I. YAH SLYKC, MtimKMhit. . Y^tcHENRY, ILLINOI& lOUtOQCI or a. "wire rKKlOU." or TBB % m BV J. L. DAYHTTDB. •OhJ would I could live «b*rs tbm'i nothing to <to-- KotbinK like working the whole ye*r through! No cooking to manage, no diahea to wash, Wo childi> n to bee to, an«l all that bosh. "No eweepiup. no dusting, no making of beda, Ho mending of garments all worn into .shreds; No darning old stockings, no knitting of new, finch work ia juet Horrid, the catalogue through, "I would banish all washing and ironing days, "Their suds-ret king air and their steam-chilling haze, "With scrubbing ami churning and baking of bread, -I'd have nothing to do--I would rather be dead. •"It can't l>e my dfuty. I'm sure it is not, -Contentment to feel with so hateful a lot; With face that is comely and hands that are white, To shine in society--that is my right. ^"Instead of this drudging my time should be free. -Just to 'dress'and'go out,'to be seen and to see: To play the piano, late novels to read. Ah I that is the life for a lady to lead. "Poor fool that I was when I married for love, -Xtlzing husband and borne other pleasures above; I know that wealth must accompany these If a lady who marriea, would live at her ease. "Next time when I marry--it may come some day When this dear, good old litfsband gets out of the way,-- I must know there ia- money enough and to spore j "To save me this horrible houaeke$pnig care.* --Yankee Blade. ' HARVEY'S HAUL 4s Adyenture in New Mexico. 2V • BIW.L FKKXCEL The snow came down In ""eddying, . "whirling gusts and when the myriads of falling flakes reached the ground the angry, turbulent wind would not per- < Amt them to be still and rest after their long journey, but, catching them rudely up, would whirl and toss them about till caught by some rock or tree, they would lodge and join the millions of flakes about them in piling up great white drifts. It was early in the season for so se vere a storm as it was not yet the mid dle of November, and yet this storm was destined to be one of the severest that ever visited the mountains of Northeast New Mexico. Through the ever-increasing drifts there bravely struggled forward a young man in what had proved thus far to be A vain endeavor to find a place of shel ter from the coming darkness and the •shilling storm. fie, together with three other young men, had come down to New Mexico from their home, in Northern Colorado, on % hunting excursion. Their stay was to be limited to a couple of weeks. Harvey Morris is the name of the young man whom we see forcing his . way so manfully through the snow. He is a hard-working young book- ; keeper in his native town, and now for j the first time had felt himself financially I able to stop work long enough to take a j 3 few days' recreation in a period of three ^etra . Perhaps the main reason for his striv ing to lay up money was his desire to ; save a sufficient sum to enable him to wed the maiden of his choice. Three of them had shouldered their guns and, leaving the fourth in charge -of the camp, set out in search of game. « "A. couple of hours after they left ' camp, Morris became separated from •••1MS companions. This did not trouble him in the least, for he was a very self- reliant young man, and felt fully able to take care of himself under any ordi- • nary circumstance's. He believed that -knew in what direction the camp \Sy anl thai he cotild return to it when ever he chose, but events showed that ia this he was much mistaken. Dark, grayish-hued clouds came pil ing up, and, before Morris had given . them any particular heed, white flakes ^ of snow had begun to fall. Faster and • faster they kept coming, and fiercer and fiercer blew the biting wind, till Morris realized that he was exposed to the full -fury of a mountain blizzard. Confident in his ability to return to •camp at pleasure, ho set out in what he believed to be the right direction and and movements within, and then every thing was still and a graft voice called out, "Who's thar?" « » "A stranger lost in the storm, who begs vou to give him shelter," replied Morris, Again there was a murmur of voices from within, and the same voice called out, "Come in." Lifting the rude wooden hatch of the door, Harvey entered the cabin. His eyes were so blinded by the light that he did not see the rongh-looking in mates of the «abin hurriedly return the weapons in their hands to their belts when they saw that he was alone. They at once crowded around him in a frietidly manner. One took his gun and set it in a corner, another placed a bench for him before the fire, while the third heaped fuel on the already bricht blaze, but in spite aft their apparent friendliness Harvey could see that thore was a lurking suspicion behind it all. Food was set/before him after he had become lyarmejd, and after his long, fa* tiguing tramp, he ate heartily After the meal. they euga^ed in con versation, and Harvey explained to them what he was doing in that part of the country, and they on their part told him they were prospecting for silver. There were two rooms to the cabin, and the man who acted as leader among the three men told Harvey that he could oocupv the smaller one alone, where he would find plenty of blankets to keep him warm and that they would sleep before the fire. To this he readily as sented, and soon after retired to the room pointed ont to him by one of the men. But his mind was