'hey say, these critics wise and true, That all life's tales are told ; That death lies 'neath the morning dew, Tbat the heart of the world is cold ! The hero's dus:, his red sword rust, My lady sighs no more ; Good deeds of valor, love and trust, Ha ! ha ! are a poet's lore ! A MUSICAL HEART. BY IDA ESTELLA R. SMITH. Philemon Horventbal bad lived j three-score and tan years in the quiet j village of Aylesborough. He was a uian of unblemished character, was known to be very wealthy, and lived in an unpretentious manner. He was a psychist, and his rather peculiar religious views were the cause of many heated arguments among those of his friends whom he considered it his duty to instruct in the mysteries of his chosen faith. He fully believed that when the time should come for him to"put on immortality" he would be received on the next plane by a host of bright spirits. As he was charitable, owed no man aught that he could not pay, hail kept the com mandments and had been as nearly as possible what the world calls an up right man, he believed that a recep tion of unusual grandeur awaited him. Notwithstanding this assurance, he seemed to prefer deferring his journey to the "e\er-green shore" as long as possible, for a real or imaginary pain in the region of his heart one day caused the good man to make a rather hurried visit to a physician of his ac quaintance. Dr. Elwell was one among the list of possible converts to his spiritual istic doctrine, and as Philemon en tered his office he immediately cast about for an excuse whereby be might, if possible, avoid the expected lecture. But there was a troubled look on his old friend's face that quite disarmed him, and a few moments later l)r. El- I well's head was pressed against his j side in a listening attitude. As he ; listened, instead of hearing the heart- j pulsations, as he expected, be heard music! He raised his head and looked ! about, but could no longer bear it. | Once more he pressed his ear against | Philemon's heart, and once more be i heard the same sweet strain. The music sounded like the soft tones of his own piano, as he had heard his daughter playiug before leaving the house, which stood about 20 yards distant The doctor walked to the door and listened, but heard no sound. He looked toward the house, but there was nothing unusual in that direction. By the time the thoroughly puzzled physician had listened, first at the front, then at the back door of the office, alternately pressing hi 3 ear against Philemon's side, he had aroused the old man's curiosity. "Anything peculiar about it, doc tor?" "A little unusual, surely." "Unusual?" "I imagine I hear music." "Well, doctor, I believe there is to be a show in town. I snppose they are having a street parade." The physician hesitated. If he ex plained he feared a lecture on the su pernatural. If he did not explain he felt that he was deceiving an innocent man. Thilemou continued, "I hope that it will not prove serious, though I suffer considerably at times, and thought best not to neglect it." "Y-a-s." "Yon seem undecided." "I—l never had a case of this kiud before! I think there must be some mistake, but I certaiuly hear music every time I press my ear to your heart," he replied, half feariug an ex planation of the mystery from his pa tient's standpoint, and preparing to defend his own belief against all spir itualistic delusion. Philemon was silent. He looked searchingly into the doctor's eyes,half expecting to see a twinkle of merri ment, but there was nothing of -the kind. Indeed, his honest face wore a troubled expression quite convincing to the patieut. < Philemon pointed across the street. I "I see Dr. Grey over there. I'lease call him." i A moment later Dr. Elwell was ex- ; plaining to his brother physician the usual occurrence, auil together they sought an explanation; but to nw pur pose. Dr. Grey heard music when his ; ear rested against Philemon's side, as his friend had heard it. A serious expression rested on the usually happy counlenace of their pa tient as he prepared to depart He arose, pulled his hat over his eyes, and walked out as feebly as though he had grown ten years older. Both physicians were as puzzled over the apparent effect of their communication as they were as to the origin of the sweet strains. Philemon walked down the village street like a man in a dream. A neighbor spoke socially as he passed, but the old man did not hear. He entered his house, mechan ically drew a chair before the open lire, seated himtelf and rested his head in his hands. His dog stretched himself at his feet, occasionally open ing one eye to look up at his master, who had failed to speak a word of wel come, and the omission