inr atas. oaoMa *itcaiB4fj> _ moat economies! daipa, • •* of fin* fowl* Whosa Out % KM of fin* lowia Of as ofcseellent And Madam, the ben, Jba&«nta>loa! w»t, ; Of dally announcing anaggarM'y (lay, • • •< Wktl* Kir Cockolorum would join in the fKfJr And onoe an i time in tl» eold of the year, Wbe n eggs tliey were aoareasnd when egg* they were dear, Still daily their cackle was truthful and clear. And ere their coiriiiieudable l»l>ors did ceaae Abonotiftal basketful showed the increase, All freah and a(i faix and worth, tour cents apieoe. Mace egg* the* were eoarce and ftinoe eggi Uttj were blgn, The thrifty old dame, with a natural aigh, |Fsr ahe liked a good egg), put the baaketfulby. "in the list of my sins." with deciaion said ahe, "Hie sin of eggatravaganco never shall be, ' 8Mb eating 1B quite too oggspeiigiye for mo.* It chanced, when the faraway farmers had beard Has price of good eggs, that their apirits Were atiried, To aend in by carloads the fruit of the bird. And long ere these effoita for profit did ceaae, Alt overstocked market had felt the increase, AM eggs, thoy were selling for one cent apleee. Tha thrifty old dame with a heart that was gay, Brought forth her full basket without a delay, Vrom wnere she no lately had stowed it away. •Reprice has ooma down while the eggs an yetawoet,* She said, "which will give me a plenty to e»t; AVtwelTo oenti a do*en they're cheaper Una meat." ' --Good ; A WOMAN'S WOESJ »r MBS. H. E. BARRETT. '•? f ' w. vk* with ine, fair and false, ii.'V' t To our home, come home," * "To-morrow, Grace --to-morrow, all mown!" They were parting in the laurel walk, Jhalf-wuy to tlieoottage from (he garden- gate. She lifted up her face to liim, in the clear moonbeams--her face, with the .soft love-light in it, tenderer than moqn- light ever was. And jet there was a look of pain in the dark, shining eyes. "it J liad always been all your own, Norman! If I had always belonged to yon as I do now!" His arm tightened about her, and a little cicud came into his eyes, which he turned from her. Always his own? What did he know of the twenty-five years that lay behind her?--this beautiful woman whom he Lad met for the first time six months Ago, when she came to dwell with the .staid old matroa, her companion, in this little cottage of hers, half a mile across the cliff's from his park-gates. < What did he know? Little enough, perhaps--only that she was the one woman in the world to him. Further than that, she had told hizp, after their chance acquaintance had ripened into intimacy, that she had spent all her young life abroad--that she had no near relations surviving--no one, in fact, but this far-away widowed eousin, whom she had engaged to live with her when she came here to settle down at last in a quiet home of her own, and which she had not meant to leave, but for the narrower home, only A little quieter, of the grave. And yet she was leaving it to-morrow for Wyndham Park, the great house of the neighborhood. Normau Wyndham, like herself, had no near kindred, no one to consult, when he fell suddenly and violently in love--nothing to interfere with this passion of his, except that the beautifril •stranger had been very hard to win. But after steadily and coldly repulsing •every attention from him for five weary months, she suddenly broke down with A complete surrender, which showed ahe had been secretly won long before. She did not even remonstrate when lie fixed the wedding-day only a month later; and she schooled herself to meet, with a certain suo&ly graciousness, his many friends, who- had not takea the smallest notk* of her before, but who 3Mnr flocked to suLk* iber acquaintance, •as the ntight>:*ri»ooi co-aid not afford to be but oa the laws! terms with Wynd- Jiam Purs. Andes fee-narrow was the wedding-day. Bui the eloadm her lover's eyes was not the shadow of a doubt of her, of whom he actually knew so little; it was rather of jealousy that there h«d been A time when she was not his own. It was gone almost as soon as come, how- •ever, ior to-morrow was the wedding- 4ay. Grace had not seen the cloud at alL She had lost her lovely eolor suddenly. And was looking down, pushing the gravel restlessly with her foot, her Bps moving voicelessly, as if she tried to speak, but could not And then suddenly and swiftly, she turned and hid her face upon his breast, as in a sure refuge. "Norman! Oh, Norman! I am all •..jour own! The past is only a dream--> iVlfot* is my life!" , "My darling--my darling!" ; But she was still pale as death be neath his kisses; and presently she drew herself out of his arms, and held ; Jam off from her with her two hands. "Tell me, Norman -- answer me-- Wild you be happy now without me ?" , , "Grace!" It was answer enough for her--that It word in his thruling voice. She went her head, and the next instant her lips touched his hand. And before he '•could start out of his amazement, and Atop her, the* flying white figure was ialf-way to the porch. "Until to-morrow--to-morrow, Nor- anan!" was the good-night ehe flung lack to him as she went. And then she heard the click of the :gate after him as she went up the iporch-steps. Up the porch-steps, into the vine- shadows, and brushed against a man •who lounged with folded arms there in "the doorway. The woman started back; her lips jtorted as if to cry out at the strange .Intrusion. . But somehow, no cry came. A tembling seized on her; she shook om head to foot; fot the man stepped forward from his place, into a ray of moonlight striking athwart, through 'the vities; and the ray fell upon his fc66--an evil face, full of a sullen' ' triumph, as it leered on her. A dark,, ijf: ifea86ar<l« dissipated face that matched . ' "fcell with the slouching, and yet bully- •*v figure» and the slovenly, vet flasliv, dtyle of dress. One would have thought .she would have cried out all the more, •\ "*he clearer view she had of him. And yet she uttered not a sound. She only f peeled back a pace or two, and smote her hands together with a wild, de- £f • ^pairing.gesture. *6.