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About The Telephone=register. (McMinnville, Or.) 1889-1953 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 24, 1886)
SEMI-WEEKLY ish tjialatl Trott,*), ’<1 LurabililjS auiumm-e«, iJ aryeoimump^* e*i-«’«iauii,|tal lUKions art ciuJ >*U bUka. w urable in Iitle notion g,, '“«■orj ot th. Ufc. unceasingt, lo. ti uction, Jh > Imenuec „J la <li»prov«i b, clintial oliwa,? ore, allow tw O such » 11 a hintorku tones ot un,, uized. |, hi!Ulw uuuitni thuu, lo death inC01. • Should itb| > soften »nd , H be believed. » *o»t. 1«|2 t the case, eiij h tubercle b. that is, l0 otteu. Befw ftician «.tmm auily wlieihe, ille condition, a to occur, li very mu»t b, re should u on oe made 4 uutl Ilion, thn ig tlie lesion« 111 a wont, th, •o strivu ,u4 iHliakeu com. wn iroin the OHsibie. ‘’in, This ig ihf aiid sustain that, thi® COB- u of success, 1 the powuitl|j. 1 the adopiioi »to the list of lessor Dujw- re of puiiuou- this end u f’hich aim by invigou.iug (i as tv enable transform- a cure beei- ig nature w tlthy tissues, its of nerve ss the whole nee otters u eeblepatiem to health.- druggist«'. ', Whuieuli are Mid » adl ref is a Mm i t” a -0.101 from cu«, U h , mid «1 ' allectiula ginia har« r. I omea from, in that no 08 usually » were pre- and then ie taste d tn. At all roprieton tl Iron re nte. ases, C*bi rELEPHONE VOL. I M’MINNVILLE, OREGON, SEPTEMBER 24, 1886. I WEST SIDE 'TELEPHONE. I A brown ha’red, blue-eved wee one. Grown weary, and t red ot p a>, ''Imb( I up on iny knee to a»k tne In her simple, ehlldisb way: "Have you any trends in Heaven. That you aotnet.mes want to see?’ Canyon guess how the question thr.lled m. Like a minor melody ? ------Issued------ EVERY TUESDAY AND FRIDAY —IN— Garrison’s Building. McMinnville, Oregon, -BY- 1 thcught. as I sat In the twilight. With t hut wee one on my knee. Of in' little* blue eyed baby Whoae summers numbered three: She went from my arms lo heaven Ono spi uv-time years ago, And left in my heart that sorrow That only mothers know. Ac Turner, Fubliahsrs and Proprietors. SUBSCRIPTION RATES. One year........................................................... |2 00 Six month*................................................................ I Three month*........................................................... 75 I tlioneht how the baby a fnthei Grew lonesome, and longed to bo'd On<’e more on hia breast our baby With hulr of sun«ei gold And one summer ey* he left nn To search for our baby of three And I know full well he found her But he never came back to be. Entered in the Poetofflce at McMinnville, Or., ah aeoond-claHH matter. H. V. V. JOHNSON, M. D. Northwest ooruer of Second and B Ht recta, M c M innville Do I ever went to e«e them? Oh I child of the violet e es. My heart lias gone on before me To the hills of Parnd se Some day I shad feel their k’ases Drop balm on my weary heart. Mine only, and m<ne forever. Though eai’th and Heaven apart. —E'beii Rexfora, in Hom. Visitor. OREGON. Muy be found at his office when not absent on pro- fesdiunal buaiueM. LITTLEFIELD & CALBREATH, Physicians and Surgeons, ONLY ‘'HOPE.” M c M innville and L afayette , or . J. F. Galbreath. M D.. office over Yamhill County Bunk McMinnville, Oregon H. R. Littlefield, M. !>., office ou Main street, Lafayette, Oregon. I Why the Blue-Eyed Little Lady Was Christened “ Our Hope.” When Hope Harris was bo:rn, they said she was a poor little thing and could never amount to much. As ta Physician and Surgeon, whether they meant “much” in regard [M c M innville oregon . to flesh and blood, or the size and Office and residence on I) street. All calls promptly amount of brains, was not explained; auRwered day or night. but they said it with pitying faces and low voices, and mourned with the moth DR. G. F. TUCKER, er that the child was so insignificant. DENTIST, Wiiy they named her Hope, is quite as lmrd to tell, unless in the small en tcMINNVILLS OREGON. deavor to make her hopeful in some Office-Two door® east of Bingham’s furniture way. tore. Laughing gan administered for painless extraction. She was little, and weak, and gentle; no one asked for her opinion in regard CHAS. W. TALMAGE, to anything; no one took it if it was given. She was just “little Hope” to her mother and father and half dozen Conveyancing and Abatracta a Specialty brothers and sisters—sweetly pretty, with eyes like bits of the