had not passed unnoticed by the faithful brute. A half hour passed. Philemon moved uneasily, and the mastiff's tail thumped against the floor reassuring ly. "Amzie!" The dog bounded to his feet with a whine of pleasure. "Amzie, my boy, I have much to attend to; very much, for I have this day received a warning." He placed his hand on the animal'a LOVE HAS A VOW. But lips speak low and hopes beat high, Sweet fuses flash and fade; Brave souls bow down to the mystic sky— Ho ! Love has a vow new-made ! Anii never a star o'er the western bar Falls-into the deep of night But a thought iB born tbat will burn far,far, In the deathless soul of the right! —Charles W. Stevenson. ] head,and in a sorrowful and affoction- I ate manner caressed the only creature left to him whom he believed loved him disinterestedly. "Yes, Amzie, I have received a warning of the approachiug chance. I suppose I ought to be thankful that the time draws near, but it is uncer tain, after all. Yon must be provided for, and you shall be! The rascally relatives who anxiously await my final leave-taking cannot cheat you out of your inheritance! You are my best friend! Do you understand me? My best friend!" JThe mastiff' raised one huge paw and placed it across his master's knee as he tried to lick the hand that caressed him. Philemon gently stroked it and continued: "I have been told that there are animals on the next plane, Amzie; I cannot sav whether it be true, but you can come to me if they misuse you. They dare not, sir! They dare not!" be shouted, excitedly. He pulled the chair toward a rather antiquated desk, and wrote several words on a slip of paper. "Take this to Ptichard, my boy. If my heart is weak I must save steps; I have heard that walking is injurious if one suffers with heart disease." The dog took the note in his mouth, and as Philemon opened the door bounded outward, A fiw moments later he returned, with the gardener closely following. "You sent for me? Amzie brought I the note." "Yes, Bichavd; I want you to bring a lawyer here at once. He must be | the tirst one you can find. lam in a great hurry!" And the man hurried away. When the lawyer arrived he found Philemon seated before the desk,busi ly engaged in arranging his business papers. One drawer after another had been emptied,and the contents heaped in considerable confusion before him. He welcomed the lawyer, and pro ceeded to explain why he had called him. "I have concluded, sir, that a man who has lived as long in this world as I have ought to properly arriuige matters before leaving for the next; therefore, I have sent for you to do the work for me." The lawyer ac juiesced, jolitely re marking that he hoped it might be many years tirst, and Philemon con tinued, "I have a large estate to dis pose of. I also have a few distant rela tives; not one among them would, from genuine sorrow, shed a tear at my grave; but this faithful fellow wiit mourn." Here he once mora caressed the dog. "I want him properly cared for during his life, if he survive me— and I have good reason to believe that he will; and as either one of the ras cally set who claim relationship to me would, in all probabily, assist him in reaching dog-heaven ahead of time, I wish to leave him in the care of my gardener, Pichard Jenkins. He is faithful, and Amzie is fond of him. I wish him to understand that this room, with all it contains, is to be re served for the use of the dog. The remaining portion of the house is to be used by his own family, and Amzie is to be well cared for. In compensa | tion for thet-e services I will place at his disposal §10(10 the first year, and j it shall be increased 8200 each year ; that my pet shall live. A sure incen- tive for Richard to see that he has good care," he remarked, with a grin of satisfaction, as the lawyer rapidly transferred the old mau's wishes to paper. He then expkined minutely how and what the dog was to be fed,and he wished Richard to understand that though he often stretched himself be fore the lire,at limes he enjoyed lying on the broad sofa, which must be left for his use alone. The lawyer stniled indulgently, and continued to write until the rather peculiar document was finished. Soon afterward the will was proper ly signed and witnessed, the lawyer had gone, and Philemon was oace more seated before the fire. The evening shadows were length ening. Philemon seemed to have for gotten that he usually ate a heavty meal at this hour. Amzie, as usual, lay at his,master's feet, occasionally looking upward and emphasizing the fact of his presence by the same loud rap of his tail. The old man remained in this posi tion for some time. He was thinking of the years that had passed since