Denorealic Wald Friday Morning, October 10, 1890. ‘GRANDMA'S WEDDING DAY. When we were merry children, eyes of blue and hair of gold, We listened to a story by a sweet-faced lady told ¥es, in the twilight of her life, when she was old and gray, We loved to hear tbe story of Grandma's wed- ding day. There was a lack of bridal gifts—no gold and silver fine, No jewels from across the sea, upon her brow to shine ; A man in homespun clothes stoop up and gave the bride away — For all was sweet simplicity on Grandma's wedding day. There was no surpliced minister, nobell above them hung, : They stood upon the forest sward—this couple fair and young; i And when the parson called them one and wished them years of bliss, The groom received his only gift—a soft and holy kiss. A cabin in the forest stood to welcome home the pair, 3 And happy birds among the trees made music onthe air; She was the reigning backwoods belle—the bride so fair and gay— And that is why the birds were glad upon her wedding day. Thus life began for Grandma. In the forest dim and old. And where she lived a city stands, with state- liness untold ; She told us how ‘the Indian came the settler brave to fight, And how she rocked the cradle to the wolf's long howl at night. The crgdle was.an oaken trough, untrimmed with costly lace, But in it nestled, now and then, a bright cheruble face; And Grandma was as happy then as though .a mansion grand Above her rese like some we see throughout our lovely land. I cherish new a lock of hair—’tis not of silver ray— She Sei it in the sunlight fair though years have passed away ; It is a tress of Grandma's hair, as bright as when she stood And blushing took her bridal vows within the pathiess wood. On yonder hill, this golden morn, she takes dreamless rest, The wrinkled hands, so often kissed, lie cross- ed upon her breast; And gently on her fingers, ere we laid her form away, We placed the simple ring she wore upon her wedding day. —Good Housekeeping. NOT TO BE CAUGHT. Two men sat in conversation. The cooling wind played gently with the short brown curls of the younger, while his hardsome face and eves were lighted by a bright animated expres -sion. “] can scarcely creditsuch good for- | tune. Are you sure there is no mis- take?’ he said. “Perfectly ; here are the documents. Prove your indentity ; prove to our sat- isfaction that you are Ralph Hamilton, son of John Paul Hamilton, and you are a rich man. Can you prove it?” “I can, immediately. But this is in- deed a welcome change; to spring from deep poverty to such wealth in a mor- ‘ent, by the death of an unknown rela. tive, seems almost incredible. I am ateful to you Metcalf, for your pains in 80 soon seeking me; also for your interest in my welfare. Ihave one fav- .or only to ask in addition; that you remain silent about it. The face of my changed circumstances need not be .made known as yet. I shall not alter my style of living for a while, but shall fulfill an engagement to become the private tutor of two small boys residing, strange to relate, in the same place where lies this new estate. In taking the property, yousay I am required to assume the name of its former owner. This I will do, after a few months spent in the neighborhood as a poor teacher, I have met sad rebuffs during the days of my poverty, and I have no idea of being made a victim of some fortune- hunter, so I will win some good wo- men for love's sake, then settle down and enjoy myself.” wf Tepito opin Rig In a beautiful residence sai two ladies, Mrs. Corsair and her daughter Zoe, while a third, a niece of the elder, lady, Blanche Gilmore, stood with a light hat in her hand as though just returned from a walk, They were discussing the appearance of a new tutor who had undertaken for’ a time, on trial, the education of the two sons of the family. Charley, one | .of these boys, had just appeared and was saying : “I like him—ego handsome and pleas- ant—not much like cross old Stevens.” Looking from the window, Charley whispered : “Now, girls, here he comes. me if what I say is not true.” “Yes, indeed!” exclaimed both young ladies, as they surveyed the fine figure aud handsome face approaching; and when the young man smiled pleasant- ly upon Charley, Blanche thought she had never seen so handsome a man while Zoe whiepered : “If the young heir of the Bellmont property prove one-half as handsome I will be content.” A splendid estate, with a residence of almost royal magnificence, lay with- in the sight of their pretty home, and had just, through the death of old Mrs. Bellmont, a childless widow, passed into the hands of a young relative, ex pected soon to visit the premises. Zoe Corsair and her prudent mother hae decided to appropriate both owner and estate as soon as possible after his arrival. The new tutor, Mr. Hamilton, soon became a great favorite with his pupils. Living as he did in the family, he goon became well