SULLIVAN *JlitS§l REPUBLICAN.
W. M, CHENEY, Publisher.
VOL. XI.
112 The London Times would have all
foreign live cattle excluded from Qreat
Britain.
I A number of the finest coaching
teams in and about Paris belong to
.American amateurs.
They do not seem to stop at large
thing out West. An irrigation canal in
Utah and Idaho will irrigate 100,000
acres of land.
Henry H. Powler, President of the
Local Board of London, says that no
quarantine would keep out cholera un
less it should be strict enough to ruin
commerce.
Tho Pennsylvania Agriculture College
has annouueed a short winter course in
agriculture. This is especially designed
for farmers' sons who desire to obtain
knowledge regarding the sciences that
underlie agriculture.
The salary of Ihe Prince of Wales is
$200,000 per year; Duke of Connaught,
$125,000; Duke of Edinburgh, $125,-
000, and the Duke of Cambridge, the
Queen's cousin, SOO,OOO. The royal
family costs British taxpayers $40,00j a
week.
The Touristen Z'jitung publishes a list
of all the accidents in the Alps during
the season of 1892. The total number
of fatal accidents was only thirty-two.
Of these, twenty-six occurred in the case
of ascents that were undertaken without
guides.
A wonderful improvement has been
made in the varieties of tomatoes during
the last five years. They are now smooth
on the surface, and are very solid com
pared with old varieties. If improve
ment progresses as rapidly in the future
as in the past with tomatoes the Chicago
Times predicts that they will at some
day contain but few seeds and be as
solid fieshed as apples.
Congressman Outhwaite, of Ohio, ad
dressed a letter to the State Bankeri' As
sociation, asking them to adopt a reso
lution petitioning for the replacement of
mutilated and soiled paper money by
new issue. He calls attention to the
discovery of disease baccilli on such
money and of medical scienco
that infectious diseases are imported in
thii way. In view of the threatened
epidemic of cholera, ho thinks imme
diate action of Congress necessary.
"Some day," predicts tho Boston
Transcript, "stock raisers will turn their
attention to the common donkey, and
with a few generations of liberal feed
ing, careful groomiDg and judgment in
selection, will raise a breed that for all
draught and carrying purposes will be
superior to cither horse or mule. The
hoofs of the donkey seem absolutely in
capable of lameness, his endurance is
without parallel save in the enmel, and
with good treatment there is no reason
why the size of the breed should not be
greatly increased. The donkey has a
bad name, but ages of ill treatment have
giveu him a bad temper, which can be
overcome only by kindness.
The official reports forwarded by
Colonel Dodds, the commander of the
French forces in Dahomey, ascribe new
terrors to the new explosive, melinite.
He says that the wounds indicted by the
bursting of a shell charge! with this
compound are especially severe, while
the gases which follow the discharge are
so mephitic that not only the euomy but
the attacking troops arj likely to be
overcome by them. When he shelled
the Dahomeyan stronghold at Sibovi,
the place was reduced to a dust heap in
an hour, but the vapors that arose from
the ruins were so noxious that he was
compelled to order his troops to retreat
to the distance of half a mile, iu order to
avoid the danger ol suffocation. In the
warefare of the future, remarks the New
York Post, possibly, armies will fight
each other with discharges of chemicals
instead of shot and shell.
Mexico is progressing. Tue natives
played American baseball all summer,
and now the skating rink has reached
them. The City of Mexico newspaper,
Two Republics, says: " 'Skating in the
rink' is becoming a popular pastime, al
though introduced here only a few
months since. The old rink near the
Y. M. C. A rooms continues to draw
crowds every night, and on the special
'ladies' nights' it is as full as on the or
dinary nights. Many young ladies of the
leading families may be seen there
whirling around the hall ou tho skates
and all merry and contented. In the
new rink in Hospital Real street, just be
yond the Hotel JarJin, tho attendance is
great, and both sexes patronize the ex
ercise and enjoy themselves as they rush
and mingle in the whirl. On Sunday,
from 10 to 1 o'clock in the day, there
was a special 'skating party of the elite in
tbe old rink,for which special invitations
had been issued, and the hall was
crowded."