filled with a strange foreboding of evil. He was satisfied that these men were not what thev pretended to be, and, much as he disliked to play the spy, he deter mined to do so on this occasion, and, if possible overhear some of their conver sation. He knew that if these men had any thing of importance to consult about they would make sure that he was asleep before beginning to do so. Accordingly he partially disrobed and retired, holdiug his trusty revolver un der the blankets. Nearly an hour passed, and he had commenced to believe that his fears were groundless, when the door be tween the two rooms was pushed gently open and one of the men entered the r om. Morris watched him closely while pretending to be asleep, and the man, after satisfying himself that their visitor was really sleeping, returned to the outer room. . Slipping from his bunk, Harvey approached the rude door and leaned his ear against* one of the cracks in it and listened. The first words that reached his ears were these: "He's sleepin' like a log, boys; we've nothin' to fear from him." "Glad of it; now we can talk." ""What d'you think of him, Hank?" said another voice. "Think of him? Why, 1 think he's an infernal detective. The big reward offered by the Express Company for the fellers that robbed that car up at Salt Creek has led the cops to look every place for us and in every kind of dis guise. He may be just who he says he is, and he may have stumbled on our camp by accident, but I don't be lieve it." "Neither do I," said a third voice. "Even if he isn't an officer it would pay to put him out of the way for the watch he carries." "That it would," replied Hank. "And then, if he isn't a detective he'll blow about *eein' our gang here and we'll have all the cops in the Territory after us." "Yes, he must be done up! Fifty thousand dollars is too big a stake to run any chances of losin' to say nothin' about our necks," said one of the men. "Well, it is a settled fact that he shall die. Now, who ia to do the job?" asked Hank. "Draw cuts," replied the leader. Three small sticks were quickly pre pared of different lengths. The one who drew the shortest stick was to do the work, and the lot fell on Hank, who assumed the responsibility without a murmur. "Well, IH fix him about midnight. He'll be sleepin' soundest then", and a knife thrust will settle the business," said Hank, brutally. Morris shivered as he heard the words. It was only a little after ten o'clock, so he had nearlv two hours in which to prepare for their attack or make his escape if possible. But even if he did | curely bound him. Then he searched ! both men carefclly, and deprived them of all weapons. Next he turned his at tention to the outlaw chief and dragged his body into the other room and laid it on the bunk he had occupied the early part of the evening, and then re turned to the outer room and seated himself before the fire. Hank soon returned to conscious ness and he and his comrade took turns in cursing their ill luck from then till daylight; When day had fairly dawned Harvey went outside the cabin to view the heavens. They were still ovcrcast with heavy laden clouds and the storm was raging just as fiercely as at dark the previous night. He saw that there was no hope of his leaving the cabin that day, nor poriiaps far several days to come. So he re-entered the cabin, pre pared to make tho best of the situation. There was plenty of food and fuel about the place, so he had nothing to fear on that score. After breakfast he set himself to searching for the stolen money which he was satisfied was concealed some where about the cabin. He found a place in the floor where one of the rongh boards had recently been pried up. This he at once proceeded to raise, and looking beneath, found the entire amount taken from the express car. He was quite jubilant over this, for he now would receive the entire reward offered for the capture of the men and the return or the money. The day wore away and still the storm raged with unabated fury. Night came and passed slowly away. When morning dawned there was not a cloud to be seen anywhere in the s&y. Harvey recognized a mountain peak at the eastern base of which their camp had been placed, and he determined to go to it after breakfast. As he was about to set ont he heard the sound of voices without. Seizing his rifle he stepped to the door and looked out. He was overjoyed to see that it was two of his friends and a party of cow-boys in search of him. He called them in and his story was soon told. In due time the robbers and the re covered treasure were turned over to the proper authorities and Harvey received the reward and married tlie maiden of his choice. Not Disturbed. Artist and audience do not always agree as to the interest of a musical performance, but a popular singer sel dom receives a more startlipg hint as to the estimation in which his efforts may be held, than thai unintentionally given by Mr. Nassau Senior to Thomas Moore. Mrs. Boss writes in Murray's Maga zine: Once when my mother was at Bowood with the Seniors and a large party, Tommy Moore, who lived near and was a frequent visitor, was prevailed upon to sing. All prepared to listen to the charming performance save Mr. Senior, who sat down at a small writing table and began to write with a quill pen on Lord Lansdowhe'a very ribbed paper. He was compiling a paper on statis tics or something of