10 THE PITTSBURG DISPATCH, SUNDAY. JUNE 15, 1890. river to a mined temple "Me an you an' im )be indicated me,by a jerk of his head) was there one day when Hi made a bloomin' now o myself. You an' 'im stopped me doin such an" Hi was on'y wishful tor to desert. You are makin' a Digger bloomin' show o' yourself now." "Don't mind him, Mulvaney, I said. "Dinah Shadd won't let you hang yourself yet awhile, and you don't intend to try to either. Let's hear about the Tyrone and O'Hara." "There's no fool like an ould fool. Yon know you can do anythin' wid whin I'm talkin'. Did I say I wud like to cut Mul ling' liver out? I "deny the iznpntasbin, for . iear that Orth'ris here wud report me, ah! Yon wud dip me into the river, wud you? Bit quiet, little man. Anyways, JIullins isn't worth the trouble av an extry p'rade, an' I will trate him wid ontrajis contimpt The Tyrone an O'Hara! O'Hara an' the Tyrone, begad! Oald days are hard to bring back into the mouth, but they're al wnvs inside the head." Following a long pause: "The Tyrone was recruited any fashion in the ould days. A draf from Conne- niara a arai irom .rorismoum a arai from Kerry an that was a blazin' bad draf here, there an' iverywhere." ".But to reshume. JU.y room twas before I was married was wid twelve av the scum av the earth, the pickin's av the gutter mane men that wud neither laugh nor talk not yet get dhrunk as a man shud. They thried some av their dog's thricks on me, but I dhrew a line round my cot, an' the man that thransgressed ut wint into hos pital for three days,-good. "O'Hara had put his spite on the room he was my color sargint an' nothin' cad we do to plaze him. I was younger than I am now, and I tuk what I got in the way av gali and punishment dhrill wid my tongue in my cheek. But was different wid the others, an why I cannot say, except that some men are burrun mane and go to dbirty murdher where a fist is more than enough. Afther a wboile they changed their chune to me an' was desn'rit frien'ly, all twelve av thim cursin' O'Hara in chorus. " Eyah,' sez I. 'O'Hara's a divil and I'm not for denyin' ut, but is he the only man in the wnrruld? Iet him go. He'll get tired st findin' onr kit foul our 'contrements on properly an' kep'.' " 'We will not let him go,' sez they. '"Thin take him,' sez 1 an' a poor yield ye'll get for your trouble.' "'Is he not misconductin' himself?' sez another. " 'Has he not put his spite on the roomful av us? Can we do anythin' that he will not check us for ?' sez another. " 'That's thrue.' sez I. "Will ye not help us to do ought ?' says another, 'a big, bould man like you.' " 'I will break his head upon his shoul dthers av l.e puts hand on me,' sez I; 'I will give him the lie av he says that I'm dhirty, an' I wed not mind dncking him in the ar tillery thronghs if ut was not that I'm tbry ing for my stbripei.' '"Isthat all ye can do?' sez another. 'Have ye no more spunk than that, ye blooo-dhrawn calf?' " 'Blood-dhrawn I may be,' sez I, gettin' back to my cot an' makin' my line round nt; but ye know that the man who comes acrost this mark will be more hlood-dhrawn than me. No man gives me the name in my month,' ez I. 'Onderstancl, I will have no part wid you in anythin you do, nor will I raise my fist to my shnperior. Is any wan comin' on ?' sez 1. "They made no move, tbo' I gave thim fnll time, but stud growlin' an enarlin" together at wan ind av the room. I tuk up my cap and wint out to canteen, thinkin' no little av mesilf, an' there I grew most unda cintly dhrunk in mv legs. My head was all reasonable. " 'Houligan. I sez to a man in E Com pany that was byway avbein'a frind av mine, .'I'm overtnk from the belt down. Do you give me the touch av your shoulder to presarve my formation an' march me acrost the plain into the high crass. I'll sleep ut off there," sez I; an' Houligan he's dead now, but good he was while he lasted, walked wid me. givin' me the touch whin I wint wide, ontil we came to the high grass, an' my faith, the sky an the earth was fair rowlin' undher me. I made for where the grass was thickust, an there I sleD' off my liquor wid an easy conscience. I did not desire to come on books to frequint; mv character havin' been shpotless for the jrooil halfava year. "Whin I roused the dhrink was dyin out in me an I -felt very bad. I had not lamed to hold my liquor wid comfort in thim davs. 'Tis little betther I am now. 'I will cet Houligan to pur a mussick over my head, thinks I, an' I wud ha' risen, but I heard aome wan say: "Mulvsney can take the blame av ut ior the blacks'lidin' hound he is.' 'Ohol' sez I, an my head rang like a watchman's gong; 'Fwhat is the blame that this young man must take to oblige Tim vulmea?' For 'twas Tim Vulmea that sphoke. "I turned on my belly an' crawled through the grass, a bit at a time, to where the apache came from. There was the twelve av my room sittin down in a little patch, the anry grass wavm- aoove their beads an the sin av black murdher in their hearts. I put uic Hiu usiue to pei a clear view. "Fwhat's that?' sez wan man, jumpin' up. "'A dog,' sez Vulmea. 'You're a nice hand to this job! As I said, Mulvaney will take the blame av ut comes to a pinch. " ' 'Tis harrad to swear a man's lite away,' sez a voung wan. " 'ThanK ye for that,' ffainks I. 'Now. fwhat the divil are you paragins conthrivin' against me?' " 'lis as easy es dhrinkin' vour quart,' sez Vulmea. 'At 7 or thereon O'Hara will come acrost to the married quarters. Wan av us '11 pass the wurrud to tbe room an we thtart the divil an all av a shine-langhin an crackiu' on an' frowin' our boots obout Tbiu O'Hara will come to give us the ordher to be quiet, the more by token, bekaze the room lamp will be knocked over in the larkin'. He will take the straight road to the inn door, where there's the lamp in the veranda, an that'll bring him clear against the light as he shtands. He will not be able to look into the dhark. Wan av us will loose ofl, an a close shot ut will be, an' shame to the man that 'misses. 'Twill be Mulvaney's rifle, she that is at the head of the rack; there's no mistakin' that long shtocked piece even in the dhark.' "The thief misnamed my ould firin' piece ontavjeaiousy I was pershuaded av that an' nt made me more angry than all. "But Vulmea coeson: 'O'Hara will dhrop, an' by the time the light's lit again there'll be some six av us on the chest av Mulvaney crying murdher. Mulvaney's cot is near the ind door, an the thmokin' rifle will be Jyin' nndher him whin we've knocked him over. We know, an' all the rig'ment knows that Mnlvaney has given O'Hara more liD than any wan av us. Will there be any doubt at the coort-martial? Wud 12 honust sodger boys swear away the life av a dear, quiet, swate-tempered man such as is Mulvaney wid his line av pipe-clay roun' his cot, threatenin' us wid murdher av we over shtepped ut, as we can truthful testifv?' "'Mary, Mother a v Mercy!' thinks I to mesilf. 'It is this to have an onrnly num ber an' fistes fit to use. Oh, the sneakin' hounds!" "The big dbrops ran down my face, for I was wake wid the liquor an' had not the full av me wits about me. I laid stbill an' heard thim Workin' themselves up to swear my life by tellin' tales av ivry time I had put my mark on wan or another; an' mv faitb, they was few that was not so distinguished. 