The romance of the East it to re ceive a shock in the new iron bridge ever the Tigris nt Bagdad. Dr. Robert U. Out states that the Bible, as a whole or in part, is now accessible in 381 languages and dia lects. It is said that nickels nro to be made of nickel hereafter, iustead of n alloy of nickel and copper. Thoy will be bluer in color, and will not wear so much. Chicago is rejoicing that none of sky-scraping bnildings were blown down by the recent cyclone there, and thinks that thoy are proof against all atmospheric disturbance. Mexico now wants to come into lino in the matter of firearms. It is pro posed to arm the infantry,cavalry and artillery with the Mondragon rifle.in stead of the Remington, now in use. The keeper of the Chicago jail has a a tense of bnmor and a grim one. He showed it when recently he returned letter that had arrived for a prisoner who had been hanged five days before With the indorsement on the ontsidc, "Present address not known." At the rate we are progressing in other arts, it is hoped by the Globe Commercial Advertiser, that the cul inary art the most important of them all will have mado such progress dur ing the coming century that the ser vice of toggy, heavy deserts and dys pepsia breeding sweets at tbo end of the dinners will be a thing of unpleas ant memory only. "Americans, es pecially young Americans, have been bandioApped with such fare long enongh. Tbcy should finish dining with frnit and trifles. Our air is too rarified, our nervous organization too delicately attuned for the pastry of English farmhand ancestry. Our meats do not depend upon the cruets for their flavor; our sweets, therefore should be made nuder the modernized formula of the saffron age of cook ery." The Mannlicber rifle has been used in earnest in Austria in a labor riot near Reichenberg. Three soldiers fired one shot each, and brought down seven people, one ballet actually kill ing two persons and badly hurting an other. These recurring evidences of the deadly character of the new small bores lend a sickening terror to the forecasts of the nest European war. On the other hand, experience in the Sondan and in Matabeleland shows that this modern tiny projectile, de spite its hideous velocity and penetrat ing power, is not so good for stopping a Dervish or Kaffir rush as the old big bullet. The native comes at such a pace, and with suoh tremendous force of will power thnt nothing but the solid impact of a good, sizable chunk of lend will hold him up. He will not atop merely because he has been perforated by a metallio pea. This would probably be true, too, of Ru siiin soldiers. Since tho St. Louis tornado they are forming what is known as "emer gency clubs" out in Iowa. The Hawk- eye Stato usually expects a shaking np from old Boreas tome time in sum mer. It it found that the stiffest kinds of tornado insurauoe policies do not prevent a cyclone from lifting np large aectiona of the State of Iowa and dropping them in Illinois and Wis cousin. The thrifty and forehanded lowana, therefore, propose that no tornado, however stealthy, shall catch them napping. The plau is to organ ize emergency olubs with corps of nurset and physicians, equipped with a plentiful supply of arabulanoes, bandages and medicines, to be made immediately available in case of a and' den visitation from the tree-twisting, eartn-toraping elements. This is a wise and commendable exhibition of forethought on the part of the Hawkeye people, maintains the Chi cago Times-Herald, and the olubs will no doubt be quite effioaoiont in gathering together the soattered rom nantt of those who are not entirely obliterated from the faoe of nature. . But the idea that these clubs can be considered in any way as a safe sub stitute for the good old-fashioned "yolone cellar, bow so popular in Kansas, it a fallacy. As a safe refuge for the howling wrath of the unbridled tempest there is nothing comparable to a deep and well-covered cellar. Weather-beaten and storm-tossed bu inanity it patiently waiting for some genius to invent a weather vane which when properly 'connected with hinged floora will quietly dump the fumily into tba cellar npon the slightest manifestation of an approaching tor nado. Such a device will eonfer a great blessing Just sow than Edison's bottled sunlight or Langly'a flying naolune. MAUD'S ADMIRERS. We met by chance, of course; and equally, of conrse, it was a case of love at first sight We had no for mal introduction, no drawing-room acquaintance. On one of the loveliest lakes in tho midst of the Adirondack wilderness Maud's beautiful eyes were first turned npon me. It was two years ago since Tom Watkius and I, proud of our four years' experience and onr brand-new sheepskins, had left Amherst with mingled feelings of joy and regret. Tom went immediately into the office of a famous New England rooming paper, and mado his way steadily up on it editorial corps. I bad gone into partnership with my father, and workod like a slave, loot he should be ashamed of me ; for I had an immense respect for him,and I knew he despised laziness. Having worked two years without interruption, Tom and I both felt that we had earned a vacation, and, by a little planning, we managed to get off together in September of the compara tively uneventful year eighteen hun dred and eighty. We both voted for the mountain in stead of the sea, and for New York in stead of New Hampshire ; so we started out determined to see all that we could of the North woods. After a day on Lake Qeorgewe took the eastern route to the woods, spend ing a night at Elizabethtown. Thence we tramped to Keene, the clear mountain streams,deep,cool woods, and grand towering peaks, more than mak ing np for the hard roads and thick dust, to that, though tired, we were more than satisfied with our first day's experiences. As we resolved "to do" the moun tains, we climbed the cloud-cleaver, Tabawas; we spent a shivering night on Whiteface ; whence we watched Lake Placid brighten under the morn ing sun ; we picked a four-leaved clo ver from John Brown's grave at North Elba; we started a deer iu the Indian pats, and saw our guide kill it; and, to crown all, we came out of the woods by way of the lakes. Our guide was a wiry little follow, too slight to carry a boat, we thought nutil we watched him in a wrestling match, when he showed himself tough as whip-oord, and we had no fears. . Starting from the lower Saranao on a dull afternoon, a gorgeous suuset lit np the olonds and lakes as we rowed swiftly along; then, as the rich purple and crimson faded, the crescent moon broke through the clouds, and we had our first experience of "carries" in thit uncertain twilight. It was only a thort walk, however, and then we glided aoross the black waters of Round Lake in an utter silence, save for the splash of the oars and the soream of the loon or nightbawk. Next day we wound along the Ra qnette river, whose waters were low, tnd whose shores, even thus early, glowed with autumn color. Our nights were spent at hotels, which we reached late and left early; our days, in rowing and "carrying." Almost lost under the inverted boat, our guide led ns through the rioh vegetation of . the carries, without wandering even when the fire, still raging, had obliterated every traoe of a trail to our nnacoustomed eyes. Occasionally we heard the incon gruous sonnd of human voices other than our own and came npon a simi lar boating party. Now and then we heard the baying of dogs, and knew that tome poor deer was in distress, or we taw an nnoommon bird, and listened to its wild note, but for the most part, there were few signs of life of any kind, and the silenoe waa com plete ; the tense of loneliness, intense. What wonder, then, that Maud teemed almost fairy-lika to eyea long nnacoustomed to such beauty. At we came out upon Raquetta lake we feltlat if we were approaching civil ization ; clearings, with back shanties or more pretentions cottages oocupied many of the points; and hark I what sonnd it that? No heron's toreams, or wild duok'i screech, but a veritable steam whistle; and, in tho distance we can just distinguish a little tug stand ing at the dock. Presently, coming nearor, we had a view of the pas sengers, among whom, with the Sep tember sun gildiug her brown hair, we first saw Maud. I say "we," for Tom't subdued whistle told me that his heart had been smitten by this nut-brown maid as well as mine. She was chattering merrily with her brother and father who stood close by. We could hear their voices, and distinguish the names, Maud and Jack, by which the brother and sister addressed each other, but uothing more. Apparently, however, they were talking of us; for, the little tug having started just as we got alongside, our plucky little guide determined on a race. The wind was against him, but he held his own; and, though the steamer passed ahead of us into the narrow Morion river, tho cheer of tho panongera showed that they considered him vic torious, while Maud beamed npon him in a wav that made us both wiuli that we held the oars. She stood in tho bow of tho little steamer with the venerable woods be hind her; but their green branches and shadowy spaces were for me only a background to intensify the picture of her youth and beauty. With the sight of bor I felt that I bad had enough of loueliuesx, and a longing came over me, such as I hsd some times felt in college when the soft toue of a woman's voice reminded me of home. As we sped along the lily-pads, rich with the same autumn colors which the maples wore, we had the good luck to find several belated blossoms. Tbi tug was making its way slowly, for the channel was narrow and wind ing; and as we were quite near, I fan cied that Maud looked enviously at ray treasures. Lifting my hat, I tossed t iie in at her feet. She did not blush, she did not scornfully cast them into the water, nor ask her brother to throw them back to me ; she simply nodded her thanks with evident delight, and, with the utmost grace she fastened the