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THE OON8TITDTION-THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWB.
VOL. LI.
MIFFLINTOWIS. JUNIATA COUNTY, PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. MAY 19. 1897.
NO. 23.
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CHAPTER XVII. '
Tor two or three ticks of the clock Erie,
stares at the boy in contemptuous, wrath
ful amazement, stunned into silence by
a curious feeling as if a bolt bad shot
through his nerves and left him benumb
ed and rigid riveted to the chair where
he sits, his hands unconsciously clenched
on his arms.
"How dare you speak of your sister In
that manner?" he says at last, slowly and
sternly. Til not listen to another word
of your slanderous insolence!"
Tm not slanderin'. Every word I'm
saying is goiel truth, says Sylvester,
in a tone of reproach and self-vindication,
knowing quite well still that the man wh
listens to him believes and is being tor
tured. "Everyone knew that Miles was
trying to get Murrie married these four
years. There was Jack O'Donoghue, ha
was after her, and so was young Item
miss o' Clanteary, ridin' after her at every
meet; on'y of course Mnrrie hadn't any
fortune, and so they wouldn't marry her."
"Well, but what did yon say about me?"
Eric inquires, curtly, determined now to
hear every word that is to be heard.
"Well, I only said," Sylvester says,
rather reluctantly at this coming to close
quarters, "that Muriel had got you for a
sweetheart, an' they'd been tryin hard
enough for it, and so they had; aye, these
six months and more they were tulkin'
about you comin' on a visit, an plannin'
everythin the way you'd take a fancy to
her an' marry her. I didn't know for a
lone time what they were op to until
you came. Miles used to be sayin. Things
will be different when he comes. And he
had the silver brought down from Dub
lin aud lots of things they'd been pawn
ed, you know," Sylvester soys, glibly.
"And Miles said, 'We must have them
out, aud make things look respectable,'
and ordered a grand dress from Rath-
more, which he's never paid for. An, oh,
I coulJn't tell you half! An' be kept tell
In" Murrie how well off you were, an' how
she must look as nice as she could, 'for
I've nutde up my mind he must marry
you,' he snys. I heard this the night be
fore you came!" Sylvester grins, tri
umphantly. "An' when he made her come
down three nights after, I beard him tell
In' her you were longln' to see ber. 'So
ynu have nothing to do only fascinate
him, Murrie he'll be easy game,' be says.
An' then I heard you tell him you'd like
to marry her. and I could see he was as
glad as could be."
Some two hours later, when Muriel has
had tea brought into the sitting room,
with Rome solid refreshment in the shape
of a dninty little giblet pie added for
Major Llewellyn's benefit, she comes in
herself, feeble and worn out, from long
and bitter weeping upstairs upstairs, in
that cold, silent, formally arranged room,
where the stirless, awful form lies under
the snowy sheet and she comes in with
a pitiful human craving for love and life,
and wnrnith, and human companionship,
to the bright, comfortable, 6re-lit room,
with a yearning for a sight of her lover
husluinil, who will comfort her, aud cher
ish her, and pity her, and let her lay ber
aching head on his kind arm, and talk
about dear Miles to her, until this desolate
anguish nt her heart shall have been
soothed nwny for the time. She conies
In seeking the sight of him, but finds hitn
out, and Ilnnnah enters hastily while
she stands waiting.
"A bit ov a note. Miss Murrie, the
major sint to you: he's gone over to Mis
ther 'I lonoghue's for a few hours, he
told Kirwan."
And when she reads the few written
words, Muriel grows sick and faint from
the hurt tiny inflict on her wouuded
heart.
"Dear Muriel I have gone over to Mr.
O'Dotioghue's for an hour or two, as he
asked me to do this morning. I believe
you and I have discussed all necessary
business matters for the present, so you
will not need me, I trust, for this even
ing. Faithfully vours,
"E. LLEWELLYN."
She stares at the cold, curt, business
like note with unbelieving eyes, and rends
It over and over again the first letter he
has ever written her her bridegroom of
a few hours; written her, leaving her
llone with her desolation this wet, stormy,
November evening; all alone with her
dead brother lying in that silent chamber
apatairs!
CHAPTER XVIII.
It is one week later and Muriel is in
London. "Muriel Llewellyn," as she signs
herself for the first time, ns she writes a
long letter to her old friend, Mrs. Mc
Grath, the organist; telling her of her
health, and how her spirits are "keeping
op." as the affectionate and untidy genius
f Derrylossary has entreated her to do.
Alas for Muriel, and alas for Eric the
pair who joined bands in holy wedlock
ne short week ago are worse than
strangers now, with an iron barrier of
coldest formality, and half-concealed bit
terness of resentment, reproachfulness,
and jealous tortures betwixt the twain.
A barrier which each hour of distance,
and coldness, and wordless reproach
makes to rise higher and stronger, built
nd fenced about, and guarded as it is by
burning pride and passionate love wound
id nigb to death.
For, since the hour when she left him
her wedded lover after the happy love
ind sorrowful tenderness of the Interview
In the old sitting room In Ciurnghdene
lince then she has lost him. True, she is
married to him, according to the rites of
(be church, and the law of the land so
much the worse for her, as she thinks in
ber misery: she wears the badge of wife
hood on her hand, and is called by his
same, and belongs to him as her lord and
aiaeter, and legal possessor, and yet she
hrinks from the very sight of him in an
zer and wretchedness; she avoids being in
3is society a moment longer than she can
ielp;'she never addresses him volunta
rily; she never even looks at him when
the does not speak to him. For since that
-hour when he parted from her with such
lender unwillingness, she has seen plainly
ih.it be lias shunned her, and she has been
auick to reciprocate the feeling.
cults iiUM goeiuH.'U jucuiuvei , lr .ouitr-
vhat dimly, at the true cause of this sud
den, dreadful estrangement, as soon as
she discovers that her spiteful stepbroth
er has returned, rather precipitately, to
bis grandfather's house, and does not once J
how himself in Curraghdene until the
.flay of Miles' funeral, and by that time
the evil seed that tins been sown ha
sprung up into a mighty growth, and
parted the two, whose hearts bad clung
together, wide asunder as the poles. But
Muriel's suspicion of what baa .caused
ft' ffr V PMIijfWMI
Eric Llewellyn to estrange himself from
her only hardens ber heart mora firmly,
and inflames a more deadly resentment
against him and his heartless pride and
elfiahnesa. She knows he wronaa k
foully in believing that she consented to
be his wife for any reason but that of
pure, true love; but even this does not
affect her so deeply as the thought that
be wrongs SBler Miles on his deathbed
Miles, lying placid, pale and beautiful
In hia coffin.
