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roems of the Week.
SINDAV.
Lie still anil teat, in that serene repose
Thnt on this holy morning cotnos to those
Who have boon buried with the chit that
make
Tho sad heart weary and the tired heart ne.he.
Lie Siill and rest-
Hod's dny ol nil in bout.
i
MONWI.
Awake! arise! Cast off thy drewsy dreams!
Ited in the east, behold the morning hIohiim,
" As Monday goes, no goes tho wpek," dame
say.
Krtreshed, ri'ieve 1, use well tho initial day;
And hit! t liy neighbor
A!i'iaT MteKshls labor.
. It'lMlt.W.
Another morning's banner Hie unfurled
Another day looks smiling on the world;
It beholds new laurels lor Ihy soul to win;
Msr not in grnce by slolhlulness or sin,
Nor sad, awy
.Sond it to yesterday.
wkim:dav.
Hall-way unto the end the week's high noon.
The morning hours do npeed away no toon :
And wh(jn I lie noon is reached, however
bright,
Instinctively we look toward Iho night.
The glow is lost
. Once the inoiiiliun oront.
TIH'IIMDVV.
So well the week him s od, hunt ihoualiiend
Wo spwid an hour in converse. It will loud
Mew benuiy to thy InlHird ind Ihy litu
To pnine a little wnLciliinita in the tiliilu.
Toil mood seems rude
Mint hits no interlude.
r w, .
' om leasts abstain; he temperate, nml pmy;
Fust if tin u wilt; and yet, throughout the
lay,
Neglect no la'mr and no duty shirk ;
Not many hours aie lolt thee for thy work
And it were meet .
Tuat all should be complete.
M'H'ltKAV.
Mow with .the almost finished tusk make
haste;
So near the night, thou hast no time to waste.
Post up accounts, ami let thy soul's eyes look
For flaws and errors iu lile's lodger-book.
When lub.HH erase,
How sweet the sense ol peace!
Ella M hrrlrr, in Chicago Tribune. '
A NIGHT IN AN AVALANCHE.
Contra"" 1 arrangements and, c x
pectalionsVhe dear old. uncle who
had rearecTTne, I had not got further
along in life than to a third -class clerk
ship in the State department at Wash
ington, and tltis only because I could
write a fine hand, and make fancy capi
aniA .. .!;.... -i in
bcftic, mill iij v uioafrpuJULru uucjc.
- I believe uncle was thoroughly
ashamed of my getting into the depart
ment at all. He would a hundred times
over have preferred that I had been a
farmer. But when the hard times came,
and when the hard limes got harder,
and the old farm, going under a mort
gage, was oul rescued by my savings as
a third-class clerk, uncle sank his shame
in his gratitude, and my fancy writing
was ridiculed no longer.
Still, it was weary work, reading and
copying endless dispatches of the chief
clerk to our consuls in Europe, and all
that without any apparent hope of ever
becoming chief clerk myself. One day
I was copying adispatch of the secretary
to the consul at Z . It was to the
effect that from that day on he would,
in accordance with his request, be al
lowed f 1,000 a year for clerk hire.
"He will want a clerk, then, of
course," I said to myself, "and if I could
secure the situation, I might be happy
still." I didn't want promotion so much
as I wanted a change. That evening
the dispatch of the department, copied
nanied by a private note of my own to
fho consul. As a specimen of my writ
ing, I referred to the inclosed dispatch,
and informed the learned consul that I
could speak the German Ian gunge, hav
ing learned it evenings during my stay
in Washington. Perhaps the last re
mark, and not ray tine writing, settled
the business. Clerks who can speak
foreign languages are in demand with our
consuls.
In six weeks from that day I had
peeped into the great cities of London,
Paris and Brussels, and was now stand
ing at the clerk's desk of the American
consulate u( Z .
The business was not burdensome.
With the office onen Wut five hours a
day, we were happy. I had beautiful
times so did the consul.
Among the Washington letters last
winter was one from our worthy com
missioner of pensions, asking the consul
to investigate and furnish evidence that
certain widows and minor daughters of
United States pensioners living in his
district had not married, and thus for
feited their claim to further aid from
the government.
All the certificates, except 1,001, were
indorsed, and ready to be returned.
