spiderwob clotli
making. Interview in Washington
Post.
Kxctmf-il ftir Ilclng Hungry.
It is not often that politeness is used
as legal tender and a means of defense
at the same time, but it can be worked
successfully in tho hands of tho proper
persons. One night a weak, miserable
looking old man, with straggling gray
hair, gaunt eyed and hungry, wandered
into the littlo restaurant nt the corner
of C and Eleventh streets, kept bv
"Billy" Robertson.
Tho old man sat down at a table and
swallowed four big bowls of strong soup
in rapid succession, and then tackled a
robust layout of corned beef and cab
bage, after which he topped off the
load with a cut of pumpkin pie. When
lie had lhiished the waiter laid a check
beside his plate. Taking his check the
old fellow approached the counter and
whispered to tho proprietor:
"Say, will you excuse me?"
"Excuse you for what?"
"I haven't any money."
Billy put on a fierce front and made
a movement as if to throw tho polite
old man into the street.
"Pleaso don't hit me,'" he exclnimed
in alarm. "I just got out of a hospital,
where I didn't get enough to eat, ami
I've been sick, too. I haven't any
money to pay with, and I do hope you
will excuse me."
The restaurant man could only com
ply with this modest request, and the
polite old man was then and there ex
cused. Tncoina Ledger.
Chewing (iiuii.
A correspondent inquires whether
the uso of chewing gum is really bene
ficial, as some persons have asserted.
The opinion litis one plausible argu
ment in its favor. Tho saliva is an im
portant digestive fluid. On it depends
the digestion of all starchy substances
bread, mush, potatoes and the like. It
is for this reason that thorough masti
cation of such foods is necessary in or
der that tho saliva may bo duly mixed
with their particles. For the samo rea
son it is better to eat bread dry than
to moisten it, and dry bread is practi
cally easier of digestion than mush,
which is often swallowed without sulll
eient mastication.
Now, as the saliva is copiously se
creted in gum chewing, it might Go
thought that tho stomach would thus
bo aided in tho digestion of starchy
fod, but just hero comes in another
physiological fact, namely, that tho sa
liva loses its digestive power very soon
after entering tho stomach, being neu
tralized by tho fiction of tho gastrio
juico. Youth's Companion.
Insanity l'ruvt'ii.
Family Physician You say you are
alarmed about your husband?
Anxious Wife Dreadfully. I'm suro
his reason is tottering on its throno.
P. P. What aro (ho symptoms?
A. W. In tho llrt place, poor dear
John wants to to run for congress,
F. P. Tliis is serious.
A. W. And then only yesterday ho
wanted mo to invito mother to spoud a
whole year with us.
F. P. This is conclusive. I'll bo
ready to sign his commitment when
ever you wish. Pittsburg Bulletin.
Ill;; Hull!, in lliionlu,
Tho Russians eelipso nil other nations
in tho magnitude of their scale of bell
founding. An iinuiiuiso bell, weighing
over 100 tons, was founded in Moscow
in thu early part f tho eightoonth
century, it was 20 ards in cireumfer
euce and 23 i indies thick. During a
lire in the sumo yot.r n itiece weighiug
eleven tons was broken out, and for
nearly a century the bell remained
sunk in the earth. It wus then cvu
aUxl, aud now for;un the dome (( a
chaml which ha- lvu built UiujiUi
It. Nw YurU 1 .L.-.T
'iilsio" is but out of the many de
rt vitii u front Kliulk-thk und stands in
Uio Kinu eaig.i us IIomio, lizzie,
oto J.ii..;-ili i - ht.j.i ih,. lbbrvw,
nnd iiu-uuM ivtin-liijio i' tiod ut ' euit
tot-rtu'i 1. 1 ii.hI
EOBBED BY THE WAVES.
HUSBAND KILLED AND BOY DROWNED
WAS THIS WOMAN'S LOT.
ant. IJ. O. Fownrt, of New Ilninitwlcfc.
Unit a Trrrlblo Experience Her Ilut
bnnd VTa the Captain or n 111 Katetl
Ship AVrecketl In Merle of Typhotnu.
Tho steamship City of Rio do Janeiro
numbered among her passengers a lady
whose experiences involve a tale- of dire
shipwreck and sad bereavemeut. Mrs.
B. G. Fownes is a tall, rather slightly
built woman, whose pale faco still bears
only too plainly tho marks of the terrible
sufferings sho has had to endure, and yet
tells a tale of no common courage and of
rare fortitude. She was called upon at
the residence of her sister, Mrs. B. R.
Keith, 1,130 Twenty-first street, and tho
following is the substance of her sad
story:
The ship Lizzie Troup, hailing from St.
