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ever "since you were a clrild. "While vou
have not seen much of me, perhaps, stifl I
feel a certain right to care for-rou."
"You are very good, indeed you are,'"
Daisy answered prettily, "please don't
scold me, the first thing, to prove your
goodness."
Breton noted a new air of half coquetry.
The shy, silent girlish dignity, which had
inade her seem to him unlike other women
Tras broken by a touch of that light wooing
W3V women have; women who live on
admiration, women who win by their wily
daintiness Yet her sweet dark eyes had
-already shadowed into graveness to meet
Iris own. "Would it not be possible to con
"vince her of the dangers she faced, to in
duce her to go home again? Even as he
thought this, she said: "You must meet
Jdiss Sonaday."
"I have met Miss Sonaday."
Ehc did not note his inflection.
"Ah! if you know her, you know what m
dear, sweet, true girl she is."
"1 have observed that she is very charm
ing" A brilliant idea struck Daisy. "Won't
you join us at supper after the theater? I
know Freda nil! be glad to have you
come."
Supper after the theater. How well she
knew the phrase; and this was Daisy!
"Will you not permit me?"
"Oh, nol Freda and I have supper here.
The head waiter lets us have a little table,
though it's after hours."
"Rather lonely?"
"Oh, no! Charlie or Parlance those are
hovs in the company often come with us.
I should like you to meet them, too. They
are such nice fellows."
"Every word went through Breton.
"1 shall be delighted, he said referring
back to the supper. "May I call at the
theater for you and Miss Sonaday?"
"I get out carlv before the piece is over.
'"We hjd better all meet here."
Freaa, however, was particularly late.
Breton and Daisy had already begun sup
per when, with a flinging open of the door,
the came. Her cheeks were bright and her
eyes sparkling. The Persian lamb boa she
had u.ed in the last act was still in soft
fleeciness about her throat, and her cap had
a specially jaunty tip. Daisy realized un
casilv that her friend looked more than
usually "like an actress."
"Is this Mr. Breton?" Freda extended
her hand, adding: "I didn't know whom
Daisy meant I meet so many people, but
I remember you quite welL" This with an
arch turn of her head and a little smile up
through her lashes then: "Let's have sup
per up stairs, Daisy. This big room, lighted
at one end, alwava gives me the horrors.
Mr. Breton will understand that our
, rooms are our parlor. Besides Fred Stick
or iscomins."
"Fred Sticknor, who was at school?"
"Yes, they close to-night. I persuaded
llim to v ait over. The company docs Bal
timore next. He's gone down to get the
manager to change nis ticket He can go
over just as well in the morning."
Daisy felt a bit bewildered, but before
the knew what was going on supper was
served in Freda's room and Freda was giv
ing Breton permission to order wine.
, "Champagne?"
"The actresses' wine?" she said mocking
Iji "Yes, it you choose.
" "How willFredknow where we are?" ven
tured Daisy.
"I told h'im 238. He will come right up.
It was rather late for him to ask in the of
fice. You see," turning to Breton, "we
stage people are careful of appearances
when'its quite convenient."
J Daisy flushed. She fancied she caught a
! glance from Breton. Oh, if Freda would
only act like herself, her sweet, bright,
'usual self!
A footstep sounded in the silent hall, and
Freda called as someone passed the door.
"Here you are, dear boy! Mr. Breton
Sticknor. Fred, you remember Daisy.
, "Very little changed, I think, don't you?
Sit clown, sit down."
Meanwhile she disposed of Sticknor's
leavy coa on the bed, which was pretty
welL covered now -with raps. Then sha
opened the door slightly.
"That," she explained, "is for propriety."
She looked at Breton. "Of course the peo
ple who go by say to themselves: Those
dreadful actresses, having supper at this
. lourJ' But at least the open door proves
that we are observing the proprieties. As
for being actresses, half the critics will tell
you that I, for one, am none; and as for
Supper, we must cat actresses or not As
for the hour how coujd we make it earlier?
You outsiders arc so brilliant in your judg-
ment of us. Not that we are any better than
we -eem"'
Freda lifted her glass airily.
"Tliat would be impossible!" said Breton
Softly.
"Just like a play, isn't it, Fred. Daisy,
you are not eating."
Poor Daisj 's head was too much in a
whirl to permit of her eating. "What had
come to Freda? She and Breton were so
hrillianly merry that the silence of Stick
nor apparently passed nnnoticed, but Daisy
wondered at his heavy frown and his look
of pain. By 1:."0 Freda said cheerily: "We
must turn you out Daisy and I have gone
beyond our hours. Daisy and I here usually
sup on crust and cheese, and retire at 12.
Bo, too, does Fred, I'll warrant Bv the
way. You have been so quiet, Fred that
you may stop a few minutes to tell Daisy
and me'of your wanderings. But, you Bir,
must go."
"I shall hope to see more of you later,"
Said Breton.
"You might come to the theater."
"v "Yoa are too good!"
V "I hope notl" Their eyes met, and poor
"Dais felt like crying.
"" "You were good to permit me to outstay
your other guest," Sticknor said wearily,
'but I fear I cannot amuse you."
"Ugh! don't look so sombre. Daisy,
Fred here has a lecture for me. Bun in
Tour room, that's a dear, and spare me the
humiliation of being scolded betore you."
Daisy glanced helplessly at the clock,
then said obediently: "Good-nieht," and
passed to her room through the connecting
door. She knew Freda would not like her
to close the door. Daisy was tired and nerv
ous. She laid her head on the arm of the
big chair and presently fell asleep, while
the two others conversed in earnest tones.
By and by Freda's hand on her shoulder
waked her. The discussion with Sticknor
was over and he had gone.
While Daisy combed her pretty dark
hair before going to bed, Freda sat, her face
away from the light and her head down.
Presently she said:
"You "aren't engaged, or anything like
that, to this Breton, are j-ou?"
"No'." cried Daisy, in some alarm.
"Likes him?"
"Freda, what makes you talk so?"
"Well, do you?"
"He was a friend of my father's. They
Iiad business interests together. He he is
older than he looks. He was often at -the
house."
"Like vou?"
"Oh, dear! I don't know."
"Don't get so flurried, Daize; I jnst
granted ts know."
In the midst of her embarrassment it oc
curred to Marguerite thaf her friend's inter
est was somewhat intrusive. Freda seemed
to divine the thought, for she protested air
ily: '"Not a bit of it, sweet field flower. I
met him some time ago on the Casino roof.
I was with a party of boys charming fel
low! I have on ida he wants to experi
ment Now, I'm very conscientious about
prior claims, and all tliat regard them sa
cred, and that sort of thing. However, as
it is!" Freda kissed the tips of her fineers
toward the chandelier and smiled prettily.
"I should hardly take Mr. Breton for.a
man inclined to flirt," Daisy said, almost
Stiffly.
