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The British Navy League has ar
rived at the conviction that Great
Britain does not rule the sea any
longer. The conviction has been
slow in coming, but _it seems to be
there to stay.
Notwithstanding the activity of the
seal hunters in Bering sea, it is stated
that the catch of seals this season
will be GOOO less than that of last
season. There is something, how
ever, in the consideration that the
fewer the seals the greater will bo
the supply of salmon and other foul
lish in the waters of Alaska.
It is rumored in Europe that King
iVictor Emmanuel of Italy desires to
Introduce the American cabinet sys
tem into his government, in addition
to the European system of responsi
ble ministries, and is determined to
have a privy council which shall he
answerable to him alone. In order
not to violate the Italian constitution,
which makes the ministry the sov
ereign's sole official adviser, King
.Victor will make his new council a
sort of "kitchen cabinet."
The first deed conveying property
to the proprietor of Pennsylvania,
William Penn, is written in old Dutch,
and is now preserved in the city hall.
The property was what is now known
as Lemon Hill, including the mansion
and tho Schuylkill river front, where
the old Fairmount water-works are
located. There Penn kept his barge
and some rowboats, the barge carry
ing an admiral's pennant. It is said
that there is only one man in Phila
delphia who can now read this deed.
The bad reputation of the mosquito
is increased by the conclusion of a
board of army medical officers sent
to Cuba to study the yellow fever,
that this infection, as well as that
taf malaria, is probably carried by the
Ibite of a mosquito. But here we have
our own more common mosquito in
volved, the Culex, while malaria is
caused by tho spotted-winged Ano
pheles. If this conclusion is correct i
it will force on us the necessity of
doing something. Massachusetts has
a bureau to kill the gypsy-moth; it
would be quite as easy a task practi
cally to exterminate the mosquito iu
New Jersey.
The impossibility of delimiting or
defining the suburb, as its extent be
comes more and more indefinite, is
due no loss to the influence of trolley
competition than to its direct facility.
To this competition must be largely
attributed the fact, discovered by
Professor Commons in his recent in
vestigation of railway rates in Massa
chusetts, that while fares for long
distances have fallen but little below
what they were 50 years ago, commu
tation fares for short distances have
fallen early 50 per cent, in 10 years
—that is, during the period of trolley
extension. It is by no means a case
merely of cheaper suburban living.
For the opportunity of a country
home for those whose work calls
them daily to the city keeps pace
with a new devotion to all that now
attracts to tho country, the love of
sport and any interest or diversion
that calls one out into the open. Sub
urban living has thus come to mean
something far different from what
it used to be thought when a suburb
was merely nearness to a great city.
Arid with every increased remove the
suburban city worker is brought
closer to the genuine country, while
the attraction of tho city life to the
country worker is distinctly lessened,
observes a writer in Scribner's. So
far, then, as the census shown a
relatively arrested rate of incresae
in city population it justifies a new
identification of suburb with country
and is a sign of a healthy reaction
which may some day reach even tho
tow abandoned farm.
MY PRAYER.
I have no lcnghty prayer to mnke
When I approach my bed,
And when tiircMgh (bill's grace, I awake,
Again to faiA, ahead!
My prayer I s. ,-
Through all the day—
The words are few
And simple, too;
"God, let my faith in thee
And in thy people be
Forever strong and true!"
This is tile simple prayer I pray—
If it lie answered, I
Alone shall find the wuy
And confidently die.
—S. E. Kiser, iu the Chicago Times-
Herald.
| Little Lace MakerJ
Mdlle. Noemi Verdier, a lacemaker
of Valenciennes, was as good as she was
pretty and her modesty and simplicity
commanded the respect of all.
Left an orphan at 13 years of
age she lived with her brother, three
years her senior, who, having suddenly
become the head of the house, labored
for his little sister and himself-at cabi
net making.
Tho two lived happily together; but
the years passed and the time of mili
tary service came. Louis was obliged
to go. The separation was terrible to
those two children, who loved each
other so much.
