fO.ViimROW AND YESTERDAY/ Two sisters met in the darkness, To-morroW and Yesterday. One clasped the hand of the other, And softly was heard to say: "Sweet are the moments now passing, There's nothing left to regret; But that to some i brought sorrow. Fills rae with sadness yet." Sweet was the smile of To-morrow, Gently, so gently, she spake, "Fear not, fear not, little sister, Happiness for them I'll make." Then in the darkness thev parted, To-morrow and Yesterday; Away from the earth one traveled, To it one hastened her way. —New York Observer. A Timely : Dividend. By John H. Raftery. TIIIN'GS had come to a pretty sorry pass with the Yoakums, and it was ahout all Miss Flo could do to keep up her Spirits. Her mother and sister had come to iook upon ner as the mainstay of the little family, because she man aged to eke out ahout $2 a week regu larly addressing envelopes. Marie had earned a few dollars in the two years since their father had died, hut the demand for the foolish little euplds and fierce-looking fairies which she painted on cardboard didn't hold out long after Christmas and Easter. To be sure, they bad one roomer who paid .50 a week, but it's quite a trick for Ithree grown women to sustain life, to say nothing of appearances, on an av erage income of ahout $250 a year. Flo tried to make a joke of it, hut When mamma really wished to go out and each of the girls was obliged to Contribute a garment, n pair of shoes or a hat to make Mrs. Yoakum's toilet Complete, it was not easy to keep up the laugh with which the handsome STlo managed to greet each of their successive hardships. They lived in n dingy two-story house that would have been as squalid within as with out if it had not been for the scrupu lous cleanliness and Incessant industry of tile two girls. They kept everything ns clean as a new pin, hut despite their gentle ways and everlasting care, the old tapestry on the parlor floor was mapped and diagrammed into thread bare islands, canals and estuaries. The old hair-cloth furniture, besides beiug n decade out of date, was full of holes, rickety and scarred. Never might mother aud daughter, nor yet the two sisters, go out together. They hadn't enough clothes to go around. Company Was out of the question—that is, male Company, for, though both Flo and Marie were very pretty, pride re strained them from disclosing the scantiness of their possessions even to the grocer's clerk, who, having fallen desperately in love with Sialic, sought to improve her acquaintance by call ing. She was out. Flo told him, and there hfter poor Marie was debarred from an occasional visit to the store in which the ardent clerk worked, languishing. When Mr. Yoakum died lie left noth ing hut his Insurance policy for SSOOO. It would have been a fortune for his economical wife and daughters, but the Insurance company in which the policy Was written became involved about the lime the Yoakum claim was presented, nnd the Yoakums knew no more than that a receiver or something of that Bort had been appointed, and that there Wasn't much chance of their getting (anything out of the policy. For a few months they had cheered one another With vague hopes that there must be a settlement, but to all their letters, com plaints and urgings not a word of tangible encouragement came from the receiver. Then tliey sold their piano, moved into a cheaper house nnd began to look for positions. Mrs. Yoakum Bcrimped and saved in tile kitchen, the girls mended, darned, patched, washed, Ironed, scrubbed nnd slaved to keep out of debt. When the roomer, an elderly bookkeeper, usually very punctual, was n day late with ills weekly rent, the household menage was immediately and unavoidably contracted. One morning, having discovered that the last milk ticket was gone nnd that there wasn't a cent of money in the house, Flo encountered the milkman at the back door and told him, with a Bweet smile, that they didn't want any milk. This was not a falsehood, since What they really wanted was cream, hut it didn't help to make the black coffee nnd dry toast any more palata ble. While Mrs. Y'onkum nnd her two daughters were engaged in a kind of hysterical effort to make light of this, the most frugal meal they had yet par taken of. there was a loud knock at the front door. Flo dropped her ragged napkin and ran to the window. She should have gone to the door direct, but it was too late for the postman, and—well, proud folks in such cases as hers have to be diplomatic ahout ad mitting visitors. There was a carriage at the curb! She flashed back to the dining kitchen room and hastily ap prised her mother and sister, who flew at once to the family bedroom to make ready for a distinguished enller. Flo put her hack hair to rights, and with a flutter at her heart, opened the door. "Does the widow of the late Franklin Yoakum live here?" asked a very state ly and prosperous looking gentleman, raising his silk hat. "Yes, sir," gasped Flo, hopes that she dare not encourage rising high within her breast, "did you wish to see her, air?" "Yes, miss," he said, entering, "I am representing the Janus Life Insurance Company, in which, I believe, your— was he your father, miss? Yes? So I guessed. Well, hp held a policy for