POTATO £] \ I 8 S S . k£c CCNr* fcoats raised ment l»rown becomes me so. * * should see how gracefully the b wp and down my arms. * * >wo boys were. In a little boat "corvtfJNAncW POPOLI5T PARJlf 0f?fAN AN P WAT SON PAifi-r 0PTYAM AMP SfVMAt V TO A JILT. BYE, POP1 •Wfccu first wo correspond, yon Wrote "Sir;" and I wrote "\jndam"; vtBtyt Hint, was sfhen you know riot me, Kor 1 knew you, from Adam. You yourself "Most faithfully." I ti»iu}rlit it iuexpedieut !T<r3roswor yon 'more warmly then, A»d ('rifled "Your obedient." Bill sorin yon found you know my aunfft Half-tiro! her & German sister, iAnd so wo struck the golden moan • With "DoaV.' ' and "Miss," and "Mr."' One day I Write in terms that seemed To you too billet-doux-ly; •Yon fctruigWfWrtj took me down a peg By signing ? Sir, yours truly." sKext (lay, you feigned compunction and . Used phrases almost fervent. 3 pair! you back, and wrote "Your most (Obedient, humble servaut." "1'onrs always" once 1 tried; but you 1'roved more unkind than clever, Ity riding roughshod o'er my heart ' With *'Pfml n'nie, yours never." This oiltrage tote my soul, and drove Me almost from my senses. Mr answer was typewritten by' ; . , My gifi amanuensis. Oae-e more yori grew"Affectionate," ; And I. replitkl "Sincerely"; You 'pocketed', jour pride, and signed Your next one "Alice" merely. 'And then T gave myself away" With. • 'Angel," "Sweetheart," "God- ' ; dess," 'And.little dreamed the heart was false That I*-at. bo: oath your bodice. But when at la^t I sign myself "Your destined caro sposo," Yon calmly wr.te nf?^ say you nev- Kr led me to suppose so. I ask you what did "Alice" mean? Why, when I called you Venus A month ago, you did not say That there was naught between us? Yes, e'en the wc rm will turn, and free His limbs from silken fetters. I sign myself "et cetera." r . S.-'-Herewith your letters. --Chambers' Journal. "AFTER THE TWI LIGHT-DARKNESS." Oh boitrd Eastern Express just out from Sau Francisco, Aug. 27. My I>ear Mabel: This is a queer place to write from--a shaky, jolty railway car, but I am determined to-day that you shall be neglected no longer. It is really the "first time I have been allowed to write at all since I was ill, but for several "days they would ask me, each morning. If I had any word to send papa. Poor papa, away off in Russia, having such fl splendid time--and now they have cabled him to come home! I can't think why they should have done it, because I am almost well again, and it isn't too late even yet to stop him at London. > i spoke to Uncle John about it this Irioniing. and he only said."Never mind, my dear, he will be ready to Come now. J ibiuk; besides, I need him here." What in the world he can need him foi ls more than I can see, for he and papa •have hardly spoken to each other in twenty years UAiid. Mabel, just fancy Uncle John- stiff old Uncle John--calling me "my dear!" Why, I think the world must ,\e wming io an end. * * * Oil! Ulat sound of the sea; how I loathe it! Nljjht and day. for nine weeks, it lias been iu my ears, and now I am flying from 9t up into the mountains as fast as this train can run. I^Uncle John said I was not strong enough to take the trip alone, and in sisted on accompanying inc. and I nev er saw anyone more attentive. He in troduced a Dr. Farnsworth. of Phila delphia. to me just as we started off. and it seems that he is to be our travel ing companion. But uncle has been so kind. I think my widow's cap has ap pealed to him, for during all my sick ness he visited me every day and brought, quantities of doctors to see me. This Dr. Farnsworth is very gentle manly. but a little too observing at times. I Ihink. For instance, as we passed.-a little lake this morning and stopped close to the beach the noise of the ripples upon the sand brought back that dreadful sound of the sea, and then a boat glided suddenly by, which put me into almost a terror. I suppose I showed it, for uncle instantly crossed to my seat and put his arm around me. as if to reassure me, while the doctor watched me with the eye of a hawk. *nd then wrote something in a little notebook--a professional act, no doubt, but not an over-polite one. It seems as though they could not do enough for me and I am never left alone. On one pretext or another, uncle or the doctor is always with nie. and «uce. when we stopped for luncheon and they both left the car, the Pullman conductor came and seated himself opposite me for