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WHEN THE kVES TURN RED. When the leaves nre being painted By! fhe frost.king's magic Jiaiul) All the hues of natlire's colors' Blended., tinted-like, and grand, When the rare autumnal berries / Hang in clusters o',or your bead, All my heart is tuned to music, , When the leaves turn r^.d. ' •?' . ; q Sjrery maple in the meatKw, Kvery elm along the way, •Bows obeisant to the frost king, y And has nothing now to sir; >' Not a leaf defiant murmurs, "fis the silence of the dearf, For the autumn* haze is hanging •• Where the leaves turn red. The sumach, lowly fellow, " .3. Was the first to feel the brt'&lh r- Ot the. magic king of colors, He whose pressage is of death; In a night the verdant raiment r For a ruddy garb was shed, f And he masked in autumn's colors, - With ihoicavesa-i timing red-. Seems as? though there's something creepy In the autumn atmosphere, And the hand of death is grasping In the waning of the year. Yet there's hope and faith :i-beaming, While to lofty thoughts we're led,. In the story and the glory ' Of the ieayes: it-turning red, --;Utica "G'lobe. , A PEST TO SOClE'lY. "You have proved yourself toJye a callous and cruel-hearted scoundrel, without a single redeeming feature in, your character. You are a-pest to so­ ciety, ami 1 feel that 1 should be seri- oUsly lacking in my judicial capacity were 1 now to. inflict a less lengthy term of imprisonment upon you than the utmost the law allows." Thus did the judge preface his sen­ tence. It seemed so natural to hear such words hurled at the head of afl malefactor whose record testified to his apparent inability to live otherwise than by plunder. Not a single look of pity; not a ves­ tige of regret. How could sympathy be felt with one who was a pest to so­ ciety? Besides, he was nothing to them. And had he been. his. hfe was such that none would have*"'openly claimed the relationship. He was--it was to be hoped--without relatives. He might have friends, but the friends of such a man were not like­ ly to be found within tho precincts of a court of justice--at least, not as mere spectators. And the prisoner stood in the dock, alone, friendless and unca red for. Throughout the trial liis demeanor had been one of extreme indifference. When the judge began his address to him, the words seemed to fall on deaf ears. It was only when the epithet, "a pest to society^' was used to describe him, that the prisoner's hard, impassive countenance exhibited any change. But that change was electrical. In­ stantly his eyes opened to their^fullest extent, became fixed for a moment on the face of the judge, and then dropped to the ground. .fe Those words pierced his heart!' Ca 1- lous, crime-stained, shunned and hunt­ ed as he was. there was a remnant of self-respect even in his nature. And those words had roused it. "Yoh are a pest to society." Then followed the sentence, bift he did not hear it. A hand was laid upon his shoulder, but, if he felt the grtfr. it had no effect upon him. The creaking of the dock gate, as it opened to permit his exit, seemed to echo the words ap­ plied to him. On being left alone in his cell, he seated himself, as if in contemplation. hearty--but, great Scott! what's the matter with the train? We're driving alonfc at a terrible rate." • . ; The oscillation, caused (he passengers much discomfiture, and several heads were thrust out of the windows to as­ certain if anything were wrong, amongst them that of the officer lu cha rge of the prisoner, For .some time nothing unusual was discernible. Then the jailer pulled his head into the car­ riage. "If that signal we've just passed wasn't against us, I'm a Dutchman," he said. "I could have sworn that it was at right angles, and--Lor'! did you see that? The man in that cabin We've just flown past was waving a red flag and dancing about as if to attract atten­ tion.!! , '--: ••• . • -. "Something is certainly wrong," said the prisoner. "Thal's^tlie guard's brake --don't you hear it?" The brake was undoubtedly at work, tnitnt made very Tittle impression on the flying train. Again the officer peer­ ed out of the window, but the engine at that moment dashed into a tunnel, and nothing could be discerned.