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Make all money orders, checks, etc.. ,pty ibte to the Tribune Printing Company, Limited Mothers with marriageable daugh ters can always supply a match for a young man with money to burn. San Francisco thinks it can flo bet ter than New York City in erecting n monument to Dewey for his victory at Manila. There are a great many things that "they do better in France." They are much better at helping a young spend thrift to keep his money. The Virginia Judge who has decided that at times the woman may be the head of the house is evidently an liou est man who does not fear home rule. The suicide lu Chicago of a profes sional tea-taster during an attack of insanity brought on by his employ ment is no argument against the mod erate and reasonable use of tea. A boy died under chloroform in a New York hospital, tjnd the physicians are exonerated. He died of a weak heart. Physicians should know wheth er a patient's heart is weak or strong before administering chloroform. Under the present ratio of represen tation there should be one Congress man to every 173,001 Of population. Nevada, therefore, with its 42,334, Is actually entitled to about one-fourth of a Congressman instead of the whole Congressman and two Senators which it now has. Statistics of convictions for leso ma jeste, published in the North German Gazette, show that during the years from 1882 to 18S0 2030 persons were convicted of this offense. The num ber of convictions- has decreased in recent years. From 1804 to 1806 only 504 were convicted, and from 1807 to 1800, 437. Neodesha, Kan., has a population of about fifteen hundred, which includes more thin people than any place twice its size in America. Many of the men weigh less than one hundred pounds, though in good health. Physicians say that the petroleum and natural gas wells there are responsible for making the people look like whitened refugees from a famine district in India. In one of his letters Thomas 11. Hur ley, the great English scientist, made the following confession: To attempt to live by any scientific pursuit is a farce. Nothing hut what is absolutely practical wil. go down in England. A man of science may earn great dis tinction, but not bread. lie will get invitations to ail sorts of dinners and conversaziones, hut not enough income to pay his cab-fare. A man of science in these times is like an Esau tvlio sells his birthright for a mess of pot tage. The goiilia Johaurn had a fame al most equal to that of Artemus Ward's kangaroo, and her death from pneumo nia at Nuremberg, If it does not eclipse the gayety of nations, may east a slight and passing cloud over it. She possessed some human virtues, perished of a human malady, and de serves a human tear for har departure. She was really a well behaved female, who took her captivity Willi gentle ness and composure, and if any of her family are to he -dmitted to the dig nity of a humble relationship with mankind her claims shot-id hot he dis regarded. The remnant of the once great Penob scot tribe o( Indians now living on an island near Oldtown, Me., have their own form of government. At I heir recent election tlioy chose a prohibition ist chief named Mitchell Attean, by a vote of 25 to 2X In some Swiss vineyards nearly the whole harvest was left last month to Ihc poor al the neighborhood. TWILIGHT. The sun is low, the tide is high. The sky as red us woman's lips. Shows red in the river's reflected glow. Save the silver line where the oarsinan dips; Straugs, subtle hour, that no spell can stay, A link 'tivixt tomorrow and yesterday. —Louise Ijums Lander. } the ► IREVOLTOF MOSES. ► By Hope Darinor. Not the Moses of sacred history just plain Moses Smith, farmer, aged 00; tall, with stooping shoulders; face furrowed with wrinkles, that Is, the part visible above his grizzled beard; eyes gray and sleepy, ye with a kindly light in their faded depths. Sarah Ann, his wife, was also tall but straight, carrying her head stiffly erect. Her blue eyes were very wide open; her brown hair, in which were oniy a few silver threads, was always smooth, und her thin red lips had a fashion of closing that Moses well un derstood. For IH) years they had dwelt togeth er. In all these years Mrs. Smith had commanded Moses and Moses had obeyed. There had been but few occa sions on which he had advanced opinions of his own. But this fair morning, when the sun was, in count less dewtlrops, multiplying his own L *ightness, and the south wind wooed t. IG rosebuds into perfect bloom, Moses Smith determined to liuve for once, at least, his own way. Two weeks before he had heard his > lfe say to a neighbor, — "Anybody can wind