in... gnlts’ @tpartmmt. Why He Dried- The weresuchfrightful,frightfnlscreams, ingled with plteous ahrieks ; Could it be Ted? Yes, there he stood, Tears rolling down his cheeks. Grandma and grandpa, cousins, aunts, Quickly we all rushed out, Trembling and pale ; some dreadful thing Had happened now, no doubt. " What is it Teddle dear 2†we cried, Our hearts with fear a-bound. “The little cake Cook baked for me Is square; I want it round i" Tue BREMEN Tows MUSICIANS. There was a man who owned a donkey, which had carried his sacks to the mill in dustriously for many years, but whose strength had come to an end, so that the poor beast grew more and more unï¬t for work. The master determined to stop his food. but the donkey discovering that there was no good intended to him, ran away and took the road to Bremen: “There,†thought he, “I can turn Town Musician.†When he had gone a little way he found a bound lying on the road panting like one who was tired with running. "Hallo lwbat are you panting so for, worthy Seize ’em? " asked the donkey. "Oh i†said the dog, “ just because I am old, and get weaker every day, and cannot go out hunting, my master wanted to kill me, so I have taken leave of him; but how shall I gain my living now 2" “I’ll tell you what,†said the donkey. “I am going to Bremen to be town musician ; come with me and take to music, too, I will play the flute and you shall beat the drum." The dog liked the idea, and they traveled on. It was not long before they saw a cat sitting by the road, making a face like three rainy days. “Now. then, what has gone wrong with you, old Whisker," said the donkey. “Who can be merry when his neck is in danger 2" answered the cat. "Because I am advanced in years, and my teeth are blunt, and I like sitting before the ï¬re and purring better than chasing the mice about, my mistress wanted to drown me. I have managed to escape. but good advice is scarce; tell me where I shall go 1" “Come with us two to Bremen : you understand serenadlng ; you also can become a Town Musician.†The cat thought it a capital idea, and went with them. Soon after the three runaways came to a farmyard, and there sat a cook on the gate, crowing with might and main. “You crow loud enough to deafen one,†said the donkey; "what is the matter with on?" y “I prophesied fair weather, †said the cook, “because it is our good mistress’ wash- ing day, and she wants to dry the clothes ; but because to-morrow is Sunday. and com- pany is coming, the mistress has no pity on me, and has told the cook to put me into the soup tomorrow, and I must have my head out off to night; so now I am crowing with all my might as long as I can.†“0 you old Redhead,†said the donkey, "you had better come with us; we are going to Bremen, where you will certainly ï¬nd something better than having your head cut off; you have a good voice, and if we all make music together it will be something striking." The cook liked the proposal and they went on. all four together. But they could not reach the city of Bre- men in one day and they came in the oven ing to a wood, where they agreed to spend the night. The donkey and the dog laid themselves down under a great tree, but the cat and the cock went higherâ€"the cock fly- in up to the topmost branch, where he was in cat. Before he went to sleep he looked round toward all the four points of the com- and he thought he saw a spark shining me distance. He called to his companions that there must be a house not far off, for he could see a light. The donkey said: “Then we must rise and go to it, for the lodgings here are very bad ;†and the dog said, “Y es, a few bones with a little flesh on them would do me good."So they took the road in the direction where the light was, and soon saw it shine brighter ; and it ct larger and larg- er till they came to a bril lantly illuminated robber s house. The donkey being the big- gest. got up at the window and looked in. “ What do you see, Greybeard 2" said the cock. “ What do I see i" answered the donkey, “a table covered with beatiful food and drink, and robbers are sitting round it and enjoying themselves." “ That would do nicely for us," said the cock. "Yes' indeed. ifwe were only there,†re lied the donkey. li‘he animals then consulted together how they should manage to drive out the rob- hers till at last they settled on a plan. The donkey was to place himself with his fore- foot on the window-still, the dog to climb on the donkey’s buck and the cat on the dog's and at last the cock was to fly up an perch himself on the cat’s head When thatwas done at a signal they began their music all togetherâ€"the donke brayed the do barked, the cat mowed an the cock crowing; then, with one great smash, they dashed through the window into the room, so the glass clatterod down. The robbers jumped up at this dreadful noise, thinking that nothing less than a ghost was coming in and ran away into the wood in a great fright. The four companions then sat down at the table, quite