- Then another cabin was passed. The guard's brake was still on, and seethed and hissed against the wheels, while sparks, consequent on the frifetion,. GREAT SCOTT! WHAT S THE ^ WITH TIIE TR(gaX ?" for the engine. But what a spectacle awaited them! 1 Half laid-, half reclin­ ing on the tender, with the-lever still grasped tenaciously in his hand, they found the convict deluged in blood. He was not dead, but consciousness had not remained long enough for him to witness the success of his noble act. Evidently in passing through the tun­ nel lie had come in contact with the coping. Grateful hands released him, and bore him tenderly to the station, where medical aid was soon forthcom­ ing. But, poor fellow, he was past it. "No, no," he muhnuted, "don't dis­ turb me. I--I'm very comfortable, and --and--you can do--me no good. 1--I --want to lie here and--and dwell for a moment -- on -- the -7- fact -- that -- the judge was wrong,---London-Tid-Bits. *11 'YOU AP.E A PEST TO SOCIETY. and then, resting his elbows out his knees, buried his face in his handstand --the felon, the pest of society--wept. His mind wandered--wandered back into the past, until everything connect­ ed with it stood out clearly before him. He had sat on a mother's knee; and his life bad once been full of promise-£-the world had held out glorious prospects. They were unrealized, but they rushed before him now. An hour or two afterward lie was in­ truded upon. His jailer, having secur­ ed his wrists, requested the convict to follow him. ^ A quick drive and the railway station was reached. The prisoner was rush­ ed into a compartment of the waiting train, and his guard seated himself by his side. The jailer looked at his companion. He was still absorbed in his thoughts, and manifested a desire to be left in Bole possession of them. Taking out a paper, the representative of the law was speedily buried in its eoptpnts. An hour passed. The jailer's paper became monotonous. He, laid it aside and endeavored to draw his prisoner into conversation. » * Mk "You seem mighty studious," said lie. But there was no reply. "The judge has given you a thumper , this time, anyway," continued the offi­ cer, "and I'm not sorry it's you instead of me. But, then, if men won't go straight, it's their own fault if they're lagged, and they might as well take what's given 'em with a good grace. You're thinking of the past, p'r'aps, and " "And of the present," murlh'ured the prisoner. ••"<!. "Well, ten years ain't " i; - "And ofSvbat tbe^udge said. Do you know what I am?" and the dejected-- man became animated and flung him­ self into an upright position; .""1 am a pest to society," he contiuuod; "A pest, without the possibility of becom­ ing anything else." i{, "You don't mean to say that yd,U have any desire of amendment?" in genu­ ine surprise. "Amendment! If I could wash out that title "with my life's blood. Pd djp it. 1 would give the remainder of iny0life for an opportunity of becoming, some­ thing other than^than what l &nk" "Well, s'belp me! . If you'd ohly thought of that six months earlier, my jc 1 vB were scattered under file carriages In a shower. The man in the cabin was distinctly seen to be gesticulatiug%ila- ly as the train rushed past. The officer set rules at defiance now. The prisoner was at the window with him, leaning heavily upon him, in order to ascertain, if possible, what was go­ ing on. Just then, a curve in the line enabled them to obtain a clear view of the etigine. _ - "Great heavens!" said the officer, aghast, "look--look--see that! The driver and fireman are fighting." "There is something ahead of us " "There, see, they have thrown each other on the track." "The train must be stopped, and--at once," said the convict. "We must be going sixty miles an hour. In ten min­ utes we shall be at Pemberton junc­ tion. It is there the danger lies, if 1 mistake not, and----" "Man. you must be mad! Stop the train! Impossible. Did you not see those two fellows fall headlong on to the track? Who, then, can swing back "I can." "You! Impossible. Ah, you see in this a possible opportunity of escap­ ing." "I do, but not from justice. Unfetter my bauds, quick; we have not a mo­ ment to lose." "$Yhat do you intend doing? You will not escape?" "Release me. Every moment is pre­ cious. I will climb to the top of our carriage and crawl along until 1 come to the engine. Quick. I " "Y'ou will not attempt to escape if you succeed?" "I shall escape from being a pest to society. The opportunity is before me. Strike these chains from my wrists and let me seize it. If I perish I shall die happy in the thought that there will be some one who will not think me a-- what I have been described." The officer looked into the face of his prisoner for a moment. A flash of ex­ citement sat on his cheeks, and his lips were tightly compressed. "You are a brave man," said he, "and I'll trust you." The next moment the manacles were laid on the seat. A few seconds, and, with cat-like agility, he reached the roof of the carriage. Then he was lost to sight. , The affrighted passengers, who had witnessed his coolness, sent up a faint cheer of encouragement, as they real­ ized his intention. Once only was he seen, and then a shudder passed through all who beheld him. It was when, in attempting to cross from one carriage to another, his foot slipped, and he would have fallen to instant death had he not succeeded in climbing to the beading. A moment for recovery. then^Jie safe­ ly climbed to the roof, and pursued his dangerous way. A few minutes elaps­ ed--minutes which seemed like hours to the terrified passengers breathlessly awaiting the result of