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; ': '. V4V I fit TTTFIpi|HMM|a^H B* *MMB- »;«t'T}lS JKUM ; Mat •••»** til/ for I au cviJcr.ca of good faith on the part Ipfito tm'gr on one cMa of the piper. B» ,to {Ms: names tad dtta, to htn that the emigration from Great Britain to .the United will be greater this year than ATXIKBOK, of Boston, sng- ly for school-house dangers, provides for a continuous bal- «o(By <|btonecting all the windows at eaoli floev of every school-house, not even OXitepthig the first floor above the level of the street, such balconies to be con­ nected with one another at several points by easy flight# of steps, fitted with Woden treads. THE sdn of a clergyman is in the pen­ itentiary of Philadelphia. He served during the war as a Lieutenant, but, on being honorably discharged, promptly and deliberately became a thief, fie >im Bpent most of his time since in prison. Lately an attempt was made to get him pardoned, and it was essen­ tial, that he should show contrition. "I have no desire to go back into respect­ able society," he coolly said; "having been a criminal and associate of crim­ inals so many years, I prefer to end my 4ay« among them." Two GENTLEMEN residing in Montreal have invented and patented a machine for cooking by electricity. It consists of a saucepan, or hot plate, so isolated non-conductors that the bottom forms the positive pole of a current. The other pole is attached to a movable point, which travels over the under surface of the pan in circles sufficiently quickly not to burn a hole through. Some cakes were cooked in the appara­ tus and eaten by Mr. Kelland, of Mon­ treal, and by Mr. Whitney, one of the inventors, and his family, who are be- Jierced to be the first members of the human race who have ever eaten food cooked by the electric spark. One lady declared she tasted the flavor of electricity "quite strong." f sj ^ i HKSBY IBYTXG, the English actor, on MB professional visit to the United States, will bring 1,100 wigs. Tom Hood tells a story of an English natur­ alist who, while in the wilds of America, was captured by the Indians. One of the foremost of the redskins seized him by the hair to take his scalp, when his hair came off. He wore a wig. The astonished Indians held a powwow, and concluding that their prisoner had lost his scalp and, by uncommon per­ severance and bravery, had regained it, they took him to their village, gave him an Indian girl for a bride, and made him chief of their tribe. In view of the experience of this gentleman, it k difficult to imagine the astonishment of the Indians if Mr. Irving with a wig on his head and 1,099 mere in his grip­ sack, should fall into their hands. He would probably be worshiped as a supernatural being. It is almost worth while for him to go West and try ',s • A WEW papier-mache process for cov- tering floors is described as follows: "The floor is thoroughly cleaned. The holes and cracks are then filled with paper-putty, made by soaking news­ papers in a paste made as follows: To one pound of flour add three quarts of water and a table-spoonful of ground alum, and mix thoroughly. The floor as coated with this paste, and then a thickness of Manila or hardware paper is put on. This is allowed to dry thor­ oughly. The Manila paper is then cov­ ered with paste, and a layer of wall­ paper of any style or design desired is put on. After allowing this to dry thoroughly, it is covered with two or more coats of sizing made by dissolving half a pound of white glue in two quarts of hot water. After this is al­ lowed to dry, the surface is given one coat of "hard oil-finish varnish," which can be bought already prepared. This is allowed to dry thoroughly, when the "iloor is ready for use. The process is represented to be durable and cheap; beside taking the place of matting, carpet, oilcloths, or like covering, makes the flow air-tight and permits of -its being washed. lantf on wkioh a small log been built, decided to settle by repairing to the property in question the following morning with their teams and pulling at the log house from oppo­ site sides. The one that succeeded in drawing the house away from the other was to be left in possession of the place. At the appointed time Bjorn- den appeared on the field with eight horses, Venderson presented himself with six horses and a yoke of oxen. They fastened their teams to the log house and whipped up, but at the very first pull the walls of the log house parted and the roof fell in. The teams took fright and started off on a wild run, and before they conld be brought under control a valuable horse belong­ ing to Yendersob had been fatally in­ jured by the hora of one of the oxen This unexpected issue of the contest led to a fierce fight between the princi­ pal participants, as well as between nu­ merous adherents on lw»th sides, in the course of which many were badly hurt, and one had his skull fractured with the blow from the butt end of a whip. THE production of precious metals throughout the world during 1881 somewhat exceeded that of the previ­ ous year. The production of gold in 1881 was of the value of $107,773,157, and of silver $97,659,460, whereas in 1880 the figures stood at $106,436,786 for gold and $94,551,060 for silver. By far the largest producer was America, viz.: Gold, $34,700,000; silver, $43,- 000,000; followed in descending scale by