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A Chicago banker who accepted de
posits after his bank had become in
solvent has been lined more than
S4OOO and sentenced to work it out at
the rate of $1.50 a day. As this will
require him to work about eight years
and a half, he will have ample time to
reflect on the sinfulness of fraudu
lently using other people's money.
Eight young women were recently
admitted to the bar in New York City.
The logical sequence of women at the
bar is women on the bench. The
woman is doubtless now living whose
portrait will grace the newspapers of
some not far-off year as that of "the
first woman jiulgeiu New York." And
the logical sequence of women at the
bar and on the bench will be women
in tho jury-room.
Parliamentary rule les3 and less
seems adapted to the Latins, say the
New York Commercial Advertiser.
They simply do not know how to
handle that instrument of govern
ment. It is not so much that they
are ready for it as that it does not
snit their temperament. The success
of it and its growth among the Teu
tonic -races has inspired the Latins to
adopt it in part, but less and less is it
successful with them. Italy and Bel
gium add occasional illustration to
the constant demonstration of France.
There is more wealth in the United
States than in any other country in
the world. This fact would be dis
creditable rather than honorable if
the men of weulth in the United
States, or i. great proportion of them,
did not ure their money for noble
purposes. In no nation is so much
given to charitable and educational
institutions. Thi3 record for the past
six years will astonish most of our
readers. Here it is:
In 1833..., £29,000,000
la 1H94. 32,000,000
In 1893 32,800,000
In 1890. 27,000,000
I" 1897 45,000,000
In 1833 . 38,000,000
Total $203,800,030
This year the spirit of giving has
been strong in our men and women
who are blessed with an abundance of
this world's goods, and by the end of
the year we shall probably see that
something like $50,000,000 has been
devoted to charity and education by
liberal-minded, big-hearted Ameri
cans.
% Ever Beady lor Duty.
It is toM that a telegraph operator
at Springfield, Mass., was kept at his
post of duty for many hours receiving
special news. After losing two nights'
sloop, he was relieved from duty to
get HP me vest. Jle went to his room
at the hotel, and soon was fast asleep. 1
When the lime came for him to return
to his instrument, he could not be
iiwakened. Loud pounding on tho
door did not result in arousing him.
An operator then, with his knife
handle, tapped "Springfield" on the
door, in imitation of the clicking of
tho instrument. At once the sleeping
operator sprang from his bed, and was
soon ready to continue his work.
r.roku I'p the Show.
An actor tells of a tragic experience
he had recently while playing to an
audience in a little town in southern
Texas. In one of the scenes of the
play, In which he acts the villain, he
hides himself in a barrel, that he may
listen to a conversation between the
hero and heroine, whose future well
being he is trying to destroy. In the
town hail there was little if any
"property" material. A barrel would
do to conceal himself in, so a "hired
hand" was sent out to find one. He
succeeded. He slipped in the barrel
with ease. The man and the woman
appeared, and while they were in the
midst of an animated conversation
there came a howl from the barrel that
fairly shook the rafters. This was fol
lowed by the eavesdropper crawling
out with his hands to his face, and
he In turn was followed by a swarm
of wasps. The wasps got among the
stage people and those in the audience,
which created so much confusion thai
the show was broken uc.
Notwithstanding the fact that there
Is nothing new undgr the sun. the
United States Patent Office granted
nearly 25,000 patents last year to peo
ple who had hit upon a new idea.
THE QUESTIONER,
1 fair-faced woman found a whitened
skull
Amid a ruined garden's tangled bed.
She placed It on a rose-twined pedestal
And thus to it she said:
••Grim relic of some far-forgotten time.
Whose flesh hath blossomed in such fair
decay,
[pray thee tell, in what sweet 3uminor
clirao
Dost thou reside to-day?
