V.*, ̂ .VML flutter sef PsMisMr. ILLINOIS bV# THE SNOW AXGKK. dsnssd that wiater gtght; xwgi rant with «tM light; > rated faah faoiith and Christina* tree W bejls and mirth were nanght; ...tftfefeer]}oy vu fraught. watted aatifthe nests were eon*; Willed todfemm hh drmm Hon*; And the nlRht wore on. I k'>- •• e he ntsnds tn the client nijrht: f-.y i.i the enow in the village sqtotie? de for chisrL a atatue white ' hi crystal QO*rry ri es fair. it, tm tho stars to trnide hi* j tma«« obey* his soolV conim _ ... iky Is dropped with fleecy law The starx crow p»lc in the early da Bat the lad tolls on. 3*4 "v?r llm " AndlOl to the mom the people cime .'. TO (OUR at th> wondrous vision there; .-viiad tMy called it, "Tbe Angel," dlTlathg Its Por tt cam ̂ In silence and nnawan. . jrtaeemedna mortal band had wrought j-fifte uplifted face of prayerful thOBgat: Bot it* fMttoKi wanted ben **t h tbe1* eta; C Its life went out ere the « ay was don*; • t: And the lad dreamed on. Ilad his dream w»i this: In the yean to be : i 1 will carve the Ansel In lasting stone; 'While othrn sleep IwUl find a way throach the night to the light of day. hereVnothinc aeatrcd be eath star or snn Which patient cetilas has not won. Aad the bey tolled on. » co by. Hefc*« wrought with might; i tnunea ranomi In the 1 »rrt ot ait: > thought tmiiMiiil that Christmas night . __ cent lta pL*c*> In the acnlp or'n heart; And the dream of tbe boy. that melted away - 4a thelteiit ef the pen that winter day, V"" v ' •' !• embodied at laet in end nring s tone, ~ Saow Angel la amrbic--hw purpose won; ; •V '• . ? And the mm to Is on. * " ^ Wallace Bruce, in Harper's MagaxttK GWYME LEFT. M f - •» K->! •« >n years ago to-night! Yet *lr>|K Ktroelj know what made it nil come •jN>ek ao vividly, unless it was tbe child ibis evening. Yon heard her, did you "No, I did not; at least. I don't know rUiat I heard her say anything in par ticular," I replied. "By the way--yes! Po you mean what she said of her mother's voioe? Was that it O wynne?" ' As I spoke a look of pain and sorrow gassed over my dear old chum's face. We had been together to a theater with little 16-year-old daughter, May, and the child, tired ont with excite ment had fallen asleep as we drove kome. When the servant opened the the brougham door, G wynne hod check- id hint, saying: "Mind the child is sleep- 'jr ^g." A voioe outside repeated his •ords, adding, in a horse, weary voice: • Don't wake her, poor child; waking _< and grief, will come soon enough." As J. We stepped from the carriage I noticed • woman draw quickly back into the Shadow. Gwynne and May never saw Iter, bnt the child had, while half sleep* . lag. caught her words, for when we /front inside, and she said good-night >• the landing to her father and myself, »lilie alluded laughingly to her sleep in JJ* fhe brougham, adding that just as she tfok« aha was dreaming of her mother . ij^rho said something about waking and :':?i||rief. "Consequenoe of dissipating at a .{Trench melodrama, child," smiled her ^gaftlter, as he kissed her, before turning %ith me into the smoking room for a • final pipe and chat 0%| "Y«s, you are right, old fellow," said 'Gwynne, in reply to my question; "it jras that set me thinloitK.. God help child. Poor, hapjpy, bright little ijr! She has been taught to believe mother dead, and may Bhe never tOWotherwise! Yet when I think of >r, and what and where her mother Igljttay be--unless, which God grant! she under the sod--I feel like a devil! _ jForgiye me, dear old fellow; bear with ine, and let me ease my heart, and then , never again. You were in Canada ;ff frhen I married, and I don't think you *4 #ver saw Clara--my wife. To me she ' : %M the loveliest woman on earth, and ;j$i| Was simply madly in love with her. : *3Iadly is the only word. I could think of nothing but her, could live for noth ing but her. I poured all I had, name, s JiOBor, life, and fortune, into her lap, ;|)risbing them tenfold more valuable ;1 "ior her sake, and rejoicing to think how fafelj she would keep them all. Ah, jgjpetlf She seemed to return it; she .•.yWas tender, gentle, coaxing, and appar- , fenUv quite happy. I "This lasted for two years; still, I ?ft||UKi never been a oareful fellow, and •-* every whim of my little lady's must be fpratifiecL So the increase of pay was Icome, and as Clare seemed to like notion of India, and the doctors all I the heat would suit her, we vent. ?he life did suit her, and she was the , Tightest and prettiest of a bright set. i, • £Then the child came. She did not get •;ir. '"I Prer that well, and I dreaded the plains - -* Ifor her in the hot season; so I settled •he and the child should go to the hills, -- -.where I secured the prettiest house I .»