"I always quote tue American army as being to my views the best army in the world," writes Lord Wolseley to a naval and military journal in the Uni ted States. The new service uniform for the United S f atcs army will include knick erbockers in place of trousers. This reversion to the style of long ago, coupled with the very general use of knickerbockers in athletics, may fore shadow the passing of the vogue of long trousers, which without any special recommendation have held sway for a eentur„ Official figures of emigatiou to Sibe ria and the return of former emigrants to European Ilussia, for the year 1901, show that the total movement to Sibe ria is 128,700, comprising 91,700 emi grants, 25,000 pioneers or intending em igrants and 9000 peasants seeking work. There returned 55,000 persons, Including 31,000 emigrants, 18,000 pio neers and 0000 workingmen. The re turn movement is stronger than it was in 1900. Some new and striking metaphors were sprung in Congress during the •losing days of the session. Represen •etive Corliss, of Michigan, for in stance, asked: "Shall the wheels of pro gress be shackled by the cable octo pus?" One critic suggests that an eight-armed cephalopod would have a difficult task if lie should undertake to shackle a wheel at the bottom of the Pacific. Senator Proctor spoke the other day of "holding out the butt end of the olive branch." In Russia no man may enter a Gov ernment establishment without remov ing liis hat, a rule which has caused some troublt, it appears, since the es tablishment of the Government spirit shops. There have been disputes be tween the officials behind the bars and the customers as to the removal of the headgear, with the result that the ques tion was submitted to the Minister of Finance. That official has caused no res to be issued warning the public .gainst any disrespectful demeanor while in the State public houses. The new treaty of commerce and friendship with Spain entirely restores amicable relations with that country. It provides that the citizens of cacii country shall enjoy equal right in the other as to residence, travel, protection of person and property, the administra tion of justice and taxation and exemp tion from military service and forced loans. This is a happy and a rapid end ing of the late unpleasantness. It is certain that with the return of amity there will follow a return of profitable trading between the two countries. As it operates to-day the parliamen tary regime of Japan does not possess any serious dangers because it was ef fectively shackled by those who created it. First, suffrage is restricted, and second, the ministers are only respon sible to the mikado. To be an elector it is necessary to be twenty-five years of age and to pay 810 direct tax, li censes not included, and to be eligible for election the same tax is required, and it is necessary to be thirty years of age. Thus in a population of forty millions there are scarcely 300,000 elec tors, and but 300 persons who are elect ed to public office. Remarkable among the recent public gifts is the $4,000,000 given by Joint M. Burke, a retired merchant of New York City. The money is to found and main tain a home in the borough of Manhat tan for worthy men and women who, through no fault of their own, have be come unable to support themselves. Notwithstanding much fluent and flip pant talk to the effect that 110 capable and prudeni person need ever come to poverty the fact remains that many such persons do. Mr. Burke's charita ble recognition of this fact docs credit alike to his head and heart, comments the New York World. "Years had elapsed since I saw the house with the seven gables supposed to be tlie one which inspired Haw thorne's immortal story and being in Its vicinity recently 1 went to see it again," says a writer in the Boston Herald. "But 1 wish I hadn't, for that venerable domicile lias been touched with the canker of modern improve ment. Electric lights, a furnace and bathroom and kitchen boilers serve to render the old-time home of Salem's watchmaker 'comfortable,' but an aw ful paradox in the opinion of the antl quartan, not to say romancer. I won der what Hawthorne would say to the changes there. If this is really the fa mous house one wishes it might have been preserved as America's foremost prose writer described It in that classic, ziud as Miss Ingersoll left it when she •eparted this life." -EA.LOVERS. Come, let us fare together Into that clear blue world— The tide that no fate can tether With the sails of our souls unfurled. Let us drift into