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A Natural Conclusion.
We left the crowded city far behind,
And over hill and valley took our way;
It was a morn fn early June, and we
Were off together for a holiday.
Now on a hiHsido, In a shady spot,
A cool spring overflowed its mossy brim,
And rippled down the vale, till, far away,
It faded on the meadows' purple rim.
Still further on, we reached a flold of corn,
With tender blades jiiBt springing from tho
ground ;
While overhead a flock of noisy crows
Kept watch from trees, or circled shyly
round.
For, near at hand, raised on r littlo mound,
An image itood, clad in habiliments old;
"The silly crows!" said Charles; "if they
wore wise,
They'd recognize tho choat, nnd be more
bold!
Yet 1 confess the scarecrow, as it stands,
Is not ill calculated to deceive;
Though it would make tho pose more natural
To lower tho head, and readjust that sleeve.
Think lor ouo moment on that ancient garb!
That battered hat may once have crowned a
head
Within whoso dome a mighty genius reigned,
, That moved tho minds of men, or armies
led.
" That sleeve, tricked in the semblanoo of an
arm,
' Perchance has held within its warm embrace
'Die form of some lair woman, fond and true,
With heart responsive to a plouding fuce.
Would that tho power were mine to sum
hero
Him whom my fancy sees in tint disguise,
Kven as the marble wanned to oonscious life
Before Pygmalion's enraptured eyes!"
The figure Blowly turned its head and spoke:
" You are tho chaps thut run away, I allow,
From tho insane asylum in the town;
The keeper's out a-lookin' for ye now!"
Philip Mort, in Scribntr.
AN OLD PLATE.
"There, that's a likely-looking house,"
cried Mrs. Hunter. "I would almost
be willing to bet that we shall find and
irons there, l'lease stop the horses, Mr.
Freke. f L must go in."
Mr. Freke obediently drew rein, and
the glossy bays arrested their trot before
the whitewashed gate, which hung, he
noticed, by a single hinge. The house,
shabby and defaced as it looked, was
evidently no common farmstead. It had
been somelxidy's " residence " once, and
Mill wore that look of better days gone by
which, to the experienced brie-a-brac
hunter, suggests cobwebbed cupboards
and low-raftered garrets full of cherished
odds and ends. Mrs. Hunter tapped
smartly onco or twice, then turned with
a laugh to Mr. Freke, who, having tied
his horses, had followed uo the walk.
" It is no use," slio said ; " these
country people never use the front rooms
of their nouses. I shall go round to the
kitchen door. I always try to make an
excuso for getting into the kitchen, and
this time we have a legitimate one, as
nobody answers us here,"
So round the house she went, over
weeds and grass tussocks, and low-growing
briers which caught at her silken
skirts as she passed, and knocked at the
kitchen door, which was fastened only by
a heavy iron latch. Once, twice; then
boldly lifting the latch, she went di
rectly into the kitchen a large square
room, with windows on two sides, and
a floor of worn, uneven boards, which
sloped in unexpected rises and descents,
and made walking uncertain pastime to
unaccustomed feet. A tireless stove oc
cupied the deep chimney, on one side of
which stood a wooden settle cushioned
with faded calico. Rows of milkpans
tilted on their sides stood on the winnow
sills; there was a sink painted red, a
table, two or three cane chairs, and -mi
the wall a fly-specked certificate of mem
bership in the Bible Society, bearing
date many years back. Over these am
cldMrs tlnnter'sexnerienced eve darted
in a second's space ; then- only pausing to
ay, in a whisper, " mat s rattier a nice
old settle, isn't itP" she walked rapidly
acrosa the room to a cupboard, whose
half-open door showed a glwni of crock-
inside, ana presently exclaimed:
"There, didn't I tell you.so,.Mr. Freke?
Here is a find! Do you see that large
plate on the upper sheltf- Old burnt
china, as I am alive, of the finest kind,
and a real beauty ! Who would ever
have expected sueli a thing in a house
.like this? All dusty, too; I don't sup
pose they use it, or care for it in the
last. People of this sort never do.
Well, I call this luck."
