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• -.iv: , OUR OCEAN MIMES. r g f l a i u t l c i i l c r X. tux SLYKE, Editor and PuhUsf** ILUNOIS. OLD JACK DIED. »T JAKES WHITOOMB BUJ!T. OM Jack died we stayed from school (they needn't go that day,) and none rn.be anv breakfast--only one, vm papu--and his eyes were red came round where we were, by the Jock was lying, half way in the sun ted! fi; in Um shade. . When we begun "Sfcfsr^wn load, papa tamed and drorped hia w*>rt«iw«y; and niaiiima, sho went back | ; rvSlBto file Mtchen. Then, for a long while, I;,V All to ourselves, like, wt» stood there and WN ttmogut #o ronny good t hings of Old Jack, Ami tnany things--although we didn't smile * W« wniido't only cry when Old Jack died. ! Jack died, it seemed a human friend But ^ivvicnly cone from us; that some face Thet w<> had loved to fondle and embrace Rrarn li it by hood. no more would condescend BaMnilc on us forever. We might l>end WsfJi t«Mirful eyes above him, interlace _0*ir fihwhljy fingers o'er him. romp and race, I vrith him, call and coax--ave, we might mm< I s «M faalloo up for him, whistle, hist jCVK sobs had let us,) or, as wildly vain. <i'•,Snapped thumbs, called "Speak," and he hud not replied; • "Warmths Jiave gone doyrn on our knees and N'J kst'l ®b» twiiseled ears, and yet they mast remain ZhMf, motionless, we knew, when Old Jack died. • v- Ifbar Obi Jack died it seemed to as, some way, *h*i } the other dogs in town were pained WilJj nur bereavement,.and some that were chained 9nb bus; jailed their collars on that day J;;ckin state, as though to pay mtrnst tribute there; while neighbors • enuu-d "Whichends above the high board fence, and • «£ec trued *B2h t*"Of dog!" remembering how they But the next moment he had caught her hands and kissed them, and she for­ got all bat that they were together. This was the first meeting, but it was not the last* Night after night, when the old people were asleep, and in his own chamber, a mile or two awaj, M. Thibanlt snored peacefully. Theodore and Rosine sat side by side more familiarly than they ever had before, in the garden under the pear tree*, while Jiaunette, the maid, kept watch without the little side door. All this had been going on for some time, when one night Rosine took her usual place to wait for Theodore. She heard the stealthy step as usual. She saw the' lithe form mount the wall and stand in full relief against the golden moon, just at that moment rising. Then a faint ory of horror fell upon her ear, and it vanished from her sight. There was a dull thud upon the earth without --a groau, and silence. Theodore had slipped and* fallen to the ground. For Borne moments he re­ mained insensible, Rosine, nearly mad with terror, stood wringing her hands ! would tell belonged to within the garden trembling at her father's side, but he did not look unkindly on her. "Sir," he said to old ThibauIt, "what­ ever ̂ we may think of each othe, your son is a brave and loyal gentleman." "Sir," said Thibault "I can not bnt esteem the father of so brave and charm­ ing a young lady." "There is but one thing for us to do," said Miehaud. "But one," said Thibanlt, extending his arms. Thereupon, in good old French fash­ ion, the two men embraced each other, and ail went home together to Michaud's house, where the marriage contract was once more made out and signed, and an early date set for the wedding of Rosine and Theodore. Sherman and Grant. Grant and Sherman are to be ranked, perhaps, rather as equal and different than as competitive talents, inferior and superior. Of the two, force, determina­ tion, dogged persistency and the power to deal resistless blows where they the iron hero perchance, be- them, be- leaped to lick their esiJTed him when alive, can*- , , olSor love o f , haini s-- ,JNow that be conld not, were they satisfied? We i hik'.reo thought that, as we crossed his paws . .Ami , > or iiis grave, 'way down the bottom- '• lande, ; . Wrote 'Our First Love Lies Here," when Old Jack died, Citis Journal. *'r LOVERS SACRIFICE. " ^fel i certain pretty town of France, •aH Aei; between Nantes and Tours, on 1fee River Loire, there stood at the time •foorstory a number of very pretty dwellings, each with its little balcony, ife vine-wreathed arbor, and its garden iat! of gay flowers, set about with a high stone wall in the midst of which stood a •prodigious gate, bolted and barred -within as though a hundred burglars «WB«» psj'octed every night. fll it had not been for this precaution H would not have been esteemed proper fat; Mademoiselle Rosiue Miehaud to m much under the old pear trees in her father's garden. Young French ladies are guarded very carefully bv ch«ir parents, and seclusion is their por- tmm during their maidenhood. No one mmt more rigid in regard to this matter lhan Moasieur Miehaud- Not that Mon- aear Miehaud intended to doom his daughter to celibacy; he had already dhoseQ a husband for her in the person •f the son of an old friend, Monsieur Thibault, who was equally anxious for •*o jallianpe between the families. ^Lnd, strange to say, the young peo- thus betrothed were very much iu love with each other. Ever since he, a little bov playing with other boys in the .smad without his father's gate, had seen Miehaud in her tall, white rarimpod cap and baby shoes of pink kid, bv. clinging to t^e/haad- el her fed an, admiration for her; RiAa felt Fate only too kind 1' giving her an affianced hus- ,Jte Theodore Thibault, when it « -well have been some one whom .