6TFEET MEMOItIKS. BY FRANCES B. SMITH. Wbn winter hurl a her bitter oloet Aeross the unprotected moor, The traveler with hasty feet Speeds on toward his tibin door; But through the sharp-faugod, nipping air May cruet his beard with icy rime, It cannot from Ids meinoty tear The Bweot delights of summer-time. Bo everr memory borne of joy Will live ns long as life shall last; No changes can the charm destroy— •Tia proof gainst every arrow cast. ▲ backward view recalls tho hours That once our youthful pulses thrilled. Ah aromatic summer flower Live in the scent from them distilled. The memory of a childhood passed Beneath a gentle mother's sway. With love's sweot mantle o'er it cust, Con never wholly paBS away. Whatever adult fate we earn." Whate'er the censure or the praise— Btill will the fond heart sometimes turn Back to thoße careless, happy days. Then let us, as wo journey on, Endeavor some sad heart to cheer— ' Twill bo an act to think upon When ending our probation here— A Joy to know that after death Has set the reBtIOBB spirit free, There Ht ill lives in our mortal breath Koine fondly cherished memory. —New York Weekly. THE TWO STUDENTS, j BY ALBEKT H. MOIUMCKER. There i* a savin# that the angola keep watch over every slumberer. It this is a fact, then the angola who aro guarding tho sleep of two students must bo very patient. Peacefully and deadlike they sleep in one bed, and only tlieir snoring inter rupts tlie silence. The sun looks upon their faces, slowly it passes over their heads and begins to sink low in tlie horizon. Finally one of the angels impatiently arouses one of her proteges, who, rub bing his eyes, looks at the olook. "The devil!" said lie, "only half past six and awake—not a trace of a 'sore head.' Yes, it was excellent cham pagne 1 However, a lunch would be a good prophylactic. Hello, 'Pawner,' arise! It's time for you to visit the laboratory." Receiving 110 answer, lie laughingly remarked: "I'll arouse him," and pro curing a glass of water, said: "I bap tize thee in the—" This maneuver had the desired ef fect, for he suddenly awoke and ex claimed: "Stop! 'Samuel,' to the rescue!" At this cry the door opened, an d a plump woman with blushing cheeks and folded arms entered, and approach ing the bed, said, a little irritated: "Mr. Edward ltuller, how often have I askod you to call me by my right name? It's Ursula Lasca—for short, Madame Lasea. Why do you give me such an unchristian name which can'i even be tound in this year's almanac?" "But, 'Samuel,' listen: Notwith standing the fact that my name is Ed ward Ruller, I am nicknamed 'Pawner.' Can you find such a name in tlie al manno?" "There's a good cause for calling yon pawner," she replied. "I have boarded dozens of students, all of whom were, po doubt, heavy in debt, and yet, 1101 one of them were so much troubled by the pawnbrokers as you, and that mac yonder, Mr. Killiau. Why, four oi them called to-day, and if it were not for that inscription on the door: "Small Pox Here I" they would havo entered your room this forenoon." "What! forenoon? Pray, what time is it then ?" "Supper time." "All! so, so—it is." At that moment the door bell was rung loudly. "Another, broker —well, the small pox sign will frighten them perhaps, or, at least, keep them from seeing you,' said Madam Lasca, as she left the room. The two students heard a lively con versation for a few moments and then the sounds of footsteps approaching to wards their room. "I believe," said Ruller, "that our remedy is not a safe cure for these creditors. They may detect oui stratagem, nut they must be fooled) Let us feign sickness. Quick,under the cover." Tlioy had hardly covered themselves wbon the door opened and two men entered. Tlie taller of the two was dressed in the height of fashion. He wore a full beard and eye-glasses, and carried in his hand a gold-headed cane. His companion's face was embellished with a light colored mustache only. Ho was more plainly dressed, and undoubtedly was his amanuensis, judging from Ilia hungry countenanoe. "Woe unto us, it's the sheriff," whis pered Ruller to Killian, who Com menced groaning as if in terrible agony. Tlie two men posted themselves nt a good distance from the bed. The taller showed some anxiety and his scribe trembled like nn aspen loaf. Finally thoy seated themselves at n table and the scribe taking out his ink and paper commenced writing. "They're invoicing—fortunately all is pawned," lamented Killian to Kuller. At length the eldest of the men com menced to question in a liusky voice: " Are the two sick geiitlemeu con scious ?" "Yes, sir," came the answer from un der the coverlet in a doubtful tone. "Are you gentlemen afflicted with small-pox ?" " Yes, sir, we are." "What are your names?" he contin tinued interrogatively. "Edward Fuller—Ferdinand Killniu," camo the answer very fcoble and almosl I simultaneously. "All right,"said the doctor—for such | he was—"that's all;" and then studying for a few moments, he said lo his amain \ uensis: "Now, Harry, please write down as I dictate." It was as follows: "Having visited on Jan, 1. 