SULLIVAN JMH REPUBLICAN. W. M. CHENEY. Publisher. VOL. XII. Oranges are selling cheaper than ap ples in apple-producing regions. Frenchmen are alarmed to find that there is a sharp decline in the thrift of the republic. Somebody who claims to know savi? that a child three years old is half the height it will ever be. The revival of interest in gold-min ing in California is beginning to at tract a good deal of attention, notes the Argonant. The total amount spent in foreign missions last year by the Presbyter ians, Congregationalists, Methodists, Baptists aud Episcopalians aggregated 83.500.000. "As to that European war," exclaim* the St. Louis Republic, "we don't want them to fight, but by jingo if they do, we've got the wheat, we'vs got the pork and we need the money too." The name of Herr Brentan, the sta tistician, is well known in Germany. His latest discovery is that in three thousand years there will be only one man to every two hundred and twenty women. George \V. Childs illustrates in his career, relates the New York Indepen dent, the possibilities lying before every wide-awake American boy, and the good which men of wealth may do with their money. According to Captain R. I). Bell, oi Alaska, the Alaskan Indian will be a curiosity in ten years unless something is done to keep bad whisky from him and free him from the awful disease from which he is a sufferer. Johns Hopkins is a young univers ity, but it is a very lucky one. Gifts to it pour in like an unceasing flood. The latest is the herbarium and botan ical library of Captain .Tohu Donuel Smith, said to be one of the most valu able collections of tho kind in the world and representing the labor of twenty years. The most widely separated points between which a telegram can be sent are British Columbia aud New Zea land. The telegram would cross North America, Newfoundland, the Atlantic, England, Germany, Russia (European and Asiatic), China, Japan, Java and Australia. It would make nearly a cir cuit of the globe, and would traverse over 20,000 miles in doing so. It is not likely, predicts Frank Leslie's Weekly, that there will be any further trouble with the Chinese now in this country on account of tlie regis tration law. The Chinese Six Com panies in San Francisco have issued a notice ordering all their members to register under the new law, and this action will no doubt be largely in fluenced in deterining Chinamen gen erally to comply with its provisions. The fantastic and somewhat gro« tnsque humor of the Thirteen Club, of New York, expended itself recently at a dinner which was intended to assist in giving the finishing stroke to the superstitious notions which still linger about the world from tht days of out ancestors. I'verythiiig was done by theelub to challenge, defy and ridicule the current superstitions. The meui bers and their friends dined in tlnr teens, walked under ladders, spilt salt, crossed knives, had lamps in plastet skulls and did many other curious and absurd things at which ntanv simple people still tremble lu these days. Ot»t) of tUi) tuosl i>h»ru"'t«ruti»f •ueo iluU'» ever t>i|<| o( l.ni_'Un.l « gre*t»et tuiin itinctt !'itl in rcfur l' l in Mi Suml IDJT'I cable htt«r toth» N« » York Tri liunr. It liriitg* out Nli nit 1 grit. Wlwl lu»u><'» were e*au»luu lat Hewarileu Hot luu« ago ouu »•« foiiu l to »in m!»'»» front uu •>Ui fhumii 4tt>l tbe other »«rtou»ly iiMl>»tivtl frou« tUo foriuMituu of a IIMW MlUWt' lin u«rv<- li»|)i»yoil l>y tbu valurmi of eighty four lu >I*UI*M IIUI| lit- reluoVitl of lite old I'tlmiwl lltwi ttit<l tliiiiv »" I It'll l»» tM'Uitl tmw '<M HIHNI ufu TBLLI tb< OLLF r *W IUK'IIIM lUg *IM |lb> initio 11*1, l 11l •itriieob liM ku l tb« tmuiagt re<|uir«*l hit |» il'iiuiiit, llit u|» iili <tt but lite iM'iblit »t»i. U *• 4 tUUiitfilUa Itluetf* tlott m| Itio lUVtmibb •»» • Mgtb "I Ml iIU let ti' l.i It j lift. Mi ttutalbjr'e tt.l4ilt».|M I bet || U uxt lit sk«. Ilieit l<M l Utu «tel «»■ |*l w*t»|* fii«t •'# t tftlf b <• "Itt «b) It Ultl. l •tl.i ill el U, .111 t> »b* ill IU. »w4 II it if H< I*J In* 'leiti' elt<- it iu lb !»>■•» > TEN-1 %-<4» B U>< •*T>< T*E4% 4M4 !"!** |,II*I TLEOT b- b*> .i I *illi «Mt~ ,|.,.l ( I . I | lt|>l| I t vl M*.