•SAVED LINCOLN'S LIFE. The Xescuer Tells the Story with a Correction. However pbor the Lincoln home may fcave been, it affected the hew child but little. He was robust and active; and life is full of interest to the child happy THEIR pet story up in Eldorado j that was going to turn the Demtjohn County is that concerning Heads | inside out. Peters. He was the joke of .all, For a short while there were great the old mining country up there for so • times at Mammoth Bar. A road was long that now that he has gone the ( cut there from Georgetown, and the big tale of his adventures is told to every | freight teams crowded the road, bring-, stranger that enters one of .the old i ing in machinery and lumber for hoist ing-works and mills. Curly Cal was superintendent. And pretty soon the cabins; SamlS'ewtoh told,it to me. After we had dined on bacon and hot biscuit, and I had helped him clear up the mess and put the cabin to rights "and we were sitting on t^e sawlog just outside the door. Sam said suddenly: "Ye&. it's a great place, for .consump tives and people with asthma. Good many of them stop over to Auburn." I told him there was nothing the mat ter with my lungs, at which he "seemed distressed, as if I could not thereto re profit by. the fine air and general sal ubrity of the mountains. "It 'minds me of Heads Peter^jsaid Newton. It was about ten years ago. late one night, when Sam's dog roused him by barking violently, and he was hailed by a voice outside tire cabin. He lit up and admitted the traveler. "You never see such a fellow." New ton said. "He looked like a new doll In the cltv that's fell off a delivery- wagon and been run over in the mud." He was one of the Peterses of Lin colnshire. They don't know much about the Peterses of Lincolnshire up In El Dorado County, but the way the young man told it and the number of times he repeated it the Peterses of Lincolnshftev^nust be a great race in deed. This particular Peters was not great in body. He was small and Lis lungs were weak. That was what brought him to California. He chine with a secretary and a valet and $1 r>0.- 000. For a little while he was a social lion around lx>s Angeles and San Ber nardino. Put being a lion wearied him somewhat. His secretary left him down there and disappeared for a time. When he .met him again the secretary was the social lion. lie had taken his savings and gone into the hills. There ; 1 he went to work "for a sheepman who had a moderate flock that grazed oi: the hills of Kern and Ventura connti --and cost him nothing for pasturage The secretary did not get any salar because the sheepman had no money. ' | but promised to pay as soon as he sold j his flock. A bucking broncho and a no- j ble load of whisky prevented this con summation by lauding the secretary's ' employer at the bottom of a rocky gulch as dead as an abandoned claim. ! So the secretary took the sheep in pay- j ment of arrears of salary and became j a sheepman on his own account Mut- | ton went up. the small flock became a | large flock gnd within five years the j secretary was a mutton magnate. And | he Was worth half a million dollars '• when Peters saw him again. Peters was of a mathematical turn of mind and easily figured that if his ! secretary with a few pounds of capital I could become a semi-millionaire in five years, a gentleman with $130,000 to in vest ought to become a multi-million aire in the same period. So Peters went into the sheep business on a large l scale, and when the five years were gone he not only had a smaller f lock than he began with, but his fortune had gone ija a hundred ways. His uncle, the head of the Lincoln shire Peterses, remembered his nephew • to the extent of a couple of hundred pounds a year, and on that Heads j Peters shone-in tourist and society cir- , eles in the foothill country. The En- j glishman was interested in natives, and : he used to sit on the veranda after the ! ladies had retired and listen to the talk ; of the miners and cowmen of the de parted glories of the wonderful gulches, j from which so many fortunes in shin ing gold dust had been washed. One of these tales absolutely fasci nated Peters. It was the story of the Demijohn mine at the foot of Six-bit Hill--the Demijohn mine, whose col lapse was the convulsion that ended the then fading glories of the Mammoth Bar eamj). "There's more money in Demijohn," /**the miners used to tell him. "than ever come our of tfce Rattlesnake, the Big Bottle, the Grubstake and the King all put together."' # If Peters had been a Western man lie would have known better than to have put faith in old miners' stories. There 1s not a placer district that hasn't its Demijohn mine, with fabulous millions in it, waiting to be turned up. I might as well tell now the story of i the Demijohn mine. It