»,**«.. . •$ vnnr TOKENS. Tt» mtu-mur of a waterfall A mil© away, ' Ths ttutlp when a robin lights ' °'"*- -M Upon a stray, Th® lappinu of a lowland Btreaqp : On dipping boughs,t , : > The sound of grazing from a hw4l '•'"i- jt gentle cows, The echo from a woodod hill Of cuckoo's call, Vbe quiver through tho meadow gSMS At eveninp fall; " Too Mbtle are these harmonist & *'»" .. .. For pen and rule; f ' . Such mnslc is not understood 81s,)' v ? /• By any school; $nt when the brain is overwrought It hath a spell Beyond all human skill and power To xnake it well. . •, -. Th« memory of a kindly word For long gone by, Wiefragr&nco ot a fadii* flowe* Sent lovingly, Stt* gleaming of a sudaen smilt \ * Or sudden toar, The warinor pressure of the haaj|»; B v The tono of cheer, j"$1ie hash thai means "I cannot speak, But I have heard," the note tliat only boars a vers* ; " From Ood's own Word; ..Such tiny things we hardly count t.'U As ministry, the givers deeming they have shown Scant sympathy; . ' Hat when the heart is overwrought^ > Oh, who can tell *he power of such tinv things To make It well? i 1% 41 \ •iis BT EDMOND K. EVKBSOK, Well, yes, ma'am; as you say, we nurses do sometimes see very romantic storied under our eyes. If I could write down all the family histories that I hare seen, and heard, dear, dear! what a book it would make, to be sure! But you were asking me about Miss Ethel Sunderland. I WAS sent for to nurse her through a dreadful attack of lung fever when she was only 17. Her father was pretty nearly oat of his mind about her, for she was the only child, and her mother was dead. They had relatives, like other people, bat none living with them, and the house was under the care of a regular housekeeper. But Mr. Sunderland was very rich, and en tertained a great deal of company, so tbat Mrs. "Wood, the housekeeper, had hot time to regularly nurse Miss Ethel, who needed constant care. She was the prettiest little creature, with big, soft, brown eyes, and a crop of brown curls, and aB sweet and patient as she was pretty. All the winter she was kept in her room; but when the spring opened the doctor ordered her to have a drive outside the town every fine day, especially ordering that she was to be carried down the stairs, as she was very weak and still short of breath. Mr. Sunderland, though he was a rich man, did not keep a carriage. He had waited for that, he said, until Miss Ethel was a young lady. So he went to a livery stable and ordered an open barouche for every fine afternoon, being particular to speak for a very careful driver, and one strong enough to carry his daughter down the stairs. Of course I was to go with Miss EtheL She was so weak the first day that it was hard work to dress her. As soon as she was rested after being dressed, I went down and called the driver to carry her to the carriage. As he came up the front steps, I thought he was one of the handsomest men I ever saw in my life, tall and strong, with dark curling hair, and big black eyes. But, strong and tall as he was, no wo man could have been more gentle. He lifted Miss Ethel as tenderly as a mother lifts a baby, and settled her on the pillows in the carriage so nicely that she looked the l picture of comfort. When she thanked him, he said, "This carriage was built for Mrs. Elberston, and is hung very low, on easy springs. I was accustomed to carry her as I have earned you, so Mr. Elberston sent me to-day." Mr. Elberston was the man who kept the livery stable. Certainly no carriage could be more comfortable, and the driver's seat was on the same level as the back one where Miss Ethel was settled, while the driver and I sat in front. He did not talk much the first day, but it was beautiful to see how careful he was in driving, and I could tell by his eyes that he was very much amused at Miss Ethel's chatter. How her tongue did run! Every thing gave her something to laugh or talk about, and just the faintest pink came into her pale cheeks, making her prettier than ever. Well, we went to drive every day, and very soon the handsome driver chatted away with us as merrily as Miss Ethel her self. His name, he told us, was Mark, and somehow, while he was perfectly respectful to us, you could see that it was not exactly in a servant's way, but that re spect every gentleman gives a lady, or even a woman in my position. And then, although I never had much education myself, I've been amongst ladies all my life, and we nurses have a great deal of time for reading, so I can tell when any one has school learning as well as any body, and Mark bad. He would tell Miss Ethel many things that she only knew a little about, but he had studied, and they would often use foreign words or whofe sentences, as if they were just the same as English. It all came about so easily, that we did not stop to think then how odd it was for her to be chatty with the driver, but after awhile I got uneasy. She was, in some respects, you see, my charge, and if ever two young people were falling in love with each other these two were. But what could I do? Mr. Sunderland was high and mighty with people under him, and never spoke to me except about Miss Ethel's health, and, you see, it was a delicate matter to speak about. All through April, May, and June we drove out every day. Mark knew every pleasant drive within miles of the town, and as Miss Ethel grew stronger we spent whole afternoons in pleasant, shaded places, bringing home great bunches of wild flowers, and better than all, bringing health to the dear child. Indeed, she was so mnch better that I proposed Beveral times, to leave her, but was persuaded to stay. , "My daughter is accustomed now to your care," Mr. Sunderland said to me, in his grand way, "and when she goos to the sea- aide she must have an attendant who Un derstands her health. You can npae your own price, but, if possible, I