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The Most Desolate Spot.
Perhaps the most desolate spot on
earth is a tiny storm swept islet in
Bering sea nearly midway between
Alaska and Siberia. Nearly fifty miles
from the nearest land, King's island is
a barren rock, so steep that no beach
landing can be found. Here on the
southern side, perched like nests above
the roaring surf and secured to the
rocks by walrus thongs, are the skin
dwellings of the walrus hunters. Here
the sun is never shining, the sea never
smooth. Cold, chilly fogs enshroud the
place in summer, while the frequent
and furious gales that sweep through
Bering strait at all seasons render the
narrow summit uninhabitable. Ice
locked during nine months of the year,
the natives depend entirely upon the
seal, walrus and whale as a means of
existence. During the brief summer a
stray whaler may visit the island for
a couple of hours, but this is the sole
communication with the outer world.
The King's islanders are closely allied
to the Alaskan Eskimos. They are a
fine, hardy race, inured to daily dan-
gers and privations, and are reckoned
the best and bravest sailors in Bering
sea. Their boats of walrus hide will
carry from twenty to thirty persons in
a mountainous sea.
Strange Fuels.
“I have eaten mutton cooked on a
fire of broken mummy,” said the sail-
or. “It was in Egypt, and the mummy
was stolen out of a tomb. Them na-
tives is always stealin’ mummies.
They sell them in pieces to tourists,
and what pieces they can't dispose of
otherwise they throw into the bin for
fuel. Mummy burns like tinder, but
it’s a ghastly fuel. It is as ghastly a
fuel as the shoe lasts what they burn
in the shoemakin' town of Lynn, where
the old fashioned and discarded lasts
glowin’ in the grates look to you like
amputated human Trilbies. I been in
tannery towns where the fuel is leath-
er chips. This fuel smells and smokes.
It clinkers, too, formin’ itself into big,
solid chunks what have to be broke up
with the poker every little while. In
British Columbia, where fish is as plen.
tiful as air, they burn dried fish when
there's no wood handy. The oil in the
fish causes them to burn well, but the
smell of this fish fuel ain't to no white
man’s taste.”
Pawnshop Art Sales.
“One of the most indefatigable paint
ers in Philadelphia has almost exclu-
sively a pawnshop trade,” said a pawn.
broker the other day while discussing
the many tricks of his business. “Ha
has been working this mggkoet.” he con-
tinued, “for almost four years. I be
lieve I was his first customer. He was
reduced to the point where his only
capital was a lot of pictures that he
In his extremity he
came to me. I advanced him a little
money on several pictures, which 1
was lucky enough to sell. The funny
part of it was that the man himself
. couldn’t sell a picture to save his soul.
He finally realized that he was defi:
cient in business ideas and confined
himself strictly to painting pictures,
while I attended to the sales. At last
he got other customers in my line, and
today he actually makes a living from
the pawnshop trade.” — Philadelphia
Record.
What Ailed the Speech.
‘At the close of one of the sessions in
the trial of Warren Hastings when
most of those engaged had gathered in
the anteroom Dr. Parr stalked up and
down the room in his pedantic, pom-
pous way, growling out praises of the
speeches of Fox and Sheridan, but say-
ing not a word about Burke's. Burke,
sensitive at this omission and anxious
for some commendation from the great
authority, could at last contain himself
no longer and burst out:
“Doctor, didn’t you like my speech?’
“No, Edmund,” replied Dr. Parr,
calmly eying his excited questioner.
“Your speech was oppressed with met-
aphor, dislocated by parenthesis and
debilitated by amplification!”
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rz His Shaky Seat.
A small Canadian ventured into the
room while his eldest sister was en:
tertaining a masculine caller.
“Mr. Harris,” the youth finally inter
rupted, “I wish you would take me
with you some day.”
“Take you with me!” echoed the call:
er. “Where do you want to go, Bob
bie?”
“I heard Mr. Grant, next door, say
you were on the water wagon and he
guessed you'd soon fall off. I'd love to
help you drive.”—Cgnadian Courier,
Eloquent Silence.
There are silences of all sorts, as
there is speech of all sorts. There are
silences that set one’s teeth on edge—
it is always a relief to break them—
and there are silences that are gen-
tler, kinder, sweeter, more loving, more
eloquent than any words and which it
it always a wrench to interrupt.—Ma.
rion Crawford.
Not to Be Fooled.
“He wanted me to order a basket of
champagne,” declared indignant Mr.
Nuritch.
“Well?”
“I may be ignorant, but I know that
champagne comes in bottles.,”—Wash-
ington Herald.
The Bride's Way.
* Friend—Is the bride you're working
for getting to be a good housekeeper?