Australia--gold, $31,127,515; silver, only $227,125. Russia--gold, $25,551,- 028; silver, $478,519. Mexico--gold, only $989,160; silver, $25,167,763. Co­ lumbia--gold, $4,000,000; silver, $1,- 000,000. Germany--gold, $231,610; silver, $5,576,639. Austria-Hnngary-- gold, $1,240,808; silver, 1,303,280. Venezuela--gold, $2,274,692; no silver. Africa--gold, $1,993,800. Canada-- gold, $1,094,926; silver, $68,205. Bo­ livia--gold. $72,345; silver, $11,000,- 000. Chili -gold, $128,869 ̂ silver, $5,- 084,747. Spain--silver, $3,006,220. The remaining supplies were furnished by Sweden, Norway, Italy, Turkey, the Argentine, Brazil and Japan. The largest circulation of paper money throughout the world in 1881 belonged to the United States, which had $793,- 074,878 value. Next came Bussia, $612,- 916,209; followed by France with $512,- 129,625; Austria, $299,091,135; Italy, $293,772,885; Germany, $211,122,464; Great Britain, $203,792,764; Brazil, $188,155,455. The smallest paper cir­ culation was in Central America, which stood at only $163,347. The largest circulation of gold was in France, viz., $874,886,000 value; followed by Great Britain, $592,000,000; United States, $563,631,455; Germany, $387,143,742; Spain, $130,000,000; Italy, $144,750,000. Belgium, $103,000,000; Bussia, $119,- 203,784. The smallest gold circulation was in Peru, which figured at the value of only $62,085. s ? ^ As i&nocent little St. Louis boy went io the theater and sat in the gallery. The boy had, among other treasures in his pocket, an egg, >n Easter egg, per­ haps--Easter of last year. In his boy­ ish absorption in the play he took the egg in his hand, and carelessly held it over the edge of the gallery. Becom­ ing excited, the egg slipped from his grasp and fell down, down until it frescoed itself odorously in all the fash­ ionable shades of yellow upon the bald head of an elderly gentleman whose soul was in his eyes and whose eyes were on the stage. It was a shock for the elderly gentleman. The thread of the play being so suddenly broken, its eharm was lost. He went into the lobby with his decorations, and asked to see the little boy. He wanted to con­ verse with him in a kind and fatherly 'way. The theater "bouncer" went up to the gallery, but, not being able to Jfind the boy, marshaled down all the occupants of the front row. The fres- •ooed gentleman did not wish to play lather to a crowd, so he went out under rthe silent stars, while the little boy, who had moved into a back seat, re­ mained and saw all the beautiful ballet dancers which the fatherly old man missed. This incident teaches that vir­ tue is, sometimes, its own reward. How to Spend Sunday Afternoon. It may be safely said that a person whose brain is wearied with intellectual work during the week, or whose nerv­ ous system is exposed to the strain of business or professional life, ought to sleep, within an hour or two after his Sunday's dinner, if he can. It is sur­ prising how much like a seven-day clock the brain will work, if the habit of a "Sunday nap" be once formed. Nature will take advantage of it as reg­ ularly and gratefully as she does of the nightly sleep, and'do her best to make up lost time. People, on the other hand, whose week of toil is chiefly physical, may well give their mind ac­ tivity, while their body is resting. Two sermons and three or four hours of solid reading are a rest to some on Sunday, while to others such a course amounts to positive Sabbath breaking. Sunday is a day of rest--not a day of work, religious or otherwise; it is a day for repose--not for exhaustion. But'what the dogmatists on one side and the illib­ eral liberals on the other are apt to overlook is the fact that all men do not rest alike any more than they labor alike, and what will help to save one- may aid in killing another. After the Sunday dinner, then, one should seek rest, innocent recreations, helpful hap­ piness, sleep or read, or go and help instruct and interest a mission school, or visit the sick and suffering, accord­ ing to your needs and your gifts. We Americans haven't yet fully learned the art of domestic enjoyment, any more than the law of service to others. More men ought to relieve their wives of the sole care of young children on Sun­ days, by taking them out to walk or ride, and inviting the mother to go as company, or leaving her at home to en­ joy unmolested a much-needed season of quiet. In suitable weather a por­ tion of the day may be profitably spent out of doors. There is nothing in the example or teachings of Christ--noth­ ing in the nature of His religion, of God's requirements, or of man's needs which declares that the Sabbath can only be kept holy in doors. It is to be honored and hallowed, but its highest observance is a ministration to man's highest needs. We hope and believe that the day will never come when Sun­ day will be secularized or turned into a gay holiday in America, as it is in Eu­ rope ; but the progress made toward a rational Christian enjoyment of the day, within the past fifty years, shows that the superiority of man to the institu­ tion, as proclaimed by the Savior, is coming to be apprehended.--Albany Express. 