'Twas all in the way av fair fight, though, for mver did I raise my hand except whin they had provoked me to ut. " "Tis all well,' sezs wan av thim, 'but who's to do this shootin'?' "'Fwhat roatther?' sez Vulmea. "Tis Mnlvaney will do that at the coort-martial.' " 'He will so, sez the man, 'but whose hand is put to the thrigger in tbe room?" "Who'll do ut?' sez Vulmea, lookin' round, but divil a man answered. They be gan to diehpute till Kiss, that was always playin' shpoil five, sez: Thry the kyardsl' Wi'd that he opined his jackut an' tuk out the greasy palammers, and they all fell wid the notion. " "Deal onl'sex Vulmea, wid a big rattlin oath, 'an'the black enrse av Bhielygh come to the man that will not do his duty, as the cyards say. Aminl' dealln.' Black Jack, eorr, I shud expayti ate to you, is the ace av sphades, which from time immimorial has been intimately con nected with battle, murdher and suddin death.' "Wanst Kiss dealt an' there was no sign, bnt the men was whoite wid the workins.av their sowls. Twice Kiss dealt an' there was a gray shine on their cheeks like the mess av an egg. Three times Kiss dealt an' they was blue. ,'Have ye not lost him?" sez Vulmea, wiping the sweat on him. 'Let ha' don' quick?' 'Qcick ut is,' sez Kiss, throwin' him the kyardt an' ut fell face up on his knee. Black Jack! "Thin they all cackled wid laugbin'. Duty thirpence,' sez wan av thim, 'an cheap at that price!' .But X cud see they all dhrew a little away from Vulmea an let' him sittin playin' wid the kyard. Vulmea sez no word for a wboile, butrlicked his lips, catways. Thin he threw" up his head an' made the men swear by ivry oath, known and unknown, to stand bv him. not alone in the room, but at the court martial that was to set on me. He tould off five av the big gest to stretch me on my cot whin tbe shot was fired, an' another man he tould off to pnt out the light, an yet another to load my rifle. He wud not do'that himself; an' that was quare, for 't but a little thing. "Tbin thev swore over again that they wud not bethray wan another, an' crep out av the grass in dlfFrint ways, two by two. A mercy ut was that they dud not come on me. I was sick wid fear in the pit av my stommick, sick, sick, sick! Afther they was all gone, I wint back to canteen an' called for a quart to put a thought in me. Vulmea was there dhrinkin' heavy, an' politeml to me beyond reason. 'Fwhat will I do, fwhat will I do?' thinks I to xneself whin Vulmea wint away. "Presintly the Arm'rer Sargint comes in stiffin an' e'rackin' on, not pleased, wid any wan, bekaze the Martini-Henri beiu' new to the rie'mint in those days we used to play the mischief wid her arrangemintt. 'Twas a long time before I cud get out av the way av thrying to pull back the back-sight an' turnin' her over afther firin' as if she was a Snider. " 'Fwhat tailor men do they give me to 'work wid? sez the Arm'rer Sargint. 'Here's Hogan, his nose flat as a table, laid by for a weee, an' ivry comp'ny sendin' their arrums in knocked to small shivereens.' " 'Fwhat's wrong wid Hogan, 8argint?' sez I. "Wrong'' ses the Arm'rer Sargint; 'showed him, as though I had been his mother, tbe way av sbtrippin' a 'Tini, an' .he shtrup her clane an' easy. I tould him to put her to again an' fire a blank into tbe .blow-pit to show how the dirt hung on the groovin'. He did that, but he did not put in the pin av the fallin' blok, and av coorse, whin he fired he was strook by the jumpin clear. Well for him 'twas but a lijank a fall block charge wud ha' cut his oi out.' " 'How's that, Sargint?' sez I. '"This way, ye blnndheriu' man. an .don't yon be doing nt,' sez he. Wid that he shows me a Waster action, the breech av ner all cut away to show tbe inside, an so plazed was he to grumble, that he demon strated fwhat Hogan had done twice over. An' that come av not knovrin'the weppm you're parvided wid,' sez lie. '"Thank ye, Sargint,' sez I; 'I will come to ye again for further information.' " Ye will not,' sez be. 'Kape your clan in' rod awav from the breech-pin or you will get into throuble. " 'I wint outside an' I cud ha danced wid delight for the grandeur av ut They will load my rifle, good luck to thim, whoile I'm aways, thinks I, and back I wint to the canteen to give them. their chanst "The canteen was fillin wid men at the ind av the day. I made feign to be far gone in dhnnk an' wan by wan all my roomful came in wid Vnlmea. I wint away walkin thick and heavy, but not so thick an' heavy . uuj n.u .uu un hUH U1C OUIC ttUU thrue, there was a kyartridge gone from my pouch an' lyin' snng in my rifle. I was hot wid rage against thim all an' I worried the bullet out wid my teeth as fast as I cud, the room bein empty. Then I tuk my boots an' the clanin' rod and knocked out the pin of the fallin' block. Oh! 'twas music whin that pin rowled on the flare! I put ut into my pouch an' struck "a dab av dirt on tbe holes in tbe plate, puttin' the fallin' block back. 'That'll do your business, Vulmea,' sez I, Ivin' easy on the cot. 'Come an' sit on my chest, tbe whole room ay you, an' I will take you to mr-bosom for the biggest divils thai iver cheated halter.' I wud have no mercy on Vulmea. His oi or his life, little I cared! "At dusk they came back, the 12 av thim, an' they had all been dhrinkin'. I was shammin sleep on the cot. Wan man wint outside in the veranda. Whin he whistled they began to rage roun' the room, an carry on trcmenjus. Butlniver want to hear men laugn as tbey did skylarkin', toot 'Twas like mad jackals. in the dhark, an' pop goes the room lamp. I cud hear O'Hara runnin' up an the rattlin' av mv rifle in the rack an' the men breathin' heavy aa they stud roun' my cot. I cud see O'Hara in the light av the veranda lamp an' thin I heard the crack av mr rifle. She cried lond, poor darlint, being mis- Jianoieu. Jext minut nve men were hold in' me down. 'Go easy, sez I; 'fwhat's ut all about?' "Thin. Vnlmea, on the flare, raised a howl you cud hear from wan ind av cantonmints to the other. "I'm dead, I'm butchered, I'm blind,' sez he. 'Saints have mercy on my sinful sowl 1 Slnd for Father Constant I On, eind for Father Constant an' let me go clean!' By that T knew he was not so dead as I cud ha' wisned. "O'Hara picks up the lamp in the veranda wid a hand as stiddy as a rest. 'Fhwat dog's thrick is this av yours?' sez he, an' turns tbe light on Tim Vulmea, that was shwim min' in blood Irom top to toe. The fallin' block had sprung free behin' a full charge av powther good care I tuk to bite down the brass afther takin' out the bullet, that there might be soniethin' to give ut full worth an' had cut Tim from the lip to the corner av the right eye, lavin' the eyelid in tat hers, an' so up an' along by the forehead to the hair. 'Twas more av a rakin' plow, if, you will nndherstand, than a clean cut, an' mver did I see a man bleed as Vulmea did. The dhrink an' the stew that he was in pumped the blood strong. The minut' tbe men sittin' ou my chest heard O'Hara spakin' tbey scattered each wan to his cot, an cried out very politeful, 'Fwhat is ut, Sargint?' " 'Fwhat is ut?' sex O'Hara, shakin' Tim. Well an' good do you know fwhat ut is, ve skulkin', ditch-lurkin' dogs! Get a doolie, an' take this whimperin' scut away. There will be more heard av ut than any av ye will care log.' Vulmea sat up rockin his head in his ment you have conthrived, but by fwaht I've seen 1 know that you cannot commit murdher wid another man's rifle, such shakin' cowards you are. I'm goin' to slape,' I sez, 'an you can blow my head off whoile I lay.' I did not slape, though, for a long time. Can ye wonder? "Next morn tbe news was through all the reg'mint, an' there was nothin' that the men did not tell. O'Hara reports, fair an' easy, that Vulmea was come to grief through tamperiu' wid bis rifle in barracks all for to show themechanicism. An' by my sowl' he had the inipartinince to say that he nas on the spbot at the time, an' cud certify that ut was an accidentl You might ha' knocked my roomful down wid a straw whin they heard that. 