Moses round their linger/' Now Moses knew his weakness; was aware that his wife knew it, for did not she tell him of it every day? But to discuss it with another! That was different. He had pondered the mat ter for 14 days, and his mind was fully made up to this day assert himself, but he ate his breakfast of toast, fried potatoes, ham, coffee and molasses cookies in his usual silent way. As they rose from the table Mrs. Smith said,— "I \vant you to churn right away, Moses, 'fore it gets so hot." "All right. I'll he back from the barn soon," and he slouched off at his usual leisurely gait. Mrs. Smith entered the pantry, raised a trap door that led to the cel lar, and descending, saw that the jar of cream was ready for the churn. Then she went about her usual morning work. In a short time she heard her husband's voice at the kitchen door. "Is that air cream ready?" "Of course it Is. But you hain't got the water." "Yes, I have. I Jest drawed three buckets." "Now, Moses Smith, I hain't hoard you carry it into the woodhouse." "I guess you didn't. I'm going to churn out under the apple tree." There was an ominous silence. Mrs. Smith persisted In using an old fashioned dash churn. In warm weather this chum was placed in a tub of cold water, drawn with a wind lass from the stone-lined well by the kitchen door. A few steps from the well stood a gnarled old apple tree, whose spreading branches made a canopy of breezy shade. Moses had many times hinted a desire to do the churning here instead of in the wood house, but his wife always forbade. "You bring that tub of water Into the woodhouse. The churn is out there, all ready, and you see to it you don't spatter the cream when you empty it." She went up stairs, opened the win dows of her sleeping room and put the bed to uir. She also tidied her careful ly kept sitting-room. When she went again to the kitchen, she stood for an Instant transfixed with astonishment by the picture framed by the open door. Under the apple tree stood her hus band, his straw lint laid aside, while both hands grasped the churn dasher, slowly propelling It up and down. "Moses Smith!" Sarah Ann pushed open the screen and advanced to his side. "What do you mean by bringing that cream out here? Didn't you hear what I said?" "Yes. As to what I meant by bring- In' the cream out here, I meant to churn it that's all." "Well, you won't do It here. You carry that cliurn straight into the woodhouse. I don't see what does make you act so like a fool, Moses Smith." "I hain't actln' like a fool, Sary Ann. I can churn jest as well out here. It's a real pleasure to listen to the mother robin over yender and to see the Sun shine peep in' through the leaves." "Humph! Poetry and work don't go well together. Why don't you do as I tell you?" Mr. Smith dropped both hands from the churn dasher, drtfw himself up as straight as was possible after stoop ing so many years, and said distinct ly— "'Cause I don't want to." "I don't care what you want," Mrs. Smith returned angrily. "I tell you not to churn another stroke here. I guess I " "Sary Ann," Moses leaned one arm reflectively against the tree; "I don't care a mite whether I churn or not, but if I do It will be rigfit here and nowhere else." k For a moment she was sptmhlesa "I'd HUo to know wliat you mean,- she gasped. "The idea of talking like " "Never mind. The question 'pears to be, shall I churn or not? I tell you plain, if I do, It will be right here." What did it mean? And he had twice interrupted her! Mrs. Smith was not vanquished, but she was so con fused that a truce seemed the best thing she could think of. "Do as you like," she said shortly, walking away and slamming the door behind her. Moses took her at her word. An hour later she found that, after finish ing the churning, he had carried the churn and contents to the place where she usually worked the butter. She was still undecided what to think of her husband's daring. However, things seemed otherwise much as ever, for it was not until they were seated at the dinner table that Moses again asserted himself. "Why don't you take it, then?" push ing the plate toward him. The plate held two crusts. Moses shook his head. "That's too dry. You know my teeth air pour. You can feed that to the chickens, and I'll take some of the new you baked today." Moses thereupon rose and walked to the pantry. Here on a table lay half a dozen loaves, fresh from the oven. He took up a brown crusted one and a knife. "Moses Smith! Air you crazy? Don't you hear me? I say. you needn't cut that loaf of brend. This bread's good enough." It was too late. Already the sharp knife had severed two slices from the loaf. "What do you mean?" the