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Lot Bailors sing tho windy deep, Let soldiers prrupo tlioir armor; Uut in my heart this tcavt I'll keop, The Independent tanner. When first the rose in robe of green, Unfolds its crimson liping, And 'round his homely porch is seen Tho honeysuckle twining. When banks of bloom their sweetness yield To boos that gntbor honey, lie drives the team serosa the Hold, Whoie skies are warm and sunny. The blackbird cluckSjbehind the p'ow, The quail pipes loud and clearly; Yon orchard hides beyond its boughs The home he loves so dearly, The gray old barn, whoso doors infold, II is ample store in measure, Afore rich than heaps of boarded gold, ' A precious, blessed treasure; But jotidt-r in the porch there stands His wile, the lovely chaimer, The sweetest rose on all his lands; The independent farmer. To him the spring comes t'ancing day, To him the summer blushes, Tho autumn tmilos with mellow ray, His sleep the winter hushes; He cares not how the world may move, No doubts or fears eonlound him; Ileemilei in calm content and love On l ildrcn gathered 'round him. lie trusts in Uod, and lov s his wife, Nor grief, nor ill may harm her, lie's nature's nobleman in lite . The independent fai mur. BEGUILED. Tie bad never had any Bisters, and knew very little about women; but he thought, foolish fellow, that he knew everything and whs invulnerable. His affianced, Lucy Lofton, quiet little thin? that she was, knew better. They htid been eiigajied just a month, when Mab ' Deven ux caiue to Rohonie." "Don't you think Mab pretty, Allen?" asked Lu y. " Not particularly," replied Mr. Allen Stopford. "She hasn't a pood figure and the never blu3b.es. 1 like to see a womim blush." Lucy laughed a little. She had long wished that 6he could cure herself of her foolish habit of blushing. It we amusing to think that Allen liked it, and more amusing to think that he did not know Mab Devereux, with her cool, cream-white face, her wonderful eyes aud curled black lushes, was a little baauty, and invariably the belle of a company. But, like most men, his eye caught first the beauty of fair, rosy girls, and he was not yet tired of Lucy's pink-and-snow complexion and rippies of golden hair. "Alien thinks all women like me; but I know I am different from many girls," she said. Then she asked Mab: " You have never seen Mr. Stopford be fore? How do you liko him, Mab?" Mab stood before the mirror, touch ing up t he lovelocks about her fore head, ller reply was characteristic: " lie would be pretty fcood-looking if he would color his mustache." Lucy laughed outright. The idea of Allen, deur, simple soul, with a dyed mustache, or anything false and not genuine about him I She had loved him for just that, out of all the men she ' knew. Why don't you make him, Lu?" "What?" asked Lucy, coming back from a moment's abstraction. 7 "Color his mustache. Why, it's - just the tint of ground mustard 1" " l don't tiimi l could persuade AI- en to do that," answered Lucy, adjust ne her little gold thimble and sitting down to her sewing, with a smile. Mab turned, and looked at her curi ously. "isn't he very much in love with you, Lu?" " Yes," answered Lucy, quietly " rcoro limn lie knows." " Will," returned Mab, after a mo ment's puzzled thought. " I shouldn't thiuk a man was very much in love with me it l couldn t persuade hini to dye his mustache." Lucy knew it was of not much use to continue tho conversation in that direc tion, and finished sewing on her trim ming without making any response. "It's very pretty at Hosehome, Lu; but do you know what 1 am thinking?" "No." "That I shall perish for society." " Oh, you're spoiled, Mab ! Can't you live a fortnight without young gentle men to flatter and attend you?" "There are not any here, are there? ' "Yes." " Who are they?" I really can't mention but two." " And they-P" " Oqe is the young man' who comes out from the village to saw our wood and do chores. His name is Johnny Bottles." "Pshaw!" "The other is my own and only brother, Hged six." Mab went U the dressing-case, drenched fur handkerchief in cologne, and came b)ick to her seat. "Teriib.e dearth, isn't there?" she re marked, pathetically. "But, then, you have Mr. Stopford and his mustache." Xou might try your band on him, Mab jast lo keep you in practice, you know, and alleviate the melancholy of your stay nt Kosehome." M ib looked at her cousin a little curiously ugain. " I believe you think I could not make him love me." "I am sure you could not," stid Lucv.