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a?! WW- Lâ€"_â€"â€" YOUNG FOLKS. A Child's Panoiesie Autumn. The Maple is a dainty maid The pet of all the wood Who lights the dusky forest glad With scarlet cloak and hood The E'm a lovely lady is. In skimmsrlng robes of gold, That catch the sunlight when she moves, And glisten, fold on fold. The 8:1th is a Giapy Q leen, ‘ Who flaunts in crimson dress, And wild along the roadside runs, Rid blossoms in her breast. And towering hi b above the wood, All in his purp e cloak, A Monarch in his splendor is The proud and princely 0 .k. â€"[Yonth’s Companion The Harm It Does. I mean strong drink, children. And only a small part of the harm. I could not tell you all it I talked a whole week. It is the harm it does to the -=p’.endid body which God has given to us. You know What our bodies areâ€"nice, white skin, sound, firm flesh on good, strong bones, with li::le purple rivors of arteries and veins running through it, bright eyes, steady feet, and strong handsâ€"- why, ought not folks to be ashamed to do anything to spoil such a perfect piece of the C;eator‘s work? “ Yes l yes,’ indeed i" you all say. Now you look at aperson who drinksâ€"dc you find .any of thcso things! Red nose, red eyes, dark wrinkled skin, shaky hands, feet that won't walk straight, mind that can’t rememberâ€"nothing at all that you can see as God made it. Why, boys and girls, no telling what he will do. You know that no nun would take a dose of arsenic or strychnine unless he wanted to kill himselfâ€"evry child has learned that they are deadly poisons. Yet the man or boy who drinks liquor, takes them both, and other things just as deadly. The awful poison will kill him just as surely, and more painfully, more slomy, than if he had taken the dose of pure poison. You all know what it means to be para- lyzldâ€"not to have any motion or power in the part affected. That is just how alcohol affects the body, a short time after it is taken into the stomach. All the little tissues and nerves yield to it, and it goes to the brain, turnin g into something resembling the white of a hard boiled egg. DJ you think such leathery stuff could do much thinking 1' Do you wonder that the drunk- ard, with his stiffened nerves and whiteni- egg brain, tumbles over and lies like a log in the gutter 2â€"- {Anon}. A Concert. “The Home for Aged Ladies“ stood op. posite a house filled with gay boys and girls, cousins, brothers and sisters, and bright with pictures, luxurious furniture and ccstly “brie a hrac." Roses climbed over the walls without, and happy children’s faces filled it within. All day long it resounded with busy voices, music and laughter. The “Home” was a small institution with about thirty inmates. Its walls were speck- less and bare ; the carpetless fl on were scoured to a spotless whiteness ; they never echoed to a child’s step; the slow feet of the sad, withered inmates fell upon them noiseless as ghosts. They were a silent, melancholy folk, knowing that they were near the rave and that they had not a friend to hol them by the hand in the last hour. For they all had long ago parted with their families and with all who knew them. Charity, not affection, gave them food and shelter. Their lives were monotonous as clock- work. Thoy rose, set their rooms in order, ate breakfast, knitted until noon, then gathered feebly around the table again, knitted until sunset, drank their cups of weak tea silently, and so crept to bed. There was a strange hush as of decay and death in the old corridors. “Let us give them something outside of their knitting and thoughts of the grave,’ said one of the young girls one day. “A concert l” cried another. Tue idea was received with applause. Placards antlourc'ng the concert were sent over to the Home, and the girls began prac tioin;~ on piano and guitar. Tns poor old women clustered around the haudhills and wont, trembling with excite- ment, to their rooms. “A concert l" “ What shall I wear 2“ “ I played the piano once.’ “ And Isang." How their feeble hearts boat and the slug- gish blood began to throb in their veins l A Week passed. The day came: the piano and guitars were carried to the Home, the seats placed. The inmates assembled an hour before the time, each with some hit of ancient fioorv to honor the occasion. It Was a simple concert after all. Two or three familiar melodies, some by mus, “ Auld Ling Sync," ‘ The List R we of Summer," and other old dittics. The old women sat very silent, now and then suddenly laughing aloud or wiping a tear away furtively. Some of the music was familiar and dear to them. It brought back their homes and their dear again. But it did more. They were alive again them- selves ; they were once more a part of their generation. Somebody had taken thought for them to give them pleasure. The concert was over, and soon forgotten by the performers. Bu: the audience never forgot it. It was the one era of their life in the Home. They dated all events as “be- fore " or “after the concert.” Trey hum~ and women, too, are afraid cf a drunken man, because they know he isn’t himself at all, but given up to a bad spirit; and there’s I I r med the sire for years in their cracked oldlthe same. voices. - It was a trifling thing to do, yet it had brought \ grea: warmth and happiness into these faded lives. Is there no tile thing. which will bring happiness to some neglected creature, waiting for us to do! A Mean llau. Wifeâ€"J1 believe that more women than men go to heaven.” Husbandâ€"“You do! think so 2" W.-â€"“\\'omen live better lives than men." ' H â€"-"I grant it, Mary, but there is anal thin-g :hatleads men think there are very few woman on the other side." 11,â€"“Wna: is that 2” H.--“It is spoken of as the silent shore.’ Under Bis Bed. lieutenant Colonel Van Someren of the British Army sends an account of a night adventure in India. It was at the very height of the hot season, and after passing the evening at a military sta- tion, he had ridden through the woods to his bungalow, where he arrived shortly be- fore midnight. His man led away the pony, and another servant lighted a candle in the bedroom, opened all the windows and doors, and left Colonel Van Scmeren to himself. I blew out the candle, and throw myself into an easy chair in the veranda to catch what faint airs might be stirring. A little dachshund pup was lying under the out in the bedroom, the co: being a mere frame- work of wood with a broad web of cotton tape plaited across it. The puppy whined frrqnently, but I paid no particular attention to it, and after lounging two or three times up and down the verandas, I threw myself on the cot, and dropped into an uneasy slumber, disturbed now and again by the pup's whimperings I had not been asleep long, when I becsme conscious of something uncanny under my bed. It was apparently a large and power- ful creature, for I distinctly felt my head moved, and then my shoulders and book were gently, but steadily, lifted as the thing, whatever it might be, slipped slowly and cautiously along under the tape on Which I was lying. Presently I became aware of an unmistakable ode: ; some beast of prey was under my bed i A slight: movement of mine caused it to stop still but 1 distinctly felt its back pressed against mice. F1? a moment I lay motion- less, horribly frightened, and with the know- ledge that my gun was in the next room. However, it was useless to lie there. It was better to face the brute at once ; so I sprang up, seized aslipper, ii tug it under the bed, and shouted loudly. There was a plunge, a lurch of the cot, and a great gray, hairy mass dashed out from under the bedstead with a growl, and bolted through the open door. scores the back veranda, and down a ravine behind the bungalow. It Was alarge hyena, and I can- gratulated myself that the brute had not snapped at my leg as he went off. The puppy I found half dead with fright, lying in the cursor of the room between the wall and the leg of the cot. Sr far, things had not turned out badly, but i felt sure the hyena would come back again after so dainty a morsel as a well-fed little dog. So I got my gun, and, going outside fired a cmple of cartridges down the ravine. I heard two or three animals move off in a hurry, and the shots naturally brought out my servants. I told them l0 keep about for a little while ; the sound of voices would, perhaps, discourage the hyena, and cause him to slink away for good. Shutting the doors and windows was out of the question ; the