woman shrieked. "What do you mean, Moses Smith?" "Now see here, Sary Ann, I'll tell you what I mean. I mean to have some new brend, that's all," and back to tbe table he strode, brend in hand. Mrs. Smith did not return to the table. Her husband saw little of her the remainder of the day. She retired early, and when Moses came up to bed she was asleep, apparently. The next morning Mrs. Smith had re gained the use of her tongue and ignor ing Moses' declaration of independ ence, scolded heartily about every thing else. Moses bore it in silence, retreating to the barn as soon as pos sible. It was Saturday. On the afternoon of that day the Smiths usually drove to Ovid, three miles distant, with farm produce. This pitrt lelllar afternoon Mrs. Smith arrayed herself in her best cashmere and Sunday bonnet. "I'm going to tbe missionary meeting at Sister Swin's," she announced, as Moses lifted the jnr of butter into the back of the buggy. "Here is n basket of cottage cheese. You can drive round on Maple st eet and sell it out. Be sure you go to the back doors, and they'll give you live cents for two balls. There's just 00 balls—a dollar and a half's worth. I want the money to make out 10 dollars I'm going to lend Widow Green. She'll pay me r0 cents for the use of it three months. Now don't step on my dress," as he clumsily took his place at her side* "Fifty cents for three months." Moses slapped the fat horse with the lines. "That'll be two dollars for a year. Two dollars for ten dollars. Let me see—why, Sary Ann, thai*s 20 per cent." "What if it Is?" There was a brief pause, then Moses began again. "But, Sary Ann, Widder Green is awful poor. Why don't you lend her the money for nofliln'? It's to finish pnytn' for her sewin' machine, and there's only you and me, and we've got two thousand dollars ahead, 'sides the farm." "If you can't talk sense, do keep still. Lend it for notliin', indeed! Be sure you understand 'bout the cheese." "See here, Sary Ann, I shan't peddle out your cheese for any such purpose. You can do it. or I'll take it to the store. But I don't do such work, while you air to missionary meetin', to get the money fur you to grind down the poor with, that's all." Moses deposited ids wife at Mrs. Swin's gate and drove off. making 110 reply to the command she hurriedly whispered us she saw her hostess at tlie door. Surely lie would not fail her tliis time. lie would do the errand, for Moses disliked waste. She was sure that it would lie ail right, not withstanding ills queer freaks of yes terday. So she dismissed the subject from her mind, and three hours later found him waiting for her in the ap pointed place. She clambered to her seat and they started home in silence. "Have a good meetin'?" he ventured at last "Yes, we did." was her testy reply. They were within half a mile of home when Moses dropped a handful of change in her lap. "Money for your cheese," he said quietly. She counted it twice. "There's only 75 cents. Where's the rest?" "That's all there is," he declared doggedly. "I told you I shouldn't peddle it out. Golden took 45 balls, three for five cents, at the store. I give old Mrs. Blake live balls, and that Morley girl, who is tryin' so hard to support her little brothers, the rest. They both belong to our churcG, you know." No reply. When they reached the house, as Mrs. Smith stepped upon the ground she looked Into her husband's -ace. "Once for all, I ask you what ao you mean, Moses Smith?" "Well, now, Sary Ann, I don't mind tellln' you I never promised to obey you, but I've done It fur 30 year. I'm through now, that's all." Without a word she walked into the house. When Moses entered an hour later he found his favorite cream biscuits and fresh gingerbread for sup per. Mrs. Smith talked, told her hus band about the missionary meeting, and ended by asking him if he would step over to Mrs. Green's for her. "Tell her I will have that ten dollars for the first of the week; and tell her I shan't be in any hurry for it, and to never mind any interest." Moses made no reply, but hastened on his errand.