.» ^ r. tv*.* *»?* !s'£ t* '^vo - py- i'lji* --•• '• w -- A WORD AT PARTINO. " I know mv lriond, W»MW have lieen iovern, but iclien we Otithose «««!( Hinimrr Ihiuth shall find tW end. Aivl 'li ro shall 1>« A. courteous close to &H our pleasant BpoMb; Wtt*>u you go out into the litim iuf? crowd, Tto battle with a warrior fron-lirowotl. 3f« all tho -R-arMIy Mesons* t»biek; ya« claim, Wealth, power nod famo, •Things wh-eb I du not cr«v<.> and cannot I*ca; iwmxter if your heiirt will b-*at t he flame, Will beat as oven and hs tranquilly An ay from roc? If, when you ftnil your separate life once Twill be as whole and happy as before? It may l>e bo Ambition haa'broad leaves-which overgTOW 31m feebler heart-plant 8 blooming ainaU tna .low, And yet. I think*-, When time, or ch>mge, or both, have snapped the line Which holds ne'er no lightly heart to bean, When yon have found out new and pleasant ways From those apar\ flare loved (air women an I have known great wen, Itobaim grown great yourself, ana tistea praise, Oeapite the rosv ties which bound you then. 5fou will look bark to these tame. quiet de®*1 With tlitK, titinnge pain ; And haply in your dreaming think of me Half mournfully. Saying while all stiwguiudiag witcheries seem dull and vain. r And beauty's futile and flattery's ministries, l/ose, for the time.) heir hold on heart and brain, •••Ah, me! how litt le she was like to these! Would I could look upon that face again!" MOXSIEI'U 111'WIS. The war was over: the Germans oc cupied France; the country panted like a vanquished wrestler fallen un der the knee of his conquerer. From a disturbed, famished, des pairing Paris, the first trains were coming, going to the now frontiers, crossing slowly the fields ajul the vil lages. The first travellers looked out from the windows on ruined plains and burned hamlets. Before the doors of the houses still standing, Prussian soldiers, wearing their black helmets with copper spikes, astride the chairs, other, were smoking their pipes. J Others were working or conversing as though they were a part of the family. Passing through the town?, entire regiments were seen manueuv ring on the squares, and despite the noise of the train, hoarse commands frequently were heard. Mr. Dubuis, who was a part of the National Guard during the entire siege, was going to join in Switzer land his wife and daughter,prudently sent abroad before the invasion. Famine and fatigue had not di minished his great paunch of a rich and peaceful merchant. He had en dured the terrible emergencies with a grieved resignation and bitter phrases on the wildness of men. Now that he was gaining the frontier, the war enaed, he for the first time saw Prus sians, though he had done his duty on the ramparts, and mounted guard through the cold niglus. He looked with an angry terror at these armed i pain The train whistled, slowing Its movement. Tney were passing be fore the burned buildings of a sta» tion. Then they stopped wholly, The German opened the door and taking Monsieur Dubuis by the arm: ••Go do iuy errand. Quick, quick!" A Prussian detachment occupied the station. Other soldiers looked on. standing along the wooden gates. The engine already whistled our de parture. Then, suddenly, Monsieur Dubuis jumped out on the platform, and spite of the gestures of the sta tion-master, threw himself into the adjoining compartment. lie was alone. He opened his waist-coat, his heart beat so, and panting for breath, he wiped his fore head. The train stopped at a station. And iinniediateiy the officer appeared at the door and got in, followed soou by the two Englishmen, whom curi osity impelled. The German sat down opposite the Frenchman, and, still laughing: "You did not Wish to do my er rand.'• Monsieur Dubuis replica: *'No sir" The train was just starting: The officer said: "I'm going to cut off your mustache to fill my pipe with." And he put out his hand towards his neighbor's face. The Englishman, still impassible, looked on with eyes fixed. Already the German had taken a pinch of hair, and pulled upon it, when Monsieur Dubuis, with the back of his hand raised his arm, and seiz ing him by the collar, threw him back on the bench. Then, insane with anger, his temples swelled, his eyes bloodshot, still strangling him with one hand, he began with the clinched. to furiously pound on his face. The Prussian struggled, tried to draw his sabre, to hug his adversary lying on him! But Monsieur Dubuis was crushing him with the enormous weight of his stomach, and pounded, pounded with out rest, without taking breath, with* out knowing where his blows fell. Blood ran. The German strangled, rattled in his throat, spit out his teeth, tried, but in vain, to throw off this enraged fat man who was killing him. The Englishmen got up and drew nearer to see better. They remained standing full of mirth and curiositv, ready to talk for against either of the combatants. And suddenly Monsieur Dubois, ex hausted by such an effort, got up and sat down again without saying a word. The Prussian did not throw himself upon him, he was so fright- cne.l, stupid with astonishment and When he