was back in j '50 that the Demijohn was first ex- j ploited. The miners had washed the gulches all about it. but the flinty quartz on the little rise baffled them. They knew there was gold there, but it was only gold that a great amount of capital could get out. They pecked at It and blasted at it some, and aban doned it. and relocated it, and pecked • at it and abandoned it again until it was ̂ counted a sure shot that the man who sought to wrest the treasure from the Demijohn would go belly-up before he saw the gleams of the gold. This was the state of-affairs when Curly Cal Wright struck the Mammoth Bar camp. Curly was a promoter. Ho ! had washed in'the gulches with the Argonauts, and knew as much about a rocker or an arastra as any of them. And they all had great faith in Curly, He came this time with a surveyor and an assayer and the rest of the outfit that old miners respected, as practi cal men always do the people with ex pert technical knowledge of their busi ness. Curly relocated the Demijohn. He took in all. the other abandoned claims th(*t adjoined it, and then an nounced in Mammoth Bar camp that a company had been organized in the city steam whistles startled the deer in the hills, and the American River was boil ing "and raging al the dump, of waste rock that was'interfering with its peaceful course.' ' This was after all the bars had been Worked out. There was no longer a dollar to the pan in the bottom, and the miners 'were glad to take $5 a day „that was .offered for men ' « ;h.o' could handle a pick or a drill. Gradually the Demijohn absorbed all the working population of the neighborhood. The stamps chewed up the hard quartz and the sluices swept the powdery mud away into the river. Everybody wait ed for the first clean-up at the end of the' month. The clean-up Was made. The results were forwarded to the com pany in San Francisco. The amount of the eleau-up was not told, but the ru mor passed around the town that with in thirty days the Demijohn had paid its owners $100,000. It hadn't, but the story went anyhow. The works went thundering away on the second month's run, Nothing had been said about payday yet, but it was understood in town that the company was only waiting to realize on the bil lion they got from the mill to satisfy the payrolls. It did not make much difference, because Mammoth Bar camp was proud of its Demijohn, and the saloon men and storekeepers, sup plied all demands and were content to wait until the men got their pay for a settlement of accounts. If anybody grumbled he was looked upon as a traitor to ^Jie camp--a matt who would embarrass the great, enterprise that had again brought prosperity to Mam moth Bar. There was another clean-up at the crow<t; They closed the door behind him. ; Here was, (at last, somebody on whom they could blame their misfor tune. He was the on^ agent of the company they knew. He was responsi ble for robbing them of their dues and for^ raising false hopes, which had wrecked the camp. Wright did not talk to any of them until he reached the bar. He hoisted himself upon this eminence and they could all see that he was unarmed and at their mercy. "Boys,'-' he said at last, "I've come back to tell you that It's all up with us and the Demijohn. The company's gone. He skipped out on the last steam er. and now the-men that put up the works for him are coming to take their machinery back. He didn't pay for anything. I'm in the same boat as the rest of yyj.1, only worse,"because they're going t$ arrest me in the city for being a partner in the fraud. I haven't got a cent. I haven't been paid any more than the rest of you. and if you want to take it out of me, I'm here." - TLiey couldn't lynch a man after a statement like that. It did not restore him to their good opinion or their confi dence. perhaps, but they let him go, and soon Mammoth Bar camp was only a huddle of abandoned shanties. The men who had supplied the machinery came up and took what was worth car rying away, and that was the last of it; This Was the story Peters heard with many variations from the old miners, who would never'believe that the Dem ijohn was barren. ' They told him how the vein dipped .and where the lode 'tended; and.talked porphyry and hang-, ing walls to" him until he felt he was . "an encyclopedia of mining, lore. That is how he came to beat Sam Newton's place that night. He. wanted to look over the old Demijohn. "I felt sorry for the chap," said old P:i;u, '"'and told him the boys Were stuff- • ing him for a tenderfoot, and told him that since '50 a hundred men that knew all about mines had fooled with the Demijohn and given it up as no good. But he thought he knowed more than any of us and down lie went." Heads Peters found that the miners had told the truth about hanging walls and