She had the plate in her hands by this
time, and was turning it over to examine
the marks on the bottom. It was rather
a dish than a. plate, being large enough
almost to merit ' the hijjh-sounding
"plaque" of the modern jargon. Its
pattern of blue, palo crimson, black and
gold had a grounding of blue so light as
to be almost white. A tiny heraldic
shield, inserted into the design on one
side, bore a twisted monogram in
faint lines . of black, blue and cold,
and altogether, despite a crack and
more than one nick on its rim, the old
nlato was uncommon enough to excuse
Mrs. Hunter's excitement. She was still
examining it. regardless of dust or
gloved fingers, when a clear'young voice
from a doorway uttered these words : " I
beg your pardon, but did you want any
thing?"
Mrs. Hunter jumped. Mr. Freke
iumoed also. His "feeling" for china
was feeble ; certainly it would never have
led him to enter a stranger's house un
bidden and rifle its cupboards, and i
sudden sense of guilt sent the blood furi
usly into his ice. In the doorway be
hind them stood a girl in a gingham
dress, with a white apron tied about a
very slender waist, and thick rolls of
bright hazel hair twisted round a pretty
head, out of w,hich looked a pair of grave
and astonished brown eyes. A remark
ably pretty girl, and a lady too; voice
and accent testified that, as well as the
gentle se.f-possession with which she
now confronted these uninvited guests.
Mrs. Hunter recovered first. Women
generally do on such occasions.
" I beg your pardon," she said, with
her pleosantest manner. "We knocked
several times without being able to make
any one hear, and at last we ventured to
walk in. Then I saw this curious old
flate on the shelf, and I couldn't resist
o you use it, may I ask, or is it. of any
particular value to you P If not, I might
bo glad to buy it, if your mother were
inclined to sell. It's a queer old thing,
but I have some which almost match it,
and I should like this."
" It belongs to my aunt Mrs. Marsh,"
replied the young lat.y, briefly. "I don't
think she would wish to part with it."
There wits no invitation to linger in
voice or manner. Evidently she ex
pected them to go at once.
" Is your aunt at home?" asked the un
daunted Mrs. Hunter. "I should like
to see her if she is."
"No, she is not at home." The tone
was perfectly gentle and polite, but still
with the underlying reserve and sur
prise which made Mr. Freke feel so un
comfortable. Mrs. Hunter apparent ly did
not share his sensations.
" I must come ngain some day when
she is at home," she went on. " It is
really a delightful old plate. What are
these letters on it; do you know? I
can't make them out."
" The letters are B. II. II. They stand
for Barbara Holdsworthy Ilagen," said
the girl, coming a step nearer.
" Was she a relation of your aunt's?"
"Her great-grandmother. Allow me;
it seems to be dusty" taking the plate
from Mrs. Hunter s unwilling lingers.
And was your aunt very fond of
.... . - ... . .
her?" inouired that ladv. insinuatingly
" She never saw her, I believe." And
putting the plate back on the shelf, she
closed the door with a gentle decision.
" You must think us very impertinent
to meddle with your plate without per
mission. And indeed we are ; but please
forgive me. It was all my fault; my
friend Mr. Freke here had nothing to do
with it, and the truth is, that I am so
foolishly fond of old china that I cannot
keep my hands off it wherever it is."
Tho tone was very winning, and Raby's
face relaxed in spUe of itself. Barbara
Ilagen Glenn was my girl's name, but no
one ever called her Barbara.not even Aunt
Marsh, who had little tolerance for pet
names or nonsense of any kind. Every
body said "Raby," and the crisp little
title seemed to suit her better than a
longer and finer one could. She half
smiled; and when Mrs. Hunter went on
still in the same charming tone - ' What
an odd, nnd curious, and- delightful
looking old house this is ! It seems just
the place for a story. I am" devoted to
these old-fashioned houses, and they are
pulling them down so fast all over the
country, it is quite shocking, Do you
think, if I came over some day, your
aunt would let me go over it ? it would
be such a treat !" the smile flashed into
full, brilliant life, brightening the brown
eyes so wonderfully that Mr. freke,
quite dazed, said within himself, "It is
the most charming face I ever saw."
