CUMMER DAYS
flnmmer days are oomo. BIiir I
All the blriU nre enroling i
With Joyful note their llltlo throritf
Bwell full snd tree, the woods ring.
Then ting, oil sister, ting !
Bummer day nrs come. Most !
Hi-nil the bookt thnt you love beat.
I.lu In the shade by nitturo mu le,
Her wonders learn with Interest,
Anl rest, ilonr slater, mat !
Summer dnya are come. Orow I
Take leatona from the flowera thnt blow.
Trlnk dews of lore t look up above
Cloil enroa for great and amnll, we know.
Orow hoavonward, alitor, grow 1
The Housekeeper.
How the Mail Was Saved.
ELL mc hns fath
er's weekly pnper
come yet. Mr. Bry
don?" asked Andy
Kent, ns hen topped
into the little poet
office nt Alpine, one
bleak March after
noon, followod hy
his friend, Joe
Boatick.
Mr. Brydon, the
postmaster, waa
leaning over the
counter, o o n t e in
flating a big loathcr mnil bag that lay
before him, with anch an abstracted
manner and expression Uint he failed
to hoar the inquiry, and Andy was
obliged to repeat it.
Then the postmaster looked np with
fctart and swept hia eye over the
pigeon holed case at hia aide.
"Xo, Andy, the paper ain't here
yet," he said. "I reckon I'm sort of
absent minded to-day, for I didn't
hear you come in."
"Nothing tho matter, I hopo?"nsked
Andy.
"Well, yea, to tell the tmth, there
is," replied Mr. Bry don, striking his
hnud heavily on the mail pouch. "I'm
in a bad fix to-day, or rather Jake
Carter is, fur it'a hia responsibility,
not mine. -You see, he was took sick,
nil of a andden, this dinner time, and
here lies the mail for Marsh Bun. It
ought to have started a good two hours
ago, but I can't find a aonl that's will
ing to tako it. It seems as though
there wns nobody about to-day. I
promised Jake I'd And some one if I
could. Toor fellow I I pity him ; he's
awfully worried about it, an' no won
der ; for if he makes a meaa of it, the
Government will tako the contract
ray from him purty quick. I wanted
him to do it, added the postmaster,
jerking bis tnnmh toward a figure sit
ting on a soap box iu the rear ond of
tho store, "but ho says he's got to go
to Vocitmtown on business."
At this tho figure rose, revealing the
tall, ungainly limbs and familiar
fentnres of Lnnt Kennedy.
"That's straight," he said. "I've
got to go ter Yooumtown afore even
ing, or I'd willinply oblige yon, Mr.
Brydon, an Jake Carter, too, for I
ain't got uo grudge agin him, not me."
"I'm snre I don't know what to do,"
muttered the postmaster, hopelessly.
"'There ain't even a horse and buggy
in tho neighborhood, or I might man
ago to get away myself."
Andy turned aside and exchanged a
few whispered words with his com
panion. "Mr. Brydon," said he, anddenly,
"suppose yon let me and Joe take the
mail pouch down to Marsh Bun. Jake
Carter has always been a good friend
to ns boys, and it'a no more than right
that we should do him a favor when
wo get the chance."
"1 rockon you'll do," he said, as he
-came from behind the countor and put
on hia hat. 'Til just run over niiu
nte and relieve Jack Carter's mind.
It'll do him a heap of good. I'll oomo
right baok, and then you can start at
noe that is, if you're ready."
"If we a n't, we soon will be," said
Andy. "Joe, run over home and tell
your folks you're going, and ask your
little brother to tell my folks. There
n't any use in tramping a mile out
home and back. I'll stay here and
tend store."
"All right," assented Joe. "I'll got
Ted to go over to your house. It
-won't bo more than five minutes till
I'm back."
He passed out of the door behind
the postmaster, and they had hardly
gone when Lant Kennedy took his
Wave also, nodding slightly to Andy.
"Going to Yooumtown, are yon,"
muttered the latter to himself, as
Kennedy shuffled down the road.
"You'd better go tell that to the ma
rines, for I don't believe it. You've
been in a bad humor ever since Jake
Carter got the contract for carry
in' the mails, by putting in a loss bid,
and you'd like to see bim lose it, too.
