SULLIVAN ISLLH .REPUBLICAN.
W. M. CHENEY, Publisher.
VOL. XIII.
Mexico, with 7200 schools, can't
quite be called an nnprogrcssivc coun
try, maintains the New York Recorder.
Otir successful dairy farmers are
placing more and moro dependence
upon the silo, declares the Now Eng
land Farmer.
After a thorough review of recent
experiments the New York Sun's ver
dict is that "artificial rain making is
Dot a very great success anywhere."
Moat is said to be shipped into Salt
LakoCity, Utah, more than a thousand
miles west of its point of slaughter
and in the heart of the range country,
and where sheep are at their cheapest.
In an interview in an English
weekly paper Ben Davies, tho great
Welsh tenor, says:"From tho musi
cal point of view I must confess that
tho American people are considerably
in advanco of us."
Recent experiments in England
would seem to the New York World to
indicate that in the not distant future
each farm houso will havo its electric
lights, tho electricity therefor being
furnished by a littlo wind-mill.
Count Ito, Prime Minister of Japan,
is described in tho Review of Reviews
as "one of tho best all-round men in
Japanese politics, if not in the world.
The nearest approach to his type in
American history is, perhaps, Alexan
der Hamilton."
Nothing, in tho estimation of the
New York Independent, conhl moro
conclusively show that the Chinaman
is indeed an "outside" barbarian than
the fact that in the recent combats in
Seoul the Chinese fired upon a Japan
ese ambulance carrying men who wore
the Geneva cross. They killed a doc
tor and some hospital attendants.
Tho Worcester (Mass.) Spy has the
following : Many Northwestern farm
ers have become thoroughly tired of
enduring tho trials to which their un
certain climate subjects them, and aro
turning their eyes toward the South
Wtiie land of promise. Ufarge num
ber of Novada stock farmers and dairy
men are preparing to move to North
Carolina and purchase farms in locali
ties suited to their avocations.
Tho discovery is reported from
Central America of an actual kingdom
ofLilliput, situated in tho wilds of
that little-known country. A general
of tho Guatemalan army announces
that he encountered an army of tho
pygmies on tho borders of that coun
try. He describes the little people as
a tribe of ferocious savages, armed
with spears and blowpipes, with which
they discharge poisoned arrows. So
far very little is known ol this new
race of Americans, but now that they
havo been discovered tho Atlanta Con
stitution is of the opinion that they
will probably not long be left un
known.
The New York Tribune observes:
"Cromwell died 230 years ago con
scious of the renown which awaited
him, but probably not foreseeing all
its manifestations. If ho could have
had a forecast that tho flag at Atlantic
Highlands, N. J., would bo set at
half-mast 230 years afterward, to com
memorate his t-xequy, it would very
likely have lent a spirit of peace to
JIB going forth which the occasion
actually lacked, notwithstanding that
he carried nis crown of achievement
into the still kingdom with him and
held his subject realm in the hollow
of his hand till the last. It was really
ft complimentary demonstration in
honor of the memory of the great
usurper, and whoever engineered it
ought to havo a medal of hippo
potamus hide."
Australian fresh meats aro begin
ning to seek new outlets on the con
tinent of Europe and in provinces of
the United Kingdom. That far ofl
island continent ha 3 made such rapid
progress in the last few years in tho
export of moats in refrigerators that
English dealers begin to fear the
home markets will bo glutted. For
this reason, according to the American
Agriculturist, they insist that in ordei
to avoid serions loss new markets must
be found for their frozen meat in
dustry. There is more or less preju
dice on the part of consumers against
frozen meats, and this is another
feature with which the trade is obliged
to contend, yet the exports fron
Australia have increased enormously
during the laßt few years. Including
beef, mutton and other meats not
preserved by being salted, the United
Kingdom imported in 1893 a total ol
67,800,000 pounds from the country
named against 43,800.000 pounds is
1892 and 22,400,000 pounds in 1800.
A SONG OF HAPPY DAYS.
Ring a sons o' happy days—
Sing it all the ttmo!
Hoses bloomln' In tbe ways—
Cells that sweetly chimo I
Bight or wrong,
Still sing the song—
For happy singing pays I
Sing a song o' hnppy years—
Sing it day and night ;
Let tho rain shod all the toars—
Lot the heart bo light!
Right or wrong,
Still sing that song—•
And keep tho harps string 3 bright!