- : ]«• At that he gave a low and guarded .'chuckle, « "So, myidear, you recognisse mein- aitantly? I might have known you ^ *|*>uld not forget me, though it's six |*C.' long years since last wis met.' One 'does not -easily forget one's husband, pfs. and one's first love, eh, my dear Grace? •%{'. 3 might-have kn'own you wovL&have ' J»een faitiitol, dear.*" shuddered back, out of reach of ,vf v-_ ^ ^ • [ his exte&dad tiaiiSB; ifiie made no an swer to his jeering speech. Only she said, hoarsely, after a mouent. "Ton-- alive! You wers not lcnst on board the Petrel, then?" "Obviously, not," lie answered, care lessly. "And you suffered me to believe you were all these years! You left me, lit tle more than a child, to struggle or starve in the great city, where I was a stranger--" "My dear, reflect a moment. Had you not yourself to thank for that ? I married you, all in good faith, meaning to keep my part of the bargain just as long as you kept yours. Your part of the bargain was to obey me, you re member ; that was what you vowed to do. But when you turned rusty on my hand--" "That is," said she, bitterly, "when I did not prove the smooth, easily-han dled tool you thought the inexperi enced girl would be ? When you found you could not use me as your decoy, your trap, whereby to snare the foolish young gamblers you would plunder, at all those places you took me to ?n "Exactly; I perceive you understand. Well, as I have said, yon turned rusty on my hands, and I found I could do nothing farther with you, it seemed to me the best thing for us both that we should part I never embarked on the Petrol, as you may suppose. I only took advantage of its wreck, with all hands lost, to write you that letter in a feigned hand, as if from one of your husband's friends, to tell you he had sailed on her, and so make you a widow. I thought you might be able to endure your weeds; though, Grace, you certainly did love me once." "I deny it" The low voice was clear and steady now. "It was a girlish fancy, an ignorant belief that you were something very different from your self. Love! I thought it was; but now I know better." "Since you've taken up with this fine fellow from the Park, eh, Grace?" She had no retort to this insult from him. She only lifted her eyes, haughtily, full on him. She conld look full at him; for to this man, Ashford Bell, she had done no wrong. To Norman Wyndham--but she dare not think Of him now. "May I ask why, having lost sight of me these six years, you take the trouble to look me up now?" "For two reasons, my dear. To be exact, I never have lost sight of you. It was easy enough for me to keep on your track without your perceiving it" "You knew, then, what a struggle I had at first to keep mere body and soul together?" she interrupted him, bit terly. "You were a brave little woman, my dear; I knew you would come through it triumphantly. But, still, I confess I was very much relieved when your obliging old aunt betook herself to the other world, and you fell heir to her snug little property." . "I understand; it is that which has brought you here." \ "Pardon me; I think 1 told you therd were two things which have brought me to you. You have owned that snug little property these four years; and I have been aware of it all this time. But I was doing excellently well then in my own line of business, and I saw no reason to interfere with you. Lately, however, I have had losses upon losses; indeed, I see nothing for it but to throw np my hand; under which cir cumstances you may suppose I have felt a powerful attraction drawing me in this direction. So much for reason number one; for I have no doubt you will insist upon ranking this one first As for me, I give the precedence to that which you will call number two-- a certain objection to seeing my wife the wife of another man." There was a ring of truth in the last words, mockingly though they were spoken. Grace looked at him, and calmed herself. "At least I owe you something tor saving me from that," she said, quietly. "The little fortune you spoke of is not much to pay that debt No, stand aside; there is nothing more to be wud to-night To-morrow everything be arranged between us." She went past him, into the house, and up-stairs to her own room. He understood her well enough; she was leaving him there as master of the house; only to-night, as she had toid him, there was nothing more to be said between them. Well, so let it be. He was content? enough. He lit his eigar, which he had taken from his lips when Grace first If womenls actual work in the home is rendered unnecessary they have other duties that should not, oapnot be disregarded. Within their households, and over all within their sphere, they may sway the sceptre of stainless wo manhood and exercise a queenly power. They should be the conservators of purity, the ever-present oonseience to point to the right as unerringly as the needle to the pole. Their rights are those which they hold by general con sent through their affections, as guide, philosopher, and friend, wise in coun sel, noble in precept, pure in example. They are gifted with many graces, pow ers of intellect and will, great con stancy, self-sacrifice, and wise, as well as deep affection. They should be like Una in purity, courage, and high re serve. The true knight of the age of chivalry rendered obedient service to his lady; the knight of the nineteeth century has substituted the fiction of