7 Mil iiirt L' B. F. SOHWEIER, THE GONSTITDTION-THE UNION-AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS. Nil J Editor and Proprietor. . i c. MIFFLINTOWIS. JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. SETTEMBER 30, 1S91. NO. 41. QUESTIONS. - n .0ii put the spMer'd web back tn placa Th it '"' l:1 b,'' n ""Pt awayt n , v,u put the apple again on the bough, hu ll l1"" "'" tinlay? r .. j, lU j, ut I tie Illy cup liack on the stem, An'l .."' It to live anil urowt run 11 -n'1 biitn-rlty'B broken wing Tti it V"" crtistieil with a hasty blow! cm y" I"" tn bl""m attain on the grape, ail I Hi'- itratw ai;aln on the vine? rati v- ii l,ut tin' ii-wilrois hack on the flowers, An'-i initke ttini spirkle and shine? Ctn 5"" fit the petals back on the roset if ..u roitlrt, woiiM it smell as sweet? fun V'ii put the tloiir auain in the htuk. Anil li' me the ripeneil wheat? Tan V"ii l"it 'he kernel again In the nut, (ir 'llie iiroken eL'if ill the shell? Can veil put the honey back In the comb. Anil c over Hi a each cell? ran "u 1'"' """ I'"' back In the rase Wlien oii''e It has sped away? an i"" "'' c"r" haek on the corn, ir rin "n ihe i-atkliis? say. foil tlilnk my iuestlons are fritting, dear. Let lie' ak ym another one: Pin a li.i-cv wiinl tie ever unsaid. Or aderil unkind, undone? Wide Awake. THE ULUE ROSE. "Yes, your grand father ho was one o' the old sort honest as the day, as the savin' is. n' well brought up, if be wasn't allns easy to live with an' that set on the truth, an' that portick ierwell, if it 'adn't a bin fcr'im bein' that pcrtickler, you gells won lit a 'ad a red-'aired woman to your granny in rtead o' me." A smile went ronnd the tea-table; Mrs. Minver's grandchildren nodded, Mid looked at me yon know the look hen there's a story in the air and fon're exported to ask for it But I va t o shy. It was my first visit to Myrtle Cottage. Lottie Mlnver and I irero both serving onr time with Miss Ellends Modes ct Jt'obes), and I was jnly sixteen then. 'A red-'aired woman," Mrs. Minver (rent on, 'an' that would a' been a pity on all accounts, for 'e whs a fine man is ever I see, an' me bein' no slip of a Ait 'is sons all measured over their hi foot- an' all bin measured too " She sighed, and looked out through the open door nt the narrow strip of back gardeu where scarlet rnnners and storks and reluctant sunflowers had been coaxed to grow. We were having ten in ttio kitchen. The table was cov ered with brown oilcloth. The cups were white with mntivo spots. We had "reuses for tea, and winkles, beoause it was Sunday. "A tine man 'e was to be sure," she went on. "That's 'is portrait as 'angs to the ritrht o' the parlor chimley piece, just over the crockery lamb yer Aunt Kliza givo 1110 the very last fair .lay afore the Lord took 'er. A fine figure of a man ho was, my dears, an' uiiirli sought after, but mighty per tickler. An' so 'e married mo." .Mr. Minver smoothed her black al paca apron complacently. "What was it about the red-haired yonni.' lady?" 1 a-ked. "All! that's a tale, an' it just shows 'ow careful n gell should be when she's Bonrtiu'." Tins sounded interesting. "Po tell lis t he tale," 1 urged. "Oli! it's nothin' niueh to tell," said Mr. Minver, but she settled herself against the cushions of her Windsor rliair and stroked ber left mittin with her right hand, in a way that prom ised. "Come, granny, tell Lily about the blue roses.'' " 'Old yer tongue then, till I can get word in hedgewiiys! Jtlne roses in deed! Npoilin' a story afore it's bo irnn! Well, yon must know, young lady, as I was brought up in the coun try a reg'lar Kentish apple I was, my man useter say. Our home was in Kent, down among the cherry orch ards, Wo ud a nice little orchard our sel's, an' onr house it was a wooden 'oiise, all built o' boards like, not bricks like jou see 'em 'ore. n' there was a tig pear-tree, as went all np one?side of the house one branch right and one left even-like, for all the world like a ladder. We useter pick the pears onter onr bedroom winder, nie and my cousin Hetty did. Jargonols they was, n' a sight svrecU r than any as goes to market now-n-days. "( liir garden it wasn't much of a one for size, bat for flowers there! it was a perfect moral crura full it was all sorts pinks nu' pansies an' lilies, roses, jassermine, nil' sweet willies, an' wall flowers an' dallies and spring flowers, which is my favorites outer all the flowers." "What are spring flowers?" "They're a reg'lar old fashioned flower gels used alius to have 'em in their gardens long afore yon was thought of, nor me neither. Like wall flowers they be, snmmat, only pink an' Yelkr, an' only one on a stalk, an' soft like velvet, an' smelling like honey they did. I haven't seen none o' them Bincp I come to live in Bermondney. "Well, our little wooden 'onse it stood on the hill, an' as yon come np. whether 'twas by the road, as white an' windin', or whether 'twas by the short er way through the medders an' the hop-burden, tl o first you see of our 'oiise was the white rose-tree. It clomb all over the side of the 'otiso not the side where the pear-tree was, but the cither there was no windows that side the house and the rose clomb all along -and blow! it did blow that rose diJ. Pearl-whito the roses was, or what yon might call blush-pink, and hundreds of 'em. It was quite a p c tor. Well, one fine summer every rose as come on that tree wasn't white no blush-pink any more, but blue a dark ish blue at the edges and paler to the niiil.lles. Not pretty? Well, p'raps hot; but I tell you there never was such a fuss made over any rose as you'd call pretty as there was over that blue rose. 1 'arson, he was always comin' down to see it, un' bringin' bis friends, from Loudon sometimes; an' the gentry they drove in their carriages to seeour blue fose: an' the tradesmen an' grocers they couio in their carts from far an hear, an' thuv add. 