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aindcaltir 1 WW IVMCt, Etfitsr apfl Piilllst tr. MoHSMBT. jfin nii j i ILLTNOfft. Jill J AT TWILIGHT f • \ ?\t When tbegolden glimmer ® '*f 'Dimmer grow* and dimmer," % And a shadow'a tremor .,j Sbifta aoroaa tbe wall. Touch the old chorda brighttyfe '*'1 Let them tremble slightly vf ̂ into tone, and lightly Tender theraea recall. ?v/. V - ftp Then thy soul Kurreadar To the aoleful splendor Of tbe mualc tender One wills tfccs i,c lit, Binding amilea togetui With an airy tether, Love'a enchanted woattoar, Patn'a euthan&ay. Let your dark area leaning Up to mine their meaning, Diviner glory gleaning Fi'om the seraph strain, Search mine own, revealing Faaaion'a dewy feeling. Droop while I am kneeling, • Divining them again. Ab, the strain is dying, And 1 hear you sighing, And your hfiiid is lying Sottly in my hair; And yonr lips are bending On mine own and lending Ecstanv transcending. Aught, I know or card. Now the purple glimmer Dimmer grows and dimmer, And the shadow grimmer Spreading o er ihe wall; Hushed the music's beating,; Souls in kisses m Set: tig, Love and love repeating. While tbe plovera eaU, --iMianapolis Journal. A-NCIENT LOYE STORY. lady?" said*; "No!" I "The law "w Trightened; ̂ Said grandmamma. ••Nay,' We must all wed once in our lives, my child." The* grandpapa talked to me. He told me how poor they had grown, and how kind the squire was, and I iiad but to marry him to make my Igrandparents free from debt and pov­ erty all their lives. If I refused and ^vexed the squire, Heaven only knew ^what might happen. "Surely sne'll never ruin us," fobbed grandmamma. ; "All, it was hard to bear, but now there was no help for ijfc I took the ring from my bosom, laid it on my toalm, and told them ft was Evan ,Locke's, and that I had plighted my jbroth to him. And grandmamma called me a deceitful wench, and grandpa looked as though his heart tarould break. Oh, I would have done anything tor them--anything but give up my true love. That night I kissed his ring and prayed that he might love jne always. In the morning it was fcone, ribbon and all, from my neck. I , uuie. Trembling tod white •"Tftll me, grandma, bars you cheated me and robbed me of vylove by a lie? Did you steal the troth ring from my neck and give it to Evan as if from me?--you whom I've loved and honored rm life long!** She turned scarlet. "Your love!" said she, "Yotfve but one true love now--the squire." "You have done It!" 1 cried. Hit's writren on your face!". She looked down at that, and fell to weeping bitterly. "My own love was breaking his heart,"she said. "My husband and I have loved for forty years. I did it. to slave him. Could I let a girl's fancy stand in my way and see him a beggar in his old age?" I fell at her feet like a stone, add knew nothing for an hour or more. When I came to I was alone with Jennie. I bade her sret my hood and cloak and her own, and come with me, and off I went across the moor in the starlight ti» where the hall win­ dows were abaze with light, and asked the prim old housekeeper to ft; s&&T- SCifji fjitf - I sat spinning at my little wheel in the sun, for the autumn day wascold, when I heard someone whistling;and, looking up, there was young Squire Turner loaking over. When he caught my eye he laughed, I blushed, and rose and made him a courtesy. He was a handsome gentleman, the squire, and the hand from which he pulled the glove shimmered in the sun with pearls and diamonds; and he was bonny to look at with his hair like spun gold in the October sun­ light When I courtesied he bowed, mak­ ing his curls dance over his shoulders, and said he,-- "I've spoiled one pretty picture that I could have looked at all day, but I've made another, so I'll not grieve. May I come in?" "And welcome, shy' said I, and placed a chair for him. He was grandfather's landlord, but for all that I felt uncomfortable, for I was not used to fine company. He talked away, paying me more compliments than I was used to, for grandmother, who bad brought me up, said, "Handsome is as handsome does," and "Beauty is but skin deep." Since I'm telling the story I'll tell the truth. 1 had done wrong about one thing. Neither of the old folks knew that I wore Evan Lock's ring in my bosom, or that we'd taken a vow to each other beside the haw­ thorn that grew in the lane. I never meant to deceive, but grannie was old, and a little hard, and that love of mine was such a sweet secret. Be­ sides, money seems to outweigh all else when people have struggled all their lives to turn a penny, and they knew Evan was a poor, struggling young surgeon. I thought 1 'd wait a while until I could sweeten the news with the fact that he'd begun to make his fortune ! Grannie came in from the dairy five minutes after the squire was gone, and heard be had been there. 