"You never can tell, dear girL"
"And, oh, Freda, I hope you won't lead
aim on. You you seem so reckless."
"Men can take care of themselves; and
fchy shouldn't he experiment?"
"He is a gentleman."
"Fiddlesticks doubtless. And a man of
honor, as the world goes. But, dear me;
it's not a man's province to set the reserve
of every woman he meets. It's his business
to respect a woman's self-respect, once he is
sure of it; and, in the case of us actresses
and many other woman who work their
ay, he has a right, if he pleases, to make
himself sure of it."
"Freda, stop!"
The woman whose heart can be won is
worth no better, and whoever is smart
enough to win it insincerely is absolved
from tjlafee by the mere fact that he could
win it Oh, believe me, these are your
gentlemen' as we find theml"
"What is the matter, Freda? You aren't
a bit like yourself. You were so different,
too, atjsupper."
"My dear, they tell us an actress' life is
one continued round of pleasure and dissi
pation. "Why not take it so sometimes?"
But there were tears in her eyes as she
way to turn. The more I try to get right
with myself the worse I leel."
Fred Sticknor's pained face recurred in a
flash to Daisy's mind.
"Freda, darling!"
As often happens between women, the
thought passed without words.
"Yes, dear," Freda said miserably. "He
is the best fellow in the world. I should
cut off my right hand rather than hurt him.
Yet, see-see how I actedl"
"Do you care for him?"
Freda started up gloomily in front of her,
saying absently: "The woman, who in this
lile of ours is lucky enoueh to be loved
honestly, ought to care." Then remember
ing Daisy, she cried hastily and with un
mistakable decision: ".No, dear no I
don't care for him I I think."
CHAPTER VL
Or 'WHAT OOOD?
"Bird," said Kildare, "I've got to have
more money."
The girl's face lighted. "How much?"
"Five hundred dollars."
"Oh, Bob!"
"Is it too much? Never mind, then."
"No, Bob. I don't mean that; but are we
doing so oadly?" "
"Dash is a fool that's what's the matter.
I have told him to order printing and stuff
for The Merry Miser.' we have got to do
it. That's what I want the 5500 for. Of
course, if it inconveniences you " and
Kildare turned as if to go.
"Please don't speak so. Here it is."
Kildare took the check.
"TJm! Any more word from your law
yers?" 'They they have sold something, Bob."
"More advice, too, I suppose."
"Yes. But it's none of their business. I
have a right to use my money as I please.
"When I am 21 1 can have everything. And,
Bob, dear, I believe there is a good deal."
"How about that will of yours? Suppose
you die?"
She laughed a pitiful little laugh. .
'The lawyers said it was all riglny didn't
they. Bob? Then of a sudden she reached
out" her arms, crying: "But, oh, I would
rather live that I might give it to you my
own self!"
Her face had turned a strange white and
great tears fell.
"For heaven's sake, brace upl" said Kil
dare. "Get some color in your face. I am
sick of seeing you look this way always
either making scenes or moping around."
"Dear Bob, I I don't mope, and I am
quite welL"
"What's the matter with you, any how?"'
She drew a hard breath and her lip began
to quiver, though her tears had stopped.
Presently she lifted her eyes solemnly to
his.
"Don't look at me like that! Arent you
happy?"
"Yes except for"
"Except for what?"
"Ob, Bob! Let me tell them!" The man
scowled fearfully. Bird began to moan and
twist her fingers together. Then she slipped
to the floor and clung to his knees.
"Boo! Bob! please. I will not be a bit
more bother to you than I am now indeed
I wou't! As it is my heart is breaking!"
"Why don't you do a little of that at
night? "Women will not do their best act
ing on the stage."
"Acting! It is my life going from me. It
isn't much to ask, dear. Let me tell them.
Let me tell Freda."
"No. And shut up this infernal non
sense. "What good are you to me that I
should make such a sacrifice for you? Let's
quit all this foolery or" he smiled grimly
I'll not let you play in the "Miser.' "
She drew herself from him till she
could rest her head on a chair near, and,
with her face hidden, crouched, sobbing.
Kildare paced the room. Once he pushed
hei fretfully with his feet At this she
rose, understanding that her position irri
tated him, and crept into a chair. Her wee
face was haggard and her eyes woefully big.
Kildare spoke more gently, "AYhy do you
make me unkind to you by being unreason
able?" "I have given up so much," Bird moaned,
as if to herself; her brown eyes wide and
unseeing. "All my ambition 'is gone, ex
cept to please you except to play well
enough so that" you will keep me in the
cast All my friends are gone! gone! I
would not dare try the latch of. my own
home, for the" fear that it might not yield to
me. My mother! God knows how, her
heart fares in these lonely days. They
used to call me pretty. Look at me now.
All all gone into the great gulf of your
cruelty! All! even the strength to bear it
I am weak and ill. All gonel all gonel"
"And your money, too: you forget that,
eh?"
"Yes, Bob, and my money, too."
"Anything more to work off' your mind,
Baby?" All over your complaints and
winnings and tantrums?"
She struggled to her feet, crying:
"Robert! You will be sorry, you will
indeed. Hard as you are, your heart must
warm sometime. But oh, my dear, I love
you. Let it warm a little to me now?
Don't wait until the time is too late."
Kildare snarled an inarticulate exclama
tion, seized his hat and made for the door,
turning at it to say:
"Are you such" a fool as not to know yet
that a man won't stand talk like this? he
more true it is, the less he will stand it
Get over this streak of idiocy. The sooner
the better for you, and keep your mouth
shut"
"With this he slammed the door open and
strode out
"I wonder what I shall do," the jjirl
asked herself aloud, a chill despair settling
upon her. "I wonder what 1 shall do?"
She crossed to her trunk. The upper tray
was an orderly confusion of all kinds of
feminine elegances: gossamer handkerchiefs
in transparent cases, lace scarfs, an amber
handled creamy parasol; a couple of fans
one a sumptuous group of plumes, the other
costly lace silk stockings in all dainty
shades, with silver and jewelel clasped gar
ters to match, gloves upon gloves upon
gloves, and two or three jewel cases. From
an unsuspected drawer in one of these Bird
drew a bit of half printed, half written
paper. Looking over it seemed to give her
new courage. She thrust it back nastily,
and replaced the box. Then, as her face
grew haggard again, she said to herself:
"Of what good? Of what good?"
Perhaps she meant the finery in the
trunk; half disordered by her hasty dis
lodging of the box. Perhaps she meant the
pearls and brilliants the box held.
"Of what good? Of what good?"
CHAPTER VIL
HENROYD -WANTS LOOKING AFTEK.
Breton's "duties" must have been accom
modating, for they brought him to a goad
many towns when Kildare was playing
them. He found it difficult to make up his
mind about Marguerite. Freda, too, she
warded him off so cleverly that he also
found it difficult to make up his mind about
her.
