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J s m r n m • u * t p ** iniifcrmiii-- tfealti 4 VAN SLYKE,r Editor and PflWit** --*r- i"i"~ ILLINOIS. LUCKY DAYS. fftwa Ifrty with apple blossom* Her loving -cup Is brewing, "With beam* ami dews and winds that got' TOjis hoMy from tho Tinlet. With hope* on which tho heart it apt, Oh> then'a the time for wooing. For wooing, and for suing, Danr lad, tao time for wooing! Wb«n August «alls the locust Tosonnd tho venr's undoing. ABO Hke*Om« ait.HS (ir««ccfti of Old -• ,v In drapery t.f el-th and gold, • yilgh pmt.iifM thick with I'TQom oaBm • <5h, then s the time for wooing, v For wooing, and for suing, •»V tBQ timA f<ir wnolnf I Bear lad, time for wooing I . '%>•' "When brown October pauses, The ripened woodland viewing. * t. And nil the sunnv forests spread £» • XMr fallen lenves, as hearr.'a blood A carpe* fit for brides to tread, __ Ob, then's the time for wooing, * |f: i'or wooing, and for suins. Ai *, ' Dear Ind, tlje limo for wootegl is*®".j .•• Oh, listen^ happy Iotwt, i . Yourhai'pyfatepursuing; •' WbrD fields are gpven. when woods M» Wl«i When stormsaro white, when stars *i»clear, On each sweet day of each sweet year, Oh, theii's the time for mooing. For wooing, sm'. for suing. Dear lad, the time for wooing 1 THE DOVViN v "She aint good for nothing **- r J>eated old Silas, vehemently. "I de- dare I'm just sick of it. Take the i bread out of your mouth and the <do'es off yer back, so's to send a gal "to skewl, and that's ail the thanks yer git for it. Ef I could have seen how things was agoin' ter turn out, darned ef she's have stirred one step toward? a higher eddication than «an be got down to the little school- * iiouse at the Forks, Take my advice, f . Keighbor Hazlett the advice of a . , sorrowing parent, and keep Lizy ter bum." "Lize don't hanker for sech things," ^X 4irawled Farmer Hazlett, good humor- «dly. "But ef she did, I'm afeared I'd give in. I can't cross Lizy's wishes, nohow. Mother and I set too euuch store by her, d. recken." "Wall, ye've got two sons ter com­ fort yer in yer old age even ef Lize dis'p'ints yer. I ain't got no one but thet flyaway Jess, and little good she'll ever do me. Why, blame it, , ye'd never know she'd ben away at all; now, would ye?*' , Thus adjured. Farmer Hazlett felt > • *' to duty bound to shake his gray head' iolemnly; but even as he did so, a t -Vision of Jess Ramsay's laughing face, 51th its warm, Titian coloring, its right, beautiful eyes of tende§ rown, and the tawny mane which lio amount of pins could keep in •place, floated reproachfully before his •/' eyes. i; "Did she wanter go?" he queried, 'V after a moment of dangerous silence. "Want'r go?" Silas' voice rose al- , Boost to a shriek. "Want'r go? Did the ever want to do anything but j>rowl through them woods back thar *-screechin' at the top of her voice, f er climbin' to the highest branch of the tallest tree? Want'r go? Why, } ' the shef, herself into her room and § v . Wouldn't speak to anybody for forty- i; eight hours arter 1 told her she was 4 Age in'. Mebbe you call that grati- *~k" - tude, Pete Hazlett, but I tell ye what V It is, I don't." X - ' "Hem!" said Peter Hazlett, and fjthen he added sympathetically, "'Tis \ tew bad. They can't nothin' be | t wuss'n two folks a-livin' in the same bouse an'nothitchin'. I'm real sorry for ye, Silas, but I guess I'll hev to t»e a gittin' 'long home afore it's dark. ^ Vou come over to the farm jest as ^ Soon as you decide 'bout thet little J . * matter we was speakin' of. Take my ; word for it, there's lots of money thar. Wall, good-by, Silas, and good tuck to you." . Silas Bamsay stood in the doorway \ ' ' find watched his neighbor's tall, bent figure go down the box-bordered path wool over your eyes, and you'll find yourself a ruined man one of these days, and the rest along of vou," said Aunt Polly, with decision, i "What!" Silas looked up, startled. 1 "Why, Pan Bosworth's an old friend J His gran'ther and mine went to I skewl together. He wouldn't cheat me." "Wouldn't he? Jest you take my advice and don't give him the chance," and Aunt Polly picked up the mop and disappeared. Jess came, up from the battery, singing. "Jess," said her father, "young Pelter's comin' over here to-night to hear you sing. They want a 8'prany in the South Street Church, and I told him you could sing as loud as the next one.'