Chief Justice Judd, of Hawaii, hopos for Union with the United States— the island republic to become either a "Federal District or a Territory." Marshall Yamagata, of Japan, thinks that this is the most wonderful coun try under the sun, and says that it is the only Nation in tho world that does not need an army. Tho Chicago Inter-Ocean says: "The civilization that can photograph the invisible should not despair of finding out what is tho real causo and practical euro of crime." Eugeno V. Dobs was invited by the Chicago University students to ad dress them, hut tho faculty wouldn't allow it. They think Debs is a dan gerous man, explains the New England Homestead. Chicago is very much afraid that Canada might invade her, in case of trouble with England, and is loudly demanding a big share of the cash ap propriated for fortifications. What's tho matter with the brick battleship, Illinois? asks tho New Orleans Picayune. It is tho announced purpose of An drew Carnegie to make of Pittsburg tho "art centre" of America, by an annual "salon" exhibition after tho manner of tho Paris Salon. To induce the world's artists to send pictures for exhibition ho has decided to givo $50,000 a year for tho purchase of prize winners. Buffalo Bill is said, in Farm, Field and Fireside, to bo tho best known American citizen. In Germany ho is looked upon as a geuoral, in France, England and Ireland as tho most prominent Presidential candidate, and in Spain atul Italy as a cabinet officer taking a tour for his health. The members of tho Wild West Show are looked upon as tho courtiers in his train—typical American gentlemon. Now cures for consumption continue to be proposed, notes tho Pathfinder. Nono has so far proved a specific oure, invariably successful or exclusively accepted. Consumption appears to bo tho worst enemy of man's health in this day, and it is probably increas ing. It is these serioqs considera tions that aro urging ocientists to study more closely the pathology of the lungs. Naturo abhors uuhealth and as soon ns wo learn how to mnko tho conditions right it will be as easy to reform n pair of lungs as to set u broken nrm. In Australia they aro exploiting a whale cure for rheumatism, which is tnid to bo effective, though disagree nhlo. It was discovered by a drunken man, relntos the New York Press, who was staggering along the beach near the whaling station at Twofold Bay, and who, seeing a dead whale cut onen, took a header into tho decomposing blubber. It took two hours for him to work his way out, and he was then not only sober, but cured of his rheu matism. Now, thoy say, a hotel has been built in the neighboring town of Eden, where rheumatic patients wait for tho arrival of a whale in order to take blubber baths. Only one lightbouso in ninety miles from Bandy Hook to Atlantic City, and several boats, including the liner St. Louis, havo lately run on tho beach in that stretch, exclaims tho Now York Dispatch. Only ono light house for tho Long Island shore ap proach to Bandy Ilood for sixty miles nnd over, where numerous wrcoks aro beached nnd strew tho coa3t every yenr. Is the approach to the greatest burbor iu tho world properly pro tected considering the dangerous snnds waiting to hold any craft unfor tunate enough to get ashore nnd con sidering the enormous tounago and its value that has to reach this port by running tho gauntlet of the Jersey aud Long Island sands? A State organization of the school boards of Minnosota has been formed. Thoro aro Bimilar organizations in Ilii rois, Wisconsin, lowa, Texas and Pennsylvania, and a National conven tion, tho first, will bo hold in Buffalo this year, in connection with tho Na tional Teachers' Association. Tho purpose in the organization of these State associations of school hoards is to gather and exchango opinions and decisions. Without such organiza tion, it is nrguod, school boards aro independent bodies, each acting upon its own host judgment, and knowing little or nothing of tho mdthods of other boards. School teachers and superintendents have their conven tions and exchange of ideas, and it is equally dcsirablo that members of school boards should havo an oppor tunity of educating themselves for their duties. JENNY AND THE COWS, fho cows arc comlog homo, Jenny— I hear their clanking bolls: White Face And Bright Face: Coming, coming, coming from tho clover, in tho dells; Coming, Jenny girl, And what earo they for a curl, Or that rod rose that you wear in your hair Jenny girl! Tho cows are coming home, Jenny, tho cows aro coming home: Lazy Bell And Daisy 801 - Coming, coming, coming from tho flolds where wild doves roam; „ Coming, Jenny dear, Aud I wondor why you wear Such ribbons and such roses in your hair, Jenny dear! Tho cows are coming homo, Jenny; by the lowing calves they're led. Whito Face And Bright Face: Coming, coming, coming—but beware that rose of red! Or do tho cattle care For n woman's ribboned hair? Nay! thero's some one watching—watch ing for your coming, Jonuoy dearl Tho cows are coming home, Jenny; but little do you care For Lazy Bell, j Or Daisy 801 l From fragrant flolds of clover, while In all tho twilight air A sweeter music swolls Than tho ringing of thoir bolls From lips that cry for kissos from your rod lips, Jenny dear! No'er mind the cattle, Jenny; they'll come for all the girls; Daisy Bell And Lazy Bell: Tho calves 'll call them homeward spit© of of ribbons and of curls; Think you tho cattle care For the rose that's in your hair? Nay! but one there is who loves you, anl he's waiting. Jenny dear! —Atlanta Constitution. JTKRO. lived in bank of the Mississippi. Tho rising CffiJ groondwhich ' thoy occu i_Jr® pied had for merly been an island; but the Gov ernment had built a dike—locally called tho "cut-off"—at tho head of the slough, which turned tho water into tho main channel; and the rich, low ground between them and the shore road was where they planted their garden. There were three of them, John Lane, his wife and their Frod, not counting Hero; but Hero was so large and clumsy that ho might havo been counted for a dozen. Whenever he camo into tho house the dishes on tho table were in imminent danger from the majestic sweep of his huge, bushy tail; aud as this so wor ried .Fred's mother—for dishes were costij and hard to get -Fred kept him out of doors most of the time, except on cold nights in the winter. Then Hero was allowed to como into tho house, but was promptly made to go under Fred's bed, in order, as Mr. Lane would say, that there might bo room enough left to turn in. Mr. Lane was a raftsmaD, and had worked for years around tho old saw mill that stood on the river bauk a mile above their little home. As tho mill ran only when the river was cpou and free of ice, it was very difficult to mako his scanty oarningß last through the winter. It was Fred's work dur ing tho summer months to gather tho driftwood which floated down from the mill. His father had built a nar row staging for him, which extended out over the water; and by means of a long pole, having a sharp iron hook on the end, he could catch hold of and securo any pieces that floated near him. Hero would sit on the bank and gravely watch tho proceedings; until one day whon Fred missed his mark and a fine, largo block escaped him, tho dog gravely rose, plunged into tho water and brought tho block back to the pile. When Fred had recounted this feat, his father bnilt tho staging wide enough for two; aud thereafter Hero sedately stationed himself besido his little master. Wheuever a largo block driftod past beyond Fred's reach, he pointed it out to Hero, who would swim for it and drag it ashore in his huge mouth, with an air of: "There, now ! I did that all mysolf I" and then gravely return agnin to his seat ot tho end of tho narrow stagiug. In this way tho pile grew rapidly, anil before tho mill shut down they had more than enough for tho winter. Aa Fred piledjthc last of it against the honso he laughingly said to his mother : "I think old Hero has esmed the right to stay in the house all ho wants to, and to sing as loud as he pleases when Daddy plays his fiddlo. If it hadn't been tor Hero, that pile would have been about half ns large." Hero looked as if ho fully understood it all, and, as Fred's mother said, "roally smiled." The winter was unusually long and severe, and it was quite late in the spring bofore the ice moved out. Then the heavy rains set in, and for two weeks there was almost a continual downpour. The river rose alarmingly, and then soemcd to settle a trifle; still it worried Mr. Lane, for ho said the house was too old to bear the strain should the water reach the foundation. Fred had great sport sending Hero out for all sorts of things that floated by ; and then one morning, to his sor row, he saw his staging swept away. 