THE CHILD MUSICIAN. BY ACSTIS DOBSON, He bad played for his lordship's levee, Ho had played for her ladyship's whim. Till the poor little bead was weary. And the poor little brain would swim. And the faeo grew peaked and eerie. And the largo eyes strange and bright, And they Bay —too late—"He is weary, He shall rest for at least to-nightl" But at dawn when the birds were waking, As they watched in the silent room. With the sound of a strained cord breaking, A something snapped in the gloom. 'Twas a string of his violoncello, And they heard him stir in his lied J "Make room for a tired little fellow, Kind GodP was the iaßt he said. SMUGGLING QUININE. A Young Physician's Perilous Ad ventures. grow more and more intact it was next to impossible to get any of the drug through the lines. Tho demand be came so great that orders were sent but to the different commands to se lect from among their number a few men of nerve, ingenuity, and patriot ism to the Southern cause who could be depended upon under the most crit ical circumstances. These men were to be instructed in the hazardous du ties of smuggling quinine, and were to have tho sanction of the Confederate and the protection, as far as it could go, of the Confederate army. Theyjwere to go into the Union lines as refugees, or in any way deemed most advisable by them, and were) to purchase large quantities of the drug, hnd use every means possible to get it through. Among tho men selected for this hazardous duty was a young student of medicine, who has since that time become prominent as one of the best physicians of the country. Dr. James Guthrie was born in Poca hontas County, Virginia, now West Virginia, and when the war broke out enlisted in the Confederate army, final ly in 1802 becoming attached as an assistant surgeon to General Kirby Smith's army. When the order of the War Department reached General Smith's department one of the first pien selected for the hazardous duty was young Guthrie, then a mere boy of twenty or thereabouts. He willingly accepted the dangerous commission, and set out for St. Louis. Mo., with credentials hidden about his person, V hen he reached St. Louis he stowed away iu a safe place several thousand idollars in gold with which he hail been provided by the Confederate Govern ment to purchase the drug. Days were Spent about the hospitals by the young student and acquaintances made with the officials, until after the lapse of a lew weeks he became to all intents and appearance a regular assistant of tho surgeons. No suspicion of the character of his business was ever created, and it was cot long before young Guthrie was able to go about the city purchasing medicines and drugs ostensibly for uso at the hospitals where so many Union soldiers lay wounded and sick. Day .after day the young man purchased,first here and then there, at different drug Stores, ounce after ounce of quinine Until after the lapse of several weeks lio had enough secured as he believed to justifiy a trip into the Southern linos. Meanwhile he had made the acquaintance of a tinsmith of un doubted Southern sympathy to whom he imparted his secret. One night this tinsmith and the young doctor col lected all the quinine lie had purchased and sealed it up in long, hollow tubes of tin, which were soldered perfectly water-tight. Theso tubes, about four inches in diameter and three or four Icet long, were covered with the bark Of cottonwood limbs, and the ends svere concealed by short blocks of the proper size, which were also covered With bark, presenting the appearanco of pieces of wood of the ordinary size. So perfect was the work that a thou sand men might have glanced at them without the slightest suspicion of anv irregularity m their make up. When all was ready the young doctor bought an old wagon with a pair of broken down horses which the meanest-prin cipled Union or Confederate force would never havo dreamed of confis cating, and then after clothing himself in a suit of clothes bought at a second hand store started out of the city. Over one hundred miles was made, with several narrow escapes, before the doctor ugaiti neared the river with his old team. For the last day or two the scouts and videttes had seemed to bo unusually suspicious, and the young doctor concluded to give away Sr sell his team after gaining the river. When he arrived upon the bank he followed the road still down the stream until he came to the house or dug-out of a small farmer. Here he unloaded his bark-covered tubes, and after tying them together and attacking a bunch of brush to them to make them look like an ordinary bunch of drift he put them in the river and let them float off in the current, which they did, look ing like a bunch of brush which had floated from the shore. The old wagon and horses were then driven to the home of the farmer, traded off for a boat and pair of oars, with three or four days' provisions, and an old blan ket thrown in as good measure. The young smuggler floated and rowed away night after night, some times ahead and often behind the bunch of brush which hid away the all important tubes of quinine. In the daytime, whenever near the lines or outposts of the Union forces, he would remaiu hidden in some creek or small stream with his boat and