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FORESTS FOR CONSUMPTIVES.
Pennsylvania Mountains May He Chnngcd
to Resorts.
Stats Forestry Commissioner Both
rock, who, with other members of the
commission has completed an inspect
ticn of the forests of Luzerne County,
Pennsylvania, has outlined in brief the '
purpose of the state in acquiring large '
tracts, says the Philadelphia Ledger. I
•He said: "The duty of the commis- !
sion is to purchase three timber res- '
ervations of 40,000 acres each at the !
headwaters of tho three principal riv- j
ers, the Delaware, Susquehanna and ;
Ohio. The idea of these forest pre- j
serves is to raise timber on ground
that will not produce anything else 1
The state wants to put the timbei j
back, and cultivate and rear forests !
of the same order as the extensive
Tllack Forest in Germany was started. |
Tho culmination in our present ideas
may not be in this generation. It took
Germany 200 years to make the fa
mous Black Forest what it is now.
But the United States will probably
make as much progress in that line
In fifty years as Germany has done in
two centuries. The climate of Penn
sylvania is far more healthful than
that of any other state in tho Union,
but the people do not know it. Be
sides, they can not enjoy outdoor life
fct present without trespassing on some
one's or some corporation's domains.
There will be no need for our citizens
to go to the Adlrondaeks, to Colorado,
California, Florida or elsewhere when
we once get these timber preserves in
full operation, for healthful outdoor
recreation. One out of every 1,000 j
persons dies of pulmonary consump
tion in the Adlrondaeks region, whll€ j
In the Keystone State the rate is only !
one in every 1,330 persons. It is only
a question of time when Pennsylvania
will be called upon to take care of its
consumptives, and find away to pre
vent the spread of that dreaded dis
ease. Our state timber reservation!
will be the remedy to help tho etat!
out of that dilemma."
AMONG THE BANKS.
Three Chicago Conrerna Consolidate— 1
New York Get* New One. V
The directors of the Continental
tlonal bank of Chicago have voted
unanimously in favor of increasing the
capital stock of $1,000,000, making it '
$3,000,000. Three of Chicago's oldest I
and largest banking institutions are to j
be consolidated. The Corn Exchange
National, the American National and
the Northwestern National are to pool ;
Issues and reorganize under the char- !
ter of the Corn Exchange, retaining its i
title. President Ernest A. Haraill, of i
the Corn Exchange bank, will be pres- j
ident of the consolidated corporation. I
The new Corn Exchange National bank j
will have a capital stock of $2,000,000,
a surplus of $1,000,000 and undivided!
profits of $500,000. The Federal Na
tional bank of New York city is tho
proposed title of an institution for
which the application has been approv
ed by Acting Comptroller Kane. Tho
proposed capital is $500,000, and the
responsible applicant who has con
ducted the correspondence is Joseph T.
Hall, the real estate man at 35 Nas
sau street. The other four incorpora
tors required by law are Walter I>. j
Johnson, broker; Charles A. O'Dono
hue, merchant; Percy B. G'Sulllvan, I
and Jason C. Moore. It is announced
that the United States treasury's third :
call for $5,000,000 from government de-1
positories will be the last. The remain
ing $10,000,000 needed for the retire
ment of the $25,000,000 old 2 per cent
bonds, it is stated, will be made up
from the growing treasury surplus
The three calls have been prorated
among the banks all over tho coun
try having government deposits, and
the eight depositaries in Philadelphia,
after responding to the last call, which
was payable July 16, contributed
something like $750,000 in all.
II sy's Spi%rtan Courage.
Altoona (Pa.) correspondence Phila
delphia Record: Fifteen-year-old YVil
ilarn Van Allman, while picking ber
ries west of the city, was nipped by a
rattlesnake, which he failed to observe
under a bush. The fangs of the rep
tile caught one of the boy's fingers
uear the end. First killing the snake,
the lad drew his poclietknife, and, with
Spartan courage, cut off the injured
finger at the second joint. He bound
the wound with his handkerchief and
hastened to Altoona, where the injury
was dressed. The physicians say ho is
in no danger.