content with what wasleit there, and ate asif theywere upset- to fast for a month to come. When the four musicians had ï¬nished. they put out the light, and each one looked for a suitable and comfortable sleeping place. The donkey lay down or: the dung- hlll, the dog behind the door, the cat on the hearth near the warm ashes, and the cock set himself on the hen roost,- and, as they were all tired with their long journey the soon went to sleep Soon after mid- uig t, as the robbers in the dlssauce could see that no more lights were burning in the house, and as all seemed quiet, the captain said. “ We ought not to have let ourselves be scared so easily," and sent one of them to examine the house. The messenger found everything quite, went into the kitchen to, light a candle, and, thinking the cat's shiny ï¬ery eyes were live coals, he held a match to them so light it. But the cat did not undershnd the joke, flaw in his face, spat at him and scratched. He was dreadiqu frightened, ran away. and was going out of the back door when the dog. who was lying there, jumped up an As he ran through the yard, past the dunghill, the donkey gave him a good kick with his hind foot, and the cock, being awakened and made quite lively by the noise, called out from the hen-roost, "Cock. a-docdle-doo l" The robber ran as fast as he could back to the captain and said- "Oh, dear! in the house sits a horrid old witch. who flew at me and scratched my face with her long ï¬ngers, and by the door stands a man with a knife, who stabbed me in the leg, and in the yard lies a black monster who hit me with sclub, and up on the roof there sits the judge, who called out : ‘Bring the rascal up here.’ So I made‘ the best of my way 0 .’ ‘ From that time the robbers never trusted themselves again in the house, tut the four musicians liked it so well that they could not make up their minds to leave it, and spent there the remainder of their days, as the last person who told the story is ready to vouch for a fact.-[Frcm Miss Mulock’s Fairy Tales, The Strongest of Women- The strongest woman on earth has not been long in making her appearence at the music halls, and, according to accounts, if she had visited the Aquarium some few weeks ago she might almost have entered the lists with Cyclone, for she seems to think nothing of lilting 250 pounds. If such a De- lilah had been found for Samson, strategy would scarcely have been necessary to shear , his locks. She might have gained her object by main force. Mme. Victorine, as I believe this muscular lady is called, is a Swiss, and for many years was ignorant of her extraordinary strength, or, at any rate. of its marketable Value. It was only by chance she discovered it. One day when out walking, she saw two men vainly endeavoring to lift a huge fender from a cart. Smiling at their unsuccessful efforts she volunteered her aid, and, to their extreme surprise, accomplished the feat unassisted, The story reaching the ears of an eager exhibitor, overtures for introducing her to an admiring public were instantly made, and after afew weeks of severe training she made her ï¬rst appearance. She is indeed a pro- digy, for in edition to her really marvellous strength she is not, like so many wonders, unpleasant to look upon. but is extremely fair of form and face. This makes the third exhibition of unusual muscle in London, for Samson still has a number of admirers and sympathizars, while Ssndow is drawing crowds at the Alhambra. .â€"â€"â€"â€".â€"â€"â€"-â€"â€"-â€"-â€"o A Trillion Kisses. The case of the Plymouih man who had his love-letters produced and read in court, should teach other lovers moderation in the making'of csculatory contracts, says London Tit Bits. In a single postscript the Ply- mouth man undertook to deliver to the lady of his choice no fewer than 1,000,000,003.000 kisses. and as such contracts are not infre- quently made in love-letters, it may be well to give a thought to the magnitude of the undertaking. Whoever will take the trouble to ï¬gure it out will ï¬nd that even if this amorous man should give the lady 15,000 kisses a minute (and we afï¬rm that no person could hope to do more than that), and even if he could keep up this rate of osculation twenty-four hours a day, never pausing to sleep, eat, or take breath, working 365 days every year, it would take him more than 100 years to complete the contract, and by that time, it would be painful to rtflsct, the ardour of his love may have cooled. Even at the end of 100 years, counting 15,000 kisses a minute, there would remain an undelivered balance of 200,000,000000, a number which in itself might appai the most industrious. We therefore feel con- strained to advise writers of love-letters not to undertake contracts of such magnitude. HeTcok 1t Philosophically. A Toronto little boy declared a philo- sophic independence and accepted the con- sequences in so matter-of-fact a way week that it may make a story, even if it is not so verv funny. up inanew flannel shirt and sent him to school. last His mother dressed him The shirt irritated his cuticle, or, in other words, he itched. When he came home that night he was cross, and very cross for so small a boy, and he declared he and the shirt had parted company forever. The next morning, as his mother prepared to dress him for school, the boy drew the line at the shirt. “No,†said he, “ I don t wanter wear that shirt.