his wife hud been taken from him, and now he believed the time short until he should meet her. Save for those who ministered to his comfort, and were paid for their services, he had lived alone, with only the companion ship of a dog. Amzie was the third mastiff that had enjoyed the privilege of lying at his feet. "The time is short," he thought aloud, and Amzie immediately bounded to his side. "i'ou are in the habit of going with me for a walk at this hour, sir. Come along. I have a strange errand to do tonight." Without further conversation with i his dumb companion Thilemon walked slowly up the street until he reached • the village furniture and undertaking i establishment. Here he paused as though somewhat undecided whether > to enter. A dim light burned in the rear of tbe store, though the front re mained in darkness. Finally Phile mon entered the dimly lighted build ing in a hesitating manner. Tbe pro prietor came out of the back room, and upon recognising his visitor cordially welcomed him. When he had selected a coffin and given directions as to bow he wished it trimmed, he left the astonished un ; dertaker and walked toward the home of a fellow-psychist. After seriously considering the mat ter, Philemon had decided to visit ibis man and explain the state of his ' feelings regarding the spiritual phe nomena, as be was pleased to consider : tbe occurrence in the doctor's office j that morning. His friend listened at j tentively until he had finished; then ] he langhed. "If you neither saw nor beard any ! thing unusual yourself, my opinion is that those physicians were playing a i joke'on you," was tbe unsatisfactory reply. And the matter seemed to have a little less serious an aspect to Pbile , mon, though be had gone too far, and : arranged his earthly affairs prepara tory to entering the next world with too much geunine anxiety, to cast it off at the first laugh from his frieud. "Should this matter prove to be as I think, you will speak a few words | over my remains, will you not?" he inquired, half hoping that his time on I earth would end abruptly, if only tc : conviuce the man that he was right. 1 "I will," was the grave reply, and Philemon departed. His words bad not produced the ef feet upon bis frieud that be bad hoped, though he still felt convinced of the genuineness of tbe warning; aud witl tbe faithful Amzie walked homeward, j j repeating a few comforting verses o. ; Scripture, believiug it tbe propei j | thing for a man to do who expectec | ■ ere long to take that journey frou: j whence no man returns. He reached the corner of tbe strce near his home without speaking to tin ! dog. It bad been his custom to con verse with him in a confidential man ! ner, quite ignoring the fact that h. ; 1 received no reply; but tonight the ■ dog seemed to nudei Btand his master'! mood aud trotted on ahead. Sudden ly a man emerged from Philemon*! gate, and Amzie gave a bark of reeog nition. It was Dr. El well. "Good evening, Mr. Harventlial. have been searching for yon for ai hour. I thought you seemed some , what disturbed over our heariug music this morning, and I wanted tt tell you that after you left we discov j ered that your back had rested agains* ; the thin pipe of tbe speaking tube which communicates with my bouse, ! and my daughter was playing tbe , piano. If you were not BO bard ol j bearing you probably would have heard it yourself." Philemon mumbled something, ha scarcely knew what, and the doctor I hurried on. But a load seemed tc have been suddenly lifted from him. He now realized that he had eater j nothing since mornin?,and understood i that the faiut feeling he had experi ! enced was caused by hunger; though ] before he sought food he exclaime.l, ' "Never mind, Amzie; you are pro vided for! I needed a shock."— j Woman's Home Companion. QUAINT AND CURIOUS. Frobably the top is the oldest to> i in the world. It has been used foi j thousands of years in all parts of the giobe, and some savage tribes use it iu the performance of religious rites. j lowa county, Wis., lays claim tc ; having the lowest-salaried official ir ; the employ of the United States gov- | eminent. The government hires Fi an'n , 1 Lyucli for one cent a year to carry the mail between L'o Igeville, the county 1 seat of lowa county, aud Mineral Point, nine miles distant. I In 1180 astrologers said the worlc j would be destroyed by tue con,unc j tion of the planets. A few years late"i another alarm was raised, and iu 1532, ! Simon Goulart claime 1 a mountain hat i opened in Assyria and a scroll bad j been shown him on which was written ! the prediction that the world was ; coming to an end. He frightened everybody. A curious fishing wheel is used