Sing a song o' happy lives—
Sing it loud and long !
Brothers, sisters, sweethearts, Wives,
Join tho thrilling song!
Bight or wrong,
Still sing that song,
Till nngols to tho chorus throng! ;
—F. L. Stanton, in Atlanta Constitution.
MY NEW FOUND COUSIN.
BY ARTHUR JONES.
§0 begin with, no fel
low was ever moro
fortunate than I m
Laving a host of
pretty girl cousins.
And wliat'H better, 1
am always discover
ing more. I seldom
go anywhere with
out adding n new
one to my list. In
short, I am no long
er surprised at any
thing in this direction.
Last yenr I was studying at the
School of Fine Art, iu Paris, adding
the finishing touches to my education
in art. I was thoroughly devoted to
my work and took little share iu tho
social affairs of the American colony.
Tho few people I cultivated were of
the bohemian world, mostly students
nt tho Fine Arts or tho University.
The novelty of living in this free, out
door atmosphere was RO absorbing that
I missed very little the society of tho
drawing-room.
Late one afternoon tho postman
brought me a letter, postmarked Paris
und addressed in an interesting fem
inine hand : "Mr. Arthur Jones, Eue
de Sevres, No. 103."
"Who can this be from?"l asked
myself as I scanned the envelope and
address. I tore it open without more
ado. "Daisy Tillotson," I read, look
ing first at tho end. "Who on earth
is Daisy Tillotson?"
But here is the letter, copied from
the original, which is nttfiin my pos
session :
BOULEVARD HACRSMAXX, NO. 72,
BABIS, April 17, 1893.
Mr. Arthur Joao3 ■
I will explain at oneo who I am, and then
you will understand why I writo you. Your
mother is a favorite cousin of my mother's,
aud Mamma made mo promise when I left
New York to hunt you up—which I am doing
in tho bust way I know of.
I sineoroiy liopo you are TIIE Mr. Jonos,
for I don't know your first name. I only
know you wore studying art in Baris. Thoy
gavo mo your address at tho Flno Arts.
I shall bo hero several weeks with my
friends, tho Paynes, of St Louis, and I hops
X may seo you soon. Yours sincerely,
DAISY TILLOTSON.
"Daisy Tillotson, Daisy Tillotsou,"
I repeated to myself. "1 don't re
member of any Tillotsons in our
family. However, she seems to know.
That's the troublo with having so
many relations. I supposo I'll have
to look hor up, or Mother will never
forgive me. I'll call at once, to-night
—l've nothing speciol on—and get it
off my hands. She's probably one of
those formal creatures, aud I shan't
have to call a second time."
So I added a few careless touches to
my toilet—for my life among the stu
dents bad mado mo affect the oxtromo
neglige style of dross- walked to tho
Place Cliatelet and took a seat on top
of an Arc de Triomphe 'bus.
Ah 1 what a spectacle that is—to sit
pcrchod on tho top of a great lumber
ing, careening, three borsa 'bus and
see the world of Paris, from one end
to the other, pass in review before
you! Tho lights along the Ruo de
Rivoli have just been lit. The shops
aro closed, but the cafes are bustliug
with pent-up expectancy, for Paris is
just beginning to wake up .for tho
night. But I must not tarry on tho
way.
Boulevard Haussman, No. 72. A
very respectable apartment house.
Mrs. Payne receivod mo. "Oh, yes,
you're Miss Tillotson's cousin. She's
expecting you. I almost feel as if I
knew you myself, Mr. Jones. I've
henrd Daisy rave so over your pic
tures." And she shook hands with me
with regular Western cordiality.
There was a rustle iu the next room.
A girl appeared in tho doorway. She
was dressed in red, a warm red. My
critical eyo at once saw that it
just suited her. I though then I had
never scon a prettier girl, and cer
tainly I havo not changed my mind
sinco.
"Daisy, this is your cousin, Mr.
Jones," said Mrs. Payne. "Now, you
can havo a good visit togethor."
Wo got on from the very first. I
am the easiest fellow in the world to
get acquainted with, if you will give
mo half a chance, though I do closo
up like a clam when I oome in contact
with an unresponsive object.
My mother and her mother, it
seemed, had been schoolmates togeth
or, though I didn't ever remember
ever having heard my mother speak
of it. Strange thing, too, that in all
my lifo I had never heard that the Til
lotsons were relations of ours. And
yet ours is such a largo family, it was
hardly to be wouderod at.
