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.. ._.._____â€".___..â€" __.__..___~ lHE uuuuu u uuuu BY )XAL'DE L- BADFORD. 8f you war a colt,Ca'line,I must manage yon, but heir.’ my daughter, seems like 1 cain’t tell what to do with you. All’ys out doors, au' never about when your maw needs you he'p her. Ther ain’t another girl in the mountains acts like you}: . The mountaineer looked in a considermg. puzzled way at Caro‘ine, and Caroline look- ed Incl: demurely at him. He was tall and of that long, loose-jointed shambling build, which somehow, always seems associated with unsuspecting good-nature and easiness. She was a little thing, with eyes as clear as the shadowed brook that flowed near by, and cheeks as pink as the mountain ivy thn held in her hand. Her faded calico gown sat. quakerishly upon her slim figure, but refused to cover her pretty bare ankles and feet; Her cloudy chestnut hair was covored by a sun-bonnet so deep that her father had to look down along lane, as it Were, to see her face. " It or onreasonahle,” he went on, “ for you to treat Jim Woods the way you do, in him so stiddy, and his farm nex our n. Other girls ’d jump at the chance of havm Jim. You aim; like a girl, more like ‘a ontamed eaglet. Ari you rip go a rompin an a jumpin an a climbin like ygu war a boy. \tht shell I do bout you? Caroline seemed plunged in deep thought as she stared straight in front of her, chopping one of her feet restlessly back and forth. ’ _ n “What you studdyin bout Calms? the man asked gently. . “ I war studdyin of I couldn’t jump as l‘ur’s you over the crick paw,”sa'd Carolin: thoughtfully, “ want to try? watch me. but her father held her fast. _ “ No. vou hcv to listen, Ca’line \Vhite ; Tth ah iii earnest. Here muw comes, We all‘l talk it over.” - “\tht an it about, paw fl asked the bony, narrow woman who had just come up. She was a wrinkled, asliy~tintsd car- icature of Caroline. > _ _ " 1 be a going to cure Ca’line of her evil wuss,” said the mountaineer With deter- mination, “an I reckon, maw, we better lake her down to chapel an see of she saint. git ’ligion. Thor's the revival nex Week an they say the new preacher that’s a comin all a mighty smart young cliap._” ” We aint never got her to go. to ’Vival yit,” Mrs. \Vhite said duhiously. “ I don’t want ’ligion l” cried the small Caroline wrathfully. “ I ah happy ’thout it. I ’d be sho~nouch mis’able ef I hed it.” ” You aint it talkin sense Ca’line," said her father gravely. Caroline arched her brown eyebrows frctfully. . “ Tell you what,” he continued coaxing- ly, “vou be good and go to the rervival an 1’“ carry you to Chnr’sville, nex time 1 go. ar. hcv yoii’ photty grafs took.” “ l’uw lâ€"sho-nough ‘2" 1,} “I reckon." “ \Val, ef I kin have my phottygraphs took, i reckon I kin stand one or two meet- in's Yes suh, I’ll go." “I want this here to be a conversion ' wuth linvin‘,“ remarked Mr. White, “ you l lwv to be tu’ned from you’ evil uctin an also Ii‘wunt you to be tu’ned to Jim \Voods an ’prceiatc you’ blessin’s.” I . Caroline tossed her sunbonnet disdain- fiillv. ‘ “Throws up her head like a cross heif- er l" Mr. \Vhite said, exasperated. “Bee’- lect that boy’s paw war the bcs’ farmer on these mountains.” “ Wul paw." put in his Wife, pacifically, "she caint ma’ry Jim on’y cu'l. his paw » knew how to plough good. Let her be an mebbe she’ll like him.” I “No ma’uin I” said Caroline emphatically. “I’ll go to the ’vival but I’ll not ina’ry Jim, not of pow hed my pliottygrafs took twice l” And shaking herself free from her father’s hand, she leaped over the “creek ” and disappeared in the woods, beyond. Mr. \Vhito sighed. He was like his own Virginia mountains, rugged and simple, and great-hearted. But utterly tactless. If his motives lzud not all been on the sur- face, he might easily have guided ignorant Carolina, as to the bestowal of her heart. Nature, however, had taught him her own honesty, and there was no guile in him. Still, he was very glad that the girl “had at least consented to go to the revival, and question had never come to her before. Among the group of intent girls he saw her wistful, startled face. He redonbled his uppeals. ' “ He ah a talkin’ to rueâ€"to msâ€"to me!” ‘ried Caroline fiercely to herself. "I slot u goin to listen. I aint ! I aint ‘." At. the end the preacher asked all those who wished to lead a new life to stand up, and come to the platform. Several young people rose, but Caroline sat still. He sought her out afterwards, and talked to her. She was afraid he Would make rs- llgion the subject of his conversation, but he never mentioned that. Caroline was very silent on the home- ward way. To her father’s delight she allowed Jim \Voods to accompany her. The good mountaineer began to hope that his daughter was early on the high road go the double conversion he desired for er. The next morning Caroline woke up de- determined to do away with the effects which the chapel service of the previous night had left upon her mind. She hasten- ed into her