had caught his THE D>CDAL BAKTW. and bearded men, installed as if at home on the soil of France, and he felt in his soul a sort of fever of powerless patriotism. In his compartment two English men, come to see, looked on with quiet and curious eyes. Both of them also weie fat. and conversed in their J cwn language, sometimes running | over their guide-book, which they read j aloud while trying to recognize the j places indicated. All at once, the train having stop-1 ped at the station of a little town, a ' Prussian officer, with a great noise of j bis sabre, got up on the double foot- board of the car. He was-tall, close-; buttoned in his uniform and bearded { ko the eyes. His red hair seemed to j flame, and his long mustaches, paler j than his hair, flashed out from both i •ides of his fa/ce, which they cut across. . • The Englishmen at once began to j iraze at him with smiles of gratified j curiositv, while Monsieur Dubuis made j believe read a newspaper. He crouched down in his corner like a thief in ! presence of a police officer. j The &raia commenced moving. The Englishmen continued to con- j verse, to seek for the precise places of ' the battles, and suddenly, as one ot i them stretched his arm toward the! horizon, pointing out a village, the j Prussian officer said in French, i stretching out his long legs and lean-! tog backward: j "I killed twelve Frenchmen in that I ^village; I took more than a hundred {prisoners." breath, he said: "If you will not give me satisfaction with the pistol, I will kill you." * Monsieur Dubuis answered: "When you like. That suits me." •'The German went on: "Hiere is the city of Strasburg. I will take two officers for seconds. 1 have time enough before the train starts again." Monsieur Dubuis, who was puffing like the engine, said to the English men: "Will you be my seconds?" Both answered together: "Ah, yes." And the train stopped. In a moment the Prussian had found two comrades who brought pis tols, and they reached the ramparts. The Englishmen incessantly pulled out their watches, hurrying their steps, hastening the preparations, anxious about the time lest they should miss the train. Monsieur Dubuis bad never tired a pistol. They placed him at twenty paces from his enemy. They asked him: "Are you ready?" In answering "yes, sir," he noticed that one of the Englishmen had opened his umbrella to keep the sun off. A voice ordered: "Fire!" Monsieur Dubuis fired, at chance, without waiting, and with stupor saw the Prussian standing opposite him stagger, throw up his arms and fall stiff on his nose. He had killed him. One of the Englishmen cried out "Ah!" vibrating with jov, with sat isfied curiositv and happy impatience. The other, still holding his watch in The Englishman quite interested, j his hand, siezed Monsieur Dubuis by &sked at once "Ah: What is the name of this tillage?" The Prussian answered, "Phars- <burg." He went on: f *"1 tpok these blackguards of French- tinen by the ears," and laughing proudly in his hair, he looked at Mon sieur Dubuis. The train went on, passing through some occupied hamlets. The Ger man soldiers were seen along the Toads, at the edge of the fields, stand ing in the corners of the pates, or •conversing before the cafes. They covered the ground like the locusts vot Africa. The officer held out his hand. •"If I had the command, I would . . Tnrve taken Paris and burned every thing and killed everybody. No more France," the arm and dragged him, at a gym nastic step, to the station. • The first Englishman set the pace while running, fists closed and elbows* tight to the body: "One, two; one, two." And all three abreast, trotted, de spite their stomachs, like three cari catures of a comic journal. The train was starting. They jumped into their car. Then the Englishmen, taking off their travel ing caps, raised and shook them, then, three times in succession. 'Hip, hip, hip, hurrah!" Then gravely, one after the other, they held out their hand to Monsieur Dubuis, and turned back to sit down side by side in their corner.--Home and Country. An Interesting Talk Abont the Origin nnd BlrtH or The Planet We LlveOn. Accepting the theory of astrono mers that our sun and the millions of other suns were evolved from masses of nebulous matter, wc should like to know hew the earth and the rest of our sun's planetary brood came into existence. The Bible tells us some thing about the earth's infancy, and inferentially about the other planets. "The earth was without lorm and void," we are told. There was no di- Usion of land and water-^-nothing nut darkness and chaos. This agrees with well-known scientific facts. Geology takes us back to the time when land and water began to take form as we see them now. But we should like to know some thing about the earth's history far ther ijack than the Bible and geology take us. We are Satisfied with the evidence as to its childhood, but when and where was our dear old earth born? How came the sun's eight t>lanets, and the little asteroids, to be made into balls and placed outward in space at distances ranging from 3.», 000,000 to 3,000,000,000 miles from the