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About The Lebanon express. (Lebanon, Linn County, Or.) 1887-1898 | View Entire Issue (Oct. 17, 1890)
The l.utle White School House. In tho little white -bool-boMe Just tinder ths fXsXt bid bv the maples, nnd rinse to the mill, TV hose Ki'io spreading bin tithe afforded. swot shaae M we listened to the n.uslo tbc old mill wheel tnaiis 1 , With Its bin antj whirr. It's clatter una dlu, U iiiarshalied us out nnd ushered us In. A pleasanter resting place, could ne'er bav been tound. Than this roomy and airy old pleasure WltJ. rwcarrlpt of green and walls or old trees. And pltmpses of alsy shining' blue through the leaves, , MalnnK picture so pleaslnsr on memory a wa.ll. That the stoutest heart softens as those days they recall. The serial for entering now falls on the eay Tis the old school beU ring-ine. In tones loud ' and clear, ,To tasten the loiterer that laps by tho way. 'And bids the busy ones cease from the play. Refrain front their mischief, laufrhter and fun. He earnest and studious for school has bemin, Oa throush the entrance that, leads to the room, ... With never a sunbeam to lighten the gloom, We entei the school-room so narrow and low. Through the wide open windows the summer winds blow; And the murmur of voices floats out on the As they answer the roll-call, or Join In the prayer. On the rontrh wooden benches, narrow and lov. Are bright faces shining, with health's ruddy glow. Over exercise ponring some are earnest Intent, W hile an occasional urchin on mischief Is bent; Fearing the penalty of being detained after school. Or committing to memory some unpleasant rule. - We gaze at the old desks grimy and black. And a host of fond memories carry us back To the bright days of childhood so happy and guv. E'er sorrow or trouble could drive them away: Reluctant to leave it, I pause on the sill. Breathe a praver for the school-houses just under the hill. Good Housekeeping. BATHS IN ALGIERS. lvegrcued Ills Charity. An editoron ltis way home uight bes ' fore last met one of those homeless uu ! f.irrunntea of the canine race with which the PittsLure streets are always i well supplied, ami said some trifling ; I word of kindness to it. This struck the cur as extraordinary tor home less curs expect curses and kicks and precious little else that it insisted on sticking close to the newspaper man until he reached home, and the latter hadn't the heart to send it away. The dog can I no harm in one nijrht," said he to himself, "and the children want a dog for a playmate. I'll give the boast a night's lodging at all events.'" , So the ciu which was of no particular breed, not over eight inches high, with a black coat and a white patch on its nose, was allowed to enter the house. When the editor got up early yester day uiornitiir the first thing he heard was a racket in the lower part of the house, which was only comparable to that made by the animals in a circus about dinner time.. There were Tell bv the score, and crashes as of falling chinaware. and now and thei the snannv bark of a dosr. The" bark reminded him of the eur he had taken in. "That blessed dog is having a picnic down stairs," he said. Ilewasrisht. The dog was having o end of a eood time. So were the children. So were not the furniture. the curtains and the carpets in the parlor. When the editor rot down stairs he met the dosr running at full tilt through the hall and back again into the par lor, where two usually demure little Mere Nonwnae. girls were also rushing about trying to imitate the unbridled antics of the uiis- Hew tke Unlucky Mortal Is Pounded and Boasted While Taking a Bath. No traveler in the East can consider ; his sojourn complete without the ex perience at least, if not luxury, of a Turkish 05 Moorish bath. If you go, you go to perspire, and to see everybody ana everything around you perspire. After undressing and depositing your watch and valuables with the proprietor, go to the hot room and stretch yourself upon a raised platform in the center of the tepidari. um, built of large slabs of marble over an oven, in which a raging lire is eager to roast you. Think of the dolmens of old upon" whose backs the Druids offer ed their sacrifices, and imagine your self any animal you please. When you are roasted on one side, turn over and try another corner of your altar to find a cool spot. Then lie on the stone floot and let vour srinnine attendant crack your bones, pull your joints, and twist vour neck, and "knead you with his hands, and walk over you with his knees; then let him roll off your old skin, and with evident pride lay before you long strips of your worthless hide, a dozen of them in a tow; then you be gin to realize that you have had one bath ia vour lifetime that has been of some genuine use to your human exist ence. Pumice-stone for the soles of your feet, and strong soap, and wisps of hemp or some similar fiber, help to . take of your second skin, bnt you keep on vour "third to go home with bv fixing it with a bucket or two of cold water. Then, to keep what remains of you to gether, and to prevent your third skin from tryine to sret away, your attend ant wraps you tightly in towels as big -wreueets, ana your neaa in si mroau. and perches vou on high wooden, san dals to keep your feet out of the water. for the pavement is also perspiring freely; small rivers flow ia every direc tion. In this becoming srarb, like a man buried by mistake in the cata combs, you come forth and lie down with the other mistaken corpses, and aelp them drink tea, and perspire once more, and throw another mantle of moke about you with a long pipe. Then you are fit for nothing; lie still and let the world was as it wilL -The baths are the great places of rendezvous for the Arab women, who spend an afternoon there frequently their hoar3 being from noon till seven) , and they certainly deserve this much of social intercourse. They are seen with their children m the streets going to the bath, accompanied by a gorgeous nefrress carrying a bronze vessel niied with recessarv articles, and other bas kets and bundles containing: a complete change of linen, also several strings oi orange blossoms. Orange-flower water is not to be foreotten, for it enters ex tensively into their luxuries as a drink with their meals and as a perfume. For the latter purpose a bottle of brass, sil ver, or gold, with long neck and a pepper-box termination, is used, with which they sprinkle guests at home and fnend3 at the bath as well as them selves. The baths, again, "take in washing,'1 especially of h?