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TIONESTA, PA., WEDNESDAY. JULY 21, 1886.
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A Dos Moines (In.) paper says tho
United Slates Express Company is sel
ling f.iT nil its bay horses and rcidacing
them with grays nnd sorrels. It is
claimed thnt bnys arc moro liablo to dis
ease nnd injury than horses of nny othci
color, nnd thnt grays nnd sorrels linve
the most immunity. If this bo so the
prices of the fortunate colors will ad
vance It is estimated thnt twenty-five ncrcs
of grass land itro necessary to keep an
animnl the year round in Arizona. Th
total nerengo of tho Territory is about
48,000,000. On this basis, it is easy to
cslimato its capneity for cattle-raising.
But a serious drawback is water. Th'n
will haVcto be supplied by artesian wells,
if lit all. As yet, only about half ot the
grazing area is occupied.
Prizes for essays on various subjects
connected with agriculture are offered by
the Society of Frcach Agriculturists, to
be awarded during tho session of 1887.
Among tho topics are tho rotation of
crops and systems of culture, a better
method of inoculation with attenuated
virus than thnt now in vogue, the fatten
ing of animals on pastures, tho organiza
tion snd working of mutual agricultural
credit associations, treatise of commerce,
and various diseases of tho vine and souio
Other fruit trees. In 1890 prizes are to
bo given for tho creation of fruit farms.
To talk with one's mouth seems to bo
!lie end nnd niiu of a good many men and
nost women; but John Carter, an Eng
lish peasant, mnkes use of his to paint
with. Somo years ago he lost the use of
ill his limbs by paralysis, occasioned by
falling from a tree, llo was, of course,
bedridden, nnd of n Btidden acquired a
faculty of painting on Bristol board by
the nid of his mouth. His work was sus
pended above him, and with his cnmel's
hair pencil dipped in sepia he mndo tho
ooccssary strokes, as fine and as effective
as a delicate lino engraving. Ono of his
works, "A Ratcatcher and His Dogs,"
was disposed of not long sinco to a gen
tleman of Boston, says tho Herald, for a
lum amounting to nearly $10,000.
Few persons, perhaps, aro awnro thnt
they possess a pair of harps. They aro
railed tho organs of Corti, after their
discoverer, and nro located in tho car.
They are estimated to have 8,700 strings,
being, of course, microscopic and varying
in length from 1-500 to 1-200 of an inch.
If you hold a properly tuned violin near
a piano when tho E string is struck tho
E violin string will vibrato and sound
too; so .with all tho rest. Now, tho
8,700 strings of the human ear harp have
' such T. wide compass that any appreciable
sound in the univorso has the corres
ponding tono string, and the sound is
, conveyed through tho connecting fila
mcut to tho auditory nerve, thence to tho
sensorium, and thus a knowledge of tho
sound is received by tho mind.
Ex-King Thcebaw's famous hairy
family, which ho long kept jealously at
Mandalay, aro to visit Europo for exhi
bition. The family have been renowned
in Burmcso history for many years, and
tho present members, a mother and son,
form the fourth generation known. The
mother, Muphon, is sixty-three, quite
blind, and usually sits motionless ou a
platform, occasionally fanning herself,
nnd speaking in a low, sweet voice. She
was seen and described by Colonel Yule
when on a mission to tho Court of Avu in
1855. Save her hands and feet, she is
covered with long, soft hair, liko her sou,
Mo-po-sin, who is covered even to the
drums of his ears, the hair in some places
being fivo inches long. Mo-po-sin is ol
medium height, with palo brown skin,
and is fairly friendly, having been partly
educated, and married to a mnid-of-
honor. Neither he nor his mother ha
cither canine teeth or grinders.