^ The girl stood as though fastened to the floor. "At What time fs he cOming?" she demanded under her breath. "About seven, I guess.. Som'ers along thar." • "All right. I'll be--in the woods,'" The last three words were spoken in an undertone, but Silas heard them. "Naw, ye don't, now! The idee! Whatever should I say to the feUar? Afeared of him, air ye?" 2 ; : '•*'Afraid!" Jess'lip curled. ^ J' But the taunt took effect, for wnen Silas ushered his guest into the little parlor that evening, Jess was already there. Her bright hair was drawn into a great curly knot on her neck, and her gown was of some heavy white woolen stuff that clung to her slender figure cioseiy. Young Felter prepared to enloy his evening thoroughly; but alas! he had not bargained with Jess Ramsay in his short conversation with her father. "Show Mr. Felter what yon kin do, Jess," commanded Silas, "Do you want to hear my voice?" asked Jess, abruptly, turning to the young man. * "Well, yes, if you please. That's what 1 came for," was the half startled answer. She arose immediately and went to the piano. "I can't sing long," she announced, "and 1 can't do my best here, because it chokes me;" and I've only had a year's training, so you needn't ex­ pect much." i She sat down and began to sing. It was a war-song, high and stirring and passionate. Young Felter never took his eyes from her face until the last ringing note died away. Before he could speak she had burst into a series of birdnotes, a medley of coos and twitters and chirps and calls, playing her own accompaniment When this was finished, she swung round on the stool and laughed. "I can't do much with it, you see," she said clearly. "I can only imitate the birds." "Where did you learn the last one?" he asked. i "In the woods* I join the birds in their early morning chorus every day. I think they like to hear me/' she I answered simply. "But the accompaniment?" Felter persisted. "What did it sound like?" said Jess, shrewdly. "Why, I don't think I could de­ scribe it; seemed more like watergur- gling over tbe _pjj^„^p_anything e*'akes Chief Justice Fuller look ifference at the proposition to the empty honor of the Demo- residential nomination. He lived ig in Chicago to to caught in any ap. teWuiimr rnal combine may reanlt bonnet," and JessTfummed "Norma" to herself softly, as she combed out her hair. She had consented to be­ come leading soprano in the South Street Church. CHAPTER II. The train rolled into South Bee- next time 5>an. showed It to with about twenty added on. They didn't like it at all, but what could they do? They'd elected Nick Os- tram for president, and had their plans laid out neatly--poor devils! I think Dai\ Wight have been a little less mean over the thing,,but that's his nature* Who but Iwm would have dared to steal the scheme in such a treacherous wav." "When is the meeting?" "At* 12 to-morrow. They were told half-past Part of the trick, you know. When Nick and his crowd ar­ rive, Dan will have been elected pres­ ident, and the others ruled out Their complaint will go for nothing in ,i court of law. Dan Bosworth has the inside track,, and when his crowd stand up and swear that the meeting was called for 12 instead of half- past--" Jess sank back inkier seat with bright snapping eyes, ohe had heard all that was necessary. After awhile the train rushed snorting into Crandalls, and she left it and made her pur­ chases. When she returned to South Beecham, she found the hired boy waiting for her at the station with the buggy. That night, when supper was over, Jess sat down beside the sitting-room tahie, opposite her fithor: "Dad/' said she, coaxingly, "won't you tell me all about that scheme that you and Peter Hazlett have MI hand?" Silas looked at her. "Really want to know?" he in­ quired. "2*o fooling? Wall, then, I'll tell yer. Fust thing ye've took an interest in about the place sc-nce yc come back from that darned skewl I sent ye to." He proceeded to spin the yarn, slowly and laboriously. Silas was not fond cf! story-telling. Jess leaned forward in the lamplight eagerly. Her bright hair shonej her eyes flashed* the color went and came in her cheeks. "And the outcome of it is," said Silas, in conclusion* "thet there's to be a meetin' at North Beecham to­ morrow at half-past 12--" ; "No, there isn't" He looked at her for a moment* startled. 1 "What do you know about it?" he snarled. "Gol darn you, Jess Ram-; say, "whv don't you tell me I donno what I be talkin' about, and done with it?" "You don't," said Jess, coolly. "If you don't cafe to listen to what I have to say, I'll go down and tell Peter Hazlett It's something (very important." ' "What is it?" growled Silas. Then Jess "told her story. The following day she and Xizzie were sitting on the piazza, waiting for Silas' return from North Beecham. It was a bright, beautiful afternoon in late June, and the brown mare came up the road at a brisk trot, her head held high in the air. Peter SCOOPED ALL IT® RIVALS* • ntry Telsphonn Ufflct, i "Maybe you fellows think there is no. journalism outside of the great cities," said the new reporter, who fiad just ootne from one of the small ;ities of the central part of the State. "But you're wrong. In the town where I lived last we used to have journalism enough to, run a college iehool of the profession. Why, there were less than 20,000 people in the place and yet we had five dailies, Dhree of them morning papers. Wasn't that journalism? To be