ITT mm n. m Two Men and a Sha k 1 1. Imprisoned In a cave, with a hark keeping guard outside and only waiting for the rising of the tide to enter and seize his victims! Such was the position in which the au thor nnd his companion found them selves. What happened afterwards is graphically told In the subjoined narrative. I was In San Francisco taking my late employer's advice a rest. One morning he had failed to meet his liabilities and me. He Just left a clean pair of heels and a little note. The note advised me to follow his seceding example, or remain and take a moneyless rest. I acted on the lat ter; I had to. After a week's very active "rest" my liabilities were sold to a nowly formed cor per syndicate, "The San Francisco and California Copper Company." I was to accompany an other gentleman as a surveyor on a copper prospecting expedition in Southern California. That week one of the Pacific Mall Company's boats the City of Pan ama, I think sailed for Mexico and Peru, and in her wo took berths. In a few days we were dropped at Maza lant. a port on the west coast of Mexico. From there wo crossed the Gulf of California to La Pas an Idle-born, listless town, having then hut little, If any, excuse to offer for Its existence. Here we procured some over-ripe Mexican "plugs" a species of quadruped, or, rather, ac tive volcano on four legs to Jolt us Into the mountains. I do not Intend to inflict upon the reader the results of a scientific expedition which had for Its object the examination of the copper-bearing rocks In that -egion; let it suffice to say that during this metal-chasing trip Dr. Butler, geo logist, of Chicago, and myself were the unaspiring victims of a very nerve-trying adventure, which befell us on the southwest coast of thf- Gulf of California. One sun-bathed morning fift7 or sixty miles south of La Paz, Dr. But ler and I found ourselves upon the coast. He waa examining and obtain ing specimens of basaltic and lrachy tlc rock. I accompanied him, ready to take bearings nnd measurements of the locality If necessary. We had Just wended our way around the foot of a bluff and rocky headland when wo saw bsfore us a "U"-shaped Inlet, rock-girt on three sides. About 150 feet across at Its widest part, the cove penetrated sev eral hundred feet into the rocky coast. Precipitous were its sides and sullen its putlines, but Its deep and sparkling waters looked cool and In viting. in the blank nnd shrubless cliff across the lnijt we discerned the gap ing mouth of a cavern, with its lower lip, to the extent or a few inches, ap pearing above the water's edge. "I.sliouK like to examine the rock formation of that cavern's Interior," said the doctor, presently, half to hirofcelf and half to me. Then, after a if.imentary pause, ho added, "But hj the dickens are we to get tere, .-Bailey?" It could be seen at a glance that there was no land approach to the cavern. Neltter was there any ma terial around us with which to con struct a raft. Howover, it needed no sixth sense to solve the problem. "I guess there Is only ope way, doctor," said I, "and that is to swim! " Both of us wore fairly good swim mers and cared little for the watery streSch tnat separated us from our object; Indeed, the project incited within us great and pleasant expec tations. In the overweening fit of enthusiasm that inspired us we con sidered danger o! every sort out of the question. Accordiugl;- we stripped, dived, and struc!: out with all the vigor commensurate, with our high spirits. Up the other side we crawled, and together prepared to enter tho dark unkuown. With my eyes attuned to busiuess I noticed that the cavern was about thirty feet long and shaped like a trumpet. Inside it was about fifteen feot wide by six or seven feet high. Once we were well Inside, tho damp, salt-laden air, to gether with the half-lit chadowy rocks, had a depressing effect upon my spirits. Next to a tomb, I de cided, it waB the most uncomfortable place In which I had ever been. . However, in this ocean cubicle Dr. Butler pursued his Investigations, for it pro Boiled something tangible to our business hopes. Meanwhile, accout red in the unobstruslvo costume of Adam, I squatted on the floor and watched him. He flitted from one one point to another with business like zeal. Presently he commeLced to trace towards the entrance a aide fissure in the rock. So Intent was his mind on his task, and so glued wore his eyes to the fissure, that ho took little need as to where and how ho placeu his feet, with the unfortun ate result that, moving quickly for ward he steppad heavily upon a sharp conical point and lacerated one of his bare feet severely. Some of the rocky scale penetrated the wound, and to wash this extraneous