should to you remain with her." Sol stayed, and easy enough I found it. No night-nursing, Ho menial work; for there were plenty of servants, and one to wait especially upon Miss Ethel's room. She was really fond of me, too; and. in deed, her own mother could not have nursed her more lovingly and faiihfully. In July we went to the seaside, r to a quiet place, where we had a furnished cottage and two servants. Mr. Sunder land came down often, always for Sundav, but we were alone most of the time, and then I knew the mischief those drives had done. Miss Ethel did not whine and repine, beoause her whole nature was bright and sunshiny, but her talk was all day about Mark. She woie dresses he had admired she read book they had talked about together, she "wondered" always if he missed her, what he was doing, what he would think of little things thai we saw heard. Once, when I laughingly proposed that •he should ask her father for her own car riage, and engage Mark for coachman, she flushed deeply, then grew white as death, and ran away from me, crying as if her heart would break. I knew then that she loved him. But she was very young, and it was not likely we should meet Marie again. Well, when we went back to town I had BO excuse for staying, and reported at the lMMpiftl for duty. I was very busy all viatn, and could only call once' or twice to ad^for Miss Ethel. Her aunt had come horn* from Paris in the autumn, tod Miss Ethel WHS having a gay winter, but she did Mt look strong nor happy. \v. I did not see her then for nearly a yi for Hhe traveled all the next summer, £•< Kavember Mr. Sunderland came for The old trouble on the lungs waa thr&ten ing again, and the doctor had ordered Miss Ethel to Italy. Her father was going with her, but she wanted me, too, and I was glad enough to go. I really loved her, and J[ was sure if she was ill that nobody could nurse her better than I could. I was shocked when I first saw her, she was so frail-looking; but she told me she danced herself to a shadow at Scarborough and iirighton, and would not own to being very ill. It was certainly not my duty to discour age her, and so I only watched her care fully, and nursed her as much as she would let me. The greatest change in her was her irritable restlessness. She was naturally active, but this was not natural, for her temper had «lways been very sweet. Even then, when she was cross one minute she was sorry the next, but I had never seen her cross or impatient before. One day she asked me if 1 had ever seen Mark again. "01d_Mr. Elberston, who kept the livery stable, is dead," she told me, "and papa says he left a large fortune. But a stranger has the stable, and sent us a strange driver. I asked for Mrs. Elberston's carriage, but he said there was nothing answering my description in the stable." I could not tell her anything about Mark, for the last lime I had seen him was when ' ' ,'he bade us a respectful good-bye the day before we went to the seaside. Now, ma'am, comes the romantic part. jMr. Sunderland found out something,I can. not tell how or where, and a fine rage he Jwas in. He was too fond of Miss Ethel to storm at her, but he did . talk to her about the disgrace it would be for her to many a common hack-driver, and he was just in a panic to get away from town, though Miss Ethel told him she had never seen Mark excepting in the drives. "Papa," she 6aid, "you need not be afraid. He never made love to me as you have been told--never! I never spoke to him alone, and probably I shall never see him again." She was very dignified about it, though she was such a little mite, not taller than many a child of fifteen. We started in the Mediterranean steamer the very next day after this. Miss Ethel was comfortably seated on deck, when up walked Mr., Sunderland and another gen tleman. "My dear," he said, "let me intro duce " And then Ethel cried out, "Mark!" As soon as she spoke her face, grew crimson, and Mr. Sunderland fairly gasped with amazement. < Then Mark said: "Please allow me to explain, Mr. Sunderland. You have known me, recently, as a rich man, whose father made money, as so many Englishmen do, by honest work. I was his only child, and no money was spared upon my education, it being the strongest desire of the dear old man's heart to see his son a gentleman. But after I left the university I found my father, advanced in years, very dependent upon what assistance I could give him in his business. He kept a livery stable, and one day there came an order for a careful driver for an invalid. My dear mother was an invalid for years before she died, and one of our carriages was built espe cially for her. " 'Will you go, for once?' father asked me. 'I do not like to have you drive, but you were used to your mother, and know just how to drive an invalid.' "So 1 went to your house, Mr. Sunder land, not only once but many times, and I became BO deeply attached to your daughter that my whole life's happiness was in her hands. It was my intention to speak to you at once, but my father ^as stricken down suddenly with illness, and as he seemed recovering, was ordered to Italy, to die there, as perhaps yon know. I re mained abroad for a short time, returning only last week, and, as you know, being introduced to you by our mutual friend, Mr. Hartman, a few days ago. "When I called to see you I learned that you would sail to-day in this steamer, and at once secured a cabin for myself. My affections require a winter in Italy, unless you bid me return in this same steamer." But he did not! Having heard the story, Mr. Sunderland, who had been watching Miss Ethel's face, only said, "Settle it between yourselves! I made my money in ham and bacon, your father made his in horses. Young people now-a-days generally arrange these matters to suit themselves." Then he strolled off. I wondered if he would have been quite so accommodating