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MoHENRY ieb'iM cnrn 'laiudrirtei VAN SLYKE, EdRar «M ftibMatwr. ILLINOI& WHO DOES. BY H. K. V. •y*'i If O, yen, I rend my powers through, Adnzan, more or leas, thirt ta; : v 1 'In article absurd I view, Juet to see how absurd it i*. -AdVertisements I know by heart, ' Thev seem like old, familiar frienfla f [ Twonld grieve me sore, to have to put ' With any single one of them. The funny column's my delight, I always read it first of all; When reading it, a at ranger might 9 Believe me idioticaL O.yes. I read my papers through-- The "Wants" and "Ads." and storiea all Except--nndtbat I most forgot-- > Except tho editorials. r ^Yankee SCOTT. M £ . . . * {Si-, Story of a Passionless fei^euite. Br KOBEUT OVEBTOST. } ***' ' CHAPTER I. • }. * I killed Gerald Scott He fell by ' 'Hfcy hand; it was drenched with iis heart's blood. Unarmed, defence­ less, he stood before me. Coolly, un­ hurriedly, unerringly, I fired the shot Which stretched him bleeding, and in the agony of death, at my feet. He took from me all that made life worth /having--I took from him life itself. I * tilled Gerald Scott. But I did not vvMtirder him. I loved him once. We were school- 'fellows and playmates. „ He was my "-first, almost my only friend. When­ ever I think of him ROW I would, if I could, forget what be became, and re­ member him only as the merry, idle, clever, curly-headed school-boy with whom I spent my boy-life. But for him that iife wouid hare been very gloomy and very hard to bear. I had ho home *nd no parents; no brothers and no Bisters, no relatives of whom I had any 'knowledge. In place of parents I had three grim trustees, each a lawyer and * apparently dead to anything that could . not be appropriately expressed in tau­ tological language upon margined handwriting without to all signatures the presence of :hp. gfe*.yr er or sistev or re­ lative-; I had Gerald Scott. He had parents who doted on him, brothers and sisters and friends who loved him. Bis home was a very beautiful and a "very happy one. He took me there -*>nce to spend a vacation with him. I •hall never forget the touch of his mother's hand upon my head and her •kiss* as she gathered me to her. I shall never forget that the tears were in her voice, as well as in her eyes, as she •Mid, "Poor, orphaned child!" For years- afterward I cried at this recollection. When schooldays were •Wer we went to college together. Here, ••s at school, he was almost my only •friend. I was too cold and stern and 1|t»eiturn (or such appeared my charac- to be liked as gay, careless Gerald Scott was liked. What 1 might have Aeen hr.d not my early iife been so de- * veiG 'di brightness, I do not know, but ' the brightness of Gerald's young days •- seemed to grow with his growth, filling '«his«lieart and sparkling in his merry *bksi eves. I could see no fault in him. "When others called him vain and self­ ish--there were one or two who did--I imputed the charge to jealously; to en- wey of his brilliant abilities and hand­ some face and Apollo-like figure. How «X>uld he be selfish who spent money so lavishly in giving diners aud "wines" which were unsurpassed in the tradi- :%>ns of the college? / Shortly after leaving college I went : abroad. Save that I lorecLtravel, I had Jtto particular reason for going; being abroad I had no other reason for re­ gaining away for fifteen long years. JBut I did so remain. For six years the <4|)eU of the mysterious Nile held me in thrall. With a small band ot reckless •ouls around me, for six years I ex­ plored the interior of the Dark Conti- ; Aent. , * I visited India, China, Australasia; !^li|S'0yftged among the wondrous Isles of fcoutliern Seas--in fact, when I at last f feturned home I found that my fame as _ 4 traveler had preceded me by means - • '~*WE the journals I had from time to time of the "Rosebud garden of girls;" the token, the true-love pledge, her little fiugers put into my greedy hand wan a pure white rose see had taken first from me and worn in her whiter bosom. I have it still. My God! I have the dust of every petal even now. I was strangely shy with this new thing that had come into my life. It was to me so precious and holy that I could not bear the thought of others knowing of it, who would not deem it so. Gerald Scott was living near the vil­ lage which was now to me tho sweetest spot in all the wide world I had traveled over so long. But even to him I could not tell my secret, and not till weeks had passed did he guess it, though I was staying with him all tho time- save for the hours I spent with Rose. One evening, at an informal garden party in Gerald's beautiful grounds, an alfresco con cert was started by a few enthusiasts. Gradually most of us gathered round the piano, which had been brought from the house and placed in the cool shadow of a widespreading tree. Some of the songs stirred deeply my newly-awakened heart, aud when my turn came, I sang, with unwonted pathos, to aywry old and simple, plain tive air: HER ROSE. What did you tell her, jmie white rose. As you waruied oil her breast of snow? Did you breathe my name to her list'ning heart* Anil tbe tale vre three only know? Did you tell her over and over again, "He loves you--loves for aye; In the light of your eyes the darkoat night Is to him as the noon of day?" What is the meisage flow'r of love, You bring from the living shrine Where forever is kept in holy churge The 60ul that once was in mine V What -viill you tell me, rare white rose. Of her throbbing heart's reply? Or did you, to garden too fair remov'd, In languor ol rapture die] Ah! the snowy petals fade and droop, And their first eweet scent 1ms flown; But the rose has whisper <1 a message uweot, ' And the words are for me alone. I place the relic in silk and gold,. From aught else ever apar.