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• • " .; • WWW *0 THK CAPITAL. &f*y ' -v ?-fy pp» whtom illlitfCapM *>W»iMagton,B. a. ~~ H,ifto<<f.i and'^MMB o&thepen- I oae-legged chaps, Ilk* me, 'ft •• ••• jua~T-.nrr.wft Wl* j>0«|̂ l.ii»-.»ttr putts in pairs at all--and yit rfcroud w«are; , from our deestartok, JWf turned In kwdmtt *#"*, 'T ' ' him while I trill Shore; and loager Jd : , , „ kep' a-wtatlia' Jea" to kini ° K®1 MoUMer w»h (taken* •»* day. Toa we, I'd got the idy--and I guess most folk* „ * -• agrees--- , f *U men as rich as him, you know, kin do Jet what they please; .. . A a>an worth »taok» o' money, and * Congress­ man at all, „ . _ And llvin* in a bulldin' bigger an Masonic HalL How mind, I'm not a-faultin' Fluke he made hi* money square, , . . We both were' Forty-niners, and both ousted. gitin' tliero; .. , . t wakened and ouwindl eased, and he stuck and staid and made , •lamillions; don't know what Xm worth until my pension's paid. Bat I was goin' to tell yon--or a rather goto' to trv fbtell Von how he's Hvln' now; gu twarnln* mighty nigh . , „ Id «ver' room aboat the Ijosie; ana Ml the night, about, - Some blame reception goin' on, and money goto out. Hujy's people there from all the world--jes' ever' kind 'at lives, , tnjinis and nil 1 and Senators, and Representa­ tives ; ! . AxAigirls. yon know, jes* dressed to ganxa and roses, I declare, And eveu old men shamblin' round and waltxin' with e'j» there 1 Aatfcands »-tootto' oinni ttuaee, "way in some other room Jea* chokin' fnll o' hot-house plants and pinies and perfume; And fountains pqnirtin' stiddy all the time; and statues, made Oat o' puors marble, 'pearedlike.sneaktn' round there it the shade. JtadHnke he coaxed and begged aM plead with me to take a hand A&d sashay in amongst 'em--crutoh and all, yon understand; Bvfc when I said how tired I was, and made fer open air, Be foUered, and td 5 o'olock we sat artalkin' there. 'Iljr God," says he, Fluke says to me, "I'm tireder *n you; Don't put up yer tobacker tel you gire a man a chew. Bat back a leetle fnrder in the ahaUer; that'll t&wisr la fsa, old nafc«! I'm tireflsr than • "• yon! «TM see that air old dome," says he, 'humped up aglnst the sky; It's grand, first time you see it, but Ifeekongw by by, T ted then it sUys Jea thataway--jes anchored high and dry Betalxt the sky op yendar and ths achin' of T«r eye. -*%ht's party; not so party, though, as what it used to be Whan my first wife was lirin". Ton remember her ?" says he. xaaftded like, and Fake went en, "I wonder now ef afie when I am--and what I am--and what lusttobe? : band in there^--1 wst to think 'at music ' ctraidn' wear ildier oat the way tt (fees; but that ain't mu­ sic there-- Safa i«s a* Motim, and like eresr'thing, I rwear, Xhsar, er see, sr tetch, er taste, er tackle any- -ttlsalljes artificial, this 'ere high-priced life of our a. Ska theory, it'a sweet enough tel it sapedown and sours. Uay's no home left, nor Met o' hoane about it. By the pc-cra. The whole thing's artifteialer'n artificial flowers. "And all I want, and could lay down and sob fer, is to know The homely things of homely lite; fer instance, jes to go And Bet down by the kitchen stove--Lord! that "U'D re*t me BO-- . _<ieeset there, like I vat td do, and laugh and joke, you know. mJtS set there, lite I ust to 2c,* said flake, a startin' in "Peered like, to say the whole thing orer to his- se'f ag'in; , Then stopped and turned, and kind o' coughed, and stooi>ed and tumbled fer fluuiepin er nother in the grass--I guess his handkercher. Well. sen ne I'm back from Washington, where I . left Fluke a^atill A-wggin fer me, heart and soul, oat that-air pen­ sion bill, fro half-way struck the notion, whan I think o' wealth and sich, TChey's no thin' much patheticker 'an jes a-bein' • • rich: CAPTAIN TRAYLOR. IThe Story of a Coward's Death. PX AMBBOSK BIEBCE. . ; I shall break % ' £ "I shall break down! I(vn!" ' These •words kept repeating them­ selves in the mind of Captain Traylor as he stood at the head of his company. The regiment was not engaged. It formed a part of the front line of battle, which stretched away to the right with •visible length of nearly twb miles through the open ground.' Both flanks were veiled by woods. A hundred yards in rear was a second line; behind this the reserve brigades and divisions in column. Batteries of artillery occu­ pied the spaces between the crowned and low hills. Groups of horsemen-- fti&erals and their staffs and esoorts, and field officers of regimeuts behind Hie colors--broke the regularity of the lines and columns. Numbers of these figures of interest had field-glasses at their eyes and sat as motionless as statues, stolidly scanning the oountry in front;, others came and went at a slow gallop, bearing orders. "There were squads of stretcher-bearers, ambulances, wagon trains with amuni- tioii. and officers' servants in rear of all. Of all that was visible, for still back of ttese, along the roads, extended for many miles all that vast multitude of non-combatants who with their various impediments are assigned to the inglor- tous but important duty of supplying *he fighters' many needs. From his position at the right of his i*#mpany in the *ront rank, Captain Traylor had an unobstructed outlook toward the enemy. A half mile of open •ttd nearly level ground lay before him, < beyond it an irregular wood, cover- Altg a slight acclivity; not a human be- anywhere visible. He could im- ^gme nothing more peaceful than the Appearance of that pleasant landscape . .With its long stretches of brown fields, Over which the atmosphere was begin­ ning to quiver in the heat of the morn- ) ing sun. Not a sound came from the forest or field-*--not even the barking of * dog or the crowing of a cock at the Jhalf-seen .plantation house on the crest V: : among the trees. Yet every man in " those miles of men knew that he and r death were face to face. ^ Capt. Traylor had never in his life ^ uruieii «neifiy, ffid the war in j , i; Which his regiment was one of the first 1 "' i Jbo take the field was two years old. He had the rare advantage of a mili- ,itury education, and when his comrades | | %.