acquainted with all, while he evidently admired the beauti- ful Zoe, who treated him with cool po- liteness. Of Blanche he saw little. She was the poor relation, depending upon her uncle for support, therefore compelled to bear every imposition and caprice her worldly, selfish aunt and cousin saw fit to inflict. Only one little enjoyment was hers, Tell and that was a solitary afternoon walk that'she insisted upon taking for the benefit of her health, and as soon as she could put aside her needle for the purpose, her feet fairly flew to a solita- ry spot, a deep ravine wildly romantic and secluded, not far from her uncle's residence. Thither she went one beautiful after- i noon about the first of October, trip- ping along down the small winding path that led to the depths below. But suddenly she paused, a groan and faint call for help arresting her steps. : Hastening to the spot where she judged the sufferer to be, she saw a man laying at the foot of the ravine, motionless and now quite still. In a few moments she was beside him and, on lifting his head from the ground, she found Mr. Hamilton, the tutor, unconscious. Running to the stream of water, she ! dipped in her handkerchief, and bath- ed his brow. At last he opened his eyes, and gaz- ed long and vacantly upon her. Then collecting his thoughts, he ask- ed where he was, and what had hap- pened. “You are in the ravine, Mr. Hamil ton, and are seriously hurt, I fear. Did you fall from above, or why do I find you thus in a swoon ?” “Ah, yes I remember. Idid fall. I leaned over to pluck a flower, and lost my balance. But I feel better again, thanks to you for your care, and I will see if I cannot rise.” He did get to his feet with the ready assistance of Blanche, but found, from the pain occasioned by the effort, that his arm was broken, and one ankle seemed to be sprainea. “Lean on me Mr. Hamilton. I think I can get you up the path, if it is steep to the road, and from thence, af- ter a rest, home.” Slowly, yet surely, leaning on the young girl for that support he was so accustomed tc give to others, he crept along often stopping to rest, until at last the level road was gained, and from there his own room, to which a physician was soon summoned, and his limb set and bruises attended to. Lying thus helpless upon his bed, the door partly open, to allow a circu- lation of air, the young man lay half dozing, when he accidently heard the following conversation, uot, of course, intended for his ears: “A pretty piece of work this,” said Mrs. Corsair, who was an intensely selfish woman. “Who is to play purse now I would like to know 2” “And to a miserable tutor,” inter rupted the equally selfish Zoe. “I should be very happy to take charge of the poor young man, alone among strangers and sick,” said Blanche, “and if aunt is willing, I will devote my time to him.” “And neglect the sewing. There 1s my wrapper not finished yet.” “Do not fear, aunt,” returned the same sweet voice; “I will finish that also. I can take my sewing to his room and attend to both ; if not able to sew when he is awake, I will doit at night when he sleeps.” “Very well, do as you please; but remember, that wrapper must he fin- ished.” “Come, mother, don’t bother about him any longer. The carriage waits to take us to the concert. Come on,” So saying, the unfeeling Zoe swept down stairs, followed by he mother, while a soft voice murmur by the ip- valid’s side : “You are not sleeping I see. shall 1 do for your relief?” “] feel quite comfortable, thank you, except a headache, caused by the sud- den jar.” “Let me bathe it then.” How soft her fingers were; how gen- tle her touch, and what a depth of wo- manly pity beamed from those large brown eyes. Did he dream it, or when lay mpon that hard ground, had not these same eyes shed tears over him, and those red lips murmured pitying words? But we will not linger to tell the fan- cies that were soon lost in deep refresh- ing sleep, nor ot the rapid improvement of the invalid. About two weeks after the accident, Blanche wondered once more to her favorite resort, and seating herself at the foot of the descent, was soon lost in deep reverie. “This is a charming spot, Miss Blanche,” said a weli-known voiee be- hind her, “and I see is a favorite of yours. Now that I know to avoid its dangers, I am also charmed with its deep repose and picturesque beauty.” “I am glad you like it,” was the re- ply of the young lads, as she blushed slightly, when he seated himself by her side. “For years it has been my daily walk io suitable weather. But yours is the only face [ have ever seen when here, and I cannot but wonder how you discovered the spot.” “One of my little pupils told me of it, and that day when I fell was my first visit. Thankful am I that you were in the habit of coming here, else I might haye died alone and unmissed.” “Alone, I grant, but not unmissed, for your pupils love you; and surely we