HOMEOPATHIC BROTH, Take a robin’s leg, Mind, the drumstick merely, Put it ‘'n a tub Filled with water nearly; Set it out of doors In a piace that's shady; Let it stand a week; Three days, if for a lady Drop a spoonful of it In a five-pail kettle, Which may be made of tin Or any baser metal; : Fill the kettle up, Bet it on s-bolling, Skim the liquor well To prevent it olling; One atom add of salt, For the thick’ning one rice kerno' And use to light the fire The “Homeopathic Journal,” Let the liquor boil Half an hour, no longer If ‘tis for a man, Of course you'll make it stronger, Should you now desire That the soup be flavory, Stir it once around With a stock of savory. When the broth is made Nothing can excel it; Then, three times a da ~ Let the patients smell it, If he ehance to die, Say "twas nature did it; If he chance to live, Jive the soup the credit. alii HOW WINKIE WAS LOST AND FOUND, ———— ——————— hand, quite ready for a game. silky-haired terrier called Winkie, Elsie Graham, for that was name, was watching for have tea with her, house close by the table was laid, with her own tea-set of blue and white china, of nice bread sud butter, Suddenly Winkie jumped np and ran to the palings, barking violently. Elsie followed him, saying, “Hush, Winkie! what is the matter?” She was rather startled at seeing no ragged, forlorn little boy, about eight years old, gazing longingly at the tempting feast in the arbor, His were bare. At he sight of the dainty little lady he shrauk timidly back. > “Are yon hungry, lit.le boy?” said Elsie. The boy did not answer, bat began to slink off. “Wait a minute!” and Elsie ran to the table, cut off a large piece of cake, and, holding it out fo the child, said: “It is my own cake, so you shall have my share,” The boy took it eagerly, saying: “Thank yer kindly, lady; it's the firs: bit of food I've bad to-day.” “Poor little boy! why doesn’t your mother give youdinner?” “I ain't got wo mother nor father,” said the boy. “I gits a penny uow and then, or a crust from folks, that's all.” Just then the sight of a policeman scared poor Joe away, and Elsio' friends arriving, she did uot think much more of the pitiful tale she had heard. Bat at tea-time she refused to have any cake, as she had given her share away. Suddenly it struck hor that "Winkie was missing, In great distress the children »t once beg n bunting al over the garden calling and whistiing, “That boy stole him, I expect,” said Johnnie, Elsie’s futher and 1aother, when they heard of bor loss, did all they could fo console her, and promised to ma e all inquiries, oder a reward, and do all thoy could to recover her pet. In the meavtime, what was Winkie doing? Well, | must tell youn that Winkie's great weakness was cake! He bad been watching the table all the afternoon, and several times hal sat ap and waved his front paws to Else, then trotted to tho table and wagged his tail io the most coaxin f » et;” so be beocume " rather sulky, hen Lio saw Lor give the cake to Joe, he had rao along the palings till he eame to a place large enough to get throngh, and followed Joe. When Joe sat down {0 eat his cake, ho was as- tonished to see the 'oveliest little dog sit up before him snd beg for a bit. dog wot belongs to the young luly with the golding "air!" He threw him a bit of cake; then seeing some men coming slong, be hid the tiny crestare under h 8 jacket. “They'd steal him, as sure as any- think,” ve thought, “and I must take him back 10 his ‘ome. She was kind to me, sonow I'll do her a good turn.” Joe feit quite a thrill ot pleasure to think he could do a kindnoss to the young la ly who had spoken so gently to him. Bo be waited till vearly dark, and tradged back to the garden, in- tending to put the dog inside the gate. But just as he arrived thero, a gentle- man came up, and seeing the boy put ting down the dog, he ean :ht hold of him, sayiog: “Now then, youngster, how did you come by that dog?” Joe's teeta custiered with fright; he burst into tears, sobbing ont: “I never stoled "im, I brought him back, he ful ered me, Le did!” “Now don't cry, my ," eaid Mr, Graham (for it was Ag slong, and let us bear all about it.” Joe tried to dart away, but was held firmly, and taken into the hall, where Elsie was alroedy huggi Winkie. How Jules Yerne Writes, In a recent interview, Jules Verne, the great French novelist said: «It is my wish, you know, in my novels to depict the whole surface of the earth— that is to say, to paint the earth in my stories. Formeriy I used to travel and see the places that I wished to describe with my own eyes. 1 had a yacht, and travelled in all directions, But now I have to fall back on my souve- nirs or to write from what I have read. Thus in my new book, that is, the one which I have just finished, and which is going to come out soon, “The Jour- ney Backwards,” I describe a journey through the North of America and Alaska and over the Behring Straits, done so I should have gone over the whole of that territory before writing gible, and I had to draw from what I have read. It is true that I have read so much on the ject that the whole route traversed by my heroes in that book is as familiar my scenery to me as any street in my own town.’ “You have written a great deal,” 1 novel, and [ hope to write as many more before I lay down my pen for | the last time. | year, and have done so regularly for I much every morning, never missing a I write two novels every the last thirty-seven years. do so day, and get through my yearly task | with greatest ease. I must tell you I will show you one of my MSS., and you will see i that I correct and correct. I often | times before sending my copy to the when the come in I always find a quantity more to made. 1 don’t be- ashing off work, and I don't . GrASUres. copy Six or seven printer, and then proofs corrections be i, lieve in ds believe that work ever worth very much.” that is dashed off is Jules Verne then proposed that we should visit his work-room, and led the up & winding that is within a turret that At the very top of this staircase are his On the noticing the luxury of the appointments, way staircase flanks private apartments, Way, the softness of the carpets, and the beauty of the pictures on the walls, | Mrs garretw ards makes me think of a ques- ask. debut a hard ona?’ said to Yerne: “This ascension tion I want to Was the master’s «Oh, no,” she said, *“it has been all plain sailing with bim. His first book the since Was & Success, ‘Five Weeks in a Balloon :’ and then it been a march forward. his first books did of what they hiss only It is true that not bring hima tithe were worth, be- cause he bad made unwise not agreements knowing the value of his work, now things are as well as they cap ile thus sposking we had reaches a little of r #lood a canp bedstead, and room irregular shape Fig one corne next to it on 8 ema In front town, cloud of white and chilling mist, the il table laid imple ments. was a window look- ing over the where, under » Cathedral reared its double head. He- hind, over the mantel, which adorned with statuettes of Moliere and Shakspeare, was a water color of » yacht entering the bay of Naples. “Yes, Verne leads the quietest, most | sober life imaginsble,” said his wife. “He never smokes, and does not tonch alcohol from one year's end to the ' other.” was Eczema. Eczema—accent on the first syllabnh | =~is one of the magy eruptive diseasc | of the skin. The blood-vessels of the parts affected are in a state of coun gestion, accompanied by itching, smarting, and exudation of serum, on | watery portion of the blood. The disease varies greatly in severity and ‘extent, as well as in its course and . character. Its simplest form is a mere redness, ! perhaps on the eyelids or behind the | ears, or near tho joints. Sometimes there are nimples, either on the aflvcted | spots, or around them, or more or less diffused over the body. ESomeiimes vesicles—water-bladders | ware formed by the exudation of serum beneath the skin, the special seat being i the back of *ue hand, or the front and | sides of the fingers. In a few days (the serum may be absorbed; the | Aovolting subsides, the cuticle dries ug and comes off, and the skin either returns to its normal condition, or th cuticle is thrown off in scales. In another variety there is intense redness, profuse exudation, and the | formation of s thick crust, through fissures in which » mucous pus exudes. The final period of eczema, when chronic, may be characterized by » coming off of the enticle in thin, fine ecales, or by a tendency of the skin to chap and crack ; sometimes the mere stretching of the finger will cause it t break, in some causes the skin becomes as hard and tough as inclination to itch and throw more rarely with un off dry aud scaly scarf; it is rough like an old wart, in which case the itching is generally very severe. leather, As a rule, the eezma occurs in large patches, but oceasionally it spreads over a large part of the trunk or limb. here is hardly any part of the body which it may not attack. It is not contagious. The disease may result from a condi fon of the bady, —from constitutiona’ debility, or temporary derangement of | the nervous or digestive organs, or | even from unsuitable or insufficient food,—or it may have an external ex- | sufficient clothing, or garments that irritate the skin. | against that which causes a condition | of which the eczema is only a symptom, { At the careful local treat. ment will be necessary. same time But no gener- | al directions can be given suited to so | variable A skilled phy- ! gician should have charge of the case. mountainous | Cephas and the Coon. The skin of ! the animal sells for a dollar or more, a