matter from the cuts he limped to the cav ern's mouth and bathed his bleeding foot in the water, In which task I as sisted him. The wound blod profusely; there was no stopping it for some time. Eventually, however, Butler got up, re-entered the cavern, and resumed his Investigations. Not wishing to return into tho cold nd gloomy interior of tho cave, I re mained at the entrance, basking in the warm sunshino. Except for a few sea birds that whirled in giddy flight far above ine in the clear blue heavens, not a liv ing thing gave signs of its existence The transparent waters of the mighty Pacific, with the sun's rays dancing on the tiny waves, hipped melodlous l.v at my feet. Farther seaward, and as far as the eye could reach, i.ic solemn, stupendous gruudeur ot the ocean lulled one's senses luto a be nign forgetfulness. One felt ones helplessness, one's utter Insignifi cance. But hark! What was that strange swishing sound that broke the si lence? It was quite close to me beside me. Horrors! I sprang to my feet with a sharp exclamation, for there, not a dozen feet away, was a tall, triangular fin the dorsal fin of a huge shark! A cry from me brought Dr. Butler quickly to my side. "Great heav ens!" cried he, visibly affected, as he gazed upon the hideous creature. "What a bloodthirsty brute ho looks! The blood from my foot must have attracted him from the open." A moment more and a terrible thought flashed simultaneously through our brains. This horror- creating denizen of the deep was our Jailer! So long as he remained there our only avenue of escape was closed. ine doctor turned nnd looked at me in silence, and In silence I rp tnrned his scrutiny. Each knew enly too well that for us there was no way of gaining the opposite shore and liberty except by swimming across the inlet. We knew, more- ver, that If wc assaved the nassaeo one of us must be taken by the mon ster to pay the price of the other's liberty. But, the reader may nsk. why not. In preference to such a horrlhle death, stay Indefinitely in the cr.vern. oven to the point of dying of starva tion? Unfortunately for us, how ever, we had no alternative, for we new, from the marks on the rnrka that when the tide rose the shark would be able to invade the cavern! No; as surely as the waters ebbed ana nowed, a certain and horrible death awaited one or other of us Not a hair's breadth back ward or forward did the creature move from his post outBldo the cave. Grim and expectant he lay there in all his' re pulslveness, the vanguard of death. Once he tilted himself slightly, and by so doing showed us his hnrrin grey eyes and his more horrid mouth a mouth that bristled with many rows of teeth. The creat hrnto seemed to root us to the spot with a ascination ot horror, for time Massed and we knew it not. How lone we remained staring at the creature T cannot say, but when wo woke from our terror Induced stupor our feet were Delng laved by the incomlnir tide. "Bailey!" cried Dr. Butler, sud denly. "Come into the cavern. An Idea has struck me which may save us. Quick! Leaving the brink. middling through the rising water, I dumbly followed my companion. Already his face had become pale and hacirard: mental anguish unrelieved soon palls the brightest face. 'Well, doctor," murmured I. as wc stood inside, "what is it?" v "Why, this," he answered, oulet- ly. "Maybe If wo keep ourselves out of his sight In this cave, and remain absolutely silent, he may get the Im pression we have departed, and thon perhaps he wil leave the Inlet. T can suggest nothing better. Vhnt do you think about it?" I guess we'll try it." said f. with a little hope stealing back to me. Right; now let us take seats on these ledges." "Doctor," said I. a moment after wards, "don't you think you had bet ter take your injured foot out of tho water?" By this time a few Inches of water covered the entire floor of the cavern. "I notice it still bleeds n little, and no doubt the shark will stay as ions; ns ho scents the blood. Try that lodge higher up." "How thoughtless of me!" cried Butler, changing his seat. "And now, Bailey, old friend" his voloa grew grave "give me your hand. It may be the Inst shake for one of us lu this world, bo let It he a 1 and a good one." Solemnly we shook nantis. "And now, mum's the word." add ed Butler, calmly. After that we maintained a death like Bllence as we crouched there in that inc-cold and tomb-liko hollow, each busy with his own sombre thoughts. Occasionally, during thij terrible death watch. 