CHRISTMAS.
Oh, the glorious Christmas weather, when
all hearts keep time together.
And We never have a feeling that is not
serene and bright;
When the snow is falling, falling, and the
sound of coasters calling
To their fellows on the hillside echoes
clearly through the night.
Bow the sleighbells tingle, tingle, while the
snow goes crinkle, crinkle.
And the furs and robes about us hardly
serve to keep us warm;
And our feet and fingers tingle to the music
and tbe jingle,
As we drive on swiftly homeward through
the thick flying storm.
How the lights shine out to meet us; how the
dogs rush out to greet us.
As we draw up at the gateway; and the
horses, in a steam,
Stand there restless, stamping, stamping in
tbe drifting snow, and clamping
At their bit?, impatient of us—like the
shadows in a dream.
How the blazing hickory fire flashes higher,
higher, higher,
As we pile the wood upon it and draw
closer all around;
And the cracking and the snapping of the
logs, like wood-gnomes rapping
For release from out their prisons, has a
weird and wintry sound.
Ob, the warmth and love within there! Ob,
tbe stories that we spin there
To tho children, of the goblins who live
out in all the snow;
Anu at. length we leave the fablo, and recall
the lowly stable
Where the King of Love was lying many
centuries ago.
Till, as we all sat there thinking, little eyes
with sleep are blinking,
And the old clock in tbe hallway tells of
Christmas come again;
And the whole white earth rejoices as we
hear tho angel voices
Sing again tbe old, old story: "Peace on
earth, good will to men."
Then to wake up at the dawning of a glori
ous Christmas morning,
To find everybody happy with the warmth
of Christmas cheer.
Ah, when love is such a feeling, all our bet
ter selves revealing,
Let us dwell in love forever and have
Christmas all the year.
—James G. Burnett.
THE CHRISTMAS PIKE.
BY MISS L. V. BULLOCK- WEBSTEK.
M THERE shall I go for
\/W Christmas," was a
y y question ,that much
CgMggjZll ,- disturbed my mind
last year; for I had
a great many iDvita-
I ■ i|~T| tions.and only a few
dajs to spare. I par
ticularly wanted to
be back for the big
HidS-y-r-jVy dance at The Haw
thorns, and with open weather, and
four good horse? in the stable, I
grudged missing even oneday's hunt
ing. Still a bachelor's hunting
box, seven miles from anywhere,
was not exactly my idea of tho place to
Christmas in; so I turned over iu my
mind the merits and demerits of my
various friends' establishments, but
could not come to tiny conclusion as to
which I intended to honor with my
presence.
Tbe evening post settled the matter
for me.
"The very place," I cried, when just
as I bad finished dinner the maid
brought in a letter from my old chum,
Langham Carter, who was home on a
six months' furlough flora India. He
and I had been close friends at school,
but we had not met again until one win
ter when I went out to India for some
tiger and big game shooting. We were
both staying with Sanderson, at Mysore,
and good sport we had. He showed us
how to catch elephants, as only he knows
how, and put me in the way of bagging
ray first tiger.
"What lun it was I and what a good
sort old George Sanderson is—very few
like him, worse luck, 1 ' I mused, as
Langham's letter recalled that jolly time
winch we had spent together.
"Dear Frank," his note ran,"l am
going down to The Moat for Christmas
and I hope you'll come, too. You can
have a good mount on any of the dad's
horses—they are all your sort, well bred
and good performers. If you bring a rod
you can catch pikes galore and of sizes
large in the moat. Father and mother
nnfi the girls (you remember Nellie and
Nora when they were little) will be de
lighted to see you once more. Come by
the early train ou Christmas Eve and
I'll me you at the station. Don't bother
to write, just send a wire to say you're
coming."
b'o next morning I sent my message,
"Thanks, delighted to come," and spent
the rest of the day iu pleasant anticipa
tion of the fun I was going to have. If
there is one thing I like, or love, next
to bunting, it is a bit of good fishing,
and a big pike is my especial in the fish
line; so I packed up ray rod and looked
out suitable tackle for the mighty mon
archs of whom Lang spoke.