Raby was fond of the old house. It
vexed her often that her aunt cared so
little for it, and dwelt on its inconveni
ences so much more than on its quaint
nc.ss. No one save herself had ever seemed
alive to its merits before. Mrs. Hunter
had made a " hit."
" I think aunt wouldn't mind it," she
said, half to herself, then. " If you like
I will show it to you now. But there is
nothing to see but the house itself. That
is really curious. I never met with an
other like it."
"Will you, indeed? How very kind!"
cried Mrs. Hunter, with a rapid, raptur
ous blink in Mr. Freke's direction. Her
imagination was already at work cheap
ening tlie treasures of the attic, as they
followed their young hostess down the
long entry which separated the kitchen
from the front of the house.
A large square room lay on either side
of the entry. But here disappointment
awaited Mrs. Hunter, for these rooms
were altogether unfurnished. Up-stairs
they met the same experience; in the
two occupied chambers the simplest
furniture; dust and bare emptiness every-
where else. Even the garret held noth-
ing to reward search none of the spin
ning wheels, or antique brasses, or eight-
day clocks with oroKen cogs, wnicn airs
Hunter's soul coveted. Her taste for old
uuum-n hhj uuh. " ""'
reauy cuicu iui wwa uicu uuujuviiujiu
contents, and failing these, her interest
visibly flagged. In vain Raby, with a
pretty graciousness, pointed out the real
ly curious points about the old dwelling
the wainscotings, the high carved
chimney-pieces, the oddly paneled shut
ters ; showed tne recess under tne noor-
ing in which valuables might be hidden
in case of need, the bedroom in tho lean
to addition, here a shingled roof de
scended to fora part of the ceiling; and
even told a glost story, the story of
a lady in a rustling skirt, which skirt she
averred rustled still ot windy nights; she
herself had lieardit. Mrs. Hunter listen
ed without interest. Her thoughts were
dwelling on the old plate, and she did
not notice, as did Mr. Freke, how excite
ment had quickened Kaby s bloom and
brightened her eyes with positive beauty
as she led tne way irom room to room
with a cordial simple grace, from which
all reserve and stiffness had fled.
" And now about that piece of china."
Mrs. Hunter said, suddenly, as they re
gained the kitchen. " Do you think
your aunt would be likely to bo in to
morrow? I must come over and talk
with her about it; or perhaps, Mr.
Freke, you will come for me if tne Hol
mans arrive and I am detained?"
"With pleasure."
Raby's face clouded a little.
" I do not think my aunt will sell the
plate," she said, in rather a constrained
voice; "but she will piobably be at
home."
" We ran but try," laughed Mrs.
Hunter. "Good-afternoon, Miss Miss
Marsh, and thank you ever so much.
She swept down the walk. Mr. Freke
paused.
" It was very good of you to take bo
much trouble for us," he said, in a tone
whose sincerity Raby recognized.
" Very probably your aunt may not care
to sell the plate I should not myself if
I owned such a one but if Mrs. i lunter
gives me the commission, I shall cer
tainly come, for the pleasure of making
another call upon you." He lifted his
lint as he spoke, and with a courteous
bow followed Airs. Hunter down the
path.
" That's a real gentleman," solilo
quized Haby, as they drove off. "And
she I don't know. SI.g's pretty, and
her voice is pleasant, but somehow
there's a difference. I don't think I like
her quite." She had her own ideas
about life, this little Raby, about " real "
ladies and "real" gentlemen, and in
stinct helped her surely to conclusions
usually arrived nt only by the slow pro
cess of'experience.
Mr. Freke did drive over next day.
He was received very grimly by Aunt
Sabina Marsh, whom he found in
trenched, as it were, in front of her cor
ner cupboard, nnd resolved not to cede
her plate, or listen to any arguments
whatever on the subject. This refusal,
sooth to say, caused no particular grief
1o the disloyal messenger. He cared
little for the plate, but a good deal for
the chance for another chat with Raby,
who was more piquantly 'pretty than
ever, in the effort to hide her amusement
at her aunt's grim and defiant manners.
