Nothing yet has happened which can tbange the belief that the republic is ai established institrtion in France. Pocahontas did not save tho life of r ohn Smith. It has been ascertained hat this worthy man was the most .ble-bodied prevaricator of his cen ury. ___ Science is causing us to pick up new nperstitious for our old ones, observes ho Atlanta Constitution. A man is iccused of hypnotizing a witness on •he stand in a court at Tacoma. Chicago attracts more vessels by ifty per cent, to its docks than does Sew York, and its clearances and ar rivals are, in the aggregate, a fraction :>f over sixty per cent, ns much as ;hose of half a dozen of the big sea ooard ports. Tho German Emperor frequently has i week's retirement from the bustling world, and hides within the depths ot he forest ot Prockelwitz, where n small cottage is his abode, nestled be neath a splendid oak, with forest around him for miles. There, while tho dew is on the forest, he starts forth, gun in hand, with a brace of dogs and a sturdy forester, and at 4 o'clock he is at the best spot for sport. Then his majesty bangs away till 11, when he wends his way homeward to his cot, eats and sleeps awhile, after which he puts his signature to all the documents which require it, and have been duly for warded to his lonely retreat from Berlin. The extensive use of wood in mak ing the cheaper grades of paper offers one of the most serious obstacles to forest preservation, according to the New York Post, In the last two or three years the growth of tho wood pulp industry has been enormous, a dozen great mills, each manufacturing fifty to 300 tons of pulp a day, having been built on the Hudson Hiver, to feed principally on the Adirondack forests. The wood chiefly used is spruce, and the especially disastrous effects of the industry on the forests results not only from the extreme de mand for the lumber, but from the fact that while the demand is especially for trees of thirty to thirty-five years' growth, the young trees are also cut. In 1881 the capacity of the pulp mills in the United States was about 72,000 tons per annum. The present capacity is 700,000 tons. And in this remark able growth the industry has been ac companied by these three desirable things: increase in quantity, decrease in price and no diminution in tho com pensation of labor. The sound of the axe, the barker, aud the grinder iH heard in twenty-two States. Tho neighborhood of Niagara and the Ad irondacks in New York, the territories of the Kennebec, Androscoggin, and Penol)scot Rivers, in Maine, the Fox River valley of Wisconsin, the hills of New Hampshire and Vermont, and tho natural-gas belt of Indiana arc the greatest pulp-producing regions of the United States. About 3500 cords ol wood nre required daily to supply the demand of the mills. The great trouble with American municipal government, says a writei in the Engineering Magazine, is the lack of homogeneity in the great cities. Each city starts out independently and on a better plan than any other, and yet with very little thought of profit ing by the experience of older ones. American politicians are apt to plume themselves on the advances they have made in their own departments, and some even go so far as to point with pride at the growth of their particulai city. Yet with all our boasted pro gress the fact remains that the best governed cities, the most ably-de veloped and thoroughly broadened municipalities are the old cities of the new world, in which the necessity foi new growth and complete change from the old have been so wholly recognized as to compel the introduction of a new order of affairs. Nothing of the sori is to be seen in even the most active communities in America. New York cannot annex other districts because local politicians interpose objections! which have no foundation save their j own selfishness. Boston is hemmed in with so-called rival municipal ities that hug their civil privilege* and imagine independence with absurd pretentions of might and power. Philadelphia hap, in truth, added vastly to her territory and stands quite distinct among seaboard cities in this respect, but she is wanting in the metropolitan spirit and capability of development which alone would make this increase of territory valuable. In the West a different feeling may lif noted, nd this, as well s their mori rapid rate of increase, tends to muk< our Western cities more prosperous iv. well as more modern than our Eastern. I