1 irlanced tow ards the mouth of the cuvern and tho iweet, alluring sunshine beyond. I thought ot our posltlou aud shud dered. If our ruse failed, then every moment was bringing us nearer to that last uwful scene, when tho wait lug monster would bo able to enter the cave in quest of his victim. Soon it seemed but five minutes, yet it must have been at least an hour the water roso within the cav ern sufficiently high to enable the shurk to swim inside. From our ledges above the surface we scrutin ized the sunlit entruuee with strain ing eyes. Every Instant we expected to see that ominous dorsal fln enter and cleave tho water of the cave, and thus raise our sensations to tho cli max of horror before ending forever our nerve rucking vigil. But It came not. And bo we commenced to hope that our trick had been mi, , -ni to hope with an intensity that shut out all other emotions. row, if ever, the moment for leaving the cavern had come. Yet we felt loath to go, for blood still trickled occasionally from the doc tor's wounded foot manifestly a state of thingB that enhanced our danger tenfold. Still go we must, and each must take his chance. Calming myself as best 1 could, I whispered; "Doctor, who loads the wuy?" "You, if you like," he rejoined. In this reply there was nothing suggestive of cowardliness, for to follow in the wake of u trail of blood left by tho doctor's foot was, in the event of the keen scented shark being absent .from the inlet, equally us dangerous as swimming in the lead in case the brute was still present. So I decided to lead. Quietly I slid down into the water aud anxiously commenced to breast the tkia. At the cavern's mouth 1 heard a quiet splash behind me It was the doctor entering the water. The ordeal of our lives was now com menced in earnest. Passing through the entrance with a prayer on my Hps, I swam Into tho sunlit zone of my danger. For a moment I was blinded by the myriads of dazllng lights that danced upon the surrounding wavelots, and in that moment my consciousness became filmed over with the fear of death. With an effort I regained my self control and struck out boldly. With what soul harrowing dread during those first few strokes I scanned the waters no pen of mine can adequate ly descrlbo; never, I hope, shall I experience the like again. Then, with mixed feelings of pleasure and grave concern at finding the death bringing fln absent, I headed for the opposite shore with all my might and main. Would the shark scent us and return? That was the thought that rankled In my mind. Half-way across, as I turned my head seawards, I fancied I saw the dreaded fin projecting above the even surface of the ocean. To fancy it led me to dwell upon the horrible reality of it, and my speed, In consequence, soon diminished. With a great men tal effort I forced my thoughts Into other channels: then I commenced to forge ahead again. It was not far now a few more feet and I would be safe. A moment more and I touched a rock, and pulled myself ashore. I was saved. But what about my poor friend the doctor? Turning, 1 beheld him about thirty feet from the shore, swimming very feebly. In his wake floated a crimson stain and a clot or two of blood his death scent. His face was ghastly pale, and Its expres sion painfully haggard; and although a flash of courage spasmodically Il luminated the features I could see It betokened a speedy collapse. No doubt, seeing that I was safe, he had taken an extremely pessimistic view of his own position. Ho commenced to swim lower in the water, and I re alized he was about to drown! "Doc tor, doctor!" I shouted. "Buck up! Don't be afraid! There's nothing dangerous near you. . Everything's quite clear. Fire away!" The spasm of despair had passed. Well for him that it had. for at that moment I was about to plunge in to help him the deadly fin suddenly ap peared close at hand. There, a few dozen feet from the inlet's mouth, seokirg the deep water ingress. My eyes traveled from the fln to tho doc tor, and I tried to weigh up the chancos between them. If the shark delayed a little there was a chance Just a chance. Meanwhile the doctor, innocent ot his danger, was swimming u great deal better. But suddenly as I glanced furtively seaward, the huge fin abruptly turned its thin edge to wards the entrance, uud the brute camo tearing up tho entrance pas sage in a series of tacks as It crossed and recrossed the scent of blood. What was I to do? A few moments more and all would bo over. With a voice Into which I tried to force an air of calmness I cried, "Swim up, old man! Put up more strength behind those strokes that Is better!" Out of the corner of my eye I saw the fln drawing steadily nearer. "Keep your eye on me don't let it stray!" I called again. "Make for this rock." The fln was now heading directly toward him. Beads of cold perspiration stood on my brow; I ran into the w.ater up to my waist and fairly shrieked at him. "Doctor! for tho love of heav en