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drew Carnegie can practice his gospel
of wealth still more successfully than
ever.
A woman writing in the Education
al lievicw rebukes the disposition of
college women to go to teaching for a
living without special fitness for the
work. School-work being commonly
that nearest* at hand, it is most in
favor, though according to the presi
dent of a Western college for women,
the record of college women demon
strates In general their ability for
managerial office. Says this president:
"College women have more executive
ability than college men. The girls
pay their bills aiul keep their college
finances in much better shape than the
boys. I would have girls stay out
of teaching, and go into work that re
quires executive ability."
If is somewhat surprising to road in
the report of the Treasurer of the
United States that the coin oft lie realm
that is most extensively counterfeited
now; days is not the silver and nickle
pieces, but the copper one-cent pieces.
During the year there were detected
ami d stroyed at the office of the treas
ury $11,140 in counterfeit silver coins,
notes and certificates, 3277 five-cent
pieces and 121,032 one-cent pieces, and
the number of spurious minor coins
in circulation is rapidly on the in
crease. Counterfeit gold coins are
rare, only thirteen having been pre
sented at the treasury during the year.
It looks as if the counterfeiters were
putting themselves to a good deal of
trouble at a very small profit.
The submarine boat has won its way
to grudging recognition by the British
Admiralty, and a formal official trial
of a newly invented craft of this class
is to he held shortly under the direc
tion of a board of British naval offi
cer.-. Experience has already shown
that the Zede boat in France and the
Hi band in America are capable of
overcoming the chief difficulties en
countered in submarine navigation
running on an even keel; maintaining
a fair rate of speed over a considera
ble radius of action, and provision for
certain and deadly offensive powers.
The elaborate tests to be undertaken
by the British naval authorities should
contribute materially to the stock of
expert information in regard to this
uc*w factor in maritime warfare.
Seriousness of a Cerinan Official.
Not long ago an American resident
in Hamburg bad a funny experience
of lie seriousness of German official
dom. Iler pug puppy harked friskily
one evening from his place in the front
garden at a oemi-intoxicated custom
hoi e officer who leaned against the
pailiugs. The next morning a ponder
ous document was presented to the
owner, "'hleli ordered in pompous
terms that "the dangerous dog" should
be kept in the house, under a penalty
of $23, until the official veterinarian
should pronounce upon his condition.
For ten days poor puggy was kept in
the house before the State veterinarian
found it convenient to call, and lie was
then gravely freed from his durance,
as the inspector found him "not suf
fering from hydrophobia nor in dan
ger of biting."
Money in Cocoanuts.
This cocoanut industry is well worth
the consideration of enterprising Amer
icans. for it has resulted in the making
of tremendous fortunes. A cocoanut
tree yields fruit within five years after
planting, and then bears uninterruptedly
for over a century. Those engaged in
shipping the copra to Europe pay $i
per year for the fruit from a single tree.
The trees, once started, need no further
consideration. Ten thousand trees cov
er a comparatively small space, as there
are no branches. The trees invariably
grow best in what is for all other pur
poses the poorest soil.—Leslie's Weekly.
The mortuary statistics for the Dis
trict of Columbia during the past 12
months show a startling record of tu
berculosis of the lungs. The mortality
from all causes was 5.953. and of these
713 were victims of consumption—an
average mortality from this one disease
of 13-69 for each week in the year.
AN UNTOLD LOVE.
Oh. tliP blrd sang it
And t lit* leaves sighed It,
The brooks rang it
And t lie rain cried It,
The sun glanced it
„ And ihe flowers breathed It,
The houghs danced it
And the buds sheathed it,
The stars beamed it
And the winds blew it,
My heart dreamed it.
But site never knew It I
—Madeline SS. Bridges, in Saturday Even
ing Post.
CLARA'S CONVERSION I
t ' t
"It's your own fault, Clara," said
Walter May.
