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:P\ - r*&\ X". ' " ' .' 1 " *»1 «, v W?4 J. HUt 8LYI(£fEdHor «nd Publlshtr. ILLINOIS. A NIGHTIN THE SCHOOL ROOM. <wm »'<• <* :'|SS ' ST MA|yJAR)5T JR. R4.N08'ndL ©naught In the school rpo*#-» Ttoo books on the shelves,v; DetODillM to hold ; ?; A. convention themselvesW' . Down oarue a fierce Gi*mix*r' , And rapped on the floor, a , ' Azul ef spoilers and lexicon! IJp leaped a score. * - v - - ' Then an Atlas demanded V. Wb»t meant such,.arow,^A>-A„:j And a French Header •Miswflipfc-;' ' , First, making n bow, "It in time wo should know: • What the young people think Xbstr school books are lor. When they t»lot ua<with iak. •And tear out our titles. And looaon our loaves, •? Or pile us in heaps like Disorderly siieuvt-*. - W# are worih hotter ti The Reader nverrod. And I," he said firmly, liosolve to be heard.' Then eight ranks of tfares J ' y • Came marching alofag, V-j."1" ^ The tide'of their plant .* "?<v Swelling out like a aong. T*m±3nB0 »xb hated and scorned,"*.J? ' * s % iMi.m €»-n.j . JAii.iA *V Ci VC. , •» 4 . •!.!' *'Tis a wonder,'" chimed ten#V;' j.*-\ > "That we're even aBva.". ' M ni A History nost Arose, solemn and graad. With the air of n conqueror Vlewuigjthe land "I confeov' <-w<l the tome, "ID a curiara i:r.*iiiciuyi ; Ffoin troubles like yours I am always exempt. "If you interest tho young," ' The big volnnie went'on, "They will haste to your tasks, And ooligiiigly con Whatever you wish; But a history, no doubt, Is different from figures That pat a child oat.* What might have been done - Bad not morning appeared I cannot conceive Of the strange and the weird.. When 0 o'clock came. / With the children !hem selves. The books were all safe In the r nooks on the shelve*. ier'8 Yoan.' People. TOE SCHOOLTEACHER. didn't know ntfoiifh to jump rabbit." "Ye know more about lumpin' a claim, I reckon/' grumbled the laud* lord, scowling upon bis customer. 4'There, there," interposed Rube. ••We won't have no hard words here in this 'ere meeting" as he found that the father of Little Lu was about to expostulate forcibly with the defamer of his character. "Rut scafn' as how you put your pick into this little af- |,fair it strikes me as bein' only right that you come down purty liberally for the s'port of the new schoolmas­ ter. 'Cause why, gentlemen?" tnrn- ing with an air of conviction toward his auditors. "Don't the landlord of this 'ere saloon get near about half of the gold that's washed out in a day? "To be sure he does," answered Rube, to his own query. ^ "Now. I make another motion, which is, that this dispenser of pizen antes up jest twice as much as ary one of us, Or else we'll dHve him out of the Run! What do ye say?" "Good idee! good idee!" responded the father of the boy who couldn't read the sign on a stage-coach, and who hatl already deposited his mite in Rube's hat. "Well, lads," said the landlord, after quiet had been restored, "there's no denyin' but that a considerable 'portion of some of you feller's dust comes my way. And as I'm as anx­ ious as any of ye to have Roarin' Run •n>:iko a good showin', 1 don't mind chippin' in five ounces." This unexpected liberality on „the part of the Bomface called forth ex­ clamations of hearty approval from fcris customers. "Now, then,"said Rube, the thing fs settled that were goin' to have a schoolmaster, and I'll write to a friend of mine in Sacramento to send us a chap by the next stage. He can have the use of my cabin to live in, and to learn the young ones in; 'catise when he's busy with the children in the daytime I'll be down in tne gulch at work." Thus It was decided that Roaring Run should have an establishment of learning in its midst. . ^ Weeks passed, and as the time drew near for the arrival of the peda­ gogue, the hardy miners were on tip­ toe with expectation. Rube had a T H B A C M E O F S A C R I F I C E , Hie prominent citizens of Roarhig Run were gathering in the saloon at t the arduous labors of the > judge by the thoughtful s upon each face there was J good year's salary stowed away under of great importance on the \ the hearthstone of his rude* abode, ready to hand over in advance to the new comer. At length, after Rube Rollins had transferred a few scales of dust and a small nugget from his own buckskin bag to that of the landlord, in pay­ ment for what the party had received, that worthy rose to his feet, from off the end of a barrel, and in i voice which had not yet grown husk$.by too frequent indulgence in the ardent, said: "Men of Roaring Run ! I reckon there ain't one of ye but what'll agree with me in believin' that this 'ere place, where we:ve staked out our claims, and taken up our abode, is go­ ing to be a whoopin' big city some day- " "That i t is, as su?e as there's yel­ low metal in the earth," replied Pete Baxter, bringing his clenched fist down upon the bilge of a cask to give emphasis to his assertion. "Now, then," continued Rube, not The evening when the stage drew up before the saloon, the dtiVer, as he stepped down from the box, was be­ set with questions. "Have you