a chat which lasted un til the others returned. He was not in the least familiar, even refusing, in a ; most polite way, to raise the windows-- •Which I had been unable to do, because of some peculiar fastening m>on theni-- Baying the dust would "make it un bearable." I wish uncle hadn't taken this stateroom fur me. one seems so much freer in the outer car. Janet, my maid-- u*cie engaged her during my illness-- is with me, and I can hardly drive her out of my sight. We are to wait at a pretty, retired lit tle village near the summit of the mountains until papa returns. He will meet us there and go home with us. * * * I wish you could see the traveling dress I have ou It is dark brown and with such queer figures on it--like little about two Inches long, with a pattern running in bars across ft. At first I hated the sight of the little boats, but I am getting used to •tliem now. Uncle could not see how the figures resembled boats, but I cut one out of sleeve and made him look closely at He put his hand to hie eyes a mo- as lie took it--to conceal a laugh, ••I suppose--a^l then I remembered •that I ha<l tonfcfrff a part of the skirt the day before to shorty Janet, and this aprobably is wliy be went to her at once. * - * * But not to please Janet, nor uncle either, will I change this dress-- me so. * You how gracefully the boats sail * My * • » How glassy green the water, looked aa it poured oVer. * * * ~ I- got ahead of Janet a few minutes ago and ran out: on to the platform. Oh it was so cool I One of my shoes as I tluug it away, nearly struck a man standing by a crossing. Janet laughed and gave mo some light slippers to put on. The doctor told me some'gay stories, lie is very amusing. Uncle has not been with me since he carried me in from the platform. , Little Yirgiuie Hofinann brought me a pink conclishell she is carrying home --"to listen to," she said. She used to be with me so,much at the beach, and I like her, but she must not torment me by wanting me to listen to that awful sea sound, so I smashed the slioll against the steam-heating pipes, and uncle came bounding in. No one said anything, but Vlrginie cried, so I gath ered the pieces into my lap and carried them in my dress to her seat and threw them upon the car floor. Some of the pieces are very pretty,.and she and I played with them quite a while. * * * It frightens me to watch the boats run around on my dress! When they Strike that raised pattern they tip so horribly that I can hardly keep from screaming out--and then I push them back where they can saii about with less danger. * * * Did you ever see a boat capsize and. hear the wild cry for help, or watch the stiff fingers raking the wa ter?--and then those dreadful bubbles above the sweet lips. * * * Some of the boats, are too heavily loaded. I al way's knew it, and so I watch them. * * Aug, 31.--Our destination at last Such a time a# we had on leaving the train. Janet insisted on ray wearin my gray duster, but it was so silly to put it on at the very end of the journey. I tore it iu pieces. She slipped a sort of canvas jacket on me that was tight and hurt my arms whenever I moved them, but uncle got me into a carriage at once, and we were soon at our jour ney's end. Sept. 5.--I have a funny room here at Dr. Holden's--strange how many doc tors I run against! Uncle has rooms across the street. Although we have been here nearly a week, he has not yet been here to see nie. No doubt he thinks he has done his duty in getting me safe ly here, and possibly has gone back to Sau Francisco. Janet brings my meal.t to me. for they all say I am not strong enough to go downstairs yet. I have never seen such dishes--plates, cups and saucers, and even the spoons, of paper! My meat i.s cut in pieces for me. Not a sign of a knife or fork, not even a glass. * * * Twice Janet has tried to steal my brown dress, but she shall not have it. I push it through one of the windows at night now, and hang it by a line string to a nail In the,sill. It makes me shriek with laughter to see her hunting lor it. * * » Mynpoom has no door except the one that leads into hers--a queer arrangement--and mirrt»«seems so bare. The bed is simply three ma tresses, one upon the other, but quite comfortable. Janet has the rest of the furniture in her room.