his courage. Then they hissed their way through a tuufiel. Afterward the junction came in Sight, and a train was approaching them at full speed. There was a per- MISTAKEN IDENTITY. There Was a Vast Difference in tho Two Caaes. The other day at Montezuma, While two citizens were convening at the depot, a negro approached and ad­ dressed one of them as follows: "Kurnel, I li'ar• ya*. .wants to. git _a lnau out on de plantashun." "Yes, 1 want a man out there," re­ plied the: colonel as he looked the ne­ gro over. "Seems to me I've seen you before!" . • '• • v „ ... ? "Reckon not, sail. ' I-'ze new roun' here."""1' ".But I'm, sure I've seen you sopie- where. ' Let's see.' I was over at Perry the other day." "Yes. sah, yo' was bber to Perry."; "And while there I called at the jail." "Yes, sa'li, yo' called at de jail. Dey has. got a powerful nice jail ober to Perry." ' "And while at the jail I saw'a'color­ ed man who was serving a sentence for stealing a hog." "No doubt of it, kurnel. Yes, yo' dun saw a cull'd pusson right in dat jail at Perry." "And you are the man," said the colonel as he laid his hand on the ne­ gro's shoulder. "Jes' so. kurnel--jes' so. I was right in dat jail at Perry, an' I dun 'members of soein' yo' pass along. Curious what a mem'ry some white folks lias in deir heads!" "But you don't suppose I want a man who has been in jail for stealing, do you?" exclaimed tlie colonel. "No, sab--no, sah. Of co'ss yo' don't. Dat's what I'ze here to displain about. Y'o' got it all .wrong 'bout dat hog, kurnel. De pusson who dun stole de hog was asleep when yo' called. I wasn't in dat jail for stealin' no hog. I'ze no such man as dat." "Then what were you in for?" "Why, dey said dem two bags er cooton seed meal what dey found in my cart was tooken from de depo'." "Oh, I see. Well, what's the differ­ ence?" "What's the difference? Heaps o' difference, sah. On de one hand, I'ze loadin' up a bar'I o' salt arter dark, an' dem bags jes' tumbled into my cart while my back wuz turned. On de odder hand, a pus.sonirocs~orrt--by^dary-- light. and runs a hog aroun' de woods for ober two hours before he cotehes a hind leg. 'Scuse me, kurnel, I did reckon I'd like to work on yo' planta­ shun, but if yo' am de sort o' a man who can't see de difference between a pusson restin' in jail to obleege de jury an' bein' sent to jail fur stealin' a hog I couldn't trust my x'eputashun in yo' hands. Good mawnin', kurnel, good 111a wnin'!"--Atlanta Constitution. A RUNAWAY TRAIN. It Had a Clear Track and..a Cool* Head­ ed Knsjinecr. - !*The approach of Thanksgiving al- ways sets me thinking about the time, several years back, that I spent rail­ roading^ it 'up in tlie New England hills," said au official one stormy day last week, who sat gazing gloomily out of his office window, just before closing his desk for the day. "I lived then in a small Massachu­ setts city and managed a road where every employe, from the section men up, was personally known to me, and rail­ roading was more of a pleasui-e than it is here where the'roads are so vast and long that one lial'dly knows the mem­ bers of his own office staff. My office windows. I remember, looked directly upon the principal business street of the place and the entrance to the Un­ ion depot, the street crossing the tracks at right angles not twenty feet from the great arched station entrance. Ev­ ery hour or two New York and Bos­ ton express trains were arriving and departing, and it was always an inter­ esting sight the day before Thaiiksgiv- ingr Ivhejr every "train wasl^uniiing in two or three sections, and eaclr one drawn by two locomotives, loaded down with passepgers anxious to get.to' rhe: old 'farm in time for the Thanksgiviitg dinner." •' , "One snowy, .blustering day I sat waiting to see the 11:2") train pull in from Boston, for - somehow I kind of smelt danger, as a railroad man: often does. T knew the train was a heavy que, the.rails slippery and that before it; struck the crossing it came down a heavy grade four "miles lpngv Out at the other end of the depot was a great long bridge carrying the train off to the west, and also the tracks branching south to New York. On both these tracks stood huge locomotives blowing off steam and seemingly in haste to cou­ ple on to the coming train, which was destined, for both the south and west, and hilrry it off to its destination. Well, to make a long story short, that train got the best of the engineer that day, owing to some defect in tlie air brakes, and there was one of the most hair-raising train runaways I guess 1 will ever witness. 