Ernest Freke made one more call at
the old house before he went back to
town, but only one. "I could fall in
love with that girl," he said to himself
as he drove homeward; and he made a
little picture in his mind of Raby in a
fresh morning dress, pouring out coffee
at the opposite end ol a dainty breaktast
table for two, with sunshine streaming
through an open window behind, and
14 - na..a I m . 1 nl mtn s-. rsv I I 'nil that
touching with glints of gold all that
beautiful hazel liair of hers a pretty
picture. Ernest Freke was half artist,
and liis imagination naturally conjured
.mch scenes; but he shook his head.
He could not afford to marry (that point
was settled long ago),unless,indeed But
here he shook his head again. The
chances were against his falling in love
with a girl who had money. He could
not do without the money, and ho would
not do without the love, so he dismissed
the idea of marriage. He was nn hon
orable young fellow at heart, however,
and he would not go again to see Raby.
"What's the use?" he told himself.
"Better not." But Mrs. Hunter and
her guests became wearisome to him
after that, and presently he went back
to town and to his business, in which he
immersed himself. For a while Raby's
face floated before his eyes; but the
image dimmed as month went by, and
in time would probably have faded out
altogether, had it not been recalled oddly
and unexpectedly by the tollowing cir
cumstance.
He was passing one day the shop of
a taxidermist; an elderly man, with
whom he had some slight acquaintance,
when he heard his name called.
"Did vou want me, Mr. BalchP" put
ting his head in at the door. "I thought
I heard your voice,
" Oh. ves. Mr. Freke. I did want vou
verv much, and I ventured to call and
stop you," replied Mr. Baleh, hurrying
out from an inner room. " Excuse me;
I iust waited to put on mv coat. It's
about Mrs. Morpeth's will. Mr. Freke
"And who was Mrs. Morpeth?"
asked Ernest, seating lnmsell on a wood
en bench.
" Mrs. Morpeth, sir! Why, you must
know, I think, or at least you will know
her house, the one with the queer steps,
in Dun street the Railed House, as the
neighbors call it."
" Oh, that queer, handsome old house
next to the junk-shop.'' idoremember.
I have often wondered who lived there.
And what did Mrs. Morpeth do about a
will?"
" Well, that s just it, sir. I'm in a
great difficulty. Mrs. Morpeth left me
her executol, sir, and I don't know what
to do about it. You see, sir, there's a
good bit of property a very itood bit
She was clever, lor a woman, very
clever. And she bought up real estate
all over the city. And there a the
Railed House and what it holds; fifty
thousand dollars, I should say it was
worth, at least; some tolks think it will
foot up to sixty
" That's a nice sum indeed. But wha
is vour difficulty? Who aro the heirs?
"That's iust it. Mr. Freke nolody
can tell, sir. It is left to But I haye
a copy of the will here; 1 11 show you
Tho document, bneflv drawn, but in
strict legal-form, devised all property of
every description of which the testator
might die possessed to tne child or
children of my niece Esther Le Baron,
eldest daughter of my sister Esther
Piatt. I do not know their present
name or residence." That was all.
Nothing could be more indefinite.
" Have you done anything about find
ing these Platts I mean Le Barons?"
said Ernest, folding up tho paper.
" No, 1 haven t. 1 don t know how to
begin about it. That was why I wanted
to see you, Mr. Freke. Ought I to ad
vertiser "
"I should think so, certainly. But
are there no letters or papers in the
house to give a clew?4'
" I haven't lit on any, sir. But then I
haven t searched regular, Could you
spare the time to step round there with
me, Mr. ireke? l should be very
grateful.
" I couldn't to-day, but I might to
morrow.
So the appointment was made.
The Railed House had been a stately
mansion in its day, with other stately
mansions about it. Now. with a junk
shop on either side, and a row of sailors'
boarding-houses opposite, it looked like
the wreck of a fine old frigate aground
in the mud of some ignoble harbor. In
side, it held a mine of riches for the cu
riosity-lover. Nothing had been addei
and nothing taken away for a centur"
past. No papers were to be found, how
ever; as one receptacle after another was
vainly searched, the little taxidermist
grew disconsolate.
