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CHAPTER XXVI.
The distance from New Cavendish
street to Huston Station is by no means
a long one, but It seems to Edith Cameron
that they Lave been driving for at leust
n hour before the lights of the station
come in sight.
. "Do you think it likely she has gone to
Ireland?" she asks her companion, break
ing the silence for the first time.
"She could not have been in time for
the mail train to Holyhead at all events,"
he answers, and then nothing more can
be said, as the cab is rattling over the
tony pavement in front of the station.
As Edith enters she perceives a soli
tary figure seated by the table; a ladv,
evidently, judging by the well-bred atti
tude, by the ivory whiteness of the hand
and wrist thai export the pensive hcad
A. second glance reveals to her tl at it i
Muriel Llewellyn! And Edit'u advance
with the easiest smile and the most cure
less grace imaginable.
"Why, Muriel!" she says, l"i her soft
est, most languid, triauante tones "what
brings you here, of all places on earth?'
Muriel starts up suddenly, crimsoning,
and then growing ashy i.ole.
"I am going back to Ireland! Going to
see a friend of mine in Dublin. Miss
Cameron," she says, hesitatingly, and yet
trying in vain to oppose a chilling dig
nity to Edith's sunay smile and easy half
auiused curiosity.
7,.'MAb. h rr nili;t
... Bumiiw'jc:"'
till. "Must you go to-nighf, "3r.;;.'er-i-
Couldn't you put It off for a day or two,
aud yon and I might go together? That
would be nice, wouldn't it? I came here
to hunt up a friend, and, if I am not suc
cessful, I must travel some distance my
self this cold night, but 1 devoutly hope I
hall not have to do so. I would much
prefer being at home in bed, with a good
fire In my room wouldn't you?"
Tears are rolling down Muriel's cheeks
Dow, and a sob of weary misery and ex
haustion chokes her utterance.
I did not think you cared for me like
this," she says.
Edith stoops down and kisses her again.
"Yes. I do, dear," she says, iu a low,
hurried tone, and Muriel bursts into a
flood of tears, clinging passionately to her
new-found friend; and Edith knows her
cause is almost won and her influence over
Muriel is almost sure.
Come outside now. Hn'M, -rnd let 'tis
,tb jiton .wcud
air will do uiirlicud good," she suggests
but Muriel shrinks back folornly, with a
deep, quick sigh.
"You don't understand," she says, al
most bursting into tears again. "1 am de
. termined to go over to Ireland, and I will
not go back to New Cavendish street."
For a moment even VMith's ready wit
fails her, and she stands nonplussed be
fore the quiet determination in the girl's
white face. She acconipanie Muriel me
chanically on to the. departure platform,
where, before they have, traversed half its
length, tuey come face to face with Cap
tain Leverson, staring everywhere still
for a possible glimpse of the missing Mu
riel. "How do you do, Captain Leverson?"
exclaims Edith. "How odd thnt yon
should be here also! Really, Muriel, dear,
this is what somebody calls 'a concatena
tion of circumsiaui-es,' iBn't It? You
'know my cousin, Mrs. Eric Llewellyu,
Captain leverson V"
Muriel Ikiws slightly and shrinks; for.
with the best will in the world to keep up
to Miss Cameron's brilliant ideas, Cuptniu
leverson cannot avoid staring a little
wildly, not to say stupidly, and looking
about distractedly for his cue.
"Please don't look so dreadfully aston
ished at meeting us in such a place at such
n hour," Edith pleuds, gaily. "Muriel
chaperons uie, and I take care of Muriel,
and we came here to take care of friends.
And in order to heap coals of fire on your
head. Mrs. Llewellyn and I will wait to
say adieu to you. You are going by this
train. I presume?"
"Yets that is certainly I am!" he
says, at first slowly, and then rapidly and
with great decision. "By-the-by, I must
get my ticket" with an imploring glance,
to say he is out of his depth here, aud
Captain Leverson hurries away.
"Muriel, you musn't you daren't go
now!" says Edith, hurriedly. "Captain
Leverson knows Eric, child! You heard
how I was trying to explain our apiear
ance here without servants or escort!
You would be the cause of most frightful
family trouble and destruction if you at
tempted to go-"
"I shall never tarnish Eric's honor."
she says, slowly, in a low, trembling
voice, and of her own accord she turns
away from the sight of the traiu now
teady to start.
"I shall thank you as you deserve an
other time," Edith murmurs to Captain
Leverson. as she presses his hand, ami
though the guard is actually waiting to
hut the carriage door, he pauses to mur
mur Due .
'I am more tlinn reworded already."
And ih.n the train puffs and shrieks
and glides away, and Edith in the calmest
ir.aiii.er possible, though her heart is
ILi-obbing fast with grateful relief and
ex. iini.eiit, gets into a hansom beside
Muriel, mid they arc driven back to New
Cavendish street, arriving there about
twenty minutes past ten o'clock.
HAi'TER XXVII.
After that evening a perceptible change
-cmes over Muriel; and the shadow thnt
has fallen iiK,n her deepens as it abides,
ns the weeks and months of thnt sad vear
pass auay. and she has been cnlled by
Lnc Llewellyn's name ton months and
more, and it is nearly the anniversary
i ome round to the time when she met him
hrst. and she is sian.ling in the sclf-sniuo
place w here she stood when Miles came to
wyfuily ; announce to her. "Kric is coming
Ht last! She is l,.,et ,.Uilin at Curragh
dene but Miieg h:,s go,... away from the
old home for evermore, nj the autumn
"Ll:i WKIKu'yiird. and Eric Llewellyu is
thousands r.f miles awav. parted, alienat
ed, as far from tier as if the Dark Kivet
rolled between them twain also.
