acem—
; The Fighting Editors.
1 remember calling at the office of a
great Parisian newspaper with a friend
who wished to have rectified a state-
ment published in “it concerning him.
When our business was made known,
we were ushered into a handsomely
furnished room on the first floor. Seated
at desks, without a trace of pens, ink
or paper or of anything in a literary
way except some new novels, together
with a few packages of cigarettes, were
two gentlemen whose appearance made
a considerable impression on me. The
were faultlessly dressed in deep black
(the duelist’s color). Each had the rib-
bon of the Legion in his buttonhole,
their long jet black mustaches were
waxed out to a point as fine as a
needle’s, and there was in their whole
manner, their voices, their gesturesvand
the expression of their eyés and mouths
an indescribable something that pro-
claims the man who at one time or an-
other has worn a uniform. These were
the fighting editors, with whom evi-
dently the pen was not mightier than
the sword. They were civil, however,
and consented to the recgfication of the
paragraph. As fighting was their trade,
* they looked at it in a purely business
way anfl only went out when the de-
mands made were too unreasonable to
be entertained. I fancy that they some-
times fought in defense of articles they
had never even seen.—Cornhill Maga-
zine.
A Roland For His Oliver.
It is gaid that Professor John Stuart
Blackie often told ‘‘on himself’ this
anecdote, which seems to indicate that
personalities are not agreeable, even to
those who deserve criticism.
This genial old professor used to
form a very picturesque feature in the
Edinburgh streets. He was a wiry old
patriarch, with handsome features and
" “hair falking in ringlets about his shoul-
Ld ong who had seen him could
“TG ore him.
One day he was accosted by a very
dirty dittle bootblack with his ‘‘Shine
your boots, sir?’
The professor was impressed by the
filthiness of the boy’s face.
“I don’t want a shine, my lad,’ said
he, ‘but if you’ll go and wash your
face I'll give you sixpence. ’’
‘A’ richt, sir,”’ was the lad’s reply.
Then he went over to a neighboring
fountain and made his ablutions. Re-
‘turning, he held out his hands for the
money.
~"%Well, my lad,” said the professor,
“you have earned your sixpence. Here
it ig.”
#~ “1 dinna want it, auld chap, *’ return-
ed the boy with a lordly air. ‘‘Ye can
keep it and get yer hair cut. ”’
AL Anticholera Vaccination.
Anticholera vaccination originated
about 12 years ago with Dr. Ferran, a
Spanish physician. His vaccine of eight
drops of a cholera culture mixed with
bile was used with many misfortunes
upon 25,000 persons, but gave sufficient
encouragement to lead to Haffkine’s ex-
"periments, which have proved so suc-
1 in India. Haffkine employs
ttenuated cholera bacilli, followed a
few days later virulent cultures.
Equally good results from the use of
dead cholera bacilli—killed by either
heat or chloroform-=—are now claime
by Kolle, who gets the same effects by
simply using somewhat larger doses of
his less terrifying preventive. Compara-
tive tests have shown that the blood of
the vaccinated individuals is now 200
times as potent in resisting cholera in-
evidence of the effectiveness of modern
fact is mentioned that it has had 800,-
000 victims in Russia since 1892, while
in Germany, including the Hamburg
epidemic, its deaths have been but
9,000. The disease seems destined soon
to become as obsolete as smallpox.
Bishop Coxe’s Wit.
Bishop Coxe’s wit was as quick as
his memory. On one occasion, being in
’ a“plight railway accident, the bishop
had a lower berth on one side of a car,
the corresponding berth on the other
side being occupied by a, Presbyterian
minister. At the time of the concussion
neither was hurt, but both were thrown
into the aisle, their heads hitting to-
gether.
‘‘Church unity,” said the Presby-
terian divine.
“Not entirely, ’’ said the bishop, rais-
ing his hand to his heart. *‘‘Church
unity to be complete must be of the
heart as well as of the head.’
