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HMRapni •Urn PLAINDEALER k,N SLYKE, Editor and Pub. iV. ILLINOIS. A LITTLE BOOK. Sirll ttttto book, 'with here nnd tnore a leef •^llfttnwd *t aonae tender i> an sago? It <«»» «ix i fc t« in*, (o fill inv soul with dmnu Sweat, "as first love. And beautiful as brietl KMC* was her glory, on this page her grief, Parte*™ have stained it; here the sunlight *'.»' 'Streams, A»J there the atari withheld from her their swrw'sought her white soul like a thief. Attdi here her name, and an I breathe the sweet, Soft, syllables, a presence in the room 8Mi • rare radiance, but I may not look; .5 yellowed 1 eaves are fluttering at my feet, tight is gone; anil I, lost in the gloom. Weep like a woman o'er thia little book I Constitution. ^ more or les-s broken, while here and there a tuft of harsh, tough grass, or j as heel stunted tree or shrub, found a hole s fast to the vine and commanded Heber, h to his feet, holding CASTLE CLIFF. \^NI wonder," iuu««d Heber "frost, $9 be settled himself more comfort­ ably in the tali, yellow grass--"I w&n<h:-s what a city is like. Streets crowded with carts and wagons, 1 suppose; shops and fine buildings, ltd hundreds of well-dressed people. Ah!" he drew a deep breath, and his eyes, fixed upon the misty peaks of the far-off hills, glowed with the light of an intense longing--"if only I could eo to a city and do some­ thing and he something! I would work night and day; and pretty soon Heber Trent would be heard of, I can tell you. If anybody should say to me, Heber, my bov, what do you fmnt most?' I should answer, 'Just a Chance, that's alL' " He raised himself upon his elbow, and a look of sadness darkened his eager face as he gazed over the rugged and desolate country. Not a dwell­ ing was visible from where he lay, not even a cultivated field. It was a wild mountain region, sparsely in­ habited by poor, ignorant people, for the most part occupying rough, I ; : on painted cottages, and winning a scanty subsistence by cutting wood in the vast pine forests, and carting or sledging it to the railroad in the valley, many miles distant. Heber, a sturdy boy of fifteen, had already hewn and sold many a cord of timber, this, with the vegetables he raised in the garden patch about ^ the cottage, had sufficed for the i < meagre wants of himself and his old •tint, with whom he lived, both his parents having died when he was . very young. He had never been to school--there was no such thing as a school within twenty miles; but hav­ ing secured a few olfi newspapers and books, be had patiently taught him- Kj self to read, and even--though in a very awkward fashion, it must be confessed--to write. Once, while at the railway station, Heber had heard a traveling musi­ cian play the violin, and thencefor­ ward it bad become the ambition ot bis life to buy an instrument and become a performer himself. He bad never possessed a penny of his own. The trifle he earned for his wood scarce su diced for the expenses of the humble household. But dur­ ing the past two or three weeks he had de voted all his leisure hours to gather­ ing nuts in the forest, which old Seth Stone, the carter, kindly sold for him at the station; so that he had already a little hoard stowed away on the rafter over bis bed. '•Anyway," said Heber, more hope- " fully; "even if I can't live in a city, f•"':•!% shall buy a violin as soon as I have / saved up enough." ; His financial calculations were in- s^ierrupted at this point by the tread Of a horse and the rattle of wheels Upon tne road which had led across fhe hill where be lay. The unusual sound caused him to sit upright and " ft are ama/edly at the approaching 1 v irehicle. It was a neat light wagon, ;W.#rawn by a handsome, spirited hors \ %uite different from the clumsy ' buck boards and lean, raw boned ani­ mals wth which the boy was tamil- ilar. Hie occupants were a gentleman, ; tSad la a gray traveling suit, and a f beautiful little girl in a Irock of fright colors, with a small blue cap V $et jauntily upon her long, rippling • fellow hair. Heber hoped the strangers would pass by without observing him; but ;i<he wagon stopped opposite where he sat, and the gentleman beckoned to him. With a feeling of shame for bis patched and frayed overalls, and rough, butternut shirt, the boy re­ luctantly arose and went to the side g jjf the wagon, pulling off his ragged Cap as the gentleman spoke to him. "How far is it to the nearest rail­ road station?" he asked. - ^ "About twelve milest" answered ipeber. i.