"This pensioner," said the consul to
his chief clerk one morning, " is proba
bly either dead or married, and I am
determined to find out which. It is not
so wonderfully far from here to the vil
lage of Bleiberg, and if you have an in
clination you may take the next train
and go there. Come back by Saturday,
and, of course, make the expenses as
inning as you can."
I hud long wished for a stroll of some
sort into the magnificent valleys of the
Carinthian Alps, and here seemed my
opportunity.
I was twenty-five miles still from
Bleiberg when I transferred my hand
valise and myself from a second-class
railway car into a first-class mountain
diligence.
It was a wonncrfully beautiful valley
I was to asr end to Bleiberg. There are
no finer mountain prospects anywhere.
It seems to me sometimes that all the
ornamental work of the creation has
been expended on Switzerland and the
Tyrol.
Usually, when in the mountains,' I
I ide outside with the driver, or up in
the imperial, perched like a leather bon
net on the top of the vehicle. I deter
mined fully to do so at this time.
How capricious is the mind of man, I
reflected, on entering the little station,
and seeing a young lady in a velvet
jacket and jrrny kids buy inside coupe
No. 1 for Bleiberg. In a minute and a
half I had chanced ny mind, and was
the owner of coupe ticket Xo. S.
I helped my traveling companion to
her seat, fixed my own precious baggage
into the box behind, and then pro
ceeded, naturally enough, to occupy in
side seat No. 2. There was but one
passenger besides myself. In twenty
minutes the two occupants ol that
mountain dilisence were tolerably ac
quainted. We spoke, of course, in German.
What struck us loth as very singular,
however, was the great similarity of
our German pronunciation. Miss Shel
ton Miss Margot Shelton, to be mor
explicit for I had seen her name on the
ticket as I passed it to the conductor
was perfectly certain I was not aSwiss,
much less an Austrian, and I was
equally confident my fair companion
was not n native to the Alps. Her Ger
man bore too strong an accent for that.
I afterward learned she had thoughtmy
own a little curious. Once, just for tho
sport of the thing, I shouted something
to the driver in English. How aston
ished I was to hear Miss Shelton add to
it a phrase as English as my own! We
held breath to explain, and in almost no
time at ail discovered that we were both
Americans. Strange discoveries fol
lowed they always do. Miss Shelton 's
fiilhcr had been a volunteer captain in
our army, and I myself had been within
a ri lie-shot of him when lie fell atVicks
burg. I ler mother, a native of Bleiberg, took
this only daughter and returned to her
old home, stopping at the solicitations
of friends, first for -months, and now it
had been years. In a moment I recalled
what had been puzzling me for an hour.
I had seen the name Shelton before
somewhere.
Who was pensioner 1004 but Elsie
Shelton why had I not thought of
t hat? wile of Captrin Shelton, killed at
Vicksburg in June, 1863. How ex
tremely singular! we both exclaimed.
Mrs. Elsie Shelton. I was soon informed,
wms not remarried.
The object of my journey was accom
plished. I might -return home at once.
I did not, however. Besides, Miss Shel
ton insisted' that I should go on and
visit pretty Bleiberg, her mother and
herself, f was easily persuaded.
Why had the consul's letters not been
answered? 1 asked, as we made a turn
in the road. "Ok:," said Miss Shelton,
'mother and I were both corning next
week to Z , to visit a relative there,
and so she proposed answering in per
son. Besides site is not so poor that
she cares dreadfully whether Uncle
Sam stops the ten dollars or so a month
or not."
By noon the church steeple of Blei
burg was in sight, and in an hour the
driver blew a shrill note or so on his
horn, the villagers hastened to the win
dows of. the houses as our four panting
ponies passed on a allop, and the little
old postmaster lifted his blue cap, and
gave us a salute all round. Mrs. Shel
ton was living witli a friend, then ab
sent, in a substantial two-story stone
house not far from the post.
" Tl is is Mr. ," said Miss Shelton,
laughing, as she presented me to her
mother, "a real American;' and, just
think, he has come to ask, mamma, if
you are married." The good-looking,
embarrassed little widow, soon un
raveled the nonsense with which Miss
Margot was seeking to overwhelm us,
and I wm welcomed not only as an
American, but as one who had been at
Vicksburg.
W lien the dinner was over I strolled
out through one of the loveliest situated
villages of the Alps. The view down
tho valley we had just ascended was en
chanting. Behind the pretty town, and
edaed by a green meadow sloping up
ward, was a forest of tall dark firs, and
above this an alp, angling up the side
of a steep mountain, known to all tour
ists as the'Kigi of the Kernthal.
