_... Mtraad itfNlthete WEDNESDAY, SEPT youth «ro doath MMTM they ewSy iU n; b«t, _ UMH oCSirttta&r; doabt'a pale Irmporik b iHlfertiig heart* we bea* <tf »« A«5'«i cam heed wb>t wl«« onfl i their rtwnai "nay"-. •efentUts wh*> 4mm , iat M cruy« Heoven * cBMUD^.-. ftasvfcere the Quantookfl fw away irr^ii in the fsdlog - « . -- mi . • t tl̂ vnoLt wi'i 1 Mat uro, L4fe. and Ujy? ; SS dhimB" »fH'i* hm>6 OX*** te^r^-sagg'.. jg fcnatbed stienuoiiH notea Qjt brtght Wttpt wbZh may **8^ 1 What %ft twjpjl ;, Brought solid calm and noble e&ia. rj.t that which now to yon, tontfc £?--•-- oi peace, power. Infinity. nri.n<i gilenoe, woodland Bound, tz Sf̂ ruti deeps that boom around, Ib liahts that touoh Ummb waters low, Vet iSscfc earth't pJfMMWW" «n"w; j« hope np-raehlM flaw and far fto find hope* goal In some puro «tar; la love, ̂ OTsartyr, hotdtiK on •hM the last hope* at life are gem-- Ami aay tf all this reverent fir* g%at Mis the moot abaeed aspire-- , If tucoiot ualtatkn'i hlth'i vlsft that beat 111* ranging thought, the regal 111 That crowd the brooding brain, and II Ha pining breaat with loftier matb-- •ehnmlehed babbles pricked at 4e*th, ZSm» $petatoc. ' PETE. JDS r'::; , ... £>/.<. Iti: ^ it' , ittte first appearance was sudden! last hour at the free kinder- ten was drawing to a close, and children were quite breathless h their exertions, when a creak- ot hinges and a blast of icy air all eyes to the door, in the open- I which Pete stood disclosed. H# was about 5 years old, with a pmilinK countenance, plentifully be- vpriiikled by nature with freckles, an^d by art with grime and splashes of mud. His Dlue eyes met yours fear lessly, with a merry twinkle, fend his ltd hair shone with fiery luster 111 rough the crownless hat. \ In dress, Fete was simplicitV it* •elf. A Dair of ragged trousers, Yeld on over a grimy shirt by one dilapi dated Callus," one buttoned shoe, from which the buttons had long flc- parted, their places being supplied W # dirty green ribbon tied around tie inkle; the other,^through which t J|are toes peeped appealingly. w f laced with a bit of yellow string , apparently Pete had an eye to coloj §:*--1while the whole costume was a: ropriately roofed in by a dilapidate Shyness never being one o ete's faults, he spoke up briskly, e met the teacher's eyes fixed 1 onder upon him. "Say, I'm a ne scholar. I want to jine this her fj. school. I think it's prime." J\j "But," the teacher answered, "w ,«an't take any new scholars; th school is full." "Come, now" he said a little cres 1 fallen, but soon recovering, and winkl ing knowingly at the teacher; "1 kin't none of your charity scholar'. $ee! 1 brought my money alortg." Here he opened one grimy fist, and 4jtisclosed, nestling in the moist palm, v|lve very sickly pennies. I By this time the teacher had re covered from her first surprise, ana, -'interested by this specimen of hu- inanity asked: "Whatisypur name?" I "Pete's my name. AU these here f kids knows me." 4 # Here the children joined in the than usual at the morning, and as the filtered,' she daw, with a inking |b«art that both Pete and tp| WW wit missing. Her fears were not allayed by the remarks tfitb which the &lj$^gr*©ted tier. !• 4 'Min ICat£ jPet^s been took off In tKe pitrot wagon,'*--this from a little boy, whose envy at Pete's no. toriety, was ill wncealM^wv ••Miss Katy, lie was* a-fighiin' awfully about your bag." '* * "1 seen*him knocked down." **A man said he'd bust hia head o)pen.M v Certainly something had happened; but hopeless of obtaining reliable in formation from such an excited group, order was called for, and the day's work went on. What a long, long, morning it w»v,and how she missed the merry smile and roguish twinkle of the blue eyes! She realized now bow the boy bad wound himself about her heart Could he, indeed, bea thief? A thief! Her littlo r«to, of whom she had hoped so much? The children^ went home alone that afternoon, for Miss Katy stayed be hind to arrange some work for the following day. She was bending over a table, with her back to the door, when the well-known creak made her turn quickly,hoping against hope. A) burly policeman filled the doorway, meeting her glance with a friendly nod; for Officer Smith was always a welcome guest at the kin dergarten, having helped the teacher in many ways. In his hand he held the little bag that Pete bad carried so proudiy. "Here's you bag, Miss Katy," he said, with a smile, '*and I guess you'll want to hear how I came by it." "1 am almost afraid to ask. Did Pete steal it?" "Steal it? Not he! That there Pete's the g&mest little cock I ever j in the ivy has heard our did see," settling himself against the pleased him not a little. JKagvr mad • Good BUmky Who 2I» ̂ ateta**!