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Bring me the juice of the honey truss,
The large, translucent, amver hand.
Rare grapes of southers tales, to ewid
The luxury thot Gils wy moed
_ And bring me only such a grow
Whore fairest ma‘dena tend the conor,
Aad only fed by ren nnd dew
Which first had bashed & Banu of fowers
They must have nung oa spicy traw
In airs of far enohunved vnles
And all night heard the ocsineies
Of noble throated eightingales.
80 that tho virtves which beloag
To flowers may thorein tested be,
And that which hath been tarillod with
song
May give a thrill of song to we.
For I would wale that string “or tl we
Which hath too long in si'2nee Lung,
And sweeter than all clse ~'ionld Ye
The song which in thy p:o w= fs snag,
—Thomas Hi »ever ead
THE SQUIRRELS IN rn. OAK,
How They Kept House #nd u.i Their
Provisions.
My favorite. boarders in the oak were
the gray squirrels. The boys knew their
hole from the woodpeckers’ at a glance,
for it was in tho living trunk cof the
tree, and the red brown r:argin ale
showed where their powerful teeth had
been cutting away the bark that threat
ened to grow in and close them up. 1
have oftened wondered how the wood
peckers knew that it would imprisva
them, and that they must put up with
the dead limb.
As for the grays, they were not afraid
to live in the heart of the oak, and what
stores of nuts, harvested in the hickories
on the hill, they did hs to ‘‘tote”’
up there. There must hg
at least when I ruthlesely
', MISS-MISS SPARED.
3 been a peck |
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HE CAPTURED THE GRIZZLY JUST IN
THE NICK OF TIME.
Ilow the Hudson Bay Tribes Dispose of
the Old and Indigent Members—This
01d Warrior Sought Another Death and
Got a New Lease In Life.
“There is but one beast that the Indi-
ans are really afraid of,’’ said Egerton
Young, the Baptist minister who re-
cently returned from a long sojourn
among the Hudson bay tribes, where
he was the pioneer missionary. “That
is the grizzly bear, the tiger of North
America. Only once have I heard of a
grizzly being captured alive, and in
that case the feat saved the life of a fa-
mous old warrior.
‘‘Among many of the Hudson bay
tribes it is the custom for the ablebod-
ied to put to death the old men and wo-
men who are no longer able to do their
share of the work. The old women are
simply knccked on the head without
ceremony. The process of getting rid of
an old man is more elaborate. The In-
dians do not think it well to stain their
hands with the blood of one who was
once a warrior. So they delegate the
task to their hereditary enemies, the
wolves, to which they render all assist-
ance in their power.
“When it has been decided at a sol-
emn powwow that any particular old
max is to die, instructions are given to
a number of young men to take meas-
ures to get rid of him immediately.
Among the cxecutioners are always the
sons of the coudemned man. The day
after senteuce has been passed these ex-
chopped into | ecutioners call on the veteran, attack
the hollow with a sharp hatchet and | him with stones and spears and drive
captured a fine brood of young ones that
vere soon tamed into graceful and af-
fectionate pets.
The old father and mother we did not
want, even if we could have caught |
them, because they are fierce and un-
tamable in captivity.
The abduction of their pretty chil-
dren did not seem to weigh much on
their minds. They gave no sign of the
poignant grief, not to be comforted,
that I have seen, for instance, in blue-
Wircs whose nest had been despoiled,
but refitted their den as snugly as be-
fore and raised another family.
Wien my squirrels went harvesting,
one of them first held his head in the
mouth of the hple for half a minute to
«8e0 if the coast was clear. Presently out
he whisked and stopped again to make
sure, while his mate followed. Then
Mr. Squirrel gave a rasping, long drawn
bark of defiance, which must have filled
his lady’s heart with admiration for
his boldness and with apprehension lest
some unwary creature should come
within reach of her loxd’s anger.
