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W HAT SEED SHALL WE SO WT
A wonderful thing is n seed,
The ono thing dpnlld?ss forever 1
The ono tldag clinngoleRS utterly
Forever oi l and forever now.
true,
And flfklo nnd fnilMoR3 novor.
1'larit blenKings, blosdngs will bloom;
. T"luit linto, nnd hate will gro.v;
"Yon enn bow to-day, to-morrow will bring
The b!osom t hit proves wh it sort of thing
Js (lie scu.l, the seed that yoa sow.
VENIWYiYS WARD.
" f don't want to seem jmportinent,
old fellow, but I should really like to
know how you happened to do it? I
should, by Jovo !"
' Clot married, you mean?"
"Why, yes; you were old enough "
"To know better, eh?" Interrupted
Larry Pcnryhn, knocking the ashoi
oft his cigar.
"Pi windy, " answered his friend;
"and you see, nobody .expected it of
you, because you were always bo cer
tain of remaining a bachelor, and
gave everybody v-mr word for it."
"When I . I should die a
bachelor, I di '. link I would live
to lis inarr:, ot?d Penrhyn, yet
with a relleK east In his eye to
satisfy one tha.t sometldng more
rational was to be expected.
It was a cool night, and there was
confidence burning in the coals upon
the hearth, and the two men sitting
Inside it, with the tobacco b .'tween
them, were old cronies. Time and cir
cumstances had drifted in between
them, but for this ono night, at least,
they were together again, and sat talk
ing as women are said to talk to each
other of the hidden lifo, but as only
men can, because of common morals,
common manners and common follies.
" I really could not help it, Tom,"
said Penrhyn, looking hard Into the
lire. "It really seemed the only thing
to do at the time !"
It was rather n strange reason to
give for so grave an event, but looking
into the calm, strong face of the man
taking into consideration the mass
ive, intellectual brow, the firm, yet
tender mouth, one might know that it
could be nothing less than worthy a
true and honorable gentleman, how
ever anomalous in form.
" You want to know all about it I"
fit last, he said, with a laugh, and
blowing up a fog of blue smoke
around him li3 Fettled deeper in his
armchair as if the story were not a
short one. "Well, to begin with, my
wife is the. daughter of llalstead Scot,
whom you doubtless remember."
Now, indeed, did blank surprise sit
upon the countenance of Penrhyn's
friend! who did remember llalstead
Scot, whoso stupendous rascality' and
breach of trust had convulsed a city,
and of whose miserable self-murder
the world yet talked about.
' I do not wonder that you are sur
prised that I should have married the
daughter of such a man, especially as
that man was not supposed to have a
daughter up to the hour of his death ,
but hear the story, and reserve your
Judgment untd you get the case. .
. ' About six months previous to Scot's
suicide, when his irregular practice
was only being hinted at, softly, among
, the knowing ones, he caineto my oflice
one day and wanted mo to join him in
tho prosecution of some cotton claims
against the government.
" 1 thought it rather queer that a
man in his position should approach
me scarcely a full-Hedged barrister
.with propositions of such magnifi
cence, hut, more out oi curiosity than
any actual idea of taklig hold of the
matter, I asked for time t j look into
the case.
"The papers were old, yellow, appa
rently without a thnv, and Involving
millions of dollars, yet I concluded that,
In justice to my own clients, I could
not undertake to work in the case.
The next thing that came was Scot's
suicide, and the papers rang with ids
attempted fraud, his forgi ry and tho
complaints' of the people whose moneys
he had held in trust and speculated
away. At this point in t'e unhappy
man's history, my real connection with
hiin began. The morning following
his death there came to me, through
the mails, a letter reading something
in this wise:
Larky Pkxiuiyn I believe you
to be an honest man. 1 therefore give
- the inclosed papers into your keeping,
feeling sure that the secret they con
tain will be unto with you. and that
you will protect from idl painful
knowledge the being whose life they
so vitally concern.