Men who spoil babte3 and build all
castles Indulge in-fancy.
THE MEADOW LARK.
Mlnrtrc-l of melody,
How shall I chant of thee,
Floating in meadows athrill with thy
song?
Fluting anear my feet,
Plaintive, and wildly-sweet—
Oh, could thy spirit to mortal belong!
Tell me thy secret art.
How thou dost touch the heart.
Hinting of happiness still unpossessed;
Say, doth thy bosom burn
Vainly, as mine, and yearn
Sadly for something that leaves It un
blessed?
Doth not that tender tone.
Over the clover blown,
Flow from a sorrow—a longing in vain?
Or, Is It Joy intense,
So like a pang, tho pense
Hears in thy sweetest song something of
pain?
1 A COUNTRY COUSIN ||
HHBB——P— ——— IT" IT I wmm
Had you ever a cousin. Tom?
Did your cousin happen to sing?
There are brothers and sisters by doz
ens. Tom.
But a cousin's a different thing!
—Anon.
The news and the dessert were served
simultaneously.
"By George, if I hadn't nearly for
gotten!" quoth Stafford pere. He rum
maged in an inner pocket.
"Can't find the letter. Must have
left it at the office. Anj-how, it's from
my cousin, Godfrey Chester "
"Now. Henry!" interrupted the mild
voice of Mrs. Stafford in amused ex
postulation. "Why will you keep up
that fiction about the couslnship? It
is mythical, and you know it!"
"It's certainly remote," conceded the
beaming paterfamilias at the opposite
end of the table, "but there once was
a relationship—a long time ago, I ad
mit. But Chester and I have taken the
world as we found it. He's a good fel
low and I've always been urging him
to manage that our young peoplo may
become acquainted. He writes that his
daughter will pass through Chicago to
morrow on the way to New York, and
will spend a few days with us. He
says he wishes one of my family
would meet her. Bless my soul, here's
the letter after all!" He put on his
spectacles—read aloud: "You can't
mistake her. She's a curly-headed lit
tle girl, in a gray gown and a hat
with gray feathers. She's a nice child,
and I'll be glad to have her meet your
youngsters." "There!"
"A child!" groaned Ralph, who was
22 and studious.
He swallowed his cafe nolr at a
gulp and rose disgustedly.
"Youngsters, indeed!" cried Dick dis
dainfully. "Does he take us for kin
dergarteners?"
Roes, who was the eldest, smiled in
quite a superior and disinterested fash
ion. He boasted a flourishing mus
tache. He was studying law. Plainly,
the subject had no interest for him.
"Eh, but one of you must meet the
child!" cried the head of the house.
"You'll go, Ralph?"
"Can't, sir. I'm doing an article on
the architecture of the tenth century.
It takes a lot of research. I'll be all
morning in the Newberry Library."
Henry Stafford, huge of girth, rose
ate of visage, and twinkling of eye,
turned his harvest moon face implor
ingly toward his youngest son.
"You. Dick?"
"Got a golf match on. Can't make
it. sir."
"Dear, dear! If your sister were
only at home "
"She'll be back tomorrow after
noon," put in Mrs. Stafford.
"But the little girl gets here in the
morning. She must be met. She 13
from a comparatively small town. She
would be quite bewildered were she to
find herself alone in Chicago. Besides,
I'm under several obligations to Ches
ter in a business way." Ho sent the
good-looking young fellow with the
mustache an appealing glance.
"I wonder now, Ross, if you "
Ross laughed leniently. "You poor,
perplexed old chap! Yes, I'll see that
the child gets here all right!"
"Good!" said Henry Stafford, with a
sigh of relief. "Good."
But. when the Western train dis
gorged its jostling multitude in the
Union Depot the following morning
Ross Stafford, standing close by the
iron gates, found that he had under
taken a task of greater magnitude
than he had at the time imagined.