any weather; Come, let us find a path, Such as the mermaid hath With pebbles and shells impearled. We will float down the foam-swept spaces, We will hide by the crystal walls Till they creak 011 our cool, moist faces— With a rush as of waterfalls, Or, like tears, in love's tempest driven— Love with us, there alone; — Half the world for our own And the whole of heaven! Beggars, we may not borrow; Spendthrifts, we cannot pay; But come! There's no bright to-morrow As dear as our sure to-day! Look! not a cloud to shade us, Nor a boat sail that's near nor far. And we are as God has made us. Woman and man we are. > SAVING OF PETES.. | How He Found Something Nicer to Take gij A Than Ipecac. I ¥RS. MINNA SCHMITT stood at the kitchen door of Mer riam's big house and looked at the changingwcst. Every moment the light was growing fainter and duller, and still Peter Burns did not come in to the supper that had been waiting for him over two hours. This was strange of Peter, and it would have been not only strange, but suspi cious of anybody else, after having been " Tectioneerlng" all afternoon, 1 with the old Judge, Mrs. Mcrriam's hus j band. 1 Mrs. Schmidt did not like the Judge. : The worst men, in her eyes, are those who always seem so nice and pleasant \ to everybody, and between times get j drunk and abuse their wives. If such j men were only mean all the time peo | pie would not blame their wives for \ everything that goes wrong, as the vil lage did Mrs. Merriam, when she had the old Judge bound over to keep the peace. Since that time the Judge had been obliged to live at the village hotel, and Mrs. Merriam was left in the big house. Now, when the Judge wanted to see Mrs. Merriam, he drove up to the j gate and whistled for her. Then Mrs. ! Merriam put on her best dress and went driving with him, for the Judge was really very pleasant when he was In a "good temper," as Mrs. Merriam ! herself would have put It. Every even ing she made Peter drive down to the j hotel to see that the Judge got to bod ; without his boots. The Judge paid | those of liis bills that he could out of | his practice, and Mrs. Marriam paid : her own out of the place and the "sum mer guests." Sometimes she paid an odd one of the Judge's. ; Minna could not see but what it was much bettor so, though whenever she went to the village she had to hear something about women who wear the j "pants" and like remarks, which passed for wit thereabouts. But Minna, who had had a sharp, and happily short, ! married experience of her own, loftily ! ignored these supposed jokes, for her j German tongue was too slow to risk an j swers. The delectable Peter himself, j who made possible the harmony of the i present conditions, was Irish. lie drove the Judge home one day when • the Judge's driving was a bit uucer | tain, even for a horse that could find j tile way home alone. Peter had put up | the horse and looked after things that : evening, and he had been doing so ever | since. Now he was the one person who | was able to travel cheerfully the somc j times slippery patli between the Inn | and the house at all times. And still he did not come In. Minna | bethought herself that, she ought to go i over to the slatdos. To-morrow would be Sunday, and Peter often needed a stitch put i?i somewhere. It was not in Minna's quick fingers to see any one untidy 011 Sunday if she could help it. So she went over to the stables—not that she was curious or, even worse, worried. Things did look queer. The road-wagon was standing in the drive way, tlie cushion left shiftlessly on the seat, and Peter's host coat lying across It. After a moment Minna's sharp ear heard deep breathing, and there, at the bench, inside the door, lay Peter, fast asleep. Now Minna could not believe that any man would go fast asleep without ids supper unless there was something wrong. But she was used to doing things, not standing and looking at them. Site took the cushion off the seat, and along with the coat carried it Into the carriage shed. Something hard in one of Peter's pockets struck her hand, and she knew it at once for a bottle. It was almost empty and the contents were not to be mistaken. Then she tried tlie other pocket. Be hold, another bottle! "That camel of a Judge." she mut tered. "He has five stomachs and he does not rest until everybody is like tiiin." The zeal to save woke in her, and she did not ask herself whether she had that fine zeal for every waver ing soul, or only for Peter's. She took the bottles and hurried to the kitchen with them. Mrs. Merriam met her at the kitchen