" You would think the old lady burned
up every thing on purpose to niako trou
ble," he said; "wouldn't you now?
What can a man do with all this eon
fusion of Le Barons nnd l'latts and Mor
peths? They have all married and got
different names long ago, most likely.
Why, Mr. Freke, what is it? what have
you found, sir? " for his companion had
uttered a sudden exclamation.
There, on the shelves of a buffet which
ho had just opened, were ranged in
splendid row platters and dishes and
cups of magnificent India china, blue,
crimson, and gold, with on each tfie
same little shield and monogram, in
sharp, gleaming lines of color, which he
had last seen in faded tints on the old
plate in Mrs. Sabina Marsh's cupboard
months before. It was certainly the
same; he recognized it instantly. But
how came it here? And what was the
link between this rich and lonely woman
and Mrs. Marsh and pretty liaby in
then- quaint solitude and bare poverty!"
He made no distinct explanation to the
riuzzled executor, but advised him to
o,ofer advertising for a little while; and
tire next day but one found him at the
gate of the old house again. No bright
girl-face smilea a welcome tins time:
Raby had gone back to her school-teaching,
and Aunt Sabina, grim as ever, re
ceived him.
Her distant and suspicious manner
gradually thawed as she discerned the
meaning ot Ms questions. Mrs. Mor
peth was her aunt, her mother's sister.
Her grandmother's name was Piatt, and
her mother was the Barbara Holds-
worthy Ilagen of the china monogram.
Yps. her mother did marrv a Le Baron.
He was a i renchman. lie am not live
very long after the marriage. Did he
turn out badly P She could not say it
wasn't for her to speak ill of her own
father, but the family took offence and
never would have anything to do with
lier mother afterward. No, she never
saw her aunt, and she never wanted to.
In her opinion they treated her mother
shamefully. Raby's mother was older
than she, two years oiaer. one was
dead now, and so was Mr. Glenn. Raby
was the only "child. Prove it? Why,
of course she could, but why should she P
Everybody knew about the Marshes and
the Glenns verybody that had any
business to, that was. And pray why
did the gentleman ask all these ques
tions? what concern was it ol tiis, any
way?
So itaby was tne neiress.
There was a great deal of confusion in
Ernest Freke's mind after this. He gave
his best services to proving Raby's title
and putting her in possession of her
great-aunt s bequest, ana lor tms ena it
was needtul they snouia meet ; out tneso
interviews were of a 6trictly business
character. Ernest kept them so. "I
won't make up to a girl, now she is rich,
whom I deliberately turned away from
when she was poor," he said to himself.
Raby was not a little aggrieved by this
turn of affairs. " He won't even let me
thank him comfortably," she told her
aunt. " He iust bows and goes away."
After a while she and Mrs. Marsh
came to the city, ana men tney met
oftener. There were plenty of people to
show attention to a young and beautiful
heiress. Mrs. Hunter, among the rest,
was specially emvressce in her civilities.
Mr. Freke was always encountering Miss
Glenn at dinneror at parties, and after a
while he ceased to fight against the new
and sweet influence that had come into
his life. He asked Raby to marry him,
telling her the manful truth about him
self, and leaving her to judge the matter.
"1 dont think you were to blame
much!" pronounced Raby, lifting her
soft eyes with a look which sent a thrill
to all his tense nerves. "A man can't al
ways marry a girl even if he likes her.
And you hadnx seen me but three times,
vou know. It was much more honorable
r . , . ,
in you to stop then than to go on a little
nnrmr .nil tnflkn m( lt VH more"
longer and make me like you more.
This "more" was irresistible. It caused
an inteiTUption.
"There's one thing I would like so much
to do," resumed Raby, a little later.
" You'll help me manage it, won't you,
Ernest?" I want to send Mrs. Hunter
one of those big plates, like that old
cracked one which sho wanted to buy.
one, by an means ; Dtit mat oio one we
will have framed, and hang up on our
walls, and keep always, won't we,
Raby?"
And they did. Harper's Bazar.