*«h» detested. ^vervthing was in fine train. The -pipers made out--the little house which ML Thibault was to bestow upon the - faifcgroom, already furnished--piles of white muslin in - the seamstresses' • hands--and the very ring bought, when vai awful thing occurred. jM. Miehaud and M. Thibault, sitting iftovn 'to dominoes one fine day, fell into m quarrel. At first, merely a polite <ooe; then an angry one; then a furious mmm. M. Miehaud called M. Thibault •m cheat, and M. Thibault called M. Jfach&ud a liar. M. Miehaud gathered 4h» dominoes in his hands, and was *boat to hurl them at the head of M. Thibault He thought better, and it up his hat, stuck it on his head sideways, crammed his fista into his its, and. without an "adieu," inarched out of the house, balling to his mem to follow him. The end of the affair was a dissolu­ tion of the matrimonial engagement be* >tween Kosine and Theodora In vain Theodore remonstrated. In Ro.?ine wept. The old gentlemen not to be moved by the unhappi- of the children. All the deeds had been drawn up were cancelled. 'The little house which had been fur- aished for the bride and bridegroom •mtm let to an Englishman sojourning in the place, and the lovers were forbid­ den to speak another word to each -otter as loug as they both lived. Perhaps it was worse for Theodore tftliau for Rosina She was permitted to weep as much as she chose. It was -«aly natural that she should be found aitting disconsolately under the pear tteees, and she could eat no dinner, and 'Defuse herself to callers. Her mother nfelt great sympathy for her, and her fa­ ther felt grieved that he could not make her happy. But Theodore, whose feelings were probably stronger, and who felt the in-V; justice of the old man's conduct more »poignantly because he was not so used 'to consider his patents' word law, was tfarced to attend to business, to talk to his father's Her maid, who had seen all, hurried down the path. Neither of the girls knew what was best to do. At last Nannette, a stout young peasant girl, clambered up into the largest pear tree, and managed to get her chin on a level with the wail. She could not see any­ thing below, but she heard a move­ ment. "M. Theodore," she whispered, "speak if yon can. My mistress is nearly frightened to death." A faint voice replied to hers "Give my love to your mistress. I am not much hurt, but it will be the best for me to go home now. I think there has been some noise." And then the two girls ran indoors, Rosine in a terrible state of agitation. She knew that Theodore had been more injured than he would confess. And this indeed was true. He had broken his arm, and felt a deathly faintness creeping over him. His one hope was to manage to get far enough from the house of old Miehaud, to prevent any suspicion of the manner in which he had met with his accident; and at the first turning he left the street and hur- rieu on hoping to procure some assist­ ance before he lost the power of speech and motion. At last, amidst the darkened windows, he saw one in which a light bnrnt. Drawing nearer, he saw that the door stood open, and heard some noise with­ in. His strength was nearly gone. He made use of what remained 'to stagger under the doorway, and fell prone at the foot of the stairs just as an old man in a night-gown, with a candle in one hand and a poker in the other, rushed down them, shouting at the top of his voice, "Thieves! murder! Help! Police police V This old man was Pierre Blanc, a re­ puted miser, who had just before awakened to find two masked men in the room, one of whom held him, while the other plundered his cash-box. After much struggling, he had suc­ ceeded in dealing one of the rascals a heavy blow with a cudgel which he al­ ways kept under his pillow, and had been knocked senseless in return. TV hen he came to himself ho was'in per­ fect darkness, and it had taken him some time to strike a light, but to his great joy, when he had done so, he found, as he supposed, one of the rob­ bers lying wounded on the floor of his house. The old man's shouts soon brought assistance, and he told his story as peo- pte twuafly do; in trnraflti'er Vhiell re­ flected most credit upon himself. He declared he had defended himself against both robbers, and wounded one; "and there he lay, the rascal, before them." "But this Is Theodore Thibault, the sod of old Monsieur Thibault," cried one of the assembled group. "He is no robber, monsieur." Nevertheless, it is all as I said," de­ clared Pierre Blanc. And on his word the poor wounded Theodore was carried to prison. It was some time before he under­ stood the charge that had been made against him but when he did he at once formed a noble resolution. Suffer what he might, shame, imprisonment, what­ ever it might be, he would guard Rosine's honor. No one should ever know that it was in endeavoring to meet her alone at midnight in the garden of her father's house that he had met with this acci­ dent The day of his trial came at last. The court was crowded. Pierre Blanc was ready to swear to his story. The police­ man and neighbors were witnesses to the fact that Theodore had been found lying insensible at the foot of the miser's staircase on the night of the robbery. The prisoner himself had only his po­ sition and good character in bis favor. Not a word would he utter in his own behalf save a simple assertion of his in­ nocence. Old M. Thibault was weep­ ing like a child. M. Miehaud, who had always liked the young fellow, and whose heart even softened to his old friend in his affliction, was very much moved. The prisoner only was calm. All was over. Nothing more could be said. The final proceedings were about to be taken, and none