J3UTTERCUP3. Jennfo was watching th 9 cows home, Down by tho meadow bars alone, I And her eyes were n9 blue an her bonnet— Jonnlc was only a farmer's lass, And she lot down tho bars so tho cows could pass Out of the waving, blue-eyed grass, With buttercups sprinkled upon it. Jennie was watching young Farmer Payne PlckingA buttercup out of the lane ; Stephou was strong aud merry. "Jennie !" she board her mother call. But there at her side stood tho farmer tall, And her cheeks grew as red ns a cherry. "I'm coming, mother!" she turned to go, But Stephen stoo 1 at the path below. And there went Daisy and Bess and Flo over Into tho clover, Hie arms were strong ns her waist was sllia, "I'll keep you till every cow gets In, Or tell mo tho name of your lover." "Jennie, Jennie ! 'tis getting late," Came mother's voice from the farmhouse gate. i But Jennie was slender and could not mato I With the tender strength of a lover. | And who could do a single thing 1 With a yellow buttercup under their chin, But nestle the great strong arms within And grow ns rod as the clover. "Maybe 'tis Ben." then she blushed again, "And maybe 'tis only Stephen Payne"— Then the dark crept over tho m?a low lane And buttercups a-sprinkle Sot a single sound In the dusky doll Save the tinkle of Daisy's silver bell, "Tink-n-llnk-a-tinklo!" For mother's voice and the bars forgot The cows aro into tho meadow lot Knee deep In the dewy clover. Jennie and Steve came slowly up. Her soft ehin yellow with buttercup, His handsome face flushed over. "Where are you. Jennie? 'tis late and cold." "We're comln'. mother,"' said Stephen bold, "The cows got Into the meadow. We stopped to drive them slowly up," Then he slyly hid tho buttercup , And kissed her again in tho shadow. ~ Tho Modern Argo. JIOW DOLLY PROVIDED. BY S. A. WEISS. house tloos ft seem mightily 11 changed since j _ Dolly came," said ! H8 Qr^a *°her j Staples, as the two ' knitting in the j cool entry, with j the frontdoor open and looking on the j street. "I don't feel nigh as lonesome j as I did when I had no company but ' Pinky and that Clarke girl; and the j land knows I'm glad to get rid of her ! j Dolly's only six year a an 1 five j months next Tues lay; but she's got more sense than a dozen Sairy Clarkcs, and she's such company!" "Well, I'm glad to hear you say so; for seems to mo you weren't over anxious to have her at first." "Well, mebbe not. You see, I've never been used to children, and I! thought she'd be such an everlasting trouble, and keep the house turned ! just inside out. But I couldn't refuse Cousin Emily Jane when she wrote to ! beg me to take care of Dolly while she ! went to nurse her sick mother. She j offered to pay board; but I wouldn't dream of taking board for Dolly. She j pays for herself in good company ; and then she's such a provider." "Provider? Why, what can Dolly ' provide?" "Oh, pretty nigh everything that | •ho thinks is wan tin' 1 Why, she I hadn't been here three days when she 1 wanted to know why I hadn't vines trained over the porch, like her mother's; and when I said I didn't know where to get any, off she went j and got a couple of sprouts of Madeirv ! vino from Capt'n Winston. There they are, you see, set out in the yard, | and growing like possessed. Then, ' t'other day, when I was bothered with j mice eating my spice cake, I said Pinky was growing too old and lazy to hunt , for mice, and that same eveniu' in comes Dolly with a whito kitten, and ! •ays she, 'Aunt Mar thy'—you know she calls me aunt—'this little cat will be growed up by tho time Pinky dies, and then she'll catch mice for vou.' " | The two ladies joined iu a laugh over [ I Dollj'b "cuteness;" and Mrs. Staples, craning her neck as she looked out of ' I the front door, said; "Why, there's the child now, a-set ting in old Capt'n Winston's porch, alongside of him. Poor man! he's been terrible lonesome since his sister J Nancy married and went away. I de- 1 clare, I feel downright sorry for him." i "Oh, he don't seem to hanker after ( company ! He's got his business place down at the wharf, and when he comes j homo he jest goes to work in his bit of ! garden, or sets in his porch playing j with the dogs and children. Dolly's j powerful fond of him, and loves to I hear tell about how ho was ship- , wrecked once, and all about the strange places lieV been to when he was capt'n of the Nancy." "Pity ho ain't married. But Dau'l . says lie's about the most backward man on yearth where there's wimnien | concerned. You know, when Nancy ; went away ho tried Miss ttnellin'e ! boarding-house, where tho Widder Tomlin was living, and them two wim- i min set their caps so p'intedly at him that ho got skeered, and went back to I his own house and got that old colored woman, Chloe, to come every day and cook and clean up for him. And sioii cookiu'l Everything burnt or over done. and tho risen bread like so much putty. It's a wonder ho ain't dead of 1 dyspepsey before this?" '•) ear, dear!" said Miss Martha, pityingly. Mrs. Staples commenced rolling up her knitting. "l'alkiu' jf cu./iviu pmiuih ui- I I've got supper to get, and the stin 110 higher than a beanpole; so I must be going." I And reaching her calico sun bonnet from a peg, she bustled off, stopping to kiss Dolly, who was just entering tho front gate. Dolly accompanied Miss Martha AS she went into the garden to get ft few radishes for supper. It was a poorly cultivated garden, for it was not al ways possible to get ft man to work it properly. But there was ft big cherry tree on which the fruit was just ripen ing, and fts they came in sight of this they saw that the ground beneath was strewn with torn leaves, while prints of bare feet led to a loose board in tho fence. "Oh, them boys!" Miss Martha ex claimed. "They've begun, a'ready, jest as they do every year, and now I'll have no rest nor peace until the fruit's all gone. Last summer I could hardly save enough to make three jnrs of pre serves." "Can't you do something to keep 'em away, Aunt Marty?" said Dolly, sym pathizingly. "No, deary—there's nothing could keep 'em ft way but a dog, and I hnven t got one. I'm afraid to keep ft dog; he might bite me some time." She hunted up some rusty nails, and with an axe tried to fasten up the loose board, but it was of no avail. She was a small, neat, delicately - formed woman of forty, with a pleas ant, comely face, which now became Hushed as she toiled at her unwonted task. "Tho whole fence wants mending," she said at length, despairingly, "and I'd be as likely to knock it all down as make it whole. Hun over to old Cldoe's, Dolly, dear, and see if her husband can't come and help me. It this board ain't fastened up at once. Miss Curry's pigs will get in an I root up the whole garden'" Dolly skipped away as light ns a fairy, but in throe minutes was back again, accompanied, not by the old colored man, but by Captain Winston, bearing in his hands a heavy hammer and a box of new nails. "Aunty, old Uncle Jake wasn't at home, so I brought Cap'n Winston." ' 'Oh, Dolly—" "Be pleased to do anything for you, ma'am," said the captain, lifting his I hat politely. "Took the liberty of I bringing these things, thinking possi ! bly you mightn't have 'em handy." i He handled the heavy hoards as if • they had been shingles, and securely ' fastened up half a dozen which were hanging loosely by their rusted nails, Dolly looking on admiringly. I "Anything mora I can do for yon, ! ma'am ?" ho inquired, when tho last heavy blow had been struck. | "Oh, yes!" Dolly cried, eagerly. "We want a dog to scare away those had hoys—a good dog that won't bit, 'causa Aunt Mar thy'a '/raid of dogs. Won't you lend us Pilot, cap'n?" | "Why, Dolly, I'm surprised at you," i remonstrated Miss Martlm. I But tho captain laughed. "That's a fust-rate idee, Dolly," lie I said, patting her curly head. "Pilot never bites; lie's too good-nature l for | that. But he makes noise enough to I scare away a band of robbers. So if 1 you're agreeable, ma'am, I'll just fetch i him over at night and anchor him to : this tree (ill mornin', and you may do | pjnd he'll do his duty." j So thenceforth every evening until ; tho fr 11 it was all ripe an I gathered, ( Pilot was tied at the foot of the cherry ! tree, nil 1 in tho morning unloosened by Miss Martha and allowed to go home. Tho result was that bosiiles having plenty of fruit to send around to her neighbors, flho mvdo preserves euough to lill a dozen jars—one of which she presented to Dolly to take home with her as her very own. By this time there was a very good acquaintance established between Miss Martha and her bachelor neighbor, the captain. Whenever lio brought over Pilot, there wonl I be a little chat in the gar den ; and ho more than ones insisted upon doing her some little service, such as pruning her grape vines and mending tho back doorstep, to which Dolly was afraid to intrust her small weight. And once, when the captain was sick an 1 Dolly reported