Cook—No; she hasn't learned to keep
out of the kitchen yet.—Detroit Free
How He Got Even.
During civil war times Gilman Fay,
a local character known by all as
Gil. being in need of groceries and
household necessities, went to the gen-
eral store in Fayville, kept at that
time by Colonel Dexter Fay, to make
his purchases. The amount was 68
cents, and Mr. Fay tendered the clerk
a one dollar bill. Change being scarce
in the store, nc was often the case dur-
ing these strenuous times, the clerk
passed him some slips of paper with
figures on them to equal the amount of
change due. Gil looked at the slip,
then at the clerk, and slowly said,
“What's all this?’ “Why, that is what
we are giving for change now. When
you get one dollar's worth, we will re-
deem them,” replied the clerk, and
Fil went out. A day or two after
this occurrence Gil went to the
store again for some tobacco. The
clerk passed out the plug, and Gil
put his hand in his pocket, pulled out
a handful of pumpkin seeds and hand-
ed them to the clerk, saying: “These
are what I am using for change now.
When you get a dollar's worth, I will
redeem them.”—Boston Herald.
A Bluff With a Cork Leg.
“Cork legs are not bad in their way,”
sald the man who had one. “Some
people are rather sensitive about theirs,
but I'm not. I even have a little fun
with it sometimes. I was in the smok-
er of a railroad train the other day
talking with three other men while we
puffed away at our cigars when the
conversation turned on stoicism. Ev-
ery man had an incident to relate
about some acquaintance’s remarkable
ability to bear extreme pain without
a murmur. When the third man had
finished his yarn I mentioned casually
that 1 rather prided myself on my abil-
ity to put up with a good deal of pain
without making a squeal. ‘To illus-
trate,’ I said, and then opened my pen-
knife and slowly forced the point of
its long, keen blade into my leg just
above the knee, at the same time smil-
ing pleasantly. One man fainted, an-
other became deathly pale, and the
third got up and hastily left the car.”—
New York Press.
Stories of Brahms.
Many stories are told of how the com-
poser Brahms treated pianists and
singers who were eager to get his criti-
cism. If one of these aspirants for his
favor was fortunate enough to find him
at home and be received, Brahms’ first
concern was to seat himself on the lid
of his piano, a position from which he
rightly deemed few would have the te-
merity to oust him. If this failed, he
nad recourse to the statement that the
instrument was out of tune. “Oh, that
does not matter,” remarked one cour-
ageous individual. “Perhaps not to you,
but it does to me,” replied the master.
On one occasion he was just leaving
his house when a long haired youth,
with a bundie of music under his arm,
hailed him with, “Can you tell me
where Dr. Brahms lives?” “Certainly,”
answered the master in the most amia-
ble manner, “in this house, up three
flights.” And, so saying. he hurried
away.
The Treacherous Lioness.
“Lionesses are far more dangerous
than lions,” sald an animal trainer.
“Their tempers are more uncertain.
They are more treacherous. They are
more wily. If a lion is in a bad hu-
mor, he shows it. He growls and
snarls and lashes his sides. You know
what is in. the wind and prepare ac-
cordingly. But a licness in a bad hu-
mor is as affectionate as a girl. She
brushes, purring, against your leg, and
she minds you with the joyous alac-
rity of a good fox terrier. Then, as
soon as your back is turned, whiz—a
yellow streak shoots through the air,
and you are on your back, and she is
at your throat. With all the cat tribe
it is the same. Whenever you hear of
a trainer mauled or mangled, be sure
it was a female. not a male, cat that
dld the deed.”
Greenland’s Glaciers.
Nearly all the Greenland glaciers and
tongues from the internal ice cap ter-
minate in vertical faces from 100 to
1,000 feet high, presenting facilities for
investigation. The vertical faces reveal
pronounced stratification on the basal
ice, even earth materials in the bases
carried by the ice being arranged in
layers. Fine laminations were seen
twelve or twenty to an inch. The lay-
ers are sometimes twisted and con-
torted and even “shoved” over each
other. The glacier movement at the
ice border is a foot per day to a foot
per week.
Force of Example.
“Talk about the instinct of the lower
orders! I built a little two story house
for our parrot not long ago, and the
very next morning after I put her in it
she looked out of the window and
greeted me in a very profane fashion.”
“Why should she do that?”
“Complaining about the house, 1
fancy.”
“But why should she swear at you?”
“Took me for the janitor, no Foubt.”
—Cleveland Plain Dealer.
His First Love Affair.
Mrs. Rose—Did your husband ever
have more than one love affair? Mrs.
Pose—Oh, only one, I believe! Mrs.
Rose—And that was when he fell in
love with you? Mrs, Pose—Oh, dear,
no! He had fallen in love with him-
self long before he had met me.