(Signed), IIalstf.ad Scot.
"Xow comes the most singular part
of the story. The papers inclosed were
a certificate of marriage between Hal
stead Scot and Gabrielle AVyndham
government bonds to tho amount of
thirty thousand dollars, registered in
tho name of Gabrielle Scot, and the
necessary directions for finding that
person.
"Two days later there came tome
anoiher letter, written in a cramped,
old-fas. lioned and feminine btyle, front
.which, as I opened it, there fell out a
printed slip cur. from some newspaptr,
and in vuitr an account of Scots un
happy-end. The letter itself was scant
of woidi iiil ceremony, and briefly
stated Hi, S t l u l informed the
writer th.tt. in ca-ie t his deatii I va
to act as .ti-s Gabrielle' s guardian, and
reouestirijj earnestly that 1 would see
my ward at my earliest convenience,
auu una icuer was signea- rauenco
AVyndham.
"Fortunately for my curiosity and
the exigencies of the case, could ge.'t
away from town just at that particular
timo, and ai there really seemed no
way of decently abandoning tho trust
without betraying the dead man's
confidence, I started off at once.
" It was a romantic little country place
at which I found them, with moun
tains all around the half-hundred of
houses ; the church, the store, the
tavern that formed the village, and
near a little waterfall, that was a
waterfall, neit because some fellow
with an eye for picturesque effect had
built a dam across its course, but be
cause there was nn abrupt descent in
tho rock at that point, I found Miss
Patience AVyndham's house.
" I had fetched her letter with me,
and upon sending it in with my name,
I was immediately admitted to the
presence of a stately dame, whose at
tire was copied from Borne Quaker
ancestress, and who.' e very counte
nance and manner bespoke her name
Patience. She asked me a great many
questions about llalstead Scot, which
I could but answer with the meager,
unpleasant truths that formed my
stock of knowledge respecting the
man, and then it came her turn to
talk. She told me that years ago,
when she was but eighteen, her
mother died, leaving her at the head
of her father's household. In one year
after her father married again and
fifteen months later both he and tho
new wife had gone the way of all flesh,
leaving Patience, at twenty, alone in
the world, with an infant sister three
months old to care for, and an Income
that only, with the strictest economy,
could be made adequate to their .needs.
" AArelL for twenty years this woman,
putting her youth and everything that
is natural to it under her feet, was
mother, sl3ter, everything to Gabrielle,
who grew from babyhood Into a lovely
girl, doing only her duty with uncon
scious heroism, and giving me the
record as if it were something scarcely
worth the telling, only that it was
necessary to explain.
" As I said before, tho child grow up
to be a lovely girl, fair and graceful,
pure and good, and the faithful sister
found all recompense now for what at
first must have been all sacrifice, in
this only thing of kindred blood left
her.
" At length there came a young law
yer one summer-time to fish and hunt
in that quiet country place, and before
Mi-s Patience quite came to realize the
danger the heart of her sister-child
wai won from her, and the couple
were married.
"To make .1 long story short,
this young - lawyer was IlalsteaJ
Scot. Six months he spent hap
pily with his young wife, then he
went awa', and, although he wrote
her occasionally, he forbade heralwaya
to join him, and so the fair, frail crea
ture fided day by day, until the hour
when her baby came struggling into
life, and then shut her weary eyes for
ever on a world wherein she had grown
so sadly tired wherein she had learned
the bitterness of unfilled graves, and
death that renders not unto dust and
Patience Wynuhani was once more
left to fill the mother's office to a worse
than orphaned child.
" Fifteen years passed, and, stirred
by a feeling of remorse, by a remem
brance of his old romance or what not,
Sootcameonce more to the litt'e, village
under the mountains, lie refused to
see his daughter, and told Miss Arynd-
l am enough of his own career to satisfy
her that it was wis st so, but the
week following his visit, a pure white
monument, in form of a broken column,
was erected over his wife's grave, and
every six months during the remainder
of his life there came regularly a
certain sum of money to Miss Arynel-
ham for the support of the young
Gabrielle.
