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And dost bestow tflem--when thou . passest hy! 1 ' ' ;iy, •"•Portland Transcript. , f ' WHAT'S IN A NAME ?" & • S->'< t: m pe LGY MAIN- waring was not a bad fellow at heart, but we always thought in the regiment that his jeal­ ousy of h i 8 cousin Percival a m o u n t e d a l ­ most to insan- Perclval was Algy's superior in •wry respect; it was a pity they both 4ied on the Grey Horse, for if two Allows don't like each other, it's rather a bone to have them at such close quar- tar& But, as ill-luck would have it, •e thine would serve Algy but the Grey •Hwse--chiefly, I believe, because his eeosin had just been appointed. I don't think Percival shared his dis- Ile had got the best of it all The two men came against other at every turn; they were good shots, both first-rate riders, t Algy carried his jealousy into his and the other didn't, which gave HB very much the advantage. Gradually Algy was making himself •Horribly unpopular in the regiment, «Bd, indeed, in all the neighborhood, by bitter cynicism of his tongue, and mim by an idiotic habit of practical jok- •lag. which seemed to be growing upon VH, and ended by shutting many doors him. But he was a handsome m, tall, well set up, with awfully manners (when he was so mind- , and he was nearly always a favor- at first; so when one door closed an- opened. and bis experiences, in- of doing him good, only served t* make him indifferent to people's eptekm, and a sort of "don't careish- wmT settled down on him, which did •at help to make him more popular. Wken he and Percival both fell in with Maude Lafone, we really it there would be bloodshed; but tely for the peace of* the realm, never was a question as to which «f the two Miss Maude preferred. Algy Jast walked in and won--and although 1 think he adored Maude, half his sat- Mfcrtion lay in the besting of Percival! He, poor fellow, took his beating like a Men. although he was awfully cnt up. tlem? said he rode very hard that win- ; and I think we were all glad when the regiment left Harp(<nden, and poor fid Percival had no longer got the spec­ tacle of the triumphant Algy perpet- before his eyes. engagement was likely to be a log one, for Maude Lafone had very •ttle money of her own, and the ont-at- elbow condition of her fiance was pro­ verbial, Things dragged on for a year, Airing which Algy's temper became •WMthtng awful. I think he couldn't tprtke op his mind to leave the regiment try to get something to do; he was eat out for soldiering, and scarcely fit W$r any other occupation. Old Lafone had a little place in Ross- on the coast, where you could put In a. couple of weeks very comfortably irfter plover, rabbits and such like, and tUM get a dozen or so brace of grouse. lh»r had a little steam launch, and the 4cep-sea fishing was rather fun, all around Cromarty. About the time of tbe Inverness meeting Algy and I went l|i there and had a capital week's egwrt. All went well until the last day «T our visit when Old Lafone talked >liae8» with Algy, and upset him #rs»dfally. He said his future son-in- feaw must make QP his mind what he ,V*> going to do--whether he was going Id try for an adjutancy or leave the arnny altogether. He (Mr. Lafone) «E«ld not have Maude hanging on and #tiuuiii£ uer life for nothing. All he •aid was fair enough, if he hadn't up­ set the whole apple-cart by saying that It was a pity Maude hadn't fancied gfTchrai I don't think ho moant nny- grumbllng at the presence of the old girl, for she brok6 the sombre black­ ness of Algy's gloom. ( At the Perth statlbn, Wfiere we lunched, he looked after our fellow- traveler with such tetwfer care that, al­ though there was now plenty of room in the train, she utterly declined to re­ move herself and her luggrigte from our carriage. Algy had drunk a lot of that beastly champagne1 yon get at Perth. I noticed he was very rttich flushed and excited when he returned to our carriage. He began giving our travel­ ing companion details of his career borrowed largely from the pages of Rudyard Kipling, the most blood-curd­ ling adventures followed each other in rapid succession, while I sat furious in my corner, cursing him for a fool. The old lady was completely fascinated, and kept on saying it sounded like a romance--which, indeed, it did! There really was nothing Algy hadn't done; he had been in .Tiuneson's raid, he had fought at Suakitn, he had held a fort with a handful of men against thou­ sands of Afghans, he was 6rte of the three survivors of the wreck of the Drum in cm d Castle. . . A I wondered how much the old girl frehld stand, but she swallowed it all down like milk, and when we got to Edinburgh, where we parted, she begged Algy