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We reached the crossroads by II I o'clock, after which ten minutes' sharp A little gr:ive, secluded »nd apart. , wnlklug brought us to S-atou Hull. Lie» where the sunlight quiver«, full The bouse vns approached by a drive and warm, THIS IS THEIR DEPARTMENT OF Beneath a grassy fabric Time baa shout a quarter of a mile in length. THE PAPER, We crouched side by side nud waited. wrought And gently sp.-cud above the small, It «■«« beastly—branches of trees stu< k still form. Into ns, prickly shiubs lacerated our Quaint Saying« and Cute Doings of the The Mine and date u;xn the (.rumbling faces. Little Folks Everywhere, Gathered cross. | We seemed to have been there for and Printed Here for All Other Lit Too long the dreary rait-s have wanted hour* (during which my only comfort away. tle Ones to Read. ■ lay iu clutching the blackthorn cudgel But, ah, the tiny mound bespeak* a loss ' and « poek-t pistol), when suddenly it seeds no stolid wooden cress to suyl "1 ata a «oldui,” said Walter, and be Hargreaves /ripped my arm. Footsteps were coming stealthily to- merclied up aud down in tlie playroom Some mother once caressed a dimpled baud. : ward us. Nearer and nearer they drew with his gnu over his shoulder. "And 1.” said Allie “uni a sailor and And kis. < J the wayward locks that fell I --nearer and usg.-er. 1 crouched behind above live in a ship!" Then Alice climbed up I the shrubs and peered out. Her throbbing breast, the while she Ah-ha! There they were—the ruf- In the nig. tall basket and made it rock proudly planned | fiaus! Thank goodness, only two of so that It went toward the stool, where Her baby's future crowned with joy was sitting. I them. A few minutes elapsed. Then a her big doll, J.ilia, end love, “Watch out !” she said to Julia. "You Ob, «tars that gb-ani above the quiet i lantern's red bull’s-eye gleamed out i close to the ground. Two figures reared are the Spar,lards, and 1 am going to deed. shoct big cannons at you!” Then Whine softly on this mound alone aud a ladder against the house wall. drear; Oue of the men mounted and disap Alice begau to growl deep down In her Ob, winds across Death's silent numbers peared. Now the fellow was at the throat, to sound like tlie noise of a sped. I window again. He clutched something can nun. but Julia never blinked her Pause g.ntiy at the little sleeper here. I In his arms. Miss Dora Seaton? No-- eyes nor looked scared a bit. "Watch out!" said Walter, "I'm going For all the hopes a mother cherished ! not Miss Dora Seatou—a big bundle— to cut your bead off with my sword!” I a kicking, struggling bundle! most. Then the fighting became louder aud The dreams that in a mother's heart Silently, swiftly, he descended. We louder and Walter and Alice came abound, I felt the two coming toward us iu the closer aud closer to poor Jull.i, till at Are buried here among this sleeping host darkness. last Walter got too close aud did an Beneath the cold, bleak shelter of a “Now!” cried Hargreaves. mound. awful tiling. He never meant to do It, We sprang out. Each hurled himself Ob, pitying Howers, ict your fragrant on his man, seized liliu by the throat, tears Fall for the tender joys and silent and hung on. mirth, I gagged my man. bound his unresist 1 be boundless love, the thousand holies ing hands, turned on the lantern, and and fears. staggered back in utter amazement. Encompassed in this narrow space of "Graham!” I cried. “Graham!” earth! “Daginore!” ejaculated Hargreaves. —New Orleans Times-Democrat. "Tom Dagmore! by the powers!” Hargreaves and ! stared nt one an The burglars lay aud glared ar * * ! other. us, gagged and helpless. The mys- S MISS DORA SEATON. * I terlous bundle struggled and plunged our feet. 2 : about Then Hargreaves began to laugh. I subsided ou tlie ground In silent con vulsions. V? AST autumn Hargreaves and I No wonder. Graham and Dagmore. JL/\ went down In Lyncaster on-Sea undergraduates of All Souls. Uxbridge, to do some reading. The season “t am a soi.nivn.” was over nud we found ourselves al breaking Into tlie house of a highly re most the only visitors In the place— spectable country squire to steal!