" This was the whole of the story,
as that sweet old saint told it to me,
and naturally I grew extremely anxious
to see the child of romance, over whom
J. was so singularly appointed
guardian.
"The child does ntt know her
father's history,' said Miss Patience,
'and I could wish she might remain al
ways in happy ignorance of it,' and
then the child came in.
'Shewa3 fair-haired, slight, blue
eyed, graceful, shy, with nothing of
her father about her in appearance or
characteristics, and after a few days I
came home, not in love with my ward,
as you suspect, but thinking her a
pure, innocent child, wonderfully born
of such a father, and really not dis
satisfied with my guardianship.
" In fact, my chargo was no burden
to me while Miss Patience lived, and
the thirty thousand dollars made all
clear for the future, I imagined, with
a man's wonderful understanding of a
woman's needs; and so for three years,
placidly the time went em; then there
came a neite from Gabrielle herself,
announcing the serious illness of her
aunt, and I went hastily away into
the country.
"I found Miss AVyndhj?ui dying; her
noble sands of life were almost told,
and there will be few whiter robes in
heaven than that she wears. She had
no fear lor lierseir in ttiat passing away;
euily a great thought, reaching out
into the future, for the young girl
w hom she must leave alone in a world
where even her saintly eyes had seen
much neith 'r good nor truo.
"I promised all that I could, and
while the dying woman soemed to
trust nir she understood better than I
how little equal to the protection of a
young girl's lifn an unmarried man can
bo, and was but half-satisfied when the
final liifiment came.
Poor Gabrielle was distracted; she
clung to me as to a brother. I pitied
her, b'lt I pitied myself more, because
she took no thought, and I did, of the
future which now loomed up before
me like a terrible problem, to which
the thirty thousand dollars offered not
tho slightest clew of solution.
" AVhat to do with her now I did not
know. I had no near female relative;
had not even the traditional old
nurse to help me out of the dilemma.
My business was suflering irom neglect,
and yet I could hot leave this clinging
grief-stricken girl alone and unsettled
in this first space of her desolation.
" 1 finally determined to ask a
widow lady, who was a distant relative
of llalstead Scot, to take immediate
charge of his daughter, but before
writing to her I thought it would
only be kind in me to consult my ward
in the matter, and learn if there were
any other arrangement possible more
co.igenial to her own mind.
" She came to the interview looking
most fair and fragile in her black
dress, and listened attentively to my
proposition. Then the tears which lay
very near to her eyes in those sad days
pushed their way from under the
terse-drawn eyelids, and rolled heavily
over the white young cheeKs, and she
said, in a trembling, pitiful way:
" ' Then I cannot live with you, Mr.
Penrhyn?'
' I had rather pronounce the oeatn
sentence in a thousand cases than to
be obliged again to meet the emer
gency that stared out of those innocent
eyes at me; but something had to be
done then and there, and I had rather
have tried modern strangulation in
my own person than to have explained
to this pure child the reasons why she
might not live in my house as my sis
ter, when there seemed no other home
no heart in all the world that held
for her kindly feeling save mine.
" So, and as I told you in the begin
ning, it seemed to be the only thing to
do at the time, I asked her, as gejStly
and delicately as I could, to marry me.
"It came very sudden to her, and
especially so to me ; but she con
sented, not that she wa3 greatly in
love with me any more than I with
her, but because her quiet, straight
forward life had taught her none of
the hollow sentimentality of pride
that would have led her to question
my sincerity, or the prospect of form
ing a connection that held no romance
but only the continued society and
friendship of one whom her aunt had.
held In respect and trusted. .
"Immediately, and beside Miss
Patience's new-made bed, blanketed
with a drift of sweet syringa bells, we
were marrioJ, I feeling at last content
that tho sainted dead would rest now
quietly from her labors, If her spirit
might look down upon us two made
one.
