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VOL. XXXI. NO. 30. TIONESTA, PA., WEDNESDAY, NOV. 9, 1808. 81.00 PER ANNUM,
All that seems neoessary is to men
tion to Lieutenant Hobson whether it
is desired to have t)" ' -.p oome np or
go down.
American capital is about to engage
in railroad building in China. This
will mean more orders for American
mills and more employment for Ameri
can workmen.
"The hand that rocks the cradle, "
eto, Is woman going to rule the whole
world in form as she already does in
substance? England, Spain, Holland
and China all have women on the
throne.
Thirty prominent women of Bowling
Qreen, Ohio, led by the wife of a State
Senator, have donned calico dresses
and begun work peeling tomatoes at
three cents a buoketful. They do this
to set an example to many girls of the
plaoe who need employment, but are
too proud to seek it in a canning fac
tory. The bureau of police and health of
ficers of Pittsburg, Penn., have placed
oonspiouously around thatoitypriuted
signs requeuing all persons not to
spit on the sidewalks or street cross
ings, says Municipal Engineering.
This effort is made in the interest of
publio health, and if it does not have
the desired effect, an ordinance will
probably be passed fixing a penalty
for spitting on the sidewalks.
An' interesting development of
civilization in mid-Africa under British
rule in the holding of a fine agricul
tural fair at Inluge. You will not find
that plaoe on any ordinary map, but it
is not far from the famous Mnrchison
Falls on tho Shire River, in that
region south of Lake Nynssa which
was the scene of Livingstone's early
labors. The show is reported to be
particularly strong in exhibits of cattle,
poultry, horses, wheat and oats, and
fruit. The country is highly pros
perous, and its salubrity and fitness
for colonization by Enropeans are es
tablished beyond dispute. It is by
no means improbable that the early
part of the coming century raayseo the
basin of Zambesi the seat of a populous
and enlightened empire.
The return of the Chicago and At
lanta to derviee marks the accomplish
ment of a very interesting step in navy
making, says tho New York Com
mercial Advertiser. These with the
Boston were the first cruisers in the
new navy. They have been so sur
passed by the newer cruisers that in
ten years' from their completion they
were obsolete. Now they have been
so remodelled that they are new again;
their armament increased, military
masts added, and new engines pnt in
which give thorn eighteen instead of
fifteen knots speed. This is the first
example of modern navies of bringing
an old ship perfectly up to date. If
the same thing cu bo done with
battleships it will improve greatly the
efficiency of the navy. England has
some twenty battleships whose low
speed, - thin armor and muzzle
loading guns make them almost use
less in combat against the ships which
every great nation is now building.
Theso ships are carried on tho ad
miralty list as effective, bnt are ad
mittedly relied upon for coast defense
only. It will be interesting if Yankee
inventiveness shall teach European
nations to rebuild obsolete battleships
and make their paper squadron effec
tive. What is called tho "A B C" of the
Swedish educational gymnastics has
been in use in the Boston primary and
grammar schools sinoe 1891. It has
pleased both teaohers and pupils, and
this year an advance will be made to
the higher course, such as has been
used in the schools in Sweden and
Norway for more than thirty years. Its
introduction is expected to place Bos
ton schools at the head in the matter
of physical training. One of the
prominent parts of the new order is
that it introduces into the schools a
schedule of games with balls, bean
bags, eto., intended to develop a quick
and responsive mind. Ten minutes of
the forenoon session will be devoted
to instruction in the Swedish move
ment, and daring about six minutes
each afternoon tho pupils will have the
use of the school-rooms for marching
and for games. Of course, the yards
will be .used for the marching and
games exercises when that is more con
venient. In the past the exercises
have been the same for girls as for
boys; but the new order provides for
a slight difference in this respect. A
further plan under consideration is to
install in the grammar schools a set of
Swedish apparatus such as a stall-bar,
a "boon," or horizontal bar, a balance
board, etc. When these are installed
and ready for use, the physical train
ing will be practically the same as it
is in the high school for girls.
AT THE
Oh, what ears I (or wealth or famol
They vanish a a dream.
