McHESTBY, J WTTIIUILFNLTT • "MS) «M ILTKS. fertrtialur. ILLINOIS CimrSANTllEMUMS. Pink, crimson, yellow, cream, a d white! Itier o*ll to oilnd the lo t delight j OfnmiBM,<a Bowery dava; The winter wind wails loud without, I While we within nraw close about The hearth-die's friendly blstzo. The flickering Bames flash high and low, , They touch the room wiih rosy (flow. Aid make 1;8 corners warm; 1 Th6y Itirathe >• ombre. pictured walls, Whereon a jrracious shadow falls-- My gentle sister's form. How soft the rustle of the dress That clothes her l'adod loveliuess . t In velvet's darnest fo d! ,, How sott, how dark, the tranquil »j<% i Within whose somisre shadow lie# A subtle gleam of gold' How ealm'slie sits in t'lie calm Itgto; , Loose-holding in her Unpens white *; » * A blossom pure as snow. A pale chrysanth mum-- uh me!. Yet Siimtner roses bloomed lor UMMt My sister. Ion . ago! And I. too, had m.v happy share i s,?, ? ' Of jovous hope, and laughed at cNHB ' With boyish nnli lief; : I stak d 111 v manhood on the truth .. Of that bright idol of my youth, And won a lasting gr.ef. God smote me in my car "less pride, And all life's glowing roses died * With swift and sudden blight: Shame drew his most empoisoned dart, And aiming steadfast at my heart, He murdered joy outright. And thou, my white one, clean of ioul, God hade his waves of trouble roll Above thy gentle head; J' But lighter than my cruel loss The burden of thy hope-wreathed cross-- Thy lover is but dead. , 1 * He Is but deal, and thou canst creep In twilight times to work or weep • Beside his quiet grave: Top eturc the meciinir on that shore. The land of (ioti's brijht Evermore, Beyond earth's wind and wave. But I have no such secret spot i To kneel and pray at--she is not, • No more ih 11 this I know-- Ah, sister. Sink thy hand in mine! c, < No change can touch my love and thhie. Whatever come and go. And like these homely flowers that grace Our quaint. o!d f..sli oned dwelling place, A quiet blessing comes Upon the evening of our days. And growing by the wintry ways i Weltndehr s.inthemums! FOR LIFE. IIS- pro- "I repeat, Lucia, that I expressly forbid yonr flirting in snch a marked manner with Percy Floyd." "Forbid?" said Lucia Willingford, with a hauty curl upon her lips. "Yes, forbid," echoed Ray Elton. "I would not have the least breath of sus picion or shadow of a stain rest on the name of the woman .who is to be my wife. Therefore, Lucia, I charge you, as you value my love and would wish to retain it, to alter you oonduet in re gard to Percy Floyd." Then, with a low bow to Lucia, for Bay was ever, and under all circum stances a gentleman, he left the house. "Insulting!" murmured Lucia, .as soon as the door had closed upon Bay. "What have I done that he should dare insult me thus? And to speak of the possibility of a stain resting upon my name. Absurd! Ah! He shall live to repent those words to me, a Willingford. This very night he shall beg my forgiveness for having uttered them." The door opened, and Mrs. Willing ford entered the room. "My dear," she exclaimed, on seeing Lucia, "have you not yet begun to dress? Are you not going to M&. Dean's ball?" "Certainly I am, mother," aba said, glanc>ng at her watch. "I had no idea it was so lateand ucia proceeded to her dressing room to be arraved by the femme de chambre for the evening's conquests. "Well, mother mine," said Lucia an hour la er. "does my dress suit you ? or. rather, does it suit me?" "Beautiful! exquisite!" answered the gratified mother. "Indeed, Lucia, 1 never saw you lcok better than you do to-night." And well might she have said so, for anyth ng more exquisitely beautiful in face and form than Lucia Willingford, as she stood waiting her mother's ap probation, could not well have been imagined. Of the medium height, and with a slender yet rounded form, whose very movement was grace itself. The oval face, the dark flashing eyes, with their long curling lashes, the delicate Gre cian nose, the perfectly chiseled lips, which when parted disclosed the peals within; the hair of that rare golden hue, crowning that small, graceful head so proudly set upon that swan-like neck. These wondrous charms were still further enhanced by the dress she wore, which was composed of the richest, costliest black lace, worn over a robe of white satin, and caught up here and thete with sprays and leaves of dia monds; diamonds worn on neck and arms flashed forth their wondrous light, and a single diamond star gleamed on her forehead. One could but gaze and gaze and gaze again. As she entered the ball-room at Mrs. Dean's, leaning on Percy Floyd's arm, Bay Elton almost started as he saw her. ."Great Heavens!" he thought; how gloriously handsome she looks to-night!" But he went cot near her. A found bow was h s only greeting. Lucia danced with Percy, and with the favored few out of the throng that pressed around her, eager for a word, look or smile from the belle of the balL Still, Bay kept aloof. Lucia caught glimpses of him now and then, dancing with or seated by pretty Lina Hart She saw his grace ful head, with the dark ring of hair lying on the noble brow, bent in earn est attention at some remark of his companion. A pang shot through Lucia's heart Yet if she suffered no one knew it a prouder woman thanLucia Willingford newer breathed. "He can forsake my side for such an insipid creature aa that T^in* Hart!" was her thought. She glanced in a mirror and j at her own matchless beauty. "He shall yet acknowledge my pow er," was her resolve. And she talked and laughed with even more than her accustomed gay- ely, until