if young Mr. Elberston had been a poor hack-driver, even if he was quite as much of a gentleman. I had to go down to see about the luggage in the cabin, and so Mr. Elberston and Miss Ethel had their first long talk alone. There was a new diamond ring on the dear child's finger when I came up, and the winter in Italy did her worlds of good. For my part, I thought her lover was too sure of her to suit mcst young ladies, but, after all, she was such a child that her se cret was told when she saw him, and cried Mark!" with her whole heart in her voice and eyes. Married? Oh, yes, ma'am, nearly five years ago, and as happy as possible. They live with Mr. Sunderland, and I am sure he could not love a son of his own more than he does Mr. Mark Elberston. • The Art of Entertaining* Thus, a gifted, well-equipped hostess is the mainspring of social gatherings. This requisite being secured, it matters little whether appointments and sur roundings are luxurious or unpretend ing. One may find pleasure in visiting for once a mansion proverbial for the costliness of it arrangements, but the salons which have stood the test of time, where distinguished minds have consorted for years and years, have been conspicuous for the simplicity of the entertainment ollered. bear in mind, as one of the most delightful, a certain Parisian salon on a fifth fioor in the Rue de la Paix (without an elavator). where a charming woman of noble birth, but reduced means, the Baroness tie C , gathered around her every Tuesday the elite of French socijty, and this without other refreshments than eau sucree and macaroons. But there were other and better things to enjoy. A superb portrait of the baro ness, painted by Delacroix, a somewhat worn piano, on which Mme. Pleyel played, and occasionally some cele brated author or playwright would read a chapter on an act from a forthcoming novel or drama, after which came dis cussions, the charm of which I cannot attempt to retrace. Above all, the French custom should be adopted by guests at receptions, or other gatherings, to speak to one an other without waiting for the formality of an introduction. It is a courtesy due to one's hostess not to suppose that she can have invited any one unfit to be recognized by her other guests; her own name and standing are a suffi cient guarantee for the standing of all those who are invited to her house and to act in opposition to this principle is little short of a positive insult to one's entertainers, although to be sure, not intended as such.-- Madame Boch, in Kansas City Times. "COMPETITIVE preaching" is what the Scotch call it. A candid phrase that tells about what it usually comes to. By the time a church has tried forty or fifty oandidates the competition be comes such that, apparently,Providence quits the scene, and leaves the issue to caprice and chance. PEOPLE that never had any wits to spare themselves always are ready to egg on and chuckle when they see a bet ter fellow going a bit astray. * Every cur runs after and barks when a noble- blooded mastiff gete a tin can tied to his Wt--Mrs. Whitney, THE OLDEST CITY IS AMERICA. The Bloody History of S»nta 1Cruel Op pression of the Indians. Santa Fe is said to be the oldest city in America. That the statement is not true would be hard to prove, because the question of its origin and age is wrapped in mystery, says a writer in Youth's Companion. When Coronado exploded Mexico in 1512 he found many Indian pueblos on the Rio Grande River, and speaks of several which must have been near the present location of Santa Fe. The one which it is generally supposed was on its precise site was called Tequa, and at that time strctclied along its river banks for six miles. Coronado reported that he found here a beautiful and fertile valley, under high cultivation by the Indians. Tffis was in 1542. Visiting Santa Fe to-day,, it is hard to realize, ancient as the old ruins look, that one can be gazing on walls which Coronado SBAV nearly three centuries and a half ago, It is still harder to realize what must have been the oppessions and cruelties which have brought about the present degraded and wretched conditions of the Indians whose ancestors formerly occupied and cultivated the whole valley. That a race which, over three hundred years ago, had reached com fort and success in agricultural and pas toral occupations should be to-day an abject, supine, wretched race of beggars is a melancholy comment on the in justice they have received. They did not sink without troubles. In 1680 they drove out all the Spanish settlers and all the Roman Catholic priests, pulled down most of the churches, and--pathetic and significant act--covered up and concealed, so far as they could, every mine in the coun try. Only too well they knew that it was to the presence of these precious metals that they owed all their suffer ings. Far twelve years they held their own, but in 1692 they were again conquered and the Spanish Government re-estab lished. After the last great battle in this contest 400 young Indian men and maidens are said to have been dis tributed as slaves in the Spanish families. After this there were from time to time revolts and insurrections, but each one only plunged the unfortunate In dians into deeper misery. Santa Fe, being the seat of govern ment, was always the point of attack, the chief center of strife, and very terri ble scenes have been enacted here. As late as 1837 a Mexican Governor, who had ruled with great severity, and laid oppressive and unjust taxes on the In dians' crops, was murdered by them un der circumstances of tragic horror. Several of the Pueblos, united to gether, had raised an army and marched" on Santa Fe. Underrating their force, the Governor went out to meet them, and was driver back. He then attempted to treat with them, but they would hold no parley, and as he was returning to the city