-vy woollen burnooses, haiks, blankets, etc., which the attendants and the moutcho (a youns boy-servant, whose name is evi dently of Spanish origin) wash with their feet aad plenty of soap and water on the pavement in the hot room. Thes articles are nuns:, with the bath towels and other linen, to dry on the terraces. To make a study under drippings of such an entire laundry may be looked upon as a feat, aside from the fact that the moutcho seemed afraid to leave me within reach of such valuable wet lin en. With sulphur fumigations the yel low burnooses, arranged like tents over """""the smoke, are bleached. This opera ' tion is equal to a thousand matches burning unwelcome incense under the artist's nose. The bath attendants are apparently wonderfully constituted to avoid rheumatism and pneumonia; they go in and out of the heated room for "hours tosether with only a towel round their loins, but they do catch cold all the same. A. bridgman, in . Harper's Magazine. An Artist's Vocabulary. The only mark of their identification that we can think of is their decided tendency to cultivate a special parlance to use an artist s vocabulary; a tech i. boIostv which to the uninitiated ear is - equal to any Gypsy lingo, pigeon Eng ' lish, or dog Latin. As a general thing the richer this vocabulary becomes the more indefinite are its terms. It you listen to a group of students in an art erallery you are apt to hear some such expressions as these: "Isn't that a stun ning Millet? I tell you what, there's tone for you!" "But I like the quality in that Rousseau better; that s atmos phere; it hangs together, too; I call that harmony." "That chase over there 's eot some stnnninsr bits to it. V "Yes, I Tike some of the morceaux, but the technic is the thinsr; lust look at that brushwork." Furthermore, vou would hear men tioned "nice feeling," "a well balanced composition," "loud," "hard," erode," - "dry, ' and "'"raw color, and many other terms whose meaning is depend ent upon the artistic context. V- "Don't you think that 2io. i0, over ' r-trifire. is a 'howler'?" we remember be- f ing asked once by a speaker who - pointed to a painting by Wyant a ; most delicate, misty, Adirondac scene! -r t "howler" was meant a notice- 1ctnre or one that possessed sal- it qualities. the remark being intend i , , i as entivffiwcompumepmry. jlthcbi Knavfft. in Vie Jjmerican Magazine. A New York manufacturer advertises for "men to hang duflib-waiters." This is too severe. A dumbVaiter is often preferable to the loquacious waiter. It is the waiter who expects a fee larger than the price of oneN dinner that should bo hanged, if any. ivor ristovm Herald. X The Imtest In Perpetual Motion. guided dog. It took some rnmutei to uartiallv restore order and tie iir the dor. the following is. an exact account of the damaare done the editor found his reoortorial experience of service in ascertaining the facts: All of the skia on one nose belong ing to the youngest, a boy, who lAl over the dog on the gravel path. Tcps of a choice selection cr pan- sies, just planted in the yard, chewed off. . - Paiut on the bottom of all the doors and wainscoting in the lower part o the house scratched btyond redemption. Valuable curtains on the windows of the best parlor worked into an irregu lar fringe anybody wholikes the dog teeth paitern can obtain these curtains cheap. One vase, knocked into (esnmaieu; 125 pieces. 1 hree pinafores uu one pair ox uauy shoes more or less ornamented with eccentric marks of dog s teeth and paws. ... .. . , tit i All the chairs m uie pttrior, nan anu sitting-room paw-marked. Three children infected with au un reasonable lore for a homely and home less eur. And r,ome other things. ISltxburg Vi.ijt'itdi. A great deal of written and spoken nonsense is nousense. not because words are misused, but because they are ill-placed. Here are some examples: 1. "He blew out his brain safter saying cood-bve to his wife with a blunder- nss." 2. "Beliisr e:iiv killed. I sent a partr in search of hU'mangled body." 3. "1" could, not -ros-vxamine my hihlreti in tho family history of Sir Charles (Jraiulwon and Harriet Byron, as Lord Macaulay sometimes did. 4. We complimented them upon dis cussing matters which were In some countries found irritating in so calm a way." 5. "A lantern of linen and emliossed copper hang from the cen ter, thick Turkish carpets cover the around, and an enormous kiioU of brass, about six feet high, surrounds it." 6. "lie had jumped into tho river alter fastening a rope around his neck, the end of which was fastened to a big stone." 7. "A tent large enough to contain fifty persons of line work manship." As regards the ln-st example. 1 fail to see how a man can sav goou- bye to his wife w ith a blunderbuss. As regards the secomi. ll lite writer was carlv killed, how does he manage to write afterward of how lie sent out a party, etc? The third sentence is a gem Iron Sir jionrv noiiamis - iveeo lectioiis." I don't know what it im plies; but it may imply that Lord Maeaulev was iu the habit of eateehis- inr either his own children or Sir Henrv's on the subject of Sir Charles Gran'dison; or that lie was iu the habit of cross-examininsr his own children on some other topic. In sentence four I read about matters bcinaj irritated in so calm a way. and I feel quite sure that that is not quite what the author intended me to understand from his words. In five I am puzzled to know whnt tha knob of brass surmounted. Syntax answers that it was the ground; but I suspect that it may have been the eentrr of the lantern. ' In sis 1 learn for the first time that a man can tio the end of his neck to a stone. 