—ah, but he gave one great cut with Ills lit yes, to steal what? quite the only ones, iu fact, at the Park I jumped up, seized the bundle and tle wooden sword and off come poor Hotel. released- a small toy terrier, with a Julia's pretty head, llying right into Consequently we had a choice of Alice’s lap rooms, am) it was purely accidental ! blue ribbon round its neck and a gag “Oh, my poor dolly!” cried Alice. stuffed Into Its mouth. that we chose the corner sitting-room ‘ We didn’t go to hurt you.” and she With a simultaneous Impulse we un on tlie "second Hour trout,” overlooking bound the ruffians. They gazed at each kissed the broken head, while Harry the grounds of the hotel aud also the j other ruefully, then at us, and once stood, red and sorry, beside her. People'll park. Then mamma came up to see what more laughter rendered us all speech The western wall of the hotel gardens was the matter, ami she took the poor less. We crept down the drive. 1 hard formed the eastern boundary of the I dolly’s head and looked at it. "There, park, and our room was at right angles 1 ly dared breathe till we were outside there,” said mamma. "I wouldn’t cry the gates. to the wall. Immediately beneath It, ; "Now, then,” I said to Graham, “ex any more. I can mend Julia so she on the park side, was a row of garden I will never know she was hurt.” plain. ” seats. And, of course, if mamma said she "O, after you. sir.” said Graham, “af One night Hargreaves and I w ere lux- [ could do It. they knew it was all right, urlatlng In a lounge after dinner. The j ter you!" and went dowu to supper. And, sure room was In darkness, and we were I “Yes,” echoed Daginore; “what the enough, the next day they had Julia dickens are you doing in tills affair? ” quiet for once enjoying a smoke and I I told them. Having stood what we back with her head on her shoulders luilf dozing. considered a legitimate amount of and smiling away as if nothing had Presently I was roused by tlie sound 1 chaff, we put a stop and made them ever been the matter. of voices talking outside. The window "lire away.” Author of "Tom Brown.” was open, and I drew aside the curtain “The fact Is,” said Graham, “Dag Thomas Hughes, the author of ‘Tom and looked out. more is In love; It's Miss Dora Seaton." Brown's Schooldays," a statue of Two men occupied the seat Just be “Very Interesting.” I remarked, “but whom was this year placed iu front of low me. on the park side of the wall— it hardly seemed to account for his the Ait Museum at Rugby, overlook decent looking fellows, as far as I stealing her dog.” ing the School Close, has been styled could tell iu the dusk i looked care “O!” said Graham. ‘ I'm coming to tho most distinguished schoolboy that lessly at them for a moment, and was that. Dora walks ou Lyncaster pier ver lived. The statue (which wn- about to return to my pipe, when a daily nfter tea. So does the dog. Dag ;e work of Thomas Brock, It. A i vv. word or two caught my ear. more was smitten with Dora at once, reefed by old Rugbeians to perper- "Then It's all settled. We sneak up aud we have tried every dodge we the drive, steal n ladder ami you climb know to get an introduction. No go. pate the memory of Tom Hughes, oce of Rugby's old scholars. The statue In at the binding window. We sha'u't Fair means failing, we tried foul. was unveiled by the Archbishop of be disturbed; old Seaton sleeps at the "We are due at Oxbridge next week, back of the house, so do the servants.” you know. Dagmore is getting frantic. Canterbury, and the Right lion. G. .1. Goschen. M. I*., In speaking on that “Go on.” “At hist he hit on a brilliant idea. occasion, styled Hughes the most dis “Iler room ’« In the front the first on Dora is devoted to the dog. It occur tlie left from the landing window. I red to him how convenient it would be tinguished schoolboy that ever lived. spot ted It tlie other night When I was if the little beast would get Itself lost They had had great orators, great statesmen, great authors and literary strolling up and down----- ” or stolen, and we could find and restoie men, but Tom Hughes, more than any “O, never mind that. Hurry up.” it to her. To morrow then* will be a "Well, you know what to do next. 1 hue and cry all over Lyneaster- posters other Englishman, was the incarnation Seize the little darling, gag her. lower up. rewards offered, Dora iu despair. of the highest