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TIONESTA, PA., WEDNESDAY, MAY 20, 1889. S1.50 PER ANNUM.
American capital is rushing iuto Ccr
trnl nnd South America.
Undo Sam makes a profit of four
rents on every nickel jmt in circulation.
I :
! There is n strong movement, intimates
the Chicago .Vim, to establish subsidies
with stwamship lines to foreign countries.
! An English mining expert declares Hint
there is just enough coal to hisf Great
Britain 102 years, no dayshours or min
utes.. j A Bulmlo tS. Y.) Judge refused to is
uo Murnlization papers to a man on the
ground that lie -,Vas a common drunkard
and wifo bentor. '
Palmyra, Neb., must be Khort of
Bibles, remarks the Chicago Timet, as the
local paper the other week published tho
ten commandments "by request."
The Japanese experiment of employing
French and German army officers simul
taneously has worked badly. Tho two
races clash and trouble lias arisen.
Tho builders in about twenty of the
largest cities of the country predict that
1889 will bo a larger year than was ever
cxjiciieiiced in building operations.
The method of monthly payments
lately introduced in the United States
itrmy seems to be more and more favor
able indorsed as its workings becomo
better known.
The Western Union Telegraph Com
pany has had fifteen different fights with
tho city of New York in regard 'to
putting it wires under ground, nnd has
won i!s case in every instance.
- Tho Mexican Consul at Los Angeles,
Oil., turned a nice little penny by charg
ing from $3 to $1 for passports to cross
Tlin linn ntwl .nnAml In ..
horns. No passport is needed.
I "'' . . ....
The Hartford (Conn.) fiat has como to
tho conclusion that abducting children
who uro heirs to fortunes is a thrifty,
growing business out West. No less
inau uvc such abductions occurred Inst
year.
Tho Yieomto Eugene Mrlchior do
Vogue says, in Ifirjicr't XngaxM, that
there are 2500 in St. Petersburg "society."
"Tho 2500" compriso those who are in
scribed on tho lists of tho grand fetes of
tho Court.
Tho Washington,, correspondent of tho
Baltimore American declares that "Presi
dent Harrison now sleeps in the same
room" in which his grandfather is sup-
posed to have died, nnd possibly tho
same bod.J'
' C'njl,tr st" monopolizes the attention
of financiers, nnd in Franco has become a
political factor. Tho New York Herald
declares that the year 1SS0 will justly
claim hereafter to bo known as the
"copper year."
Probably not one in a thousand realizes
tho fact that, next to England, littlo
Holland, is thf greatest colonial power
in tho world, observes the New York
U'ljr,im. The Dutch colouies liavo an
tir of 'nearby 800,000 squaro miles,
w hich include some of the finest colonial
possessions in tho world.
The Cherokee have in operation over
one hundred common schools, with nn
aggregate attendance of 4051) pupils; a
high school for Lny3 with nn aggregate
attendance of 211 students; a seminary
Hearing completion, with a capacity for
165 students; an orphan asylum contain
ing 1-16 children, besides a number of
charitable institutions.
The committee of Australian scientists,
appointed to investigate the discovery of
M. Pasteur for the extermination of
rabbits, reports that it found .that rabbits
which had been inoculated with the virus
of chicken cholera or which ate food
which had been infected with the virus
died, but that the disease was not com
municatcd by one rabbit to auothcr.
Suva the Chicago Xvic&: "European
lnu-ii i:us como to this country in droves
every spring to wander through our cities
nnd toot their wofulwiud instruments for
small change and beer. Then they go
back homo late in tlio fall. Four huu-
. l f. ,i.rt... ...n "'....I.. 1....
11IVM ,11 IIIV1I, UUM .1 111 VitMIU UUItlCU 1U
one immigrant vessel the other day. Yet
tome people wonder why so many thou
- sinds of Americans, habitually spend their
summers in Europe."
lbiblin, Ireland, his had a remarkable
, dog case iu one of its courts. Two men
claimed the tunic, dog. Oue, to prove
liis ownership., trld tho animal to fetch
his tune. The doy Ihcycd. The other said
that he had owned the dog in Asia, where
W .heard only lliudostanee spoken.
yt language he told the dog to
V -uat. The dog obeyed. No re-
r. the decision of the Judge has yet
ceived iu thin couutry.
THE THREE RIDERS.
Three riders set out for tlio temple of Fame,
Each booted and spurred and equipped the
same.
The first rode forth at a rattling pace,
Like a jockey who wins an exciting race.
The second net out with caution, slow,
So thnt, when need wns, he might faster go.
The third rode steadily, quietly on,
At a quick jog trot ho could reckon ti)on.
And which do you think will the winner lie:
The hare, the tortoise, or nunllwr three?