But we didn t havo to confine our-
Bolves to talking over family matters.
Wo found common ground enough
that was moro profitable. I had not
been homo for a year, and she told me
all that had been going on in art and
music meantime.'. Sho was thoroughly
LAPORTE, PA., FRIDAY, NOVEMBER 2, 1894.
conversant and iu sympathy with these
subjects. Sho was herself a student
of tho piano. So thero was enough to
talk about.
I looked at my watch. I was after
eleven o'clock. How the time had
passed! Threo hours had slipped
away and I hadn't realized it. What
better proof tbat I had found my
nowly discovered cousin absorbing.
It was a now sensation formo —me,
who, with my surfeit of fair cousins,
had always been inclined to take the
society of women at a discount.
"Why, I do believe I am actually a
littlo iu lovo with .ai3 girl," I solilo
quized ou tho way back to my lodg
ings. "But it will do no harm.
She's my cousin." So interested was
I in the subject, however, that at that
late hour I sat down upon reaching
home and wrote a letter to my mother
in New York, telling her all about
Daisy Tillotson. Sho was an acquisi
tion to tho family, I said.
I had arranged to take my cousin to
tho Luxembourg gallery tho next day.
Then wo wou'd goto tho opora in the
evening. This was my plan. I called
for her in the morniug with a car
riage. Think of mo riding in a car
riage ! Why, like a true bohemian, I
had always hated anything less ple
beian than a publio omnibus or a bi
cycle. But then, "she's my cousin,"
I argued to myself, "and I must make
hor stay in Paris memorable. J f '« all
on her account."
Yes, sho certainly did look pretty,
that fresh, inspiring Apiil morning.
Sho must havo studied to look her
best. I took this to myself as a com
pliment. Iu turn, I had myself given
unwonted attention to my toilet and
had spent somo little time trying to
decide which cravat I should wear.
"What a romontio nnd unconven
tional situation fate has thrust us into,
Miss Tillotson," I remarked as the
carriage rolled off toward the Luxem
bourg. "Hero arc two vouug peoplo
who have never known and saarcely
heard of each other before, cast sud
denly together, far away from home
and left to each other without sponsor
or chapsron. It sounds too bookish
to be a reality."
"Yes, I've been thinking of it,"
sho answered, "but you know we're
cousins, and that's different."
"After all," I persisted with the
idea of teasing her—for I'm a con
firmed tease —"are you perfectly.sure
of that? You never knew me. Jones
is a common name. Thero may ba
half a dozen painters in Paris by the
name of Jones. In fact, I know one
myself. You picked mo out at ran
dom. Perhaps I'm not your cousin at
all. Maybe the other Jones is the for
tunate one."
"Oh, you're just trying to tease
me," she responded, "and I shan't bo
teased. I know you'd like pretext to
get rid of mo, but it's quita a privi
lege to havo a cousin in Paris who
knows everything, aud I'm not going
to let you go so easily, Mr. Jono3.
" 'Mr. Jones, iudee.l," said I in an
injured tone. "If you call mo 'Mr.
Jones' lam no cousin of yours. My
name is Arthur—to my cousins. Aud
I'm going to call you Daisy. May I?
'Miss Tillotson' is so long, you know."
"I don't know why you shouldn't,'
she said, a little coquettishly, "if
you're my cousin."
It was a gala day for me. How I
enjoyed telling her what I knew about
the pictures. And in tho evening,
how I enjoyed hearing her talk of the
opera—it was "Carmen." Music was
as familiar ground to her as art was to
me. And how often wo found that a
truth was as applicable to one art as
to tho other. We had both been pro
gressing in the same field—art in tho
abstract—along different but parallel
paths ; and tho comparisons of views
were interesting and broadening to lis
both. Ponder tho subject well and
you will fiud that thero are numerous
essential analogies that run through
pictorial, musical and literary art.
For two weeks I scarcely touched a
brush. During that time tho doors of
the Fine Arts knew mo not. My art
had been temporarily eclipsed. "Oh,
well, a fellow doesn't run across suoh
a cousin every day," I urged to myself
in excuse for my noglect of study. I
was trying to persuado myself that I
was interested in Daisy Tillotson
simply because sho was my cousin.
But I know better. I began to wish
she woro not my cousin.
We were very frank with each other.