door. "Where Is Peter?" she asked. Minna marched past her and tragic ally held up the two bottles in front of her. "Minna," gasped that lady, "what— what have you been doing?" "I?" screamed Minna. "Peter, you mean." "Peter! Oh, Peter, Peter, you too, Peter!" wailed Mrs. Merriam, as she sank down in a chair. "But wait; this Is tlie first time, and there is still hopes for him. I hnvc it!" And she hurried to her medicine shelf and came back with a bottle with some brown stuff in it "This will make him with he'd Come! for the world's ways grieve 113; Hot are the burning sands, The hours and the days bereave U3; Clasp with me gladsome hands And go by sweet height, and hollow, Where never a milestone is To point the way to the bliss Our sure feet find and follow! We will buffet the waves and boat them. Rest with them, cheek to check, Rush with them, meet them, greet them, Flee from them, when they seek, Lips, with their passion glowing, Living, loving anew, Shall we spare them a kiss or two, From our Jiearts' wild overflowing? Nay, if we leave behind 113 Loads too heavy to bear, Fetters that strain and bind us, With tlie rags that we used to wear— Out of life's fret and pain, Taking the way that is nearest, What matters it, heart, my dearest, If we come not back again? —Madeline Bridges, in Life. never touched any election whisky in his life. Run and slip them back, Minna." Minna obeyed, and then milked the complaining cows, grown restless wait ing for Peter. And when everything was well done she went up to her room and cried a bit. In the morning she was up earlier than usual. There seemed to be no use in waiting for Peter to drive her to early mass this morning. She trudged aloug the damp road from which the late August sun had not yet drawn the dew. And her feet somehow felt very heavy. "It is a damp morning," she said, looking against the shining mist. Here and there a dead leaf fluttered in front of her. The sun was soft and warm, and the gleam of the trees deep and dark in the glittering moisture, and ye< it all kept her thinking that winter was near, and that she herself was thirty-fie. As she passed a little house on the road where old Anse, the choreman, lived with about a dozen grandchildren, she heard a child's fret ful cry. "Must be it's sick. I'll have to ask Anse." When Minna came out of the church she had a start that mast surely have given her a nervous shock had she been of less hardy libre, for there was Peter waitiug as usual. "An' why didn't you wait for me, Mrs. Sclimitt?" he asked. "It was a good morning to wall;," said Minna most quietly. He helped her iuto the cart, and then lie said slowly, after they were started: "It was a very hot day yesterday," and he switched the lines to chase the ! flies off the backs of the horses—"a I very hot day." But Minna was silent. After a little Peter went on: "We went over a tur l-ible lot of country yesterday, the Judge anil I. I'm thankful we had a right good supper over to Ilarneck's, so boin' tired an' restln' me a minute, 1 fell asleep. It's too bad you milked the cows and did that work." "Oil, that didn't make much differ ence," said Minna. But there seemed to he something that did, so after a bit Peter went on again. "The Judge is a turrible man to drink and treat all rouu' when he goes 'lectioneeriug. He gimme a couple o' battles to treat the boys for him, hut I met old Anse in the road this mornin' an' lie told me one of the children was sick an' he didn't feel very well him self, an' so I gave him the rest." Peter had the flattering sense that he was clearing himself without admit ting the suspicion, which is really a very delicate thing to do. So he was the more surprised to see Minna Jump around in her seat and fairly scream at him: "You did what?" "Gave it to old Anse for the child." "Oh," she moaned, "for the sick child. It'll kill It." "But it was good stuff," said Teter blandly. "The Judge paid a dollar a bottle for the bit of a bottle." "But it's had; I know it's bad. Hurry up and tell Anse it's bad." Peter only stared at lier, ami almost held the horses at a standstill. "Hurry up," she said, and rattled (lie whip iu its socket. At this ominous and unaccus tomed sound, the horse plunged for ward so suddenly that Peter had to pull them to their haunches to keep them out of the ditch. "I'll not drive a step, I'll tell ye," he said, "until 1 know what for," for Peter could not stand bothering the horses when he was driving. Then Minna- began to cry and Peter as well as the horses was bothered. "But, Mrs. Scliniitt," he said, "sure