It was only the 25th of February, but
the sun seemed as warm as in midsum
mer. The grass, so wonderfully green,
was high enough for pasture, and
violets and d uses peeped out every
where. It was "dangerously warm, in fact."
muttered the little postmaster in the
blue cap, as I handed him a letter to
post to the consul at Z , saying every
thing was well, but I couldn't possibly
be back on Saturday "dangerously
warm, because there had not been so
much snow on the mountains in fifty
years as now, and already people began
io hear of avalanches falling out of
season."
Bleiberg, however, is safe enough, I
thought to myself, as I glanced up the
sides of the old peak where, sure enough,
there were oceans of snow and ice glis
tening in the sunshine. But it was a
mile away, and between pretty Bleiberg
and it swept, like a dark veil, the forest
of tall fir trees.
" I don't like it it's too warm and
there's no telling," continued my would
be pessimist of a postmaster. "I
haven't lived in those regions well nigh
to fifty years for nothing. Snowing all
winter, and hot sun and daisies in
February, aren't natural. It means
avalanches to somebody somewhere."
I had almost forgotten that, as I left
the house of my fair entertainers, I was
informed that it was carnival-day in
the village, and that at three o'clock I
must be on hand to see the procession.
It was already after three, and I hurried
back to be offered a good place to see
from, at the upper chamber window of
Miss Margot, where, joined by her
mother, we awaited the boys in Btriped
trousers and masks, and the men with
music and flags. It was a novel sight,
as the long procession filed up the road
and approached the house where we
were waiting. The contrast of the
bright colors of the costumes and flags
with the green foliage and the greener
grass at the road-sides; the comparative
silence, disturbed only by the echoing
of the notes of music from the lofty
rocks; tho seeming diminutiveness of
everything of the men, of the thread
like roads, of even the houses and trees,
as seen under the shadow of the tower
ing mountains all added impressive
ness to the tiling.
There were possibly a hundred per
sons in the procession, with a score of
boys following at the sides, and all tho
villagers looking on. Suddenly the
music ceased ; there was an awful whiz
zing in the air; a cry of " Avalanehe!"
"Avalanche!" and an instant roaring
and cracking, as of falling forests. In
ten short seconds an awful flood of
snow, mangled trees, ice and stones
passed the house like the swell of a
mighty sea. Everything shook. The
procession disappeared as if engulfed by
an earthquake. Houses, right and left,
tumbled over, and were buried in one
single instant. The air, cooled for a
moment, and again hot, was rent with
the screams of tue mangled. An awful
catastrophe had befallen us; the wratli
of the mountains was upon the village!
For a moment we stood paralyzed
speechless. My first impulse was to rush to the
street, and to drag my companions with
me ; but there was no street. Even the
garden had di?appeared in a foam of
snow and ice We thought of the back
window at the embankment, but as we
tore it open, a single glance toward the
mountain lold us the horror was but
begun. "The forest!" we all shouted
in a breath. It was gone, all gone, as
if mown by a mighty reaper, and masses
of other snow seemed ready to slide.
The white brow of the mountain still
gleamed in the sunsliire, and seemed to
laugh at the desolation. Another whiz
zing, a roar, and with our own eyes
we saw the side of the mountain start.
Instantly and together we sprang down
the steps into the lower room. There
was a roll of tkunder, a mighly crash,
and then all was darkness. We were
buried alive beneath an avalanche.
What my first thoughts were I am un
able to recall. I only remember our
fearful cries for help; how we shouted
separately, and then united on one word,
crying together again and again, our
only answer the silence of the grave.
Every soul in the village, probably,
had been killed, or, like ourselves, had
been buried beneath the snow and ice of
the mountain . It was only after we
had exhausted ourselves with vain cries
for help that we meditated on helping
ourselves. We had not been injured.
Wo remembered that we were in the
little sitting-room down stairs, the win
dows only of which seemed broken in.
and filled with snow, ice and stones.
The stairway was also filled -with snow
and the debris of crushed walls. Above
us all was desolation.