There was no reason to be otherwise.
One afternoon wo were out at St.
Cloud—out under the budding horse
chestnuts whoso shado Napoleon so
loved. I had been reading "Paul and
Virginia" to her in French, I remem
ber, "You have no right to be my
cousin, Daisy," I said. "What a per
versity of circumstance. Here you
are the only woman I have ever come
across that has forced from me any
real affection of the tenderer sort. And
you are my cousin."
"But maybo I am not your cousin,"
sho responded with a merry twinkle.
"You havo said often enough that yon
are not sure of it. Perhaps I am
some adventuress who, counting on
your brilliant future, has set a trap
for you aud baited it with this cousin
pretext so us not to frighten you
away. There's no telling. Aren't
you a little suspicions?"
And so wo kept up tho sentimental
skirmish. It would havo been a real
courtship if that cousinly barrier had
not stood between us. And still I
felt that it was that very consinly
barrier that made mo so bold, and her
too. Without it, I presume, we should
never, under tho conditions, have be
come more than casual acquaintances.
With it wo had been almost liko
brother and sister from tho very first,
and hero at the end of two weeks it
Ecemod as if wo had known each other
a lifetime.
One evening when I was at Mrs.
Payne's there came a ring at the door,
and tho muid brought a card into
Daisy. It read: "Mr. Anthony
Jones."
"Do you know him? Is he a rela
tive of yours?" asked Daisy, handing
the card to me. "Know him?" said I.
Know Tony Jones? I ought to. He's
an artist, too. He's the one I spoke
of. We've been up into Normandy
sketching together more than once.
But lie's been in Munich since Christ
mas. Perhaps he's the cousin you
were looking for when you found me,
Ha! ha!"
Just then Mr. Jones, the other M.\
Jones, entered. Daioy rose to meet
him. "Why, how are you, Mr.
Jones?" said he, seeing me ; "I didn't
expect to find you here." "Nor I
you," I returned'jocosely.
"Let me present you to mycousiD,
Miss Tillotson," I went on. "Miss
Tillotson—Mr. Jones, Mr. Anthony
Jones."
"Your cousin?" said he inquiringly.
"Why, she's my cousin, too. then. I
must explain, Miss Tillotson. My
mother is a cousin of your mother's, I
believe. She has written command
ing me to call upon you and make my
self known. Fortunately Arthur,
here, has relieved me of the awk\ ft 1-
ness of introducing rnysolf."
"I'm sure I am very glad to see you,
Mr. Jones," she musterod self-com
mand enough to say. "I'm afraid 1
have made a terrible blunder, though,
nuless voti are both my cousins."
I camo to her rescue and explained
the situation to the other Mr. Jones.
"Why, it's very theatrical," said he,
laughing; "it's very much like a come
dy. But which of ns is tho real
cousin, and which the impostor. Or,
are we both her cousins, and so our
selves cousins of the tenth degreo or
thereabouts.
"I don't see any way to decide for
tho present," said I. "Miss Tillotson,
I'm afraid, will have to remain in un
certainty until our credentials can be
compared."
Jones, that is tho other Jones, was
an admirable fellow, and it was not
long beforo wo wore all laughing and
chatting freely over the humor of tho
situation. Daisy brought Mrs. Payne
in and we all had a game of whist
together. Whatever opr relationship
might prove to be, it T*»S a jolly, con
jenial party, that's certain.
The next day I received a letter from
my mother in answer to the one I had
written two weeks before. She had
no cousin of the name of Tillotson, she
said. There wero no 'tyllotsons in tho
family that sho had ever heard of.
"Well, well, what an amusing mis
tako ! I'll go and explain it to Daisy
—Miss Tillotson, I mean—at once,"
thought T. "It's to her. I'll
tease her about it. But it's no more
than a good joke anyway, aud no
harm's done."
So I went and told her! What a
good laugh we had over it all. "But
we're not cousins any longer,".said I,
suddenly drawing myself up with
mako believe dignity. "3o I suppose
I must go back to my painting and
lenvo you to your real cousin, the
other Mr. .Tones."
"You woulddn't do that, Arthur,"
sho said. "I found yon, you know,
nnd I claim you by right of discovery.
A friend when once found is too valu
able a thing to be thrown away, and I
shan't be the one to disclaim our
friendship, begun though it was purely
by chance."