that he wouldn't eat the breakfast which Chloe prepared, Miss Martha sent over a dainty tray of her own delicious waffles and broiled chicken, which the child reported glee fully the captain ate "every bit, and said 'twas the very nicest cooking he ever saw." It was about this time that Dolly be i gan to look reflectivoly at her relative 1 as the latter would nit knitting in her low rocking chair in tho entry, and | one day she surprised her by saying, i gravely: j "Aunt Marthy, T think you wants a man to take care of you." ! "Good gracious, child! What put j such an idea into your head?" [ "'Cause," answered Dolly, with un . ruffled gravity—" 'cause there's a heap of thing* you can't do for yourself. ! My papa takes care of ray mamma. | Aunt Marthy, why ain't you never married?" Miss Martha broke into a laugh, but when the question was repeated, she said, with a sigh which seemed to come despite herself: "Because, deary, nobody ever asked mo." "Why not? Mamma said you was I pretty and good." , "Mobbo I was too quiet for folks to | notice me;" answered the old maid, dreamily. And then her thoughts | seemed to go away from Dolly—away uito the past, perhaps in speculations of what might have been; and she ! never noticed that the child slipped quictlv av.ay and ran swiftly across 1 tin street to the little cottage of her ' l Captain Winston. 'ii • capt iin wa i seated in his little back porch, *■.:?!< g button on his | coat; and Dolly Rat and watched bfin for awhile; then she said, solemnly: "Men can't sew. My mamma always sews on my papa's buttons. Why don't you get. married and have some body to sew for you !" Ho looked up and laughed. ''Why, Dolly, you've got a wise lit tle head on them young shoulders," shaking liisown head gravely; "but 1 don't know of any real nice, good wo man who would have an old fellow like me." "My Aunt Mar thy is good and nice," said Dolly. "But she wouldn't have me, Dolly." "I guess she would. She thinks you're real nice. And she ought to have a dog and a man to take cure of her and the garden." The captain laughed until his jolly face was red and his blue eyes full of tenrs. Dolly was offended; and she slipped down from the bench on which she was seated and rau home, without saying a word of good-by. But the next day the little girl was sick. She had taken cold; and for a whole week the captain saw nothing of her. His conscience smote him that he had, however unintentionally, hurt the feelings of his little friend ; so one eveniug ho stopped at the door with a pretty box of candies in bis band, which ho intended to leave as a peace offering. "Good-day, ma'am! How is the little one to-day?" he iuquired of Miss Martha, who came to the door in an swer to his modest knock. But Dolly heard him, and as she was almost well and sitting up now, she insisted upon his coming in, and they had what she called "a fine time" examining and sorting the contents ol the box. "I am sorry I ever offended you, Dolly," said the visitor, at length, ne he rose to go. "You must forgive me and co.no to see me again soon as you are well enough." "Why, I never heard of Dolly'i being offended!" Miss Martha said. "What was it about?" Tho captain colored; but Dolly said, fraukly: "I wasn't mad rnre enough, Ann! Murthy. I wanted him to take care ol j you, 'Cause you ought to have some body to—" "Dolly, you'll get sick again staying ' in this cold room. Go and sit by the ' kitchen fire." The child obeyed, taking her prec ions box with her; but tho captain hesitated and lingered. "Maybe," he said, a little shyly— "maybe, Miss Mnrthy, since the little one's mentioned it, we might as well talk the matter over now. It ain't the ( first time I've been thinking over it.' What they said nobody ever knew; but that night, wheu Dolly had said her j prayers, Miss Martha took her on her j lap and into her arms, and kissed her : with unwonted tenderness, while tho child was sure she saw tears in hei eyes. "Are you sorry for anything, Aunt Marthy?" she inquired, anxiously. "No, deary; I'm glad." And as the child sank to sleep, rocked in her arms, the little lonely old maid looked down at the fair face with a smile through her tears, and murmured: "Bless the child!" Dolly was such a provider.