beloved woods, and and ran through the grass, picking flowers, and winding them into chains. But her step was not as light as usual, and she would catch herself thinking of that beautiful hymn,snd the words of the earnest preach- er. "MebbeI ought to git that peace he talked of,” she thought. And stillâ€"soms‘ thing within her obstinate little heart fought at the notion of yielding to his per- 'EuaSlODS. ' “He’s spilsd my woods 1” she cried. “He's spiled my woods for me an' I aint a ,going to give in.” ' , At night, and for several nights she at- tended f-he meetings in the chapel. The wondered if it were better than the wild joy she took in the woods. After all, was this wild joy satisfactory, was it? The l llesder was more eloquent than ever. Many {of her friends were giving way to the in- fluence of his words. But something still 'held Caroline back. It gave her pain to feel more and more every day that her out- ldoor life was not enough to satisfy her. I The preacher spoke to her sometimes, and although he never asked her to joip her friends in their new steps, yet she felt that hismotivc, directly or indirectly, was to convert her, and she resented it. It was the very last one of the revivals, before Caroline. white-faced and trembling, finally yielded, and took her, place on the platform. She was the only one to come ‘ that night, but somehow the preacher felt, as he shook her hand, that she alone was worth his two weeks patient pleading. Great was the rejoicing in the White household. “Ca’line” said her father joyfully, "you :can have a dozen phottygrafs stead of lhalf-dozen. You don’t re’lize what com. fort you’ll get out of ’ligion. you'll all’ys be good girl now, an’ he’p you' i maw right smart more’n you hev.” “Course she will;” maw said. > ‘ i And she did. She was more thoughtful, more womanly in everynvay. As the days iwent on it seemed to her that years di- Ividedhcr past llfe from the life she had .- led since she attended the revivals. i “But I aint sat’sfied,” grumbled Mr. White to his wife. “Ca’line is right ismart bettcr’n.she was. Sho‘nongh she got ‘ligicn maw, but she aint a gittin’ tu’ned to Jim like I wanted. Sometimes I -think she hes too .much ’ligiou, the way she an’ the preacher oh 8. talk~ in’ ev'y chance they git. \Vhst ah lths use of him a. talkin’to her when she !ah a’rcady converted; and a takin’ up her ' spur' time when Jim mout be with her.” i “ Well, pawâ€"” ' " You know, maw, how his paw wet the bes' farmer.ou the mountain, and she ought gto be perlitc to ,"Jim, ’stead of actin’, so I mighty mean. '- He tol’ ms on’y yist’dayv she iwar a gittin’ so purty thar wa’nt a girl 5 here to come nigh her.” “Well paw l” mew remarked emphatical- ly, “I ah mighty thankful the Lord did’nt Imake me a men. For a man ah the same I as a mole as far as sesin’ things goes. It’d lseem like you never went a courtin’ you’ se’f when you war young. " “Whut aint I seein’?” demanded Mr. White, "What things ah thar you see ‘2” “Land, paw,” laughed his wife, in a complacent way, “Ca'line aint a studyin’ such mighty heap’ ’bout 'lig on as you rec- kon., Course she got it she ’nough, but, â€"-wal, paw, when Ca’line got ’ligion or he looked forward with hope to the results lbout, that time, she got the preacher, too,” of her promise. So, on the first night of the meetings, lnrolinc, with all of her fiucry crowded "upon her limited person, set off with her parents to the chapel, they being devout and serious, she, gloomy and resigned. I The chapel was a little white building, cuddled in agroup of trees. The dim light streaming from the windows, the silence amid the heavy trees, the murmur of a stream close by, and the fur-off call ofa “ bob-u‘hite,”râ€"all affected the thoughtless Caroline with a half wistful solemnity. It was the first time she had ever been to the chapel by night. When they entered it was nearly time for service to begin. The place was almost full. The church-members wore a grave contented sir : the young people who felt that they were in need of conversion, looked worried, unxzous, hopeful, or de- spondeut, according to their several disposi- tions. Caroline took her place near the front of the chapel with some young girls of her own age, while Mr. and .\i rs. White seated themselves in the back of the building. The organ was locked, as some of the older members preferred revival hymns to be sung without the accompaniment of instrumental music. For a time there was silence, broken only by the rustling movements of dresses, or the footsteps of people entering. Sud- denly a white haired man started up a weird. broad voweled h min, and the others joined in. It was wild, utiful mnsic,aud stirred Caroline's restless soul. She felt that if she were only out in the woods alone, she could sing that as she had never sun before. , '1 en the preacher went upon the plat- form. He was of three people, with some education, to he sure, but he had been born among mountaineers, and was as eiruesi: and true as they. He spoke full from his