} ' The gentleman gave a whistle of &iplismay. "And we have come nearly that distance already," he said. ' 'Are 1 jrou tired, Nettie?" J "Not a bit," replied the little girl, . • , i shaking her head and smiling. "You see," explained the gentle- inan, turning to Heber, "we missed JfJIfche only train that goes down to-day ion the other road, and as I must set in town to-night, we had to come this way." ' "You will have plenty of time," said Heber; ' the road is pretty good, and you can't lose your way." "I am very much obliged to you," said the gentleman, and he put his hand in his pocket Heber drew back. "Thank yon," he stammeted, blushing, "but 1 , couldn't take pay just for that, you know." "Will you tell me your name? said the little girl, as the gentleman gath- ered up the reins. He told her, and the next minute the wagon was mov­ ing swiftly away. The child looked back, smiled, and waved her hand. "Good-bye, Heber Trent," she called, in her sweet young voice. ' •'Good-bye, Miss Nettie," cried Heber, waving his cap in response. From the spot wheie the boy stood, the road swept in a curve along the j brow of a precipice, nearly a hundred feet in heightb, and as perpendicular as the side of a house, called Castle Cliff. From the road to the brink of the cliff, the ground, covered with long, withered grass and scattered hazel bushes, sloped gradually down­ ward. it was a dangerous place, but the few who passed that way were so >: familiar with it that no accident bad \ happened within Heber's memory: From the bottom, half-way up, the surfs, e of the precipice WJS nearly as smooth as a wall. From that point to the top, the rock was seamed and J rlc* in the crevicca Heber continued to watch the re­ treating vehicle with a feeling of re­ gret, as if he were witnessing the de­ parture of friends whom he would never meet again; when suddenly the wagon stopped, about midway across the preclp.ce, and the little girl jumped out and rnn toward the hazel bashes on the dangerous slope. "•They don't know about the eliff," mutterel Heber, anxiously, as the small bright figure flitted among ttie hazels, gathering the ripe nuts, and every moment approaching nearer to the Unseen brink. "She'll be over next. Stop! Stop!" he shouted. Then remembering that his' warning could not be heard at that distance, he started toward the spot at the top of his speed. He had not made a dozen leaps when he checked himself aud stood with horror-stricken eyes. The child, not her own length from the very edge of the precipice, was reaching up on tiptoe to grasp a tempting cluster of nuts. Suddenly her toot slipped, and, losing her balance, she fell forward, viainly clutching at the slender twigs and branches, and plunged headlong in the fearful gulf below. Heber sank to his knees and cov­ ered his face with his hands. When he raised his head again, the gentle­ man was rushing madly through the bushes toward the place where his daughter had disappeared. As the mist cleared away from his vision, the boy saw a bright object against the side of the cliff about half-way down. It was the bodv of the child, whose fall had betn arrested by some shrub or tree growing out of a cleft. Heber sprang to his feet and ran, as he bad never run before in his life. As he drew near the gentle­ man, the latter, who seemed to have almost lost his senses with griet and terror, turned toward him, wringing his hands and sobbing aloud: "My child! my little Nettie!" he cried: "she has fallen over the cliff." "Yes," answered Heber, with a shudder, "I saw it alL But wait; it may not be so bad as your think." He dropped upon his hands and knees, and, crawling to the edge of the cliff, peered cautiously over. "I was right," he exclaimed, "she hasn't fkllen to the bottom. She is lying in a stunted cedar fifty feet down. And she is alive; I see her move her arm." He sprang up and gazed at the dis­ tracted father. "We must get her up from there, somehow," he said, eagerly. "Yes, yes, " cried the gentleman. Bun for help; get ropes." "Ropes," repeated Heber, sadly. "I don't think there is a rope long enough or strong enough in the whole valley. The nearest place where we could get one is the station." "Then take the wagon and drive for your life." said Nettie's father. "Quick! quick! I'll wait here tUl you return." Heber shook his head. •'Twelve miles there and twelve miles back! It would take too long. She would fall off and be dashed to pieces, or die of frignt and hurts before I got her& No: we must try and save her ourselves." . "But how?" asked the gentleman, shaking the boy's arm in his excite­ ment. ••Let me think--let me think," mattered Heber, while his eyes wan­ dered to the horse, who, left to his own devices, had drawn the wajron off the road upon the turf, and was now nibbling at the yellow leaves of a dense ma-s of vines interlaced with the branches of a low spreading tree. Suddenly his face brightened with a glow of hope. v "I believe I've got cried. "I'm sure I have." Pulling his jackknife out of his pocket, he ran toward the clump of vines, and, after a hasty inspection, began to hack away industriously at the trunk of a wild grapevine, a foot above the around. In a few minutes he had severed it and drew out the end. •Take hold," he cried, to the gentleman, "and tug for your life, while I cut" Nettie's father obeyed, and by their united efforts it was not long before they had fully Bixty feet of the i strong, tough vine drawn out upqn the ground, and cleared of branches and creepers. 