parent sun? Even the astrono mers do not pretend to ^ay positively how this mighty work of world-mak ing was accomplished, but some of them have a theory that seems plaus ible and that fully harmonizes with demonstrated facts. Whao are called spiral nebulae- nebulous bodies which are evidently rotating or whirling, have lately been studied with greater care and minute ness than ever before. It seems prob able that these spirals indicate a stage in which masses of nebulous matter begin to concentrate and be gin the initial work of making a star system after the manner of our solar system. The attraction of nebulae, as we know by analogy, would cause a ro tary motion, parts nearest the nuclues moving with the greatest rapidity, and other parts moving more slowly in proportion to their distance from the center. Such a nebulas as this would extend billions of miles in space. The different velocities of the parts would naturally produce spirals, and as the process of condensation went on the nucleus would become a com paratively solid body, like our sun? while spirals, at various distances therefrom, would, by their own at traction, become more closely defined as individual rings. In course of time, perhaps millions of years, these rings would gradually draw together and assume the spher ical form that seems to be the ulti mate shape of all the heavenly bodies. If this supposition be true, the earth was once a section of spiral nebula. As the sun settled down into com parative solidity the nearest spiral ring became the planet Mercury, the next one Venus, the next the earth, and so on out to Neptune, nearly 3,000,000,000 miles away. And if planets are thus evolved from spiral nebula surrounding the sun o? star, then it logically follows chat our moon, and the moons of the other planets, are the spherical out growth of nebulous rings. Astrono mers who believe in this theory de clare that Saturn's rings will event ually inciease the very liberal allow ance of that planet's moons. But if this planet-making theory is correct why can not the completed planets of a star be discerned througn the telescope? Because the stuff of which the planet is made becomes thousands of times smaller when com pleted than it was in the nebulous state. A woman's dress may not be more than four feet high and two feet in, diameter; bdt probably there are twenty yards of stuff in it. The spirals of which our planets were made must have been billions of miles in diameter, but the diameter of the largest planet is only 80,000 mile**.-- Philadelphia Times. Scared the Saltan. The late Leopold de Meyer of Dres- ^ 41 ' ^ ,1? i 1 V't * ? ~*HE LITTLE WIF*. ANIMALS. The Englishman, through nolile. i ^ brilliant and popular pianist in . ' ° i nifi rlnv nr'iu r\n/»n fiiimmnnaH r\lotr #0 . ness, answered simply: "Ah, ves." "In twenty years all Europe -all- would belong to us. Prussia stronger ! than all the rest." j The Englishmen, uneasy, answered | no more. Their faces become im^i passable, seemed like wax between j their long whiskers. Then the Prus- feian officer began to laugh. And still leaning backward, be ridiculed ; everything. He ridiculed France, ! •ccushed and ruined. He insulted bis I •enemies on their soil. He ridiculed, ! Austria, lately vanquished. He ridi-I •culed the maddened and powerless! 'defence of the departments. He an-1 tfiounced that Bismar -k was going to ' •build an iron city with the captured ' cannon. And suddenly he put bis boots against the thigh •of Monsieur Dubuis who. red to his ears, turned awav his eves. The Englishmen seemed to have become indifferent to everthing, just .as if they had suddenly been shut up in their own island far from the •world's quarrels. • The officer pulled out his pipe and llooking ;flxedly at the Frenchman, > iisaid: "You have no tobacco?" Monsieur Dubuis answered, "No, his day, was once summoned to play before the Sultan at Constantinople. Going thither he borrowed a grand piano from one of the Austrian Secre taries of legation and had it set up in a large recepticn-room at the palace. There he awaited the coming of the Sultan; but when that intelligent monarch entered the room, he started back in alarm, and demanded of his attendants what that monster was standing there on three legs, says the Boston Globe. Explanations followed, but were in vain. The legs had to be taken off and the body of the instrument laid flat on the floor: and Leopold de I Meyer, squatting cross-legged on a I mat, went through his program as best j he could in that awkward attitude j and without pedals. ® But the commander of tire faithful was delighted, and when the last ; piece was played gave the artist over i $.1,000 as "backsheesh. The Chinaman Abroad. Several grotesque pictures of Euro pean life, as seen through Chinese eyes, purporting to have beep trans* lated from the Chinese, have ap peared in English in recent year*, but a veritable narrative, rendered into English by Dr. Nedhur^t and printed in Shanghai, at the Mission Press in 1849, gives an account of which the authenticity cannot he questioned. Ong-TaerHae traveled in the Malay Archipelago. Regarding