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And under the bow the lucent ripples break
In shapes that are fair, iu rhythm that is sweet
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—Nelson Reed, of Stanhope, N. J.,
has raised several pumpkins aggregat
ing four hundred and fifty pounds in
weight. The largest one weighs eighty-
six pounds.
—Sundown is the name of a quaint
little place near Big Indian, in the
Catskills, where the people witness the
setting of the sun nt three p. in. and
the rising at nine a. m. Four mount
ains nearly surround the settlement.
The people are generally healthy, and
those who have lived there for a long
time have an owl-like faculty of seeing
in the gloom.
—Eighteen years ago a carpenter
lost his plane while working on a
house at Oswego, N. Y. He hunted
high and low, but found no trace of it.
The other night he dreamed that tho
plane was behind the laths at a certain
point in the house. He went there,
took up a clapboard, and found his
tool. Like Rip Van Winkle’s gun, the
plane fell to pieces when he took it up.
—Among other relics of the mound
builders discovered near Devil’s Lake,
D. T., by Prof. Montgomery, of the
North Dakota University, is what he
calls a sacrificial mound, in which,
seventeen inches from the surface, are
wells easily found because of a lining
of lime about the sides and layers of
bark on the bottom. These are deep
enough to hold bodies in a sitting pos
ture.
—Of a strange freak of nature the
Steuben Republican says that “Henry
Zimmerman, of Scott township, has a
freak of nature in the form of a pig
with only two legs, both in front
Strange to say, it runs about with per
fect ease with its body clear from the
ground. There is not a sign of a hip
or a leg behind. The pig is four weeks
old and is as fat and healthy as any in
the litter.”
—The Columbia Sentinel, of Georgia,
publishes this death notice: “On Fri
day last, just after the sun had kissed
this world good night, and passed into
its bed of crimson and gold, the spirit
of A. G. Sturgis vacated its habitation
of clay, and wended its way to the
Father who gave it, and to-day is
walking the glory-lit hills of immortal
ity in the New Jerusalem, where there
is no night.”
—The latest “fad” is the interest at
tached to the finding of an old button
shoe. We are told with great sincer
ity that a young girl on finding one
would count the buttons remaining on
it she would be able to tell exactly the
number of years which would elapse
before her marriage, each button repre
senting one year. It is looked upon as
a great piece of misfortune (by the
credulous) to find a shoe minus but
tons.
—The want of accuracy in shooting,
owing to the imperfect construction of
lhe cannon in early times, is well illus
trated by the fact that in 1812, at the
battle of Salamanca, 3,500,000 car
tridges and 3,000 cannon balls were
tired, with the result of only 8,000 men
lieing put hors de combat. And as late
ns 1857, during the Kaffir war, 80,000
cartridges were fired in a single engaffe-
ment in which only twenty-five of the
enemy were killed.
—From all accounts of the “silver
snake” of Honduras it most resembles
quicksilver in its movements. One
traveler tells of a specimen four inches
long and about the size of a fence wire
which it was impossible to hold when
taken in the hands. The statement is
repeated« w hich is sai<l to be made on
good authority, that fowl often ewt
these snakes and shortly after can
have the pleasure of doing so again, as
in a few minutes one will wiggle
through the alimentary canel and ran
perform the feat many times without
tiring»
— “Aim high, ” is the Savanah Jews
advice to young men. This is the
same old chestnut th t the girl sprung
on the fellow who kissed her on the
chin.— Xatfrill* American.
Afar where the waves and the sky together are
growing,
Out of the jaws of night with muttering roar,
Comes a tremulous thunder, a sound as of sea
kine lowing;
I The voice of the deep that is sullenly smiting
the shore.
Adown from the measureless mountain of sails
above,
When the starlight falters and melts and is too
faint to glisten,
A sailor lud murmurs an old world ballad of love;
And the sea and my heart are silent and trem
ble and listen.
—W. J. Hendersou.
enough for you and ibg to», uud I premia*
you I will not vacate it.”
Tho ghost stirred uneasily add opened its
colorless lips r.s if speaking; however,
apology, if apology there were, was inaudi
ble.
“Do not exert those sjiectral jtws,” I con
tinued. “I cannot hear you. In your tase,
actions will indeed speak louder than words.