got him?", m "Have you got the schoolmaster?" "What does he look like?" t "Where is he?" ' "Got him!" indignantly returned the JehtL "I ain't got no school­ masters, but I've brought ye a school- marm!" "What!" shouted Rube in surprise. As the door of the vehicle opened its single passenger was seen to be a member of the gentler sex. "If it ain'tia woman, I'm a sluice- robber!" gasped Rube, as he staggered back, bewildered, into the saloon. But as he was the self-inaugurated chairman of the committee, it was manifestly his duty to receive the paying any attention to the interrup- late arrival; and, amid the smiles and tion, "that bein' the case, it is right and proper fcr us to start things in a business way." "Of course, of course we ought to," was the unanimous response of the hearers as they pressed eloser toward the Speaker. "There ain't no denyin'," went on the self-installed* chairman of the nudges of the crowd, Rube was gently forced forward to meet the teacher. "Say, Rube, how about sharing yer cabin, now?" whispered the landlord. The sturdy miner paid no attention to the jest, but, nerving himself, stepped up to the coach, and, with a gallantry scarcely to be expected in one of such a rough exterior, as- £4:. meeting, "that we've made a mighty 1 sisted the lady to alight. good beginnin'. There's this saloon. "You're welcome to Roarin' Run, It can't be beat 'twixt Pike's Peak | marm," said he cordially. "But, to and the Sacramento River." \ tell ye the truth, we warn't lookin' All eyes were turned to the pro- j for a woman. Nevertheless, you'll prietor of the establishment, to note ' find only good treatment in this how the delicate compliment was re- ] camp, or Iiube Rollins will know the ceived, and a look of disappointment overspread each countenance as the rroup saw that the individual in question merely bowed and smiled his acknowledgment. •^Then," continued Rollins, "we've got a Faro Bank and a graveyard! reason why." Then turning to the group of miners who stood behind him, Rube called: v "Here, Eben Hurdy, you d better take the missis down to your cabin and tell yer wife to make her com- But what we want now gentlemen, is i fortable as you can. I'll be there a school. I believe in learning'!" j some time to-night and pay down the ,Bube paused a moment to enjoy the j dust." * . expression of profound surprise which j The big-hearted miner scarcely his assertion had elicited from his j heard the kindly expression of thanks hearers. j from the teacher as he turned in a "We've got, here in Roarin' Run, j dazed sort of manner and hastened to two girls and a boy, that are growing j the seclusion of his own abode. up in ignorance. There's Pete Bax­ ter's daughter, going onto fifteen years old, and don't know nothin', 'cept to tote her old.man's grub down . t(0 the Gulch! 'Cause why?' Cause her dad don't know nothin', 'cept to play poker and rob a sluice. "There, there, Pete! Lift that hand from behind ye, and don't start to pull a weapon, for what 1 said ifos toore in the ligger of speech than re- flectin' on your character. "Then, there's Eb'Hurdy's boy. He don't know enough about book learn- The months past, and the school­ teacher began to realize that, not­ withstanding soine hardships, her lines had fallen in pleasant places. Not only were the children numbered among her pupils, but also many of the miners sought instruction from the courageous young woman. A year had flown bjv and Rube Rollins called another meeting in the saloon. This time he declared it was* absolutely necessary that Roaring Run should have a preacher. "If we get a preacher we'll lose the j'H. in'to read the sign ou a 6tage-coach. • school-marm," slyly remarked Eb His mother's got some eddication, but it takes all of her time to patch Eb's trousers what he wears out a-setting down here on the soft side of a soap­ box. No offense, Eb. For ye can't help it. It's your way. "Now. we've come to Hank Foster's little Lu!" Why it's a brunin' shame to see the poor thing a growin' up in ignorance! She ain't got no mother to show her, and Hank, there's no need of me a-tellin' ye, don't know enough to learn a jack-rabbit to Jump! So I say, feller-citizens, with Hurdy, for he, more than all the oth­ ers, had noted the growing attach­ ment between the young miner and his gentle boarder, the school-mis- tress. "That makes no difference," quick- lv retorted Rube. "We're going to have a parson if I pay his wages all alone by myself." He carried the day, and ere long a minister of the gospel was duly in­ stalled in the camp, and nearly the first duty he was called upon to per­ form after preaching his inaugural all this ignorance a-starin' us in the ] sermon was to wed Rube Rollins, the (ace, it's our dooty to corral a school- i miner, to the school teacher of Roar- master, and hustle him to Roarin'j ing Run.