sure the best paper depended rather on who had the best 'stand-in' with the aight policemen---six of them in the town--than on any hewspaper in-, itinct, but the work had to be all ione, and each office had a rdfeular Poo Bah who did it all. "Two of the morning papers were aid timers, one independent and the >ther Democratic, and I was playing Poo Bah that season for the latter. A.11 was not pleasant between us and >ur loathsome contemporary, and when the Republican party leaders >tarted a third, with imported talent to run it, the plot thickened. We were in all things friendly with the new sheet and both were down on' the independent brothers. The organs >f the Democracy and Republicanism used to swap news at all times and ,1evoted their columns to mutual ef­ forts to 'scoop' the other people. "It became a habit to exchange late news by telephone, but time after lime onmft hist of our Gxpoct-od itAin would reach the Morning Mugwump and they would have the story as fully as did we. At last we made up Dur minds that the central office of the telephone company leaked the news, and this became a certainty when the reporter of the opposition paper was seen to escort to the the­ ater the night telephone girl. We must prove it and have her official *calp. "Coming in with a blare of trum­ peted promise, the new daily, our Re­ publican friend, was at that time taking a condensed telegraph service from Chicago, and the telegraph office was kept open solely for it, closing at ibout 2 a. m. when their work was snded. The other two of us supplied our readers With telegraph matter ip stereotyped plates shipped from Chi­ cago at 9 o'clock the previous evening and reaching us each morning at 3 o'clock. So we had no telegraphic communication with the outside world. "One night at 2:30, according to previous arrangement, my friend who occupied a corresponding position on the Republican paper, called me up by telephone. I went to the 'phone and asked what was wanted. He said: " 'I want to give you the biggest piece of news for an age. Blaine is direction to the aid or very young or any one who appears to have lost his' way is always admirable. And courtesy on the road is doubly ap­ preciated by its recipients, for the reason perhaps that owing to excite­ ment, nervousness, and a general re­ versal of the ordinary routine of life, most people are so solicitous for their own comfort that they forget the claims of their fellow-travelers. Constipation and Inaanlty. It is now generally, admitted that constipation is productive of serious disorders, that it aggravates other ailments, increases the susceptibility of the system to Infectious diseases, and produces a state of general physi­ cal disturbance. The neryous system is especially affected, and it must be remembered that the nervous centers are in the brain. The deleterious effects of constipa­ tion were formerly explained by the pressure of the hardened mass on the blood vessels .and nerves of <the in­ testines. But a different view is now taken. It is believed that they are due to powerful poisons, which have been proved to be developed in the processor incipient decomposition. There is reason to believe that ex­ treme cases of constipation may re­ sult in insanity. In some of the worst dtiscs ~of constipation there is a free passage through the compact mass, the letter adhering in thick layers to the walls of the intestines, while the patient has no suspicion of his real condition. That gtave diseases do not oftener result from constipation is due to the constact use of cathartics on the part of those affected. But such use is in itself injurious. The true course is to establish habits that will effectu­ ally remove the tendency to constipa­ tion. The muscular vigor of the in­ testines needs to be increased by in­ vigorating the muscular system gen­ erally with prQper outdoor exercise. lead!' Hazlett jumped over the whrr.1 hrri'^ I expressed horror and 1 11 ••• . l^rv/vp Qnnra^ififinn nf tJio nawa faa. under the lilacs, and disappear among i cham ten minutes behind time, but no If? lift ; • the bushes outside the gate,. He knocked the ashes out of his pipe | jagainst the jamb, and turned to go j i? " ;,into the house. j i v "Blow, bugle, blow! Set the wild , «cboes fly-y-ing!" came in clear, pro-1 f , llonged notes from the river bank. \ - - „,And then, following it, came a wild, j ^ ? fringing call from a throat like a boy's. | vi.i "Dad! Daddy! Dad! Daddy! Wait | "" -itfor Jess!" I ? The old man frowned, but waited. ! ^-v-iBhe came running, her small feet fly- i ing over the ground in less time than it takes to tell of it, her bright hair borne out upon the breeze like a ban­ ner. Her wine-brown eyes sparkled, the soft cheeks glowed, and the breath came from between her parted lips hurriedly. She threw both her -strong young arms about Silas' neck . -and hugged him. fe _ "Was that Peter Hazlett9" she de- lv