Meanwhile, Breton's family were grad
ually thrown into some excitement They
were a "good old family," mentioned, if you
please, in the book of "American Aristoc
racy," with a page and a half all to itself,
too. Henroyd had been something of a
black sheep. The family really did not ex
pect Henroyd to marry, unless he got,a for
tune thereby. As for his marrying an ac
tress, it was unthinkable. Yet, rumors
were abroad that his intentions seemed al
most serious. Mrs. Breton wrote to a sis
ter. She really could not herself stoop to
protest over such a matter to her son; he
THE
might think she believed.it The sister ap
proached Henroyd indirectly by letter.
"Can yon, Henroyd, with all your pros
pects," she wrote, ''afford to be constantly
attendant on actresses, however charming
they may be?"
But she got no answer at all. Neither
did various aunts who broached the subject
get any satisfaction. Breton merely ex
claimed between his teeth and wondered
who had been talking. It all put him in an
irritable frame of mind, and when a cousin
ran into him on the street and asked:
"Going over to Boston?" he growled out:
"Yes is it your business?"
The men turned into a lounging place.
"How are the folk?" Breton asked.
"Well, except great "Uncle Pratt You
are as interested as I am in the news that
he's a little shaky."
""We ought to come in for a good share of
the old man's stuff," Breton mused.
"TJm yes, but you must stop running
after pretty actresses."
The old man did too much of that him
self in his time to take it amiss in us," Hen
royd said, awkwardly.
""Who is she, Breton?"
"What's the story, now?"
"Don't lose your temper, Breton. Prettv
actress in "Washington admirer in attend
ance in the very view of his "Washington
contingent of relations. "Washington is a
bad place to begin that sort of thing. Quiet
watcn various reports. Handsome admirer,
for instance, appears at various towns along
the company's route Even here, in Phila
delphia, under the eyes of the home con
tingent of relations. Here is to her, dear
old boy! But don't get tangled up. "Why
go to Boston?"
"I believe my relations are all malicious
idiots."
"Don't be a fool yourself, Henroyd, I'm
one of your relations and I have a sincere
interest in your welfare. It won't do for
vou to get the old people down on you. I
like actresses myself. It's a pity. The aver
age women does not hold a candli to the aver
age actress for attractiveness. There is a catch
and go about her. The advantage is a man
can quit when he wants to. You must keep
quiet till some of these old people knock
off Don't'let them think you are going to
marry one of these women."
Breton thought of Marguerite and
answered whimsically.
"I don't know. I might marry one of
them."
"Good heavens! 'You can't marry an
actress?"
"Why not?"
"Oh, it's nonsense blithering nonsense.
Fall in love with an actress, if you like;
spend your money on her, if you can't help
it; but marry her? Never!"
"See here. If it comes to that, why
not?"
"My boy, my dear fellow, a man wants
to be sure of the woman he marries."
Breton felt Marguerite affronted. He
glowered over his glass and said in his
throat:
"An actress may be a good woman."
"No offense, Henroyd; but who knows an
actress is a good woman? She may be, of
course. But you can't in nature feel sure
of a woman who goei through what an
actress must go through, and a man must be
sure of the woman he makes his wife."
"Do you know what you are talking
about?"
"Yes; I do. I'm talking about women
from 18 to 28 women $o live in the
world, with no guidance but their own
caprice; no protection but that of their own
prudence. "Women who are open to the
attentions of any cad who can get an intro
duction to them. I'm talking of women
whose ambitions aid vanities are constantly
catered to, and whose attractiveness invites
attentions, invites temptations against
which their unprotected position affords
them no safeguard. "Women, too, whose
daily companions are these actor fellows
mostly no acoount duffers, but deuced
attractive.
"Actresses are charming; they know how
to dress; they are dainty from top to toe;
they know how to walk; they are witty and
saucy and bright; they are a bundle of fas
cinating femininities; they can help a fellow
get a headache, and sympathize with him
when he's got it; but a man does not want
to marry such a woman."
Breton swallowed a good deal of brandy.
He did not like the idea of Marguerite's
being described in that way.
"I am stopping too long," he said, gruffly,
and they parted.
That evening Mrs. Marimone, Boston, re
ceived a telegram as follows:
"Henroyd wants looking after."
3b be Continued next Sunday.
BITS OF FESHKIHE FANCY.
Flat hats will remain in favor for winter
wear, but not with wide brims.
At the seaside this motto has been
adopted: When in doubt wear blue serge.
Thk panier is making headway. Full puff
ings on the hips are among the things to be
looked for in the near future.
The most acceptable present for your lady
friends is one of the new designs of hat pins.
The most admired are those of a single dia
mond setting.
A pretty morning gown has a skirt of dark
blue India silk, with rows of hemstitching
across the bottom. With this skirt wear a
silver gray silk olouse waist.
The late summer parasols, whether of
foulard or surah striped, "spot.ted" or plain,
are lined with light and delicate tints and
have amazingly long handles.
A tew words of prophecy: The hours of
the "Louis" coat are numbered. Just two
inches below the hips will be the order of
the tailor's autumn day. The short jacket is
weary of banishment and will come home to
its own again.
Slilpfers mndo with sides of undressed
leather or cloth exactly niatching the stock
ings and with toes of patent leather, or em
broidered, or beaded, make the foot seem
small, for the sides catch no light and all
that one sees is the bright point of the shoe.
TnE present popularity of yellow and ecru
in silk, organdie and grenadine is especially
becoming to brunettes. The most stylish
gowns fashioned of these fabrics are ptin
cess shape, rosettes of velvet ribbon adorn
ing the lall of cream color lace set on the
hips.
Air effective and novel portier can be made
of rope, the kind ordinarily used for clothes
lines. This is cut in regular lengths, one
end of each piece fastened at the top of the
window to the rings on a pole. The lower
end is then fringed to a depth of six or eight
inches with admirable effect
The greatestnovelty of the season just now
consists of thin silk blouse waists which are
made of almost any colorof soft, pliable silk.
Cow s-tail red, coral red, water green, emer
ald greenf pale green, orange and the deli
cate shades of blue are the favorites. Over
these blouse waists a sleeveless vest is worn.
One of the prettiest and most novel of the
season's conceits among the Parisian dress
makers is the epaulette effect produced on
evening and demi-toilet gowns with flowers.
For this puipobe, large or small flowers are
chosen, according to the fancy of the indi
vidual, and when mixed with grass or
foliage, give a decidedly military effect.
The German Emperor is said to be ex
tremely fond of his big. kind-hearted blonde
frau, and Is reported as saying: "I could
wish no better to the men of my nation than
that the girls would follow the example of
their Empress in devoting their lives as she
does to the cultivation of the three IPs Die
Kirche, Die Kinder und Die Kuche" (the
church, the children, and the cuisine).