•"uycouldhear of for her and promised to ; .,<,Jollow as quickly as I could. She was ather annoyed at having to go alone, tinting that it was more want of will han want of power to go with her. ;i; * ^ rSlie said, too, that I was growing stingy - „. aQ<l didn't want the expense, 'for, of mm®*0™* dear>* she said, in her pretty, S 5 ^childish voice (how painfully like it v. " ̂ May's is sometimes), 'if you don't come % I »ball be a quiet, solemn "grass widow." Besides, I shall have no horses!' This referred to a difference we had had about a pair of Arabs she had wished for, but of whose temper I had not felt certain, and whose price was sufficiently long to stagger even my loving folly. "I saw her off, and returned to'my empty home to dream of our meeting ,in a month. At the door I met the "H horse dealer to whom the Arabs be- longed. He came to offer them to a • * rich native. 'Mrs. Gwynne seemed to wish them so, sir, that I thought I'd , , give you the last chance.' I thought of Clare's face if she got those coveted J ponies (she dearly loved horses), and »*sbed across my mind that Geoffrevs (ifji'", . t'h: official at the station, had offered me .i % round sum to take his work, and let > leave- This I had refused, - /lb*tnowI thoaght, 'If I take it, good- ,!,. -S f0r n?° b,lt the child ft* for me but her toy; und, after all, poor lijbtla WomaB, she will be the happier lUQdstronger;as forme, of course I fool it, bnt then that's not much r.' Yon see, even then I had a fled, half-unconscious feeling the coveted plaything would more l make up to Clare for my absence, is I had my reward. I handed over to the dealer, who dispatched horses that same day to the hills, leant off the note to Geoffreys bound me to the plains for all ng hot summer. In a short time | an ecstatic letter from Clare, me for my kindness for the short, for everything. The that stnng me was that in f* possessing the longed-for seemed to overlook the price for (hem--that long summer in ~ ¥ j \ JiU v- IL:. 4^4^: the pta&k : twt a^oMW* andit was a lhwiuA^tild's letter. "Tim* pASMi. X^Mhr post I got fond, flattering little letter*, chronic ling the daily ad ventures of hemlf and the child---of their harmless, inno cent, happy life, which obeered and helped me through the long weary data, for I was weary. The heat near ly killed me; I hadn't a sou] to speak to, and bnt for those fond, foolish, desrly-prisned letters of hers I believe I showkl fiave nnd^r. Homo time on the governor passed through our station on his way from the h\Us, •nd of course we all turned ont in bur best to receive him. He was an old friend of my father's and greeted me very warmly, though, as I could not help fancying, anxiously. " 'Where's your wife, Frank?' " 'At the hills, sir; I couldn't keep her and the child down here through the heat.' " 'Why, didn't yon go up with them, then ?' "I remained silent. I didn't care to confess that money stood in my way, for ho knew my means as well as I did. "'Are you hard up, lad? Shouldn't be, of course; but young men will be young men, and I suppose you thought every wish of your pretty wife's must oome true? Now, lad, you look pretty seedy enough for anything. Take a month's leave, and be off to the hills and look after the wife and the child. Til be banker.' "Touched by his kindness, I explain ed to him that I had money now, but could not leave my work, undertaken to refill my empty purse. He still in sisted on my going to the hills, and by his determination overcame every ob stacle, and soon I was en route. "Now I can see the cause of his anx iety. Then I referred it simply to my health, which was honestly in as bad a way as it looked, and thought he packed me off for that reason. The journey did me good. I was in wild spirits: I was going to see my wife and the child, and I had Clare's last letter put into my hnnds as I started, full of loving re grets over my absence, and of bright anticipation of our meeting on her re turn from the hills. I had sent word of my change of plans, and amused my self on my journey with thinking over her pleasure at my coming, and with reading over her letters, and, fool that I was, I kissed over and over again the likeness which rested in a locket next my heart. God help me! it hangs there yet Look, there's the face that beguiled me. Do you wonder so muoh now at my infatuation?" So saying he drew a locket from his breast, and, opening it, showed me the portrait of a young girl. Perfectly beautiful it certainly was not but I could fancy that dainty face, with its dark eyes dancing with fun, its pale, ruby lips and bright expression, set in a frame of wavy golden-brown hair, might be a thousandfold more bewitch ing than the statuesque perfection. I Siid as much. "Yes," he went on; "there she is, poor little witch! Thank God! May has not one feature of hers! I should hate tbe child, I think, if she had. Well, I pushed on rapidly, and reached my destination next evening, ^obody met me that I knew on the road but one man, and he seemed aghast at see ing me. A few minutes brought me to the home I had so carefully prepared for my darling. It was to the full as dainty as I had wished it to be--even in my haste.I noticed that; but all was still, and disappointment came over me as it flashed across me that my letter announcing my coming had miscarried, and that. Clare was away. At this mo ment a child's cry struck me, and hop* ing to get some information from the ayah, I followed the sound. In a bed room, alone, lay a child--mine, with not a soul in the house with it I caught it in my arms and tried to still its cries and its fears, while looking vainly for the nurse. A light step on the veranda made me turn, and there stood the wife of an old friend, Yal Temple's wife, in short "'O, Major Gwynne! Are you here? Captain Dashwood, the man I had met on the road, told me of your arrival, and I hurried over to warn--to stop you.' "I suppose my face scared her, for she stopped. 