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’0 - creature they can get their hands upon. . » HOUSEHOLD. Twilight- Itls the time when tired eyelids softly close Andrer‘ricmory's pictures misty grow and bier- When sfpfltmon' gh tears that cloud the eyes on , While hair unconsciously we list for some unspoken word. Thenbil'eamk. which stretch ahead look cold and M . Whli’le time has softened pain in those gone I. And touched the dreary spots with heaven‘s own lightâ€" We illlfin look back, with longing sobbing 5 Then. ands clasp bands which now they never touch. , Then. lips prusslipe, which were lang smce estranged, Then, soul meets soul. as on familiar ground, Then. we forget that time and absence change. Then}, shattered dreams. lost aims and buried iopes. Cargo troopin‘ix forth from graves we thought act sea e ; We livo, with quick drawn breath, the dad I armed o‘er, And find the pain etill keen, the wounds un- healed. , Obrokon dreams. in which we, blissful, lived. 0 cbeiishezl aims, which seemed within our KNISD. O buried hopes. which have to ashes turned, Are all the swaeta of lifebut in the past? Our eyes encloseâ€"the mists have cleared awayâ€" Stcrn duty coldly meets our pleading look; The gr)?ch are closed, the path lies straight a e1 , l‘bc past remains once more a scaled book. â€"[Mary Planner. The Boy’s Training in Humanity. One of the most important duties of a mother is to teach her son kindness to oni- nials. No sight in our boasted age of civil- ization is more ainlul, and none more dis- graceful, than t: e cruelty practiced by boys and I regret to say by men as well upon the helpless animals in their power. I refrain from repeating the harrowing tales I could tell of torture and abuse unworthy the rudest savage which I have myself seen on the streets of a city priding itself upon its civilization and humanity. Within its boundaries dozens of institutions cherish and minister to not only the afilicted, but the idle and vicious members of the human family ; and thousands of mothers give their very lives to this service while their young sons row up to torment the cat, maltreat the 0g, and kill and maim every smaller significant statiscics have been collected. It has been discovered by search onto the criminal classes, inmates of prisons and penitentinries, that a man who in boyhood owns and cares for animals, very rarely be. comes a criminaL fl Senonable Puddings. Cornice Pennixc.â€"Rub together four teblespoonfula of melted butter, one cup of white sugar, two even cups of flour, two teas nfuls of cream of tartar, one tea- spoonful of soda ; then add one cup of sweet milk and one egg. Bake in a round pan: when done place upon a plate realy for the table and steam until soft. Serve with sauce. Screenâ€"Ono egg, one teacu of sugar beat- en together: add a cup an a half of boil- ing water. Flavor to taste. _ BATTER PL'DDING.â€".\le a heaping cup of sugar with two tablespoonfuls of corn starch, beat this well into six eggs ; add one quart of sweet milk. two mblespoonfuls of butter and one teaspoonfnl of lemon ex- tract, bake 15 minutes. Serve with cream. PLAiN Riel: PUDDiXmâ€"One quart of milk, one-half cup of rice, one-half cup of sugar, a little salt. Bake in a slow oven, stirring occasionally, until you wish a crust to form. Flavor with nutmeg. HALF Horn DCMl‘LiNils.â€"- Make cream of tartar biscuits and steam them one half hour. Add water and sugar to canned ber- ries : heat it to boiling and serve it as sauce ; quickly made and very g ood. Enrnrss PUDDING.â€"â€"BOll a cup of rice in milk until it is very soft, then add two tablespoonfuls of butter, and boil a few minutes longer. Set aside to cool. Beat three eggs and stir in when the rice is moder- ately cool. Line a dish with p.16 paste,and then put in first a layer of rice then a layer of jam or fruit, then another layer of rice until the dish is full. Bake in a moderate oven about three-quarters of an hour. Serve either hot or cold, but if cold pour a boiled custard over it. bosons PUDDING. â€"One cup of sugar, two eggs, one-half cup of butter, one cup of milk, two cups of flour, one teaspoonfulof cream tartar, one-half teaspoonful of soda. Mix well and steam three hours. Serve with hot sauce. It may be steamed in a pretty tin mould. RlIUBARB rutâ€"One cup of rhubarb chop- ped fine, one egg, (no cup of sugar. Mix and bake in one or two crusts as preferred. 1:; A little powdered cracker may be added if i. a burning and a crying shame upon us 33 I Is to be baked ll. tart, and the a race in this nineteenth century, and 08- 0f the 988 may be Spread 0“ t0P- pecially upon us as mothers. No one need say “ I can’t help it! my APPLE Ann LEMON PIE.