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wfiuk’fi-wwuré .. ;.1 man-2"" comfortable rolling away to the town on the out ts of which Madame Whitney's popular school stood. ” Is Mrs. Whitney kind or cross i" asked Margie. “ Indeed she is just as kind as an one can be with a lot of troublesome girls, ’ Alice Lea replied, “But we never call her Mrs Whitney. We just call her ‘ Madame’ which were the letteers, Y. W. C. A. She‘ did 1.31:2“? whetftlisyllsieent, unless they! were e dais o t e 's name, whichl "Ibo our perdc ad b t she thought rather queer; at Chicago was“, sitting 0: in: bat." Jaded“: 3.2.3112: a strange place, and she did not know but it‘1 " 0h, pray excuse me; I then ht itwas my was a custom among the ladies there. Mrs. husband's," WM the unexpect reply. 3:3.':‘:th‘:‘:mt3: :inqniry in h” “3° “‘1 "Dear sir," said an amateur farmer just some scour. 81., IARGEBY AT BOARDING SCHOOL. BY M. A. TAPE, BOWMAIIVILLL “Yea, Mar ery, I think it best that you should go. a good school. Better at anyrete then the one here, and I'm sure young golts’ szsrmmt. DOBO‘IHY’S FRIENDS. _â€"â€" 3! Hum mas. v «y». usual. after you have been there a short time you he like. it but.» A, this moment Mu. Such a timid little girl as she was, to be «Do 3 t k h 2 well from the country, writing to .the w men-y Win “10 “a “d 0‘1 Wm 13°“ 1°" 0f 3i“ :pied a little white kitten by the road rsgigey, mum’s “1”” i B“ h°w Wald it in help I am 05:31sz ‘ (Samar-2’ OFIl-izld‘d " and I‘ 0‘ m ‘gflctvdm-rd “may... P“ no do“ girls at Madame hitney’s," and Mr. Max- dfipping wet. ed? For, when her mother in New York "I, “m, be“ by “me kind km“ "in mtl 0“ 3°“ “We 11" for e . well leaned back in his comfortable arm- chair as though he would say, “ I have de- cided and nothing more need be sai " His daughter Margery stood drumming idly on the window pane, and as he spoke the hot an tears came making up in her eyes, and s e cried, “ Oh, Papa, don’t send me away off there among a lot of strange iris. I don't want to go. I'd rather stay ore and go to school or years and years than go for one to that boarding school." “ But, Margie, dear, you know nothing about it yet, ' interposed her mother, who, seated beside the window, was sewing busily awav on a garment for Margie. “ Oh, Mamma, you know I don’t want to go. I think you might reason a little with papa, and get him to let me stay at home.” wrote to her away ofi in Kansas, where she had been formers than a year visiting an uncle and aunt, saying that her father was very ill and longed to see his little Dorothy. of course she must go as quickly as sible. And as there was no one who coul accom- pany her, there was no way for her but go alone. So with many loving kisses, she was committed to the care of the conductor as far as Chicago. He was a kind man and promised not only to Watch her that far, but also to see that she was safely transfer- red to the train eastward bound. Every time he passed through the car he gave a kindly glance and smile to the quiet little maiden, and sometimes stopped and said a few encouraging words to her; so it was really not so bad after all. Once when the train was sweeping through along stretch to he, ople who came to thi. b, oi A certain caravan orator at afeir, after a and bfveprf't any friends, or in troubles, jutsyt! hug ym dupript‘" °f Vb“ w“ to b° “"1 like you. It is too late for you to take the 1mm?» “mum “P by saying : “Step in, gen- train til-Eight, so I am going to take you to “9mm” lap in‘ .T‘ke m) word for it" you a nice home which these same ladies keep mu be mghly d°h8ht°d “h” 3°“ °°m° 0”“ for the people they help. In the morning "I have met thil mmy" “id lliwyu‘ With you shall start on your way again.” 91mm“ “WNW: “111 ‘ 8"“ mmy PIN“ A short ride in the street-cars brought W110" I wonld 5° “tamed 3° ‘30 "On mY' them to the home and, after a warm supper “If.” And then he Fined 3nd 100*“ Wit-h the poor, tired little girl was put to bed by 53505135515!“ N “1° “inning 00““ “d i“?