-«el t* en ( ifc '<«&* I «4f •<l <*•!*» i. *4 lh|i lb u«|»bi*-M ft *4*l vj Mt» u. tM!•<!*» A SONG OF HER LOVE. O hills, In glory leoa And bath your brows in light j O velvet valleys, soft between, Dream gently to the night; For she hath said : "I love," and sho Hath Riven all that love to me! O birds, with thrilling throats, Glad let your musie bo ; O rivers, where thesplondor floats. Flow singing to the sea ! For she hath said, "I love." and sho Hath made that love a erown for me ! O world, grown green to greet The joy that comes apace ; Your roses for her footsteps sweet Your sunlight for her face ! For she hath said : "I love," and sho Hath made that love a heaven for me! —Frank L. Stanton, in Atlanta Constitution. sisteFmarion. BY CLARENCE ISOOK. I —, ~j HE lover is always If 'V selfish, especially > V if it be a woman. She would kill her *lsZ3s ESPI" l° ver "with her own band rather than Hee him happy with another woman." The man in the corner by the fire dictatcd those words slowly and carefully; and the girl at the table wrote them down. Then there was a silence and the girl looked across at the man expectantly. "Is it getting dark?" he asked, after a few minutes. For Lewis Carrington had been blind for nearly 6ix months. That was why he had engaged Marion Norinnn as his secretary. "Yes, 1 can scarcely see," answered the girl. "Shall I light the lamp?" "No, I am tired," answered Carring ton. "Let lis stop now and talk." Marion put together the sheets in their proper order, tidied up the table, and came over to the lire, by which she stood, leaning against the mantel piece aud watching her companion. She was no older than Carrington, thirty-five or thereabouts; but she looked older than he did. A woman who has lived her life out of the sun shine—which is love—fades early. For the sunshine is good, even though it scorch at times. "Is that true, do you think?" asked Carrington, lifting his head. Marion blushed a little, and then she remembered that the eyes that mother own could see nothing. "Is what true?" "That sentence about lovo and sel fishness. Men know bo little of women," Marion Norman sat down in a chair by the lire and leaued her chin upou her hand as she watched Carrington. "I hardly know," she replied, slowly. "I hope not. I think—no. Indeed, 1 am sure of it." "How do you know?" asked Car rington, quickly. "Ah! forgive me. I should not have asked that." In their four months' daily com panionship, begun as a matter of busi ness, they had grown into the habit of talking over mnny things together ; and Marion looked forward to the ten min utes or so between the close of work and her departure as the pleasantest lime of the day. She turuod her eves from Carrington's face to the Are. "Yes, I have had my romance," she replied. And then she told htm the story. It was a poor, feeble little romance, dead almost before it was horn, ten years ago, when Marion was i nurse at the London Hospital. Mere ly n young doctor who was poor, a few flowers and a note, which Marion still kept in her workbox, though bho did not tell Carrington that. Some girls would scarcely have noticed it at tho iuie, and would have forgotten all ibont it ijv. n fortnight. Hut Marion cherished its memory, for it stood be tween lier and the certainty that she had never found favoi in tho eves of man. "Yon know I lost more than my Uiffht when my eyes went," snnl Car rington, after a pause. "That in why I am *<> auxiou- uhoilt the i peratiou uext week." Yea?" Yon nieau—" "I was. just engaged. Ami her peo ple wouM not let her marry a blind man I hey were .jmte right—weren't they ?"* "And she?" "Hhu cried an.) obeyed her people." "If 1 hud been shtt--' Marion bo i «an ipuokly. ••Well?" "Nothing. Only i never hail any : people. " "Von itere a mirae one*, Him Nor man, *.iu yuu nut ?" »utd I presently. "Vua. Vet It is still strange to liiar mynil call< <1 Mis* Norman. I ss* tii»t« r Manou until a year »-.: > ■ Hul w» health Wfuku down ami I had to give it up," "Would ).ii4 luiDil Ml) iiiilcU MOIUH la*kl" It tn| « tiute a isi »*ik oi sm? * \h I > .|| ,|,l |ik« M* •* lv 't ! I Mm*l it »% uiiito* , «n<t I m.iM rutin t !..