skies—deep, DLLICTntG ATTENDED TO PROMPTLY! unfathomable—hair like the soft, yel Office—Manning Building, Third street. low silk of the corn swaying down in the meadows, clear, delicate com plexion, and a gentle smile that suited well her wee round figure ind tiny ST. CHARLES HOTEL hands. Her big, broad-shouldered brothers laughed at and teased her; her tall, 91 and $2 Hou-e. Single meals 25 cents. graceful sisters snubbed her unceas '¡a* Sample Rooms for Commercial Men ingly. She was “only Hope” to them all. F. MULTNER. Prop. From childhood she grew to girlhood. S. A. YOUNG-, M. D. :eal Eslate and Insurance Agent, fie Leading Hotel of McMinnville. [ w. V. •• Standing with reluctant rent. Where the brook and river meet. Womanhood «nd eh ldhood awaet." At home they gave her up as incor rigible, and left her to her own devices. All those small, apparently useless things that slip into the day's occupa tion of a large household fell to Hope. UpStairs in Adams' Building, Up and down stairs went her tireless EcMINNVILLB - OREGON feet, performing those duties which none of the others would do, as being too mean and trivial for their notice, M’MINNVILLE BATHS! yet without which the household wheel [»ring bought out A O. Windham, T am prepared to could not have gone round. If there do all work in tint-class style. was a catch in the wheel, or the hubs adits’ and Childrens’ Work a Srecialty! were loose, it was Hope alone who Hot and Cold Baths always ready for 25 cents. could mend and oil the machinery. VKKY MAX AX A ICT 1ST. Her fingers were the ones that caught C. H. Fleming, up the dropped stitches in her mother’s Third street near C, McMinnville, Oregon. knitting; her quaint little ballads were the music which soothed her father's heart; her soft words healed many a —DEALER IN— quarrel between her brothers, even as her needle mended the rents in their ■roceries, Provisions. clothes. Still, to herself, as well as to them, she was “only Hope,” of little Crockery and Glassware. account, and less use in the big, wide world. f All goods delivered in th® city. Her brothers and sisters married, one after the other; the oldest sister with her husband and children came to live the old homestead, and Hope lived USTER POST BAND, at on there, too, without any desire to The Best in the State, marry or change her lot. She was prepared to furnish music for all occasions at reason quite contented; of little use, nerhaps, able rates. Address but then it was home—they all knew her, she did not have to explain that ROVVLANI), she knew almost nothing, was not wise Business Manager, McMinnville. in any way. Yet her brothers’ and sisters’ children seemed to find no one in whom they confided as in her, even while they, too, fell in with the general M'MINN VILLE custom, and called her "only Aunt Hope.” Time passed on, swinging his scythe and. lo, in his path rose war. loosening the lash from his hounds! In place of Corner Third and D streets, McMinnville the church-bells thundered the cannon, while dense smoke hung, fog-like, over OGAN BROS. & HENDERSON. the hills that echoed back the ringing of steel on steel, the snorts of the horses, Proprietors. the shouting of men! Hope's brothers went out from the The Best Rigs in the City. Orders corn-fields and laid down the plow for the sword. There were wet eyes and imptly Attended to Day or Night, sad hearts at the homestead, but the country called out for her sons, and these broad-shouldered laddies must go. and the wives and daughters, the moth ers and sisters, smiled bravely through al) their tears. Hope grew daily silent and thonght- BILLIARD HALL. fnl. her blue eyes wide and wistful. “What ails you, child?” asked her mother one day, as they al' (at out on A Ntrtrtly Trmperaure Resort. the shady piazza, busily plying the >®s good.?) Church members to the contrary not shining needles through the band.