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AH descriptions of Jon I'rtut i ujar dene on short
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Killhead, letterheads roster eti-.. executed In
g.l style ami at lowest hvinn prlee.
Cigarettes anil IHcturea.
There is a suggestion of lechery In
certain windows in this city which
ought to be dealt with by the societies
who aim to suppress noxious literature.
This objectionable display is to bo seen
in a majority of all the w indows of the
cigar-shops, and especially those in
which cigarettes are tor Bale. It is com
posed entirely of the figures of young
women, who are seen posed in 'every
conceivable shape which (wniiis or af
fords a lascivious suggestion.
The purpose of this is plain. The
smokers of cigarettes are almost wholly
composed of boys and young men, who
are necessarily of a susceptible age, and
on whom it is intended bv these pictures
to produce something in the nature of a
conviction that the smoking of these
products is somehow a part of the
voluptuous exhibition. The feeble-minded
noodle who pulls the cigarette smoke
of burnt papers and tobacco through
his nostrils associates with each exhala
tion something of the sensuousness of
the window exhibitions. The dreamy
eyes, the suggestive lips, the naked,
well-rounded limbs, the exposed bust,
and the languishing pose of the figures
all become unconsciously a part of his
cigarette habit, and he is doubly demor
alised once by the enervating practice,
and again by the libidinous promptings
of the meretricious display.
The whole thing, both the smoking
and the painted invitations in the wiu
dows, is a deplorable debasement. It
is a sapping of the slender stock of
virility of the youth who offer the incense
of the cigarette at the shrines of these
aemi-dude voluptuaries. There is noth
ing about it, either in the effeminate
smokers or the painted sirens, that is
manly, robust, or strengthening. It is
a mistake to tolerate these gaudy pre
sentations, to permit them to influence
the weas souls and prurient natures of
the class that they reach. The seduction
offered by the window exhibition has a
tendency, in connection with the vice of
cigarette-smoking, to produce a class,
lascivious in thought, salacious in imag
ination, rickety in brain, and feeble,
marrow less, and exhausted in body. It
may be that it would be well to inter
pose no obstacle to this degradation of a
class, and it would be well, providing
the damage could be limited to those
now affected. They would in lime dis
appear, and society would be relieved of
their presence. "Unfortuuately. their
nee is contagious; they communicate it
to others, and thus their existence is
perpetuated.
Let the society having in charge the
matter of obscene literature and similar
ttamaging products take this condition
into consideration. There is certainly
in it an evil, and a growing one. It
may be possible that when a caliow and
incontinent youth can no longer be
stimulated by amorous suggestions when
he buys his cigarette he may cease to
patronize it. Chicago Times.
How to Head.
Nobody can be sure that he has got
clear ideas on a subject unless he has
tried to put them down on a piece of
paper in independent words of his own.
It ia an excellent plan, too. when yon
have read a good book, to sit down and
write a short abstract of what you can
remember of it. It is a still better plan,
if you can make up your mind to a
alight extra labor, to do what Lord
Stafford and Gibbon and Daniel Web
ster did. After glancing over the tide,
subject, or design of a book, these
, eminent men would take a pen and
write roughly what questions they ex
pected to find answered in it, what
difficulties solved, what kind of infor
mation imparted. Such practices keep
ns from reading with the eye only.
fliding vaguely over the page, and they
elp us to place our new acquisitions iu
relation with what we knew before. It
is almost always worth while to read a
thing twice over, to make sure that
nothing bas been missed or dropped on
the way, or wrongly conceived or inter
preted. And if the subject be serious,
it is often well to let an interval elapse,
ideas, relations, statements of fact are
not to be taken by storm. We Lave to
Steep them in the mind, in the hope of
thus extracting their inmost essence and
significance, if one lets an interval
pass, and then returns, it is surprising
bow clear and ripe that has become
which, when we left it, seemed crude,
obscure, aud full of perplexity.
All this takes trouble, no doubt; but,
then, it will not do to deal with ideas
that we find in books or elsewhere as a
certain bird does with its eggs leaves
them in the sand for the sun to hatch
and chance to rear. People who follow
this plan possess nothing better than
ideas half-hatched and convictions rear
ed by accident. They are like a man
who should pace up and down the
world in the delusion that he is clad in
sumptuous robes of purple and velvet,
when in truth he is only half covered
by the rags and tatters of other people's
east-off clothes. John Alorley.
Edison says that no experiment which
he has tried at niht ever failed. Now
what we wane to know is, did Mr. Edi
son ever try at night to find the matches
in his bare feet without disturbing any
of the furniture or stubbing his big toe
against seventeen different obstructions,
blaut Haven Aew.
CAJOLKU 11 V A WOMAN.
An Incident In tha Experience of a Reeret
Service lietectlve.
