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The whole English press is full of
xidioule for Poet Lnnrsate Austin,
A Georgia paper complains that the
Atlanta Fair "scattoied measlos all
over lbs State"
It is claimed that tho "honor sys
torn" in oollegc originated in the Uni
versity of Virginia.
General Campos says of Weylor'f
coming to Cuba that "the (load will
riso and fight him."
Baltimore as well as Brooklyn is t
city of churches, eaoh having a greatei
number in proportion to the popular
tion than any other cities in the
United State.
Tho Now Orleans Picaynno announce!
that "the Koeloy motor is motiug again,
but in tho line of its former wonder
ful achievements in nioting cash out
of its stockholders' pockets."
. The late Congressman Lawlcr, oi
Chicago, ouco told a Chicago audience
that tho majority of the people of this
country constituted the bulk of the
population and was vociferously np
plaudcd.
A Loudon weekly paper recalls the
fact that at the breaking out of the
Napoleonio wars, whioh lasted, in all,
twenty-two years, Englaud had about
10,000 mercantile seagoing Teasels.
During the wars no less than 10,871
of them were destroyed or captured
ly tho enemy.
Tho Southern States Magazine, oi
Tlaltimore, publishes reports from over
JiOO correspondents in all parts of the
flonth os to tho financial condition oi
farmers. "These reports show that
tho Southern farmers as a class are
lees burdened with debt than they
liave been at any previous time since
Iho war."
"In a hundrod years," said Napo
leon the Great at St. Ilolena, "Europe
will be Cossack or Republican.'
Russia has been doing her part to
realize the prediction for tho Cossaok,
observes the Chicago Timos-Herald.
The Russian lrontior has boen moved
toward Berlin, Dresden, Munioh,
Vienna and Paris about 700 milos.
It has boon moved a thousand milos
in tho direction of Teheran, 1300
miles nearer British India and COO
miles on the roa I to Constantinople.
Professor Becker, of the United
States Geological Survey, who has just
returned from the Alaska gold fields,
ttntos that although the precious metal
abounds in different parts of Alaska,
gold seekers should tako into account
Iho hardships and chances of ill-for-luue
that they will encounter. Food
and other necessaries are very expen
sive. Notably rich mines already
developed are the Treodnoll, on Doug
las Island, which prodtioes $500,000
worth of ore yearly, and the Apolle
mine, near DelaroffBay, with a yearly
output of 8300,000.
Mutual fire insurance among farm
crs has proven wonderfully success
ful, remarks tho American Agricul
turist. The Legislatures of tho Mid
dle States have done much to aid thin
movement by passing about all tho
laws they have been asked to. The
huudieds of farmers' mutuals in New
York and Pennsylvania represent many
millions of dollars' worth of property
and without exception the members
report adequate protection and a
great saving in premiums. Actual
losses and the necessary operating ex
penses are very small. The money ia
retained in the community and does
not go to fill the coffers of those al
ready rich. It is a practical demon
stration of co-operation which con be
practiced in other lines where farmers
are bonsst an I can trust themselves
and each other.
Dr. Jameson is reported to have
laid in an interview that "our Maxims
could have knooked the spots out of
thorn, but wo had no ammunition."
That is going to be the trouble with
the machine guns, especially for armies
of invasion, predicts tho Atlanta Con
stitution. No ammunition train, no
matter how long, can carry cartridges
enough to foed these greedy corn
poppers winch shoot away in a min
ute as many rounds as a soldier can
carry. The Maxims and Gatlings are
all right in their place, but they will
sot lessen the iinportaueo of accurate
small arm fire. A beleaguered fortress
with big magazines might be able to
till the air so full of lead that no liv
ing thing could approach, but an
army in the field will still find it nec
essary to shoot to hit, aud it will take
sharp overnight to keep the soldiers
from wastyig too much lead even with
a magazine rillu, to say nothing of a
machine gun spitting from i00 to 1000
bullets ft iuiuute,
AS YE WOULD,
If I should sco
A brother languishing in sore distress,
And I should turn and leave bltn com
fortless", When t might be
A mossongor of hope and happiness
How could I ask to have what I denied,
In my own hour of bitterness supplied?
