4 ‘ the
mouth is gradually moving to
't side of the face.
Lr re eee rere]
_ Labouchere, in London (England)
Trath, says that Canada will eventual-
ly become a new United States or be.
wome attached to the great Republic.
1t is gratifying to note, observes the
~ Detroit Free Press, that the national
degislation for the protection of rail-
woad employes is already being ar-
wanged for. If it be possible to find a
“uniform car coupling that is satisfae-
‘Bory it should be promptly adopted in
Anterstate commerce.
SS
‘86ill another victory for the golden.
- #od. The State Horticultural Board of
New Jersey has chosen her as State
~ Mlower in acanvase in which the pansy,
the rose and the violet were contes-
: Gants for the honor. The golden-rod
ds not ambitious nor pushing, but she
@&ets there all the same.
Great is the German appreciation of
Shakespeare, exclaims the Chicago
News. A cheap edition of his works
brought out by the Weimar Shakes.
ppeare society has had a sale of 16,000
©opies in six months. It is said that
such a sale is an almost unprecedented
_ event in the German book market.
As showing the remarkable changes
@hat' have taken place in recent years
fin trans-Atlantic vessels, the best offer
. %hat could be obtained at a recent sale
da Liverpool for the City of Rich-
amond, at one time one of the fleet of
~ ghe Inman Line, was $33,000. This
wessel originally cost about $750,000.
General Horace Porter favors a war
‘with Chili. He says that ¢<the jingo
policy is all right. 1f this country
bad a foreign war once in each
generation it would make our flag as
amuch respected abroad as England’s
ds, and it would make us the richest
~ mand most powerful uation on the
globe.” 4
There are 4218 teachers in the pub-
dic schools of New York city. When
a Normal College ‘graduates gets her
appointment she does substituting for
the sum of $1.25 a day. When she
gels a school her salary is $403 a year,
and at the expiration of fourteen
wears of meritorious service there
shall be paid a salary of not less than
$750.
Education in Alaska is progressing.
Daring the year ending June 30, 1891,
4here were in operation in ]
tory 18 day schools, with an enroll-
ament of 745 pupils, and’in addition 11
<ontract schools, with 1106 pupils,
making the tofal enrollment 1851.
“The appropriation for the year for
wducation in Alaska was $50,000. This
3s a favorable showing. a
It is said that Emin Pasha, that une
masy little German traveler, who was
#0 unwillingly found and brought back
#0 civilization by Stanley, has just dis-
covered a new source for the Nile. It
‘d@sonly recently, remarks the New
Orleans Times-Democrat, that this old-
west of geographical puzzles was
Bhought to be satisfactorily and finally
solved, and now the whole question is
- reopened and nobody can be quite cer-
#ain for some time as to where the Nile
Tises.
Mrs. Charles D. Haines of ¥inder-
. Thook, N. Y., enjoys the distinction of
Meing dhe only woman in the United
|| States who is president of a railway.
| Bhe is. the executive head of the
#amilten and Kingston Railroad, and
was antil recently President of the
Haines Valley Railroad in Texas.
Mrs, Haines is only about thirty years
wld and is of very prepossessing ap-
pearance. She atlends personally to
he managing of the road of which
she is the head and understands the
. business thoroughly, even in its minor
: details. But perhaps some part of her
success is due to the fact that her"
a practical railroad
Specimens of what was probably
the -eniginal corn of this country were
found in 2 mound on the farm of A.
[. Meroer,-near Burden, Kan., last
«pring. Among the things unearthed
“gvas a sealed jar, and in this the corn
was stored. The relics found with
athe corn are similar to those taken
“rom the mounds of Ohio and Illinois,
hich would determine their age to
more than 1000 years. Mr. Mercer
ought it would be a bright idea: to
nt. a patch of ground with the grain
the was rewarded by seeing it
dhrive and mature. The ears
been harvested. They are
long, and the kernels ‘are
ourth the size of ordinary
; this stock the large and
ain of today known as
ave been produced
Itivation,
~ Ferris
A Race for Life, :
i A gun is heard at the dead of night,
“Lifeboat ready!”