"T rWI as if :I could, kill tum If ever ha
speaks a wore sTaiust Miles to me!" she
thinks, passionately. "I bate bis selfish
haughtiness, and coldness, and cruel self-
control, and self-esteem so desperately!
And I shall hate myself as desperately if
ven I forgive him this insult 1
She knows poor, little, desolate, lov
ing heart! that forgiveness full and free
being accorded to Eric Llewellyn, woo
ing ber for pardon as he can woo, is by
no mesns an impossibility.
Meanwhile they are sundered wide as
the poles, and Eric Llewellyn, beneath hia
cold, calm exterior, his impassive court e
ousuess and well-bred demeanor towards
his girl-wife, as well as every one else,
carries jealous pain and despair in bis
breast.
Muriel sits by the window alone, gazing
out with wondering eyes, until she thinks
of Miles, and how lie would have made
this wonderful London visit a dollgjitful
revelation to her, aud taken ber with him
everywhere. She has not beard Eric come
swiftly and noiselessly over the thick car
pet, and be is standing before her, strick
en with remorse aud compassion, strug
gling fiercely with a swelling tide of pas
sionate tenderness as he surveys ber
the forlorn, forsaken young creature, a
bride in mourning robes whom he has
sworn to love and cherish.
"May heaven forgive me If I hnv
wronged her, my poor little darling!" he
mutters, and lays his hand tenderly on the
bowed head. "What is the matter, Mu
riel? Have I startled yon, dear?" he asks
gently, as she leaps up with a cry of
alarm, and then, seeing who it is, shudders
way from his touch.
"Yes, you startled me!" she says, sharp
ly and coldly, drying her tears. "I did not
know yon were in the room."
"I have only just come in," Eric an
swers, smothering a sigh, "to tell you that
I met a friend of ours-just now, and he
tells me that my mother and Cousin Hes
ter are staying at the Langham not five
minutes' walk from Here. They do not
know we are in town, of course, or they
would have called. So would yon come
and see them, Muriel, and waive cere
mony ?"
"If you wish; you are my sovereign lord
and master," the girl says, with a scorn
ful, flickering smile.
"No, I am not! I am only your faithful
lover and husband," Eric answers, stern
ly in his agitation, and turns on his beel
as he speaks, and takes np hia hat which
he has just put down, and Muriel without
a word accompanies him.
CHAPTER XIX.
"And when one thinks of the expense
of staying here, Hettie," Mrs. Llewellyn
says complainingly, "more than a week
now, with a bill running up that Is fright
ful to think of, and perhaps another week
to stay before the Plasavon people can
receive us, one cannot help feeling un
easy." "Yon can afford the expense very well,
auntie," Miss Hettie returns in answer,
with an affectionate smile on her lips,
and a steady, scornful light in her hard,
bright, hazel eyes.
"I cannot afford it very well, Hettie,"
the elder lady answers with peevish re
proachfulness, and in a martyr-like tone.
"How can you say so?" she coutinues,
"when yon know how small my income Is,
only for the allowance Eric makes me?
And the money that I spent on Edith's
trosseau to think of all that being
wasted, too!"
"Aud to think of all that has been
wasted on Edith!" Hester Stapleton aays
in a slow, hard voice; indeed, she utters
the words through her clenched teeth.
"When one remembers that one cannot
grieve even over the sixty or seventy
ponnds spent on French lingerie for ner.
"No. indeed." admits Mrs. Llewellyn
with a sigh, coming around to her niece's
side of the question; "when one thinks
of dear Eric, my poor boyT
"Yes, aunt, when one thinks of Eric,"
repeats Hettie in the same hard, suppress
ed voice. "leading him on, and putting
him off, and then suddenly jilting him at
her own pleasure for her ambitious pro
jects, one hardly ought to pause at any
expedient to keep him away from her dan
gerous influence. And then to think that
after we thought she had decided her lot
in life, and thnt we had done with her,"
Hettie says, the color nngrily deepening
over ber face, "thnt poor Eric had done
with her, I mean, and that all that was at
an end between them to think of her
coolly coming back, aud telling us she
'had a difference of opinion with Lord
Uppingham,' and that her marriage was
'an event in the undiscovered future,'
such language to use in describing the
affair!" Hester says, getting vehement.
"Assumed indifference and light-hearted-uess
over a scandalous rupture of an en
gagement that was the next thing to mar
riage, it was so settled and so nearly com
pleted." "If Eric were to come over from Ire
land now," Mrs. Llewellyn says, sighing
longingly, "it would lie such a nice little
holiday for ns three bere together I"
"Yes: it would indeed." Hester answers,
n n curiously low, subdued tone, gazing
into the tire and letting her crewel work
drop from her bauds. She is thinking of
Mm. letting her passionate fnncy run riot
:ti depicting a future for Eric Llewellyn
after the desires of her own henrt, when
there comes a knock at the door of the
small, cosy, handsome room, where they
are sitting in the firelight, for It is nearly
four o'clock of a London December after
noon. "Tbe man to light the gas, I dare say."
she murmurs, putting her work away as
she says, "Come In."
He does not enter, but atanda In tba
doorway a moment.
"Major and Mrs. Llewellyn," he says.
glibly and smoothly, being a fashionable
cockney waiter, who only deigna to touch
his words with the top of hia tongue, aa
it were.
So that In reality Mrs. Llewellyn, the
mother, hears nothing but the delightful
sound of her son's military title and
"Llewellyn," and even Heats, catching
something ttuV .aoanda Uka "Miss" or
"Mr." notices' nothing in the whirl of de
lighted amazement with which she springs
forward with outstretched anna to greet
her cousin. Hettie has no notion of giv
ing place to hia mother eren In ber wel
come of Eric.
"I have played second fiddle long
enough." la the thought she doea not ut
icr, as, determined not to be put off with
one of Eric'a cool, brotherly salutes, she
clasps ber arms around his neck, and
returns his twice over with a passionate
fervor that discomposes him.
"I am so glad, Eric! I am so glad to
see you!" she gasps, with tears in her
eyes, and her whole face so radiant with
happiness, that Eric is more end more
overwhelmed, though be has always
known that Hettie liked him very much
sometimes he has suspected of more than
liked him. "How did yon find out wt
were here?
