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There were 25,000 inventions pat
ented last year. Necessity may have
been the mother of invention once,
but it is hard to believe that she is so
prolific as these figures indicate.
Minnesota still possesses a consid
erable area of unimproved land, both
prairie and forest, which is suitable
for cultivation, and it brings in a
steady stream of farm immigration.
Her population, which was 1,301,826
in 1890, will have increased by 1900 to
at least 1,500,000.
The secret of successful accom
plishment in any line of work is to
have it done by those whose talents
and training particularly fit them for
it. In pursuance of this idea it would
seem au especially wise move to give
the charge of the cleanliness of the
streets of our cities into the hands of
women, suggest the New York Jour
nal. Men certainly have made a sig
nal failure of this work. Now let the
women show them how it should be
done.
This nation must sooner or later
turn its thought seriously to the prob
lem of road building. The antiquated
and stupid methods which now pre
vail will no longer do. Those who
undertake to build our roads must
have the necessary understanding of
the work before them. The primi
tive plan of having the farmer work
out his tax by doing his share of work
for which be has as little fitness as he
has for doing any other form of skilled
labor outside of his own calling must
give way.
The school children of Louisville,
Ky., are protected against fire by a
now and ingenious form of fire es
cape. Outside each school building
stands a steel cylinder six feet in di
ameter. There is an opening into the
cylinder from each fioor. Within the j
cylinder is a spiral steel chute leading I
from the roof to the ground. In case j
of fire all that is necessary is to open j
the door leading into the cylinder and I
step in. To slide down to the ground '
over the spiral steel surface of the in- j
tenor spiral is a quick and easy pro-1
cess. A steel tube which acts as a
standpipe, and about which the spiral
winds, is in the centre of the cylinder. J
This standpipe carries water to the |
roof of the building, aud also into |
each floor.
Tranft-Caucami* Mail Expeditions.
To cross the Caucasus rauge, which !
divides Europe and Asia, and on the
snow-covered peaks of which no ani- !
rnal could find footing to draw either
wagon or sled, the Russian Govern- j
meat employs the prisoners who have j
been sentenced to compulsory labor. 1
Three or four of these are always dis- j
patched together, loaded with heavy
mail sacks, watched and aided from
time to time by Cossacks, who fre
quently cut out away for them with
pick and shovel. They climb the
* steep, siukiug at times to the knees or
waist in the snow. A harder task
could not be devised, even as a meas
ure of punishment for the worst of
criminals. The job of the officer in
charge of each of these trans-Caucasus
mail expeditions does not subject him
to auy envy on the part of his comrades
in the army.
Palmetto Editor* OP Top.
The present Governor of South
Carolina is an editor, his private sec
retary is an editor, all the editors of
the State are members of his advisory
board, aud the headquarters of tho
State Press Association is in the Gov
ernor's office. Really, South Carolina
matters seem to be on the mend.
Use Wit with Caution.
Miss Young—l would marry no man
unless he had a steady nerve and plen
ty of self-confidence. Doctor Plates-
Well. I am a dentist, but as long as you
have been "drawn" into this subject I
' would suggest that you give me a
chance to "fill" the bill.
Doctor Plates (one year later) —'Real-
ly, my dear, this is an outrage. Four
hundred and sixty-eight dollars In
three weeks for dresses! Mrs. Young
Plates —But, my dear, only one short
year ago your most ardent desire was
to "fill" the bill. I expected gold, of
course. 'Tie thus a man's attempts at
witticism are sometimes thrown Into
his teeth.—Cleveland Leader.
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1A Lover's Ruse.l
5 Won Her by Stratagem. 5
5oooooooooooooooooooooooo
OME, Harry,
brace up I You
are looking as if
'• • • thi free moiin
tain air didn't
agree with you."
Hi' M I wish it
•k(|l> [J j-L would dry me up
hßate-—" v ua d blow me
away, or an eruption of the earth
would send some huge rock down
upon me, and end it all!"
"On, nonsense, old mnn! You are
a little dyspeptic. Come, face your
troubles like a man. I know what
the matter is; I've seen it all along,
my boy! Let her go, I say, with her
villainous-looking foreigner."
