and the beasts in the meadow. * | Seemed happy evenasl, ~ ie And 1 stretched my hands to the meadow, i. To the bird, the beast, the tres; SyWhy are ye all so happy?’ | Xeried, and they answeredme. What sayest thou, oh meadow, "That stretchest so wide, so far, That mone can say how many - *T'hy misty marguerites are? And what say ye, red roses, : That o'er the sun-blanched wall From your high black-shadowed trellis Like flame or blood-drops fall? “We are born, we aro reared, and we linger A various space, and die, We dream, and are bright and bappy, But we cannot answer why." What sayest thou, oh shadow, That from the dreaming hill Al down the broadening valley’ Test so sharp and still? And thou, oh murmuring brookle Whereby in the noonday gleam The loose strife burns like ruby, 4nd the branched asters dream? : We are born, we ara reared, and w linger A various space and die; We dream, and are very happy, Bub we cannot answer why.” Ax then of myself I questioned, That like a ghost the while Stood from me and calmly answered With slow and curious smile: Thon art born as the flowers and wilt linger "Thine own short space and die, Thou dreamst and art strangely happy, ' But thou canst not answer why.” —A4reh. Lampman, in Youth's Companion. The Storv of a Mortgage. BY LEROY ARMSTRONG. In the first place, the mortgage never should have been made. Ben Morgan was one of your ‘active men,” one of the class termed ¢‘hus- tiers” in these years of new word. coin- 3 He was in some regards a brill sant man. People szid he could make money at anything. He had no regular business aside from the farm, but he was thrifty, alert and fortunate. Sometimes he had thousands of dollars on hand; sometimes he had to borrow. It was on - ‘one of these latter occasions that he put the mortgage on the farm. It was the first time he had ever done such a thing. Perhaps if Sam Morgan, his only son, who was away at school inthe State University—had not fallen into trouble, the loan would never have been made. But it would have been better and kinder and wiser to have asked Sam to pay the Siddler, since he had insisted on danc- However, there was the mortgage, and there it had been since the fatal Novem- ber 26, 1886. Mrs. Morgan didn’t really wnderstand what it meant when she bad signed the paper. She was suffering keenly, as only a mother cad, and silently, over the knowledge that Sam had been expelled. She knew very little of her husband's business. He never galked of it much, to her or any one. She never knew what he did with the saoney, but she knew by his sleeplessness, Dy his evident mood of apprehension, by the puzzled expression, by the sobered face, and finally by the hopeless return ene night, that affairs had not pros- She sat by his bedside that early win- fer, she gave the medicine all through shat season of illness, she followed him @ver the frozen ground when they buried Rim in January. And then she came home and tried to fake up his burden in addition to her own. Fsony was eighteen, and almdsé out of high school. Madge was three years younger and would not be consoled. ‘Allan was twelve, and resoiute to help Sis mother. ; First she sold the pony to pay the dector’s bill, and Fanny walked to town gach morning and home each night. Then she sold some of the cattle, for the feed was running short as the spring ap- ed. Then she rented most of the ‘fields, for Allan was too small to farm, Bat the men, who gave her ‘‘one- 2hird in the field,” seemed to take a wery large two-thirds for themselves. And it was not easy to meet the constant &sims which came up against the estate during that first year. She wondered #hat her husband had left nothing, and fully believed the time would come when some one would find a fortune stowed away and waiting for her. Fanny began teaching school in the sprung of '87, but the pay was small, and the girl was away from home so much. How the widow’s heart hungered for Ser children; for a little of the comfort #hat had gone out of her life when that strong man laid down and died. Madge grew restless in the loose re- string, and troubled the mother not a Bittle. Allan worked like a Trojan in the garden and the orchard. If it had mot been for the interest, she would have gotten along very well. But