Rapidity of Thought in Dreaming
A very remarkable circumstance, and
an important point of analogy, is to bo
lound in the extreme rapidity with which.
the mental operations are performed, or
ather with which the material changes
on which the ideas depend are excited in
lemisphencal ganglia. It would appear
as if a whole series of acts, that would
really occupy a long lapse of time, pass
ideally through the mind in one instant.
We have in dreams no true perception of
the
, inline i.i iniitr oiiui.Ku (."T'
mi
um ior u mil u up ln.f " i'"M-ij
when entered into the eternal disem
bodied state, time will appear to us eter
nity. 1 he relations of spaco as well as
time are also annihilated, so that almost
while an eternity is compressed into a
moment, infinite space is traversed more
swiftly than by real thought. There are
numerous illustrations ot this on record.
A gentleman dreamed that he enlisted
as a soldier, joined his regiment, desert
ed, was apprehended, carried back, tried,
condemned to be shot, ard at 'ast ed out
for execution. After the usua1 prepara
tions, a gun was fired; Ve awoke with
the report, and found ths a noise ' i the
adjoining room had ai, ta same moment
produced the dream and awakened him.
A friend of Dr. Aoereroiv bie dreamed
he crossed the Atlantic and spent a fort
night in America. ii embarking, on his
return, he fell into the sea, ami awaking
in the fright, found .bat he had not been
in bed ten minutes.
A worm two inches long and in size
round as large as a pin, was cut out of a
horso's eye in Streator, 111.
1 ltalr I i rvli f nnH I 1 I tn ln I
r" Y a',', ? "18 "; p i V i V u T; steamers, and an army of 3,000 men only
it to her?" It is a sort of debt, for if she on f ti , . ft ,
hadn't come eunosity-hunlmg t hat day . , battalionsbof infantiV, threVregi-
M ,"B" ""V J"-"". "' ' limits ot cavalry, and two brigades of
TIMELY TOPICS.
The Russian papers tell a singular
story of filial devotion. A woman in
Stavropol, sixty years old, had repri
manded her son, a full-grown man, and
was excited to a still greater anger
against him by her daughter. At last
slie grew so infuriated that she raised
her arm to strike her son ; but he grasped
his mother's arm and prevented the
blow. For this action the old lady made
complaint against him before a judge,
nd ho was ordered to appear in court.
Whereuoon. filled with remorse for hav
ing tried to avert the wrathful blow of
his mother, lie seized an ax and chopped
off his offending hand.
The Rome correspondent of the Phila
delphia Press quietly takes all the ro
mance out of Italy by saying : " Out of
the window just opposite mine, and only
n fow ft from it, all day long there lolls
an Italian girl, beautiful, dirty, lazy,
badly-dressed, and always eating some
i . . . f v.
thing. Priest and soldier and beggar
and donkey and tourist and sailor flow
on beneath in a steady stream to slow
music. She gazes hstiessly on the hu
man current forever, but takes no hu
man interest in it, and shows signs of
intelligent me out about once every half
hour, when she retires to a cupboard to
fill her pockets again with cake. It is
Italy only the bulk of the people do
not have cake, and get along with
garlic.
The tornado that recently swept
tnrougn ioincsviiie. ill., has directed
attention to me singular iaci mat cy
clones in temperate latitudes have be
come much more frequent in recent
years. They were thought to be the pe-
cuuiii (jiuuucib oi uupicai climates, a
quarter of a century ago they were un
known, or at least unnoticed, in the val
ley of the Mississippi river. Now they
have become very frequent. Last year
Mount Carmel. in Illinois, was visited
by a cyclone, just as Collinsville was
this year. It is certainly worth the
while of our meteorologists to take uo
this matter and try to unravel some of
the mystery connected with their pro
duction. Ihey have done a very great
deal in the prediction of storms, but as
yet very little has been done in the way
oi learning me causes mat lead to the
destructive wniriwmos, ot which no
year now passes without bringing to the
great central vauey 01 tne country a con
siaeraDie numoer.