And every man to the signal true
Tights for place in the eager crew
“Now, Ids, steady!”
First a glance at the shuddering foam,
Now a look at the loving home,
Then together, with bated breath,
They launch their boat in the gulf of death.
Over the breakers wild,
Little they reck of weather,
But tear their way
Thro’ blinding spray,
Hear the skipper cheer, and say,
“Up with her, lads, and lift her
All together!”
They see the ship in a sudden flash,
Sinking ever;
And grip their oars with a deeper breath;
Now it's come to a fight with death;
Now or never!
Fifty strokes and they're at her side
If they live in the boiling tide,
If they last thro’ the awful strife;
Ah, my lads, it’s a race for life!
_Over the breakers wild,
Little they reck of weather,
But tear their way
Thro’ blinding spray, -
Hear the skipper cheer, and say,
“Up with her, lads, and lift her
All together!”
And loving hearts are on the shore
Hoping, fearing,
Till over the sea there comes a cheer,
Then thh' click of the oars you hear
Homeward steering.
Ne’er a thought of the danget past,
Now the lads are on land at last;
‘What’s astorm to a gallant crew
Who Face for life, and who win it too?
Over the breakers wild,
Little they reck of weather,
But tear their way
Thro’ blinding spray,
Hear the skipper eheer, and say,
“Up with her, lads, and lift her
All together!” :
'=—{[J. L. Molloy, in Temple Bar,
The Hero of High Bridge.
BY FORREST GRISSEY,
%
s*How came that man here P"
«Can't tell you; and. what's more
neither can the superintendent nor any
of the officers,” replied the roadmaster
of one of the extreme southwestern lines,
as we shook hands with. the keeper of
sthe High Bridge, and swung on to the
rear platform of the officer's. special
car.
«¢All anybody knows about him,”
continued the roadmaster, ¢ ‘is, that just
as the company had about given up get-
ting a good, responsible man to take
the place of the former keeper, who
had been mysteriously shot, this man
walked into: the superintendent's office
and applied for the place. I was in the
office at the time; and I never saw the
superintendent so taken back in my life.
He just looked at the fellow in blank
tonishment for a minute, and then
urted out: <Why, man alive! you
don’t want that job; High Bridge is the
lonésomest place on God's earth.’
¢¢ <All the better,’ said the fellow, in
- % cold-blooded way.
¢ Very well, then, the place is
yours,’ said’ the superintendent, and
that’s the beginning and the end of all
this company knows about Argus
Steele.”
Let me explain. I had just been ap-
pointed superintendent of bridges, on
this line, and the general superinten-
dent and road-master were showing me
$‘over the road ;” introducing me to my
future duties and subordinates.
The latter were uniformly ignorant
and faithful, and discharged their
monotonous tasks with a dogged per-
functoriness which even the most ener-
getic tracksman acquire sooner of
later. But the keeper of High
Bridge was a startling exception to the
rule. So strong was the impression
he made upon me, that on entering the
car, I. scarcely exchanged a
dozen words with my companions
over the next fifty miles of our journey.
Probably I would have givenhim only
Massing thought had I met him in
some select circle of Boston or Balti-
more, but to meet a man of his fine
presence doing a watchman’s duty at a
solitary station in the southern end of
semi-civilation ; that was the wonder
of it. On the shelf in his little ¢‘look-
out,” at the southern end of the bridge,
were several old Greek and Latin class-
ics and a curious work. on occult science,
in rich bindings, which only a man of
rare learning and fine mind would have
been able to read, let alone enjoy. The
man had those clear, steady blue eyes
that. I fancy are the special property of
heroes and poets, or of those who would
become such if the right opportunities
are presented.
Another thing I noticed in his room
which seemed even more out of place
in his perch on the edge of a precipice
between two rock-ribbed mountains
than did his classics, was the most
modern make of a wheel. Ihadlaughed
outright when I saw it leaning against
the wall and told him that ¢ Bighorn?”
or ¢Mountain Goat” was the only
breed of bicycle that could operate in
his territory. His only reply to my
bantering was a sort of half-hearted
smile, good-natured enough, but far too
sad to be an expression of amusement.
