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? PLANTERS LOAN AND SAVINGS BANK. A?t?USti, GA. > Paya Interest on Deposit*. I Accoants ?? Solicited. . . ? ? L. C. flajne, President. Chas, C. Howard, Cashier. VOL L.X?X- ", , ?DGEF?ELD, S. C., WEDNESDAY, JANUABY 6, 1904. mi NflTIONRL B?NK OF AUGUSTA lu C. HAYNB, Pr*. X. Y. ?. 70RD, Cfta&ler. Capital, $250,000. Surplug TJudivided Ptfflots $125,000 Facilities of oar m*?Blncent Nev Wi h leontalnlng 410 Saietr-Loek Boxet. Differ m' Sizes Uti offered"to oar patron? mad ike public ?t ts. ce io tlO-OOj>er ana Mt, NO. 2, One sw/ HEX Mr. Bowser'nad finish ed ~ Dre:t5?:isr' ?t?ie -'^olher -ih?f uh?r !?i$^tUU .liai ?aisb, to the ' bull' rack for iii?? "hat ui?j,??t;put of the.-opuse in ufteeu sec ^^onil?. ?o Sirs, ?Bowscr's^u'iiirisje be sat . 'down to Iii? cigar and 'seemed to bave forgotten that it was a week day. She waited for Ten inmutes and thou asked l? lie was going to talco a day ol?. "That's what I'm goiug io do." he re plied. ? ii r "Are ycu.goiug fishing or apythJbigV" "No, ma'?iiu. I'm going to stay right around the house and straighten things out. There are t)Ujtea.uuinborof things that ought to be* attended :to." t , '" Mrs. Bowser didn't ??krwhiit-thinge he meant, but awaited develi pmenta MB. BOWSER TOOK HTlt.BX.TPE KAI'.. with*>? presejitinie^nt..that -the day .would be made, lively nVft?^fifi o\vn pe?' cu liar, style. She had not long to wait for the b?giflning/.V?? i'-s On^o? 'the^orkf?Ql art-ia MK BOW-^ .. st r'ssfront^yurd is ^stone 'dog iii. an at-" tltade. ot ."reposed Th?'7i?tist "meant the. dog fo repose? and~3lTe"?og hnd*aJ^?S? beetf wf??hgi'FXut.the hoodies, passing , by.had ?ther^ide&s..Que of ?heir favor--?' " ?te -a.musen?eh't's" ?i "tb .niter'1 tho" yard and' sfabd'ili? "dog1 nprighfcf OT whirl - him .over on his back. In order to keep peace in "tlie? fainily Mr^'Bowser and the cook" thfrei stood -rea?y to t?h\ the dog back ns often as he was r?rncd over and said' nothing about--it - An hour-after brenkfas.t.on tliis'.pnrticuiar yCS?rixiug--iuix-? -. ha t^ygi? ? rs??!b??e> i w *> along .and decided to stand tho dog^on , bis head. They, did not reckon.'lipon' anjthing_beyond a wave of the bro?r? stick and ?. mihi protest from the cook, and Mr. Bowker^0MdJ^m\eas'y>4>rey when he suddenly rushed "QoAVn the front steps and upoa them. He posed them-in ten different ^ftuileR. tn?about a minute- and a-hnlf* landi -When tii?y? got out of the yard a -summer stock of old' HiraW hats, burtons and homemade k FEATHER DCSTER MAN WALKE] auKpeiii?^ mingled, wlth'th? stonc'cfeg to add "picturesqueness to- the scene.'^ Mr. Bowser had hardly got over pant ing from his- exertions when thewgerrj table man caUedr-one of ^tae. "twenty vegetable men passing through the* / street dajly. J3e..:called from his wagon ? on the street" f ronf'the c?rbstohe, from^ the gate, from the basement window. He announced that be had beets, pota toes.^ onions,, radishes, cucumbers, as paragus and beaus and that, the same were of his own raising, and he stuck to bis text for ten long minutes. Then the basement door suddenly opened,- and he was looking for the cook to appear and buy out his whole load when Mr. Bowser stepped forth and began performing. He also caused the vegetable man to perform. Beets, potatoes, radishes and cucumbers darkened the air, while asparagus, onions and ! jeans covered the lawn and told of a "bountiful harvest. The vegetable man had been left an orphan at an early age and had learn- j ed to depend upon himself, but he was caught in the flood and "swept off his , feet and rolled over and over until he was clear of the yard. When he finally . returned to consciousness he was seat- jj ed on his wagon and was half a mile v away and shouting "coal" Instead of "vegetables." f >? j t Mr. Bowser sat on the front steps with the cat beside him when.-a tramp who. was "working" the block espied hi m.fro m across the strjeet and decided that he had struck the* softest thing of , the season. Coming across the street' age (Juri?g 1 ? ?pbui?cii'Qg'o? , ns and leaning upon the gate be- pathet ically .inquired: ' "Boss, eau you tell uie if a Christian family lives here? By the^.Jpofce; of ?ttir?gs "they; ito but. i'm-.? apt-; su re and* don't want to make any iiiu?e- mis? takes." *"" Mr. Bowser bad no reply.. "If a Christian family "does. Hw here," continued the^auip, as be part ly opened the gato, ^t-non 1 want to say that 1 haven't bad anything to eat for two whole days, and I'm goiuj; to apply for ?'erust-. of bread. If ..tinte are no "crusts lying hroiiiU? I'll take a dime lu-'* stead. I'm no hog,...to,want nil a fuiu ily has got. How is it, boss ?" "Boss" was still silent, but had that tramp' be??'i? student, of character he. would have "been wa flied by the twitch'.' big. of Mr: Bowser's ears that the blood .hadrreacbed the 'danger point. 