--Yankee Blade. Run, just as soon as we can collect I enough metal to pay for his services I first year, 'cause we can't expect | him tr> swing a pick, sell whisky, or play cards to earn a livin'. "I make afiarterof twoounces to- #ard importin' a schoolmaster*"-and, Jthe public-spirited miner, who had the future welfare "of the new settle­ ment so much at heart, doffed his slouch hat. deposited the specified amount within its recesses, and placed It on the barrel-head, from which he had arisen, in readiness to receive the cpntri buttons of his comrades. "What you say about my Lucy's lk&?in' no larnin' is true enough," re­ turned Hank Foster, as he slowly ;s of a small convas drawn which "But another man ube, would my lace, that "Exchange*" In Kngllah Journal*. A peculiar feature of the English Woman's Journals is the "exchange column, wherein the woman who has a "kilver fox mun, boa, and Medici collar," and on account of going into mourning desires to exchange it for a Persian lamb collar and muff makes it manifest. One lady offers in this colums a "lovely Persian kitten; ex­ change to the value of j^l; honey wanted." Another offers to exchange a pair of exquisite Dresden china can delabra for "anything useful," Mag­ azines and reviews are also proffered in exchange for other magazines and books. The woman who is tired of her parrot will give it in exchange for the pug that some other woman of petting. Plants aro obtain poultry in return, " ing but husbands sfi<j I e advertised. Qmit shot uima»tr t« ton As Uvm of pis Comradaa. Is a man ever Justified in taking his own life? Ask that question, says a Helena (Mont.) correspondent of the New York 'Times, of the few brave men who are left of the little band that went out upon the tragic Yellowstone expedition or iapw, uisd then ask them if blood was ever more nobly shed than when Henry T. Geery placed a pistol to his temple and sent his own soul into eternity •hat he might buy a chance of safety tor his comratles and friends. It was a.scene that no man can fittingly describe, that no man who witnessed it can forget. Fifteen brave 'and well-armed men had started out from Bannack City in the early days of April to search for goto, and near the middle of May, with their numbers sadly reduced by death from the arrows and bullet? of In­ dian braves, they had only one thought--to fight their way back to civilization or die, as befitted the high code of chitalry recognized by the pioneers of the West. They might have made a dash for it and cut their way out t>y very boldness, but to have done that would have been to abandon Henry Bell, who was fear­ fully wounded, but for whom there yet remained a hope. So he was placed upon a horse and the little cav­ alcade sieved upon its forlorn way. The Indians were a\| around thqm, waiting for a chance to rush in and give the finishing blow with the least possible Hanger to themselves. They had moved twenty milessince daybreak, slowly picking their way over the snow upon the mountains. At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, weary 51 nd cold, they halted to give Bell needed rest and to prepare supper. Pickets were thrown out and the o^heKyinen had begun to unpack, when one named York gave the alarm that Indians were approaching. Each man sprang for his rifle, when sud­ denly a shot was heard in their very midst. A glance at Geery told the story. With a deadly pallor upon his face, but with head erect, he stood leaning upon his gun. He said: "Bovs, I have foolishly ended my life." In his haste he had grasped his rifteby the muzzle, the hammer had caught in a "blanket and had been drawn back, and the ball had struck him in the breast, shattering his shoulderand making a mortal%ound. His comrades helped him to a sitJ ting posture. He then calmly opened his shirt and, pointing to the wound, told them that he could have only a few hours to live. "But that is too long for you to remain here," he added. "The sun is going down and the Indians will be upon you. It would be impossible to defend your­ selves in this place." Then he turned his brave eyes to Capt. Stuart and said: "Jim, tell the boys I'm fatally wounded " His comrades saw what was on his mind and begged him to take no thoughts of them, except to let them make him as comfortably as they might during the final hours. But ail the answer he made was to reach for his pistol, hold it firmly in his hand, and give them warning that any en­ deavor to take it froni him would only hasten the inevitable end. No one made the attempt, but with tears in their eyes, and forgetting the dangers hedging them in, his com­ rades attempted to reason with him, and to persuade him thai with help he might pull through, as Bell was already doing. But he knew as well as they that the end was a ipatter of a few hours at the most. Turning again to Stuart he urged him to tell the boys how desperate was his case, and "Capt. Jim," with tears in his eyes and a choking yoice, could only say, "Never mind, Geery, we will stand by you; all the Indians in the world couldn't drive us away." 4 The decision of this plain frontiers­ man was made* and nobody could shake his heroic resolve. "I know you would all stay by me," he said, "and die for me. And remember that I am not committing suicide. It is only for a sliort time, in any case. I am only