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MKAfife wr nux ooouDil onrselves, ana still we say: iW work except to win som» prize; HMi our hopes to oertaiotiet, at gear, or favor in men's eye*. «tM while, the goal toward which wo Mn, t& down, in mmahtne and in r«l% of toil, if »o we may attain, * rnly »< Tto WMtuIio endeawr; full emp . power, which is man's 1) itt Work become! the end; reward the mm M» u from our idleness and dreamt, Aljd--Cih Is truly what the other seems. So Lord, with stfoh poor service as w« dfc:>f£ Thy fall salvation is our priie in view, Iter which we long, and prt-ss unto. like a great star on which we fix our eyil| |t dazzles from the high, blue distanoeei.,: And seems to beckon and to say, "Arise? And we arise and follow the hard way, Winning a little nearer day by day. Our hearts going faster than our footstepamay; And never gness the secret sweet device Which lures us on and upward to the skin, And makes each toil its own reward and prise. *To give oar little selves to Thee, to blend Our weakness with our strength, O Lotd, our friend, VhiA la life's truest privilego and and. --~Ind»pendent. BLOODSTAINED heard to lament the death of Monsieur Achille, as the means of depriving her hnsband of a large loan which he was to have received on the night on which the murder was committed, and of which itv was supposed Monsienr Achille was robbed while in the net of bringing it to the Hotel Montifiore. She also regretted having been obliged to part with some of her splendid diamonds, in order to raise sufficient to pay her husband's debts of honor. All these debts were paid; and after a time, those matchless gems again blazed amid the pale gold of her rich hair, and spanned the 6nowy circle of her arm; the tresses were like sanlight, the arm like Parian marble, the diamonds without price. None saw or dreamt of the blood-- the blood--that bonnd them round that bright head, clasped them on that arm, chained them to each other! « Monsieur Achille was soon forgotten. The Duke and Duchess de Montifiore liTed long after; no cloud ever seemed to shade his gay and open brow, or dim the luster of her glorious beauty. His debts once paid, no future embarrassments darkened their prospects. One bright path of unbroken prosperity alone remained for them; they died as they had lived, honored, respected, admired; and bequeathed to those around and beneath them tha almost singular ex­ ample of great rank, unblemished descent, unbounded wealth, united will all per­ fections of mind, character, and conduct! BY CECIL STEME. Monsieur Achille was the richest banker tn Paris. Bora and bred a Jew, he had When very young, from motives of interest, Conformed to the Christian fniih. He was sow about forty years of age, but looked nome years less--short, stout, sallow, with the features peculiar to his tribe, black hair, bushy whiskers, small, piercing eyes, dressed in the extreme of fashion, 6ur- leunded by every article of taste and lux­ ury--in all extraneous circumstances a gentleman and a bel e«prit; but in mind and J heart a plebeian. OM morning, at the early hour of eleven, while seated at breakfast, he was startled %Jr an announcement from his valet that the Duchess de Montifiore was M ailing to taee him in the grand saloon; that 6iie had <XHne on loot and unattended, and had only •t last given her name when she found it impossible to obtain admission without doing so. Monsieur Achille's pale cheek flushed, 'U. then faded to a double sallowness--then he * Smiled--then almost trembled. At last, he desired his valet (o return to the Duchess and announce his speedy arrival; then, having carefully revised hito toilet, and fortified himself with a class from one of the bottles on the table before him, he de­ scended to the grand saloon. The Duchess was standing with her back v to him, examining a picture of exquisite beauty, which hung on the opposite side of the room. He bad time to close the door and advance half-way up the apartment before she became aware of his entrance or turned to greet him. When she did so, what a contrast did she present to him! She, in her calm and Bmiling beauty--so «©ld, so proud--so superbly lovely. He, ' with his coarse and ordinary features, his , ungainly figure, his embarrassed manner! The Duchess was a beautiful woman--per­ haps she had never looked more beantifnl ;' , than she did at that moment. , She spoke first. "Monsienr Achille, I have come to beg a favor of you--but pray sit down." He obeyed her, and they seated themselves opposite to each other. "I have oome to ask you for money--we know how rich you are. Yon must know how affairs •tand with us--our revenues barely sup­ port our rank--our expenses are enormous. The sale of all my jewels will not raise sufficient to pay this debt of honor of my husband's; bnt it must be paid to-morrow. ?•- You, who know everything, must know all y this; and to you, as the richest man in , Puis, I come to request the loan--I might » almost sav, the gut--of thirty thousand p; louis d*or." "Thirty thousand louis, madam! Yon Mk half of what I possess." •• , "Not so, Monsienr Achille. One suc­ cessful speculation will restore it to you. You will scarcely miss it; to me it will be life; more than life--honor. This, with the sale of my diamonds, will bring us i barely through." Monsienr Achille was silent for some time; tben, with a bitter sneer, he said, "Try De Yalens and Beaufleur--will not y "' they supply you?" "Yon mock me--yon know they cannot, v • Oh! Monsieur Achille, have mercy--have f ' mercy!" And the Duchess, sinking on her knees, clasped her hands, and laid them on I*'*. |us feet. ' " You have had little mercy, madam-- you have had little mercy!" And then . there was a pause. At last, "Yon love your _ . husband, madam?" , "Better than my life," was the reply. u"Then rise, madam; seat yourself, and §; . listen to me." • » • • • « • • | > That evening, about 9 o'clock, Monsienr Achille, dressed with the utmost elegance, ishrouded in a large cloak, under which he |p. " earned a small but heavy packet, entered his cabriolet, and desiring his confidential i; valet to attend him, drove in the direction ' of the Hotel Montifiore. The drive was a ^ long one; and he, proceeding at a leisurely t paoe, had time to reflect upon and ponder over the events of the day. She, whom he &, •had. so loved!