** «tu» Vtottai. , The mq|gaiMi*tant of- our feathered summer boarder; is a catbird, says a writer Jfe Kate field's Washington. tiftgj tarty in April lad .be gins staging 4i'soon as he baa chosen his summer apartment This year he and his <^inet iittie wife selected their home in the midst of the Eng lish ivy that covers an old acacia a few feet from my chamber window--- a pleasaot choice for all parties con cerned. After a few days, spent principally in the branches of a neighboring cherry tree--for our friends have but scanty notions regarding the differ ence between mine and thine, and at cherry time they cast even these few dim ideas to the wind--another egg is laid beside its brother, and so it goes on until there are four small bluish eggs safely hidden under the ivy leaves awaiting the warm pres- ure of the mother's breast. Then Mme. Catbird's sport is over. It seems to me the catbird his never been sufficiently praised. This is probably partly his own fault, and due to a oarticularly harsh note which he utters when startled or angry--a grating "mJau," much like the mewing of a cat with a case of chronic catarrh--and from this dis cordant cry the sweet singer has earned his name. But this is only his war cry or note of warning, ut tered to bid his mate beware of some enemy prowling near. The danger past bis real song begins, and a splendid one it is, for he belongs to the family of thrushes and has their gift of mimicry. There is a little , Italian in our home, a wonderful lit- | tie body, who, being forever busy, is constantly in demand, and many times a day the cry is raised for iterj ; "Cherublna! Cherubina!" Our friend call; it Perhaps wall, with the evident intention of there was something about the soft, getting all out of the story it was musical inflection of the Italian name worth. "Why, bless you! no sooner that reminded him of the blue skies were you off yesterday when Dan Granger cume down on the little fel low, and ordered him to give up the bag. You know Dan--a big fellow about 16, and the bully of his ward. And what do you think Pete done? Set off to run first as fast as his legs wottld carry him, and when be seen tbat wouldn't Work, put the bag be hind him against a wall, and stood there, that little chap, ready to fight that hulking fellow. Til knock the life out of you' Dan said, and Pete answered up as game as you please, •You won't get it until you do, Dan Granger.' Ble?s your eyes! they were in the thick of it when I come round the corner, and that Granger tooK off pretty sharp, while Pete--he run right into my arms put the bag in my hand- and tumbled over in a faint, with the blood running from a big cut in his bead. The tears were falling as Miss Katy asked easrerly: "But where is be now? Have you taken him to the hospital? The chil dren said he was carried off in a oa- trol-wagon." The big man looked a little sheep ish as he answered: "He ain't gone to no hospital, Miss Katy. The doctor at tbe station- house said he was not much hurt,and a little care would put him on his *teet again " You did not take him back to that dreadful place," clasping her • chorus: "We know him, Miss Katy; I hands in distress. bis name's Fete Brown, and he don't t A smile chased itself over his face, belong to no one much; just lives along • and he spoke half apologetically: With Mis'Brown at Hall,"-- "No. he hain't gone back there" one of the worst dens in tbub unsav- "Then where is he?" wondering if 4>ry neighborhood. j she would ever solve the mystery of y Pete nodded briskly in confirma tion o! these remarks, and said: : ?$ay, teacher; take my money and leuime stay.* - j "I can't take your money, Pete," At this Pete's face grew very jrrsve, while his lip trembled as be ' asked: "Ain't it enough? I can't fret no more, teacher; it tooken mc a £ ' j sOQff time to get this." Then hfe face V , ^ ^ ' brtebtened aeain. "But, I say, can't kr.'^'V writer'take me for this and let me work Jp? " 1 |>ut the rest? I kin work, 1 tell you." "Pete," Miss Katy answered, and ** - V'tber eyes were very mistyassha looked down into the face turned up so wist- is fully, 'Toucan keep your money,-- you can stay." s;:" And so Pete was enrolled as a kin- ,4«qcarten "kid," that being a $ort of jpet name in the neighborhood, and ' •*£:: turned his back resolutely upon all > Bite old associations. His satisfaction , was intense; he seemed fairly to ab- _ t s o r b the teaching in every pore, and | on that q3« :libis beaming smile always called an •:A>* dreadful ' -^answering one into every face upon which It was turned. Gradually he /became more civilized in appearance, fithe dirt retiring into the more out lying districts, then finally retreating Jiitogether. Miss Katy dared upt ;«ive him any clothes, knowing they would all be sold for drink by the his whereabouts Then he drew closer to her, and, looking oyer bis shoulder furtively, answered in a hoarse whisper: '•Well, you see. Miss Katy, he was such a game little chap it seemed as if he'd ought to have a chance, so 1 spoke to my wife, and--and--well, she's been Rrieiing awful for the lit tle fellow we losi last year, so she just held out her arms, and I put Pete into them, and \here he's going to stay." Miss Katy took 8 big red fist m her t??o hands and i ave it a hearty shake "You good man! bless you both;" t! embarrassment look he turned to the contemplating ' immeui; changed the subject by as! "But Mrs. Brown?" "She ain't got one bit W claim boy, but I thoukht I'd better shut up her >mouth with a dollar or twa I <sue§s she'll drink herself to death wit\ the money, but she was bound to do Vhat sooner or later.