In the summer of 1804 complaints
were made to our bureau that some one
was shoving" bogus shin pi asters in
the neighborhood of Green Hay. A
good many hundred dollars worth of
the currency was lot loose all at once,
and 1 was detailed to proceed to Wis
consin and work up the case. It was
settled before 1 started that the "stuff"
had been printed from plates made by
an engraver known to in as Slick
Sam." His right name was, I believe,
George Disstou, and he was then in
State prison on a long sentence. It was
pretty certain that the plates had fallen
into the hands of some of his puis, and
were being made use of in a lively man
ner. It was probable that the priming
was being done in Chicago, and that an
agent" had struck Greeii Hay to un
load. Upon reaehing.tho place mentioned I
found that almost every branch ot trade
had suffered, aud pretty soon I was able
to show that most of the bogus money
had been passed Uxin them during one
week. Then they began to hunt up
sales aud romembur buyers, and it was
settled that the "shover" was an old
fxsyhaired man named Newell, who
ivod on a farm a few miles away. lie
had purchased dry goods, notions, hard
ware, drugs, and almost e 'erything
else, navimr shinilaters which ap
peared almost new. Jt was plain to me, !
after getting thus far, that he had i
bought his bogtts money outright of '
some agent, or had sent to parties in !
some city lor it,
I swore out a warrant for him, took
the cars to within four miles of his
house, and accomplished the rest of the
way on foot. lie lived in the woods, in
a log house, and hud but a few acres
cleared. Evidences of toverty and
guiltlessness could be found on every
baud. I was quite certain that I saw
him about the door of the house while I
was yet some ways off, but when I
reached it th door was shut and tio
one was in sight. However, after I had
done some lively rnppiug a muscular
woman about 30 years old otened the
door and inquired my business. I re
piled that I was an agent from Chicago
and desired to see her husband. She
invited me in, believing, as I meant her
to believe, that I had come as the agent
of the counterfeiter. She stated that
her husband was off tiuuliug, but would
be home soon.
After we had talked for half an hour
or more the woman's demeanor suddenly
changed. What aroused her suspicion
1 can't sav, but 1 saw that she looked on
me with ilistrust. Thinking that the
plain way was the best way I told her
who I was and niy erraud.
"So you are a detective, come to arrest
my husband!" she called in a loud
Toice.
1 sought to calm her. and had instant
success. She settled down in her chair
and said she had been execting it for
weeks, and that her husband must make
the best of the situation. She shed tears
and seemed much affected, and as the
time passed and I wanted to go out and
hunt up Newell she excused his con
liued absence and kept me seated on
the plea that he must soon show up. 1
had been there two hours when we
heard a voice shouting for help While
1 ran out doors she rushed into the
other room. 1 passed half-way arouud
the house to find the old man hanging
head downward, hands on the ground
and feet iu a small window four or five
feet up. Atier I had released him and
taken him into custody I found that he
tiad run into the room when he saw me
approaching the house. When the wife
raised her voice it was to warn him who
I was and w hat brought me there. He
climbed out of the window to escape,
but iu his descent his trousers caught
on a nan and held him fast. The wife
was detaining me iu order to give him a
good sunt, but it turned out that she
was only prolonging his sufferings. He
stood it until he could bear it no more,
aud then called out. The case against
him was so strong that he made no de
fense, and received a sentence of sij
years. UUioU Free lYess.
The Hand of a Thief.
The present rage for palmistry recalls
an incident which occurred half a dozen
years since at Bar Harbor. There were J
staying at ono of the hotels a pretty i
young widow from Baltimore who was j
versed iu the secrets of chiromancy and
a young Kentuckian who was par ex
cellence the lion of the season. Tha
widow tor some reason or other had
taken a whimsical dislike to the popular
southerner and hardly acknowledged
an acqu lintauce with him; yet he one
day ventured to ask her to read his
mind, as she had already deciphered
the palms of half the people in the
house. They lady first demurred, but
at length thiuking, as she afterward ex
plained, that it was simpler to do as she
was asked than to contest the point,she
requested the gentleman to show her
his hand.
He did so, and, with an involuntary
start of surprise and a frankness which
was evidently genuine, she exclaimed:
"Why, it is the hand of a thief!" As
the interview took place upon the piazza
in the presence of a group of boarders,
the position of the young man was a
sufficiently awkward one, but he did
not tlincii. As the lady checked herself
in evident confusion he responded with
the most perfect tact and self. control:
"Ah! Thank you. That suggests to me
a means of making my way in the world
that had never occurred to me; and
since the war we southerners have to be
on the lookout for opportunities."