"Of course you've seen it. Every
body's seen how she has gone on,
and I've borne it all, and said nothing
until last night, when, as I had a
right, I asked an explanation, but I
wish I hadn't; I'm sorry she ex
plained it, for it's all over now, and
she's free to have that confounded
baron; I wish he'd accidentally shoot
or drown himself!"
"That never would do, Harry, for
she would go mourning all her days
after him, in that case, and you
wouldn't stand half thechauce you do
now. I wish you would make up
your mind to let her go. She isn't
worthy of you, I'm sure.
"Yes, she is. You don't know her,
Fred. She is gentle and good, but
very ambitious. She can't help it.
You see I understand her. All her
family are very ambitious."
"Oh! that's it, is it? Probably
that's the way she explained her be
havier to you last night?"
"No such thing, Fred. She doesn't
understand the real motive which has
induced her to do as she has done. It
is all owing to her bringing up. She
sees a belter chance than I can offer
and falis in love with that, and there
stand her father and brothers, ready
to encourage the thing. I see how it
is."
"Then what do you intend to do?"
"I'm in hopes she will become dis
gusted with her baron before it is too
late. He isn't much of a fellow, and
if it wasn't for his title and money his
chance would be small enough."
"Then you don't think she loves
I him?"
"No, Im sure she does not."
"Well, all I've to say is that Imogene
j Lacy is a vain, mercenary girl, un
worthy of the affection of my friend,
Harry Hammond."
"You don't know her, and that is
why you talk so."
"Well, perhaps I don't; however,
I've apian to propose, which will show
you which way her heart turns; and
if she cares anything for you she will
turn her back square on the baron and
his money-bags."
Doctor Frederick Mason opened the
door of his room and looked out, then
he examined the windows, and, find
ing the coast clear, resumed his seat,
and for some time the two sat earnestly
talking in low, guarded tones.
"The view is very fine there. See
how the soft rays of the moon glim
mer over the lake, aud the shadow of
the ovorhanging trees; oh, how beau
tiful!" aud Miss Lacy paused and
gazed in silence at tbe scene before
her. The baron bent hie dark eyes
upon his fair companion, and in low,
soft accents, said:
"You have de great love for de
nature."
"Oh, yes. There is so much of
wondrous beauty to worship in the
work of the Diviue Master. A scene
'ike this fills me with a deep joy, stills
the worldly emotions of my nature,
and whispers to my inward sense
'peace be with thee."'
"Aud you listen to de voice of de
nature, aud you be still and happy;
bnt when I look at you I cannot hear
the voice of anything bnt mine heart
crying forever dat it loves you. Is
there no answer in your heart?"
Imogene stood with downcast look,
aud made no answer. No light of love
beamed in her eyes, nor blush mantled
lier cheek. She was fully conscious
that her heart gave no extra throb,
and yet she was considering how to
auswer encouragiugly. She waited so
long that her companion spoke again:
"Have you no word for mo?"
"You are very kind," she said, softly,
with a little s.gh.
"And you. Will you be kind to
me?"
"How can I be otherwise?"
"And you will be my wife?" he
nsked, eagerly bending down toward
her. Imogene extended one hand
toward him. He caught it in a warm
clasp aud said, quickly:
"I have your promise?*'
"Y'es," wa3 the low reply, and,
turning away from the moon-lit lake,
she said:
"Let us go now."
There was a lonely bit of woodland
throngh which they must pass to gain
the main walk, and, scarcely had they
entered this when a dark figure
sprang before them.
"Your money or your life!" was the
demand, in rough accents, and with
a shriek Imogene turned to her com
panion for protection, but he was
quite busy in handing over his ready
money, and paid no heed to her terror.
Tho highwayman pocketed the
baron's effects, and then turning to
the lady he politely requested her to
hand over her jewels, but she was
quite unable to do so, for, overcome
with fright, she had sank upon the
ground.
Tho robber presented a pistol at
the noblo baron and requested him to
rid the lady of her superfluous orna
ments, and pass them to him.