an' you're always such a sensible woman " "What's the use to be a sensible woman when a man's so foolish? It's all your fault." And Minna cried more. "Well, then, if it is, I'll be driving on." said Peter. "An' you'll he tellin' me how it is that it's my fault." Then he lifted the reins, hut he d:d not start the horses. Minna looked over the field while the tears rolled down her cheeks. Then she stole a glance nt- Feter's face, calm and maseulinely un relenting. There came a trot behind I her. McGolriek's mules were coming I up the road behind them, and she and I Peter standing still like that! So she began hurriedly: ; "I was afraid you'd get like the | Judge, too, so we thought if you did get good anil sick you'd never do It again, and we put some ipecac iu It, a j whole ounce " "In what?" asked the hyper-iano -1 cent Peter. "In tile bottles of whisky," gulped Minna. Teter whistled and the horses flew. "Ipecac's bitter isn't it?" But Minna did not notice. She was crying so hard. "Guess I oetter tell Anse that it's cheap 'lectioneerlng whisky and the Missus will send him somethin' better." Minna smiled so gratefully that Peter fell to wondering what he could do next to please her. When he cam? out of Ause's he was chuckling. "The baby's all right. But Anse is bavin' a time!" Whereupon Minna giggled hysterically. To make sure, Minna herself took the basket and the port wine which Mrs. Merriam sent. When she came back she walked rather slowly up the drive way, trying to decide whether she should stop and tell Peter. When she came to the stable door Peter was pitching straw for bedding. He did not seem to be getting much on his fork, and presently he looked up as if seeing her there was the most unex pected happening. lie pulled his hat down and came toward her. Leaning against the doorpost he regarded the prongs of his pitchfork intently. About that time Minna found her basket handle very interesting, and she began to rub her forefinger thoughtfully up and down its strands. "The baby's nil right, Peter," she said, after a while. Peter looked at her meditately as If somehow she were saying something else. "Mrs. Sclimitt," he said then, "I've been tliinkiu' about how worried you got about them bottles. It's kind o' nice to think people care enough to worry about you. Now, I've been thinkin' that there might be nicer things to take than ipecac, and some times it's the nice things that are best for a man, don't you thiuk so?" Peter stopped and dug his pitchfork into the ground. Minna's literal Ger man mind had become unwary. "What would you take, then, Peter?" "Well, now, Minna, if 'twere left to me I'd take you." Iu spite of Mrs. Merriam, who pointed out precedent and evidence to prove that Minna had strangely invert ed her opinions, Minna agreed with Peter—just to save him, to he sure.— New York Sun. Snakes in Dutch Guiana. "Speaking of snakes," said a mining engineer, "I do not think there is a spot on the the face of this earth to equal Dutch Guinea in that respect. There they have large snakes and small snakes, red snakes and green snakes, amber-colored snakes and golden snakes, snakes harmless aud snakes deadly, round-headed snakes and flat headed snakes, and snakes ranging through the entire list of colors from mud gray to a striped orange and red. "If you are a tenderfoot in the coun try, before you leave Paramaribo for the gold fields iu the jungle the natives will warn you against the snakes. On the way to the fields, 400 miles up the river in a canoe, you can shoot a dozen or more water snakes if you are watch ful. Oiico in camp aud accustomed to precautions, before you get into your hammock at night you turn it Inside out to oust a possible parrot snake that may have taken kindly to your bed. During the night if you are called upon to leave camp you pick your way along the jungle trail with a lantern held low to light every inch your feet traverse. In the morning when you come to the embers of your camp fire you will find a bunch of snakes curled up around one another to keep off the chill of the night in the warm ashes. And so it is, snakes, snakes, snakes. Throughout 40,000 square miles of jungle it is one continuous snake para dise. Tlie Preservation of Westminster Abbe. At a recent meeting of the Society of Antiquaries in London Professor Letli aby read a paper on "Westminster Ab bey and Its Restorations." Referring to the coronation of Ed ward I. he said the accounts showed that a great stable was built in St. Margaret's Churchyard, temporary halls were ret up in the gardens of the