heat was too great. I loaded my gun and sat down in the ver- anda and, and after a while began drziug. The puppy whimpercd. I got up cautiously and slipped into the bedrocm,where I backed into the corner whence I could command each of the three doors. Five minutes passed in silence ; then the puppy again began crying, and I heard a light footfull on the bamboo matting in the veranda. Another minute or so assed, and I saw a head cautiously advance inside the doorway, and again withdrawn. But: it was not a hyena; it was the heal of a panther. The moon was now half-way down the west: rn sky, and her light, pouring in through the veranda, projected the shadow of anything outside into the room. All was silent, when suddenly, almost as if a light cloud had swept across the moon and thrown a shadow for an instant, the panther was in the room, under the cot, and had seized the pup.‘ The poor little thing yelled loudly ; the panther turned, saw me, and. with the dog in her mouth, stood for a moment in the doorway about six feet from me. I saw my opportunity, and fired, giving her a wire cartridge in her neck. She lurched forward into the veranda with an angry growl, and got upon her feet, but was evidently dazed, for she stood still in the moonlight, broadside to me, and I gave her the second barrel, also in the neck. :At such close quarters the shot cartridges inflicted terrible wounds l She fell over dying, and after a garp or two and a long. quivering vhroe, lay still. The puppy was not dead, but so much hurt that it had to be killed the next day. By this time the whole camp was astir, the men coming up eagerly to see what had happened. We pulled the psnlher out i-i the veranda into the shadow of a large tree, with two men to keep the jsckais from harm- ing the skin during the night. Too beast proved to be a full grown and very handsome young female. My night‘s rest had been disturbed, but I wan rep aid a hundred fold by a trophy so valuable in itself, and at the same time r l interesting for the unusual and exciting circumstances of its capture. The Wh-zat l.tie'd. Nobody knows as yet within ‘20 000 000 or 30,C00,000 bushe‘s what the wheat yield of America has been in 1889 and nobody known within many times that quantity what the yield of the world has been. Neither are there trustworthy statistics of stocks brought over from last year in other lands ; authorities differ mm 2 million bushels about the stock of Bosnia alone. Who ever pleases can make up a statement showing a great surplus in the world, by taking one set of estimates of yield and stocks. and another showing a grrat dcfifi‘ - by taking another set of estimates of equal value. Ba: actual movements of grain giro evidence which cannot well be disputed or twisted. British imports of wheat in Jufy and August were 90),0C0 cwts. smaller this year than last, with imports o? flour about That indicates no recogn 2 -d prospect of want in the country having Deed to import more wheat than any other. The export: from Amoricx to all countries from all ports for July, from all the p:.noxg;nl ports i ll.’ August, and from t ec'tiaf ll Han. tic ports for three Weeks f S:p:unber, were ‘2? 300 (‘00 bushels wheat, d at inclllfl' ed, against 2.1600000 for the same times nd places last year. A drcreas: (-l 3 3‘30- COO bushels in the quantity demanded from the country which exports more wheat than any other does not iodi- What makes you cats any apprehension of scarci‘y abroad. |The foreign price tells the same story. British wheat averaged for the second week in September 30 . 2l., rgslnst 35“. ii. for the same week last veer. A fall of more than ‘20 r cent in pri:e floss not foreshadow WON -wide famine 2" 7 one knows how large a stock of wheat Russia has I carried over from in: year, or how large’ the new crop is, and contradictory state- ments on both points are wide apart. But the cold facts are that Russia exported in August nearly 3000.001: cwtr. to Great Britain, aoainst about 2000.000 cwts. in the same month last year, and an increase of one half in exp )rts does not indicate much seuoi'yln Rustii. The experts for eight months ending with August were 14,347,- 653 cth to Great Britain, against only ii, 516 034 for the previous year, and no such freedom