eatfh and all remarked that never had Lucia Willingford been as brilliant, as facinating as on that night. Percy Floyd scarcely left her side! He hung as if entranced npon her every word. Yet, in her secret heart, Lucia de- " herself for the part she was act- And for the sake of this frivolous, fcraiuless fop at my side I have estranged Bay, my noble Bay!" As sue thought thus, with a longing itt her heart for a word, u look from Bmy, he passed ehMje to the spot where alu wu seated. r She flashed a glanco at him, half pleading, half pettish, from cut those marvelous eye-* of hers. But he merely acknowledge her pres ence by a slight bow, and passed on. A deadly faintness seized Luc a, and Percy, noticing her pallor, exclaimed: "Miss Willing'ord, you are ill!" Lucia faintly pleaded the heat of the room as an excuse, and begged to be iaken to her carriage. Percy complied with her requsV, - Lucia, on leaving the ball-room, never raise! her eyes, although she passed so closely to Bay Elton that her trailing lace thonched him, and the faint, exquisite odor of violets--the scent site always used--was wafted to ward him. For a moment he felt tempted to fol low her, but restrained himself, with held by the force of that iron will that mastered even the great, the mighty love ho bore Lucia Willingford. Days passed into weeks, and still Lu cia waited in vain for Bay Elton's com ing. She saw him everywhere--at balls, parties, the opera; yet he never ap proached her, for was not Percy Floyd her constant attendant? And rumor had it that ere long he would exercise a husband's right over the matchlessly beautiful woman at whose side he was ever seen. Lucia knew of the whispers that went round, and knew that Bay must have heard them, too. Still he came not to ascertain from her (heir truth. Goaded by what seemed to her his calm indifference, in a fit of despera tion she accepted the offered hand of Percy Floyd. She promised to become the wife of one whom she knew valued her but for her wealth, her position as queen of the circle in which they moved. Ah, well she knew that had she been any other than Lucia Willingford, the banker's daughter--had she been ob scure, unknown and any other than what she was, Percy Floyd would have been the first to pass her by in con temptuous pity. And she had promised to bccome the wife of this vain, shallow fool--when every pulse of her being throbbed out for Bay Elton--noble, chivalrous Bay. Lucia Willingford's wedding day dawned and still Bay had kept aloof, and still Lucia suffered on and made no sign. All through that long, weary day she started at every ring, at every step, wildly hoping that even yet Bay might come and claim her as his own. Yet all in vain; the day wore on, and still no message was brought her. Wonld he come in the evening, she wondered. She knew that ho was an invited guest. Would he be present at the wedding? Would he be there to see her married, given away to another ? Oh! the thought was maddening. Yet, by her desire, cards had been sent to him, amid the hundred of oth ers, bidden to be present at her wed ding. Pride--the demon that ruled her-- babe him be summoned. It was evening, and Balph Willing- ford's magnificent mansion was thrown open to the gay, dazzling, briiliant throng invited to be present at the marriage of the banker's only, idolized child. The rarest flowers, paintings, statutes--all that wealth could pur chase or art suggest--adorned each nook and corner of Lucia's splendid home. And she sat alone in her own apart ment, in her snowy bridal robes, await ing the summons which to her would Bound as her death knell. /!! Her mother entered the room. - "Lucia, dariing, our gaests are all assembled." We are bat waiting for you. You are quite ready, love ?" "Quite," and the proud lips quivered as she answered. How Bhe longed to ask the qnestion if Bay was present; but pride forbade, so she merely rose and moved toward the door. If the small hand trembled that rested on Percy Floyd's arm as he led her down-stairs, he attributed it to the nervousness natural under such cir cumstances. And in the brilliant-lighted room the assembled guests were awaiting, in eager expectancy, the coming of the bridal party. Six bridesmaids with their attendant gentlemen, led the way, and took their stand, then Lucia entered, supported by Percy. Her snowy bridal laces trailing around her, were scarcely more color less than her cheeks; her dark eyes, half veiled beneath their long lashes ; her golden hair, shining through the misty folds of her bridal veil, made her beauty seem more than mortal. A half-suppressed murmur of admir ation greeted her, as Percy led her slowly down the length of the room where the minister of God stood await ing them. Tiie solemn marriage service com menced. Lucia had not dared to raise her eyes. She stood like one in^a dream, hearing the woi ds that were spoken, yet scarcely able to distinguish their meaning. At length, half-conscious that the minister had addressed her and was awaiting her response, she raised her eyes, which fell full on the form of Kay Elton, who, with folded arms and com pressed lips, stood intently regarding^, Lucia essayed to speak, but the words died on her lips. ~» Again she stfove--all eyes were fixed on her with wonderful attention. Suddenly she spoke; the words seemed to have been wrung from the very depths of her agonized heart: "Percy Floyd, I cannot become your wife." The astonishment and confusion that endued, it would be impossible to de scribe. In the space of a second, Bay Elfon was by her side, and in a tone so low