-- • For none may see th^ rose that felt The throbbing of her heart 1 A silence followed the song--I think a silence of surprise at the light which I felt was gleaming in my face, or at the trembling of my voice and lips as I finished. I had sung the words from a tiny scroll of manuscript--not that I needed it. As I finished the manuscript flut­ tered to the ground. Gerald raised it and handed it to me. his eyes falling upon it as he did so. I felt that he suspected half my secret, and that night I told him all. When 1 took him to Rose--my one friend to my one love--I felt proud of the flush of surprise which came into his face as he gazed upon her rare and wondrous beauty. I quickly arranged to give up all my wanderings, and to settle iti England for the new life which was to be so dif­ ferent from the old. For about a year it was absolutely necessary that I should go agaiu abroad. Upon my re­ turn, my darlings was to choose her home and miue, aud become my wife. No year of my life had ever seemed so long--my heart was so very dark without her--hope was there, but an in­ finite yearning Was there also, which was near akin to pain. Oh, I was so lonely without her • When at last the twelve weary months of separation were over, and I returned, my love was lying beneath the green grass sod, and by her side was lying a blighted bud of life--her child. The name oi her murderer--the name of the father of her child--was Gerald Scott. CHAHTER IL Twice afterward Gerald Scott and 1 met-- each time met face to face. The first meeting was one of my own de­ termined seeking; when we met for the second and last time, fate sent him across my path. When I sought him it was to murder him--and I did not. When I saw him last, I had not sought him--but I killed him. My only object, when for weeks and months I followed up his trail, was to take his life, anyhow, anywhere. If I met him asleep, sick, helpless, dying, I still meant that his soul should For a aeoor d I thrilled in the trance­ like vision from head to foot. Then with both hands I grasp?! the thirsty steel, snapped it across my knee and flung blade and hilt into the sea be­ neath. Then, without a look or word, I turned upon my heel and walked flArav. As God is my witness, I left behind me every thought of vengeance forever. As God will be my judge, no thought of vengeance against Gerald Scott ever entered my soul again. That I forgave him I do not say; but that from that moment I left him wholly, fully, uhre- servedly to the judgment of High Heaven alone, Heaven itself b» my wit­ ness. CHAPTER lit. Ten years separated that from our next and final meeting this side tho grave. For ten years I had not set foot in America or in Europe; only once or twice in all that time had I even been in touch with civilization. I might never have left the threadless mazes of hidden Africa had not duty called me home. I believed that I had solved problems which had baffled geographers century after century. I had at least knowledge which I had no right to hide, and I obeyed the loud call to return and reveal fully* the results of my long ex­ ploring. On a dark and lowering night, the ship in which I had taken passage set sail for home, bearing on board more than three hundred souls. When morning dawned we were out of sight of land, and, though with shortened sail, were making terrific speed, for we were running before the wind, which rapidly grew into a gale. When night again came down upon the waste of heaving, foam-crested waves, the storm was higher still. I For days it continued with such vio- | lence that scarcely a passenger dared to venture above the hatches. The sailors , were at last lashed to their posts. Dauntless as any martyr at the stake, the skipper kept to his place day and night The seventh day passed; the sea as wild, the wind as high, the heav­ ens as black. In the midnight watch an awful cry was raised--a cry to make the boldest heart quake, the bravest face grow pale. .. .» „v i< The ship was on fire! Three hundred souls between ft&lae and water--death in the sky above, for lightning was quivering round the doomed ship, the artillery of heaven was loosing its bolts upon us--death in the black hungry billows beneath, which now, as though sure of their prey, were heaving their cruel heads less high--*• death in the tongues of flame leaping through the thick smoke which shrouded the ship like a pall from stem to stern! The hatches were burst open and the passengers rushed on deck--m&n, wo­ men and children. Some lew were sternly silent, others shrieking, weep­ ing, praying in load agony. More awful than shrieks ami screams, from some few poor women--mad--mad with hor­ ror--rose peal oa peal of* demoniac- sounding laughter. May these eyes never see such a sight again, these ears hear never again such sounds. Iu obedience to the Captain's trum­ pet-shouted orders the gallant sailors made an almost hopeless attempt to re­ store discipline among tbe seething mass of maddened mortals. As the flames gathered strength the smoke be­ came less dense, and at length a boat was lowered and launched, but swamped before a soul could board