Endurance. How mneh the heart inay boar anil yet no break, How much the fleeh may sudor and not die! I quration much if any pain or ache Ol soul or liotly bringe our end more nigh. Death chosen his own time, till that has oomo All evils may be Ixmic. We shrink and shudder at tho surgeon's knite Kncli nerve recoiling irom the cruel steel W hose edge seetns searching for the quivering lile; Vet to our sense the bitter pangs reveal Hint still, although the trotnlding flesh be torn, " This, also, can be borne. We see a sorrow rising in our way, And try to flee Irom tho approaching ill; We seek some small escape, wo weep and pray, But when the blow talis, then onr hearts are still— Not that the painisol itssharpnossshorn, But yet it can be borne. We wind our lile about another life; We hold it closer, dearer than our own Anon it faints and tails in deadly strife, Leaving us stunned, and stricken and alone; But, oh, we do not die with those wo mourn; This, also can be borne. Behold, we live through all things, tamine, thirst, Bereavement, pain, all griei and misery, All woe and sorrow; life infliote its worst On sould nnd body, but we cannot die, Though we be sick and tired and tiaint and worn; Lo, ali things can be lairne. Elizabeth Akert Allen. THE SECRET. I wish I could tell you—l do wish I could! I hate to nave a secret; it burns, like money in my pocket. It's an unnatural tiling, anyway. One wants sympathy; if it's a gloomy secret, somebody to be gloomy with; and if it's a glad one, somebody to be glad with; somebody to talk it over with, 19 make much or little of it with, to conjecture concerning it, its beginning and its end, to dwell upon it and gloat over it; how in the world is one going to epjoy any thing all by one's self! If I'm eating a peach, I want somebody to have part of it, to know how luscious it is; and I wouldn't give a sixpence for a coach and four unless there were somebody by to see me riding. So i say to myself, what's the use of knowing it if you're not to speak or look, or wink, if you're to be no wiser than other people, and let no body see that you are? And as for me, I ant always blushing, and my tongue is tripping, 'and I'm sure to be on the point of betraying the whole thing by something I say, and clapping my hand on my mouth like a silly child. Still, although it's nervous and anx ious work, I can keep a secret if I try. or else when he—l mean she—at least I mean I shouldn't have been trusted with it if I couldn't. Some people are so im portant with a secret, and go about as if they knew enough to hang the rest of the world. But I never am; I only long to tell it; and I do so want to tell you this one. But there—l promised I wouldn't breathe it, and a promise is a promise, you know. I suppose I wouldn't care half so much to tell if it were only a common place affair, if there were no romance about it all. But there is. Some people arc so fond of romance—our Romaine is; and I don't believe that nnything could have pleased her half so much that happened in the regular, expected way. Our Romaine always was so full of fancies and ideals, and when there's anything romantic going, it always falls to her lot. Don't you think she's a beauty? I do; so tall, so beautifully made, so gracious, suclt hair—such sort fragrant hair—such eyes like jewels, ana her skin so like a tea-rose! I don't believe any of those famous beauties that you read about can hold a candle to her—that I don't! I always wondered why she didn't take some one of her lovers, although I knew, too, or thought I did; for she was just as lovely ten years ago, when she came home front school at seventeen—the very day those dreadful soliders came, you recollect — as she is to-day. She had been gone so long—four years—that everything about the place was just as sweet and strange to her as if it were a kingdom ste had just come into; and she was going round, looking at this and exclaiming at that, caressing the creatures which knew her, every one of them, even to the parrots—just rejoicing in every thing; and I, a little six-year-okl wor shiper, was following hpr in adora tion, with the peacock followibg me: when ail at once the lawn was crowded with soldiers, and the yard was full of foragers, and the horses, Romaine's own Gulr.are, and mamma's, were bring led away, and all tRe cows were lowing, and the pigs were squeal* ing, and tlie fowl were cackling, as those wretches took possession; and some were building fires In the yard, and the rest were swarming into the house. And they were in the china closet, ravaging the store-room, were in the bedrooms, in the wardrobes, and a parcel of them bad poor ntamma in a corner, and had torn away her shawl and one was flourishing her cap on the point of his bayonet, nnd Romaine Lad sprung into the midst