to tell her his name. To my disgust, I saw him hand her his card, and she warmly en­ treated us both, if we were ever in Edinburgh again, to come and see her in Drumsheugh Gardens. I thought Algy was going altogether too far, giving his name, with the regi­ ment and all, to be discredited like this for the sake of a silly joke, and I pitch­ ed into him well as the train lumbered out of Waverley station. Algy laughed boisterously. "I didn't give her my name, you old duffer," he said, "I gave her Percival's. I happen­ ed to have A card of my Immaculate cousin's in my pocket, and I handed it over to the old girl. Percival will bo rather surprised if he meets her some day to hear that he Is the 'hero of a hundred fights' that he has only read of in the newspapers." I saw that it was no use saying any more, so buried mysel? in my cigar and railway rug. After a bit; the effect of the champagne beginning to wear off, Algy grew more morose -again and raved against fate and Percival and old Lafone until finally he dropped off to sleep, to my great relief, and I was at last allowed to do the same. / A day or two irfter we had rejoined, Algy came fttto'my room In the bar­ racks with a ^ace as White OS. a sheet, and a letter in his hand. It geemed he had thought better of his conduct to old Lafone and had written aud ftelegraph- ed, imploring Mhude to forgjve him. And now she^bajd writte« 5to ,say that the separation nrust be final*" that on knowing him better she felt she couldn't trust him, and that a marriage would not be for their happiness. Algy must take this as final.,, v ,• I read the letter over, andjfold him I thought she meant it. And so it turn­ ed out, for no tinmblinir* % the dust on the part of Algy^ad any Effect. It was all at an end. The pool? chap was frightfully cut up; the "whole thing was his own fault, which, of course, wasn't a soothing reflection. -{There was noth­ ing to be done', however, TnK.te try and bear it. Soon aftei; he applied to ex­ change into the Whlt^ Lancers, and for some time I saw nothing of him. They didn't care for him in the White Lan­ cers, and christened him "Melancholy Jaqnes." Although Itcea&es that fate had been a b£ rough cwrxjiin, I thought he should hive sljown; mote pluck. What made things worse for Algy, Per­ cival was KOJJK in strong for Maude Lafone, although her people did not en­ courage him much, as he was even worse off than his cousin! One day Percival came into the mess with an expression of utter bewilder­ ment on his face and a long blue en­ velope in his hand. "I say, you fellows," he said, "here's the most extraordinary thing! . . . Did any of you ever hear of a Mrs. El­ len Macfee, of No. 6 Drumsheugh Gar­ dens, Edinburgh ?" I looked up. -Surely I had heard that name before „. . . but where? . . . Suddenly it flashed across me that ft was our old acquaintance of the train! "Well." contonued Percival, "I've just had a letter from a firm in Edin­ burgh--writers to the signet, whatever that may mean; something like a solici­ tor in England, I suppose--to say that Mrs. Ellen Macfee is dead, and has left me the whole of her fortune, amount­ ing to £5,000 a year! I never set eyes on the woman in my life--never even heard of her. But here it is, all cor­ rect 'To Captain Percival Malnwar- ing, of Her Majesty's Grey Horse.' It'3 one of those things no fellow can un­ derstand; but did any one ever hear of such an extraordinary piece of luck!" A month later the Morning Post con­ tained the announcement of the mar­ riage of Captain Percival Mainwaring, of Her Majesty's Grey Horse, to Miss Maude Lafone.--1The London Star. ^ thing by it, but Algy was simply fu- • ,siouK and there and then broke off the p-. • -engagement. I think old Lafone was a itt startled, but Algy was too angry to ifcien to a word, and he left tUe house f'i|n fto«r after without seeing Maude. ^ , Vb fact, fie behaved, like the w ay ward. Attempered chap be always was wh';n "naj Wili--c: crossed him; and yet I jU/-;- •wriefn't help feeling sorry for him. and. Foo Cultured. THE NEW EASTER BONNET. Ata't no B*st*r bonnets now lite what they nso ter be-- Th« ones they looked so aweet In ter the ol'-tlBae boys an'--mc; They fix 'em up In liner style--with millinery strong; Ain't nnthin' like onr ftweethearta WON when yon an' me wus yonngl Ain't nothln' like the bonnets of the ol* days In the dells. When we heard the hallelalahs of the wel­ come Easter bells; Thar wuin't so much color then, Invlttn' of the view, But yer sweetheart wore the Ulles sn* the violets fer you! An' jeet * plain, bright bonnet, that wus styllsber ter me rhss all the millinery I shall ever live ter •ee! Ter sweetheart smiled beneath It--a plctur' framed In white, la