her. But not before (a hot blush of shame rises to my cheek as I write it) seveial of the male passengers had made a rush to the ship's side, with the too evident intention of seeking the chance of safety for their own lives first, and leaving women and children to their fate on the burning vessel. In the boats--for the waves continued to fall--there was, at least, a chance- on the ship they saw none. How, as by a miracle, we were saved, it is not in my purpose to tell; what I have to tell occurred before the hand of Heaven was stretched out for our relief. Tbe oowards who had rushed for the fTHE LIMEKILN CLUB. Bj-otfc*rC*«tl Ucr Smith oa Trial tar ills Life. No sooner hrd the members begun to put in an ap] oi ranee at Paradise Han than an outsider would have caught on to the fact that something of grave im- poitance was on the carpet. Elder Toots walked about with his hands crossed under his cotft tails And his face a blank. Judge Discovery Smith busied himself looking over a lot of legal docu­ ments, and Shindig M'atkins, Eight- Hour Johnson, Remember Taylor, and Samuel Shin conversed togethor in low tones and shook their head* in a grave and sorrowful manner. Giveadam Jones generally upsets the stove, knocks down the pipe, breaks a pane of glass or smashes a lamp in his exuberance of spirits, but on this occasion he entered j the hall vory softly and put in his time reading a novel entitled: "The Bloody Big Too of the Dark Heel Ravine." It was only when the meeting had been formally opened that au, explana­ tion of the mystery was hadf Brother Gardner looked sad, but full of busi­ ness, as he mounted to his station, and When the wheels had been propurly greased he said: "Gem'ien, we hasn't met heah dis eavenin' to listen to an essay or lecktur' by some famous man. We hasn't met to do bizness consarnin" de welfar' of de world in gineral an' de United States in pertickler. De occasliun is one full of sadness. Not dat we have lost a brud- der by de hand of de grim destroyer, but dat we mus' put. a livin' brudder on trial fur his life. De facts am probably known to all of you. Do committee on internal harmony, has sat tin charges to prefer agin Brudder Consider Smi'h, an' he will be 'lowed a chance to prove hisself innocent." The above named committee, through its chairman, Col. Gluecose Green, then read tho following charges: 1. Having spoken - of Brother Gard­ ner as a charlatan. 2. Renting a box at tho postoffice. 3. Going in and out of various banks without any other errand than to make people believe he is a depositor. 4. Claiming to strangers who visit Paradise Hall that he runs things there. 5. Borrowing money of members of the club and neglecting to repay the same. 6. Alleging that Brother Gardner was cutting his eloth to tecure the next presidency. 7. Advising various members to split off from Ihe old club and form a new one, the constitution of which should provide for a banquet at every meet- ing. 8. Declaring his belief that all fowls were common proj erty. "Is de accused ready fur trial?" asked the President as the readiug of the charges was finished. "He ar'," replied Brother Smith as he stepped forward. "Worry well. We will now take up charge No. 1.' How do you plead ?" "Guilty, sal), but guilty bekase I didn't know what vharlatan' meant when I used de word. I heard, one white lawyer call anodder by dat name, an' I s'posed it meant dat he kuowed about all dere was to know. I dun used it to compliment you, sah. peace an' harmony o* society. We will now go home."--Detroit Free Press. Nothing bat Rheumatic*. We hadn't been out of the bay ten imputes, and had juat got fairly to bow­ ing and bobbing on the ground swell, when I was seized with a suspicion. The Captain of the fish boat had as­ sured me by all that he held sacred that I wouldn't be sea t-ick--couldn't possibly be if I tried my hardest. It now occurred to me that he had made a sad mistake. My stomach began to roll, my head to swim, and as I hast­ ened to stretch out at full length on my back he queried: «, "Chill coming on?" "Chill! I'm seasiok--sick from head to heel!" "Can't be--can't possibly be," he calmly replied. "I noticed you had a bilious look when you came down this^ morning. Ought to look out for your liver.» "But I tell you I'm in an awful way! I can't wait another minute! Here I go * * * r "Haven't the first rymptoms of sea­ sickness," lie said, as he bit ofl' an inch of ping tobacco. " Why, you ought to have seen tbe man I had---- "Say! How much will you take to go ashore?" "Now, hear him! This shows what imagination can do." "Would $1,000 be an object to you?" "Now, then, get out those fish lines, and open a few clams for bait. We'll be among 'em in less than five minutes." "Great Jupiter, man! but my head whirls like a top!" , " "Can't possibly whirl--couldn't do it for money. There isn't sea enough on here to spill a glass of water." . "And my stomach! Lands * * !" "Get out those clams!" "Clams! Clams! I wouldn't look at a clam for $10,000! Take me home! Take me into a swamp--up a tree-- under water--anywhere, to get out of this! Shall I make it $1,500--$2,000. " What's the matter now ?" "Matter? I'm dying!" * "Can't be--can't possibiv be. Not the slightest symptom of even being sick. A little bilious, And the glare of the sun does the rest. I'd try a pint of salt water." "Heaveus! but do you want to see my boots go overboard. • Say, I'll give you * » • j" "Oh, well, if your head aches you might lie down for a while, but