or the Columbia river, near Portland, j Ore. It is fixed near the bank of the j river, a place being selected where tht j river is most rapid. The wheel con j sists of three receivers. These art ; euclosed on three sides by wire net . tiug, and, as the wheel revolves bj ! means of the current, each receivei i is submerged boneatu the water, anc j scoops up the salmon as they jump ii the rapids. j There is a place in the middle of th< Pacific ocean well known to mariners where there is never any Christmas day. This is owing to its being ii ! the 180 th degree of longitude one directly opposite to Greenwich, and therefore, 12 hours ahead of Green wich time. In a journey around thf globe the other 12 hours would have | to be marked out of the navigator'f i calendar, and if this poiat crossing the antipodes is touched Christniat eve then there can be no Christina.* day. Kansas can boast perhaps of tht smallest woman now alive. Her nnmi is Helen Powers, and her home is witl her parents at Wetmore, iu Browi county. She is now 24 years old, bu she has never grown a bit since th» age of three. A local paper print! her picture as she appears playing with a pair of rabbits, and really the} are nearly as big as the baby-likt | figure beside them. "She was takeu j with a severe i.luess at the age oi ! three,"says the paper, "and she has never grown any larger. She has the 1 intelligence of a bright child of three," [CHILDREN'S COLUMN. j! Tli® Owl unci the Katydid. Still wns the night, and the woods were still Slog heigh! sing ho! my honey! 'Vhen the Owl and the Katydid chatted away In a tashion quaint and funny; blag heigh! sing ho! iny honey! Said the Owl, "I called on the Moon this eve." Sing heigh! sing ho! my honey! But a voice from below chirped, Katy, did, too; Now that was exceedingly funny; Sing heigh! sing ho! my honey! "I sung to the Moon," said the Owl, in glee; King boot! sing boot! my honey! But the other suid, "Katy did, Katy did, too." Sing heigh! sing ho; sing Katy didl Sing heigh! sing ho! my honey! Then all again in tbn woods was still, Sing heigh! sing ho! my honey! And the Moon peeped over the eastern hill. Now isn't my story fanny? Sing heigh! sing ho! my honey! Trapped by Hl* Hate. A writer in Cassell's Little Folks tells an interesting story of a runaway hippopotamus. In the days when Mr. A. D. Bartlett was king of tbe London zoo the hippopotamus once managed to break out of its bouse. It employed its freedom very properly to make a sail upon Mr. Bartlett. The latter, however, was not quite pleased to see bis bilge charge out of bounds, aud sent for one of the elephant keep ers to preach peace aud sweet j reasonableness to tbe creature. To : this mau the "hippo" had taken ex treme dislike, and when he shouted to j it it turned rouud and chased him. j Away flew the keeper at the top of his speed toward the "hippo's" den, the big beast in hot pursuit. The keeper darted through the gate and up the stairs to the platform over the "hip po's" tank. Here he was safe. Mean while Mr. Bartlett, who had been fol lowing the runaways, had securely ; fastened the gate, and tbe "hippo" ; was, of course, again doomed to lan guish iu prisou. Kite Way in Far-Away China. There is one time of the year when every boy would not object to becom ing a subject of the Chinese emperor for just one day. This time is the ninth day of tbe ninth month, accord ing to tbe Chinese calendar. On this day a kite-flying festival is held. Then every Chinaman who has any regard for his spiritual and physical welfare and can afford a kite—and there a-e few, indeed, who cannot afford such an inexpensive trifle—goes to a hill aud flies his kite the whole day long. This custom prevails, more generally, of course, in the rural districts, for were the inhabitants of a great city like Canton or I'ekin each to send up a kite the strings would become en tangled and the very heavens would be darkened with such a collection of paper and string as never was seeu. The custom was originated by a mau who had a strangely realistic dream, iu which it was revealed to him that some calamity would befall his house on a certain day. Wishing to avoid this unknowu but inevitable disaster, he took his family to a neighboring bill top aud amused the children by flying a kite. Wheu he returned home that night he found that bis bouse bad literally fallen to the ground, thus killing all the dogs and pigs that had been left at home to keep house. That set tbe fashion and since then when ever the anniversary of that day comes rouud other families,remembering the providential escape of their country men, fly their kites from the hills in the belief that ns the paper toys ascend they will