--she, who had so spurned, f.so despised him--the woman he had once ^ Sued and prayed to, whose laugh of deri- £•>. «on had rung in his ears BO long--she, so • worshiped, so respected, whom calumny had never reached, who stood in the center Of a profligate court purer than falling anow--she to be his at last--bought-- V? bought with a price--she, to whom all the |s, bobles of the land had sighed in vain,re- f. served at last for him! . At the corner of the street in which stood the Hotel Montifiore, he stopped and ^ gave the reins into the hands of his valet. Ha told him he was going on business to the Duke de Montifiore; and if the noble­ man was from home, should wait until he returned; that he expected his cabroilet to be at the same spot in two hours' time, and •that, if he was not there to meet it, he wished his servant to take it home, and he •would return on foot, and on no account to mention where he had left him, or to give any clue to the proceedings or destination of that evening. The valet obeyed these orders to the let­ ter. Monsieur Achille reached the Hotel Montifiore, and, pausing at a small side entrance into the court, gave a low whistle. The door was immediately opened by a "figure so muffled that it was impossible to distinguish either sex or age. With a silent movement, it beckoned him to follow; they crossed the court and reached a small and dark apartment. They paused. *1 have brought it all, most lovely Dnehess. And now " he took tenderly the extended hand of the figure--the grasp th# met his was of iron. "U it all gold?" "Ailgold," he answered; and the last word he ever uttered. Monsieur Achille was missing for two days, and great excitement prevailed in consequence. On the third day, his body vas found in the river, some miles from place when his valet stated he had him last. His pockets were rifled, his gone. A ghastly« wound in his showed how he had died. Bis servants were all strictly examined, whin the valet made his statement, in con- ce of which a visit was instantly by the commissioners of police to the 1 Montifiore, the result of which visit Wat that the valet was arrested and tried lor the murder and robbery of his master. mi evidenoe led to his acquittal; while in confinement nothing could <msi4he*kindnes8 of the Dnehess towards her liberality after hlB release, beautiful, so beloved--she was |pht same; as calm, as proud, as cold as „ Made to adorn the world, to her that was nothing--over her it had no Alma Ji«y intim»U twitanAm jh* ™S* was Hunting Pennsylvania Deer. Deer hunting in the woodlands of Pennsylvania is not what it was tliirty- five years ago. In those days the old military road from Olean to Kittanning in Western Pennsylvania made a way in the woods for the hunters. For a distance of 160 miles it led right through the forests, then unbroken, save here and there by a windfall or a pigeon-slashing. But doubtless many of my readers do not know the charac­ ter of a pigeon-slashing. Pigeon-slash­ ings* are made by the noble red man where pigeons are nesting. The dusky warrior allows his faithful squaw to cut down the trees while he picks up the young nestlings. In the present day good hunters are shooting both deer and bear in large numbers in Elk County. Deer are swift-footed creatures. They can smell a man with a rifle more than a mile. If they are not badly wounded they are almost sure to make their escape. Ex­ perienced hunters try to shoot the animals right behind the shoulder. The game is generally found on the hills. A deer is always suspicious of the low lands. If disturbed in the valleys they put for the hills without saying good-bye, and the hunter who follows the trail rarely overtakes his game. A man hunting alone never follows a deer, but takes a circuitous, and often very fatiguing route, and meets the prey up in the hills. I have followed a deer trail many a weary mile only to find that it came to an abrupt termination right in an open and unlooked for spot. This is accounted for by the fact that the cun­ ning beast turns right about in his own tracks, stepping into each old footprint in the snow and retracing its steps un­ til it finds a suitable place for a big leap, when he bounds off some twenty feet or more over underbrush or rocks and makes tracks in another direction, fully impressed with the idea that he has thrown his pursuers off his trail. When a large animal is killed a good distance from the camp% it is a difficult undertaking to bring in the game. I have frequently left the carcass of a deer hanging to a tree until the follow­ ing day. When the snow covers the ground, the Pennsylvania deer feeds on fallen acorns and beechnuts. They re­ move the snow with their antlers so that they can get at the feed. There is a place called Wilcox in the interior of Elk County which is a favorite resort for amateur hunters. There is a rich old tanner here .who owns a park con­ taining many acres in which is a herd of over 100 deer, buck, does, and fawns. He will let one hunt in this park by paying for all of the game killed or injured. In the backwoods, venison in in bulk sells for eight or nine cents a* pound, while steaks bring thirteen cents a pound. Bear meat can be pro­ cured at eight cents. A fully devel­ oped male deer will weigh 208 pounds. The only danger in hunting deer in the Pennsylvania woods lies in the fact that you may get lost or become a prey to a hungry wildcat.