the Dutch there he says: "They are much like the man who stopped his ears while stealing a bell. They scarcely possess one of the five cardinal virtues. Their home is in tfie Northwest corner of the ocean, they have high noses and red hair, Vhite facts and gray eyes. They vhate the sovereignty of Europe with the English (Aug-mo, red-haired na tion). The latter also dwell in the Northwest corner of the ocean. "As for the French, their disposi tions are violent and boisterous; their country is poor and contains but few merchants, hence they seldom come to Batavia. When Europeans make an entertainment they set out a long table, aff which scores of people' sit down, which is called a feast or fasta, and when, the stringed instruments play up, men and women stand oppo site each other and dance, which is called dancing or tandak. When a young woman is marriageable she i* allowed to select her own partner, who is called her lover or soo-ka. If they are fond of each pther they djyice together in order to settle the match." As to music, he quotes the Chinese proverb that "the music of foreign parts induces sorrowful feelings." so worthy of the appellation »»f be nevolence, these actions have been performed in so free and so kind a manner, that if I was dry I drank the sweet draught, and if hungry, ate the coarse morsal with a double relish.--Ledyard. Facing: a Ubn. A distinguished traveler who has passed long periods of his life in Africa, and who has, one may say, as sociated quite intimately with wild animals, relates an experience which shows how hardened to danger one becomes by such companionship. He had gone out In search of food. The country ,was perfectly flat, and al though covered with much dense bush, was interspersed with numer ous small glades, covered with parched herbage two or three feet in height. A few Tokrooris accompanied him with spare rifles, and he was leading the way, occasionally breaking through the intervening bush with as little noise as possible." Suddenly, as I was only half emerged from a line of dark green nabbuk, I was surprised by a short roar close to me, and immediately saw the shoulders and the hinder portion of a lion, the head being con cealed by the bush, from which I had not completely emerged. I could have touched it by stretchihg out my rifle, but personally 1 was quite un observed. There was not a moment |to lose, and I fired through the center of the shoulder. With a roar the lion dis appeared. There was a rushing sound in the bushes, and almost immedi ately another lion occupied the exact position that had been quitted by the lioness. They must have been lying down together when startled by our appearance, or rather by the noise of our approach. This was a splendid chance, but I was unloaded. I stretched my right arm behind me, expecting to recei\e a spare rifle from my faithful Tok rooris, but thev had retreated from the scene, and I remained within six feet of a lion's flank with an un loaded rifle and no companion. The Jfbn's head and nec<c were quite concealed TDV the dense green bush, and I must now reload my rifle. The first tap that I gave the bullet when ramming it home scared the lion and with a loud roar it sprang forward and disappeared. My recreant followers now returned and I took a double-barrelled rifle and began a strict search for the wounded animal. * Directed by a low moan, we found her. It was a lioness, but there was no trace of her com panion, which had been so lately within my reach. Royal Extravaganee. Potentates are apt to be very ex travagant persons, and seem to have as hard a time living within their al lowance as any small boy on 5 cents a week. Of course they have tremen dous expenses to meet in the way of entertaining other potentates, and no king ever lived who failed to have a royal family big enough to fill all the palaces at his disposal and two more; but often they could look after their own, and still have plenty left for pleasure if they did not waste. The worst two instances of royal extrava gance in modern times are the King of Siam's submerged palace, and the pipe of the Shah of Persia. Thacost of the Siamese King's Palace is not known, but it is a splendidly costly affair, and is so arranged that his Royal Highness and his suite can spend a great deal of their time un der water, surrounded by the most luxurious things the world affords. It would seem as though a king with so much splendor at his command on the surface of the earth could get aloug without a palace under water, but, as a popular song says, "Things are seldom what thay seem," and it is the greatest danger of great! luxury that we tire of the blessings we have, and become, even in the midst of them, most unhappy because we can have no more. The Shah of Persia's tobacco pipe is worth $400,000, and the chaaces are1 that he does not get half "he pleasure from smoking it that the poor laboring man gets from puffing his 1-cent clay pipe. When one re- fleets upon the amount of good that could be done with $400.000 put out-at fair interest, one is forced to consider it wicked to keep so much money locked