The Postillion of Nagold.
▲ stranger came to Nagold town
One stormy wintor'e clay,
▲ queer old man with vieage brown
And hair all etreated with gray—
A man of moet forbidding waye;
Hie glance wae shrewd and ooid.
And all hia looks and actions days
Of hard denial told.
He came at noon—tho worthy dame
Who kept the inn—"The Boar"—
All vainly wondered whence he caine,
Or what bad brought him there.
He set apart and ato his bread
And drank bis pint of wine.
"I want a coach," at length ho said,
"At three, for Adleretein."
'Tor Adlerstein ?" the dame replied,
" Tie three good hours away;
The monutain streams aro deep and wide,
And waning la the day:
By daylight there is naught to foar.
Our hearth is warm and bright;
You'll And good cheer and comfort hore;
Stay then and rest to-night."
"Ha ! What care I for rain and elect,
And perils you forbode,
With driver sure and horses fleet
I do not fear the road."
The worthy hostess sighed "Ah, me;
I'll not entreat him more."
Ami, as tho villago clook struck throe,
The coach wae at tho door.
The driver wae Postillion Dora,
A lusty youth and true,
Whose notes npon the bugle-horn
Were known the Schwarzwald through;
And village maidens used to cast
Admiring glances down
Whenever he, with cheery blast,
Came dashing into town.
Full half an bonr through mud and rain
The team hail dashed along.
And Dora had tried and tried again,
By merry jest and ong,
And frequent word of cheer, to break
The silence so forlorn—
Twas vain. "At least," thought he "I'll wake
Tho echoes with the horn."
Then first a martial air he played
An air that he had learned
In days when armies stood arrayed
And blading camp-fires burn d
An air that told of battle's call.
Of carnage fierce and hot.
Hie stranger sal unmoved through all,
And seemed to hear it not.
"Aha I" quoth Dora, "I'll try again."
Then, 'midst tho rain and sleet,
He warlded forth a tender strain,
A love-song soft and sweet.
Through wind-tossed pines the plaintivo lay
Its murmuring echoes woke;
Tot, when its mnsic died away, •
No word the stranger spoke.
Another hour in silence passo-l.
Each spectral bush and tree
Seemed mocking Dora's despair. At last
•I'll try once more," said ho.
Thou, mid the blust'ring wintry gale.
In chorale grand and clear,
Th "Lobe d n Herro, meins Becle"
Broke on the stranger's esr.
Its solemn notes the echoes woke
Through dim-lit forest aisles
In sweet and pleading tones that spoko
Of Heaven and angels' smiles.
D'er every lonely mountain track
Its softened cadence stole,
And distant hillsides murmsred back
'"Oh ! love the Lord, my soul."
Then to the stranger's raptured gaze
At that sweet hymn's command
Tame hark the scenes of boyhood's days
Passe.l in that Suabian land—
His mother * iove, hi* father's care;
And all the peace benign
That hovered round th<- hearthstone there
Long since at Adlerstein.
He saw tho tree beneath whoso shade
He used to sit and sing—
And where he'd plucked in sunny glade
Freeh violets in spring—
The cross-tipped spire, and, standing near
The churchyard on the knoll.
And over sounding in his ear,
"Oh 1 lovo tho Lord, my tool."
Tho tears burst forth —he meekly bowed
Hia bead upon his hand.
"God bless yon now," ho sobbed aloud,
"This is my native land.
I've wandered from it far abroad
O'er mountain, seas and plain,
My soul, indeed, doth love tho Lord
Who brings me horns again."
Postillion Dora has now grown old.
Grandchildren round him play.
And hs full oft, I wot, has tokl
How well ho played that day.
Lot's hope, in age, for memory's sake
Borne brave Postillion Dora
For us, in turn, such notes may wake
Upon his bugle horn.
Osnanc L. Carun.
Un(Uil Stale* Consulate, Stutgart.
IN BLACKBERRY TIME.