Left alone in the little lodgings, thus
suddenly become too large for her,
Noemi with bleeding heart applied
hersolf to her work and wrought mar
vels from the flax fields.
Every Saturday she carried hack her
work and when she returned home di
vided her earnings in two parts. Must
she not send a small subsidy to her
soldier, who was thinking of her there
in his far-away garrison?
On his side Louis believed in his
regiment as he did in Valenciennes;
that is to say, like an honest man, and \
so, at the end of the second year of his
absence he was able to announce one
beautiful morning that he had been
promoted to he sergeant.
You can imagine how happy Noemi
was! How her heart throbbed with joy!
Oh, how proud she was of her dear
brother! But her happiness was short.
In a few weeks came a letter. The
war-cloud had burst all at once; armed
France rushed to the frontier of the
East.
The dreadful war began.
From the letters of her beloved
Louis ghe learned the successive defeats
of the French army, Woerth, Rozen
ville, Saint-Private, Gravelotte, Sedan.
Then silence followed —no more let
ters, no more news, nothing.
Noemi, who never read the papers,
hastened now to the office of the Guet
teur de Valenciennes and of the Echo
de la Fonticre, seeking there some
little ray of hope. She listened to the
talk on the street, she mingled with
the groups of people commenting on
the news, she gave ear to the painful
accounts of the war and she learned,
with a sinking heart, that her brother's
regiment had met with severe losses.
Meanwhile the wounded soldiers
were sent, through Hirsan and Aves
nes, to the towns and cities on the
northern frontier. Every day fresh
convoys arrived in Valenciennes.
All the hospitals were full, and still
they came. Then private ambulances
were organized everywhere, churches
and factories opened their doors to the
! unfortunate wounded soldiers.
One morning the report was circu
i lated that a convoy of wounded from
I her brother's regiment had arrived
I during the night.
I To the poor girl a glimmer of hope
returned.
i She ran from one to the other, ask
| ing of the nurses, bending over every
I cot; but the hope of the morning van
ished.
All at once she remembered that the
day before they had opened in Saint-
Saul ve a hospital intended especially
j for the officers. Was there any possi
bility that an unknown sergeant might
; have been brought there? Surely not
Yet, notwithstanding, she found
; strength to go thither.
I An army surgeon came toward her.
I "What do you wish mademoiselle?"
| "Oh, monsieur! Pardon! lam look
j ing for my brother, Sergeant Louis
Verdier.
! "You mean Lieutenant Louis Ver-
I dier?" And pointing with his finger
! down the long row of mattresses on
1 the floor, 'there he is in the sixth bed."
I To the poor girl it seemed as if the
' tarth vanished from beneath her feet.
I She choked back an exclamation of
| joy, tottered forward a few steps and
I with an outburst of infinite happiness
i knelt before the bed of Lieutenant
Verdier, who, with his head wrapped
in linen, was lying in a heavy stupor.
"Louis! Louis! It is I," she ex
claimed, trembling,with clasped hands,
ready to fall.
At this appeal the wounded man re
covered his consciousness, opened his
eyes and perceived his sister, but not
being able to raise his head he
stretched forth both his hands, which
she seized in hers and covered with
tears.
In the meantime the surgeon ap
proached, and, half unwillingly, led her
away.
"You must r.ot cause him any emo
tion, or we cannot guarantee anything,
sapristi! Your brother's wound is do
ing well; he will recover, mat Is cer
tain, if you do not undo our work."
"Oh, monsieur le docteur "
"Never mind monsieur le docteur.
This is enough for today. Come back
tomorrow morning, but now go home."
"Do you see, my dear Louis," said the
happy Noemi to him a few days later,
sitting by the bedside of her brother,
"yesterday the merchant for whom I
w jrk nrdoro 1 of me a piece of magnifl
cent lace for a wealthy English hous*
I began to work on it last night and I
hope to finish it in ten days. For this
work they will pay me a very high
price. Do you know what I am going
to do with the money?"
