RL mi]
SEA FANCIES.
ne
There is no cloud upon the limpid sky,
No blue of vapor on the sea beneath:
The clear pools on the rock unwrinkled lie,
And only stirred, as by an infant's breath,
The salt grass rustles faint and fitfully.
No muffled landward echoes, borne afar,
Thrill through the moon-suffused tran-
uility
But where the breakers glimmer on the bar
A lomg, low murmur, like a Summer rain,
Grows deep and organ-toned, then falls
again,
The low moon's level wake across the waves
Leaps into splendor where they fall and
rise
In silver-breasted hillocks, shadow-caves
And undulating whirls, that cheat the eyes
To fancies of strange monsters, and fair
shapes
Of nereids and mermaids, crowned with
shells
And soft sea blooms from seuthern coves and
Capes,
Lifting their dripping bosoms from the
swells
To upon the moonlit world awhile
An
beckon us with many a nod and smile.
And there are voices from the sea-chafed
rocks,
In slippery clefis and hollows water-worn,
Where pulpy alg trail theirslimy locks,
Strange liquid tones, as of a Triton'shorn,
Blown is through green shallows,
clear and low,
Soft laughter and the splash of curved
palms;
Round lonely isles and inlets long ago,
The fisher heard such sounds through
twilight calms,
And, coasting homeward,
utterance told
Of siren music sung to harps of gold,
— Lippincott's Magazine.
with hushed
cof ssn
A Silver Dime.
————
Little Phoebe Winleve stood at her
mother’s knee, tangling the skeins of
bright colored zephyr in her zealous
efforts to help assort them, and listened
with wide wandering eyes to the con-
versation of the mother and Mrs. Vance,
a neighbor, who had dropped in to
discuss the latest news from Washing-
ton, during the stormiest days of the
eivil war.
“Those dreadful battles are killing
off all our men. Goodness knows
what will be done now,”’ remarked Mrs,
Vance, shaking her head mourn-
fully.
“There will be another draft, I sup-
pose,” observed Mrs. Winlove.
“Well, when the men are all killed
they will have to draft little girls, so be
careful, Phaebe, or you will be carried
off to the war some day to be a soldier,”
said Mrs. Vance, noticing how wide
Phebe's blue eves had opened, and
prompted by that strange instinct to lie,
which so. often leads people to weave
gossamers of falsehood and send them
floating through childish minds. Happy
will it be if in after life those slight,
wavering threads do not strike against
the clear eyes and dim their vision to the
truth !
Phoebe said nothing, but shuddered
as her fancy painted the horrors of
being “drafted,” and the ladies
continued their conversation, forget-
ting the presence of the thoughtful
ehild.
For some time afterwards no induce-
ment could get Phebe to venture out-
gide her parents’ yard. But one sunny
moming the gate stood ajar, and she
peeped cautiously into the street. It was
quite deserted, and looked very shady
and inviting, and the little girl pushed
the gate open wider and looked anxiously
up and down the wooing vista before
ber,
“I guess they're all dead now, sol
ean’ be drafted, ‘cause there's no one
do it,”’ she murmured, “I'll just run
down to the corner and see if anyone's
living,”’ and pushing back the brown
tresses which shaded her eyes, she tip-
toed down the street. Standing at the
corner she shaded her flax-blue eyes
with one dimpled arm and peered in-
quiringly across the square. Just at
that moment a blue clad soldier Issued
from a door beside her, and with a
look of admiration at the tiny,
serious creature, caught her impulsively
fn his arms and kissed the pink
cheeks.
Phoebe shrieked voeiferously and
grasped his ears with her chubby hands,
while her tiny feet kicked his chest
most viciously.
“let me go,” she screamed, “you
must let me go! I’m papa’sonly little
daughter, and he couldn’t get along
sthout me. I can’t fight—I won't
fight, so there's no use to draft me.
“Oh, mister soldier, do let me go.
How'd you like to have your little girl
taken away from you? I'm the only
little girl paps and mama have, and
they don’t want me to fight, “sides, I'm
too little--1I can’t fight |” :
“On my honor, your actions give the
He to that,’’ laughed the soldier, “you
are an infantine Mars, But stop
screaming, do, and leave, at least, a
portion of my ears attached to my head.