"For de life he must have dese,"
said the trembling baron, stooping
over Imogene, and removing her
bracelets, necklace and earrings. "I
have no arms to fight for you. Par
don me," and he gave the jewels to
the robber; then, taking one of Imo
gene's hands, he said:
"Now we may go."
"Not so easy to tell tales. Stand
off there until I silence your tongue."
Imogene, glancing up, saw the pis
tol glimmering in the moonlight,
knew that the baron dropped her hand
and lied away, and then a new figure
appeared upon the scene, and a voice
exclaimed:
"What are you doing, you villain?"
and she knew it was Harry Hammond,
who grappled with the highwayman,
and forgetting everything else, she
sprang to her feet and rushed for
ward, crying:
"Harry! Harry! He will kill you!"
and as a long knife shone in the faint
light, and seemed to descend upon
her discarded lover she fainted.
When she recovered her conscious
ness she found herself reclining upon
a grassy mound, with Harry beside
her, bathing her temples with cool
water from the lake by which she had
stood so recently.
She lay quiet a little while, feeling
quite safe and happy, and then begin
ning to realize her situation, she en
deavored to arise.
"Where is the robber?" she asked,
looking about her.
"I am sorry to say he succeeded in
making his escape."
"He may come back with others.
Oh, let us get away from here."
Harry assisted her to rise and at
tended her to her home; aud as they
were about to part (Harry refusing ail
offers to enter), he handed her her
jewels, saying:
"I succeeded in recovering these
for you."
Looking up to thank him, she
noticed that his head was bound with
a handkerchief.
"Oh, Harry! are you wounded?"
she exclaimed.
"It is nothing serious. Good even
ing," and he went away.
The next morning a messenger from
Mr. Lacy came to request the pres
ence of Mr. Hammond to lunch; and
Dr. Mason sent back word that if Mr.
Hammond kept quiet he would prob
ably escape braiu fever.
No doubt the comforting informa
tion that the baron had been made
the recipient of a pnekage containing
his money, which he had so obligingly
allowed himself to be robbed of by
the highwayman, and a grateful letter
and a visit from Mr. Lacy, assisted
the sick mau in his recovery. For
three days afterward Dr. Mason
thought him sufficiently revovered to
ride out, and a little perfumed note,
that reached him on his return home,
completed the cure aud enabled him
to answer it in person at the dinner
table of the Lacys.
Imogene was tender and kind, and
before the evening was over had au
opportunity to confess her repentance,
aud Harry want home that night the
happiest man in the town.
"Well, Harry, you don't look as if
yon would like to be crushed by a
rock or otherwise disposed of. How
is it? Shall I congratulale you?"
"Yes, my bold robber," replied
Harry, seating himself in the dootor's
room.
When the autumn months had sent
the country visitors back to their
city homes Dr. Mason received the
wedding cards of Mr. and Mrs. Ham
rnocd.
Hoy Seta Fire to a Lion.
A cigarette, a lighted match care
lessly tossed away, a thoughtless
youth, a lion and a crowd were all
that were required to develop a first
class panic in Linooln Park "Zoo"
Sunday. The youth smoking a cigar
ette lounged at the edge of the strong
est cage in the menagerie where Leo,
the biggest of the lions, lay dreaming,
his crisp and shaggy mane comfort
ably snuggling against the bars of his
den. Tho usual Sunday throng
crowded as near the cage as they
conld and watohed the royal sleeper.
Meanwhile the youth's paper smoke
went out and he applied a match to
it for a fresh light. Blowing a cloud
of smoko toward tho slumbering king
of beasts, the smoker carelessly
Hipped the burning match away. It
fell still burning on the lion's mane
and in another instant Leo sprung
into the air with a volley of real
leonine roars that sent the crowd pell
mell toward the exits. Women and
children were trampled under foot by
frighted men and the agonized beast
continued to -bellow like a circus
calliope. Finally Headkeeper Cy
DeVry arrived, soothed the ruffled
lion into lamblike docility, and the
crowd ambled away, nfirsing nothing
worse than a few bruises and scratches.
The cigarette youth escaped.—Chi
cago Record.