'The river again rose rapidly, and crept uncomfortably near them. By night tho water had reached their cabin steps; but, as it seemed to rise no higher, they decided to bring Hero in and go to bed as usual. Before dawn they were roused by a loud knocking; it was one of the men from the mill. The stringers securing tho log jam had broken, and help was needed immediately; so Mr. Lane dressed, and, with a hasty good-by, followed tho messenger up tho wet road. Frod's mother could not go back to sleep; so she built a roaring firo in tho old fashioned wide-mouthed fire place and sat before it watching the Hames. They could hear nothing but the roar of the rising river, and re peatedly wont to tho door to peer out into the darkness. Already tho logs were coming down, and should a few of these strike the cabin she feared thoy might start it from its loose foundation. It scorned to her by tho sounds that the water had reached tho garden, but that could hardly be pos sible unless tho cut-off had broken. Yet the sounds were so strange and alarming that she decided to wakon Fred and be ready to loave by day break, if the river should still bo ris ing. Hero seemed to know' that danger was near, and Fred was so exoited ho could scurcely dross himself. The dog pawed at the door and whined, and day was just breaking us Fred opened it. "Oh, mother," ho cried, "the cut off suroly has gone, for see, tho river is between tis and the road." Mrs. Lane hastened to the doorwny, and for a moment her heart stood still with fear; for she saw it was now im possible to leave tho cabin. Their garden was a perfect millrace, down which the heavy logs were tumbling and turning. As yet tho water just covered their first step, hut it seemed to bo rising rapidly and each moment brought tho heavy logs nearer to them. Sho hastily prepared breakfast, urg ing Fred to eat heartily, for she did not know when they might have an other warm meal. Hero came in for his share as well, and beforo they had finished a tiny stream made its way across the fioor, and now and then the cabin was jarred by some heavy object striking it. Very calmly Fred's mother ex plained that their safest place now was out on the roof, as tho logs wore liable to send tho cabin down stream at any moment. She seemed so quiet that Fred did not wholly realize their danger, and this was as she wished it. Fred snid it was quite liko camping, getting the blankets and food to the roof; aud he entered heartily into tho work. But wheu it camo to getting Hero up tho ladder and out through tho small opening it was a great task. The old fellow seemed to understand; but ho was so heavy that ho could not bold himself on the rounds, and ho had never been taught to climb lad ders. Fred finally piled up the tables aud chairs andcoaxed Hereto mount them. Then, by pulling at tho dog's groat fore-paw and with Mrs. Lane lifting and pushing below, they finally suc ceeded. Soarely had they settled tbcmselvos ou the roof when u jam of halfja dozen logs struck tho house, tho eddying waters whirlod tho light framoaround, aud, with a gentle, rooking motion, it settled down aud slowly fioatod away upon the stream. Fred said they wore regular Robin son .Crusocs out on the raft, and en deavored to cheer his mother by de claring that tho men surely knew of tho break, and would quiokly come to their rescue. Hero crept to her and laid his great head in her lap, and for a moment her tears blinded her ; then she resolutely brushed them aside, for sho felt that she must not lot her fears overcomo her, but must watch for some means of escaping. Slowly tho old cabin floated along, sometimes driven by tho current close to tho shore, and her hopes would rise; and then, caught by tho eddies, it would turn round and round and be driven frr out toward tho middle of tho wido river. Suddonly there was a harsh grating sound as trey dragged on a gravelly bottom ; then tho cabin listed far over to one side, swung part way around and then bnoit again, and settled hard and fast aground. They were firmly caught ou a sandbar ; but if some of tho drifting logs or treos should liappon to strike the cabin, Mrs. Lane feared it would break and founder. Anxiously she watched and prayed for assistance. Would it hold together until help came? Surely her husband must know about the broken cut off nnd would came in pursuit— they had not drifted far—and ho must soon overtake them. When Mr. Lane arrived at the mill he joined in the difficult labor of pol ing such logs as thoy could securo into the, comparatively still waters of a little bayou and mooring them se curely. The men worked like Trojans; but, strive ns they might, thousands of feet of valuable timber were swept away. By ones and twos and dozens the great logs were whirled beyond their grasp; and when daylight broke, a shout