Professor MarekwalJ, of the Berlin
university, has discovered a new ele
ment. I.et us thank our stars that
It is not a new microbe.
The wedding presents received by
W. H. Vanderbiit's granddaughter
who was married the other day
amounted in value to $1,300,000. It
pays to marry a girl like that.
Only good swimmers are acceptable
as recruits in the German army. The
best swimmers in the service are able
to cross a stream several hundred
yards in width, even when carrying
their clothing, rifle and ammunition.
On good authority it is stated that
if the land east of tho Mississippi
were tilled as Belgium is, or as many
districts in France and England are,
the population of the American Re
public might double and still be as
well-fed from half of the territory now
occupied.
America is the land of white bread;
in no other country is it so universally
eaten. In England, flour is made from
wheat and from rye; in Scotland, from
rye and oats; in France and Germany,
from wheat, rye and barley; in Italy,
from wheat and corn, the wheat flour
being used for making macaroni. All
through the mountain districts of Eu
rope rye is used for bread far more
than wheat, white bread being consid
ered a Sunday or holiday luxury. In
India, China and Japan rice is used
more than wheat.
The French government has issued
the results of the quinquennial cen
sus taken in France in 1901. The
total population is returned at 38,-
901,945, showing an increase of 444,-
613, as compared with 1896. The in
crease between 1891 and 1896 was
175,027. The movement of French
population from the country districts
to large towns is still noticeable. The
population of Paris is returned at 2,-
714.068, and France has now 15 towns
with populations of 100,000 and up
ward; in 1896 the corresponding num
ber of towns with populations of more
than 100,000 did not exceed 12.
The census office has issued a report
cr. the slaughtering and meat-packing
industry of the United States for the
census year, 1900, In 1890, the date
of the last census, the value of the
products was $11,981,642, against $785,-
562,433 in 1900. For 1900 the reports
show a capital of $159,195,264 invest
ed in land, buildings, machinery, etc.,
while in 1890 for the same purpose
only $3,482,500 was invested. As
shown by other large industries there
has been a tendency toward concen
tration, there being 1118 establish
ments in 1890, employing 327G people
and only 921 in 1900, wherein 68,534
persons found work.
What is that fascination that lures
so many to the search of the North
Pole? Dr. Hayes, the famous Arctic
explorer, used to explain to his inti
mate social friends that it was not
the scientific impulse so much as it
was a species of fascination that if not
akin to insanity, was, at least, like the
fabled charm of the snakes for the
birds and that the Btrange sights and
sensatioirs beckoned and beckoned to
a return, exerting their influence long
after civilization had been reached. It
was unexplainable to liim, but he ad
mitted that the cry of the ice peaks
to come back was -forever ringing in
his ears. The doctor, who had the
gift of eloquence, was never more elo
quent than when he was discoursing
on this peculiar fascination. The list
of victims of the Pole is long.
Justice Henry A. Childs, of the
New York supremo court, in a speech
at Buffalo on "The Third Degree," sail;
The law is not an instrument of op
pression by any one or for any one
against any man. Some may think 1
talk in riddles, but what I allude to is
that a man accused of crime has the
right to every safeguard to prove his
innocence and to see that his every
right is protected. The idea seems to
be growing up that if a man is accused
of a crime he may be isolated from his
family, isolated from his friends, iso
isolated from his counsel, and put
through a third degree, so called, in an
effort to get from him something that
may be used to his disadvantage. It is
foreign to the principle of the law.
Liberty is an inalienable right. Men
who deal lightly wilh that right ought
to be brought to book and by the
members of the legal profession. I do
not care how degraded or friendless a
man may bo—the more degraded or
friendless he is the more he needs the
Bid of others—when he is deprived
wrongfully of his liberty for a single
moment, it is tho duty of every lawyer
to stand in his defense. Better that
every criminal should go free than
one man, for a single hour, should be
deprived unjustly of his liberty.
HOW LIKE THE STARS.
How like the stars are men.