he was cap tured. His head was cut off and kicked like a foot-ball from camp to camp. They then put it on a pole and set it up defiantly within a few rods of the city walls. The secretary in whose handwriting the obnoxious decrees had been pro mulgated they treated with subtle cruelty, sparing his life, but cutting off both his hands and setting him free, with the taunt that he would not any longer write orders for tyrants. At night three brave Mexican women stole out of Santa Fe, found the Gover nor's body, wrapped it in a blanket and buried it in the cemetery, now de serted, on the hill northeast of the plaza. This was the last struggle the Indians made. They were soon subdued, and remained peaceable till they came, with the rest of the New Mexico citi zens, under the Government of the United States in 1846. There is still standing in Santa Fe one building which has been the home of the most prominent persons and the scene of the most important events through all the vicissitudes of the city and its government It is still called, as it was called when it was built in 1581, "The Palace." Anything less like a palace could hardly be conceived of. It is a low adobe building, one story high, with a veranda running its entire length. It makes the north wall of the plaza, and in it are still the Governor's home and all the offices of the Government, the United States and Territorial Court-room, libraries, Con gress halls, etc. It has been so often repaired that it has lost much of its ancient look, but the massive walls and heavy hewn beams remain unchanged, and will, no doubt, bear their mute witness to its antiquity for a century or more to come. Novel Reading. Many works of fiction may be read with profit as well as pleasure, but it cannot be denied that a large portion of the fictitious literature of our day is of a pernicious character and tendency. Novels, like other books, are made to sell, and as competition is lively, authors vie with each other in the effort to fill the pages of their works with the i;:i st intensely exciting plcts that the imagination can invent. It is not to that class of novels known to be decidely obscene that reference is made. These are condemned, professedly, by society, and in many of the States their sale is prohibited. But the popular mind is often so closely allied to the openly im pure literature we condemn, as to be scarcely worthy of a belter name than tbat which is repudiated. The language, it is true, is cautiously selected to clothe the thoughts, but the sentiment is offensive to purity and moral character. Yet this is very largely the class pf novels that is most eagerly sought and read. Their tendency is not to improve and elevate the mind, but to lead it astray, and to lower the standard of morals in society. It is even questionable whether novel read ing, under any circumstances, is pro ductive of good results. It leads the mind off from the common and ordin ary realities of life, and fixes it upon that which is unreal and visionary. The tendency is to disappointment and dis satisfaction when we come to grapple with facts in practical experience. U happy marriages are largely the re sult of novel reading, and to the same cause may mainly be attributed the separations and Aivorces of the present day. It is folly, however, to write of this growing evil in society, unless it Will be to induce an effort that will suppress or even check the evil. Novel readers be gin early in life. Even the "Mother Goose" stories and toy books of that class may be accepted as the rudimental text-books of the infant, which create the craving for the larger novel of a few years later; and before the youthful reader is aware of it he or she becomes so addicted to the perusal of fictitious literature that everything of a adore solid and practical character is avoided with an aversion that is difficult to con quer. It is not unreasonable to presume that much of the power to prevent novel reading lies with the parents with the mother. There is an abund ance of attractive juvenile books that are free from the objections 'indicated, but which are just as attractive as Mack, the Giant Killer," "Blue Beard," or "Aladdin and His Wonderful Lamp," and which would afford real amusement to the child, and leave lasting moral impressions upon the mind at the same time. Later in life, the mind thus prepared will rarely enjoy novel reading, if suit able works on history, travels, animals, birds, fishes, and the monsters of the sea, the construction of the globe, astronomy, mechanics, painting, flowers, etc., are placed Avithin its reach. With the aid of these, the mind becomes prepared by proper training to partici pate in the practical duties of life, while the novel reader too often is com pelled to admit an error in early train ing when it is too late to remedv the evjj.* ' ' Study of Music* When you seat yourself before your piano, with a simple piece of music on the stand in front of you, look at the notes on the key board and those written above on the music and try to think of them as so many characfers, each one with a part of its own to be performed, demonstrating its own in dividuality by means of your interpre tation of it; not to be badly treated or misunderstood by those ten fingers of yours, which with the help of the heart and mind, and, let us hope, some soul too, are to pfirodue all the. harmonies of which they are capable. It is not enough for you to know that the keyboard of the piano before you represents merely so many notes whose names, alphabetically arranged, seem so easy to remember. Much more than this must you think of from the very beginning. A grand science be longs to tlierti, and although the study of harmony or thorough bass cannot be accomplished in all its details with out years of study, you can make a point of applying to every musical practice, to