- ' "I wonder if it would be worth while to tryF" mused Mab, aloud, tapping her fau upon her rosy lips, and looking thoughtfully from the window. . Alien was coining up the avenue, and ehe bowed tu him. " You may if you choose," replied Lucy, with a little, vexed smile. She knew that Mab would be likely to flirt with Allen in any case before the fortnight was out. It was better to take it cool !y. And then, as she had said, she did not think it possible for a girl of Mab's caliber to make Allen Stopford love her. Mab began dressing for dinner, and put some spice pinks in her hair. When at the table she turned her dark braids toward Allen, he saw them, and invol untarily murmured, with an expression of pleasure : "Spice pinks." " Yes," said Mab,! I knew you liked them." And then she looked up in his face, and he saw that her eyes were pretty. After dinner they went boating, and his natural eye for artistic effects was gratified by Mab's figure sitting in tho bow in a pale blue dress.wilh a crimson scarf draped about her shoulders. "Your cousin is not exactly hand some, but there is something very, very attractive about her," he said to Lucy. The latter dipped her hand in the shining water and held her peace, which, under the circumstances, was as much as could be expected of her, I think. The next day Lucy invited a little party of friends from the village, ind they made a picnic in the woods. Mab trimmed up her white dress with oak leaves and strolled away from the rest, down the leafy aisles of the woods, with the youngest and most agreeable man present, who was Allen Stopford. They came back with some white water lilies. Nobody had noticed their ab sence but Lucy. " You want a bit of color about you," she said, coolly, to Mab, and pinned a pink wild-rose on her left shoulder. And now, day by day, Allen grew absent-minded, and was exceedingly alive to the presence or absence of Miss Devereux. If she were absent, he must know where she was. If present, he made incoherent replies to everybody else, and wa like the needle to the magnet whatever . the young lady's movements were. It she lounged, he noticed that the sun shone in her eyes, and closed a blind. If she sang, he turned the leaves of her music; if she walked the piazza, lie would urge that the rooms were close, and find a seat without. Once or twice he caught himself up in neglecting Lucy and attending Mab, but the spell was too strong. . Tho fascination which this girl of a wanton heart exerted he succumbed to almost unconsciously. And the siren smiled and smiled, and drew him on until there came a fever'sh light ia Lucy's blue eyes, and her cheek grew thin with the fear she yet repelled. Yes.it was dangerous for all three, this playing with edged tools. It ws true that the love between Allen and herself was not founded on a mere fancy, but in a mutual conGdepce, esteem and a sweet congeniality. If she had known it to be a fancy she would have had no confidence in it. For three yenrs they had known each other well, and the tie had even grown stronger. She had often mused on this, and, indeed, made it the strong point in her acceptance of Allen Stopford. She fe.t herself very young but nine teenwhen called to decide this matter; she had long been motherless. From he depths of her heart to the heights of her wisdom she sounded herself before she replied to him, and the expression of her face, at that moment, Allen never forgot. Eye to eye and heart to heart they had pledged each other, and now could Allen forget? Apparently he had forgotten. She could not accuse him of rudeness toward herself that was impossible to his na ture or selfishness; but that he was drawn from her the most casual eye could see. And Mab's fortnight had already lengthened to three weeks. " We'll have tea on the lawn to-night, Lucy," said Aunt Lucretia, the house keeper at Rosehome. "It is such a very warm night, it will be pleasant." "As you please, auntie it makes no difference to me. I shall take no tea; I have a severe headache." Aunt Lucretia went indoors, but some one else stood beside the hammock where Lucy lay. She turned her head and looked into Mab's mo -king dark eyes." " Con fess you are fretting yourself sick about Mr. Stopford. Why don't you send me honi3?" she asked. "Allen does not love you, Mab. He will never tell you that he does," replied Lucy, quickly, and with dignity, though there was a sharp contraction of her delicate features. Mab saw, perhaps experienced, a pang of remorse for she sincerely liked hec gentle cousin; but she was full of a wicked exultation, so strong was her passion for power. She turned and strolled down the gravel walk among the cyprus vines, flirting her pink fan, and Allen saw and cume from his seat in the avenue, with Sultan, his great howling hound, at his heels When lea was served, he brought Lucy a cup ot the fragrant beverage and the cologne flask, am then was gone down the cyprus walk