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Recompense
Tho earth gives us treasnp fonr-fold for all
that we giro to its bosom;
The care wo bestow on the plant oomos back in
the bud and the blossom
The sun draws the lo the sky, Oh, stillost
snd strangest of powors.
And returns to the bills and the meadows the
Rlailno s of bountiful showers.
-Tho mother rcgnius her lost youth In the
beauty and youth of her dauchtnrm.
We aro fod after many long days by the bread
that we cast on tho wators.
Savor a joy do we cause but we for that Joy are
the gladder.
Never a heart do we grieve but we for tho
grieving are sadder.
Novcr a slander so vilo as the lips of the will
lng rehearser,
And oiirses, though lontf, loud, and deep, como
homo to abide with tho cursor.
Ho who doth givo of his best, of that best is the
ccrtainest user,
Ahd bo who withholds finds fjmsolf of Lis
gaining tho pitiful loser. '
Tho flowers that are strewn for the dead bloom
fintt in the heart of the livine.
And this is tho truest of truths, that the host
of a gift is the giving I
Carlolla Perry,
ST. STEPHEN'S CHOIR,
Evening service was just over and
lean ever tho balcony of the organ lof r
to watch the people passing ont. Very
few are worth looking at, I think, with
the intolerance of a younff and pretty
gin ior less laroreu mortals. A Rood
many look tip at me; bat I have held
the position of soprano at St. Stephen'
ior three months ana am rather hard
enod to the public gnze. Suddenly I
tneet the admiring eyes of a tall, hand
some Mi-anger, and coloring slightly 1
ara uuck out of sight. The next in
statu I mv.)lnnt.arily bnd forward to
catch the lat glimpse of him, and a
my wrist strikes the railing the fragih
obiKp of my bracelet snaps and it faU
over into the throng.
It is my poor dead mother's braoelet
almost my only ornament, and I would
not lose it for the world. Just as I an.
about to s4ud Jack Lewis, my sworn
knight, downstairs after it, the strange)
enters th organ loft and comes directly
to me. lie is very handsome, certainly,
. i i .
wuu iue i'bht, gracious oearing oi a
Erince. Bat my loyal heart refnses to
elieve that he is so noble and true as
Jack Lewis.
"I think this bracelet is yours. Miss
Hastings," he said. saw it drop
from your wrist and caught it before it
Btrook the floor."
"Thank you ever so much I" I say
gratefully, extending my hand; he
pjnions it firmly in one of his own,
while with the other he replaces and
fastens the bracelet. The action is
deferential, yet ho familiar that I stand
embarrassed, flushing all over. An
utter Btranger to hold my hand so 1
Why, even Jack I begin to think this
man is rude; I can feel his bold eyes
esting on my carmine cheeks, my
mouth, my lung, down-dropped lashes,
and for once in my life I wish I was not
quito so pretty.
"I heard there was a rare voice np at
8t. Stephen s, and I was not misin
formed. I have been delighted with
your singing, Miss Hastings," he says,
warmly.
"You are very kind," I say, dimpling
with pleasure.
" There 1" handing me his . card.
Lot me introduce myself, and you will
see that I am something of a critic."
Balph Arlington I I recognize the
name of a wealthy amateur musician be
longing to the great world of fashion in
which I have no part. I thank him
once more for the service he bos done
me, and am turning away when he says,
quite eagerly:
" I perceive you are unattended, Miss
Hastings. May I escort you home?"
Before I can reply to this audacious
proposal Jack Lewis intervenes, almost
pushing Mr. Arlington aside, and turn
ing his back full upon him.
" Olive, here's your ulster; let me
help you on with it. It's beginning to
snow, and you have a long distance to
go."
Mr. Arlington, thus supplanted, re
treats politely, and strolls over to the
organ where Tom Thurstone is still sit
ting. Tom knows him, and greets him
cordially; then introduces him to Susie
Woodward, the alto, and Emil Mesmer,
the basso. They are all chatting gayly
together when Jack and I go down
stairs and out into the snowy night.
" Jack, why didn't you let us alone?"
I begin, rather petulantly. Mr. Ar
lington was saying the kindest things
about my voioo."