there before her, less than four yews away now, was thal impending mortgage, and nothing on earth, unless i were the hidden treasure, could ever wanquish. it. 8p one year grew into two; and two into three; and three years finally added %o themselves a fourth, Fanoy was a strong woman now. She had found her footing, and the “world did not daunt her. She had proven ‘her worth, and Ber services were rewarded. Madge had never attempted high achsol. The walk was too long, and Besides, her mother could not consent to Jpse her. Allan had saved a little, and Bad developed some of his father’s talent For trading. The shécp and the calves ad grown into money. Heo had made more money with them. Fanny had simished her school, and the three chil- a@wen were sitting with their mother “bent the fire in the evening. MWe have just managed to live and up the icterest,” said Mrs. Mor- | bidding way. | ening tone little by little, and presently : : a Know fhe farm is stripped when the good man dies, | TER ‘Bat we have always held together, and we are very happy,” said large- hearted Fanny. : : +If 1t wasn’t for the mortgage we would get along all right,” said Allan. «But the mortgage is there,” sighed mother.” ‘We cannot meet it in any way I can see, and next year we must lose the farm.” «Some one is coming,” said Madge. The dog began barking in a most for- He tempered the threat- they knew by the rapping of his tail on the kitchen door that he knew the vis- itor and would welcome him. It was "Squire Folkstone. «I thought I would calla minute,” said the farmer. He never called unless the quarterly interest were due, and the widow was by no means sure his visit portended pure kinduess. She remem- bered how her husband had scorned the slow, scheming old man. “I just wanted to say a word about cutting down trees in the woods,” he continued, turning to Allan. «*What about it?” asked the young man. Allan was taller and heavier than ‘Squire Folkstone. His mother noted that with pride as she watched him front- ing the money-lender. . «Well, you know I hold a mortgage on the farm, and every stick of timber is | worth something.” «Yes, but we have td have fire wood.” s¢And you could get fire wood without picking out the best red-oak trees, couldn’t you? I was walking through the woods ‘the other day, and I noticed whenever you cut down a tree you al- ways cut down the finest one. Now, of course, you can’t expect to pay that mortgage next year. The farm will naturally fall to me, and I have a right to see that you don’t damage me.” There was a moment of very painful silence, It was the heaviest cross the. widow had had to bear. She could not truly hope to pay off that awful mort- gage. The possible fortune that Ben Morgan might have left seemed never forthcoming, She had done the very best she could. So had her children. She thought of Sam, long sluce lost sight of, and wished he were here to protect his mother and save the heritage of her children Allan seemed strugsling with a pas- sion too great for his untrained control. Presently he said: . tWhat business had you in the woods?” «Well, I had a right to sce that m property was not—"" «But this isn’t your property,” pro- tested Allan. «But it will be,” said the squire, lift. ing his eyebrows and smiling a very hard smile at the young man. «But it won't be,” retorted Allan. «We are going to pay that mortgage when it is due. Now, don’t let me hear of you on this farm again till your claim is due. I guess I will go a little farther. You came here with a mean purpose to- night. I guess this house is too small for you and the rest of us. You get out! Get ‘out; "Squire Folketone?” ¢tAllan—-" protested Mother Morgan, but her heart lamed with the proud cer- tainty that he was justified. «¢What—why,” began the ’squire, rising in something like fear; tor the youth was angry and very strong. ¢tGo out, I tell you. Go, or I will—" He did not need to finish the threat. The justice started to his feet, felt be- hind him for the latch, opened the door in a hewildered fashion, passed out so hurriedly that the dog sounded another threatening bark, and so escaped to the highway. «Now, what shall we do?” asked tim- orous Madge. «Do just what I said,” replied Allan; ttpay the mortgage.” - “But, my