*»• •«»<!, | kiti/t» • li» band ami ...it in the vague »a> P* "'IW til III,: li||t4f| \|allliU IU. tit and itid'l it a moMtegt in her u«n I will I'Um itt«, said ipili lly, I Mat 101l low |«. m, "4«d *k\u .ken it i. «U «»»,, I"" t IHUllll ini ««| lui'ts, ait• said aitli a laijj ~ llisl wuij lust i» , NM* i a v < > i*llm < i«« u 4 m all mi I *.fca*i "i i <ld I '4#i»i |mi* "fou »si Mt>*ti Ikon#!* a* *•*' 1 ' * " 1 a "*■ tIM Tim# a utUI pn t *l*s* «>t. t **ntl , j i|,< t ' la-anil l»«i tH I Ut, MM ht»- *« «u .| ift, U<«| s4* a* ' '•"< '»«> *»"• Ig (Its >i w l»( .J • «,•« 1 t<**l had <a ai, I a ii> |>s « LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, MARCH 23, 1894. month, slip appeared plainer and more commonplace than ever. "If lie never saw nie perhaps —" The thought had forced itself more than once in her mind, but she had beaten it back and prayed that Lewis Carrington might see again. Marion went her way home, and climbed up three flights of stairs to her room. It looked dark and cold— almost as cold as the streets outside, where the sleet was falling. She lit the gas stove and made herself a cup of tea. Then she looked out the nurse's clothes which she used to wear. The aprons wanted a stitch here and there. This occupied her for some time. By eight o'clock all was fin ished. The sleet was still beating against the window. Even if she had had anywhere togo she could nothavo gone. But it was having nowhere togo that made her feel so lonely. There was nothing to do but sit still and think. Marion was generally too busy for this, but to-night she could not help thinking a little bitterly of the loveless lifo she led. And then sho fell to wondering what that other one was like. Of courso sho was pretty. There was a photograph of a girl upon Car rington's mantlepiece, with "Nora Thurston" scrawled across the foot. Doubtless that was she. "Oh, if I might be just a little beau tiful, just for a little while!" she sighed to herself. Then, reflecting that the wish was absurd, she had her supper—a couple of biscuits and a glass of milk—and went to bed. There are two kinds of women— those who offer sacrifice and those who demand it. The latter must have something to lean upon; the former must have some one to support, some- j body to feed or fondle or convert. It [ may be a husband, it may be a curate j or a oat or a cannibal. Now Marion | Norman was one of those women who I long vaguely for some one for whose sake they shall have a right to sacri- j lice themselves. A fortnight had passed, and the ■ operation was over. For some days i Lewis Carrington had lain upon his j sofa in a darkened room with a band- | age across his eyes and aterrible dread } at his heart. He was waiting for the removal of the bandage to know j whether he was to see or be blind for j the rest of his life. Marion had been j with him all the time, waiting upon j him and reading to him. She had not i been so happy for years. For Lewis J Carrington depended entirely upon I her. Every day 'she had been down- > stairs to answer the inquiries of a fair- j haired girl. It was the girl whose j photograph stood upon the mantel- ; piece. Every day she had been able j to tell her that Lewis was going on I well, and that there was every hope j that he would see as soon as his eyes ' were strong enough to bear the light. The evening before the day on which the question was to be decided, Car rington was restless and nervous. Marion read aloud to him to keep his thoughts from the morrow. But she ■ saw his lingers twitch upon the arm of his chair, and knew of what he was thinking. At 10 o'clock she insisted j on his going to'bed. But for more than an hour Marion, who was listen- j ing by his half-open door, heard him ! tossing from side to tide. She had i decided to give him a soothing draught when his breathing became more regular, mid at last settled down into the rhythmic respiration of the sleeper. So Marion lay down on the sofa in the sitting room. Sho had been asleep, as it seemed, but a little while when something awoke her, and from where she lay she saw Carrington standing in the doorway between the sitting room and his liedroom. "Mr. Carrington! What is the mat ter? Can I got anything for ! you?" she sanl, starting up in alarm. He diil not reply, lint walked slow