Trof. Graun, of the Berlin Gcograph
ical Society, estimates that, outside oi
the polar regions, an area of at least
800,000 square miles is still gcographi
cally a terra incognita. Europo has been
thoroughly surveyed, all but tho icy
summit regions of tho northernmost
fields, but in old Asia vast territories ar
known only from hearsay, as the soli
tudes of tho Ilactriau desert and the
mountain regions of western China. The
- best maps of central Africa still show
blanks and conjectural dots; the secret
of the Nile's lakes has yet by no means
been satisfactorily solved; tho sources oi
tho Congo and the upper tributaries oi
the Zambezi still rise in a cioudland of
tradition. Brazil and its border states
I still contain certain largo stretches of
untrodden virgin woods, the swamp
' i. labyrinth of tho Gran Chaco, for in
'.' static", and the all but impenetrable jun
i git s of tho delta formed by the junction
I,anof the Rio Maderiu and Maehato, where
MafC'f ven tho native Iudians can travel only
Toiwt'y the waterways of au occasional iuuu-.tiou.
A HERO.
The warrior knows how fitful is tho fight,
IIow sa 1 to live, how sweet perchance to
dio.
Is fame his joy? He moots hor on the hight,
And whon he falls ho shouts his battle-cry;
His eyes are wot; our own will not be dry.
Nor shall wo btiiit his praise, or our delight,
Whon he survives to serve his Land aright,
And mako his famo tho watchword of tho
sky.
In all our hopes, his lovo is with us still;
Ho tends our faith, he soothes us .when we
Brieve.
His acts are just; his word we must be
lieve; And cone shall spurn him, though his blood
tliey spill
To pierce tho heart whoso prido they cannot
kill.
Death dies for him whose famo is his re
priovo. Eric Marlay, in Indrpendcnt.
FIRE IN "NUMBER TWO."
"Well, mother, I can't help it. It is
settled now. I like ltuth Silver, and
she likes mo, and I am botind to marry
her." That was Chat lie Manton's declar
ation. " We shall sec, Charles."
That was Mo:hcr Manton's discour
aging doubt.
"Charlie Manton was not very deep
headed. Ho was not deep-hearted. In
his dress he showed " style." He wore
eye-glasses, sported on each cheek a !
tuft of soft, brown whiskers, looking
like two littlo haystacks that had been
stuck there, and twirled a long, slender
caue. He had graduated at college, had
brought home a little polish, and could
scent his language with tho perfumery
of a few extracts from the poetry of for
eign authors. He fairly glittered in tho
Sewing Circle at home. It was, how
ever, the glitter of glass, not diamonds.
He had not brains enough to stock an
ollice in one of tho professions. He was
timply an attache in tho counting-room
at the big mill, called " assistant," and
drawing a big salary. Just what assist
ance ho rendered, no one could say. I
think it would have puzzled Charlie
more than anyone clso to say what it
was he did in that counting-room. "In
fluence" put him thero, nnd "influence"
threatened to drivo him out somo day.
Charlie was good-natured, he was good
looking, ho had plenty of time for par-
tics nnd picnics, nnd the girls rather
liked him. At any rate, Charlie liked
ltuth Silver.
Ruth was n mill-girl. Sho worked in
No. IV o. She had the softest blue eyes,
like violets that only one clash of dew
had touched. No girl in town had such
glossy golden curls, such a cunning
j mouth, suck fairness of complexion, such
grace of form In that little New Eng
land valley town most of the operators
were Americans. Respectability was not
tarnished ns yet because a person worked
in the mill. Still there was a little smell
of oil and cotton wasto about tho term
"mill-hand'' that cvou admission to the
privileges of choir and sewing circle
could not wholly remove, ltuth sang
in one and sewed in tho other. It was
at tho Sewing Circle that ltuth nnd
Charlie met. It was from the Sewing
Circle that ltuth and Charlie went homo
together. Ruth was pleased with Charlie,
There was this difference in the liking
0f tho two for ono another: Ruth was
pleased with Charlie's surroundings,
rather than with Charlie, though sho
knew it not. It was his social standing,
his father's big house, his college edu
cation, tho family display on Suodav,
when tho Mantons swept up tho church
aisle, that Ruth was really enamored
with. Charlie was kind. Churhe brought
flowers. Charlie ou sloppy days had come
down from the lofty counting-room, nnd
taking Ruth pit teciively under his um
brella, like an oak-bough sheltering a
summer bird, had escorted her home.