"Bless you," I said. "I'm glad,
after all, that you're not my cousin,
and I wouldn't change plaeos with tho
other Mr. Joucs if I had tho chance,
for now—"
So it was, you see, that Daisy Til
lotson became Mrs. Arthur Jones, if
you must know. Oftentimes her
cousin Tony, the other Mr. JonoF,
comes to seo us, and wo have another
laugh over tho whole affair. If you
should happen our way we'd be glad
to see you. You can find tho address
easily enough. Only be sure not to
get the wrong Mr. Jones.—Tho Path
finder.
The Phenomenon of Gray Hair.
Gray hair by no means shows a pre
mature decay of the constitution. It
is a purely local phenomenon, and
may exist with great bodily vigor.
The spot whore gravness jcgins differs
with the individual. As a rulo a
woman's hair begins to change color
at the temples at five-aml-thirty, but
a severe attack of neuralgia will
whiten the hair over the part affected
in a few weeks. A very tevcre illness
will also diminish the coloring matter.
Gray hair in most cases is very becom
ing, and, when really well dressed, has
a very distinguished appearanca—es
pecially if the face and coloring of the
complexion bo still young. The transi
tion stage is very tryhg, and no
woman likes finding ha: first gray
hair; but, once it is completely gray,
she may get to delight in iho "summer
snow."--New York Dispach.
A Telephone in Chirch.
Supporters of tho telephone system
in Birmingham can now he placed in
communication with Chrbt Churoh iu
that city, and practically take part in
the service. The telephone wire runs
right into the pulpit, and the listen
ers at the other end of tta system cau
hear the tolling of the bel, the pray
ers, the responses, the tinging aud
tho sermon. Even casuil coughing
among the congregation aan be dis
tinguished. Thero are nany classes
of persons on whom this new depar
ture confers a great boot. Tho siok
and bedridden, who havo long been
prevented from attending any plaea
of worship, can now bo prisent, if not
in the flesh, iu the hotting.—flew
York Telegram.
Amazons in tlic Civ| War.
Late statistics in odd tiings in the
history of tho United States Army
show that no less than 150womeu dis
guised as men served as sadiers in the
Army of tho Potomac.-*Now York
Mail and Express.
SCIENTIFIC AMD INDUSTRIAL.
By a new process wood is rendered
fireproof.
Bacteria can exist in all fluids, acids
and alkalios.
The electric light has been intro
duced into the large villages of far-off
Afghanistan.
By a now process of electro-pho
tography a person's internal organs
may be photographed.
The malo of tho sea horse carries
around the eggs laid by tho female and
hatches them, wliilo the female wan
ders where sho pleases.
An absolutely saw proof metal is
made of threo layers of iron, between
which is placed alternately two layers
of cruciblo steel, and the wholo then
welded together.
Dr. Waldo, a London health officer,
has found thirteen different kinds of
living microbes in a loaf of bi-ead. It
is said that the London underground
bakehouses aro proverbially dirty.
Scientists havo dotermined that
moro than twenty terrestrial elements
exist in tho sun's atmosphere.
Among these aro calcium, manganese,
nickel, sodium, magnesium, copper,
zinc, cobalt, aluminum and hydrogen.
A vein of natural gas has been struck
at a depth of 111 feet on tho farm of
Henry Mell, near Moweaque, 111. Tho
outflow of gas wa3 so strong that the
auger and derrick, weighing 403
pounds, wero thrown twenty feet in
the air.
Mr. Jansson recently exhibitod to
tho Fronoh Academy of Sciences tho
clockwork that will register the obser
vations of tho instruments placed in
tho observatory on top of Mount
Blanc, Switzerland. It requires
winding up only onco in eight months,
and is lubricating with a material
that has been exposed to a cold of
eighty degrees below zero without
freezing.
Tho aeration of tho water of rivers
in falling over dams and natural ob
structions has been regarded by some
as exerting an important influence in
purification, but according to an ex
periment mado by Professor Leeds
upon tho water and below Ni
agara Falls, whero natural aeration is
carried onto tho utmost extent possi
ble, no chemical purification is effect
ed during the process.
Izal is the name given to a new sub
stance chemically prepared from cer
tain forms of coal, which clieoks tho
development of microbes, although it
is powerless to kill tho bacilli of ty
phoid fever. That malady is best ar
rested be tho supprossion of milkmen
like that one who caused in Moutclair,
N. J., lately, ono hundred cases and
many deaths by supplying his milk
cans from a well infected by sickness
in hi* family.