Got no grudge against Jake Carter,
have you? Oh, I know you, Laut
Kennedy. Hal ha 1"
Andy threw baok bis head and in
uuigeu in hearty laugh. He was
till smiling when the postmaster oame
back in company with Joe Bostwick,
but he did not think it necessary to
mention the cause of his mirth, nor
did the others observe it.
. "It made Jake Carter a heap bettor
when .1 told turn, said the postman
ter. ",'Hoaveu bless them boys,' he
suiii to me. ...
"It's all right, Andy," exclaimed
Joe. ' "Teddy'll go over to your house
as soon as ne naa nis supper,
brought Tiger along for eompauy.
Tiger was a mottled brown and white
bound, with a ferocious expression
and a short stump of a tail the rest
. of it had bu bitten oft' by a playful
bulldog, when Tiger was quite an in
fant, He had a tremendous reputa
tion for prowess among the village
boys, but this was based mainly ; on
' his looks: his true powers hud never
been put to the test. 1 ', '
It was already a o'clock, so tho
boys did not lose any more time.
With many injunctions and directions
from Mr. Brydon, they left tho post
office and stnrtod away on a brink
walk, Andy leading, with tho mnil
pouch on his back, and Joo and Tiger
..ringing np the rear. Both lads wero
warmly clad and booted, for the
weather was. nnnsiinlly cold for March,
and there was still considerable snow
on the ground.
They traveled at a steady, rcgnlnr
Ence, and it took them less than nn
onr to reach tho bngiuuing of the
hills, nearly four miles from Alpine.
Toward ft o'clock they crossed the
highost eminence, and could sec, fnr
to the eastward, tho silvery streak
which marked the Susquehanna Kiver.
The road was winding and lonely, and
was bordered on both sides by a thick
forest. They had crossed the next
valley, and were toiling up the slope
ahead, when Tiirer sudtlcnlv stormed.
nttered n low growl, and then moved
on with tho hair rising along hisspinu
from head to tail.
The boys were somewhat startled by
this strango proceeding.
"He smells something," said Andy.
"There can't be any wild animals in
the forest, I guess?"
"Xo, of course not," replied Joe,
nnoasily. "Thero are a few bears and
wild cats back in the Conewago Moun
tains, but they never stray down here.
Come on, Tiger, good old fellow I"
Tiger allowed himself to be patted
on the head, and presently his hair
resumed its normal attitude, tie fol
lowed the boys quietly up the hill and
down into the next valley into which
the road turned and ran parallel with
it.
The snn had now gone down, and
the valley was dusky with the gray
twilight.
The boys hurried along the road,
oppressed by vague ' feeling of nn
easiness, but they had barely covered
twenty yards when Tiger whined
piteously and ran ahead of them with
his hair again in a state of disturb
acce.
The boys stopped and looked at
each other in alarm, and that instant
a blood-curdling screech rang through
the torost behind them.
"It's a catamoant," cried Andy,
"nothing else could make such
noiso. The hard winter has driven
the beast down from the mountains."
"What shall we do?" exclaimed Joe
hoarsely. "There's not a house within
two miles, and we haven't a thing to
defend ourselves with. The brute is
on top of that hill we just left."
As he spoke the creature whatever
it was cried again, this time in a
lor.g, wailing key, like a lost child in
distress. There was no doubt about
its being a catamount or a panther,
and what was more it was coming
closer each second.
"Siss! catch him, Tiger!" cried Joe.
bnt the dog only whined the more.
and crept closer to his master for pro
tcction.
The boys wore terribly frightened,
as well they might be, and with a
hasty glance behind them thoy took
to thoir heels down the road, Andy
keeping tight hold of the mail bag.
It was the very worst thing they
could have done, for before they had
oovered a quarter of a mile the beast's
horrible scream was beard twioe in
succession, close behind them. A
third time it echoed through the for
est, and so close at hand now that the
boys stopped and wheeled round in
desperation.
They heard a sharp rustling of
bushes, and then in the dim light they
saw a long, yellowish, gray ohjeot
bound into the road not twenty yards
away. Both shouted with all their
might, and the beast suddonly stopped
and crouched low on the frozen
ground. The boys could plainly see
us uuge, ugiy ueaa anu roumi, shin
ing eyes. Again it screamed, and
they shuddered from head to foot.
Andy pioked up ft frozen clod and
took several steps forward, ahouting
loudly. The orenture held its ground
for an instant and then bounded baok
into the forest with an angry cry. It
did not go far. The boys could see its
yellow eyes shining through the
bushes.
