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JOHNNY yQ1 ""ww #ll&INDEAi£ER. roUNTAl* BT Itm PKMlfOX. - VMS WICKKB „* _ > '» Imrn wartons clmngful whimr U^-ii » the implement a I gu " *' fa®0*080't rh vmeei 1117 hy Hint. - v When 1 iBvokr the Mas*. T^?- Jbmetimes (not often though) I MWIll - _ To try the ancient qtiiU; J-'.HW 8 day *ill never more retain--* I'm glad it never win *.*!}£ when I write to my VweetiMMt,--* The dearest girl on eartb,-- * use a gold pen to impart *My knowledge of her worth. • £ '•} '•••j ||t times (I fear not, halt enonghl • t 4; -i i-M J*"1® a Penc'l blue, '*»' try to edit my own "atuff"--#'.5-? V' When the editor's got throDglj,^ that I'M one rale my bretluten, I . . ̂XJnfarying, abort, and terse, I never use a fountain pen _2 To write religious verse. --notfee Blade. HOW HE FOOLED HER. « _JT gifts for them. She did nol owe for the gifts, but did he refrain from buying therc «s usual ? Was he losing his lovo foi JIM wife and little ones? No, she surelj oonld not accuse him of that. If any thing he was more kind and affectionate *han ever. He had no mother or sistei to support, as his mother had been dead Several years, and liis sisters were both "well married. Just then came * rap at the door. Th< jailer proved to be her neighbor. Mrs, Banks. I just thought Td step in a minute, * fiaid she. "I knew you must be awful lonesome, your husband bein' gone. 1 don't see how you can bear to have hue ftway all the time, and traveling men Jul ways get * * - - - - •Jfco, too. Ni daughter boots and on ten •• to MB object in wishing his p^^tM^igteeret. At last they thedjjiipg-room. as in ffe^frlor, the same good •id elepnee prevailed; and in sparltlfog glass and shining silver, enowy damask and rosy tinted lights, everything bespoke the refined taste of THE'TMSDWMS, lb PRINCE A STATION R A NEBRASKA TOWN. THE K AGEPT 8miif'ew Facia abont the Famous g^idthrtlt who Spent $800,000 j.Tliree Yesn. i*he interst in Johnny Steele, kn6wn j fame as 4'Coal-Oil Johnny," has never - flagged. The visitor to the oil regions evening, as all evenings mustj asks first about Coal-Oil Johnny, and Anr^ ' next about John D. Rockefeller. Num­ erous inquiries reach the oil country for Fr™*DM _ ittmi »/ 'k S'ii " v'" rv-tsS m m Never stays has a chance, EIXA P. WOOD. ""Well, I'd just like to know what lie does with all his money any way." "He gets a good salary, and his trav­ eling expenses paid, that's certain; and any one can see that his wife and chil­ dren don't dress it out, for she has worn that same old black silk till its ready to Tall to pieces, and the children go dressed plainer than I'd like to see them if they were mine." The speakers were Mm. George Banks and her friend and neighbor, Miss Nettie Wells. They were seated in Mrs. Bank's comfortable parlor, where Miss Nettie had dropped in for an informal call. They were old friends, these two, and might be seen at all sorts of unfash­ ionable hours crossing the street for a few minutes chat, and sometimes it must be confessed their conversation encroached' upon the affairs of their neighbors. The subject of their remarks on this particular afternoon was Frank Barker, who with his pretty young wife occu­ pied a neat cottage directly across the street from the Banks' residence. He wfts a man of about thirty-flve, tall and well proportioned, with fine features shaded by clustering riegs of dark hair, and cle&r gray eyes in which could be read his soul's integrity. He was employed as traveling sales­ man for a firm, who, recognizing in him a man of sterling worth, who would work to the best of his ability for his employers' interests, had given him a position of responsibility and trust, and settled upon him a salary which seemed to the residents of his native village, to be a princely income. Aa his business called him much from home, Mrs. Barker, who was nat­ urally a timid woman, rented rooms to a widow aud her daughter, who was a music teacher, as* in this way she did not feel as lonely during her husband's absence as she would have done had she been left alone in the house with her children. But Mrs. Barker's ambition was to have a home of their own. They had been married several years and had always lived in a rented house, and the discomfort of having to move from house to house as they had done, and seeing others of their friends in homes of their own, made her more and more dissatisfied with the present mode of living. But although Frank had * good salary and a small family, he never seemed to lay up anything. Generous, free-hearted to a fault, he never gave the future a thought. When his wife would speak to him about it, and tell him how much she would like to live in • home of their own bis reply would be: •Well, never mind little woman. We are quite comfortable I think. Suffi­ cient unto the day, you know. And when we tire of one house w„e can move inlo another." "But Frank, it is so much nicer to own the house you live in. Thero are so many things need repairing about the house and grounds. The owner does not care to spend any more money on it than he can help, anci I am sure we can not afford to renovate and beautify another man's property. I hear the Bates' place is for sale, and so cheap too; I think it is one of the prettiest (daces in town." "Just wait till we get rich, little wife," would be the reply, as he tossed the baby in his arms, or catching his wife in his arms went waltzing down the room. "I wonder what Frank does with his money," she said to herself. "He never seems to have much, although he always