believed that the prisoner could possibly escape the sen­ tence of the law, when suddenly there was a stir near the door and the crowd parted to admit two persons who forced their way toward the bench on which the juatice sat. One was a lady closely veiled, The other a peasant girl, evidently her maid. At the Bight of the pair, old Miehaud started to his feet. Before she threw her veil back he recognized his daugh­ ter Rosine. The prisoner also uttered a low cry; girl ad­ vanced toward the justice, whom she ksew by sight. Ignorant of all forms of lac, she only thought of saving Theodora, whose motive for silence she quite understood; and fearful lest she Jhonld be too late, she spoke at once. Sir," she said, "I have come as a itness for Theodore Thibault. I know ow he met with his accident, and I ow the motive for his silence. It is who had already left us. Foresight, quick intelligence, comprehension of a situation down to its smallest detail, and a wonderful uastery of strategic policy were especial endowments of Gen. Sherman. These distinguished him from the beginning of the struggle, and marked him out as high above the mass of confused intelligences that were striving to deal with what they could not comprehend. He was not deceived from the beginning. He knew that it was not a local mutiny, but a revolution which the conntry confronted. He pre­ set down the news' back. 1 mde INVENTIONS THAT PAY. MI»U ef Money Made Out or Bright Ideas M to Seeminf ty Insignifloant Objects. Iijt reply to the question: "What is a patent?" the Yankee inventor once said: "It is tho right to sue somebody." And the answer really embodies the most comprehensive definition of the word that could be found, says the New York World. The patent office annu­ ally issues 24,000 patents, aud it is safe to say that out of them not|less than half that number of lawsuits are evolved. The great building at Washington could supply a fund of humor and pa­ thos, of romance, and of tragedy which might well furnish the novelists of the world with plots for a lifetime. As a rule the little inventions--that is, those whioh seem really insignifi­ cant--have brought forth the greatest fortunes. A The man who invented the tin rattle ior babies retired with $1,000,000 to the good. The return ball, whioh consisted of an ordinary rubber or wooden ball to which was attached a long elastic cord, was invented by a shoemaker in New York. It met with universal favor and the man who originated the idea found that it profited him to the extent of $50,000 per annum. It is said by those who are supposed to know that he never secured a patent on the device, but in­ stead bought up all the rubber badls in the market, attached to them the elastic cords, and reaped his fortune while oth­ ers were hustling around to find enough ubber with which to compete for the rize. The wire bottle-stopper is a ery simple contrivance and y4t it has earned an immense fortune. It was in­ dented and patented by a man namdfi jCharles Quilfelt, who subsequently sold customers, to appear in>{ disregarding them both, the «very way as usual, and wasnotallowed ' m moment of private conversation with <4h& old geutleman. Rosine grew sad, •l»ttt Theodore grfew angry. She gave fP all hope; he began to plan a meet- A-t last, having bribed Rose's maid *o keep his secret, he confided to the fcands of the girl a letter to her mistress, .in which he begged her to steal from the house that night, and wait under , pear trees beside the garden wall i f0"*r my"u n worthy* "sake' * that" "he allows **trtil he should come to her. | himself to be misjudged. It was to Kosine, who had ne\er disobeyed her ; meet me in my father's garden that he fMarents in her life, felt as guilty as i climbed the stone wall from which he Plough she were about to commit a mur- fell. I saw him fall-I and my maid Sit when she stole out of the i; side I Nannette-and we are ready with our • aoor to keep the rendezvous; but, uw<sr- ' testimony " Asless, her heart beat high with hop* *t j Old Miehaud gave a cry, and started thought of meeting Theodore once forward. Old Thibault aUo uttered an <a*ore. Anu when at last. she saw ! exclamation as he sprang to Michaud's older, perform acts . F0£» ilaviu^ tfte final deathstroke to rebel­ lion was- mapped out by Grant, the stroke tha* severed thp confederacy in twain, wasted its resources and de­ stroyed its hopes, was executed wholly by the man on whom it rightly con­ ferred the the order of supreme military genius. That move of a great best straight through the enemy's country, wasting his substance, striking terror"to his sympathizers, severing head from body, cutting off communication and making a new junction almost impossi­ ble, carried out by a series of daving yet masterly movements, and ending in a success, unimpaired by misfortune^ was a fitting companion piece in a series of war pictures for the surrender of Lee at Appomattox. Morally it was the first element in .