"Oh, you'll see Lim again, never
fear. You're far and away the prettiest
girl he knows, and he will not be con
tent with one meeting."
"What? Dees he do nothing but
run after attractive young ladies?" I
ask, curiously.
"That's about where it lights," says
Jack, concisely; he understands the
full for p and value of 6lang; "though
the tied ones are more in hia line,
Ib o."
"now uncharitable yon are ! Wasn't
it odd about my bracelet 1"
"He will think you dropped it on
purpose at sight of him."
"Ah, well, I shall never 6eo him
again."
" I'll lay you five to one"
" I never bet; but I think if he were
so unprincipled as you say ho would
have kept my bracelet."
"As if Ralph Arlington would caro
to steal that little thin thing -3 Jack
laughs.
This reflection on my cherished treas
ure mortally offends me, and I trudge
on in sulky silence for ablock, but Jack
is ho contrite that I am rrollifled long
before we reach Mrs. Babbitt's cheap
boarding place, which is my only home.
We stand a few moments at the gate.
The enow-flakes are falling thick end
white on Jack's shoulders; one or two
drop like gentle kisses on my uplifted
face.
"It's more than polite, it's extremely
kind of you to come all this long way
with me, Jack," I say, earnestly.
"I only wish there was something I
could do for you in return."
"There is something you can do. I'll
tell you all about it soon. Good night,
darling." He presses my hand and is
gone.
I enter the house, rush up to my lit
tle carpetless room and fling myself
down on my knees, my heart beating
wildly to tho musio of those last words.
I forget that I am a friendless orphan,
alone in a great strange city; I forget
the humiliating fact that I am forced to
give my voice in exchange for my daily
bread, while all the rest of our choir
are generous volunteers; one happy
thought excludes all others Jack has
called me darling I
It is 10 o'clock next morning before
I remember the existence of any other
man. I ara practicing at the miserable
ruin which Mrs. Babbitt calls a piano
when that lady enters the room, bear
ing Air. Arlington s card and a big box
containing a magnificent bouquet of
rare exotics.
"A servant in livery brung 'urn," says
Mrs. Babbitt, sourly. "Them there
flowtrs must a cost all o' five dollars.,"
Aha makes it all tue better I" I eav.
gavjy, meeting her Lard. cold, suswi
cious eyes with an untroubled laugh
Wlir does she dislike my getting such
a lovely gift ?
liy the end of tho week their clorious
color and fragrance has succumbed to
the icy atmosphere of the parlor my
own room is verily the Arctio Zone it
self. To my delight the offering is
repeated on Friday. This time Mrs,
Babbitt merely flings the box on the
piano, and stalks out without a word.
look after her with wondering eyes.
" i-oor oid thing j now she envies
me I' I eay, compassionately, and bend
tng over the mass of bloom in perfect
content. Mr. Arlington appears to me
the most thoughtful, generous gentle
man in toe world.
I am not surprised to find him at the
rehearsal Saturday evening, and when
he asks to be allowed to see me home
acquiesce readily. Jack looks so hurt
ana angry that I hurry across to tho
little closet where he is arranging the
musio boons.
" Jack, I couldn't help it. I did it
out of pure gratitude. He has sent me
the two loveliest bouquets I ever saw.
"And what would you eay if I asked
you to receive no more flowers from
him ?"
"I should say vou were Jealous I"
answer, promptly.
"UUve, I warn vou as I would a sis
ter," he says, very gravely. " You will
be compromised."
" Compromised ?" I repeat, vaguely.
" Yes : it seems horrible that oeonle
should talk about a poor little innocent
baby lifce you but they will I"
xieei rather awed lor a moment;
then I say, blindly: "Ah, well.it
doesn't matter so long as my own con-
science is clear 1" And I go back to Mr.
ATiingcon ana we set out.