Women In Medicine.
First Lady Doctor—He is sleeping
now and is certainly recovering. He
proposed to me this morning. Second
Lady Doctor—Indeed! He was proba-
bly delirious.—Boston Transcript.
A coward never forgave; it is not his
nature.—French Proverb.
Androw Sedans Education.
During each winter for two or three
years after le had reached the age of
seven Andrew Jackson was sent to the
old field school of a Mr. Branch. After
this he attended the select school which
a Presbyterian preacher, the Rev. Dr.
David Humphreys, taught in the Wax-
haw settlement. He appears to have
been going to this higher school in the
spring of 1780, when the inroad of Tar-
leton created a panic in that portion of
the Carolinas. At some later period of
his youth he is said to have attended
the old Queen college or seminary at
Charlotte a couple of terms, but the
time is not definitely known.
As to education, therefore, it may be
safely stated that Andrew Jackson en-
Joyed much more than the ordinary ad-
vantage of a backwoods boys of his
time. At the age of ten he had become
so good a reader that he was often
chosen to read the newspaper to the
assembled neighbors, and he remem-
bered with pride in after years that he
had thus bad the honor of “reading out
loud” the Declaration of Independence
upon its arrival in the Waxhaws, For
a lad of ten this was, indeed, some-
thing to remember with honest pride.—
Thomas E. Watson in Watson's Jeffer-
sonian Magazine,
Caustic.
Recently a wearied looking little
mother, carrying a small baby, boarded
a street car and took a seat next to
two men who were earnestly engaged
in conversation. Neither of the men
was very handsome, and it must have
required considerable nerve on their
part to hand out their photographs
among their friends unless the pictures
had been previously retouched with
sandpaper. In a few minutes the baby
began to cry with a reliable yelp that
could be heard above the din of the
street babble for half a block, and,
with a grouchy glance at the young-
ster, one of the men arose and peevish-
ly remarked to his pal:
“I think we had better sit over here,
Jim.”
This ungallant act plainly embar-
rassed the little mother, but she was
equal to the occasion.
“It won't do a bit of good to change
your seats, gentlemen,” said she in a
finely sarcastic voice. “The baby can
see you quite as plainly over there as
he could here.”
A Dying Glass.
In the glass collection at the Museum
of Art in Dresden, Germany, there is a
large drinking cup which stands apart
from all other art objects under a
heavy glass cover. It is of Dutch
workmanship, and the inscriptions and
style show that it was made early in
the eighteenth century. The vessel is
remarkable because it Is known in the
museum, says a Berlin paper, “as hav-
ing consumption which can be com-
municated to other objects of glass.
On that account it is isolated. There
are remedies against this glass disease,
which is usually developed because of
defects in the glass mixture, but these
have not been applied to the Dutch
vessel in order that the progress of the
wasting disease may he gbserved.”
A Big Calculation In Water.
The ocenii. sea and lake surface of
our planet Is estimated at something
like 145,000,000 square miles, with an
average depth of 12,000 feet, and is
calculated to contain not less than
3,270,600,000,000,000 tons of water.
The rivers of the earth arc estimated
to have a flow sufficient to cover thir-
ty-six cubic miles of the above area
each day. Now, if all the oceans were
suddenly dried and the rivers could
keep up their present rate of flow,
which, of course, they could not with-
out ocean evaporation, it would take
3,500 years to refill the basin.
Companionship of Books.
Will you go and gossip with your
housemaid or your stable boy when
you may talk with kings and queens,
while this eternal court is open to you,
with its society wide as the world,
multitudinous as its days, the chosen
and the mighty of every place and
time? Into that you may enter always,
in that you may take fellowship and
rank according to your wish. From
that, once entered into it, you ean nev-
er be outcast but by your own fault.
~John Ruskin.
Mislaid the Pudding.
Dinner was late, but when the mis-
tress started to make a mild remon-
strance the new maid was on time
with her excuse.
“Sure,” she said, with an irresistible
Irish smile as she placed the soup on
the table, “sure, I mislaid the pudding,
and there I was hunting the house for
it, and where would it be afther all but
in the oven!”
Shopping.
There is nothing finer for the temper
than a new hat, no balm for hurt feel
dings like a fresh gewgaw. Ordering
new frocks takes a woman out of her-
self. Cut a woman off her shopping,
and the result may be disastrous.—Lon-
don World.
The Polish He Needed.
“I stopped down the street,” sald the
man who prided himself on being
blunt, “to get a polish on my shoes.”
“Don’t you think,” asked his sarcas-
tic companion, “that you began at the
wrong end ?'—Baltimore American.
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A man is never so on trial as in the
moment of excessive good fortune.—
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