'TH come in( boss, .and talk things, . over with you,'.', he. said as he entered the yard. <1t's'"riot my f???lt that I'm down. I used to own the nicest mill dam j?"?u-ever sa.w, but when the mill da'ui Ir?sfg?t 'to going it froze" ?That' wns all he saicL'about the mill dams. Mri Bowser .rose-'fij) and tackled him and played horse' with him. and when he -got out of the yard and around thc cornet he didn't; have breath, enough left to tell a policeman wh?fher .i?yhad. peet?--run.- oyc-i'?byan ice wagon or knocked sky~b";;? by" a sewer explosion. . The next caller was the iceman. His wagon rattled up in ^J^ij^?lf^flj, and he seized a cliunk>oft?'?-jitt'ii^yTy. bore, it to the b&?^^:/^^tr'tt\i?:!ye?i?? "I-c-e!" at tlr^opt^ bte Voice: His ; ?ll was still echoing among . ti|e?hbuse tops when Mr. Bowser ?pped^S??fdre him: and asked: : > : '- >'' * " "How much dpe^that"chunk ^'eig"^?'" -?.Twenty-fik? pounds, of course.";"f: r don'tv&jfocve.'rt. I contracted With you for tweiri^'ftTe' pottnds. dailyv bat 1 have .be?? ?j??fting ..^^bftufc f??teenV''-Tako It out to the^?g'?n'and weig-h--itJi^ "Mrs. Bowser hasn't made no kick." ^vrl$^e['m\MttJjv;?.& '.' ..?.. *.. The ?hu'nk weighed n?net^en?^unds, and after?ai Httie^-inratalvffgurin^? Mr. Bowser observed:yyyjjU.";?.*..?"* '> .vj, **"T. shall take ?;?onar^bi?^y?^-n?xt bill for> sUot;.tiig?, and don't try''?any more hocifspocus^heEe." , . ' The ii^t^ggjg^^KHi?^ hri^ be looked -Slr;-Bonser. pv?T5tifd'-coi^??ed . to make up ;the^stoyr^i^anil;.ta^e it out of some widow's family. "' $ As the Iceman rattled away upon hi*' frozen route*1 the ^grocery"-wagon arrive" ' fya .-~v*>a w ^roc^rar.' ooy -n e see n u ecr 'wi in ur- " .basket *and"kicked the gate open. When. ? be reached the basement door he at tempted to kick that open also, and when it resisted he turned in a . Are alarm on -fte" bell and executed a war dancev-while, waiting for .tbe eook to open'it. .'.When he was admitted he set up a 5FH!S*fe-ant%t^?>0:*>- pat'the girl on the back, arid be was "asking her if she eouldu't pass.him out a bottle of beer -.'.t. ... .? .'. -.?"?? _; . D UP .THE ??JR? IN' HICE! HOPES. When Mr. Bowser took him by'the"ear jynd led him outdoors to the s and into the back end of his wago* "What's t?ie matter?" aske<". boy, as his ear was finally releast and the tears came to his eyes. V'You simply mistook my hquse^or a factory. Don't do it again." During the day an old clo* man called and rang the front'door bell for five minutes. Mr. Bowser simply threw him Into the next yard. A popcorn man In sisted that the cook call Mrs. Bowser down to taste and to buy, and when she had failed to discourage him Mr. Bowser took him by the arm and led him out of the gate and warned him of the yawning chasm. A German band got all ready to play in front of the house and go on a col lecting tour afterward, but Mr. Bowser beckoned to the leader and held a whis pered conference with him, and not a toot was tooted. A feather duster man ?' walked up the yard in high hopes, but dusted himself and his dusters out again without making a sale, and a sil ver polish man. went away saying that 'anybodyvwho threatened his life laid himself liable to the law. There were others, and all of them mut Mr. Bowser and went away to re member him for long weeks, and when the day drew to a close and'he lighted ,a cigar and sat down to a well earned rest he complacently said to Mrs. Bow ser: ., . "Well. I don'i think there are any , niprc, and I will now rest up and enjoy "myself." M. QUAD. SRTISERJOB )04. Do not s .Bdg'ef?ielfi. # w?k. Sati m w ??? ? ? m ? ?- ? '?? ?? } GEMS IN VERSE The Ripening Years. Zn spite of all that poets sing About our childhood's happy hours It seems to me thafc'ey'ry spring Bringa greener fields and sweeter flow ers. '."*.'. The foliage "upon the trees Seems greener as lt reappears; There's something In the-very breezo . That grows more sacred with the years. ??-...