Walt for Me.
Seaward runs the little stream
Where the wagon r cools his team,
Where, between the banks of moss,
Btands the stepping-s‘ones to Cross,
O'er them comes a ilttle maid,
Laughing not a bit atraid;
Mother, there upon the shore,
Crossed them safely just before,
This the little lassie’s plea—
Wait for me, wait for mol
Ab, so swift the water runs—
One false step, "twas all u ndone;
Little heart begins to beat,
Fearing for the little feet,
Soon her fears will all be lost,
W Len the stepping-stones are crossed,
Three nore yet on which to stand—
Two more-one more-then on land!
*Tis the litle lassie’s plea—
Wait for me, wait for mel
Al, for you, my langhing lass,
When the years have come to pasa
May One still be near to guide
While you cross Life's river wide,
When no helping hand is near,
paid, The longiag of the shy brown
eyes haunted hum.
“I g'pose it is like telling the birds
not to sing to shut her up here,” he
theught. *‘But to give her a piano!
How in the world—"'
Then a sudden thought almost took
away his breath, He e¢ot up from his
chair, and kissing Essie, went to the
door to think it over. The young wid-
ow, warned that it was nearly tea-time
by the clock, sped to the kitchen, and
did not know when her father-in-law
put on bis overcoat and hat and went
down to the village,
ject in every line of his rugged,
brown face,
Tea was a success, The toast was
delicately browned, and the ham done
toa turn. When the meal was over
the old man said:
“Essie, do you remember the cross
you told me your father gave you for a
sun-
None, if you should call to hear—
Think, however, far away,
Mother still knows all you say;
F’en in heaven heeds your plea—
Ay ait for me, wait for mel {
ESSIE.
——— 1
mm
f
{
{
i
i
“If 1 only had a piano
Even as the wish rose almost uncon. |
seiously to her lips, Essie Trowbridge
blushed a deep crimson tint, and sty |
ayes looked out half i
ander the long lashes. |
“4A pianol”
The depth of sarcasm in John Trow- |
bridge's voice justified the shrinking of |
his little danghter-in-law,
“A piano! Wouldn't you like a dia? |
mond necklace or a carriage with four
horses? This is one of the results of a |
plain farmer marrying a fine lady!”
“] was not a fine lady when Henry |
married me, only a bard working dis |
trict school teacher,” said Essie, *“‘and |
he was kind and good, and never sneer- |
ed at me because I loved music and |
pictures, and—and—all the other pleas. |
ures I had before my father died!”
“Well, there, there—don't cry,’’ said
the old man hastily. *1 did not mean
to hurt your feelings. Harry was— "
But there the father choked, too; for i
was not Harry, his only child, the very |
idol of his old heart, lying in the
churchyard, and the six months’ widow |
sobbing beside him ¥"’
She rose softly from her seat, and |
grossing to where her father in-law sat,
said genthy:
«1 will not try you again by extrava- |
gant desires, I know how good you are
to me, and I will try to learn to bea |
better farmer's gicil™
““You area very good girl, a very |
good girl,” was the reply, “and it is |
only natural you should
frightened from
hanker for
what you've been brought up to having
But pianos costs hundreds of collars, |
and I have nope to spare, Essie. |
can’t get round the farm as Harry did, |
and I nave had him to lean upon so
long that things go crooked enough |
without him!’
Essie sighed, caressing the snowy |
hair her shy, brown eyes full of trouble. |
She knew that the farm was suffering |
for master hand and eyes lying
folded forever, and she longed to be of
TOME U5 to thé father she had promised
Harry fo Tove and ecmfort
But she was only twenty,
and reared in luxury. Just
she taught a district school after her |
father died a bankrupt. Then Harry :
Trowbridge, the handsome, tender far |
mer, who met her 10 the country-houses
where she “boarded round,” told her
his love and won the sweet, pure heart's
affection.
Only a few month’s after the wed-
ding when Essie was conquering one by
one the difficulties of farm housekeeping,
Harry fell from a bay-wagon and was
fatally injured.