with Mab. The twilight deepened : a whip poor will called; the scent of flowers stole up from the beds and from among the vines. Lucy Jay alone in the hammock, and a few tears, which she scorned, wculd have their way. She sat up, at last. Apparently Allen and Mab had left the garden ; no one was in sight. Its recesses looked cool and dewy; perhaps they would ease the throbbing of her temples. She Slipped from the hammock, and went down the piazz a steps, one little white kitten following and roiling about her feet. The fireflies starred the cypress vines; the birds twittered contentedly over thcii June nests; some beautiful even ing blooming flowers tilled the air with a heavenly sweetness. Lucy dragged herself slowly along; with a half guilty feeling that this beauty was so little to her. hue was not in harmony with its peace ; the sti 11-nc-s irrita ed her. Suddenly il was broken by voice?, which titole gently upon her ear. She could see no one, but she recognized Mab's tones. "Then you do not hate me?" bIi syllabled insinuatingly. "Hate you? No. I believe I love yofl. You are the most bewitching girl!" Lucy felt the rustle of the cypress vines, cool and dewy, about her face. She did not know that she had fallen. But the others heard the crash, and Mab called " Lucy t" guiltily, and Allen came and lifted the little figure in his strong arms. "My poor little girl!" he said. " what is the matter with you? There is fever at the village. Do you suppose she is coming down with it?" he asked Mab. "Fever? a contagious fever? Hor rors!" cried Mab; and skipping down a side path, she flew up to her room, and beiran packing her trunk. Allen was busy with Lucy. Either she had fainted, or falling upon the hard ground had stunned her, or she was very ill. She was perfectly unconscious, and her small white face lying upon his arm wm pitiful indeed. He gathered her up to his breast and carried her to the house. "There!" cried Aunt Lucretia, start ing up from her seat in the doorway, "I thought she would faint! She has been miserable enough all day. Take her right up to her room, Allen, at the head of the stairs, and I will come and put her right to bed." Allen marched steadily up the stair case, carefully carrying his burden, and Fushed open a door which stood ajar, n an instant it was slammed in his facu. " Don't you bring her in here with her horrid fever don't you dare! I'm not going to expose myself for anybody. I'm going right to Boston by the first train in the morning." Allen Stopford's face changed color violently, in the dusk. In spite of its harshness, he had recognizad Mab's voice. He was painfully confused, but not too much so to find another cham ber, which he entered and laid Lucy gently down among the pillars of the white bed. Then for one little moment he laid his cheek against that cold and colorless one. If Lucy could have seen his eyes then, she would not have doubted thet she was dear to him. " Here's camphor, and ammonia, and a cordial, and red lavender!" cried Aunt Lucretia. bursting in; "and she shan't stir off that bed till she is better !" Allen wandered alone around the garden till morning. He saw the light burn out in Lucy's chamber. Johnny Bottles and the housemaid were around the house, where, in the cool dawn, he sat, immovable and moody, in an arbor. Suddenly he saw the front door opened. , Mab, arrayed for traveling, issued forth, and went down the road toward the station. " You can send my trunk by express," she said to some one who closed the door behind her. Did Allen start up and follow her? He had not the slightest inclination. He waited until it was a little later, and then walked to the village and sent the doctor to visit Lucy. But Aunt Lucretia was doing all that could be done for a weakness induced by nervous prostration and sleepless ness. The red lavender was all-sufli- cient. When Lucy came down again, there seemed a new heaven and a new earth. Mab was gone. Allen bad never been so tender, and she was too weak at first to do aught but succumb to a tenderness which anticipated her every want But by-and-bye they could talk together - "Mab's conduct was shameful," said Allen. " You said you thought you loved her that night, Allen?" " Well, if I did I was greatly mis taken. I was beguiled," said Allen, wolully. with a contemptuous curl of his lips, either for Mab or himself. And Lucy, being a woman, forgave him. i Trapped. There is a story told of a lady and gentleman traveling together on an Eng lish railroad. They were strangers to each other. Suddenly the gentleman said : " Madam, I will trouble you to look out of the window for a few minutes ; I am going to make some changes in my wearing apparel." "Certainly, sir," she replied, with