The most elegant handkerchiefs now are
all white. They are trimmed with white
lace and embroidery, with an edge of Valen
ciennes lace fully a finger wide surrounding
the open hem. The old-fashioned style of
setting lace and emDroidery in the corner of
handkerchiefs has come in again. Handker
chiefs with colored borders are fashionable,
but not so chio as those with colored centers
and white borders.
Soke of the- eleotrio dinners are realiza
tions of more fantastic dreams than those
related among the Arabian Nights' wonders.
One recently given was served upon a table
of glass shining through fine white linen,
with countless electric globes beneath its
surface. A carland of roses wound down
through the centre, broken every now and
-then by nymphs holding wreaths of flowers,
each!
blazing with lights.
Dr. Mott on Spew's Wine.
Dr. Mott, of the Bellevue Blospital Col
lege, gives his unqualified endorsement to
Speer s wines, and recommends their use to
sickly females and consumptives. It oan
be procured of any first-class druggist
PITTSBURG DISPATCH.
CAPE COD GKANGERS.
A Glimpse of Cleveland, Jefferson
and Booth on Their Farms.
WISE PAPERS AGRTCULTUEE.
Proceedings of Farmers' Alliance Chapter
832 and Its Influence.
;
TBOUBLE WITH A JEHU OF BOSTON
COBRESPONnEXCE 01" THE DISPATCH.
Cape Cod, Mass., Aug. 28. Barnstable
county, which is oo-extensive with Cape
Cod, is the easterraost county of Massachu
setts and has an area of 290 miles. It con
sists of a peninsula which is Bixty miles
long, terminating in Cape Cod. It is
bounded on the east and south by .the At
lantic ocean and on the west by Buzzard's
Bay and the Cleveland boom which juts up
against it. The soil is mostly light arid
sandy, producing the resinous germ of the
John pine and the bright red boxberry
Dairy products, corn and wool, nourish here
to some extent, and the little Farmers' Al
liance at Buzzard's Bay, of which Mr. Jef
ferson, Mr. Cleveland and Mr. Gilder are
members, meeting on the first and third
Tuesdays of each month,' furnishes a most
entertaining place to go for an evening.
There you will hear of the ravages of the
curculio and what the prospects are for
ensilage and persiflage this fall. Mr. Jeffer-
Could Sear on the Outside.
son keeps 1,600 head of cows on his Louis
iana place, and it is said raises his calves on
condensed milk. He loves dearly to fool
with agriculture.
TISHIKG ON BAINY DATS.
On rainy days, when Mr. Jefferson can
not work on the farm, he may often he seen
in an oilskin coat digging for angleworms,
while near by you will see Mr. Cleveland
with an old peach can almost filled with
these delicious insects. The two start off
together, and are often gone all day fishing
in Buzzard's Bay, Buttermilk Bay or some
ofUheir tributaries. Trout came down into
the salt water for the shrimps and also, I
judge, for the breeze and' change of scene,
so that often the brook trout and sea bass,
mackerel, weakfish, bluefish, eta, are caught
in the same waters. All sorts of sea food,
from the large, aromatic codfish of com
merce to the kippered herring of the work
aday world, are found here in the front
dooryard of the great comedian.
It is rather low of course to accept of a
man's hospitality and then speak lightly of
his agriculture, Dut I must say that those
members of the Buzzard's Bay Farmers'
Alliance, Chapter 832, whom I met, includ
ing those I have named, and also Mr. Booth
and the Elder Couldock, did not fool me
with their farmer talk for a single moment.
I did not know something about farming, so
I was not permitted to join the Alliance. I
was permitted, however, 'to look over some
of the papers prepared by these gentlemen,
and I say that if such men are to wield the
balance of power in '92 the underpinning of
our national fabric will become very porous
indeed.
GIVING ASPARAGUS AIT AUtnTG.
JWr. Cleveland's paper on "How to Air an
Asparagus Bed" showed that the most pro
found statesmanship may be connected very
often with the most pitiable ignorance re
garding farm work. People never do have
to air an asparagus bed. Mr. Booth, who
has been visiting here this summer, and
who knows very little regarding agricul
ture, was admitted by card, while I was
shut out. He followed Mr. Cleveland's
paper with a discussion regarding "Spring
and Fall Application of Mayonnaise Dress
ing in the Cultivation of Asparagus."
"When people talk that way about growing
simple garden truck and are given a life
membership in the Alliance, while one like
myself, who farmed it successfully as long
as his wife's money held out, and who,
therefore, ought to know something regard
ing agriculture, is not permitted to join the
debate, it naturally has a tendency to em
bitter one.
Mr. Gilder read a paper regarding the
"Ko tat ion of Crops," and described a new
machine by the use of which he thought
that crops could be given a rotary motion.
From this the discussion became general,
and gradually drifted into literature and
the use of fresh liver and cod's heads for
crabbing purposes. The use of iambic versi
fication and the chub rod took up the at
tention of the Alliance for the rest of the
evening. From what I could hear on the
outside, I judge that these men knew no
more regarding the uses and abuses of agri
culture than do the Socklcss Simpson and
the umbrageous Feffer.
SOME TRIALS OF THE FABMEK."
Mr. Couldock showed how the farmer
suffered, how he was trodden into the earth
and ill treated till his life was not worth
living. He said that it is a do's life. He
showed that the farmer is reviled secretly
by the politician and. hoodwinked at the
polls, ground down by the money lender
and skinned by the merchant, ridiculed by
the comic papers and lied about by the un-
f : a 1 i it... 1 i
cuiuii; papers, uajru uy tuc mwjcitt auu
then barbecued by the fruit tree peddler,
bunkoed by the bunko steerer, .gouged by
the green goods man, ignored by Congress,
cursed by the consumer, skun by the
wealthy and peppersauced by the poor,
peeled by the penniless and tobaccosauced
by the usurious, dogged by the Sheriff and"
taxed to his grave, that he may prosper the
interests of the non-resident. Mr. Couldock
then read a paper on "How to Keep Boys
on the-Farm."
Buzzard's Bay is only a short ride from
Boston. A bright correspondent of the
press is at the station. I did not know it
when I went there. He was disguised, I
think, as a baggageman, for I saw no one
but the regular station men when Mr. Kob
son and I got ofij but the paper the next
day had a graphic account of all we said
and did, both when we landed at Buzzard's
Bay and when we left the day afterward. I
do not know who he was, but he was a
success' from a' newspaper standpoint. He
was graphic and described how my clothes
seemed to fit me better than I could have
done it myself. Far better, in fact, for I
.might have been prejudiced. He was not.
He just laid aside all feeling and hewed to
the line, let the chips fall where they may.
Just as the Prince of "Wales would do.
