Cloud Land. Somewhere, the legends say, there lies a innd Older than silent Egypt, whose dim coast No human foot has trod, no eye has scanned; Where never mariner was tempeost-tossed, Nor pilgrim fared along the lonely strand. And where in brimming cisterns hyaline, Flashes the fountain of Eternal Youth, Wlhereof who drinks shall know not any sign O! fading cheek or palsy-parched mouth, “Or age’s long slow languor and decline. Some say beyond the sunset’s latest ray, Far down the ocean’s azure brink it lies; And ofttimes I have seen at close of day Sirange semblances reflected in the skies, lu cloudy pageant soon dissolved away, Dowes, temples, palaces and misty gleams Of shapes were fair behind thin, purple veins, "Wistas ot Lilis streams, Dusk forest solitudes and pastoral dales; Sweet haunts of quistness and pleasant wiealns, and plains and winding Surely the old belief was not all vain! There must be ultimate, divine repose, And love tbat dieth not and end of pain; Bu: none have found beyond the twi- jight's close *he Lidden highway to that dim domain. Yet the restless turmoil and uorest, Yue inborn, feverous craving and strife, “I he wing-ed spirit, prisoned and oppressed, Uree us still onward toward the ili, Ou» urd forever in untiring quest, EES RRL THREE MERRY ARTISTS. of thirty years ago. To the stranger there appears to be little We have the opera, the Bois, salcns and all the other formal and brilliant diversions; but the Americans. the Russians, the English who is that all can see, in the The pretty, pleasure-loving one quarter. dents have given way to a crowd of sombre *'digs,” and the life of the con- cierce wearies him for its very freedom fron the pranks of his reckls vere Henri Murger tocome back now be would buy a pan of charcoal | wwalted on its va gs 10 | where Musetie ii awaited h SOreul wa Lhe ast ol ar 838 lodgers 3. wh af oa * TOO com- ions, dancing— red their heads tapers or refreshments and company re- tired to their several lodgings, he would retain few choice spend the rem: spirits and iinder of the night drinking Pauch—he was a capital fist at a punch ~aud performed whatever extrava- gant act the potations inspired. On one of Kept but two friends to bear bim com- pany thro the night, Le Pollevin and Volage, both artists like himself, As was their custom, they retired fhe small room adjoining the studio, “brewed their panch, smoked their pipes, talked, sang and finally bec very drunk. In fact, by the time the pur- ple flames of the third brew were giv- ing to their flushed faces a distorted snd rather ghastly apeparance, Le Pollevin was the only man who knew swhat he was doing. They wers hold- wag a violent discussion about the | merits of the imperial army, inter- gpersed with occasional snatches of those stirring songs that had enlivened many a camp fire, Presently Sorieul got to praising the aniform of the various corps, and sud- «erly springing to his feet he took | from the huge chest in which he kept | his artist’s paraphernalia a complete | bussar’s uniform and proceeded to ar- | ‘ray himseif in it. He next commanded Le Pottegin to tog himself out as a igrensdier; and as that worthy refused, ‘the two laid hold of him, pulled off his wolothes, and introduced him into the | enormous uniform, in which he, being ! & small man, seemed quite lost, Volage fished out a cuirassier’s suit and put it bon. Sorieul now put them through a number of complicated and entirely | pew evolutions, Tiring of this, how- | Byer, he reverted to the original idea. | ‘As we are soldiers,” said he; “let us drink like soldiers,” A punch was accordingly brewed and they had half finished it when all at | once Le Pottevin, who in spite of his | deep potations was almost master of | himself, silenced the others with a gest. | ure, and after a few seconds, he said, dn 8 whisper: **Listen! I am sure I heard a noise in | he next room.” Then rising unsteadily | Lo huis feet, hie cried, **A spy!” Going to a trophy of arms which peorated the wall he proceeded to writtioy " thin had given gil a had thess occasions he igh o 1 tn Ww me iforms. Volage had a sort of carbine fd a saber; Le Pottevin an immense usket with a villainous looking bayo- aud Sorieul, not finding what he d, armed himself with a great orse pistol, which he shoved into his it, and a battle axe, which he brand- ed around furiously, With great pir the door of the studio was xl and they advanced Into the pected territory, hen they reached the center of the @ room, cumbered up with its va- iy of curious and incongruous arti- 8! 