â€"TWO lemons, juice and grated rind, six medium-Size ap- boy will do so i” Doubtless he will not obey pies peeled and grated three small cups of when she orders him to desist : command, sugar, four eggs. Bake with under crust even punishment, will not eradicate that only. brutal inclination, a survival from the days when every man’s hand was against his neighbor. But if the mother goes to work properly she can accomplish even this lack. The boy is a little savage, his tenderness cannot be counted upon, his sympathy is an unknown quantity ; but he is a bundle of curiosit his attention can be rousedâ€"and . y' t, are that war Will not break out, at least dur- here in the point to attack him. He mus be instructed and interested in the lives of l . . . the lower orders of creatures. To this end “mum” WI" pass Without the 8010113 dread' the mother must begin with herself. She ed clash of arms. must know something of the wonderful facts of natural history, so that when she finds that hopeful son of herb mutilating flies, and leasing the kitten, she can tell him some curious and entertaining facts in the lives of those animalsâ€"show him how the fly is de- veloped, the office it performs, and if possi- ble, its marvelous beauty under the microsâ€" I cope. The world of life below us is brimming with wonders, and the child is fairly bun- gering for information. He will not throw stones at a bird whose movements he has learned to understand, whose actions he is entertained by, nor will be crush an ant whose strange and remarkable life history he knows something of ; he will rather want to see what it will do. His intelligence must be aroused and fed, and as he becomes older his sympathies will grow. In the days when a man’s strength of arm and indifference to the sufferings of others was the only protection to his family, it was thought that hardness of heart and cruelty were manly virtues, but the world has moved a little, and ha pily we have fallen upon a better time. T 0 example of the Christ-life has not been utterly without fruit, and the nobler men are now waking to the fact that cruelty to animals is not only an outrage upon the animal, but a thousand times worse for the man or boy who practises it. How a mother professing to model her life upon that meek and gentle One in Ju- dea, near 1900 years ago, can permit her sons to come up like the brutal savages, who have a far different ideal, is a problem I am unable to solve. Much could be said on the rights of the animal, as fellow-creatures, and co-tenants of the earth ; much also could be brought forward to prove their usefulness to man- kind, but passing over these points with mere mention. and putting the case upon the most selfish groundsâ€"it is a deadly wrong to the boy to let him indulge in eiuelty. Every act of brutality burdens him, and makes him more ready for crimes against his fellow-man. I will not now open the question of the value to a boy of being able to maintain his rights among his piayfcllows by “ fighting." which by many is thought to be an essential part of a manly boy's training. This is by no means a set- tled question, but certainly, whatever may be oue'e opinion on that point, there is not a shadow of excuse for his being brutal to the unfortunate creatures who are helpless in his hands. The inhumanity of our race is something frightful to think of when one stops to con- sider it. The heart of anyone possessing common sensibility, is wrung when he looks into the faces of the patient horses on the streets, servants to our pleasure, and treated as if they were machines of wood and iron for the rough usage of men. \‘erily, if we have not some day to atone for our unmerciful treatment of the horse, there can be no justice anywhere. And the dogâ€"man’s humble slave ! One‘s blood boils at the memory of the outrages perpetrated upon that faithful being. of the wrongs of the cat at the hands of the selfat 'led lord of creation, " little lower than t o angels," as he claims to be, I dare not trust myself to speak. All this it is in the power of mothers to alter. It will be the work of ogeneration : not one, nor one thousand mothers can do itâ€"-but each one can help, and every boy that comes to manhood just and humane, will forward the good work. A: to the civilizing and humane tendency of kinan to anionic, sonic curious and l l I “W 'â€"-‘ Europe at Peace- A general survey of Europe at the present i s E'I'N A’S SUM MIT. Famous Accents of the Great Sicilian Tol- eano Which Is .