GEOVEB 0S HIS HEALTH.
I did not succeed in drawing out Mr.
Cleveland regarding his candidacy, but he
said naively, as he turned aside to spit on
his bait, that his health was tiptop.
"That," said he, as he unfastened his
hook from the wainscoting of my trousers,
"is one thing which I liko about me. "While
not in any sense a candidate, you may
say in a general, way that my health is right
good."
"What I admire about Mr. Cleveland,"
said Mr. Jefferson the following day, "is.
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SUNDAY. AUGUST SO,
that he is a just man. Even his enemies
must admit that. When we go out fishing
and return at night,Mr. Cleveland will not
accept more than his just share of the catch.
I do not say that Mr. Blaine would expect
to catch 'chubs' and 'pumpkin seeds' all
day and then expect to offset them against
brook trout, but at the same time I think
he might consider that his conversational
powers would offset his suckers, while Mr.
Cleveland does not try to so work his diplo
matic gifts as to keep him in grub. He is a
man who wants to give substantial justice
to everybody, and of course this does- not
suit those who never tried it. Mr. Cleve
land and his wife make 'good neighbors
here, and he has never borrowed anything
vet that he has not returned. I help him in
haying and he helps me in harvest. "We ex
change works. I let him have my 'autobi
ography' to read and he loans me some o
his most spicy old messages to Congress."
THE FOOTFAtL OF THE BOOM.
Property has greatly appreciated in this
country since the arrival of the Clevelands,
Jeftersons and Gilders. From 532 per acre
paid by Mr. Charles Jefferson, the price has
gone up to 250 and $300 and even to a price
per front foot. But fortunately the 'specu
lator will not get a chance at it, for the
colony holds enough of it to keep the semi
barbarism of a boom out of it. "What can
be sadder than the stealthy footfall of a ?2
boom in the soothing silence of the primeval
forest?
Looking over the United States, it is
wonderful how health and pleasure resorts
have built up within a few years. From
the east to the west, from the north to the
south, the coast and the hills are freckled
with cottages and inns for those who have
learned that a change of air is better than
the entire pharmacopceia.
Kantasket Beach, the Coney Island of
Boston, is a beautiful stretch of shore,
giving upon Boston harbor. I saw a
wagon load of young men on the Jerusalem
road who had been up to Nantasket and im
proved their health so much that they
spoke about it in high terms to every one
they met, even stopping a good'many car
riages to tell joyfully and yet with ill
guided elocution aud confused rhetoric,
now the sea air bad benefited them. The
following day they followed up their
dietetic course with 12 hours' gentle exer
cise in macadamizing thearoads of Cohasset,
returning at night with a healthyiglow and
in charga of anofticer.
THE HUB KT SUMMEB.
Boston does not seem so deathly quiet in
midsummer as New York. "Whila the hot
weather reduces the speed of-pedeslrians on
"Washington street somewhat, I succeeded
in getting a shoulder knocked off before
breakfast as I was hurrying down to the
common for a brisk walk and also to see the
parched and feverish frog pond, hoping that
at that hour I might find it moist, with
mayhap a froe in it Boston used to ba
' called Shawmut by the entomological red
orotner. it was atterwara called xremont,
pronounced Tremnipnt. This pronuncia
tion when it gets as far as Pittsburg be
comes Treemont and at Chicago, Tremont.
It really means trimountain, because itwas
located on the tops of three hills.
The herdic is a favorite relaxation in
Boston omong,the middle classes. I have
fought with cabmen in all countries, but
never got hold of one that I could whip till
I came to Boston "this time. You always
know when you get into a herdic that you
will not only have a pleasant little choppy
ride, but that you will know exactly how
much to pay when you get through. Un
fortunately, I paused to pick up my valise,
which had fallen off' the perch of the driver.
He should have gotten it himself, because
.improvements in His Escape.
he was the one who dropped it, but he had
a skittish horse, and so I got it. But, of
course, we stopped while I did so. "When
we came to settle he charged me double
price because we had stopped on the way.
A SETTO 'WITH THE JEHU. .
I saw that he was a consumptive, and
knowing tliat he had a skittish horse, I
raised myself to my full height, a thing that
I very rarely do, and told him that I would"
give him only the price of a single trip.
He then struck at me with his whip, which
fortunately hit me so that I had an oppor
tunity to catch it by the lash, and quickly
jerking it, he meantime retaining his hold
upon it, I pulled him from his perch, and,
maddened by a cup of chocolate which I
had just drank at the tavern and the fumes
of which had risen to my brain, I struck
him repeatedly with my clenched hand, one
knuckle of which I allowed to protrude in
a way calculated to give him great pain, at
least if it hurt him as much as it did me.
I had just polished him off and made
good my escape, when a policeman, less
than a block away, closed the AtlatUic Month
ly, in which he was reading a continued
story, and started for me. I thought I had
already made good my escape, but at this
time I decided to make some more improve
ments on it, which I did, and soon might
have been seen gayly perched on the after
deck of Mr. BobsoVs steam yacht, the "Why,
and, with the wind on my quarter, was
speeding swiftly toward Cohasset.
It is very seldom that I imbrue my hands
in the warm, steaming blood of a fellow
being, but when I do there is generally a
good stiff market for mourning goods among
his immediate relatives for a week or so
afterward. Bra. Nye.
UNCLE JEESY BUSK SC0BES.
His Advice to Full the Tassels Off Corn
Seems to Be Very Good.
The Agricultural . Department lately sent
out a circular advising corn growers to pull
the tassels off their corn, because much of
the strength of the plant went into the tas
sel, and by removing this the yield of grain
would be increased, says a Missouri farmer
in the St Louis Globe-Democrat. I have
tried it on about ten acres, and though it is
yet too early to state the result with exact
ness, the indications are that I will have
about twice as much corn on that patch than
on any other similar area of ground on my
farm. The ears are far mpre numerous, and
already considerably larger than those of
plants the tassels of which have been
allowed to remain, and for one I think
Uncle Jerry Busk has made known a good
thing. v
It Is Malaria That Alls Ton.
If you have a constant dull headachej or
a periodical neuralgia on one or both sides
ot the head, malaria is the cause. If you
have a furred tongue, no appetite, heavy
feeling at the pit of the stomach, belching
of wind, it is malaria that does it Shivers
of iiervous chills, flashes of heat, cold sweat,
and a feeling too hot or too cold, are all in
dications of that subtle and health-destroying
poison known as malaria. In some
localities the air is filled with it, the water
permeated by it, and the soil infiltrated by
malarial emanations so completely that en
tire escape is impossible. To all such Pe-ru-na
is a boon and protection. Pe-ru-na
will prevent or cure malarial chills and
fever and fever and ague when all other
medicines fail. For sale at most drug stores.
Directions on each bottle.