If you have taken my hint, prove it—by van
ishing.”
So far from vanishing was he that i
fancie<l be settled himself a little more com
fortably in bis chair.
“You will not? Rumor has it that in your
earthly days you were a gallant gentleniuu,
the very pink of courtesy. I put it to you, do
you think it quite honorable for you thus to
enter, uninvited, into a lady’s bedchamber at
midnight? Would any but the most immoral
of ghosts thus conduct themselves? Will you
go peaceably F
More working of the spectral jaws.
“You’ll not go? But I say you shall L There
is a Cunard steamer to sail from Boston the
day after to-morrow; if you mount upcu
some farmer’s wagon you can go to Plym
outh, and there take the train for Boston.
Though the steamers are very full this sum
mer, there’ll l>e room for you; perhaps you’ll
find an Alden there! 1 give yrM just three
days’ grace, If you do not jo Lome volun-
tarily I will compel you U jvave. Ali, you
sneer!
You think 'tis h weak woman's
threat! Sir Rufus, when you dwelt in this
colony priests were below par; in fact I
doubt if there was even one in this most Pu
ritan of commonwealths. Now, however, the
pendulum of time has traversed its arc and
reached the other extreme. If you appear
here even once next week I will have yoii—
exorcised I Ab, that startles you! Yes, I know a
young man, enthu iastic in all mediaeval lore,
who had just entered holy orders; nothing
will more delight him than to come here,
laden with all legendary lMe, and at the
sM«*mn hour of midnight, «^itk bell, book and
candle, he will not only curse you and lay
you, but summon up the shade of your dead
liest foeund send him after you!”
At that instant, to my vexation, a tiny ray
of daylight shot up in the east, and every
rooster on the place began to crow his loudest.
Of course the ghost disappeared.
While we were taking our breakfast the
next morning, I told M.aria all about my in
terview with Sir Rufus: her opinion of it I
have already told you .
I never saw Sir Rufus again, and perhaps
would have forgotten all about my adven
ture had not my favorite nephew, Sprague
Pemberton, been so ridiculously in love with
•ittle Olive Thayer. It seems that up to the
time he went to Scotland that summer Olive
bad been half engaged to him, waiting the
approval of her father, who, being in the
navy, was not easily consulted. Before Capt.
Thayer reached home Olivo had written to
Sprague that on no account could she again
hold uny intercourse with him; that, having
discovered his true character, she was glad
tha‘ her eyes were opened before marriage,
instead of after.
Of course Sprague came at once to us with
bis sorrow; to his Aunt Maria because she
was sentimental and could sympathize; to
me, because I am level headed and always
ready to give sound, practical advice. He
arrived in the morning; ut night, just as the
so called “line storm” had risen in all its
fury, who should drive up to our doors but
Mi-s. Thayer (who was an old schoolmate of
mine) and Olive! Neither party could Lieat
an instant retreat, not only because of the
storm, but because there was literally no
pla<v to go to.
So the two young people glowered at one
another like two Kilkenny cats, while we
older ones made lame attempts th be witty
md entertaining. At last Maria bud a
«happy thought.
“Oh, Sprague!” she exclaimed, “I have such
a joke at the expense of your Aunt Eustasia!
But first I must read you an extract from a
letter which I received today from your
cousin Lucy; you know she is visiting friends
in England: she says; ‘Oh, auntie, I’ve seen
a ghost—a real, sure enough ghost! And
what is more, this summer is the first time he
ever “walked” in Lounsberry abbey. No
one knows who he is or what he wuntd, and
ill the family—all who have seen him, that
is—are much excited over his appearance.
He is a tall, fine looking man, dressed in the
costume under I don’t know what reign; he
wears a sword and carries bis bat under his
left arm, one of the finger is gone from his
t ight hand, and be has a long sword cut on
his right cheek. He’ ”-----
“Why, that is my ghost!” cried Sprague,
just as I exclaimed, “The ghost of Sir
Rufus!”
The Thayers looked up in surprise.
“I say, auntie, read it again.”
And at Sprague’s bidding, Maria re-read
5he description.
“That’s him!” said Sprague, positively.