carry off the evil spirits that might otherwise demolish their own houses and bury them in the ruins should they stay at home. of the Croome* anil Snowdrop*. A very long time ago snowdrops aud crocuses grew only in oue beautiful garden, aud ail the crocuses and all 1 the snowdrops in all the world are sprung from those first ancestors. In the earliest days, instead of drooping their heads, the snowdrops grew straight up. Indeed, they were pert little flowers, and excessively proud of tbe delicate green markings ! that relieved their whiteness. Crocuses, too, iu those days were ! not as now. They were smaller aud | pure white, without a touch of color. ! Even the little stamens and pietilß | were all white. One morning, in the wonderful gar ! den, where would be many, many flowers later in the year, crocuses and snowdrops were blooming together. "You poor things!" said a t.rll little snowdrop, swaying back and forth cn her slender stem above the crocuses. "How cold yon look! It is you should be named for the snow instead of J. It really makes me shiver to look at you, you are so white! Now I, you see, hnve beautiful green embroidery on my frock, green as the grass and trees will be by aud by. Every one who sees me cries, 'Ob, spring is comiugl Here is a snowdrop!' But you—l don't wonder they hardly look at yon." "I'm sure we all have green things growing up around us," ventured one newly opened crocus, bolder than the rest. "Pooh! Those are only leaves. | Every one has leaves," said snow drop, tossing her head. I "Grass blade 9 are leaves, too," ! murmured the crocuses. Yet they | could not forget the words of the i suowdrop, and they became very sor- I rowful, for they wanted every one to , love them. And next morning, when | the angel of the flowers came, there 1 was a frozen tear in each little pale sup. It was very cold that morning, bu.* the crocuses did not mind the cold "Why do yon weep, children?* asked tbe flower angel. "Because snowdrop has been telling us we don't belong to spring, but ar« only a bit of winter that's left over, and people will be giad when we ar# gone." "Snowdrop is very vain of hergreer markings," said the angel. "But be patient cbildreu, and we shall see." It was still dark, for it was verj early. Just a faint glow Bhowed ii the east, where the morning sta: shone brightly, and below tbe star, ai if swnng from it like a pale, goldez censer, bung the slender crescent o the old moon. High up Arctaruc flashed, and northward, clear amon; tbe lesser constellations, gleaned the dipper; while, still further north, fol lowing the "pointers," tbe eye came to tbe great white star that never sets. The angel flew straight east unti: she found the sun, who-e messengei she was, and told her story. "Great king," she ended. "They are very sad—the poor, white cro cuses. I would some new gift might be granted to cheer them." "And because they are sad," asked the king, "do they droop and fade, refusing to live the life I have or dained?" "They lift their heads quite brave ly," said the angel, "and await youi coming. Only the frozen tear lies at the heart of each." "It is well," said the king. "Go southward now, for the peach trees bloom and the magnolia begins to bud. They need your care." The angel bowed nud went. Then sunrise came to the great gar den. In the east the sky grew brighter. I Now it was soft rose, blending to gold I toward the horizon. In the midst of I the rose glow still hung the moon and ! planet, tinged with faintest golden green. Southward violet clouds were turning gold and saffron at their edges. As the color grew in tbe sky, what was happening to tbe sad little cro cuses? They were surely growing taller and more exquisite in shape, and —was it a reflection from the white i clouds that tinted some of them? But it stayed when the clouds burst into flame. Then the sunlieams came, and, as they touched each cup-shaped flower, they dropped jewels of gold within. | Even those that had stayed white re i ceived the jewels, and those that ha 1 ; caught tbe tinge of violet deepened, while one whole family, where tbe sun beams came last and stayed the long est, turned to gold all over. What a show they made, tbe gold and tbe violet, and the white streaked with violet, and the pure white, with gold at tbe heart of them. And bow they shouted and sang! "Tbe sunbeams, the sunbeams are 1 painting us! Oh, shall we be always thus?" "Yes," whispered the sunbeams, "it is because you were humble aud obedient." When the pert snowdrop heard that she hung her bead, ashamed to look the great suu father in the fai-e. And, as she gazed at tbe glowing crocuses she grew very meek and ! said, "I was wrong; and,oh! you are more beautiful than I can ever hope to be." 1 "Nay, not so," cried tbe generous ! crocuses. "Never before were you half sv lovely as now,with your sweet, bended head." And the little sunbeams caressed tbe snowdrop gently, bidding her be of good cheer, for tbe kind suu father loved to forgive his children. But snowdrop never raised her pretty head. All tbe other snowdrops bung their heads, too; for bad they not ap plauded their sister? Aud, by and by, as the years went on, people grew to love the snowdrops for their meek aud lowly spirit, aa much as tbe crocuses for their gay ; colors; and always the two flower tribes dwell close together, in most perlect harmony.