—Satur day Night. A Dentist Talks. "IM rather have three women pa- . tients than one man," said a well known practitioner in dentistry. "They show without doubt a far greater amount of courage and pa tience under the often excruciating I tortures of the drill and forceps than men." "Have they more pluck?" "Indeed they have. Dozens of my ( women patients I could mention who , undergo the most acute agony almost without a wince, while I find that the > majority of men aro absolute cowards in the operating chair, and tho very sight of the instruments is often enough to make some great, big, strong fellow pale with nervousness. "Men always demand gas when their teeth are to be extracted ; on the other hand I have seen fragile-looking wo men refuse gas and sit down calmly in a chair anil submit to tho otherwise unavoidable painful process of extrac tion without a murmur." "Which has the best teeth?" "Well, I think women are more apt to attend strictly to their teeth,where as tho average man is too busy to stop for dentistry until the stern necessity of pain causes them to do so. Tobacco is as great an evil with men as candy and sweets with women. "Whom do I consider the best pay? Well, I can very truly state that I have never lost a penny of money | owed me by a woman. Oftentimes I | have been wnrned by my brother den tists not to have actresses as patients, | bat they have never failed to pay me. | In some cases it was two years after 1 ! had done work for an actress that I received the money all the way from England, explaining that circum stances had rendered it impossible for her to pay before then.' —hit. Louis Republic. Underground Canal Sixteen Miles Long. Tho canal between Worsley and St. Helena, in North England, is probably tho longest *and most remarkable canal of the kind iu tho world. It is sixteen miles long and is underground from one end to another. Many years ago the managers of tho Duke of Bridge water's estate filled its old mines with water that they might trausport the coal under ground instead of on the surface. Ordinary canal boats are used, ' tho power being furnished by the men. The tunnel arch over the canal is pro vided with cross pieces, and the men propel tho boats along as they lie on their backs on tho loads of coal.— Pittsburg Dispatch, HAIR FADS OF DIG MEN. FANCIES OF STATESMEN AS TO THEIR LOCKS AND BEARDS. The Harbors of the House and Senate Who Trim the llyperian Locks of the Lawgivers. THE barber shops in the wings ' of the Capitol nt Washington are always open whether Con (9 gross is sitting or not, because there are sur%to be some legislators for the Nation in Washington even during the dog days, and employes of the House require shaving between sessions. The Senate; tonsorial parlor is more exclusive, and hirelings of that august body are not admitted to its precincts. For them a special chair and a colored servitor are provided in the basement. Three colored barbers manipulate razor and scissors ill the Senate shop, along the sides of which are four bath rooms. In one of these is a box just big enough for the fattest possible Senator to get into It is closed upon him, so that only bis head appears, poked out through the top. Steam, generated by alcohol lamps beneath, is turned on and fills the wooden chamber. It is luxury ala Busse. The Senator, if he chooses, takes hold of a steel bar inside the box, his feet resting on a metal pan below. A current of electricity is then turned on, reviving the system exhausted by legislative toil. There are two batter ies, one stronger than the other. If desired their strength can be combined, but no member of the upper house has thus far been disposed to try such a powerful dose. Rheumatic Senators utilize this electricity for the treat- While undergoing the steaming pro- j I cess the Senator can cleanse himself by I means of a little hose and sprinkler, I regulating the temperature of the water as he likes. On emerging from the box he is subjected to massage I treatment by an expert operator, after which he goes to sleep on a wicker I ' sofa. All the modern bathing appli j ances are here at hand, including* iu- I genious shower baths which spray the | person from head to foot by a inulti- I tude of jets, marble tubs lined with porcelain, and a room with dry heat, which can be run up to 200 degrees Fahrenheit. All these luxuries Senators get free of charge. They pay nothing for bath, shave, or hair cut, unless, perhaps, by way of gratuity. The barbers are em ployed by the Government as "skilled laborers" at SOOO a year each. They supply their own brushes, combs, and I razors. The "tonic," hair oil, bay | rum, etc., which they use are drawn | from the general supply room. Of