‘Do you know that old buffer went over to
England in the steamer with me? Don’t,
laugh” (I assure him I wasn’t laughing), “for
I saw him as plainly as I do you. Claude
Merrill bunked iu with me for two nights,
>ut be didn’t see him. and he hinted thut it
was a case of ‘snakes? that I had been drink-
.ug too bard, and he left me and went in with
mother chap; but I swear I hadn’t. 1 stood
the old gentleman’s company for three nights,
md then I got s «> im « morphine from a fellow
on board, and I slept after that.”
A movement on Olive’s part made me
,lance at her; her pretty cheeks were
fiushed, her eyes sparkled, her rosy lips were
parted with a smile. I saw through the
whole thing at once; some one had told Mrs.
I'bayer that my boy was a drunkard and an
«>piuin eater!
“Your grandmother, also Lucy’s, was an
Alden, and that is why be went into your
stateroom, Sprague,” said I. “I told him to
go liome; when di<l you sailF
“Why, Eustasia,” exclaimed Maria, “do you
not remember? It was the Thursday after
we came into this bouse on a Monday.”
“So it was. Sir Rufus bad the audacity to
appear to me here, and I told him to take the
next Cunarder for England, for if he didn’t
I’d get Harold Powers to come here and ex
orcise him. I suggested that there might be
one of his relations on tbo steamer, but I
never thought of you, Sprague. Well, I am
glad he is I wk in Ix«unsberry Abbey, where
be belongs! Now, Maria, maybe you will
admit that J did not have Nightmare on that
occasion,” Raid I.
The wind roared down the wfala throated
chimney, moaned under the doors, rattled the
loose windows; the rain lashed and beat on
•very side; but it disturbed us not one whit,
jr.igue and I detal ed, toa highly interested
•our »any (1 never addressed a more attentive
audience), our interviews with and impres
»ions of tba late, very late, Sir Rufus Louns-
I jerry. Just lief ore we roaa to retire, Mrs
Thayer «aid, gracefully:
“There are indeed more things in heaven
and earth than we may do aught but dream
uf. I allowed myself and my daughter to be
-eadily prejudiced against you, Sprague, and
[ beg that you will accept my apology.”
“Not another word, «lear madam!” cried be,
sizing her proffer«» 1 hand moot joyfully.
“How could you poosibly know that my aunt
Eu’ta«ia had sent an old gboet to eerort nu
nfely to EnglandF—Thomas E. Wadleigb in
Frank Leah* «.
Maria was simply talking nonsense when
«he said that 1 had had nightmare. It wa«
not I who ate so heartily of Jane’s “slap
jacks” and maple syrup at supper that night;
I was abstemious, and partook only of the
cold ham and dry toast, Lopping off with a
few educators and a bit of old cheese. If she
had slept in tho north chamber she would not
have been so sure it was all a dream.
I knew when I bought the house that it was
considered “haunted,” and that that was one
reason whj- it had so long been tenantless
and was sold so cheap, though perhaps the
tact that modern civilization had not brought
a railway car within ten miles of it may also
have reduced its marketable value. But
neither of these considerations had any weight
whatever with me after I had once been over
the dear old place, with its low ceilings
and its high wainscots, its broad stairways,
its tall carved mantelpieces and generous fire
place's, its square windows thickly set with
tiny panes of irregular, greenish glass; after I
had caught one glimpse of the rambling gar
den full of the old fashioned flowers—mari
golds, sweet williams, mourning brides, pop
pies, clove pinks, picotees, ladies’ slippers,
johnny jump ups and larkspurs—decorously
ienced in with borders of spicy box—with its
gray, moss grown, cracked stone sun dial sur
rounded by a bed of English daisies; with its
limpid pond, fed by a natural spring, now
half choked by* rushes and cow lilies. Ah, Ido
not wonder that even hot brained, unroman
tic Sir Rufus hated to leave the plac I And, I
assure you, I take great credit to myself be
cause I succeeded in making him do so.
We—my sister Maria an«I I—took the place
so that we might have a summer home, not a
mere makeshift abiding place; and as our old
Jane had been brought up on a farm, she was
only too glad to go with us. To be sure it
was a good ways from Boston, but then Jane
had no “followers,” Maria was too lame to
care much about shopping, and as for me, I
was delighted to own a far off s|>ot, where re
porters could not find me, and where a hasty
summons to lecture in some distant town
would be very sure to come to hand just
about twenty-four hours too late. Oh, 1 was
sure I could rest there!
