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Little Things.
We call him strong who stands unmoved
Calm an some tempest boaten rook
When somo great troublo hurls it shock j
We say ot liim, his strongth is proved;
But when the spent storm folds its wings,
How bears ho then lilo's little things?
About his brow we twine our wreath
Who seeks the battle's thickest smoke,
Braves noshing gnu and saber-stroke,
And sooflij at danger, laughs at death;
We praise him till the whole land rings;
Bi.t is he brave in little tilings ?
We call him great who does some deed
That euho beam Irom shore to shoro,
Dooa that, and then does nothing more;
Yefc would his work earn richer meed,
When brought bolore the king of kings,
' Were ho but great in little things 1
Wo closely giiard our costlo gates
When great temptations loudly knock,
Draw every lolt, clinch every lock,
And sternly fold onr burs and gates;
Vet somo small door wide open swings
At the sly to-ich ol little things.
1 enn lorgive 'tis worth my whilo
The treacherous blow, the cruol thrust ;
Onn bless my loons Christian must,
While pntimico smiles her royal smile;
Yet quick resentment fiercely slings
lt cliots of ire at little things.
A' d I o.iii trend beneath my feet
liie liilU ol iHHi n'n heaving soh,
WIimii wind to'uoil waves roll stormily ;
Vet sra'-ee resist the iren sweet
i'ii.il ut my henrt's door softly sings
" Forget , lorget life's little things."
But what is ijtb ? Drops mske the t.ea;
And petty eares and small events,
.Small cuiiHes and small consequents,
Make up the sum lor you nnd me;
Then, oh, for strnngih to iiiit the stingt
That arm the points ol lilllo things!
Ellen P. Jt.lerlon.
Margaret Arnold's Christmas.
Margaret Arnold laid a letter on tlie
table in the hull, where were other let
ters awaiting the hour of mailing, nnd
tripped up-stairs cheerily, with a smile
'on Iter lips and in her dark eyes.
She even hummed a little song softly,
ns she passed through the nursery and
entered the school-room ; and the chil
dren ceased their noisy play to run after
their governess and climb into her lap.
" What makes you sine. Miss Ar
nold P'' questioned the little Elsie. "You
haven't sung for so long, and you look
so tired always. You don't look sorry
to-night, though. What is making you
glad r
The child laid her head against Mar
garet's shoulder caressingly iu she spoke,
and patted her governess's cheek with
a soft, tiny hand.
" Why do I singP" replied Margaret.
"Oh, Elsie, don't you know Christmas
is coming, and we ought to be glad
oughtn't we, dear?''
"Our house is jolly at Christmas
time, I tell you!" interrupted Harry, a
boy of seven winters, who had himself
been a Christmas gift to his mother, and
who, as a consequence, enjoyed an un
usual share of presents at each return of
bis birthday. It's awfu'ly jolly, and
we have lots of company. Do you have
nice times at your house, Miss Arnold P"
We used to. when I was a little girl,
Harry, but there are nly two of us now
mother and I and our Christmas
days are quiet, although very happy,
when we are together."
" Won't you be glad to get home again,
Miss Arnold? I'd be awfully homesick
away from mamma so long!"
And Margaret replied, gently :
"Glad to get home? Oh, Harry, if
you only knew how glad!"
The opening of the schoolroom door
interrupted the conversation, and Mrs.
Granger entered.
"Oh, here you are, children. Papa
was asking for you. Kun down stairs."
Then, as the little feet weie patting
merrily through the hall, the lady
turned to her governess.
" I came to say, Miss Arnold, that it
will bo impossible fur you to go home
this year for Christinas. My daughter
Isabel expects company to remain with
us during the holidays, and you can un
derstand how troublesome the chidren
will be without your care. I am sorry ;
but. after all, it can't make much differ
ence to you, I presume, and really your
presence will bo absolutely necessary to
me."
She withdrew herself and her trailing
robes from the sc hoolroom, as Margaret
bowed a silent reply to the command
which had instantly driven the gladness
of only a few moments previous from
her heart.
What did she know of the glad plans
and' hopes which the children's gov
erness had ventured to form in honor
ot the coming season of joy and peace?
Or. if she had known this woman of
fashion and ease, would she have cared?