"Of course it is." cried out Clara,pas
sionately. stamping her foot on the
carpet. "Do you suppose 1 don't know
it perfectly well? And that is what
makes it so hard —oh, so cruelly hard
to bear!"
The fact was that Mr. and Mrs. Wal
ter May had begun life at the wrong
end.
Clara Calthorpe Was a pretty young
girl, just out of the hotbed atmosphere
of a fashionable boarding school. Wal
ter May was a bank clerk who had not
tie least doubt but that he should ul-
Imately make his fortune out of
locks and bonds.
"Clara," he had said to his young
jife while the golden circle of the
honeymoon was yet overhadowhig
their lives, "would you like a country
sfe?"
"Oh, dear, no!" said Clara, in vol u 11-
arily recoiling.
"Because," said Walter, some
what wistfully, "my father and
•yiothcr are alone on the old farm,
md 1 think they would like to have
iis come and live with them."
"I shouldn't like it at all," said
31ara, "and mamma says no young
bride should ever settle down among
\er husband's relations."
Mr. May frowned a little, but Mrs.
"lara had a pretty positive way of her
own, and he remonstrated no further.
But at the year's end Waiter May
had lost his situation, the clouds of 1
debt had gathered darkly around
them, and all the pretty, new furni
iure, Eastlake cabinets, china dragons,
proof engravings and hothouse plants
were sold under the red flag. They
had made a complete failure of the
housekeeping business, and now, in
the fourth story of a third-rate hotel,
Mr. and Mi s. Walter May were looking
their future in the face.
Clara had been extraxagant. There
was no sort of doubt about that. She
had given "recherche" little parties,
which she couldn't afford, to people
who didn't care for her. She had pat
terned her tiny establishment after
models which were far beyond her
reach and now they were ruined.
She had sent a tear-besprinkled let
ter to her mother, who was in Wash
ington trying to ensnare a rich husband
for her younger daughter, but Mrs.
Calthorpe had hastily written back
that it was quite impossible for hnr to
be in New York at that time of year,
and still more impossible to receive
Mrs. Walter May at the monster hotel
where sho was boarding. And Clara
wiio had always had a vague idea that
ner mother was selfish, was quite cer
tain of it now.
"There is but one thing left fcr you,
Clara," said Walter, sadly.
"And that—"
"Is to go back to the old farm. 1
have no longer a home to offer you,
hut you will be sure of a
warm welcome from my father and
mother. I shall remain here and do
my best to obtain some new situation
which will enable me to earn our daily
bread."
Clara burst into tears.
"Go to my husband's relations?" she
'■ebbed. "Oh, Walter, I cannot!"
"You will have to," he said dogged
ly, "or else starve!"
So Mrs. May jacked up her trunk
and obeyed. And all the way to Hazel
copse Farm she cried behind her veil
and pictured to herself a stony-faced
old man with a virago of a wife, who
would set her to doing menial tasks
and overwhelm her with reproaches
for having ruined "poor dear Walter."
As for he farmhouse itself, she was
quite sure it was a desolate place, with
corn and potatoes growing under the
very windows, and the road in front
filled with cows and pigs and harrows
\md broken cart wheels. But in the
jiidst of her tears and desolation the
driver called out:
"Hazelscopse Farm! Mr. Noah
fay's! Here's th' 'ouse, ma'am."
A long, low, gray stone mansion, all
garlanded with ivy, its -windows
bright with geranium blossoms and
the scarlet autumn leaves raining down
on the velvet-smooth lawn in front.
Clara could just see how erroneous had
been all her preconceived ideas, when
&be found herself clasped in arms
of the sweetest and most motherly of
old ladies.
"My poor dear!" said Mrs. May ca
ressingly.
"You.'are as welcome as the sunshine,
daughter," said a smiling old gentle
man in spectacles.
And Clara was established in the
easy chair in front of a great fire of
pine logs, and tea was hi ought in and
the two old people cossetied and petted
jier as if she had been a three-year-old
Ihild, just recovering from the measles.