« of withstanding. linen that were to go as bandages to the wounded soldiers far away. “Nothing, mother,” answered Hope, smiling as she turned down a hem and ‘Orphan«,’ II Olli <• went on sewing. "But something doe« ail you,” said Mrs. Harris, her aged eyes searching TONSORIAL PARLORS, eagerly the fair young face. face, "You are alwavs quiet, Hope, but lately, a stone could hardly be duller than you." “You don’t play with us or tell us stories either. Aunt Hope.” chimed in a childish voice at her knee, “an' I Flm door sooth of Yamhill County Bank Building. went to your room last night 'cause I M c M innville . O regon couldn't sleep, an' there you was at the PHOTOGRAPHER IM FRIENDS IN HEAVEN. ii <_> o rr, ivery, Feed and Sale Stables, ORPHANS' HOME” H. H. WELCH window looking out, so 1 went oack to bed an’ didn’t ’sturb you. Aunt Hope." “Are you at last in love. Hope?" asked one of her sisters, laughing. “No, ’ said Hope, simply. Then she sat silent awhile. When she spoke again, her blue eyes were looking across the wheat fields to the distant line of hills. “Mother,” she said softly, “I have decided a question whieh has troubled me very much lately. A wav off be yond those hills lie tin- battle-fields and the camps where our wounded men are lying, dying day after day because there are so few to nurse them back to life. You have my sisters here, I can be of so little use to you or them, and it is mv dutv to go and do what I can for our soldiers. Do not try to dissuade me,” as they started up in surprise and horror. “My mind is made up to do this thing, and I must go. I have written to one of the nurses, and she tells me gladly to go. You can not miss me, and perhaps as there are so few there, I can be of some little serv ice.” And so she went; unclasping the clinging fingers of thechildren, smilirg >ack at the group gathered on the rose- wined piazza of the time-worn home stead, over whose threshold her light feet had so often passed and so gaily. How strange the old home seemed without her! How plainly the big rooms told of the absence of a small, gentle woman, whose voice and eyes aot being there, left so little music and sunshine. “Yet," they said, comforting one another, “Hope was so helpless and weak, she surely can not stand the strain on her strength, or be of any use there in the hospital tents on the battle field, and will soon return,” But the days and weeks went by and still Hope Harris did not return, worn and weary, to the old farm-house, as her parents and sisters and friends ex pected. Instead, she flitted in and out, to and fro, among the soldiers lying helpless upon the rude beds; like an angel of mercy, with eyes like the skies, and hair like stray gleams of sunshine. She grew brave in the midst of danger. Her real womanlv nature asserted itself as she ministered to the wounded and dying. There she found her work which had slipped past her at home. Her hands were small, perhaps, and slender, but strength lay under the delicate bine-veined flesh, while there reposed in the dainty finger-tips a magic power that charmed away many a headache from broad, manly brows. A woman’s hand is an exquisite poem, with rare, sweet rhythm in curves and lines. The hands of Hope Harris were small and womanly, but the work they ac complished was a wonderful work. Two sturdy young men were wounded and brought to the tents one day, the one with his right leg gone, the other minus his left arm. A nurse was needed. The surgeon called for Nurse Harris, and without one word of warning or preparation, little Hope, white-faced, but steady, bent over the bedside where lay broad- shouldered John. “Hope!” he cried, amazed, starting up only to fall back helpless among the pillows, the red blood staining the torn blue sleeve, while Hope, her lips trem bling, but with steady hands, helped the surgeon in his work of dressing the terrible wound. And when that was I finished and the big fellow lying quiet, they went to the other poor soldier, and up into Hope’s set face looked the bonnie blue eyes and features, stern from pain—of him who had been his mother’s pride and darling—glad- hearted. mischief-loving Jim! The surgeon said afterward that he wondered how she stood it, so dainty and so small she looked, bending above the painfully set face of the man lying helpless before her. and added, as he brushed something from his eyes, that the hungry look on the big fellow's face as she leaned down to him was enough to make the hardest heart ache. But the recovery of the two young fellows, he said, was en tirely due to the untiring care of the gentle nurse. While away off in the farm-house Hope was blessed with tears and prayers for the good that she had done. And when the battle was over and al 1 met around the hearthstone in the big homestead, bound in rose vines, the hearts of each and all s elled with un utterable love and gratitude to the small, gplden-haired, blue-eyed little lady, who ever afterward was tenderly cherished as “our Hope,” to never again be “only Hope!”