of them, threaten ing them with a wild fury, when sud denly a voice rang over the uproar, a terrible common-ling voice, somebody strode through the throng, and seizing by the shoulder first one nnd then an other of the men who had cornered mamma and Romaine, flung them on this side and on that, and in one mo ment silence fell, and man by man they slunk away, and presently they were tumbling down the stairs, and march ing out of the hall by files: and the offi cer who had wrought the change— a tall, slender young fellow of whom one could see little but the eyes blazing like wild fire, for the torn and dropping visor of his cap, and for the brown beard cover ing bis brown fare, and the smears of smokennd powder—put mamma's shawl about Iter shoulders, bowed low to Romaine, and took me in his arms a mo ment and looked at me, and set me down again, and was passing out, when Ro maine ran forward and caught his hand, ana began to pour out a torrent of thanks. He turned and smiled. "I de serve no thanks." he said. And then, half hesitating a single in stant, he raised Romaine's hand, that ■fill forgetfully held his, and pressed it to his lips, nnd was gone. And a curl ous old silver-set diamond on his hand, whose stones made a tiry crest, took my babyeyo, ao that I always remembered it. But as I turned to Romaine— oh, how she looked then! I've never seen anything so beautiful sinoe, she blushed such a rosy red, and her eyea lighted, and her smile grew dazzling, and I've thought, as I remeinhered it, that just so Eve might have looked when she woke and looked upon the world before her. And he turned in the door and saw her, and then he ran down the stairs, and mounted his horse; and pres ently we heard the lastoi them trooping over the hill. They took Gulnare and Ali with them, though, for all of tire voung officer; but the very next day Gulnare came into the yard by herself, and neighed for her onta. Well, now, do you know, I believe that from that very moment Komaino made that young officer her hero and her ideal. She didn't know his name, she didn't know his regiment, she didn't know his rank, she had hardly seen his face; but, for all that, she just resolved— very likely without putting it in so many words to herself—that it she couldn't marry him, she would never marry any body, and she would keep herself and ah her thoughts sacred to this hero. And she did. And that Is what has given her this air of remoteness, almost s she be longed to a superior race, you know. She didn't know whether her hero was alive or dead; there were skirmishes in the neighborhood, and before long a great battle farther off; but there were no means of learning anything, of course, and he nover came back. Somehow I think she felt that if he were alive he would, and I thing she began to look upon him as dead, and herself as—well, don't you laugh—as something like a widow; at any rate, as vowed to him. She was only seven teen then, know. Oh. yes, I know I'm only sixteen myself, and a terrible chatterbox too, Pnul says; but I know that things get fixed in one's mind at seventeen that even seventeen more years won't undo, and Romaine has only ten years more. But Romaine has the poetical temperament. W ell, in a year or two Uncle Paul died, and left mamma a comfortable fortune. As the fkrm really belonged to Paul, when he reached home mamma decided to come to the city for our win ters, and to build this little villa for the summers, and sometimes Paul comes to us, and sometimes we go to him. A year ago nearly I came back from sehooi, Mamma said I was very pretty, but very unformed, and she wondered what my teachers had been about to leave all this trouble for her, and she doubted what sort of a match I would make. I said how could 1 make any with Romaine still hanging on her hands? Whereupon mamma said Romaine was the most pre posterous girl alive; she had just let millions slip through her fin gers, and she didn't believe the Archanglc Michael would make any im gression on her. 80 I began to watch ioniaine, and I found an old brass but ton was one of her treasures, and I learned what sort of people it was in in whom she felt an interest; I ob served the care she took of Gulnare, al though Gulnare was twenty years old; and I discovered, hv accident again, put away with a lock of Mrs. Brown ing's hair and a leaf from Shelley's tomb, that brass button and an old torn visor of a soldier's cap. Again, onoe when we were all recounting old times, and mamma was telling of the fright she had when the soldier was flourish ing her capon a bayonet,and the grati tude she felt to her deliverer, who, she always did feel, came straight from heaven to help her, and, for all she knew, went straight bark again, I happened to be looking at Romaine in the glass, whereupon