gives me the housekeeping allowance promptly. I am sure he does not spend it for clothing; his overcoat is getting quite shabby, yet I heard him say he was not going to have a new one this winter, and I am sure he does-not spend it drinking or gambling." And, although she had the greatest confidence in her husband, the subject annoyed her more than she would admit. Not long after this she asked her hus­ band for monev to purchase a new block silk. She was an economical little body, and had worn her old one, made over, till there seemed no way of re­ novating it to make it look presentable afr^best gown any longer. "I can't spare the money Annie," he replied. "I am a little short just now, and sorry as I am to disappoint you, you will have to wait a little longer. _ It ' won't make you unhappy will it, little wife?" and he drew her down to his knee and stroked her brown hair. "You always look nice to me," he added, "but you shall have no end of fine clothes when we get rich." Swallowing a great lump in her throat, Annie made the best of her disappoint­ ment. Yet the thought kept running in her head: "I wonder what he does with his money." That evening after she had kissed Frank good-bye and watched him disappear around the corner, on his way to take the train for a week's ab- to home even when he Always tellin' how much better fare he has when he's away from home, and how he flirts with all the pretty girls. I tell you it's sure to ruin a man if he keeps at it long enough. You don't see as it make? any difference with your husband yet, do you?" "Why, no," replied Annie, with an at­ tempt at a smile. "Frauk is just the same as he always was. Of course 1 would like to have him home more often, but there does not seem to be any home work that pays as well." "Perhaps not; but I reckon many • wife would be surprised if she knew how her husband spent his money. I suppose you are going to Mrs. Bates' re­ ception next' week?" she added. "I hear she has sold her house and is going to move away." "We have received invitations," re­ plied Annie, "but shall not go, as Mr. Barker will be away from home that evening." Poor Annie! she did not add that she could not aocept the invitation be­ cause she had no dress which she con sidered appropriate for the occasion, and that her reason for asking for the new silk at that time was that if Frank could be home for that evening she might coax him to go. "Yes," continued Mrs. Banks, "they say she has sold to some one who does not want his name made known at pres­ ent for some reason. Well, I must go. Don't get down hearted. Til ran in as otten as I can to chirk you up. Good night." And to Annie's great satjfac- tion she was gone, Thankfully she closed the door upon her garrulous guest, and once more re suming lier rocker, tried to become in­ terested in the last magazine. In vain. Her visitor's uncomfortable words would intrude themselves between her eyes and the page. "I reckon many a wife would be surprised if she knew how her husband spent his money." Would £he be one of them ? • Heart sick and weary she put out the light and crept into bed, where she cried herself to sleep. Slowly the days crept by bringing the night of Mrs. Bates' reception. Just as the tea things were put away and the lamps lighted, a familiar step sounded on the sidewalk and Frank's voice was heard. " Put it down right here. There that will do," and as sLe sprang to the door she was clasped in a loving em brace and kisses showered upon lips and brow. "Glad to see me, little wife? Sur­ prised, too, I guess?" "Why, Frank," was the reply, "I was not looking for you to-night. How does it happen ?" "Weil, I was at Waterford, only an hour's ride away, and I thought I would come home and attend the reception to night. We can ask the little music teacher to sit by 'the little ones, can'i we?" "What shall you wear?" asked he, as she hesitated. "I suppose you have only to make a selection from your well stocked wardrobe," he added, in a ban' tering tone. "I hate to disappoint jou, dear. But really I have nothing suitable to wear to such a reception. My old silk is too shabby, and my street suit is hardly ap propriate. You will not care very much if we do not go, will you, dear?" "Yes, I will; for I've planned for this for more than a week. I see I shall have to be fairy godmother, Cinderella. Go into the hall and bring in the large box you will find there." "But wait a moment," he added, is too heavy for you," so saying he dis appeared but quickly returned bearing a large parcel which he proceeded to deposit in the middle of the floor. The wrappings were quickly removed disclosing to Annie's astonished eyes a full reception toilette of rich black silk with bonnet and wrap to match, while a pair of cream white kid gloves and the daintiest of French kid boots occu­ pied a space at one end, and in a box all by itself reposed the daintiest morsel of a handkerchief imaginable. "O, Frank!" was all she could say as she clasped her arms around his neck and burst into tearB. "Just like a woman," he exclaimed, as he kissed away, the tears. "Hurry and get ready now, and see how they fit," I was obliged to confide in your sister Fan, in order to get the things all l ight. She met me in the city and selected them, and had the dress made to fit her, aB she said you were exactly her size and had often worn each others dresses. The tears were quickly wiped away and the new suit tried on. It proved a perfect fit, Frank de­ claring she looked so sweet he would like to marry her over again. Then aft&r"&sking