The furniture in the room seemed all
in its proper place. We could move
about, but it was becoming terribly
cold, and we felt the sleepy chill, that
dreadful precursor of death by freezing,
overcoming us. Once we were certain
we heard voices above us, and again we
shouted to try to tell them we were still
alive. We listened; the voices were
gone we were abandoned to our fate.
For hours we had alternately shouted
and listened, until we sank down in de
spair. It must have been midnight
when, in our gropings about the little
chamber, our hands came on a wax
candle. In a few moments we had
light light to die by.
Hours went by. I don't know whether
we were sleeping or freezing, when I
started at healing a voice cry, "A light!
a light!" I sprang to my feet, and again
t lie voice cried, "A light !" In ten min
utes three half-frozen, half-insane
human beings were lifted from the
grave into the gray lightof the morning.
A hundred noble souls had labored the
long night through, seeking the buried.
Every man and woman, from every
village in the whole valley, had hurried
to the scene, and was straining every
nerve to rescue those to whom life
might still be clinging. We were
among the last taken from the snow and
mens, which had lain upon us thirty
feet in depth. Did those brave rescuers
wonder that we knelt to them and
kissed the hems of their ragged gar
ments? Beautiful Bleiberg is no more. Half
of those whom we saw dancing along in
the procession of the carnival, in the
bright sunshine, sbep among the violets
on the hill-side. The snow and the ice
and the black bowlders from the moun
tain, and the dark fir-trees, still lie, in
this summer of 1879, in one mass in the
valley. We all left as soon as we could
travel. I went home to Z .
My chief has resigned, ana I am now
acting consul in his place. Should the
Senate confirm all the new appoint
ments, I expect to remain as consul.
Miss Shelton thinks also of remaining,
and when Americans wander to Z
they will find the latch string of our
home at the consulate on the outside of
the door.
One word and I am done. Mrs. Shel
ton has lost a part of her pension so
much of it as was allowed for a miner
daughter. I have so reported it to the
commissioner at Washington. Harper's
Monthly .
Henry Nelson, of New Orleans, is
ninety-eight" too old to be fooled
with." he says. But some boys amused
themselves by tormenting him, until he
shot off the arm of one of them.
Mrs. Harris was ill, at Mitchell, Ind.,
and deliriously insisted on getting out of
bed. The husband tried by persuasion
to keep her quiet, and then losing his
patience, killed her with an axe.
Spring brings the blossoms. Autumn brings
the truil and also colds, etc., lor which noth
ing superior to Dr. Bull's Congo fcyrup has
ever been offered to tho public. It always
cure. l"rice 26 ceuta.
TIMELY TOriCS.
An idea of the condition of the United
States navy is given by the report of the
House naval committee, which says that
of the 142 vessels of the navy forty-eight
are not capable of firing a gun, eleven
steamships are laid up for repairs and
eight others are out of service, leaving
only sixty-nine capable of doing naval
duty. The navy is also short in guns,
having" oniy 250 pieces in the whole
navy, of which less than forty are rifles,
all the others being smooth bores,
which are out of all comparison with tho
modern gun for effective service.
It is somewhat hard to maintain a
free reading-room in New York. The
number of articles stolen from the
Cooper Union is giving the managers a
great deal of trouble. Not only are tho
ordinary books stolen, but it is found
next to impossible to keep up the sup
ply of Bibles on tiie desks, as they are
stolen as fast as distributed. The'brass
rods that keep the papers in place are
constantly stolen for the metal, and even
the worthless rubber checks given at
the door are stolen instead of being
given up as the person passes out. Two
years ago there were 2,000 checks, now
there are but 450. Twenty-five hundred
persons enter the free reading-room
daily. Ileieafter persons desiring to use
this immense reading-room will be
obliged to make application for admis
sion to the librarian.
It is the habit in Scotland as in
America to sell insurance tickets, with
railroad tickets when the traveler de
sires them. The cost of these insur
ance tickets, good (or one day, is
but a penny, and the company agrees
to pay a certain sum in case of death
within the twenty-four hours, or a
certain sum weekly in case of in
jury. It is rather remarkable that there
should not be a single insured person on
that fated Dundee train, but so the in
surance companies assert. This brings
up a suggestion of improvement in the
method of giving tickets for this pur-
Eose. There should be some method
y which the friends of the deceased
could find out whether or not he had
been insured. Almost every one on the
train that went into the Tay might have
been insured, yet there is no way of find
ing it out. Many of the bodies have
been swept out to sea and if they are
ever found it is doubtful whether an in
surance ticket on their persons would be
decipherable.