'HB, the rosl denoe of Messrs. Kdwurd lluller, Cand. Vhem.. and I. riiinand Killian, Cand. Mod., On No. 15 Andreas street., 1 found thorn to be seriously afflicted with small pox—vari olas oonfluontos: and. owing to the danger ous contagiousness of this disease, 1 hereby orderthe transportation of tho said per sons to the City Hmull-pox Hospital. j "DR. QUII.LIAN, "President Hoard of Health." By this time the groaning and la- i menting of th o two students had abated. They were horrified and speechless when the doctor at bin departure htt jd to Madam Lasca: "My amanuensis will at onco order an ambulance; and, wishing them a speedy recovery, I bid you good day." Killian, regaining his voice, said: "Doctor, will you not not come and examine us, and see if we're really sick V" But the doctor had hastily followed his scribe, who had fled down the stairs. For a short time all was silent. Sud denly both students simultaneously t'uinped out from the bed, and with a alf-comical, half-despairing look gazed at each other. " 'Pawner,' wo must go to the hospi tal. Nothing can save us," said Kil lian. "Of course we must," said "Pawner;" "for if we contend to be well they won't believe us; and if we resist they will give us the straight-jacket." "Well, then let's fly," said Killain, adding: "It's certainly terrible to go there." "Fly, nothing," said "Pawner," "for by the time we have finished our toilet they will be liere. But," he added, hopefully, "they'll surely discharge us when they discover we're not sick." "But, 'Pawner,'" replied Killian, "if we're in there once we'll have contracted ! that disease." 1 Further conversation was cut short ' I by the entrance of Madam Lasea, who said: | "Do you gentlemen now realize the consequences of your tomfoolery ? My residence will be shunned after your departure," adding: "Do you know what will become of you ?" "Alas, yes!" said Ruller. A ring at the bell was now heard and Madam Lasca hastened to open the door. "They come," said Ruller; "but I'll never be taken alive. I prefer to die by violence than of small-pox." So saying, he grasped a rapier and posted himself in a corner of the room. Seizing a sword Killain followed his example, just as tlie door opened and two policemen eutered. The officers observing the determined men, said: "In tho name of the law no resist ance. Drop your weapons and follow j us." ! "No, we'll not go, for we're not sick," | both replied, firmly. "Then we will use force." I "You may try it! "We prefer to die here rather than to accompany you to j tho small-pox hospital, where a hor | rible death awaits us. No, sir, we will not go! lc | "But,gentlemen, the Debtor Prison is quite a comfortable place to reside in. It's nonsense to talk of death." A person condemned to prison for life could not have felt happier at suddenly receiving a commutation of his sentence to only ten days, as did those two students, when they heard tho words: "Debtor Prison." "We bow our knees befoie the law and will accompany you," said Ruller, bowing to tliopolicemau. Almost instantaneously with the words two men entered, one of whom said: "Are the sick men able to descend the stairs without support, Mrs. Lasca?" "There are no sick persona here," replied Madam, folding her arms and laughing. The two policemen were utterly as tonished; but, finally, one of them said: "There must be a mistake some where. The two gentlemen are in ex cellent health and there is nobody sick in this house to our knowledge." "Perhaps somebody is sick in tho next house," said one of the hospital officials, adding, "come, let us depart." "And we'll depart, too," said Killian to the policemen, aiming to escape the hospital. All descended to the street, and very soon were the two students put in tho Debtor Prison. Very seldom havo prisoners greeted their cells as did those two men, for they felt sure that their kind parents would not permit their long detention— iu fact, in a few days they were released, and the press announced: "The rumor of two cases of small-pox is uttorl false. "Da. Quillian. "President Board of Hoalth." Only a Pig. Tigs wore little known in Scotland until tho eighteenth century, and amus ing stories are told of the wonder and fright of the people at the appearance of the fat domestic animal now so com mon on every farm. About 1720, a gentleman living in Dumfriesshire who was called the "Gudeman o' the Brow," received from some distant place a present of a fine young porker, which teems to have been the first ever seen in that part of the country. This pig was of a roving disposition, 1 and one day wandered into an adjoin ing parish. Here a peasant woman, who was herding her cattle near the seashore, was greatly alarmed at sight of the (strange creature, which, she thought, came grunting up from thq water, and away she fled, screaming with terror. A crowd soon gathered around her, to whom she declared that a "de'il" came out of the sea, with two horns on his head, and chased her, roaring and snapping his jaws, and she was sure he was not far off. Upon this an old school-master quieted the excitement of her listeners and said bravely that he would "conjure the de'il," and proceedod at once to bring out a Bible and an antique sword; but when suddenly the little swino started up gruntine, at his back, tho courageous pedagogue took to his heels. Tho frightened crowd who had been watching him now hid themselves in barns, and even climed upon the house tops; and the panic continued until some one, who had previously seen the