'Well, it was a novelty.' "An' tlo-v said it would snrely-toke h- prize at the flower-show, 'lint it as Hetty's rose-'.ush. Father d' give her when first she come to live with She come quite little, and she cried at the strange place, an' all she took to was the white roses. So father w give her the bunti an' next year father 'e died about cherry time it Wag. "fio when they said that about the prize, H, tty sai.l she didn't care about !'"zos an' flower-shows an' things. It quite enough to 'ave such a rosc- . '"r ''r V0T own." 'The next year the roses come blue n, an" everyone come more 'n ever 0 'ook, an' (no grocers nu' people with carts they come from far an' near, for "fy add it was a novelty, hi. '"other, she was rather qniet ro Bn !"ho a"ln ' say much about the mT' .Rn' one ,,av wben she an' me was ""Kin np the bread just onr two to meLln tlie lBck kitcuen-sne "J8 Addie,' she says (my name's Ado r1";, 'about them blue roses now. If it wasn't that I don't like to think o a child o' mine bein' np to such trickc, I should say as you or Hetty had been a' borrowed o' my blue-bag.' 'Tour blue-bag, mother ! says I. Hard work 1 had to keep my face, for Hetty she was a makin faces at me through the winder. ' "Yes, my blue-bag," mother says, lookin' at me very straight Why, aunt,' says Hetty through the window, 'if it was the blue-bag, how would all the roses be the same? An" wouldn't it all wash off in the rain? An' you know it's always brighter after a shower,' she says. 'Besides, would we do such a silly thing if we could, an' keep it up so, an all? We might do it onst or twice, says she. 'There's snmmat in all that, says my mother, going on with the- bread. 'I misdoubt me it's age tnrnsthe roses bine, like it turns folks' hair white. Tne rose was alius a pearly wh tear what you might call a blush-pink afore.' "An the grocers an people with Parts tbey come from far an' near to see the rose-tree, for it was a novelty, ye see. "Soys I to Hetty that night after I'd said my prayers an' read my chapter for I was alius properly brought up 'Hetty,' 1 says, 'fancy mother saying that about the blue- bag!' ' "Yes, fancy!' says Hetty, laughin' an" she snutfs out the candle with 'er fingers an' jamps into bed. 'I ain't agoin' to 'ave my bine roses run down neither. Why, I'm a goin to take the prize at the flower-show 1 am, with my wonderful blue roses!' "An sure enough she told Parson the very noxt day as she would try for the prize at the flower-show. "It was just about that time she took up with George Win stead. Yea, 'im as come to be yonr gran'father instead, an' is lyin' in his grve at Lon? Mail ing this twecty good years. Well, they kep' company toge:her, an' everyone was willin', for he was a godly young man an' taught in Sunday-school, an' had good hopes of his nncle's business, which it wa a cornchandler'a in Med stone, an she was a well-lookin' girl enough for all her red hair, which was made fun of thorn, though I hear it's all the rage now-a-days. I never see a girl so took np with a chap as she was with him. She gave up enrhn' 'er 'air acanse he liked it plain, and she took to readin' the Hible and savin' her prayers (like I'd alius done, and ttho'd alius langhed at me afore for iti. Why, I've seen her kneel there over 'alf an hour, and then get outer bed again when she thought I was asleep a kneel down on the bare boards by the win der an" cry an' pray an say, 'George, George,' an' pray again, not out loud, but bo as 1 could 'ear 'er. Not proper prayers she didn't say like people gets taught, but things onter 'er own 'ead, an' the same thing over an' over, till I useter say ' "Come along ter bed, Hotty, do, for gracious sakes. You'll catch your death o' cold on them boards, an' I'm a-dronpin' with sleep." "Well, as flower-show day comi nearer an' nearer, she grew stupider an' stupider, an' more an' more given to prayin', an' used to be all for goiu' off by herself and leavin' everything to me even to makin' our dresses for the flower-show an' lookin' after them roses what was to take the prize. I did it all, a' course I was alius called a good Datured girl an' the dresses they looked lovely, an' the roses was bluer than ever, instead o' being a jearly white or a blush-pink, like they should ha' been by rights. An' Hetty she prayed an' cried o' nights till I wonder I. ever got a wink o' sleep, an' of a day she'd laugh till she nearly cried again. Well, flower-show day come, an' we 'ad our new sprigged prints gowns was wore short in the waist theu an' Het ty she looked like a ghost in hers, but they did say mine became me wonder fuL "It was a beautiful day I remember, very sunny an' bright, an you was glad to walk the shaUy side o' the way that day, I can toll yon. Very hot it was in the big barn where the flower show was. 