--Detroit Free Press. Personal Traits of tbe Czar. Alexander IIX was always one of the most taciturn of Princes, so, before he became Emperor, very little was really known of his character and opinions be­ yond the limits of the Court. When this is the case with an heir apparent there are plenty of people ready to in­ vent bon mots and ideas for him, but he certainly gave the impression of be­ ing almost without a care and of having a ready capacity for enjoyment. No one at the theater laughed more at the comic parts of a play; but it is hard on man when he cannot applaud the in­ genuity of three actresses who stood to­ gether, one dressed in red, the second in white, the third in bue, after the German Ambassador had remonstrated at the tricolor being displayed on a St. Petersburg stage, without being at once set down as the stanchest Francophile. The tragic event of March 13, 1881, un­ doubtedly sobered him, and he has ever since been a sadder and graver man. The fatal Sunday afternoon he had parted from his father, after a service at the riding-school, and was sitting down to luncheon half an hour later wfth his wife at the Anitchkoy Palace, when the news reached him "that his own accession to the throne was immi­ nent, and they both hastened to the Winter Palace. At 4:30 they drove away again from the Emperor's death­ bed, through a dense and sympathizing crowd, the new Empress weeping bit­ terly. For a long time afterwasd her shattered health and spirits required the greatest solicitude, and they conse­ quently lived in strict retirement, which was readily misconstrued by the friends of the Nihilist movement; but since her recovery th y have paid five visits to Moscow and have been warmly re­ ceived in the Crimea, Warsaw, Kazan, and in the country of the Don Cos­ sacks. The Emperor is an athlete in appear­ ance--tall, broad-shouldered, and of considerable weight. He was born March 10, 1845, so is 41 years of age. Of all the Danish King's sons-in-law he is the most popular in Denmark, where he resided for weeks at his father-in- law's palace, content with the society of his wife and her family, and with such simple amusements as the Castle of Rosenborg could afford. As a youth he was much averse to study, and his father did not press it on him, believing a vigorous constitution to be of more importance than erudition; but when the unexpected death of his elder brother made it probable that he would some day bear the scepter he took pains to fit himself for his new pros­ pects. Educated by what we should call a very high church and conserva­ tive tutor, he has shown no inclination to make any extensive alterations in the Russian administration.--London , World. SOME QUEER OCCUPATIONS. Odd Ways of Making a Living That Som4 New Yorkers Have A<lof»t«d. Two courageous New Yorkers follow the useful but unpoetic business of hanging their fellow-citizens. They are not prejudiced in favor of New Yorkers, but are easily persuaded to hang men elsewhere throughout the Union. It is always pretended that no oue knows their names, and that only the sheriff of the county has their ad­ dresses. One is a Hebrew, dubbed "Isaacs," and the other is a German, called "Menzesheimer"; but the city always lumps them both under the one name of Joseph B Atkinson, and under that name they draw their pay. They iig the gallows and finally cut the rope. One other sanguinary citizen, in Twen­ ty-third street, swings a shingle declar­ ing him to be "The Destroyer of Moths." Four prosperous citizens earn their livelihood as doctors for the lap dogs of rich women. As a rule, the only medicine they use is starvation. They fling the dear pets into barred boxes and deprive them of food for four days, having found out that the usual trouble with pet dogs is that they are fed ex­ travagantly and improperly. Just east of the Bowery, in a tenement house, re­ sides a man whose business it is to rent himself and his Punch and Judy show to children's parties in the brownstone wards. A person bn the Bowery keeps six or eight girls busy framing wreaths and pictures of tombstones, whereon are set forth the virtues of deceased New Yorkers, He follows where death notices in the papers lead him, and works upon the feelings of the grief- stricken families. A. rich Italian employs * horde of his countrymen to trim or , balance the loads upon the scows of our street sweeping department. These trimmers save for him all the rags, fat, bone, metal, and other convertible refuse flung into the householders' ash barrels. Another man is making a fortune by carrying off all the waste and refuse the city will not remove, such as builders' leavings, dirt from cellar dig­ gings, and so on. The builders pay him to take it, and then he sells it in the suburbs for filling in sunken lands. Only one man in town pretends to keep photographs of all the notable people in the world. There is not room for two in the business. Another citi­ zen sells to public men and corporations clippings from all the newspapers that mention them at 5 cents a clipping, added to a subscription fee each year. Yet another citizen hunts up coats of arms and pedigrees for all who think theirs have been overlooked, or that' they may get them from families of the same, or nearly the same, names as their own. This is quite English and therefore popular. It is said that the carriage-makers are giving away coats- of-arms like chromos. Lawyer Ed. Price, the ex-pugilist, has a monopoly as the attorney for the Chinese. The laundrymen will seek him when in trouble, and always pay him in silver dollars. The trade of painting black eyes with a mixture of six parts white paint and one part red now boasts several establishments. It is not popu­ larizing the black eye, because it only covers up the scandal without removing the recollection of the accompanying "licking." One New Yorker has posted himself about