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THE VINE ON THE SPOUT.
Om In the heart of the city,
lh washes and Irons all day;
tr tired old hands are shaky and thin,
Aaa her hair, once yellow, li ptrny.
She- at and t near a window to labor,
And every few moments looks out
Aa4 murmur: "You're mine," to the smalt,
rtckljr vine
Hat's climbing the old water spout.
k waters It wen In the twlllicht,
Am4 tenderly touches the leaves
Mm they nod In the tepbyrs that sometimes
t-et lost
Bo far from the gran and the trees.
4a knows every tendril It carries,
Bach bud Is a enre, without doubt,
Bltr she loves with a love that Is sent from
above
That vlns on the old water spout.
Is wrinkled and ragged and tired.
Her children have left her, I know,
to right the battle of Ufa once attain
he founht It for them long ago.
4Mendlass, alone, unchcrlshed,
r mother-love win not die out,
4a atoe croons an old tune, all the long aft
ernoon. T the vine on the old water spout.
rt way be the world doesn't need her,
It nay be the world doesn't care
Mr the old lonely soul whose eyes are so
dim.
IThose voice Is as thin as her hair.
It May be the world has forgotten
And yet I haven't a doubt
lod planted thnt seed for lie saw there
was need
Tmr the vine on the old water spout!
-Cincinnati Commercial-Tribune. ;
How Dalfino
Said Adieu V
By GABRIELE D'ANNUNZIO,
' (OepyrlgBt, by Daily story rob. OoJ
A LONG the roast he was known eim
f ply as Pnlfino, and the name win
ppropriate. In the water he looked
"or all the world like ft dolphin, his
jack bent by years of hard labor ns a
Mmn, hia body browned by the sun
ind sea breezes, nnd his head covered
ith a coarse bristly hair. It wm a
rrand sight to see him throw himself
torn the rocky ledge at Forrini, nnd,
larting through the air, plunge into
h sea like a seahawk with broken
.ring", and, a he enme to the surface
-gain, his large, clear fishlike eyes
parklcd in thu sunlight. Perhaps it
was a still more interesting k i c li t to
is him clinging to the ropes nt the
oast's top, when the wind whistled
hrough tie rigging filling the sails
dmoBt to bursting, and the angry
vaves beuienth him raped like infuri
td baasta anxious to devour him.
' Dalfino was both fatherless nnd
notaerless. Ills mother had been dead
'or come 20 years, and his father
tad fallen a victim to tim sea cm nn
vwful night when the sky was dark
od by tempest breeding clouds nnd
he winds came like raging demons
om the deserts of I.ybia. From that
ooroent the wide expanse of the sea
sslonped to him and his life seemed to
ie bound up with it. lie listened to the
-oing waves us if they had something
rocderful to tell him, nnd spoke to
bm aa he would speak to a human
etnf. He confided everything to the
e and often dispelled the gloomy
toara by singing to himself little
notches of sung,
"Father sleeps there," he said to
Carra one clay, "nnd I with to go and
oin him. He is waiting for me, I
;novr, for I saw him yesterday."
"You have seen him?" asked Zarra,
. airicg her large black eyes to his.
"Yes, there yonder on the point of
hose rocks. The sea was smooth as
las. I saw him plainly and he looked
t n."
A shudder passed through the girl's
ody. What a beautiful creature this
rra was! Straight and slender as a
nast, nimble in her movements as a
anther, with a set of regutar, pearly
vhite teeth, and a bosom that rose
nd fell like a field of golden grain be
fore a gentle breeze.
She and Dalfino had always been
tod to one another. They had played
ogether in the sand, eaptured the un
wary erabs along the shore, and waded
int into the. shallow water. The sur.
irad the sea had witnessed them a
housand times kiss each other, had
ard them shout in joyful glee, and
oin In singing the sweet little songs
hey knew. O, tender youth, how noon
uutot the sea change such tenderness
0 the hardness of steel!
Zarra always sat and waited for him
-r the evening when the setting sun
could tint the western sky with a rosy
olor, and reflected from the clouds
jonVd overspread the surface of the
ea with a violet hue as if wine had
een poured into the water. Soon the
ails of the fisher lxats would appear
1 the distance like a flock of whlte
"'tnged birds. Palfino's boat was in-
iriably in advance of the others, and
vith its orange red sails swelling in
he breeze, would approach the shore
.-tth the speed of an arrow. Dalfino
nade a fine appearance aa he stood at,
he rudder, firm as a granite statue.