she turned as red as a reef rose, then all at once grew white as a white rose, was faint, and had to get out of the room. I made up my mind about Romaine. I was sorry, too; for some of Paul's people who used to come mooning round her were mighty nice. There was Col onel Rice -I don't know what he was colonel of, some fancy-fair or sidewalk regiment—l'm sure he'd never smclled powder except when shooting pigeons: but he had the littlest foot and nnnd.ann oceans of money, and a drag. And he did send Romaine such flowers! and it she had but thrown Iter handkerchief, there was nothing he wouldn't have given her—cashmere shawls to walk on, and diamonds hrightenough to read by. And there was an English earl's son just back from buffalo hunting, who wouid have made a countess of her. only give him time enough; and goodness knows how many more of Paul's chums, and Senator Catchpenny, and the regu lation swells. and Cousin Nicholas. And Rumaine disdained them all — every one of Paul's chums of course, and Cousin Nicholas on account of the old family lud that had always kept us apart; he was a hundred-thousandth ousin or so. And when the English man was round she just out-Amcricaned the Americans; and nothing hut the drend of a scene with mamma could get her behind Colonel Rice's horses, al though I should have been glad of the chance; and that is the way it had been with one or another for nine or ten years, mamma said : and Romaine was undoubtedly a fixture. " Idon't know about your having the right to hold yoursell so inaccessible," said mamma to her one day, as the wind ing up of a ta'king-to that sent Romaine out of the room crying. " What is there about you that no man in America, or Europe either, that I can sec, is fit to marry you, I should like to know?" Romnine was dancing that night with Cousin Nicholas at Mrs. Glance's ball. The delicious waltz music made my feet just tingle. Mamma let me go to a ball now and then, to show people what she bad in reserve, Romaine said. But there was Romaine, so listless, so lovely, so indifferent, and Nicholas looking down at bet so eager, so intent, nnd then leiding her out into the moonlight, ns if he would take her away from all these people, and into another world. " It's no use, Cousin Nicholas," I said, when he happened to think of me, half an hour afterward, and If ought me an ice; "she wouldn't marry you if you were made of gold. She wouldn't marry any body but a soldier anyway " (all at once Nicholas' face lighted up), "and him only if he iiad been nearly shot to pieces; and only one soldier out of all of them, I do believe," I made haste to add, for I didn't want to encourage him. " How much must a man do to earn his esse?" said Nicholas, in his slow lanquid way. which always did seem to make him tailor and more broad-should ered than ever. He was a hnndome fel low, with bis fresh color, his white forehead, bis grizzled curling hair in tight rings like that of an old Greek head, his teeth gleaming from under the dark mustache when he smiled. I didn't see how she could help being at- traded to him, being—being in love with him, yon know. " How many scars must he show?" lie drawled. "Does she want you to wdaryour uniform and your bandages nil thetlmcP" And then his eyes flashed, he thrust his fingers through the gray rings, and I snw whore a bullet ha<l plowed its way among them. " That was my ticket to four months of unconsciousness in a hospital," he cried. And then he pulled up the cuff from his right wrist, aril drew his fingers across an indentation there. "That lost mo my sword-arm." lie said. "What more does she wantP Shall I toll her a ball made this dimple in my chinP that I carry the five wounds about meP I suppose if I took off both arms and both legs every night, she would have me out of hand." "No. she wouldn't," I said. "She wi/hldn't have you unless you were a tall slender fellow whose eyelashes were burned off, whose faco was covered to the eyes by a torn visor above and by a brown beard below, who kissed her hand, and wore an odd silver-set dia mond crest on his—llnw it—and whom she has set up in her shrine for ever and ever. Why. Cousin Nicholas, what is the matter with you ?" For ho hail sud den ly burst into the giuest and most uproarious laugh. "You had better tell me, so that I can laugh too," I said, feeling as though I ought to be angry, but deciding that I could not bo vexed with Cousin Nicholas. "I've no doubt she'll think better of you when I tell her about your scars." I said. " When you tell her nhout my scars!" 