†A brief debate ensued, in which the boy appeared to have formed his opinion and to have decided to stick to it. The question when put to the house was carried by the boy, who would not don the shirt. “If you will not wear it," said his mo- ther, “I shall send you back to bed." Back to bed he went. He got no dinner. Afternoon same. A neighbor went to see him, his mother telling her that she had a bad boy up stairs. The boy lay there in bed wide awake, his little cheeks flushed with the situation, but showing no signs of change of heart. “ Don’t you want to go to school 2" asked the neighbor. “School I" was the reply. go to school again.†“Don't you Wanil to go 2" “Yes, but I can't, I vs got to stay here." “All your life?“ “‘Yee’m,‘ was the reply; “all my life. I shan't ever get up again, prob'ly." \Vhat could a mother's heart do against so philosophic an acceptance of the tor-i miustion of a career as this? What but kinb him at tea and go and buy the little branch of pluck some downy undershirts that should never tickle him. “I shall never ALesscn in Grammar Trs npâ€"“ Will you please give me some breakfast!" Bliiousâ€"“ D) you see that wood 2" Trampâ€"" Yes, I see that Wood." Billousâ€"“ Well, you'll say I saw that wood before you get anything to eat here. ’â€" Downius a Lie. Editor‘s Wifeâ€"“Pretty condition for you tocome home inâ€"staggering through the streets in broad daylight." Diispldatod Spouseâ€"" Couldn’t help it, m'dear : been accused of (ale) bribery." " Bribery 1" "Yes mi'dear; people said I was (hie) bribed to op 'bition. Had to snow folksI’ vare tion m'own accord."â€" erk d bit him in tbslsg. [New Y eekly. H BUTI AIN'T como some i" ' A Pathetic Incident at Life in a Great Causes offhe Disease and Sense Hints for its Cityâ€"Think Twice Before Denying Help Once- The incident here related is an actual cc currence which happened only a few days ago in the outskirts of silty not 5“ bun- dred miles from “ Toronto the Good". The names of the persons ï¬guring in the story are with-held because their publication could be of no possible service. It was that wet, dismal day which was succeeded by a niaht of chilling frost. The straggling houses along the muddy street looked hardly less bleak and forbiddinlz than did the patches of open prairie beIchn. But within many of the houses there were signs of the approach of a holiday where plenty is present and mirth overflows. Toward one of these houses a boy made his way along the path diagonally across the vacant lot next to it. The boy's feet Were thrust into shoes which were much too big and much too old for him. His clothing was tattered and insufï¬cient. His face was ashy pale and his eyes had the half-startled look of one who has had a glance at the path which leads to another world. The poor little hands were thrust into ockets which had sides but no bottoms. is drawn and dirty face was partly protected by the un- kempt locks of hair which might have been curly and pretty if properly cared for, and by a hat with a hole burned into the crown, which was pulled down over his brow. A poor, insigniï¬cant, sht illmg, almost dis- reputable-looking ctject the boy was as he ploWed through me mud and made his Way up to the door. bedraggled and forlorn. In answer to his knock a well-preserved woman, whose appearance denoted comfort- able circumstances, and three children. whose chubby faces and laughing eyes did not belie their mother’s looks, appeared at the door. “ Please, ma’am, give me something to eat 2†“Why should I give you your victuals? Why don’t you go home and get your meals 2" “ I an't got no home, ma’am.†“That's what you all say. Who taught you that 2†“ Please, ma’am, nobody." The little fellow glanced longingly into the bright interior, where heaps of goodies on a table were in preparation for the Christ- mas feast. Then, with a clutching of his little ï¬sts and a choking of his throat, he turned to go down the steps and off again into the cold and wet. “Wait a minute i" cried the woman after him. "Flossie, get the boy some bread rnd butter.†“An' one of ’e’ bookies, momma,†pleaded the smallest one of the group in the door. “Yes, and one of the cookies, Flossie.