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3e! W [ARK TWAIN GOEB FISHING. Sense of In Friends Play a Very lean Joke on Elm. Away back in the 60’s, when Mark Twain resided in San Francisco, and was the regu- lar correspondent of a Nevada paper, he was a character among the Bshemians, and was associated with many jolly souls who are now numbered among toe missing. and many who are still well known in San Fran- cisco. Mark was an ardent angler, and was never happier than when sitting With his legs dangling over the side of a cozy yacht and waiting for the slow and ley nibbles of the denizens of the sea. In those days Alexander Bedlam and Fult Berry owned the tug Fanny Ann, and to gratify Mark’s piscatorial whim they fitted her up one day with a drzen or two bottles of bait and a lunch, and with a few choice friends steamed off for Angel Island. Mark had constantly expressedas the desire of his life that he might catch a mess of red rock cod ; those in the San Francisco markets being of a bright red, very attractive to look at, and very choice food fish. THE PARTY CONSISTED. of Mark Twain. 0. P. Sutton, formerly sec- retary of the Pacific Back; General John McComb, then editor of the " Alta ;" a prominent San Francisco judge. now deceas- ed; Alexander Badlam, and Fulton Berry. The two latter, knowing full well there were no red rock cod this side of the Farallone Islands, purchased a large, fine specimen in the market, and placing it in a gunuy sack smuggled it on board the steamer. After a pleasant sail across the by the Fanny Ann was anchored across the stream at a point on An el Island, known as Raiston's quarry, so cal ed from the fact that the rock for the Bank of California was taken from that place. The tide was ebbing strong, and, after anchoring, all the party except Badlam and Berry dropped their lines on the lower side. These two gentlemen dropped theirs on the upper side of the steamer, with their lines drifting under the steamer, while those on the opposite TRAILED TOWARD rm: sea. When unnoticed, Bedlam attached the large red rock cod to his line, and, apprising the others of the fact, pulled him to the surface amid great excitement. The fish was im- mediately placed in a barrel of water, which had been provided to keep alive what fish might be caught. It was suggested to Mark Twain and his friends that they had better fish on the upper side of the steamer, as they prefer shady places, whith was concur- red in. After the lines had trolled under the steamboat Berry removed the bait from his book, and on the opposite side trailed and caught Mark Twain's line. The latter, complaining that his line was foul, was as- sured that on the swinging of the steamboat it would soon loosen. In a few moments the rock‘ccd was taken from the barrel and hooked on to Mark Twain's line. A vigor- ous pull was given, and at the top of his voice Mark yelled out : “ I've got a whale 1 I’ve got a whale l” He landed him in fine sha , the two jokers taking him ofl‘ the boo and placing him in the barrel. MARK IMMEDIATELY PROCURED a piece of chalk and commenced to score the catch of each of the fishermen. and during the next two hours this same fish was hook- ed on in the same manner fifty or sixty times on the lines of all the parties, and pulled up in the same manner and placed in the barrel of water, Twain, of course, having caught the largest number. When the fun became monotonous Barry booked the fish in the tail, hoping that Mark would drop on the joke, but he did not, but simply said : “It takes an artist to catch a fish on the wrong end. I have often done so in trout fishing in Nevada." The fisn having had its gills all torn out, scales most torn off, and no place to hook on to him any more the jokers in desperation fished up Twain’rline and Sutton’s line at the same time, and tied a monkey-wrench on the former and a hatchet on the latter. Screams were raised that they had got a devilfish, and the wrench and hatchet were landed on the deck. Words can not depict the faces of the fishermen. Twain pulled ofi' his coat, looked at the score, looked at the monkeywrench, at the hatchet, and then at the barrel, rolled up his sleeves, and fished out the poor, solitary, wash out red rock cod, and holding it aloft, saii : “Boys, we have had lots of fun to day -, let’s go home." He was the only one in the party who took it goodnaturedly, the other gen- tlemen refusing to converse on the sport of red cod fishing, and always looking on the transaction as a very mean joke. D BIVEN IN TO MATRIMON Y. A Boy Whose Father Till-usher! lllm “'cds a Duly of Mature Years. Louis Jclp is a stout 17-year-old boy, living in Anderson county, Ky. One day he was ploughing on his father's farm near strenceburg. The phugh was drawn by a mule of vicious propensities. The mule balked, and Jelp, to make him go along all right, struck him with the plough line. The animal then kicked the plough to pieces, and ran away. Jelp's father was ploughing the adjoining field, and witnessed the run away and smashup. He was angry at his son for striking the mole, and picking up a piece of the plough line, gave him a severe thrash- in . “After the whipping, very young J elp, sore both in bod and mind, went to the next farm occop ed by Miss Higgins, a lady with a red head sud forty-one years to her credit. The boy knew her well, and he re- lated to her how cruelly his father had treated him. Miss Higgins was full of sympathy, and suggested to him that there was a way in which he could easily emanci- te himself from the control of an unfeeilng ether. He enquired how it was to bodons, and she replied that he might marry her and thus settle all his difficulties. Jelp acce ted bliss Higgins's proposition and on the ollowing day the two took the train at Lawrencehurg, for Louisville Theyimme diatoly crossed ovrr to Indiana shore, where a license was issued, and they were married by Ezquire John Huchely. 