The first ono soon broke down, of course.
Ho saved the saddle, but lost his horse;
The second met the regular fate,
Dallied too long, nnd was just too late.
Thoird. I grieve and regret to say,
Did not get there, for he lost his way.
He-thought so much of his regular trot,
That to look at the signs he quito forgot.
See how strangely things befall.
Another, not thinking of Fame at all,
Who wus on his woy to the breadfruit tree,
To provide for his wifo nnd children throe,
Went straightway iuto the tninplo of Fame,
And Innocently asked its name!
They answereil him. With a quir.r.icnl face,
Ho remarked: "It's a most uncomfortable
place."
Then ho wont on to the breadfruit tree.
And home to his wife nnd children three.
The moral? Well, if you can find it,
Writo it out, for I sha'n't mind it!
Tarfor Jenks, in Christian Union.
AN ARTISTS VISION.
How ninny sleepless nights and wearv.
wandering days that haunting face had
cost me, nnd yet I seemed ns far from
its discovery as ever, while tho picture
on which my hopes of fame were built,
and iu which so nuiuy beautiful thought
and (I reams were cushnned, stood un
finished on my easel. I strove again and
again to paint the face I had seen in my
visions, hut alas! the moment 1 seized mv
brushes and palette, I found nivself
painting au ordinary woman's beauty in
stead of that soulful and invsticul loveb
ness grown perfect nud precious through
centuries of spiritual communion with tho
denizens of tho dim laud of dreams.
At last, one night, after painting all
day in vain, 1 threw myself down on a
tiger skin in front of the picture, utterly
wearied out, and fell asleep, though to
tins day 1 am not sure if what seemed
merely sleep to the material part of me
was not really a spiritual experience sent
by those unseen helpers who are ever near
us, to prepare nud strengthen me for the
future pam.
I saw a mountainous coast, with deep
purine inns melting into tender lilacs and
faint blues as thev met the sky, already
breaking iuto tho golden radiance of
dawn.
Gradually, ns I gazed, the fairness of
the golden dawn changed into a lurid
copix-ry hue, and save the bells, not a
Mound was heard, while I felt a growing
Horror and terror in that heavy stagnant
air.
1 strove to fly, and iu the darkness.
which was growing slowly, suffused with
a weird unearthly light, us if the pitiful
stars had faltered back into the morning
sKy to comfort the wailing people, 1
stumbled over something in my path, und
peering dowu, saw it was un open cotliu,
wherein lay a veiled woman. Half un
consciously I stretched out my hand to
raise tlie veil, nnd saw the hunting face
I sought everywhere in vain for my
picture.
1 sprang up with a cry of terror, nud
awoke in my darkened studio! Hut the
face was as clear now ns if she really lay
boforo me in her coffin, and still very
faintly 1 fancied I could hear the clashing
of thoso weird bells iu the distance.
I lighted my lamp nnd worked ou and
off, with that strange feeling of posses
sion one has sometimes us if some
mighty powel outside us were guiding
our hands and inspiring our thoughts.
Gradually the dawn, faint and pale und
ghostly, as it comes to us in London,
stole into my room. I extinguished my
lamp, but still worked on, and at last
there lay the lovely face, clear nud dis
tinct. Jly picture, "The Yision," was duly
sent to the Hoyal Academy and accepted ;
not only accepted, indeed, but actually
hung in the place of honor in one of the
best rooms, and 1 was overwhelmed with
tho generous congratulations of my
brother artists, mingled with inquiries
about the model who sat for my princess.
I could see very few of them believed my
story, that I had painted from no living
model, but only from a dream-face, and
my closest friend, Heginald Doone, ex
pressed the general feeling, when he
said :
"Ah, well, old man, you want to keep
her to yourself. I don't blamo you, for
there is not such another face iu England,
lly Jove!" he broke off under his breath,
with a mischievous look at me, "look
there; is that a dream, too?"
And following his glance, I saw, to
my amazement and delight, tho original
of my picture. Involuntarily I glanced
nt it. Yes; every line, every curve of
tlio sweet face was reproduced with
absolute lidelity, and 1 stood as if turned
to stouo us she paused before the picture,
und an old gentleman w ho was with her
said, in a tone of surprise:
"Why, lna, that is your portrait!"
"Oh, no, papa; 1 am not beautiful like
that!"
"1 must have that picture," he added,
as, alter another long look, they passed
ou.
I had placed a price of 8000 guineas
ou my picture, wishing to keep it for
myself, ami thinking no one would be
likely to gic that sum for the work of a
comparatively unknown artist. How
ever, 1 found shortly afterward that it
was sold to a well-known dealer.