Abraham Brown, aged fortv-five. died
recently in the Charity Hospital, New
York city, of leprosy. The man's bodv
was covered with ulcers, the fingers were
eaten off, and the feet had become swol
len and shapeless. Dr. Leon, who first
attended Brown after his admission to
the hospital in the latter part of the
month of June of last year, said that he
had applied remedies to alleviate the
sufferings of his patient, but he believed
the disease incurable. Brown did not,
however, seem to receive any benefit
from the remedies. The afflicted man
had related contradictory stories as to
his disease, lie told several, however,
that he contracted the disease in Cuba,
but he declined to let them know any
thing about his family relations. There
is still another patient in the hospital
afflicted with leprosy. His name is
Charles Hinkle, a Mexican, about forty-
hve years, lie also states that lie con
tracted the disease in Cuba. The doctor
says that his case is not so bad as Brown's
was, and that he seems to experience re
lief from the remedies applied. All the
doctors at the hospital say that the dis
ease is not contagious.
I xu lutiunriiii: nLi:uui b UI lories Ol
the belligerents in the war now going on
I , r, .,D . . . .
The following account of the forces of
in boutn America, between Peru anil
Bolivia on the one side and Chili on th
other, is given in a letter from La Paz to
a German paper: " Peru, with a super
ficial area greater than that of Germany
and Austria-Hungary, nnd a population
of 2,700,000, has four ironclads (a frigate,
a ram nnd two monitors), six wooden
snips, tnree training ships, live river
population ot 2,117.000) has two good
ironclad corvettes and four wooden
war steamers, besides some other ships
which are unserviceable for war pur
poses. The armament of the Chilian
navy consists of forty-four guns, and the
personnel of 973 men. The Chilian army
comprises 1,500 infantry, 1,200 cavalry
and 410 artillery, besides 6,000 national
guards. Bolivia has no navy, and her
army consists of 2,000 men; hut it could
easily be increased by the system of re
cruiting prevalent in the country, under
which young and strong men are torn
from their families to serve in the army.
The population of Bolivia is 2,325.000."
The Champion Fat Boy.
In a letter from Illinois to the Rome
ins son, Mr. David Navarro, Jr. : He is
Jr.
n()w seventeen years i
old and weighs over
six hundred pounds, we don t weigh
him any more (or have not for more than
a year), as it gives him the blues. He
fears that lie will get so large that lie
will be helpless. We show him for his
size, and let others form their opinion of
his weight. The tailor has just finished
a suit for him. The vest measures seven
and a half feet around, and the largest
part of the body measures eight feet one
inch. So you will see he is quite a lad.
He has measured with men who weigh
more than three hundred pounds, and
they did not measure as much around the
chest as he measures around one thigh.
He is sound arid healthy and growing
stronger as lie grows older. He can get
around better now than when younger,
but doors are growing smaller and car
riages weaker. He broke the bottom
out oftwo barouches last season.
" Scth Spicer " affirms that if a man
blows his nose in public nowadays he is
likely, within twenty-four hours, to re
ceive two dozen sure cures for catarrh.
A'. JT. Ktws.
The Deceitful Reporter.
MERCHANT.
Kind reporter, I've important inlorniation,
Sing hey, the kind reporter thnt you are.
About, a certain dry goods inundation,
Sing hey, tho cheapest goods in town by fur.
noni.
Tho very cheapest goods in town by far.
rkpohtf.r.
Good lellow, in conundrums you are speaking.
Sing hoy, the mystic merchant that you are;
The answer to them vainly I am seeking,
Sing hey, tho cheapest goods in town by iar.
BOTH.
The very cheapest goods in town by (nr.
MERCHANT.
Kind reporter, on to-morrow I'll be going,
Sing hey, the boss reporter that you aro,
To New York, and soon then I'll be showing
The biggest stock but take you this cigar.
BOTH.
Tho very cheapest goods in town by lar.
REPORTER.
Good follow, you have given timely warning, .
Sing hey, the thoughtful merchant that you
are;
I'll whoop you up lively in the morning,
Sing hey, the merry flft eon-cent cigar.
BOTH.
The merry, merry fifteen cent cigar.
P. S. It was the reporter tliat got the puff.
Cincfnnati Enquirer.