'Twas all done up fine with flags an' wreaths an' all sorts, an' it was that hot the flowers was most wilted afore it come time for the prizes. An' every one was wipin' their faces with their 'andkerchers, an' saying there hadn't been such a day this twenty year. "When it come time for the prizes we was all settin' on forms packed close like herr'ns. Mother was there of course, an' George an' his friends, an' Hetty sat nexter me, an' George that's your gran'father was settin' the other side of her. An' she kep' edgin' away from him an gotten' close to me, an' crushin' my new print, not to mention 'er own, an' she kep' on 'oldin' my 'and that tight I didn't know ow to bear myself, an' I never see a bonnet with pink ribbons look worse on any young woman than it did on her. Mine al ways suited me. I 'ad it done up with bine the year I was married. "Presently it come to roses. The barn was full all the gentry an' the parson an his friends an' the grocers an' people with carts 'ad come from far an' near. "Well, t'ie gentleman what ws giv ing out who had got prizes, he takes np the bnnch o bine roses (I'd done 'cm np nicely with a white ribbon, for Hetty was in one of her queer fits an wouldn't tonoh 'em), an' he says Hetty Martin ' "Hetty jumped on ber feet. I felt what she was a-goin to do, an I tried to hold her down, but no. She shook her arm clear o' me, an' she called ont in a kind o' sharp shrioky voioe as you could a' heard a mile off Pou't yon go for to give me no prizes,' she nays. 'It's all a lie them roses is made up blue. Annt she just hit it it v an the bine bag. I never meant to tell, but I can't a-bear it I made 'em up blue an 1 done it myself, an' I don't care who knows it There!' "Yes, my dears well may yon look I She sjoke tip like that she did indeed afore all that barufull I never see sncha gell. Why, I wouldn't never even a thought o' such a thing, let 'lone doiu it Disgrnceful, I call it a gell puttin' 'erself forward afore folks like that! "You could a' heard a pin drop, as the sayin' is, the place was that quiet, for full 'art a minnte. My 'eart was in my mouth, and for that arf minute I didn't know what she'd say next "The sillv gell! Why, two whole Hnmmcrs we'd blued them roses, an no one never know'd, an no one wouldn't never a' known. e useter do it of a niornin' early afore mother come down. Hetty an' me we useter creep down in onr stocking feet, so s not to make a clutter, an' afore we raked ont the fire or opened the house we d run ronnd to the rose-tree an look if there was any more buds out; an Hetty nd aay, fere's another. Addie,' anTdsay, 'All right, Hetty, we'll 'ay 'im,' an 1' rub the blue-bag round it once or twice, an when it rained the blue soaked in more, an' the wet would seem to take it right into ' me roses Hearts. An as the ros opened it wonld be all blue from ut having blued the edges. An' to think we might a' gone on on' on, an' took all the prizes at the flower-shows! Late a fool. "Well, that day in the barn it lasted that kinder quiet like as if we wa in church it lusted for full 'arf a min nte, an' it seemed like twenty an'then there came a buzz, bnzz, like a whole bench o' bees when a boy throws an apple at 'em an' Hetty she says, 'Ohl' Quite soft and frightened-like as well she might be an' then afore anyone could say a word to 'er, she was off, through the big barn door, like a rab bit with the dogs arter it "The ole gentleman what give the prizes, he said he'd know'd it all along but 'e 'adn't, for he'd drove over in bis own carriage to see our bine roses, and called them 'curious nateral pheno ' suthin' or other." "And Hetty didn't tell of you, Mrs. Minver?" "Oh! no, my dear. With all her faults, Hetty was never that sort o' girL" "And Mr. George?" "Oh! he come np that arternoon 1 seen him from our window by the pear tree and Hetty she says 'I'm agoin' inter " the orchard, she says; 'if 'e wants me but I don't think 'e will want me,' saya she. "He did want her thongh,an he says to me 'You come along, Addio, an' hear what I've got to say.' "We went out inter the cherry-oroh-ard all the cherries was gathered though an' Hetty was there, walkin' np and down like a ferret as wants to get ont of its hutch an' can't And George he says 'Lookee here, Hotty,i he says, 'I don't wish no lll-feelin , but you'll see it's best for us to part I'm sure,if you set any store by me, you wouldn't wish me to keep company with a gell as could aot a livin' lie, as Parson says. An' I'm sure the Lord wouldn't grant a blessin', an' I wish yon well an' good bye." "I never see a gell look so plain for a rather good-looking gell as Hetty did then, for her eyes w is all swelled up with cry in', and she twisted her nose and mouth up.like as if she was a-goiu' to begin again. Good-bye, George,' says she. 'No, I wouldn't wish it George,' she says, not if yon don't dear George.' "An' with that she walked away very qniet, an' George, he stood quite still, not looking at any thin' for a minute or two, an' then he give a sorter shrug an' a sorter sigh, an' he went off by the lower gate without as muoh as a 'Good day to yon." "When tea-time came, mother she says Enough said about a bit o' gell'ft nonsense;' an' she nps the stairs to Hetty, and she says at the door 'Come down to tea, my gell.' An' Hetty she says 'Don't want no tea, aunt' "An' mother she goes in, and there's Hetty lyin' face down on the bed, an' mother she says " Come, child, it's no use a-grislin' over spilt milk; an' arter all 'A fault 'at's owned Is 'arf atoned.' Come along do n,au' let's say no more about it' "Hut Hetty she savs (I was atop o' thes tairs an' I heard her) It ain't no use, auut," she says, 'an' you've been's good's a mother to