VASSAR PIE. Give me a spoon of oleo, ma, And the sodium alkali, For I'm going to make a pie, mamma, I'm going to m;fke a pie. For John will be hungry and tired, ma, I And hfs tissues will decompose; , Bo give me a gramme of phosphate, And the carbon and cellulose. Row- give me ;a chunk- of easeine, ma, To shorten tffe thermic fat; 'And hand me the oxygon-bottle, ma, And look at the thermostat; . And if the electric oven's cold, Just turn it on half an ohm, For I want to have supper ready As soon .as John comes home. Now pass me the neutral dope, mamma, And rotate the mixing machine. . But give me the sterilized water first And the oleomargarine, And the phosphate, too, for now I think, The new type-writer's quit. And John will need more phosphate food To help his brain a bit, --Chicago News. A WESTERN WOOING. PEOPLE bad become rather tired of the romance. Perhaps in part because it had ceased to be ro- niantic. When first Andulasia Steb- bins had came out from Illinois to live with her^aaother and stepfather on the Nebraska prairie it was considered' by the neighboring farmer folk quite prop er,/probable, and desirable that Ira Harris, whose half:seo"tioii joined that •of her relatives, should fall in love with her--which he promptly did. Ira was 30, stout, stolid, loutish, tnethodial. He was a successful man. This is hardly to be explained of a person with the characteristics men tioned unless one includes selfishness. To be supremelv selfish is so frequent ly to be successful. At the time of their meeting Xudulasia was 27. There are women of 27 and women of 27. She was one of the latter. With her square figure, her unequivocal complexion, hcr;i dull brown hair, and her calculating eyes she looked her years. One would never excuse her mistakes on the ground of immaturity. One could aev- er condone them on that of imptlse. Indeed, to attribute to her certain er rors would be subtle flattery. She was not the kipd of a woman who is ordi narily subjected to temptation. Harris, however, accepted her pro pmquitv and her affection much as he accepted the drought or the price of bogs. He was wiling she should de-< cline the company of other men on his account. He reasoned that if her step father, old man Solveriny, were to clear off the mortgage on his place and,die, and if the two sickly young SolveriUys died also, she would be wealthy in her own right, as wealth ; estimated in the Philistine West Consequently it might prove a prudent proceeding to wait for Aadulasia. So he waited. A year after their acquaintance be gan he gave her an inkling of his sen timents. Her concurrence with his views was almost ..pathetic. It was alert, reciprocal, conclusive. vMatri mony at some indefinite date they might look forward to. Such an indis cretion at the present time would be a tremendous mistake. "Of course, Ira," she said, "land's land. And if my stepfather and your mother--who is mighty feeble, I no tice--and the twins don't die there won't be any land for us worth men tioning, much less a-marryin' on." Nevertheless she felt as the years, two, three, four passed, that her ac ceptance of his suggestion had been a trifle overemphatic and unconsidered. Fate, she could not inj justice rail against.. One of the twins succumbed to ivy poisoning. The other, a few months later, was run down by the train. Andulasia's stepfather went the •way of the apoplectic, and Ira's moth er, with utter disregard for the sensa tion she might have caused, slipped from life in the most meek, genteel and unimpressive manner imaginable. 'Then there was only Ira on one farm, and Andulasia and her mother on the •other. No apparent obstacle inter vened. Still Ira did not speak, and it •was seven years since Andulasia had •come from Illinois. He frequently vis ited her, helped her, and deferred to feer. He carried her butter and eggs into town and "traded" them; when the fircus was at the county seat, he drove jier there; he took her into the side show where the fat woman was on ex hibition; he bought her pink lemonade, and peanuts, and hot candy made on the grounds. ® He escorted her to the .•tnerry-go-rouritl at Mahaska and rode side by side with her on the spotted ••ponies. He drove her into town twice • a week. They attended prayer meet- ling together. They both professed re- tligion at the revival. He bought eleven tickets for her crazy quilt raffle. He "was in all things hei- constant and de pendable cavalier, but he never once mentioned marriage--never once. In this manner eight more years passed. She was 42. He was 45. He was stouter, . more stolid. She had some wrinkles, gold fillings in her teeth, a reputation for irascibility-- also a comfortable bank account. "• The two continued to drive across the majestic prairies in ail kinds of marvelous nights and days. But -the prose of life had so eaten into their hearts they saw nothing of the beauty surrounding'them, heard none of Na ture's music. For them there was no charm in the blossoming miracle of dawn, the yellow sweep of the ripe •corn, the. translucence