tnand&i. "I wanted to see him. 1' Lizzie wants me to join a singing-, -class, or something of the sort that ; -they are getting up in town, and 1 fv* .just wanted to say that I couldn't • jpossibly--" v ff i""' "Couldn't?" interrupted • fef * "'And why not?" His eyes blazed. one noticed the delinquency, since the minutes usually numbered twice that. Jess went on board leisurely, and waved her hand to Lizzie Hazlett from the car window. Peter's daugh­ ter was a round, plump little thing, with blue eyes that twinkled, and light brown hair that would kink in wet weather, regardless of all efforts on the part of its owner to keep it smooth. [ Jess was going to Crandalls, a town six miles away, to make some pur- ! chases which couid not be made in • South Beecham. The train started, j | Jess waved her hand for the last j I time, and sat back comfortably in her I ; seat. Across the aisle were a pair of j j lovers entirely engrossed in each | other. Jess abominated lovers. Di- I rectly in front two men were (iscuss- ! ing politics. Jess did not affect poli- ! tics. Behind her a baby held high I carnival in its nurse's arms. Jess j did not care for babies. She turned, ! looked out of the window for a | minute or so, and stifled a yawn, i Traveling was stupid, anyhow. She | bad not been on a train since she Silas. J came home from boarding-school a month or two aj^f. She wished she j were back in woods, Assemblage oi CAmels % S mtless array of Massive Dens and ^ was at a meeting ed Caere a Veritahlv a Zonloaioi the cabinet on 801116 criais of 8tate5 ( ed cages veritably a z,ooiogiciaine and ^^0,, had first dis- •y /^T^TTI a TtT v jr^rreed, then quarreled, and suddenly t I K.I J r* Pi J\ lV 1 Jaine had been stricken with apo- • ^^exy, dying in the White House two Contribute their BRIGHTEST STAurs later. of America's Foremost "Well, he repeated the storv for e to take careful notes, said that ley were giving it a Scare' head in first column, and gloated over rage of our mugwump enemy en he would be surprised in the rning. I thanked him and we goff. 'That morning I did not go to until the Daily Mugwump was the street. I grabbed for a copy, on the first page with a 'scare' d I saw the story just as it had n telephoned, in all its harrowing itails. The plan had worked and telephone girl must go. The ! papers in league sent cach a rep- [entative to the manager of the hange with the story, the night 1 was called up, and of course she to confess. Wben>that great piece of news went over the wire she knew it would not do to let her sweetheart be •scooped,' so she had taken careful notes and Immediately sent the mat­ ter in to the Mugwump. There was no way by which they could tele- raph to .obtain either a denial or a onllrmation, so they had to risk it. The telephone girl was dismissed, two morning and two evening dailies de­ voted themself to making life miser­ able for their mugwump contempo­ rary, and the wires leaked ho more when messages went tack and forth between us and our friends, the nemv. Isn't that journalism?" . . Food at the North Pol* There is no trouble about living in the polar regions except lack of food supply. No danger exists that the provisions once placed would be dis­ turbed. Among the people who dwell in thpse frozen regions a cache is sacred. Nothing short of starvation will compel a native to interfere with one, and even in such a case he leaves payment behind for what he takes. Snow shoes and extra clothing are hung up in the open air in summer, and are as safe as the accoutrements which city persons "hang up" at their uncle's during the warm season. Seal oil_js buried in the ground in bags of skin. Meat is heaped upon platforms built among trees, which are peeled of bark in order to keep bears from climbing up them. Little sticks with sharp points upward are buried in the ice to distract tne at­ tention of the hears from the pro­ visions overhead. Another kind of cache is in the shape of a strong pen, the main supporters of which are standing trees, with brush and logs piled on top to keep out wild animals. During the salmon catching season in arctic Alaska the heads of the fish are cut off and put into a hole in the ground. When they are half putrefied they are dug up and eaten, being esteemed a great delicacy. "Because," the girl drew herself up ! out upon the brown lichens, with the proudly, "because I'd rather sing with I nodding pines above her and the soft in; otheTs. A l l earnest people are pur­ suing the same quest, but their path^ are not parallel. At the crossroads comes the danger; however, there is no danger even there if, in deference to God's truce and . the right of way, we doff our beavers with: "Good morrow, friend. State your argument and; let us pass on." Nothing 4s gained by blows, nothing by logom­ achy, certainly nothing by billings­ gate; but everything by frankness, forcibleness and keeping sweet. I'ndeilred