41 body a taio* aqneal shrieked: "Taifce me out of the thing and smash it over the head of the -- --_ man that brought it here," Swearing and groaning he was lifted from the chair. While Mr. Stephens was in the arms of his negro servant he suddenly stopped swearing. He thought for the first time of the poor inventor, who WM still in tin* room, Turning toward him, Mr. Stephens said, with a gracious wave of the hand: "I crave your pardon, kind sir, for the childish petulance of a miserable In­ valid. I thank you sincerely for your kindness in coming here with this chair, and regret that I do not find it satisfactory."--Washington Cor. Bos­ ton Traveler. MO ..... On the 1 While 1 .. iqwtver, iloreyer, ndf m i<i¥% SVELT BJONEN and Knudson Yen- Norwegian settlers in Northern having quarreled about the ol d pieoe of Government Alex. Stephens* Ability to Swear. When Mr. Stephens first came back to Washington he had it advertised to the world that he was seeking an easy invalid chair, and the result was he was overrun with inventors and their models. I was in Mr. Stephens' room one morning when a red-faced man came in and said he had a chair which he knew would suit Mr. Stephens. The latter bowed with great courtesy, and asked him to bring in the chair. Mr. Stephens looked as pleased as a young child who is about to be handed a new toy. The chair was wheeled in, his two servants lifted him into it, and then its trial began. Mr. Stephens whirled to the right with it, then as suddenly to the left, in djoing this he gave his frail A Chinese Fishing Tillage in California. It was close on the edge of the water; where a little inlet rounded in, below high hills. As we drew near it, the odor of fish came up over the hills, like a smell from something cooking in a vast caldron. The fences, the roek«, the ground--all were covered with shining little fishes spread out to dry; those on the ground being laid on frames of wooden slats: There was only one narrow lane running through the village, and hardly room on that to step l>etween the frames of drying fish. On the roofs of the hovels even, poles were set up, and stretched from corner to eorncr; and on them long lines of fish fluttered in the air, like clothes hung out to dry. Chinamen were run­ ning about emptying big baskets of fish; other Chinamen were spreading them, turning them, raking them apart, gathering up the dry ones and packing them into baskets. The place fairly swarmed with laborers and their imple­ ments ; but all the workers kept steadi­ ly on, as regardless of our presence as though they had been ants on an ant­ hill. Every man, woman and child was hard at work; children that were too small for anything else had babies strapped on their backs, and were carrying them about. Little girls, not more than 8 or 10 years old, were at work industriously clean­ ing the fish, to prepare them for drying. This was a disagreeable sight; it was done in open sheds, where the floor was black and dripping wet with water and the slimy offal of the fish. Here the women sat on high stools, in a squat­ ting posture, with their feet curled up under them, cutting and slashing, strip­ ping the fish, and dropping them into the baskets with as swift a motion as if they were shelling peas. They had the fingers of the left hand rolled up thick­ ly in black rags to protect them against a chance slip of the sharp knife. They chatted and laughed, as if they were engaged in the most agreeable occupa­ tion in the world. There did not seem to be an idle pair of hands in the village. Old men were mending nets, old women putting bait on hooks. The only un­ employed creature we saw was on$ small baby. It would not be possible to give any idea of the way in which the houses, sheds, boats, barrels, poles, nets, bas­ kets, scaffoldings and lumber of all sorts were huddled together on one nar­ row alley not wide enofigh for two wag­ ons to drive abreast. There was not a foot of open ground. Looking down from the hill on the roofs of the houses one would think they all belonged to a single set of walls, roofed at different heights and angles. It was a squalid £U1 Z*. 1J *. • ttiiU DJJUV, X\i Vt\>U1U DWU1 UlipoSBI^ ble for human beings to breathe such air, and sleep in such dark, unventilat- ed hovels for any length of time, with­ out being made ill. Yet there are in this little village nearly 200 people, many of whom have lived there for thir­ ty years in good health. They are di­ vided into three companies, each com­ pany having its leader, who pays wages to the men and women, and has the charge of selling and sending away the fish.--H. H., in St. Nicholas. Might Run of Cattle on the Drive. A large herd of big steers for market were being driven across the country from Muscleshell to Billings, on the Union Pacific railroad, where they were to be shipped on the cars for Chicago. There were about 2,000 head, I should judge, the property of a Mr. De Hass, a very young man. One evening a military camp had been made just ahead of the cattle, and cm the same side of the creek with them, up which the cattle were being driven. A storm was coming up and the cattle exhibited some signs of uneasiness. Mr. De Hass sent word to the military officer that he had better get his men, wagons and animal* on the opposite side of the creek and out of the way, as he feared there was going to be a "night run." The herders were instructed to keep their horses saddled and be ready to mount at a moment's notice. The cattle were very uneasy, getting up, ly­ ing down again, and shifting about as if uncomfortable.