of the moon light, the blue infinity of space, the meadowlark's gay. vest, the fugitive radiance on the bluffs, the restless shiv er of the cottonwoods, the ocean shad ows of the wheat, the swiftness of the gopher, the snow of wild plum blooms by the creek, the rank and file of gold- enrod flanking the dusty roads. And they pever heard the pattering flight of the quail, nor the swallow's swerving wing, nor the scurry of the rabbit, nor the murmur Of the maples, nor the rus tle of the sunflowers, nor the first' crackle of-the frost, nor the breaking of the ice, nor the gossip of the wild grass, never--never. » Theirs were the years the majority of prairie people know. Always vague, unrestful, apprehensive, material. Nev er gay, never educational, If hopeful, elated; if despairing, sullen; if con tented, bovlrfe. It is rather hard to be 5 philosophical in a country the condi tions of which one day promise pros perity and leisure, and after the next hail or wind storm express starvation. ' One day Ira brought Andulasia a let ter. It was from her mother's brother " wKo Ilvecl In Iowa. He was dying, fie wished to see her/ She handed Ira the letter; "Shall I go?" she asked. _ - Harris deliberated. ' Has he mon ey?" he questioned, . "YOB." "Then go." r T_-- - He saw her off--the-next day. . She wore a new dress that didii't fit in the back. The skirt was too short at the sides. Her shoes were adusty. The* heat had taken the curl out of her bangs. She had forgotten to bring the piece of chamois skin with the powder on, it, which she was in the habit of using surreptitiously.' Her nose shone as if polished. She wore kid gloves which were too large. The train was late. As they walked up and down the platform she talked to Ira steadily and monotonously. She warned him about the brindle cow, and advised him concerning a piece of his fence which needed repairing. He heard her, but all the time he was watching a girl who played with the agent's children in a green patch near the statij&p. She was a little blonde sprite wuo had come from Omaha to visit the agent's wife. , v "Of course," he said. - "And you' won't forget about the chopped feed?" • -f • " . He gave her an intense glance. "How could I?" / .. • " • ' "You'll see that Star gets well wa tered?" •.,„•• / •'"' , -• . . "I'll attend to it" "You'll bare Alvy Markham pu", pursley for the young pigs?" "I will." "And--O yes! If mother seems to feel another fit coniing on you'll get her a bottle of Indian relief cure at the drug store." He assured her he would. And all the time he was thinking what a won derful way her hair curled about her temples--not Andulasia's. And hew slim her waist was--not Andu lasia's. And how pretty were the twinkling feet in the tan slippers--not Andulasia's. How fluffy and blue her gown was--and how deliciously merry her laugh rang out And neither gown nor laugh was An dulasia's. The train steamed in. Andulasia went away. Ira did not kiss her. She was relieved--and disappointed. The conductor and- the train boy might have laughed. But. then he should have cared enough to risk that When the train had pulled out and was well around the bend Harris, who had lingered on the platform, asked the agent to introduce him to his vis itor. The agent.did so. ' Harris joined in the games of the children. He made himself clumsily delightful. Soda water was unknown in that particular small, town, but Ira did the next best thing. He bought bananas and chocolate drops with a reckless liberality which would have made the absent Andulasia doubt his sanity could she but have been aware of his behavior. He came to the depot the next day, the next, and the next The little vis itor with the flax-flower eyes and yel low hair smiled divinely. "The children," she confided to the agent's wife, "are having such a good time. It is all great fun." She even thought it was great fun when she went buggy riding with Mr. Harris. "Take me pas£ your farm," she com manded. He grew red with ecstasy at the re quest He explained apologetically many conditions of his property as they drove by. "When I'm married," he announced with much determination, "I intend to live in town." "I have heard," she ventured inno cently. "that there is no house vacant in town." "I shall build one," he declared. Three weeks passed--four. Harris had several letters 'from Iowa. The contents of the letters were chiefly rela tive to hogs, and pasturage, and baled hay. and discounts. Ira did not actual ly dread Andulasia's return, but he would have preferred to postpone it indefinitely. To be sure they*had con sidered the possibility of an engage ment once, but he had never been really engaged to her. He never could be now. It was only right she should understand that. She was a sensible woman. She would understand that in such a matter a man had a right to please himself. As for Alys, was there ever such an eye, such a hand, such a voice, such a foot, such a smile? To be sure he had once met Alys walking home from church with the lumberman. But then the