CHILD BF*IDES OUT OF DATE. A VOYAGE AT DUSK. Lapland to Napland the way is not long, the anchor we lift to a lullaby song, the rhyme of our music goes ringing away chores ttfat lie oyer the luminotts bay. motnentf we linger and drift with the tide, fflEhen out of our gay little harbor we glide; J©tur cargo is snug and our sailors are here, (We are rocking away on our journey, my dear. "From Lapland to Napland the way is not ' *ar' 'And our vessel we point to a fair ev'ning star, 'And go winging along to a haven tlyit lies iln the magical light of my little one's eyes. jFor our sails are unfurled, and the breezes are fair, (AmHhe name of our ship is the Rockaby Chair; O'er the billows it rides, and its rhythmic al swing Stan answering lilt to the song that we sing. . . „ JProm Lapland to Napland the way is not , - • , cold, , ffhere is shelter and warmth in the arms that enfold, iAnd the weary ouo finds on the welcom- . W. harbor of peace and a haven of rest; ij^rora Lapland to Napland the journey is '^ImusV V' 'And the Rockaby vessel is anchored at t f l | § $ > l a s t , : - J . v V /And the song that we murmur grqws ;• . fainter and dies ' ? - ©n the pillows of dowa where my little V '.. one lies. . • ' ir-Youth's/Companion. •y/f 1 w r--*S' Gradually the skin-covered opening iu the side of the wall grew faintly pale against the utter darkness; A sign that it was day. There was a slight stirring in the uncouta shape iu the corner of the hut; a movement of the occupant of the sleeping bag; and then a long yawn that announced fuller awakening, followed by a hurried scramble up to greet the Alaskan morn- 'tilln • • f The young man stood erect, his head aearly touching the smoky rooftree, and stretched his arms as one will in exultation. "June!" he said, laughing softly to Himself, "inside the limit of the time I «et--and I've struck it!" He lighted a match, and in a minute the flickering flame of a tallow dip shone on his strong, brouzed features, and showed his white chest through the open-throated red shirt. The air was musty with the odor of animal skins and whale oil, and he opened the door to let a shaft of gray light rash in with the air to sweep it like a magic broom, while he leaned against the casement looking westward, a smile still touching his lips and eyes. "Eighteen hundred and ninety miles from here to St. Michael's,-2,500 more southward to Seattle, and then a jour ney across the continent to where Miu- nie is waiting for me!" . It was summer in the Klondike, but Johu Rudow turned lii^ wistful eyes aver vast fields of unbroken snow that In a day, and then with the assurance born of sudden wealth, had looked around for a wife, and, quite naturally, selected Minnie. John in the hospital and out of a job wasn't in a. position <to hold his own. especially When the old folks kind of favored JlreKprosperous suitor. Of course, Minhie was loyal, but lie realized lie must make more out of his strong young arms than railroad ing offered. So when the company offered him an engine and hinted at some sort of re ward for him because lie did his duty he declined both. But he had a long talk with tli£ superintendent, and when he left the office he had transportation in his pocket.as far as_ Seattle, and let ters from the officials to the steamboat and transportation companies plying their craft between that point .and the Yukon River, whence he intended to go by bateau as far as possible into the heart of the. rumored,El Dorado. He told Minnie of his hopes and plans ana they studied the maps together. "There's where you must go!" she ex claimed one evening,. (pointing her plump forefinger to a line wriggling over one side of a yellow blot on the map. "See, the Indians have named .the little river Too Much Gold, and they know." She raised her hand im pressively; "that's where you'll find it." He caught her little fingers in his own brown band. "Just wait for me, Min nie," he said. "Wait three years, and then, if I don't come back--you'will kno-sy I have failed, and you may forget me." l;I am not the. forgetting kind, John," she replied simply. "Besides, you won't fail. There is gold -there, and you are young, brave, and not day John had found, after long search and repeated failures, a mine of richest gold.