disease, Coon-hunting still gives great enjoy. in the districts of Massachusetts, ment to hunters but this reward is a mere trifle com- the hunter finds treeing the coon and him to the ground. appreciated sport of keenly than a certain ! pared to the pleasure and finally bringing Few men this kind old farmer named Cephas Green, He and his wife were ging the town.in the carryall, their business in the city be. ing of especial in tracking ever more one day jog- along toward importance, nothing less than the signing of papers which should transfer half of their farm to a neighbor, had when an scquaintance They still four miles go wed them, his gun on hastily cros i the road in front of his shoulder. After “my boy seen one a8 coon,” he i | said hastily; in the woods up here” old He passed the reins 807" eried Farmer that Green, excitedly, «Ia to his wife, leaped from the carryall, and disappeared after the sportsman, Six hours later as neighbor, driving the foumd drawn up under a tree, the horse turn- over road, the esrrvall ed out to grass, and Mrs. Green sitting in the shade, with a look of disgust and her face. most placid and even-tempered of wo. weariness in Usually the men, she now said, with sharpness: “lf yon pardonable see Job Sanders in town please tell him that Cephas Green b that made If needn't UE of as that od for anyvining smelt a coon, and that trade ours won't be long coon is alive, you're hn tine, von SAY bat ‘ooo, Job'il ‘Cephas Green’ and know the rest pt - Bridal Couples Whe Demand Candles, A the Hotel Warford on Saturday evéniug of a minister, who mace them husband and wife. The newly made Benedict then engaged a room, and Henderson Brown, the affable waiter, proceeled to escort them to the bridal chamber, which is lighted by electricity. len derson then proceeded to instruct tlie Towandian how to manipulate the light, knowing that but a few Yrom that inland village ever saw other than & tallow dip used for that purpose, His guests stood with open-eyed won- der depicted on their features, so great was their astonishment. The groom finally asked what caused the light, and | when told it was electricity he put in a couple from Towanda arvived at last, and employed the services tell of it, and didn’t want any for him, as he was not ready to die,” and insists ed on having the light turned off. It is said that candles are now in great demand for the various hotels here to accommodate their Towanda bridal guests.—The Waverly Froe Press. Improvements at Rome, Mort of the old houses on both sides of the Tiber, at Rome, have boen re- moved, fine s mbankments of masonry save been “rected, slightly deepening ind widening the river to an average width of sixty-five yards, and on top of the embankments on both sides os- slanades are formed as on the Thames | Taking a New Elaver, i Letters from the East Iudia station i give particulars of an important cap. ago by H. M. 8. Reindeer. One of her boats, in charge of a petty officer, was proceeding into Chakichaki Bay in the island of Pemba, when a dhow was observed making for the inner harbor. The oflicer immediately boarded her and was surprised to find that, although the dhow was a small one, a large namber of slaves were packed into her like herrings in'a bar. rel; so crowded, in fact, was the crafi ; that the unable to count the slaves accurately, and he at once officer was towed the dhow toward the Reindeer. The slaves and crew were transferred to H. M, 8. Pigeon, and the dhow was { sent to Bombay, where she was handed over to the court. It was then discoverd that the vessel | nad on board no fewer than 124 slaves, the Prize Court that glaves on { The inquiry before the information left with the board, the master of her having been elicited the dhow Lindi promised ten rupees a head for every During of her the Pigeon, and the Boadicea—and escaped slave landed alive at Pemba. his voyage he passed three Majesty's ships—the Algerine, scarch in each instance, and was just making preparations to land his cap- the The dhow has been des. tives when leindeer’s boat over- hauled him. troyed by order of the court, her Cap- tain and crew are in prison, and an amount calculated at £5 a head for the slaves and £5 a ton for the be the crew of the Reindeer. The names of the dhow was the Mansuri, and the slaves were only a dbhow will divided among officers and detachment of a very large caravan, numbering some G00 captives, and were owned by Seyyid ben Esan and Rashid, who remained st Lindi intend. ing to follew in other dhows with the Of ow in the Mansuri the greates residue of the slaves. those sent iL nuambey had been taken in a battle between tw t Nyno and #old to the merchants, Esau and Rashid ; the tribes a 8} thors were stolen from Uyassa and Eugend Emin P It may not asha a Jew. generally known that Emin Pasha, who has been rescued b of the