In the few hours of life granted him,
his one desire was to keep his father
and his young wife together, to love and
comfort each other
“You will give Essie a home when I |
am gone,” be begged, when his father
bent over him.
“While I have a roof to’'cover me,” |
was the answer.
sY ou will not leave my father utter-
ly childless?" Lie whispered, when Essie
put her cheek to his to hide the tears
that would fall,
“] will never leave him while my
love 18 avy comfort,” she answered.
And in the first days of mourning
these two were an unutterable comfort
to each other. But as time wore on
they found many rough places in this
life-contract each felt so solemnly bind-
ing. John Trowbridge had a profound
contempt for all womankind who could
uot fill his own rough ideal. A woman
who could eburn, milk, cook, care for
poultry, keep a house shining, wash
and iron, and keep in perfect, robust
health withal, was a woman after his
own heart. A starving mind. a hungry
soul, were problem she had never reali-
zed as existing,
It fretted him when Essie, bravely
striving to do the work so new in her
experience, would faint at her post. It
roused his rough sarcasms when the day
closed upon duties unperformed, when
bread was heavy and cooking imperfect.
And Essie hoping against hope to
grow stronger, tmade hersell raiserable
in the supposition that she was a use
less burlen whers 8. 80 earnestly de.
sired to be a comfort and blessing, She
stifled her own craving for the books
and refinements that bad been second
pature; and yet she could uot ll the
place they had occupied by interest in
chickens, pigs and cows,
It added to her perplexities to know
that the farm had not paid its expenses
in the last year, Spring was still some
weeks away, and provisions were grow-
Ing scarce, while ready money was
dwindling down to a pile alarmingly
small, Sue felt like a thief when a
baking ed uneatable, or a dinner
—
in
the
gity bred |
one year |
,and yet such disasters oo
stentious
birthday gir?”
“My diamond cross
“You would not like to part with 1
1s
i
?
your father?”
“No.
Nothing so valuable as that. The gen-
tleman who took charge of my father's
affairs told me I could keep all his gifts
to me.”
“You—you—would not like to give
me the cross to sell, Essie? Our monsy
18 getting very short—-"
A kiss, tender and quick, stopped the
“You are gladly welcome to it, fath-
er! I wonder I did not think of it be-
So the dainty bauble lay in the farm-
the tea-table John Trowbridge went
Dr. Reynolds, the only physician
there, Harry's fast friend for years,
was in his office when the farmer enter-
ed,
**There it is!'' said the visitor trium-
phantly. **You are sureitis worth the
“Perfectly sure. And Mrs, Trow-
bridge wishes me to Invest the sum I
obtain in a piano?"
Bless you, no! that's my part of iL
You see, the poor little soul tries to do
life. If there was any other home for
her away, though I'd
rather miss the sunhght. She's as
But she hankers
for a piano, and she shal! have one, Er-
nest,” and the old man’s eyes filled,
when I asked her to give it to me, be
cause I needed money, she put it in my
hand with a kiss, and told me I was
gladly welcome. She's a good girl,
she ain't much of a hand at work."
“She is not very strong,” and Ernest
Reynold stifled a sigh as he spoke,
18, he
“I am going to the city to-mor-
[ will sell the cross and buy the
"
added:
AnD,
But when the farmer was gone Er
leynolds took strange
with the jewel he held in charge,
slipped & ribbon through its ring and
hung it over his own heart. More than
onece he touched his lips to the hard,
glittering stones, whispening:
‘“Resie, little Essie”
The nidxt day he bad it valued by a
jeweler, and bought a plano with the
sum named: but the cross rested st
upon his heart as the bill of the sweel-
toned instruiaent was paid,
It would be a vain task to describe
Essie’s pleasure when the piano was
brought to the sitting room. She cried
and smiled at the =ame time, aud her
earnest thanks brought moisture to the
old farmer's eyes,
He knew nothing of the wonderful
power prizoned in the slender wngers,
scarred with rough work. He had no
true appreciation of the genius of that
Bat he did know
that Essie could sway him as she willed
by the sounds she drew from the won-
drous keys; could bring tears to hiseyes
or smiles to hus Lips; could lift him to
adoration by her stirring hymns, or car-
ry his heart to the foot of the cross by
the pleading power of her voice ia pray-
erful song.