up in so unworthy an object. Five per cent on $400,000 is $20,000, or enough, when applied to the needs of the children of the poor in our cities, to send 6666 of them off into the country for two weeks every sum mer, renewing their strength, and making better citizens of them in everyway. Think of that, and then think of what you would do with a $400,000 pipe if vou had one. You will not be long in making up your mind if y>u are children of the right sort,--Harper's Young People. I- ' ^r-" WS:- "Brayito.end >, train stops." <* And he oom #4 -Xjr^,glve when(J the hing again, ire." Iron for Nbipbulldin;. Among marine architects it is oe- ginning to be a serious question if iron is not better than steel for ship building purposes; and the cases the old Sarah Sands, Great and Great Eastern are quoted^ ing that iron-plated ships, w increased thickness and bet ing, are much stronger and ing than any steel-construe ye'« put to a breakjLn<t-uP tes Nothing More. •There's some good p'lnts about travilin', o1 course, but tnere's some set-backs, too. Take it by an' large, Idunno but it's full as well t' stick right t' home, where ye was set b'the hand o' Providence, as t* go careerin' over th' face o' th'earth." Mr. Jabez Flynn was sitting on the side porch, surveying the beautiful hills that sur rounded his farm. His face wore a gloomy expression, which was unusual, for Jabez was a cheerful man. "What in Tunkett is the matter with you, now; I sh'd admire t' know, Jabez Flynn?" snapped his wife, who was vigorously rattling the supper dishes in the dry-sink by the kitchen window close to her husband's droop ing figure, and whose quick cars had caught his speech. "Haven't you fussed an' squirmed for years," she continued, in an in jured tone, "b'cause you couldn't seem to' get round t' goin'off vis'tin'? An'here you've gone upward o'five days, up t' Ezry's, an' you've jest been all sagged down, apparently, ever sence you come back! What ails you?" "There don't anythin' all me, Sa- briny," returned Mr. Flynn, facinsr about "It's only jest this. I've alius viewed it that we lived right 'mongst th' mountings. I've alius calc'latcd We did, an' have spoke of it so." . "Well." said Mrs. Flynn, as he came to a pause, "an' what is it you've found out diff'rent?" "Why, Sabriny," said Mr. Flynn, lowering his voice, as if his nearest neighbor was close at hand, instead of half-a-mile away, "why, 'Sabriny, these aint mountings, round here, at all. Ezry, he lives right in th' heart o' th' White Mounting kentry, an' I've seen 'em--them mountings-- r'arin' up in front o' me, day in an' out, whilst I've ben there vis'tin' with him!" "Well, what of it?' inquired his wife. t "Why, Sabriny," said Mr. Flynn, in a still lower tone, "these that we've alius called an' calc'lated was mount ings, aint anythin' more th'n jest fa'r-sized hummockscs. They're pooty, an' sightly; but that's all they be--jest xnod'rate, fa'r-sized hummockses. "I didn't let on to Ezry," said Mr. Flynn, as he rose and proceeded slowly to the barn, "but I felt's if I sh d hev t' reg'late my idees all over again when I come home. That's everything ye can rightly call 'em- jest fa'r-sized, slightly hummockses!" Meat Eaten. Many races of men live entirely on animal food, and these are the most haWy, and, from all I have been able to gather on the subject, says a writer in the Gentleman's Magazine, the most free from diseases of all kinds. Sir Francis Head says of the Pampas Indians: "They are all horsemen,or, rather, pass their lives on horseback. In spite of the climate, which is burn ing hot in summer and freezing in winter, these brave men, who have never yet been subdued, are entirely naked and have not even a covering for their head. They live together in tribes, each of which is governed by a cacique, but they have no fixed place of residence. Where the pasture is good there are they to be found until it is consumed by their horses, and they then instantly move to a more verdant spot. They have neither bread, fruit, nor vegetables, but they subsist entirely on the flesh of their mares*" Describing the effect on him self of this diet, Sir Francis says: "After 1 had been riding three orfou* months and had lived on beef and wa ter I found myself in a condition which I can only describe by saying that 1 felt no exertion could kill me, although I constantly arrived so com pletely exhausted that I could not speak; yet a few hours' sleep upon my saddle on the ground always so com pletely restored me that for a week I could daily be upon my horse before sunrise and ride till two or three hours after sunset, and have really tired ten or twelve horses a day. This will explain the immense distances which people in South America are said to ride, which I am confident could only be done on beef and wa ter." The Gouachos of the Argen tine Republic live entirely on roast beef and salt, scarcely every tasting farinaceous or other vegetable food, and their sole beverage is mate or Paraguay tea, taken without sugar. A Fair Tent or Woman. I have observed among all nations that the women ornament themsehes more than the men; that