A medical journal commends the invention or discovery of a method of treating certain diseases by a doctor in Trinidad, West Indies, but savs that "unfortunately" he is debarred from putting it into practice in his country owing to the scarcity of these particular diseases there. The people of Trinidad probably will not sco where the misfortune comes in. / In area Australia equals the United Btates. According to the census of 1891 Australia contains 3,075,238 square miles and a population of 3,- 801,050. This population is strongly British. Especially is this true of tin religious profession. The sects an all slips from the English planting the Church of England, the Presby terians, tht l Methodists, the Baptists, the Cougregationalists. The Luther ans arc an exception. Of the 2,(198,- 029 Protestants more than half belong to the Church of England. Exclaims the London Illustrated News: What an admirable place for chevaliers of industry of all kinds must Tunis he! A lady having had a dream there that whoever drank of the water in her cistern would escape cholera, 20,00(1 people passed through her premises (at a penny a head) in a couple of days. O, Santa .Simplicities I what a town that must be for the eon- j fldonco trick and all the other little I swindles that have fallen under suspi cion elsewhere ! What a place, if nut j to dream of, to dream in ! Tito Christian at Work avers that in the United States the M< tin p.list Church - stnnds first in point of numbers, hav ing 51,000 orgaiiizationsand 1,598,000 communicants; the Baptists are sec ond, and have -10,000 organizations and 3,743,000 communicants; the Presby terians are third, with 13,500 orguui- j 1 rations and 1,278,000 communicants; , the Roman Catholic organizations j I number 10,270, with 0,258,000 indi- ! 1 vidunls in them; tin Lutherans have j ' 8595 organizations and a cqmmuni- I . cant membership of 1,231,000. | , If any sanguine prophet ten years "go hail predicted that early in the Inst ; : decade of this century the world would I-OG a railroad oil the Congo built bv j I the natives of the country, muses the ' Bait Francisco Chronicle, ho would ' fcavc been set down as a wilder crank ! than Wiggins, of Montreal, who 1 figures out when the. cyclone will smite the Western prairie. At first the railroad contractors had great difficulty to secure laborers, as the native would have nothing to do with the work. Now, however, they have begun to take an interest in the enter prise and scores every day gather about the newly-graded road-bed an I work for nothing at laying rails. Savage Africa will soon disappear front the maps as completely as tho great American desert if this work goes on. The sudden fall of tho iron roof of the railroad station at Dover, in Eng land, carries with it a lesson to our iron bridge constructors, and especi ally to the management of the elevated railroad system of this city, remarks the New York Tribune. The roof in question was old, having been eou- Btructcd sonic thirty years ago, and, notwithstanding repeated coverings of paint and of other protective ma terial, it seems that the metal was eaten away to such an extent by rust that it ended by fulling of its own ac cord, and without the slightest warn ing. It remains to be seen how long the iron girders of our elevated rail road system and the steel cables of tho Brooklyn Bridge will bo able to with stand the wear and tear and vibration, as well as the atmospheric influences, to which they are subjected. What is supposed to he tho onlv frostlcßs belt in the United States lies between the city of Los Angeles and the Pacific Ocean. It traverses the foothills of the Cuhuenga range and has an elevation of between two and four hundred feet. In breadth it is perhaps three miles. The waters of the Pacific are visible from it, and the proximity of the ocean has, of course, something to do with banishing frosts. During the winter season this tract produces tomatoes, peas, beans, and other tender vegetables, and there tho lemon flourishes, a tree that is pe culiarly susceptible to cold. Tropical trees may lie also cultivated with sue- | coss, and in counootion with this fact f it ia interesting to know that a part of ' tho favored territory lias been acquired iiy LOH Angeles for park purposes, arid It ia only