SSOOO in the Janus and I've called to pay—* "Hadn't I better call mamma?" asked Flo, almost choked with joy. "I think she's at home, and, and, you wanted to see her, didn't you?" "Ye. I must see her," he said, watching the girl let up the shades a little and glancing round at the re spectable wretchedness of the poor room. Flo mounted the stairs in nbont four jumps and almost fell upon her mother with the glad news. "Come to settle the insurance, mother," slie rattled. "Let's fix you up—hriug my waist, Mn rie—there, that looks nil right; yeu'd better put on your slippers, and lidfe, Marie's gray skirt looks all right. Looks like he had the money right with hiin—give me your old tortoise sheß comb—he has a diamond ring and a silk hat—now, you button the slip pers and I'll brush her hnir!" And talking breathlessly while she arrayed the speechless mother in the combined finery of the whole family, poor Flo and the less demonstrative Marie were already imagining the comforts they would have for poor mamma, the "start" they would get in business nnd the foundations for fortunes they would lay upon the SSOOO which was, they felt sure, already within their grasp. If they could not keep nway from the stair rail while their mother was in the parlor, If they listened silently try ing to catch a word here and there, it must not be charged that tliey were ill bred. They had tasted neither butter, milk nor meat that day, and how tired they were of the struggle to maintain body aud spirit without tears nnd with out remonstrance. At last they heard the voices come nearer and they stepped behind the balustrade. "I'm afraid that will he about all for awhile," the man was saying. "But the next payment will be smaller at all events. Sorry to trouble yon, Mrs. Yoakum, but all this red tape must be gone through. Good day." The door was hnrdly closed when Flo and Marie pounced upon their mother with, "Did ho pay?" and "How much is it?" Tlieir mother ran into the parlor, and, sitting upon the squeaky sofa, smiling mysteriously, said: "Guess." "Four thousand?" "No." "One thousand?" "No," nnd Mrs. Yoakum hold out her open hand. There were sixty-five cents in it. "That's our share of the 'available assets,' " she explained. Flo was laugh ing loud and long. "Gimme n quarter of It, mn, honey," she cried at last. "I'll get half a pound of butter and some cream!" And their breakfast was merry after all.—Chicago Iteeord-Herald. The Germ of Useful Inventions. Once lu London I was astonished to see a man, after writing something with a lead-peueil, search through his pockets for a pieeo of India rubber with which to erase an error. He had lost it and eouid only smudge the paper by marking out what he had written. I said to him: "Why don't you attach the rnbber to the pencil? Then you couldn't lose it." He jumped at my suggestion, took out a patent for the rubber attachment to pencils and made money. When Rowland Hill, the great Eng lish postal reformer, introduced penny postage into England lie found it nec essary to employ many girls to clip off the stamps from great sheets. I took a sheet of paper to him and showed him how easy it would ho By perforation to tear off the stamps as needed. He adopted my idea; and now a single machine does the whole work. I noticed one day in England a lot of "flunkeys" rushing up to the car riages of titled ladies and busying themselves adjusting steps, which were separate from the carriage and hail been taken along with grent incon venience. I said to myself, why not liavo the steps attached? and I spoke about the idea to others. It was taken up nnd carried out. Now every car riage has steps nttaehed as a part of the structure. In 1850 I was with Jnmes Mcllenry in Liverpool, and in trying to pour some ink from a bottle into the ink well the bottle was upset and the ink spilled all over the desk. This was because too much ink came from the mouth. "Give the bottle a noep like a milk pitcher." I said; "then you can pour the ink into the well easily." Ilolden, of Liverpool, took up the idea and patented It nnd made a fortune out of it.—From George Francis Train's Autobiography. A Dog That liulftl a King. Dignity, pomp nnd etiquette are par ticularly strong points with Edward VII., says a London correspondent of the Boston Herald, and woe betide any light-minded subject who overlooks the smallest detail of dress or deportment In the royal presence—that is, woe he tide all such subjects save one. The exception is Jack, n stray Irish terrier, who strolled Into Marlborough House not long ago, adopted the King without leave or ceremony, tool, charge of lys Majesty forthwith, and has helped to run the empire ever since. It can be said without exaggeration that no one item of the business of King of Eng land gets so much attention dally as the enro of Jack. Ills food and exer cise are personally supervised by his royal comrade, and the general ques tion of his health and conduct are a matter of personal concern to the King. A Grewsoine Dlncoveryo A soldier has accidentally discovered in a cellar of the citadel at Aquiia, In Abruzzl, Italy, hundreds of corpses. Several of them are half mummified and retain a lifelike appearance. It is the general opinion that