the way the vein dipped, and rea soned that their yarns about the rich ness that was down in the earth some where thereabouts must be equally true. And he moved the remnants of his good clothes over, to the river and started in as so many had before him on the Demijohn. Pretty soon Uncle Peters, the head of the Lincolnshire Peterses, died and Heads came in for a nephew's share of his fortune. It was not as big as the pile that had gone with the sheep, but it was pretty big and easily enough, Peters thought, to be the foundation of millions. He had learned something about mines by this time, and the scratching lie had done encouraged liim to persevere. So another mill went up on the old site, not so big and pre tentious as the one Cal Wright super intended, but Quite a bit of a mill. enough to be born in Uie country, says ; would go to him." In his opinion stu pidity and safeness were Synonymous. Cleverness is by no means,always wel come. ."Pray let us get away from this fatiguing man," was Uie sotto-voce re* mark we once heard a poor young lady make, who had been an unwilling list ener throughout all the. courses at din ner, to a too Instructive father. It is generally admitted that clever men pre fer stupid wives. There is at times an undoubted charm in "gentle dullards." We can talk to our kind, stupid friends with the pleasing consciousness that if we have lost or mislaid some of our facts they will never miss them; that if our arguments leak a little and will not hold water, they will never find it out; and that our own commonplaces which we give them in exchange for theirs will be received with due respect. Their society may not be improving, but it is extremely comfortable. McClure's Magazine. He had several companions. There was his sister Nancy, or Sarah--both names are given her--two years his senior; there Was a cousin of his mother's, ten years older, Dennis Hanks,, an active and ingenious leader in sports and,mischief; and there were the neighbors' boys. One of tlio latter, Austin Gollaher, still tells with pleasure of how lie. hunted coons and ran the woods with young Lincoln; and once even saved his life. "Yes," said Mr. Gollaher, "the story that I once saved Abraham Lincoln's life is true, but it is not.correct as gen erally related. "Abraham Lincoln and I had been going to school together for a year or more, and had become greatly attached to each other. Then school disbanded on account of there being so few schol ars, and we< did not See each other much for a long while. One Sunday my mother visited the Lincolns, and I was taken along, Abe and I played around all day. Finally, we concluded to cross the creek to hunt for some partridges ypung Lincoln had seen the day be fore. . The creek had swollen by a re cent rain, and, in crossing on the nar- low-footlog, Abe fell in. Neither of us could swim. I got a long pole and held it out to Abe, who grabbed it. Then I pulled him ashore,' He was„ almost dead, and 1 was badly scared. I rolled and.pounded him in good.earnest. Then I got him by the arms and shook him, the water meanwhile pouring but of his mouth,. By this time I succeeded in bringing liim to, and he was soon all right. "Then a new difficulty confronted us, If our mothers discovered ooir wet clothes they would whip us. This we dreaded from experience, and deter mined to avoid. It was June, the' sun was very warm, and we soon dried our clothing by spreading it on the rocks about us. We promised never to toll the story, and I never mentioned the incident to any one until after Lin coln's tragic end. "Abraham Lincoln had a sister. Her name was Sallie, and she was a very pretty girl. She went to school when she could, which was not often. "Yes, if you must know Sallie Lin coln was my sweetheart. She was about my age. I loved her and claim ed her as boys do. I suppose that was one reason for my warm regard for Abe. When the Lincoln family moved to Indiana, I was prevented by circum stances from bidding good-by to either of the children. And I never saw them again." "EOYS, IT'S ALL TP WITH ° US AND THE DEMIJOHN.' mill; another shipment to San Fran cisco, and a rumor that the second mouth's run had been so successful j that the company proposed to buy up all the claims for a mile around and increase its operations enormously. There was-also a rumor that on the fifth payday would come, and every miner ran in debt a little further at the saloons and the stores in anticipa tion of the two months' pay which would soon be his. On the fourth a messenger on horse back came to the mine, and Curly Cal conferred with him in the inner office. The miners winked knowingly. Three hundred dollars apiece for 500 men was a whole lojt of money, and it was obvi ous that such a fortune should be brought into the wild country