If I might share
A brother's load along the dusty way,
And I should turn and walk alone that day,
How could I dare-
When In the evening watch I knelt to pray-
To ask for belp to bear my pain and loss,
If I had heeded not my brother's cross?
If I might slug
A littlo song to cheer a fainting heart
And I should sent my lips and sit apart,
When I might bring
A bit of sunshine for life's ache and smart
How oould I hope to have my grief re
lieved. If I kept silent whon my brother grlovod?
And so I know
That day is lost wherein I fail to lend
A helping hand to some wayfaring friond;
But If It show
A burden llghtenod by the cheer I send,
Then do I hold the golden hours well
spent,'
And lay me down to sleep In tweet ccn
tout. Edith Virginia Bradt.
THE LITTLE OLD MAS.
BY CAROLINE CAMBLOS.
UI1E high up in a high
house, in a poor
quarter of Paris, lived
a little old man. He
blew a horn every
li igbt in the orchestra
of a theatre. It was
rumored he had saved
considerable monev.
What he would do with this money no
one knew; only the mothers in the
house hoped he would remember their
children when he died. For he loved
the children in tho house.
There were many children, for many
families lived there, so he had much
to love. When he went to rehearsal
he had to clear a passage on tho stairs,
the little ones crowdod so to meet him.
lie usually had a paper of sweetmeats
for them. Again, whn a child of the
house was missed, its mother would
trudge up the many stairs to the top
most room and say : "M. Clerville,
my little ono should be here," and,
sure enough, there it would be.
When the little ones were disobedi
ent, you had but to say : "Ah, if M.
Clerville oould see you now," and the
naughtiest one became an angel of
goodness,
- His love for their children made tho
mothers hope he would some time
bestow sotuo of his savings npon
Jaqueline, Armand, and the like. For
he had lived here for nearly eighteen
years, had worked all that timo and
i-peut but little, so he must have saved
much. And for what? No one ever
came to see him, ho went no where but
to tho theatre, and he had no friends
save the children.
They did not know that the little
old mnn was hoarding and saving for
a child he had never seen.
It was like this: He had once
thought that he could compose a great
opera. For years and years he had
dreamed about it, worked at it. In
theso years ho had earned but littlo
monoy, his wife toiling hard to sup
port herself and hor daughter. At
last, just before the daughter's mar
riage, M. Clerville finished his opera,
sent it to a manager, aud had it re
turned to him. His wife was angry;
she bad stood so much. She and hor
daughter left the disappointed man,
hud he had never seen them from that
day to this.
Ho knew that his daughter had mar
ried, that a littlo child hud come. He
determined to work and save for this
little child. He put away his opera,
and weut into an orohestra. This was
eighteen years ago. He hud lost sight
of his wife and child, and grandchild ;
they had drifted somewhere. But one
dream remained to him ; he would
some time have a goodly sum of money,
aud then be would hunt out his grand
child and give it to her, thus proving
ho had not been entirely useless in the
world. He always thought of her as
a little child. For this reason he loved
all children.
Now, one night as he returned from
tho theater and was going up to his
room, ho beard a Bweet voioo singing
a tune he had not hoard for years.
Ho stopped on the stairs. The song
rose on the quiet air; it was an old
Provencal song his mother had sung
years ago, the tune he had suug to bis
wife in the early happy days, the tune
she in turn had sung to their child.
Tho door opposite where he was
standing opened a young girl stood
there.
"Mademoiselle," ho said, "I thank
you for the song ; my mother sang it
to me wheu I was very young."
In his garret he thought of the song
aud of the young girl what a sweet
face hers was. Was it really like a
face be bad once known? Ho thought
und thought about it until be fell
asleep.
Now Marie, the young flower maker,
was alone in the world, and bad moved
into tho house that very day. It
pleased her that she had pleused the
little old man. So the next uigut
when she heard him toiling up the
stairs she again saug the old song.
"It lmibt be pleasant for him to bo
reminded of bis mother," she thou'il.
"My mother sang it to me, too, aud
now she is dead."
The old song took the old man way
back to happier days.
"And where have I seen a face like
this young girl's?" thought ho.
Night utter night he beard the sou,'
wheu he came home from the the iter ;
ho would leave his room door open
that bu might hear it to tho end.