of shipments at present low prices Would be likely to occur if Russian supplies were actually scanty. Bis Love Worth Even More. “Clara,"he exclaimed, layin his hand asswsmsc BY KNOOKS. A remarkable "ghost" story comes from Greenwich. It appears that Mr. Bothwlek, in the employ of the South Metropolitan Gas Company, had resided for three years with his family at 14 H )rseferry Road. Green- wich. a four-loomed house. Mrs. Bathwick had been troubled by hearing inexplicable noises, which her husband tried to explain away. The previous tenant. who occupied the house for twenty-nine years, states that he never heard any noise, but his wife often csmplained to him that she had heard sounds like children falling out of bed. About two years ago the Bothwicks were away from home, and a neighbour states that during their absence he heard loud rapping in the house. Twelve months later, in J aly 1888, M Bothwiok was in the country for a boil- day, and on the 25 ‘h there were in the house Mrs. Bothwick, Mrs. Stedman, and Mrs. Lloyd. At ten minutes to eleven these three were in the back sitting-room, which is divided from the passage by a wooden parti- titpn running from the top of the house, when t ey upon his ctrdlac region, “I have ong looked forward to this opportunity to tell you that I love you with all the ardor of a nature free from guile and duplicity. Say the litte word, Clara, which shall make me the hapl plest of men. O.‘ if your maiden modesty seals your ruby lips, give me some little keep- ssae which shall muter say that my love is returned, and which shall be a constant re- minder cf this, my hour of happiness. S:.~.y ! Let it be one of your golden tresses, just one little lock of your fragrant hair.” Clara blushed, and seeing that G:crge took up the scissors from the table, s'ne mur. user-ed : " Nay, George, never mind the scissors; here it is (and she removed an cilia-no switch); take it. It cost me sit), but such love as yours is worth far more than tl‘..'.t."â€" [Boston Transcrip‘h ._â€"â€"â€".â€"â€"â€"n-â€"â€"â€" Identifyme‘ Mr. Johnson. “Is there a Mr. Johnson in this car? ' called the conductor, as he entered a coach on a Lehigh Valley train and held up a telegram to View. “ fibers is 2" replied three men in chorus, as they rose up. " But this despatch is for John Johnson.” “That’s me i" replied two of the men, while the third looked relieved and sat down. “ Which of you is married i" continued the l conductor. l “ I am l" both answered. HEARD THREE HARD BLO\\’S as of a man’s fiat on the cellar door. Much alarmed, they rushed ed to bed, and heard no more that night. On Mr. B)thwick’s return he put a new floor to the cellar, making it even with the passage. All went well until July the ‘25 l‘ of the present year, the anniversary of the former manifestation. At twenty minutes to ten at night there were in the house Mrs. Bothwick and Mr. and Mrs. Lloyd, while a Mrs. Parkinson was in the next house, adjoining the passage. The three ptrsons fi; 55 named heard loud raps on the partition, and Mr. Lloyd went out, but saw no one, and searched the collar with similar result. Toe rapping continued, sometimes appearing to be on the partition and sometimes under the stairs. It turan out that Mrs Parkinson was not the person r. pping, and on Mr. Lloyd giving a up on the wall he was startled by hearln “Well, I think this despatch relates to the birth of twins at home, and is congratula- tor . ‘ ‘ ‘YThat lets me out, thank Heaven l" exclaimed one Johnson as he sat down to wipe his brow, while the other flushed red and white for a moment, and then received the dos-patch. Aunt Janet's Surprise. Aunt Janet : “ What do you call that ‘2" sofii:ient to knock the cellar door down. He opened the door on the instant, and searched the cellar, but‘found nothing. He knocked again, and in reply there came THREE TERRIFIO KNOCKS on the cellar door, which Mr. Lloyd had just closed. He immediately opened it again, and nothing could be seen, although a lamp in the passage sl one into the collar. Shortly afterwards, Mr. Bithwick and Mr. Parkinson. who had been out together, rc- lurned home. The knocking continuing, they made a careful inspection of both houres, but found nothing unusual. Half an hour later two police