COURAGE. Wounded! I know it, my brother, The sword hath pierced thy heart; Courage! in silent endurance Pluy thou the hero's part. Make no sad plaint or moaning, Smile as in days before; Wrap thy man tie around thee, Cover the bleeding sore. Fight! yea. fight with God-weapons, Give blow no blow—hut smile; Head UP' step out! march steudy! Tramping the long Lite mile. Brother, the road thou'rt treading Thy Captain Himself trod; Shrink not, if His order come ringing, "Forward! the city for God!" Flinch not, though comrades befalling, Though loudly death-drums beut; The Buglers of God are sounding "Forward! and no retreat!" Pledged to follow thy Captain, Through good report or ill; With a ( beer take the post Bet thee, Rejoice to do His will. Rejoice, if He think thee worthy To front the fiercest foe; And wrap thy cloak around thee, Thy wound let no man know. —(A. H. Begbie. A Heroine of the Late. BY EDMUND COLLINS. The north shore of Lake Superior, not I very fur from Prince Arthur's Landing, | was a large granite rock, about twenty j square yards in area, which stood di rectly in the line of steamers and coast- | ers passing up and down the lake. It ! stood only a few feet above the water ■ level, and a9 eight or ten ships had struck ! against it on dark nights and in thick weather, going almost immediately to the bottom, the Dominion Government decided to build a lighthouse upon it. The building was made of stout oak timber und tne whole structure was se cured to heavy stringers, which were bolted and fastened to the rock as firmly as architectural skill could devise. The top of the lantern was made of heavy ; sheets of copper riveted firmly together ; | the bars were of hammered steel and the panes, which were diamond-shaped, were of glass nearly half an inch thick. ; The light was a revolving red-and-white, ! flashing once a minute, ana the machin ery was built of steel, brass and Swedish iron, the whole weighing eight or ten tons, stood on the top floor of the tower. That part of the coast where the island lay was so dangerous and the sea ran so high over the rocks in a gale that the Government sought long for a keeper ! and could not find one with courage enough to undertake so perilous a duty, j But at last Joshua Alcott accepted the Government's offer, taking with him his 1 daughter Gypsy, who was just lfl years j old, and all Lis worldly goods out to the desolate rock. The lighthouso lay ' about three quarters of a mile from the shore, but there were not many days in winter that a small boat could laud at : the rock. Gypsy Alcott and her father j moved there in August, when the weather was calm; nevertheless, when the wind rose at night during the first j month's resideuce there, and the sea whooped and boomed about the base of: the tower, the father and daughter trem-; bled with dread. One day late in September the light- j keeper and his daughter got into their j little boat and rowed to the nearest set- | tlement. The father had some business ; to do a couple of miles distant in the settlement, and as they hauled the boat up at the dock he said to his daughter: I "Now, Gypsy, I shall be back in a 1 couple of hours, so do not be far from here when I get back. We cannot trust the weather, and it isn't looking very well now.'* Then he hurried away, and Gypsy ran off to visit some of her friends. She visited three or four houses during 1 the next hour, and then the skies grew dark. Great airaies of clouds gathered to windward and trooped across the heavens, and up the lake the storm had struck the water, turning the blue, drowsy surface into racing white-caps. : When Gypsy noticed this she started up and exclaimed: "Oh, the storm is rising, and papa cannot get back before it is too rough to ! cross the lighthouse. I will row over alone. Someone come and help me to launch the boat." ller friends advised her to remain until her father came, but she said that it was going to be a wild night and the lamps must be lighted. Three or four of the villagers followed 1 her down to the dock, but when they j reached there the wind was whistling and shrieking and the lake between the shore and the island had been already aroused by the wind. One of the vil I lagers said: "My girl, your boat can't live to reach the island now; look at those white caps. ! Better wait until our father comes back." • "But it will be worse soon; I want to • get off at once; will not ono of you," j looking appealingly at the group, "row across with me, four oars arc so much quicker than two!" But no one re- ! sponded to her request, and two of them 1 were moving away homeward, when Gypsy cried out passionately: "I suppose you will help me to