with all due precaution. Late at night Curly Cal and the messenger rode away to- j gether. In tlie morning the foreman .went to the office for orders. There was no one there to give him orders, and no mes sage as to what should^be done. The foreman pUt the men to work and dis patched a messenger to make inquiries. The man came back with the word that tne superintendent and his visitor had taken a team immediately on their ar rival at Georgetown and had driven away toward Sacramento. The fore- j man thought a good deal, broke into I the superintendent's desk at last, scru tinized the records of what the mill I'had done during the two months, blew I open the safe and took what was left, | and that night' he, too. disappeared ' from the vicinity of Mammoth Bar j camp. I There were hot times f°r a couple of weeks in Mammoth Bar. The other men found out that, instead of a fortune that the mill was supposed to have yielded, the output had been miserably small. The saloonmen and shopkeep ers ciosed their places and joined the crowd of miners that wrecked the sup erintendent's house and smashed the machinery, because there was nothing else on which to get even. One day the crowd, realizing that its own necessities were stronger-than in dividual rights, broke open the Al- hambra saloon, appointed a barkeeper and a chairman and held a meeting. In the midst of it a strange tiling hap' pened. A horse galloped up to the door. A man alifehted, and Curly Cal himself elbowed his way through the j "Well," said Sam Newton, in telling j the story, "it wasn't six months be fore he was broke again, only he paid what he owed his men and stayed there." Like enough he couldn't have got away if he wanted to. By and by they stopped Heads Peters' credit over at Georgetown, and it was only by occa sionally deserting his claim for a day or two and working for somebody else th : t he was able to get bacon and flour em; ugh to live on. -Even the remnant of his good clothes was gone now. The li_rht, woolly trousers were patched up with discarded overalls. The coat was no. leuger blue; but Peters, with the pity of the whole country on him, work ed along. i "It's awful the way tlieni tenderfoots takes it when they get the fever," said Sam Newton, who had himself been pegging away for thirty years at a mountain of rock that had barely paid for his grub. "Peters was that sick with his lungs most of that time that he wasn't fit to lift a pint flask, let alone a pick. Me and Maclaren and old Richards over the hill used to drop down once in awhile to see if he was dead, and forget a bag of flour.or a slab of bacon at his place. We tried to get him to go over to th^ poor farm, but he wouldn't do it, and once we about made up our .minds to send him to a lunatic asylum down at Stockton just to save his life." Up in El Dorado County they always stop at this point of tlie story." The proper behavior of the man who listens to it is to ask for the end. "Well," I said, "what was the wind- up V" "Well," said Newton, "you see that smoke over yonder? That's from the towns of Headsborough, the best little mining town in the State. That be longs to Mr. J. Headsborne Peters. He's the head of the Lincolnshire Petereses now. That cussed fool tenderfoot had more sense than all California. He's been taking a million dollars a year out of the Peters^laim for five years now, and the last fine he come over the '48 trail he had on just the same kind of clothes as the ones I first saw him in, but these was new."--San Francisco Call. The Faithful Bulldog'. A bulldog, writes a-London Pall Mall Budget contributor, may be accurate ly characterized as the best friend of man while daylight lasts. He has but one deficiojicyhis sense ofsmc infinitesimal that water goes for attar of roses. Ilis faithfulness may always b(\placed at one hundred. Tell a hull- dog to watch a thing--animate or in animate--and he will watch it with a degree of care unknown to the police man. He is always ready to lavish af fection upon his master, except in the dark. In the dark lie murt be ap proached, even by his master, with cir cumspection. This Idiosyncracy should not be considered a fault. It should not be expected that an animal pos sessed of such a nose could smell. How the first bulldog got the nose is a mat ter controversial as well as scien tific, but it is generally supposed that 'the first bulldog was baying the moon and staring straight at it when he was hit on the end of the nose by an aero lite, which drove the nose into the face where it has remained until this day. Bulldogs are much in favor with mar ried ladies. No married man who owns a bulldog can remain outside of his domicile until 2 o'clock a. m., without the knowledge of his wife. He cannot enter his house at such an hour with out calling