--Chicago Journal. "pon't cry ANY MOKE, LITTLE GIRL SHE SAID. raKK HE LEFT THK OFFICE HE HAD TSA58POKTA.TIOX IX HIS POCKET. m §fe"Y ma backward in billowy undulations toward the glittering mountains just etnerging in their whiteness from the iewae aad purple of the dawn. "It fe a long way home, little Minnie,' fe? efmttnaed, with the liabit of talking k&mzelf all people learn who live in molttude, "but if the desire for gold led me liere, the hope of a woman's heart aagbt to load me back again." He turned and went in, singing cheer ily, and broke some resinous twigs on the embers In the firehole, and soon the <»dor of coffee and the sizzle of frying iftsh sppke of a miner's comfort, even to the gold fields. Three years before John Rudow had toeen a fireman on one of the divisions ef the great Pennsylvania line. He was stoking for his brother, who had in his turn fed the fire-box for their father, one of the pioneer engineers of the company, until he li.id been given an engine to -run. Engineering runs in ftunilics, like playacting, and many an «W fellow grown gray in the service rests content in his well-earned little toome--not so far removed but that lie can hear the whistle of the trains--be cause he knows old "Thirty-three," or •whatever else may be the name of the panting thing, is guided by the tried -and trusted hand of his son. " So, like as not, John would have stav ed on the engine, and. perhaps, taught a boy of his own to sit ou the left-hand wide, in tithe, if it had not been for the i&ilf Jbridge disaster. You remember it, don't you?" The •^stanchions or something gave way tin nier the limited the Rudow boys Were running, and a hundred or so of the jBassengers were killed. John was engaged to Minnie Rose, as pretty and sweet a girl as you can find; eveu in Pennsylvania, but when he . eauie out of the hospital lie found he liad to face a dimculty he had had no «>a.tSn to expect. Jkn Brown, a widower of 50, had •truck gas on his farm and grown rich afraid of hardships." Then he kissed her and they parted. But many a time as he stumbled over leagues of blinding snow, as his feet tripped on deep, tough moss and were pierced by strong thorns on the moun tain; as lie heard the sharp cry of the gaunt wolf and saw the grizzly's eyes blaze in the darkness, he thought of her faith and pressed onward. And again when he learned the meaning of hunger and thirst and weariness, and when, at last, he reached the place he sought only to find the earth locked sol idly with the unbreakable key of win ter. In the little village under the shadow of the mist-hung Alleglienies life went along in its usual placid way. Brown had grown almost fabulously rich, a fact made evident by the attitude of his townspeople, who no longer called him "Jim," butspoke his name with a respectful .prefix. He had bought a piano and otherwise had decorated his- substantial homeland there were many whispers as to whether Minnie would give up her adventurous lover and sen sibly marry ; the/millionaire. Father Rose was on his' side, and, in fact, it was tacitly understood iKfolin failed to return at the time designated he could expect Minnie.^o yield. ^ Minnie's parents were not cruel. They knew the fifties of the woes that attend poverty, and? did not want their daugh ter to have them as her fireside sharers. Of course, they wanted her to marry for love, but .they knew more about it than she did, after all. They talked to her about it, and, after awhile, she said if John did not return she would marry Brown. ....... ... ^ - So the prej^rgtiops iopf^Weddlng went on. Janies Brown spent long evenings smoking Rose on the front porch, while up in her little White room Minnie, the .bride to be, prayed in the moonlight«t<iat -the right bridegroom .would not be itdo'late. Minnie's mother pinned the white veil on her daughter's head'and then drew the trembling figure into lietf.ftrms. "Don't cry any more, little girl," she said. "It isn't right with this veil on your head. Where yon give your hand your faith must go.7* .&uift'Minhie heard her. weepinglj- Cruelty Outwitted. Though the conditions of the mer chant sailor's life are not yet what they should be, the present evils are mostly those of neglect, rather than of downright aggressive cruelty. The old days, when a captain felt that custom demanded that he should knock his crew about with a marline-spike, are happily passed away. It is told of! the days when the famous "Swallow-tall" line of clippers sailed to Liverpool that a sailor once outwitted his officer by an ingenious means and escaped a heavy punishment. The mate was a rigid disciplinarian, who used to make the men wash down the iron masts seated in a bowline, be? cause they would get through