son, we have nothing to pay it with,” said the widow. She was full of misgivings after all. «+We will have,” said Allan. Then they began planning. Fanny would draw no more money till the end of the winter term. It would be a little inconvenient, but Allan would take the colts and drive over after her every Fri- day night, and take her back to the school every Monday morning. Madge would help mother as she never had helped before, afd Allan would sell all the stock that could safely be spared and fit the farm for working as soon as spring opened. ° «] do wish Sam were here,” suid mother. «Sam will be here when the mort- gage is paid and will help us celebrate,” said hopeful Allan. ‘I am glad we kept. the two lower fields last fall and sowed them in wheat.” : : ; So day followed day, and the frost of winter melted into the veins of spring. «tGoin’ to be most too wet to plant corn in that field,” said 'S8quire Folk- stone cheerfully, leaning over the fence where Allan was heaping ‘brush on a patch of new ground. «Well, mebby, mebby,” replied the young man. ‘It does look cloudy now, that’s a fact.” But he did not desist from his work- ing. : ; itGoin’ to plow up that fall wheat, ain't you?” persisted the money-lender, t‘No; why?” «10ause it's winter killed,” replied the squire. ‘‘It never can make—and with all this wet weather agin’ it now.” Allan was by no means sure. Boysdo not watch the seasons. But there was one thing that armed him. It was hope. He nd¥er flinched for a moment. He did the best he could, and counted on fortune to favor him. =. She did seem inclined to smile, for in spite of the rainy February and the cold. March, the wheat came up splendidly. In spite of the threatening drouth through April, the corn ground broke up in the best of shape, and about the middle of the month Allan came in at night and reported the fields ready for lanting. : : : _ « 45quire Folkstone says it is too dry to plant,” said Madge. tHe called me want'all thie help you" péople us.” He was filled with the zest of ac: |" «Well, we'll plant same,” said resolute Allan. ‘*And we'll can give tion, encouraged by the crown of man- hood he knew he was earning. His sleep was so sound up there in the little bedroom under the roof. The night fled away with such unlimping thread. The morning came with such brimming goblets of life in its hands. “Allan was up very early. It was to be his first crop of corn, That day was worth fortune to the Morgan. farm. It was not alone tha proof of Allan’s manliness, it was the proof of Fanny's strength. She had driven horses ever since she was a little girl. She knew they could not afford to hire a man. So she shaded her face in asunbonnet and mounted the driver's seat of the corn planter. She drove all day through that sultry sun, ‘closing her lips and turning her eyes from the clouds of dust that rose repeat. edly. Allan sat there behind her, silent, grim, determined, throwing the lever forward and back and dropping the chosen grains exactly in crosses. Madge brought them a luncheon and a mug of cold milk when the forenoon had half vanished. She and mother planted the corn in the new ground, where the checkrower would not work. - All of that day, nearly all of the next, and then the planting was done. Allan took a gallon of grain from the sack at the end of the field and planted it all in a “king-hail.” : «That's for good luck,” he sajd. “Fanny, you're worth as much as- a man.” : «Thank 'you,” said Fanny, as sh looked at her tortured hands. She was really very tired. : 3 ‘ «Too bad to lose all your seed that way.” called ‘Squire Folkstone, while Allan was busy about the barn at the: close of the day. ¢‘See that moon? Goin’ to have two weeks of dry weather. Besides, no one ever ought to plant corn’ in the first quarter.” The boy did not answer. The next morning was Sunday. Allan was roused by the rolling of thunder. Ha was lulled to sleep again by the soothing sound of rain. He only waked an hour afterward when his mother calied him. «And the corn is all in!” she added thankfully. : ‘Squire Folkstone was willing to ad- mit that Allan had been favored of the weather in the matter of corn, but he had plenty of time to prove that this rain was the worst possible thing on wheat. That long dry