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Harper' Magazine. MISS MA HONEY'S LACE. They were having a very good time at the farm, hs pleasant a party of guy girl graduates as could well bo put to getlitT, when Miss Mahoney arrived upon tli8 scene of action, and her ap pearnnce was certainly like a wet blanket on all pleasure. . The ftum was on a mountain-side, high up in air: all below it a great amphitheater of lesser hills, mellowed in distance and vapors till they looked like the waves of a purple sea, with nor nd then michty rainbows span ning them: and all above it tho lofty tops of hiJl?, whoHe woods here feat ti ered off upon the morning sky, and whoso crags there jutted sharply in the stars at night. The air was full of the song of birda, the rustle of loaves, the hum of bets and the rushing of water falls, and it see aed to the happy young thing? that they were somewhere above the world in an ideal region lrom wt)ich no voice could summon them. But, for all that, a sharp voice called when Miss Mahoney was heard at the door, and the cruel common world burst in behind her. She came in the noon stage, and she brought such tons of lugitage! That had to come on another. Whai did she mean to do with it at the farm, where linen lawn was full dress P And she had a collie dog, and a huge cage witli a magpie in it, and themagpio chatte. ed like iLe confusion of tongues. Miss Mahoney stopped at tho door, opene t the cage, and let the magpie go. "He i nmpi httir nt emrl a). a t nr ' - - ' f (.4l4 UUVJ LJ 114.1 B. Picrson, our landlady, who hardly looked with kindness on the bird of evil. " He likes to havt his liberty and make his nct, and so I let him have it all the summer city life is so confining. And Laddie keeps an eye on him." But we all embraced " Laddie " at once, as ho put up his pretty nose and tender brown eyes to our fa' cs, and tho collie became the best friend of all the young girls.that day, particularly ol the pret tier ones, for he had quite a taste In boauty; he seemed to know that there was not a gallant about the place, and he might ho escort to the whole party if hey would, and he presently attached himscll so pertinacioudly to Ade;e Montrose that Jane Hunt said she should have toBhow him Philip's picture next, and tell Laddie that Philip was coming in a month. Miss Mahoney came down to tea in regabrray. No such garments had ever Vjn seen at the farm as her purple-striped velvet gauzes, with their satin under-stuff. As for her string of pearls, perhaps they were only Roman ; but if they were real, they were worth more than the farm ; and then the lace shawl whjch she knotted up round her throat as they sat on the piazza look ing at tho sunset more underneath than aixve them, " as if it had been Shetland wool," said Jane, "when it was price less Brussels net " "But she has oceans of lace," said MUa Meyer. "I opened her door by mistake as she wa3 unpacking, ana there it was, some in boxes and tray?, and some over chairs. What with laoes and jewels, tho room looked like the milky way." "She'll think we are a set of bar barians," said Adele, with her quick blush, " with hardly bo much as a tucker." - "And we shall think her a vulgar parvenue, bringing such things to such a pluco," said Jane. "Se'snota nouveau riche, at any rate," answered Miss Mever. " For she isn't rich at all. Mrs. Pierson knows about her. Sho inherited all her line things from some relation or other, and has only enough money to live on; and when r ) wants to do something ex travagant, lik-j coming to the moun tains, lor instance, she sells a pearl or a bit of lace." Mis Mahoney, of course, became an object of study to the girls, and was al ways accompanied in her progress by some awe and more ridicule the former as the possessor of finery that somehow went to their hearts every time they saw it or heard of it, the lat ter as a woman past forty, tall and an gular and ugly and ignorant, aping th appearance and manneis of young girl?. " 1 wonder how she came by Laddie r" said Adele, one day. " She gave a je-.vel for him," said Miss Meyer, laughing, "so as to have some thing to protect her other jewels. I'm sure It's no wonder how she came by Jack. That magpie will drive us all out of the house yet." "See him now," said Jane Hunt, "on tho limb of that hollow oak. Doesn't ho look like a limb himself?" "There certainly is something de moniac about Jack," said Adele. ' He came tapping a t my window lat night, and when I saw those eyes of his they made me shiver so" "He was after tho cakes in your closet." " Do you suppose he was?" she asked, as she was