Another time a very lovely elderly
lady happened to mention to him that
she was a second cousin of that dis-
tinguished but wunprincipled man,
Aaron Burr. ‘‘I wish,” said the bishop
quickly, ‘‘that you had had as good a
_ ~~“ cousin as ho had.’’—George Alfred
‘Stringer.
Fakirs.
Fakirs is the name given toa cele-
brated class of fanatics found in many
parts of the cast, but more particularly
in India. Some of them will make a
vow to continue all their lives in one
posture and adhere to it strictly. Others
never lie down, but remain in a stand-
ing position all their lives, upheld only
by sticks or ropes under the armpits.
They pretend to have subdued every
passion of mortality.
A Difficult Problem.
“What kapes ye shtill so long, Do-
lan?”’ inquired Mr. Rafferty.
‘‘Oi’m thryin to convince meself that
it’s no harder to push a wheelbarrow on
the level than to push me bicickle up
hill an Oi can’t do it.”’—Washington
Star.
Great quantities of sulphur are mined
in the craters of several extinct volca-
noes in Mexico.
Massachusetts annually imports from
beyond her border eggs to the value of
$56,000,000.
On an average five peffons are killed
daily in the coal mines of England,
fection as that of the unvaccinated. As,
methods of dealing with cholera the:
He Would Not Deny It.
A federal judge lately charged a jury |
in a liquor case as follows: “In fates;
years there seems to have been a dis-
position to deny or ignore jadicial
knowledge as to what constitutes in-
toxicating liquors, aud the courts have
manifested a desire to disavow any ju-
dicial kuowledge on this subject. At
the same time some of the courts have
not hesitated to impute to juries an ex-
tensive knowledge and information in |
this regard. This court, however, will |
follow the precedent established by the
decision of Chuucellor Walworth upon
this subject and will assume judicial
knowledge concerning intoxicating
liquors. In a trial in the state of Wis-
cousin, where this. question arose in
1888, the trial judge declared that a
man must be a driveling idiot who did |
)
not know what beer was, and that it
was not necessary to prove it to be an
intoxicatnig liguor.
‘‘Later the supreme court of that
state, in passing on the charge of the
tria! judge, declared that his rulings
in the case upon this question were not
only clearly correct, but if his peculiar
manner gave them force and emphasis
it was not only proper, but commend-
able. This court, therefore, will neither
stultify itself nor impeach its own ve-
racity by telling yon that it has not ju-
dicial knowledge that the liquar com-
monly known as ‘whisky’ is an intoxi-
cating liquor or that the drink com-
monly called a ‘whisky cocktail’ is an
intoxicating drink. ’’—Lease and Com-
ment.
|
Wesley and Methody.
Louis XIV’s famous saying, “I am
the state,’ js not far from being appli-
cable to Wesley, however he would
have revolted from saying, ‘‘I am the
church.”’ But unquestionably the pro-
longation of his life as both the apostle
and lawgiver of his church throughout
the whole of its adolescent and forma-
tive period, during which it was plastic
to his organizing and guiding hand, se-
cured to it both its stable basis and its
symmetrical development. Asa preach-
er second only to that incomparable
Whitefield whom a skeptic like Hume
said he would go 20 miles to hean; as a
hymnist second only to his peerless
brother Charles, who has given 627
hymns to the Methodist hymn book, he
was pre-eminent in fitness for patri-
archal administration and government.
No man has come so near the position
of a Protestant pope. In Great Britain
his sole judgment sufficed to exclude
any member or minister deemed un-
The Oat and the Mirror, o
I had a favorite cat, which came
habitually to my bedroom door as sogn
a8 persons began to move about the
Embalming Perfumes,
Myrrh, which was fabulously suppos-
ed to be the tears of Myrrha, who was
turned into a shrob, was a plant of
Caught by a New Game,
‘‘What's the matter with yon?”
asked the head of the firm when he lish commercial traveler, having receiv-
house in the morning and mewed for
admittance, scratching to emphasize his
request if immediate response were not
made.
