WHERE SLEEP THE JIKA VEf Where Bleep the bravo to night? Ask the pines in n sunny land, Ask the -rasses that wave O'er the dust of a gallant band Laid in a hurried grave. There sloop the brave to night. Where sleep the brave to-night? Ask the waves of the mighty seas, That once the heroes bore; They sing a parting threnody Against the rocky shore. There sleep the brave to-uight. Where sleep the brave to-night? Ask the winds from the starry sky Where holy angels dwell; Tney have roamed where the ashes lie, , And they alone can tell Where the brave sleep to-uight. —[Pittsburg Dispatch, j A Romance of Colo Alloy. BY EItNKST A. YOI'XO. Wa'n'fc it a-qucer, daddy, tliut he should a* happened along jest us he did, and picked me up when I fell on that crossing ami come nigh being run over wid the trucks and carts ? Wa'n't it a queer, daddy?" "Yes, yes, it was a-queer, Judy;" and the old man laughed iu his childish, hys terical fashion. 4 'And wa'n't it odd, too," persisted Judy, in her eagerness to arouse the crip pic to a more enthusiastic demonstration, 4 'that he should a-took sech a shine to me the fust thing, and a fetched me home in a hack, and not axed me a cent for doin' of it? IVa'n't it real romantic, daddy?" "Yes, Judy, it was a-queer," and the cripple laughed again. Then, under a flash of intelligence which was as b; ill iant as it was rare to the weak-minded old man, Daddy Grimes added, — "But it wouldn't a done no good for him to axed ye for pay for a bringin' of ye, long as ye didn't have no money to pay him wid, Judy." This remark was not so gratifying to the young lady's vanity as she could have wished. To have the well-dressed driver of an Armstrong hack show her so much attention, and treat her with such un deniable deference, was an episode of more than ordinary moment iu the exist- 1 once of Judith Grim s. She had always felt a vague yearning for a higher sphere of society than that afforded by Cole Alley, where she lived. "lie didn't kuow but I had a-plenty of money, daddy," said Judy, with a faint flash of resentment in her small, pale eyes. ''Most folks as lives hero ain't very rich," returned the perverse old man, not so much to oppose Judy, because he did not dream how the words cut into her ambitious and senitivc soul, as to make some response to what she was saying. It was a long time since Daddy Grimes had felt any real discontent with the surroundings and denizens of the obscure alley. "He took me for a lady, so he did!" cried Judith, unable longer to restrain her indignation, "lie axed me if I lived close by, he did, and there we was right on Park street, he a-comiu' down anil mc ( a-goin' up. Like enough lie thought I was a lady's maid iu one of the big bug houses on Beacon street or thereabout. Don't I wish I was!" And Judy rolled up her pale eyes iu the ccstacy of contemplation. "I iloosn't know nothin' about Beacon street, nor none of them places. Cole Alley is high-toned enough for mc," said Daddy Grimes. The discussion was stopped at this point by the unceremonious entrance of a tall young mail with a wooden leg, and a broad scar across one cheek. "Hey, Daddy! good mornin', Judv," ; was his double salutation, and he added interest to the last half of it by bestowing a hearty kiss upon the young lady' - freckled cheek. She drew away from him a little scorn fully. "I didn't say yc might, Dan Yokes!" she exclaimed. He gave her a keen , glance to see if her tone was feigned or genuine. "You'd 'a' been offish enough if I'd passed ye by with jest a how-de-do," he returned. "I could 'a' stood it well enough if yc hadn't come a-stumpin' in here, 'thout knockin' nor nothin'. Gentlemens never call on ladies 'thout knockin' afore they come in!" Dan Vokes stared at Judy as though he doubted the evidence of his own senses. Never had she spoken like that to him. She got impatient with Daddy sometimes -and who would not —but to hiin, her affianced husband, she had ever been as affectionate and gentle as heart could wish. Dan was a rough fellow, but he was a trifle sensitive, after all. Judy's rccep-| tion cut him more keenly than his limit- < ed resources of language could express. 1 "What's come over ye, Judy?" he ex- 1 claimed, going up to her and taking one ! of lier large, reel hands in both of his own, which were proportionally larger still. "Nothin'has come over 111 c, as I knows on," was her sullen answer. "Then what makes ye so offish?" "You couldn't understand a lady's fcelin's if I told yc." "Wall, I've got to go to work, and! mabbc ye'll feel more good-natured when I git back ter-night." Dan turned to go; but at the door lie ! was brought to a pause by Judy sudden- j ly coming toward him and saying "You needn't trouble yourself to call tcr-night, nor to-morrer, Mr. Yokes. I'm a'goin' to choose my comp'ny in future. I dout cal'late to stay in Cole Alley all my days, anyhow!" 