You are pulling them out, root and
all. Hush! Come, here's a nice :
dime, now tell me what is the matter.”
“Arn’t you going to draft me 7’ she |
said, giving a couple of kicks against
his chest, and drawing a long breath,
preparatory to regaling him with an-
other shriek.
“No, of course not, Why do you
think so 7’ he replied.
“Cause Mrs, Vance said all little
»
men were killed, and they’re all killed
now i ain’t they
“Oh, no!" there are plenty of men
left yet,” he answered, reassuringly,
“enough to take care of little girls who
are not able to fight.”’
“Then what do you want me for ?”’
she questioned, clutching the dime
tightly and evidently preparing to re-
sume her war-like operations.
“I only want to know who you are,
and to have you kissme,”’ he answered.
*I am going right sway to fight and
may never come back and I want you
to kiss me goodbye.’
““Havn’t you any little girl of your
own ?’’ she inquired, thoughtfully.
“No,” he returned, somewhat sadly.
‘Then you must be awful lonesome,
I'm sorry for you. My papa says he'd
be lonesome ’thout me.”’
“I've no doubt of it,” said the sol-
dier, releasing her, and smiling into her
grave face. ‘Now tell me your name
and kiss me,”
“My name’s Phebe, and 1'll kiss you
‘cause you havn't no little girl of your
own, you know,” she replied, putting
up her rosy mouth with childish con-
fidence,
“Well, good-bye, Phmbe—there, you
dropped your dime, You must keep it
to remember me by—because I have no
little girl of my own to think of me,”
he said, as he bent down and took the
proffered kiss, with a laugh ending in a
sigh.
“I'll keep it and ‘member you,” she
rejoined, and the soldier strode rapidly
away, while Phebe ran to relate all that
had passed to her mother, and assure
her that there were lots of soldiers
alive, and little girls would not be
drafted.
Twelve vears after this little incident,
a merry party of four young people
were passing out of a theatre, when
suddenly the sharp metallic ring of
silver sounded on the flags of the ves-
tibule.
“Oh, I have broken my bracelet!”
cried one of the ladies—a sweet-faced
and winsome creature—and instantly a
dozen gentlemen stooped and gathered
the scattered coins of which the “‘ban-
gle’ bracelet had been composed.
She received them with smiles and
graceful acknowledgment, and was
about to drop them into the pocket of
her fur bordered cloak, when she said
with a touch of anxiety in her voice :
*“The soldier's dime is lost.”
“Never mind it, Phebe,” said the
other lady of the little party, “‘comeon.”
“oh, I must find it ; I have kept it so
long that I cannot bear to think of
losing it,’ returned Phebe, peering
carefully into corners and crevices, but
without being rewarded by its pale
gle: ma
“Oh, let it go,” said the other lady,
with an air of impatience ; ‘lI can't
understand the value you seem to at
tach to such a trifle.”
“] promised to keep it—' began
Phebe, but at that moment, a tall,
bearded man, with a stately military
air, stepped forward, holding the miss-
ing coin to her and said :
““Have 1 the pleasure of presenting
this to Miss Phaebe a second time 2?"
She drew back in a startled manner,
and cried :
“*You are not
““The soldier who had no little girl of
his own,” he said, as she hestitated a
moment. “Yes, I am the one, but I
am afraid that my unfortunate lot will
no tmove your pity as pleasantly as it
did twelve years ago, he added, rather
mischievously,
The sweet face grow rosy, but the
honest blue eyes looked up with a smile
sparkling in them.
“I am glad you came through the war
unharmed,’ said the girl, frankly, “and
since I have had this memento so long,
I suppose 1 may as well keep it ?—
Thank you,” and with a gracious smile
and bow, she passed on the street, and,
with her companions, entered a carriage
which stood waiting, and was driven
rapidly away.