- kind Mrs. Dawson herself, and soon forgot “ Poor Johnâ€"he was a kind and for-b”. her troubles in sleep. ing husband," sobbed J ohn's widow on her in the morning Mrs. Dawson told her that return from the funeral. “ Yes," said a a lady whom she knew was going to Nawl sympathising neighbour, “but it is all for York that afternoon. and had Pmmifled ‘0 the best. You must try to comfort yourself, take care of her on the Way and to see her my dear, with the thought; that; your bug. safely in her mother’s arms ; and anotherl band is at peace at last. ’ lady had bought her a new ticket. so she need have no fear. It was surprising how wébpg:2§ev;:° was recently “fled into “Look, Miss Les, what a shame. Ibelieve somebody has been trying to drown that kitten. i do wish we could get it." "So you can if you want it.” Then to the coachman, "John, will you stop for a min. ute?" Immediawa the carriage came to a stand still and Alice was out on the road with the kitten in her arms. "0h hurry, Miss Lea, and let me see the dear little thing. Is‘nt it tiny, though 2” They wrapped it up snugly in a shawl Alice had brought for herself. “Well, we can at least keep it till we get to the gate," said Margery. And then for want of something better to do they sat silent. They soon neared the gate of the school and both had for- gotten about the kitten until the carriage “ Well deer on know it is for our own . of prairie and he had no tickets to collect - . 089 0f proving the correct- good that we s’eZd you there, and I think 8“391"” in “0‘13 0f 3 15’8" White he came and sat beside her and told he; 3,1,3'.D:§$§ $313233“: wochholfnrfil “e” °f 9' “WSWE bi“ “733 flaked. Whether it worries Papa to hear you talk like that.” 1’1”le house» and the“ “"33 madame 0“ abont his little girl, who always ran to ’ 1 the doctor did not make several mm use; markable energy and when she undertook the paint was out of danger “N0 11 re I . ' to do 3‘ thing she usually succeeded’ plied the witness, “I considered the patient So you see, it was as the good conductor - said,’DJrcthy found not only one friend butl $339.?“ as long u the doctor continued hi“ sire:“warez?'hztdshdzisgml‘: 11,33,312; “my,” «a,» ,me.‘ . . , n “ on youpayscme In or us.’ Friend that sticketh closer than a brother. ' “No. tfiank you." said the lady, .. .d “the: is B d. I hear, Mr. Jones." Earnest toner : “So 931' an inn“. would I, butâ€"â€"" Here he was stopped by Curious and unequal combats sometimesi the expression on the young lady‘s face, and the wide stone steps waiting to welcome them. She came down to the carriage with a slow stately step and with the light shawl which she had thrown over her White hair. Margery thought it was the kindest, most motherly face she had ever seen. She put her arms right around Margie and printed a kiss on her brown cheek, then led the way into the hall. . 'i. meet him when he went home. Then Dcr. othy looked into his face with a quiver about her sweet little mouth and said : “ Did she ever travel on the cars without any of her friends 2" “ N o, dear," he said kindly as he saw the homesick lock in her wistful eyes, “ has one tine she was lost in the streets of a big city, and we searched for her for hours, and at last :found her in a police-station, where By this time the tears were falling fast from Margery’s eyes, and she hurried from the room. " It does seem a pity to send her in such a frame of mind, but I suppose she Would have to go some day." “ Of course," said Mr. Maxwell, “ and you shouldn't humor the child so, because it will do her more harm than good." Poor Margery went to her room and had We will pass overâ€"What followed this until we come within a week of the Christ- take 91‘“ When beasts of prey attack ore“ That a good cry and then her conscience began to smite her. “ What are you making such a fuss about, Margie Maxwell, you know you have to go, and you may as well submit. And then you know it worries your mother and father and all the time it is for your own benefit, you ungrateful wretch. You ought to be ashamed.” “ And so I am," said Margery to herself, “ and I shall try not to let them see that I have been crying.” So so ing she rose from off the bed where she ha thrown herself in her fit of passion, and proceeded to bathe her swollen eyelids so as to remove as far as possible all traces of tears. Then she went dowu stairs and out through the front door, where she found her brother Tom, stretched out beneath a lar e shade tree inthe garden. “ ell, old girlie, are you resigned to your fate 2" was his greeting as he saw her swollen eyes. "0h, rl.'crn, it is really unkind of you to talk like that,” and shelocked as if she could cry again. She determined Tom should not see her