1 n seven make the acquaintance of fifty people of tine workmanship, and I am sure am proud to know them. A simple nn-.vns-euient of words 'will set most of these curious sentences right. t hat a nitv it is that the writers did not make the simple rearranjrement in stead of leavinsr their readers to do it. OisfT Saturday Journal. A iJinslilnR Itooster. A True Hero. Many Americans are familiar, savs tViA "mv York .?. with the history Father Da mien, the heroic vouiil' Bel gian priest, who in IS7:1 voluntarily took up his abode" in the islaud 1 Molokai. w hither lepers arc taken from the Hawaiian islands, lie has since labored to lighten the lrief eaitb.lv lot of the wretched outcasts. After thir teen years' almost miraculous' immu nity Father Damien was seized by the deadlv disease, and now it seems as though death will tvm end his suffer ings, lie continues, however, to min ister to the spiritual and temporal wants of tin' tuxtr lepers, assisted bv Father Joseph, another devoted priest. who ioined him in 1SC0. The follow ing letter, dated Kalawao. Molokai, Nov. 8. 1X87, has jnst been received in London by an English friend of the brave writer: The disease on me works more now at the exteriors and does not give me so much pain in the limlm. In regard to the cure of this, our incurable dis ease. I leave that in the hands of Al mighty iod, who knows letter than I do what is best lor our sanctincation during our short stay in this world. The blessed Virgin! our common mother, iu whose hands I have intrust ed mv health from the day I put my feet in this asylum of death, could very easily obtain me. a miracle, but she, too, knows better than I do what may shorten mv road to heaven; ana. for mvself. I feel very happy and well pleased with my lot. Since the change of our government I have re ceived a great number of lepers, and probably a great addition is to follow. I have here under my special guardian ship fifty boys, who occupy pretty well all my .spare time, ine orotner with me is" greatly occupied dressing sores an 1 other "similar occupations. Our two churches are pretty well crowded on Sundays, and every morn inff and evenins: a srood number assist at divine worship. I will have to bnry this afternoon two old Ieper3 in one grave." Just a Trifle too Shrewd. The historian of the Boston Jtecord ha9 a small nephew w ho says some cute thinjrs once in a while. He no tices annuals a great deal, i lie otner day. while out walking, he became much interested in the movements oi a lot of feathered beauties, headed by a handsome rooster, which were crossing the road w ay jnst ahead. .They got over in safety, but one oi the ioh is naa narrow escape from being run over by a oassinsr team, and her frantic at tempts to llee from impending danger excited him considerable. Just as she reached the sidewalk the rooster crowed lustily, and Master Bert turned to the historian with indignation in hi tone. "Uncle, uncle," he cried, "isn't that rooster naughty to laugh at ths hen so?" He once accompanied his parculsaud the historian on a pleasure trip down the harbor. When our destination was reached he placed his small hand ia the historian's 7 3-1 palm and an nounced his intention of walking out with him. It so happened that roast real bad 'teen the principal feature on the dinner-table tle ' yr-vv!H. and the historian, iu a : i sundry questions, had civen his nephew con siderable of a lesson on the subject. We had not gone far before he spied a eow ami calf in an adjoining field. Full of the importance of his discovery he rau baek'tijfcliis mother as fast as his legs would carry htm. shouting in his shrillest tones: Mamma mamma! come quick and ce tho eunning little veal!" The Emperor's Favoi-fte Hymn. Under the heading of the "Emperor Frederick's Favorite Hymn." the music shops of Berlin are exhibiting a hymn set to music by Robert liadecke. The words are by Earnest von Y illich, the onlv son of Ehrenfried von Willich, the stepson of Sohleirmtcher, composed at 12 years oi age. when tne boy lay on the bed from which he never ro again. The hymn, and the tui to wrhieh it is set, pleased the present Eni ueror so much that he often order d it o be sv.sg, and so it has got to bt ac cepted as his far le. In as clo e translation as possible the hvmn ttn as follows. When the Iyjrd me sorrow semi. For the last twenty years David Jen nings, Oneida, has been trying to solve perpetual motion. He has had his model in operation for several days in the Evans House. Tho workings of the machine have been witnessed oy n least a thousand people, representing ' points as far distant as Philadelphia, K'cw York, Boston, and Chicago. At tho time the Herald's reporter and art ist visited Mr. Jennings at his model room and work-shop he said he had numerous oilers of fabulous sums for xn Interest in his Invention. In the centre of the room stands tho iinf ty-seventh model that Mr. Jen nings has experimented upon. Tho in ventor was not loath to allowau exam ination of the machine, and he proceed ed to fct his motor in motion. The machine is suspended in a wood- n liiiiise aiiont six feet long, z xeei wide, and 7 feet high, and is in the form of an endless chain, which runs in the tijniro of a triangle over three pulleys. caving three spaces or grades to pass over, one going down, anoiner up, ana third about on. a level. The line traversed Is nearly like the framework of a harp standing upright. I ho down Hue of the chain is nearly as long as the other two. The links are about two inches in lensrth and are almost ia the shape of a triangle. At the top of tho frame Is located the main pulley. over which tho chain runs. It is at tached to a small shaft, which is geared to a llvwhccl about three feet in cir cumference, and which, Mr. Jennings said, could be made to make about l.OW revolutions a minute. The links of the chain are so made with automatic-woiklng hooks that as they move over the wheel at the top and becin to descend the hooks catch up every other link and make a double hain of It. 1 he links nrc held In place until each one begins to turn to go up, when the hook drops out and the chain moves by single links. Mr. Jennings eavs that the weight coins up is only about nan mat wnen going aowu. u Increased weight downward serves to pull the sin-rle link chain up and ... . . . 1 . 1 around the two siues oi mo inanpe, th inventor savs. The main puUey wheel on top is cotmuwd of two disks. upon the outer edge of which rests the axles which run through the liukj of the chain, and w hich it supports as the chain runs over the wheel. 