ly, without turning his head, straight across the room to the window, over which a heavy pair of curtains hung. "Mr. Carriugttiu," sho said agaiu. Hut he did not anawor. And then she understood that he was asleep. For tho moment, in her half-awak eno.l state, she could not think of the right thing to do. Sho watched him pull ouo of the curtains aside. The light from a t"* lamp in the street In low fell full upon his face. And liy the light shi law that his hands were j pulling aud tugging at Mini ('thing upon the back of his head. He was tryiug to take otl the bandage from bis eye*. In another moment, if he sue* eeeded, the glare of the gas lamp would meet them and extinguish for ever the feeble glimmer of sigiit. 11M senses half da/ed with fatigue aud sleep, Marion, in that instant of startled comprehension, saw but one thing, that Harrington would be blind, aud baing blind Her heart gave a ({real leap of mill tsliou. Motionless she Mtt, watching Mm ao h> still fumbled with the ban* ' I hit lover is always seltlsii, e> )iu e sally if it be a Wouiall." the words bioku in a lla*h across lie I Uiilid ttl> ll.it kelileltee kill had taken ilutu from t arnhgtoii* lip*. lu an instaut she aas by his side, a lib awake, ivetv lat«> limiting with "four# ..one aillt n>«. '* *Ue wills (•tie I in his HI, la.) tug h»t band Upon his arm and gentif titaa tug him away 1 With a 'i■ Üb< MirtM.fl, *i. l inlt«i«i t I a lit lit 'I Ml I*.i Msnoh »<,|eh. I escape during the night, was waiting for his eyes to be uncovered. The doc tor had just arrived when the servant opened the door and whispered some thing to Marion. Without sayingany thing Marion left the room and ran down stairs. Nora Thurston was there. "Come up," said Marion. "You are just in time. I think ho can see you." They went up the stairs together. "Go in there, dear—quietly. One moment." Marion took the girl's face between her hands and kissed her. "Oh, is my hat straight? Do I look all right? I want to look nice if he does see me." "Yes, yes. Be quick." Marion stood by the door listening. There was silence for some moments. Then she heard the doctor's voice. "Well?" "Nora—ah ! it is good to see you !" A few moments afterward the doc tor came into the sitting room. "What, nurse! Broken down, eh?" For Marion was lying upon the sofa, her face hidden in the cushions. "Oh, lam glad ! lam glad !" she sobbed. "Oh, God, make mo glad!" —Pall Mall Budget. Pacini? «l the Sombrero. "Nobody wears big sombreros nowa days but the cowboys on the ranches out West, the Indians and the 'tender j feet' who have smoked cigarettes and read yellow-tinged literature in the East and go West with highly inflamed imaginations only to come back with cartloads of experience," remarked big, genial George Storer at the Lindell. | And Mr. Storer knows a thing or two j about hats, for he haw been a travel ! iug salesman in that line for years. "Ten and fifteen years ago nearly | three-fourths of the male population | in the West and Southwest wore what are popularly termed 'cowboy hats.' But civilization, you know, affects the j style of a hat as well as the culture of j tho brain beneath it. The Indian chief '• that used to pride himself on his head gear of eagle feathers, having rubbed ! up against civilization, now wants to ! wear the same hat he sees the pale j faces wear around him—the cowboy hat. The countrymen down in Texas I have pushed ahead of the cowboy and | and Indian a notch or two, and have thrown their old slouch aside for styles j nearer tho modern taste. At one time i there was an immense trade in som ! breros in Texas, and I placed large wholesale orders there, but civilization | is having its effect, and now this class of trade practically amounts to noth | ing down there. Yes, the old slouch | hut of the West, made famous in tho stories of Bret Harte and Mark Twain, will eventually pass away along with j the rip-roaring and six-shooter style I of Western life." —St. Louis Repub lic Food vs. Medicine. People often wonder why it is that ; ■ physicians so universally prescribe ; | cod liver oil nowadays instead of medi- j i cines. The reason is easily explained, ! Of late years the medical profession j has depended less upon