He who Lad been lover and husband in
that brief, brief glimpse of happiness is
neither lover nor friend now, and the tie
that binds him and her has shrunk am'
narrowed into the one loose, cold fetter,
but the fetter is of steeL and naught but
death can break It. Deep down in her
girlish heart there is a passionate love for
him yet existing, In spite of his coldness
and cruel desertion; but her fear of him.
nd a shrinking dread of the ideal she
conjures up for Lim, aro almost equal to
her love.
She doesinot know poor, hapless girl,
how shnul.Arihe? that there is a delis ex
machiuu eV- interposing -ju the shape of
Hester Stateton's cruel 'hands filching
remorseless! I the message of love that
would have Jaddened her ra. cold water
to a thirsty l il." Hettie is so quick and
clever and wi .les such charmingly graphic
letters, and 1
ar Eric" beiiig "quite like
a brother." sh.
has quite tauten upon her
the part of J
ily correspondent, and so
she fills the
saeets of for c??! post
with her ck-ur, inci.,ive, blackly written
raligraphy; reading' uloud all the merry,
witty well-turned sentence, to her aunt:
I provoking smiles aud tears from the
mother's heart; anj omitting a few of
those sentences and interpolations which
are for Eric's benefit and not for his
mother's eyes and ears. She would not
have permitted thnt cleverly sketched tale
of her daughter-in-law's escapade which
Muriel felt obliged to confess to her mother-in-law
in whi h poor Muriel's name
and Captain Lev..rsou's name were un
pleasantly entwined -to be sent to Eric,
and to be read by him with a darkening
brow and a rantjng pain, which settles
into hardness auI numbuess as the wound
heals. But he receives no enlightenment,
fur he seeks none; and Muriel's cold, brief
letters prow rarr as the year passes on;
nud Edith never writes to him.
The year pnsvs on, and the month of
August comes- dull, arid, sultry August,
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"t ripen the grain quickly
Vnough-,-J Parches the aftergrass, and
destroys some '.f the marker-garden crops
altogether, anc when life itself seeuta a
weariness and !ue wheels of existence
drag. Danefield Triory is not a Jocund
nbode at any time as, indeed, ia not to be
expected in a feminine household of the
"upper middle" class under the staid rule
of a prim, elderly matron but in these
silent, sultry, depressing summer dajf t
is almost dreary aud forlorn.
Mrs. Llewellyn Bits pale and silent aud
shivering by her bedroom fire, striving
hard to meet the blow that has fallen on
her as a Christian and a gentlewoman.
She had invested six thousand pounds,
representing all her savings, in foreign
securities, which are now worth little
more than the paper that represents them.
The price is down to something not worth
mentioning. She will lose all but a pitiful
fraction if she sells out; she may lose even
this J she holds the bonds r
LAI irUv uiraflB uailist Hope," these six
months.
No wonder the poor woman shivers and
weeps a little, and reads her Bible dole
fully, and gets small comfort from it. as
doleful and weak-faith Christians always
lo. She rather shrinks from her clever
niece in this time of trouble, and poor
Muriel she peevishly looks upon as only
an increase of responsibility. So she be
wails herself to Edith alone, finding a
balm in even the sunny temper and bright
insouciance that she yet dolefully chides.
"She can't do anything at present,"
Edith says, gravely to Hester. "She is a
irood deal crushed, and we must make
every allowance for her."
"Does that mean that we are to give up
jur 'allowance?' " Hester asks, sharply,
with an angry brow. "For I won't, most
issuredly! Sooner than stand any more
f aunt's stinginess, and pinching, and
saving, I'll go out as a governess, or an
actress, or a telegraph clerk, and earn
my bread!"
"I have got a notable plan in my head.
Hettie, with which I hope yon will help
Tie," Edith says. "Nothing will do aunt
to much good as change of air and scene
change for a good long time and the deli
rious idea that she is saving a little money
by the change at the same time. So s
plan flashed across my mind like a posi
tive inspiration, by which we could all
have change of air and scene, lake and
mountain scenery, too, at a mere nominal
-cut shut up Danefield for six months,
lismiss all the servants but Clarkson and
.is wife, and let him have the sale of the
ruit and vegetables and ten shillings a
veek, as we did when we went to Cannes.
. on know, aud let ns go over to Ireland, to
Curraghdene, Muriel's old home, which
the is longing most passionately to see, as
hose funny Irish people always do long to
cp the country again and again that they
Joii't care to live in at any price. There!
.vhnt do you think of my plan?"
"The very idea Is wretchedness itself !"
Hester says, with much indignant dis
.'ut. "and I should like to kuow the nr
riere pensee that tempts you to exile your
elf from all society in a horrible place
ike that!"
Hut she receives no enlightenment on
his point, and Edith's persistence and
j n rallied good temper bring her off best
n the conflict, and Mrs. Llewellyn dole
fully acquiesces and Muriel is as glad as
he can be of anything just now, and Mr.
Sutton, Sylvester's guardian, is extreme
ly glad at the idea of six months' care
ful tenancy of th empty house left in
H.ninau O'Neil's care. And so, by the
hii-d week in September, Muriel finds
herself in her old home once more, all the
ower and inanimate things unchanged;
ill that made it her homo gone out of it
forever.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
Muriel often goes, in her morbid loneli
iess. to sit leside her brothel's grave in
Derrylossary churchyard she goes there
me still, hazy afternoon, and for the first
iiue Edith accompanies her.
"And do you kuow. Edith," Muriel says,
n wondering tones, as they kneel down
i.v the grassy oblong, with its snowy mar
lie kerbs nd cn""d headstone, on which
tho ler. familiar name, "Miles O tiara,'
mmm tn o-U.m out cruelly distinct, "this
I. tha third time I have found fresh flow-
era Ia Id on dear Miles' grave! Look at
this lovely little cluster of pale, monthly
row. and white ceraniums um t wisn i
knew who it was who loved my darling
so well, and remember him so fondly!
ha crnm with tears.
n.. nnt anch tears as Edith Cameron
beds, as she sinks down and lays her
face and her outstretc-neo arm. u
cold, damp sod. ., ...