Springing so full and bright
Into a sombre niglit—
Casting their beams afar,
Then, like the sleeping star,
Fading away again.
Men, in their orbits moved.
Each with his changing light,
Live thro' uncertain Night;
One, ere the dawn of grace,
Falls into mighty space,
Forgotten and unloved !
—Baltimore News.
\ "The House That Jack Built." ►
4 >
Jack waring was bashful, but it was
a question if he was any more bashful
than Ethel Talcott They could not
speak to each other on even the most
trivial subjects without stammering
and blushing, but Jack pcrisisted in
calling, despite the apparent discom
fort his visits caused both. Everybody
could see that he was desperately in
love, and it was a saying among their
friends that if Jack could ever summon
up the courage to propose, Ethel would
be too bashful to refuse him, whether
she loved him or not. She had just
come out at the beginning of the sea
son, about the same time that Jack,
who had just graduated from college
and entered his father's business, of
which he was prospective heir, first be
gan to attract the attention of de
signing mothers and attractive daugh
ters. Perhaps it was while avoiding
them that he met Ethel, who had found
that there are ways of keeping out of
Big..- when a ballroom was crowded
with other girls who were enjoying
themselies. Anyway, some common
chord of sympathy made til em embar
rassed friends from their first meet
ing.
Although Jack was bashful, he called
on Ethel as often, as he dared, but in
spite of all resolution to overcome ins
diffidence he made little progress with
his sure. They could Bet along fairly
well when there were others in the
room with them, hut when left to
themselves tuey suffered. Ur' 11 — most
young people in a similar case, they
courted rather than avoided the com
pany of Ethel's nine brother, Gus, and
Jack soon became such friends with
him that he felt called upon to re
member his birthday. This he did
by sending nim an elaborate box of
building blocks, which Gus dragged
into the parlor on the occasion of ills
next visit, and insisted that the donor
teach him how to build with them.
"Wha/t shall I build?" Jack asked.
"Build me a big hotel like the one
Ethel and I were at last summer."
Jack obediently drew his chair to the
middle of the room and began on a
suitable design. But he soon found
that building while sluing on a chair
was difficult, and as Gus was sprawled
comfortably on the floor waitching the
work, ho presently slipped down beside
him. Now, it is a peculiar thing about
building blceks that although they are
always bought for children, very few
children can work out the designs that
go with them, and consequently they
are forced to call on their elders to
help them. Moreover, their elders us
ually take kindly to'the task, and are
apt to get cross if the child interferes
In any way and delays the work in
hand. In a very few minutes Jack was
as deeply interested as if he were
building a sure-enough hotel and Gus
watched with admiration. Presently he
tried to put In place an arch that was
In two pieces and needed no other
blocks to be placed beside it in order
to keep it in place. Gus tried to hold
the pieces in place, but in doing so he
knocked a corner out of the building
with his elbow.
"You clumsy boy!" exclaimed Ethel,
who had been watching with the most
intense interest. "Here —let me hoiu
them," and a moment later sne was
Sitting on the floor with them.
Jack patienuy rebuilt the damaged
corner anu then Ethel held the arch
until he had built around it.
"Now make some bathing houses on
tne beach," commanded Gus.
Jack obeyed, and then Gus brought
out some men and women cut out of
cardboard and set them around to re
present the guests.
"Here's you and Ethel. I'll introduce
you, for you weren't acquainted ihen,"
said the young rascal, as he placed the
figure of a man raising his hat before
that of a young woman with a parasol.
"All right," said Jack, "But 1 am not
raising my hat at her as I should. 1 am
raising "it at the far corner of tne
building. Here, let me set them right."
Saying this, he reached out and
turned the riguro representing himself
so that it faced the figure representing
Ethel. Immediately a white hand shot,
out and turned the back of the paste
board belle toward the bowing figure.
"Snubbed!" exclaimed Jack, having
l boldness for his pasteboard repre
sentative that he never would have
presumed to have for himself.