type of British school- her down to nte she's a mere feather Dagmore scourlug the country for the boy. Truly British, in every sense of weight follow, and I'll manage the dog — restoration introduction—grati the word, he had contributed some thing to the world that no schoolmas rest.” tude—bliss!” ter, no great man, could give, namely, "Wil. I don't enre about the busi “But." broke tn Hargreaves, “how that which was the outcome of tlie ness. "I'ls infernally risky, and— ” did you know where the dog was kept "O, come. You can't buck out of It nt night? And how dare you risk Its high principles he hnd imbibed. Sim plicity was one of ills chief character now. Meet meat 11:30 nt tho crossroads barking and awaking the household?” istics, hh lulled sham, and had a horror half a tulle from Seaion Hall. Then a “Dagmore’a landlady and the cook at of anything thin was untrue, that was tramp, a few minutes' wild excitement, Seaton Hall exchange weekly tea and dishonorable, that was unworthy of then Dora and bliss.” mutllns. Which answers your first his Idol of school life. All through Ills The two men moved away, and l — l question.” life the same spirit animated him. and tank back In my chair and gasped. “And tlie second?” the life liven by Hughes was one < Did these cold blooded ruttlnns really Graham produced a small phial. which every Rugbelan might be prouu contemplate breaking Into a man's “Chemistry,” lie said iiompously; house and stealing his daughter under "chemistry Is a most useful study. A Big Cakerand Pies. his very nose? It was incredible, Impos few drops of this liquid on a lump of Last Christmas, in North End road. sible; It was----- sugar sends a small dog to sleep for Fulham, there was on view an enor I roused Hargreaves with a vigorous six hours on end. Tlie dose takes effect mous eake that towered almost to the shake. "Wake up!" I shouted; "wake half an hour nfter administration. This ceiling of the confectioner's shop. It up. Thieves! Burglars! Kidnappers! afternoon Dorn and the dog wnlked on was made to represent a fortress, and Miss Seaton of Seaton llall!” the pier ns usual. Dora engaged In weighed more than 4,000 pounds. In Hargreaves listened —and scoffed. amiable conversation with an old fish Its composition bad been used Ok) Carry oft a girl In that desperate fash erman. while the little dog ate a lump pounds of flour. 400 pounds of butter, Ion In these days! Absurd! "Go to of sugar lying temptingly under one of loo pounds of sugar. 600 pounds of sleep again, my dear fellow, and dream the sents. On the road home he prob Icing sugar. 1)00 pounds of currants, 450 some sense!" ably lay down and slumbered, and has pounds of sultanas, 800 pounds of can- This was Irritating. If there hail been slumbered ever since on the mnt nt his died peel, '-'<«> iHiumls of almonds, and time 1 should have lueu annoyed with mistress' door In my arms on the land 5,000 eggs. Gigantic, however, a« was this cake. Hargreaves, but there was uot. I as ing and nwoke to find himself de sumed a lofty Indifference. scending n ladder tied up In a blanket It cannot be compared with that which In June. 1730. Frederick William I. "Believe it or lint, ns you like," I said. with a cloth stuffed into his mouth." • •••••• regaled Ids army. After a huge roast "It's true enough. 1 shall lie at Seaton Hall at midnight to stop this desperate Hargreaves and I do not think much of lieef. wine and beer had been par deed; ami If I lose my life In the Inter of this tale. Mrs. Dora Dagmore says taken of. the guests, to the number of ests of m.v fellow creatures my blood It Is the best she knows London An 30.000, saw approaching an Immense ear drawn by eight horses, on which re- I lie on your head.” swers. ixisixl a monster cake eighteen yards This rhetorical display Impressed long, eight yards broad and one half . Hnrgri lives. Judge I by Iler W a k A couple of hours later two villains. ; An observing mati Insists that he can yard thick. It contained, among other armed with blackthorn cudgels, strode tell a woman's character by her man Ingredients, thirty six bushels of flour, «long tl'.e road from Lancaster to 8ea- ner of walking and tlie kind of shoes 200 gallons of mitk. one ton of butter, -eii myself aud Hargreaves on the , she wears. He says