r.y -vs ' ' ' . 'Sr crnr OF IS. . - - fsW long agon* wr: i)y tlio •••>*; M": «nrn i: wiike, one st&rttod daiMEk r Wit o? lliittanv, X ; white waves ott th« BhiOrfA over tht> City of Ig, • with its sad debris. ? - bad sunk fn a single night! • only yoxti rday . de had blushed in her young delight priest had'knolt to pray, er cried his wares in the •treetk life of the city complete ' f,c! ® Oft in its old-time way. * . ^ V*kv V t I^tV tho city lies under the sea, "< «: each square, and dome, mid-spire, ..' t ai sonw cherished fair memory }• >£•-: |jr*iiishe«l heart's desire, '•* ; " ke a beautiful palace stood '* ' • to defy tho wind and the floocfc; crumble and tempest's ire. ' is ronph--so the sailors say-- lunny waves are green, inds with tho white-capfe an at play, of the spires are seen, ng far down through the lucent dMH ipses catch of the city asleep, Vith its fairy sheen. a becalmed, when the lacy swell! ulled by tho idle air, sweet-toned, the low mlisle Of bslll 1 ling tho town to prayer. „ ' e shadowy joy of old and forever the bells are tolled o same soul's despair. is a sea still weeping above Pe B'.mken cit. of Is-- - ii.'ii^-rherishecl dr< am of a cherished low Jtet only in dreams we kiss lit yesterdays arc sunk deep in the souli «ve whose lost treasures to-day's waves roll fi> mock what onr sad hearts mips t glimpses rare of tho submerged past I *f gleam in the light awhile, fsk ne with visions that may not last, :-8 that used to smile, 'tiw find then from tho busy to-day Iboiiifr tores of the far away glistening hearts beguile. :ot in the sunken City of Is jU the heart its treasure see. fcjrims forlorn to an old-time bMtt •: |i a vanished past nre we; the plnd music of oldan timet ' faint echoes of grander chimes . ring in the time to be I ijfper's Magazine. LEMHI'S BANK ROBBERIES Jr Jlvidlk-v, Detective's Story-. '^W1 i-ii'V:. ' BY C. V. WALLS. ;#• . '• -- I bad been one of Pinkerton's detectives ||| wo years when I first met Kate Putnam, Ig^Jie prettiest and sweetest girl--to me-- at I had ever seen. She was fair as a y, with eves of impenetrable bine, cheeks 5 id lips like roses, and a wealth of golden f nglets that captivated ale completely. I he possessed a well-rounded and rather ||f imp form, and was below the medium f *. ^ht, but as I was rather tall and slender •jE.aUiraUy admired the plumpness that I flaked in my own person; so true it is that poor mortals desire most that which ure has failed to provide ns with. " ite had been a resident of Blakesburg t a few weeks when I was sent by my ief to perform a little job of detective ork in that village, and I first met her at church fair. I was thrown into her . ciety by purchasing a supper, which was PM by numbers and served ip baskets, and, - ^ fate would have it, I luckily drew jife number of her basket. As is usual on f«uch occasions, I shared the lunch with ,*.er. This was tho beginning of an ac- i.jnaint-ince that soon ripened into mutual /respect and admiration, and later, into I love. i I succeeded in securing the evidence in |flh.e case I was working up--that of arson-- . but I was loth to leave Kate. It was so much pleasanter to bask in her smiles than to associate with criminals, and hence I remained in the town two weeks when I should have finished my work and returned to Chicago in one-fourth* of that time. It «s probable, however, that I would not have returned to the cily for two months, but for a telegram from niv chief, informing me that two or three daring bank robberies had been perpetrated, and commanding me to report at headquarters immediately. When I informed Kate of the character of the telegram, she seemed greatly agi tated, but, as I had no time for explana tions, I tore myself away from her and was soon hurried to Chicago. She exacted a promise that I should write frequently, which was entirely unnecessary, for I would have attended to that at the risk of neglecting my business. Arrived at Chicago, my chief informed me of the details of three burglaries, so far as he co^l learn the details, but the information was very meager, and the clues to the identity of the burglars were * unsatisfactory. The bank in the village of Bedwing had been robi e i of 5=22,0'M). and the directors •of the 1 auk suspected the cashier; for the burglary was committed about 11:30 o'clock on a Monday morning, or at least the money was missing. One week later a bank at Laughing Water was also robbed, $17,000 being gone. The circumstances of the burglary •were in every respect similar to those at Bedwing. ' > | Two days later" tfie bank at Elm Grove lost $11,000 in precisely the same way K that the other two banks were robbed. K? As soon as my chief gave me all the in- ||» formation he had on the subject, he asked ?jjS«.,sne for my theory of the case, as it was la^BTldent that the robberies had been com- ^fBttted by the same person.or persons, al- (though at widely separated points. I told him that I had no theory, having no data sufficient to construct a theory I" apon, but I gave it as my opinion that the last bank robbed should receive the first attention, as it was more likely to furnish clues. ' Ths chief coincided with me, and I de- Cirtai immediately to the scene of the teBt baifk robbery, after notifying Kate ' -*8 to my whereabouts. I knew it would . require some time to, unravel the mystery connected with the crime, and, eagerly as t set to work, 1 felt a deeper interest in state than solving the difficult problem of te robberv Arriving at Elm Grove, I sent a message v? the President of the bank, asking him to Set me at my room in the principal hotel IT. the village. He complied, but could « jne very little information other than M«»dy possessed. He had a theory, and, tj3jLDaiiy other persons, endeavored to ^J^he facts.to make them fit his theory. •*t& are Persons who do not do this, j | erefore, there are few really good ifpQi ^ • . witht^1^*1^ Relieved that the cashier, i ,1 97^h*d'al«»ay8 regarded as the soul i- .thB'^8 the guilty party or in ^ . 