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«'i1";>fl[nh.fl‘ m , , ,4”... n :3,“ .~....~..~,.v-m - g. .. p. _.. _. i wings he had invented, dropped from a DEATH 0}? KING 113131. tifio instruments, enerally out of order. PERSONAL, "- .» ft" ' slicers or BALLOOKLYG. Many Alysia-'1 Projects that had Fatal Re. salts. The Feeling orAeronauts at Dlny Heights ~0ue Would not Bulseu Finger to Pro. vou‘. Drainâ€"A Remarkable Escape. Sadler, a celebrated English acronaut, who had made a rcat many voyages. and on one of his expeditions crossed the Irish Channel, bethcn Holyhead and Dublin, 3. distance of thirty-one miles, perished in a very sad manner near Bolton, England, the 29th of September, 1824. Deprived of ballast, in consequence of having remained too long in the air, and forced to descend over high buildings very late at night, he was driven against a chimneyâ€"by a violent wind, and hurled from the car to the earth. Sadler‘s prudence and knowledge cannot be questioned; he had made nearly sixty ascensions. Unfortunate circumstances, difficult to foresee. were the cause of his death. It was a veritable aerial shipwreck. ’ Cocking had made two ascensions in Green’s balloon as an amateur. He desired to try something new, and especially a de- scent info. parachute of his own invention, for which he claimed many improvements. His project was more than absurd. Instead of using a parachute with a concave surface resting upon a column of air and driving it back, be suspended himself from an invert. eticone, a sort of aerial screw orauger, which, in place of retarding the descent of a heavy body, must hastenits fall, and that is precisely what happened, and unfortunately Green participated in Lhe experiment. At a pub- lic ascension made at London Sep. 27, 1836, he suspended below his car the apparatus to which Cooking hung by a wire; then, at a height of more than 4,000 feet, the acronaut separated himself from his com- panion. In less than a minute the unfor- tunate man fell to the earth and was dash- ed to pieces. The register of death from ballooning tells of the aeronaut Comasclii, who, in 1845, as- cended from Constantinople before the gaze of a cheering crowd and disappeared forâ€" ever. In the same way Ledet left St. Petersburg in a. balloon in 1847 and was never seen again. On the 8th of September, 1850, Gale rose from Bordeaux with a horse for ballast and descended at Cestas at 7 o’clock in the evening. The horse was re- moved by peasants and the balloon rose with incredible rapidity. The aeronaut was found in Gaseouy the next morning suffocated by hydrogen gas. The same year Arban made his last ascension in Spain. He was carried away by a severe wind and fell among the snowfs of the Pyrenees or into the sea and was never seen again. On Sept. 15, 1858, Tardini left Copen- hagen, accompanied by his wife and son. He descended on the island of Seeland, and, starting again alone, was never heard from. Sept. 24, Merle made an ascension at- Clialons-sur-Marne,an(l died asphyxiated by gas. His assistant, a hunchback, received no injury. A singular accident occurred at Buenos Ayres May 24, 1869. The aeronaut, Bar- aille, rose from the centre of the city, hovered over it, and descended ina road- stead. A number of boats and a small steamboat hastened to save him from drown- ing. The steamboat’s smokestack setfirc to the gas, and an explosion destroyed the balloon and the steamboat. The crew and onrsmen were thrown into the air; eight \vcrc killed and twenty-five wounded. At the time of the memorable siege of Paris, from September, 1870, to February, 1871, the organizers of the aerial post con- ceived the unfortunate plan of having the balloons start at 11 o’clock in the evening to avoid the enemies’ observation. The same end would have been obtained by starting at 4 o'clock in the morning, while by start- ing in the middle of the night there was rcat risk of reaching the sea before day- fight. The unwise plan cost the lives of two aeronauts, and might easily have caused the loss of many more. On the 3'1 of November, a sailor named Prince started from the Or- leans railway station, which had become an aerial station : There was no moon and the wind blew violently. The ucrostat was driven westward rapidly, and at dawn fish- ermen saw it disappear, swallowed by the waves. Prince must have been drowned. The same night, half an hour later, a second balloon was sent up from