Helds "arrayed In Uvln' green"--hy "riverB of delight." v It's right enough ter wear *em, fixed up with this an' that-- / With a poor, stuffed bird s-stsrln' from the middle of the hnt; Bat fer me they're no attraction, in the flamln' winders bung-- I sigh fer them our sweethearts wore when you an' me wus young. v \W7 *•7 'A 'i alOkflMigb I disapproved of the whole proceeding. I came a why at the same ffeMtfie did. and we journeyed together at flor as Edinburgh. At Isvcrnuss an old lady got into our «srriage. apologizing for tiie intrusion, wad ̂ plaining that there wasn't a cor­ ner anywhere in the train. Of course, >«we both put out our cigars, and pro­ tested that there was no necessity for girl's apologies, although 1. for J -- felt intensely aggrieved at her ! pneace. What's one to do on a long ijjpcrney if one mayn't smoke? 1 fhragfet it simple cruelty to animals, antf tin and there made up my mind ti join "the smokers' league," if any it association exists for the protec- ! ©f helpless males. ^ 1 Hiust say that this 'sort .of adven- .. |nsv showed Algy at his best. He was £ «M>toiug to our traveling companion, his own things out of the way * ' WK0 disposing, of her multitudinous ' v luggage In the places best suited their varied and wonderful shapes. .||f |be time we got to Perth the two 7 <|pn as thick as thieves, and I ceased V- lf ' '< ' " - ̂ h i -1 ̂ ̂ <• A writer in the Critic speaks some­ what scofflngly of the requirements of "Boston culture" as applied to all i walks of life. Of course her tone is satirical, and she gives humorous illus­ trations, the best of which is this: Learning, like religion, has In all ages its martyrs, its Galileos, its Giordano Brunos. Visiting in Nebraska a few years ago, I was told the following story: A brakeman from Boston was employed on the line of a railroad run­ ning from Nebraska City to Beatrice When it became fliis dut)- to c^ll out the name ol this'last stfttlo^i, lie pro nounced it fo the most approved Tus can "Bay-ah-tree-chay!" The passengers, simple souls, were at a loss what to do. They rose from their 1 seats and hesitated. Some sat down | again, and so were carried past their destination. This sort of thing contin­ ued. the brakeman was complained of, and he lost his place. 5 Mi. "Oh, there goes my basket!" The basket certainly was going. Down the steep embankment, above which these four were walking--Elise and her three beaux, whom the wit of the town had nicknamed "three beaux to her string"-- the little beribboned, chiptwisted thing, tumbled and hopped and somersaulted, spilling all its load of wild anemones as it went, until it rested in the ditch, just this side of the shining steel rails at the bot­ tom. It was early spring, but already the woods above the railroad track were rich­ ly carpeted with anemones. Elise Cabel may have been strictly truthful when she said that she would give her life to gather wild anemones, but it is just possible that her fondness for that particular flower may have been partly due to the oppor­ tunities afforded by its quest for long ram­ bles with one or more of her three satel­ lites. On the whole she seemed to pre­ fer being accompanied by all three of them, like a young queen. Now that her basket was gone down the embankment she stood with clasped lingers, looking from one to the other of the young men, as If in displeased surprise that all three did not at once back down the embank­ ment to retrieve the fallen treasures. "I'll go and get it," said Ben Scadleigh. "I'll see where it is," said Breck Mc- Knight. Then these two began to get into posi­ tion for a careful descent of at least four­ teen feet to the track below. The face of the cutting was covered with loose shale, and the pieces rolled away to the bottom under the pressure of their feet. But for the third swain, a tall and somewhat loosely built example of young Southern manhood, he quietly made his arrangements to sit on the edge and rest himself. '"Take a seat, Elise," he said, "and make yonrself comfortable." .. "Aren't you going down?" Elise asked him. "No, I ain't. I'm going to wait here till they break their necks or get run over by that Cincinnati Southern express--must be about due here by now--then I'll go and fetch what's left of them--and the basket." Well, I did think you were more gal­ lant than that, Joe," said Elise, with sar­ castic emphasis. All the same, she, too, settled herself on the grass to watch the competitive exhibition of acrobatics going on below them. Well, I reckon it won't take three of us to bring up that little bit of a basket," said Joe, beginning to chew at a stalk of grass.. Here comes the train, rare enough," Elise cried. A long whistle interrupted her