It was only midday when I reached
the Carters' station, for I had got up be
times. Two very pretty girls were wait
ing for me on the platform; and I in
stantly recognized one as an improved
edition of tbe little Nellie I used to chase
and kiss under the mistletoe long ago.
She had been my first love, and we
made all sorts of vows and promises dur
ing the winter holidays that I spent at
The Moit as a boy. Her companion wrs
not Nora—l felt sure of that—but 1
thought she was the most beautiful
woman I had ever beheld. Medium
height, and fair, with curly golden hair
under an Astrakan cap, she looked quite
the regular Christmas-story-book-picture
girl, with the advantage of a merry pair
of sparkling gray eyes and a laughing
face. In her arms sho carried a mite of
a toy boil terrier, in a smart red coat.
As I pulled my traps out of the train
Miss Carter came up aud shook hands.
LAPOBTE, PA., FRIDAY, DECEMBER 28, 1892.
"Langham was so sorry he couldn't
meet you. He won't be back till this
evening, so we—let me introduce Miss
Mildred Palgrave, who is staying with
us—thought we'd drivo to fetch you in
stead. 1 am afraid we are a poor sub
stitute for brother Lang, but you must
make the best of it and take us on our
merits."
Looking at them t though myself
lucky, and thanked heaven that Lang
could not come, ingrate I was.
Miss Palgrave held out a well-gloved
hand, saying, "Ismso glad to meet you,
for Langham has told me so many stories
about vou as a boy that I quite feel I
know you already. But they tell me
that I must treat you with respect, for
you're a mighty Nimrod now, and a
slayer of wild beasts."
"Not many, I'm afraid. Mere trave
lers' tales. Some of dear old Langham's
yarns," answered I, modestly, but I
was secretly gratified at her taking such
a friendly interest in me.
"You've got to take Mildred and
Qoliath (the tiny terrier) in front and
drive," said Nellie, when my luggage
had been stowed in the bottom of the
dog cart—and I was expecting to have
to sit behind; "I want to have a rest.
Old Banjo—wc call this cob Banjo be
cause he is so musical—pulls like a de
mon as soon as his head is turned for
home."
Nothing loath, I helped the girls into
their seats, and we were soon at The
Moat, which was only five miles from
the station—a very short five miles, and
I hated Banjo for making the journey
so brief, when I should have liked it to
have lasted forever. My companion
chatted on as if she had known me all
her life, and I fell desperately in love
with her and qnite forgot my boyhood's
sweetheart, who only reminded mo of
her presence as we drove up the avenue
by exclaiming: "This is where you
shot your first rabbit that Sunday after-
.A CHRISTMAS PUDDING.
Old Christmas comes
With frozen thumbs.
His long beard whit? with snow;
'Tis right good cheer
His knock to hear,
And grief to have him go.
noon when we were all at church. What
a row there was about it 1 Do you re
member? You were both bad boys in
those days." Ou the steps were Nora
and the Squire, who welcomed me
heartily, and Mrs. Carter met me with a
pleasant greeting in the hall. In a mo
ment I felt "at home," and it seemed
moro like -fifteen months than fifteen
years since these kindly folks had last
seen me.
As we sat at lunch Mr. Carter apolo
gized for Langham's unavoidable ab
sence, and asked me if I could console
myself with the pike foi one afternoon.
"They are all on the feed," he said,
"and Johnson, the keeper, has got some
nice roach. I want you to try and catch
the Patriarch. Old Jacob, as we call
him, is a huge brute who abides by tho
island. He is wily, but as no one has
fished the place for a year we are hoping
he'll give you a show. Last year he
broke two of my friends, one ol them
twice, and they swore he must be fifty
pounds at least. lie ate a good-sized
duck last summer, and we picked up a
half dead carp not long ago that weighed
over fifteen pounds, and had a big hole
in ita side like a cavern. No doubt it
was old Jacob's work."