'Twas luckv for him that the bhoys were always thryin' to find out how the new rule was made, an a Jot av thim had come up for easin' the pull hy shtickin' bits av grass an' such in the part avthe lock that showed near the thrigger. The first issues"av the 'Tinis was not covered in an I mesilf have eased the pull av mine time an agin. A light pull is ten points on the range to me. " 'I will not have this foolishness,' sez the Colonel; 'I will twist the tail of Vulmea,' cez he; 'but whin he saw him, all tied up an' groanin' in hospital he changed his will. Make him an early conyalescint,' sez he to the doctor., and Vulmea' was made so for a warnin'. His big bloody bandages an' face puckered up to wan side did more to kape tbebhoys from niessin' wid the inside av their rifles than any punishment. "O'Hara gave no reason lor fwhat he'd said, an' all my roomful were too glad to inquire, tho' he put his spite upon thim more wearin' than before. Wan day, how ever, he tuk me apart very polite, for he cud be that at the choosin'. 'You're a good sodger, tho' you're an insolint man,' sez he. " "Fair words, Sargint,' sex I, 'or I may be insolint again.' Tis not like you, sez he, 'to lave your rifle in the rack without the breechpin, for widout the breechpin she was when Vulmea fired. I should ha' lound the break av nt in tbe eyes av the holes, else,' he sex. " 'Sargint,' sex I, 'fwhat wud your life ha' been worth had the breechpin been in place, for on my sowl, my life wud be worth just as mach to me av I tould you whether ut was or was not. Be thankful the bullet was not there,' sez I. " That's thrue,' sez he, pulling his mus tache, 'but I do not believe that you, for all your lip, was in that business.' " 'Sargint,' sez I, 'I could hammer the life out av a man in ten minut's wid my fists if that man dishpleased me; fori am a good sodger, an' I will be threated as such, an' whoile my fists are my own they're strong enough for all work I have to do. They do not fly back toward me,' sez I, lookin' him betunethe eyes. " 'You're a good man,' sez he, lookin' me betune the eyes, an' Oh, he was a gran built man to see. 'You're a good man,' he sez, ' an' I could wish for the pure frolic av utthat I was not a Sargint, or that vou were not a privit, an' you will think me no coward whin I say this thing.' '"I do not,' sez I; 'I saw yon whin Vul mea mishandled the rifle. But, Sargint,' I sez, 'take the wurrd from me now, spakin' as a man to a man wid the sthripes ofl, though 'tis little right I have to talk, me being fwhat I am by natur'. This time ye tuk no harm an' next time ye may not, but, in the ind, ye tak harm an' bad harm. Have thought, Sargint,' sex I, it's worth ut, isn't ut?' "You're a bould man,' sez he, breathin' hard; 'a very bould man. But I am a bould man, tu. Do you go your way, Privit Jlul- 1 will go mine.' YICTOKIA'S LETTERS. Her family Record as Ii Appears in Our State Department, SIGNATURES AT 18 AND AT 71. Joyous Words on Her Wedding and Thank fulness for Each Heir. OTHER IHTEEESTIKG COEEESPOXDBSCE (COsnxsrowDENCE or thi dispatch. 1 Washington, June 14. HE great deuartments of Washington have hidden away in their musty records the ro mances of the greatest men of the United States. There is a tra dition that some very spicy love letters of George Washington are hidden away in the State Department. Others of the records contain references to the troubles which existed nt the time that Peggy O'Neill, the handsome daughter of the Washington tavern keeper married Major Eaton, Jackson's Secretary of War, and set Washington society by the ears, and still others describe tbe troubles which Alexander Hamilton underwent through the persecution of the pretty Mrs. Reynolds. By all odds the most interesting volumes of love and marriage, however, found in these departments are those which contain the letters of kings and queens describing their marriages, and in glowing terms pict uring their gratitude to heaven for the birth of a prince or a princess. According to the fan- yW 3ilunA 'ttS&UcAsj cember, less than a year after her marriage, and it announces the birth of her first child. She writes as follows: Tbe Almlehty having in His infinite goodness been pleased to grant us a Princess, who was born at 1:50 o'clock on tbe 21st of November, we hasten to notify you ol this happy event in tho full conviction from the sentiments of friendship which you Bare evinced toward us on former occasions, that you will take an in terest in an event so important to onr domin ions, and so gratifying to ourselves and to the Prince Consort, and so with our cordial wishes for your welfare and prosperity, we recom mend you to the nroteciion of the Almighty, etc.. etc BIEX1I OF THE PBIJfCE OF 'WAXES. Just one year later comes the announce ment of the birth of Albert tEdward, Prince of Wales, which is chronicled as follows: Tho proofs which we have received of your friendship and of the interest which you take in all that concerns our person and family, do not permit ns to derer announcing to you that the Alinighty.ln His infinite goodness,bas been leased to grant us a Prince, who was born at ucktngham Palace on the mornins of the 9th Instant. In communicating to you an event so highly Important to onr people, and so joyful to ourselves and the Prince Consort, we embrace tbe opportunity of assuring you of our con stant lriendsbip, and we recommend you to tbe protection of tbe Almighty, eta, etc Two years later another Princess1 came, and a few pages further on we find the birth ot a Prince recorded, and so it goes, Princes and iTincesses pepper tbe pages of this great autograph book, and at each new birth Victoria expresses her thanklulness to the Lord and recommends us to the protection of the Almighty. Altogether the Queen has had seven chil dren, and she has enough grandchildren to NO MOEE WRINKLES, Modern Cosmetic Art Has Succeeded in Making the Old Yonn2. TAKING SILVER OUf OP THE HAIE. Hints In Eegard to the Proper Perfames and Hot to Use Them. COARSE WHOLE MEAL FOOD THE BEST Napoleon III, When President The Queen' Signature at IS. hand an' moanin for-Father Constant. "Bedonel sez O'Hara, dhraggin' him np by the hair. "Ye're none so dead that ye can't go 15 years tor thryin' to shoot me.' " 'I did not,' sez Vulmea, 'I was shootin' mesilf.' "That's quare,' sez O'Hara, 'for the front av my jacket is black wid your pow ther.' He tuk up the rifle, that was still warm, and began to lauch. 'I'll make your life hot to you, sez he, 'for attempted mur dher an kapinyour rifleouproperly. You'll be hanged first an' tbin put undher stop pages lor 4bnr-fifteen. The rifle's done for,' sez he. '"Whv, 'tis my riflel sez I, comin' ud to look. 'Vulmea, ye divil, fwbat were you aoin wia ner answer me mat " 'Lave me alone,' sez Vulmea; 'I'm dyinT " " 'I'll wait till you're betther,' s"ez I, 'an' thin we tu will talk ut out umbrageous." "O'Hara pitched Tim into the doolie, none too tinder, but all the bhoys kep' by their cots, which was not the sign av innocent men. I was huntin' ivrywhere for my fallin' block, but-notflndin' ut at alllniver found nt. "'Xoxr fwbat will I -do?' sez O'Hara, swingih'thVveranda light in his hand an lookin' down the room. 'Light the lamp, ye dogs,' an' wid that he turned away, an' I saw him walkin' off. "So wan said a word for a time. They was all ashamed; past spache. "Fwhat djon think ha will dot' uz wan of thim at last. 