|nd marched to the front he had been I -Iftetached for administrative service at 1*,^ the capital of his State, where it was thought he could be more useful. Like itl • * bad soldier he protested, and like a one obeyed. In close official and s/ f * personal relations with the Governor of • ^ \ his State, and enjoying his confidence . ̂ And favor, he had firmly refused pro- .,,i-«V'jnotioa and keen his juniors elevated ! over him. Death had been busy in his distant regiment; vacancies among the field officers had occurred again and again; but from a chivalrous feeling that war's rewards belonged of tight to those who bore the storm and stress of battle he had held his humble rank and generously advanced the fortunes of others. His silent devotion of principle h^d conquered at last; he had been re­ lieved of his hateful duties and ordered to the front; and now, untried by fire, stood in the van of battle in command of a company of hardy veterans to whom he had been but a name, and that name a by-word. By none--not even by those of his brother officers in whose favor he had forgone his rights--was his posi­ tion understood. They were too busy to be just; he was looked upon as one who had shirked his duty until forced unwillingly into the field. Too proud to explain, yet not too insensible to feel, he could only endure and hop& Of all the Federal army on that summer morning none had aooepted battle more joyously than he. His spirit was bouyant, his faculties were riotous. He was in a state of mental exaltation, and scarcely could endure the enemy's tardiness in advancing to the attack. To him this was opportunity--for the result he cared nothing. Victory or de­ feat, as God might will; in one or in the other he should prove himself a soldier and a hero; he should vindicate his right to the respect of his men and the companionship of his brother offi­ cers--to the consideration of his su­ periors. How his heart leaped in his breast as the bugle sounded the stirring notes of the "assembly!" With what a light tread, scarcely conscious of the earth beneath his feet, he strode for­ ward at the head of his company, and how exultingly noted the tactical dis­ positions which placed his regiment in the front line! And if perchance some memory came to him of a pair of dark blue eyes that might take on a tenderer light as they shotld read the account of the day's doings, who shall blame him for the unmartial thought or count it a debasement of his soldierly ardor ? Suddenly, from the forest a half mile in front--apparently from among the upper branches of the trees, but really from the ridge boyond--rose a tall column of white smoke. A mo­ ment later came the sharp shock of an explosion, followed--almost attended-- by a hideous rushing sound that seemed to spring forward across the intervening space with inconceivable rapidity, rising from whisper to roar with too quick a gradation for the ear to discern the suc­ cessive stages of its horrible progres­ sion ! A visible tremor ran along the lines of men; all were startled into mo­ tion. Capt Traylor and threw up his hands to one .ppk of' his head, palms outward. As 1* did stf he heard a keei\ringing report, and saw on a hillside^behind the line a fierce roll of smoke defiled with diist--the shell's ex­ plosion. It had passed;'* hundred yards to his left I He he^rd, or fancied he heard, a low mocking laugh, and turning in the direction wnenpe it came, saw the eyes of' his First Lieutenant fixed upon him with an unmistakable look of amusement. He looked along the line of faces in the front ranks. The men were laughing. At him? The thought restored the color to his blood­ less face--restored too much of it. His cheeks burned with a fever of shame. The enemy's shot was not answered; the General in command of that exposed part of the line had no desire to pro­ voke a cannonade. For the forbearance Capt. Traylor was conscious of a sense of gratitude. He'had not known that the flight of a projectile was a phenom­ enon of so appalling a character. His conception of war had already under­ gone a profound change and he was conscious that his new feeling was man­ ifesting itself in visible perturbation. His blood seemed boiling in his veins; he had a choking sensation and felt that if he had a command to give it would be inaudible, or at least unintelligible. The hand in which he held his sword trembled; the other moved automatic­ ally, clutching at various parts of his clothing. He found a difficulty in standing still and fancied that his men observed it. Was it fear? He feared it was. From somewhere away to the right came, as the wind served, a low, inter­ mittent murmur like that of ocean in a storm--like that of a railway train--like that of wind among the pines--three sounds so nearly alike that the ear un­ aided by the judgment cannot distin­ guish them one from another. The eyes of the troops were turned in that direction; the mounted officers turned their field glasses that way. Mingled with the sound was an irregular throb­ bing. He thought it at first the beating of his fevered, blood in his ears; next, the distant tapping of a bass drum. "The ball is opened on the right flank," said an officer. Capt. Traylor understood; the sounds were musketry and artillery. He nodded and tried to smile. There was appar­ ently nothing infectious in the smile. Presently a light line