110 exclaimed, so that I started and trembled. " Open your lips to her about tliem, you blessed little chatterbox, and I'll kill you! If she won't care for me without scars, she sha'n't care for 111 c at all!" " Well, I declare, I never—" I began. " Just take me tomatnina, if you please. If Paul heard you speaking so to his—" "Hang Paul! Hush! hush!" he said, drawing my hand through his arm and holding it. " You have made me hap pier tc-night than you ever can again." " I think everybody has gone crazy!" I cried. And then, instead of his tak ing me to mamma, Cousin Nicholas' arm slid round my waist, and be was whirling me round the room to the mad dening waltz muHic in away that raanunn asserted afterward was utterly inexcusable, and that Romaine declared took her breath away. " I should never have thought it of you," she said. "Dearme!" I answered; "you don't suppose he's going to go sighing like a furnace for you forever, when you—" . " When I what?" " Have refused him twenty times." " I've never bad the chance to rcfrtse him once. I don't want to have it—" "You're afraid you'd accept him, miss," I exclaimed. " 1 don't want to accept him." " You'd accept him quickly enough if he was a slender young officer with a face hidden by n bright brown heard and smooches and smirches of powder, j driving his soldiers out of the house— the first man thaUiver kissed your hand, Miss Romaine,wifli an old silver-set dia mond ring on his. You needn't think I hadn't any eyes, it I wasn't but six years old. or any memory, or any faculty of putting two and two together." "Oh. how can you so cruel!" she cried, hiding her face in her bands. "I'mnot cruel," I said. "It's you that are cruel, and silly too Cousin Nicholas is worth a dozen of that fel low that you set up for yourseff to bow down to. Don't you suppose Cousin Nicholas would bavedriven the soldiers out. and have kissed vour hand too?" " Nicholas, where bullets were fly ing!" "Yes, where bullets were flying, and riddled with them, besides. And yon don't deserve him, that you don't, if you are beautiful. But, oh! I do de clare, Romaine, when you are so per- I fectly lovely, and he does love you so, for vou to—" "llow do vou know he loves me so? He never said it." "As if there were no other speech than just so many words! I can't see how you can be so unfeeling." " I never said I was unfeeling." "What? Really, Romaine? Arc you in earnest P Do you really care for him, just a little?" " I—l—l mean I could—maybe. But—hut then, yon know, dear, I—l can't talk about it. I feel ns if I were as if 1 were breaking a "To that other fellow? Fiddlesticks' ends! You, twenty-seven years old, al most an old maid, and us silly as that! Now I'll tell you what, if you don't turn a short corner, I'll se what I can do myself: nnd when it's too Into for you, you'll He eating jour heart out with envy and rage. There he comes now, nnd I'm going out to see him and be gin;" and so I ran down the lawn to meet him as lie gave his horse to the groom—it was only the next day after Mrs. Glance's hall. " I've something to tell you," I said, taking ids arm and holding it in away to drive vexation to Komainc's heart, for I knew she was looking at us behind a curtain somewhere. "And I've something to show you, my dear child," he answered, and he fumbled in n pocket a moment, and then, opening his hand just a ittle'way, let me see a gleam of something spnrkling —diamonds—silver-set. "Nicholas!" I cried. And I stood open-mouthed, looking him over from bead to foot. •"Tan years make great alterations,'" he hummed. " But. Nicholas-" "Hush! hush!" he said. "Do you believe she has suspected?" "Oh, never! Oh, make haste! Oh, do go in! She's in the musio-rooni. looking nut behind the curtain." And 1 never was so impatient with anybody in my life as with the slow, careless f ait at which he went up the lawn and nto the house. I ran in, half an hour afterward, to get my Japanese work. They had gone out on the balcony, and were loaning over the rail together, looking at the sea; and as I just glanced at them there was a color in Romaine's cheek and a glory in her eye that almost made my heart stop beating. And suddenly I made a dart at her, and caught her hand and held it up. And they hoth seized me with one accord that moment, and swore me to secrecy. And I promised; and a promise is a promise, you know, and although I'm dying to tell you. wild horses won't get it away from me, and I never, never shall tell you what it was I saw on Romaine's finger.— ffarpr's Bnaar. 