the sort. Moore began, but his singing: "was rendered impossible by the persistent scratch, scratch, and he turned around to see who cau>ed the odious noise. Mr. Senior looked up and said innocently: " Oh, you don't disturb me, I assure you; pray go on, I rather like it." This caused a burst of laughter which was absolutely puzzling to the uncon scious statistician. pushed steadily forward. After tramp-' ieav« the cabin an almost certain death ing for what seemed a sufficient time awaited him outride in the storm. He to reach camp, he commenced to be come alarmed over the prospect before Jiim if he had really lost his way. Garfield's Respect for Hancock. ' General Garfield fame into my stadtb upon my invitation one morning, wear ing a soit hat and smoking au enor mous cigar. He tossed the hat on a chair, and placing the cigar oil the man tel said he was ready to begin opera tions. He was a very easy subject to photograph. He spent some minutes in examining the pictures on the walls, until finally he came to a portrait of General Hancock, that I had just fin ished. I should have said before that Garfield had not yet been elected President; in fact, at the time I men tion, the nomination had not been made i more than one week. He liked the picture of Hancock, and turniug to me in a familiar way, said that he should be plnastxl to have one for his own study table, for he admired the man in many ways. I placed one of Hancock's pictures in the package of photographs that I sent to Mentor, and during the campaign the two pictures stood side by side on the mantelpiece in Garfield's home. Such was the tribute that a manly man paid to his opponent.--A. Bogardas, in Ladies' Home Journal. knew from their conversation that they were the men who had recently com- _ mitted a $50,000 express robbery, and Still he kept on, vainlv trving to see i for w"om there were rewards aggrega- •aome object through" the blinding, i tin8 over $10,000 offered. whirling snow that looked familiar, i He l°°ked and felt carefully around All landmarks look much the same j ^le room atl(l found that the only means when covered with snow, even to the i egress was the one door leading out -eye of one familiar with the surface of '• *nto t'ie room where his enemies sat. the country, and how little hope there ' soon Ctime to the determination not 'was for him recognizing anything with I ou'.v t° for his life, but to exterm- "which he had become acquainted in his iQa,e or capture all of the outlaws or brief stay can be readily understood. ' perish in the attempt. Another hour passed and still no' There was a heavy wooden stool in '•trace of camp, and he was compelled ' the room» a blow from which would fell • that ^ m'f?ht be sold as a great rarity, to admit to himself that he was lost, ; an ox- He decided to strike down his the law ag^st obtaining money on - and to be lost in a storm, in a Wild! ! wo"ld-be assassin with the stool and.! pretenses is applicable to that sort thinly-populated country, means vastlv i Use revolver to overcome the other j swindling, and very little of it goes more than it does in a thickly inhabited two- on ftt T,r<,SAnt- " He peeped through a crack in the door into the outer room. Two of the outlaws lay wrapped in blankets before the fire, while the man selected as his Foreign Postage Stamp*. "Are not postage stamps forged to • great extent?" "There is not much of that sort of business done in this country now. A few years ago there was a big dealer in New York who prosecuted a fraudulent trade on :v large scale. He advertised enormously, and sold millions of forged stamps, even going so far on one occa sion as to invent a certain stamp in order one. His heart sank within" him at the .-prospect. Alreiady he was weary with the efforts lie had made, but he knew that he must 5press forward till he found a shelter of ; executioner sat before the fire smoking 'some kind or all was lost, for he could ' an old clay pipe. never hope to weather a night of ex- f An hour of horrible suspense j poeure in that storm. to Morris passed Once or A cave in the rocks or a sheep- twice he almost determined to herder's hut would indeed now be a ^ally out and begin the attack, but he "very welcome sight to him. So on and 'on he pressed, stumbling over the rough ground where the wind had •swept it bare of snow, or staggering entrained himself and waited. He saw Hank draw off his heavy boots and then arise to his feet and, drawing a knife from his belt, move through the heavy drifts of snow that ! lightly toward the door between the 'blocked the way. It seemed to him that many, many >pltours had passed since the storm began. 'l>ttt by taking out his watch--a heavy gold one, formerly the property of his lather--he found that it was not yet 'four o'clock. Less than two hours moreaud darkness would fall, and then his last faint hope < f liiiding a refuge • from the storm would be gone. Shutting his lips firmly together he pressed forward. ou at present. "It is scarcely possible to deceive a collector of experience with a forged stamp. The first thing he examines is the engraving. If that bears scrutiny, he inspects the paper, then he looks at the post cancellation and finally at the gum on the back. If no fault is found with any of these particulars the stamp is surely good. The question as to whether the paper is wove or laid and how watermarked, is incidentally ob served in connection with the record as to date of issue."