'There is our rope," declared Hjber, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, lland strong enough to hold a ton. Now, then, 1 want the reins off your horse." Inspired by the boy's cheerful en­ ergy the gentleman worked rapidly; and presently, having secured the end of the vine around a stump upon the brow of the cliff, and with the reins wound about his waist, Heber began his dangerous decent toward the cedar where the child lay. He was not blind to the fact that he was literally taking his life in his hands. A single slip, the smallest relaxation of his muscles, and he must surely be dashed to pieces. Once he glanced below, as he swung from the vine. His heart seemed to stop, and a great sick fear to sweep over his whole body; he felt that he must let go. A vast weight appeared to be dragging at his feet But somehow--he never understood it himself--he managed to summon back his coolness and courage. After that he was careful not to look downward again. Even when he was aware that he was close to Nettie he merely called to her that he was coming, without ventur­ ing to glance at her. "Lie still," he cried; "I'll be there in a minute, Nettie. Keep up your courage a little longer." "You are going to save me, Heber Trent," came the faint, childish voice from below. "I saw you com­ ing. Hurry as much as you can. I am so tired, and 1 ache so." "All right," replied Heber, cheer­ fully, 'Til have you out of there in no time. Here we are!" he said, as with a final swing and slide he i planted his feet upon the stunted i cedar. The girl lay where she had fallen, looking hp at him with a pale face, across which there were two or three streaks of blood. She tried to smile bravely, though she was evidently much burt. letting astride of the tree, Heber raised the child up and bound ber firmly to his back with the re ma. "Oh, \Heber! we shall never get up that dwfui place!" moaned Nettie. "Put wans around mi neck j To this day, if you were to ask Heber Trent how he climbed that precipice,carrying the child upon his back, he could not tell you. He has a dreamlike memory of a terrific scramble: a sensation as if his arms were being torn from their sockets; a fearful instant when, missing his foothold, he swung loon^ upon the vine, over the yawning gulf, holding himself and his precious burden by his hands alone; then the heavenly relief of the pest up.in a narrow shelf, where he crouched with thumping heart and choking breath; and last of all, the desperate struggle which landed himself and the child upon the turf, headlong in the arms of the joyful father. "Well," said Heber, as he unbound the reins and freed the child, "Net* tie is safe!" "Yes, you brave Heber!" cried Nettie, "I am all one big pain; but I should have been dead only for you, yoa noble boy!" ••That's all right," replied Heber, brusquely; "any fellow would have done as much." "Hardly," said Nettie's father. •To say nothing of your daring de­ scent of tbe cliit, your idea of using the grapevine for a rope was a stroke of real genius." "Thank you%" replied Heber, feel­ ing very much embarrassed and at the same time very happy. "1 got her up, and that's the main point. Now the next thing is to take her to a doctor as soon as you can." •True," exclaimed the father, anx­ iously, observing how pale and lan­ guid the child was; "but you will hear from us again, Trent, very shortly." "I will write you a long letter, my­ self, Heber," said the little girl, feebly waving a farewell from the wagon. "Good-bye, you dear, brave boy!" A week later the gentleman paid a visit to Heber at his home, The re­ sult of a long talk was that, a few days afterward, the boy mounted Seth Stone's buckboard on his way to tbe station. "Hear ye are goin'to leave us, lad," said tae old man. "Ves," replied Heber; "I've got my chance at last" "Make the most of it, then," said Mr. Stone; "for when ye live to be as old as I am, ye'll larn that, man or boy, your chance only comes once.'.' When we tell you that under the name of Heber Trent we have related an incident in the early life of a fam­ ous musician, you will see that he did indeed make the most of his chance.--The Independent Pneumatic Road Skates. Some time ago mention was made of an English pneumatic road skate. The India Rubber World says that this device has lately been seen in the streets of Birmingham, and judg­ ing from the admiration it excites, is not unlikely to find its way soon into all parts of England. The invention, which was patented a short time ago by a Scotch firm, is evidently derived from the old roller skate of skating- rink celebrity, but whereas the ordi­ nary roller skate has four wheels, the pneumatic skate has only twot placed in line at either extremity of tbe skates. The wheels are rather larger than those of the roller skate and in­ stead of being solid rubber are cov­ ered with pneumatic tires. The patentees claim for them that one can skate over ordinary turnpike roads with them tbe same as on Ice and even at greater speed, while at the same time they will easily ascend and descend hills. Six or seven miles an hour, however, is the maximum speea attempted in the streets of Birmingham, and that only on soft roads. An obvious advantage of the pneumatic skate over the pneumatic cycle is that punctured tires may be readily replaced, as the sxater may carry surplus tires, or even reserve wheels ready fitted, in his overcoat pocket The skates are arranged to clamp or strap on the soles of shoes like ordinary