pig, exclaimed, " 'Tis the Gudemau o' I the Brow's grumphy." That same day the pig trotted up to , two men who were riding homeward i just at dusk. Galloping away in affright ! they cot into the Lochar swamps, where one of tho horses was drowned. Tho j two men remained in the swamp all night, not daring to speak above a whisper, for fear tho monster should discover and devour them. When morning broke, they made their way home by another road to their anxious families, to whom they i told a remarkable tale of having seen "a creature with horns on its head and cloven feet, roaring out like a lion;" if they had not galloped away, it would certainly have torn them to pieces. They must have been somewhat crest fallen when a neighbor cried out: "Hoot, man! it was the Gudeman ©' Brow's grumphy! It frightened a' tho town yesterday, and poor Meg Ander son maist lost her wits, and is aye onto' ano tit into another sin." Before the pig got home, he sent a canny Scotchman nearly "daft" by snorting about the feet of a colt on which the man was riding. The young horse ran away and threw his master into the road. The poor fellow picked himself up, spied the pig not far off, \ and took to the woods, wliero he re mained twenty-four hours. Terror stimulated his imagination to such an | extent that he afterwards described tho innocent porker as "big as a calf, hav- | ing long horns, eyes like trenchers, and a back like a hedgehog." I ruly that pig had a good deal to answer for. IK IT quite right to call an export oarsman a first-class sculler. miTALMNG TO WOMEN. A PARAGRAPH OR TWO THAT WILL INTEREST THEM A Little of Fashion, a Little About I'eople, and a Good Doal That Interests tlie Women Generally. Do you recollect what your feelings wero immediately after you liad spoken tho iirst unkind word to your husband ? asks the Catholic Standard. Do you ( not feel ashamed and grieved, and yet j too proud to admit it ? That was, is, ; and ever will be, your evil genius f It !is tho tender which labors incessantly to destroy your peace, which cheats you with an evil dolusion that your husband deserved your anger, when ho really most required your love. If your hus band is hasty, your example of patience will chide as well as teach him. Your violence may alienate his heart, and your neglect impel him to desperation. Your soothing will redeem him—your softness subdue him; and the good natured twinkle of those eyes, now filling with tears, will make him all your own. "Fresh" Young Women. Have we not noticed, within tho last few years, a change in the demeauor in "society" girls towards the other sex? j asked a writer in Blackwood's Man a- • sine. How shall we define it? A kind ofbrusquo audaciousness in conversa tion, with a sou poo 11 of slangy chaff; an affection of assuming to know more oi what is what than tlieir mothers and grandmothers were ever permitted or supposed to know. Do they not often go perilously near tho border line which conveuauco prescribes shall not be overstepped? We do not mean this last in the senso in which it is alleged, and truly that our ancestresses of the last century thought it is no shame to call n spade a spade, and when young demoi selles of sensibility and vivacity used tc sigh over the misfortunes of Clarissa Harlowe, or divert themselves with the adventures of Tom Jone3 and Sophio Western. It is sometimes quite different from that which the present race of young women effect. It is rather a total want of that prevails. In former days, the sex were wont to appeal to men from their softer, gentler, weaker side. Now it is the reverse. They ap pear to aim at meeting men on their own platform, and consorting with them as like to like—from a man's standpoint rather than from a woman's. A girl nowadays will unabashed chaff her male partner, rally him, amuse him, in his 1 own coin, in his own manner, and in the way ho would her. This is what we understand as the female manishnesß so noticeable in the beau monde of to day, and, we may add, so unlovely. It is forgotten that, what a man desires in a woman is contrast, not a caricature oi 1 himself. Southern Women. 1 here seems to bo a prevailing heresy in some quarters that Southern women do not possess the culture and learning which aro supposed to mark tho ad vancement of the sex elsewhere; it is true that their standard did not ori ginate in the raritied air of Concord, nor are their tastes in sympathy with those whose Mecca is Boston, but that , of itself does not imply a defect, only a j difference. In tho first place spinster hood as a vocation is not popular in tho j South, and while from numerical rca ' sons alone single blessedness or an early grave must be the lot of some ( women, still tliey do not count on ' that in their education, and hence their talents and time aro given to subjects which are most valued from a social and domestic point of viow. As a rule the women in tho best circles all speak French, not tho average boarding-school French, but the French of tho French man, with the accent of France, if not always of Paris. They are accomplished musicians and clever artists. Girls are taught to write interesting, spirited letters; to become good and often brill iant conversationalists. They try to keep up with the standard literature, both English and French, and as poli tics come natural to a Southern gentle man,he generally calls it statesmanship, it follows that cultured women are in terested and well up in political issues, i In addition to all that they are generally good housekeepers. If they are also fond of novels, of bonbons, of dress, of | society, who can prove that they have | sacrificed higher duties to these diver sions ? Feminine Wishes. 