*; \ , Somehow with, each succeeding June " New lusters come Into the sky; ? Some subtle chgrd in nature's tune T Bounds'sweeter as the years rolLby. ' -W. H. Wilson in Four Track News. . Breaking the Icc. ? We had some offish neighbors once that moved In down the road; We reckoned they was 'bout the proudest' folks we'd eyer knowed, , .An' when we passed 'em now an' then we held our heads up high - . To make dead sure they couldn't snub us if they was to try. It really made m? nervous, so I jes' . braced up one day An' ,'tt?ought .I'd go aheatf an' .show my *'u manners-'any way. On * Sunday, 'stld o' turnln' round an' ' gazln' at the view, . : I looked at them an' pays, "Hello!" An' li? they^ays, "Howdy do!" . . It wa'n't the cold a?T"?ormal greetin' that ti - you've .sometimes heard; They smiled; arf 'said lt hearty, like they "*. meant it, every word. It's- solemnf to" reflect on what we miss "along jlfe's way By not Jes"~beln" natural an' good humor ed day;by*day.' There's lots' o' folks who fling the simple Joys- of life aside Because they dread the shadow of their j ':f gwn unconscious pride. An' -nine times out o' ten you'll find?the rile works, right a-n' true "Jes* tell th? world' *He?i?!" an' it 'll an swer VQo.wdy do!" . ; " - v "j* "-1'-' ;' -Washington"Star.. . ' Mot Understood. Not understood. We move along asunder; . Our paths grow wider" os \ the seasons creep.. V'-i/"! Along tho.'years; we roarv?l and we won ..> der;-; ? ' '. ' .. . . ., .?Why lile is life, and tfien we fall asleep-' . - ' i Not understdbd..' Not understood. We gather false Impres sions 5-,' ?,< yAnd h'ug'them closer i?sr U\p years go by Till 'virtues ^bf ten-.-seem lo us transgres slons, - . i. And thus'men rise and fall and live and ; die^-'-' .. ..... Not understood. " Not understood.. Poor souls with stunted ?. viSWrr* ?<.' "Oft measure giants by their narrow '. . 'fi?ug-e;.. ...?..";'.'. The poisoned shafts of falsehood and de- I ris?on Are oft Impelled 'gainst those who mold ' the age Not understood. Not understood. The secret springs of ac tion Which lie beneath the surface and the show / Are disregarded. With self satisfaction .Not understood. How trifles often change us! The thoughtless sentence or the fancied slight . :. **.. Destroy long years of friendship and estrange us, And on our souls there falls a frew .ng blight^-.-:;. Not understood. ' - . .Not understood. How many breasts aro aching For lack of sympathy! Ah, -day by day How many, .cheerless, lonely hearts are breaking! How many noble spirits pass away ~V - Not understood! O God, that men would.see a little clearer Or Judge less harshly when they cannot see! ? . O God, that men would draw a little nearer , . To one another! They'd be nearer thee. And understood. On the Plains. The sun sinks low. The golden glow Falls Blantlng o'er the tawny plain; .' - . A gentle breeze From faroff seas Blows gently d'?r the Wagon train; A mellow beauty softly reigns 'Tis aunset "on the western plains. .. The twlukllng stars, . . Through azure bars, Look down upon the darkened plain; 1 The coyote's cry And night wind's sigh , Are blended In a long refrain; ' A mystic, wild enchantment reigns 'Tis midnight- on the .western plains. . Long rays of light *.' Dispel the .night Aa slanting sunbeams span the plain; . Wild flowers, fair Perfume the air. While westward wends the wagon train; The god of day in glory reigns 'Tis sunrise on the western plains. -Louis P. Callahan In Pittsburg Dis patch. i . - . ' _"'*. ' '."*. Ambition. Ambition la a circle where men run. Each hoping he the leading place may find. Each backward glance shov, 3 him tho winning one; Each forward look tells him he ls be hind. He quaffs betimes the red wine of suc cess, ' And then aside he casts the empty cup; Another round^ and In his eagerness That which he flung away he would take up. Ambition l9 a circle where men run, Each fancying himself may hold the lead A race with prized guerdon never won, Where no one ls contented with his meed, Where men go, striving ceaselessly the round And think at last their efforts are com * ...plete., .. . When, following, they he. the warning ?' sound .The falling of a nearing ra -J's feet. -W. D. Nesbit in Chicago Tribune. What lt ls to Live. To. grapple fate and fearlessly Defy its stubborn, stern decree Until, disarmed, the terror iles Beneath our feet, recoils and dies; To look beyond, content to walt And dignify