0n the following day, the bride and her youth- iul husband returned to the former's home in Anderson county. Mrs. Jelp has no fear of her husband‘s father, and invites him to make trouble if he dare. She is worth $10.- 000. The British divorce returns for thirty years, ending in 1557. show that there were 10.5!“ petitions for divorce or dissolution of marriage, of which 7 32'. wore successful. ‘se increase since 1551 isgradual. You must not be ashamed to ask what you do not know. It is not what we intend, but what we do that makes us useful. Happiness is a roadside flower growing on the highways of usefulness. It is a good thing to be able to let go the less for the sake of the greater. Temperance is a tree that has content- ment for its root and peace for its fruit. Dost thou love life! Then do not sq uan. der time, for that is the stud life is made of. Apromise lsa just debt, which should always be paid, for honor and honesty are its security. Beware of the man who is always sus- picions of everybody olee's motives. The chances are that he has some bad motives himself. If you wish to live the life of a human be- ing and not of a fungus, be social, be bro- therly, be charitable, be sympathetic, and labor earnestly for the good of your kind. Beautiful souls often get put into plain bodies; but they cannot be hidden, and have a power all their own, the greater for the unconsciousness or the humility which gives it race. eople who have no occupation must worry. The human heart is like a millstone â€"if you put wheat under it, it grinds the wheat into flour; if you put no wheat, it grinds on, but then it is itself it wears away. There is nothing so delightful as the hear ing or the speaking of the truth. For this reason there is no conversation so agreeable as that of the man of integrity, who hears without any intention to betray, and speaks without any intention to deceive. The history of the world teaches us no les- son with more impressive solemnity than this that the only safeguard of a great intellect is a pure heart; that evil no sooner takes pos session of the heart than folly commences the conquest of the mind. The best thing to give to your enemy is forgiveness; to your opponent tolerance ; to a friend your heart; to your child a good example ; to a father deference ; to your mother conduct that will make her proud of you ; to yourself respect; to all men char- ity. Mistakes of all kinds should be avoided as far as possible, and there may be a careless- ness really culpable which gives rise to them. But in far the greater number of cases mis- takes are the steps by which each one must climb to excellence in any direction. There is dew in one flower and not in another, because one opens its cup and takes it, while the other closes itself and the drop runs off. So Heaven rains goodness and meroyas wide as the dew, and if we lack them it is because we will not open our hearts to receive them. Be Cheerful. A well known philanthropist in New York, whose time was given to the help of the criminal and pauper classes, had upon his library table a Turkish figure of a laughing donkey. The beast was so convulsed with merriment that no one could look at in with- out a smile. “ Why do you keep that absurd figure there?" a friend asked him. "It seems to jeer at the gravest subject which we dis- cuss " "Simply to remind me that the gravest sub- ject has its cheerful, laughable side," he an- swered. “I find it a wholesome warning in the midst of so much misery." Many a Canadian needs to be daily re. minded in some way that life has its amus- ing, happy side. An hour's rest, a cheer- ful book, a talk with a friend would serve the purpose better than a laughing donkey. We are a nervous, anxious people, and many of us have inherited from our au- cestors a belief that amusements and mirth are sinful. A Southern woman, lately visiting her friends in New England, exclaimed one day, “This is the best year of my life I My hus- band and children are in good health, and free from financial worry; my sons are honor- able, Christian meu; we have many good, pleasant friends. God has heaped blessings on me. I am perfectly happy!" An ominous silence followed these words, and melancholy shakes of the head. “It makes me tremble to hear you,”one haid at last, “when I think how soon all this may be changed, and that you may even be dead before night." “And shall I not thank God while I am yet in the land of the living?’ replied her friend. This world,no matter how poor or ill or solitary we may be, is not for any of us al- together a vale of tears. It has its sunshine and pleasures, its cheerful heights, which may he climbed by all of us, if we have but oouraec and faith. The man who will not yield to disaster and disease, who makes the best of his poverty, who finds something to laugh at in all his misfortunes, will not only draw more friends to his side than his melancholy brother, but actually live longer. Colonel Sellers had found the true philo- sophy of life when he lighted a candle in his empty stove " to make believe there was a fire," and praised the “ rare flavor" of the raw turnip and cold water which made his scanty meal. The man whose religion makes him loom , austere and hopeless falsifies hrist s teaching. Who should be happy if not the Corlstlan 2 Who should make light of the troubles of this short life, if not he who believes in an unending life of happi- ness at its end? “ In everything give thanks," cried the apostle, after he had been scourged nigh unto death ; and again, having fought with beasts at Ephesus, he calls from his prison- cell to the weak and unhappy in all ages : “ Regal” in the Lord alway ; and again I say, tjofce I" _â€"_â€"+â€"â€"â€"â€"_â€" During the recent Presidential election in the United States an Albany manufacturer had printed on all the envelopes in which his workmen received their wages the follow ing immfipticsnhfi“ The one issue of this cam : American ds and prodpdcu, or English goods enfogroducts, stock our home markets! Shall American wages or English wages be paid to our work ingmen and working women?" Now that the election is over, and the party to which this manufacturer belc has won the day, he has notified his men t at their wages are to be reduced twenty-five per cent. It would be interestin to hear what these de- luded workingmen ave to say on this sub- ject. O PEARLS or TRUTH. The Wilda of Mexico. In the wilds of Mexico l That sounds pretry strong, doesn't it? Well, when you are where, in all probability, no white man has ever been before, I do not think the ex- pression at all out of the way. Leaving the city of Mexico, you travel southeasterly for about 200 miles, passing numerous small Indian villa which seem to consist mainly of naked children and dogs, and reach the city of Hustamo. This is an old Spanish towu of about 2,000 inhabitants, the main feature of which, like all other Spanish towns, is the plaz l, a large square, around which are about all the stores the town contains. Sunday being market day, this plaza is quite interesting to a stranger. The natives from the surrounding country come in upon that day to sell their garden truck, salt, tobacco, handâ€"made blankets, straw goods. ropes, and goodness only knows what not. Fcur upright poles are planted in the ground, cross poles fastened to them, and over all is laid a grass mat ,thus making innumerable little stalls, where you can ob tain most articles you need, and a far great- er number cf articles you cannot conceive as being of any possible use to mankind. N ow mount your horse and come with me. We leave Huctamo behind us and ride forward toward what seems to be a solid wall of mountains ; the road is fair, that is after you have been over some others in this country, and you ride forward THROUGH A LOVELY VALLEY filled with fruit trees and flowers; the air is invigorating at this time of the year, your horse knows he is going home, and you swing along at a good pace, knowing that the following day your road will be but a cowpath over the mountains and you must make your 35 miles today or you will not reach the mine upon the following. Small mountain streams are crossed, many little Indian huts are passed, and far ahead of you appears a tiny moving speck. You know what it is as nearer and nearer you approach each other, until finally you perceive an Indian, with his knapsack tight- ly fastened to his shoulders, swing along at his running walk. He is the mail. No stop for him, he must be on time, and with a “buenos dies" he is passed, and still you ride on. The sun now becomes intensely hot, for it is nearing noon, and about that hour you reach a small Indian but, where you bait for dinner. Two women, one child, and eleven dogs constitute this household during the daytime, and if you succeed in getting a couple of eggs and some corn bread you con- sider yourself fortunate. Horses are un- saddied and allowed to roam at will while you stretch yourself under the welcome shade to go to sleep. Just when you begin to doze you ARE RUDELY AWAKENED by a harsh voice shrieking. into your ear the single word “ Ya l" That means ready ; so you rouse yourself, eat your eggs and bread, drink your black coffee, light a cigarette, frown at the woman, and doze again. It seems you have not been asleep five minutes when your servant wakes you and you find the horses ready saddled, pay the Virago 1% cents, mount, and ofi again. It is now 3 o'clock and you have only 12 miles to go before sunset, or 6 o’clock ; now a lope, now a trot, now a walk, according to the road, ycu ride along through the