783."*^..Party who robbed the ^ .Lf'onr redson for btlievina this"" •,V ̂ Ott.-'- ; ^ ib® aillv and unsatisfactory - t " of the cashier," replied the $ *a*lM ' |$ | he explain it?" „ «*•»•§,,IP can t exPlllin it. An old ^ V to have a draft for a small .>'• *d, and while they were talk- •< 1' J me r1? lost consciousness. " , giOUl( exc€pt that when I came ,.«ew»tank the door was locked and inea utl« 8 l"e cashier?" >in the bank and looking like * oil"16 was drugged," I suggested. plied the President, "I think ieD cashier never, drinks, and, be UjW.s not such a simpleton as to :Mn a stranger while on duty." %eiy he may have been chloro- y. . J-iys he thinks not. He- was a pre- i * *n de'k in a d:ug store for several J would have noticed fte smell • p!" t . oroform lpng before it coald have ' ' effe<^.M . <%ybe he is «b opium enter and took ? Jtrdose and went to sleep." titeat heaven^;" ejaculated the Presi- it. "I never thought of that! It may > as yd® suggest." "Yofi discharg*id the cashier?" . "No, he is still at the bank, fhe fact is ^>that he owns nearly as much stock in the uterprise as I do." "When can I see him?" "At any time yon choose. I think it would be well to watch* and ascertain whether he uses opium or not." As I had been a drug clerk for a few months I soon ingratiated myself into the ^ good will of the proprietors and the clerkft of the three drug-stores which the village Contained, and was not long in discovering that Mr. AVatkins, the cashier, had never purchased a particle of opium in any of its forms. An inquiry among the physicians confirmed the statements of the druggists. Still it was possible that he purchased opi ates in a distant city. After conversing with Mr. Watkins a few minutes'I was satisfied that he had nothing to do with the robbery. He had an intel ligent and honest look, and wap a gentle man in every sense of the word. He told me without hesitation all that he knew of the circumstance, which Was little mora than I had heard before. "What kind of a man was the gentleman who presented the draft on the day of the robbery?" "Do yon mean for me to describe his ap. pearance?" "Certainly." "Well, he is hard to describe. I ftrink he must have been 60 years of nt^e, and was dressed in a dark suit.' He was rather small, and I don't think he is as old as be looks. He had blue eyes that looked much younger than he did, and his face appeared as though it might be painted. I am con vinced that he wore a wig. While we were talking about the draft whiohsl refused to cash, he-glared at me fiercely and gesticu lated wildly, and that is the last I remem ber." . ., ; "What was the first thing jrtnr did wlien yon became conscious?" , "I found myself standing with my face to the wall with my finger on the head of a tack." "Where is the tack?" "Sticking in the wall there, with a blue circle around it." I examined the circle, and conclude^ that it had been made with a blue pencil A close scrutiny of the tack, which was an ordinary large-headed carpet-tack, showed that it was branded"B. Co.,"which were doubtless the initials of the nanles of the manufacturers. A -new theory sprang into my mind, as I asked: ' "Mr. Watkins, were you ever mesmer ized?" "Not that I am aware of," was the reply. Then, slapping me on the shoulder, he al most shouted: "By Jove! I believe you are on the right track now." After a few more interrogatories I began to conclude that Watkins had been the vic tim of a professional mesmerist, and the more I studied the matter the more cer tain I was that I had found the key to the mystery. But after all what would this fact avail unless I could discover the mes merist himself? At length I decided to visit the other banks that had been robbed, and, if possi ble ascertain whether the same tactics had been employed in relieving them of their cash. I went to Redwing first, as it was the nearer, and was overjoyed to discover that the cashier had been mesmerized and robbed in precisely the same way, even to the tack and blue circle, as had been the" bank at Elm Grove. I wrote my discovery to my chief, and received his compliments, and I determined to visit the bank at Laughing Water. It was only a few miles out of the way from Laughing "Waiter to Blakesburg, so J concluded to visit Kate Putnam, my charmer, for a few hours. She gave me a royal welcome, and I proposed and was ac cepted, and it is needless to say that I was supremely happy. I detailed'to Kate a part of what I had discovered, and she listened with evident interest. In the midst of our tetc-a-letc a lady friend called, and Kate excused herself for a moment and left me alone in the parlor. To while away the tfme I began to study the fine paintings with which the parlor was decorated. In attempting to gain a better view of a new picture that I had not observed be fore, I knocked down a pretty bracket and broke it. I was attempting to repair it when Kate entered the room. • I told her in some confusion what I had done, and offered to repair it if she would furnish me a hammer and some small nails to fasten it together. She was gone a few moments and returned with the implements, and I proceeded to repair the damage, re marking that I feared if she undertook to drive a nail she would cripple her lovely fingers. I adjusted the two pieces of the bracket, picked up the hammer and started to drive tack. " • Great heavens! What a coincidence: Dropping the hammer and bracket, I nearly swoonedl There, standing out in bold re lief before me, was the brand "B. & Co." on the head of the tack! "Goodness!" Kate exclaimed. "What's the matter with you?" "Only a slight attack of vertigo ^rom stooping," I explained, recovering my composure. After finishing the job