"O!" Zarra would cry: "flood catch
o-day ?"
lie shouted her on answer. The sea
nils at the approach of the boats
onld rise from the rooks with coni
latndng shrieks, beouuse they were
'.sturbed, and take flight, to a more
eeerted. place. In a little while the
oast became animated apnln and all
stir at the return of the fishermen
rom their day's labor.
But the sea uir made them both sick.
.Vith whnt fascination they regarded'
n another she standing on the ede,e
if the boat, he reclining on the deck at
lier feat, the eu the while making infl
ow music as the waves broke upon the
oeka on the shore.
"What thought is there in your
'ook this evening, Zarra?" asked Dnl
'luo, softly. "Listen, I declare you are
.n of those mythical being with a
body half human, half (ish, who live
far, far, out in the sea, aud who, when
they sing, nit upon the rocks, their
'.oaf glossy hair floating in the wind.
Some day you will bo such a being" and
veill take up your abode in the sea and
leave me alone nnd lonely."
"Fool," she answered, laughing,
burying her hands In his long hair and
holding him fait so that he could not
move. There he lay subdued before
her like a leopard in chains.
The sea won gloomier than ever.
One day Zarra accompanied the little
fleet of fishing boats to their work. It
was early on a beautiful morning In
July. The fresh morning breeze gently
fanned her cheerful countenance. A
heavy fog hid the entire coast from
view. Suddenly a bright ray pierced
the dense fog lite the shaft from the
bow of some god. Oilier rays followed
and soon n flood of light burst through
the fog. Itenntiful scarlet streaks,
patches of violet with trembling rose
colored rdces. here and there a flaming
band of orange yellow, nnd nztire blue J
clouds, all combined to make n sym
phony of rotors without comparison.
A breath of wind dissipated the fog
nnd the sun shone forth in undimin
ished splendor nnd sparkled with many
hued colors on the surface of the ten,
which a gentle breeze had set In mo
tion. Flocks of noisy sea gulls circled
above the ships, sometimes hovering
over the boats, sometimes skimming
along the surface of the water, their
wings dipping into the spray.
The little bark elided through the
waves willi the graceful motion of n
fish. It seemed as If it were a living
thing. In the southwestern sky a bank !
of clouds, resembling red tongues ;
streaming through the ether, formed
a background ngolnst which the rocks
of Forrinl stood out prominently.
"See!" exclaimed Zarra to Dalfino,
who. together with ("iattennd his son,
J'achios, maneuvered the boat, "see,
how small the houses on the shore,
seem. They look like Mother Apnese's
Christmas eve cradles."
"Indeed," said Ciatte.
lalllno paid no attention to thiB re
mark, but watched intently the corks !
floating on the water. These scarcely
moved. "Indeed, and what n fine child
Mother Agnese has," he suddenly re
marked In n snrstic tone, regarding
Zarra with n stern look.
Zarra met his gnze unmoved, but
secretly felt hurt nt his remark.
"It may be," she finally answered,
turning away and watching the sen
gulls circling high above their heads.
"Ah, to be sure! Then the pretty
uniform, too, with yellow stripes and
the hat decked with n feather nnd the
little saber ah, n fine fellow if
At this Zarra turned her back com
pletely and looked longlngiy nt the op
posite shore, ller heart bint rapid
ly and hair floated in the breee. "San
Fruneesco, protettore," muttered Dal
fino between his teeth: "Turn, Ciatte,
turn."
if Zarrn moved he could not restrain
himself from expressing some sarcastic
remark, twisting his blond mustache
between the fingers of his right hand
and placing the left on the hilt of the
sword. She laughed, but once she
turned to him.
'Blood is red," Dalfino remarked
with scowling countenance, as he
walked proudly on the deck of the an
chored boat, his military cap pushed
back on his neck. One evening, a lazy
day in July, he was destined to ex
perience thnt blood is red. The sun
had now disappeared behind the
clouds and the heat was intense. Like
consuming tongues of flames the hot
desert wind came in gusts while the
seething waves tossed nnd roared as
they broke upon the rocky const. Just
opposite the toll house Padrone Car
dillo's boat was anchored.
'I have seen him again," said Dalfino
bitterly, as he sat near his boat, which
had been pulled up on shore. "He told
me that he would wait for me some
other time. I am going to him come
what will."
Within him a tempest .was raging.
Poor Dalfino! Ilis heart was as broad
as the sea, but as hard as the granite
blocks on the shore.