-making . Grant's brilliant finale possible -- St. Paul Pioneet Press. Ar^h Horses. There are hundreds of horses called Arab in America which have no right to the name. Almost every spottQp horse, or "calico" horse, is said to -be more or less Arab, while it is stated as a posi­ tive fact by no less an authority than John H. Wallace that au Arab may be of any color in the world but spotted. No Arab is a calico in color. It ia an exceedingly difficult thing to get a pure bred Arab. The Bedouiu chief will not sell one at any price, and the only ones procured are secured by raids on the tribes of the Euphrates Yalley. In the whole United States there are only three strictly pure bred Arabian horses. Two of these are the stallions Leopard and Linden Tree, which were presented to Gen. Grant by the Sultan of Turkey, and a mare called Naomi, which has been imported from England. Obo of the two Grant stallions. Leopard, is not at all a prepotent horse, and is a getter of few foals, and Linden Tree is the pos­ sessor of one of the ugliest tempers of any living horse. He is said to be a fiend incarnate, though his colts are gentle and kind enough when properly treated. It is a peculiarity of the Arabs, that if used kindly and treated with considera­ tion they are gentle and lovable. "To one that has gaiped the confidence of an Arab horse there is the pleasure of knowing that he associates with a brute endowed with a soul." Abuse one of them, and you have aroused a devil that can never be subdued, for of their courage there is no limit, aud they will resist abuse while they have life. Gen. Grant's stallion, Linden Tree, is said to have been made vicious because the man in charge of him did not gain his confidence and abused him. There is a great deal of foolish sentiment exist­ ing about the Arab hotse, however. He has many good qualities, is highly in­ telligent, quick to learn, has rare beauty of form and rich quality, is toe saddle purposes beautifully gaited, quick and active in his movements, and of much endurance; but when compared with the thorough red race horse or the American trotter, he suffers much by the com­ parison. He lackB the nize and speed of thoroughbred, and what a spectacle a Maud S, a Jay-Eye-See, a Stamboul, a Nelson would make of the greatest trot­ ting Arab that ever lived conld they meet on a trotting track! As a race they are handsomer than the American trotters, many of which have inherited Roman heads and cat hams from the great progenitor, Rysdyk's Hamble- tonian. If it could be done without a loss of size and speed, for the purpose of giving beauty and finish to the Ameri­ can trotter it might be well to add more of the Arab blond to the composite arti­ cle which goes to make up the Ameri­ can trotter, but the experiment has been tried and not found successful. No Arab is known to civilized man st> handsome as is Mambrino King.--Bos ton Courier. ' tiiiuugb the dttiKiitjss a form rise above > the wall, stand upon it for a moment, v«md proceed to ascend by means of a isope which was fastened on the other iide, fiie with difficulty refrained from •oreamiug aloud. "Theodor^" she whispered; oh, Theo­ dore! my Theodore! that it should be for me to meet thee; that we, were once betrothed lovers, should be said. side. "We might have known, We were young once." Vl-h?. miser, re-examined, owned to the fact of having been insensible for some •>;; If Yon >ro FKt, Read. Still another remedy is recommended for obesity. An hour before each meal, which should consist of meats either boiled or roasted, fish, game, poultry, with a sparing amount of ~ eggs and cheese, toasted bread and bis- time, and confessed that he did not see cuits, drink a pint of boiling Water m,6'80™ of tlie robbers, and Theodore i gently in sipps, and drink nothing i nbault was free again. But now that with the meal. Avoid going lo sleep in ne was free, and now that she had done the daytime, and take as much outdoor tier uuty, the consequences of her diso-1 exercise aa oonauatible with ' j oediepce awaited Rosine. She stood I strength. Yours in ye bowels of Christ. In these days it would not occur in the meantime a man named Put- sane man that he could "do the nam had invented another design of the great service" ? by selling unbelievei#»®,me thing, which was the detachable slavery for "rum and sugar" ch*"'® over ^°P the cork. In some othe,ooMider.t,on So, by "l£f this is in an age of great progre^ot together, consolidated their inter- must be admitted even by those jsts, and coined money. derers from the accepted way whi One of the remarkable "simple" in- that the hand of dicipline is indentions is the cotton tie. Formerly heavily upon them. fjl cotton bales were tied with rope, but fnere were many objections to that pro- # fsess- which hundreds of men sought " KEEPit out of the paperw is tlo overcome, and at last one by the which the local newspaper publisher iame of. Cooms invented what waa hears. To oblige often costsconeidei*11^11 M "arrowhead" tie for an though the party who makes the re»^on . cont"yiincG ?ras so ... , ,, .. . . imple that cottonmen far and near thinks the granting scarcely worth uietly took their o]d pants from the .rag thank you ' for. A newspapef joset hooks and kicked them around peculiar article in the public's eye. heir rooms because they had not news gatherer is stormed at becaae1011®^^ of the device themselves. The gets hold of one item, and is abuser®^611' *n'° immediate use, thousands cause he does not get another. iLST6"!!" Were pa^nte?' a°d , ^ nllions of the straps were sold and mill- men and often young women, as w<,ns of dollars were reaHzed. The man ho at present controls the patent and the numerous assignments connected therewith, made to him by the various inventors of improvements, has pur­ chased the famous Navarro flats in Fif­ ty-seventh street and is the possessor of a large fortune beside. Everybody remembers the "fifteen puzzle." Fifteen little blocks were placed in % square box, which was made to hold sixteen. The sixteenth space was left vacant, and block "fifteen".was placed between blocks "thirteen" and "fourteen." The problem was to ar­ range them in order without removing a block from the box. The idea was originated by a