swim! Swim swim for your life quick! Ah! Thank God!" I bent down and seized him, swing ing him by a mighty effort clear out of the water. An instant later the teeth of the shark clashod as he whisked by in all his hldeouBuess. And then, saved from the very Jaws of death, Butler and I fell upon the sand, utterly ex hausted and unuervctl. Tho Wide World Magazine. J GAMBLING e MANIA By JACOB A. RIIS, Author of "How the Other Rail Livei. Shaved the Statue. Near the entrance of beautiful Oak Hill Cemetery, Georgetown, where reposes the dust of James G. Blaine, Edward M. Stanton and other great Americans, stands a tine statue of John Howard Payne, author of "Home, Sweet Home." The bringing horn? ot tho remains ot this famous American, who died at his post in Africa generations ago, when ho was serving there as United fciutea Con sul, was the occasion of u groat, na tional function more than twenty yours ago. The lato William Corcoran, the Washington banker und philanthrop ist, defrayed all ot the expenses and also paid for the monument and statue ot Payne which mark his rest ing place In Oak Hill, Tho uculptor who executed the life size statue had palmed off on hlrn as a picture of John Howard Payne tho photograph of a man whose face was completely covered with a luxuriant growth of whiskers. Accordingly he faithfully ropro-luced the whiskers In marble. Soon after the statuo wus set up In Oak Hill It w:'s discovered that John Howard Payne had never worn a beard. Tho sculptor, enraged and un daunted, proceeded forthwith to chisel tho whiskers off of the marble imago of the luimortul author of "Home, Sweet Home," so that to-day tho visitor to Georgetown's heroic old cemetery holds tho classic face In marble of John Howard Payno sr.ns whiskers except for a mustache. Washington Herald. All Kinds of Hammers. The hummer, besides being a tool of universal use, Is probably tho old est representative ot a .Mechanic's tool kit. The hammer was urlglually a stoue fastened to a handle with thongs, and It was as useful - as a weapon as a tool. Hamim i i are of all Blzes, from the dainty Instruments used by the Jeweler, which weigh less than bait an ounce, to the gigantic fifty-ton hammers of shipbuilding establish ments, some of which have u tailing force ot freni ninety to 100 tons. Dalttmore Bun. My work takes mo traveling a great deal from October to Juno. One s everywhere Impressed by very tubstantlal realties. From Philadel phia to Chicago, and farther, tho rall oads are glutted with freight. The ne problem of the managers is how 0 handle the business of the rouds: t Is not solved yet. Every town is prosperous; every man willing and ible to work has his hands full. But A-hen I wanted to be quiet In my car, 1 party of traveling farmers would irowd Into the adjoining seats, In ently discussing the crops not .hose that grew on their fields, but :rops that had not yet been sown, and the rise and fall of them In a uarket of futures, of chances, of plain gambling; or the profit on tock, on cattle yet unbred, on Iron '.hat might or might not be found In illls a thousand miles away, which ;hey had never seen. In a certain iown that has seen one boom and was then In the middle of another I !ound the "society" women coldly gambling on chances of finding ore In i range recently opened, as ether women play bridge whist. It was '.he oil country In the seventies over again, the scenes I witnessed there, lth the reckless haste to make money and tho even mora reckless haste to get rid of' it. When in the evening I settled down in a chair In the hotel lobby, ill about me was the din of the stock market and the wheat-pit. On change the ticker was long silent, but out here Its clamor was more ur gent than ever It was In the feverish city I thought I had left behind. Crowds of old men and young men and boys stood about the slot ma chines and fed them nlckles. The fa vorite was the poker machine, which gives you cigars for a lucky hit. I watched one young man, evidently a commercial traveler, feed $6 In nlckles to it at one sitting, in a de termined attempt to "beat the game." Beating a slot machine is something like trying to "beat policy." "The house" gets all the money and tho ployer all the experience. I live In Long Island. More than Dnce In summer the time-tables on toy local railroad have been upset by tho crowds clamoring for transporta tion to the race tracks at Brighton Beach and Jamaica. A man need be in thom only for the briefest of rides to find out that the one thing that propels them Is the betting. They seem to think of nothing else; they certainly talk of little else the chances of this horse being "doc tored" or that one being "pulled In" by Its Jockey. The expectation of