launch my boat?" Still they made no sign to 1 assist her, and running impetuously at the boat, she gave it a strong push, which sent it down the spruce ways and into the j boiling surf. "Look here, girl," shouted the oldest i man in the party, "no skiff can live out ! in that sea now; wait for your father." "It will get worse, and by the time [ papa comos it will ho impossible to go over; I must be there to light the lights," and saying this she pushed the boat off with her pole, then sat upon the thwart, seized her sculls and rowed out | into the angry water. She made a very brave picture with the drift of spray driving over her, like a rain-storm, her hair loosened in the wind like a dark , flag. The waves rolled so as to strike j the boat on the side, so wheuever she ! saw a billow larger than the rest she pulled her little skiff around to meet it head on, and the tiny cockle mounted i the roaring crest like a water fowl. She ; had had much experience in rowing on ' the lake in smooth as well as pretty j rough weather, so now in the teeth of this fierce gale she handled the oars with ' a sure, sturdy grip and the boat respon- j ded to every pressure of her wrist. The j fishermen stood togetner abashed as they | saw the bravo girl move further and j further out through the roaring storm and drift. They felt ashamed of them selves for their cowardice for refusing to ! go in the boat with this young lion- ' eartcd girl; but they shuddered j saw the great white topped billows rol- >, ling toward the little boat and every 1 ininuto threatening to swamp it. As for Gypsy she had no fear, though the fcam swept over her boat in a con- stant stream, and was half full of water. Any faltering of her nerves would now be fatal, and she kept constantly watch ing the seas, which every minute were growing more furious, and swinging her skiff around to meet them head-to. The sun had set, and in the gloom which be gan to gather over the noisy water she could see the rock and the lighthouse not far away looming darkly through the spray. Two or three more shipments of water over the low quarter an<i then the girl was in the shelter of the rock. Springing lightly from the bow and carrying the painter with her she ran up to the windlass and drew her boat high out of the water and secured it as firmly as she could. The sea had already com menced to boom against the roek, and at each shock columns of spray were flung up to half the height of the tower j on the windward aide. The evening; was made so dark by the storm that j Gypsy knew the light should be lighted at once; moreover, she could just see about a half mile to windward a ship whose course lay along by the island. She tripped lightly up the tower, the wind shrieking by the building, aud in a few moments the ruddy light gleamed out upon the sea. Then as the darkness deepened, the ship, showing her lights, passed safely by the ledge under close reefed sails and Gypsy felt herself all alone in the midst of this wilderness of raging sea. When the great iron weight was wound up and the lantern panes wiped, she set the fans of the balance wheel to regulate the revolution of the flashes and went down to the basement of the tower. There she laid upon the tabic some cold lake fowl, bread and butter, and then brewed herself a cup of fragrant coffee. Before supper was ended she knew the maddened waters had burst over the rock and were striking the tower, for she could feel it quiver. She sat there for | nearly two hours reading a book, but the i fury of the gale increased constantly and I the tower sLook so violently under the ' pounding of the thundering sea that she j grew alarmed, and closing her book took her brass lump and went up to the lanteru to look out to sea. She stood upon the trimming path or grated iron I footway that ran around inside the lan- ' tern. The piercing light shining upon I the sea revealed such a state of tumult j that her heart almost stopped beating, j i The waves rolled and foamed and smoked, j one after another, moving in ranks I toward the little rock like some terrible j army. As each one struck it flung up ! its long arms of cold, white spray, as if: grabbing at the tower, then it recoiled j backward, like a runner who retreats ; before making a spring, and reared up ! again, each time going higher and draw ing nearer to the top of the tower. Hour after hour she sat there, spell-bound with terror, and the raving ocean seemed j i constantly to rise higher and to draw j I nearer to her. Birds, driven from their nook by the gale, rose upon the murky tempest, flying headlong toward the ! j streaming light, striking the lantern with sharp blows and falling