Found Sn.kw Fighting Her Mirror.
Mrs. Charles Cole was attracted the
other morning by a peouliar hissing
and rapping in her bedroom. On in
vestigation she beheld a large black
snake swinging from the top of the
dresser by its tail and viciously fight
ing its reflection in the mirror. Mrs.
Cole cnlted for her husband to come
and kill the reptile, but when he ap
peared he could not strike at the
swaying serpent thnt continued the
combat with the shadow in the glass,
unmindful of his presence, for fear of
shattering the costly mirror. He
then procured a long pole and suc
ceeded in disengaging its coils from
the mirror framo and hurling it out
of the open window through which it
evidently entered. The fall to the
ground from the second-story room
stunned but did not kill the snake,
and when Mr. Cole descended the
stairs and reached the yard to ac
complish its death, it swiftly glided
; away in the grass and escaped.—Cin
cinnati Inquirer.
TALES OF BURIED HOARDS
BUSINESSLIKE ATTEMPTS TO FIND
COCOS ISLAND'S TREASURE.
fheAngel of Death Seems to Guard It as
the Dragon Defended the Golden Ap
ples—Clandestine Syndicates of Treas
ure-Hunters—Their 111-Luck.
The enormous amount of gold that
was found among the Indians by the
couquistadores, the rich product of
the mines in the Spanish colonial
period, the successful raids of the
pirates and the buccaneers that used
to haunt the Central American coasts,
have naturally given rise to many
tales of buried treasure!, and one of
them involves the Cocos Island, a
small "spot" of grouud belonging to
Costa Bica, in latitude five degrees
and thirty-two minutes and longitude
eighty-seven degrees aud two min
utes, about 400 miles southwest of
Panama.
The story goes, relates W. E. Cur
tis, that in 1821, during the revolution
which separated the colonies from
Spain, the wealthy Spaniards of Cen
tral America, hearing 4 that their
houses would be looted and their sav
ings Beizeu by the natives in rebellion,
loaded a schooner with gold and gems
and silver plate and sent it, in charge
of a committee, to Cocos Island to be
buried until the troubles were over.
Eaoh of the committee of six men had
a chart of its location. One was killed
during the revolution. Two died
from natural causes before it was
over. When peace was restored the
three started for Coeds to bring back
the wealth, but were never heard
from again. Their boat is supposed
to have been driven on the rocks of
the island and all on board perished.
This was about iB3O.
No farther attempt was made for
several years to obtain the treasure,
but then the heirs of the dead and the
other owners of the property began to
stir tilings up and organize expedi
tions for its recovery. Several par
ties went over with gangs of men to
do the digging, but never brought
anything home. Alleged copies of
the chart were made and sold to spec
ulators after the secret had become
generally known, and through the
hands of sailors found their way to
all parts of the world. Clandestine
syndicates of treasure-hunters were
formed aud expeditions were sent,
secretly fron New York, San Fran
cisco aud London, as well as from
Panama and Centra! Amerioa. There
has been a good deal of fighting and
a good deal of fever, for, althongh the
island is an attractive place, it is as
unhealthy as the Garden of Hesperides.
The Angel of Heath seems to guard
the buried treasure of Cocos Island
as the dragon guarded the golden ap
ples there.
Captain Leadbetter, a graduate of
Annapolis Academy of 1884, who has
command of the harbor fleet of the
Panama railroad, has been over there,
but declares thut it was in search of
pleasure rather than treasure. He
says that Cocos. arises abruptly from
the sea, with broken walls of rock that
are almost perpendicular. There is
occasionally a ravine, down which a
stream of water rushes, or a strip of
sandy beach, against which the surf
breaks with great violence. The en
tire surface is covered with luxuriant
vegetation, great spreading trees,
strange plants and vines and beauti
ful foilage, which furnish a romark
able field for botanical researoh. There
are many large streams also, and sev
eral small lakes, 300 or 400 yards
across, deep reservoirs of pure, cold
water bubbling up from the center of
the earth. It is said to be the finest
water in the Pacific.