- At last, about mid­ night, there came a sharp flash of lightning, followed by a heavy peal of thunder, and in an instant the whole herd were upon their feet. "Mount and whip out," cried De Hass, and the herder who was at the head of the column drove off a few of the leading steers in the direction they were to go. All the others followed, and the herd was soon in full flight. The herders made no effort to check or dontrol them, further than to keep them going straight; they rode at the head of the column, one on each side of them, swung to the right or left, and keeping the trail; bluffs and precipices were avoided, and the open flat ground courted. The run lasted about two hours, when a gorge was- be­ ing neared, in which the cattle would crowd and break their limbs. They were now quite tired, and the herders determined to exert their authority and stop the run. The head of the column was bent out on the prairie, and circled round and round until the cattle be­ came tied up in a huge ball and could not move at all. In this way they were obliged to stay till morning, the herd­ ers riding round and round them, and keeping them completely tied up. At daylight they were allowed to "open out." First, the outer edge scattered, then layer after layer, until the huge pile of beef was once more a herd, graz­ ing as quietly as if nothing had hap­ pened.-- Gen. Brisbin. And, M on the ww banner, ' *' *• ' ! tofan her | it 8*'». twswhir ^Stdoddreamlrif!* seemlnif, • Vi^.: above; looted. f - ifii"' Oft that pilot, i Warbl&l laysoOiope and love. Through thoM took* so brightly flowing Bod* of laurel bloom were blowlnir, And his hand/a MOB were throwing Music from * lyre of gold. ' sirte""ed,"«'K And a rainbow area abided O'er his canvas'snowy fold. Anxious hearts, with fond devqtionjt': Watctaert him Balling to the ocean. , Praying that no wtyol commotion " Midst the elements might rise! , , And he Mtned mow young Apollo . v *•» f Charming mimmer wtodw to foUow,&ta->ti? While the water-flag's corolla * Trembled to hte muHic-sighs. But those purple wave** encb&hted Boiled beside a city haunted By an awful spell that daunted - Kvenr oomer to her shore: Night shade* rank the air encumbel And pale marble statues numbered Latoa-eaters, where they nlumber< And awoke to life no more. Then there rushed with lightning quickness O'er his faoe a mortal rfekhero. And death-dews In fearful thlckneMS (fathered o'er hi* temples fair;.. And there swept a mournful murmur ^ Through the lovely southern aummir, As the beantkras pilot comer Perished by the city there. <' V; Still rolls on that radiant river, And the sun unbinds its quiver, J »: Or the starlight streams torever ^.,.V"&'• On its bosom,as before; But that vessel's rainbow banner Greets no more the say savannah, And that pilot's Into drops manna . " On the purple waves--no morfl •* 5 IN THE In a State of Mind. It is proper to suppress the fact that it is a Michigan editor who writes this Next week, however, we propose to prove--not simply to call the names-- by facts and figures, that --•-- is a vil­ lain, a liar, an arrant demagogue, a law­ breaker, a defamer of religion, an as­ sociate of drunkards and thugs,a saloon­ keeper and a trustee of a chureh. IF you have any faith, give me, for heaven's sake, a share of it! Your doubts you may keep to yourself, for I have plenty of my The editor of the Studborough Dai­ ly Argus was a small, squat, clean­ shaven man, with long straight hair so scrupulously flattened down and so carefully trimmed at the ends that it al­ most looked as though it might have been woven. Evidently a weak man this editor, yet a weak man who was striving with all his might to be strong. There was a look of indecision about his eyes; his cheeks were pale and flabby; around his mouth there was not a single decis­ ive line. Acting always under the in­ spiration of the proprietor of the Ar­ gus, he was constantly pondering as to how he might make others believe that the intructions which he issued were given oh his own sole responsibility. There was a sort of wavering perempt- oriness in his manner. He liked to do peremptory things. If he asked a ques­ tion of any of his subordinates it was in a style which seemed to say: "Yes, I know what the answer shotud be. My own mipd is quite made up. I merely tfished to see whether there is spy sim­ ilar power of decision in yours." The editor of the Studborough Daily Argus had a peremptory thing to do on the morning on Which Ve made his acquaintance* He was putting himself in a proper frame of mind to do it with effect. He carefully smoothed out the morning papers on their separate piles. He arranged the morning letters under a paper-weight. He adjusted his blot­ ting-pad. He took up his pen, bit the end of the holder viciously, and then placed it by the side flhis desk. Then he rang a bell, and a bov n.nnaara^_ "Is Mr. Rosewarne come?" "Don't know, sir; I will go and see." "If he is in his room, please to tell him that I desire a few moments' con­ versation." The boy disappeared, and a few min­ utes afterward there was a knock at the door, and a tall, bearded man of about 35 walked into the editor's room. "Good morning, Mr. Rosewarne," said the editor of the Stuborough Dai­ ly Argus. i "Good morning, sir," said Rosewarne. ' "I wish to speak to you on a matter that you may consider of some import­ ance. Pray sit down." Mr. Rosewarne sat down and waited for