shortening my life a few hours to prevent you losing yours. God knows I don't want to die; I fear death, but I have a hope beyond it." He held the muzzle of the weapon to his breast. "Remember where I am burled-- this gorge in the mountains. De­ scribe it to my friends if you live to reach them. God 1)1 ess you all! I must die, and in time for you to hury -me and escape before dark." He was about to pull the trigger when the voice of Stuart came from the group of pale-faced men, who could have camly faced anything but this: "For God's sak^, Geery, don't; but, if you must, don't shoot yourself there. It will only prolong your agony. Place your pistol to your temple." The change was made. "God. bless you all and take you safely out of this.'; The men turned and walked away; none of them could face the final scene. The finger came down upon the trigger, the - tap exploded, but there was no shot. Sam T. Hauser, afterward Governor of Montana, stepped forward and said: "Geery, for God's sake, desist; this is a warn­ ing." To this he merely made an­ swer: "I don't know what to think of it; it never snapped belore." Again cocking the weapon he engaged a moment in silent prayer, again pressed his finger, and the deed was done. * The men gathered around his dead body. Tears were within the eyes of all, and some could not speak for the sobs that shook them. "Waiting some half hour," says Gov, Haugpr, "after he had drawn his -last breath we buried him as he desired, in his soldier overcoat. We had scarcely finished his burial when the pickets announced that the Indians were j within gunshot, yet there was no fir­ ing. After our last sad duty was fin­ ished 'Jim' directed us to pile limbs and brush on the grave and burn them so as to conceal it from the In­ dians and prevent, them from digging poor Geery up for his scalp and clothes. We then gathered our things together as best we could and packing up moved on in a single file out of the gorge, camping or rather hiding in the sagebrush some miles away." The sacrifice was not made in vain. .J The Uttle party made its way back to Bannaclc Caty without further loo of b • - J|IK - c", v«Mk. 4, - The tall hat, variously called "chimney-pot," "stove-pipe," "cylin­ der,"'and what not, became fashion­ able in Paris in 179k), soon after the death of Franklin, in whose honor it was known as "chapeau Franklin." In spite of numberless changes of style, it has maintained its ground ever since, unexpected a such a result would have seemed at its first intro­ duction. For a time this style of hat was considered revolutionary in Ger­ many and Russia;* any one wearing a Cylinder" was liable to punishment; but the evil-soon passed away, and the tall, stiff hat, the ugliest head- covering that was ever worn and the most ridiculed, outlived all other styles. In a celebrated beer garden in Munich, the Hofbrauhaus, any man daring to appear ii? a cylinder is likely to have it crushed flat over his head, time-honored tradition declaring that here, if anywhere, a tall hat is out of place. ' On the contrary, no honorably member sits in the English House of Commons without his "pot" on his head. If he rises to address the House, greet a friend, or cross the room, he must hold his shi&y tile in his hand. Should his name be men­ tioned in the speech of another mem­ ber, he lifts his hat respectfully. If it is in his hand when his name is uttered, etiquette, requires him to clap it hastily on his , head in order that he may lift it with proper defer­ ence. « In one of the European parlia­ ments, when the president finds it necessary to end an argument, he gravely puts on his cylinder. Though it happened nearly thirty years ago, people still laugh at the recollection of a certain president, who, "to close a celebrated debate, took up his neighbor's hat by mistake; it was far too big for him, and falling down about his ears snuffed him out com­ pletely from the gaze of the crowded house. In Geriiteny, when the Herr Ober- Inspector A meets his friend, the Herr Chor-Verein%Director B > on the street, the pTudent passer-by al­ lows them a wide berth; otherwise the majestic sweep of the uplifted cylinders is likely to bowl him otfcr into the gutter. mm " i i • » ! l i r r t n i i i n Site *£* • Very Desirable, Carlyle refers, with just severity, to the fact that a nian ' t^ice charac­ terized another as "agentleman," on the ground that he "kept a gig." A similar guarantee of Respectability was that quoted iu Murray's Maga­ zine, in regard to a Russian servant Koris, whom the maid of the family intended to marry, ^vs^the mistress of the household: Ivoris, both-as a soldier and a ser­ vant, is^the soul of fidelity and trust­ worthiness, but he has his failings, and they are such as to make me doubt his merits as a husband. Koris, like too many of his country­ men, loves vodka to excess, and in his cups, Koris is Koris no longer. A raving, howling madman takes his place; a madman who roars, sings and yells, until he falls, a shameful, in­ ert mass, on the ground, there to lie until he can rise and shake himself