"Oo down and piok a few quarts of
blackberries, Halda, child, and don't
sit doubled up over that book any
longer," said Mrs. Holt, as ahe dumped
down a basket of linen ahe had jnst
brought in from the bleaching ptflh
fresh, fair, fragrant linen, with the odor
of new-mown hay permeating through
every fold of it,
Halda lifted np her golden brown
bead and gazed at her annt with great,
soft, appealing eyea.
"Ohl aunty, it's the 'Two Or
phana,' nd I do want to know whether
they ever find each other again. Ton
know Louise is blind, sod—"
" There, that'll do. I bet they found
each other all right in the end. Ton
know if they did it right off there
wouldn't be any story. Take your
beaketand get enough berries for sup
per. Ton know Joe Travers and Aleck
Hunt are helping your ancle with the
hay, aad hungry enough they will all
be. Oo along."
Bo the "Two Orphans" had to be
laid aside, and Halda, somewhat re
luctantly, took her way to the black
berries. They grew at the foot of the
meadow by ■ running stream, and they
were tempting, luscious and plentiful.
Hnlda'a thonghta were with blind
Loniae, while her lingers wero busy
with the berriea, and she soaroely let
her oyeo wander from her baaket.
Bho waa fair to look npon, this orphan
niece of the old New England (armor.
Tall and Blender, with gold-tintod,
bronze hair, brown eyea, and sun-kissed,
soft, amooth cheeks, with a peaohen
down on them. Her eyelashes were
particularly long and earring, and ahe
had away of looking oat from ander
them that had a great effect npon the
yonng men ahe met at " meetin'" and
ainging achool. Not that ahe tried to
fascinate them, bat ahe oonhl not help
doing it, any more than a rose can help
smelling sweet, llnlda waa not quite
seventeen. Her father had been u
teacher of music; heir mother a sitter
of Silaß Hope. They both died yonng
and poor, so Hulda came to the Ilope
homestead when she waa a ahy girl of
eleven, slender bat not angiacefal, look
ing, with her wistfal brown eyes, like a
yonng fawn. Her nncle welcomed her
with open arms, and his wife, thongh
childless herself, was a woman who had
a heart big enongh to have n place for
all the friendless little ones that came
in her way.
Halda waa happy—thoroughly happy
and oontent. The fresh air, new milk
and early hoars soon bailt ap her alight
form. Thongh she remained slim, she
filled oat with the roundness of beaaty.
Her warm cheeka glowed with a sunset
flash, and her lips were like ooral.
Hnlda'a dress waa a simple dark bine
print, and her head was covered by that
well-nigh obsolete form of ugliness, u
sunbonnet. Btill the waves of golden
hair showed on the smooth young brow,
and the blackberry gatherer formed a
pretty picture.
Not unobserved, cither, for acroaa the
brook, under the shade of some droop
ing willows, a tall man in a gray shoot
ing dress lay watching her.
" What a study for Evangoline 1"
said he to himself. " What a Mar
guerite?"
The man kept very still, and in all
probability nuida would never have
been conscious of .his preaenoe if an
other party had not appeared on the
scene. The new comer waa a stout man
about forty years of ago, with a long,
black beard, large, soft hat and brown
velvet coat.
"Hullo, Morley I What luck?" he
exolaimed. The sound of his voice
startled tti girl, but a healthy existence
had endowed her with strong nerves,
and her surprise was not alarm. Bhe
gazed at the strangers with calm interest,
for they wore nnlike the men she saw
in her daily life.
" Poor lnek, Carltone. I fear tho
tr>nt aro too sensible to tske mnch
notice of my unsophisticated efforts to
attract their attention."
"Possibly so. Well, I have whipped
tho stream also with more skill than
success. Let ns adjourn."
Halda had returned to her berries,
but her cheeks wero flushed and her
yonng heart throbbed, for she felt Mor
ley's eyes fixed on her face.
" What a protty girl I" said Carltone,
in an undertone.