“ I wonder who he is?” thought
Phabe, as she regretted the haste with
which she had parted from him, while
the soldier himself stood watching the
retreating carriage, vexed and disap-
pointed to think he had not found out
the full name of the girl who had for so
many years kept his silver dime *‘to
‘member him,”
Some weeks after Phoebe, wasat a
party when her hostess approached her
and said :
“Phobe, Major Gresham desires an
introduction to you. May I present
him ?7
Phabe gave assent, and in a few min-
utes Mrs, Winlove stood beside her
again, saying :
“Miss Winlove, Major Gresham,
face to face with the tall soldier, whose
face had of late shone oftener in her
dreams than she would have acknowl-
vinced that he was sadly in need of “‘a
little girl of his own,” and concluding
that the said girl was no other than
Phasbe, set himself to work to make her
of the same mind,
'"
That he succeeded Is evident from the
faet that Mrs, Gresham wears a silver
dime, rimmed with gold, as one of the
“charms” on her watch chain, and de-
clares but for it she would not have been
loved and wooed by the “‘best husband
in the world.”’—8t. Louis Illustrated
Magazine,
A -—
Clips.
The Buffalo, New Y ork, public schools
have used the same text books for
twenty years,
Some fashionable ladies have maids
who can spell to do their letter-writing.
Galveston is out of water, and one
restaurant bears the sign: Closed till it
rains.”
Captain Henry Man, of Maine, says
he has the jaw-bone of Pizarro, the
conqueror of Peru,
The new Northwest, Alaska and
Washington Territory, promises to be
the charcoal iron region of the near fu-
ture,
Americans are returning from Eu-
rope early this vear,
on one line from Liverpool has been en-
gaged to September 20.
Every stateroom
An organized band of barn burners
is believed to be operating in Southern
Indiana, The
cited. Barns are burned almost every
night.
A naval man named Terry rode en
his tricycle from London to Dover, and
there, developing his machine into a
boat, with the wheels paddling, pur-
sued his journey by water to France.
M. Trouvelor, the French observer
of the late eclipse of the sun, agrees
with Professor Swift that a strange red
star, recently observed by the latter
three degrees from the sun, was an in-
tra-Mercurial planet,
oo
farmers are much ex-
Scraps.
The Moscow Gazette publishes the
proceeding of the trial of seven Chris
tian Tartars at Kazan,
cently convicted of reviling and re-
nouncing the orthodox faith, and were
sentenced to exile in Siberia. They ap-
pear to have been the ringleaders in a
movement, which began soon after the
Turkish war, for
whole village to Mahomedanism,
the revision
increasing, Not many years ago a
of such a thing as a centenarian.
statistics for 1881
persons who did not die until they had
completed 100 years and upward, Of
these twenty-five were men and sixty-
six woman. The oldest man was 112
years of age ; the others ranged between
that and 100. Three of the
were 107, three 106, two 105, six 104,
five 103, eight 102, and the rest were 100
and upward,
A religious agitation of a very singu-
lar character manifesting itself
in some counties of the grand duchy of
Finland. The new heretics call themn-
selves the ‘Pure by Excellence,” and
profess the superiority and supremacy
of woman, who must control the family.
In every house where the new doctrines
are practiced a woman, elected by her
companions, is invested with a sort of
directing power, which gives her the
right to inflict penance and even rigor-
cus chastisement. The new creed re.
quires that all its disciples shall confess
their sins (0 certain women at least once
a week,
The greatest eel-pond in America is
on the farm of James N. Wells, in the
town of Riverhead, Massachusetts. It
covers five acres, and is so full of eels
that hey can be raked but with a gar.
den rake, Two years ago Mr. Wells
put 2000 dozen of eels into the pond,
intending to have them undisturbed for
five years, These have increased to
millions, They are fed regularly every
third day on ‘‘horse feet,’’ a peculiar
shellfish, The eels know when they
are to be fed and the stroke of Mr
Wells’ whip against his wagon calls
thousands of them up to dinner, although
any one else may pound away all day
without any effect, One of these shell
fish, fastened to a strong cord and
thrown into the water, may be drawn
out in a few minutes with hundreds of
eels fastened to it.