free from the murderous liquoi^;^ With shaking limbs, he staggersoff" to the bath, and first boils and then freezes himself, in orthodox Russian fashion. However, this refreshing process restores his senes, and ere long, arrayed vHth military neatness and precision, he presents himself, composed and taciturn, before his master. Vain are reproaches or ad­ vice. "Aman must enjoy himself some­ times, excellency," is invariably his calm reply. * • But such being the habits of the suitor, I thought it my duty to speak to the girl. "Anitscka," said I, "are you going to marry Koris?" "Indeed, yes, little mother." "Do you love Koris?" "How should I know,little mother?" was the bashful reply. "But surely," continued I, "If vou do not know whether you love him or not, why not wait till you find a bet­ ter man?" "A better man than Kori9, little mother? No, that would not be pos­ sible. Koris has a horse, little mother, and a cart. Oh, there is no one like him!" Kot Arrlvnct ^et. It eometimes seems that although the "divinity that doth hedge a king" is now an unknown quantity, sonie royal personages might be recognized by their common sense. The Princess Marie, wife of the Danish Prince Vaide mar, was jour­ neying through Helsingor one day, on an excursion to Sweden. The sta-. tion master heard of her coming, and not only decorated the waiting room with lilies, but set a watch at the door, to prevent the public from in­ truding on the royal privacy. At the expected time the Princess *and her sister appeared, unattended, each carrying a small handbaskct. These surely could not be princesses! The brusque watchman promptly blocked the doorway. "You can't go in," said he. "Why not?" asked the astonished travelers. * "Because we expect the Princess Marie." "Then keep a good lookout for her," laughed the amused *ady, and went through the common gate to the platform. The stationmaster waited all day, and then concluded that the princesses had taken another route. l)o Von RImp Well? There is a notion that the . magnet­ ic line influences sleep; and beds are, by a few persons, placed north and south. We have no knowledge of the truth of this hypothesis of magnetic influence, and cannot offer any opin­ ion as to its value. This, however, is the explanation of the remarks made. But there is Often a most ob­ vious reason for placing beds north ,and south. If a bed is placed so that the sun shines in on the sleeper, this may be a cause of disturbance, against which It will be desirable to provide in cases of sickness. It is often the wan , that is right who is left. ' t>1SSASL . At* D ^ f>APEH a*sA» X* XHcmhm >commtmteat«*f ly Mrtjr t ar Strap,? t The proposed issue by the Bank of England of notes of ^gmallertlcnomi^ nation than £5, as a more convenient currency than silver, has caused a tumult, as everything new always does In England, The London Times hefng the Englishman's refuge in time of tribulation, half the doctors in the country, as well as ccanks in general, have inundated that ponder­ ous sheet with protests againsjfthe in­ novation, urging every imaginable objection and prophesying dire dis­ aster from tho transmission of con­ tagious diseases by reason of the lia­ bility of small notes reaching a class,- of people redolent of disease, who never arrive at the condition of own­ ing or handling a £5 note. It is generally known by all the world that the issue of the Bank of England is never paid out over-the counter a second time, but is de­ stroyed, new ones taking the place. The argument of the protesting com/ munity is that the smaller notes would circulate for a longer period and thereby pass through diseased hands of the. lower orders, and hcrnmfi the disseminators of every imaginable contagious disease. As a general thing anything new is objectionable with the Londoner--sim­ ply because-it is new. Theold stubborn opposition is as hard to overcome and is as obstinately resisted to-day as half a century ago. To get a new thing adopted is like getting a joke into a Scotchman's head, but let the Englisman once beconvinced (noeasy task) that the thing is really desira­ ble, and particularly that there is money in it, then he at once rushes into the Enterprise at headlong speed, and, once started, will put up millions in the development of the scheme. Just once inoculate him and you can hardly hold him back. He out-enterprises the American at his own game. There will be a fight over the introduction of the proposed notes, and it may last as long as that over the bill on the question of mar­ rying the deceased wife's,sister, about as good an example of John's stub­ born pigheaded ness whei^. he gets his back up as could be quoted. But the time is not far distant when that proposition, too, will win. With the almost certainty that the notes will find their way to the bank and be destroyed in due time, before all the handlers are victims of con­ tagious diseases, the community has cause to congratulate itself that, un­ like our greenbacks, the circulation will not go on until a note resembles a dirty rag, and is the bearer of the