—Waverly Magazine. CAUSES MANY WRECKS. Quartz Sand of Lake Superior Makes Com- PRRMIH Treacherous. llow a ship's compass could lead her master astray has been one of the mysteries of Lake Superior for years, but it is probably explained now by one of the vesselmen in the only way that seems consistent. One of his own boats suffered a week ago at a time when he knew his compasses were right. His ship was heading for Du luth, and for safety was two points south of her course, which should have taken her to the entry at Superior, seven miles south from the harbor en trance at Duluth. Without warning the vessel grated on a beach and stopped. An investigation showed her to be on a sandbank at the mouth of the Knife river, 20 miles east from Duluth. ,phe was heading directly up the river, almost due north, but the compass still held two points south of the course for Duluth. The boat had, by the charts, turned almost a right an gle. Within 125 feet of either side rock reefs ran out into the lake, on which she would have cut herself to pieces. To the southerly side, where a trifling less deviation would have taken the vessel, lay an island of rock that would have driven her bow back to her engines and hunched her up In to a ball. As it was, a tug pulled her off, and a survey showed not a dollar of damage. Indeed, nothing is publicly known of the fortunate accident till this writing. Many such a casualty has occurred from time to time, and the river on which this boat brought up lias been the scene of two or three groundings every season for years. Some of them have resulted luckily, others have been total losses. The only explanation for these groundings and deviations Is that a great bed of magnetic iron sand lies in the bed of the stream, covered by the washings of quartz sand from the rocks of the lake. Tile same explanation probably ac counts for the late disasters at other points on the north shore. Indeed, in a gathering of vessel captains in an agent's office in Duluth this week they discussed the remarkable aberrations of compasses this fall, which every man had noticed far more than be fore in any year. During the week one of the captains of one of the great fleets, a man noted as the most careful and the best man in the line, who has not lost his company a cent in repair for years, found himself on the north shore and three points off his course, though the compass was identical with its Indication of every'trip of the season. He got off witnout much loss, but the fact was none the less re markable. How did he get there, and what made the deviation ?—St. Louis Post-Dispatch. The Kvolntinn of the Corset. A lamentable spectacle was present ed by the barbarous corsets on view at the Paris exhibition composed of iron and pieces of canvas, shapeless and without grace, which imprisoned the delicate forms of queens of fash ion of bygone periods. The corset bad its origin in Italy and was in troduced from that country into France by Catherine tie Medicis. Mary Stuart and Diane de I'oictiers did not however, follow the fashion. But it was admitted by nil the ladies of the French court that it was in dispensable to the beauty of the fe male figure and was therefore adopted by them. The corset in those days was in its infancy, and it assumed more of the rough character of a,knight's cuirass. The frame was entirely of Iron, and tlie velvet which decorated the ex terior hid a frightful and cumbersome machine. In contradistinction to these is the modern corset made of light, pretty materials embroidered, berib boned and decked with lace likg a bride's bouquet. Clilncan Legend of the Pleiades. In China, according to a native le gend, long before the Caucasians were born there were seven sisters who lived on the banks of the Yellow river. In order that they might attain the greatest glory In the world to come, tliey vowed that they would never marry. But the parents, having very different ideas, betrothed the eldest to a highly desirable young man of their acquaintance. Obedience Is one of tile greatest virtues of the Chinese, so the girl was compelled to give her con sent. She told her sister that they would never see her ngttln, and promptly jumped Into the Yellow river. After a short consultation they concluded to follow her. That night, for the first time seven bright new stars were seen ill the sky. And that is why only the Chinamen really know how the Pleiades first came to be ad ded to the nvmber f stars. What Are Lit!le 1 oik* Made Of. "What are little folks made of? Nilgai* and siiiee And everything nice, That's what little folks are made of." Of all the queer things That Mother Goose sings, That is the queerest As well as the dearest. But I'd just like to add Of each lass and lad Thut love is the spice That makes them so nice. —Little Men and Women. Some Interesting Dolls. The Queen of lioumuuiu was sponsor for a peculiarly interesting exhibit that was lately held in London for the benefit of certain charities and hos pitals. She placed 011 exhibition her famous collection of dolls dressed in the costumes of various countries. The Queen of Holland herself dressed some Dutch dolls; and. Indeed, dollies of every nation dressed as fine ladies and us pheasants, were represented. In order that some distinctive Ameri can dolls