I proposed to Kate that we take a walk down the lane, as it would doubtless revive me. Taking out my memorandum to record an incident or two that I had omitted, I discovered that I had lost my pencil. "How provoking!" I exclaimed. "I want to make a little memorandum, but have lost my pencil. Will you please lend me yours, my dear?" I had got to using sweet itles when Bpeaking to Kate in private. Giving me a tiny gold pencil, she said: "I don't know whether this wili answer your purpose or not; it in blue! I fairly reeled with astonishment. Here was another coincidence. To conceal my agitation I proposed that we rest by seat ing ourselves on a log. Then after toying with her gold bracelets a few minutes I said: "Kate. 1 have a pair of bracelets in my pocket for you, and I guess you had better try them on." So saying, I had handcuffs on her pretty wrists in a twinkling. • Instantly her pretty features took ©n one of the most diaboiical expressions that ever I saw on the face of a woman. She raved and swore like a drunken sailor. And I? What did I think? My angel had become a devil. She tried to shoot me, but I was too quick for her. Finally she calmed down, admitted the whole affair, and said she had the entire $50,000 concealed, and that if would marry her as I had prpmised, wc would live happily on the proceeds of her crimes. But#I. was inexorable, and into prison she went. She told me that she had studied mesmerism in France, and was one of the best operators in the countrv. She had traveled and lectured, and, although she could not mesmerize more than one man in ten, she could tell at a glance who were aud who were not susceptible to hypnotism or mesmerism. She found tbree bank cashiers in six week's travel whom she could control. She was a brazen idventuress, nnd was sent to the peniten tiary for twenty years, but succeeded in mesmerizing some of her keepers, and by tbul means effected her escape. She iB still in France, and has fallen very low. Well, the shock didn't kill me, but I am bachelor yet. I made $10,000 of the job, and am at work on out other cases $10,000. that will doubtless pay **>« Cotton. Cotton is not a fiber, but a plant hair. It holds to be spun into a thread be cause of peculiar twists in each hair, shown under the microscope, especially in polarized light. Linen thread may l*e spun because the flax fibers have certain roughnesses on tlieir surfaces, which enable them to cling together. Hence it is impossible to make as fine linen as cotton cloth, btlt it is much stronger. SALTS of copper--usually regarded as very poisonous--have been adminis tered by a 1 reneh chemist to dogs and rabbits ' Without serious effects, either from large doses or from a long-cdn- tiuued regular use of the substances. Oft OF JOilXyY APPLESEEP, An Odd Pioneer Who Went About Plant* ins Orchards fn tlie Wilderness. One of the most striking and in fact interesting pioneer characters of 1800 was Jonathan Chapman, a man who, owing to his odd occupation, was gen erally known as "Johnny Appleseed." He made his first appearance in West ern Pennsylvania, coming from Boston, Mass., says a Columbus correspondent of the Cleveland Plain. Dealer. Ho possessed a strong passion for raising and cultivating apple trees from the seed, claiming that that was the only proper way to plant an orchard. In the spring of 1801 Chapman made his way to Ohio, at which time he appeared on the borders of Licking Creek (in what is now known as Licking County), with a horseload of appleseeds, which ho planted in various places on and about the banks of that stream. There is no authentic account of his movements during the fivo succeeding years, although lie was undoubtedly following the same strange vocation. Early in the spring of 1806 a pioneer settler of Jefferson County noticed a peculiar craft with a curious cargo and a remarkable occupant moving the Ohio River with the current. It was "Johnny Appleseed" by (which name Chapman was known from 1800 until the tiiue of his death, which oc" curred in 1847, in every log cabin front the Ohio River to the great lakes on the north, and as far west as the present Eastern boundary of Indiana) with two canoes lashed together, transporting a load of seeds to the then Western frontiers for the purpose of planting them on the remotest verge of white settlements. In following his favorite pursuit he always kept oil the outskirts of the settlements, cleaning spots in the loamy lands on the banks of streams, where he would plant his seeds, place a slight inclosure around the ground, and then leave the place until the trees had become siifficiently large to be transplanted. Settlers be gan to tiock in and open clearings. To those who wanted an orchard on their place "Jolmny" would furnish young trees. He had lio idea of making any money out of his occupation, generally giving the trees away or selling them for a trifle, such as an old coat, or *ny article of which he could make use. In this way he proceeded for years until the country w-as in a measure settled and supplied with, apple trees. Chapman's personal appearance was as striking as his character. He was a small man, quick and restless in his motions; his eyes Vere black and sparkled with a peculiar brightness, •vfhile his hail' and beard were long and dark. He never shaved, and lived the roughest life, often sleeping in the woods in preference to accepting the hospitality of a settler. His clothing was old and ragged, being generally given him in exchange for apple trees. He invariably went barefooted, and fre quently traveled miles through the snow in that way. Only once was he ever known to wear foot covering of any kind. A settler who happened to own a pair of shoes that were too small for his own use forced them upon "Johnny," who reluctantly put them on. The next day "Johnny" overtook a poor barefooted family moving