spell filled it with fly, and if any of it misses the fly this rain will fill it with rust,” he said. wiustthe "© ua ‘BmOMOROUS' «tAnd if it comesto a good harvest it will fill you with disappointment,” laughed the young man. . All through the months of summer and autumn it seemed the God of the widow and the fatherless smiled upon them. All through the season when the sun above and the earth below, when the dews of night and the winds of dawn were pouring their treasures into the ears of corn and the heads of wheat, it seemed that a greater hand was doing the work, that a greater hand had planned. Never in all the years of his crabbed life had old ’Squire Folkstone seen such wheat as the harvester found on the Morgan farm. Never in the memory of the neighbor- hood had such giant stalks born such ‘massive ears of corn. Never had the orchard swung such luscious treasures; above a sod so fragrant. And never had the humbler crops of berries, plants and potatoes so richly rewarded industry. But these neighbors will long remem-, ber that Fanny Morgan did many a hard day’s work outdoors. They will not soon forget the sight of tender Madge struggling bravely, if not quite effec: tively, with burdens that a man might have wearied under. ‘And none of them! can overlook the tedious days when mother added her strength, that had. never before been tested so roughly, to the efforts of ber children. 5 Asto Allan, he found his abundant reward. The ‘crops had prospered mightly. His resolution, taken without the aid of horoscope for the future or experience for the past, had been vip- dicated. The summer was over, the harvest was ended, and they have been saved. This is a simple story. = It is the story of a year just ended, the story of a season’ when the gathered sunshine of seventy-’ two consecutive days have: heapegd their golden treasures in our land. It might! be easy to bring back that prodigal son’ at the last day of grace, supplied with him lift the mortgage that no hand at home could manage. It might be easy to draw upon the undepleted stores of the improbable. But itis much nearer the truth to say that these four helped themselves, and then God filled the measure of their needs.— Zhe Voice. anes eee Oil Baths For Laad Pencils. A new discovery has been made by railroad clerks in Pittsburg regarding the saving of lead pencils. This will be a great boon to those who are continually using expletive and borrowing pocket knives on account of the frailty of good, goft lead in a pencil. Tvery one whohas much rapid writing to perform prefers a soft pencil; but nothing has come to public light so far by which the lead can to an extent be preserved. The P. C.. C. and Bf. Ls clerks have brought about a new era in the pencil business; also have they mor- aly benefited humauity, inasmuch as they decrease violation of the third com- mandment. The new idea to preserve a soft pencil is to take a gross of the useful article and place them in a jar of linseed oil. Allow them to retain in soak until the oil thoroughly permeates every particle of the wood and lead. i This has the effect of softening the mineral, at the same time making it tough and durable. It has been found very, useful and saving, an ordinary pen- cil being used twice as long under the Ben Morgan’s missing treasure and let | ST 2 5 # SKETCHES VARIOUS SOURCES. * An Awinl Warning—A Dainty Dog— Didn't Know How to Apply It— A Social Catechism—Rasher = Stale Bread, Etc. He didn’t read the papers for they hadnt _ _. »Bny news; : At least, they didn’t ‘coincide with bis es- ws, And when he came to fown one day, with criticism Tipe, i He climbed to an electric lamp to light his ancient Pipe, He hadn't the papers—but he knew _ just what was best; He simply touched the wires and—the fluid 0 ad the rest. — Weekly Journalist. A DAINTY DOG. Tramp—'‘Say, guv'n'r, will yer dog bite me?” : Owner—*¢Not he. He's very particu- lar what he eats.” —Judge. MEN AND MONEY. § ¢¢Money talks,” remarked the rich Mr. Smartellique to a young woman late one evening. : «It goes sometimes, too,’ she replied, and hedidn’t understand.—Ddlroit Free Press. DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO APPLY IT.