Occe it was ft t',)U spriug uilil, and
the lilacs were blooming he felt it
more than ever.
"Oh, my dear grandchild," he said,
"will I ever, ever find you? And will
you ever, ever love me?"
Again, one day he met Marie as be
wont down the stairs, the children all
about him.
"Are yon qnite alone, mademois
elle?" he asked.
"Quite alone," the answered. "My
parents are dead. I had a kind grand
mother, but she died, too. And this
is my birthday, monsieur. I am sev
enteen years old."
He stepped up to her, raised him
solf on bis tip-toes, and kissed her
pure white brow.
"It is thus I would have embraced
my grandchild," ho said to himself, as
be hurried away.
After that he did not see her for a
long while, though bo often heard her
singing the old song when be came
back from the theatre. Yet, when he
was practicing, up in his room, when
the children were with bim, when he
was blowing his born in tho theatre
at all times he thought of Marie, and
the thought of her brought back the
old feelings he had once had, till he
brought out' his opera again, and
dreamed once more of being success
ful. One day, when he held a sleeping
child in his arms and looked down
upon its flushed face, be thought,
"Marie is young, and should have some
one to protect her. I am old why,
I am old enough to be her grand
father. Her grandfather 1 How
strange.
"My own granddaughter may be as
old as she ! I never thought of thai
before." He leaned over the sleeping
child, and presently something sparkled
on its round check. May be it was a
tear that fell from the little old man's
eye.
Just then, Marie, making flowers
down in ber rocm, lifted up her voice
and sang the old song of Provenco.
After that the little old man was
braver in his clothes, and some times
he even had a flower in his coat.
"I must look well," he said. "Mario
shall teach me bow my granddaughter
would like me to look. My grand
daughter 1 Ah, soon I shall go to her.
I have saved a good deal."
But he did not see Marie for a good
while, and only her song told him she
was near. It bade him be hopeful of
yet meeting the granddaughter who
should love him as he already loved
her. Then one night ho came home
and tho song was silent. Startled, he
hurried np the stairs. In the doorway
of Mario's room stood a young man.
Mario stood there, too, and eeeing M.
Clerville, she began to sing the well
known song. But the little old man
passed on to his garret.
"On," ho thought, "my granddaugh-
tner may not love me when she knows
me thore may be someone else.
The next day the room was locked :
the children knocked on the door and
called, but be did not heed them. At
night, when In went home, Marie was
singing tho song, but he hastened to
bis room and clotcd the door. Three
weeks went on, and M. Clerville often
saw tho young man talking with Marie,
atd he thought that it might be thus
with his granddaughter, and then she
would never love him.
At the end of the three weeks Marie
spoke to him as he came home from
rehersal.
"The good people in tho house re
member that to-morrow is vour birth
day, monsieur." sho said. "I was
telling Raymond here that you kissed
me on my birthday."
The young man at ber side nodded.
"I kissed you as though you were
my grauddaughter," faid the little old
mon, "as though I were yourgrand-
latner.
"My grandfather !'landsho frowned.
"My grandfather was a usoless, fool
ish creature, not right in bis mind,
with the insane idea that he could
write an opera. I should despise him
if I knew bim."
It all flashed upon the little old man
her old song, her familiar look.
Here is the graudchild he had been
saving for for years; the graudchild
wnom lis bad longed for for yoars,
and whom be bad loved and whose
love be had been sure of. And she
called bim useless, foolish, not right
in his mind, anl vowed that she
should despise him if she knew him !
"How old and feeble he is," said
the younjf mau, Raymond, watching
M. Clerville go up tho stairs.
On the morrow Marie and Raymond
weut up to tho garret. Marie had a
parcel in her baud. The old man's
room was full of smoke he had burned
his opera.
Mario handed him the parcel. With
trembling fingers he opened it. There
was a littlo wreath of forget-me-nots.
"I made it for your birthday," said
Marie. "It is my last work. For to
morrow I shall be Raymond's wife,
caring for no one else."
"Caring for no one else!" repeated
the old man. "Now suppose your
grandfather should bo living "
"1 should despise him," interrupted
Marie, "He was useless in the world."
M. Clervillo took a paper from his
breast und gave it to her.