There was not p. word of reproach—
not a questioning look, not a sidelong
glance —all welcome, and tenderness
and loving commiseration. And when
Clara went to sleep that night, with a
wood fire glancing and glimmering
softly over the crimson hangings of the
"best chamber." she began to think
that perhaps she had been mistaken in
some or her ideas.
The next day she had a long, confi
dential talk with her father-in-law.
while Mrs. May was making mines
pies iu the kitchen.
"But there's one thing I haven't
dared to tell Walter about," she said,
with tears in kwr eyes.
"What's that, my dear?" said the old
gentleman.
"My dressmaker's bill," said Clara.
"It came the night before 1 left New
York—oh, such a dreadful bill! X
hadn't any idea it. could possibly
amount up so fearfully."
"How much was it?" said Mr. Noah
May, patting her hand.
"A hundred and fifty dollars," said
Clara, hanging down her head.
"Don't fret, my dear; don't fret," said
the old gentleman. "Walter need never
know anything about it. I'll settle the
bill and there shall be an end of the
matter."
"Oh, sir, will you really?"
"My dear," said old Mr. May, "I'd
do much more than that to buy the
color back to your cheeks and the
smile to your lips."
And that same afternoon, when Mrs.
May had been talking to Clara in the
kindest and most motherly way, the
girl burst into tears and hid her face
on the old lady's shoulder.
"Oh," cried she, "how good you all
are! And I had an idea that a father
and inothcr-in-law were such terrible
personages! Oh, please, please forgive
me for all the wic.wva things 1 have
thought about you!"
"It was natural enough, my dear,"
said Mrs. May smiling, "but you are
wiser now, and you will not be afraid
of us any longer."
When Saturday night arrived Wal
ter May came out to the old farmhouse
dejected and sad at heart. He had dis
covered situations did not grow,
like blackberries, on every bush; he
had inct with more than one cruel re
buff, and" he was hopelessly discour
aged as to the future. Moreover, he
fully expected to be met with tears
and complaints by his wife, for he
knew Clara's inveterate prejudices in
regard to country life.
But to his infinite amazement and
relief, Clara greeted him on the door
step with radiant smiles.
"Tell me, dear," she said, "have you
got a new situation?"
lie shook his head sadly.
"I'm glad of it," said Clara, brightly,
"for we've got a place—papa and
mamma and I."
"It's all Clara's plan," said old Noah
May.
"But it has our hearty approval,"
added the smiling old lady.
"We're all going to live here to
gether," said Clara. "And you are to
manage the farm, because papa says
GAL 29
he is getting old and lazy," with a
merry glance at the old gentleman,
who stood beaming 011 his daughter
in-law, as if lie were ready to sub
scribe to one and all of her opinions,
"and I am ready to keep house and
take all the care off mamma's hands.
And, 011, it is so pleasant here, and I
do love the country so dearly! So if
you're willing, dear—"
"Willing?" cried Walter May, ecs
tatically, "I'm more than willing. It's
the only thing I've always longed for.
Good-by to city walls and hearts of
stone; good-by to hollow appearances
and grinding wretchedness! Why,
Clara, 9 shall be the happiest man
alive. But—"
"There," said Clara, putting up both
hands as if to ward off all possible ob
jections, "I was sure there would be a
•but.' "
"I thought, my iloar," said Walter,
"that you didn't like the idea of liv
ing with your husband's relations."
Clara looked lovingly up into her
mother-in-law's sweet old face, while
she silently pressed Mr. Noah May's
kindly hands.
"/ am a deal wiser than I was a
week ago," she said. "And, oh, so
much happier!"
"So am I!" said Walter —Waverly
Magazine.
Roughly speaking, lightships are
only used where it is impossible or
inexpedient—on account of the shift
ing nature of the shoal —to build per
manent lighthouses, and the first one
to be placed in position was tho
well-known Nore, in tho year 1732. At
the present time there are GO round
the British coasts. The English
lights are painted red, and those on
the Irish coast black, with the name
in huge white letters on both sides.