"Speak, my darling," answered the
young officer.
"The surgeon says that you will soon
be able to get up. I am going to take
you home to our little nest and take
care of you day and night. You shall
see how happy we will be and how
quickly you will be well."
"Dear, dear sister! Oh, what a good
idea and how I shall hasten to get
strong, so as to be able t go with
you."
One morning, when she came in, ra
diant with gladness, her brother bade
her speak low and pointed with his
eyes to a new wounded officer, whom
they had brought in and placed on a
mattress beside his own. The wounded
man was M. de Lauterac d'Ambroyse,
lieutenant "aux chasseurs a pied" mid
had been struck in the shoulder by a
bombshell.
"Poor young man!" said Noemi,
compassionately. "He has no sister to
take care of him." And she became
interested in this man, whose death
seemed certain.
In the meantime the days went by
and Louis' convalescence progresed
rapidly. Had he not promised to
hurry? On the morning of the tenth
day Noemi arrived, joy in her face,
bringing a precious package wrapped
in tissue paper.
She, too, had kept her word; her
marvellous work was finished and she
brought it to show her brother before
carrying it to the merchant who or
dered it, and in her joy at being able
to take her brother home she forgot
about the poor, wounded man lying be
side her.
"See how beautful it is!" she said,
displaying the delicate masterpiece up
on the bed —proud of it, not because of
it's overwhelming difficulties, but be
cause it enabled her to realize her
most ardent wish, to bring her dear
convalescent into their little nest in
the little street, into the small lodg
ings where happiness would come back
at the return of her beloved brother.
And they were both happy.' With
hands clasped, they contemplated the
delicate lace.
All at once a piercing shriek drew
them from their ecstasy.
In making an effort to rise M. de
Lauterac d'Ambroyse had disarranged
his bandages, the wound reopened, and
the unfortunate man fell back on his
bed covered with blood.
At the scream the surgeon was on
the spot and in a twinkling hail re
moved the bandage.
"Quck, quick! Some lint!' he cried.
"Hurry, hurry!"
And while the nurses, beside them
selves at the cries of the patient,
searched everywhere for what was at
hand, the stream of blood kept flowing
and the anxious surgeon multiplied his
appeals.
The brother and sister, motionless,
pale with fright, exchanged one glance.
Noemi seized her precious lace, tore it
in pieces, and gave it to the major,
who applied it to the wound.
The hemorrhage was stopped
Louis and Noemi, trembling with
emotion, looked at each other.
"Dear sister, thanks ." That was
all that Louis could say.
"It will make but a few days' de
lay," lisped the you as girl, keeping
back the tears just really to flow. "I
will begin my work again."
Lieutenant de Lauterac d'Ambroyse
is today colonel; £e is the father cf
three children; one a big, pretty girl,
almost as beautiful and sweet as her
mother, whose name she wears,
Noemi; and two fine-looking boys,
who are "terrors," as their uncle as
sures us, the bravo commadant Louis
Vernier. —W averly Magazine.
ILLINOIS' VANISHED CAPITAL
Tho Town or Kaakaakla f||ri-|>t Amy by
the MimlKilppl.
One hundred years before Ilinois
became a territory and 111 years be
fore it became a state there was a
town at Kaskaskia, says the Chicago
Inter Ocean. Fifty years before there
was a white settlement at St. Louis
or any military post at Pittsburg,
and fifi years before the founda
tions were laid for Fort Dearborn, at
Chicago, Kaskaskia was a thriving
village.
As early as 1710 there were in the
town three miles for grinding corn. As
early as 1765 the town contained
G5 families of whites. In 1771,
five j cars before the Revolutionary
War, it contained 80 houses and
had a population of 500 whites and
500 negroes. In 1809 it was made the
capital of Illinois Territory. It was
the capital of the state from 1818 un
til 1821. anil was the scat oi Ran
dolph county until 1847.
