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THE CUP WHICH CHEERS. I •« - Amer- Caused a Country Parson to ' kI“,"«" "*■“*” ,ra" F„rei(ill , u,lum, Shut up His Hymn Book LAmerican Queen.] and Swear. If manv ,-ups of te. have the reverse of a beneficial effect on the system, on account of tlie reaction and sense of ex- | [Arkansaw Traveler.] " llcl* tl,e-v “liablv produce, Ighile Col. Glint was in the city he was the I . - .... EUs Mr Mulkittle that to t yet the first cup of tea offered is as in Euf the time. In the Mulkittle house he vigorating as it is welcome, and the tea •> the hJ Et oeveral nights very quietly, but after is as closely associated with English “*lj laj ■ fourth night he engaged board at a cheap and American women in the minds of rrenclimen as is coffee with the French ■tong-house. iardi^ jJ ■Are you ready to go up to your room?” in the minds of Americans. As to the L.I Mr. Mulkittle. accompaniments of tea-cream and rYes,” the conolel replied. “I reckin I can »ugar-a, recent writer boldly asks: Ln, but 1 don’t know. Lying around town « by dou t we forswear them both? as Lt agree with me. I am used to work, at this hour of the day they interfere far L if I had a couple of trees to chop down I more with the digestive "organs than I could regain some of my lost physi- < oes the tea itself; he considers M J Lk ,,r "mJ jforee.” ■*.' natisj Ipon’tyou call preaching work?” asked it would always be as rational to add cream and sugar to wine asto delicately Lther Mulkittle. This is rather going ■‘Well, it is work after a fashion, but it flavored tea. Lt loosen up the joints like splitting rails. ahead, writer, and if we are inclined to sacrifice our sugar we have not yet mad. Cyou ever split rails?” pNo, and I hope I never shall.” up our minds to give up our cream; in tuera |‘I hope you do not consider yourself above deed, gentlemen who drink tea are very Lh work ?” free with the cream, both when help Fit’s not that, Brother Glint. I dou’t con ing ladies and when helping themselves. ker myself above milking a cow, but 1 do Sugar is decidedly going out of fashion k care to engage in the exercise.” at afternoon tea, and out of ten ladies, MVhy did you single out a cow?” perhaps, only three will sav yes when it •Just happened to think of a cow, that’s is offered; but it may be this is rather the result of fashion than fancy. ■‘Didn't somebody tell you that I milk the The E reuch, on the contrary, take ■sat home?” ■i have never heard of anything of the sugar lavishly; they even dispense with the use of sugar tongs, which the ■d.” two t,w ■Then you are certain you meant no disre- Americans consider so indispensable at htti'pimij ■ct to me when you referred to the cow ?” the tea-table, and help themselves to ihwk . J ■•Why, my dear sir, such an idea is pre- sugar with their fingers. 'tern, tti Kterous.’’ W e draw upon the Russians for many 1 the hrç * tini rd ■‘Not so preposterous as you may suppose, of our customs connected with the din ■ 1 know town people have a disposition ner table, but have not yet taken kindly t ptttiid ■make fun of people who live in the couu- to their idea of tea drinking; that is to not »n Lr, and I want you to understand that if I say, substituting lemon for sugar and Spite J ■ a country preacher 1 ain’t a slouch. I naib.d Li preach all around any man in this cream—“fragrant peel and a hint of hope ¿I acid, ’ a slice of lemon no thicker nor Bru.” larger than half a crown. This, ac fly mû Li think you are over-sensitive, Brother pr>iw,jl cording to authority already quoted, ■nt, and are disposed to be quarrelsome, E- vbi alter lirel ■is should be an occasion of great brotherly “neither disguises nor fluttens the aroma “P to til ■e, and understand me when I say that I of good tea, as do the conventional ad rtaintrtfl Lil not be instrumental in making it other- ditions, sugar and cream, but combines ‘ ptoniJ Le, Your bed is ready, and there is a lamp with and heightens it.” The great fault ■your room. Good night.” of using lemon consist in adding «Witt. Lol. Glint, without replying, sought his it in excess, whereas a very |om. He lay on the bed and tossed awhile, slight shaving containing both peel altimon, Id then remorse began to seize him. “I and pulp is the correct quantity for a trial (fl Luki go down and ask his pardon,” he an ordinary cup of tea. But this annue Led, •‘but he’s gone to bed. Hello, what’s custom has yet to take root, and with »ri» id Lt?" and he listened. “Somebody outside us this process is but a slow one; we Lrreling with Mulkittle. I'll go down and are not too ready to take up a new idea, Lui the wretch.” 