She knew soon and well that her de-
sire was po pain to the kind, old man,
but that, while it was rest and joy Ww
her, it was a comforter to him.
But the pressure of poverly was eom
ing closer aad cioser upon the farm.
Acre alter scre was sold to meet actual
daily needs, and the wolf drew very
close to the door of John Trowbridge’s
house. Wib stern pride be hud his
wants froma his neighbors, but Essie
knew of privations and self-denials that
wrung her own ten .er heart,
Like a burst of sunlight there came
to her two offers. One to be organist
at the village church, one to take a class
of music scholars in the seminary, five
miles from the village, Twice a week
a carriage wou'd be ment for her, and
the salaries would bs more thao doubl:
the Income from the farm. Neither
John Trowbridge nor Ewie knew that
Dr. Reynolds, Ly quiet, unsuspsoted
influence, had brought about this hap
py result, No one knew that he had
driven the principal of the seminary
over on an evening when Essie was
pouring out her soul in music, aod held
him spellbound for two hours on the
farm-house porch
But they did not know that a strong
armed Irish girl could be paid to do the
work of the bouss out of Essie's in-
come, and thal 8 trosiwerty man was
found to take the farm-work on shires
John Trowbridge began to realize
that there were women of some value tu
the world who possess d but a small
share of bone and mascle for actual
hard work. For scholars came all the
way from Le, the market town
seven miles away, to the farm-house
Concerts were given for charitable pur-
poses, and Essie was engaged at goodly
sums to play. Strangers came to the
village church to hear the wondrous
voice and playing of the young organ
ist,
And while the comforts of the farm
nest
AE a AN SH
ry’s father, Lhe same ventle shy woman,
modest as a violet, Yet not the same
as the months sped by, and the sorrow
of widowhood lost something of its
keenest pain,
John Trowbridge wondered a little,
when the ptaco had filled its recess for
a whole year, why Ernest Reynolds was
s0 mach interested In the old man’s
rheumatism. He had always been an
attentive physician, and had never ne-
glected the father of his dear friend,
Harry Trowbridge. But of late he lin-
gered long whenever he called, and
| often dropped in, unprofessionally.
2asie learned to know his step, and
| her sly eyes would brighten when she
{ heard it. Harry had told her of many
| noble traits in the doctor’s character
i and in the village she had heard of his
gentle charities, his conscientious dis-
| charge of every duty, his Christian in-
| fluence where painand the shadow of
| death crossed his daily path,
Ever shyly distrustful of herself, she
{ did not dream of winning Lhe love of
| this hero of her husband’s boyhood, this
friend of the afflicted, this
| honored member of a noble profession,
She had given her first love, true and
| warm, to Harry, ut the daisies had
| blossomed twice over Harry's grave,
| and the gentle heart was touched by
| other influence. June roses were bloom-
| years when one evening Essie sat at her
| piano, with her fingers calling forth a
| melody full of sweetness. It was
{ neither glad nor sad, and not so loud
| but John Trowbridge, in the porch,
as that gentleman spoke in deep heart
felt tones,
When be bad heard all
sald:
“Go to Essie, Ernest, and tell her the
one wish of my beart will be granted if
{ when I die, I leave her in the happiness
of such love as you bring to her. [thas
been my great sorrow that ber short
{ married life tied ber to an old man who
| was so poor a companion for her, I be-
| lieve Harry himself would bid you God
| speed,’
And Essie, when the love plea was
| whispered, the message delivered, bent
i her head to hide happy Lears.
“You will let ms love you?’' thedoc-
tor pleaded, * You can love me?’
| Only the little hand nestied closer in
| his own for answer, Bat after a little
time, the sweet, clear voice, asked:
“You will 1st me keep my promise to
the old man
now?"
“I only ask to help you in your care
for him, My home shall be his! And if
10 will sell the farm, he
income that will take away all sense of
dependence, while we can still give him
love.”