4. mile up the grade I heard old Seth Mayoor, the engineer, making'old 104 whistle for brakes in .a way that made me turn cold. Almost at the same time the train came tear­ ing down over tlie street crossing and into the depot going sixty miles an hour and I remember to this day and always will how cool Mayoor looked as he dashed by blowing his whistle for dear f ife as a warning to give him a clear track. "That they would even get those en­ gines at the other end of the stat ion out of the way I thought was an impossi­ bility, but they did. There were cool men about that place that day, and No. UK's great Crawford whistle had given the warning. (.The switches were hasti­ ly set straight on to the bridge and jj ,way dashed the waiting engine in a race to get out. of the way of the run­ away train. It. was a close shave and itnerved mo fo r a week but lli 'K "Tipping" in New York. The,Duke of Marlborough's announce­ ment that he would tip 110 servant haa led to a lively discussion of the tipping fad, which is by no means confined to the smart set. The consensus of aris­ tocratic opinion is that Americans in general and New Yorkers in particular tip too frequently and too freely. There's no fixed scale for tips here, and, as a result, the man servant or maid servant who serves you, expects the highest eoin, no matter what the con­ dition of the payee's pocketbook may be. Abroad, as all tourists know, the gratuitous fee tendered waiters and others is regulated by an unwritten law, and.no more is expected from a lord than is looked for from a laborer. Here it's differeut. One enters a fash­ ionable cafe and perchance seats him­ self at a table just vacated by a high roller who never leaves less than a quarter or a half on the plate when the checks are cashed in. A nickel or a dime may be one's limit. The waiter takes the pittance with either a scowl or a significant smile and you're his victim henceforth and forever. To get good service liberal and numerous tips a "o absolutely necessary. The barber a ad the messenger boy, the drink and food servers, the policeman and the elevator boy, the jauitress and the bath attendant, the cab maiKand the boot­ black, everybody in similh^ linos ex­ pects a share of your wealth over aud above the market price for their ser­ vice-. But his grace the Duke of Mar borough has started the anti-tippin; bail rolling, and if it bears fruit in his set it will surely become a fad of the maSses and the classes, and some day we may be able to eat and drink with out paying a premium for the privl lege.--New York correspondence Pitts burg Dispatch. saved the day], miles bei ueer wi along alu der if tli Buffalo,, the runa For year] that trail and fin­ ing the most fri "Old down fr regardec every bo< station eago Chronicle. That runaway ran four jopped, and the emji- ight engine tearing his beginning to won- ,-ere clear way out to brakes worked and brought toy a stop, been wondering how lied down that grade •owded depot, follow- in and out. without a asliup. when he stepped |b after backing hack, ge joke, but it scared itlii 11 a mile of the 'eek's growth."--Chi- upon his trip, but "not before having ROMANCE OF A SONG. called'over'to a German engineer, who ^ „ r h-ifi token a snap Shoe Ofr\he brilliant:; ®ow the Popular Irish lla'llad, "Roblo company across the brookfto send him Adair," Curne to Be Written. . a coby of a picture4 made in Germany,- ' °f, a11 the old Knglish ballads none is takin" in a Russian governor and his better known" nor more popular than staff,"wlt'i an^-Austrian landscape as Robin Adair." It is a song whose the background. STILL BEARS FRUIT." Connecticut Pear Tree Two Hundred Years Old. 1 There is an old landmark in the town of Clinton. Conn., that lias attracted much attention and interest during the past year, iu spite of the fact that it is in a state of comparative ruin. ^ The ordinary observer might not mind it, and it is only as its ancient story is -told that it become an object of public interest. Old residents of the town have not in years past paid much at­ tention to it. But the sumnier visitors have found it out, and the remaining years of its career are likely to be in­ teresting ones. The old landmark that is now awak­ ening inquiry is a pear tree 250 years of age. It is 011 a tract of land 011 Wright's -RiVerTfiaF~W3& originally, taken up in,the settleinenj of the town' by t wo or three Wright brothers. Tliel ownership "of the southern portion of this tract, on which the ancient pear tree stands, passed long ago from the Original proprietors. There is ah inter­ est ing. inscription cut on the face of a bowlder that looks toward Long Island sound from this tract, proclaiming that , one of .the Wrights was buried at. that spot. The pear tree; is on property formerly owned by Pierce .tones, who has recently-died at the age of 90 years. He moved to the place sixty-three years ago: At that time the tree was re­ ported to be 200 years old. Lawyer Wright, of Westbrook, which adjoins Clinton, was a descendant of one of the 'original brothers, and a good deal of an antiquarian. He died six: or eight years ago. During his life he was accustomed to aver that the tree was as old as it was claimed to be. It still bears fruit, but not of a savory taste. It is probably the oldest fruit tree in Connecticut, if not in New Elng- laud.