The first brick house built, west ct
! Pittsburg was constructed in Kas
: kaskia. For over half a century Kas
kaskia was the metropolis of the Up
per Mississippi valley and was the
i locus of commerce in the Northwest
! Territory.
j On Thursday the last vestige ot
i this historic settlement was swept
j away by the Mississippi river. The
j work ot destruction that began with
j the great flood ot 1844 was com-
J pleted, and the home of the early
j Illinois governors—the first state
I capital—censed to exist. Its destruc-
I tion was complete. Not a stone was
; left to mark the place,
i Chicago, that was built in a swamp,
is the second city in America. New
Orleans, Ir rated in what was be
lieved an unsafe and unhealthy dis
trict, is the commercial metropolis ol
the southwest. But Kaskaskia. which
| was set on a spot chosen from the
boundless variety of the virgin west,
is merely a memory.
! PEANUTS AND GOOBERS.
HOW CROPS ARE RAISED, CATHERED
AND PREPARED FOR MARKET.
Tli Goober Is to tlie Actual Feanut What
tho Quahuiig is to the Genuine Clam—
Tines Are First-Class Fodder tor Mules
—0,000,000 llnsliels u Fair Year's Crop.
This is peanut time in the South.
Going through eastern Virginia and
North Carolina the traveler can see
through the car window row after
row of what appear to be round
bushes. They are the stacks or
shocks of peanut vines hung around
sticks waiting to be placed upon
wagons and carried away for strip
ping. Some of the larger fields will
contain 1000 of these stacks, yield
ing from 50 to 75 bushels of
nuts to the acre. Most of the nuts
grown in Virginia and North Caro
lina are the goobers. The goober is
to the actual peanut what the qua
haug is to the genuine clam. The
shell usually contains but two ker
nels. This is the nut with which the
Italians load their wagons and sell in
paper hags on tho street corners. The
real peanut which answers to the
Rhode Island clam is smaller than
the goober. The kernel is about the
size of a large pea and its flavor is
sweeter than the other variety. It is
grown principally in North Carolina
and Tennessee. Occasionally a few
get into a bog of goobers, but very
seldom, as they are shelled and sold
for from 10 to 15 cents a
peck more than the others. They go
into candy paste and to the oil fac
tories of Europe.
The peanut farmer begins planting
as soon as the frost is out of the
ground in the spring. The shelled
nuts form the seed and about two
bushels are required for an acre. In
a few weeks the plant gets above the
earth and begins to leaf out. A field
of peanuts looks much like a field of
clover, and during the war many of
the Northern soldiers mistook clover
fields for peanut patches, while hunt
ing for something to Vary their ra
tions. The plants grow in rows, very
much like potato vines, and are cul
tivated in the same way. Weeds will
soon choke their growth, and the
pickaninnies on the farm are kept
busy during the summer in weeding
out the patches with their fingers.
Nowadays the harvesting is done by
what is called a plow, made espe
cially for the purpose. It is drawn
by one mule and cuts the plants off
close to the roots. As Boon as
enough has accumulated on the
plow to form a stack it is thrown
off and massed around a short pole
stuck in the ground. The stack is
formed with the leaves outside, and
the vines are wound around it as
(tightly as possible to protect the nuts
trom the weather. The plan is some-
Wat similar to that of binding
Wheat. About three weeks' exposure
"seasons" the nuts and dries the
vifte, so that the pods are ready to
be picked.
Tho picking is the most expensive
operation of all and takes the most
time. Whether in the barn or on the
field, all the work has to be done by
hand. The nuts are thrown into
large baskets and the vines made in
to large stacks or stored away in tho
loft, for they make a hay which is
really more nourishing for the aver
age mule than timothy. The vino is
a little too rough for a horse's throat,
but it is a luxury to the average
southern mule, who will grow fat on
peanut hay, and nothing else. In all
fields some of the vines will be black
ened and the nuts of poor quality.
These are left on the ground anil la
ter the pigs are turned into the field.