†Tuey gave him a chair just inside the door. His feet just barely touched the floor as he sat there munching u on the white bread and butter and the coo fee which the little maiden brought to him. And when he had ï¬nished and washed down the repast with a cup of milk he reached down beside the chair for his old hat, which he had throwu to the floor as he came in. But it was hard for him to slip out of the chair. It seemed as if all his troubles might ï¬nd an end in that cosy little room. Why was it that he had to' go out into the rain and tramp on, always tramp on? And his head was so heavy, too. “ Please, ma’am, won't you let me go out in the barn and lie down? Please do, ma’am. Please give me something to cover me up with and let me go out there to sleep.†" Boy, it's getting near night. You must go home." "But I an’t got no home.’ “ Vi ell. we can’t have you hanging around here. \Ve have given you a square meal, and new you are warm, and I guess you better go." The boy slid out of the chair and opened the door. He turned just before going out. In his eyes was a hunger which had not been satisï¬ed. He looked up in the wo- man's face and in his dry, broken voice, more pitiful because the tears in it had long before been exhausted, said : “ Why is it that 1 can always get {some- thing to eat but never any place to sleep! I am so tired--I am so sleepy. All I want is a place to lay down and rest.†Then he “ moved on" out into the wet and gathering darkness, out into the cold. And next morning the policeman on that beat found his little body, cold and stiff, “ resting" on a pile of leaves beside the fence in the vacant lot. Reader, this is no story written to narrow your heart in this holiday season. It is true, and the woman who turned that boy away from her door is now suffering more than if she had lost one of her own dear little ones. There are places where such boys may be taken care of. Think twice before you deny help once. he Was Our King. That the old J wobite feeling still survives in the Hi blends of Scotland is evidenced by the fa lowing incident which occurred while Queen Victoria was in Perthahire. Her Majesty had requested an old Highland laird to visit her, and when he did so, ve graciously received him, thanked him or coming, and then explained why she wished to see him. "I should like to know,†she said, "the exact spot where the Pretender landed, and â€"â€"-†She was allowed to proceed no further. Instantly the old chief answered, " He Was no pre- tender, ma’am ; he was our king." " I beg your pardon," said the Qieen, kindly; “l ought not to have used that word, I should have said Prince Charles Edward." Then by way of humoring the gruff old Jacobite, she added, "You know that I. too. have Stuart blood in my veins." “Yes, I know it, " was the reply, “and wereit not for that you would not be where you are.’ Tols plain speaking, which rather startled htr retinue, did not displease the Q roan; on the contrary, she was amused at it, and seemed to like it, and it roused her interest in her uncourtly-mannered subject, and her way of taking it went to his heart, and unbent and softened his stern spirit. Taey talked long together, and they parted like old friends. 0n the Qseen's return to the castle where she was staying. she said to her host, “I hsv'e just met one of the most honest man in my realm." Better Than He Thought. Padsutâ€"" That medicine you ve ms for my cold. doctor, cured me entiro y." Doctor (in surprise)-‘ Did it! Well, blamed if I don't believe I‘ll try it myself. I can't get rid of mlns."-â€"[’I‘izues. Why do they “may, tau me to go on 1 AIdsvsr seldom occur, except in old or debili- THE commuter“. Treatment; It is quite possible that the epidemic of in- flie. z i, now prevalent in certain parts of the Old World, Will soon make its appeara'. es in this country; although the approach of such a disease is not usually heralded by a few isolated cases, such as have been d.scribed as occurring within the past few days. As a rule, the epidemic, starting from a certain pointâ€"many epidemics have first appeared in Russiaâ€"travels, sometimes quite rapidly and sometimes very slowly, until it has tra- versed an immense area, and dies out at some point for distant from its apparent origin. If the epidemic should attack the city of New York, it is probable that great numbers of persons would be aï¬ected simul» taneously ; the disease would run its course in individual cases in from three to six or eight days, and the epidemic would probab- ly continue from four to eight or ten weeks. This, at least, is the course which the history of previous epidemics would lead us to expect ; but the later epidemics have usually been much milder than those of former years. The exciting cause of the disease undoubtedly is atmospheric, but its exact nature has not been ascertained. There are evidences that the disease is slightly contagious ; but contagion is a factor of little importance AS BEGABDS ITS PROPAGATION. If the mlcrococcue described by Seiferr, in 1884, be shown to be characteristic of in- fluenza, this fact will have an important bearing upon the treatment of the disease. It is almost certain, however. that the dis. case is due to the presence of a microbe ln~ troduced through the air passages. An attack of influenzs is very like an or- dinary bronchitis which has been preceded