Then—if you didn’t betray yourself
and send both scampering in wildest
fright back to the hole—after playing
hide and seek for a few moments they
ran in single file out to the topmost
twigs of a great bough, gained a branch
of the neighboring bare walnut and,
crossing to its farther side, made a des- |
perate flying leap into the top of a |
young hickory. Running half way down
this, they used a succession of dogwoods
“and oak saplings until they had reached
Yhe grove of tall, straight hickories on
the hill, an eighth of a mile from their
hole in the oak. Come on them sudden-
ly now if you would care to see fast
time made over this queer course and
some record breaking leaps that fairly
take away one’s breath.—Secribner’s
Magazine.
Autograph Fiends.
The author of ‘‘Chats With Celebri-
ties,”’ Mr. Guild, says of the demand
upon Longfellow for his autograph:
I remember one very pleasant party
at the poet’s dinner table, at which Mr. | i : .
I = y 36 Which M | chest quite unprotected, tried to insert
Monti, Professor BE. N. Horsford and
myself were present, when Mr. Long-
fellow related a number of amus
anecdotes respecting applications that
were made to him for autographs. He
was very kind to autograph seekers and
used to keep in a little box upon his
writing table a number of slips upon
which were written, “ Yours very ¢ruly,
Henry W. Longfellow." One of these
would be sent to the applicant by a
member of his family to whom he passed
over their requests.
But the autograph seekers were not
always satisfied with a mere signature,
and he often sent a verse from one of
his poems signed with his name, The
most remarkable request, however, came
from a lady in Boston, who, the poet
said, sent him by express a package of
150 blank visiting cards, with a letter
Vr
requesting that he would inscribe his |
name on each of them the next day, us
she was to have a grand reception at
which a nomber literary people
would be present, aud she wished to
present each one of her guests with the
poet’s autograph.
This was too much for even Longfel-
low’s good nature 2nd would seem to be
hardly credible had I not heard it from
the poet’s own lips.
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Finally Digested.
It is said that :
1m American went ito
a London booksciler’s and asked for
Hare's ‘‘Walks Iu London.’”’ In the
United States it is printed in one vol-
ume, in England in two.
“Oh,” said the Vankee as
at them, ‘‘you pu:t your
middle, do you?"
“I, sir?’ said 1!
dered look. ‘Ob
“I saw he did:
the Yankee, *‘s
bought the bo
week later I ent
soon as the cler
me, exclaiming
your hair in th:
sir—capital!’’—-
he looked
Hare in the
a clerk, with a bewil-
no, sir!”’
't see the joke,” said
[ didn’t explain, but
sand went away. A
red the same shop. As
saw me he approached
‘Good, capital! Part
middle? That’s capital,
Anecdotes.
The elephant i: the chief beast of bur.
den in Siam an | Afghanistan. An “‘ele-
phant load’’ is + stimatefl at two tons.
Y The oldest building in Chicago is the
Green Tree tavern, in Milwaukee ave-
nue, and it is ouly 63 years old. :
1 struck the bear in the flank.
him into tie wilderness. There they
| lave him to bis fate. A few days later
they return and collect a few well
gaawed bones, which they bring back
with fitting ceremonies.
‘‘Among all the warriors belonging
to a tribe with which I made a long so-
journ, none had a more glorious record
than Miss-Miss. But Miss-Miss was get-
ting old. His eyes were dim, his hands
were slow, und rarely did he bring
home a fat buck. Furthermore. food
was scarce, and Miss-Miss retained an
excellent appetite. One morning Miss-
Miss got orders to be prepared to
receive the next day a delegation of
young braves led by his two stalwart
SONS,
‘‘But Miss-Miss, though he had as-
sisted in many such ceremonials in his
day, had not yet come to consider him-
self old and useless. He was very angry.
Just as Miss-Miss had done reviling the
ingratitude of the young a boy rushed
in to say that a huge grizzly was feed-
ing a short distance from the camp.