skates, but the rollers are fitted with pneumatic tires. The rollers are fitted with ball bearings and run noiselessly; the rol ers being inches in diameter, the tires * inches, and the average weight of each skate is 2| pounds. "Hiiinx Up" the Gnoita. v y., "Did you ever think why every ho^ tel othce faces tbe entrance?" queried a veteran clerk for the reception of guests, addressing a writer for the Washington News. "Well, it isn't mere accident, I can assure you, but the main idea of the arrangement is to give ample opportunity for the clerk to study the people who come Into the house. Every stranger is an understudy, and to make just one mistake in sizing* him up might ' mean serious trouble. There is the I man who should not be trusted for a I room if he is without a trunk. Then ! there is another who can stand double rates for the best rooms aud is sure to want a bath, while another will never wish to bother with such lava- j tory nonsense as can only be found in a tub. There is the man who wants the cheapest room in the house and is willing to put up with annoyance to get it Another has a literary genius and will burn gas with an open hand and you want to get him in a room with but one jet. All these peculiarities the clerk Is supposed to divine, and in order to get it 'by sight' he wants to get a view of the guest from tbe cime be enters the door till he reaches the counter, for you can tell character by a man's swing or appearance a little i^av off that could not so well be detected! when he is within a foot ot you.- Takes brains to be behind the desk?'*; Well, I just tell youvou bave it now. It does take brains and not alone a dia­ mond shirt pin, as some unsophis­ ticated people seem to think." By Proxy. Chcmois skin is one of the many things seldom met with save by proxy. Nearly all of the chamois skin in this market is make of sheep skin or goat skin from England and France. A dealer in these substi­ tutes declares that a single import­ ing house could use in one year all the true chamois skin that Switzer­ land produces in ten years. The genuine at ticle brings nearly three times the price of the substitutes. TBEKB IS one thing about a sur­ prise party: the men are invited. INDIANA WOULD DO. The Mew fork YOUTH W«M» Soon Frightened * Off by the Old BUM*. Said the drummer to the bote! clerk: "Not long since I was returning from the East over the Pennsylvania road, and on the sleeper with me was an old fellow with his wife and daughter. He was an innocent old soui, and it wasn't long after 1 met him in^the smoking compartment un­ til we were talking as old friends, and he was very confidential •' 'You see, it was this way,' fie said, after I had asked him a few leading questions. 'My wife and daughter live in Indiana on a farm, and I've been thrifty and saving, and we have got together about $25,0©Q in good money and property, and of course we air people that air folks in our neighborhood. I knowed it, and so did my wife, and after our girl was growed up it begun to look as if some of those Hoosier yaps would marry her for her money, and me nor my wife wanted any Hoosier son-ih* law unless as a last chance. " 'So last winter we took a notion go to New York City, and let Lizy-- that's our daughter--have a show in fust-class society. We had been read­ ing the papers and fashion magazines till we were posted, and we knowed we wasn t as green as some. Well, we got together enough ready money for a splurge in New Yorlc for a couple of months and went there to a hotel. The newspapers got a notice somehow that Lizy was an heiress, and it wasn't long till the young men got to coming around by degrees. " The first lot wasn't a great deal better than Indiana yaps, but at last one came that was a jim dandy. He was dressed in style from head to foot, wore a bou juet in his button­ hole and all that, and drove around in a cart I wouldn't haul my hay In, with a white fellow holding the horse that was a wooden man. He was a good talker, and after 1 got used to him I rather liked his style and tried to coax Lizy to give him a show, but somehow she was mighty indifferent, but he kept on. At last be came to see me about the case. When he had stated his business JL said to him: " 'Young man, do you Know my girl has got money?' f •• 'Yes, sir,' said he, 'but that is nothing, for I love your daughter.' •* That's right,' said I, but nowa­ days men, sir, air after money first and wives anywhere after that* " 'But not a man like I am, sir,' says he. 'I acknowledge that money is useful in matrimony, but that is only secondary.' " 'Good again,' said I, *and I like you. 1 want to say, though, that Lizy will have $25,000, and that much money would tempt most men.' " That is nothing, sir,' he said. •Why, there are people in New York who have $25,000 a month, and some $25,000 a week. So you see that $25,000 a year would not be any great inducement to me to marry your daughter if I did not love her.' "At this point JL seemed to get an idee. " 'Did you think that Lizy had $25,000 a year?' said I. •• 'I had incidentally heard 8<\ 1 believe.'