that tlie listless oue ton of veast and 5.000 eggs. The soldiers, who had already eaten warpath. way of lifting one's feet Indicates lazi \ Islona lloatiil before mo III frightful ness or III health. A heavy. Hat footed a hearty meal, were able to devour only procession. I saw myself and liar step means a good housekeeper, but a i a portion of this extraordinary cake, greaves n |stlr of mangled corp es, aggressive nature. A dragging, shuf so to t'.ielraid were summoned the peo weltering In our gore. fling step denotes In lolence of mind ple from the towns and villages tn the "Hargreaves," I began. He started snd Imdy. He observes, further, that neighborhood, among whom It was dis as though lie had lieeu shot. This was the woman who likes mannish sin es tributed till not a morsel remained. l.ast August the town of I'algntou re encouraging. Is not dainty or feminine, and that the "H Hargreaves," I said, trying to get Ideal woman wears well fitting shoes vived an old custom of making a plum the nervous quiver out of my voice; Iu the street and dainty slippers In the pudding for the t>en>-flt of the local poor. After lietng drawn In procession “II Hargreaves, d do yon think they bouse. —Philadelphia Times. round the town, it was cut up and sold. bate accomplices? Perhaps there la a ! weight 230 pounds—compares, The manager of an opera company Its gang of them.” "Rubbish!" from Hargreatos. savage should uot be blamed for puitlug on however, but poorly with Paignton's ly. "Bush!" I airs. former efforts. Iu 1819 a pudd.ug DESOLATION OUR BOYS AND GIRLS. weighing 900 pounds was made, with unfortunately but indifferent success, for after boiliug three days and nights In a brewer's copper. It was pronounced too "doughy” to lie eaten However, in 1858 the inhabitants ricovired their prestige and beat the record with a pud ding a tou aud a half in weight, and costing $225. Iu Its composltiou were employed 573 pounds of Hour, 191 of I Inead. 3^2 pounds of raisins 191 pounds of currants, 382 pounds of suet, 320 lemons. 300 quarts of m lk. 144 nut megs. 95 pounds of sugar, besides a quantity of eggs. It was cooked In sec tions, which were afterwards built to gether. In 1806 Denby Dale, near Hudders field, celebrated the Jubilee of the R< peal of the Coru Laws by making a Brobdlngmiglnn pie. which was served out to tlie thousands that flocked Into the village from the country round. The dish employed in baking was 10 feet long. G feet G Inches wide and 1 foot deep, weighing, with its contents, 35 hundredweight. The pie itself contain ed 1,120 pounds of beef. 180 pounds of veal, 112 pounds of mutton and GO pounds of lamb, in the composition of the crust 1,120 pounds of flour and IGO pounds of lard was used. This is the sixth huge pie that has been made at Denby Dale, the first having been man ufactured so long ago as 1788, to com memorate the recovery of George 111. —London Tit-Bits. Their Winter Beds. Curly headed B.-tby Toni Sleeps in cozy lilauke's warm. Iu his crib. Bob-o'-Lincoln- -oh. so wise! Goes to sleep 'neatb gunny skies, 'Mi.l the leaves. Mr. Bruin, night and day. Snoozes all his time away, hi his cave! Sqmrre!-Rcd with nuts—a store! Iu hollow tree-trunk loves to snore. In the wood. Mrs. Woodchuck 'neath some knoll. Drowses in her bed—a hole! Deep iii earth. Floweret bulbs nestled together. Doze all through the wintry weuthe 'Neath the snow. In the chrysalis hard by. Dreams the sometime butterfly. In corner hid. Oh, what beds! So very queer! Y’et to each one just as dear As yours to you! —Youth's Companion. IN DEF. NSE OF STEPMOTHERS. Where the ( inderella Story Has a Per nicious Influence on Society. bones. The cost of mummifying In thia manner was 22 miuae, or $450. '1 he third method was employed for the poor only. It consisted simply of cleansing the body by Injecting some strong astringent and then salting it for seventy days. The cost was very small. If the friends of the dead were too poor to go to the expense of even t': '• cheapest of these methods, the - was soaked in salt and bitumei. — salt only. Iu the salt and bitumei*' fl cess every cavity of the body was iV ■ with bitumen, and the hair dlsappfl ? ed. Clearly it is to the bodies wlfl were preserved iu this way that name "mummy” (derived from the A^^ ' bic mumla or bitumen) was first ap plied. The salted and dried body is easily distinguishable. The skin Is like paper, the features aud hair Lave dis appeared, and the bones are very brit tle and white. It may be noted that tlie eyes were sometimes removed and their places supplied by others of ivory or obsidian. The hair was also remov ed and made Iuto a packet covered with liuen nud bitumen. At a late period tlie hank incision was covered with a metal plate on which a symbolic eye was engraved. The linen baudages employed to swathe body were three or four Inches wide; the length was something as great as 400 yards.