backward stunned or dead. Other birds flew more cautiously toward the lantern and came peering through the pane with wild, affrighted eyes, gently fluttering their 1 wings. She had not now the courage to go down to the basement, but remained there on the trimming path actually fas cinated by the rampant sea. Higher and higher rose the waves till now they i began to surge against the waist of the tower, and hogsheads of water were flung ; against the lantern. Under some of the onsets the building quivered from top to bottom, and sometimes fairly reeled, j The maciner y of steel and brass clat ; trred under a heavy shock, and under j the smaller ones rang like a number of I little bells. She stood there with her j face as white as one of the foamy waves, | her hands against the heavy steel bars, j looking seaward, and not moving except \ when she turned to trim a lamp or empty j the burnt oil from a brimming save-all. | I She remained in the lantern till probably j 'an hour before dawn; then the gale swelled into greater fury, and the storm j went howling and bellowing past, as if j 10,000 condensed spirits had burst loose ; and went floating by on the hurricane. The swells grew longer and seemed to J roll from the very bottom, and they ran nimbly and noiselessly up the rock, up the tower, and flung their cold, white arms with a swishy yet thunderous sound completely around" the lantern, almost throwing the heavy machinery from its place at every sally. Then as she still ' gazed to windward out into the gray | drift she uttered a great cry, "Oh, God, deliver me," for she saw a mighty wave towering nearly twice as high as any of the rest, rolling, foaming and storming at its crest, moving toward the rock. As I it drew nearer it grew larger and larger, 1 and when it had reached within twenty | j feet of the light-house it seemed as if the ! j whole lake had gathered itself up for 1 one onslaught upon the rock. She had I very little time to wait, for the awful invader combed and curled several feet above her head, and then fell with a crash of terrible thunder upon the tower. Then the light seemed to go out of her I eyes, and she felt as one does in some turbulent dream; she could not tell how ! anything happened; but the cold lake water gurgling at her lips brought her to consciousness. The tower .was in the . sea. It had broken away close to the base, the posts breaking off short and leaving I part of the floor still fastened to the rock. The upper part of the tower being heavy ( —owing to the machinery and the heavy metal work of the lantern—when it fell j over into the sea the top sank perpen dicularly into the water, the base remain j ing uppermost, and two of the floor beams still lay across it with some of the | flooring. I As for the bravo girl, she never knew | how it came to pass, but in some provi dential way she floated upward from the lantern to the base, and when conscious ness returned found herself m the midst of the wild sea with a large beam at her elbow. This she at once seized with 1 both arms, holding firmly, and stooping her head when a great wave came break- I ing over the top of the wreck. At the base of the tower there happened to be a coil of weight rope, such as is usually kept in these light houses, and when the j tower tumbled over this remained upon ! its hook upon the wall. The girl espied it, and putting a coil of it around her | waist she fastened it with two half hitches, and then secured the bight to a ! stout broken timber above her. Then she lay across the beam smitten by the j cruel billows, praying for the dawn, i The constant pounding of the waters ] upon her body began to stupefy her and i make her insensible to pain. Then she ! lay scarcely caring what fate befell her; j ! but through her numb senses she knew I the storm was abating. , The tower drifted far out into the j lake, and when the sun rose, touching | the subsiding waves with yellow gold, ] j her father and her anxious folk on the ! ! shore saw tho base of the tower bobbing j iup and down in the waves. Just as ; | soon as it was smooth enough they ; | launched u couple of boats aud went out I to tow the wreck to shore, the father broken-hearted at what he naturally be | licved to be tho destruction of his daughter, the fishermen sorrowing over the fate of the brave young girl; but think of their joy as they ueared the wreck to see her lying fastened to the timber at the base of the tower, her hair floating in the water and feebly raising her arm as she espied them. They un lashed her, took her into the boat and rowed swiftly to shore again. She could not speak on the way and was partly un conscious, but after they had swathed her in blankets and forced a draught of brandy down her throat she revived and told them the terrible story of her ex perience. The Government did not build another light house upon the rock, and it remains to this day a menace to ships, while Gypsy has developed into a beautiful woman, admired and beloved by everyone for her heroism. The Dominion Government, in recog nition of the brave conduct of the young ! girl, settled upon her a pension of SI,OOO per year for life.