#said he, very indiuerently. " 'It's a mistake,' said I, 'but of course *that makes no difference to you. She's got $25,000, or will have, for her entire fortune, and ' "But I didn't have a chance to say another word. The young man gave a. gag or two, as if he were choking, ind the next minute he grabbed up his hat and got out like Satan beatin' lan bark. "So 1 told Lizy and Lizy laughed. •• 'Pappy,' said she, 'I guess Indi­ ana is nearer our size/ and that's why we air goin' home."--New York Journal. The Art of Destruction. lift the science of destruction as re­ presented in tbe gunnery of modern times, chemical expansion is subordi­ nated to hurling projectiles with zieat velocity. Tbe larger the pro­ jectile or the greater the velocity to be aimed at, as when the object is srreat penetration, the heavier must b,i the chamber in which trie force is generated. Before the penetrative desideratum is attained a degree of *voidupois has been reached wholly out of all proportion to the practi­ calities of the case. Thus weight of missile and velocity have been oh a see-saw with weight of gun. the ad­ vance in the one necessitating an ad­ vance in the other until ttvj principal execution is in the treasury that has to, foot the bills. In th6' higher science of destruc­ tion it is proposed to do away with all intermediation of arma ment, and to smite the enemy by direct concussion. The propo sition is to destroy him literally en masse, by setting into action over and around him a series of atmos­ pheric vibrations of such Intense and forceful pressure as will at once prove wholly destructive to every form of ' animation. It is demonstrated with i the precision enforced by( mathematics j that the wholesale decimation of the enemy together with all modern re sources of equipment can be most readily effected at not to exceed i 5 per cent, of the cost Involved in the present systems. In the operation of direct concussion no local objective point need be aimed at such as an assault on a particular column or on a particular arm of the enemy's serv­ ice, as cavalry, artillery, or infantry. The several square miles on which j the enemy may be disposed it is pro­ posed to transform with the involu­ tion of general destruction. HO* Sfven to Mashing, and the men would shake their sides at coarse buffoonery. So we have the village KSrmess and the suburban fairs; the boors smoking and drinking in the wayside alehouses, and the troopers halting for refreshment and flirting with the rustic belles. Even Bemorandt, in his younger days, must be condemned as a flagrant offender against our not ions of drrenrv. There :irn. side scones and byplay in some of the best of his works which would be pro­ nounced most offensive now, were thpy not sanctified by his memory. We doubt not that Teniers and Ostade and their confreres drew shrieks of laughter by their grotesque studies of unsophisticated surgery; the boor having his tooth drawn by the blacksmith's forceps, and tbe patient being cut for the stone by the razor of the village barber.--Black­ wood's Magazine. First Prussians in Paris. r At 15 some one exclaimed: "1 do believe I see moving specks, out there beyond the gate." Up went all our glasses and there they were! We recognized more and more distinctly six horsemen coming fast, for they grew bigger and sharper as each sec­ ond passed. One seemed to be in front, the other five behind. ' As we watched eagerly, they reached the open gate, dashed through it,and the instant they were inside,the five behind spread out right aud left across the broad avenue, as if to oc­ cupy it. The one in front who, so far as we could see, had been riding until then at a canter, broke Into a hand gallop and then into a full gallop, and came tearing up the hill. As he neared us, we saw he was a hussar officer--a boy--hedid not look eighteen! He charged past us, his sword uplifted, his head thrown back, his eyes fixed straight before him, and one of us cried out: "By Jove, if that fellow's mother could see him, she'd have something to be proud of for the rest of her time!" The youngster raced on far ahead of his men, but at the Arch of Triumph the blouses faced him. So, as he would not ride them down in order to go through, (and if be had tried it he would only have broken his own neck and his horse's, too^ in the trench,) he waved his sword at them and at slackened speed passed round. We caught sight of him on the other side through the archway, his sword high up, as if he were sal­ uting the vanuuished city at his feet But he did not stop for senti­ ment He cantered on, came back, and as his five men had got up by that time, (he bad outpaced them by a couple of minutes,) he gave them orders, and off tbey went, one to each diverg­ ing avenue, and rode down it a short distance to see that all was right-- Blackwood's Magazine. COLLEGE GIRLS* FUN. London's New Home lor Nurses. American nurses will entertain envious thoughts as soon as they hear of the home for private nurses that has been established in London. Home" in this instance doesn't mean a charitable institution, but just a place where nurses may reside by payment of a moderate sum for board, and at the same time be sure of congenial companionship. The Queen says of the recreation-room in the