west ward, and as they appeared to be in greater need of footwear than he was he .gave them the shoes. Chapman was peculiar and eccentric in the extreme, as the few anecdotes which I give below will illustrate: On one cool autumnal night, while lying by his camp-fire in the woods, he observed that the mosquitoes flew in the blaze and were burned. "Johnny," who wore on his head °a tin utensif, which an swered both as a cap and a mush-pot, filled it with water and quenched the fire, and then remarked: "God.forbid that I should build a fire for my com fort that should be the means of de- stoying any of His creatures." Another time he made his camp-fire at the end of a hollow log, in which he intended to pass the night, but finding it occupied by a bear and her cubs, he removed his fire to the other end and slept on the snow in the open air rather than dis turb the bear. He was one morning on the prairie and was bitten by a rattle snake. Some time after a friend in quired about the matter. "Johnny" drew a long sigh and replied: "Poor fellow! he only just touched me, when I, in an ungodly passion, put the heel of my scythe on him and went home. Some time after I went there for my scythe, and there lay the poor fellow dead." An itinerant preacher was hold ing forth on the public square in - the present city of Mansfield, and during the course of his remarks exclaimed: "Where is the barefooted Christian traveling to Heaven?" "Johnny," who was lying on his back on some timber, taking the question in its literal sense, raised his bare feet in the air and vociferated: "Here he is!" Life Among the-Ncz Perces. The Indians of this coast have nearly all discarded their peculiar costume, and wear old and new civilized dress in a decidedly Indian fashion; Among the Nez Perces is seldom seen an en tire Indian costume. Some times, however, one is forcibly re minded of the parody: Lo! the poor Indian, wbo»e-untutored mind. Wears all his clothes in front and none behind. These Indians live in tents made of poles, and covered with cloth or buffalo robes. The tents are left open at tho top, and, as the fire is built in the cen ter, the smoke naturally goes out ; at the top. At night each individual wraps his blanket around him and lies down on the bare ground without any- covering. The bucks are fond of gam bling and understand the value of a bob-tailed flush. They know how to play a lone hand, too, and if ever there is a scrapping match over the pot, there is a good Indian for breakfast, already carved. A bird's-eye view of their encamp ment reveals some curious phases. In the largest tent every night witnesses a high jinks which is made hideous by the discordant notes of several tom toms, a peculiar flute with a hoarse whistle, accompanied by the women who crone through their closed teeth. The dances and athletic exercises are the same as the pow-wow and sun. dances of the Sioux. Not the least interesting and picturesque are tlie children and dogs, which abound in great numbers. The little infant is firmly tied to a board with a strap, which the mother puts across her fore head when walking about. A little buckskin string tacked on one corner with a knot lor each month tells how old the little fellow is, and the presence of beads and a strip of oilcloth for sanitary purposes reveal the sex. It is amusing to watch the older children play house with rag dolls and dogs substituted for horses. In their child ish way they mimic the life of their elders, and they are as quaint and ugly as they are mirthless. The dofcjs contribute their share to th® general fu^wodpltiently submS^^^^HMden ana made to carry all s^^^^^Hndles. The children , have ion about raiding one HHjHw play houses, and many laugliableT|®gs oc cur during the "melee wli^|fl|llows. The children receive but wlflP atten tion from their parents andWg covered with vermin. They are all bo\fr*-legged localise they are not taken from the board until they can walk, and a great portion of that time their hands and feet are pinioned. They are remark ably quiet, seldom if ever crying. Less than half of them reach maturity.-- San Francisco Examiner. The Printer and llis Hens. | We have a printer in this has gone into the chicken business for all it is worth. We will call him "Slug Two." "Slug Two" was led to this step by the awful price of eggs. He ordered a dozen hens from a country dealer, figuring that each hen would lay an egg a day. This would be seven dozen a week, which, at the present market price, would be $1.75. As their keep ing would cost but 25 cents a week, it would require little figuring to show that "Slug Two" would be the gainer down i of $1.50 each week that lie kept these liens. The chickens were promptly de livered. The first day lie did not ex- 2>ect the hens to do anything, as it would take them one day to get tised to their new quarters. But the second day he put on a "sub" and stayed at home to gather eggs. Early in the morning the chickens commenced crow ing. He straightway repaired to the house. "My dear," said lie to his wife, "do hens crow?" "Why, certainly," she said, biit when they do it is a sign of bail luck." He watched all day, but there was no increase in the egg output. The second day resulted the same, when he con sulted a German lady. "Hens won't lay in the winter season unless they are kept in a warm place," said the oracle. Then he brought in a couple of the chickens and put them in the baking oven. Their sufferings were very soon over. "I believe there is something in the saying that a crowing hen brings bad luck," muttered "Slug Two." Then ho was advised to buy them some grain and feed them oats; to feed them meat, and he bought porter-house steak and chopped it up for them. But not a single egg could be got. Worn out. disgusted and about $5 out of pocket, he was about to kill the hens and get the eggs, which he had no doubt they were carrying around through pure perversity, when his wife advised him to sell them. He brought around an intending purchaser, who no sooner looked at them than he commenced laughing. "What'sthe matter?" asked "Slug Two." "Have I got them too fat?" "Mein Gott, no," roaredliiamieighbor, "but dem hens are all boosters," It was too true. "Slug Two" had been lavishing all his time, labor and a good deal of meat on male specimens of the feathered tribe. He says the next time he goes into the poultry business he'll buy a hog.