crookedness Is all over It, and Is taken as a matter of course. It seems to bo part of the game, prop erly, for the gamo Is gambling urdls gulsed. The horses are nothing. Per haps there was a time when the out loor aspect of It, the breeding of fine horseB, Justified the description if horse racing as a gentleman's sport. I think there must have been. But I am pure tho pretense Is all there Is left of It as far as New York race ioers are concerned, and the purpose it serves is not good. Gentlemon's sport! Read this in to-day's evening paper that comes iu is I write with an account of the swamping of an old trusted bank by liroctors who "plunged" in the stock market I suppose. This other thing went on the while at the race '.rack: What a taint of savagery Is in the average modern crown to be sure! It cropped out after the first race yes terday In which the Boston Stable's chree-yoar-old gelding, Harry, broke down so badly that he had to be shot. Harry had been heavily backed and was Just making his run lu the race, close up with Trlstesse and Osgood, when suddenly he faltered, threw up his head and fell back rapidly to the rear. "Harry Is cut down!" arose the cry of the experienced grandstand crowd. "I wish he'd break his neck!" growled a burly fellow Just buck of tho press stand who had bet on tho horse. "I'm not kicking!" shouted an other man, gleefully, as Osgood romped home, followed by Our Nug get. "If ho hadn't broken down he'd have beaten Our Nugget sure, and I bet on lur Nugget Tor place." By this time McCafferty had dis mounted and Harry was hobbling ibout pitifully on his two broken fet locks. His trainer led him away to the paddock and a few moments later the gelding was shot to end his suf ferings. "I can't lose any more money on that dog anyway!" growled the burly bettor. Gentlemen, forsooth! Gambling Is by instinct and nature brutal, bo cause it is selfishness In Its coldest form. Any crowd swayed by it re verts to savagery by the shortost cut when its Interests are opposed. On that level It could not help It. Am I prejudiced? Judge for your self. Twenty-three years of my life were spent at the New York Police Headquarters, whoro the final results of the race track are checked off In the case of thoso who lose, and, often enough, of those who win, too. I have seen the thing work from tho time the office boy caught the con tagion and "swiped" stamps at tho of fice to bet at the pool-room, ever convonlently handy to down-town busiuess, to tho day when, a man in years, he was taken to Sing Sing, handcuffed, for Btoallng his employ er's thousands. They had gone the same way as the stamps, Into the coffers ot "the house" that ran the gamo, and there was left the poor thief, the wrecked manhood, und the desolated home. One man I ltnew personally for many years, who, up to the duy when be wont to Coney Islund and on a bet of $5 won $G50, was a descent Indus trious man, and a good father. From Uet day ho was n ruined man. Within a year he robbed his friend and employer and deserted his wife and children. The gambling devil had him and had him for good. The detective office could fill a book with such cases, and have enough left for sermons for every preacher In the land. Don't fear I am trying 'to preach one. I am merely telling you my reasons for saying that horse rac ing now serves no good purpose, whatever It once did One of the reasons: How much has it to do. this spirit that seeks ever to get something for nothing something that hns not been earned with tho corruption of the young, even In the street, where shooting craps Is the game of the gutter; with the more doubtful ways that make old business men shake their heads these days; with the "grafting" which District Attorney Jerome says Is virtually universal? Ask yourself. How much has it to do with the bribe-taking that is our national curse and peril? How much with the dicing habit In politics that sits on the fence waiting to see "which way the cat will jump" before making up Its mind that Is. "afraid of throw ing away Its vote" by casting It for the right when that is In peril of losing that sacrifices good govern ment, principle, party, to "coming In a winner." and boosts of It as It It were the aim and end of citizenship Just to win. Reason It out and see If you do not think there Is a con nection, and a very close ono. This evil thing is gripping us tighter every day. In corrupting the pleasures of the young, It Is laying a heavier mortgage on the future of .our people than any nation enn well Btand. How are we to shake It off? We need to bo about It without delay unless this people, chosen of God, as I verily believe, to water and tend His tree of human freedom, which underneath all crudeness