heart, telling the story tive thousmd years old, that had brought rest. to thousands of hearts. and yet was uninteresting to so to cureacoru. The Stormiest Region Known. The waters of Cape Horn have never. been unvisited by storms for more than a week or two at a stretch Within the mem- ory of man. Standing on the outpost of the world Cape Horn is the meeting place of ocean currents of very different temper. stores, from the icy cold waters of the Antarctic drift to the warmth of the Braz- ilian and Peruvian return currents. The prevailing Winds are from the northwest and west and these, coming from the warm regions of the Pacific, condense into fogs, which thesailors call “Cape Horn blankets" and which are the sure forerunners ' of storms. The extremely low level to which the glaciers of Ticrra del Fuego descent, the perpetual congelation of the subsoil, the meeting of conflicting winds of very different temperatures, are’all direct or indirect causes, combining to make this the must constantly stormy region of the world. â€"_....â€"_.’ THE CATTLE EMBARGO. Another Depumtlou to Walt on Provident Gardner. or the Board orAgrlcultui-c. .-\ London special saysiâ€"(Siar-News cablclâ€"The Right‘lfou. Herbert Gardner, President of the British Board of Agriculâ€" ture, will receive on April 3 a deputation from the Chambers of Aggiculture of the United Kingdom and from the Royal Society in reference to the cattle trade of Great. Britain. I learn thai these deputa- tions will urge a proposal antagonistic to the Dominion of Canada‘s cattle export trade, and to this end will mike strong representations urging that all iliipori-wi cattle shall be slaughtered at the par: of landing. How to Cure a Corn. It is one of the tiniest things in the world Do not use acids or other many. He spoke of the peace he had found - caustic preparations and don't cut a hole in and begged his hearers to take it unio themselves. . A: Caroline garcd at his restful face she thought that a cace which made one look as happy as be old was worth having. She your boot. I: is simply to apply Putnam's Painless Corn Extractor and in three days the corn can be removed without pain. \urc, safe painless. Take only Putnam's corn hxtraetor. I know DEEP SEA PICTURES. Photographing l‘nder the ocean; There is great rejoicing among the ma. teur photographer-fiends as well as in the professional circles of the knights of the tripod and lens. A totally new field has been open for their explorations which promises to be as interesting a one as any ever offered to kodak enthusiasts. To take pictures under the sea is to be the fad to be Introduced during the coming season,and a vast amount of fun is anticipated by the prospective explorers of the depths of the sea. If the invention for taking submarine pictures becomes as popular as its inventor says it is bound to be, some delightful as well as useful results are sure to follow. With what we know of the ardor of the average amateur photographer it is safe to predict that within a year there will not be a pond, river or lake in the country the bed and bottom of which will not have been photographed from all possible positions. And as far as the Atlantic or Pacific coasts are concerned they offer absolutely inex- haustible fields in this direction. It is to Dr. L. Bouton, professor in zool~ ogy at the Sarbouiie University, France., that the world of science is indebted for- this interesting discovery. He made some very successful experiments last fall on the southern coast of France and has again begun his operations. During the winter months the professor has made material improvements in his apparatus and is con- fident of being able to attain remarkable results during the coming summer. Through his process photography can be utilized at any depth of water, from a shallow river bed to several thousand feet- below the surface of the ocean. For his present ex- periments in submarine photography Prof. Bouton has chosen the Mediterranean, op. posits Banyuls-sur-Mer, which is one of the French zoological stations near the Spanish frontier. * A PIKE AT BREAKFASTâ€"FROM A PHOTOGRAPH- For the benefit of the army of eager amateurs ready to visit'the realms of the festive mermaids, to have a chat with their old friend McGinty,‘ the professor gives some good advice. The beginner should first ascertain if his photographic outfit is waterproof, and next accustom himself to the diver’s costume. The novice would do well not to venture into too deep water at first,,butselect‘soms moderately deep spot where he can wade in or out without assist- ance. After the first difficulty is conquered it becomes a delightful» recreation. As a matter of course pure streams with clear water are preferable for these initial exper- iments. The bottom of the Chicago River, while no doubt abounding in wonders of every..kind, would hardly be a congenial field for the kodak enthusiast. I one posal electric lights and other°apparatns, would undoubtedly attain scientinc results such as have never been dreamed of before. A number of photographic maps of the floor of the sea in colors are being prepared for publication by the professor. These plates, aside from being decidedly unique. Will be very valuable to scientists and scholars engaged in studies touching these subjects. He advises young men of a scientific turn of mind to follow this branch of study, as it is both a recreation and a totally new field for discoveries. A SEA PORCUPINE. Aside from the scientific value that the taking of submarine pictures may have, there are many other advantages to be enjoyed from different sources.