It is such an odd sensation to be
walking with any one but Jack I Some.
how the distance seems longer than
usual. When we reach Mrs. Bab
bitt's my escort asks permission to
come in and get warm, and I cannot
refuse, though I blush for the shabby
Sarior, wuere ice cream wouidn t melt.
at Mr. Arlington apparently sees
nothing amiss and remains for a pleas
ant half hour.
a. x ko up 10 mv room 1 meet my
la T i
landlady in the hall; she scowls and
doesn't answer when I bid her good
night. That woman grows uglier every
Next evenmflf Mr. Arlincrton is drain
at church, but Jack whisks
wii.li uuu iin-sieaiaieiy alter service.
"The funniest thins batmned to
i- i - 1 . . J
night," I say, as soon as we are in the
street. "You know how stout Mr.
Mesmer is? Well, Miss Woodward
handed him a paper Tom Thurstone
gave her, supposing it was the list of
next Sunday's musio. Poor Mesmer
looked at her all the evening in the
most heartbroken, reproachful way ;
and no wonder for Tom whispered to
me it was an anti-fat circular 1"
Jack pays no heed to this entertain.
ing anecdote, but opens fire at once.
"Olive, Arlington went into Mrs.
Babbitt's with you last evening."
"uow ao you Know?"
' I dare say you will think it odd T
followed you."
" Odd I It was underhanded, nnean.
tlemanly of you 1" I say, vehemently.
Ann 11 he came la for a few minutes
it's more than you ever cared to do."
"Ulive, dear Olive." he savs. in n
tone of keen reproach, "is there any
thing I should more enjoy than spend
ing a quiet happy hour alone with you
every Sunday evening?"
" Then why on earth don't you ?" I
ask, really puzzled. "Mr. Mesmer
goes home with Susie, and they sing
tor Mr. and Mrs. Woodward."
" Why, there is no comparison, Olive I
An unprotected orphan like you cannot
dream of receiving callers as Miss Wood
ward does. And Arlington knows it
well enough, too; it is wickedly selfish
of him to pay you such marked atten
tion. All his set will be coming to St.
Stephen's to see his last fancy I" And
Jack grinds his teeth at the idea, " Oh,
it mates me furious to think: of any
slightest breath of scandal resting on
your name I Dear, dear Olive I" he
goeB on swiftly, "give me the right to
protect you 1 Be my wife, darling, an
your life will le free from all that makes
t bo hard now I
" Oh I" I say, breathlessly; I am only
eignteen, and this is .my first offer,
'Oh, I have only known you three
months. -1 am sure, quite, quite sure
that I shall never wish to marry you I"
Why doesn't he urge me to take time
to consider it? In books they always
ao. lie only says, Blowly:
" This would not have been your an
swer a wees ago, Ulive.
Then we are silent. I am wishing he
would ask me again, and am wondering
in wnat delicate manner x can let him
understand my perfect willingness to
retract my hasty refusal. At the gate
ne hands me some tiny thing wrapped
in tissue paper.
"X nopea that might be our engage
ment ring," he says, sadly. "At any
rate, wear 11 ior inendsnip sake. Then
he stoops suddenly and kisses my
brow, oh, bo tenderly! "Good-bye,
my little girl," he whispers, and strides
rapidly away.
"It will surely be all right when we
meet again," I say in my heart, and
rush upstairs and spend a happy hour
examining my little ring, sparkling with
diamonds and turquoises, by the re
splendent light of one tallow candle.
W- 11 . w
xjui an the next wee 1 long m vain
ior a letter irom mm. nothing comes
save two bouquets and three viBitsfrom
Mr. Arlington. Ism nattered, of course
yet wretched lest Jack should hear of
it and be angry. ,
isext Saturday and ounday evenings
x iook at JacK as imploringly as I dare.
but he is so occupied with some of the
young ladies that he does not even ap
pear to see me, and I have no other
choice but to accept Mr. Arlington's
escort.
Another week and then another
drags heavily by. My new admirer
takes me driving, to the opera, and is
unremitting in his attention, but
nothing lightens my grieving heart.
can't forgi to him for coming between
me ana jacR.
. And every day I see more plainly
there is something else I can't forgive
nun people have begun to talk. Mrs
Babbitt s manner frightens me, it is so
coia and forbidding; the boarders smile
or sneer knowincly as I pass them on
the stairs; even tho young ladies I meet
at cnurch begin to regard me with bus
picion and aversion. A dread of some
calamity hourly grows upon mo.
xne climax 01 all this annoyance
comes one evening. Just as I am going
10 rehearsal Mrs. Uabbitt en ers mj
room abruptly, and stares at the finger
wuere my precious ring is ehming. J
gaze back at her in vague terror and un
easiness.