According to these tales, Cooos
Island must be place for a
Robinson Crusoe. It has abundant
fish and wnter fowls, turtles are plen
tiful and crabs of prodigious size, and
the woods are full of wild pigs and
goats that were abandoned by the
early inhabitants andhr /e multiplied.
The great objection is the moisture.
The island lies in what the sailors call
the doldroms, a strip of sea a few de
grees north of the equator, between
the east and the west trade winds. In
that region there is seldom any breeze,
and sailing vessels always avoid it for
fear of getting becalmed. The rainy
season extends the year around, and
the precipitation is so large as to be
almost incredible.
Two or three years ago the Im
perieuse, flagship of the British
squadron of the North Pacific, with
Rear-Admiral Palliser in command,
came all the way from Vancouver to
Cooos under orders from London to
investigate tho claims of one Charles
Hartford, an Englishman who has a
concession from the Government of
Costa Rica to search for the treasure
on commission, and had interested a
capitalist by the name of E. A. Harris
to become his "angel" and furnish
him with funds. At the time of this
visit the only inhabitants of Cocos
were a German family named Gerster,
the remnants of a colony of Germans
who had come from Costa Rica, but
abandoned the place after a few
months' residence because of the un
healthy climate. They did consider
able prospecting ond found traces of
lead and quicksilver, but no gold or
treasure.
Two or three hundred sailors from
the Imperiense were sent ashore with
picks and spades, and dug trenches
in parallel lines six feet apart and ten
feet deep at the plaqg indicated by a
chart which Hartford brought with
him, but they found nothing. He
showed them also a tunnel or cavern
in the rocks, which they blew up with
dynamite, without a sight of the $30,-
900,000 of silver plate and jewels and
gold. It rained torrents ali the time,
and digging wos not only difficult,
but dangerous, as there were several
landslides. Hartford was left at San
Jose de Guatemala, where he endeav
ored to persuade the Captain of the
United States steamer Alert to go
down and continue the work, but the
Imperieuse returned to Vancouver
with nothing but a story,
Hartford's experience has been re
markable. One of the most business
like attempts to find the buried trea
sure was made by a Mrs. Brennan,
the widow of a ship chandler in Nova
Scotia, who heard the tale and ob
tained a chart from a sailor. She
went across the continent to Victoria,
interested several business men of
that city in the project, and in March,
1897, sailed (or Cocos in the schooner
Aurora, under command of Captain
Fred Hackett. When they landed in
Chatham Bay, oh the northeasterly
point of the island, they were amazed
by meeting a creature who seemed
only half human. He was dressed
like Robinson Crusoe in the skins of
beaßts, his hair and beard were long
and tangled and his eyes were wild.
At first he could not speak, but after
they had allowed his wandering facul
ties to adjust themselves he told his
story.
He said that some years before he
had obtained a concession from the
Costa Rican Government which gave
him the exclusive right to search for
the buried treasure, with the under
standing that he should pay over half
of all he found. He brought from
Fuenta Arenas a gang of men in the
little gunboat Tnralba and began ex
cavations, guided by a chart which had
been obtained from a descendant of
the original committee that made the
oache. After working several weeks
without result the men became dis
contented and insisted upon return
ing to Costa Rica. The captian of the
gunboat advised that they should be
allowed to go, nnd promised to return
with a new gang as soon as ho could
make the voyage. Hartford deter
mined to remain, beoause he believed
he had found the right location and
feared to lose it again. But the Tur
alba never returned, and he had been
alone upon the island, he could not
say how long. For the first few
months he kept tally of the passing
days by making notohes on a sapling,
but finally gave it up, and had almost
abandoned himself to despair when
the Aurora arrived.
Mrs. Brennan und Captain Hackett
were deeply interested in this relation,
of course, and after a few days of con
ference obtained this proposition from
the solitary islander:
"I, Charles Hartford, have an agree
ment with and permission from the
Costa Bican Government to search for
hidden treasure on Cocos island. I
was landed by said Government on
September 22, 1896 (I think), and that
government agreed to come back for
me inside of three months. I have
not heard from said Government since,
and being in a starving condition and
wtth no means to obtain food aud no
way to get off the island, und having
located the;large treasure, I make
this agreement with the captain and |
crew of the schooner Aurora of Vic- j
toria, B. C., to let them take half of 1
the treasure of whatever nature,
whether gold, silver or precious stones,
for their side of the agreement, aud to
land me, Charles Hartford, at some
convenient port in the United States
with the other half of snid treasure."