officers arrived, and stayed some time. The knockings continued as before, at. one time on the cellar door, at another on the stairs or at different parts of the partition. The people who were in the house also state that they distinctly heard footsteps on the floor above the passage, but on gsin up could see no one. The police consl ered the matter a practical j ake, but could not suggest how it was done. Meanwhile, the knocking, whict could he plainly heard on the other side of the read, had attracted a large crowd, and one of the men volunteered to communicate with the “ spirit.” A conversation somewhat to the following effect ensued :â€"â€"Are you a man? No answer. Are you English? Three raps. supposed to mean yes. Three raps. Three raps. Nephew from the city : “ It’s a trousers- stretcher." Aunt J anet: “A trousers- stretcher ! Why don’t you ct your trousers big enough, so‘s you don’t I: ’em?’ ave to stretch A Healthy Town. “Healthy in our town! Ishould think sol We have had only one funeral for ten years, and that was the doctor, who literally starved to death." Would Ruin Business. I Beggar: “A thousand thanks, my good sir, for the splendid coat you have given me, but i. can not wear it. It would ruin my busi- nestâ€"20‘: a soul would give me a firthing l" i A Hard Tue:- Husband (at 1:30 a. m): “ Don't say a l word! I know it’s awful late, but I’ve had a hard tug of it.” Wife : “ Yes. you look us if you'd had a hard tug. How many schoon- ers did you tow in to-night I" Are you a woman? Are you in great trouble? Have the people in this house harmed you? N 0 answer, ing this house a deal? Three raps. your friends harm you? Three raps. Did they kill you? Three tremendous raps. Mrs. Bothwick here exclaimed. “For gra- cious sake let the man go away.” He re- mained, however, at Mr. Bothwick’s wish, and continued the questioning with the re. suit that the interrogator pronounced that a You are troubl- Did A Change of Paces. “I don’t understand how you can stay so continually in the house this summer. I feel as if I must get away if only to see some new faces." "Oh, I don't need to go for “mm” was "0"“ng the house that." My wife has a new servant every ox ACCOUNT-or 30M}: cams , day. I ' committed many years ago. The “ ghost’ would not answer any frivolous questions, such as “Will you come out and have a drink with me 2” About midnight the knock- ing began to subside, and the crowd disprrs- ed, but the Bothwick family'would not go to bed. Mrs. Bothwick lay on the bed for an houror so with her clothes on, and Mr. Bothwicl“ on" on eunuch till he went to work at‘six next morning. and two young men stayed with him. The rapping gradually died away, and ceased altogether about one o’clock. The Bothwicks determined not to remain in the house, and on the following Tuesday removed to Haddt-rfrcet, sitting up on nearly all the intervening days until midni gilt. Two ladies. who appeared to be interested in the suljmt of spiritualism, called before they removed, and said they should have liked to hear the rappings. One of them said she did not suppose the “spirit” would trouble anyone till next: year, but it might, as it had been spoken to. J ohnny's Rash Speech. Mr. Goodcstch (calling on the eldest I sister) : “Why, Johnny, how you are grow- | log l You’ll be a man before your sister if - you keep on." Johnny: .“You bet I will. Sister’li never be a man if she keeps on being ‘20 like she has for the last five years." Then there was trouble in the household. l lie 00'l.id Jump 8. Ten-Foot Fence. “A-e you interested in athletics?’ asked Mile Jcenson of a young travelling man who had been paying her some attention. ‘ ""1 Gidu’r. care much about those matters until yesterday.” “B at you are exercising now '2” “I should say so. I can jump a ten~fcot fence at one bound, and outrun any bow- ieggod dog that over infesteda barn-yard." "And to think,” she murmured fondly, "that it is to my father that we own all this ” â€" [lchhant Traveler. A Conviccing Are umeot. Mrs. Ssinnphlint (.