'I his was delivered with a rapidity that sounded almost like anger, and Dan, 1 mystified, cut to the quick by the un merited rebuff, gave her a single re-: proachful glance and then went out with out a word. Judy covered her face with her hands ; and sobbed hysterically for a few mo ments after he was gone, and then, hast- i ily wiping away her tears, went to her corner of the single dingy apartment, ; which WHS curtained off from the rest by means of a sheet and some ragged cast olf clothing suspended from a pole. The principal part of the room was kitchen, parlor and bedroom for Daddy Grimes all 111 one. It was something in C ole Alley to have a sleeping apartment partitioned off from the living room, even though the division was somewhat frail in ma terial. In half an hour Judy came out "dressed" for the street. She hastily gave Dad ly a very weak broth, with a few crackers, for his breakfast; and then hurried to a restaurant on the ad jacent street, where she was engage J for the day as a scrub-girl. She Was sup plied with food by her temporary em ployer, and received fifty cents for her work besides. Evening found her walking slowly up Park Street, past the spot where she had slipped on the crossing and been assisted by the driver of an Armstrong carriage. Her heart beat fast as she saw the one whom she hoped to meet driving slowly down the steep descent towards Tre mont Street. 'She slackened her pace as the vehicle approached. She saw that the driver was the one who so chival rously aided her, and she felt the warm blood flushing her freckled face aud neck until they burned. She dropped her eyes and advanced with a most modest bearing, until she reached the crossing, then, as she paused for the vehicle to pass, she raised her glauce with an air that was meant to be irre sistibly coy. The" driver had a companion on the scat with him. and they were chatting | and laughing as she looked up. Her j eyes met those which had so quickly 1 gained the power to thrill her soul. She J smiled her recognition aud—but her j smile was frozen into a look of paiu as she saw the driver nudge his companion, j saw them both look at her and laugh, and heard him utter a coarse brutal coiu | ment on her complexion that drove the | blood back to her heart so quickly that j j her head swam and she could barely | J totter across the street. Click, click—clatter, clatter! and the Armstrong hack was gone, joiniug the j multitude of hacks of every description \ that thronged the busy street, and with ' it fled the single bright gleam of romance which had come into the life of Judy ! Grimes. She was hardly conscious of her weary j walk back to Cole Alley; she certainly , did not kuow that a cold rain was driv- ! ing iu her face every yard of the A ay, or that her feet were drenched, and that! she herself was shivering with cold. j "No, Daddy, I ain't hungry to-night," | slic said, in response to the old man's , invitation to join him in his repast. j "There'll be enough for both on us, 1 Judy," he returned. "1 don't want nothin'," she repeated, j "I ain't feeliu' jest right to-night, j Daddy, and I guess I'll go to bed so's to j be up early and find another job iu the morniu'. I didn't find none to-night. There's lots of girls look in' for jobs." With that she retired behind the cloth partition, and fluug herself shivering and miserable on her bed. She did not explain to Daddy that she had spent the time she ought to have occupied with looking for work in going up to Park Street to get a glimpse of the Armstrong hack-driver. , Morning found Judy in a raging fever. The cold storm to which she had exposed ] herself, the insufficient food which had been her portion for a long time, with the intense disappointment she had suf fered the evening before resulted in the most natural way. She crawled out and tried to kindle a Ihe to warm Daddy's broth, but the kind lings wouldn't burn. 4 'Never mind, Judy," said the old [ man, "I can eat it cold. But you ough- j ter take some. There's enough, Judy." But even her appetite was gone then, and she crawled back to her bed, and ; stayed there all day, scarcely knowing j how the hours passed. She thought that j daddy must be hungry, but she had not j the strength to get him the broth. The j truth was, daddy had taken the last of j the broth in the morning, but paugs of' hunger would have to reach the limit of his endurance before he would disturb her then. In Judy's brain was the wildest jum ble of strange thoughts, in which Arm- I strong vehicles, and jeering drivers, and reproachful Dan Yokes were indiscrimi- ( natcly mixed up. ( She saw many faces amid her dream like vagaries, but all of them jeered at her except Dan Yokes, lie looked sad and reproachful, but never unkind. She seemed to see him more and more, and then she heard Daddy Grimes calling to her. Night had come again, and in another moment, as it seemed, it was morning again. ! "Daddy must be very hungry!" she feebly exclaimed, and tried to get up. But she sank back again, her head throb- ! bing. i "If Dan would only come!" she mut tered. "If Dan would only come, only : come," was the refrain that kept running in her head after that, and more than ; once it was on her lips. When he did come she could never I have told, for the first she knew he was by her side, and urging her to eat some thing he had brought for her. i "Eat, Judy—ye must have something to keep up ycr strength," said Dan, forcing a morsel betwixt her lips. It was a strange delicacy for a fever patient, who had taken no food for two days, but it was the most delectable, in the estimation of Dan Yokes, of anything , that money would buy. I "Have another mouthful, Judy," he urged, "I got one whole lobster for dad dy, and 'nother for you, 'cause Ical'lated you must be hungry. Eat, Judy, cat, and ye'll be stout as a pairo' horses afore . night 1 That's the talk, Judy! Eat— -1 eat!" j It is said a special Providence protects children. So there must the simple peo ! pie of all ages as well, else Judy Grimes , could not have survived Dan's kinducss. ! All that day Dan's wooden leg stumped in and out of the miserable room, which was the best home Daddy and Judy had known for many a day. He brought them more food than they could eat in a I week, and as a large portion of it con i sisted of the richest pastries he could buy at a Imkeshop, he must have come very | near killing them with kindness. In a day or two Judy was able to wait upon herself and Daddy, and she began I to talk about going out to look for a j job. j 44 I've found yea job, Judy, that ye ■ can keep," said Dan when he came in that night. "You found me one, Dan?" slie asked. 