Still, though she knew it 'not, it was
I'harl'e's surroundings, move than Chnr
je, that pleased Ruth.
It was the reverso with Charlie. Ruth's
surroundings did not please him at all.
True, ho had held tho umbrella over her
when it rained, but ho wished the walk j
hadb'cn up Ccutral l'nrk rather than I
through u mill-yard. Neither were Ruth's
surroundings liked by the young men iu !
Charlie's set, who all smiled and sim- !
Tiered and wore eve-irlassos, and each !
carried a little cane that nerded only to
be twisted into a curl and carried behind
to complct i their resemblance to monk
eys. Charlie's set joked him about Ruth,
and hit pretty hard; that is. if soft
putty can give a hard blow. There was
Ruth's father (her mother was dead). Ho
whs a mill-hand. No, Charlie's set didn't
like Ruth's surroundings; neither did
Charlie's mother.
She was the daughter of Judge Smith,
(judge of what, nobody knew unless it
was to judge his neighbor). Behind her
was a long list of ancestors, selectmen,
militia colonels, justices of tho peace,
registers of probate, and this stream of
aristocratic blood had gone on flowing,
swelling and gathering strength till the
mighty current came to a head, & front,
a form, in tho dignified petsoti, the tre
mendous presence, of Mrs. .Manton. Of
course, sho did not line ituurs surround
ings. As for Ruth's father, how bis drinking
habits had, worried her! That was the
little worm in the .honeysuckle's heart,
eating its lifo away. One night tho
honeysuckle's heart received a fearful
wound. Charlie had been making an
evening call at Ruth's home. He was
about leaving, when a noiso was heard in
the little passageway running beside tho
house. There were voices; then a violent
thump against tho wall; finally ) souud
of something heavy falling ou the kitchen
floor. Ruth guested what it was im
mediately. She kept on talking as if
nothing had huppeued, liko a robiu that
keeps on singing all tho while that an
arrow is piercing it. Charlie passed out,
and Ruth went into the kitchen. There,
on an old lounge, her father was lying
drunk. By his side sat Usher Cowan,
basin in ono hand, sponge in tho other.
Ho was bathing Mr. Silver's face, nnd
Ruth saw that the water in the basin was
bloody 1
"Why, Usher, what is this?"
"Don't worry," snid Usher, in tho
calm, steady, assuring tono so natural to
him.
"But is he hurt?"
"Not much, llo will bo all right to
morrow." "But has he hurt anybody?"
"Well there there was a little
trouble between him and Jack Linton.
Both had been drinking."
Jack Linton 1 Ruth started. Jack
belonged to Charlie's set. As to habits,
tho only difference between him nnd Mr.
Silver was that Jack went in at the back
door of tho npothecary-store, and Mr.
Silver went in at the front door of the
beer-shop. Jack had pressed his atten
tions upon Ruth, and Ruth had as per
sistently pressed them back. Jack was
angry at last, and vowed that ho would
yet bo even with her. The next day
after the trouble with Mr. Silver, to baf
nncc accounts, Mr. Silver, at Jack's in
stigation, was pulled up in court. Mr.
Silver, it seemed, had struck the first
blow. Then money and respectability
(so considered) wcro on Linton's s'de,
nnd Mr. Silver was fined heavily.
"Guess," said Jack Linton, ejecting
tobacco-juice from the window of tho
law-office where he was tho samo non
descript that Charlie was in tho counting-room
"guess Ruth and I are about
cren now."