the music teacher in to sit by the children, who were by this time fast asleep, they set out for the resi dence of Mrs. Bate J, Mrs. Bates was a widow. Her hus­ band had died some two years previously and his death was quickly followed by that of their only child. It was u very pretty place toward which Mr. and Mrs. Barker made their : way. The house was of the Queen Anne style, with tastefully laid out sence, she undressed the children and put them to bed, rocking baby May J grounds, and beds of beautiful flowers until her soft eyes were veiled by their " " '* * * " long-fringed curtains of white. Then she sat down in her low chair by the fire and fell to thinking of that money. Twelve hundred dollars a year. One hundred dollars a month. Twenty- five dollars a week. What could Frank do with so much money, and have noth­ ing to show for it. She felt sure of his habits. *' There was only his cigars, and now die thought of it, she remembered lately he had not smoked as many as formerly, and he had always derived --fi scattered over the smooth lawn, while group of magnificent drooping elms gave it the name of Elm Grove Cottage. Within, all spoke of wealth combined with elegant taste, and as after greeting their hostess they mingled with the guests, Annie's eyes wandered up and down the long parlors, taking in the rich carpets and curtains, portiers and upholstery, she could hardly refrain from a sigh, that all possibility of her being able to call the place home had vanished, now that it had the hands of a new owner. come to a close, and Frank aid found themselves in their oozy sit^S room once more. " Not much like Mrs. Bates' fur,ttir® is it," said Frank as he seated 3maelf in the well-worn cane-seat rocer and drew Annie to his knee. / "Not in elegance Frank, ,/M just as comfortable, and then thii»v h°w P°°r Mrs. Bates really is in i/"® of all her wealth. All alone. Hi»*>and and child dead, how can we en y her ? No, no, give me my darlingnAnd she can keep herjovely home." what if yoi could have both?" d he I *>king into her loving spoke. I is impossible, and I never lelf to wish for the impossible, possible dear" was his re- as he put his hand into ' his pocket and drew forth a folded paper which he placed in her hand. "What is this" she asked as she slowly unfolded it. "It is the deed for the house and grounds we have just left," was the quiet reply. "Frank! what nonsense.* .rS'fj "But it is true, read and tfee." j, Sure enough it was true, and amid streaming eyes Annie confessed what seemed to be her donbt of liim, while he laughingly kissed away the tears and told her he had l>een a cruel tyrant, an unfeeling wretch, who gave her all the wretchedness of doubting and uncertainty, while he had all the pleasures of the secret and surprise. But I could not at first tell how it would turn out," was his explanation, and so I kept laying away a certain sum in the bank each month expecting every day to hear that Mrs. Bates had sold her place before I had enough to secure it. Fortunately there is not much demand for real estate at present, and it remained unsold until last week, when I received a good sized check as a present from my employers, and an increase of salary for another year, with a position as local agent for this place. I then went to Mrs. Bates, and as she was very anxious to sell, I bought the house ready furnished at a comparatively low figure, aw! at the time you asked me for the new dress, the goods I had bought for you was at the dressmaker's. I never felt so mean in my life as I did when I refused your request, but I thought of the surprise in store for you, and bided my time." The next day it was known all over town that Frank Barker was the new owner of Elm Grove Cottage. Miss Nettie dropped her work and ran in to tell the news to Mrs. Banks. "Have you heard the news," she ex­ claimed at sight of her friend. "Frank Barker has bought the Bates place." ....... "Well," exolaimed "Mrs. Banks, "I always thought it was strange what he did with his money." Johnny Waits" is a very dtfltaneat man from Johnny Steele. He is extremely practical, and none of his money is spent foolishly. - From an abandoned farm, thought to be next to worthless, he has developeda very profit able property.--[Pittsburg Commercial Gazette. Fish in Air. The traditional notion of ,a "fish out of water" is that of a helpless and gasp­ ing creature; yet, as the author of "Glimpses of Animal Life" reminds us, many fish deliberately choose to diver­ sify their existence by seeking land and air. The perch often leaps into the air for flies, and can be carried for long distances, in damp grass, without suffer­ ing harm. One of this species which lives in Ceylon, and is known as the Kavaya, sometimes leaves his pool, and takes a short journey over the grass. He pre­ fers to make these little excursions by night, or in the early morning, when lie can be refreshed by dew, but sometimes, no doubt led by urgent necessity, travels over a hot and dusty road under the midday sun. The fish known on the Ganges as the "climbing peroh" is very tenacious of life, and may be kept five or six days without water. . Alter this experience, he seems as lively as a fish newly caught. There are remarkable tales told of this fish, which is said to ascend oocoa- nut palms, for the purpose of drinking their sap. This little refreshment over, it returns to the water. " Of course such fish are anatomically different from those which exist only in the water, but naturalists suggest va­ rious reasons for their peculiar hardi­ hood. It is agreed, however, that they possess a cavity near that of the gills, which contains the air retained there for respiration. Tli^t they breathe air directly from the atmosphere and not through the gills has been concluded from the fact that they can be carried long distances in water mixed with mud, whereas, in pure water, they soon die. The muddy water cannot pass through the gills, and the fish must, consequently, have depended upon air alone. Bis Revolvers Were Potent* In the Washington capitol as in legis­ lative halls everywhere dull speakers have empty benches and when they be­ gin to drawl out their platitudes a gen­ eral clearance is effected. On one occa­ sion in Washington Col. Wintersmith, of Kentucky, entered the gallery of the United States Senate while Charles Sumner was making a speech. Every­ body listened with breathless interest. When Mr. Sumner closed Garret Davis arose. Mr. Davis enjoyed the nickname of Garrulous Davis. As he began to speak there was a rush from the galler­ ies. Col. Wintersmith was astounded. He recognized Mr. Davis and became indignant. Drawing a brace of revol­ vers he said: "Gentlemen, you will please keep your seats. The Senator from Ken­ tucky is talking and you must hear him." Every man resumed his seat instantly; Among the number was an old Jersey- man, who was wedged in a front seat between two negroes. Garret Davis 'f talked for three hours. The Jerseyman drew many a long breath, but never swerved^ When the speech wag eon" eluded he walked up to Col. Winters- smith and said: - "Did I understand yon that it was the Senator from Kentucky who was ad­ dressing us ?" "Yes, sir." responded the Kentucky Colonel; "he was" Senator Davis from Kentucky. Have you any fault to find with his speech?"' "N--n--no," the Jerseyman stam­ mered, "but I want to ask a favor of you. The next time you catch me in this gallery when the Senator from Ken­ tucky arises to speak please don't warn me, but shoot--shoot right oft :the | quicker the ' " ... ^ j"J / , 1 • the famous spendthrift's address. It Is not a long time since the writer received a letter from a dime museum firm in Chi­ cago inquiring his whereabouts, with » view, as they said, to offering him a chance to exhibit himself as a freak. The address was furnished, but the offer was declined, although the salary, in Mr. Steele's present circumstances, must have had its temptations. The statement is often published that Coal-Oil Johnny has died, or that he has regaired his squandered fortune. There is as much truth in one as the other. He is still alive at the age of about 50 years, and his address is Ash­ land, Saunders County, Nebraska, where he has lived for the past twelve years. He is at present employed as station agent at Ashland. He has not recovered his fortune or any part of it. bnt makes a comfortable living, and has apparently forgotten the princely days of His youth. After he *had run through with his money he came back from his wild journeyings and settled down at Rouse- ville, the scene of his former grandeur, as station agent for the Buffalo, New York and Pennsylvania Railroad. This was within sight of the old farm whence all his wealth had come. He was here a few months and then went Wetet, where he has been ever since, and doubtless where he will end his days. His son a year ago came East and married a young lady of Cooperstown, Venango County, Pennsylvania, and took his bride back to Ashland. He is a telegraph operator and the operator at the station whine his father is employed. Coal-Oil Johnny was about three years running through with his fortune. Widow MeClintock farm, from which this fortune was made, is about t|wee miles from Oil City. Rouscville is about a quarter of a mile distant from the McClintock farm. It was at Rouseville where Johnny began to throw his money away, but that town although one of the red-hot oil towns, was soon too small for him. Erie, Buffalo and Pittsburg knew him next, but it was at Philadelphia that he distinguished himself most. How much money he squandered in three years is a matter of conjecture, even in the oil jountry. There is. however, a wide misapprehension as to the amount. ̂ His fortune did not reach into the millions is has so often been stated. The best judgment here places it at not above 1300,000. He was the adopted, son of Widow McClintock, and at her death her oil farm aud its accumulated earnings passed to him. It was petroleum that made Mrs. McClintock a rich woman in a few months, and strange to say, it was the exploding of an oil-can that caused her death. She was kindling the tire with ail when-the can exploded, and lived but a short time after receiving her injuries. Perhaps $100,000 was turned over to Johnny on the settling of her estate, and his share of the product of the farm after that time is supposed to have been about |200,000. He therefore squandered about $100,000 a year for the three years the money lasted. At the end of this time the old bonanza farm had ceased to yield, and his money was spent. His career as a spendthrift came to an 2nd, on Thursday, February 13, 18G8, when he filed a voluntary petition in bankruptcy in the United States District Court at Pittsburg. His indebtedness at the time was thus scheduled: H. W. Kanga, Uirard House, Philadelphia. $19,824 Wm. E. Galbraith, Attorney at Law, Erie, Penn 10,000 J. E. Caldwell & Co., Philadel­ phia, jewelry 5,805 John D. Jones, harness 1,280 W. S. Horn, cigars 56 E. H. Cohklin, Philadelphia, liquors 2,024 Phalan & Collendcr, billiard- tables .,1,500 Unknown creditor, oil pamtî f. 2,000 For hats.................fc. .