bunch of driftwood in close proximity. After three nights' travel early one morning, as he was quietly floating and paddling along about one hundred yards from the shore, he was halted for the fifth or sixth time and com manded to land. Of course lie did so, expecting to find himself questioned by a Union vidette. Meantime tho quinine was calmly and smoothly float ing along just ahead of him. But this time the young doctor found himsell confronted with a squad of Confeder ate cavalry, an outpost of General Jo seph Shelby's brigade. The Captain in charge closely questioned him as to his business and where he was going, and not perfectly satisfied with his answers, ordered him to mount a horse and ride to camp, about one mile be low. l'oung Guthrie knew that if ho was taken into a Confederate camp, which was located below where he had been arrested, his quinine was safe and he quietly mounted, determined, how ever, not to give a hint of his real busi ness until he was sure that he was with friends. The squad and their prisoner soon reached the headquarters of the colonel commanding, when the prison er was turned over to the commanding officer. YYhen the young smuggler found that he was really with friends he produced his credentials and told the commander the secret of his busi ness. A boat, or rather two or three skiffsand small punts,were soon found, and the young follow, accompanied by several soldiers, paddled along shore up-stream until they met the little bunch of driftwood. They soon towed it ashore at the camp, where the long tin tubes with their bark covering were taken out of the water. The quinine was found in perfect condition, and was immediately forwarded under a guard to the nearest largo post. Y'oung Guthrie was gived a letter vouching for tho safe arrivahof a large supply of the great drug. He was sent to General Smith's command, where, after a high compliment for his courage and ingenuity, he was well paid and recommended to undertake another trial of the same sort. Five times he succeeded in getting through the lines with large quantities of qui nine, but the sixth time he was cap tured and sent to prison at Fort Dela ware, where he remained until the war was over. Dr. Guthrie is to-day one of the most popular and eminent physicians in this country, with an immense prac tice, but seldom too busy to tell some interesting story or reminiscences of the times which tested the nerve and ingenuity of tho bravest. Statistics as to Hunchbacks. Ten years ago a remarkablo charac ter died in Paris. He was known all over France and the greater part of all Europe as "The Learned Hunohback." He was very wealthy, and spent a mint of money in the last fifty years of his life, traveling in all directions making researches concerning his hunchbacked brethren. It was in the milder por tions of Europe that he found the mis fortune the most prevalent. Spain supplied tho greater number, and in a circumscribed locality at tho foot of the Sierra Morena he found tliat there was one humpbacked person to every thirteen inhabitants. They were also found to be quite numerous in the val ley of the Loire in France. The little humpbacked statistician came to the conclusion that tliero was one hump back in each ono thousand inhabitants, or an aggrognte of ono million against the estimated thousand millions of the entire earth. After the death of this eccentric individual his heirs found in place of a will a voluminous manuscript of two thousand pages, all concerning humps. The last page, although it said nothing about tho disposition of property, ex pressed the author's desire to have a hump of marble raised over his grave, with this inscription: "Here lies a humpback who had a taste for humps, and who knew more about them than any otli'or hump back." Cornfield Philosophy. The egg that does not hatch when it has a chance will never bo given the second trial. The man who will acknowledge that he cannot withstand temptation but will surely fall, is usually anxious that temptation should come. He is ever ready to fall. The crow does not pull up the corn that does not sprout. A cat would doubtless make as good stew as a rabit if one did not know the difference. It is not the wheat that stands thick est on the ground that yields the best crop. Some men frequently get too sick to work, so they quit and go to the circus. Sunday is not a day of rest unless it j is made so. The cow does not let you milk her for your good, but simply because it j helps her out of a dilemma. The wormy apple ripens first, and it ' is also the first to fall when the wind shakes the tree. The man who would catch a fish must watch and be ready to jerk when I his game nibbles. Otherwise he will j loose his bait and get no fish. The man who is too greedy to exam ine a peach before eating it must bo prepared to eat worms occasionally. The flowers that bloom in the spring j are not the same ones that bloom in | the fall. Wheat, rye, oats, and barley will grow all right in the same field, but j the trouble occurs when you want to harvest them. It is the samo with the i man who boasts of his ability to do ! several things at once. the rose is indeed beautiful, but the ' wise housekeeper will have a corner in I tho garden sacred to catnip, sage, and hoarhound.