lovely lotus flowers in her belt. Does this strike any one as a bit of flirtation? What man could keep a flower with a lady near on whom be might bestow it? The lilies sought their rightful owner, and I simply helped them on their rightful way, while Tom looked at the three ho hud gathered as if unwilling to imitate me, and equally unwilling to keep them. "It was a shame to pick them," he said, and laid them back npon tho water. The steamer now shot ahead, and our guide tola us tuat Its passengers would "carry" across to Eagle lake, wuere another steamer would receive them, while our carry was a shorter one further np. Tom and I both received the newt nnwilliugly, for we could not bear to have this bright vision vanish to soon. Should we never again tee Maud? We looked at each other, but laid nothing. When at length we thot out into Eagle lake.after the last of our carries there was no sign of any steamer ; and, as we rowed on, the tun tet and tho moon rose, but we were still alone. On Blue Mountain Lake we heard the steamer's whistle ouoe more, and in the distance saw its column of smoke and sparks as it puffed off to another part of the shore. We felt like grumbling, at our choioe of hotels, but it wut now too late to change ; to, hungry, tired and disappointed, we climbed the steep hillside. Our appetites did not fail us, how ever (how could they in that air?), and after supper we walked up and down the broad piazza, looking npon the moonlighted lake and mountains with a tinge of sadness at wa thought our outing wat to nearly over, ond we mused npon the maiden whose beauty had charmed us. Next morning we drove a mile in the early twilight in order to take the stage. We found only one unengaged outside teat, and Tom insisted ou my takiug that. Wat he really generous, or did he have an intuition? I asked myself, at suddenly our acquaintances of yesterday came down the steps and entered the stage. Maud wore her lilies and nodded pleasantly as our eyes met, but she took a teat direotly opposite to Tom. . It teemed Jo me a very uninterest ing road. I taw little but tho black ened treat and the burnt wilderness. I was tadly bored by a talkative scat mate, but there wat no chance of re lief nnlil we reached Cedar river, where the stage wat exchanged for Concord coach. I found that Tom had made great advances in the acquaintance of the little party to whioh Maud belonged, and which I now joinod. We all climbed on top of the coach, and though the sun was hotter than ever, and the dead trees quite as ghastly, I no longer ohjocted to riding outside. Maud's father proved a good-na tured man, whose hay-fever bad driven him to the woods; and on the shore of Raquette lake, he, with Maud and Jack, had been camping in a bark shanty, and without a guide. They told ns of their experience! in a frank, jolly way, that made camping seem the most desirable kind of life imaginable. .Maud looked on ns with evident pity when she found that we bad been less than three weeks in the woods, and onr camping experiences had been only with a guide. But Tie retaliated with a glowing account of onr boat trip, which fascinated her, and she immediately implored her father to tako her through the lakea next summer. She had learned to fish, row and swim, though Jack laughed at the idea of her swimming where the water wasn't over her head. She got enthusiastic over her rowiug.however J and said Bbe conld cook fish as well at catch them, and make splendid pan cakes! and we doubted none other accomplishments. How swiftly onr six horses sped over the rough road I Long before we wished it we rattled into North Creek, where the railway station made ut feel that our happy mountain life was at an end. We found that onr paths would di verge at Saratoga, so we made the most of the few hours left. The car seemed close after onr out-door life, and we wondered if civilization were worth while, after all. As we rumbled along, talking mer rily in spite of the noise, a saucy gust of wind caught Mutid's hat and whirled it out of the window. "What shall I do?" she appealed to us ; for Jack wat laughing, and her father evidently puzzled. "That's the only hat I had with me, and I can't go bearheaded." "I might leud you this," said Jack, offering his straw, which was very much the worse for its camping ex periences. "I cau do better than that," said I, Jack's suggestion having reminded me of something ; and I soon pulled out a tknll-cap of the tame general color as her dress. "Wouldu't this do ? I have bo me pretty wings if vou waut to trim it." She chose a gray one out of mj Btore, with which her deft fingers soon transformed the cap; and when it was ou her bead she looked prettior than ever. We four admiring mascu lines congratulated her on her suc cess, and I was iu clover. Tom wat distanced again, for be, too, had a cap, which he would have only been too happy to see on that graceful head, if he had only thought of it. But there wat little time for regreta. Already we were neariug