eoing off with Laddie. They didn't an v of them suppose so, for ah tho animals about tho place Beemed to have a fondness for Adele, cows and horses, cats and doves; even the wood birds had a way of flying low round the charming head as she called them. Some said it was her beauty, for sho was tho loveli-st little brown-haired, blue-eyed, white-browed, damask checked piece of flesh and blood one could imagine : others said it was her gentle ways; and tho rest fancied it was some nearness to nature in her, or some secret attraction like that of the Indian snake-charmers. "That is tho same way Bhe tamed Jane's brother Phil," said Lucia. " Every one knows that Phil was the haughtiest ano: most high-strung man in cxistcnrc.and rathcrdesoised women. And now he just adores the ground she waiKs on. "As for me" said Miss Mever. "I should be alraid that Hint sort of love was a glamour, and would break up some day." " There's no danger of Phil's love for Adelo breaking up," said Jane. "And how sho does worship him! Sho never mentions his name, but she writes to bim every day and she even saves the scraps of Ins writing on newspaper en velopesshe does indeed, girls 1" "Dear me! I wouldn't want to care so much for any one," said Miss Meyer. " I don't know anybody that's more likely to," cried Lucia. " When you do fall in love, Maria Meyer" "Don't you concern yourself, voung lady, about mo," said Miss Meyer, sharply, walking off to give Laddio a biscuit, which was at once stolen by Jack, Laddie being engrossed in a fine romo with Adele. "They say she used to care for Phil herself," whispered Lucia to her neighbor, ani then they tell to comparing-their tatting and crocheting, and getting out patterns, and Miss Mahoney joined them. Miss MahoneyVi morning toilettes were as extraordinarily severe s her atternoon ones were extraordinarily su perb. " Oh, Miss Mahoney!" cried one of the girls one morning, " if we had your Jaees, we shouldn't have to do tatting." ' " We hear you have such lovely lace," said Maria Meycr.with her grand air on. " I have some very pretty pieces," said Miss Mahoney "Our family is an old Irish family, and I am the last of it, and so in one direction and another I have fallen heir to a good deal." " And I suppose you know all about lace P"Baid Lucia. " I know all about m y lace. Some of It is quite nice. As pretty pieces," re peated Miss Mahoney, "of their size, as one could see in America." " What if you had a grand opening at some time, and let us Bee them all?" asked Luoia. "Why, with the greatest pleasure, any time now, if you Bay so." And of course the girls all said bo. and sprung to their feet at once. "Oh, is sho going to show m her laces P" cried Adele, dancing up with Laddie barking' and jumping round Jack, who had perched on her shoulder. "How lovely of you, Miss Mahoney!" and she followed with the rest. " This," said Miss Mahoney, when she-Lad opened her boxes, " is Venice point." "It doesn't look any different from tatting," said Maria Meyer. "Only," said Miss Mahoney. "as different as mist is from water. This is a bit of Spanish lace made in a convent. Here is a scrap of cardinal's lace; no- Dooy nut tne caramais at Home have it. I don't know how my grandmother came into possession of this scrap there used to bo an archbishop in our family somewhere, but that's not a car dinal. These are all old French laces Mrs. Palissey never saw their equal. But they are a great deal of care. I often think that piece of Valenciennes costs me ns much trouble as a child. These are Irish laces they are like hoar-frosts and blowing snow-drifts, somebody oneo told me. They don't make them now. See this piece of Eng. lish point old Devonshire point " "Oh, how lovely!" cried Adele, while the others were exclaiming over this and that. " Talk of snow-drifts!" and sho took the Devonshire point in her hands ; it was two or three yards of finger-deep edging in a couple of pieces caught together by a thread, of the most exquisitely delicate beauty both of tex ture and design idealized foam wreaths or the fancies of some frosted pane spread on a spider's web. "How per fectly lovely !" exclaimed Adele again, and she wound it around her blushing face before the glass. " What a finish for a bridal toilette P" and then she held it up in her hands in tho sunlight, and the magpie on her shoulder, cocking hij head on this side and the other, looked more demoniao than ever through the film of an end of it that lay over his shining blacK feathers., "You are exactly like one of those girls hold ing little bannerols that come dancing out of the facades of temples