"Where Is Tigor?" cried Joe, sud
denly.
Tiger mnst have got away from
him," whispered Joe, "or the brute
would not have turned back so soon."
"Yes, it looks that way," said Andy.
"Hullo 1" he added suddenly, "we
have just one chanoe left, Joe. Do
yon remember the deserted cabin that
used to stand down here iu the next
valley. We must make a rush for
that, and try to reach it before the
brute overtakes us. The mail will
miss oonneotion, but we can't help
that."
No sooner said than done. With the
mail ponoh flopping over his shoul
der, Andy ran down the hill at full
speud, and Joe kept even paoe with
him. Faster 'and faster they ran, tak
ing great leaps over the frozen
ground, and every few seoonds the
horrible scream of the panther rang
in their ears'. The brute was gaining
on them tremendously.
Near the base of the hill they
stopped for an instant, and, wheeling
aro.ind, advauoed on the creature with
hoarse yells, for it was now visible in
the road behind them, But it no
longer feared them, and crouched ob
stinately in tho path, uttering scream
aftor scream.
- Ho they ran on once more with fast'
beating hearts, and as they bounded
over the littlo rivnlet at the bottom of
the ravine, they saw a few yards
ahead the deserted cabin standing by
the roadside, i It had been built in
primitive fashion, of untrimmed logs,
and, fortunately Iu the boys, waa
two-story struoture, .: for : as they
plunged iu the doorway they were dis
mayed to find no door left, nor were
there any h .utters to the windows.
' It was a moment of terrible peiil,
for. the panther was soreaming at their
very heels; but just iu the nick of
time Andy caught sight of the rickety
flight of steps leading to tho loft.
Ha ascended in two or three bounds,
and reaching the tipper floor, gnve his
hnnd to Joe. It wns well thnt ho did
so, for tho latter was still nn the Inst
stop when the rotten old concern
went down with a crash, so scaring
the panther who was already iuside
that he bolted out to tho road iu
fright.
For nn instant Joe was in danger of
going down with the steps, but his
companion managed to drag him np,
and then they hastily shoved tho trap
door which thsy found lying hear
over the oponing.
No windows were in the loft, bnt
there were plenty of holes in the floor
and in the roof overhead. Through
the former the boys could see the
great brute moving about in the room
below, sniffing and whining, and oc
casionally uttering a blood-curdling
screech.
Presently a quick, rasping sound
was heard, ns the creatnrewent up the
side of the cabin like a great cat, and
they heard him creeping softly over
the roof.
It was well for them thnt the chim
ney had no communication with the
loft, for tho brute suddenly decided
to go down, and did so with ft swift
ness that lauded him on his back in
the fireplace below. Vastly surprised
and indignant, thnt panther must have
been to find himself whero he started
from. He screamed with fury two or
three times, and then wandered aim
lessly about tho house, uttering low
"yowls.
The boys felt themselves safe, but
when two or three hours had elapsed,
the siege began to grow irksome. It
must be ten or eleven o'clock, and
they knew there was little chance of
the creature taking himself off before
daylight.
"We have a whole long night before
ns," said Andy, sadly. "And we won't
take a wink of sleep either."
"That's true," assented Joe. "Bnt
sny, I wonder where tho brute is
now?"
The qnestion was speedily answered,
but not by Andy.
The quick, rasping noise wns heard
again, and then soft footsteps on ths
roof. This time the hungry creature
did not content himself witb peeping
down through the cracks. He chose a
wenk spot and began to dig vioiously.
The loose shingles flew in all direc
tions, ana soon a jagged hole was
mndo in the roof, through which the
boys could sco the brute's head and
shoulders and his glaring eyes.
"We're lost if he keeps thnt np.
cried Andy. "We must drive him
away,"
They began to ehont with all their
might and to throw up bits of plaster
and wood ; but the savage brute went
on digging, screeching furiously all
the while, and soon the gap was large
enough lor him to spring through.
A few seconds more would have
seen him down in the loft, without
doubt, bnt just as the terribly
frightened boys were dragging away
the trap, with the intention of drop
ping into the lower room, a loud shout
was hoard, and then another and an
other, and the hurried rattle of wheols.
When they looked up the panther
had disappeared, and a second later
they heard him leap to the ground.