--Washington Star. Her Lll'o of Sacrifice. Young Mr. Highflyer has juit told young Mrs. Highflyer that he could not Morris drew back behind the door I possibly afford just then to buy the new. with the heavy stool grasped firmly in ' his right ha id and poised aloft; in his left lie held a ready revolver. Gently the door was pushed open and Hank stepped lightly into the room. The next second Harvey brought the stool down with all his strength on the unprotected head of his enemy, who fell in an unconscious heap to the floor. His fall aroused the two men lying before Darkness came quickly on, and at ' Oie fire, and they sprang to their feet length her veil dropped o'er the earth, j with their weapons in their hands. »nd in despair Harvey was about to With a bound Harvev was in the cast himself down on the ground, in the room. Crack! rang his "revolver and ~ °L\ JarRe rook' v,heu his eJe3 , the outlaw leader dropped dead to the * ^ j. ^lmmer what appeared floor. His comrade, observing his • to him to be a far-off light. leader's fate, let fall his weapons to the 'f'.lew. - th® sight, he j, floor and held up his hands in token of Hastened on, and ui less than twenty j surrender. yards he came upon a rude cabin stand ing at the ba*e of a tall mountain peak --•lid nearly hidden by bushy pine trees. •Through the single small window of the «abin the light shone that had attracted Harvey s attentiou. Staggering to the ^ I fllpor he rapped loudly upon it. Morris compelled him to lie face down upon the floor. Then he bound his hands and feet securely with some cords which chanced to be lying before the fire. Next he went into the inner room and, seizing hold of the unconscious Hank, ,m« | * » * 4 OCuilUg UVAU VA iiUC UUvUUBLiUUS n 11 4. here waea confused sound of voices dragged him out before the tire and * H A -nacFUt. W I T H A RIFLE. wt«t ***** th* Old Mu to fcln* ku Consent. Minpie Sackmeyer, only daughrer of old Hudspeth Sackmeyer, was said by every cine to be the handsomest girl in Moffet County. The old man, though he loved a 10 cent piece with painful ardor, sent Minnie to a boording-school where she received a liberal education. Shortly after returning home, she be came acquainted with Harvey Watson, a young lawyer. This acquaintance, so pleasantly begun, skipped, friendship and bounded into love. They became engaged. Watson had no idea that the old man would oppose him. but he soon learned that he had lightly estimated the old fellow's character. "Mr. Sackmeyer," siad the young lawyer, meeting the old man in the field, "I suppose you have noticed the attachment which has sprung up be tween your daughter and myself." "What!" exclaimed the old man, throwing down his hoe and staring at the lawyer. "No, sir, f haven't noticed any such a blamed thing, and S. don't want to notice it nuther, let me tell you." j he w« *«oentJy; Prince George, writes ! to the Queen as well as to the Prince | and Princess of Wales from every port I at which he touches. Her Majesty is very tenacious of the rule that she shall I hear at least once a week from mem bers of her family absent 4$U#ther land%> ftv - - - ft* fdr The Parti mg, the last time, " she whis-"it i» pered. Dumbly eyes told eyes this was the truth. Always inevitable, it had come at last. After to-night there was to be no future in common. As yet neither has said the word that each is think ing of. "Good-bye!" A little word to hold so much of pain. "To forget!" A short sentence to illustrate the impos sible. "Not yet!" A prayer for re prieve. „ "The end!" A futureless hour which embraces Past and Present. "The rose is dead," says he, as a show er of petals fell at his feet. Mechan ically removing the broken stem from j his button-hole, he added--"and--the word is said." "It has been a most sweet chapter "Why, my dear sir, I did not think in our lives," said she, with downcast ' eyes. "I would not have missed it." replied he^--"though we may never add-- $20,000 house on the corner, upon which young Mrs. Highflyer had fixed her whim; and young Mrs. Highflyer was consequently" in tears. "I thin-liink you're real mean)" she sobbed. "Yes, you think that; but you never think of the sacrifices I am making every day since our marriage to keep up the pace which you are setting." "Sacrifices? And who's made more sacrifices since our marriage than I have, I'd like to know?" she asked the brute. "This house, which we don't need, is the first thing I've ever refused you, and you've had everything else you wanted. 1 fail to see your sacrifices." "But I don't! Why--* "Well, why what?" "Why, I haven't been engaged single time since we've been married!' "I 'LL hang my clothes on a hickory limb," said th$ man with a wooden leg as he put on his trouaeirs.