lumberman was only young and good-looking. It was well known he was conducting the yard for an East ern firm on a salary. To compare Vail to him--Harris--who was so „_"well fixed!" There could be no comparison. One evening in late summer, when Ira was jogging into town, he settled mentally all minor matters to his sat isfaction. He decided to whom he wouljl rent his farm, the kind of a house he would build in town, the di rection his wedding journey would take, the brotherly letter he would leave for Andulasia, and the invitation he would send the lumberman to be present at his wedding. "Poor devil!" he concluded commis- eratingly, "it will be tough, but he will have to stand it." He dismounted at the postoffice, which was also the general store and tin shop. There was a letter for him-- a letter from Andulasia. "Dear Ira: Things is all upset. Un cle Jake died a week ago. They can't find no will, and I'm tired waiting for dead men's stockings. Meet me night after to-morrer. Your "ANDULASIA STEBBINS." Harris smiled curiously as he stuffed the letter in his pocket. He was think ing of the little Omaha girl. The next night Andulasia arrived. She was fat ter than ever. Her Eton suit was crumpled. She wore a shirt waist. It Was voluminous and not immaculate. "Well, it's you, Ira? I'm clean beat Put them things in the buggy, while I get some sody and yeast up-town." "Up-town." „ Miss Stebbins learned several things, chief of which was that Ira Harris had transferred his affec tions to Miss Alys Lane. "I hear you reckon to marry Miss Lane." , " Her composure, the loss of her ex pected fortune, the witchery of Alys, all gave Harris courage. "I--I was figgerin' spine on It," he avowed. , • • ./ \ He drove Andulasia to her home. bnt she did not again broach the sub ject. : • " He went back to town that evening. He met Aly»?at an ice cream sociable. He gained grace of heart and proposed. She laughed gently. i "I am honored, Mr. ' Harris, of course*" she said. "But I always sup posed you were engaged tp Miss Steb bins. . I, am to marry Mr. Vail at Chrfet- mas."v' j'- ' •.*,•.• The following evening, Ira, feeling exceedingly depressed, went to call on Andulasia. He found her talking with a brother farmer, a widower "with three children. He asked tQspeak to her a moment, alone," "Fact is, Andulasia," he said, "it's you I want I fancied for awhile I'd like that silly little thing. I must have been kind of liypternized. I'm sure now it's you I want" Andulasia smiled--a peculiar smile. "Pye just promised to marry Mr. Mnggs. He asked me last night before he found out what you know." "What I know? Andulasia!" "Yes. The news-that come in on the noon train about the will beiu' found, and me getting §7,000, and " o "Andulasia!" ^ /" What a fine woman she was! Why had he never noticed that fact before? "It's true," she "declared triumphant ly. "But," he fairly howled, "I've been meaning for fifteen years to marry you, Andulasia!" - . 0 "Then, why didn't you?" inquired Andulasia. \ • He remembered some lines he had once read. It would be quite safe to repeat them as original, for Andulasia never read anything. "I feared my fate too much," he pro tested, striking his breast dramatical ly, "and my deserts was too small!" He did not impress Andulasia. She turned scornfully away to where Mr. Mnggs waited. "Go back," she counseled, "to that yeller-haired girl at the depot." He did go back, but not to the depot. "Eh?" said the salooukeeper. "We don't often see you, Mr. Harris." "No. But I feel to-night as if«I'd got a chill. I'll take some straight"--Chi cago Tribune. Bathing in the Sea. The season when the seaside will be the resort of most who are not absolute ly indigent is within measureable dis tance. It is interesting to note in this connection, says Science Sittings, that sea bathing had its origin in England before 1750, when Dr. Richard Russell published his treatise on the virtues of sea water. The healing virtues of the sea bath were not understood, nor was the practice of sea bathing generally resorted to. There seems to have ex isted a horror of^the sea; indeed, ip mediaeval times a compulsory dip in its waters was a sentence often passed on the public offender. In the earlier decades of last century Western Eu rope suffered heavily under "king's evil," the popular name for that tuber culous affection which scourged all classes from peer to peasant Dr. Rus sell, a Sussex practitioner, had pbserv- ed that dwellers on the coast used to drink of the sea water, bathe in it, even wash their sores in it, and bind Uiem up with seaweed. Having satisfied himself as to the efficacy of the prac tice, lie began to prescribe it foT his patients, with most satisfactory results. His treatise resulted in our coasts be coming largely patronized by the ail ing,' and' the demand for seaside lodg ings was soon a growing quantity. This gradually spread to the continent Then people commenced to see that fresh water was a good thing, and the vital importance of the skin as an excretor of waste and greatly