and all er ror has somehow In It the germ of the divine, of the ultimate life Is to end Instead as a nation of gamb lers. From the Century. WHY ANIMALS BECOME EXTINCT THEIR TOPIC WAS "HAIR.' Just Read How They Gabbled From Different Point of View. "You ought to get the tonic I use for my hair. I Just get the druggist to mix ten cents' worth of quinine and ten cents' worth of glycerine and ten cents' " "Well," here put in the fleshy lady, I guess If you went by that rulo at O 's store you might come out with an entirely different thing from what you've been getting." "And anyhow," asserted the one embroidering the shirt waist, "coal oil Is Just as good. When my sister was gottlng over the typhoid fever she Just rubbed " "Oh, my, I wouldn't have the nasty stuff " "Why, look here, girls wait till I show her this stitch you Just Usteu to what happened where my aunt used to live. There were two sisters who h.id the loveliest hair, and they got It by using kerosene, and " "Oh, It'll do It every time," assert ed the shirt waist. "Well, but listen," went on the nar rator; "and theBe girls both lost their minds and the neighbors all said It wus the kerosene, and " "Well, I don't believe anyono would have much mind after using that stuff for a while. I wash my hair In salt water." 'Ob, my! Don't It stick?" "Dtisnfted b"tter'U make it grow." "Sage tea Is good." "Oh, Just common cold tea will do it." lut It darkens It." "Yes, that's so; I use egg sham poo. " "But that costs like fun." "When we used to wear night caps we filled them with salt In the day time," offered grandma. "Wo kind o' thought that helped the hair." "Yes," ventured Aunt Elizabeth, "and I've tried pulllngthe hair gently uround the roots. Some folks think that kind o' starts a circulation." "Well, I should think It would you know brushlng's good for tho hair, said someone. "And maseage is, too." "Yes, I always brush my nalr a hundred strokes every night." "Oh! I could never see that It niado mine grow much." "But It does, though. You ought to see my sister's " "See here, I was reading Just tho other day that you mustn't brush your hair, that it makes It fall." "They say llviug near the sea makes It grow." "Why, I've alwrys heard that go ing to a high altitude and dry cli mate stimulate " "I'll tell you, ladles. It all depends on your state of health. If you're strong in general you'll have " "Oh, I don't know about that. Haven't we all seen poor sick women whose strength all wont to hair? I " "Oh, hair! hair! hair! Drop hair! Get a wig." "Hero come refreshments." "I've got the stem of this tulip worked, anyhow. " Kansas City Star. Scientists Study the Origin nnd the Progress of Every Species. Scientists have for many years been considering the origin of species and the extinction of some varieties of nnlmal life. The catastrophic idea was the one formerly held, and until recently Professor Osborne, of Col umbia University. Now York, dis cussed the whole subject matter in an excellent article In the American Naturalist. The subject Is of considerable In terest to us In Louisiana because of the probable existence here of the spores or germs of that dread animal disease, anthrax or charbon. Its ab solute disappearance at some times for many years and Its sudden reap pearance without any apparent or ad equate cause would Indicate Influ ences at work with which we at pres ent are unfamiliar, and the references made by Professor Osborno to pois onous vegetation would seem to have some bearing upon the case. In dis cussing It Professor Osborne says: Lyell enumerate causes of extinc tion as follows: (1) Competition as affected chiefly by the Introduction and extension ot new forms; (2) agency of Insects, that Is, caterpillars, ants, locusts, In favoring or checking increase of plants and thus affecting the food supply of animals; (8) Intimate re ciprocal relations of animals and plants In the deltcato balance of food supply; (4) disturbance of the equi librium or balanco of natare by the Introduction of new insects, plants, vertebrated animals; (G) changes in physical geography affsottng zoologi cal and botanical provinoee by new land or water connections, facilitating Introduction of newoompetlng forms; (6) causes especially potent In island life. Darwin also dismissed all Ideas of catastrophes, and attribnted extinc tion to cessation of world-wide condi tions of life favorable to tho larger quadrupeds. Causes quits Inappre ciable by us, he thought, might deter mine the extinction of o species some slight variation in climate, food or the number of enemies. In the artlclo from which we quote, the wri ter confines himself to wtwit he calls "external causes"of extinction, which include changes in physical