" Yes ; an nnnanal style of beauty. I
never saw anything more lovely than
the mixture of tints on her face. No
common pink and white blonde beauty
but the ripe tones of the old Italian
masters."
The baaket was full now, and the girl
was turning away, when Morley roee to
his feet and addressed her gently and
respectfully.
" Can yon tell me where I can bay
some milk or cider—snything 000 l to
drink r
" Yes. If yon go np to tbe middle of
the meadows yon will find a bridge. I'll
wait her# for yon, and that red honae is
where my nncle lives. Annty will give
yon some milk ; we haven't any cider.'*
"Thank you."
Hbe stood waiting for them, basket in
hand, while Morley gathered np hia
Ashing tackle and sought the bridge,
followed by hia friend.
Halda was shy, bat the replied to tbe
questions addressed to her by Morley
with self-possession. He was surprised
to find how well-informed she was. Bhe
had a passion for reading, and fortn
nately had been able to gratify it, for
tbe Library of the old clergyman who
lived near the Hope homestead bad
been plaoed at her disposal.
When they reached the bonee aupper
waa already on the table. Mr*. Hope
expreeeed no anrpriae when the noml>er
of gneata at her Üble wae increaeed by
the arriral of the at ran (era. She made
them welcome aed ahowed them their
plaoee. Freeh, home-made bread, oold
boiled ham, oorn oakea and Halda'a
blackberriaa, waahed down with creamy
milk, engroaeed their attention for a
reaeonable time, then the men aongbt
the dooratep with their pipea, and
Hnlda, her annt and the hired girl went
ont to milk.
Hilae Hope waaaahrewd, middle-aged
Yankee farmer, Ood-fearing and aober,
amart and far*oeing, and Horley and
Oerltone eoon beeame intereated in hia
oonreraation. He naked them no qnea.
Uona that bordered on the inqoiaiilTf,
bnt atill lsoaned that thojr were strangers
in the neighborhood—Oerltone, an
English lawyer, come ovor to look for a
lost heir; Morley, also a lawyer, from
New York.
" I'vo almost given up hope of finding
the mun lam in search of," said the
Englishman. " I lose all traoe of him
sinoe the war. Ho was a musio teaohor
in Boston, and joined the army, was
taken prisoner and escaped from Libhy
prison."
"An Englishman—musio teacher—
served in the army. May I ask the
name, sir F'
"Certainly. His name was an un
oommon one—Stanly Earl wood. He
was the youngor son of a younger son,
and when he left England hail no ex
pectation of ever coming into the title
n estate."
Bilas Hope took his pipe from his
mouth and rubbed his ohin thought
fully,
" Bupposin' the man's dea l, sir.
Bupposin' ho married out hore and left
children. What then 7"
"If thoso children can prove their
descent they will inherit tho title and
estate."
"If they aro boys, maybe; bat
what would they got if thoy are
girls?"
"Iftheyaro will inherit
largo fortunes, bat the title will peon
into another braneh of the family. I
wish I could tlnd any trace of Btanly
Karl wood. I shall return to England
next month, bat I have done nothing."
11 Yon can find a trace of Htanly Earl
wood, sir."
" Where 7" cried Carltono, startled
oat of his careless attitude by the
marked significance of his tone.
"Yonder," repliod Silas, pointing
across the meadows, wh-re in the oarly
autumn moanlight the white tomb
stones of the churchyard glistenod.
" What, hero f
" Yes, here, Htanly Earlwood mar
ried my only sister Maggie after the
war. He met her in Boston, and they
wont to Portland. Ho was sickly and
oouldn't get along, and thoy came home
for six months. Then they went to
Baltimore for a spell, bat he got worae
and worae. Now and then they would
como and stop with the old woman and
me, bat poor Earlwood was mighty in
dependent and didn't like to be a har
den. Well, he died fire years ago, and
he is buried in my plot, and his head
stone is there—yon can soe it to-mor
row—and all his papers is in my sittin'-
room in his own desk, and his only
daughter, Elaida, is oat there with Miss
Hope milkin' oar brindle cow."