"The savings of many years," he
said ; "it is your wedding gift."
no put tho two happy youug people
out and clofco I tho door. He heard
Mario singing the old song as she went
away, lio held tho wreath of forget-me-nots
in his hand, uud bo looked at
the grato where smouldered the ushes
of his opera, ile listened to Mario's
song growing fainter aud fainter; he
did not know that tho children had
opened tho door and stood looking in
at bim.
In vaiu Marie waited to b.at. ."eruim
that night ; hi step did not sound on
the stairs. Sho grew uneasy. At last
she had Raymond go with her up to
tho garret. She carried a oaudle, and
tliut was tho only light in the room,
wheu they readied it. Anl there on
be I Iny tUt "tCv i.'l'l lU'tu. TU
wreath of blue forget-mo-nots was
pressed up against his heart that beat
no more. Under the candle light be
looked almost young.
The house was roused, and men and
women sorrowed. Had be not loved
their children?
The dock struck twelve.
"It is not too late,"said Marie, with
streaming eyes. "He kissed me on
my birthday ; I will kiss him on his
as his grandohild might do." She
leaned over and placed her face beside
the white one on the pillow. "No one
to love him," fhe wept, "and loving;
nothing but the memory of his mother
who sang the old song I sing."
Ah, but Marie did not know. Home
Queen.
Statue Hidden by Verdigris.
An Egyptian statue, the finest of the
kind existing, and as a work of art
ranking with the Venus of Milo and
the Venus de Medici, has just been
discovered in the Egyptian Gallery of
the Louvre, almost by accident. It is in
bronze, and is the portrait of a queen
of the thirteenth dynasty, named
Karomana. This statue was covered
with a thick coating of verdigris,
which concealed its most striking
beauties, so that visitors constantly
passed it without even suspecting what
a treasure was before them.
An almost invisible trace of gold
having been detected on the surface,
it was thought that perhaps some gild
ing lay under the verdigris, and tho
statue was scraped a little with extreme
care.
Something was brought to view far
different from gilding. Whon the
beautiful queen was relieved from her
verdigris she was found to be clothed
in a robo damascened in gold and sil
ver. The workmanship is of tho most
exquisite description, surpassing any
thing known in ancient or modern art.
Indeed, the artists in work of the
kind in Paris often stand for hours
before this marvel in an eostacy of ad
miration and despair. Tho face has a
caressing fixity of purpose, not unlike
that of the wonderful Venus of Milo
in the same building, but even greater
delicacy of outline. It sets ono dream
ing as to its meaning and mystery.
Boston Traveler.
Artisan's Dlgccruin? Eye,
A stranger in the city stood in front
of a Columbus avenue apartment
hoUBO in process of construction, ap
parently interested in what be saw,
and picked up a brick which be turned
over in his hand once or twice.
"I will give you a job if you want
it," said the foreman, who had ob
served the stranger.
"What kind of a job?" asked the
other, as be shook tho brick dust from
his gloves.
"Laying brick, of course," was the
answer. "I know from the way you
picked up that brick that you are a
brick maeoD, and we are short handed,
with the cold weather on us."
"Thank yon," answered the stranger.
"Once I would have jumped at your
offer, for thirty-five years ago I
wandered these streets looking for
such a job and couldn't find it, though
I needed it as much as any poor fel
low in the city. I took Greeley's ad
vice, and went West, where I have
laid tens of thousands of bricks, and
employed men to lay millions for me.
Now I don't need the work, but am
pleased that you recognized in me a
member of the craft."
The stranger was William MoManus,
one of the largest contractors in St.
Louis. New York Herald.
Mexican I'emeierr.
A correspondent desoribes tho queer
cemetery of the Mexican city of Gu
auajuato. There is hardly room in
Guanajuato for the living, so it be
hooves thej people to exercise rigid
economy in the disposition of her
dead. The burial place is on the top
of a steep bill, which overlooks the
city, and consists of area inclosed by
what appears from the outside to be a
high wall, but whioh discovers itself
from within to be a receptacle for
bodies, which are placed in tier?,
much as the confines of their native
valleys compel them to live. Each
apartment in tho wall is large enough
to admit one coffin, and is rented for
81 per month. The poor people aro
buried in the ground without the for
mality of a coffin, though one is usu
ally routed in whioh the body h con
veyed to the grave. As there are not
graves enough to go round, whenever
a new one is needed a previous tenant
must bo disturbed, aud this likewise
happens when a tenant's rent is not
promptly paid in advauco. The body
is then removed from its place in tho
mausoleum, or exhumed, as the case
may be, and the bones Are thrown into
tho basement below. Boston Trav
eler. Ono ot the Charms ol Music.