"Mrs. Clare told me," he answers, hur
riedly, for he knows that Hettie is gazing
blankly at the talL slender cHH In black,
who la standing a little behind him. "And
and mother, la It possible you have not
had my letter, written four daya ago to
Plasavon? Hettie 7'
"No, Eric, we have had no letter," Het
tie says, forcing a smile, while the look in
her eyea at the stranger hardens into a
stare under lowering brows and merci!es
lips that ahow the edge of her little white
teeth; for she has discovered, even in the
dim light, that the stranger is very young,
very graceful, with a beautiful, colorless
complexion and splendid dark eyes, and
her soul la aflame with jealoua terror and
suspicion, of what she scarcely knows.
"Then you have never received my last
letter? I wrote to you to tell you there
Is no time for explanation now I said ail
in my letter," Eric says, confusedly, al
most stammering In embarrassment, not
so much at his mother'a wondering eyes
and curious glances at Muriel, or Hes
ter's fixed regard which is none too
friendly, he feels as at the thought that
Muriel's pride will be in arms at this re
ception that Muriel will accredit blm
justly enough with any unpleasantness
or mortification, seeing he has brought her
into his family circle without any proper
.ntroduetion. "It is most unfortunate that
yon gave me no idea of your being in Lon
don!" be says, flushing with anger at the
predicament be is in, and manlike, gladly
thrusting it on feinale offenders' shoul
ders. "I wrote from Curraghdene, to tell
you that my dear friend. Miles O' Ultra,
was dead, and that I was married to hia
sister. Poor Miles died the very day we
were married. He had been ill for some
time," be says, hardly knowing what he
is saying, and seeing consternation aud
bewilderment in the faces before bim.
(To be continued.
Our Almanacs.
"I had rather a novel experience Inst
year In the matter of gathering tables
showing tbe rising and setting of the
sun, the changes of the moon, high aud
low tides, etc.," said a publisher. "But
I am fixed for this year. In my ex
perience as a publisher I bad printed
about everything that I thought could
be printed. Finally, an advertising
concern wanted me to get out an al
manac for them. They furnished all
tbe copy 'op the almanac except tbe
almanac Itself that la, the tal-ies. 1
supposed I would have no difficulty In
getting them, but I soon found out that
I was mistaken. My desire was to get
prepared In an authoritative way. Af
ter Interviewing some of the experts In
Washington I found that they were all
disinclined to take any outside work.
Finally one of them consented to do it,
and he did. charging me $300 for the
calculations $25 for each month. I
am about having a similar work done
this year, and came here for that pur
pose, but I learued that all the calcu
lations for the various patent medlclues
and many other almanacs are made
by a blind man In Pittsburg, Pa., an
amateur mathematician and astrono
mer of considerable local reputation. I
sent for the tables and have received
them. He charged me exactly $0, or
SO cents for each month. I understand
that the actual work Is done by bis
children, who write from bis dictation.
He tells me that he has supplied the
same tables for about 100 different al
manacs for 18l7." Philadelphia Item.
Lead Pencils.
Lead pencils are made altogether by
machinery. The best quality of cedar
Is cut Into proper lengths, shaped the
exact size of the iiencil, then split and
grooved to admit the lead. The "lead"
Is not lead at all. but plumbago, or al
most pure carbon, the only admixture
beiug a little oxide of iron. It is
ground by machinery, and, with a little
mixture of glue, or some other sub
stance to render It strongly adhesive.
is molded Into the shape required. It
is then placed In the grooves, already
prepared, while a special device spreads
glue over its surface, and that of the
wood, presses the two halves together,
and thus completes tbe pencil, which Is
then passed on to be painted or var
nished, dried aud packed. The colored
pencils are made of ocher, colored
chalk or other materials.
Charles L. C. Keecher, the late tele
grapher, who sent from Charleston the
lirst message to the North that the Con
federates had attacked Fort Sumpter,
died l-ecently in the Emergency hitspital
in Jamaica, Long Island.
What is remembered in Northern t hio
as the "big sleigh ride" took place March
14, Kit;, at the town of Kichtield, Summit
comity. There were 4f6 sleighs, drawn
by four horses each, and the merry par
ticiuiits nnndiered tlfiiMi.
The "safety" match was invented by a
Swede named l.umistrom in lf5. The
head of the safety match contains chlor
ate of stush ami sulphur, while the fric
tion Hter on the Imx is spread with a
paste of amorphous phosphorus and anti
mony. Only R2I2 x-rsons in Friissia had a for
tune of l.iMMi.ooo marks, $J5n.imn, in is;;,
as compared with 5i"j the year Is-lore.
The richest Prussian is Karon Roths
child, of Flaiikfoi-t-on the Main: next
comes Ilerr Krupp, and then the Prince
of Hless.
Near Plurnix. A. T.. James Fovce found
a steel lance point that apx-ars to date a
long way ikicK. I-oine of the local anti
quarians refer it to the march of Corona
do. A few inches of the wood, much de
cayed, remain attached to it. The grain
shows the wood to he live oak, which is
not found nearer 1'h.inix than in Mexico,
but was plentiful in Spain.
vt lien a suspicious-looking person ap
proaches one of the tellers in the ltank of
France a private signal is given to a con
cealed photographer, and in a few seconds
the suspected individual is secretly pho
tographed. In India there are 100,000 boys and
627,000 girls under the age of fourteen
who are legally married, while 8fii0 boys
and 24,000 girls who have not attained the
age of four are under marriage bonds by
their parents.
A French statistician has calculated
that the human eye travels over two
thousand yards in reading an ordinary
sized novel. J'he average human being is
supHsed to get through 2500 miles of read
ing in a lifetime.
A.besto. In Fhoea.
ft has lately been proposed to use thin
sheets of waterproofed asbestos iu
place of the usual spongy material em
ployed for the inner sole of shoes. Not
only would dampness thus be exclud
ed, but It is said the natural tempera
ture of the foot would be better retain
ed, because asbestos la a poor conduc
tor of heat.
Pee. Rratasw
The brnln of the honoy-bee has re
cently been studied by Dr. Kenyon, of
Clark University, moro thoroughly. It
U said, than ever before. It is thought
that the source r.f a bee's power to
adapt Itself Intelligently to Ita ur
roundings has been discovered In cer
tain peculiar objects In Its brain, called
he "mushroom bodies."
The Bleep of lluttcrfltea.