home: "The pretty bamboo tables, with their tops and shelves covered with matting;the ornament­ al wicker chairs, some ot which are charmingly draped; the blue and gold cretonne curtains at the windows; the floor covering of decorative mat­ ting--all combine to make a delight­ ful interior, whicn is further enhanced by the wall decoration of yellow and white talc paper and blue woodwork. Against one wall stands a bookcase filled with books. Here there will be a supply of weekly pers, magazines, writing materials- and here, too, the inmates wil%Ve-j ceive their friends. Afternoon ft will be supplied for a small sum. The hall and the whole of thi fetaircase are decorated in a bright cheery style, welcome to the eye on the dark days of winter. Through­ out the walls are covered with a lovely talc paper of soft terra cotta tint, closely allied to pink, and the woodwork is white. Behind the recreation-room is the matron's own den. The walls of this specially attractive den-are blue gray, the design of the *paper being very bold and the paint of door and window frames correspond? in color with the paper. The draperies are of dark claret and blue material. The dining-room is built out at the back of the house and is large and com­ fortably furnished, and the bedrooms are all cozy. A tel sf Frenchwomen Give m Blue to the Venerable Pre*. •They may talk about the college boys and their hazings and tricks, but for real genuine fun you can't beat the college girl," said a young fresh- woman the other day to a reporter for <the New York Advertiser. "Last year--you know the men's college is right laiius; oui sCiiSIhUTy, ftftd §0 'tbey call ou us every evening--the presi­ dent made a new rule. "He declared that we must dismiss our guests at 9:30 and we decided We would not do it After a great deal of plotting and planning we hit upon a delightful plan, and it was a great success. The boys so cured a big basket and two lopes and a puliy for us, and this we hid during the day and at night far ten ed two great hooks on the sill of our study win­ dow. The boys sent up their icards in the basket and then, after inspect­ ing them with a lantern to make sure they were not burglars, we hauled them up. "But one night the grave and dig­ nified president caught us and planned a little surprise for us. He found one of the boys' cards in our rooms and placed it in the basket It worked beautifully, and we hauled him half way up before anyone thought of using the lantern. "Then Miss Flyaway held it out the window and took a peep at him. One glance at the spectacles and baldhead was enough. It was lucky for that president that we did not let him fall to tbe ground in our horror and amazement, but we held on to the ropes until we decided what to do. "We couldn't let him down again; he would only come up and catch us and we couldn't drop him, bad as he was, and we certainly didn't intend to help him carry out his plan by hauling him up, so we compromised by securing the ropes and letting him hang there In midair. "He begged and implored to be let down, offered us any bribe we could wish for and wasted more eloquence oa us in that first hour than he did during his yearly lectures. But we had no visitors that night He amused us and we wanted revenge, so we left him. "He tried to jump, to climb down the wall and up on the rope, but failed in everything. At last be howled, yelled like an» Indian, till everyone In the town was aroused, and even the boys turned out to see the terror of their worst nigntmare, crimson with rage, suspgng.^ iiynld- air Id a clothes basket • A GEORGIA SUGAR BOILIMO. Treet Wbte* A new disease is reported to have broken out in Japan. You are walk­ ing along, feeling perfectly well and suspecting no evil, when suddenly you are seized with a violent cramp. You fall -flown, experiencing, how­ ever, no particular pain, but when you have leisure to examine yourself you find, to your horror, that a slit an inch or an inch and a halt In length, and'about an inch deep, has opened in your arm or your leg., In a short time the wound begins to bleed and becomes very painful. You are in no especial danger of your life, it appears, but the mysterious wound is very difficult to cure, and you will be lucky if it heal in six months. The people naturally attribute the malady to malignant spirits, and as tbe European doctors are unable to give any more satisfactory explana­ tions of its cause, the efforts at pre­ vention are at present confined to the making of incantations, the burning of fragrant incense, and the .sacrifice of fowla These are not reported to be very efficacious. The Dutch Renaissance. • What t le Dutch most appreciated were the faithful reproductions of the familiar scenes they loved. So we have the delightful reflections of that peaceful and industrious life which has scarcely altered appreciably at the prssent day. There was a quai- corner or a canal bridge, vrtth the bright brass knockers on the house doors, the little mirrors at either side of tbe parlor windows, and tbe hay barge lying at its moorings, with the bargeman smoking on the caboose. There were the bustle in the open- air bourse and the bargaining in the