There was such a crush of people,
stout and thin, tall and short, big and
little. There were children—proces
sions of them. But they all seemed to
belong to the folks who hurried them
along. Never a glimpse could he catch
of a curly-headed little girl in a gray
gown wearing a hat with gray feath
ers. the dress brown? By
Jove! He wasn't even sure of that.
The last laggard group trickled away,
Ross knew the conductor of the Den
ver train—spoke to him as he came
hurrying along.
"All off your train, Brigham?"
"Sure!" t
"There was a little girl coming to
Chicago—had curly hair —a blue dress
—a green hat—blest if I remember!
Wasn't she on?"
"Alone, was she?"
"Yes."
"No, sir. Didn't come. Sure? Course
I am."
Ross wheeled around. "Well! I'll
telephone tho folks that she wasn't on.
Dad can wire her people and find out
—I beg your pardon!"
And he suddenly found himself bow
ing profoundly, hat in hand, before a
j oung woman with whom he had al
most collided in his haste, a slender
young woman, a graceful young wo
man, a lovely young woman, as his
susceptible heart instantly acknowl
edged.
She accepted his apology with a
slight bend of the head—a vivid blush.
Others may cleave the steeps.
Soar, and in upper deeps
Sing: In the heaven's blue arches profound;
Rut, thou most lowly Thing,
Teach me to keep my wing
Close to the breast of our Mother, the
groundl
Soon shall my fleeting lay
Fade from the world away—
Thine, ever-durlng, shall thrill through
the years:
Love, who once mo,
Surely hath saddened thee—
Halt' of thy music Is made of his tears!
Long may I list thy note
Soft through the summer float
Far o'er the lields where the wild grosses
wave;
Then, when my day Is done.
Oh, at the set of sun.
Pour out thy spirit anear to my grave!
—Lloyd Mifllln in Independent.
Half way up the stairs he glanced
back, saw her standing where he had
left her. He hesitated—went back.
"You are waiting for some one? Can
I be of service?"
"Thank you!" Ye gods, what a sweet
voice. "I am afraid there has been a
mistake. No one has come to meet me.
May I ask you to call a cab?"
And when he had done so, when she
had thanked him, when he stood hare
headed on the curbstone as the ve
hicle rolled away, he recolected that he
had not listened to the address she
had given the driver, and he walked
off In a towering rage at his own im
becility.
Never was there so dreary a day, al
though the late August sunshine found
its way into his oiflee. Never had the
reading of the law seemed such a <)ull
and tiresome drudgery. Never before
had the pages blurred into a mass of
meaningless black marks. But, then—
never before had a betwltchlng young
face come between him and his books,
a face with reddish-gold ringlets clus
tering around a white forehead, and
shy eyes the color of woodland vio
lets!
He leaped from his seat as a bright
thought struck him. He would hunt
up the cabman. That was the thing to
do! But, although he hung around
the Union Depot for two whole hours,
and questioned every jehu within
reach, he could not find the man he
sought. It was evidently that particu
lar cabman's busy day.
Tired and disgusted, Ross Stafford
took a plunge at the Athletic club, got
himself home, shrugged himself into
his evening clothes, for he was going
out after dinner, and went down to the
parlor to find himself face to face with
the divinity of the red-gold ringlets
and the violet eyes!
"Ross, my dear," cooed Mrs. Staf
ford, "let me introduce you to Miss
Chester, whom somehow you managed
to miss tills morning. Why, you "
For they were smiling at each other
—merrily, spontaneously.
"Indeed, no, mother!" Perhaps he
held the pretty hand she gave him a
little longer than was necessary. "I
met Miss Chester this morning. Did
she not tell you I put her in a cab?"
Miss Chester laughed. Ross Staf
ford laughed. And the bewilderment
of the head of the house of Stafford,
of the golfing son, and the studious
son, as they in turn presented, set
them laughing again.
"Lord bless me!" cried Stafford se
nior ruffling his hair, "your father said
you were a little girl!"
"O, I shall never be grown up to
papa!" cried Miss Chester.
"He said," stammered the young
gentleman who was getting up an arti
cle on the architecture of the tenth
century, "that —that you were a nice
child!"