One morning the idea seized me to
place him upon the dressing table while |
I was dressing. The cat at once gaw his |
reflection in the mirror and began to
arch his back and whisk his tail. He
twisted and turned himself and began
of course his apparent adversary did the
same,
mirror, evidently without the desired
result.
glass to investigate, returning thorough-
ly dissatisfied und eager to get at closer
quarters.
began to stroke him, and in the mirror
he now saw his own reflection and
mine, with my hand upon his head. It
seemed as if the cat took in the situa-!
tion at once, tor he glanced from me to
the reflection several times, lost his ir-
ritation and settled down to watch the |
proceedings, every now and then look-
ing into the mirror and back to me.
Many a time subsequently he took up!
his position before the mirror, quietly |
and naturally regarding his own and |
my image without the slightest emo-
tion. —Current Literature.
An Unconscious Rebuff.
The Rev. H. R. Haweis, author of |
“Music and Morals,” tells a good story
in his book, ‘‘Travel and Talk,” of an |
unconscious rebuff he once received in
a railway carriage: !
An old gentleman who sat opposite l
had been eying me over his evening pa- |
per with what I fancied was a look of
recognition. Presently he handed me '
the paper and pointed to an article on |
a musical subject. ‘‘I thought, sir,’’ he
said politely, ‘‘you might like to see
this article,"
One glance was sufficient. I recog- |
nized an almost verbatim chapter of
“Music and Morals.” Disgusted at the
fraud, I handed the paper back, re-
marking that I was quite familiar with
the contents. *‘In fact,’’ I rashly added,
‘‘it is a chapter out of ‘Music and Mor-
als.” You may know the book?’
“Indeed, sir, I never heard of it. Who!
is it by?’
“Oh,” I said, ‘‘a man named Haweis
—a parson, you know.”
‘Oh, really! I never heard of him!’
‘‘Haven’t you?’ said L
worthy.
In America, in 1770, the deed of the
old John Street church, the first Meth-
odist church in America, restricted its
use to such persons as Wesley should
appoint. This autocratic gonstitution
was but a natural incident of the period
of tuteluge through which scattered co-
cieties, mainly composed of the humbler
sort of people, with their visible bond
chiefly in the person of their beloved :
founder and father, grew at length into,
a fully organized church in the form of
a Presbyterian episcopacy. —Outlook.
= Calling the Chickens.
In England the calls chuck, chuck,
or coop, coop, prevail; in Virginia,
coo-che, coo-che; in Pennsylvania, pee,
pee. This latter call is widely em-
ployed, being reported from Germany,
Spain (as pi, pi), Bulgaria, Hungary,
Bavaria and the Tyrol. In the Austrian
province the term is used in combina-
tion, thus: Pulla, pi, pi; the call pul-
lele, pul, pul, also occurs there,
In some parts of Germany the poul-
try are called with tick, tick; in Prus-
sia, put, pat, 2nd young chickens with
tuk, tuk (Grimm), and schip, schip,
the latter being an imitation of their
own cry. In eastern Prussia hens are
called with kluckschen, kluck, kluck;
also tippchen, tipp, tipp. Grimm re-
cords also pi, pi, and tiet, tiet. Wein-
hold reports from Bavaria bibi, bibeli
bidli; pi, pi, and pul, pul.
In Denmark the call is pootle; in
Holland, kip, kip; in Bohemia, tyoo;
in Bulgaria, tiri, tiri.—American An-
thropologist.
A Safe Place.
Father %Zugh Lagan of “San Rafael is
a pious priest and an excellent racon-
teur. His reverence relates that he was
called in recently to administer the last
rites of mother church to a dying sin-
ner, who, like himself, was a native of
the Emerald isle.
“I have but one request to make,
father,’ gasped the dying penitent.
*‘What is it, my son?” inquired the
priest.
‘‘That when Iam dead, father, you
will put me to rest in the Hebrew
cemetery.’