He stood there mute nnd listened to
the deafening roar of the sea. Zarra.
did not have the courage to say an
other word, but stood motionless aa a
statue and looked straight ahead with
a vacant stare. "My poor ship," mur
mured Dalfino, stroking with his hand
the blackened planks to which he had
intrusted himself in all kinds of
weather.
In his eyes were large tears. "Adieu,
Zarra, I must go," he said, pressing a
kiss upon her cheek. Then while this
wild desire was still raging In his
breast, he ran towards the toll house.
Under the tower he met his hated,
enemy, whom he attacked like an en
raged tiger nnd plunged the dagger
Into his heart before he had time even,
to utter his "Ave Maria." As the peo
ple came running towards him, he.
plunged into t he rough sea. Rising and!
falling with the surge, he battled with
desperation against the overpowering
waves. Once more he was seen among
the foaming breakers, then disap
peared forever in the depths of the
Fen. Mingling with the howling wind,
could be heard the despairing cry of
Mother Agense. Chicago Tribune.
The "Arab" In atnl.
There Is trouble in South Africa
regarding the colored tabor problem.
The Hindu traders (called "Arabs")
year by year become n more impor
tant element in commercial affairs
in .Nut ul. That they are keen com
petitors nnd possess many qualifi
cation for commerce ennnot be de
nied. They live frugally, and can
save money where a Jew would
starve. Thus It is that ninny of them
ure becoming wealthy men, posses
sing a great deal of property, and
in some cases even driving their
own traps, sometimes even with a
white coachman. A pet scheme of
theirs appears to be never to pay
until full legal process, even to the
point of seizing their effects and
selling by auction has been resorted
to. Then they pay, and return next
day to the merchant to begin a new
account. South African Exports. (
THE COLUMBIAN,
TALKED ABOVT
: IN NEW YORK
The Topics That Keep the Tongues
of Gotham Wagging.
fentnree of Commercial I. He oa the
f.nut Side never? and III rcn
Uar Caadldacr for Mayor
i of Hie llr.
. New York. It aeema almost In
credible that "the Original Cohen,"
who died the
other dny, wns
but 62 years old.
Harris Cohen
wns tha pioneer
of the peouliar
clothing Industry
of Baxter street,
lie wns o famous
locally that a
w,hot brood of
imitating Cohens
forced him to em
phnsize the "orig
inal" in his firm
The Pullor-ln. dealings for
years. Ilis methods have been copied
over the whole- continent, his name
is us old ns the "Ragged Dick"
stories, and is made familiar by a
hundred farce comedy companies
touring the country.
Cohen must have been at S5 years
of age already famous. He has made
money. When hia daughter wns mar
ried a few yearn ago to a swell He
brew merchant of the neighborhood,
the array of diamonds exhibited ns
gifts for the bride wns one of the
finest ever seen in the city upon such
nn occasion. The old mnn lost, much
money of late years. He went into
politics, which is n good wny to get
rid of superfluous wealth. Worse
than thnt, he invested in a stablefnl
of race horses nnd went upon the
turf. However shrewd lie may hnvc
been in Baxter street, he w.ts a child
on the track, nnd presently failed.
ire drifted into the produce busi
ness in Broi.Myn, nnd his native
shrewdness won him another fair
fortune, which ho left to his eight
children and his 24 grandchildren.
The Itelicn of the I'uller-In.
It was Cohen's discovery that a
merchant did not have to stay in his
shop. He sta
tioned his clerks
upon the sidewalk
to waylay passers-by,
drag
them by main
strength into his
place, ii ml see
that they did not
escape without
buying some
thing. These were the
unwilling custom
ers who would be
"strong - armed" The Pretty Millmsrs.
into coats too big for them and as
sured that "it fits like de paper on de
vail." It was the kind of trading
that succeeded best with men pnrtly
drunk, and that made the most of its
snles afttr people in other parts of
the city had pone to bed. The goods
were cheap, nnd if wisely bought not
bad bargains. Most of them were
second-hnnd, but cleverly faked to
conceal the fact. I hne no doubt
that Baxter street was a boon to
many a poor man wno kept soher
enough to know what he was doing.
Fifteen years ngo the system was
at it height. The "pullcrs-in" were
brawny fellows, full of fight. Fre
quently they got into conflict over a
promising customer, when the poor
fellow would fare like an angleworm
seized bv two fish at once. Of late
yenrs the police have been obliged to
interfere with such rough methods.
and one can venture into Baxter
street at any hour without fear.