1 ho chain must be properly hooked by hand be fore It can be started on its first per- netual-motion tour. It H said. It is claimed that the machine now on ox hibition Is about one-tenth horse power. To start the motor Mr. Jennings re moved a small pin located oa an upper corner of the frame, and apparently the chain started off on Its triansular tour without any power, and craduallv gained momentum. Mr. Jennings stepped to the opposite side of the frame and regulated the motion with a small brake. "It has been tiveutv-one years since I built my first model to try and solve the perpetual motion problem," said Mr. Jennings, "and since that time I have spent more than f 10,000 ia my experiments. I have built ninety -seven models and experimented onmoretnaa sixty-different principles." In reference to securing a patent on his invention, Mr. Jenningssaid: The papers are in Washington, and my Syracuse attorneys are hastening mat ters as mucn as possioie. .?yrucim Ut-rald. A Vapor Hath on the Frontier. I In 1770 I started from Cottistoek 6 prospecting expedition. The first day we traveled ah-uil thirty miles and! camped on tlte Carson ltivcr below Fort Churchill. It was my luck to have been mounted on a bucking mustang. I had been pitched over his head nnd over bis tall nud had besides gone oil once or twice on side excurs ions. I had not been on a horso be fore for years and the constant jolting receiwd was about as bono breaking as mv tumbles anions the rocjes. i was sore from tho crown of my head to the soles of my feet. I feared I would not bo able to mount my mus- ang the next morning. I therefore letermined to drive tho pain out of my body by means of a hot bath. I took a shovel anil leveled a spnee or ground on the bank of the river about six feet long and three, feet wide. 1 then gathered sonio dry cottonwood and willow poles, brush, and such other fuel as I could and built a fire on the charred patch of ground. When the fire had burned down and tho bed of coals left had begun to die out, I raked all off down to the ground. Ithendug up the ground to the depth of two or three inches, throwing out all cobble stones and sticks, when I leveled it all down and spread on It one of my .-. ' . . . r The Old Home Itcisited. blankets. I then covered mvself with the other blanket, tucking in bothhead and heels. A hotter bath I never ex perienced. A sort of dry vapor poured up out ot the lrrouml that al most cooked mo. It poured tip through the blanket in a thousand streams and had a strong flavor of mother earth. I stood the heat an hour or two, then was obliged to remove to cooler quarters, w hen 1 cooled down by degrees In order not to take cold. The next morning I awoke without a single pain or ache and as "limber as an eel." Although no moisture was perceptible in the ground on which 1 built my tire, yet a certain degree of moisture seemed to have come Into it when 1 raked away the nre and began stirring up the son. We were ont in the mountain about a month. While in Humboldt range oue of my party had an attack of mountaln-fevcr. I made a big sage brush fire on the little flat In which we were camped and gavn him one of my baths. He howled like a coyote about the heat. He swore he was being cooked alive and I had hard work to keep him under the blankets for an hour. He would have been ontin spite of me had I not handed our guide, a wild raw Indian, a shotgun and told him to shoot the man if be got up. The patient knew that the Indian was just big enough fool to shoot, and so was obliged to confine himself to groans and howls until I toot the gun away from the Indian and relieved him of bis watch. The Indian was sulky the remainder of the evening, as he did not like Tom and hoped to have been allowed to shoot, lorn never had the least sign of mountain-fever during the remainder of the trip, and always after the experience of that eveniug was ready to take his turn ai uxking, getting wood, or hunting horses. Virginia City letter to Salt Lake Tribune. The iletir ol.l home In gulden PUfillffht lor. All lur the flmule people toHna iro Moved through the quiet Bummer ware SU II H T I wandered with bowed head and fooutep (-low. A stranger In the welt remembered plaee. Where 'lima btti left not one lBmlllnr race 1 knew long year iiK"- I'nchntwd n3 In my dreams lay the lair land. lint tlio inuffntor-wviDsr lip, tne enirer trei, Tho htindi tout elmped worm vreloorue to my han't, Tho hearts that at my coming higher boat, liuve lonir leen eold In death; no Iflad sur prise -Woken for tne In any living-eye That once made life bo sweet, Slowly tho ilny drew down the jrolden west: The purple nhadow leturt fienod on the plain. Tet I, (itii-ecliiin through a itorld at reRt, W ent Kilettt with my memory and ray pain, Then, for a little apace, acrotss bo year To tne. Ix.wed down with time and worn with tea ik. My frlenda came hack ntrulit. (lite moment brief, too radiant tolaat They pothered round mo then, a happy throiifr. They enuie from out the dim and shadowy fttt, ut I saw them, young- and If ay and Mronp. And my loft youth returned fair as In days 1 ued to wander down yie old pathway With many a laugh and eoitfr. Ah me! ot nmnv a lon-loft cummer night W'c stood tnfet her here, these friends and I. Watehlno- tho pule and lingering- fringe of light , ' Oo slowlr ereet.lng round tho northern sky. Ah (iod ! if Rll the weary years could give Hut one dear hour of that dear time to live Onee more and then to die! The old sweet frogrnnee flits the summer air. The came light llngorg ou the northern sea. Ptlll a or rot-o the dear homo lies fair ltmath the olli-nt star, the melody Of mo Ing waters still fe on the shore. Ami I am lu re again lint never more My lit eme 1-nok to mel think tins U mine." Mrs. Bibb looked at the illuminated calendar that hung above the mantel. Well.''' said she. "Ash Wednesday comes on the fifteenth this tear. To- ; day is the tenth. Your season of pro- : baiion will soon be over now." "I do not suppose that one of our sixty pupils has heard that ridiculous nonsense," said Miss Caxton. "Not one!" said Mrs. Bibb, decidedly. "If we can pass over this first anni versary, we are all right," said Miss Caxton. "We are all ritjlit!"' automatically re peated Mrs. Bibb. Ash Wednesday, like the Ides of March, arrived, and not the keenest eye