As I have said, it was an old house—an an
te-colonial house one might almost say, for its
foundations were laid soon after the Speed
well landed her first living cargo on these
shores; and it was only right and proper that
it should be “haunted”—yes, haunted by
many memories. Could its walls have owned
a tongue as well as ears, what a story I might
bo able to relate!
We were very, very tired the first night of
our stay in our new borne, and if there were
any nocturnal visitors, we knew it not; any
such as rats or mice, Rags always attended to
most faithfully.
Tho second night, however, I was not able
to sleep as well as usual, though I had re
tired at my customary hour, so I lav calmly
awake rounding off certain periods iu my
new lecture, “Woman’s Prior Existence,” in
which I ably proved th.at Eve really was
created lief ore Adam, even accepting the
Genesaic account of creation; there she lay,
perdu, in Adam’s rib; that rib was formed
before he breathed ¡«therefore, she must have
preceded him; however, you are not in
terested m that. I merely mention it to prove
ihat I was wide awake; how could one go to
sleep when meditating upon so important and
soul stirring a matter?
A movement, an inaudible rustle, if 1 may
use the term, in the big chintz covered easy
chair near the fireplace attracted my atten
tion. I glanced in that direction. Then I
looked again. The room was flooded with the
full glory of the midsummer moon, and I
could distinctly see that my unexpected
visitor wns the : emblance of a man—of a man
in the prime of life, clad in the costume of
250 years ago. That he was not a man I was
instantly assured by perceiving that, though
his lips moved, no sound issued therefrom;
the bluo rose« and yellow parrots depicted on
th-» chintz were plainly discernible through
h!*» figure.
Now 1, Eustasia Pemberton, have faced far
too many audiences to experience any stage
fright at the mere Right of a ghost.
Therefore, drawing the counterpane decor
ously around me, I propped myself more
securely up among the pillows, and then ad
dressed him—it—well, let us simplify matters
and say “him.”
“8ir Rufus Lounsberry, I presumeF Raid I,
interrogatively.
He rose to his full height, lai«l his sliadowy
hand over where bis heart used to be, and
bowed profoundly.
“Pray resumo your seat, sir; I am comfort
able; please make ) ourself so, for our chat
may be a prolonged one.”
With another courteous inclination be re
sumed bis former position.
“I beard.” I continued, “when I l>ought rtiis
house, that it was said to have unearthly visi
tors_ ‘haunted? the bucolic mind deeineth it;
•o I have been expecting to seo someth—»ome
one. I have been told that until it i«iw d into
inj poesC’-skrti this maiwiiott I; i* n v<r l-een
out of the h-Uids of an Aide.«; du ) uu kuow if
that Dior
He bowed affirmatively.
“Yes? Thanks. Well now, my friend, as
you were not born here, why do you not go
home to your ancestral halls in England?
Why do you remain in a strange land?
Would it not be more satisfactory to haunt
the mansion where you were born? If you
bavd any senso of honor” (aere his hand flew
to bis ghostly scabbard, but I did not hesi-
Uite), “you will perceive th«» you «re now in
truding. While the Alden« owned this Louse,
jierbaps you, whose mother was an Alden, did
have a ghost—I beg pardon!—a »hsdow of a
«daim to linger around; but there is no Aldan
Physicians say that drinking
b oodin my veins, nor Loumberry either, an«I
«ai don me' if I «eem mbropitable -you are an title, of water will produce fa
«rt.wne vinter. Thia ho* to act larp UM whj are 0>b so boujl
M ake money ,
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SHAPELY AND EASILY FITTED.
DAUGHTERS OP eve .
Steplien V. White, the Well Known Wall
Street Operator, on Financiering.
Hands of Country Girls anil the Kind ol
Gioves 1 hey Wear—Glov«» for Men.
“Success in Wall street dependis a good deal
upon a man’s environment. If he gets into a
broker’s office where there arc live and stir
ring men, and be has gooti staying qualities,
he will probabiy rise from the humbler du
ties of a clerk to a wider field of operation.