me, an' I thank you an' I loves yon that I do. liut nothin's good now. You let me be, there's a dear auntie." "An mother she left her, just a sayin' 'Don't you take on 'bout George, now. He'll come round.' "An' next mornin' when I woke up Hetty was gone, and we never seed her again." "Gone? Where to?" I asked. "To Medstone first, an' then to Lon don; an' mother couldn't never 'ear what come of 'er but I did 'ear she come to no good." "And George?" "Well, George he took on for a bit, an' didn't take to his victuals as a young man should; but I alius spoke him civil, sd' when we was alone I said, 'Pore George! an' 'Wasn't it hard when you was fond of a person to have 'em own np a liar qnite shameless afore parson an' all!' An' he said, 'Yes, 'twas cruel hard. An' next year we was married, George an' me." "And I suppose you never told him you had helped to blue the roses?" "My dear! Now how could I? an' him that pertickler!" E. Nesbit. Across the Dark Continent. The dark continent has been crossed from coast to coast just sixteen times. Here, according to a writer In the Prench magazine Exploration, is a com plete chronological list of the cross ings: 1802-11, from Angola to Tete on the lower Zambesi, by the Portuguese, Honorate de Casta. 1838-48, from Mozambique to Ben guela, by the Portuguese, F. J. Coim bra. 18o3G, from lienguela to the month of the Bovuma, by the Portuguese, Sjlva Porto. 1H54-6, from San Paulo de Loando to Quillimane, bv Livingstone. 1865-6, from Tripoli to the Gulf of Guinea, by the German G. Kohlfs. 1H73-5, from Bagamoyo to the Ben gnela, by Lient Cameron. lH'1-7, from Bagamoyo to the month of the Congo, by Henry M. Stanley. 1877-0, from Benguela to Port Natal, by the Portuguese, Serpa Pinto. '1h;)-2, from Suakin to the month of the Niger, by two Italians, Matteuci aid Massari. 1882-4, from San Panlo de Loanda to Saadani, by the German Maj. Wiss man. 182-4, from PortNatal to Benguela, by the Scotch missionary Arnat 18H1-5, from Mossamedes to Quilli mane, by two Portuguese, Capello and Ivans. 1880-0, from the Stanley Falls to Bagamoyo, by-the Swedish Lieut Gle rnff. 18S5-7, from the mouth of the Congo to Quillimane, by the Anstrain Oscar Lenz. 1.H87-9, from Angola to Mozambique, by the French Capt Trevier. 1 887-fO, from the mouth of the Con go to Bagamoyo, by Stanley. George smith, "king" of the English gypsies, announces that in the fall he is going to begin the publication of a newspaper in the Romany language, to be called the Wandering Folk. He hopes to get twenty thousand sub scribers. The Mississippi River Is jost 2o5a . miles long. The measurement is from a point nine miles aboe Lake Itaska, ' in Minnesota- to the Gulf of Mexico. DEATH AT NIAGARA. SOSIE SENSATIONAL SUICIDES OF FORMER DAYS RECALLED. William Olaridge and His Wife Leaped the Tails Together. One of the earliest of the many cases of suicide at Niagara, and one of the most mysterious as well, says a Phila delphia Times correspondent, was that of a handsome lady and gentleman who leaped together over the American Falls, from Prospect Point, in July, 1831. The facts are remembered by many of the old residents of the Falls to-day. - The man was a tall, handsome young fellow, about twenty-five years of age, elegantly dressed, and registered at one of the hotels near the falls as William Cbtridge. He told nothing of himself to those who met him, except that he came from St. Louis, his home, and expected to meet his wife, a Spanish lady, who had recently landed in New York en route from Cuba. One night the last passenger to alight from one of the coaches was a beauti ful young woman whose complexion plainly betokened Spanish blood. Though plainly dressed, her face and general appearance gave every evidence of culture and refinement. She no sooner caught sight of the gentleman than she rushed towards him and threw herself into his arms, regardless of the bystanders. Some who were present, noticed that handsome Mr. Claridge returned the beautiful lady's greeting rather coldly, and that his face wore a scowl, while the eyes of the dark Span ish beauty suddenly became dimmed with tears. What passed between them after they reached the hotel was never known. A servant beard loud and an gry words in a man's voice, mingled with feminine sobs , and pleadings issuing from their apartment, but as they spoke in Spanish the listener was unable to recognize the purport of their conversation. A short time afterwards they stroll ed out of the hotel arm in arm, and Mr. Claridge informed the proprietor that they were going to obtain a view of the fulls by moonlight. They never returned. About half an hour after, a pedes trian on the Canada side saw the figures of a man and woman leap over the falls from Prospect Point, the moon being at the full and rendering all objects plainly visible. The bodies were found two days after near the whirlpool. Nothing further concern ing them was ever learned. In the autumn of 184:1 a gentleman of commanding presence, handsomely dressed and with costly diamonds, about forty-five years of age, came to Niagara and registered at the principal hotel. He wrote the name "Daniel Webster" on the register, but all knew that he was not the illustrious states man of that day. Two dnys after his arrival he crossed the river to the Canadian side, walked into the rapids above the Horse Shoe Falls and was instantly swept over the brink of the seething cataract. A few days later his mangled remains