--Waah inQ tin Pout. r-i-'iz that you would objeet to our mar riage.". "I don't object to yourn, but I don't 'low that you shall many my daughter. I didn't spend so much money on her edycation to have her fling herself away." "You don't know what you arc talking about," replied W atson. "I stand high at the bar, even if I do say so myself. I have an income more than sufficient for the support of a wife." "Oh, you ken blow your own ho'n, I ken see that, but I don't kere how much money you ken make, it don't take away the fact that you air a lawyer. My daughter shan't never marry a lawyer, let me tell you." "What have you against lawyers?" "The back o' my hand, that's what." "What is your reason ?" "Reason enough. A confounded law yer tuck a case agin me some time ago an' beat me outen the best steer I ever seen." "I have nothing to do with that, Mr. Sackmeyer. You cannot condemn all lawyers for a wrong which you fancy--" "Fancy thunderaticn. Don't I know when a man does me a mean trick ? Don't I know when he works agin me ?" "So you declare that I shall not marry your daughter." "Wus than that. I swar it." "Suppose we marry anyway." "If you do it won't be good fur you. W'y I'd follow vou to the end o' the world to git a Bliot at you, an' I'm awful with a rifle, the neighbors say." Watson turned away. He loved tfce girl, but he did no£ want the old man to get a shot at him. He doubted not that the girl would run away with him, but he could not afford to leave a busi ness, which,' to build up,- had required years of hard work. He went to the house. Minnie, with anxious face and an ill-at-ease manned, met him at the door. "What did he say, Harvey?" "Said that we could not marry." "Oh, how hateful; but precious, can we not run aiwav?" "Yes, we could run away, but--" "But what?" "Well, you see I hinted something of the kind, and he said that if we did he would follow me to the end of the world to get a shot at me." "Oh, how hateful." "Do you suppose that he would do it?" ; "Yes, precious, he would shoot the top of your head oft . He's awful hate ful with a rifle. "I think," saw l&e la?^yer after a few moments of perpleited meditation, "that we'd l>etter worry along with him awhile. "Perhaps we may gain his con sent." . "Yes," that will be the best. Remem ber that I would run off with you in a minute if he wasn't so awful hateful with a rifle." Several weeks afterward*, Watson won a large railroad «a*e. The report that he had received a lee of $5»000 was circulated throughout the country. Hoping that Sackmeyer had heard of the decision and that it might influence him, Watson hurried to the farm. He found Minnie in a state of happy ex- pectaucv. She knew that her father could not longer oppose the marriage., Watson Went out into the field where the old man was at work. "How do you do, Mr. Sackmeyer?" "Middling how is it with yourself?" "First rate. I suppose you heard of my recent success?" "Yas." "Do you still objeet to our marriage?" "Yas. Don't ker if you wuster gain hundred cases, you shouldn't have her." Angered beyond expression, disgusted and humiliated, Watson went to the house. Minnie met him at the gate. "What did pa say*/" "Said no, confound him." "Oh. how hateful. Did he shy any thing about shooting?" No, but I believe that he would." Oh, yes, he would, and lie's awful hateful with a rifle. What shall we do?" Worry along with him; If it wasn't for that rifle, Minnie, I--" Oh, yes, the rifle; and he's so hate ful with it, too." ; ' A month passed. One day while the lawyer was riding along the road, he came upon old man Sackmeyer. The olcl man wore a look of despair. His team bad stalled. The old fellow swore. He raved. Watson dismounted, took the lead horse by the bridle and led the team out of the quagmire. The old man was delighted. Watson," said he, "nobody but the man who has been thar knows what it is to have a team stallded. Take the gal. Take her fur you have won her. You air a able man. Talk about bein' a lawyer." Minnie's face beamed with happiuess when Watson conveyed to her the joy ous intelligence. "I am so glad," she sqid, "that we won't have to run away, for pa is awful hateful with a rifle."--Arkauaaw Traveller. Queen Victor la (4fce« Letters/ It may not be generally known that when members of the royal family live abroad they write regular weekly letters to her Majesty. When the Prince of Wales was in India he every week wrote the Queen a long account of his experiences. The book which the Duke and 'Duchess of Counaugh are about to publish, upon their residence in the Indian Empire, will in a large measure be made up from their letteis to her Majesty. Long as the Empress Frederick, princess royal, has been liv ing in Germany, she has never let a week paBS without writing an interest ing letter to her mother, To be continued." And A tear stole softly over her cheek Each had lingered, loth to turn the last torn leaf. Soon nothing would be left of what had been all. Alas! That the books of men's lives should be Writ ten in the sand, and that the tides of the years leave not even a trace. A strange emptiness fills the night. Other nights shall come ghost-haunted. Ghosts of inscrutable glances--of sweet replies to old immortal questionings. She stands beside him, her lips quiv ering with agony suffered for his sake. His eyes are filled with pitying tears for two broken lives--their own. Alas! for the nights brimming with happy silences under the stars. The shaded lamp is burning out. The hour has come. Words are poor things. "Did I bring my cane?" And his trembling hand reaches into a shadowy corner. "Yes; here it is," replied she. "Goodnight." "Good night." Each knows that it is a good-bye. A caress. A sigh. A sob. The door closes. His rapid footsteps are speedily lost to her listening ear. Yes, it is over. The darkness swallows him from sight. A murky flash. He is lighting his cigarette. And she ? She slowly rearranges her ruffled bangs as she murmurs, with a yfewn: "I wonder what time he'll come up' to-morrow night!" They have bid each other an eternal farewell before.