in those Pompeiian decorations of Phil's!" cried Jane. " What a pity that you're not going to marry a rich man, Del, who could afford you Devonshire point and diamonds. ' she added, the least atom maliciously, " instead of a poor young architect!' "If Adele wound a duster round her she would look decorated," said Lucia. " Most folks would," said Adele, tak ing off the lace soberly, and laying it down. "But I mutt confess that I think laco is the moit perfect thing made by hands; it always seems to me t.he ncn.rPfit. ftrni"nfirlt tKf m.n in wM'tVa ri nature, and about as lief make lace as paini pictures.'' And thenftli-iS Meyer besran Wrnntinir herai-lf in a hl.w-lr lo.n mnntlo ho precisely designed that the very uewarops scemea to glisten on the poppy petals there; and presently all the other girls were masquerading in the nreoioUS things, while Miaa Muhnnnu sat by complacently enjoying her mi.g- " Now. mv dPAX "afthi Miaa Mnlinnav .. , j , ....... ...... ,J , us one by ono they resigned their bor rowed plumes, "you see I have nico things, if I don't wear them." And, satisfied with the exhibition, during uic nexi ween Bne put on nothing cost lierthana nine-penny print. "Well," said Adele, "it's ust a pleasure to have them to look at." Poor little Adele wna t liAnnnnilnaa ry phan of penniless parents, and she taught drawing in a large school in Bos ton, where Phil had happened to see her and love her at first sight. Phil was coming before long now for his tuuutu a vacation, ana sue was oniy livincr hv eniinflntr iha l.mifa A tiffin restless till then, the light talk of the p eetjuiuu io ue-unmeaning ciauer, in whicli she had small interest, and she used to wander off by herself.sketch ing on her little pocket-boards, or lying in the fern or under the shadows of the nlia'n 14.1. 31 1 uiuis, wiiii an unrea dook in ner nana, hv tJlA hmir rAITOf rifif H .nnial with her cwn fancies, and with a drawing of the nnt.linea nf rA VVnrlH'n T?r,A i not strango that she did not particularly notice the demeanor of t ho o-irla -- (e sue uiu oDscrve uiem whispering with iucii jienus tuguiuer, in at Bne snouia i. .1 i . . . i uave uiougnc it no more tnan tne cus tomary misch lef and merr vmakin cr. She just as the sun was drying the grass and muss on tne top oi ureezy uiuit, Behind her tho great purple mountain, below her tho dewv verdure of tho hill ciHu.. hawks were soaring and sweeping over I. I, .. ,1 J . 1. , . I . " liuau in tuu marvelous Diue or tne stainless Bky, and under her feet the tops of the woods were bowing and -bending. It was not like daily life, ehe rroo BiiyiuK ui uerseu. jtnis wonder ful hill ennntrv! Tt ia inaf na it v,o died, and were really approaching vi ii. .iiu in ner wuue gown, with her bright brown hair floating out about her face in the wind that fanned so pure a color there, and with her luminous eyes borrowing the very color of the skieg, she looked almost as if she were. As she stood thero, rapt in rev erie and happiness the world was so beallLihil. anil Phil wna inmin nnxr il now, and she had hardly any other Liiougui sue aia noi notice miss Ma honev. under n hicr nniVirolla t;i!.. rf. " - .uiw.viui, kWl&.UK up to meet her, till that individual was ciose upon ner. "I have followed you here, Miss Montrose. ' said she, suddenly, in her most rasping tones, "to save you any mortification before the other boarders, and to ask what you have done with my i'evonsmre point. ' " With what?" "With my Devonshire point." vonshire pointP Why, Miss Mahoney, what do you meanP" she exclaimed, J J: r i uuhcenuing irom ner aay-areams. I mean what I say. My Devon- fill 1 r nmnt. Ima A iaannaa T ViAn searched pvervwbprp fm if ci liana V A b BJ V two or three others every box, every dk, every DasKet, every drawer. I have shaken every garment, have left no nook or corner neirleot.pd nnA it ia not to be found. You were the last person sen with it tho only one who appreciated it. What have you done : . t . i . oi, Willi lit " You must you must be dreaminir Miss Mahoney," said Adele. "What in the world should I d o with unnr laccr 1 nil "Finish a bridal toilette with it, per linns." Rflid Miaa Alnhnnpv "Do you mean is it possible vou can mean " " Miss Montrose, I mean that some body has taken mv lace, and that to he piam, suspicion points to you, and that I am giving you a chance to restore it to me before I call in an officer. For uouuwess, since you couia do 8UCU a thing, you know the value of that lace." " Am I talking to a crazy womanP" cried Adele. "No," said Miss Mahoney. "But I am talking to a thief." . For a moment Adele was dumb. Then the full meaning of the accusation smote her, and her anger flashed up like aflame. "How did it happen,'' she broke forth, " that so dreadful, so con temptible a woman came under the same roof with mo! Leave me leave me this instant! I refuse ever to speak to you again." " You will speak to the officers of the law, then," said MUs Mahoney, -using her umbrella like a tipstaff. " The peo ple at the house have but guessed that I suspected you. Now I shall speak at once to Mrs. Pierson and the other boarders, and tell them my certainty. I never dreamed that coming into a coun try farmhouse I was coming into a den of thieves." And she was aa good as her word.