This document bears the following
indorsement in the sailorlike hand of
Captain Haokett:
"The information we came to the
island for proving no good, we have
hunted, dug and bored, and were
about to return home when said offer
was made and accepted."
Mrs. Brennan aud Captain Hackett
soon made up their minds that the
treasure was beyond their reach, aud
induced Hartford to return with them
to Victoria, where their experience
was related to Admiral Pallissier, and
by him reported to the admiralty au
thorities in Loudon.
Hartford has not been seen al
Panama for sometime, but is supposed
to be in New York organizing anothei
expedition.
Fell Over n Cllfl, But Lives.
William Hotcomb, a teamster, ol
Canaan, Conn., a few days ago fell
from a cliff on Canaan Mountain, to
gether with a pair of horses and a
wagon containing wood. The cliff at
this point is seventy-five feet high,
and the bottom is covered With huge,
jugged rocks. The man aud horses
struck in some stunted pine trees and
escaped with scarcely a scratch.
Holcomb was descending on the
South Mountain road with a heavy
load of cordwood. Half way down
the mountain the road skirts the
dangerous cliff, with a flimsy board
fenoe serving as the only railing. The
heavy rains of the day before had
undermined the roadbod, and whep
the team reached this spot the wagon
slipped and the horses were unable tc
hold it.
When the load struck the fence
Holcomb endeavored to save himself
by jumping. Just as he leaped the
wagon fell, and the impetus threw
Holcomb in a backward somersault
down the cliff. He struck in a pine
tree thirty feet from where the wagon
and horses lauded.—New York Press.
New Openintr For the Sweet Potato.
The American sweet potato has a
new field opening for it, and may
eventually displace corn, potatoes and
rice as a starch producer. Experi
ments made with this vegetable by the
Department of Agricultural at Wash
ington developed the tact that it con
tains about twenty-five per cent, of
starch. Assuming a yield of twenty
bushels or 1200 pounds of wheat per
acre, thirty-five bushels or 1960
pounds of corn, and 200 bushels or
11,000 pounds of sweet potatoes, the
yield of starch is estimated to be:
From wheat, 684 pounds; corn, 1238
pounds, aud sweet potatoes, 2640
I pounds.
IHIS GIEL HAS PLUCK.
HER FIVE-ACRE REMNANT OF AN OLD
FARM A COLD MINE.
How She Earns a Good Living: Under
Ideal Conditions—Any Young; Woman
With an Equal Amount of Determina
tion Can Do the Same.
To put matters right at the outset,
I will state that her right name is not
Sally Brown, and that the five acres
and old farmhouse which she rented
is not in the township, or even in the
State, where I have arbitrarily located
it. But this is immaterial. The real
point at issue is that she makes a liv
ing, and more; and that any girl un
der the same conditions, and with the
same amount of pluck and determina
tion, can do the same.
The circumstances of loss and death
which left her alone, to fight her own
battles, do not form a part ot this
sketch; nor do I dwell on the laok of
special education which debarred her
from skilled employment in the city.
Suffice it to say that she heard of this
five-acre remnant of an old farm, and
of the few odds and ends of ancient,
dilapidated furniture which the house
contained; and, as the rent of the one
and the cost of the other came well
within her capital of a hundred dol
lars, she determined to let them and
her desperation—though inspiration
is the better word—arbitrate her im
mediate future.
When she took possession in May,
she had twenty dollars 'eft; but the
furniture was hers, and the house and
five acres for a year. One mile away
is a small village of twenty or more
houses, through which runs a trolley
line. Fifteen miles distant, by this
trolley, is Newport. Between the vil
lage and Newport, at irregular inter
vals, are scattered summer cottages,
which grow larger and more preten
tious as they approach the city. Her
only immediate neighbors are an old
man and his wife, who grow things
for the city market. Their land joins
hers, and their house is but a few
rods awav.