every lesson, to every line of music you read and play, a cer tain amount of technical knowledge which you will, find of the utmost as sistance when you come to the deeper and closer study of the science itself. Moreover, you will acquire a new sort of interest in your work, by feeling that you bring to each day's progress some thing which unfolds to you thejiigher meanings in the act; and it is well in the very outset to impress upon your self the fact that the first and simplest rules of music are those which must be fixed permanently upon the mind. Try so completely to understand- what you are learning that there need be no go ing back over the same ground, except by the way of refreshing the memory, or making more complete the harmony of your work. Just as in the study of language it is necessary to, learn the al phabet thoroughly, the meaning of each word in a sentence before that sentence can be spoken intelligently, or satisfactorily understood, so in music the very first principles must be mastered before you can hope for any elaborations; and, indeed, to read and play a simple scale in the best way is to thoroughly understand not only the names of its notes, but the reasons for their arrangement and their relation ship to each other.--The Story of Music and Musicians. Science in Betting. There is, so says Dave Pulsifer, who ought to know, a scientific way of betting on horse races. Like all other scientific methods, however, it is hard to. attain and not easy to keep up. Horses when they start in at the begin ning of the season belong, according to their on merits, to different classes. There are the '2:20 horses, and the 2:30 and the 2:40 and the 3 minute horses among the trotters, and among the run ners there is the same sort of differ ence. Bookmakers must have their heads filled with horses, with weights, and besides with a great lot of data re garding their performances and their condition. The outsider, because a horse is the winner of one race, usually makes a favorite of him for the next. The bookmaker doesn't always do that. And especially is it true that a horse which wins several races hand running will become a prime favorite with the outsiders, while bookmakers and pro fessionals for this very same reason begin to put their money up against him. As a rule, the winning of one race by a runner makes the winning of a second difficult; and, as races are run, the chances of success next time de crease in a certain proportion. This is because of the addition of weight. The racer finally overweighs himself by his many successes and he then loses. On the other hand, owners of slower horses trail along from circuit to circuit losing races; their runners having weight taken off each time, until at some course or other the horse runs light, is m first-class form, his owner backs him to win and win he does. The public does not keep these things iu mind. The pool seller and bookmaker never forgets them. They are his stock in trade. There are of course a great many other influences beside that of weight. Hard running and the win ning by close scratches pulls the best racer down. The condition of the horse must be borne as carefully in mind as the weight. "If a horseman will familiarize him self with all these things," says Dave Pulsifer, "he can bet on the horse races and win money, but it will take his time. He can't bet on horse races and win money and do much else besides." Chicago Mail. Left-Hand Writing by Soldiers. Here is a single significant fact from which one may judge of the character of the American soldiers in this just- concluded war: A gentleman in New York City, awhile since, took it into his head to collect specimens of writing from soldiers who had lost their right hands in battle and afterward learned to use the left. He gave public notice of his desire, and offered prizes for the best of these specimens. Pretty soon they be gan to come in, and by the time speci fied for awarding the prizes 300 samples of such left-hand writing by maimed soldiers had arrived. I have just been looking over some of this writing. A great many of the specimens are written in a beautiful manner. All are good. The writing in nearly all cases slants backward in stead of forward. One piece of writ ing, from a soldier who had lost both armB, was made by holding the pen in his mouth.--North American Review. UNSELFISH peoplo are always polite, because good manners are only the ab sence of selfishness. Forms of Salutation. It is related by Sir Walter Scott, in one of his great historical novels, that a certain chieftain possessed such strength that he was able to crush the hand of any one offered to him by way of salutation. That this is no mere ex aggeration is evidenced from the fact that there are many cases on record illustrating the Samson-like grip of such persons, and their address other wise in oourt and on field. The various forms of salutation have always been of much interest In early Bible times, the record reads that Esau ran to meet Jacob, his brother, and fell upon his neck and kissed him. The embrace and the kiss were oertainly among the first exhibitions of fraternal affection. If the Hebrew habit was that, so it' can be quoted from the "Blind, old man of Scio's rocky isle," Homer, in the Odyssey, that when the hero of that grand epic made himself known to his friends they placed their arms about Ulysses and showered kisses upon the head, hands, and shoul ders. That sign of affection became in time restricted to relatives and those by the sacred rites of marriage soon to be related. < In New Testament times the holy kiss was enjoined upon the brethren. Among less cultured people the rub bing of noses was long held in high es teem, and it is told by travelers that even to this day in parts of Africa the sniffing or nose rubbing custom pre vails, as also among Indo-Chinese