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,«u#c. must «m DEEP SLEEP, that boor comes, and BO..OB« kaoweth [touchkind naturo will appear, j eblll the currents warm till then, Mb the noises that have thrilled (he en lashes then will close In test, t tan>«<l out, the white hand* by each Je, ce a flower^nay its ipoe (he breast, ilngertag loved ones half tneir sorrow l«t tbejr »i'l mind It not, for with It eoraesr «- Like children sleeping alter weary days, twill • jnfe eradte sleep--with not oneliour of grief-- A perfect change through Ions eternity. •who can dread it wl>o hag lived Bright? M we'w l«aOaed there is no dread of day, oh, how often we have welcomed night days were dull and friends were far awav 1 steep ml measure time at ease, to while doll ;< To of sweeter joys that folio* after i_ re8t- . s;? , , *%Fho knows bnt in that sleep we li*e long liven •&.V again V ' _ . _ L<, He knows who roles us; then say He knoweth J£s» / fc*«t. t o • •' Jmd til the worlds that hang In yonder eky; s-;a, . And all the beings that have lived not many f$," years, " Are sOBjevrnere waiting--and they may oe ul«u; ^ What matters, then, If lite end with less * tears ? x-Waverly Magazine, : i'y-f'Xx I I:*.--. mo MYESDROFl̂ Rl > V, . & evening p«sed making ttttfiwilf' so able to Mattie i0 almost Mh* ; OX' tlklO dbnoxious beard. The following day, at the time Bella began to expect Douglas, who had promised to come out from tho city early, a telegram was put into her hand, which acquainted her with the fact that her brother had found affairs so combined, as to ren­ der his absence for some time a mat­ ter of necessity, though he assured her he would come as soon as he could--perhaps in less than a week. Jack came duly by the evening boat, and declared that he would "take his holidays now." "Oh, dear," urgea Bella, ••can't you wait till Douglas conges back?" "No," answered Jack, shortly, "it was ail arranged this morning, and I told him of it>. He needn't have gone in such a hurry»M r - • "Business before pleasure, or--" began Mattie. "Civility," suggested Jack, who seemed to be In no very benign frame of mind. ' It was a glorious afternoon in July, ' A,-bright and warm. A South wind '&*, rt>lew across Lake Ontario, and freed V'; toy the greedily-absorbent waters from , -the impurities with which thickly A' iJjopulated cities had .charged its ^f^reath, it reached the northern shore delightfully pure and cool. The water-line--a marvel of curves #--was beaten back in places by ^•cribs" thrown out to protect the land by meeting and repelling its ?f*'J Restless foe. # , One of these rude breakwaters, half v demolished by violent storms now lay high on the beach, with only its outer half touched by the small «V. waves. They gurgled and danced ! 1 about its worn beams, leaping in ?s through the storm-widened crevices, r - then rushing back to overtake their less troublesome companions. tiV, Stretched at full length, with his •, bead toward the shore, held from too Close contact with the pebbles by his |§ clasped hands, sheltered from obser- I > vation by the three beams which ||^ [formed the crib's side, with his brown 1 eyes resting on t]ie dancing waters-- • behold Douglas McDonald. A man past thirty, with a full brown beard, ,4 a thick mustache, a complexion. ! turned to a foreign hue by exposure U \*4to old Sol's caresses, he looked very ^ handsome and very happy as he lay 'there with a smile arching his lips. I? Suddenly the sound of moving peb- bles announced the approach of some . one, and almost at the same mo- fey meat he heard his sister's voice ad- $i:, dressing her young friend who was 3^ boarding at the same house in the gb little town where they were spending j'-1' the summer montha Sff * -Now tell me honestly, Mattie, if you like Douglas. Dear old boy, it seems so nice to have him around Rafter being away so many years--only J wish he were married," she added S07' 'with a sigh. ' WJ'*- "And I suppose," said Mattie Mor- \ ton, "that you will ask your dear hus- $ii , band to And out from your brother ^ v Jiis opinion of me, and then what fun £ ,J you and Jack will have comparing Hotes." d-f. ^ A little pause, during which the ;i" ladies seated themselves near the p||>;;:crib. "What on earth shall I do--dis- l»cover myself to them or go to sleep |$and not listen?" mutter the subject '. of the conversation. He decided finally that his appear- P-'.. -ance at so inopportune a moment > would cause more annoyance than his eavesdropping could. ,i%> X Again Mattie's low voice reached ^ ^him, and instead of sleeping, he lis- " ^ ¥tencd very eagerly, for what man i would not wish to hear a conversation | ̂ j in which tlie woman he was half in * ,^love with might be expected to con-! k<'"fess her feelings to his sister. But if' g^i.,/• Douglas McDonald listened for a ten- E^fV' 'der confession, he was disappointed, lor half laughing she exclaimed,-- , "I don't think be is hamdsome, pf _ Bella." ' "The mischief you don't?" said the listener with a smile * "He is not my ideal at all," Mattie *>• " - rattled on unsuspectingly. "Her i < liair is too long, and he has too much t>eard, and, dear me,: Bella, why doesn't he straighten his shoulders « and wear becoming ties?" I'fiw ^ hair is rather long," admitted ftjs/f ' ' the distressed listener, to himself, as 4$-s he drew a lock through his fingers. 