all would have sought you, bat we might not have thought of finding you here.” “I would like to tell you dear Miss Blanche, how strongly attached I have become to my tender nurse, and how much I long for her to return my de- voted affection. Dearest, can you love a person occupying so humble a posi- tion as tutor to your uncle’s children ? If you can, and if you will leave me present my deep love, and consent to be- come my wife, it will be the delight of my life to strive to make you happy.” “I do love you Mr. Hamilton, and have from our first meeting. To be your wife will gratify my proudest de- sire, but remember, while you are, as you say, only a tutor, I am of all things most pitiful, a poor relation, liv- ing upon the cold charities of my un- cle's family. “Yet well earning a handsome living and far better lot, by her usefulness and amiability. No longer a poor re- lation, dearest, but my loved and hon- ored future wife.” What Then, as he drew her toward him, and their lips met- both felt that they had chosen wisely and well. No opposition was offered when Mr. | Hamilton asked the hana of Blanche Gilmore from her uncle, all thinking that their poor relative did well, even in marrying a tutor. Mr. Hamilton wished lo be married during the Christmas holidays; so ear- ly in December the plain wardrode Mr. Corsair thought prudent to give his niece was duly prepared, and rapid pre- parations were being made for a strict- ly private wedding. Mr Hamilton being obliged to sup- erintend some arrangements previous to his marriage, resigned his position in Mr. Corsair’s family, much to the surprise of all, and lett for a few weeks, to return the day before the wedding. In the meantime the news came that the Bellmont owner was soon to take possession of his property. One of the oddities was that on the evening of his return, a large party of friends and the select neighbors, were to assemble to bid him welcome. This party, asit happeoed, was to take place the evening before the mar riage of Blanche. Cards of invitation had been left at Mr. Corsair's, and, much to the sur prise and chagrin of Miss Zoe, Blanche was also remembered. “Just as if we wanted to introduce our poor relations,” she said scornfully, “I wonder that tutor was notincluded.” Blanche however, decided not to go, but uncle insisted upon her accepting, “ag it would look so strange to refuse.” The evening came and Zoe certainly looked her best. : She gazed with a proud triumph, up- on her cousin, who, in simple white, with a few natural buds in her rich curls, waited - by her side in the draw- room of the Bellmont mansion. A young Dr. Zemuel, the village physician, was their escort. : The rooms were thronged, but sin- gular to remark the young owner had not, as yet, made bis appearance. The guests were received by his most intimate friends, Mr. and Mrs. Metcalf; and the latter, as soon as Blanche had been introduced, managed to draw her on one side, and in another moment Zoe wondered, as she saw them leave the room together. About an hour later, after all the guests had assembled. Mr. Metcalf said: “Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Bell- mont, the wealthy owner of this mag- nificent estate, has just arrived, and in a few minutes will be pleased to meet you and introduce to all assembled the beautiful young lady who, to-morrow morning will become his bride.” Scarcely had he finished speaking when the young man entered the room with Blanche hanging upon his arm, her face radiant with happiness. “Our late tutor the wealthy Mr.Bell- mont, the owner of this magnificent es- tate,” cried Mrs. Corsair. “Impossible!” cried Zoe, sinking in- toa chair. “It is quite true, madam.” said the man, ‘‘ pretended to be poor to es- cape the wiles of any woman who might seek to win me for my wealth, and that I might win who loved me for myself alone, and I have succeeded. r—— Language of the Future’ Pre-eminently the language of the fu- | ture will be English, says the St. Paul Pioneer-Press. It is a stalwart lazu- guage because it is the mother tongue! of two stalwart and one long-lived na- tion. Itsrudimentary idioms were in use at the founding of London, forty years subsequent to the crucifixion of Christ. Its vitality is in direct ratio with the vitality of its parent nation. The restless enterprise of English ex- plorations has carried the language, with its flag, around the world. The English language has broken down the barriers of old-time customs in diploma- cy. To American influence is due the discarding of French at the Samoan Conference at Berlin, and the adoption, for the first time, of English in interna- tional discussions. During the period of Rome’s full fruitage of Supremacy, before political decay attacked the Empire, Latin was the universal language of a limited world. The early English dramatists wrote a language known but to 6,000,- 000, and Thomas Jefferson’s inaugural address could have been read but by 16,000,000 people. Fifty years ago the German language was in as great favor numerically as English. Not so to-day. To German is accorded a speaking cli- entele of 60,000,000; to Krench, 45.