His ready wit saved the situation.and
he was more popular than ever; but the
interest of the tale is that two or three
days after he was discovered stealing
the diamonds of a wealthy dowager,
and although the matter was hushed
up as much as possible for the sake of
the hotel and of the people who had in
troduced the Kentuckian, it somehow
leaked out that the rouge was an old
offender and a thief long known to the
police of New York and Philadelphia.
Boston tost.
"Well, Thomas, you say you have a
recommend?" "Waal, yes, sah; 1
brought my fadah long to recommen'
me; he's knowed me au my life, sah."
harper's Weekly.
A Nurse.
A nurse, a simple uurao to the unthinking'
On y a hiii, ami noihlnic bill a nml
A patient uomnii In her round of duly.
JL.iv iiir ami 'lying all unknown to fame.
Only a nurse, a messenger of merey.
An Ai'jrol aeni dim our snffi'ilnir rsce.
Wlih qulei aiep ami iciclcr hioul of heiillnf,
Uivlueat lly on her ircntle face.
When all the world lies wrapt in quiet slum
ber. Save th poor sufferer moaning on his bed.
Whose walcbtut eye wlih Ctutallaii leva keep
vtirll
Thmuu h tha Ion night wltb silent, softened
tread.
Only a nurse. In Duly all unahrlnhlnai
Hi f ire auch scenes nian'a aiouter heart
would qualli
B"e there 1 T al sweet, fair inrl In aortal trial
Is at ber st, tier wl:l her oouraire fall.
The fever we but terror-etruoli anonunter.
Or fly before wih aeiflsli, cow nl dread;
Whl e uurae ami doolor hnelen In the recoils
And (land uutiliiohlng by the ill token bed.
Hark I That weird bell an accident at mkt
nliriu. The uurso and doctor, wakeful, eloee at
hand.
Who minister to auffertn or dyino-.
The boaplial's ben to Utile bntidl
There you or 1 may In our n-ed find re fu ,
With kindly help and lovlna-, te dorrxre;
H'sp oi we itlve those brave, uuaeltlsh w
uien.
And nlitht and day remember tbem la
prayer.
Chambers Journal.
in imminent ri:itiu
The warm tropical moon threw Its
rays down uou the sleeping h iarnd't,
or country-place of Senor Don I'ablo
Maria Gomes. The long line of white
buildings, enclosing within them the
ymlto or eotirt-yard, where the air was
heavy with the scent of the orange
blossoms and fragrant with the subtle
odor of the limes, had in the moonlight
a strange weird look, as though they
were not real.
The house itself was of but one story,
and covered a wide expanse of ground.
Unlit of alone, its windows, with their
wooden bars, made it look something
like a goal; and its severe outlines and
sharp right angles gave little hint of the
wealth and luxury within. For Don
I'ablo was rich beyond almost the dream
of avarice.
He did not himself know the extent
ot his wealth. Lying there in the
moonlight, about a thousand yards
from the great house, were rows of
palm-huts, heavilv thatched, and in
these were the sleeping slaves. His
greatgrandfather had received the
grant from the king of Spain, and with
it an allotment of Indians, which prac
tically covered all that the Hidalgo
could capture. His son, I Km Pablo's
grandfather, had been among the fore
most to urge the iniHirlauce of negroes,
and had added Isrgely to the labor
force of the Esmeralda ranch.
Well fed and well treated, the slaves
had increased until Dot) I'ablo bad now
no very distinct idea of how many he
did own. In (slim of fact, just as iliey
were parts of his enormous estate fifty
one miles long by thirty wide which
he had never seen, so there were men
owned by him that he had never spoken
to.
But if Don Pablo did not know all.
his daughter and only child. Donna
Carmen, knew most of them.
Mounted upon one of her horsoa, and
aileiided by her peon, old Juau, she
rode here aud there over the place, and
knew almost every corner of it.
To say she was almost worshipped by
the eoiIe" is not to overstate the
thing iu the least.
Were any of them sick. Donna Car
men would" eive them medicine; were
anv iu trouble, to Donna Carmen they
would go for comfort; it would be diffi
cult indeed to say how many little
On mens had been named after her.
Wlieu then, Don I'ablo invited Don
Luii Medina, a third cousin of his, to
come to the ranch for a visit when his
daue liter returned for the last time from
the convent of Our Lady of Mercy,
where she had been educated, all the
women on the place rejoiced; for did
they not know that their eenorita had
been Octroi hed to Don Louis ever since
she was ten years old, aud was not Don
Louisas handsome and gallant a young
feliow as you could nioetP Most assured
ly he was.
The older men, however, were not so
well satisfied, holding, as they did. that
Don Louts might Do, and probably
was, all very well; but he was not. in
their opinion, worthy of Donna Car
men. The strongest believer in this
view was old Juan, who had looked af
ter his young mistress from the time she
was a little baby, and who worshipped
the ground she trod on.