° Lady (to rheumatic old woman)—¢I am sorry you should suffer so—jyou should try electricity.” ! Old Woman—*Thank you kindly, mum. Bel to swallow it or rub it int" w= Texas Siftings. A BOCIAL CATECHISM, 4And what do you mean by a wise mani” : «One who can do without the world.” ¢sAnd by a fool?” . One who fancies that the world can- not do without him.”—Judge. ' | HIS VICTORY WON. Returned Tourist—¢*Is Mr. Goodheart still paying attention to your daughter?" ¢‘Indeed he isn't paying her any atten- tion at all.” : ¢t Indeed! Did he jilt her?” ¢No. he married her,”—8S¢. Louis Star-Sayings. SHE WAS PERENNIAL. ¢Mrs. Trotter,” quoth Mr, T., ‘you remind me of certain flowers by your di- rect oppositeness to them.” *Wha-what do you mean, sir?” - ¢¢] refer, madam, to those dainty flow- ers that always shut up at sunset.” — Harper's Bazar. AN ANGLOMANIAC. Morrison—¢¢I hear Stivey met the Prince, last summer.” : Jansen—**Yes.” Morrison—** What did Stivey say fo him?" Jansen—‘‘Apologized for being an American.”— Life. RATHER STALE BREAD. "Mrs. Slim Diet—¢“The boarders are soming in. Cut the bread, Matilda.” Miss Slimdiet—¢‘Ma, I saw in a so- siety paper to-day that bread should be broken, not cut.” : Mrs. Slimdiet—*¢That’s the style now, thi! Very well. Where's the ax®’— Hood News. JOHNNY'S POOR LUCK. «Well, Johnny, what are you thankful jor? asked the invited guest. s¢Nuthin',” said the boy. *I 'ain’t Yad any luck this year. On’y had one sold all. the fall, ’n’ that wasn’t bad snough to keep me out of school more’n + day. My chum’s had the mumps, a’ has been out three weeks.”— Bazar, A TOUGH OLD SPONGE. Uncle Joe (on his second eight-month visit to Johnny’s house)—¢‘Johnny, stop pinching your uncle, | What are you up 10, you little raseall” Johnny —*¢Why, ma said you were a regular sponge, and I was pinching you to ses if you would squeeze up like my sponge that I. bought down town.”— Pharmaceutical Journal. : HE FOLLOWED INSTRUCTIONS, Lawyer—*‘Now, sir, listen to me, and please give straightforward answers. You say you drove a baker's cart?” ¢¢No, I did not.” ¢:Do you mean to tell me you do not frive a baker’s cart?” ¢+No, sir.” : «What do you do, then?” «I drive a horse.”— London T'it-Dits. WANTED A HEAD PUT ON HIM, An old man with a head as destitute of hair as a watermelon, enlered a Man- hattan avenue drug store and told the tlerk he wanted a bottle of hair restorer. #¢What kind of hair restorer do you prefer?’ : on i] reckon I'll have to take a bottle of red hair restorer. That was the color it used to be when I was a boy.”—TZezas Sittings. THESE CLEVER IMPROMPTUS. Bulfinch-—**That was a wonderfully clever ‘speech that your husband just made; and he tells me it was entirely impromptu.” a : Mrs. Wooden—*¢Oh, yes; quite so.” Bulfinch—¢¢It is marvelous that he could do 'so well when he looks so tired.” Mrs. Wooden—** Well, I should think ‘he might look tired ; he sat up all night thinking what he'd say.”—Boston Cou vier. RE WHY HE WAS 80 GENEROUS. Mrs. Grayneck— ‘Johnny, T am very glad to see that you gave your sister the largest half of your apple.” : Johnny—¢¢Yes'm, I ‘was very glad to give it to her.” r Mrs. to the fenceand told me 80 this after- new treatment. — Pittsburg Dispatch. Grayneck—* My little son, you FROM | Iron AQUICE CORE. | _ Wagg—*It’s too bad about the girl ‘that jumped off the Washington Monu- ment, isn’t i?” 0. Wooden—**Why, what did she jump off for?” : ‘Wagg— “Why, you see thin.” ; : Wooden! ‘What had that to it? , Wagg—‘ “Why, she thought she'd come down plump.” —DBoston Courier. she was very do with THEY AGREED. Capitalist—¢‘My letting of the job for putting up that building, sir, will de- pend on circumstances. I want to know whether you and I agree on the proper limit as to hight.” Architect and Builder—¢I have al- ways had decided views on that subject. May I ask how high a building you con- template putting up?” : stSaeventeen stories, sir.” (With much firmness)—¢ ‘In my opin- ion, sir, the limit for a building of this class should be seventeen stories.” — Chicago Tribune. CHEAPER IN THE END. Boutton—**So you are not going to housekeeping when you get married?” De Boarder—‘No. We shall take board for a year.” s¢Isn’t that rather an extravagant way to begin” ; s:Notatall. I desire my wife to study economy of my landlady. Then we will start housekeeping, and