At the mast head there is a largo
wooden globe or cage called the day
mark. The lantern encircling the
mast is about 10 feet high, and con
tains a number of argand lamps and
reflectprs, 21 inches in diameter, ar
ranged in groups on a frame, which a
beautifully regulated clockwork ap
paratus causes to revolve, and the re
sult is those brilliant flashes of light
which practically spell the name of
the light vessel to passing ships, for
very light has some distinguishing
rharacteristic, either in the period
or color of tho flash.
Even when the lightship is rolling
or pitching in a heavy sea the light
remains horizontal, as the lamps and
reflectors are hung on gimbals, so as to
ive them free play in all directions.
Foggy weather entails additional
work for all hands, as a powerful fog
horn, driven either by steam or com
pressed air, is kept working while
the fog lasts. By means of high and
low blasts from the trumpet the
•ailor is informed what lightship he
s passing, each fog signal, as well
as each light having its own distin
guishing characteristic.—Note3 and
Queries.
Throe Crnooft Remain.
There are only three remaining of
the thirteen original crosses built by
•ving Edward I. to mark the resting
jlacc of Queen Eleanor's funeral pro
fession. One is near Northampton, one
it Waltham Cros3,tho third at Charing
Cross.
I CATCHING A BANK THIEF
A DETECTIVE RELATES A REMARKA
BLE AND INTERESTING CASE.
It \i* Often lbUMy to fii't Away, but Almost
Alway* Haiti to Stay Away Thlw \\ at
l'rovon by an AHuir That Occiirred Soou
After the Close of the Wr.
"Tlie recent embezzlement by the
note teller of the First National Bank
of New York, and the ease with which
he was captured," said a well-known
ex-detective in a recent issue of the
Washington Post, "recalls one of the
most remarkable and interesting
cases I have ever had anything to do
with. It was the robbery of the Towns
end Savings bank of New Haven, Conn.,
which occurred in 18G6, I think. At
any rate, it was shortly after the end
of the civil war, in which great con
flict the principal in the affair had dis
tinguished himself and won many
high-prized laurels. His name was
Jerry Townsend, a son of the cashier,
and a nephew of the president of the
Townsend Savings bank of New
Haven.
"Jerry, soon after his return from
the war, was given a minor position in
the hank, and being a clever, well-edu
cated fellow he rapidly advanced
until he was mad- paying teller.
"Well, things ran along all right for
some time until one line morning the
cashier discovered that about SIOO,OOO in
cash and bonds had been taken from
the safe the preceding night. The
safe had not bben blown open. It
was sii#])!y unlocked by someone hav
ing the lock combination. Now, ac
cording to#he bank's rules, only the
president, tlie cashier and the assistant
cashier had this combination, hence
suspicion was not directed towards any
other person at first. Jerry was hardly
mentioned in connection with the rob
bery, until his father, the cashier, e
bery until his father, the cashier, re
membered that some days prior the
former had suggested the expediency
of his having the combination, so that
in case of the absence of all the other
officers at the same time he could have
access to the safe if necessary.And the
old gentleman, regarding the proposi
tion reasonable, gave his son the com
bination; yet strange to say, he had
neglected to inform the president that
he had done so.
"Now, Jerry had sent word to the
bank the day before the robbery was
discovered that he was so ill that he
was afraid he would not be able to
attend to his duties for a day or two;
so ho was not expected at the bank
the day of the discovery; but as soon
as his fainer had admitted that his
son also could open the safe, a mes
senger was sent to the latter's home. I
hardly need say that he was not there.
"Hitherto the bank officers had con
ducted the examination in their own
way, and as secretly as possible, yet
when the paying teller could not be
found by them, and the story of the big
steal was getting out, they saw that
other steps must at once be taken in
the case, and so it came about that I
was called to take a hand in the game.