" And I beg your pardon but did
it turnout well?" asked the listening
friend, his cigar burned down within a
luurbreadth or the blonde mustache,
and smothered recklessly with a long
white ash.
Turn out well ! AVhy, Gabriel and
I have grown to love each other to t
degree that makes the slightest separ
ation unhappines8 to both. There are
two babies, and Lord love you, man,
I guess it did turn out well 1" and the
smoking Tom tumbled the long, white
ash into the gavly-painted saucer at
his elbow, and murmured, somewhat
cynically :
" After all, it was an experiment I"
Indians in Massachusetts.
A correspemdent of the Boston Post
writing about the remnants of Indian
tribes surviving in Massachusetts,
says: It is believed by those who
have an opportunity to know, that no
Indian of pure aboriginal blooel is
now a resident in the to nmcnwealth,
they having from time t ) time inter
married with the whites nnd those of
African descent. Counting all those
who have Indian bleiod in their veins
in the State, in the vestiges of tribes
remaining, there are to-day net far
from 1,0U0 persons, embraced in 225
families, and it must be borne in mind
that the numbers contained in these
tribes haV3 bei'n decreasing for over
200 years. It is a very significant fact
that no tribe now existing is increas
ing numerically in the common,
wealth.
JUany AVords iu Little Space.
A man in Humboldt county has put
1C I words into the spa"e occupied by
a nickel, lie has also put 1,160 words
on the face of a postal card, which
contains 15J square inches. lie has
written the Lord's Prayer on a space
covered by one side of an old-i'ash-ione'd
three-cent piece, and says he
can put thirty thousand letters upo"
one side of " postal card with a steex
pen without the aid of a glass. Iowa
State. Register.
Bismarck Is not a geiod orator,
coughs and stammers, and stops
the right word ; his sentences
irnolvo.l, and often a foot long;
He
for
are
but
when he writes his native tongue, it Is
idiomatic arid graceful.
THE BAD BOY ALL BROKE UP.
BADLY VJ BEOKED BT TOOLING WITH
AS OLD FACES.
lie lrlTcn !Ulnlter to a Fnnernl The Ite-
nlt ofMnTlriv "Ve-an" Former "Bon
ol theltoad."
"AVell, what's the matter with you,
now?" said the grocery man to the
bad bay, as he came in to tho grocery
on crutches, with ono arm in a sling,
one eye blackened, and a strip of court
plaster across one side of his face.
" AVhere was tho explosion, or have
you been in a fight ?"
Oh, there s not much the matter
with me," said the boy, in a voice that
sounded all broke up, as he took a big
apple off a basket, and began peeling
it with his upper front teeth. " If you
think I am a .wresk you ought to see
the minister. They had to carry him
home In install meat.", tne way they buy
ewing machines. I am all right, but
they have got to stop him up with
oakum and tar before he will ever hold
water again."
Good gracious, you have not had a
fight with the minister, have you?
Well, I have said all the time, and I
Btick to it, that you would commit a
crime yet, and go to State prison. AVhat
was the fuss about?" and the grocery
man laid the hatchet out of the boy's
reach for fear he would get excited and
kill him.
' Oh, it was no fuss. It wa3 in the
way of business. You see the livery
man that I was working for promoted
me. He let me drive a horse to haul
Jawdust for bedding, first, and when
he found I was real careful he let me
drive an express wagon to haul
trunks. Day before yesterday there
was a funeral, and our stable 'fur
nished the outfit. It was only a com
mon eleven-dollar funeral, so they let
me go to drive the heirse for the min
ister you know, the buggy that goes
ahead of the hearse. They gave me
an old horse that is thirty years old.