‘‘And what for?’ asked Father La-
gan,
“Because, your reverence,” moaned
the sick man, ‘‘it is the last place on
the face of the globe where the divil
would look for an Irishman. ’’—London
Figaro.
What She Wouldn't Do.
At Hawick the people used to wear
wooden clogs, which made ‘a clanking
noise on the pavement. A dying old
woman had some friends by her bedside,
who said to her:
‘‘Weel, Jenny, ye are gaun to heaven,
and gin ye see ony o’ oor folk .ye can
tell them we’re a’ weel.”’
To which Jenny replied: *‘Weel, gin
I should see them I'se tell them. But
ye mauna expect me to gang clank-
clankin through heaven lookin for your
folk. ’”’—Scottish Nights.
Animals and Steam Machinery.
That proverbially stupid animal, the
ox, stands composedly on the rails
without having any idea of the danger
that threatens him. Dogs run among
the wheels of a departing railway train
without suffering any injury, and birds
seem to have a peculiar delight in the
steam engine. Larks often build their
nests and rear their young under the
switches of a railway over which heavy
trains are constantly rolling, and swal-
“No, ’" said he.
*“Oh!’’ said I, and the conversation
dropped. So of whomsoever it may be
said or sung, “’E dun know where ’‘e
are,” in the long run ‘‘most everybody”
finds his level, -
Chewing the Betel Nut: _
Maxwell Sommerville, in his book
“Siam on the Meinam, From the Gulf
to Ayuthia,’” says that, the chewing of
the betel nut being a common habit, at
every little distance as you go through
the bazaar of Bangkok may b. seen
petty merchants busy making and sell-
ing the preparation so universally mas-
ticated.
“The leaves if which the prepared
mixture fs wrapped are from a vine
known as the chavica betel. The nut is
from the arica betel palm, which
reaches a height of about 60 fest, whose
branches bear several large bunches of
nuts, which harden and redden as they
ripen, and which resemble somewhat
the bunches of fruit on the date bearing
palm. The dealers cut up their green
leaves into the proper triangular form,
crack the nuts, and with wooden spatu-
las work the tumeric stained juice into
a paste. It is amusing to see how skill-
fully they form the pieces of green leaf
into pointed, cone shaped cups, into
each one of which they place a portion
of the ingredients.’
Oxygen and Mushrooms,
A singular way of removing oxygen
from the air by the aid of a plant is
described by Dr. T. L. Phipson iu Lhe
Chemical News. Insidea gi: = bell jar,
suspended over water, is placed a mush-
room, and sunlight is allowed to fall
upon the plant. The mushroom absorbs
the oxygen from the air in the jar, and
the carbonic acid formed during the
process is absorbed by the water, which
gradually rises in the jar to one-fifth of
its height. The mushroom now dries
up, but its animation is only suspend-
ed, as may be proved by introducing
beside'it a green plant, when it will
recommence to vegetate, being nour-
ished by the oxygen exhaled from the
fresh plant.
The Huns.
The first mention of the Huns in his-
tory is in China, B. C. 210. They con-
quered that country and were afterward
driven out by the Celestials and marched
clear across Asia, penetrating the coun-
try now known as Hungary in 376
A. D. For atime they threatened to
overrun the whole of the continent, but
were defeated in the heart of France
and driven back tothe banks of the
Danube.
The Two Garricks.
George Garrick, borther of the cele-
brated David, was the latter’s most de-
voted slave and laborious pack horse.
On coming behind the scéne he usually
inquired, ‘‘Has David wanted me?’ It
being asked once how George came to
die so soon after the demise of his fa-
mous brother, a wag replied, ‘‘David
wanted him,”
Women as Thieves.
Why are ladies the biggest thieves in
existence? Because they steel their pet-
ticoats, bone their stays, erib their ba-
bies and hook their dresses.—Golden
Penny.
About $2,000,000 worth of American
whisky is annually sent abroad, most of
it from Baltimore.