don't get any foolish ideas into your brain. Ocoan a. perfect mili-poud--not the slightest heave -- boat seems to be spiked to a rock. Try a sandwich? No? Have a chaw? No? • Like a raw clam to sort o' settle things? No? Well, lay down and keep quiet. I take out babies occasionally, but this time I forgot my nursing bottle. Did you briug a rattle box?" "Sav, Captain." "Yes." "I--i feel better."" "Certainly." "And I'll--I'll get up." "Of course. Now, then, over with that line; keep your eyes on the water half a mile away, pucker your lips into a whistle, and that rheumatiz will go off. That's what it is. Can't possibly be anvthiug else. I'll give you some UTT , - T, , , T'M J shark ile to rub vour j'ints when we get "Um! - It may be possible. IH de;ashore There vou are--vou've got a cide it dat way, but let dis be a warmn whonuer_null_:whoonGfi b [ ing3 of two other boats waitiug the I tf)ent home to various learned societies. I had, indeed, seer, much and learned touch in my long, far travels--but I had never learned what love is; for me the 4©velight had never kindled in woman's %yes. From a seemingly cold, reserved bov I had developed into a stern-faced, reticent, resolute man. Men feared without loving me; they deemed me harsh, morose; as, indeed, I had been •lwavs deemed before. In the com­ pany of ladies I took no pleasure. I think I should have do:ie, had it not .aeemed to me that they shunned and ^avoided my society. Is it true that to every man love „ *, sip • comes once ? I think it miist be fated W-!: b> . BO, for otherwise how should love have ' „ ^ -come to me? Not in hot youth, when jj' • * vthe heart is as susceptible to passion as p * the JEolian harp to every zephyr that flutters through its tuneful strings--but •J r when my years numbered more than half the allotted span. | _ Standing in a cattage porchwav. in a 1^, .little New England village--the" light -of a fading summer sun gleaming on her hair and face and bare white arms; J*""* her hands full of roses--ro-es twined in f/.; girlish fun around her head in a circlet 5'* of white and red; roses in the garden fj, at her feet and hanging in garlands from the porch above her; roses in the whiteness of her snowy flesh, the pink j of rosebuds in her cheeks--it was thus, in the country of roses, that I saw first the only rose of love which ever bloomed for me. With her very memory comes • still the scent of roses. What matters it who she was, what "other name than Rose she bore? What matters it how I wooed her? If those who thought me hard and harsh could only have seeii me, heard me, as I pleaded my love! Men plead hard for life, but'Hiever man pleaded yet so hard for life as I for love. The pent-up emotions of all my - life burst the barriers tha'- had pressed them down so tightly. I think that • deep down into my heart, through the thick crust of years, had sunk the • poetry of Orient sunsets on sapphire seas, such as I had seen a thousand times;.the poetry which clings in pur­ ple mist around the mountain peaks*of India, and struggles for utterance in the SjpV", surging of Africa's mighty rivers; the \ weird poetry of desert and prairie, jun- : C; gle and forest; and that the light of my love's sweet eyes thawed it all into liv- ing streams of joy and hope. The roses had not faded when I {• r .^giitlbripf .-the queen go to judgment by my hand. My __ _ mind wa"? fevered, my body worn ant! Ramped boat were thrust back, and Wasted witn the long pearelj before I ( two groups of sailors stood by the lash- f o u n d h i m . ~ • • - . . . . But ia a little garrison town in tue South of Fiance I came up with him at last. If I could have got at him I would have killed him like a dog, and without warning. But • I cared little tliatj by the interposition of French officers, his friends, a formal meeting was arranged. I cared little, for I had no fear and no doubt, though the fever of my passion seemed scorching my heart, and burning with fierce flames within my throbbing, whirling head. The blue waves were leaping joyously in the light of the newly-rised sun as Gerald Scott and I, rapiers in hand, faced each other on the white cliffs above the still slumbering towp. I saw nothing but the set, pale face of the man I had come out to slay in the sun­ shine of that beautiful Sabbath day--I heard nothing but the clashing of.our weapons as they spit ou.t angry sparks of fire. That we were fighting furiously I knew, but as to the flight of the min­ utes I had no idea. At last, with one strong, fierce lunge I struck the sword from his hand. Over the steep cliff, down into the smiiing sea beneath, plunged the weapon from which he had parried death from his treacherous heart. An awful whiteness came into his face, and he fell, fainting, at my feet, with his quivering eyes turned up to the morn­ ing sky. My arm was raised high for his death-stroke. As I raised it, I saw for the first time, upon the i<ummit_of a rising ridge a few yards ofl, a large wooden cross--erected by the pious fisher folk of the little town below us. The Sabbath sun­ beams were shining upon the Calvary --shining upon the thorn-crowned head of the figure in its midst--shining upon the . leiding, dying eyes and on the outstretched hands. I know*"not what power worked within me; I know not what mystic in­ fluence at that instant calmed the rag­ ing ot my heart, and lulled the throb­ bing fever in nay brain. But suddenly the form of Gerald Scott on the ground before me became as that of the ! merry, laughing, careless, curly- | ueaded school-boy of the by-gone - limes. 