a question of time when tho oity will have the unique distinction of possessing the only tropical parkin tho United States. Strange to buy, inly tho midway region of tho (In titlcnga rnngo is froo from frost, thc| lower part of tho valley being ooou jionally visited. j A LOVE SONO. Wlion the summer was bright, lovo, • ' And the world was fair and free, i And the soft moon shone at night, love, Over tho restless sea, You eamo with wondrous charm, lovo, On a happy summer day, Aud with never a thought of harm, lovo, ' You stolo my hourt away. The summer days are dead, lovo, And tho world is white and chill i : And the moon is pale and cold, love, \ And the birds' sweet songs are still j But deep in my heart id-:lay. lovJj Burns hope's undying gleam* N ; And hidden safely away. love. , - | Is the summer's blissful dre irrt, v May 11. Taylor* in Munsey's Magazin?. A HORSE THIEF. BY ALICE MACQOWAN. (Tj RACE PENDLE TON rode into /t the ranch, jump* f L \l ocl lightly clown ! [J\]i \ from her pony, j| .C n )\ p Hll d shouted once 1 or twice, thereby 1 •* *2 discovering that there was nobody ' the place, even ' I having n thought well to f Vm K iv herself a holiday while her -\l young mistress 1 ;) was away. ( vV So Grace un I fastened tho parcels from the tie strings of her cowgirl saddle, tossed j them into the kitchen, and, taking her j pony's bridle over her arm, went to j the corral to put him up herself. Grace had been but one year from j tho conventionalities, refinements and I restrictions of an Eastern home, where, • to all appearances, she was a thor ough-going society belle. She had ! come to Randall, one of tne Texas pan- I handle counties, to keep house on the ! J-T ranch for her brothers, Jack and Theodore; and she was a more fear less rider, a better rustler and a more complete all-round ranch woman than most Texas girls who had been born to tho life; to say nothing of her lively enjoyment of the whole thing. As she strolled down to the corral the sun, which was low behind her, sent a shaft of light against the spout, panting side of ait unfamiliar pony tied so that it blocked the opening to the corral; and before she could take another step a voice from within called fiercely: " Who arc you? Stop where you are, you cursed butchers! I've got twelve shots hero for you ! " Grace's first feminine impulse was to flee to the house and barricade herself , against a lunatic. But tho speech was that of one pursued rather than an [ aggressor; then there was a bit of rising anger at being ordered out of her corral. " Who's in there? M she called sharp ly ; "I want to put my pony up." At the sound of the girlish voice a ( hand with a long, bloody scratch across the knuckles, reached out against the strange pony's side ami pushed him back, and a tall, young fellow stepped or rather staggered out before her. lie was covered with both dust and mud, and the edgo of a blood-stained handkerchief showed beneath his cow boy hat, which h • made a faint move ment to raise. But even in such a plight, and despite the suspicions man ner of his introduction, there was the well-nigh inetfaceiible indication of the ' well-bred man about him. "O, I'm sorry; did I frighten you? i But I'm at the end of my string. I'm ! lohu Farris from over in San Miguel I County—over in New Mexico. There's a crowd of cowboys from away up in The Strip after me, for a horse thief. I'm not tin; man they want; but there's no reasoning with them. They had me this morning. That's where I got this," lifting his hand to his bloody handkerchief on his forehead. 'They will hang me as sure as they put hands on me, if tliey don't shoot me as soon as they get in pistol range, j You've only my word for it, but, if you can, help me —help me quick. ! You'll be glad of it." "1 know who you arc," said Grace. " 1 his is the J r ranch. I'm the sister j of Jack Pendleton, who was up buy- \ ing ca*tle of you last month. I'm tho i on v soul on tho. place to help you. ! kI,uII 1 do—what can IV "Tell' j mo quickly." "It in tho traokß," said Farris. "1 see my pony s got a broken shoe, an i I haven t come across grass. r V( , t„. en I in roads for ton miles—ever sinco 1 ! 