powerful drugs \ and medicines and more upon nourish- I ment to effect cures, the result being j that where they formerly took cases ; in their own hands, physicians now are content to assist nature in her work of overcoming the ills of life in her own way. The modern school of physicians has found that ced liver oil is one of the most nutritious of foods, and will do more to give a natural strength and tone to the body than almost any i | other known nourishment. It is in , itself a fat, but it contains substances , that make it a peculiarity rich fat. It j ! not only insures a proper nourish ment of the body, font it supplies the j waste of disease or chronic ailments, and thus serves a double purpose. In former years there were two ob jections to cod liver oil. These were ■ its vile taste and its ta\ upon the | stomach. Many preferred boiug ill 1 to taking such a nauseatiug dose, while j others could not retain the oil after taking it. It remained for the chemist to render the oil palatable and make it in an easy form for the stomach by converting it into an emulsion, thn* accomplishing by mechanical process what hail been left for the system to do.—New York Telegram. Here's t(icliuc<>» For You, It is no exaggeration to »ay that there is practically in sight in Colorado tfl,iMti,uoo,oilti of low-grade ore. It may cost (titid,oiHi.ooii or jWW.OOO,. Oilti to take it alt out, but it wilt fur nish employment to hundred* of thou* sands and make buaiuesa enough to give Denver SOO,(kM people, (.ripple Creek aloue cannot have less than • 10(1,000,000 iu Its hills, already par tiallv opened, Tlm, iftt tunnel from Idaho ttpringa nu-ier the mountains to beucatb Central will take out auv» ral hundred million* from old and kuown vein* A dosen similar tunnels will b< budl iu oilier local lilta. MallV thousands of gold wane have been opened al periods and under co»»dt t lons thai ofli ri'd I4« pi oilt, \|o*t of tie in Witt How pay Colon* lo's Hold bell I lieu Is from doublet Manhattan, iu l.atiiun i 'Mtitjr, ait I llahn'a I'.ak, with it broad »»''-p »uuih*e»t to |h*< I eorn> ro | ihe »t ••• It i* tho Iwh«»I and rwttwal tfold field In Itu. World Wu hmbtliM ha> iu II than •lini Vevk Voik "'Hflltfli |r« Hi | .»las ttai HMMMtUwI ii.i ' 1 . Hi,, STATION HOUSE LODGERS. WHIIEE NEW YORK'S HOMELESS ARMY SLEEP. Scenes at Mblntglit In a Police Station —Going to the "Island" Until Mild Weather Comes. OUT of the black shadow of tho alley, like a great bat's wing, came the head of the line of men across Oak street to tho basement gate of the station-house. The doorman now developed as much activity as the German had shown. He flew at the first man in the line, and catching his shoulders, flung him ten feet away along the pavement. "Git out of here," said he; "a-a-a-h, give me no talk. I know yer. You was here last night. Git, now, or I'll give yer jny foot. And you too; git, now, and don't let me Bee yer any more." As his eye rested on each familiar face he leaped at the owner of it and gave him a knock or a twist that sent him spinning out of the line like a top. "Them's old soaks, that's been hero before," said he in explanation, "and we don't take 'em if they're regulars. There's not room enough for them that deserves a lodging." T suppose those poor devils were the most to be pitied of all the men I saw that day. What under heaven they were to do if the station-house spurned them was indeed a question. But they were spun out of sight and out of mind. Down in the brightly lighted basement of the station-house tho German and tho doorman lined up the men in a crescent-shaped file with many a curt order to "turn your face this way; let's sec your face, man." The manner of the policeman was rough, his tones were sharp; but it was only a manner and a tone. The New York policeman is a professional man. His business is adopted for life, and familiarity with the conditions in wliish he moves ren ders him decidedly businesslike. As for the men, those who were jerked out of the line like calves in a cattle-yard, simply hung their heads and shuttled away like calves. Those who were ad mitted to the station-house and or dered about moved dully aud mechan ically, as if they were rather helpless