1 fiSlt the touch of his mother's gentle hand upon mv head, her kisses on my face-I heard her voice--her voice with the tears in it--saying with au infinite tenderness, "Poor orphaned child!" 1 Floating as from far over the water, I heard the chiming of church*going bells. And the thori.s around the Fig­ ure s bleeding ^>row blossomed into roses such as grew around my darling when I saw her first--the air in which my sword hung, j>oised for Gerald's heart was filled with the fragrance of summer roses. Captain's signal. "Lo^er away, my ladj».H . v As he gave the cruet1 the C&ptaiu stepped to my side. I had beeu with him through most of the storm, and in that moment of peril--almost of despair --each fe't that he could trust the other. His mates were superintending the lowering of the boats. "Are you armed?" he asked. "My arms are below." He placed a revolver in my hand and closed his own fingers around an­ other, quietly remarking: "Every chamber is loaded. My sailors I can trust--will you shoot the first male passenger who steps toward the boat on your left?" . "I will." And I turned to the boat he indicated. The Captain moved toward the other, and in a loud, sonorous voice, heard above all the din, he gave the warning: "I guard this boat. This man (point­ ing to me) guards the other. For the women and the children, who must be saved first. You see we are both armed. The first man who steps toward either boat will be shot dead without a word of further warning. Bo help me G^r • "So help me God!" I said. > The boat I watched rode the water first. As she dipped safely into the sea a man lialf-t ottered, half-rushed between her and me--a man whose face was ghastly pale--a man with shaking lips and haggered, haunted eyes. He sprang for the boat. ' 7 ! • The man was Gerald Scott. I knew him, I recognized him a<* certainly as though we had never parted, or as though we were in the old, far-away happy davs when I loved him so. But no ripple of passion rose in my heart as I did my duty. Not a nerve in my face moved, not a muscle of my body quivered, as, getting a quick sight for my fire from the light Which was blazing in the haunted eyes into which I had gazed so often and so fondly, I pulled the trigger. Reeling, he t»ank on the deck without a groan, touching with his bleeding ltody as h« did so the hand by which he fell, the hand by which he died. So I killed Gerald Soott. But X did not murder him. ' i } to you 'bout usin' bullets too big to fit de bore o*' de gun. Charge No. 2." "Not guilty, sah. I neber had no box at de pos'offlcet I was jess' makin' be­ lieve I had." "Oh! Walk de charge can't stand, but it will l»e de giniral opinyan of dis club dat you has made a fool of your- sell. Charge No, 3. "I'ze done guilty, sah, but I'ze sorry fur it." "Sorry fur it--yes! Brudder Smith, when a pusson who hain't got a loose quarter in his pockets is seen gwine inter a bank wid his hat cocked on his ear what is de inference? What you gwire to expect? How yon gwine to figger it out? You's gwine to figger dat he's makin' a false show to deceive de public, an' you kin put him down fur a bad, bad man. You stand convicted of de charge. Charge No. 4." "I'ze nebber dun claimed to run Paradise Hall, sah. I'ze showed visitors around, an' Ize explained things, but I'ze alius been keerful to say dat I was way down to de tail-end oi de puicession." "Well, we'll declar' you innocent of dat charge, but let dis be a solemn warnin' fur you not to blow your nose too loud an' step too high. Charge No. 5." "I has borrowed money of some of the members, sah, but I'ze gwine to repay it jess as soon as possible." "I'd advise you to do so. I'll pasiB de charge, but it's annoder warnin' to you. De constitushunal money borrower is a man to be despised an' shunned. Charge No. 0." "What I dun. said was dis: I said dat you would make a better president dan any odder man in de kentry." "Ar' you shore you said dat?" asked Brother Gardner. * "Of co'se I said it.* "Well, I'll pass dat* charge ober. Charge No. 7." "I jess said one day dat the club was gittin' too big, a*' dat we all went home hungry." " Too big, eh ? An' you was hungry! You didn't say lis till arteryou was fined $500 for spittiu' on de stove ?" "No, sah." "I see. De charge stands. How about No. 8?" "I dun said dat'de Lawd made every­ thing for the use of man, fowls in­ cluded." "You meant wild fowl#?" "Y-yes, sah." "You didn't refer to fat pullet* in somebody's hen coop?" "N-no. sah." i * "Brudder Smith, do you pretend to say your conscience wouldn't trouble you if you broke intQ a hen-houa© an' cat'd away a bag of chickens ?" i r' "I-PI'd rather not say, sah." "Oh! You is convicted of charge No. 8, and I now line $28,000 au' de- clar' you to be suspended until the same is paid in full."' ' V - "Lawd save mei sah, but' 1 %an't nebber pay it!" , -_tr whopper- Sun. -pull--whoopee!"