But there are offices within a stone’s throw
where old fogyism prevails, and a man might
as well be paving the streets for a fortune as
to enter one of them. There arc employers
who seem to think that nobody connected
with them ought to rise. A niu|i seeking to
make Wall street the scene of his life work
should exercise great care and discrimination
to avoid such men. Does it require a special
aptitude to secure success in Wall street?
Well, yes; it requires a special aptitude to
succeed in any business.
4 “Some men,” ho continued, “are Tim Lin
kin waters; you remember Cheeryble Broth
ers in Dickens? Tim knew every pigeonhole
iu their desks and was as familiar and slow
as possible. These men do not rise a flight
above a pigeonhole and they never make any
thing better than highly prized confidential
clerks who a^ a great comfort to their em
ployers. That is an aptitude that has its
manifest use in the financial world, but it is
not that that develops a man’s fortunes be
yond the point of a decent living. On the
other hand, there are men who are the exact
opposite of the Tim Linkinwaters, men who
are all dash and bravado, who attempt a big
coup—that word I use because it expresses
the idea better than anything I happen to
know iu the English language—such men arc
always sure to make worse failures in the
street than the slow, methodical plodders.
Yet most outsiders, I imagine, take all brokers
for just such men, because the magnitude of
operations is oft time« blinding and the public
cannot see the real circumstances at the back
of them.
“The essential di/Terence between our busi
ness and that of any other man is that a
broker has to square bis books every day and
see where he stands. A dry goods man could
fail and not find it out for month»; but if a
broker has not the capital to work with be
finds it out in double quick order. Commer
cial paper is of little account; he must have
collateral.
“The great point to liear in mind about
Wull street business is this: If a man starts
in and wants to make a fortune at once he
will barely make a living; if he starts out
with the purpose of making a living be will
end in most cases by making a fortune. It
will take about twenty years on the aver*
age.”
“But does not the record show that S. V.
White made a million in cue day on the oc
casion of a certain series of transactions in
Lackawanna?”
Mr. White (he is not a deacon at all, by
the way) smiled all over his face as he re
called that pleasant incident in his career.
“That is about the figure,” he admitted,
“but you must bear in mind that I haC been
on the street almost twenty years at tin.«
time, and had accumulated by conservative
management, avoiding sensational coups,
enough capital to justify the great risks I
took ou that Lackawanna operation. But,
sir, that episode should be no false encour
agement to young fellows. It was the oppor
tunity of a lifetime, and if I had been a
Linkinwater it would have passed undevel
oped, and if I had lieen from the start a
plunger I should not have had the capital to
stand the strain it involved.”—Louisvi)]<
Courier-J ournal.
* uIIow do you iliffl New York ladies’ hands?’
“Comparatively small,” said the girl at the
glove counter. “They average between 5^
and 6}^, but of course there are exceptions.
Why, just before you came in I spent nearly
three-quarters of an hour tugging and pull
ing at a No. 6 glove trying to get it on a land
that needed a 7*>^. The woman was a society
leader, and her diamonds would make me
happy enough to leave here and get----- well,
never mind what,” and she blushed. “She
may have worn a 6 five years ago, but she
has no use for 6s now. What she wanted was
T^s.”
“And what was the other class?”
“Oh, yes. They are the country girls. You
smile, because you think of large, course, red
hands, smelling of butter and milk. The girls
do have a refreshing look, and smell of the
country, and I’d rather wait on 100 of them,
saturated as they are with nature’s jierfutiies,
than on one society woman washed iu lily of
the valley. Honest, I would. Country girls’
hands are small and white as any society
girl’s who never did a stroke of work in her
life. I cannot aaplain it, and I am not going
tc try, only it is a fact. There’s a funny
thing iitiout them, too. Their hands are al
ways shapely and easily fitted with gloves.
As a usual thing they want plain, bright
colors, such as tan, yellow, blue or dark
green; the brighter the better for them. The
society girl wants something recherche like
mignonette,’ ‘putty,’ ‘ashes of roses,’ 'wood
tints,' ‘iiKMinbeain' and all neutral tints. They
must have a glove to match every one of
their dresses.”
“And how al>out men?”
“Well, they are charming. I don’t say that
because I’m a woman. Men always come in
and give their number, say what color they
want and don’t take up any time at all. Usu
ally they take some shade of tan or plain
black. A great many iron who are fastidious
without it being known always wear black
gloves. They know the secret that a black
glove always makes the hand look smaller.