However, as Juan would have felt the
same, no matter who came to woo, this
was, perhaps, to be expected. To tell
the truth. Don Pablo himself felt some
what the same way, and therefore, list
ened with great patience to old Juan's
grumbling.
But it was summer-time for the young
people. Riding out in the cool morn
ing, spending the hot noon on the wide
piazza. lazily reclining iu that universal
hammock of the Spanish race, filling
up the evening with music, with merry
talk, and joyous laughter, the days
went swiftly by.
Don Pablo would listen to the two,
happy in his daughter's happiness, aud
rccalliLg now and then, as he watched
thein. the days when he went to see his
Merced.is sne who died afu- a brief
two years of wedded life, and left a void
in her husband's heart, which had never
been tilled. And now his Carmen was
going to leave him; was thiuking more
of her future husband than of her fath
er, as that father believed. Is it any
wonder that Don Pablo was not offend
ed with old Juan?
The moon went down, and you could
faintly see in the darkness some dusky
figures stealing towards the house. A
dozen of them, all small, looking more
like boys than men. Gathering around
one of the windows, they worked at
something in silence.
By-and-by the wooded bars were
taken out, and some of them stole into
the room without a sound.
A noise like a cry cut short broke on
the ear, and then two figures passed
through the window, taken by the
watchers outside, and then the whole
Sarty disappeared as silently as they
ad come.
Don Pablo and his guest sat at early
coffee next morning, wondering greatly
why Donna Carmen did not come. Call
ing one of the women at last, Don Pab
lo sent her to ask the reason.
In a few momenta she rushed Into the
room.
"Senor, senoi t the sunorlta "
"Well, what?"
"The soiiofita ha gone!"
Gone!" exclaimed the two men in a
Lrealli. rising from their scats.
"Gone where?" added Pablo.
"Oil. senor, she's gone, aud the wtu
Uow "
Don Pablo rushed out of the room,
followed by Don Lulls.
The examination which followed dis
closed but little, except that Douua Car
men and her servant Manueln, who al
ways slept iu her room, had disappear-eti-liow,
was easily seen from I Ho open
window and cut bars.
There was no trace to bo found of
tracks. Nothing else seemed to have
been taken; simply, as the peon woman
had said, they were "gone. '
Don I'ablo sank under the blow. He
seemed as though he were in ifdreatu.
He satin a chair staring vacantly before
him, aud nothing they could do seemed
to rouse I win.
With Don Lmis it was different
Calling Juan, who, by-the-bye. was
nearly disiiacled, he asked him if they
had any t-ynroa, or tiger-hunters, uu
the estate.
L'uruiiig there were two, he sent for
them, and before long they came to
hi in. Tail, thin, almost gaunt men,
with more than one scar on their half
naked bodies; their long, black hair
twisletl up into knots on top of the head,
wilh henvv long knives hung at the
waist, aii'l in their hands the deadly
blow-guns.
They stood before the young man
listening Iu his rapidly told storv.
Then they begun their search.
Quartering the groitud to and fro,
thev examined every inch carefully, but
Without mil resiiii. Had thorn ever been
any trail, the peons trampling oyer it
would have effaced it long before.
At last the older of the two said to
Don Louis:
"Sriior, lot perts' (the dogs).
"Wnat a fool I ami Here, Juan,
bring the dogs here, and get that one of
mine. All you ptople. go iu the house
until we get the trail. Josefa, bring
me some dress that your mistress
wore."
In a moment or two Juan came out,
leading live dogs. Large, wilh heavy
dew-laps, rather short legs, but long
bodies, of a deep liver aud tan color,
they were as beautiful specimens of
the Spanish bloodhound us oue could
see.
Don Louis took the dress Josefs gave
him, and calling the dogs, gave it to
tlicui to smelt. This they did for some
time. Then, leading them to the win
dow, he let them loom. Generations of
luau-hnniing had taught these animals
what to do.
Slowly, wilh their noses on the ground
they circled round until at last oue of
them lifted up his head and gave a pro
longed bay.
Instantly the others gathered round
him, and after smelling lor a moment,
repeated the sound. Then they started
towards the canes, the tiger-hunters
following them, and behind Don Louis
and a dozen peons. Reaching the
canes, the hunters found the trail, and
examined it keenly for a few moments.
"Senor, they are Mueyeas," said the
older.
"Are you suro, Pedro?"
aenor."
"It's near the great feast, isn't it?"
".S aenor next month."
Don Louis hurried buck to the house
to see Don Pablo, aud to tell him tha
news.