— Chicago Ledger. ' HOW MEN MUST DRESS. HEASOXB WHY THE RE SHOULD BE A RADICAL REFORM. Annie JenueHft-Mlilor Cousirier* an<L PIINMH Upon Hi© Matter of MaNrullne Attire - Velvet C'oatH, Ruflleri Shirt m. Knee- Breedie. and Silk Stocking* Will Mak Hi© Sx Beautiful. orv of male clothing, and BIIC has evolved out of her inner consciousness the two musculinc costumes which are illustrated. Of course, to the female mind, naturally enough, man is a thing of beauty and a joy forever, and this is how tho feminine intellect as aforesaid would array him in his glory. Consid ering this subject from lior own enthu siastic point of view Mrs. Jenness-Mil ler says: "That a man of acknowledged men tal power and social importance should be served by a waiter, at dinner, in a dress identical with his own by no means elevates the character and men tal force of the waiter; rather the ten dency is decidedly in favor of filling him with a sense of exaggerated self importance detrimental to honest ef forts at self-improvement; and all such outward concessions to his natural hatred of his superiors increase the revolutionary teudency of his mind, instead of stimulating the healthier ambitions for position aud achievement consistent with his own powers and possibilities. "Man'sdress should bean expression of himself, and whether taken as a CORRECT PRESS FOR A LABORER, whole or in detail it ought to be an ex ternal indication of the part he has to play in the drama of life, of his condi tion, his profession, his social rank, and .adapted to the occasions for which it .will bo worn; when less than this, dress falls below its high office of adornment, and becomes a mere cover ing for the body, little superior in prin ciple to the primitive blanket of the savage. _ "To every variety of life and occupa tion there correspond some invariable principles of dress which the eye and mind will, if permit ted, at once accept ns correct and appropriate. Tliero is a picturesque and pleasing quality übout the peasant laborer's costume as seen iu the fields of certain foreign lands. The same laliorer transplanted to theso democratic shores, where he is to be tho equal of every other man, immediately repudiates his native cos tume because be thinks it an insignia of inferiority; here ho dons the cos tume of au American gentleman (?), ,and if his trousers be ragged, bis coat out at the elbows, his vest besmeared "with grease aud dirt, at least it has tho cut, the style, the sacred evidence of equality." So much for the principles. Mrs. Miller, considering the question in all its lights, next essays prediction. She vaticinates: "I am inclined to the belief that the next decade will witness remarkable and significant modifications in the severity of man's garb, with a corre sponding increase in its artistic and 'symmetrical qualities. Every one FO.I. DRESS FOR EVF.XINu WEAR. recognizes tho suitability of the long and easy garment—whose color it dark, whose ornaments are annular— for priests,* magistrates, monks, and students. No loss appropriate are tk< decorations and brilliant colorings ol the uniforms of the army and navy tiic world over. "I am convinced that the thought of a return to black or dark velvet breeches and coat, with embroidered or fancy brocaded vest, and even lace ruffles at the neck and wrists, with ap propriate silk hose and shoes adorned with buckles, is received with favor and enthusiasm by many very sensible men, who have not yet the courage of their own convictions, because of tho inevitable ridicule of the penny press and the revolutionary element. "That such changes will come in time is not to be doubted, but how soon no ono could presume to say. The social evolution in dress must come first, and after that, in the order of one's occupation, modifications for con venience, suitability, and last of all pleasing effects. "That these changes will be very de cidedly in tho lino of material and moral advancement one who gives ra tional thought to the subject will he ready to admit. The very element of suitability will carry with it moral up liftment, audit is not too much to hope that with an appropriate garb, in place of the cast-off clothing of gentlemen or cheap imitations of the same, respect for cleanliness and neatness in attire may obtain among the classes now noted principally for their slovenliness in dress. "One can not withhold hearty and respectful admiration from the honest laborer whit starts to his daily toil in a clean flannel shirt, stout, clean trousers of a length and pattern and material adapted to his work, a belt about his waist, and with top-boots. When his clothing is distinctly and appropriately his own we may hope for cleanliness and general tidiness impossible now." This is how a savant of the great sartorial science would have men dress. They must be not alone good and use ful as they are, but ornate as they ought to be. With Tyrolese costumes upon the American peasant and velvet and ribbons and ribbons and lace upon the American of the upper classes, life in these United States will be a dream of masculine loveliness. The plans and specifications reproduced are Mrs. Miller's own. They show what men ought to wear and how they ought to wear it. They lead the