S|>eakiiigof black reminds ine that mourning
styles in gloves change as often, almost, as it
does in dresses. Some years ago it was the
style to wear a black dressed kid for deep
mourning, and now the sorrow is softened
by wearing undressed kids in black. A society
lady whom 1 know very well, because she
buys all her gloves here, bought six pairs of
undressed mourning gloves wlien her pet
dog died, last spring. That may sound
nonsensical, but it is the truth never
theless. For full dress, chalk white and cream
and pearl arc the real tony slm les, and—ah,
yes I came near forgetting the dudes. I don’t
mean athletic society young nieu, but real
dudes, who talk like babies and lisp. They
arc just too funny anything. They come in
and look over a box or two of gloves, stretch
them to see how light the kid is when on the
hand, and I have had them ask me to let
them see the glove by gas light. Oh, they’re
up to all sorts of tricks, the dudes arc.”
The pretty, tired looking shop girl sighed,
brushed back her brown Langtry bang, and
went to lunch. Like the policeman’s, the
glove clerk’s lot is not a happy one.—Belle
Archer in New York Star.
Mrs. M. Izmise Thomas, president of Soro
s’s, is a bee keejier, and gathers 10,000 pounds
of honey a year.
Little Miss Lizzie Bell Sinclair, of Everitts-
town, N. J., celebrated her twelfth birthday
recently by completing a bed quilt that con
tains 11,210 pieces.
Belva Lockwood has annexed to her law
office at Washington a bureau for finding
wives for men who are too busy to spend
their time in courting.
Queen Victoria keeps always in her private
apartment a statuette of the lamented John
Brown, which goes wherever the queen her
self travels. Its usual place is on her private
writing desk.
On Jenny Lind's coffin was placed by Mr.
Goldschmidt a wreath of myrtle made from
a tree planted years ago by the great singer
herself in the sliape of a tiny twig plucked
from her wedding w'reath.
Before going to Oak View to dine Thanks
giving Day Mrs. Cleveland directed the send
ing of flowers from the White House conser
vatory to the Central Union mission and to
several churches and charitable institutions.
Miss Susan B. Anthony is engaged in organ
izing woman suffrage clubs at various points
in Indiana, and her appeals and ]>ersonal ef
forts have resulted in many accessions to the
army of women who believe they have a
right to vote.
Milwaukee has a bowling club of eighteen
fair damsels who practice religiously seven
times a week and have become strong and
robust from the exercise. They are very ex-
>ert at the game and confidently expect to
• anquish any club of gentlemen that may
■hallenge them.
When the principal for a seminary for girls
in Washington, Pa., started to take her
scholars home from church the other Hun-
lay evening she found the usual crowd of
voung men waiting outside the doors. She
nade the girls go back, much against their
•vill, and would not budge until a policeman,
whom she sent for, made the boys go away.
how TO’
Colored People*« Association«.
N« groes are exceedingly partial to socie
ties, ai’d are never so happy os when making
n sfieech or when inarching in a parade. The
names of the offices in these associations are
note«I for their bigness They have supreme
royal kings and other verliose titles that even
when abbreviated into initials sadly fatigue
the alphabet. Not long ago the subjects in
one of these societies relielled ngaiust the
king and deposed him. One of the proudest
moments in a colored man’s life is when he
can arise iu the progress of a discussion and
say “Mister Churmau!”
The negro«« generally are very gregarious.
They liko to come together in open meeting.
They are good churchgoer«, especially when
there are “protracted” meetings—that is, re
vivals, on hand. Of course, they are de
voted to camp meetings. This year they have
l»een especially so. There have been camps
in a.l parts of the state, of all sizes and ex
cent. The one near Baltimore is really a very
large affair, with excellent tents and a big
attendance. At some of the smaller ones in
the lower part of the peninsula the tents are
either squatty structures or covered wagons
with their wheels sunk into the ground. A
special exhorter of large local reputation
down that way goes by the name of “The
Swamp Angel.” If you have never attended
one of these backwoods camps you have
missed a treat.—Maryland Cor. New York
Time«.
A Musty Medical Tradition.