races, Mongols, and others, while the Eski mos and Laplanders follow the same habit. In many places the kiss is popular,' and men kiss each other as an ex pression of their regard. It is quite common in Continental Europe for parents and near relatives to quit their family and friends with a kiss on each cheek. The custom of kissing the head is also very venerable, and has been in vogue time out of mind.. The right hand of fellowship is ex tended in most churches upon receiving members into the communion.. When candidates for ordination or for any im portant step in the course of Christian life are accepted, the second chapter of Galatians comes to mind, and the right hand of fellowship is extended. There is no doubt but that this custom of ex tending the right hand was introduced into all modern Christian nations. It is based upon the Scripture narrative and epistle, and while possibly not wholly new, still was given a higher significance through the New Testa ment forms. The Indians of the plains and the mountains of the West have the universal "How" and the grasp of the hand, which they have borrowed from the white man. This habit has become fixed among almost every un civilized people. It is recognized as the proper act, no ceremony is complete without it, and it is like the tobacco among the tribes, the sine qua non of the ceremonies, the sign that must precede all intercourse. Iu the early days in all Mississippi Valley the Jesuit missionaries said the Illinois Indians met them with their hands and arms held high in the air. This also was the greeting they gave the sun, Waubun, on his appearing in the morning. The sign of welcome and amity has been the right hand, with perhaps some slight variation. The right hand indicates and signifies power, honor; the king held the scepter in his right hand; the great pontiff of Rome gave the benediction with the right hand; the signet rings were worn on the right hands; the hand showing fellowship and unity were and are always the right hands; and all the great and important and impressive state, religious, and paternal acts were performed by the hand that moved the world.--Chicago Inter Ocean. Brother' Gardner on a Dead Member. "It am my painful dooty to inform dis club dat Brudder Arbustus Jenkins has passed from airth away," said Brother Gardner when the triangle had ceased to toll. "He was an honbrary member of dis club, libin' in the Stait ob North Caroliny, an' he was only 15 cent's behind on his dues. It kin not be said o' Arbustus dat he was either a statesman, poet, philosopher, phi lanthropist, or scholar. He was simply an eberyday man, who did not shrink eandwise when lie got wet. "As a citizen of de United Staits he did not go braggin' aroun' about our bein' de greatest nashun on airth, but he had a hickory club laid away fur any country which might knock de chip off our shoulder. "As an elector he went to de polls ebery time dar was a chance to wote, an' sometimes when deir wasn't, an' if he split his ticket it was bekase he was deeply interested in de matter of hon est guv'ment. "As a laborer he was worthy of his hire. When he wasn't workin' he was thinkin' fur de benefit of his boss. If tie boss didn't know dis it was his own fault. "As a naybur, he neber borrowed coffee an' sugar w'dout makin' a mark on de tin cup, so he could return good measure. "Asa member of de community in which he dwelt he upheld de law in de daytime and stole watermeylons under kiver of darkness, thereby settin' a good example fur de young. "As a church member he prayed soft an' low, an' he was half a line behind all de rest in de singin'. In case he happened to be cotclied «vid a ham be longing to somebody else no refleck- shuns could be cast on do church. "As a husband he bossed de cabin,' an' as a father he brung his chill'en up to fear de law an' respect ole aige. "We shall hang de usual emblem of mournin' on de outer doah, an' we shall feel a bit sorry dat a fair to medium man has passed away. Dat will be all. We shan't pass no resolushuns to send to his wife, who knowed him better dan anybody else, nor will we claim dat our heartfelt sympathies go out fur de chill'en, who am probably no better dan anybody else's. It am 'nuff fur us dat we kin say Arbustus was up to the aiverage, an' dat death oould have tooken a wusser man an'not half tried." --Detroit Free Press." Proof Positive. ( "The teacher wanted to box my ears this morning," remarked Johnny Fizzle- top. "How do you know that he wanted to box your ears ?" asked his mother. "If he hadn't wanted to box my ears he wouldn't have done it, would he, eh?"--Texas Siftings. Something Else That Needs Checking. It is a delighted innovation on the part of the lady visitors to a popular theater in this city to check their hats before entering the auditorium. If they will go still further and check their conversational habits for the same period, theater-going will become quite a pleasure.--Life. LICE is a short day, bnt it is a work ing day.--Hannah More. Ifew Orleans. The first time I saw New Orleans was on a Sunday morning in the month of March. We alighted from the train at the foot of Esplanade Street, and walked along through the French Mar ket, and by the Jackson Square to the Hotel Royal. The morning, after rain, was charming; there was a Iresh breeze from the river; the foliage was a tender green; in the balconies and on the moldering window - ledges flowers bloomed, and in the decaying courts climbing-roses mingled their perfume with the orange; the shops were open; ladies tripped along from early mass or to early market; there was a twittering in the square and in the sweet old garden; caged birds sang and screamed the songs of South America and the tropics; the language heard on all sides was French, or the degraded jargon which the easy-going African has manu factured out of the tongue of Bienville. Nothing