might be in the queen's family, the New York Tribune offered prizes for five typically American in costume. Four "lady" dolls and one "gentleman" doll took the prize. The latter prize appropriately went to a boy, a New Jersey lad, whose doll rep resented "Uncle Sam" in gorgeous at tire. Of the others, one in rich bro cade and fine cap represented Martha Washington, one was a negro mammy in white apron and brilliant turban, a third was Priscilla, the Puritan maid en in simple frock and hooded clonk, the fourth was Pocahontas in beaded dress and moccasins. Altogether the American children can have no cause to be ashamed of their exhibit. The Rivers of Cliina. The rivers of China are her glory, and there are few countries in tne world so well watered and none other with such splendid natural water transportation facilities. The three great rivers of the empire are the Yangtze-Kinng (child of the ocean), the Ilonng Ho (Yellow river) and the Ciw Kiang (Pearl river or Canton riven. Of these the Yangtze Is much the larg est, flowing through extensive and fer tile plains and Anally emptying into the eastern sea, after traversing a dis tance of over 2000 miles. Its dis charge is estimated at 1,000,000 cubic feet per second. The banks of the Yangtze are crowded with towns and villages, the most famous of which are Nankin and the new treaty port of Hankow. The Ilonng Ho, or l'ellow river, is noted especially for its frequent and violent floods. Itscurrent is very rapid and its course sinuous. The Pearl, or Canton river, wlltle not nearly so large as the others, is a stream of great importance, says the Kansas City Star, and innumerable ves sels trade upon its waters. At some points it spreads into large lakes; in others is passes between narrow gorges, which if dammed, would afford large storage capacity for irrigation. The Chinese, however, have not prac tically worked out irrigation in its dif ferent phases as completely as would be expected of such an agricultural people. Irrigation, nevertheless, Is practiced to a considerable extent through the use of the waters of the Grand canal and by wells. The Grand or Imperial canal Is a work of great magnitude. It was constructed in the seventh cen tury and enlarged in the thirteenth century. It traverses the great plain and flows with but slight current for a distance of 700 miles. While built for purposes of communication, its waters are used largely for irrigation, and thousands of drains and creeks have been made to connect with it along its route. The modes of irrigation are ancient and crude. One of the most pictur esque is by means of (he water wheel, which is used where the land to be watered is well above the channel of the river. The wheel is turned l>y the force of the current and is perhaps 30 feet high. Its buckets are sections of banboo, which, as they are raised by the motion of the wheel, empty their contents into throughs or ditch es. Hollow banboo pipes or tubes are sometimes used for distributing water over the fields. They rest upon wood en supports and branch in every di rection from tlie source of supply. The chain pump is also n common means of lifting wnter, the chain run ning up from, the wnter on a slant and being provided with little buckets at intervals, which, as they reach the highest point and begin to descend, discharge their contents. These ma chines are worked by buffaloes or sometimes l>y human labor, a man working a ernnk with ids feet some thing after the manner of riding a bicycle. The most primitive and la borious method is the ancient well sweep, such as is seen today on many an old New England homestead. A I-lttl. Girl*. Power Over Anltrml.. When Keeper McCurron's elephant breaks its chains and the coyote jumps over the bars of Its cage, as they have done aforetime, instead of pursuing with prods and wire lassoes and having a fight to bring the ani mals under control, the keeper should send for Dorothy Putnan, five years old, daughter of C. F. Putnam of Chicngo, and the wild beasts in her presence will become tractable. Little Dorothy, all unconscious of It herself, has a wonderful power oyer all sorts of animals and birds, wild and domestic. Unruly horses when she approaches cease their lmlklnc and submit to the bit. Dogs which it is necessary to chain because of their savageness allow her to pull their tails, tweak their ears and then turn about and lick her hand in gratitude. Whenever she goes out into the barn yard on the farm of her father at their summer home in Vermont, the turkeys, the ducks and the chickens follow her about as though she were playing the pipe of Pan. The phoebe that nests under the porch and the catbird that builds in the lilac, brood their young contentedly, while little Dorothy witii her fore-Angers strokes their feathers. Upon this Vermont farm from which Dorothy Putnam lias just returned there is a particularly valuable cow, valuable not only on account of its milk-giving qualities, but because of the fineness of its strain of blood. The cow unfortunately lias a temper that is in perfect proportion to its money value. It is so thoroughly vi cious a h.