I was 011 duty in New York City at the
time I received orders to run up to New
Haven. On my arrival at the bank, I
found everything in a state of great
confusion, and hundreds of excited de
positors were clamoring at the bank
doors for tlicir money. 111 the case of
many of them it was the hard earned
savings of years of toil.
"After getting all the information
possible at the bank, I struck out after
the thief. I soon found that there was
a girl in the ease, and that Jerry had
spent part of the evening of the rob
bery at her home. From there he prob
ably went to the bank and got away
with the swag before midnight, for
about that time he called at a restau
rant near the railroad station,and leav
ing a large valise with the bartender,
he went away and did not return until
just before tho 2 o'clock train left for
New York. He was seen to board that
train, yet then and there the trail of
the robbery was lost. Indeed the man
vanished as completely and suddenly as
if the earth right there had opened and
swallowed him. Not in New York or
any were else could any trace of the ab
sconder be found. A big reward was
offered, and detectives in all parts of
the country attracted by it. were in the
hnut, and scoured every nook and cor
ner in which they suspected lie might
lie hidden. The search was kept up
for weeks, but all our efforts were
fruitless.
"After several months had passed, 1
began to lose interest in the Townsend
case, for having other important pro
fessional matters to look after, I sel
dom gave it much thought. Of course,
the strange, mysterious disappearance
of the culprit still excited wonder and
speculatiou.
"One day, six or seven months after
the robbery, as I was walking leisure
ly up Broad way r New York, just be
iow Wall street, I was approached by a
man who requested me to dispose of
some United States bonds, and was a
stranger in the city. My mind being
pretty well occupied with another mat
ter at the time, I give this incident but
little thought. We were near Wall
street, and I pointed to the house of a
well-known firm in that street, and
assuring the man that it would be all
right there, I walked on. But I had
gone scarcely a block when the recol
lection of the Townsend bank robbery
flashed like lightning ,through my
mind. Might not this man have
some of the Townsend bonds? I turned
and fairly flew back to the broker's
oflice to which I had just directed him.
and reached it barely in time to meet
the stranger coming out. Showing him
my authority, and taking the chances,
I arrested him, and took him back into
the oflice. He had sold one bond there,
which upon examination I found to be
one of the Townsend bank bonds. And
searching the man, two or three more
of these bonds came to light. But what
was of vastly more importance, be had
on his person a letter from Jerry
Townsend. dated Havana, Cuba, to his
sweetheart in Connecticut. This letter
was to be delivered by the bearer to
the lady in person, and it contained in
structions to meet the writer at a
certain hotel in Liverpool, England,
at a certain future time.
"That my prisoner was thoroughly
scared, I need scarcely assert. He plead
ed utter ignorance of the robbery, and
declared that he had made the ac
quaintance of the man who had given
him the letter and the bonds some
months before in Havana, where the
latter had posed as a captain of the
United States army. Of course he
went under a fictitious name there.
The prisoner was held and the mat
ter kept from the newspapers until I
and others, including an uncle
of Jerry, had crossed over to Liverpool.
We found the hotel and the robber, who
started out to re'ist, but finally sur
rendered. All but some SII,OOO, I
think, was recovered, and the prisoner
was brought back, tried, convicted, and
sentenced to prison for seven years."
A DEDUCTION PROCESS
Which ICevcnlcd a Whole I.ot About n
Young Man.
" Do you see that man with the dark
moustache," said Sherlock Holmes,
Jr.
"Yes; do you know him?" •
"I never saw him before. He is
married. He ought to live in a flat,
but doesn't. His wife is afraid of tho
hired girl and he is left-handed."
"Mr. Holmes, you are an everlast
ing marvel. How can you tell all that
about a man you don't know, and
whom you ifever saw before ?"
'Look at the second knuckle on hi 3
left hand. You see it is badly skin
ned. Also there's a black mark on his
left cuff. Now, let us see what we
must make of this. When a left-hand
ed man pokes up the furnace fire how
does he do it ? By putting his left
hand forward, of course. Thus it hap
pened that it was his left hand which
scraped against the furnace door.