Sallv wns strong and energetic, but
her knowledge of country resources at
this time was limited. Half of ber
twenty dollars was promptly expended
in quince bushes, for she had heard
that they were very profitable, and she
was much taken aback, when the old
man informed ber bluntly that it was
money wasted; quinces were too risky
for rented land, he said. What she
wanted wns something that could be
depended upon to bear quickly and
regularly.
This was her first mistake, and,
though it involved but ten dollars, it
was ten dollars thnt could ill bo spared.
Already she had spent fire for provis
ions, selected chiefly for uutritious
ness aud bulk; aud now she let half
of the remaining five goto the old man
for plowing and preparing tho old
garden behind the house, and the
other half for seeds. The rest of the
land she would have to loave for
awhile.
On first inspection sho had thought
the old house uninhabitable, but, by
changing a few window-sashes and
adding a doorhiuge and latch here and
there, sho had rendered two or three
of the rooms possible to use. The
kitchen was the best of them, and in
one end of the long, low-eeiliug room
was a huge fireplace in which were
swinging cranes and andirons, just as
they had been used fifty years before.
This fireplace would answer all presont
needs of cooking and heating.
The old garden was enclosed by
high stone walls, and along these were
rank growths of weeds and half-wild
garden herbs, and even of blushes.
Sally spent many hours, between her
seed-planting, in digging them out
and working over the soil. There
were many plans forming in her mind
for another year —beds of strawberries
and asparagus and parsley, and of
early vegetables; for these theoldmau
said there was a good demand among
the neighboring cottages; und, if grown
early enough to escape sharp compe
tition, they could be sold to advan
tage in the city. And, besides these,
Sally was looking forward to a poul
try-yard—which the old man did not
have —and to growing cress in the
brook which flowed across the foot of
her five acres, and to other things
which she had read about as being
profitable and suitable to girls. But
she would have to wait and work for
them little by little, as she could, for
she had no money. When she spoke
of her plaus to the old man, however,
he shook his head sagely, and said
that she had better put one iron into
the Are at a time; it would be safer.
One day he asked if she would be
willing to help him wash and bunoh
vegetables occasionally, as most of his
time was now taken up in disposing
of his produce at the cottages and in
the city, and his wife was too feeble
for such work. After that Sally spent
half of each day with him, and,though
her earnings were not large, they were
considerably more than her expenses,
and the work was of value to her as
an object-lesson. In June she helped
him pick his strawberries, and, later,
his currants and gooseberries and rasp
berries. When the strawberry vines
sent out new runners, she purchased
several thousand, and paid for them
in work. By setting them in June,
he said, she would have a full crop
the following season. She also set
raspberry suokers, and put in cuttings
of gooseberries aud currants.
But it was a hard year, aud, having
only her scanty wages, progress was
slow and almost disheartening. In
the fall the old man obtained for her
the looking after of several of the cot
tages whose owners returned to their
city homes. In one of these she took
up her abode, and thus was enabled
to pass the winter more comfortably
than she'could have done in the old
house. As her duties required her
only to openVand air the oottages once
aah week, she had much spare time,
and this she utilized in making frame*
and aashes for the hot-beds and cold
frames which she intended to start
late in the winter. In March .she re
turned to the old house, for the
"Vveather had grown sufficiently open
for her to walk baok and forth to the
cottages. When their owners returned
and relieved her of her duties, she
found herself in possession of eighty
dollars. With this she had her entire
five acres plowed and made ready
for cultivation, and purchased seeds,
provisions, and a few necessary tools,
expending the last twenty dollars in
hiring a man for a month to help her
with the harder work. In June the
strawberries netted her enough to tide
her through the summer.
This was three years ago. To-day
Sally employs a half-grown boy regu
larly by the year. She owns a cow
and horse, which the boy looks after;
and a second-hand delivery wagon, in
which he takes produce to the market.