The Mueyeas wore, in the old Span
ish days, the most dreaded of all the
tribes in New Grenada. Highly civil
ized, brave, and moat desperate war
riors, the old histories are full of ac
conuts of their raids. Like the greater
part of the South American Indians,
they worshipped the sun. and once a
year held a great feast in his honor,
at which they always had human sacri
fices. No need now to tell the two miser
able men on the hacienda why the light
of their eyes had been stolen away in
the night. Donna Carmen was destined
to have her heart torn from her body as
an offering "to the Great Lonl of the
Sky, the Mighty One. the Kuler of
the Four Pillars of the Earth lluana
chint There would be warriors and pilgrims
present by the thousand; there would be
offerings of gold and precious stones,
there would be solemn dances and
hymns sung in honor of their god, and
then the girl would be laid on the altar,
and the white-robed priest would offer
her bleeding heart before the shape
less stone which was held in such rever
ence. Small wonder, then, when Don Pablo
heard the name of the Mucyea. that he
threw off his apathy and prepared to
fight for his own,
lu a country where men habitually
travel in a somewhat rough and ready
fashion it does not take long to get
ready for an expedition, and in less
than an hour horses were saddled,
mules packed, and Don Pablo, with
Don Louis and some twenty mounted
peons, ail fully armed, had started.
As before, the dogs, followed by the
tiger-hunters, went first, aud about ten
yards behind these came the rest of the
party. They passed through the cane
patcii, struck the wide savannah, or
grazing part of the estate, and towards
evening came to the foot of the moun
tains. Here they had a long consultation.
The trail led right up the rocks, and
Don Pablo knew that about two leagues
in that direction would bring them to
ground where the animals could not
travel. Upon pointing this out to the
guides, the older advised that the main
road across the mountains should be
taken, aud the parly pushed forward as
fast as possible in order to intercept the
Mueyeas in the valley beyond.
This plan Don Louis strenuously op
posed, believing, as he did, that the
chance of losing them was too great.
After an animated discussion it was
finally arranged that Don Louis, with
the dogs, one guide and seven peons,
should follow the Indians, while Don
Pablo, with the rest of the party, should
try and cut them off
Tying bands of cotton around the
dogs, so that they could see them in the
dark before the moon rose. Don Louis
wrung the hand of Don Pablo convul
sively, as the latter said to him:
"If you cannot save her, my son, kill
her, if you can. It Is better that a
Christian maiden should die by tha
hand of a Christian cavalier than that
he should be offered up as a sacri
fice to those hideous gods of the sav
ages!" And Don Louis, ns he bent over to
receive the other's blessing, registered
a fearful vow lu his heart.
Leaving the rest Don Lmis and his
little finrty struck rapidly up the mount
nlu-side. The road became rougher
and rougher as 1 hey toiled up. the mules
being barely able, wilh much urging,
to keep pace with the dos. As for the
tiger-hunter, be seemed insensible to
fatigue, as he walked swiftly ahead of
the parly.
About half-psst one they cauiied,
and, taking some food, lay down to
rest
At daylight the next morning they
star.ed again.
At the height they now found them
selves, the scenery was inexpressibly
dreary; the senny vegetation scarcely
veiled the dark rocks; the mountains
were everywhere split into the most
fearful chasms and rifts.
About noon that day they had to
abandon the animals, and then began
tha chase 011 foot. Climbing with feet
aud hands up the rocks, they toiled on,
and towards nightfall reached the high
est point Here they canqwd again.
Once more at daylight they started,
and by two in the afternoon again
reached trees.
The guide, who had narrowly watch
ed the dogs, came to Don Iuls aud
to the
Louis,
party now. A word from Don
and all examined their weasns to see
that they were ready. Then onward
ooca more.
When the two girls. Donna Carmen
and Manuela, had waked up only to
find their beads wrapcd up in cloths
aud themselves bound, their terror was
extreme. Utterly unable to see any
thing, they felt themselves lifted up.
transferred from one to another, and
finally tied in the chairs which the
ludiaus carry on their backs.
Then they were taken rapidly over
the grouud, it being some eight hours
after their capture before the wrap
pings around their heads were taken
off.
As sewn as they saw their captors
they knew what fate was in siore for
them. Manuela burst at once into
team, and loudly bewailed her fate, but
Donna Carmen was ticrfectly still
She rode along, praying constantly,
although, wheti thought of her father
and of her lover obtruded themselves,
she had the greatest difficulty in keep
ing back the tears. She talked to
Manuela, trying to cheer her up with
the hope of rescue, although toor girl,
she had little belief in iu possibility
herself.
Beyond the fact that the men made
long journeys, and the girls weft) very
tired, they were treated well, aud fed
with the best the Indians had.
The' second night they camped In a
little glade in the forest; the Indians
slung a hammock for Donna Carmen,
and spread a mat for Manuela, and then
building a fire, begau to cook.