the Station du Nord, and it also reached the ocean at sunrise. It seems that the Commission, after determining the rate ofthe land breeze, gave the sailor strict orders to remain in the air eight hours. But the balloon carried a second passenger. \Vlien they had reached the ocean and the balloon was passing over Belle Isle, the passenger, disregarding the command, opened the valve. If another moment had elapsed, the second balloon would have shared the fate of the first. On Jan. 27, 1871, at the time of the arm- istice. the last but one of the balloons used during the siege left the Station du Nord commanded by a sailor, Lacaze, and was lost in the sea ofl' La Rochelle. It seems miraculous that the balloon which left the Orleans Station on Nov. ‘21 was not lost in the sea. It started at 11 o‘clock in the evening and in fifteen hours was driven by a tempest across the North Sea and beyond Cliristiania in Norway. The aeronaut Roller. and his companion believed themselves absolutely lost during long hours of agony, and owed their delivar- ancc only to their courageous perseverance and to the geographical contour of the Nor- wegiau coast. As they passed over a moun- tain of fir trees the anchor was cast from the car and they were saved. Of the sixty- four post balloons sent out during the siege, two were lost at sea and four others barely escaped a similar fate. On July 4, 1873. another aerial shipwreck occurred at Ionia. Mich. The ueronaut, La Montoin. who the year before had very nearly been drowned in Lake Erie, conceived the fatal idea of suspending his car. not to a net cnvelo ing the aerial globe but to a series of in cpendent ropes fastened to a circle of wood placed above a Montgolfier. The ascent was very rapid. It was noticed that the car did not remain in a vertical position : the cords slipped, little by little, and unitin on one side set the balloon free. T331: our fel like a stone, while the unfor- tunate man, clinging convulsivel to it, re- tained sufficient presence of min to attempt to turn himself head downward and make the car serve as a parachute. When thirty yirds from the earth in lost his hold, and nix body was driven six inches into the ground. On July 9, 1784. at Cremorne Gardens. England, the place where Letnrr had met in South. De Great, in order to try the ~-. .cv»-.-‘~.â€"-.,,-.â€" . ,,... balloon and was killed as he struck the pave- ment. Some time before that- I had met him at Brussels and had assured him that wings were undoubtedly less reliable than a large umbrella He replied that he would certainly succeed, despite the best scientifi reasoning. c In 1864 there Were fetes at Ban kok in celebration of the majority of the 'ing of Siam, and a negro was sent up in a balloon. No news was ever received from him. On April 15, 1875, Croce-Spinelli and Sivel were killed in the catastrophe of the Zenith. At 11:30 in the morning the aero- stat rose majestically from the gas factory of La Vilctte, carrying with it the three aeronauts, Croce-Spinelli, Sevil, and Gaston Tissandier. At 1:30 the balloon had reach- ed a height of 8,000 yards, but its passengers liad fainted in the car. At a height of 7,000 yards they were overcome by a feeling of torpor, previously felt at a much greater height by M. Glaisher in his ascension. They had not dreaded the experience, being convinced that the inhalation of oxygen would be sufficient to prevent the unpleasant feelings observed in former ascenstons. But at such great altitudes the pulse very soon quickens, and gradually and insensibly body and mind grow weak. One becomes absolutely indifferent, and before losing - consciousness would not raise a finger tol prevent death. “ One does not suffer at all,” wrote the survivor of the catastrophe ; “ on the contrary, it seems as though the surrounding rays of light fill you with joy. | You rise and are glad to rise.” Dizzy heights is not an unmeauing expression. After being in a swoon for half an hour M. Tissaudier awoke and saw his friends in a. faint on the floor of the car. The ballo.zn I was descending rapidly and the wind was strong. He had not strength to throw out ballast and dropped asleep again. In afew minutes he felt Some one shake his arm, and recognized Croce-Spinclli, who had come to l life and was telling him to throw out bal- last as they were falling. But he could scarcely open his eyes, and all he could re~ member a tcrward was that he saw his com- panion