our low estate By bending lower, e'er to seek To help the fallen, lift the weak; To take no backward step-to wit. Be sure that each ascends a blt, To love the best, the best to give This ls the meaning solved, to live. ' -Boston Transcript i OFFICE is vi end your orde: Lsf action guar CEMENT STONES. Any Farmer Can Make and Use TL en? For Farming, l?ur pones. Comparatively inexpensive machines have boen produced which, when used by even thc ordinary laborer, eau pro duce cement stone of varying sizes at a cost of 15 to (JO pe/ cent less than kiln, run brick and in the east at th? same cost as lumber. . -i.' The stone eau be made to resemble cut Stone, thus giving an added beauty to-the building. Throe hundred pounds of cement and one yard of gravel will make about thirty-seven stones S by 10 I ny 20 at a cost of 10 cents each, $'13.70, even estimating your labor at $1.50 per day, which will take the pince of SOO brick nt a cost of $S per thousand, $0.40. Any farmer can make them. It ..costs less to lay these stones than.lt does brick or stone. The inside of the wall can bc- plastered with a thin coat of cement, thus making the wall and floor one unit, lt therefore must be ab solutely air tight. Cemeut stoues do not decay, will en dure for generations, arc impervious to moisture, arc cheaper than any other building material save" lumber and, taking into consideration their endur ing qualities, are even ? cheaper than lumber and cnn bc made by any ordi nary farm laborer. The building does not require painting, which is a saving in original construction and mainte nance. The lise of cement stone for building purposes is no experiment, as many large factories, power houses, cold storage plants and residences have been erected of cement stone. The dai ry building at the Toronto Industrial exposition, Toronto, is constructed of Portland cement stone and is highly recommended by the Canadian com missioner of agriculture'. So says a 'Rural Now Yorker writer, who gives further information as fellows: The composition is usually six parts sand and one part cement. Secure good, sharp gravel, which contains a small amount of sand. Do not screen. Do not use sand or gravel that has any surface* dirt, hardpan or clay or any partiell'? of decayed wood or other for eign substance.. Tor an economical foundation wall thc byproducts of ? stone quarry or even cinders or refuse from mines may be used. This means, a source of revenue where before the disposal of this waste was an expense. Place sixty shovelfuls-of sand and gravel upon a platform, spreading it out three or four inches thick, and then spread 'over it 100 pounds of Port- . land cement. Mix thoroughly by shov- . eling to the center, making a ridge six I or seveu feet long and two feet wide. ' liCILDINft STONES OE OF.OTNT. Rake it down and shovel it as before, and by handling it two or three times ? lt will bc well mixed. If It does not ' show a good, oven color give it another turn, for much depends upon getting the cement evenly distributed. Hollow j out the tup and put on water enough to moisten it thoroughly. Thou shovel as before, lt should have water enough to give it the appearance of freshly dug earth. The mixture 1% now ready for the cement stone machine. There are several machines upon the market, I covered by different patents, operated j by various devices, some molds which j are hand tamped and others by pr?s sure, makiug the blocks either hollow or solid. Thc hollow blocks are - ad vocated for the ventilation throughout the entire wall, making it warmer in winter an'", cooler in summer and re ducing the cost' of manufacture. Some face the stone with a mixture of two parts sand and one part cement, thus making an extra strong concrete, greatly adding to the beauty and in creasing the imperviousness to mois ture. Samples of the stone are shown in- the cut. The stoues are removed from the niachiucs upon wooden pel lets and placed in the shade and out of the wind and allowed to cure. Each doy they arc given all the water they will hold. This is continued for ten or fifteen days, when they pr? rendy for use. "By various pigL ? they re semble brown and other jue. Storing Celery. Dig up the celery stalks, leaving the roots on. and stand them close together in a uaiTow trench, tops just even with the ground level. Gradually cover them with boards, earth and manure. An-' other way is to set