1 didn't tell her of his fine speeches,but there was a keyhole to the door she came through, and I have a guess she heard them. That night we had something else to think of. Misfortune had come upon grandfather; but I didn't fore­ see that, when tbe half year's rent should tome due, not a penny to pay it would be found. •' •11 this time Evan Locke and I had been as fund as ever of each other, and he came a* often as before to talk with grandpa on winter nights; and still every little while young Squire Turner would drop in and sit in his lazy wu> , watching me knit or •pin. Once he was Hushed with wine and over bold, for he tried to kiss me But 'squire or no, I boxed his ears, ana not moregently than I could help, either. 1 could not prevent his coming,and I did not deserve that Evan should be angry with me. But he was--oh, so high and mighty, and spoke as though one like the squire could mean no good by coming to so poor a place as the school-master's. He made me angry, and I spoke with asperity. "For that matter, the squire would be glad to have me promise to marry him," said L "He thinks more of me than--" •'Maybe you like him better!" "I don't say that. But bad temper aM jealousy scarce make me over food of another. I prav I may never have a husband who will scold me." Well, Evan was wrottt with me and I with him--not heart-deep, though, I. thought--and 1 did not see him for more than a week. I was not troubled much, though. I knew he would come round again, and maybe ask my par­ don. For before you are wed you can bring your lover to his senses. So I did not fret at Evan's absence, nor quite snub the squire, who liked me more than ever. But one night grandfather came in, and shutting the door stood between grandmamma and me, looking at me, and so Strangely that we both grew fright­ ened. At last he spoke:-- "I've been to the squire's."said he. •^For the first time I had to tell him JJ couldn't pay the rent when due." > I opened my lips. Grandmamma ©evered them with her hand. Grandpa drew me to him. "Thou'rt youug, lass," said he, V •'end they are right who call thee . pretty. Child, could'st thou like the • squire well enough to marry him?'* | ; "Eh?" cried grandma. "Sure you arc wandering?" "Squire Turner asked me for this , -lass to-night. Of all women in the World, there is only one he love§ as he jhould love his wife, and that is our £gatha." "1 dreamed of gold rings and white roses on Christmas Eve," said grannie. "I knew the lass would be " incky." But I put my head on grandfather's ;i; shoulder and bid my face. The tiath -. must out now?I knew. loss of that dear ring was a sign that I would never marry Evan Locke. The days passed on and he never near me-. *• "Oh, it is cruel in him to hold such linger for a hasty word he had pfo- voved," I thought. "He must know I love him." Grandmamma would scarcely look at me--I know why now--and trrand- pa sighed and talked of the work­ house. I thought I should die of grief. One day grandma said to m$*~~ "It seems to me that your lover Is not over anxious to see you." "Why not?" "Where has he kept himself this month or more?" "He's busy,doubtless," said I smil­ ing, though I thought my heart would burst. "You are going with him, maybe?" "Where?" She went to kitchen door and beck­ oned to a woman who sat there Dame Coombs, who had come with eggs. "I heard you rightly," she said. "You told me Evan Locke and his mother were making ready for a voy­ age?" 1 They're goi ng to Canada. My son, a carpenter--and a good one, thaugh I say it--made the Doctor a box for his things, The old lady dreads the new country, but she goes for the Doctor's sake. There's money to be made there. "I told you so." said grandmother. "I don't believe it," said I. "They have sold the house and gone to Liverpool to take ship; and you may find the truth for yourself, if you choose to take the trouble. I'm no chatterbox to tell falsehoods about my neighbors," said Dame Coombs. And still I would not believe it un­ til I had walked across the moor and seen the shutters closed and the door barred, and not a sign of life about the place. Then I gave up hope. I went home pale and trembling, and sat down at grannie's feet "It is true," I said. "And for the sake of so false a lad you'll see your grandfather ruined and break his heart, and leave me a widow --1 who have tended you from a baby." I looked at her as she sobbed, and found voice to say: "Give me to whom you will, since my own love does not want me." I crept up-stairs and sat down on my bedside, faint and trembling. I would have thanked Heaven for for- getfulness just then, but it would not come. The next day the young Squire was in the parlor as my accepted lover. How pleased he was, and how the color came back into grandfather's old face! Grannie was proud and kind, all the house was aglow, and only I sad. But I could not forget Evan--Evan whom I had loved so, sailing away from me without a word. I