than stupid, and hid made up their minds to pay that price for a lodging without complaint or resentment. They were new to such a place. They were not tramps or professional lodgers. Seven in ten were sucli men as ono is used to seeing about the wharves, or carrying dinner pails homeward in the uptown streets at supper t me. They were unskilled laborers, with here and there a man not so easy to place—a countrynittu, perhaps, ur h man from a distant city. They stood with their heads up and their eyes moving, to take in everything around them. The German patrolman began at the head of the line and asked for recruits for the workhouse—a new departure in \ lodging-room practice. "Do you want togo 'way?" he asked of each. "Do you want togo 'way ? Do you want togo 'way?" How these unfortunates understood him I don't know, for I had to have I his meaning explained. The fact was that the Department of Charities and Correction has determined iu order to relieve the distress and pressure for lodging room, to send to the work house on Blaekwell's Island all New- Yorkers of several y ears' residence who have no homes and are willing to leave town for tbo winter. The stranger* are to be sent back to the places they hail from. "Do you want togo 'way?" "No, sir." "Do you want togo 'way?' "I don't mind." It was a longshore man who spoke. "No, sir;" "No, sir;" "No, sir," ! said others iu monotonous succession, i Then a second man, who might have ' long been a truck-driver, said he, | "didn't care." And a third one, a young fellow, answered, "\es, it you j please." There were boys in the line at least two lads of seventeen or I eighteen years badly off, but yet bet ] ter placed than if they had teu cents ! with which to get into the average j lodging house, where thieves are made ! as if they were factories for turning ■ discouragement aud poverty iiitoerime. "What do you want togo to the i 1 slaud lor?" i asked the mau who had beeu n longshoreman. "Well, sir, what else can 1 do ' he | replied. "I have uo work and no { money aud uo home. 1 buried my i wite live years ago, and I have uo I ehildreu. I've I wen here twenty live i years, and I uud« rstand I eun be look : eare of fur the winter till times is { better. " Some one slipped sotue silver in his ' hand for tulnwco ou the Inland.— Harpel » VV. ekl> I lie Stamp I idled liik Heuit. "I know a stamp Uollcet llig li.iud." Mi I 1,11 11. .fa i.tie. 1,, i.i in. • ill I disputing tile f.trrecllies* • < tu. "ft repeal, d st«t. m. nl that u I tamp" bat* uo value, and thai Ihe million i nlaiiip .lon ill lilt) i . ....111 Hi ] earrien aromttl with him a aritteu olfer I of tltMl lor l,tNSi,|MMi di«mps and slioita it with great the lie. utau alto I aantd to gel rich shnuh| svold liliiu* ah. |.lei .'I the kllel il lie gel* one. Ihihiim In eidleel I tlo.i.isi.i .tamps II * dat lor iuu teats, without . %. h n>l .1.. , tuiilai I'o gel thu i. niil-i i t fill #ll al aailm. U..a» n i h>u l«i fay ta» Inn « tk> < mi < luidlsii- r- It -i *■*»» |>t> tl «aU i<i Mi t 111*! lot iasl <ld til | • tuf |mii>Hi i.iti ( lit b tl| itl,<|. *4 | ii Terms —-SI.OO in Advance ; 51.25 after Three Months. SCIENTIFIC AMI INDUSTRIAL. A splendid series of photographs of Brooks's comet has been obtained In the space of one minute the poly pus can change its form a hundred times. Danish lighthouses are supplied with oil to pump on the waves during a storm. Dr. Hermann Zeigler, the German scientist, says a forecast of tho weather may be determined by photographs of the sun's disk. Peas and beans cooked in hard water containing lime or gypsum will not boil tender, because these substances harden vegetable caseine. Scotch manufacturers of carbon di sulphide supply mostof the French de mand for this article, which is exten sively used in the destruction of phyl loxera on grape vines. The Capitol of Hartford, Conn., is of marble. Local engineers claim that it expands an inch to each 100 feet, being three inches longer in summer than in winter. In the tanning industry electricity is beginning to play an important part. The largest tannery in Switzer land will soon be reconstructed and enlarged for tho purpose of adopting the process of electric tanning. The anableb, a