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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.
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