cripple, and from it he is said to have amassed a large fortune. The puzzle went everywhere---in the homes of the rich and poor alike. "Pharoah's serpent" was the-inven­ tion 6f a Brooklyn man. It consisted of a little pill, to which a lighted match was touched, when a snake called forth and writhed and twisted after a most serpentine and fascinating fashion. The pills sold like wildfire--which, indeed, they were- - and brought the inventor between $50,000 and $100,000. But it also cost him his life. In working upon an "improvement" in his laboratory he inhaled the fumes ef the chemicals he was using and died from the poisonous effects produced upon bins. Mr. Munn, of the Scientific Ameri­ can, tells many interesting stories a&out patents and inventors. He says the gimlet-pointed screw has brought more wealth to different men than many silver and gold mines of the West. A man named Walter Aiken was the first to think of it and he realized a hand­ some fortunes Aiken's father, by the way, invented a sawset which brought him $100,000 or moie. It was a Yankee who first thought of putting copper tips on children's shoes and his check became good for magnifi­ cent sums. Sometimes many years elapse' before the good qualities of an invention are appreciated. The patent upon roller- skates had nearly expired before it re­ alized any profit. Then somebody started a rink, and so made the skate in- inventor worth $1,000,000. Who has not seen the "Dancing Jim Crow?" Who woold believe that it was worth $75,000 a year to ita in­ ventor? Yet it is true. The rubber tip for lead-pencils made $100,000. The pen for shading with different colors brings an aunual sti-. pend of $200,000, and in the year 1887 alone, as proved by testimony in reeent legal aetion, the invention of n\etal plates for the protection of the soles and heels of shoes realized a profit of $1,250,000. William Chandler Raymond has writ­ ten a book entitled " Curiosities of the Patent Office," and he devotes several pages to the whimsical and comical thiugB that have been invented. There is a mechanical sheetiron cat, with steel claws, which runs by clock­ work and is warranted to "lick" any cat in Christendom. The cat is wound up and placed on the roof. Old rounders spy a new comer and tackle him. Whew! When they light on bis back a spring is touched and the mechanism works. There is a small cyclone on the roof, incessant yells, and--the old rounder retires to meditate over the un­ certainties of life. One man patented a process of curing worms by fishing for them in the hu­ man stomach with rod, hook,, and line. History does not state whether he used a reel or not, and fails to describe the landing net or the gaff employed for large ones. Another made a trap for catching tapeworms a* one would a fox. The patient was starved and the trap set in his mouth. The worm was caught by the head and pulled out. U pon one occasion a man sent the embalmed body of a baby to the patent office with his application to secure a patent for a new process of embalming discovered by him. The baby is not now on exhibition as a itiodel. Tlie Salvation Array. It is obvious that if we would find any analogy for the growth and force cf this movement of the Salvation Army, we must go back to tho enthusiasm exerted by the preaching of the Crusades, to . .the work of Francis and , Dominic in ' founding the mendicant orders, to the Protestant Reformation, to the preach* ing of George Fox, or to the growth of Wesleyanism at the close of the last century. Further, no attentive student of early church history can fail to see many striking points of analogy between the methods adopted and the results achieved by the Salvation Army and those whioh astonished and disgusted the pagan world in the rapid success attained by the early missionaries of the Christian Church.--Archdeacon iW* rar, in Harper's Magazine. Does a Two-Yrar-Oi<l 11mby Pay. Does a two-year-old baby pay for it­ self up. to^the time it reaches that in­ teresting age? Sometimes I think not. I thought so yesterday when my own baby slipped into my study and "scrubbed" the carpet and his best white dress with, my bottle of ink. He was playing in the ooal hod ten min­ utes after a clean dress was put on him, and later in the day he pasted fifty cents worth of postage stamps on the parlor wall &nd poured a dollar's worth of the choicest "White Rose" perfum­ ery out of the window "to see it wain." Then he dug out the center of a nicely baked loaf of cake and was found in the middle of the dinning-room table with the sugar bowl between his legs and most of the contents in his stomach. He has already cost over $100 in doc­ tors' bills, and i feel that I am right in attributing my few gray hairs to the misery^ I endured. walking the floor with him at night during the firet year of his life. What has he ever done to pay me lor that? Ah! I hea? his little feet pattering along out in the hall. I hear his little ripple of laughter because he has es­ caped from his mother and has fouud his way up to my study at a forbidden hour. But the door is closed. The worthless little vagabond can't get in, and I won't open it for him. No, I wont. I can't be disturbed when I'm writing. He can just cry if he wants to. I won't be bothered for--"rat, tat, tat," go his dimpled knuckles on the door. I sit in silence. "Rat, tat, tat." I sit perlectlv still. "Papa," " No reply. "Peeze' papa." He shall not come in. "My papa." I write on. "Papa," saydrihe little voice; "I lub my papa. Peeze let paby in!" 1 I am not quite a brute, and I throw open the door. In he comes with out­ stretched little arms, with shining eyes, with laughing face. I catch him up into my arms, and his warm, soft little arms go around my neck, the not very clean Jittli cheek is laid close I© mine, the baby voice says sweetly! "I lub my papa." Does he pay ? Well, I guess he does! Ho has cost me many anxious days and nighty He has cost)me time and money and* care and self-sacrifice. He may cost me pain and sorrow. He has cost much. But be has paid for it all again and again and again in whispering these little words into my ears: "I lub papa." Our Children pay when their very first feeble little cries fill our hearts with the mother love and the father love that ought never to fail among all earthly passions. Do* our children pay?