suppose they all saw I looked sad. The Squire talked of mv health, and would make me ride with him over the moors for strength. The old folk said nothing. They knew what ailed me; only our little Scotch maid seemed to think that aught was wrong. Once she said to me: "What ails ye, miss? Your eye is dull and your cheek is-pale, and your braw, gran' lover canna mak' ye smile; ye are na' that ill, aither, 1 opine." "No, I'm well," said L She looked at me wistfully. "Gin ye'd tell me your all, I might tell ye a cure," she said. But there was no cure for me in this world, and 1 couldn't open my heart to simple Jennie. So the days rolled by, and I was close on my mar­ riage eve, and grannie and Dorothy Flume were busy with my wedding rotes. I wished it were my shroud they were working at instead. One night the pain in my heart grew too great, and I went out among the purple heather on the moor, and there knelt under the stars and prayed to be taken from the world. "Oh, Evan, my Evan, how can I live without thee?" I cried. As I spoke the words 1 started up in affright, and there at my side was an elfish little figure, Scotch Jennie, who had followed me. "Why do ye call for your true love now?" she asked. "Ye sent him fra ye for the sake o' the young squire." I turned on her fiercely. • 'How dare you follow me and watch me?" I demanded. She caught my sleeve "Dinna be vexed," she said. "Just bicfe a wee and answer what I speer. It's for love of you, for I've seen ye wastin' like the snaw wreath in the sun sin'the squire wooed ye. Was it youF will the lad 'at loved the ground ye walk on should have his ring again?" "What do you mean?" said I. "I'll spean gin I lose my place," said Jennie. "I rode with the mis­ tress to the young doctor's place over past the moor, and there she alighted and gave him a ring, and what she said I dinna ken, but it turned him the tint o' death, and said he, 'There's na a drop o' truebluid in any woman!' And he turned to the wall and covered his eyes, an' your grannie drove home. That's all I ken--wull it GO?" Ay, Jennie," said I: "Heaven bless looked for it high and low, but found|ilet nie see the squire. no sign of it I began to fear they. She stared at me for my boldness-- no wonder--but called him. So in a moment he stood before me in eve* hing dress, his cheeks flushed, his eyes bright nnd led me into a little room and seated me. "Agatha, my love, I hope no mis­ chance brings you here at--•" - I stopped him. . • 'Not your love, Squire Turned* I said. "1 thank you for thinking so well of me, but after all that has passed,--" I could say no more. He took my hand as I began co sob. "Have I offended you in any way, ^gatha?" he asked 4 'Not you. The offence--the guilt --oh, 1 have been sorely cheated!" And then I broke down attain. He waited patiently till strength came to me, and I told him all--how we had been plighted to each other, waitine only for better prospects to be wed, and how, when he honored me by an offer of his hand, I angered my grandmother by owning to the truth, and of the ring grannie bad stolen from my neck, and the false message that had been sent my promised husband as if from me. "And though I may never see Evan Locke again," I said, "I can never be another man's true love, for I am his until I die." As 1 thus spoke tbe rich color died out of my listener's face--the hand­ some ygung squire was in tears. At last he rose and came to me "My Agatha never loved me," he said. "Ah, me! The news is bad-- I thought she did. This comes of vanity." "Many higher and fair have hearts to give as well as 1. Mine was gone ere you saw me," I said. And then, kind and gentle, as though I had not grieved him, he gave me his arm and saw me across the moor, and at the gate paused and whisperett: "Be at rest, Agatha. The Golden George hits not sailed yet" I liked him better than I had ever done before that night when I told grannie I would never wed him. Ob, but he was fit to be a king-- the grandest, kindest, best of men, who rode away at dawn on the mor­ row and never stopped till he reached Liverpool and found Evan Locke just ready to set foot upon the Golden George and told him a tale that made hjs heart light and sent him flying back to me. Heaven bless Ifim! And who was it that sent grand­ father the deed of gift that made the cottage his own, and who spoke a kind word to the gentry for young Doctor Locke that helped him into practice? Still no one but the Squire, for whom we taught our children to pray every night For we were married, and when our eldest child was two, the thing 1 needed to make me quite happy happened, and from over the sea,, where he had been for three years, came our stately young Squire with his bonnie bride beside him, and at last the hall had a mistress of its own--a sweet girl who loved aer lord as I loved Evan. This is an old story. Her that I re­ membered a gill I saw in her coffin withered and old. They opened the vault where the Sauire had slept ten years to lay her beside him. I have nothing left of , Evan, ,my life love, but a memory; and it seems as if every hope and dream of joy 1 ever had were put away under tombstones. Even the Gulden George, the great strong ship that would have borne my dear from me, has mouldered away at the bottom of the sea. And I think my wedding ring is like to outlast us all, for I have it yet, and I shall be ninety to-morrow. Ninety! It's a good old age, and it can't be long now before 1 meet Evan and the rest beyond the pearly gates.