that none but Lucia could hear, mur mured : "Dear&st, I knew that you would not fail me at the last." With these words he drew her from out the startled wandering crowd, into a conservatory near. Lucia, as soon as she found herself alone with Bay, raised her drooping head and spoke: "Oh, my darling. I could not act otherwise. I thought to have the strength, the courage to go through with it all, but at the last, seeing you so near me, my love for you conquered my pride." A few days afterward, in the presence of a few intimate friends, the words were spoken that united Kay Elton and Lucia Willingford for life, and imme diately after the ceremony Bay took his lovely bride to Europe, away from the gossiping, scandal loving butterflies of fashion. Peicy Floyd soon after consoled him self with a certain spinster of a certain age, whose well filled purse more than compensated Percy for the youth and beauty she lacked. the had so long siglietl in^vain--a liushsstd --and Percy was onlv delighted to have the power of defraying his innumerable debts without the least, trouble or diffi culty to himself. The Joys Of Cninel Hiding. ; A few days ago I had my first ride on a camel, and I thought it would be my last. It was to go to our camp that I got cross-legged upon a Arab saddle, insecurely fastened by strings Upon the back of a great, lumbering, hump backed brute. I no sooner attempted to take my place on the saddle than the camel, which was lying prone, into which position he had been forced, be gan grunting like an old village pump violently worked. At the same time he turned his prehensile lips aside, grinning liko a bull dog, and showed a grinning row of teeth, which he sought to eloso upon me. I got aboard with out accident, and had not long to wait for a rise. The first movement, as he lifted his forelegs, nearly sent me over backward; the next, as he straightened his hind legs, still more nearly tipped me over his head. I had been warned to hold tight, but it was only the clutch of desperation that saved me. After several lunges and plunges, the brute got fairly on his legs. The reins con sisted of a rope round his neck for steering, and a string fastened to a ring thrust in his nostrils, to pull up his head, and stop him when going too fast. My camel began to move forward, and thereupon I oscillated and see-sawed as if seized with sea-sickness or cramp in the stomach. Involuntary as the mo ment was, an hour of it would, I am sure, have made as abject a victim of me as the worst sufferer on the channel passage. A heartless friend was in front of me on another camel, which he set trot ting. Instantly I became as helpless as a child, for my camel disregarded the train on his nostrils, and my fervent ejaculations. My profane, Arabic vo cabulary was too limited to have the slightest effect. I swayed to and fro, was bumped up and down, until I Was almost shaken to pieces. It would have been a positive relief cou d I have found myself at rest on the ground, but the motion was so incessant I had not time to make up my mind what course to adopt It ended as even the experi ence of the worst kind must do, and I found myself still on the camel's back. Not so my humorous friend, who, to my great comfort, performed a double somersault and did not succeed in land ing quite on his feet. I was told that I would become accustomed to camel- riding, and might even get to like it. But my faith is not great enough for that. --Dongola Letter in the London Telegraph. Carious Payment for Land In England. Gloves of various kinds were fre quently presented in service for lands, fyus, two farms at Carlcoats. in York shire, paid "the one a right hand, and the other a left hand glove yearly;" and some lands in Elmesale, in the same county, were held of the king "by the servic e of paying at the Castle of Pontefract one pair of gloves furred with fox skin, or eighteen pence year ly;" while for the manor of Elston, in Nottingham, were rendered two pairs of gloves, together with a pound of cummin sled, and a stael needle. Nee dles are met with s veral times, but one instance must here suffice--where "Boger, for some time tailor to our lord the king," held lands in Iia'-ling- bury, Essex, by paying at the king's ex chequer "one silver needle yearly." Still more curious is the service for cer tain lands in Bode, Northampton, which consisted in finding "one horse of the price of 5s. and one sack of the price of 4 l-2d., with one small pin, for forty days." Probably this "small pin" was similar to the skewer noticed above, and was used to fasten, or at tach, the sack, winch may have been employed to carry fodder to the horses. That the horses were tolerably cared for, even in those days, seems to be proved by the fact that the manor of Cherbuxgh, in Dorset, was held "by the service of one horse-comb, price 4d., to be paid yearly," and that certain lands in the hundred of Losenberg, in the same county, were held "of o^r lord the king, by the serjeantry of finding a certain horse-comb, or currycomb, eta" Among other miscellaneous services by which lands were held may be mentioned certain instances of hose. Thus, Cottington, in Nottingham, was held by the service of piesenting to the king a pair of scarlet hoso yearly; El- dresfield, in Worcester, was held by rendering to Bobert, Earl of Glouces ter, hose of scarlet on his birthday, and Henley, in Warwick, was held by Ed mund, Lord Stafford, by the service of 3s. or a pair of scarlet hose. Minutes for Refreshments. "Brakepfan," inquired a passenger on the Ijtankokee line as the train stopped at Lafayette, "how