— F. R. Ludlum, in tin Woman's Magazine. DENSITY OF POPULATION. An Interestinc Stiidv for Student» of the Population Problem. A TOWER OF BABEL. | Deaerlptlon of th. (pierr S. ruct ure r.alinrd for tlie I’ tris Kspoaltlon. No feature of tb> plans for the gie-'t jxposition of 18X9 is so much talk« d about, as the gigantic tower, one thou sand feet high, or twice the height ■ t the pyramids of Egypt, designed ly M. Eifl'el, engineer of the Department of Arts and Manufactures, to decorate the Champs de Mars. As the workmen will soon begin dig ging the foundations of this tow< r, a description of the plan will be of interest. The base of iron is composed of four pyramids, each one square, fifty fc t a side, and diminishing towards the to i, which is twenty feet a side. These four pyramids are separated from each oth r by a space of three hundred feet, ai 1 for stability they are anchored in solid masonry. Two hundred and thiriv feet above the ground these pyramids are united by a gallery fifty feet wid •. This gallery, whieh is covered with glass, will be used for restaurants, soirees, e: The next story has a room, covered u tn glass, one hundred feet square. At the summit is a glass dome, with terrace, and from this terrace the exposition w ill be lighted by electricity. the dome hv Visitors will reach re...'.. *' J means of elevators, Four of the e elevators, constructed like the Sw «s railways, will be placed in tho four pyr amids, and we can go seven times as high as the Column Vendome and stand six hundred feet higher than the top of Mont Valerien. The eyes can sweep the horizon for a hundred miles, and Compiegne, Rheims, Fontainebleau, Chartres, Dijon, with the little village« lost in the woods, and the rivers, wan dering through the valleys, will all seem a continuation of Paris. Ten depart ments ot France will be at our feet. There have been no accidents with this system of railway, because the car is drawn by a cable and the axle attached to a steel hook, so if the cable breaks the car remains fastened to this hook. That is the system for the elevators,and in addition to the four placed in the pyramids, a fifth will take visitors from the center directly to the summit. In the cupola astronomers will be established with their telescopes, pluriometres. etc. This observatory, fitted with a metallic armature.destined to receive all the atmospheric electricity, which will be surrounded by a paraton- nerre. Experiments heretofore impos sible can be made here; atmospheric electricity, speed of the wind, Fone- aults experiment to demonstrate that the earth revolves, all can be studied. Spectroscopes, destined to analyze the light of the sun and stars, and an enormous telescope, to follow stars which could hardly be perceived from the other observatories, will be placed in this cupola. Another interesting study will lie that of the variat on of temperature, with altitude. The tower will form an immense paratonnerre, and when there is a storm everybody in tlie tower will be struck by lightning and not feel any cfl'ect To produce this result the conductor will tie inter rupted for a distance of two yards and the lightning will jump from one sec tion to the other, with continual ex plosions. The iron used in the construction of this gigantic monument will weigh about 7,(XXI tons. Of course the critics are very busy prophesying the failure of the work. "Tlie tower will never he finished; it can not be scientifically util ized, for at the slightest wind there will be an oscillation preventing all observa tions.” M. Eifl'el answers by saying that, with an impetuous wind of seven ty feet a second and a pressure of a hundred pounds on every sipiare yard, the tower will not sway more than four liiebes. Wiih a tempest—the wind a hundred feet a second and a pressure of one hundred and fifty pounds a yard — the oscillation will not be more than six inches. The oscillations will be very s’ow because of the great length of the part which vibrates, and it is cert a n that it will be much leas than in columns of masonry, where the elasticity of tLe mortar is the chief cause of m rke I os cillations. Cor. Philadelphia T ■ ». STARCHING COLLARS. How to Obtain a Glow* Superior to that Imparted l>y I,uundry men. Allow a teaspoonful of good starch to each shirt and collar; use just enough