When night Is drawn through gates of
Dawn
On Slumber's ebbing stream!
iet others sing ot Death and War,
Or Sonew'f tragic !:re;
But L.ov bas ooine and calls me home
To meet him at tbo door.
On, what care I to weave my Fat t
On Lite's mysterious loom,
Its warp and woof from pence aloof,
The glitter and the gloom!
Let others sing ot Death and War,
Or Sorrow's traglo lore;
But Love hag come and calls me home
To meet him at the door.
" BAWLEY
e
THE STORY OF A
HE following re
markable story ot
a prolonged strng
gle against death
is well illustrative
of the power of
human enduranoe
under conditions
of the most ex
hausting and terri
fying nature. The
far-reaching rays
of the Nore Light have revealed many
a grim sea tragedy, a meagre account
of which has perhaps reaoued the out
side world in the form of a newspaper
paragraph, hastily scanned and quick
ly forgotten by all but the small circle
of mourners immediately conoerned.
Even the families so suddenly be
reaved are seldom acquainted with the
full details of snoh disasters. The
Thames estuary by night, alive with
huge craft hurrying hither and thither
to the weird aooompanimentof shriek
ing foghorns and moaning sirens
bears an evil name even among those
who are best acquainted with its
treacherous mud-banks and crowded
channels. A glance at the wreck-chart
will prove that this sinister reputation
is by no means unfounded. The sec
tion delineating the shores of Shop
pey Isle is covered with a multitude of
blaok dots, each dot representing i
shipwreck, and each shipwreck probab
ly the loss of several human lives. Yet,
in spite of this gruesome official reo
ord, how little is known of the ghastly
details which have forover lost their
rdentity behind a tiny blaok mark rep
resenting (he sum total of each disas
terl
On the wreok-chart of the year 1889,
one of these marks appears at a spot
situated some three miles bolow the
Nore Lightship, and four from the
Sibores of Sheppey. The inelanoholy
history of that particular dot has for
many years been known only to the
fishing population of Leigh; but haV'
ing obtained full particulars of the
tragedy from one of the ohief aotors,
the writer is now in a position to re
late the story to the reading publio
for the first time.
On the evening of the 4th of Ooto
ber, 1889, George and Alfred Cot
grove were engaged in trawling for
Boles near tho spot already described.
Daylight was fading rapidly, and the
black clouds overhead, moving swiftly
before a strong south-westerly wind,
indioated to the practiced eyes of the
fishermen the prospect of a dark night
and "dirty weather." But their craft
one of the famous Leigh "bawleys"
had weathered many a fierce gale
before, and her navigators hereditary
sailors, as all the Leigh fishermen are
were conscious of no presentiment
of danger as darkness fell; and No.
416, catching the foam-crestod waves
on her weather bow, drove the spray
aft in blinding showers. Sailing close
to the wind, with topsail stowed and
two reefs in her mainsail, the sturdy
little craft made light of the gathering
Btorm; and having taken those pre
cautions which are the second nature
of every born sailor, the brothers had
no foreboding of the appalling disaster
which came so suddenly upon them.
It was at 7 p. m. that the wind,
reeling suddenly round from south
west to northeast, struck the boat and
heeled her over to snoh an extent that
the water rushed into the open hatch
ways. Aue squall was so unexpected,
and the ohango of wind so sudden and
complete, that tho boat was flung on
her beam-ends before a single
step could be taken to avert the
steering, while Alfred was engaged
with some tackle on the weather-deck.
George Cotgrove had only time to
cry out, "On dear, Alfr before a
wave, breaking aboard the swamping
craft, swept him into the dark waterB
astern.
With that last despairing cry still
ringing in his ears, Alfred made a
frantio effort to lower the mainsail,
calling loudly to his brother at the
same time. But George Cotgrove had
now passed beyond human aid, and
the weather-beaten "bawley" was
sinking rapidly. The tiny boat which
hung astern had gone down, and just
before the larger craft made her final
plunge beneath the seething waves,
Alfred Cotgrove realized that his only
hope lay in the direction of the top
mast. Acting on the inspiration of the
moment, he made a superhuman effort
to reach the summit of the mast be
fore the "bawley" sunk. Not a seo
ond too soon his fingers clutched the
few inches of iron forming a tiny
"staff" for the flag which decorates
the mast-head on "regatta day" and
festive occasions. No. 416 sank at the
same moment. The tide had just
oommenced to flow, and some fifteen
feet of the topmast remained above
water.