'i'$t I "Is that the boat, Mattie?" asked ^ . Bella, straining her eyes to obtain a if / better view of a smoke in the dis­ tance. t . "I think it is,." replied her com- | "panion. 1 "' "Let us go upand dress in time to •' meet Jack on the dock," went oh the voung wite; and Mattie assenting, they walked up the beach, and were soon out of sight; Douglas waited until he thought they should have left the house and then, rising, prepared to go, say­ ing, as he stretched himself,-- "Ah, Douglas, my boy, you must Improve if you are to be pleasing to the fair Mattie. I always had an idea that women liked this kind of tiling." stroking the brown beard meditatively; then as a bright look succeeded the thoughtful one, he added, "1 think I shall go to some other place to spend my holidays." When Mrs. Morton and Bella, ac­ companied by Mr. Jack Sterling, teachcd the house, Douglas, dressed for dinner, was reading a new maga­ zine. "What have vou been doing all 6&y* Douglas?" asked his brother-in- law. •"Sannine myself and« building Spanish castles, my boy; and, by the •way, Jack, I must go to the city to­ morrow morning; will you please see, that I am properly waked up in time to catch your boat." Jack promised, while Bella pro­ tested her unbelief in the existence .of the business which her brother as serted called him away on "No, scarcely that," she laughed as she pulled aside the curtain, and ad­ mitted the silvery light from the crescent moon; but her sentence re­ mained unfinished except with a mocking shrug of her shoulders. "I am going to bring a friend oat with me," said Jack, presently. .Bella looked distressed. It was had enough, she thought, to have Douglas go off this way without Jack's bringing up some one who would be sure to fall in love with Mattie. The little half-woven ro­ mance seemed to be all angles now; and Bella sighed heavily, However, being a wise little woman, she put down all useless repining, and so far thawed tdward the invading stranger as to ask,-- Who is it, Jack? I mean what is his name?" "I have his card here somewhere, and so will give you his name in full," the husband made reply as he took it from bis pocket and read: "Robert S. Evans," then he added hastily, "an old schoolmate, Bella, I had not seen him for years till the other day. He's a fine looking fellow," to Mattie, as she turned toward him with a questioning look on her face, "and I prophesy he'll fall in love with you." "Oh, no, don't prophesy that," an­ swered the girl who was seated at the window. "Bella has been forecasting the future, and," with a little laugh, "Mr. McDonald and I did not travel well in friendship's road " She laid her pretty little brown-tressed head on one dainty hand, and assumed a look of mock sorrow. Jack laughed and they discussed picnic parties and walking expedi­ tions for the rest of the evening. The next night the stranger came, and the following weeks were pleas­ antly spent by this party of four. They took lone walks in the early morning; they read to one another in the sultry afternoons, lounging be­ neath the shade trees fringing the banks of the lake; they rowed on the moon-lit waters in the evenings. All four declared it was a continual sur­ prise to find, each day, something new to do, even in such a little town. It became apparent to Mattie be­ fore lontr, that she and Mr. Evans were often a little way behind in the walks; and once a row had been planned, Bella pleaded a headache, and Jack--sympathetic husband--re­ mained at home with her. • But one day she overheard some­ thing which very rudely awakened her to the fact that she cared more for this handsome man than any other she had ever met; that she loved him, and, that he was un­ worthy of her affection; undeserving oven of her esteem. She had gone up-stairs one afternoon intending to dress, finding it still a little early, came down again, and entering the cool drawing-room, proceeded to write a letter. Mr. Evans was on one side of the piazza smoking; Jack was up town for the mail; Bella was in her room. Soon there was a stealthy step on the stair, and then Bella's i footfall sounded down the hall, and into the dining-room, separated from ! the drawing-room only by portieres. A blind was opened cautiously, and a whispered: "Come in here, dear, I want to talk with vou," fell from Bella's lips. "Is the coast clear" Mr. Evans' smooth voice replied. ' Entirely," returned Mrs. Jack Stcrlimr, as she closed the blind. "Mattie is in her room. I saw her ?:o in, and presume she is aslQ£.p for t was all quiet, as I passed her door :r he loves and trust her sol Be#®H \, FQSTAL SAVINGS SANK* very wicked " cs«n*t*i v. wiimak«f «««•• Postmaster General Wanamaker's 'avorite project, is tho establishment postal savings banks. Ho believes at the people of this country would