whenever found they are the same kind, civil, obliging, humane, tender beings: that i they are ever inclined to be ff»y and | cheerful, timorous, and modest They do not hesitate, like man, to reform a hospitable or generous act'on; not haughty or arrogant, nor supercilious, but full of courtesy and fond of so ciety; industrious, economical, in genious, more liable in general to err than man, but performing more good actions than he. I never addressed myself in the language of decency and friendship to a woman, whether civilized or savage, without receiving a decent and friendly answer. If hungry, dry, cold, wet, or sick, woman has ever been friendly to me, and uni- forto thl-4 virtue, : •. ' • <-f'L ' ..u' *. Reasoning Power ot Ante. One morning a gentleman of many scientific attainments sat quietly alone at his breakfast. Presently he noticed that some large black ants were making free with the contents of the sugar-bowl. He drove them away, but they soon returned, seem ingly unwilling to leave their sweet ened feast Again they were dis persed, only to return in increased umbers. There was a lamp-hook .lirectlv above the center of the table, and, to try their ingenuity, the gentleman suspended the sugar-bowl to the hook with a cord, allowing it to s>wing clear of the table about an inch. First the sagacious little crea tures tried to reach it by standing on each other's backs. After repeated efforts, all of which were failures, they went away, and it was supposed they had given up in despair. With in a surprisingly short time, however, they were seen descending toe cord bv dozens and dropping themselves into the sugar-bowl. They had scaled the wall, traversed the ceiling, and discovered another road to the treasure. "I HAVE noticed that when women are sick, they tell their husbands of their own accord how thev are feeling, Their husbands do not ask them." Parson Twine. "She's Fooling Thee." Up to a certain point men do not in the least object to be beguiled by wo men; on the contrary, they like it. So never try to make a man think how bright you are, girls. Make him think how clever he is. Brighten him up Lead him on to say witty things. You may even coax him up to a joke, be he.as glum as Pharaoh's ghost, Remind him of clever things he said "the other day." Nevermind if thev are inventions of your own. Never mind if he knows they are; so long as he (Joes not imagine that you know, they are all right. Tell bright things about him. it won't take long to make him feel, especially if he is really a dull fellow, that he is a lot smarter than he thought himself, and he will correspondingly adore you. A man is apt to frizzle under the fire of your own humor and wit and bright ness, and of course a man is never comfortable when he frizzles. Delicate Charity. One of the most delicately consid- ate of practical charities is the quiet work done by the Home Hotel Asso ciation in New York City. Needy authors, artists, teachers, writers find here a home in time of need, where prices are regulated by the cir cumstances of its guests. Those who can pay a small sum for their accom modations are allowed to do so; those who cannot enjoy its privileges re gardless of sex, religious belief, or profession. One of the sources of its income is the generosity of those who have benefited by its help, and bv ob taining work through its patrons are nabled to repay their indebtedness nth the generosity characteristic of eople of the type for whose relief it fas founded. THE man who spends his life build ing air castles never owns sp much as a hut of his own to die in. A WOMAN always envies a man his strength, but a man never envies a WQ»aa anything she has. Two MEN were talking of going ear hunting. "I would feel mighty lean," one of them said, "if we went way out there, and didn't get any- hing." "Well," the other one re lied, 4 «we could say we did. NoDody m. , r. ,, V 'Qm Jhe di^repc?," ... l. VI* Laud Them for Their I>evotlon Bat Mcorn Them Too. , ^...^ ' There aTe certain animals which we call "noble" and laud to the skies for their virtues, as the horse and dog; others which we call "useful," and these we praise, also--sheep and cows for instance; others,|which are wild and fierce, we term "beasts of prey," or, if they specially interfere with us, "noxious.animals," "vermin"and the like. Consider this subject thoughtfully and there is food for laughter in it-- perhaps for tears. Notice, first, how we praise these and scorn those among the beasts, simply in their relation to ourselves. Among the Orientals, where dogs are but public scavengers, like the vultures in Valparaiso, the dog is the symbol of all uncleanness. Nothing is said of its nobility. They say, in stead, "Without are dogs!" But we make pictures of the dog and statues, and write poems in his honor, and, altogether, one would think we valued the beast very genu inely. So with the horse. We cannot say enough to show our admiration of hlin and his splendid qualities. The sheep and cow are even more useful to ijs than the dog and horse; but we do not praise them so much, because the personal relation is lack