Cotgrove was now safe for
iwhile, but his position was
BY GEORGE A. BEST.
DOOR.
Ob, whnt enre I for clashing creeds,
Ot hostile schools of art,
If I may wear through smile and tear
The ermine of the heart!
Let others sing of Death and War,
Or Sorrow's tragio lore;
But Love has eome and calls me Lome
To meet him at the door!
Oh, what care I for houseless winds,
With rain and darkness blent,
If through the blight on me may
The shy dove of content!
Let others sing of Death and War,
Or Sorrow's traglo lore;
But Love has come and calls me home
To meet him nt the doorl
William Hamilton Hayne.
NO. 416."
JIIKACI'LOIS ESCAPE.
terrible to contemplate. A rising
tide and a raging sea lay beneath
his feet; a stormy and starless sky
overueaa. xhe night was pitch black
and bitterly cold. Clasping the iron
staff with both hands, and clinging to
the slonder topmast with crossed
knees, the unhappy mau realized that
he would probably be swept into
eternity at high, water, and that, even
if the tide should turn without reach
ing him, eleven or twelve hours would
elapse betore the first streak of day
might reveal his desperate position to
the crew of some passing craft.
Ever an anon the lights of some out
ward or homeward bound vessel would
gleam mockingly through the dark
ness fcr awhile, only to disappear
eventually into the shadows beyond
with a hoarse groan which seemed
but an exaggerated echo of his own
passionate cries for help. Tho human
voioe was entirely lost amid tho din of
snneking wind and raging water;
nothing but a cry of warning wroduoed
by lungs of steel could make itself
audible on such a night. Yet, in spite
oi tne futility of attempting to attraot
attention in this way, Cotgrove con
tinued to shout until his voioe failed
him entirely and he was unable to
hear his own cries.
So the hours dragged by, each an
eternity of suspense and suffering.
And the remorseless tide rose, inch
by inch, until the higher waves
actually broke over the feet of the
man who was so nearly within their
reach, and the icy spray stung his faoe
like sleet.
"When my voice was completely
gone," said Cotgrove, "one of the
boats belonging to our fleet came so
olose to me that I could thrown a bis
euit aboard. I Raw the fishermen
lower their sails, and I stopped shout
ing, foolishly believing that, although
my voioe was quite inaudible to my
own ears, they had heard me. But
the sail had only been lowered for the
purpose of hauling in the trawl; and
in another moment the boat dis
appeared slowly into the darkness,
leaving me well-nigh frantio with de
spair."
The tide had now reached Cot-
grove's knees, and the agony he
endured as wave after wave swept
over his body can neither be fully
imagined nor dosoribed. The most
hideous nightmare that a distorted
imagination oan conceive loses all its
horrors before the kindly light of
day, and can only be desoribed by
the sunerer, in all its gruesome de
tail, within a few moments of its oc
currence. It is impossible for a
man adequately to desoribe the suffer
ings of another, and it is an equally
hopeless task for the suffer himself to
convoy to another miadthe multitude
of sensations which have orowded
themselves into the one supreme mo
ment of a lifetimo.
We can only imagine a frail human
form clinging desperately to a few feet
of mast, amidst a wilderness of white
crested billows. We can understand
the hopelessness of snoh a situation,
intensified by the horrors of darkness
and uncertainty. But the most emo
tional or imaginative reader would
fail to comprehend a tithe of the
mental torture endured by this man
during a single minute of that pro
tracted struggle for life. Cotgrove
was clinging to the summit of the
mast of Bawley No. 416 for thir
teen hours!