-- Peoria Transcript. The Desperado. The desperado is a fatalist. He scorns the world, shoots the flesh, and openly associates with the devil. An example has no influence on a desper ado. All his companions may die with their boots on, but he knows that he will not. What astonishirig chances he takes; how he scornfully tweaks the hose of danger. A man places a pistol to his breast, he says; "I am going to kill you." The pistol snaps, and*the desperado* laughingly kills the man. Thus favored by that peculiar fortune which seems to admire fearless men, the desperado does not believe that any one can kill him. His narrow escapes, instead of causing him to be more discreet, encourages greater reck lessness. At last, when he least ex pects it, lie meets a quiet unassuming man, and is killed. Some one else promptly takes his place, grasping for the distinction of being known as the "toughest citizen since Bill So-and-So was killed." There are but few desperate men in Arkansaw. In this state the criminal law is enforced with an exactness which disgusts and discourages these aspiring gentlemen. Occasionally, in the quiet shades of the remote township, one fires his revolver and dances to the deep, bass notes of a dying groan, but shortly afterwards he says: "Good people, we meet to-day for the last time on earth, but I hope that we'll meet in heaven. I know that the Lord has forgiven me. I ain't got nofliin' against nobody. The sheriff has been mighty kind to me, and I hope to meet him in 'that bright and cheerful home above the stars. Good-bye." The sight of a rope has a softening influence upon tho desperado. Then he begins to forgive people. Oh, how generous he is. And meek! Why a henpecked husband lugging a fat boy under an August sun is not so meek as he. The implorations of despair, the tears of a woman nor the shrieks of a child have any effect upon the desper ado, but he is strangely affected by the sight of a noose.--Arkansaw Traveler. A Couch on Which Christ Lay. A stone has been foundrin the ruins of a Christian Church ? \at Elatea, Greece, by a member of the Ecole Fran- raise, of Athens, on which is a Greek inscription setting forth that it came from "Cana, in Galilee, where our Lord Jesus Christ turned the water into wine." Another partially preserved inscription shows the name Antoninus. The itinerary of Antoninus, ofPiacenza, who visited Galilee in the sixth cen tury, mentions the couch on which Jesus lay during the marriage at Cana, and says that he rested on it himself, and wrote his "unworthy" name and that of his parents upon it. The stone appears to be the very accubitus on which Antoninus inscribed his name, the theory being that the stone couch was first removed to Ryzantiuni for safety during some invasion, and thence was brought to Elatea by one of the Latin princes who ruled in Greece. Observations of Tree Life. The Department of Agriculture, in its Forestry Division, has prepared a schedule for observations of tree life; and accompanying it, of weather condi tions, for the purpose of aiding an inter est in forestry work; and to arrive at certain results explained on the schedules. It is desirable, that these observations should be noted by a very large num ber of persons; and everybody inter ested will be welcome to apply for the blanks, to the department. As tlie sea son is rather advanced, not all the points required may be taken this year, but even a partial report will be acceptable. A COLORED woman edits an influential paper published in Petersburg. Ya. ' i <> : i TwedUes nil W«m NeverBnilt. In coming from Washington City to Richmond the traveler passes the sites of two proposed cities whose projectors were once .sanguine that they would grow and attain a national importance in population and trade, but which afcubbonly refused to thrive in spite of all that was done to push them forward, and whose existence as cities is confined to paper alone. The first of them is Jackson City, on the Virginia side of the Potomac, just opposite to Washington. The idea of building this city as a rival of the national capital was conceived b'y some of "Old Hickory's" admirers during his presidential term, and such faith did they have in the name that they did not think failure was possible if they called it Jackson City. Accordingly, they bought of Mr. George Mason, for $100.- 000, a large part of which was paid in bonds Of the company, a tract of land and laid it off in lots, streets and ave nues on a magnificent scale. Then, to give eclate to tho scheme, they determined upon a public demonstra tion on the occasion of the laying of the corner-stOne of the new city. Accordingly, on the day appointed, a, large crowd assembled on the spot, among which was President Jackson and members of his cabinet and many other distinguished persons, and after an oration had been delivered bv George Washington Parke Custis, the adopted son of George Washing ton,-the .corner-stone of Jackson City was laid * with imposing ceremonies. But, strange to say. that was about all that was ever laid, notwithstanding the magnificent send-off with which it had been inaugurated. The traveler who passes the site to-day, and sees only one or two dilapidated frame houses to mark the spot would never imagine that it had been the scene of such a gathering as once