gallantry for the fervor of true devotion, and even that oftimes oeases when the maiden fondly wooed and not lightly won has become his wife; as though the cer tainty of affection mad9 effort to hold it needless. The relation in life which is supposed to confer the greatest happi ness is marriage, and there are few who resign all hope of enjoying it "Mar riage is the seal which marks the vowed transition of temporary into untiring service, and fitful into eternal love." Untiring service and eternal lo.ve! It is joy'B crown of joy. The woman is the crowned queen of her husband's heart and home; there, safely sheltered alike from the pain and sorrow of the outer world as well as its dangers and temp tations, she can order her life serenely and wisely; and is to her husband guide and refuge, ready with advice, encour agement, and praise when he has bravely breasted the trials and tempta tions of life; speaking wise words of re proof when he has dallied with sin; al» ways helpful and hopeful. To be all this she must be trained to virtue for its own sake, and her educa tion should have for its object the gain ing of seund body, a well-disciplined mind, a rounded symmetrical charac ter; so shall her crescent powers, if wisely tempered, fructify and become full-orbed. Seek first perfect physical development, and all other things shall be added unto that Plenty of exercise and open-air existence will give the de sired strength. An intense vitolity, the quickening power of a suggestive imag ination, the breezy influences of nature, the study of art, habits of active thought and self-discipline, a thorough knowledge of a subject as far as the study has been1 pushed, a feeling that courage, truth, and a high sense of honor are the pillars of character--all that tends to a more thorough physical, intellectual, and moral culture--will bring the soul to its highest develop* ment In order to give nobly one must nobly have to give, and in this giving one may be happily useful and usefully happy. Love is the precious heat which leads to best growth, and nature's blessing goes with the noble essence. Let our women, then, feel a noble discontent with the petty puerilities of their lives and pray for some angel to stir the stagnant waters of their re solves, changing them into streams of healing and health. Let them partake of the sacramental elements, high and holy thoughts, and willingly assume the "fetterless fetter" of loving service, whether in the temple of home, society, or the world, acting, lever-like, to raise and elevate; help to train the children in the Sunday-Bchools, raise the fallen, cheer the desolate, downtrodden, and oppressed, minister to the sick among therm or in hospitals; and "verily they have their reward."--Cincinnati En quirer. Starfca ef Beach and A young lawyer a few years a case in a Federal court before a judge, who, while noted for his wisdom and his integrity, is exceedingly impatient of contradiction. The attorney pro pounded the role applicable to a cer tain point, when the court abruptly de clared : "That is not the law." "I beg the court's pardon," said the young lawyer, "but I have a case exactly in point" "Do you mean to contradict me?" demanded the court, mad as a decapitated hen. "O, no, certainly not; I don't. The Supreme Court of the United States does, though, and I want to read this case to show you what a fool that court was." A Fond du Lac lawyer once set out to argue a case before Judge McLean, came up, but had not ventured to light and was trying very hard to force con- while its spark might have betrayed viction on a certain law point, when the him to Wyndham loitering with Grace in the garden; and when he had smoked complacently awhile, he flung himself to sleep on the drawing-room sofa. Everything was going well; he was quite at his ease. So much at his ease, so comfortably asleep, that when there was a light rustling through the shrub bery under those -windows, it never roused him. It was but an instant; a dark figure gained the gate, and sped on swiftly up the road. In the morning they found her cham ber empty, her bonnet and shawl gone, her purse and a small satchel tilled from her open bureau-drawers, and two sealed notes upon her dressing- table. One was addressed to Ashford Bell, and it ran thus:-- "I told yon 1 owed you something for saving me. Take, in repayment, my little property, which my aunt left me, aiid which I give freely to you, trusting that this clears off all scores between you and "GRACE BELL." The other note was Norman Wynd- ham's: "Forgive me if you can, when you read be low, and see that I have deceived you--that seven years before 1 met you I had ceased to be Grace Lindsay. Forgive me--I tried to tell you of my past; when you see the man who is my husband you will understand how I Hhrank from the humiliation of the confession. I think I need not tell you I had full reason to believe him dead--dead and blotted out of my life six years ago. I might have known such a blot as that could not leave any after-page fair and clean. I did know--but 1 loved you-- though I am ."GRACE BELL." And that was all--the last page of her life that those two men ever read. Paper and Olass Houses. Chicago architects are discussing the possibilities of glass and paper as building material. Glass as a building mateoial has many advantages from sanitary standpoint. It is cleanly and easily kept unpolluted by disease organisms or disease-producing filth. It is non-absorbent and will not collect or bold moisture, as is the case with wood or brick. It is a poor conductor of heat, save that received from the rays of the sun, which for health pur poses is the most valuable. Paper also has its advantages when treated by cer tain