«•. 300 iJllimpleLifeoftheKaiael^ It is significant of the simplicity of life at the Berlin Couit that the Emperor's regular dinner hour is, like that of the majority of his subjects, at 1.30 in the day. Of course, when there are distin- guished guests to be entertained, there is a slate banquet at 6 in the evening. In his ordinary life, writes the Berlin cor­ respondent of the London Standard, ' the Emperor is not given to luxury. He ri^es very early, takes a very light first breakfast, and then goes out for a ride or walk, and sometimes for a little shooting, accoiding to *he season. Dur­ ing the bad weather, such as we have had for some days past, his Majesty takes about an hour's exercise on foot in the large quadrangle of the old OKI Palace. After exercise he takes a second break­ fast, consisting, generally, of an omelet, ham and eggs, a mutton chop, or a chicken. At the principal meal, at 1.30, which the Emperor insists on calling dinner, not luncheon, the first course con­ sists of bouillon or broth, with rice or macaroni, or of Russian soup; then boiled meat with vegetables, followed by roast meat and pudding. If there are any guests at the ordinary dinner an eutree and ice ate added. The Emperor's supper consists of meat or fish, and pud­ ding. His favorite dishes are poulets- mutes, with potatoes or baked fish, especially perch, pike, sole or turbot." 'Squire Morrissey, of Georgetown, Penn., has rendered a decision after the style of Solomon. John Painter, of Welch Alley, had three neighbors, Dougherty, McGinn, and Pickett by nnme, arrested on a charge of stealing seven of his pigeons. Seven birds resembling his were found in their possession, but Painter could not swear positively that they were his, while the defendants vigorously denied liadng come by them in an illegal way. The 'Squire heard the evidence carefully, ajid, after remarking that he would go beyond the statutes, ordered the pigeons produced in court. To each bird he at­ tached a colored ribbon, and then, in the presence of 200 witnesses, gave them free­ dom. After circling about in the air for several minutes they were seen to alight on the coop of James Kane, a neighbor of the defendants. James was called to testify, and he declared he had sold the birds to the defendants only a few days before. Ou the strength of this the three men were discharged, and the costs placed on the plaintiff. A Swindler's Suit of Clothes. A; Tota l . . . . . $32 ,789 This schedule tells its own story of a royal spree, extending over a period of three years. The indebtedness at the Qirard House was for board, liquor, cigars, <&c. While at this hotel he occu­ pied a suite of rooms on the parlor floQr, and usually had from one to three kindred ?ports with him, whose board and ex­ penses he paid for the sake of their com­ pany. The amount of his unpaid bill at the Girard House, nearly $20,000, is an indication that he and his companions lived tolerably high. How much money he paid at the Girard House is not known, but it is thought to have been as much as he left unpaid. A good deal of fiction has been told in regard to his wild extravagances. It is not true, for instance, that he took offense at the management of a Philadel­ phia hotel, bought the property, installed a new management of his own, and, then tiring of the hotel business, made some­ body a present of the whole outfit. It is authenticated, however, that he bought a carriage and team, and in a day or two gave the rig to the driver. He squan­ dered a large amount of money in taking a minstrel troupe around the country, perhaps as much as $75,000. He had a boon companion that he always took with him on his travels, and Johnny paid ail expenses. He was a young man -from Erie. Both dressed exactly alike, even to jewelry and neckties. It is a curious fact tliat the old, played- out Steele farm has been revived and is making another man rich. That man is John W. Waits, of Oil City, who l»ought the old place a few years ago for $7,000. He has since been offered $80,000 for it. Waits was a street gamin about Rouse­ ville when Johnny Steele was cutting his wide swath here, and frequently held the young oil Prince's team while the latter went into a saloon to get a drink. Waits grew up among the oil derricks around Rouseville, aud understands thoroughly the business of managing oil wells. He has made a study of the old wells along Oil Creek. He was very familiar with the wells on the old Steele, or the McClintock, farm, and believed, with the improved appliances for pumping, they could be made to yield oil in paying quantities, although they had been abandoned for years. He bought the farm from an oil company that was glad to sell it, paying $7,000. Several of the old wells were cleaned out, torpedoed, and rigged up for the pump­ ing. They all produced oil, as Mrs. Waits thought they would. The best results, however, have been obtained from new wells that he drilled on the farm* Nearly all of his new wells were good producers, as Oil Creek wells go now, though, of course they are small affairs compared to the spoutem that pomed out their wealth lor Ooal-Oil - * • ingenious swindle was recently worked successfully upon a Chestnut street druggist and a Chestnut street tail­ or. The criminal was a young man of in telligent address, whose somewhat shabby clothes were brushed clean and his boots polished. Entering the pharmacy he in­ formed the proprietor that the tailor, whose name lie gave, was suffering with