the dog by name, unless willing to risk the loss of a leg or some other handy part of hig_J?erson. No human being who enters the house stealthily in the dark is considered a friend by a bulldog. At such a time his master is an enemy unless the said mas ter raises his voice. The dog will rec ognize the voice, but he cannot smell the owner; therefore, as a rule, bull dogs are seldom owned by married men; that is, by married men who miss the last train, or sit up with friends who are on the verge of death. But the bulldog grows in popularity as the world grows in age, and perhaps no an imal excites such a strong feeling of pride in the British Isles, except, may be, the British lion, whom he resembles so much. Dangers of the Dustpan. To those who know the true inward ness 'of things, the sight of a house maid; brushing a dusty , carpet is sug gestive, of many evils. The death of Pasteur has reminded the World of what is constantly present in the thoughts of medical men--namely: that while microbe-organisms are the great ' producers of disease, dust is the great carrier of microbe-organisms. Now that we know these things, now. that We understand that in the quiet hours of the night the germ-laden dust set tles down upon the flooivit is distress ing to find how little our knowledge is put to practical use, and to see old customs, still unchanged, old habits Which we know to be destructive car ried on, a'nd to find the housemaid on lier knees, stirring up dust to the detri ment of every one, and breathing germ- laden particles to her own destruction. It needs but a small amount of com mon Sense to see that if carpets must continue--a thing to be deprecated-- they should be rubbed with a damp cloth rather than brushed, and that if, in deference to prejudice, they must be brushed, this should be done by a covered American sweeper, with plenty of damp tea leaves. Of all ways of re moving dirt from a carpet, the worst is by the use of the ordinary short brush, which involves the housemaid kneeling down in the midst of the dust which she so needlessly creates, and drawing it into her lungs with every breath. For ordinary household use something like linoleum, something which can be washed with a wet cloth every morn ing, would seem to be the best cover ing for floors; but if carpets must be, and if it is impossible to teach the pres ent generation the evils of seeking pres ent comfort at the-expense of future risks, at least let us remember that carpets may be washed ever where they lie; that, till the day of washing sr>: ft' conies, a closed sweeper is far better 1 lian a brush andThat the worstTorm of brush is one with a short handle.-- British Medical Journal. around on'the other side of the tree. He doesn't get killed if he can help it, and he can help himself pretty well. I remember once coming across a gray squirrel up a big oak-; he was out oh a branch about forty feet from the ground. He saw me as quick as I did him--quicker, I guess--and when I was ready to fire lie was around on the other side of the branch. This branch was very small, only a little bigger than the squirrel, but he hugged it so close and lie was in such perfect line with me that you couldn't "see anything of him at all except a little bit of the tip of his tail that was blown out by a strong wind. I -blazed away at hini and never touched him. Then I went around on the other side of the tree, thinking that possibly I could get a Shot at him from there, but as I went one way he went the other, and by the time I had got over on the other side lie was on the side I had come from and in just as perfect line with me as he was at first, and just as safe. I tried him again with just the same result. "Then I pulled a stake out of a rail fence near by and-'planted it in the ground on-one side of the tree and hung my coat on it, and went myself over to the, otlier side; I thought that pos sibly I might make the squirrel think there were'two men there, or put him iu doubt long enough to enable me to get a Shot at him, but he never paid the .slightest, attention to the coat. I don't suppose it would have made any difference to him if I'd opened a cloth ing store there; he knew the man with the gun, and it was the gun that he was looking out for. Well, we dodged around that tree for quite a spell long er. There wasn't any other tree near by that the squirrel could go to, and lie knew his only safety lay in sticking to the one he was in, and the way he did stick to it and keep around always on the other side of that branch was something wonderful. I fired five or six shots at him altogether and filled the branch under him half full of shot, but never touched him, and when I thought I had wasted time and ammu nition enough I left him."