processes. It can be prepared so as to be fire-proof and water-proof, and as a non-conductor of heat it is in valuable. It is no idle hope which calls up a vision of manufactured articles from glass and paper which will All all the requirements exacted of the build ing materials of to-day. Judge interrupted him impatiently with: "I have already made up my mind on that point, and there's no use of your wasting time any longer. If you den't like my decision you can take the case to the court of errors." "Yes," said the attorney, "but there's where I have it now." Said a sharp attorney to a rambling witness: "Now you must give me ex plicit and exact answers; you said you drove a m lk wagon, did you not?" "No, sir; I didn't" "Don't you drive a milk wagon?" "No, sir." "Aha! what do you do, sir?" "I drive a hose, sir." Gen. Bragg was once arguing a case before the Wisconsin Supreme Court and was endeavoring to make a certain point in the case, when the chief justice testily interrupted him by saying: "It it useless to discuss that On that point the court has made up its miud." "Oh, you reassure me; I did not know it had any," was the answer. A lawj er was talking before a Wis consin judge on the weakness of cer tain presumptive evidence, when the judge interrupted him with: "You needn't t lk any more about that. This court is presumed to know something." To this the lawyer murmured: "Only another proof of the weakness of all presumptions." Breaking It to Him Gently. The story is told that a husband was sitting in his store when a letter in a familiar handwriting was handed to him. It was from his wife, whom he had left at home that morning with every assurance of affection and devo tion. But the very first sentence startled him, and as he read on tlie most horrible suspicion seized him: "I am forced to do something that 1 know will trouble you, but it is my duty to do so. I am determined you shall know it, let the result be what it may. I have known for a week that this trial was coming, but kept it to ^nyself until to-day, when it has reached a"crisis and I can keep it no longer. You must not censure me too harshly, for you must reap the reward as well as myself, do hope it won't crush you. The flour is out. Please send me some this after noon. I thought by this method you would not forget it." She was right He didn't.--Brooklyn Eagle. mint CUSTOMS. Kites Otisbrvcd Among the Abori|iaal» of "• India. [N«w Orleans Times-Democrat.] There is not one but many marriage customs in India. The Hindoos are di vided chiefly into three great Beets, but therff a*e many sub-sects, and the mar riage customs of these sects and sub- sects, although agreeing in the main, differ in many particulars. Besides the Hindoos there are Buddhists, Janis, Sikhs, Mohammedans, and aborigines in India, and the marriage customs ef all these religious denominations greatly differ. Among the aborigines, again, there are several distinct rites, and their marriage rites do not resemble each other exoept in some insignificant particulars. According to the latest census, which Was taken in 1881, there are 54,240,035 married males and 54,588,229 married females; 5,678,382 widowerS and 20,- 872,605 widows, while there are 56,- 218,624 single males and 30,049,333 single females. In India the married life of thepeo- pie is, on the whole, happy. There are in this country remarkable in stances of mutual attachment between husband and wife, which, I should think, ore without parallel in Europe or America. According to the Hindoo notion, the husband is the woman's de- vota, or deity, to be worshiped. This notion is to this day largely prevalent, and almost divine reverence is paid by many an Indian wife to her husband. The devotion on the part of the wife has made many Indian husbands deeply attached to their partners, although they might not be their husband's ideals in every respect There are Indian women who will never think ill of their husbands, even if they are reprobates and men of the most abandoned char acter, for they honestly believe it to be a part of their religious duty to love and obey their husbands under all cir cumstances. Now this firm and strong attachment of the Indian wife has con verted many a reprobate husband and made him as strongly attached to his wife. The young men of the period who have been educated in the English universities are showing a tendency toward introducing the Western cus tom of courtship before marriage. The Parsees, a small people who inhabit the Western Presidency of India, have already largely adopted the custom, and marriage is now seldom performed among the rising generation of this community without the preliminary process of courtship being gone through. But the older generation of Parsees are loudly complaining against the innovation and condemning it as not only productive of no good, but positively mischievous and even bane ful. In Bengal, too, a party of reform ers, consisting chiefly of young men, are also in great favor of the practice of courtship, but they do. not thiuk it advisable to allow grown up girls to mix freely with any and every young man with a view to select one to marry. I do not think India, intensely conserv ative as it is, will ever introduce court ship as it prevails in the Western coun tries, but will surely have something like it, for it is impossible that as edu cation progresses our men and women will submit to marry without knowing something about each othe& Practically there is no divorce among the Indians, although it is allowed by the law of the land in the case of the husband. The Hindoo husband can di vorce his wife for any sufficient reason,' but no Hindoo wife can divorce her hus band on any ground whatever. The