anyway. " Well, never mind, Margie, but come here and sit down beside me. We’ll make the most of our time and you've a whole week before you yet." mas holidays when all the girls were in joy- ful anticipation of a good time at home and a release from school for a while, when one daya telegram came and this is what Marge read: “Tom has scarlet fever. Keep Margie at school.” “W. J. MAXWELL.” “ O'n, Madame, I’m sure papa Would not have said that if he had only known how I went to go home. I think I ought to go to help wait on him.” “ Well, dear, you can wait till tomorrow for a letter and see what they say about it.” And a letter did come the very next day, but it came in a strange hand writing. It ran thus .- “ Dear Miss Margery :â€"Your mother re- quested me to write you, as she is too busy with your brother. His case is not the worst kind but you will have to stay at school instead of taking your holidays as you ex- pected. “Yours truly, “J. D. ALLISON. P. S.â€"Your mother has a good nurse for him." "It is from our doctor," said Margery to Madame as she handed her the note to read. she had been taken by a policeman. was a great deal worse than riding in a nice, comfortable car alone. But even then she found a friend, you see, as all nice little girls do when they need one." “Yes,” said Dorothy, reflectively, “the policeman was her friend, and you’re mine, aren’t you? And just before I left auntie, she told me not to be afraid, ’cause the Father that sticketh closer than a brother would go with me all the way. That's Jesus, you know,” and Dorothy looked ccnfiding- ly in the face of her companion. Just then the whistle sounded long and loud, and as the train drew near a station the conductor left her. Little Dorothy curled up in the corner of her seat and, leaning her cheek on the win- dow-sill, looked out at the fl ing country through which they sped, and. or thoughts went back to the happy home she had so lately left, and forward to the dear ones so anxiously awaiting her coming. Soon the scene upon which she looked became very confused and vague. It was hard to tell the trees from the grass, and to keep the sky and earth from changing places ; then it: was all light, then all dark, and then little Dorc- thy was fast) asleep. How long she slept she never knew, but she was dreaming that her dear auntie had come to her and put her tures out of their own element. The pursuer in such a case is likely to run more risk than the pursued. A story told in the St. Louis “Globe-Democrat,” comes from an eye- witness of the incident at Sharlot Harbor, South Florida. “Mabel Fâ€"-â€"” while on shore at Key heard a strange rumpus, and pushing round a turn in the beach they Eead turtle in deadly battle with a big black ear. bear had sprung on the turtle as it was retreating toward the water, and had tried to overturn it. In some way it had stopped in front of the turtle which, thrusting its head out, had seized one of brain's hind legs and held it. furiously at the turtle’e back, and tr ed to force him over on his back. The turtle resin ted with all its strength and weight. He settled down close to the ground whenever the bear made an extra efl'ort, and then as the bear relaxed his efforts, he would sud- denly start up and endeavor to get nearer the water, keeping his firm hold on the bear’s leg all the while. muscular effort of his head and paws, bruin he looked confused for half an hour after she l had indignantly turned and left him. “Allow me, madam, to congratulate you on your acquaintance with that charming lady,” said a gallant Hungarian, "she is young, beautiful, and intelligent." “Oh, certainly,” replied the lady, "but don't you think sheis a trifle conceited 1’" “Why, madam, just put yourself in her place, and would you not. be conceited too 2" was the rather startling comment. A gentleman had accompanied a friend home to dinner and as they seated themselves at the table the hostess remarked : “ I trust that you will make allowances, Mr.