They eat everything that is left ex
cept the roots. The nuts are not very
fattening, but they give the porker
a very sweet flavor. The famous
hams cured in some parts of Virginia
owe most of their quality to the fact
that the pigs have lived partly upon
nuts before being fed the sour milk
and garbage from the farmer's kitch
en.
In half a dozen towns most of the
peanut "factories" are located. The
factory is merely a place where the
nut is shelled or the shell polished
for tho market. It is a curious fact
that peanuts with clean, glistening
pods will sell for 15 to 20 per cent,
more at retail than those with large,
dirty-looking pods, althought tho ker
nels may be just as good, so the nuts
Intended for tho bag trade at the cir
cus and on street corners are
scoured in large iron cylinders. Then
they are carried to fans, which blow
the heavier nuts into one part of the
factory and the little ones Into an
other part and at the same time re
move the diit which was not taken
off the shells in the cylinders. The
dark, partly filled nuts arc shelled by
machinery and sold to confectioners,
while the other ones are carried by a
sort of endless chain apparatus into
bags, each of which will hold about.
100 pounds. As fast as a bag is
filled it is sewed with English twine,
marked with the weight and proper
address and sent to the wholesale
peanut dealer, who makes anywhere
from 25 to 50 per cent, profit in deal
ing with the Italians, who are his
principal customers. Of late years a
quantity of the bag peanuts has
gone to manufacturers of cheap
coffee, to be roasted and mixed in
with the coffee berry and then
ground, to be sold in packages as
choice Mocha and Maracaibo.
While most of the American nuts
are grown in eastern Virginia and
North Carolina and Tennessee, the
peanut fields are beginning to be cul
tivated in parts of Louisiana and Ne
braska. Many of the fields in North
Carolina contain apparently nothing
but wet sand, and the dark green of
tho leaves in contrast to the white
ness of the sand on a sunny day is
very striking. Digging down six or
eight feet, however, the farmer gen- j
erally comes to loam which retains
the rain and other Burface water, j
This nourishes the plant, which re- !
quires a very light and porous soil. It j
also needs as hot weather as corn to j
properly mature. After raising sev- j
eral crops the average peanut field J
needs to be heavily fertilized with !
lime or marl, as the plant exhausts
the soil.
During a fair year the American
peanut crop will average nearly
5,000,000 bushels, estimating 22
pounds to the bushel. This is
but a small proportion of the world's
crop, however, which aggregates
fully 550,000,000 pounds. It is calcu
lated that we eat about $10,000,000
worth of peanuts yearly, or 4,000,-
000 bushels of the nuts, either in
candy or the original kernels. The
shucks or shells form also good food
for pigs, while, as already stated,
peanut vines are a first-class fodder
for mules.
Very few peanuts are eaten out of
the pod in Europe, although fully
400,000,000 pounds are sent to Great
Britain and the Continent every year
from Africa and Asia. They are con
verted into oil and a sort of flour at
factories at Marseilles and several
English cities. A bushel of the genu
ine peanuts shelled can be pressed
into about a gallon of oil, which is
substituted for olive and other table
oils very frequently. It sells at from
60 cents to $1 a gallon, and the meal
or flour left after pressure is used for
feeding horses and baked into a kind
of bread which has a large sale in
Germany and France. St. Louis
Globe-Democrat.
MOUNTAINS OF SALT.
A New Industry Which Will Help n l'nrt
of AuMtralia.
Immense salt gardens have recently
been established in the neighborhood
of Geelong, along the bay of Stingaree,
in Queensland, Australia. The site
was, until recently, a barren waste of
swamp and samphire scrub, and
thought good for nothing whatever.
The present proprietors, however, have
converted it into a place of interest,
employing a large number of men, and
turning out a valuable commodity,
with the sea water as their raw ma
terial.
The works, or salt gardens, present
the appearance of a chess board of
shallow tanks. About 300 acres are cut
up in this way by miles of walls, the
tanks, or "paddocks," condensers and
crystaliizers vary from one to 50 acres
in size .and there are about 100 of them.