"Oh, Muriel! Muriel!" she wails, with
terrible, hopeless pain in her otee, "M
waa me! It was me! I loved him! I
1,.. hi. Kft.i- than all the world D-
u. .ni I .hail inv him till I die!"
S "Oh, Edithl dear Edith!" Muriel says
amazed and trembling, "'"
her, "I never kuew-never drenied ot
this! Mile, never told me." This U said
very wistfully. , ,
"Miles never knew," Edith y-rbrif:
rising from the grave, and
tears. "Mjjea nejqr knew. A wma jss
proud, and too ambitious, and too calcu
lating and mercenary to let him kuow,
though I knew he cared for me. - So you
see, Muriel" and she pushes gently away
her clinging arms "you need not credit
me with any great depth of tenderness,
or constancy. Here lies the only man I
ever loved, or shall love. But I am going
to marry another man for all that. I am
going to marry Captain Leverson as soon
as he is rich enough." She even laughs
harshly at Muriel's shocked eyes and
quivering lips.
"Not without kve. surely?" the young
er girl urges. "Oh, Edith! Not without
love. It is a crime to marry without
lover
"Love!" repeats Edith, drearily. "Love
and tears go together; love and death are
often aide by side; love and woe are
synonymous. What has love done for
you, Muriel? Left you with a blighted
youth and a widowed heart before you are
twenty! And yet you love him?"
- "Yea, Edith," Muriel says, simply and
cfearly. "I love my husband, Eric Llew
ellyn, very dearly."
And then Edith Cameron puts her arms
around the slender figure, trembling with
emotion, draws her into her warm, sister
ly embrace, and kisses her tenderly, while
smiles and tears struggle for the mastery
in her fuce.
"i knew that, my dear little Muriel! 1
knew that from the first," she says, soft
ly, "but I meant to make you confess it!
And I am almost equally sure on the othei
side."
"On Eric's side?" Muriel asks, flushing
deeply, and then paling until her very lips
are cold and white. "He does not love
me, Edith. I know it well."
"I do not question your superior right
to a decision on that point, my dear,"
Edith says, in her careless, graceful way,
"only, if I suggested the possibility of
your being a little mistaken, what pledge
would you demand to prove my word
true?"
"What pledge?" repeats Muriel, and her
heart quickens its beatings. "I don't un
derstand you! What do you know? What
huve you to tell me? Oh, Edith, do tell
ue if you know anything that I don't
know!" she pleuds piteously. "Did he
ever write to you or is he coming home,
or what?"
"He did not write to me, certainly."
Edith says, "nor do I kuow any more than
you do of his inteutions. But I believe,
Muriel, he sent a Tuessage to you which
you have never received,"? message of his
love to you."
"Which I never receive!!" Muriel ex
claims, her eyes gleaming.' "Who kept
my husband's message from pie?'
"That I cannot tell you, fr I do not
know," Edith answers, briefly,. "but there
wui t a friend of mine at Cirl"Hbdeiie
this evf.nnlr-Sd you shall henV hat be
has to lell you. Mine would be uTiry m?u
say evidence, so I would rather say no
more.1'
Qu1y tell me one thing," poor Muriel
P,ea.da, with childish entreaty, hardly
bl'd to believe her sense, in the miugled
Pain and pleasure of Edith's news, "is
tDis person who is to tell me' a friend
? Eric's ?"
05?
I "Certainly he is," Edith says, with
. "And of yours, Edith?"
"I trust so," she answers, coldly -and
gravely, and the smile fades, "since he is
the man I am going to marry.
"Captain Leverson!" repeat. Muriel, in
an accent of disappointment. "I thought
I hoped it was some one who bad sceu
Eric lately."
"It ia Captain Leverson, Edith re
peats. "Aud, by the way, Muriel," she
asks, playfully, turning the conversation,
"when are you going to treat yourself tu
a jacket, you little miser?
"Not this winter," Muriel says, winc
ing a little In girlish discomfort, though
he trie, to speak unconcernedly.
"Why, dear?" urges Edith, looking
amazed. "Yon have plenty of money, and
you could get a nice one for thirty-five
guineas.
"No; I cannot afford one this winter,
repeats Muriel. "I am sorry if I look
shabby; but I really cannot spend thirty-
five guineas on a new Jacket.
"Because you have given all your hus
band's generous allowance to yon into bit
mother's hands, disdaining, in your pride
and unforgiving temper, to be beholden to
him, says Edith, coolly, and because
you gave Hester Stapleton a hundred
pounds to gratify her vanity and self-as
sertion; you are so foolishly generous and
childishly desirous of pleasing people r
"How do you know?" asks Muriel
flushing scarlet and looking troubled.
"By a process of induction, my dear,"
Edith answers, dryly.
(To be continued.)
Manna In the Wilderness.
On the great deserts of Siberia, and
In parts of the African Sahara, a gray.
eatable lichen grows In Immense quan
tities. It Is known as the manna lichen.
Its chief peculiarity is that it has little
or no adhesion to the soil, and so Is
carried away in masses by the first
strong wind. During the siege of Herat,
when famlue was devastating the city-
clouds of this uianna lichen began tu
fall like rain, saving many from tke
pangs of hunger. No doubt it had bceu
carried into the upper air by a wind
storm. The natives of the Siberian
steppes call this lichen "earth bread.'
and both themselves and tbelr cattle
eat It. It ia for human consumption
boiled like reindeer moss, with broth or
milk, or ground and mixed with flour
for bread.