The boys dropped uninjured through
the opening, and ran out to tho front
of house, just as a wagon drove up.
containing Mr. Brydon and Joe's
father. They were delighted to find
the boys safe, but before explanations
could be made on either side, the
angry soreeoh of the baffled panther
was heard little ways down the
road, and mingled with it a loud cry
of "Help I help I"
The postmaster and Mr. Bostick
were armed with rifles, and, springing
ont oi the wagon, they ran ahead,
followed by the boys.
When they reached the spot whenee
the noise seemed to come, both beast
and man had disappeared. The panther
oouid be heard going up the the hill'
side with angry yowls, but where was
bis victim?
As the men look at each other in
amazement, rustling noise was heard
in a tree close by.
"Come down there," cried the post'
master, and in response to his summons
tall, lanky figure dropped olumsily
to toe ground, it was Lant Kennedy.
hat on earth are you doing here ?
domanded Mr. Brydon. "This ain't
the way to Yooumtown." .
Lant beoame so confused in trying
to reply that the suspicions of the
party were aroused, and they Anally
made the miserable fellow confess that
he had purposoly preoeded the boys
witb the intention of stealing the mail
pouch from them and hiding it se
ourely, so that Jack Carter would bo
deprived of his oontract.
He bad olimbed the tree when the
boys took refuge in the bouse, and
had been afraid to leave the spot, for
he had only an empty revolver in his
pocket, with which ne had hoped to
intimidate the boys.
'We 11 hold on to you," said the
postmaster, significantly, and much
against his will Lant - Kennedy
was compelled to get into the wagon
with the others.
The panther had by this time die
appeared, so they drove on to Msrsh
Bun with the mail pooch, -and, after
making arrangements there to have
some one bring the morning mail ont
to Alpine, they turned homeward
and reached there without meeting
the panther on the way. , ,
The timely arrival of the post'
master and Mr. Bostiok' turned out to
be due to Tiger, for the dog had come
home in such state of fright that
Mr. Bostiok was sure something bad
happened, and prooured horse and
wagon instantly. ' , a f
"Tiger knew what be was about
when he out for home," said Joe. . "It
wasn't cowardice nt all. He knew
thnt we need help, ond wont to bring
it."
Th1 if that's the case." snid
Andy, "and Tiger saved it, the pan
ther just as surely saved the mail bag.
snppose be knew Lnnt was waiting
to steal it and ho did his best to keep
us from falling into the trnp. We
owe the panther as much gratitude as
we do Tiger."
e diii not exactly see it in this
light, but both boys stuck to their
point, and thero the matter routed.
Lnnt Kennedy wns offered his free
dom on condition that he leave the
neighborhood, and he gladly accepted
the proposition.
Jake Carter was Able to attend to
his duties on the following day, nor
did he receive even a reprimand. in
consequence of the mail pouch failing
to make its regular trnin that night.
Before tho close of the week tho
panther was shot in a distant part of
the county and Mr. Brydon bought
the skin and proaenled it to Andy ns
reward for his faithful services to
the Qovernmont. Good News.
The (inldbealers Work.
"I waa in the workshop of a gold-J
beater in new lork recently for the
first time in my life," said L. 8. Tom-
linson, of Chicago, at tho Lindell.
"I'robnbly less is known of that in
teresting trade than any other extant.
One reason is that there are so few
engaged in it by comparison with
other industries. I was greatly inter
ested in the process. The gold is
melted and run into small ingot,
making an oblong plate of absolutely
pure gold. This is rolled in ft hard
rolling mill until it is strung ont Into
several yards of gold ribbon, about as
thick as parchment. This is cut up
into pieces about an inch sqnate, sev
eral hundred are placed beneath
leaves of goldbeaters' skin, the whole
inolosed in a parchment cover. Then
it is beaten for several hours. Tho
loaves of gold spread tinder the beat
ing, and they are each cut into lour
pieces, lbe beating process is con
tinued, the pieces are again divided,
and the process repeated nntil the
gold is so thin thnt the slighest breath
will blow it away.