1 VlTAjl Lust as Mr. Mulkittle had stretched him- but once we have done so, it is remark If on the bed, his wife, in a great fright, ex- able with what pertinacity we cling to it. When lemon is substituted for euralá Lin...l; [‘There’s somebody trying to get in at the cream and sugar, slices of the prescribed size are handed with the tea. Any one ^Lnt door. ’’ COl ■Air. Mulkittle went to the door and de- who has once tasted the Russia caravan tea will understand the term good tea, • thi Kindl'd. “Who’s there?” ■‘‘Me,’’ replied a voice. but this is a luxury which only the ■'Who’s me?” wealthy care to invest in, as it costs up ■'I don't know who you are.” replied the ward of $10 per pound. There is, of ■p." fm ■ice of a drunken man. “Must have been course, a medium in all things, and COMM Kt mighty late with the boys if yc*’ hafter there is a wide margin from which to ■k every feller that comes along v».. » you choose, and economy in this direction ■e. AV ho do you reckin you are, auj way? ” the is soon detected. It is the province of ■1 he laughed and slapped himself. ■“If you don't go away from there I'll come the master of the house to buy the tea, Wha ■t there and hurt you.” and the one is far oftener celebrated for ■“You're the man I want to do business the wine he gives his guests than is the other for the choice tea offered to hers. ■th.” ■“lam, eh?” and Mr. Mulkittle threw open ■edoor. The fellow rail away, Mr. Mul- ■tie following him to the yard gate. Just ■ the preacher re-entered the door, he was ■nfrouted by the colonel. The colonel mis- Bok Mulkittle for a burglar, and it flashed ■ toss Mulkittk’s mind that the drunken ■dge had been a device to get him away ■om the door so that a robber could enter, ■e two men did not speak, but grappled with ■ch other. Mulkittle is not slow in a “tus- K” and the colonel, a fact proudly recorded cures K historians, is at home in a hand to hand ■counter. There was just light enough in 1 ■e hall for the men to see each other, ■t not enough to admit of recognition, ■,1W ■lecting his opportunity with the circum- ar Pa ■ection of a physical scientist, Mr. Mulkittle Em ■anted a stunning blow between the eyes of his it«#: ■versary, but ere he could follow up the ad- Jin- thus gained, the colonel, violating the Vella Lntage ■ternational treaty, struck Mulkittle below Le belt, shutting him up like a knife. The Lionel sprang forward to avail himself of Be point gained, but Mulktttle straightened other i |> with the colonel on the back of his neck. er mi Bien followed a series of scramblings with a lethe lew to proper adjustment. Just at this time ■rs. Mulkittle rushed into the hall with the : my Ln<ile of a duster. She leveled a blow, she ■ ar.: Bd not know at whom, but it struck the s in Lionel across the ankle bone. útil, ■ “Hold on!” he yelled, “I pass. I can stand ;tht ■good deal, but w hen I get a era ?k across Kt bone I’m done send ■ “Great heavens!” exclaimed Mr. Mulkittle, ihei kit you?” ir of l“0h, no,” replied the colonel in agony, save Iti» ■t’s not me. It’s the feller that keeps the rs. ■ligate.” I “Bring a light. This is very unfortunate, ■declare.” I “Yes,” the colonel replied “its d—d unfor- IM Lnate. I don’t use such expressions, as a Lie; that is, I don’t swear by note, but vhenaman deliberately sets a trap for me, liter speaking contemptuously of my milking J"'-', and tiirn gets hi', wife to imp out and Llia- k nn‘with a pole, then I shut up the Lynin book and swear.” I “You are entirely wrong, my dear broth- L__” I “Don't brother me. I’ll take you out here Ind hn-ak you against a trei*. Lmnme get Bte balance of my < i<»thes an 1 mieaveyoii. I When he came down stairs again, Mrs. ■lulkittle, seeing that her husband had failed, Attempted to effect a compromise, but he kaved htroft. "Ne. madam, m - uf hu-band pay be a good man, and may walk beside ■ tin- still waters he can t’md. and loll in all lhe green ¡»astures in the neighlx>rhoiMl, but Fhen a man instructs his wife to whack my L ■nkle bone, I'm done. Good night,” aud he ■sought the cheap lodging-house. I kutting a Knaft Under IHfllculties. I d 1 b Í '» I I ' [Chicago Herald.] I The work of cutting a perpendicular shaft pom the 3,900 level of the Mexican mine in Mada to 2,700 level is very difficult and Pangerous. The rock is bitterly hard and it Poes not blast well. With all this a [»erfect Trent of hot water is constantly pouring sown upon the men. It is difficult to con ceive how they can work at all in such a place. They must go principally by the Reuse of touch—must feel their way like blind p p-en. Not only is it impossible for the miners Ito look up, but such is the force of the pour- cascades of water that they cannot climb ¡adders without danger of being beaten and it has been found necessary to rig a ¡«oisting apparatus by which to hoist the men UP to their work. ___ ____ r__ r Coni prehensive. Need of a Better Education. [Demorest's Monthly.] Nearly every one who testified before the senate commission which sat in New York recently, as to the best means of benefiting the laboring classes, agrees that vital