of Iblue smoke- puffs broke out along the edge of the wood in front, succeeded by the crackle of rifles. There were keen, sharp hiss­ ings in the air, terminating abruptly with a thump near by. The man at Capt. Traylor's side dropped his mus­ ket; his knees gave way and he pitched awkwardly forward, falling upon his face. Somebody shouted: "Liedown!" and the dead man was hardly distin­ guishable from the living. It looked as if those few rifle shot3 had slain ten thousand men. Only the field officers remained standing; their concession to the emergency consisted in dismounting and sending their horses to the shelter of the hills. Capt. Traylor lay alongside his dead, from beneath whose breast flowed a lit­ tle rill of blood. It had a faint, sweet­ ish odor which Bickened him. The dead man's face was crushed into the earth and flattened. It looked yellow already and was repulsive. Nothing suggested the glory of a soldier's death nor miti­ gated the loathsomeness of the incident. He could not turn his back upon the body without facing away from his com­ pany. He fixed his eyes upon the for­ est, where all again was silent. He tried to imagine what was going on there -- the lines of troops forming to attack, the guns being pushed forward by hand to the edge of the open. He fancied he could see their black and brazen muz- gles protruding from the undergrowth, ready to deliver their storm of missiles --such missiles as the one whose shriek | had so unsettled his nerves. The dis­ tension of his eyes became painful. A mist seemed to gather before them. He could no longer see across the field, yet would not withdraw his gaze lest he see the dead man at his side. The fire of battle was not now burning very brightly in this warrior's soul. From inaction had come introspection. He sought rather to analyze his feelings than distinguish himself by courage and devotion. The result was profoundly disappointing. He expressed it to himself in four words: "I shall $ * < * < 1 1 ^ > A , >5* 't'%} He oovered his face with his hands audi groaned aloud, The hoarse murmur of battle grew more and more distinct upon the right; the murmur had indeed become ft roar, the throbbing a thunder. The sounds had worked around obliquely to the front; evidently the enemy's left was being driven back, and the propitious moment for the federal center to move against the salient angle of his line would soon arrive. The silence and mystery in front were ominous; all agreed that it boded evil to the assail­ ants. Behind the prostrate lines sounded the hoof-beats of galloping horses; the men turned to look. A dozen stall offi­ cers were riding to the various brigade and regimental commanders, who had remounted. A moment more and there was a confusion of strong voices, all ut­ tering the same words--"Attention, battalion!" The men sprang to their feet and were aligned by the company commanders. They awaited £he word "Forward"--awaited, too, with beating hearts and set teeth the gusts of lead and iron that were to smite them at their first movement in obedience to that word. The word was not given; the tempest did not break forth. The delay was hideous, maddening! It unnerved like a respite at the guillotine. Capt. Traylor stood at the head of his company, the dead man at his feet. He heard the battle on the right--the rat­ tle and crash of musketry, the ceaseless thunder of cannon, the desultory cheers of the invisible combatants. He marked the ascending clouds of smoke from the distant forests. He noticed the sinister silence of tho forest in front. These contrasting extremes affected the whole range of his sensibilities. The strain upon his nervous organization was insupportable. He grew hot and cold by turns. He panted like a dog, and then forgot to breathe until ap­ praised by vertigo. These symptons of excitement he interpreted as cowardice, and was filled with apprehensions of disgrace. "I shall break down! I shall dreak down!" Over and over the words repeated themselves with me­ chanical iteration. He thought he spoke them audibly -- believed that he screamed them so that all could hear. Suddenly he became calm. He had glanced downward at his naked sword and--God knows how--it had reminded him of an ancient Roman antidote to military dishonor. He grasped the hilt in both hands, set the point against his breast and bent his arms with all their stength. thrusting the keen blade through his body till it came out at the back; then falling heavily forward upon the dead man, he died. A week later the Major General com­ manding the left oorpa of the Federal army submitted the following' official report: "SIB:--I have the honor to report, with re­ gard to the action of the 19th inst.. that ow­ ing to the enemy's withdrawal from my front to reinforce his beaten left, my com­ mand was not seriously engaged. My loss was as follows: Killed. 1 officer; 1 man." Ericsson and the Monitor. C. S. Bushnell in the New Haven Palladium: Mr. Ericsson, soon after our acquaintance, let me take the Moni-' tor plans. He had vowed that he would never go to Washington with the plans because the Government owed him $12,000 for his engineering work in con­ structing the propeller Princeton, the first propeller ever built, but would not pay it. I took the plans to Mr. Wells, Secretary of the Navy, and also to Mr. Seward, Secretary of State. Mr. Seward gave me a note to President Lincoln, and the following day 1 called on the President. He said he did not know much about vessels, save flat- boats, but he agreed to meet me the next day with the Board of Naval, Com­ missioners. Well, at this meeting Presi- . dent Lincoln heard a great deal ot adverse criticism on the p%rt of the naval officers, but he said that the idea reminded him of the expression of the