Ho the objeot of the search was ac
complished in an unexpected manner.
The next day the gravo was visited, the
papers examined—fortunately Earlwood
had been a methodical man, and in his
desk all the nooessary documents to
prove his daughter's rights were found.
Ilnlda was surprised to learn that she
was a memlier of an old aristocratic
family. Her annt said she always knew
her brother-in-law belonged to good
kinsfolks. Hilas took the matter very
calmly, and enly seemed sorry at the
prospect of losing his niece, whom he
loved like a daughter.
" I spose you will go to England and
live among the lords and doolta T" he
said, placing his arm around her and
drawing her to his breast.
" No, I will not, Uncle Hilas. I don't
know the lords and dukes. Oan't I
stay in tbo States if I like, Mr. Carl
tone 7"
"Certainly, Miss Earl wood. I think
yonr wish is natural. Btill it might be
better to go home, just to form the
acquaintance of your father's family."
"I don't want to know them. They
never did my father any good. Unole
Silas was the one who always helped us.
I'd rather stay."
Morley did not leave the Hope home
stead till be won Silas' oonsent to re
turn. He told him that he admired
Hulda, and he sought him to give him
permission that he might address her.
"No I" replied Silas, sturdily. "The
girl is too young. Go back to New
York and oomo here in a year's time.
Then we shall see."
Morley obeyed, though he waa loth
to do so. He took a long walk with
nnlda, bnt, faithful to his promise, said
no word of love. He was wealthy, bnt
he worked hard daring his probation
ary year to better his fortune.
It was s glorious moonlight night,
and Hulda stood beside mi— who
smoked his pipe on the stoop. Hnlda
waa simply dressed in a flowing'robe of
thin texture—of a pale shade of silver
gray. She was beautiful, and the past
year had been well employed by her,
for she had used her new-found wealth
to improve her mind, with the assist
ance of a good teacher—a lady of genius
and cultnre. Bhe was sometimes
thoughtful, her governess thought a
little sad, but never expressed any rea
son for being so.
As she stood looking acroes the mead
ows listening to the chirp of the oriok
ete, sad watching the shadows of the
clouds as they crossed the gold quean of
heaven, a clink of the gate sensed her
to torn in that direction. A tall form
in a grey suit stood before bar—a faoe
that looked unnaturally pale in (lie
moonlight.
" Frank Morley I" cried Silas Hope,
in tones of warm weloomn.
" Yes. I've oome to ask the question
that yon wonld not allow me to Rsk a
year ago. Hnlda—yon know what it
is. Do yon not ?" He took her hand,
which trembled and turned oold in his.
"Doyou, can you love me?"
" Yes," she whispered. "I've loved
you over sinoe the first time I saw
you."
The marriago took place at an early
day. And sorry as Silas was to part
with his niece, he knew sho had found
a husband worthy of her. Bo ends tho
story of how a wife was won by waiting
till the blackberries were ripe.
Advlee lo Would-be Journalists.
Four hundred dollars per year is said
to be tho average salary paid to the edi
tors, reporters and printers of the Unitod
Btates engaged on newspaper work.
Young men, you who are longing to
join tho band of publio opinion mold"
era, just think of that. Four hundred
dollars a year for the host slice out of
your life I Hadn't you better stick to
the farm, the counting-room or learn s
good trade, that, when you become
tolorably proficient in it, will pay yon
remunerative wages? Hundreds havo
learned that "molding public opin
ion" is a mighty poor business. Mold
ing stove lids pays much better, and
don't cause half the wear and tear on
tho molder's system. A good many
people think newspaper work is just as
easy as falling down on ioe, or finding
a girl's lips in the dark. We used
to think so ourself, but that was when
wo ware a bigger fool than wo aro now.