Saratoga, and must park with our friends. Good-byes are seldom pleasant. Perbapa it it well that thoy are often hurried. A few words, a touch of the hand, and she wat gone. Did we ever tee her again? Whloh of ut won her? Wat one made happy, the other heart-broken, and our friendship thus shattered forever? No, dear reader. It it possible for two men, who have fallen in love with the same girl to be oontent to hold equal plaoes in her affection if the it ouly eight yean old. White and Ureen Houses. "I am inclined to think," said Mr. Bngloton, "that if a man it going to build a house in the suburbs or the country, white, with green blinds, is about as well as he can do in the way of paint, that is, if there are treet aronnd tbehoute; if there are no treet, if the house stands right out by itself, then white would be 'pretty ttaring, though, aocording to my fancy, a house painted white and green looks all right anywhere if the paint ia kept fresh and bright I wat in the country the other day, and I taw tome white and green houses, standing baok iu yurds, surrounded by tree, sunlight touching 'em in patches where it shone through the leaves, honses looking cool and comfortable, and with some character about them. I like it, myself, better than the dull rainbow tints iu which many modern houses in the oountry are now painted and if I were going to build a house tomorrow in the suburbs, if it wat on land where it would be surrounded by trees, I think I should paint it white with green blinds.". New York Bun, CATTLE ROUND-UPS.' The Exciting Scenes Enacted - on Western RangoB. Odd Outfits Used In Branding the Calf Crop. All along the western borders of South Dakota the ronnd-np campflres burn brightly now. The Missouri rivor marks the eastern border of the great western ranges. In the Dakotas alone at least 1,500 ridert are now en gaged in rounding np cattle and branding the calf crop. Twenty-five outfits have planned and laid out their, routes, and at least six weeks of con tinuous riding will be necessary to do the work. Fifty to sixty ridert will follow each wagon or outfit. The outfit consists of the most wagon, drawn by four or aix horses, loaded down with provisions necessary to feed its crew; the bed wagon, con taining all the bedding and camp equipments; the horse wrangler, who takes charge of the bunch of horses to bo nsed in the work, usually consist ing of 200 to 800 horses. These horsos are moved with the camp, and whenever a rider wauts a fresh horse be throws a rope into the bnnch and brings out bis animal. Then follows the scene of "bucking" and plunging, for often the broncho has to be "busted" before he cau be used on the work. Camp is moved every day, or at least every second day, from five to eight miles along the route. Every morning the line rider foreman leaves camp with his crew of riders and takes a course at right angles with the route; every half mile or mile he starts a couple of ridert to ride parallel with the route, to throw in all the cattle they find toward the route and camp. After five or six lines are Btarted out the foreman takes the balance of riders and swings around iu front to drive allthe bnuob es gathered toward camp, coming in for dinner. In the afternoon the same conrse is adopted in the opposite direction, and both tides of the camp are worked, The cattle gathered are all thrown into one bunch, which is known as the "cavvy," and are moved along with the camp. Calves are branded each day, and every one is branded the same brand us its mother, no matter where or who the owner may be. This part of the work is done with the greatest care, and every cowboy ia faithful to this trust. Whenever 4,000 or 5,000 cattle are in the "cavvy," and while cattle are on their own rauges, the work of "cut ting out" is curried on. In this the peculiar skill and ability of the cow boy is drawu out, and only men of well-known expertness with brands and cattle are detailed to do this work The cutting horse must learn his part as well as the rider ; he must be able to turn about as quickly and on less ground thou any other, and dodge the attacks of the wildest steer with as much case and graoe as the circus horse. The rider dushes into the "cavvy" and separates the cattle of each particular brand belonging on the range they are passing over. He drives his animal to the outside of the bunch and dashes back attor another. Ou the outside are a 'number of ridert who drive these cattle off to the owner. Each brand held in thit way it driven back on its own ranch, for these range cat tie beoome located. This is called working the cavvy, and the main bnnch is pushed ahead until every body's cattle are cut out and the calvet branded. In South Dakota no loss than 500, 000 head of cattle will be handled by the present round-up. The country traversed will be upward of 25,000, 000 acres, whioh constitutes the great South Dakota pasture or range coun try. Each wagon is assigned its par tioular route, and the entire country is thoroughly