"But you don't know him yet. He's
the cheekiest nam on the beach, at
heart;" and he moved his representa
tive with his bow in front of the maid
witli the parasol.
"And she's the haughtiest girl at the
beach," said Ethel, as she again snub
bed her cavalier.
"Try them behind tho hotel where
the hammock is and foIKS ain t look
in'," volunteered Gus.
"Great head!" exclaimed Jack, pick
ing up the two figures to make the
change.
"Take care whom you're handling
like that!" exclaimed Eihel, grasping
him by the wrist and striving to pry
his fingers loose from her figure.
There was a struggle full of the
abandon gayety of the nursery, to
which tho block had brought them
back far from the formalities and
tmbarraosmenta of social life. Qua
Jumped into the struggle to help Jack,
and in the general mix-up the hots!
was wrecked worse than any house
that was ever built, on sand. The clat
ter brought them back to themselves
again, but. the nursery spirit remained
with them. They once more had the
frank fearlessness of children and
could look one another in the face
without blushing.
"Now, you must build me something
else, you two," whined Gus, over the
ruins of his hotel.
For an hour they built and rebuilt
all kinds of houses to the infinite de
light of the boy, who watched and crit
icised. At last they disagreed about
what should be built.
"l et's build a cottage." said Jack.
"No, let's build a church," said
Ethel.
"No, let's build both," said Gus.
So, as there were plenty of blocks to
build both, they started a race to see
who could finish first. But it was a
peculiar thing that Jack built with
his left hand and Ethel with her right
while each leaned on the hand that was
supposedly disengaged. But an obser
ver less interested in building than
Gus might have noticed that the two
hands not used in building were try
ing to rest on tlie same spot of floor,
and occasionally the fingers intertwin
ed in away that brought the color
to the cheeks of the two young people,
whose faces were carefully averted.
"Jack's cottage is dene first," cried
Gus, sprawling forward with his card
hoard figures. "And here you both are
going in the front gate."
"But we should go to the church be
fore we go to the cottage," said Jack,
gallantly. "Don't you thing so,
Ethel?"
A gentle squeeze of the hand was the
only response.
"Then it is settled," he exclaimed, in
a trembling voice, glancing at the
back of an averted head. "First to the
church and then to my cottage."
Another pressure of assent.
Just what would have happened
next, in spite of the presence of Gus,
will never lie known, for his mother,
who had entered tho room unnoticed,
suddenly exclaimed:
"Weil, bless my heart, is this a nur
sery? Bles3 you, my children."
They both sprang to their feet in
confusion, but Jack still clung to
Ethel's hand. Her mother looked from
one to the other, and then Jack man
aged to stammer:
"That's right—we want your bless
ing."
"Engaged!" exclaimed the mother.
"Well, 1 never. And that boy in in*
room all the time! Talk about bashful
people!"
"Never mind that." said Jack, sud
denly grown as bold as brass, as he
planted his first kiss on Ethel's lips.
"The question Is, do we get the bless
ing?"
"You'll be able to tell better after
you are married," said the mother, as
she pushed them ahead of her toward
the study, where her husband was sit
ting, pretending not to overhear. —P.
M Arthur, in the Ledger Monthly.
UNIMAGINATIVE MULES.
'■lila I'nct One or Ilia Reasons of Tlielr
Value.
"Mules arc utterly without any sort
of imagination," said an old veterinary
surgeon, "and this fact alone has
placed humanity under an immense ob
ligation to this creature. Mahy acci
dents have been prevented, many lives
have been saved because of the fact
that tile nnile does not know this ex
traordinary thing we call imagination.
The imaginative faculty is not un
known in certain other orders of life.
Dogs frequently show evidences of im
agination. They hear imaginary
sounds because of some peculiar asso
ciation. Dogs have been known to
bristle up at shadows or at certain na/-
tnral formations which sugested the
idea of immediate attack.