41 Yes—awaitin' on table at a place up street a piece. It a'int a tony place, but it'll be stiddy. They'll let ye fetch a i heap of nice stuff home to Daddy, and ye'll git two dollars a week and three S square meals every day! Think, Judy!' Three square meals every day for you i and Daddy! Hooray!" and Dan Yokes danced a weird sort of hornpipe, which ! was characterized chiefly by a fearful | clattering of the wooden leg upon £lic lloo*'. Judy accepted the situation humbly enough, and not a word was said about the rebuff she had given Dan upon that : memorable day of her folly—for nearly a year. Then, when he urged her to set an early wedding day, she hid her freck led face on his shoulder and burst into tears. " Yc won't want me to set no weddin' day, ever, when i come to tell ye somc -1 thing that I can't keep back any longer," t j she sobbed. f J 44 Come, Judy, brace up, and don't act i like that," said Dan. I 44 But you'll hate mc when I come to j tell ye." 44 NOUC O' that nonsense, Judy. You're a reg'lar daisy of a gal, Judy, and there ■ can't nothin' make uie say any different." * | "But you don't know, Dan, why 1 sent you off that time, and told ye ye needn't come any more, nor how I got that awful cold that made me sick, and if ye hadn't 1 taken pity on me I'd a-died, for shore!" | Dan raised her face and looked square- i ly into her pale eyes. What a homely, ridiculous, grotesque-looking couple to | love and pity and forgive, and be .senti mental, just ns though they were akin to the rest of the human race who lived up , town in houses and apartments, and down-town in garrets and rookeries. And yet they did all these things, as though they had the God-given right t** j do them. | "Yc needn't tell me what I knows I a'ready, Judy," said Dan. " D'ye s'pose • I was goiu' off 'thout find in' out what | j had made ye so offish? That wouldn't I been like Dan Yokes. What he did was | ter watch ye that day, and when ye was , ! liangiu' 'round tryin' to get a bow from j I that hack driver, Yokes was a stumpin' along behind ye with his wooden leg! | j Yokes was mad, though. But he j | couldn't hold out, when ye come to be | j sick, nohow. That's all, Judy, except— | hooray for the weddin'!" A wedding in Cole Alley? Yes, and a whole romance there, too.—[Yankee I Blade. A Floating Tabernacle. j In North St. Louis a boat is being built for a somewhat novel purpose. It is a flatboat of two decks, which is be- . 1 ing equipped by the Free Will Baptists ' ; for mission work along the Mississippi ; river and its tributaries. It will be used j for combined tabernacle, floating Bethel and colporteur work, and is expected to ! devote its attention to the towns and cities along the banks of all navigable streams in the Mississippi system, stop- I ping from one to four weeks at each point. The work of the Gospel Tuber j nacle iu a large tent was started in May, i 1889, by this denomination and met with 1 remarkable success. The twin sister of ! ; this tabernacle is the floating Bethel, ' j which combines the best features of the tabernacle works with lodgings on the j I second deck of the craft, where the bauds ! of Christian workers are provided with a I comfortable home. Three bands of workers will inhabit the boat, namely: j One band to hold daily meetings in the 1 Bethel for the benefit of all classes of i river men and residents along the river; another baud to hold daily meetings iu the tabernacle, which will be erected in such towns or cities as are visited, and a ! third band, which will visit families and j distribute evangelical literature. The boat itself aud the Christian bauds will ! Vie under the direction of Rev. M. A. | Shepherd, who, for twenty-five years, ' has been a minister of the Gospel. It is proposed to drift down the river during the winter and visit the Southern towns. | Next spring the floating Bethel will be ! towed up the Mississippi to St. Paul and will stop at the cities in the North dur ing the warmer months, again dropping j down to the South with the return of I winter. —[New Orleans Times-Democrat. , How our Navy Used to Shoot. ; The proficiency of American gunnery I ; in this war of 1812, is perhaps best illus- i trated by the Constitution's first action, ' i with the Gucrricre, in which she was 1 hulled but three times, while her antag- i | onist, to use the words of her command- | or, was reduced to a "perfect wreck" within forty minutes from the time the j Constitution began to fire. This battle I occurred on August 19, 1812. In her action with the Java, December 29, 1812, off the coast of Brazil, the | Constitution was hulled but four times, and with the exception of her maintop- j