assembled there, or that such high hopes and sanguine ex pectations were once indulged in con cerning its future. The other dead city is Quantico, on the Potomac, some twenty miles north of Fredericksburg. Soon after the close of the late war, when the Rich mond, Fredericksburg, and Potomac Railroad was extended to that point, this city was laid out on an extensive, scale, and such confidence did its pro jectors have in its future that they went to work and built a large and handsome four-story hotel at a cost of many thousand dollars. They also obtained a charter conferring upon the company extensive powers, such as to build railroads, do»a banking business, engage in manufacturing pro jects, etc., but, contrary to their san guine expectations, the enterprise never thrived and the city was never built. The hotel is now unoccupied, save by a tenant to take care of the property, and some months ago one end of the building fell out, and has been closed up with wooden boards. In stead of a bustling, busy city, Quantico is a quiet country railroad station, and is not likely to be anything else. The failure of the two cities to materialize, in spite of all the "coddling" they re ceived from their projectors and found ers, if such a term is appropriate to the subject, goes to show that something else is necessary in order to build a city than the selection of the site, the lay ing off of lots and streets, and even the building of the first houses. There are hundreds of paper cities scattered all over the United States whose history is similar to that of Jackson City and Quantico.--Richmond Whig. Mozart as a Child. At 5 years of age he began compos ing without the slightest guide. He formed the pieces on the piano, played them to his father, who then wrote them down. It is strange that ho was not a child when seated at' the piano. Nobody dared to address a joke to him or talk aloud. In a letter of his father it is stated that some of his friends who saw the child so very serious, predicted that he would not live long. Although he willingly studied everything his father told him to work at, music filled his soul from early childhood to such an extent that when his toys had to be taken from one room to another he in sisted on a march being sung, to the strains of which he walked in time and in procession, with tho person who assisted him." From a letter of Court Trumpeter Andreas Schachtner to Mozart's sister, I take the following details. I may first be allowed to say that a trumpeter then was not what he may be now, and that this Mr. Schacht ner was a man not only of musical but literary culture, who often lent a help ing hand with Mozart's libretti. He writes: "Once I came home from church with your father and we found Wolferl fully engaged with his his pen." Wolferl--the diminutive of Wolfgang--means in German, just the same as in English, a small wolf. "The child had a paper before him and would not let us see w hat he wrote because it was not ready. It was full of ink spots because he pushed his quill every time to.the bottom of the inkstand. His father at last took it away from him and found it was the manuscript of a con certo for piano, and on his remark that it was too difficult, the little boy jumped up and said, 'It is a concerto. Let those who want to play it study hard,' and he sat down to the instrument and played it."- Evidences of his miracu lous capacities was given in his 7th year. A trio was played, and he begged to be allowed to play the second fiddle. His father, knowing that tho boy had never had regular instruction, would not hear of it. The boy insisted. So the father ordered him out of the room. He then resorted to the infallible means, with which children and women govern their so-called masters, the men--he began to cry. Of course one of the friencls present begged that the child might be allowed to have his will, and, to the utter amazement of all present, he sat down and played with out a fault, first the second, then the first fiddle, until it was the father's turn to shed tears of surprise and ad miration. Temple Bar. New Name for a Caterpillar. "Oh, mamma!" cric-d Ava, running into tho house one day, all out of breath, "I've found something!" "What?" asked mamma. "I don't know," Ava answered. "I-- I guess it's a wool-shade, mamma. Come out and see it." Mamma, gping out to see, found a caterpillar. "What made you think 'twas a wool- shade," she asked Ava. "Why." said Ava, "because there's wool on it, and so it's wool, and it's kind of a red shade, and so it's a wool-shade. What makes you call it a caterpillar, mamma ? "-- Youth's Companion. HE that looks upon the business and the bustle of life with the philosophy with which Socrates surveyed the fair at Athens, will turn awav at last with his exclamation, "How maiiy things are here I do not want l" • Tramp. jpaper said: "Ti^norning train struck an un known tramp near the creek, killing him instantly. Tho man had on a striped shirt, faded trousers, heavy boots, blue overalls, brown blouse, and 4 a gray vest. In his hand he carried a red handkerchief, in which was some bread and a bunch of grapes.