accumulated filth of tens of thousands of begrimed hands. If there is any­ thing in the theory of transmission of diseases by this medium it is time our doctors and scientific men inves­ tigated the question. A greenback 1 that has been in circulation not more than a year is a repulsive object. What about those in circulation dozens of years? To gather them up and return them to the Treasury is nobody's business, hence, never done, and so they go on and on until they fall to pieces by their rottenness and filth, when they must go to the re­ demption counter or be lost. If notes can disseminate disease, why cannot coin? It gets coated often with a scale of dirt, and yet we see ladiesln cars .and stations putting nickels and change in their mouths. Men seldom or never do that; it is re­ served for dainty women to monopo­ lize that habit. The Chinaman, - not universally, but frequently, carries his nickel for car fare in his ear, and quite likely some delicate, fastidious lady, a little later, will hold it in her teeth, pend­ ing the struggle to reach her pocket- book in case she has consigned it to the undiscoverable location of her pocket or while she opens her pocket- book if in her hand. It is not a neat habit, certainly; and the wonder is that they will do it--no greater, per­ haps, than the many other unaccount­ able things we all do--with as little reason. The moral of it all is that our cur­ rency should be called in periodically and new issue take its place, as a con­ cession to sanitary requirements, for there is no question that a note pass­ ing through the hands of a person re­ covering from smallpox, for instance, cfin transmit the disease when so loaded down with filth as to be capa­ ble of retaining a whole catalogue ^f diseases. The question is at least worth some thought and investigation of medical men and scientists. Have we been transmitting disease all these years and left it to our friends over the water to make the discovery for us, or at least, to I sug­ gest the possibility? ' While on this subject what can be more likely to be equally filthy than the leather straps in street and ele­ vated cars, which have never been cleaned from the day they were placed there and have for months and years been" in use until they are repulsive in their dirt and nastiness? It is enough to make one shudder to touch them. It is astonishing that the attention of street and elevated car superintendents has not long ago been called to the subject.--London Saturday GlQbe. Deceptive Poolcatbooks. A well-dressed woman with a live- dollar pocketbook prominently in her haud is a gilded snare for the pocket- book snatcher. The chances that it contains more than thirty-seven cents and a car ticket have been taken by highwaymen now in durance vile, but their bad luck and worse judgment have deterred others from following that means of livelihood. It is the quietly and often poorly-dressed old lady with agreasy, time-worn • leather," the country visitor and the small shopkeepers who are fikely to have money on the person. The rich never carry much money. There are millionaires who never carry more than $1 to 85 habitually. They have a theory that they are more likely to be "held up" than anybody else and are always afraid of b^ing robbed. It is one of the penalties of wealth. The robber would be more apt to find money in greater quantity on the body of one of their clerks. The clerk has no bank account and carries his little surplus in his trousers' pocket. The pocket check-bosk is the safe-guard of the miliio I flew York Herald, -g: Many a, mortified traveler can doubtless recall the Experience of hav­ ing stumbled along in a foreign tongue, only to be smoothly answered in his own language. James Fergu­ son, the Scotchman who entered the Russian service m the first part of the eighteenth century, was deputed at the end of the war with the Turks to treat of pence with the Turkish Grand Vizier, The two officials met, with two in­ terpreters, Russian and Turkish, be­ tween them. Their business was satis­ factorily concluded, and they arose to separate. Gen. Ferguson, hat in hand, made his bow, and the Vizier his salaam. Then the latter, the of­ ficial" part of the interview being at an end, turned suddenly, aiid taking Ferguson Warmly by the hand, de­ clared With a broad Scotch accent that it made him "unco happy, noo that they were sae far frae hame, to meet wi' a countryman in his exalted station." Ferguson started with astonish­ ment, and the turbaned Vizier went on to explain-- •» "My father was the bellman of Kirkcaldy in Fife, and I rememberU> have seen you and your brother occa­ sionally passing. Another similar surprise, which was due to other causes, befell a Scotchman named Wallace, who, while traveling on the great plain that lies between the Sea of Azov and the Caspian, was astonished to iind on his map a place marked 'Scotch Colony." On making inqui­ ries about it at Stavropol he was re­ ferred to a venerable man with fir®6 features, coal-black eyes and long beard that would have done honor to a patriarch who, in