—[St. Louis Republic. THE SAXON HOUSE. How the Englishmen Lived in Ancient Times. The house, either ia Saxon or Norman lime, presented no kind of resemblance jto the Roman villa. It had no cloisters, no hypocaust, no suite or sequence of rooms. This unlikeness is auother proof, if any were wanting, that continuity of tenure was wholly brokeu. If the Saxons I went into London, as has been suggested, | peaceably, and left the people to carry on their old life and their trade in their j own way, the Roman and British archi : tecture, no new thing, hut a style grown j up in course of years aud fouud fitted to , the climate, would certainly have re mained. That, however, was not tho case. The Englishman developed his house from the patriarchal idea. First there was the common hall: in this the household lived, fed, transacted busi ness, and made their cheer in the even ings. It was built of timber, and to i keep out the cold draughts it was lined with tapestry; at first simple cloths, which in great houses were embroidered 'and painted: perches of various kinds were affixed to the walls, whereon the weapons, the musical instruments, tho cloaks, etc., were hung. The Lord and Lady sat in a high seat: not, I am in clined to think, on a dais at the end of the hall, which would have been cold for them, but on a great chair near the lire, which was burning in the middle of the hall. I have myself seen a college ! hall warmed by a fire in a brazier burning under the lantern of the hall. The furni ture consisted of benches: the table was laid on trestles, spread with a white cloth, and removed after dinner. The hall was open to all who came, on con dition that the guest left his weapons at the door. The floor was covered with reeds, which made a clean, soft, and warm carpet, on which the company could, if they pleasad, lie round the fire. They had carpets or rugs also, but reeds were commonly used. The traveler who chanced to find himself at the ancient town of Kingston-on-Hull, which very few English people, and still fewer | Americans, have the curiosity to explore, should visit tbe Trinity House. There, amou g many interesting things, he will find a hall where reeds are still spread, i but no longer so thickly as to form a ; complete carpet. The times of meals i were the breakfast at about nine; the i "noon meat," or dinner, at twelve; and ! the "even meat," or supper, probably at a movable time depending on the j length of the day. When lighting was costly and candles were scarce, the hours j of sleep would be naturally longer in I winter than in the summer. In their manner of living the Saxons were fond lof vegetables, especially of the leek, | onion, and garlic. Beans they also had (these were introduced probably at tho time when they commenced intercourse with tho outer world), pease, radishes, turnips, parsley, mint, sage, cress, rue, and other herbs. They had nearly all our modern fruits, though many show by their names, which are Latin or Norman, a later introduction. They made use of butter, honey, and cheese. They drank ale and mead. The latter is still made, but in small quantities, in Somersetshire. The Norman brought over the custom of drinking wine.—[Harper's Magazine. A Word to Mothers. Good mother, maker of numerous pies, mender of numerous hose, overseer of a great province—a household—rest a little, advises a writer in Living Issues. Have a chair by the stove, and when you peep into the oven, sit while you look, yea, even a moment after ; you will work all the faster for the short change of posture. While mending have your chair in the coziest corner, where good light will come in, and let the sun strike upon you if possible, so that you may get the strengthening, health-giving influence of it. Drop your hands occas ionally and let them rest. Let your eye wander out through the window-glass as far as possible and rest your eyes by | looking at something interesting out of doors. Don't rule all the time. Drop j the reins of household government for a ! little while, unbend yourself and sit : down on the rug and play with tho children, and, as it were, become ugain a child. Economize your strength. Sit when ! you can. Do not hold