dyspepsia, and had requested that some medicine be sent to him. The druggist ordered a prescription, and, while it was being compounded, entered into a chat with the stranger, who paid for the bot tie of medicine, and, before taking it away, asked the druggist to have another vial ready, and said that the tailor would call for it in a day or two. Then the swindler went to the tailor and ordered a suit of clothes, the price of which was $50. He wanted the garments made up in a hurry, and they were ready for him two days*afterward. He put them on in the store and left his back-numlier suit to be sent to a fictitious address. "My friend," he said to the tailor giving tho name of the druggist), "has some money of mine, and if you will walk down^here with me I will pay your bill."' The tail or and the artful dodger reached the pharmacy. "I perceive that we arp all acquainted," the swindler said as they all shook hands. "Now," he continued speaking to the druggist, "give Mr.---- what I left here for him and excuse hie for a moment." With that he slipped out of a side entrance, aud the druggist hand ed the tail#r a vial wrapped in the cus tomary white paper. "What do I want with this? " asked the sartorial artist "That," responded the master of he pharmacopoeia, "is what your friend said you were to get here." "Not at all," the tailor ejaculated. "I understood that you had the cash for the clothes that he got from me," They stared at each other m the face for thirty seconds, ami made a simultaneous break for the door through which the mutual friend had disappeared But he was not iu sight. Dogi of Stamboul. Mr. Theodore Chi Ids' interesting book "Summer Holidays," has the following laughable account of the streets of Stam boul and the dogs that infest them: In these streets you are always going up hill or down hill,* the pavement is of inde­ scribable irregularity and at every few yards' distance it sinks, and in the hole thus formed you find a litter of puppies, on which you must beware of treading unless you wish to provoke the anger of the mother. In the middle of the road, in the gutter, along the nar­ row curbstone, in the sun, in the shade, everywhere and at every turn you see scores of yellow, mangy, wounded and mutilated dogs--some with three I some minus a nose, some with their legs torn into fringe, all scored over with scars, who are foraging about or lie in thgTNun wherever they please, undisturbed by any one. The men get out of the way of the dogs, and not the dogs out of the way of the men. Nay, more, in the lower part of Stamboul, wLere there is a tramway, I have seen a car stop, and heard the driver use, not the lai-h, but soft and persuasive words, in order to induce the mangy cur to remove his hindquarters from the rail across which he lay dozing in the sun. Horse-Flesh for Dog** Food. Had Solomon lived in Pittsburg he would doubtless have refrained from say­ ing that " There is nothing new under the SUB." The latest novel practice in­ dulged in here is that of feeding dogs on horse-flesh. Mr. Adolph Stucky, of 1220 Carson street, South Side, has one of the most valuable kennels iu the State. It could not be replaced for less than $2,000 to $2,500, and it only consists of eight animals. During the Winter Season Mr. Stucky feeds his dogs almost entirely on horse-flesh, lie buys his stock at the Red Lion horse market at from $2 to $5 a head. The horses are taken to the Twenty-second Ward where the dogs are kept on the farm of William \ annessen. They are killed and dressed like beef. The meat is packed away in salt and fed to the dogs in its raw state. Horse-flesh is held by Mr. Stucky to be healthier than other meat, and is much cheaper.--* [Pittaburg Dis^aCffi, S2£ OAS Af>l> THE fclSSBBS. Ulft With «a Ox-Voice lirnke Up the R«- titiil Meeting. old Liza, as hard working women as ever lived, married "Guinea Nigger" Dsn, the evangelist. Liza WM not handsome. Her nose, at a distance, re­ sembled a flat-iron, and her mouth was not encircled by lines of Grecian grace. She married Dan, she said, on account of the high church standing such an al- liauce would give her. Dan, however, was not drawn to the altar by a motive so ennobliug, but suffered himself to be married iu view of the fact that the womau owned a cabin and a few acres of scrub-oak land. Now, honey," said the bridegroom, jis ez soon ez I gits through 'vangel- izin' down at de bayou I'll help yer wid yer duties 'ronu' de house. It stan's us might'ly in ban' ter git dis lan' cleared up, an' I wishes ter goodnoss dar wa'n't so many sinners in dis yere curmunity. Tole de bredren tuther day dat I wushed da would send erway an' git er- nuther preacher an' let me rest erwhiie, but da tole me dat I ought ter be willin' ter do de Lawd's wuck, so I couldn't hab no mo' ter say in 'tdderin' o' dat fack." Dan, de Lawd knows dat I doan min' clearin' up de groun', but I would like ter go ter preachin'some time wid yer." "Yas, honey, yes; jis' ez soon ez we sorter git things in shape. I wouldn't lack fur yer ter come down dar now au* see how yer po' husban' h&ster scramble ter keep ole Satan frum stickin' his fork in dem sinners. Jis' wait erwliile, honey, an' eberything'll be sweeter'n er pie. Will,- sho's yer born'd ter 'herit de kingdom o' de lieaben an' w'ar - de crowu an' b'ar de cross. Liza went about her work, sighing deeply when she thought of the pleas­ ure she was compelled to forego. Dan, after putting on his best clothes purchased with money acquired by the sale of Liza's cow--hurried to the place where sinners stood in