valley, paying no attention to the high mountains covered with palm trees and huge cacti which rise on either side of you, for you know them by heart and are Only anxious to reach Quinchendio. ' One lonely 'peak at last comes in sight, standing alone, one huge rock 700 feet in height, and you know you are almost there. Your horse knows it also, the road ls good, he quickens his pace, and you now pass through mile after mile of corn and sugar cane, but the end comes and you ride up to the palace of this part of the world, an adobe house, where you can ob- tain food for your animals, a fairly good supper for yourself, and a bed made of ropes stretched across a‘ wooden frame, with a bullock’s hide for a mattress. After a hearty supper, the main point of which is a bountiful supply and a stout, jol- ly old Indian woman to serve it, A SMOKE AND TALK with the master of the house, and a cheery “I assar buenas noche," you roll yourself in your blanket, and are soon asler p. At day- light you wake to find a bowl of steaming hot coffee and corn bread awaiting you. Your appetite sharpened by the cool air of the night, you break your fast with a relish and mount your horse with a sigh, for you know a hard day's j Jurney lies before you, although only about 30 miles or so. Still the road is fairly good to J aui rdipo, but you can rarely go faster than a walk, as your horse must pick his way through wind- ing paths, over loose stones, over fallen trees, across swollen streams. and woe betide him if he slips, and woe betide you, for many a time a slip would mean dearh to horse and man, and you look sometimes with a shudder at the hundreds and hun- dreds of feet below you. But you are rid- ing a mountain horse, and have no fear as be climbs up or slides down places at which the proverbial goat would hesitate. The scenery now becomes wild in the extreme, and you commence to realize that you are going further and further from civilization; houses becomes. rarity, fewer dogs rush with mad velocity and uproarions barking at your horse's head, the youthful ssvage in his pristine glory no longer diver- sifies nature, and you still ride on. The sun rises, throwing beautifnLlights and shades upon the mountains, the road grOWI nar- rower and rougher, huge trees. with their parasitic companions, call forth your admir- ation, although often seen before, and you are fairly in the wilds. By noon you reach Jauiudipo, a small cluster of lndian huts, where pigs roam at will through the novels, where everything and every one is dirty, and where innumer- able insects cause you to think that surely life is not worth living. But here you must stop for dinner or starve, so you stop, and glad on are for a Mexican omelet, corn bre , and a cup of coffee, let alone the fact that your horses have A HARD A PTBRNOON before them, and must rest. No waiting until 3 o'clock to-day : the mine is only about 16 miles away, but 16 miles no Nor- thern horse would face. for now you haVe only a cow path over the mountains, and as your horse steps from rock to rock, climbing steadily up, up, up, never faltering, never swerving, never hesitating, you cannot but love the noble animal who carries you so steadily and surely forward. At length the top of the mountain is reached, and what a sight bursts upon you. soon as the Turk could get up he took the should have looked out for that.” want to. 'youbong.'question." don’t seem to understand." Below you for mile upc‘n mile stretches an immense valley, and you follow the course of win streams as they threadtheir way in and out along the base of huge plateaus and embryo mountains that rise here and there upon every side. Hero can be seen the palm in all its glory, the cactus in its numer- ous varieties, and nature in her wildest dlspcrt. " Oh, whata ranch i" would be the first cry of a stockman. “Oh, how beautiful l"the first cryof an artist, and both would be right. A winding path now leads down into ,the valley, small streams are crossed, a horribly stony path is left he- hind, one more river, one terribly long hill, one more descent and we are at the mines. HE MADE THE BEAR DANCE. - A Farmer Paid Five Cents to See the Fun, and lie was Bound to Get His Money's Worth. As a farmer Was driving with his wife on the outskirts oflKingston, N. Y. be came up- on a Turk leading a tame beer. The farmer, wishing to have his wife see the bear dance, said he would give 5 cents to the master of the hear if he would make it dance. After the dirty Turk got the money he told the farmer the terpsichorean performance would not begin until another 5 cents was placed in his hand. This made the farmer angry, and he said : “If you don't make that ba‘r‘dance, I'll make you dance and the b'ar, too." The owner of bruln made no move until the farmer got off his wagon to carry his threat into execution, when he put his hand to his pocket as if to draw a revolver. Then the farmer “let out with his right" and sent the bear-owner sprawling in the gutter. As muzzle off the bear, and, in an unknown tongue, told bruin to “go for” the farmer. The bear, thus encouraged, ‘ ‘Went for" the farmer, who soon made his fingers almost P meet around the bear’s