course, the services of three tonsorial artists are not required during recesses I of Congress, but at such periods their ' vacant time is devoted to whatever work may be assigned to them in the Senate wing. The barber shops attached to the House of Representatives arc compara tively shabby. They would not bo a I credit to a fourth-rate village. There is one on the Republican and another on the Democratic side. They are just alike, but there are three chairs in the Democratic shop and only two in the Republican shop. The case was ex actly the reverse when Mr. Reed occu j pied the Speaker's chair and there was ' a Republican majority. Every mem- nor aim employe pays ior in ouuvo or hair cut at the usual rates. The bar- 1 bers are hired as common laborers at SSO a mouth. Twenty-five years ago a laborer em ployed by the House asked leave to put in a tonsorial chair. Consent was granted, and from that beginning the shops have grown. Between sessions the barbers, who are all colored, clean committee rooms, etc. One of them is a skilled chiropodist and attends to the feet of Representatives who are afflicted with corns and bunions. The 1 latter do not have to pay anything for i baths. Beneath the House there are I superb bath rooms with huge marble tubs and hot chambers. The at tendants are expert at massage. | The testimony of the barbers is to the effect that about forty members of the House during the last Congress used oil on their hair. Among 330 I odd Representatives, Lynch, of Wis consin, has the most hair. In thatre ' spect ho has a rival in Smith, of Illinois, whose dark locks with not a 1 gray thread in them hang to his shoulders. | Ex-Speaker Reed has the baldest head. General Wheeler, though a I small man from Alabama, has the big gest beard, mixed with gray. Tarsney, of Missouri, possesses the largest mustache, and Hopkins, of Illinois, has the reddest hair. I In the Henate Peffer, of Kansas, has by far the most luxuriant beard. He wears no necktie because he has such whiskers. Blackburn, of Kentucky, has the biggest mustache. Once upon a time it was dark brown, but now it is gray. Brice, the Ohio man, has the greatest quantity of hair, dark red in color. Baldest of all the Senators t is Galliuger, of New Hampshire. | In the last century, during the early years of Congress, not a few members of the National Legislature had their hair done up in pigtails. Others wore their locks very long and elaborately curled. Others powdered their tresses so profusely as to conceul their natural shade. So short a time as fifty years ago no gentleman was unshaven. To wear any hair on the face then would have been considered barbarous. The custom of shaving is supposed to have first arisen from the fact that in battle the beard afforded too good a hold for an enemy. Among the Romans the habit was originated by Hcipio Afri eanus. Beards were not worn under the empire until the time of Hadrian, who grew one for the purpose of hid | ing scars. The Greeks shaved them- Mflyes up to tliQ tiiut? of Justmiau, iu whose reign beards became fashiona ble, remaining HO until Constantinople was taken by the Turks. The ancient Qermana shaved their beards, but wore mustaches. Their young men were not permitted to shave or cut their hair until they had slain a foe in bat tle. The ancient Goths, Franks, and Gauls, as well as the Britons, also woro mustaches only. The Saxons grew long beards, but after the Norman con quest shaving became fashionable in England. Normans regarded it as a sign of misery and distress to permit hair to grow on tho face.—Chicago Times. WISE WORDS. There is no religion in a whine. A coat of paint adds no warmth to the house. Faith never goes home with an empty basket. A fool is sure to tell who he is by the questions he asks. No matter how good the gun is, it is wasting powder to shoot at tho moon. Every man lives in a glass house into which somebody is always look ing. If our faults wero written on our foreheads all men would hang their heads. It is folly to it down and do noth ing because we cannot do everything at once. The great thing about influence is that it sets forces iu motion that will never stop. You can find a hundred people who are courageous where you will find ouo who is patient. The selfishness of man is probably the ugliest thing upon which angels ever have to look. If some people were birds they would sit down in the dust and complain that their wings were a heavy load. How much bigger it always makes j us feel to look at other people through I the large end of a telescope. I There is many a wife hungering for an occasional word of approval who will be buried in a rosewood casket. When a particular man marries a a poor housekeeper, it takes a good deal of love on botli. sides to make their home a happy one. | If we had as much charity for tho | faults of others as we have for our | own, the desert would soon become a I flower garden.