\'ow In Eruption. The story of the ascent of the mountain from whose summit Plato, in his serene and thoughtful time and Mr. Gladstone, in our troublous days have, among many great has a strong fascination, because of its wide contrast, its stern exaction of strength and endurance, and its supreme awe-inspiring reward, the realization of that which in- spired the ancients and the poets of the Middle Ages. From the banana and the orange groves, from the vineyards and the aims, through the seven botanical regions into which the botanists haye divided the realm protected of Persephoneâ€"because “ anion the billowy comfields of her mother, emeter, and the meadow-flowers she loved in girlhood are ever found sulph- urous ravines and cliasms breathing vapor from the pit of Hades ”â€"-to the snow capped crust that spreads for ten square miles be~ tween the awful depth of unquenchable fire and the blue heaven that suddenly seems to be brought near, the traveller mounts, with an ever-increasing sense of the vastness be- yond and around him. “’ben twelve miles of the ascent from Catania have been accomplished, the summit looks as far off as ever. When Mr. Rodwell made the ascent in August, 1877, no rain had fallen in Sicily for three months, and along the eastern seabase of the mountains the mean temperature was 82 degrees Fab- renlieit. His starting point was Qatania : his first halt at Nicolosi, a little town, con- sisting of oue'long street, bordered by one- storied cottages of lava. N icolosi has more than once been shaken to the ground by earthquakes. From thence begins the jour- ney, on mule back, by no definite path, over a vast- tract covered with lava and ashes, with here and there patches of broom. The mules know all about it, and wise travellers trust them as they‘deserve. While his mule bore him unguided up the steep slope of the trackless waste Mr. Rodwell wrote his notes, and at the time of the setting sun used his pocket spectroscope. Around the district of lava and ashes lie forests of small trees, and at a height of 4,216 feet is the Casa. del Bosco, where men in charge of the woods live and whence the start for quite the up- per regions of the mountainâ€"where cold surpassing that of the hi her Alps has to be encounteredâ€"is made.. here, Mr. Rodwoll records, “ the air was so extraordinary still that the flame of a candle placed near the open door of the house did not flicker.” At 6,300 feet the Regione Deserts. is entered. Lifelessness is all around. Silence broods over the waste of black sand, ashes and lava; ants are the only living creatures in the crater region. A little lower down Spalfaii- zani found jays, tlirushes, ravens, kites and a. few partridgcs. There was no moon on the night on which Mr. Rodwell made the as- time reveals on that continent rather a 091“; but as the deSOIB‘fiPD deepened: “Kid peaceful aspect than one foreshadowing the - the earth became more Mid: and m9“? VOXd near approach of the g real, war which has I and mute, the heavens “ took up the won- been so often predicted. The indications ’ drous tale-n “Thé “311‘s,” he 511%, “ 3110113 with extraordinary brilliancy, and sparkled ing the year 1892, and that the summer and like Partial“ 0f White'hOt Steel- I have never before seen the heavens studded with . such myriads of stars. The Milky Way shone The vast armaments, the steady warlike like 9' Path °f_ fire: and meteors flamed preparations, the constant attention given across the Sky "3 311011 numbers that I 50?“ by the various powers to military affairs, of gave “P “W attemdb ‘30 901m” them- Tue course show the mutual fears and jealousieti which exist, and remind us that the vague danger of a great war is always present in Europe. . On the other hand, these very armaments, burdensome and injurious to the prosperity of nations as they are, may be regarded in one light as a safeguard of peace, since they keep each nation in wholesome fear of the prowess of its rivals. Everywhere in Europe the sovereigns and statesmen are proclaiming their devotion to peace, and their resolution to maintain it. The recent meeting of the Russian Czar and the German Emperor at Kiel, and the nation- al festivities which took place at Nancy on the occasion of the visit there of the French Presidena, Carnot, are both regarded as in- cidents tending to European tranquillity. The relations between Germany and Rus- sia have not been very cordial of late, and this has been looked on as one of the inost serious menaces to European peace ; but the meeting of the sovereigns has tended to alloy the fears which have been entertained ofn collision between these two powars. At- Nency, which