throw out the instruments, and l everything he could find. It is probable that the balloon mounted again, for three-quarters of an hour later M. Tissandier woke again and felt the hal- loon falling with frightful speed. The car was swinging to and fro, describing long oscillations ; his companions were crouched at the bottom of the car. Sivel’s face was black, his eyes glassy, his mouth open and full of blood : Croce’s eyes were half closed ! and his mouth was bloody. Both men were dead. When they reached the ground the shock was violent and the balloon seemed to flatten. ' The wind was rapid and the earl was dragged over the fields, while the bodies of the two unfortunate men were tossed l about and every moment were on the point I of being thrown from the ca“. Finally the aeronaut was able to seize the cord that opens the valve. The balloon struck against a tree and stopped near the Commune of: Ciron in the department of Indrc. At Mans on July 4, 1880, the aeronaut l’etit trusted himself, in company with his wife to the uncertainty of an old, torn bal- loon. To this imprudence he added that of placing his young son in a small balloon above his own, holding it captive by a. cord. The two balloons rose at the same time, but I the lower one had noascending force and the aeronaut, after throwing out all his ballast, i could not mount rapidly. At this crisis 3 Petit let go the cord, calling to his son. I “ Go alone now l” Some seconds afterward ' the large balloon split from top to bottom: and the aeronaut was precipitated upon a‘ garden wall and mortally wounded, his wife l escaping with a few bruises. Probably the i cord which restrained the upper balloon I tore the old one and caused its rapid fall. After a few moments the small balloon alighted on the prairie like a butterfly. On Aug. 8, the same year, Charles Brest left Marseilles during a violent northwest- wind and was carried out» over the Mediter- ranean. Two hours later, as night was com- ing on, sailing along almost on a level with the water and following the undulations of the waves, he passed a ship so quickly that he and the crew were unable to exchange a. 2 word. The next morning the balloon was found with its car empty on the shores of Corsica, near Ajaccio. CAMlLLE FL AMMA‘EION. A Royal Milliner- The Princess of Wales, says Mrs. Fenwick ; Miller, in the “ Illustrated London News,” made her own hats before her marriage. The bonnet which the Queen were at the Jubilee service was practically made by the i Princess of Wales. It was sent home, look- ing heavy and ugly. Nobody dared return I it to the inillincr without the Queen’s or- ' ders, and nobody liked to ask Her Majesty for such an order. So the ladies-in-waiting showed it to the Princess of Wales, knowing I how clever she is in all such matters, and. Her Royal Highness with her own hands altered it and twisted it till it became the! extremely becoming and tasteful headdress; that we all admired on that memorable oc- g casion. The Princess chooses herown dresses and millinery with great care. The Women Not 1n It. “I think it is too had,” said Mrs. Brown- smith, ” that I have to slave all day Sun- day just the same as any other day in the week, while you just sit around the house and do nothing but smoke and read." “ But you forget, my dear," replied Mr. 13.. in his blandcst tones, “ that the Sab- bath was made for man.” Slio Married a Lord. “ What has become of your niece, askedl Miss Donohue of Mrs. O’Rafierty 2 I " Och, sure. an’ she’s done well wid her- self. She married a lord.” I “ Why, you don't tell me i An English lord 2" “ No ;1 don't think he‘s an English lord. He's a landlord. He hopes a summer hotel out in Coboconck. A Plain Inference. Dallasâ€"“ I hear that on proposed to Miss Testy last night an get a refusal?" Callousâ€"“ Well, as to that, she didn’t bluntly refuse me; she wouldn't wound my feelings by doing that. Yet the inference of her remark was plain enough." Dallasâ€"“ What reply did she make to your proposal 2" Callousâ€"“ She said if I was the last man on earth she might consider it.” The nest Powerful Satire Ruler in Central Africa fleets u Violent End. The other day this cablegram was receiv- ed in Europe : “ Msiri has been killed.” No particulars have yet come as to the manner of his taking off. Msiri was the most important ruler in Central Africa. Of humble origin,ho became I the absolute ruler of a large territory, and at