girl who, when she. put her foot in her stocking, said: "There's something in it." Then I requested the board to make a favorable report, that there might be a vessel constructed from the plans. Two were in favor and one was opposed, and I could not persuade him to consent. I was rather discouraged, and I saw but one way to secure adop­ tion of the plan, and that was to bring Ericsson before the board. I left Wash­ ington for New York that night. I saw Ericsson the next morning, and, by the way, I was admitted by a servant girl, Ann, who has been in Mr. Ericsson's service from that time until the present. I succeeded in persuading hiip to break his vow and return with me to Wash­ ington, telling him that all that I be­ lieved was in the way of the acceptance of the plan was the fact that one of the members of the board did not think that he understood the idea well enough to give it his approbation. So Mr. Erics­ son returned with me, and under the influence of the man's enthusiasm and eloquence the board became convinced of the feasibility of the project and gave it hearty approval. Thus approved the plan was carried out and the Monitor was built. Woodpeckers Signaling; Last spring while at Willewemoc Lake for about a week I was awakened regularly every morning soon after the sun rose, by a woodpecker pecking at the tin leader on the club house. This would be frequently repeated during the day and always at the same spot. Now as a comparatively new tin leader offers but slight inducements, to a hunt- gry bird I was rather puzzled to find a cause for this frequent wrapping, so re­ solved to watch closely to see if I could not discover some reason for it. I soon got the desired opportunity and found that after each tattoo he (it was invari­ ably a male bird) would cock his head to one side and listen attentively for the reply, which was to be heard very soon after. He would fly off at once in the direction from which the answer came, returning shortly to a tree about fifty feet from the leader. As it was the mating season I take this to have been a sort of challenge to the "other fellow,"* so it is pretty certain from this that the; woodpecker pecks for other reasons than a search of food. I never saw his mate join him on any of these occasions, possibly because he had not yet quite succeeded in getting one to his' liking, as it were.--For en t and Stream. Hew to Use a Cane Offensively. "The way to use your cane," s&id a noted foreigner the other day, "In no* to strike with it as if it were a club. That is of so little use that it is doubt­ ful if it would not be wrenched away from yon the first blow you tried to strike. You can make a cane the most ugly and vicious of weapons by siinply punching with it. You hold the handle in your right hand and use your left hand merely to guide the point. Then jab with it at your assailant's stomach, neck, or face, according as you want to hurt him. He cannot get the cane away from yon and cannot get within down." arm's reach of yoa." I MASK TWAIN'S OHOSf STOWT. He OlHavh Hand of Worker* Kemftfiwi Him to Tell Another. A few years ago the Band of Worsers or some other society connected with Mr. Twichell's church, gave an entertain­ ment, and Mark was requested to tell a story, says the Minneapolis Tribune. He consented, and a large audience was the result. When he mounted the plat­ form he insisted that the gas be turned down low, and the consequence was that one could hardly see one's hand before one's face. Upon the stage stood Mr. Clemens, with a strong light from a re­ flector shining full in his face, while all the rest was darkness. He presented a weird spectacle, with his hair standing up all over his head. In a deep, sepul­ chral voice he began, and %aid that he would tell the tale .of "The_ Golden Arm." This tale tells how a young girl had an artificial arm made of gold; she died and was buried, and her father finally thought he would exhume her body and take the arm, that he might sell it. According one dark, stormy night he set out on his mission. (All this while Mark's voice kept growing deeper and more sepulchral.) The father dug up the body, obtained possession of the coveted arm, and started back home. The wind was howling, the road was dark and gloomy, and the guilty parent nervous and very much frightened. Suddenly, above the mournful cry of the soughing wind came a low, dismal wail, saying, " Where's my golden arm ? Where's my golden arm? and glancing over his shoulder the terrified father saw the ghost of his daughter, her good arm gestulating wildly, pursuing him. He ran on home, and all the while came the wail of the child, crjing: "Where's my golden arm?" Up-stairs he went, this cry still ringing in his ears. He undressed -and timidly crept into bed. Out on the stairs, nearer, ever nearer, he heard the wail, and in terror listened to the patter of advancing footsteps. Suddenly the door was opened and the ghostly figure pf his daughter advanced crying: "Where's my golden arm?" The father, frightened almost to insensi­ bility, covered up his head in the blankets, and the spook placed her hand on the coverlets and cried: "Where's my golden arm ?" Just at this moment Mark gave a jump, Spread out his arms wildly, and in a voice that could have been heard in Massachusetts; shrieked, "In hock, by jingo!" The effect of this was electrical. From out the darkness of the audience room there came a series of yells and groans and exclamations of fright. Several timid women began to cry hysterically, and two, I think, fainted away. The room was -in confusion, and when the gas was turned up the worst lot of frightened people in the United States were revealed. I believe, at a meeting of the Band of Works, held a short time afterward, it was