discussion and end it beautifully. Let each reader whose legs will stand the garish conspicuousness of silk stockings hie him to his haberdasher and order his velvets and brocades. Cassandra has prophesied. The Old Man Disappointed. "Can't fool these 'ere railronds much!" observed the young man in the seat ahead, after we got fairly out of Mauch Chunk, writes a traveler. "How do you mean?" I asked, sus pecting ho had a story. "It's a good one on the old man, and I'm dying to tell it," he grinned. "I live about twenty miles below here, and within half a mile of the railroad. One afternoon, about six months ago, my brother Pete got hurt in our saw mill, and was brought home uncon scious. We had just got him home when a neighbor came along and said a passenger train had been ditched at the crossing, and a good many people hurt. This was just at dark, and l'ete hadn't como to yet. Soon as the old man heard of the accident to the cars he scratched his head, looked Pete over, and then said to me: " 'Jim, it's wuth trying for. We'll take Pete down on a mattress and mix him in and try and git damages from the railroad.' "I wns against it, but he said it wns a go, and so we got out a mattress and lugged Pete down to the crossing. Four or five cars were off, and lots of people hurt, and wo slid l'ete in among three or four lying on the grass and groaning to kill. It just happened that one of the railroad attorneys was on the train, and he went about asking names and writing 'em down. By anil by he camo to Pete. An edging had caught in the saw and given him an awful whack over the head, nnd the lawyer felt him over and asked: " 'Do any of you know this poor fel low V' " 'I happen to know him,' answers the old man. 'His name is Pete Stay nor, and he orter git a thousand dol lars for this!' "At that minute Pete came out of his snooze, and sitting up on the grass he looked around in a dazed sort of a way, and yelled out: 'Why in Halifax don't you clear that saw ?' "And at that the old man got away, and I after him; and Pete went on to tell all about how ho got hurt, and to wonder how ho got there, and we had to sneak back, and lug him all the way home." "And what did the old man say ?" I asked. "Say! Why, there's half a mile of road with the trees blistered on each sido of it, and lie's had everybody kick ing him, until the whole neighborhood is hip lamed and can't climb a door step." Effects of tjiiinine. Says an eminent professor of sur gery who has given the subject of drugs and narcotics considerable atten tion : There are many cases oil record where the use of quinine has caused a disarrangement of the mental [lowers, and to such an extent that the sufferer did not know what he or she was about. Instances are not few wliero patients who were given largo doses of the drug became delirious. These symp toms. however, passed away when the use of quinine was discontinued. It is possible, while under its influence, for one to act as irresponsibly as when in liquor. That quinine affects the brain is evident from the fact that an overdose will cause severe buzzing in the ears nnd often temporary deafness. Physicians cannot be too careful in prescribing quinine, for what is one man's meat is another man's poison. I have known one grain to have more effect on some patients than fifteen grains on others. The same can be said of morphine. Two grains of this drug will cause many intense itching sensations, with parched tongue and throat. On the other hand, I have known patients, even those unused to morphine, to take much larger doses without showing any evil effects. There is little doubt but there are quinine habitues as well as slaves to chloral, morphine and other narcotics and drugs; yet its use as a stimulant has not become general. John Brown's Clothes. The clothes in which John Brown, of Osawatomie, was hanged are in the possession of n Brooklyn undertaker, Jacob M. Hopper, and his coffin was also here until twelve months ago, when it was chopped up by mistake. After the hanging the body, in the same ragged, sliot-nddled clothes in which John Brown made his last fight, was placed in a walnut coffin and given in charge of a Charlestown undertaker. Through the influence of the agents of Northorn friends the coffin was secretly shipped on board a north-bound steamer and in due time arrived in New York. There Jacob Hopper was on hand to receive it and removed the coffin to his New York rooms, 163 Bow ery. John Brown's body was properly reclothod by the undertaker and n new casket made for it and shipped to North Elba, where it was buried. The old coffin and the tattered clothes were brought from New York and secreted in the cellar of Undertaker Hopper's rooms in Brooklyn. There they re mained for nearly thirty years, until, in a clearing up which was instituted in the cellar during Mr. Hopper's ab sence, the coffin was broken to pieces and carried away. The clothes aro still iu the undertaker's possession. "I will swear to the part I had in tho disposal of John Brown's body," said Mr. Hopper. "It is a fact. His body was not mutilated, but his clothes were torn as if they had been cut with bay onets. Brooklyn Jiagle. ALL men are bores, except when we want them. APING GREAT POWER. THE GRAND ARMY OF THE