--New York Times. Tonsoriat Dead Row. Each barber shop has what is known as the "dead row" of shaving cups.. It is generally the top row, and if the_ cups could only talk some interesting family histories would, be made public. A regular patron of. a barber shop usu­ ally furnishes his own cup, and it is always ready for him He may go away and not enter the shop for years, but the cup is there awaiting him. The proprietor does not dare sell it or give it away, for there is no telling when, the owner- will walk in.. If the proprietor learns tluy a customer is dead, he gen­ erally asks the relative if they wish to keep the cup. But until he has positive proof of the death the cup remains 011 the shelf, a reminder of the patron of former days, Barber cups sometimes figure in tragedies. Not many years ago a prominent citizen became a c r in i r inal and was badly wanted here and his barber knew fn The detectives made the barber promise if the cup was ever sent for to let them know. ()ne day a small boy with: an order call­ ed for it. The barber detained him while a detective was sent for and the boy was followed. ,IIe was followed to the residence of' a cousin of the prominent citizen and the latter was found hiding there. Hb declared that he had never been out of the city, but this story did not go .with the detect­ ives. They faund that their man had been out West, but had got in such straightened circumstances that he had ventured to return. His penchant for his shaving cup betrayed him, however.--Cincinnati Times-Star. pathos lias, appealed to listeners in ev­ ery laud where the English tongue is spoken, and unlike most of the old songs of its kind It has not, been crowd­ ed out of recollection by newer melo­ dies. Although usually glassed as an Euglish ballad and sometimes referred ;to as of Scotch origin, "Robin Adair" is iu reality neither English nor Scotch, but a genuine Irish ballad. The air, througlrwhieh as well as the words the tears run. is based on a very ancient nielody of similar style known as "Ei­ leen Aroon." aud dating back .-beyond. 1450. The more modern of the two songs has its origin in an actual occur­ rence. There was a real Robin Adair, an Irish gentleman who claimed de­ scent from the Desmond Fitzgeralds. He was a handsome, dashing young fellow, and it is 110 wonder that Lady Caroline Iveppell fell In love with him, even though she was the daughter of the powerful eaui of"Albermarie" and he was as poor as-the proverbial church mouse. •- • •• The wooing of the handsome Irish- mail was impetuous; but the fa mily .of Lady Caroline, true to the traditions of noble families in all well-regulated families, opposed the maitch. Lord AJbermarle sent his daughter away to cure her of her folly, but she absolute­ ly refused to be cured, and it was while she was- Sojourning -at Bath, in order that she ni-igbt: not meet Robin, that she-wrote the song; She pined for her lover and her health 'became so poor that at last, the father relented, as most fathers in romantic stories do at the end*, and Lady Caroline Keppell be­ came LSdy Caroline Adair. Adair, who was a surgeon of more or less ability, afterward became quite distinguished in his profession.. All this happened in the last century, the song having been written In 1758. Strangely enough, its prototype, "Eileen Aroon." was also the outcome of very romantic circum- . Stan cos. the tradition being that it was written by Carol n'Daly. after his sweetheart. Eileen, had been compelled by her family to marry his rival..--Troy Times. A Japanese Hostelry.. When one enters a Japanese hotel far away from a treaty port, he passes througft the spotless kitchen, where landlord, cook and waitress all salute liini with: "You ha ve come •with honorable earli- ness." Here," too. his departure is hail­ ed with: "Please return with august earliness." ' The food prepared in the clean kite li­ en. however, the traveler will not like. Especially will he miss the meat to which he accustomed, unless he is near the sea, when abuuid^ut fish will be1 served. Tourists often, perhaps usually, take with them knives, forks, spoons, bread and canned meat. At the hotel they find neither tlieso 11 or" chuirs, nor tames, nor milk, nor coffee, nor beds. Nor will he, unless the hotel is very small, find quiet. Fish, rice, lily bulbs, boiled chestnuts and other articles of the sort disposed of, the evening draws on and the bath is ready. This is in nearly the most public view and filled with boiling hot water. The first use belongs, as a matter of honor, to the most distinguished guest, though he is bound to protest that some one else should precede him. And then the whole household use the batli in turn. Next morning there are again the fish, rice and the queer vege­ tables. No coffee, no bread, plenty of tea, no milk. Sarall K. Bolton's latest.book of brief biographies is "Famous Leaders among Women." . The proper pronunciation of the first name of Ian MacLaren, author,pf "Be­ side the Bonnie Briar Bush," is Yan. Miss Mary E.. Wilktns has written a new novel which she calls "Jerome, a Poor Man." It is a story dealing with the problems of wealth and poverty. The editor of the recent edition of "Bourrienne's Memoirs," Col, R. W. Phlpps, has written a two-volume work giving biographies of the marshals of Napoleon. , M. H. Spielmann's history of Punch; on which he has been working during the last four years, will be published soon, with about one hundred and twenty illustrations, portraits and fac similes. Leonard Huxley is preparing a life of his father, the late prof. Huxley, and a biography of the late P.