exclama­ tion, and out of the tunnel that opened where the hill rounded, only a score or two of yards away from them, the express came clanging and roaring at full speed. Just then Scadleigh turned quickly to see where"Mclvnight was; a mass of shale, either shaken by the vibration of the ap­ proaching train or disturbed by Scad- leigh's sudden movement, fell to the bot­ tom of the steep incline, and Scadleigh rolled down with it. As the express rolled by passengers idly looking through the windows of the cars saw on the verge of the precipice above them a terrified girl staring wildly down on them; by her a young man apparently paralyzed for the moment; half way down the embankment, another young man, who, by his gestures, was trying to com­ municate with some one on the level of the track. Conductors and trainmen leaned over the platform guards and look­ ed intently along the rail on the inside. There was a bump and a rush of steam. The air brakes were being applied. When half a dozen train hands some minutes later reached the spot, running from where the brakes had at last brought the train's speed down to a safe jumping- off rate, they found McKnight and Joe Benton stooping over Scadleigh, who lay in the drain that separated the roadbed from the face of the cutting. Is he dead?" one of them asked. . . "No, he's only fainted," Joe answered. "Well, serves him right." And the disgusted officials pulling out their watches turned and. hurried back to catch their train, thinking only of the time lost through this absurd approach to a fatality. "His ankle is sprained," Joe shouted up to Elise. "You go on to the slope over the tunnel and we'll get him up all right." It was not a very severe sprain, in truth, but poor Ben Scadleigh had gone through the most terrible experience of his life while he slid down--as it seemed to him-- at full speed to catch the driving wheels of the great monster that rushed at him from out the tunnel. In that little mo­ ment he had not remembered that the drain would be sure to catch him. He awoke to consciousness after what Seem­ ed a long and terrible dream of clanking wheels thundering over him in the shal­ low, muddy chanuel. The other two men dashed «ome handfuls of water in his face, and then he recovered sufficiently to ask, "Is my bair gray?" The laughter that greeted this question was a welcome sound to him. McKnight and Benton were wandering along the drain trying, if possible, to find some old pieces of timber that might serve to make an extempore litter on which to carry Easter Is unique among the world's festival periods in having its origin claimed by many nations and races. The English name of the day is derived from that of the Teutonic Goddess of Spring--Ostera, whose name signified "The Arisen," a mythical being who was worshipped before Christianity was thought of. The Druids, who seem to have been the only religious sect in Britain before the Roman conquest, held yearly a spring celebration in honor of the vernal resurrection of the vegetable world, and religious rites were part of the ceremony. Similar observ­ ances were general among the older Asiatic races, and the Egyptians, Greeks and the Romans, as well as the Teutonic tribes of Europe in pre-Christian times. The Jewish Feast of the Passover had for about a thousand years been cele­ brated in the early spring, and the early Christians, most of whom were of the Hebrew race, continued to celebrate it in token of the saving of their race from the tenth great plague which immediately preceded the Exodus. It was, easy, therefore, for the early Christians when they became organized, and began to celebrate certain anniversaries of special meaning to them, to have Easter and its symbolism adopted by all converts. The first name by which the church designated the day was Paska, or Pascha-- a word the root of which is found in both Hebrew and Greek, and signifying a sacrifice, and some derivative of this word is stil! used in all European countries. The word "Easter" is peculiar to English-speaking nations only, and shows that the Christian festival was combined in early days with the earlier ceremonies of the heathen Goddess of Spring. and Benton watched this treatment, and one at least of them was hoping that the girl would put off yet a little longer the choice she must sooner or later make be­ tween the three. This accident had cer­ tainly given Ben Scadleigh an unfair ad­ vantage. "Joe," said McKnight to his lanky rival a few days later as they both left Elise at her gate after escorting her home from her evening visit to the enviable invalid Scadleigh, "I guess Ben has beaten both our times. We might as well quit. What do you say?" "Oh, I don't, know