great politeness, rising and turning her back upon him. In a very short time he said : "Now, madam, my change is com pleted, and you may resume your own seat." When the lady turned she beheld her male companion transformed into a dashing lady with a veil over her lace. " Now, sir, or madam, whichever you like," said the lady, "I must trouble you to look out of the window, for I also have some changes to make in my apparel." " Certainly, madam," and the gentle man in lady's attire immediately com p.ied. " Now, sir, you may resume your own seat." To his great surprise, on resuming his seat, the gentleman in female attire found his lady companion transformed into a man. He laughed loudly and said : "It appears that we are both anxious to avoid recognition. Wl'at have you done? I have robbed a bank." "And I," said the whilom lady, as he dexterously fettered his companion's wrists with a pair of handcuffs, "am Detective J , of Scotland Yard, and in female apparel have shadowed you for two days; now," drawing a revol ver, "keep still!" The San Domingo government has presented to the town of Pavia a hand ful of the remains of Columbus, con sisting of small fragments ot bones and dust incljsed in a glass ball, and sealed by the archbishop, whose secretary was the bearer of the relic. It has been de posited tu the university library. Law for Practical Jokers. The law holds practical jokers crim inally, and sometimes civilly, responsi ble for the fatal effects of their playful pranks. In Daingcrfield against Thompson, a civil action of damages, decided recently by the court of appeals of Virginia, the defendant was the keeper of a restaurant, and about 11 p. m., after he had closed for the night, hearing a noise outside, was on the point of opening the door when he was shot through the right h ot with a pistol ball which had pene trated the door from the outside. It appeared that several persons being on the street waiting for the plaintiff to let them in, the defendant said to one of them who had a pistol: "Let us give him a salute." To which the latter, one Harrison, replied, "I'll do it," and im mediately fired. "The willful firing of a pistol in the street of a city, whether maliciously or no" said Christian, J., "is of itself an unlawful act, and the consequence of such unlawful act must be visited upon those who commit it or instigate it." As the plaintiff got a verdict for $8,000, this was better than a criminal prosecution. But the same practical joke would have been crim inal. In Fenton's case, where the prisoners, in sport, threw heavy stones into a mine, breaking a scaffold, which fell against and upset a corf, in which a miner was descending into the mine, whereby he was killed, they were held guilty of manslaughter. The prisoners were sentenced to three months' impris onment. In the King against Powell a lad.as a frolic.without any intent to harm any one, took the trap stick out of the front part of a cart, in consequence of which it was upset, and the carman, who was in it, loading it, was pitched back ward on the stones and killed. Held, manslaughter. The prisoner was fined one shilling and discharged. In Ewing ton'scase tho prisoners covered and sur rounded a drunken man with straw and threw a shovel of hot cinders upon him whereby he was burned to death. Pat erson, J., charged that "if they be lieved the pi-isoners really intended to do any serious injury to the deceased, though not to kill him, it was murder; but if they believed their intention to have- only been to frighten him in sport, it was manslaughter." Verdict, man slaughter. In State against lloane, the defendant carelessly discharged a gun, intending only to frighten a supposed trespasser, really the servant of the pris oner, but killing him. Held, man slaughter. In the King against Martin the prisoner ordered a quartern of gin to drink, and asked a child present if he would have a drop, at the same time putting the glass to the child's mouth, whereupon the child snatched the glas3 and drank the whole contents, which caused his death. Vaughan, B , said, "as this was the act of the child, there must be an acquittal, but if it had ap peared that the prisoner had willingly given a child of this tender age a quart ern ( f gin, out of a sort of brutal fun. and had thereby caused its death, I should most oecioedly have held that to be manslaughter." In the King against Conraby, the prisoner and the deceased had beeu piling turl together, and the former in sport, threw a piece of turf at the latter, hitting and killing him. Held, no crime. In the King against Waters, there was testimony that the prisoner, in the course of rough and drunken joking, pushed a boat with his loot, whereby the deceased