From ‘that time on for three yonrs
: and over, 1
Steele
but the first impression which he made
on me always remained, and the better
I came to know him the stronger was
my conviction that the man had some
hidden" mystery in his life that would
some time come to the surface again.
But I never thought of this without also
thinking with a good deal of enthusiasm,
too, that the man had the right kind of
stuff in him, that, whatever came, he
would come out all right in the end.
Of course we got to know each other
pretty well, in a way. Occasionally he
would make some statement of facts,
and when pressed for his authority,
would cite his experience in different
countries which showed a wide range of
travel. Once I remember, after I had
made an unusually close inspection of
the bridge, I made the remark that it
seemed as though an earthquake
couldn’t dislodge that bridge.
«Think so ?” was his laconic answer.
«Well of course I don’t know,” I an-
swered,” ¢as I never witnessed one.
But you don’t seem ' to share my faith,
perhaps you have felt one, and know
more about it P”
«Yes, I have been in one,” he re-
plied, at the same time turning his face
from me, and choking audibly.
Of course 1 changed the subject, and
never referred to it again in his pres.
ence until the morning of April 24th
last, just after the severest earthquake
shock which has been experienced in
the southwest since 1868. And well
might I refer to it then, even in Steele's
presence, for it shook that bridge, just
as the early morning express was due,
so that the addition of 500 pounds fo its
weight would have plunged it into. the
bottom of the ravine below.
This is how it happened, and I give
it in his words, as he gave it to the
officers of the road.
«Gentlemen, as you will not be able
to understand all the circumstances with-
out it, I will explain to you that I was
stopping in Naples with my young wife
and little girl at the time whenthe great
earthquake of Casamicciola occurred,
in 1883. We were buried in the falling
buildings, and when, weeks after, con-
sciousness returned, I was lying in a
hospital. Those who. had rescued me
from the ruins stated that the dead body
of my wife was found beside me, but
not the slightest clue could be found of
my child, dead or alive. From that
time to the day which I applied for the
position as keeper of High Bridge I did
nothing but search for some knowledge
of my child, but without any tangible
clue, and only enough of that which
was intangible to form the basis for a
hope or an impression that she was liv-
ing. Under that impression I have not
only scoured Italy but every country in
which I had hopes of finding a clue.
Much of my search pilgrimage has
been made on the wheel which some of
you have noticed in the ¢Ilook-out” at
the bridge. On the day which I ap-
plied for the position as keeper, the last
of my fortune had been spent and I had
only a few books and my wheel. I
could part with neither of these. My
resources were exhausted and must be
replenished. More than this I was led
to seek this position from the very fact
that it was solitary and isolated. The
impression was so strong upon me that,
as I had exhausted several, years and
thousands of dollars in search of my
child among the people, without re-
sults, there might be a paradoxical
providence in pursuing an opposite
course of retirement, seclusion and rest
from pursuit.
¢«] obeyed that inpulse, whether wise-
ly or not I was in doubt, until the mo-
ment when on the morning of the re-
cent accident I took down, my lantern
preparatory to making my beat over
the bridge, before the evening train
should cross. = As I stepped on to ‘the
track, in front of the ‘look-out,’ I re-
membered that T had felt strangely de-
pressed all the preceding day, and that
my mental state was not unlike that in
which one recalls the impressions of a
bad dream. Before I had taken six
steps the whole sickening recollections
of the moment in which the earthquake
began to rock the walls of Naples crept
over me, because the first of those
sensations was being repeated.
I knew what was coming,
and I must confess, gentlemen,
that the motive of stopping the train,
which that instant I heard whistling
around the mountain side, before it
should reach the trembling bridge was
intensified by the feeling that upon my
success in saving that train hung that
for which I have spent the best of my
manhood, the discovery of my child.
To signal from the look-out end of the
bridge was, as you know hopeless, be-
cause of the curve at the other approach.
It was equally hopeless to attempt to
run the length of the bridge before the
train would be upon me. That mo-
ment; my eye chanced to see the flash of
my lantern light upon the nickel of my
wheel, which I had taken outside to oil.