is the chief town of that part of Lorraine, which remained to France after the Franco-German \Var, the demonstrations were not hostile to Ger- many, and all semblance of offence to that country was carefully avoided. At the same time, the presence at Nancy of a brother of the Czar of Russia seemed to be an assurance to France of the continuance of the friendly feeling of the Russians to- ward that republic. The marriages of princes do not affect European politics to the extent that they did in former times, but the betrothal of the crown Prince of Roumania to the daughter of the Duke and Duchess of Edin- burgh is one which, as far as it is likely to have any effect at all, tends to promote peaceful results. Roumaniu has shown a spirit of jealous independence and almost one of hostility to Russia. This feeling is likely to be some- what softened by the marriage of Ron- ninnia’s future sovereign to the Czar’s niece. The relations, moreover, between Russia and Turkc appear to have become less strained. i'o irritating question, threaten- ing an armed collision, is being agitated be- tween them. In southeastern Europe Bul- garia, Greece and Servia are pursuing their domestic affairs as if they had, for a while at least, laid aside those restless ambitions which have so often threatened the peace of Euro . The riplc Alliance between Germany, Austria-Hungary and Italy is evidently as strongly knitas ever, in spite of the fact that the financial burdens of the armaments necessary to give the alliance reality and force bear severely at least upon Austria- Hungary and ltaly, and even threaten the latter power with fiscal disaster. The interesting features of the situation in Euro ., in short, consist just now rather in the omestic problems which are being considered in the different states than in warlike prospects. The general election in England, the so- lution of the dillicultios between Norway and Sweden, the adjustment of Italian fin- ances, the revision of the constitution in Belgium, the new administration in Greece, the fate of the new ministry in France, the hostility between the German Emperor and Bismarckâ€"these are the subjects which at present overshadow that of the relations between the full-armed powers. [b vault of heaven seemed to be much nearer than when seen from the earth, and more flat, as if only a short distance above our heads, and some of the brighter stars ap- eared to be hanging down from the sky.” A hundred years ago Brydone, bebolding this same wondrous spectacle of “ awful majesty and splendor,” records how he and is companion were “more struck with ven- eration than below ;” how they exclaimed together, “What a glorious situation for an . observatory ! had Empedocles had the eye of Galileo what discoveries must he not have made i” and how they regretted that Jupiter was not visible, as he was persuaded they might have discovered some of his satellites with the naked eye, or at least with asmall glass which he had in his pocket. There is every probability that next year will see an observatory at the Casa Inglesc, a. small lava house near the base of the cone of the great crater, built by the English officers station- ed in Sicily in 1811. At 1.30 A. M., with the temperature at 4 degrees (Fahrenheit), Mr. Rodwell reached the welcome shelter of the Casa Inglese, and rested there until 3 A. LL, when the brighter stars having disappeared, he started for the summit of the great crater, 1,200 feet above him in order to witness what Brydone calls “the most wonderful and most sublime sight in nature.” There was no strong wind ; the traveller did not suffer from the sickness of which travellers constantly complain in the rarefied air of the summit. He reached the highest point at 4.40, and, cautiously choos- ing a coolish place among the Cinders, sat down on the grcund, whence steam and sulphurous- acid gas were issuing, to wait for the sunrise: “Above the place where the sun would presently appear there was a brilliant red, shading off in the direction of the zenith to orange and yellow ; this was succeeded by pale green, then a long stretch of pale blue, darker blue, dark gray, ending opposite the rising sun with black. This effect was quite distinct ; it lasted some minutes, and was very remarkable. This was succeeded by the usual rayed appear- ance, and at ten minutes to 5 the upper limb of the sun was seen over the the mono. tains of Calabria." So simply does Mr. Rodwell record the guerdoii of his toil, for, as he says truly, no one would have the liardihood to attempt to describe the impressions which are made upon the