For the first five hours tho tide
rose steadily; bnt it was at the expira
tion of the fifth hour that the strangest
and most thrilling scene of this drama
of darkness was enacted. With the
icy cold waves actually lapping his
waist, Cotgrove believed that the final
moment had at length arrived, and
he resolved to struggle no longer.
Yet even while the fisherman, resign
ing himself to the fate which he now
considered to be inevitable, was actu
ally endeavoring to nnclasp bis
numbed fingers, a strange gleam,
similar to the flash of a search-light, J
illumined the broken waters, reveal
ing the shadowy ontline of a man
standing in a boat hard by.
"For a moment, said the narrator,
"I thought it was one of ray mates
come-to take me off, although the at
titude of the figure, standing in open
boat with arms outstretched, caused
me to tighten my grasp instinctively,
instead of letting go. And when the
craft and its queer navigator had dis
appeared with the momentary gleam,
I felt convinced the vision had been
sent as a warning. This convic
tion had no sooner entered my
mind than I felt the sunken
bawley move slightly beneath me,
and in another moment she changed
sides, swinging the mast suddenly
over in the same direction. The sensa
tion of flying through space in that
way was really terrible, and I was im
mersed in still deeper water. The
change of the position, however, was
a certain sign that the tide had turned,
and I realized 4hat the water would
now begin to fall. This change
occurred within a minute of the ap
pearance of the vision."
The knowledge that the maximum
depth of water had been reached in
spired Cotgrovo with new hope, and
he resolved to retain his hold of the
mast nntil daybreak. It was mid
night when the tide turned, and the
fact that some seven hours must yet
elapse before the welcome light of dawn
could appear was almost too terrible
for contemplation. Although the
water fell gradually away from the
body of the lonely watcher, the cold
of those early morning hours was in
tense. "I kept holding on with one hand
while I put the fingers of the other in
my mouth to warm them," he said. "I
felt no strain on my hands and knees
at that time; the muscles seemed to
be fixed in position, and my limbs
were completely numbed with the cold.
My thoughts were naturally of home
and what my wife would say if I ever
got there again. I had only been mar
ried a twelvemonth. My brother
George left a wife aud four children."
Daylight broke at length, but it was
nearly eight o'clock before the fisher
man, more dead than alive by this
time, descried a "bawley" boat scarcely
a mile and a half away. He tried to
wave his cap to attract the attention
of those aboard, but his numbed fin
gers refused to close on the brim.
Scarcely daring to hope that deliver
ance was now at hand, Cotgrove could
only gaze despairingly at the distant
brown sail, and pray that he would
not once again be doomed to endure
the bitter agony of hope deferred.
The "bawley" altered her course
and approached rapidly. The weather
beaten form had been descried through
a pair of marine glasses, and a couple
of willing hands were already pre
paring to put off in the smaller boat.
Then the sails of the smack disap
peared suddenly from sight, and a few
minutes later a little craft manned by
two sturdy figures in oilskins, bounded
swiftly over the waves toward the
partly-submerged mast whioh.for thir
teen hours, had held Alfred Cotgrove
above the jaws of death.
When asked what had become of his
brother, the sufferer could only point
dumbly into the broken waters. And
it was not before he had been carried
below, and revived somewhat with
such simple restoratives as were at
hand, that he was able to whisper
hoarsely of the disaster and its miracu
lous sequel.
Strange to relate, the first "bawley"
which came within speaking distance
at that which had effected the rescue
was manned by Cotgrove's father.
"Get nnder deck, mate don't let
your father see you!" cried one of the
resouers, addressing Cotgrove, who
had srept on deck.
Alfred hid himself as advised, and
his father called ont: "An awful
night, mates! I've had a barge run
into me, broke my skiff adrift, and
nearly sunk the old 'bawley' herself."
"We ve worse news than that for
you," was the reply. "Poor George's
boat was capsized in that squall. George
has been drowned, and we've got Alf
aboard here."
Such was the simple fisherman's no
tion of breaking bad news as gentlv
and as expeditiously as possible, and
it is far from probable that a man of
greater culture could havo seized a
more opportune moment or employed
better words for the purpose.