The same observer has watched the
sleep of butter flips, and thinks that
some of them are rendered secure from
their enemies nt night by their peculiar
colors and marking. Thus large red
and brown butterflies, with silvery
spots on tbe under side of their wings,
which are conspicuous by day, can
hardly be distinguished at night when
sleeping on goldenrods and other flow
ers that form their fnvorite resorts. At
such times their bright wing colors
blend with the hues of the flowers,
while the silvery spots "glisten like the
dewdrops around them."
The Source, of Platlnans.
Most of the world's supply of plati
num comes from the southern part of
the Ural Mountains in Russia. Accord
ing to the report of the Russian minis
try of finance, the Increased demand
for the metal In 1805 raised the price
for the raw material to nearly V0 n
pound, and yet only 9.700 ponnds of it
were produced during the year. In fa"t,
the production fell off largely from that
of the preceding year. Platinum Is also
found In California, In South America
and In Borneo. It was first heard of in
Europe In 173S, when UUoa, a Spanish
explorer, carried home specimens from
Peru.
The Beepeet of Well.
it ma of science are Interested In all
very deep borings In the earth on ac
count of the opportunity which they
offer for experiments on the Internal
temperature of the globe. Gas and oil
wells sometimes attain a great depth,
and after they have ceased to be useful
In other ways are turned to scientific
account The very deepest hole that
man has yet succeeded In making In
the earth Is said to be near Rybnik in
Silesia, where the boring through
strata of coal and reck baa reached a
depth of about 6,770 feet. The deepest
boring In this country la believed to be
an oil well at Pittsburg, which has
reached a depth of 8.740 feet, but Is te
be bored much deeper for the sake of
the Information it ma furnish to scl-
A Ctsanoa to ) Keresry,
It Is only once In a while that this
planet Is easily visible, and perhaps the
readers of the Companion will be glad
to know that they will have an excellent
opportunity to see It on April 27, and
for two or three daya before and after.
It will not set until nearly two hours
after the sun goes down, and will be
fairly conspicuous In the western twi
light aa a ruddy stir of the first magni
tude, rather brighter than Aldebaran,
and a little south and east of the Plei
ades. Not a great deal Is known about
Mercury except that It Is the nearest to
the sun of all tbe planets, and the
smallest of all except the asteroids, be
ing only 3,000 miles In diameter; that
it shows phases like the moon, and a
comparatively recent discovery that
It behaves like the moon In Its diurnal
rotation, turning on Its axis only once
while It makes a complete revolution
In Ita orbit. Venus probably acts In
he same way. Youth's Companion.
Or 1 aria of the Horia.
Dr. Lydekker, the English naturalist,
says that while the ordinary European
breeds of horses may have been derived
from those which were first subjugated
by the stone-Implement makers of
western Europe, unnumbered centur
ies n?o. It Is probable that "thorough
bred" horses are of Eastern origin. He
thinks that Turkestan was their orig
inal home, and that the ancient Turco
mans and Mongols were the first Asi
atic tribes to moke the wild horse tbe
servant and friend of man. Horses,
believed by some authorities to belong
to a truly wild race that Is to say,
vrliose ancestors were never domesti
cated still Inhabit the central Asian
steppes. From Turkestan, according
to Dr. Lydekker, they spread to Hin
dustan, Persia, Assyria, Egypt and
Arabia. In the last-named country
they became so Indlspesahle that many
hare supposed Arabia to be the orig
inal home of the horse. The Interest
ing fact Is pointed out that our North
American Indians, to whom the horse
whs unknown before the advent of
white men. have shown the same skill
and adaptability in mastering them
that the Arabs exhibited, so that, as
Dr. Lydekker remarks: "Had we not
historic evidence to the contrary, there
Is no saying but that the original sub
jugation of the horse might not have
been attributed to the Indian of the
prairies.'
Aptly If aasod.
"Young Brown la asking everybody
what he shall call his new baby."
"Better call It Gimlet-"
"Gimlet! Why, who ever heard of
aucb a name?"
"Well, he's aa awful little bore."
ru-Blta,
OTHEILOS AND THEIR IAGOS.
Types) of llamas Nataro Foaod la
Kvcry Sphere,
Shakspeare's leading characters an
types of the varieties of human nature.
A strongly marked Individual must lx
typical, because Individuality consist!
in accentuating peculiarities whick
mark the type. In Uthello and lags
ie gives us two specimens of typei
which are as old as human nature th
suspicious man and the unsuspicloui
uiau. Othello Is the open-hearted man
te whom It never occurs that a gcutle
uan can tell a lie, and lago Is the man
who suspects everybody of sinister Mo
tive, and whose word Is so untrust
worthy that It is hardly safe to believt
the opposite of what be swears to
Specimens of these types we meet daily
in every walk of life, the Iagos per
naps not quite so malignant as theii
great prototype, but always plotting
nlways trying to bring things to post
la an underhand. Indirect manner; th
Othollos less poetic In diction and
princely In manner than the Moor ol
Venice, but equally trusting and truth
fcl. Gen. Grant was an Othello and
Ferdinand Ward was hia lago. Many
of our modern Othelloa go Into bank
ing. The original were he living woul
be a "Napoleon of finance."
The Othelloa are the natural prey oi
Iagos. In the play lago merely mini
the life of his victim. In real life h
gets all bis money and his wife's mon
ey and lets blm go. A well-equipped
modern lago needs about one Othelhj
a month. Tbe more be devours thi
warier and more experienced be be
comes. By any reasonable Interpreta
tion of the law of evolution, which wt
are all bound to believe, the race ol
logos should bar exterminated th
race of Othelloa long before this. Bui
that Is not the fact. There are Just ai
many trusting, unsuspicious, honest
men to-day as there were 100 yean
ago. Tbe Iagos are tbe Intellectual
athletes, and In the struggle for exist-eiu-e
they are well armed for defense
and offense and yet not weighted
down by any scruples of morality oi
generosity. They are the most thor
oughly equipped beasts of prey In tin
world. They rarely prey on one anoth
er. On the contrary, the Gould sub
variety and the Flake subvarlety usu
ally hunt In couples. Civilization,
courts, trusts, politics and corporat
capital have greatly widened their field
and Improved their opportunities. Why
do they not use up all the Othelloa and
leave us a humanity consisting solel)
of sharp, suspicious units? Why d
they not root out confidence among
men? As said before, on the principles
of the struggle for existence, and it cer
tainly rs a struggle, and of the survival
of the fittest, and they are surely the
fittest to survive In a society whera
competition is unlimited, they ought t
1o so. But they do not.