changes must be made in our common school education. Boys and girls mnst be trained to work as well as to read, write and cipher. France, Germany, and especially Switzerland, are far ahead of the United States in technical and art education. Hence the immense su periority of the foreign workmen in all our shops and manufactories over the native employes. The American is naturally the most intelligent, quick-witted, and inventive, but he is left hopelessly in the rear when in competition with the trained European artisan. We must rid our selves of the superstition that our com mon school system is perfection. As a matter of fact, it is wofully deficient as compared with the industrial education given by continental European nations to their working classes. Apart from our scientific schools, the Cooper Union, and the Boston Technological institute, no provision has been made in the United States to do work that re quires intelligence and artistic skill. The President'» "lAghtnln’ Wood.” [New York Tribune. ] The other day a large hogshead, sent from North Carolina by express to the president, was delivered at the White House. A colored domestic who took it in charge explained that "Dat dar bar’l is full, sail, ob lightnin’ wood, or as ver might say, split pitch-pine kindlin s fur de making ov fires. Hence Mr. Ar thur hez been presidint. we liev been a-gittin' on 'em ebbery niunf durin de fall an’ winter. Mister Arthur liebber goes to bed in cold wedder w idout a big blazin’ fire in his room, wedder here or out to Soldiers’ Home, and we as has ter clean up and look arter de fires hez ter take up a bundle ol> dis hyar light nin’ wood ebbery night, so as be kin frow it in de tire an' make er blaze, an’ sit dar an' tink while a-watchin' ob de shallows on de wall. When lie uses de lightnin’ wood, lie rebber uses er light, an’ when he gets tired he jumps in de bed an watches de Hames flicker till he goes ter sleep. He’s mighty perticker- ler about dis lightnin’ wood, an if de supply gins out. dar is some fun till dar s more put in de bin. AT A FLEA THEATRE. The Performance of Trained Fleas Behind the Footlights. Whirl, Goe. to Mhow that "The l»o- ■uevtlc Flea I* a Creature of <- ouaiderable lutelli- genre.” [Dantzig letter iu Pall Mall Gazette’ There was a fair going on outside the gates of this most picturesque old city. Wander ing among the booths, our curiosity was ex cited by one which bore the following in scription: “Pariser Floh-Theatre.” Tempted by a man who told us the performance was “just about to begin,” we accepted the tick ets he 1 ~ almost • • • thrust into our • hands, and crossed the threshold of the tent. There was certainly no reason for _ ____ ____ delay, as some- we fouud what to our embarrassment, that we consti tuted the whole of the audience. But, as the fauious flea theatre was about the size of an ordinary tambourine (which instrument it greatly resembled), we should scarcely have had so good a view of the performance if the spectators had been more numerous. Taking our seats as directed about a small round table, we looked with interest at certain card board lx»xes which stood beside the theatre. One of these was open, and showed a number of tiny vehicles, carriages, bicycles, engines, Roman chariots, all as minute as possible. The other boxes, with lids, contained the ac tors themselves. The enterprising manageress, a stout lady in a cotton dressing-gown, placed herself op posite at the table, and prefaced the enter tainment with a short but interesting ad dress. “The ordinary domestic flea,” she be gan, “is a creature of considerable intelli gence, and capable of a high degree of intel lectual cultivation. We have no less than three hundred in this establishment. They are not hungry,” she added hastily, in an swer to some slight expression of anxiety that doubtless portrayed itself ou our counte nances. “I engage a man to come every day and feed them. He bares his arm, the three hundred are placed thereon, and they suck until they are satisfied.” Our immediate ap prehensions thus allayed, the lady pro ceeded to explain that the first pro cess in thegreat work of taming and educat ing a flea was to fasten an invisible gold thread around its neck, by means of which it could be lifted at pleasure or harnessed to any of the vehicles displayed iu the box before us. A well-nurtured specimen will often live to the age of 8 years: and with evident pride she remarked, “We have several among our troup who are already 6 years old,” and so saying, she handed us a powerful microscope, and gratified us by the sight of one of these venerable fleas (magnified to the size of a wasp), kicking and plunging vio lently, in no wise impeded by the weight of its golden collar. The entertainment began with a chariot race by fleas of various nations. The Rus sian was attached to its native