"I am told that this is one trsdein
which modern invention has made no
improvement. Attempts to beat gold
by machinery have utterly failed, be
cause the stroke must not be uniform,
but regulated by the striker, accord
ing to condition. A falso stroke of
the hammer is sufficient to undo the
work done at any stage, and neces
sitate a fresh start, beginning with the
melting pot. Only one substnnoe has
ever been discovered which will sorve
to beat gold in. It is obtained from
the intestines of cattle and subjected
to n secret process. I nm told that
gold is beaten now as it was when
Solomon's temple was decorated with
gold leaf. Sometimes a crucible of
gold breaks or is upset in tho furnace,
The cinders and aabes are carefully
gathered, beaten fine in a mortnr and
then washed by hand. Practically all
the gold will be recovered in this way.
Flying particles of gold leaf, as fine as
dust, settle all over the shop. The
sweepings oi the shop are saved,
burned and the ashes washed, ami
yield quite a sum annually. St
Louis Globe-Democrat. '
They Cooked the Rain.
"Perhaps one of the most peculiarly
prepared luncheons ever laid bo fore
hungry peoplo was one which we had
not long Aito, when we were snowod
np in the theatre of a small Western
town," said a theatrical man. "Upon
this night, with the brief interval af
ter the people left the theatre, whilo
wo wero dressing to go to our hotel, a
terrimo snowstorm suoh as you can
find only in the West oame up. Tho
snow drifted against our doors and all
about the streets, so that we bad to
remnin all night in the theatre. Of
oonrso we got hungry, as actors will
sometimes do, and we began tosearoh
for soraothing eatable. -
"We prowled around the property
room, and we were about to give up in
disgust when one of the company
struck A box of beans, which wero
used to imitate the sound of rain. By
shaking the box ft stage rain-storm
oould be produced. We took this
rain,' as the profession is pleated to
call it, but saw no way of cooking it
Some one suggestadthat tho 'iutindor'
might be good thing to cook it np
on, in lieu of nothing better, says the
Pittsburg Dispatch. The 'thunder'
was ft sheot of tin or iron, which was
shaken to make the roar of heaven's
artillery. Wo beut tho 'thundor' so
that it would bold the beans, bnt were
at ft loss for means for prodnoing heat.
Our property man suggested that we
use 'lightning,' powder ' of
looopodium, used for making flashes
upon the stage, for the tire. We
found quite lot of this, and with the
addition of some 'snow' little bits of
paper used to represent the beautiful
we started quite a nre and succeed
ed in cooking tho beans, which we ate
with a relish, Resolving into stage
parlance, we used 'thunder, 'Itoht
mug and Viuow to cook a lunch that
consisted of 'rain.'" Chicago Times,
Dlainor.d Polishes Diamond.
Tho art of cutting and polishing
diamonds is very old one in the
East, and the early jewelers of India
nd China knew how to dress dia
monds by means of diamond dust long
before Europeans did. it ws a Bel
gian lapidary, one uurguiu, oi
Bruges, who aocideutally discovered,
in 1150, bow one diamoud can b cm
ployed to polish another. It was he
who eoustruotod the first .polishing'
wheel, wherewith, by means of dm
mond powder, he could dress 1 dia'
monds as well as other stones oould lie
dressed by emery. New York Journal.
. "ft1 i
'The mean temperature oi the wholo
earth is about fifty degrees.
DETAILS OF DUKSS,
MIXOIJ MATTKIH AtSK ItKCEIV-
INU ATTICJU'ION.
Murti Plrtltln . Keen on Imported
Dresses Styles In Fronts or
VestsOther Hints About
Woman's Wear. ,
u pr LITTLl
the or
d dreaami
LITTLE more cloth lor
cevee, please," was
order of a recent
dressmaker, as she was
preparing to fit out her customer for
an outing. "A little more cloth fof
the sleeves and an abundance of em
broidery, mailnme, if yon plenae," and
madame immediately furnished lbe
additional material and embroidery
gnlore. And this dress was a model
of exqmaite taste. It was of pearl
gray moire, the skirt walking length
and' very full at the bank. From the
shonldera to the foot of the skirt the
front was of alternate rows of em
broidered insertion and silk muslin.
Very wide revors of velvet, the color
of the ground of the skirt, were edged
with insertion. A soft collar and belt
were also of velvet the bishop sleeves
had plain cuffs with flaring ruffles
over the hands. This full-length frou,
by the way, is one of the features of
the coming styles, aud is a forerun
ner of the court train and fancy petti
coat in which our ancestors delighted.