"Every owner of a dog is familiar
with the dog's dreaming habit. Horses,
too, imagine things and dream a great
deal. They have that more delicate
and more sensitive temperament which
developes the imagination, and the fac
ulty for dreaming. But the mule never
imagines anything. He never dreams,
.ic believes simply in what he can see,
feel, smell, hear and taste. When the
possibility of these senses are exhaust
ed he is at the end of his row, as far as
liis mind goes. He rarely shows ner
vousness, and even at trying moments,
at critical times, he simply deals with
the situation with stoical indifference,
liiaking no effort to go beyond the
range of the five senses. This fact has
made him a safe member. For instance,
men who arc in the habit of riding
through dangerous parts of the coun
try, through mountainous regions
where (here is almost constant danger
of falling over a precipice, would rath
er be astride a species of the mule
tribe. Ho is safe-footed in the first
place, and makes no guesses. You sim
ply cannot force him into a place where
he will lose his balance, and possibly
his life and the life of his rider. He is
not going to shy around things like a
hor3e will. It is not a matter of cour
age with him. He is not gamer than
tho horse. But he is simply safer be
cause ho does not imagine vain things.
"He believes in the five senses at his
command, and puts implicit trust in
them. He ne\er dreams, and this fact
lias, no doubt, saved many lives under
circumstances which would have work
ed the horses up to a nervous pitch
that would have caused him to plunge
over the precipice with his rider. We
owe much to the mule, and we should
not forget the fact because of his dis
placement by electricity and other
kinds of motive power now used in
certain lines of business."—New Or
leans Times-Democrat.
It's all right to love your neighbor,
but don't let zim Impose on you.
Tim Travelom.
Knid Polly and Molly and Bobby and John,
"We'll £0 to Europe and back again.
We're afraid we will drown if we go in the
boats,
So we'll go instead in a railroad train."-
It was made of the bed feather easy chair,
It held them all with a bit of a squeeze,
With Bobby and John astride of its back,
While l'olly and Molly recline at their ease.
"Europe is nice, they tell us when
The bell for luncheon calls them home.
We climbed all over the mountain peaks,
And swam the Tiber in ancient ltome."
They go to the Kloudyke when luncheon is
through,
Their gold they tell us would 1111 a room.
They climb by Jucob's ladder at last,
To make a call on the man in the moon.
No wonder it is when bed time comes,
They yawn and nod their traveled heads,
But they start at once for the land of dreams,
As soon as they're tucked in their tiny
beds.
—Washington Star.
Tlie Gaine of Cliase.
Swiss children make believe that
the pursuer in the game of chase or
"tag" is invested with an imaginary
evil spirit whose power is subject to
certain charms. Fcr instance, if they
touch cold iron, a gate latch, a horse
shoe or an iron nail the power of the
demon is broken. Sometimes they
make gold or silver their charm.
They play "cross-chase," in which the
runner who darts across the patch
between the pursued and the pursuer
becomes the object of the catcher,
and the former one goes free. Again
if the runner squats he is free, or, he
may squat three times and after that
the charm is lost. The chaser often
disguises himself and unless the cap
tive can guess who he is the captive
is banished from the game. They also
play "turn-cap"—the chaser wearing
his cap with the lining outside.
Another Swiss game is called Pot of
Gold. One of the swiftest runners
takes a stick and pretends to dig for
a pot of gold. 1-Ie works away for a
few minutes, then cries out "I've
found it" and runs away with it at
the top of his 'speed. He has the ad
vantage of a few paces at the start,
for while he is digging the other
players are grouped behind him at
least one rod distant. The player who
catches him gets the pot of gold and
becomes in turn subject to robbers.
This keeps every player on the chase
continually.
I'arrot Walked tlio Wire.
The rotund German who resides on
Olive street has a parrot which is a
great pet. It knew so much, and had
become so fully a member of the fami
ly, that the other day, when Poily un
hooked the latch of the cage and
skipped there was general consterna
tion. Even the street urchins on Grand
avenue joined in the chase. The mas
ter and the mistress and all the small
hoys for miles about lent a hand, but
Polly went from one roof to another,
and then made a jump and safely
reached the trolley wire. Her toes
were just a bit too long for a firm
clutch, but she hung on. swaying back
and forth like a tight-rope walker, and
the only wonder was she didn't turn
upside down on the wire.