- Pete's just ahWut wild to see you, and 1 promised h^p I'd ask you fo step around afte\ school" N Pete, in a clean, white bed for and tropical vegetation of the south ern land where hi spends half the year; so he set himself to master its intricacies, and lo! one morning the whistle came clear and pure, "Cher ubina--Chenabina," with the true Latin inflection on tbe penultimate. So it is with everything. He is eager to learn new songs and struggles man fully to master the pipings of all his feathered neighbors. To do him jus tice, he succeeds remarkably well; in fact there is but one call that escapes him altogether--the whistle of the quail. He cannot say "Bob White." The other day be discovered a new field for his labors when from within the house rose the high, pure notes of the violin. He stopped singing at once, cocked his heed, and listened eagerly. Clearly this was a new ex perience to him, and it was evident that he could not understand how any bird could sing so long without stop ping to take breath. He himself pre fers to whistle a few bars, stop and look about a bit while he trims his feathers, and then begin again. But this audacious and long-winded crea ture kept right on with trills, scales, and arpeggois following each other in quick succession, with never a breath ing space between. At last the gen tleman in gray quite • lost patience. Was be, a professional singer, to be rivaled thus? So he dashed ruth lessly into the performance, turning tbe solo into a most remarkable duet, and although be doubtless violated every known and many unknown rules of harmony the result was de cidedly pleasing. Then suddenly the unknown songster within doors closed with a flourish. "Ha, ha!' said our gray friend, "I thought I should tire you out eventually." And with a last triumphant note he flew away to recount his exciting experience to his mate. HOW GRESHAM'S FATHER DIED. will surely sefeing his heanxious though ilMiii, woman with whom he the first time In his life, and his ,, .W' M •* '.; lived, so she was obliged to content herself with lending; him some while be was at the school, which sbeil he shed, with bis usual cheerful ity, when the time came to go A numerous body-guard usu- rted Miss Katy to the cars, toon became the leader of Sand, marching ahead with the pompousness of a drum-major, his voice rising above all the others in the shouts of: "Good-by, Miss Katy," which always smote the air. Perhaps the proudest and happiest days of his life was that on whiclrtie was trusted to carry the teacher's bag. The former occupant of the po sition having been lately promoted to a public school, Miss Katy said, "I j am going to let Pete carry my bag every day now, he is so careful." As there had been many anplicants for tbe position, Pete's satisfaction knew no bounds at having been selected over those who were so much older, and bad been so much longer at the kindergarten. One might almost have warmed one's self at his smiie, as each day he carried the little bag to the car, giving it to her just as she was about to step in. One snowy day, when the wind blew a gale, making every woman wish for at least wounded head bound up most scien tifically; was perfectly unembarrassed by the elegance pf bis surroundings, but met Miss Katy*s ey4s with the same beaming smile, clapping his arms tightly about her neck as she stooped to kiss him. "My little Pete! My brave little boy! He might have killed you." "He never got no thin' off me, Miss Katy. He never knew how strong I was. 1 teil you, the licks hurt though" "O Pete! It was not worth it 1 would rather have let him take the bag. You ought to have given it to him rather than let him hurt you so badly." "Don't you cry, Miss Katy, I ain't hurt so bad. Mam Brown often licked me harder than this. And my eye, Miss Katy! when you give me that bag and said you trusted me, you see I just could not give it up while 1 was a-livin'. " There Is not much more to write about Pete, whose lines bad now fallen in pleasant places. He did not desert the kinder garten, but came each day to his | place in tbe ling, with the same ; beaming smile and happy chuckle, doing his duty faithfully in his little m two pairs of hands to manage skirts j corner, and perfectly unconscious of and umbrella, Miss Katy found, when she was in the car, that she had for gotten to take her bag. It held the children's pennies, broaght each day for the little savings fund, and fche feared Pete's honesty might not stand the test, blaming herself for having nlaced temptation in hi* way. being pointed out again and again as "oui little hero- Pete.Sunday- Scnolo Times. Ttje fashionable woman does not reflect much herself, perhaps, but she . keeps her mirror reflecting Too 1 much all the time. . « nxei art!