- Whether this lounge--upon which I am sitting for want of a chair--is immensely heavy or is nailed to the floor. I cannot tell--but 1 miss my table" more than anything. Yesterday, you see, I stood up on it a minute to get a look our of these absurdly high,narrow Y»'indows--I could not possibly squeeze through them. On the north side is a horizontal slit look ing into a narrow hall two stories high and roofed with.glass. Well, as I stood there, the table gave way a little and I jumped to the floor, twisted the legs oBf the crazy thing and flung them into the hall. I laughed till I cried to hear them go crashing through that glass roof. * * * The boats keep darting around my shoulders! How they rock, and how the facts of the children upon them drip. drip. * 15 * I have sat here all day long, keeping them away from that raised pattern. * * 3 It is wicked to load them so--and no lifebelts. * * * I shall soon have all these boats torn off my dress. I pick and pick around each one until it falls out then put them on the floor and get down on my hands and knees to blow them along. 1 blow very gently that they may not be driven far from shore; then the chil dren can sail right to the pier without being carried-.out to drip and dry upon the sand. « * « Papa came yesterday. I have forgot ten what day it is. * * * I was blow ing je boats about when he came,! and wa so afraid one would pitch "over tha I did not get up to speak to him, but. crawled along the floor to where he was standing, holding the boat level as I went, and jested .it against his shoe. lie did not speak nor move, but kept staring at me as if lie saw a ghost. My dross was so torn and ragged! * * * "See. papa," I said, " 'My boat, my bonny boat! My boat, you shall not find none fairer afloat In river or port. ' " GOOD M , W/Tl BRYAN'S SPREAD-EAGLE SENSE. NON- A careful reading of Mr. Bryan's "great, speech" before the Chicago con vention" utterly fails to disclose any rational explanation of the influence it had upon his auditors. It did not con tain a new fact nor a new argument; it was full from beginning to cud "of assumptions, assertions, misstate ments, oft-exploded economic fallacies, flowers of. rhetoric and faulty reason ing. Good vociferation, a pleasing stage manner and an alleged personal "magnetism" do not constitute an ar gument and they prove nothing. Dis raeli characterized Gladstone as mere ly "a sophistical declaimer intoxicated with the exuberance of his own verbos ity." That "verbosity" is the distin guishing feature of Bryan's talk will be the verdict of intelligent readers, though it clearly exerted a marked In fluence upon the third and fourth rate men comprising the large majority of the members of the convention, just as "sound and fur;* signifying nothing" so often sways a congregation of color ed people in a Southern camp-meet ing. It is claimed that Bryan really owed his nomination to the closing words of his peroration (unless, an is also asserted, the convention bosses, I Tillman and Altgeid. had determined j upon this nomination three months j ago). These closing ^vords were: """"We- shall answer their deinand.4~for a sold standard by saying to them: 'You shall not press down upon the brow of labor this crown of thorns. You shall not crucify mankind upon a cross of cold. ' " ing rhetorical moonshine, the mud dling aroma exhaled from socialistic and anarchistic insinuations, and the hysterical huzzas of a mob of irrational beings, even under the name of a po litical convention, reveal their nothing ness when rationally considered, or when viewed in the light of the facts and truths to which we here call atten tion.--Pullman Journal. McKinley to Labor. Whenever the workingnien of the United States--I mean skilled and un skilled laboring men--whenever they are ready to work for the same wages, the same low wages that are paid their rivals on the other side, their rivals in England, in Germany, in Belgium, and in France, engaged in the same oc cupation. whenever they are ready for 1hat. which - I hope and believe will never be. then we are ready for the free-trade doctrines of the Democratic party. .It is a question that adtUvsses itself to the bone and sinew of the United States; it is a question for the workingnien to'determine.--Hon. Will iam McKinley.. A Lesson for Farmers. They have cut my hair quite close to my head. . W -life. If they try to tie my hands again to night. I shall scream,vand scream, and scream. * * » Ami the boats sail on. * * *--San Francisco .