1 followed my "Vision" ut a distance
through the gallery, Hsking every one I
kuew who she was, but no oue could tell
uio anything about her; and ut last,
when they left, I was faiu to follow still,
thinking from thcircarriagel might be able
to discover some clew. However, to my
surprise, they walked some little distance",
and then got into u huusoin. I Jumped
iuto uuuther, and ordered the driver to
follow theirs and stop where it stopped.
Much to my disgust, I'uddmgtou tation
seemed their destination, and when after
paying my mnn I hurried into the station,
1 was just in time to see them disappear
into a first-class carriage as tho train
steamed off I
I had lost her for that time, but I com
forted myself with the idea that wc must
meet during the season, and determined
at once to look up all my old friends, and
accept all the invitations I got, for until
now, wrapped up iu my art, 1 had rather
neglected the first, and always declined
tho last. Hut everything had changed;
since my dream had been the shadow of
this sweet reality 1 seemed to have reached
at one bound the very soul of life.
After some months of solitary wander
ings, I began to journey homeward,
pausing at each picturesque village which
took my fancy, and crossing the rich
Lombard plain to Milan, uud so to Genoa
and the Kiviera.
It was lute on Christinas Eve when I
reached a quaint littlo town near Bordig
hcrn nnd d. jve to the Hotel Francia. I
was very tired, and after supper and a
busty gluncc at the beautiful bay, nnd the
whito moonlight shining on the rugged
Kochcr Rogue, and mingling with the
glancing lights flitting nbout in the steep,
arched little streets, I went to bed, feel
ing n strange sense of fuiniliarity and ex
pectancy, which I strove in vain to ac
count for. However, I soon fell asleep,
and then once more tho old dream came
to me.
There was the violet sea thundering on
tho beach, tho shadowy purple hills
growing pnlor against the clear gold of
the dawn, and the strange, wild chorus
of the bells surgiug nnd quivering
through the hushed nir; and then, with a
gathering sense of terror nnd fear, the
darkness, and that dead face veiled in its
coffin lying before me.
With a sharp cry 1 awoke to find this
was no dream, but a horrible reality, for
tho room was rocking and trembling with
that sickening motion oue grows to know
nud dread in countries subject to earth
quakes, and terrible sounds of falling
buildings were mingled with cries and
groans of those buried beneath the ruins,
'fhe sea broke on the shore with a sound
like thunder, and above us the peaks
seemed to shiver und crack, as huge
bowlders came tottering down on the lit
tle city.
I sprang up, nnd hastily dressing,
groped my way out of the hotel; and
not a moment too soon, for as I reached
the road, which here sloped sharply down
to the sea, the ground again quivered and
rocked slowly backward and forward,
and the whole building fell into a mass
of shapeless ruins, and as the steep litt'.o
streets seemed leaning together, tho un
enrthly chorus of bells rang out again
and again, half drowning the cries of the
terrified people.
It was all exactly as I had seen it in
my dream, and J turned away with a
shiver, noting how familiar was each de
tail, nnd feeling sick and dazed, and
helpless, when u voice near recalled nieto
myself.
"Iua, where nre you? My God ! where
can my daughter be?"
I recognized the voice ut once ns thnt
of the old man I had seen looking at my
picture, und the girl's sweet name sounded
like a hymn of peace amid the horrible
scene.
"Was she ill the Francia?" I gasped.
"Yes," ho replied eagerly ; "she was
with mo as we groped our way down
stairs, but a blow from some falling beam
hurled me here, uud she where is she?"
Ho strove to rise, but even us he spoke
another fearful shock came, the ground
opened at our feet, and with a terrible
cry and hopeless clutch at the yielding
masonry of the wall by which he stood,
disappeared, swallowed up before my
very eyes I Had 1 been a foot nearer I
must have gone, too. As it was, I stag
gered und fell heavily, but only to
struggle up again, haunted by the hor
rible thought that she was lying buried,
perhaps dead, underneath those cruel
stones.
I must find her! And nerved to greater
haste und energy by the awful sight 1 hail
just seen, I rushed iuto the ruined house,
culling:
"lna! Iuu! Where are you?"
Alas! there was no answer.
I groped my way over the great heaps
of debris through what had been the hall
of the Francia. Great jars of rude native
pottery, in which grew orange nud palm
trees, camellias and myrtles, had been
set ou tho wall ou either side. Most of
these were now crushed and broken, but
at the further end close to the solid stone
staircase, stood two, apparently unin
jured, though half buried, uud in the
dim light of the returning duwn I caught
a glimmer of something w liite underneath
a heavy wooden beam which appeared
resting ou these two immense vases, its
fall having beeu broken by the balustrade
of the staircase.