last even surpassed the famous Muata Yamvo in the extent of his power. Four rifles were the foundation of Msiri’s greatness. When he was a boy he lived 100 miles east of Lake Tan nyika in Unyanembe, where his father, alasa, wasa traderin copper. The fame of the copper mines in hatauga. far southwest of Tan~ ganyika, near the Congo’s head waters, had spread far over Africa, and native traders went hundreds of miles to procure the use- fi_il metal. Kasala made frequent trips to hatanga, and on one occasion instead of leading his little expedition himself he sent hisyoung sou Msiri, in his place. The young chief had possessed himself of four guns, and when he arrived in Katanga he found the old ruler of the country at war with the powerful chief to the north of him, who was invading the country. Msiri CAME TO THE RESCUE of his father's friend. The invading enemy had never before heard of firearms. They were appalled when they heard the thunder- ous report of the rifles. After a few shots they took flight and never stopped till they were safely out of Kutanga. Of course, the old chief was very much pleased with Msiri, who had thus delivered him and his people out of the hands of their enemies. He gave him large presents of ivory, and when he took his departure for home urged him to return to Katanga as soon as possible. The next year Msiri, wishing to seize every advantage he could derive from the old chief’s friendsliip,started again for Katauga with his wife and chil- dren and as many friends as he could induce to accompany him. He found the old chief getting very feeble. He promised that he would not leave him, but would remain in the country to receive the cliieftaiiisliip which had been promised to him. In a short time the old chief, perceiving that his end was near, gave up to Msiri the shell which answers to the European crown, and installed Msiri as King. Msiri at once began to show himself a black Napoleon. He put every one to death who opposed him, carried on aggressive warfare in all the countries around him,and even defied the powerful chief Kasembe east of him, whose name has been on the maps of Central Africa ever since that region has been known. Msiri went on add- ing COUNTRY AFTER COUNTRY to his possessions. One element in his won- derful success was his shrewdncss and far- sightedness. He and his people lind never obtained guns and powder and other arti- cles of war except from the east coast. Thus he seemed to be dependent for his very existence upon the friendship of the tribes east of him. He had heard the vagu- est rumors that- there was a west coast, and be thoroughly believed that this would prove to be true, and thought he might find in this direction an ample supply of war stores. He therefore started out a consid- erable force of his men to the westward. It was really a native African exploring ex- pedition, and it was completely successful in its search for trade and traders. The news of its coming reached the famous Portuguese trader, Silva. Porto, who at once equipped a: trading caravan, and sent it cast to Msiri. who was supplied with pow- der, guns, and cloth in exchange for ivory. Now that he had opened trade with the west coast, Msiri was able to declare his in- dependence of all eastern tribes, and he carried on his aggressions until he con trol- led a larger extent of country than any other Central African potentate. Of late years most of the southeastern part of the Congo Free State has been in- cluded in Garenganze, as Msiri’s territory is known. A number of yearsago the young English missionary Arnot was far west as Bailundu, when some porters arrived with a number of letters from Msiri. They were written a year before, in a wretched sort of Portu- guese, probably by some half-taught black, and contained an earnest appeal that white men should go to Garenganze. Arnot LOOKED “'ITIl. AMAZEMENT on this piece of rude, welltravelled paper. Of course it was only as traders that Msiri had expected to receive white people in his country. But Arnot decided to go there as a missionary. He carried out his purpose. and Garenganze has ever since been occupied trinkets of every escription, watches and jewelry, as well as lots of castcotl‘ clothin . Msiri was the last of the really power ul rulers of equatorial Africa west of Tangan- yika. It is probable that his successor will not have anything like his power. The country wilLbe divided among the