Here was the veteran’s chance. All the
braves were away at the hunt. Children
and squaws and Miss-Miss were the sole
occupants of the camp. He knew that
to face a grizzly single handed was
certain death, but it was the death of a
man. So Miss-Miss armed himself with
his spear and tomahawk and went forth
to seek the bear.
| ‘‘He had not far to go. Within a few
hundred yards of the camp he espied
the largest and leanest bear he had seen
for years, making a scanty meal off
dried roots. Crawling up as close as he
could, he hurled his spear. The weapon
As he had
calculated, the wound had no further
effect than to infuriate the brute and
turn its attention upon him. Miss-Miss
took his stand with his back to a tree,
| grasped his little tomahawk firmly and
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awaited death,
‘Now, had it been an ordinary little
black bear the peril of Miss-Miss would
have been small. A black bear would
have risen on its hind legs when it
came to close quarters, and leaving its
its paws between the man and the tree
in order to hug him to death. All Miss-
s would have had to do would have
been to wait until it came within arm’s
length and plunge his hunting knife in-
to its chest. One thrust would have
been sufficient. But a grizzly is differ-
ent, It strikes with its mighty claws.
Mrss-Miss awaited the onset. When the
bear came to close quarters, it rose on
its hind legs and made a mighty, sweep-
ing blow at his body. Setting his teeth,
Miss-Miss struck at its head with his
tomahawk, The weapon was dashed
from his grasp and he was hurled to
the ground, but, much to his surprise,
uninjured. Instead of the sharp claws
in his side he had felt a mighty buffet
as if from a huge boxing glove. Miss-
Miss scrambled to his feet. The next
glance explained matters Like himself,
| the bear was av Ir had lost its
{ claw Miass-Miss dodged
Ss tree aud from gue
+ bear, whose sight
was dim with age, simed blow after
blow, with no cther effect than that of
bruising its paws against the trunks
The fight went on, and Miss-Miss’
strength was givi , when through
Lo opening in the fore he espied the
biaze of the campfires close at hand
The bear saw it, too, and with a
of disgust and disappointuient turned
roand and trotted back into the depths
of the forest to resume its meal.
‘*Miss-Miss hastened back to the
camp and called the oldest of the boys
together. ‘Take your lassoes,’ he cried,
‘and we will capture a grizzly alive.’
So out they went. When the party ar-
rived within range, Miss-Miss whistled,
The bear raised its head and the boys
cast their lassoes. One noose fell over
the brate’s neck,
“When the braves returned in the
evening, prepared to chase Miss-Miss
into the wilderness, they found a huge,
roaring grizzly tethered in the middle
of the camp. No one of the tribe ever
had done such a deed. They concluded
the Great Spirit bad willed that Miss-
Mss should Jive, and Miss-Miss is alive
today and in high honor with the
tribe. ’~—New York Sun.
grunt
Counting all classes of reserves, Ger-
many can in 24 hours raise an army of
4,000,000 disciplined men.
MONEY TO BURN.
' They Burned It and Later Wished They
Had Kept the ‘nel,
When Burau a mas mud merch
on to Fredericksoarg, we wen io {ae
advance had somo gay times, '’ remarked
a veteran of the civil war, ‘‘It was a
long while before the 'Johnuies would
let us cross the river, but when ‘we did
get across we made the fellows who had
been shooting at us for the past three
hours get right up and dust for safer
quarters. The infantry soon followed us
and took up their position along the
river toward Falmouth, while we skir-
mished through the town. When we
came to the Planters’ hotel, we just
walked in and took possessioy. Every-
body had deserted the place and we did
just as we pleased. In going through
one of the rooms I eame across thMe
bundles of Confederate notes. Each
bundle was labeled to contain $5,000,
and as I held them aloft I shouted to
the rest of the men that we now had
money to burn. They laughed, and I
thrust the notes in my pocket. The
Johnnies had taken or destroyed every-
thing to eat, and, as for liquor, there
wasn’t any in the town.