unanimously voted not to ask Mark Twain to tell any more stories. The Two Suits of Feudal Steel Armor at . . Abbotsfoi^.. The One was designed for a French knight, One of the gendarmes of the Middle Ages: He must have been a man considerably under the middle size, and the suit of armor exhibits one pecu­ liarity which will be interesting to students of the learned Dr. Meyriok. The shield, which is very rarely the companion of the suit of .artnor, is not only present in this ease; but secured wan unusual manner by nails with large screw heads, instead of being hung round the neck, as was common during "a career," the hands being thus left free, the right to manage the lance, the left to hold the horse's bridle. To complete this suit of armor a lance is placed in one hand exactly after the measure of one in Dr. Meyrick's collec­ tion. In the other hand is a drawn sword, which is darved over with writ­ ing, and contrived so as to keep a record of the days of the Catholic saints. In word, it is a calendar to direct the good knight's devotions. The other suit of armor, which is also complete in all its parts, was said when it came into my possession to have belonged to a knight that took arms upon Richmond's side at the field of Bosworth, and died, I think, of his wounds there. If one were dis­ posed to give him a name, the size of his armor might suggest that he was Sir John Cheney, the biggest man of both armies on that memorable day. I venture to think--for I feel myself glid­ ing into the prosy style of an antiquar­ ian, disposed, in sailor phrase, to spin a tough yarn--I venture to think that the calendar placed in the hand of the little French knight originally belonged to the gigantic warrior of Bosworth Field. I imagine it was withdrawn for the pur­ pose of. supplying its place with a noble specimen of the sword of the Swiss mountaineers--a sword nearly si$ feet in length, and wielded with both hands. This we must consider as the gladius militis levis armaturce, or the sword of the light-armed soldier. It was with such weapons that men in old times fought at barriers, or passes in the nat­ ural straits of a mountainous country, or upon the beach of a defended castle, ^hey are found mentioned in the wars of Switzerland and in the fettds of the Scottish clans. The Scottish poet Bar­ bour gives a most interesting account of the successful defence made by his hero ' against the vassals ' of John of Lome, three of i^hom, armed with these dreftdful weapons, attacked the mon­ arch at once after the rout Of Darly, and were all slain by him.--From- d hith­ erto unpublished fragment by Sir Walter Scott, in\ Harper's <Matga$ine. ing. Now, if yoa^ttaft leave I will." The big six-footer looked at him and then, With a look of dSsgu.st, drew him­ self together and moved awav, mutter­ ing, "Another granny." But half an hour later they were walk­ ing down the aisle together arm in arm, as though nothing had happened; it wa# just their way. An Invasion of Cats. "When I was living in a steamboat town on the Mississippi," remarked an old man in a barber's shop a few days ago, "there was a fellow who put up a very neat job on the inhabitants, against whom he must have had some terrible grudge. He came into the town one day and distributed handbills right and left, taking special pains to put as many of them as possible into the hands of farmers who come to sell their grain. "That was before the railroads came to take business away from the river towns, some of which had an immense trade. The place I was in had 5,000 or 6,000 inhabitants, and was the shipping port for all the grain raised for miles around, as well as the place where the farmers obtained all their supplies. The last time I - was there it had dwindled down to a village of 2,000, and perhaps by this time it has no existence at all, even on the map. "These bills that were so freely scat­ tered about stated that the advertiser had a contract with a certain steamboat company for furnishing a large number of cats to destroy the rats and mice that were very numerous about the ware­ houses at different landings along the river. He, therefore, offered $3 for each full-grown Tom cat, $2 for each healthy female puss, and 50 cents a head for kittens old enough to get their own liv­ ing. All the cats were to be delivered at a certain place in the town on a Thursday evening--the night that a particular boat was due. "Well, that Thursday afternoon came and the streets of the town were just crowded with people. They came in wagons, on foot, and on horseback, and every person carried a saok, some of them several. "By evening between 3,000 and 4,000 cats had been brought into that de­ fenceless city. They were left in and about a vacant building near the land­ ing. The man who was to purchase the cats was nowhere in sight. The country people were making inquiries for him everywhere. A crowd of boys attracted by the caterwauling went into the building and began amusing them­ selves by untying the bags and letting out the cats. Of course the cats began fighting and raised a noise like 10,000 demons. Suddenly a stampede oc­ curred and the animals rushed pell fiiell into the crowd, crawling over people, jumping and fighting, and climbing walls and roofs in a mad race for lib­ erty. The boys took after the cats, and the men joined in, determined to rid the town of the feline invaders. The next morning there was a good many stray cats seen about in tack yards, and a good many dead ones lying in the streets and alleys. One boatman said he counted over 400 dead cats in the river. The man who perpetrated the joke was never again seen in the place, luckily for him." -- Pittsburgh Dis­ patch. Males Train as Well as Horse. "I had as lief have a mule as a horse, if he is only