Sassy hoys on the street below gave
her instructions and a kind friend
front across the way tied two brooms
together and made a vain attempt in
excellent German to convince the wan
derer that waywardness would prove
fatal. But no ice was cut by this
demonstration, and it was not settled
until the next car came along. Its
pole swept the bird from its perch
and she took refuge on a nearby roof.
Then there was more climibng and
more reaching, until the whole neigh
borhood had joined in the hunt. One
man shinned up a tree, dropped from
a branch to the apex of the roof, held
out his broom and plaintively pleaded,
"Come Polly, nice Polly, come mit
me!" But Polly was obdurate; she
didn't give a cent for anything but
the freedom which was hers. It was
so nice! Flitting from branch to
branch and roof to roof she led the
army on. Never a wiser bird! She
knew just where she stood, she ap
preciated her advantages and was in
tent on making the most of them.
This was kept up until the parnde
reached the corner of State and Chapel
streets. Here Polly got a secure rest
ing place on the flagstaff swinging
from Brook's store. Her heart was
beating fast from the unusual exer
tion; every feather seemed to be dis
arranged ; her beak was wide spread
for all the air there was to be had.
The chase had been a hard one, three
hours long, and surrender seemed the
only recourse. So Polly gave in,
threw up the sponge and walked the
broomstick into captivity.
She has been awful sassy ever since
but she is glad that it is all over, and
although every bone in her body
aches she is content.—New Haven
Saturday Chronicle.
The 11 "tiev Bird.
A great many years ago people used
to drink a sweet water called mead
that was made of honey.
We never hear about mead in these
days, when so many different sorts
of wines are brought to us from other
countries. But in olden times mead
was held in very high esteem; and
the person who made it, and who
was called "the mead maker," was
thought to be of more importance
than the doctor. Queen Elizabeth
used to drink a great deal of mead,
and left behind n recipe for the best
way or making it.
There is a bird called the honey
guide that liveß in Africa, In the
country of the Hottentots. It is
rutber larger ttian a sparrow, and Is
so fond of honey that it is always on
the lookout to get some. There are
no beehives in that country, but the
bees make nests in the hollow of a
tree, or in some other sheltered place.
The bird is sure to find its way to the
bee's nest, but it does not like to at
tack it, for fear of being stung. So
it begins to call out in its own wa.v
for some one else to come; it makes
a loud piercing cry, that is well known
to all who are within hearing.
Sometimes the bear is lurking about
among the trees, and he hears it;
and by-and-by he sees the bird perched
on some branch close by. The bird
flies toward the nest of the poor un
suspecting bees, and the bear follows;
for he loves the taste of honey, and
this is not the first time, by any
means, that he has gone after thehoney
guide. He does not much care about
the stings, though they sometimes
put him into a great passion. At
any rate, he pulls out the nest with
his feet and paws and feasts on the
honey; and while the bear is eating
the bird is sure to get as much as he
wants.
The Hottentot knows the voice of
the honey guide and follows it with
great delight. When he reaches the
nest he does not forget his kind
friend; he takes care to leave behind
that part of the comb which contains
the eggs and the little grubs,for the
bird likes these even better than the
honey.
And he would not catch or kill the
honey guide for any reward that could
be offered. A traveler once told a Hot
tentot that he would give liim any
number of glass beads if ho would
set a trap for the honey guide. But
the Hottentot would do nothing of
the kind.
' The bird is our friend," he said,
"and we will not betray it!"— Was
hington Star.
The Hack Driver's Little Girl.