Alfred Cotgrove was dangerously ill
for many weeks after his terrible ex
perience. His heart was seriously af
feoted by its prolonged contact with
the mast. At St. George's Hospital,
to which institution the sufferer was
ordered by the local doctors, he was
informed that the vital organ was act
ually bruisod by the continued pres
sure brought to bear upon it. He also
suffered greatly from acute melancholia
and headache. Night after night the
grim tragedy was repeated in imagina
tion; and no sooner did sleep close the
weary eyes of the invalid than the bed
appeared to turn completely over, and
Cotgrove would awake with the last
cry of his brother ringing yet again in
his ears. He has never recovered his
lost nerve sufficiently to face the
stormy waters of the Estuary again by
night; and his mates, realizing this
fact, have shown their smypathy in a
practical way by purchasing for him
two handsome pleasure-boats.
The body of George Cotgrove was
recovered, close to the Nore Light
ship, a month and three days after
tho disaster. A knife belonging to
Alfred, which had been borrowed by
the deceased a few moments before
the boat capsized, proved the only
means of identification.
Such is the true story of the experi
ence of a real individual. There is
not a single line of fiction in the' narra
tive, neither is it the exoessively
'padded ' or elaborated yarn of a long
shoreman. Any of the older residents
of our picturesque town will verify
every detail of the story. Yet what
writer of fiction would be bold enough
to place one of his characters in the
position of Alfred Cotgrove for a like
period. Or what novelist would dare
to afflict his hero with so unique a
complaint as a brnised heart? The
Wide World Magazine.
The Naturalist' Trouble,
The naturalist's wife had gone out
for a few minutes aud left tho baby in
charge of her absent-minded husband.
When she returnod she was not a lit
tle disturbed to discover the baby cry
ing dismally, and its father, with a
collection of his largest bottles of al
cohol before him, evidently at Lis
wit's end. "Why, David, David!"
cried the good woman, snatching up
the child, "what ever is the matter?"
"Well, my dear," responded the great
naturalist, simply, still gazing at the
baby, "it's very etrange, but I can't
find a bottle large enough to hold him
anywhere." Brooklyn Life.
THE MERRY SIDE OF LIFE
STORIES THAT ARE TOLD BY THE
' FUNNY MEN OF THE PRESS. .
Moonlight on tbe Water Confea.lon The
Kfolut HI Part An Artist' Luck
Her Idea of It Two Hani Game
What He Stood For, Klc, Etc.
A little boat Is seen afloat "
t'pon the moonlit water.
In which a youth does sit, forsooth,
With his neighbor's daughter.
He hugs the shorn a mile or more,
Along the laughlug water;
Then lets the boat serenely float
And hugs bis neighbor's daughter.
Chicago News.
The KgnlM.
"Did you convince him you loved
him, Clementine?"
"Of course; I told him I loved him
as well as he loved himself." Detroit
Free Press.
Confession.
He "A woman says no when she
means yes,
She "No!"
He "Aha, then you admit it?"
Detroit Journal.
Her Idea or It.
He (in the graud stand) "Great
Scott! Did you see how that ball
curved over the plate?"
She "Why don't they put somebody
in that can throw straight?" Chicago
Tribune.
An Artist' Luck.
"Yon artists never make scenery
look natural."
"Of conrse not, madam; we know
people wouldn't pay for anything they
could get out of doors for nothing."
Chicago Record.
HI rart.
"Do yon take auy part in the pro
duction yourself?" asked the inter
viewer. "Only a subordinate one," said the
new manager. "I merely pay salar
ies." Indianapolis Journal.
Two Hard Game.
The Golfer "You must acknowl
edge that it requires a great deal of
skill to drive a hundred yards "
The Farmer "Don't require half
z much skill ez it does t' drive a pig
fifty feet." Harper's Bazar.
A Matter of Kconoiny.
Business Man (furiously) "What
do you mean by kissing my daughter?"
Underpaid Clerk (meekly) "I de
sired to show my appreciation of your
daughter's loveliness, and kisses are
the only things I could afford to give
her."
An Attractive Woman.
Mrs. Slimdiet "I can' t see what Mr.