I will make her an allowance of as much a week as we paid for board.” *¢What do you sult?” ; +‘ Well, by the time we are old she ought to have about a million.” —New York Weckly. think will be the re- ; STILL GOING. One day a Lie broke out of its inclos- ure and started to travel. And the man who owned the Premises saw it after it had started and was sorry he had not made the inclosure Lie-tight. So he called his swiftest Truth and said : tA Lie has got loose and will do much mischief if it is not stopped. I wantyou to go after it and bring it back or kill it!” So the swift: Truth started out after the Lie. : But the Lie had one Hour the Start. At the end of the first Day the Lie was going Lickety-split. The Truth was a long way behind it and was getting Tired. It has not yet caught up. And never will. — Chicago Tribuns. HE WANTED IT LIVELY. He was an old bachelor looking for beard. “Ts it pretty lively here?” he asked, as the landlady was showing him about. ¢¢] should just'say it was. Now, if ‘| you take this room there's a man and his wife on the right. They're always quar- reling, and you can hear every word that is said.” : : ‘That must be interesting.” ¢ And on the left there's «+ young man that is learning to play the cornet. He practices half the time. And the family across the hall have a melodeon. I have a piano myself, and a girl upstairs ig learn. ing the violin, I think you will find it lively here.” But he said if there wasn’t a zylophone and a calliope in the house he wouldn't take the room. He was afraid he would be lonesone.— Detroit Free Press. : Lieutenant Dravo’s Indians. There 18 a company of cavalry at Fort Niobrara, commanded by Lieutenant Dravo, of which he is very proud. +¢On the 21st day of April,” said the officer, ¢‘I completed the enlistment of the fifty-five Indians in my company. An Indian is more easily enlisted into ‘the cavalry, because he is allowed a horse.” _+¢His own pony?” or _%Noj; he must be mounted upon a horse as the other cavalry soldiers are.” «Do you find it difficult to discipline the Indians?” Pl «Not at all. They obey orders better than white men, and you should see the improvement in them. . The comparison between the Indian soldier and their re- latives at the agency is most favorable to the soldier.’ ,An Indian, while he is not | round-shouldered, leans forward and bends his knees, but six months’ ‘set- ting-up’ drill has changed 3ll this materi- ‘ally. Ten of my men are from the Car- lisie School in Pennsylvania, and the junior corporal is a son of the famous Two Strikes. We havea school in the rison and they are at present learning the alphabet. It is hard for them, too, but they are very much in earnest and learn readily. I promised them when they enlisted that they should be as fully equipped as the white soldiers, and I have just returned from a nine days’ trip around the reservation, in which they proved my words good to their relatives and friends.” : o «How did you induce them to cut their hair?” «Tt is tunny about that. I told them they could have no uniforms until they were clean and their hair cut, Saturday; if they were ready, they could don their uniforms Monday morning. Sunday—the whole day—was spent in bathing, six at a time, and on Monday morning the entire company reported, clean and with hair cut. I explain to them their orders. They wish sincerely to learn the white man’s way, and, as [ said before, are the most earnest workers imaginable.” : * Lieutenant Dravo 18 in Omaha under orders to.be consulted upon army mat. ters. He is enthusiastic upon the Indian question, and personally cares for the men.