It is said that no country in the world
shows so great a variety of plant life as
Mexico.
lows make their homes in engine houses.
to ‘‘spit,'’ as if eager for a contest, pig
Then he struck savagely at the |
Puzzled, he went behind the!
With a hearty laugh I drew pear and |
| the memory of the dead the mummies
| proclaims his Arner
had taken
know what she thonght of him in a
way that reminded me of some London
slum scenes.
his temper, as he surely does sooner or
—0r wives. — “Travels In West Africa,’’
teers, and on the first parade day his
sister came with his mother to see the
regiment,
step.
—Glasgow Herald.
handsome appearance, with spreading,
fernlike folinge and large umbels of
, white flowers, It was found principally
| in Arabia and Abyssinia. In early times
| the perfume distilled from it was great:
ly in requisition for embalming.
Herodotus gives a detailed acoount of
the ancient mode of embalming, which
| is perhaps more instructive than pleas-
| ing.
perfumes. It was then steeped in na-
tron, a strong selution of soda} for 70
days. After this it was wrapped in
bands of fine perfumed linen, smeared
with aromatic gums.
Not: only people were thus embalmed,
but the crocodiles of Lake Moeris,
which, after their mummification, were
decorated with ornaments and jewels
and laid in one of the subterranean
passages of the great labyrinth with
much pomp and display. The sacred
cat, ichneamon and other cherished ani-
mals devoutly worshiped by the Egyp-
tians were embalmed with scrupulous
and fanatical care. On days special to
were newly sprinkled with perfume, in-
cense was offered before them and their
heads anointed with fresh oil—in the
same spirit as we lay new blooms upon
the graves of our dead. — London Society
A View of the Sultan.
Here is a first view of the sultan as
Mrs. Max Muller sees him. She de-
scribes it in her ‘‘ Letters From Constan-
tinople:”’
“The green enameled and richly
gilded barc—che comes in sight, drawn
by two glorious black horses cover: d
with gold- harness, driven by am. n
in bright k..e and gold livery, and
each side the groom: in blue and g: .
and every man in sight, naval, mili
tary, civil, master or servant, in the
all pervadirg but all becoming fez.
“In the carriage sits a small yet
stately man, in a simple cloth military
overcoat, with no cider or decoration « f
any sort, only his curved sword an
fez like the rest. His large hooked nc
iun mother E.-
i to our window
piercing éyes are
as he passes, but his face is still and
immovable, and he ecaluics Lo cue,
though his whole perscn has a swaying
motion, so faint thot it may only Le
caused by the swavii 1 no tt cf the
cariage. Opposite L: ier] miujesty
sits Osman Ghazi hero'ct LU12vna,
y te friend, whom
he trusts implicitly,
Mother Goose.
The thost popular children’s book
ever writteh was ‘‘Mother Goose’s
Melodies.’ Mrs. Goose, or ‘‘Mother
Goose,” as she was familiarly called,
was the mother-in-law of Thomas Fleet,
a Boston printer, early in the last cen-
tury. When his first child was born,
his mother-in-law devoted all her at
tention to the baby, and, it is ®4id,
greatly annoyed Fleet by her persidtent
and not particularly musical ¢hanting
of the old English ditties she had heard
in her childhood., The ‘idea occurred to
Fleet of writing ‘down ‘these songs and
publishing them ‘in book form. The
oldest extant copy bears the date of
1719. The price marked on the title
page was ‘‘two coppers.’’ This account
of the origin of “Mother Goose’’ is dis-
credited by some critics, who declare
that in 1697 Perrault published “Contes
de ma Mere 1’Oye,’’ or *‘Stories of
Mother Goose.”” The name *‘‘Mother
Goose’! was familiar in French folk-
lore, being used by writers of this lit.
erature over a century before the time
of Perrault.
The Black Maria.