‘It seems so strange to think
love me!” Essie sald, after the
talked long.
“Little one, I loved you before Harry
won yoga, but I starved my own heart
for yours, Do you know what I have
worn there, Essie, for many a long
month? See!"
And while he loosed the
put the diamond-cross into her hand
she learned for the first time the true
story of the ‘purchase of that article of
furniture, called at the farm FEssie's
piano,
¥ had
ih}
£ ENR
——— A ———
Citrus Fair in California.
| The citrus falr al Sacramento sur-
{ passed the expectations of the moat
| sanguine of its projectors.
| ing provided would not hold all the ex-
| hibits sent in, and many samples were
| mot taken from the boxes, Oranges
| were displayed from the extreme north
ern counties like Shasts, while the finest
{ fruit came from the old mining coun-
{ ties, like Yuba and Calaveras. The
| exhibition has demonstrated beyond
that good oranges can
| question
along the baseof the Sierra Nevada
without irrigation. This bas been de-
nied by the southern countes, which
tion of citrus fruits. Asland in Los An-
geles or San Bernardino county sultable
for oranges and with water privileges
sells for $200 an acre, whils in Bulls,
Yuba and other northern counties it
can be boughs for $50 an acre, it is not
difficult to see which section promises
the best returns tosetilers, One south-
ern orange grower, after seeing the
fruit from Butte county, decided to buy
land there, and set out Riverside Na-
vels, the choicest orange grown in Cali.
fornia, As oranges mature thres weeks
earlier in Butte than in the southern
counties, he thinks he will be able to
anticipate the Florida fruit in the east-
ern markets, The fair proved such a
success at Sacramento that it was de-
cided to transfer the eatire exhibit to
San Francisco, where it was recently
opencd in the Mechanic's pavillion
Reports from orange growing districts
show that oranges on the trees suffered
ub damage from the recent cold. The
mereury in 80 ne of the southern coun-
ties foil a few degrees below the freez-
ing point, but all the fruit was helped
by the cold, as blossoming was retarded,
and thus danger from late frosts redu-
ead. From the northern counties it ia
reported that grain aud fraits are unin-
jured, and that there is a large crease
in acreage.
Emperor William as a Shooter,
It is announced as “a great faot”
that at the last Court battue the Ger-
wan Emperor shot twenty-one head of
anme “with his own bresco-loader,”
which the obsequious chronicler adds
was no bad achievement for a man of
sigh:y-eight.” It is not much of an
“wohieyement” to butcher deer and
other game at the Imperial battues, as
the Emperor sits in an easy chair and
the creatures are driven by him within
+ few yards, aod on their approach be-
ing notitied by the blowing of a horn a
chasseur hands His Majesty the wea-
ron, and he has only to fre it into the
side of the quarry.
God hates sin
ally in his own
TERRORIZING A TRAIN,
Short Engagement Played by a Gang
of Texas Desperadoes.
News from Waco, Texas, says; A quar-
tet of desperadoes played a star engage-
ment on the south bound Missouri
Pacific passenger train last night,
When the belated train pulled into the
depot at ten minules past one re
cently the gore about the head and
shoulders of the conductor and the
bloody and disfigured face of the colored
porter, with the absence of lamps, win-
dow and door lights in the smoker, tes
tified to the destructive work of the six
shooter. The quartet were not, how
ever cowboys out on a *‘high lone
some,” but were deputy sheriffs and a
boon companion. They boarded the
train at Hillsboro,
wis In charge of the train,
approached and demanded their fare
two of the parties arose, and. after an
exchange of a few words, one of the
two felled the conductor with a blow of
his revolver, knocking him senseless
The colored porter sprang Lo the res ue
of the conductor, when he was punched
wise brutally maltreated, The despera-
an indiscriminate fusillade at the lamps
and windows of the car,
| some two miles south of Hillsboro,
+ As the train approached Abbott sta
tion
| ope pulled the bell cord,
{ly if the train did not move on.