long does the train stop here?" "S^ven minutes. There's the lunch- room across the street there." a minute and a half the bell rang, thel conductor shouted "All aboard," and| as the train moved swiftly out from the| station a man was seen running acoss the street. Mud flew from his feef and mince pic from his mouth. At heels barked a yellow dog, snap ping for ham sandwich which the man swung wildly in his left hand. He at tempted to shout for the train to stop, but choaked on a piece of bone in the pie, and his voice was lost amid the rattle of the wheels and the howling of the dog. The passengers stuck their heads out of the windows and smiled, while the ladies waved their handker chiefs. Convulsively grasping the hand-rail of the rear coach he hung on, until the buttons were all burst from his pants and the brakeman came to his rescue. When that worthy had succeeded in pulling him to the plat form, he hitched up his pantaloons, gasped for breath and exclaimed: "Why-why don't you gi-give a man time to eat his lunch?" "We do," replied the brakeman with a fine curl of sarcasm on his coal-sooted lip, "but we can't allow time for a pas senger to stop off and give a street show. There's some pio on your shirt front, sir."--Chicago Herald. What He Objected To. "So you've been practicing at the skating rink, eh?" said a friend to Simpkms. "Yes," admitted Simpkins, "I have." ."Ifcefll, how do you take to the rollers?" "Oh, I've no objection to the rollers They're all right. It's the chalk on the floor I object to. It's so darned kard to brush off."--Oti City Blizzard. '• , * , LITTLE DICK--"Pa, what race do we belong to, civilized, or half civilized?" Pa--"Well, we are civilized, but our next door neighbors are only hall civil ized." • MAHOGANY IS coming more and more into use in the m*hufacfii)re of fturni ,tura» • : i*.-'-- • ! ' A Barbarous Custom That la Now Almost fcntlrely Suppressed. _ In Bnssia fighting was not a profes sion ; no b*Hmg took place, gambling was out of thequestion; so that, in con- sequenoe, these tistie encounters did not servo to gather together criminals of both sexes. They differed, moreover, in this--that; in a majority of cases contests were not between individuals, but the people of one village fought against those of another; of the sub urbs against the central part of the city; of ward against ward; some thousands partic pated in it. I remember as a boy I was once, dur ing the Easter holidays, on a visit to a small town of Great Bussia, and wit nessed such a battle. It was a most ex citing and starting sight A large pub lic place in the center of the town was occupied by a great mass of pleasure- seekers. The appearance was vety harmless. Men, women, and children, most of them belonging to tho lower classes, in national holiday costume, strolled along forming small groups, eating pumpkin and sunflower seeds, or St. John's bread and cakes; volun- tqpr singers amused the public uupaid; everywhere were lo,ugliter and merri ment. 1 stood with my tutor a little aside on the steps of a store, looking curiously on the picturesque scene. Suddenly sounded all over the bazaar the cry: "Away, women! Away! Give place!" The women thus named fled in all directions with their children, taking refuge on the raised sidewalks, and beneath empty market halls. On the opposite side of the bazaar two groups were forming;"shouting, teas ing. challenging one another, remain ing, however, in their position. Only the Bmall bovs passed from word to action. On the free space between the two armies the first skirmish began; it was nothing serious, though, there be ing more noise than fight. The fathers and the older brothers in the regular army encouraged the little champions, approving or scolding them. Gradually bigger boys joined the figh'ers right and left. It grew warmer. The bulk of the both armies were forming in line, and slowing approaching each other. All must be bare-fisted and empty- handed; even to hold a few copper coins in the fist to make it heavier was prohibited. It was looked on as a dis grace and dishonor to the party, if any one employed unfair means. In case of detection, the victim received so fearful a beating that it generally ended in death or a long illness. The boldest before the line opened the fight; a ter rible crash followed, the links of the line of snbui'bans--who were fighting against those of the central part of the town--were broken in a moment by the first attack, and fought now singly and in groups, retreating to their quarters. I thought they were lost, when I saw emerging from a narrow by-street a young fellow on the side of the subur bans, who was greeted with immense enthusiasm. "The blacksmith! The blacksmith! Hurrah. Ivan! Don't make a backward step now. Forward, blacksmith! For ward. Help us bent these miserable tailors and shoemakers! Hurrah, com rades ! Forward!" And forward they went. Ivan, the blacksmith, paused for a moment. He was a short-built, broad-shouldered man, clad in black velvet irousers, a red cotton shirt, high-top boots, a blue-bor- dered fur caftan, and a beaver cap. Throwing his caftan on the snow, he gave a smart toss of his cap. A slight pallor overspread his cheeks, and he dashed into the midst of the crowd. His friends gave way before him, so that he soon reached the enemy. What an influence he must have had over all this people. His friends, confident of victory, now stood their ground bravely though, as yet. advancing very slowly. His antagonists lost their boastful- ness, calling for their chief and most renowned fighter, a huge, heavy-built