intelligent," said an old cir­ cus horse-trainer^ "When I select a horse or a mule I see that he has a clear- cut head and neck; he must be broad between the eyes and full above them, and broad between the ears. The ears should be of good shape and stand well up. These are indications of a large brain and intelligence. The ears ought' to set pretty well forward. The animal should also have a large, full eye, with a mild expression. The first thing I do after selecting the horses is to get them accustomed to the whip. "This is done by placing a halter or bridle upon them and then flourishing and cracking the whip, first lightly, but with increasing sharpness, until I can run all around the horse and crack the whip as loudly as I please without causing the animal any fear. He will then stand perfectly still. The next step is to teach them their names and how to stand in the class. You may wonder how this is done. . * "When the horses are standing in a row I call one of them by his new name. I stand a short distance away and cause him to come to me by a slight tap from the whip. When he comes I caress and feed him so as to let him know that he has pleased me. I generally give him a little sugar also. In four or Ave days a horse will stand in a class with the others without bridle and will know what his name is called. After they have gone thus far with their education they are ready for special training." A Tireless Worker. . ,. ; Sir Walter Scott's career iUagtrates the value of hard work, even of dxildg- ery, in early life as a preparation fop activity and productiveness when the powers are matured. Scott had as aversion to the mechanical act of writ­ ing. His apprenticeship at the law Ihelped him to overcome that aversion, for he was obliged day after clay to copy dry law papers. The drudgery of copying declarations, pleas, replications, rejoinders and sur­ rejoinders, rebutters and surrebutters, made him facile in the use of the pen, and cultivated the dogged patience which no labor could irritate. He him­ self tells us that once during his ap­ prenticeship he wrote 150 folio pages without an interval for food or rest. When he became an author, the hab* its formed during his apprenticeship en­ abled him to turn out an amount of work, year after year, which seemed al­ most incredible. The author of Wal­ ter Scott at Work," published in Scrib- ner's, says: "In thp year 1814 alone he wrote nearly the whole of the 'Life of Swift,' the second and third volumes of 'Wa- verley,' 'The Lord, of the Isles,' two es­ says for the . supplement to the 'Ency- clopjedia Britannica,' the introduction and notes to the 'Memorie of the Som- emlles,' annotations to a reprint of 'Rowland's Letting Off the Humors of Blood in the Head Yein,' 1,611, and kept up an unstinted oorrespondei.ee with his friends; and all this literary activity was interrupted by a two' months' voyage to the Hebrides, and by constant attention to the financial per­ plexities of the Ballantyne press and publishing house." Will, energy, patience, method, and an industry which never permitted him "to do nothing," enabled him to write " Guy Mannering" in six weeks, the sec­ ond and third volumes of " Waverly" in twenty-four days,.and the first volume of "Woodstock" in fifteen days. He did not wait for "inspiration," nor did he idle away the time between "in­ spirations." Before breakfast one morn­ ing he finished "Anne of Geierstein;" after breakfast he began hi« compen­ dium of Scottish history. The greater part of "Ivanhoe* and of "The Bride of Lammermoor" was dic­ tated during an illness, the pains of which set him "roaring like a bull-calf." Laidlaw, his amanuensis, begged him to stop dictating. "Nay, Willie," replied the sick man, "only see that the doors are fast. I would fain keep all the cry as all the wool to ourselves; but as to giving over work, that can only be done when I am in woollen."--Youth's Compan­ ion. Legends from the Far North. Strange legends hover over these regions ;^ the mountains were trolls (giants)," who at one' time had been courting, and who, when rejected or when driven to jealousy, pursued each other, rolled mighty rocks upon each other, or hurled them over each other's path, and ended by being enchanfed into stone themselves by some mightier trolls. These legends are immense, as if they treated about folding the city of New York together with a cacpet, ^carrying it off across the Atlantic, and •unfolding it again upon the plains of Normandy, without a house, a child, or a cup being broken on the way. These regions haid at one time a poet, Peter Dass (contracted from the Scotch Dundas), who died in 1708. He de­ scribed in original verses this part of Norway--Nordland--and the love and the imagination of the people have clung to him to such a degree that now the worthy Nordland clergyman is to them as a giant of Solomon's height in the tales of the East. He tied down the devil as you would bind and tame a dog. Satan was always at his beck and call, and had to bring him every­ thing he wished for and to carry him wherever he wanted to go. One Christ­ mas Eve Peter Dass sailed on a mill­ stone down to the King of Denmark, where he was right royally entertained, but next day he delivered his Christ­ mas sermon in his little parish church in the North, hundreds of miles away. In the same way that they have en­ dowed him, these people whose, imagi­ nation has been reared by the wild, weird nature around them during several months of continuous light, night and day, during an equally long period of continuous darkness, with the wild rest­ less rays of the aurora borealis across the canopy of the Heavens, andf in the fantastic life at sea, with the fish shoals under them and millions of birds hover­ ing above them, they will probably in century or two similarly endow those who to-day have won their love or their hatred. --Bjoms tj erne Sjomson, Harper's Magazine. Another, Old Granny. •'. The habit indulged in by some mem- feefs of smoking on the floor Of the house is occasionally the cause of un­ pleasant remark , and incident. One day Congressman Mansur, of Missouri, who sits in the front row and under the eye of the sergeant-at-arms, lighted a cigar and strolled back in the rear of the hall and joined a little group, of which Felix Campbell, Caruth, of Ken­ tucky, and John T. Heard were mem­ bers. Mr Mansur is a big sixfoot, good- natured Missourian, and popular among the members. He threw himself into a leat with a sigh of relief, just in front of Heard, and, puffing a cloud of fragrant smoke into the air, remarked:,' ?