8 such ji Gus Suds .only 1m an an ) stadio or property room of a “1 declare myself general, Now let hold a council of war, You, the rassiers, shall out off the enemy’s that is to say, lock the door, 1, the grenadiers, shall be my VYolage executed the movement or- sred and then rejoined the main body the troo s, which were engaged in a § noien " ; 2 wos looking Yhind a net, large Japanese screen, he heard a ter- rific hubbub in the other side of the room, He hurried over, still carrying a candle in his hand, and found that Le Pottevin, with a single mighty thrust, had transfixed the body of a lay figure with his bayonet. Sorieul was battering it over the head with his axe, The mistake being discovered, the gen. eral gave the command, “Let us be prudent,’ and the recornoissance was resumed, For at least twenty minutes they had been rummaging around the dark cor- ners without success, when,Le Pottevin bethought him of the closet. Cau- tiously opening the door, Volage ad- vanced with his light and peered Into the darkness, He sprang back, terrified, a man was in there, a living man, who had stared at him with wild and hag- gard eyes, He instantly slammed the door to and doubly locked it, and they held a new council, The opmions were widely different. Sorieul that they suffocate him by blowing smoke through the key hole, Le Potle- vin proposed to besiege him, and bring him out to lay a train of gunpowder and blow up the closet. Le Pottevin’s nowever, and while over his shoulder, the other two went the remainder of the punch and the pipes. Then the trio sat down te e successful issue of the At the end of half an hour Sorieul n “Shall carry he dec ared. position and we it enemy, his force?” “Bravo!” and cried Volage, Sorieul, cocking his pistol— precipitated himself on the enemy. Volage and Le Pottevin followed him, yelling at the top of their voices, Lhere was a great scuflling in the dark, and at the end of five minutes of confusion they brought out into the light an old sneak thief, squalid, ben and white-haired. They tied his hands aud feet and shoved him into a clu he meantime not saying a word, ‘This man is aspy. We must ¢ martial him,’ said Sorieul, wit solemnity. r he tl v3 od 111 MAT “Now we must sorieul: and i . important ceremony: not die, hewever, tion of religion. chaplain?’ As that office hi: Whit re ul not yel been filled, Sorieul commissionad Volage to it, and turning to the condemned man he ex- horted him to the man of God and For the last f had ing about daz=d way, asking himself what sort men he had fallen with. roice hoarse and cracked w es of )l, he mana I gents is havin’ yer But 1 f knees, parents might have omit! him he poured a glass of the old man’s head, “Confess yourself urged. Your last! Thoroughly fr wretch How, lustily was gagged, should arouse the neighborhood. he rolled around on the and writhing, knocking pictures “Jet's Sins oO bsoiution. iinutes the been roll yes Fn NE alcoh Sorienl f fou to the prie our has com 4 3 ¥ ignlenea n hooan OeIan that o* Ul Then twisting ting furniture and off the easels. put an end t ,'! said Sorieul, at iength, and aiming his pis- tol at the old man, he pulled the trig- ger, The hammer fell with a click, Following his example, Volage fired in his turn. His carbine, which was a flint lock, emitted a spark which startled him into momentary sobriety. “But have we the right to shoot this man?” inquired Le Poltevin, with drunken solemnity. “Or He's condemned death," said Sorieul, idiotically. his 4 iif i » oO: * 11 peed thi £2 LE CONHTrSs, to “Well, what are we todo with him?’ Volage demanded, Le Pottevin, who was getting sleepy, declared that the prisoner must tired—poor man. And, indeed he did look wretched, lying there in a heap, tied hand and foot, Volage was over- come with maudlin pity for him, and, felt. **I've had enough knows,” he groaned, This melted Sorieul. He took off the cords, assisted the old man to a chair, busied himself making a new punch to comfort him. The prisoner again relapsed Into silence, but he watched the movements of his captors with increasing interest. When the punch was ready they gave him a glass; then they all drank, The prisoner drank enough for a reg- iment. When his health was proposed, he insisted on drinking to each of the others in turn, But the liquor had no more effect on him than on the punch bowl, Sorieul was now in the last of this, God for the third time, Le subsided into his chair and slipped theuce to the floor, where his heavy breathing soon ane nounced that he bad no further interest in the proceedings. Volage, too, was too drowsy to keep awake, and, retiring to a lounge, was soon sleeping soundly. Le Pottevin seemed surprised and hurt at this lack of courtesy on the part of his friends, and fell into a brown study, which, by gradual but swift rees, was transfermed into comp oblive ion. . The old man was left, alone. The bright sunlight pouriog in through the open window aroused Le Pottevin., His head was throbbing like a steam engine. Volage, stretched out on the lounge, was & sorry sight with his bedraggled cuirassier’s uniform and bloodshot eyes. BSorieul, awake, too, had not discarded his hussar’s suit, Pulling himself together, Volage looked around for his clothes, The room was in a terrible state, but he could find them nowhere; nor were they in the studio, so he returned to aek Sorieul where he had put them. “Oh, bother your clothes!” said Soneul; but he sat up and began to gaze around the room, *‘I don’t know where your clothes are. You put them on the chair’? Nevertheless he got up and assisted I.e Pottevin and Volage in their search. But the search was 1n vain; not one of them could find a vestige of the clothes he had worn the evening before. “Well, that’s queer,’”’ mused Sorieul. “By the way, what time did our friend the spy leave?” Volage and looked IL.e Pottevin " “Why, last. ‘‘He I don’t know,’ he said at must have gone while we were asleep.” And he gazed ruefully on the mantel, “Hallo! what's this?” he cried, suddenly, and sheet of paper on which was hurriedly scrawled the following: “GENTS OF THE AnrMY: You to wear nothing else, So, in want your plain close, which out some, anyhow, Is wore the pockets for suveneers, Yours gratefully, “Tne Spy." When they recovered from amazement, they swore a solemn oath Lie spy again the martial would be But it never was. > -— THE INNNER HOUR, Which Shall It Be---Late or Early. 1f ti habits which landmark, it 1s sally, among J is anything in §:4 re 4 ght seem Ie a m din 41 vie ill viel thi y OL LES t home after nd give wa, Of * may be pressed t ber bels y of argument ’ sivtrsnts t) L Women, Lae ia an COUTTS VEars, 2 o'cloch was any undue hasle table. 1 should think not, Mrs. Ticknor was the last of her y~and the needs all the w evening secure due decoruin and repose, * i ndead! B iHiaeeg ri Bu gen- ~AAY lady of the house t + to Musical Hogs Farmer Henry Wadsworth, Lias a son Daniel, wo has for years worked at home upon his father’s farm. He has and teaching them tricks He has taught the horse, dogs and cats upon the farm scores of different tricks, and is well-known in Wolcott and vie- inity for his alnlity in this line. Sev. eral months ago Daniel heard the old- He was convinced the intelligence of those animals, and by long practice, coupled with rare pa- he tune of Yankee Doodle when they hear it, is his daily custom to go into the lot where the swine are feeding, and to whistle the old familiar tune, where- and run to his side. A number of people are skeptical as to young Wads- wortu's aldlity to call up the beasts in the manner stated, but since he has put the animals on exhibition the experi. ment Las never been known to fail Hundreds ot people have seen him do it. . On many occasions he has whistled a number of familiar airs, without touch ing upon his Yankee Doodle, with no effect upon his swinish pupils,bnt when that tune is reached only a few bars are whistled before the herd comes crowding about him, To any who may disbelieve this Danlel extends a invita. tion to witness the exhibition