Simon Ferguson, an illiterate negro
coal miner at the Campbell Creek
mines, West Virginia, told a Mrs, Wil-
liams that she was possessed of devils
and that he was the only man in the
country who could cast them out. As
she had been ‘‘daunsy’’ for some time
she believed him. He then prescribed
pokeroot, smartweed and ironweed, to
which he added grasshoppers, ungle-
worms, grub-worms, flies and other
insects. This, being mixed, was placed
in a quart bottle, set in hot water and
steeped for seme time. The quantity
taken was a wineglassful every four
hours. She was to have a teaspoonful
of tobscco-snuff blown up her nose
with a pipe three times a day, while her
diet was to be nothing but raw salt
mackerel, fresh from the brine and un-
washed. She took several doses of the
mixture, which stirred the devils up
to such an extent that she had to send
for another doctor to settle them.
is
Taste in Home Economies,
The fashionable material for thin
inner window hangings is fine scrom,
Generally a bordering on the inner
side is worked in outline stitch in eolor-
ed silks or crewels, Margins of deep-
toned rep or velyet accompany the thin
draping.
Double portieres are no longer in
fashion. A single hanging suspended
from rings upon a pole is plainly drawn
across the doorway or entry to
be concealed, and, when necessary, is
looped up at one side,
Plush still remains in favor for the
borders of heavy draperies, A design
is now often painted upon it in oil colors
with the heavy bristle brushes, by
means of which the paint is so com-
pletely rubbed in that it appears almost
as if different material had been appli-
quered on,
The preference for tapestry effects
in hangings is resulting in a revival of
old ideas of decoration, and fabrics are
woven in imitation of Gobelin tapestry
which succeed rather in reproducing
thie distorted figures and landscapes ©
an earlier period than in perpetuating
the spirit of beauty which underlays
them.
Hangings of one color are popular
for boudoirs and bed-rooms. Soft blues
cream-colored
chosen, and are left
completely bare of decoration ; with
the exception of that given by silk
cord and tassels in draping
them,
and pinks or delicate
materials are
used
Ecru linen is among the favorite ma-
| terials used for draperies, Edgings are
{ sewn on of Turkey-red cloth alternate-
ly with small squares of thread lace
| embroidery, and the effect is very pleas-
ing.
| Tidies in some houses take the form
| of draped scarfs. Scarfs of India mus-
| in bullion or sebreo
thread are drawn up in the middle
and fastened to the back of upholstered
n embroidered
chairs in such a way that the ends bang
| as draperies half way to the seat. The
about these tidies is that as
securely they do
not annoy visitors by clinging to their
| advantage
| they are fastened
| mantles,
Portieres are often made of two or
| three different materials—for example,
in panels or with a border, more or
less deep, of one material and the re.
mainder of something different. The
apper panel may be in satin and the
lower in plush with satin bands,
A beautiful hanging of three colors
is made by a selection of whitish-yellow
satin for the upper panel, salmon pink
| plush for the centre and deep brown
plush as a bordering, The design, which
is worked in silks in this portiere, repre-
sents an Eastern in which a
spreading branch, covered with peach
blossoms, is placed. The vase is worked
in light blue and the peach blossoms in
their natural colors,
Vase,
A design of sunflower, with a deep
plush bordering, upon which convention-
alized flowers of the same kind are laid
is still popular for hangings. The upper
panel is frequently of blue cloth, the
fiowers being worked in crewels, and
the lower panel of deep biue plush,
the conventionalized sunflowers upon
this having a black centre and
the outer circle of the leaves being
worked in bright gold filoselle.
Mixed materials are now much liked
for window hangings. Generally the
colors are neutral, and the only aitempt
at decorative effect is in the very heavy
and handsome fringe which is seen on
the inner edges of such fabrics, At
times the fringe is of a color to har-
menize with the prevailing tone of the
room.
The fashion of using wall hangings is
growing in favor. Entire rooms are
now draped in such a way that walls,
windows and doors harmonize not only
in color but in the material by which
they are concealed. Wall hangings re-
quire to be lined, even if they are of
heavy fabrics, to insure their hanging
perfectly even. If borderings are used
they must be stitched on before the
hanging is fixed upon the wall.