--Wav erly. A Team or Wild Goat*. The Butte correspondent of the Anaconda Standard thus tells of a novel traveling outfit now going through Montana: "Vivian Edwards, a cripple from Hastings, Neb., is making one of the most remarkable trips across the country that was ever undertaken. His long journey started at Hastings just 130 days ago, and during that time he has traveled 1,054 miles. He is a cripple, having lost the use of his legs and travels in a miniature buggy drawn by a four in hand of milk white Rocky Moun­ tain goats, and carries a complete camping outfit with him. The entire outfit weighs 556 pounds, which the goats pull with ease, and have made thirty-two miles in one day, although his usual day's journey averages from twelve to sixteen miles, which dis tance the goats accomplish with ease. Some portions of his trip have been arduous in the extreme. Between Ham's Fork and Montpelier, in Wy­ oming. he took the wrong road and was lost in the desert, and for three days suffered intensely for want of water, as all tbe water he and his animals bad was what was contained in a beer bottle. Another time in Southern Utah he was compelled to fight, three bears, who were deter mined to dine off his four in hand, after a hard light, during which he killed two of the bears, he wa» en abled to pursue his way." t If you should die, and find yourself flrcaS Captains Who Wer* Calm teiy Tqring Clrmimatnneas. reat general should have a double nature. In order that he may make prompt and well-reasoned de­ cisions, he should be calm and in­ capable of excitement In great and sudden emergencies. But, in order to animate his soldiers and keep them up to a high moral pitch, he should be capable of enthusiasm and high spirits. It is needless to ?ay, that the two qualities are not often perfectly united, and that when they are found so joined the result is a military genius. Gen. Grant was one of the coolest men in the world; but his splendid confidence and cheerfulness often paHook of the nature of enthusiasm, and inspired his soldiers, as well as in after years his civilian fellow-citizens, with ardent admiration and sympa­ thy. It is a somewhat strange thing that France, tbe nation of hot blcod, should have produced a long line of general? who showed the compietest sang froid on the field of battle. Napoleon sometimes assumed a cer­ tain ardor, but nothing could excite him if he did not choose to be ex­ cited. Murat Napoleon's dashing chief of cavalry, whose splendid enthusiasm won many desperate charges, could be as'cooi as his master upon occasion. At the taking of Moscow, while tne troops sat in their saddles under a murderous fire, Murat received a dis­ patch to which an answer was re­ quired. Though his mettlesome horse was trembling, Murat laid the reins Upon the born of the saddle, took his note-book in one hand and a pencil in the other, and began to write<a re­ sponse. Suddenly a shell fell and exploded on the ground close by. The horse leaped into the air and swung wildly around. Murat simply transferred the pencil to the hand that held the note-book, calmed the horse with the other hand, and then went on writ­ ing his dispatch as if nothing had happened. A shout of admiration went up along the line. Murat saw that the enthusiasm aroused by his trifling act had created a favorable moment for a charge. He gave the order, and his men swept clear through the enemy's line. It is said that Gen. Beynler ot^ce saved the French army in Calabria, in 1806, from a complete rout, simply by the manner in which he smoked a cigar. The English infantry fire had compelled the French to retreat Beynler fearing a panic, remained to the last and brought up the rear. Though the English fire was murder­ ous, he had lignted a cigar, and his retreating men noticed that the puffs of smoke went up, as his horse moved slowly on, With absolute regularity. Puff! A wait. 