drosky, the Siberian to a sledge. England, France and ' Germany had each their representatives, the j former harnessed, I think, to a common Lon don omnibus. Each competitor was supposed to be able to draw a body of six times its own weight. The stage was slightly tilted, however, in order to assist the runners. I re gret I am unable to give you the exact result { of the race, which would doubtless be of in- | tense interest to your sporting friends, but 1 the start could not altogether be ! considered satisfactory. The English steed i went off at a steady trot, without waiting for any one else. The German lay down to have a nap by the way, and most of the others bolted off the course. This being over the lady resumed her lecture. “It is not every flea,” we were informed, “that is gifted with the power of saltation. So far we had seen only, as it were, the beasts of burden—docile insects, indeed, but with no other special accomplishment. Now we were to be treated to a ballet, as danced | by some really superior artistes.” So saying I she opened one of the cardboard boxes, and | extracted theuce with a delicate pair of pincers a dozen of dancing fleas, each ele gantly attired in—or rather, I should perhaps say, covered by—a petticoat of tissue ¡»aper, red, blue, green, yellow—ad the colors of the rainbow. Each dancer was announced by name as she entered upon the scene: Meess Elizabet. Fraulein Alina, Mamzelle Barbe, etc.; and each and all, encouraged by the voice of their directress, performed the most astonishing evolutions, whirling and hopping, skipping, leaping wildly into the air in a way that was comical to behold. It was as if the minutest of ballet girls had been cut in two at the waist, the lower half performing I minus the head and shoulders, or like a Sab- 1 battical dance of fairy lampshades be witched. Now and again, after some unusually pro digious leap, an artiste would be upset. 1 hen, beneath the gay voluminous skirt, the strug gling insect was for a moment visible; quickly replaced on its legs, however, by the watchful care of its mistress. Now came act the third, wheu the interest was supi>osed to culminate; and with much verbal flourish of trumpets, a female roj)e-dancer was produced, second only in renown to the famous Blondin himself. This young lady’s name was Eliza. Hhe lived in a nest of cotton wool, with one other companion, who was prob delicate health, in as she ably called upon to perform. was not Eliza not only danced on a rope, but twice traversed an imaginary unfathomable abyss on a nearly invisible wire suspended between two pins. Finally to conclude the exhibi tion the box of cotton wool w as held upside dow’n at a distance of nearly two inches above her head, and at the word of command, “Jetzt, Elisa, springe!” (Now, Eliza, jump!) the intelligent insect sprang with one bound into its warm and cosy nest. We w-ere charged for this entertainment the not im moderate sum of 5 pence apiece, and as we walked away, remembering the man who fed, and the lady who taught the fleas, we could not but marvel at the variety of ways in which it is possible to earn one's livelihood iu this our work a-day world. Mr. Beecher"* Mnbntltate for Hell. [Interview in Galveston News.] “Mr. Beecher, when the dogma of a hell is knocked iu the head, how are you to appeal to Plantation Philosophy. men in such a way as to lift them out of their 'Arkansaw Traveler/ ” De simplest truth is de truest truth, boots? “Preach retribution,” answered the great fur it am un erstood by de most people. thinker, in a very emphatic manner. “No in Fear ain’t based on judgment. A hog telligent person believes in a literal burning will run quicker from a brick 1 >at den he hell, but when men come to learn that their sins will find them out and there is no chance will from a gun. De thoughts what rise in a man longs of escaping the punishment for w rong-doing ter hisself, but de thoughts what be gits you have got a moral lever that will control the violences of human nature an«l sen«l it on frum books, 'longs ter somebody else. through the ages of eternity in the right d> Tourgneneff** brain weighed, it is rection ” _________________ said, 2,012 grammes, and was the The Senate Bar-Tender. Heaviest human brain ever weighed. The new “caterer” (bar-tender) of the The average weight is 1,390 grammes. United States senate is Richard Francis, Cuvier's brain weighed l.HUO grammes. colored. He is worth $40,000, andean under Over the door of a cabin in Montana. on line of the Northern Pacific road, is writ Cider is so plentiful in France this ten with charcoal the« worth: “Only nine piles to water and twenty miles from wood, v^ar that drivers refresh their horses pub in the house. God bl«» our with’pails of it in the rural districts where it is handier than water. THE VARIETIES OF LAUGHTER. From the lle-lle Ltiggle to the