could have detected the least change in Miss Caxton's demeanor, as the slow hours crept on, settling at last Into the warm purplish twilight ot a winter night, iu which hung the crescent of a young moon, silver pale and pure. Tea passed over, the last yawninir school-girl went unwillingly, to bedj and Mr, liibb was just returning from administering a dose of laudanum and sweet-oil to the youngest pupil, who was afflicted w ith earache, w hen one of the housemaids bounced out of the dining-room door and stood lefore her, as pale as a sheet of paper. A Great Seedle Story, Talk about your needk- stories," said a man on the streets yesterday, "bnt I can tell you one that dicormts them all, and I don t have to go far from home for the facts, either. My wife's sifter, a young lady about V), has a pet iieettle. She wouldn't do without it for the world. About three years ago the needle made its first ap- Ecarance by sticking its point out of er shoulder. How it erergot into her body, or how long it had been there, she savs she doesn't know. It did not come out far enough for anyone iret bold of, but went back in, and about a mouth it stuck it nnsrt out awav down on her right ankle. Then it disappeared again, and it has been ecooting around inside of her system ever since, poking it point out about every month somewhere or other. Sh, had it pulled out once with a pair . , nmttAi-a 4 iwl ntt t!-te tf,t. !el leve DUt 11 IS a I.-tCI, sue uectue iuw3i alarmingly ill with a sort of nervous prostration that the doctors could not make anything of. "One "day an irresistible impulse seized he, -s she says to get that needle and ;ab it into herself, bhe did so. and felt roueh better instantly. The neeuie has been on its trajels withon "V. i s ricase, ma'am."' said she clasping interruption ?ver since, and she m.KAKlXtt THE SPELL. "How many acres of land did you sar? aked Miss Caxton. "Flve-aiol fot tr, ma'am," said Major Bluff, leaning back in his chair with tho complacency of one who sees in the future a sunt;; commission. "Jnst on the edge of lite river line arable land, and a part of it welt wooded. Couldn't lie a better property." "And a larg house, vou tell me." Thirty-si x rooms. Miss Caxton. In tended for a summer hotel, but proved a dead failure ou account of being too far from the railway station." "That would form no sort of objec tion to me, ' said Miss Caxton, twirling her oveglass meditatively. Not the least In the world:" said Major Bluff, balancing the office-ruler on the third itnsrer ot ins leit nana. "And if vou want to secure a bargain now is vour time. "I'll go out and look at it." said Miss Caxton, who, if she was anything, wss prompt. Mte did so. he saw Ulnev nauout- lined asraiiiyt the oranjre glow of a March sittm-t. with the ruddy reflec tions vet linsrerinjr on the frozen river. the w txals t isiug up in the back-ground and the blue range of hills in the dis tance. It's a nice place," said she. Til buy it. At the price, it is certainly a cheap piece oi property. Vi lute she was Gave 9TS.OOO to the nible Society. Let me bear it patiently. Lifting up the heart in prayer. L'omtort He win not ueny. The inaptitude of the female mind fin rare instances, we mean) to take a comprehensive view of a business trans action is marvelous. At a dry-goods store in this city a woman recently called for some sort of trimming, which w e will not attempt to describe. because we could not. She was told that a piece, containing ten yams, would cost her 30 cents. J hen a con versation something like the following ensued: CustomerOh, I dott t want a whole WW- - - . 1 J 1 piece, now mucn is it ry me jarur Saleswoman We have to charge 5 eents a yard when we cut it. C. Five cents? W ell. I guess seven yards will be enough. (Here the stuff is measured.) S. -Thirty-five ceuts, plea-. C. How much is there lefl? S. Three yards. C. (presumably mentally reckoning that ten times five are titty) How much for the whole ten vaitU? S. (demurely, but with an eye to business) Oh, you can have the ten j'ards for 45 cents. C Very well, I guess I'll take ten yard. Planks down 45 cents ami de parts satisfied. .V a-burvi- frri lb raid. 1 .overs in IiUt-k. Therefore. l"t there come what wll!. In the Lord my heart la still. Though the heart Is often weak. In despair and all forlorn. When in days of utmost pain, x Not a day of Joy will dawn. Tell it: Let there come what will. In the Lord all pain is still. So I prar, O Lord, my God. That my faith and hope may stanJ. Then no care 1 know nor heed. fJuidedever by thy hand! Therefore, let there come what will. In the Lord my heart is still. When SnaKC rrat Snake. They had to conceal their love. The parents were solid against the match. They selected unwonted hours and ex traordinary places to walk and talk. One afternoon they had met by a pre arranged accident, and they were going for a walk in the suburbs. " They came up a quiet street and found a whole row of carriages, waiting apparent!' for a funeral. The procession was just starting, and as they came up a hack man most politely took oft his hat and waved them into a hack. They did not hesitate. They stepped in, the door was closed, and away they went. They had a blissful time. The funeral went on. The ceremonies over they were shown into the back again, and the polite hackman asked where he should drive them to. He was told, and they w ere driven back into town. "Whose funeral was it?" a9ked the young lady's friend, to whom the story had been told. "We didn't know; we don't know now; but it was just lovely." San Francisco Chronicle. , A letter just received from Mr. Prin gle, of Louisiana, the well-known Am erican snipe shot, whose wonderful bags were reported sometime since in your paper, contains the following extract, which may prove interesting to some of your readers: "I was walking across a very boggy marsn, wnere mere was a eood deal of water, and was stumb ling along, not with my former youth ful agility, when I came near stepping on a snake inr coil, what is called a cotton-mouthed moccasin,' whose bite is not fatal but somewhat poisonous. There being no stick at hand to kill him, I stepped back and shot him, cut ting him not quite, but nearly in two, and exposing his 'innards, as the ne groes say. My man Crcsar