were found and an inquest held, which de veloped the fact that his name was Vandegger, and that he was a resident of Newton Centre, the most beautiful of all the charming suburbs of Boston. Six years previously he had fallen in love with a very beautiful young lady, who was employed as a cashier in one of the aristocratic restaurants of the Hub. Completely captivated by her charming face and winning way, he had married her, though 6he was a number of years his junior. She was established as mistress of a palatial home at Newton. Her husband's wealth and social position immediately secured for her an entrance into the most select society of Boston. Five years passed, when disgrace overtook the young wife. She was arrested on a criminal charge, and a Boston detective, a member of the State Legislature and a clergyman tes tified that she had been a girl of noto riously bad character before her mar riage. The detective testified that he had arrested her for stealing a watch and that she had served ten months in prison for the crime. These disclos ures stunned the devoted husband, and without one word ho left the court room and no one in Boston ever saw him again. A Rig Dictionary. Rev. Joseph Heali, a member of the Jesuit Order, has just completed a monumental work, a Turkish-French dictionary, printed in Turkish and Latin characters, which has received the highest praise from orientalists. In appreciation of the author's labors the sultan has conferred on him the insignia of a commander of the Sovereign Order of Megedie. The dictionary "is described as the most complete of its kind yet published. Jack is a Critic. Young Lady "Are sailors as super, stilious now as they used to be, Mr. Bervcnmalet ? Do they think they see supernatural things?" Jack Servenmalet "Aye, suthiu' like that, mum." "Now what did yon ever see that we?n't natural?" "A the-ay-ter sailor, mum." New York Son. BTEAM-E&AEED COLTS. Fresh Views of the Great Palo Alto' Training Farm Rearing of Sunel. j "Why do these California bred torses, both trotters and runners, de-' rclop such tremendous speed at an. sarly age, and then retire for the rest1 f their lives?" j That is a question that has been put to every horseman of note in the couu-f Iry, but not one seems able to answer i t. A gentleman, a horse fancier and now and then a buyer at the California tales, being much interested in the phenomenal trotters that come from .hat region, went down to Palo Alto o see the famous Stanford breeding farm. Talk about princes and princesses of .llete monarchies being reared iu vel ret and fed from gold spoons; the nearest approach to that in this great republic is this equine principality at Palo Alto. As soon as the babies have forgotten their mothers comes the be ginning of their life's work. The lead ing halter and a soft rubber bit kept in the mouth for half an hour in the day Is the ABC. Then comes the kinder garten track to discover if any of them have a natural gait. Half a dozen are put into the sawdust circle at once. A man stands in the middle with a long whip, which he waves furiously, but ao little one is ever permitted to feel its sting. All start around the ring, first into a coltish canter, and then Kme little pupil more promising than thers will strike a trot. Soon another will do the same. An apple or a lump of sugar is the reward of merit. Usually before the class has finished all of them will be jogging about on a trot. Then a new batch is taken, and in a few weeks forty or fifty fillies, ind as many colts have gone through :lie kindergarten course. Meantime ;very little one of either sex is handled md fondled. The colts and fillies are relentlessly parted at wer.iiing time, ind never see each other again except it a distance. Co-education of the jcxes is frowned upon at Falo Alto. The little ones are very tame, and fol low one around like a lot of kittens. If you stop in the paddock they in stantly surround you like a lot of shattering school girls, and begin to search your pockets with their velvety noses for a bit of fruit or sugar. Not jne is ever scolded or permitted to be frightened in any way, nor is the whip ever used cxept as a badge of authority. When the infant aristocracy is bridle :rained and thoroughly tractable, say U 9 or 10 months, and from that to a year old, comes the . first introduction to harness. It must be remembered "hat by this time these youngsters are o the non-critical eye almost full jrown horses. Their legs are strong, heir bodies well tilled out, their neck iluinp, their eyes bright and intelli--ent, and their coats shine like satin. All this is the result of the forcing pro cess. On the Stanford farm the 2-renr-old colt looks like the wcll-ma-'.ured horse of 5 in Illintiis. At 1 1-2 years old begins their hard work on lie track. It is then that the most promising are selected for a yearling record. A building is set apart for the "kin dergarten," a great canopy covering a iawdust ring an eighth of a mile long. This is when the littlo weanlings, six ind eight months old, are brought to je taught their first paces. Trainer Gallagher gave me the his tory of Sunol, and the life she led there for two years is the life of all ol thein. When Sunol was six months jldsliewas brought in with twenty nher fillies from the pastures in which their mothers roamed. The weaning process is quite easy. The youngster; ire put on steamed grain food at once. In the morning a quart of steamed bar ley mixed