NEWS FROM SOUTH AFRICA.
The Rhodesian Times.
The Civil Coimiiis-sioiierfrom the cape
has sent a certain to nine for the destruc
tion of locusts, and its success has been
such that niggers have come as far as
fifty miles to get the "n.outee." Not
only so, but they declare that M'linio
told them that the white man had
broucht the locusts, and that as now he is
combating the plague they are willing he
should stay.
At public auction on Saturday and
Wednesday last cows averaged 31. and
oxen 25. Wagons with donkey spans
fetched from 255 to 3U5. Three wagons
with spans of oxen reliazed 30ti,
ft'sl and C25 respectively.
The question of the discretionarv pow
er of magistrates to order the punish
ment of the lash arose in connection
with the review and quashing of a sen
tence of thirty lashes imposed by the
magistrate at Ruluwayo upon a man des
ignated John Goodman, for theft, Good
man having been previously convicted
of drunkenness. Mr. Justice Wa'er
meyer said that the Magistrate had
wired him that magistrates by being uo
barred from inflicting laches were pro
hibited from imposing the only eflk-a-cions
penaltr for offences by natives
tbaf they had. The Justice said the case
mentioned showed how dangerous it was
to give magistrates the power referred
to,. The man convicted might have lieen
a white man, or at any rate a civilized
ntitive. He would not confirm sentence
of- lashes unless the prisoner was an old
ofender and convicted previously of
su ni'ar crimes.
The man who never makes any blunder
i a very clever niece of machinery-
that's all.
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Men. Longest Ntajht.
During Dr. Nansen's Arctic Journey
his ship, the Fram, remained for five
and a half mouths, from Oct. 8, 18tio.
until March 24, lWMi, out of sight of the
sun. "This," Dr. H. R. Mill, the En
glish geographer, remarks, "was the
longest and darkest r.lgbt ever expo
rienced by man."
Fast Trains.
According to a European authority,
ouly two regular express trains on the
coutiuejot of Europe, one runuiog from
Paris to Nice aud the other from Os
teud through Germany to the Russian
frontier at Eydtkuhueu, average so
much as thirty-eight and a half miles
per hour. The same authority esti
mate: the average express speed be
tween New York and Chicago at about
forty-eight and a third miles per hour,
almost ten inllea faster than the best
European time.
Insect. tn.ea
Darwin and other naturalists have
believed that the bright colors of flow
era serve to attract lu-secta. Prof. I'lu
teau of Ghent disagrees with this opin
ion, and thinks that the sense of smell
Is the one chiefly concerned in causLng
lu sects to frequent certain flowers. He
finds that the removal of the brilliant
petals of flowers to which Insects are
accustomed to resort does not decrease
the frequency of their visits, and on the
other band, that wueu honey is placed
on flowers which are naturally scent
less. Itisects immediately begin to flock
to thein.
Wh.le-KIIHnK with KlectricltT.
A Canadian sea-captain has Invented
an apparatus with which he thinks
whales can be killed by electric shock.
A harpoon Is fixed at the end of a long
metallic cable, propuriy Insulated, aud
which serves In place1 of the usual rope.
Tbroncb ht c-i . Pji'ar
jorrent
of lUHHJyJ
of a dyuaino
The invent
-would te aoits
would receive
entered its side,
Vluhtla
T. Im eLrl
1"? i. suxT..kis: 1 i-ki. j
iur is U'Uiojl acoiaug.
Trades Gazette, the King of
rives a considerable revenue
license fet- exacted for the
etbv
e prlvtvire
of keeping fighting fish. The fish are
described aa being long and slender,
"not thicker than a child's finger," aud
very ferocious. The moment they are
placed together la a vessel of water
they dart at one another, and the on
lookers become so excited over the con
test that they wager anything they
have at baud on the success of their
favorite fish.
Bursting SteeL
An experiment which demonstrated
die capacity of steel to endure greater
pressure than the hardest stone was
recently made at Vienna. Corundum
was chosen for the 'stone, and small
cubes of both - jbstanees were placed
under pressure. A weight of six tons
smashed the corundum, but forty-two
tons were required to crush the steel.
When the steel did give way, the ef
fects are described as most remarka
ble. With a loud explosion, the metal
flew Into powder, and 1U sparks are
said to have bored minute holes In the
"rushing machine.
The Indiana' Pip. Qn.rrr.
Im Southwestern Mluuesota la a cele
brated quarry where the Indiana have
for centuries obtained a soft red stone
out of which they carve pipes. The
quarry belongs to the Sioux, to whom it
was ceded by the United States Gov
ernment forty years ago. Mr. A. H.
Gottschall says this Is the only place
In America, and probably In the world,
where this particular kind of atone is
found. Many tribes of the red men
formerly resorted to the quarry, and
the plpeetone seems to have been an ar
ticle of commerce among them, for It
has been found In Indian graves scat
tered all the way from the Great Lakes
to the Gulf of Mexico. It has also been
found aa far west as the Rocky mous
tains, and In British America.
Klectric hlcvrle Lltrht.
A St. Louis Inventor has patented a
device by means of which a bicycle
rider may furnish himself with an elec
tric headlight, the necessary current
Itelng generated by the revolution ef
the wheels of the machine. A governor
Is provided which keeps the current
substantially uniform, so that the light
does not die out If the speed is reduced,
or blaze too brilliantly when the speed
Is increased. By throwing the shaft
that rotates the armature Into gear as
darkness comes on, the wheelman at
once provides himself with a light; but
of course he has to work for It. as It, Is
his own muscles that form the source
of the energy from which the electric
current is developed.
Courtesy a Duty.
While admitting a tendency on the
port of many women to accept all cour
tesies from the opposite sex as a right
some of the statements made under this
head have been greatly exaggerated.