The next night Ruth took from the
post-office a letter from Charlie. Sho
hurried homo, and, finding her father
was out, neglected her own tea, and
hastened up into her chamber. There,
with a heart fluttering liko a bird's wing
broken by a rillo-ball, sho rend these
words;
"Miss Silver After the disgraceful
transactions of yesterday, in which your
father figured so conspicuously and so very
creditably in court, you cannot expect me to
continue au acquaintance where I must
mingle in auch low circles. I free you from
your engagement, and I free myself also.
Respectfully yours, C Manton."
Charlie had spent the previous evening
with tho elegant and refined circle that
met in the apothecary's back omce.
Stung by the jokes there executed at his
and Ruth's expense, goaded by his
mother's sharp criticism also, Charlie sat
down and wrote the above note.
After readintr it, Ruth held it a Ion
time in her hand. Her face was as paie
as a snow drift; her heart seemed no
warmer. Poor thing! God only knew
how cold was this repulse of her "hopes.
How long she sat by tho window of her
chamber in this chilling stupDr, she knew
not. Sho was aroused at last by voices
outside.
"I tell you, sir, there's hope for you.
Make one more trial. God will help
you.
That was Usher Cowan's voice.
"I thank you. Usher; but what good
will it do? And to-night I am burning
with thirst. Let me go just this once
just this once."
"No, no, you cannot go!"
Ruth heard Usher pleading. Then
she heard their voices sounding in the
alley-way. Then she heard them in the
kitchen. Ruth hurried downstairs.
"Ruth, I have brough your father in,
and don't want him to go out again."
"You are very kind, Usher. I will
make him some" hot coffo directly. Don't
go, latneri"
'I won't, Ruth. She is a
daughter, Usher. I wish I was a
father." the man blubbered, and
good
good
then
broke into a pitiful weeping.
"What is tho matter, Ruth?" asked
Usher, noticing her appearance.
"Nothing, Usher."
"Something in the matter," said Usher
to himself, and left.
j Usher Cowan was a plain, upright fel
low, with a warm, generous nature, ten
der in his feelings, quick in his sympa-
thies, but quiet iu deportment. His
habits had always been correct, and con-
sequently he had not been that conspicu
, ous member of society that some of those
scapegoats are who, guilty of a dushing
I sin, reform and aro liouized for their
I penitence.
L slier nas always ucen
a good boy."
said ins niomcr, one oi iuuu s ucigu
bors. Ho was a bookkeeper in the counting
room of tho mill, and a person that
turned off a good deal of work. Charlie
disliked Usher, because Usher did some
thing and he did nothing. I shcr and
Ruth had always been good friends.
They had in childhood pulled dandelions
top-ether in Sprint;, and in Winter had
gone down-hill on the same sled. They
had at school often blushed to find
themselves standing side by side in
front of tho master's desk when
caught in a common misdemeanor,
and had walked homo at night trying
to comfort one another in their mutual
disgrace. So tliey had grown up to
gether. Such a word as "love" had
never been lisped between them. Usher
was very diffident about expressing his
deepest feelings, and ere ho had sum
moned courage to speak, Charlie Manton
had spoken. I think Ruth would never
have said "Nay" to Usher's "7es," but
Usher didn't say it. So she listened to
Charlie, bowed her sweet face lower, and
said "Yes" to him. Sho was really as
senting, though, to the attractions of
Charlie's surroundings. When she
awoke out of her dreamy dazzle, she was
liko a bird that, in the cold winter night,
flies for tho warm window-light only to
break its wing aaainst the hard, unfeel
ing glass. But it shouldn't kill her, that
she resolved upon. Her prido was
wounded more than her love.
"Nobody shall know how I feel ! I
will go to church Sunday, and sing just
the same as ever, if my father is a dis
graced man and I a rejected woman,"
said Ruth.