emphasized some what later (in 1834), when the morning "tub" was instituted, and has since acquired a world-wide reputation. No Use for Leeches. "What's good for a black eye?" asked a tough-looking young man of a Michi gan avenue druggist the other evening. "Leeches are considered first-rate," replied the druggist, "but where is the black e$'e?" "I'll come later on--in about an hour from now. I'm hunting a fellow down to lick turn and I thought I'd have things all fixed if I got a black eye. I'll probably drop in about 10 o'clock." "All right--come any time." At 10:30 the youug man returned and after a glance at him the druggist said: "So you didn't find your man?" "Yes I did," was the reply. "But you didn't have a fight?" "Yes I did." "Well, he didn't black your eye, any how." "No, he didn't black my eye, but look here!" He held out five teeth which had been knocked out of his mouth, and his whole face wore a look of disgust as he pawed them over with his finger and contin ued: "I don't know much about leeches, but I'll bet dollars' to cents that they can't put these things back in my jaw! Guess the man I want to see is either a shoemaker or dentist!"--Detroit Free Press. WISCONSIN CHEESE. How the fcirat Shipper Got the Freight Rate Lowered. Bx-Gov. Hoard stood on the Diatforvn It Green Bay last Friday iteming^ wait ing for the train which would^bear him home to the flattering reception ar ranged by his neighbors because of his election as department comnwiujer of the Gi'and Army of the Republic, says the Milwaukee Journal. His gaze wan dered off across the yard until it light ed upon a train 6f refrigerator cars standing on a side track. "What 9 great business it is getting to be, this refrigerator business," said he reflec- tlvelyr~"and it has all growfi up. in a few years. I brought the first cefrig- erator car into Wisconsin about twenty years ago, and now there are hundreds of them crossing the State every,day. The first one came to Watertown after cheese; now they carry fruits, nieats and other things besides our dairy pro ducts. I often think of that trip to Chicago which resulted in getting the first refrigerator car to load with Wis consin cheese. The cheese product of the State was at that, time 3,000,000, but we had. to pay 2% cents freight on every pound sent to New York. That rate made the business languish be cause it ate up the profits, and I finally started out to see what could be done to reduce it, and to get refrigerator cars to ship in. It was a very weary and discouraging job.. From office to office I went without getting any en couragement; some would think of the, matter and let lis know; others were curt and even discourteous, and my heart got heavier ana heavier as the chances for success thus diminished. At last I came to the office of the Star line, the last on the list. Here I must get what I wanted or go home without it. I entered the office with fear and trembling, so much depended upon the result of my application. The agent, kind old Mr. , turned in his chair from his desk as I entered. With the air of a very busy man he spoke short and sharp, but yet kindly: 'Well, sir, who are you and whom do you repre sent?' 'I am the secretary of the Wis consin Dairymen's Association and of the Wisconsin and Fort Atkinson dairy boards of trade,' I replied. 'I represent 3,000,000 pounds of cheese, and I want a 1-cent rate to New York and a refrig erator car at Watertown next Wednes day morning to load with cheese.' 'Well, sir, if you represent 3,000,000 pounds of cheese you can have any thing you want in that line; the rate is made; the car will be there,-and I will' be with it' And he was there accord ing to promise. That gave the impetus to the business, and the dairy industry has come to be what it is. A short time ago I talked with an official of the Pennsylvania Railroad Company, which caries the most of our dairy pro duct to the East. ' He said that his company had made millions of dollars <aut of the traffic, which had its birth with that first refrigerator of the Star line which came ̂ o Watertown after a load of cheese." No Feather's There. A policeman who was making his way up an alley off Calhoun street stopped to look over a fence where a colored man was splitting wood. Noth ing was said by either for a time, but the colored man finally queried: "Doan' find no nuisances in dis yere ya'd, I reckon?" "I wasn't looking for nuisances," re plied the officer. "A man down here lost seven chickens last night." "Seben chickens--liu!" "Yes, seven large, fat and juicy chick ens." "Sum one riz 'em right off de roost, I reckon?" "Yes." "An' dun cla'r off wid all dat poul try ?" "Yes." "Hu! Yum--yum! Dat accounts fur it!" "Accounts for what?" asked the offi cer. "Fur yo'r lookin' into dis back ya'd I kno\vs what yo' was lookin' fur--fur chicken fodders!" "Well?" "Well, jist lemme told yo' sunthin". In de fust place I> was laid up wid a chill an' couldn't hev gone out had I dun wanted to, an' in de next place if I had absquatulated dat poultry my twenty ya'rs 'speerience in de bizness would hev made me put dem fedders an' heads an' feet whar de hull crea- shun couldn't find 'em in a week's hunt. No, sail--no, sail--yo' needn't reckon to elucidate no asperity by look- in' obed de elongated back fence of de undersigned .'"