open^ir fish market Then the literally realistic turned to the real- ; istically humorous. The Dutchmen I or the seventeenth century were far ;from being generally licentious, but they were gross; the matrons were Various Sources of Snffkr. The plant which supplies the most sugar for human use is the beet; next comes the sugar cane, and these t^ro excel all others. The hard maple, however, produces a large quantity of very pleasant sugar. The soft maple and the box elder produce a whiter but a poorer sugar. There are many species of palms which yield a juice almost as rich as that of the tropical sugar cane, aud much purer. Clari­ fied sugar palm sap is as clear as spring water. The wild date palm produces the most sugar. Sugar has been made from watermelons, and even from the American field corn, but not profitably. Sorghum is a most promising sugar plant It is, undoubtedly, the Northern sugar cane, and when better sugar produc­ ing varieties have been selected, the manufacture of sorghum sugar will certainly prove a large and profitable Industry. A Fuss Made About a Half Inch. A Maine man from regions where land is tolerably plenty, and an acre does not seem a very large piece, re­ cently invested in a lot in the su­ burbs of Boston, and set about grad­ ing and arranging his fences much as he would in Maine. He covered up one corner bound, and then built his fence "about" where he thought the line was. Imagine his surprise when the adjoining owner appeared in a great flutter ever his proceedings. The line was relocated by a surveyor, when it was found the Maine man's fence encroached one-half an Inch on his neighbor, and he had to set it over. As much fuss was made over it as a ten-acre piece would cause in his Maine home.--Lewiston (Ma) Jouitoal. y Tricks of Trade. As everyone knows, A. T. Stewart was a man of shrewd and original ideaa During the early days of his mercantile career, his store was situated near those of a fashionable jeweler and hatter. The canny Scotchman noticed every day that there were private carriages standing in front of these stores while tne oc­ cupants were inside, and there were seldom any in front of his store. Private carriages were conspicuous in New York at that time, for there were few of them. Stewart wanted them to stand in front of his place as an advertisement It would give the impression that the occupants, who represented the wealth of New York, were inside buying goods. He bit upon a scheme that kept a row of private carriages in froi>t of his store all day. He paid the driver of each carriage a shilling a day to drive up to his door and wait there until they were wanted. A Youthftel Liojrician. A certain kittle girl from whom the ^Listener sometimes hears is evidently going to be a great logician. When she was called upon at school the other day to recite a verse from the beautitudes she responded with, "Blessed are the dressmakers, for they shall see God." "But, my dear girl," exclaimed the teacher, "it is not 'dressmakers!- it is •peace­ makers.'" "Well," the child an­ swered--stoutly, "my mother has a dressmaker, and she makes dresses out of pieces!"--Boston Transcript Irish Wit. , , AA irishman one day walked Into a druggist's shop, and, picking up a bottle from the counter, said he wanted one that size. How much would it be? He was told the price would be one penny, but he could have the bottle for nothing if he had something in it The Irishman thought for a moment, and said: ":;h, thanks, then I will take cork!" The druggist was so amused at Lis cuteness, that, fitting a cork, he made him a present of the bottle. 8imple Charm* of m fiaatio • the Native* Bind FnU of S When the frosts begin to leaves the young people of Georgia are on the alert for n«H^| the first sugar boiling. Many a*W, straw ride is arranged and pUaw* tionsfar and near are visited, for oft distance is too great and no roads to^T i' iV«' Oi ii jplvilitUi so peculiarly their own. X- To a Northerner the scene has all the charm of novelty. Great stacki of sugar cane are piled round a grinds . - * • ing mill, which is propelled by horsf, power and fed by a couple of negroel; who, with great rapidity, handle tha long stalks, which are quickly crashed to pieces, the juice escaping throofb a narrow channel into large barr»jft> prepared for it. This iulee of a stcklS; greenish color and to a Yankee taste* as sickly as it looks, but the native* consider it nectar fit for the god^ and their liking for it is stongly ig- evidence as gobletful after gobletfud disappears. A few yards distant from the mill is an immense caldron^ under which a great tire is kept buro-S mg. into this juice is poured, anil after about three hours boiling it fl| run off into a trough, a rich brow# syrup It is at night tbe scene assumes it§ most interesting aspect The sur* rounding darkness is intensified bp the deep glow of the oak fire, which throws fantastic shadows and gives a' weird look to the figures of th|k negroes, who hoyer around like uq- canny spirits. ^ Tne presiding genius of the caldroll on one plantation was a coal black African, whose grotesque appearand* was heightened by a peculiar head­ gear made of carpet As, armed