It has beeu said that women habitually
accept an offered seat in a public con
veyance without thanks. That some
women are thus discourteous, It Is true;
but the cases aite exceptional. There
is another aide to the story, as there
Is to most stories. There are. ways of of
fering a seat which hopelessly preclude
thanks, and may expose the recipient
of the attention. If attention it can be
termed, to misconstruction. It la not
uncommon to see a man, after silently
enduring a struggle between his de
sire to remain at hla'ease and that lu
nate chivalry which la his heritage,
rise hastily, and with a sort of injured
air, take bis place on the platform.
(Sometimes he la apeechl ess; at other
he gruflly i-etnarks: "Seat, ladyr ana
does not so much as look at her In pass
ing. The weary shopper sinks Into the
abandoned resting place with thanks
In her heart, though she has no oppor
tunity of offering them In Words, and
as he doea not glance In Rt direction,
she cannot even look her gratitude.
Thore is another way of offering a
scat which very properly precludes ac
knowledgment A man retains his place
until he reaches his destination; then,
when he has no further use for It. ha
offers It with an air of great civility
to some lady standing near. Suck a
civility deserves no thanks at alL HI
Information, which Is really all he
gives. Is useless. She knowa that he
roust take his body with him when ha
departs, and thus leave a vacancy. If
more than one woman Is standing, he
has no right to designate which one
shall profit by bit absence. He Is not
eutitled to thanks, and It la Jut that
they should be withheld.
Wonderful In N'aja. Only.
American nomenclature la a never
ending source of surprise and amuse
ment to foreigners. The last time
Sarah Bernhardt was over here she
was driven nearly Into hysterics by a
telegram from Kalamazoo. She Insist
ed tliat uo place ever bad such a name
and believed that the telegram was a
Joke. Wheu the location of that pretty
Michigan town was pointed out to her
on the map and her attention was also
called to Kankakee and Oshkosh be
astonishment knew no bounds.
Tennessee alone has enough freak
towns to stock a geographical museum.
Think of A. B. C. Dull. Leap Year,
Limbs, Only, U Bet and Calf Killer.
Ohio has a little town called AL
This probably should bead the list, but
greater freaks may be found farther
down the alphabetical list Bumble
Bee la in Arizona and Bird in Hand
In Pennsylvania, Chromo is in Colora
do, and New Jersey claims Comical
Corners.
Nebraska once bad a town known as
Dead Horse. Its name was changed
to Live Horse and finaliy was metamor
phosed to Rose Dale.
Heaven is in Texas, Credit In Idaho,
Yuba Dam In California. Funny Louis
Is a Louisiana town. Looneyvllle Is In
New York. O. K. Is a blue grass ham
let Nine Times Is In South Carolina.
Not Is In Missouri and Overalls 1
Pennsylvania.
These, however, are no more peculiar
Moral, O. T.; Pay Up, Ga.;
fev"
north-v
Ing daj .
stage In vy
which there tfca
ana nimseir, wa.
highwayman.
The old gentleman
asleep, but Shuter resolv
with him. Accordingly, whenV., "'I
wayman presented his pistol anox Ai
inanded Shuter to deliver his mon
instantly or he was a dead ma he re
turned: "Money!" with an Idiotic shrug and
a countenance iuexpressibly vacant.
"Oh, lor, sir, they never trust me with
any, for uncle here always pays for
me, turnpikes and all, your honor V
Upon which the highwayman gave
him a few curses for his stupidity, com
plimented the old gentleman with a
smart slap on the face to awaken him,
and robbed htm of every shilling h
bad in bis pocket while Shuter, who
did not lose a single farthing, with
great satisfaction and merriment pur
sued his journey, laughing heartily a
his fellow traveler.
Ancient Graves.
. Two graves of the form called "hip"
shaped ones, dating from the early iron
age, have been discovered near Aal
borg. In Jutland, similar graves hav
ing only been once before encountered
In Denmark. Tbey are built of stones
in the form of a ship, the calcined ash
es of the body being strewn at the bot
tom. Further, nine skeletons from the lam
lion uge have been found near Freder
ickshavn, the size of the bones 'ndicat
ing that they were persons of small
stature. In addition, four smooth
rings of bronze, having, no doubt,
formed a necklet have been dug out
of a peat bog iu the same locality.
A runic stone of great Interest has
been discovered at Klnueculia, in West
Uothla, Swialen, having hitherto been
covered with turf. The portion un
covered represents some whips, the fig
ures of two men, a great number of
saucer-shaped cavities, wueele, rings,
and so forth, engraven on the rock, bnt
there appears to be a great many more
tdgns below. The crown has taken pos
session of It and a careful survey is
betug made.
No New Woman for Him.
Mrs. Treetop I believe I'll let yo
get me a bottle of this medicine.
Uncle Treetop (looking over the tes
timonials) Not much! Oue of these
critters says after she took a bottle she
felt like a new woman. '
One Advantaa-e of Economy.
Mr. Thompson Our neighbor Borax
was shot at by a burglar, and the bul
let lodged in bis purse. '
Mrs. Thompson What of it?
Mr. Thompson Nothing; only I was
thinking bis wife must be very econom
ical. A bullet would g 3 right through
mine. Ttt-Blta.
Held at Bar.
"How are you managing to keep the
wolf from the door. Hotly?"
"With a shotgun. Three of my cred
itors are tattooed with bird shot now."
Detroit' Free Press.
Hut Have.
Professor You disturbed, my lectori)
yesterday by loud talkuj'
Student Impossible.
Professor But I heard
Stuaent Tben I must h VaUced im
alasu FuegtMe
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Farm Notes.