--J*. 1£. Dl, in Detroit Free Fres& . 4 Settled Upon the Tree* On a farm near Dwight, 111., there is an elm tree that was set out by the Prince of Wales more than thirty "years ago. Some of the older citizens of the town remember the day when the tree was planted, but as an entire grove was set out on that day, no •one can point out the exact tree which Her Myjesty's son honored with a touch of the hand and a shovelful of soil. Several days ago a number of men were in the grove, looking at the trees, when an old man, with an air of ex­ cusable vanity, said Yes, the Prince of Wales set out one of these trees." But which one ?" was asked. Well, now, bless me if I know, but I would take my oath that is in here somewhere. I was here at the time and I ought to know, but I don't." "Is there no way of determining?" some-one asked. "No, I reckon not. There are only a few of the old-timers left, and not one of us is certain as to the exact spot where the tree was placed." "I think I can settle it," said an Englishman who happened to be pres­ ent "Let's go up to the barn and bring out those two race- horses." The horses were brought o»t, two jocky-looking boys were called and told that they must mount the horses and run a race. The day was perfectly still, but when the horses started, the branches of a scrub elm began to wave excitedly. "That's the tree,^ Baid the English­ man. "You are right," agreed the old timer, "for now I can remember stand­ ing right here when it was planted.-- Arkansaw Traveler. How to Be Hungry at Rr»»kia«l. j Breakfast is rather a failure as a meal with town men. That ought not to be; there is something wrong when a man is not vigorously hungry in the morn­ ing. Where is the fault? Is it in the late dinner? Not in the dinner, proba­ bly, so much as in what is drunk at dinner; in that, and in the nervous strain of the times. It does not matter whether we dine in the middle of the day or in tho evening, so long as we dine judiciously. But the man who has much work to do and particulary brain work, cannot dine in the middle of the day. If he does, he must make uphis- mind to lose at least an hour of his most valuable time. A light luncheon < at midday, with no stimulant stronger than a cup of coffee or a bottle of gin­ ger ale, is the suitable thing. But this must on no account be used as a substi­ tute for dinner. He who lunches in this way at midday must dine in the evening, and dine well. The business­ man should dine at 6:30, or at latest 7. The lazy man may dine when.he likes. The man who has earned his dinner should have a good one--not heavy, but nutritious; not elaborate, but well selected andr: well cooked. He should drink, if possible, only one kind of wine, and that a light one, sparkling or still. Spirits and beer he should avoid. Dinner should be the last meal of the day, except for those who cannot/ sleep without a little iood in their stom­ achs. These may take a cup of cocoa, with a little thin bread and butter, just at the moment of going to bed. If at­ tention be paid to these suggestions, very few people will fail to be hungry at breakfast.--The Hospital. Miss Lovell (just engaged)--Oh, George! Yon are good enough to eati Mr. Fearing,--Sh! Don't speak, so ioodl Bruno's just outside the window. f Polata for Y<ma| fl»ria«ri. A grizzled individual in the attire cf a farm-hand prowled along the docks *11 day. With all the rusticity of attire there was a tinge of tar and bilge water about him that addeed to his swagger and stamped him unmistakably as a son of the sea. His movements attracted considerable attention as he boarded vessel after vessel and inspected the pumps and then whistled for the ship's dog. His cruize extended from the sea-wall to Harrison street,' and it was at this point that he waa4c- costed by one of Franklin's runners. "Want to ship, old man?" he asked, as the stranger climbed down from the top-sides of the Lady Cairns. "Yes. I'm going to the sea again," was the reply, accompanied bv the ob­ servation that ranching waa not what it was cracked up to be. "I'll get you a good ship," suggested the runner. "Well, you needn't bother; I've been to sea for forty yearn, and mebbe I knows enough to pick out a ship for myself. "What are you looking for?" "A fat dog and a rusty pump bolt, you bloody lubber; what do you a'pose I'm, looking for ?" "Come and have a drink," suggested the runner, who was anxious to learn the connection between a fat dog and a rusty pump bolt and a desirable ship. "Well, lads. Til tell you," said the intimate friend of Neptune, "and you want to remember this, because 't'll be useful some day. It took me many years to larn it, but it's yours for the sake of your, kindness. Mark what old George Palmer tells you--when you want a ship to look for a fat dog; that means the old man is liberal with his duff and you'll be well fed. Look for a rusty pump bolt, 'cause that means that the craft is right and tight and the crew don't have to break their hearts and backs keeping her dry. If the pump bolt is worn and shiny, look out, lads, for she's a sieve, and your watch below will be spent in keeping her hold dry*" Mr. Palmer kindly consented to take just one more, and then sheered off his search for a fat dog and a rusty pump bolt.