'My wife! Where is Clare? Is anything wrong?' "She caught the child from my arms --it was quiet now--and laid it on the bed; then turned, and with gentle force pushed me into a seat "The story was soon told. My wife had fled that day with one whom till that hour I had trusted as a brother. Alarmed at my unexpected coming, and knowing how short a stay would suffice to enlighten me as to the kind of 'grass-widowhood1 she had led (alas for those letters), she had fled, leaving her child to its fate, and me, who would have risked body and soul for her, to my misery. "Well, it's no use making a long story of it Twenty-four hours up there taught me how well meant had been the old chiefs kindness I broke up the establishment--the pretty Arabs had carried their runaway mistress and her lover to the first stage!--and gave the child to the kindly care of Yal Temple's good little wife, who took her home to England with her own, and gave her over to my dear old mother's charge, where she has been ever since. I left the service, and the life I have lived since then--heaven help me!-- you know pretty welL Of Clare I never saw more. She and her com panion left India. I traced them to Italy, but there I lost sight of thom. A few years since I heard casually that he had turned up in England alone; had married; settled down, and died in the odor of respectability ;but of Clare's fate not a word. "There, tliaf s my story, and the ex planation of why I left the Service I so dearly loved, which I have often heard you and others wonder over. What are you going? Well, good-night, dear old fellow; don't think the worse of me for this dreary yarn. You've done me good, though I'll have a stiffish time before it's muoh use of my turning in, worse luck." As I passed into the street one of those figures only too common in all large towns was crouching in the porch. A policeman conning by bade her "move on," and as the poor creature flitted further into the darkness, I recognized her as the woman who had echoed Gwynne'* words so strangely at the carriage door. Somehow the face' seemed familiar to mo in an uncanny, strango way; but it was not until the next day I realized that it was a faded famine-stricken versibn of th» face in Gwynne's locket. aoiK)r»eMi|Mw«l witif Mr.Webrter,no comaM author prior to have read his disoonWMtad it': but' r&ttnr tn&irtk as "Web ster*s Untbridffed Diotisakiaf, or Bow One Word Ijea to Another," will agree with me that he was smart. Mo ah never lacked far c word by which ts expMM himself. He was a brainy man and a good speller. . * It would ill become me at this late day to criticise Mr. Webster's great work---a work that is now in almost every library, school-room, and count ing-house in the land. It is a great book. I only hope that had Mr. Web ster lived he .would have been equally fair in his criticism of my books. I hate to compare my own books with those of Mr. Webster, because it may seem egotistical in me to point out the good points in my literary labors; but I have often heard it said, and so do not state it solely upon my own re sponsibility, that Mr. Webster's book does not retain the interest of the road er all the way through. He has tried to introduce too many characters, and so we cannot follow them all the way through. It is a good book to pick up and while away the idle hour with, perhaps, but no one would cling to it at night till the fire went out, chained to the thrilling plot and the glowing career of its hero. Therein consists the great difference between Mr. Webster and myself. A friend of mine at Sing Sing once wrote me that from the moment he got hold of my book he never left his room until he finished it He seemed chained to the spot, he said, and if you can't be lieve a convict, who is entirely out of politics, who in the name of George Washington can you believe? Mr. Webster was most assuredly a brilliant writer, and I have discovered in his later editions 118,000 words, no two of which are alike. This shows great fluency and versitility, it is true, but we need something else. The reader waits in vain to be thrilled by the author's wonderful word-painting. There is not a thrill in the whole tome. I had heard so much of Mr. Webster that when I read his book 1 confess I was disappointed. It is cold, method ical, and