arose, and was repeated hoarsely from man to man: "The cut off's broken open." "Run, Lane !" tho foreman shouted; "drop it and run for your oabinl" But John Lane needed no such spur. At tho first intimation of tho break, ho had dropped his polo and raced away down the shore road. "He'll need help, men," tho fore man said. ".Too Hart, you aud Chap man join him. Belter to lose the wholo log jam than a mate's woman and youngster." Lane, in his haste, had thought of nothing, hoping onlj to find the house standing; but Joe Hart thoughtfully went into the mill and came out bear ing two coils of rope. "I'm thinkuu we'll need 'um," he remarked, catching up with Chapman and handing him half of his burden. When Luuo reached a point that should have brought tho cabin in view, to his horror nothing was vis iblo but an expanse of rushing water. For a momeut he felt stunued; but, looking back, he saw his two friends with their heavy rope coils; and real izing why they had brought them, ho started down tho shore fastor than ever. As far as he could see down the stream there were no signs of tho cabin; but the river curved a short distanco below and a thick grove ot trees hid quito a long stretch of it. As he rounded the point and tho bond was disclosed, to his great joy he saw tho house ahout half a milo below him. With a glad cry to his friends, he hurried onward and soon gainod the nearest approach of the shore to his poor little stranded family. Cheering them with shouts, ho bo gun to doviso Homo means for effeoting their rescue. This appeared a diffi cult matter. They were fully two hundred fqet from the shore; the cur rent botweon them was very strong, und it would bo hazardous for a swim mer to try to roach them, because of tho floating logs and debris which might striko and overwhelm him. Thore wero no boats to bo had, all those at tho mill having been earriorl away by tho freshet; and how to got them ashore was a perplexing and seri ous question. Hart suggested that if thoy eould in any way manage to pass a lino to them, a large tub might be procured and rigged to ferry them over. Bnt how might they get tho rope to them? Suddenly Mr. Lane brightened up. "I b'lievo Hero'll do it," ho said, as ho hastily tied a block of driftwood to the en iof tho smaller rope. Then, making a trumpet of his hands, to carry his voico ahovo tho noiso of tho river, ho called: "Send Hero aftor the block I throw out." Fred ronsed the dog nnd bade him "watch sharp;" and his father flung tho block toward them. "After it, Hero. Get it!" Fred shouted; and Hero, true to his old training, plunge! into the rushing water. But tho dog was bewilderod by tho strength of the current, and wnen ho felt himself boruo down stream, ho turned nnd swam back to the cabin. Fred scolded him roundly and cuffed his ears; while Mr. Lane pulled the block back to tho shore and ran up stream a little distance, to cast it in above the bar. Fred, in tho meantime, kept Hero alert. Tho dog was prepared for another attempt, and sat up watching expectantly. Mr. Lano swung tho block round and round in the air, and thon sent it dying out over tho water. The dog plunged in, and made bravely toward it. He understood tho current this time, and headod up stream agaiust it. Would tho block bo carried past him? Would ho bring it to thom should bo reach it? Could he stem tho torrent and lodge tho drift? How tho old fellow was chcored along! Shouts from tho shore bade him go ahead; shouts from Fred urged him forward. He reached it at last and grasped it with his strong jaws. Then for a moment ho hesitated, and scorned undecided which way to turn. What! wonld ho go to tho shore with it ? The men shouted hoarsely and men tioned him back. Ho was nearer to thorn, nnd it would have been much easier for him to enrry it ashore; but Fred's voice rang out clear and shrill: "Hello, Hero I Bring it to me. Here, old hoy. Baal;—back hero with it I" And slowly tho faithful nuimal turned and faced his little master. Tho cur rent swept him below tho house; but ho fought bravely onwnrd, nearer and uonrcr, until X r red was able to grasp him. Bravely done, old Iloro! Rightly named, for you saved two lives. Slowly ho raisod himself to tho roof and Fred passed the lino to his mother, thon throw both his arms around Hero's wet nook and broko out wildly sob bing. Mrs. Lnno hastily tied the ropo to one of the cabin's rafters. Tho men brought a tub from a fannhouso near by and swung it by both its strong handles. Mr. Lano then jumped in with a seoond rope, which he payed out behind