sail yard she did not lose a spar. The | Java, on the other hand, was "totally dismasted," while her hull was so sliat- ! tered and pierced with shot-holes that it was impossible to get her to the harbor j of San Salvador, which was only a few ' hours' sail. In her action with the Cyano and Le- I vnnt the forces opposed were: Constitu- ; j tion, 51 guns with 1287 pounds of metal; British, 55 guns with 1508 pounds of metal. In this extraordinary action the Constitution was hulled only thirteen ! times, while the Cyane had every brace and bow-line cut away, "her and , rnizzen masts left in a tottering state, and other principal spars wounded, sev eral shot in the hull, nine or ten between wind and water." The Levant also was | roughly handled. Before dismissing the subject of gun . nery we should take into consideration; 1. The inferior quality of American can- j noil and shot. 2. The deficiency in . weight of American shot. 3. The fact that in two of the four actions between single ( j frigates the English used French cannon r and shot, which were eight per cent. ' ; heavier than their nominal English ,! equivalents.—[Century. A Great Prison at Night. As one rushes by Sing Sing in a Cen tral Hudson train a glance can be had'of the main prison building. At night rows of lights can be seen, lights that illumine the long galleries upon which ate the cells in which the convicts sleep, and the thought at once arises that the big building is alive with moving figures, keepers with loaded rifles guarding each gallery, on the alert for \ any outbreak. After 9 o'clock not a i sound is heard. The "all right" bell is | sounded at 5:20 every night, the day I keepers are replaced by a few night men, the convicts are locked in their | cells, iron entrance doors take the place of the wooden ones during the day, and the prison is closed for the night. Even I to the warden's residence, where dinner is served at G, the influence of the quiet ' extends, and about 9 o'clock evcryoue | is asleep or apparently so. With 1,539 I people in that vast inclosure not a sound | is heard except the tread of the night I guards or the plashing of the river i against the bulkheads.—[New York I World. Paper Gaspipe. Paper tubes arc coming into use in 1 Europe for carrying gas, water and elec- j trie cables, and sonic of the latest sum- i pies of these pipes now being exhibited iu Yienua are highly spoken of. The method of their manufacture is curious and interesting. The width of the paper is equal to the length of a given pipe. The paper runs first through molten as phalt and is rolled upon a mandril of wood, the size of which determines the i inside diameter of the pipe. When cool j l , the mandril is removed and the inside of ( • the tube is covered with a kind of . enamel, the composition of which is kept secret. The outside is covered with a . bituminous lacquer and sand, and it is sahl that a comparatively thin pipe .vill withstand a very powerful pressure.— [New Voik Journal. MARYLAND proposes honoring the ; foundation of the commonwealth in March, 1(534, probably on the date of the 1 settlement of St. Mary's. A handsome t monument with suiti.blc historical iu t script ions is preparing. THE JOKER'S BUDGET.[ I ! JESTS AND YARNS BY FUNNY MEN OF THE PRESS. Wedded Bliss- Too Thin—Not a | Liar—No Ground the Cause—En gaging: Ways, Etc., Etc. WEDDED BLISS. I Mrs. Mulvaney—An' how do yer bus- j band au' ycrsclf get along together, Mrs. I O'Brien? Good, I hope. I Mrs. O'Brien—Oh, vis; very good, j Mrs. Mulvaney. Here we've bin married j go in' on six months, an' I ain't had to j call in the police but twice.—[Life. TOO THIN. j Young lady—Did you make an excuse for me, Mary, when Mr. Joucs called? Hired Girl—l did. miss. | " What did you say? " " I said you were in bed with a tooth ache." 44 Mercy 1 And he knows every tooth in my head is false." NOT A I.IAIt. Landlord Hooks (of the Tanner j | House) —Can you refer me to a work j from which I can learn how the ancients j constructed those catapults that would j ■ throw stones half a mile? I Friend—Don't believe I can. Why i do you want such information? Hooks—Well, you see, I've advertised that the Tanner House is within a stone's throw of the depot, and now I have got to rig up some plan for throwing that stone. lam enterprising, but I am not a liar.—[Munsey's Weekly. NO GROUND THE CAUSE. I "On what ground, Mr. Cautious, do you propose to break our engagement?" j "There is no ground, Miss Bellows; • | that's the trouble. 1 had supposed, when ! 1 wc became engaged, you owned a large farm. ' —[Epoch. A HARD CASE. I A Fort-st. car, which was traveling the ' northerly end of its route, was hailed by ! a bareheaded and excited housewife, who j said to the conductor as the car came to a stop: "On, sir, you and the driver and all the passengers come into my house as quick I us ever you can!" I "What's the matter?" ! "It's perfectly awful, sir! T opened j the stair door and a mouse ran into the sitting-room, and he's there yet. That's | my daughter cryiug in the back yard, ! and that's the poor baby yelling in the kitchen, and bring your revolver and a club and " | The conductor rang two bells and the ' car rolled on.—[Detroit Free Press. ENGAGING WAYS. I Miss Snipperton—Miss Flippante was liance to no less than four men at the same time last summer. 