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. C., and it is known that the Romans
founded a city there called Londinium,
A. D. 01.—[St. Louis Republic.
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