turn, asked him why he wished to know about it. "Because," said ̂ Wallace, "I my­ self am a Scotchman, and hope to find a fellow countryman there." His astonishment was supreme when the Circassian-seeming patri­ arch replied in genuine broad Scotch: "Oh, mon, I'm a Scotchman, tae; my name is John Abercoipbie." T'hc explanation of this Incongru­ ous name and personality was a sim­ ple one. In the first part ot the century a band of Scotch missionaries went to Russia to convert the Circas­ sian tribes, and received from the Emperor a tract of land on the frontier. Here'they, lived, and find- the older Circassians obdurate under their teachings, purchased from^hem Circassian children that they might bring them up according to the prin­ ciples of the Christian faith. •'Our Lord High Kxecutioner." . Very well, sir! Wait till your father comyes home!" cries mamma to a refr«|6tory child; and in many families there is no threat so dread­ ful. I have known a father to tell laughingly, as if it were a^good joke, of the poor scared little faces which were lifted to his when he appeared suddenly among them, rattan;in hand, Inquiring if there wfere "any whip­ pings to be dealt out that afternoon." How can a man of this sort illustrate to his children the beauty of father­ hood? He is but a tool in the hands of a weak woman, herself unVorthy of the oiame of mother. A father ought to be friendly with his chil­ dren; interested in every interest of theirs, right down to their dollies and their bats and balls. Nothing which concerns them should be too trivial for his notice. He ought not only to love his children, but he should show his affection. He should prove this so convincingly that whatever hap­ pens they can never doubt their father's affection for them. 1 was waiting at a station for my train, one evening, when I noticed a tall, fine looking man of perhaps fifty years who was impatiently piling up and down the platform. As the train glided into the station his eyes eag­ erly scanned the cars till they alight­ ed upon a'handsome lad of about eighteen, who was also gazing eagerly at the crowd. "Here I am, Tom," cried the gentleman, joyously. The boy's face glowed, and h^sprangfrom the platform almost before the cars had stopped moving. "Father!" said he; and in an instant he had the grey bearded man by the shoulder and kissed him. Then he pushed'7 him away a little and looked him loveingly in the eyes. "I'm awfully glad to see you," said he; "how's mother?" I looked at them wistfully as they walked away together. Oh, thought I to myself, if there were more fath­ ers like that, there would be fewer young lives wrecked, for a father's tenderness will hold a boy when the sternest training is of no avail. j Heroic. It is a great mistake to suppose, be­ cause it is many centuries since Leonidas fought with the Persians at Thermopylae, and brave Horatius kept the bridge at Rome, that deeds equally heroic, and equally worthy of celebration, have ceased to be done. Though warfare is now less a matter of personal prowess than it was in ancient times, the campaigns of the present age have produced many in­ stances of heroic sacrifice as remark­ able as any of those of antiquity. A recent occurrence of this sort is well worth relating. The story of it is told, very simply, in an "order of the day" issued by Gen. Reste, com­ manding the French forces in the Indies. A detachment of the Ninth Regi­ ment of the Marine Corps had been sent to subdue and capture a band of Chinese pirates which had been operating on the coast of Tonquin. The pirates took refuge in a battle- mented pagoda. Here they were besieged by a party of the French, under command of Lieut, de Vathaire. Attacking the pagoda with axes and other imple­ ments, tne French succeeded in ef­ fecting a narrow breach in its walls; but this branch was sufficient to ad­ mit only one man at a time. Within, the pirates awaited the on­ set ot their«assailants. Whoever went ia first was sure to meet death at their hands, but if the remainder of the French pressed in after him, the pirates might be overcome. De Vathaire did not hasitate. Put­ ting himself at the head of a line of his men, he bade them follow him, and forced his way into the breach in the pagoda, shouting, "Vive la France!" He was sbo£<i»wn, and died on the t. But tne attack succeeded, and were captured*.." . MQTMKVt-IN LAW WAS SS-Y-A ••r WoiHtaMMi K©«ip« Mr Msklsf rsnpk fctn Pisa "After I had been married a few months," said a New York woman the other day, "I thought I wpuld remind iry husband of his boyhood days, so I bought a pumpkin pie and had it served for his dinner. He welcomed it with a merry laugh, and began at once to give me some refia- iniscences of the pie of his youth, be­ fore he knew that he owned such a thing as a stomach. "I interrupted him as hje'^wis run­ ning an by saying: 'Reininscent pie is all very well, Walter, but I prefer mine in the present tense.