Ihe autopsy of the remains of the
woman who starved herself to death in
Cincinnati did not reveal any materially
diseased condition of the stomach. The
fac t that she lived for thirty days with
out using any nourishment whatever
would justify the conclusion that per
sons possessed of strong will power, and
having the hallucination or delusion
that they are suffering with some or
ganic disease or bodily disorder, may
live until the body is entirely consumed.
This lady was possessed of great power
ol will, and she had a delusion that she
had no stomach, and therefore made up
her mind that she would not take food
or drink, and continued in this condi
tion until there was a general exhaus
tion of the nerve-centers and mental
faculties, when she went quietly into a
calm sleep and died without a struggle.
The pathological condition of tlte pas
sages leading to the stomach all being
normal, with no obstruction, and all the
organs in a healthy state ready to per
form their various offices, would war
rant tiie conclusion that this lady would
have lived a great many vears if she
could have been Induced to partake of
sufficient nourishment to sustain life.
An account of a case of clear grit,
physical endurance and suffering from
pain, which stands without a parallel,
comes from Ontonagon county, Mich.
The story runs that a woodman named
J ames Irwin left Rockland for his forest
home at Lac Vieux Desert.on snow Fhoes
over an untraveled road through the
woods, which was covered witli two or
three feet of snow. A short distance
out lie stoppe'.; to build a tire, and while
engaged in chopping some fuel lie cut
one ol iiis feet. Failing to appreciate at
the time the extent of his injury,
he continued on his way, and
when out about twenty-five miles lroni
Rockland lie discovered that his wound
1 L'l) Q .1 n 1 1 . I f.n . 1 . " 1 .
rt,.i.- uuuii imp nun recjuircu me
otliees of a surgeon, and as there was no
puysiciaa at J.ac leux JJesert, he re
traced his steps toward Rockland where
he couli get one. His foot rapidly got
worse, so that lie could not bear his
weight on it. Alone, on an unbroken
trail or road, heavy with snow, with a
crippled and painful foot, his horrible
position can be imagined. It was a case
of life or death with Irwin, so falling on
his knees he commenced crawling on
" all fours " and alter thirty-six days he
was found within three miles of Rock
land, having crawled twenty-two miles
in a most deplorable condition, and
barely life enough left to stir. The
wounded foot had to be cut off. and
it was thought lie would lose the
other one, whic h was frozen. For sev
eral days he had dothing to eat. A man
who would undertake to accomplish
what Irwin did was not turned out of
a common mould.
The sultan haa ten servants whose
special duty is to unfold the carpets for
him when he is going to pray, ten- to
take care of his pipes and cigarettes,
two to dress his royal hair and twenty
to attend to his most noble clean shirts.
There arc a multitude of other attend
ants, about the palace; indeed, it is
stated that 800 families and about 4,000
persons live at his majesty's expense.
He is an extravagant housekeeper; the
annual expenditures of the palace are
mentioned as nearly $14,000,000,
A few years ago, when an unprece
dentedlv cold night left a litt'e skim of
ice on tfie pools in Jerusalem, the Arabs
declared that it was a miracle by which
water had been turned to glass.
Notes on Deportment.
Keep vour nails pared, and keep paired
yourself. Single-blessedness is an empty
mockery.
Part your hair neatly. Part your for
tune fairly.
Toe out, not in. Especially if you are
an employer, you would better turn out
your feet than your hands.
Keep your face cleanly shaved, and
stop there. Don't shave vour customers.
Don't talk with your mouth filled
witli food. And there is no call for
your talking much under normal con
ditions. Keep your clothing well brushed. If
you have no brush, tell you wife how
you long for your mother's cookery, and
you will have one instanter.
See that your collar button is secure
before you leave home in the morning.
Else you will find your clioler rising be
fore night.
When talking, don't keep fumbling
your face, as though you were fingering
a musical instrument.
Don't smoke in the presence of ladies.
This does not apply to the meerschaum
and brier pipes your lady friends have
given you from time to time. Smoke
in these ladies' presents as often as you
please.
Don't walk the streets with your cane
or umbrella thrust under your arm at
right angles with your body. The
policeman may take you for a cross and
take you up.
Don't interrupt a person in his talk.