that has not been off a walk since nine
years ago, and they told me to give
him a loose rein, and he would go
along all right It's the same old
horse that used to pace so fast on the
avenue, years ago, but I didn't know
it. AVell, I wan't to blame. I just
let him walk along as though he was
hauling sawdust, and gave him
loose rein. "When we got off of the
pavement the fellow that drives the
hearse, he was in a hurry, 'cause his
folks was going to have ducks for din
ner, and he wanted to get back, so he
kept driving alongside or my buggy,
tellinir me to hurry up. I wouleln't
do it, 'cause the livery man told me to
walk the horse. Then the minister,
he . got nervous, and said he didn't
know as there was any use of going 30
slow, because he wanted to get back
in time to get his lunch and go to
ministers' meeting in the afternoon.
but I told him we would all get In the
cemetery soon enough if we took it
cool, and as for me I wasn't in
no sweat. Then one of the drivers
that was driving the mourners,
he came up and said he had to get
back in time 1 1 run a wedding down
to tho 1 o'clock train, and for me to
pull out a little. I have seen enough
of disobeying orders, and I told him a
funeral in the hand was worth two
weddings in the bush, and as far as I
was concerned, the funeral was going
to be conducted in a decor us manner,
if we didn't get hue's, till the ne$t day.
"Well the minister said in his regular
Sunday-school way, My little man,
let me take hold of the lines,' and like
a blame fool I gavo them to him.
He slapped the old horse on the crup
per with the lines and then jerked up,
and the old horse stuck up his off i ar,
and then the hearse-driver told the
minister to pull hard and saw on the
bit a little and the old horse would
wake up. The hearse-driver useel to
drive the old pacer on the track, and
he knew what he wanted. The
minister took off his black kid glove's
and put his umbrella down between
us and pulled his hat down eiver his
head and began to pull und saw on the
bit. The eld cripple began to move
along sort of sideways, like a hog
going to war, and the minister pulleel
some more, and the hearse driver, who
was right behind, he said so you could
hear him clear to AVaukesha,' Yee-up,'
and the old horse kept going faster,
then the minister thought the proces
sion was getting too quick, and
he pulled harder, and yelled
who-a,' and that made the
old heirse worse, and I loeikeel through
the little window in the buggy top be
hind, anel the hearse was about two
bl :cks behind, and the driver was
laughing, and the minister he got pale
and said, My little man, I guess you
better dilve,' and I said, Xot much,
Mary Ann; you wouldn't let me run
this funeral the May 1 wanted .e, and
now you can boss it, if y.m will let
me get out,' but there was a stre et car
uht-ad and all of a sudden there was an
earthquake, and when I e eme to there
were about six hundreel people pour
ing water down my neck, and tho
hearse was hitched to tho fence, and
the hearse driver was aklng if my leg
was broke, and a policeman was fan
ning the minister with a plug hat that
loeiked hs though It had been struck
by a pile-driver, and some people were
hauling our buggy Into the gutter, anil
some men were trying to take the old
paee-r out eif tint windows of t'ie street
car, and then 1 guess 1 faiutel away
agin. Uh, it was worse than telescop
ing u train loadt d with e attK"
"Well, I swan," said the grocery
man as he put some eggs in a funnel
shaped brown paper for a servant glrL
" AVhat did the minister say when ho
come to?"
Sayl "What could he say? He
just yedled 'whoa,' and kept sawing
with his hands, as though he was
driving. I heard that the policeman
was going to pull him for fast driving
till he found it was an accident. They
told me, when they carried me home
in a hack, that it was a wemder every
body was not killed, and when I got
lome pa was going to sass me, until
the hearse driver told him it was the
minister that was to blame. I want
to find out if tlmy got the minister's
umbrella back. The last I see or it the
umbrella was running up his trousers
leg, and the point come out by the
small of hi3 back. But l am ail ngnt,
and shall go to work to-morrow, 'cause
the livery man says I was the only one
in the crowd that had any sense. I
understand the minister is going to
take a vacation on account of his liver
and nervous prostration. I would if
was him. I never saw a man that
had nervous prostration any more than
he did when we fished him out of the
barbed wire fence, after w e struck the
streetcar. But that settles the minister
business with me. 1 don't drive with
no more preachers. What I want is a
quiet party that wants to go on a
walk," and the boy got up and hopped
on one foot toward his crutches,
filling his pistol pocket with figs as he
hobbled along.