- 000,000; to English, 100,000,000. Should ever again the stars have occa- sion to sing together it can well be as- sumed it will be in the language of those earthly singers, Milton and Byron, Bry- ant and Whittier. The Aged Poet,Laureate. Alfred Tennyson smokes a big clay pipe ani never uses the same pipe but once. He dislikes notoriety and is said to have burned all his letters, so that his future biographer will have a hard time of it, writing his life. He says he does not propose when he is dead to be “ripped up like a pig.” To strangers he it surly, even rude, but with con- genial epirits the native sunshine of his nature shines out. He does not believe in poetic inspiration, but believes that | all good poetry is the result of long, pa- tient and persistent work. He has been known to spend a whoie day over a single verse. Neither the blame nor the praise of the public effect him, but he does his work his own way regard- less of the critics. There are thousands of level-headed poetry lovers who be: lseve that when he dies the greatest poet of the world will pass away. A Ball of Fire. A fire ball, blue and white, fell in Brooklyn, Conn., during a recent thun- der storm. One account says it seemed to come straight down from the sky, and hit the carriage in which Mr. and Mrs. Sperry and children were driving. All were hurled out of the vehicle. Mr. Sperry was badly burned and his wife and two children were paralyzed. Neither carriage nor horse was much injured. The Close of Centuries. History Shows that Each Winds Up With Periods of Calamities. History teaches that the closing years of each of the by-gone centuries have been rendered memorable by a more than usual amount of sorrows, troubles and ills to which mankind is heir. Al- armed lest the century should pass away without the human race receiving its full quota of suffering, the powers of na- ture appear to have crowded into its concluding years all the unspent hoard of pestilence, famine, war and catas- trophe’s of every kind. Nor does the final decade of the nineteenth century seem destined to prove any exception to the rule. It has opened in a manner that cannot be regarded as other than ominous. Cholera has once deserted the oriental headquarters and invaded Europe from several points, bearing death and desolation in its train. Fam- ine is again casting its blighting shad- ow over the sorely stricken inhabitants of the Emerald Isle. In Italy the mis- ery is so appalling that starvation is de- populating entire districts, and from every quarter of the globe comes tales of ruined crops, destroyed herds and devas- tated homes. While no one country or district can be said to have escaped, it appears as if the forces of nature had concentrated their principal efforts for evil upon the central portion of Europe. Germany, Switzerland, a part of France and in particular Austria, are at present the particular sufferers, The phyllox- era has for the first time on record se- cured a foothold in the vineyards of the Champagne and of tie Rhine, and threatens completely to destroy these productive industries ; and while in one portion of Austria the drought is so in- tense that the cattle and horses are dy- ing by the thousand for want of fodder, the remainder of the empire, as well as Southern Germany and Switzerland, is suffering from terrible inundations. So appalling have the latter become that a special department of the government has been organized in all haste at Vien- na for the purpose of dealing with the danger. The principal rivers have burst their banks, in a number of places flooding the surrounding districts, ar- resting railroad communication and ruining the crops. The Lake of Con- stance has risen to the highest level known for more than one hundred years, and many of the other inland seas have followed suit, rendering a suspen- sion of navigation imperative. And what in the eyes of the superstitious is worse than all, the Carlsbruecke at Prague, which for five hundred years bas withstood the onslaughts of the Moldau, has just crumbled away into the river, carrying with it the famous and venerated statue St. John of Nepo- muk, the patron saint of the ancient city of Prague and of the Bohemian nation. Without attaching undue im- portance to the fears and terrors of the Bohemians, who regard as the worst, of | omens the disappearance of the statue of St. John—a statue which was visited : every year by thousands of pious pil- grims—it must be admitted that many Europeans have every reason to view the approach of the coming winter with fear and apprehension. She Did Not Relish Her Grapes. Many years ago there returned from a tour abroad a young