She has tried poultry, and given it
up—not because she does not think it
would pay, but because she likes
fruit-growing better, and considers
the two incompatible. The strawberry
bed has been increased to an acre,
and she has long rows of blackberries
and raspberries, aud of currants and
gooseberries. Tho yearly rental she
has changed to a long lease, with the
privilege of purchasing at any time at
a stated sum. This purchase she
contemplates in the near future; and,
when once the land is hers, she will
put at acre in early grapes,
and another in quinces" and pears.
Quinces, she believes, will pay on her
own land, especially now that im
mediate mousy returns are not im
perative. Growing vegetables for
market she has given up, except in a
very few hot-beds, the yields from
which command fancy prices. Cress
growing has also been tried and
abandoned; it was an extra iron in the
fire, which interfered with more con
genial ones.
Of course many discouragements
and losses have been met with, which
are known only to Sally herself. But
her success has so far exceeded her
expectation that the first two years
can now be looked back upon with
appreciative equanimity. However,
were it to be done over agaiu, she de
clares that she could save at least a
year by devoting all her first money
to strawberry vinos, and adding other
frui's as sho aould work her way to
them. But, for all thnt, she believes
she could make a living at poultry by
devoting all her energies to it, and
also at some of the other things which
she has tried and abandoned.—New
York Home Journal.
An Indian Juggling Feat.
One of the most interesting feats of
the Fneblo juggler, in Arizona, is
called "the enchanted plant," aud its
significance is similar to that of the
"seed giving." All the members of
the tribe gather in the esttifn at sun
rise on a day selected by the medieine
men before the annual planting be
gins, and after long and labored in
cantations a kernel of corn is planted
in a jar which stauds in the centre of
the jloor. This jar is surrounded by
a cirole of priests, who sing, dance
and clap their hands all day long. The
ordinary members of the tribe retire
and go about their daily duties. They
may come into the temple for a little
while at intervals during the day to
see how things are going on, bnt their
presenco is not necessary.
It is a day of serious and continu
ous labor for the medicine men, how
ever, because if the singing; ceases tho
corn stops growing, and the grenter
tho vigor of the song the more rapid
the growth. A few hours after the
seed is planted it seems to germinate,
and a tiny shoot emerges from the
earth. By noon it is a foot high; by
night it is a perfect plant—a stalk of
corn five or six feet long, with perfect
leaves and soft milky fruit. By sun
rise the next morning the grain is ripe
and dry. Then, in the presence of all
the tribe, the high priest plucks the
ears, which, of course, are sacred,
shells the corn, aud divides it among
the several families to be mixed with
their ordinary seeds to insure a good
crop. Of course it i 3 a trick, but it is
au extraordinary one. The Indians be
lieve it to be the result of supernatural
agencies, and tho quality of the growth
indicates the comparative abundance
of their harvest.—Chicago Record.
Lockjaw a Deadly Disease.
According to Flint's Encyclopedia
of Medicine and Surgery tetanus is
one the most deadly disease to which
human flesh is heir. Of the 363 cases
in the Civil War 330 were fatal. A
majority of the deaths occur within
the first five days. When the pulse
goes higher than 120 the disease is
sure tojbo fatal.
Chloral is a remedy used to allay
the spasms and to produce sleep, for
sleeplessness is one of the chief symp
toms. When the wound is on a com
paratively unimportant part, immedi
ate amputation is advised by medical
authorities.
No wound is free from the risk of
tetanus. Healthy persons are just as
liable to an attack as the sick. Males
from the age of fifteen to forty-five are
more liable.
Cars Uniquely Equipped.
The new cars to be used on the in
terurban line between St. Paul and a
small place named Stillwater will be
unique in their equipment. They will
have compressed air for brakes and
whistles, to be supplied by a small
motor operating an air 'pump. The
air whistles will be used in the coun
try, where the cars will be run at a
high rate of speed. Each car also will
be equipped with a telephone, with
fifty feet of wire and a switch ping.
At intervals of a quarter of a mile
there will be places where the conduc
tor can cat in on the telphone wire be
tween St. Paul and Stillwater, and
communioate with the power house or
car barn.—New York Tribune.