subor~ dinate chiefs, an arrangement 'that will please the Congo» Free State, which much prefers small unimportant native Goverm ments rather than large and powerful kings, who-can, if they desire, give tthtate much trouble. The old King’s career is an illus~ tration of the fact that even the native African in the depths of his own barbarous country can rise to positions of importance, opulence, and power. Nellie and Paul- The bright sun gloams like burnished gold. And little Paul's heart scarce can hold,- It's wealth of happiness, for be Is readylwith his sister wee. To trip off in the warm sunshine And see the soldiers form in line. Each little heart with joy expands As close they clasp each ot-hcr‘s hands, And trot along the quaint old street “ ith little tired, dainty fcct. “Hark! there's the music," Nollie cries. And oh, suchjoy fills Paul's dark eyes ; 1n martial file. with fife and drums, And gleaming bayonets it comes. No prince. Paul thought could be more fine, Than those brave fellows formed in line. And when the drum beat rat. tut, too, Paul craved a uniform of blue. He seemed no longer now a boy. Fired with a true and partriotjoy. Then down his check a tear drop crept, And little Nell thought brother wept, “ Mo kiss you Paul. me wart to go." But oh. the music charmed him so, The march. and countenmarcli and all, Had magnetized dear little Paul. And yet it was the graceful thing To break the spell and liomewurd bring, The sleepy child. at last he bore Bis burden to the cottage door. “ Ali! Nellie if I shed a tour, ’Twau not because I felt a fear. No, on the battlefield some day. I‘ll prove the truth of what I say." . . . . . p A soldier woundod on the plain, Is borne unto his home again, \thn Nellie nursed him with fond care And saved him by a sister‘s prayer, “Paul lived to see this glorious day, Dawn fifty times and steal away ; But never felt a joy like that. \V’hcn the old drum went rat, tat. tut. Shared. - I said it in the meadow path, I say it on the mountain stairsâ€" Tho best thin ‘- any mortal hath. Are those w ich every mortal shares. The air we breathe. the 31; , the breeze, The light without us on withinâ€" Life, with its unlocked treasures, God's richesâ€"arc for us to win. The grass is softer to my tread. , For rest it yields unnumbered foot; Sweeter to me the wild rose red. Because she in itch the whole world sweet. Into your heavenly loneliness Ye welcoqu me, Osolemn peaks, And me in every guest you bless W'ho rcvcrently your mystery seeks. And up the radiant peopled way That opens into worlds unknown, â€" It will be life‘s delight to say, " “Heaven is not heaven for me alone. Rich through my bretliron's poverty - Such wealth were hideous ! I amblcst Only in what. they share With me, In what I share with all the rest. -â€"[Lucy Larcum. A Blithe Dandelion. My gay dandelion, my blitho dandelion 1 So cheerfully nodding at blossoms and bees. Tojudge from your seeming, you're happy and dreaming That life is all summer, and each gale a breeze. Beware! while you're smiling and leaning, carecning‘, Shoglld ci'over blooms jostlo you, idle winds ow. What's that? I'm a croakcr, a stupid old stoker; But fee ling with worry. the furnace of woe f I fear. my pert. vassal, your silvery castle ‘Vill float with the mists, where the meadow streams flow. Who knows if the marrow may bring joy, or sorrow ; Still rocking entranced in tho whispering breeze, You lipw and you glance, while the apple blows anco Likg saucy white butter-flies, down from the recs ; Ah, what were you saying! that living. is lay- mg Up lsitolrps as you go, that you bask in the g 1 And though you're no beauty, you deem it your duty, To Ignoth 2in the sunshine, be merry and mg 1 My brave dandelion, my bold dandelion l l’crchqntce, after all, you are more than half rigi If Mother Would Listen. by missionaries. and more recently by If mother would lEston to mc,dcars, stations of the Congo Free State. Arnot said that the peace and quiet that reigned in Msiri’s large country was remaik- able. The King was sharp and severe in his government and was greatly feared, though he did not use torture or cruelty as a means of punishment. Executions, how- ever, were common, but death was inflicted in a most expeditious manner. Arnot de- scribed the King as “a thorough gentleman.” " I have no suspicion of his friendship,” he wrote. “ He most carefully avoids asking I anything of me, and all his family do