I hastened forward, and as I reached
tho spot the first ray of the Christmas
morning sunlight rested upon it, and
showed me a sort of rough tomb or al
cove formed by the Immiiu resting ou the
two unbroken orange jars, aud in it lay
the girl I wan seeking! There she was,
exactly as 1 had seen her in iny dream,
apparently dead, the lovely face as white
us the draK'ries around her. The huge
block of wood hud probably knocked her
down, und falling atxive, had been caught
by tho jars, ami so protected her from ull
the other debris scattered around par
tially walling her in.
I tore away the stones uud broken frag
ments with frantic bauds (the beam it
self, of course, I could not move by a
hair's breath), and at last was able to
draw her gently from underneath it, und
carry her tenderly out ou to the road,
which was now rapidly tilling w ith car
riages, into which wounded ami sick
people had been lifted, for greater safety
thau could le found in tho tottering
houses.
In one of these carriages, to my great
joy, I recognized the face of Reginald
Dooue's mother, a lady who was almost as
dear to me as my own, and who ulwuys
looked ou me us one of her boys Regi
nald uud I having been so much together.
She was now looking out anxiously, and
lei ogni.ing me, stopied the carriage.
Iuu wus still perfectly unconscious, and
with a few words of explanation I left
her in my old friend's motherly care,
promising to come buck to them as soon
as all possible help had been given to tho
unfortunate people, many of whom were
still half buried beneath the ruins of their
homes.
I feared to face Tnu, knowing what her
first words would be, and the terrible an
swer I must give to them, nnd strove to
forget the inevitable pain by hurrying
from place to place, assisting as best I
could those in need of help. It was a
very desolate scene, amid nil the beauty
of purple mountains nnd blue sea, that
Christmas day sun shown down upon.
The little city lay in ruins, with scarcely
a house still firm on its foundations.
The cathedral alone seemed to have es
caped, and its bells kept up a monoton
ous ringing, nnd the chanting enmo down
to us in snatches of melody, the blessed
Christmas hymns sounding unutterably
sweet and comforting amid all the pain
and desolation.
At last some one suggested that the
cellars of the Francia were very largo and
solidly built, and probably many people
were in hiding there, waiting to be re
leased; so a party, including myself, be
gan removing the tons of fallen stones,
bricks, etc., and after great labor suc
ceeded in making an opening into the
fust cellar. We soon found our labors
were not in vain, for wc could hear voices
long before any one became visible, and
nt last we reached them.
There were two cellars.one opening out
of the other. e had succeeded in
reaching the inner one, nnd found it
crowded w ith people. Many of the hotel
servants had gone there on the first alarm,
and a few of the visitors had been guided
by them, or had found their way thero
also; aud as these people were gradually
lifted out through the hole we hud made,
what wns my umazement to recognize
lna s father among them I
I rubbed my eyes, and thought the
agony of the night must have turned my
brain. But no, thero he was, covered
with dust, indeed; and with bleeding
face and hands, but alive nnd compara
tively uninjured.
"Thank Heaven!" I exclaimed as I
seized his hand. "Dure I believe my
eyes after having seen you swallowed up
close to my .-(et? Thank Heaven, for
Iua 8 sake! .. .
- "Ina." he answered huskily; "where is
my child?" N-
"She is safe. I found her after you
disappeared, and sho kuows nothing of
thnt horrible time. She is with friends
I will take you to her. But I cannot un
derstand "
"My being iu that cellar?" he inter
ruptcd. "No, I um not surprised, for I
cnu senrely understand it myself. I only
know that I lost my consciousness in that
terrible moment when the ground opened
and 1 slipped in. When I came to my
self I was lying on the floor of the cellur
with many people around me, and they
said that one of the earthquake shocks
had shaken down the outside wall of the
outer cellar, throwing in a great quantity
of earth and stones, nnd with them my
unconscious self. I was stiff and bruised,
but otherwise uninjured. Thnt is all 1
know.
At such time all conventional barriers
are forgotteu, and as Inu's father and I
wrung each other's hands and looked
straight into each other's eyes wo under
stood each other's hearts better thuu if
wc had been friends for years of every
day life.
I need not dwell on the joy of fathei
and (laughter, as Inn, rushing into his
unns, described the sudden blow that
tore her nwny from him us they tottered
down the staircase. She remembered
nothing more after this blow until she
found herself with Mrs. Doone, and
learned from her how she had been res
cued .
We returned to England together, and
I found courage as we stood before "The
Vision," which held the place of honor
in their drawing room, to tell Ina the
story of my dream and its strange fulfill
ment, together with my luckless senrch
for her all the past summer. "Since that
night I have loved you, dear. Can you
love me?" I asked as I finished my tale,
and Ina, as she turned that beautiful
haunting face toward me with a smile
which was, indeed, like a benediction,
whispered: "Yes!" Once a Wut.