" Where did you get that there gew
gaw, Miss Hastings?" she asks, sharply.
I lilt my head haughtily, surprised
beyond words. She goes on in a rough
coarse way:
" It was bad enough for you to take
young Arlington's flowers and mnsic,
but when you have the brass to wear
his jewelry it's high time you left
respectable woman's housel"
Oh, my GodI This, then, is what they
think of me! I shiver and gasp; the
blood forsakes my cheeks.
"When you come home to-nisrht
you 11 nna yourwretched little trunk on
the front stoop with every dud o yourn
in it. Don't ask to stay another night
here your good name is clean gone
loreverr
" Oh, Mrs. Babbitt, for heaven's sake
don't tend me away! Where can I go?
wnat snail x aot
A6k Balph Arlington I" she an
swers, with a brutal laueh.
Then I bury my face in my hands
and fly patt her, out into the darken
ing streets, where no one can see the
shamed hot blood in my cheeks.
'Uh, mamma, mammal if I could
only die and go to you !" I cry with a
wild sob. I have not one coherent
thought till I reach the church; then I
think thut perhaps Susie Woodward
will take me home with her. No; her
greeting is strangely chill to-night, and
can see that she avoids me.
Oh, this weary, weary eveninar! I
grow more helpless and terrified every
moment. But just at the last moment
a ray of light comes to me. Some one
paswea me a little note.
Sweetest' Olive I have iust de
cided to ask you to be my wife. You
need not write or eay anything, only
turn your lovely face toward me. and 1
shall know that your answer is yes.
Uvalph Arlington.
His boastful certainty angers me. bnt
I catch at the one haccf held ont to save
me. xuven while 1 say m my heart "I
hate him, I loathe him," I turn my face
blindly in his direction. In a strange
mingling of relief and pain I droop my
head languidly down on the rail before
me. The organ is thundering out the
grand;music, the young people trim
ming the church are laughing gayly be-
ow; out x can only leel that I have bid
den farewell to happiness and Jack.
we are almost the last to leave the
choir, so much do I dread being alone
with Mr. Arlington, but at last Ave co
downstairs, across the almost empty
church, and into the uulighted church.
Then he clasps my hand tightly, and in
tne aarKness x can leel mm bending
over ma.
Oh, I've forgotten my book!" I
cry, desperately. " I must run back for
it-"
"What a nuisance 1 Let me go!"
he says, rather impatiently.
"No no, you couldn't find it," I
say, and thankful for even a moment's
respite I hurry back to the ore an loft.
At first I can distinguish nothing in the
soft, dusky gloom, spicy with the fra
grance of the evergreen b. but soon I
make out a man's figure stajding by the
otgAQ. It is Jack ! I run to him aod
catch his hands frantically in my own.
"Oh, Jack, I'm so wretched. Ar
lington has asked me to marry him "
'.Then he is better than I thought
him!"
" And I had to say yes, for Mrs. Bab
bitt has turneM me out; but I'm so
sorry I He might ho might even want
to kiss me I"
J Quito likely," Bays Jack, with a
grim smile; but he looks deeply moved.
" Don't laugh 1" I say, piteously. "I
won't marry him I'll die in the streets
first ! Oh, I hear him coming hide
mo, save me 1"
Quic as thought Jack draws me after
him into the book closet, and closes the
door just as Mr. Arlington enters the
gallery.
The little minx, she has slipped out
some other door !" he says, in vexation.
" Couldn't believe I was in earnest, I
suppose." And ho hastened off in pur
suit. "What an oscapal" I Bay, as we
emeree from the closet.
"Darling." begins Jack, with pas
sionate eagerness, "darling Olive.
would you rather that"
" Yes yes, a thousand times!" I an
swer, and then break down into the
tempest of sobs and tears I have re
pressed all the evening. Jack soothes
me tenderly with loving words and
caresses I have never known before
The rich incense of the evergreens wraps
mama aeiicious languor; x leel that X
have found a blessed haven of rest.