glad of an opportunity to deposit ' their hoarded cash in the hands of . LITM qoiitllies «f trst cl«*s, new an,he Government. Before two Oon- chftadTse. which is pi need on •ur eounter?resses he has urged the adoption of nbla with cash and experience. W« ma-he pian. Respecting its details, as ®tyl«» prices etc,, but, simply and caudicle ^as formulated them, he spoke convince#, « ' - 1 v ,freely a few days ago in conversation ..3 1 ^ A with a representative of the Washing- See Wititewsprtor whv posu. »««nw r ar mj>anks have not hitherto been estab- * Ished in the United States is that Is Mack, tad. (tray, moire, mahogany re<?rivate hanks have opposed the bronce trMB, myitis graen, drab. terr<pheme," he said. "They have feared aad snipes In the tnoet fa*h!onabta weajbat their business would be inter- In dress trim mi «;g» w« hava a good stock red with. As a matter of fact cords, braid?, patterns, etc, to match riretere is no foundation for such an ap- whstber for waddlog or funeral require^ehension, inasmuch as postal sav- |igs depositories would not antagonize 'ior take away business from the pri- T««n «j * *ate concerns. The Government Yv «i AA would always pay a smaller rate of interest to depositors, and its cus- iNDIAn Act*. For all the Men, Youths T W(niiWgyjj^Brab him; an impetuous gesture silenced him, as he attempted to go on, und Mattie proceeded: "I heard you this afieruoou. $ know how deceitful and wicked you have been and I--loathe vou!" The fire had burned out, and it, Was now her listener's turn. "Deceitful, Mattie, it is true, but not wicked. I have not been wicked in the matter," he exclaimed. A look of utter contempt pdssed Over her face, but he went on,--• "It was foolish, I know, but it was all because I loved you, Mattie." ••"Because you loved me," scorn­ fully. t'You confessed your love for Bella--urged her to consent to se­ crecy for the sake of her love for you; and finally declared you would settle the matter soon. Do not imagine you deceive me. I heara all, and If you do not go away from here to-mor­ row, I shall tell Jack!" "Whew!" The long-drawn whistle was Mr. Evans' only answer. His features worked convulsively, and the air re­ sounded with a burst of hearty laughter. "Soon, however, the grave look came into his face again, and draw­ ing a little nearer to her he said,-- "Dear little Mattie, listen! You are making a mistake, and I did not understand your reference to this afternoon. A* month ago to-day I came to this town to visit my sister. In the afternoon, lying in yonder crib, I overheard her and her dearest friend criticizing my personal appear­ ance, complaining of my long hair, my overgrown beard, my unbecomiug ties, and"--^with a mischievous twinkle in the eyes bent on Mattie's rosy, startled face-- "I resolved to play a practical joke on my fair critics. I went to the city the following day, had my beard removed, my hair cut, and invested in an entirely different outfit, made a wager with Jack that you would not recognize me, extorted a promise from him that he would help me to conceal my identity if I remained undetected in my ruse; and, with a great amount Of persuasion, mv dear brother-in-law induced Bella to allow you to be introduced to Jack's friend. This afternoon she declared I must tell you, and I have done so. Come, Mattie," drawing the little brown- hand to his shoulder, "let me finish my story which j'ou so indig­ nantly interrupted a short time ago." The Story was told, the question asked, and the answer given. And there in the summer dusk they sat, , with the great blue tent stretched out 1 above, and the water at their feet, hot I The little wind-chased ripples laughed but; on the shore, gurgled, murmured and sang in low, sweet notes a weird and fascinating melody, seeming to voice the gladness of the two who sat on the beach, happy beyond expression. • • • : v - • • { . ' A JUon-Tamer'* 1.anlh. ' '"v, A terrible occurrence was '^Wit­ nessed at Wombwell & Bat-ley's me­ nagerie and circus two weeks ago, while an exhibition was being held at Hednesford, near London, says an exchange Delhi Montarno, a lion- tamer, was in the actor entering a cage containing three bears and a hyena when, it appears, he slipped down, and the animals pounced upon him in a moment. The hyena first attacked him and threw him savagely across the cage. The bears then worried him for about fifteen minutes, iting at the poor fellow savagely. It wonder that he was brought 'M bitin i-a sflive mux tarvnicoe^ out of their cage. He was, V. N. Ford assumed the duties ofLam»owever, still living when eventually Lighter and Street Commissioner oaken from them, and was removed Saturday of last week. o the Anglesy Hotel, but his inju- Ed. Morton is painting Chas. Kublanlios were of so serious a nature that no house on Main street. lope was entertained of his recovery. James Philp S!