There most be something tvron.
about this tluwry of evwimhm ana on
limited1 competition as applied to hu
man society, however well It may work
In the case of "humble bees and cats
and mice and red dover." Can It be
possible, after all, that there Is a real
positive principle In honesty and trust
In human nature and mutual good fel
lowship which preserves the' men who
possess those qualities) healthy and
hearty In a world where modern philos
ophy tells us that selfishness and dis
trust are the only safeguards, when
the weak prey upon the strong and ev
ery man's hand Is against every other
man? It looks so sometimes doeant
t? Hartford Courant
Kitiployiojr Convtcta Profitably.
The North Carolina penitentiary was
self-supporting last year for the first
time In its history of a quarter century.
From 1S63 to 1889 the appropriations
for Its maintenance averaged $100,000
a year. Then, under a change of policy,
the annual expense dropped to 937,500,
which was the figure until 1883, when
a further reduction was made to $23,000
a year. The achievement In 1880 was
under the management of Augustus
Leacer. He thinks It could be done
again, "not probably every year, but
certainly. If the present policy Is main
tained, self-support should be attained
or approximated every year." This re
sult, the convict labor demagogues may
be grieved to learn, was accomplished
by keeping the convicts profitably em
ployed In fanning. They not only grew
their own subsistence, but cultivated
sufficient cotton to pay the expenses of
management, their crop of cotton Inst
year being 2.608 bales, valued at over
$77,000. There would have been 400
more bales of cotton were It not for a
disastrous flood on one of the convict
farms, which also destroyed 100.000
bushels of corn. As might be expected,
this outdoor employment of the con
victs has a good effect on their physical
condition. The present rate of mortal
ity among them, the manager reports,
barely exceeds that of some of the best
regulated towns In the State, while the
mortality rate among the colored con
victs Is much less than tbe rate among
the negroes in the large towns. New
York Post.
Where tho Presidents Are Hurled.
The burial places of our Presidents
are wldoly scattered. Washington lies
at Mount Vernon; the two Adamsai
are burled under the old church al
Quincy, Mass.; Jefferson rests at Mon
t '.cello; Madison's grave Is at Montpe
Her, not far from Montlcello; Monroe's
remains lie In the Richmond Cemetery;
Jackson's grave Is In front of hia old
residence, "The Hermitage; Van Bu
ren was burled r.t Klnderhook; Harri
son, at North Bend, near Cincinnati;
Polk, at Nashville; TaylorW remains are
near Louisville; Fillmore lies in For
est Lawn Cemetery, Buffalo; Pierce
was burled In Concord, New Hamp
shire, and Buchanan at Lancaster,
Pennsylvania; Lincoln's grave Is near
Springfield. Illinois; J oh niton's at
Greenville: Garfield's at Cleveland.
Ohio; Grant's at Riverside, and Ar
thur's at Albany Washington letter
Know, it Then.
"The laboring man doea not seem tc
know his place at all," said the effete
person from across tbe sea.
"He don't, eh?" said the America
farmer. "Just you sit around till din
ner Is on the table" Cincinnati Er
qulrer.
When you say no to a woman. y
jiust follow It with aa xslanatlrn
REV, OB. TALMAGE.
Eminent Divine's Sunday
Discourse.
He Tak.i for His Subject a Thought Moa
Iatamtlng to All Who Are Trying U
Achieve a Livelihood The Kaven.
Cod That Uroneht Bread and Flesh
Text: "And the ravens brought him breat
and flesh in the morning and bread and
nesh In the evening." I Kings xvil., 6.
The ornithology of the Bible is a very in
teresting study the stork which knowotb
her appointed time; the common sparrowi
teaching tha lesson of God's providence:
the ostrlehcs of the desert, by careless in
cubation, Illustrating the recklessness ol
parents who do not take enough pains with
their children; the eagle symbolizing
riches which take wings and fly away; the
pelican emblemizing solitude; the bat,
flake of the darkness; the night hawk, the
oasifrage, the cuckoo, the lapwing, the os
prey, by the command of God, in Leviticus
Uuug out of the world's bill of fare.
I would like to have been with Audubon
as ha went through the woods, with gun
and pencil, hrinKlng down and sketching
the fowls ot heaven, his unfolded portfolio
thrilling all Christendom. What wonder
ful creature of Hod the birds are. Some
oi them this morning, like the songs of
heaven let loose, bursting through the
gates of heaven. Consider their feathers,
which are clothing and conveyance at the
same time; the nine vertebra of the neck,
the three eyelids to each eye, the third
eyelid an extra curtain lor graduating tha
light of the sun. Some of these birds scavenger-!
and some ot them orchestra. Thank
God for quail's whistle, and lark's carol,
and tbe twitter of the wren, called by the
ancients the king of birds, because when
the fowls of heaven went into a contest as
to who should fly the highest, and the eagle
swung nearest the sun, a wren on back of
the eagle, after the eagle was exhausted,
spraag up much higher, and so was called
by the ancients the king of birds. Consider
those of them that have golden crowns and
erests, showing them to be featherd im
perials. And listen to the humming bird's
serenade In the ear of the honeysuckle.
Look at the belted kingfisher, striking a
dart from sky to water. Listen to the
voice of the owl, giving the keynote to all
croakers. And behold the condor among
the Andes, battling with the reindeer. I
do not know whether an aquarium or
aviary Is the best altar from which to
worship God.
There is an incident in my text that
baffles all the ornithological wonders of
the world. The grain crop has been cut
off. Famine was In the land. Iu a cave by
the brook Cberith sat a minister of God,
Elijah, waiting for something to eat. Why
did he not go to the neighbors? There
were no neighbors. It was a wilderness.
Why did he not pick some of the berries?
There were none. If there had been, they
would have been dried up. Seated one
morning at the mouth of the cave, the
prophet sees a flock of birds approaching.
Oh, if they were only partridges, or if be
ouly had aa njrow with which to bring
them down! But as they come nearer he
finds that they are not comestible, but un
clean, and the eaung of them would be
spiritual death. The strength of their beak,
the length of their wings, the blackness of
their color, their loud, harsh, "eruok.
cruckl" prove them to be ravens.