could be more shabby than the streets, ill-paved, with undulating side walks, and open gutters green with slime, and both stealing and giving odor; little canals in which the cat be came the companion of the crawfish, and .the vegetable in decay sought in vain a current to oblivion; thd streets with rows of one-story houses, Wooden, with green doors and batten window-shutters, or brick, with the painted stucco peel ing off, the line broken often by an edi fice of two stories, with galleries and delicate tracery of wrought iron, houses pink and yellow and brown and gray colors all blending and harmonious when we get a long vista of them, and lose the details of view in the broad and artistic effect; nothing could be shabbier, than the streets, unless it is the tumble-down picturesque old market, bright with flowers and vege tables and many-hued fish, and en livened by the genial African, who in the new world experiments in all colors, from coal-black to the pale-pink of the sea-shell, to find one that suits his mobile nature. I liked it all from the first; I lingered long in that morn ing walk, liking it more and more, in spite of its shabbiness, but utterly un able to say then or ever since wherein its charm lies. I suppose we are all wrongly made up and have a fallen nature; else why is it that while the most thriftly and neat and orderly city only wins our approval, and perhaps gratifies us intellectually, such a thriftless, bat tered and stained, and lazy old place aB the French quarter of New Orleans takes our hearts? Although New* Orleans has only about a quarter of a million of inhabi tants, and so many only in the winter, it is larger than Pekin, and I believe than Philadelphia, having an area of about one hundred and five square miles. From Carrollton to the Bar racks, which are not far from the Battle-Field, the distance by the river is some thirteen miles. From the river to the lake the least distance is four miles. This vast territory is traversed by lines of Horse-cars which all meet in Canal street, the most important busi ness thoroughfare of the city, which runs northeast from the river, and divides the French from the American quarter. One taking a horse-car in any part of the city will ultimately land, having boxed the compass, in Canal street. But it needs a person of vast local erudition to tell in what part of the city, or in what section of the home of the frog and crawfish, he will land if he takes a horse-car in Canal street. The river being higher than the city, there is of course no drainage into it; but there is a theory that the water in the open gutters does move, and that it moves in the direction of the Bayou St. John, and of the cypress swamps that drain into Lake Pontchartrain. The stranger who is accustomed to closed sewers, and to get his malaria and ty phoid through pipes conducted into bin house by the most approved methods of plumbing, is aghast at this spectacle of slime and filth in the streets, and wonders why the city is not in perennial epidemic; but the sun and the wind are great scavengers, and the city is not nearly so unhealthy as it ought to be with such a city govern ment as they say it endures.--Charles Dudley Warner, in Harper's Maga zine. "Doctors Will Differ." As an illustration of the old saying that "doctors will differ," the following is related by a physician of unques tioned veracity: In the course of a lecture which he was delivering before a number of students, he had brought in by the mother a child six months old, which, he stated was suffering from a very peculiar affection, one seldom seen in this country; and he requested five of the students present, each sepa rately, to diagnose the case. The first gave it as his medical belief that the child was suffering from incipient pneu monia; the second, after examination, pronounced it incipient diphtheria; the third staked his reputation upon its being peritonitis; the fourth called it marasmus; while the fifth said it was "malaria." WThen they had each made a careful examination the lecturer said: "Well, gentlemen, have you any thing further to say in regard to the case ?" "Nothing more than has been already said," was the reply from each. "Well," said he, taking the little one and holding it up before them, "this is a child that has never had a day's sick ness since its birth. It is the most per fectly healthy child that I have ever seen." ' - • **- • -- The Self-Made Man. Who is the stout El-der-ly gen-He- man, do you ask, Children ? I did not rec-ognize him at first Let us take a Walk around the block and escape him. We are inXuck; he Did not see us. If we had grfcen him a Chance 1#3 would have but-fcoiyhol-ed us and told us a story Aboul two hours in length. It would havp Been about his Early struggles. He Would have told us how He used to get up at Four in the morn ing when he Was a boy, and how he Iii- va-ri-a-bly had to Crack four inches of ice in tfte 'pail Before he could Get water to wash with. It froze hard in Those days. He would have also In- form-ed us that his Youth was spent in hoe-ing po-ta-toes and sawing wood, PITH AND POINT. ' A DESIGNING man--The architect" A GLOWING account--A burning bill. BKEF on the range -- Hotel steak, eooking. LARGE revolver*--The earth and the moon. t v A REAL Knight of Labor---The night before Christmas. MAN was created first. Woman was a sort of recreation. WHAT is it which can be right but never wrong. An angle. QUOTATION by the victim at the den tists--How happy could I be with either! MANY A young man who has been too bashful to propose to a girl has had her father come into the parlor about 11 o'clock and help him out. THE "sweets of matrimony" doubt less consist of honeyed words for the first month and of candid expressions for the rest of life.