— Omaha World-Herald. Over 4,000,000 peasants in Russia aze in danger of starvation. ~~ This was | ved of late that pearly 30,000 pounds. ! nt calculations Michelson gives the velocity 186,860 miles per second. The French soldiers have latel engaged in an extensive series 0 ments with bicycles. That mach now taken its place as an app i war. Se Steam pipes are now being mad the ramie fibre. The material is e pressed together by hydraulic machiner that it has a tensile strength tw half times that of steel. ~~ Flower pots can be rid of earth worms by pouring on the soil a warm ci of wormwood and powdered horse nuts. The worms will come to face and can then be removed Owing to the 1apid pro; being made in all branches science many manufacturers are prepare their electrical exhibit World's Fair until fhe latest ment. Ray In sinking an artesian well ‘ton, Texas, recentiy, at a dept feet, good specimens of wood m seeds were found. Geologists com the age of this formation to be 200,000 years. #5 a. A French professor has recently yzed the waters of the Dead Be found that they will kill with the exception of ga tetanus bacillus. With this dis hopes to render service to hospitals. a Compound air is used in the Us cific Company's shed at Portlan for removing dust in railway c is delivered from a flexible hose small nozzle at a pressure of fifty Bo an ‘to the square inch. It is very e lech in cleaning plush cushions. Military reviews have been more ni merous than ever before in Europe this In Germany, in Thuringia, 60 diers were in thefield, and it was n that although the firing was incessan atmosphere remained perfectly clear ‘the next war, thanks to smokeless pi der, there will pe no smoke. 2 It is said that four-fifths of the steal engines of the world have be An interesting calculation h | been made by a French geologist fo tk effect that, taking into consideration wear and tear on the solid land by ocea washing, rivers, wind and weather, an action, the world will in four and a half million years be completely under wate: and no dry land exist atall. A specimen of old Mexican pict writing has lately been discovered by Vallon which indicates that the theory of disease wasknown to the ancien Mexicans. The inscription says that ¢il you boil the yellow root of the ko plant and drink the infusion, it wi ull those invisibie animals which the hu man body produces within itself: = As to the origin of the meteoric masses that have fallen from time to time on th earth innumerable theories have been ad vanced. Astronomers are now trying to solve the problem of their origin in fw ways—first, by tracing the paths of the great periodic star showers and comparing them} with the paths of the unkno comets, and secondly, by examining their light by the spectroscopa. The gener: ally accepted theory among. astronomers {is ‘that they are solil masses and are ‘formed by the bredking up of the comets. z ‘Dr. Elkin, the astronomer of Yale | University, and formerly of the Cape ot Guod Hope, has, by a long series of ob- servations on the parallax of the star Arcturus, arrived at the conclusion that it moves with the inconceivable velocit; of 818 miles a second, that is' to say, it would traverse the distance from London jo Edinburgh between two ticks of a watch. - This is twenty-one times faster than the speed of the earth in its orbit round the sun. Dr. Elkin also finds that Arcturus is so far away from us that his tight, traveling 180,000 miles a second, takes 181 years to reach us. Ses TA AMAA An Engineer's Premonition. A telegraph operator on one of the single-track roads leading out of Pitks- burg had an experience last week tha will last him a lifetime. The young became careless, as despatchers limes will, and he gave orders freight and passenger train, moving in ppposite directions, to go toa certain station. When the trains had started, the operator suddenly remembered. that they couldn’t reach the. placs ‘without a collision. It was too lats to coun ‘ mand the order, and in his agony the describing his feelings afterward, hi he lived years in the few short mi which would decide the fate trains. He was startled and reli | | seeing the engineer of the freight into the tower. The engineer ; ceived his orders, but when a a switch he had a premonition there was something wrong, and he turn ! the side track. His train was out of the way when the expr dered by. Hh shed The next day the operator went to the. superintendent of the road, and told him what had happened, at the sa ; handing in his resignation. T looked at him for. a momen sald + ‘Go back to your wo perspiration ran down over lus face. = ; ad 7 a ¥ This experience has been you. I don’t think it will occur in the future.” : 8 The telegrapher, in telling thi 5 h bi ‘remarked that anothe drive him crazy leaving out of the calculation volcanic ih
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