fell overboard and was drowned. There was also testimony that the push was given by another per son. Park, J., said, " if the case had rested on the evidence of the first witness it would not have amounted to man slaughter, and there must be an acquit tal.'' In State against Hardie the defendant was held guilty of manslaughter for killing a woman'in an attempt to frighten her with a pistol which he supposed to be unloaded. The court said : " If it. had been in fact unloaded no homicide would have resulted, but the defendant would have been justly censurable for a most reckless and imprudent act in frightening a woman by pretending that it was loaded and that he was about to discharge it at her." "Such conduct is grossly reckless and repre hensible and without palliation or ex cuse. Human life is not to be sported with by'the use of firearms, even though the person using, them may have good reason to believe that thfi weapon used is not loaded or that being loaded it wi 1 do no injury. When persons en gage in such reckless sport they should be held liable for the consequences of their acts." Albany Law Journal. A New Laugh. A sareastio lady writes thus relieves her mind and gives the girls a hint: The new laugh goes like this: "Te-he, te-he! Ha, ha, ha! Oh! h ha, ha, ha!" The directions are as follows: A low and sly beginning is made with the "te-he," as though mirth was strug gling insido to break out through maid enly reserve, and the mouth is kept tightly closed, while the eyes arc opened wide, thus giving an expression of min gled demureness and mischievousness. Then follows the " Ha ha-ha," higher and louder, with a parting of the hps to show the teeth, if they be white and regular. The "Oh-h-h" comes next in a tone ot surprise, reproof or artless gayety, according to the nature ot the thing laughed at, and the voice rises into a pretty little scrtam. The ensuing pause cover-i a sudden sense of the im propriety of making so much noise, the eyes are cast down, and a blush can in most instances be produced by holding the breath, with the lungs very fully inflated. The final " Ha-ha-ha" is given as a crescendo, spiritedly, and without any show of restraint, like the outburst ing hilarity of an unconventional milk maid. This novelty in lauehs is heard eveiywhere in the metropolis, and is sure to become popular at the summer resorts With a little alteration it can be m. de to tit any mouth. One Dakota frmer has a field con taiuinjj thirty-stx square miles of wheat. The Strange Story of a Sea Captain. Captain John Niven, of Thorntown, Indiana, in a grandson of Sir Hugh Hiven, of England, buthisolder brother got the patrimony, and John defiantly shipped before the mast. After many years he roBe to be master of his vessel, the Ramsey, and the famous missionary Adonimm Judson w5nt to India with him. Under his ministrations Niven was converted and baptized in Rangoon, Hindoostan. Soon afterward the ahip was struck by lightning and destroyed. Niven made his escape to England, where in 1848 he was intrusted with the ship Earl of Eglanton, built on the earl's estate, and sent by him on her first voy age to the United States. He was beset by a terrific storm off Nantucket island, and after beating aoout all day and night in r. dense fog, went ashore at Tom Never's Head. Two boats con taining four persons each were lowered. The captain ordered that they be not launched until they saw how bad the breakers were, but they disobeyed him, and six of the eight men were lost. The island ers had now arrived. The breakers drowned their voices, but they chalked on the tail board ot a cart, "Stay aboard," and then, " Fling off an oar." The captain followed directions; the oar, with a line tied to it, was cast off and caught with a fish drail ; and, by that means, a cable was rigged from the mast-head to the rocks, with a horse's hames an it, in which the men slid safely ashore. Captain Niven was the last man to leave the wreck, when the hames broke and he was flung into the sea. The islanders at once formed a line by holding hands and sprang into the breakers after him, thus bringing him to land. When he heard that bis six men were lost, he was temporarily deranged and jumped again into the boiling waters. Again they rescued him, and put him into custody. He was badly bruised, and was a iong time recovering. The ship was a total loss. He returned to Great Britain, where his friends again fitted him out, and he started on a whaling voyage in the Pacific. There again his vessel went to pieces in a simoom and he returned, dis consolate, to Nantucket. His seafaring reputation was badly damaged. Indeed, it is probable that the red letter of "bad luck " was set opposite his name in the