about that," said Joe. "We might wait a little longer." "You and I ought to come to some un­ derstanding about this thing, Joe. How long do you propose to wait?" "That's right, old man. I like to hear a fellow talk business," Joe laughed back. "Suppose we say till Easter. Then if Elise won't take one of us by that time we leave the field to Scadleigh." So these two business-like youths made this compact, with the understanding that each should do his best to win Elise, the capricious, in the meanwhile. This ar­ rangement left them a clear ten days' siege activity. Judging by appearances, however, Scad- leigh's chances were by far the best. Elise visited him every day, bringing him jellies, the work of her own hands, and flowers--but not anemones, for she hid undergone a revulsion of feeling that made her vow never to look upon an anemone again. Considering the privileges he enjoyed as an invalid, it was not wonderful that Scadleigh made no haste to be up and about. It would have been worth a scalp- ful of gray hairs, even, to have Elise sit­ ting by his couch by the hour, chatting with him and treating him with a marked deference as one who had been her knight even to the death. But a time came when the doctor could no longer allow his pa­ tient to spend night and day lounging, so Scadleigh had to own that the swelling of his ankle had gone and that he could walk as well as any other man who had not taken exercise for two weeks. It was only three days before Easter and Joe Benton was enjoying a few min­ utes' tete-a-tete with the lady of the three beaux, having gained so much time over his rival, Breck McKnight. "You put me in mind of that woman in the poem," he said--"the one that made the fellow jump into the arena." "What woman--why?" "She dropped her glove down where the dogs or lions or whatever they were, were having a fight. And then this fellow jumped down and got It." of poor Ben Scadlelgh's tumble saw a young man searching for something in the drain. "Hi, mate," one of them called from the top of a hox car, "is this here your Klon­ dike?" _ Breck McKnight looked up, swore, felt like a fool and went home. But on Easter day two packages were left at Elise Cabel's door. One of them was & satin-covered egg. The card at­ tached read, "From one who is only too happy to have risked his life for you," and inside, imbedded in caramels, was a ring. The other contained a little chip basket, decked with ribbon bows of Elise's own colors, and in the basket were three eggs marked "B. McK.," "B. S." and "J. B." The card said, "Choose your egg and tell me your choice this evening." * That evening Elise showed Joe her new ring. But she did not wear it. - "Ben Scadleigh takes too much for granted," she said. ^v Then she calmly peeled the egg marked "B. S." and threw the shell into the fire. Then she did the same with the egg mark­ ed "B. McK." "I'm going to get some salt," she said, as she turned to Joe from the door, "and we'll eat hard-boiled eggs together." "Shall I peel this one?" Joe asked, hold­ ing up the third egg. "No; I'm going to keep that ope." And Elise vanished. Soon she came back with the salt, and she looked very pretty and very red. "Where did you get the basket, Joe?" she asked as they ate their eggs. "In the drain, of course, when I picked up Ben Scadleigh." "And you kept it (^11 this time? Mean thing." < v . "Would you hatveliad me fling it at you, like the fellow in the story?" Breck MeKnight came in just as they were fij&hiftg their indigestible lunch. "Yo^e 1^»or ldte, Breck," Joe laughed. "Whtfre's Ben Scadleigh?" asked Mc­ Knight. ' "I saw 0en after church to-day," Elise answered,Vflemurely. "He isn't coming this evening." f After that she had bnly one beau to ner String*- for the rest of her life. The Eaitet1 Service. She Is there In her glory, there's nothing t» vex, And her life runs as smooth as a sonnet; Tho.ugh she may not remember a word of the text, She can tell the design of each bonnet. The One True Source of GladneM. In a world where there is so mutfh to ruffle the spirit's plumes, bow needful that entering into the secret of God's pavilion, SCADLEIGH ROLLED DOWN WITft IT, A Stt-anjcft Stnnfr, The "ilmakiur," a Finqjsh stone, whi ?h becomes ajimost wi^Jte. before the approach of fine weather, and darkens t t.. when storms are at hand, is used by away their wounded comrade, but nothing - * Kirnf AnAiiirh tai* tna nurtviaA Vfl B tfl hA the natives as a barometer, hi which they repose the highest confidence. It's a poor kiftd of rerpqptance that doesn't insure 'against 41 repetition of the offense. A single epigram may outlive a vol­ ume of machine-made philosophy. light enough for the purpose was to be found. As for Elise