their work more quickly if they had nothing but a knot in a rope to cling to than if they had the board of a "bos'n chair" under them. Another of this amiable officer's tricks was to stand by the forecastle door and administer a kick to. the last man out. This was to promote spry- ness and inspire respect. The t ush for the forecastle door can be imagined, each man thanking his stars as he got safely through. Somebody had to be last, however, and this misfortune fell to the lot of Dick H. for two successive mornings. To bo last once was. a gross offense, but to be last twipe was criminal, and he trembled as he approached the door. He knew the mate lay in waiting out side, and that every instant's delay made the matter worse. Suddenly a happy thought came to him. As ho reached the door lie turned round and savagely growled to an imaginary com rade, "Who are yer shovin', anyway?" Then he hurried by the mate, who still waited for the last man to appear, and was safe in the rigging before the ruse was discovered. It is a satisfaction to add that the sailor's shrewdness struck the mate's sense of humor, and the intended puu- ishment "was forgotten. "Come, daughter5? Hfer father stood i the door, liead^tb !Aff |$30down, for the minister was waiting. Dazed and faltering she descended, but at the foot of the stairs some one took her gently from her father's arm and held her against his bosom. She heard a mur mur around her. It souuded like tears Strange Scenes in Java. In Century there is an article en titled "Down to Java," by Eliza R. Scidmore. The writer says of Batavia, the capital of the island: When one has driven about the old town and seen its crowded bazars and streets, and has followed the lines of bricked canals, wh'ere small natives splash and swim, women beat the fam ily linen, and men go to and fro in tiny boats, all in strange travesty of the sol emn canals of the old country, he comes to the broader avenues of the new town, lined with tall tamarind and waringen- trees, a species of Ficus, with plumes of palms, and pyramids of blazing Mad agascar flame-trees in blossom. He Is driven into the long garden-court of the Hotel Nederlanden, and there has pre sented a spectacle of social life and cus toms that nothing in all travel can equal for distinct shock and sensation. We had seen some queer things in the streets--women lolling barefooted and in startling dishabille in splendid equip ages--but concluded them to be ser vants or half-castes; but there in the hotel was an undress parade that beg gars description, and was as astound ing on the last as on the first day in the country.--Woman's vanity and man's conventional ideas evidently wilt at the line, and no formalities pass the equa tor, when distinguished citizens and officials can roam and lounge about ho tel courts in pajamas and bath slippers, anu bare-aukled women, clad only in the native sarong, or skirt, and a white dressing-jacket, go unconcernedly about their affairs in streets and pub- licplaces until afternoon. It is a dis habille beyond all burlesque panto mime. and only shipwreck on a desert island would seem sufficient excuse for women being seen in such an ungrace ful, unbecoming attire--an undress that reveals every defect, while concealing beauty, that no loveliness can over come, and that lias neither color nor grace nor picturesqueness to recom mend it in itself. 'TWAS SUMMER OX THE KEOXDIKE. and laughter, both together. She look ed up sobbing "John!" All was confusion fora, little while; then .TameS Brown came forward. 'It's all right, Minnie," lie said, look ing suddenly noble in the weddin clothes that had before seemed unbe coming, "and as it should be. Be good to her, John." There was a quiver iu his deep voice, and those who heard him lifted eyes dimmed with unexpect ed tears. But it was not until the dear old min ister, who had baptized them both, had heard the tender marriage promises INGULAR how sentiment changes with the modes of a cen tury. Did you ever remark that, according to all authorities concerned, your mother and the mother of every one else of the present generation was wedded at eighteen? The grandmam mas usually met their mates aud mar ried them while still at* school, and ac cording to tradition their "first long frock Was tlve wedding robe." Things have changed. -The girl • of eighteen to-day is hardly finished school, sbldbm in society, and she very rarely marries until she lias tasted two seasons of social joys. To be sure, even with