Presently I raise my head from his
breast, and look up with my poor
drowned eyes.
"Jack, you mustn't marry me." I say.
tragically. "My good name is clean
gone forever Mrs. Babbitt says so !"
"Well, then. I must give vou an
other, sweet," he says, blithely, and be-
iore x 1if.11 comprehend him we are down
at the altar, where the minister is still
talking with one of the deacons, and
jacK is saying that we wish to be mar
nea Immediately. We kneel down
Jack in his overcoat, I in my ulster and
pium xeroy xiat; jaca uses my gage
d'amitie as a wedding ring, and in live
mmuies we are nnsoand and wife.
We go out into the street, and walk
along rather solemnly under the snow-
lauen trees and clear, starry heavens.
Jack, my trunk is on that woman's
doorstep," I say, diffidently.
Cxood I" he says, with aiovous Iauah
" Since you are all ready, let us co ofl
ior a wedding trip."
... .... - -
" Oh, but traveling s very expensive.
I say, dubiously. "Do you think yoa
can anora 11 (
He laughs again.
"I may not be such a wonderful
match as Arlington, darling, but vou
have made rather a good marriage, do
you Know it t Hallo there, driver J"
ue uaus a passing nacK. and we go
and picK up my forlorn property, and
then start off on our joyful little -our-
ney, wnne every moment X feel more
safe and happy.
1 really don t know how Tom Thur
stone managed the service without th
leading tenor and soprano, but we have
been so faithful ever since that he has
forgiven us.
I suppose Mr. Arlington considers
me the most heartless, cold-blooded
flirt in existence. He is very polite
when we meet in society, but he never
comes nio ou otepnen s cnoir.
! x ei r 1 1 1
Summary Justice.
Independence mining camp, twenty
mues west 01 xjeadvuie, Uol., has for a
long time been overrun with desperate
characters, who Kept it in a perpetual
state of turmoil. Often several of
these would band together and virtu
ally take possession of the camp, shoot
ing men down in the streets and clos
ing stores, blocking business for several
hours. Shortly after dark one Saturday
night recently, x'atton and Malloy, two
desperadoes, having the reputation of
lulling a number of men, bieoming in
toxicated, started up the street firing
revolvers promiscuously. General in
dignation ensued, and the people
turned out en masse and pursued the
desperadoes, who were finally brought
to bay and literally riddled with bul
lets. They returned the fire of the
mob but without effect. A little later
vigilance committee was formed for
the purpose of hanging three or four
of the worst blacklegs, but that class
nearly all took fright and left town im
mediately after tho shooting of Batton
and Malloy
It would appear from the British ship
building statistics of last year that most
of the vessels built for Britiah owners
or for foreigners are steam propelled.
Whether in a few years some other
agent than steam will be used remains
to be seen. The secondary battery it
beginning to excite hopes of an early
revolution in navigation. In the United
Kingdom there were 430,000 tons of
vessels constructed for home, besides
68,000 for foreign orders.
Let no one suppose that by acting a
good part through life he will escape
scandal. There will be those even who
hate him for the very qualities that
ought to procure esteem. There are
some folks in the world who are not
willing that others should be better
than themselves.
Diphtheria and It Cause.
The following able article upon a
scourge that is proving itself even
more fatal than smallpox, is by one of
the most eminent physicians and sur
geons in Pennsylvania. By reason of
his famib'arity with the subject it pos
sesses many points of interest :
A few years ago, when men of scienoe
were telling their wondrous talea about
organisms so small that the very high
est powers of the microscope were
requisite to determine anything about
them, and wjjpse powers of multipli
cation were bo rapid that they would
fill the earth in a brief time if not
checked by natural means, we all felt
that it was time a society was started
for the prevention of useless knowl
edge. Whether these mites came from
previously existing mites or from dead
matter was a question bo unimportant
that it hardly concerned the mites
themselves, to say nothing of human
beings. But here, as so often before,
some unexpected turn of the wheel has
brought insignificant things to the sur
face, and theee bacteria, for such we
must now call them in the aggregate,
came to be regarded as actually forcing
themselves upon our notice because it
is asserted that they are the . active
agents in producing among man such
diseases as measles, whooping cough,
scarlet fever, diphtheria and the like ;
in lower animals producing charbon,
chicken cholera, sheep rot and other
similar diseases ; hence, then, we can't
afford to ignore them.