"Do you find your orchestra a pay
ing investment?'" I a iked of tho pro
prietor of a rt-stauraut.
"Indeed I do," he answered. "It's
the bet investment about tho restau
rant. It makes mypalrous more com
fortable and better ple:sed with them
selves. People always feel more liberal
when hearing music; so thev eat
more. Then tho rhythm of the music,
increuses tne appetite, particularly for
delicacies, and materially increases the
ordois. Besides, themusio both draws
customers from tho street and holds
them after they have entered. Yes, it
does puy." New York Herald.
Natural Reins and Bridle.
Certainly the beurdod freak of the
United States is James Brown, who
lives near the village of Bealingtou,
Brnxtou County, W. Va. His mus
tache is the; lougett in the world, be
ing exactly six feet from tip to tip.
lirowu hasn't shared siuco the war.
ilu is i , i I . - tliini six feet lull Mud bus,
UV) Lllllt of H llru-Vvs.
TOE MERRY SIDE OF LIFE.
STORIES THAT ARE TOT,D BT THE
FUNNT MEN OF THE PRESS.
TheCavallcr'g Lament Not Inconsol
ableAn Odd Antediluvian Re
taliation Its Value, Ktc, Ktc.
I camiot tune my mandolin,
Havana!
My lady's smiles I fall to win,
Havana!
For Just when I begin to sing
Tho insurgent bullets round me ring.
And "snap!'' goes every blessed string,
Havana!
My lady from her lattice shrinks,
Havana!
Of shells and flashing swords she thinks,
Havana!
The wild insurgents rear nnd rip!
I would not make a skyward trip,
And so, my love, I'll skip, I'll skip
Havana!
Atlanta Constitution.
ITS VALUE.
"Now that you've beard the poem
tell me what yon think? Oughtn't I
to get $10 for it?"
"Y-e-e-e-s. Ten dollars or thirty
days."
FEB SO HIGH.
Spencer "Did you feel any pain at
all when yon went to that painless
dentist's?"
Ferguson "Only when be present
ed bis bill."
AN ODD ANTEDILUVIAN.
Teacher "Noah sailed forty days
and forty nights."
Dick Hicks "And did it all without
a yachting cap."
WHERE TO FIND THEM.
"This age demands men who have
convictions," shouted tho impassioned
orator. "Whero shall we Cnd thorn?"
"In the penitentiary," roplied a
man in the gallery.
NOT INCONSOLABLE.
Passenger "Man overboard 1 Man
overboard 1"
Mate (carelessly) "Its on'y a deok
hand ; bad more' a we wanted, any
way." Boston Courier.
""""""
RETALIATION.
"Hurry up, Maud. Mr. Jones has
been waiting an hour already."
"Humph I Let him wait. Didn't
be keep me waiting three years before
ho spoke?" Harper's Bazar.
INCREDIBLE,
Mrs. Snaggs (reading from a news
paper) "Gas meter manufacturers
have formed a trust."
Mr. Snaggs "I can't believe it. No
trust is to be placed in gas meters."
Pittsburg Chronicle.
a mnn OLD one.
Teacher "Tommy, you may define
the dillercnco between a whilo and a
time."
Tommy " Wy wy when paw says
he is going downtown for a while, maw
says she'll bet be is going for a time."
Cincinnati Enquirer.
FUItF.LY IMAUINAItV,
"Mario," said Boggles to bis wife,
with au idea of instructing her in
political economy, "do you know what
civil service is?"
"Jasper," said Mr3. Boggles, with
memory of recent contact with the
cook, "there isn't any." Boston
Trausoript.
A HOME Ol-ABD.
Razzle "That Major Durham you
introduced me to doesn't look like a
soldier. I'll bet he never drew a
sword in his life."