driver, who was smothering the sub urbans on another wing. As soon as h,e heard the cry "Blacksmith!" he tried to meet him, but being surrounded on overy side by a human Wall was forced to fight for every step; how ever, he could not arrive in time. The blacksmith, dashing headlong into the living mass, made a large break; his comrades, following, broke the center, dividing the enemy in two. It was terrible to see Ivan making his way. He was regarded as the strongest man in his community, and howimuch this reputation had to do with Mis success, was difficult to decide. The* burghers lost ground more and more. Their chief fighter having abandoned his po sition on the left wing, gave the suburb ans time to recover, and press their antagonist with more force. At last the driver succeeded in freeing himself, tand now challenged his rival, the back- smith. As soon as the news spread among the combatants, the fight in general aba'ed, and a wide circle was formed around the two chiefs. "Well," said the driver, "we shall fight for all and finish it between us two?" It was the first time they had met, although they knew each other by fame, and they hesitated to begin. "All right," answered Ivan, "that will be the short est way to finish your boasting. You said you would lull me; now there is a chance for you to try." Still they hesitated, knowing very well that fame, reputation, and perhaps life itself were at stake. But the driver lost his tem per, and with a wide flourish, struck the first blow right in the breast, The blacksmith staggered, trembling from head to foot under the heavy blow, but held his ground. "Now, my turn," said he. Neither defended himself, but each received the strokes in plain figure. For almbst two minutes they gave and received the fearfulest blows. When struck in the temple, the huge driver fell in a fit--three weeks later he died of inflammation of the brain--and over his body the suburbans rushed on their enemies; without doing much harm, however, as the fight is allowed only on neutral ground, and once off the bat'letield they were safe. In this fight almost 800 persons took part.--T/te Cottage Hearth. then advised his audience "to do the same." Their souls, he informed them, would by this means become "singing birds, and the devil won't get near them." ' Sing Instead of Smoke. Among those who want men to stop poisoning the air around them is Prof. Blackie, who recommends Scotch songs as a substitute for tobacco. This some what alarming suggestion was made in the course of a "concert lecture" at Manchester. "How people," he said, "can get through their idle hours I don't know. In railway coaches ami other places I see a number smoking what they call tobacco. Well, what ever mav be said about it, it is not an intellectual or moral stimulant, and the flavor of it is not at all alike the rose or any poetic thing I know. It is essentially a vulgar sort of amnsement. My amusement is to sing songs. At home I am always singing Scotoh songs; and abroad when these wretches are smoking I 1mm to myself 'Scots Wha Hae,' 'A Man's a Man for a' That,' and songs of tlmt kind." Prof, filaukie The Deadly Gold Cola. According to the assertion of an En glish scientific person, bacteria delight in gold coins. If wo take any of a doz en gold $10 pieces that we may have in our pockets, and examine it with a microscope, we shall find more bacteria on its surface than could be calculated on the largest blackboard. A gold coin is a rallying place for all kinds of bacteria. The English scientific per son counted on the surface of a sov ereign of 1881 thirty-four distinct spe cies of bacteria, each specie living by itself in a lot fenced off from tho rest of the sovereign, but frequently climb ing over the fence to hold int?rviews with other bacteria. Among them he recognized the various bacteria that produce consumption, plague, cholera, railway accidents, wooden legs, and ce rebrospinal meningitis, und he lias no doubt that specimens of the bacteria that produces every other misfortune to which flesh is heir are to be found on that same sovereign. To test the truth of this discovery, he inoculated a dog with the railway- accident bacteria, apd a broken-down chair with the wooden-leg bacteria, and in less than a fortnight the dog was run over by a horse oar an the Tot tenham Court road tram\^y, and the chair received a new wooden leg--a front one--at tho hands of a cabinet maker. The scientific person after ward inoculated a cat with the com bined scapinga of both sides of the sov- ereigh, thereby, as he believes, provid ing the cat with thirty-four diseases. It so happened, however, that the hot- water-producing bacteria developed in the cat's system more rapidly than any other species, and the cat died from having a bucket of hot water poured on her by the cook before she furnished any symptoms of plague, cholera, or clergymen's sore-tliroat. The news of this discovery will send a thrill of horror through the whole community. It shows that we are car rying daily in our pockets whole menageries of bacteria, and thus run ning the risk of inoculating ourselves with all sorts of diseases. If a solitary one of these bacteria is brushed off the gold coin on which he resides and ob tains an entry into our lungs or circula tory system, we must inevitably break out with small-pox, scarlet fever, or some other equally obnoxious com plaint. There is absolutely no safety for us as long as we carry gold coins, and every prudent man will hereafter refuse to accept them, no matter how much he may lose thereby.