‘loubtlnlly)â€"-” Jcsioh, there's a psddler at the door with a ruzworth $10, He offers it for $1 I would like to buy it. but I'm afraid it wouldn't be just exactly honest. He must have stolen it or he wouldn't offer it so cheap." Mr. Skinnthlint (Excitedly) -" What? A $10 rug lot 31 1 Why, certainly heâ€"B'ir no. It he says he didn't steal it, and of course he‘ll say so, that will settle it as far as we are concerned. “'0 can’t prove it, you know. 00 door and a drtsme pezldlcr j mostly.) liow much did you my you wanted for this rug? 0-0 dollar, hey l m'm. It's Worth perhap half that. I'm afraid‘hal ha !»~ i'm afraid you stole this rug somewhere, my fused.” Paddler (‘error-strlcken)â€"â€"-“ Yes. sir, I I did ! list don't give me away, for heaven’s sake l I â€"Iâ€"" Mr. Skinnphlin: (somewhat taken aback, 'I'he Bosrder’s F ear. i “I am sorry," said the hungry-looking boarder as he set the pitcher down, “that I have said so many unkind things about the milk." piciously. ed or: me.” “Why? ’ irquired the landlady, sus- "Because I fear that it has sour. l Grounds E‘ or a Horrib‘e Susp'ozon- l lieâ€"" And are you sure that i am the fire: and only man that ever kissed 300?; She~“ Of rcurre I am sure. You no not doubt my word, do van ‘2" .lIe â€"“ 05 course I do not doubt you, my . darling. I luv: you too manly, too devoted- ly for Lost. B1: why, oh, why did you reach for'thc reins the very instant I ventured to put my arms around you if you had never 9 been there before 3" Jehnme Knew ‘3 Al" ing r. silver dollar for the rur,)~“ That’s sl‘. Wi(°_\zJohn’ here is something 3,, {Di}, tiglfll’, Mary Jane. “'0 don't sum/whether baseball report that I do not uzzderetanl. I ' "Q 5 muff“; the nu?" 0’ "0:; A mm mu,“ l win, , on weak, “film i: ,0 may steal wzll lie about tt."-â€"[Chtcago'1‘rlhuno. linebindâ€"“Resd it. my dear.” Wife (w ruling) â€"-“ ‘i‘v’irh one to tie and one out, no teachazi first in the eighth in:ng and ran to third Pfdi'n’s hi: to right. He Mr. should have scored on Tlernan's wrid throw they i in, but became rattled and held his base.” i What does that mean 1" i Airs. B nvdic:â€"“ Why, don’t you n. l Hal‘cm'l ( who knows nothing of the ; nzenbzr how they admired it and how food l gums) J'B‘ass'd ii 1 know." ‘oi it they used to be?" Witt (with a sigh) -â€"“i’ll have to wait uu- 2dr. Benelfct-u"Yea, but they hadn‘t any ' til Johnnie (air years old) comes in." jet their own then." ‘i‘hisgs Were lefereut. Btuedictâ€"“Ycu‘d better put the to bed,iih1r. and Mrs Sim-2y of": ecu.- ing in thiscvcning.” l l l l : ‘is, therefore, the son of a beggar woman, ‘a remarkable fondness for machinery and watch tinkerer. g at the ‘ Several years ago Mr. Chcfnoux took the cellar door, close to his elbow, three knocks King 33 a, present from me French Govern. which shook the partition, and were almost moot. a mitrailleuse. For convenience of ‘ago it was known to be his wish that north. \ Mr. William G DEilingham, while fishing \ Dillingham intends to go out some day and l I'll ( ‘zestxcn him myself. (Gus l I but recovering himself and hastily «xc ran}! » asrssmm's sswkn‘ A Peculiar Ghost Story from uncenwieh. The 5'“ °t ‘ ‘39m' mm' Powerful Native-Ruler In . .M’ King Mme‘ik Ii, wlth a vast ’us, is advancing not his to Adus.where a e Kings of Abyssinia are crowned. Within a few weeks the ceremony of coronation will be performed. The new ruler of Abyssinia will be the most powerful ruler Abyssinis has had for generations, for his kingdom includes not only the domain of the late King John, but also Shea. Monolik's own country. in the southern part of the Abyssinian highlands, where Monelik has long had an army of ICC),- 000 men, about one-fourth of whom carry improved firearms. Menellk's father, King Haelou, heard one day that a woman of striking beauty was seeking aims at the doors of the palace- He sent for her, and was so great] impres- sed by her charms that he introduced her among the women of his establishment. 