Cabel, she was thoroughly subdued by the mishap, for which she felt "Oh. And who reminds you of the fel­ low. Joe?" "Ben Scadleigh, of course. Only-^--" "Only what 7" "Ben didn't get the glove." "H'm. And what did this woman do then?" Joe laughed. -- -------------- "She didn't get a chance to do anything. The fellow that went and risked his life to get her glove just flung it in her face and never spoke to her again." Then there was a silence. "Joe." said Elise. timidly, after a mo­ ment or two, "would you have done that-- flung the glove in her face?" "Suppose I had brought you the glove --the basket, I mean--what would you have done?" "Oh. by the way," said Elise, suddenly remembering. "I haven't thought of that basket all this time. Who ti'as it?" "You haven't answered my question." "Well, I do want to have that basket, Joe. I suppose it's been lying out there in the wet all this time. Mamma gave me that when I was quite a little girl. It must be ruined." "Of course. Do you still want it?" "I'd give anything to get it back." • "Anything?" "Well, nearly " And at that point McKnight came into Elise's sitting room. "Breck," said Joe, "Elise wants her bas­ ket; says she'll give anything to get it back." McKnight gave an inquiring glance at the girl, whtf smiled awkwardly and blushed. Then Joe went away, and although It was much too dark for him to have found a chip basket in a railway cutting two miles outside the town--for it was nearly half-past eight of a March evening--poor which will alone bring it back to compos­ ure and peace! In a world where there is so much to sadden and depress, how bless­ ed the communion with Him in whom is the one true source and fountain of all true gladness and abiding joy! In a \«-orld where so much is ever seeking to -unhallow our spirits, to render them com­ mon and profane, how high the privilege of consecrating them anew in prayer to holiness and to God!--Truth. Now the morn wffh floods of splen$Mt , Pills the splry midnight air; Tranquil sounds and voices tender Speak of light %nd gladness there; Ne'er was living thing, I wot. Which our Lord regarded not. --John Moultrie. . , KINO OF THE EASTER FEAST. A LIFE-SAVING SHOT. •Belie that Mtrki the Reglnning of the Life-saving Service. A twenty-four-pound round shot, with a short chain attached, now lying on the table of General Superintendent Kimball, of the life-saving service, re­ calls a noted occurrence long since for­ gotten by many people. The Washing­ ton Star says that this ball is the first shot ever fired in the United States for the purpose of saving life. After per­ forming its noble service it lay for more than twenty years at the bottom of the sea. On Dec. 26, 1849, the British ship Ayrshire sailed from Ireland, bound for New York, with two hundred and two persons on board, mostly immi­ grants, seeking homes and fortunes in the States. In those days transatlantic steamers were not numerous, the first regular line, the Cunarders, having been established only nine years be­ fore, and thousands of immigrants were transported in sailing packets. Six weeks later the Ayrshire was off the port of destination in a northeast tempest, which rolled and pitched her about with great fury. About midnight of Jan. 12, 1850, she struck bottom with terrific force, heel­ ed over toward the beach, and the sea began to sweep over her sides. Many of the passengers were women and children, who were either crowded Into one of the small deck-houses, or lashed to the bulwarks and rigging to prevent .their being swept away. The night was dark and bitter cold, and despair reign­ ed on board. However, about two hours after she struck, the half-frantic company be­ held a flash of light In-shore. Then they heard a sound as of a muffled cannon, and a moment later a heavy Iron ball came crashing on board. Attached to it was a life-line. A larger line was soon drawn to the ship by the sailors, nnd then came the life-car--at that time a new and untried service. It was a small iron boat, cov­ ered over, so that it was very nearly alike on both sides, and having in the top an opening through which persons to the number of six could crawl and shut themselves In. To some of the more timid the rem­ edy seemed almost as bad as the dis­ ease, but all save one were taken to land without the smallest mishap. The person lost was a Mr. Eell, whose sister and her daughters had been placed in the car, when he insisted on accom­ panying them. As there was no room inside the car, he undertook to cling to the outside of it, and as a matter of course, was washed off and drowned. Soon after the storm was over the hulk of the wreck began to settle In the sand, and was finaly covered. There it lay for