--New York Times. . General Scott as a Chess-Pinyer. The General was fond of the game of chess, at which he was fairly skill ful, I often played with him, ond I think ifty game stood to his as about two to five, nevertheless, he beat me as often as four times in five. Whenever, by chance or skill, I gained a threatening position, he became irritable, and if I did not move quickly he would angrily ejaculate: "Have you moved?" One day we were playing in the parlor of the hotel at West Point, and Ogden Hoffman was looking on. In tUe pro cess of that game, whicli I won, my chief was uncommonly tart. I took my time, and while I was considering a critical position he reached out his hand and took up a periodical and opened it to an article on geology. "Do you think," said he to Mr. Hoffman, "that I shall be able to master this subject before the young gentleman gets ready to move?" After we separated, Mr. Hoffman came to console mo for what I might think was rudeness on the part of my chief. "What did the general say?" said I: "Being absorbed by my game and determined to beat him, I paid no attention to his remarks; but if there had been a hostile tone in his voice I should have detected it at once. That's the General's manner when he is impatient and it never hurts me." If the General beat me easily, it was not so with his brother-in-law, Mayo, whose game was much the strongest of the three. The two brothers-in-law agreed remarkably well, considering that they differed essentially in most particulars. Mayo came frequently to play chess, and was able to beat us both if he chose to do so. Occasional ly the General won a party, and that encouraged him to conclude that those he lost were accidents. One day their game was close, and they prolonged it over an hour. In the midst of it the General left his chair to spit in the fire --he then had the habit of chewing to bacco. Finally the game ended in favor of Mr. Mayo, and the General rose from his chair and took three or four turns up and down the room in silence. Then he came near me, lifted up his spectacles, and said: "Young gentle man, do yon know why I lost that game?" "No, sir," said L "It was be cause I got up to spit." --"Fifty Years Observation, by General Keyts. Carrying a Concealed Weapon. "Why do you refuse to live with your wife?" inquired Judge Duffy of Den nis Mulcahy. ^ "Bekase I'm in dhread av me loife wid her." "How is your life endangered ?" She shteals on me, yer honor, wid a concaylea weapon. She has it on her person now." "It'« a lie, Judge. The truth's' not in him," shouted Mrs Mulcahy., "Silence, woman," said the Judge. "Constable, has any concealed weap on been found on this woman ?" "No, yer honor." "What do you mean by saying that your wife carries a concealed weapon ?" "What do I mean is it? If ye were married to her ye'd know what I mean." "Can't the court find it out without getting married to her?" "You can, your honor. Jnst say something to raise her timper and she'll unscrew that ould concayled wooden leg of her's and clane out the court."--Texas Siftings. "COMPARED with those of the British isles," writes Miss Constance Fenimore Woolson, meditatively, "all the skies of the iTnited States are blue. In the north this blue is clear, strong, bright; in the south a softness mingles with the brilliancy and tempers it to a beauty which is not surpassed. The sky over the cotton lands of South Car olina is as soft as that of Tuscany; the blue over tho silver beaches of Florida melts as lanpruorouslv as that above Capri's enchanted shore." ENERGY will do anything that can be done in this world; and no talents, no c rcumstances, no opportunities will make a man without it.--Goethe.. A DUXBURY, Massachusetts, woman, 70 years old, climbed a tree to escape from some horses that had frightened her. " llow the Bis Bear of 8anta Bosa Was Caught by Expert Mexican Lariat- Throwers. Don Francisco Waohado, one of tho owners of the ranche, was selected to make the first throw. They rode qniet- ly up to within about 100 yards and then, like a flight of arrows, the six horses shot forward beneath the im' pulse of the spurs. If such a charge be not "into the jaws of hell" it is very much like it. Certain it is that mo:e men can bo found to lead a charge like that of the Light Brigade than to lead such a 6ne as Don Francisco led. At the clatter of the hoofs the bear rose with a savage growl from his sup per. Bight up to within fifteen feet of the Ibrute rode Don Francisco, with his brother, Don Juan Wachado, and a friend close behind him. Another brother, Don Jose Wachado, and two other horsemen split off and pressed upon the other side of4 the victim. Wlieeoo, wheeoo, went tho noose twica around the rider's head as he ap proached the bear; whizz went the noose as it flew from his hand. With a faint zip it fell over the bears head and in a twinkling the other end of the rope was wound around the horn of the saddlo and the noose drawn tight with a sudden jerk. The bear, instead of being pulled off his feet or trying to loosen the riata, made a rush for Don Francisco, but the quick horse lie rode sprang forward fast enough to keep the riata tight, and in a moment an other noose, from the hand of Don Jose, dropped over the bear's head from be hind ; but it also went under one foot, making the noose catch over the shoulder. Vainly the horse set himself back upon his haunches. No horse could hold such a hold as that, and Don Jose had to drop his riata. Don Fraucisco now tried to jerk the bear sideways so as to get him off his feet or to get him to raise his feet so that they could bo easily