\rgonaut. Indiscreet Kindness. Miss Peggy Watson, a village notable in her days, always tried to say tile pleasantest things she could; she ad mired and praised, and did all in .her power to make people happy. She was afraid that Mrs. Bell -felt sensitive about being deaf, so when she sat near lief one day at the sew ing society, she said, smiling; "I don't think you're very deaf, Mrs. Berry." • "What did you sayasked Mrs. Berry. - "I don't ijtliink you're very deaf!" re peated Miss Peggy, somewhat louder. "I don't understand you," said Mrs. Berry, becoming nervous. 4 I don't think you're very deaf!" cried Miss Peggy, in a loud, high voice "Please say that again," urged poor Mrs. Berry. And then11 Miss Peggy, with the kind est of intentions, had fairly to shout in her friend's ear: "I don't think you're very deaf!" Where We Get It . Mrs. Glucose--Do you spend ;your summer in tlif country? ' ' " ilrs. •Van' Mark-Yes, but always near the railroad. Mrs. Glucose--Why is tliat? . Mrs. Van Mark--To have fresh fruit sent out from the city ^every day. ] Washington Times. applauded no matter they afford sufficiently substantial basis for a candidacy for the mosi responsible po litical.position on earth. The metaphor reminds us of an Irish member of par liament. condemning the government or its policy concerning the income tax: "They'll keep cutting the wool off tho sheep that lays the golden eggs until they pump it dry." This implied comparison of the or dinary laborer to the Son of God savors the grotesque, if not of the profane'. ' At best the simile is an outrage upon rhetoric. For. admitting the rhetorically ab surd assumption of torture and death as a metallurigical possibility, only in the unschooled imagination of "boy orators" is gold used in the manufac ture of crowns of thorns; would it or could it be easier to be broken, torn, and bruised on a silver rack or wheel than it would be to en dure crucifixion upon "a cross of gold?" The days for crucitixioii long since pass ed away. If any one needed crucify ing to-day a plain cross of pine would best serve for the purpose. In an at tempt to construct "a cross of gold" would we not encounter difficulties similar to those met by Aaron when he built the "golden calf?" Logically, the challenge is no less absurd. No one is demanding a "gold standard." as that standard has ex isted for over half a century and the outcome of the commercial ne cessities of the commercial world, and i.s not a product of legislation, national or international, anil is a matter out side the province of legislation, a mat ter which legislation cannot change any more than it can change a natural law. Suf/rf~7TNbMnand would be as senseless ass deinunils that grass shall row. th(n/the shall shine, that water shall run down hill, or that the Dutch shall be permitted to occupy Holland. Historically, the insinuation is no less hypercritical. Is the best money of the world, money of highest as well as of universal purchasing power, a crown of thorns for labor? If "mankind is crucified" in "gold standard"' England. France and Ger many. what word will fitly character ize tlie workingman's condition in pov erty stricken but0"free silver" Central America, Peru. Mexico and Japan? Really is not Bryan's iridescent and widely h'ralded perorption simply a vocabulistic embodiment of the quintessence of sublimated non sense? From 1-STO to IXIVJ we en joyed pne of the most prosperous pe riods in the history of this country. Labor was almost universally employ ed and well paid. ()w, crops were large and our home and foreign mar kets all that could lie desired, our for eign trade, being -immense. And this prosperity was all based upon the con fidence which everybody felt that our gold money, and our paper money se cured by it, constituted actual money all over the world as well as at home. The peoples of' other countries had the fullest confidence in our business honor and integrity. What we need to-day,' above all other things, is a full restoration of that confidence un der which we might prosper as in the jtears to which we refer. Breezy dee- j tarnation,, illogical utterances, captivat- 1892. clothing choappr; and in order that our woolen manufacturers, unburdened by a tax upon foreign wool, and unbur dened by like-tax upon home grown wool--if they pay an increased price now--niay manufacture for a wider market."