Dazzle "You are really mistaken,
old man."
Razzlo "Well, he may have drawn
one in a ruffle."
INDISPENSABLE.
"You have left out an important
statement in this rescue story," said a
professor in the School of Journalism
to ono of his students.
"Indeed, 6ir?"
"Yes, yon neglect to say that the
boy was rescued just as he was going
down for tho third time."
INSIDE KNOWLEDGE.
Timdiddie "I think Hugh Raugh
has more assurance than any mau I
ever knew. I've seen biui where a
man of uuy sensibility ought to show
a littlo embarrassment, but it didn't
come out on Ruugh."
IIumgruff-"'o? Well, I wish you
had my account against him. I tell
the man is always embarrassed."
THE flKRM AGE.
Scene. A schoolroom in tho rear
1900.
Teacher (to new boy) "Have yon
got your eertitleato of vaccination
against smallpox?"
"Yes, sir."
"ilavo you been inoculatod for
croup?"
"Yes, sir."
"Have you a writtou guarantee that
you are proof against whoopiug cough,
moaslos and scarlet fever?"
fij"Ycs, sir."
"Are you provided with your own
drinking cup?"
"Yes, sir."
"Will you make a solemn promise
never to exchange sponges with tho
other boys ami never to use any other
peuoil but vour own?"
"Yes, sir."
"Do you agree to have your books
fumigated Iwith sulphur and your
clothes piiriukled with chloride of lima
once a week?"
"Yes, sir."
"Hans, I see that you fulfill nil tho
requirements of modem hygienics.
Now you can climb over that wire,
pltu'e youicelf iman i.-, dated uliiniiuuiu
trnt, itud couiiueuuodvii'j,' Clir fiitus." J
SCIENTIFIC AX1) INDUSTRIAL.
Compressed air operates Paris clocks.
London is to have a new under
ground railway.
The distance to the nearest of the
"fixed" stars, as computed by As
tronomer Ball, is 20,000,000,000,000
milos.
According to the beliefs of tho Ari
zona Indians, the Cliff Dwellers built
along the bluffs because they feared
another deluge.
An aerolite which recently fell in
Australia bad a spot in one side nearly
twelve inches in diameter, which was
composed of pure copper.
Nicola Tenia has invented an electric
machine which, he claims, will cure
every organio disease of the human
system exoept consumption.
French "paste" from which artifi
cial diamonds are made, is composed
of a mixture of glass and oxide of lead.
Rubies, pearls and sapphires are also
successfully imitated by the Parisians.
The doubtful assertion is made by
Professor Hebra, of Vienna, that chil
dren under six or eight years of age,
whether exposed to the sun or not, do
not have freckles. The sun, he says,
does not produce freckles.
M. Maspero has found that the
scarabs and other Egyptian ornaments
discovered at Eleusis all belong to tho
time of the Ptolemies, and conse
quently their discovery does not help
the theory that the Eleusinian mys
teries originated in Egypt.
Mathematical calculations show that
an iron ship weighs twenty-seven per
cent, less than a wooden one, and will
carry 115 tons of cargo for every 100
tons carried by a wooden ship of tho
same dimensions, and both loaded to
the same draught of water.
The vocal cords .in action have boen
photographed by Professor Uallock
and Mr. Muckey, who have thus shown
that the pitch of a nolo is raised by
rotating tho arytenoid cartilage with
out stretching tho cords at all ; much
as a violinist makes high notes by
shortening the string by tho pressure
of his finger.
Some interesting discoveries have
recently been made about animal life
on the Hawaiian Islands. It appears
that all the land and fresh water shells
are peculiar in the locality. Nor is
this all. Fifty-seven out of the eighty
speoimens of birds and 700 out of the
1000 speoies of insects do not exist in
any other portion of tho clobe.
A workman in a limestono quarry at
Maquoketa, Iowa, the other day found
imbedded in the rock, twenty-live feet
below the surface, a fly. Tho fossil is
perfect. The feelers and legs and doli
cate wings, as well as the body, are as
complete as when the insect alighted
and stuok in tho ooze away back in
the upper Silurian period ages ago.