as ho cautiously ferried across tho water. Ho hanlod himself along slowly, gotting an oooasional wetting, but landed on tho houso roof safely at last. How joyfully they wel comed him I Hero claimed his share of praise; and doos any one doubt that ho got it? Mrs. Lano was placed in tho tub and told to hold the ropo firmly to keep their frail makeshift from tipping,and the men on shoro slowly hauled it across by meuns of the small line tied to it. She landed safely, and tho tub was pulled baolc to rescue Fred and his father. Hero stcod watching them, until they wero some distance from the house, and looked as though he oxpected the tub to come back for him; but he finally plnuged in and followed. He was first to reach shore, and came trottiug up the bank to meet them as the tub landed. Boforo very long the cabin went to pieces, and until then no one really appreciated how much they owed to Hero. From that day on ho was al ways allowed the very best of every thing, and if his great tail did occa sionally break a dish nothing was ever said about it.—Now York Indepen dent. Jluyie " I'ittil is lied Cheaply. Musio is published very cheaply, Tho cost of 100 'copies is only about S2O, if the cover of the musio is plain. There wero 00,000 musical composi tions turned out from American presses last year. Hardly more than a dozen songs were a popular Buocess. Tb' i need not deter the musically am bitious, who can, if thoy find the proper place, become composers "whilo you wait." —San Francisco Ohroniole. "JOCK." The Shepherd Collie Which Paved Twenty-five Horace. When Mr. Leicht, of the Pnopeke- Leicht Lumber Company, pit 1(1 $25 for Jock, a Scotch collie, he litthPt bought the dog would pay for Itself a hundred times over and save property worth $3,000. Such, however, is the fact, and had it not been for the sagacity of Jock twenty-five horses belonging to Mr. Leicht's firm would have lost their lives in the fire which partially destroy ed its lumber-yard on Tuesday night. The horses were in a stable in the rear of the building in which the fire was discovered, and though the night watchman cut their halters they would not leave the building. Jock seemed to understand the situation, and, rush ing into the stalls, drove the animals out one by one. lie barked and bit at the heels of the frightened animals, and did better work than a score of men. One of the animals after he was outside ran back into the burning sta ble and was followed by Jock. But the efforts of the dog were of no avail; the horse was "tire mad" and was burned to death. Jock Is four years old and Is the nightly companion of Watchman Arndt. The dog discovered the tire and by barking attracted the atten tion of the watchman. When his work of rescue was complete he took up a position by tlie yard gate, and neither streams of water nor showers of sparks would dislodge him from his place. Jock is of pure Scotch breed, and, ac cording to his owner, Tuesday night's occurrence was not the first exhibition of intelligence above the ordinary. Sev- > . rrmrm "JOCK," THE SHEPHERD COLI.IE. oral times he has driven suspicions characters away from the yards, and woe to the tramp who tries to turn a lumber pile Into a lodglug-liousc.—Chi cago Tribune. SATAN IN HARNESS. A Giant Georgia Negro Does the Work of a Mule* "Satan at last in harness" should not bo construed as moaning that th(*cloven hoof individual who figures most eon spicuously in Dante's Inforno has boon suddenly halted in ids travels to and fro on this earth. The Satan here re ferred to is Sam Satan, a giant negro, of Dougherty County, Georgia, who al lowed himself to be liltclied to a plow and (lid the work of his deceased mule. Ham had owned a mouse-colored mule for a number of years, but liard work had hurried it to the bone factory, and money was not plentiful with Sam, and just how lie should do the plowing in his field worried liini very much. lie saw nothing else to do but to take the mule's place in the harness, and let ids wife do the driving. For one whole summer Sam assumed the role of a SAM SATAN IN TITE PLOW. mule, ami did the work in a masterly manner that created jealousy among the mules of the county. Satan Is seven feet tall and as strong as an ox, nnd lias the reputation of be ing the Samson of Georgia. One of his feats that attracted especial attention was where lie picked up four men, each weighing about 150 pounds. Putting one oil each shoulder and taking one on each arm, lie walked off down the street as easily ns nn ordinary man would carry a 50-poun