Thou- nhik I- Acre-4. ufTav. [Brooklyn Eagle.] There is the hearty laugh, the con vulsive laugh, the he-he laugh, and the uproarious, almost-tumble out-of-the- chair laugh. There was the laugh of l’linee Hal. who was said to laugh “till his face is like a wet cloak— ill, laid up.” There is the incipient laugh, which is not a laugh but a smile. The late Charles Backus, the minstrel,who,it will be remembered, had a very large mouth, was once having his photograph taken. The operator told him to look pleasant, to smile a little. The famous minstrel gave an elaborate smile. “Oh, that will never do!” said the photographer, it’s too wide for the instrument. Speaking of a western actress the re porter wrote: “Her smile opened out like the Yosemite valley in a May morn ing.” When Miss Marie Wilt n, the English actress, played Hester Graze brook in the “Unequal Match,” her laugh was said to be of the character that first as it were looks out of the eyes to see if the coast was clear, then steals down into a prettv dimple of the cheek and rides there in an eddy for the while; then waltzes at the corners of the mouth like a thing of life: then burst« its bonds of beauty and fills the air for a moment with a shower of silver-tongued echoes and then steals back to its lair in the heart to watch again for its prey.” How different from the kind of laugh of Prince Hoare, a friend of Hayden, the painter. This gentleman was a delicate, feeble-looking man, with a timid expression of face, and when lie laughed heartily he almost seemed to be crying. It runs in families sometimes to dis- tort the countenance in laughter. Mr. Labouchere speaks of a family who laugh a great deal, and who always shut their eyes when they do so. It is funny at the dinner table, when some thing witty is said to look around and see tlie same distortion of every face. There is not an eye left in the family. A trio of sisters is spoken of who show half an inch of pale pink gums when they laugh. In their presence, like Wendell Holmes, one “never dares to be as funny as one can,” for fear of see ing their applauding triple of gums. A laugh is sometimes only a sneer. Diogenes, of tub notoriety, saw a good deal of this kind of laughter. Some one said to him, “ Many people laugh at you.” “ But I,” he quickly remarked, “ am not laughed down.” The ••Mtore” Pumpkin Pie. [Peck's Sun.] The store kind of pumpkin pie has a sort of sickly second-cousin coun tenauce, and is scarcely over an eighth of an inch thick, with a crust on the bottom that almost breaks a tinner’s shears to cut it. As for taste, that has to be imagined, as it is a sort of go-as-you-please flavor between tan bark and cinnamon. Then again, 100 store pies will be made out of an ordinary 20-cent pumpkin. Each pie is cut into eight pieces about the size of two fingers,which sell for 5 cents. This brings 40 cents for a pie, or $40 for the pro duct of the pumpkin. That leaves the store-keeper $39 and 80 cents profit on his pumpkin and as the crust is thin with no shortening in it 80 cents ought to cover this cost, leaving aii even $39 profit on the transaction. A slice of mother’s pumpkin ¡ye the size of your two hands, that’s the regu lation cut in home-made pie, and an inch and a half thick contains more real pie than a dozen store pies, and there is no danger of trouble from indi gestion eating it. Death front Pnswion. Cases in which death results from the physical excitement consequent on mental passion are, according to The Lancet, not uncommon. A recent in stance has again called attention to the matter. Unfortunately, those persons who are prone to sudden and over whelming outbursts of ill temper do not, as a rule, recognize their pro pensity or realize the perils to which it exposes them; while the stupid idea that such deaths as occur in passion, and which are directly caused by it, ought to be ascribed to “the visitation of God,” tends to divert attention from the common sense lesson which such deaths should teach. It is most unwise to allow the mind to excite the brain and body to such extent as to endanger life itself. We do not sufficiently ap preciate the need and value of mental discipline as a corrective of bad habits and a preventive of disturbances by which hajipiness, and life itself, are too often jeopardized. lii*e<*t Dr*troyer*. [Chicago Tribune.] Prof. C. V. Riley, in a recent address before the American Promological so ciety, said that if lie were asked to enu merate the six most important sub stances that could be used for destroy ing insects above ground he would men tion tobacco, soap, hellebore, arsenic, petroleum and pyrethrum. The first three, lie said, were well known, and comment on their value is unnessary. But it has only lately lieen learned that the vapor of nicotine—that is tobacco vapor—is not only very effectual in de stroying insects wherever it