- G., Ham- ertou is being prepared by his widow. Mrs. ITs.inerton is writing in English, although she is by birth a French­ woman. .. Two romances of colonial life,: by Maud Wilder Goodwin, are being well received. They are "The IJead of a Hundred" and "The Colonial Cavalier," .the former dealing With life in Virginia in -1862 and the latter with scenes in Virginia and Maryland before the Rev­ olution. ••. j • Waiter Besanf'iias confessed to an interviewer that the happiest moment of his life was when he saw in the Pall Mall Gazette a review of his book on early French poetry. This was hia first work of consequence, and the total profits were eleven shillings and four- pence; but the praise the reviewer gave it compensated for all financial disap­ pointment. It is fifteen years since W. E. Norris, the novelist and essayist, plunged into literature, and he is uow a year under fifty. He is one of the few authors who give only their best work to the world, for, successful financially, ; he writes when he pleases, and rarely more than four hours a day. He never works at night. "Why should 1," lie reasons, "with the whole day my own T His chief amusement is golf. A T T H E B A R B E R ' S . A FEW MINUTES, AND HE REACIIEli TUE TOP OF THE CARRIAGE. ceptible diminution in their.speed. Still, on the train went, and nearer the two came together. Then slower, slower still. Had the driver of the other train observed them 1 Hands were clasped, and prayers, audible and unexpressed, were offered for help. Slower still. Then they stopped. Once more all heads were thrust out of the windows, and a fervent "Thank God!" ran the length of the traiu. The down' train had also been pulled up within a few yards of them. Hurried­ ly alighting, a rush was instantly made A Fool on the Pulpit Steps. Preaching in the abbey, Canon Wil- berforce told a good story or the cele­ brated Welsh preacher, Christmas Ev­ ans. who dared publicly to express his thankfulness for Jenny Lind's beauti­ ful singing. A member of his congre­ gation, a straight-laced * Calvinist, standing on the steps of the pulpit, ask­ ed the preacher whether a man dying at one of Jenny Lind's concerts would go to heaven. "Sir," "replied iir. Evj ana, "a Christian will go to heaven wherever he dies, but a fool remains a fool, even on the pulpit steps." Even the sober abbey congregation could hardly stifle its enjoyment of this re p?,rtee •--Wastmlnster Gazette. Shoots u Mad Lion. "Dan," a man-eating African.lion of huge proportions on exhibition at To­ ronto, went mad while having.a footii extracted. As .tlie dentist was in the act of pullUig the tooth the lion began to froth at the mouth, and with a fear­ ful roar made a rush at him. Col. Boone., tlie lion's keeper, was close by and shot the animal, killing him almosi instantly. ' . Details in the life of a farmer's wi/e: Get to bed, get up, get breakfast, gel dinner, get supper, get to bed, get up. Eugene Field's Double. In the days when Eugene Field lived in St. Joseph, Mo.. T. F. Indermille. of this city, also lived there, and the two very much resembled each other and dressed much alike, though they hud never met. One day. after both had been then1 more than a year, and had been frequently mistaken for each other, they met in a public place. Mr. Indermille says he was somewhat as­ tonished to see himself coming in at a door when he was really standing still. Approaching each other. Field said: "I know you. Y'ou are Indermille." "Yes." said Indermille. "and.I know you. You are Eugene Field." They had some pleasant conversation and afterward became fast friends. One day Field burst :uto IndermiHe'fc place of business they had now be­ come familiar enough to call each other by their Christian names--and said in a hurried way: "Say, Fred, I wish you to go and sit for a photograph for me. Some friends of mine want my picture, and I am so pressed for time that I can't attend to it just uow."