'When a little boy was born the king said he would not rscogn’zs him as his son unless in the course of years he showed a striking resemblance to hit Majzsty. As the boy grew up he came to look very‘ much like his royal father, and the king named him as his heir, though he had other sons who thought they had better right to the throne. The most powerful native ruler in Africa to-day and his mother recently was still erj sylng high honor in Shea. Physically the King is not an impressive person. He is almost coal bls'ck. short, and (lumpy. Unlikohis uncle, Ris Dirgho, and others among his chief advisers, he is very friendly to Europeans, and wants to in- He has alive, troduoa their arts into his country. implements of all sorts, and his greatest delight is toexsmlne their mechanism. Ex- plorers say be ruined about a d(lel watches and alarm clocks. takiuty them apart and He trying to put them‘together again. quitea proficient beesmc at last, however, carrying it had been taken to places and compactly packed. The weapon reached the King several says before the traveller did, and very much to Mr. Chefnoux's astonish' menu he found the won on properly put together and mounred. ' he King had made a careful study of the mechanism of firearms, and with the aid of a picture of a mitrailleuse he had prepared this little surprise for the white man. The King is gentle and amiable to those who have his frlendship, but he has been guilty of acts of gross cruelty and injustice to conquered enemies. He has largely widen- ed the boundaries of Shea by conquering the fierce Gallo tribes around him. He has some men of ability among his Generals and councillors, and so them much of his prestige is attributed. Personally he is not consplo‘ none as a warrior, and in most things he has shown himself easily influenced by his advisers. But he is distinguished above them all for his faith in the advantage of drawing useful lessons from civilized coun- tries. He does not like missionaries, how- ever, In 1885 he kept two Swedish mission- aries practically prisoners in his chief town for ten months, and then sent them back to the coast. Since then he has expelled all the French Catholic and German mlssion~ aries from his country. The King was very angry at the decision rf the great powers to forbid the importa- tion of firearms and gunpowder into the interior of Africa. He is, howsver, in a measure independent, as he makes his own gunpowder and has a great number of im- pro red firearms. When King John was killed a few months as... nephew should succed him Menelik, how- ever, proclaimed himself King of Abyssinia, and all the provinces of the country except Tim's have recogn'z 3d him as the new ruler. The Shoaus are of the seml race and speak the same language as the Ahyssinians. Their country is simply a part of Abyssinia whose chief became powerful enough to be practically independent of the ruler further -â€"â€"â€"â€"â€".â€"â€"â€" A Trout in a. Boulder. in Gordon Creek a few days since, discovered a beautiful fossil trout, fifteen inches in length. in a huge boulder. Every fin and scale of the fish was as plainly n arked in the rock as it cut by a skilled artist. people wonder how trout get in streams above high falls. They were dcubLloss there before the fall were made, as from this fossil it is evident that there were trout in the Mr. Many trauma of Oregon in prehistoric cg“. crch that fossil trout with a hammer and chisel. What She Wanted. “‘Notv,’ said the bridegroom to the bride, when they had returned from the honey- moon trip “L~t us have a clear understand- ing before we settle down lo married life. Are you the president or vice president of this so clely 3" “I want to be neither president or .vice president of this ,"ehe answered; ” I will be content with a subordinate pcsi.ion." "What is that '2" "Treasurer." Only Her Pint. Mrs. Slaughter (in her lawyer's offi:2)â€" “I want to get a divorce from Mr Slaughter; I can't stand him any longer." anyerâ€"“All right, Mm Slaughter. L:t { gin :ec ( uoking at the calendar), this is the 1 .zb.ll 3 “You’re a liar, Mr Lawyer; this is my first." A Poatpout meat. " blister Moderator, in consekens of do fall 'stttnius ubi'll'l mectin', I moob dc moon in' next Wersday chenin’ am postponed to (lie hicnday ebenin' for de choice ob diroc~ lul'h.’ f " 'l'ha critkct on the hearth l” exolaims a testy (oldicilOW in I‘m Breton Transcript. ” Parlay: ! One might with (qual sense go inloccstacies over the fly on the head, the .nolqulm in the car, or the flea between the shoulders" hiest people will sympathise ' with this outburst. The cricket is a noisy , little nuisance, and is Zp‘liy tolerable when described at second h by some moon- , struck poet. t ."’t 4. “40mm ‘ "NW 5'. ELL“; L I â€"â€"-«~....sm..mm W “a anun'WH-mm