In Bostcn’s early days a negress
named Maria Lee kept a sailors’ board-
ing house near the water front. She
was a woman of gigantic size and pro-
digious strength and was of great as-
sistance to the authorities in keeping
the peace. When an unusually trouble-
some fellow was on the way to the
lockup, Black Maria, as Maria Lee was
called, would come to the assistance of
the policeman, and her services were in
such requisition for this purpose that
her name was associated with almost
every arrest made,
Black Maria often carried a prisoner
to the lockup on her shoulder, and
when the prison van was instituted for
the purpose of carrying prisoners it nat-
arally enough was styled the Black
Maria.—Journal of Education.
A Stupid Lady Bountiful.
“I once showed an old lady much
given to good works of the Lady Boun-
tiful order how scie proteges of hers
who were cor on the verge of
starvation mi be placed in possession
of a smull but regular and sufficient in-
come. ‘My dear,’ she said, ‘I don’t
think it is a good plan. They would
get too independent. I like them to
come to me when they are in difficul-
ties and ask for what they want.’ ”’—
“Rich and Poor,” by Mrs, Bosanquet.
Women In West Africa.
Many times when walking on Lem-
barene island have I seen a lady stand.
in the street and let her husband, who
shelter inside the house,
When the hushand loses
later, being a man, he whacks his wife
by Mary H. Kingsley.
Sisterly Admiration,
A raw Scotch lad joined the volun-
On the march past Jock was out of
“Look, mither,” said his sister,
“they’re a’ oot o’ step but oor Jock.”
I
After the body had undergone
much preparation, which, to spare your
feelings, I will not describe, it was filled
with powdered myrrh, cassia and other
oame in and found the junior partner
pacing the floor like a caged lion.
*‘ Understand that this is strictly be-
tween ourselves, '’ came the answer in
an irritated voice. ‘There are some
without any assistance or sympathy
from others. I was sitting here an hour
ago looking through the mail. A well
dressed man with pleasing manners
came in and asked for you, stating that
there was an important matter of busi-
ness about which he must talk with
you personally. We had a pleasant lit-
tle chat, when he looked at his watch,
said he seemed to have conflicting en-
gagements, and asked if he might use
the telephone. Of course I consented
and showed him through the next room
into the booth.
‘In about ten minutes he came out
smiling, thanked me cordially and said
he would be back in half an hour to
transact his business with you. He
wasn’t more than out of the building
when the telephone jingled and the
main office inquired whom that message
to St. Louis should be charged to.
‘* ‘What message?’ I yelled excitedly.
‘‘ ‘Why, the one that just went over
the long dwtance, of course.’
‘*My knees quaked gnd my voice
quavered as I asked how much it was.
** ‘Just $15.80,’ came the maddening
Freply.
** ‘Charge it to me,’ I shouted, and
then chased wildly around the block
looking for the fellow. That was an-
other fool trick. To think of a man of
my age and experience being such an
unmitigated and infernal chump! I'll
hunt that fellow to the ends of the
earth. But don’t you say a word. Mind
now. "’—Detroit Free Press.
The Tame Fox.
Southey’s story is of a tame fox at
Bridgwater, which had been brought
up from a cub to run in the wheel as a
turnspit. One day, however, ®his vaga-
bond instincts proved too much for him,
and he determined to take a holiday.
The fleshpots of his Egypt were as dust
and ashes to his palate compared with
the chickens of his own selection. Un-
fortunately he chose the hunting season
for his excursion, and soon came in con-
tact with his hereditary persecutors.
He evidently determined to give them
a good run, for he took them twice
through a stream called the Parrot,
after a grand circumbendibus, which
involved a chase of nearly 30 miles. He
cry, and re-entering the kitchen re-
sumed operations in the wheel with as
much unconcern as though he had never
left it. The fat cook, with whom he
was a great favorite, succeeded in beat-
ing the hounds off until the arrival of
the huntsman, whe humanely assisted
in saving a%ife which, if sagacity and
ingenuity by virtues, well deserved to
be spareti- —New Illustrated Magazine.