environ ment such as the alteration of land masses and their connections, and changes of climate; and changes in tho living environment, such as de forestation, alteration in food supply, the development of'noxlone plants or Insects, etc Any such changes as these might be sufficient to kill off a whole species in the course of centu ries without, rocouroo to any kind of "cataclysm." Our Voices Deepen. The primitive Inhabitants of Eu rope were all tenors; their descend ants of the present time are bari tones, and future generations will have semi-bass voices. The voice has a tendency to deepen with age. The tenor of twenty becomes the baritone of twenty-eight and tho buss of thlrty-slx. The Inferior races have higher pitched voices than the more cultured. The negro has a higher voice than the white man. Among white races the fair complex loned man has a higher voice than his darker skluned brother. The for mer is usually a baritone or a tenor, the latter a contralto or bass. It Is asserted that tenors are usually ot slender build, whereas basses are stout, but there are too many excep tions to such a rule for It to be re liable. The same remark applies to the statement that thoughtful men have deep-toned voices and vice versa. The tones ot a voice are per ceptibly higher before than after a meal, tor which reason tenors are generally careful not to sing too soon after dinner. Pearson's Weakly. NOTHING DOING. Mnny Usee For the Bison. Preserving the bison on sentiment al ground is sufficient reason for the more intelligent of our people, but sentimental ground is not at all suffi cient to the average American mind. And it Is, therefore, with wisdom that Mr. Baynes has sought to extend tho appoal which the bison has for many different kinds of people. For example, last summer he took up the question of buffalo wool. A small quantity was obtained Jnst as It was shed by the animals, was carded at a factory and later spun and knitted Into gloves which proved very warm and, so far as could be Judged from a few months' wear, durable as well. Samples of this wool and yarn have been submitted to manufacturers, who all agree that the wool is of a very good quality, that for a while H would demand a high prloe as a nov elty and later a very good price for general utility purposes where light folors are not required. Othsr men Mr. Baynes has found who are Inter ested In the bison as a beef animal, nnd still others who are inclined to give ear to the voice of the society because they bolieve that by crossing tho bison with certain breeds of do mestic cattle, a valuable new breed may In time be evolved. Indeed some rathor conservative scientific men have expressed the opinion that bison farms would prove profitable In any of tho States included in the ani mal's former range. From Caspar Whltnoy's "View-Point," ru The Out- ' Magazine. The Dog Was Tired. A little Incident related by the late General Shafter In an article on the capture of Santiago Illustrates the spirit of the American soldiers who entered Cuba, and at the same time contains a bit of humor that was none tho less enjoyable because it was unconscious. The men had been in battle all day, and, weary us they wore, had then walked eleven rough, muddy tulles In the dark, a remarkable and arduous performance, which served to show i their sterling military qualities. A correspondent noticed a corporal of the Twenty-fifth Colored Regiment carving a pet dog In his arms. Sur prised that an overworked soldier should voluntarily burden himself, he said: "Corporal, didn't you march all night before last?" "Yes, salt." "Didn't you fight all day yester day?" " 'Deed I did, sah." "Didn't you march all last night?" "Yes, sah." "Then why do you carry that dog?" "Why, bosB, 'cause the dog's tired!" Youth's Companion. A Question of Title. A Western politician, new to the ways of Washington, tells of an amusing incident lu connection with his hunt for lodgings when first he came to the national capital. "I approached the head of a fine Place In a swell quarter," said he. "This lady an elderly" lady of a ter rible aud aggressive refinement of inauner met me at the door. Awed to a nervous degree by her excess of manner, about all I could gasp out was: "Would it be inconvenient to let ne an apartment in your establish ment, Mrs. Blank?" "At this the elderly person stiff ened even stralghter than before, and then delivered to me this crushing re buke: 'Miss Blank, sir! Miss from choice!' " New York Trlbunu. The down of n day u breaking fast M through the street a merchant pruned; He opened up hi nellhlled store, lie stood, expectant, at the door "Nothing Doing! He went within nnd told hie elerk To sheil his coat nnd get te work. To decorate