Wo know a young man onoo, ont Wast,
who for two years longed for a place on
a newspaper as a rejx,rtor, and at last
ho got it. The irst day he was required
to report a horse raoe, a temperance
mooting and a fire seven miles out of
town. After he had dono all thin the
managing editor told him be might
write a Washington letter, giving a
summary of the political situation at
the national capital, and then he conld
go out and get aomo points on the pork
market for tho next day's paper. Ho
wanted to know of the managing editor
how in the dread future he could write
a Washington letter at a pointf 14 miles
from the national capital, and when he
had never boen there in hia life. The
managing editor ooolly replied
that "if he oould't write a
letter from any point in the
known world on fifteen minutes' notice,
he'd better qnit the newspaper business
before be disgraced it." Ho resigned
that evening and went back to his old
connting-honse stool, and his old time,
independent ten-dollars-a-week air, and
never asked to be s journalist again.
Borne men seem to be born to do news
japor work, and tbey will do it if they
have to lire on oold hash and button
their ooat up to their chin while their
only shirt is in the wash. And they
will be jnst as happy, too, as tho son-ir.
law of a monopolist with a bad cough.
They would never be contented in any
other calling, even if it paid tliem ten
thousand dollars a year and fire wood.
All others should keep out of the jour
nalistic field.— Middlttown Transcript.
Zflonlte.
One of the most remarkable uses to
whiob paper hss been put of late years
is the manufacture of xylonite, a sub
stance which, at the will of the manu*
lecturer, may be made in imitation of
horn, rubber, ivory, tortoise shell, am
ber and even glass. Tho ;naea to whioh
xylonite are adaptable are almost in
finite, but perhaps the most extraordi
nary is the manufacture of oathedral
windows. The disoovery was made by
an Englishman named Bpills, about
fifteen yean ago, but it was only about
five years ago that a company waa
formed in London for its manufac
ture. Within the last two years
a company has bean formed here. The
base of xylonite is a plain white tissue
paper, made from ootton or ootton and
linen rags. The paper being treated
first with a bath of sulphuric and other
acids, undergoes a chemioal change.
The acid is then carefully washed out,
and the paper treated with anothor
preparation of aloohol and camphor.
After this it assumes an appearance
▼ery much like parchment It ia then
oapable of being worked up into plates
of any tthickness, tendered almost
perfeotly transparent or given any of
brilliant oolore that silk will
take. It is mnoh more flexible
than either horn or ivory, and
much leas brittle. Combs or other
articles made of it in imitation of tor
toise shells are said to be so perfect in
appearance as to deoeive the eye of the
most practiced workmen in that sub
stance. The difference in the ma
terials can be detected only by tests.
A plain white tissue paper also forma
the basis of oeilsloid, and the treat
ment in the early stages of preparation
are somewhat similar. The ohiel
difference, however, between celluloid
and sylonite is that the former cannot
be rendered transparent, and, there
fore, oannot like the latter be made to
imitate so many different substances.
JHOKAL AND RKLiUIOUU.
Vallb la (lad.
Faith in God justifies self-respect and
defense of one's individual rights. In
the godless theory of the universe men
are momentary products of nature's
loom, woven and unraveled as they
make up tho progressive woof of human
history after the pattern of a slowly
perfected humanity. The individual is
nothing ; humanity is everything. One
soul comes and another goes, each
made by its place and for its place; and
both endure for a moment and aro gone.
Before the relentloss march of this
advancing horde the single soul is
trampled into annihilation and forget
fnlnuss. From the crest of this foam
ing sea, myriads of drops are for an
instant whirled into life, wrought into
forms of beauty, and then whelmed
into the cruel waves. Human rights
and joys, human affections and hopes,
human responsibilities and fears—are
but the flying foam on their restless
waves that with accelerated speed hurry
them toward the ooean.— Pruuicnt
Porter,
HrlliloaiStwa and SalH
There has been a net gain of ninety
nine in the twenty-seven Congregational
ohnrches of Rhode Island, during the
past year.