mind while the eyes are bebolding the sunrise from the summit of .Etna. How greatly the isolation of the awful mountain adds to the incommunicable ed'ect Brydono implies when he dwells upon “ the immense elevation from the surface of the earth, drawn, as it were, to a single point, without any neighboring mountains for the senses and imagination to rest upon and recover from their astonishment, in their way down to the world." It must be a wonderful ex- perience to turn from such a contemplation to gaze into the vast, percipitous a yes of the great crater, even when it is quiet, as on'this occasion. In 1838, when Mr. Glad- stone made the ascent, the fire forces were in activity, and he witnessed a “ slight ” emotion, involving such trifle: as lava mas- unds in weight being thrown a dis- tauce crimile and a half, and a black column of ashes being shot from time to time out of the uttermost depths of the crater far above its edge. The minor craters look small in compari- son with the great. mass of the mountain, hut in reality some of them are of great size â€"as, for instance, the double mountain, : â€"â€"â€"â€".â€"â€"â€".â€"â€" â€"â€"â€"â€"â€".â€".â€"â€"â€" _.__ » ~â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"-â€"â€"-â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"-â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"_. -‘-â€"‘r-â€"I called "noun Row,” from the red cinder: that composed itâ€"and are richly covered with vegetation. ‘ â€"â€"_o.â€"____- “ Tired of Mother." A visitor inspecting the charities of a “iiiwnrs DEMON out The Strange , Story ofa Wonderful Man- Bstine Vegetable. manufacturing town in New England came Gu‘su". Ramos m Tm; m“ 0" nu‘ to build such an inn for tired souls while EEuswm-gh cuey‘ m me they waited the comic BAN 80313 SURROUND 11‘. In the latter part of the car 1867, says oiiolulu Adverc g Of “10 Shfidowi it tiser, I \vss commissioned by the Belgian should be set in the midst of quiet woods or Government, to find 3 “ruin mm mud“. gay and friendly flowers. This Home look- ed out on dusty streets and brick-yards. the mmflgem had their volcano attu‘ted on the northern ing plant that was believed to grow on the higher :10 of Mauna Kea, a large extinct port of dutya E‘ch inmate 1‘34 115“ 0f 8- Clefin- bare Hawaii. I had a station built on one of the ~ chamber, a bed, a chest of drawers and a l wooded slopes of the mountain, fu- “my chair. She was given so many ounces of meat and bread for breakfast, of meat and potatoes for dinner, of bread and apple- sauce for tea. The food never varied throughout the year. The house was kept spotlessly clean yet there was in it a flavor of decay and hope- less sadness. The withered old women sat silent, or talked feebly of yesterday‘s wind or to-day’s rain. No other changes came to them. They had no home nor place nor work in' the world. Nothing but this bare space in which to sit and wait for death. “ Do you know anything of them ?" the stranger asked the matron. “ That tall old wotran, now ? She has a strong, noble face. Who is she 2” “ That is Ann Miller,” she said. “ I hap- cn to know her story. Her husband died, caving lier peiiniless with three children. She opened a little school for small children She did tailoring at night. The baby, a girl, was sickly. For years this woman sat stitching by the cradle until midnight or early morning. “ She had great ambition for her children She worked and starved herself to keep them at school, to make their lives happy and full. One is now a merchant ; the other edits a newspaper in the \Vest. The girl married a wealthy farmer." ‘ “And their mother isâ€"here ‘3" said the stranger, amazed. “ Yes.” said the matron. “ Her children took her to live with them in turn. But she was not pleasant to look at, and her manners were out of date. The grand- children, striving to be fashionable, found her in the way. Grandmother’s seat at the table and her chamber were needed for more stylish guests. “ Her ,sons and daughter tired of her old stories, of her love and of her. They paid the sum necessary to place her here, and they never come near her. The visitor Went to her and talked cheer- fully for a few moments. mention his home. Her withered face flushed and trembled. “Are you from Aâ€"â€"?” she cried. “ My son John lives there ! I am expecting a visit from him. He has not been here for more than a' year. you know i “ Did you ever see his little boys ? I was so fond of them ? I dream about them every night almost. They loved ire so. They would climb on my knees and beg for stox ice, and bug and kiss me. p “ Their mother disapproval of