I THE FACE IN THE GLASS J
JACK, I really
£ don't think I can
<C bear that ward
robe where it is,
\ with the long glass
ff °PP OS i' e m y
I bed. I know I
I shall have night
mare - " 0 .v°u
think it could be
I hesitated and
V murmured some
thing about the
trouble of having the furniture moved
in a hotel, etc., while handing my
wife the English letter I had brought
upstairs for her. She had been lying
down after onr journey, and now sat
up on the bed to utter the above re
marks about tho wardrobe. She w pp.
very pretty, that little wife of inins,
with her curly, tousled head, and tho
face that sleep hud (lushed to a soft
rosy-pink—very protty, and so ludi
crously, ludicrously young to look at.
Her letter did not occupy her long.
She looked at mo uguin.
"Jaok, darling, you will have that
wardrobe moved, won't you? If I
were to wake in the night and see my
own faco in it, I shonld bo horribly
frightened. Do havo it moved, Jack,
dear!" She kuew perfectly well, lit
tle witch, that if sho spoke to mo like
lhat, and looked at me pleadingly out
ff her pretty eyes, sho wovHd get ex
actly what she wanted—nud, of
sourse, she did this time. The ward
robe, which had been placed precise
ly opposite one of the two beds that
jutted out from the wall between the
door,! and window, was now moved to
tho corner near the window itself, so
that, although from tho beds we could
still catch a glimpse of the glass, we
could see nothing reflected in it.
Wo were staying in a big, pleasant
hotel, tho locality of which matters
little. We found mau.y pleasant folk
among our fellow-guests, nud wo had
really a delightful evening, spent
chiefly in sittiug upon the terrace
which overlooked the very lovely
garden of tho hotel. The delicious
scents of the many flowering shrubs
tilled the air with exquisite fragrance;
the fresh breeze blowing softly round
us seemed to come straight from tho
great range of mountains along the
horizon, giant shapes, dim and misty,
outlined against tho pale green of the
evening sky, where the stars were
liming out one by one.
It must have been very Into before
v.-e reluctantly dragged ourselves in
doors, and went up to our room. Just
before putting out tho light, I opened
Iho Venetians outside our window to
breathe the heavenly air once more.
It was a still, starry night. The
garden below mo was quite dark, and
the dim mountain shapes could no
longer be seon. The nightingales in
the bushes sang and sang as if they
could never sing enough, nud to the
musio of their song, with a deep
undercurrent of the bull-frogs' em
phatic voices, I fell asleep.
I slept the sleep of the just, as I
usually do, aud, I should thiuk, must
havo been asleep for some time,
when, suddenly, a flash of light be
fore my eyes woke me. My first im
pression was that it must bo light
ning; my next, that my wife had
turned on the eleetrio light over our
heads. But, as I woke up fully, I
realized that the room was dark;
from the bed next to mine I could
hear quiet breathing, showing, be
yond a doubt, that my wife was
asleep.
But—but— .' sat up in bed and
stared; for the long glass in the cup
board, which had beon moved that
afternoon, was entirely lighted up.
As I have said, this cupboard now
stood nearer to the window than it
had done beforo, and, though it was
not opposite my bod, tho light upon
tho glass had evidently flashed into
my eyes and awoke me. But where
in tho name of fortune had the light
ecmo from?" I rubbed my eyes, I
leant a little out of bed, as I tried to
persuade myself that some light from
outside must be reflected in tho glass,
though I knew perfectly well that
this was impossible, for not only wero
the Venetians closed, but the curtains
inside the room wero also drawn.
Then I tried to think that the light
came through tho keyhole of a room
opening into ours; but this was a still
more fallacious argument, for tho door
in question was on tho farther side of
my wife's bed, and nothing conld by
any means have been reflected from it
into that glass.
"Well," I thought, "I am the vic
tim of a most extraordinary optical
delusion!" For, whilst I sat up in
bed and started at it, that glass re
mained steadily lighted up!
"I shall get up and see if it is some
thing outside the window." I mut
tered; and, creeping very softly ont of
bed. I drew back tho curtains and
gently opened tho Venetians. Every
thing in the _ garden was absolutely
still, and pitch, pitch dark. Not a
sign was to bo seen in any direction
of a light of any sort or kind, and even
tho stars were blotted out by great
black clouds. I turned back toward
the room. It, too, was entirely dkzk
with the exception oi 'the glass,
"And, having lived, unfold lire's mys
tory,
And, having loved, roveal the how. and
why.