RULER OF JOHANNA ISLAND. A Sultan Whose One Cannon Was Not Safely Equal to the Uitual Salute to Other Nationalities—His Style of Justice. His Harem, and the Generally (lueej Style of lilt Government. the Indian Ocean small islands com posing a group com to the north of Mad reached in a south easterly direction from the (lulf of Aden; lying, as they do, nway from any direct route trav ersed by the commerce-hunting or pleasure-seeking hosts of eastern 01 western hemispheres, it seldom falls to the lot of the traveler to visit such out-of-the-way communities, but as chance has favored me with a stay of a few days among these—by the world forgetting people I will try in plain, unvarnished language to convey to you THE ARMY. the impression yet perfectly inscribed upon the tablets of my memory. Before our salute to the Turkish flag had been fired we observed a boat leav ing the landing of a little town in front of which we had dropped our anchor, and when the courtesy had been paid, a dapper little gentleman, dressed like a Turk and speaking the French lan guage fluently, stepped on the quarter deck and in elegant phrases bade us welcome to Johanna. He informed the captain that our vessel wns the first one in thirty years that had displayed the American flag there. After the official part of his visit was so satisfactorily settled, the visitor said his return to shore was necessary, as he had to settle a very complicated case between a Zanzibar slave-dealer and a Johanna merchant. Anxious to be present at a trial of this description, a delicate hint wns. dropped, which brought forth the invitation to investi gate the manner in which Turkish jus tice was meted out to evil-doers. When the man-of-war's boat, con taining two American officers, arrived at the little town, the army of Johanna turned out in force to do them honor, and to be used as an escort to the long white building observed from the ves sel, it being the residence of the god of justice. The army consisted of three individuals; one was dressed in white trousers and the cast-off red coat of an English soldier; he was an officer; the other wore the fatigue dress jacket of a French hussar over his burnoose, and represented the rank and file, while a youngster of about 13 years of nge, carrying and belabor a snare drum, proved the existence of a band. The troops, after falling into line, marched ahead of the visitors, and in this impressive manner we arrived at tlio Kadi's court, a long, two-story building divided into five apartments. Tlie last room was the city prison, and on our visit occupied by a portion of the slave cargo brought to the island by the Znnzibar dealer, whose conduct was to be investigated that da v. Upon our arrival the Kadi invited us in, and two chairs being placed upon the platform, the Americans had an opportunity seldom offered visitors to that court. He flatly refused to answer a ques tion, and the Kadi took opportunity to give the Americans an insight into the resources of his court. A wave of the judge's hand brought two burly min ions of the law to the side of his mulish customer, and in a few moments his body was on the floor, face downward, his bare feet were brought soles up ward, and a long stick about an inch in diameter came iu contact with those soles in such a peremptory manner that the third blow proved him a solo ist of no mean capacity. He howled THE SULTAN'S TOILET. for mercy in such agonizing tones that, Arab as he was, we could understand him by the cadence of his vocalism. At the fourteenth blow justice was satisfied, and the culprit's tongue loosened, but his feet, looking like boxing-gloves of large dimensions, had been made useless, as he could neither stand nor walk, and had to sit on the floor while giving his testimony. His obstinacy ruined his case, and the cargo of the slave dhow,over which the trouble began, was confiscated in be half of tho Johanna Government. The next day half a dozen officers gorgeous in gold lace and brass but tons were pulled on shore and received by the whole army and most of the populace. We were received by tlie Prime Minister and ushered into a large room elegantly carpeted, and with walls lined with luxurious divans, upon which we took our places. One end of the room was curtained by a heavy Persian portiere, which was pushed aside and in walked the Sultan. He was one of the most magnificently built human beings over gazed upon— over six feet high. He conversed flu ently in French, and, after partaking of a light repast, the Americans re turned to the vessel, with the excep tion of the pair whose ability to speak the .Sultan's favorite tongue procured a pressing invitation to stay on shore that day. The dignity, of tjie Sultan relaxed considerably after the higher officials had departed and our social visit was very entertaining. The ruler informed us that he was of the Moham medan faith, had been governing the island for three years, had previously visited Paris and the large cities of Europe, disliked the turmoil and dun fusion of those cities, and was perfectly contented in Johanna. The people were Mohammedans, but not of the orthodox kind; the Sultan and his prominent subjects indulged in grape-juice to some extent, and the strict Mussulman would