1 Are women mercenary? asks the New York Evening Sun. Are they ambitious? Are they shut in to a nar rower range of ambition and purposes than men ? Bead this testimony and . disoovor, if you can. Ten women— -1 some famous, some clever, all women of I thought and action—were dining on Saturday night. From the head of tho table started the question: "If you | could havo one wish granted—but one in all the world—what would you wish for?" "To be President of a railroad," came promptly from a woman at her right. "And I would wish for fame," said the I low-voiced woman next. "And for plenty of money." "I should wish to know what pro toplasm is," said the little student be yond. "I think," came in tones of soft per plexity from the foot of the table, "I think if I were to wish for anything it would be a wish to want something so much that I would be glad to work hard for it." And out of the necessary quiet that followed this roply, came the voice of tho next speaker in positive tones: "One hundred thousand dollars." "I should like to bo able to write something so good that all the world would love mo," said the sweet-faced woman next. Her neighbor drew a long breath. "1 should wish for health. Given that, I could have all these other things," she said. "Only one wish ? Well, 'a house full of books and a garden of flowers,' which fine sentiment is oribbed from Andrew Lang," quoth her neighbor; tnd the last woman lifted her beautiful eyes and said iu earnest tones: "I hope you won't feel shocked, but really I should only wish for total annihilation." Kept Silent Thirty Years. The death of Mrs. Susan E. Mem field, which occurred here recently, re vives interest in one of the most peculiar cases ever known of a vow of silence made and kept thirty years. In 1800 Mrs. Merrifield, who, it is said, was a a little woman of a peculiarly bright ond cheery disposition, was telling her husband of some occurrence, when he requested her in a very surly manner to be silent, adding that the sound of her voice was hateful to him. It seems that Mr. Merrifield, while a flood husband in every other way, was in the habit of venting his displeasure when aroused by outside matters by ill humors with his wife, whose good na ture usually passed histestiuess by, but on this occasion she replied that, as it was hateful to him, he should never hear her voice again. And he never did nor did any other person ever hear it, for, in spite of her husband's remorse aud remonstrances from friends and relatives, Mrs. Merrifield kept her room, though she continued to act the part of a good wife and mother, fulfill ing every duty scrupulously. She even bore three children to her husband after this vow was taken. "When com munication was absolutely necessary with those about her she used a slate, but reduced a language of signs to such perfection in governing her household and children that it was but seldom that this slate was resorted to. It was thought that when her bus- ' baud died she would resume the use of her speech, but she sat by his dying bed, devoted and loving to the last, in j answer to his supplications that she | speak but a word to him, wrote on the j slate with all the evidences of grief: "I j can not, I can not! God forgivo and ; help me, I can not 1" Rut whether it I was that alio found it impossible to ! break liev will and her vow, or that long disuse had affected her organs so that ; she really could not use them, could j not bo arrived at; but her family in- I cliued to the latter belief, for it is said i that while on her own deathbed she I made distinct efforts to speak to her i children, dying with the seal of silence unremoved from her lips.— Augusta i ( Ga .) Special to Philadelphia Times. flow to DI'OHH a Baby. A baby should be warmly dressed, j but not encumbered with clothing. | When it perspires too freely it is too j. warm and is likely to take cold if the i air happens to bo colder than usual or ; it is exposed to u draught. On the other hand a great deal of vitality is | wasted in the efforts of nature to keep ! the body warm if it is not protected with sufficient clothing. A young baby should have a flannel hand long enough to go twice around ' it. Be very careful not to put it on , too tight, and fasten it with small sivfety pins. On this put a long-sleeved cashmere shirt, buttoned all the way down front. No one who has used an | open shirt will over return to the old fashioned kind that havo to be put on over the head. Next comes a long flannel petticoat, or pinning blanket, sewed to a cotton waist, and over that a loose white slip. Two napkins, one of i cotton, tho other of swan's-down or flannel, should be used. Twilled cot ! ton is the softest, most absorbent ma j terial for napkins. Some mothers pre fer linen diaper, but it does not retain | the moistuie as well as the cotton. i A knitted blanket, or au embroidered cashmere one, can be wrapped around 1 the