Professor Raoult, of Greuoblo, has
received the biennial prize of $1000
from tho Academio des Sciences for
his discovery of the numerical ratio
between the molecular weight of a
substance and tho difference produoed
on the freezing point of the liquid
that dissolves it, as well as on the ex
pansion of the vapors of the liquid.
A Bird Story.
A few years ago a lady living iu tho
Via.Volturno, in Rome, had some pet
canaries in cages, which she every day
hung out on a balcony iu front of her
kitchen window. Sho observed a spar
row frequently come and perch on one
of the cages, and one evening when
she brought in her birds sho unawares
brought in also tho littlo wild visitor
perohed on its favorito cage. It
showed no fear, and peeked tho crumbs
she offered it. Evoning after evening
the same bird continued to como iu
with its imprisonod friend. Au empty
cage with food was left near, aud iu
this it made iti ubodo at night, the
door always being left open.
Spring came and tho sparrow flow
away; then tho summer passed, and
with the shortening days she returned,
boldly entering the kitchen, sur
rounded by a brood of four or live lit
tlesparrows. She hadcotue, it seemed,
to greet ber old friend, and iutroduco
her treasures to her. They ull con
fidingly ate tho crumbs scattered for
them on tho kitchen fioor. Soou win
ter came, aud with it tho sparrow
agaiu as au established lodger "with
board." Agui,n tho soft breeze of a
Southorn spring whispurol of new
nests and broods, and the sparrow How
away, but this timo, ulasl to return
no more. Tho Spectator.
A Simplifying Process. '
Tho preparation of rumio fiber for
manufacture has been attended with a
great deal of troublesome detail. Of
late, thero have beeu marked im
provements iu tho machinery used for
this purpose. The new inventions
reduce tho power required and in
crease the capacity of tho machiues to
such au exteut that eight or ten tons
of green ramie stalks may be haudlcd
in a day. There U a tenacious gum iu
the stalk, however, that his beeu au
obstaolo in tho way of its successful
preparation. This is now being neu
tralized by new proccsse-s, and the
latest machines claim to bo able to
prepare tho fiber and make it ready
for spinning ut a cost not exceeding
seventeen cents per pouud. in is in- i
eludes the cost of the raw material,
the bleaching uud eleauiug. The j
Lodger. i
A Mo ltd Country.
In Iceland thero are neither prisons,
soldiers, druulieuuess nor police. Col
onized iu 871, it soou alter became
independent, uud its isolated position,
far away from tbj beateu truck of
ooeau commerce, has preserved its
population from many of tho vices
which soem utmost inseparable lroui a
high statu of commercial prosperity
und extensive intercourse w ith the rest,
pf iimukiud.
A SONO OF LIFE.
Bolls the old world ever rlk'ht. dear,
Hun by day and stars by night, dear;
Here Is rhyme, nnd here Is reason;
Btill the red rose comes in s-a-on;
Iu tho flebls the toilers sowing.
Hear tho harvest bugles blowiu.':
Life, my dear, is joy and w-ep'ng
Sowing time, and time for reaping.
Take thy task If joy nr sorrow;
Still the dark will bring the morrow.
In the Btorm the birds are singinc.
And the bolls ot heaven arc ringing.
Atlanta Constitution,
HUMOR OF THE DVT.
Trying to bo witty is like trying to
be pretty. Fliegendo U'netter.
A woman may bo quite given to
wringing her hands nnd vet not be
very much of a belle. Richmond Dis
patch. "Does Scribbles write mi d v stories?"
"Well, I should say so; he has to use
an incubator to hatch his plots."
Chicago Record.
"I don't mind getting caught," said
the fox, bitterly. "What grinds me is
that they set this trnp for a rabbit !"
Chicago Tribune.
Mildred I wouldn't marry the best
man in tho world." Mr. Suitor
"Thero is no danger; tho brido never .
gets the best man." Tit-Bit?.
"HasMrsCatchonau artistic home?"
"Yes; her pictures aro hung so low
that you have to lie down on tho floor
to look at them." Chicago Record.
A Dark Subterfuge: Effic "Jack,
papa said we must not tee each other
anymore." Jack "Indeed ! Shall I
turn tho gas out?"---Uarper's Bazar.
"Yes, Doctor, it still hurts" me. to
breath in fact, the only trouble uow
seems to be my breath." "Oh, well,
I'll give you something that will soou
stop that." Life.