wind ipe. When the farmer saw fit to let go, the ear sneaked up to its master coughing and spittin and its master began to make trac s from the spot. still in the wagon, simply saying : blood, All this time the farmer's wife sat “James, I wish you wouldn’t be so foolish." “I can’t help it, Marier," said the farmer : “I wasn’t brought up in the woods to he scart by owls.” She Brake Him Up. " Oh, George, this is terrible. It willhreak my heart.” “Oh, I reckon not, Mollie. You‘ll get over it." “ I shall never get over it." “Sorry. But you'll have to, sis. I am engaged to Isabel J ones.” " And you intend to break your engage- ment with me 2" " Why, of course.” “ But what if I institute a suit for breach of promise f" ” You have no witness to prove that we ever were engaged.” “ And I can't get damages unless I have?" “No, little one. I'm sorry, but you “ Well, good-by," “Good-by. You’ll kiss me for the last time 2" “Yeafieorse-l’ "New," on over between us, I “ Certainly d . - ’ "Dortmund? ‘d'ear' any more. You “No, 1 do not. It is hard to realize. But what was the question you wanted to ask?" "Oh, yes i Well, 1 often wonder why you always had this sewing machine in the parlor, and why you always insisted on sit- ting so close to it when we were saying sweet things to each other. Why was it 2" ‘ That? That is not a sewing-machine." “What is it I" “A phonograph.” “A phonograph 1 good order 2" “You bet." And has been every night I have been “here 2" "Indeed it has, darling. Do you want me to turn the crank just for fun 2" “No, indeed. (“You have turned him," sotto voce). “But what a funny girl you are, to think I meant what I said just now to tease you. I was only joking. I'm not engaged to Isabel, and we will get married as soon as you like." “How nice 1 You are such a dear (kiss), sweet (kiss), good (kiss), honorable darling. I never doubted you. "Of course not. Good-ni ht, darling. I will see you to morrow n ght. And our wedding 2" “Next week. Good-night, precious." “To morrow night.” “And now," she said to herself as she heard the gate close behind him, “ I must not let him find out that that (phonograph is out of order and doesn’t reoor a thing, until after the wedding. It broke me all up when I found it out the other day ; but I reckon his darling little Mollie got there with both feet to-night. He don’t play any Isabel Jones racket on her at present." Thunder! Is it in Admiral Kimberley's Report. Admiral Kimberley, in his ofiiclal report to Washington on the Samoan disaster, re- fers thus to the British war ship Calliope: The Calliope steamed into the harbor this morning, showing signs of having experienc~ ed heavy weather. She can to Sydney as soonas possible for reps rs, and, through the kindness of Captain Kane, her diving outfit has been turned over to us, and it will be of greatest astistance in saving stores. I commend his services to the department, and trust that they will be regarded as worthy of recognition. The Czlr of Russia is said to be learning to play the comet, and it is cruelly suggest- ed that the Nihilists will now have a good and stfiiaient reason for endeavoring to klll him. The Czar may escape, however, if he avoids practisin airs that he does not know and cannot pic up. That is the rock on which the amateur cornetist is apt to strike. Sympathizod with Natureâ€"Grangerâ€" “Doc, thar mns’ be sutl in’ left whar ye pul- led that tooth for me last week. It's achod ever senco." Dentist (examining themouth) â€"“Nothing there, air, but a vacuum." “ How big l" “Wh , about the size of a tooth, of course." al, yank'er out, Doc. 1 knowed suthin' was wrong. I've heerd that nacher cbhors a vackeynm, an' dinged if I blame 'er, ’f she ever got one stuck inter er jaw." MISCELLAN 17.38. The pension authorities the United States have decided that a soldier drowned while bathing died in the performance of his duty and that his relatives are entitled to a pension. The reasons assigned are that bathing is not only allowed, but enjoined by the regulation that soldiers are to keep them- selves clean. The reasoning seems to be sound and the cause of cleanliness should gain by the decision. Two Vassar girls, Ella 8. Leonard and Caroline G. Lin le. want to Atlantic High- lands in New Xork State, bought out a sickly newspaper from a Man, revived it and are now doing a flourishing business. the two young women not only do all the literary work of the paper, but manage a large job printing establishment. The New York reporter who visited the office re- marked upon its unnatural cleanliness and almost sinful air of comfort. A ccrsage model for a graceful figure has short, sharply pointed fronts, the back out with long, narrow, Directoire coat-tails, which reach to the very edge of the dress skirt. Down each side of the front arclarge revers of the dress goods beneath smaller ones of velvet, and the collar and cuffs have double revere to match. A narrow vest is introduced, this reaching considerably below the points on the bodice, showing at the throat between the velvet rovers. The water supply of Egypt is brought a distance of over two thousand miles by the Nile, but the equatorial rains appear to have been scanty