the baby when it can rest and grow just as well in its crib. By resting when you can, by planning tho work to be done, and by being sys tematic and orderly in all things, a woman's work at home is more easily done. Equally Logical. One of the earlier yeomen of Bridge ton, Me., was a pumpmaker, a good cit izen, but with "no religious preferences." One <lay he was waited upon by one of the church assessors, who handed him a ! bill for the support of preaching. "I j hain't heard no preaching," said the old i man, somewhat surprised. "Well, I brother, it's your own fault, then," re plied the churchman. "It's beon acces sible to all every Sabbath for a year." He paid. Not long alter the parish re ceived from him a bill for a pump. "We have bought no pump of you," was the answer. "Well, then," replied the old gentleman, with a twinkle in his eye, "it's your own fault, for I have been making them for years."—[Boston Post. A Notable Bedspread. Mrs. J. Milton Gavitt, of Holden street, has an old bedspread that was woven in 1751) as a portion of the setting out of Miss Yannie Hopkins on her marriage with John Rathborne, the great - grandfather of Mrs. Gavitt's mother. What makes the spifead such a S choice relic is the fact that Miss Hop | kins was the great-great-granddaughter i of Stephen Hopkins, of the Mayflower. It has been handed down from one generation to auother until it has fallen ■to Mrs. Gavitt. It h very handsome, I and has been carefully preserved.— j [North Adams (Mass.) Transcript. BEAVER FARMING. A GEORGIA INDUSTRY OF A NOVEL CHARACTER. The Habits of the Intelligent Little Animal, and How They Are Raised —A Description of Beaver Dam Hollow. "You have never heard of Dick Kil gore's beaver farm? That's queer. But I have always beeu surprised that some of you newspaper fellows haven't been down to write it up." Tho speaker was old "Mud Cat" Will iams, who has been a fisherman in the southeast Georgia streams for forty years. "Dick's going to make a pilo of money this year," ho continued, "on account of this country and England getting to gether and agreeing to a closed season in the Behring sea. You see there will not be any seal skins for market next season, and beaver skins, which make a splendid substitute, will be largely used j and will bring about $lO a skin in New York. "Dick has about 200 beavers, young and old, but there are not more than twenty to be killed for their skins this year. It's a new industry, an experi ment with him, and he don't want to kill any except the surplus males for the present. But suppose you go out with me and see the farm." A drive of ten miles from Bascom j through the swamps along Briar creek | and the Kilgore place, or Beaver Dam llollow, was reached. "Now, here's the farm,"said Williams, pointing to the creek across which every few yards were rough dams and above them, in the almost still water, were mounds of earth, rocks and sticks com ing out a few feet above the surface of the water. 44 You know beavers don't show them selves much in the day. They do their work at niglit. "Dick owns about 1,000 acres running up and dowu the creek. Ho has the land posted and keeps everybody oil, but it is not fenced. Fences would not keep the beavers in, but there is no danger of their going off, for this is a natural home for them and every beaver here knows old Dick. He feeds them every night, and they come when he calls just like hogs." Kilgore has been a farmer down here for years, and beavers have been in the creek for all time, but it was not until recently that he began to protect and care for them with a view to making beaver raising a regular business. It will be a profitable business, for the scarcity of seal skins has increased the value of beaver skins and they will con tinue to increase year by year. A few years ago beaver skins sold as low as $4 per skin, but they should now bring at least $lO each. Beaver skins sent to London and properly dyed, a seal brown, are splen did imitations of the seal. The seal fur, you know, is naturally a gray. They are sent to London and there dyed a seal brown. The reason I say send beaver skins to London is because that is the only place in the world, it seems, that lurs can be properly dyed. However, the fur of the beaver is nat urally a reddish brown, and is a beauti ful fur just as it is. But to the farm: The beaver i 9 a queer little animal. When full grown it weighs from fifty to sixty pounds. Its hind legs are its prin cipal propellers, both when in and out of the water. The hind feet are webbed and the front ones have claws, which are about as convenient to the beaver as a monkey's hands are to him. They can carry stones and sticks