--Free Press. well in.a territory that h©d never been tested for oil.; . He was keeping the fact a profound secret, in order thatT in case he got a good well, he "might without difficulty secure all the leases hV desired in the vicinity. He was oh the ground him self, watching with great interest the indications. Everything pointed to success., Two days beforethe well was expect ed to "come in," he was unfortunately called home. Anxious about the result, he arranged with his contractor to tel egraph him as soon as the drill reached the sand. He knew, however, that se crets will sometimes leak out of a tele graph office, and so lie told the driller that the1 sentence, "Pine trees grow fall," would mean that ho had struck oil. The driller seemed to understand the matter, and promised to do as he was ordered. . ' The mingled satisfaction and vexa tion of the producer may be imagined when, two days later, he received the following telegram: "Pine trees grow tall. She's squirting clean over the derrick." His hope that he Should have no cote* petitors for leases was disappointed.-- Yopth'S Companion. . CAPE HORN'S TERRIBLE GALES. A New Version. Oh, Georgy State is the land o' peaches- Jest don't care how the screech ow< screeches-- Look away, « Look away down Soath ia Georgy! From fat old Fulton,Way past Fannin, Peaches gettin' ripe for eannin'-- Look away, Look away, t Look away down South in Georgy! We'll all jest roll in lots o' money, Jugs chuck full o' peach an' honey-- Look away, Look away, » Look away down South in Georgy! Oh, Georgy State was the land o' cotton, 'But,the.peach crop" come, an' the rest'* forgotten-- Look away, Look away, . Look away down South in Georgy! --Atlanta Constitution. Mrs. Newriche (patronizingly)--Were any of your ancestors men of note, Mr. Cynic? Mr. C.--Yes, madam, I shofild say so. One of them was the"-most fa mous admiral of his day, and com manded the allied forces of the world. Mrs. N. (with an altered tone of deep respect)--Is it possible, Mr. C. ? And wha't 'was hisnafiie? "Noah, madam." --Life. . . A Curious Home. At the intersections of streets where electric arc lamps are hung is a curi ous bit of city bird life. The lights are covered by big metal cones, inside of which a board crosses holding the bar that suspends the lamp. One day the man who replenishes the lights with carbons, lowered the lamp to the street. While lie was putting in the carbons a hen sparrow flew about his head chirping angrily. A crowd was attracted by the novel sight and when the people got near enough they saw the sparrow's nest on the board inside the cone and in it three young birds with gaping red mouths. The lamp man attended to his business as though it were nothing strange. "Is that a sparrow's nest?" asked the man who was always wanting to know. "No, it's a man in swimming,"..replied the lamp man, sarcastically, for he had evidently answered the question be fore. Later he said that almost every lamp cone in town had a sparrow's nest in side it At first the lampmen tore them out whenever found, but the sparrows would rebuild the nest in a day or two and the men gave it up and let them remain. The sparrows find a high, swinging, airy home in the cones safe from cats and bad boys.--Kansas City Star. Disastrous Experience of" a British Ship Which Took That Hou'te. The British ship Speke, which left Antwerp .334 days ago for San Fran cisco, ended her voyage recently, and from the reports of her crew it was one of the most unlucky voyages around Cape Horn that have been undertaken for many monthSu The vessel Sailed on June 10, 1894, and all went well un til Aug. 22, when the vessel was al most within sight of Cape Horn. On that day a gale that had been blowing all the preceding day increased^ to a hurricane. Several of the lighter sails were blown to ribbons, and the first mate, J. Bruton, Went aloft with the men to assist in replacing them. While he was in the forerigging the ship gave a lurch as a great wave broke on deck, and about the same instant a dark body was seen to fall from the yard of the foremast through the flying spray and sink into the sea. It was the first mate who went overboard and was never seen again. It was impossible to make any attempt to save the drowning man. A seaman named Denerice was badly bruised by being knocked about the deck, and several others were laid up from bruises received the same way. The next day the gale moderated some what, but a heavy cross sea was run ning and the ship labored heavily. The relieving tackles on the tiller were car ried away and the next wave that broke on the deck washed away the midship steering gear. Some new sails were set, but they were blown away again, and the vessel rolled and pitched at the mercy of the storm. Then