by a cold in the head. The main point of difference is that the fever, general sense of discomfort, and depression of the system, are much greater than is warranted by the local trouble. In point of fact, the charac- teristic symptoms of influenza are seldom if ever seen except during an epidemic. If the epidemic should prevail in any place, no one affected would ï¬nd any dlï¬isulty in ' very speedily recognizing the fact. While an epidemic may, in general terms, be called mild or severe, as the case may be, in all epidemics individual cases vary im- mensely as regards severity. ‘ Unless com- plicated with some inflammatory disease, influenza is seldom fatal; but relapses may occur during the same epidemic, and one attack does not secure immunity from the future. A mild case is usually preceded by a sense of languor and general discomfort, which may last for a day or two ; there is then a tickling sensation in the nose and throat, soon followed by acute inflammation most prominent in the nose or in the form of a severe cold in the head. There is always more or less headache, which some- times is intense, and some irregular fever. A general bronchitis is developed soon after the inflammation of the mucous membrane of the nose. In very mild cases the disease may run its course in three or four days, but the usual duration is seven or eight days. In this form the disease is attended with no danger, but there is very great discomfort, and those eï¬i‘cted often are conï¬ned to the bed for several days. In nearly all cases there is R]! MARKABLE NERVOUS DEPRESSION, With low spirits andznouralgias, denoting considerable general disturbance of the system. In severe cases the attack is usually end, den and may begin with a chill, followed by high fever, intense lnervous depression, se- vere neuralgia pains, headache, and even delirium. Still, even these cases. when an- complicated, are rarely fatal. The compli- cation mcst likely to occur is broncho. pneumonia, which may intervene early in the disease. Ordinary pneumonia, when it occurs, is observed in the later stages of the disease. Inflammation of the small bron- chial tubes, or capillary bronchitis, a very serious complication, may occur. (Elema of,the lungs is another occasional complica- tion. Serious or fatal complications, how- tated persons. If asudden epidemic of influenzs should make its appearance, it is probable that a large number of persons would be simul- taneously effected, many of whom might be able to secure early medical advice. It would be important for all to avoid excesses or other depressing influences, and to be careful to protect the body from cold. An ordinary "cold," at the time of an epidemic, would certainly predispose to the disease. Attention to the general health would in many instances secure exemption, and would certainly render the system better able to resist the disease should it occur. The ï¬rst indication of a severe cold in the head, es- pecially if preceded by languor, a sense of fatigue, headache, and symptoms of nervous depression, should be met by prompt and VIGDROUS MEASURES OF TREATMENT. No epidemic of influan \ has occurred since physicians have fully recognized the impor- tance of antiseptic remedies in cases of dis- ease due to micro-organisms, so that exper- ience as regards the use of such remedies is as yet imperfect. Safe measures of this kind, however, may be employed before a physi- cian is consulted ; and it is probable that such measures may sufï¬ce in many cases, and the disease may thus be rendered mild and even trivial in its character. On the first appearance of the character. istic symptoms a full dose of quinine should be taken. In an adult without any consti- tutional peculiarity unfavorable to the action of quinine, the ï¬rst dose should be twenty grains; after this fen grains may be taken three times a day, unless there should be in- tense ringing in the ears, with some impair- ment of hearing. An attempt should also be made to destroy the microbe by local ap- plications. These may be made to the nose and throat. A snuff made of a drschm and a half of powdered sugar, a drachm and a half of roasted ccï¬'ee ï¬nely pcwdtred, and three grains of menthol, thoroughly mixed should be used. This should be DRAIN! 1570 THE KOSTBILS, if possible, as far back as the throat, every hour or half hour, or even oftsner. salicylic acid, can fluid ounce of glycerinc, and seven ounces of rose-water shouldbe used three or four times in the day. At night ten grains of Dover's powder, with by the I-‘:ench. is by no means an agro visitor. but there are no knowni‘sanitary measures by which its advent can be prevent- ed. Recent tpldemlcs have been so mild that it is hardly probable that itwouid prostrate a community yecrr. than sixty thousand perenns were ill with the disease in Vienna. has also sxtendei to domestic animals, especially horses, in the form of an ep’motic. Although the disease may attack a ï¬re“ mspy persons, and, of itself, is seldom fatal. it Is nearly always the care during an epidemic that the general rate of mortality is largely increased. This may be used as freely as desired. A gargls of one drachm of bcrsx, one drschm of . .