about iu them with ease. In the water, especially, a beaver can carry a quantity of freight, for he swims with his hind feet and car ries his load in his mouth and claws. Just after dark Mr. Kilgore went down to the edge of tho stream to feed the beavers. "I don't often feed them in the sum mer," he said, "for they get all they want along the banks of the stream They eat bark off tho trees, and at this season there is an abundance of fresh, tender bark and grasses and roots. In tho winter thoy lay up a supply of food for themselves along the banks and in their holes, in the dams, which they build of roots and sticks and stones. I find them nearly all the time in the win ter, when they flock together and unite in building dams, but in the summer they scatter—every fellow is for himself —and I only call them up occasionally. Just enough to keep them tame. As they are scattered off for miles around, but few will come to a call for food." But there were a dozen romping about in the stream then, and in a few min utes quite a number had gathered. Among them were a score or more little fellows born only a month ago. The females have from two to six young each annually, and as a consequence the fam ilies increase very rapidly. A mixture of green food and a little 1 grain was thrown out on tho, ground to the herd of little animals, and they scampered around and picked it up like so many hogs. Some of them would gather up an ear of corn or a young corn stalk and dive off with it into the stream. They were rather tainc, but, like hogs, would scamper off if you tried to catch one. A beaver seems to be almost human in intelligence. They actually gnaw down young trees, drag them into a stream and let them float down, swimming with them to the place they want to build a dam. Then they will drag stones and roots and sticks and grasses,and,indeed, everything used to dam a stream, until they have, practically, as substantial a dam as a man could construct. They do this to make the water above deep enough to sport in, and placid enough to build their homes of sticks and mud, which are very warm and comfortable iu winter, and large enough for a family of eight or ten. The beaver's principal tool in building these homes is his tail. The tail is a scaly, trowel-shaped appendage, about ten iuches long and four to five inches broad. The beaver's main strength is in the tail. He can take up soft mud on it, place it against the sticks and stones used to build his home, and pat it down with the tail as firmly and as well as a man could do the work with a trowel. Besides its fur, which is the main rev enue from the beaver,it furnishes castor eum, a product used in medicines, and its flesh is a food that, when properly prepared, is delicious. While Mr. Kilgore has never yet shipped any large number of skins, by next year he will have something like 200 or 300. As it costs practically nothing to raise beavers, the business should be a paying one.—(Atlanta Constitution. A Glove Described. People who know about gloves use a complicated vocabulary. They call tho piece of leather a glove is made out of a trauk. The side pieces to the Angers they call fourchettes, and the little pieces that join the fourchettes to the gtovei they call quirks, or sometimes gussets. The binding up and down the opening for the buttons and buttonholes is the slit welt, and the top welt is the niece which is added to the top of the glove. When they get to talking about glove seams they make a number of nice dis-, tinctions in stitches. Thev call it an in seam when the edges are turned in and stitched through the inside. They talk about a prick seam when one edge is lapped over another. Oftenest of all they speak of the overstitch when the edges of the leather are sewn through ana round. The welt seam is like the in-seam, except that it has a third piece of leather in tne middle. MONKEY ACTORS. A Man Must Become a Monkey to Teach a Monkey. The training of monkeys for stage performances demands peculiar talents and a curious psychological ability on the part of the instructor. Brockmann, probably, the most successful monkey trainer that the world has seen, once de scribed thus the necessary method of ap proaching a monkey pupil: "To the monkey man is a strange and incomprehensible being. I therefore must adopt as far as possible the mon key's way of regarding persons and things. The monkey must find in me one of his own kind—a monkey like him self, only a much stronger monkey, whom he must obey. When he has something which he can understand, he accustoms himself to it, and he voluntarily takes more pains to comprehend me than ho would take to comprehend a being who