came a week of moderate weather and advantage was taken of it to tnake repairs. On Sept. 7 the vessel passed Cape Horn, and five days later, after weath ering a succession of gales, another hur ricane was encountered.' The first blast of the storm threw the ship on her beam ends and the sea made a complete breach over the hull, washing the deck clear. The rush of the tremendous body of water over the decks worked havoc among the rigging, and the masts swayed and tottered as though about to fall. One of the seamen named J. Auger was assisting in furling the miz- zeu topsail when the crash came on the deck. The shock was felt so strongly aloft that he was tWiaken from his perch and fell into the sea. He made a struggle to swim after the vessel, but nothing could be done to save him and he was drowned. He was only 20 years of age and a native of France. For nearly ten days the hurricane continued without intermission, and during that time the vessel drifted back nearly to the cape again: Then qame a day of fair weather, but the next morning saw the storm in all its fury again. The seas once more were wash ing over the vessel, and one wave larger than the rest swept over the bul warks, smashing in the door of the fore castle and flooding the quarters of the men. As it went aft it took off the -sky light of the cabin, filling the rooms of the officers with water and damaging a quantity of provisions in the store rooms. Many more sails were blown away, and the men of the crew were so knocked about by~the storm and roll ing of the ship that only nine were fit for duty by the time the storm subsided. The moderate weather was only for a few days, when it seemed that the storm had gathered all its forces for a tiual effort to wreck the vessel. All of Sept. 27 the hurricane was more severe than any of the previous days, and the seas rose almost like mountains. Dur ing the height of the tempest the mid ship wheel rudder chain parted. At the same time the relieving tackles parted again, and the rudder was almost use less. Npthliig could be done to steer the vessel while the storm lasted, and in that time she got broadside to the seas. At times it seemed that the ves sel would roll completely over. Then the ca{-go began to move to starboard and by the time the rudder chains were temporarily repaired the vessel had a heavy list It was impossible to get the steering gear in repair so that it could be depended upon, and the vessel was headed for the Falkland Islands! It took nearly five months at Stanley to make repairs, and on Feb. 7 last she sailed again. She had fair but variable weather until within 500 miles of port, when a streak of calms was encounter ed, and it took her twenty-two days to make port. She sailed in through the Heads, with every piece of canvas she could carry set and made a grand cir cle to an anchorage off Alcatraz Island. SINK IN GENOA G€LF. ONE HUNDRED AND FORTY: EIGHT ARE: DROWNED. Fatal ^Collison of Steamers--Pasaen* Iters Caught Asleep -- Catastrophe Due to a Heavy Foe--Killed at a -Crossing-- Plot to Overthrow Hawaii. Go Sown to Death. Death came swiftly Sunday morning to 148 passengers and crew of the steamer Maria P., froth' Nttplps to La Plata, and about to'touch at- Genoa. The Maria P. was sunk by collision with the steamer Ortigia, out-bound. The scene of this, the most terrible disaster known to the waters of the Gulf of Genoa, was just off the light-house of the Molo Nuovo, at tho entrance to the harbor of Genoa. A dense fog had prevailed over the harbor all night. Botli vessels were running at full speed, and the sinking of the Maria P. was but the incidentof a moment. Boats from the Ortigia were immediately put out, but only succeeded in rescuing fortyr two of the people of the unfortunate boat. When there was no longer use for search the Ortigia steamed slowly back to* th^ city for repairs and to deliver the survi vors to the authorities. It was full noon when Genoa learned of the catastrophe, which crpwded the quays, with people and filled the churches with kneeling people offering prayers /for the '.dpad. The list of the drowVied lUis not been secured. The, Maria f\ was 'a coasting vessel used in the. South American trade. La Plata, on the Magdalena River in the United States of Colombia, was .the cus tomary end of her journey. • She was owned in Naples and her captain's name was Ferrara. The steamer always touched at Genoa, for that port is tho chief outlet via the Mediterranean for the manufacturers of Northern Italy and Switzerland. The harbor of Genoa is considered one of the finest on the con tinent and is under full government su pervision. " It was 1:30 when the Molo Nuovo was rounded under high speed. The pilot, straining his eyes to pierce the darkness ahead, caught a faint glimpse of dim lights. This was the first warning of the proximity of the Ortigia to the Maria P. There Was a wild scream from the pilot, which those passengers awake and the lookout heard. The engineers were sig naled to reverse, but it was too late. The bow of