‘ Blankley. My servant left me unexpectedly and I was compelled to cook the dinner my- self.” “ 0h, certainly, my dear madam, certainly,” responded the guest with great emphasis, “ I can put up with anything." Another amusing slip took the form of an unhappy after-dinner speech. There was an entertainment given by an Earl deserved iy, popular. It was extremely handsome and champagne flowed freely. The evening was well advanced when a benignant old gentle- man rose to propose a toast. He spoke with fluency, but somehow he said the opposite to what he meant. “I feel," said he, “that for a plain country squire like myself to ad- The crew of the schooner Mina saw a huge logger- Frcm their positions it seemed that the At this the bear roared loudly, awed Finally, by a sudden push and a powerful managed to get the turtle half-set, one side being raised afoot or so. Pursuing his ad- vantage, he seized one of the turtle’s big flippers in his jaws, and the snap that follow- ed showed that brain felt that things were evening up. He kept chewing the flipper and endeavor- ing to overthrow the turtle. But his antag- onist worked around, and finally got in a stroke with its sharp claw that badly ripped the bear’s under side. This infuriated bruin so much that he let go his grip on his antag- onist‘s flipper, and, reaching his head down, tried to reach and free his hind leg. But he made abad mistake, and the enraged logger- head quickly improved his opportunity. As bruin's nose came within reach he let go the leg, and, quick as a flash, fastened his iron grip on the bear’s jaw. The bear daese this learned company is indeed to cast pearls before swine.” Never was so success- ful a speech made. He could get no further for many minutes. The company applaudâ€" ed vociferoust and as though they would never cease. Odds and Ends of Dress. Early Spring Bonnetsâ€"All the earliest spring bonnets are made entirely of velvet . flowers and covered with black lace, with a .black lace quilling all under the edge. One I saw was of poppies shaped just like a saucer, and the lace which covered it was Chantilly. I am at a less what to get for Easter. I think l’ll gel: one all of white narcissi with a white lace fallâ€"the white is to be worn later. Grandma says they are arms around her and kissed her, and with her touch she awoke. There was a strange silence about her and she opened her eyes more widely and sat up. Then she discov- ered that the train was standing still and all of the other passengers had left the car, excepting one man who disappeared through the door as she looked about. She turned to the window and, to her sur rise, saw that it was night and she was in a rightly light- ly depot. She felt frightened and bewild- ered, wondering what had become of her friend, the conductor, when he appeared in a doorway and came rapidly toward her. “Now, little girl,” he said, “ I can take care of you." “ But where are we 2" asked Dorothy, in a quivering voice. -‘ Why, this is Chicago," he replied, with “ Well, what’s a week here to two or three years at school 2" exclaimed Margery indignantly. “ Why, gracious. you don’t supplose you’ll have to stay there holidays and a , do you, “i think theymight just let me go home. 0r 1 might stay at aunt May’s and gel: home once in a while.” "Why, mywdéar,” you don’t want to leave so very badly, do you?" said Ma~ siel” d “l’m or I d ’twant onto 0 at “ Of course I'll have to, and you know I ame’I mist; ebe é?“ 10mg,“ wigthout . all. wrll, Tom Maxwell. I wish you wouldn’t \ my lime girl. we will have a nice quist “M0 “18 30-" . time here while at home you would most " Ami 7°“ "3"! think you Will be kept likely catch the fever. There will be more at school all holidays? Well, you're crazy." m. mum on he“, durin the bonds E." And Tom rolled cveron the grass and laugh- 8 “Why, 11: thought I “73mm he thyo only °d hmtily “3 the "rmwml’ w°°'b°g°n° [me one. Who else will be here besides me ‘2" N10" him. , ,, “ May Grahame and Alice Lea, and two "And w°n t I "idly luv" to “as” Tom? or three more, and I’m sure you can have a “led Mflflh- good time if you try,“ replied Madame. H ' "Why’ no’ 0‘ mum noe’ “16' Tom' A few days alter this all the girls, who “well’ thunk 80mins." I 11 Mt mmd 80- were to go home, had their trunks packed in half so much now. Isn't that mamma ling?" "Come, Margery, tea is ready. Is Tom there!" "Yes, mother, we’re coming.” Mrs. Maxwell was surprised to hear the way in which Margie spoke. There were no sounds of tears in her voice as there had been in the dining room; and the face that appeared at the tea table was wreathed in smiles instead of tears. , “Well, mamma, do you know I thought I should have to stay there holidays and all and Tom says I won't ; ’tis a good deal better than I thou ht ’twould be." "I’m gla she doesn’t mind it,” said Mrs. Maxwell to her husband that night. " If she did mind it, she would soon get over it,” he ,replied grufily, and nothing more was said about the matter. So next Monday Miss Margery started for school. She found to her great joy that Tom had to go on the same road for about fifty miles and they both started on the same train. They talked and planned to- gether of what they would do when holidays came and the time passed all too quickly for Margery. Her e es filled with tears as Tom bade her goo -bye, but she kept them back so Tom should not see them. . But he did, however, and he blinked his eyes pretty hard and hastened out of the car. Margery watched from the window as long as she could see the least ck and then she turned her head and cri till she could cry no more and overcome with sleep (she had been up early that morning) she closed her eyes and was soon sleeping soundl . Not ong after a rough but kindly band was laid on her shoulder and a pleasant voice said l "Come, Misale, your station is the next one and only a mile away. You had better prepare to get out for this train ato only a minute." SE15 was thoroughly awakened now and as she looked u into the kind face of the con- ductor she 1 “Thank you. It was atn id of me to fall asleep, but I was tired an I eould'nt help it." " I'll take your ticket, please," so saying he went his way. in a few miré‘utes the train stopped and Margery t o . She mg: straight to the waiting room and left her vellae on one of the benches. Then she went on the platform to see if anyone had come to meet her. Everyone e peered to be going away in the other direc on, ex- t one and that Was a girl. “ Surely this must be the one seat for me, for there seems to be no one else coming. They’re all going." It was the one sent for her and she came up to Margery and in the sweetest of voices said, “I suppose you are Margery arent you. I am Alice Lee. Madame Whitney sent me for you andif you are ready we will the is wutlng at the other e of the station once." Another moment finds them seated in the and everything ready and were sitting in the large reception room of the school waiting for the sleighs whighwere to con- vey them to the station. The girls who were to stay were bundled up also for they were to go to the train with the others and then for a sleigh ride afterward. Outside the snow was falling quietly in large soft flakes and the air was mild and pleasant. Some of the girls were chatting and laugh- ing together while most of them were sit- ting silenu. Among the latter was Mar- - gory, and when A1108 Lea, who was sitting beside her said, I \ “ Isn’t this a nice day for a sleigh ride ‘2” .__â€"â€"â€"-â€" she answered impatiently, “No, I don’t think it is; there's too much snow falling for me to enjoy it." One of the girls across the room said, “Come, Margery, dear, I'm afraid you’re getting a little cross," and she looked around and smiled triumphantly. "I would thank you, Ella Martyn, to keep your sweet speeches to yourself," re- torted Margery ready to cry. “Dear me, we are getting cross in earnest, aren't we," said Ella again. " ' You should never let your angry passions rise,’ my dear girl.” This last tauntingly. Poor Margery could stand no more. She burst into tears and rushed to her cwu room. When Alice Lea went to call her she found her face downward on the bed which they shared. She was quiet then but Alice knew something of the tears she had shed by the echo which shook her frame from time to time. “Come, Margery. they are going and if you don't hurry you'll miss your sleigh- ride." “I’m not going, Alice. If I had to face that Elle Martyn again, I’d be sure to say something mean to her. Madame won’t care if I don't go will she, do you think?" “I don't know about that, but I do know that there will be a scene if she knows any- thing about you and Ella Martyn. You will certainly have to tell her if yon stay home. I think you had better go. Hurry up and decide." “Well, can't I tell her that I have a head- ache !” asked Margery. “No, for then she would say. 