Division street is less than half as
famous ns Baxter, and until last year
it was more than twice the fun. It is
the great East side millinery quar
ter. Imagine a long succession of
shop windows filled with the cheap
est possible hats and bonnets, and
in front of each door, Instead of a
brawny prize fighter, a girl skilled
in langunge and full of wiles, in
tuits for her rival saleswomen, bland
ishments for the pirl customers, sar
casm for those who pulled them-'
selves free from the detaining hand
and went their ways oh, it wns all
wvirtn seeing! t
It's all spoiled now. A sort of trust
has been made up of the former rivals.
There is still a puller-i'n before each
shop, but the seldom ventures beyond:
"We have. some. very nice hats, lady;
won't you walk in? Twon't cost you
nothin'," t some mild-ns-milk obser
vation cf that sort. In some wnys the
town does get less interesting. :
The flreat llevery Campaign.
Never before in the history of the'
city and it has just celebrated its
two h unci red and
fiftieth birthday f
has a notoriously
b ad ru a n, the
friend and chnm
pion of the foulest
characters nnd a
former protector
of the worst
abuses of the city,
begun a campaign
for election as
mayor.
is it all a joke?
May be; but al
ready I find Tam
many men becom
The Tiger and the
"Bug."
ing very restive under it. A prominent
lender of that side of the house waa
lately complaining of this.
BLOOMSBURG, PA
"It's the newspapers thnt make De
Tery," he said. "If they'd let him alone
he would drop out of sight I'd a week."
"Why, you aren't afraid of him?" I
asked.
"Well, if he should run for mnyor,
really I should not be surprised If he
got 2.',000 votes; and that might beat
the ticket."
This Is Devery's reasoning precisely.
He will rule or ruin. He will assnrrdly
run for mnyor as he threatens in
which case we shnll see if there really
are 2.1.0(H) fools nnd knaves combined in
the city or compel Tnmninny to take
him into the fold as the leuder of his
district.
It's a difficult position for Boss Mur
phy. Devery does control the district.
He masters the majority of (he votes
there. His delegntion wns thrown out
of the democrat! stnte convention nt
Saratoga, but it was thrc with the
Vote behind it. Now if Murphy yicfWs
and surrenders to Devery the places he
covets, the vile character of the mnn
and his following may defeat the whole
Murphy ticket. If on the other hnnd
Murphy sticks it. out and refuses to
recognize the ex-chief of police how
many votes will the big fellow draw
off?
Tbe "Bum" and the "Pomp."
By whatever means obtained, Devery
has money lots of it.
His enemies
claim that it rep
resents the unhal
lowed profits of
gambling houses
nnd worse places
where girls were
imprisoned for
purposes that
make the heart
tick. With his
money Devery has
fitted out a fine
club house for his
organization.
which he calls the Devery at the "Pump."
"Bugs" for no particular reason. This
is the parent "Bughouse." There are to
be. if all goeR well or ill, bughouses nil
over the city to provide for the need of
a general organization willing to stand
up and be counted in the support of
a Devery.
The imps are all young men; there
are over 4M members in the parent or
ganization, with others in other parts
of the city as charter members for the
branch houses. Perhaps not all these
men are so hnd as one must at first
thought decide. Some of limited in
telligence may have been caught by
the coarse, rough and ready wit of the
big fellow. Here are some of his say
ings: "Republicans and fuslonlsts nnd Tam
many are a lot of grafters and the people
Is tired of the whole lot.
"We oujrht to have more schools nn' do
sway with a lot of them high salaried pro-
feiuors.
"Now I ain't no ana-el an' I may not go to
Heaven with a pair o' white wings, but
none o' them political grafters that Is run
nln' Tammany Hall can keep me from doln'
It.
Low's all right Tor head of a college, but
not for head o' the city. He ain't got the
executive ability."
Devery bothers Tammany in one
way. He knows what happened under
Van Wyok; where the money went,
who got the contracts, where the
"rake-off" finally lunded. Suppose he
should tell!
The Darkest Side of Devery.
I shall here, with apologies, hint at
the darker side of the conditions which
Deveryism meant.