He was born at Oppeln, Stanley, is, or was, a member Jewish faith. in Prussia, in the year 1840, and Legs y i ae * or the register of the Jewish cong ion thus: Lebel Sel ing the 24th of registered of be his birth is child born on Sanday, lsaak, son nites the mouth Adar (¢ ith March), of the year of the world 56 In the civil regis. ter his father's name appears ss Louis His father years old, and his own as Eduard. died when Emin was five pee Pauline Schweit- , the danghiter of Jewish banke: of Neisse n oS aiierw , in esin, BOON The in Tarkev, faith writer of the Governor of became a convert to Christianity, { 3 1 : $HIUNe Fann, 41181 servioe embraced the Mahommedan and married a das Janina, It was his Jewish origin that led some of the anti-Semitic journa's in Germany to oppose the rescue ex- pedition on its first being proposed. The cost of the Emin Relief Expedi- tion will not be met by the fund which was raised by public subscription and otherwise. When the list closed short. iy after Mr. Stanley set out, the total amount collected fell something short of $110,000, Of thisamouant it is said that only some $20,000 is in hand. As there remain the cost of the home- ward journey and salaries to be paid it will be seen that further funds will be wanted. ——————————— vo Sse Death on the Stage. Death on the stage is no rare occur rence. Detterton broke down afier Iragedy,” and never raliied after the fall of the curtain; Peg Wofllugton tottered to the stage door erying, “O Foote was seized with paralysis on the stage. and Miss Maria Linley died at Bath while singing «I Know That My Redeemer Liveth;” and as to Edmund Kean, who does pot kuow that his strength failed him after the great spoech ; “Oihello’s occupation’s gone,” and, sinking on his son’s shoulder, he whispered: “I am dying! Speak to then for mel” Strangely enough, two celebrated French actors have recently been riricken with paralysis while on the stage. One was the delightful comedian, Milher, who can no longer join the “Train of Plaisir” at the Palais Royal, being afflicted with paralysis ia the throat; the other, M. Christian, 8 great Parisian favorite, who while waiting st the prompt mtrance (0 appear in a revue called “Paris Exposition,” suddenly fei. 10 the ground paraiyzed |—Loadon Daily FUN. J Ihe wings of the house were sur prised when the chimney flue.—Mary- land Gazette, The poet is born, not made. The poetess is born and maid, too.—DBing- bamton Leader. There are plenty of champions of women's rights in this country, bul very few defenders of women’ wrongs.— Rochester Post-Express. Visitor—I suppose your daughter busily preparing for her wedding. Mother—Yes; she is up in her roon now, destroying all her old letters.- Life. Miss Laasra—What a remarkably quiet young man Mr. Timmins is. Yabsley——Do you think so? You ought to hear him eat once. —Terre Haute Express. First our house | Boy—We had a fire a ast night. Small Second Smal’ Boy—That so? F. B.~—~Yes. Pa fired pean. Boston Courier, —The great fuss about the smokeless powder S. sister’ Fanny papers are making s now. Arabella—Yes, just as though we had not used it for yesrs.— Life, “Look here,” said the farmer to the tramp, ‘‘let me just give you a pin ve CBP “But I don't want & pinter,” tourist. <1 want T rre Haute E press. replied the a quarter.” — Bonodgrass (to grocer)—Those arti. cles I got from you were not half bad, Groeer (cheerfully)—1'm glad liked them. “Yes; only about a third of them fo. you were bad.”-—1i Harry—<Who's that passing on the other side of the street?” “Dear | I'm really too fati Charley- wv, you'll have to E€XCUuse mi the 1 dle look farther than street today.” id I adv-—1 want somethin {dave you anything of a ligl —Texas Siftings. something (O00 ach | Clerk—Ye ma'am: here is the President's mess (Fact. )— Boston age. » Young Wife—Are you happy, dear to be sailing on the matrimonial obedient but put into port =| and a kind Husband-—Yes, vou think we'd better i indecd ; a little while and ship a cook 7~——Kearney | Enterprise. Amateur Elocutionist (reciting with | tender pathos): Take her up Lift ber wit tenderly, b care Envi Why don’t he us Rival (in stage and be done with Hox int of vours: Sister Grace v are bl If, sir. | -1 3 conservatory for the YOu (si £ 80 BCC0t Geormn Brother 3. {confidentially pave been in the t half hour with Miss Beauty. I pected that her blushes would come ofl Sister Grace have always sus —Saturday Evening Herald. Mrs. Youngbride—How does your breakfast suit you this morning, darl- Mr. Youngbride—~Just right! [tell you, Annie, it may be plebian, but I am awfully fond of calf’s liver. Mrs. Youngbride. So am I. Don’t you think, George, it would be real nice and economical to keep a calf, fast every morning.