1 got across Deaf Smith, anl I've left them a clear trail to follow. If there i WHS any one here to ride the pony on ; and get rid of him somehow, and yon 1 would ho willing to hide me, they'd go past, eventually." "How much time have we?" asked. Grace; then, an she looked at him, clinging white and faint to the corral ' gate, " come in the house, au.l lie , down! I'll do something." "No, I'll be all right," answered : Farris. ' , "I'm not much hurt. They're about two hours behind me, I think—l threw j them out that much this mornin-." 'Two hours," said Grace, looking! at the pony; then a thought flashed across her. "I can do bcth," said she, "go an 1 get rid of the in away to hlind them, ' and get back in time to hido or din- , gniso you some way, safely. And I can talk to them and get them away. Now go and rest," and she jumped upon Hush once more, caught his pony's bridle, which he tossod up to lor, anil hurried away as fast as his tired little foet could go. "All the guiiH arc in the office room," she called buck, hh Karris's foot was on the door it. -p. Then dust and distance swal- | lowed her up. Ferris went in to find food, which he ate like a famished man ; then the guns, which he inspected, loaded and laid handy, from time to time ques tioning, with haggard eye, tho trail up which he had come. 1 It was a cruel, hard task Grace h ft d set herself. She argued with her piti ful heart all the way and averted her eyes from the tired pony she was leading, lest, the sight of it should blunt her purpose* She rode, with all speed possible, to the Punta do Agua, four miles south onßt of the ranch* and now running harik-fiill and furious, on a red rise. Once there she tried to force Farris's pony into the creek, and when he re fused to take water alone, she guessed desperately at her chances, took her life in her hands, and drove her own frightened and reluctant horse in, with spur and quirt dragging the other after her. When she had gotten them both in- I to the stream edge she held Rush back, i and sent the other ahead with a sharp ' lash of her quirt. When she was well | into the current she drew her small | revolver from her saddle pdeket, aimed carefully at his head) and, setting her I teeth ill a sort of agouy over the • i cruelty of the deed, shot him. The swift, red, muttering waters ) caught him, whirled him round and r ' hurried hi 111 away, down stream. draco fought her way out; and it was t nil she could do. She rode homo . across pastures at a hard pace, with j the courage and tirelessncss of a man, | hut with her heart aching and her eyes half hlin led with womanly tears . over the fate of tho poor, tired little pony. 1 No reasoning nor philosophizing availed to soothe her shocked ami i smarting sensibilities. It was the act itself that hurt her so, the act, that i seemed like a treacherous murder of tho willing creature that had helped you through thus for. [ But sho had short time to dwell on the mutter or grieve herself over it. As she came thundering down toward I the ranch house, at, a full run, And bending low in tho saddle, she saw, I above a slight rise that hid from her trail up which Furris had come, and hid her flying figure from anyone traveling it, a line of dust that indi ; cated several riders, approaching at a ' moderate pace. I They were about a mile distant | from tho house, on the west, she the same distance away on the southeast. Gould she make it in time? She would--she must! j "God help me," sho gasped; "God ! defend the right! Come, Rush !" and | bending yet closer over him, bracing herself firmly in tho saddle, sho dug ! the spur deep into Rush's side, at the j same time bringing clown tho quirt, j j again and again, with tho wholo strength of her arm. 1 Tho horse, which was a good one, find whose ability to make a splendid dash had given him his name, at such j ttaVagO and Unaccustomed punishment 1 sprang forward ill pain aild fright, j and ran the mile that separated them from the man whose life hung upon • their help in long, convulsive leaps, ' like u wounded deer. She dropped the rein on his neck and threw herself off him as he stoppe I at the door; and lie wheeled and ran t ) the covra l , every limb shaking. "They're coming," sho gasped, as .