"Don't you think," queried Adele
Chester mischievously, "that I'm nice?"
Whereat Ralph grew guiltily red.
"A gray gown!" gasped Dick. "And
—and a hat with gray feathers!"
"My traveling costume. Don't you,"
with sparkling eyes, "find this becom
ing?"
"This" was a trailing, foamy, bernf
fled robe, aU delicately green and white
as the crest of a breaker, a dress that
revealed while concealing the snowi
i.ess of arms and bosom. Becoming!
Ross toid her then ami there how be
coming. Not in words—dear no! But
words are so stupid—sometimes.
Helen Stafford reached home before
dinner was ove.r. Her brothers' rap
turous reception amazed her. Never
had she known how they missed her!
Nor could she dream that each of three
young hypocrites was saying to him
self, "She won't go East in such a hur
ry if she and Helen take to each
other."
They did take to each other. Ross
found it was not necessary to keep his
engagement that iveuing and permit
ted his friend to cool his heels a'one
at their appointed rendezvous. Ralph
learned his tenor went wonderfully
well with the pure soprano of their
guest. And Dick was so anxious to
Initiate Miss Chester into the myster
ies of flashlight picrures that fce u.afle
himself no end of a bore. The country
cousin of the St affords did not go East
that week —nor the nfxt. When she
did go all the mirth and laughter of
the Stafford domicile seemed to go
with her. One morning a week after
her departure Ralph and Dick said
some bitter things when they discov
ered that Ross had found out he must
attend to businoss in New York, and
had left for that city on the midnight
And when Ross returned, silent,
but smiling and exultant, they were
not at all backward about telling him
with true fraternal frankness their
opinion of his conduct.
"You were awfully good to go to
meet that little country lassie!" com
mented Ralph witherlngly. "I believe
you knew all the time she was the
prettiest kind of a young girl!"
"Kindness—sheer kindness on my
part, dear boy! But, as I have striven
to impress on you, virtue is ever its
own reward."
"O, come off!" entreated Dick. "You
just got the inside track, and you kept
it."
"I assure you in taking my late has
ty trip I had only the best interests of
my brothei*s at heart. My sole ambi
tion was to secure you the most charm
ing sister-in-law in the world!"
Helen jumped up.
"O Ross! Did you—did she "
He laughed quizzically. "Adele gave
me a message for you, my dear. She
said to tell you that you are to be "
"What —Ross!"
"Bridemaid!"—Chicago Tribune.
Rich Men Too Greedy.
If I had my way there would be a
law requiring men to retire from busi
ness as soon as they gain a compe
tency, says a writer In the New York
Press. Our population is Increasing
so rapidly that there Is nothing for
the newcomers to do. The aged en
cumber the ground. We don't want
the dear old veterans to die, but to re
tire to ease and comfort on the interest
of their investments. What a happy
jolly, contented world this would be if
the successful man should step down
and out at 50 and give the boys a
chance. But he will never do it. He
works harder at 60 than at 40, harder
at 70 than at 30. It is a kind of Insan
ity. The poor, starved, friendless
creature is obliged to toll on and die
in his poverty, but the rich man, the
fortunate millionaire, toils on because
his soul is filled with greed for gold
and dies in his riches poorer than the
other. ,
Growth of tlie Button Indunfry.
The shell or button industry on the
upper Mississippi river is growing to
enormous proportions. The crew of
the Gen. Barnard have had occasion
to observe this. They report that on
their down trip between La Crosse,
Wis., and Clarkesville, Mo., they
counted 1,627 men and women in the
main channel of the river engaged in
getting out shells from the stream.
About a year ago they counted only
716. Of course there are a great many
in the sloughs behind the islands, etc.,
that were not counted. They estimate
that no less than 5,000 people earn a
livlug gathering shells. Just below
Dubuque 120 were counted In one
patch. Button factories have been es
tablished in every town along the river
and in Muscatine there are twenty
two. Five or six steamboats of 100
tons capacity do nothing else but tow
shells,
A Tule of Two Shirts.