She sat in the choir Sunday, and I can
see how sho looked in tho evening ser
vice. A black hat that was exceedingly
becoming rested jauntily on her head,
and out from its shadow looked Ruth'!
pale face, like the white heart of a black
pansy. She looked very pale, and yet
very defiant, like a creature that feels
sho is pursued in every direction, but
turns, and with the arrow fixed in hei
side, faces her pursuers nlmost savagely.
She maintained her position some time.
The minister's sermon, however, was on
"Charity." It was a plea for those whe
had fallen. Ruth thought of her fatherl
.Suddenly the tears came dripping into
Jicr eyes, nnd looking down, Ruth saw
Charlie Manton in tho church 1 He wa
saying: "How glorious sho looks?" She.
was saying: "You have struck me, but
you have not killed me! I defy you, youi
family, Jack Linton, and everybody else!"
hat was it the minist er was sayingt
"There aro natures so proud that they
will try to bear up under nny strain, al
though they nrc so exquisite in their sen
sibilities thnt the strain threntens to kill
them. Pity them, pity their tears I"
"That is I," said Ruth, "nnd ' every
body sees my tears!" Ashamed, mad,
desperate, sho rose from her seat, hur
ried from tho choir, and ran out into the
night. Down the street, past the black
canal carrying a mountain-current to the
mill like a slave forced to his task;
through a gloomy lane, into the house
like a hunted antelope she sped. There
she threw herself upon her chamber
floor, and did not lift hor head until tho
big mill-bell went boom boom boom I
It was the first bell in tho morning. Ruth
rose up, stolo down-stairs, made ready
her father's breakfast, and then tripped
down-street to the mill. She was defiant as
ever, and seemed to look even prettier.
How slowly that day went 1 How slowly
other days went ! And yet as they wont,
tho pain went. Little by little, sho could
carry her burden.
All the whil? Usher Cowan wns so
kind and patient, so wise a friend. He
encouraged Ruth's father and stood by
him as his nlly. Everybody at last knew
of Ruth's trouble as the precious news by
chance found its way into the stocking-
basket of ono of the members of the hew
ing Circle, and it was given out much
faster than any of the yarn on the blue-and-white
balls. Usher, of course, knew,
but he was as wise and reticent about it
as if he had been trained to this duty.
He .was never in Ruth's way, and yet
never far from her way. Ho rendered
little services, lie dropped in to tell the
news. Ho said encouraging things about
her father, who had really reformed.
"Usher is a good young man," remarked
a neighbor.
"That he is," replied Ruth, with
energy.
Ono noon Usher called at tho house to
say that ho was going to New Jersey. Ho
had been offered a more promising posi
tion iu a factory there. Ruth was startled
when ho said good-bye, for his voice
trembled, and looking up, she saw his
lip quivering. After ho had gone, how
sho missed him! A gulf between her and
everybody seemed to widen in every di
rection. It was not easy, that afternoon,
to resume work, and indeed for every
body in "Number Two" work soon canto
to a very serious halt. It was in the base
ment that fire wns discovered, in a quan
tity of "waste," and quickly tho flames
spread in every direction. They shot
along tho oil-satiirated floors; with feet
of dazzling gold ran up the stairways;
hissed out of the windows, and flying up
the tall elevator, waved a flag of awful
menace iu every slory. Ruth was on the
third floor, and soon learned that tho fire
had cut off all cluince of escape by tho
lower stairway.
"Ladders! ladders!" the crowd gather
ing in the street shouted in frenzy.
"Hero are some!" cried a voice. Yes,
the fire department had sent its supply,
aud they were planted against tho walls.
"Now, to the rescue!" shouted Charlie
Manton boldly, from a position in tho
rear. Somebody else, though, had gone
to the front, and was springing from
round to round, aiming at a window
where stood Ruth Silver in her imperial
beauty.
"Hurrah!" shouted tho excited crowd.
"Ho has got her!"
Yes, Usher Cowan had seized his dear
est treasure in tho world, and down tho
ladder bore her. No gulf between her
and Usher then.