lady of Boston society, who, by dint of a course of study in a Parisian boarding school of high degree, and of more or less resi- dence among the British aristocracy, to say nothing of a grounding in good Bos- tonian cultivation before she was taken abroad, and had become a thoroughly polished and accomplished young per- son. This young lady, who afterward became distinguished in Boston society, related an odd story of an experience at the Russian court while her father was visiting St. Petersburg. She had had the most remarkable attentions shower- ed upon her at the Russian capital. She was modest enough to attribute these honors to the fact that she was from the country remotest from Russia, and that Americans were at that time quite a curiosity at the the court of the Czar. But her friends, quite rejecting this explanation, credited the prefer- ence that was accorded her to her beau- ty, vivacity and accomplishments. Whatever it may have been due to, it is certain that a state dinner given by one of the Imperial grand dukes, the Ameri- can young lady was jumped quite over the heads of all the noble dowagers and miscellangous duchesses and countesses of the court, and given a seat of honor at the grand duke’s left hand. As she sat at dinner, the devoured of all de- vourers, and as the end of the feast was near, a plate of grapes was brought. They did not appear to be anything re- markable, but thé American girl to whom grapes were certainly no novelty, did them the honor of helping herself to a good big bunch. Then the plate went to the Grand Duke, who helped himself to—four grapes! And then the fruit was passed to a princess of high degree, who took three grapes. One or two helped themselves to two, and the mass of the company at the table had to be content with one grapey apiece ! Of course the American girl had realized by this time that grapes were a a prodigious rarity in St. Petersburg, and were produced at such a fabulous cost that even royalty contented itself with two or three. But in spite of their cost, she declared that she had never eaten a bunch of grapes which she enjoyed less than she did this one. Delight of Swimming. Swimming is an athletic excercise that has not received sufficient atten- tion from those interested in physical culture for women. It is not only a delightful amusement, but said to be far more valuable in expanding the chest and developing the mucles than almost any gymnastic exercise that is known. Comparatively few women, even among those who at the seaside enjoy a daily bath in the surf, are ex- pert swimmers. They are entirely at the mercy of circumstances in case of sudden danger. The expert swimmer learns to be courageous and energetic in the water, and her skill may be the means of saving her own life or other lives. Swimming is usually taught in a large swimming bath, such as are connected with some gvmnasiume, EERIE Ry RA REY RE Maitie's Heroic Measure. How an Invaluable Servant Entertain— ed Guests Until the Bread Came. A lady from Kansas, who was visit- ing a family on Walnut street, West Philadelphia, a week or rore ago, told a Philadelphia Press reporter a wonder- fully clever story of a woman’s wit. When my husband was a candidate for the State senate we lived on a farm two miles from our nearest neighbor and four miles from town. One day just as we were sitting down to dinner a wagon drove up containing four of my hus- band’s political friends. They were ip- fluential and expected to dine with us. To my horror the Irish maid who lived with us informed me as we had all assembled that there was just bread enough for our own dinner, and there was no fleur in the house for biscuits. Here was a terrible and un- usual quandary. Four able bodied men and enough for only two of them. Only a woman with her husband’s in- terests at stake can appreciate my feel- ings. I called my oldest son out of the room, put him on a horse, with a bag over hisarm, and told him to ride on a gallop to Mrs. B 's, our nearest neighbor, and borrow all the bread she had, explaining my predicament. As Rob rode away my servant, Mattie, said : “Sure, ma'am, the bread will all be gone intirely before the lad reaches B ’s. But just lave it to me,” she added, with a grin. “Don’t worry your swate sowl about it; we’ll have it in time.” I went back to the dining room, and my heart dropped as I saw that only four or or five slices of bread were left on the plate, though there wasan abun- dance of meat and vegetables. Sudden- ly Mattie’s head was stuck in the door, and in a voice of consternation, with terror written on her face, she fairly yelled : “Plaze, mum, the sthable’s on fire.’ In an instant the dining room was deserted, our guests sprang to their feet, and headed by my husband, rushed from the room. Sure enough, there were volumes of bluish smoke pouring out the stable door, and through the cracks in the boards. There was a frantic rush for water buckets and the well and a long chase out to the barn. But somehow Mattie was there first with a bucket of water, and had the fire nearly extinguished by the time the others arrived. It took fifteen min- utes to get order restored, and by that time Bob had arrived with the bread. Mattie had started the fire in an old vinegar barrel with some straw. It was a risky piece of business; I thought, until the sharp witted girl told me that she had dampened the straw so that it would make a heavy smoke, and after- ward had covered the barrel with pieces of loose boards thoroughly dampened. Be On Your Guard. The present condition of the cam- paign is such as to assure a Demo- cratic victory at the polls in Novem- ber. This is a fact that is patent to the leaders of both parties and wherev- er the masses of the people have be- come acquainted with the true situa- tion of affairs the same opinion is also beginning to prevail. Knowing this to be the case the managers of the Repub- lican campaign in the State are leaving | no stone unturned to deceive the peo- ple and create the impression that | causes of great dissatisfaction exist in the Democratic ranks which are slowly but surely working the defeat of the ticket. They are assidously endeavoring to make it appear that the Democracy of Philadelphia are in a bad shape and that a large majority for the Republi- can ticket will be the sure outcome. The purpose of this is manifest for it is understood by these schemers that the Democracy in the country remem- bering the bitter experiences of the past are veady to become discouraged at the first ill reports that come from this Republican stronghold Let the people be warned in time, these reports are simply the fabrications of the Republican leaders. Disaffection among the Democratic party does not exist, on the contrary the Democratic party and the Democratic organization in that city have not been in better shape for many years. True there ex- ists some local factional disturbances but the results of these will not be of a serious’character and will not extend any further than through the districts where they exist. On the other hand the Re- publicans are in sore straits, They se» the lists of Republicans who will not support their candidate for Governor but who on the contrary will cast their votes for Governor Pattison, daily in- creasing ; they see the prominent and influential men of their party either in- different orin open opposition to the methods of Quay; they know that a large Republican vote will be cast for Governor Pattison in the city of Phila- delphia and they know of a certainty that if anything like a fair percentage of the Democratic vote in the State shall be brought to the polls in November, that Governor Pattison will be elected by a handsome majority. Their plan “therefore is to discourage the Democracy of the State by dissemi- nating these stories in conneetion with the condition of political affairs in Phila- delphia. No Intelligent Democrat should be misled by any such reports, from whatever sources they eminate, but, understanding the situation as it really exists, should make every effort in his power to encourage his Demo- crat neizhbor to go the polls and vote and to inspire him with the belief that if he and his fellow Democrats do their duty, that this State will surely be re- deemed from the grasp of Quayism. The Revolt is General. Ex-Senator J. W, Lee, of Franklin, says that the Republican dissatisfaction extends over the entire State. It is not one class or one section of the State that is dissatisfied with Delamater,” he | says to a Pittsburg interviewer, ‘‘but farmer, oil men, miners, lumbermen and business men generally are in re- volt.” Reports received in this city from Butler county indicate that the Repub- lican disaffection is so great that the Re- publican majority of 1370 for Harrison will be turned into a Demacratic ma- The First Cornpopper Laughed at. In the winter of 1837 Mr. Francis P. Knowlton, of Hopkinton, N. H., pur- chased of Mr. Amos Kelley a sheet of wire netting from his manufactory on the main road, and constructed the first cornpopper ever made. The various parts were cut the required shape and then sewed together with wire. Mr, Knowlton then madesome tor Judge Harvey and Judge Chase, wonich they sent to various parts oi the United States as curiosities. Thinking that be could see a field of usefulness forthe newly conceived article, Mr. Knowlton made several and took them to Concord to a hardware store, hoping to intro- duce before the public a useful utensil and to receive a reasonable remunera- tion. His production was scorned and ridi- caled by the proprietors, and they re fused to have anything to do with it. Unwilling to be thwarted in what look- ed to him to Be a reasonable and sensi- ble project, he proposed leaving them to be sold on commission, and was told that he could leave one or two if he would pay storage on them. From ne- cessity he took them back to Hopkin- ton. The first one he made was laid away for a curiosity. It has since been given to the Antiguarian society, and now finds a home in that valuable col- lection. Soon after Mr. Knowlton’s deteat Mr. Amos Kelley began press- ing them into the required shape, and by slow degrees they found favor be fore the public. To-day no New Eng. land homestead is without one. No patent has ever been applied for so far as is known.