Donna Carmen was lying in her ham
mock, the tears which ahe had kept
back ail day streaming from her eyes,
while below her, on the ground,
Manuela had sunk into a troubled sleep.
Suddenly they were startled by the
sound of guns, and six of tho Indian
Found the tire sprang iulo the air only
to fall prostrate.
The next moment Donna Carman
heard the voice of Don Louis as he
dashed into tha open space sword in
band.
"Louis, Louis!" she screamed, and in
a second he stood between her aud the
savages.
The tiger-hunter bounded into the
lace, aud with his machete, or long
nito. cut off the arm of a man who
had just raised his deadly blow-gun.
The dogs followed, and seizing threa
of the Indians, fairly tore them ia
pieces.
In the meantime, however, two of
them had got their blow-guns raised,
and the two little darts flew through
the air, one striking Manuela on the
arm. and the other Don Louis in the
cheek.
It was their last shot, however, for,
with savage yells, tne peons closed ia
on them aud simply hacked them to
pieces.
When Don Louis was struck, he did
not know it, and would certainly have
died had it not been for the tiger
hunter. Coming up to him he cut the
arrow out, and was then going to suclc
out the poison, when Donna Carmen,
pushing him to one side, knelt down,
and, applying her lips to the wound,
saved her lover's life Not any too soon,
however.
It was two days before Don Louis
was well enough to be even carried in
a litter, aud before that time Don Pablo,
with his party, guided by the other
tiger-hunter, had joined them.
Poor Manuela was buried in the
woods. The slow journey back to the
hacieada took nearly a week; but it was
not more than six weeks before a bril
liant wedding saw Don Louis and
Donna Carmen made man and wife. It
was then that Donna Carmen gave two
of the hamdsomest Spanish guns that
could be bought for money to the tiger
hunters, one of which, preserved by the
descendants of the younger, 1 saw when
I heard the story.
Tell Your Wife About It.
I think it is safe for a man to tell his
wife all he knows. And it is unsafe for
him to keep her in ignorance of his
financial a It airs, or in ignorance of any
thing bearing directly upon her do
mestic affairs. The judgment of most
true wives and mothers is often remark
ably good; better, iu many cases, than
that of tiieir husbands. "Tell your
wife," should be the husband's motto.
No need to ask wives to tell their hus
bands all they know. They do it any
how. And this is no slur on them, for
they have a right to. Zen as Dane, ia
(Jood Housekeeping'.
Justice Mansfield, of Vernon a. N. Y.,
is the oldest justice of the peace iu tha
United States, being 91 years old.
Aunt Maria on Rvnilaj Observance.
Aunt Maria has been our cook for
twenty years, and though she sometimes
nods in the chimney-corner, shu ia not
so old as to burn the roast beef or scorch
the biscuits.
Aunt Maria generally wears a bright
colored handkerchief upon her head in
the shae of a cornucopia. When she
puts ou one as crimson at a scrap of
sunset, nud very stiff with starch, she is
in a talkative mood.
At such limes she loves to sit iin an
old horse-hair sofa in the corner of the
kitchen, and tell what she calls, "Do
tale my grau'daddy told uie w'en 1
wua a gaL
During the Christmas' holidays Aunt
Maria entertained her young nephew
from the city with an oimismiih story,
evidently intended to "point a moral''
through the medium of the sujajruat
uraL "I'll tell you," she said, with an air
of infinite instruction, "w'ata 'possum's
like." '
"lie's 'bout twict de size ob a gro wed
up cat an' he's gray an' sorter ehagvy,
wid long wool, but nit ain't kinky like
a nigger a. He's got fuel like a cat, an'
his tail Is ex cl'ar ob ha'r c a hoop
staff Dat's da doscribcmeiit ob hint.
"He's a powerful deceivin' animal.
He acts jest like he's dead wlieu he
ain't He lays 011 de grouu' quietsouie
es a corpse, an' dey ain't uuthin' kin
beat bis decoiviuuisa.
"1 know some humans dat plays
'possum ter keep from gwiu ter work,
au' 1 ain't got no-use for such trash.
"A fat 'possum is better eatin' dan a
roas' pig. He's greasy au g-od ter de
tase. Some people rutlier chaw ou de
bones ob a 'poeeuiu dan de meat ob a
rabbit
"Dar's a mighty big difTrunce 'twin
a 'possum an' a 'coon. 'Coon meat is
a heap slrongerter ua taste dan 'possum
meat, au' dey dou't favor wuu auudder
eunv ways.
"bar's a teetotal difTrunce 'twixt all
de auimil. I'm gwm ter sing a song
fcr you dat do ctlllud folks sius 'bout
de coon, de 'mm-uui, an' de rabbit"
Without further preface. Aunt Maria
plunged into the liveiiealof tune, which
she sang in a somewhat era. ked but
very energetic voice. The words of the
chorus were these:
Di race -u laie irol a rln all 'roiio'.