this late marrying, di vorces are more numerous than in olden time. But, then they are less frowned upon. Even a broken engagement in other days was a stigma which no young woman carecl to bring upon herself. And the broken eugagemeut is often a blessing in disguise. The moral of the whole affair seems to be that young people should beware of impulsive betrothals. Boys and girls who are scarcely out of their teens cannot be regarded as having fixity of mind, and the chances are that before the ihymeneal altar is reached both will have seen that they were mistaken. When this stage is reached it is infinitely better to draw back before the final step has been taken which may ruin two lives.--Leis ure Hours. . 1 . . School Examiner in Kentnckr, Miss Ludie Steele of Parbourville is the first Kentucky member of her sex to be appointed one of the board of school examiners. She recently en tered upon her duties and is giving MISS T.UIME STEET.E. entire satisfaction. Applicants for certificates of qualification to teach In public schools of the Blue Grass State must all appear before the board of which she is a member, and she is credited with being one of the most efficient and satisfactory who ever held the position. Miss Steele is 22 years of age, good looking and bright. Her success iu securing the place she now worthily fills is well deserved, as she has won her own way. She taught school and thus earned money with which to finish her education, at the same time helping an elder brother to prosecute his studies in medicine.- women who know only the slums of Chicago have no conception of the horrors and misery of the slums close to the aristocratic parts of London. The girls which Miss Brpwn's special mission reaches are,so rough and law less that the. Salvation Army would' not take them in, and the directors of a mission which had invited the girls to tea refused to allow them into the building again. The girls came tc the feast with pillow slips fender their aprons and snatched everything to eat ;off the table before their hostess could stop them. Finally the courageous women interested in. the welfare of •these young semi-savages decided that to reach the girls they would have to live among them. Ten dauntless wo men took up their residence in a rick ety old house in the very heart of all the misery aud squalor which make the wild girls what they are, and their efforts at last were met with more than encouraging responses. "But itis ipery hard on the health," says Miss Brown. "Two years will break down anyone, so we have lost some of our best work ers." Umbrellas Should Be Rolled. A young woman who works on um brella covers, In speaking of the treat ment given that useful appendage, said: "If half the citizens of the world only knew such a simple thing as how to roll up an umbrella most of the um brellas brought to dealers to be mend ed would never have needed repairs. The right way to roll your umbrella is to take hold of the ends of the ribs and the stick with the same hand and hold them tightly enough to prevent their being twisted while the covering is being twirled around with the other hand. Then your umbrella will be as nicely closed as when you bought it. and the only wear and tear will be on the ciotli. It is twisting the ribs out of shape around the stick and fasten ing them there that spoils most of the umbrellas. Never hold the umbrella by the handle when you roll it up and you will find it will last longer and cost less for repairs." Since Kaby Came. Since baby came The buds aliasing a brighter, merrier lay, The Weary, darksome shades have ded away. And night has blossomed into perfect day Since baby came. Since baby came > The world is joyful and the home life sweet. And every day with brightness is replete, And time speeds by on swift aud light some feet Since baby came. Since baby came Dark, grim-faced sorrow is replaced by mirth. At last I fealize life's precious worth. And far-off Heaven seems very near to earth Since baby came. --Ladies' Home Journal. Obeying Instructions. Much is said in these days about the want of obedience to parental authority displayed by the risiug generation, but an incident in which the contrary spirit was manifested is narrated by a proln- iuent Western lawyer. His 12-year-old soil, a boy of great spirit, but with no overabundance of strength, went to pass a vacation with a cousin who lived on the banks of a broad river. His father, iu his parting instructions, placed one restriction upon