The natural limit of man's life is three
score years and ten, and he can't go on
forever.
Never put your knife in your mouth.
The mouth is a very poor place to keep
a knife. Apt to make it rusty.
Don't tuck your napkin under your
shirt collar. The waiter may think you
would steal it.
Never say "I won't," even if it be
your wont to feel that way.
Don't speak so low that vou have to
be asked to repeat everything that you
have said. The second time of saying
a thing will frequently impress you with
its flatness. .
Don't speak so loud that everybody's
ears are outraged. It may injure your
trachea. Boston Transcript.
Thirty-Four Years in Jail.
An official record, recently published,
of the leading incidents in tiie nefarious
career of one Mr. Anthony Matek, an
Austrian thief of considerable renown
in the Cisleithan provinces of the Dual
Realm, is not uninstructive. This per
severing but unfortunate pilferer has
just attained the ripe age of sixty-eight,
thirty-four years and eight months of
his existence having been spent in one
or another imperial jail, while the
monotony of his solitary confinement
has been relieved at different limes by
his receiving 16.R00 stripes with rods and
370 blows with sticks. These latter
castigations were imparted to him dur
ing his term of army service. Military
regulations opposed themselves, it
seems, in a violent and arbitrary manner
to his confirmed habit of seeking uncon
sidered trifles in his comrades' pockets;
and vengeful martinets, deaf to his plea
that "congenial eccentricity covers a
multitude of sins," decreed no fewer
than six several times that, lie should
"run the gauntlet." The fact that lie
has survived those terrible ordeals bears
convincing testimony to the vigor of his
constitution. The value of the article?
stolen by him is appraised in the official
register of his adventures and mishaps
as not amounting in all to 300 florins, or
less than $150. His last sentence but
one eight years' imprisonment witli
hard labor, which he had worked out
only a few weeks ago was incurred for
the annexation of the Austrian equiva
lent to eighty cents. No sooner was he
free than he publicly relieved a lady of
her purse, containing sixty cents. For
this imprudent feat he has iust been
condemned to another six years of penal I
servitude, making up a total ta e of lorty
years and eight months' laborious seclu
sion for the acquisition of an amount
representing an income for that period
of about $3.75 per annum! The strictest
honesty could hardly have paid him
worse.
HSBSBBiMlnSH-
t A Depraved Small Boy.
A fearful example of criminal pre
cocity is afforded by a case which re
cently came before the assize court of
St. Peter, in Martinique. A boy named
Em i lien Dema, aged eleven, was accused
of deliberately murdering Paul Sarpon,
a child of three and a half years. The
following exraets from Dema's exami
nation will show the horrifying cold
bloodedness witli which lie admitted
the commission of the crime. On being
asked how lie despatc hed his victim lie
answered: I killed him intentionally.
I got him to come and play with me.
He followed me and we played together
at first, and then 1 led In m near the edge
of a cliff, and pushed him over. I next
jumped down after him, beat and kicked
him. bit him in the neck and finished
him off with a stone." Wishing, as he !
said, to assure himself of having really
" finished off" Sarpon, this young mon
ster stated that he- then dragged the
body into a pool of water and effectually
prevented any ri'turn of life bv placing
a heavy stone on the head. The preei
dent of the court inquired of Deina why
he had taken the child's life, to which he
replied: "Because I hated him for hav
ing me punished by my mother." On a
question being put as to whether he felt
no regret or pity on seeing the murdered
boy struggling m the agonies of death,
the prisoner, who seemed greatly sur
prised at such a query, answered decid
edly, "No," and added, on being fur
ther interrogated, that not even the fear
of the police would have deterred him,
as his desire was to "kill Paul." The
child criminal, who had given his evi
dence throughout most impassively,
displayed nofee.ingof any kind on being
sentenced to the maximum punishment
of twenty years' imprisonment in a
house of correction. (Ialiituii3 Mis-suitr.
Jnst One Little Song, Love.
Come, sing that song 1 loved, love,
When all life seemed one song;
Tor I am stricken now, love,
My strong arm Is not strong.
Then sing the song I loved, love,
Vou know that one sweet song.
Aye, sing that one sweet song, love;
Love, just that one sweet song.
For lile is none too long, love
Oh, love is none too long.
Then just one little song, love;
Ixve, jnst one little song.
1 know you love the world, love;
Nor would I deem you wrong.