They whir around about tbe prophet's
head, and then they come on fluttering
wing and pause on the level of his lips, and
one of the ravens brings bread, and another
raven brings meat, and after they have dis
charged their tiny cargo they wheel past,
an.t tth;ra come, until after awhile tba
prophet has enougu, aud tuese ll. k ser
vants of the wilderness table are gone. For
six months, and some sav a whole year.
morning and evening, a breakfast aud a
supper bell sounded as these ravens rang
out on the air their "cruck, cruckl" Guess
where they got the food from. The old
rabbins say they got ft from the kitchen ot
King Ahab. Others say that the ravens got
their food from pious Obadtah, who was in
the habit of feeding the persecuted. Some
ray that the ravens brought the food to
cneir young in tne trees, and that Elijah
had only to climb up and get it. Some say
that the whole story is improbable, tor
these were carnivorous birds, and the food
they carried was the torn flesh of living
nereis, ana mereiore ceremonially un
clean, or it was carrion and would not
have been fit for the prophet. Some say
they were not ravens at all, but that the
word translated "ravens" in my text
ought to have been translated "Arabs," so
it would have read, "The Arabs brought
bread and flesh in the morning, and bread
unil flesh In the evening." Anything hut
admit the Bible to be true.
Hew away at this miracle until all the
miracle la goue. Uo on with the depleting
process, but know, my brother, that you
are robbing only the man and that is your
selfof one of the most comforting, beauti
ful, pathetic am! triumphant lessons in all
agjs. I can te'l you who these purveyors
were they were raveus. I can till you
who freighted thorn with provisions God.
I can ti-ll you who launched them God. I
can tell you who taught them which way to
fly (Sod. 1 can tell you who told them at
wnat cave to swoop God. I cau tell you
who lutroiluced ruven to prophet aud pro
phot to ravenGod. There is one parage
I will whisper in your ear, for I would not
want to utter it aloud, lest some one should
drop down under its power, "If any man
ahull take away from the words of the pro
phecy of this book, God shall take away his
part out of the book of life and out of the
Uoly City."
While, then, we watch the ravens feeding
Elijah, let the swift dove of God's SDirit
sweep down the sky with divine food, and
ou outxpread wing pause at the lip of every
soul hungering for comfort.
on the bauks or what rivers have been
(he great battles of the world? While vou
are looking over the map of the world to
answer tlial. 1 will tell you that the great
coullict to-day is on tne Potomac, on the
iiuiison, on tne Mi.ssi-4im-i. on the Thames.
ou the Savannah, on the Rhine, on the Nile,
on the Gauges, on the Hoang-Ho. It is a
liauie tuat bas been going on for 6000
years. The troops engaged iu it are 1.600 -
OOu.OOJ. aud those who have fa'len by the
way are vaster in number than those who
march. It is a b.ittle for bread.
Sentimentalists sit in a cushioned chair
In their pictured study, with their jdppered
feet on a damask ottomau, and nay that
this world is a great scene of avarice and
greed. It does not seem so to me. If It
were not for the absolute necessities of the
cases, nine-tenths of the stores, factories,
tiiops, banking houses of the Innd would be
closed to-morrow. Who is that man delv
ing in the Colorado hills, or toiling in a
New England factory, or going tiirough a
roll of bills in tho haul:, or measuring a
fabric ou the counter He is a (.Lampion
sent forth in beiialf of some home circle
that has to bo cared for, in behalf of some
rhurctf of God that has to be supported, in
behalf of some asylum of mercy that has to
he sustained. Who is that woman bending
over tho sewing machine, or carryiug the
bundle, or sweeping the room, or mending
the garment, or sw:keriug at the washtub?
1'hat is JJebornh, one of the Lord's hero
ines, battling against Amalekitish want,
which comes down with iron chariot to
enish her and hers. The great question
with tho vast mujority of people to-day Is
not home rule, but whether there shall be
any home to rule; not one ot tariff, but
whether there shall be anything to tax.
The great questions with the vast majority
of the people are: "How shall I support my
family ( How shall I meet my notus? How
shall I pay mv rent? How shall I give food.
clothing and education to those who are
dependent upon ine?" Oh, if God would
help me to-day to assist you in tbe solution
ot that problem, the happiest man in this
house would be your preacher. I have
gone out on a cold morning with expert
tportsmen to hunt for pigeons. I have gouf
out on tnfl meadow. to hunt for quail.
have gone out on the marsh to hunt foi
reedbiris, but to-day I am out for ravens
Notice, in the first place in the story -l
mytvct,that these winged caterers came
to tllian airect from God.
"I have commanded the ravens that the)
feed thee," we find God saying in an ad
joining passage. They did not come out ol
ome other cava. They did not just hao-
f en to alight there: God freighted them,
God launched tlietn and Ood told them by
what cave to swoop. That is the same God
that is going to supply you. He la your
Father. You would have to make an elab
orate calculation bafore you could tell me
how many pounds of food and how many
yards of clothing would ba necessary for
you and your family, but God knows with
out any calculation. You have a plate at
his table, and you are going to be waited
on, unless you act like a naughty child aud
kick and scramble and pound saucily the
plate and try to upset things.
God has a vast family, and everything is
methodised, and you are going to be served
if you will only wait your turn. Ood has
already ordered all the suits of clothes you
will ever need, down to the last suit In
which you will be laid out. God has already
ordered all the food you will ever eat, down
to the last crumb that will be put In your
mouth In the dying sacrament. It may not
be just the kind of food or apparel we would
firofer. The sensible parent depends on
lis on judgment as to want ought to be
the apparel and the food of the minor In
the family. Tuechiid would say, "Give me
sugars and confections." "Oh, no!" says
the parent. "You must have something
plainer first." The child would say, "Oil,
give me these great blot-dies of color in the
garmentl" "No," says the parent; "that
wouldn't lie suitable."
Now, Ood is our Father, and we are min
ors, and He Is going to clothe us and feed
us, although Ha may not always yield to
our infantile wish for the sweet and glitter.
These ravens of the text did not bring
pomegranates from the glittering platter
of King Ahab. They brought bread and
milk. God had all the heavens and the
earth before Him and under Him, and yet
He s,-nds this plain food, becaiisa it was best
for Elijah to have it. Oh, he strong, my
jearer, in the fact that tha same Goi is go
ing to supply you. It is never "hard timus"
with Him. His ships never break ou the
rocks. His banks nver fail. He has the
mpply for you, and He has thd moans for
tending it. He has not only the cargo, but
;he ship. If it were necessary, He would
wing out from the heavens a flock of
ravens reaching from His gate to yours un
lit the food would be Hung dowa the sky
trom beak to beak and from talon to talon.