An' - 'poesuin lull go lar,
e ratdd' u,' 't no mi! al all,
llui a e i! liuix-h uu Ini'r.
Aunt Maria's Oelighted listener asked
her enthusiastically losing something
els-.
"I'm oblecued lor you. honey," she
replied with evident gratification, "but
I'm fleshier dan 1 use ter be, an' l'se
ITol do usiualict in my dust, i'ne afeard
ter sing, 'cept wuust 111 a while. But
I'll tell you a taie dat my grau'daddy
told uie Isml a man dat used ter hab
de wickedness ol liuutni' on Sundavs.
Grau'tiitildy aaol de man he w as a
nigger man Hal nuzn't converted by
bapliziu' loileiud liuutni' fcr a bisnesa
all de days ob de eck. au Sundays too.
"He wuz a big 'possum-hunter. He
went out wuu Sunday mte w id a gang
ob dogs ter hunt fcr se.-uins.
"Aller awhiln de dogs got on de trail
ob a 'immmjiii. an' treed uu. De dogs
wua a good w ays ahead ob de man, an'
he called ter do 111, an' kep' tlvui baying
al de true tel he come.
"When he got dar he seed a big w'te
thing civeriug up de limbs of de dee.
He tuk his ax. au' struck a heaby lick
inter de tree, an' cul hiioown. But
'iwaru't a live .'jxevuui he ootched,
J if! de gvse ob wuu! .
"Do eperit spoke ter him an Bed:
'Muuday nite, Chuseday nite. Wensday
nile. Thursday nite, rid ay nite. Sad -uay
nite, Huudny poor 'poaauin
cau't git no res'.
"Den de gose pitched on him from de
tree, au' wrapjH-d him an' his dogs up
in a sheet Au' w'en dusiierit tinwoun'
hit de dogs run ned olfau nebb. r wux
seed uo mo' by nobody. Du man went
home, au' tuck ter his b-d au' died.
"An' 1 b'lieves de killiu' wuz done by
de Lord, 'case de hunter man nebber
minded w'at de good book acs 'bout da
keepin' ob du Lord's day." WUUam IL
Uay ne, ia Southern Uivvwic
a-
The ltoatl to l"rop-erley.
The history of the last fifty years of
business in the United States teems with
the same lessons. There is no royal road
to prosperity. The heights of permanent
success can be attained only by steady
climbing, step by step, over toilsome aud
often very rugged paths. There are
very few strong business concerns in
this country that began on a large
scale. Nearly all started with but little
capital and worked their way to their
present dimensions and power by
thrift, industry, aud perseverance. In
the days of their weakness the founders
of these houses were taught by experi
ence how to overcome the difficulties
they encountered. Even the tew enter
prises that started in a lame way that
have proved successful have been found
ed and managed by men who gained
their wisdom and skill by long service in
building up similar undertakings from
very small beginnings. As a rule men
of this kind succeed in what they under
take, because they combine prudence
with enterprise, and never venture be
yond their depth. From Uie Manu
faclurera Record.
Methoda ul au Inventor.
There is a president of a tool-building
company in one of our eastern cities
who is a thorough mechanic and a suc
cessful inventor. In oue of the draught
ing rooms is a table with square, rule,
pencil, and a few other appliances al
ways on it Perhaps this table may be
visited three or four times a day by the
president, who will jot down figures,
draw a few lines or make a sketch. He
may not come for several days, and lie
may work at the board or table for
several hours at a lime. At last the
work is thought out aud its elusiveness
is fixed by the penciling. The result is
then properly drawn, patterns are made,
the castings are finished, and the ma
chine is completed. All this is the pro
cess of thought-growing, lasting per
haps for weeks or mouths. During
that incubating time the idea possessed
the inventor in as true a sense as that
he possessed the idea. Probably no
merely literary effort required greater
devotion to its subject, more intense
thought, or more exercise of the reason
and judgment Boston Budget.
M1MKITVO LINKS.
Little bed-post bu rung by elec
tricity are now used to waken sluggards
in Belgium.
A blind citizen of Steubenville. Ohio,
claims to be able to tell the color of a
horse by the sense of touch.
Kaiser Wilhelin Is economical. He
uses a second time nearly all the
envelopes of the documents addressed
to him.
It is said there is but one building in
tha cily of Buffalo, N. if., to-day that
conforms exactly with the building
regulations.
A steamer with a stirring screw has
just cut the water that rolls 'twixt
Dover and Calais in fifty-eight minutes.
That is how far England and Franca
are apart
Arizona has but ten counties, and
Pima la the oldest of them alL It was
settled by European, aud it early
history makes up the annals of Arizona
for more than 160 years.