—Christian Register. lied Popp?r» and Buzzavd*. "Down in my section of the I nited • States there is mnch to interest an ob serving man," said Alfred J. Smith of i Nogales, Ariz., "but there are two things which you don't have here which play an important part in tbe ! every-day life of a portion of the in habitants, and for tbe sake of a brief description I will designate them as buzzards and tamales. "Tbe Mexicans are inordinately fond of red peppers. They grow to enormons size compare 1 to those you see here, and in tbe houses and to the eaves of tbe porches of every Mexican habitation, be it ever so humble, in Mexico, Arizona aud California, one will observe strings of this brilliant red condiment banging with the ends of the stalk twisted into braids. "The Mexican mixes the red pep pers with his food with a lavishness indicating his extreme fondness for | its hot, burning flavor, and in a man ner that is unacceptable to tbe Amer ican palate. It euters into the com position of all his dishes. "Now for the buzzards. These justly named scavengers of tbe air are very numerous in tbe section I have named. The association between Mexicans aud buzzards lies in this: The former's flesh is so saturated with red peppers that when he is ovei taken by death on the plains or desert buz zards will not eat the bod~. At least, this is the common understanding in tbe section I hail from."—Washington Star. Mercy ami Paper Currency. Counterfeiting was once punishable by deathsiu England, a fact which led a judge, in passing sentence on a man convicted of tbe crime, to say: "I tan bold out to yon no hope of mercy here, and I must urge you to make prepara tion for another world, where I hopo yon may obtain tbe mercy which a due regard for the credit of our paper currency lorbids yon to hope for now.' THE GREAT DESTROYER. SOME STARTLING FACTS ABOUT THE VICE OF INTEMPERANCE. Toll Ont-Illng In—Some of the Bout anll out the griefs that are clinging Fnst to the swift-flying year#! Ring in the smiles that are hidden Deep 'neuth an ocean of tears. Toll out the sorrows of childhood Caused by the horrors of Rum! Toll out want's shadowy spectres. Ring in the blessings of home! Toll out the sighs of the prl«'uer! Ring in bis freedom again! Toll ont the sneers of Rum's menials! Ring In the ballots of men. —Temperance Advocate. 7-1 (inor In the Army. It has long been claimed that the sol d.er must have his grog, but some of the best and most experienced generals, Eng lish and Americau, of modern time-, bear a different testimony and hold that It Is In jurious to the morale of an army. It lsin teresting, as well as profitable, to note bow by precept and example they have sought to promote a temperance reforma tion in the soldiery under their command", nnd to educate their governments and countrymen up to the highest wnt«r-mark of teetotalism in military organization and campaigning. We give some testimonies upon this sub ject worth pondering and acting upon. Professor James Miller says: "Experience has taught the Russian mil itary authorities that spirits are inimical to the strength and power of endurance of the Russian soldier." Captain Peary, who knew whereof he spoke, has said: "Peo ple say that ardent spirits ke*;p the cold out. I sny, they let It in. Few seamen have been In the cold more than I have, and I know that spirits do harm." Field Marshall Lord Napier observe*: "On re viewing the records of soldiers' offences, all, practically, have their origin in drunk enness. Of 18,000 men under my command In India, (he totnl abstainers had no crimes. The temperance men had prac tically cone. The whole body of crime was among non-abstainers." Speaking of their observation and ex perience during our Civil War. Georire 13. McClellan affirmed: "Would all the officers unite in setting the soldiers an example of total abstinence from intoxicating drinks, it would be equal to an addition of 50,000 men to the armies of the United States." General Robert E. Lee, declared: "Men : need no stimulant. It Is something. I am i persuaded, they can get alons without." | General StonewallJacksou, said: "I never I use liquor; I am more afraid of it than of | Yankee bullets." | To-day the two most successful and fa | mousofflceis in the British Army are Lord J Roberts and Lord Kitchener, and yet they believe In keeping rum out of the army : and have gained their mo't notable vic tories with soldiers who were not given its use. It was Lord Roberts who made ex periments in India by which he proved that 25,000 soldier-abstainers could putin tli« field 2000 more effective troops t!