palace for the people, a wooden passage was built from the palace to the church and the new tower above the choir was covered with boards, and a wood en Uoor laid down in the choir, show ing that these two last portions were not then completed. He traced the story of the vandalism in the shape of restorations which has been going on since Henry 111. work—the destruction of the palace buildings, the painted chamber. St. Stephen's chapel, the star chamber, etc. He said that similar work was still under way, and that un less tltis system of so-called improve ments could be arrested the original abbey would soou be a thiug of the past. A Itecnrri-Hreaklnc Nairn*, Joseph! Andreszkswerownitzka is the name of a young Polish girl who ar rived In this city on the Haverford from Liverpool last week. She has the longest name of any immigrant that ever came to Philadelphia, and when tliey told her so as they examined her at Washington wharf, she smiled with gratification. "I thought my name would be the longest," she said. "I thought you would tell me that, for that is what I have been told by every body since I left borne." Miss Andre szkswerownitzka Is bound for St. Paul, where a place as housemaid hns been engaged for iter In a hotel. She was advised to change her name, on ac count of its awkward length, but she replied: "No, Indeed, I will not change it till I get married." Philadelphia Record. It Is said that the New York Centra] will lie obliged to raise Its tracks ele ven Inches nil the way between New York and Buffalo, in order to get in the new stone foundation. The Land of Shut-Yonr-Eyes. There is a laud you may not know, Although so close it lies. I'll tell its name—but whisper low— 'Tis the Land of Shut-Your-Eyes. To find it? Why, just lie quite still When dusk begins to creep, And close your eyelids with it will— Don't take a single peep. And first you know you'll not be here, But in a wondrous place, Where Jabberwoeks and Pinquins queer Will smile up in your face. Where Brownies, Gnomes and fairy folk, With Goops and Injuns, too, Will crowd around you thick as smokc- And whisper jokes to yon. There never was a land GO strange, Nor yet more nice to see. Each time you look the people change; They couldn't queerer be. And oh, the funny things they do! The way they jump and prance! • Don't let them lay a hand on you Unless you love to dance. They dance all flight, the funny things, They caper and they smile, They fly—although not all have wings— They chatter all the while. To know them is a great delight, So. children, if you're wise, You'll pay a visit'every night To the Land of Shut-Your-Eyes.- —Chicago Record-Herald. llow to Make Squirt-Guns. One-legged Barney, as we boys used to call him, was the railway bridge tender as a means of livelihood, but his profession was making squirt-guns, pop-guns, eorn-flddles and whistles for the lads of the town. Ills little round house upon the high grade near the river was only a short way from a thicket of willows aud elder bushes. Prom morning till night he would sit by his door, his red signal flag propped against his knee, and his wooden leg resting on a stool, where it Berved the purpose of a carpenter's A PUZZLE PICTURE:. Old woman, old woman, shall wo go a-shearing? Speak a little louder, sir, I'm very thick o-hearing Old woman, old woman, shall I kiss you dearlv'.' Thank you, kind sir, 1 hear very elearlv, Find the old woman's son and a cow. bench, while Barney whittled away waiting things for the boys. Squirt-guns were favorites with us, for the river was near at hand, but Barney's squirt-guns of elder would crack after a little. So we demanded better ordnance for our midsummer warfare. "Wall," said Barney,'"bring me down an ole fisliin' pole an' we'll see." That very afternoon half a dozen poles were turned over to Barney. They were common 10-ceut bamboo rods, but well-seasoned by many a Ashing excursion. Barney began by cutting off a joint about an inch in diameter and eight inches long, like Fig. 1 in the accompanying illustration, one end being left closed and the other open. Next he cut from the little end of the rod a straight, slender joint about three Inches long and one-third inch in diameter in the centre, like Fig. 3in the illustration. Like the big joint this one was open at one end and closed at the other. Barney cut a hole through the closed or jointed end of (5) fm(2 c ==a flfir 3 FIG 4 FIG s V S? AKOVi HOME-MADE GUNS. the little piece with the small blade of his penknife. Then he cut a hole in the closed end of the large joint, this hole