it. She said an old person’s breath was unhealthy. It may be so. But if I could only see them once i” she said, rising in her excite- ment. “Tell her I will only look at them. I will not touch nor kiss them. My children have outgrown me. But the little boys Tell John it is near the end. Oh, I’m comfortable enough ! But I want‘ my own ! And I am so lonely l Beg him to I comeâ€"to bring them once before I go i” \V'nen they had left her the stranger said, “ Surely you have no, other such case? The children who could so abandon a-.mothe'r are monsters !” " You are mistaken. Many ambitious men and women, pushing into society, find ‘mother’ a weight. They put her out of sight in a Home, and forget her.” The stranger, looking back. saw Ann’s hungry eyes following him. “But God,” he said to himself, “ God does not forget the cruelty of the one or the loneliness of the other.” He happened to But John is so busy, loved me. . , - a at last to the Home for Old Ladies. Bein men, in great woider, watched the sunrise young and kindly he thoughuh“ if he wag I How Mineral Veins Ara Formed- The processes by which nature forms such accumulations of silver are very inter- esting. It must. be remembered that the earth’s crust is full of water, which percu- lates everywhere through the rocks, making solutions of elements obtained from them. These chemical solutions take up small p re- cious metal which they find scattered here and there. Sometimes the solutions in question are hot, the water havin got so far down as to be set a-boiling by t e eter- nal heat of the globe. Then they rush up- ward, picking up the bits of metal as they go. Naturally heat assists in the performance of this operation. -Now and then the streams thus formed perpetually flowing hither and thither below ground, pass through cracks or cavities in the rocks, where they deposit their loads of silver. This is kept up for a great length of time, perhaps thousands of years, until the fissure or pocket is filled up. Grannies permeating the stony mass in every direction may be- come filled with the metal, or occasionally a chamber may be stored full of it, as if a myriad hands were fetching the treasure from all sides and hiding away a future bonanza for some lucky prospector to dis- cover in another age. ~â€" A Medical Student’s Love Affair- The Daily Telegraph’s Paris correspondent writes 2 â€"Just outsi e the gates of the little garden of the Cluny Museum in the Latin quarter, there has occurred one of those tragedies which are sometimes enacted be- tween students and the up-to-dat’e types of the grisettc. An elegantly-dressed young woman was seen to stop suddenly last night on the Boulevard Saint-Germain, close to the Museum, and to him a revolver at a passing pedestrian. Immediately two shots were heard in quick succession, but strange to say it was the damsel who fired them that fell to the ground, and not her human tar et. Nobody was injured. The damsel h fallen in a violent fit of hysterics, and from any other habitation. My only com- anion was a native who had lived all his ife on this part of the island. About twice a month he would visit the seacoast to ob- tain needful su plies for our camp. This native, who sai that his ancestors were “ big chiefs," whose bones lay secretly buried in caves on the mountain side, was very old, although he could climb canyons and scale lava~cliffs with wonder- ful agility. During one of my botanizing excursions I passed by the mouth of a narrow canyon or gorge, and [asked Pili, the old native, if he had ever explored the same. Pili suddenly became interested in his pipe, and didu is know anything about the gulch and did not understand what I said. This was rather strange in Pili, for natives generally know every rock and tree in the section were they live, and I knew Pili was lying when he said he did not understand me. So,naturally,I determined to examine into the mysterious ravine. Some time after this, I was walking with Pili down a gentle slope, when I saw a number of bones. Pili stopped. He walked back a few rods and sat down on a stump. Not a word would he say. I began examining the bones and for two hours or more puzzled my brain over a problem as I had never done before. What 1 found was this : A circular area of about 100 yards in diameter thickly cover- ed with the bleached remains of birds, ani- mals and human beings. These ghastly relics were scattered among the shrubs and grass. The larger bones were near the centre; in fact, I found that the bones be- came gradually smaller as I approached the periphery of this circular bone-yard. In the centre of the circle was a well-like opening in the ground, from which emanated a sickening odor. N o vegetation grew with- in- fifty feet of this cavity. How came this hole with its horrible stench? How came these bones here? How came they to be arranged about the central opening? These questions continually presented them- selves, but they remained unanswernble. A deep mystery seemed to hang over the spot. It was growing dark. I heard Pili calling and hurried to him. He pointed in terror to the centre of the bone-covered area. A shadow was thrown on the scene by a rising bank of clouds.