witlt a long handled ladle, he stirred th* foaming syrup, which spluttered an& hissed and leaped in brown cata#? acts, one could almost imagine him g* wizard of fairy lore, muttering fierap incantations over some deadly potion. A torch, dimly seen through cloudji of vapor, cast a feeble light on thp boiler and lent an additional Strang#" ness to the scene As soon as the syrup is run off thi* visitors cluster round the trough lilrif bees round a honey pot Each has £ paddle," which is a strip of can# bark, and all scoop up the rich ye£ low foam which floats on top of tha syrup. Unlike the juice, the foam wins its way into favor at once, an& very ridiculous it Is to see the dain* tiest damsel contentedly sipping oiffc of a trough with twenty or thirty people and enjoying every sip which finds its way to her little red moutl£' The skimmings of the syrup actip put into a barrel. About the thira day fermentation begins, and the re­ sult is cane beer, a very be verage. - • - A New Form ot Hash. How to get rid of scraps of meal and small amounts of food that will t accumulate in the refrigerator, waf solved by my John, when I was too ill to be out of my bed, and had no help. He brought me a small amount * of a very appetising dish, and when I insisted on knowing what it walp he said, "Norwegian hash," and so we have called it ever since. As tb| receipt differ^ according to what * have on hand, I tell you how I madtt it last week. I had a little roast meat and some gravy, a mutton chopt a slice of fried liver, two links of smoked sausage, one Hamburg meat bail, some potato that had been frleii raw, tttree "boiled potatoes, one sweet one, about two do.ieu Lima bean% . and a tomato. I ground them all through my meat grinder, adding an onion, salt, and pepper to tastfr Make it up in any shape you please-#; round cakes, croquettes, cylinder# Whatever 1 happen to have I use* but always trying to have some t6» matoes and some smoked meat, suclt as a little ham or dried beef, if I do not have gravy, I make a little white sauce with butter and flour, and add enough to make them hold together. If i want them very nice I dip them in egg and bread crumbs, and fry them as 1 would croquette*. I have never had any one taste them and not like them, and they are never twici «litee, its one never has just the same left-overs. Scraps af* < not inviting warmed over by thei|fe> selves, but will make the foundation of a good meal if used In this way. Housekeeper's Weekly. * Coffee as a Disinfectant* f- Numerous experiments with roasted coffee prove that it is the most now* erful means not only for rendering animal and vegetable effluvia innocu­ ous, but of actually destroying them. A room in which meat in an ad­ vanced degree of decomposition had beeh kept for some time, was instant­ ly deprived of all smell on an open coffee roaster being carried through it containing a pound of coffee ncwljr roasted. In another room exDosed to the effluvium occasioned by the cleaning out of the dung pit so that sulphurated hydrogen and ammonia ii great quantities could be chemically detected, the stench was completely removed in half a minute on the em­ ployment of three ounces of fre4h i roasted coffee, while the other part* of the house were prematurely cleared of tbe smell by being simply tra­ versed with the coffee roaster, al­ though the cleansing of the dung pif continued for several hours after. * The best mode of using the coffee as ,. a disinfectant is to dry the raw beaii^l., pound in a mortar and then roapt ^ the powder on a moderately heated iron plate until it assumes a daifc brown tint, when it is fit to usi. Then sprinkle it in sinks or cess­ pools, or lay it on a plate in the room which you wish to have purified. . Coffee acid or coffee oil acts moca r e a d i l y i n m i n u t e n n n n t l t l i t % ' • j r i g chants' Review. f ^ ^ % 1 >ii Cinnamon as an Antiseptic. "No living germ of disease can re­ sist the antiseptic power of essenee of cinnamon for more than a few hours," is the conclusion announced as the result of prolonged research and experiment in M. Pasteur's laboratory. It is said to destroy mi­ crobes as effectively, if not as rapidly, as Corrosive sublimate. w- ' Nell's Observation**-"'"","'; Little Nell, dining with the grown­ up members ot tbe family, gazes con­ templatively at each one in turn, then remarks slowly: "All the ladies has they bangs over they noses and all the gentlemen has they bangs un­ der they noses."--Harper's Bazar. . . ir A Woman Wood Carver. Miss Brown of Pittsfield, Mass., I* j making a fortune us a wood carveiy or wood sculptor, as it is proper now to call the artist who works in that material, in the first pla e, she had a natural adaptation for the world In the next place, she trained her­ self ;is thoroughly as a sculptor to marble or a painter ever did by pa. tient study and practice for yeahfc Then her shrewd business instindts led her to make tbe acquaintance of the wealthy city people who weca building splendid summer residences in the Berkshire Hills. She is oc­ cupied from year to year in carvite and decbratlng the interiots of tbiW*' mansion* \ r-> "spA ispSr'rfa mm* 9 • - ./ . .. -