• "Well, I'm glad to get back here KCusibls fAiinwa There are a tot of old' 'grandmothers' down in front who are afraid of a little tobacco smoke," and he leaned back in his chair While the smoke curled in fantastic wreaths above his head and floated over toward Mr. Heard. Mr. Heard is a quick, nervous little gentleman, on the whole a good-natured man, but aptflo be irascible when disturbed, and he heartily detests the odor of a cigar. • Mr. Mansur puffed away aid Mr. Heard stood it for a few minutes, and then broke out with: "See here, Mr. Mansur, you know I can't stand smok- Tomatoes In England. American readers, accustomed to see tomatoes in some shape on the table nearly ever day of the year, will scarcely appreciate how nearly that familiar vegetable comes to being a rare delicacy in England. We quote the following from the London Tattler« of a recent date: "Ten years ago it was an excep­ tion to find this delightful fruit on the tables of any but the wealthy; but to day they are to be found in most houses during the season, extensive cultivation having brought down the prices so as to make them come within the reach of all. The tomato* or love apple, as it was formerly called, originally came from South America, but» it was not until the climate of the United States was found to be eminently adapted to their growth that that they came into general use, the taste for the same spreading to Europe. It is, in addition to its valuable hygienic qualities, one of the most profitable fruits to cultivate, and we know of one private gentleman who sends no less than one ton to market daily in the early season, the price paid for the same averaging 6d per pound, all. of them being grown under B. Few come to perfection in the open air, owing to the short duration of sunshine in England. Like the olive, it was a long time before people became accustomed to their peculiar and deli­ cate flavor, but each day they grew in popularity, so much so, indeed, that Cape Town has been requisitioned for a supply of the same when they are out of season here." ' It All Depends. "Does^ Miss Hvsee sing?" asked a traveling man of a lriend, wHo had just introduced him to a young lady. "Well, that's largely a matter of faith." "I don't understand you." "It depends altogether on which you believe; her mother or her neighbors." --Merchant Traveler. THE manufacturers of perforated chair seats have combined. Their object can be seen through and will be sat upon. A oumrxR effects reportial attributes when ha is searching for gnooa. BETTER THIS KIMCltl. THE boy WHO; stole ih« nrrap did s* syrup-titiously. s THE lamp-lighter goes post-haste tfr business, for he always makes light of his work. THE horse one has had and the wif* onfchas not yet got ate always the moet perfect of their kind. CotmsEi (severely to witness)--Lq| me ask you this, sir: Do you believ* in a Supreme Being? "Well, air, s i r ; a n d i f y o u k n e w m y w i f e -- -- • "OK the stage now, eh?" "YeaJ? ^What doing?" "I'm with the 'Unci* f ttTin t. What do •Chicagtf- Material Resources of Japan* Most remarkable statements are those made by Prof. Rein, a scientist who has been investigating the material re­ sources of Japan. They reveal a national frugality and economy of a marvel­ ous type. The area of Japan is less than that of California. Its cultivated land is less than one-tenth of its total acreage, yet its products support about 38,000,000. The United States has about 60,000,000 population. In Japan 2,560 persons subsist from each square mile of tilled land." A people existing under such circumstances must from necessity of preservation be provident, painstaking, hard-working, ingenious, and frugal. The Japs appear to deserve all these adjectives. Agriculture with them is literally market-gardening, be­ cause the soil is required to produce more than any other place in the world. The World's Motire.Power. An exchange gives the following ap­ proximate figures relative to the motive power of the principal nations of the eaAustria has 12,000 boilers and 2,800 locomotives. 1AArtn Germany has 50,000 boilers, 10,000 locomotives, and 1,700 ships boilers. France has 50,000 stationary or port­ able boilers, 7,000 locomotives, and 1,900 boats' boilers. , Four-fifths of the engines now ^otK- ing in the world have been constructed during the last twenty-five years. The force equivalent to the working steam engines represent, in the United States, 7,500,000-horse power, 4,500,000 in Germany, 3,000,000 in France, and 1.500 000 in Austria. ^ » . ^ The Safest Explosive. est readifv and safely transported by any conveyance, and is eminently conve­ nient to handle or store. It can be sawed, turned, cut and bored easily and safely; and the turnings, cuttings, and borings may be worked over. Dry com­ pressed gun-cotton, which need form only a\ small percentage oi .any charge, is safe! than gunpowd / ̂ Tom's Cabin' combination." you play?" "I play the ice.