‘¢ After satisfying ourselves that there
was nothing further to be had in the
Planters’ hotel we sallied forth and
walked up toward the home of the
mother of our country—George Wash-
ington’s mother. We had had no break-
fast yet, and now it was close on to
noon. One of my companions had some
coffee in his haversack, so I thought we
might have a little coffee if nothing
else. Well, we got the coffee out and
then discovered that we had no firewood.
There was some tall swearing just at
that time, for the Johnnies hadn’t left
go much as a match behind them.
‘“ ‘I’ve got it!’ I cried, and I hauled
out the three bundles of notes I had
found in the Planters’ hotel. My ex-
pression was greeted with a shout by
my companions and—we had money to
burn. We soon had the fire going and
the coffee cooked. Need I say to any
soldier that we enjoyed our coffee at a
price whi¢h seems rather high—§15,-
000? We were soon through and marched
back into the town only to see our men
trying to buy some tobacco without
money. How strange it seemed! They
had not a cent, while we had money to
burn and burned it.
“Four years after I regretted having
had this money and burned it. While
in Washington in the winter of 1865 1
had the mortification of seeing an ad-
vertisement for this identical package
of notes and offering 50 per cent cn
their face value for their return. They
were Virginia state bank notes; hence
their value. Whenever I bear that a
man has money to burn I think of my
$15,000 and shed a tear of regret that I
burned it. ’—New York Telegram
THE SUBJECT WAS DROPPED.
Tilt at a Banquet Between Two Well
Known Men.
‘That reminds me, *’ remarked an old
pioneer to a San Francisco Post reporter,
when General Halleck’s name was men-
tioned, ‘‘of the banquet we gave Hal-
leck in 1865, when he returned from the
war. The people here were proud of
him, for he had more than regained the
laurels he lost at Corinth, when he per-
mitted the enemy to escape under the
cover of a big battery of wooden guus
that had been made out of logs during
the night
‘Among the friends of Halleck who
met him at the banquet was ‘Bully’
Waterman, the old sea captain, who in
early days commanded a clipper ship
plying between San Francisco and New
York. On one voyage he had laid a big
wager to beat a rival clipper, but when
he found on going to sea that some of
his crew who had shipped as ablebodied
seamen were incompetent he was so mad
he hanged three to the yard. Just how
many were hanged was never known,
but Waterman was tried for murder and
acquitted.
will fall over the merriest of banquets
General Halleck called to Waterman,
who was at the other end of the room:
** ‘Now that you have been tried and
acquitted, Waterman, won’t you tell us
how many men you hanged on that voy-
age?’
***Yes, general, I will,” responded
Waterman, ‘if vou will first tell us how
many wooden guns stopped you at Cor-
inth.’
*“The subject dropped there,”
An Acid Procf Glue,
The following has been recommended
as producing a cement which will fas-
ten glass or porcelain, ete., together
firmly aud will not be affected by strong
acids: Mix together two parts of pow-
dered asbestus, one part of barium sul-
phate and two parts of sodium silicate of
specific gravity 1.50. A still firmer glue
can be made which is particularly valua-
ble, since it is not attacked by hot acids,
by mixing together two parts of sodium
silicate, one part of the finest sand and
one part of finely pulverized asbestus.
If potassium silicate is used instead of
the sodium salt, the glue will harden
immediately, but otherwise it will re-
wuire about an hour to set. —Exchange
Opened the Wrong Door.
In a letter to one of his children
Guizot tells how on his first visit to
Windsor he lost his way and opened a
wrong door and beheld for a moment a
lady having her hair brushed. The next
day the queen (for it was she) joked
him about it, and he says: ‘‘I ended by
asking ‘her leave, if ever I wrote my
memoirs, like Sully or St. Simon, to
mention how, at midnight, I opened
the door of the queen of England. She
laughingly gave me the desired permis-
sion.”