John. N. B., sailed on Sept. 15, 1690, from
Nagasaki with ballast bound for Puget
sound. For the first twenty-four hours
all went well, bu t on the night of the 10th,
when she was out about 1G0 miles, it be
gan to blow a hurricane, which quickly
changed to tho revolving winds of the ty
phoon. There had been timo, however,
to shorten sail, and only tho lower top
sail was then carried away. This wind
storm lasted thirty-six hours, and in it
tho Irotul and many other vessels were
lost, while the Lizzie Troup was re
prieved. On Saturday, Sept. 21, until noon tho
winds had abated considerably, and all
sail was set to keep the vessel well off tho
Japanese shores. Suddenly, almost with
out ft moment's notice, a second typhoon
camo upon tho vessel. Tho wind blew
first from the northeast, then veered rap
idly round to east, southeast,south-south-eastand
south, flicking every iuch of can
vas from tho masts, smashing the spars,
and hurling them away in splinters,
and breaking tho mainmast and foremast,
and even tearing tho copper sheathing
from tho vessel's sides.
A TKllltlliLK EXPERIENCE.
All passible means of guidance gone,
tho storm tossed waters speedily hurried
the doomed craft to the coral bound coast
of the island of Okin, in tho Loochoo
group, which sho had for so many hours
fought to free herself from. Tho first
blow on the reef carried away the bowo,
a second knocked tho bottom clean out,
carrying away tho keel entirely, and let
ting all the ballast fall out, while the re
mainder of tho hull was tossed like a
broken egg shell high on a reef not 100
yards from land.
Capt. Fownes, tho husband of the lady
who told the story, did all that a man
could, and acted as a brave man should.
Ho stood by his vessel, encouraged his
crew, and then, when they had been told
to save themselves as best they might, he
looked to his wife nnd 2-year-old son.
"It won't last long," ho said; "our
timo has come. Let ns meet tho end
courageously."
lie took tho child in his arms and
steadied himself and wife against the
deck house. Hardly had ho done so
when a huge wave came crashing in on
top of them, smashed in tho decks and
carried all who clung to tho planks into
tho vessel's bottomless hold. Mrs.
Fownes' own words best describe the
scene:
"We had all been at the stern of the
vessel, and when tno decks wero broken
in I felt myself carried forward, and was
thrust up by tho force of tho waters
through an opening in the foro part of
tho ship. There I was held fast, a wire
cable around my ankle and my body
jammed in between the broken beams.
From this place I could see my husband
had clambered onto a portion of the
deck house which remained, but tho
child, my boy, was gone! Hardly know
ing what I was doing I managed to free
my foot, and by tearing my clothe.s off
from the waist down wasabieto liberate
my body. In ho meantime my husband
Bigned to mo to try to crawl over the
rocks to tho shore. Ono of tho sailors
had succeeded in landing, and, bringing
natives with him, managed to drag tv
eral ashore, and a rope was passed to
mo and they l.iid mo o:i tho beach.
CAST O.V A rOUKIGX SIIOKK.
Capt. Fownes himself was rescued,
but only to die. Thero was no doctor at
hand when ho landed, and in two hours
ho succumbed. IIo was very badly in
jured internally and his ribs were broken
in. An aged carpenter named George
Kobe, of Hamburg, Germany, was also
brought ashore, but died five days after
ward from exhaustion. Of those that
tried to savo themselves tho second mate
and eight sailors wero carried off into
tho surf and wero never seen again.
Ono fearfully mangled body was nil
tho sea gavo up. The people saved num
bered ten, including tho first mate. The
entire number of jiersons on board was
twenty-two. Nino men and tho baby
boy wero drowned, the captaiu and car
penter died after being rescued, and
uino men and Mrs. Fownes survived.
The natives of tho littlo island had
never boforo had white- jeoplo among
them, though they aro well acquainted
with the customs of Americans, and their
laws are similar. An inquest was hold
by the natives, and tho bodies wero iv.
eqwctfully buried , nnd a sto-j monu
ment, properly inscribed, shows whero
Capt. Fownes rests. Ho novor rallied
after being brought ashore, and his wife
never knew how the child was torn from
his arms.
Tlie rest of her story is vory simple,
steamers ever calling in at the closed
Ijurt, she was taken iu a jnnk to Dukin,
thence to Kagoshima. Kobe, and flmtllv
to ukobaiim. whore she remained for
seveutMB duy. At each stopping pUco
tho Japanese held an official inquiry into
tha cause of th wreck, ami furuUbed
Mr. Fownes with to reports of the iu
qwry iu the Japauete luiik-aak-e.-San
rrancuco Chronicle.
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