--New York Sunahine ud Shade. Our flower-garden consists of two parts wholly separate from each other. In one part, the plants all thrive and v put forth their respective flowers in their time, and the perennials take care of themselves year after vear. In the other, the flowers are few and sickly, and the plants constaiftly tend to run out. . What makes the difference? The soil is equally good in each. Each has all needed care. The simple explanation is that in one the plants have an abun­ dance of sunshine; in the other they have to live in the shade. As every one knows, house plants turn and stretch themselves toward the light, as the prisoners in the Calcutta Black-hole struggle with each other for a breath of air at the small opening. For plants and men alike, lack of sun­ shine lowers the vitality, no matter though the air may haveits due propor­ tion of OA}gen. The vitality may not be lowered to the death-point, but per­ sons who live in the shade become an easy prey to disease. It has been found that epidemics prevail most on the shady side of the streets. Just what it is that gives to sunshine this vitalizing power is not wholly clear. But sunlight has a quality that is not possessed by all kinds of artificial ligli j. Its "actinic rays," as they are callec\ are those which work the wonders of photography, and this quality in tho light of the stars reveals to us worlds in space vastly beyondgjthe reach of our most powerful telescopes. It is proba­ ble that it is these actinic rays whicli are so potent for health. One way in which sunshine promotta health is by its disinfecting power I t is one of the most powerful disinfect­ ants in the world. It destroys morbid germs. But this does not explain ifs wonderful vitalizing energy. It is possible that science may never come at the secret of this energy, just as it cannot fathom the profounder mystery of life itself. But it is ours to avail ourselves of the fact. Delicate persons and convalescents should live in the sunshine as much as possible. People should not shut the sunshine out of their dwellings by trees, vines and shrubbery, nor by blinds and curtains. The sunniest rooms should be appropriated by the family, rather than reserved for an occasional guest.-- Youth's Companion. Shu H<ul • Grlovane*. . First Hen--I thought yoa made a contract with the boss to lay seven eggs a week until the first of January. Second Hen--I did, but he only gave me one peck of feed a month and took that out of mv bill, so I quit. ; I don't cackleate to be imposed upon iu tha| way.--Betroit Free Fr«**. Coolness or flravutlo. Can a brave soldier carry coolness in battle to the point of affectation ? An incident told of the French General, Custine, and his aide-de-camp, Bara- guay d'Hilliers, seems to prove that this may be possible. During the battle d'Hilliers was reading a dispatch to the General, holding the letter in both hands, when a ball passed between his hands, and cut a hole right through the letter. The aide-de-camp paid no at- Dat's your look out, an? you Has had i tention to the bullet, but paused in his werrv narrow escape as it is. Had reading and looked closely at the riddled page. "Go on!" said the General "I beg pardon, General," said d'Hil- a werrv narrow escape as it is, you been convicted on all de charges you would have bin given a bcunce from dis club Unmake you tired all the j rest of you bon days. show to get back.r "I--I !" , , Brother Smith waved Mb arms and tried to speak, but emotion overcame him and he «unk down in a heap. When he had been carried out into the ante-room Brother Gardner said: "If dfeir am ari^p odder brudder in dis club who am inclined to gab, let dis be a warnin' to him. Between the man who steals my chickens an' de man who talks too jnuch wid his mouf I favor de former. He isn't half as dangerous to 'iM Yo'u now has a i liers, "but a word seems to bo blotted 4f>.•.'? J out here. Well, I will go on with the | next." This story is not unlike one told, with what truth we do not know, of a West­ ern Captain in the civil war, who, after an engagement, had seated himself under a tree and wtvs smoking a pipe when a stray bullet knocked off the bowl of the pipe, leaving tho stem in his mouth. He continued to puff for a moment, and then said to his orderly, "This pipe draws too well, Robinson; I wish yon would get me a fresh one." PERFUMING THE FLfcStff^ s [qjactlag Swvet-Smelling Uqnldi latte the Blood. Of all feminine foible* perfuming the flesh is the most startling. It is the outgrowth of the passion for perfumes. Fair women are not content with bath­ ing their tresses in fragrant waters, having their clothes folded in odorous sachet bags, iiaving their shoes made of perfumed leather, wearing gloves lined with sachet powder and concealing numerous sachet bags among their clothing. A half-dozen fashionable women who returned from Paris early in the season brought the secret with them. They guarded it closely at firr t, Wt when others came home from the frivolous citv laden with its knowledge the custom spread rapidly. A beautiful social queen in the gay capital first hit upon it. Like many an­ other, she was a victim of the opium habit. She noticed that after injecting, hypodermically, a strong infusion of the drug, as was her habit, her entire body was redolent with its peculiar and, of­ fensive odor. She laved herself in per­ fumes, but neither that nor the -sachet- scented clothing could overcome the sickening odor of the opium, Au idea came to her. She decided to try an experiment, She injected. *» few drops of perfume into her body as she did the opium. Her delight was unbounded when r^ie found that her body breathed forth the delicious per­ fume much sweeter than that given forth by the extract directly. A woman can inject the perfume her­ self or her maid can do it. American toilet dealers have not yet placed the subcutaneous perfume syringe in stock. The ordinary physicians' hypodermic? syringe will do quite as well." The perfume is usually injected