* In his pocket was a letter addressed, 'Dear Father/ and signed, 'Your Son,' but with neither name or address." Only a tramp. Out in the wido world alone. All liis earthly possessions tied tip in a handkerchief. Who was he ? No one knows. But perhaps his heart was warm--a kind, manly heart that peat within his ragged vest. How those harsh words must pierce the heart of the poor old mother, if she'reads them. Doubtless when he was a tiny babe, with his chubby little legs, and his dimpled toes, and his small laughing mouth, and all the physical charms of babyhood, no one would have looked into future and said': "He isn't worth raising, he'll be'only a tramp.'" No, not one. And the pround young mother as she gazed on her darling baby boy, would she think for a moment that when he grew up into a great strong man that he would be "only a tramp.!" Surely not. "In liis pocket was a letter." "Dear Father," it began. What a wealth of love in those two simple words, "Dear Father!" Ah, but he loved the old father, the dear father. With his lot in life but that of a wanderer upon the face of the earth, he remembered the "dear father." How, perhaps, he pic? •tured home in his mind. How lie saw his mother and father seated at the table in the cottage, where he left tliem years before^ Howf the poor fellow looked out into the darkness, over miles and miles of green, fertile fields, and saw in the far-away home one man in all the world whom he could call frieni His father, nay, more, his "Dear Father." Oh, if the poor tramp's heart could but express the love and reverence concealed in those words. And tlio letter was signed "Your Son." I think I can read the meaning of those words. They spoke to the dear father as a child of 'God crying aloud to the Heavenly Parent. "Your ] Son!" Yes, your son, not ashamed to lift up his face and proclaim to the world that, notwithstanding his rags and tatters, he was "your son." Ah, but there are other fathers who look out over the wide world in the twilight of peace and happiness. They have, perhaps, a son somewhere in an un known part of the world. "Your son." Yes, "dear father," per haps even now he is hungry and thirsty. Nay, more; even now "Your Son" may l>e lying still in death, with the words "Dear Father" clinging to his closed lips. May be "your son" is "only a tramp." God knows. Call back your way ward boy, "Dear Father." Your sen has a manly heart. He loves his father, you love your son. May the sweet love of Heaven hold you closer. "Dear Father," "Your Son" is "only a tramp," but you love your darling boy, and lie loves your gray hair and wrin kled brow. "Dear Father," keep "Your Son" by your side, cling to him; and son, stay by your father. Leave the wide world to itself. There is enough vice and misery there. Even if you are "only a tramp," remain at home --home, the garden spot of your life time. Stay by your "Dear Father," and bring sunshine and gladness to his declining years. Your life will be the better for it. Your bread and cheese will taste all the sweeter. Your heart will be softer, your hands cleaner, your soul purer. You are "only a tramp," but God bless you.--Detroit Free Press. A Western Story from England. It is possible that our own bartend ers, who are generally young ladies, take a mental note of the peculiarities of their customers. We doubt, how ever, whether they go so far in that di rection as the liquor-servers of the States, of whom remarkable stories are told. An old sheet of brown wrapping-paper, on which a certain bartender had kept his memoranda, has come to light. A few of the entries were as follows: Little cross-eyed man, sometimes gets hot, but takes a stand-off peaceably. Jim--, checked shirt, two guns. Owes $11. Paid $3. Can't be pressed. Long-legged galoot from the Gunni son. Always wants to fight, Licked him 1111111111 times, and got money every time. Henry Barber--Promises, but never comes down unless jumped on. Give him drinks when he asks h^rd. Tuttle Family--Wont stand refusal, and never asks second time. Pay once in a while. Old Man Beebe--Killed three bar keepers and crippled one. Tin-Cup Tom--Big bluffer. Sam Coon--Shot in the neck Jbj a Denver bartender, and can't get over it. Better let liiin alone. The Lumleys--Always take what they want and smash things, but always pay. Jim--Likes to jump on bartenders. Never hurts. Bill Bledder--Throw guns on bar and calls for big drinks. Liok him every time he tries it. Hank Smith--Needs killing. Better watch. The man was very sympathetic, and he had more than 300 of his customers down in this way. He knew tho whole paper by heart, and knew exactly what to do when a customer came in.--Pall Mall Gazette. Shook Hands and Were Sworn Brothers. Up in the limestone region of .Ten nessee, Ike Johnson accused Mose Smith with having stolen his boots. Mose denied having appropriated the boots. One word brought on another, until, having exhausted their stock of r pithets, war was declared. After hav ing fought for fifteen or twenty minutes, the gentleman, upon whose farm the negroes lived, came upon the scene of action, and stopped the conflict. "Ike, what is the matter with you and Mose?" he inquired. "Mose stole my boots, sir." "I 'clar, Marse John, I never tuk Ike's boots, 'cos I jined de church Sun- dav befo' las',' en I dun mos quit steal ing, sir." * "How cum you never tell me you had jined de church?" said Ike. "Ef I liader knowed dat I wouldenter 'cused you uv tekingde boots. I doon' wanter bring no Cluistun's name in repute. Lea shake lians en be frens." So shak ing . hands the two went off singing,-- "Whose gwino ter hoi# do hosses When de Bridegroom comes?* --Detroit Free Press. THERE is nearly as much ability req uisite'to know how to make use of good advice, as to know how to act for one's self. •• USE what talent you possess. The woods would be very silent if no birds sang there but those which sing best. prra and patsy. , • ^ who has a scolding wifo by raU.°ing tlirougl1 the i^aey oi Uf« IT must be water on the brain whioh gives the dude his high-drftwlic manner of speech. PAWNBROKERS and drunkards are always taking pledges--the former sometimes keep them. T . FORTY rods make one rood, but one rod will often make one civil, especially in the case of the small boy. / THE one half of the world that doesn t know how the other half lives, is not the inquisitive half.-- Boston Courier. SOME one wants to kaow where the ideaofrowing originated. Why, .from the fishes, of course. Haven't you seen a shad roe? ' ; •'* THE telescope of the Great Lick ob servatory draws the moon so close that you can read the advertisements on the board fences.