Velveteen is particularly well suited
for hangings, being durable and very
acoessible to ornament ; if worked in
filoselle curtains of this material are ex-
tremely handsome. Velvet is less man-
ageable, and does not answer as well for
applique work, as the frill, when it is
rich, interferes with the set of thestitch-
es,
Draperies for halls and vestibules are
handsomely made of deep-colored plush.
They are usually only sufficiently wide
to fall in graceful folds, and never long-
er than just to touch the floor. It is no
longer fashionable to have long or full
draperies,
It is very usual to have half-draperies
that is to say, something in the style
of very deep valances in doorways
Such an arrangement breaks the mono.
tony of the opening, and yet leaves the
view into another apartment uncbstruc-
ted,
ones continuous pattern carried overthe
whole ground is in favor. Branching
designs are found in both materials, and
where dados are still used a border of
different material is constantly added.
A Student's Duel.
m——
Hearing that there was to be a stu-
dents’ duel, we planned to gratify our
curiosity in seeing what bas been so
much written about. Taking a car-
riage, we rode across the river, up the
side of a mountain and down a narrow
gorge to a public house. We went in
and ordered some refreshments and
chatted for half an hour, when a white-
capped student passed. I accosted him
in the language of Goethe and Schiller,
He gave me a long and earnest answer,
not a word of which could I under-
stand, At last a waiter who spoke
English came, and we sought her kind
offices, She agreed to take us in ten
the combat through a window. We
waited on hour, and, a8 our
was about exhausted, she
men confronting each other, with their
hands extended straight
heads. Their left arms were tied be-
over their
eyes, The men were
where except their heads, which were
left uncovered,
with lightning-like rapidity. Neither
his opponent. As soon as one was cut
the seconds ran between them
knocked up the swords,
for a real or fancied
too severe for play.
tation of courage,
a
Hen and Rat,
A California hen, while engaged with
her brood of chickens in plowing up a
neighbor's garden, recently, was
charged upon by a full-grown rai.
The old representative of the “poultry
show" immediately established herself
as a cordon around her flock and await«d
the onslaught. The rodent, somewhat
checked by the bold front presented by
the ‘garden destroyer,’’ erouched for a
moment, and then made a dart for one
of the chicks. In an instant the old
hen opened her cackle battery and com-
meneced battle. She flew at hergnemy,
upon the walk, bat before it could re-
gain its feet the hen repeated the per-
formance, and kept it up until the rat
was only able to crawl away a few feet
and die in disgrace.
ting her fallen foe for a few moments,
the old hen called her brood around “er
and walked off.
sisi AI SB
The Trouble with Modern
Heroines.
Indeed, it is the serious-minded hero-
ines who behave worst in their love
affairs, The calm manner in which
they argue the point out with their
parents, always getting the best of it in
argument as well as in fact, is enough
to make the father of past fiction turn
in his grave. This trait is, after all,
the most alarming to us who are ap-
proaching the age when ‘‘the heavy
father’ is more interesting than the
young lover. For the heroine of fiction
fs, let us remember, the ideal woman of
the period, the mold of form with
which our young women naturally com-
pare themselves. Her example will
outweigh with them all the exhortaiions
of their guardians, and for them, there-
fore, there is the pleasant prospect of
seeing the attractive qualities described
produced in their daughters and wards.
Et
Coinage at the Mint,
WasaiNoToN, Sept. 1.—The fol
lowing is a statement of the coinage ex-
ecuted at the mints of the United
States during the month of August,
1883,
Denom ination,
Double Eagles,
Half Eagled,
Value.