all the unclaimed estates in Christendom, and thus profits by a weakness more general than most folks imagine. Another New Yorker searches the streets at night with a lantern for coins and purses dropped during the evening. A woman near the City Hall takes care of the babies whose widowed mothers have to go out to work, and who check them, like umbrellas, in the morning and call for them in the even­ ing. Many women in the East side tenements take care of a baby or two for their neighbors, but this downtown one is, I think, the only regular baby safe-deposit company or storage ware­ house in town. There is no matrimonial agency or husband's exchange news­ paper here just now. There have been many, but all have failed. That scheme is not so profitable as that of a man I met the other day, who told me he trained valuable dogs to come straight back to him as often as he sold them. added in apologetic tone, "you notice that our good friend Mr. Wade is in clined, in his eprjiestness, to emphasize his remarks with words not exactly in order." "Yes, yes, I noticed it," re­ plied the Presiding Elder, and whis­ pered in my ear, "but I noticed another thing--that he always put his oath in the right place."--French's " Ten Years Among Senators." ' Bordette Above the Clonll^ , t One mountain I particularly desired t6 climb. It is a splendid mass of rooks, treeless, high, and promising an outlook of 30,000 or 40,000 miles from its summit. Viewed from our camp, it doesn't look so bad. With me, to wish is to will, and to will is to do some easy things. ^ I wished to climb the mountain and I clumb it. I don't know how to spell it, but I did it. A smooth looking mountain with terraces of low green bushes and easy ledges of rocks looks well enough to a blind man across the lake, but when you essay to slide it under your feet, it' becomes rougher than a pig's back. I stepped on firm looking logs that were rotten as a politician's promises. I was precipi­ tated down great pits so deep that I could look up and see the stars, just after reaching the bottom. I got lost in briar patches that shed my raiment from me in great shreds from Shred- ville, and lacerated my inmost feelings. I lost my hat. I dropped my alpen­ stock down a hole extended 400 feet up inside of a mountain in China. I broke my knife cutting another stick. I took off my coat and laid it on the inaccessi­ ble top of an unapproachable rock, in­ tending to get it as I came down, and now the entire United States Geograph­ ical Commission couldn't find that rock in a million years. I pulled the sole off one boot and tore the upper off the other. I ate a liandfull of strange red berries before learning that they were poison. I stirred np a nest of hornets in the dead thicket of a fallen pine, and Heaven and earth came together in six or seven places at the same time before I could climb a per­ pendicular cliff eighty feet high to" get away from them. But J did it When I saw the boss hornet disappear within his workshop a minute and then come out with an armful of scythe stones, which he began distributing to the strikers, I could have climbed the north pole. I got along a little faster after this interview with the hornets. The view from the mountain top repaid me. Thirteenth Pond was a gem, a dainty sea of crystal, laughing in its setting of mountain, woodland, cliff, and meadow. Bennett's farm and the Van Dusen place were emerald stretches of fertility, and Beed's Maple Cottage and our tents glittered like snow drifts in the meadows. It was all so beauti­ ful I stayed up on the mountain top to see the sun set. It set on time, as usual, with a fine display of meteorolo­ gical scenic effects. Then it occurred to me that I had to go down that moun­ tain in the deepening shadows of the gloaming. I emitted one of the groans for which I am justly famous--you must have heard that groan in Brooklyn-- and prepared to descend. As I slid down the first incline, a little rush of 200 feet over an abrading surface of garnet rock, I brought up against a fine old stump, about half petrified, and noticed a bear, full weight, all wool, sound in wind, limb, and condition, walk around the stump and look at me. My heart bounded with a joyous sense of great relief. "Major Ursus ?" I said, and the bear bowed. "Major," I said, "I am glad to meet you. I have been up the mountain {o see the sun set, although I could see it set from the meadow. I am now goinr; there. I don't know just where, but I have a presentment that I am going down. If you have not been to tea, would you be kind enough to eat me?" "No!" said the bear, coldly, "I never eat fools." If there's anything I do hate, it's a bear. Well, come up here, before the sunset season is over. It's just the kind of a place you'd like, and you're just as safe in the wodds aa you are at home. I was going to tell about a big trout, but I see I haven't room.-- Brooklyn Eagle. Ben Wade's Pious Profanity. Mr. Wade was an exceedingly sincere and earnest man. Whatever he believed or said he believed and uttered with his whole soul. He had the habit, when under excitement of some pressing event, of occasionally emphasizing his speech with slight oaths. Of course, all bis judicious friends regretted this; but the habit was far less common than rumor has laid to his charge, and he was never rough in anv marked degree offensively profane. So far as that plea may be allowed in extenuation, it must be admitted that Mr. Wade's profanity was usually well timed, and I remember on one occasion it certainly received the tacit approval of no less an author­ ity than a Presiding Elder. It was well along in the first sununer of the war that a gentleman from Western Penn­ sylvania one day came to me in Wash­ ington with a letter of introduction from a friend residing in Erie, and setting forth that the bearer was a distinguished 1 residing Elder of the