'He knows we're all inut "Are-weso?'i,iezI-fromr my cot. -.The man that's lhalTKJ-'me will.be hnrtr Tdn '"Black Jack is the maither, sez Ki, J not know,' sex V'whal onderHanddhril. vaney, an l will go mine. "We had no further spache thin or afther, but wun by another he drafted the twelve av my room out into other rooms an' got thim spread among the comD'nies, for they was not a eood sort to live together, an' the company ofPcers saw ut. They wud ha' shot me in the night av tbey had known fwhat I knew, but they did not." An' in the ind, as I said, O'Hara met his death for his diviltry. He wint his own way too well, Eyab too well! Shtraight to that affair widout turnin' to the right or to the let' he wint, an' may the Lord hare mercy on his sowl. Amin." "Ear! 'ear!" said Orthens, pointing the moral with a wave of his pipe, "an' this is 'im oo would be a bloomin' Vulmea all for the sake of Mullins an' a bloomin' button!" "Orthens," I said hastily, for the ro mances of Private Ortheris are slightly too daring; for publication, "look at the sun; it's a quarter past six." "Oh! Three-quarters of an hour for five an' a 'arf milesl We'll have to run like Jimmy O." The three musketeers clambered onto tbe bridge and departed hastily in the direction of the cantonment road. When I overtook them I offered them two stirrups and a tail, which tbey accepted enthusiastically, Ortheris held the tail, and in this manner we trotted steadily through the shadows by an unlrroueuted road. At the turn into the cantonments we heard carriage wheels. It was the Colonel's barouche, and in it sat the Colonel's wife and daughter. I caught a suppressed chuckle, and my beast sprang forward with a lighter step. The three musketeers had vanished into the night THEY'LL GST A CHANGE. conrt etiquette of Europe whenever a son or daughter is born to a ruler a letter is sent to the State Department, These letters are carefully filed. They are bound in great morocco covered books, and they constitute the most valuable autograph collection ot the United States. Manv of the pages are bordered with black, announcing the death of a ruler, but such an announcement is al ways accompanied by the proclamation of another to the throne, and the old rule, the King is dead, long live the King, ever holds good. VICTOEIA AT EIGHTEEN. It takes one large volume to contain the court letters of Great Britain, and there are many autographs of Queen Victoria scat tered through the pages. The first letter she writes was penned when at sweet 18 she stepped out of private life into tbe the throne of the greatest Government on the face of tbe globe. Her letter announcing her ascent is written on blue foolscap pajier, with a nar row black border in honor of the death of William IV. The signature is boldly penned jrtAJr $ mriihjuud uCeLli The Quten'i Signature at 71 Mr. Madison Square Drops Onto the Loss of Appetite Rnalnrns In Good Time. Alex. E. Sweet's Correspondence. "What is tbe matter with you, Matilda ? You don't eat as fluently as usual," re marked Mr. Madison Square to his wife at the dinner table a few days ago. "I have not been feeling well for some time. I think the girls and myself will have to eet a change of air this summer," replied Mrs. Madison Square languidly. "O, you do, do you? Your health is in a precarious fix? If all you want is a little change, I'll lend you a quarter. So you are off again this summer to some health" resort? Suppose you take me alone. That will be a change. You want to go to Saratoga, where the porter collects 60 cents if von look at him, with 25 cents extraifyou sneeze. And you can't fool me by saying that mavbe one of the girls will catch a husband, for I know what these seaside engagements amount to. Because Eebecca bagged Jacob at a well that's no sign that our g'irls can do the same thing at a water ing place. The men have learned a great deal since then. You have got your mouth fixed for Long Branch, where you can sit on the piazza and talk three Lours at a stretch and listen to a brass band that makes the tide ebb before its time. You and the girls will stay right here for a change, with the accent on the change, where the change will not be spent before the summer is. If yon really want the wild enjoyment you get at the average summer resort you can sleep out in the woodshed and d.iub your face with walnut juice. Want to go to a water ing place, do you? What's the matter with the pump on the corner?" Exit Mrs. Madison Square, indignant. WOMEN CHECK-WEITEES. Unscrnpnlons Persons Can Easily Kalse tbe Amonals In Olany Cases, "It's a great wonder," said a Pittsburg bank cashier yesterday, "that lady deposi tors are not continually being defrauded, because of their manner of drawing checks. Of course, when they draw them at the bank we can correct the. Bnt the checks they write during their shopping tours would, I should think, be a constant temptation to people with tough consciences. -They could be so easily raised. Nearlv all, except the experienced ones, ail to fill out the line after patting down the amount and any bungler could raise the figures. It is a bless ing, therefore, that most" of the checks are drawn to the order of the reputable business houses of the city. "Frequently their checks are for ridicu lously small amounts. It is the new depos itors who write them. It is a novelty, and they appear to leave all their small change and big change, too, for that matter at home, for tbe purpose of enjoying it I have had as many as 16 checks Irom one woman in one day and some for amounts as small as 5 cents. Tbe other day' a check was pre sented here for 19 cents." . in a schoolgirl hand, and she evidently wrote it very carefully. The ink is ns. black to-day as it was when it reached 'the State Department during tbe administration of President Van Buren. and the indorsement of the great Minister Palmerston appears in the same ink below it. The letter reads: Victoria, bv the Grace of God. Queen ot the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, Defender of tbe Faitb. etc, etc, to the Presi dent ot tho United States of America. Sendeth greeting: Onr good friend: It is with .the deepest affliction that we announce to you the decease of our most honored and beloved uncle, bis late Majesty King William the IV., of blessed memory, whom it plcasetb God to call from mis worm on ine morning oi tne -via instant, at 2:12 o'clock. In the 72d year ot bis ago and the seventh of bis reign. Wbile-we thns com municate to you tho earliest Intelligence of this mournful event, we feel convinced that you will participate-in our own and the public grief for the loss of a sovereign whose memory is justly dear to his family and to his snbjects of evory class. In acquainting you at the same time without accession to the tbrono of this kincdom, we eannot omit to assure you that It will be our most earnest deire to cultivate and maintain tbe relations of friendship and good start a township. She has a number of cousins, and her family costs England about $4,000,000 a year. I saw Queen Vic toria in Scotland about three years ago. She is fat and dnmpy now, and all the romance has gone 'out of her soul. Her silly attachment for John Brown made her ridiculous. QUEEN VICTORIA'S FUf ANCE3. She has an immense private fortune from which she has a big income in addition to that received from the Government, and she manages her money so well that it grows from year to year. Her husband, when he died, felt abont S3.000.000. and tho letter chronicling his death, which I find in this autograph album of the State Department was written by Albert Edward, Prince of Wales, who was then 21 years old. This is tbe first time that Albert Edward's name ocenrs in our state correspondence. It is probab'y the first time he had anything to do with the governing of England, and it is worthy of record. It reads as follows: Albert Edward, Frlnce of Wales, to the Presi dent or the United States of America, Sendeth Ureetlng: My Vert Good Fbiesd The Queen, my beloved mother, has sustained an overwhelm ins loss in the aeath of my beloved and mourned father. His Royal Highness, tbe Princo Consort, Prince Albert Eduard of Saxe-Coburc-Gotha, Duke of Saxony, whicb took place at Windsor Castle at 10.50 o'clock. In the night of tbe 11th ultimo, after a short illness, in tho 43d year of his age. You can well con ceive tbo utter desolation and grief of the Queen under the unexpected bereavement wnlch Her Majesty, her family and her coun try have undergone. In these deeply afflicting circumstances X have been commanded to write in this one instance on behalf of my dis consolate mother, lor tbe purpose of announc ing tbe fatal event. Tbe Queen is persuaded tbat you will kindly receive this notification as from herself, and that you will give her your kindly sympathy unaer tbe heavy trial whicb It has pleased Divine Providence to visit her. And so I recommend you to the protection ot tbe Almighty. x our very uooa x riend, AXBEBT EDWABD. Osbuen House, tbeSth of January, 1802. HOW SIGNATTJBE3 CHANGE. Her last signatures have materially rWMTTEX TOB TUB DISPATCH.'! What the modern cosmetic art does not hold for women is hardly worth looking for. Come with me to a New York toilet house I have in mind. A page opens the door to the shadowy, scented interior, delieiously fresh and cool with its tea rose tinted walls, polished floor, bare bnt ior a Turkish rug here and there, and the harmonics bric-a-brac which fills without crowding the room. The semblance of & shop is almost lost, for there are no counters or wallcases, but white and gold tables strewn with luxurious toilet wares, and Louis XVL cabinets, also white and gold, loaded with charming things, each in its own color, one violet scent bags, boxes, cbina pots and perfume .cases all in the favorite tint, another jonquil yellow, a .third robin's-egg blue, a fourth jade-green, a pretty and soothing attention to color. A white and gold hamper is piled with pale purple satine bags of lavender flowers for scenting linen, generous bags holding a pint of the sifted flowers, the sweetest, freshest scent in the world. Another great basket is heaped with almond-meal bags in white muslin for the bath, yet another with the finest velvetv sponges. One glittering case is filled with brushes and combs in cm bossed silver of rich designs, others with tortoise shell and gold, in Marie An toinette's taste, and you can order a toilet comb set with rnbies and pearls, if you like, with your crest in the middle. SPECIALTIES IN PEBFUMEBT. The scent sachets are a specialty, for the perfuming of houses and -wardrobes is a business by itself nowadays, and an order for scenting a house is a very .welcome and profitable thing The variety of sachets is a credit to the invention of the makers. These lengths of wadded and painted satin, a yard and a half by three-eighths; what are tbey for but to line bureau drawers, so that every piece of lace laid in them will take tbe perfumes as it waits tbe wearing. Longer and broader ones in pale India silk or chinee with flowers are to lay in tbe great boxes which hold rich dresses, or hang up in closets against the wall, so that gowns and cloaks may take the scent Long ones are to hang inside the skirt of dresses when worn, thin ones to baste inside jackets, and round ones to wear in the crowns of bonnets to perfume the hair. Glove sachets of white satin, embroidered with the flower whose fragrance they carry, are luxurious enough for tbe pillow of the loves and graces together; and ladies have their foot-rugs interlined with vertivcrt and sandalwood dust to keep away moth. As all women know, it is the hardest thing to find a really good and lasting sachet powder that will "carry the essence of the flower without more ot the base, as perfumers call it, tbe infinitesimal of musk, ambergris or pimento, which serves to give it body. changed from the first Her V's are now made with a great flourish instead of being an ordinary wedge, and taking two signa tures, one written when she first ascended the throne and another penned but a few months ago, one would not imagine the two to be written by the same person. The same thing holds good of other signa tures. These royal autograph books contain the names of Napoleon during different periods of his lite. When he was first elected President of the French Eepublic ho wrote his name L.N. Bonaparte, and the letter in which he announces his acceptance of the place is very moderate and full of patriotism and republicanism. On another page a letter is pasted in. It is dated only a year later, but in it Louis Napoleon ha& thrown off bis title of Bonaparte and signs himself simply N. Napoleon. In the next -A T X-d &u Signature or the Prince of Wales. understanding whicb so happily subsist be tween tbe two countries; and tbat Itwill always afford us further opportunities of proving the Interest we take in the welfare and prosperity of the United States, and so we recommend yon to tbe protection of tbe Almighty. Given at our Conrt at Kensineton, tho twentv-third day of June, in tbe year of our Lord 183, and tbe first year of our reign. Your Good Friend, . VlCTOlIIA B. SHEEP'S EYES AT TATJX. Victoria's next letter is on white paper. It gives the credentials of Henry Stephen Fox as Minister to America, and again rec ommends us to the protection ot the Al mighty. Tbe letter following- this reads like copperplate, and it contains tbe an nouncement of the Queen's marriage with Prince Albert Victoria was then 21 years of age. She had several lovers before she fell in love with Prince Albert One of these was Lord Elpbinstone, a tall, fine looking Scotch peer who was made Governor of Madras, in India, in order to get him out of the way of the futnre Queen. Another was Lord Fitzallen, but Fitzallen was a Boman Catholic, and he fell in love with a Hse on CtAvtA Napoleon JIT. When Emperor. Napoleon 111. When Prince. barmaid. His family sent him to Athens to get him out of the way of the barmaid and be lost the Queen. It is said thai the Queen later in lire cast sheep's eyes at our own new Congressman, Mr. Vaux, but however this may be, she married Prince Albert in great style and began to raise children as rapidly as any poor man's wife on the Western" frontier. Just about a year after the ceremony she had her first child, and there is no doubt that her marriage was a happy one. Tbe letter in which she announces ber marriage i. written in tbe following jubilant lan guage, and is signed iu a bold, round hand. It reads: ANNOUNCEMENT OF HEE MAERIAOE. The celebration of our marriage with His Royal Highness, the Prince Albert Francis Augnstus Charles Emmanuel, second son of His Serene Highness the reigning Duke of Saxe-Cobnrg-Gotba, having taken place at Lon don, im the 10th of tbe present montb, we lose no time In notifying you of this event. The sentiments of friendship which you have already manifested toward us on, other occa sions, afford ns tbe assurance tbat you will take an Interest la an event whicb, by tbe blessing of the Almighty will, we trust, con tribute to tbe welfare ot our people and secure our own domestic happiness. And so with our cordial wishes for your welfare and prosperity, we recommend you to tbe nroteetlon or th Almlehty. 