dispassionate in the extreme. As I said, however, it is a good book to pick up for the purpose of whiling away an idle moment, and no one should start out on a long journey without Mr. Webster's tale in his pock et It has broken the monotony of many a tedious trip for me. Mr. Webster's "Speller" was a work of less pretensions, perhaps, and yet it had an immense sale. Eight years ago this book had reached a sale of 40,000,000, and yet it had the same grave defect It was disconnected, cold, prosy, and dull. I read it for years, and at last became a close stu dent of Mr. Webster's style, yet I never found but one thing in his book, for which there seems to have been such a perfect stampede, that was even ordi narily interesting and that was a little gem. It was so thriljjng in its details, and so diametrically different from Mr. Webster's style that I have often won dered who he got {o write it for him. It related to the discovery of a boy by an elderly gentleman in the crotch of an ancient apple tree, and the feeling of bitterness and animosity that sprang up at the time between the boy and the elderly gentleman. Though I have been a close student of Mr. Webster's for years, I am free to say, and I do not wish to do an in justice to a great man in doing so, that his ideas of literature and my own are entirely dissimilar. Possibly his book has a little larger sale than mine, but that makes no difference. When I write a book it must engage the inter est of the reader, and show some plot to it. It must not be jerky in its style and startling in its statementa I know it is a great temptation to write a book that will sell, but we should have a higher object than that. I do not wish to do an injustice to a man who has done so much for the world, and one who could spell the longest word without hesitation, but I speak of these things just as I would expect people to criticise my work. If we aspire to monkey with the litterati of the day we must expect to be crit- cised. That's the way I look at it BILL NYE. P. S.--I might also state that Noah Webster was a member of the Legis lature of Massachusetts at one time, and though I ought not to throw it up to him at this date, I think it nothing more than right that the public should know the truth. BILL NYR. THE dome of St. Peter's at Rome has been under repair for eleven years, and the work is only just finished. The whole of the vast cupola has been re covered with lead, chiefly given by pious Spaniards. EDUCATION may not prevent crime, but it is a crime to prevent education. cisco Chrbtiide, .... .. J«M!*gh #6 ft seems ^ trouble itself ._*iMi»tban to sfe btlraiMa to keep star- door independently of Ilka Cor., San Fran- Gardening in Alaska. Socially and from an agricultural point of view Alaska at^ present does not present a particularly* attractive ap pearance. Not only are its towns few in number, but they are far from being attractive or thickly populated, and one can not but foel that a prolonged existence at one of the settlements would be a hardship compared with which almost any other would amount to nothing. As for agriculture an honest statement must be that there is none now, while an equally honest opinion must admit that there may be farms and gardens and products, if land is ever properly tilled and if proper at tention is ever given the business. Talking with the different inhabitants, one can not discover that the soil of Alaska is at fault for the non-product iveness, but rather that proper atten tion lias never been given the question of gardening. At Wrangell there are a few tracts of land which have been cultivated and which yield the more common and hardy vegetables, and one farm in particular, which lias been worked by the mission-school Indians, has made a most creditable showing. At Juneau, a new and ragged-looking village, around which are the largest and most promising mines in the terri tory, there are several small gardens surrounding the different houses, in which such vegetables as cabbage, beans, and potatoes are raised with more or less ease in considerable abun dance. Tho greatest difliculty, so far, has been that the underground vegeta bles such as potatoes, turnips, beets, and carrots, absorb too much of the moisture which the soil contains. But this trouble, as I have often been as sured, can easily be obviated by a sys tem of drainage. At Sitka one sees more gardens, small, to be sure, and carelessly attended to, but in which there is a large and good assortment of vegetables, evincing a growth which, although not rank, is surely encour aging to those who believe that Alaska can grow enough products to more than meet the demands of its possible popu lation. That the country will ever be come noted as an agricu tural regiou in particular, or .that it will even become a distributing center of cereals, fruits, and vegetables, no one expeots and no lone really hopes. The question is Clinreh-Golne la the Hiffh)as4h ' tHa' Hig|jia,niU, 'as at heme, tho