the editor to proceed. "During the late election, Mr. Rose­ warne," the editor of the Argus went on to say, "you used a great deal of your private influence in favor of Mr. Drake." • "I recommended such of the electors as I could influence to split their votes between the two Liberal candidates." "It did not strike you to inquire whether your employer, the proprietor of this journal, might care for Mr. Drake as a colleague in the representa­ tion of the borough ?" "No, it did not. I concluded that he no longer desired the representation to be divided between the two parties. In any case I should have considered it my duty to assist in keeping out the Tory." "Well, we will not discuss that, Mr. Rosewarne; I see that we should not be likely to agree. However, it is of no consequence. What I sent for you to say is that we are about to make some rearrangements in our staff. Mr. Mac- culloch, who has written BO many of our leaders during the election, while you have been in such important disa­ greement with us, is to receive a perma­ nent engagement. We have no post that would suit him so well as yours. Recently you have not given us so much satisfaction as of old. Believe me that I say this with the deepest regret. It has been decided' that your engage­ ment with us shall terminate." James Rosewarne had been Bitting with his elbow on the table, his head bent downward, his eyes tracing the pattern of the carpet on the floor. He now rose to his feet, with the blood mantling to his forehead, and looked savagely at the editor of the Studbor­ ough Argus, who was tracing geomet­ rical figures on his blotting pad with a quill pen. For a moment it looked as if there would be an explosion, but Rosewarne gained control of himself, gripped a book which lay close to his hand, and merely said: "When?" "Well, Mr. Rosewarne," said the ed­ itor of the Studborough Argus, "we have no wish to treat you harshly We-" "Oh, never mind all that!" said Rose­ warne. "When do you wish me to go?" "As Mr. Macculioch is ready to com mence his labors, it would be well, ] think, if you could go at onee. Still, ,1-" J ames Rosewarne turned on his heel and was going toward the door. | ^ "Allow me to say," pursued the editor, "that personally 1 am extremely sorry that our connection has come to an end. You will see the cashier, of course. He has been instructed to hand ypu a quar- terV Hilary. And if we should be able to assist you in any way--" Ihit Jnmes Rosewarne hadslammed the floor behind him and was gone. stday-heartedto wn. and tall < •-•fir--. •.*..- • . . a Studborough Is a grim', hard-looking, - - 4 M - ItjsfttU<>f or a grî M*are, or * pl̂ «f canton ground anywhere between iĵ oeMtbr and its oircumference. Nobody would live there by ohbioe, only tof neoesaity. . James Rosewarne was to live in Stud­ borough no longer. To terminate his connection with the Argus was to ban­ ish him from the scene of eight years' hard work and struggle. There was no other newspaper in that district with which, his opinions being what they were, he could ally himself. This was the first thought that struck him when his interview with the editor came to an end. He was very angry. He walked toward his home on the out­ skirts with long, rapid strides. Then, as his heat cooled, his pace moderated, and he began to consider his future. What must be his next step ? "It is probable," he considered, "that there is, somewhere on the surface of the globe, a special little corner for each of us, if we could only find it. But square pegs are being continually fitted into round holes. I am one of the square pegs, I suppose, and the square holes are in a minority. For every vacant post that I could fill there will be a hundred appli­ cants or so. I have no qualities that will mark me out specially from the rest. I can do my work, perhaps, as well as the other ninety-nine, but prob­ ably not a whit better than any of them. The prospect is about as unpromising as it could possibly be." Before he reached home he had suc­ ceeded in reasoning himself into a state of heavy despondency. He walked up to his door with a lagging step and a cloud on his face and an unaccustomed bend of the shoulders. "Here's dada!" shouted his little daughter, as she ran toward him, but he merely patted her soft, smooth oheek and took her little hand, and said nothing. Then he glided up to his own room, among his books, and once more took stock of the situation. He was not a bold or a self-confident man, that is certain. Now that the ladder which he had been climbing had broken under him, he felt crushed and hopeless. How would his wife bear the blows? That was the question which he kept putting to himself. He was afraid she would bear it ill. By and by he heard a light footstep on the stairs, and he pretended to be busy in the arrangement of his books. His wife stole behind him with a girl's playfulness and placed her hands over his eyes. It was an old joke and he endeavored to laugh at it. Then he turned round, laid his hands on her shoulders and azed tenderly into her eyes. Finally e drew her head toward him and played with her 6oft, wavy hair. "Something is the matter with yon, James," she said; "what is it?" "I am a little tired, Annie." "And what else ?" He stood looking at her, playing with the wavy hftir, saying nothing. "Japiesj have you left the Argus?" she inquired, leaping to conclusions, fron^ the expression of his face. ; • ^ - "Yes, Annie." " te-'-V'i; She looked strioken for a mometHs, as one who knew not what evil was to fol­ low. Then, seeing how sad he was, she laid her arm on his great shoulders and said: "Well, never mind, J ames; there are just as good fish in the sea as ever came out of it." There was a little trepidation in her voice, but evidently she meant to be brave. Her words and manner- con­ tained just that bit of comfort which James Rosewarne wanted. He was able to think of the future now, if not with more hope, at least with less fear. And what shall you do, James?" she asked, after a while. I think I must go to London, Annie." And that is what you have been dreaming of all your life," she said. It is come to pass at last. Why, James, ! am almost glad, for your sake, that the Argus has treated you so ill."; HI. James Rosewarne had been a month in London and his prospects were not appreciably better than when he came. What few introductions he had been able to procure had been of no service to him. They did not come from per­ sons of sufficient influence, or they were addressed to the wrong men. He had provided himself with speci­ mens of nis work, and he found that they were useless. He could not get access to editors, or editors would not look at his specimens if he did. They were full of the world's affairs; they were influencing ministries, molding public opinion, controlling the nation!s destinies; they had no time to spare for James Rosewarne. When he went to a newspaper office, and stated his desire to see Mr. A. or Mr. B. or Mr. C., a small slip of paper was handed him, and on this he was ex­ pected to write down his name and his business. The slip of paper was elevat­ ed to the upper story by means of a square box and a string, and then the porter was informed through a tube that Mr. A. or Mr. B. or Mr. C. was en­ gaged. James Rosewarne had been intro­ duced to one editor by an acquaintance, and this gentleman had got rid of him by giving him a note to another editor, rho was sorry that he had no present demand for his services. Once, by the help of the slip of paper and the square box with a string, he was brought into communication with a newspaper proprietor who "personally conducted," like Mr. Cook. This was a tall, thin, grizzled man, who talked incessantly for a quarter of an hour about the political situation and the stupidity of the Government, and then asked his tisitor what his business ht bp. ames Rosewarne explained. "Well," said the newspaper proprie­ tor, "I might be able to take something from you. What we want is something that is crisp and strong; abundant play of the fancy, you know; lively imagina­ tion, sparkling wit." The newspaper proprietor said this with a comprehensive wave of the hand, as if he were signifying that a constant supply of these qualities was kept on stock in the room. Rosewarne went home and wrote an article. Then he wrote it over again. Then he wrote it a third time. Two days afterward it came back with the intimation that it was not crisp and strong enough. He wrote another ar­ ticle, and it had not sufficient play of fancy; a third, and it was deficient in imagination and wit. Gradually he was sinking into a con­ dition of dull misery and self-distrust, and all the while he' was writing hope­ ful letters home, cheering with delusive words the heart that was brooding over him, longing after him, praying for him and believing in his success. "So many papers, such a vast num­ ber of men employed them, and no room for me, / r*" -'J ThatWMthe . ad MAMmI «u names of fciit ft dossen newspapers on every other dfeor. He had made two or three friends, who gave him abundant advice. "If a man can be trusted, if he air ways has his ' copy' in in time, and if he can turn his hand to a thing or two he is sure to be successful in London! Always have your ' copy' in in fcimo 0l<i man,* said one of these, encouragingly James Rosewarne smiled, and said that any one who would take his "copy" might certainly depend upon having'it in time; but that man had yet to be found. "There are at least twenty men com­ ing to London every Wrek," said an­ other, more considerately. "Not one of them has a chance of succeeding un­ less he can do something a great deal better than any one else. Can you do good descriptive work, Rosewarne? Can you teach your grandmother how to Buck eggs? If you oaa, why, go about and see life. Go down into Shoreditch, or Millwal], or Ratcliff Highway; or go up in a balloon. These things have all been done? Yes; but you come with fresh eyes. What is worn tfnt to us will be novel to vou. You will put a new fsce on familiar things, and you will succeed. One-half of the world is alwajs willing to )>e taught how the other half lives, and it takes a great many lessons Without making much progress toward know.