--Hon. Win. J. Bryan, in Con gress.. ' • An Old Loan Scheme Revived. "Down at their seventhly the straight- out pops demand that a law be passed authorizing Government to loan to citi zens money on all landed property to the extent of two-thirds of its assess ed value, the loans to be secured by mortgage which shall run for not less than five nor more than ten years? to any one citizen, at a rate of interest not to exceed 11 per cent, per annum. As if this were not bad enough in itself, the eighthly gives a finishing blow. It proposes that the Government shall loan money to municipal corporations for the purpose of public improvement to the extent of one-third of the assess ed valuation ^»f the taxable property in the corporation. Such loans would draw Only interest enough to pay the cost of their issue and would be paid back in annual installments;coach in stallment not to exceed -1 per cent, of the sum loanedi. - Under a combination of laws framed in accordance with the demands of seventhly hnd eighthly it would be pos sible to so plaster the property in any municipality with mortgages and mu nicipal indebtedness that the chief con cern of property owners ultimately would be to get out from under, Of course, all local taxes, would go on' just the same. Money, would-be re quired to support the public schools', to pay the salaries of city 'officials, and to meet the many other ordinary needfc of the municipal government. Mean time, also, the currency would depre ciate in value rapidly. Suc.ii was the experience under the loan system of the colonics, and it is to that miserable expedient, which' was demonstrated to lie all fraud and error, that these "re formers" would resort now. Hiator.r of A-rrici i l tnre. One of the great lessons of history is that agriculture cannot rise to its highest perfection and reach its fullest development without the aid of com merce, manufactures, and mechanical arts. All are essential to the healthy growth and highest advancement of the others; ihe progress of one insures the prosperity of .another. There are no conflicts, there- should be no antag onisms. They are indispensable to each other. Whatever enfeebles one is cer tain to cripple the jest. -Hon. William McKinley. Bryan Wants Free-Trade. "When Michigan iron ore is placed on the free list. Alabama ore is placed there also; when Pennsylvania coal is placed on the free list. West Virginia coal is placed there also; when the rough lumber of Maine and Wisconsin is placed upon the free list, the rough lumber of North Carolina and Georgia is placed there also."--Hon. Wm. J. Bryan, in Congress. A Hundred Millions Lo«<t. The "tariff for revenue only" of tiie free-traders brought .^lOlM'To.TOl less money into the Treasury during tlie ;irst twenty-two month's of its opera tion ilian the McKinley tariff did dur ing its first twenty-two months. Japanese Are Workers. On - thing characterizes the Japanese, be he student, merchant, shopkeeper, artisan, or worker, and that is intensity of application. Work, occupation, toil, is not regarded as a hardship, but as the natural condition of life. 1SJW, Bryan Ajiainft Wool Clrow^r"*. "Wool, for instance, is the chief raw material in the woolen industry, and it lias been placed upon the free list. Whether the tariff on wool lias raised the price «f wool to the sheep grower above the point it would have reached without a tariff, is a question which ha.s been discussed rather than settled. Speaking for myself, it is immaterial Polit ical Potpourri . Every time Democracy is born again, it. is liorn worse. The people discuss finance, but they demand protection. The people a sic for work and Democ racy offers them wind. Sewall. the bank president, standing on a platform denouncing banks, is one of the humors of the situation. Unless you support the business in-. tcrests of the country there will never be business enough to support you. The Populists object to Sewall be cause lie is rich; but the Democrats love him for .his ability to pay cam paign expenses. McKiuley's heroic service during the war shows the stuff lie is made' 'of, and the people will vote for him because they have confidence in him. International bimetallism is the mid dle of the road between the silver ex tremists and the gold extremists, and the Republican party holds it. All classes of farmers have felt the depression caused by the overthrow of the protective system, and as a con sequence the Populist as well as the in my judgment whether the sheep ! Democratic party will see many of its grower receives, any benefit