1^— JU—JL. ' "Silence is golden." Aunt: "Has any one been at tbese preservesf (Dead silence.) "Have you touched them, Jimmy?" Jimmy: "P* never 'lows me to talk at dinner." Emigrant*' Costumes, One thing that strike the observer contemplating the cmlgrnnts as they ar rive, ways a New York paper, is the fondness for vivid rolors evinced by the people of the old world. The national costumes thnt formerly gave such a pic turesque iippenrnnce to the emigrant", am' marked each people distinctively, are disappearing. From Germany, Hol land, England, Sweden mid Ireland copie now about the same general style of gar ments, varied simply in cut and color, all hearing a close resemblance to the genera! fashion of raiment worn here. Yet, occasionally, one still encounters groups from countries more remote or further in the rear of universal progress toward assimilation who are well worthy of attention and remark. A party of Icelandic men, six in number, arrived here not long ago, whose garb would have been a prize lor a side sliow. Their pantaloons of dark gray frieze extended up to their armpits. Their vests and coats just met the upper edge of the pantaloons, and from each coat dangled between the shoulders of its wearer a pair of the funniest, most ridiculous and diminutive tails it is pos sible to imagine. Big silver buttons that bad been bequeathed from father to son for many generations studded the garments. The handsomest men's cos tumes worn by any emigrants are those worn by the Tyrolese, consisting of long stockings, velvet knee-breeches, emoroidered vests, short cloaks, cone shaped hats adorned with feathers, etc. It is a dress that has been familiarised throughout the country by the many hands of Tyrolean singers who have "vodel-ed" all over the land, and one which, by its beauty, deserves to be re tained. The women from the same coun try have brightly-striped petticoats, sometimes with strips of p/ld or silver lace that make a very bright and pleas ing show. Almost always both men and women have finely developed, liana soine forms, which their costume dis plays to the bait advantage. Their faces are generally very good—the women often very pretty— and of ail emigrants they are among the cleanest and neatest. The gayest-plumaged emigrant birds arc the Tin landers. They wear mostly homespun materials, but gaudy with bright colors. Generally they come in colonies of forty or fifty persons, and when such a band arrives tliey seem to brighten all their surroundings. The women's dresses are like very fancy bathing suits of red. white and blue—no half tints or shades, but strong, pro n< unccd colors—and their headgear consists of snowy white frilled mob caps. The fondness for color which dis tinguishes them is shown even in the dress of the men, who wear coat bind ings of brilliant contrasting tints. On their heads the men wear ooiorcd caps of knitted wool like the fishermen of Brittany. Finland balnea are brought here slung conveniently in leathern bags on their mothers' backs, in just the same fashion tliat an Indian squaw carries her pappoose. They seem to be a seri ous, sedate sort ol babies, weighted down by the depression thnt must nssail a baby's mind when it finds itself slung alxut like a package in that extraordin ary way. The last colony of Finlnnders that came here, only a few weeks ago, all seemed well-to-do, and brought with litem from their home a sufficient quan tity of dried meal, dried fish and other edibles to last them until they reached their destination in Minnesota. They Missed the Hoy After All. Jack was not a Imd boy, but be was a terrible mischievous one, and his pa rents really felt relief nt the thought that he was to start (or boarding-school the next day. His father thought of it when he found that Jack had used his razor to whittle a kite-stick. He thought so again when he discovered that Jack's bnll had gone through the parlor win dow. Jack's mother thought so when she found muddy footprints all over the parlor carpet and a great scar on the piano leg. Tliey l>oth thought so when their chat at the supper table was in terrupted by whistling and the upsetting of the milk pitcher, and they told Jack so. when, after having driven almost wild his father, who was trying to read the evening paper, by getting up a light between the dog and cat, lie sat down on his mother's new bonnet she had just been fixing, and utterly ruined it- Early the next morning Jack was packed off. Oh! what a relief from noise and trouble it was His father's razors remained undisturbed; no sound of breaking glass was heard; the par lor carpet was unstained by mud. But, somehow, the house didn't seem cheer ful to its occupants. It was a longday. Tea was served. Tltere was no whist ling and upsetting of dishes to inter rupt the conversation, hut the talk dian'l seem to run so smoothly after all. And when it came to reading the even ing paper and fixing up another bonnet, the dog and cat slept serenely on the hearth-rug, and no disturbance inter rupted the proceedings. That's tiie difference between having a boy in the house and having him away, and the gentleman put down Ids paper and re marked as much to his wife, when he noticed a quivering about her mouth and two big drops on her cheeks, and there was a kind of mistiness nbout