But the twilight shadows came on and
filled the schoolroom with gloom as
dark as the gloom which crowded the
sunshine from out Margaret's heart, and
presently the girl went wearily out of
trie room ana oown tno stairs.
Thomas, the footman, was just gather
ing the letters from the table for the
purpose of mailing them; but Mar
garet's voice arrested him.
" Thomas, there is a letter to my
mother amongst those; will you kindjy
hand it to me?"
The letter, with all its words of lovins
cheer and glad anticipations for the
lonely, widowed mother far away, was
laid quietly upon the coals and burned
before Margaret's eyes ere she lighted
the gas ana penned, with trembling
hand, another whiou must go in its
place.
The tears were dry, and the patient
heart had grown yet more patient, after
he following lines were written and ad
dressed to " Mrs. M. Arnold, ,
Conn.:"
" Mr Paulino Motiikk : I thought to
spend this Christmas with you. but
Mrs. Granger has decided that my ser
vices are needed here. I am paid for
those services what right have we to
grumble? In fact; what rights have
the poor at any time, molherP Does
this read bitterly P Well, my heart h.is
ventured to rebel against fate a little to
night, for, one hour ago, I was so happy
I fairly sang, and my heart was so full
of plans for you and myself that I even
regretted the few days intervening be
tween now and the time of my expected
homeward start. Oh, mamma, dear,
help me to be patient, and, above all,
help me to look on the bright side, if
there be such a side, to our lives.
"Yours, Makoarkt."
This letter was sent at last, and Mar
garet now awaited Christmas as though
it were only the usual Sunday, which
would give her one day's rest from study.
She turned the light down low, replcn
ished the fire, and drew her chair close
beside the glowing coals. Down stairs
the children were romping with their
father, Isabel was singing at the piano,
and Mrs. Granger in her boudoir, was
reading the last novel. Dinner would
not be ready for an hour longer, and
Margaret could have that hour all to her
self if she chose.
So her thoughts went back to the past,
and though, in doing so, they opened a
wound which time had not quite healed
a wound which caused her to shiver
and moan yet there were threads of
joy and happiness whica she could
gather up and weave backward and for
ward until the old days, when she lived
in sunshine and clover, were made
whole again; and she lived them over
in her memory till she grew calm and
quiet, ana the old pain deadened some
what. There had been such happy Christmas
times for her long ago, when she was
the idolized daughter of her wealthy
parents! And there had been true and
noble hearts laid at her feet erg she had
seen her twenty-fiist birthday ; but her
woman's heart had chosen onlvto yield
itself and its love to Howard Winthrop,
a young bookkeeper in- her father's
firm. Without tho means sufficient
to marry, he yet dared to fall in love
with his employer's daughter, an J,
despite the amazement of friends and
relatives, Mr. Arnold had chosen to
sanction the engagement, and ask only
that Howard would wait a few years
ere he claimed Margaret as his bride.
" A fine young fellow," he said pri
vately to his wife; "and if the child
chases to marry him, when she might
have a choice of a dozen rich fellows,
why, I shan't hinder, so long as he is a
good fellow and honorable.'"
So they were engaged, and everything
wus going on well, until one morning -i
letter addressed to Margaret in the well
known handwriting of Winthrop was
found to contain the following lines,
evidently inclosed by mistake in the
wror.g envelope:
"Wait a while. Jack, my boy; the
money will be mine in good time, and
then yu will see how much love counts
for in my opinion. A fellow can't live
without money, and if a pretty girl must
be thrown in to boot, why, so much the
better, maybe! I can steer my boat as
well as the next one, you know. Keep
dark about this. Don't keep this letter
a minute; burn it, and wait patiently.
1'il payall I owe in good time.
Yours, Winthuoi"
Margaret had loved well and truly;
but high spirited as she was by nature,
and scorning deceit and unwortliiness
from the bottom of her soul, her pride
could not brook the insult of this letter.
She well understood how easily the
mistake had happened. Doubtless the
letter which had been intended for her
had been inclosed in an envelope to
this " Jack," whoever he might be; and
in the hurry of sending the letters,
Howard Winthrop had not discovered
his error.