with bran. In the evening two quarts of ground bai ley steamed mil moistened with lime water, is ibout their daily diet. That is pretty liigh food for a weanling. When I tvas a boy on the old farm in I'ennsyl rauia it was a pretty lucky colt or filly that ever saw anything but hay or grass until it was two years old. But it Palo Alto the babies are smiled with rain from the start. I was there in luly, and there was no green food to speak of, with the exception of green :rrn tops, of which the little ones had three diets a week. Even then it wa shopped in a steam cutter and mixed with bran. A Yankee Verdict. After a four-days' trial at Rutland, Vt., Calvin M. Innian, of Hampton, s. Y., has been found not guilty of Hie murder of Patrick Sennot at Poult-' ney, Oct. 1, 1888. The jury without :onsultation on the evidence, reached the verdict in genuine Yankee style. It was agreed that those who thought the prisoner guilty were to hold som abject in the closed right hand, and those considering the prisoner not guilty were to be empty handed. They stood in line before the foreman of the ! jury and opened their hands, and all j fvere empty-handed. The jury wcrj jut only ten minutes. Au Event of a Lifetime. Teacher (to boys in back part of the j fooin engaged in earnest conversation) j j "Boys, what are you talking about?" i j Confusion on part of the boys. Teach- it "Boys, I demand an explanation." Due of the boys (reluctantly) "Please na'am, Ike says his whiskers is be- irxnin' to nush." Time. SIR CHARLES RUSSELL , THE BEST KNOWN AND BEST PAID j LAWYER IN THE WOULD. j . Broad-Shouldered"Man of gpbndid . . 1 ravsiQue-A ureat uraior. "The goes the best known and best paid lawyer in the world." rhe speaker was a barrister's clerk, who was showing me through the law wurts one foggy day this week, says a Paris correspondent of the New Or- ans Times. I turned as he spoke and WW before me a broad-shouldered man of splendid physique, with a forehead that might be called Websterian, au eye as clear as a hawk's and a nose and mouth that denoted great firmness. His hair was slightly gray and a fringe of whiskers extended from ear to ear, even under his throat. His :hin and upper lip and cheeks were ;leanly shaven. He wore a smart looking business suit of dark material, i turn-over collar, a black necktie, and carried in one hand a book and in the tther an umbrella. He walked in a tmsiness-like way that gave him the ippearance of a man of action, and he itepped squarely on his heels, that told tlso that he was a man of firmness and lecision. It was none other than Sir Charles dussell, Q. C, M. P. His fame has ixtended across the sea, and my in formant, the law clerk, was right in tailing him the mo6t distinguished of living English lawyers. It would be iard to tell exactly what his income is, ! imt it is so large that even the landed Proprietors have little, if anything, the cst of him. His greatest spee.h, that has been cad and commented upon wherever the English language is spoken and ;he love for fair play for Ireland pre lominates, was his masterly statement )f the Irish case in opening the de fense of the party before the judicial :ommission on the Timess charges. It would be impossible in a brief lewspaper sketch to give an idea of Jiis wonderful oration. Judge Hait ian, who presided on the trial, is on record as saying that "it was a great ipeech from a great man and worthy f a great occasion." Gladstone, La - souchere, Sir Edwin Arnold and (cores of others whose opinions are raluable, als paid tribute to the clear icss and logic of this masterly oration, ind it will stand for all time as a clear ;x position of the Irish cause, and do ngs of the Irish leaders and their party's aims and ambitions. Sir Charles is now in his fifty-seventh rear. He was born in Ireland and re vived his education at Trinity College. He has been practising at the bar for :hirty years. In lrlMO he took his first ilunge into public life as a member of Parliament. He was Attorney-Gener- urn me iiomc-Kuie ministry or Mr. Gladstone and at that time received the lonor of knighthood. He isa nephew i me late ur. itussei, 1 resident or Maynooth College, of whom Cardinal Sewman spoke as the "dear friend to whom under Heaven I am indebted for my conversion." He has figured in nearly every law jase of importance during the last lozen years. He defended Mrs. May )rick, you may remember. Ha lives ike a prince and entertains magnifi :ently. He has, perhaps, the best law ibrary of any English barrister, and a ntemporary once declared that he knew more about English law than any lozen men in the kingdom. His one peculiarity is that he is a KHind sleeper: so sound indeed, that lie can lie down for an hour or two in the middle of the day and sleep like a :hild in its mother's arms. He is a tate riser, but when he gets to work he foes at it like a steam engine. He is blessed with a vigorous consti tution and sound health. He is au all round athlete, a good cricketer, splen lid oarsman, and can ride a horse with uiy gentleman in Great Britain, and san cast a fly as deftly as any disciple f our beloved Walton. His great speeches are all prepared before he goes into court, although he Is an excellent impromptu speaker. He. has what is sailed an excellent House it Commons manner. He is quick at grasping a point, and knows how to take every advantage of parliamentary tactics. He is always in demand at Liberal meetings, and he turns away