And, being dead, unveil eternity,
And all it means to die."
There camo no whisper from tho lips or
death.
The hollow eyes stared at her vacantlv.
Perhaps it had forgotten love, and breath,
rernaps—eternity!
—Albert Bigelow Falne. In Life.
which was still brilliantly lighted
from top to bottom.
But, all at once, I noticed an ex
traordinary circumstance. The glass
did not reflect the stove and chair
which were the only objects now in
front of it, neither did I see myself
mirrored in it. On tho contrary, I
saw in it only a bed and in the bed lay
a form—a woman's form. I could see
quite plainly how her black hair was
tossed about on the pillow in curly
disorder.
"It seems queer," I said to myself,
with, I must confess, a very weird and
uneasy sensation; "deuced queer!"
I should like to have done some
thing—turned on the light, rung a
bell, or, in fact, done anything but
what I did do, stnnd there rooted to
the spot, with fascinated eyes fixed on
that glass.
Where the dickens did that bed
come from? And who was tho woman
in it? It was not my wife, that I could
swear, for her hair was fair and fluffy,
and that woman's was black as night.
Then, as I watched my hair literally
stood on end with horroi'. I believe
I was shaking with fright, for I saw
that figure sit bolt upright in bed, a
look of such wild terror in her face as
I shall never forget—never to my
flying day. Her eyes fixed on some
thing I could not tee, grew strained
and staring, in a perfect agony of fear
and horror. I saw her open her mouth
as though to say something—to cry
out—l thought it was. I saw tho flu3h
of sleep fade from her cheeks, leaving
an ashy whiteness in its place. Then
she threw out her hands with a pas
sionately pleading gesture toward
something that was coming to her—a
very agony of appeal in her every
movemont.
And at that moment there came
into the blaze of light a tall man's fig
ure. 110 seemed to come from the
end of the bed, as though be had en
tered the room by a door immediately
opposite to it. (In a flash of recollec
tion I remembered a third door in our
room, opening directly opposite my
wife's bed.) J could not see tho man's
face; he was dressed in some sort of a
dressing gown, and in his uplifted
hand he held a knife. Ho paid not
the slightest heed to the agonized ges
tures of tho woman. He simply ad
vanced to the head of the bed with
great strides. Tho woman crouched
back against the pillows, her poor lit
tle hands pitifully beating against bis
shoulder, but ho seemed utterly re
gardless of her terror or of her ap
peals. Ho pressed her back—farther,
farther back against tho pillows, and
I saw her white, upturned face gleam
in tho flashing light. I could soo the
fearful, deadly terror in her dark eyes
as suddenly he raisod tho great knife
in one hand, holding the other over
her mouth—to stop her soreaming,
I supposo.
But he did not, as I expected,
plunge tho kuifo deep into her hoait.
No, lio lifted the pillow, like another
Othello, and pressed it down, down
upon her, till I felt as if I myself was
being suffocated. Thou he lifted it
up again, and laid her down, and as ho
did so and turned away, laying the
knife beside her on the bed, I saw his
face—a dark, evil, devil's face. It
seemed to glower at me out of the
brilliantly lighted glass just for a sec
ond, and then I saw his every feature
—tho black, ovil eyos, tbo hard
mouth, tho low forehead, over which
a straight lock of hair fell. I saw
how he lifted his hand to push the
hair out of his eyes—and then, all at
onco, the light faded out of the glass
and I coukl see no more.
The room was in darkness, and,
sick with horror, shivering with a hor
rible dread, I crept into bed again. I
did not sleep anothor wink. I oould
only lie <*ul puzzle over tho grnosoqio
thing I had seen, and speculate ovor
and over again as to its cause and ob
ject. But I arrived at no solution,
and never in my life have I been so
thankful ns I was that morning to sea
till) gray dawn steal through the Ve
netians and to hear tho birds calling
to each other in tho garden below.