--San Francisco Examiner. General Sherman's Memory. The prodigious memory of certain great men has often been remarked. It is a surprising fact that military men. whose minds, one would think, would be filled with great and startling cir­ cumstances, to the exclusion of all small matters, often remember trifling oc­ currences. " Gen. Sherman, three years ago, was visiting in Philadelphia. Standing one day at a window, he saw a big police­ man, with a very long beard, go by on the street. The General uttered an exclamation of *mrprise, but said nothing more. Next day he saw the same long-bearded policeman go by, and this time sent a messenger out and asked the man to come ill. The policeman presently entered the room, and made a military salute to the General. 'Yes," said Gen. Sherman, "it's the' very man! Do you remember me, Mr. Officer?" 'Certainly I do, General," said the policeman. And do yen remember where we first met?" "Yes, sir. It waff in California. You were only a lieutenant then, and I was your drummer." . "That's it," said Gen. Sherman; "and instead of that beard, you had barely a hair or two, maybe, on your chin. And if I am not mistaken, your name is Hutchinson." "So it is, General," said the police­ man. They entered into a conversation on the old times in California and Mexico. The General hud not seen the old drum­ mer since the Mexican war, and had never seen i\im with a beard, but recog­ nized him at the first glance on the street after forty years had passed by.-- Youth's Companion. Sherman a Reader, '"Until Geueral Sherman came to New York to live," said a friend of the General the other day, "and was wrapped up in business and social life, he spent much of his time .reading military history. As an army officer he was compelled to travel a good deal about the country, and in his trunk he always took several volumes whe.i about to start from St. Louis to Wash­ ington or New York. One book was taken in his hand. I remember in the summer of 1875 coming with him from St. Louis to Utica, where he was to preside at a big gathering of war vet­ erans. He wore a long linen ulster, and in a pocket was a heavy book that pulled it down on one side. We were the only passengers ia the palaoe car. After a few minutes' conversation the General pulled the book out of his poeket, settled himself in a corner of the seat, and didn't speak for hours. The book was O'Meara's "Letters from St. Helena." How many times he had read the book the General said he didn't know. He had read everything he could find to read about Napoleon, for whose genius he expressed the most enthusiastic admiration. As I remem­ ber our desultory conversation he held the opinion that Bonaparte was the greatest military commander the world ever saw. His admiration of the strat­ egy the Emperor showed in the later years of his career, when he was fight­ ing on the Rhine, before his first abdi­ cation, and in the struggles in front of Paris, as well as his arrangements for Waterloo, was unbounded. 'Napoleon ought to have won at Waterloo/ he said. 'if*there was any faith V> be placed in human foresight.'" The Pert Voting Man. See that half-gro.wn man ? He never will know as much again as ho does now at the ripe age of 20. When he gets to be 50, when his hair is grizzled and hi? hopes are like the dead leaves that cling to November trees, he will look back upon these years of rare wisdom and colossal effrontery and blush a little, perhaps, at the recollection. Now he has no reverence for a womau or for God. He sneers at good in a world whose threshold he has barely crossed, as a year-old child might stand in the doorway of his nursery and denounce what was going on in the drawing-room. Most of the scathing things that are said about domestic felicity, and the sneers .that are bestowed on love, and the gibes that are fiung at purity, and the scoffs that are launched at estab­ lished religions; all the jokes at the ex­ pense of nobie womanhood and tho witticisms that are lavished upon the old-fashioned virtues, spring from the gigantic brain of the youth of the period.--Clt icq go Herald. The incidental expanse of presenta­ tion at oourt in England is said to be about five hundred dollars. In this country a man who is presented at court can freouentlv get off for three dollara and eo»faT • • > ̂ Ow Ofitmr aa Unequated goarce ot K«V- •nae, If We 1H4 Bat Know it. * With the growing necessity of this country for a method to increase our food supply, owing to the great increase in population, comes the startling but true statement that we are not looking after food sources in proportion as these sources are being depleted. The oystei industry is one, and perhaps the most prominent branch, in which neglect has become deplorably apparent- It has now become a plain question as ta whether in a short time any but the wealthy will be able to enjoy this best of all sea foods as well t&s one of the best foods in. general. Otu steady increase in population empha­ sizes the fact that we must do some­ thing to provide for the future, and in no place is there a better field than in the oyster beds of the Atlantio coast. The oyster should be purchasable by every wprkingman and plentiful in