Methodist con­ nection, anxious to offer his services to the country in whatever capacity he might be useful, and desirous of an in­ troduction to Mr. Lincoln and Mr. Wade. I took the reverend gentleman, who seemed a very determined and earnest mun, at once to Mr. Wade, to whom he told his wishes, closing with the remark that he "was ready to preach, pray, or fight for his country; only de­ siring employment in whichever service he could be of most use." Whereupon Mr. Wade grasped his visitor's hand a second time with a most cordial grasp, and replied that "in view of the situa­ tion of the country, he thought suclf talk on the part of a clergvman was d--d sensible talk." Taking his hat and trusty cane he said he would go at once with the gentleman to the White House, for Mr. Lincoln would be glad to see such a preacher, and before sun­ set they would have him confirmed in some one of the duties suggested. It could not have been more than two hours before 1113' clerical friend called on me a second time; now with his ap­ pointment as Chaplain in his pocket, and with transportation to a regiment then fighting in Tennessee, and he was to leave on the next train. The good man, who, 1 afterwards was glad to learn, proved himself through the war a genuine hero in all the capacities in which he had intimated his willingness to serve, was delighted with his prompt success, and full of hearty and loud ex- Eressions of admiration for both Mr. lincoln and Mr. Wade. He declared, in full camp meeting emphasis, that "they were both Lions of the Tribe of Judah." "Yes," I replied, "they are in deed noble men--grand men for the time; but," thinking the Senator's oath of the morning, followed, as I /feared, : Iprypthers* need some T e Color of Birds' Eggs. Many birds make their nests in lofty trees or on the ledges of precipitous cliffs. Of these the eagles, vultures, and crows are conspicuous examples. They are, for the most part, says Nature, too powerful to be afraid of the marauding magpie, and only fear the attacks of beasts of prey, among which they doubtless classify the human race. They rely for the safety of their eggs on the inaccessible positions of the nest. Many of them also belong to a still larger group of birds who rely for the safety of their eggs upon their own ability, either singly, in pairs or in colonies, to defend them against all aggressors. Few colonies of birds are more interesting than those of herons, cormorants, and their respective allies. These birds lay white or nearly white eggs. Nature, with her customary thrift, lias lavished no color upon them because, apparently, it would have been wasted effort to do so, but the eggs of tho guillemot are a remarkable excep­ tion to this rule. Few eggs are more gorgeously colored, and no eggs exhibit such a variety of color. It is impossible to suppose that pro­ tective selection can have produced colors so conspicuous on the white ledges of the chalk cliffs, and sexual selection must have been equally pow­ erless. It would be too ludicrous a suggestion to suppose that a cock guillemot fell in leve with a plain-col­ ored hen because he remembered that last reason she laid a gray-colored egg. It cannot l>e accident that causes the gliillemot's eggs to be so handsome and HO varied. In the case of birds breed­ ing in holes secured from the prying eves of the marauding magpie no color is wasted where it is not wanted. The more deeply nature is studied the more oertain seems to be the con­ clusion that all her endless variety is the result of evolution. It seems also to be more and more certain that natural selection is not the cause of evolution, but only its guide. Variation is the cause of evolution, but the cause of variation is unknown. Circumstantial Evidence. Jwlge (to prisoner)--£jpij,,bave been here before, I think? .v^i' . Prisoner--Yes, sah. " What was the charge#* "Same as dis one, stealin' chickens." "And you was convicted, too, I re­ member now." "Yes, jedge, I was foun' guilty, but it wasn't my fault. I was convicted on circumstantial ebbidence." "How so?" "A man saw me takin de chickens an he swore to de circumstance."--Texas Sifting 8. • THOUGH all afflictions are evils in themselves, yet they are good for us, because they discover to us our diseases T .nil tilnil tn mi* nni-a - 1"' He Made n Mistake. One of the down-trains on the Brook­ lyn Elevated Railroad rattled up to the Tompkins Avenue Station, and simul­ taneously an up-train pulled in at the same station. A well-dressed young man, who was evidently very much ex­ cited, stood on the rear platform of the second car of the up-train. When it •topped he tried to climb over the gate which opened toward the track, but the brakeman held him back. "Let me go, old fellow," whispered th® young man, "I'm after somebody." Thinking that the excited passenger was bent on ending his life by throwing himself under the wheels of the engine which was approaching, the brakeman seized him around the waist and lifted him to the other side of the platform. As the brakeman was about to pull the bell-cord the young man quickly threw back the gate and was on the platform of the other car just as both trains left the station. Then the young man had to meet the objections of the brakeman on the down-train. A reporter stood on the platform and heard the expla­ nation of the excited passenger. "You see," said he, as he patted the brakeman on the back, "I just came up on that train, and I sat by the win­ dow as we stopped at Frankiin avenue Station. Something--I don't know what it was--prompted me to look up from my paper at that moment. I glanced out of the window, and what do you suppose was the first object I saw?" J The brakeman, who had become somewhat interested, thought a mo­ ment, and then suggested the ticket- taker. "No," said the young man, as lie wrinkled his brow. "No, it was not the ticket-taker, butmy