--New York Sun. English tenors keep all their humor locked up in their breasts. Hence their chest-notes. His Too Effusive Friend. From their conversation they must have been old college chums who had not met for a long time until they ran up against each other in an Eleventh avenue street car last evening. The smaller one was accompanied by two middle-aged men, who looked like pros perous merchants, while the other ex- collegian, one of those fellows with a stentorian voice, was alone. They shook hands effusively, and then began an exchange of reminiscences, In which such fragments as "Don't you remem ber the '8G game with Yale?" and "What's become of Jack Soaudso?" were distinguishable all over the car. The big man was not.particularly care ful in his choice of language, and occa sionally would rip out an oath that might have done credit to a "bearded pard." Suddenly the other seemed to realize that something was wrong, and leaning over, he whispered: "Say, old man, be a little careful. You know, 1 have a church here in Philadelphia, and these two fellows with me are a couple of my most influential trustees." The big man got off at the next corner.-- Philadelphia Record. Solace for the Stupid. After all, even the cleverest people have their dull moments. Witness the brilliant Dean Stanley, who had such an" inaptitude for figures that, as his biographer expressed It, he never could understand the difference between eighteen pence and one-and-elghtpence. "My father and Lady Elizabeth," writes Miss Edgeworth in one of her lively -letters, "cotffited so. quickly at crlbbage that I never was able to keep Private Telephones. There are some very aristocratic tele phone owners in the city, but a study of the telephone directory for the use of the general public does not reveal this fact. This is done purposely. It is no use getting mad if, when you ask for Mr. Croesus Vanderbilt's telephone number the girl at the other end asks if you don't know it. Wrhen you say that you don't know it or try to fool her and say you did have it but lost the memorandum, she will answer back: "We cannot give you Mr. Croesus Van derbilt's house unless you know the number." The fact is the gjrl would be brenk- ii- strict rules of me company if she gave this .information. There are a good many millionaires and prominent society families who have telephones in their residences,) but they are for private use. Only/the friends of the head of the house/and a few other per sons know the nu^nber. The mistress of the mansion leaves the number with her friends, and in exchange receives their numbers. She also leaves her number with the head of the hospital where she happens to be on the Man aging Committee. This exclusive system is adopted in order that outsiders cannot annoy Mr. Millionaire by ringing him up on the telephone. The men who have tele phones put into their palaces do so with the proviso that their names and tele phone numbers shall not appear in the directory. Trips Around the World. People who have wheels in their hea.ds or out of them seem to have a mania for making trips around the world. The latest feat Is to be attempt ed by two Frenchmen, one of whom is accompanied by'his wife, who starred from the Place de la Concorde in Paris to girdle the earth in a wheelbarrow. They are to take turns at pushing the machine, and are going first to Switzer land, then Italy, Persia and China. From Canton they take passage to San Francisco and from there go southward to Buenos Ay res, where they sail for Havre, thus completing the grand tour, which will at least have the charm of having been accomplished by a novel means of travel. WON THE CA$E. A Philadelphia Lawyer's Idea of Tlfrift and How It Worked. Over in Philadelphia dwelt a young law student who fell in love; just as he was. about to be admitted to practice,' says the New York Journal. The girl's father also belonged to the profession and was reckoned pretty smart, as Philadelphia lawyers go. The old fel low gave a partial consent to the young man's pleadings, but concluded he would try the student and see if he was worthy to be his son-in-law. So lie said: "The case of Blank against Blank haa__ been on the calendar several years. It has been tried, appealed, decision re versed, tried again and comes up for argument at the next general term. I am counsel fol- the plaintiff. 