/ a. Hi'mum a rnr or Hi r the» vd!f%wiiyred. In 1848, on a visit to Q&nmwa, Iowa. I Sipes, afcd tf\ iatftfttion took aihrifcr with him. He was a quiet reputable ottlzen, and owned a large and valuable farm. His home was comfortable and had every appear ance of prosperity. I never saw or heard of htm again, and it was only Judge Ores ham's visit here that re called the occurrence to my mind." A Wile-Choosing Ceremony. At the far #nd of Naples lies the little church of Santa Maria Annun- ziata, which, once a year, on the "Day of Our Lady," wakes up into a brief life and excitement In a silent row before the high altar kneel thirty girls, all in black garments, with folded hands and eyes fixed on the picture of the Madonna before them. These are orphans from the neighbor ing foundling asylum; and once a year all those who have reached the age oi j» are -brought here to the church, and may be chossn in mar riage by any honest man whosejpapers are in order; and whose character is good. At the door leading to the sacristy leans a gray-headed priest the head of the asylum. By and by a young man makes his way from the back of the church and bands him a little packet of papers These the priest reads carefully and, being evi dently satisfied, he gives back the papers and leads tbe candidate to wards the row of girls. All their eyes are fixed more steadfastly than ever on the altar, all their hands are clasped tighter together, their faces turn a shade paler, their hearts beat quicker as the young man walks slowly along the row. At last he stops. His choice is ma3e. He stretches out his hand with a little smile. The girl rises, casts a long look--half thanks, half entreaty--at the picture of the Madonna, puts her hand into that of the stranger, and together they disappear into tbe sacristy. The ice being thus^bm&en, other suitors come forward. . How to Clean Dresacs. Get five cents' worth of soap-bark from the druggist (about a teacup- fuL) For one dress take half of it and steep in about one quart of boil ing water for about half an hour or more, then strain through a cloth. For a silk dress, while the liquid is warm take piece of white flannel and dip into it at intervals, and rub the silk or satin with it until it seems cleansed. When done, pull the ma terial straight and hang it to dry. Do not iron either the silk or satin. If the dress is very uiuch soiled, use clean liquor to rinse it; but do not use clear water for silk, or it will not stiffen up well. For a woolen dress, dip the part to be cleansed, or the whole of it if needed, into the liquor. This can be rinsed in the same after washing, or in clean warm water. If very dirty, put the dress to soak in- a tub in the liquor with more water added before cleaning or washing, or in clean, warm water. If very dirty, put the dress to soak In a tub in the liquor with more water added before clean ing or washing. The woolen goods should be pressed until quite dry. Water in which potatoes have been boiled will cleanse delicate-colored woolen or worsted goods. The dress should be wet all over. Use no soap Binse in clear, warm water. Press while still damp. This will not in jure the most delicate colors. Stabbod to the Heart by a BaBlan Whom He tried to Arrest. Major Mulky of Louisville, has been Secretary Gresham's intimate friend for many years. The fathers of the two men were neighbors in Harrison County, Ind., and the elder Mulky was one of three men who ar rested the murderer of Secretary Gresham's father. The story of that tragic event was related the other day by Major Mulky to a New York Sun man as follows: "The first name of the desperado who killed Sheriff Gresham I do not recall. His name was Sipes, and I distinctly recollect that he had a brother named Levi. Levi's brother had just been in a very ugly scrape, and had shot, but not killed, a con stable who tried to arrest him. As Judge Gresham's father was then Sheriff it devolved upon him to arrest Sipes, who was known as a dangerous character. To help him he sutn- moned my father, the late James ulky, and James Spencer and James bbs. It is a little curious that tbe Hist names of all these was James. Sites was at a dance a few miles west of (Wydon, but the party went first to tRp house of his father. Their in quiries alarmed Levi Sipes and he fled atWce to give bis brother warn ing. He found him danclnsr and had just tim\ to tell him what was up when th&Sheriff and his posse ar rived. Si|es swaggered out into the yard, and vt^ien the Sheriff attempted to execute nls warrant the desperado drew a pistoI\and Qred. His aim was good and the wound was fatal. The Sheriff did n\t stop, however, and Sipes. drawing a big dirk, sprang upon him and. stabbed him to the heart, killing hifn instantly. He turned and fled, b^t was pursued by Mulkv, Gibbs, ant Spencer, who finally captured him\ near Fredonia, then the County Se^t of Crawford County, on the banks of' tbe Ohio. This occurred in the winter of 1832-3,. and I distinctly recollect that there was snow on the ground, by the aid of which I helped to track Sipes. He was tried in 1833, and, escaping hanging by great good luck, got a twenty-one-year sentence. I do ».not remember how it was that he got off so easily. lie stayed in prison until 1837, during which year he was par doned by the Governor. I don't re member who tbe Governor was, but he was either Noah Noble or David Wallace Sipes returned to Harrison County immediately aftfer his pardon. For a while he pursued the same des perate