The Culii Ilatli.
Tho London Medical Journal com*
bats tho popular notion of tho injuri
ous effects of a cold bath taken when
one is overheated by exercise—an idea
falsified by the experience of athletes
from the days of tho Greeks and Ro
mans even until now, who fnd in this
prooeduro a refreshing aud stimula
ting tonic after the exertion thoy havo
recently undergone. Physiologically
speaking, too, according to this writer,
a cold plunge or douche tuken imme
diate after tho physical effort, when
tho skin is acting frculy aud thero is a
senso of heat throughout tho body, is
as rational as in tho experienco of the
athlete it is beneficial—is paralleled,
in fact, by tho tonic ofiect produced
by tho cold plungo whou tho skin is
actively secreting after a Turkish
bath, and finds its rationale doubtless
in stimulating tho nervous system, in
the increase of iutcrnal circulation,
and also in the renewal of activity to
tho cutaneous circulation after the
momentary contraction of blood ves
sels duo to the cold. The popular be
lief presumably rests on tho injurious
effects which may bo induced by the
bath in ono who does not resort to it
immediately, but allows timS for the
effects of fatigue to show themselves
on the muscles and norves and for the
surfaco of tho body to get cool; taken
then, tho bath is more likoly to de
press than to stimulate; there is less
power of reaction and groator inabil
ity to internal inflammation—a warm
bath rather than a cold ono, at such a
time, being moro suitable and more
safe.
Hypnotism in Surgery.
Hypnotism as a substitute for ether,
chloroform and other opiatos is advo
cated strongly in tho Arena by Dr.
James R. Cocke. Ho believes seventy
five to eighty per cent, of tho oases in
which such drugs ure now usod might
be treated with hypnotism. The shock
to tho system would bo avoided, as
well as tho disagreeable after effects.
A case is Jdoscribod whero prolonged
hypnotism was successfully used tore
duco the pulse, which was at 130, of a
young man suffering from a most pain
ful disoase, who was a complete nervous
wreck, and could obtain no sleep. Iu
two minutes the pulse fell to 108, and
in thirteen minutes ho was breathing
deeply in sleep, und the body was in
a state of repose. Hypnotism was also
uoed in place of chloroform during tho
harrowing daily treatment of au in
ternal wound, aud tho paticut was
thus dragged from tho jaws of doath.
In dental operations also, Dr. Cooko
has frequently used hypnotism.—Now
York Observer.
His Tomb a Miniature Church.
Dr. Woodward, of Sun Prairie,
Wis., has ordered n monument for
himself at Madison. It is to bo a
miniature ohurch iu grauite. It will
bo erected on private property ioar
the doctor's residence, and he will bu
buried there whon he dies.—Chicago
Herald.
Terms—sl.oo in Advance ; 81.25 after Three Months.
COST OF A BATTLE SHIP.
AS MUCH AS $4,000,000 EXPENDED
FOR A SINGLE VESSEL.
What That Immense Sum Re&Hy
Means—Various Items That Knter
Into the Ship's Cost.
IN looking over the appropriations
for the support of the Govern
ment for a fiscal year probably 1
no item will be found therein
which specifies so much money to bo
expended for so limited an object as
one similar to the following:
"The President is hereby authorized
to have constructed by contract one
Bea-going, coastline battle ship, de
signed to carry the heaviest armor and
most powerful ordinance, at a cost,
exclusive of armament and of any pre
mium that may be paid for increased
speed, not exceeding 31,000,000."
At the first glance it soarcely seemn
possible that a single ship, that can be
tossed around at will by the billows
of the ocoan, or be destroyed com
pletely in a few hours if cast upon a
lee shore, could cost such an enormous
amount of money. Four million dol
lars would build a magnificent fleet of
forty full-rigged ships, each capable
of carrying 2000 tons of cargo to any
port in tbo world. It would buy evory
ferryboat plying between New York,
Brooklyn and jersey City. It would
be sufficient to establish a line of six
teen good-sized steamships, suoh as
run from New York to Jacksonville,
Fla., and other domestic ports. A
fleet of fifty such crack yachts as the
Vigilant could be built and fitted up
in elegant stylo for the price paid for
just one battle Bhip.