—America. “Oh, dear! What ean I get for John's Christmas present? Do help me think of something, Fanny.” “I'd get him something useful, dear, if 1 were you.” “Yes, but what? 1 have it. I'l get him a new suit. Ile needs one.” “Very good. That is what I gan my husband last year.” ‘You? Why, I thonght—" “Yes, I know. It was a divorce sait.”-~Commercial Traveller. A New Western Novelist, Mrs. Mary Hartwell Catherwood, formerly a resident of this city, and still well remembered here, has nchieved a petmanént place in the lit- erary world. Her novel, “The Ro- mance of Dollard,” has won golden opinions, so high literary authority as the London Athenmum saying: “It is more than a romance in name, It is a bit of the real thing at last, and proves that Mrs. Catherwood is among the few who know how to animate the and to recreate by-gone deeds of herolsin—is, in fact, one of the chosen few in whom the light of trae romance is still burning. During her residence here Mrs. Catherwood built a snug cottage with the proceeds of her pen, but at that time she was writing only Senatorial Secretaries, The private secretary is an impor ant personage in this city, says the Washington letter to the Chicago Her. ald. He attends upon a great man, or a man who is supposed to be great, though it often happens that the pri vate secretary is the greater man of the two. Political private secretaryship to rich men is becoming quite 4 profession in this country, and certainly a reputable and useful one. Men who have large business interests, and who aro at the same time in politics up to their eyes, can better afford to hire some one attend to the politics while they devote most of their time to the business. The political private secretary must know his State as a gardener knows his truck patch and be able to cuitivats it with fully as much success. Some of these deputy great men find thelr voeations lucrative. For instance, Col. Dan Bhepard, of Ilinoix, is said to draw all of Benator Farwell’s salary from the Government He earns it, too. McMillan, keeps three secretaries going. Senator of Michigan, Bates, political man Friday, is paid $5,000 A year. Stockbridge’s secretary, Mr. Olds, draws ns much. Senator Palmer used to pay $4,000 to Shep- Senator has & secro- tary who is paid $7,000 a year, and Vice-President Morton one who draws $500 a month. A ——— his nearly pard, his political manager. stanford, of California, An Apology. The editor of a sinall Minnesota pa per. the Sentinel, has felt it incumbent upon him to apologize to his readers for the many shorteomings of his pa per, s done it with a frank. ness and thorovghness that many edie will imitate. We sentiments, and reproduce the apology for the benefit of ail whom it may concern: “We apologize for mistakes made hn sucs, and say they were as all an editor has to do roliers, and sweep the floor, and and ke na tors {ia 3 apt ee Kia to : the endorse inexcnsable, is to hunt news, and clean the pe, pen short items, and fold papers, aod appers, and make the paste, , and talk to visi- and carry write wi and mai it! ner Line paper tors, and distribute type, the shears to write editorials, and take cussings from the tell our subscribers money. We say that make mistakes little matiors living on hopper-tail gination, and a old shoes and no collar and a whole force and that we need we ve no bt ness 10 while tending these with ima h on our pants, and obliged to turn iling countenance to the man whe that isn't worth $1 a our paper atid that he better one with his eves shut.” WW, could make ans An Election Tip from a Hen, No little fun has been enjoyed over the many incidents that occurred ea the day of the recent exciting city election in Marietta, Ga. Mr. J. Spilman, who was a strong T. W. Glever man, exhibits a phenomenon which he says is the result of that memorable contest. It is an extreme ly large egg, measuring 6 1-2x8 14 inches, which, Mr. Spilman says, was found on the day of the election, ins trough of his Livery stable, haviag been laid that day by a large top knot Dominick hen that had been about the stable for years. Now, this egg is not only a very large one, but on one end of it is a ol pher or vignette composed of indented lines, in which the letters T. W. G. esa readily be seen, and much more dis tinct than many of our great mes ean write then. Mayor Glover is respon- sible for saying that Capt. Church As up to the sun, the figures 105, Mayer Glover's majority, could be seen. —Ab- ianta Constitution. Why, Indeed! Why should an intrinsically means ingless catchword become a witticiem by repetition? Let a comic actor seg, “Do you ys “Ob, I say!” something equally empty onoe, no Inughs; let him say it twice, there swile on face; thrice, 1 giggle; and forth, at tition, a roar of Mrs. Fangle (who is reading a paper) ~What are these Caledonian sports, dear? dudes. — Harper's Basar. Eh shildren’s stories and had not yet at-
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