Hindoo law of the days of yore has been kept intact by the British till thiB day. In cases in which the wife proves faithless to her husband the latter does not think it consonant with his ideas of social respectability to go to law, but to settle the matter out of court, either by pardoning the guilty wife or sending her off to her father's or brother's house. As to the chastity of woman is attached an extraordinary amount of value, no Hindoo would on any account like that his wife or any other female relative should be subjected to public criticism for any of their misdeeds. The feeling against legal divorce of a wife is intensely strong among the Hindoo population, and there has been, believe, not a single instance of such divorce. But some time ago a civil marriage act was enacted, and accord ing to it divorce is legal, but as yet no instance of divorce has occurred among the couples married according to this new act . • t , A Turtle in the Sea. Some years ago when doing a walk ing tour in England with a friend we left the pretty little seaside resort of D----, in Devonshire, for T , five miles distant, also situated by the sea. AS we were about leaving D , I asked the hotel proprietor, on bidding him adieu, if he could recommend us to a nice hotel at our next halting place. He named the "King's Arms," said we should find the host a jolly fel low, and, above all, he was the only man ip that part of the country who could give us a basin of real turtle soup, and cheap, too. We could scarcely believe it, and the few miles flew by in joyful anticipation of our first course. Arrived at the "King's Arms" we sought "mine host," appar ently a very genial soul, but to our in tense surprise on mentioning turtle soup he flew into a towering rage, said we could see his bill of faie, and if that didn't suit us we could leave it. We should have thought him quite in sulting and turned our backs upon him, but were curious to know what angered him. We stayed, had a very good dinner, minus the soup, but saw no more of the proprietor during our short sojourn. Of the waiter, how ever, we inquired about the turtle soup and his abruptness to us. He smiled and said: "Well, I'll tell 'e, gentlemen. Some time ago there was a large dinner comin' off here and master bought a fine turtle in London (which cost him £5) about a week before the dinner, and boasted to everybody that he was goin' to 'surprise the natives.' Well, a day or so before the feast a gentle man told master the turtle would enjoy a sea bath, which would improve him for the soup, so master took him down to the beach, tied a rope on his leg, and sat down to watch his prize. Then," said our informant, "tho old beggar eonwe exerted .all his talents and surpassed aty praise. The dish was plaoed before the knowing epicure. He testes, smaokfc his lips, tastes again, smells it--tastes again. Alas! it is re dolent of all rich odors: such sauces, so marvelously blended; such gravy, such solids--so soft, so tender! What can it be? A wondrous prepared tripe? No! Calfs head in a new shape? No, no, no! a thousand "noes." Our epicure gives it up. "It is old white kid gloves!" is the cool explana tion, when the bet is resigned as lost. Wrens and Bluebirds Fighting. The bluebirds early took possession, and in June their first brood had flown. The wrens had been hanging around, evidently with an eye on th) place-- such little eomedies may be witnessed anywhere--and now very naturally thought it was their turn. A day or two alter the young bluebirds had flown I noticed some fine, dry grass clinging to the entranoe of the cavity, a circumstance which I understood' a few moments later, when the wren rushed by me into the cover of a small Norway spruce, hotly pursued by the male bluebird. It wae a brown streak and a blue streak pretty closa together. The wrens had gone to housecleaning, and the bluebird had returned to find his bed and bedding being pitched out of doors, and had thereupon given the wren to understand in the most em phatic manner that he had no intentions of vacating the premises so early in the season. Day after day, for more than two weeks, the male bluebird had to clear his premises of these intruders. It occupied much of hie time and not a little ot mine, as I sat with a book in a summer-house near by, laughing at his pretty fury and spiteful onset. On two occasions the wren rushed under the chair in which I sat, and a streak of blue lightning almost flashed in my face. One day, just as I had passed the tree in which the cavity was placed, I heard the wren scream desperately; turning, I saw the little vagabond fall into the grass with the wrathful blue bird fairly upon him. The latter had returned just in lime to catch him, and was evidently bent on punishing him well. But in the squabble in the grass the wren escaped and took refuge in the friendly evergreen. The bluebird paused for a moment with outstretched wings looking for the fugitive, then flew away. A score of times during the month of June did I see the wren tax ing every energy to get away from the bluebird. He would dart into the stone wall, under the floor of tlie summer- home, into the weeds--anywhere to hide his diminished head. The blue bird with his bright coat looked like a policeman in uniform in pursuit of some wicked, rusty little street gamin. Gen erally the favorite house of refuge of the wren was a little spruce, into which their pursuer made no attempt to fol low them. The female would sit con cealed amid the branches, chattering in a scolding, fretful way, while the male, with his eye upon his tormentor, would perch on the topmost shoot and sing. Why he sang at such times--whether in triumph and derision, or to keep his courage up and reassure his mate--I could not make out. When his song was suddenly cut short, and I glanced to see him dart down into the spruce, my eye usually caught a twinkle of blue wings hovering near. The wrens finally gave up the fight, and their enemies reared their second brood in . peace.