can be con fined, as in greenhouses, but that it is less injurious to delicate plants than either the smoke or the liquid. Grave« of Wlra and Mr*. Murraft. [Exchange.] In secluded parts of Mount Olivet cemetery. Washington, but far apart, are the graves of Mary E. Surratt and Wirz, the keeper of the Andersonville prison pen. Wirz is buried under a tall hickory tree, in which s piirrels chatter and gambol. Tall, rank weeds and un kempt grass surround the spot, and the simple word “Wirz” on a small block of marble at the head of the grave is the only thing to denote his resting place. Mrs. Surratt’s grave is equally obscure. A' small, plain head stone has simply the name, “Mrs. Mary E. Surratt.” Overdid It. [Inter Ocean.] An Arkansas minister prayed for rain, and that night they got it and a Hood that The thn* funds already collected for the set the neighborhood back ten years. A erection of a monument to Gen. Lee in Rich vigilance committee has notified him not mvnd now amount to about I to do it again. stand a wink a mile away. AN IOWA GIRL. The Story of Belle Clinton, the Brave Dakota Homesteader. A Little Nunny-Haired Laaa* Muc- ceaaful Kolution of One of the Bertoli* Problem* of Life. [Nevada da.) Representative.] Belle Clinton’s fame has touched two oceans. To the people of Nevada she is known as Hallie Hambleton—the grave, gen tle maiden who, since she came here a little sunny-haired lass iu the parental ark. has glided quietly among us from the door of her father’s pretty cottage in Linn street. The catechism she learned in the Methodist Sun day school, the three R’s in the old school house, and the ologies were pursued at the Agricultural college till broken health called a halt. One long winter she studied this problem of her own. Given physi cal unfitness for the avocations by which Iowa young women ordinarily earn a livelihood, how is independence to be se cured? and in the following summer, 1880, she set about its practical solution. An exjje- dition, inspired by her zeal, and consisting of herself, her mother as chaperon and commis sary of the party, her sister May, and two young friends of the “male persuasion,” set out in a prairie schooner for the great north west. Two weeks of journeying over a cir cuitous route, brought them to the home of her college classmate, near a station which was ringing for the first time with tho shriek of the locomotive. This was the nucleus of the now booming city of Mitchell, the mart of southeastern Dakota. Near the residence of her friend Miss Ham bleton selected her homestead and timber lot. and in the land office of Davidson county entered her claim. Afcer a week’s stay the pioneer party returned, brown, vigorous, and enthusiastic. The spriug took our home steader again to Mitchell, and she supervised the building of her shanty, the breaking stipulated by law, and the planting of her timber. Her cabin was supplied with such comforts as circumstances allowed, and the place became known to passers-by as “the school ma’am’s claim, where the flowers grow. ” Just before Thanksgiving of that year she rolled the stone against the door of her cot and turned for winter shelter toward the old roof-tree. At Boone, chance then led the senior editor of The Representative, then pencil pusher of The Boone Republican, to a seat beside her in the railway car, and the two friends discussed her experience as a home steader until the train reached Nevada. The main points of her experience were embod ied in an editorial for the next issue of The Republican. Eli Perkins was, at that time, on a tour which included several towns on the line of the Northwestern. Whether he caught Miss Sallie’s story from her own lips or others, found it in The Republican para graphs, or in his own fertile imagination, deponent sayeth not; but true it is that in his next published letter to The Chicago Daily Tribune was incorporated, with slight embellishments, the outline of the pioneer girl’s doings. It was given as a railway con versation between himself and ‘ ‘Miss Belle Clinton, of Nevada, the smartest girl I met iu Iowa.” In those days young lady home steaders were rare, and the readers of The Tribune in this vicinity immediately referred the alias to Miss Hambleton. Eli Perkins’ letter was copied by the press in tho east as well as in the far west. In December letters began to arrive ad dressed to Belle Clinton, and they were un hesitatingly assigned to Miss Hambleton. They hailed from all points from Maine to California, a single mail often bringing half a dozen. Before winter was over the num ber received had swelled to several hundred. They were from old men, young men, wid ows and maids, and with rare exceptions, were honest inquiries for information by persons desiring to l>ecome homesteaders. Of course, they were honestly and faithfully answered, and with the opening of the