— Chattanooga Times. ON A WINDMILL FAN. WILD RIDE OF A CALIFORNIA FARMER. Alsinua Gustavus Leeper Has Amused iiis Neighbors Before, but His Latest Adventure Cups the Cliuiux —lie Will Not Repeat the Performance. After a few more misadventures Iu his own inimitable sty.e, as the pro grams say, the people of Fiuitvale may ask Alsiuus Gustavus Leeper to 1 give regular performances. He Is so ; original iu bis method of mixlug up with trouble. Not long ago Mr. Leeper, alias “Boots,” built himself a tall bain that wastheprlde of Fruitvale. The builder also shingled the structure at odd times, climbing to work by means of a ladder inside the walls. On the day be com peted the Job Mr. Leeper thought!e.-s y nailed shingles over the opening above the ladder, thus shutting off all means of escape. Mr. Leeper yelled for help, but his folks were away Lorn home and tlie neighbors thought he was celebrating the completion of the barn. The Fruitvale hook aud ladder com pany finally turned out aud rescued Mr. Leeper. While this Incident boomed the In lustrious citizen as a public ent r.al; er, THE VICTORIA CROSS. it was but a feeble show compared with his windmill adventure yesterday after A Badge of Honor that Every British Soldier Seeks to Win. noon. The mill buzzes above a tank at It Is probuble that of the 70.000 men the top of a forty-foot skeleton tower iu i who have sailed from England for the back yard, pumping water for Mr. South Africa there is hardly a single Leeper’s pigeons and other live stock. officer or soldier who does uot look for “1 think the bearings need oil.” said ward to returning home with that little Boots. "With the wind in this direc bronze badge known as the Victoria tion the fan is right over the tank cross pinned upon his breast. It is a where 1 can climb up and oil the distinct.on tliat is within the leach of places.” every member of tlie entire force, from Crawling up the tower frame with the divisional generals dowu to the his oil can, Mr. Leeper got astride of smallest bugler or drummer boy, and the fan, or tall, of the windmill, lie there is not oue of them who would uot was busy oiling when the breeze shift infinitely prefer it to any form of pro ed six points ami swung liim clear of motion. For its possession indicates the tank roof. The wind also fresh that its owner is iu every sense of the ened and tlie lubricant in the Journals word a hero, the cross being conferred induced the mill to brace up and spin at only for some signal act of exceptional the rate of thirty knots an hour. bravery, partaking of the character of "Help!” shrieked Mr. Leeper, but the heroism. It was founded at tlie time of rattling machinery drowned his voice. the Crimean war, and among those The wind shifted again until the di whose breasts it ado.us aie generals rection of tlie fan from the time the oiler such as Sir Redvers Buller, now in mounted it was entirely reversed. In South Africa; Field Marshal Lord stead of riding above the tank Mr. Roberts and plain, ordinary privates Leeper bucked and wriggled and sway in the army. In fact, at least 50 per ed in midair on the razor-backed fan, cent, of the 20 Victoria cross men wou forty feet from tlie ground. Tills was the distinction as privates or non-com a condition of deadly peril, even for a missioned officers of the army aud as man who had marooned himself on a common sailors in the navy. barn. Mr. Leeper’s hair and whiskers Sir Redvers Buller, for instance, re curled with terror. There was nothing ceived his Victoria cross for lid.ng to do but cling to the upper edge of the back three times iu one day in tlie face fan, and tills he did so fondly tliat ills of a