--Casnell's Magazine. Scotch Cure for Whooplng-Couglh i Old Scottish people, or those con- ' versant with the superstitions and cus* tomsof the country, are well aware of the efficacy of the cure which the ass was supposed to have wrought in the case of the whooping-cough, and the following incidents will be read with in terest : .One afternoon reoently a curious display of superstition occurred at Maryhill, Within view of the police office. Measels and whooping-cough are prevalent among children in the burg at present, and a traveling candy- man and rag gatherer, with a cart drawn by an ass, drew up in front of a row of houses known as "Pirrat's row," a little off of the highway. Two chil dren living in the quarter are afflicted with whooping-cough. It has not transpired what compensation the pro prietor of the ass received for the su perstitious use of it, in the belief that it would cure the chillren of the cough, but after a short conversation the mothers of the children took up a po sition on each side of the ass. One woman then took up a position on each side of the ass. One women then took one of the children and passed it through below the ass' belly to the other women, the child's face being to ward the ground. The woman on the other side caught hold of the child, and giving it a gentle somersault, handed it back to the other woman over the ass, tlie child's head being turned to ward the sky. The process having been repeated three times, the child was taken away to the house, and then .the second child was similarly treated. While this was going on two other children were quickly brought to un dergo the magical cure. In order that the operation may have its due effect the ass must not be forgotten, and at the close of the ceremony each mother must carry her child to the head of the animal and allow it to eat something, such as bread or biscuits, out of the child's lap. This proceeding having been performed in turn by the four mothers, the prescribed course was concluded. When it began there were not many people present, but before it was finished quite a crowd of specta tors had gathered. From inquiries made afterward, it seems the mothers are thorougly satisfied that their chil dren are the better of the enchantment --Greenock Telegraph. Forced War Loans. When Gen. Martinez of Mexico was fighting against Maximilian he and his soldiers were in the habit of taking what they wanted from the people, even going so far as to levy on the treasures of the churches. One day the sacristan of a certain church found two of the soldiers from the army of Martinez on their knees before the altar of Our Lady of Guadalupe. The shrine was covered with coins and jewels, plaoed there by devotees on offering up prayers for t'ic safety of the absent or in ; ntitude for deliverance - | ones, (master) dropped off to sleep, l<!t go j from some . oril. And one of the the rope, and so the turt'e went off to "Macheteros" was praying like this: sea and so boss h as been teased to death about it"--Detroit Free Press. DIALOGUE between two blind men-- "Do you know the gentleman who gave you the dime just now?" "Only by sight"--Paris Gaulois. Eating Kid Gloves. A bet- was recently made by two French gourmanda, one of whom as serted that he could detect the compo nent parts of any dish put before him, the other betting at great odds that he Would not be able to tell the material wherewith his cook would prepare a "savory dish" for them.' The bet was taken, the one confident in his quick, natural Bense, the other in the skill of his cook. The oook--a "My dear, holy lady! Fm a poor boy. I've been in the army a year, and I haven't made anything so far. I've a very poor family. They may be starv ing. I'm obliged to take some of these precious things. If I have good luck in robbing some other place I'll return these." So saying he aroee from his knees and coolly pwept the shrine of its valuables. --New York Tribune. THE water in Philadelphia is so dirty that before being used it has* to be --Puck. lava. Java Is regarded aa the moat fertile and prosperous tropical island on the globe. It is south of Borneo, and the fbttrth island of the Mala van archipel ago in size, having an area of 50,260 square miles. It is a colonial posses sion of Holland. The surface of the island is mountainous, a range of lofty peaks running from one end of the is land to the other, and another range skirting the south coast All of these mountains are of volcanic formation, and there are on the island thirty-eight volcanoes, the most of them constantly activa Some of the most terrible eruptions on record have occurred on this island, among which may be men tioned the outbreaks of the volcano Papandayang in the year 1772, of Go- lunggong in 1822, and Krakatoa in 1833. Between the peaks of the moun tains in the central part of the island are several plateaus which are very fertife, and have a delightful climate, owing to their elevation above the hot district of the shore. Along the north side of the island is a long, low, and very very fertile plain. All of the island is well watered. The seasons are two, the wet and the dry, and the temperature of the island is very equable. All tropical fruits, birds, and animals abound in the lowlands, and on the high plateaus all grains and fruits of temperate climates can be success fully raised. Java is one of the prin cipal coffee-growing countries in the world; sugar is next in importance; then