orthodox Ptw|»yierian, like Longfel low's village uweksmith, "goes on Sun day to ohureh" with the whole of his family--at t*# once. He does not however, appeir to hold himself bound much further, in that line. He does not for ex dfljB m it sinful to take a walk on Sunday afternoon. But he would not on any account be seon row ing on the loch at that time, or on that paftioular day. He will not give Satan the chanca of providing mischief for his idle hands to do, but he is not so chary about exercising bis feet. The conse quence i» that the evening service is re garded us an observance that may be skipped with impunity. And it is skipped. A few Sundays ago, in a par ish church not 100 miles from where I write, the evening service was so poor ly attended that the minister entered the pulpit only to dismiss the very small congregation with a benediction, and with the remark that the meagre attendance did not warrant him in en tering further on the service. But he kept the coppers; the collection was not "returned at the doors." The col lection, nevertheless is a strong point in Highland churches. A famous High land minister once announced for the following Sabbath a collection for for eign missions, which, he said, would be taken at the Gaelic and the English services, so that "everyone would have the preevilege of contreebuting in IUB own language." The Highlanders, too. are not unaccustomed to having blank Sundays during winter and spring, a circumstance quaintly embodied in the announcement of one patriarch, that "there will be no Lord's Day here next Sabbath." The beadle, or minister's man, is a great institution in these parts. He is a very fountain of shrewdness and self sufficiency. A week or two ago I happened to see one of the inter esting class slip out of the vestry door and enjoy a quiet pipe behind a but tress of the church, evidently believ ing that as he had set them agoing they could do very well inside without Mm. The Sufferings of Uen. Shields. "Would you like to see the mate to the ball which passed through the gen eral in the Mexican War?" Mrs. Shields asked. In response to an affirmative she brought out a grape shot, not like the more modern messenger of destruc tion, but a great iron ball with a deep, ragged edge, showing rude cast ing. It measured full three inches in circumference. This was picked up on the battle-field by an aide of Gen. Scott's. The shot which struck the general entered below the heart, passed through the lungs and came out under the shoulder-blade. A surgeon on the Mexican side, who found him, took a silk handkerchief, and, follow ing the course of the wound, drew it entirely through the body. So certain were the medical' men that he could not recover that the official report sent on to Washington included Shields among the dead. In all the years of our married life," said Mrs. Shields, "I don't think I ever knew him to have one whole night of sleep, undisturbed by that wound. He would get up out of bed and walk the floor by the hour. He was not a man to complain, and very few people knew what he suffered--he could stand so much. After he was wounded in the Mexican war they wanted to cut his left arm off; it had begun to mortify. He told ihem no. Then they said the only thing that could possibly save him was to cut in and scrape the bone. He told them to do it, and went through tlie operation without taking chloro form. In the last war his right arm and shoulder were badly hurt by frag ments of a shell, and he bad much trouble with them. He could never lie on his side. You might think a man who had gone through such sufferings himself would get callous toward the feelings of others, but he didn't. It was not once, but many a time, I have seen him take a mouse that had fallen into a basin of water and dry the little thing carefully, and let it go, he was so tender-hearted."-- St. Louis Globe- Democrat. A Story ef Dean JBnekland. He was the father of Mr. Frank Buckland, the well-known naturalist, and shared his son's tastes for all kinds of strange beasts, alive and dead, and the deanery was crowded with eagles, serpents, and monkeys--a veritable menagerie. One of my earliest rocol- lections of Westminster is connected with a story my grandfather used to delight in telling us as small children. He went to dine at the deanery with Dean Buckland, and in the course of dinner a dish of some quite unknown meat was set before him. There was evidently a mystery or joke about this dish; but my grandfather and the other guests ate it bravely, though feeling all the while certain that an experiment was being tried on them. When dinner was over, tho dean confessed. He had for a long time wished to know how "fox" tasted, and a friend having sent him a nice young fox the dean thought it a line opportunity to share the dainty with his guests--a privilege they did not at all enjoy.