hotly pursuing foe to rescue wound finger nails made scars in the paint. ed comrades and soldiers. Lord Wil The mill grew fractious and bucked liam Beresford, who is married to an like a wild west broncho. American woman, received it for feats “If I only had my spurs on.” wafleo of a similar character. Gen. Sir Eveiyu the dizzy man, “or even a gunny sack | Wood got it in India for advancing un for a saddle, I might hold out till the der a heavy tire along a narrow cause breeze shifts again.” way toplaceabagof gunpowderagain t Meanwhile iiis cries had attracted the the gate of a city which the Engl sli family and a crowd of n'glibors, some were to storm during the mutiny, while of whom wanted to bet on the finish. at least two midshipmen received the “Throw her out of gear and stop the cross for picking up bombs from the mill,” tlie daring rider bellowed from decks of their vessels during tlie Cri Ids bounding perch. mean war and throwing them over They tried it, but his weight on tlie board before the sizzling fuse had time fan prevented the gear from work ng. to explode tire shell and carry death “Get a ladder, theu,” howled Mr. and destruction to all around It. Leeper. In the case of military men tlie rib Tlie ladder was useless, for tlie fan bon is of red. while in the navy the rib swayed too much to off er a resting p a, e bon is blue. The metal of which the for the upper end. Two hours or more cross Is made is of tliat same kind of did Mr. Leeper ride his wild race bronze that 50 years ago vias used for against time, waiting for tlie breeze to He’d guns. The cress is of the sty!» subside or haul to another quarter. He known as Maltese; lias the royal crowu, made a verbal will, dropping tlie words surmounted by the lion, in the center, down between Jolts, praying alternate and underneath a scroll bearing the ly nnd saying things In a whisper to inscription, “For valor.” It Is hung sus the fiery, untamed windmill. pended by a “V” ring to a bar. ou the At last the wind died away nnd with reverse side of which the rank and the aid of ropes the men hauled the fan name of the recipient Is engraved, while around to where the exhausted perfor- ou the cross Itself are inscribed the mereould tunibleoff to tlietank. whence name and date of the action lu which they lowered him g< ntly down and tne honor was won. rubbed Ids joints with witch hazel. Any additional act of bravery which Alslnus Gustavus Leeper was some would have won the cross for its hold what lame and lired last night, but lie er had he not already possessed it is is soothed by the reflection that he is signalized by a bar orclasp being added the gieatest I arcback rider Fruitvale to the ribbon just above the bar from has ever produced. which the cross is suspended. The cross “This was a worse Job than riding the carries with it a pension of $50 a year, barn,” said Boots. “You see. 1 had a and an additional $25 Is given for each better seat there nnd the wind d du't liotlier me. Two or three times 1 came bar. near being blown off the fan and the Living Up to Advice. way It bucked loosened some of my A small son. aged 3, turned up the teeth. Talk about riding a man on a other afternoon with a black eye and rail! I'll liet tlie sharpest rail ever split crying piteously. feels like upholstered plush compare! "What's the matter?" asked papa. to tlie edge of my windmill fan."—San “Somebody hit me.” answered Francisco Examiner. Johnny. “Most of us have been brought up on the good old orthodox fairy tales,” is the poultion taken by M. E. J. Kelley when making “A I’lea for the Step mother” in the Woman's Home Com panion. "We have imbibed with our earliest draughts of literature the no tion that stepmothers are all wicked and cruel fiends. The novelists of later date, taking their cue from the fairy stories, have elaborated on this assump tion until the very name of 'stepmother' carries with it a suggestion of cruelty and oppression. We find it quite cred ible tliat when the sweetest girl of our acquaintance becomes a stepmother she will feed her own babies on angel-caku and make the dead wife’s children get on with plain brown bread. We are shocked, of course, but we expect all manner of atrocious thing? from step mothers. "Tlie stepmother's side of the case is never