Six Boxes of Oranges to a Tree.
James Andrews has about five acres of
orange hind, three acres of prunes und
two acres of nectariues, besides twenty
five lemon trees. He has given his orch
ard unusual care for several years, and
has made fruitgrowing his whole care
and attention. The result is he reaps a
splendid financial reward for his work.
Mr. Andrews sold his oranges on the trees
(nine years old) for $1.40 a box. On
Thursday tho packing begun. Up to
KnturtTuy evening 387 of tho 490 trees
hud been picked, and fruit packed in
2;i.'W boxes. This nntkes an average of
six boxes of oranges to the tree, and
21140 boxes to the 4110 trees. At $1.40
a box, the amount that Mr. Andrews will
therefore receive for his orange crop this
season is $4116. That is $S23 for each
acre of oranges. Ho received a check
for $2500, iu partial payment for the
crop ou Suturday. Lust year he sold the
i rop from the same trees for $52H5, uud
then, as now, did not pick, pack or haul
any of tho fruit. Ltn Aide (G'aZ.)
firwjitti.
Whence Most of the Earth Can lie Seen.
, I'rofet.xur Whitney says that from the
summit of Mount Hamilton iu Califor
nia more of the earth's surface can be
seen than from any spot on tho gkjbe,
though it is only about 4500 feet hih.
The view extends around iu every direc
tion, and the snow-capicd range of the
lofty Sierge, can be plainly seen 200
miles uway against the northern sky. To
the south, nearly us fur away, the Sau
Hcrnudino range limits the view, uud be
tween the two lies room for ull the East
ern States, with their rivers, lakes,
mountains, and sea coast. Twenty min
utes lie fine reuc hiug the summit, a heavy
white cloud tloutcd up ami treated us to
u drenching shower of r:'iu. We were
well prepurcd, however, uud niw -'t suf
fer uuy iucouveuieuce beyond loss ol
view. H'smVrr fyy, k ....
SLAVES OF THE BETEL NUT.
PECULIARITIES) AND DAILT LIFE
OF THE SIAMESE.
Feminine ncantjr Mnrrctl lint hers in
the Kiver Mciihim Siamese Chil
dren Floating Homes.
The betel nut, writes Frank G. Car
penter from Siarn, is a native of Siam,
and immense quantities of them are ex
ported to India and other countries where
the chewing of it prevails. It has a green
skin and is of the size of a black walnut.
It is sold in pieces the size of a hickory
nut and is of a soft, spongy nature, hav
ing a bitter astringent taste. The Siam
ese mix it with lime colored red nnd a bit
of tobacco. The red lime is wrapped up in
green leaves, and every one in the
country has a betel box near him. He
chews and spits all day long, and it is
said that this habit costs the people fully
as much ns their food. It has much the
same effect as tobacco in that it takes
away hunger aud produces a stimulating
and soothing sensation. It is used every
where nnd tlip bridegroom gives a pres
ent of betel nuts to his bride. Bubies are
given it and I saw a young Siamese boy
of ten squirting betel juice between his
teeth and aiming nt a mark. It is a vile,
filthy habit and it turns the Siamese from
a moderately handsome nation into a most
ugly oue.
The Siamese girls have beautiful eyes
and tho plump, olive chjeks of maidens of
fifteen would be very attractive were it
not for the betel. Their eyes nre black,
lustrous and full of soul. Many of them
nre pcddlurs, and they sit iu tho long,
narrow eunoe-like boats and paddle along
their wares from house to house. They
seem to bo the managers of the store ; aud
these river shops of Bangkok are out of
the water and the maiden storekeeper
squats down on the floor with her goods
all around her und with her betel box aud
tobacco beside her. Her husband is usu
ally lying in a back room or loafing. Her
stock is very small, and there is nothing
for the foreigner to buy. The wants of
the people uro few. Siamese washing
takes neither soap nor starch, and vege
tables and rice constitute the most of the
food of the people. When they want a
dainty they take a little raw, rotten fish
and mix it w ith their curry, and the ma
jority of them do not know what meat is.
Tho Siamese wash their clothes aud
their bodies at the same time, and this
River Memuu is always full of bathers.
The girls step dowu into the water and
roll about like mermaids. The men bathe
in tho same way, und they delight in
tuking a vessel and filling it with water
and standing or sitting ou the wharves
of their houses nnd raising it high above
their heads and letting the cool stream
pour over their warm persons. After
they have had a bath they stand a minute
to let themselves dry, then slipping
another cloth loosely about the waist,
over their wet garment, they let the other
fall to the floor, wring it out nnd dry it
for second wearing. Iu the evening you
see this bathing going ou everywhere, and
the playground of the children of Bang
kok is iu the river.