such ereat danger. Tlnn, day after day the wo­ man worked until the land was uearly all cleared. She could not attend church on Sundays, for then she had to stay at home and prepare and extra dinner. "How are the sinners getting along?" she one day asked, sitting down with a sigh of weariness. "Sorter po'ly, honey; sorter po'ly." "I wuz in hopes dat I could Boon go 'roun' 'vangelizin' wid yer." So wuz merse'f, an' de diserp'int- ment o' hit hez cheated yer po* husbun' outen er mighty heap o' sleep. I doan think it will * be laung now, fur in de las' day ur two I's been putt in' in some monstrous fine licks. Da kain't stand it much launger, fur I sees many 'pear- ances o' de glo'ns fack dat ole Satan has guuter weaken an' lose bis awful holt." "Dan, de groun'a nearly all cleared up, so couldn't yer let me go ober ter de bayou wid yer ter-day ?" Honey, lemme tell yer, I would be de happes' pu son in de worl' ter do dat fack, but de truf is, ef yerse'f wnz ter go ' laung I would hafter pay so much ertention ter yerse'f dat I'd 'neglect de sinners, an' den old Satan would spit on his ban's, take er fresh holt an' ruin dem i>o' pussons whut de Lawd has tole me ter look arter. Let us b'ar up un'er dis 'flickshun, honey, fur de clonds gwine ter roll erway arter while an' de sun gwine ter shine out." "D sun dun been er shiniu' mighty hot, too, out dar in dat new groun'." "Honey, yer mustn't fling 'prooelt at er figger o' de speech what de Lawd hab erp'inted." "De Lawd 'peers ter be doin' er beep fur dem sinners," she replied, "but He doan 'peer ter be doiu' much fur me." "Gracious er libe, Liza, yer mus*n blassfe dat «r way. De Lawd know whut it am be*' ter do," "Dat mout be, Dan, but I's tired o' workin' heah by myse'f. I wants ter go out an' 'joy myse'f er little." "Dar yer goes wid yer 'fanity, Doau yer know dat we'u both workin' tergeder an' dat ebery time de Lawd puts down one mark far me He puts one down fur yerse'f?" "Ain't seed none." t "Dar yer goes er gin. I tell Jjrou dat de Lawd gwine ter rub all dejn marks out ef yer keeps on er blassfe'in' dis way." "When I marid yer I thought dat I wuz gwine ter git some standin' in de church." . "Wall, yer lias. W'y, de elders an' de scribes an' Republicans talks erbout yer at ebery meetin'." "W'y'n't some o' dem folks 'suede yer ter bring me dem ?" "Dar yer goes er gin, I tells yere. I hopes dat de Lawd won't recolleck all dis er gin yer; hopes dat ez sho's yer's born'd I does, but I tell yer wliut's er fack, yer's in a f'ar way ter ruin all dis fine work ef yer keeps on. Wall, honey, dem sinners is er waitin' fur me, an' it's time I wuz gwine, We'll 'rgjgge dis matter putty soon, now." Shortly after Dan had left the house, Liza set out for the bayou, some four miles distant. A drizzling rain was falling, but she paid no attention to it. As she neared the church she heard loud talking and laughter. Turning aside she approached a blacksmith shop and peeped through a crack. There' was Dan, engaged in playing marbles with several of the sinners. "Shoot an' veuclier round'nee," said Dan. "Knock dat middle^man many mo' times an' I'll hafter go home an' strike de ole gal fur some mo' money. Dese niggers wiunin' all dat po' lady's sheep. Er haw, haw!" "Bet Dau ain't erfeered o' his wife," some one remarked. ' •* "Dat I ain't. Neber seed de 'ow*n I's erfeered ter order 'roun'. Got dat lady's p'ints down finer den silk. Venture round'uee." Liza took up an ox-yoke and Btepped into the shop. Jrret as Dan turned to­ ward her, she "hauled off and let him have it." "Hold on heah! Hold on! Liza----" Bip! • "Oh, Lawdy, take dis lady erway!" Bip! When Dan regained consciousness he sat up and looked about him, Liza, grim Nemesis, sat on the anvil block. "De Lawd," said Dan, "dun wiped out all dem " She seized the yoke, aud Dan, plac­ ing one hand on his head and implor­ ingly waving the other one said: "Fa'r creeter, I's your slftbe." "Den come on heah. I's got er grub­ bing hoe at home an' ebery time yer drap it 'cep' when I tells yer I's gwine ter drap you. Come on heah!" "Fa'r creeter, yer slabe is wid yer."-- Opie F. Bead, in Jrkansaw Traveler. both found in»en*n;fi['#ri;>m it< • tlii» ing h$tf$|il to turn it down, * sympathetic comment. "I'm sure you'd ? never blow it out, would you, George?" ! "I couldn't now, dear," he murmured earnestly, "for I see you have been prudent enough not to light delyhia Times. I The Careful George. "Do you know, darling," he said, "I once read of a young couple like we are, just sitting this same way as we are, and the girl complained that the gas hurt her eyes. What did he do but go over and blow it out! And when it was than time for him to go they The Cobra Stene.' / There is a curious story current throughout India to the effect that some cobras, perhaps one in twenty, are in possession of a precious stone which shines iu the dark. This stone, accord­ ing to the natives, the snake is tn the habit of carrying about in its mouth, regarding it as a treasure, and defend­ ing it with its life. At night the cobra deposits the stone in the "grass and watche3 it, as if fascinated, for hours, bnt woe to him who then approaches, for the cobra is never more dangerous than when occupied in this manner. Finding that some of my Ceylon friends credited this superstition, as I then regarded it, writes Prof. H. Hen* soldt, m Harper's Magazine, I de* termined, if possible, to solve the mys- tenr. I offered five rupees to any coolie on the estate, who would bring me one of ̂ these cobra stones, and one evening a Tamil came in hastily, to say that he would show me the snake and its stone if I would follow him. Without delay I went with him to a little waterfall, distant over a mile from ? the house. Close to the water's edge stood an immeuse tamarind tree, and within fifty yards of it the coolie halted, and mysteriously pointed to the root of the tree. There the naja was to be^ .