Among the unwritten laws of the medical
profession is a provision that none of its mem
bers shall give any newspa|>er advertisement
of their calling. Beyond mock modesty the
reason for this rule is hard to find. Lt a phy
sician have confidence in is art as a healer of
men’s physical ailments, it is no less his own
than the interest of sufferers that his /kill be
made known.
How this shall be done,
whether by direct or indirect advertisement,
is a matter of business. Advertisement in
«oine form or other is necessary. Like the
li y (roods man’« wares, the physician’s art is
tor sale. Like the merchant, the doctor will
put up a sign indicating his whereabouts, but
he doctor, while glad to have his patients
xtol and thus advertise his capacity, hesi
ates because of a musty tradition of his pro
ession to emulate the merchant, who has
found direct announcement through newspa
pers the best possible method of attracting
the custom which, If he would lie successful,
the doctor no less than the merchant needs.
To assume that because a licensed physl*
•ian chooses to advertise he is an em-
iric would be as unwarranted as the as-
umption that because through failure to ad
vertise he gained no patients he liad no
knowledge.—Chicago Herald.
A Niglit at Mnglnni«*.
Deputy Coroner Johnston was sworn and
deposed:
“L ist night about 11 o’clock, your honor, I
was standing in the door of the morgue when
a man camo through Dunbar alley. He was
bare headed, his nose was bleeding, and he
was all covered with sawdust.
“ ‘Hello!’ I said; ‘you’re in pretty bad luck.
What’s the matter with you/’
“ ‘Oh, nothin’,’ be said; ‘I’ve just been over
to Maginnis’.’
•‘About three minutes later another man
<‘jjine into tho alley limping badly. One of
his eyes was swollen dreadfully an«l bis cheek
was bloody.
“‘Well,’ 1 asked, ‘what policeman clubbed
youf
“ ‘No (Milirctnan, youn j feller.’ he answered;
I've just bjen over to Maginnis’.’
“A third man appeared prctty soon, looking
like a total wreck. Homebody had btep|>ed on
the lingers of his left hand. They were all
broken and dmigling like so many sausages.
“‘Ah,’ said I, ’what’s happened to youf
“ ‘Not much in particular. I’ve just been
>ver to Maginnis'?
“I went inside, your honor, ami presently I
perceived a fuce ¡leering through the window
of the morgue from the outside. It was the
worst bunged up face I ever saw. The fore
head was skinned and gory, the eyes were
mere lines oy mounds of discolored flesh, and
the iips were like two slices of cantaloupe.
All his front teeth were knocked out and
blood was dripping down on lite shirt front.
“ ‘Well,’ I said, going to the door, ‘what do
vou want, my friend f
“‘I’m looking for the receiving hospital?
“ ‘Been over to Maginnis'f I inquired.
“ ‘Maginnis’ be dashed,’said be;‘I’m Ma
ginnis hints If?
“Yes,” affirined Mr. Johnson, “I recognize
the prisoners in the dock os the four men. I
presume the gentlemen met later and resumed
the discussion?’
Dec'ision reserved.—Han Francisco Exam
iner.
A Baby at a Matinee.
A baby entertained « Wednesday matinee
mdience at a Broadway theatre. The play
had failed, and fewer than a hun<ln*d per*
sons were there to see it. The performers
had accepted the verdict of rejection by tho
public, and were disposed to gag and guy.
The one comedian in the compuny who had
been able to make any fun with bis role was
inc«|>acitated by illnes!«, and had to lie omitted
much of the time. It was a dole ul occasion.
A farce with hardly any audience to laugh at
it is exceeded in gloom only by one which
<*annot provoke a smile on one out of a
hundred face«. No mental baiometer could
have measured the depression of spirits in the
luditorium, but it was, never! betels, much
less there than on the stage. When it was at
its worst an infant escaped from its possibly
Numbering toother, toddled lonesotnely down
the able, steadied itself at the otHieetra rail,
.jot its first impression of thunder right from
the blaring mouth of a big bugle, and fell
Iaick ward with a wail of horror. The roar of
laughter astounded the actor who happened
to tie at the footlights. Nothing like that bad
Bemedy Worse Than the DIseMse.