Rev. Joseph Cook, of Boston, who
has been lecturing in Japan, warned the
people that "if their country did not
l>ecome Christian it would not succeed
in its new free development."
Rev. J. C. I'rioe, of the African Meth
odist Episoopal church, has returned
from England with $ 10,000, oollected
there for tho Zion Wesley institute,
devoted to tho training of preachers
for the colored race.
Rev. Dr. Martyn, a missionary of the
Presbyterian church, is president of the
imperial college of Pekin, China, and
Rev. Mr. McFarland, of the same
church, is superintendent of public in
struction in Biam.
The British Wesleyan Missionary so
ciety raised S2O, (XXI at its annual break
fast meeting, and another $20,000 at its
public anniversary, thus extinguishing
the debt which had burdened it At the
close of 1880 this debt amounted to
$120,000.
There is about to be formed in Great
Britain a " Green Ribbon" army, com
posed of all members of the Roman
Oathoiio temperance organisations
throughout the kingdom. A green
ribbon will be worn at tho buttonhole
by each member of the army. There is
already in active work a " Uluo Ribbon"
army.
The Free M< thodist church was or
ganised by former members of the
Methodist Episcopal church in Western
New York, in August 1880. Its latest
annual report shows 13 annual confer
ence*. 271 preachers, 368 local preach
ers, 12 042 lay-members, and 332 Bun
day-schools, with 2,188 officers and
teachers and 11,401 scholars.
Tho vicars of two of the most popular
Episcopal parishes in Bristol, England,
both of whom aro evangelical clergy
man. have originate! a church mission
army, designed to roach the masses
somewhat on tho lines of tho Salvation
army, bnt without their eccentricities.
Regiments haTe already been formed in
their respective parishes.
The Methodist bishops who, s short
time since, seemed to be on the
threshold of desth, sppear to hsve
gained a new leaso of life. Biahop
Bowman has gained strength enough to
make a journey Weat, and Biahop Foes
has been able to ride out several times
in a carriage. Both expect to resume
active duties in the fall. Biahop Peck
is also recovering alowly.
When Whitfield preached before the
seamen at New York he used the fol
lowing apostrophe: "Well, my boys,
we hsve a clear aky, and are making
fine headway over a smooth sea, before
a light breeze, and wa shall soon lose
sight of laud. But what means this
sudden lowering of the heavens, and
that dark cloud arising from the west
ern horizon ? Hark I don't you hoar
distant thunder? don't you aee those
flashes of lightning ? A storm is gath
ering I Every man to his duty I How
tho waves rise and dash against the
•hip I The air is dark I The tempest
rages I Our masts are gone I The ship
is on her beam-ends 1 What next T
The unsuspecting tare suddenly rose
and exclaimed: "Take to the long
boats I"
What Is a Census " Family T"
I had occasion to inquire concerning
the average sise of the family circle,
and was dismayed at learning that the
average is produoed by considering the
inmates of OPS house whether it be
hotel, tenement house, or private read
deuce, to constitute the family. To
illustrate : In a square containing two
hotels with 620 g nests saoh, two tana
msnt-hoaaas saoh containing four
familiea of five parages, fifty private
dwellings with ten persons to sash, and
one household nrmats*if of an old maid
and her oat, the average of the "family' |
lb twenty.— Washington Republic,
CLII'PIJfiH FOB THE CUBIOUfc
The wall* of ancient Nine rah were 100
(net high, and thick enough to dltee
three chariot* abreaet.
A pound of oharooal will melt ninety*
five pound* of iee, and a pound of ooei
will melt ninety pound* of ioe.
The art of working peddle* and oalg
by oxen in a circular wheel wa* known
to the ancient* and need in the middle
age*.
Tarring and feathering ia a European
invention. It waa one of Ricluyd Cteur
de Lion'* ordinance* for seaman in pun
ishment for theft.