'twould make it better for you to get fresh air," Alice answered. “1 see there is no escape for me without confessing so I will 0. I needn't ride in the same sleigh with or anv way." At this juncture May Grahame’s voice was heard at the foot of the stairs calling them and they hurried down. Margery put a veil over her faceap tly to shield it from the snow,hutree y to hide her red and swollen eyes from the gaze of the curi- ous girls. (so as ooxrrsuan.) The new Lyons games come in lovely shades of evening colors. with a pattern of woven silk braid running in vermioeui as signs all over it. a reassuring smile, “where you bid me good- by, and go the rest of the way on another train; but I’ll see you off all ri ht. N ow let me take your ticket and shoe , then we’ll leave this car.” Dorothy turnedtc get her little satchel where it had been tucked in the corner of the seat, safely, as they thought, but, to her dismay, it was gone. They looked under the seats and raised the cushions, all to no purpose ; it was gone, and with it her ticket, the check for her trunk. her money and all her precious things. The conductor saw it all instantly. While he had left her sound asleep to attend to some duties, a thief had come and robbed her. Poor little Dorothy l Instead of the caress of he: dear auntie, as she had dreamed, it was the rough touch of some wicked person that had awakened her. The conductor took her trembling little hand in his and told her, as plainly and simply as he could, what had happened, and as the ready tears began to fall and the sobs came thick and fast, he put his strong arm about her and said : “ Now, my dear little girl, you must be very brave, and we’ll see what can be done. Let me think,” he said, looking away for a moment. “ Ah, I have it i" he exclaimed, and, taking her hand, he led her from the car. They went up a long flight of marble stair! into a large waiting-room filled with tired, travel-worn ople, where the bright lights almost hlin ed the tear-filled eyes of Dorothy, as she clung to the band of the only friend she seemed to have. For the moment she had forgotten “ the Friend that sticketh closer than a brother." But he had not forgotten her and, although she did not know it, he was very near her even then in her distress. “ Is Mrs. Dawson here 2" asked the con- ductor of e porter. “ Yea, sah," replied the man of color, “ I tiak she be. I seen her a few moments ago. There she be, ssh," pointing to an elderly lady who was moving about quietly among the waiting throng. “ Good evening, Mrs. Dawson," said the conductor, approaching her and leadin little Dorothy by the hand. “ I think have some one here who needs your help." In a few words he told her Dorothy’s story. It was just such a story as moved Mrs. Daw- son’s kind heart to its very depths. " Why, you poor darlin ,” she exclaimed, atccping down and put g her motherly arms around the little girl, " what a shame l But never fear, we'll make it all right and see that you get home safely, too." As Dorothy looked at her sympathetic face she gained confidence and courage and began to wipe away her tears. “That's right," said Mrs. Dawson, “ be a brave little girl,‘ and it will all be made right." Then she bade her friend, the conductor, good-bye and Mrs. Dawson led her away. Dorothy locked up shyly at this new friend, wonde ' who she was and how she hap- pened to there, and as she did so she saw a blue ribbon fastened to her dress, on was thoroughly taken by surprise, and reared lustin with pushed on, an dragged his unwilling captive along. too, for they were so near the water’s edge that the waves splashed over them. but his strength soon began to fail, for the turtle dragged him dee Fighting withhis head half the time under water so exhausted him, that presently he stopped to rest. The old loggerhead marched off into the sea with his enemy, was the feeble kicking of his hind legs. Next day his body was washed ashore, cut into a dozen pieces. somewhat unwell, was obliged to remain in bed for a day or so, during which time the upside down was going on, and colored men exactly the same kind of bonnets fashion- able when she was a girl. All the new white skirts are made without flounces. Summer Brocades and Silks.â€"-â€"The new brocadcs and silks for summer are all in plaids or in broad stripes, alternate stripes covered with flowers. Red and ash-green, old rose and mossvgreen, gray and gray and yellow and green seem the favorite ccmbln. ations. I see that many of the lighter silks are covered with polka dots, and the newest ribbons are made to match them. Each side of the ribbon is difl'erent, and sometimes half the width is polka dotted, and the other half plain. Scarfs.