-. was in Woodstock lingered until about 11 o'clock business on Monday of this week. md then expired. The scene In the Mr. Sedlecek has his new residentne'^Keria during the unfortunate nearly ready to move into. nan's struggle with the savage beasts Miss Ella Hart spent Saturday anvas one of the wildest excitement. Sunday last at Marengo, with h£he female portion of the audience brother, Prof C. W. Hart. creamed, and both males and females Mr. and Mrs. Henry Keyes attendeuslied about in the vain endeavor to the reunion of the 15th Illinois Yolufct out of the place. Many were teers, at Waukegan, on Tuesday of thjpmpelled to witness the terrible week. cene enacted in the cage without be Mrs. John Gillespie, of Chicago, is tjng able to assist the poor fellow who tomers would be a different class 'from those of private savings banks. Whereas the latter handle large sums for business men and have the cus­ tody of estates, trusts and the like, TJticIc Sam would deal with the com­ paratively inconsiderable savings of the working people. "Another obstacle has been the lack of interest-bearing securities of the Government in which to invest the enormous sums that would be re­ ceived on deposit. A conservative es­ timate has placed the amount which would come into postal savings de­ positories, if they were established in this country, at $500,000,000, which sum would probably oe reached in less than two years. This money, of course, could not bo locked up in vaults and thus withdrawn from cir­ culation. " It must be made to pay its way, so to speak--to earn interest for depositors and also to compensate postofflce employes In wages for work they would do in connection with handling it and keeping records of it. The most natural and secure way of disposing of these deposits would be to invest them in Government bonds. Unfortunately Government bonds are rapidly disappearing; the last of them will mature in aoout sixteen years." "How far does public sentiment favor the scheme?" '^Public sentiment universally de­ mands its adoption," replied. Mr. Wanamaker. "The people are eager for a chance to deposit their savings wi oh the Government. They feel that in Uncle Sam's hands their money would be absolutely safe, whereas there is always a possibility that the strongest private firm may burst. Thousands and thousands of Individuals ail over the United States who how hoard their savings iri stock­ ings and teaoots through distrust of the private banks would rush im­ mediately to give them into the keep­ ing of the Government. . ; "Another p&lnt I should mention right here is the fact that private savings banksare distributed very un­ equally over the country. There are 647 mutual savings banks in the Union, and ^11 but eleven of then[i are in the New England and Middle States. There are 364 stock saviags banks, and of these only forty-two are in the Southern States, which section is provided ^ith no mutual savings banks at all. While in New Eng­ land the average distance from the nearest savings bank to the postofflce, which may be assumed to be the cen­ ter of any community, is ten miles, in the Southern States it is thirty- three miles, on the Pacific slope fifty- two miles, in the Middle States twenty-five miles and in the Western States twenty-six miles." "What grounds have private hanks for fearing that their business would be damaged by government savings depositories?" "None whatever, if the experience of the whole civilized world is to have any weight," said the Postmaster General. "I have received very in­ teresting reports from all the coun­ tries where successful government savings banks are „in operation. These embrace France, Austria, Italy, Belgium, Hungary, Sweden, and the Netherlands. They are unanimous in the statement that there has been no antagonism whatever between pri­ vate ffanks^and those under govern­ ment control, and that the former have received no injury from the lat­ ter. On the contrary they declare that the number of .private banks and t.he amounts of their deposits have Increased, the government drawing its own custom from an entirely dif­ ferent class of patrons." •Why do not private banks possess the confidence of small depositors?" "Partly because in many of the States there is no adequate State supervision. From the best informa­ tion 1 can get it seems that in twenty- six States of the Union, three Terri­ tories, and thexDistrict of Columbia AfriL vfcird, with^atcil breath, listened. "You must tell, or go away, or something soon," said Bella, in a •firmer voice. "Yes, I'll do it to-flay,*' answered Mr. Evans, after a pause; then, "thank you, my dear, for your kind­ ness in this little matter. Poor little Mattie! It is rather hard on her." There was a sound of meeting lips, and presently Bella's footsteps sounded upon *he stairs again. Mattie waited until Mrs. Sterling had entered her room, and then she, too, ascended to her apartment, slowly and so falteringly that more than once the banisters supported her whole weight. Once in her own room, she shed the tears she had before driven back, released the sobs which struggled in her throat, muttering the stinging little words, "Poor little Mattie--it is rather hard on her;" ' laughed harshly as she chided herself for evincing the slightest sign by which