1 have had the case four years, but now I turn it over to you. Here are the pa pers. See what you can do." The young man took the papers and went to work with a vim born of love-- for if lie won the case should he not also win a brideV At last life'seemed to him worth the living. He studied-, the case thoroughly. He consulted the authorities, and was loaded and primed for a brilliant argument when the court convened. He made his plea and won the case without any trouble. With a heart overflowing with joy he returned to his prospective father- in-law, and. slapping down the papers, he exclaimed. "See here, sir, the case is won J There are the proofs.,, What you tried years to do I have accomplished at a single " term of court.' Now, may I have your daughter?" The old fellow looked up with a smile upon his face as he replied: "I think you a fool, and you can't have my daughter. But I will just give you a little gratuitous advice: It is true I had the case four years without winning it, and it is also true that I made thousands of dollars out of it. But you have gone and settled it; and what have you made? About .$50. No, sir, you can't have my daughter." Danger from Dust. The Italian physicians who have been making a study of the component parts of the street dust of Turin, one of the cleanest cities in Europe, by the way, report that the germs of almost every disease known to science were discov ered. On the candies exposed for sale In the streets, and on the surface of food sold in the open air, they found the germs of tuberculosis, anthrax and half a score of other maladies. Nothing can be really safe to eat if there is danger in dirt. The wax fruit that-is kept in glass cases is probably as unhealthy as anything that is offered for sale. Rams in a Duel. Two prize rams in Pike County, Pennsylvania, fought a duel to the death. Their method of combat was to back off from each other a distance of thirty to fifty feet, and then ran full tilt together, head to head. Finally one ram dropped dead with a completely smashed head. , Half the pepper sold in Boston con sists of p's. a Lisbon. I saw very few miserable people; beg gars were not at all numerous; in a week I was only asued twice for alms. One constantly hears that Lisbon is dirty, and as full of foul odors as Cole ridge's cologne. I did not find it so, and the bright sunshine and the fine color of the houses might well compensate for some drawbacks. The houses of this regular town are white, and pale yellow, and fine worn-out pink, with narrow, green-painted verandas, which soon lose crudeness in the intense light. The windows of the larger blocks are numerous, and set in long, regular lines; the streets, if narrow, run into open squa res --blazing--wi Ut--white,- u nsoile< 1 monuments. All day long the ways are full of people, who tfre faTFly but unos tentatiously polite. They do not stare one out of countenance, however one may be dressed. In Antwerp, a man who objects to being wondered at may not wear a light fjuit. Lisbon is more cosmopolitan. But the beauty of the town of Lisbon Is not added to by the beauty of its in habitants. The women are curiously j the reverse of lovely. Only occasionally ! I saw a face which was attractive by theodd conjunction of an olive skin and I light gray eyes. They do not, wear man- ! tillas. The lower classes use a shawl, j Those who are of the bourgeois class or i above it differ little from Londoners. The working or loafing men--for they laugh and loaf and work and chaff and chatter at ever^ corner--are more dis tinct in costume, wearing the flat felt sombrero, with tumed-up edges, that one knows from pictures, while the long coat, which has displaced the cloak, still retains a smack of it in the way they disregard the sleeves and hang it from their shoulders. The men are decidedly not so ugly as the women, and vary wonderfully in size, color and complexion, though a big Portuguese is a rarity. The strong point in both sexes is their natural gift for wearing color, and for choosing and blending or matching tints. Another Interpretation. What is commonly called inspiration •-may sometimes be only another name for conceit. An uneducated young far mer presented himself at a Presbyter ian conference and said he wanted to be ordained as a preacher. "I ain't had any great learning," he said, frank ly, "but 1 reckon I'm called to preach. I've had a vision three nights running; that's why I am here."' "What was your vision?" inquired one of the eld ers. "Well," said the young man, "I dreamt I see a big, round ring in the sky. and hi the middle of it were two great letters--P. C. I knew that meant Presbyterian Conference, and here I am." There was an uncomfortable pause, which was broken by an elder who knew the young man, and Was well acquainted with the poverty of his family and the neglected condition of their farm. "I have not any gift at reading visions," said the old man, gravely, as he rose from his seat, but I'd like to put it to my young friend whether he doesn't think it possible •hose two letters may have stood for 'Plant Corn'?" This version was final ly accepted by the applicant. Told by an English Traveler. Before entering the house of the royal prime minister of Korea, I proceeded to take