cold water to wet the starch, mash it free from lumps, add for each shirt a a piece of sperm or white wax as big as a pea. and a quarter of a spoonful of clean salt to three spoonfuls of starch, pour on boiling water, stirring slowly all the time; boil hard for tilt en ni n- utes without scorching, sk'ni and strain while hot: this can lie done only by li p ping the strainer in cold water, while the starch is in the bag, and squeeze it immediately before it becomes hot. Wet bosaoms and collars in hot water, wring very dry, and starch while damp; rub the starch well in and wring in a dry towel, and remove all starch left on the outside; spread out evenly, rubdown with a dry cloth, and roll tightly to gether: let lie two or three hours and then iron, and you will have a gloss on your shirts and collars equal in appear ance and perhaps liettcr in qnally than if it had been done at a Chinese laun dry. The Hong* hold. The following summary will be of in terest to those who wish to compare the relative density of the population in different countries in Europe and America. The number of inhabitants given is that occupying a square kilo meter, which is about .39 of a square mile. In Europe, Belgium is the most densely populated country, and in America. Chili. The mean density of the population by countries is thirty- • two inhabitants to the square kilometer — “I heerd to-day,” remarked Mrs. in Europe. Doubtless the limited ex tent of territory in Chili give it the ad Bangwhacker, “thet young Georg« vantage of a more dense population, Sampson, who has only ben lo college a year, writ home thet he is wedded to because there is little waste territory. his Alma Mater. D've know who «he He’< u.n....................... 1ST I Portugal ................... <• is?” “No. an' I don't want to know," Holland........................ 125 ; Spa n............................ 32 Great Britain 112 Turkey in Europe Jfi «aid Mrs. Wlia<’kbanger. “artertl.e way Itaiy .......................... wt Sweden ...................... 10 he carried on with them Nipper gala las’ Germany .................. M Russ a ...................... 7 summer, an' all the time proh'lv en- France .................... 71 J Chili..............................«8 S» t erland ... «F.> United Sta’ea .. .• « Í.iged to thet Almv What's-Her Name, Au«tr.> Hungary «1 I Bueno* Ayres 1 7 t's eflough to make a body weep."— Denmark ................ 51 I Artrent«ne Repub .11 Chicago Tribune. — The Sanitarian. NO. 30 HENRY CLAY. The Great Orator’s formal Farewell Speech iu the Senate. Henry (.'lay rose in the Senate on the 31st of March, 1M2, to make his fare well speech in a ehanibe, which lie had entered forty-two years previoti ly, although lie had not Iwen in Continuous service since then. The Senate chain bar presented a magnificent spectacle, perhaps, upon the whole, a .more brilliant one than had ever before been exhibited there. Every sent was filled, and ev.-ry avenue approaching the chamber blocked up. Two hoursb fore Mr. Clay began to sp nk. an exit or an entrance were equally impossible to those within or without. Perhaps so limited a space was never so well idle I. The gentlemen tilled the straight gallery, which was better known as “the Calcutta black hole,” to its utmost capacity. The railings of the seats, and the seats th< m-clvea were all crowded, and the people seemed to bo literally piled on» upon another. Th.' lad es’ gallery was filleilalinostentire.y with ladies, and the circle there pr - sonted as much of grace, elegance mid dignity as ever adorned any publ c assembly. It was a scene which might well have called forth the admiration of the sterner and the conrsrsex below and around. The chamber, before. Mr. Clay rose, was literally wreathed in smiles and beauty, ami it was a scene beautiful to look upon, until the event which had called so many together took place, in the earnest, sweet-spoken final farewell, whieh came from tho lips of the orator and reached every heart Along tho central entrance to the chamber the crowd was qnally dense, and upon either side aere, though far out of sight, and out of hearing, too, ladies were seated, all anxious to catch atone of a voice wlii< h for so many years had always told like the sweetest notes of the lark in the ears of the whole, female sex. Senators of all parties gave the most respectful attention, while the representatives flocked in from the