fish that inhabits the rivers of Guiana and Surinam, has two pupils in each eye, an upper and a lower one. When the fish is swim ming it keeps this upper optic, which protrudes above the head, out of the water. The green ants of Australia make nests by bending leaves together and uniting them with a kind of natural glue. Cook saw hundreds at a time on one leaf drawing it to the ground, while an equal number waited to re ceive, hold and fasten it. Earthenware sleepers, the invention of Matsui Tokutoro, a Japanese, were recently experimented on at Shimba shi Station, Japan. Fairly good re sults were obtained. It is claimed that the increased cost of earthenware sleepers is amply compensated by their freedom from decay. Dentists are great users of costly metal. Beside gold for stopping, two sevenths of the world's consumption of platinum is employed by them in making the wires by which the artifi cial teeth are firmly fastened to a plate. It is tho only metal possesing the required properties. In the Institute of Experimental Pa thology iu Vienna Professors Haster lik and Stoekmayer, four stuaents and others, swallowed a quantity of comma bacilli. They suffered no bad effects beyond hontiaeue aud nausea. Pro fessor Strieker therefore draws the conclusion that the comma bacilli will not cause cholera in the case of strong, healthy subjects. The Russian naval authorities have not been slow to take advantage of the lessons taught by tho sinking of Her Majesty's steamer Victoria. An exact model of the sunken vessel is, it is said, being constructed iu Cron stadt, and this, together with the in formation availablo as to the causes of the accident, will serve as an object lesson to Russian naval architects as well as what shall be avoided iu de signing new vessels. Kuhhlts lor the Market. It is not generally known that a rabbit ranch exists near this city ou what promises to be quite an extensive scale. .1. B. Bnumgartuer and Mat thias Foerg are the owners of the ranch, and already have a barn forty feet long and divided up into stalls, all of which are now oceupried by bunny and his numerous progeny. The rabbits are the lop-eared va riety, a breed exceding scarce and held at fancy prices in tlie Uuited States. Mr. Baumgartner imported two pairs from Switzerland a year and a half ago, paying ?<-!00 for them. He now has over sixty rabbits from those two pairs. The rabbits breed seven times a year and have from eight to ten to a litter. When full grown they weigh from fonrteeu to eighteen poulitis. They are most delicious eating, their flesh being considered superior to chicken. As they command from fifteen to twenty cents per pound, rabbit farm tug is lunch more profitable than [ chicken raising. I,ike ordinary rabbits they are prac tically ouiuiveroua. They are beau tiful animals, with their loU), silky hair aud fluffy fur. I'ulike other rab bits, tlmy do not burrow except at ; Uree.iin time, aud are exceedingly taiue by nature Mid easily kept. Butim garteu -V toetg nay ttiat they have I only made a fair beginning in the l>ilkiue»» and ur< dreadv planning to enlarge their buildiug aud ralien South llnud lud. Journal. Nan a Hi li- tr In Will iieeitu. tin Hi. it.i .an ■American Company s *|fniu»tiip Standard about 0 a ui bum.us jit. in latitude Utt, longitude lln.Jil, He* u l Hill it I'aradies sua a liiiteor 111 days It fell frulii the /elitlh • ball of blue light, deceit 111 M slowly 111 ..111 ll southaedl, while It ehaugad to lierv (wd Jilat before r»* hiUrf 111 h.iruou Mr Palado* '.ay t tin ll»»|ei/» dt truie l toe plo U ill lit |l|l.|. .il U of •ClUlllUtlUr |#t#C*»l br lit 4 ilay Waaluutfl.'U *is. Ihe »».allh alt aha dtau l till I• *l,l**l »•«, 41 4i.d to i>a». •• plantation# an 1 fruit »u I l*bh tain. . til* total i«tui of atuvh i* ♦■M ',MI ssi t a y**ilj nj* ili port* SI hi» #»t 7vV>SS» tit ibt w • all) >«ai i«si . ■.