My wife remarked on my appear
ance, which was certainly no. alto
gether fostive. Avoiding as best I
could my wife's anxious questions, I
dressed hurriedly, being above all
things anxious that she shonld never
know of the horror I had seen in that
hateful glass. I went downstairs as
soon as I could, and sought out the
owner of the hotel.
He was not a ; master of my lan
guage, but, fortunately, I am familiar
with his, and I asked him quietly, but
with a good deal of lordly severity, to
explain my extraordinary experience
of the previous night.
I thiuk he meant at first to deny all
knowledge of the phenomenon; but
he had turned visibly palo at my al
lusion to it, and obviously knew all
that was to be told. And, with a little
more browbeating, I got it out of him.
He apologized most humbly and pro
foundly for having put us into that
room; but, as he explained, the hotel
was so full that it was unavoidable.
He then went on to tell me that,
some time before, an Italian lady and
gentleman, husband and wife, had oe
cupiod the room we had slept in, and
the next one to it, whose door was op- |
posite to my wife's bed. On the
morning after their arrival the hus
bund had ronsed the whole hotel, de
claring wildly that his wife had been
murdered which had, indeed,
proved to be the case. There lay the
lady, stone dead, a knife beside her
on tho bed—one of the hotel knives,
my host explained in,an injured voice
—and her husband nearly mad with
grief and horror. ! But the strange
thing was that, .though the knife lay
there, no sign was visible of its having
been used. The poor lady had evi
dently been suffocated. The hus
band, who had slept in the room next
to his wife's said that the door be
tween their rooms had been open all
night, but he swore he had heard no
sound. How the murderer had come, I
where he had vanished to, and above 1
all, why he had murdered the poor, '
innooent lady, remained profound
mysteries.
"Ho you meau that the murderer is
still at large?" I asked the hotel
keeper.
He nodded.
"Well, 1 could identify him any
where," I said, sharply.
The man looked at me keenly.
"You saw, sir—you saw?" he stam
mered.
"I saw the whole thing, from be
ginning to end, in that infernal glass,"
I replied; "the whole ghastly per
formance. Has no one ever seen it
before?"
Mine host crossed himself rapidly.
"It has been seen before," lie an
swered; "but no one has ever seen it
all. The lighted glass—yes—and a
lady, the lady in the bed—and a man
who enters. But, then—no one has
ever dared to stny to face all the hor
ror through. No ono ever saw the
man's face. They have all fainted or
run away—or what not. You saw his
faco, sir?" he ended, incredulously.
"As plainly as I see yours," I said.
"If ever I see it in real life I will let
yon know."
Wo movod our room that night, on
some plen I gave my wife—l forget
now what it was—and a few days
later we left the place, and I must
confess, honestly, I was not sorry to
go-
Bat fate works strangely sometimes.
Six months later, my wifo was con
valescent after a severe illness, and
tho doctors insisted on my taking her
to this very place again. I suggested
many other localities. But.no; there
she must go, and nowhere else. So,
hack wo went, and found it very
charming, even in winter; steeped in
sunshine, fresh and sweet, with clear,
dry air and doep-blue sky.
We had been there a week, and my
wife and I were sitting at our small
tablo in the great dining-room waiting
for lunch, when the door behind us
opened and someone came in.
"Oh, what a hateful-looking mini!"
my wifo exclaimed, and I saw her
shudder. I glanced around, and, by
Jove! I shuddered myself, for, walk
ing down that dining-room, with a
brazen, jaunty air, was tho very man
whom I had seen iu the glass murder
ing the poor lady. Without a word,
I bolted out of tho room and breath- j
lessly rushed to the bureau, where the I
master of tho house looked at me as if
I were a lunatic.
"The man is here!" I said, as soon
as I could speak.
"What man?" he asked bewildered.
"The man who murdered the lady
in that room where tho glass is.
Come quickly; I will show him to
you."
I think ho still thought me mad,
but he reluctantly followed me to tho
dining-room door, nud I pointed cau
tiously down the long room to a table
at the other end, where the gentle
man iu question was placidly begin
ning his soup.
"There," I said; "there ho is, sit
ting at the table!"
"But, no, sir, no!" gasped my com
panion; "you are mistaken. It is |
impossible; that is tho lady's husband.