- Adele herself hurried down the moun tain, slipping and scrambling and roll ing. But fast as she went in her indig nation, Miss Mahoney's long legs had gone faster; and as she drew near the house, she saw that the usual gay morn ing parties on the piazzas were absent, and she presently understood, by the sound of the loud forgetful tones that came through the open window, that the loss of the Devonshire lace was under discussion. "Mr. Philip Hunt will learn," Miss Meyer was sayiog, "that before one marries a beauty it is best to see whether or not she is a kleptomaniac." "Kleptodddlesticksl" cried Miss Mahoney. "A thief s a thief. Rich or poor. She has my lace, or she hasn't. If she has, she's a thief, and four strong walis will hold her before nightfall, and save the lace of other people." It seemed to Adele that Bhe was cer tainly going mad herself. She walked in among them and stood looking about her, white a ashes, and with blazing eyes. " Is there any ono here capable of believing such a frightful thin? as this woman's wordsP" sheexclaimcd. "Miss Montrose!" cried Mrs. Pierson "Miss Montrose, don't you be a mite troubled. There's nobody believes her. We'd trust her, all of us, with untold gold" "I don't know," said Maria Meyer then, slowly and very white herself. "But I feel it my duty to say that pass ing Miss Montrose's door the other morning, I saw what looked very much like a long strip of lace fluttering at her window." "Maria Meyer!" cried Lucia. "I would far sooner believe you told a false hood " "Thank you," said Miss Meyer, with a scarlet face. "But your belief will not end the matter." And just then every one's glance followed in the direction of her own, and they saw tho tall figure of a dark young man in tiie doorway. " What is all thisP" cried a cheery voice. And at that Adelo turned too. "Oh, Philip i Philip!" she shrieked, holding out her arms. " Save me, save me, save" me Irom this drend ful woman!" In another moment the dark young man's arms were about Adele, and he was possessing himself of the state of the case. " And so, because Miss Montrose ad mired your lace, you dare to make such an accusation !" he exclaimed, turning on Miss Mahoney, and his face almost gray with wrath. " I make no unsupported accusation," said Miss Mahoney. Miss Meyer has seen the lace in Miss Montrose's room " ;Oh, you don't believe it, Philip!" cried Adele, in an agonized tone. " Believe it ! Not if all the" Just at that time so furious a barking rose without from Laddie, that Mrs. Piersoni who at any other time would not have minded it, now, with all her nerves fluttering, ran to see what was the matter, and in another moment her cry and call rang out so wild and loud that, by natural instinct half the people in the room had followed her to see Laddie, who had treed the cat in the branches of the old dead oak under Adele's window, himself powerless in the grasp of Jack, who had descended from his frequent perch in those branches, and planting himself firmly on Laddie's shoulders, had proceeded to tear out his hair by beakfuls. At the approach of Laddie's re-enforcement, though, in the shape of Mrs. Pierson, Jack extricated his claws, screaming and fluttering back; and following his flight with their eyes, they all saw what Mrs. Pierson had seen the end of some thing delicately white and fibrous peep ing from the moss and lichens in the crotch of tho hollow tree. Philip, who had not followed, but had remained, hushing Adele's sobs, heard the voices that called him; and in less time than it takes to tell, he was in the crotch of that trea. ' Whoso magpie is thisP" he cried, as well as lie could be heard for Jack's scoldinu-. fit. ting astride the branch, and beginning vj uuu out a long siring, nrmiy quilted and felted in the hollow with hair and matted moss. " Here is his nest, which he has hidden away; and here" (he knew very well what it was)" is this string oi any consequence.