‘ But I declare that I saw rising from the pit a visible vapor, a column of visible fog or smoke or gas that was luminous. Spell bound, I gazed at the spectral column. Near the ground it had the appearance of o phosphorescent flame and gradually became fainter as it ascended] Your imagination will have to picture the unearthly phenomenon. Pilipulled at my arm and in silence we left the spot, and we did not loiter by the wayside. As I was looking for a simple plant, and not blood-curdliiig manifestations, I was in- clined to break camp and leave. But by morning my nerves were in better order and I went back to the scene of the evening adventure. I could find no clue to the mystery, and the matter gradually went out of mind as I prosecuted my labors. But I had occasion after a. time to visit a spot near where I had seen the canyon about which Pili was so apparently ignor- ant. One evening I made known my in- tention to Pill to return to the place and to explore the gorge. ’ “ When?” said Pili. “ In the morning,” I replied. Without a word the old native arose from his mat on the floor and departed. He was gone all night. He returned by sunrise, bearing on his shoulders a bundle. When we reached the canyon be stopped and un- packed his load. I saw a stone idol, curi- ous in shape ; he placed it on the ground, and then took a small pig from his bundle. Makinga fire, he sprinkled something in the flames, muttered strange sounds and made symbols in the air with his fingers. The animal offering was placed before the idol. After he completed his strange rites be said that I might never come back, but he had done what he could to preserve my life. He would wait until the going down of the sun, and then, if I did not come back, he would wail for me as did his fathers long, long ago, when a son fell in battle. Then he sat down, covered up his head and was silent. - " All this made me feel uncomfortable. The natives of the Hawaiian Islands are supposed to be Christianized, but in time of danger or~trouble many often turn to the discarded gods of their fathers. I knew Pili believed that great danger awaited any one who ascended the ravine. But I went. I had gone about a mile, whenever the tops of tree forms I saw a waving mass of sea green foliage undulating in the wind. The object looked like a large bunch of thick- leaved seaweed, and the peculiar motion of the same attracted my attention. I was over three hundred feet away from the curious object, and hurried to obtain a closer view. A wail of fern-covered lava about ten feet high sto ‘ped my course. Climbing up so that I coul) just see over the edge, I saw an object such as the eyes of civilized man never before beheld. Imagine a bunch of seaweed about twelve feethigb ; the edge of each piece lined with fine streamers which radiated in all directions and trembled like fine wire spirals ; the whole object moving like the fringes of a sea anemone. - Iwas wearing a heavy felt bat with a wide brim, and f usbed it back from my forehead to get a otter view. As I moved my arm the strange object ceased quivering, and every vibrating antenna or streamer pointed direclly at me. Ju t then my foot slipped from a jutting rock on which I was was on the ground wildly wavmg her hands standing and I fell, and knew no more for a and kicking the air. She was brought time. I regained consciousness after a round by degrees though the joint action of short time, and lay in apartinl stupor. The a policeman and a chemist, and then stated wall above me was stripped of its verilurc, to the former that she had intended toshoot and I saw‘a long sinewy, snake-like object up. e student. who is the son 9 a Parli- amentarv magnate, was afterwards referred to, but. as be manifested an un Willingness to prosecute, 'Lo young Woman was dis. charged from custody. a youngmedical student who had iven her writhing, twisting and curliny on the rocks. ’1‘ It had missed its prey, and a low angry burn filled the air. W lverything is bitter to him who "as gall in his mouth.