For one moment the girl stood like
stone, with dry eye and pale, set face ;
then straight to her father she went,
and laid the letter before him.
f 1 AI 1 TW .
j n less man an nour no warn win
throp received a letter from Mr. Arnold,
inclosing one from Margaret, in which
lie received his dismissal, both from his
situation in the firm and from Mar
garet's presence.
I here were no words of explanation
sought by Margaret and her familv.
Impulse had ruled things with a high
hand, and pride kept the girl from a
broken heart, although she quivered and
moaned with pain and grief for months
after.
Several letters from young Winthrop,
received at the time of the affair, were
promptly returned unopened, and soon
he left the city, and was seen no more
by his former friends.
Since then, Mr. Arnold's failure and
death had left his wife and daughter in
circumstances so different from former
days, that they withdrew from society.
Mrs. Arnold settled herself in one of
Connecticut's small villages, and Mar
garet had drifted, after many weary
days, into Mrs. Granger's family as gov
erness. With the children she was
peacefully happy ; with Mr. and Mrs.
Granger on terms of simple good-feeling.
.With Isabel she was a stranger,
save for the formal morning and even
ing salutation.
The young lady, who possessed nly
the riches which her father's daily toil
had accumulated for her, as her sole at
traction, could not well conceal her
envy of her little brother and sister's
governess, since the latter was beautiful
in face and figure, and attractive, even
in her poverty and dependence, lor the
refinement and delicacy of her nature.
Whatever Margaret Arnold wore
whether a 6imple flower in her hair,
brought her from the conservatory by
the lovine hands of her little pupils, or
the plain white collar round her perfect
throat, or though she threw carelessly
about her shoulders the worsted shawl
which Isabel had cast aside as unfit for
wear and unfashionable still the con
trast between the governess and the
young lady of the house was by heavy
odds in favor of the former, and Isabel
grew sick at heart with envy. Nothing
that young damsel might don, whether
jewelry rich and rare, or robes of silk
and velvet, could cause or help her out
shine the perfect loveliness of quiet,
gentle Marvaret, who daily clothedjier
self in black, and wore no jewels save
the pearl pin which inclosed her father's
hair.
If it had not been for fear of annoy
ance from the children, Isabel would
gladly have sent Margaret home at the
time when she expected so much com
pany, lest by chance some admiring eye
should discover her.
" Miss Arnold, can you put the chil
dren to bed tonight P I have sent nurse
on an errand, and she is detained; nnd 1
thought you wouldn't mind taking
charge of them to-night, you know,
And afterward, would you mind com
ing down to help Isabel and her
friend dress for the party at Miss
Howe's P Your taste is so good, you
see, and really I'll be very much obliged.
It isn't in the line of your duties here,
I know, but maybe "
" I'll oblige you, certainly, madam, if
you think me competent to suggest in
the matter of dress," replied Margaret.
And she put the little ones to bed, re
warded for her care by hearing Harry's
loud whisper to Elsie, that " he, thought
Miss Arnold thu prettiest lady in the
world, and he wished she was his own
sister, 'stead of Isabel," a " 1 went down
to the dressing-rooms to la ip Isabel and
her friend.
There she learned more of their pri
vate affairs than interested her ; but tney
talked to each other of this and that,
quite ignoring Margaret's presence, and
she knew ere long that "Mr. Harold
Weston was dead in love with Miss
Berkly "Isabel's friend and guest
"and would no doubt propose soon."
Also, that u ho was to call for them
that evening to attend the party; that
he was handsome and rich and Bplen
did," etc.
"When we're married, I mean to
travel all over Europe," said Miss
Berkly, while Margaret knelt beside her
and looped her rich overskirt of Jaee a
trifle higher.
"But," interrupted Isabel," you aren't
engaged yet, and I may win him away
from you know."
" There, Miss Arnold, you may go
now. Thank you. You have very good
taste."
And Margaret gladly returned to her
schoolroom and books.
" Well, Isabel Granger!" exclaimed
her guest, jestingly, "you may just
thank your stars that your governess
will not be n exhibition to-morrow
when Harold Weston comes to dine. I
tell you, neither you nor I would con
trast favorably with her. I never saw
such a perfect face; and those eyes'."
"That girl puts on airs enough to
make one sick of her," was Isabel's ami
able reply. "One would think her a
born duct ess, to see her manners at
times! I do wish that mamma would
seud her away!"