" The next time I drive a minister
to a funeral, he will walk," and the
boy hobbled out and hung out a uign
in front of the grocery, " smoKea dog
fish at halibut prices, good enough for
company." .
Swiss Traits.
The laborer and peasant of Switzer
land have in many respects a rather
hard time of it. Since the innux or
foreign tourists ha3 assumed such
large proportion! during the past
twenty years, the cost ot living naa
greatly increased, while tue wages oi
the. laborers remain stationary, and
the few aores of ' ground of the
peasants refuse to yield a larger
harvest. Kents in cities ana towns,
the cost of wine, meats, flour and
bread, which during the past twenty
five years have all risen at least fifty
per cent., present no attractive side
for men who have to work for fifty or
sixty cents a day. They generally live
in crowded and poorly ventilated
houses, perhaps warm enough, but al
most bare of furniture and comfort
If they can have meat once or twice a
week, they consider themselves happy.
They are badly oil, for the reason that
they have to work hard, live poorly,
and are seldom able to save anything.
But notwithstanding all this, they aro
happy in their way; they love their
country.withits institutions ; read, are
intelligent; and know that intelligence
and industry, and not bayonets, pre
serve the peace in Switzerland. As to
the peasants, or small iarmers. iney
t-eldom live on farms, but in clusters
of houses, villages and towns. The
reason thereof is that their land is
seldom in one piece, but is cut up in
small pieces of from one-quarter of an
acre to a whole acre, and scattered for
miles in different directions. The
peasants are early risers, industrious,
simple and economical in their habits.
As in Germany anel France, so in
Switzerland, the weimen work in the
fields beside tho men. in fact, the
women are generally quicker and
more industrious than the men, and
the economical principle in the former
is more developed than in the latter,
for these like to frequent the beer and
wine sal xms, and spend some of their
dally earnlngs.or of the proceeds of their
fields. They generally possess a
Yankee's desire for money, but lack
his shrewdness as to the ways of mak
ing and saving it. Their cares are
few and, like their 'neome, rather
light. They mow their hay, herd their
few cows and goats, prune their .vines,
and leave the outcome of their work
to time and Providence. Their taxes
are comparatively light, anel yet the
majority of these little farmers are
never out of debt. Politically they are
conservative democrats, loving home
rule and disliking centralization.
United $tate Consul Cramer.
How It AA'as Made.
An old lady in the country had a
dandy from tiie city to dine with her
o.i a certain occasion. For dessert
t'.u-re happened to be an enormous
apple pie.
" La, ina'ain !" said he, " how do you
manage to handle such a pie?"
"Kay enough," was the reply ; "we
make tho crust up in a wheel barrow,
wheel it under the apple trees, and then
shake the fruit down into it"
An Epitaph.
The following is an epitaph em a
tombstone in Chautauqua,- county
N. Y. :
" Nenruluiu worked on Mrs. Smith,
'Till ue:it)i the sod it liiid nor J
Him whs a worthy Methodist,
And served as a cru.sinier.
" Friimds enme dohKliled at the call,'
lu lilniity of yood rnrrliiKUH i
Ptoith is Iho CJinnioii lot of all,
And tome J inoruolt Ih iu umrriaeii."
Alabama females have a majority
' 17.2 17 in the Mate.
LOVE, DRINK AND DEBT.
Bon of mine I tho world before yo
Spreads a thonsund eeorst snores
Ronnd ths foet of every mortal
Who tbront'h hfa' lonjf highway fr.
Throe f -oial, let me wiirn yon,
Are b; every traveler met ;
Three toiry your heart of virtue-
They are love, nnd drink and debt.
Love, my boy, there's no os'ciiping
' 'Tie the common fate of men ;
Father had it ; I have had it J
But for love yoa had not been.