every town of the country. It, would be ol untold benefit to the country to make this bivalve cheap and abundant. But is anything being done to this end ? On the contrary, in the most important beds of the coast, it has seemed to be a rule that everything should be taken out and nothing putin; not for one moment has it been imagined that the oyster was not capable of reproducing' as fast as dredged. The original sup­ ply of osyters was enormous. From the gulf of St. Lawrence to the Gulf of Mexico was Qne long, unbroken bed of mollusks. Now above Cape Cod the oyster is practically an unknown quan- tity ; the beds of New Jersey do not yield as formerly; Delaware Bay and River, which were once prolifid, are al­ most worthless, and the yield of Mary­ land and Virginia waters is two-thirds less than it was ten years ago. In 1880, the total supply was 26,000,000 bushels, while last year it had decreased to 15,- 000,000, with prices 50 to 100 per cent, higher. New York, R ode Island and Con­ necticut are the only States that have risen to the emergency. They have passed laws regulating and protecting their oyster fields. Connecticut oyster trade is the most lucrative ot any com­ monwealth and all three States have in­ creased their oyster bottoms nearly ten­ fold. However, for several years, three or four millions of bushel* are all that can be expected from these beds and the main reliance must' be- placed else­ where. The Chesapeake Bay is that placet In area, in natural advantages and re­ sources, it excel8 any body of water in the country. It covers" 3,000 square miles and in it are the lagest and moBt productive natural oyster beds in the world. There are no star fish as in Long Island Sound and on the bottom is an abundance of the little sea plants which are the natural food of the oyster. The supply has been so great that ex­ haustion was thought impossible. Nothing has been done for the future a#d the result has been a decrease in the crop. In tea years the product has decreased from 17,000,000 bushels to 2,000,000 bushels. This fact has opened the eyes of the Maryland and Virginia people and at last it is likely that some­ thing will be done for the preservation of \ what might be the chief and most lucrativa industry of both sides. The States further south are also awakening to their danger and it is most likely that legislation will Boon regnlate the oyster business the whole length of the Atlantic coast. Gen. Felix. Angus, of Baltimore, ed­ itor of the Baltimore American, and an authority on all matters pertaining to oyster culture, of which he has made a deep study, makes some surprising statements in Frank Leslie's'Illus­ trated Newspaper. After deprecating the causes which have made such a de­ preciation in the business he states that under proper culture the Atlantic coast oyster beds could be made to yield an annual revenue greater than from the coal fields of Pennsylvania, the silver mountains of Colorado and the gold mines of California; a nation can be fed at a cheapness absolutely startling. Taking his own Chesapeake, Gen. Agnus states that with a system of oys­ ter planting, the bay couid be made to produce 500,000,000 bushels annually, paying 200 per cent, profit and employ­ ing half a million people the year around. What can be done there can be done in a proportionate degree in anV other waters. It is possible to fer­ tilize millions of oyster eggs in a watch glass; on a larger scale it can readily be seen, the task is not difficult, while the returns would be enormoua. In conclusion, Gen. Angus says: These facts show why the oyster quee- tion has such an enormous national im­ portance. Its right development means a better sustenance for millions of Amer­ ican homes; it means less indigestion and more general happiness; it,means exhaustless wealth for fourteen oyster growing states and all their people, and it means the perpetuation oi an import­ ant food supply for a nation that must in its unequaled advancement, look to the economy of its living and the tenance of its resources. Couldn't Stawl Everything. The following is the origin of a fa­ mous Kentucky feud: Col. Pepperson stopped Col. Bran in the road and told him that it he had any nerve he would surely be avenged upon the Culler- tons. "What have they done?" Brail asked. " Why, in Winchester this morning, one of them shot and severely wounded your son Ike." "Ah, I am sorry to hear that, for Ike was a good fellow and could set out as much tobacco in a day as any man in the State." "And I suppose," said Pepperson, "that you will declare war on the whole gang." "No, I can't say that I will. You see, I have begun to believe that wo are al­ together too rash in taking up quarrels. The truth is, I am becoming civilized." "I am, too, Colonel, but there are in­ sults and injuries that I can not stand. If I wero you, I would get my people together and declare war." "No, I don't think it would be wise." "But that is not all the cause you have. The Cullortons have talked shamefully about your family." "I am sorry, but can't help it This feud business doesn't jjay, and I shall keep out of it I'm sorry, though, that they shot Ike, for as I say, he was the finest hand in a tobacco field in the State. How did the quarrel come up ?" "Why, a party of fellows were stand­ ing around and some remark was made about fast horses, when Jo Cullerton Baid that your bay mare was the most over-rated horse in Kentucky, and--* "What?" exclaimed Col. Bran. "Did he say that? If he did, that settles it Hanged if I can stand everything. Ill shoot the scoundrel." -- Arkan***$ Traveler.