A discharged soldier, lately re
turned from the Philippines, tolls a
tale of a shirt which is too good to be
lost. His company was returning
from a long and tiresome scouting
trip, in which most of the men had
parted with the greater part of their
wearing apparel, when he saw on a
clothes-line in the grounds of a resi
dence adjoining a big stone church
two very good shirts, hung out to dry.
As he had at the time only liaif a
shirt to his back, he proceeded to help
himself to a whole one. Whereupon
a woman came out of the house and
said to him, in passable English:
"You will pay for that on the judg
ment day." "Madam," he replied, "if
you give such long credit, I will take
both shirts," which he proceeded to
do. —The Argonaut.
Yale Graduates.
Of the graduates of Yale university
from 1895 to 1899 only 29 per cent were
from New England, while 38 per cent
were from the middle Atlantic states,
22 per cent from the north central
states and 7 per cent from the South.
It is also a striking fact that a largo
proportion of the graduates adopt bus
iness careers. At the beginning of the
century a mere handful became busi
ness men, while now the percentage is
one-third, another third entering the
law.
Crusade Against ICngllsh Sparrows,
Rufus Hendrick of Wakefield about
a year ago began a crusade against
the English sparrows of that town,
and through the co-operation of boys
with guns he has managed to destroy
6,000 birds and 6,500 eggs. He began
with S3O, raised by subscription, and
offered the boys 3 cents for each bird
killed and ?1 per hundred for eggs
taken from the nests. His fund was
soon exhausted, but he succeeded in
raising more money.—Boston Tran
script.
Turkey'* Back-Door Reform.
Wha,t little reform gets into Turkey
usually slips in by the back door. Re
port has it that the only dynamo now
in Constantinople passed the custom
house as a washing machine, and thus
the feelings of the authorities wero
spared.
1 TALES OF PLUCK |
| AMD ADVENTURE. |
Escaped From lloxcrs.
| received from mis-
I r sionnl'ies in Hongkong, China,
J V dated early in July, tell qf
the marvellous escape of
Father Fridella from the Boxers.
Father Frldella's charge was in
Hen Sien Fu, in Southern Hunan. Be
fore he escaped the Italian Bishop,
three priests, 700 native converts, in
cluding women and children, had
been fiendishly tortured and murdered.
To a resident of Cun Fu, whose son
be had treated when critically ill,
Father Fridella owes ids life. The
Chinaman visited and fed him while
he was in hiding in the hill north of
the town. When the excitement had
subsided somewhat the Chinaman as
sisted Father Fridella to the river and
hid him nbonrd a junk. Strategy was
needed to. effect the escape.
Father Fridella was hidden in a
Chinese coiflu. Holes were bored in
the side to give him air. Food was
stored in the coflin for his use. The
eottin was placed on deck.
All went well for two days. On the
third day Father Fridella overheard
the sailors discuss a proposition to
break open the coflin in the hope that
valuables might he buried with the
body. Father Fridella, although bad
ly frightened, mnde no outcry. That
nigl;t the coflin was broken open. The
Chinese sailors were at flrst as badly
frightened as (lie priest. At flrst they
wanted to kill him because he was a
foreigner, but through an offer of a
reward his life was spared and Father
Fridella returned to his coffin.
As the Junk floated down the river
he heard the Boxers on tiie bank call
ing "Death to the foreign devils!"
Thus lie traveled for seventeen days
down (ho Suing Kiang and the Wu
Ling Kiang to the West River. For
hours on the journey Father Fridella
was unconscious; all hope failed him,
and lie was really Indifferent to ills
fate. First he had avoided sleep
later he knew not whether ho was
asleep or awake, whether the half-clad
Orientals about him were men or
merely figments of ids disordered im
agination, while through it all terri
ble pains racked ills body.
At last the junk reached Hongkong,
and more dead than aiive Father Fri.
della was released. ~- r~.-r
"'Jk- r. .
Woman'. fhiilUne Feat.