1'he sen letter u aatea the lita of Be. letter he drops the Louis and comes out boldly as "Napoleon, the Emperor." Shortly after he became Emperor he an nounced bis marriage with Eugenie. This mnrriage took place in 1853, nearly 20 years before he lost his throne. It was a love match, and the letter written in French which Napoleon sends about it is interest ing. He says tbat he hopes that the mar riage may promote the friendship between the two countries, and closes by recommend ing us to God and signing himself, "Our Good Friend, Napoleon." The book of French autographs is full of social history of the royalty of France. Louis Philfippe shortly before his ascension to the French throne announced the mar riage oi his son to the President of the United States, and a short time later I find his signature appended to a letter stating that the Comte de Paris, his grandson, has been born. Louis Phillippe is one of the best penmen of all the kings. His letters look more like diplomas tbat State corre spondence. Miss Gbundt, Jb. FASHIOHABLE WETTING PAPEB. Tellow and Other Pale Tints Are Popular Just Now Cards for Teas. Detroit Free Press. Yellow, very deep yellow, known as "pumpkin," is the new color in writing paper, and is stamped with silver and lead. A caprice is to stamp the paper with the day of the week in Spanish or Arabic; the letters in red on yellow having a peculiar effect For those who like a more delicate paper there are a variety of pale tints, two combined running diagonally across both the envelope and paper and dotted here and there with a tiny butterfly of another shade. There is little change in form, but some of the en'ftlopes are long with square flaps. Cards for "teas" are cream white, a trifle longer than they are wide. Across the top a teapot in the style known as "Japan esque," a cup and saucer, and sugar bowl are embossed in copper or silver, underneath in letters of silver or copper are the words "Thursday, tea at 6," "Come to tea," or "tea party," there being a multitude ot forms to suit tbe taste of the tea giver. WOJTDEBFUL SCALES. They Will Weigh a Hnlr or a SIsnataro In Lend Pencil Upon n Card. St. Loals Globe-Democrat. 1 A fine thing in tbe way of delicately ad justed scales has just been turned out by a Philadelphia firm lor the mint at New Orleans. There are two pair. The larger has a capacity of 10,000 ounces troy, or about 785 pounds avoirdupois, and when loaded to its full capacity will indicate the variation of one-thousandth of an inch. The other, pair is intended' for lighter work. All of its bearings are of agate. This instrument is believed to be the most delicate In the world. It will give the precise weight of a human hair and is sus ceptible o the slightest atmospheric change. A signature written'on a card with an or dinary pteucll will make a perceptible differ- esce lnxno weigni oi ut card. INDIVIDTAIiinr IN PEEFUMES. A lady's perfumes are serious considera tions, for they carry her individuality with them, and it behooves her to be careful what she allows about her. Some women always suggest the odious English white rose sachets, which smell of pepper and musk combined, wiih a suffocating effect, and others have cheap heliotrope which sav ors too much of tbe vanilla bottle in the kitchen, and others use those cosmopolite scents which belong to no flower in particu lar. The odors of white flowers now suit fashionable taste from an idea that they are more delicate than colored ones, at least the suggestion of flower and scent together is more pleasing. Accordingly, white rose, wbite lilac, white violet, white iris, jonquil and white orchid figure on the list of new perfumes. The heavy cut crystal bottles with silver or enamel holders are the choice at present, but porcelain flagons are the best to keep scents in, for an experienced chemist says they shonld be kept cool and dark to pre serve their essence, and prevent their grow ing flat. The delicate and costly handker chief extracts are used in spite of the para graph that everything is scented except the kerchief, one of those emanations which smells of the brain it came Irom. The toilet waters ior spraying rooms and using in tbe bath are usually tinctured with some re freshing herb, lavender, citron, or the East Indian grass vertivert, and a rich, old-fashioned scent breathes of sandal, cedrat aud bergamot in skillful blending, an odor which charms and invigorates. SOFTENING THE HANDS. What do you want to supplement vour defects, It one may imagine you to have any, madam? Something to whiten and soften the hands and keep them supple and soft while you are camping out this summer in the Sierras, where one grows so healthy and so orownr uream oi strawberries, it you please. Here it is, a delicious looking, del icate scented emulsion, tempting one to taste it as some luscious fruity confection. It is nnrivaled for the hands, whitening and softening them to perfection, the newest and one of the oldest French cosmetics re vived again. The latest Parisian lotions are colorless liquids which astringe the skin and neu tralize its oiiiness, or creams, with glycer ine, which keep the face in a perpetual moisture, plumping the tissues and erasing lines; There is real benefit for wrinkles and sallow complexions in tbese famous recipes, if intelligently used. This charming little pot of toilet cream will last two months rightly applied, and soften the face to a marvel by its protecting layer on the skin. I saw it made the other day in the labora tory, and bad a band-in tne mixing, just to say so; and for all there was iu it I should not be afraid to eat it now, The freshest of fresh eggs and lemon juice, sugar, almond oil and rose water mixed with utmost care and cleanliness, stirred and beaten for hours upon hours, smelling delicately as if a rose had been dipped into it sometime, should make a tempting cosmetic to create beauty or restore it to itself. SWEETENING THE BBEATH. Cosmetic medicines form a separate branch of study, and supplement a toilet dealer's stock iu trade as naturally as tooth brushes. I think you asked me awhile ago for some thing to keep your breath as sweet as your lover's, madam how did you know it was so sweet? No matter. "We all ieel the charm of balmy breath that doth almost persuade justice to sheathe her sword," and this bottle of clear red liquid, with a few drops poured iu a glass of water, will Durily the breath and all within the lips that one need not mind how closely the hearers' attention hangs upon them. The same liquid is sovereign for dyspepsia, and reduces the interior to an amiable state very quickly. It is nice to have something "one can depend on to neu tralize the breath from a decaving tooth in that state where the dentist cannot work at 14 or undo the effects of a sleepless night, which never fails to leave tbe breath af fected. A few drops of such a tincture will often prevent the toothache, which comes of eating sweets. In short, a really.'good tooth wash is the first of cosmetic necessities. TAKING OUT 'WBINKIiES. But all that is in bottles you can become acquaiuted with as easily as I can tell vou. What you want to know more about, Iup pose.are the wonderlul mystic performances ot toilet specialists who take old society women, jaded, and wrinkled and thin, with the galley slave life they lead, and turn them out smooth rounded and growing younger as the weeks of treatment roll on. What with electricity, facial massage, air pumps "id toilet cupping, a realfv old woman bids fair to be a novelty, outside the country, wo will assume you are old, wrinkled with the tell-tale parentheses each side tbe mouth and the line across the top of the nose by which men say they tell a woman's aze. Ther will have to learn more if they think to know a woman's age hereafter by anything but the expression of her eyes, .which can not be counterfeited yet awhile by most people. And