being large enough to permit the small piece, or nozzle, to slip through up to the joint with a little hard driving. Barney then cut out two little half-disks of wood, which together would At closely into the open end of the large joint or reservoir. These bits of wood were over half an inch thick and made of pine They were hollowed out so that when they were placed together to form a perfect disk there was a hole over oae quarter of an .uch ,n diameter la the centre (see Fig. 2). This was to give play to the driver or piston, which was the next thing made It consisted of a piece of hickory, one foot long one fourlli of an inch in diameter through out its length, excepting at the top and 1 bottom. The top was broadened out to lit the palm of the hand, and the lower portion was left a little larger, that II might be wound with cloth until it fitted the inside of the reservoir snugly (see Fig. 4). The next thing to do was to soak the wound end of the driver in linseed oil, insert it in the reservoir, put the two cap piece in place, and the squirt-gun was com pleted, as you see it in Fig. 5. All that remained to do was to stick the nozzle in the water pull out the driver till it struck the cap, and the machine was loaded for an attack upon any sort of an enemy A squirt-gun of this kind when once well soaked would last all summer or longer The little pocket arrow gun shown in the illustration was simply a joiut of bamboo with one end open, and the other closed, an oblong hole about one half inch wide and two inches long near the closed end, and a spring made of hickory to fit the opening. The ar row was Inserted in the muzzle, and to send it kiting one simply had to hold the gun in the hand, pull back the spring with the finger and then let it fl.t Barney's whistles were usually made of willow, but sometimes he would make a monster from a smooth piece of poplar. For lusty, deep-voiced whis tles, Barney selected straight willow branches a bit over one-half inch in di ameter Cutting the branch into pieces six inches in length, he put these "to soak In a pail of water. After an hour or two he would take out one of the pieces, cut a circle around it at the centre, and begin softly hammering the bark with the back of his knife, mak ing sure to pound every portion of the bark which he intended to remove. When the bark was thus loosened from the wood Barney grasped it in his fat right hand and slowly twisted it around until it was perfectly freo from the •wood. Then he slipped it off. Beginning about an inch from the end of the now exposed piece of wood Barney would cut away the wood on one side and toward the hack until he had whittled out a depression fully an inch and a half long and over a quarter of an inch deep. Next he cut a silver off the upper side of the piece of wood left, at the end—just enough to permit the entry of air after the bark was replaced. Butting the bark hack in place. Barney cut a suiull opening in the hark and above the air chamber now made by tile depression in tlie wood and the bark covering it. This opening was just back of tn piece of wood that formed the mourn piece of the whistle. Sometimes be fore slipping the bark in place Barney would drop a pebble in the air cham ber. Then when the whistle was com pleted it would warble whenever blown. One peculiarity of Barney's whistles was that after they had dried the bark seemed to have grown back to the wood and they lasted ever so long.—Chicago Kecord-Herald. Jnmcs Settled It. Two boys in a rural Scotch district were one day dscussing what sign it was when the cuckoo is heard for tlio first time in the year. One of tnem said it was a sign of getting married, while the other said it was a sign that you were going to be rich. A farmer, overhearing them, said, "That cannot be true, because I have heard it many j limes, and 1 am not married yet, and 1 am certainly not rich." Just thou u I local worthy, known as "Dal't Jamie," j was passing by, and the farmer said: "Jamie, can you lei! us what sign it is When you ileal the cuckoo for the first time?" "Yes," said Jamie, as he took his pipe from his mouth; "it's a sign you're not deaf." About Old IronMidcs. Old Ironsides was a title popularly conferred upon the United States frig ate Constitution, which was launched at Boston, September fiO, 1797. She he came greatly celebrated on account of the prominent part she took in the bombardment of Tripoli in 18<H and for the gallantry displayed by her of ficers and men during the War of 1812,
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