enough) "I don't understand you, sir," draw law business to give him a fortune if 'ng himself up. he could do the work every year. He The man's wife, who is by far the is petted and pampered by West End better business man of the two, laughs ladies and is liked by his confreres, modest tee-hee, and says: "Very even the young men, for whom he has, well, then, 6ir, you'll let us order you tlways a pleasant word and a smile. Using Heatler Rails. Most railroads in this country when renewing their rails order heaviei ones than have previously been used a couple of hours, considerably un on their tracks. A better road bed and starched. I had tried at least a dozen heavier rails are required for increas- j hardware establishments, but without ing traffic, heavier locomotives and success. They didn't even know what greater speed. A short time ago the 'a girdle was, let alone a griddle. Well, standard weight of rails was fifty-six ! I let the first people order it for me. pounds per yard, requiring eighty-' I wish you could have seen it when it eight tons per mile of single track. AJ came. It must have been a yard in a sixty-five pond rail takes a little ovei diameter, and had a great handle across one hundred tons per mile of singlt it like an iron hoop, with a ring in it track, althongh only nine poundi to hang it over the fire. I sent it back per yard heavier than a fifty-six pound to the shop, saying there must be some rail, it is easy to see that the tonnage mistake, as my kitchen wasn't round, of reiki manufactured during the yeat and I hadn't ordered an iron floor for Is steadily increasing to an enormoui it. I guess the buckwheat and syrup sxtenL will keep till I get back to America.' ,TnE "uwcah griddle-cake, "Cocka,Rne" TelU of Patriotically I Hungry Yankee la London. The American griddle-cake is an un- f T " q,,"",Uy j" U,nd,n 1 know of only one place where ,hey kct.p a BuppIy of Am,.rican 'stores, including cornmeal, buckwheat flour le waffle-irons and 'griddles. A griddle, bv-the-by, is caJlwl a .,glpJte, hl England, and even at that u b cuBlarv a,.ticle a,most u ullUnown in an E,lglish kitchen a,, a .Jip,)er. An Aweric&n friend of IIline who u keeping house , Eng. Iand Jatev acquired a truly Nafion!j longing for buckwheat cake9. Bv a bit of good luck he saw Jacksoll-, H(i verti! wlwn, : ,.Th vpw v... v- Home Journal," and at once ordered a supply of buckwheat flour and maple syrup. He got a recipe out of .an American cookery-book, which an American lady lent him, and there he stuck. The kitchen possessed no griddle. He went to the first iron monger's and but let him tell it him self: '1 want a griddle." A what, sir, if you please?"' "A griddle." r The shopman stops dry-washing his hands to raise one to the back of hii ear, while his smile goes into a ques tioning wrinkling of the nose. "I beg your pardon, sir, but I didn't quite catch what you said?" "A griddle a griddle. I want U buy a griddle." The smile returns, but mixed with pity and disappointment. "Ah, yes, to be sure a a what was it, sir?" 'A griddle." Smile vanishes altogether, and cold .indifference reiirns in its stead. '-Hon'1 keep .em. (sSir" dropped at certainty of failut.e of . traJe . r "Don't keep 'em? Isn't this" (look ing round at the shelves) "a hardware store?" "Ironmongery, if you please, sir,' ("Sir" conies back from force of habit.) "Well?' A pause. The shopman's face be comes statuesque, while he stares in silence out of the door, and strokes ',j3 chjn. Presently he looks round !anj says, mechanically: "Anything else to-day, sir?" "Humph. Where can I get one ?" "D'know'm sure. Might try at the green-grocers." "Look here. Do you know what a griddle is?" "Well, no, sir, I don't." "Never saw one?" "Never saw one." "Never heard of one?" "Never beard of one." "Do you know what a frying-pan is?" "Really, my good sir" (getting fa- I iHar the B;itish tradesman-8 certain jign o inlctional disrepect), "I mu8t ask vou to tell me if j-0u want !anvlhing in my line Ior my tim ig- "I want a griddie." "Don't keep 'em." " "I wonder, Thomas," said the tradesman's wife, who, at the sound of her husband's voice in an unusual tone, came forward from the little room at the back of the shop, "I won der if the gentleman means a gir dle?" The husband's face lights up at the chance of business after all. "Ah I You mean girdle, sir, I dessey, sir?" "No, I don't. I mean a griddle. If you haven't got one, I " Turns' to go. "One moment, sir," says the wife. 'Do you mean, etc. (describes a grid dle). "Why, yes. Why, certainly. That's 4 griddle." "We call it a girdle, sir; leastways they do in Scotland. I saw one once. I'm sorry we haven't one.sir. We have no call for them, sir. But we could get you one, couldn't we Thomas?" "I make no doubt we could, sir. Allow me to procure oue for you sir?" "How long will it take?" "To-day's Tuesday. Hum. Must ' order it from Edinburgh Saturday week, sir." ''Great ScottI Edinburgh's in Scotland, isn't it?" "Yes, sir." "Sure it ain't somewhere np the Mediterranean? Going to order it by telephone, via the Suez Canal?" one. "Vt e'll promise it by Monday." "I'll tell you what. If I can't gel one anywhere else, you may." "Very good, sir." "I came back," said my friend, "in JiiCVVS BRier. Welding by electricity increases. A concve paddle wheel Is a new .nvention. Africa has nearly seven hundred languages. The French watch product for 1890 amounted to 401,430 watches. Among the seventy proprietors of the