noosed by his companions. His horse sprang be neath tilie spur like a snake from coil, but the riata tightened on a weight no horse could overthrow. Meanwhile noose after noose aimed for the brute's legs whizzed through the air. But he would not keep a foot clear of the ground long enough for a successful throw, and his movements were so ir regular that it was impossible to base calculations upon them so as to cast the loop in time. But in a moment more zip came another loop over the bear's head and fell full around his neck. As it tightened he rose upon his feet, while both loops were pulling at opposite directions. In a twinkle his paws were beneath them, in a moment lie had them both in his mouth. Such strength surprised and alarmed his per secutors. The air was filled with Span ish ejaculations, and the worst of it was that both fore paws were now so protected that neither one could be lassoed. Amid the "Carrajo" and "Carrambas" and que diablo es este"" one of the riatas, frayed and cut half in two by teeth and claws, parted be- 11 oath the strain, and before ano'heif cast could bo made the seconds one gave way.- The great bear wad again free, and two of the best hand* were empty. But the bear was free but for an in stant. The very incarnation of fury, ho made a rush at Don Jos, whose horse wheeled with a whirl that would have landed an ordinary rider in the oiaws of the enemy. Just as he rushed upon him, open-mouthed and raging, another noose came with a sudden snap around his head, catching in his mouth and tightening on the instant behind his teeth and behind his ears. As he 1 eared upon his feet another one fell over his head upon top of the first one, and by the two he was jerked over backward, and then there was a wild contusion of horses and men and ropes and bear and Spanish interjections and cries of "Agarra un pie," "Pronto," "De veras es el diablo," etc. Before one of his feet coul I be secured he had so cut the second riata around his neck with his claws that it gave way and had turned himself over and was again upon his feet. The noose in his mouth still held, and as he raised one paw to get that loose, zip landed another loop right over the paw. In a twinkling that paw was outstretched, pulling the bear so that he raised the bind foot upon the other side. Quicker than it can be told that foot was caught up by a dexterous fling from Don Francisco and outstretched. Another riata was cast over his head, and by the aid of the two he was pulled backward, while by the riatas on his feet he was swung around. A horseman stood ready in front and another behind, each with riata in short coil and with a small noose ready to pick up the two loose feet. The front one was snapped the first time he raised it clear enough from the ground for the noose to pass under; and as this paw was outstretch ed and the bear fell upon his belly the last foot was taken in a twinkling and the monster lay spread out upon the ground as flat and helpless as a dead frog. His hide was on exhibition for months at Los Angeles and was the wonder of all old bear hunters. His head was more than the strongest man in the party could lift clear of the ground, and his weight was estimated at 1,800 to 2,000 pounds.--Forest and Stream. The Consumption of Chocolate. In 1879 25,000 bags of cocoa beans were imported into this country. Last year the number reached 55,000. The use of chocolate in confectionery is very extensive, and as a beverage it is gaining on tea and coffee. We made last ye~r 1.50Q,000 pounds, and use a ton of $ugar a day. The best cocoa beans come from Venezuela and Mexi co, the cheapest from Han Domingo. Only the finest sugars, mostly Havanas, oan be used, as they must bo ground. Most of the machinery is imported, though we havo in use many improve ments on tho French models. The present tariff discriminates against American chocolatcs by taxing sugar 2 cents a'pound, and while foreign choco lates are admitted with only 2 cents a pound duty we have to pay 16 cents to enter French mairkets.--New Yoik Iribune. V, * On;- Meal a ; , For thirty years Dav<d Alls®, w EMt Bridgewater, Massachusetts, has eaten but one meal a day. He is a farmer, 54 years old, rather below the average height, and healthy in appearance. Since he conceived, in 1854, that fre quent eating was injurious, he has ta ken only an ordinary dinner as near noon each day as possible. He eats slowly, u.'iually occupying a half to three-quarters of an hour at the table. He does as much work as the average man. Mr. Allen never used tobacco in any form and never drank intoxicating liquors. The only in lulgence he grants himself, aside from the noon meal, is an occnsional apple, or some little fruit, as anyone else would do. KIND words never die, but they are often forgotten. DOX*T cut off your coupons BEFORE they are ripa. YELLOW is a fashionable shade. Twen- tiy-dollar gold pieces are very stvlikh. ALICE (who has been taught that God sees everything)--"I dont sink« even Dod's eye oonld see ze butter on datbwead." THEY are trying in Germany to find a substitute for India-rubber. Can it be they have . forgotten the American clam? "A GOOD man never dies," says a phi- losopher. If that is the case we shan't« waste any more money on physicians.-- Philadelphia Call. "DON'T be afraid!" said a snob to a German laborer. "Sit down and make » yourself my equal." "I would haff to blow my brains out," was the reply of the Teuton. A NEGBO baby was born in Sumpter County, Georgia, which weighed only twenty-two ounces. It's funny howl anything so dark can be EO light.