life, and was a terror to the citizens lor month* Suddenly his Challenging tne Copa. . "Awi what do we care for de per- lece," said a tough Connecticut street youngster of about 10 years, who was throwing stones at a passing vehicle, when admonished by a passerby to stop it "They can't catch us," he continued. "Now there's fatty from the Fifth," pointinsr to a stoat po liceman on the corner; "watch him when I pelt this wagon." The boy let out a whoop that start led the neighborhood and began to throw mud, stones, and rubbish to ward the officer. The policeman's face was red. but it became a deeper shade. He knew he was not in con dition for a sprint but had to show his efficiency. Th« race began. Tbe boy started off on an easy gftit and the officer, under a full head of steam, followed, getting hotter with each stride. In a moment the boy had reached the corner of the next block, and a few seconds after tbe puffed officer pulled up at tbe same spot but the boy, ob, where was he? "Whoop la! said Clancy," came a I boyish voice in the direction from which tbe policeman bad come. There was the boy, half way down the block with the thumb of bis left hand to his nose and the fingers spread wide. The disgusted officer gave up tbe chase.--Buffalo Express. Qatotly Wt Vp Hia Hanifc at tha Bobber* J3a43ic aad «»Ot Thorn." "I through the States of Wajhifcjrtonltod Oregon, and parts of Califottvfa, Idaho, and Montana, fpr eighteen years," said a South western shoe drummer. "Ten years of that time I traveled by stage, steamboat and canal, and my life has been fullerof adventure than that of most traveling men. It has been my misfortune to have been twice held up by stage robbera In both instances my hands went upas quickly as those of my fellow passengers. I have no patience with those people who tell what they would do if they met robbers. I know what they would do. They would fall into line with the rest ot the passengers, and reserve their expressions of indigna tion until later in tbe day. There is no use of talking, the stage robber has killed, and he will kill again,and a man never realizes how dear his life is until it is in actual peril. "One day in October, 1877, I was staging it in northern California. There were six of us in the coach. We were talking about stage robbers. Suddenly there was a hault, and one of the party said, 'Speak of the devil and he will appear.' Well, we all got out and stood in a line and gave up our purses and watches. The driver had thrown off the mail bag and the Wells-Fargo safe. There were two robbers, neither of them masked. They were not polite like the knights of the road in romance, but swore continuously and without artistic ef fect One of the bandits could not get oaths enough between words, so he interjected a few choice specimens of profanity between the syllables, and greatly shocked a professor from the Smithsonian Institution by the coining of such words as "hesitadam- nation,' meaning hesitation. "The job was done in about five minutes, and the robbers told the driver to go ahead. We did so for a half mile or so, when one of tbe passengers, a silent man whom I had taken for a commercial man, said to the driver, 'Go slowly and wait for me at the ford.' He then produced a Winchester from the bottom of the coach and started back over the road alone. 'Who is he?' we asked of the driver. •Wells-Fargo man, 1 guess; never saw.him before, but I guess he knows his business. If he comes back, he will have got them; if he don't they'll have got him.' Twenty minutes later we heard some rapid firing. We stopped at tbe ford. "Nearly an hoiir passed, and then the man who had gone hack appeared on the trail He walked slowly, as* if in pain, and a bloody handkerchief was tied about his head. 'Drive back and get the box,' be said to the driver. 'Did you get 'em,?' asked the driver. 'Both of 'em,' he replied. We drove back. In the middle of the road where we bad been held up both men lay dead. The Wells-Fargo de tective, calculating that they would stop to rifle the mail bag and-the strong box, divide tbe plunder, and then separate, had quietly walked back. One of them he dropped with his Winchester, before hex was sus pected; the other got in one shot be fore he fell, and that had struck the brave man a glancing blow on the head. Our property was all restored to us. We helped bury the dead robbers by the roadside. The brave officer Refused to accept tbe purse we hastily raised for him, saying, 'tbe company will pay me, gentlemen.'" --Shoe and Leather. Napoleon 111. and the Confederacy. An old friend of the Princess Mu- rat contributes a reminiscent article to tbe Century regarding the lite of the Prince and Princess in Florida. She mentions the following incident which occurred in 1866, when, Mme. Murat having suddenly become ill, with symptoms resembling those of paralysis, a voyage to Europe was prescribed by her physicians: "Again she was received by her husband's relatives (Louis Napoleon and his family) with an affectionate wel come. She related many incidents of the Southern Confederacy to the Em peror and Empres-, together with the sacrifices and privations