â€"â€"â€".. ’o- bot drinss and abundant bed-clothing» to promote perspiration, will be useful itfluenzn or " la grippe,†as it- i s e as it did in former in the cpidemic of 1729â€"30 more The some influence The New Year’s Baby. "Tha'lt welcome. little bonnie bird. ;:.,"- But shouldn't ha' come just when ths' did; Tunes are bad."-~0tn Esousn BALLAD. Hoot! ye little ratcall ye come it on me this way, Crowdin’ ycrself amongst us, this blusterln' winter's day, Kuowin’ that we already have three of ye an’ sevcn, An’ tryin’ to make yourself out a New Year’s present 0’ Heaven 2 Ten of ye have we now, air, for this world to abuse ; An’ Bobbie he have no waistcoat, an’ Nollie she have no shoes, And Sammie he have no shirt, sir, (I tell it to his shame). An‘ the one that was just befor ye we ain’t had time to name i An’ all 0' the banks he smashin’, an’ on us poor folk fall ; An’ boss ho whittles the wages when work’s to be bad at all ; An' Tom he have cut his foot off, an’ lies in a weird plight. Au’ all of us wonders at mornin’ as what we shall eat at night. An' but for your father and Sandy at ï¬nding somewhat to do, An’ but for the preacher’s woman, who often helps us through, An’ but for your poor dear mother a-dcln’ twice her part, Ye’d a seen us all in Heaven afore ye was ready to start l An’ now ye have come, ye rascal i so healthy an fat an' sound, A-weighin’ I’ll wager a dollar, the full of a dozen pound 1 With your mother's eyes a-flashing ; yer father’s flesh and build, An’ a good big month an’ a stomach all ready to be ï¬lled i No, no i don’t cry, my baby i hush up, my pretty one 1 Don’t get my chafl' in yer eye boyâ€"I only was just in fun. Ye’ll like as u hen ya know us, though we're cur’us folks. ; But we don’; get much victual, an’ half our livin’ ls jokes 1 Why, boy, did you take me in earnest? come, sit upon my knee; I’ll tell ye a secret, youngsterâ€"1’11 name ye aft-er me. Ye shall have all your brothers an‘ sisters with ye to play. An’ ye shall have yer carriage, and ride out every day 1 Why, boy, do you think ye’ll suffer? I’m getting a trifle old, But :J’ilidbe many years yet before I lose my 0 . . Ar.’ if I should fall on the road, boy, still them’s yer brothers there. An’ not a rogue of ’em ever would see ye- harmed a hair! Say i when ye come from Heaven, my little name-sake dear, Did ye see, 'mongst the little there, a face like this one here? That was yer little sisterâ€"she died a year ago An’ all (if us criedlike babies when they laid her under the snow l Hang it! if all the rich men I ever see or know Came here with all their traps, boy, and offered ’em for you, I’ll show ’em to the door, air, so quick they'd think it odd, Before I'd sell to another my New Year’s gift from God i â€"â€"â€"-â€"-.â€"â€"â€"Iâ€"â€"â€" A Childs Sympathy Not many days ago a gentleman had- taken affectionate leave of his wife and daughter, for a three months' trip abroad. The child, a lovely little girl of two and a half years, stood by a chair with her thumb in her mouthâ€"a favorite pastime, and to her, a panacea for all her childish ills. She watched her mother for a few moments, saw the tears ï¬lling the lovely eyes and drop- ping one by one from or cheeks, then went to her side, and with a comforting tone, looking pitylngly u into her face, aid: Momma, suck '00 um l" â€"â€"â€"â€"_.-â€"-â€"-â€" illustrating an Old Adage. Yeast: “ Everything I drink goes right to my head." Crimsonbeak: “ That only goes to prove the truth of the old saying, then." Yeast : “ What's that ‘l" Crimsonboak “ There's plenty of room at the top.†The Russian government hrs issued a decree imposing additional llmltalions upon trafï¬c on the German frontier, making the regulations governing commerce almost pro- hibitive. A general outcry has been raised agtinst the new order on both sides of the border line. but it is unlikely that the pro- tsst will compel a modiï¬cation of the edict. Lsonide Apostolofl‘, a Cossack engineer. is at work on a new boat, which he says will make 80 knots an hour on the surface of the sea, and 120 knots at full speed under water. His idea is to use the motive power of the screw to the fullest extent. The boat is shaded like a spindle, and consists of an inner and an outer shell, the inner one re- volving on journals ï¬tted at each end of a horizontal shaft that runs throu h the axis of a spindle. Beginnin at a pc t near the bow, and winding t co round the outer shell is a blade perpendicular to the axis of the spindle, very much like the thread of s. screw. As the outer shell revolves, this screw thread will worm the craft through the water. The screw will be turned by an electric motor, with a storage system. We hope it will go, but we confess to some doubts about the 120 knots an hour. as