For a free book-on malarial diseases send
to The Peruna Medicine Company, Colum
bus, Ohio.
1891.
BEST- ffl 'C0L0KAD0.
A Pretty Cottonwood Grove Where
Olive Thome Finds Peace.
PAR DOWN IN A LITTLE CANYON.
A Enstic Frame Cottage Surrounded by a
Colony of Pretty Tents.
THE SCENERY OF THE GREAT STATE
COBRUSPONDESCI Or THK DISPATCH.
Cheyenne Canton, Col., Aug. 12.
Imagine a pretty one-story cottage, set down
in'a grove of cotton wood trees with a gnarly
oak and a tall pine here and there to give it
character, and surrounded, as a hen by her
chickens, by tent', six or eight, in every
conceivable position, and at every possible
angle except a right, angle. Add to this
picture the sweet voices of birds, and the
music of water rushing and hurrying over
the stones; let your glance take in on our
side the grand outlines of Cheyenne Mount
ain, Made drrably sacred by the poet's pen
And poet's grave,
and on the other, the rest of the range,
overlooked, by the snowy cap of Pike's
Peak, 14,000 feet higher than the streets of
New York. Do this and vou will come a3
near to realizing Camp Harding' as one can
who is hundreds of miles away, and has
never seen a Colorado camp.
Do not think, however, that camps such
as this are common, even in this land of out-of-doors,
where tents are open for business,
even the business of education in the streets
of the towns, and whjre every householder
sets up his canvas in his yard, for invalids
to sleep in from June to November. This
little settlement of tents is an evolution,
the gradual growth of the tent idea in the
mind of
ONE COMFOBT-IiOVTNG 'WOMAN'.
She came here seven or eight years ago,
bought this grove under the shadow of
Cheyenne, put up a tent and passed her first
summet thus. The next year, and several
years thereafter she gradually improved
her transient abode in many ways that her
womanly taste suggested, as a wooded noor,
a high. baseboard, partitions of muslin or
critonne, door and windows of wire gauze.
The original dwelling has thus, step by step,
frown to a framed and rough plastered
ouse, with doors and windows, while
grouped picturesquelyaround it are some of
the most unique abiding places in Colorado.
They are in effect handsome hard-wood
boxes three feet high and of different sizes
up to 14x16 feet, with platform in front
and canvas roof. The "boxes" are without
tops; and each side is surmounted for its
whole length with a wire-gauze continuous
window, capable of being tightly closed by
the under canvas of the two which form the
roof, or opened for the air to sweep through.
Inside these structures are models of com
fort, with regular beds, and furniture, rugs
on the 'floor, gauzy window curtains, drap
ery wardrobes, and even tiny stoves for.
cool mornings and evenings. They combine
the comforts of a house with the open air
and delightful freshness of a tent, where
one may near every bird twitter and see the
dancing leaf shadows in the moonlight
Over the front platform the canvas cover ex
tends to form an awning, and a wire
gauze door, in addition to one ot wood,
makes them airy or snug, as the weather
demands.
THE CUBE OF BEST.
In one of the rooms of the original house
your correspondent is delightfully domi
ciled, enjoying the comforts of the East
with the freedom of the "West. Better
still, she was perfectly rested and refreshed
before the end of a week, and since that has
been laying in new stores of life and energy
for the coming ten months of care and work
in the city. Magic? No; onlya little clear
common sense, practically applied, which
whosoever will may profit by also. Here is
her method, her "rest cure," her "foun
tain of health;" tired reader, "Go thou and
do likewisel
As her train rolled out of Jersey City one
Saturday, night her only desire was for rest
She had been hurried and worried up to the
last, but the moment she was alone, with
her "section" to herself and no one to
speak to, she "took herself in hand." All
her affairs, all her interests, all her respon
sibilities she shook oft, with the dust from
her feet, and left in that busy city where a
few burdens more or less would not matter
to anybody. "With her trunks checked, and
her face turned toward the far-off Bocky
Mountains, she left the whole work-a-day
world behind her, departing, so far as she
was able a liberated soul, with no duties
excepting to rejoice and recruit.
IT IS A DIFFICULT TASK.
This is not so easy a3 it sounds. Done
thoroughly it is like a rending apart of one's
very life; but it . can be done, it has been
done, over and over, and H is a charm
more potent than magic to bring restoration
and recreation to the brain and nerve-weary
worker. To bring herself fully into the
restful state of emancipation from her habit
ual environment, she interested herself in
the study of her fellow passengers as
if they were a new species, their
peculiarities, their little idiocyncrafies,
indications of character all from
which the close observer may know what
manner of persons they are. Above all, the
car porter, who is always an amusing study,
the most imposing personage on the train;
an autocrat, who rules his small domain
like a Caar; whose gracious permission is
necessary before one can open a window,
which he at once fills with a screen, clogged
with the dust of ages, to keep out cinders,
and fresh air as well; his carefully studied
evolutions in opening and making up the
berths, conscious of being the cynosure of
all eyes; lastly, the struggles of the subdued
and meek passengers with the difficulties of
undressing benind a curtain in a space one
foot wide, and then the lulling to sleep by the
monotonous rattle of wheels over the rails.
Behind the friendly curtain, moreover, is
freedom. "Windows may be opened (if one
has strength to manage a sleeping car win
dow). Sweet country air and cinders may
be enjoyed together; the eye of the dictator
is not upon you.
ACBOSS THE CONTINENT.
So she went on, day after day, night
after night, till she entered Kansas which
was new to her. By that time she had
succeeded in banishing to the farthest cor
ner of her memory, behind closed and locked
doors, all the anxieties, all the perplexities
and problems, all the concerns in fact,'of
her home life. She was like a newly-created
soul, fresh and eager to see and enjoy every
thing. She refused the morning papers;
she wished to forget the world of strife and
crime, and to get so into harmony with the
trees and flowers, the books and the breezes,
that she would realize herself
Kith and kin
To every wild-born thing that thrills and
blows.
In one word she wishes as nearly as
possible to walk abroad out of her hinder
ing body of clay, for only in this way can
one truly rest and recreate herself. She
looked out of the windows to see what the
Cyclone State had o give her. It offered
flowers and singing birds, broad fields of
growing grain, and acres of rich black soil
newly turned up to the sun. Everything
was fresh and perfect as if just from the
hands ot its maker; it seemed the paradise
of the farmer. From the fertile fields and
miles of flowers the train passed to bare
blossomless earth; from rich soil to rocks;
from Kansas to Colorado. That part of the
State which appeared in the morning, looked
like a vast body of hardly dry mud, with
nothing worth mentioning growing upon it
Each little gutter had worn for itself a
deep
CHANNEL -WITH PBECIPITOUS SIDES.