comes rice, of which two crops are annually raised; indigo, pepper, tea, and tobacco are also exported. The population of Java is estimated at over 17,500,000. About 30,000 Europeans reside on the island; there are also about 190,000 Chinese, and some 20,000 Arabs and other foreign orientals; the rest are natives. The Javanese are almost entirely occupied in agriculture, though they have some knowledge of the mechanic arts, and make bricks and tiles, build houses and boats, and work in metals with some skill. The women of the country also weave a stout cotton cloth, and make coarse silk cloth from raw silk imported from China. The ancestors of the present race of Javanese must have had con siderable knowledge of architecture, judging from the remarkable specimens of ancient temples, most of them in ruins, to be seen throughout the island, but this knowledge has been entirely lost. The Javanese have made some progress in music, of which they are passionately fond, and they have both wind and stringed instruments. In religion the Javanese are Moham medans, this faith having been estab lished among them by the Arabs in the fifteenth century. The principal unit in Javanese politics is the village, whose officers are all elected by the people, and are charged with the collection of the taxes and the maintenance of pub lic order. The native rulers are al lowed by the Dutch to retain their rank and nominal power as regents, but the real power is in the Governor General appointed by the Netherlands Govern ment, who is assisted by a vice presi dent and a council of four, and has his orders directly from the King of Hol land.--Inter-Ocean. :-- : ' • Yirginla Character^; Tlie father of Gen. E--^ yij.: ginia, had a body-servant who was an inveterate toper. His master tried every means in his power to break him of drinking. Persuasion was useless, advice wasted, and whipping but tem porary in effect . Sam had been to a dance, had im bibed freely, and returned home at break of day, and at breakfast was rather the worse for wear. His master thought to try the effect of frightening him by apparently reading from the morning paper the death of a drunkard in R . "Spontaneous combustion! Horrible death of a drunkard! Last night Michael McGinnis was in a beastly state of intoxication; he retired to his room, and in blowing out the candle his breath caught fire. He was en tirely consumed, and nothing left of him but the ashes in his shoes." Sam stood with eyes agog and hands raised. " 'Fore Gord, 'fore Gord, Morse John, diM nigger neber blow out a candle ee long ez he lib, shuah!" The majority of mankind is unwilling to have other than a large "I" in any undertaking which is successful, and more than willing to share failure with an equally large We." , CoL H , of Virginia, had some negroes quarrying rock, with old Uncle Ned as foreman. One morning the Colonel rode over to the quarry, and after the usual good-morning said, "Well, Ned, how are we getting along?" "Dar 'tis ag'in. We!--how's we git- tin* erlong? Marse Chawles r$ er- quarryin' dis here rock. You 'minds me uv er passel er coons ez went er huntin' deer in de swamp. Long Sam --you 'members him--Marse Torm's Sam?--well, Sam he wuz boss er de batch, an' arfter dey done sot up deir pine-knot torches, an' wuz er waitin in de brush, Sam he spied sumpin' er- movin', an' he up wid's gun, an' bimb! sumpin' drapped, an' one er de boys sez, 'Ump! ain't we lucky? dar's one a'ready; we'8 got one s^uah.' An, Sam he tu'ned round, he did, an' sez, sez he, 'Not so much toe, ef yer please --/kilt dat ar deer.' An' dey all went ter holp skin it, an' lo an' behold! it war Marse Torm's pet colt, out er de gray mar' what he fotch from Bichmun, an' Sam he looked kinder skeert, he did, an' sez, sez he, 'Boys, 'aint we jes played h !' An' ebry one uv* em answered, 'Not so much we, ef yer please; vou, done kill dat colt' An', Marse Chawles, er-quarryin' dis here rock, an' we?a gittin' erlong only middlin."' It was this same Uncle Ned who was accosted by the writer upon return from college (and after the days of re construction) with "Good morning, Uncle Ned--good-morning." "G'long, chile, g'long; yer mustn't talk dat way ter me now. I's no kin o' yourn; I's yer ekal now, I is 'cordin ter de fifteent commandment. G'long 1" And who, later, upon being urged to finish a bit of ploughing before sun down, said, "G'long; w'at's de use er hurryin' so; dar's ernudder day ter- morrow dat ain't eben been fetched Vit!"--R. A. Marr, in Harper's Maga zine. Trichiniasis in Italy. Trichina) has been discovered in a human body which was being prepared for anatomical demonstration at the University of Camerino. The man had lived for many years in a neighboring commune and died without the presence of the trichina) being suspected. Pe culiar interest attaches to the case for the reason that it is said to be the first case of trichiniasis ever observed in Italy.--Chicago Neios. REAL friendship is a slow grower, ' and never thrives unless engrafted Upon a stock of known and reciprocal merit--Chenterjield. V'4#A*O is a tore-tres*. Tax A SKOKBHITACK-HFC bonoh of cigar* A U»o weight--9SS80 po&nds to tfctf ton of coiL A PILLOW maker ought 4o be pleased to have his watch run "down." WE hear of a dress subdued In tmie! They should sell by the score. ^ AT what age do men usually wish ie retire from fife? Hermit-age. VIRTUE should be founded on prin ciple ; often principle is weak and virtue indeed "found dead."