habv unless the weather is very | warm. It is always safe to use one ; when it is carried from one room to an other, to protect the head from i draughts. Little knitted socks keep the feet warm and add much to its com fort. j Do not be afraid of fresh air. Open the window and provide artificial heat | Bullieiont to keep the room at a tem- I perrture of 08°. Do not let the air j blow directly upon the child; a screen I placed near the wiudow, or a strip of ! flannel pinned in front of the opening, ' will prevent this. Take the baby into the open air | every pleasant day, jmtting on sufficient clothing to keep it warm. Do not trust it in a baby carriage with a young girl ! whoso carelessness might injure it for life. Always dress and undress a young baby by an open lire. If it cries (luring the dav, unpinning its foot blanket and warming its foot will sometimes quiet | it.— Ladies' Home Journal. I'liysiciuns for Sick Children. j There is in New York a unique or ganization, known as the Summer Corps jof Physicians. These are nnder the : direction of Dr. Cyrus Edson and their ; duty is to visit the crowded tenement districts and attend the sick children of those who are unable to pay anything for medical treatment. The number of j physicians is fifty. As soon as one of them diagnosis a case a prescription is | written on a blank which contains a list j of the free dispensaries where medicine i can be obtained. Tho benefits of this j organization can l>e fairly well under | stood when it is said that during the ! summer months iu New York there are as many as 100,000 sick babies. This on an average leavos to each physician | 2,000 patients to attend to. The | physicians are all graduates of the re gular schools and must pass a strict j competitive examination before being admitted into the corps. Tliey are paid SIOO a month during their term of serv ice which begins on July 1, and ter minates at the end of August. Not only do these physicians attend sickly chil dren but thoy give tickets for various charitable excursions whereby the mothers are enabled to procure salubri ous air for thoimelvcs and their sick darlings. The principal ailment of the children during the summer is cholera infantum. The total outlay for the two months, July and August, including medicine is $12,000. Milking u Reduction. "Strawberrios, ma'am ?" queried the huckster, as she stood iu tho door of bar house in Jersey City. "How much?" sho cautiously in quired. "Twelve cents a quart,ma'am,or two quarts for twontv-five ceuts." "Oh! Well, I'll take two quarts." "Exactly, ma'am." Ho measured out the berries, got liis quarter, and drove off, while she disap peared iu the house. She camo out again after a couple of minutes, how ever, looked up and down the street, and not being able to see him any where she shook her fist in the direc tion he iind exclaimed: "I'll "Know him by the wart on his | nose, and I'll get oven with him if it takes a year!"— New York: Sun. A Koul Soldier to l'lny IVltli. Child's nurse (to her sweetheart as she hears her lady coming into the kitchen unexpectedly)— Hurry, Aug ust; begin playing with tho children quick." "Why, Anna," exclaims the mistress, "what is this I see?" "Oh, madam, you know the dear children wore so anxious to have a soldier to play with that—you see— well, I went out and got one of them." TUEUB are nearly nine thousand licensed saloons in New York City, not to count the multitude of places that go on in the most unlicensed manner. COLOSSI'S OF RHODES. ONE OF THE WORLD'S SEVEN WON DERS. A Uriel' History of the Gigantic Figure—lt Was One Iliimlre<l and Fifty Feet High, and SliipM in Full Sail I'M NOIL Between Iti Leg—Destroyed by an Earthquake. E Colossus of Jfv Rhodes was so culled f distinguish it from Ir\l. rJwrtr ° e 1 c °l° ssa l ure8 ' Bft id by some f* \ ~M& ' tff wr *ters bave num- r ~ bored over oue hun dred, which, during the days of its prosperity, were set up in the "City of the Sun," as the capital of the Island of lihodes was poetically called. The Colossus came third in the list of the seven wonders of the world, and was consecrated to the sun, the deity of Rhodes. It was made of brass, cast in sections, and is said to have been the work of Chares of Liiulus, a pupil of the great Lysippus. It was 20 cubits (supposed to have been 150 feet) high, and cost the city about 300 talents, or $350,000 as wo reckon money nowa days. Over twelve years' work was spent on this early monster, which with all its grandeur was destined to a very short career. Fifty-six years after its completion, in the year 224 11. C., according to Pliny, this gigantic emblematic figure was thrown down by an earthquake. The Colossus stood at the entrance to the harbor, with I each of its mighty feet on solid stone i foundations, ships in full sail passing and repassing between the gigantic legs. Deleperre, the historiau, says that it was not erected at the entrance to the harbor, as stated l>y Pliny, but that it stood on an open space near the Pasha's seraglio. Still another writer says that it was reconstructed during the reign of the Emperor Vespasian, and that after the Island of lihodes had been conquered by the Caliph Oth man, in the seventh century of our era, it was taken down and the metal sold to a Jew, who transported it to Syria, a