any fine day. issn on MIMI HS My friend, If you must keep a pet, let it be one of the serene kind, a rattle. snake or snapping turtle, for instance; this will exercise your caution and strengthen your genius, ALOHA. A Romantic Legend of the Islands, Long ago, on the fair island of Ha- wall, dwelt together two maidens, Pele, the elder, was a native, and beautiful in all the rich coloring of her race. Dark eyes and bair, pearly teeth, a clear olive complexion, dashed with a crimson glow of health and happiness, made with her graceful figure, a sym- metry of attraction that infatuates. Still more was she prominent in the graceof a kind and noble nature. Her father was a magnate in the Island, and she his only child, dressed in rich draperies and flashed in costly jewels, Also, she had a high destiny in pros- pect, for she was betrothed to the prince, son of the king of the islands, and some day she might sit on the throne. All the people loved Pele, and sald that she was born to rule—so exalted was she in virtue, of the sea-—borne by the waves from a stranded vessel, She had been { and cared for by the parents of Pele. Under their tender fostering and | sisterly love of their daughter, she, too | had grown into a “thing of beauty” and a *'light in the household.” She was a striking contrast to Pele. Her | eyes were as blue as the sky above her, and the fairest tints of Northern Europe | covered features of exquisite delicacy, over which fell a luxuriance of | fleecy ‘n hue and softness, | Pele loved this ehild with al | warmth of soul, and Aloha’s love | Pele was the one great passion of : gentle What a lovely picture they were, i these two maidens, evér together, the guiding star, always leading and guard- | ing the trusting Aloha! Often, as they | stood gazing out upon the waters of { the would lay her hand | upon the fair bead of her sister and | talk of the future. She would speak of the time when, queen of the islands, she could ride in a thariot beside the | King, or prance with him over the broad plains on a richly caparisoned steed. She would picture herself glitterin in royal robes and jewels ing with sinning gen her for Lier fen He, Ooean, Pele hand, as was ia’s head, and graspin beautiful hair with memories of down beside the one deep sigh. to join the spirit of 80 drawing passed gently away her sister ihe people came 11 crowd up loud {petitions that Pele main with them forever, a greal wind arose from Mauna Loa, where, descending gently, it entered i the great pit of Kilauet., Pele’s pit. There is a priestess, she has since re- mained, enshrined by a mass of golden threads, the curls of Aloha, in later davs called Pele’s hair, Aloha was borne to her grave at the | foot of the mountain and forth there i sprang a flower, spreading and diffus- {ing over the land, They called the 5, and sent might re. In response i cations, as love, friendship, remem- | brance, welcome and other sweet and gentle terms, secre IA The Arctic Summer. Nye says a casual glances at the his. { tory of the navigation between Hud. { son’s Bay and the Atlantic proper will glected during the past one hundred { and fifty years. Not because corpora. | and encouraged in this enterprise, nor because stubborn local governments {and pig-headed dividual owners re- but because during the entire year, with the exception of a short season { between vr. M. July 3d and A. mM. July 4th, the extreme cobesive properties of the water, owing to a shrinking in thermometers and general stringency along the coast, prevent profitiable navigation. About 12.30 A. MM. July 4th, the water begins to thicken in Hudson's Bay, and remains coagulated and congealed until about 12 o'clock », M.. July 3d of the following year. This sbbreviates the ecclesiastical year of that ieglon to such a degree that ex- tended Nryigation is practically handi: capped and distressingly hampered, n giving the above dates, however, for a safe entry into Hudson's Bay, | desire to make a mental reservation, and to make this exception: the sea. sons vary to such a degree that this little bobetall summer may not occur in July, It not unirequently happens that Christmas lingers in the lap of dog-days. be lap-dog days, a spoon