—Ram's Horn. Strange Story of an Insan" Man. I heard a remarkable story in an up town club a few nights ago. It was told by a prominent New Yorker. The talk had reverted to lunatics aud to the possibility of sane persons being incarcerated in insane asylums. "You have all cited cases of sano persons being locked up," said this gentleman. "Now let me tell you an instance of an insane person who once escaped. "He had been confined in an asylum in an adjacent State for some time. The keepers got negligent, and during one of their lapses of vigilence the person in question escaped. "He camo direct to New York, and having met mo socially several years before looked me up. I knew nothing about his mental condition at the time and there was nothing unusual in his manner. "I introduced him in my club and vouched for him at the hotel where ho had engaged a suit of rooms. He lived like a prince for a week, running up big bills. "Of course this thing could not ga on for any length of time, and at the expiration of a week the asylum au thorities had gotten trace of him and tracked him to New York. "They came on and took him in custody. He was entertaining a party of newly-made acquaintances at the club. You never would have imagined that he was a crazy man until he set eyes upon the madhouse keepers. "Then ho broke into a wild laugh, a strange light broke into his eyes, and everybody realized instantly that he was a maniac."—New York Herald. Fluctuations In the Honey Crop. This has not been a good year for the bee-keepers, as there has not been half a crop of honey. There is a great j difference in seasons, so far as honey- I making is concerned. Though flowers come in about the same profusion each I year, they do not contain the samo amount of honey. Some years they j seem filled with the sweet nectar, and , the bees make frequent excursions, and , always return heavily laden, and other years the busy little workers scour the country far and wide and gather littlo ! honey. It has beeu two or three years ! since there was a largo crop of the i product, but when there is, bee-keep ers make plenty of money. In a good year an average season's work for a stand of bees is 200 pounds of honey, though a particularly good stand will sometimes gather 500 pounds. The product sells for S9O to sllO a ton, so thut on a good year a person with a hundred stands of bees would make j from S9OO to SI4OO. If every season was a good one a person could not find an "odd job" that would reward his spare time any better than keeping | bees. —Pomona (Cal.) Progress. The Private House "Cold Room." 1 The "cold room" is a not uncom mon feature of many expensive and convenient new houses. It is in reality a refrigerator of some approved make, as large as a pantry, provided with j shelves from floor to ceiling on three sides, and the temperature for most | articles is found somewhere between the two extremes. On the fourth sido j are hooks where meats may bo hung, j The room is perfectly ventilated and [ the ice is put in from the outside, so ■ that it iH unnecessary for the ice man ito v'fite}' tlm —Jff-w Yorjf Pout, SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL. Tidal waves will often acquire a veloc ity of one thousand miles a minute. Herbert Spencer has invented a lit ;le ear-machine by which he can shut jut all sounds. A steam jet casts but a slight shadow, but if it is given a charge of electricity it takes an orange-brown hue and its shadow is very dark. To the residents 011 other planets, that is, of course, providing there are such beings, our earth is a bright blue —this on account of the cerulean hue of our atmosphere. A Frenchman declares that vegeta tion can be aided by electricity. Pota toes planted in the path of the electric current grew enormously, and electri fied tomatoes became ripe eight days before the others. The snake worm is the name of a small creature which, when alone, has almost no power of locomotion. Large numbers of them, by forming a close rope-like procession, move