beware of those who can imitate the tender, innocent, appealing look as of a stray seraph, for they come from the other place direct. The specific treatment for wrinkles must bekept up for six week vigorously, and ap plied afterward as occasion requires. At night bath the face in hot water, as hot as can be borne, and steam it till the pores are opened when a fine unguent is gently rubbed into tbe skin which nourishes and strengthens it Then the operator begins the massage, which is not rubbing so much as working the parts. She begins by stros ing with the thumbs above the eyebrows you can't do it yourself pressing outward perhaps 25 times. Then she works all round the orbit-of the eyes, and you have no idea how it rests the tired nerves of sight TWENTY 3IINTJTE3 OF FUSSING. Down the temples is the next pass, then the cheeks are stroked round, increasing their plumpness or tbeir tendency that way. The lines at the side of the nose and mouth are very gently stroked across and upward, and the drooping muscle of tbe lower cheek has especial attention and a dash of salt and brandy lotion sometimes to restore its firm ness. A skillful operator will fuss over your face 20 minutes and if you don't bap pen to look exactly beautiful, immediately, you feel so. All this massage is worth every dollar it costs for the nervous relief it gives. Many women never know for years what it is to feel rested and soothed till they come nnder the hands of a masseur. The massage alone is enough to take 20 years off a woman's age, but when the wrin kles are deep, after the penetrating ungent has had time to nourish the skin a little, cupping is employed. The apparatus is a glass cup with rubber bulb attached, which, when pressed, creates a vacuum under it. ine ssin is drawn into tne cup and the suc tion takes the creases out Tbe wrinkle treatment is harmless enough if one wants to bother with it Taken in time, with enough exercise given the parts of tbe face, wrinkles will become only a word in tbe dictionary, or there will be shops which supply them for lady physicians and poli ticians, as they supply gray hair switches for those who want them. BEAUTY'S FBOPEK FOOD. The most skillful and best informed toilet specialists of the cities make the coarse whole meal food an indispensable part of their diet, as it aids the work of beauty so effectually. It makes fine flesh, it feeds the nerve, and teeth that have begun to crumble and decay renew themselves on .this food with sound bone and euamel. There is no need to write to me for this bread. It is to be had wherever one can grind good wheat between coarse stones without bolting it, and bake such flour cakes mixed with milk and water in a very hot oven till thoroughly brown. That is all. Such was the bread the patriarchs ate when they lived hundreds ofyears. It is good solely becanse it con tains the elements needed for the body in the best and most eatable shape. It is notable when living on sound food how quickly the hair and nails grow, and how the former renews Its gloss. I have latelv heard on the testimony of a very creditable and conservative medical man, of hair which had turned gray, regaining its color with health. If any one else has proof of such a phenomenon, it is too interesting not to be made public. Nature has secrets to reveal of her renewing powers, unaided by the sfc.ui oi even nign ana intelligent art We may be thankful to accomplish so much for beauty by means of perfumed and delicate cosmetics. But there Is a bolder step to take when we can look to the serene and simple processes of nature for restoration. Shibley Dabs. THE AMERICAN GIBL Has Pushed Herself Forward Into Every Field of Usefulness. FITTED TO MEET MISFORTUNE. A Traa Exponent of the American Idea of the Dignity of Labor. THE WHOLE TBUTH FEOH A "fflTMBS PHILOSOPHIC REFLECTIONS. rwairnHr tob thi dispatch bt a countbt PARSON. THE doctrine of tha survival of tbe fittest Is a fact. Tha works of nature demonstrate the truth of such a proposition. True it Is. tha demonstration is often the wort of time, but it is none the lesfa verity. Tho frail trees of the forest succumb to tbe onslaught of the tempest, while the sturdy ones stand the blast. In every ace of the world, and In every conntry from time Immemorial the question has been put, "where shall we get tbe statesmen, tbe war riors and tbo orators like nnto tbosa that garland the world with glory to-day?" Ood has always answered tbese questions by fllllne emercencies as necessities arise. Ont of an apparently chaotic mass of embryotic material have been evolveu men to fill the empty niches of tbe world. There is no probability tbat tbe author of material and spiritual things will lose His cunning. PitE3iDENT .LrNCOLN was not a man of the mostrebned tastes of aesthetic cultnre. His philosophy was tho outcome of a sturdy man hood that gained its maturity amid the work shops of nature. Artificiality and effeminacy were non-essential to tbe success ot bis mission. The elements were so mingled in tne man tbat tbe problem of human slavery, in its outward form, at least, was solved. The great alchemist so mixed the constituent parts of bis character that tbe divine prescription eradicated tbo dis ease. AND yet reflection suggests tbat Lincoln was only an atom of a great whole. He was but one treo in tbe forest Seward and Grant and tbe thousands who took up arms for their country in Its time of danger, were Inst as pecessary in their varied SDiieros as was Lincoln. It is little less than folly to spccnlate or look upon future necessities with pessimistic eyes, when tbe past nas oeen so iruiuui in men ior emergencies. Futurity is always pregnant. The colored problem, so-called, is a bugaboo tbat alarms a goodly portion of onr citizens and our statesmen are scratching tbeir craniums for a solution. Some where in God's universe there is a method and a man. Tbe method is in the mind of tho Almighty, and the man's mother may be rocking him to sleep in a home made cradle to tbe music of the trees that sing around a lonely log cabin in tbe woods or amid the unfamiliar ravines of tbe Bocky Mountains. What an age of progress we are living m. Hygiene Is increasing tbe length of human life, electricity is abolishing distance, or rob bing it of its influence. Over-cautious men tell ns the world is moving too fast; man is presuming too much; he is handling the forces of nature too flippantly. In Isolated cases tbis may be true, bnt as a fact of broad accepta bility It has no existence. The wheels of material progress have always been lubricated wltb human blood. Strange! Yes, tbat must be admitted, but over all tbe doctrine of tbe survival of tbe fittest remains a fact. Fair weather never made a good sailor, peace a good soldier. The existence of danger In gen erated power is never provea wiwout disaster. Tbe death of one man from tbe touch of tbe electric wlro may save a hundred other lives. The explosion of a six-horse power boiler may save a thousand lives on board a steamship. Equiixbbiuu Is only maintained in the man ner indicated. It is well to weigh probabilities in tbe scales of past experience, to anticipate possibilities from present environment but there is no need for over-anxious solicitude about tbe future. The fading rays of thepast aro sufficient to illuminate the pathway of the future far enough ahead to -avoid irreparable disaster. Tbe Sontbern question, tbe alien problem, tbe supply of meu of brain and brawn to meet coming emergencies are all In tbe bands of a power ot illimitable magnitude. It is as true as truth can be, "There is a divinity shapes onr ends, rough hew tbem bow we