The whole area under use is cut off
from the sea by a large wall containing
sluice gates to admit the sea water as
required. The dividing walls keep the
water uniformally spread over the
ground, presenting all the surface pos
sible to the evaporating action of the
sun and wind. The rainfall is an im
portant item. The average is the low
est at the site chosen of any point on
the whole coast.
When the water enters through the
sluice gates it is held in the largest
paddocks until the evaporation raises
its density considerably. It is then by
smaller sluices run into or pumped up
on to higher levels, called condensers.
Here it remains until the evaporation
raises the density to that of brine, and
by this time it has lost many impur
ities (such as limej which, as the wa
ter gets dense, are deposited. Then
the manager knows by testing with a
hydrometer that the brine is ready for
the crystaliizers, and it is pumped up
into them. I3y regular pumping the
brine is let into and kept in the crys
taliizers. which have already had their
bottoms levelled at a uniform depth,
and a3 the evaporation goes on tlie
water becomes too dense to hold the
salt and deposits it in beautiful crys
tals on the bottom, forming a layer
several inches thick. Again using the
hydrometer the manager knows when
the water has lost all the salt it will
give up in a pure state, and when this
point is reached the remaining water
is drained off. This residue is called
mother-liquor, and contains magne
sium, sulphates, chlorides, potassium,
etc. These impurities would he de
posited on top of the salt and make
it impure if the mother-liquor were
not drained off at the right time. Thus
pure salt only is obtained.
The salt is then harvested by shovel
ling it up into cocks, which give the
crystaliizers the appearance of a mli
tary camp. When the salt has drained
in the cocks it is harrowed out into
stacks of several hundreds of tons each.
The stacks are then thatched, to pre
vent the rain from dissolving them.
The company has also a refinery, at
which the salt is dissolved in water,
and again evaporated in iron pans by
artificial heat. In this way a beautiful
white and superior salt is obtained. A
grindery has also been erected to dry
and crush the crude crystals ; it is
here that the fine table salt is made.
Just .as it is, as bay salt, it is used
largely for packing meat for export and
preserving meat and rabbits, sheep,
cattle; tor glazing bricks and pottery,
and other purposes.—Philadelphia
Record.
Heartburning* About Ilonnet*.
The distinguished lady writer whom
we know as Mrs. Leith Adams (Mrs. de
Courcy Laffan) has another good Lon
don bus story for her friends. Hei
usual place on a bus, it may be pre
mised, is in front "Yes, lady," said the
driver on one of theso recent hot days,
'Baby' and 'Smiier' is a fine pair of
'osses as you'll see anywheres. But
'Smiier' has a jealous mind—an' t'other
day he thought as 'Baby's' 'at was a
bit tastier than his'n. So when we
left 'em standing he'd ate hers 'alf orf
her 'ed afore we could get back. That's
'Smiier' all over, that is but he's a
grand 'oss all the same!"— London
Chronicle,
VALUABLE FISH SKINS.
Egklmoa UHO Them for Clothing and Sira
ilur lines*
The United States fish commission
has, it was stated by one of the attaches
to a Star reporter, discovered that sev
eral varieties of fishes have skins that
make an excellent leather for some
purposes. Salmon hide, for example, it
is said, serves so well in this way that
the Eskimos of Alaska make water
proof shirts and hats out of it. They
also cut jackets out of the codfish
skins, which are said to be very serv
iceable garments.
Frog skins, it is asserted, are coming
into use in many parts of the country
for the mounting of books, where an
exceptionally delicate material for fine
binding is required. There are certain
tribes of savages who make breast- ,
plates out of garfish skins, which will
turn a knife or a spear. A bullet will,
it is said, pierce the breastplate, but it
is declared to be impossible to chop
through the material with a hatchet at
one blow. Together with such breast
plate these savages wear a helmet of
the skin of the porcupine fish, which
is covered with formidable spines.
Fastened upon the head this helmet
serves not only as a protection, but in
close encounters it is used to butt
with.