he could fancy she cared for him, dried her eyes and then turned her (attention from her own affairs and thought of Jack. "Poor Jack!" she murmured: ••and 4vas in such imminent danger of losing his life. An inquest on the body was held Mr. Frank Bostock, the proprietor of the menagerie, stated that Delhi Montarno, the lion-turner, was a negro. The animals with which he went into the cage to perform were the quietest in the show. When they attacked the deceased, witness entered the den, but failed for some time to get them away from Montarno. The latter had long been a tamer of wild boasts and had never before met with an dccident in the pursuit of his calling. Jagus Martin, a lion-tamer, attached to the menagerie, stated that the deceased stumbled and fell as he entered the bears' cage and the brumes at once attacked him. Dr. Butler, who was present when the shocking scene occurred, stated that everything possible was done to get the poor fellow out of the clutches ot the animals, but he was so seridluslv injured when eventually removed from the cage that he died witbiu twenty minutes* A GBEAT many men can stand theii own singing who will leave the boust at night when the babv cries VVi IrHlIU ' Ti'hlct I propound." -*'• "What is your plan in detail, Mr. Wanamaker?-' Ml advocate the adoption of a system which will readily adapt itself to the wants of the people. My plan is to use cards, with spaces for postage stamps to be aflixed to them--the cards with stamps to be received in lieu of cash as deposits. In the ab­ sence of government securities for in­ vestment of the cash, I suggest that the money be kept in circulation and made to earn a low rate of interest by lending the deposits received in each State to the national banks of the same State. The latter, of course, would be glad to pay a low rate of interest to the Government, making their profits from the pre­ vailing higher rate. The savings de­ posits would be made preferred claims against the assets of the national banks. This seems to me an en­ tirely safe and practicable method. No exception can be taken on the score that it does not offer adequate, security, for statistics show that in the case of national banks only one- twentieth of 1 per cent, annually of their liabilities has been lost by failures." Vfcer« Waa m Uof, The tramp, hardened though he was by an unhappy struggle of life, was really touched at the sight of the sweet young girl who opened the door in response to his knock, says tho Detroit Tribune. *3?iicrs vag ^ dreamy look in her big blue eyes, as if her thoughts were not centered in the book in her hand, between whose leaves was thrust a dainty forefinger to keep the place. And she blushed confusedly to see a stranger. "Kind lady," whined the man, "can you give a poor wanderer something to eat?" She stared in innocent indecision. "I --I con't know you," she faltered after a moment. "Papa and mamma are both away and " "Aha!" The tramp instantly discarded his air of humility and advanced toward the slight young woman. "Gimmea dol­ lar!" he growled. She gasped and turned pale with fright. "Oh, good sir, don't." His horrid, leering face was so near that she could feel bis breath upon her cheek. ,4Ow! Wow! Help! Tlge! Oh, come, Toige!" There was a rushing sound from the direction of tho woodshed, with a clicking as of claws upon the floor, and a body of some sort was precipi­ tated against the closed door behind the slender, girlish figure. "Here, Tige." Trembingly and hysterically she placed her hand upon the latch. "D-don't open the d-door." Ihe rough, heartless man was crying again. ••Pardon me, I beg of you. I --I really meant nothing. I was only trying to scare you. Would you kindly oblige me with the time of day?" Weak with horror the girl leaned against the wall, like a stricken flower. She cofold not speak. "Yip, yip, yip." It was an exceedingly small dog that was barking in the woodshed. The sounds was so ex­ tremely attenuated as to preclude any other supposition. "Aha!" The tramp scowled malignantly. "Young woman." he hissed, "gimme $5 this " With nerveless touch she raised the latch. "Minute or--'--" "Sic 'em Tige!" In after years the man was unable to tell clearly how it all happened. He merely retained a shadowy recollection of a large brown mastiff and an excited, barking poodle bursting through the door simulta­ neously, with a^limp, frightened girl in the background; but the details of his escape left absolutely no impres­ sion on his memory. fllaok Buck Hunting In India. The black buck of India is a very graceful animal, weighing between thirty and fifty pounds. The hide of the male, when full-grown, is of inky blackness on the back, while the belly is as white as snow; the con­ trast being very striking. The horns are black and spiral in shape, and in length average about eighteen inches, although they have been known to reach twenty-six inches. The animals are usually found in herds, and are difficult to approach on foot, as the bucks toss their heads in the air from time to time in a very graceful manner, and some