It was my © ly hope! To make it tread
. : :
dge
in four minutes, meant life to that train
load of human beings and perhaps to
my chili—who could say? Anything
less meant—well, you know.
«I caught my lantern on to the han-
dlebar and sprang into the saddle.
With nearly my whole weight thrown
into every stfoke, she responded to my
will like a part of my body. I could
feel the vibrations of the bridge increase
with each second as the roar of the
swiftly approaching train grew louder
and louder. Could I save it? A mo-
ment more would tell. As I flew over
that last span the rocking was tremend-
ous! But, gentlemen, if the span had
snapped when I was within & rod of the
abutment, I believe that machine would
have made. a leap and carried me over,
at the speed she was under. Well, you
know the rest; that wheel saved the
day, and, gentlemen,” said the hero of
High Bridge, in a broken voice, ¢‘that
train carried a messenger of the Italian
government who brings me certain
proof that my child has been discovered
and will soon come to me.”
If the carpets and furniture of the di-
rector’s room had never felt the touch
of tears before, they did that day.
If you should happen into the vice-
president's room of this railroad you
would notice the wheel which made
priceless time that night over the rock-
ing bridge. At the desk you will see a
man of middle age, who never looks up
at the wheel without a brighter gleam
in his clear, blue eyes; a gleam whose
+armth and tenderness is exceeded only
when a tall and beautiful young woman
enters, and resting her arm on his
shoulder, says with a slight foreign ac-
cent: <Father, dear, arent you ‘most
ready to go home with me P’—
men’s Gazette.
Help from a Strange Quarter,
With two other lads (all of us being
about 15 years of age) I went to skate
on the ice covering a ballast-pit, about
half a mile from the St. Ives Station
of the Great Eastern Railway, writes
B. Clements of Shettinsham, England,
I broke in. Fortunately I came up
again in the hole I had made instead
of getting under the ice.
Both my companions hurried to the
station for assistance, leaving me in
the water up to my hips, with a high
railway embankment on one hand, an
osier holt on another and a high hedge
on the other two. But it soon proved
that my proximity to the railway was
to be the means of my rescue. “After
I had been in my uncomfortable pre.
dicament about half an hour the 2.13
p. m. Midland passenger train from
Cambridge to Kettering passed, and,
luckity for me, the driver, G.Turner,
happened to be looking out on the
same side of the engine toward the
pit. I waved my hand to him, and, to
my great joy, he waved his in return,
and opened the steam whistle to en-
courage me. Then, putting on full
steam, he took his train rapidly into
the station, telling the railway officials
of my position.
The station-master kindly dispatched
a light engine and a rope to my as-
sistance. 1 was almost exhausted
with my protracted struggle in the icy
water when the welcome sight of the
light engine met my gaze, and friends
sprang off with the rope. When it
was thrown to me I found my hands
were too swollen to have any power
of feeling, so, placing it crosswise in
my mouth, I dug my teeth into the
‘hempen strands, and was thus pulled
on shore. No sooner did I feel my-
self in safety than I fainted away,
and did not regain consciousness for
three hours, when I found my father
bending over me as I lay in bed.-
— [Philadelphia Record.
i
What She Should Comprehend.
A small sister and brother, aged ten
and eight, were fond of holding long
arguments when they should be get-
ting dressed in the morning.
«¢Hurry, hurry, children!” Mamms
would call.
¢Oh, yes!” Alice would answer
abstractedly, and then continue her
talk.
«tMake haste, dears!” Mamma called
again.
<‘Oh, yes, mamma.”
was unabated.
One day, after a heated discussion,
Alice’s voice rose, decidedly.
«Now, Oswald, I don’t comprehend
that!”
«Well, replied Oswald,
ing, finding himself getting cornered.
I think you'd better comprehend that
But the talk
‘it’s time yon were getting dressed !”—
[New York World.
Why It Is Called Christmastide.
Mr. Roundtop—Why do they | call it
Christmastide, Portly?