wife--my wife, sir--with another man; and I'm after her and I'm after him. They will get on this train, and I will have them dead to rights." The reporter looked down the track, and sure enough a lady stood on the platform apparently in earnest conver­ sation with her male escort, who wore a glossy high hat and a swell suit of clothes. When the train stopped, the swell gentleman and the young lady stepped onto the car and were suddenly confronted by the wronged husband, who stepped from behind the brakeman with the exclamation: "Well, sir; now I have you!" The young man was about to lay vio­ lent hands on the gentleman, when, much to his surprise, he found that he had made a mistake. "Well, sir, now that you have me, what do you propose to do with me ?" "O, I beg a thousand pardons!" re­ turned the wronged husband. "I've made a mistake. I thought--I thought --I thought " "What do you mean, sir; what did you think ?" asked the stranger, not a little aroused. "He thought that you were some other fellow," volunteered the brake- man with a grin, "and that the lady was his wife. You get onto it, don't you?" By th0 time the gentleman "got on" the hasty passenger had got off, and as he disappeared down the steps toAvard the street these words came back indis­ tinctly as the train went on: "I'm a blooming idiot!"--New York Sun. Tobogganing in Canada. t The scene upon a winter's evening is picturesque and gorgeous; Shortly after dusk the guests begin to assemble, young and old, men and women, being for the greater part apparelled in proper costume, and bringing with them skates and toboggans. The lady wears a suit of blanket cloth, white, blue, myrtle, magenta, the same being fancifully trimmed with colors to match. Upon her feet she has buff moccasins, and upon her head a toque of rich color with a long sti<*rfmng tassel. The men wear similar costumes, knee-breeches, and long black stockings. It frequently happens that neither moon nor star is to be seen upon one of these festive evenings at the hall, and then an enor­ mous bon-fire, constructed of many cords of dry logs, burns in the midst of the grounds, its gusts of flame playing among the pines, and waking a thous­ and shadows into mad revel. Those who are afraid to descend the dizzy slides stand in the glare of the giant fire, and the ear furtlierest from the flame may turn white, while the nigh one is red, for the mercury is at the moment probably 20 degrees below zero. It is seldom that a more gor­ geous spectacle is presented than when a couple of hundred costumed guests gather about this fire, the colors of their garments brightened by the glare, and the gloomy depths of the pine woods forming a background to the picture. But all the excitement is in another directidn. From the head of each of the slides already referred to, descends an icy trough, and along each side hangs a row of ' Chinese lanterns, whose sober, unwavering glow is a con­ stant rebuke to the mad revelling down the slippery steep. Each toboggan accommodates from two to four per­ sons, the stearer throwing himself upon his Side, and steering his conveyance in its lightening career by a quick touch of his moccasined toe. The speed of the toboggan is equal to that of a lightening express, and during my first descent I imagined that I was falling sheer down a precipice, and my heart and complete interior economy seemed to rise into my throat. No object is distinguishable .during the downward plunge; Chinese lanterns, returning tobogganers, the icy bank, and the mo­ tionless spectators, all being mingled Jike the passing ensemble of a kaleido­ scope. No one seems to enjoy this ex­ citing passage as the Canadian girl, and a picturesque sight it is to see her as she is shot past, her toque and head- wrap streaming behind, her eyes gleam­ ing with excitement. But either by night or day there is only the space of a heart-beat given you to note her look, for sho goes past bravely reliant upon the gallant ̂ steersman with the impetu­ osity of a shot-bolt. '• It Cured Him* Apropos of a fashionable oraze, the following story illustrates itself: A little Detroit boy was sick, and his mother sat up at night with him and sung him to sleep. The next night singing hod lost its charm, so she told him stories, and, be­ ing an amateur elocutionist, recited the poem, "Rock of Ages," with such dra­ matic effect that he went to sleep and did not wake until morning. The following night he was worse, and insisted that his mother should "pway" with him. She began "Our Father," but was peremptorily stopped by a little hot hand laid against her lips. Then she essayed "Now I Lay Me," but it threw the baby iato a feverish rage. "Pway, Mamma," he commanded, "pway *'Wock of Wages' all over the room, the way you did last night."-- PITH AH» poiirr. Dramatic Escape of (Jen. Beale's Daugh­ ter. Oftn. Beale'a daughter Mary married a distinguished Russian, a member of the diplomatic servica of his native country. Several years ago they were living in Paris. The husband was con­ nected with the Russian legations Gen. Beale's daughter had at that time a stag-hound of unusual size and purity of breed. It was very docile and her favorite companion. He nearlv alwavs went out with her. One day "the dog disappeared. As he was a great pet and a dog of unusual value, ther advertised for him, and sought through the police to recover him. One night when the Russian diplomate and his wife were seated about an open fire in their salon after returning from the opera there was a knock at the door. This was so unusual at this late hour of the night that the Russian went himself to an­ swer the knock. As the door opened two men entered having the lost dog attached to a stout stick, which held him between them, but yet kept them at a safe distance. Gen. Beale's son- in-law was delighted to see the dog again. The dog's mistress was spe­ cially pleased. The dog, however, showed no sign of pleasure or recogni­ tion. He went over , into an opposite corner and would pay no attention to their calls. They thought that he might feel strange, and so paid no further attention*. $0 him. Suddenly, without even a bark of warning, this great dog sprang and bit his mistress right through the upper lip and on her cheek before her husband could reach the stout collar which still encircled the dog's neck. The Russian succeeded in half a moment in dragging the dog off from his mistress, and then he had a terrific fight with the infuriated ani­ mal. If he had not been very muscu­ lar, he would not have succeeded in subduing him. He succeeded finally in dragging him into a bath-room and locking him up, but not until his right arm was bitten and torn from shoulder to wrist. The scene that followed is dramatic enough for the most sensational of plays. The moment the door was locked the Russian returned. He glanced quickly at the fireplace, where he saw the poker was imbedded in the coals, and was fortunately nearly at a white heat. He drew it at once from its bed, and said to his wife: "The dog is mad. This is our only chance to es­ cape a horrible death. These wound* must be cauterized at once." The brave. American wife never flinched. With the courage of her soldier father she submitted to have tbe flaming iron burn most cruelly the flesh of her fair face. A moment's delay upon her part, or cowardice, would nave made the opera­ tion upon her husband's arm useless. The moment after cauterizing her wounds the Russian turned to his own arm, and thoroughly burned every break made in his flesh by the dog. After this had been done as completely as it was possible, they sent for the sur­ geon of the Russian legation. He was one of the finest surgeons in Europe. He came and examined them. He brought his irons to perform the opera­ tion of cauterizing, but he said after he came that he had nothing to do. The young Russian diplomate had per­ formed the work as well as if he had been a skillful surgeon. The surgeon also added that there was no danger. The dog was undoubtedly maid. It tore everything to pieces in the room where it was confined, and died in hor­ rible agony. Gen. Beale says that neither his daughter nor her husband have ever felt the slightest symptoms! of trouble resulting from this ac«i4eiU. Persian Musical Criticism. Story telling or poetical recitation* take the place Of our spelling bees antl acting charades, and often as soon as the repast is finished music commences,, or perhaps a vocalist will vary the pro­ gram by favoring tho company with a- song. His repertory may consist of one,; song only; but no matter, lie will sing*,' it over and over again with as much pride as though he could boast of an unbroken descent from Orpheus him­ self--over and over again, without any apparent sigh of weariness, and, what seems more strange, to the unflagging interest of the listeners, although it sounds weird and uncanny to the unac­ customed European ear. "Bah, bah, bah, good in the extreme," is echoed from one to another while the singer pipes at the very spot of his high voice and ahake3 his head to bring out the quavering sounds to their fullest extent. "Exactly like the bulbul" (nightin­ gale), says the host. "When it sings to the roses in the spring," puts in a third. "Yes, Allah's works are wonderful," exclaims the fifst sententiously, as lie puffs away at the kalian, his turn hav­ ing by this time come round. In Persia a loud, high-voice being equivalent to a good voice, the singer who can sustain a note the longest is pronounced the best, for the skill of the vocalist depends upon the length of time upon which he can thrill a note.-- London Society. , , j ^ . 1 „ v.* 1 The Descent of Man. "A few years ago," says Mrs. A, "I had a servant who hated men. She was a spinster, about 40 years of age, and she seemed to cherish a settled aversion to the brothers of the human family. O110 day she asked for my li- .brary ticket to go to our village library for a book to read. I recommended two or three books which I thought she would find within her capacity, but she found that they were all out and she choose a . book for herself. It was Darwin's'Descent of Man.' 'Win-did you pick out this l>ook, Biddy?' I asked her, in surprise.--'Sure, ma'am,' she replied, 'it says its about a daycent man, and if there*s one daycent m&n top of ground I thought I'd like to be rcadin' about him; but it ain't about any man at all, ma'am; its all about monkeys, sure.' "--Boston Record. Made a Motion. Th flie Arkansaw Legislature. ' Mem­ ber from White Oak Fork:. Mr. Speaker, von, sir, have doubtless read something concerning the tariff. Sir, I am opposed to all kinds of oppression, and I therefore move you, sir, that we abolislf tho tariff. Speaker--That power belongs exclu­ sively to Congress. "And hasn't the State of Arkansaw got anvthing to do with it?" "No." "Then, sir, I was laboring under a misapprehension. As I arose to make a motion, I will withdraw my tariff mo­ tion and move you, sir,that we adjourn." --Arkansaw Traveler. JUDGE GRAY, of White County, Ar­ kansas, was putting on his wedding suit the other day preparatory to marrying Miss Nannie Patty, when he complained of a pain in his right arm, called for rvajter, ind tiwk died almost instant^, r A TBTJB love-match should I*"* sput­ ter. t •' '• WE pity a drum major, fete always has to face the music. v ' LOVE may be blind, but marriage is" a very successful eye doctor.