One of them is almost sure to detelct any attempt at stalking. They are at times hunted on horseback, but the usual method in many sections is to .use a conveyance very much like the back of a horse, only shorter and made of wood. This is on wheels, is drawn by bullocks, and is called a jungle-cart. It is very close to the ground, and from both sides project flat pieces of wood, upon which the feet rest. The inside is hollow and holds ammunition and luncheon. It is believed they take the" queer little wooden arrangement on wheels for a plow, and consequently arc not much alarmed as it draws nearer them in ever-decreasing circles. The bullocks no law whatever^exists in respect to nlove at the word of oommand, and private banks--that is to say, anv person or firm can undertake the ousiness of private banking in any of those States or Territories without j legal restriction of any sort and with­ out supervision or control under the law. In eight States and three Territories no reports of condition nor examinations are required by law of banks incorporated under State au­ thority. The Treasury reports show are accompanied by a shikaree^ or native hunter. The bucks never seem to fear the inhabitants, doubt- less having learned they are without guns, and therefore hot to be dreaded. --St. Nicholas. la Coneumption Contagions? Health Officer Yeale reported to the Board of Health recently that 72,275 deaths from consumption had that prior to 1879 the losses incident occurred in this city since July, 1860, up to date; and suggested, whether it would not be advisable to add con­ sumption to the list of contagious diseases to be reported to him. He pointed out that if, as certain, people claim, consumption is a contagious, infectious, or communicable disease, it must to a certain extent be pre­ ventable. The matter was referred to the Sanitary Committee. Maj. Yeale stated afterward that there are from 2,800 to 3,000 deaths from consumption in Philadelphia every year, and was clearly of opinion that preventable action was ncces* sary.--Philadelphia Record, to three or four failures of private banking concerns were equal to the total losses which had up to that time occurred under the national system." "How far has this matter been brought to the attention of Con­ gress?" Mr. Wanamaker was asked. "I made a detailed argument on the subject during the last session of Congress," be replied, "and I have just addresssed another to Chairman Sawyer of the Senate Postofflce Com­ mittee in response to an inquiry from his committee. In this I have stated the best reasons known to me, which I regard as conclusive ones, why post­ al savings depositories ought to be Inaugurated. To these I have added the views on the same question ex­ pressed by a number of my prede­ cessors; also a table showing the at­ tempted legislation in the matter, and, what is likely to be of great value, a careful compilation of the essential details of all existing foreign systems, describing their plans of , (>ypi|«i and Mailt, The alleged connection l&tween gypsies and the nails used in the cru­ cifixion has frequently been referred to. It is said that the tinkers ar< descendants of the one who made thj nails for the cross and arecondemne l to wander continually without, rest This tradition is very common ih thj Highlands of Scotland* . 1'} ft' '" ;^: -J'5, "if. DavW 'Asia, came one eveiling upon a Cossack camp. Fires were blazing, and round them were stretched the men, resting after a hard day's march. The traveler has been long on the road, and, with his white Russian forage cap and travel-stained clothing, looked so much like the Cossacks themselves that he entered the camp quite un­ noticed. Then he sat down on a stone, and took out a colored map of the country, knowing well that the strange sight would bring the men about him immediately. So it proved. He suddenly became aware of a gaunt, sallow,. gray-mous- tached visage--so criss-crossed with sabre-scars as to look like a railway- map--peering inquisitively over his shoulder. Then another and another came edging in, till he was completely surrounded by wild figures and grim faces. "What's that picture father? We can't quite make it out." "It's not a picture at all, brothers --it's a plan that shows me the very Way by which you have come here from Holy Russia, and all the places you have passed through." Then, seeming not to notice the looks of unbelief, and ttfe meaning grins with which his hearers received vv Iit*ij i.liey euusiuereu io be a most outrageous lie, he went on,--- "Up here, at Orenburg, you passed the Ural River, and then marched eastward to Orsk, where you crossea the frontier and turned to the south­ east." "So we did, comrades!" shouted half a dozen voices at once. "He speaks the truth--so we did." "Then you passed Fort Kara Biltak, crossed the Kara Koum Desert, and halted here, and here, and here," naming and describing various posts. The Cossacks listened open-mouthed to the familiar names, and the ex­ cited-clamor was followed by a silence oi utter amazement. Then one said-- "Fat