the boy's amusement during his visit. "I don't want you to go out in your cousin's canoe," he said, firmly. "They are used to the water, but yon are not, and you haven't learned to sit still any where as yet. You'll be there only a week, and with ail the other amuse ments the boys have, and the horses and dogs, you can afford to let the canoe alone for this time, and keep your mother from worrying all the while you're away." The boy readily gave the desired promise. On his return he was en thusiastic over the pleasures he had enjoyed. And I didn't mind canoeing a bit, pa," he said, addressing his careful parent with a beaming smile. "The boys taught me how to swim, and the only time they used the canoe was the last day, to go over to the other shore. But I remembered my promise, and I wasn'ct going to break it the last day, so I swam across."--Chicago News. Ptain Removing Remedies. Various remedies, oftentimes trouble some to apply, are now recommended for removing fruit and grass stains. It is agreeable to be assured that as a general rule it is a safe plan to try the effect of pure water upon a stain before using chemicals. Most fruit stains, for example, can be easily re moved by boiling the stained portion over a vessel and pouring boiling wa ter directly through it. This is a much better method than soaking the article, as it prevents the stain from spreading. Another way is to rub the stain with alcohol before putting it Into water, and still another is to apply a little salts of lemon, letting it stand for a few hours, when it should be washed off in clear water. Tills, by the way, is an excellent recipe for the removal of ink spots, though In all cases the stain will yield more readily to treat ment if it be taken in hand as soon as it is made. Grass stains may be removed by rubbing with alcohol, and iron rust by immersion in a hot solu tion of oxalic acid, following by rinsing in ammonia water. Sea Butterflies. Real water butterflies spread their lovely wings in the clear wavelets of the blue Mediterranean. Their scien tific name is Pateropoda, or wing-foot ed. The commonest is perhaps the boat butterfly." His body sc^ms formed around a tiny brownish kernel the slse of a grain of wheat, and is cov ered with a shell soft as gristle and al most transparent; his wings are large, roundish and clear as glass--so clear that before they can be examined they must be put in a saucer of water against a black ground. . The shell is so loose that a. mere touch separates it from the body. All the sea butterflies have, on their tongues rows of strong pointed hooks. They are all flesh eat ers. It is Wonderful to watch through the transparent shell and almost equal ly transparent body the motions of the heart. These butterflies lay eggs just like laud ones, and, like laud ones* are that even Mipnie knew that right where she had pointed on that distant fond of warmth and light Makes n Beautiful Complexion. It may not be generally known among American women that garlic is an aid to producing lovely complexions. It is to a steady diet of this plant and to the damp air of the washtubs that the pretty washerwomen of Paris, one of whom is annually chosen queen of beauty for MardI Gras, owe their un rivaled complexions. Mine. Adam, the editor of La Nouvele Revue, and con sidered a handsome woman to-day, re mained in the first flush of her young beauty for many years rfter she had passed the 20 mark. It was not witch craft which enabled her to defy time, but because she lived temperately and breakfasted on black bread and garlic. Points of Ktiqnotte. Acknowledge an invitation for din. uer or luncheon the day It arrives. Either leave your card or write a note to a friend as soon as you hear that friend is ill. Remember that it is a mark of good breeding to thank a person for a gift the day it arrives. Keep sufficient paper and envelopes on hand, so your notes.can be written at once, and remember that a dainty note is a mark of good breedii After you have attended a house party, whether large or small, do not fail to write a note of thanks to the hostess. A HAIR-DRESSER'S GRATITUDE. Tie Restored the Priceless Crown Jewels of'France. On the 16th of September, 1792, the crown jewels of France were stolen. The following curious story of their theft and recovery w;as afterward con tributed to the Revue Retrospective by Sergeant Marceau, an official of the National Assembly. Marceau was one day visiting the prisons, when a con vict sent for . him. The