She Was Prepared.
A certain minister always felt it to
be his duty to give each young couple a
little serious advice before he per-
formed the marriage ceremony, and for
this purpose he usually took them aside,
one at a time, and talked very soberly
to each of them regarding the great im-
portance of the step they were to take
and the new responsibilities they were
to assume. One day he talked in his
most earnest manner for several min-
utes to a young woman who had come
to be married to a bright looking young
man.
‘*And now,” he said in closing, *‘I
hope you will fully realize the extreme
importance of the step you are taking
and that you are prepared for it.”
‘‘ Prepared!” she said innocently.
¢ Well, if I ain’t prepared I don’t know
who is. I've got 4 common quilts and
2 nice ones and 4 brand new feather
beds, 10 sheets and 12 pairs of pillow
slips, 4 all linen tablecloths, a dozen
spoons and a good six quart teakettle.
If I ain’t prepared, no girl in this coun-
try ever was.’’—Dundee Times.
Books Which Come High,
A writer in a critical review says
that one-half of the book buying public
does not know what the other half
buys. All the books that are published
are by no means to be found in the
bookstores. The most beautiful and
costly books never find their way into
the shops at all, are not sent out for re-
view and are known to a very limited
number of people. Immense sums are
yearly spent on the making of such
books, which bring from $100 to $1,000
each. These expensive volumes are not
sold in the ordinary way, but entirely
by subscription, and the business of |
selling them in the United States is in
the hands of about half a dozen men,
who neither sell nor attempt to sol
anything else. Their season is shé™,
but the profits are large, and they li
at the most expensive hotels and’ drive
about luxuriously in broughanis with a
man servant in attendance to carry tho
books.
Long Ago Life In Washington,
There are some entertaining pictures
of life in Washington %0 years ago in
Stratford Canning’s diary and letters.
“My predecessor,” he writes, “had
greatly. the advantage over me in his
collection ef good stories. I record one
of them to serve as a pattern of the rest.
He was Sir Charles Bagot, a man of
very attractive manners, intelligent,
witty and kind. An American minister
and his wife dining with him one day,
he heard Lady Bagot, who was at some
distance, say rather, quickly, ‘My dear
Mrs. S., what can you be dping? The
salad bowl had been offered to Mrs. S.,
and her arm was lost in it up to the
elbow. Her reply was prompt—‘Only
rollicking for an onion, my lady.’ ”’
The Venetian Rialto.
The Rialto at Venice is said to have
been built from designs of Michael
Angelo. It consists of a single marble
arch 28 feet long and was completéd
nbout 1592.
things that a man wants to endure
made his way back with hounds in full |
ter asking for a ‘‘sentiment’’ and his!
ger that which is of interest only to yourself,
always inclose a stamp. There's your senti-
ment, and here's your autograph.
ing country in the world although the
industry is conducted on an enormous
scale in ghe United States and elge-
where.
——
"Scotty's Reckless Generosity, ~~
On his fitst visit to Aberdeen an Eng-
ed some marks of kindness from one of
its inhabitants, exclaimed in an offhand
way on his departure:
‘“If at any time you or any of your
people come up to London, don’t put up
at a hotel, but come to us.’’
‘Oh, thank ye!’ replied the Scot la-
ronically, and away the southron went. ¥
Six months passed, and the English-
man had long forgotten the incident,
when, to his surprise, he received one
morning the following note:
My DEAR FRIEND—AS myself, my wife and
four children are coming up to London for a
. fortnight, we will be glad to avall ourselves
of your kind invitation.
Facing the situation with unquestion-
able courage, the southerner put him-
self to unutterable inconvenience to ac-
commodate his guests. He took them
everywhere, paid for everything, and
| at the end of the stipulated time they
announced their departure. The host ac-
companied them to the station and in
the fullness of his gratitude at the ex-
odus invited the father to have a part-
ing drink.