the same. " Msiri had many minor chiefs of all the great centres of population. It is a pecul- iarity of Msiri’s country that women have an importance there which is not conceded to them in most parts of Africa, Each of the minor chiefs was supposed to have some relative married to Msiri, and these wives of the King were really their “friends at court," through whom all communications with the king were carried out. The King also employed these women as officers of state, and independent districts were some- times assigned to them to be governed by themselves. ' Msiri's capital has for years been a great int. Traders can be found there from as at north as Uganda and as far east as Lake Tanganyika. the went coast, and all trading through the basin of the Zambesi. Copper, salt, iron, and slaves are the chief articles In exchange for these Msiri accumulated an immense stock of flint-lock guns, powder. cloth, and beads. besides many other curious thin$ brought by na- very once in a give a great courts-un- ment at which he would open. his stores and. exhibit his treasures.dispiaying with pecul- iar pleasure a most remarkable collection of tinned meats, music boxes, ooncertinas. guns '- of commerce. tive and Arab traders. while Msiri would a 1 She would freshen that faded gown, She wuuld sometimes take an hour's rest. And sometimes a. trip to town. And it shouldn't be all for the children, The fun. and the cheer. and the play : \Vith the patient droop on the tired month. And the “ Mother has had her day l" True. mother has had her day. clears. \Vhon you were babies three, And she stepped about the farm and the house As busy as a bee, When x-lie rocked you all to sleep, clears, And sent you all to school. And wore imrself out, and did without, And lived by the Golden Rule. And so your turn has come. doors. Her hair is growing white ; And her eyes are gaining the far-away look That peers beyond the night, One of these days in the morning Mother will not be here. She will fade away into silenceâ€"- The mother so true and dear. Then. what will you do in the daylight, And what in the gleaming dim And father. tired and lonesome then. Pray. what. will you do for him 1 If you want to kee your mother, You must make cr rest to-day: Must give her a share in the frolic, And draw her into the play. And if mother would listen to me, clears, She'd buy her a gown of silk, W'lth buttons of royal velvet, And ruffles as white as milk, And she'd let you do the trotting, While she sat still in her chair, That mother should have it hard all through, It strikes me isn't fair. manner a. saxos'rza. Hard Luck. A ir in a hammock ttemptcd to kiss. And in less than a jiffy sun "in rerun 5min Some residents of Stockton, CaL. are en- husiastie in their praise of Limburg'er and pistols, all kinds of opera glasses,s-.-ien- cheese as a curator dylpcpsia. The late David Lewis of a clotbgtirm in Liverpool and Manchester bequeathed all his fortune, eacc tan annuity for-his wife and a few small cgacies, for the benefit of the workin classes of Liverpool and Man- chester. T e fund is about a trillion of dollars, and may amount to a million and three~quartcrs. He directed his residuary legatees to use the mono for the benefit of the poor of Liverpool an Manehester,lcav- ing it to them personally, in order to satisfy the law, and trusting in their obed- ience to his instructions. Five or six gentlemen from the two cities have been asked to co-operate with the holders of the fortune in carrying out the testator’s wishes. Mr. Lewis was known to have a favorable opinion of the Peabody system of dwellings, but some other plan may be adopted. Ravachol made a long speech, at his trial at Montbrison justifying anarchy and his own deeds by various arguments, this being one : “ Does not an employer, for instance, desire to see the disappearance of a rival, and do not tradesmen in general wish alone to enjoy the advantages which this kind of occupation can bring? Does not the un- employed workman wish, in order that he may 0 tain work, that for some reason the- inan employed may be turned out of the workshop ? Now, in a society where such things happen there is no reason for surprise at the acts laid to my char 0, which are only the logical consequence o the struggle for existence which forces men in order to live to employ all sorts of means.” While the Republican Convention was in , session at Mineapolis General Lew. Wallace