The door-bell put a stop to further
discussion of poor Margaret, and Mr.
Weston was presently announced.
It was late that night ere the party
goers returned, and Margaret was
dreaming of her mother, and the old
days of liappiness before she learned
that a man may seem to be all that is
noble, and yet be a villain.
She was dreaming about Howard
Winthrop, and that- his arms were
about her, when the sound of voices in
the lower hall aroused her. She heard
Mr. Weston's "Good-night!" as I.sabel
and her friend parted from him at the
door; and something in his voice min
gled with the dream she had awakened
from, nnd thrilled her long after the
wheels of the carriage had died away.
"I hope Miss Berkly's experience
with love and trust may differ from
mine, heaven knows!" she thought, and
turned t snoherlmber again.
But this time she dreamed only of the
cruel letter, and when morning dawned
she awoke with tears in her eyes.
The grand Christmas dinner was over
at last. Isabel had enjoyed it because
Margaret, shy of meeting so many
strangers, had declined to dine down
stairs, and she, with Harry and Elsie,
had eaten their own good dinner in the
nursery; all the pleasanter because
minus the wearisome etiquette of the
large table. Harold Weston had enjoyed
it, because the two young ladies made
the fuss over him which it is perfectly
natural any man should like.
But, truth to tell, his heart was in no
danger, neither of the ladies, notwith
standing Miss Berkly's confidential con
fession to Isabel, reaching his standard
as to true womanhood, and because long
ago he had decided all women unworthy
a man's trust and love. But he talked
and laughed and played the agreeable,
and at the proper time the ladies retired,
leaving the gentlemen to their cigars.
And presently little Harry ran from
the conservatory, with a beautiful white
rose in his hand.
" It is for Miss Arnold," he explained,
when Harold playfully caught the little
hand and asked for the rose.
And who is Miss Arnold?" asked
Harold, more seriously.
" Oh, she's a beautiful lady who
teaches us lessons, and is awfully sweet!'
" Only the children's governess," ex-'
plained Mr. Granger, and the conversa
tion turned on other subjects.
But a little later, as Margaret, who
had gone down to the dining-room for
something, paused a moment before the
fire and listened to the sound of music
from the parlors, Harold Weston en
tered, and, without seeing Margaret,
advanced to the seat he had occupied at
dinner, and looked for something be
neath the table.
"Are you in search of something,
eirP" asked Margaret, who had not seen
the gentleman's face.
At the sound of her voice, he started
and turned around.
" I dropped a small seal from m v chain
at dinner-time, I think, and have just
missed it. I didn't wish to disturb the
family, thinking I could easily find it
here."
Then, as Margaret raised the light,
he Hood transfixed, and f-he, with Hid
den weakness, sat down in the nearest
chair.
" I'ardon me, I did not know you
were "
"Oh, Margaret, is it really you whom
I see at last at last!" Harold inter
rupted. "I do not understand." she replied,
confusedly, passing her hand across her
eyes, and then looking up at him timidly.
" Are you not Mr. Weston P I thought
at first, so wonderful is the resemblance,
that you were an an-old friend of
mine, whom I Had not seen for for
many months and years."
" For three years, Margaret Arnold,"
he replied. "It is three years since
you since oli, Margaret! since you
sent me a cruel and unjust note, and
now I find you here! you a dependent
in a sfanger's house!"
"Sir, what is your name? May I
ask if this, or the one by which I 'used
to know you, is the fictitious one, and is
it your habit to change your name when
making new acquaintances P"
Her calmness had quite returned ; her
cold hauteur cut him deeply, and his
pride helped him to speak steadily.
"This is no time or place to explain
matters. I will only say that you have
done me grievous wrong all these years,
and that I never wrote the note you re
turned to me. Moreover, the name I
now bear is settled upon me by mv
uncle's will, and with its adoption I
was mode his heir. That is all, Miss
Arnold. I will not detain you longer.
The seal I am in search of can be found
to-morrow. I value it highly, and
would not lose it. If possible, I shall
keep it by me my life through. If you
will honor me with an interview to
morrow, I will be grateful, and hoDC to
appear a little less sinful in your' eyes
ere long."
" I scarcely think an interview neces
sary, sir," answered Margaret. "Our
paths lie far apart now, and I can sin
cerely wish you a happy future, either
married or unmarried."