That merry little joker, Marshall P. Wil been heard that week in the house. He
ier, tells a story of a gentleman who had a looked down and saw the cause of the merri
log of which be was very proud. Th», animal ment. “Como up here, little one,” he said,
was troubled with fleas. To rid the dog of “we need you.”—New York Sun.
the fleas a friend advised the use of kerosene.
The Bnlmon Halil In Aversion.
Af.er using it on the dog the gentleman re
The fishermen in Scotland declare that the
turned home and found seven fleas on hi*
doorstep, and they all looked up in his face as «almon’« tail is pointe<| “since Loki became a
if to say, “Well, when are you going to get salmon, and was caught by that appendage
while slipping through a net set for him by
□s another dogF—New York Tribune.
the gods.” Curious to sav, in some |>aru of
Scotland the salmon is held in great aversion,
A Bed In Japan.
its name not even Is-ing mentioned Thus in
A bed In Nikko, Japan, Is eight or more certain district« it to known «« llw “wo-and-
thick silk wad«ied comforters piled U[>on the
o's finh,” and in others as “tho beast.”—Chi
floor ; upon this a very ample WMdded coat is cago News.
placed. You slip into this great coat, put
your arms into the long sleeves, draw it over
Is Walking fnJurlonsT
you and sleep. The pillow is a block of wood.
Fart walking, it is claimed, is injurious tc
A [>aper lantern is lighted all night, for tiie the complexion. It pumfii the Blood into the
licopie are iuwb afraid of the dark —Boston head, an«I does m -re to ruin the Knglhh and
Uu«lget.
Scotch complexions than all other influence
In Mexico laborers get eighteen to twenty- combined, for the English and Scotch worn««
Ire cents a day and are often paid in fam walk more “ru<hingly” tbas Americana.—Cbi
froduee
BASEBALL TALK.
The league salary limit for umpires is
said to be $1,500.
The California league has adopted the
double umpire system.
Catcher Henry Yaick, of Detroit, has
signed with Wheeling.
The Browns and Detroit« contemplate a
spring series of exhibition games.
The Yale pitcher, Hutchinson, received
$1,800 from Des Moines last season.
The new Chicago club is said to be contem
plating the engagement of I-arry McKeon.
The New York combination, it is settled,
will regain in ’Frisco until Feb. 15 at least.
After refusing many eastern offers, Bing
ham, the Harvard college pitcher, has signed
with the St. Paul club.
President Day intends sending his men
south next spring. This will give his new
men a chance to show what they can do.
The American association is going to make
its games doubly attractive next year by hav
ing all of the best umpires in the country.
The Washington club has already made ar
rangements for the spring opening of next
season. The Cleveland club will be the open
ing attraction.
President Von der Ahe say« that both
Brooklyn and Cincinnati will have strong
nines next year, and both should make a good
fight for the pennant.
Buck Ewing is doing some phenomenal
pitching since the New York combination
started for California. It is a great pity he
was not given a trial during the summer.
When President Von der Ahe recently
asked Director Doyle if he wanted his whole
club Mr. Doyle said: “Yes, and you included.
I will give $50,000 for the whole business.”
SPORTING AND ATHLETIC.
Sir Dixon is the must popular candidate
for the next Kentucky Derby.
The Dwyers have engagements for about
$200,000 of stakes next season.
James Quirk, the Canadian sprinter, has
gone to England to try his luck in the handi
cap«.
It is not at all improbable that Dominick
McCaffrey and Peter Nolan will meet in Min
neapolis some time next month.
W. Byrd Page, the world’« champion
jumper, has decided to quit public life and
go on with his ix>st graduate course at the
University of Pennsylvania.
Bendigo, tlie great English race horse for
whom an offer of $100,000 was refused two
years ago by his owner, a wealthy brewer,
now has nearly that amount to his credit in
stakes won, and is still sound and Useful.
California now has the honor of having
the best trotting records at 1, 2, 8 and 4-year-
old, vix.: Yearling, Norlaine, 2:31}^; 2-year-
old, Wildflower, 2:21; 8-year-old, Hable
Wilke«, 2:18; 4-year-old, Manzanita, 2:16.
“Reddy” Gallagher, of Cleveland, and Con
Riley, of Franklin, O., met in Dayton, O.,
Nov. 22, and signed article« of agreement for
a six round glove fight on Dec. 10. Galla
gher’s weight is 155, pounds and Riley’s 170.
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