creature was shivering with fear, and begged pite- ously that he might be allowed to be shaved. This was against the prison regulations, but the man was insistent, crying out: "Oh, be merciful, Monsieur^ Adminis trator. and let me be shaved! I, who never have done anybody any harm, look like some ferocious assassin with my hair thus! Let me be shaved and decently dressed, so that I may receive some pity when I go to the scaffold! I was by occupation a ladies' hair dresser, so you can see I was not a scoundrel." Marceau was so touched by this strange and pathetic appeal that he granted the favor. Iu the stress of affairs he thought no more about the wretched barber, who lie supposed had been executed. Short ly afterward the crown jewels disap peared, and though every effort was made, no trace of them could be found. One day a mulatto woman, who came constantly to the tribune Of the Jaco bin Club, approached Marceau, who was a member, and said: "What would you say if I enabled you to recover the missing crown jew els? I know a man who has the secret, but he declares that he will reveal it to no living human being but you. He is under an obligation to you, he says." With little faith in the woman's story, Marceau answered: "Bring him in at once!" .An hour later a man dressed in the uniform of the National Guard entered the apartment, and said, in a faltering voice: "Monsieur Administrator,.I can show you where to fiud the crown jewels, but you must give me your word of honor not to denounce me." "Denounce you for rendering such an important service?" replied Marceau. "You will rather deserve a reward." "I cau take no reward except my life. My name cauot appear in this matter without ilsking my head." "Speak! I promise you what you ask," said the magistrate. "Do you not recognize me, then, mon sieur?" inquired the National Guards man. , "No, I never saw you before." "Oh, sir, let me have your word as a magistrate that you will not give me up!" cried the man again. "Why all this mystery?" demanded the magistrate. "If you know any thing, reveal It. If you were an accom plice, I will protect you." "No, sir," was the reply, "I had noth ing to do with it. I am Lamlevette, the hair-dresser, whom you allowed to be shaved at the couclergerie. Al though I have been set free by the pop ular judges, the tribunal may arrest me again." "Do not be afraid," said Marceau. "Tell what you know about this theft.-' After kissing the magistrate's hand, the hair-dresser continued: "Two fellow-prisoners of mine were talking together one night about the theft, and although they used thieves' slang I was able to understand them. I pretended to be asleep, and I heard them say that all Uje crown jewels were concealed in twi) beams of a /noit5t\in I^asli^streety Send there as quicklyTTs possible, for they may not yet have been taken away. But I en- eat you not to mention my name!" le search was made; and the jew els were discovered, concealed exactly lere the hairdresser had said they were. The thieves were never traced. Charles Reade once gave a recipe fof writing novels to a young novelist now well known. The Bookman says it ran thus: "Make 'em laugh; make 'em cry; make 'em wait." A paper in McClure's by Ilaiulin Garland on "Grant's Quiet Years at Northern Posts'.' embodies personal rec- ollectic-is of Grant by his old comrades and associates at Sackett's Harbor, De troit, aud on the Pacific coast, and tells the. story of his resignation from the army. Mr. Barrle, since his return from America, has not been doing much liter ary work. He has been engaged in the dramatization of "The Little Minister," with which he lias made good progress. He did not at first intend to do the Work himself, but has now taken it in hand, and.it may be expected without very long delay. A volume of extracts from the works of Emile Zola is in preparation. Need less to say, the extracts have been chos en in quite a different spirit from that which guided M. Laport.e in making his uow notorious compilation. M. La- porte, it will be remembered, has just had to answer before the French law courts for having published a collection of what he esteemed the most realistic passages in the Rougon-Macquart se ries, his professed object being to bring the work of M. Zola into discredit. There are in France 2,150 women au thors and journalists and about 700 women artists. The provinces contrib ute most of the writers--about two- thirds--* while Paris is represented in the same proportion among the