She held out her hand as she spoke,
with a sad smile; and his own shook
visibly as he took, after long years,
once more the little palm within his
strong clasp.
"I shall never marry, Miss Arnold.
A man can love as I have loved but
once in his lifetime. God bless you!
Good-by."
Then he went out of the room, and,
pleading tome excuse, left the house at
an early hour'.
And yet, before the door had been five
minutes closed upon him, Marearel
found the missing seal, and wept the re
on her knees as she recognized a little
gift she herself had long ago given him
and forgotten. He had carefully pre
served it in a rich setting after the form
of a seal, and all these years had carried
it about him.
The old love, long banished, was not
slow to well up in Margaret's heart
again, and chance favored an explana
tion between the two ere many days
an explanation which made the two
hearts happy beyond measure.
They never knew, but we can point
out the rejected lover of that " long aso"
who concocted, out of his foolish envy
and jealousy, the note which so cleverly
imitated Howard's penmanship as ti)
bring misery upon the two who were
all in all to each other.
But Margaret had faith to believe her
lover's word, and the glad Christmas
time was true to the motto of "Peace
on earth, good-will toward men," and
tho first day of New Year saw an engage
ment ring upon our Mnrgaret's finger,
which drove Isabel nearly wild with
envy.
Miss Berkly's visit was suddenly
ended. Nobody dared hint why, but
Isabel knew it was pique that ailed her
friend, and the contagion did not escape
herself. Margaret and her husband
went to Europe on a weddi ng-tour, and
Mrs. Granger is looking for'a governess.
Photographing Indians.
An Indian intertribal fair was held,
not long since, in the Indian Territpry.
in order to show some of the results of
civilizing the savages. A number of
tribes attended, and displayed articles
of home manufacture, such as needle
work, embroidery, lacework and blank
ets. Many of the Indians had their
photographs taken, and showed a child
ish delight in looking at their faces.
Others, however, could not be persuaded
to 20 near the camera.
Yellow Bear, of the Arapahoes, was
the first to pass through the ordeal of a
sitting. He suffered himself to be prop
erly seated and the camera brought to
bear upon him for the first time. But
when the prepared plate was placed in
the box and the cloth lifted he leaped to
his feet with a bound and attempted to
leave the tent.
AH attempts to reason, with him
failed. At last a photograph of a Chey
enne, taken some years ago, was shown
him. He looked at it a moment, then
went quietly back to his chair and sat
there like a statue while his negative
was taken. He explained that no Chey
enne warrior was a greater 'brave than
he.
The gigantic Osages on the other
hand, would not approach the tent.
They said the camera robbed them of
their good spirits.
The Kickapoos gave the same reason,
and a photographer, just returned from
their reservation, informed the writer
that he was peremptorily ordered out
of their country on that account.
The Indian is a profound believer in
the power of spirits for good or evil,
and takes care never to offend them.
The Modocs have a curious custom,
which affords a pertinent illustration of
this fact. They are an exceedingly
cleanly tribe and bathe frequently. But
before they enter in water, or even look
into it, they agitate the surface with
foot or hand, in order that the good
spirits may not 8e them and flee away.
The season's entertainments have been not
ably tree trom annoyance by coughing. Pr.
Bull's Cough pyrup doee this. Price J5 cents
bottle.
TIMELY TOPICS.
The following figures, compiled from
the returns of twenty-nine important
railroads, show the averasre life in years
of certain items of material and equip
ment: l-iocomotives 18.98
Passenger cars 13.81
Stock care 0.00
Freight cars 10.80
Iron mils 7.30
Steel rails 14.67
Oak ties C 77
Pino tie) 3.75
Hemlock ties 5.41
Cedar ties '4.75
Truss baidges 9.27
Trestle bridges 7.08
Pile bridges 8.45
Joint fastening 7.62
Telegraph poles 9.60
Fencing 8.85
As showing the durability of timber,
the fact is cited that the piles of a bridge
built by the Roman Emperor Trojan
were found, after having been driven
some I. .600 years, to be petrified four
inches, the rest of the wood being in its
ordinary condition. The elm pilea
under the piers of London bridge have
been in use more than 700 years, and are
not yet materially decayed, and beneath
the foundation of Savoy place, London,
oak, elm, beech and chestnut piles and
planks wer? found in a state of perfect
preservation, after having been there
for 650 years. Again, while taking
down the old walls of Tunbridge Castle,
Kent, England, there was found in the
middle of a thick stone wall a timber
curb which had been enclosed for 700
years, and some timber of an old bridge
was discovered while digging lor the
foundations of a house at Windsor which
must have been placed there prior to
the year 1396.