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‘‘During one of those silences that:
| pipes.
‘STREET CAR CONDUCTORS.
They Work Harder and Rate Lower Than
| Their Steam Road Brothers.
You often think it’s hard for the pas-
genger conductor of al accommodation
| train which stops at two or three stu-
his fare and who has not. The conduct-
or of a short ran accommodation train
especially must be a peculiarly gifted
man. He must be at once both cool
headed and even tempered, or if not he
is a total failure.
But if the requisites of a railroad
conductor are such, what are the re-
quirements of the man who runs a com-
mon street car? Why, as much as those
of the railroad man and several times
more. The railroad accommodation con-
ductor on one of the short run trains
which leave the big cities has little
more work, little more responsibility
and requires less real skill than the man
who by grace is called ‘ ‘conductor’ on
a trolley car of one of our cities.
Both men, of course, have thousands
of, cares. The railroad man has a certain
number of stops to make and a certain
schedule time allowed for getting over
his run of the railroad. The street car
conductor has an uncertain number of
stops to make, yet he still has his cer-
tain scheduled time to make on his run,
and he must make it, too, or be able to
give an ‘‘A No. 1” excuse for failure.
The railroad conductor is always the
biggest man on his train. Is ever the
street car conductor the biggest, unless
every passenger is off and the motorman
also? These things make it hard for the
patient man, who must be polite and
who is expected by the company for
which he works and spurred on bya
dozen or so sharp eyed ‘‘spotters,’’ or
‘‘street car detectives,” as they call
themselves, to feel as lovely as a spring
morning, and they make his already
nervous work doubly so. The railroad
conductor doesn’t meet that phase of
existence once in a decade, or if so not
any oftener.
No one presumes to expect so much
from the knight of the ticket punch us
he does from the knight of the trolley
rope. Every one who travels on street
cars expects the conductor to know
every cross street on his line and just
where it strikes that street, and, in-
deed, he should know this much, but in
addition he is expected to know every
one who lives on the streets along
which his line runs, every one who
lives on all the countless streets which
cross the route of his car and then all
the immediate streets and their inhabit-
ants the whole length of his line. The
street car conductor is expected to be
porter as well on his car. He must help
people on and off, lift up and lift
down huge baskets and bundles, never
get tired of all the questions which
only the city directory could answer,
and then, in addition, keep all of the
strict rules of the company for which
he works and see to it that all of his
passengers do so too. For this work he
gets $2 or §2.25 a day, while the rail-
road conductor, who is a very king in
comparison, draws his $5 or $6 per day,
or $125 a month, and is not classed as
a ‘‘social suspect’’ either.—Pittsburg
Dispatch.
New England Meeting Houses.
Cotton Mather said: ‘‘} find no just
ground in Scripture to apply such a
trope as church to a house for public
worship. A meeting house is the term
that is most commonly used by New
England Christians, and every town,
for the most part, can say we have a
modest and a handsome house for the
worship of God, not set off with gaudy,
pompous, theatrical fineries, but suited
unto the simplicity of Christian wor-
ship.” :
The people were seated in the early
days, says Dr. Ezra Hoyt Byington, in
i tions to the mile to tell who has paid |
A
SOME ROYAL DOGS.
Nearly All the Sovervigns of Europe Are
Yond of Canine Pots,
Nearly every one of the sovereigns
of Furape, i arp rs, hus one or pine
i tooas Lheeniit os of Queen Viera,
the fox terriers 0: Princess Beatrice,
with Jock us prime favorite, are known
at least by hearsay to everybody.
The emperor of Russia is also a great
lover of dogs. A Loudon paper reports
that he is always accompanied in his
walks by a couple cf fine Danish
hounds, whose strength and vigilance
their master considers his best safe-
guard, The grave czar is often seen
playing with these monster pets. He
himself has taught them their tricks,
and they are nearly always about him.