heard. It seems to be the first wife’s friends who rush iuto print al ways. As a rule, too, they are the ones who stir up trouble in the first place be tween the children and their step mother. Once in awhile, no doubt, there is a wicked, cruel stepmother of tlie story-book type, because there are still some wicked, cruel women in the world, in spite of all the evidences of women's advancement. When talking about stepmothers, however, we rarely recall the hue types of stepmothers who stand out so bravely in the pages of more than one biography. There was tat remarkable family to which Mar Edgeworth belonged, with Its mor. than twenty children ami two step mothers. Their father had been mar ried three times, and each stepmother was mourned as heartily by her stei> children as by her own. And there was Mrs. Johnson. Lincoln's stepmother, whom lie always loved and provided for. and Mie must certainly have loved him In quite motherly fashion. Other wise she could hardly have paid him that charming tribute. 'He was the best bov she ever knew or ever expected to HOW MUMMIES WERE MADE. know.’ She never knew him once to Three Different Method« Practiced by refuse to do anything she wanted him the Egyptians. to do or to seem uot to want to do it." There were three different ways of mummifying the body practiced by the When Signs Fail, Scientific Inquiry Is sometimes curi ancient Egyptians, the price lieing the ously balked. A professor of one of chief mark of distinction and cause for our colleges who Is a summer resident I the differences. In the first and most of a little New England village, on Ills expensive nn tliod the brain was ex first rounds this year met a native tracted through the nose by means of townsman who told him. among other I an Iron probe amt the latest n s were Items of local luterest, of the Illness of I removed entirely from the body through bls wife. au iacislou made iu the side with a "1 am sorry to hear It." said the pro- 1 sharp Ethiopian stone. The intestines feasor. all sympathy at once. "What is 1 were cleansed and washed in palm the cause of her Illness?" wine, and after lielng covered w.th This her husliand was not prepared powdered aromatic gums were pla ed to say. but at length admitted that in Canopic Jars. The body was ti.e.i some cant'd it one thing and some an tilled up with myrrh and cassia, au I other. By Judicious questions, how- I other fragrant and astringent substan ever, tlie professor learned enough to ces. and was laid iu natron for seveutv satisfy himself that the sick woman days. It was lh»n carefully washed was suffering from epilepsy, and liegan I and wrapped up in strips of fine linen to Inquire for familiar symptoms. The smeared with gvm. The cost of mum answers he received were, in general, mifying a body in this fashion was a convincing. Finally, he asked: talent of silver, about *1.200. "Does your wife grind her teeth In th»' second method the bia n «in while asleep?" not removed at all and the intestines "Well, no. I've never noticed that she were simply dissolved and removid In did." was the reply; "but I don't know a fluid state. The body was also In I as I ever remember of her wearing her In «alt and natron, winch, it is said, dis teeth to bed.”—Youth's CompanliMk «eivad everything except tb; skin and \ “Did you lilt him back?” asked the stern parent. “No,” sobbed Johnny. Then followed advice, which ended impressively with the words: "Re member, Johnny, you are a big boy, and when anyone hits you, hit back, and as hard as you can.” Two days later in came sonny, with his head high in the air and a blatant swagger. "Well, how goes It?” "Some one bit tue.” said the pro id i boy. “but I hit back harder, anyway.” 1 "Good!” said papa; “was the little boy bigger than you were?” "It wasn't a boy.” calmly answered John; “it was n girl."—New York Life. For laick of Attir*. Watts—1 see that Markham, the hoe man. says the time Is coming when - men's souls will be expressed by ttcejJA* clothes. Potts—If thst ever comes about there will be several prominent cltisens frozen to death.—Indianapolis JournaL ( la Kansas, the Ides of a brave man )• one who goes to big New York City, and actually goes Into business there. Some men try so hard to be wittf that every one pities their wives.