‘ It will prove a very valuable adjunct to the outfit for a diver when engaged in examining a wreck with a view of raising it. Instead of the old way of blindly groping about trying to ascertain the extent and nature of the damage done to a sunken vessel, photo- graphy will be brought into play. The diver simply takes his camera down to the bottom of the sea and, with the use of the magnesium light, takes as many pictures from different points of the vessel as he pleases. By the aid of these plates all arrangements can be made with utmost ease to accomplish the desired results. Prof Bouton says that should there be a disposition to dispense with the camera a great deal of pleasure may be had by tak- ing down an electric lamp only, and in this way see What may be found on the bottom. This kind of search light could be used in hunting for smaller articles lost in the water. Some enterprising Italians are already talking of introducing this method in their coral fisheries, where it would save fully half the time now spent in bring- ing this product to the surface. Divers fishing for pearl mussels and sponges can also profit by using the electric lamp to aid them in their search. The submarine kodak will be hailed with delight by all fun-loving people that frequent the various water- ing places along the Atlantic and Pa- cific coasts. Think what a jolly time could have by taking a water proof kodak alongwhen going in swimming. _ If you feel so inclined you dive to the bot- tom. select a nice soft spot and take pic- tures of all your friends swimming above you to your heart's content. A collection, of such negatives would be sure to create a tremendous sensation, and if you are of a ‘ thrifty turn of mind you might take a neat little sum by disposing of these unique msâ€" mentoes of the deep for a consideration. Should the sea serpent chance to be about and wish to have his picture taken you might accommodate him and by showinghis “ phiz” convince your friends of the eXist- ence of the mysterious creature. . Professor Bouton’s discovery Will, no doubt, become very popular as soon as we get u. few more particulars of his improved apparatus. He claims that the cost for making these submarine photographs is not any more than for the ordinary cues, and also insists that as soon as a person be- comes a little accustomed to being under the water and moving about he Will prefer lthis mode of amusement and research in preference to any other. --â€"-o-â€"â€"â€"â€" A BIT OF HISTORY. .â€" Thc Execution of Admiral Byng. On March 14, 1757, Admiral John. Byng was shot on board the Monarch at Spitliead for neglect of duty in an engagement With The professor done the regular diver’s the FFenCh 011‘ Minor“. 011 the 20511 May. suit and wears extra heavy leaden shoes so ~ 1756. as to get a good foothold and steady hiS‘ gait on the bottom of the sea. The neigh- borhood of his base of operations, Banyuls~ sur-Mer, was inhabited by the ancient Romans of the imperial era, and the ruinsi In March of that year he was sent in command of a small squadron of ten ships of the line to relieve Minorca, at that time blockaded by a French fleet under Lu Gal- lissouiere. Byng arrived on the 19th May, the next day gave the signal to engage the of the many splendid Structures that once l enemy’s fleet, almost equal in number of stood on the shore of the sea have now found a place of metal; the bottom, _Where they have remained buried under the waters for perhaps a thousand years or more. The professor writes eptcrtainingly of the beauties of the splendor ’of old which his submarine camera revealed to him... “ Once fairly down among these pictures- j que surroundings,” says Professor Benton, 3 and Byng, feeling himself unable to renew Y0“ “'0 loath to return, 30 in“)? Strange l the action, after a council of war, sailed objects attract your eye. There in a bean- tifully sculptured palace niche, covered by blue mud and prettin colored shells, sits a gigantic, cuttlefish fiercely glaring at me with his large eyes. As the magnesium light from my camera strikes him he squirts a stream of dark liquid against me, but I get a good picture 01 him for all‘that.” “It would be impossible," continues the pro- fessor, “ to Lscribe all the fish and other animals that abound in the water and ply about iue endeavoring to decide whether I am a friend or foe. Curiously shaped and exquisitively shaded