| engineer to go ahead and the life of
The con
ductor and terrifiel passeng+rs were
tet locked themselves in and held high
carnival, driving everybody away by
presenting their revolvers at any one
who came on the platform. The con-
ductor, after leaving the smoking car,
to a seat in the rear end of
attended to. Shortly after one of the
rufans followed him into the coach to
talk the matter over, as he said, While
he was In conversation with Conductor
| Buckley another one of the quartet
| job by Killing the conductor.” This
began to look for places of safety.
| first ruffian, however, put a quietus on
iis g bo
| Kalled, With this be took hold of his
| companion and
returned to the smoking car. In the
meantime the train was dashing south-
| the stations,
| on or off the train by these men] and
the engineer, unaware of the state of
| affairs on the train, obeyed the signal
from the brakeman on Lhe sleeper and
moved ahead.
| out from West, the first station north
| of Waco, this plucky brakeman, E. E,
| Lomax, extinguished his lamp, dropped
| off the train, and, hurrying back to the
| Waco the condition of allairs on the
{ train, The tel-gram was a little too
late, however, as the train arrived at
Waco before the offi
the depot. Three of the desperadoes
was found lying in a drunken stupor in
the smoker. They were all, however,
speedily corralied, and are now in jail,
preferred against them
beng worth from $5000 to $40,000,
Conductor Buckley and his porter are
tion.
ssi AI A ARASH
THE BEAR SLAIN WITH DYNA-
MITE.
A Grizzly Surprised in the Mountains.
bear—one that would tip the beam at
1.100 easily. You see, I was going up
to the mine, and nothing could be
further from my mind than expecting
to meet one of those fellows at such a
time and place. But it's Uke them |
they always turn up when thay are
jeast expected, and when you are most
illy prepared for them. 1 had no gun
with me, nor even a knife. What was
worse, or would be to 8 man who lack-
ed presence of mind, 1 had with me a
box containing dynamite cariridees,
which were to be used in the mine,
[his would of itself have prevented me
from retreating with credit and dis.
patch, if such a thing were possible;
but it so happened that when I sighted
the bear 1 had wandered from the reg-
ular trail, having taken a narrow ledge
in the hope of linding » short cul to
the mine, [here was a sheer fall from
this of at leasi S00 feet, “L'be bear had
alr ady passed on (0 tuis when 1 frst
saw him, and, as I bad never before
traversed he ledge, 1 bad no dea as to
now far it might be passall +
When | saw the bear it was evident
that he bad not yet discovered my press
ence, He was shuffling along at an
easy gait, apparently perfec ly familar
with the pith, 1did not dare to run
on the nacrow ledge, but 1 got in the
test licks at walcing that I koew how
: a fair lead on the
hope that | would
and
find bere, right at his very door, i neal
avert the catastrophe,
I thought of everything I had about
me, with a view of using it for my de-
fense,
a jackknife, and a lead-pencil,
curred to me that if I had sufficient
candles I might feed the bear for a
while until I could induce him to feel
that he was in a condition for hibernat-
ing, but I would not be more than able
to whet his appetite with what 1 had,
The jack-knife and lead-pencil were dis-
The dynamite suggested possibilities,
[ hit upon a plan, Taking half a dozen
sticks of dynamite. I thrust them In
among the candles, and, hastily retrac-
ing my steps around the corner, I
placed the charge of candles and dyna-
mite in the path of the approaching
| bear,
| away, but appeared to be wrapped in
such a brown study that he did not no-
tice my action, Then I again retreat-
led around the curve, and withdrew
| myself into the bear's cavern to await
| developments. 1 did not have long to
wait. In less than five seconds after 1
had entered the cave the mountain
shook as though in an earthquake, and
I knew that I had succeeded, The
bear had evidently tried to eat the can-
{ dies and found them too much for hum,
| | rushed out to see the result of my
strategy. There was little to be seen.
however. A tuft of hair here, and a
splash of bear's grease there, a splinter
| of bone or two, and the end of the bear
could only be guessed,
ssn IAI AAA
People Who Wear Tights.