the South was called upon to bear. The Princess asked the Emperor if he felt so much for the South, why he had not helped the Confederacy. His re ply was: "Cousin Kate, you all bad my warmest sympathy and hopes for your success; but' on account of slav ery I did not dare to-send an army to your assistance. Had 1 done so, I should have had a mob in Paris." Mme. Murat spoke of the Empress as a person of lovely character, being constantly employed in deeds of be nevolence, even visiting the hospi tals. The Prince Imperial she spoke of with much affection, he being then a most interesting youth. SEVERAL of our exchanges have been recently discussing "The Best Way to Keep Girls on the Farm." How would it do to tie them up mat rimonially? the his Anglo-Saxon Iianffnage Cranks. Of all the cranks the Anglo-Saxon crank is the most entertaining, be cause he has an idea that he can rev olutionize the English language by throwing out a number of words that everybody uses and introducing in their stead a number that nobody knows anything about The Anglo* Saxon maniac has a strong antipatby to all words that are of Latin or Greek derivation, or, indeed, of any derivation at all except Saxon, and proposes to throw them, neck and crop, out of the English language and substitute English words in their stead. One of the tribe has re cently published a little handbook of the proposed changes, which is the most amusing tissue of absurdity ever seen. According to this reform er, electricity should be fire-ghost; superannuated should be overyeary; democracy should be folkdom; criti cism, deemsterhood, and horizon, sky edge. For telegram he would have us say wire spell, and for omnibus, folk train. A row of houses ought to be house twins, a quadrangle should be a fourwinkle and an appendix hankmatter. For the word magniti cent be would substitute high deeds and a perambulator should he a push- wainllng. Enthusiasm should be faith-heat an epidemic a man-qualm and an embassador of state, spell man. Carnivorous, according to the new style, would be flesh-eatsome; her bivorous, grass-eat-some; a ruminat ing animal, a chew-cud-some beast Such arrant nonsense as this may be all right in the schools and colleges, but a young mao who comes out of a college and attempts to work off his new-fangled Anglo-Saxon on his ac quaintances will display more faith- heat than faithlackingness, on in English, more zeal than discretion, and will likely soon bear a good deal of English that has not been taught in the colleges.--St Louis Globe- Democrat Large and Bmall Papers. The newspaper with the smallest circulation does not exist At any rate we have never heard of it That with the largest is the Petit Journal of Paris, whose daily edition Is over 1,000,000 copies. The smallest news paper in the world, as regards the size of page, is the Telegramo of Guadialaxara, Mexico --four inches square. The largest newspaper ever yet printed in the world was the Illu minated Quadruple Constellation, which appeared in New York on In dependence Day, 1858. Its dimen- sions equalled that of a billiard- table--eight feet long by six feet wide, and, wonderful to relate, it had no advertisements. A copy of this mammoth publication can be seen in the Newspaper Museum at Aix-la-Chapelle. Its price was 50 cents.--Youth's Journal. As long as a man can assign property of his creditors over to Wife marriage is not wholly a failure. IT is not safe to infer from the way that he spells his name .that Hjalmai Hjorth Boyesen is a ^ L 4 * ^<*v V VffP§£ "j- Sha Fooftfet ljke -a Tlfftcai «•#' . the' Iliiillalfa Paflora. ' MrfcCatherine Smith of 166 Hope street, Williamsburg, went to the Brooklyn dental parlors, at 710 Grand street the other day and when she left the place was a wreck, says th| New York Recorder. Mrs. brnith is ordinarily a quiet orderly person, and has a husband and three cbil* dren. During the last two weeks she has not been amiable, owing to three teeth on her lower jaw, which kept up a constant thumping night and day until she was worn out with pain and exbaustioa She tried all tbe remedies and blistered her face and gums to get better, to no aval). The dental parlors are kept by Drs. M. Lewkowicz and P. Schoenemann. Mra Smith presented herself to them with her head tied up in bandages and both bands pressed against her face. "Oh, doctor! I'm dylnsr with the pain," she cried. She walked up and down the rooms and Dr. Lewkowicz told her that he would try and arrange it that she could take the place of some of the Other patients, who were all suffer- ing from aches. She told Dr. Lewko wicz that she could not stand the pain of having the teeth pulled with out laughing gas. "Did you ever take gas before?" he asked. "Ohr*y»«j Tm all rigljt$» Siie re. plied. Then the doctor took her into a small hall room where the teeth pull ing is done and she jumped into the heavy chair. The bandage was taken off her head and Dr. Lewkowicz put a rubber cork in her mouth. She took a firm grip on it while the doctor located tbe three teeth. "Be sure and give me enough gas," said Mrs. Smith, "1 can't stand any more pain." Dr. Shoenemann gave the gas. and