'Puff! Another wait. Puff! The enemy were pour­ ing on, firing vigorously as they ad­ vanced, but nothing could accelerate Reynler'sasmoking. His soldiers ral­ lied under the inspiration of the queer spectacle, and got off in good order. Perhaps the most cold-blooded com­ mander who ever lived was the French General, Saint-Cyr. He was a great tactician, but totally neglected tbe morale of his men. He was never seen on horseback, and never showed himself before the lines. On one oc­ casion, when he was simply a General of the Division, the impetuous Mar­ shal Oudinot puzzled to know what to do in an emergency, asked Saint- Cyr's advice, frankly telling him that he was "non-plussed." You Monseigneur," said Saint- Cyr, "are a Marshal of the Empire, and I am a General of a Division, i shall faithfully carry out your orders, but it would not be becoming for me to advise you." Later on Saint-Cyr succeeded to the command of the army, and then adopted a peculiar method of general­ ship. He formed his plan of battle clearly, precisely and with admirable foresight Then he sent his orders to his subordinates, and shut himself tip in his quarters; absolutely forbid­ ding entrance to a single soul. Then he took out his violin and went to studying a hard piece of music as tran­ quilly as if he had been in the midst Of profound peace. The battle which won Saint-Cyr his baton as a Marshal of the Empire was fought while he was fiddling in his tent. He had apparently fore­ seen everything, and the carrying out of his plans completely crushed the enemy. -- Youth's Companion. Great Bowling. Roch S. Robb ot the Treasury De­ partment has j*ust returned from a short sojourn at Atlantic City, and brought with him reminiscences of an experience on a bowling alley which approaches the marvelous, says the Washingtun Post Strolling into a bowling alley, he stood idly looking on at a game in progress. Scon a fine- looking woman, who had just made her appearance, approached him with a challenge to roll a game. "It's the only exercise I take," she explained, "and you surely will oblige me." He couldn't refuse, of course, but informed her of his being a score of years out of practice. But this did not cut any figure, and the came be­ gan. Mr. Robb's fair antagonist bowled in great form, while he was not far behind. The strikes and spares were so common with the two that soon everyone became interested, and a whisper went around that thev were both professionals and were giv­ ing a free exhibition. The lady rolled up a total of six consecutive strikes, and this made Mr. Robb a little anxious. "You will excuse me taking off my coat," he said. "Why, certainly," she sweetly replied, and off came the coat. Strike followed strike until eight went down to his credit "It seemed as if I coukln't beip knocking them all down, and no matter how I would start the ball down came all the pins. There never was such rolling fceforo if the keeper of the alley is to be be­ lieved, and when I finally won by a short margin there was a burst of ap­ plause. Dr. £)aily was present, and when the keeper of the alley saw that the d-.'Ctor knew me, he asked him who we were." "Why, that's so-aud-so and his wife. They are two of the best bow­ ers in the United States" was the " lector's answer. Then the owner and torthe sake of aftptafalMDM I e*> corted her until we I did not see her again." How Hot tl Boillas W«te*T In answering this question an American would say, "Two hundred anc* twelve degrees;" a Frenchman. "One hundred degrees;" a German. "Eighty degrees." The American, with his English cousin, ascertains temperature by the Fahrenheit ther- iuuiuuter; the Frenchman by the Cen­ tigrade, and the German by the Reau- mer. In these thei mometers the boiling points are marked 212 de­ grees, 100 degrees, and 80 degrees re- spectively. In point of fact, however, nothing Is more variable than the tempera­ ture at which water boils. Indeed, there are places where eggs cannot be boiled in an open vessel, because the water, when it bolls in the open air, Is not hot enough to cook them! Such places are easily reached by means of a balloon, or by .climbing a high mountain. Tbe ebullition of water Is affected by the pressure upon its surface. When the atmospheric pressuie is di­ minished, as it is in ascending from the earth, water bolls much more easily. In other words, less heat is required to make it boil. As a cer­ tain amount of heat is required to co. agulate the albumen of the egg,--to "cook" it,--that portion of one's breakfast might have to be prepared in some other manner--say by baking or frying. However, if oatmeal, or some simi­ lar substance, were mixed with the water, its point of ebullition could be raised sufficiently to boil the> eggs, in spite of the latitude. Other causes bside latitude may vary the boiling point of water. As is shown by the barometer, atmos­ pheric pressure varies considerably with the weather. Hence, when the breakfast eggs are not boiled to our liking, we should remember that the trouble may be with the weather, and not with the cook. Perhaps some of our youngej read- era'have head how fi The man in tbe South Burnt his month, Kating cold plum poi ;>v but have they ever heard ot the pos­ sibility of freezing one's lingers in boiling water? To do this, the experimenter may need to cut off the finger, but no matter. Place it in a saucer of water beneath the bell-jar of an air-pump, and exhaust the air. When the presure is sufficiently reduced, the water will begin to boll, aud will so continue until, its temperature being rapidly reduced by the vapor given off, it finally freezes.