the corpses date from the French invasion of 1796, and are the remains of prisoners. The discovery has created a great sensa tion. |fiP ,GV| Pagan superstitions survive in some parts of Scotland. Visitors to tbe sacred well of St. Maebruka, in Lech Mnree, Kossshire, perpetuate ancient Druidlcal rites wbeu tliey drive nails and copper coius into an oak tree as a votive offering, and when they kneel before the oak. There is probably in all the world only one town built of glass, and that is to be found near Yellowstone Park. The glass is not artificial, but natural, being formed by ages of volcanic ac tion. It is dark green or blnck in hue, but in every other respect resembles the artificial product. There is a sort of clearing house for Inventors in a first floor flat in Madison nveuue, New York City. According to the tenants In this abode of genius they have made a fish tail which is to run "fin steamers" in three days across the Atlantic, and have discovered perpet ual motion and a system of sending pictures and letters in a second and a half from one hemisphere to the other. John Stnrns, of Concord. N. C., dreamed the other night that ills wife, who has been dead for twenty-seven years, came to the side of his bed and told him that he would find gold in a certain spot on his farm. The next morning he went out to look, and the first thing he picked tip was a four ounce nugget. Later his son discov ered that there was a regularly out cropping of gold-bearing quartz at the place, with signs of a gold mine be neath. Russian papers give particulars of an extraordinary religious community in Kieff, whose chief tenet is idleness. They are known as tile Malevantchiua, from the name of their founder, Cor rado Malevanlng, who wns released from a lunatic asylum in 1872 and straightaway began to propagate his strange sect. Basing themselves upon the parable of the lilies, which "toil not, neither do they spin," the Mnle vantchlna reject all work except that of the household, wear coarse, sombre garments and restrict themselves to a diet of bread and cheap fruits. On the rivers of Cashmere are thou sands of floating gardens, formed by long sedges which are woven together in the form of a gigantic mat. These sedge grasses, flags, stalks and lilies are woven on the river or lake banks while their roots are still growing in the slime underneath. The required amount of earth is then put upon the mat, tlie stalks are cut aud the mat becomes a floating garden. They are usually about twenty by fifty yards in extent. A dishonest Cnshmiri will sometimes tow his neighbor's garden away from Its moorings, and sell the produce of the other's toil. "The strangest, most contrnry wood in the world is redwood, which grows on the raeltlc Coast," says Popular Mechanics. "It will sink like a stone; It will float like a cork. It is soft and will cut like cheese; it is hard, flinty and brittle. Boards twelve Inches wide and ten feet long have been easily split, while other specimens were so crooked.they could hardly lie still. Some redwood will defy rot for forty years, while some will decay in a few months. Some will lose three fifths of its green weight In drying, and some will not lose any weight. It Is found straight-grained, or It may vie with rosewood, mahogany or French walnut for beauty of figure. Name any quality In redwood, and its opposite can easily be found." Japanese Shops. To start a Japanese shop is the sim plest thing in the world. You take the front off your house and arrange your worldly possessions on the floor. Japanese floors are raised off the street, though nothing Is raised off them. The transient customer sits on the edge of tile floor sldesnddle. A real shopper, who means to do the thing properly, like a peasant buying jewelry in Italy, climbs up on tbe floor, which is also the counter, aud squats on his heels. Real Japanese shops don't have doors or windows or counters. Shop win dows In New York dou't leave much wall in a twelve-foot frontage; but even an American shop window does not take the whole front of the house. The Japanese don't have many regu lar shops. There are very few streets of shops even In Tokio, which is as large as Berlin. Foreigners never buy anything but curios; if they are fools, they deal with shops kept by Euro peans; if they want bargains, they deal with Chinamen. There are many Chinese shops in treaty ports—the Chinaman is cheaper and more reliablo than the Japanese. European shop keepers do not set up in Japan for philanthropic reasons. Japanese shop keepers are the lowest class of popula tion, except the outcasts. Servants and laborers take precedence of them In society and jirecedence Is the hobby of the Japanese. You have a different bow and a dif ferent salutation for a man who is below you or your equal, and several for the people above you; you have even a different language for each, nnd Japanese writing wriggles like the carving on their temples. Lots of opportunities are wasted be cause the wrong people get hold of them. A girl may lose her appetite without being In love. LOVE-MAKING, A Religious Opinion Tlinl Romance tie cllnos in Our Complex Modern Life. For several reasons there is less ro mance in and more holding back