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,
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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-