-"' "It is the lace! it is the lace!" tried Lucia. "The lace!" echoed Jane. "And that is Adele's room iust over the hol low. He got out with it from Miss Mahoney's room, and the wind fluttered this end into Adele's window while he was stowing it away; and that is what Maria Meyer saw, if she saw anthing." "Oh, my lace! my lace! It is ruined! it is almost ruined!" cried Misj Ma honey; and then she remembered Adele. "I am so sorry. Miss Mon trose!" she said "so sorry! Indeed I am! How can you overlook it?" I never can,1' sobbed Adele, trem- Diings in in every noer. " You mav iust Dack vtmr trnnlra. Miss Mahoney, for the afternoon st ige," said Mrs. Pierson. " I can't have " " And here's a comb." .interruDted Philip, still bringing out one thing after anotner - yours, Dy its air ana bring ing up, Mrs. Pierson. And a thimble, ana a oow ot ribbon, and a curl of yel low hair, and a stuffed humminir-hird. and and what is this, Adele P" and he held up a gold chain and onyx locket. "Oh. it is mine!" exclaimed Adele " It is the one you gave me on my birth day. I couldn't imagine what had be come of it." " And you didn't make any outcry." " Oh. I thought I thought I mean. I thought she never camo honestlv bv so many things, and I was sure she had taken it to add to the others, and it didn't seem worth while to make anv fuss. So after that I just locked my drawers." " SheP" cried Miss Mahonev. now re covering her lost breath. "SheP MsP a Mahoney P Is it 1, you little" "Oh, yes!" replied Adele. " And I am bo-ashamed! And you never can forgive me." . "I never can." Baid Miss Mahonev. But directly afterward she broke into a hearty laugh. " Mv dear Miss Adele." said she, "I can, and I do; and you must, and you shall. As for that bad Jack, he deserves to have his neck wrung; and I'd do it indeed, then, I would if I didn't need him to keep i.auuic m Bui(TOuon. now x Deg your pardon heartily, and everybody's, and I know you're going to grant it. The poor Devonshire point! that will take me weeks to restore, and I suppose it would have uncomfortable associations, too. But I've lots of old Irish lace iust as delicate as that, and it will look just as well a3 the finish to a bridal toilette. And you musn't feel hard. You see. we're quits ; you thought as much of me. I'm a well-meaning old thing; and, perhaps Mrs. Pierson will let me stay, after all." Harper1! Bazar. An ei eht-year-old girl of Kochelle. 111., who has been making a savings bank of her interior, recently had a stomach upheaval which caused her to disgorge ti in silver ten-cent nieces. two glass beads and a glove-button, The " Arizona Diamonds." A writer in the San Francisco Call re vives the recollection of the famous and fabulous story of the Arizona diamond fields, and gives its origin in this wise: Several years ago the always large floating Boheminn' population of San Francisco included Thomas Seymour, who will be remembered by many of the profession, and who was a kind of para graphic tramp, having successfully done "local itemizing" on every paper of every town west of the llocky mountains. Seymour's knowledge of the topography of this slope was a most detailed one, and had been painfully acquired by al ways going afoot, but always of necessity and never of choice, from the place where his usefulness hnd just been ex hausted to where he hoped to have it re newed. In San Francisco Seymour made his usually precarious living by writing specials for the Sunday edition of such papers as would buy them. By virtue of the common guild of vagabondage Seymour had made the acquaintance in this city of one who was, when his energies set in any direction whatever, a mining pro3pe:tor. "How do you newspaper fellows liveP" onco asked the prospector curiously of Seymour. "Come with me and I will show you," said Seymour, and he led the other to his meagerly furnished room. "Now, see. Here's a good two columns. I'll probably get $12 for this. Listen," and Seymour subjected his friend to the fear ful punishment of listening to an author reading his own manuscript. "Were you ever there, at that p.ace described P" asked the miner, who had listened with out an interruption to the lull reading; "Well. I was never exactly there, but I've been near where that place is supposed to be, and it's a tough coun try." " What put it into your head to- spin such a yarn as thatP There's no truth in it." "Anything is true that you can't prove to be false. How can one prove that it ain't true P" The miner dropped his head in his hands, thought long and intently with out moving, notwithstanding Seymour's growing impatience to get back to the beer cellar