ier, can you show as the very place we are now?" "To be sure I can, my lad. See, that black spot is the village yonder; there's the river twisting and wind­ ing; and here is your camp." There was another pause of blank bewilderment, and then the scarred veteran, with the gray moustache, asked, in awe-stricken whisper: "But» father, tell me for the love of Heaven, if we've marched a thousand miles since leaving Holy Russia, how can it all go into a little scrap of paper no bigger than an Easter cake?" Motility or Talt <;lrt*. the advantages the little wo­ man possesses Chronicled the other day, but the tall girl has her own good points. The present fashions suits her down to the ground and a good way along the ground, too. She can make pic­ tures of herself leaning on things and reclining and all that. She can lean and sway and wind toward a felloW when he has his arms about her, as the little woman can't at all. She is just a little shorter, of course, than the average man, and being that much nearer she is lust that much more temptation when she looks up at him. She can run and row and ride more comfortably, and with more grace than can the little woman, and to a 1(^ of men this is a great attraction. You can suspect her of soulfulness, deep feeling and thought, and her at­ tention can just by so much flatter a man. She can be elusive and slippery, and now-I-have-you-and-now-I-don't in a poitic and pulse-driving way. Of course any woman can be that, but it suits the tali woman particularly well. She can suggest Bernhardt, if you like that sort ol thing, and be­ sides, you feel as if you had gotten more, as it were, when you do get hold of her. . . A tall woman can push her head up under your chin and about your throat, while the little woman has to burrow about your third vest button. She can let her chjeek touch yours by mistake, you know in the dance, or wherever it may happen. There is hardly any­ thing so fetching as that. A little woman would have to get on stilts to do it. A fellow can keep his shirt front in better order, too, and love-making is less hard work when your girl is somewhere within easy reach. Then, too, if she does take to ordering you around you feel less like a fool than when a five-foot-nothing woman makes you walk chalk. I have even heard men say that a woman taller that themselves was--but I can't be­ lieve it. Fancy looking up at your girl and getting an under view of her chin in­ stead of a sweep of eye-lashes!--Wash­ ington Post (•rim Humor, Among the peculiarities of Selwyn, which attracted attention, were his love of children and his morbid taste to see death or the dead. • Not an execution escaped him, and he is said to have made a journey to Paris to see Damiens broken on the wheel. This last propensity was the subject ot many a joke among his intimates, of which the first Lord Holland's was the best. When on his deathbed, he was told that Selwyn had called to inquire after him. "The next time Mr. Selwyn calls," said he, "show him up; for if I am alive I shall be de­ lighted to see, and if I am dead he will b& glad to see me." Sheridan, too, when dying, on being requested to undergo an operation, humorously replied that he had al­ ready submitted to two, which was enough for one man's lifetime. Be­ ing asked what they were, he an­ swered: "Having my hair cut and sitting for my picture." The field of battle has produced many an example of grim humor, and a capital story is told of how, When Sir WiiHam Scrope was about to charge with his troops at the famous con­ flict of Edgehill, at the opening ball of the Parliamentary campaign against Charles I., he said to his young scape­ grace of a son: "Jack, if I should be killed^ lad, you will have enough to spend," to which the witty rogue an­ swered: "And egad, father, if I should be killed, you will have enough to pay." A DOIXAU in your pocket is worth five invested in a lottery ticket. a '-ir v V; * " - • •. • - - ' v < »- , f > iti,. A tragedy took place recently BurroUgh Valley, a locality Msong tho-. foothills of the Sierra Nevada, which' resulted in the death of Indltm Maze, a Digger about forty years old. Thli in itself would not be remarkably > says the San Francisco Chronical, were it not that it is the consuming tlon of a feud of nearly twenty year* ^ standing, and the working out Of r#r ' venge by an Indian who all this tin# had been supposed dead by the mem­ bers of his tribe and had boQn almost forgotten by his people. There is ft piece of savage romapce connected with it that would figure well in thf novel of the border. fal The story as told here this morning is that some twenty years ago, or ' nearly that long, two Indians, at ~ that time savages, named Maze and Purrit, were smitten with the charms of a dusky maiden of their own tribe, and, inasmuch as they wee© unable to settle the matter in tlvs ordinary ways of courtship, they de» cided to settle it in combat. With­ out any seconds or witnesses to takfe note of the affray they met one d£|# in Sycamore Valley, a small canyon, which is still unsettled bv white