Lonnon Timet are many women. A novelty In men's hats is a fac simile of the "stove-pipe" made of straw. The dogs of one county in Penn sylvania last year killed fSOO worth of sheep. An aged traveling scissors grind, r has died in ("dlaua, leavlug an estate valued at $21,000. A lia.ness that Is luminous In the lark hits lieen invented. It is intended to prevent col isions at night. In California there lsa spring from wliloii rises such noxious gas that one whiff of it will extinguish life. A Philadelphia woman has just dis charged a debt of three cents, which she has owed for foity-three years. The Rush street bridge in Chicago, one of the largest drawbridges in the world. Is now turned by el-'ctrlcity. The Furent and Stream makes a strong plea that girls should be allowed to go with men on hunting expeditions. A piece of crown land on Pall Mall, London, has just been leased at a rate based on a selling price of $2,5C0,OOO per acre. It IS APalnst. MlA luw Cif Flnrirla t,r- Anv tiArrii tn uU Imv t,,t- AP iUa cigarettes to any other person uuder eighteen years of age. The hailstones which recently fell at Arkan-as City, Ark., were about the shaie of a common soda biscuit and nearly as big. It is stated that In Tangier, Al geria, locusts fall in the streets like rain, and the sound of their falling i en sembles a heavy shower. Near rarkersburg. W. Va., re cently, a young woman jumped into the river and brought to shore two meu who were drowning. It is said that the five leading liotrls at Saratoga, N. Y., take In an aggreaate of $2,iiio,imi a mouth dur ing the busy season. Homing pigeons are to be used on United States men-of-war to communi cate with the shore. The initial steps for such experiments have already been taken. A citizen of Greeneaslle, Md., has trained his rat-terrier to hatch out spring chickens, and the little fellow does it thoroughly. He is now setting on goose eags. When a Kar.saa farmer has been sold out by a hher.ll to sa isfy a mortgage, he is theu known as a "whereas." because the writ of attachment begins w.th a "whereas." With the Idea of preserving the Gaelic language tha Duke of Atbol's daughter Is preparing for the instruc tions of the Gaels ot Perthshire in read ing, writing and sueaking their native tongue. The Trans- Atlantic Steamship, Fuetst Bismarck, carries the penant for 8eeil, with a record of 19.78 nots per hour, her second being the City of Paris, with a record of 19.49 knots per hour. A fifteen-year-old Virginia school girl recently wrote a poem which cao lain d 250 lines, each line commenc ing aller-ately with M and R, and from which the letter 1 was entirely omitted. A "lierdash" was a name anciently given in England to a sort of neck dress, and the rson who made or sold such neck i reuses was called a "ber dashe," hence the present term 'hab erdasher.'' Professor Bastian related in a recent lecture In Berliu that ha had lately made the trio from Bombay, India, to Madras, and Benares In forty eight hours by rail, while in 1S72 the same trip, with ox teams, took two mouths. Joseph ratton, who lives near Clif ton Hill, In Rindo'ph county, Mo., still has the pony he roile in "the Confed erate army. It Is now thirty-six years old and as fat as a mole, not having been used any, or very little, for some years. Chicagoand Milwaukee are to b connected by an elevated electric rail way, the trains on which will run over a mile a minute. The projector hope to have the road In running order by January 1, 189X The finest display of gold or silver plate the German Kaiser saw on his recent trip was in Amsterdam, where he was dined by the Queen Regent of Hoi hv:d. The service, which la worth $150, 0U0, was originally made in London for William and Mary, but was carried to Holland after the king's death over a century ago. A sequoia tree has been found In King's River canyon. In the Aevada mountain ranpp, whose original diam eter exceeded forty feet, but has bsen reiluced- by fire to thirty-nine feet. This is larger than any of the gigantic trees discovered in .California by seven feet. It Is a fact not generally known that there are more high peaks in the Rocky Mountains and the Sierra Ne vada range, by a proiiortion of twenty to one than there are In the Alps. There are at least fifty.neaks in this country that are within C00 feet of an altitude of 14,000 feet. TURKISH POUTERS. The serviceable dres worn by the "Hamals"or porters of Constantinople lias the ad vantage of being extremely suitable for their work, and also ac cords well with the general simplicity of their way of living. The every day jacket is wide, and made of very strong felt-like material; the color nsnal y coffee brown, and the sides provided with large pockets. The edges are bound with leather, or strips of the same cloth, but as plainly and firmly as possible. The blue or gray woolen shirt is always wide open over the chest nl the full Turkish trousers reach only tj the knoe, where they tit snugly. The troners are of dark material usually blue, either of wool or ootton. The lower part of their legs is left qnite bare, or partially covered with a soft felt gaiter which reaches to the ankle. The bare feet are, as is customary in Turkey, simply thrust into red leather slippers, and their turbans of cloth are wrapped many times round their beads, giving a characteristic finish to their very useful, and at the same time pic turesque attire. r r
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