Mr. Portly—Because there are so
many weddings, pethaps. Christmage
tied. See?
4] thought it was because 80 many
were trying to tide over lr
together.
mixed with a cup of boiled rice put
cold turkey,
[Wheel-.
scamper- |
A DELICIOUS CURRY.
A delicious curry of rice is made as
follows: One can of tomatoes and one
teaspoofiful of curry powder boiled
A small lump of butter is
through the colander. Two small
onions sliced and fried brown in but-
ter are added to the tomatoes before
the rice is put in, also the juice of one
lemon just before sending <9 the table,
~—J{ New York Times.
BRAISED SWEETBREADS.
Take a pair of sweetbreads and lay
in salt water an hour to blanch; lay
between two dishes to cool; when
cold, trim and put in a sancepan with
a chopped turnip, an onion and a
‘carrot, pour over a pmt of stock,
cover the top with a greased paper
and braise carefully Lalf an hour.
Take up, put in a small dripping pan;
boil down the liquor in the saucepan
and baste the sweetbreads with it
while in a hot oven. Lay on a dish,
pour over Spanish sauce and garnish
with: fried mushrooms. —[Ladies’
Home Companion.
TURKEY SCOLLOP.
Pick the meat from the bones ot
and chop fine. Puta
layer of bread-crumbs on the bottom
of a buttered dish, moisten with a lit-
tle milk; then add a layer of turkey,
with bits of the dressing, and small
pieces of butter on top; sprinkle with
salt and pepper, then another layer of
bread-crumbs, and so on till the dish
ds nearly full; add a little boiling
water to the gravy left over and pour
it on the turkey. Then, for a top-
layer crust, beat two eggs, two table-
spoonfuls of milk, one of melted but-
ter, a little salt, and cracker crumbs
sufficient to make thick enough to
spread on with. a knife; put bits of
butter over, and bake three-quarters
of an hour, with a tin plate over it;
about ten minutes before serving re-
move the plate, and - brown slightly.
Chicken is also good served in this
style.— [Chicago Times.
- THE SQUIRREL,
The squirrel is a poorly appreciated
little animal. The brain of the little
fellow is taken out, soaked in salt and
water to draw out the blood, and is
then rolled in cornmeal or rolled
crackers, and fried the same as oys-
ters. It takes ® great many of them
to make a meal,
them you feel as if they were worth
traveling miles to find. The body of the
squirrel, too, is good according to the
cooking. The trouble is people do nol
generally know how to cook it; take the
hindquarters and the saddle, and woe
men folks of the regular backwoods.
man will make a most delicious mor
sel of it, where the city cook will
spoil it, making it tough and tasteless.
As a hunting gentleman remarked
on this subject, he was caught ata
country station and was forced to put
up at a neighboring house. Its ap-
pearance was anything but inviting,
but it was the only thing in sight, the
best he could do, and he had to make
the best of it.
prepared for him. The coffee was
simply vile. They had no more idea
of making it than they had of fly.
ing.
There didn’t seem to be anything on
the table fit to eat, until the woman of
the house brought in the hindquarters
and saddle of a squirrel, It was sim.
ply delicious and made up for all
other shortcomings. He was con.
vinced that there are a few people
who know how to cook squirrel prop-
erly. — (Be Louis Republic.
HOUSEHOLD HINTS.
In cnoosing meat, select that of"
fine, smooth grain, of a bright or
color and white fat.
‘When broiling steak, throw a little
salt on the coals, and the blaze from
the dripping fat will not annoy.
Tubs will not warp or crack open
if the precaution is taken to put a pail
of water into each directly after
using.
To loosen readily the scales of fish,
to cut the slime and to freshen and
make firm sea ii pour vinegar over
them.
A black gown is always in good
taste and may be worn everywhere
_except to a wedding, where it is snp-
posed to bring bad luck to the bride.
Delicate colored silks should never
be laid away in white paper, as the
chloride of lime nsed ia bleaching
the paper often draws out the color.