--Texas Sifting«. MOTHEB --Janet, idid William kiss you on the front steps last night? Daugh ter--About what part of the evening, ma? A TBAMP says that he doesn't go in for this half-holiday movement What he wants is half a day free from mov$b ment 't TOUBIST (to Highland sentry on , § cold, frosty morning)--Sentry, are you cold with the kilt ? Sentry--No; but I'm near kilt wi' the cauld. "DON'T you find the people around here very sociable ?" asked Cobwigger of a new neighbor. "Yes, indeed I do," was the hearty response. "Only a moment ago I met a beggar and he held out his hand to ma"--Harper's Bazar. THE late Prof, Connington could Re cite the works of Virgil and Homer from beginning to end. But his friends always went away and left him with charming unanimity whenever he started out to do it--Somerville Joitr* nal A SENTIMENTAL writer asfcs: "Did you ever watch a dear baby waking in the morning?" Many tiuies. It gen erally occurs about 5 o'clock, and en ables the father to get up a splendid appetite for breakfast--Dry-Goods Chronicle. "DID you meet with success?" asked a neighbor of a man who had returned from prospecting for silver in New Mexico. "Oh, yes, I met with success, but success was going the other way. If I could have, overtaken success i would have been all right"--Texas Siftings. _ "I WONDER that you never get mar ried," said Mrs. Yeast to young Crim- sonbeak, a brakeman on the railroad. "I don't see why you should wonder. We railroad men never marry, you know." "How's that?" "Oh, we under stand the danger that is attached to coupling, you know." BETWEEN husbands--"Say, do you ever read the letters addressed to your wife?" (With indignation). "N&ver." "What, you have absolute confidence in her ?" "O, it is not that. I am afraid that I would find something in them that might be disagreeable for me to know, and I adore her!"--French Fun. "AND is this to be the end of all?" said O'Reilly De Vere, as he seized the girl's hand. "That is about the size of it," she replied, coldly. "You tell me that your emplover has refused to raise your salary?" "Yes," cried the youth, eagerly; "but next year M "Excuse me," she interrupted with Arctic fri gidity, "but I am not investing in futures--not this week. "-Tid-Bits. HE (trying to get out of it pleas antly)--"I'm awfully sorry that I must go to-night, Miss Bessie. What an agreeable two weeks we've had of it I will go and ask your father--" he was going to say "to harness the horse." She--"Oh, William, I knew it would come, and I asked pa yesterday, so aa to have no more trouble. He is more ths§ willing."--Carl Pretzel's Weekly, m •# " M HAMLET AND EOOLET. * flMd the kidlet from hia aeatlet To the Hamlet, on the stage: "Good, my Hamlet here's an rgglet, Though it doesn't suit your age; For, dear Hamlet, you're aware that You're exceeding young and frusta. While this egglet--bet a keg, th^S' , ' It's mature in it's profesh." ' Then the kidlet throws the egglet:' * " Hits the Hamlet in the leglet, Mfci, % And tho dv.delet in the front row^ Cries to ring the curtain downjiV Then the kHlet, ah, I fear it «. \ , Makes a bidlet for a beerlet, . ' ' While the Hamlet, like a clamlejjg' Wanders silent through the to#» '*, 1 Like a dreamlet or a gleamlet r , - •" On the surface of a streamlet, ,' A ,, Searching for carbolic acid, *.*f Goes he silent through the to^lfc- ' ' ' --Detroit Free Press. ^ ^ 1 The Modern Spirit of Napoleon's LegMa* tlon. All that a highly educated man of wonderful sagacity, thorough informa tion, resolute purpose, and untiring in dustry could do for the people of France and its dependencies was done, by Napoleon Bonaparte. The Franoe of to-day bears everywhere the marks of his marvelous capacity for recon struction and organization. In spite of the excesses of the Revolution, of the disturbances consequent on such a tre mendous upheaval of society, of the continual wars, France speedily recov ered under the First Consul; and what she became under the Empire, in point of administrative efficiency and liberal and judicious use of the powers of gov ernment, that she is to-day. In all Napoleon's legislation we find the same wise, enlightened, humane spirit--I was about to say modern spirit, and the word modern does define what I mean with a good degree of exactness. I mean that the spirit of the nineteenth century--its tolerant, hopeful, pro gressive spirit, to which the hatreds and bitterness begotten of ariatoratic and religious prejudice are unknown-- runs through all the legislative and practical work of Napoleon in Europe. Such a man, for instance, as our own Dr. Franklin, if he had lived in Franee in Napoleon's day, would have found him a man after his own heart, in some respects certainly--a man who, while never in the least sentimental, was al ways willing, eager even, to listen to the projects for practical reforms of various kinds with which the doctor's ingenious mind was always teeming. But it is probably due in great measure to this absenco of sentiment in Napo leon's composition, of which we have been speaking, that he does not, with many people, receive due credit for his laborious performance of public duty. -- "Some Illustrations of Napo leon and His Times," by. John C. Ropes, in Scribner'a Magazine. A Careful lluellst. , A One of the funniest duels was tha|ii(: which Sainte-Beuve was engaged. It began to rain slightly after he had taken up his position, whereupon be called for his umbrella, and, opening it, held it over his head with his left hand, while with his right hand he held his pistol. The expostulations of the sec onds had no effect upon him. "It is all very well to be killed," said the famous essayist, "but I object to catching cwkt in my head."-- Chamber's Jourtial /- THERE is a small fortune in store for the man who will invent a decent look ing straw hat--Courier. • ; ' _ V- SjJ No MAN should so act as to take vantasa another'a folly. CinttOL >.1 "W* • - ,--7 . * •' ,r < * -< ii 'm '-*! : •••• "'.A- - • -•