-lie staggered in to Farris, cramped, ' trembling and dizzy from her terrible ride. "I know it," he said, quietly. "Go into tho further room ; I'll fight it out; , this is cruelly hard on you." Tho food and rest ha l steadied him ; j his face was washed, his wound bound iup decently; and as ho glanced over his arsenal, rose up to the height of j his six feet, and turned a very white but manly and determined face toward her ; he was decidedly a figure to please ! a woman's eye and touch a woman's j sympathies. "O, horrible!" she cried. "No, no; you wouldn't have any chance at all— 1 you'd be shot down like—oh! "Come," she drew him with her to the kitchen, an I dragged out from a ! little room beyond some women's' clothing. She hurried a calico dress onto him, bound a red Mexican hand- j kerchief over his head and brows, and ' j threw a sunbonneb on over this. Then i ' she caught up a pun, filled it with po tatoes and thrust it into his hands along with a sharp knife. ! "O, sit down," she cried, hysteri ' oally, seeing the dress, though broad enough for two of him, was a foot too rhort, and showed his dusty cowboy I | boots. "ilere," and she pushed a chair io to the back of the room between the i stove and table aud turned it so his | ba \v would be toward the door; "peel tin* potatoes, when the men couie in." ! He did everything just as she told him, "You're a captain, Miss Pendle "V! "oT 1 r ° 11 ' tru,u P" he said ; j they n never suspect for a moment." j nen looking up and seeing her , blanched face and shaking hands, he "O, don't be so frightened; don't I fee. so badly ! I .1 rather have chanced ' it with them in the road, alone, than make you (such distress. Don't worry co ; they'll never guess it's me, nnd at the worst they wouldn't kill me here | hoforo your eyes. With you by I could probably get them to listen to my explanation and—" | "Hero they are," whispered Oraeo through white lips', nnd though the world reeled around her, tho foremost of tho pursuers found her, when he came to the kitnhon door, with tucked up riding habit, anil hands full of kindling, building a tiro in tho stove between them aud tho old Mexican woman peeling potatoes in tho further | corner. "Bug pardon, miss," said he, while I several others stood behind him, "any j of your men folks about?" "No," said (trace, "there's nobody f here tint old Felipa and ni —wo just got in ourselves a few minute, ago." I "Re's here, boys, hid somewheres," , to those behind him: then to Grace, "It's a hoss thief we've been ehasin' all day. He gave ns tho slip this morning. Don't be skeert, miss: you're safe, now; an' we'll git him an' take him away safe an' quiet." "Bob, you Btay here with the lady j —she's sorter skeert—while we hunt ' through the place/' The agony of those moments I Tho mad panic of fright and horrible un governable apprehension that pos* | sessed her* while she built that tire, ; Farris peeled potatoes and "Bob" stood leaning in the door, watching her idly and expectorating tobacco juice. ! Suddenly the leader came to tho door, and looking past her said: "-Could the old woman get us a—" I Grace interrupted him, deprecat ingly, her voice almost failing her for terror. "She -she's old and a little lame—and she don't understand any English—what is it? Anything I—" and she clutched at the table in the \ extremity of her agitation, though j Farris plainly tried to reassure her by turning his head half way round, s j that only the sunbonnet edge partially i hid his face, and handing her som j sliced potatoes very naturally j "O, no, miss. You just tell ue ; where—" but at this moment there j came a shout from the gate: j "Come on, boys! Quick! I "He's ben an' gone while nobody ! wuz hyer. Here's his huff tracks to j the corral an' out agiu at t'other gate, an' up the trail 1" "Jump on yer bosses an' git!" said the man who was speaking to Grace. "We'll leave you, miss. You needn't be oneasy. fer he's on ahead. We'll j git him safe enough; an' ho won't trouble nobody after we onct git our 1 ban's onto him 1" And in a minute's time thev were I gone, every boot, spur and six-shooter ! of them. | Grace scarcely dared breathe till the i last hoof-beat died into silence on bet ' ear. Then she sat down weakly in n chair, and they discussed what should be done. I It was decided that Grace should j change her habit for her usual home | dress, and Farris remain as he wap, ! as tho men would probably eomo back when they found tho proofs of theii | horso thief having been drowned in | the Punta de Agua. Supper was all got ready and they I waited, Grace hoping the boys would I come. They did not, but just nfc dark tho horse thief hunters were heard coming back, down the trail. They stopped and hailed, outside, and Grace went to the door. "We thought we'd jest stop an' tell ye not to worry 'bout thet hoss thief, miss," said tho spokesman; "he's perf'ckly safe. Tried to cross the crick down thar. 