men. The weapons were clubs and the tight was to a ttaisn, and at its close Indian Purrit lay like one dead and his antagonist went away victo­ rious from the scene of the conflict^; He supposed he had killed his foe, but the prostrate Indian was not Hi * the spirit land, but only stunned by the blows of the club. Whether In­ dian Maze won the hand of the dusky maiden who was the cause of the bat* tie is not stated in the information,* It is not essential to the story, but it may be supposed that he did, and thftt for the succeeding years she was the queen of his lovely wigwam. Purrit, the defeated Indian, was not dead, and after he regained consciousness he made off, no one knows where. His antagonist spread the report that Purrit was sleeping with his fathers, and it was so believed. That ended the first chapter of the story. Netvrly twenty years elapsed before anything else was heard of the affair. . ^ The other day some cattlemen wlf© were passing through Sycamore Canyon were horrified to find the dead body of old Indian Maze tied hand and foot to a fog. His death was due to a very small wound in the jugular* vain made by the point of a knife, or, as there is reason to believe, by a horseshoe nail ground down to a sharp point. The surroundings showed that a terrible struggle had taken place, and it was evident that old Maze had been overpowered, tied firmly to the log, and then the sharpened nail driven into the vein of his neck and he allowed to bleed slowly to death. The deed had evi­ dently been done that day. It wash# mystery, and one very peculiar, and the cattle herders spread the report. The Indians, and there are many of them in that locality, gathered from all sides and set up their dismal howls and horrible lamentations pre­ paratory to burying the dead brother. Gradually the affair began to re­ ceive light from the combined mem­ ories of the old sachems of the jig­ gers. Additional light was thrown on the matter by some one, and then another and another of the assembly, recalling that a strange Indian had been several times seen of late skulk­ ing about the hills and hiding iu the thickets of Manzanita. The deat̂ of old Maze and the strange appearance of the skulking Indian began to be associated, and when the former tragedy was recalled, the fight be­ tween Maze and Purrit, the Indians remembered that the stranger who had been skulking about the hills and hiding in the thickets was none other than Purrit. They thought he had come from the spirit woj-ld to avenge him on his adversary,and well had he done it, as tho cold body of poor old Maze, lashed to the log, was ample evidence. The defeated lover had planned well that revenge which is sweet to the child of the forest. He had waited long, and had nursed his hate through almost twenty years, biding his time to strike the blow which should balance accounts between him­ self and his mortal foe, according to the Indian style of bookkeeping. By what means, he had decoyed old Maze into that glen--to the very spot where the duel of years before had taken place--is not known. Probably he lay in wait, and overpowered the old man by sheer strength, bound him fast, and then killed him. Neither is it known where he had remained ali the years. No tidings of him had ever come back to his kindred, and they had long ago given him up as among the dead. But they did not? reckon rightly. No trace of Pur­ rit has been found since. The In­ dians have searched for hitn through all the thickets, but in vain. Per­ haps he has gone back to the land where he had hidden and had foupd a home during all the years in which he had been nursing his revenge and was waiting for the day when, he would settle scares with old Maze.- -- CrowdMl Citlna ot'th# Long Island is the burying ground for New York's dead, and a round trip to the present cemeteries is now a day's journey. But little space Is left in Greenwoods, Evergreen, Cal­ vary and Cypress Hill, the big cities of the dead across the East River, and if it becomes necessary to seek new burying grounds further away, busy New Yorkers will never find time to go to funerals. As it is now, funerais are rushed with a haste that would shock people in slow-going communities. New York is too busy to waste any time over the dead. They are in the way and the.sooner out of it the better, seems to be the idea here. Hearses are driven at a swift trot from church to cemetary, and there is often an exciting race be tween funeral processions to be first on board the ferry-boat. The first thing a New Yorker learns is to run to catch a ferry-boat When he crosses t he river for the last time "he ' leads the rushing, struggling proces- *' ion, and it ought to be some conso- - ^ lation to him to know that he was first on board for once. New York is Ifvl! a great place to live, but it must be ^ C ^ an unsatisfactory place to die for those who care to be burled in the " -• v, old-fashioned, slow and solemn waj$f 7 > . ? --Pittsburgh Leader. ^ 4 ̂ I i ' ^ 4 J • . tlx* - ".I "rt? \L liSk! m-i

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