‘‘Come along, old fellow. What is it
to be—whisky and soda, as usual? Two
Scotches and soda, please, miss,”
‘‘Na, na!’ replied the Scot solemnly.
‘“Nane o’ that. Ye’ve been vera guid to
me and mine durin the last fortnicht—
| hae ta’en us everywhere and paid for
everything. Na, na; we'll hag a toss
for the last.’’—London Answers
tEoy
¥
On the Pronunciation of Pepys.
The Hon. Walter Pepys has collected
17 varieties of the spelling of the name,
and he lays some stress upon the French
form Pepy as authority for the pronun-
ciation favored by him. Peeps seems to
follow the usual practice, as Weems for -
Wemys, and, moreover, it is that adopt-
ed by the descendants of the diarist’s
sister Paulina, the family of Pepys
Cockerell. Peeps is also the traditional
pronunciation adopted at Cambridge.
Here is, I think, strong evidence in fa-
vor of Peeps. At the same time I believe
that in this name, as in other words,
the pronunciation of the vowel q hag
changed since the seventeenth century,
and that the name in Pepys’ own day
was actually pronounced Papes. This
opinion is grounded on the phonetid
spelling Peaps and Peyps which have
come down to us, and both these would
represent Papes; ea—a, as in yea,
break, great; ey—a, us in obey and
they. In this matter, however, I have
nof the courage of my opinion, and I
am not, therefore, prepared to adopt
this pronunciation. — Notes and Queries.
Electro-maghetic Voiéé,
Professor W. E. Ayrton of London
stated recently that ‘‘there is no doubt
the day will come, maybe when you
and I are forgotten, when copper wires,
gutta percha coverings and iron sheath-
ings will be relegated to the museum of
antiquities. Then, when a person wants
‘to telegraph to a friend, he knows not
where, he will call in an electro-mag-
netic voice, which will be heard loud
by him who has the electro-magnetic
ear, but will be silent to every one else.
He will call, ‘Where are you? and the
reply will come loud to the man with
the electro-magnetic ear, ‘I am at the
bottom of the coal mine, or crossing
the Andes, or in the middle of the
Pacific.” Or, perhaps, no voice will
come at all, and he may then expect
the friend is dead. Think what that
will mean. Think of the calling which
goes on from room to rcom, then think
of that calling when it extends from
pole to pole—a calling quite audible to
him who wants to hear, absolutely
silent to him who does not.”
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Japanese Self Sacrifice, a d
On board the Matsushima one man,
who had been shot ims the abdomen and
whose intestines were protruding from
the gaping wounds, refused to be car-
ried to the surgeon’s ward, because, he
gpid, he did not want to take any of the
| fighters from their work in order to
carry him below.
Another, after hay-
ing had his body burned out of all
recognition in attempting to extihgfish
a fire, stood by helping all he could till
the flames were put ont, hen he died.
A third (mortally swbunded) man, whose
every gasp brought forth a gn h of,
blood, would not close his eyes until he
had told a comrade where the key of an
important locker was and what the
locker contained. A chief gunner, whose
under jaw had been shot away and who
could, of course, not utter a word,
signed to a subordinat8 with a nod te
take his place and fell dead after he
had ‘placed the handle of the gun lever
in his subordinate’s hand.—‘‘Heroig
‘Japan, 2”
A Mathematical Wonder. d
Jedediah Buxton was the greatest
prodigy of mathematics that ever ap- |
peared in England. His education wag
very limited, and he had never been '
taught arithmetic or indeed any branch
of mathematics, so that his abilities in
this respect were peculiarly natural,’
He would walk over a piece of land and |
tell with exactness how many acres and |
square rods were contained in it. Bis |
Inemory was so great that while resolv.
ing a question he could leave off and!
resume the occupation again the mext!
morning or at a week, a month or sey-}
eral months later aud proceed regularly
till it was completed. fg
Lincoln's Sentiment.
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autograph. He replied:
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A. LiNcoLs.
Sweden is the greatest match produec-
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