Six little girls in Miss Rexford's
school were about the same age,—
Cora, Ethel, Saliy, Edith, Jenny, and
Ruth. Five of them were generally
to be seen together, at recess and
going and returning from school,
but the sixth one, Ethel Stedman,
was not apt to be included in the
good times of the others. This was
not because Ethel was not as pretty
or as bright or as pleasant as the
rest of them or because site did not
wear as dainty frocks. No, it was
all on account of her father's being
a hack driver. Sally's father was
a doctor, Edith's was a clergyman,
Cora's was a lawyer, Ruth's painted
pictures, while Jenny's father kept
a bookstore. These little girls did
not realize that a man who drove a
hack for a living could be just, as
good as if he went around curing
the sick people or stood behind a
counter selling books or even preach
ed sermons in a big church. So Ethel
was made to feel that in some way
she was not quite their equal, though
she didn't understand what the reaso.t
was. It would never have occurred
to her that her dear, kind father was
the cause of all this snubbing.
Day after day Ethel went to school,
wishing she could do something to
make the girls like her better. Final
ly, her chance came.
It was warm and sunshiny when
school opened one afternoon; but
before long it grew cloudy, and, when
the children were let out, the weather
was so threatening that the five
friends hurried along, hoping to reach
their homes before the shower. They,
had only gone a few blocks, however,
when great drops began to fall; and
in a minute it was pouring. There
was no way but to scamper up on the
steps of a house, to wait till the rain
should cease; but the question that
troubled them was how soon would
it stop. It might keep on until night,
and they all lived* a long walk away.
It thundered and lightened a little,
and Cora and Jenny began to cry.
It grew darker, and rain came down
in such sheets that the girls could
hardly see across the street. Then
a hack came rolling along; and to
their surprise, it stopped right in
front of the steps.
"Girls! girls!" called a familiar
voice; don't you want to ride home?"
Before one of them could answer,
Ethel's father had jumped from his
high seat, and had poor little frighten
ed Jenny in his arms. He deposited
her on her feet inside the carriage
door; and in a minute or two the
five were all there, half laughing,
half crying, and being whirled along
toward home.
-"Father came after me; but you
started on ahead, or 1 should have
asked you to ride then," explained
Ethel; and the five couldn't help feel
ing a little bit ashamed to see the
eagerness with which the girl whom
they had all slighted was ready to do
them a favor. As for Ethel herself,
she almost wished a shower would
come up every day, it was such a
delight to be right among the girls,
and be one of them!
"How did you get home?" asked
Edith's father that night.
"Mr. Stedman brought me in his
hack. Ethel asked us all to ride."
And Edith related the circumstances.
"Mr. Stedman is a nice man," said
the clergyman, reflectively. "I told
some one the other day I didn't
believe there was a better man in
this town than Erastus Stedman.
And he has a good wife, too. I am
glad that Ethel is one of your mates.
You'd better invite her to spend some
Saturday with you."
Edith told the other girls what her
father had said; and they agreed that
they had made a great mistake, and
that they would do their best to rec
tify it. After that there was no lack
of "good times" for Ethel Stedman.
—Emma C. Dowd. in Zlon's Herald.
REGULATING A CLOCK.
Husbeud and Wife by Not Fulling To.
gather Got It Jitit ltiglit.
When Mrs. Matthews' sister return
ed home atter her regular two weeks'
visit to the east, she left the Matthews
a fine clock. Matthews, especially, was
well pleased with it, as he said there
would no longer be any excuse
not having supper ready on time.
Matthews explained to Mrs.
just how a clock should be regulated.
"If it goes too fast, lengthen the pen
dulum by screwing the little nut
down; if it goes too slow, screw tho
nut up." Matthews was in the habit
of geting up early to do a little work
tetoro breakfast, and the next morn
ing, when he compared the clock with
his watch the clock was a little siow.
Eeing an exact man he shortened the
pendulum a littie and went about his
work.
At noon Mrs. Matthews realized tho
advantage of living in that part of the
city where the City hall bell could Ins
plainly beard. Listening intently she
was prepared to verify tho new time
piece. When the bell struck 12 the,,
clock showed half a minute past 12
o'clock. F.cmembering her husbani \
instructions Mrs. Matthews lengthen tjw
the pendulum by unscrewing the nut*
That evening Matthews thought the
clock was a trifle slow; in the morning
he was sure of it, and again he short
ened the pendulm.