But, when above my grave, lore,
Next year the grass grows strong.
Then sing that song I loved, love;
Ixve, just one little song.
No tears or sable garb, love;
No sighs to break your song.
But when they bid you sing, love,
And thrill the joyous throng,
Then sing the song I loved, love;
Love, just one little song.
Joaquin Miller, in the Parisian.
ITEMS OF INTEREST.
Over 1,000 cheese factories are operated
in New York State.
The Boston rosl considers a judge's
position a trying one.
Arizona contains 73,000,000 acres of
land, 5,000,000 of which are surveyed.
The people of Germany smoke 85,000,-
000 pounds of tobacco in their pipes
every year.
A California paper says that it is now
considered a well-settled point that the
production of raisins in that State will
be made profitable.
English authorities state that, out ol
every five loaves of bread eaten in Eng
land in 1800, three must come from the
United States and Russia.
A new steam hammer in the establish
ment of Messrs. Park Bros&& Co., Pitts
burg, weighing fifteen tons, and costing
$60,000, will, it is said, be the largest in
the countrv.
Over $22,QO0,0OO was expended in
New York city last year in the erection
of new buildings, which is in excess of
the amount expended for new buildings
any year since 1871.
The Smithsonian institute has sent a
commission to the Pacific coast to make
a complete collection of all the fish found
in the sea, lakes and rivers of California
and the neighboring States and Terri
tories. It is said that there is one cow for
every four persons in this country, and
if the wells and springs were to fail
tsome of us would be put on short allow
ance of milk and cream. Xorristown
llrnll.
The Suez canal receipts are reported
to have decreased in 1878 $323,200 from
tlioso of 1877, and 1870 showed a still
greater falling oil'. About three-quarters
1 f the vessels passing through are
British.
Professor: "Can you multiply con
crete number", together?". The class all
uncertain. Professor: What will be
I he product o' live apples multiplied hy
six potHes!1" Pc"'l (triumphantly):
"iiasn."
" nlnd words can never die." How
iiitterly does a man realize that terrible
truth when he sees all the kindest words
lie ever saw in his life glaring at him
from his published letters in a breach
of promise suit. Hawkey t.
According to the developments of a
lawsuit in Buffalo, the business of manu
facturing glucose is a very profitable
one. It is alleged that the shares of
tiie Buffalo grape sugar company, the
original value r.f which was fclOO'eaeh,
are now worth $20.1100 each, and it is
said tiie concern makes from $30,000 to
$40,000 per week.
Although to-day there are as many
beards in the House of Commons ns in
any assembly in the world, twenty-five
years ago there was but one. It be
longed to Mr. Muntz, member from
Birmingham, who did the public a ser
vice by persuading the government to
adopt the perforating machine in the
manufacture of postage stamps. Mr.
Muntz shaved until he was forty, when
his brother returned from Germany
Willi a line beard, which the M. P. de
ter nined to emulate. "H. B.," the
famous caricaturist, was soon at "the
limn with tiie beard," as every one called
Muntz. and represented him in a cartoon
as "a Brunmiagen M. P." Iu this por
trait lie carries a stout stick, which lias
special prominence, the reason being
that an irrepressible practical joker, the
Marquis of Waterford, was supposed to
have laid a wager that lie would shave
Muntz; hence tho cudgel to defend him
self from disbarbainent. Mr. Muni,
died, very wealthy, in 1H57.
Ninety and Nine.
On the Aletusch "lacier I saw a
strange, beautiful sight - the parable of
the ninety and nine reacted to the letter.
One day we were making our way with
ice-axe and alpen stock down the gla
cier, when we observed a flock of sheep
following their shepherds over the in
tricate windings between crevices, and
so passing from the pastures on the one
side of the glacier to the pastures on the
other. The flock had numbered two
hundred all told, but on the way one of
them had got lost. One ol tho shep
hards, in his German patois, appealed
to us if we had seen it. Fortunately one
of us had a field glass; with its aid we
discovered the lost sheep in a tangle of
brushwood on the mountain side. It
was beautiful to see how the shepherd,
without a word, left his hundred and
ninety-nine sheep on the glacier waste
(knowing they would stand there per
fectly still and talc), and went clamber
ing back after the sheep until he found
it ; and he ac tually put it on his shoulder
and returned rejoicing.