Doubtless we would be safe in the
assertion that theae organisms are of
vegetable nature and approach more
nearly to the fungi than" to any other
group; and further, that these disease
germs will probably prove to be specific
in character; that is, each kind produces
n special disease.
In a recent lecture before the Phila
delphia Academy of Natural Science
Professor H. CWood gave to a crowded
houso a clear, popular history of
these organisms and of their relations
to diphtheria, both the ordinary and
malignant forms. His results are bo
striking and so important that we will
epitomize here.
For some years Drs. Wood and For-
mad (both of the medical department of
the university of Pennsylvania) have
been investigating the cause of diph
theria under the direction and auspices
of the national board of health. In
the spring of 1880 rabbits were inocn
lated with diphtheritic membrane from
fhiladelphia patients. These animals
died, but few if any of them with diph
theria; most succumbed to lung dis
ease. This consumption, however, was
proved not to be a direct result of the
diphtheritic poison. So that expert
men 1 jetties no mam issue.
Next, they inserted the diphtheritio
membrane in tho opened windpipe of
the animals. This produced sore throat
and membrane, which was nearly like
that of diphtheria. Here, however,
were found abundance of globular.
transparent bodies, which when magni
fied several thousand times are no
larger then pin heads. These bodies
are Bacteria specially known as Micro
cocci. Further it was shown that these
micrococci may also be present in ordi
nary sore throat.
Jjast spring a fearful epidemio of
diphtheria prevailed in Lndinnton,
Michigan, which is said to have de
stroyed about one-third of the children
attacked in the place, and most of them
were so taken. From material obtained
there it was found that the blood of
these diphtheritio patients was full of
micrococci, often forming masses when
tue individuals were compacted by
growth. They were found in the white
blood corpuscles and also discovered
blocking up and distending the blood
vessels of the kidney. The more there
are of these in the blood evidently the
worse is the attack.
Inoculating animals frabbits with the
diphtherio poison from Ludington, it
rosulted in a genuine attack of dinh-
mena, wmcn proved fatal in a few days.
The disease was simply that of Luding
ton, except that it was produced in the
lower animals. Post mortem examina
tion of the rabbits showed that even
tho bone marrow was full of micrococci.
So with material obtained from the
diphtheritio rabbits he inoculated
others, and so through several sets of
rabbits, producing death in each in
stance from diphtheria. Further ex
periments proved that these micrococci
were either the direct cause of diphthe
ria or that they carried the noison
which was. In either alternative we
can look upon them as offending parties.
Now, as in ordinary sore throat. In
mild diphtheria, and in the malignant
form, these micrococci show 110 con
stant differences of structure under
high powers of the microscope, to what
is the different grade of the disease
they produce due ? Simply to there-
productive capacity of the micrococci.
Xhus, those taken from mild forms of
diphtheria would only reproduce up to
the fifth generation; these from Luding
ton speedily ran through ten genera-
tions.
lixperiments have shown that there
are certain conditions under which
these organisms lose their reproductive
capacity to a great degree, and hence
with it their power for harm. Honce
the great problems in the healing art
are: what will destroy this out of tho
body and so prevent the disease from
arising; or what will kill them or les
sen this power of reproduction in the
body when the diboase is contracted, and
at the same time not injure the patient.
Signs of great hope may appt-ar in
this connection. It would haidly be
putting tho case too strongly to ahsert,
there is a fair probability that by a pro
cess of modified inoculation, compar
able to that against smallpox, medical
men will be able to hold this and other
like diseases in check, and that this
triumph maybe witnessed before the
century goes out. If so it will be the
foundation on which the future histo
rian will erect the " ablest, monument
to our times.
A Slonx Bill of Fare.