Lo^tinni. The patronage which, in times past, great princes were in the habit of bestowing upon men of letters had two sides. What the other side might well l?e is illustrated by an*anec- dote of Voltaire which has been un­ earthed recently. In the early days of his literary Ef­ forts, the Regent of France was much displeased; by the tone of Voltaire's remark about public affairs, and had him locked up in the Bastile. But later, when his tragedy of "Oedipus" stretched j was represented, the Prince relented, turf underneath. She wished Jess sat up suddenly and listened. What was that? Tbe men in front of her had ceased talking politics, and had evidently begun on their fel- [ low-men. One of them had let fall her father's name. T\s, V" j the birds, in the first place, and in the seeond, I don't like the set Liz goes with in town." "I don't want to hear no sech rea­ sons!" exclaimed her father, angrily. "Jess P«amsay, what hev I ever done to be saddled with sech a gal as you - --- , . are? You couldn't let a.chance to be j "Silas Ramsey!" repeated the | Wlt,h my lodgings, contrary go by now, could ye?" other. "No, I don't think I ever heard Poor Jess! Her lips grew white, | of him. Any influence!" but she pressed them tightly together | "Not much. Thinks he has. And and dashed past him into the house, j there's Peter Hazlett. Nice man About a week later, coming up j enough, but too soft. Lives near from the buttery, she heard her fa-1 llatusey. Another's Steve Wilkin- ther's voice in the kitchen talking to j son. Quite a big man in South Bee- Aunt Polly, who kept house for them, i cham. they say. Know Nicholas Os- "Yes, it's about decided," he was] tram?" saying with a chuckle. "We've i "What are they talking about?" elected Nick Ostram, for president of \ wondered Jess." the company, and now all we've got j No, his friend did to do is to see Dan Bosworth up to | know Mr. Ostram. Harcourt. Tell yer what, Poll, this on. "They're a crazv spokesman. over their now--" Jess started, and leaned forward anxiously. 'They came to Harcourt to see him about it, you know, and he told them it was going to benefit North Bee­ cham as well, so they'd compromise. What's that? Oh, no, this was the second visit They left their list with i ten or a dozen names on it, and and released'tfhe author. Happening to meet Voltaire soon after, the Regent went so far as to say: ? "Be prudent and I will take care of you." "I am infinitely obliged to you*?* said the poet, "but I beg your high­ ness not to charge yourself further thing's a goin' to put money in our pockets faster 'n anyifarmin'. It's a great idee!" \ , "Who thought on't fust?'f ^nqkiired Aunt Polly, brusquely. 4 / j "Nick. He's got a bfg hefcd on his •two shoulders, lemme tell ye. jln a ifew years Jeff'son av'nue '11 bei the main artery of Beecham* and wefll be rich." - "Ye'd best rememhei^ say, that no on^ll chea&w n Dan Bosworth. Vou lefri te , "L. • j..-.- ;.-. v • Misapprehensions ot Children. A little boy, hearing his father speak of quail on toast, declared that? the quail was a naughty bird. He insisted that it must be so because he had heard it in church when the cler­ gyman said: "The wicked quail." Another boy thought that it was the custom in ancient times to hang all lawyers. That was the way he . understood the text: "On these two not happen to j commandments hang all the law and The talk went j the prophets." A little girl, in reply to a question about her godfathers and godmothers, answered that they "thenned" for her. The cause of the misunderstanding was found in the question in the catechism in the Church of England: "What. did your godfathers ana godmothers then for you?"--Kate Field's Washington. TnE suspicion is gaining ground that the correspondents who are writing ufc the. decol.ette style „of _ dressing among the Washington mr the I dies are sad "neck-rcraaacars." 'r 1*' !» „ lot," said the "Dan pulled the wool eyes completely, and Wtiile Traveling. Although much of the forma ity attending ordinary intercourse may be? relaxed when one is traveling, it is well to maintain a judicious(amount of reserve. Girls, particularly, should never converse with strangers; it may while away an hour or so to chat with the well-dressed man who is so of­ ficiously kind that he cannot be wholly repelled, but the experiment is always a dangerous one; for a true gentleman will never attempt to talk to a young lady whom he does not know. If information of any kind is dellred, the trainmen are always glad to give it, and as a rule are courteous and intelligent. Of course, circum­ stances alter cases. On an ocean voyage, or on an overland trip across our vast continent, it is proper and natural that people should make some acquaintances among their fel­ low passengers. But one should be very wary of admitting strangers to sudden Intimacy, or of talking over one's own or other people's private affairs with persons