Nome advices say that Mrs. Hewit,
wife of Dr. Hewit, a Chicago physi
cian, nloue floated down the myste
rious Koyukuk River, a distance of
750 miles, on an improvised log raft.
Two years ago she left Chicago to
join her husband in Nome. At Daw
son she met Dr. Carotliers. of Pitts
burg, a friend of her husband, and
with him arranged to go down the
river 011 the ice. When they readied
Fort Hamilton they heard of rich pla
cer strikes at the head of the Koyukuk
River. They with their party ar
ranged to strike across hundreds of
miles of bnrren wilderness.
After thirty days of traveling they
reached the Koyukuk, but found the
ice still fast. Mrs. Hewitt started
out with a dog team for a short trip
up the branch of the river, but in
making the turns to the main river
she got lost.
For hours and hours she urged the
dogs on, until they were exhausted.
An expert shot with a rifle, she man
aged to kill a moose. Freezing a big
piece she started down the river, hut
again got on the wrong branch. Luck
ily, she managed to reach a sort of
shelter, a deserted Indian lean-to.
Until nearly the flrst of June lasj
year she remained clone in the wilder
ness of snow and ice. When the June
sun succeeded in breaking up the
river she made a raft out of pieces of
logs. With a stock of mooso meat she
started down the river on n 750-mile
trip. Once the ratt struck a sand bar
and she was thrown into the water.
After twenty-six days of peril -ml j
suffering she reached the Vuir
River. When she was picked up
the steamer Hanna, which siglue-l
her on the day after she reached 1 la-
Yukon, womanlike, she fainted. The 1
meeting at Nome between wife and
husband was pathetic.
Attnclceil by h Devil Fifth.
While attending their shrimp nets
off California City, Cal„ Ah Lee,
Quong Walt and Jim fling, Chinese
fishermen, wore attacked by an octo
pus, which battled fiercely until over
fifteen fept of its tentacles had been
hacked to pieces by the fishermen's
knives. When the creature had dis
appeared beneath the waters it was
found that Quong Wnh had sustained'
a fractured arm and several crushed
ribs as the result of the light, while
his companions had no more serious
injuries than painful cuts and bruises.
While the men were arranging the
nets a long, curling arm came over
the side and seized the body of the
Chinaman. Wall,grasping the thwarts
of the boat, vainly attempted to loosen
the grasp of the monster. His com
panions, paralyzed with horror, were
helpless to aid him. until, curling over
the boat, another serpentine arm
glided toward them. Drawing their
knives, tlicy slashed desperately at
the tentacle that had wrapped itself
around one of the seats and threat
ened to capsize the boat. In a few
moments the sharp knives had done
their work, and the arms of the octo
pus squirmed helplessly in the bottom
of the boat, and the devil fish disap
peared. This is the second time fish
ermen have been attacked by devil
fih in the bay.
E<cnpad Over Darning IJrhlgo.
A thrilling tale of narrow escape
from the fury of the Boxers In China
is told by Dr. H. H. Hopkins, who
with his wife and three children has
Just return;?! to his home at Welle
fleet, Mass., having come direct from
the scene of strife in China, where
they have been connected with mis
sion work for fourteen years.
After telling how suddenly he was
forced to leave Pekin on a special
train early in June, Dr. Hopkins
says: "Upon leaving Pekin our engine
driver took fright and fled the scene.
Our fireman acted as botli driver
and fireman, and took the train
through to Tien Tsin. When we
passed the Anting station,thirty miles
from Fekln, we found it aflame, with
the station agent and some of the
guard lying dead upon the ground.
We saw the slain plainly as we passed.
They had been killed by Boxers, whe
had burned the woodwork from un
der the water tank aud had attempted
to fire the bridge over which we had
to pass. A train that followed us by
half an hour fouipl the bridge nearly
burned down, and was obliged to pull
back to Pekin."
Lost Oln Nerve.
"It's funny," said the doctor, a
clean-cut, well-knit specimen of fine
physical manhood, whose clear gray
eyes and square jaw betokened plenty
of grit; "it's funny how your first
grizzly takes the nerve out of you.