will." fWBlTTXX 70S TUM niBPATC&l "It is a curious fact that there wers bo girl babies in the Garden of Eden." "No boy babies, either, I believe." "That is of less consequence," said tha first speaker, who was a mother of daugh ters. "Of course, there wouldn't be boys, because no mischief was contemplated. Ton see, it was already a place of perfect happiness; so the girls were not needed. Afterward, when Adam and Eve had been driven out and all the trouble in the world was on their shoulders, God in His mercy sent daughters to comfort them." Tho mother who evolved this novel ex planation intended no disrespect to the boys. She wished merely to emphasize tbe girls. But was there ever a time when the import, ance of girls needed, emphasizing? It cer tainly does not now, for the girls are declar ing themselves; and in the most sensible and charming manner possible. Just at the time when a good many of our young men are turning their backs scornfully npon all industry save tbe toil of spending the money their fathers got for them, countless multi tudes ot onr girls have suddenly grown tired of constituting a leisure class, and have swarmed into every field of work and enterprise. Into Every Field. "Within the memory of middle-aged people, tbe girl who was unhappily compelled to earn her own living had this range of choice: She could teach; she could sew; she could go out to service; she could take in washing; in a few localities she could work in the factories. Now the girl who is compelled to work and tbe girl who is not compelled has stepped with self possessed grace upon pretty nearlv every round of the industrial ladder. She becomes a doctor, and is just as likely as her brother to get a good practice. She'becomes a law yer, and gets along somehow. She studies architecture, and succeeds at it She studies art, not merely that she may paint pictures, but that she may get money returns. She takes possession of business offices, and long ago she became the majority behind tha sales counters. And every day she under takes something new and mates a success of it The girl who works is no longer regarded with compassion. Bather she is admired and many times is envied. It is not alona that necessity drives her that she works. It is because ambition calls. She wants a career of useiul activity, and she makes it for heself. She has as much social lile as her ambitions brother, and she enjoys it with a keener zest than ever before. And she will marry when the right time and the right man presents himself, and if the hand of misfortune shall smite, she will not sink helpless nnder the blow. MUTING IN GBAVE TAED3. A Half million Dollars' Worth of Gold Goes to Auierlcnn Cemeteries Each Year, St. Louis Globe-Democrat. 3 Some French crank, with a taste for statistics that are of no value to any one, has figured it out that the dentists of Amer ica annually insert in the teeth of their customers about 1,800 pounds of gold.wbich represent a costb? $450,000. This gold is never recovered, of course, but is buried with the person in whose mouth it is placed. The statistician then goes on to show tbat, allowing lor the rapid increase in the popu lation of the United States, and the still more rapid deterioration of American teeth, that within 100 years the cemeteries of this country will contain more gold than is now in circulation in France. When that state of affairs is reached, mining companies for the working of cemeteries will be a matter of course. Helpless In Misfortune. "Oh, if I could only do somethlngl" said a widowed lady to me one time. As the daughter of one rich man, and the wife of another, she had lived through her years of envied happiness, secure in the certainty that privation could never come her way. And yet just now her rich husband had died and left her without a dollar iu the world. Her inheritance had gone aud without a spar to cling to she was cast into the deep waters to sink or swim. And not only she, but tbe crippled child which was the only precious thing she now possessed. She could play very well; she could sing very well; she could paint tolerably, and she could embroider. But not one of her accomplishments had a commercial value which she could exchange for a calico gown or one day's food. Training Tip Independent GIrli. A man I have in mind who possesses much wealth, includingsons and daughters, has had every one of his children taught a trade or a profession. And the teaching has been so thorough aud so practical that each member ot that household could any day turn effort into money. The peculiarity In tbis case is that tbe father has been more diligent in having his daughters made self supporting than in having his sons taught A boy has a better chance in the world, he says, but a woman needs the best equipment she can have to battle against adversity. And, iu this country particularly, adversity may come any moment; for fortunes are lost far more easily than they are gained. "It my daughters," he says, "have capable husbands and well-provided homes, what I have taught them will do no harm. If otherwise, what I have taught tbem will do much good, and should I lose my money thev will not have to marry Tom. Dick or Harry in order to keep from starving." Tbey Are Trne Amerleana. It is a rather startling thought that just now American girls seem to be the truest opponent of the American idea. They are the ones who eagerly and of their own free will assert and maintain the dignity and in dependence of labor. So that, after all, tha women are likely to be the true conservators of the Eepublic. And tbe charming part of it all is tbat the girls are doing tbeir patriotic, work without fussing about theories and principles and high abstractions. He Told tbe Whole Truth. Th'e robust and healthful independence which should always be suggested by the oaue "American" has not been wholly monopolized by the girls, much of it as they now possess. A man of very genuine and inspiring independence was a witness in a Western Pennsylvania court not long ago. A lawyer, who had the cross-examining of this witness, tells the story. Everything went well until a certain question had been asked, and of much as it answered as ful filled the lawyer's desires. "Stop, therel Don't tell any more about thatl" "But there is more to tell. Iharea't folly answered the .uestion." The muzzle was held firmly in place, but the witness was not subdued. Even when the Court had rebuked him he was still re spectiullv insubordinate, "I have been brought here by authority," he argued. "I have been required to tate a solemn oath to tell tbe truth, the whole) truth and nothing but the trutb. Now. yoa must allow me to keep the oath yon made me swear. Neither Court nor counsel has a right to force me into perjury just because the connsel don't want just quite the whole truth. I insist on my right to give the re mainder of my answer." "And, if you'll believe me," said the dis gusted lawyer, "that hayseed court sus tained him, and I lost my case." James C. Pubdt. CODE OP TTTP, CABLES. A Conference to Itednce the Limit for Oi Word to Eight Loner. There is to be an ocean cable conference at Paris thissnmmer.and the principal busi ness to be talked about is a motion to reduce the limit of letters in a code word to eight instead of ten, as at the present time. Tho proposal has caused a wail of indignation, not onlv in tbis country, but also in England and Paris. This ten-letter limit has been in vogue so long that the codes are nearly all based, on It, and a general recon struction of all codes will be required if the -motion prevails.
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