algae abound every- where. Here comes a stupid looking flounder that stares open-mouthed at my camera ; it is followed by a veritable dude in fishdom rigged out in avery loud striped suit, liberally supplied with lonr, sharp spikes all over his ugly body. Here are others that seem all head with a stump of tail attached, and others looking like snakes. If I don’t make any movement they all come very near to me, inspecting my bat« tery and other apparatus with evident, curiosity. I go stumbling over reef building and organ pipe . core-13,. forming a marine architdcture of most delicate and artistic design tinted with shades in flamingas well as subdued colors. In these fairy palaces of coral one always finds a multitude of small red and blue bodied fishes having peculiarly elongated snouts, The pictures obtained by this process from the bottom of the sea do not differ very materially from the ordinary ones produced by the instantaneous method, ex- ccpt perhaps that the negatives seem to have a peculiar soft tone. Professor Bouton's plates have created a great sensation in scientific circles, where they are regarded as. forerunners'of a new era of development of the deep water researches. There is now a movement on foot to egart an expedition similiar to the one sent out by the British government on the Challenger in l87'3. S‘uch an expedition, equipped with the photographic instruments of Professor Bouton's invention and having at its dis- ships and weight to,liis,own. The van, under Rear Admiral West, at once bore down upon the French ships, which stood entirely upon the defensivs, but the rear, under Byng, got into some disorder and hardly came within gunshot. The'van SUFFEKED GREAT LOSS, away to Gibraltar and left Miuorca to its fate. When the news reached England the public became furious, and Ministers, to avert the public odium from themselves, ordered the unfortunate Byng to be at once brought home under arrest. He reached Spit-head on the 26th of July,and was confin- ed at Greenwich. On December 28th he was court-martialled, the trial lasting several days. At its conclusion the members of the court came to the decision “ That Ad. iniral Byng had not done his utmost when before the enemy.” He was accordingly sentenced,uuder the 12th Article of .VVar,to be shot. Many efforts were made to have the sentence altered, members of Parlia- ment exerting themselves in his behalf; but the only result was to prolong the Ad- miral’s life until March 14, on which day the boats of the fleet at Spithead were or- ered to sutrround the Monarch, the vessel in which Byng had remained in custody, and all officers were required to witness the execution of the Admiral. Shortly before noon the prisoner brought forward a paper he had written containing comments on his trial. In it he wrote : “Happy for me, at this, my last moment, that I know my own innocence, and am conscious that no part of MY cocxrar’s BllSFOHTCNE I can be owing to me.’ Having delivered his paper, Admiral Byng walked out from his cabin on to the quarter-deck, where the marines were already drawn up. In three minutes from the time of quitting his cabin John Byug was placed in his coffin, having fallen instantaneously dead, with five bullets in his body. Thus perished an Admiral, whose reputation has been cleared by posterity of the blemish which malice and interested hatred were so busy in cast- ing upon it. His body was not cold before people began to cry out that he had been murdered, and the cruel persistency of the King in carrying out the sentence of death caused Ryan; to be extolled as a hero in the popular estimation. MINERALOGY cs rss soari‘r rots. _ ’ 1 fl It alumni to Include Gold. sure}, Bla- nionas Coal. Asbestos and (ki'ollte. Although the region surrounding the north pole has so far presented a condition of dismal defiance to the peeringcuriciity of l .nien,.enough has been gathered concerning its mineral resources to establish the fact that in those inhospitable surroundings nature has stored her wealth most lavishly. bar within the arctic circle fine veins of bituminous coal have been seen. Isinglass stone abounds, and there can hardly be a doubt but that underneath the perpetual ice cap might be found a plentiful supply of the precious metal. The Alaskan rivers and streams give evidence of auriferous abundance, and the Asiatic and European polar approaches also furnish these indica- tions. Despite the intense cold which prevail: over all the approaches to the pole durini the greater portion of the year, it. is evi dent that the earth’s crust is here of lose than the usqu thickness. I‘his evidsuci lies in the fact. of THE vonmmc CHARACTER of much of the circuinpolar region, in the colossal _ geysers of boiling water, and when it is considered that a vast area is entirely unknown, not having been trodder by human fest since the last great cata- clysm, it is iufcrrable that there are other svrdenccs only awaiting the explorer. 