in one of three places and generally in two of them, from three to five drops being the amount usecl At first the ociety queen inserts the syringe in her arm. If she handles it herself she selects the left one, as she can handle the instrument more skillfully with the right. Tho arm is bared nearly to the shoulder. Just where the arm is bent, at the elbow the needle is inserted hori­ zontally about a quarter of an inch. It pierces the cuticle and the epidermis. Then the piston is pushed down and the drops of perfume are forced into th« body. When the needle is removed the tiny drop of blood wells forth upon her white arm. A slight swelling hai beeu raised, caused by the perfume. She gently presses it with her finger with a soft rubbing motion. The perfume is disseminated and the swelling disap­ pears. It enters the millions of capil­ laries, the cobweb network of tiny veins which covers the body. The capillaries carry it to the veins, which bear it along through the system to the heart. There it passes into the lungs, and the deli­ cate odor is thrown off in the breath. And such a delicious odor comes from the cherry lips. No baby's breath could be hailf so sweet. Re-entering the heart, the perfume-laden blood enters the arterial system and is sent to every portion of the body. The per­ fume breathes forth from every pore of the skin. The fair belle revels in an intoxica­ tion of sweetness. She places her hand upon another and the odor lingers there. Perspiration, that foul enemy of sweetness, has no terrors for her. But there is danger in the use of the subcutaneous perfume syringe. Some of the extracts are poisonous, and if the system is run down abcesses are likely to follow the injection of the Treacherous Arabs. To prove how dangerous it was to show any clemency to the Arabs from among the enemy, the following inci­ dent, which occurred at Bellana, will afford a good example. An English officer of the mounted corps, returning from a reconnoissance, saw under a rock an Ai;ab and two womeu. Approaching them alone, without any weapon in his hand, the officer called on the Arab to surrender. The Arab acquiescing, the officer approached within three yards of the party, and told the man to dyve his spears into the ground. The Arab at once sprang to his feet, and made thrust at the officer with his spear; the latter with difficulty evaded the blow by wheeling his horse round, while the spear grazed 1* e saddle. Thereupon another English officer rode up and Bhot the Arab. The next incident shows how il- founded was the reproach cast on the Egyptian Army of undue severity to­ ward the enemy. This same officer who had jeopardized his life in going out of his way to save one of the enemy, two or three days afterward met an­ other Arab moving away from Najrim- ni's camp with his wi e. He again rode up, and called on the man to surrender. It is satisfactory to be able to state that on this occasion the Arab, in response to the officer's demand to surrender, handed his spears, five in number, to his wife, and told her to give them to the officer, which she did. Preparing Frozen Mutton for Shipment. A correspondent tends a description of the preparation of mutton for ship­ ment to foreign markets from St. Nicholtfc, on the Parana River, South America. After the sheep are slaugh­ tered aud dressed they are taken to the freezing chamber, those having the slightest sign of any wound being thrown out. As it is not desirable to let the carcasses freeze too quickly on the surface, the first freezing chamber is 10 degrees Fahrenheit. After being in this one for a few hours they are taken into another where the tempera­ ture is 30 degrees below zero, remain­ ing there for three days, then being as hard as wood. They are then placed in muslin bags and await in a store­ house (with the temperature same as that of the second room) the steamer on which they are to be shipped. One firm disposed of 300,000, in this manner, last year. A; T. Stewart's Army of Cousins. Although it is years since Alexander T. Stewart died, and although his es­ tate has been divided among heirs recognized by the courts, there are still some people who think themselves en­ titled to a share in the property. It is anly a few weeks ago that another claimant on the ground of relationship turned up and wanted to know when he could get his inheritance. It is esti­ mated by some of the lawyers connected with the Stewart litigation that of cousins alone there have appeared nearly 2,000, and from the number ol other alleged connections it is thought by the lawyers that Mr. Stewart had more relations than auy other man in the world. It won't bo long, perhaps, before tiie notion that one is a Stewart heir will become a recognized form ol j insanity.