$2,150,000
208, 600
Pieces,
135.950
are generally fashionable ; for lighter
40.700
Total gold, 166,650
Standard dollars, 2,840,000
Dimes, 20.670
Total silver, 8,2608610
Five cents, 2,210,488
One cent, 5,380,000
Total minor, 7.640000 $168, 800
Total coinage, 10,967,320 ; $6,318 867
— Edward Stabler diel at Sendy
Springs, Mohtgemery county, Md, in
the same house in which he was born,
in September, 1704. He was appointed
Postroaster at Sandy Springs in 1830,
‘held the office up to the time of
s death. Ie was said to be the old-
est Postmaster in the United States,
2.722,500
2,540,000
02.067
$2,432,007
110,500
53.800
—
Old Manusript.
A Mr. Shapira, of Jerusalem, a book-
seller and dealer in antiquities, has
just deposited in the British museum
fifteen slips of black sheepsk'n leather, on
which are written, in characters simi-
lar to those of the celebrated Moab ¢
stone, portions of the beck ot Dueter«n-
omy differing materially from the re-
ceived version, The date of the slips
is the ninth century before Christ, or
sixteen centuries older than any authen-
{ tic manuscript of any part of the old
testament, Mr, Bhapira bought them
from an Arab, and he asks for them
$5,000,000 from the British museum,
If genuine, the interest and importance
of the discovery cannot be overrated ;
and, so far as variations in the sacred
text are concerned, there is promise of
one the greatest controversies the
| scholars have ever entered upon. The
| decalogue furnishes a good example fox
| comparison with the received version.
; The London correspondent of the New
York says he quotes from the
Shapira record ;
I am God, thy God, Which liberated
| thee from the land of Egypt from the
sf bondage, Ye shall have no
| other gods, Ye shall not make to your-
selves any graven image nor any like-
ness that is in heaven above, or that is
| in the earth beneath, or that is in the
walters under the earth. Ye shall not
bow down to them nor serve them.
I am God, your God, sanctify, In six
days I have made the heaven and the
| earth and all that there is therein, and
rested on the seventh day. Therefore
rest thou also, thou and thy cattle, and
all that thon hast,
[ am God, thy God. Honor thy father
and thy mother.
I am God, thy God. Thou shalt not
kill the person of thy brother.
[ am God, thy God. Thou shalt not
commit adultery with the wife of thy
neighbor.
1 am God, thy God. Thou shalt not
steal the property of thy brother.
I am God, thy God. Thou shalt not.
| swear by my name falsely, for 1 visit
| the iniquity of the fathers upon the
{ ¢children unto the third and fourth gen-
| eration of those who take my name in
vain,
1 am God, thy God. Thou shalt not
bear false witness against thy brother.
I am God, thy God. Thou shalt not
covet his wife, or his man servant, or
his maid servant, or anything that is his,
1 am God, thy God. Thou shalt not
hate thy brother in thy heart.
1 am God, thy God. These ten words
God spake.
Sun
! house «
The Coarse Jester of Lake
Michigan.
George W. Peck, of Milwaukee, is
carrying his right hand around tied up
| in a big silk handkerchief. Fle has
| been bothered almost to death with
| anxious inquiries as to the nature of
| the trouble under the handkerchief, a nd
80 he has issued the following, addressed
to “The general questioning public :™
This isa boil. Not a carbuncle.
Just a boil.
I know you have had boils bigger
than mine, but this one is big enough’
for me. Iam no hog, I don’t wan’t the
biggest boil.
Yes, I have tried flaxseed, bread and
milk, aud slippery elm poultices.
Each is better than the other, and all of
them are frauds.
No, the “Bad Boy’’ has not been
playing a joke on me. This is no joke,
Yes, I think it is cussedness working
out of me.
Yes, it has broke,
made an assignment.
No, 1 don’ want another.
ti AM A —
French Etiquette,
Ata ball a lady most beaatife
desires sincerely an introduction to »
gentleman of appearance most fine, but
knows not how to secure it, Ah,
thought most happy. Lady--Dia you
on my train just step ? Monsieur—In
fact, I did not on your train step
Lady--Ah, then, on my train step and
an introduction straightway secure.
Lady tums off, and Monsieur one foot
on the train places and in much affright
looks about. Then comes matual ao.
quaintance, and Monsieur and Lady re
ceive introduction and away in haste te
take the floor for the next racquet.
WA MR ILS
That is, it has