Children of the poorer classes under
ten wear no clothing, but nearly every
baby uud every boy or girl has gold or
silver jewelry upon its body. The most
of the children have anklets and brace
lets, as well as necklaces of gold or silver,
and the boys wear around their waists a
string of charms of silver and stones,
while the girls have simply a string, to
the centre of which n silver or gold
heart, perhaps two inches in diameter,
hangs down. Of late the children of tho
better classes, thoso of the princes and
nobles, have taken to wearing bands of
woven gold and silver about the waist,
nnd ns 1 patted the son of the Governor
of the city on the head yesterday, I noted
that around his waistcloth of bright green
silk was buckled a heavy silver belt of
woven links, ut least au inch wide, uud
of the most beautiful workmanship.
The children seem to be quite as happy,
however, as though they hud pantaloons,
vest, underwear aud overcoats, and the
music of their voices is as sweet here
tho waters of the Meuam us it is any
where. Ou their flouting homes they
have not more thau ten or fifteen square
feet as a play ground, uud many of them
have never beeu upon tho laud.
These flouting homes are more like cot
tages or huts than houses, the average
size of them is three rooms, uud you could
set one roof ull down within u good-sized
American parlor. First, there is au outer
ledge covered with a roof aud open to
the river. Inside there is a kitchen and
bedroom. ''They have no windows, and
iu Bangkok I don't suppose there are a
hundred puues of w indow glass. Tho
climate is so warm that the people want
every breath of nir they can get, uud
when you pack the survivors of two or
three generations of one family iuto one of
these huts you have no need of either win
dows or doors. There are no chairs in
these floating homes. The people sleep
iiM)ii mats, or straw, or skins, and their
pillows are stuffed w ith cotton or are mere
pieces of wood.
A Siamese kitchen has no chimney and
the peoplo never need a base-burner.
The cooking is all done over coals in a
box filled with earth or ushes, nnd tho
chief culinary articles uro u rice pot, a
kettle and a frying pan. Many of the
eatubles uro bought cooked, and the rice
is first boiled and then set to steam in an
cuitheu put. Rice forms the bread of the
country, und the Siamese kuows nothing
of tho ufter joys of the underdone Ameri
cun pie or tho oily Boston baked beans.
These Siamese girls never learu how to
make cake or pudding; they have roasts
und no soups. They squat ou the lloor,
uround a little table no more thau a foot
high, w hen they eat, and each put her
own hands into the conuniui dish aud
picks out. tho morsel which pleases her.
Ill eating . rice they put tho whole hand
into tho .steaming kettle, und rolling the
mass iutom hard ball between their fing
ers, they crowd it into their betel stained
mouths. The men, as lords of the family.
get the first bite and tlio womeu take
what is left. There is, however, no fixed
dinner hour, and gastronomy has a long
way to go before it will become a scieuee
.' "'am.
HOUSEHOLD AFFAIRS.
TO CI.EAJ TlTE POTS.
The natural color of iron is gray, and
a little care will keep iron vessels this
color. If they are black, it is because
they aro dirty. It is a good plan, oc
casionally, if you must use iron ware in
stead of lighter vessels, to plungo such
nrticles as baking pans, spiders, griddles,
etc., in water: with ono tnblespoonful of
soda to each gallon of water, cover close,
and cook them for two hours. Then re
move one at a timo and wash each piece
before it dries. You will bo amazed at
the changed condition of your wares tho
first time you do it, unless you aro ono
among ten thousand of our housekeepers.
Yankee Blade.
ANGRY BEEB
Recent articles regarding injurious ef
fect of excitement upon quality of beef
reminds a Country Oentleman correspond
ent of a circumstance, in London, Cau
ada, of a housewife, long the meat-cook
of n large hotel, who one day refused to
accept an ordered roast:
"The butcher called for explanations,
when Mrs. A. replied thnt she could not
cook the meat, as was 'angry,' refer
ring doubtless to omo peculiarity she
observed in its condition. Tho butcher
finally admitted that tho cow, nftcr being
struck on the head in tho slaughter-house,
escaped, but wns recaptured after a long
nnd worrying chase. Mrs. A. had no
theory to offer on. tho subject, but her
practical eye detected, nt a glance, the
peculiar condition of the meat which ren
dered it unsuitable for cooking."
WASHING WINDOWS.