There were other ladders planted and
other rescues effected, but none that af
fected so closely the happiness of Usher
Cowan and Ruth Silver.
"A brave .act! You helped save
others'." said tho mill-corporation's pres
ident. "Wo sha'n't let you go to New
Jersey. Y'ou must stop in town, unless
unless Miss Silver says 'Nay,' and will
not let you stay. Wo will promote you
hero. You shall have Charles Manton's
place."
And luitli Miver slio did not. say
"Nay." Indeed, in a very interesting
ceremony, sho soon told the parson tho
very opposite. Frank Ixxlie't,
When a Horse Fulls.
When a horso falls while drawing a
vehicle
1. Jump down and hold the animal's
head, to prevent his dashing it about to
his own injury.
2. Loosen the check-rein (if you arc so
foolish as to use one), and the parts of
the harness which fasten on the vehicle.
3. Back the carriage, so as to get the
shafts and traces clear.
4. Steady and support the horse's
head, us a frightened horse cannot uso
his senses uriglit ; and excite him, with
hand and voice, to rise.
5. When you have got him up pat and
encourage him, aud see if he is wounded,
or otherwise injured.
0, Let him stand still a short time to
recover himself, and then proceed gently
and with greater caution than before.
Picayune.
CRANKS IN THE CAPITOL
QUEER VISITORS DURINO A SES
SION OP CONGRESS.
Kccentrlo Persons who Want to
lump from tli Dome Tlio "Kiss
tnr Corner" llrldal Couples.
('ranks aro drawn to the Capitol like
birds about a beacon light. There is an
officer placed on duty up in tho dome
expressly to keep them from jumping off.
Not a day passes while Congress is in
session that they are not at the Capitol.
Cranks, newly-married folks and lovers
tend naturally toward the dome, with a
view probably of getting nearer to
heaven. There is a turn in the stairs that
is known as tho kissing corner. It is
proverbial that lovers never pass up to
the dome without stopping thero to tako
breath. It is said that a properly consti
tuted girl always get3 tired when sho
reaches that point and a young man was
never known to object. Tho turn is so
situated that two persons standing thero
can bo seen from neither above nor below.
It offers a great temptation to rest. The
whispering gallery has become so well
known that young folks who don't want
their secrets carried to the other side of
the dome and made public property of
by the echoes, are very careful to keep
quiet when they reach that elevation.
Cranks, if they aro recognized as such,
aro not allowed to go on the dome, but
they are always hanging around for an
opportunity to slip up. Several attempts
have been made by these adventurers to
step out into space in pursuit of eternity,
but as yet only one has been successful.
One man was caught by the tail of his coat
just as ho stood ready for a plunge for
ward. Many have been caught calculat
ing with insane eyes tho distance to the
concrete below. They have always been
induced to go down in tho ordinary way
by the winding stairs.
Thero is ono point in the ascent which
offers unusual facilities for a leap down
into the rotunda. It is with great ditli
:ulty thnt a crank gets post this place.
But for tho presence of a policeman tho
people on the floor below would be in
momentary danger of being struck on tho
aead by a flying crank.
Very innocent nnd harmless looking
men will stop at this point as they go
climbing up the crowded 6tairs, and will
t once become engrossed by the beauty
;f the great circular floor of the rotunda
and their eyes will get bright nnd round
t the prospect. Then they will begin
climbing over the rail in a great hurry,
as if they had forgotten something and
hadn't time to tako the stairs to get to
it. A policeman always appears at this
juncture, and tho visitor is advised to
take his time about it aud go by way of
tho stairs.
"I can tell them on sight," said tho
policeman to a Star reporter. "I can tell
when they como for a jump, and I never
give them a chance. There is something
in their eyes and the way they look
about them that reveals their purpose.
A.ut I presume any crank who got ou the
iome would feel it to be his duty to jump
all. So we think it best not to let any
Drunks go up."