House and occupied the privileged scats round about the chamber. Then came the address for it was more of an addre-s than aspeec i — the published report of which is only the body of a beautiful oration without the soul. The spirit whieh kindled, the fire which burned, are not there. Words are as cold as marble without the divine afflatus which could almost give life and action to the dead. The picture presented in such a congrega tion of people was not onlvfair enough tnd perfect enough in all its propor tions to charm tlie eye, but it was a scene which might have given, either in the sympathy created or the pride excited, a feeling but little less than one ins; ¡red. The ladies, who were all hope and buoyan y a moment before, were now, “like Niobe, all tears.” Mr. Clay in speaking of himself, of his friends, of the noble State of Kentucky where lie had been received as a son forty-live years since, was himself quite unmanned. Others were much more af fected. and many of the old st Sennt< rs were in tears many times while Mr, Clay was speaking. Mr. Clay left the storm and turmoil of public life, as Im thought forever, with an enviable rep utation for statesmanship, for patriot ism and for eloquence, and his last act was to present the credentials of .Mr. Crittenden as his successor, and to speak of him in the most excellent terms. Seven years later Mr. Clay re turned to the Senate and served until ie died. — Rea: Perley Poore, in Boston Budget. FRONTIER LAW. « How Jiulgr Mujfglna Decided a Very I’u».- xllng «Mule Case. A legal adjustment of differences was sometimes very difficult for a man lo obtain in the early days of California - as it is elsewhere nt times owing to lo cal peculiar ties. Two Mexicans who had been lucky in digging.d.spute«! the possession <>f an aged mute, not worth her keeping. The case was brought before a learned mag istrate named Muggins, who, before listening to the trial, demanded that each claimant should pay three mim es of gold-dust for “cost of court.” Each party was then allowed to state his side of the ca-c in his native language, of which Judge Muggins did not under stand a word. I his done, his Honor informed them, through an interpreter', that the case must be decided by a jury. Two ounces more having been paid to nice. ths"extia expense,” twelve good men and true were summoned. These persons decided that the cv deuce was so conflicting that neither man owned the mule, but that, in strict jn« tice. th" pla ntifl and defendant should draw lots lor tlie bony beast. I'll" fore man furti'shed the str ws without exit« Cost, and m.d a breathless silence, me Mexicans drew lots. rhe die w as east, and the case decided, but when the w inner went proudly forth to cla m his «piadruped. it wa« discover ed that a more subtile "Greaser” nad «mien the mill». Youthf Companion. -------------------------- —Mrs (hidden Rich is the num. u« „ adv who resides in Boston. — Mrs. Sarah West, who recently 1<d in New Washington, Ind., aged ■inety-nine years, was never fifty miles from her home, where she was born and died. —Miss Kitty Austin, eighty-three years o' i, stepped over from her home in Clarksburg!«, Md., to Rockville lo call on some friends. These villages are just fourteen mites apart. Mr. Benoni Austin, of North Woo«lstock, Conn., ninety-five year» old. stands at the head of five genera- ! lions, having a living son, grandson, | great and great-gre*. graud»ons. HEROIC BRAVERY. The Noble Steed Which an Ague Sufl'erar Was About to Brave. I had never been on a horse in my life, and when the doctor proposed to change his mode of treatment from quinine to horse-back exercise I was a little dubious as to the outcome. My bump of caution is very large, re sulting in a rare development of my running qualities. I, like so many other self-made men, do not know what fear is. but I alw ays have a precipitate inclination to show a dangerous foe how my coat fits in the back, and am always very generous in lending enchantment to the view, distance being no object, just no there's enough ot it between us. Contrary to report. 