from love-making than formerly. Not that youth is less susceptible. Here there is no change. But young men have grown more anxious concerning ways and means than their fathers were, more solicitous to have an income that will warrant their marrying and be ginning home life and more doubtful to make a wife happy on sninll means than men used to he. Many young men are so agreeably established in pleasant bachelor quarters, where they have home comfort in addition to inde pendence, that they do not know the forlorn estate of the man who is en camped in the dreary waste of a board ing house. Girls, on the other hand, have be come self-supporting to an extent hith erto undreamed of. Those who go to college are fitted for a professional ca reer, and often, having spent four years in college study, and two or three years mom in direct training for medical work or teaching, or journalism, they prefer splnsterhood. Great is the de light a woman has in earning money, in finding that her talents are of value and her services worth 1111 honorable sum, almost equal to tbe amount a man can SUrn, in the world's market. Thousands of young women, too, who never go to college, earn their bread and assist their families. Sometimes these girls know that they cannot eas ily be spared from home; sometimes they have grown Indifferent to mar riage, and sometimes they feel above tile men who would naturally seek them, while they are not the social equals of men whom they admire. I.lfe has taken on too manifest a complexity in many places. Artificial wants are multiplied. A man might make a very comfortable livelihood for a girl who would live very simply with in his means, but he cannot afford much hired help or much entertaining or many chiffons. Feeling this acute ly, he often does very scant justice to the sensible girl, who, if asked, would accept him and cheerfully accommo date herself to his day of small things. —Christian Intelligencer. • . Worm Leopard Head*. A passenger in a Broadway car the other day was surprised, not to say startled, glancing up from the news paper he was reading, at seeing oppo site htm and just over the top of his paper, the yellow and black head of an enormous leopard. The animal's ears were laid back and its lips drawn apart in an ugly snarl that showed its long, white teeth; and its blazing yellow eyes glared fiercely at the astonished passenger. The passenger dropped his news paper suddenly, and was confronted by another pair of staring yellow eyes and more gleaming teetli. Ills con sternation was very evident, for he had been completely absorbed by his newspaper, but he quickly recovered and smiled when he saw a very pretty pink and white human face between tile leopards' heads. The heads formed part of the attire and not a small part of the adornment of a very attractive young woman. They were real leopards' heads' the fur a bright yellow, dotted with big black rings, and they had belonged to two full grown animals. One head was made into a cap, which fitted closely over the girl's head. The upper row of sharp teeth, two of which were about an inch and a half long, nearly touched her forehead, while the great yellow eyes glared fiercely down from the crown of her bend. The other head, which was a little larger and of even more ferocious aspect, was made Into a muff. The effect was quite novel and at first glance rather startling. The same young woman was seen a few days later wearing a wrap made of leopard skin, and the man who had seen the heads found himself wonder ing if there was not an interesting story of the lady's prowess as a hun tress connected with the trophies she wore.—New York Herald. A Shrewd British Judge, Judge French, who recently died in Englund, was a genuine humorist him self, and appreciated humor In others, says Leslie's Weekly. He often used to say that no man without a sense -of humor could have borne the pathos of the sordidness of life and the abso lute lack of character which were ex hibited in his courts. The litigants he loved least were those who thought he was to be easily deceived by lying. He was a master hand at telling which side was lying the least. One day, in an interpleader action, a man set up the plea that he had lent his son SI2OO. It seemed impossible to tell where the truth lay. All the parties were for eigners and addressed the bench as "Your most noble honor." "Ah, now," said Judge French, "how kind It was of your father to lend you $1200." The man thought the judge believed him. "And how did you carry that $1200?" asked his honor. "All in mine pockets in the good gold," replied the witness, still laughing. "Ah, what a load!" went on the judge. "Yes, what a load," responded the witness. "I don't believe a word of it," returned the judge; "judgment for the execution creditor." Hated to Undo llis Work. He was wandering in Ireland nnd came upon a couple of men "In holts" rolling on the road. The man on top was pommelling the other within an inch of his life. The traveler Inter vened. "It's an infernal shame to strike a man when he's down." said he. "If you knew all the trouble I had to get him down," was the reply, "you wouldn't be talking like that."