--New York Sun* rat- ODD, QUEER AND CURIOUS. IT is estimated that every seal con* sumes ten pounds of fish daily. CAB drivers are not permitted to smoke iu the Btreets of Aberdeen, Scot­ land. WEDDING rings are not infrequently worn by husbands in Germany, and the custom is growing in England. THEBE are about 75,000 female type­ writers in this country, and about 25,- 000 made operators. These figures only include professional typewriters. A DUCK with four feet is a curiosity owned by James Stewart, of the York road, opposite Guilford, Md. When swimming, it uses one of its legs as a rudder. HORNED toads are collected in large quantities in Kern County, Cal., and sold to tho Chinese, who find in them some mediciual property which cures rhumatism. A CHICAGO carpet-house has supplied electricity to its sewing machines, and by its use eight yards of carpet can be sewn in a minute. By hand only twenty- yards are sewn in a day. DK. W. E. ARNOLD, of Smith's Grove, Ky., has just led his sixth bride to the altar. His age is 81, and that of hiB bride is 41. The doctor is as lively as most men of sixty. ^ FOR building material, brick is con­ sidered the best and most durable, and resists fire the longest. Iron warps, and granite and brown-stone crack. These facts are very well understood - now,by builders; consequently most of the large buildings hereabouts are be­ ing constructed of brick. THE mosquito has no desire to toast its toes near the electric light. While thousands of other insects are nightly destroyed by every arc light, the wise mosquito keeps at a sa'e distance, and goes about its original blood-letting business, without the slightest curiosity regarding the march of electrical science. A FLOATING hotel -is to be established at Hong Kong. The vessel will have three decks, the lower beiDg arranged 1 for dining, billiard, smPking, and card- rooms. The inaiti deck will contain a drawing-room, twenty-four bed-rooms, each with a fullsized bath and dressing room, while the upper, or spar deck, has been arranged as a promenade. LIGHTNING struck the house of Fred Kapper, iu Houghton County, Mich., and the bolt passed within a few feet of his wife, who for years had been a sufferer from inflammatory rheumatism. She was violently shocked,, aud felt, as she says, "as if ten thousand pins had punctured my flesh." Since that mo­ ment her rheumatic pains have left her. THE mathematical fiend has recently boen at work upon a circulation of the work performed by the human heart. His calculations are curious, and give the work of the heart in miles and beats. It is based upou the prosumption that the heart beats 60 times each minute, and throws blood nine feet. Computed thus, the mileage of the blood through the body might be taken as 2tJ7 yards per minute, seven miles per hour, 168 miles per day, 61,320 miles per year, or 4,292,400 miles in a lifetime of sev­ enty years. FORTURE JATJME, the great Parisian detective, followed a murderer to Brus­ sels. The chief description he received of him wras that of medium size, with blue eyes, sandy hair, and with a front tooth missing. In two weeks he was on his track, but could not discover him. He eventually recognized the fellow, although his hair had been dyed,. by the frequency with which he put his hand to his mouth, as if to adjusfcxuj*^ accustomed teeth. The fellow had added to his disguise by having four of his front teelM replaced by false ones. A YOVNG married man from the crowded East, some months ago, with his wife, made his way to the West, with the intention to remain there and "grow up with the country." A trav­ eler the other day passed the Eastern man's deserted cabin. A board nailed across the door bore this inscription: "Fore mile from a naybor. Sixteen mile from a postoffis. Twenty-five mile from a railroad. A hundred and atey from timber. Two hundred and fifty feet from water. There's no place like home. We've gone East to spend the summer with my wife's folks." What His Wife's Clairvoyant Prescience Cost Htm. Almost everybody in and about Chi­ cago knows John Dowling. Well, it was in 1888, I think, and Derby Day at Washington Park. Before Dowling left the races his wife said to him: "John, you remember you promised to invest $500 for me on the Derby, don't you?" "Yes, dear," replied the hnsband. " What horse shall I put it on ?" "On Silver Cloud, please." * Silver Cloud? Why, you're crazy. The horse hasn't got a ghost of a show." "No ipatter. I see by the papers there is 30 to 1 against him, and I have a presentiment he'll win." John argued, but to no purpose, and finally promised to fulfil his wife's be­ hest. He didn't do anything of the sort; got into the betting ring and plunged heavily on the favorite. Result: Silver Cloud won in a rush, and very easily. Dowling kicked him­ self, cursed his luck aud was generally unpleasant to himself and his friends. But he dare not go home and tell his wife the chance he had lost. He bought her a $15,000 house, deeded it to her, and to this day Mrs. Dowling thinks the property became hers through her clair­ voyant prescience in betting on the phenomenally long shot. -- Fioneer i'ress. j He Smiled. ^ A quiet young fellow emerged from one of suburban hotels recently and began poking in the sand with his cane. Of course a bystander saw him and asked what he was about. "I'm looking for a five-dollar gold piece," was the answer. Tho questioner was interested, and, procuring a long stick, feil to digging also. A second man did .likewise, and others followed suit, till at least forty individuals joined iu the search. Um­ brellas, canes and boot toes were brought into requisition, aud stirred np the dust to such an extent that the air resounded with a chorus of sneezes, while the policeman nearly went dis­ tracted iu his fruitless .endeavors to disperse the crowd. Finally some one remembered to ask the quiet young fellow how he happened to lose the coin. "Oh, I didn't lose any," he replied calmly. "I just thought I might find one if I kept on looking, that's all." Then each seperate member of that party of . volunteer searchers went .si­ lently away, and the quiet young fel­ low sat down and smiled till he red in the A PUETTY time of