1 am not reckless, but when close pressed bv a too inquis itive dog, 1 have been known to scale a ten-rail fence with an abandon that would reflect glory on a survivor of the noble Six Hundred. Now the time had come to show my nerve. Tho change from two-gram pills to a full-grown horse would have dismayed most people, but my great grandfather landed on Plymouth llock juct a trifle ahead of the May Flower, didn’t like the soil and came west, and I resolved not to disgrace him. Our neighbor owned a horse whose daily business consisted in running a wood saw ing-innchine, and I resolved, despite my wife’s entreaties, to borrow the ani mal on the following Smiday. Theoon- tract was made without trouble. 1 took every precaution to have things go right, and. under pretense of watching them saw wood, 1 narrowly scanned the ac tions of the horse in the box. He was a picturesque looking animal; a beautiful range of hills running along his back while the landscape on either side was much broken and diversified. He had a f;ood steady gait, and making my caten ations from the number of revolutions the wheel at the saw made, I judged he could make the mile post in2:29. That t-eemed like pretty quick time, and when 1 told my wife about it she begged me not to go. But I remembered Plymouth Rock, and went next day to gain more pointers. The horse I was a “diamond in the rough. ’ I think you could have scratched a plate glass window with most any corner of him. 1 always noticed a peculiar gleam in the eye of the soap-grease man when lie looked at him, and he was a connois seur. The horse had a pathetic droop to his upper lip, and must have bad a h story. On his right flunk was a brand of an ark with a rainbow in the back ground, indicating great antiquity. I took him an ear of corn one day, and when I held it up to his good eye, he did not recognize it. They were plainly strangers, and the horse jumped buck as though he thought it was loaded. As 1 watched, the possibilities in that horse grew, as likewiso did my admira tion. Traveling, as he always did, up hill, the sections of his haek-bone had kind o' settled towards his tail and seemed to have little life in them. But just let the saw strike a knot in the log, and the way he'd couplo that train of bones and start up grade would ring a cheer from a six-driver locomotive. I think bo dissipated on "anti-fat,” and when he'd gather up his forces for a final spurt he'd make Hnverly’s “bones” green with envy. My wife, meanwhile, was busy pre paring for my Sunday excursion. She hail a life-preserver rolled up to put un der tlie tail-board of the saddle, some bandages and splints, a canteen of cold tea ami a bottle of patent liniment. I suggested, scarcastically, that a fog horn would add to the general cfl'ect of the collection, but she said the almanac said Sunday would be a clear day, so I subsid«-d. These preparation« for war looked so much like reality that I be gan to inquire into the habit« of the horse more closely. They said he got loose one night and ate up a tub of soft -o.ip; ate all the bristles off of the hog'« back and the brush end of tho broom. All this from pure viciou-ness. for they had given him a pintcup level full of oats two days before. He snap ped a straw hat off of the preacher’s boy'.« hi ad and swallowed it—buckles and all. It was cons'dered utter reck- les-ne-s to leave kindling-wood or shavings within his reach. From this lime on I had no peace. Could I, as the head of a family, even in an attempt to regain my health, risk my life on such a steed? Saturday n ght I slept but little, but Sunday mom ng brought relief. Some bail bov« had broken into tho horse's stable tlm previous night and poured a peek of oats into his feed box. They (mind him dead and the oats untouched. The verdii t <>f the soap-grease man at the po-t-nmrti ni examination was that he enme to hi« death from palpitation of the heart superinduced by fright. In i *11 Ifs long life he had never seen >o many oats before. — < or. Peek's Sun. An American Drama ot To-day. The Actress—A new play? Pray don't ask me to rend it Can't you give me a synopsis of the most striking nedents? The Author—With pb a-ure. In the first act there is a corn colored silk cos- tome. In the e<<>nd there are two Iresses, i-iclml ng the very latest wraps and p u.uioLs. The liter, st in the third act fails oil' to a r d ng habit, but in the our.h and fifth acts t ier« are no leas tiuin : rec complete c >-t mies. ami all made by Worth. 1 think it w II be a -nccess. T e A tre~s—Name your pric x s r. I'll take it - Phdadeph a < a l. T 10« young men of Boson ri ei-nt* y rode th - i- bicv'-le. lro.n th <t o»t«r to Yew < >r.< .ns. a <1 tane» > f ouu tbou- „neu burnire 1 mid.