twenty-three years, till a heavy gale set up a strong current alongshore that dug away the sand, and once more exposed the skeleton of the wreck. A party of wreckers were soon on board, and in searching the cabin, they came across the old mortar ball. There was no doubt of its identity, and it was returned to the companion­ ship of the little mortar which had sent it whizzing seaward on its errand of humanity more than twenty years be­ fore. Since the recovery of the ball, it and the mortar have been on exhibition at all the great Interstate and inter­ national exhibitions. A Bullet-Proof Animal Found. An interesting quadruped has recent­ ly been discovered which has the pe­ culiar property of a bullet-proof skin. It was first seen and shot at several years ago in the Interior of Santa Cruz* by the late Ramon Lista, who heard of the animal frequently from the In­ dians. It was described by that natur­ alist as a pangolin without scales and covered with reddish hnlr hut it woo Impossible either to kill it or capture a specimen, and by many it was believed that the observer had been deceived. Now, however. Dr. Florentino Ame- ghino has received from South Pata­ gonia some bony ossicles and a partly destroyed skin which bear out com­ plete Llsta's observations. The ossicles in question were imbedded In the skin like paving stones, the skin being slightly less than an inch in thickness and so tough as only to be broken with a hatchet. Its surface was covered with coarse hair, about two inches in length and of a reddish gray shade. Lista, who was. the only civilized man to see this animal alive, unfortunately iost his life while exploring Pilcomayo, but on account of his discovery the animal has been named Neotnylodon Listai after him. It is a survivor of the old ground sloths, and as It wan­ ders about in the night and on very rare occasions, it will doubtless be a long time before a perfect specimen is captured.--New York Post. Made by Electrical Machinery. A bridge of 900-foot span at Buda- Pesth is being erected entirely by means of electrical machinery. The iron girders used as piles to keep the water back from the excavations for the shore pillars were driven in by an electric ram. The ram was a hammer rising thirty-four feet, with a velocity of twelve feet per second. The soil out of the holes was raised by an electric windlass. The water was removed by seven centrifugal pumps, working day £nd night. The five-Inch diameter pumps were driven by ten-horse power motors, the eight-Inch by sixteen-horse power motors and one nine-Inch by a twenty-horse power motor. herself mainly responsible. When Scad- j Breck fairly simmered with anxiety. He leigh had been slowly helped up to the top of the gentle slope over the tunnel she found an outlet for her penitent feeling* in bathing his face with her handkerchief dipped at a spring close by. McKnight was silent and stupid, nnd Elise felt re­ lieved when he said good night, although it was not yet 10 o'clock. Very early the next morning the brake- men on a freight train passing the scene , Li/ir W one. . "I was sorry to do it," said Mr. Storm- Ington Barnes, "but I was obliged to take notice of such gross neglect of duty. I have discharged the property man." "He was very careless*" remarked Mr. Orestes Van Ham. "He forgot the prompt book twice." "It's worse than that this time. He has allowed the company to come away without its road map."--Washington Star. . • 1 , • - , . ' No7 Complaint. "Who's dead?" inquired a" man ot the sexton, who was digging a grave in the churchyard, reports Household Words. "Old Squire Thorn back." >'What complaint?" 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The blt|e flowers are of 594 varieties, 34 of whicftr are perfumed, and the violet blossom* : number 308,13 of which are f4eagantijr " odoriferous. ; •m . •*«,' V' J. 44Peace Hath , ̂ S>mHer Victories '•**. cf\p less renowned war," said Milton, and now* in tke Spring, is the time to get a. peaceful victory, * over the imparities <whick f have been accumulating Jti--' , >• the blood during Wmte?$ hearty eating. The ban* ner of peace is borne aloft by Hoodrs Sarsaparilla. m It brings rest and comfort to the weary anSi r - - -- -- p r o v e i t t o the great specific to be relied upon body racked by pains "of ids. ' " _ kin Vl --- --.0 -- all sorts Its beneficial effcets prove it to be . •> at specific to be relied upon fear victory. II00 i's never disappoint*. Salt Rheum--"My mother was seriousM^ afflicted with salt rheum and painful mnnlr""" - ,7 7 . » »"»• IUIII No medicine helped her until Hood's which sores. _ _ uparilla was used, which made her entireir well." 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