worked. The calf crop will be fully twenty-five percent. larger than last year. The cattle industry has developed wonderfully during the past four or five years, Over $1,000,000 worth of cattle are shipped annually to thit point The interest taken in grading np stock cattle and purchasing grade stock increases each year. The industry has paid a yearly profit of not less than fifty peroent Tor the past five years, and the loss of the past year was less than one percent. The Missouri River Stockman's Association hat headquarters at Fort Pierre. Its duty ia to furnish protection to stock from cattle rustlers on the home range and inspection of all brands of cattle told at the market points. It hat a deteotiva service whioh hunts down every rustler or person unlaw fully handling any brands be longing to its members. It hat dona great good. Minneapolis Journal. Gold In Deer Teeth. Stories have been told about the finding of gold In the crops of chick ens, in the stomachs of fishes, be tween the toes of wolves and in a variety of odd places, but Frank Dixon, a taxidermist of thit city, ia the first to find gold on the teeth of a ild doer. Thit ttory louudt im probable, tint it is true. Mr. Dixon received recently from Colorado a couple of deer heads to be mounted The first thius be did waa to skin the heads. He noticed in handling the skulls that the rows ol teeth were incrusted with a brownish yellow substance. In thq crevicea between the teeth the incrustation was heaviest and nparklod when held to the light. Mr. Dixon knew the deer were killed in a part of Colorado where gold dnat had been found. He scraped some of the incrustation from the teeth and took it to his friend. Shirley Millet, dentist ' Dr. Millet tested it with chemicals and said it wat gold. Mr. Dixon soraped off a lot more and took it to Mr, Lawrence, assay iat. Then the taxidermist wrote '.o Colorado and found ont the exact spot whore the deer were shot aud he began to make preparations to close out his business here and go there to hunt for gold. - "My theory about this thing ia this," said Mr, Dixon. "Every herd of deer has a salt lick somewhere, where they go occasionally to lick the earth for tho salt there is in it Tho herd never wanders far away from this lick. The soil of the lick that was used by these two deer waa full of gold dust, and the acid of the decrs' mouths held it and incrusted it on the teeth. Or, perhaps, the gold was picked np by the deer in browBiug. Kansas City Star. The Mighty Pen. In Birmingham, England, there are a number ol lactones that make 150,000,000 pens every week. The majority of the workers in these fac tories are women. To make 1,000,000 pens fully a ton of steel is needed. There is so much work necessary to manufacture a single pen that if they were not made in such bulk they would be much more expensive. When the steel leaves the presses it is shaped like a pen, bnt is flat in- , stead of rounding. The flat pieces are pnt in a furnace, where they re main till they are redhot, wheu they ere hammered and stamped. v. More steel is used every year in the making of pens tbau in the manufac ture of guns, swords and needles throughout the world. The type writer has rather checked the enor mous use of steel pens, still they lead. Forty years ago when pens, rnper ceded quills it wasoue of the myster ies of the day how the slit was made down the center of the pen. .Those employed in that part of the work wore made to take on oath not to re veal the proco-s. Now everybody knows that tho slit is made by a pair of scissors fixed in a press. Men roll the steel to its proper thickness ; then women cut it iu strips tho width of two pens by means of presses. Anvils. "It it not generally known," ob served a prominent blacksmith, "that nearly all of the anvils used by black smiths in this country ure made by one firm in Brooklyn, New York. All kinds of substitutes have been in vented and put on the market, but after using tlieiu the bluc'.tsuiith gen erally goes back to the wrougbt-iron anvil, which is haud made. There are plenty of cust-irou and steol auvils for sale, but they find but little fuvor from blacksmiths, who prefer an anvil that slugs. The caut-irou anvil hat no musio about it, and doe not give any more response to the hammer than if one was hammering on a stump. It is musio, or siugiug, aa the smithy calls it, that it wanted. A blaoksmita does nearly all hit talking to hie helper by the sounds made on the an vil by hit hammer. At far at the vil lage blacksmith is concerned, singing by the anvil is his constant divertise ment Ordiuarily an anvil will last from tea to twenty years, that it, if it is bandied oarefully, though there are many anvils that are now nsed by sons which were nsed by the fathers during their entire life time, " Washington Star. CnratWe. "That fe'.low turns np on every corner," "Why don't yon get rid of him?" "How can I?" "Why, easy leud biui a dollurl" Boston Globe.
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