was at times the centre of a throng of fem- inine admirers, who took every possible oc~ casion to testify to their interest in his fam- ous book Ben Hur. A pen sketch of the Gen eral, drawn by a correspondent on the spot, represents him as aman of about sixty years, witha fine large head and a brown facc,the mostnoticable feature of which is:the shaggy ray eyebrows overhanging a pair of pleasant ark eyes. He wears a light slouch-hat pulled for down over his forlicad, and con- ccaliag the gray that has begun to show in. streaks in his dark hair. His voice is musi- cal. Every woman, it is said, who met Gen- eral Wallace at Minneapolis asked some question about the episode of the chariot race in Ben Hur, or in some way made mon- tion of it. Ex-King Millan lives in some style in a. fine house on the fashionable Avenue du Bois dc Boulogue, in Paris. He is known in his exile as the Count de Takova, and though there is not much left of the glitter of royalty about him, he still has around‘ him a circle of friends who show no sign of dropping away while the fallen monarcli’s. moncylasts. Millan gives most of his tune to the gaming-table, and particularly to» baccarat. He is a reckless player, and his- losses have made disagreeable inroads in the. fortune which the Servian government gave him in return for a quitclaim deed, so to‘ speak, of his kingly privileges and rights. Two interesting reminiscences of Wort 8- worth have been furnished lately by Mr. Gladstone and by the venerable British Chartist Thomas Cooper. Mr. Gladstone- says that the poet dined with him as a bachelor sixty years ago, and impressed him as a man of noble appearance and beatn- tiful and simple manner. Mr. Cooper had an interview with Wordsworth at Rydal Mount, the poet’s home, and discovered that he was somewhat jealous of Byron, of whom he said, _“ If there were time I could show you how Lord Byron is not so great a poet as you think him to be, but never mind thatnow.” 0f the budding laureate, Words- worth said to Mr. Cooper : “ Tennyson affords the richest promise. He will yet do great things, and ought to have done greater things by this time. ' A RUMOR ABOUT MOROCCO. England. Spain, and Italy Salt! to [love Agreed to Divide the Country. A despatch has been received from Paris that a secret Convention has been signed by England, Spain, and Italy for the par- tition of Morocco. It was said only a short time ago that Spain and France were much exercised regarding the designs of Great Britain in Morocco. The “ Republiquc Francoise,” in an article on the mission to Fez of Sir Charles Euau-Smith, the British Ambassador to Morocco, recently said that the matter might lead to conflicts, and added : ‘ “ Europe will do wisely to keep close watch upon Great Britain’s policy at Tun- gicr. The maintenance of the European equilibrium imposes upon her the duty of re- sisting the intrigues and encroachmcuts of a nation which would willingly make Mo- rocco asecond Egypt. “ The Spanish news- papers demanded that Spain send war ships to Tangier to watch the course of events there, and considerable anxiety was dis- played by both France and Spain to par- ticipate in any of the benefits that might accrue from the mission. The concessions granted by the Sultan to Sir Charles Euan- .‘mith were comparatively unimportant. If the three nations have now decided to partition the country among themselves, it is very evident that their differences of opin- ion liavc been settled. The Sultan may re- resist this summary disposition of the do- minion, and it will be an expensive task to subdue the country, {articulariy if the nav- age hill tribes side with their nominal ruler. against whom for years they have, 011' and ,on, been at war. " That's the Way of it- Hc pitched his white tent in the wild! Far from the human “ act," And with a faith just like a child’s, He said, “ I'll get there yet l" He put him up a case of t A hand-press and a “ ltiycrliil' And there, where screamed the owl and snipe. He made the letters “click.” Thev wondered what he was about W hen in the woods they found him, But when he got his paper out They built a town around him 1 Judicial Note Judge Cowlingâ€"Mr. Clerk. Sheriffâ€"Yes, Your Honor. Call the names of the absent jurymon that are not here, and tell them they need. n’t wait. Millions of eels, averaging about {our . inches in length, fell from the skr during & recent rainstorm in Coalburg, I". .2