‘One of the principal art
gell,?? said a stage costumer Lo a rej
ter “is tights. They are nol only used
SLles
we
MIT
| in the country.
| now is large.”
“Do they wear out easily?”
| “That depends entirely upon
{ kind of show the wearer is acting
{ Circus riders wear the most, IU's the
| rosin on the horse's back that does
| that. Then wearer perspiring
| makes it necessary to have them wash-
| od every time they are used. A bare-
back circus rider will wear out one or
two pair a week. They cosl all the
way from $2 a pairup to almost any
| price, The average pair for circus peo-
| ple costs $0. They are plain woven
| tights, but very strong. There are in-
| numerable varieties in material, in
styles, in colors and still more in fits,
| The cheapest tights are made of cotton,
These are made in all colors, flesh,
white, black, unbleached, chocolate and
Then there are ne cotton
worsted tights, Lisle thread
French cotton tights and silk
s
i the
in.
he
i
{
| brown.
| tights,
tights,
| tights,’
“Do you sell them ready-made or
make them to order?”
“The best qualities are all made to
measure. We have the make-up or
model of a number of actors and ac-
| tresses, and can make them as often as
| they are wanted,”
“What do you
up?”
“You these people
| have the goods made to fit their true
| forms, do you? Not more than obe-
fifth of them have their tight-fitting
clothes made without padding. How
would a premier danseuse look posing
| before her audience If her costume
were not made to give ber a soft,
| rounded appearance? We make pad-
wean by the make.
+
don't suppose
| pa
| jegs, and, in fact, padled everyihing.
we have to go into this padding busi-
i
| ness very extensively, Some of the
| kneed or bow-legged. We have to
| straighten them out and produce the
fine Venus-like looking forms that you
see on the stage,
make a specialty of this, and in some
very particular case they make a model
| model and then make Lhe goods up.”
White Gold-Seekers in China.
Siberia has always been regarded as
rich in suriferous deposits, and travel
ers’ tales have been heard describing
the rich results of washing the mud of
the rivers, while the soil was mingled
with golden scales, Birange, these
stories dad pot seem to attract the
hordes of needy adventurers who flock
| wherever gold is, or wu supposed to be
in existecoe; but recently, for some
months past, a busy commuuity of dig-
has been at workin a place so in-
socoessible that until last winter, the
Chinese were upaware that a tribe of
foreign devils were gathering up wealth
on the borders of their own empire
The mining camp 1 composed of de-
tachiments from Anstralia and Oalifornia,
aod a sprinkiiog of diamond-seekers
from South Africa; and these men have
formed a government of their own over
a republic they have cooly appropriated
from the Chinese empire, having the
Rassian admuistration oa the other
side of the river, The results of the
work are good, upward of 2 600 pounds
weight of gold haviag been purogased
Inst year by Rassian sgenta, who have
paid exoeliont prices, ranging wp to six-
ty-five shillings for the troy ounce,
Tois pew ‘‘nation” founded on the
banks of the Amoor fiver, is likely if
the stories told about 1t are true, to be
come a power in the world; for as 1s
only trouble is likely to be with Uhina
the bold diggers have taken the ities
defied the ‘‘ten thousand”
et
WHAT
£5, 2 HL BOWIEO»
Medicated
{ Not Always Pare Taobao
times Sweetened and
i Preparations,
It is rather late in the day to outer &
| protest against the of tobaoco,
| Whatever the facuity may say on the
| point of its iujurious qualifies, Doweyer
| much the clergy may point out the
| possibility of us leading to intemper.
| ance, the fact remains that a large pro-
| portion of the world nees tobseco in
some form or other, In spite of all that
| has been said agsinst it by fervid anti-
| tobaceonists, pure tobacco is an excell
| ent remedial agent; bot it must be
| absolutely pure. No poisenous decoe-
| tions must eat into its substance or
| change its nature, Used in a proper
| way, to reheve neuralgic paivs, or ep-
plied in various affections, under the
| savice of a skilled physician, it isa
valuable medicine,
The ndnlteration of tobaeco, very
| common both in this country and
| ubrosd, arises {rom two cousiderations,
The pure, natural leaf, in its yellow hue,
is nudoubtediy the finest tobacco in the
market, Bat many sccidents con-
spire to render the finest leayes searce
that even the natural leaf itself is im-
litated, Coarse leaves are bleached by
the use of chlorine to the bright yellow
ouvlor of the natural leal, and sulphuric
| acid, properly diluted, is used to make
tise little “freckles,” which are supposed
by counoisseurs to indicate a superior
qaiity of lef.