from t he j members cast a straight vote ou elec- tariff or not. Whether he does or does tion day for McKinley and protection. not. whether the wool manufacturer collects a compensatory duty from the consumer of woolen goods and pays it over-to the wool grower, or doesn't col lect it at all, and therefore does not need it, I am for free wool, in order that the vast majority of people who do not raise sheep, but who do need warm clothing to protect them from the blasts of winter, may have their "The platform adopted at. Chicago," says Gen. Sickles, "is one that makes nie choose between my party and my country, as 1 did in I8(i1. and no party lias a right to claim what belongs to one's country." There are" thousands of loyal Democrats wiio take the same view of the situation, and whose votes will be cast for the protection of the na tional honor. IN THE NATIONAL POLITICAL MUSEUM. LAST IMPERIAL VICTORY. Napoleon's Battle Against the Atliea at. Dresden. « \ Oil the 25tli. a's he passed Bautzeji, he learned that Oudinot had been defeated at Luckaii:"but he^gave no heed to the report, and next day he reached Dres den at nine in the morning. An hour later the guard capiq up, having per formed the almost incredible feat of marching seventy-six miles in three days. Yandainiiie, with 40,000 men. bad reached Plrna, a few miles above the city, and St. Cyr was drawing In behind the temporary fortifications of Dresden. The head of Napoleon's defens ive line was to be kept at any cost. The enemy, too, was at hand, but they had no plan. In a council or war held by them the same morning there was <a protracted debate, and finally Moreau's advice to advance in seven columns was taken. He refused to "fight against his country, '* but explained that the French could never be conquered In mass, and that if ojne assailing column were crushed the rest could still push on. '••. - •«'•; f Ibis .Ong deliberation cost the allies their opportunity, for at four in the afternoon, when they attacked, the mass of the French army had crossed the Elbe and completed the garrison of the city. For two hours the fighting was fierce and stubborn; from three different sides, Russians. Austrians and Prussians, each made substantial gains; at six Napoleon determined to throw in his guard. With fine prompt ness Mor tier, with two divisions of the young guard, sallied forth against, the Russians, and, fighting until midnight, drove theni beyond the hamlet of Strie- fen. St. Cyr dislodged the Prussians and pusjied them to Strebla, while Ney, with two divl^pns of the young guard, threw, a portion, of the Austrians into Phuien, and Murat, with two divisions of infantry and Latour-Maubourg's cav alry, cleared.the suburb Frjedrichstadt of the rest. Napoleon, alert and ubiqui tous, then made his usual round, and knew when he.retired to rest that with 70,000 men or boys lie had repulsed 150,- 000 of his foe. His inspiriting personal work might be calculated as worth 80,- 000 of his opponents' best men. That night both Marmont and Victor, with their corps, entered the clty;<ttnd Van- damme in the early dawn began to bombard Pirna, thus drawing away forces from the allies to hold that out post. yJ The morning of tSlie 27th opened in a tempest of wind and rain, a fact which is considered as having been most ad vantageous to the French, since it ena bled them to hide their movements, and interfered with their enemy's guns and ammunition. In any case, the sec ond day's fighting was more disastrous to the allies than the first. At six botji sides were arrayed. On the French right Victor and Latour-Maubourg; then Marmont; then the old guard, and Ney, with two divisions of the young guard; next St. Cyr. with Mortier on the left. Opposite stood Russians. Prus sians and Austrians, in the same rela tive positions, on higher ground, encir cling the French all the way westward and around by the south to Plauen; be tween their center and left was reserv ed a gap for the Austrians under Kle- nau. who were coming up from Tliar- andt in the blinding storm, and were overdue. At seven began the artillery fire of the young guard, but before long It ceased for an instant, since the gun nel's found the enemy's Hue too high for the elevation of their guns. "Con tinue." came swiftly the Emperor's or der; "we must occupy the attention of the enemy on that.spot." The ruse succeeded; at ten Murat dashed througli the apparently unno ticed