Another handsome costume is of
shepherds' check silk and velvet The
skirt is of plain silk, the bodice is of
velvet with deep V's of silk At front
And back ; the tops of the bishop
sleeves are also ot silk, the cuffs be
ing of velvet. A cape of velvet and
lace is arranged to wear with this
dress, the velvet matching the cuffs,
collar and corselet. The velvet ruffle
of the cape is about sixteen inches
deep, and is set on to a round yoke of
elaborate passementerie. Above the
velvet ruffle is one of lace, the head
ing of the lace having velvet ribbon
run through in beading fashion. A
ruche of lace finishes the neck and
REASONABLE GOWNS FOR CHILDREN.
itands close np around the throat.
This is an exceptionally stylish and
pretty costume, and is ft type ot one
of the earliest ideas for autumn. ,
Another dress, and one that has
been much admired, is of dark -green
Indian camol's-hair. The skirt is
made entirely plain, ' the front and
sides are trimmed with single orna
ments of satin and beads. The waist
is of oamel's-hair and has wide revers
turning baok from a full-length vest
finished by a soft belt of velvet The
oollar, veat and alcoves are of black
satin, the sloeves in enormously full
topped leg-o'-mutton style. The edges
of the frouts over the vest have ro
settes to match the skirt A silk tie
with knot has ends thnt fall below the
belt; another new caprice in neck
dressing. Out-of-door sport j monopo
lize a large share of the attention of
young ladies at this reason, and as
boating is a favorite pastime, special
costumes are devised for this purpose.
Among the most . desirable are those
made of sorgvs of various colors,
THIS IS VERY SMART.
A dark bluo or blaok sorgo which
has been worn all summer can be
smartened up for fall wear by cover
ing the broad oollar and pointed
revers with heavy lace. Make the lace
fit smoothly over the revers, and if it
is wide enough let it extend inside of
the ooat like a faniug. If you can af
ford ' only enough to ' reach to tho
waist, don't mind that. Fasten pieces
of broad blaok satin or moire sash
ribbon to the under arm team inside
the ooat and bring them to the front,
where they should meet under a
French looking rosette or butterfly
bow. ....
GREENS ARB FOPUtiAR.
Tho dilfereut shades of green appear
to be very popular. They begin in
grays, where the green is scarcely
more than a suggestion, And then they
Are seen in sage, a frosty whitibh tint
overoAsting it ; then iu reseda, which
is of rusty tinge. There ia grass
hopper groen, lettuoo, cabbage, pop
lar, apyle, Nile, aud then it stray
into the mosses, myrtles, olives, and
lastly, the emeralds, the Lincoln and
hunters' green And bottle green.
Without doubt green, is ft, pleasing
color, bnt the wearer must know how
to treat it. There are greens that
dark or sallow persons should keep at
a distance from face, neck or hands,
nnd then there are others thnt mnke
such persons look fair. They must be
studied.
REftor. rmitm.
A model gown could be made of a
fine navy blue hopsack with a coat cut
in such a style as this, the inner waist
ooat bnokled across with steel buckles,
and made of the black satin. At the
neck have the cravat and bow of fine
crepe, the sleeves to be buckled in the
middle of the fulness, and be made of
the ssme material as the skirt and
coat. . Tke buckles ou the sleeve are
rather attractive.
FANCY BAO FOB DUSTER.
It is the correct thing snd the
convenient thing as well to keep
duster in every room. One can often
employ few minutes in banishing
the "bloom of time" if only a duster
is handy, when the necessity of hunt-
ing for one would quite spoil one's
desire for cleanliness. The accompany
ing sketch shows an easily made bag.
It is of cream colored linen, quickly
worked with dots aud conventionalized
flowers in outline stitch. ; Tho bottom
in shirred up, finished with a frill of
lace and tied with a bow of, ribbon.
The top is also edged with laoe, with
a casing for a draw string just bolow
it. This is tied in a bow and forms a
snspensioa lo?p. ' Flowered cretonne
or fancy silk may be used, if one ia
not iuolined to fancy work. Tho em
broidery silk . and ribbon should
harmonize with the furnishing of the
A POSTCLOTU BAG.,
room for which it is intended. This
bag is nice for soiled collars and cutis
or handkerohiefa. . i - .--i
A window cord is an excellent
barometer. When it tightens, the
reason is found in the tact that the
air is full ot moisture, aud rain i
probable. ' ' ' (
fill
i .'- f.