1 Miss Quipperton—Well, you know she | has such engaging ways. HE OBJECTED. Mrs. Bowers—Shall we have a cele bration on our tin wedding, my dear ? Mr. Bowers—Oh, goodness, no! Just think of the lot of tin horns that the people might bring for the use of the youngster. A thousand times no!— [Munsey's Weekly. A FREQUENT STRIKER. | Gnzzam—Snodgrass is on a strike again. | Maddox—ls ho? Gazzain—Yes; he struck me for $lO | this morning. AMBIGUOUS. j Pilkupson—l tell you, Koltover, that ; youngest boy of mine is a geuius iu his way. [ Koltover (who knows the prodigy)— ■ Yes; and in everybody else's. CHANCE FOR ARGUMENT. Cultured Mother—Did you write to j the tailor about that suit of clothes? Small Son —Yes, ma; here's the letter. I i C. M.—Mercy! You've spelled suit i soot. S. S. lsn't that right? ! C. M.—Of course not. Soot is the black stuff I S. S.—These * clothes arc of black) stuff. j C. M.—But soot is the black stuff that' ! gathers in u chimney. The word you i should use is s-u-i-t. It comes from the 1 French, and means set. S. B.—But these clothes don't set. j That's why we're sending 'em back, i —[Good News. THE RIGHT MAN FOR THE PLACE. | Will Putougb—Cutaway, who is that j nice clerical-looking old gentleman that called around yesterday with a statement I of my account? | Cutaway (the tailor) —That is Professor ! Muslee, the famous collector of antiqui- I tics. I have just engaged him. —[Puck. A FIGHTER. "Your son has joined the Four Hun dred and Fourteenth Regiment, I hear." i 4 4 Yes." 4 'ls ho likely to make a good soldier?" 44 Yes, indeed. John is a lighter. Not j afraid of anybody. Why, he knocked j his captain down the other night for ! reprimanding him."—[Bazar. A QUICK CHANGE OF TUNE. Boy of the Neighborhood—Wot's yer i j name? I New Boy—Jim Ilodgc. Wot's yourn? 44 Tom Kadger. Got any big . brothers?" t4 No." 44 Father and mother b'long to church?" "Yes; but I don't. I know what yer a-driviu' at. If ye want to tight I kin do I ye up in two minutes." (Adapting himself to changed condi j tion of things.) 44 Let's you an' me go an' lick Bob' I Burnham." —[Chicago Tribune. THE POWER OF ORATORY. Primus—Johnston intimated to mc | I just now that ho had been the orator of j many brilliant occasions. How do you suppose lie managed to hold his uudi- j ence? Secundus—By the buttonhole, I imag ine. A SMALL MATTER. r* Young Ledy (out yachting)— What is the matter, Captain Quarterdeck? Captain—The fact is, my dear young ! j lady, we've broken our rudder. Young Lady—l wouldn't worry about that. The rudder is mostly under water anyhow, you know, and it isn't likely people will notice it.—[New York Weekly. NOT THE HAND HARRY WANTED. "Papa, young Harry Samson is coming | to see you to night." 44 What for?" "To ask you for my hand." "Well, shall I give it to him?" 4 'Yes. I have just heard that he pro- 1 poscil to Helen Armstrong and was re jected last week. Give it to him, papa, i for all you are worth." —[Harper's Ba zar. 'inn REASON OF ITS DANGER. Gagg9—Now, do you really think ice water & dangerous? I Waggs—Yo3, in the winter, when the ice is thin. KEPT HIS PLEDGE. Foggs—l have never vet been able to , : stand up to a New Year's resolution. | Boggs— lam proud to say my pledge j for 181)0 has been kept sacredly. Foggs—What was it pray? i Boggs—l quit quitting.—[Bazar. HIS SACRIFICE. I ... 7. j Highwayman (to deaf individual) — j Money or your life. ! Deaf Individual (in carriage with wife) i —What's that? Money or my wife. Well, then, take my wife. NO CYCLOPEDIA. "I tell my wife every thing." "I don't." "You ought to." ! "I can't." i "Why not?" "I don't know every thing." HE GOT THERE. I Paterfamilias—This won't do, young i ' man; you arc altogether too late getting j away when you call on my daughter. I Young Man—Oh, but sir, haven't you ; kept track of how early 1 always come? ! —[Judge. HE SOUGHT IN VAIN. 4 'Five years ago," began the stranger to Wentman, 44 1 sought that woman to be my wife. I believed her congenial, ' light-hearted and beautiful. Has our married life been pleasant? No!" 4t No? Why not?" asked Wentman. j "Why not? Because she declined to marry mc, of course!"—[American I Grocer. THE VALUE OF THE INITIATIVE. I I She—Miss Perkins is very intellectual, i to bo sure, but why should she wish to be a man ? He—Well, her chances for matrimony would be vastly increased, don't you see? , HINT TO A RORK. Borum—l fear I let in some cold air : when I opened the door. Business Mail—lt is not the cold air j that you let in that I object to. HEK MOTTO. Gurloy—My adorable one, will you marry me? Adorable one—Sorry, but I promised another gentleman a while ago. First come, lirst served, you know. WANTED ONE MORE. Customer—What is this, waiter? Waiter—Just what you ordered, sir— pea soup. Customer—Please bring me another pea as a side dish.—[Boston Herald. SHE WAS TIRED. He—l always pay as I go. She (yawning)— Well, how is it that when you are paying attentions you never go? WITHOUT ADVERTISING. "Ah, good morning!" said the early bird to the worm. "Looking for a job?" 44 That's what. Any thing I can do | for you?" 44 Yes, you'll about fill the bill, I think."