-- Arkansaw Traveler. MINISTER--My good friend, why don t you reform and abandon vour bad habits? Seedy Gent--Well, "par- son, ain't my habits abandoned enough already ? LITTLE Tony, aged 8, asks his little playmate: "How old are you now, Lu cille?" "I'm 6, Tony." "Oho! 6 years, indeed! Are you quite sure ? You women are always making -vonr- splvps out to be younger than joutare." ' HOMELY ADVICE. ~ ^ Mj®, show yourself of noble soulv •.white here you are a dweller, .»,• jr,,"- Don't let your wife bring up the oMl And hirdling from the cellar. ^ But do that work yourself-- rofleofc , . You (rworo to lovo her ever. Be good to her and her respect •* And love will leave you never. --Boston Courier. "I UNDERSTAND you have Mr. Hard- pan for a tenant?" "The Lord has so willed it, yes sir!" "How does he pay his rent? Monthly?" "No, sir! quar terly and annually." "How can that be?" "Why, he gives me a 'quarter' on account about once a year."-- Y&n- kers Gazette. SOLICITOUS Hostess--I hope the cats last night did not disturb you. They made such a noise I could not sleep; but I hope they did not annoy you. Affable Visitor--Oh, no indeed, quite the reverse, I assure you. I have a daughter who is learning to play the piano.--Lynn Union. "Oh, thank you !'r exclaimed Popin- joy, effusively. "I'm eternally obliged to you for your kindness. I'll remem ber you in my prayers." "That's all right," said his benefactor to a by stander. "but I'm afraid it won't do me much good. He'll forget all about it before then."--Somerville Journal. "THERE is a sad state of affairs in Russia," observed Mr^Snaggs. "There lias been an increase of 300 per cent, in the number of suicides in the last ten years." "What is the cause?" asked Mrs. Snaggs. "It is attributed largely to pessimism." "That dreadful drink. I wonder the people don't sign the pledge."--Pittsburgh Chronicle. THE BORE. He wa& positive and emphatic, and could talk a man rheumatic, for his thoughts were quite insufferably unique; He would spout forth like a geyser or a circus advertiser with his vast uutraveled soli tudes of cheek. He would yank into the sanctum, where so many cranks had yanked 'em, and . pro pound his wealth of proud preposterous lore, While the editor and devil lost their perpendic ular bevel and rolled in writhing torment on the floor t He would go and bore his grocer who couldn't answer, "ves" nor "no, sir," for he gave no time for parley or reply ; And sinner, saint, and deacon, when he came at once would weaken, and extend their folded white wings and sail away to die. --fiVnn Union. ONE advantage we have in a prairie country is that it rather shuts off the picnic. We have what we call picnics, sort of rudimentary affairs with no thunder-storm in the afternoon, but the genuine Eastern picnic with • the young man hanging in the tallest tree by the coat-tail while attempting to put up a swing is unknown. At our picnics there are, of course, the same -facilities for sitting down and making yourself at home in the custard pie, but our trees are so low that the long, green worm does not get up sufficient momen tum when falling down the back of your neck to make it interesting. We hardly think that these advantages in picnics are given the prominence they merit in our immigration pamphlets.--Estel- line Bell. The Bayaderes--The Egg Dance at Baroda. Nautches, or dances of bayaderes, says a writer in London Queen, are one of the favorite entertainments of the rich in India and the indispensable accompaniment of every religious cere mony or festival. Sometimes, on great occassions, the head of the house mvit««.*' Europeans of his acquaintance to w** ... ness the performance of these girjtv, . which, with their pale complexions andl large black eyes, look lovely in thflir rich costumes, covered with diamonds. However, one must not look in these entertainments for a dance in the gen eral acceptation of the wopd; posturing, attitudes, and songs constitute the official nautch of the Hindoos. On those occasions the demeanor of the bayaderes is quite correct, and their costume is more modest than that of women in general. At the Guicowar's court at Baroda the bayaderes have per fect liberty to go wherever they please. They enter the King's apartments, sea* themselves on the floor, and conver boldly with persons af the very highe; % r rank. This singular privilege accordeo to the nauteliis is of some service, their presence making up, in some slight de gree, for the absence of the ladies shut up in their zenana. A dance infinitely more graceful and interesting than that executed by the Nautch girls is the egg dance. The dancing-girl, dressed in the ordinary costume of the women of the people--a l)odice and very short sarri--carried on her head a wicker wheel, placed per fectly horizontal, Round this wheel threads are attached at equal distances,; which are provided at their extrelin ties with a slip-knot k$pt oj>eii means of a glass bead. Tlio dancing-gu- advances toward the spectators, hohlir >.^ a basket filled with eggs, and, to tji measure of a monotonous and j> r?, strain of music, begins turning hersefs round with great rapidity. Then, seiz ing an egg, she inserts it one of thJf slip-knots. By means of centrifugal^*' action, the thread holding the egg is¥: tightened and placed in a straight liniffi with the corresponding spoke of t3).i#. wheel. One after the other the eggs |f are thrown into the slip-knots, ami $ form a horizontal aureola around Ifce •*! head of the dancing girl. At this point# the dance becomes more and mote rapid, and the least false step, thef^ slightest stoppage, would smash the eggs one against another. The eggs ** are then withdrawn one. by one ia the same manner in which they" hare fixed, and this second oj>erat.ioii {g the most difficult oi tiw • rs,, , ;