Mrs. Smith did not have to take as much as is ordinarily given before she became unconscious. Dr. Lewkowicz picked up the forceps, got a good grip on one of the back teeth, and yanked it out. Dr. Schoenemann stood at the back of the chair ready to seize the woman if she should show signs of violence. The first mani festation made by an unruly patient usually is to throw tbe arms upward and backward, but Mra. Smith did not follow the rules. She slid feet first out of the chair to tbe floor, and before any one could get near ber she began turning handsprings, alter nately standing on her head and feet. Both the doctors, who are much larger than Mrs. Smith, got bold of her, but she knocked them both down with well-planted blows in the eyes and abdomen. Her eyes were open and kept moving from side to side She ran up and down the parlors, up setting everything that she touched, and scattering wreck and ruin every where. Tbe dootors were re-enforced by two lusty assistants and the four men caught Mrs. Smith, but they might as well have seized a cannon balL She rolled over the flour carrying all hands with her for several minutes, and then the gas seemed to have lost its power and she became quiet The men were exhausted, but she stood up and had a hearty laugh as she looked around the room. The woman broke loose again in a moment, and with a wild whoop started again with the work of de struction. She seized a large water pitcher an<| hurled it with terrific force at one ot the doctors. He dodged and the pitcher broke against the wall. Then she kept the men dancing lively t»Jceep out of the way of flying goblets and a wash bowl. She kicked viciously at Dr. Lewkowicz and landed on the pewter gas tank. The gas escaped with a loud hissing and added to the confusion. Most of the time she kept up a quiet schoolgiri giggle, but there was nothing girlish about her right arm. When there was nothing more in tbe room to upset, Mrs. Smith flew tv the window and ripped down the cur tains. She raised the window, and before anyone could get near her she gave a wild whoop and jumped out, she landed on top of a piazza and rolled off into the yard. The whole distance is twenty-seven feet Het left arm struck» railing and was broken in two places. She lay on the ground, apparently unconscious, when Charles Dellery, who keeps a store on the ground floor, rushed out: Mrs. Smith still had the use of ber right arm, and sbe sent Dellery spin ning across the yard with an upper- cut on the jaw. Dellery was re-en forced by his two clerks, the two doctors, and two assistants, but Mrs. Smith was more than a match for tbe seven men until tbe gas died out Then she fell in a heap from exhaus tion. She was carried to the dental parlor. "I don't blame anybody, doctor," she said. *'The last time I took the gas it made me crazy. Are my teetb out?" When the doctor told her there were two left sbe screan\ed and fainted. An ambulance took her to St Catherine's Hospital. Tbe sur geon said he could not tell how badly she was hurt as she was suffering from the shock. The indications were that she was injured internally and was in a critical condition, He Wanted No Thanka. There is a story of a mate of a Whaling vessel who annouueed to the captain that he saw a whale breach ing and blowing, and gave the loca tion. The captain looked and said he could not see it The mate again announced the fact. The captain said that he "couldn't see qo whale." The mate announced it a third time, whereat the captain said: "Mate, if you thinks you sees a whale you can take a boat and go after him." This the mate accordingly did. It turned out his vision was correct, and proving himself master of the situa tion he soun had alongside a great whale. At this, of course, the cap tain was much gratified. He said: "Mate, you have done well. I shall mention you to the owners. They will return you thanks and maybe a reward." Tbe mate replied: "Captain Jones, I don't want no mention, I don't want no thanks and I don't" want no reward. All I wants Is common civility, and that of the -commonest k|«d."; WP A CtertoM Plant Prodneea the' *0M* Wbtett it KaJCMe. Few people who usi lilexican bam# mocks know anything about the history previous to their arrival In? this country. Large tracts of coun-I try in Yucatan are planted with an| evergreen succulent plant indigenous to the country. It grows well ln|r; stony soil, and requires little «SMWw||j The young shoots are taken from tbet^ mature plant and planted ten oif, twelve feet distant from each other.' This space is necessary because when' mature the leaves are about five feen ^ long, and as they are tipped with a»v T ff ; very sharp point the laborers mustF'^X^ have am pi 3 room to pass between^ ' them. After three years' growth ttM? ̂ ^ firA lea/es are ready to be cut; the.;*,"1 plant continues to yield filament foil ; " ^ about twelve years, after which itl,^, runs to seed. The hemp derived \ ;; from this plant is called "sisal," be* cause it used to be shipped from the! < pert cf Sisal, which was sfterwardt'** abandoned for Progreso, from which place $7,000,000 or $8,000,000 Worth \ii of the fiber is exported every year the ..v greater part being landed in New V York. • f When the mature leaves are cutf " they are carried to the mill, and tbe| "4^ fiber is separated by machinery tron|> ^ the green part of the leaf, which i$.