exclaimed, Massa, he got another snake in him!' and so he had one nearly as lon as himself. I pulled the swallowed snake out and held him by the tail alongside the other. The swallow cr was about thirty inches long and very thick, and the swallowed one and a half inch es shorter, only that the latter's head and neck were doubled so as to be forc ed into the other. Did you ever know of one snake eating another? They say that dog will not eat dog, but it seems that a snake will perform that opera tion on another snake." Lotulon Field. The shoot ing of a big dog by a French custom house officer in tho North of France the other day has given rise to some queer dog stories in the French papers. The officer shot tho dog be cause he was suspiciously fat. The post mortem examination revealed the fact that the dog wore a leather coat made to look like his own skin, and skilfully fastened at the shoulder and haunches in such a way as to completely conceal the ends of the hair. In this coat the dog carried several hundred cigars. A remarkable photograph was taken la Shelbyyille, 111., recently- The pic ture represents a group-ol five genera tions, from the aged great-great-grandmother to the little child of but a few months. The parties to this remarka ble sitting were Grandma Catherwood, aged eighty-six; Dr. T. L. Catherwood, her son, aged sixty-one; Mrs. Maggie Hoxey, her granddaughter, p.ged thirty-eight; her great-granddaughter.Mrs. Eva Corrington, aged nineteen, and little Harry Newton Corrington, her great-great-grandson, aged S months. The man is still living who, seven teen vears ago, walked into the rooms of the Bible Society in Boston and elec trified the persons whom he found there-, first by his appearance, and, sec ondly, by the communication which he T " , , I . 1 . . . I Had to mane, ins ai-nr.un-K ivium-u- ed more than poverty, for his shabby clothes were tied together with strings What in the world had brought such a man there was the question which ev ery one asked himself, and the wonder can be better imagined than described when the stranger remarked that he had property to the amount of $ 75,000 which he would like to turn over tothe society, if he could be guaranteed tea per cent annually ujon it for the re mainder of his life, his aire then being 79. The officers suppressed their amaze ment as well as thev eould. took his name, verified liis schedule of his pos sessions, and submitted his case to the directors. Thev looked Hie matter over in the lijrht of actuaries' tables, etc, and finally, after much deliberation, decided that the risk was too great. and so notified the would-be donor. Not lone after he came back and re newed his proposition to turn the mon ey over to the society and said that he would tie content with t per cent an- i nuallv. That Proposition was accept ed, and for some vears he appeared regularly at the expiration of the year and drew his interest, taking $200 cash and the company's note for the bal ance. After doins this for seveu years M so he turned those notes back to the ompany. satins: that he had no use for tnem. "He is now. at the age of 9(i, blind, deaf, ami crippled by a fall so diat he cannot walk, and the Bible So ciety pavs the bills for his support. Springfield L tiun. The Witty Nobleman. An American girl recently had the honor of meeting au English noble- , man. Lord E , at an entertainment in London. He opened the conversa tion by asking if she had heard the story about the man who wished to cross the river with his donkey, there being no bridge, avid only a small skiff as a means of getting over. The young; lady adroitly avoided saying she did not know how the party managed to cross, whcieupon Lord E conde scended to try her on auother tack. "Arc vou the head of au awse?" said be. "Xo," replied Miss P . "Arc yon the tail of an awse?" "Certainly not," answered the lady, father provoked. "Then," said his lordship, "you're no end of an awse." Harper's Magazine. Au Anarchist GirPn Awful Heath The following story comes from Mos cow: Last week a beautiful young wo man rented a room at the house of a tradesman of the town. Half an hour later a detachment of police, led by an officer of the gendarmerie, arrived at the premises and tried to force open the door of the new lodger's room, which was fastened securely. While the police were thus engaged the girl jumped out of hc window, which was on the third lloor, and fell into the courtyard below, mortally injured. The trunk" in her room was found to con tain six dynamite shells. alleged to have becu destined for the czar's as sassination. The girl was identified as the daughter of an official iu South Kit isia. London Standard. Waiters in restaurants, particularly where table d'hote is served, say they can always tell a lady who has been reared in the country. The lady may have been city bred f or a quarter of a century, and the sharp brilliancy oi her diamonds and general indorsement The Newspaper Ride of Literature. A long editorial on "The Newspaper Side of Literature," concludes as fol lows: "Notwithstanding all tha enl tendencies of current journalism, the disregard of accuracy, the irreverence, the cruel and impertinent gossip, there are indications which are highly encourazin?. The fact must be recognized that not all the successful methods of the immense dailie? are bad methods There is a certain thoroughness and enterprise about them that impresses. and which win be aieatureoi tne man agement of the ideal 'newspaper of the future.' We notice, also, a tendency in eomo of the most sensational of these papers toward better things to ward a certain legitimate sensation alism.' Manners and. methods have been mollified under au increasing sense of responsibility and iu the en deavor to reach a solid as well as num erous circulation. YA e have spoken recently of the growing independence of the political press, of which inde pendence examples accumulate. The sensational newspaper's editorial page already often shows a gravity and pith of style evidenciug ability and conscience. - There Is a grow ing ten dency towards the fearless, generous, and public-spirited discussion of living questions. Let us hopethat these signs indicate a reaction against a state of thing that is depreciated by the best men engaged