- edge." It was excellent advice, and James Rosewarne deoided to act upon it. From thenceforth he spent much time in places with very shady reputations. IT. "How many plain, unvarnished faces of men do we look at, unknowing of murder behind those eyes!" The words are Thackeray's. They had come into James Rosewarne's mind in some " 'longshore" wanderings in the* neighborhood of Limehouse. Not that the faces of most of the men whom he had encountered were either unvarn­ ished or plain. On the contrary, they generally shone with grease and dirt and perspiration, and were scored all over with the signs of vice and evil pas­ sions and rude living. It was the faces that he noticed most--cruel, mean faces, with weak chins and scowling eyes, and great mouths and ears, and small foreheads matted over with hair. Hon­ est men enough, the owners of many of them, no doubt, but not prepossessing. Rosewarne had wandered about for a great part of the day, observing, questioning, making notes. He was getting very tired; his head ached, his feet seemed getting too large for his boots; but he would see it all out, this peculiar show that interested him so irsi'.ch. Matter for Jvn article! There was matter for a book. It was getting dark. He heard a hur­ ried, disorderly tramp behind him. Then he saw a gang of youth, some of them armed with leather belts, some with sticks, some with clubs with lead at the end. They came along toward him, and he grasped his own stick more firmly. As the leaders of the gang passed him they looked into his face. Others lingered for a while, as if wait­ ing for a signal. Then he heard words of consultation. "What cove's that?" said one. "Looks fly," said a third. "Detective, p'r'aps," said another. This view of James Rosewarne's char- sycouroa w mvvv mww proval, for there was a shrill whistle, and the gang passed on. A policeman, with a slow, heavy tread, approached him, scanned him narrowly, and fol­ lowed in the wake of the gang. After going a few yards he turned, passed Rosewarne again, seemed to be satisfied, and went on out of sight. It is not usual for well-dressed men to venture alone in such a neighborhood after dark, and the policeman was suspicious. Clearly, however, the stranger meant no harm. James Rosewarne wandered by the riverside uivtil far in the night, among boats and mud and slime and rotting quays and ruined buildings and dismal streets. He had no intention of staying out so long, but the place had made a weird impression on him, which, in his present mood, he enjoyed. Wandering by the riverside at night-time seemed a proper employment for a man who could find Nothing better to do. He seemed to fall into strange sympathy with his odd circumstances; and before his eyes there rose pictures of his pleas­ ant home at Studborough and of the wife who had that day written a letter to cheer him, and of the little dark- eyed daughter, wno, as that letter said, made continual inquiry, as to "when dada would come home." He was passing some quaint gabled houses that looked mysteriously pic­ turesque in the moonlight. A lamp at the corner shot a ray of light downward and showed him his own loneliness. A man came out of one of the alleys that led from the street and again disap­ peared. Then the silenee was rent by the shrill scream of a woman. The man again came out of the illey breath­ less. Come and lend us a hand, will you, guv'nor? She's fell down stairs and hurt herself." James Rosewarne did not stop to consider, but followed the man into the dark alley to give what help he could ̂ The Coroner was holding inquest at Lambeth. Twelve good men and true were seated round a table at the Blue Dragon. They had just been to the mortuary in the parish church-yard, where, in a deal coffin, painted black, and with a pane of glass in the lid, they saw the body of a man, black, bruised, sodden, dead, as the doctors declared, for at least fourteen days. The body had been picked up just above Waterloo bridge by two barge­ men. Their barge was floating up sideways with the tide, and they were smoking the pipe of peace. One of them noticed a black patch in the water, about five yards away. „ "What's that?" said he to his mate. _ The mate took his pipe out of his mouth and looked in the direction of the black patch. "Looks like a head,"he said. "Another o' them suicides, I reckon. I suppose we shall have to pull it out. Reach us a boat-hook." "I dunno about pulling it out," said the mate. "What do they pay for them things?" "Five bob, and half a crown for evi­ dence." "Well, if you want my opinion, it had better be left where it is. For that 5 bob we shall have to oome down from Battersea." "Well, it'll be a bit of a trip. Let's have it out," and, grasping a boat- hook, the bargeman began to reach out toward the black patch in the water. The passengers waiting for the boat •whm. 4 de*d body w*» lmnfl^bt ashore. The jurymen viewed H aaatNya* a mat­ ter of form. The evidence given be­ fore them in the Blue Dragon amounted to this: Two bargemen had found the body and brought it ashore. It was the third in a week. Two policemen testified thai it was respectably clothed; that the pockets were enspir; that th? HofHwn twined no books "or papers or other means of identification, and that the linen was marked J. R. Two doctors were of opinion that the body had been in the water for fqlly a fortnight. It must have floated up and down with the tide. There was. a wound across the forehead; another, two inches deep, under the shoulder blade; and a third under the right side. As to whether the wounds had been made before or after death, there was a difference of opinion. One doctor said before, and another doctor said after. The body had been so long in the wa­ ter that it was really impossible to .as­ certain the truth. Well, gentlemen," said the smiling iea and Coroner to the twelve good men true, "this is one of those cases of which we