--Rose Kingslcy, in Wide Awake. The Best Soldiers. A correspondent of the Illustrated London News saysHhat the best sol diers in the world are not Englishmen, as an Englishman would naturally think, but Montenegrins and the men of Herzegovina. Theso mountaineers "are of stalwart proportions, heroio courage and marvelous military apti tude. They are without rival anywhere in the world." Next he says comes the Turks--"the private soldier; brave, pa tient, hospitable, enduring," they "come second among the warriors of the world." After the Turks "un doubtedly como the English," though ho admits he lias not seen the German army in thei field. Neither has he vis ited the encampment of the Michigan militia, near Detroit, so that his testi mony is practically of little weight.-- Detroit Free Pre**. ' Little Tim's Mistake. Xittle Tim--Good night, mamma. Mamma--Why, you must not go to bed yet You have not had your sup per. Little Tim--iOh, no; I'm not going to bed. I thought you were. Mamma--Go play, child. This is my new Mother Hubbard.--Philadel phia CalL A eorreapoodfcfcl of the TranscWpf wvitef thus from jtatis: When we had beefe. there « , w«»efelce naturally axpeoted clean shee ts on our beds, but we found it wae th* eastern of the house to eha&g* the aheete only once a moathl I have since heard that it is the usual custom in France even in nice houses. Descendants of Puri tan great-gracd-mofehera, can you be- liev« it? li ?e whaitW,io7or.w. We also refrained fvoa i-epioacji -.vliea Amelia, smilingly and innocent of harm, after depositing on the table our bowls of ohooolate, proceeded to draw our breakfast rolls from her pocket It was better to conform to the custom of the country if possible, and when wo tried very hard, as in this instance, we found we could. There was a line of forbearance, however beyond which I could not go. I imagined Amelie say ing to herself. "Yes, yos, wash, scrub, scour, and rinse! Is madame already an angel that she must have everything about her perfectly clean and pure?" Is it possible that Americans have finer setises than their French sisters? Madame protested that everything in my room was as clean as it could be; and I found dirt in all the creases of crockery. ^Amelie brought me the slop pail in a triumph of successful deodor- ization; it was simply nauseous. The table was excellent in its way, a French way, of course and breakfast and dinner were much alike. A soup, two kinds of hot meat, vegetables, salad, Lread and cheese sometimes a pudding or custard, fruit but. not in abundance, wine, but no ice water--always always those dreadful little "biscuit," dry as a chip and a resting place for flies all through the early part of the meal. When the hot weather came on we longed for the cool chicken salads, cake, lemonade, and ice-cream lunches of home. I had no idea that the French were so fond of sausage, which we associate with the Germans; rather but I think we had them in some form almost every day. We endured the tough, close breath of England in the patient hope of better things when we should reach France. The Parisian bread that was set before us had a crust as thick and almost as hard as an oyster shell, and if I say as dirty, too, I shall not much exaggerate; inside it was full of large holes and>had a more or less sour flavor. By inqiAr- ing and persistent research we found at somo of the bakers' shops a kind of small cubical loaf, that was,--as one of our party expressed it--"much less in*? delicate." Strange to say, this was, called English bread. We have come| to the conclusion that French rolls, as well as French roll pans are a Yankee invention. » Personality In Handwriting. Persons writing naturally do so with* out thought regarding /the peculiar, construction of their /writing. Theg hand operates tho pen As it were autof matically through the / sheer force of. habit, by which all uie innumerable personalities are unconsciously im parted to writing. " Learners and forgers think respecting their writing,^ and hence, the more Btiff and formal style of their work; there is wanting the easy, graceful flow apparent in thoughtless or habitual writing. Lines show more of nervousness and hesi tancy while the whole construction of the writing is more exact and formal and, besidos, every different handwrit ing abounds in wellnigh numberless habitual peculiarities, of which the writor himself is unconscious, and can not, therefore, avoid. Thus, two other insurmountable difficulties are placed in the way of the forger: First, to ob serve and imitate all the characteris tics of the writing he would simulate; and second, to note and avoid all the habitual characteristics of his own hand. Habit in writing becomes so fixed and arbitrary (not to mention the great artistic skill required to exactly imitate an unpracticed hand), that I do not conceive it be possible for any one to simulate the writing of lanother, or to so dissemble his own writing in any considerable quantity, as to defy detec tion through a really skilled expert ex amination.