* Ledger. A FASHION note says that satin ahoop'.-. are never worn out. That settles it, wj» 1 wear satin in future. The trouble witfc us was that our leather shoes wore out too quickly. IT is solemnly stated that George Jtfer^* dith, the English novelist, once lived oft oat meal for an entire year. Perhapp1) - this is the reason so many of his storied ', have run as serials. MB. MUMMER--Do you like me better then your first husband? Mrs. Mummeir Yes. Mr. Mummer--For what reap son, my dear? Mrs. Mummer--Becaua^. my other one is dead. COLORED Minister (from the pulpi$ As the air of the church seems chilly,. \ ; - | I would ask the sexton if he will kindijr ^ *' close the front doors and windows Of ' the building. The collection will now be taken up. > * ! POLITE clerk (showing goods)--Hei% " - is something I would like to call yoi# ^ attention to, lady. It is the very latest f thing out. Mrs. Rounder (absently)--^" If there is anything out later than mjjr husband I'll take it, if only for a curio#-. '• ity. ~ '• ; FIRST Sweet Girl--Oh, did you hear • ^. the news? Mr. Nicefellow, who is en- . gaged to Clara Vere de Vere, huggej^ her so hard last night that he broke ona . of her ribs. Second Sweet Girl--Just my luck. I might have had him my- Self. FATHER--Well, how did you come out ! on the bean-guessing contest? Dull boy--I guessed there was 150 beans in the jar, and there was 9,200. Father (sadly)--I'm afraid you'll never be fit for anything but a weather bureau chief, . --Philadelphia Record. • "YES," said Robinson, "our party had fair suocess on our fishing excursion.; but it was all due to Dumley." "Is ha an expert fisherman?" "No; he doesnjj^. know a sardine from a salt mackerel; but he was thoughtful enough to bring some fishhooks along."--Harper**, > , Bazar. " ' --.J MERCHANT'S wife (suddenly appeark^^™^ in her husband's office)--Hah! I t houglit ^ you said your typewriter girl was anol|H maid. Merchant (much confused)-- Um--er, yes, m' dear, of course, of course; but she is sick to-day, and sha sent her little granddaughter as a sub­ stitute. • "LET your light so shine, etc.," said the minister as the plates were passed : about the church. "John," said Mrs.Fair* fax," what made you put $2 on the plate f (This was after church.) "Old Jonef, the gas man, threw down a dollar bill; and my electric light is twice as good as his gas any day in the week." BRIDE (of a month)--O, dear! I don.% know what is to become of me. Mjjf.T-Z? husband is so surly and snappish and^-% K why I can't get him to give a civil an­ swer to a single question. Sympathetic mother--Well, you might have known better than to marry a railroad ticket agent, anyhow.--Philadelphia Record, He--By Jove, it's the best thing I've ever painted* and I'll tell you what, I've a good mind to give it to Mary Morisaa for her wedding present! His wifey+-. O, but, my love, the Morisons have at- • ways been BO hospitable to us! Yon ought to give a real present, you know --a fan or a scent bottle, or something of that sort. - ' • SHE invited another old lady to take / tea with her. After the departure 6f her guest she said: "Well, Betsey Blake makes a mighty loud profession of being a good church member and all that, but I watched her to-night and she up an' put three heapin' teaspoonfuls o* sugar in one cup o' tea, an' if she calls ;. that Christianity I don't." - ^ FIRST Anarchist--Great heavens, Karl, did you read in the papers what the New Jersey White Caps did with one of your brothers? Second Anar­ chist--No; what was it? First Anar­ chist--They took him out one night and washed him with soap and water, and then---- Second Anarchist--Gott in Hiinmel, August, this is no business for us. Let's go back to Europe. _ It's get- M ting dangerous.--Minneapolis 3ViS» ig tine. SCHOOLMASTER'S wife--If your i comes to-morrow with her children and remains with us a few days we shall have to fry lots of pancakes, and we have neither eggs nor butter in the house, Schoolmaster--And we are short of money, besides. But patience; I have an idea. (At school)--Children, to-morrow I will tell you the beautiful story of Columbus, who discovered America; so each of you will have to bring an egg with you to school. If yon don't happen to have any eggs in tl* house, a little butter will do, THE SWALLOW. O to feel the wild thrill of the (wallow, The wonder of the wing! On the soft Wue billows of the air to follow The summer, to soar and sing I £ * Tc drink blue air and to feel it flowtag Through every dainty plumo, •' Uplifting, pillowing, bearing, blowing, And the earth below in bloom 1 "Is it far to heaven, O swallow, Bwaltowf The heavy-hearted slugs ; . "For I watch your flight and long to follow* The vhile I wait for wings.- Vegetable Armor. It has been recommended that refuse cocoanut fiber, which is very plentiful where the fruit is grown, be used as a backing for the armor of war vessels. Compressed plates may be made of it, which, on being penetrated so as to ad­ mit water, would quickly swell and close the orifice, preventing the sinking of the vessel. In recent experiments, bul- * let holes nearly an inch in diameter were made in half-inch plates of this materials protected by boards, when a jet of water shot through but ceased to flow in less than one minute. • <' U -• -- • --•-- • •••• •• - Wise Doc-tar. ~ ] Doctor--I see just what's the matter with you. You need something strengthening. Eat a plate of oat meal, boiled, every morning for breakfast. Patient--I do, doctor. - A | Doctor (equal to the occasion)--Than . leave it off.--Yankee Blade, rr'^M - r ' V ; >. * "THOSE biscuits would kill growled Squildig, as he surveyed a pfla of those edibles of his wife's construc­ tion. "I think not, dear," ®h# sweetly. "Try them /•v-if-Sp.' ' "s m- 1^; i