gap, and, turning westward to ward the Elbe, killed or captured all who composed the enemy's extreme left. The garrison of Pirna stood firm until afternoon, and then retreated to- ward Peterswald. Elsewhere there was continuous lighting, but the French merely held their own. Napoleon loung ed all day in a curious apathy before his camp-fire, his condition being ap parently due to the incipient stages of a digestive disorder. Early in the after noon Sellwarzenberg heard of Murat's great charge, hut he still held firm. When, however, the flight from Pirna was announced, he prepared to retreat, and at live his columns were slowly withdrawing from the conflict. By six Napoleon was aware that the conflict was over, and, mounting his horse, he trotted listlessly to the palace, his old gray overcoat and hood streaming with rain.--Century. -Chicago. Tribune. Bursting Fly-Wheels. The bursting of a fly wheel is almost unheard of in England, notwithstand ing the high speed engines we now have running, yet in the United .States fly wheel casualties have become a matter of weekly report. In England we have many thousands of high speed cast iron fly wheels and very large wheels up to sixty tons weight running with very high periphery speed, and they all run safely^ and yet in the States they say; "The sudden advent of the electrical ap paratus and. its high speeds: found peo ple making fly wheels of cast iron, with a narrow factor of safety, or. indeed, no factor of safety at all, if we consider the impossibility of detecting inherent strains and imperfections iu this mate rial. No one can know the value of material molded into form at a tem perature of 2,000 degrees and then cool ed down to a 40th of this temperature, nor can they judge internal structure by surface iudicatjons. The fact is that cast iron is not suitable ' .material for fly wheels that are to be driven at high speed, nor is it-necessary to make them of this material. There is- not even the claim of cheapness in their favor, if tiie methods of making such wheels of wrought iron and steel were once work ed out." Twenty years ago a Scotch firm, who had to make a large fly wheel for a spinning mill, riveted up a box rim, made from rolled plates, and filled it with cemented masonry or "grout," and did a very sensible thing.--J.ondon En gineer. Fire Burns Thlrty-SKlRlit Years. There is a burning coal mine ac Sum mit Hill, near, the Towfi of Maucu Chunk. Tiie fire, which was started by a tiny accident. ' lias raged in this mine since 1858, and all the trials at extinguishing it have failed. A SPANISH FETEE. One No Longer; Hears the Guitar an4 the Castanets.- Another time ,we went down to-a fet» In the Plaza Nueva, the square in fronl of the governpx general's palace at th« foot of the bill. It was held after dark, which was an inducement for ps tc go. Tne waiters, from whom we got all the gossip we ever heard, s&Jd thkt it had something to do with Columbus; it might be the little affair of the egg, the discovery of America, or his own death, or anything else, for all they knew or cared. The celebration itself did not help to explain matters. Lan terns hung from every-tree in the plaza. There was a crowd of "water-carriers, and donkeys, and women, and priests, and children, and soldiers, and men selling big round cakes that looked lilte- undersized NewEuglamlpies with noth ing inside.' Rockets^were"Tet off at rare, intervals, and a band, all drums and cymbals, played with Just such a brazen, barbarous beating and clashing as the Moors must have made as they marched past to one of their periodical musters in the Vivarrambla. That was all, so that the connection with Colum bus was not very obvious. ' . - • ,*< ' But the prettiest part of the pageant was on our way back, when at the top of the Calle do ios Ciomeres, we saw a group of girls in the gateway, a 'White barricade against tl;e darkness of the wood: They broke away, danc ing as we came, and we followed them up the steepest of the three parting roads in .pursuit of a distant sound of music. The scene held out promise of the traditional Spanish night attuned to the click of castanets and the thruid- ming of guitars. But within the Aj- hambra's inelosure we found nothing more romantic than a man with an ac cordion, and a few couples waltzing under tiie trees. For the national dance and song the stranger must, go to the show held by guides and gypsies some where on the Albaycin; it