--Life. i r„ the Queen's children, and, indeed, the practice is also observed by some of her grandchildren. The Duke of Clarence and Avondale wrote from India, where jrr.v. * Sport or ^av»gery. A German steamship carried into New York the other day seven wild boars with their families. They are consigned to the New Hampshire forest of a wealthy railroad magnate of New York. Austin Corbin's forest contains 21,000 acres; wood, lakes and streams. The proprietor has had such sport hitherto as hunting buffalo, elk, deer, moose and caribou afforded: but this was not lively enough for his ardent spirits. So he imported the families of wild boars at the suggestion, it is said, of a friend who had seen them in the forests of Germany tearing men to pieces with their tusks. They are supposed to be the first of their kind brought to this country. The wild boar is So ferocious that hu- mau life stands small chance against its assault if it approach near enough to secure hold for its tusks, and legends of all countries in which it was native abound in tales of its fury and its rav ages. When England had become well rid of the species royal huntsmen grew despondent; they had no other animal of like resistance to pursue, and heavy penalties were laid upon the unauthor ized person who killed one. One stat ute ordered the putting out of an eye as the fine for slaying this pet of privi leged daring. When keepers of forest domain were so fortunate as to possess a few of the breed it was not accounted a crime, or scarcely a misfortune, if they frequently ate up a few of the rus tics who happened to prowl into their fastnesses. Whether the importation of wild boars into a country to which they are alien will be looked upon as legitimate for even sporting purposes remains to be determined. In older times they were hunted for extirpation. In ours they are imported for propagation. To create these vile and savage beasts merely for the pleasure of killing them and running the risk of having others killed by them does not look so much like .sport as like savagery. If Austin Corbin should lose one of the boars through the carlessness of a keeper, and it should prowl in a New Hamp shire village, iis appetite and instincts will cost him dearer than the mangled bodies and crunched bones of his maj esty's churls used to cost his majesty. Origin of Queer Western Namet. In a Western mountain region, where few of the world's really civilized have yet set foot, there is a small backwoods settlement called Mountain Dew, per haps so named because of the quantity of the dew that is disposed of there. One of the "places," as the saloons are called, is owced by Whispering Bill. Across the street Stuttering Jim has a place. "Why is it," a&keda stranger one day, "that these men have such queer names ?" " Mebbe it's'cause Bill whispers and Jim ftutters, stranger," suggested one of the natives. "But they are not troubled that way that I've noticed," continued the stranger, anxious for an explanation. "Wall, if ye must know," said an old- timer, "I'll tell ye. W'en Mountain Dew wer fust sta'ted er feller wot could on'y whisper wer fust liyar an' op'n'd er serloon. He put up er sign sayin' that Whisperin' Bill had kem ter town. In less'n ec week ev'ry man in town wqr a- tradin' et Whisperin' Bill's outer sym pathy like. Jim Lacy, 'crost th' street, didn't hev no ailin,, so he made over his place to his boy Jim, who stuttered like all out-doors. Thet's how it started, stranger, an' ef it wa'n't fer th' big- lieavtedness of th' community th' names wouldn't last er minit Jim's boy died an' Jim moved erway, an' Whisperin' Bill got shot by er man what didn't get th' stand-off he wanted. But ef Stut- terin' Jim tuk his sign down all th' bizness'd go ter Whisperin' Bill's in sympathy like."--Nashville American. " BY GEOKGE," said the weary, Ml, patience-tried passenger on a local train, So with all to the conductor, "1 guess you men who run this train deserve a great deal of credit." "What for?" "fror keeping it from going backward."-- Washington Post. , - In the I)w»j> Sea. Animal life is Ottitttttely dependent upon the vegetable kingdom, and that kingdom in turn is dependent upon the light of the sun. Miles below the ocean surface the sun catinot penetrate, or at all events, vegetation with all its Jpowers of bottling up the solar rays, can not there, so far as at present known, maintain" an existence. The water at very great depths is in most parts of the world near the freeziug point. Further, the pressure upon every square inch of the surface of a body under three miles of sea water, instead of being about 15 pounds, as in atmospheric air, is three tons, or in other words, 6,720 pounds. It was not, perhaps, irrational to suppose that a sponge or a delicate fish would be crushed into nothingness if each square inch of its surface were - subjected to such a weight as a score of the strong est coal-heavers in the world would stagger under. It rather humbles one's pride in the prowess of human reason to nee how sometimes its apparently most cogent a"d most readily accepted arguments suddenly lose all their force when unexpectedly confronted with facts. The skilled ornithologist, aft^r point ing out that the owl in the barber's shop was so biidly stuffed that it could not be taken to represent either an owl or any other