his eyes that bothered him about seeing "Yes," she answered; "It—is nice— and—quiet; uh, uh, oU-U-u!"and he got up and went to the window and looked out and blew his nose lor twelve minutes steadily. A Morning Star of Memory. The Chicago Time* relates a sad hut beautiful incident of woman's devotion. In the fashionable west division of the city there lived a young couple who were engaged to be married, but ere the ceremony had been performed the gen tleman was taken down witli that most loathsoue of diseases, smallpox, and was conveyed to the pest-house. Thither the young lady followed, and there she nursed him bark to life but not to one of il,p greatest blessings. The case de veloped into the dreadful type known as "confluent," and when the young lover arose from his couch he realized the doom of desolation entailed upon him —he was stricken blind. And now, says the Timet, while the warm tun is waking into vernal beauty park and boulevard, and while the shade trees are throwing out their umbrageous love liness, a stalwart rami, erect and stately still, although destitute of vision and with a face scarred by that fell malady, may be seen walking slowly amid the beauties of the summer time, and by his side a young girl, upon whom ho leans for guidance, and who is to him "the morn ing star of memory" that cannot fade or faint, or die until the last dread sum mons make even such sufelime devotion vain to preserve a life that must he. without such solace, worth loss and deso late beyond expression. A.FItEE I'JtKSM. Somr of IU Advantages Tersely sitnted. The beautiful 'dca of getting some thing for nothing is nowhere more readily traceable than in u newspaper office. So much ban been spoken, writ'en and sung about a " free press," that peo pie have come to accept the term In a sense altogether too literal. If a man has a scheme of any kind germinating he just steps into the edi torial room and details it with the re mark : " I'm not quite ready to advertise yet, hut a few words will help me along." He gets the few words ana never gets reaily to advertise. Two tickets odmjttiirtf lady and gent to the "G. It. X. M. T.'s grand ball," are expected to produce a six-line lo cal and n quarter of a column descrip tion of the ladies' toilets after the ball is over. Church fairs and the like are worse than balls. Tliey never leave tickets, but demand more space, because "it's a matter of news and a help to the cause." Should a boy saw off his finger, "Dr. C. O. Plaster dressed the wound with great skill," would be a graceful way of stating it, and besides it is "unprofes sional" to advertise. The patent rat-trnp man brings in one of bis combinations of wiro ana moldy cheese bait, sticks it under the editors nose, wnd explains how they catch 'em every time the spring works. "It's something of interest to the community, and if you put in a piece save me a dozen papers," which he quietly walks off with as though be had bestowed a favor in nllowing editorial eyes to gaze on such a marvel of intricacy. An invitation "to come down an/1 wrile up our establishment" is a gnat deal more common than a two-souare "lid " from the same firm. New*,,„pers must he filled up with something or other, you know. The lawyer, with strong prejudices against advertising, is fond of seeing his tones reported in full in the news papers, with an occasional reference to his exceedingly able manner of con ducting the same. It is cheaper than advertising. In fact everybody, from a to izzard, : w bo has an axe to grind, asks the news papers to turn the crank, and forgets to even sny thank you, hut. will Kindly take n free ropy of the paper as part pay for furnishing news. The press being " free" all hands seem bound to get aboard and ride it to death. That is why newspapers are so rich that they can afford to pay double price for white paper, and never ask Congress to aid them by removing the duty on wood pulp.— Sew Haven lUyiticr. A <{ueen as a Circus Rider. The ex-King and (jueen of Naples live at the Hotel Vouiliemont, in Paris, in the Rue Boiasy d'Anglsis, a life oi perfect seclusion. The king cores only for two things—first, his crown, which he still fondly hopes to regain, and seo ondly, his consort, whom he worships and whose every whim and caprice he humors and obeys. He himself cores little or nothing about horses, hut as the queen, like her sister, the Empress of Austria, adores horseflesh, his majesty is ever ready to give any price for the best cattle. The life of these royal ex iles is tedious and monotonous enough. The king spends his days, when he is not with thequeen, reading or dictating to his secretaries, fondly imagining that he is really the bend of a party, and that the few Italian noblemen who gather round liim care more for the suc cess of his