't's on a red rise, an' drownded hisse'f —pony an'all. We seed tho hoss, ketehed agin a moM o' drift a mile below. He waru't nowhere about. Th' ain't nothin' nowhar fer him to hide in—jest open plains—so he's drownded ez safe ez if we'd a strung him up, though't ain't near so satisfactory." Then they rode down tho trail once more, and Grace went in. Since the day of these exciting hap penings there has been a wedding at tho J-T, by which it lost its mistress. I "There's an enterprising girl, my friends," says Jack Pendleton, when ho waxes facetious over his Bister and his new brother-in-law, "an enterpris ing girl!" "Despairing of getting a man at home in the elTeto East, she came to the wilds of West Texas, where thoy were reported to be plenty, and easy of cap ture. Failing to find ono in any of the ways ordinarily employed, she res cued a fleeing malefactor from the haltert Yes, sir; snatched from the hands of pursuing vigilantes, and married a horse thief! A common horse thief I"—Washington Star. Fishing Bogs. At a certain point all tho men and dogs came to a halt, says the author of "Life With Trans-Siberian Savages." Half the dogs and men then moved further along the water's edge about *2OO yards. At a concerted signal tho dogs were started from their respective points, and swam straight out seaward in single file in two columns. At a wild, sharp, cry from all the Ainus the right column wheeled left and tho left column wh - led right, until the head of each column met. Then at another signal all of them swam in line toward the shore, advancing more aud more in crescent formation. AH they neared the shore, increasing numbers of fish appeared in the shal low water, frightened forward by the splashing of the dogs, which, as soon as their feet touched bottom, pounced upon tho fishes as quick as a flash. The dogs promptly brought the fish which they had seized to their mas* ters, who cut off tho heads and gave each dog the head which belonged to him UH his sharo of the catch. - Tho dog which caught nothing got nothing, t believe this dog drill is entirely | unique. Money In Canaries. For more than a century tho breed of canaries has been a thriving indus try in parts of Germany. In 1850 the j German dealers began to ship the 1 birds to Xew York, and then to South America and Australia. The profits are small, but tho industry is a god soud to tho poor, who make the small wooden cages.. It is estimated that about 250,000 canary birds are raised every year in Germany. Tho most ! important market is tho United States, which take about 100,000 birds per , annum. When the birds are shipped to this country they are always accom panied by an attendant. <>n the re- I turn voyage these attendants tako ' American birds and animal® to Europe. I —Gyicago Herald, THE MERRY SIDE OF LIFE STORIES THAT ARE TOLD BY THE FUNNY MEN OF THE PRESS. The Coal Man- Free For All-Put Him OR—Life's Most Serious Ill ness, Ktc., Etc. ID winter's frosty atmosphere, Against the scales he leans ; Untiringly, hie place Is there, Discussing weighs and means. —Washington Star. No REMEDY. 'I don't believe you will ever marry her. She has postponed the wedding seven times already." "I know it, and I haven't even the power to apply elotnre."—Judge. PUT HIM OFF. Ed (the bill collector) —"I'm one of the most popular men in town." Ned—."Why do you think that?" Ed—"Wherever I go, I'm always asked to 'call again.' " —Chicago Rec ord. FREE FOR ALL, Poet (enthusiastically)—" Yes; I say with one of old, 'Let me write the songs of a Nation, and I care not who makes their laws.'" Practical Friend—"Well, who's hin dering you. "—Puck. WILLING TO ACCOMMODATE. "I should like to know when yon are going to pay that bill? I can't come here every day in the week." "What day would suit you best?" ' 'Saturday." "Very well, then, you may call every Saturday." FASHION'S PENALTY. Customer—"Was it because your business was so dull that you dis charged half your help?" Drygoods Healer—"Not at all. The saleswomen wore such big sleeves, you know, that we had to reduce the force one-half or enlarge the shop."