fiaid a Tery liberal community there. Missionaries had never as yet tried to convert any one on the isle, and the city prison was used that day for the first time in sev enteen years. The Sultan had two wives, and followed King Solomon's example to some extent by iiossessing twenty-two concubines, but the rules of the harem in Johanna are not in all respects like those in vogue in Con stantinople. The actual wives of the ruler were not allowed to be in the presence of any man but their husband. After marriage even their father is ex cluded, so the minister explained, his daughter being one of the wives of the Sultan, but the other ladies of the harem were allowed considerable lib erty, receiving visits from their rela tives of both sexes. In a little while in marched two wo men carrying the fresh overdress of the Sultan and a silver dish, which was placed in the center of the room. It was impossible to tell whether those women were old or young, comely or plain, as they wore thin leather masks reaching from the eyebrows to the chin and having holes for nose, eyes, and ears, with a clasp on the back of the head, which caused them to fit very closely. Two others entered carrying a small dish with live coals; the silver dish was placed ui>on a tripod about three inches high, the fire emptied into it, and a handful of herbs thrown on the fire, when a light smoke, having a heavy rose perfume, filled the apart ment. The Sultan arose, and, placing himself over the little tripod, was dis robed of all but a pair of white silk trousers. His body—from the waist up—was rubbed with beautiful ivory brushes. After receiving a vigorous dose he was robed in a white silken burnoose, and a chair placed before him, so as to enable him to sit down. When seated the portiere was pushed aside and four other women, similarly DIVORCE COURTS ARE UNKNOWN. masked, entered, bearing a large japanned tray, filled with little boxes, bottles, and brushes. Two of the new comers attended to the long, curly hair of the master, and another pen ciled his eyebrows and arranged his mustache. Then the building of his turban was commenced—every turn and fold being laid with a nicety that can not be described. And, at last, the Sultan was ready for evening prayer. It had only taken sixty-seven minutes and half a dozen women to fix him UD. He Got In. Tho bane of the average Senator's life are the requests of his friends and constituents for tickets of admission to the Senate gallery when anything of great interest is going on upon the floor. Iu later days, on great occasions, tho Senators have transferred the re sponsibility to the Sergeant-at-arms; about twenty years ago the whole duty devolved upon them. Good-natured men were made miserable by the de mauds upon them, and it is told of big, burly Ben Wade that at the impeach ment of Andrew Johnson all Ohio de manded tickets to the chamber. He distributed his tickets with a lav ish hand, but they gave out sooner than his constituents. He managed to make excuses to all but one, an old army chaplain, who had come from the northern corner of tho State just to bo present at the impeachment. "My tickets are all gone," said Sena tor ade,"but perhaps I can serve you in some other way." "There is nothing else I want," sigh ed the chaplain, "1 have heard you are a generous man, but this is the first favor I have asked after serving piy country for three years, and besides I have come clear from Ohio to be pres ent at the impeachment of Andrew Johnson." The old Senator looked him over with a merry twinkle in his eye, notic ing especially tho clerical cut of his coat, and then writing something on a slip of paper said: "If that doorkeeper is a Christian, he cannot resist that plea." After he got out of sight, the Oliioan looked at the paper and on it were these words: "For God's sake, let this man in. Ben Wade." Whether it was an imprecation or an appeal he could not tell, but he wisely decided to consider it tho latter and passed into the gallery under cover of the doorkeeper's surprise at the novel ticket of admission. Washington letter. ne was nmart He—l love you, Maud. She —All right, Harry I And you may keep company with me this Bum mer on a few conditions. "Name them, sweet!" "You must not try to work the bac cili in ice cream racket on me, nor cut ill the drowning accidents out of pa pers to show me, nor tell me any chest nuts about poisonous serpents at pic lics. They won't work! Now, I think we can get along very well." — Law rence American- All the Difference. First official—Sa-ay, I got a p'inter to-day dat dere was a committee goin' to investigate us 'fore long. Second official —Well, dut's dead tough, for a fact. What are you going to do about it ? First official—Naathin', of course. An' as to it bein' dead tough, that's where you are wrong. If it wasn't a committee, it would 'a been the news papers, and then where would we be, eh?