cause tlian lor the pecuniary assistance_ he may afford them. His majesty will sometimes dictate or write fnr into the night.walking up and down the room in a feverish state of excite ment, and at length, when rosy-fingered dawn liegins to spread her palms in the sky, going to bed to dream of a triumph ant return to the throne of his father Bomba. The queen has nothing to occupy her "time but her toilet and her horses. She will have her hair dressed four times n day to kill time, and keeps five maids, although she docs not re ceive and goes nowhere save to her sister's, the Duclics* d'Alencon. Her great pleasure, however, is riding, and she is even a finer horsewoman thai, the Empross of Austria. During the bad weather her nuyesty went every day to the circus or hippodrome, and latterly has actually been taking iessons bow to do circus tricks on horseback, a servant throwing balls to her, which she catches, goii gnt n gallop and leaning back so that her bend almost touches the horse's tail. The poor king stands liy admiring and ever at hand to see that his bcioved consort, whom lie worships as a goddess, meets with no harm. The Brest Lakes. The latest measurements of the'great fresh water sens arc as follows: The greatest length of I.ake Superior is 335 miles; its greatest breadth is 160 miles; moon depth 688 feet; elevation,697 feet; area, W.POO squar • miles. The greatest length of l-ake Michigan is 300 miles; its greatest breadth, IOH miles; mean depth. WH) feet; elevation. 506 feet; area. 93,000 square miles. The greatest length of lake Huron is 900 miles; its greatest breadth, IAU miles; mean depth. 000 feet; elevation, 974 feet; ana, 90.000 mUes. The greatest of Lake Erie is 950 miles; greatest breadth. HO miles; mean aeplh, B4 tect; elevation, 555 feet; area, 0,000 square miles. The greatest length of I-ake Ontario is 180 miles; its greatest breadth, 65 miles; mcsn depth, 500 feet; elevation, 961 feet; area, 6.000 square m lew. The length of nil five is 1,966 mil es, covering an area of upward of 136,000 square milt s. Tho "Great Hurricane." The most terrible wind storms d noo occur In this latitude. What is known as the great hurricane started from Barliadoes October 10, 1780, engulfed an English fleet anchor* d before St. I.ucia. ravaged that island, where six thou sand lives were lost, traveled to Mar tinique, where it sunk a French fleet of forty ships, rsrrylng four thousand sol diers, devastated Bt. Domingo. Bt. Vin cent, St. Kustache and Porto Rico, and sunk many vessels sailing in the track of the cyclone. Nine thousand per sons perished at Martinique and a thousand at St. Pierre. At Port Royal 1,400 houses were blown down, and 1,600 sick and wounded were buried beneath the walls of the hospital. Great as has Iwen the suffering and loss of dfe from tornadoes in this country, they cannot he compared to this truly great hurricane of a century ago. Killing Kftur Panther* In Two Hours, Panthers miut be quite abundant in Oregon, judging Ironi the following story, which we find in tlie Buller Orttk KttUrvrite, of that State. A few days ago Mr. Haugh, who iives near Scott's ruills, started for Heaver lake to get son e cedar limber. He had nlong a large-l/orcd rifle, a l'ttle rat-terrier and a rather large dog of part Newfoundland breed. After leaving tlie uiain road and getting on an niujost blind road he saw a panther cross the road ale-ad of him, He stopped the tram, tied them to a small tree and followed the dogs, who succeeded in treeing the pantlier in a very short ttnie. It was on a large oak tree, about thirty feet from the ground, and growling savagely. Mr. Haugh fell back a short distance, in order to get a rest shot, fired and his game fell dead to the ground, having made a final leap which brought him about fifteen or twenty feet from the tree. On going back to the wagon the children pointed out another panther, back on tne road over which they had passed. On ap proaching it to get a shot it darted into the brush, followed by the two dogs, who succeeded in treeing tl atone with out any difficulty. On following ths f'ogs Mr. Haugh found it on the large limb of a fir tree about twenty-five or thirty feet from the ground.