—Phil adelphia Inquirer. THE LAST ACT OF PIRACY '■ •• •••• •••■ IN AM ERICH/I if— — —•••• I] WHERE THE REMNANTS OF THE ORGANIZED GAHOS THAT FORMERLY TEA I | J RORIEEO THE H/OH SEAS ARE NOW TO BE FOOND-DESCRIPTION OF THE J J GOAJIRA INDIANS, WHO OCCASIONALLY ATTACK VESSELS ALONG THE VEN- £ || EIUELAM COAST-STORY OF A SURVIVOR OF THE LAST AUTHENTICATED 1 11 ATTEIVT TO HOLD UP A SHIP IN AMERICAN WATERS. . I I I I WHILE acts of piracy are still aounultted, if reports may be credited, in for eign tvnters such as the Indian Ocean and the China Sea, the black flag has not been seen in this hemisphere for more than half a cen tury. Sporadic attempts, to be sure, have been made upon vessels alopg tbe Venezuelan coast by the fierce Goa jira Indians, who have been noted as Implacable robbers ever since the Span lards first appeared In that region. Not long ngo, in fact, our Consul at Maracaibo reported an attack they made upon a German bark near the shoals of the gulf, only twelve miles distant from Fort San Carlos, when the captain and crew were driven ashore and compelled to leave their Vessel a prey to these modern pirates, who were led by a half-breed known as Cachimbo. This was the fourth case of piracy, the Consul stated, that he knew had been committed on large for eign sailing vessels, and he recom mended that the masters of such trad ing along the coast of Venezuela should provide themselves with breech-load ing rifles and ammunition, especially with a signal gun, for warning and de fense. LAST PIKATICAL ACT. The very last act of piracy committed In American waters. It Is said, in which the Intent of the piTates was to burn, kill and destroy, occurred just seventy pears ago, when the good brig Mexican, bound from Salem, Muss., for Rio de Janeiro, was overhauled by Spanish pi rates when abreast the West Indies. The Caribbenn Sea, as is well known, was for many years a favorite cruis ing place not only for the brethren of the black ting and crossbones, but with those quasi-pirates the buccaneers. Tbese last made their headquarters at the island of Trotugu, which lies just off the north coast of Haytl(and which, by the way, is as pretty a bit of para dise as the writer has ever seen). Here gathered such gallant men as Henry Morgan, Mausveldt and "Peter, the Great," who, so long as they confined tlieir depredations to Spanish galleons and the King of Spain's sailors and cities, were not regarded with great disfavor by either France or England. 13ut when their successors looked upon all merchant craft In the Caribbean as fish for their net, and made 110 dis crimination as to colors or nationality, their case took on a different cast and they were properly considered as pir ates. Buccaneering and piracy may bo said to have been in a most flourishing con dition, and by many looked upon in tbe light of legitimate callings, during three-quurters of the century between 1050 and 1730. The buccaneers gener ally confined their excursions to the borders of the Caribbean Sea and the Gulf of Mexico, but the "real and tru ly" pirates, such as Captain Kidd and the notorious "Blackboard" ravaged the American coast regardless of the unwritten word that had been passed among the "brethren of the sea." Most of the rascals were linally rounded up before the first quarter of the eigh teenth century ended, Kldd's trial tak ing place In May, 1701, and the Gorgon like head of Captain Tench, alias "Blackbeard," being borne into port at the end of a bowsprit, on a morning of November, 1717. It is a cherished belief in St. Thomas that Blackbeard left n vast amount of treasure burled In the island. On one of the writer's visits lie was introduced to two aged gentlewomen whose grand father, then a prosperous planter on the north shore nearest to St. Johns, once discovered a great chest filled with Spanish doubloons, submerged in the cove before his house. The Danish Government claimed this treasure, sad to say, and the finder received only empty thanks as his reward. It was out of the Bevorly-Salcm har bor that the Mexican snlled at the be ginning of her voyage toward Rio, clearing at the custom house made fa mous by Nathaniel Hawthorne, and shaping course for the open ocean. She carried, besides a miscellaneous cargo some 20,000 Spanish milled dollars, sent by her owneT, Joseph Peabody, to Supply any deficiencies of her cargo of lumber and codfish. The master was Captain Butmnn, of Beverly, and there were thirteen In the crew, all told; no mention being made In the ves sel's log of what they thought as to the superstition attaching to the "un lucky number." They had uneventful sailing for three weeks, at the end of which time they found themselves well over toward the coast of Africa, to which they had been driven by baflllug and contrary winds. They did the best they could to re cover their course, and were getting along very well when they sighted the "long, low, rakish craft" that the tra ditional pirate always cruises In. . As these Yankee sailors were not looking for any suspicious character, however, they paid little attention to the stran ger until finally they could but notice that she was dogging their tracks. "We sailed along, ship and ship," says one of these ancient mariners in a re cent narrative of bis experience, "un