casually Encoun­ tered In the cars. This reserve, how­ ever, must never overrule an impulse to render assistance to those who need it. Naturally self-possessed, well-bred persons are always thought­ ful of the comfort of others. No thorough lady or gentleman will open a window to the discomfort of people in the Immediate vicinity, or raise a blind and allow a stream of sunlight to pour down upon the faces of those who sit just beyond. To refrain from causing inconvenience to others is a part of the aim of true politeness. A moment's assistance in any emer- jency, the reaching out of a hand to lelp an old or feeble person who is Ml* Money'* Worth. Many years ago the Rev. D. C. Eddy, then pastor of a church in a thriving manufacturing city of Mas­ sachusetts, was called upon to marry a couple. Throughout tbe ceremony he was greatly confused by the ex­ treme agitation of the groom, a little man, who kept hopping from one foot to the other as if practicing an In dian dance. The minister uttered the words that made the couple one, and then proceeded to pronounce the benedic­ tion, assuming an attitude more com­ mon perhaps then than now--the hands outstretched ^with upraised palms. The solemn Vords were half uttered when he heard the clink and felt the descent of two silver half- dollars which the groom had dropped Into the hollow of his hand. ' 'Amen!" said the minister in cdn- clusion. "Everythingall righunow, parson?" inquired the groom. Assured that it was, he threw his arms around the bride and began kissing her in the most exuberant fashion. "Parson," he said, as soon as he could recover himself, "that's the best dollar's worth in the old Bay State!" His Opiuion. Civil Engineer (in search of data)-- Is it not the opinion of many people in this locayty that the excessive overflow of these bottom lands is due to the lock and dam system? Native (of Illinois River, bottom)-- I reckon. "Based on the fact that dams re tard the velocity of the current and increase the deposit of sediment in river bottom, thus gradually elevat­ ing its bed?" "I guess that's about hit." "Ydu have resided in this vicinity many years, have you not?" "Ever sence I wuz a boy." "May I ask if your theory coincides with that I have just suggested?" "Hey?" "As to the flooding of these bot­ tom lands--1 dare say you have an opinion concerning the cause of it?" "You betfTL have." "In your judgment, then, what is the cause9" ' 'Rain."--Chicago Tribune. Seliool Going In Part* An article in the Atlantic .about "What French Girls Study," has an interesting description of day-school life in Paris. All the £ay schools, public and private, tho writer says, are really day boarding-schools; that is, the pupils spend the whole day at school, taking their noon meal there, having their recreations in the school play grounds, and doing, all their studying within school hours. School begins at 7:30 o'clock in the morning, or 8 at the latest, the European nations bping earlier risers than we. A The children are acoompaniea to the school door by one of their parents, or by a governess or tutor. The father usually walks to school with his boys, the mother with her girls. Although there is no large city where a self-respecting woman or young girl can go about alone with more absolute security than in Paris, yet it is a thing no French girl wants to do. ^ It shocks her sense of maidenly dig­ nity and reserve--ishe would cry her eves out with mortification, if forced to do it; and the attitude of Ameri­ can girls in this matter is something she will politely excuse, but wholly fails to understand. A boy, too, would feel neglected, as if his parents did not care what be­ came of him, if they iet.him roam the streets alone, to get into mischief or not at his own sweet will. He adores his father, is proud to walk the street arm in arm with him, and the two are usually close friends and affection­ ate companions. Let us suppose that school begins at 8 o'clock, though that is unfashiona- bly late. First there is an hour of instruction, then an hotir of study and writing, followed by the long in­ struction of an hour and a half. At half-past 11 comes breakfast,--a hearty meal,--after which there is a half hour or forty minutes of active exercise in the open air. After recreation comes another hour of study, followed by an hour of manual work--sewing, embroidery, drawing and painting--or by classes in music. Then there is another half- hour of open-air recreation, then the afternoon recitation, and a final hour of study. v At half-past 4 or 5 in the after­ noon school breaks Up, and the pret­ tiest sight of the whole day is the merry, enthusiastic family meetings that take place, when school is over, in the entrance hall, where the par­ ents are waiting for the children. Tlje inevitable walk follows, for the French are great walkers, and the father and his boys join the mother and her girls either in sight-seeing in the city or in merry-making in the parks and gardens. The working day is over for father as well as tor children; and the mother, too,, has finished her home duties, her shopping arid social visit­ ing, and a!