--Youth's Cqiu- panlon. , ^ ^ 4 -CMled Down. '•A month or so ago," said the drummer, "I was making a trip through Tennessee, and one evening ^topped at a very respectable farm­ house, about 6 o'clock, to stay all night I was informed by the pro­ prietor that I could be accommo­ dated, but that I couldn't get any supper until about 9 o'clock, as they were going to have a wedding and supper would be postponed until that hour, when something extra would be had. 1 was very hungry, but it was a long drive to the next place where I could stop, and I accepted the conditibns. I took in the whole show, and in due time we had a most beautiful supper, in country style, and right in front of me was a big iced cake, cut, ready to serve. They didn't get around to me very soon with the substantial, and to stay my hunger I took a piece of that cake.. The old man, at the foot of the ta­ ble, noticed me, but didn't say any­ thing. I waited awhile and took a small piece more, and he became fidgety. Still they didn't come to me, and I tried again, but, the old man wouldn't have it •'Hold! hold, my friend," he ex­ claimed tragically; "coarse-feed your­ self first; coarse-feed yourself first" After that I waited patiently for the^oaree feed to come around. ;:¥ m those ^ ' : lipon lot telling me mm fr«. "ThU Way, Ma'am," When a man gives one of glib descriptions that are made up of yachting phrases and bits of foreign travel, he expects everybody to know just what he means, as, for instance, when Mr. Boggs met a friend of his wife's and asked why she didn't cume to see them in their new home. "I don't know the way," she said. "I'm not familiar with that part of the town." "Oh, it's easy enough finding us. Take a car at the City Hall and get off at the intersection of Peace and Joy streets, turn two blocks due east, then two blocks south and it's the third house in the middle of tUft sec­ ond block to you right Why, it's as easy as boxing the compass." "Just about," murmured the poor woman; "I'll find it all right," she added aloud. And she will. She will cat-a-cor- ner past latitudes and longitudes, and blaze her way with a question or two, and get there just tbe same. But if she tried the man's method of, navi­ gation she would bring- up in an asylum. ; . , -- V r-- Cruelty in Morocco. • An act of cruelty was recently com­ mitted in Fez, Morocco, of so atrocious a character that it has even aroused the indignation of the moors, unac­ customed as they are to judge such matters severely. It has been proved that the chief eunuch of the Sultan of Morocco, a man named Bubilal, has killed a little negro slave belong­ ing to ht'ii by slowly pouring boiling water fiuui a kettlo over the child's head. An inquirv was made into the matter and it was ascertained that this was the fifth slave whom he had killed in the same way. The case was reported to the Sultan, fcut His Majesty declined to interfere. Id Morocco eunuchs are an altogether privileged class and are valued at a high price by their owners, "An! I catch you buying a porous plaster, do I? I thought your devo­ tion to fresh-air theories would bring you to this?" "It ain't the p aster tha. does me good." answered tbe crank; "it is the ve^t^Q^tiHWiil through the ..holes.":.,,/,; ; ^ &B9 a Burglar, the OUter t&a Tlw«nt de Satut-BlenL Here It a story which is traveling ;tt«f$§ilfcLfhe Paris papers over the of no less a person than Aurellen ScholJ. A well-kaoWti Paris clubman, the Viscount t$e fiaint-Rieul, came home the other evening at 10 o'clock. Having forgotten his glasses, he wasn't able to take part in agame of poker at the Sporting Club. He hired a carriage and gave the dri ver order* to take him to his house in the Eue Saint-Florentin. Of course,' at that hour, his valet de chambre <was out Saint-Rleui entered his apartments by means of a night itiy. On going into the parlor he found a stranger endeavoring to open a littie safe The stranger turned round on hearing him enter. Saint-Rieul took off his hat, and in a courteous tone said: "No doubt, sir, you are a burglar?" "Sure enough,"replied the stranger. "I am sorry to disturb you," con­ tinued Saint-Rieul. "How could a fellow imagine," said the burglar, "that a man of the world like you and such a reputed clubman could come home so early as this." "I forgot something. Only for that my presence would be inexplicable." The burglar sighed, "I have no sort ot luck of late, and while wait­ ing for a good stroke, the plans of which are already laid, I just came in here to keep my hand in, for 1 was afraid I might get rusty." "Your explanations are very satis­ factory, indeed," said Saint-Rieul, "but, since I happened to come in in time, just be good enough to retire." "Certainlv, sir." \ 1 ' j "Take a cigar?