"No, we dosVt stop lovers," he added
in response to an intimation that this
variety of , crank was not dangerous.
"They never have energy enough to
jump off. They havo to stop at every
landing to rest. Sometimes they make a
good deal of noise about it. The 'kiss
ing corner?' Y'es, of course they stop
there 1 But the real genuine article
ain't satisfied with that. They stop at
every turn in tho stairs! Let's sec, now.
Let's make a calculation how many kisses
a real spoony couple who are visiting
Washington ou their bridal tour will get
in on a round of tho Capitol. No, they
can't kiss in the elevator ; that's crowded ;
nor in tho gallery; but they look as if
they'd liko to. There's the tomb of
Washington, under tho crypt; they
always put their heads close together
to weep over that, and never hear you
tell them it's empty. This is a particu
larly good place, because its dark, und
there are so many narrow aisles near it.
They'll score half a dozen before they
finally get out. Next is tho engine room,
and then the crypt. After that they get
uneasy. It's all light iu tho library aud
in the rotunda. But they mako up for
this on the way to tho dome. Now, just
count tho landings aud you've got it!
But it ain't fair to call them cranks. It's
only temporary with them. The genuine
jumper, the man with u mission, und tho
man who takes all his clothes oil are nil
we reckon cranks. There is no doubt
that the jumping cranks arc in tho ma
jority. I expect they como from great
distances for the express purpose of
leaping from the dome. If they were
allowed to go up there would bo an iu
qucst every day." Washinijton Star.
A Canary that Sinus "Mikado."
"For two weeks," said a passenger on
a Van Huron street cur, "I have been
trvintr to tret rid of a canarv which we
have in the house. My wife won't let
me kill it, und we can't give it away. I
have had dozens of people in to see the
bird and hear it sing, but everybody re
fuses to take it away, with tho cage
thrown in. Sing nicely? Yes, a great
singer. But here is where the trouble
comes in. That bird sings from early
morning till late at niirlit, but it won't
sing anything but '.Mikado.' Yes, sir,
it's '.Mikado' all day long. For weeks
my wife hummed 'Mikado' airs about tho
house and thrummed '.Mikado' airs on
piano, until finally the bird caught on.
and '.Mikado' it has been ever since. If
i don't succeed in giving tho bird away
by to-morrow night there will bo u mur
3er committed out in tho alley buck of
jur house. "Cticajo 11 ruld.
Thero aro now 'JOD.OttO.OOO Gorman
sarp iu tho United States, tho descend
ants of thirty five fish brought to the
United States less than a do.eu years
ago.
STORM-TOSSED.
O dove, spread your fair, wide pinions,
Fly fast o'er the tossing sea ;
Seek not the rest on the foaming crest ,
Of the billows wild and free.
The snow on your wing lies heavy,
But 8eed through the driving spray;
Tho sea-king's smile is a ghastly wile
When he aud death are at play.
O dove, spread your drooping pinions,
Lift your eyes so dim with foam,
For cloar and far, o'er the harbor bar,
Shine the welcome lights of home.
Fly on, though the storm grows wilder,
And beats on your panting breast;
One struggle more, you will gain the shore,
And beyoud the wave is rest
Anna It. Bensel.
HUMOR OF THE DAT.
When one has dined on the ill-plucked
restaurant gooso one is apt to feel down
in tho mouth. Judije.
What is tho difference between a rail
way brakeman and a dancing master?
One couples trains and the other trains
couples.
Professor in astronomy "Mr. J., can
you tell mo which constellation the sun
will enter next?" "Can't sir." Pro
fessor "Correct the constellation of
Cancer."
Cadmus was tho first postman. He
brought letters to Greece. Boston Tran
$criL So! We thought tho first male
was left in the Gardeu of Eden. Boston
Bulletin.
Landlady "Tho coffee, I am sorry to
Bay, is exhausted, Mr. Smith." Boarder
Smith "Ah yes, poor thing. I was ex
pecting that; I've noticed that for some
time it hasn't been strong."