artists. Among the writers 1,000 are novelists, 200 are poets, 150 educational writers, and the rest writers of various kinds. The artists comprise 107 sculptors, and the others are painters, ranging over all branches of the pictorial art. BOMBARDMENT OF A CITY. A Birtlidny Gift. If any engaged girl wishes to give her lover a birthday gift that he will prize, and that will be full of the prop er sentiment, let her follow the pre vailing fashion and make him a sachet from her glove, advises Demorest's. A delicate pearl gray, snow white, or pale tau suede is the tliiug. It ought to be a five-button mousquetaire, and first of all, directly in the palm, she must cut out a space the shape of a heart, and fill this in with rich red silk. On the silk she must delicately. In geld threads', outline his initials, and then with cotton stuff the fingers, palm aud wrist. The cotton should first be thoroughly Impregnated with orris and violet powder. A thin gauze is laid un der the spot where the buttons catcli over, and the bottom of the glove Is neatly finished with silk, pink prefer red. Woman's fhoractor. Be careful how you speak of a wo man's' character. Think how nuuiy years she has been, buildiug it, of the They Were Once Newsboys. Nearly forty: years ago the New York Children's Aid Society took char-re of a small street waif named \udy Burke. He had been selling newspa pers, but the society sent him wc st to grow up with the country. He suc ceeded so well that lie was made Gov ernor of North Dakota some five or six years ago. The "Silver Tongued Orator" of Con necticut was a newsboy at tlie Grand Central depot in New York when he attracted the attention of a gentleman named Waller and his wife, who took the lad home with them, gave him their name and educated him. He is now Thomas N. Waller, a well-known law- y*r, who has been Governor of the "Nutmeg State." Thurlow Weed, who for many dec ades was a great power in New York and national politics, began life as a newsboy, and so did the late Dauiel Manning, avIio was a Cabinet minister during Mr. Cleveland's first Presiden tial term. Ex-Senator David B. Hill was a train newsboy, aud his route was between Albany and liuffalo. He worked hard iu Ills business and before he was 14 had made aud saved $500 Iu profits. 1 Calms the Sea. Sailors speak of a heavy shower "knockingdown a sea," and thatiu spite of the fact that the wind may still be high. It's rather hard to understaud just, how such tiny drops can flatten down the enormous swells of an angry Entrlish l"notory Rlrls Those who have been commiserating the hard lot of American factory gi is have, no doubt, good ground for claim ing that their lot Is* unnecessarily op pressive. Yet in Eliglan ' their sisters are In a far worse plight. Miss Mere dith Brown, the Bnglish philanthropist, who has been the champion of the fac tory girls -for some years, says that toil aud privations endured, of the j but the observatlons of a well- wounds received, aiu let no suspicion , known E Usll gcientist explaln it follow her actions. Her purity is the i Each d he says> sends be. salvation of the race aud hope of fu- | ^ surface a certain quantity of ture greatness and the redemption of j .v!ltor iu the form of rings, which, with man. Wipe out her purity, and man ! duftHv decreasing velocity aud in- siuks beneath the ware of despair with | " size, descend as much as eiglit- uot a star to guide his life into me \ ^ lllcheR below the surface. There- channels of safety. Think, then, be fore you speak, aud remember that it is uot difficult to root up the fairest flower that ever grew. « Fconomv in Corsets. Here is a li'rtit for the woman who is obliged io be economical: When your corset seems to be losing its shapeliness, steam It until the bones are soft and pliable; and then over a flat-iron you can restore tliem to their correct shape; this, of course, where whalebone is used.