\ J thrown out to serve as fodder for cat* tie, or retuned to the soil as manure. * The natives have primitive ways of, extracting the filament They usd, V a scraper of very hard wood, a foot * long and four inches wida A roundpT^? stick is held obliquely, and between- this and the scraper tbe leaf, prevl* ;r ously split lengthwise in two or three parts, is squeezed. Another methoq^f is to place the leaf on a flat board. and scrape it with a two-handled wooden knife. Working thus the most diligent man can obtain only' twenty-five pounds of filament in a' / day. After the squeezing process the% ^ . filament is spread on trestles out in < the sun to dry and bleach. It is theitV ; made up into bales of 300 or 40(^ , pounds, ready for export or for thf home market to be converted into hammocks, bags, and cordage. These are most important indus tries. Twenty years ago comparav tively few hammocks were made fol ; exportation, but they were, as the|' are yet, the only couch used through^ v* out Yucatan. Beds are, considered ? uncomfortable. The hammocks used . there cost from $2 tc $30 each. Pres* ently came the demand for cbeaf hammocks abroad, and the femalf portion of the community were set tf ^ making something very much coarser " than the work they were accustomef to--hammocks that they themselvei would not have deigned to rest in--* worth 50 or 60 cents when finished.; An expert can make three or four of these hammocks a day, and receive about 12 cents each. This article if ~ sold in New York for from $1 to $3,v --r- Colored hammocks are made by coufr : biningred, blue,' and yellow twinefr the dyes being obtained from natlv# woodR. .. • . 4 ^ • The Tallest Smoke«tael|̂ |.s|̂ ;'̂ '?|| The tallest smokestack in tn|; United States, of which we have anl record, and, perhaps, the ^tallest if the world, designed solely for the pui pose of providing a draught for boil ers, is at Fall River, Mass. It meet the requirements of the entire stear plant of the four new mills of tt Fall River Iron Company. Some idt of its size can be had from the Iollow| ing figures, furnished by the coijr tractor: From the top of the granite foundation to the cap is 350 feet; diameter at the base is 30 feet at th| top 21 feet; the flue is 11 feet: throughout and the entire structuri rests on a solid granite foundation--- 55x30--16 feet deep In its construct tion there were used 1,700,000 bricks^ 2,000 tons of stone, 2,000 barrels o| mortar, 1,000 loads of sand, 1,001» barrels of Portland cement and th|. ^ estimated cost is $40,000. It is a^'-^§! ranged for two flues 9 feet 6 In chat '.j by 6 feat connecting with forty boiK ers, which are to be run in conne<^_ j tion with four tripple-expansion ed* gines of 1,350 horse-power each. I| erecting the immense shaft no ouf> side staging has been used, but as work progressed cross-pieces were set , • i n t o t h e i n n e r w a l l , a n d o n t h e s e p i t platform laid for the time bein$/ All materials were carried up on aft elevator, and self-closing hatches pr$ eluded the danger of either workmej or material falling from above.- timore American. Wbat Some Musicians Barn. Frank Kneteel, who is one of tbl greatest concert-meisters, or leadeit of violins, in the world,has had yeaif of experience, which is the first coi» sideration. He is not alone a great solo performer, but is a ureal lead and orchestra player as well. Wh Mr. Kneisel earns in one year would have kept poor, deaf old Beethovefk in luxury for his lif& Aside froiji tbe actual concert-meister, the o$» cbestra must be equipped with al least two equally as great soloist^ The men who play these in the B04* ton Symphony Orchestra' are said t|f earn $7,000 per annum. The othenr come next in order, and their eari^ ings range from $6,000 to $3,500 pet year. After the first violin com the first 'cello, who is also a gre; soloist His earnings net him $10.0 a year. Tbe five other 'cellists ia this orchestra are also first-class, and their earnings range from $4,000 to $2,000 per annum. The leader of the second violins gets as much as the third solo player, and his place is just as important The other second, violins earn from $40 to $60 per week; The players of the difficult instru* ments are even rarer and harder t#? get than the strings, and are als| well paid. First in line comes th4:. oboe, then the bassoon, the flute, and 2 the clarinet. The leaders of these instruments earn from $2,000 to $3,* : 000 per mmum. f f. «!^SS"v I " Spirits. , - ^ -r£5r*# '̂' It is an old belief of native Ha waiian* that the spirits .of their war* cior chiefs inhabit after death the, bodies of their favorite horses. Ther^ is even now a fine white stallion id which, it is popularly believed, llvef the spirit of Boki, who led a rebellioijp> in Tahiti some years ago At variouf, times this borse, splendidly caparik isoned, is led riderless in statdf*.;4" through tbe principal streets of Honi . - : '5 - i n - f <j > ^ " ̂ 'i M