with case from place to place. A remarkable discovery has been mado by Professor Emmerich. Ho finds that the blood of an animal which has recovered from an infectious dis ease can cure another animal suffering from the same disease, and the discov ery is likely to prove of the greatest importance. Lieutenant Apostolow, of the Russian navy, recently exhibited to some naval officers in Odessa a new style of ship, without screw or paddle, but which had instead "a kind of running elec trical gear round the vessel's hull un der the waterline, and a revolving mechanism, which, he says, will pro pel a ship from Liverpool to New York in twenty-eight hours." An ingenious contrivance for record ing sunshine is the recent invention of Professor Marvin. The professor describes tho instrument as consisting in principle of a Leslie differential air thermometer—mercury, however, be ing used to separate the air in the two bulbs, and the whole thermometer is designed in the form of a straight tube, having a bulb at each end. Experiments have been made with aluminum for horsoslioes by a Penn sylvania manufacturer within the last few months. Methods and machines used with steel had to be modified a little first. The shoes are light, of course, but they wear rapidly, not last ing over a week or ten days on a dirt road and breaking easily. The experi menter thinks that possibly an alu minum alloy might be more servicea ble. Insects that spend most of their lives in a torpid or semi-torpid condition are not always killed by being frozen. In stances are numerous of travelers in the Rocky Mountains finding butter flies above the snow-line frozen stiff. carried to a warmer climatj or into a cabin they often completely re vive. Their normal vital power is so low that a degree of cold that would prove fatal to other creatures does not kill them. The decorations of walls prove it) have a very important influence upon gas bills. From recent figures it Ims been calculated that with the different decorations a room would be equally lighted by the following candle pow ers: Black cloth, 100; dark brown paper, eighty-seven; blue paper, seventy-two ; clean yellow paint, sixty ; clean wood, sixty ; dirty wood, eighty ; cartridge paper, twenty; whitewash, 15. Only about one-sixth as much il lumination is necessary for the white washed room as for the same room papered in dark brown. A ({neor Horned Snake. Some time during the first or second week of Juno of the present year, the children of Mr. Sol Benson (a well known farmer who lives seven miles north of Knoxville, lowa, and whose postoflice address is at the aboVe named place) came home from school and made the startling announcement thai their teacher had killed a Hiiako with a forked tail. Sol does not claim to be "up" in "snakeology," but ho savs it struck him that this particular ophid ian must be "curiously and wonder ously formed" to say the least, yet he did not take sufficient interest in the matter to walk over to where the plucky "school marm" had dispatched the monstrosity to make an examina tion of its bind candal termination. The next morning, however, ho was ridiug past the place with one of his sons who was present when the creature had met the school teacher and the ax, and concluded to take a lesson in de formed lierpetology. Arriving at the place he fouud to his great surprise a snake four feet eight inches in length with a perfectly formed horn on the end of its tail. Closer examination disclosed tho remarkable fact that this horn was split from base to point, and that it would open like the beak of a bird! It hnd probably been open when the children examined it the day before, which caused them to infer it was a fork-tailed snake.—St. Louis Republic. Six Generations. Phillis Jones, now nearly 100 years old, but active and in full possession of her faculties, lives near Greens boro, Ala. She sews, and in threading a needle has no need of glasses. Phillis is tho mother of twenty children, her descendants number over 200 now, and she is prolmbly the only great great-graudmother in the " United States. _ Phillis was born on White Oak River, North Carolina, exactly when is not recorded. There are those who doubt the story, lmt tho proof lies in tho representatives of each of the six gen erations of her descendants, who are to bo seeu to-day, and whose connec tion with Phillis is perfectly cleur,— New YorK Adv<,Ttwi>
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