It is estimated that there are 537 lan
guage* and general dialect* in Europe,
937 in Asia, 226 in Africa and 1,264 in
America ; in all nearly 3,000.
In the fourteenth oentury, to main
tain a lion in the tower of London coat
sixpence a day, while human prisoner*
were supported for one penny.
In the United Kingdom there are lOt
women to every 100 men. In the Uni
ted Htates there are two and one-half
per oent. more males than female*.
In Chin* the first class are the lit
erati ; the second, the husbandmen ;
the third, the artisan* ; and the fourth,
tbe interohangers. Tbe priests bold no
cflioo.
in oia times a Jew never asked in
terest of a brother Jew, bnt took it out
of the next Christian that came to him.
In this way money accumulated in Jew
ish hands, for they never preyed upon
onejmQther. . . . -
unto papers are telling with some
show of astonishment of a lady who has
lived for forty years within a few miles
of Cambridge, that Htate, and who last
week saw straw tarries for the first time
and did not know what they were until
she was told.
The longest three-quarter-inch rod
ever made was rolled at the Albany
iron works recently. It is 263 fee%
long, free of flaw, and plump from end
to end. It is said to be forty feet longer
than any rod ever before produced in
this or any other country.
One of tbe most arbitrary aots of
William the Conqueror was forcibly
turning out from their lands and tene
ments all the people who dwelt in a
space of thirty miles around Win
chester, for the purpose of planting a
forest there as a hunting ground. The
operation required the demolition of
twenty-two churches.
Tbe tensile strength of glass has teen
shown to ta between 2,000 and 0.000
pounds per square inch, and the^crush
ing strength between 6,000 to 10,000
pounds per square inch. By trials q
short time ago, M. Tranlionie found
that flooring glass, one inoh square, and
one foot between the end supports
breaks under a load of 170 pounds.
In some Eastern countries the larger
shells of the mother-of-pearl family ere
used in the construction of houses.
Mounted on a framing of wood, they
make at once strong and elegant
blinds for windows, eto. The oatbcdral
and other sacred edi floes at Panama
are lined with shells, and tbe soft light
they diffuse is said to have a most pleas
ing effect.
SUbblng Hit Coal Collar.
Some Tear* ago a story came from
Paris that a criminal oondemned to
death had been ex era ted in a novel wet
and withont blood-letting. Tha culprit
was blindfolded and laid npon a marble
slab after being in form od that he wm|
to be bled to death. A needle was u*f\j
with whioh to priok his am. and as U)|
point toached him drops of warm w•*
ter were sprinkled so that they ran
down his side, and to the condemned fy
appeared that be was bleeding to death.
In a little while the experiment proved
successful, and the man expired, snoh *
was the foroe of imagination. A oasf
somewhat resembling this was brcaghi
to the notice ef Polioe Offloer Jonas thA
other dsy. As he passed the
building he saw a man lying on hil
back in the entranoe. The
hands were crowed npon his breast, and
his legs were does together. As Jonuf
afterward said, " He looked every inofc
a corpse." The face was bloodless. ThA
eyes ware closed as though in deaUb
The handle of a jackkuifs protruded
from a point between the oollar and tha
jngular vein. The blade was hidden
Jones jumped to the conclusion of sui
cide. He took hold of the knife and
drew it out of its rasting-plaoa. Tha
blade was unsullied. Being aroused*
the man said that be bad attempted
suicide. Instead of wounding himself
be merely stabbed the oollar of his ooei.
Then he felt that he was dying. Visions
of father, mother and borne passed
through his mind, he said only for a
moment, and then he became uncon
scious. Hs was perhaps just entering
the spirit land when Jones called him
beck.—.St Lovi* GM* Dtmoer*,
There is greet joy at the re-establish
ment of the drum in the French arm.
In the barracks and canteens soldisry
are preparing to welooms It back with
festivity. The army, it was found, was
losing prestige in the eyes of the people
for want of ths drum.