-- Detroit Free Press. A PETBIFIED Indian has. been ex humed in Arizona. The savage is sup posed to have been petrified with as tonishment on discovering an honest Indian agent--8. F. News Letter. MB. STANLEY, the explorer, says that the greatest difficulty enoountered in building railroads in Africa is that the ostriches eat up the rails as fast as they are laid.--Norrisiown Herald. "How is it that you have never kindled a flame in any man's heart?" asked a rich lady of her portionless niece. " suppose aunt, it is because I am not a good match," replied the poor niece. WIFE--RL don't see how you can say that Mr. Whitechoker has an «ffemihate way of talking. He has a very loud voice. Husband--I mean by an effemi nate way of talking, my dear, that he talks all the time.--Harper's Bazar. VALERIE VILLEMEB (Vassar '87) But, auntie, all the researches of mod ern science convince us that evolution is the only theory to which we attach any confidence. Amiable aunt--Well, my dear, if you won't disturb my ances tors in the Garden of Eden I will promise not to feed peanuts to yours at the zoological garden.--Harvard Lam poon. "SECRETARY EVARTS uses some re markably long sentences, doesn't he ?" said a traveler to his seat-mate, with whom he had been discussing the vari ous prominent statesmen. "Yes; but I don't think any of his can compare in length to a sentence that I heard Judge Bromley get off last week." "What was it?" "Twenty-five years."--Mer chant Traveler. "HAS the Prince of Wales ever run after you?" asked the .manager of an important actress. "Ne," was the re gretful reply, "but my name has been coupled with those of a Duke and two Lords." "I'm afraid," said the mana ger, shaking his head, "that 1 can't offer you any inducements. The Lord business has become so common that the American public has drawn the line at the Prince of Wales."--Judge. EASTERN railway superintendent -- Some delay up the road, I hear. Tele graph operator--Yes, two passenger trains going at the rate of sixty miles an hour came together at Cliff Cross ing. "Cliff Crossing! There's a big embankment at that point." "Yes, both trains went over the precipice." "Well, it won't take long to get the track cleared, then. I waa afraid it might be something serious."--Qmaha World. SIB FRANCIS HASTINGS DOYLE put the following good story into his lately published book of reminiscences : James Allan Park was a worthy old judge, a believer in special providences and extremely eccentric. He was in the habit of talking aloud to himself without knowing it In one case that came before him the prisoner was ac cused of stealing some fagots, and Park, on the bench, was heard to mutter something to this effect, that he did not quite see his way to a verdict, one fagot being as like another fagot as one egg is like another egg. The quick- eared barrister retained for the de fense, caught these murmurings from above, and instantly made use of them. "Now, witness," he cried out, "you swear to those fagots; how dare you do such a thing? Is not one fagot as like another fagot as one egg is like another egg?" Immediately the judge, who, though a good man, had certainly no claim to be an angel, rualhed in without any proper apprehensions. "Stop the case," he shouted, "stop it at once; the coincidence is quite miraculous. I vow to God that very same thought in the very same' words passed through my mind only a few seconds ago. Heaven has interfered to shield an innocent man. Gentlemen of the jury, you will acquit the prisoner." The Tobacco and Other Habits. All authorities agree that its use is injurious to the young, but the wisest differ in the views as to the effects upon adults if used in moderation. A glutton can gorge himself to the verge of stu- pefication with the most wholesome food, but that is no evidence that food is injurious. And if this zealous young teacher will but tise the eyes that are given her and a little of the good sense with which she is endowed she can easily ascertain the fact that the aver-y- age man, though addicted to the tobacco habit, is a far more robust and a healthier creature than the average wo man who never touches it. All the to bacco that has been consumed by man kind since Sir Walter astonished the court of good Queen Bess with its fumes has not caused as many deaths as tight lacing and other imprudences in dress among the fair sex, nor has it en tailed one-half the misery upon the children of its devotees. If this teacher is tired of the monotony of in structing the young idea how to shoot in the old-fashioned way and wishes to vary her methods of teaching by pos ing as a reformer, let the rambler . whisper in her ear that she will be just as likely to win success and fame by preaching against tight corsets, dis figuring bustles and French heels, as she will by catechising her pupils re garding the tobacco habits of their fathers. In either case she will reap her labor for her pains and in due time . . , , rjiu» BRUSHES, ETC. „ po-ta-toes . and That he has Had only six months Ior»cr P"?s anam aue un schooling In his life. He would have {STArtfe vfe fur-nisli-ed in-dis-pu-ta-ble proof of the I ' Latter statement. He calls himself a | Self-made man. Has he ever done An-y-thing of any account? Nothing; but he Has made a Good deal of money, and that is what Ails him. If I had taken as Much trouble to make myself as he Says he has and had not Panned Out better I should be Deeply dis-ap- point-ed.--Tid-Bits. "I KNOW a victim to tobacco," said a lecturer, "who hasn't tasted food for thirty years." "How do you" know he hasn't ?" asked an auditor. "Because tobaoeo killed him m was the reply, - ^ " ;i* All kinds of Canned Goods »nd esh Family AH mccpSTKB-iiiuijui UACITTT" with the acoompaniment.--Manchester Union. ' HE who commands himself, eoi#^ mands the world, too; and the more authority you have over others, the more command yo* luHM-Qie*--. y o u r s e l f . - * T . I V . , . A . • • „