— Bostou Transcript. LIFE'S MOOT SERIOUS ILLNESS. Mr. Filiate—"Miss Rosalie, 1 under stand that you have been attending the lectures on "How to Treat Ordi nary Illnesses?" She—"Yes." He (drawing nearer) —"Can—can you tell ine what you would do for a broken heart?"— Vogue. TOO MUCH ON HER MIND. "How long have wo been engaged, George?" she asked. "Why since last August," he ans wered. 'I couldn't tell whether it was August or June," she replied. "You see I keep getting you and Freddie Smikens mixed. "—New York Mercury. A CLEAR CASE. Arrival (at 1 a. m.) "Can I sleep here all night?" Clerk—"No, sir." Arrival—"What's tho matter? House full?" Clerk—"No, sir; it's 1 o'clock in the morning." Arrival—"Ob, ah!"— Detroit Free Press. A COMPARISON. Swell of the Period—"Oh! Doctor. I have sent for you, certainly; but I must confess I have not the slightest faitli in modern medical science." Doctor—"Oh! that doesn't matter in the leant. You see, a mule has no faith in the veterinary surgeon, and yet he cures him all the same.Tog licho Rundschau. ▼AST POSSIBILITIES IN TO AT DIRECTION. He—"What disagreoable things that Miss Smarte can say ! I heard her say, after the party last night, she was sur prised that I had made such a fool of myself." She—"Oh, I wouldn't mind. She never would have said it had she known you thoroughly." Boston Transcript. NO DECEPTION ABOUT IT. "And when you told her she was the prettiest woman in tho world, you think she believed you?" "Oh, dear, no. Had she believed me she never could have any regard for my intellect. She knew I was lying, and also knew that T must think a good deal of her to tell such a whop per."—Boston Transcript. WHY INDEED? The celebrated Signora Howlinski was in tho middle of hor solo when little Johnny Fizzletop, referring to tho conductor of the orchestra, asked : "Why does that man hit at the woman with his stick?" "He is not hitting at her. Keep quiet." "Well, theD, what does sho holler so for?"— Yankee Blade. ON HIS MIND. Blaggins is one of the men who speak disrespectfully of eminent peo ple. A great pianist was pointed out to him recently, with the remark : "Do you note the weary expression of his face? He seems to have a gTeat deal on his mind, doesn't he?" "A great deal on his mind?" re peated Blaggins scornfully; "oh, yes, you mean hair."—Washington Star. ENCOURAGEMENT. Elilerly Fiance—"l hope yon nre not impressed by the silly sentimen talists who hold that because you've married once you ought not to marry again?" Pretty Widow—"Don't let that worry yon, dear. I've no such preju dice. My own dear mother was mar ried three times, and I only hope that in all things I may follow her exam ple."—Vogue. A FAMILIAR WEAPON. An Irishman in France was ehal" lenged by a Frenchman to fight a duel, to which he readily consented and suggested shillelaghs. "That won't do," said tho second. "As the challenged party, you have the right to choose tho arms, but chiv alry demands that you should decide upon a weapon with which Frenchmen are familiar." "Is that so?" returned the Irishman. "Then, begorra! we'll foight wid guillotines."—Brooklyn Life. SO TENDER HEARTED. She sat down with tho fierce light of controversy shining in her eyes. "What's the reason you think women should not be allowed to vote?" she aggressively inquired. "I don't object to the single woman voting," he answered, "but I think a poor married woman who has a hus band to look after has all the trouble on her hands she deserves. That's my only reason." Bhe arose with her face in wreathed in smiles.—lndianapolis Journal. MAITD AND MAMIE. "Ob, say, Mamie," exclaimed Maud, "you just ought to seo Harry since he : joined the National Guard. He looks perfectly lovely." "He must!" rejoined Mamie raptur ously. "I do BO hope there won't be any war!" "It wonld bo dreadful if Harry were to get killed." "I wasn't thinking of that. Lots of people go to war without getting killed. But he'd be just certain to spoil his clothes."