the Ortigia crashed into the star board side of the Maria P., penetrating for nearly forty feet and tearing up the decks as if they were paper. Almost in stantly after the collision the Ortigia withdrew, and the water rushed in, sink ing tho Maria P. in three minutes. No one can tell, not even the survivors, what happened on tlie decks and in the cabins of the Maria I'. after the frightful sfyock. She sank so quickly that those asleep never knew how death came to them, while those awake, crow and pas- sengers* found "themselves struggling for life in the waters of the gulf. Although the bow of the Ortigia was smashed for a distance of twelve feet along the water line, her officers held her at the scene ot the disaster for six hours, while her boats searched the waters, res cuing fourteen of the crew and twenty- eight of the passengers. PLOT TO OVERTHROW HAWAII. United States Authorities Receive Startling Information. The customs authorities of the Tuget Sound district have been instructed by the government to keep a sharp lookout for filibustering parties fitting out for the Hawaiian Islands. A few days ago it was reported vessels were openly loading and freighting to the islands munitions of war. Orders have now been issued to closely watch and search all vessels bound to the South Sea for arms. It is believed a large quantity of arms and ammunition have been smuggled into Hawaii from Puget Sound. It is posi tively known that secret -agents of tho royalists dispatched one small consign ment to the islands last October. One source of information says an uprising is planned to commence Sept. 1, and that 4,200 men will be in readiness to bear arms against the government. The in surgents, after being repeatedly drilled in Southern California, expect Jto get their stores and assistance from Puget Sound. FOUR KILLED AT A CROSSING. When we look at some Imeu who say they were sent to save the world, we can't help laughing.. Peculiar Cipher. A cipher is a- means of communica tion in which ^vords or combinations of words have a peculiar significance, known only to the parties interested. It is of value in two ways. First, by its use important information can be transmitted secretly. Secondly, in. tel egraphing, much money is saved by the use of single words which mean whole sentences. But that the use of a cipher requires judgment is illustrated by the following incident: • A few years ago a prominent oil-pro^ ducer of Pittsburg was putting down what is known as a "wild-ca^" that Is, p, A Model Fruit Farm. One of the most beautiful country places of the Salt river is "La eta Place," on the Cave Creek road, four, miles north of Phoenix, Ariz. Henry Grow, the owner, with his estimable wife, has devoted mtich time and no little capital to its improvement, and of the result they may well be proud. At present they are devoting the ener gies of the ranch force to,the picking of royal apeicots, fifteen tons of which will soon be dried and ready for ship ment. On the farm are thirty acres of nfjiyal oranges, doing as well as oranges ev%* aid, A novel sight is comprised in three trees that, Mr. Crow did not pick last fall, but which are reserved for the inspection of visitors, with tho golden globe still hanging thiqkly with the dark green of the foliage. There call be no courage without a true understanding of danger. , Struck by a Fitchburg Express Near W.illiamstown, Mass. Four men were instantly killed while crossing the Fitchburg Railroad track about two miles from Williamstown, Mass. A party of six men were riding in a two-seated covered carriage. They were returning to North Adams from Ben nington and were struck by a west-bound express. Two of tho men, Clorence Prin- dle and Edward White, both of Williams- town, escaped by jumping. As the men approached the crossing a freight train was passing eastward. They waited un til the caboose of the freight train had gone by and then started to proceed, ap parently not seeing the west-bound train, which was advancing across the tracks when the engifle struck it. TO BETTER THE MAIL SERVICE. Directory of All the United States Schools Being Compiled. In the foreign mail division of the dead letter office there is now being compiled a directory of all the schools, big and lit tle, in the United States. The prepara tion of this directory is not as remarka ble as the need for it. Nearly every day from 10,000 to 15,000 foreign letters reach this division addressed simply to schools or colleges in America with no town, county or State named in the address. The high state of perfection to which "blind reading" has attained in the dead letter office is evident when it" is known that 75 per cent, of these letters are speedily dispatched to their destination. The others go back unopened to the gen eral postoflices of the country whose stamp they bear. Told in a Few Lines. Fred Sheland struck Peter Gardiner in a quarrel at Duluth, Minn., and Gardiner died. Stewart JTIarv<\v fatally stabbed fler-, man Yry in a saloon fight at St. Joseph, Mo. John C. Gobel, a wealthy electrician of New York City, has sued his wife for • divorce. John Nihle's son and daughter, aged respectively 10 and 12, were drowned at Neche, N. D. The jniners of the Star City mine, Shelburn, Ind., struck because a driver was discharged. There is every reason to fear that the sultan will apologize before he can be soundly, thrashed. 