-v-^. Paul Herald. THE reason why con*p«*itorsare often! yj tempted to strike is because, each one ' carries a stick in his hand. A POET sings abont "The Land of the Lyre." We didn't know wjtete to/' locate it since Wiggins was gagged. THEBE is said to be a tree in New;, Guinea whipli, when touched, knocks a man down. It must be ^ a species of \ boxwood. , > v BROWN--Hello, Jones! How's your' wife? Jones (a little deaf): Very , blustering and disagreeable again this t; . ^ V\ morning. r A MACHINE has been invented that v will sew on buttons as fist as seven ? • girls. We had rather own one than be1 ; *£3 a Mormon. THE question about extending a call turns sometimes on the ag<S of the par-; son; the question of accepting it on the ' parsonage. . " ' c;; "WELL, what is it. Nora?" "Indade," mum, the water's cold." "What water ?"|p^fe| "The hot water, mum."--Boston Com- ' -1 monicealth. : 'v 'y THE remark may not be a novel one, ^ - but it is certain that Mrs. E. D. E, N. • ^ South worth is a woman of fetters.-- ' Noii'istown Herald. THK POWER OF GOLJ>. Win gold, all doors will open to your knock; Your character from blemish will be free: Experience has shown that there's no lock r ..lhat can't be opened with a golden key. --Boston Courier. "WHERE shall we find rest?" asked a religious weekly, to which one of our exchanges answers: "My dear sir, the best place to find rest, and plenty of it, is to become a clerk in a dry goods - store that does not advertise." ADMIRING friend--And you've been writing poems how long? Complacent poet--Nearly thirty years. A. Fl--And' vou're still alive? Wonderful! C. P.-- Well, you see, I've kept myself retired from the world a good deal.--Boston Courier. . "AUGUSTUS," said Maud, who, as he had \>een calling on her for some time, thought she would give him a hint, "I should like to be an actresB." "An actress?" repeated Augustus, in aston­ ishment. "What on earth do you want to be an actress for ?" "Because then I might be engaged." She now wears a solitaire.--New York Sun. ENGLISH tourist--Aw, yaas, I ac­ knowledge the beauty of American women ; but you all lack tact, don't ye know ? American girl--Posssibly. "Aw, yaas; you have not the finesse of European ladies, don't you know" - "Have you noticed such a lack in me?" "Aw, yaas," "Then I must confess! myself beaten. I thought I was acting as if I enjoyed myself."--Omaha World. JUDGE--In your drunken fury you drew your pistol and dangerously wounded an unoffending man. Cow­ boy--Yes, Judge, that's about the size of it. Judge--Whisky has got you into serious trouble. If it had not been for whisky you would not now be under arrest. Cowboy --That's where you're a'little off, Judge. If I had been .sober I'd have killed him deader than a door nail instead of only cripplin' him up a tittle. Texas Sifting. ^ , A WIHFL ' I wish I had a guinea hen, ** " " -" A faithful German baadf-' V A score of those "sweet orange" man ^ Who 011 the CQraers stau<J; blacksmith with a biR trombone, ,, ; And wind to make it howl; . A b«g-pipe with its wheezy drone; ! " A groat, big hooting owl; | screaming parrot prone to sing; v« A crowd of yelling boys,--? ' My pick, in short, of everything. ' . < That's bound to make a noise. Oh! then, sweet vengeance would b« And retribution, too, • - .And, If you will your ear incline I'D tell you what I'd do; 'I'd make the whole accursed brigade Play symphonies and things, ' • , JJeneath the window of the maia ' > Whose one song is "White W: What Famous Folks Cat. "Bob" Burdette is a great admirer of boiled mutton and passionately fond ,:of ice-cream. Lawrence Barrett is fond of deviled crabs and crab-salad. Baltimore is his favorite city, on account of the way they get up those dishes. Maggie Mitchell likes boiled dinners and is a great cook herself. At her home in Long Branch she frequently gets up a dinner for her guests and does her own cooking while the servants look on. Congressman S. S. Cox goes very high on ham and eggs. "Ham and eggs turned over, boy!" ia his parting injunction to his waiter. One reason for his leaving Turkey is named on ac­ count of his inability to procure good him and eggs in Constantinople. Gov. Andrews, of Massachusetts, is "stuck" on Boston baked beans, with brown-bread accompaniment, and has them on his breakfast table as regiilarly as Sunday, morning comes around. _ President Grover Cleveland is par­ tial to "stewed terrapins,H and he fre­ quently sends to a distance for the "diamond-backs." He has given posi­ tive orders to have them on the' bifi of fare at all state dinners. k Secretary Whitney is an epicure. He always lias been a great dinner man. He likes his stomach, thinks Delmonico's cuisine the "tip-top caper," and always gets up from a grand dinner feeling gorgeous. Secretary Garland is a good feeder and likes to sit down to a good dinner. He does not care so mueh for quantity as he does for quality. He is a great lover of home dinners, and prefers them to dining out. Edwin Booth, the tragedian, is a very modest eater. He "nibbles" at the din­ ner table, and eating to him is ,the hardest kind of work. Bananas are his principal food and he sometimes * eats twenty or thirty a day. Secretary Lamar loves rice in any of the various ways of preparing it for the table--boiled rice, rice pie, rice pud­ ding, or rice croquettes--it is immate­ rial to him as long as rice enters mainly into its composition. Gov. Haw-ley, of Connecticut, "goes in heavy" on clams and can eat them any way. Raw, stewed, fried, roasted, broiled, or made up into clam pie or cold clam custard makes no difference to him so long as they are not counted out to him. Gen. William T. Sherman aoqnired a taste for venison in his younger days and has never gotten over it. A haunch of venison or antelope meat is hi* especial delight. He says: "Throw me out on a prairie anywhere with a good big chunk of deer-meat and I can , eat my way back to camp very readily. Mayor Abram S. Hewitt, of New York, is a warm friend of cheese} Mid a Welsh rarebit is to him a thing of beauty while it lasts. He likes his rare­ bit well cooked with a proached egg. - He has been ill for some time and his , ^ physician attributes it to overindulgence * f§ •• ^V*H , " ' ;; -ASS ^ ' '• I