Bullion wanted to marry that shabby
widow for, anyhow. She isn't young,
and isn't pretty, and she- "
New Boarder "You just ought to
see how thick she makes her pumpkin
pies."
A Steady Job at Last.
Caller "Is your father at home?"
Boy "No, sir. He's employed on
a county contn ct."
Caller "Well, I'm glad to hear he
has work. What's he doing?"
Boy "Six months and costs."
Chicago News.
IVhat He Stood For.
"No," said the bedizened general,
"it is unnecessary for me to make any
statement. Everybody knows what I
stand for."
"Yes," hissed the aid beneath' li s
hated breath, "the photographer."
Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Incapacitated.
"I'm sorry," said Meandering Mike,
"but I can't take that job you offer
me in the factory."
"Why not?"
"Whenever I got a cold I'm slightly
deaf. I mightn't hear the whistle
blow at quitting time." Washington
Star.
A Great Improvement.
Philanthropist (with tears of joy)
"Oh! you good man! You say you
have been a second-story thief all yonr
life, but you wish to do better?"
Criminal (fervently) "Yes, lady;
if I ever get out nv here alive I'll be a
first-class bank sueak or nuthin'."
Puck.
Their Advantage. -.'
"Papa," said the beautiful girl,
"George and I are two soulj with bnt
a single thought."
"Oh, well, don't let that discourage
you," replied her father, kindly.
"That's one more than your mother
and I had when we were married."
Brooklyn Life.
A Woman's Fate.
"A woman, madam, votes through
her sons."
"Yes, sir. I've heard that argument
a thousand times. But when she's the
mother, as I am, of five grown daugh
ters, all unmarried, and has no sons,
how does she vote? Answer me that !"
Chicago Tribune.
A Milling Virtue.
"What's the matter with my dar
ling?" asked the fond mother as she
came upon her little one, crushed in a
heap in the middle of the floor and
kicking the air with her stockinged
feet. "Where's her pretty new shoes?"
"I wo won't have 'em, na nas
nasty old things ! Ne Nettie's squeaks
like ev ev'ryfiug aud mine don't
squeak a bi bi .bit."
lUa.on for III. Tliouclil.
"You will observe," said the profes
sor, "the higher the altitude attained
the colder the temperature becomes."
"But isn't it warmer up in the moun
tains?" asked the youth at the foot of
the class.
"Certainly not," replied the profes
sor. "Why tlo you think it would be
warmer there?"
"I thought the atmosphere was
heated by the mountain range," an
swered the youngster. Chicago News.
TREES WHICH DRAW LIGHTNINC
Select Boechea For Shelter Daring a Storm
nd Avoid Oak.
Alex. McAdie has asked the Weather
Bureau to investigate the question
why some trees are more frequently
struck by lightning than others.
Apart from the importance of this
subject from other points of view, it
demands attention primarily as a mat
ter of saving human life. As Mr.
McAdie shows, many people, particu
larly farmers and those who work in
the fields exposed to thunder storms,
will work until the storm is almost
upon them and then run to the nearest
tree for shelter.
If the tree is an oak, and the charged
thunder clouds are moving toward it
with high electric potential, the per
son or persons under the tree are in
the line of strain and all unconsciously
are contributing to the establishment
of a path for the lightning discharge
through themselves. On the other
hand, if the tree selected fpr shelter
happens to be a beech tree, there is
some reason to believe that it will af
ford safety as well as protection,
though the reason why is not at pres
ent made clear. It is known that the
oak is relatively the most frequently
and the beech the least frequently
struck.
Based on the somewhat loose colla
tion of figures on the subject hereto
fore available, it is estimated that in
the matter of relative attraction of
lightning, if the beech is represented
by 1, the pine stands at 15; trues,
collectively, rank about 40 and oaks
54. The trees struck are not neces
sarily the highest or the most promi
nent. Oak trees have been struck
twice in the same place on successive
days. Trees have been struck before
rain began and split, and trees have
been struck during rain and only
scorched.