in it, please. ) viated summer may appear August, A friend of mine who was captain of the Peruvian bark Spotted Tail waited around till late in August for summer, One morning when he went below to antidote a favorite snake-bite of his, and when he had wiped off his chin and returned to the foretopgallant hen-coop, be was informed by the officer of the day, or city marshal, or whatever it 1s, that summer had already came and had immediately went. I do not vouch for the grammatical architecture of the remark; but that 1s verbatim, for we thawed it out when we got home. The Arctic summer is extremely re- served and coy. Bhe throws a joyous kiss to the iceberg, and then waving her taper fingers with the thumb on her retrousse nose she flies like a fright- ened sand-bill crane to the southward, That is the grand difficulty with Hud- son’s Bay as a resort. If yoa are young | and active, and keep your weather-eye open, you just about have time to | change your seal-skin underclothes be- tween a backward spring and a mighty early fall. I have another warm personal friend up there somewhere now. That is, he was a warm personal friend when he went away from here; but he has | grown cold through no act of mine, | Summer came one day while he was at | dinner. He had just eaten his boot-leg | soup, and the servant was bringing in the kerosene-oll {Charlotte Russe—they always jump from soup to dessert there —when some one said that summer was on deck. A humorist who had { eluded the authorities of the United States and shipped aboard (his vessel, thie Ice Cream Freezer, told the cook to o on deck and see if summer had fled, if not would he sprinkle a iittle salt its tail, My friend was not well pores were all open. The struck into 1 vitals, and passed away. He sleeps on point running due northeast, 16 cracker-box cover that marks his grave is written in red chalk: ‘*GGone where it is always summer,” (Intense gloom with Then the abbre- late in or ¥ le on His humor he a rocky 4 aug iis 8000 i li ©" v g nll se— Howling Superstitions. s wash boats wel he will ] Wearing, you and. If you drop ¥ dish. bave company also if you sweep a b mark; or if two chairs stand accid ally back to back. If a baby sees his face in the will be the death of him are cut he will be a thief, t of bed it will HES OU r 04 t fool. Break a mirror, sign of death, is aiso { if Death retold by a dog howling under a window; hearing a mourning dove; a strange dove hovering about, or dream ing of awhite horse, If you see the new moon through the giass you will have sorrow as long as it lasts, If vou see it fair in the face you will have a tall. Over the left shoulder bad luck —over the right good luek. How Telegraph Wires are Measured. We measure the telegraph wires by ohmes-not inches, feet or miles, For in- stance, the wire from here {0 any point is so many ohmes. Now, if we have any trouble in securing counection, say | with Chattanooga or Macon, au opera- | tor goes to the instrument and tries the “pressure, ’’ If it shows half the num- ber of ohmes the wire is entitled to, we know the wire is down, broken or out of order half way to Chattanooga. The lineman 18 called up and told where | the trouble is, He takes a dozen giass insulators, a coil of 100 feet of wire, a i saw. hatchet and other tools, and | boards the Grst train. Maybe he has | just returned from a three or four days trip and is tired and hungry. Thais | fixed, and, without seeing his family, ‘he jumps on the first train and goes. | 18 located he pulls the bell chord, the | train stops, and he jurops off, It may be at the dead hour of night or it may be at noon. It may be clear or it may be raining hard. It may be warm or it may be cold. It may be in an open field or It may be in the woods, These things the lineman can’t control, and after he hits the ground he hunts the broken place, mends the wire, sits down on a cross tie to wait until the next | train comes along. He don’t care | wants to get out of the woods, and without ceremony flags the train down and gets on, BE A few tubs of poor butter in an in. voice may bring the average price down below the line of profit, . ¥ IE eR Queer Things Said of Farmers, In a recent address