in the profession of daily journalism. "With all Its, faults the newspnjK-r of to-day is a tremendous power for good; for the perpetuation of freedom; for the criticism and reform of govern ment: for the ltettermeut of social con ditions. The, .daily press has reformed many things, and "ought to be. nnd is, fully able to reform itself." "Correct" owrti ii'-oM," in the Century. A Bt-hoolma'am Among Miners. -Hive in a New Mexico miulngcamp nearly a hundred miles from a railway station," said u. I. Austin, "it was several years before the young lady school teacher now in our camp came there since the miners in that section had seen a white woman. She went from Boston out to Albuqnerque to yisit her sister, who was the wife of a banker there. She went up in the mountains on a pleasure excursion a year ago last summer, and ou the trip visited our camp for two or three days. When the miners found out she was there they came in from every direc tion to see her, and she expressed a desire to live there. The camp grew and several miners with families came ia last year. We had no teacher, and the boys got ine to write to the Boston fiirL "Well, she came up to the camp, and about one hundred miners subscribed $1.60 a month each to pay tier for teaching the school. She was paid ia this way until recently, when there was in the camp enough children to organize the school under the Terri torial laws. Now she is paid out of the Territory treasury. She seems to to enjoy the w ild mountain life very much. Her principle amusement is ridins ou horseback. When she came .there she had never been in a saddle. The young school teacher is greatly admired and profoundly respected by the miners, and she is certainly bright ray of sunshine iu that camp." -t)U 1au is uiooe-ue mocrat. PRACTICAL SCIENCE. plague at Athens and Greece about 473 B. O. may convey the idea that she is one of ' air, and thus to the great dames oi tne city, out wnen she gets to her claret it is all up with her. The waiters say that nine out of tea such ladies put sugar in their claret. Perhaps the waiters discover her at the start, w hen she tackles the oysters. Many ladies whose girlhood homes were in the rural districts insist on using vinegar; pepper, and salt ia big doses on their oysters. In France wood-pulp is rapidly bo lng substituted for plaster of parisin the manufaucture of all sorts of mouldings and ornamental parts of buildings, The method is newly devised. Scientists have determined by care ful experiments that a man can barely taste 8-l,O00ths of a grain of sugar, l-l,000th of a grain of salt, and 6-10, OOO.OOOths of a grain of strychnine. Fumigation is said to have originated withAcron, a physician of Agngen tnm. who is said to have first caused irreat fires to be li2hted and aroraatics to be thrown into them to purify the have stopped the other idaces in Yellow diamonds are made' blue the purest water, for the time being, by being colored with a common indelible bine rtencil. emialfZetl by a rubbing with cotton or linen. A magnifyin class will fail to show the- fraud, but alcohol, turtentiue. or benzine wiU wash off tho solor waiting for her hot cup of colT-e, before the one-horse chaise started to convey her to the railway station, live miles away, she asked a few questions of the rosy land lady. Coins to buy Oluey Hall?" said the lady, as she brought in hot buttered mulVtns. "Well, I'm glad somebody's jroinsr to buy it. It s been a drug oa the market ever since " She checked herself here, and pre tended to be busy nrmnirins the neat little butter-pat and pitcher of cream on the napkin-covered trav. 'Since w hen?"' Miss Caxtou asked with alertness. "Since the nelirhliors jrot up that ridiculous jrhost-stoi-v a!xut it. Said Mrs. lluu-ltitis with :t forced laugh. "Of course- it's" nil nousense, bnt people will talk.:' Wha. was the story" asked Miss tV.M--::. "Oh, uolhing to signify. Hntchings wouldn't have no patience with me if he knowed I had sjMiken of it," pleaded the woman. "Since you ve said so much, you may as well say the whole," observed Miss Caxton, fixing on the shrinking land lady that judicial gaze which had ap palled many of a successive generation of seltool-sriiis. "Well, the Olneys was a dreadful quarrelsome family," reluctantlvspoke Mrs. Hutching. "And somethinjrwas always wrong there. Old JabezOJney huns himself in the bir circular hall. with a rope bitched over the banister- rail: and Mrs. Peter Olney was flung from a horse, jest in front of the door. with her head agin the stone step, and never drawed two breaths afterward." That mirht bnnpen to anybody." said Mis3 Caxton, adding another Inmp of stiijar to her coffee. "Oh. yes; that might. But there was Alice Olnev!" "What of Alice Olnev?" "She and her father had trouble about the attentions of a young man ia the neighborhood," said Mrs. Hutch- ngs. "Ho locked her np-stairs in ber room, and she got out upon the root and throwed herself down. Some says so, and some savs she lost her balance wavin' her pocket-handk'chif to her bean, and fell accidental. Leastwise, she was killed. And since that day, some of the neighbors declare solemn ly that they see her, all in white, on the roof every Ash Wednesday night!" "Ash Wednesday night! What has Ash Wednesday night to do with it?" "Oh, didn 1 1 tell you? Jbvervone o these dreadful things happened, takin' one year with another, oa Ask Wed nesday. J hat s the queer part ot it, said Mrs. Hutchings. Miss Caxton set down her cup ana saucer with a clatter. "That accounts, in some degree, for the extraordinary cheapness of the pro- ! perty," said she. "But I shall not let i it daunt me.. People will build up a ghost-story on the most absurdly insuf ficient foundations, nowadays." "Just what Hutehings savs, tried the landlady. Miss Caxton bought- Ulnev nan at a bargain. She fitted it up for a- first- clasq voting ladies' seminary, and had it filled with pupils when the summer vacation drew- to an end. For Miss Caxton was an excellent teacher, and did not lack in executive ability. Undoubtedly, as she told herself, the ghost rumor aetracteu irom tne uesira bility of the premises; but one or two hints from a spectacled lawyer as to suits for damages, ia case of too much neighborhood loquacity, exercised a truly marvellous