til about 9 o'clock In the morning, and then the 'old man' couldn't stand it any longer and altered the course. That settled it, for the clipper altered her course to correspond and came down on us like a sea hawk on a fat duck. ' She flew the flag of one of the South American republics, and we could see guns on her deck and a crew of mur derous looking Spaniards all armed with knives and pistols." The piratical vessel proved to be the Spanish brig Panda, which had stolen out from her customary haunts along the African coast on the watch for unwary Yan kees like our friends from Salem. ATTACK OK THE MEXICAN, She ordered the master of the Mexl- ' can to send a boat aboard, and then sent a crew of murderous cutthroats back to board the schooner. These . miscreants took Captain Butman down 1 below, and by fearful threats made * him disclose the hiding place of his treasure 520,000 in silver stowed away beneath a scuttle in the captain's cabin. The old man did not want to let it go, but as there were no firearms aboard his craft he had to comply with the pirates' demands. There were ten "money boxes," with S2OOO In each box, and the Spaniards were not at all slow In getting them up and transfer ring them aboard their brig. This done. It might have been thought they would nllow the plucked Yankees to go their way, but not so. The pirate captain gave orders for the Ameri cans to be confined below and the hatches battened down, then set the schooner nllre and left her, burning In a dozen places. The Panda sailed away, but slowly ar.d ever with a watchful eye upon the , schooner, her master evidently Intend- W lng to leave no men alive. It was af- ' terward learned that so long as the two vessels were within sight of each other the captain of the Panda had a man at the masthead to report any sign of life aboard the Mexican. Had there been, doubtless, there would to-day be no survivors to tell of their exploits in the very long ago. But the Americans were wary, for, though Captain But inau found means to escape from the bold and liberate the others, he kept himself concealed and also kept up the pretencp of a destructive fire raging aboard, even after he and his men had it well under control, by burning cot ton waste and oakum. After the pirate was hull down on tl*e horizon the im patient mariners collected on deck and soon repaired the sails, which had been cut into ribbons, and the running rig ging, which also had been severed. As , the compass had been thrown board and the money for the purchase of a return cargo carried away, it was concluded best to return to the home port, instead of continuing on to Bio. There were no cables In those days, but justice though slow finally reached the pirates who had committed the out rage, for an account having appeared In a Salem paper, one of the town's omnipresent shipmasters took It with him to the coast of Africa, where it came to the notice of the commander of a British sloop-of-war, who was looking for slavers. He at once sus pected the real perpetrators of the crime, took them away from under the very eyes of an African king, who made show of protecting them, and finally landed them, by a roundabout course, in Boston jail, from which they only emerged to their trial and execu tion. All save one, and that one the first mate of the pirate craft, who, bav- \ lng been the means of rescuing an American crew from shipwreck a few ' years before, was recommended to mercy and pardoned by Andrew Jack son, whom the Spanlnrd afterward re garded as his patron saint. This In brief is the story of one of the latest attacks of the old-time pir ates upon American seamen. It may bo obtained more in detail from the survivors themselves, If so be one would Journey to Salem or Beverly. It was related to the writer a few months ago by one who was a cabin boy aboard the Mexican, seventy years ago —venerable Benjamin I-nrcoml now eighty-eight years of age, blind and al most helpless from old age, but still in possession of all his faculties, and cheerful In the faith that lias sustained him throughout a long and, except for the adventure of his youth, an unevent ful life.—F. A. Ober, In the New York * Evening Post. Daniel Defoe'n Omlulon. Dnnicl Defoe made BO mistakes about the animals and plants on Itob- Inson Crusoe's Island; but there was one important omission. It Is not re corded that Friday ever served up to his resourceful master (t* supper of lob ster. Yet the shores of Juan Fernan dez are thick with lobsters, and a company is now being organized to establish an immense cannery. We can guess what design and name will decorate the tins of the new brand; but we ennnot think as yet what sentence in Robinson Crusoe will be wrested from its context to commend the wares.—London Chronicle. Feared Ills Pun Was Too Bad. Catherine of Russia was considering | how she would go down to posterity. "Do you think I will be called 'The Great?'" she Inquired. "Of course," replied an unwary cour tier, "you've made it hot for so many people." Noting, however, an ominous gleam in the Empress's eye, he hastened to take his furs out of camphor, as Sibe ria was somewhat chilly,—New York Trib'-ue.
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