He comes here every year to lay
fiowers on her grave."
"Oh, does he?" I answered, sav
agely; "then the more devil he! That
is the man who murdered her. I
swear it!"
*•
And he was the man.
Other little bits of evidence cropped
up, aud in the end the miserable crea
ture confessed to the deed. It was
somo story of fiendish and impossible
jealousy, and of awful, ungovernable
temper; but the details have escaped
my memory.
Ono curious fact remains, or,
porhaps, two facts. One is that from
tho day tho villain confessed his deed
tho ghastly tragedy in the glass wns
never ngain enacted. The other is
that, from that day to this, I have
novel- either cared or dared lo sleep
in a room where a long glass facod my
bed. —Tho Sketch.
American Horse* For tlio London 'RUB,
Few of tho million passongers or
moro who make their daily journey in
a London 'bus or street oar know that
the horses which draw them are near
ly always American or Cauadiar.
Great Britain, the "horsiest" country
iu the world, buys more than twenty
thousand horses from the United
States every year. Nearly all of these
are heavy draught-horses. The truth
is, since the coaching era came to an
end the British farmer has neglected
the harness horse in favor of the hun
ter, and still prefers to rear "some
thing that can gallpp and jump."
A Queer New Uuluea Village.
In New Guinea the village of
Tupuselei is most remarkable. The
houses are all supported on piles and
stand out in the ocean a considerable
dißtanoe from shore. This is to pro
tect the villagers from the attaoks of
the dreaded head-hunters, always
looking out for victims. Other vil
lages in this qneer land are perohed
np in trees for the same reason.
2WS AND NOTEsI
FOR WOMEN. §
3&ioieeK3(efO!e!G(eieKJK>ie!©f©K?K^ef^ie(©K
An Adorning and Adorable How.
I have a pattern for the most adorn
ing and adorable bow you ever saw.
If you like the idea after my descrip
tion I will send it to you. I have just
made myself one to wear over some of
my untriinmed skirts, and I feej so
dressed up when I put it on that I
don't care if I never have another
ruffle. In the first place, there is a
narrow belt of moire ribbon to go
around the waist. Then about three
inches from the front on each side is
a piece of the moire ribbon (which
should be at least six inches wide)
which reaehes down to the knees.
They are there tied in front in a large,
full bow. The ends are trimmed with
plissed chiffon ruffles and come quite
down to the bottom of the skirt. Go
to workund make yourself one.—Edith
Lawrence, in the Ladies' Home Jour
nal.
Tho Grent-Granriniece of Washington.
Miss Mary Washington-Bond is not
only the descendant of George Wash
ington, but she is as well one of the
most beautiful girls in New Yor*
society. At the Charity Ball last
winter she was considered the most
beautiful woman present.
Miss Washington-Bond is the great
grandniece of Georg9 Washington,
and the great-granddaughter of Gen
eral Samuel Washington, the brother
of President Washington.
Miss Bond has some rare relics
which ouce beloiiged to her illustrious
great-grauduncle, and has also many
old portraits of the Washington family.
This fair descendant of the "greatest
American" is tall and slender and
blonde, and in every way is worthy
of her ancestors. Her miniature is
in the famous collection of "Beautiful
American Women of Society" belong
ing to Peter Marie, of New York."—
Philadelphia Saturday Evening Post.
OHIO of Hie COMPLEXION.
If you begin in good time you may
prevent freckles by using the following
lotion two or three times a day instead
of washing the face. Get one ounce
of simple tincture of benzoin and add
to it, drop by drop, a quart of cider
flower or rosewater, stirring all the
time. The addition of fifteen drops
tincture of myrrh aud a few drops of
glycerin is an improvement. An
other good wash to be used in the
same mauner is made of equal parts
of fresh lemon juice, rose water aud
rectified spirits. Mix thoroughly and
leave until tho next day, then strain
through muslin, when it will be ready
for use.
Oneo the little brown spots have
made their appearance the following
is excellent for driving thein away:
Powdered borax, two drachms;
chlorate of potash, ono drachm; rec
tified spirits, three drachms; glycerin,
one-half ounce; rose water, six
ounces. Apply with a soft sponge
several times a dRy.