—Washington Star. now RHR HELPED HIM. Ho had been for some time trying to get his courage up to the proposing point, but had not yet succeeded. During his oall one evening, the con versation turned upon fraternal insur ance companies, in whioh he was in terested. "Tell me," said she, "can any one become a member?" "Any one who is acceptable," an swered he ; and then, a sudden thought occurring to him, he added: "You see, it is like other things; you must bo accepted first, and then—" "But, no," she shyly interrupted; "isn't it different in that if you are Ac cepted you become a brother?" The cards are now out.—Puck. HE IIAB THE PROOF. "Undo Eben," said a young man who was disposed to be jocular, "do you believe there is luck in a rabbit's foot?" The old man's eyes twinkled. Put ting his hand in his vest pocket he drew forth a velvety rabbit's paw, and said gravely, as he held it at urin's length: "See dat?" "Yes." "Wall, dere ain' no use tryin' ter tell me dat luck doan go wid dat rab bit's foot. I's got de proofs right hyur in de kitchen." "Proof of the luck that goes with that rabbit's paw?" "Yassir," and the old man's eyes twinkled more than ever. "Do rabbit dat used ter wear dat paw is cookin' in de pot dis minute. An' if rabbit stew ain' luck, what is?"— Washington Star. Electricity for Cooking Purposes. In tho last issue of the Electrical World reference is made to a series of calculations intended t# determine tho efficiencies of coal and electric stoves for cooking, and although the calculations are necessarily only very crude they are of some interest. Tho cooking efficiency, that is the ratio of the heat used in cooking to the total lieat in the coa', was found to bo ! three hundredths of one per cent. , Adding to that the heat used in heat ing tho water in the articles them i selves, as well as for washing, tho | total all day efficiency was found to 4.2 per cent. Professor Tyndall ob tained six per cent. ' Similar calculations are made for j an electric stove to do the same work, and it is found that as far as actual I cooking is concerned electrical cooking is about ten per cent, cheaper, but it becomes thirty-five per cent, more expensive if tho water is also heated. Heating the water in a coal heater is therefore suggested, which will havo an efficiency of fifty per cent., and then do the cooking in an electric stove, in which caso there will bo practically no difference in efficiency. In conclusion it is stated that the electric oven is bound to come. Ortolan** in India. The fraudulent ortolan enters into the menu of most of India's provinces. For the genuine ortolan—that deli cious mouthful —is, as far as my ex perience goes, very strictly localized. I have seen, shot and eaten them in only one district (Kishnaghur), but I have had ground larks, sand martins and many other small fowl offered to me in the name of the ortolan in twenty districts and three provinces. The sport provided by this winged delicacy is, I need hardly say, poor; it is, in fact, demoralizing, for there can be no question of aiming at this bird or that; the shootist has to fire his charge of dust into the brown of the swarm that whirls over tho dusty plain like unto a cloud of dust. But if one cannot get ortolan save by shooting them, then I should feel in clined to shoot.—Blackwood's Maga zine. It is stated by authorities in naval architecture that a steel vessel can carry twenty per cent, more than an iron ship. WISE WORDS. Self-conceit is one of the first gods men worship. The party who refuses to forgivo is the one who is wrong. The only way to have constant peaco is to hare constant trust. There is hope for the man who is conscious of his own faults. The only thing that keeps a stingy man from stealing is the risk of tho thing. Love and hope always live together. Kill hope, and love will bring it to life again. It will be time wasted to undertake to preach any higher than your owu experience. It will not help your own crop any to throw stones at your neighbor's truck patch. Many a man's religion, if boiled down, would be found to be nothing more than notion. One reason why some men do not havo better wives is because they are such poor husbands. i The sun keeps right on shining, no matter how much men have to say about its black spots. The man who lias a kind word for everybody will not need a brass band to draw mourners to his funeral. It is about as wise to sit on the limb of a tree and saw it off, as it is to worry about things wo cannot help.