ing. We delight in . the dog and horse because they are ours, and ours in the relation of direct servitude. The dog is ours beyond any living creature--ours to treat as we like, to starve and beat and freeze, or to pet and pamper into unnatural diseases-- but ours still, the same loving, faith ful creature, no matter what we do. lie will await our pleasure for pa tient hours, fetch and carry for us, watch and guard us, fight and die for us, take our kick and kisses with equal submission. We have a high opinion of the dog. But how much is our opinion really worth, when it comes to the best test --comparison? There is Richard the lion-hearted-- we have all heard of him. Did any one ever hear of Richard the dog- hearted, or Richard the horse-hearted? When it comes to comparisons, in stead of valuing the creature for serving us, we despise him because he serves us, and hate him accordingly, "silly sheep," we say, or "patient *heep"--not a word about wool and mutton. The cow we never use compara tively at all, unless to say that a wo man runs like one. And the horse! To say that a man is like a horse would mean only that he was strong, patient and probably stupid. Why do we call a horse stupid? He is one of the most su perbly intelligent of animals. We call him stupid because he submits his great strength so patiently to our abuse! But the dog? It must surely be a compliment to compare any one to this hero of romance--this "noble animal" whose sagacity is proverbial, whose affection is deathless, whose devotion surpasses that of most hu manity. Well, what is the fact? - - When a man is the most vain, idle, brainless and selfish ot bipeds, we call him a puppy." When he is the low est of cringing villains, we call him a "cur." When he is the talse, treach erous, ungrateful, we call him a "hound." When words toll us for imprecations on some blot on the hu man race, some scoundrel beyond reach of scorn, we hiss between our closed teeth, "You dog!" • So much for our real opinion of the noble animal. Now, do you see how the human brain accomplishes this double faced performance? It is easy enough. We praise the beast from simple gratitude for their devotion or use fulness to us, and more for devotion than for usefulness. But when it comes to comparison we judge them not by what they are to us, but by what they are themselves. And well we know that it is nobler to be "lion- hearted," to be free, independent, brave on one's own account, than to beg for a bone, to cringe under the lash to be "the hound beneath my foot." We have at bottom a more just opinion of ourselves than our super ficial vainglory would lead a casual observer to suppose; and, much, as we value personal service, we invariably despise our personal servants. We praise their submissive devo tion--oh, yes. We punish them if they are not submissively devoted-- oh, yes. But because of that sub mission, that devotion, we make their names epitomes of the whole vocabu lary of contempt! All praise, all virtue is compara tive; and, when it comes to judg ment, we bow to noble qualities whether they are useful to us or not, and-despise a beast whose,chief virtue is that he loves his master better than his life. And we are right in so doing, per fectly right; wrong only in our selfish praise of what ministers to our sel fishness. There ts a moral to this. But per haps the editor would disapprove; so it is suppressed.--Kate Field's Wash ington. Falthflil Over a Few Things. Every student of history remem bers Capt. Perry's dispatch after the Battle of Lake Erie, a sentence terse and yet glowing, "We have met the enemy, and they are ours" Every one remembers the great and significant result of the fight, but few, perhaps, have heard of one hum ble worker who served his country just as truly there as if he had been on deck amid shot and shell, earning Klory as well as the reward of a good conscience. Just as the ships were going into action the mate of the Lawrence said to Wilson Mays, who was ill and unfit for service ** "Go below Mays; you are too weak to be here." »I can do something, sir," wa& the stcut reply. "What can you do?" "I can sound the ptfmpt sir, and let a strong man go to the guns." Then he sat down by the pump, and thu$ released for active service a man who had more muscle; and when the fight was over, there he was found, with a bullet through his She was Wakeftd from HMMUdif, fcmt Xet v tor Long* . The clock struck 2 and the little wife gazed up at it and'shivered. The room had grown quite cold, the fur-!. d nace did not heat the fourth floor, and ,Vj the fire in the small grate had nearly died out, like her hopes. She picked S? up the sock that she had been darn- i$. ing and continued her work, not be- T- cause she h&d not plenty of time in the day to se w--her husband said that ^ was what ailed her, too much time 7^ and nothing to do--but she cou}d not f3| s l e e p , a n d w h e n h e r h a n d s w e r e b u s y 1 her mind was active. A step sounded on the pavement. • fs She lifted her head and listened, but ^ it Went on and on, and the echo died ||! out in the distance. The horse car >- clanged by at the corner, but did not pi) stop there, and the street grew still ̂ again. Was she pretty? Yes. in a : J quiet way, a trifle too slender,perhaps, i ; as to figure and rather pale as to col-;-h oring. - *'Washed*out looking," said ; Mrsj * < MacFlirter; but Mrs. MacFlirter was ^ the belle Of the boarding house and resembled a full-blowjj rose She oc- ^ cupied the second-stoiry back and 'S played with the hearts cf the suscep- J| tible young clerks that boarded at tjl Mrs. Fillem's as though thev had been ~ beads on a string. v';1 The little wife arose, put away her work and turned down the gas. She felt drowsy--an unusual thing for her --but experience had taught her that it she undressed and went to bed she would lie awake, so she threw herself upon the lounge and drew a shawl over her. ' The Clock struck 3. The front door slammed and a man's step came up the stairs. The room door opened, and he entered,glancing at the figure on the lounge and chuckling softly, said to himself; "She imagines she can't sleep when I am out I'll just leave her there and have the laugh on her in the morning. He undressed, turned the gas a lit tle lower, got into bed and was soon sound asleep. The morning sun crept in at the window, but the little w6man had not stirred. The husband awoke, glanoed sleepily around, arose and began to dress. In a few minutes he went over to the lounge and said: •Come, get up, Tiny, the first bell ' rung long ago." But the little wife did not move. "Heart failure," the doctor called it. "Heart break," said Mrs. Shouter, the star boarder of the second story alcove room, while the other women seemed awed and whis pered among themselves. He looked very pale and handsome $t the funeral and was pitied and ad mired by all, especially by the maiden ladies of the third story back. Two months later he married the other woman. For, of course, there was another woman. The men of the house had known it all the time. But it didn't matter to the little wife any more. Even the forsaken sleep well in the grave.--New York Re corder. ; Kln<l-Hearted Newsboys. ;t The words of Shakspeare, "One touch of nature makes the whole world kin," were never more forcibly illustrated than in the cause of the paralyzed newsboy who sits in a wheel chai r on the corner of Fifth avenue and Twenty-third street, says the New York Herald. He first made his ap pearance there about two years ago, and his wan, pinched face plainly in dicated that he had long been an in valid. The newsboys all sympathize with him. They help him fold and ar range his papers. Oil warm davsthey take turns fanning him, carry his little folding table and assist him in various ways. One day during the late hot spell a , ragged urchin, with a bundle of pa pers under his arm, barefooted and dirt-begrimed, atid carrying a tin pail in his hand, walked up to the cash ier's window in a store not far from where the cripple sits. Rapping on the window he attracted the atten- « tion of the cashier, and, as he stood J on his tiptoes, he handed in his .pail, ^ while a smile as bewitchitig as any society telle is capable of, encircled his dirty face, displaying a «*t of teeth pearly whit^ and as beautiful as nature cotild ' form them. His larger lustrous, sparkling black eyes caught those of the cashier and he said: "Say, mister, der lame bloke what sells papers in de wagon on der . corner wants a drink of ice water." As the man who handles the cash passed out the pail of water the ju venile remarked: "T'anks, mister, you know der kids awful lame and can't walk." The New York newsboy is a rough, slangy, harum-scarum, devil-may- care, and often mischievous individ ual, but generally his heart is in the right place. Mme. De Straw'* Repartee. The promotion of the Russian min ister from Washington to the Hague recalls a witty speech of Mme. De Struve, who during her life in Wash ington made the legation famous for its hospitalities. One evening dur ing a diplomatic reception at the White House among the guests was a woman whose perfect neck and arms were the admiration of everyone. Mme. De Struve's escort in the cor ridor was a society man, who in justi fiable pride at the loveliness of his own country-woman commented as she passed: "There goes a perfect type of Amencau beauty." Without hesitation the minister's wife, look ing down at her own dark-hued neck, responded: "And I represent h per fect type of Russian leather "•^-Phila delphia Times. Mew Fire Knglne. The Berlin Fire Department is ex perimenting with a novel fire engine. The carriage is constructed entirely of papier mache, all the different parts, the body, wheels, poles, etc.,. being finished in the best possible; manner. While the durability and. power of resistance possessed by this! material are fully as great as those of wood and metal, the weight is muchg less. This lightness is, of course, o!p marked advantage, since it will enable the new engine to reach the scea&^qC a fire with unusual despatch. ^ \ IF a boy refuses to behave himself, and his father dislikes to whip him, what are you going to do about it? < . v>' as. St: . _"l _ 'V; :