At noon the ring of the City hall
bell was a minute benind the clocis.
"This is strange," thought Mrs.
Matthews, giving the nut a lew extra
turns in order to make sure it was
long enough.
Matthews lorgot all about the clock
that evening, but in the morning it
was slower than ever.
"What aits the thing, anyway," mut
tered Matthews; "first thing I know
I'll have to take a reef in the wire."
Mrs. Matthews was growing interest
ed. At noon that day the clock was
two minutes fast.
"This pendulum will be dragging on
the bottom of the (lock at this rate," f
she thought, unscrewing the nut untilA
she thought it would come off.
Again tho clock was.slow for Mr.
Matthews. Ho began to doubt the the
ory of shortening the swing.
"Why, of course " and in the mid
dle of his petulant sentence lie length
ened the pendulum to the last turn of
the nut. That day Mrs. Mattnews went
shopping. Her son had been interest
ed, however, and noticing that tho
clock was slow again he shortened the
pendulum as much as he thought nec
essary and then gave it another turn
or two "for luck."
At 5.30 o'clock by Matthews' watch
next morning the clock showed 5.30
to a hair's breadth.
At noon the clock showed 13 on the
very 3troke of the City hall bell. That,
evening Mrs. Matthews was surprised
to see a clockmaker come in with Mr.
Matthews. .
"Just a little wager, my dear,"
plained Matthews. "I've bet Mr.
Smith $lO that shortening our clock's
pendulum makes it run slower and—"
"Oh, John, have you been regulating
it, too? I've been trying to make it
inn with the City hall bell "
"And so you've lengthened it every
day after Mr. Matthews shortened it?"
And Mrs. Matthews could only nod in
the affirmative.—Milwaukee Sentinel.
Tamntia Namnfi for New Yorkem.
The great names signed to the Dec
laration of Independence, promulgated
126 years ago yesterday, are, of course,
p.rpetuated all through the country.
Mow many George \v as'nlngtons thero
are, for instance, It would require a mi-
U'te census to discover. They probably
run into the hundreds, but in New-
York there are only six—at least, only
six are recorded in the directory.
Ilie first has no occupation assigned
to him. The others in order are clerk, 7
peddler, messenger, barber and pro
prietor of an eating house.
Thomas Jefferson is represented by
two, one of whom is an iron worker,
and the other, as far as the directory
goes, a man of leisure.
The Benjamin Franklins are respec
tively, a clerk, a detective, a janitor
and a lawyer.
John Adams ties the Father of His
Country in the number of his name
sakes in New York, for be possesses
six. Two of them have no recorded
business, but the remaining quartet are
made up of an auditor, a butcher, a
mason and a packer.
There are lots of George Washing
tons, Thomas Jeffersons, Benjamin
Franklins and John Adamses and mid
dle initials, but the eighteen mention
ed above are the only simon-pure ones.
New York Mail and Express. 1
Head, llralna and GenliM,
It has long been a popular belief
especially since the invention of
phrenology, that the size and shape
of the head are intimately reiated to
the intellectual capacity. Almost ev
en-body Is accustomed to form dog
matic judgments of men based upon
this postulate. But the results of sta
tistica investigation make it appear
very doubtful whether the belief in
question rests upon a sound founda
tion. The conclusion is that there ex
ists, in the general population, very
insignificant corelation between abil
itj and either the size or the shape of
the head. Very brilliant men may
have a slightly larger head than the
average, but the increase is so small
that no weight can be laid on it in our 1
judgment of ability. This is in ac
cord with the results of other at
tempts to apply a scientific test to the
assumptions of phrenology.—The Con
ic opolitan.
Seattle's exports to Japan are now
about $5,000,000 per annum, which is
31 times what they were years
ago.