** . ,'C "With pleasure," sii#^viiltoiv "because I would be sorry to go away skunked (bredouille)." 'The stairway is lighted," replied the viscount, "so that it will not be necessarv for me to show you the way. If the concierge should be in­ discreet enough to ask you where yon are coming from tell him simply that you have just left M. de Saint Rieul." "Thank you, sir." "Light your cigar.'* : f t"Oh, don't take thetrouble, sir. T have matches." "v"„ "Adieu, monsieur." "^ "I have the honor And the burglar went quietly down stairs. Xlneoln as a Wrestler. At the time the Lincolns settled at Goose Nest Dan Needham was the champion wrestler in Cumberland County. This county joins Coles, the one in which the Lincolns lived. Needham had often been told that he would find his match in Tom Lin­ coln's boy Abe, but he would boast that he could "fling htm three best dbt of four any day he lived." At last they met. It was at a house- raising on the Ambraw River. "Raisin's" at that time brought "neighbors" from many miles around, and I am told that at this one they came from as far south as Crawford County, more than forty miles away. Thomas Lincoln came, and with him his boy Abe. After the work of the day, in which Abe and Dan matched handspikes many times, a "rassel" was suggested. At first Abe was un­ willing to measure arms with Dan, who was six feet four and as agile as a panther; but when Thomas Lincoln said, "Abe, rassel'im," Abe flung off his coat, and the two stood face to face. Four times they wrestled, and each time Needham was thrown. At the close of the fourth round the combatants again stood face to face, Abe flushed but smiling, Dan trembling with anger. However, one glance at the honest, good-natured face of his opponent cooled his rage, and extending his rough palm, be said, "Well, I'll be !" Everafter this they were warm friends. Need­ ham survived Lincoln many years, and though he was a strong Demo­ crat, he had nothing but good words for Abe. Several of his boys still live near the old homestead in Spring Point tuwnship, Cumberland County, Illinois. One daughter, the wife of W.P. Davis,--a brother of the writer, --resides on a farm near Roseland, Nebraska. Uncle Dan, as we called him, now sleeps in a quiet church­ yard hidden away in a deep forest A braver heart never beat;and though his life was humble, I am sure that he did not lack for a welcome into the Eternal bit?.--The Century^ p ' , Doubted the Queen's Honeaity. It is well known that the Queen, when residing at Balmoral castle, loves to go about in simple guise among the poor cotters of the neigh­ boring district, and in the course of her journeyings incidents worthv of recording occasionally happen. One of these, which may prove of interest, is the following: One day her majesty was caught in a shower and entered the dwelling of an old woman, whose eyesight must have been dim, for she did not recognize her sovereign. "Will you lend me an umbrella? said the Queen, who did not happen to have one with her. The old woman stared at her ques­ tioner for some little time, but at last, seemingly convinced as to the respectability of her visitor, in a grudging tone replied: "I hae twa umbrellas. Ane o* them's a cade ane t'ither's naur as auld and worthless as mysel'. Ye may tak' the auld ane but I doobt I'll maybe ne'er see't air'in." She then proffered a ragged article, whose whalebone ribs might be seen sticking here and there through the torn cover. Her roa'estv took tho umbrella, which irss better than nothing, and went forth in the rain, not by one word betraying her rank. The next day a servant of the royal household brought the wretched gamp to the old woman, who then became aware as to whom she had lent it "Ay, ay." exclaimed the old body, shocked aud grieved at. naving missed such an opportunity Qf winning a a smile from the queen. "Dod keep's, but the tongue's an unruly member, liud I but ken wha it was that asked it the len' I wad hae made her wcioome to the best o' a' I hae i*this warl', and I houp her highness will forgi'e me, and no tak' it ill-all forme bein' sae scimpit and onneetarii J&i' Philadelphia Times. ^ ̂ ® Willi*#* Ifbe be iaemot tt&gtr- a month** coi given out hot more •mail drops la sfoe^ ges will be inclosed in tln hoiKft of 100, each of them weighing a gHtmme and represetning one cup of coffee. For preparing the tevefii^?ift*die* ,« pot will be required, / sary merely to put a ooffeetaWet lnto the cup and pour boillntf water upon It, when the coffee Is instantlv made. Sugar and milk can be added to suit the taste, In France such coffee lozenges of comparatively large size have been recently introduced being made