« oil) t I - I, | « i i %**< Ik >1 U It Vims NO. 24. THE HUMMING TOP. The top it hummeth a sweet, sweet song To my dear little boy at play— Merrily singeth all day long, As it spinnnth and spinnnth away. And my dear little boy He laugheth with joy When he heareth the tuneful tone Of that busy thing That loveth to sing The song that is all his own. , Hold fast the string and wind it tight, That the song be loud and clear ; Now hurl the top with all your might Upon the banquette here ; And straight irom the string The joyous thing Boundeth and spinneth along ; And it whirrs and it chirrs And it birrs and it purrs Ever its pretty song. Will ever my dear little boy grow old, As some have grown before? Will ever his heart feel faint and cold, When he liearoth the songs of yore! Will ever this toy Of my dear little boy, When the years have worn away, Sing sad and low Of tho long ago, As it singeth to me to-day? —Eugene Fiold, in Chicago Record. HUMOR OF THE DAY. Sisters of Charity—Faith and Hope. —Puck. Political platforms are commonly built of deal.—Puck. A low voice is an excellent thing in woman—-also a low hat. A coat of mail—The letter-carrier's livery.—Philadelphia Record. A forced laugh should never bo con founded with a "strain of mirth." When money talks, even the purist does not stop to criticise its grammar. —Puck. When a good idea strikes a musician it is only proper that he should make a note of it.--Buffalo Courier. He—"l think Miss Fairleigh is a dream of beauty." She (spitefully)— "Dreams go by contraries."—Pr.ck. The huntsman who brings home the ; antlers proves that he has been able to | get a head of the game.—Elmira Ga zette. Dinks—"Was Smith's purpose of whipping the editor carried out?" I Dauks—"No; but Smith was."—Uuf i falo Courier. Claire—"How extremely simple that ! gown was Miss De Vere wore at the I ball." Marie—"Yes ; almost idiotic." | —Detroit Free Press. "Serves me »ifht," said the drum, j "1 thought I could keep tight and never feel it—and here I am beaten at my own game. "—Truth. It isn't always the stenographer that takes down the Congressman's speech, it is sometimes the orator on the other side.—Cleveland Plain Dealer. Hicks—"What is that horrible stench ; gas escaping?" Mrs. Hicks— "No-o-o; cook was out shopping for perfumery again to-day."—Puck. There is one thing queer about stairways, Aud not in the least bit new : A man will find a croaking step When he comes home after two. —Chicago Inter-Ocean. "Harduppv tells me he never de stroys a receipted bill." "No; he's more likely to have them framed ami hung up in his parlor as cttrioaities." —Tit Hits. Uncle George-- "I trust, Henry that you are out of debt?" Henry—"No, I haven't got quite so far as that; but I am out of everything else.''—llosloi Transcript. "Mrs. Grit Ims a constitution like iron. '' "What makes you think so?" i "Her husband has been troubled with | dyspepsia for eighteen years."—New I York Press, The editor who is always feeling the pulse of tbe people is not really inter ested in their heart-beats. It is his own circulation that he is looking after. —Life. "1 wish," said a railway passenger a< a bunch of comics were dropped in i to his lap by the train boy, "that these people would quit poking fun at me." Washington Star. "Mainly. did you read that uotice on the counter, 'Vour choice for fifteen cents?'" Mainly- "Land Hakes ' yes ; but it looks like sn awful price to a»k for them clerks. -Chicago luter- Oceau. 1 Visitor - "Tommy, 1 wish to a»k you a In* question* HI Tommy "Yes, sir. "If • «i>e you the sen lence, 'The pupil laves his teacher,' wlial in that "Sun v'x. Texas HiftiuK* Yaltaley "Y'oii uv you wouldn't marry auv Imt a womanly woman, but *lmt i» your nlea of a womanly Mountii Mudi-i- "One Wlm» would think I w<o» t lie smartest man ou earth Indianapolis Journal. A ladv ask< d alt tu>lroiioiuer it tlx ii.«.oil «*» mlinl.ited "Uudain " lie leplnd, "I know of utt« moon in ' win* b til* re l. alwa,. a man and awo mail " VVtoeli I. t li»f' " I'lm> ttoii*<i moon Journal \niii*t*ul IWlor "I it-It dirsettuii. lU»> —• l>oad> •» *!MUM (M i»am l . iori in> hI aud only l*.> an h"U» " Wife "I know ; but you •*-< r is takiUtf a mvliiiit, tii I as uiil) lia»« OIM II»« »l a i n..» . li. i. . VIIMMI "Ur Y -I TIWY) *' HYUTT Utiou«M Hudmw "rulnilt M>. "«'a« von utv what it*' tiro*l »• -i I*. »t ».«.» v.l left U»'* "IV -ft Upu "U Mtv I Ui ulll (HmM MI I 'U 11*111 ■ KIM M.ttti** i übl'l > "I tuaii Dpi ■«*ae ,l tlilt. 'j| ol p.. tie* Unlt.r U' » * I. . 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