The campaign
for fusion was
won in 1901 large
ly upon Devery
ism as an issue, in
a great, moral ris
ing againkt inde
scribable wrongs
co mmitted
a g a inst women,
particularly
against young
girls who speak no
English and can-
A Raid in Mott Street, not make their
plaiuta heard. There were tales told
ghastly tales, but true, that made men
turn pule and clench their fists
Perhaps the memory of these things
has a little faded by now. But lest we
forget
The other day a house was raided on
Mott street not in the Chinese part
of that famous thoroughfare; the Chi
nese are more decent. The police found
it a literal rabbit warren of nooks and
crannies where terrorized women
might be hidden. There were, closets
walled off from the ends of passages,
only to be detected by measuring the
floors nnd comparing with tie rooms;
there were false floors with traps be
neath which slender pirls could lie
Out of such crannies the men in blue
pulled eight women
loiter came un alarm that nn Italian
pirl, young, knowing no Kngli.su, had
been stolen. The police npuin visited
the same house and with them went
this time un old reporter of the very
conservative Kveuiug Post, which is
often accused of slow news but never of
huuwatioiialiMi). The girl wuk not.
found, but all the hideous machinery
of traps and secret passages was fouud
just as the earlier raid hud revealed it
No trace of the girl wus found during
the vihit, but it is evident that her cur
tors were well scared, for upon the
next duy she reuppcared. She had been
concealed behind u trup door during
the search and next morning was led
into the street with & little thaw
throw n over her face so that she could
not identify her whereabouts. In the
next Htreet her conductor whisked
away the shawl and suddenly left her
blinking in the strong Kunnght.
Devery a joke! In one tense he U
he could never be elected mayor ex
cept in a city of mudmen. But it is
ktrange that even in a city so big even
I few can take Lini t-erioutly us a de
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FORESTRY ASSOCIATION-
Meeting at Ganoga Lake.
An important meeting of the Coun
cil of the Pennsylvania Forestry Asso
ciation was held recently at Genoga
Lake, Sullivan County, all of the
members being the guests of Col. R.
Bruce Ricketts, the owner of the
greater part of North Mountain, upon
the summit of which Ganoga Lake is
situated.
In this part of Sullivan county is to
be found one of the few remaining
tracts of primeval forest, watered by
unfailing springs flowing since a re
mote glacial period. A forest such
as this is becoming so rare in the
United States that, with the buffalo,
it is likely to become in the near fu
ture a thing of the imagination, unless
immediate steps are taken for(prcscr
vation. Dr. Rothrock gave a summary of
the work which is being done in Penn
sylvania by the State authorities and
by single individuals, and also called
attention to much that remains to be
done. He has lecently published the
following notice:
"The Commissioner of Forestry, in
view of the numerous fires occurring
from day to day upon state reserva
tion and other forest lands, desires to
call attention to the reward of fifty
dollars offered, under the provisions
of the Act of Assembly of June n,
1879, to the prosecutor, for the con
viction of any person who shall wan
tonly and willfully kindle any fire so
that any woodlands, barrens or moors
are thereby set on fire.
This reward is payable out of the
County Treasury by the Commission
ers of the county wherein the convic
tion is had."
Did It Ever Occur to You
that your teeth are given to you for a pur
pose ? If people would spend more time at
tneir meals nnd eat lood which re'pures chew
ing, they would have less use for physicians.
"jit" i a new prepared cereal food which has
the natural flavor of the grain, and on account
of its being cooked twice is easily digested.
"" is not a mush, hut a delightful, ctisp
cereal of great food value. Try "Jf" and
you will like "Jf". Sold by grocers. 2-12 jy
Things One Cannot Afford to Miss
The Tuly McClure's surpasses itself
Good stories at this season of the yenr aie
the prime requisite, and of those there is nn
abundant and varied supply. O. Henry's
"The Fourth in Salvador," is a seasonable
and delectable burlesque, telling how five
nome-sick Americans, aided by an hnglisli
man who joined them "for the pure joy of a
blooming row," initiated the Salvadoreans
into the glories of the national holiday.
"Judy," by M. G. Sampson, is a quaint and
homely love story of two Irish lads and an
Irish lass ; and "A Hird's Kye View of
Heaven," by Philip Verrill Mighlcs, is a
rollicking bit of love makine of the true
American sort. "In the Matter of the Mis
sions," by Bayard Yeiller, is a piece of ordi.
nary the story of a Presbyterian mission
founded by an old Jew, a convert to Chris,
tianity. "Dutch Comace." bv lolm Milton
Stoddard, is a fine tale of adventures on the
rail.
Everyone, of course, will wish to read
Lincoln StelTens's account of the Philadelphia
municipal situation, entitled "Philadelphia i
i-onupi anu contented," the st longest of
a notable scries nnd Miss Tarlx.-11's conclud
ing chanter of the first Dart of her Standard
Oil History "The Keal Greatness of the
Standard," a detailed and absorbing study of
the management of the great trust. Most
tellable, too, is an account of "Mountaineer
ing in Switzerland Without Guides," by
Ashley P. Abraham, illustrated with some
marvelous photographs by G P. Abraham.