The Washington Post is of tho opinion
that " the report of the operations of the
lite-saving service deserves more atten
tion and more emphatic commendation
than it has yet received. It was only
after long importunity and numberless
appeals from humanitarians that the
government was induced to adopt a sys
tem of saving life and property along
our perilous coast. The service has
fully justified all that was ever claimed
in its behalf, and is richly deserving of
most hearty and liberal support. There
is no duty requiring a rarer combina
tion ot skill and courage than that of
the heroic, men who occupy the life
saving stations. As the telegraphic re
ports of the oft-recurring marine dis
asters have appeared in the newspaperv
tney nave tola now tlieBe men have
Sone to the rescue of sinking ships and
stranded crews ; have told the story in
plain ana nusmess-like terms, and lew
have thought of the courage manifested
or the vast pood accomplished. Yet
there were 2,049 lives and $1,445,0H6
worth of property saved by this institu
tion during the last fiscal year."
The reward offered by the American
humane association for a cattle car that
will enable railway companies to trans
port stock without cruelty, should
stimulate inventors. The reward for an
invention that will meet all the require
ments is $5,000. As cattle are now
transported, one great cause of com
plaint is lack of water. Under existing
arrangements the animals suffer, and to
a degree that sometimes lessens their
value. Tho huddling of numbers to
gether is an evil, as in addition to the
cramped quarters, which do rot permit
fiee movement, unruly or vicious ani
mals sometimes wound nnd even kill
others. The jolting of the cars also
causes sores, which impair the value of
the cattle. It is not likely that there
ward offered will accomplish what the
keenest-wittcd railway men and stock
importers have failed to discover, but it
may possibly be the means of suggesting
methods that will at least mitigate the
evils complained of. The man who can
devise means by which cattle can be
transported great distances without
sufl'cring as they do now, or without the
loss now experienced, can make a hand
some fortune. But to do that he must
not require much more room than is
occupied by a cattle car, nor must he in
crease the weight very much.
The protection of ships' bottoms from
corrosion lias proved a difficult prob
lem to owners; but the fortuitous dis
covery that the juice of plants of the
order eitphorbiacw, common and luxuri
ant in tropical climates, preserves iron
from list, is likely to be usefully no
plied to the preservation of those por
tions of ships below the water line, not
only from corrosion but from fouling.
It seems that during the survey of Natal,
some two or three years ago, one of the
officers found that when certain plants
of the order named were cut during the
clearing, the knives were firmly coated
with tr.e abundant gum which exuded
from them, and that the knives thus
coaled did not rust. In consequence,
experiments with the gum in question
were afterwards made by Sir Andrew
Clarke, who some two years ago had a
shed of iron coated with it immersed
in the waters of the Chatham dockyard,
where everything becomes rapidly foul.
On being taken out it was found to be
quite clean. The gum is intensely bitter
and poisonous, which prevents the ad
hesion of marine animals to any sub
stance with which it may be covered,
and as the plants supplying it are found
in abundance on the sea side in low
latitudes, even if this agent should prove
only moderately jfiicacious it may prove
of great service to the shipping interest.
Some one has figured up that when a
man says his wife is worth her weight
in gold, and she weighs 120 pounds, she
is worth iust -iooou. a tat wile,
weighing 31.0 pounds, would be worth
$90,000, according to this calculation,
but T.20 pounds of wife is worth more to
a man unless he intends to exhibit her
in a 'side-show to a circus. Norris
town Ikrald.
"Now lay in your coal," says an ex
ih:nge. Not if we know onrtelf!
Christmas Carol.
File on tho ChiHtmns log
Higher and higher;
Cheerily, cheerily
Crackles the lire.
Now lot the bolls ring out,
Merrily, merrily;
Xow let the children shout
Cheerily, cheerily.