records of the commercial marine of England, and that he could not have ob tained another ship. At any rate he re solved to face the sea no more, but to get as far from it as possible in some quiet town in the middle of the con tinent. So he started Weston foot, with two dollars in his pocket. Walking the tow path of the Erie canal, "a boatman hailed him pleasantly with "Hello! you are too good-looking a man to be walk ing the tow path. Jump aboard." The captain jumped aboard, and made him self so useful in splicing ropes and put ting things in shape that he was gladly carried to Buffalo. There he got a job to rig a sloop for the lake, and received for it enough to take him to Cleveland. There lie shoveled sand on the new railroad at one dollar a day, was pro moted to the charge of a gang at $1.25 a diy, was advanced in the winter to be schoolmaster, became a farmer by slow . degrees, and is now president of the First National bank in Thornton, Ind. He has a handsome hoxe, known as "Chrome Hill;" but he occasionally visits Nantucket, and lives over again his perils and his escapes. Rural Improvement Societies. It is said the State ot Connecticut has fiftv or more " village improvement so cieties." This speaks well for that en terprising State and the 'cause it thus fosters. Each ot these societies will be the radiating center for others, and will do great good in a general way as well as in their immediate local influence. The object of these societies is to pro tect the public health, by establishing favorable sanitary conditions about vil lage and rural homes; to stimulate pub lic spirit in every way ; to improve the roads and beautify the roadsides, as well as grounds about schoolhouses, churches, cemeteries and public squares ; to educate the public taste for rural art and adornment, and altogether to make country homes and life more satisfac tory and attractive. Their purposes are advantageous in every way, for they not only enlist public interest and spirit, but prove profitable to health, and suc cessful in enhancing the value of prop erty. It seems as though this work ii developing a genuine zest which is destined to spread until im provement societies are organized in every town or village that pretends to have any ambition, and this tact is not to be wondered at, for the field for the display of taste and rivalry is great. It furnishes a common interest for all, and scarcely any chance for personal squabbles. Mistakes will be made with out doubt, and amateur landscape gardeners and architects will invent varied and wonderful enormities, but the result will be good, and improve ment will come wilh improved taste. The village audience will laugh down the crudities and errors, and excite the society to better efforts, and the good cause will ultimately produce grand results. But it would be better if mis takes could be avoided, especially in those matters appertaining to hygiene. It is a diflicult engineering feat to obtain perfect drainage in town and village, and it would be decidedly wise to leave the plans for such purposes to compe tent engineers. And as good roads will be part of the plan of every society it will be a saving ot time and expense to leave this matter also in their charge. But in matters of taste, from decorating the town pump, and eliminating the crudities from tree box, watering trough and bitching-poBts, to the arrangement of vistas through the trees, light and shade effects, and making the whole a pleasing picture judiciously harmonized, the task may be safely left, to the uni t or m good taste ot American women aided in the detail work by the men. tarings Review. It is something fine to.be good: but it is fartiuer to be gool for something. Filial Love or a Chinese Girl. A letter frow Ilangchow, China, says : At the entrance to the villages nd at various points a scries of monuments were met with, in shape resembling a large portal with smaller ones on each side. These monuments are called by the Chinese " pilaows." They are only put up by especial f vor of the emperor, and serve to commemorate either the virtuous action of some widow or vir gin, or else the deeds of a warrior. Here is a translation of the inscription upon one of the tablets : ' The people of the Kashing Foo, having petitioned tho viceroy of Ming Cha Shen (Cne Kiang and Foh Kien provinces), and he hav ing humbly presented to our sacred glance, for our especial pleasure, the document, now I (the emperor) do com mand the erection of this pilaow for the purpose of exhorting the people to deeds of filial piety. Tung Che, 11th year, 3d month." Then follows the reason of the pilaow being erected. Rendered into English the story goes thus : " In the eighth year of Tung