The king of Greece shares the czar’s
taste for the Danish hounds, which are
as intelligent as they are strong, and
which, with hardly a bark to announce
their intentions, will fly at the throat
of any one whom their master may
point out to them in case of need.
When tho empress of Austria goes on
her long walks or rides, several pet
dogs always accompany her. But per-
haps the most widely known of all the
‘royal dogs’’ of the present day is
Black, the pet dog of the Russian Grand
Duke Alexis.
Black is a sportsman’s dog, of no
very aristocratic breed, Indeed, if the
truth must be told, he is a member of
the race of mongrels which the fisher-
men in the south of France take out to
sea, employing them to recapture any
wily fish that may fall through the
meshes of their nets or slip suddenly
back into its element after it has been
once landed on board the barge. Black
is still rejoicing in the days of his
youth, but- his record, not only as a
common fisherman but as a ‘‘fisher of
men, ”’ is already great, for he hassaved
no fewer than six persons from a watery
grave.
Some three or four years ago the
Grand Duke Alexis was staying at
Biarritz. One stormy night he went out
on the cliff to get a view of the angry
sea. A boat was just being wrecked be-
low, and he saw a dog dashing with
angry growls and barks into the water
and bringing to land, oue by one, three
drowning men, while the crowd cheered
the brave mongrel to the echo. The
grand duke approached to caress the
dog, and the animail’s master then
offered Black to him, refusing to accept
any payment. — St. Louis Post-Dispatch.
CURIOUS INSECT,
A Butterfly That Enjoys Only Five Hours
of Life.
It is in August that the naturalists
observe the marvelous insect which is
Marne, of the Seine, and of the Rhine.
It is the ephemere of which Sirammer-
dam has written and which is spoken
of in Aristotle.
The life of this insect does not last
beyond four or five hours. It dies to-
ward 11 o’clock in the evening, after
taking the form of a butterfly about six
hours after midday. It is true, how-
ever, that before taking this form it
has lived three years in that of a worm,
which keeps always near the border of
water in the holes which it makes in
the mud.
The change of this worm in the
water to an ephemere which flies is so
sudden that one has not the time to see
it. If one takes the worm in the water,
the hand cannot be taken away before
the change is made unless by pressing
the worm slightly in the region of the
chest. By this means it can he taken
from the water before the change takes
place.
The ephemere, after leaving the
his book on ‘‘The Puritan In England
and New England,’’ on rough benches
men and women on opposite sides.
Pews were not provided first. Now and
then a special vote was passed by the |
{ town authorizing some person to build |
a pew in the meeting house at his own |
expense. Squares on the floor, about 6
feet by 6, were deeded to individuals,
on which they erected pews to suit
themselves. The best seat was some-
times assigned to the man who paid the
highest tax in the parish. Sometimes
the committee was instructed :
|
have respect upon them that are 50
years old and upward, others to be
seated according their pay.’’ In one in-
stance we have a record that the com-
mittee was instructed ‘‘to have respect
| to age, office and estate, so far as it
tendeth to make a man respectable, and
to everything else that hath the same
tendency.’
Turks and Meerschaum.
According to the best authorities
upon the subject, the idea of using |
white tale in the manufacture of pipes |
is of comparatively recent date, com-
pared with the age of the habit of smok-
ing, and what is still more curious is
the fact that in the oriental countries
which produce white tale, or meer-
schaum, as it is called, and where the
use of tobacco forms part of the educa-
I tion of the faithful, the people never
{ dream of making this substance into
They make bowls and goblets of
it, but no pipes. It may be that the |
long pipestems which allow the smoke |
to cocl and lose its acridity before |
reaching tho mouth leave the oriental
smoker quite indifferent in regard to
the quality of the bowl. At all events,
one never sees a Turk with a meer-
schaum pipe. —Conrrier des Etats Unis.