bulky by the addition of sugar foi; sweetening; but everybody does not care for sugar, and therefore those which have lately begun to be manu­ factured in this country have been made plain. . ; The processes by which coffee is thus concentrated are very interesting, 'xo begin with the beans are roasted in an enormous oven and ground in a * huge mill, men they are put into a great Iron vessel, which is nothing more or less than a gigantic coffee­ pot holding 240 pounds at a time. Hundreds of gallons of filtered water are pumped into the coffee pot which acts on the "drip" principle, and the infusion is drawn off to an evaporat­ ing tank. A steam pump keeps the air exhausted from this tank, so that the coffee is in vacuo, being heated meanwhile to a high temperature by steam pipes. The water it contains rapidly passes off, and the coffee is of about the consistency of molasses when it is taken out It Is poured into tiays of enameled ware, and these trays are placed on shelves In another evaporator. When the trays are removed a short time later the coffee is a dry solid, which is scraped <jit ilic tiays, K'iuuuu to powder and molded iuto lozenges. There is no reason why the Govern­ ment should not prepare coffee in this way on a la gascale, in the event of war, at a Very great saving. By the processes described one pound of the beans can be made to produce more than 100 cups. By inquiry1 it has been ascertained that • hotels and restaurants get only from fifteen to thirty-six cups from the same quan­ tity, the minimum being reported from the most expensive establish­ ments and the maximum hy the cheapest eating houses. The reason for this is that the usual plan is to make the infusion and throw away the •'grounds," which still contain two-thirds'or more of the original strength of the coffee. Of course, for commercial purposes, the lozenges can be made of Rio, < Mdtha or any other Variety of the bean, to suit the taste. From the military point of view the advantage of dispensing with bulky untensils for preparing coffee would be important Experiments have recently been made with success in the treatment of tea by similar methods, and before long a ary solu­ ble essence, produced from the leaves, will be offered in the market a tiny drachm bottle holding twenty tablets each representing one cup. ^ A Remarkable Mineral. Litho-carbon, which is a mineral somewhat resembling asphalt is the most remarkable mineral of its class known. It is claimed that it makes a perfect insulator; that as a paint It will resist heat or gasses of any kind; that it is capable of being rolled into a tissue free from odor«and-practicaily indestructible when employed in the production of mackintoshes, canvas belting, waterproof tents, etc. 1 It possesses peculiar powers, enabling it to enter and fill the pores ol iron and steel, rendering these metals imper­ vious to acids, etc It is also said to make common leather water-proof, and it can be applied to wood-pulp for the transformation of that material into what looks and acts like ebony or horn. The asturation of a ship's plates with hotlitho-carbon frustrates the attack of barnacles, and the plate will neither rust nor foul. A portion of the smoke stack of the steamer Dean Richmond, where the heat, through the use of a blower, rise to 800 degrees Fahrencheit was painted with litho-carl>on several months ago, and remains undisturbed and unblist- efed, while other parts of the vessel ba\e necessarily been painted many times. A piece of sheet-iron covered with litho-carbon japan is stated to have been subjected to an actual heat of 415 degrees Fahrenheit, without crack or blister, and remained so ten­ acious that the iron could be bent at any angle without disturbing the glossy surface. For varnishing rail­ way and private carriages, painting iron bridges, roofs, steamships,houses* 'etc., this material acts as an insul­ ator. and it is reported that it will neither crack nor blister under any known atmospheric temperature. At great heat, litho-carbtfUMjj| soften, but will not take fi^^^^H point If all that we hear o^^^^Beral lie, true, it Will form mosti widely useful substa^^^^Bs own class known.--Iron. " • ' W e a iCfaveUers are seldj lea for complaint fails they can at leas! bad food and bad we: Mr. Elson, in his ' niscences," mentions claimed against Pisa" of cities. "Why," said he, "twen I left Pisa and It was comeback, and it is rainin Mr. Elson is sarcastic; bit beyond a little faultrflndinj own account. His great t at Rotterdam. "The weather remindel home," he says. "If ever logical bureau is started in its reports will run about ••Cold and clear, followed and rainy, interspersed With showers, followed by ligty after which the weather wi changeable." Remi- ~ de- mm WHEN the short young ma to kiss the tall young woman not Kave to stoop to conquer; she likes him she is apt to S * .V' '-',1* "v