Toothache can generally be cured
immediately by putting a small piece
ot cotton, saturated with strong ams
monia, info the hollow of the soled
but when youn get |
A special meal was
BARGAINS FOR BCHOL
A quee- little man kept an alphabet
And out from his counter, hippity 1
He danced until he was ready to
Singing and shouting with never a
“Come in, little scholars
With bright silver dollars,
Dr if you’ve not any
Then come with a penny,
I have bumble Bs
And marrowfat Ps
Some Chinese Qs
And Japanese Ts,
A flock of Js
° And lots of Es,
And perfectly beautiful dark-blue ost
This is the place to buy your knowledge,
At cheaper rates than are given at
Then he’d draw a long breath and spin
a top,
This queer little man in an alphabets
—Anna M. Pratt, in St. Nic!
THE GIANT CRABS OF ENOSHIMA, JAP
Enoshima is an island lyin
thirty miles below Yokohama,
low tide Enoshima is a rocky pe
sula joined to tho Jand by along
bar. At high tide the water
this sandy strip, and in times of heavy
storms - also, the far-reaching
make it an island and surround it
foam. Enoshima is covere
groves and ancient temples, and th
is even a temple far in under the
land, which one can enter only at
tide. Tea houses and pretty 8
villas peep from the dense grove
while pilgrims resort there to
other people go to enjoy fish dinne
and to buy all the curious she
sponges, corals, sea-weeds, and pre
trifles that can be made of shells
fish-scales. |
The only unwelcome visitor to this
beautiful beach is the giant s
whose shell is about as large as
of the green-turtle, whose eyes proj
and wink, and roll horribly, Ww
each of his claws measure five and si
feet in length. The ordinary vis
does not meet this crab walking
the beach in the daylight. Hea
‘| storms sometimes sweep them in
the deep waters where they live, a
the fishermen hunt them on the ree:
off-shore, or to their surprise bri
them up in their nets. The weight oi
the crab and the thrashing of his claw:
generally ruin the fisherman’s net
in a small boat. Such a crab in
middle of a boat 12 feet long could
reach out at both ends of
it and nip the men at ;
and stern; and his reach, measured
sidewise, in the real crab-fashion is
sometimes over twelve feet. The fish
ermen used to consider it bad luck
haul up one of these crabs in a net.
They would make quick work
throwing the ¢rab back into the water
and afterward beg in the cave shri
of Benten Sama that the gods should
not plague them with any more such
luck. In this modern and moneys
making day the fishermen have learned
that one big crab is worth more tham
a8 whole netful of common fish.
Every perfect crab landed can b
sold for $5 or more, and in time each
travels to a foreign country and be=
comes the gem in some museum’s cole
lection of. shell-fish. : :
The fisher-folk along this far Pacifle
strand tell some stories that make &
bather find this crab as dreadful as the
cuttle-fish, which also inhabits these
waters. They claim that the big crab’
will fight fiercely when attacked, and
will, without reason, nip at any mov
ing thing. Then, too, they say that
its eyes give out light and glow like
balls of fire in the dark. Somere-
velers coming home very late from the
tea-houses of the neighboring village
of Katase have been frightened sober
by seeing the beach full of these reds
eyed crawling monsters, who cracked
their claws in the air and rattled their
bodies over the stones as they gave
chase. f
In Japansee fairy stories, these :
crabs have run away with bad little
boys and girl, haunted wicked per-
sons’ dreams, and taken other part in
human affairs. The Enoshima crabs
were brought into modern English
fiction by Rider Haggard, in his story, “
¢tAllan Quarterman,” In that book
the heroes came out from an unders
ground fire-chamber and floated along
a deep and narrow canon. When they’ :
stopped to rest and eat, an army of 3
crabs came up at the smell of food,
and rolled their eyes and cracked their
claws, until they fr ightened the heroes 4
away. oi
Mr. Haggard says in a footnote !
that he had read of these crabs in
some book of travel, and borrowed
more Sxciing (St Nicholas.
Foreign Honors, ;
Primus—dJohnson tells me they g
him the freedem of the city when
was in London,
Secundus—Well, it is possibl
know, that he may, have
them for this canon scene to make duit
Allan Quartermain’s adventures the hay