—[Brooklyn Life. Old Parr. November 15th, 1035, were buried in ' Westminister Abbey, London, England, the remains of Thomas Parr, 4, 01 d Parr," who was born at Wilmington, ! Alberbury parish, Shropshire, in 1483, I andthus attained the age of 152 years, j This is as though one living to-day had been born in IT3B, when George 11. was ' | King of the loyal colony of New York, I ) the same year George 111. was born and > j a college was founded at Princeton in I the Jerseys; when Louis XV. reigned i over our French neighbors and the great | Frederick of Prussia was yet Crown , Prince, and Maria Thjrcsa sat secure on j her throne under the treaty of Vienna, ! : signed November 18 of that year, 1838, and Spanish warships enforced the right | of search against English merchantmen, j and the foundation of British empire in i the East had not yet been laid by ( live, i I nor had Cameron of Lochiel followed the j Young Pretender to Cullodcn the same 1 year I.ouisboiirg was captured by colo- j nial troops under William Pepperell. | That i.s the kind of a life-time Old Parr ( covered with his 152 years, who, con- ; versing with Charles 1., had been born before the Reformation, under llenry VII., nine years before the discovery of America. "At the age of 105 Parr was obliged, in consequence of an intrigue with Catherine Milton, whom ho after ward married as his second wife, to do • penaucc in a white sheet at the door of . the parish church at Alberbury. When presented to Charles I. at court, that monarch remarked to him: "You have lived longer than other men; what have you done more than other men?" Parr's reply was: 44 1 did penance when I was a hundred years old." —[New York Bun. Cable and Electric Roads. On August 1, 1873, early in the morn ing, the first trial trip of the cable rail way system was made in Ban Francisco. ! The inventor was A. 8. Hallidle. To day, after seventeen years, there are forty-four cable railways in the United j States. In August, 1884, the first elec- i trie railway was started in Cleveland, Ohio, on the Bcntly Knight conduit j system. To-day, after six years, there arc 2(53 electric railways in operation or j under construction iu this country. | These figures would seem to indicate that the electric railway has advantages which the cable has not. The one great | advantage of the cnble is that it can ' | overcome grades which arc insurmount- I I able by the other systems, but this ad- 1 j vantage is rapidly being overcome, for : I the efficiency of the electric motor is be- | ing so wonderfully enhanced that steep- ; er and steeper grades are being sur mounted. There is no question that 1 electricity will furnish the motive power for nil street railways in the very near future.—[Electric Journal. The Mexican is the Ideal Socialist. The Mexican is the only natural-born bred-in-the-bone socialist in the world. He has never read up on the subject; he : never hears our long-haired ranters voci ferating about the beauties of their sys tem, nevertheless he is the ideal socialist, } .;nil, although lie is not up to the average in arithmetic, lie knows the rule of divi i sion to a nicety. The average Mexican j will share his blanket and his last loaf or penny with you, should you need it, but 1 if you have any tiling you are expected I to be fully as liberal; if you don't, ho i compels your liberality by taking your possessions away from you forcibly. Iu short, if you have not, he gives; if you have, he takes, whether or no.—[Chi cago Times HOMING PIGEONS. ; SOMETHING ABOUT THEIR - HAUNTS AND HABITS They are Keen-Eyecl and Intelligent —Some Very Remarkable Journeys ( and Feats of Endurance. ] One of the most attractive features of ( 1 the recent American Institute Fair in • 1 this city was an exhibition of something j 1 like a thousand homing pigeons. The birds were the property of the various i members of the Federation of American I ) Homing Pigeon Fanciers. The exhib- j ition at the Fair was the tenth annual j j show of the kind which has been held j by the owners of homing pigeons. j Of the thousands of persons who fol- | lowed the line of cages wherein the beauties of the air were confined, there j was not more than one out of a hundred whohad even a faint idea of the nature j of these home-loving birds, or who did > not apply to them the familiar but in- j I correctly used name of "carriers." | The carrier pigeon is the bird of song and story. It has a ribbon about its neck j and a scented love knot hanging upon its white breast; and when it is pictured, most likely it is about to leave the hand of some fair maid on a mission of flirta- , tion. The homing pigeon is not this kind of i a bird. It is a creature of action, gifted ; ; with the highest intelligence, the keenest j sight, a tenacious memory,and a supreme ; I love of home. This last-named charac teristic is the incentive which gives ! power to the other faculties of the bird and enables it to cover thousands of ; j iniles of strange country, always in a di- I rect line for its home. It is a well-known I fact that a homing pigeon has only one j home, and within that home only one ! pereli. Birds which have been caught , and held for years, have, upon being ' liberated, sailed into the air and returned i to the one spot they knew as home, j It is little known that within the im mediate vicinity of New York pigeons ! are more widely used as couriers than .in any other part of the country. A j | hunter occasionally finds in his game- j | bag a bird of "refined" plumage and differing in frame from the dove and other pigeons he may have shot. A I closer examination reveals to him a num- I her on a narrow band of metal about the i ! bird's leg close to the claw. He has shot a wanderer returning