spring of 1882, a considerable number of Belle Clin ton’s corespondents became Dakota settlers; and the influence on emigration exerted by the press report of her enterprise is indi cated by the fact that, on the strength of it, one Greene county old German alone starte«! off sixty young men; “For,” said he, “what a girl can do, of course they can.” In rec ognition of her service the officers of the Milwaukee railroad readily passed her over their line; and the second six months, short ened by a long visit from her mother, was spent on the claim. Iu April last the third half year of occupa tion was begun. The right of a brave, gentle woman to strive honorably for independence ha«l made her cabin a castle impregnable to either open invader or secret foe; but destiny no moat or fortress walls can stay. In an editorial room in Han Francisco, a native of the city of brotherly love, whose kindred were still beside the Schuylkill, prepared “copy” for The Journal of Commerce. His home, the fireside of a friend, was one (lay broken up bv death. Belle Clinton, the Iowa maiden, pursuing a worthy puri>ose in a path unbeaten by her sex, ‘had l»een named in numberless exchanges; and, in an hour of loneliness, he sent her a word of eucourage- ment. The kindly message drew a courte ous response, and—it is the old, old story— thus started, the moving shuttle was unhin dered until it had woven fast two lives. In June, after Mrs. Hambleton had joined her daughter in Belle Clinton’s rustic shanty, the prince first beheld his princess “face to face.” His visit to Mitchell was followed by one to her parental home; the engagement ring glittered on her finger, the Dakota claim was proved up, and in the George Hambleton cottage, in Neva«la, rejoiced a reunited house hold. A few weeks of busy preparation fol lowed, and then, Heptember 4, the nuptials were celebrated. Belle Clinton s romance is complete, and from the marrige sacrament g«> forth Mr. and Mrs. Robert Jarden. l*ari*ian Artichoke*. ABDICATED. I [Nora Perry, in The Manhattan.] So I step down and you step up; Why not—why not? I drained the draught, Hung down the cup; And you have got The little place I once called mine, Ami you will quaff The wine I «piaffed and call it fine— It makes me laugh. You’ll get so weary <if the thing Before you’re through, The shows, the lies, the ¡»altering Of all the crew. I wonder if somewhere beyond This earthly track. When we have slipped the fleshly bond, We sha’n’t look back With just this kind of glad relief, Anu laugh to find That we have left the grind and grief So far behind? OAREEH OF AN OREGON PIONEER. “Buckskin Jim” Get* Tired of Mew York In Twenty-Four Hours. [New York Times.] One of the most remarkable of the 117 mem bers of the Oregon Pioneer association, of Portland, Oregon, who arrived in this city from the west on Thursday night, and who are domiciled at the Ht. Nicholas hotel, is “Buck skin Jim,” an old western settler aud trapper of the Leather-stocking school, who derives his nickname from a costume which he usually wears, made of dressed buckskin in the real Indian style so familiar to the readers of dime novel literature. “Buckskin Jim’s” real name is James Hearn. ‘ He is over 70 years of age, well-to-do in the world, and few men are bet ter or more favorably known on the Pacific slope. His story, as told to a reporter last night, had best be given in his own words: “I ran away from my home in England,” said he, “when I was 18 years of age, and sailed for the Pacific coast. The brig I went in was wrecked ou the coast south of San Francisco, and the few who were saved, in cluding myself, fell into the hands of the In dians, who treated us well. I staid aiming the Indians, wandering along the coast fish ing and hunting. At Guaymas. in Sonora, in 1839, I think, I was taken by a party of Santa Anna's soldiers, who had orders to arrest every white man that could be fouud. We were marched thence to Tepee on foot, and in double irons. We were con- without the slightest pretext in a loathsome jail, and suffered greatly during the six months we spent there, iu irons and persecuted by vermin. The British consul said that if every one of us would declare himself an Englishman he would liberate us at once. One of our i>arty, the celebrated ‘Yankee Jim,’declined at first, ami said that nothing would induce him to declare himself a Britisher, but he came around and we all were liberated. Mr. Saunders preferred a claim against the Mexican government for damages, and he was so sure of getting it that he paid us $300 per man ancUoff we went. “I then took a sailing vessel to Alaska, where I lived among the Flathead Indians. In ’48, I caught the ‘gold fever’ aud dug for gold hi California. Oh, I struck it rich, you bet. Sometimes I had as much as 600 ¡M»unds weight of gold all at once, but it never lasted very long. I have