« are free to enjoy one an­ other's society for the rest of the day and evening. In the long spring and summer afternoons they often make excursions together into the beautiful suburbs, taking tneir svening meal at an open-air restaurant An Knster I xcltnment: She came into the drug store on what Is popularly known as the dead run, says the New York Commercial Advertiser, and trailing behind her was a small and very much frightened red-headed youngster. His voice was raised in lamentation, and his fea­ tures were adorned with light pur­ ple streaks. * "Madam," queried* the Chester- fleldian clerk, "what can I do for A BLIND LETT SHU. you?" "Young man," she answered, jam­ ming the boy into a chair, "1 want a stomach pump, and I want it quick!" "Great heavens! What for?" "That boy!" "What's the matter with him?* "Poisoned." "Arsenic?" "No; eggs." "How in the world----" "That fool sister of mine dyed a dozen hard-boiled eggs last night for the children tocclcbrate Easter with. Eddie pitched pennies with the others and won all the eggs; then he went up in the garret and eat six of 'em. Now, young man, you know all about it. So let's get right down to business!" Edward was rushed behind the pre­ scription desk, and, judging from the subsequent sounds that filled the ambient air, it is quite safe to pre­ dict that there Is one Easter Sunday in Edward's life that will haunt his memory forever and forever. An Olil-» asMonert t'arson. The convivial habits of the Scotch clergy of sixty to 100 years ago were then thought not at all inconsistent with their cloth and their professions of sanctity. An old Scotch lady who formerly lived in Cornwall, Canada, recently gave this account of the minister under whom she had i>at at home in her youth: "Ou, aye, weel do 1 mind Mr. Douglas. He wasna yin of thae latter-day kind that canna tak' a wee drapple. Mony's the time I've seen him gaun' along the street where I lived a' the better for what he didna cairy just to say verra straightly. The auld wives would come out to their doors and put their armsso [akimbo] and look at him hirplin' alang, and say: *Ou, aye, there goes Mr. Douglas. Heis gey fou' the day, the guid, pious old meenister!' "--Boston Transcript entering or leavi >f help to a w iren to care for, r, the offer small .chll-1 tory d vice or {the Poaltive, 1st Tolerant^ Every honest man has convictions of principle, and every thinking mian convictions of thought--therefore every just man should respect the convictions of others. It is un­ christian--and, more, it is barbarous and savage--to try to Injure a man's feelings or humiliate him, or hurt him in his reputation or in his work, because he holds convictions different from ours. Let each one express his convictions, and so out of a multitude of counsel truth will emerge. Hint and steel will strike out sparks, which sparkle but do not harm, and which are gone in an instant So 1n the shock of Christian controversy there, may be -br|J|Jipuice buwio bitteri Where tli' and or blow; the ony and acable host the sake of lay be sure rist is presiding. So<ne Kap**! Klytn*. An eminent authority on entomo­ logical and ornithological physiology says that an ordinary house-fly makes 330 strokes with its wings each sec­ ond; the bumble bee, -40; the honey bee, nineteen, .and the wasp, 110. The sparrow, he says, strikes the air at the rate of thirteen strokes per second; the wild duck, eight; pigeon eight, and the ospry, six. India Rubber. Recent experiments on the action of metal on india rubber show that copper is the most deleterious. Plat inum, palladium, aluminum and lead act only slightly, while magnesium zinc, cadmium, cobalt; nickel, iron tromium, tin, arsenic, antimony tmuth, silver, and gold have no Ion whatever on this material. ime men are like molasses; it is to get tbsm the i K > : s ' I f * * * 2a ths matter-of-fact language of ' x the New York Postofflce, a letter" is a letter the addreds of *' i which is insufficient or written so H-* legibly that it cannot be deciphered^,. ". ' *4 even by experts. Yet, though thc^;+-"': term is^prosaic, there is often touch of romance about these let that cannot see their destlna and are therefore blind. Here is brief account of the strange case one of them that came under my own observation. ^ 1 r, •'To my mother, New York."' < ' • f:\ This was the sole snperscrlptfoh 4A the letter in question--simple, now > v without pathos, but enongh to baffle ' the shrewdest and keenest-witted let ter carrier in Christendom. The let ter was contained in a common whit envelope, and gave no more clue tlH identity of the writer than it to the whereabouts of his mother. Long years of experience hatf^ made the "blind