i If we make our comparisons with
ojects on shore, more astonishing facts
can be gleaned. Take, for instance,
;dwelling houses; a good three-story
brick house, occupying a lot 25
feet by 100 in an ordinary city, would
be worth, on an average, about 810,-
000. Four million dollars would
build 400 houses of that class, and if
these houses were placed in one row,
after making duo allowance for streets
and sidewalks, wo would have nearly
two miles of dwellings. There are not
many towns of 10,000 inhabitants
where tho entiro taxable property is
assessed for #1,000,000. An avorage
mechanic, iu good times, will earn
about 8600 a year; tho money paid
for one battleship by the Government
would thus support nearly 7000 fami
lies, or a city of 35,000 inhabitants,
for a wholo year.
It will naturally be asked, aftur
reading tho above statement, how is it
possible to expend-ihift- great sum for
just one ship? A visit to a largo ship
building establishment whero such
vessels aro constructed will disclose
the fact that the principal item of ex
pense must be the labor. Walk
through the draughting room, the
pattern shop, tho machino shop, the
boiler shop, and out on the vessel
'herself, and everywhere you will find
men working away hour by hour, all
for the ono ship. If we should count
them we would find that thero are
nearly eight hundred employed on one
part or another of this four-milliou
dollar vessel. Month after month
they work, and probably at the end of
four years' time their task will be
completed.
i However, the men wo find about the
yard are not the only ones who are
employed in the construction of tho
battlo ship. In different parts of the
country many others aro working iu
,the mines, tho blast furnaces, and
rolling mills to produco the material
for the men in tho yard to work upon.
'Altogether it is safe to say that a thou
sand men aro constantly employed for
a period of four years in tho constric
tion of ono of these leviathans of the
tea.
Probably no other crdation of man
brings into employment a greater va
riety of artisans than the construction
of a war ship. If wo glace over the
pay roll of a large shipyard wo find
represented thereon draughtsmen, pat
tern makers, machinists, rivetors, cop
persmiths, plumbers, boiler makers,
calkers, pipe fitters, painters, carpon
ters, joiners, sailmakers, riggers, elec
tricians, beilhaugers, decorators, up
holsterers, and many other special
trades and occupations. It has been es -
timated that thero are thirty two classes
of workmen necessarily employed in
the construction of a steamship. As
the majority of these men aro skilled
mechanics who receive from 812 to
825 a week, it can be easily seen where
the money is expended for this class of
construction.
I One of tho most expensive parts of
the whole ship is the armor for the
turrets apd bolts around tho sides.
The contract price for this material
varies between 8500 and sboo a ton,
delivered in the shipyard. This does
not includo the cost of placing tho
plates on tho vessel, which amounts
to a considerable sum. Some of tho
plates weigh twenty-five tons and are
worth nearly $14,000 apiece. It is
probable that when tho gaus and
equipment are supplied and the pre
miums paid for increased speed, tho
cost of one of thesojbatUe ships will
reach a grand totnl cf nearly :)"-,000,-
000.—New York Sun.
A Diminutive Specimen.
Thero has died nt his residence,
Carniney, near Ballvmena, Irolnnd.
one who was reckoned to bo the most
diminutive man in Ulster. His name
was David Yaston, and his stature did
not reach beyond tho hoight of three
feet. At tho time of his death, which
occurred on July 20, ho had attained
tho age of about fifty years. lie was
a married man and leaves a widow and
several of a family to mouru his early
death. For years pust he was woll
known throughout Ballyraenn aud the
district as an evangelistic preacher
nnd carried on tbo grocery business.
—Chicago Herald.
NO. 4.
THE WAV OF THE WORLD.
There onee was a hermit who llvod near a
stream,
Inn pleasant, commodious cavo ;
Folks glared on him dally, with wonder su
preme,
And he lived on tho<fkrosonts tfloy gave.
But one morning he found, with such dread
ful dismay,
That ho could hardly open his lips,
A new hermit settled just over the way,
And himself inn total oclipso.
—F. B. Opper, In St. Nicholas.
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
Lawyers help those who holp them
selves. —Puck.
Women are fonder of talking than
of conversation.—Boston Transcript.
Few people see things as they are.
Most mortals soo them as they want
them.—Galveston News.
The world is full of people who
nevor aspiro above pulling something
down.—Milwaukee Journai.
The cloaks and tho eonts
You may air a3 you will,
But tho odor of camphor
Will cling to them still.