--Woman's I-Iome Companion. A cooking teacher insists that it Is not a notion, but a fact, that the cream should be poured first into the Cup and then coffee added to Insure the most satisfactory blending of the two. As perfect coffee is a matter of several carefully folloued small processes, it ' man who will work, and is honest, is reasonable that this precedence of , jS WOrth all the evangelists now In the the cream piayS-l^one of them. business. fore, when lialn is falling on the sea, there is as much motiop immediately beneath the surface as above, ouly the drops are larger and their motion slow er. Thus, unseen by the human eye, the water at the surface Is being made to continually* chauge places with that beneath, and in this way the wave mo tion is: destroyed. Hat! Year for Italian Vineyard®. The extraordinary rainfall of last sinner aud autumu was disastrous to the vineyards of Italy. The wine had to be doctored with alcohol and color ing matter to such an extent that It be came injurious to health, aud large quautites have been destroyed by the sanitary inspectors. Paris Suffered Little from tlie Cannon of the Germans. A good many people have been losing flesh and sleep over the fear of wkat a foreign fleet of warships might do to our great seaport cities like New York, Brooklyn, Boston, Philadelphia, San Francisco, New Orleans and others along the coast, but the situation is not at all serious. The landing of a hostile army of suffi cient force to make a stand It practical-, _ ly out of the question. The sole danger lies in a bombardment 1^ a fleet of warships and that is hardly more se rious, for weak as are the defenses be fore all the great liarbovs, they would be able to hold any fleet it the world at a respectful dlstance'suntil aggressive measures had been planned. At Boston the harbor entrance could be blocked by means o* torpedoes and powerful land batteries could be plant ed on Deer Island, Lovell's Island and a dozen other points far out from the city to keep the fleet at long range. Batteries at Sandy Hook, Rockaway x>each and other places off New York harbor could hold the hostiles twenty miles from New York and ten miles from Brooklyn, even If the tortuous • channel across the shoals was left un obstructed. These are the two most assailable ports on the coast. So far as bombardment is concerned, that is uot a terrifying matter unless huge mortars can be brougut up to close range, so tliat explosive shells can be dropped with accuracy at any desired point. During the Frauco-Prusslan war a battery of about 600 cannon rained shot and shell Into the city of Stras bourg from Aug. 24 until Sept. 27. The city was about oue-fourth the size of Detroit and the residents were able to hold it against the Germans until they were starved Into surrender. ; ' Metz, a town of about 50,000. was occupied by Marshal Bazaine for months, and starvation, not cannon shot, compelled the surrender. , Paris, after being beleagnred for months, was treated to a steady rain of shot and shell for nineteen weeks. For a few days the residents were scared and kept off the streets, but con fidence was soon restored and business went on as before. Occasionally a shell would fall lii the street or wreck a building, but the mortality and destruc tion of property was comparatively small. The residents we're put on an allow ance of four ounces of meat and eleven ounces of bread a day, and this was gradually reduced. They ate all the cattle and the horses and dogs were going fast when they concluded that further resistance would be useless. It would be impossible to snut up one of our American cities from the land ward side, and if a lar away fleet was able to land, a successful shot once a day it would be fortunate. Mariue bat- teriesiare uot noted for their accuracy at long range eveu in the stillest of water. • . . / These ports could be closed by a blockade beyond any question, and American shipping would suffer some what, but the same tactics as were practiced in the war of 1812 and 1814 would be adopted. Privateers would be fitted out by speculative individuals aud syndicates to prey upon the Britisn merchant marine on the high seas, for British ships are to be found in any direction. The reprisals would more than compensate for the iucouveuience of a blockade of the large ports. The' resources of the Uuitod States are sufficient to meet all the wants of its people, even if it was possible to blockade every port. Shut off from its cotton and grain and other great ex ports. the English people would be se riously inconvenienced. The blockade of Southern ports, during the civil war, cutting off cotton shipments alone, al most bred a famine in the factory towns of England.--Detroit-Nqws.j Hnth Ways. "'%»n't you know, my dear m .dam, that you are taking a terrible risk when you encourage your husband to go to the gold fields? The probabilities are that not one man iu a hundred will bring back any gold, and not ten in a hundred will evet return." "Yes, I know, an' I'm. taking my pliances both ways."--Clevland Plain Dealer. mii "m -------