For winter freckles, or those which
are inclined to remain all the year
round, a more powerful remedy is
needed, and tho following will be
found delightfully effective:
Take of the above lotion 100 parts.
Add to that sixty parts of glycerin,
ten parts of hydro-chloric acid and
eight parts of chlyro-hydrate of am
monia. Your druggist can easily mix
it for you in these proportions. Ap
ply night aud morning with a small
paint brush.—Chicago Record.
Women Artists.
Those who have watched with sym
pathy the light women have made to
secure broad-winning careers, says the
Saturday Review, or the right of en
trance to intellectual occupations, aud
tho success that has crowned these of
forts in various directions, have been
unwilling, however free from illusions
as to the upshot, to pronounce judg
ment before the experiment in this line
l;ad been tnirly tried. The experiment
lias been tried, girls in vast numbers
have studied art under the same con
ditions as men—the statistics of art
studentship at the end of this century,
if ever worked out, will form a curious
and incredible chapter of social his
tory—aud practically nothing had
come of it. In other fields there is a
different story to tell.
Women have made good their foot
ing iu all the subordinate ranks of the
teaching and medical professions, and
in these professions the work of sub
ordinate ranks is valuable and neces
sary. They have also proved them
selves capable in clerkships, and even
tho direction of business. Again,
where there is an executive depart
ment in the arts, now as always they
reach first-class rank—namely, in act
ing, singing, dancing, and the per
formance of music. Modern literature
as well as ancisnt counts women of
genius, and modern education and
freedom have opened the learned
branches of letters to the sex with
satisfactory results. But the arts of
music and design have not from the
beginning of time till now a single
woman of the first rank, or even of
very high rank, to name.
A Professional Anxiety Rearer.
How to be happy though the host
esss of a large dinner party is what a
young woman, at the rate of from $3
to 85 an evening, is showing a number
of wealthy women. This young
woman, in looking around for a means
of bread-winning, decided to become
a professional bearer of dinner party
anxieties. What she does is to man
ago dinners or wedding breakfasts or
large luncheons, and though she
neither cooks nor waits on table, she
fulfils a most important mission.
She stands before the hostess in all
worry. A half honr before the meal
is served she appears in the dining
room and sees to it that the butler has
got the table set. Then she dons
her big apron, ami as guests file into
the (liuing room she takes her stand
by the pantry's dumb-waiter to see
that every dish comes up exactly on
time, piping hot when it ought to be
hot, chilled to the marrow when the
chill is necessary, and, furthermore,
she tastes it to see that its llavor is
exactly what it ought to be. Having
a quick wit, resourceful mind and a
knowledge of French cookery, she
takes care that no dish passes to the
table that is not above reproach.
Where she stands in the pantry there
is heard none of the crash and grind
of dinner party machinery; no long
waits between courses elapse.
Now, this may seem a sinecure, but
grateful hostesses look upon her work
as exalted modern philanthropy, for
even if the butler is a new man, the
cook a possible traitor to her trust,
and the caterer apt to play tricks
with ices and sorbets, so long as the
dinner manager is at the pantry helm
nothing can go wrong. With all the
ease of an unfettered soul the hostess
can give her whole mind to her guests.
If she is a hostess new at the business
she can send for the manager before
hand and have her dinner all planned
for her, every detail considered, even
to the color of the flowers and the
pattern on the tablecloth, and the
very latest surprise in an epicurean
delicacy worked up for the envious
delectation of her guests. But this
is an extra.—New York Sun,
GOBfllp.
A woman ninety-seven years old, in
the North of England, has just died
of excessive tea drinking.
The French Parliament has adopt
ed a resolution authorizing duly qual
ified women to practice at tho bar.
Olive Schreiner has never told her
age. There is no mention of the year
of her birth in any of her biographies.
The Empress of Germany is a
champion knitter, and uses large
wooden needles for the work she
does.
Queen Victoria's hobby is garden
ing, and she is passionately fond of
dogs and ponies, her especial favorite
being her old black pony Jessie.