-T-Chiea . o Inter-Ocean.
Jasper—"How did Mr. Blublood
make his wealth?" Jumpuppe—"He
didn't make it. He inherited it, and
it made him."—Puck.
Teacher—"Johnny, where was tho
Declaration of lndepender.ee signed?"
Johnny—"At tho bottom of the page,
mum."—Syracuse Post.
Prospective Purchaser —' 'What min
erals are there in this spring?"
Owner—"Plenty of gold and silver, if
you advertise it properly." -Truth.
"She is ft great favorite with the
male sex." "Yes." "Why doesn't
sho marry?" "Her numerous engage
ments prevent her."—New York Press.
Nell —"Mr. Sillicus is only an apol
ogy for a man." Belle—"Well,
wouldn't you accept an apology if it
was offered ?" —Philadelphia Record.
'Tis not for all the things I want I
My pockotbook I bleed ;
Alas ! I'm poor, because of all
The things I do not need.
-Puck.
When a girl has a dimple in her
cheek she doesn't usually get to bo
more than seventeen years old before
she learns how to work it.—Somer
ville Journal.
"Call him a veteran joko writer?
Why he is not more than twenty years
old." "That is so; but his jokes aro
veterans all tho same." —Indian-
apolis Journal.
She—"l don't see you with Miss
Gotrox any more. Havo you and sho
had a misunderstanding ?" He — "No;
an understanding. She rejected me."
—Brooklyn Life.
Client—"l want to sue the railroad
company for J{50,000 damages. What
is tho first thing for me to do?" At
torney—' 'Give me a retainer for 8500."
—Detroit Free Press.
"What! haven't you namod the
baby yet?" Mamma—"No." "Can't
find anything good enough?" Mam
ma—"N—no; can't find out which
uncle is the richest."—Chicago Inter-
Ocean.
"What's tho matter with Jennings,
Harlow?" "Oh, some mental trou
blo. He suffers from a complete loss
of memory." "3uffers? Jove! he's
in groat luck, considering his past."—
Harper's Bazar.
Patient —"Can you tell me, doctor,
tho cause of baldness? ' Physician—
"Nothing easier, sir. It is duo to tho
falling out of tho hair. Will you pfty
now, or shall I put it down to your ac
count?"— Boston Transcript.
Teacher —" 'They builded bet ter than
they knew.' Do you understand that?"
Bright Bov— "Yes'm ; they always do.
Teaoher—"Who always do?" Bright
Boy—"The architects, you know.
Pop's new 85000 houso cost most $lO,-
000."—Good News.
Friend —"How did the count pro
pose to you, and you accept, if he
could not understand your language
nor you'his ?" American Heiress—' 'lt
was very simple. He showed me his
family tree and I showed him my bank
book."—New York Weekly.
Miss Bellefield —' 'Mr. Spatters is a
good sportsman." Miss Bloomfteld —
"Is he? He never shoots anything."
Miss Bellefield—"That is why I call
him good. I think it is roal wioked
to kill innocent animals and birds."—
Pittsburg Chronicle Telegraph.
"Hast thou a lovor?" asked ho,
"Oh, maldon of tho Rhine?"
She blushed in sweet confusion
And softly faltered "Neln."
He felt rebuffed and know not
What best to say, and then
A sudden thought came to him;
Ho pleaded, '-Make It ton."
—Detroit Tribune.
He —"Now that wo aro engaged, 1
must know if any one ever kissed you
before." She—"Ob, George, how can
you doubt me? I bring you it heart
as fresh and ardent as your own."
(George doesn't know whether to be
satisfied or not.) —Baltimore Tele
gram.
When ono girl tells you that she al
ways prefors the summer at the sea
shore and anDther girl tells you that
she always prefers to spend the sum
mer at the mountains, you may be
pretty sure generally that the first
young lady tans and the second young
lady freckles. —Somerville Journal.
Mr. Smallwort—"l nee that a fe
male bank robber has been operating
out West and has so far escaped cap
ture." Mrs. Smallwort—"How do
they know it is a womau if the robber
has not been captured ?" Mr. Small
wort—"The combination looks havo
all been picked witli a hair-pin."—
Chicago Record.
The present price of beef in Paris
is forty oenta por pound, mutton being
thirty-eight oents, veal thirty-six
cents, and the beat horse meat sixteen
oenta per pound.