possible member of the bird creation, might well be discon certed when the impossibility stepped down from its perch and proved to be not a stuffed owl, but a live one. Even lawyers, aud law-givers, theologians and political economists have occa sionally made mistakes, and the vota ries of natural-science are also human. Now that we know that animal life can be and is supported under enormous pressure in the cold, dark depths, where even kelp and sea-moss take no foothold, reason is equal to the task of explaining how the- difficulties of the position may be encountered. Though plauts can not grow without sunlight, yet when their life in the upper region of the sea is o^er they may sink, as diatoms undoubtedly do, through all depths to the bottom. Even if the deepest living animals had no access to vegetation, they might derive the bene fit through a chain of consumers, end ing witli themselves, but beginning with vegetable feeders. Many of the dwellers in the deep sea have no eyes, and are, therefore, com paratively unaffected by the absence of light; for others that have eyes the gloom is relieved by the luminous or gans which they or their neighbors pos sess. The temperatare, we may be assured, is well suited to the perma nent inhabitants of each region, so that those surrounded by water nearly at the freezing point would not thank us for warming it for them, any more than the Esquimau is pleased when a rise of temperature sets everything adrift in his paviilion of ice. The press ure, too, however stupendous to our imagination, is evidently borne without concern by creatures which are them selves permeated by fluids of the same density as the surroundiug medium. Though also to our taste the chemistry of sea-water is unpalatable, we know that most marine animals can not live without it, and while terrestrial life is limitod in its distribution, and often put to sore straits by the scanty supply of fresh water, to the denizens of the sea the resources for the quenching of thirst are always at hand, never-failing and practically infinite. , JBer First {Jailer. Some years ago Amelia Simpson, a maiden lady of mature years, moved into a New England village to take pos session of a small property that had been left her by a deceased uncle. Miss Simpson was a city spinster, and it happened that while moving into her new home she had made some derisive remarks about the village, whicli re marks reached the ears of the villagers. It was before the days of boycotting, but the spirit of that method existed, and so unanimous were the feelings ex cited against the newcomer that not a soul in the village called upon her. The lady herself was unconscious that she had offended, and made sev eral advances in the direction of form ing an acquaintance with her neighbors, but was met with a cool non-recognition every time. , Then she withdrew herself from any communication with the people, bought all her supplies at a neighboring town, and lived alone with a female servant for a score of years. At the end of that time she was taken very ill. A doctor was summoned from a distance by her faithful attendant, and he soon knew that all remedies *vere useless, and it only remained for him to tell poor Miss Simpson that her earthly pilgrimage was nearly over. This he did in his own way. He was a doctor of the old school and he approached the subject courteouslv. "Madam," he said, in a grave, delib erate voice, "I have done all that I pos sibly can do in your case to insure re turn to health, "but without avail. It only remains for me to inform you that death has called." Poor Miss Simpson raised herself on her pillow with a smile of satisfaction. "Show him up," she said with shining eves. "I have lived in this inhospitable place for twenty years and he is the first caller I ever had." And she sank back with a peaceful look on her composed features.--De troit Free Press. Her Opinion of Tom Thumb. A Sunday school teacher asked the children to tell her when she next met them in the class room who was the greatest man who ever lived. A little girl of 8 summers submitted the ques tion to her parents when she went home. The mother suggested St. Paul, but the father differed and named some other Biblical character. The discus sion finally became spirited between the parents, and when the child thought they had gone far enough she claimed Tom Thumb was the greatest man. "Tom Thumb!" exclaimed the mother, curiously. " Why, how can you say that?" "Well, mamma," replied the preco cious child, " the Bible says that the least on earth shall be the greatest in the kingdom of heaven." Poor Lo and His Despair. I heard a United States Marshal tell a good story the other day. He had been ordered to go aft&r an Indian who was selling whisky to his dusky friends. After he captured the war rior he gave him a long lecture on the depravity of his conduct. After listen ing stolidly the half-breed said: "Ain't dere no way 1 can get helped outer this?" "No one can help you now but God," his captor answered. The prisoner shook his head sadly, in a hopeless manner, as he muttered: "Well--God, he good deal like Uncle Sam--no one ever se? him."