from which they had Issued. Finally, the prospector asked abruptly: " What's the most a paper'll give for that roorback?" "Oh, $12 or $18 at the outside." "Does anybody else know about that yarn P" " Not a person." " Say, Seymour," said the miner, after another pause. "I know something about that country, too. There ain't no stones there, that's a fact; but that whopper you have there is a pearl itself, if you only knew it. I'll give you $25 for it, and if you keep your mouth mum on it I will make that story pay you better than all the yarns you ever spun in your life." Seymour gladly made the sale, and soon lost sight of his friend, and in succeeding literary inventions that which he had sold, not for publi cation, had long been forgotten, when, individually, he was astounded at the announcement of the discovery of the great Arizona diamond fields, in almost the identical spot where he hnd lo cated in a newspaper fiction a field of precious stones. That announcement was one that startled the whole civil ized world. Seymour followed tho successively-announced facts with the in tense interest of one who believed that his own genius had been prophetic. Then came the even more startling ex position of the even more wonderfulfact that the diamond field was tho crudest, most barefaced and most cuormous "plant" that had ever been made in Pacific coast mining. The pros pector, whom Seymour never saw again, was not one to forget his prom ises, for Seymour received an unsigned letter, presumably from him, and in closing a certified check for $1,800, and which reads as follows: "Do you think I have improved on your story P I think so. It has made a great di al more than two columns, and as it was very interest'ng, I inclose what I hope you will think fair pay for it. When you invent another equally good dia mond field or a gold mine, or anything of that sort, please hunt me up, as 1 will give tho story point, and Jfc will be lor the interest of both of usv Sey mour was so startled that it wa lor.g after tho diamond p:ant had lost its in terest that it was generally known that it was founded on the invention of a Bohemian and that it was only acci dental that its interest was not the ephemeral one of the publication of a surprising story in a newspaper. Bobluson Crusoe's Land. Boys and girls, as wejl as "children of a larger growth " will bo interested in the tidings that Robinson Crusoe's isl and has recently been rented of the Chilian government by one Heir Von Rodt, the son of a Protestant pastor at Berne. Von Rodt's career has been a somewhat adventurous ono, and he would appear in every respect a worthy successor of Juan Ferr andez. the origi nal castaway rechristent-d by Defoe in l i 1 i ; t l T . . ma iluluui mi iiruuii. in Ills iwcniy first year Von Rodt entered tho Aus trian service as a lieutenant of cuiras siers fought gallantly in the lHfifl oam- ftaign, was so severely wounded at Nac lod that he was compelled to quit the army, and settled down on a small pen sion in Paris after the peace of Nikol- bourg. w hen the ranco-Prussian war broke out he volunteered into a French line regiment and distinguished himself by tonspicuous valor during tho fierce fight at Champigny. In lb71 he emi grated to Chili; where lie engigod in business so successfully t hat he was en abled a short time ago to purchase a steamer and carry over a small colony of agriculturists and stockmen to li is island, ot which he had obtained a long lease from the republic. Thero lie raises cattle and vegetables wherewith to supply the whaling ships with fresh provisions, and governs his subjects in a truly Crusonian manner, setving out their rations in persons, and exercising a patriarchal control over their morals and manners. The Old-Time Farm. Where Kinnt bills a sheltered vale enfold, An old-tiir.e farm lies nestling out oi Bihs, Tho red-tiled homestead piep'ng towanl the I g'it Amid a Rtove of oaks, hnge-boughed and old j And lichens, through quaint tenderness grown bold, Kun riot o'er the place In silent might, And crimson sunset flashes now to-nii;ht Flash all thoir grays nnd yellows into gold. Hero changes come not, nor a stranger's face; The winds indeed seem linked unto the place, And brings no news of what tho world's about; And as I pass along in strange surprise The very horses in the stalls look out And gnze at me with Oi lmly wondering eyes. ITGK9 OF riTEKEST. A cat's mouth is like a free show, open to waul. Boston Post. New York is gaining on Paris in the manufacture of fine confectionery. All the laborers engaged on the St. Gothard tunnel received a commemora