\ So he cut me a generous slice, and when I tasted it I thought it very goo$f in­ deed--for a pumpkin pie., But Wal­ ter's face fell when he bit into his, and it was only his good nature, I saw, that prevented him from de­ clining to eat apy more after the first mouthful. , "'Don't you like it?' J asked, dis­ appointed. " -No,' he answered, sorrowfully, 'It doesn't taste at all like mother's pumpkin pie.' "Now, I had been assuf*ed by many older married women that the time would certainly come when my hus- bahd would complain, sooner or ^ater, that the food I set before him was not quite as good as his mother used to cook. So that, although it mortified me somewhat to hear him, I was prepared for it, and only blamed the baker I bought the pie from, and 1 told Walter that I would «4g|ake him a pumpkin pie myself that Would equal any his mother ever made. "So I got a pumpkin, and cleaned enough seeds and pulp out of it to fill our aslibarrel almost, not to mention the skin I peeled off of it till my hands were sore. I could not trust it to my girl, for my reputation was at stake. /Then 1 boiled It, ahd had, oh, such a time, mashing it through a colander. Then I rolleu the paste with my own hands, light and puffy, and baked the pies. 1 must say they looked well, and I was proud of them. I evea-ate«a s^iall one in the kitchen, withythe gii-L and we both decided that they wtjre good beyond a doubt. That very rnght I tried them on Wal­ ter. Hi^verdict was: , ce enough, dear; nice enongh. But if you would put a, little more pumpkin into them I would like them better. They would be more like mother's.' "I was determined not to be beaten. So I made another batch, and I put so much pumpkin in them that they tasted as rank as turnips. Then 1 made another. Still Walter did not flad them just right. No matter what I did or what recipe I adopted, something was. wanting every time. I grew cross and moody and finally Waiter vowed that he would never eat another pumpkin pie in our house, as long as he lived, no matter who made it. Then I gave up, beaten by the superior excellence of his mother's cotokery. ' 'The following summer we visited the old homestead and Walter asked his mother, with a twinkle in his eye, to make him one of her old-time pumpkin pies. Then the story came out, and the old lady promised to show me all the mystery of her art. 4 "Next day 1 went with her into the kitchen and closely watched all her preparations for the wonder­ ful pumpkin pie. As she rolled her paste she told me the proper ingre­ dients and proportions. 1 noted that she was recklessly lavish with the eggs, but when she got done I ex­ claimed in surprise: "'But you have not men­ tioned the pumpkin!' "With a sly laugh the old lady An­ swered: " 'Bless you, my chljd, I don't use any course pumpkin in mine. I. use the more delicate meat of the Hub­ bard squaph, and just as little of that as I possibly can.'"--*N. Y. Tribune. American Familiarity. Imagine a man of strong character and sterling worth being constantly subjected to the cheapening process of being called by every man and boy in town "Billy." It is all very well within a circle of relatives, but the promiscuOds carry­ ing on of the practice outside of the family is intolerable. After a week at the mountains or seaslfore a party of young people who havejnever heard of each other before will^^all each other by their first names with a reckless disregard for the proprieties, which to a well educated and culti­ vated person is little short of absolute rudenes^ - Particularly does this apply when an ordinary acquaintance insists upon calling a young married woman "Mary" or "Bertha." For a young man to do this at once stamps him as ignorant of good form and guilty of an unpardonable liberty. Everyone who has reached his or her majority is entitled to a courte­ ous form of address. The individual who forgets this is presuming upon the intimacies of childhood, , and still continuing to address them as boy and girl is practically an avowed jfoe to good manners. -- Philadelphia Times. ~ "e~", d y - •v' " > -V, '• i' *1 /! * >: " Lsdy Brooke's Lady Brooke has established"a focat fund for the relief of the distress from influenza, and, as a beginning, has given away 2,000 bottles of brandy. This has prompted the suggestion that the wholesale distribution of brandy might he considered, in the estimation of many persons, a remedy more likely to do harm than the dis­ ease. But the result of Lady Brooke's liberality depends upon the recipients of the brandy. The intention ia" ex­ cellent, and in many cases a bottle of brandy, used medicinally, may be the means of saving life. Unfortunately, there are some men and women aihong the 2,000 who will treat the gift as an incentive to tippling, and buy more--and Inferior--when it Is .fin* ish«d. It can hardly be suggested that the Government should under­ take a relief measure of a Mitfilar kind. If they did, they mightgofout "on brandy."--London Figaro. ' A spbek in Japan costs only 20 cents. Twqpty cents seems a siball amount of money, but when one con­ siders the ferocious aspect of snakes, as illustrated in Japanese pictures, we doubt whether we yfill ujQyg Japan oe this accouni , „ • *V i,-. V? ^1*55 ' rm