And here and there a great section had
sunken, as' though there was no solid foun
dation. , Soon, nowever, the land showed
inclination to draw itself np into hills-
tiny ones with sharp peaks, as. though pre
paring for mountains. Before long they re
treated to a distance and grew bigger, and
at last far off appeared the mountains, over
topping all one great white peak, the
4 Giver of gold, king of eternal hills.
A welcome awaited her in the summer
home of a friend at Colorado Springs, in the
very presence of the grand mountain range,
at ohe end the beautiiul Cheyenne, with its
tender memories, and behind and above all
the snow cap of Pike's Peak, with its
thrilling associations of gold fever times. ,
Four blissful days the enchanted traveler
gave to friendship and the mountains, and
then she set up her household goods the
few she had brought in this cottonwood
camp on the banks of the Minnelowan (or
shining water), a mad Colorado stream
which, formed by the junction of two from
the canyons above, comes tumbling down
from the Cheyenne, rushing and roaring as if
it had the business of the world on its should
ersand must do it man-fashion, with con
fusion and noise enough to drown all other
sounds.
DELIGHTS OF COLOEABO.
Four things attracted the traveler to Col
orado. First, friends few, but precious;
second, the hope of rest and change; third,
the wish to see the wonderland; fourth, to
spy out its birds. As to rest, it is to be had
in perfection, for both soul and body if one
chooses to take it One may swing in a
hammock and be happy all day watching
the "clouds that cruise the sultry sky" a
sky so blue one never tires of it; or beside
the brook he may "lie upon its banks and
dream himself away to some enchanted
ground." Or he may study the ever-changing
aspects of the mountains; their dreary,
veiled appearance with the morning sun
full upon them, their deep violet blneness
in the early evening, with the sun behind
them, and the mystery of the moonlight,
which "sets them far oft in a world of their
own," as tender and unreal as mountains in
a dream. He may do this day after day,
and night after night, indulging his soul
in dreams and raptures and poetic flights
impossible to everyday mortals in every
day life.
He may observe, but he's far more likely
to become excited, and finally bewitched by
guide books and photographs, and talk all
about him, of this or that canyon, this or
that pass, the Garden of the Gods, Manitou,
the Seven Sisters Falls, the grave of H. H.,
and unless he is a fool or a philosopher, be
fore he knors it he is in the full swing of
sight seeing. He becomes learned in bur
ros, the "Ship of the Bockies," so indis
pensable, so common that even the babies
take to them.
THE SIGHT SEEKEE'S WOE.
He climbs peaks, he drives over nerve
shaking roads, a sheer wall and a frightful
Srecipice on either side, he toils up hun
reds of steps, he goes quaking down into
ruins, he looks and admires and trembles,
till sentiment is worn to threads, purse de
pleted, and body and mind alike a wreek.
For this sort of traveler there is no rest in
Colorado, there is always another mountain
to thrill him, another canyon to rhapsodize
over to one who is greedy of "sights" the
tameness of Harlem or the muddy flats of
Canarsie will afford more rest.
A& to the teller of this ever true tale,
she can bear to be near sights without
seeing them. She believes what she hears
never were such grand mountains, never
such soul-stirring views, never such hair
breadth roads. She believes and stays in
her cottonwood grove content She knows
how it all looks, lias she not peered down
into one canyon holding her breath the
while and with slightly differing arrange
ment of rocks and pine trees and brooks,
are not all canyons the same? Has she not
gazed with awe at the "trail" to the grave
and watched without envy the sight
seeing tourist struggling with its diffi
culties. ALMOST COMPLETELY HIDDEN.
Nothing is more fascinating to the
stranger in Colorado than the formation of
its canyons not only the grand ones
running up into the heart of the mountains,
but its lesser ones, cutting into the high
table lands, or Mesa, at the foot of the hills.
The oft-mentioned cottonwood grove far
example, with its dozen of dwellings and a
natural park of a good many acres above it,
with tall pines that bear the marks
of age, is so curiously hidden,
that on may come almost upon
it without seeing ft It is reached from
Colorado Springs by an electric road which
runs along the Mesa south ot the town, as
the car nears the end of the line one begins
to' look around for the grove. Not a tree is
in sight, right and left,' as far as can be seen,
stretched the treeless plain to the feet of
the eternal hills; not even the top of a tall
pine thrusts itself above the dead level. Be
tore you 13 Cheyenne grim, glorious, but
impenetrable. The conductors stops. "This
is your place," he says. You see no place
you think he must be mistaken.
"But whereTs Camp Harding," you ask.
He points to an obscure path "trail," he
calls it which seems to throw itself over
an edge. You approach that point, and
there, to your wonder and your surprise, at
your feet nestles the loveliest of smiling
canpon-like valleys, aspen, oak and pine,
with here and there a tent or red roof
learning through the green, and a noisy
rook hurrying on its way down hilL
, A PABADISE OF THE WEST.
By steep scramble you reach the lower
level, birds singing, flowers tempting on
every side, and the picturesque, narrow
trail leading you on, around the ledge of
rock, oyer the rustic bridge, till yon reach
the back entrance of the camp. Before it,
op the narrow valley winds a road, the car
nage way to .the Cheyenne Caneas.
Colorado Springs is a really beautiful
town of broad streets and pleasant homes
with every modern' improvement Its
flowers and foliage are kept green and grow
ing by constant irrigation, the whirligig
sprinkler on every lawn, and the sugges
tive "ditch" beside each street It is very
droll to an Easterner to see a lawn "put in
soak" and a row of trees with their feet in
the water, but these are very acceptable at
tentions to Colorado vegetation. So per
fect is the weather that strangers resent a
rainy day as if it were a personal insult,
and but one person is on record of wearying
of the perpetual sunshine. That was an
Englishman, who announced himself as
"tinsdof your beastly blue skies." So dry
is the air that invalids and the "night-air
fiend" sit out till bedtime, and sleep tran
quilly in tents or with doors and windows
wide open.
Thus it is in sumnur; in and near the
town "east of the mountains and west of the
sun," as it appears to the temporary so
journer. "What it may be the other 11
months one should stay a year to find out
Olive Thobne.
BAILB0AD mCOHSISTEHCY.
How a St Irfrais Conductor Was Bounced
for a Thing He Could Not Help.
Bailroadmen who make rules for the
safety of lives and property are often ex
tremely unreasonable, says a railroader in
the St Louis Republic. In one of the yards
of a particular road at a terminal, in fact
a freight conductor who was handling a lot
of empties received orders to immediately
get off" the main track for a special. He had
his train almost made up, but was so sit
uated that he found it necessary to back in
over two tongue switches. Both were un
steady affairs and must be held open or
closed, or become unreliable. He had no
time to wait for help a minute, so he held
one of the switches himself and waved his
engineer back. The other switch jumped
open when the train was about half in, off
the track went half a dozen cars, and the
"special" was delayed a long time. The
conductor was summoned beforethe master
of trains and here is what was said:
Master of Trains Where were yon when
switch No. 1 jumped open?