the windows gay Kor ponserH-hy w'no chanced that wsjn "Nothing Doing!" He stood outside and smiled serene On those who panned the lonely scene; lie laughed t them with cheery ere, And bogged them avep innate to buy "Nothing Doing!" At noon he lured a rrowd inside To see the goods that he supplied; He showed them all without avail, 'i He did not make a single sale "Nothing Doing!" Throughout the afternoon he sat And wondered just where he was at; The people pawed repassed his door But would not venture in the store "Nothing Doing!" He stayed until (Be shade of night Were tailing on his business blight. Untouched earh counter, box and shelf; He softly muttered to himself Nothing Doing!" He told a friend of his surprise. "You chump! why don't you advertiaa?" The friend replied. "Do that and ace That there will very quickly be Something Doing!" That very night he placed an ad.. Although the cost it made him sad. He went to bed and dreamed a dream It waa a money-making scheme ''Something Doing!" Next morning he was up betimes. For sloth with him wan worst of crimes. With trembling haste he nought his store A dozen people round the door "Something Doing!" He let them in. Himself and clerk Were busily detained nt work From then till noon, from noon till late. The merchant was indeed elate "Something Doing!" The ad. continued; so did trade. The merchant nw his grentent aid. He reatized and he wan glad The consequence of every ad. "Something Doing!" 3. S. O., in Fame. Keep your temper; nobody else wnnts It. Judge. Self-made men always think well of their creator. Life. Elsie "What did ho do when you told him he must not see you any more?" Ada "He turned down the light." Ally Sloper. I sing you a very strange song (And the fact it ia just as I cite) . Some people will stop at no wrong Just to make other people do right! -kite. She "That Mr.Scarey Is the most chicken-hearted fellow I ever met." He "PosBlbly he was an Incubator baby." Boston Record. "Do you believe that the good die young?" "I guess thoy do. If all my wife tells me about her first husband Is true." Houston Post. "Why" did you have the sun-dial moved, Amy?" "I wanted It where the moonlight would shine on It, so we could tell the time of night." Life. Her poor suitor did not discern That her gowns cost much mure than he'd earn ; Said she, "How could you dress me!" lie blushed and .ml, "Bless me! That's something I think I could learn." -Life. Sam "Ah thought you done said dat horse couldn't lose." Pete "Bo Ah did; but dat horse done develop moh versatility dan Ah gib him credit foh." Puck. Lady "You Bald this parrot had the gift of speech. He does nothing but holler and shriek and say noth ing." Dealer "I meant de gift up 'political speech,' lady." Judge. A man boasted of having fought all through the Civil War, from the first battle to tho last. "I suppose you were at Bull Run?" queried a sneering listener. "I was." "And I suppose you ran awny, didn't you?" "I did. Thlm that didn't are there ylt." Minneapolis Journal. Beauty Hints. To reduce your flash, increase your troubles. To develop a bust, get on the wrong side of the market. To remove freckles, pry tbem gen tly out with a nut-pick. Should this fall, try blasting. Brilliancy may be imparted to the complexion by powdering with diamond-dust. Hair on tho lips may sometimes be avoided by requiring the young man to shave before calling. Nails which do not yield readily to the manlcuro may be driven In with a hammer. For developing the grace and beauty of the Augers nothing is equal to piano exercises, provided -police protection bo available. When "crow feet" will not yield to massage, fill them suddenly with cement and smooth quickly with a, trowel. Falling hair may be avoided by stopping nimbly aside whenever you see It coming your way. The "drooping lash." so much af fected by some, may be encouraged by Bitting up late o' nights. Thomas. Sjieed Mosby, in The Bohemian. Analogous. V A teacher bad a very dull pupil whom be found extremely difficult to Instruct In the letters of the alpha bet. "This is lotiar A, explained the teacher tor tho tenth time, as he wrote It down on the blackboard. "And this letter B." he went on, put ting down tho second letter ot the alphabet. "Now, my boy,'' he began, kindly and encouragingly, as he turned to the stupid boy; "let me seo It you can remember themf" "What Is tills tainting to the In itial letter ot the alphabet. "Letter A," came tho slow response from the deuss scholar. "And this?" questioned the teach or, Indicating letter B. "Let er alone," returned the pupU instantly, his stupid face lighting us with pleasure at UU own quick ro ply. rivai the Bohemian.
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