I almost forgot Mildred in my excite
ment, and directly lunch was over rigged
up my pet old rod, made of a bamboo
I had brought from India, where it had
killed many a goodly mahseer in the
swift Joaldoka, and put on live bait
tackle of abnormal strength and sixc.
Johnson and I were soon in the punt,
and began at the foot of the moat where
the water was shallow. I mounted a nice
roach, fresh and lively, of about two
ounces, and under the keeper's instruc
tions tried a bit or water beside a log.
My float was scarcely settled when I had
a pull, and knew I was into a good fish,
and aftera few minutes a respectable ten
pcunder was in the boat. On the way up
I caught two more and then came the
haunts of the Patriarch, and we grew
cautious and slow.
"No use trying a small bait for him,
sir. Put on the very largest in the
! well."
I So, dutifully, I selected one that was
I fully half a pound weight, and, follow-
ing Johnson's directions, swung it well
out into a deep hole at the mouth of a
backwater that ran round a little island
in front of the house.
"That's the place, just where your float
is now," cried the squire, who with the
girls had come down on the lawn to
watch the fun.
A Charming group thoy made—that fine
old country gentleman, the picture of
health and good nature, with three pretty
girls standing by him, and Don, his
sedate old poitter, at bis heels; while
gayly frolicking round them all was the
irrepressible Goliah, who seemed to im
agine that the whole party had come out
entirely for his gratification and amuse
ment. As my bait touched the water
the excitable little dog pricked up his
ears, and advanced at the water's edge,
surveying it critically as if he fancied it
might be some vagrant water rat with
whom it was his duty to do battle.
"Come to.heel, Goliah, come to heel,
called Mildred. "You'll tumble in and
catch your death of cold."
But she called in vain, he heeded not
her warning, and I almost forgot
my fishing, so taken up wa9 I with
watching the comical little beast, as he
dodged about the bank in fussy impor
tance, his red jacket contrasting prettily
with the dry grass aad weeds.
My bait was so big and lively that it
kept the float moving briskly, constantly
pulling it under, and as I bad no spare
corks I was obliged to let it go, hoping
that a sensible patriarch would discrimi
nate between a bonj roach and a float
and prefer the former, iu spite of the
attractive red top of tho latter.
However the eccentric vagaries of the
said red top attracted all Master Go
liath's attention, and each time the float
bobbed up he gave a little jump and a
yap in unison. At length his excitement
grew so intense that we all burst out
laughing. To him it appeared no laugh
ing matter, but a serious subject which
The children dance.
And the babies prance,
For the tiniest toddler knows
'Tis a world of drums
And dolls and plums,
Where the jolly old pilgrim goes
required investigation, and when the
bright red top disappeared longer than
usuai he could stand it no more, but
jumping with a dash, regardless of the
bitter cold water,swam out for the point
where he last saw the float.
Mildred's face was a study. "Oh, my
poor little dog!" sho cried. "Do get
him out at once, Mr. Galloway, and
bring him in. Don't lose a moment."
As well as his laughter would let him
Johnson was paddling to meet the bold
swimmer, and I leant ready in the bows,
with my sleeve* turned up, to grab him
as soon as he was Dear enough. His
round, little head and big eyes and red
coat made him look like some strange
new water-baby come to view tho world.
When he was within six feetof tbe boat,
and I was just making ready for the
grasp, there was a inad swirl tha*. sent
the water flying into my face, a rush, a
huge pair of jaws swept the surface, and
in a moment the Patriarch had pulled
poor Goliah under the water, aud ho wa*
lost to our sight!
All the girls screamed in chorus, and
Mildred gave such a weird, wild, ago
nized cry, as she saw her darling disap
pear to certain death, that I felt almost
as if I were a murderer; for had I not
been fishing this would never have hap
pened.
Johnson had all his wits about him
"He's gone for his hold thero under
the willow," said he, driving the slow
punt forward, and plunging the pole
deep into tho water in hopes of frighten
ing the monster off his prey. As he did
so up came fish and dog, the latter strug
gling gamely, bnt still held acros-j his
quarters in the cruel jaws.