Let no harsh voices sound
Drearily, drearily;
Iet naught but joy abound
Merrily, merrily.
Xow let homo voices sound
Brimtul ol meainng;
Now let bright eyes abound,
Radiantly beaming.
Lot not a note bo heard
Breathing ol sorrow ;
Lot not a soul bring here
Care for the morrow.
File on the Christmas logs
Higher and higher ;
Cheorily, cheerily
Crackles the fire.
Herald ol iuture bliss
Joyously dawning;
Hail to thee, bail to thee,
Bright Christmas morning.
ITEMS'" OF INTEREST.
It is hard to fool cantor oil tha is
it is hard to take it in. Wheeling
Leader.
Some enemy of a Minnesota saw-mill
owner drove spikes into the logs so that
$500 worth of saws were spoiled.
Astor owns three thousand four hun
dred dwelling houses in New York city.
This is besides stores and other build
ings A series of lawsuits about an iron
bolt, valued at ten cents, has already
cost the litigants $500, at Plain City,
Ohio.
Paradoxical as it may appear, it is
nevertheless true than when a blind
man crosses the ocean he goes to sea.
Witlerloo Observer.
Victor Hugo predicts that in the
twentieth century, war, capital punish
ment, monarchy, dogmas and frontiers
will all disappear.
Strange as it may seem, it is neverthe
less true, that when you purchase fish
-Lby the pound the scales are always
thrown in. McKcan Miner.
One of the largest of the dry goods
stores of Paris was visited in one day re
cently by 64,920 persons, and the money
taken amounted to 1,135,372 francs,
eighty centimes. There were sold 420,
000 francs worth of silk, 7,000 francs
worth of umbrellas, 51,000 francs worth
of artificial flowers, and 25,000 francs
worth of fichus.
It is suggested that celluloid might be
used in the manufacture of false teeth.
It is capable of high polish, it is hard
without brittleness, and is not exorbi
tantly high in price. Thero is one ob
jection, to be sure its inflammability.
The person with celluloid teeth would
have to be very careful never to give
utterance to hot words, or even to talk
too glibly, lest the irictional heat should
set his teeth off one after another. The
result would be appalling. But perhaps
this very objection would prove to lie
tho greatest recommendation the cellu
loid could have.
A Strange Case.'
Transfusion of blood, albeit now a
quite common medical operation, is al
ways an interesting experiment. A
San Francisco surgeon h:w recently had
a singular experience in dealing with
colored patient. An aged negro was at
the point of death, and his life was
saved by this operation, about eight
ounces of blood being taken from his
wife's arm. Soon after the operation
the patient was enabled to take some
brandy and milk in the tiniest doses,
and he soon began to mend, and in three
weeks was quite well again. But the
sequel was the strangest part of the
whole affair. As soon as the husband
had recovered sufficiently to walk about
the house the woman was taken sick,
and finally the same doctor was called
again. He visited the woman, who
said Iter appetite was bad; she could
not sleep, and her illness was troubling
her so that she could do nothing but
lounge about the house and neglect her
work. The doctor left her, first prescrib
ing a tonic and direc ting her to take of
nourishing food, and then dismissed the
case from his mind, supposing that she
had recovered under his prescription.
A few days ago he was again called to
visit the woman, who received him in
a mysterious manner. Her form nad
grown thinner since his last visit, and
he also remarked the distressed expres
sion of her face. She took him aside and
whispered to him that she could not
rest day or night, and that she had
found the reason why. " I tell you,
doctor, its that blood of mine the old
man is carrying about inside of him;
and, doctor, when that old man comes
back, I want you to give roe my blood
back." The doctor seeing that the
woman would not be appeased unless he
complied with her requctt, promised
to return the next day, first informing
her of the dangers of the operation, and
that it was resorted to only in the most
urgent cases. She would hear of no ex
planations, but demanded that the opera
tion be gone through with. It was ac
cordingly done the next day, the doctor
taking from the man about half an
ounce of blood and transfusing it into
the woman's veins. After the operation
the woman brightened up perceptibly,
saying, "I'll be all right now, doctor."
And that the operation did prove a suc
cess was fully demonstrated by the sick
woman, who began to work a few hours
afterward, declaring that the "doctor
was a wonderful man, and now that
she'd got her own blood back again she
was all ri(.ht."