--The Counting-Room. Use of Paper in Building. The use of paper, or materials allied to it, is steadily increasing for struct ural purposes. It is stated in The Building News that a paper skating rink has been laid at Indianapolis by pasting and pressing straw boards to gether under a powerful hydraulic Sress. The blocks, when seasoned and ried, are sawed into flooring boards and laid so that the edge of the paper forms the surface. When this is sand papered it becomes as a sheet of ice, and is yet so adhesive that the roller is prevented from slipping upon it. An admirable material has been tried in Sweden" for cornice and ornamental housework in the shape of old, decaying moss, so often found in thick beds. It makes capital cardboard, is as hard as wood, and capable of taking an excel lent polish. According to The Euitder damp parchment paper, when strongly com pressed, forms a homogeneneous sub stance of great rigidity and toughness. A German mechanic, observing that when exposed by its cut edges to the friction of a smooth metalio surface it undergoes but a slight amount of wear, has taken out a patent for making jour nal boxes of tho compressed parch ment, it only requiring a little water for lubrication.--Chicago Times, A Discriminating Jury. Coroner--"Gentlemen, this verdict will never do." Juryman --"Why, what's wrong with it?" Coroper--"Why, the deceased was evidently tf tramp who froze to death while drunk,wand 1 ere you stato that he is a gentlejnan, and aame to his death while Attempting to keep his flowers from freezing."^ Juryman--"That ^vwrdict is correct --all but one word. Substitute the word blossom for the word flowers." Coroner--"Ah! I see! Ho was try ing to preserve the blossom on the end of his nose! Tho verdict is correct, and the jury is dismissed,"--Newman Independent. Leap-Year Privileges. "Aunt Jane, is it quite true that a lady may ask a gentleman to marry her if it is leap year ?" "Yes, my dear; quite true." "But if he don't want to marry her, Jtant Jane, what must he do then?" "He must give her a new black silk dress, my dear, and then she under stands." '\ "Oh! Aunt Jane! Aunt Jane! Now I know why you have so many blaok silk dresses."-- The Judge. THE doorstep to the temple of wis dom is b knowledge of our own ignor ance.--Spurgeon. HK that waits to do a good deal of Mbk* like bullets, go farthest when good at once will never do any. they are smoothest--Richter. TO THE pppc, "If Heit in 'art,.now awM] pec ting the f aul is of SiHiiiijiib th« petfple how to pr«viht But other precautions are ~ * out whl eh no amount of 8ani tatibit eaiT^Biaii, Dr. Koch says that eholora haf / ; ohane@ swjongj thoso who tlx#- 13.yq • ^ organs and the liver,# akin and kidney a (the sewers of the body) in healthful opok*ation, Warner'a SAFE Remedies are the bw«t scien tific Curatives and Preventives, and too much emphasize the importance of using t^em .now, as a safeguard against any future ssetirge ,Jlueh of the common ailments are caused, not primarily by bad blood, but by IMftftRlSI fcffrA AND KIDNEYS. This resul ts in blood^Corruption and injury to the entire system. Removs this impaired action, and most ordinary ailments will disappear. Other practitioners have held that extreme liver and kidney disorders are incur able. We, however, by the severest tests, have unanswerably proved the contrary. Please note: FIR3T.--WE DO NOT CURE EVERY KNOWN DI8EA8S Warner's Safe Remedies are FROM ONE BOTTLE. specifics, which have been successively put f * upon the market ONLY IN OBEDIENCE TO STRONG PUBLIC DEMAND. These remedies are: Warner's SAFE Cure, for kidney, liver, bladder and blood disorders! General debility, Impotency, gravel, female irregularities ; Warner's 8afs Diabetes Cure, for Diabetes--the only known specific; Warner's 8af© Rheumatic Cure for Rheumatism, Neuralgia; Warner's Safe Pills fo* constipation, diarrhoea, biliousness; Warner's Safe Nervine for nervous disorders; Warner's Safe Throat ine for^Asthma, catarrh; Warnei^S Tippecanoe for all' stomach derangements. SECOND.--Warner's Safe Remedies, spit* of 1 all opposition, have won the victory and areSei everywhere recognized as leading STANDARDS, t\ THIRD.-After six years of unequalled exper* leriee, we give these unqualified guarantees: .j GUARANTEE I.--That Warner's Safe Remedies I are pure, harmless, effective. GUARANTEE II.--That the Testimonials used • by us, so far as we know, are bona fldSg' with a forfeit of $5,000 for proof to the contrary* f ;i1SWKANTEE III.--That Warner's Safe Remedies are NOT MERELY TEMPORARY, BUT PERMANENT.! IN THEIR CURATIVE EFFECTS AND WILL 8USH TAIN EVERY CLAIM, IF USED SUFFICIENTLYi AND PRECISELY AS DIRECTED. FOURTH.