I could not help myself—in a moment
I dived from the punt right onto them,
and quick as thought with my left hand
grabbed Goliath by tbe collar, whilst
with my right I struck a heavy blow
across the pike's j*ws, whic made him
leave go.
Johnson seized my hand as I turned
round, and was helping me into the
punt when the Patriarch, wildly enraged
at losing his p*ey, made another dash,
grasping my arm just above the wrist in
hi * effort to get at the dog. But his
Nemesis had come. Johuson had the
gaff in his hand, and did not lose a aec
ond in gaffing Master Jacob behind the
shoulders. Luckily it was one of the
old fashioned, home made ones—a huge
h ok big enough to gaff sharks, with •
big holding barb on it— and struggle
and fight as ho might the monster could
not get away.
Meanwhile I had chucked the halt
dead Qoliath into the punt and struggled
in myself; then, slipping a cord over the
fish's tail, we soon had him in the boat,
where a judicious tap on the head with
a leaded "pike stick" settled his hash.
Tue sight of his enemy seemed to bring
new life into Goliath, and seizing him
by a fin he shook and shook to his
heart's content, quite oblivious of his
own broken leg and torn sides.
When we touched the shore I
scrambled out with the plucky little
terrier in my arms and restored him to
his anxious mistress, who thanked me
heartily and gratefully while she
showered kisses upon her rescued treas
ure.
The squire hurried me off to the house,
wisely thinking that a hot bath would
prevent any evil effects from this cold
dive. My coat sleeve had protected my
arm so well that a few deep scratches
were the extent of my ills, and I felt as
if I would gladly have lost a hand to
be thanked once more like tnat by my
darling Mildred. For ] quite regarded
her now as my own, and determined I
would propose that very night after
dinner.
For the first time in my life I felt
grateful to the unc'.e who had worked
hard and left me the money which had
made my life so easy and pleasant; and
I kept repeating to myjelt the old
adage, "Enough for one is enough for
two," and thinking how I should spend
next Christmas ut home, and how
Mildred and I would ask Langham and
Nellie and Nora to stay with us, and
how we would talk over this day's pro
ceedings, and enjoy ourselves.
By the time I had dressed I felt quite
"good," and had no doubts at all about
the future.
"Tea is served in the drawing-room,"
said the pretty parlor maid, "and the
ladies are waiting."
"How's Goliath?" asked I.
"All right, sir. Johnson has set his
leg, and tied up his wounds, and he's
doing nicely. He is asleep now, sir, on
Miss Palgrave's lap."
"Say I'll be down in a minute," I an
swered. And as soon as I brushed my
hair, and tied my scarf to my satisfac
tion, I stalked down stairs as if I was
walking on air, to receive the renewed
thanks of my idol, and to try and tell
her that my life was at her service.
As I stalked into the drawing room
Langham rushed forward and shook mo
warmly by the hand, exclaiming, "I am
so glad to see you, Frank, you dear old
man. A thousand thanks for your bold
ness in rescuing Millie's pet. She treas
ures that little brute above creation—"
For a moment I was thunderstruck.
My dream was over I Fool that I was,
it served nr; right, and good sense soon
returned. Heaitily could I congratu
late them both on their good fortune,
and I hope no one ever guessed my dis
appointment.
"Bar one thing," Mildred broke in,
as she slipped her hand caressingly into
his arm.
"And says it's just because I gave it to
her," continued Langham. "You know
it was my first present to her after we
were engaged."
When he had done talking over our
adventuie, and saying how thankful we
were that it had terminated so well, we
all went out to inspect the foe, the sight
of whom made Goliath bristle with rage,
and struggle to get out of his mistress'
arms, and attack once more his would
be murderer.
Certainly he well deserved the name
of the Patriarch. He weighed forty
eight pounds and was long and lean and
lauk, with jaws like a crocodile. Had
lie been in condition in proportion to his
lengtii he would have weighed fully sixty
| pounds, aud I felt quite proud of having
' played even a subordinate pert in the
; capture of such a monster.