no idea how much money I have dug out of the earth in my time, but I never could keep it. You’ll never see an old forty-niner who has a cent. Since then I’ve given up mining, and have been engaged in real estate and stock raising in Idahpand Washington territory. I am going abroad next week to buy some Durham and Muley calves, and when I get back I shall migrate to Snake river, the wildest place in Idaho. Do I like the city? Not much. 1 have been here twenty-four hours and I'm sick to death of it. There is not room enough for mo. To morrow I am going to Bridgeport to try to find my sister, whom I haven’t 3oen nor heard of for fifty years. I don’t know whether she’s alive or not, but maybe I’ll find some nephews and nieces.” The aged pioneer suggested that it might be a good idea to go down Broadway to-day in his buckskin suit, but a friend advised him against it, on the ground that he might be mistaken for an advertisement. Old-Time letter Writing. [New York Tribune.] It is a common but unjust complaint that cheap postage killed the art of letter writing. In the last century the dispatch of an epistle was an affair of some moment. Th© ex|>ense of the post was not to be incurred without consideration; and since it was the receiver of the missive who had to pay for it, every gentleman who valued his reputation was anxious that his friends should find his cor respondence worth the money. The knack of composing an elegant and entertaining letter was one of tho first accomplishments de manded of a man of wit and culture. The broad pages upon which he expended his pains took the place, in some degree, which has since been filled by the newspaper and the magazine; every letter-writer tried to lie an essayist, a chronicler of politics and business, a critic, a gossip. Hundreds of volumes of private correspon dence have been collected and printed in our time, which rank with the most valuable materials for history and the most entertain ing illustrations of the tastes, opinions and manners of past generations; and no incon siderable part of them possess besides a j>osi- tive literary quality. It is true that as soon as we go l>ack to the fashionable era of letter writing, to tho time of Walpole and Pojie, we find ourselves in the midst of insincerity and artifice; but these were characteristics of the society of that day, and the letters would not lie prised so highly as they are if they were not faithful reflections of the life front which they came. Waste Place» in Michigan. The burned regions of Michigan have been vjsited by a correspondent of The Detroit Free Press. He says: “Every half mile brings to view, as you sail on the Au Sable, an open space in tho forests many acres in extent. There are thick blackened tree trunks on the ground, protruding in all di rections from their shroud of green under brush. A more impressive spectacle are the dead pine trees still standing in these open areas, black around the roots, and reaching as straight as a dart a hundred feet in the the air. These are the gaunt skeletons of what once were splendid living pines, now killesl by tho forest fires that periodically sweep through the Michigan woodlands dur ing drought. Not far below the mouth of the Au Sable, and on the other side of Sagi naw bay, is the region where the deadly fires, two years ago, devastate«I the woodlands, destroying hundreds of lives and millions of property. [Boston Folio.] How “the shop” will obtrude itself occa sionally in an unconscious way! I was din ing the other day iu company with P-----and E----- , two well known artists, when from a discussion of cauliflowersand “mountain oys ters’’ a step was taken in an opposite direc tion. “Did you ever eat artichokee in Parisf’ asked P-----of E----- . A heavy wagon was going by on the street just then, and E-----could not have heard A Parental Pun. distinctly, as his reply was: (Han Francisco Argonaut.] “Oh, yes! when I was in Paris I used to “Does a goose lay eggs?” inquired Rollo, read all the art jokes, but I am out of the one brisk morning in breezy March. Anri way now.” Rollo’s father, sitting behind the stove, eat And then there was a shout. ing quinine with a sjioon, and trying to shake his whole skeleton out of his pockets, ma« la Caetn* Paper. reply: “Yes, my son, ague slays everything. Enterprises are in Mexico for man It has slain your father.” ufacturing paper and textiles out of the wild Too Attractive. cactus which grows so abundantly in that country. The Denver Republican calls at [Exchange.] tention to the fact that the same thing might A Brooklyn merchant made his signs and I* done in Colorado. windows so attractive that the garers blocked the streets and his competitors aske-l the The Dakota lands set afert for educational courts to haul in his attractions, and the jiurpuMS are valued at U%<JUU,U0O. court actually made the order.