"The Story of the Snalie," by A. W. Kolker,
is nn engrossing account of the ways of rep.
tiles in captivity in a modern snake house,
also profusely anj diamatically illustrated.
The second installment ot Henry llail.iiKl's
serial, "My Friend Prospero," is enchant
ing. Never did author pique the curiosity
of his readers more skilfully in regard lo the
identity of his heroine. The verse is by
Florence Wilkinson, A. 11. Kemper, and
Paul Kester. A notable editorial on Patri
otism completes the number.
RIVEK trading boats.
Aate-nellnm t'ommerrlnl F.nterprlne
la ("old tm He fnmlni Into
Voume Aanln.
Queer-looking flntbonts, vnryiiug in
size vnd capable of carrying many
tons of freight, hnvlng on board a rude,
borne for th owner, are npnin begin
ning to ply up ami down the broad ex
panse of the Ohio river nnd its tribu
taries. One in particular hns attract
ed the attention of the farmers
through whose Innds it occnsionnlly
wends its way. It hns been fittingly
named "The American Trader," Ire
that it is a veritable floating store and,
junkhouse.
According to river men, the life of
the water trader is fur more pleasant
than that of the nvernge peddler,
whose 1 vocot Ion necessitates the fre-
RIVKR TRADING HOAT.
(Old-Time Pystem of Commerce AgsJa
Coming Into Vogue.)
quent cleaning nnd continual looking
after a horse. Then, again, there are
enough residents along the In rgor riv
ers to make an inland trip altogether
unnecessary.
The trnding boots arc supplied with,
groceries and provisions of nil kinds,
and take In exchange such articles its
butter, eggs, iron, wool nnd bones.
When laden it pnts off to some town
nnd there sells its accumulation or
sto'-k.
It is said that long before the war
the flatbont was used to take produce
down the rivers, but that with its pass
ing came the modern barge, now al
most n novelty, yet often a useful one.
As n general rule, these "traders keep
to the smaller streams, like the Wa
bnsh and White rivers, that are not sr
easy of navigation by the larger steam
ers.
JOSEPH B. FORAKER.
Junior Sonntur from Ohio Vho
Manila Very Clone tit Hie lloose
velt Administration,
One of the most prominent men ir
Ohio to-day is J. II. Fornker, and he is
a self-made man.
Joseph Benson Fornker was born on
a farm near Kainsboro, Highland coun
ty, O., July 5, 1845. He is said to have
been a strong boy, being a leader in
ail fishing and swimming expeditions.
He took nn netive part in the civil war,
having enlisted at the age of 15 with,
the Kiglily-ninth Ohio 'volunteer in
fantry, as a private, nnd serving clear
to the end of the war. In that war
he gave some intimation of his future
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JOSEPH B. FORAKER.
(Ohio Senator Who Is a Power ia tha
Affairs ot tbe Nation.)
success by his rapid promotion he waa
a brevet cuptuin when peace was again
declared.
Mr. Fornker graduated from Cornell
In ISC'.l, and was admitted to the bar
nnd began pructiee in Cincinnati dur
ing the some year. He waa judge of
the superior court in Cincinnati from
1879 to 18S2, but resigned on account
of ill health. He wus the republican
candidate for governor of Ohio, but
wus defeated at the election of 1S83,
to lie elected in issr, and 1SS7, and again
defeated in 1SS9. He hns been a United
8tutes senator since 1SU7.
lllril hleh llllea a Hook.
Notable among the denizens of tbet
Itulkan mountains is a bird, called by
the natives the waspeuter. Aaitsnanie
indicates, it is the enemy of the hive,
nod the scourge of honey-bees, but it
has a decided preference for wasps.
It pursues its prey with remarkable
agility, catching- an immense number
of insecta in its flight through the air
in an inoredibly short space of tinie
st range to toy, this bird is caught by
ineanu of a line, like a common gud
geon. The children stick a crooked pin
through the body of a live wasp, fast
ening it to a long stout piece of thread.
The insect soars aloft, ond is pres
ently gobbled up by the bird of prej
It is u humiliating spectacle to see
the miserable waspeater struggling at
the end of the line like a young carp,
while it is being drawn down to eurlb.
l.rarn Ike Eagllah Tonsu.
Not less than four hours' instruction
in English is to be given weekly in the
Swedish iiationttl elementary schools.
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