- ?• found, but my guide refused to go an inch farther. As I cauld see nothing W from where I stood, I slowly and cau- S tiously approached the tree, until, at about fifteen yards' distance from it, I stood as if rooted to the spot. A foot from the trunk, I observed in the grass a greenish light, apparently proceeding from a single point. After a time I could see the cobra coiled near the foot of the tree, slowly swaying its head to and fro in front of the shining object. Save that this shining light t was steady and not intermittent, I might at first have thought it due to the female of the well-known firefly, for*the air was swarming with these insects. Unfortunately, Iliad no gun, and my guide, who seemed to feel that he was j responsible for my sa'ety, entreated me ' so earnestly to let the snake alone, that . I acceded. Moreover, he promised to ' • bring me this stone withiu three days, for he said that the cobra, if not mo­ lested, would return to the same spot night after night. The coolie kept his word, for the second morning afterward he brought me the stone. He had climbed the tamarind tree before dark, and after the snake had taken up its position he had emptied a bag of ashes upon the stone. 3 The frightened reptile, after chasing about for a while trying to find its 7 treasure, had gone off. The coolie re­ mained in his safe position until day- : light, when he descended tho tree, dug •• the stone out of the ashes, and here it was in my hand. The cobra stone was a semi-trans­ parent, water-worn pebble of yellowish $ color about the size of a large pea, which in the dark, when previously . warmed, emitted a greenish, phospho­ rescent light. I found it to be ehloro- phane, a rare variety of fldHH^par. The mystery is not diflplfc to plain. Cobras feed on m^eoi*, seem to have a special likiug for fi flies. I have often for hours watch the snake iu the grass catchfitg the tig»- flies, darting about here and there, a * process which reouires considerably"* exertion. Only the male fireflies fly ; about, and a close observer will notice that a constant swarm of the male in­ sects will fly near the females, which sit on the ground and emit the intermit- tent glowing light. The cobra uses stone as a decoy for the fireflies. No doubt the snake mnde the discovery by accident, night after night, perhaps, noticing how the fireflies gathered about the shining pebble. Several snakes gathered, and it would squire no great reasoning powers for the cobra to learn that the position of advantage was that nearest the pebble. Competi­ tion would lead to the snake's f^trinr and carrying off the treasure, and habit has become hereditary. Ladies Smoke at a Pink Dinner. ; • "If women only smoked," cried % ^ 1 well-known New York dinner givsr, "how easily we could arrange it. They J would simply sit still until the end of « the dinner, and that terrible half hour 4 or more of ennui in the drawing-room, ^ minus men, would he obviated." *" 13 "But woman do smoke," is the reply 1 to this lady's proposition. „ Unfortunately they must do their ' * smoking in private. The odor of their f- dainty cigarettes must not be permitted t o r e a c h t h e n o s t r i l s o f f a t h e r s , b r o t h e r s , „ < husbands or sweethearts. - One of the leaders of Ne\^ York society lately gave one of the popular pink dinners, The artistic effect was carried out to the smallest detail, from pink roses to pink table service, pink napkius, pink soup, pink sorbet, pink ices, pink candles and candelabras, etc. When the coffee was reached and had been Berved in delicate pink cups the ladies present made haste to swallow theirs, and then turned more or lesa nervous glances toward the hostess in the expectation of a signal to retire to the drawing-room. But none came. After enjoyiug the situation for a few moments, a gi;mce from my lady at the head of the table brought a waiter into the room, carrying, an exquisite pink tray, covered with a handsomely em­ broidered pink tray oloth, upon which lay a little box in pink enamel, contain­ ing a dozen or so of tiny cigarettes in piuk paper and no tobacco. One was presented to each lady, and a second waiter followed with a lighted pink taper, at which each fair guest in ths most matter of fact and nonchalant way, lighted the tiny cigarette aud began smoking. The gentlemen present, with the perfect self-control so indicative of high breeding, did not draw a muscle, exchange a glance or betray in the slightest manner any surprise at this little innovation. The ladies remained at the table, and the guests returned to the drawing-room in the same order in which they had left it. The color had saved the day! Had the cigarettes been white there is no telling what might not have happened. Now that the ice is broken, who can say that the cigarette, iu colors to match, has not <| future?--Boston Herald. *Why is it that the good are not al» ways happy ?B was the question whieh ft Sunday school teacher in an uptown church put to her class of boys last Sunday. There was a dead silence fot a moment, and then alittlefellow piped out, "Because thevVe Uiinkin'ofthe fun they '»»nthavin,.'>--^39r#nsi^«W his phosphorescent , ^2.̂ •M m §^£r': k->V,!