— Concord (N. H.) People and Patriot. The Minister's Mistake. I heard a story the other day about & mistake made by a prominent divine whose name is as well known in Brook- lyn as that of Dr. Talmage. The rev- erend gentleman had occasion to spend a few days in a suburban town on the line of the Long Island road. He went to the depot to take the train for this city, and there met a member of his congregation, a lady well known in so- cial circles here. The lady had a va- lise and a small package which rested on the floor of the waiting room. Be- sides them were several small {crocks of preserves. As the train came in the gallant divine took the valise and pack- age and preserves and placed them in a seat he had found for the lady, and then occupied the seat in front. At one of the stations an agent came in and dis- played a despatch notifying him that the preserves had been stolen and the | thief was on boarc the train. The rev- {erend gentleman was naturally con- fused. He explained that he thought | they belonged to the lady, while she in | tarn thought they belonged to him. | There was considerable laughing on | board the train when the facts became { known. The reverend gentleman paid | the expressage back on the preserves which he had unintentionally stolen. | S—— A Word in Time. Parents are frequently impatient with children because they do not under- stand matters, or quickly comprehend some hint or sign given at a special mo- | ment. A lady once complained of her little girl, who happened to be especial- ly stupid at the wrong moment. An old gentleman rebuked her, saying: “If you had learned as much in every two years of your life as she has, you would be a wise woman by this time.’ This rematii set her to thinking, and she never complained afterward because her child was not able to comprehend as quickly as she did. The child was probably as smart as its mother was at that age, and nothing more could be re- quired. Tt was a word fitly spoken and it bore good fruit. Mrs. Wuchter SLill Alive, She Has Abstained from Food for One Hundred and Eighty Days. ALLENTOWN, Sept., 29.—Mrs. Adam ‘Wuchter,of White Hall,passed the 180th day of her fast yesterday. The Press correspondent found ker about the same as a week ago, with the exception of hemorrhages of the eye. Rev.Mr. Han- gen, of Coplay, was present and held devotional exercises. The woman con- versed audibly enough so be understood, and being very fond of music, wished to have the programme of exercises which had been held in the church read to her, and some of the verses were sung. She said the grace of God held her up, and through that grace she endured her suf- ferings. Books, Magazines, etc. Professor G. H. Darwin, of Cambridge, England, one of the great Darwin’s very able sons, will print in the forthcoming (October) Century what is said to be one ot the most im- portant scientific papers that has appeared of late years. The subject is “Meteorites and the History of Stellar Systems,” and in this essay Prof. Darwin attempts, in an original and novel manner, to reconcile the nebular hyj.othesis and the meteorie theory. Though dealing with a subject both abstruse and high~ ly speculative, Professor Darwin ‘expresses himself with great simplicity and clearness. Accompanying the article is a new and re- markable celestial photograph which seems to show in actual formation a great system, like our own solar system, all exactly according to the program of the nebular hypothesis, and in the same number Joseph Jefferson will close his autobiography with what he himself is said to consider the most important install. ment of all,—probably because he ventures to state here, more fully than before, his reflec. tions on the art of acting. He touches on the his part; describes a fault of French acting ; discusses imitators; how to keep fresh in playing apart; how to learn to act; how to conduct rehearsals; and how far realism may be allowed on the stage. Hood’s Sersaparilla is a purely vegetabie preparation, being free from injurious ingredients. Itis peculiar in its curative power. The experiment of tanning leather with palmetto roots has been successfully tried at Apalachicola, Fla, The leather was as soft and pliable as jority of 200 for Pattison. the finest calf skin. question as to whether an actor should “feel”
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