Gen. I toper A. Pryor still wears bis
hair long and still carries himself like a
soldier, but he is notably stouter and
dresses leas like a Virginian and mora
like a Broadway man.
Zigzag lightning seized by the camera
of AL Mousette, iu Paris, proved to be
a spiral The streak cork-screwed its
way from the cloud instantly to the
much-smitten earth.
T. A. Edwards, of Union City, Erie
county. Pa., owns a live while robin. It
was captured young in the spring of
1&85. and is a robin in structure, song
and habits everything but plumage.
The Kov. Dr. J. G. Aimstrong cf
Atlanta, tho somewhat sensational
preacher who strongly resembles Wilkes
Booth, has abandoned the pulpit and
gone into the life-insurance business.
Miss Nellie Nevada Moore is the chief
architect aud builder of a charming
house In which she lives near Pittsburg.
She wears trousers when doing men s
work, but when that is over she dons
skirts again.
The retail grocers of Winnipeg.
Manitoba, have formed an association
for mutual protection, especially agaiust
local grocery aud provision peddlers,
and the system of retailing carried on
by wholesale dealers.
A Vienna writing-master has written
forty French words on a grain of wheat
that are said to be easily legible for.
good eyes. It has been placed in a
glass case and presented to the French
Academy of Sciences.
Children playing in the bed of Silver
Creek, right in tne city of Siiverton.
Ore., found a piece of gold-bearing rock
very ricii in the precious metal, aud now
there is a gold craze among the in
habitants of the little city.
Senator Butler of South Carolina is
said to strongly resemble the face of
Commodore Perry as depicted In the
painting in the capital at Washington.
Commodore Perry was Senator Butler's
uncle on his mother's side.
Dr. Boyd-Carpenter, Bishop of Ripon,
when laying a corner-stone recently
was invited by the architect to become
an oerative mason" for a few min
utes. "No." said he, "I cannot become
an operative mason; but I aiu a work
ing Carpenter."
The emperor of China's new throne
in Shanghai is to bava its foundation
and peOeslai made of gold bricks, and
the sub-prefect of Sociiow has sent to
Pekin 3.0m pieces of solid gold bricks,
of the ordinary shape of clay bricks,
for this purpose. '
Judge Tuur.ee of "Fool's Errand"
fame bas invented a harness for borses
which does away with leather alto-
gether, aud consists entirely of brass
and steel. He bocs to make a fortune
out of his patent to reimburse him for
his losses in publishing the tnlmeuL
There bas been formed iu London an
association 'Tne Society for the Pre
vention of Hydrophobia aud the Ro
fortu of tho Dog Laws" having for its
main object the enforcement of a better
control over dogs. One of its methods
will be to accomplish the destruction of
dogs of low degree.
Stonewall J a at Manaaaaa.
I never was clow t. turn on the field
of battle but once that was on the hill
not far from the Henry house, at the
first battle of Manassas. He was ex
tremely pale, but his eyes glared with
an unnatural brilliancy. It was on
that occasion that Col. Baylor of Aug
usta county rode hurriedly up to him
and said: "General, my men are arm
ed with the old flint-lock musket and
not half of them will fire.'" He replied:
"If you will examine it you will find
that old musket bas the best bayonet in
the world. Use the bayonet, colonel."
In a short while the federal troops be
gan to give way. and it is possible that
this circumstance turned the tide of bat
tle. I have seen the statement some
where that Gen. Bee said to him. "Gen
eral, they are beating us back." and
Jackson s reply was: "We will give
them the bayonet, sir." This may be
true, but it is probable that the remark
made to CoL Baylor was afterward
claimed to have "been made to Gen.
Bee. I will never forjret the terrific
fighting that evening about 3 o'clock
the roar of artillery, the screaming,
bursting shells, the rattle of small
arms. The smoke "blinded roe; I stoop
ed low to see how to lead my men. Wo
were almost exhausted, and burning
with thirst Beauregard galloped by;
this gave us some hope, and we cheer
ed him and pressed on. The federals
fought desperately. At last I saw Jack
son, and 1 felt safe, for his presence al
ways inspired his men with confidence.
That evening he was shot through the
bridle-hand. Gen. Imboden approach
ed, called his attention to the fact and
suggested surgical aid. Jackson said:
"It Is a mere scratch, sir." His hand
was bound up with a sash, he continu
ing on the field until the engagement
ceased. He then repaired to the place
where the wounded had been collected.
The surgeons were busy, of course.
One of them, seeing Gen. Jackson, ap
proached and offered him assistance.
The general insisted that the surgeon
attend to those who were more seriously
hurt than himself, saying he preferred
watting until the private soldiers were
relieved. Southern Bivovaa.