The Missouri Station recokimends tha
following remedy fur the Sau Jose scale:
Geuuiue whale-oil soap dissolved in water
iu the proportion of two pounds of soap to
oue gullou of water. Apply thoroughly
by means of force-pump aud spray -nozzle.
Give the trees a good drenching on all
ides and repeal if it raius within a week
thereafter. Apply in fall just after the
leaves fall and before the scales becou.e
bard, aud again iu spriug just before the
trees begin to leaf out. "
It is only wheu used in large amounts
as a pickle that salt retards decay. Used
in small amounts on either animal or veg
etable matter, with enough water to dis
solve it, salt wili always hasten decompo
sition. For this reason it is an excellent
plan to use it wherever it is desired to
have manures set more quickly. A little
sprinkled over manure heap with water
enough tu v ash it down will set it to fer
meutiug. t will do the same when a
tough sod lias been plowed under which
it is necessary to rot quickly.
Swine increase so rapidly and reach
maturity so quickly that the intelligent
breeder can rectify mistakes and breed
out faults in several generations of hogs,
while the horse or cattle breeder is wait
ing through years of patience to see the
result of a single cross. The best show
pig may come from the smallest sow in
the herd; but is is not safe, as a rule, to
select breeders from that class. We want
the most size in the shortest time, aud we
can safely forego a little of the fattening
tendency provided we secure in the pros
pective breeder rangincss aud a teudeucy
to growth.
.
t is surprising how soon young pigs
will begin lo eat with the sow or drink
niil.t if placed where the pigs, but not
the sow, cau have access to it. As sim.ii as
pigs show a disposition to eat there should
be a separate place provided where
they can be fed by themselves, and run
back and forth to the dam. This plan
tides over the check most litters will re
ceive when the litter needs more nourish
ment than the dam can supply, and as a
consequence some are half starved.
The value of wool depends very much
on its quality, its fineness, evenness,
strength and length of staple, says Anier
Sheep itreeder, and these characteris
tics are very carefully looked into by
the buyer. It goes without saying that
as the ti vce is a iatt of the animal it is
quite as deendant uHn the feeding as
any other part of it is. That is to say, the
i i i i r t I 1
wool Deiug uei i eu 1 oiii i ut: i unit uj
general nutrition of the sheep, aud failure
T .1. : . l. an
la I uesc is t
hese is immediately marked by an
valent loss of quality of it.
equi
The kind of feed that fattens which in
this country is chiefly cornouyht never
to be given to sows Is-aring pigs. Oats or
fine wheat, mill feed, will furnish the
same nutrition, but these niust be given
only moderately. The l.ncer bulk of
food should be given in the form that will
best promote digestion, which, in our ex
perience is either beets or tuini. Tlie
ffiruier the sows are very fond of it. but as
' ..v.-. .j.rysiinie sut-ar it is better to
ving ine ueei
lu - - '
horsi.
man uitv
manage the-v.
is destroycdSv .-
cult to turn two,'"'
the end of the i
is best adapted to
rows are loug. But"S. .
heavy plowing do nesi V
as will two horses. No
cheap it is the farmer's iV-
ever before to inuke hofVv
dish all it will, with as re
of the much more expensiv
It will not be long beforOv w
will put in an appearance. It n
easily destroyed when it first appear 1
if it becomes well rooted it lakes full.
session of the ground. It must be fought
early and often if it is to be exterminated
It is not a problem to estimate how
much a cow should be fed each day, pro
vided the owner thoroughly uuderswt
the conditions and knows the characteris
tics of each animal; heue all rules given
in tables for that purpose are useful only
to a certain extent. It is a rule to feed
according to the live weight of the animal
but practical results prove that large ani
mal mav consume less than smaller one.
and that' cows differ in their preferences
for food of various kinds. It is a safe
rule to follow, however, in allowing food
to consider the production of each animal
and allow accordingly-. Nothing is gained
by saving in the food if it can be convert
ed into milk and butter. When a. cow is
doing om1 work at the pail she should
have an abundance of all that she will eat.
Plant string beans every month until
the season is over, as they grow rapidly
and are not difficult to secure. INieS may
also be had in succession until well into
tha suniino- if frequent plantings are
made, and the work of so doing takes but
little time.
From Time lmiiieM"r..
Perhaps one of the most singular uses
to which glass has beeu put is oue
which has lusted almost without inter
ruption from the first making to the
present day. The Phoenicians, who
were the great commercial people of
thut age, scoured the known and much
of the unknown world, in their trading
ressels. The African coast was regu
larly visited, and for the use of the Ig
norant natives glass beads were made.
Some of the same beads then used, and
known to us as "aggry"' beads, have
ben found among the Asliantees and
other natives of the Gold Coast of Afri
ca. Similar beads for the same use are
now made in Venice, and It is said that
there are exported from that city every
year thousands of dollars' worth of
them of various sorts.
Jnat Between Frlenda.
Miss Older Men must be growing
more polite. I get seats in street cars
much oftener than I did a few years
ago. . .
.Miss Cutting Well, It's a mighty
menu iiinu Unit will let an old lady
stjiuil New York Journal
If we would be happy, we should rpen
our ears when among the good and shut
them when among the bad.
Better the sweet kinship of ain than
selfish enjoyment; better the sorrow bora
from sympathy than the ease nf indiffer
nee. The man who spends all his evenings at
home never has to spera any of his time
in jail. ,
REV. DR. TALMAGE
Tha Balnea Dtvtaa'e
Improvidence autl Alcoholism ArralrneA
Moat Overpowering- Euriuy of the
Working People Is Strong Orliik A
Jlea for Earnest C'bristlan Frntleuce.
Text: "He that earneth wagas earneth
Wages to put into a bag with holes." Hag
gal i, 6.
In Persia, under the reign of Darius
Hystaspes, the people did not prosper.
They made money, but did not keep It.