--Chicago Times-Herald. The Motornian's Superstition A motormaii will allow his ear 10 run over a dog without any compunctions, but when it comes to a cat on the trick it brings out what little superstition there may be in the man. and most of the motornien have a little, says a con­ ductor. hy, I have known my mo- torman to run his car back half a square at night time to see if haj killed a cat. 1 lie headlight on the car seems to attract them after dark and they will stand in front of an approach­ ing car, with their eyes gleaming like balls of lire, they seem to make no effort to get .out of the way and dis­ appear from the motornian's view un­ d e r t h e e n d . i f t h e c a r , l e a v i n g h i m i n doubt a.". to whether he had killed them or not. 1 guess when they, get 0l,t 0f the range of the headlight tlmv realize their position Jind scurry <;Ut of',|,e way. Unexpected Attention. A young man who was walking along Dearborn street the other day stopped in front of an engine house and looked in. "Have many tires in this town?" he inquired of one of the firemen standing in the door. "We have 'em pretty often," replied the other. "Do you have to go to all of them V" "No. Not unless they're in our dis­ trict or unless there's a general alarm." "Ever try to see how quick y;ou can hitch- up V" "() , yes." "How quick can you do it?" At that instant there came an alarm. At the first stroke of the gong the men ran to their poatSy the doors of the stalls opened, the horses ran out and were •quickly hitched to the hose cart, and within a few seconds iuen, horses and cart were out of the door and speeding dowa the street. The interested young man watched the performance with undisguised ad­ miration. ' - A "By gum!" he exclaimed. "That's Chicago all over. There ain*|t another town in the United States where tliey'd go to all that trouble to show a stranger what they can do!"--Chicago Tribune. Empires Meet. southeastern part of a spot v, R11S- Where Three There is in the the Prussian province, si where the frontiers of (lerman sia and Austria meet. This point*' which is called ' 1 lie 1 hive Kmperors4 Cor­ ner, is In the heart of a great coal and iron legion. Count Schuwalow, the new governor general of Poland, re­ cently made a trip of inspection through •the Iron and industrial districts of Rus­ sian-Poland. and upon this occasion made a visit to this historical spot. where1 once the three emperors of Rus­ sia, .Germany and Austria met and spoke to each other, while each stood in his-own country. The party was heartily welcomed by a large number or German mine workers, who happen­ ed to see the cavalcade and-the array of carriages on the other side- After a short stay the governor continued A Snake Farmer's Fate. II. E. Hathaway, a Texas snake farm­ er. died recently at Beaver Dam. Wis.. as a result of being bitten by a diamond rattler while be was giving an exhibi­ tion at the If$lge County fair. Hath­ away cut open the wound, letting it bleed freely, and apprehended 110 seri­ ous consequences. The wound, how­ ever, began to swell and in a short time the man died in intense agony. Mr. Hathaway was one of the early set­ tlers of Merrill, Wis., and, being oblig­ ed to go to Texas for the benefit of his wife's health, he was induced t to • fo into the business of raising snakes by calls made 011 him for reptiles b# showmen and scientists.;. tie had beeir in the business about five years and had a farm of several hundred acres in Tex­ as devoted to ̂ reeding and raising shakes. i"' e/t a Ml the Str r. Corbett has a new play, as we pre­ dicted- he wo»;ld have, and all those newspapers space to the off should h as press age; dramatic ve; Express! Ci; . There is fordshire one night & mistake for hours earli Mail. hich gave columns of ze-fight that never came en to send in their bills in advance of tlie new Urc. -Now York Mail and The Stamp Drawer.. I once talked with a man who had served a term in prison for embezzle­ ment. lie said that the first step in his downfall was the stamp drawer. The clerks in that store, as in many, if not in most stores, helped themselves to stamps from this drawer foi\tlieir pri­ vate letters, using the firm's stationery also. What more natural than that they should take a few more stamps if they were ordering some trifle by mail'.' Having made the start and see­ ing 110 trouble therefrom, how easy it was to take a larger amount when a more expensive article was wanted! The step front the dollar's worth of stamps to the dollar itself was not a very long one, and then to Larger amounts, followed at. length by discov­ ery and prisob! This was the man's story, aud it set me to thinking.