- (jetting a rsst on the side of a tree some distance away, be shot this one. At the crack of the gun the oanther jumped from the tree and was followed by the dogs. On following them it was found dead aboo, IWO yards from win re it was shot. On approaching the ranch where Mr. 8. liuelet once embarked in the cattle business he found that the little dog hud succeeded in treeing a panther &bojt two-thirds grown. This one was shot dead. Before Mr. Haugh taut time to load he heard the big dog barking at something about SIOO yards off down the hillside. On going to where it was he i saw the biggest p inthei he ever saw— a very large female. She was growling and snapping her teeth at the dogsso much that she formed the must sav utc pieture hje hd ever seen. It was diffi cult to get a good shot, but on firing she came down and the limb on which she was with her. Ae she ran off tlie dojre followed her, and on coming up with th<m he saw her on a stump about twenty-five feet from the ground. Mr. Haugh shot ngain, but as no vitil part was struck it only succeeded in making tier growj and lash her tail fiercer than ever. On looking for a bullet Mr. Haugh found that he had only half a bullet left, with which he had to make a successful shot or lose his game. His patching was ail gone as well, so tearing off part of the lining of his coat, he put it round the bullet and rammed it home. Taking a careful aim he fired. This time he saw the huge beast tumble to tlie ground, to be seized by the dogß. Site seized the big dog by the scalp with one paw. and had succeeded in tearing the scalp nearly off when death put an end to her struggles. The last one, on being measured, was over nine feet long from tip to tip. Ali the panthers were full grown, except one, which was oniy about two-thirds grown. They were all killed within two hours. Tasked by s Wild Boar. Tlie tule lands of San Joaquin valley, California, are several feet under water, and as a consequence the farmers can not work, but devote their time to hunt ing wild hogs, which have been driven to the hills by the overflow. W. H. Tredway. late of Reno, but now a ran cher down there, was the victim of an unpleasant adventure recently. He went out in company witl his son Syl vester to look after some poison he had fixed for coyotes. When two miles from home they Beared up a wild boar, which must have weighed 350 |rounds. liu- B revising a lasso out of his saddle rope, ir. Treawny caught the beast over his mouth, which infuriated his lordship, and he charged. Before they could get out of the way it was upon them. f red way's horse was the first victim, and was badly wounded by the tusks of the hog.which were nearly six inches long. To rescue his horse Tredway jumped to the ground, when the hog rushed upon him, and before he could gain his balance one of the tusks pierced bis right leg, running upward and coming out back of tlie knee joint, making a frightful wound. Mr. Tredway mounted his horse and started for home. He had not gone far when he became faint from the loss of blood, and had to dismount * and lie by tlie roadside while Sylvester went for a wagon. He was soon con veyed to the house, where he is now laid up tor repairs under a doctor's care Artificial Respiration. Tlie Malval Prt* and Circular, "1880, informs us that in a recent communica tion to the +'reneh academy, Professor Fort raises again tlie question of prema ture interments. One fact he mentions is. that he tyas enabled to restore to life a child three years old by practicing artificial respiration on it four hours, commencing three hours and a half af ter apparen' death. Another ease was communicated to him by I)r. Fournol, of Biilancourt, who, in July, 1878, re animated a nearly drowned person alter four hours of artificial respiration. This person had been in the water ten min utes, and the doctor arrived one hour after asphyxia. Professor Fort insists nlso on the utility of artificial respira tion in cases of poisoning, in order to eliminate the poisons from the lungs and glands. The length of time it is de sirable to practice artificial respiration in any ase of apparent death from aa pliyxia Professor Fori has not yet de termined. but his general conclusion is thatit should be maintained persever ing iy fors evfral h urs. • In One Lifetime. Some one has recently written: lam not an old man; yet in material things I have seen the creation ola new world. I am contemporary with ths railroad, the telegraph, ths steamship, the photo graph, tlie sewing machine, the steam plow, the friction match, gnalight, chloroform, nitro-glvoeiine, the moni tor, the caloric engine, Lite California gold discoveries, the oil well discoveries, Kit* pereiia, canned fruits, the electric bt, the telephone, etc. These are some of the footprints of material pro grew of the present generation. Do yon think the moral world will remain the same as before? That society will re main unaffected by these changes? If yon do. let me call your attention to the fact that the tame generation baa seen the abolition of slavery on a grand scale, the ascendancy of republican America, the opening of China and Japan, the in stitution or wot Id's fairs, and the agita tion for the freedom of women. And the ma' ch i< steadily on. With accelerat ing motion. What is its meaning? Wlicre will it end?
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