— TerreHaute Express. A OOOD time for farmers to get in their hay is when it rains pitchforks, if thero isn't any other shelter handy. FOUND BY A WOMAN. Mm®. Unmet Discover®.! Clitna Clay la France While Washing. The history of French porcelain, as it is called in France, and china, as it is known in the United States, is very interesting. The finding of the kaolin or china day is due to a woman. She was the wife of a country doctor, M. Darnet by name, living in "very moder ate cireumstnnoes in the little town of St. Yrieix, Department of Haute Vi enne, France. Mme. Darnet, accord ing to French custom, took some clothes that she intended to wash down to the bank of a little stream. The earth whore she placed the garments was very white, but recent rains had made the white chalky substance quite soft. She found, in washing the gar ments next the ground, that some of the earth adhered to the clothes, and in w ashing it off she found that it was almost as good as soap and greatly facilitated the removal of all kinds of dirt. Overjoyed with her discovery, she hastened to inform her husband that she had found a soap mine. The doctor was a very good chemist, and after a careful analysis of the earth pronounced the one word that France was longing to hear—kaolin. Ho straightway charged his wife to guard her secret and sought to buy the land. But the discovery leaked out and real estate rose enormously in that vicinity, and it is doubtful whether Mme. Dar net was rewarded for her wonderful find. This event occurred somewhere about the year 1760, about the name time the royal porcelain factor-' was removed from St. Cloud to Livres, where it has since remained, and the St. Yrieix kaolin took the place of the clay brought from China, England and elsewhere. China factories now began to be established at Paris, Limoges and Bordeaux. Among the different manufacturers was Jean Pouyat, who first began at Paris, but finding the transport of clay very costly —water communication was impos sible and the railroads were unknown —he removed his factory to Limoges, a city not far from the mine, and es tablished there a factory which has stood for more than a century and a quarter. Monarchies, revolutions, dic tatorships, communes, empires, and republics have come and gone, but through all of the political vicissitudes experienced by the country the house of Pouyat has stood, and still stands, a wonder among the landmarks in the history not only of china manufacture but of France herself. The head of this house to-day is M. Emile Pouyat, a venerable, dignified type of the old school gentry, now in his 84th year. He distinctly recalls the first Napoleon and can entertain his guests by the hour relating facts and incidents of an age that has long been considered his toric. The first china exported from France to the United States is believed to have come from this house, and specimens now are very rare and are highly valued by connoisseurs. The Antiquated Flirt. flf HE newspapers for a long time, and justly, too, have made that, libel on manhood, tha dude, the subjeot of their shafts. Whenever the literary wag has i needed a victim he has I found in the dude an inspiration for his best? y efforts. But there is ■ one who deserves the ■ same or worse Deat hmen t, yet does not seem to get it—he is the antiquated flirt. We expect dudes to be harmless, and their "mashing," as they call it, id harmless, but when it comes to a be-, wigged, bewhiskered, fossilized old man it makes our blood boil. Watch him now as he comes down the street, rheumatic and wheezy, and THE CONVENTIONAL MASHERS. see him meet the pretty girl. It is not with the look "you are a woman, and I respect you," but "you arc a woman, hence my prey." He usually stations himself on a corner or in front of some building, and there he ogles, and bobs, and leers, often making so bold as to fol low. It never occurs to this relic of the past that no girl can but despise him. If she holds up her head she is sure to en counter one of these perennial studies, and the only thing for her to do is to keep her eyes cast down until the fathers and brothers of our bright Chicago girls can "corner the market" on bird shot, and rid this city of these insults to woman kind. Mind you, I am not defending ths young men, but there is a chance for them to mend their ways, while you must all agree that men in ths j "sere and yellow" who lapse into this j state of imbecility should be wiped U from the face of the earth. I WHEN Deville showed the first alu- || minium at Paris, in 1855, the charge II for the new metal was sl6 an ounce, 11 but in 1857 the price was reduced to H $2 an ounce. In 1884 it had been fur- II ther cheapened, so that the metal for II the tip of the Washington monument In was furnished for sls a pound. In 1887 111 the cost had fallen to $lO a ]>ourid, and J at the close of 1889 it was only about I $4 a pound. The annual production | previous to 1887 did not exceed five S tons, but large quantities are now being turned out bv two distinct processes. ; Where the Money is. Aspiring youth—Yes, sir, I'm going West. No money in the East. What's the use of plodding along in this effete section ? Tho West is the place for jj youth and energy. Same youth (a few months later, in b the West) —Yes, Mrs. Hashliouse, I know mv board bill is a good deal over- | due; but have a little patience. I have j just sent to my friends and relatives in J the East for monev.—PXMII THERE is no accounting for taste ex- I cept on the principle that some people I haven't any.
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