--Hard­ ware. Illoomers in Frisco. Bloomers are regulated by law in San Francisco, and just how far the new woman may go in adopting the garb of man litis been defined from the bench by.a police justice. A young woman was arraigned for wearing knicker- Iwcker^ while wheeling. There is a municipal 'ordinance which prescribes that "no person shall appear in a pub­ lic place in a dress not belonging to his or her sex." The court held that knick­ erbockers pertained exclusively to the male sex. Iiis honor intimated that had the knickerbockers been a little less well fitting and expanded sufficiently to be called bloomers they*" would have passed muster. In San Francisco bloomers must be baggy. Vandals Destroying Wild Game. The vandal^seeui determined to de­ stroy the last vestige of wild game. The laws of Oregon and Washington were enacted to protect the nesting ground of wild ducks and geese upon the Columbia and tributary waters, but the Spokesman-ReView says it is. "the-last of tlib goose; its roosting grounds along theColumbia have been invaded. It is a peculiar fowl and when its nest is disturbed the bird abandons it." Such vandals should be dealt with severely; but as a rule they are out of reach of the law. Tfte Jolly Customer Gets Into Trouble Over a Joke. As he took his seat in a Brooklyn barber's establishment the fat, jolly- looking customer turned to the knight of the shears and said: "Dot vas a bretty goote joke on Hans, vat keeps the barber shop aroundt the corner--don't it'i" "Vat was Lt? I guess I doa't alreadty hear of it," replied the elongated Ger­ man barber,, as he stropped a razor be- fore-begiantag work on his customer. -- "You don't have heard that joke?" said the latter. "It vas so funny I laugh myself all over efery time I think of it. It vas like this; A man come into: Hans' place und Hans shave him. He says to Hans, 'There vas something der matter mit dot razor,' und Hans he says, 'NixL' Then the man laugh like the divul nearly out of his chair, and say: 'Yes, dot's it--nicks, ha, ha, ha!' Bretty good joke, vasn't it?" "I don't see where dot joke comes out," replied the barber, as he daubed the lather in the customer's left eye. "You don't see that ' joke--nieksr asked the customer, impatiently. "Nix. I see me no joke mit nix; und I tink you vas crazy," replied the bar­ ber, emphatically. "Yel, if you don't see some joke mit nicks you vas bretty thick-headed," an­ swered the customer, in an angry tone of voice. "You vas foolish or drunk--maybe sun-stroked," sarcastically replied tho barber. "Maype I vas a drtmdard loafer," yelled the customer, "but I find me a barber who vasn't so thick-headed he sees 110 joke mit nicks," aud with that parting shot he went out of the shop, slamming the door after him. "Next!" called out the barber, and as the new victim took his seat in the chair he said: "Dot feller vat goes out. vas a fiam-fiimmer or a crazy luua- tlcks."--New York Tribune. One who -tile w and Effect. story told of a Hert- He went home late drank a pint of yeast in uttermilk. He rose three next morning.T-Cardiff ver driuks behind the bar Clear as 3iud. One of the undergraduates of Girton College, the. English Yassar. having inadvertently changed umbrellas with a fellow student, is said to have evolv­ ed this note: "Miss --- presents her compliments to Miss ----, and begs to say she has au umbrella which isn't mine; so if you have one which isn't hers, 110 doubt they are the ones." It is hard if people tlo not appreciate yon, but it is worse if your undershirt sleeves keep pulling UD. Romance of a Prison. There is material for a first-rate ro­ mance in a story that conies from a Kentucky prison. A prisoner under long sentence for murder was taken ill, and was nursed by the daughter of the prison warden. Propinquity gave rise to a clandestine attachment, and when the prisoner was recovered the young woman visited Gqv, Brown and inter­ ceded for his pardon. She was success­ ful. The prisoner obtained his release, the girl methim outside the prison walls and traveled with him to St, Louis, where they were married. The warden lias forgiven his child, and in. vited the young couple to come and make their home with,him in the State prison.--Buffalo Courier. Don't Let Tea Stand. If only one pot of tea can be made Tor a family taking their luncheon at different hours, every housewife should see to it that the tea does not stand with the tea grounds in it longer than from three to five or seven minutes. Af­ ter that time poor the t&l into another pot and throw the grounds away. If you have only one teapoti infuse the tea in some other vessel, pottery of some kind is best, and pour into the pot. In this way the injurious effects of the tannin which is drawn out of the leaves after a longer infusion is avoided, and you save yourself, your friends and family from becoming tea maniacs.-- New York Evening Post. Rare Postage Stamps. High prices paid for postage stamps at. recent London sales were;. Spain, two reals, 1851, ?140; two reals, 1852, $110; Madrid, three quartos, $58; Tus­ cany, three lire, yellow, $133; Naples, half tomese, blue, $81; Canada, twelvo pence, black, damaged, $135; New­ foundland, one shilling, vermilion, $140, one shilling, carmine, $105; six­ pence half penny, carmine, $65; New Brunswick, one shilling, violet; $92; Nova Scotia, one shilling, mauve, $105; United States, a set of fac department of justice, $58. , • • p " " The call to arms--"John, take the baby." '