Johnson got a couple of sovereigns
from Langhuin for his share, and well he
: deserved it. If it haa not been for his
I prompt action I believe old Jacob would
have snatched Goliath from my arms and
left his mistress a-lamentiug.
We spent a jolly evening, and never
have I enjoyed a Chrismas more than I
did that one, though this year I fancy it
may provo even pleasanter still; for now
I am going as Nellio's accepted lover.
Don't laugh; in spite of one day's infat
uation for her friend I discovered that
it was Nellie, my first and only sweet
heart, that I really cared for, and the
girl I loved as the boy of twelve I uow
love with the strong and lasting love of
manhood.
Oh, yes, the Patriaich and Goliatb,
what became of them? Goliath went
out to India six weeks later, when his
mistress married my old friend, and I
am afraid he will carry the marks of that
day's adventure till his death. I trust
ho may never again encounter so cruel a
foe, for a pluckier little dog was never
wrapped in a skiu.
Aud the Patriarch; We ate some of
him on Christmas Day. In life he was
terrible, anil in death he was horrible;
may I nevor taste so vile a fish again.
Peace be to his memory, wo ne'er shall
look u.jon his liko again. His skin is
stuffed, and holds a place of honor in
my hall, and I look upon him, indirect
ly, as the means of giving me ray love.
What's Nellio like? Well, my friends,
you'll sec next year when we are mar
ried, and theD you'll agree with me that
she is the sweetest girl in the world.—
Ilolly Leaves.
A Suggestion.
Head of Finn—"You had better give
tho office boy a couple ol dollars, Mr.
Penwiper, for Christ®v."
Mr. Penwiper (the bookkeeper)—"l
think we had batter make ita New Year's
gift, sir. I havo just sent him out with
a telegram, and I don't think ho will get
back by Christmas."
Terms—s 1.00 in Advance; 51.25 after Three Months.
TBE CITY OF JEYPORE.
THE CAPITAL OF ONE OF INDIA'S
WEALTHIEST PRINCES.
A Wonderful Astronomical Observa
tory—People Who Labor tor Five
Cents a May.
JEYPORE is the capital and resi
dence of one of India's wealthiest
princes. The Maharajahi's estate
covers 15,000 square miles and
has a population of 2,500,000 souls. The
city of Jeypore is encirclod by a crenel
lated wall with seven gateways. These
are all well guarded during turbulent
times in India. The city is typically
Indian, with crowded streets and bazars.
In the centre is the Maharajah's palace,
beautiful gardens and pleasure grounds
adorned with fountains, tropical trees,
plants and flowing shrubs. Tbe palace
and grounds occupy one- seventh of the
walled city, and are surrounded by a
high embattled wall built by Jey Sing
when he left Amber.
One of the interesting sights in Jey
pore is the observatory built by the cele
brated royal astronomer and founder,
Jey Sing. It is one of tho largest in In
dia, and is remarkable even to this date
on account of the many curious instru
ments, dials, gnomons, quadrants, etc.,
built of solid stone. Some of these as
tronomical instruments are hundreds of
feet in height and in diameter, and of
great interest to astronomers. Many of
the instruments are unknown to scien
tists at the present day, although they
served the purpose of Jey Sing's wonder
fully accurate calculations and observa
tions.
The Royal stables are also of consider
able interest. These cover perhaps teu
acres of land, with stalls on each side
and large exercise grounds in the center.
There are several hundreds of fine
horses, some of choice Asian blood from
all parts of the country, of various build
and color, from the finely spotted Arab
to the graceful delicately limbed Deccan,
the fleet-footed Punjaub mares and
blood-bay English troopers. Each hsrse
has a special attendant and each atten
dant—knight of the hor?e—has several
servants. Each horse is double quilted,
although the temperature ranges ninety
degrees to 120 degrees Farenheit. All
of them are too much bliuded and ham
pered and most ruinously fat. They
stand upon clean dirt in spacious stalls.