0n the Ural Mountains, which form a part 0“ ' h the boundary between Europe and Asia a_nd which project northward to the Sea of bars, are deposits of asbestos, silver, plat- inum, diamonds, gold and iron, and all things indicate that in the prepolar time this. region must have been a veritable Ar- qadia. A point on the southwest coast of breeuluud,justa few miles south of the arctic circle, enjoys the distinction of hav- ing the only known mine of cryolite in the world. This is an ice-capped point on Cape Desolation and is only accessible to vessels of unusually staunch construction. Very early in the century a German prospector named Golseck, who landed at (laps Farewall, which is the southern ex- tremity of Greenland, was the first Euro~ peau to make this discovery. Being told of this curious stone by a native, he pro- ceeded up the Arsuk Fiord, went to the place, and at the water’s edge saw the outcropping of the white, soft substance which the natives used in dressing pelts, rubbing it on the fleshy side, where its action was much like that of soap. The material was then named cryolite, meaning ice stone. and the prospector had found the floride of sodium and aluminium, the substance having a considerable commercial value, as alum, sulsoda, bicarbonate of soda and other substances having value are its products. This cryolite deposit is very peculiar. It occurs at the base of a monu- tain slope, in the form of an oval pocket or chimney, its longer and shorter axes being 100 and ‘20") feet respectively, extending downward at an angle of forty-five to the horizon. The sides, as fardown asthc excava- tion extends, are of gray granite, and the formation was also covered with this rock. In the absence of any more specific infor- mation as to geological chacteristics it may be surmised that this cliim‘fiey in some past age did service as a vent .hole for some spouting geyser, and may at one period have spouted water highly charged with the sub- stances mentioned, held in solution. It is a most unique mine, being simply a huge shaft worked in “ benches " and extending slantingly DOWN INTO THE EARTH. Being close to the arctic circle it is near the aixtieth parallel, and is farther north than are the Russian penal mines in. Siberia. Although this pocket has been profitably mined since 1864, as the excavation covers 13,000 square yards of superficial area, the depth reached is not very considerable, be- ing only 100 feet. It may seem likcacontradiction oftcrms to speak ofau animal mineralogy, and yet it is a fact that there are islands in port-ions of the circumpolar districts that are really quarries, if the term he allowable, of an- imal remains, bones and. tusks, ivory of the finest kind, of a quantity warranting a one- time uggregatiou of animal forms to which all thatuowoxists on the earth hardly affords a comparision. If we survey the present animal construction on strictly mechanical lines it seems incredible that colossal mou- sters should once have existed carrying tusks more than sixteen feet long and weighing singly over 300 pounds, yet the evidence goes to show that not only were there herds of those forms, but they were also myriads in numbers. The polar region is one vast cemetery of the remains of a world of bygone fauna, and on a scale of aggregation that would probably exceed that of the combined world at present. The time has gone by for our earth again to possess the conditions of such reproduc- tive vigor as produced both thojourlicr fauna and flora. Without a doubt a time will come when this frigid storehouse will be opened up and its treasure made to respond to human needs. It is even well that some things can be placed out of the comn‘an reach, as coal,gas and petroleum all illus- trato with what reckless greed we waste when once we have access to the stored resources of nature. W DANCING IN A DEN 0F LIONS. The Novel Enterinliimenl Furnmied Lou- donrrs byn White-Clad (ill-l. Late London exchanges devote consider- able space to the performance of “Mlle. Bob Walter,” whose specialty is a skirt dance in a cage of lions. The performance is of such a creepy character that the atten- tion of the government has been called to the matter and, when the usual amount of red tape has been unwound, the show may come to asuddcn cud. Several young lions have been trained to remain tolerany quiet while Mlle. Bob does her act. The cage is wheeled onto the stage with the lions, and and the trainer enters, carrying a long, sharp-pronged rod in one hand and a heavy whip in the other. The animals are chased around the cage until they are pretty well tired out, and then Mlle. Rob enters, clad in along whim gown. She first givesa preliininaiy pirouetto or two and then pauses to see the effect on the lions. If they do no more than growl she continues her performance to the end, always getting , enough applause to warrant an encore. The dancer, however,has never done more than acknowledge the applause with a bow,not caring, apparently, to tempt prori-J'ence any further than is absolutely occurs-y.