--La peer (Mich.) Democrat. "Is LAND high in Vermont?" asked a ; speculator of an old Green Mountain farmer. "You just bet it is!" was tho reply. "If the trees wasn't so stunted the clouds couldn't pass by at all!" AFTER a little Houston boy, whose family were to move away next day, had concluded his evening prayer, he said: "Good-bye, God, to-morrow we are all going away on the railroad.**-- Texas Si/tings. ONE proverbial singer said to anoth- or: "My daughter has inherited my voice." "O," said the other, with the ' most innocent air, "that is the explana- - tion, then. I have always wondered where it was."--French jqke. "TIMES is so hard that I feel like holding up a stage," murmured a half- famished prospector. And then he ad ded, musingly: "But what 'ud be the use? Nine out of ten of the fellers wouldn't have a cent, and the tenth 'ud have a gun." YOUNG BICHLING--Let me get you some champagne? Miss Dhumme--No, thanks. Y. B.--Do yon not like it. Miss Dhumme? Miss D.--O, yes;but it has such an effect on me. Y. B. (struggling to say something pleasant) --Ah! makes you--ah--bright. HE rose In the giay r t the morning. And kindled L]is taper dim, Tbeti knelt like a monk doing1 penance With prayer, and with bead, and With hymn. V,; ? A (rleam of joy lit up H'S ieaturcs. His eyes beamed with raptured DOUGFE#"* "' He hud found the old Ivory button J , That giipped from his collar last nlgbtt --Burlington Free Press. Miss BOSELEAF (who is trying to force a conversation)--"What do you suppose, Mr. Van Noodle, makes our hostess' receptions so invariably stu- pid?" Mr. Van Noodle--Aw, weally, I haven't a ghost of ideaw. Miss B.-- And all the other gentlemen are . much like yotu Yes, that must be the reason. alas! A l i t t e HI, ' - A little pill, >. . . A little b 11. J An acute pain t cmes on i gain ' ;» An 1 falls t.j wane. • - Thro' doctor's Climb unaware fc T The golden stair. V • » * • j - 4*0* • ^ n 811 **ther®' "I CAR« NOT FOR FORTUSjl,** If fortune uniles011 tnetoday, ' ' AND WOO- ME IN HER GO :T E WAY, ' : ' LLEGONE, DULL C TRE AND I-ORRAWF I'LL BOB AND NOD IN ROYAL EASE, AND RIRA'N M Y GOBLI T TO THE LEES^ ' ' What care i for the MORR>W^«^ If wanton fate fliould push away " The gadabout, way bid her stay? J * ,* S I'd ijr live not--no, nor sorrow. T'CO SKIES MAY IROWN, THE SUN MAY 6HINIT< " I PULF MY PIPE AND SIP MY WINE, 4- IF DEEP INDEBT, 1 UORROW. I --II. V. 8., IN LIFE. V "Is THERE harmony in your ehuroh ?" asked the Presiding Elder. "There js --there is," replied Deacon Bamsgate; "perfect harmony. We have dismissed the pastor, discharged the organist, compelled the choir to resign, discon tinued the Sabbath and week-day meet ings, discharged the sexton, and ex pelled about one-lialf the members; and white-winged peace now broods softly within the walls of this branch of the earthly Zion. Harmony? I be lieve the very angels envy us."--jB»r- dette. THE SONG OF THE REIT. . A minstrel am I ot a single lay, B it I S:N)R i t the whole day long. In the crowded O >op TR ihe breezy way I warble my s.tuple £Ong. Only an egg. with its clear white shell-- The sea hut 1 no pearl more fa r-- And over that spheroid I cackle andyelL AND HAL'.O AND WRESTLE AND REAP. ; O, FRAIL, WEAK THING IS MY OVAJTTFGEM, . - AS IT LIES 111 MY STRAW LINED N©ST; . BUT IT RAKETH THO ORAT R, S EM AND STENTS WHEN IT EATEHETH HIM 011 THE CREST. A: . There is m ght in the weakness, and wl|en it go 8 Down in the afternoon of life. It can lead a stron r ma I by the note. When I* mlxeth ltse.f In the strife. I am no slugger; the hawk tha' swoops Must hunt tor ME under the thatch; And yet in the Held, or noisy coops, 1 always come up to the scr toh. So I sing the only lay that 1 know. In numbers becomingly meek; Because t'io' "my sun never sets," I know That mv life will beendeU nooks weak. . --Burlington Haickeyc. . < * • r'\,\ A Millionaire Who Looks Like Oaf* The millionaire who looks the mil lionaire more than any one else in New York is Mr. William Astor. You could not pa^-s Mr. Astor on the street with out feeling that he was a very rich man. He looks something like Kaiser Wilhelm. He is over six feet tall I should say, and stout in proportion; his complexion is fiorid, his eyes small and blue or gray, his nose long and rat'acr sharp, and he wears short, gray side-whiskers that lie close to his ears, and a gray mustache that is clipped short, so that it will not interfere with hid soup. He walks up town every day from his ofiSce; a id there is an air of exceptional prosperity about him that is unmistakable.--New York Letter. Wanted a Sjnonym. "I'm at a loss for a word," said the managing editor to the phonny man. "I want to say something severe--very b>d won't do, can't you give me a syno nym?" "Awful bad," suggested the phonny man. ' ; - "No, that don't sound well." • "Terrible bad." "No, that ain't forcible enough. "" v "Dam bad." "Oh, now you've hit it! Now giv* me a synonym for dam that I can use." The phonny man is still scratching his head on the subject--Philadelphia Chronicle-Telegraph. ' : WITH regard to securing pure, health ful milk the following opinion by Bes- ser, of Munich, has been quoted by N. Gerber: "It is desirable to prevent the sale of milk which is below a oertain standard as good milk, even if it be simply the unadulterated product of single animals reduced through insuffi cient and faulty feeding. Ordinances passed for the prevention of adultera tion would be powerless if it be law ful that milk may be adulterated before its production in the body of the ani mal by injudicious treatment and feed- in sr." yi f- VZ5F.4 - <•/%- 1 ^