influence in silencing people's tongues, and tho sweet girl graduates" and their mates disported t hemsel ves on the moonlit lawns, floated down the sunlit stream in delicious lit tle boats, and organized botanical ex cursions into the woods, undisturbed by any visions of the supernatural. ' " "Olnev Hall was a bargain after all," biiu Miss t.'axton, as she turned over the leaves of her account-book and ledger with a satisfied smile. But as the season approached w here in the ghost was said to make its an nual uninvited yisit. Miss Caxton could not repress a certain uneasiness. "It is very ridiculous of me," she said to Mrs. Bibb, her housekeeper and confidante, ''but I shall certainly feel better when the month of February is well over." "Mv dear Caroline" said Mrs. Bibb, "who feared nothing in tire world or out of it. "Yes, I know," said Miss Caxton. "But yon must remember that there is a fallible spot in every armor, and I her hand over her head, "it's there!" "What's there? What's therer lv demanded Mrs.- Bibb. "Why, you know, ma'am," said the porter.'wfto was close behind with an empty coal-scuttle In his hand by way of excuse, "and we knows, and all the village folks knows " t"And everyone knows," gasped the fat old cook,""cxcept those dear lambs ia the dormitory up-stairs. Ain't it Ash Wednesday" night, into the bar gain?" "Ate you all crazy?" sternly demand ed Mrs. "Bibb, holding her lamp high above her head, like a statue of "Lib erty Enlightening the World," "or have you been drinking?" liwsh. lxmisa: saia tne caiin com posed voice of Miss Caxton. "Thi3 . ... , 5 J matter is best aettiea oy Deing enqaireu into. My good people," facing the lit tle crowd, which was now augmented by two or three more seared maids, the knife-boy, and the gardener's assist ant, "what does all this meant- It's Ash Wednesday, mum," mut tered the cook, somewhat cowed by her mistresses' magisterial aspect. It s the ghostr cackled the garden er s assistant. "On the ruff o' the 'ousel" whispered the original honsemaid. "And I seen it with "these eyes! And there's some things as flesh and blood can t endure; and a month's warning, ma'am, please!" Give me a shawl, Mary Ann," said Miss Caxton, taking Mrs. Bibb's arm. "Oblige me, my dear Louisa, with your company for a minute." And Miss caxton. accompanied dv the faithful Mrs. Bibb, and followed by j a stream of quaking and whispering retainers, opened the door and walked out upon the lawn. Xhere stood .Miss rarKer, tne music- teacher; Frauleia Ohrbach, the Ger- maa instructress, and the rest I the maids, staring up towards the roof of the old Hall. Didn't 1 tell you sor'saidMiss Cax ton. There is nobody there. .How could there be?" "Wait!" gasped Miss Parker. "It was there just now. xt comes ana goes!" c .. . . .. . ... , . Almost as sue uttereu tne worius, a white figure glided across the roof in full view, plainly outlined against the starlight. Mrs. Bibb could feci her friend start. but the irresolution was momentary. Like a female Napoleon, Miss Caxton turned once more to the little crowd. Have the goodness to remain here," said she. "and be silent. Ghost or reality. 1 mean to investigate this af fair. "Mrs. Bibb will accompany me." "Crtainlv!"' said Mrs. Bibb, with alacrity. "Oh, please, mum. don't!" whispered the cook. "There don't no luck come to nobody as meddles with ghosts!" But Miss Caxton and her lieutenant paid no attention, keepingon their way through the hall, up flight after flight of chillv stone stairs, until at last they climbed the ladder and emerged into the frosty starlight, nearly rnnning into the arms of Mary De Barreter, the eldest of thegraduatingclass, who stood there, staring up into the sky. while close beside her crouched Nettie V ane. the valedictorian of the year, with a fur-lined cloak muffled around her. while Miss De Barreter was wrapped n a white flannel bed blanket folded above her other garments. "It's Miss Caxton !" shrieked Mary. "And the Bibb!" screamed Nettie, totally forgetful of her manners. "Oh, Pollvl we are lost!" Miss Caxton laid her hand, smooth as velvet, vet firm as steel, on the shoulder of the white vision. "Miss De Barreter," said she, "may I enquire what you are doing here, at this time of night, and in this remark able costume?" "It's me. Miss Caxton," confessed the conscience-stricken valedictorian. "I'm telling her fortune by the stars. All about her future hnsband, vou know. and the rivals she is to have, by astrol ogy." "By what?" echoed Miss Caxton. "Uncle Jamie's Greek servant that came home from Constantinople with him taught me," said Miss Vane; "and Polly's natal star is on the meridian to night, and oh, we didn't suppose you would know." "You are two very naughty ghrls!" sternly spoke Miss Caxton. "Step this way, please, both of you, towards the parapet." "Gracious goodness! you're not go ing to throw us off tne roof, are you?" said Miss De Barreter, with a giggle. "Mary Ann. Thomas, Peter all of you," said Miss Caxton; in a voice like a well-bred trumpet, "l wisn you to observe that Miss De Barreter and Miss Vane have taken it into their wise heads to go star-gazing to-night. Now are you satisfied?" "iatisiiea aooutwhair saia innoeent Nettie. "The servants saw you up there," said Miss Caxton. "and I suppose must have taken you for " . Burglars! Oh. how many!" cried Mary, dancing up and down to keep warm. "As if there could be anything 'a, i haA Pe,fect health. sliarP- persuaded now to 1 She could not-, i persuaded now to have ftr takers i-l About a year ago the needle made its appearance at her left wrist, ami 'the location of both ends of it was clearly discernable. By way -f amusement,; -f suppose, she managed ; ( B..1!saltii6 head of her pet and slipped a little piece of fine, bright red silk thread through the eye. and now the needle i carrying that all over her system, andi once in a while it is discernible be-t neath the skin. When the needle was ont it was very strongly magnetized,! les, it is a very queer case, ana laon pretend to explain it. but I know the story is true. Philadelphia North American. There has recently been discovered! in Southern Kentucky a verj-fine grade of onyx. Heretofore onyx has been fouud'only in Mexico. 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