Peasant (to conductor) "I haven't .
quite enough money to go homo on
tho flyer. Couldn't you go a littlo
slower and tako ino on au ordinary
ticket ?" Fliogcndo Blaetter.
MaBter-""IIow was this vaso
smashed, Mary I" Mury "If you
please, sir, it tumbled down and broke
itself." Master "Hump 1 The au
tomatic brake agaiu !" Tit-Bits.
"Why is it," said Mrs. Wilbur to tho
ragman, "that yon don't buy old paper
anymore?" "I saves money by sub
scribin' direct for the Sunday news
papers, ma'am," said tho ragiDun.
Harper's Bazar.
She Wus Warm: "Darling," soid
Mr. McBride iiolicitonsly, "I am afraid
you are not dressed warmly enough."
"Do I look stylish, dear?" asked his
wife. "Yes; perfectly stunning."
"Then I am very comfortable, thank
you. "---Life.
Adjustable: "You must have mis
understood me, waiter. Those aro
veal cutlets, breaded, nrcu't they?"
"Y-yos, sab." "I ordered pork teu
dorloin." "Yes, suh. Jes' take off
do breaded part of it, sab, au' dare
am do po'k toudahline, soli." Chic
ago Tribune.
"I don't know who you are, sir,"
said the red-haired man iu tbe restau
rant, turning to the guest with tho
chin whiskers, "but you're a geutle
mau." "How did you tin! it out,"
inquired tho other. "You have sat
by me half an hour an 1 haven't looked
onco to see what the figures are on
my check." Chicago Tribune.
Hard Fate: "This, ladies aud gen
tlemen," said tho dime-museum orator,
leading his audienco over to tho next
plutform, "is tho armless wuuder, Sig.
Basil Ragstock, who was not only born
without arms, but is also deaf and
dumb. Tho great grief of his life,
ladies and geutlemeu, is that he can
neither say anything nor can ho saw
wood. Chicago tribune.
Con!a,':o:i in Rank Nofcv.
A well-known bauk cashier was talk
ing tho other day about th' possibili
ties of contagion in toiled bank notes,
and took occasion to remark that a
much cleaner lot of paper inouey was
uow iu circulation tu in formerly. Tho
banks, ho said, now send their soiled
notes to tho United Wtutes Treasury to
be destroyed us soon as a sullioieut
quantity accumulates to justify it, uud
uow notes are issued iu their place.
This has beeu rendered not only pos
sible, but udvisable, owing to tho in
creased facilities for printing bank
notes. Oue never sees a soiled bank
note in Loudon. They are nil crisp
and white uud now, simply because
tho Bank of Euglund never lets a uoto
go out tho second tune. Although
the average life of a Bauk of Kiigluud
uoto is said to be live days, tho notes;
which Uud their way to tho rolomctt
aro kept iu circulation for yerus1, ami
theso aro found to Iu iu au iv-n wor.su
condition thuu our owu greenbacks
Philadelphia Record.
They (Jut Fveu Willi linn.
Our Vienna corresmm lent tele
graphs: A remarkable in -nK-ut took
place on Sunday in one ot tlio elegant
restaurauts here. A few weeks ago A
workman who entered the restaurant
uud ordered a glass of beer was refused
tho same, first by a waiter uud thi u
by the landlord liitnse1!. A .roiip of
geutlemeu seated ut I i'iIo near here
upon invited tuj man to sit with them
uuil ordered Iho beer for lr.iu. Tiio
landlord then insulted tie v.Uolo
group, and u regular s.iul.it lol
lowed. On Sun lay ttflei u,).iu 'J ill
workmen entered the lelani.iut iu
small group-, uud tiiough they or
dered only one ulass ol beer each,
they ntayod until nwht, e.eeupviuy
every seat and every ta le, so that mi
one else could get u pliu'.. !J loio they
loft they saug tho ".-Song of Work" iu
chorus. The proprietor of the rest.iu
luut, to whom this w.n a KM Sunday,
bus tiuco been to the workmen's paper
uud declared that ho was ready to givo
uuy kind of nitislaitiou to the
griuvej woiUmuu. Lou Ion Nw,