Bat the ‘4
doesn't seem
average cl
ceriain degree o
Hise
BO
qt
atural leal,” somehow,
to suit the taste of the
tobacoo., He asks &
§ i sweetness in his plog.
lo fill this bill and create s special
flavor which shall give a kind of identity
to a particular brand, and cause it fo be
eagerly sought for is the object of the
wasnufacturer.,
When tha bundles of steamed leaves
are fully dried they are ready for the
application of the syrup aod licorice,
which imparts to the chewing tobacco
of commerce its sweetness and flavor,
The leaves must be as dry as a bone
when sabj2cted to this licorice bath, for
the least dampness will render them
white with mould in & few hours. Thies
mould is removed (one of the adulters-
tions) by a dip iuto diluted muriatic
acid, and in too many cases forms part
the solid cake of a beiter quality,
The heat of the mixture causes the
pores of the leaf to espand, and the sweet
syrup, penetrating every fiber, im-
preguates it thoroughly, From the vat
the dripping bundies are carried out on
the flat roof of the factory and exposed
to the sun, for one day's sunshioe is
worth more than can be told in the
manufacture, After this the leaves are
taken into a drying room, where the
| thermometer during the day is at 90
degrees, At night the whole power of
tie furnace is turned on, and the heat
is so intense that in the morning the
room has to be cooled off before the
uperators ean enter it. When the
tobacco has, under this powerful heat,
become perfectly dry, the adaiterator
gets in his work.
One factory sprinkles it with New
Eagland rum, another uses Jamaica
rum, & third moistens it with the rank-
est corn whiskey be can find, and each
bran | has its own peculiar essential oil,
Some use fennel, others ginseng, while
| the acrid sumsach, abounding in tannin,
| cheap and plenty, gives that peculiar
| burning of the tongue which character-
| jas much “fine out.” Astringent barks,
Wer oO.
$
¥
of
*
“
| wormwood, the refuse of the cinchons,
{ and others, give the bitter taste which
| some consumers like, and the twist or
“negro heads,” which is largely export
| ed to tropical climates, gets a special ab-
| sorption.
A true tobacco cigar is fine in grain
| and free from stems. The wrapper is
nothing in a cigar; the filing is every-
thing.
No leaf is worthless for the manufac-
tare of one or another of the innumer-
| able brands between the golden chall
| with which the millionaire fills his meer-
schaum and the laborer his cuddy. Al
most the only enemically pure tobacco
ts that which the planter dries for him-
self, spreads on the cokton sheets in the
and sends little Tommy to bring
him a bunch of —crumbiing it between
his fingers to fill his pipe. Bat this
simplicity doesu’t pleases, The public
y would rather be poisoned.
i Played To a Freese Out.
| Over m the treasury a story is told st
| the expense of a high official. The air
in the room was rather chilly, but the
clerks were found busily at work in
their light office coats. They had warm-
ed the bulb of the thermometer up 10
seventy-five, and awaited developments,
The official remarked that it was cold
and shivered and Josked uneasily about
the room, A olerk leisurely glanced at
the thermometer and said it was very
comfortable, The official looked and
saw and wondered.
“I think 1 must have s chill” be
said, but he went to his desk.
Pretty soon the clerk in front of nim
deliberately pulled off his cost and re-
sumed work.
po
»] am sare | must have a ohili ™
remarked the offisial, bul every
had his nose dowa to busiDess, and
nadn’t time to answer.
vw(3ood heavens!’ exclaimed another
in » loud aside, pailing off his cost.
The oficial, still mufiled in his over
coat and shivering, went over apain and
looked at the thermometer, A