Two or three years ago I went hunt
ing with a friend in Colorado. I had
killed some big game myself, and I
knew that he had killed plenty of it.
But neither of us had killed a grizzly,
and we were each eager for the iirst
chance.
"One day, when I happened to b®
out alone, as I came through a clump
of quaking-asp wiint should I run
plump up against but a big grizzly
busily employed in rooting around in
the dirt after food.
"He hadn't winded me, and there I
stood, just screened by the quaking
asp almost near enough to touch him
with my gun, while he went on root
ing, utterly unconscious of my pres
ence.
" 'Now or never,' I thought, as I
brought my gun to my shoulder and
carefully sighted for his head. Then
the sights began to wobble and an
ague seemed to seize the gun. I stead
ied myself, looked around for a conve
nient tree, and tried again, this time
for the shoulder. Again the gun wob
bled and 1 ground my teeth in rage.
"The bear lifted his head, seemed to
sniyil something up tbe wind and
started off at a good gait away from
me. 'Well, old boy,' I thought, 'if I
can't hit you standing I can't running,'
so I let him go. - ■"""•wgesai ■
"I felt pretty glum when I came
into camp that night, but I didn't say
anything. My friend was cooking
supper and lie seemed pretty quiet, too. -
After supper we lighted our pipes aud
sat by the fire thinking.
" 'What's tne matter, old man?
What are you so still about?' finally
he asked.
" 'O, nothing.' I said, trying to seem
cheerful.
" 'Did you see a bear?' he persisted.
" 'Yes, hang it, I did,' I answered,
doggedly.
" 'Well, so did I,' be said, and the
incident was closed.
"We each got our bear afterward,
however, so the disease didn't prove
fatal."
Snnlclieri From Dentli'n Anna.
This mother risked her life for her
child on the Pennsylvania Railroad,
Just below the Belvidere (N. J.) sta
tion. She is Mrs. William Meyers,
who lives near the depot, and she
rushed across the track, seizing her
two-year-old daughter just in time to
save the baby from being crushed to
death under a locomotive. The child
had wandered out of the yard and was
playing on the railroad track.
A fast passenger train was approach
ing, when the mother suddenly missed
the little one and hurried out to search
for her. She took in the situation at
a glance and dashed in front of the
train, which was bearing down at a
frightful speed.
As ilii* mother bore the child off
ilie track the pilot of the engine struck
,t lightly. 1 ' d It rolled down the bank.
John ,M the yard master, picked
up the baby and restored it to the
mother unharmed. Mrs. Meyers says
that when she ran in front of the
train she saw nothing but the baby.
The Heaviest ISrulfi.
In a German psychological journal
Professor Van Walsem gives a short
description of the heaviest brain on
record. The possessor of this ponder
ous organ was an epileptic idiot, who j
died at the ago of twenty-one. lie be- J
gan to walk at four years of age. Wl
never attended school, and was re- I
coived in the institution at Moeren- 1
l>erg at his fourteenth year. lie was 1
an idiot of low intelligence and of j
changeable but good-humored dlsposi- £
tion. 'ihe senses seemed good aud thJrj
muscular system well developed. Ho j
suffered from epilepsy, during an at- 1
tack of which ho died. The brain J
weighed 12850 grains and seemed to 1
be a general enlargement. The cere
helium was regular in form. The spi- E
ual cord seemed slightly larger thau %
usual aud the spinal i.ervqp bigger, a
On microscopic examination the gang- I
Hon cells of the brain seemed rare, f
the layers indistinct, the pyramidal
layer scanty, the nerve-tibres every- *■*:
where distinct. Neither the cerebral
vessels nor the neuroglia were altered.
Gold t.ml Cold In Siberia.
Siberia produces one-tenth of the
world's yield of gold, and but- few of
t lie mines have been worked. The
immense coal deposits have scarcely
been touched. One mile, with six
beds, contains as much coal as all the
deposit® in Kuglnud.