• hm 50,00(1 uon-abstalners. It was Lord Kitchener who led a teetotal army to victory in the Boudan, where be established prohibition upon a marked scale. Lord Wolseley agrees with these chieftains, and is doing all be can to encourage temperance among tbo soldiers of Great Britain. In the light of these testimonies, tlnrels no excuse for the canteen In the Amorlcan army. Public sentiment is against It, and law ought to be. Those lu authority, who uphold and keep it there, do so at their peril. We hope the day will come when cot only It, but the drink-curse lu all Its forms, will be banished from the army and navy of our growing republic.—The Pres byterian. Mado n Drunkard by a Prescription. A funeral took place In Paterson, N. J., the othor day of a young wife. The phy [ slcian's certificate of death was "died of chronic alcoholism." The husband said: I "Our marriage had been a happy one un [ til my wife was ordered to take whisky. I 1 am not to blame for the scan Jul. Although | I have been u temperance man for 11 fty | nine years I was forced to give my wifo I liquor at home or suffer scandal or dts i grace." The story is a sad one. On the death of her child about a year ago she was taken ill. In an evil moment the attending physician prescribed whisky for her. She continued to use it and al most before the husband knew it his young wife was a drunkard. The craving for liquor overmastered her. For more than a half a century her hus band had been a total abstainer. lie has n horror of liqtior. He consented to Its being administered to bis wife because the doctor said it was necessary. When he found that his wife had become a slave to liquor he tried to keep it from her. This was Impossible, for if she could not get it at home she would go ont for it. Ou that account the husband gave her all she demucded to prevent scandal. Professor Atwater's Claims. Is it not strange that, after more than forty centuries have elapsed since the re sults of Professor Noah's experiments with alcohol were first given to the world, even great university professors are experi menting with that mysterious liquid, and that, too, without having lu ult this time achieved any appreciable results in ad vance of those which Noah first discovered and his biographer first announced? Surely the persistency of scientific Investigators of alcohol is unconquerable! One thing, however, Is pretty fully settled, namely, that however capable the human system is of assimilating homeopathic doses of alco hol, there is always something about the liquid thus administered which demands at first a frequent repetition of the dose, and later the consumption of it in such allopathic quantities as turns men first into spewing Idiots, later into fiends uud de mons, and ultimately consigns them to the drunkard's grave aud the drunkard's hell. —Free Methodist. Temperance In French Army. The French army has taken a hand la the war against alcoholism. Although the gr<-at military organization lias not de cided upon any united action iu the mut ter, certuin eminent generals have given an example that may be later followed by the supreme heads of the army. The step's taken by these officers are lu the direction of restricting the privileges hitherto en joyed by soldiers for obtaining liquor. Note* of the Crimaile. Out of 520 towns and plantations in Maine, 437 effectually prohibit the saloon. Out of a population of 661,08J, there are 406.855 who never come iu toucu with a sa loon. We license a saloon that makes a man drunk; we pay policemen to remove tL-e drunken inuu to jail; we pay the officers ot court high fees to try the prisoner; we pay a big salary to a judge to sentence him. and if he commit crime, we pay tho ex% penses of a penitentiary tosiiut him up tot years. Dr. G. Sims Wocdhead, M. D.. Professoi of Pathology in Cambridge University, says:"lt is now generally recognized thai children should never take alcohol, which according to the highest authorities, ej erts an exceedingly deleterious action OE rapidly-growing tl«sues, interfering witb their nutrition, and preventing the devel opmect of their eroner fnuc.ii.'->."