There is a right and wrong way to wash
windows, and as this operation is usually
dreaded, the following method will doubt
less be appreciated, as it savo3 both time
aud labor: Choose a dull day, or at least
a time when the sun is not shining on
the wiudnw, for when tho sun shines on
tho window it causes it to dry streaked,
no matter how mucn it is rubbed. Take
a painter's brush and dust them inside
and out, washing nil tho woodwork in
side before touching tho glass. The lat
ter must bo washed simply in warm water
diluted with ammonia ; do not use soap.
Use a small cloth with n pointed stick to
get tho dust out of tho corners ; wipe dry
with a soft piece of cotton cloth ; do not
use liuen, as it makes the glass linry when
dry. Polish with tissue paper or old
newspaper. You will find this can be
done in half tho time taken where soap is
used, and the result will be brigther win
dows. New York Herald.
now to reu feat-hop.
The wings of turkeys, geese, and
chickens may be utilized, instead of be
ing thrown nway or burned up, as is
usually their fate. It is a recognized fact
in tho country that there is nothing bet
ter for brushing off the stove or brushing
up tho hearth, but here their value is
usually supposed to end. Few city bred
people know they nre useful for even these
purposes. They nre excellent to dust
furniture with, unless it is highly pol
ished, then they might scratch it, in
which case, for pianos, etc., wo would
recommend tho duster mado from the
line, soft feathers of the peacock. For
gilt frames these dusters are also desira
ble. A cloth should never bo used for
diMing gilt frames, as that presses much
of the dust into tho tinevcu surface of
the gilding. For washing windows there
is nothing ns good as wiugs, far excel
ling tho ordinary scrub brush or even
chamois skin. Cloth will leave lint in
the comers of tho glass, which it is al
most impossible to entirely remove.
Wings mny also be used to spread the
paste in papering. Ji.ifn Home,
Lettuce Salad Take crip heads of
letttucc, wash and dry, tear tho leaves iu
pieces, cover with French dressing, turn
upside down to mix well, set on ice ten
minutes and serve.
Stewed Parsnips Scrape nnd boil
tender, mash, and to n pint of parsnips
add a beaten egg, one tablespoon of flour,
salt aud pepper to taste. Form intoiound
cakes aud fry brown in buttur.
Meat Croquettes One pound of minced
raw beef, one egg, oue onion, chopped
line, ono bunch of chopped parsley;
pepper and salt In taste; mix all together;
form iuto small cakes, dredge with flour
mid fry in butter.
Baked Spanish Onious Peel four
Spanish onions, put them iu cold water
with n small lump of soda, place on the
fire nnd lei them come to the boil, nnd
then simmer them gently for half nn hour;
drain thoroughly, and put them iua bak
inr dish with a little ''"JV nnd bake till
browu. 'J'". '
Boiled Asparagus- tho tough
ends, put in boiling , which has
salt in it and cook lit .. cudcr. For a
bunch of asparagus make a sauce of npint
of milk, a tablespoon of butter, pepper
and salt to taste, and a heaping table
spoon of Hour; have ready a few slices
of toasted bread, ou which lay the
asparagus, well drained; pour over all
the boiliue; sauce uud serve.
Oyster Plant auGratin Take six stalks
of oyster plant, scrape them aud dip them
iu half vinegar and water as fast as
scraped. Cut them ill quarters length
wise, then in inch strip.-; wash them and
boil one hour in slightly sailed water.
Boll hall' a pint of milk, add a tcatpoou
f ill of di-solved flour to it ; add the vege
table ami put in a small baking tin ; season
with salt and pepper; strew over the dish
a layer of bread crumbs; add a little but
ler and bake to a delicate brown.
Rhubarb Tarts One pound of sifted
Hour, a quarter of a pound of lard, a
quarter of a pound of butter; work the
llour aud lurd toyei her; add water enough
to make a doiu li, roll it out, spread a
portion of the butter over it, fold uud
roll again; add more butter, and so ou
until ull the butter is used. When wanted,
roll it half ioi inch thick, cut it into
round-, with a fluted cutter, brush a littlo
ci'4 over the top edge and bake. When
done till them with rhubarb, stewed nud
swceti'ucd, . i. . ,. i
THE BLUE BIRD.
When the welkin rings so gladly with the
plow men's voices cheery,
With the young lambs racing madly in the
fallows making merry;
And tho sunlearas, mirth provoking, cbaso
the tantalizing shadows;
Then in winsome measure mocking comes
across the distant meadows,
"Twittory tweet, tweet, tweet!
Live is sweet, so sweet !
Twittry tweet, tweet, tweet !
Twittery tweet; twittery tweet; twittery
tweet!
Life Is fleet, life is sweet, so sweet!"
Building boughs by flashing fountains,
laughing wind9 that sway and toss them
When tho sun is on the mountains and tho
dew is on the blossom;
When the mist wraiths seek the dingle when
the rosy dawn is breaking.