caravan of DBO camels being necessary to carry his purchase. W hat Hi/./.ling IN. Tired New-Yorkers rizzle every day. To rizzle is a very different thing from to razzle. A well-known New York doctor thus describes his method of rizzling: "I retire to my study, and having darkened tho room I light a cigar, sit down and perform the operation. How to describe it 1 don't know, but it is a condition as nearly like sleep as sleep is liko death. It consists in doing absolutely nothing. I close my eyes and try to stop all action of tho brain. I think of nothing. It only takes a little practice to bo able to absolutely stiHe tho brain. In that delightful condition I remain at least ten min i utes, sometimos twenty. That is the condition most helpful to digestion, and ; it is that which accounts for the habit | animals havo of sleeping after eating. 1 would rather miss a fat fee than that ten minutes' rizzle every day." A Strung© I.ogeml. A strange legend comes to us from the Sioux, who alone can tell the true history of that deadly ambuscade. They say that on the hillock where Custer fell now grows a plant never seen there before—a curious plant with tall, slender leavos, curved in tho exact form of a saber, with edges so sharp as to inflict keen wounds upon unwary hands, and those who pluck it once soon drop it, so strangely cold and clammy are its leavos. It bears a golden-lined, heart-shaped blossom, and in the eeuter is one small spot of brilliant red, liko a drop of blood. Tho Indians regard it with superstitious awe. They call it "Custer's heart," and cannot bo induced to touch it, claiming that the blossom crashed iu 'the hand leaves a blood-red stain im possible to remove. — Denver Repub lican. Tlio SCIISIIH Soli El no Wouldn't Work. A tough-looking customer with a dilapidated valise in his hand stopped outside the gate in front of a house iu one of the suburbs a day or two ago and called to the woman who was sitting on tho porch: "Madam, you will oblige me with the information whether or not you keep a dog?" " \\ hat difference does it make to you, sir?"she responded. He took a dog-eared notebook from the valise and made a memorandum in it. "Refuses to answer," he said. Rais ing his voice he called out again: "Man of the house at home?" "Nover you miud!" retorted the wo man. "I'm running this house just now. Anything you want?" He appeared to be on the point of making another entry in his greasy memorandum-book, but thought better of it and put it back in the valise. "I have asked you these questions, madam," he said, "not necessarily for publication but as a guarantee of good faith. If I understand you correctly you positively refuse to answer?" "You understand me exactly. It won't pan out. The census man has already been along hero, sir." "I inferred as much," rejoined the tough-looking customer, with a shade of sadness in his voice. "Under the cir cumstances it would not be worth while to ask you, I presume, if you have any eligible cold victuals to give out?" "It would not." "Just so," said the jaded tourist, and he lifted his hat, took a careful survey of tho surrounding dwellings and fol lowed his nose a little further down the street, to a house that seemed to give forth an odor of fried chicken. MEN talk in raptures-of youth and beauty, wit and sprightliueas; but after seven years of union, not one of them is to be compared to good family man agement, which is seen at every meal, and felt every hour in the husband'* purse. PLEASANT PARAGRAPHS. [Culled from our Exchange*!.] A BUST developer—whisky. A CASE for appeal—an orange. A PEACEFUL revolution —turning a ■omer-sault DEER are not the bravest of animals and yet they always die game. THE Duke and Duchess of Connaught are coming to visit us. Connaughty people raise any objection to this ? THE "woman's club" craze is giving considerable currency to the question: "Does your wife carry a night key ?" "WELL," said the rural visitor at New York, "if that's Cleopatra's needle, I'd like to see some of the stockings she used to darn." AMY —There's a hole in your stocking as big as a dollar. Mabel- A gold dol lar or a silver dollar? Amy—No; a paper dollar. MRS. JAYSMJTH —What are you read ing, Lou? Miss J aysmith —Pope's poems, ma. Mrs. Jaysmith—Are they the poems of the present pope or the last ? WIFE —Why couldn't you have come homo at a decent time of night, say? Husband- -Could, m'dear, jes easy as not; bul I (hie) was waitiu' fer you t' go t' sleep. "WIIY, my dear, you had a party last mouth. How often do you wish to entertain your friends?" "This is not to entertain my friends but to snub my enemies." WIFE— If I put one stamp on this letter, will it get to Philadelphia to morrow ? Husband—Certaiuly. Wife —And if I put two stamps on it, will it get there to-day? "I is—" began Tommy, when his teacher interrupted him. "That is wrong; you should say lam." "All right," said Tommy. "I am ninth letter of the alphabet." BROXSON —What a heavy shower I It is raining cats anddegs! Amy— (quizzically,): What kind of dugs does it rain, Mr. Bronson? Bronsou—Bky terriers, probably. LITTLE JOHNNIE —Mr. Merritt and sister have a new way to make lemon ade. Mrs Brown—How did they do it? Little Johnnie—Cora holds tho lemon and Mr. Merritt squeezes Cora. SOMETIMES IT Is LATE— Editor (look ing at his