It is suggested that the division of
forestry and the division of vegetable
pathology shall combine with the
Weather Bureau in an exhaustive in
vestigation of this subject, and that
those familiar with forests in their re
spective neighborhoods will tender
their experience as to the relative fre
quency of lightning strokes on differ
ent kinds of trees. But before any
statement is made as to the danger of
standing under certain trees during
thunder storms, the more general
questions of the effect of lightning
upon trees will have to be gone into.
Such a study will deserve the co-operation
of statisticians, phyMuists and
vegetable pathologists. St, Louis
Globe-Democrat.
SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL
A herring weighing six ounces or
seven ounce's is provided with about
80,000 eggs.
An iron-mill company in Ohio has
sucoeeded in making a fine quality of
oement from furnace slag.
Some scientists assert that the purest
air in citios is found about twenty-flvo
feet above the street surface.
Gold is now extracted by mixing the
ore with common salt and sulphuric
acid, then adding a solution of per
manganate of potash.
The carbon obtained by burning
sawdust is claimed to be purer than
coke, and consequently is available for
the manufacture of calcium carbide.
Instead of sunlight for photographic
printing, the apparatus of Schwartz, a
German operator, uses several electric
arcs, behind each of which are three
plain reflectors covered with white
enamel.
In one of the Canary Islands there
is a tree of the laurel faintly that occa
sionally rains down in tho early even
ing quite a copious shower of water
drops from its tufted foliage. The
water comes out through innumerable
little pores situated at the edge of the
leaves.
Sleeping In Japnn.
Speaking of sleeping customs, the
Japanese fashions are quite different
from ours. When night comes the
bedding is brought out from the closet,
where it has been put away during
the day. One or two large, thick
futons, or enshions, are spread directly
on the mats of the bed-rooms, and
coverings which look like enormous
kimono, or clothes, are spread over
them. Every traveler has told of the
pillow made of a wooden box with a
little cylindrical cushion on the top,
but this kind of pillow has gone out
ot fashion. Softer cylindrical pillows,
made of stuffing a cloth bag with husks
of buckwheat, are now more commonly
used. In the summer it is necessary
to have mosquito nets, which generally
inolose the whole room.
A Woman Who Hired Hub-tltute.
Mrs. Amanda Pureell, of Ports
mouth, O., who died three years ago,
aged seventy-three, was the only wom
an who ever hired a substitute and
sent him to war when there was no
claim upon her whatever to do so. Her
husband had died in 1850, and when
the Civil War came on her sons were
small boys. She believed, however,
that it was her duty to contribute to
her country's cause the best she could.
She therefore paid $800 to man to go
to war, with the provision that she
was never to kuow his name or his fate.
Her nephew secured the man, paid
him the 8800, and saw him off to war.
Mrs. Pureell died in ignorance of the
soldier's name or fate. Cincinnati
Enquirer.
A Ilea lit If ul Gift.
Among the presents sent to the
young Queen of Holland is a splendid
and curious offering from the Sultan
of Siak. It is a prize elephant's tusk,
which contains ornaments in the shape
of hearts in gold, incrusted with
precious stones. The tusk itself is
richly sculptured, being surrounded
with all kinds of Indian flowers and
fruits delicately painted in the softest
shades.
AUTUMN LEAVES.
The autumn leaves are falling
Boon the old refrain we'll hear
From the poets ever calling
On the world to drop a tear.
But what's tbe ose ot walling
Hopelul natures to appall?
There's no gain In woeful railing- ,
Let 'em fall! ,
Tis no loss beyond endurance; - I
They would linger useless her
And we have the old assurance;
They'll be back again next year.
New ones just as gladly shining
When the Fates a gift recall
Wait to silence weak repining
Let 'om fall!
Washington Star.
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
Mrs. Banks "Why did you let your
cook go?" Mrs. Brooks "She said
one of Jus would have to leave."
Truth.
"Do you think a mau ought to keep
his hands in his pockets?" 'No; but
some of them have to, with such ex
travagant wives."
You can't tell how cheerfully a per
son pays his revenue tix by the tize
of the flags on his stationery. Wash
ington Democrat.