—Ram's Horn. r Strange Lama. The following is said to be a trno story of the piny woods of Mississippi. It is now some time ago that a zealous young Presbyterian minister, whose heart yearned over the ben i ghte 1 con dition of the denizens of the piny woods, determined to make an expe dition into the creek some forty miles back from the const, to csrry the gospel there, llis friends tried to dissuade him, saying that tho people of that region were mostly Methodists and Baptists, but ho re solved to persevere, and mounting his horse one Saturday morning, took tho road into the woods. He had to camp out over night, aud it was about 8 o'clock Sunday morning when be reached the first house in the neigh borhood which he desired to visit. Ho found a woman there who, in response to his request for a breakfast, invited him in aud regaled him with black coffee, cornbread aud salt pork. His wants satisfied, he turned to his er rand and asked the woman where her husband was. "Oh, he's out a-hunt in'," she replied; "he goes huutin' every day!" "Well, but this is Sun day !" said the astonished minister. "Yes," she responded, "it is purty sunny; but the mast's good, an' tho turkeys'll be out on the bills." "But I mean Sunday—the holy Sabbath day," said the astonished preacher. "Isn't yonr husband afraid of tho Lord?" "I do'know !" she answered, indifferently; "I reckon he ain't much afraid. He alius takes his rifle along." Tho minister paused, nonplussed for awhile, and then began agp.in : "I hear that there are a good many Methodists aud Baptists around here?" "Mought be," replied the woman; "they's a powerful lot o' varmiuts in these hero woods." The minister rose in despair and prepared to go. "Do you think I could find any Presbyterians in tho neighborhood?" "P'raps so ! I never seed none; but I kin tell you how to find out. Jes' you step around the house au' take a look at tho baru. John's got the hide of about every varmint in this neighborhood nailed up there. Maybe you could tell 'em by that." That was a little too mucb for the devoted missionary, and ho took his departure without so much as a glance at tho hides—so tho story goes.—New Orleans Picayune. 'J Remedy for Chapped Hands. The trouble of chapped hands is a common one among farmers and tho membeis of their households, as well as with all other persons who have oc casion to wet the skin and will not take tho pains to thoroughly dry it before exposing it to the cold wiud. There is a very simple method of preventing this painful condition of the hands. This is nothing nore than to dry tho hands (or face either) after washing or any other kind of wetting with a towel, and as to the hands, rubbing one upon the other until the skin glistens and shines. Then the use of a glove when the hands are exposed to the cold winds or to the snow will do the rest, and the hands will be kept comforta ble and the skin soft. Frequent wash ing of the hands, with perfect drying, and the use of a little pure vaseline afterward, will greatly prevent the roughness of the hands that is so com mon among farmers. It is by neglect of such simple precautions and care that the farmer becomes as often said, "horny handed."—New York Times. A Musical Language. A philological curiosity, which is said to be the invention of an Italian, is the Cosmolaugue, a new universal tongue, which is expected to do for the world what Volapuk tried to do and failed. The new language is con structed entirely of combinations of the musical syllables, do, re, mi, etc., and can be written on the musical staff with notes, all those composing one word being joined together by a bar. Here is a little specimen of it: Misi (our) sidofa (father) lado (who) re (art) mido (in) lasola (heaven). The in ventor thinks that it would be very easy to learn, being composed of so few and universally used elements, very easy to write, which is done by a few simple marks on a staff of five lines, and altogether is well calculated to become soon tho oue language of the world. One evident advantage is that it can be whistled as well as spoken, and thus might easily be taught to mocking birds.—Picayune,
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