ITEMS OF INTEREST.
Chinese never eat oysters in their fresh
state.
The train that beats electricity The
train of thought.
Draughts which are never cashed
Those of a drunkard.
Oats that will grow in winter as thrifty
as in summer. W lid oats.
If vou wish to know how to compose
yourself, learn the art of type-setting.
The axe was an ancient weapon used
in the most remote periods in warfare.
The full capacity of the lungs is about
three hundred and twenty cubic inches.
In sitting for a picture the person who
winks at the camera gets a reply in the
negati e.
There are more than hve hundred
separate nerves and blood vessels in the
human body.
I fear that you do not quite appre- 1
hend me," as the jail-bird said to his
baffled pursuers.
If a man wilHell me what he thinks
ov his nabors, i kan tell him what his
nabors think of him. Josh Bdhngs.
The laws of Oermnnv are stern. For
speaking disrespectfully of the Crown
1 lince in a puonc piace oi cnici uviu
nient. a teacher of languages has been
sentenced to four months' imprisonment.
The Rome Senliiicl asserts that the
healthy Indian is a well red man. II
you were to see him licking molasses out
of the bottom of a government bucket,
you'd think he was a pnil-faced man.
Ottawa uepubacun.
Tissue paper napkins, with colored
ornamented border, are used in the cheap
dining-saloons of Berlin. They cost
about two dollars per thousand. They
are used because linen napkins were so
frequently pilfered.
Perhaps the lunniest object is the man
who spends his first day in a newspaper
office. He tries to appear as if ho had
been in a newspaper office all his life,
but somehow he doesn't seem to feel
easy. There seem to be too many bones ,.
in his shad. New York Herald.
The amount of cnpital employed in
cotton manufacture in the United States
in 1800 was $89,000,000, yielding a return
of eight per cent.; in 1870, $111,000,000,
yielding a return of seven per cent. ; in
1878, estimated at $208,000,000, yielding
five per cent, return.
THE t'AIl.M.
God bless the larm, tho dear old lurm,
God blecs it every rood,
Where willing hearts and sturdy arms
t'an earn an honest livelihood,
And trom the courxe and fertile soil
Win buck a recoinpenwe from toil.
There is a tremendous dispute raging
in Madras over a hair from the prophet
Mohammed's beard. This holy relicts
inclosed in a case, guarded by an official
who has a government pension of 100
rupees per annum, and six Mussulmans
are disputing before the Madras high
court for its possession.
Prof. Benjamin Pierce, of Harvard Col
lege, says the whole number of comets
which are capable of being seen from the
earth, and winch are contained in our
suu's sphere, maybe fairly estimated at"
over 5,000,000,000. Considering the hard
ness ot the times we should say that the
sun's sphere was pretty well fixed, as re
gards comets.
The Sawdust Magnates.
The wane in the circus business is
noted in the New York Mail, and the
whereabouts and occupation of many
onco famous therein are given. Dr.
Spaulding is living on his money in
Saugerties, N. Y. Yankee Robinson is
an actor in Western theaters. Ben.
Maqinley, Tony Pastor and Frank Pas
tor, formerly clowns, are also on the
theatrical stage. Andrew llaight, once
owner of the Great Eastern Circus, is
keeping hotel in Chicago. Of other pro
prietors, Joseph Cuslnng is farming in
New Hampshire, J. M. Nixon is manag
ing a theater in Chicago, Montgomery
Queen is interested in Brooklyn street
railroads, Ivi North is also living in
Brooklyn, W.J. Metchear keeps a hotel
in Providence, George K. Goodwin runs
two theaters and a dollar store in Phila
delphia, Eaton and Daniel Stone are
farming in New Jersey, R. E. J. Milas
owns a Cincinnati theater. Burr Rob
bins is lecturing in the Weston temper
ance, and the Cooper of ('(Miner & Bailey
keeps a horse mart in Philadelphia; Dan
llice, after many ups anil downs, is
building a floating theater to run on the
Mississippi. R.iriium, Forepaugh, Rob
inson ana Lent are the only old proprie
tors who are still in the business.