They were likn people who have a sack in
which they put money, not knowing that
the sack is torn or eaten of moths, or in
some way made incapable of holding valu
ables. As fast as the coin was put in one
end of the sack it dropped out of the oth
er. It made no difference bow much
wages they got, for they lost them. "He
that earneth wages earneth wages to put it
into a bag with holes."
What has become of the billions and
billions of dollars in this country paid to
the working classes? Some of these mon
eys have goue for house reut, or the
purchase of homesteads, or wardrobe, or
family expenses, or the necessities of life,
or to provide comforts in old age. What
has become of other billions? Wasted in
foolish outlay. Wasted at tha gaming ta
ble. Wasted iu intoxicants. Put into a
bag with 100 holes.
Gather up the money that the working
classes have spent for driuk during the last
thirty years, aud I will build for every
workiugman a bouse and lay out for him a
garden, and clothe his sous in broadcloth
and his daughters In silks, and place at bis
front door a prancing span of sorrels or
bays, and secure him a policy of life insur
ance, so that the present home may be well
maintained after he is dead. The most per
sistent, most overpowering enemy of the
working classes is intoxicating liquor. It
Is the anarchist of the centuri.-s and has
boycotted and is now boycotting the body
and mind and soul of American labor. It
Is to it a worse foe than monopoly and
worse than associated capital.
It annually swindles industry out of a
large percentage of earnings. It holds out
Us blastiugs solicitations to the mechanic
or operative on his way to work, and at the
noon spell, and on his way home at even
tide; on Saturday, when the wages are paid,
it snatches a large part of the money that
might come into the family and sacrifices it
among the saloou keepers. Stand the sa
loons of this country side by side, aud it is
carefully estimated that they would reach
from New York to Chicago. "Forward,
march," says the drink power, "aud take
possession of the American Nation."
The drink business is pouring its vitriolic
and damuable litpiids down the throats of
hundreds of tliousauds of laborers, and
while the ordinary strikes are ruinous both
to employers and employees, I proclaim a
strike universal against strong drink,
Which, if kept up, will be the relief of the
working classes and the salvation of the
Nation. 1 will undertake to say that there
is not a healthy laborer iu the United States
who within the next ten yean, if he will re
fuse all intoxicating beverages aud be sav-
may not ueeome a capitalist on a small
Our country in a year speuds il,-
iior iinuit. u: course tua-orK
great deal of this
atisti.pw VJ
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their own fault. They might
ueeu well off, but they smoked or
chewed up their earnings, or they lived be
yond their means, while others ou the same
Wages aud ou the same salaries went on to
competency. I kuow a man who is all the
time complaiuiug of his poverty and crying
out against rich men while he himself keeps
two dogs and chews and smokes and is full
to the ubin with whisky and beer. Wilkins
Micawber said to David Copperfleld: "Cop
perfleid, my boy, 1 income, expenses, 20s.
id.; result, misery. But, Copper field, my
boy, 1 Income; expenses, IDs. 6d.; result,
happiness." But, O workingman, take
your morning dram, and your noon drain,
and your (evening dram, and spend every
thing you have over for tobacco aud excur
sions, and you insure poverty for yourself
and your children foreverl i
If by some generous fiat of thJ capi
talists of this country or by a new law of
the Government of the United ritates
twenty-tive per cent, or fifty per cent, or
100 per cent, were added to the wa4es of
the working classes of America, it vVould
be no advantage to hundreds of thousands
of them unless they stopped strong di ink.
Aye, until they quit that evil habit the raore
money the more ruin, the more wages the
more holes in the bag.
My plea is to those working people who
are in a discipleship to the whisky bottle,
the beer jug and the wine flask. And what
I say to them will not be more appropriate
to the working classes tuan4o the business
classes and the literary classes and the pro
fessional classes and all classes, and :aot
with the people of one age more than of all
ages. Take one good square look at tbe
suffering of the man whom strong drink
has enthralled and remember that toward
that goal multitudes are running. Tle
disciple of alcoholism suffers the loss Of
self respect. Just as soon as a mail
wakes up and finds that he is the caj '
tive of strong drink, he feels demeaned1.
I do not care how recklessly be acts. H.
may say, "1 don't care;" he does care;
He cannot look a pure man In the eye un
less it is with positive force of resolution.
Three-fourths of his nature is destroyed;
his self-respect is gone; he says things he
would not otherwise say; he does things
he would not otherwise do. When a man
is nine-tenths gone with strong drink, the
first thing he wants to do is to persuade
yon that he can stop any time he wants to.
He cannot. The Philistines have bound
him hand Rnd foot, and shorn his locks.and
put out his eyes, and are making him grind
in the mill of a great horror. He cannot
stop. I will prove it. He kuows that his
course is bringing ruin upon himself. He
loves himself. It he could stop, he would.
He knows his course Is brino-ino ruin uoon
his family. He loves them. He would stop
If he could. He cannot, remaps ne could
three months or a year ago; not now. Just
ask him to stop for a month. Be caanot
he knows he cannot, so he does not try.
God only knows what the drunkard
suffers. Fain flies on every nerve, and
travels every mnsole. and gnaws every
bone, and burns with every flame, anil
stings with every poison, and pulls at him
With every torture. What reptiles crawl
over his sleeping limbs. What fiends stand
by his midnight pillow. What groans tear
his ear. What horrors shiver through his
soul. Talr of the rack, talk of the inquisi
tion, talk of the funeral pyre, talk of the
crushing Juggernaut he feels them all at
once. Have you ever been in the ward of
the hospital where these inebriates are dy
ing, the stench of their wounds driving
back the attendants, their voices sounding
through the night? The keener comes up
aud says: "Hush, now he still. Stop mak
ing all this noise." But it is effectual ouly
for a moment, for as soon as the keeper is
gone they begin again: "U Uodl O God!