Che a family resided in Kashing Foo, consisting of the parents, two sons and one daughter. The two sons left their lWme t go to Tientsin lor the purpose of trading. The daughter meanwhile was betrothed, but refused to get married while her parents were alive, as she must attend to their wants. The mother fell sick and died, and shortly afterward the father also fell ill. The doctor informed the daughter that nothing could save her sire unless it was a decoction of human flesh. The girl immediately re solved to immolate herself upon the altar of filial piety, and, in strict con formance with the sacred edict, offered herself for the sacrifice. She heroically bared her arm, and allowed the doctors to cut a portion of flesh from it. The decoction was made, but, a'as, the old man died and so did the daughter. Now, the people upon learning this act of devotion from the expectant bride, resolved to present a memorial to the viceroy in order tj keep ever present the virtuous conduct of this devoted girl.' The Swan. The most graceful of all aquatic fowls is but lit le known in this country, ow ing, it may be said, to our utilitarian ideas, and partly to the thought that they will require much care. Our coun try is dotted with numberless sheets of smooth, clear water, whose beautiful surfaces would be rendered still more beautiful by the addition of these beau tiful birds. They will occupy the same water with the geese and ducks, if necessary. They remain nine-tenths of the time in the water, sleeping there through the mild weather, and, in fact, until the lake freezes over. It is not unusual for them, on a sudden change of weather, to become so surrounded by ice that it is necessary to break it up to free them. Their favorite feed is grass, bread, grass, or small, tender corn leaves. For winter keeping ail that is needed is a warm room, giving them a large tub of water, a little bread, cabbage leaves, etc. The female deposits her eggs early in the spring, rarely more than two, but in exceptional cases six to eight in number. The eggs are larger than those of geese even, and it takes thirty-five days of steady work to bring out the young ones, or cygnets, as they are called. They are verv hard v. and require no care but that of the parents. Tneu- Hesu is very delicate, but epi cures rarely get a taste of it in this coun try. They go in pairs and live thus more peaceably than when left in large numbers. These birds are very long lived, numerous instances are given of iheir living even to 100 years. They are much le.-s troublesome about the place than the gaudy peacock. We trust that we may yet see in man 7 of our private grounds more of these beautiful birds. now the Clerk Suffered. After a little dissertation on the troubles and annoyances ot hotel clerks, the San Francisco Cull relates this anec dote: A recent visitor from Australia was rather taken aback the other day by the politeness of the clerk of the hotel, where he had taken uo his quar ters. The day after his arriv;il, whi'di happened to be one of the windiest ot the season, ho went out for a stroll around the street of 'Frisco to sei the sights and exhibit his linen-covered hel met He returned to the hotel disgusted, and remarked to tho clerk: " You have a great deal of dust hrro in Sau Fran cisco." " Y-a-s," drawled the clersr, " I suffer irom it myself." "Weak eyes?" inquired tho stranger. "No, sir." " Y our lungs are alluded, then ?" " Ndt much," yawned tho clerk. "In what way, then, do you sutler from the dust?" asked the somewhat surprised Austra lian. "By hearing about sixty times an hour every fool who comes in here say, you have a good deal of dust here ia San Francisco.' " "Can you keep a secret?" said Mr. Middlerib. impressively, looking at his wife. "Indeed I can," she exclaimed eagerly, running across the room that she might cling to the hippels of his coat, while she listened. "Well," said the brutal man, " you can do a great deal more than I can, then. I never could remember one long enough to tell it." She didn't say a word, but a;l through his breakfast that morning he kept wondering why the sugar tasted so much of salt, and how under the sun his steak got so full ot sand. But he knew enough, or at least he thought he knew enough, not to ask. liurlinylon Uawkeye. In the course of inquiries as to the phosphorescence of the sea, a German naturalist has discovered that the phenomenon occurs whenever sea fishes a-e brought into three per cent, salt solution. The luminous aspect begins in tho eyes, spreads over the whole body, and increases each day. The phos phorescent substance is u kind of tnocus, which is while by day and shine int.he dark.
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