home, and often along the quill of the wing has been found a message. Homing pigeons arc used extensively for business purposes, as well as in war i and love. The "Angel of the Siege," a j j bird which made many a journey to Paris j j when the Germans had closed all the j j gates, is celebrated in history and verse. j I A. De Cordova, the Wall street broker, | during the summer months has employed the homing pigeons to convey messages ! of the stock reports lrom New York to his summer residence at North Branch. | The system was a great success. Even longer distances are covered by these swift and sure flyers. The home of many ! a manufacturer is brought very close to him by bird flight, while for obtaining 1 news of yacht racing from the yachts j themselves no other means has been ' found practicable. Many interesting stories arc told of the wonderful feats of endurance and intel ligence accomplished by homing birds. Three of the five birds having 1,000- mile records were shown at the fair. ! They were Petroleum, the property of George 11. Bowerman, Newark ; Waxcin, belonging to VV. B. Garrabrandts, also I of Newark, and Montgomery, a bird | from the lofts of J. It. Husson, New : York. The flight of Petroleum and | Waxcm is of great interest, as their i records stand unbroken. It is told as i follows: On the morning of August 0, 1889, twelve birds were liberated at Mississippi City, Miss. They were owned by George "\V. Bowerman, W. B. Garrabrandts, Ben Elwcll and AVni. Bennett, members of the Newark Fine Homing Club, of I Newark, N. J. The morning was clear and beautiful, a very light breeze blow ing towards the south. The birds rose 200 feet, paused in air a moment and 1 sailed away in a bee line for their homes, ; 1,0l)H miles away. The first bird heard of was one Wizard, belonging to Mr. Bowerman. It had been shot on August 11, at West Point, Miss. This Wizard i was one of the gamest birds that ever ' soared the air. llalf of his lower bill I had been shot away in the June previous ! to his death while on a flight of 300 miles; but not withstanding his wound he reached his loft, his hill shattered and his breast eoverc 1 with blood, which had flown from the wound and hardened as he tlew. Other birds were trapped. One had flown to a porch at Seneca Mills, Md. A Miss Mag ah a caught the pigeon, and finding it to be a homer notified the race secretary. Later the bird was liber ated and went on its way. Both Waxem and Petroleum were trapped in the same county of Pennsylvania. Both were liberated at the same time, after having j a rest of several days, and both made their lofts in Newark in due time. Petroleum is a silver cock of rather small size, thick set, with a plump round head and eyes of remarkable brilliancy. He has been a flyer ever since he was j sure of a good coat of feathers. On one ! of his early pilgrimages from Wilming j ton, Del., the bird returned covered with 1 petroleum—hence his name. Petroleum was a half-brother of Wizard, the ganicy j little bird spoken of above, j Another incident of the strength of thr j homing instinct in these pigeons is told j of a bird belonging to Mr. Baldwin. A gentleman walking in the country with a j retriever dog as liis companion was as j tonished by seeing in his pet's mouth a pigeon. Upon examination the bird was found to bear a number and the owner's ; name upon the wing. Mr. Baldwin was ; notified. The gentleman into whose | hands the bird had fallen was requested to keep the pigeon until it had recovered, and then to liberate it. Tho i>ir<l was I petted and its wouud healed; then its j cage was opened. The following day the bird arrived at the loft of its owner and took its place on its accustomed perch. It was supposed tint the bird had flown beyond its strength, had fal len to the ground, and was resting when seized by the dog. I The Federation of American Homing I Pigeon Fanciers, which is an organiza ' tion uniting the several clubs of the country, was founded in 1880. I'nder its rules and by the personal supervision of a race secretary, appointed by the Federation, all competitive laces arc conducted and all birds flown. The owner of homing pigeons and members of the association arc supplied with num bered leg hands, which arc put upon the birds when very young. A careful reg ister of these numbers is kept by the Secretary, so that at any time the owner of a bird found by a stranger and bear ing a certain number about its leg may be ascertained by applying to this secre tary. 1 tegular races are flown each year, the old birds contesting in tho early summer aud the spring birds flying [during the month of September. For these races ft is necessary to train the birds as an ath lete would be trained before a long run. —[New York World. A Text to Fit Each Case. A tired-looking man applied to a country clergyman for work. He was sent to dig potatoes. At the end of two hours the minister went out to see how the work advanced. He found that the man had uncovered at least two quarts of the tubers. "Well," said the parson, "you don't believe in injuring yourself, do you?" f "Oh," replied the laborer, "I work according to Scripture." "Where in the Bible can you find any thing that justifies your taking two hours to dig two quarts of potatoes?" "Why this: 'Let your moderation be known to all men.'" The minister thought this rather witty, ; and took him in to dinner. The mod crate worker did not prove to be a mod- I crate eater; in fact, lie cleared the table. | "You don't seem to eat according to j your text," said the clergyman, aghast, ! seeing the dinner disappearing like mist before the sun. i "No," replied tho tired man, plying his knife and fork faster than ever, "I have another text for this: 'Whatever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy i might.'"