"A magnificent ganio'' is a frequent
hcadlino iu our exchanges. In reading
the text we notice that tl o home nine
always wins tho magnilicnt games.,
How is this? Philadelphia CaJ.
A clerk, who is dismissed by his em
ployer, says to him when he is taking his
final leave: "Well, sir, this dismissal will
,ost a good many peoplo their lives."
"Do you mean to threaten me?" de
manded his employer. "Not ut nil. It
simply means that I am going to become
a doctor." Parit Figaro.
HOW IT HAPPENED.
ne was uuknown to fame till when
He got a situation,
Aloug with eight distinguished men,
To piny at short-stop's station.
He-loaped to fume's ethereal round,
When he his foes did staggor,
And did it at a single bound.
By making one three bugger!
Tid-Bits.
A musical journal says that "tho im
pression of tho sound of the bagpipo re
ceived on the typanum of the car affects
the stomach." Correct. It also affects the
liver, und tho heart, and the brain, and
the thorax and, in fact, there is not a
portion of man's anatomy that it doesn't
affect, if he has an car for music. It
makes him feel like a demon. A'orru
toicn Herald.
Tho Deaf and Dumb in Antiquity.
The ancients had the greatest horror of
all that was feeble and infirm; with them
poverty was despicable aud suffering a
scandal. It is no wonder then that
among tho beauty and pleasure-loving
Greeks the deaf mute wns looked upon
nsa disgrace to humanity, and under tho
barbarous laws of Lycurgus they were
exposed to die. Nor was liighly-eultured
Athens less cruel than Sparta toward
these unfortunate creatures. Deaf-mute
children were pitilessly sacrificed With
out a voice being raised in their behalf.
The first who seems to have seriously oc
cupied himself with this phenomenon of
deaf-mutism was tho philosopher Aristo
tle, and he declared congenital deaf-mutes
to bo incapable of instruction, and this
was the universal opiuiou of classical an
tiquity. Tho Rom-ins treated these uu
foitunates with tho same cruelty as the
Greeks. As soon us a chil l was found to
be deaf nnd dumb it wns sacrificed to the
Tiber. Only those escaped whom the
waves washed back to the shore, or whom
the natural love of their parents kept
hidden from tho eyes of the world. Yet
in the centuries immediately preceding
tho Christian era there was a sensible
diminution in tho number of victims of
the barbarous laws, although, nbtuit 150
years B. ('., tho poet Lucretius pro
nounced himself in favor of Aristotle's
opinion regarding deaf-mutes. But in
tho course of time certain rights were
granted to those deaf-mutes who gave
proof of ability,such u-i had been brought
up secretly by their parents showing
some signs of intellect. This gradually
dissipated the horrible prejudice with
which their brethren in misl'oi tune hud
hitherto been regarded, l'linv mentions
a congenital deaf-mute, callid (Juintus
l'edius, who distinguished himself as an
artist. He was a grandson of the Consul
of the same name, who flourished in the
reign of Augustus. It is wlso probable
that deal-mutes were employed as pati
toiniinists when pai.t uuiiue was one of
the favorite amusements of tho Romans.
M. T. Muller gives to the Egyptians tho
credit of first instructing deal unites.
They as well as the Persians always in
spected persons flats ufi'icted, and their
hieroglyphic mode of writing was espe
cially suited to t In ir education. It is
doubtless something more than mere
coincidence that their better treatment
bv the Romans dates from the time of
the incorporation of Egypt as a Roman
province.
Somo wonderful m morics are recorded
iu history, (ia.-sciidi had acquired by
heart (t.lMi) Latin verse-, und iu order t
give his memory exercise h" win in the
habit daily of reciting 'i' vi res from
different languages. N.uiderson, another
mathematician, could re e-tull lloiaoea
odes and a great part ol' the other I.utio
authors.