and the usual inundation has not occurred. Irrigation can, therefore, not take place to anything like the usual ex- tent. The cotton crop will consequently be short, the fellahcen will suffer, business in the cities will be depressed, the Government will be unable to collect the taxes, Egyptian bonds willfall in Paris and London,‘aud a few investors in these bonds will be sutfi aiently inched to emi rate to Manitoba, which will thus feel the e cots of a drought in Emin Boy’s territory. The rejection of prohibition in Massachu- setts was expected. The State had tried prohibition before, and was not satisfied but of late years the liquor law is probably more stringent than that of any non-prohi- bition State in the Union. The lowest sa loon licence is new $1,000, and there is no maximum limit. The number of licenses to be issued is determined yearly by vote to the people, and the New York Tribune says : " It is argued that this steady increase in the stringency of temperance legislation is largely due to the system of annually sub- mitting the question of licence or no licence to the voters of each community. In a letter to the Buffalo Express Capt. Hoffman, U. S. A., now stationed at Fort Niagara, says that the desertions from the United States army number 3_000 annually, This would be a large number for even a European army. but it is simply enormous when the siz: of Uncle Sam's army is taken into consideration. The deserters represent one-eighth of rho whole force. Capt. Hoff- mann attributes the frequency of desertion to the smallness of the pay given by the Government. During his first two years ‘ each private receives in compensation for his ' services, including pay, rations, and cloth- ing, about $20 a month, or sixty seven cents a day. Trusts appear behave as many lives as cats When Judge Barnett, of New York, deliver- ed a judgment some time ago that one of the big sugar refining companies in the United States had forfeited its charter through hav' ing become a member of the Sugar Trust and that a receiver should be ap eluted, it was then ht that the days of the Patter were numbers But suits havin been instituted against its other members it is now found that they have all assigned, thus rendering the appointment of receivers b the court impossible. The suite will have to be dropped, therefore, but the parties to whom the companies assigned now really form the trust, which seems likely to go on forever. Along the west side of Lake Michigan during a rainstorm last week, clothes hung up to dry were spoiled and stained by ashes. Where the ashes came from was not ap- parent, but their presence is clearly account- ed for by the great fires which had just be- fore swept the prairies cf Dakota. That the ashes of great fires can be carried to a considerable distance we have had abundant evidence in Ontario during the prevalence of bush fires. Volcanic ashes are known to have been borne from Iceland to the Faroe and Shetland islands. Ashes of the great eruption of Krakatoa, in the Eist Indian archipelago, it is said, fell long afterwards in Belgium. At any rate, analysis showed their composition to be identical with that of the ashes which fell near the exploded mountain. That these things occur pos- sesses a practical interest for laundry people. A recent decision of the English courts carries the law of libel to the extreme, both of absurdity and lnjustlce. It is to the ofl'ect that a newspaper publishing a judge's charge is answerable for libel if statements of fact or opinion are wrong. It is hard doctrine that a daily paper, publishing the proceedings of a trial, including the charge of the judge, is to be held responsible for errors of statement into which that func- tionary may be betrayed. If the rule stands, it must practically prohibit the publication of the reports of trials, for judges do make mistakes, being mortal, and the press would be unable to protect itself against such mis- takes. But the rule will not hold. It is contrary to a long current of English deci- sions, which makes the publication of legal trials privileged matter. Certainly, there is no danger that it will become operative in this country. The manager of the International Exposi- tion at Buffalo has secured a novel attraction --a human sky-rocket, the handicraft of Mr. Eiselle, of Callao, Peru. formerly of the United States navy. His model has been successfully experimented with in South America. Signor Clmarsra made the initial trip. The apparatus consists of a combination of rockets of immense power with a parachute attachment which folds over the apex. Four tubes form the frame- work and contain the explosives. The he. ture of the explosive is a secret and is called dyno-asoenimite. Its peculiar property is that it is detonating. A small volume of the solid makes an immense volume of va- pour aud lifts the machine with lightnln rapidity into the clouds. The test too place under Peruvian government patronage near Callao in December. The charge, touched by electricity, sent the machine over 15,545 feet, and the descent by para- chute was perfect. Signor Camarara landed five miles from the starting point no worse for the trip.