—[New York Tribune. Cutwork Again in Fashion. Outwork, now in fashion again, was 1 especially dear to the heart of Queen Elizabeth. Her ruffs were trimmed with cutwork of lilies, spangled with seed ' pearls, and a mantle was overwrought with roses and pomegranates and crowns. This work, strictly speaking, is formed ! of stuff gummed to a network of threads. The pattern is outlined with buttonhole stitching, The stuff afterward cut from | around the design, leaving the network ito forma background. There are several i modifications of cutwoik, and all European nations seem to have employed j it more or less extensively, i Italian cutwork is very ancient, and ! figures largely in old chronicles. Cut work on linen is a Danish industry, but the most perfect linen cutwork comes from Sweden. It is a favorite industry of the Swedes, and is taught in the schools. Heavy linen carving cloths, all bordered with cutwork, a pattern of vine leaves outlined with course white linen floss, and the outer edge of the , leaves cut away, being particularly effec tive.—[New York Star. From Slavery to Affluence. ' The will of the late Uoswell J. Jeffries has been admitted to probate by Surro gate Adlington. The deceased was a i slave before the war aud often related in the prayer meetings which he attended some of his experiences and the incidents of his conversion to Christianity in his early life. Upon obtaining his freedom j he came to this city and bought a small ! farm upon what was then the outskirts of the city and which has since beeu built up into the fine residence section now hounded by Park avenue, Brighton | avenue, Meigs and ltowley streets. Al ,! though real estate speculators reaped i some of the benefit of the tremendous i increase in the value of this i property, Mr. Jeffries was at his death a ! rich man. He lived to the advanced age . of ninety years. His wife aud four chil j drcu survive him. The exact value of his estate is not known, but it is certain | ly over SOO,OOO. —[Rochester (N. Y.} I Post-Express. •j Squirrels in Corn Cribs. I . . j r lhore is no kind of vermin that makes j worse havoc among corn than does the , common red squirrel. One of our carl- I iest experiences was in catching a squirrel j that had made its way into the corn • | crib, and had carefully selected the braid . ; of ears hung at the top of the crib for seed corn the subsequent spring. Taking _ | down ear by ear the squirrel had stripped ; all the soundest grains from the cob, i eating out the chit or germ, and leaving ' the larger part of the kernel to be used for hog feed. It is the peculiarity of the squirrel's ravages that he eats • only the chit, though the active field . I mice are liable to do the same when grain iis plentiful. We have known squitrcls j to make their way into house lofts to cat ( i the seed coin hung up to dry against tho i chimneys. Any corn that the squirrel j cats, unless badly pinched by hunger, is sure to be of the best.—[Boston Cultiva tor. The Czar is a Nimrod. Czar Alexander 111. is a great hunter, a real Nimrod, who docs not like the of ficial huntings, in the course of which ; animals are driven by foresters just under J the hunters' guns. At the recent hunt : ing at Spain, in Russia, a deer came out from under the brush, near the Czar, who was about to shoot it, when suddenly r General Tchevcrine, commandant of the 1 Imperial Guard and an outspoken sol . dier, exe'aimed: " You know, Majesty, they have just led the deer here with a • string!" "Well," cried the Czar, Half laughing and half angry, "do they take i! me for Louis XIV.?" And, lowering his i i gun, he let the deer quietl/ pass away. : But he left on the next morning with I only two or three i.crsons of his suite, in ( order to enjoy the chase on hunting grounds not managed in such an easy and official manner.—[New York i Tribuue. The Welsh Fasting Girl. Sarah Jacob was known as the "Welsh Fasting Girl." She had pains in the stomach during the year 1807, and these paius were followed by hysterical spasms. She refused to take food, auu the story was eventually circulated throughout London that she fasted for sixteen months. A corps of trained nurses from Guy Hospital was sent to watch Sarah, At the end of five days the doctors insisted that the fast be given up. They said tho girl was dying. The parents decHred the girl was only in her usual state dur ing a fast. On the sixth day the girl died of star vation. The father and mother were sentenced for manslaughter.—[New York Journal. Underground London. Underground London is far more won derful than underground Paris. Take, for example, its 3,000 miles of sewers, its 34,000 miles of telegraph wires, its 4,500 miles of water mains, its 3,200 miles of gas pipes, all definitely fixed. Yet not even these compare with the vast cellar age area beneath the feet ot pedestrians. In Oxford and Regent streets alone the capacity is said to exceed 140 acres,— ! [Chicago Herald.
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