have had sadly too many of late. A body is found in the water, and there is not the least jot of evi­ dence to show how it got there; nor does there seem to be any chance of identification. Our duty, I think, is tolerably clear. Tins man may have been murdered, or he may have com­ mitted suicide. We must leave further investigation to the police. Your ver­ dict, I suppose, will be ' found drowned?'" The jury was unanimously of opinion that this was the only verdict possible under the circumstances; so the body, which was dressed in linen marked J. R., was buried by the parish, with the keeper of the mortuary for chief mourner, and a paragraph in the news­ papers for epitaph. • tt ' -- • V »/ . / ; VI. "Yes, that is the wery curiousest case as Fve ever encountered." The speaker was leaning his elbow on the counter of the Blue Dragon, and addressing himself to a gentleman who was seated on a stool by his side. Tve kept that there mprtuary ever since it was opened, and I was sexton to the parish for many a year before that. Why, I dug lots of them graves as you was a-looking at this morning, sir--lots on 'em I dug; but in all my experience I never did know a case like that. "Why, that lady, sir--I always calls her a lady, because you can easily see as she is such--that lady, sir, she have a been coming here every day almost for six months or more. At first she gave me, two or three coppers every time she come. Then it fell to a penny. Then it fell to nothin'. Money was goin', sir, and she was gettin' thinner, and her face--it were always a sweet face, and it's a sweet face now--were gettin' more of the look of dead-an'-gone sorrow on it. "She goes round to all the mortur- ries, does that lady, and a fine job it is. She walks it all, sir, every step of the way. Sometimes she comes here first,' and sometimes she goes to Golden lane first, and sometimes she goes to Batter- sea first. Wonder it hasn't killed her? So do I. But it is killin' her--killin: her just as surely as if somebody was a-squeezin' at her heart an' tightenin! ins giip wrciy cUijrV ---- "How does she do when she sees a body ? Why, at first she fainted when she see'd them black coffins laid out in the morturry. Then when she came round she put her hand to her side, and sort a crep up to where the bodies were lying. The first she saw she gave a quick shudder an' fainted away again. She's gettin' more used to it now; but she always creeps up in a kind o' fear, and when she turns away one can see the tears in her eyes. I believe she would be glad if she could find him she's seeking for in one of them coffins. She's so bent on finding him that she'd rather find him dead than not at all. "Yes, sir, she did tell me her name, and she told me her story. Her hus­ band corned up to London 'cos what he was doing where he belonged had been stopped off somehow. They were very fond of each other, and he wrote her s few letters saying he was going to do ever*o well in London; and then she never heard anything of him any more. His name was Rosewarne, sir. He was something on the press, she says; and he came from somewhere in the Nor^,* --Tinsley's Magazine. ^ ,, • •' *. i f . i f ,i0:. K v " Razors Made for Fighting Purposes. The Sheffield razor trade has been very brisk for nearly two years, and the razor forgers are agitating, though in a very friendly way, for an advance of 10 per cent, in wages. A "sport" was given to the razor trade in a singular way just before the Egyptian war. On the soldiers' kits being examined it was found that they were deficient in razors, knives and forks. A large firm m Sheffield were asked by the Govern­ ment to make several thousand razors in a certain time. The firm replied that they could supply from stock if the Government would take the ordinary pattern; but the authorities insisted on having their own army razor. The order was then divided, and the numer­ ous forgers, who work at little wheels in the Rivelin valley and other sub­ urban parts, were offered 3d. per dozen more to get the work out on time. The offer was accepted, and the soldiers had their razors in time. In the days of the late Mr. Roebuck, a Sheffield manufacturer made the re­ mark iu his presence that the British soldier shaved himself with a razor which was delivered, in case, at 4£d. to 5fd. Mr. Roebuck expressed Some incredulity, but the manufacturer whipped one out of his pocket and showed it to the honorable gentleman, who took possession of it. The chief cause of the present activity in the razor trade is the sudden change in the American demand, which is now all for hollow-backed razors. Another kind is made, not for shaving, but for razor fights. It is very loose in the blade, which can be suddenly thrown back, and held between the fingers for a dash at the face. This razor . is said to be used almost entirely by negroes, and large numbers are sent to the United States. The Sheffield water is said to be essential to the making of good razors. Several years ago a com­ pany of razor griders who went to America took a barrel of Sheffield water with them; but the barrel, of course, could not last forever. Whatever the cause, the making of razors remains a specialty of Sheffield manufacturers^ and almost a monopoly. --LotkI&H Times. A CHICAGO plumber recently com­ mitted suicide. It is not the first in­ stance of a man not being able to stand prosperity. \'