-â€"Charming little soarfs and plas- trons can be fashioned from smallest rem- nants of colored silk and muslin. Ahigh collar is made to hook in the back, and to the front is shirred or plaited say one yard of China silk ; this is again shirred a his to the waist, and sometimes fails straight, or is drawn up on one hip to ban in sash ends. When made of rose cclore blue surah or white muslin it formsa crisp bit of color on a dark house-dress. Bic; Nose and Mouth. A clever woman was recently asked who should be made president of a certain associa- tion of which great things were expected. “ i cannot name her," she said, "but choose some one with a big nose and a big month." There may be no sugg worth a row of pins in this, but none the less it is true that many of the ruling men and women of pow- er have had large features. This is espec- ially so in the literary world. At a literary gathering anywhere big noses or big months, or both, will bencticeable. The same trait: are observable at a spiritual sconce. At the council of women in Washington the noses of the women were in the aggregate monu- mental. It is the same at a meeting of So- rosis. Miss Frances Willard has a bi nose and a good-sized mouth. Mrs. Julia erd Howe has a big mouth but very fine and sympathetic. George Eliot’s nose lacked nothing in size. It really looks as if the bignosed, wide-mouthed people had the best of it in life, at least, tom the public point of vicW. The Boy and The Eat. A boy who had caught a rat in a trap was about to despatch it by drama-i3; when the sin and rage. The turtle The bear saw his danger and felt it, The bear kept up the struggle ferociously, per and deeper. That moment was fatal. and the last seen of brain Whitewashing Her Pepe. A gentleman, during the past week, being operation of burning the house inside out and were engaged in whitewashing and women in scrubbiu . Desirous of being shaved, and not wis ing to venture outdoors, he sent for a barber. It; was a “ colored" in- dividual who was thus honored by " a call," and he having arrived the sick man got up out of bed and sat on a chair, while the barber, with lather-box in hand, commenced his pleasing task. A little four-year-old daughter of the gentleman happened to be in the room at too time, and the sick man observed how she gamd in wonder at the harbor lather- ing his face. She instantly ran out of the room, but soon returned and took another look at the operation, as if to satisfy her- self that she might believe her eyesight, when she quickly made her way down stairs to her mother and commenced crying. “What‘s the matter, my dear 7' asked her’motber. who was busily engaged in superintending the house-cleaners. "021," she exclaimed. " do some up stairs, mother, quick, and help papa, for there's a great big nigger whitewashlng him l" Stanley's Geographical Discoveries. Stanley’s geographical discoveries have been noteworthy, albeit the object of the relief expedition has not been exploration. He has traced the Aruwlmi hundreds of miles from the Congo to the highlands flank- ing the Nile basin. He has demonstrated "(lathe “ W‘mng hi“ “to Ind the extent and character of the enormous P‘themlg 1minim”: "Ewil 3"" 1" forest belt that extends northward from Juwdymi “7°” “$13711”? "NWN‘o" was the reply. “Would you be the loser by restoring me to liberty 2' “ Not at all." “Then why not turn me loose? You seem to feel for me." “That’s exactly the trouble,” replied the boy. “Father has been scatter- ing poison all over the cellar, and I'm afraid you will get some of it and die a lingering death. I’m doin the mercy act by drown- ing you." More â€"When a citizen who “hasn't done nothing at all " is run in by the police, it saves him from committing burglary or martianâ€"{Detroit Free Press. Tanganyika totbe equatorial lakes. He has discovered. a snow-capped mountain which he thinks rivals KilimaNjaro in height. He has described the tributary of the Ny- snzs, which undoubtedly connects that m - stations lake, Mute Nz: , with the Ni e stem. If he sets out or sz’bsr from t e southern edvecf the Nyenzs, he will make material additions to g phical knowledge, for be will pass tbcrug a u ‘on :hioh has never been exploredâ€"(N. Y. I. use.