"Yes," said the returned .raveler,
"I spent two years in London." "Ah I
said his friend: "then you have seel
dark days." ruck.
He "There is a limit to everything,
yon know." a'" (looking at the clock)
'Ten, even tain mgut can't last ."or
ever." Cleveland Leader.
His Injury: Attorney "Whal
round have you for asking for a pen
sion?" Applicant-- "Why, when the
engagement began, I lost my head,"
Harper's Bazar.
He "Your husband is strictly busi
ness, I understand." Sho "Yes;
whenever he receives a letter from me,
he first reads the postscript 'o see how
much money I want."
Boarder "Really, madam, I cannot
wipe myself dry with such a small
towel." Landlady "Very well, I'll
tell the chambermaid to bring you lesi
water." Fliegende Blaettor.
"My dear," said a repentant hus
band to his wife, "if I have ever used
any unkind words to you, I take them
all back." "No, you won't. I know
you. You want to use them all over
again."
Subscriber "How is it that you
have printed that long poem three
times in your columns?" Editor
"Well, really, I didn't suppose any
one would find it out." Fliegende
Blaetter.
"Oh, sir," said a woman pleading
for her husband, who was before the
police judge for beating her with a
poker, "he wasn't always that way.
Thore was a happy time when he only
struck me with his fist!"
Mamma "Johnny, see that you
give Ethel the lion's share of that
orange." Johnny "Yes, ma." Ethel
"Mamma, he hasn't given me any."
Johnny "Well, that's all right. Lions
don't eat oranges." Spare Momonts.
"I understand you won the blue
ribbon, so to speak, in the eximiaa
tiou for the civil service." "I ah
would hardly call it that," answerel
the mild young man. "Let us say I
won the red tape." Indianapolis
Journal.
Suitor "I fear it is a great pre
sumption on my part, sir, to aspiro to
your daughter's hand, as I only keep
a shop." "Her Father "That does
not mattor, young man; the question
is, Does the shop koop yon?" Lon
don Punch.
'Toor Alice hod to give np her bicycle-riding.
She jusc could not
learn." "And why not?" "She was
so used to driving a horse that she kepi
jerking at the handle bars all the time
as if they were a pair of reins." Pi
diauapolis Journal.
Mamma "It is very naughty to tell
lies, Eva. People who do so don't go
to Heaven." Eva "Did you ever
tell a lie, mamma?" Mamma "No,
dear; nover." Eva "Won't you be
fearful lonely in Heaven, mamma, with
ouly George Washington?" Oswego
Palladium.
"Edith," he said to his only daugh
ter, "if you should learn that I was
on the brink of financial ruin and
might not have a penny to leave yon,
what would you do?" "I'd break my
engagement with the English lord and
marry an American," she replied
promptly, thus showing that she was
a resourceful youngwoman. Chicago
Evening Post.
First Discovery of Aluminum.
The first discoverer of a'uminum
had the reward of genius. I'liuy tel's
ns that in the reign of Tiberius (41 B
C. to 37 A. D.) a worker in metals
presented a beautiful metal cup resem
bling silver, but lighter, to the Em
peror,! who questioned him, aud
learned that he had extracted the new
metal from clay. The secret, he said,
was known but to himself and the
gods. The sage Tiberius reflecting
that if this metal could be made from
earth it would lower the price of silver
and gold, decapitated tho artificer in
order that his sxcrot might remain
with the gods, and bo deprived the
world of a most useful metal fur
eighteen centuries.
Birds' Social In.tlnrt.
An example of the high develop
ment of the social iustinct iu birds has
recently been communicated to the
Asiatio Society of Bengal. A young
Indian sparjrow hawk, which had been
trained to catch various birds, was
sent after a party of "sevou sisters"
(the jungle babbler) feeding on the
ground. One was readily caught, but
the rest of the flock returned to the
assistance of their "sister," aud after
a sharp and fierce conflict compelled
the hawk to relinquished the grasp or.
the victim. Mr. IS. li. Oruiastou, who
communicated this phenomenon, states
also that he has had the same result
whenever he has flown it shikra at a
group of babbkrs.