is supposed to be improper, though it is at the most only stupid, and for this you must pay in pesetas. But never once in Oranada's.. open streets and courts, or in those of any other Andalusian town, did we hear the castanets and guitars that play so seductively through the Andalusia, of romance and Murray. That they should still be expected really shows how bard tradition dies. "Am L then, come in to Spain to hear Jiumstrums and hurdy- gurdies?" BeekfWd asked indignantly a hundred years ago. But every,'new traveler goes to the country, sure that for him. at least, there will be the sweet strumming and mad fandango all the long Southern night under the stars.-- Century., We would, hate to lie a summer girl and visit in Tppeka, and he compelled to kiss all the women over there. Freaks of Photography. 1 have read, with the comments there in. the account of the spirit photograph ing of a child's foot upon a window glass. I have something equally strange to offer. My father-in-law, Emanuel Uyder, lives a trifle over two miles north and east of here, lie and hiw family are standi spiritualists." In the fall of 1870 they,had a valuable horse called Nellie, which was quite a favor ite. It took sick with colic, I think, and just before it died sat upon its haunch es with the forelegs hanging down, then dropped over dead. Although, the day was clear the sun did not shine on tliat (the west) side of the house, a few rods from which, in front of a window, the horse died. About five months afterward the low er right-hand pane of glass in the Iow^r sash of that .window began to look smoky, and when the sun shone direct on the glass the correct picture of the horse was depicted in the sitting pos ture mentioned. This remained so for ten years. In the fall of 1889 the glass became clear and the picture faded away, and in place were five diagonal lines, which remained about six months and disappeared. The glass began to look cloudy or smoky again, and the profile of the horse appeared as before, end is there to this day. It does not look like a flaw in the glass, but as if jdctured iu the glass. When the sun does shine in a direct line on the glass ;he image cannot be seen, but in the night, if a light is held against the win- low. it can be seen by a person on tho outside, and vice versa. This picture has been seen by hundreds and is ap parently a l 'nystery to everybody. The fact of this phenomenon remains just the same, but the query is open for an swer; How, why and by what was tho picture of that dying horse photograph ed'-on that window pane?--Nye, Ore., letter to the Progressive Thinker. Why Southern Towns Do Not Flourish "Southern towns do not flourish, in a great many instances, merely on ac count of a selfish and old-fashioned government," says the West Point Forum, and it contends that city offi cers should comprise the most vigorous ly progressive business men of a town-- men who realize that anything that is a public benefit is readily appreciated by an investor, consequently enhancing the value of all properties in the entire community. Many Southern towns are ten years behind what they should be, merely because oflieiaJs try to be econ omizing. and are not bf Sufficient brain capacity to realize that a few hundred or thousand dollars spent woutffMe u most economical measure. Loneliness of Arctic Ice Fields. On these island hunting trips an om inous silence reigned. We were then having alternate day, and nighf. and the spirit of t he apppo^el(ii^f months of darkness seemed toJbolfl• the day in thrali. The weird desolation and lone liness of the great peaks; the Intermina ble ice-caps, lustrous and cold Under the gray waste of cloud; the wide, mossy stretches, thick-set with irregu lar boulders of many hues, and thickly starred with white, pink, purple and yellow flowers; the absence of Hfe; tfie windless hush--all these wove a web of awe about one's mental perceptions, and made the world in which we walk ed seem a part of strange dreams.-- Century. A Projected Railway.-' ,, The survey of the volcano Popocate petl. Mexico, for the purpose of deter mining the best location for an aerial cable railway to the summit, lias just been completed. This new railway will be a great attraction to the tourists, who will now be able to make the as cent to the summit. 18,000 feet above the sea, and also descend to the crater, where the process of extracting sulphur ip being carried out