Notice again in this story of the text that
the ravens did not allow Elijah to hoard up
surplus. They did not bring enough on
Monday to last all the week. Thev did not
Ming enough one morning to last until the
aext morning. They came twice a day aud
Drought just enough for one time. You
mown as well as I that the great fret of the
world is that we want a surplus, wrf wnit
the ravens to bring enough for tlfty years,
k'ou have more coulldeiice in the Wash
ington banks or Jlank of Englnud than you
have in the Koyal hank of Heaven. You
iay: "All that is very poetic, but you may
have the black ravens. Give me tho gold
eagles." We had better be content with
just enough. If iu the morning voiir fam
ily eat up ail the food there is in "tie; house,
do not sit dowa an. I cry ami say, "I d-u't
know where the next meal is to come from."
About 5, or 6, or 7 o'clock in the morning
lust look up, an.l you will see two black
spots on the sky, and you will hear the flap
ping of wing, and instead of Edgar A. l'oe's
insane raven alight ou tho chamber door,
"only this nnd nothing more," you wili
Bud Elijah's two raveus, or two ravens of
the Lord, the ono bringing bread and the
other bringing meat plumed butcher and
baker.
God is infinite in resource. When the city
of Rochelle was besieged and the inhabi
tants were dying of the famine, tho tides
washed up on the beach as never before,
and as never sinee, enough shellfish to feed
the whole city. God is good. There is no
mistnke about that. History tells us that
In 1555 in England there was a gront
drought. The crops failed, but in Essex,
on the rocks, In a place where they had
neither sown nor cultured, a great crop of
peas grew until they tilled 100 measures,
uid thorn wr. MosH-imlni; vines eD .nirli,
promising an much more.
But why go so fir? I can givo you a
family Incident. Some generati na ba -k
there was a groat drought in Connecticut,
New England. The water disappeared from
the hills, and the farmers living on the hills
drove their cattle down toward tin valleys
ind had them supplied at the wells aud
fountains of the neighbors. But these after
awhile began to fail, and the neighbors said
to Mr. Birdseyn, of whom I shall speak:
"You must not send your flocks and herds
down here any more. Our wells are giving
out." Mr. liirdseye, the old Christian man,
gathered his family at the altar, and with
his family he gathered the slav.-s of the
household for bondage was then in vogue
In Connecticut and on their knees beforo
God they cried for water, and the family
story Is that thero was weeping and great
jobbing at that altar that the family might
not perish for la--k of water, anil that the
herds and flocks might not perish.
The family nsrt from the altar. Mr.
Birdaeye, the old man, took his staff and
walked out over the hills, and in a place
where he had seen scores of times, without
noticing anything particular, he saw the
ground was very dark, and he took his
staff and turned up tbe ground, the water
started, and he beckoned to his servants,
and they came and brought pails and
buckets until all the family and all the
flocks and the herds were cared' for, and
then they made troughs reaching from
that place down to the house and barn,
and the water flowed, and it is a living
fountain to-day.
Now I call that old grandfather Elijah,
and I call that brook that begun to roll
then and Is rolling still the brook Cherith,
and the lesson to me and to all who hear it
Is, when you are in great stress of circum
stances, pray and dig, dig nnd pray, and
pray tond dig. How does that passage go?
'The mountains shall depart and the hills
be removed, but My loving kindness shall
not fail." If your merchandise, if your
mechanism, if your husbandry fail, look out
for ravens. If you have iu your despond
ency put 4toa on trial ana conaeuine.t
Him as guilty of cruelty, I move to-day for
a new trial. If the biography of your life
is ever written, I will tell you what the
first chapter and the middle chapter and
'.he last chapter will be about if it is writ
ten accurately. The first chapter a'mut
mercy, the middle chapter about mercy,
the last chapter about mercy. The mercy
that hovered over your cradle. The mercy
that will hover over your grave. The mercy
that will cover all between.
Again, this story of the text impresses me
that relief came to this prophet with the
most unexpected and with seemingly Im
possible " conveyance. If it had been a
robin redbreast, or a musical meadow lark,
or a meek turtledove, or a sublime alba
tross that had brought the food to Elijah,
it would not have been so surprising. But
no. It was a bird so fierce and inausplente
that we have fashioned one of our most
forceful aud repulsive words out of it
ravenous. That bird has a passion for
picking out the eyes ot men nnd of ani
mals. It loves to maul the sick and the
dying. It swallows with vulturous guzzle
everything it can put its beak on, anil yet
all the food Elajah gets for six mouths or
a year Is from ravens. So your supply is
from an unexpected source.
xou think some great-hearted, generous
man will come along and give you his name
on the back of your note, or he will go se
curity for you iu some great enterprise.
No, he will not. Uort will open the heart of
some Shylock towacd you. Your relief will
come Irom the most unexpected quarter.
The providence which seemed ominous
will be to you more than that which seemed
auspicious. It will not be a chafllncb with
breast and wing dashed with white and
brown aud chestnut. It will bo a black
taven.
Mere Is where we all make our mistake
and that is in regard to the c jlor of Go i's
providence. A wnite providence comes tu
us, and we say, "Oh. It is mercy!" Then a
blak providence comes toward us, and w.
sav, "Oh, that Is disaster! ' The white pro
vidence comes to you, and you have great
business success, and you have 100,000, and
you get proud, and you g;t independent ot
God. and you begin to f.-ol thnt the prayer,
"Give mo this day my daily bread," is in
appropriate for you, for yon have ma lo
provision for 100 yean. Then a bla-k
providence comes, and it sweeps everything
away, and then yon begin to pray, and you
begin to feel your dependuno, and begin
to be humble b dorj God, and you cry out
for treasures In heaven. The black provi
dence brought you salvation. The white
providence brought you ruin. That which
seemed to- be harsh and fierce and disson
ant was your greatest mercy. It was a raven.
There was child horn in voiir housd. All
your friends congratulatod you. The other
children of the family stood a-naed, look
ing at the newcomer aud askoi a groat
many questions, genealogical and chrono
logical. You said and you said truthfully
that a white angul flow through thn room
and left the little one there. That little
one stood with its two feet in the very sanc
tuary of your affection, and with its two
hands It took hold of the altar of your soul.
But one day thare came one of the three
scourges ot children scarlet fever, or
croup, or diphtheria and all that bright
oene vanished. The chattering, the strange
questions, the pulling at the drosses as you
crossed the floor all ceased.