made on him about the same impression that a monster from another world would make on us. I adapt, therefore, all to his mode of life. When he disobeys and rebels against me I do not strike, because he does not strike, but I bite because he bites. The behavior of a troupe of monkeys trained by Brockraann would undoubt i edly strengthen the convictions of the Russian Duroff, who gave up teaching in a high school to instruct pigs and geese, and who holds that, of all pupils, human pupils are the less docile. A man once behind the scenes of Brockman's monkey theatre wrote a few weeks ago: "I have always regretted that Brock mann did not give his performances on a perfectly open stage, so that the audience could see the waiting performers. The conduct of the quadruped actors while awaiting their parts was much more fas cinating than their best acting before the audience. Like a company of gnomes or Liliputians the little performers sit there dressed and made up, perfectly well behaved, each in the proper human attitude on his tiny chair, each following with undivided attention and eager anxiety the progress of the play so as to be ready at the exact moment for his ap pearance. No person is near them, no servant or attendant to distract therti, and no prompter to whisper at the proper time: " 4 Fraulein Lehman, look out! You come on immediately;' or 'llorrSchulzel Where is IlerrSchulze? Quick! Quick! You must go on.' "Every one knows his part perfectly. Every one is acquainted with the pro gress of the plot and with the stage of the development at which he is expected to appear. Without a catch word or mo tion ho hurries down from his tiny chair and out ou the stage, plays his little part, and, without a bow for the appro val of the audience, turns back to his place, not to leave it before duty calls him again before the footlights. Hero all alone and unwatched these little fel lows never forget their roles so far as to settle down on all fours, cower in monkey fashion, or indulge in tho pranks of their mercurial natures."—[New York Sun. An Agreeable Empress. The celebrated Dr. Metzger, of Am sterdam, who last year successfully treated the Empress of Austria, has only one waiting-room for all his patients, whatever their runk or condition, says a French paper. Each has to wait his turn. Some time ago a poor woman who happened to bo there, turned to her neighbor, a lady of distinguished appear ance, notwithstanding the simplicity of her attire, and said: "llow long we have to wait, to be sure! I dare say you have got a little child at home, too?" "No." "But when you get back you will have to sweep out your rooms?" "No, I have folks who do that for me." "Indeed? But you'll want to get din ner ready?" "Not even that, for I dine at tho hotel." 44 Very well, as you have nothing par ticular to do, you might let me have your turn?" 44 Very willingly," replied tho lady, who was the Empress of Austria. The Derivation of 44 America." Colonel Glenn, of this city, now in South America, recalls the fAct that in a paper read before the Society of "Ameri cauistas," in Paris, on October 15, 1890, entitled "A Philological Study of the Origin of the Name America," Bishop Carrillo, of Yucatan, a well-known au thor on American linguistic matters, maintained that when Cortez landed on the coast of Yucatan, and on what is now known as the Mosquito Coast, the whole country was possessed by the Aztecs, and was known by them as Am-eli-ka, which in the Aztec tongue meant "The Windy Country or the Country of High Winds." This name of "Am-eli-ka" was easily cor rupted, iu pronunciation, into America Iby the old Spaniards. The Italian I geographer, Alberic Vespucci, prefixed it in place of the name by which he had been christened, and became known as Americus (Amerigo) Vespucius, iu the same munner as the distinguished English geographer Gordon had pre fixed Chinese to his name, and became known to the world as Chinese Gordon. —[New Orleans Picayune. London as It Was. Haydn's Dictionary of Dates makes the statement that the old name of the city of Loudon was written Lynden or Llyndin, meaning "the city on the lake." An old tradition gives us to un derstand that London was founded by Brute, a descendant of and called New Troy or Troynovant, until the time of Lud, who surrounded the town with walls and uained it C'aer-Lud or Lud's town. This latter is probably the correct version of the story, if for no other reason, because it is an easy mat ter to detect a similarity between tho expression Lud's town and London. It is claimed by some writers that thero was a city on the same spot 1,107 years B. 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