Conductor I was holding switch No. 2.
5L T. "Why didn't you hold No. 1 or
have it done? - .
C. They were both liable to jump open
and I had no time to wait for assistance: I
did not know that No. 1 was any more lia
ble to fly open than No. 2.
jr. J "Well, you ought to have been
t,winff the one that flew open: yon are
suspended for 60 days. J
FROM THE FLNGER TIPS
!
A Person Can Be Identified Withont
Any Element of Donbt
SOME TERY KEMAEKABLE TESTS.
Simple Precautions That Will PreTent
Premature Baldness.
THE CANTEEN SYSTEM U THE ARM..
fwm'rrcT Ton the dispatch, j
There has always been some nnsatisfao
tory element in the methods hitherto
adopted for purposes of identification, and
many cases are on record in which crim
inals have escaped punishment in conse
quence of the miscarriage of the system
which has been relied on for the establish
ment of their identity. According to Fran
cis Galton, there is no longer any occasion
for doubt or difficulty on this score, and he
has shown that in the examination and reg
istration of the marks on finger tips is to ba
found an almost infallible method of identi
fying human beings. The marks on the
finger tips are the mouths of ducts issuing
from the glands of perspiration. Such
ducts, of course, exists all over the body,
and their issues are surrounded by slight
elevations of the skin. But there is a dif
ference between the ducts on the inner sur
face of the hands and the soles of the feet,
and those in the other parts of the body, in
that in the former the ducts are contained
in delicate ridges, which are like craters
along the crest of a mountain chain, while
in the latter the ducts are contained in sep
arate elevations like craters in isolated
cones.
It is the convolutions of these ridges
which form the patterns on the finger tips.
The general character and details of these
markings are preserved at various periods
of life. The proportions of the ridgeimay
change with fatness or leanness, and as the
hands are altered.by use, disease or age, the
pattern, as a whole, may change in length
or breadth, but the number of the ridges
and the details remain the same. The finger
tip has been aptly likened to a piece of lace,
the outlines of which may be changed by
stretching in one way and shrinking in the
other, but which always has the
same number of threads. Mr. Galton
gives a great number of instances
in which the certainty of this
finger record is established, notably that H
a friend whose impressions were preserved
in sealing-wax for 17 years and found to
correspond with recently taken impres
sions.a The same correspondence is shown
in cases where the impression of the thumb
of a child of 2 years is compared with the
record of the same child when 15; in the
finger prints of three persons in childhood,
and again after seven years; the finger
prints of many persons at '25 or 30 and again
.at SO or 60, and those of a man at 63 aud
again at 80.
The making of the impressions is a very
simple process. Over a glass plate a coatin
of thin ink is spread by a printer's roller,
and the finger tips are pressed lightly, upon
the glass and then upon paper. Mr. Galton
has so much faith in this new system that
he looks forward to a time when every ton
vict shall have prints taken of his fingenby
the prison photographer at the beginning
and end of his imprisonment, and a register
made of them; when army and naYy re
cruits shall go through the same process;
when the index number of the hands shall
be commonly inserted in advertisements for
persons who are lost orwhocannot be identi
fied, ahd when every youth who is leaving
his home for a long residence abroad shall
obtain prints of his fingers at the same time
that the portrait id photographed, for his
friends to retain as a memento.
How to Delay Italdnes?. ,
An English physician has written to tha
papers to exhort people not to grow bald,
before their time, because there is no need,
that they should if they will take only rea
sonable care of their heads. After premis
ing that one of the great primal causes of
premature baldness is civilization, rith,its
many artificial restrictions, he dwells on "
the importance of taking care of the gen
eral health as one of the surest ways of
keeping the hair on. He recommends
everyone to avoid tight-fitting hats and
collar unless they be of some parous ma
terial, and to ventilate all headgear which
is not porous at the top and sides to allow
a free current of air; not to sit or stand
with the top of the head near a gas
light or lamp light, as the heat
thrown out is apt to paralyze the scalp
tissues and dry up the hair itself; not to
adopt the common practice of dipping the
comb in water when arranging the hair, as
it produces decomposition, and rancidity of
the natural oil, and so leads to "rotting;"
not wash the head oftener than once a fort
night, and then 'rub in the yolk of an egg,
and thoroughly rinse in warm water into
which has been thrown a pinch of borax, dry
carefully and apply a little pure olive oil;
if the nair he naturally dry, apply a little
olive oil occasionally; if naturally oily wash
occasionally in a lather of tepid water and
soap bark; wear an oil cap while bathing, as
salt water is most injurious to the hair:
avoid stiff brushes, treat the hair gently and
use the comb as little as possible; have the
ends clipped once a month, but don't close
crop.
Effect of the Canteen System.
The introduction of the canteen system
into the American army has had a marked
influence on its soldiers. Its immediate
effect as gathered from the reports of officers
in command of various stations is that
drunkenness has been abolished and the
offenses incidental to it, for which formerly
nine-tenths of the men were tried, have
entirely ceased. It is surprising what a
well-managed canteen will do to check
crime in regiments. An English officer, in
telling of his experience, says: 'I was de
termined to put a stop to the crime which I
found -a feature of my battalion when I
came home from abroad to take com
mand. Acting dn the advice of a
good Sergeant Major, I did every
thing I could to provide a well-ordered can
teen, clean and comfortable reading rooms,
gamefi and field sports for the men, and,
above all, a'well-served bar, where my men
could rely on getting an A 1 glass of beer.
I told my officers what my ideas werej and
they supported me. Instead of rushing off
to town whenever they got a chance they
stayed in quarters with their men. The ef
fect of our Bystem was most marked; from
being one of the worst disciplined bat
talions in the army, I soon found myself in
command of one of the best. A well man
aged canteen, where the soldier knows that
he gets his moneys worth for his money, is
the zreat essential to good discipline,' and,
what is of almost equal importance, the offi
Ui (VliAlUAfc CUUUl Aujuvra abVy fca wui-
uld identify themselves, iudiciously
e, with the men off parade."
cers snouiu i
of course,
Rapid Photography.
The great progress that has been made in
the methodsoy which rapid movements can
be analyzed is well seen in a series of
photographs lately taken. The subject of
these pictures is a dog jumping over a small
bush. In the act of making one jump tha
animal has been photographed 24 separate
umes, and each picture-is not a silhouette,
as was the case with many former attempts
of this kind, but a little picture showing
half tone and detail. Some of the attitudes
appear very ludicrous, for they represent
phase of movement which the eye is unac
customed to and cannot possibly appreciate.
Notably is this the case in the commence
ment of thu jump, when the dog's hind legs
only touch the ground; and again, at tha
finish of the jump, when his legs are .gath
ered together in a bunch.
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