As the great friend of children stoopad
down and leaned toward that era lie, ami
took the little one In His arms and walked
way with it Into the bower of eternal sum
mer, your eye began to follow Him, and you
followed the treasure He carried, and you
have been following them ever since, and
Instead of thinking of heaven ouly on :e a
week, as formerly, you are thinking of IC
all the time, and you are more pure aud
tender hearted than you used to tie, and
you are patiently waiting for the dayhr-iak.
It is not self righteousness in you to ac
knowledge that you area hott-r mm than
you used to be you arc a b -tt-r woman
than you used to its. What was it that
brought you the sanetifyiug hle-oiiig? oh.
it was the dark shadow on the nursery. It
was the dark shadow ou the soft grave. It
was the dark shadow ou your broken heart.
It was the brooding of a great black trouble.
It was a raven it was a raven! loar Lord,
leah this people that white provid-tncee do
not always moan advancement and that
black providences do not always mean
retrogression.
Children of Ood, g ;t up out of your de
upondeney. Tha Lord nover ha 1 so many
ravens as ha has to-day. Fling your fret
and worry to the winds. Sometimes under
the vexations of life you feel like my little
girl of four years, who said under some
childish vexation, "Oh. I wish I could go to
heaven aud see God and pick flowers!" He
will let you go when the right time comes
to pick flowers. Until then, whatever you
want pray for. I suppose Elijah prayed
pretty much all the time. Tremendous
work behind him, tremendous work before
him. God has spared no ravens for idlers
or for people who are prayerless. I put it
in the boldest sha;e possible, and I am
willing to risk my eternity on it. Ask God
In the right way for what you want and
you shall have It If it is best for you.
Mrs. Jane Pithey, of Chicago, a w II
fcnown Christian woman, was .-rt by her
husband a widow with one half dollar and
a cottage. She was palsied and ha I a
mother ninety years of ago to support:
The widowed soul every day asked God for
all that was needed in the 'household, and
the servant even was astonished at the
precision with which God answered the
prayers of that woman. Item by item, Item
by Item. One day, rising from the family
altar, the servant said, "You have not
asked for coal, and thn coal Is out."
Then they stood and praved for the coal.
One hour after that tha servant threw open
the door and said: "Tho coal has come."
A generous man, whose name I could give
you, has sent as never before and never
since a supply of coal. You cannot under
stand It. I do. Havens! Havens!
My friend, you have a right to argue
from precedent that God Is going to take
care of you. Has he not done it two or
three times every day? That is most mar
velous. I look bit'-k and wonder that God
has given me find three times a day regu
larly all my lifetime, never missing but
ouce, aud then I was lost in tho mountains,
but that every moruing and that very night
I met the raveus.
Oh, the Lord Is so good that I wish all
His people would trust Him with the two
lives the life you are living aud that which
every tick of the watch and every stroke of
the clock informs you ts approaching.
Bread for your immortal soul comes to-day.
See. They alight on the platform. They
alight on the backs of all the pews. They
flwiiiit among the arehee. Kavenat
Havens! "Blessed fare they thnt hunger
after rightcousnc-M. f.r i!u-y i!iaU be
tilled. To all tbe sinning, anJ iue sorrow
ing, and the tempted, deliverance comes
this hour. Look down, and you see noth
ing but your spiritual deformities. Look
back, and you see nothing but wasted op
portunity. Cast your eye forward, and
you have a fearful looking for judgment
and fiery indignation which shall devour
the adversary. But look up, and you be
hold the whipped shoulders of an Inter
ceding Christ, and the face of a pardoning
(rod, and the irradiation of au opening
heaven. I hear the whir of their wings.
Io you not feel the rush of air on your
cheek? ltavenst Ravens!
There is ouly one quest ion I want to ask.
How many of this audience are willing to
trust God for the supply of their bodies
nnd trust the Lord Jesus Christ for the re
demption of their immortal souls? Amid
the clatter of the hoofs and the clang of tha
wheels of the judgment chariot the whole
iiuttrr will be demonstrated.
Industrial Progress in Russia.
The recent Industrial growth of Rus
sia has been one of the marvels of the
present decade. In addition to ber ex
tensive sulphuric acid industry, Uuesla
is opeuing up Important manufactures
of chrouiate salts, vitriol, phosphates,
lead, zinc, tin, strontium aud copper
salts and mineral dyes, and platinum
Is aimost a Uussiuu monopoly. In med
icinal plant growing the progress in
Russia Is very great. Six castor oil
factories, all workiug from native
grown seed, were represented at the
exhibition, and oils of peppermiut.
wormwood, caraway, feuuel, anise and
pine needles were also shown. The
output of Kusslan benzine baa growu
from 31,oOO gallons In 1882 to nearly
1,570,000 gallons in 1SD4. Tbe petro
leum lud'istry Is the second largest In
the world. One firm alone owns 188
miles of petroleum pipe lines. It has
au enormous fleet aud owns 1.157 tank
wagons for the conveyance of Its prod
ucts by rail. Tbe Industry of the dry
distillation of wood in Russia is only
Just beginning. Iu northern Russia,
away from the railways, there are still
many thousands of square miles under
wood, yet up to the present only one
half per cent, of all the reslu, but a
slightly larger proportion of tbe tur
pentine used In Russia has been of
home manufacture. It has generally
been assumed thiU the Russian fir
could not be made to yield turpentine
and resin of equal quality or abund
ance to the French or American pines,
buc experiments show that Russian
turpentine. If collected by the French
process, does not differ materially from
the French, except that It Is dextro
gyre to the same degree that the
French Is laevogyre. Moreover, a bal
sam was obtained from one variety
that will advantageously replace Can
ada balsam for technical and micro
scopic rurposes. The da of the chem
ical exploitation of the Russian forests
Is therefore dawniug, and within a few
years the country o tbe Czar may ex
port. Instead of buy from abroad, acetic
acid, wood naphtha, acetone, wood
Vinegar and aeetatj of lime. The im
portance of tbe Russian licorice juice
and licorice root industry Is generally
known.
The Tiritish Secretary of stale for war
has issued a circular to the various com
manding pcncruls of the army calling
uiMin them to enforce the tjueen's regula
tions requiring otlicers lo grow nious
tachs. A mosaic map of Palestine, thirty feet
long by fifteen broad, has liecn discov
ered at a villaee between Salt and Kerak,
east of the Jordan. The pavement is be
lieved to belong to the fifth century after
Christ.
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