watch) —The paper has not gone to press yet! What is the mat ter? Foreman—The nihilists' daily threat to the Czar hasn't come iu yet. GOBLIN —HeIIo, old manl how are you ? I haven't seen much of you lately. Maddox —You have seen more of me than I have of you. "How do you make that out ?" " Well, I'm much bigger than you." MATILDA SNOWBALL—I say, Uncle Mose, whut does yor think ob my new spring suit? Unole Moso —Folks whut puts on all de close dey kin git puts me in mind of a sweet pertater patch dat's all gone tor vine. AT THE STATlON —Dearest Laura don't cry so! If everything else van ishes, we shall yet have loft to us mem ory I "Ah, dearest Emma, then per hape you will remember that I lent you live dollars two years ago 1" Ethel Reddy—Mamma, won't you please ask Dr. Dorce to look at my lit tle sick ducklings? Mrs. lteddy—No, no; IUU away! Dr. Dorce is not a bird doctor. Ethel lleddy—Well, papa said last night he was a quack doctor. SMITH —Why is it that when an en gagement is broken off" a return of pres ents is always asked for on both sides? Jones —I'll tell you why. It id because it is expected the presents will come iu handy when another engagement is made. WHEN you come to look at it properly there is nothing strange in the fact that no citizen of Chicago has ever been converted to Mormon ism. A man who can't live with one wife six weeks at a time naturally stands aghast at living with fifteen or tweuty. A TRAVELER is about leaving a hotel. "Well, landlord, here's a how-d'ye-do; you go and charge me two dollars and a half for a bed, when you know very well that the house was so full I had to sleep on the billiard table." "Well, sir, please look at our rules posted up on tho wall there—'Use of billiard table 25 cents an hour.'" ( John Mulor'g Hobby. Thero are liobbiea and then again there ure hobbies. Some "wise men [always carry umbrellas, even when the :sun shines brightly. Others there are who consider that without an equine (chestnut iu some portion of their wear ing apparel they are in danger of rheumatism; aud there are many other peculiar notions well known to every body, in which men will indulge them selves. But there is a man in this city who has about the queerest hobby of them all. He lias had it for six years, lie still lias it, and he proposes to con tinue having it. His name is John Maier. He is of Teutonic extraction, aud he is a tailor, having an establish ment at No. '241 Wooster street. Whenever lie can he devotes his time [ to catching butterflies. This is ltis I hobby. What does lie do with them ? I He simply chloroforms I hem and frames I them liy thousands. About the walls of his store are six such collections, averaging about two and one-lialf feet square. Mr. Maier has certainly done some wonderful work in the gratification ol his whim. Take any one of his collec tions. It contains at least five hundred butterflies, of all shapes, sizes, colors and shades, and these are arranged in circles and crosses, and all sorts o) j flgures. The largest or rarest are placed in the center, and the lessei lights radiate around them. Alt are placed with wings outspread, perfect specimens. During the spring and summei months Mr. Mnier uses a net in collect ing specimens, and in the fall and win ter months he puts in his spare time climbing trees and obtaining butterflies in chrysalis form. To-day in his store there is a regular butterfly hatchery, Ho has fully two thousand cocoons. These are divided according to theii size and are now resting peacefully in shallow boxes about a foot square. These boxes are supplied with covers and in consequence act just as do incu bators, and scores of the chrysalides are daily expanding into beautiful butter flies. Alive they float about the store and sun themselves until Mr. Maier is ready to put them to sleep. To do this he has a novel arrange ment. This consists of two narrow Bmoothed pieces of wood sloping toward eaoh other in a gentle angie, yet not connecting, a sort oftrouglr separating them. The whole is about eighteen inches long and the trough about hall an inch wide. The body of the cap- I tured butterfly is placed in tho trough, his wings are spread out on the Bloping wood on either side, and then the rest- I less little insect is sent en his lons journey .... hunting B autiiid of "but terflydom by the administration of just \ a little oholoform. The wings are then pinned to the wood to insure their hold ing their perfect form, and when the arrangement is full of dead butterflies it is relieved of its cargo and the pretty, gauzy little fellows are tucked upon the background of the coming addition to the collection. Mr. Maier has been do- ( ing this sort of thing for six years.