Madame Dreyfus, wife of the
world-famed prisoner, is a handsome
woman not yet thirty years old. She
is the daughter of a rich Hebrew.
An odd thimble is in the possession
of the Queen of Siam. It was given to
her by her husband, who had it made
in the form of a lotos flower studded
with diamonds that form her name.
Mrs. Helen Loring Grenfell has
again been unamimously elected sup
erintendent of public instruction in
Colorado. She has appointed as her
deputy Mrs. Celia Osgood Patterson.
Princess Mathilde, the last Bona
parte of her generation, lately celebrat
ed her seventy-ninth birthday. Dur
ing the second empire her house was
the meeting place of many of tho most
brilliant artists and writers of France.
Francis Nightingale is weal thy in
her own right. She owns a house in
London, but spends most of time in
Buckifighamshire, at Claydon House,
the country seat of her sister, Lady
Verney. Despite her poor health, she
still keeps up a large correspondence.
A colored woman lawyer, Miss Lut
tie A. Lytte, of Topeku, Kan., is a
member of the faculty of Central Ten
nessee College, Nashville. She is an
instructor in the law department,
teaching especially the law of domes
tic relations, real property, evidence,
crimes and criminal procedure.
Mrs. Annie Bcsant is said to have
renounced England altogether and to
have adopted Eastern customs of liv
ing as well as thinking. She is start
ing a school and college at Benares for
Hindu boys, helping to make it the
Eton and Oxford of tho East. The
school will have a European head
master.
Fashion's FnUs and Fancies,
Gray is as popular as ever.
Linings this fall will be of the most
vivid hues.
The newest foulard gowns are the
purple ones.
White shirt waists of thiu materials
with insertions of laco are rejrlaciug
the ungainly white piques.
Crepons in new designs are still in
favor. A new weave in crepon has a
black silk thread, a twist-thread in
green or blue, and the effect is very
pretty.
The fastidious girl has numerous
sets of skirt-studs and elceve-links to
wear with her innumerable shirt
waists—gold for white, silvor for blue
and enamel in colors to match the
rest.
Veils with borders of chantilly in
both black and white are always be
coming and fashionable. Blue veils
are to be worn with sailor hats.
Brown veils are said to enhance the
complexion.
An abundance of jet, filigree,
spangles, cut steel, rhiuestones and
glittering beads wilt decorate the win
ter gowns and wraps alike. Eur and
velvet will be the height of oleganc 1
and extravagance. Good velveteen i:'
said to wear better and look richer
than cotton velvet.
One of the very prettiest, daintiest
and most becoming materials for wear
this season is gingham. Fine checks,
broken plaids, narrow stripes and old
fashioned designs make a woman look
five years younger, cool and com
plaisant, comfortable and stylish.
The Persian effects in silk are in
higher colors this season than ever
before. The coming rage for velvet
this fall and winter will find good use
for the Persian fad. Velvet coats
trimmed with jet nail-heads and lined
with a brilliant Persian Bilk will be
gorgeous affairs.
Not less than 1,000,000 persons at
tend the seventy-three branch Chau
tauqua assemblies every summer.
ARCTIC BASEBALL.
The Point Harrow Whalers Played tho
Gam© in Odd CoMtuiuos.
Tho nine months that the American
whalemen, who were recently ice
bound at Point Barrow in the Arctic,
were compelled to lie in idleness,
while not enlivened by social gayetiee,
were far from mrnotonous. With
i lumber brought up from fcan Francisco
I there had been built on shore a com*
I modious one-room house, whose most
1 conspicuous articles of furniture wero
I a big stove, that roared day and night,
a billiard-table aud a number of
benches and chairs. This was tho
club-rooin of the sixty or seventy offi
cers of the fleet, and here they con
gregated to play billiards and whist,
or sit about through the long Arctio
evenings, while the wind howled out
side, smoking aud spiuuing yarns of
many seas, or of boyhood days at New
Bedford, New London and Marthas
Vineyard. There were veterans who
had whaled on every ocean, and had
been in nearly every port on the
globe; men who recollected well the
raid of the cruiser Shenandoah, when
she burned tho fleet on the coast of
Siberia thirty years before, aud who
had been in the Point Barrow dis
aster, when nearly a score of ships
were crushed in the ice-floe. The
sailors and firemen of the fleet did not
have the privilege of this house, but
contented themselves with games and
amusements of their own. They had
an orchestra that played long aud
vociferously, and there was an
amateur dramatic troupe that gave
entertainments during the winter.