tive medal on it3 completion. A farmer, when flagellating two of his unruly boys, was asked what ho was doing. "Thrashing wild oats," was the reply. Fishes go in schools. And it is as serted, by persons with piscatorial ten dencies, that some play " hooky." Yonkers Statesman. The poetical language of the Orient differs vastly from tho plain, common -sense brusiueness.of our own land. For instance, when the Persian meets a friend he says : " Thy visits are as rare as fine days." But when an American woman sees a caller coming up the front walk she remarks: "There! if ihere ain't that everlasting Smith woman again!" It is a big difference in form, at least. Rockland Courier. A South American Curiosity.! A note was received at the New York Worl I office recently, reading : "Come and see a remarkable curiosity at the Aquarium." The reporter who an swered this call walked along through straw nnd wa9 just about to put his feet down into what appeared to be a bundle of old hay when the proprietor ob served: "That's the curiosity don't step on it." The hay began t move with much deliberation, nnd there was slowly elevated a ong, wide fan, which went to the rear to serve as a tail. "That animal," said its proprietor, Charles Reiche, " is an ant-bear." Tho bear roso on its legs, showing a wonderfully elongated and narrow head. It is thickly covered with long coarse hair, which on the tail is half-way between the filaments of a heavy plume and the sticks of a fan. Tho tail is used by the bear with commendable ingenuity as a blanket, being for that purpose brought around a half-circjp and spread just sufficiently to entirely cover the body. Besides serving as a cover for warmth it hides the animal. Hunters not accustomed to the forests of Brazil which the ant bear inhabits step on it without know ing that it is a curiosity. The color is brown washed with gray on the head and face, and interspersed with pure white hairs on the head aid hinder limbs. The throat ia very black, and a long, triangular, black mark crosses the animal from the throat, passing ob liquely over tho shoulder?. Measur ing from tho tip ot the snout to tho end of the tail, the b?nr is just a triflo more than six feet in length. Tho head alone is one and one-haif and the tail t wo feet long. The bear has four toes on the fore-f et and five on tho hinder feet. The claws on the foro-feet are ex tremely long and curved and of no use in walking. They are used as a means of defense against stronger animals. If they once are implanted in tho flesh of a human being, the wound is apt to prove fatal. They ate apt also not tocomo out, so that the dying mas can kill tho bear if he desires to. Tho bear has found that the Eafest way is to wind its snake-like head around the body of its toe Its hug is particularly powerful. The bear turned its claws inward upon a thick, rougli palm, and walked on the outer edge of the fore-feet in a lazy, awkward manner to a box two feet away. The only indication of intelligence it displayed was in scrap ing away the straw for a bed. It can not walk long. The bear came from Para by the schooner Thomas Williams, its owner. Mr. Reiche, has had a stand ing offer for the last ten years to all tho captains sailing from New York to Brazil to pay a good sum tor a live ant bear, and this animal is the only ono ever brought to tho United States. Captain Edwards sedured it while it was sleeping, whicli it is very capable at. Mr. Reiche is negotiating to sell it to the German Zoological garden com pany in Berlin for $2,500. He says that no zoological garden in thp world pos sesses a live ant-bear. The London garden could keep one for only a week. It died in tho garden. Mr. Reiche feeds the bear with ex tremely finely-scraped beef mixed with eggs and sugar. Every schoolboy, par ticularly if he has read MayneReid with proper diligence, remembers tho picture of tao ant-bear sweeping up a thousand live ants with a tongue nearly two feet long. -This toaguo, which is covered withsuliva, is a most effective ant trap. Mr. Reieho fed the bear while tho World man was present. At first it did not take kindly to the change of diet, and a basin ol ant eggs soaked in luke warm water was brought. The bear ate half of tho meat by lapping up the eggs much the same as dogs eat. Turn ing to the dish of scraped meat it placed tbetipof its long tongue on the plate and returned it to its mouth without partaking ol the food. Tho bear then stood upon her feet, and leaning its head down vertically spread its tongue over the straw and made a shrill noise like a tin whistle and hobbled back to its bed.