Each horse is tied—not by its head and
neck as we do, but by its feet. Around
the fetlocks are fastened leather bands
to which ropes are attached, so that the
animal can neither paw, strike nor kick.
The ropes from the hind feet are
fastened to a stone pillar some twenty
feet away. If in spite of this theso noble
animals will surge about, lateral ropes
are fastened to each foot so that the poor
creature cannot rabve n any directiou
more than six inches. Should they still
be uneasy a large hood is drawn over
their heads and eyes to keep them quiet.
The horses are fed on a mixture of meal,
brown sugar and butter, which makes
them as fat and plump as a porker,
regular roly-poly ponies used much too
little. Several of the finest are kept
constantly saddled and richly caparisoned
to be ready at a moment's notice, for
the Prince brooks no delay; anything he
wants must be supplied at once.
The hundreds of attendants are paid
four rupees a month ($1.29), aud by tho
time they pay their board and clothe
themselves there is not much left for
their families out of four cents a day.
The average wages per day in India is
from three to five cents—prices not at
all exhorbitant when one considers that
most of the men raise large families, pay
house rent, etc., to say nothing of lux
uries, such as betel nut. Even with
these prices of say four cents a day tho
people are happy aad contented and one
never hears of trades unions nor strikes.
Besides these ample stables the rajah
has twenty-five huge Indian elephants
for excursions. These noble beasts are
about twelve feet high and of eaormous
size. A car is strapped on the elephant's
back and a whole family rides on one
animal. To mount an elepheut is quite
a task. The animal is made to kneel,
and then, by means of a stepladder, one
climbs into the car on his back as if it
were a house. When one is comfortably
seated, with the shade drawn to keep off
the sun, the elephant swings along at an
easy gait of twenty miles au hour. Our
elephant was richly comparisoned with
gold embroideries; his ivory tusks were
set with jewels and clasped with a gold
en band, for he was one of the Prince's
favorites.
The Maharajah also keeps another lot
of elephants which we did not like the
looks of. These are tbe fighters—huge,
powerful fellows, with sharp tusks and
vicious eyes. They are trained to fight
anything and everything, but especially
the wild elephants in the mountains.
They charge at these at full speed and
plunge their tusks into their antagonists
and gore them to death. An elephaut
fight is part of the royal sport in India,
and not one to be missed if one has the
opportunity to witness one.
Jeypore is also famous lor its enamel
works and the cutting and setting of
garnets and other precious stones found
in tbe State. The native school of de
sign is exceedingly interesting. Here
children are sent as apprentices for five
years before they can earn anything, bu;
the work they do in copper and brass is
unexcelled in any part of the world.
They sit on the ground with a pieec of
brass beld by their toes, a small hammer
in one hand and a small piece of steel in
the other, and with these cru le imple
ments they will hammor and hammer
until they finish a highly ornamental vase
or cup, the equal of anything we saw in
any other country.—San Francisco
Chronicle.
A New York oyster-house keeper has
discovered in a little neck clam a pearl,
tor which he has already been offered a
good price.
Switzerland is a great country for
fruit, enormous quantities of which have
been exported this seasjn.
NO. 11.
A SONO OF LOVE
When the sunset tinged the meadows
Where the grasses gently blew,
Whlsper'd mid the falling shadows
Came the words: "Love, wilt be true?
And the maiden's cheek was glowing
And the light that filled ber ayes
From a heart with love o'eflowing,
Seemed to dim the Western skies.
And her voice was low and broken
As she answered, tenderly:
"Take this kiss as love's sweet token,
For I love none else but thee."
Thus it is that love's sweet story
Fills the greater part of life;
Better far than gain and glory
Won from marts and fields of strife.
Thus that 'midst the care an.l sorrow
Falling from the wheel of time
We may know there is a morrow,
With a wealth of love sublime.
—Albert E. Hunt,
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
A put-up job—Pickles.—Puck.
The stock exchange—A liorse trade.—
Washington Star.
A cereal tale—The story of a wheat
deal.—New York Journal,
A very hungry person never relishes
cold facts.—Chicago News.