--Special inquiry among hundreds of j our oldest patients results in Unequivocal ' testimony that the cures wrought six, fivs, , four and three years ago, were PERMANENT. An8T most of these Patients were pronounced INCURA^ BLE when they began Warner's Safe Rsmedlsjr. Read a few of Thousands of examples: THE REV. ANDREW J. GRAHAM, (P.E.),Grand Island, Neb., in 1881 was pro- , aounced fatally sick with Bright's disease. He could get no relief from physicians. He then used Warner's SAFE Cure. July % 1884, he wrote from England, "All local trouble has disappeared. Have taken no medicine for nearly a year." CHAS. D. CRANDELL, Postmaster, Big Rapids, Mich., was sick for four or five .years from kidney disease. In 1881 he used a few bottles of Warner's SAFE Cure, with satisfactory results. In 1884 he reported " The benefits in my case were particularly permanent, have had no trouble since." REV. E. D. HOPKINS, Dodge's Corners, Wis., got so thoroughly filled with uric acid poison, as result of kidney disease, that he lost his mind ; was confined in an asylum. In 1882 began Warner's SAFE Cure, was marvelouslv restored, and Nov. 11, 1884, he reported that he "had not missed a meal in 8 months and was as strong as an ox." B. F. LARRABEE, Esq., 42 Chester Square, Boston, Mass., in 1879, was given up by several prominent Boston physicians as in curable from Bright's Disease. He took over 200 bottles of Warner's SAFE Cure, in 1880-2, and Oct. <?, 1884, wrote that the "cure was as permanent as surprising." ELDER JAMES S. PRESCOTT, Box 262, Cleveland, Ohio, founder of North Union . Shakers : In 1878 was pronounced incur ably sick of chronic Bright's disease, by the best physicians. Then he resorted to Warner's SAFE Cure. March 12, 1883, wrote : " Health never better. Just past 80th year." Oct. 18, *884: "lam enjoy ing a very comfortable degree of health.' ! He says also, "I am an enthusiast over Warner's SAFE Cure." Used 4 doz. bottles. C. F. B HASKELL, (formerly of Vernon, Vt.,) now locating engineer on the B. C. R. andN. Railroad, Dakota, stated in 1883 that his wife was utterly prostrated with female difficulties and did not seem to be amenable to physicians* remedies. She Could not sleep, trembled like a leaf, peri odically lost her reason. They then began the use of Warner's SAFE Cure. Writing in July, 1884. from Dakota, Mr. Haskell pays " my wife has never seen the slight- , est inclination of a return of the difficulties Warner's SAFE Cure removed. FIFTH.-It is no small know that very many thousands Vf r ,»• ~Ct .ji , M Jf • W- ' T" " I 4 it ea'tl4?ae'tf«»f tbi of people owe their life and heal fch to Warner's Safe Remedies. Rochester, N.Y., a J an. 1, 1885. rBDITORIAL NOTE: The above Is, wo believe, the im fteoalmlte Iff* NiMef Man Which hu been used In public prtat, »M It U eertelnty very striking.] •B1 *#/ POLITICAL stories are called <>canarda," because we canardly believe them. LTDIA E. PINKIIAM'S Vegetable Compound cures dyspepsia. To MAU both ends meet ts why the baby puts Its toes Into its mouth. Toiitii; Men, Bod Tills. THK VOLTAIC BELT Go., of Marshall, MJOH^ offer to send their celebrated BLKCTRO-VOI* TAIC BELT and other ET.KCTRIC APPLIANCES on trial for thirty days, to men (young or old) aitlicted with nervous debility, loss of vitality and manhood, and all kindred trou bles. Also for rheumatism, neuralgia, pa ralysis, and many other diseases. Complete restoration to health, vigor, and manhood guaranteed. No risk is incurred, as thirty days' trial Is allowed. Write thasa at oooe for Illustrated r»amphiet. free. Marvelous Restorations. The cures which are being' made by Drs. Etarkcy & Paten, 1109 Girard street, Philadel phia, in Consumption, Catarrh, Neuralgia, Bronchitis, Rheumatism, and all chronic dis eases, by Compound Oxygen, are Indeed marvelous. If you are a sufferer from any disease which your physician has failed to cure, write for Information about this Treat ment. v: \ TtoTknat "AwWi ft'flufWdi jVoofces" fictdlreuily on the organs of the voioe. They bare an extra Ordinary effect In all disorders of the throat " ' f* f i> " "CARS-CHARMIKQ eleep, thou silent friend of all our woes!" But the poor vietlmof neuralgia knows nothing of tho deligUts of this great boon. Mrs. Deitrlch, of 18 Hudson street. New Raven, Oonn., walked the £eor all night, unable to secure a moment's re pose. 3n the morning her daughter hastened to pro cure a bottle of Athlophorosj which wrought immediate relief. Price, >1 per If' your druggist hasn't it, send to Athlophoros Co., 118 Wall street, N. Y. FOR I>VSPEPSTA, INDKIXSTIOH, depression of spirits, and general debility in tholr various: forms; also, as a preventive against fever and* ague, and other intermittent fevers, the •'Ferro-Phosphorated Elixir of CMtsaya," made by Caswell, Hasard * Co., of New York, and sold by all druggists. Is the best tonic; and for patients recovering from .|ua other sickness it has no equal. COULD I but see Carboline: And view the process o'er, ̂ No bald-head pate weald soaks itntfd, Nor gray hairs fright ma mot*. , As now improved ana perfected,' Ko oil waseMso sure, *;.K: .Mi" 411 skin dissssw, of limb or It never falls to cure. BVEBT lady or 1 entlemau that Is a ̂ itifferer from severe headache should tead MM adver-1 tlsement of Dr, Hells, in this paper. . If afflloted with Bore Eyea, mm, Dr. » Thompson's Eye Water. Druggî sUtt. u*.