One of the peculiarities of the latest
United States style of feeding the
noble red man it the fact that he is
given governmenv rations, and at the
same time appropriations are made
which are supposed to maintain him.
Sometimes a wild Indian who don't
know much about groceries and how to
prepare them for food, comes in and
draws his regular soldier ration in 'his
way. For instance, up ia the Sitting
Bull country awhile ago an Indian
came in from the warpath who had
never seen any of the paleface style of
food, and drew his rations.
He made a light meal of unground
couee the hrst day, and as he overate,
and thejeoffee swelled in him, he had
difficulty in buttoning his nanta arnnnd
He felt very unhappy for a day or
two, but laid it to the fact that he hadn't
exercised much, and the consequent
ennui and indigestion lesulting there
from.' As soon as he succeeded in get
ting the interior departments quieted
down a little, he ate his ration of can
dles. These he decided to par-boil, in
order to avcid trouble of indigestion.
The dish was not so much of a glitter
ing snooess as he had anticipated, and
as he remorselessly picked the candle
wick out of his teeth, with a ten pin,
he made some remark that grated
harshly on the sesthetio ears of those
who stood near.
He then tried a meal of yeast powder
with vinegar. He wet the yeast
powder and then took a pint of ex
tremely potent vinegar to wash it down.
At first there was a feeling of glad sur
prise in his stomach, which rapidly
gave place to unavailing remorse. A
can of yeast powder in an Indian's midst
don't seem to ba prepared for a pint
of vinegar, and the result of such an
unfortunate combination is not grati
fying. Every little while a look of pain would
come over the features of the noble
child of the forest, and then he would
jump about seventeen feet and try to
kick a cloud out of the sky. Then
he would sit down and think over his
past life. ,
It took about a week for him to get
back to where he dared to got up
another meal for himself. Then he
fricaseed a couple of poands of laun
dry soap and ate that. Soap is all
right for treating a piir of soiled socks,
but it does not assimdate with the gas
trio juices readily, and those who havo
tried laundry soap as a relish do not
seem to think that it will ever arrive at
any degree of prominence as an article
of diet.
This is why this untutored child of
nature swore. He had never received
the benefits of early training in pro
fanity, and his language therefore was
disconnected and rambling, but when
we consider that he was ignorant of our
language, and 'hat every little while he
had to stop and hold on to his dia-tter
with both hands and dig great holes in
the earth with his toes, the remarks
didn't seem altogether out of place or
irrelevant.
When a gallon or so of agitated bak
ing powder and vinegar is singing its
little song in the innermost recesses of
an Indian, and ti.is has been followed
by a treatment of laundry soap, the
student of human nature can find a
wide field for observation in that lo
cality. The earnest and occupied look, the
troubled expression of the countenance,
followed by the quick and nervous
twitching of the muscles of the face
and then the swelling of the body, the
bursting of the sup-oender button, the
deep drawn sigh and the smothered cuss
word, all betokened the gastric agita
tion going on witlxin.
This is why an Indian prefers a link
of bologna sausagas and a two-year-old
dog to the high-priced groceries so
common to our modern civilization.
Uoomerang.
A Woman's Pluck.
A carriage in which were the wife of
Dr. Priton, of Gallatin, Tenn., and her
hueband's sister, Miss Mary Triton, was
swept from a bridge into Dry Foik
creek and borne down stream by the
rushing waters. The canisga was soon
overturned and the horses drowned, but
the women managed to keep their
heads above the eurface, Miss Priton,
after a hard struggle, succeeding in
reaching the shore. She saw her com
panion clinging to a piece of wood
which was being carried swiftly down
stream in the very middle of the swollen
creek. Though nearly exhausted, Miss
Priton ran along among tangled briers,
which lacerated her fletb, until a quar
ter of a mue ueiow sne decided to at
tempt the rescue. She plunged into
the stream, swam to her drowning
sister and at last succeeded in bearing
her safely to the bank. The act is re
garded by the people of Gallatin as all
the worthier in view of the circum
stance that Miss Priton had never be-
fore trusted herself in the water beyond '
her own depth.
There are twenty thousand Jews iu
Chicapo, many of them wealthy. They
own fifteen synagogues.