And the woods are all ajinglo with the songs
the birds are making
"Twittery tweet, tweet, tweet!
Life Is sweet, so sweet!
Twittery tweet, tweet, tweet!
Olndly greet! Life so sweet!
Life is sweet! Life is fleet!
Twittery tweet, twittery tweet, twittery
tweet !
Life is sweet, sweet, sweet, so sweet!"
Happy bird! your notes are laden with a
sweet soul promise bringing
Mo the hoo of some sweet Aiden with its
joy bells ever ringing
Where this passion tortured spirit shall find
rest from pain and sorrow.
And life's twilight shall inherit all the wealth
of heaven's morrow!
"Twittery tweet, tweet, tweet!
Life is sweet, sweet, sweet!
Twittery tweet, tweet, tweet !
"We repeat; wc repeat;
Heaven's retreat; promise sweet !
Twittory tweet; twittery tweet; twitWy
tweet!
Life is sweet, sweet, sweet, so sweet !"
31. 3T. Fohom, in Atlanta Conttitvtivn.
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
Post haste The fust mail.
"Very shocking" An earthquake.
Forever "on the jump" The toad.
A green conspiracy The grass plot.
Debilitated time A clock run dowi:.
Takes in the whole range The
kitchen.
The Chinaman says that marriage is
the splice of life.
Tho more a man raises his beard, the
further down it gets.
The people who never get right in this
world are those who get left.
The less head a man has the more fic
qilenty he loses it. Bliaard.
Among dead languages the French we'll ekss :
No language has more murdered been, alas !
Judge.
Love-making is one of the arts iu
which experience is not essential to suc
cess. He said in tones of soitow,
No "friends in need" for me.
The friends that want to borrow
I do not wish to see.
A scarf-piu shield that will protect its
wearer from entanglement with a girl's
hair would bo a boon to mankind. Jti'
elers' Wetkly.
A debatiug society is debating the
following important question : "If a man
builds acorn crib does that give him a
right to crib corn?"
A Western undertaker advertises that
he furnishes "every requisite for a fun"
era!." He must be a doctor as well as nn
undertaker. Sij'tiii'jt.
"A mean man?" exclaimed Captain
Norris, "I should say so. 'Why, if you
wero to put a rat-trap in his mouth,
baited with a nickel, you'd catch hia
soul!"
Stranger (to cashier, iu restauruut)
"Is the proprietor iu?" Cashier "No,
sir; he has gone out to get somethiug to
eat. Back in a few minutes, sir."
AVmi York Sun. '
George "Won't you be niiuc, dear?"
Clara '-I think I should have to be hard
pressed i ml cod to take you." George
(equal to the emergency) "Oh, if that's
all, here goes." Munmt Weiki.
"Do you think your sou has the neces
sary qualifications to become nn artist;"
'I'm sure of it. He can do without food
for three days and he knows tho position
of every five lunch in the city." Life.
"Do your shopping early in the morii
ini.'," sa.s a New York fashion paper.
This may be good advice, but it is rat her
hard on the salesgirls, as it will prevent
them from exchanging confidences con
cerning the social experiences of the
previous evening.
At a Kansas wedding the other day the
bride's father gave the happy couple v
cheek for Si. 10. The urbane bridegroom
raised the check to $1500 and started off
ou a solitary wedding tour. Auoihercase
of "Where is iny wandering boy to
night J" njtilt) E.ijtrut.
lie "Where's my bootjack, Maria:"
Shi "Oh ! must you use it f What a pity !
I've covered it with pink satiu and iuititcd
a spray of w ild flowers on it, and hung it
up iu the parlor by long satin bows. What
a pity one can't be artistic without haviiiL
everything spoiled." Juiljt.
ManatfiT don't like the dude iu
your play.' Author "What's the mat
ter w ith him .'" '-lie is not suilieieiuly
stupid. Von must throw more iiloey,aud
imbecility into the role of the dude, for
there will be a lot of experts from l-'il'tb
avenue iu !! audience." .V if I'm! .J,r--ii)-)j.
A Disappointed Husband. Citizen (at
lliai-t's) -Have you any plants with
buys on tilt mi .'" Florist "Xu, indeed!
I don't keep such things." I ilit n (dis
appointedly) "I was iu hopes you tiid.
My wife never lets me smoke in the house
except when there are bugs oil the plants."
liurlihijt'nl 'Vic I'li.
School Teacher (to new pupil) "We
are taught in the Bible that whin some
one smiles us on one cheek we should
turn the oilier to him. Isu't that a Ihiiu
tiful senium nt .'" " Yt . ma uin." 'Now,
if Charley Junes were to Miiitc you on one
check w hut would you do!" "J dpouud
del top of his head oil,"