A northern firm recently manufac
turned some shoes of the skins of the
codfish and cusk. On the lower Yukon,
in Alaska, overalls of tanned fish skins
are commonly worn by the natives.
Whip handles are ma<w of shark skins,
and instrument cases are commonly
covered with the same material. Whale
skins make admirable leather for some
purposes, while porpoise leather is
considered very superior for razor
strops. Seal leather dyed in a number
of different colors is used for many
purposes. This leather is obtained from
the fur-bearing species, and is used to *
a considerable extent in the manufac
ture of pocketbooks. The hair seals
are still very plentiful in the north
Atlantic ocean, and it is not difficult
to kill them. They afford a very prom
ising source of leather supply. Wal
rus leather has come into the market
recently, but as the animals are being
exterminated rapidly it will hardly
amount to much commercially. An
other kind of leather now seen on sale
is that of the sea elephant. Up to a
few years ago a species of sea elephant
was found on the Pacific coast ranging
as far north as lower California, but
the animals have been so nearly exter
minated that they are now rarely seen.
Another species is to be found in the
anarctic seas, chiefly on Kerguelan
Island. —Washington Star.
A Trick Played by tlie Coyotes.
The coyote challenge sounded clos#
to the Chimneypot Ranch after the f
sundown. A dozen dogs responded with
the usual clamor. But only the bull
terrier dashed away toward the place
whence the coyotes had called, for the
reason that he only was loose. But his
chase was fruitless and he came back
gowling. Twenty minutes later there
was another coyote yell close at hand.
Away dashed the terrier as before. In
a minute his excited yapping told that
he had sighted his game and was in
full chase. Away he went, furiously
barking, until his voice was lost afar
and never more was heard. In the
morning the men read in the snow the
tale of the night. The first cry of the
coyote Was to find out if all the dogs
Were loose; then, having found that
only one was free they laid a plan.
Five coyotes hid along the side of the
trail, one went forward and called till
it had decoyed the nish terrier, and
then led him right into the ambush.
What a chance had he with six? They
tore him limb from limb and devoured
him, too, at the very spot where once J
he had worried Coyotito. And next
morning, when the men came, they
saw by the signs that the whole thing
had been planned and that the leader
whose cunning had made it a success
was a little bob-tailed coyote.
The men were angry and Lincoln
was furious, but Jake remarked. ' Well,
I guess that bob-tail came back and
got even with that terrier."—Ernest
Seton-Thompson, in Scribner's.
On tlie Scent for Bribery.
A Primrose Dame, canvassing a Lon
don constituency, called upon a Mrs.
Smith and asked for her husband's
vote. Mrs. Smith expressed regret, but
was afraid her husband would vote for
the Liberals. "The fact is," she said,
"he ha 3 been promised a new suit of
clothes if he votes for the other side.
The Primrose Dame was in an ecstasy
of curiosity. Who had made the prom
ise? Mrs. Smith mustn't tell. Half a
sovereign was offered for the informa
tion; but Mrs. Smith was of opinion j
that she couldn't tell for that. "Well,
look here, I'll give you a sovereign if
you tell me," said the lady at last.
Then Mrs. Smith succumbed to the ;
tempter. Having received the money '(j
she revealed the secret. "If you will
know, ma'am, it's me as told him that
if he'd vote for the Radical I'd give
him a new suit of clothes—and thank
you for helping to pay for it!"— Lo
ndon Chronicle.
A Queer Coincidence.
Mr. Couisnn Kernahan. whose latest
novel Is appearing in serial form, is the
most recent victim of tno long arm of
coincidence. The opening scenes of
the story took place at a house in a
certain square at Dalstou, the number
and name of which the author regard
ed as fictitious; but the editor of the
paper in which the story is appearing
has received an indignant letter from
a solicitor, writing on behalf of a
client who resides at that identical ad
dress and objects to having it associat
ed with murder an.i other crimes.
Novelists should include a directory in
—its of reference.—London
Chronicle.