Bread cast upou the water is supposed
to be in soak.—Dallas News.
Some men are insulted by money, and
others pocket the insult.— Truth.
It rather puts a belle on her mettle
when she is extolled.—Statesman.
The scarecrow has its uses, though it
doesn't aid the caws any.—Elmira Ga
zette.
A peculiarity of certain cranks is that
they can't bo turned.—Philadelphia
Times.
It looks as if Yale's Greek letter socie
ties were destined to be translated.—
Boston Herald.
The coming man will probably walk
on one foot and kick with the other.—
Elmira Gazette.
Unyielding self-possession prevents
many a man from giving himself awav.
—Elmira Gazette.
The fortunes of war seem to be accu
mulated principally by the gun makers.
—Washington Star.
When a barber talks too much his
stories are generally illustrated with
cuts.—Texas Siftings.
Unflagging interest has made many a
foitune aud wrecked mauy a railroad
train.—Rlraira Gazette.
Oh, hail election day nnd give
The gratitude wo owe it,
It fini.«hes the labor of
The eager campaign poet.
Washin gton Star.
"He is an artist by profession." "I
know that; but what is he by occupa
tion?"—Washington Star.
Flamme—"What do you do to cure
the blues?" Flamme "Paint every
thing red."—Brooklyn Life.
"All men have their ups and downs."
"Yes, e7en the tallest of us get short at
times."—Philadelphia Record.
"He has a high idea of irt, I think."
"I should say so. He wants S2COO for
a picture."—Washington Star.
"Isn't it funny that a iady can cut a
gentleman dead without fear of being
arrested," —Philadelphia Record.
Always credit a wise man with what
he does not say, and charge the fool's
words up to him—Galveston News.
"Do you fear a depression iu business
as the result of the election?" "No, sir;
I am a hatter."—Washington Star.
"There is always room at the top,"
but you had better carry up with you a
big basket of victuals.—Galveston News.
L'ttle drops of water
Brought with dynamite
Are not compensation
For a sleepless night.
Washington Star.
What does it profit a man to drink tc
drive away trouble? He simply ex
changes one load for another.—Stales
man.
The baggagemau has a big contract on
bis bands when he undertakes to check
the cry of a baby 011 his train.—States
man.
On her cheeks there were rosjs, roses,
But now, alas! they're not there,
The gaslight but dimly discloses
They rubbed olf on the parlor urin-chair.
—Chicajo News Record.
Mrs. Bridie—"llow much is your in
come, Charlie?" Mr. Bridie—"You
ought to know, you spend it all, my
dear."—Brooklyn Life.
"Well, I never got oil anything that
tickled me more than that," remarked
the dog as he flicked the flea from bis
left ear.—Elmira Gazette.
Bertie—"Why did you buy this pic
ture? It is only a flight of sparrows."
Algie—"Wny. they are very English,
don't you know, duah boy."—inter-
Ocean.
Women appear to have a decided ad
vantage over men in literary pursuit in
the fact that loug hair is simply a nor
mal circumstance with them.—Washing
ton Star.
Lady Friend (to Mrs. Newlywed)—
"Well, how do you like your flit?" Mrs.
Newlywed—"Which do you mean ; the
ouo I married or the one I live in?"—
Tit-Bits.
U »cli morn a saintly resolution strong,
He foeif witiin him rise.
ICneh evo ere midnight strikes hor gong.
That resolution die*.
—Chicago News Record.
This is the way she wound up her let
ter: P. S.—lf this letter never reaches
you, you will know that it is not my
lault, as I shall give it to my husband to
mail.—Minneapolis Journal.
"Is football a gambling game?"
■lusher—"Well, Dodger lost 825 in
140M yesterday." " Vhy didn't he
leave it at home?" "He couldn't; it
was in his tPeth."— lnter-Ocean.
Mrs. Schuvlevant—"My son is a regu
lar Bohemian." Mrs. Harlem Pnlats—
'•Oh, pshaw, now don't bo puttin' on.
You know he was born right here in
tie* York.' : —Chicago News Record.