The blackened cuff shows that it was a
furnace door. Having this foundation
to work upon, the rest is easy. If he
lived in a flat he would have no fur
nace to look after, and if his wife were
not afraid of the hired girl,they would
make tho latter do the poking up. It
is all very simple, if one's perceptive
faculties are properly trained. Ho
can't really afford to live in a house,
because if he could he would have a
man to look after the furnace. There
fore, he ought to live in a flat."
" But, hold on. How do you know
the man is married? He can't be over
30 years at the most. Why may it not
be possible that he lives at home with
his widowed mother?"
"My dear sir,' said Sherlock Holmes,
Jr., "I am surprised at your lack of
perspicacity. If he lived at home with
his widowed mother, he would permit
her to attend to the furnace herself."
—Chicago-Times Herald.
QUAINT AND CURIOUS.
A curious accident occurred recent
ly in a feather bed factory in New
York City. The feathers got whirling
so rapidly that the friction set them
on fire.
Tho remains of an ancient gallery
were recently found six feet below the
surface at Tottenham qiarshe3 during
the excavations for the new reservoirs
of the East London water company.
It is supposed to have belonged to the
Danes, who were defeated in Lea
valley by King Alfred in 894 A. D.
Among the queer electric bets in
Cleveland, Ohio, was one by two men
on the west side. The loser agreed
to roll a peanut nearly a mile on the
sidewalk with a toothpick. Every
time the peanut rolled off the walk
the roller was to set up tho drinks
for the crowd. The wager was paid,
and it cost the loser S3O for drinks.
In -digging a trench between two of
the timber sheds at the lower end
of the Chariest own navy yard at
Boston, workemen have tinea: thed a
dozen skeletons. The bones lay less
than three feet below the surface of
the ground, and are believed to he
those of soldiers who were killed at
Bunker Hill and hastily interred. The
graves wore unmarked.
As an example of faithful service
and of that contented and staid
characteristic that is found in many
out of the way places In Europe, the
case of an organist in a little village
of Sweden, t who had been choir
master in the same church for
72 years without missing a service,
is typical. 110 and his ancestors had
hchl the position of organist for 200
years without intermission.
Dr. Eiselberg In the Deutsche Modi
cinische Wochenschrift tells of a
case where the right forefinger of a
young man had been cut off four
months before the operation do
scribed. Eiselberg applied in its
place the second toe. None of the toe
was lost and sensibility has devel
oped; mobility nas not yet appeared,
but is confidently expected in time,
as occurred in Nicoladoni's toe-finger
operation two years ago.
The number of hours of bright sun
shine experienced at Greenwich, Eng
land, during the year ending April 30,
1900, was recently computed from tile
record of the Campbell-Stokes instru
ment. In this space of time the sun
was above the horizon 4-154 hours, and
the record shows that during 1036
hours there was bright sunshine.
This would give a mean proportion of
sunshine for the year of .307, constant
sunshine being represented by one.
THE TRAMP PRINTER.
New Conditions Are Putting nil End to
Mis Class.
In the morning he used to sit humped
over the primer case throwing in a
handful. When the editor cams to
work, it was customary for the others
in the shop to show the editor some
obeisance: the foreman to walk to the
editorial desk with the proof of an
"ad."; the job printer to hammer busi
ly with a planer on the form of a
"Rooms to Rent" card, which was ever
being made ready for the press; two
lean compositors to shake their cases
as though they had been working for
hours: the cub to change legs on t'ue
job press and clatter the tlirow-off with
more business than a bird pup. But
the tourist—the typographical tourist
—at the prime" ease paid no homage to
rank; made no unmanly, obsequious
demonstrations before potentates and
powers. He kept on rattling the type
in their boxes as though nothing had
hnppened. After a whispered dia
logue betwe n the foreman and tho
editor explaining the stranger's pres
ence, it was the editorial privilege to
approach the throne.