The Ancient Umbrella. |
On coins in the rock carvings of the
ancients the umbrella often shows its |
familiar form. This goes to prove that
Jonas Hanway did not invent the um-
brella, but he saw the value of the east-
ern sunshade and soon it became the
The state of Vermont seems to be dis-
tinguished in many notable and dive i
fied ways. It transpires that the first |
patent granted by the United States was
to Samuel Hopkins of Vermont (July
81, 1790) fer making pot and pearl
ashes.
fashion to carry this useful article.
There must be a great difference be- |
tween the umbrella of the eighteenth |
century and the modern steel ribbed,
silk covered, slender article which it is
regarded as a misfortune to get wet.—
Irish Times.
| entirely covers it.
{ was printed, by whom or what were
water, seeks a place where it can divest
itself of a fine membrane or veil, which
This second change
takes place in the air
The ephemere assists itself with the
point of its little nails as firmly as it
can. It makes a movement similar to
that of a shiver, then the skin on the
middle of the back breaks apart, the
wings slip out of their sheath, as we
sometimes take off our gloves by turn-
ing them inside out. After this strip-
ping the ephemere begins to fly. Some-
times it holds itself straight up on the
surface of the water on the end of its tail,
flapping its wings one against the
other. It takes no nourishment in the
five or six hours which are the limit of
its life. It seems to have been formed
but to multiply, for it does not leave
its state of a worm until it is ready to
deposit its eges, and it dics as soon as
they are de; sak
In thre time one sees appoar |
1
and i sproies of ephen gL
last 1etimes until the tifth day,
the reason that some malady has affect-
ed some of them and prevents them from
changing at the same time as the
others. —E=xclLange.
Gold mac I Silver Gospels.
“The Gold and Silver Gospels’ is
the name of a very peculiar book now
preserved in the Upsala library in Swe-
den. It is printed with metal type, on
violet colored vellum, the letters being
silver and the initials gold. When it
the methods employed, are questions
which have great interest for the curi-
cus, but have never been answered.
Maid and Widow,
By the old Saxon law a maiden and
a widow were of different value. The
latter could be bought for one-half the
sum which the guardian of the maid
was entitled to demand. A man, there-
fore, who could not afford to buy a
maiden might, perhaps, be able to pur-
chase a widow.
The herd of European bisons protected
by the czars of Russia in the forest of
Bjelowski, Lithuania, numbered 1,900
in 1856, but is now reduced to 500 and
shows no sign of increase. The dwin-
dling of the herd is ascribed to inbreed-
ing, due to the confined area of the res-
ervation,
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ON THE STRENGTH OF A FIVE.
A Young Man Who Found It Cheaper to
Travel Without Change.
*“Washington, from what I have seen
of it, is a peculiar place,” said the vis-
iting young man to a reporter.
“I'll tell you why I think so,’ he
continued. ‘*The other day I was going
over to Baltimore, andl on consulting
my watch discovered I had but a few
mindtes in which to catch my train. I
struck the avenue at Fourteenth street
and boarded a car.
‘‘When the conductor came round for
my fare, I put my hand in my pocket
and found I had nothing less than a $56
bill. The conductor glanced at it, then
at me, and shook his head disapprov-
ingly.
‘* ‘I can’t change that,’ he said.
“I told him it was the smallest 1
bad, but he said then he could not
change anything larger than a $3 bill;
that they were not required by law to
do so. I began to think I would have to
get off and walk, when he came to my
relief by saying that I could get the
bill changed and pay him at the end of
the line, near the depot.
*‘I thought this was very considerate.
When we reached the terminus, I told
the conductor that I could have the $5
changed and pay him, starting for a
place on the corner.
‘‘ ‘That’s all right. Go on! Go onl’
he told me, waving his hand as if he
owned the railroad.