But it was on the great national game
of baseball that officers and men most
depended to break the tedium of their
long imprisonment and furnish the
necessary out-door exercise.
All tho whalemen were dressed in
the Esquimau fur costume, only the
face being exposed, and on their
hands wore heavy fur mittens. These
clumsy mitteua, together with tho fact
thatoue was apt to fall on the ice un
less he gave a large part of his atten
tion to keeping his feet underneath
him, made good catching practically
impossible. "Muffs" were tho rule,
and the man who caught and held the
ball received an ovation, notouly from
the whalers, but from the hundreds of
Esquimaux who were always crowded
about tho rope. With tho ball frozen
as hard as a rock, ho one was apt to
repeat an experiment of catching with
bare hands. One of the centre-fielders
was a corpulent Orkney-Islander,
whose favorite method of stopping a
hct grounder was to lie down in front
of it. The Esquimaux considered him
tho star-player of the fleet. Sliding
was the ouly thing done to perfection,
the ice offering excellent facilities for
distinction in that line; and there
was always a wild cheer when a run
ner, getting too much headway,
knocked the baseman off his feet, aud
both eamo down together. Tho scores
werd ridiculously large, seldom le3S
than fifty on a side, and sometimes
twice that. On the smooth ico a good
hit meaut a home-run.—Harper's
Round Table.
Earlier Scouts Were Originally Haulers.
The earlier scouts, like Kit Carson
and Jim Bridger, were originally
trappers and hunters, born and reared
in Missouri, Tennessee aud Kentucky,
who had a fondness for adventure.
They had pushed their way across the
border of civilization of those days
and had gone upon the plains of Kan
sas, Nebraska aud Texas for big game
aud excitement. The Mexican war
in 18IS and tbo movement of troops
through Texas and along tho Rio
Grande brought scouting into the
army service. When the era of ox
teams and trains of excited gold-seek
ers headed toward California began in
18-ID, there was a great demand for
scouts at very profitable wages. Hun
dreds of young men with a smattering
of pluius life, an expertness in fire
arms and a little knowledge of In
dians' ways, became professional
scouts. No emigrant train would
leave St. Joseph, Mo., or Leaven
worth, Kan., on its journey of four or
five mouths to tho Pacific Oceau,
without an accompanying scout or
guide for at least a part of tho way.
As the chain of army garrisons was
extended out upon the plaius tho War
Department employed more and more
scouts for tho troops, and scouting be
came a sort of science of the plaius iu
which there was competition iu expert
ness. During the Apache aud Sioux
wurs in 1877, 1878 and 1870 the Gov
ernment had about 1200 scouts on its
army payrolls. Then tho Indians,
who had adopted white man's ways,
became scouts, aud the pursuit of the
white man waued fust.—Chicago
Record.
The Popularity of Novel*.
It is a curious fact that tlje books
which have had the most influence iu
England have nearly always been
works of fiction, and it seems prob
able that this will always continue to
be so. The only J, way iu which the
public pulse can be efficiently felt is
by means of au examination of the
free library returns from the various
most important centres in the coun
try. From an inquiry of this sort we
learn that fiction still holds the first
place in the affections of readers. The
novel is still a most powerful influence
for evil or for good. At least sixty
five per cent, of the books which are
taken from libraries in the ordinary
eourse of events are novels.—London
Mail.
Where False Hair 1B Secured.
People who wear false hair will be
interested in the announcement of a
strange discovery made at Antwerp,
Belguim. In that city a bale of human
hair, weighing 172 pounds, was stolen
from a railroad station. It was after
ward learned that the hair had been
clipped from the heads of lunatics and
convicts in public asylums and
prisons.