them upright upon the floor of a damp cellar or root house, keeping the roots moist and the . tops dry. News and Notes. The imparts of raw silk in the last fiscal year were thc largest in the his tory of tho government. Potato storage requires a uniform and cool temperature, with neither too I much nor too little moisture. ; A "railroad gardener" is said to com mand a salary all the way from $1,500 ! to $5,000 a year. I "Money in bananas" in Central Amer lea is the report of a western man who Is largely interested in plantations there. L. W. Lighty. a dalry authority, has? found rye silage uusatisfactory-sour j and moldy. I Tho improvement of the soil should be one of the chief aims of every farmer. J^J--ll I1 iHH IH "ll-I 3ry grateful fo rs off to help 1 antee d. CARPENTERS IN INDIA. l"|ey Are Curries? About Measure? monts, Tool? and Time. he chief faults of the Indian car piter are his neglect of accurate in iisuroment, his carelessness with re g? (1 td the efficiency, of his tools and bl j lack of perception of the value of ti le ns a factor in the execution of w jk. He has also to be taught to oc ci {r his mind witb the work in hand ai^is much as possible to exclude .ker subjects: 'or example, the making of a Jack p] ne involves the choice of the wood, cc iSiderations as.to size, the angle of ?t? blade and its cutting edge, the wdge and its holding power, the ban di iand finally the operation of plan In*; All these operations are capable ol Very simple explanation, and this ejitcise provokes au emulation among sticfents while exercising their reasou lu gowers. No Indian workman buys a 1?ib?e, He buys the blade and makes thwrest, but he rarely makes it well. Hcjtiuys a saw blade and makes the handle, and, generally speaking, he sj irids the smallest possible sum on his 01 it in spite of the extra labor the eoiioiny Involves. He must therefore batkught to make as many labor sav in*iools as possible and to make them witt He has to be taught the use and renpr of a grindstone and how to mo)ht lt In wood without metal fit ting. The hard, tough woods so com mon in India make this an easy mat ter^ The Indian bas yet lo be taught tb?} grinding and whetting are two district operations, the first removing OOSper cent of the metal and the sec onii,producing the cutting edge in a feufstrokes. His saw is In such bad ordir that he cuts tenons, as a rule, will a mallet and chisel, and his igno ran? of gauges renders him unable to male even twenty art'cles exactly alifc?. He rarely knows what size of nail or screw to use on a given job. HB screw is always too small.-Cas sierfe Magazine. I'nofflclnl Criticism. Mr. Hogg-What d'ye do with these pictures when you've finished 'em? The Artist-Then I hang them up In my room. Mr. Hogg-Gad, you must have a deuce of a roomful! Where She Drew the Line. He had been reading to his wife-she had auburn hair and a ready tongue-a lot of hot weather advice. As he re peated the various- items that were said to be conducive to personal comfort with the thermometer at 90v3he nodded her. head approvingly. "That'd all right," she said. Then he looked back at the paper and added, ''Good temper is also a gTeat factor in hot weather happiness." "What idiotic nonsense!" she cried and would hear no wore.- Cleveland Plain Dealer. Acute Vision ot Birds. ! Birds have very acute vision-per haps the most acute of any creature and the sense is almost more widely diffused over the retina than ls t?e case with man; consequently a bird can see objects' sideways as well as in front of it. A bird sees-showing great uneasi ness in consequence-a hawk long be fore lt ls visible to man. So, too, fowls and pigeons find minute scraps of food, distinguishing them from what appear to us exactly similar pieces of earth or gravel. Youn.r chickens are also able to find their own food, knowing Its position and how distant it is aa soon as they are batched, whereas a child only very gradually learns either to see or to understand the distance of an object. Several birds-apparently the young of all those that nest on the : ground-can see quite well directly i they come oiit of the shell, but the young of birds that nest in trees or on rocks are born blind and have to be fed.