“However, I tried to* have the bill
broken unsuccessfully. Just then I re-
membered I wished to communicate
something to a friend up town and
asked if I could use a pay telephone in
a corner of the room.
‘*“ ‘You could use it all right if yom
had 10 cents in change,’ the proprietor
told me, ‘but you haven’t it. Come
back here in my office and use my
private phone. That’s all right,’ when
I was profuse in my thanks.
‘‘Say, do you know what I think,”
continued the young man. ‘‘I believe I
could get a $100 bill and live in the
capital for weeks for nothing, simply
by getting things and shoving it uiider
the noses of the people I purchased
from. They would rather give them to
me than take the trouble to break it.”
And then he remarked that the only
difficulty would be in securing the bill
in the first place.— Washington Star.
A GOOD STORY.
The Native Seemed Innocent, but He Was
Very Knowing.
I was sitting on a keg of nallsina
West Virginia mountain store watching
a native dickering with the merchant
| over a trade of a basket of eggs for a
2 nS | calico dress. After some time a bargain
born, reproduces and dies in the period |
of a single night, on the banks of the
was closed, the native walked out with
the dress in a bundle under his arm
and I followed him.
‘“It isn’t any business of mine,” I
said, ‘‘but I was watching that trade
and was surprised to see you let the
eggs go for the dress.”
*“What fer?’ he asked in astonish-
ment, as he mounted his horse.
‘How many eggs did you have?’
“Basketfnl.”’
“How many dozen?’
“Dunno; can’t count.”
“That’s where you miss the advan-
tages of education With knowledge
you might have got two dresses for
those eggs.”
“Bat 1 didn’t want two dresses, mis-
ter,’’ he argued
‘‘Perhaps not, but that was no reason
why you should have paid two prices
for one. The merchant got the advan-
tage of you because of his education.
He knew what he was about.”
He looked at me for a minute, as if
he felt real sorry for me Then ho
grinned and pulled his horse over close
to me.
*‘I reckon, ’’ he half whispered, cast-
ing furtive glances toward the store,
‘‘his e’ldication ain’t so much more’n
mine ez you think it is. Hedon’t know
how many uv them aigs is spiled, an I
do.” And he rode away befcre I could
argue further.— Boston Herald.
Soldiers’ Beds.
The soldier’s bed varies notably in the
different European armies. According
to Dr. Viry, the following are the prin-
cipal varieties, in which, perhaps, we
may see tho reflection of national char-
acteristics. In England the bed is hard.
The soldier lies on a thin mattress that
rests on canvas stretched over a frame.
In Spain the soldier bas only a straw
bed, but he is allowed besides this a pil-
low. two sheets, two blankets and a
| tif, sometimes even a cover
ct It 1s almost sybaritie. In
and Austria he bas a simple
bed with one or two covers,
neither sheet nor mattress. In Russia,
until recently, the soldier slept with
his clothes on on a camp bed, but now
ordinary beds begin to be used—the re-
sult of contact with more civilized
countries. After this it cannot be doubt-
ed that the French soldier’s bed is the
best of all, with its wooden or iron bed-
stead, a steaw bed, a wool mattress,
sheets, a brown woolen coverlet and
an extra guilt for cold weather. Thus
the bed of the French soldier is the soft-
2st of all soldiers’ beds, as that of the
French peasant is acknowledged also to
be the best of all European countries. —
British Medical Record.
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straw
Rough on the Unmarried.
The North Frisians are very unmer-
ciful to people who don’t marry. One of
their legends says that after death old
maids are doomed to cut stars out of the
sun when it has sunk below the hori-
zon, and the ghosts of the old bachelors
must blow them up in the east, run-
ning, like lamplighters, all night up
and down a ladder.
An oll ruin has been uncovered on
the Moqui reservation in Arizona and
nearly 200 pieces of perfect pottery
found.
The star gazers of the Mount Hamil-
ton observatory say that there are 500,-
000,000 burning suns in the milky way.
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