If it was winter the editor might
saunter out to the stove and back up
to it with palms outstretched. Then
he was permitted by the tourist to ask.
"Where you from?"
After receiving a reply the editor
was expected to ask:
"Well, how's work there?"
To this the answer required by an
unwritten yet inviolable law of the
craft was:
"Rotten."
Thereafter the editor might resumt
his work or inquire about old
or take up the regular order, or pro
ceed to unfinished business, for tin
tramp printer had been duly and
formally installed and the opening ser
vices were closed. To the layman all
this pomp and circumstances In wel
coming the tourist may seem empty
and idle.
Yet the arrival of the tramp printer
at the country office twenty years ago
meant to the craftsmen there what the
return of Lentulus with victorious le
gion meant to Capua; what the delega
tion from the grand lodge ready to
give out the new password and exem
plify the work means to the brethren;
what the visit of an ordaining bishop
to convey the apostolic succession
means to churchmen, and what the
coming of a new star means to an
astronomer.
For the tramp printer brought the
light iuto dark places. If there was
a new ink-reducer iu vogue the tramp
kuew it, and could make it. He showed
the foreman how to set the disc of the
jobber, and print in colors. The Camp
could make a paste that would never
sour, and tableting glue that would
stick and neither crack nor melt in all
eternity. He could whittle out a line
of wood letter, or make slugs. He
could tie a string to an end of the
folder table and cut two folios from a
quarto as fast the the "devil" could
fold. lie could make rollers that
would print, a line of script, or bring
out the dapple iu the flanks of the irou
gray stallion for the livery stable job.
He could cut out reprint witli his
rule for the copy hook when the old
man was away, and he eould go to the
nonpareil case and set up a piece oi!
poetry for the first column from mem
ory. lie was* a guide, philosopher and
friend to the editor. And in the back
room he revived the world, the liesli
and the devil.
Peter B. Lee, "Old Slugs" Biggsby—
whither have they gone? Those old
style faces with the hair lines all over
them, with their condensed Gothic
noses, with their wrong font eyes, with
their mouths blacksmithed full of fine
cut to justify with their double pica
cheeks! Poor old typographical errors;
they were cast before the days of the
point system, and they have been
thrown into the hell box of oblivion.
Yet they did their work well. The.*
fulfilled their mission in the world.
The tramp printer's de
vices perfected and carried to their ul
timate conclusions, have become great
inventions of tlus printing craft.
Archimedes said if he had a proper
lever he would move the world. The
lazy tramp printer who first rolled a
cylinder over a form of types had
found the Archimedean lever.
The lever has moved the world
further in a century than it moved be
fore in a thousand years. Its un
known inventor was as surely inspired,
was as surely working a divine pur
pose toward man as he who chiseled
the law upon the stone at Sinai. For
that printer's lever has twisted away
the sceptres of kings and has put royal
power into the hands of people. That
lever has pried the world from ignor
ant selfishness to the intelligent hu
man brotherhood.
The tramp printer, whose humble
habitation has become a mechanical
sanctuary in a score of years, is a low
ly instrument with which to do mira
cles. But so was poor, blind Bartime
us. Miracles are not done with princes.
—Emporia (Kan.) Gazette.
A Curious English Custom,
A weird spectacle was witnessed in
Warwickshire a l'ew days ago, says
the Westminster Gazette. Before sun
rise a group of persons from all quai
ters gathered around the ancient
mound on Knightlow Hill, near Dun
church, and deposite 1 wroth silver iu
the hollow of a cross. The mouey is
payable to the Duke of Buecleuch for
the privilege of using certain roads.
The sum contributed by liable parishes
vary from a penny to over two shil
lings. The penalty for non-payment
is twenty shillings or forfeiture of a
white bull with a red nose and ears.
The Pyramid of Cheo]>a.
There are 4,000,000 tons of stone in
the Pyramid of Cheops, It could ha
built for $20,000,000.