-Chambers' Journal. I President For a. Day. David R. Atchison of Missouri had the unique honor of being president of the United States for one day, and thal was Sunday, March 4, 1S-10. Theuern] of James K. Polk expired on the morn ing of that day, but, as it was Sunday thc president elect, General Zacharj Taylor, was not inaugurated until nexl day, March 5. In.consequence the pres ident pro tem. "of the United State.? senate, D. R. Atchison, was the actinj president on March 4, 1S49. However he bad presided at a night session ol the senate, which lasted until awa* after midnight of Saturday, and h< slept nearly all day Sunday, withou realizing the fact that he was pres! dent of the United States. Lisrht Lunch and Munie. A country girl in Dubliu went into i restaurant for ber lunch. She wa asked if she would have a meat (linne or "light lunch and music.1' Bein) curious, she chose the light lunch am music and was Immediately shown int a room where other inquisitive person were eating soup aud listening to i spirited if not satisfying perforrnanc upon the jcwsiiarp by one of the wall ers. She felt at the end of the men that she had paid high for curiositj but she could make no complaint r past favors Duild other to1 Wild Animals In Cmxivlfy. "Are wild animals happy in captiv ity?" said the keeper of the zoological gardens, in answer to a questlcn asked by a visitor. "Well, at first thought lt may sound strange, hut they are hap py, and some of them are very, very ; happy. "It. seems to be the general opinion that when the liberty of an animal ! used to a free life In the wild woods ls I taken away the animal will pine away and die. That's a pretty bit of sentir I ment, -but apparently it's all wrong. I You would naturally think that a wild animal In captivity would become dan ! gerous, but such Is not the case, j "Take the monkeys, fo'r^ Instance. : They look veryxunhappy, don't they? j Why, those little Imps play from morn i lng till night, aud they're as cheerful ? as larks, excepting when they are ill. ; Go In the bird house and listen to the j songs, the chirps arid trills, then look around for au unhappy bird. Watch i the bears play and the leopards and j other members of the cat tribe roll j over each other like little children on : a nursery floor."-Philadelphia Tress. The Strnin on the Eye. There is no reason why a muscle or muscles of the eye should not be fag ged out just as the muscles elsewhere do. Let one bear a weight all day long, does he not attribute his consequent headache to the heavy burden he has borne? It seems without elaborate thinking we could conceive of the re sults following upon prolonged use of the eye. Nature has done all she could to protect and prolong the usefulness of tlie eye. No earthly architect ever yet planned a structure that would not yield, crumble and fall, and the house human, so exquisitely uplifted in curi ous and mysterious ways, falls and re turns to dust more rapidly aud surely than need be, for the reason that we do not realize how much one part is sus tained or overthrown by another. One tiny muscle ls potent enough to disturb the whole economy, especially if inter current diseases exist in addition to "eye strain." Thc Drag Habit. Men of tnleut and brilliance whose mental products have pleased and as tonished the world and women around whose fascination and charm has re volved many a distinguished social cir cle have fallen alike victims to this insidious ii nd degrading habit. The false idea tlwt better and more original work can be done by means of such an unnatural stimulus has been the ruin of'many noble characters. Whether it be cocaine, morphia, antipyrine, phe nacetin-the shameful list grows al most daily-the fact remains that the highest mental and moral principles of the drug habitue are slowly under mined and dragged down to the dust. -,T.1IA J,, xe^ppsiU?g i os of the medical able, while tbo.^.l-Av'.-J:^-r^~r.-?. chemist are ha rd fy less.-London Medi cal Press. On thc Menu.' "What have you in the larder?" ask ed the cannibal king of his chef. "Not so much today, your elevated ness," explained the chef. "Nothing , except a printer and an actor." "Oh, well, fix them up some way." The chef bowed several times and j rubbed his hands together, j "What are you waiting for?" asked ? the cannibal kiug. j "Would your serenely altitudiuous excellency deign to suggest some meth od of preparing the two persons-some new dish, for instance, that would be pleasant to your royal palate?" "Don't go to any bother. Just put the printer In the pl and the actor in the supe." And the court jester stepped up and resigned.