-ast that two farm hands are obliged to put in work equivalent to a day's labor every time the crea ture is milked. She is driven in from the pasture, not peacefully as go tlie rest of the herd, but only after a hard and determined fight to break through the cordon of dogs and men that are urging her to the milking shed. The man who undertakes the milking operation has never been able to get his life insured, and this notwithstanding tlie fact that the cow is both stanchioned and hobbled be fore tlie three-legged stool and the pail are adjusted. One day Dorothy was taken down to the Held when tlie cows were being driven home. She was at the extreme left of the line of men and dog driv ers when the vicious cow, making a longer run than usual, attempted to turn tlie left flank of tlie enemy by a wild charge. Dorothy was directly in line and was caught tip just in time by a man who rushed her away from the danger point. Almost instantly the cow stopped, turned about and without making another break made her way peacefully to the barn, this procedure astounded tlie hands. After the milking wnsoreraudthecowswere tun.. !; i(nse oi co more, the hitherto savage creature walked into the barn yard. poked her head over a stone wall on the other side of which little I ore! hy r ..tram was standing rnd gently mooed. The child gave It a handful of clover and stroked Its muzzle. The next day Dorothy went to the milking shed and stood between the double row of stanchions directly in front of "the crazy cow." While she was there the creature was as gentle as a lamli, and that night for the first time she was milked without being hobbled. After this the cow was constantly on the lookout for Dorothy, and when ever she approached the pasture from an adjoining Held tlie creature would go over, poke her head over the fence and welcome the child In her own way. Dorothy fed mid petted her strange pet and finally went fearlessly Into the field with it. The cow lit erally became the child's guardian, and resented the approach of any other member of the herd. Dorothy used to lead the animal to tlie milk ing shed, and when the fact became absolutely certain that the creature was infatuated with the child Dorothy was placed upon its back and allowed to ride it about just as she rode her pet pony. Occasionally she would take trips for some distance along the country roads, the cow behaving in n manner that put to shame the gentle actions of the staidest old family horse on the place. All sorts of explanations are offered for the strange attachment of the cow for the child. It seemed that just be fore Dorothy's nrrival the cow's calf had been taken away from her. She had mourned its loss witii evidences of almost human sorrow. She had al ways been vicious, but after tlie kill ing of her calf she became positively dangerous. It was urged that tlie cow had adopted Dorothy in the place of tlie calf. This hypothesis was spoiled, others declared, by the fact of tlie child's wonderful influence over all animals. When Dorothy rode along die country loads on her cow tlie farmers' dogs, instead of barking at tlie usual spectacle of a cow with a rider, would wag • their tails, follow along in the wake of tlie cow and make a part of the curious procession. Dorothy lias returned to her Chi cngo home. It is with a good deal of interest that reports concerning the actions of her pet cow since her de parture are awaited. The wonder is whether the creature will show evid ences of loneliness while still remain ing tractable or will return to her old savage ways. Another thing that Dorothy's friends are curious about Is whether or not next year when she returns to her Vermont homestead the cow will recognize her once more and take up again the old ways.—Chicago Record. Her Accomplishment*. "Is your wife a good cook?" asked somebody of the young man who had recently married. "Well," replied the proud young hus band, thoughtfully, "she can boll water without burning it."—Somerville (Mass.) Journal. Tltere are now on the reservations in New York state 4830 Indians, and a missionary says at least five-eighths of tliem adhere to the old pagun religion, rites and superstitions.
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