Take yonr chaucen, bnt be cantioo
Know a aqua!) is not a dove ;
Be the upright man of honor ;
All deceit doth murder love.
A for drink, avoid it wholly ;
Like an adder it will atin? ;
Crush the earliest temptation ; '
Handle not the dangerous thing.
Bee the wracks of men around us
Once as fair and pure as yon
Mark the warning ! Shun the pathway
And the hell they're tottering through. ;
Yet though love be pare and gentl
And from drink you may be free,
With a yearning heart I warn yon
'Gainst the worst of all the thre.
Many a demon in his jonrney
Banyan's Christian pilgrim met f
They were lambs, e'en old Apollyon,
To the awful demon debt.
With quaking heart and face abashed
The wretched debtor goee ;
Hs starts at shadows lest they be '
The shades of men he owes.
Down silent street he slyly steals,
The face of man to shun,
He shivers at the postman's ring,
And fears the awful dun.
Beware of debt ! Once in you'll ba
A slave forevermore ;
If credit tempt yon, thunder " Ko V
And Bho w it to the door. .
Cold water and a crust of bread
May be the best you'll get ; .
Accept them like man, and swear
"I'll never run in debt 1" '
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
The appropriate color for infants
this season will be yeller. Springfield
(0.) News.
When the man in the dock fumble
In his pocket for the "one dollar and
costs," is it a case of fine feeling ?
Boston Bulletin,
Hens may be a little backward on
eggs, but they never fail to come to
the scratch when flower beds are con
cerned. Picayune.
"What was your observation, Mr.
Brown?" " Oh, nothing, madame, I
simply said the butter ranked well.V
Boston Transcript,
The American hog is forbidden to
enter Germany. That shuts out the
man who tries to occupy four seats in
a railway car. Hawkcye.
"Say, Mrs. Bunson," said a little girl
to a lady visitor, " do you belong to a
brass band?' "No. my dear." "I
thought you did." AVhy did you, my
child f" " Because, mamma said you
was a." ways blowing your own horn,
and I thought you must belong to the
hand." Drummer.
Some manufacturer of fishing tackle
has invented a bait with a luminous
arrangement, ot phosphorus, or some
thing of that kind, to light the fish
toward the hook. AVhen it gets so a
follow has to hold a lantern so a fish
can see to bite, half the fun of fishing
will be gone. Peek.
A "fashion" item says: "The lozenge
shape is the most fashionable for pills,
which should be coate I with silver, and
look very inviting." . This appears to
bo a new departure in fashion intelli
gence, and next it will bo in order to
describe whether the new shape in
porous plasters is '..ctagon or oblong,
and If they are trimmed with gimp
in aUl or guipure lace, and we may bo
teild that tho most fasliionable tints iu
castor oil are terra-ootta and favn
color, and that liver-pads are cut j' ..the
form of a heart, with scalloped edges
and lined with del-blue satin. iVo iris
town lleruhl. ,
T o Late.
The law of heredity, ly which living
beings tend to repeat themselves in
their descendants, is generally accepted
by s'ientlsts and physicians. Some
assert that not only the physh-ul but
the spiritual trai s of pare nts are re
produced In their children. In the
matter of health and disease there is
no doubt that parents transmit their
physical qualifies, strength and weak
nesses. One ot the bert-kuown physicians
in Bejston was called, not long since,
tj attend the bedsiele of a rich man
who ha 1 been suddenly taken ill. The
doctor felt tiie patient's pulse aed saw
that the case was hopeless. Turning
to one of the family, who stood anx
iously waiting to lu-ar his opinion, he
said: .
"You should have sent for a physician
I mg ago."
"But we sent at once; a,s soon as he
was taken ill."
"Ah ! yes," replie l the physidan,
.-'adly, "hut you should have sent 10 i
years ago."
The phyyan re-oj;nizea tne iaci
at his put. it, vim died that day,
th
wiw in real! the victim er bis an
cestors' care! s or criminal violation
of the laws oV health, y
, years before he
ho'isdf was born.