off my shoes, as I always com plied with the customs of flic country; but the prince, having somehow been informed that such was not the, custom in England, insisted on my abstaining from doing so., I had already ' taken off one shoe, and was proceeding to untie the other when, catching me by the arm, he dragged me in. You can imagine how comical and undignified I looked with one slide off and , the other on! Still I managed to be equal to the occasion, and held a long talk with the prince, his courtiers standing, around. Suddenly a young relative of the prince whispered something in his ear. and directly the courtiers rushed from the room. A minute after, amidst the deepest silence, was brought tri umphantly into the audience room and deposited in the middle of the table-- nay shoe Which I had left outside! It appeared that This special state:of ex-" citement was produced entirely by the fact that my unfortunate foot gear was made of patent leather, and that, being almost new, it shone beautifully. Neith er prince nor court had ever seen pat ent leather before, and much ravish ment, mingled with childish surprise, was on the face of everybody when it was whispered round that my shoe was covered with a coating of glass. The prince examined it carefully all over, and then passed it around to his cour tiers, the greatest admiration being ex pressed at this wonderful object. So great an impression did it make that when I came away the prince himself accompanied me to the door, while a page put on and laced my dazzling foot gear. The Dog in Law. Dogs have not the - same property value here .that they have in England, and this is so notwithstanding the fact that dogs are property here and they are not property in England. This seeming paradox may be explained from the fact that according to the oid English laws felony was punishable by death. If dogs had been property then, to steal a dog would have been a felony, punishable by death. It was not considered right that a man should die for a dog, and therefore dogs were held by the courts not to be property. There are foolish dog laws in nearly every ci y and town in the United States 1 .sed on the presumption that dogs ar not property, but such laws would not stand investigation and the interpretation of the higher courts. A dog catcher who seizes dogs and puts them to death is acting without war rant of law, whatever the local ordi nance, for property cannot be taken from a citizen without giving him an opportunity to be heard in a court of law and before a jury. The owners of fine dogs are usually so careful of them that the dog catchers and pound keep ers have small chance to capture them. Elks in Harness. A man living in Exeter, Ontario, has succeeded in breaking a pair of elks to harness. So accustomed have they be come to the sights and sounds of city 1 life that they are daily driven about the streets with perfect ease and safety. In fact, the elks feel less excitement than they cause. They are perfectly matched in size, color and weight, and are driven in a light, but stoutly made two-wheeled cart, Which 'they draw about the city and country roads at a brisk pace. m* Canceled the Decree. One of the Portuguese kings--who has Semitic blood in his veins--married a bigoted wife, who once persuaded him to order the banishment of all Jews and to issue a decree commanding that all those who were iu any way "taint ed" with Hebrew blood should wear whitejhats, in order that they might be recognized and subjected to ostracism. The prime miuister; finding remon strances ineffective, pretended compli ance with the edict, and, presenting himself before his majesty, drew forth from under his cloak two white hats, which he solemnly placed upon the table. The astonished king inquired the meaning of the extraordinary action of the premier. Said the latter: "I have come prepared to obey your majesty's commands, with one hat for you and the other for myself." The king had the good sense to laugh and to cancel the decree concerning the hats. Thrifty Mary. While traveling in a country village in Northern England, Mr. Blank left one of his shirts behind in a small tavern. Upon finding his loss, he wrote at once to the chambermaid asking for its return. She answered as follows:' "Dear Sir--YourHetter came too late. I have made your shirt into a shift, so now_yovuvllLhave to shift for a <shirt. Your humble servant, Mary Jones." Judging by the Crow.' In some Southern localities the col ored people believe that if a crow croaks an odd number of times, foul weather will follow; if even, the day will be fine. % Needless Worry. "Station master, are there no more trains tp-day? I am looking for my mother-in-law." \ 5 ' «. * "No, there are no more trains to-day; so rest quietly."--Fligende Blaetter.