clerk," as he was called, skillful at interpreting the;* • • J most mysterious addresses, but thi£ ; '? ^ missive completely nonplussed him* However, he was interested in a doc^'Mlf |f ument which seemed to suggest that there was one mother in New Yorl| ; Who could notUe mistaken for any^c: j body else's mother: so he pot. the tpti ' ter aside carefully, and determined await events when his curiosity > might be satisfied. V But month after month passed' *iy$f and no client put in an appearand : . , for the epistle that was now growi^ dirty with dust His colleagues in* office used to chaff the blind clerk bit about his affection for the singul lar letter, and ultimately "he tokl hi^ mates that he would lock it up, so thf sight of it should no longer irritate them or annoy him. On the very day on which he mad< this announcement to his fellows, poor old Irish woman called at th< office, and asked the clerk if he had letter for her from her son. She gav< her name to him, but after making search for the missing letter in thij proper department, he had to tell he| there was no letter In the office ad| dressed to the name that she had mentioned. - The woman shook her head. There must, intimated in so many words, be a letter somewhere in the office from her boy--her only boy. 'My good woman," inquired the clerk, "how long have you been ex­ pecting to hear from your son?" "Every day for many a week,'! we* the answer. And your son; where does he live?" she was asked next. 'Somewheres out West, sorr, but I forgit the name of the place." Like a flash It came into the clerk's mind that the lettex-.which had pua- zled him so much bojpe the postmark of an outlandishly-named place out West Was the mystery to be solved ~ at last? . Going to the cupboard where he had placed the letter, he read out the name of the postoffice from ^fhich it had been dispatched, and the woman replied at once: ~ Yes that's the name of the place where my son worics." The clerk handed her the, dingy letter. She gazed at it for a mo­ ment; then kissed it again and again, exclaiming the While, "It's my boy's handwriting." Then she added, in undertones, as if speaking to herself, "I knew he would n8t forget his poor ould mother." With these words she bowed low to the clerk, thanked him earnestly for his kincily attention, and walked^ quietly out of the office, clasping tbe letter to her breast A Smart Actor. A German dramatic author tells a good story of an improvised mono­ logue, to which he had to listen oil the occasion of the first production of a new comedy. The hero had fin­ ished a tolerably long speech, and at that precise moment a medical man ought to have emerged from the wings; but he did not emerge. „ "Ah, here comes the Doctor!" be» gan the hero afresh, in order to fill up the time; and he stared anxiouslf in the direction of the "prompt" side of the stage. "But how slowly be Walks! One- would imagine that there Was no need for hurry. Now he has posi­ tively stopped to talk to a lady! What can he have to say to her? At last he is once more ou his way. No- no w he has stopped to talk to a man. Why, the Doctor knows everybody? Here he comes again. . Thank Heaven!" At that moment the Doctor en­ tered, but from the opposite side. For an instant the hero was taken a little aback, but with admirable coolness he recovered himself, and, as he greeted the visitor, exclaimed,-- "How did vou get around the cor­ ner so quicklv, Doctor?" Speed of the i'alae. The rate of pulsation depends en­ tirely on the movements of the hearV each beat representing a contraction of the left yentricle. The normal pulse of the adult male varies from -60 to 80 beats in the minute; the range of individual variation is, how­ ever, very great The range in fe­ males is even greater, some having a. pulse rate of over 80, others less than 60, the majority showing a higher rate than males In children the rate is more frequent At birth, 126 to 144; first j ear, 120 to 130; at 19 years, 90. In old age the pulse Is usually above 72 but often also be­ tween 50 and 60. The pulse rate Is higher in short than tall persons and also varies somewhat with the time of day, independent ot meals and movement--diminishing in the fore* noon, rising in the^afternoon, sinking during the night and rising in t morning. Habitual pulse rates low 56 and as low as 46 have been oil# served in healthy adults but they ari rare exceptions. We know of no case q:i record of a healthy pulse soTow as 30.--Brooklyn Eagle. ^7^ n I ' • .. Ariittoisl AUnund*. • The manufacture of artificial aifr; nrionds has for some time been ca%.: rieci on at UtrecHt. They are made ^ of glucose and perfumed with nitnj|» • iwnzol, which smells remarkably like .ibn;>ui!& ' Tiicy are perfectly >noci|K ous in themselves, but it is said tha& they ar»! now largely sold mixed wltb real<<ittimjd«. from which,t%^s not y , otsy to disfc nsrsiiah then}* • • ' ,: . . & A