— New Haven Palladium. Women Bill Collectors. Bill collecting is a new job for the women of this town. One of them y came in to see a Broodway business man lust Friday, and telling about it he said: "I had heard that there were a few female collectors in New York, but I had never met with one. It is a goo 4 idea, it seems to me. If a man had presented that bill I would have de layed paying for a few days until I had made my own collections. But she came at me in such a quiet, business like way that I had nothing to say, and went right up to the desk and drew a check for the amount." One of these collectors, an attractive young woman, talked freely of her occu pation. "I enjoy collecting bills very much," she said. "I have plenty of outdoor exercise and the experience of meeting new people every day is pleas ing." "Are you confined exclusively to busi ness houses ?" I. , "Oh, no; Igo to the residence parts ' of the city. There I have a little amusement, which I quietly enjoy. The servants meet meet me at the door with silver card servers and ask for my card to take up to the lady of the house. This was, at first, somewhat embarrassing, and I resorted to busi ness cards, but that plan did not work well. Word would usually be sent down to call again. I had to drop that program, you see. Now, when the j servant asks my name I say no matter, ! ur something of the kind, and I usually ! get to see the person I want to find, 1 Often the lady of the house thinks an | old friend has called and has a surprise | in store for her. She rushes into the j room, where I await her coming with a ; face beaming with expectant delight. ! Her disappointment when I make [ known my business and present my bill ! is great. 1 " Sometimes the lady, supposing that 4 j I am making a call, sends words that i she will bo down presently and then j sets about making elaborate prepara tions for her guest. I have waited twenty minutes or more iu this way." i "Are you successful among business j I men?" "Business men nearly always pay with promptness. Occasionally I meet I a crank, but the downright kickers are j hard to find." i The fair collector said that she had ; been accustomed to book-keeping. On tin owing up a situation she looked around for something else. The oppor , tunity to collect bills happening to pre sent itself, she took it as an experiment, thinking that something better would follow, but she was delighted with her new business aud did not mean to a leave it. "Do you collect old accounts?" she was asked. "Yes. I have collected bills that have been running for a long time. Nearly always I am pleasantly and cordially received, even in these cases. Seldom do Igo more than twice to col lect a bill. The firm that employs me says it is like doing a cash business."— New York Press. Preserve the Trees. Ten years ago a single country-seat stood upon the bank of a wide inlet ol the sea on the New Jersey coast. Wooded hills shouldered each other along the beach, from the sides ol which magnificent views of sea aud land opened to the horizon. I A few wealthy people with taste j bought this place, and built simple bul I beautiful houses. Not a tree or a shrub was disturbed; the first principle ol their art was to reverence nature. Ic consequence the ground in this village is sold now at almost fabulous prices, so eager are the wealthy denizens ol New York and Philadelphia to find something like primitive nature in which to rest during the summer. A few miles farther down the same coast a little peninsula projects into the sea. It was ten years ago covered with heavy pine forests, with marshes stretching, bronzed aud crimson, in the sun with great jungles of bay bushes, gray with their waxen berries, through j which tiger-lilies flamed, and pink morning-glories and white yarrow were massed together. The spot was so exquisite iu its beauty that it was haunted by artists every year But some of tho owners of the land I became ambitious to give it "a boom." They hoped to tempt city buyers by making it a poor imitation of a city. The treei were cut down; enormous clay streets were run at right angles, sunny marshes, tangles of flowers, crooked and lovely lanes all were swept away; hideous, cheap "Queen Anne" cottages were ranged along the muddy streets, street-cars were run, pool-rooms, livery stables, and candy-shops were opened. The last belated butterfly flapped its wings over the "avenues," searching in vain for a shady nook, and disappeared. The "city" was finished, ready for the people; but the people did not come. They were tired of wide streets and stately houses in winter, aud why should they come to this mean imita tion of them in summer? They went on, like the butterfly, to find quiet and shade with nature. The lots on this place can now be bought for a nominal sum. Beauty is a rare possession; and com mands a high money value. It would be wise, if but from the most sordid motives, to preserve the repose of the wilduess, tho iuimitable charm of nature, which they are iu such eager haste to destroy. Youth's Com panion. Consulteil by Jti<lgo Wudo. An Associate Judge, who sat on the bench with the late Judge "Ben" Wade in Ohio, was once asked how he got along with the presiding law Judge. "Oil, well enough," tho old farmer f said. "Judge Wade only consulted mo once. That was when a case had oc cupied the court tho whole day, and Judge Wade, along in the afternoon, bent down and said to me: •Mr. , don't you find these seats blanked hard?' That's the only time he ever consulted me." — Pittsburgh Dispatch. ANCIENT fans had long handles, BO that ladies used their fans for walking sticks, and it was by no means unusual for testy dames to chastise unruly chil- j dren by beating them with their fan sticks. IT is only when a man is compli- j mented that lie thinks he is seeing him- I self as others see him. j
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