-- New York Truth. MTQflPS OF WISDOM.' [From the Bam'a Horn.J "WHATEVEB stifles liberality chokes re ligion. Woim* is a good friend to the grave- digger. * AN uncertain gnide-boardi is a danger ous thing. LOVR speaks the mother tongue of everybody. TRAINS for heaven never have any baggage cars. THE man who travels down *"11.» rapid progress. « SIN never travels alone. They tab their families. THE one who is willing to be kind can always be busy. IF promises were oak trees every man could have a ship of his own. No MAN can injure himself morally without injuring other people. THE devil has trouble in introducing himself to people who are busy. THE wav to do a great deal of work is to be continuallv doing a little. IF nobody ever got mad there would never be au intentional murder. A GOOD man just over the linei til; good a friend as the devil wants. •" THE devil never asks a man to go very far away from home the first time. WE would all have a good deal more joy in our religion if we would do more believing. You can get rich sooner by going to the Bible than yoti can bv goiug to a goldmine. * WHAT a blessed condition of life it it when even our troubles may be made de means of joy. THE devil don't care two straws for your profession. All he is afraid of if!t your practice. THE devil's roadi are all «well grav-. elled wherever they come in sight of.. God's country. ; IF the "road toward the pit didn't be*' gin in respectability, nobody wouldi * ever walk in it. IF we were made not so imperfect ourselves, we would have abetter opin« ion of other people. ' , You can't square accounts with God as long as you owe your brother any thing. Matt. 5:23-24. IF the people who come the nearest] to you do not know that you are >. Christian, whose fault ia it? . > THE man who is always talking about charity beginning at home, does a good ; deal of work for the devil for nothing. You must say good-bye to the devil; for good, before you can make a single^ day's journey in the straight and narnnf road. ' THERE is no place of safety anywher# upon this earth to' the man who delib erately turns his back upon the mercy of God. THE best help we can give to those who are trying to get to Heaven, is to keep squarely in the middle of the road ourselves. No MAN can break one of the com mandments and stop there. If he breaks one he will have to go ahead and break them all, in spirit. The Use of Water and Salt. Salt is ad absolute essential to the diet of man. It promotes health in various ways. Many of the functions of the body go on better under its in fluence, and without it the blood be comes impoverished. While a complete deprivation of salt would produce dis? . astrous results, an excessive use of % ' would scarcely "be less harmful. large doses it acts as an emetic; in quantities beyond the requirements of health it irritates the stomach and intes tines and sometimes purges. Thos* who use salt unusually freely almosjj.^ always suffer more or less from oonstir; pation. To drink large quantities of water daily should be the rule with those who suffer from constipation. Each day tho system needs at least two quarts of water, as about that quantity is used up or thrown out of it every twenty-four hours. Fruits and vegetable foods con tain much water, and iu tea, coffee, soups, &c., considerable is taken habi tually. In all wa\ s, as Btated, about two quarts of water should enter the stomach daily. It is a good plan to drink one or two glasses of water from half an hour to an hour before eating,, breakfast. And it may be either hot or cold as preferred. Whichever is used, the water should be slowly sipped. _ To deluge the stomach with, cold water would be to invite dyspeptic troubles.-- Boston Herald. Anecdote of Archduke Maximilian. The Archduke Maximilian, who was shot in Mexico about the close of our civil war, was famous as a singer and player on the guitar. While travel ing on foot through the country he would occasionally stop along the road and sing or play a charming air.- Once he entered a tavern and played with such skill and taste that the tav- ernkecper, not knowing who he was, passed around his hat, and collecting a fair sum offered it to the Archduke. Seeing the honesty of the motive, he took the coins and put them in his pocket, thanking them for their appre ciation and kindness. At that moment the village 'squire, who knew Maxi milian, happenened to enter. Seeing the orowd around him, and not know ing the cause, he called out: "Stand back, you clowns! Don't you know it's the Archduke Maximilian, your prince ?" The tavernkeeper fell on his knees in his fright and thinking his money gen erosity was the crowning infamy of which he had been guilty he asked that it be given back. "Not a bit of it," said Maximilian heartily. "It's the first money that has been honestly earned by any of our family for a thousand years and I'm going to keep it as an heirloom." Let the Cobbler Stick to His lMt Two convicts had just been dis charged from Sing Sing. "What were you put in for?" asked the first. "Making counterfeit notes," answered the second.. "What are you going to do now?" "Become a dealer in autographs. What were you put in for?" "Extorting money under false pre tences." if And what are you going to do now** J"Become a private detective."--Puck, The Deacon's Narrow Escape. Madam Higlimind--I did not knotf you attended ballet performances. Deacon Yeragood--I--come to hear the music, madam. Madam Highmind--Bnt yon have brought your opera glasses. Deacon Yeragood -- Um--er--yes, madam. That is to make the fairy land scenes more realistic. I look at them through the large end."--Good Netcs. V Wt