0 Blessed is- the peacemaker when, as jn the case of Mr. John W. Foster, lie gets $100,D00 for the job. Secretary Carlisle has approvedvabout 000 changes in the treasury to conform to the new appropriation bills. J. W. Chamberlin,* a bartender at Nor wich, N. Y., shot and mortally wounded his wife and then killed himself. JL.- The Bondholders' Protective Committee of the United States Cordage Company objects to the reorganization plan-. ^ Some Day. Sofne day, some gladder day, my hand will touch •• ' The chords thaf now are silent in my harp, v' And that sweet song that I could never sing ' . :•?' Will burst in raptures from my happy heart,' • , • : Some day, some happy day. Some day the voices that have.called to me \ Long from the mystic realms of shadow- land, : , i' • " • • V Will woo me nearer and my ears will •catch , v .V'A? Some message sweet that I will under s t a n d , . - V . , ! Some day, some happy day. Some day the blooms of hope that would not bear . For me, though 'tended well, the., rosy fruit Will bloom again abont my pathway fair, In summer climes will ripen rich and sweet, Some day, some happy day. Some day, I--know not where or when 'twill be, But all the radiant glow that lit tho skies Of my lost childhood will shine forth again, And that to me will be fair Paradise^ Some day, some happy day. --Memphis Commercial-Appeal. "Four to Six." Candles dressed in tiny skirts Prove themselves the worst of flirts, ROses nod to violets near, And smilax decks the handelier, - TW-heh pretty little Mrs. Trix Is at home from four to six. Fifty looks forty, and forty just right. In the flattering glow of a rosy light; And even a simple cup of tea A halo wears, it seems to me, When pretty little Mrs. Trix Is at home from four to six. My little lady with eyes of blue Is charmed to see you--"Just looking foi you!" And a tiny maiden smiles into you/r face, And offers you bonbons with daintiort grace, When pretty little Mrs. Trix Is at home from four to six. Ladies trip by the score; Men? O, well, just three or four; They talk of art, the latest book, The weather, the departing cook, When pretty little Mrs. Trix Is at home from four to six. Cupid doesn't <?ome at all-- Saves himself for the evening ball; Still life seems lilce a merry rhyme, Sou don't miss Cupid for a time, When pretty little Mrs. Trix Is at home from four to six. --Mary Seudder in Munsey's. ; .j A Dream. O, it was but a dream I had While the musician played-- And here the sky, and here the glad Old ocean kissed the glade, And here the laughing ripples ran, And here the roses grew That threw a kiss to every man That voyaged with the crew. Our silken sails in lazy folds Drooped in the breathless breeze; & As o'er a field of marigolds, Our eyes swam o'er the seas; While here the eddies lisped and purled Around the island's rim, And up from out the underworld We saw the mermen swim. And it was dawn and middle day And midnight--for the moon On silver rounds across" the bay Had climbed the skies of June--• And here the glowing, glorious king Of day ruled o'er his realm, With stars of midnight glittering About his diadem. The sea-gull reeled on languid wing In circles rotind the mast; We heard the songs the sirens sing As we went sailing past. And up and down the golden sands A thousand fairy throngs Flung at us from their flashing hands The echoes of their songs. -James Whitcomb Riley. Early Friends. « I met a man on the mountain As the sun was sinking low, When night seemed loath to hasten And the day unwilling to go. Alone on the wild, wide mountain, We two, with the world below, And- the love that marks true manhood For a moment forth did show. No meaningless word was uttered, We met with the cla.sp of hands; Then each on his way departed, And thus the story stands. Away from man's narrow limits, Alone, yet God's own heart Throbbed as we knew each other. As men, and then did part. What's the Use? What's the use, to talk of sighing When the meadow shows its-green{ When the ripple's on the river And tiie lilies loll and lean? What's the use to talk of sighing When the lark is in the loam, And the morning glory's climbing Up the garden gate at home? What's the use to talk of sighing When the rose is sweet with dew- When the mocking bird is singing And the violets are bine. -New York Herald. Hateful Man! Fond Mothers-Baby is getting quit® talented now. H&can say mamma and papa just as plain as anything. There! did you hear that? Crusty Bachelor "Uncle--Yes, I heard it Which was he saying, papa or mam- ma, then?--Somerville Journal. Mary had a little lamb With her it used to stray, But it fled when Mary read her pi On graduation day. ; --Washington Star.