Help! Help! Drink! Give me drink! Help!
Take them off me! Take tuem off me! O
O God!" And then they shriek, and they
rave, and they pluck out their hair by
handfuls and bite their nails into the quick,
and then they groan, and they shriek, and
they blaspheme, and they ask the ktepers to
kill them "Stab me! Smother met
Strangle mel Take the devils off me!" Oh,
it is no fancy sketch. That thing is going
on now all up and down the land, and I
tell you further that this is going to be tha
death that some of you will-die. I know
it. I see It coming.
Again the Inebriate suffers through the
loss of home. 1 do not care how much he
loves his wife and children, if this passion
for strong drink has mastered him be will -do
the most outrageous things, and if he
could not get drink in any other way he
would sell his family into eternal bondage.
How many homes have beeu broken up in
that way no one but God knows. Oh, is
there anything that will so destroy a man
for this life aud damn him for the life that
is to come? lio not tell me that a man can
be happy when he knows that he is break
ing his wife's heart and clothing his chil
dren with rags. Why. th.re are on the
roads and streets of this bind to-day little
children, barefooted, unwashed and un
kempt, waut ou every pnteb of their faded
dress and on every wrinkle of their pre
maturely old countenances, who would
have been iu churehes to-day and as well
clad as you are but for the fact that rum
destroyed their parents and drove them
into the grave, tin, rum, thou foe of God,
thou despoiler of homes, thou recruiting
officer of the pit, I hate thee.
But my subject takes a deeper tone, and
that is that the unfortunate of whom I
speak suffers from the loss of the soul. The
liible intimates that in the future world, if
we are unforgiveu here, our bad passions
and appetites, unrestrained, will go along
with us and make our torment there. Ho
that, I suppose, when an inebriate wakes
up ill that world he will feel an Inllnite
thir-t consuming him. Now, down in' this
world, although he mav have been very
poor, he could beg or he could steal five
cents with which to get that which would
slake his thirst for a little while, but in
(eternity where is the rum to come from?
Oh, the deep, exhaiistintfj.exasperating,
everlasting thirst of tne druiiKSfif-ln.
Why, if a llend came up to earth for
infernal work iu a grogshop and tthou
hack taking ou its wlug just one ilr
that for which the Inebriate iu the
world longs, what, excitement won
inake there! Put that one drop froi
the Hend's wing ou the tip of the tougi.
the destroyed inebriate, let tli li.
brightness just tou.-h it, let the .Jr... :
very small, if it only have iu it the si'
of alcoholic drink; let that drop just
the lost Inebriate in the hot world, i
would spriug to his feet ami erv: '
ruin, aha! That is rum!" And i
wake up the echoes of the damned:
me rum! Give ine rum! Give, n
In the future world I do not heliev
will be the ab
e of God that v
the drunkar
will be the ijf
"row. I do not
of light. I C
the absenee -
ire that it
a i,
I tie abeaaaaw- ''
, Tano.
e on the
ead march of
ihe very glance
ould make you shudder.
..vr of the liouor would make vou
mink of the blood of the soul, and the foam
on the top of the cup would remind you of
tne Irotn on tne maniacs lip, aud you
would kneel down aud pray God that,
rather than your children should become
captives of this evil habit, you would like
to carry them out some bright spring duy
to the cemetery aud put them away to the
last sleep, until at the call of the south
wind the flowers would come up all over
the grave sweet prophecies of the resur
rection. God has a balm for sueh a 7ouu I,
but what flower of comfort ever grew ou a
drunkard's sepulcher?
MARK TWAIN AND THE FRIENDLY
COMPOSITOR.
From the Chicago Times Herald.
It is a Denver newspaper tradition
that the funniest bit of jouruaistic work
ever done by Mark Twain was sfra-slcd
by a too friendly proofreader. Mark
was given an assignment lo write up the
opening of a saloon quite a noteworthy
event in those, days in the Colorado town.
He thought it nould be funny to make
his account of the festivities bear silent
witness to the potency of the free re
fiei'liinents disK-used. The article began"
soberly enough, bnt soon the diction be
came misty, then the i.pellinc prew con
fused, and timillv the whole thing
degenerated into a maudlin, incoherent o
eulogy of the saloon keejier.
It was funny. Mark read it over and
laughed until he cried. But the next
morning when he eagerly scanned the
paper he could not tiinl his work. In an
obscure corner he saw a two line item
stating that "the Alcazar saloon was
opened with appropriate festivities last
night." That was ail.
He rushed down to the office and in
quired about bis article. The managing
editor knew nothing about it. Th city
editor couldn't tell what had become of
it. The foreman said he hadn't een it.
As Mark was snorting about "the out
rage," and was running about the office
trying to get track of the niisiug"copy "
a proofreader slyly nudged him and said,
confidentially: "Vou owe me a cigar." .
"How is that?" inquired the humorist.
"I've earned it," was the reply. "I
) saved your job for you last ni'-'ht. May
be vou don't know how the old man here
ucels about such things, but he won t
have it if he finds it out. He fired three
men since I've been here just that way."
"Just what way?"
; "Why, just as you
ou were last night, you
know. Your stuff wouldn't do at all. It
vas simply awful. I knew if the old
nian saw it you were gone, so I fixed it
up myself."
lonie say that the ate of chivalry is
9st The ace of chivalry is never past so
og as there is a wrong left unredressed
oniearth, or a man or a woman left to say,
"II will redress that wrong, or spend my
life in the at mpt."
If people will only spend their time in
doit'J their duty in this world. Heaven,
ell. and hereafter will take care ot
selves
udgerv Is as necessarv to call out the
ures of the mind a harrowing and
ing those of tt e earth.
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