before the State Agriculture Association of Michigan, Mr. Little said, they say that the far. mer subsisteth upon Jersey milk, spring lamb and chickens and regaleth himself with the fragrance of new mown hay; that he rideth a sulkey plow and reaper instead of stumbling over the clods of the valley, and weareth a hickory shirt and butternut pants without fear of molestation or abuse; that he riseth early betimes and sitteth up late that he may fill his barn and storehouses with plenty, and subscribes for some good weekly paper and pays for it, that he may store his { mind with useful knowledge, He get. { teth ont of bed at 40’clock in the morn- {ing and stirreth up the mard-servant | out of her lair, while he warmeth him- | self, and is comforted by the kitchen { fire. He ‘eateth his breakfast by can- | dlelight, while the weary wife of his | bosom and mother of his child longs for the peaceful, bappy days of her child. bood, He growieth and sore dis. tressed If it rains, and anon he beateth his breast, and repineth al the severity | of the drought saying: **Alas! my crop is ruined.” Verily, the rains do blight | ils wheat; the frost nipping his st; ing corn, potato bugs ravage his fields, and the asessor saddieth him with galling taxes. He payeih for insurance on his bulldirg for twenty years, and letteth his policy lapse for one day, and he same night yeth luis home, His marrieith a man of culture becoming the prou ARSON, and years he bulideth a is ' a fire desire danghter and wealth, mistress of A lew short lean-to to sheiter t dren. He selleth to Kansas, and the with alkali water cyclone calchelh sweepeth Lis house, stock and fences in Missouri, while he shelter pre- serveth Lhe lives and little maketh his and dieth: { Of 118 : ‘ a palaliai “ith ana § wife He days "oz + il a will at the end of his and the lawyer of his first wife's children ana Qivice Nis inheriiang 5 3 Ones GQuUg-ou and * ang take possession « £, Beam n Sugar was Invented 1 pr : ¥ + Arabs. A Venetia 1@ secret iron the y awh Hi 80 Laie “als CrOwWns, ce —— Bow And Arro NO one believes Luat Robin Hood shot a mile. J he present time dis- tance or flight-sho is not much i The Turks have the credit of being able to shoot vast distances, but amongst the Ottomans skill in archery seems 0 progressive. Esch sultan on succeeding to the throne is expected to display his prowess with the bow. He shoots a shaft, and she distance is measured, igning mon found to exoel hat the record now figure, It is whose bus- titag OLE wii 25% 3 anal practiced. be Curiously eneugh. the In arch hus aiwavs been his predecessors, so glands al a prodigious possible that if tl iness it to measure the length re ported unfavorably on the monarch’s shot, he might find that a bow-string in Eastern countries has more uses than one, and this thought may un- consciously bias his mind, DBut this is only conjecture. Nowadays 1 imagine that 400 yards is beyond the power of man to compass, 1 have but seldom tried wy hand at flight-shooting, but wth light flight arrows and a bow pulling 62 pounds, 1 shot 286 yards jast April. The air was nearly calm, and there was but three or four yards’ { difference in shooting up and down, With a little practice, I fancy that {1 could reach three hundred yanls | There are strong men who can pull & bow of 70 pounds or 75. With such {8 weapon they could probably reach 350 yards, and possibly more. Dut when it 18 measured out 286 yards seems a long way to send so slight a | thing as a fiight-arrow, and those who {can follow the shaft im its flight | through the heavens till it fGnally | reaches the earth have good eyesight, we officer is i ———————— AALS | The apparent remarkable enlarge- | ment of the filament of an electric in. | is explained by the fact that when some | of the nerve ends of the retina of the | eye are excited by light the excitement extends to some degree to the neighbor. | ing nerves. Thus a narrow white hot | wire or thread affects, especially (rom a distance, more nerve fibres of the ret. ina than really receive the light rays, and the sensation is that of a large wire, This is the phenomenon called irradia. tian,
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