-Judge. An Anecdote of Ben Wnde. In the early winter of 18G1 bluff Ben Wade, the Ohio senator, is credited with saying, "When Chief Justice Ta ney was ill I used to pray daily and earnestly that his life might be pre served until the Inauguration of Pres ident Lincoln, who would appoint a Republican chief justice, but when I saw how complete his recoreiy was and how his life was prolonged I be ?;an to fear that I had overdone the business!"-L, E. Chlttenden's "Person al Reminiscences." Big Undertakings. "Talk about big jobs," said the cheer ful idlot/while trying to look serious. "Well," said the victim wearily. "Wheeling West Virglnin may be some and Lansing. Michigan may be rather a big surgical undertaking, but Flushing Long Island Isn't such a tiny little sanitary stunt."-Baltimore Amer ican. Unfortunate. Moneybags-How did your banquet go off, Banklurk? B.mklurk-Not ns well as lt might, yon know. The toastmaster called on a gentleman who had lost an arm and a icg to answer to the toast "Our Ab sent Members."-New Yorker. Political Economy. "Children," asked the school com mitteeman, "what Is political econ omy?" "Political economy," answered the precocious son of the district boss, "is getting men to vote for you as cheap as you can."-Green Bag. Hardened. Pretty Niece-Uncle Henry, I think every old bachelor ought to bo taxed at least .SHOO a year. Bachelor Uncle-Well, Myrtle, that would be cheaper than marrying.-Chi naco Tribune. Willie's Bedtime. Willie-Pa. if a war ship ls called "she" why isn't it a woman-? :-war? Vi Father-It's your bedtime, Willie. I Boston Post. _ and solicits a c wm TH?? At NEW SHORT STORIES How a Great Sons Wa? Made. Bizet, the famous composer of "Car men," and Halevy,' his librettist, had a warm argument over the original score of the toreador song. When Bizet sub mitted it to Ha levy's judgment the lat ter remarked that it was good-too good, in fact. "It's BO good," he continued, "that it will never be popular. The public won't comprehend it. You ought to put more snap and swing into It, and then 3-ou will get your encores." "Great heavens!" retorted the piqued Bizet. "Do you want me to write for the slums?" And he went out of the room in a huff. Thinking over his associ ate's advice, however, he concluded to try the effect of revision and so changed the score that it bore but little' resemblance to its original estate. "Listen to this," he said later, re turning to Halevy's apartment. "Here is my toreador Idea written down to your popular level." Halevy after listening to it warmly approved of the new score, and the song was given as we now have it It was the great success of the first night, while the rest of the opera failed for a time to command popular favor.-Chi cago Inter Ocean. Arthur Wai Timid. Chester Allan Arthur was probably the most timid of all the presidents In the presence of newspaper men To one newspaper man Mr. Arthur once made a most particular exhibition of what the journalist was> always puz zled to define, saying that it may have been personal vanity and it may have been real kind heartedness. The corre spondent was walking up Pennsylvania avenue with his son, a Uttl? shaver not more than five or six years old. Catch ing the child under the arms, the digni fied chief magistrate swung him to his shoulder and held him there for a mo ment. Before releasing him the presi dent kissed the child on the cheek. As he swung him down to the pavement Mr. Aurthur said: "When you are an old man you can say ' that the president of the United States gave you a ride his shoulder and kissed you before he set you down!" It Didn't Peace the Walter. Henry Ward Beecher was amused when he went into a Bowery restau rant on one occasion and b*ard the walter give such orders to the cook as "Ham and," "Sinkers and cow," etc. "Watch me feaze that waiter with an order which I believe he won't abbre "POACHED EGOS ON TOAST FOB TWO." viate,"' remarked Beecher at length as the walter approached. Then he Bald, "Give us poached eggs on toast for two, with the yolks broken." But the waiter, who was equal to the emergency, walked to the end of the room and yelled: "Adam and Eve on a raft. Wreck'em." It ls related that Mr. Beecher nearly fainted.-Detroit Free Pr^ss. One He Couldn't Read. During these days of post office in vestigation a story ls told of a post master down in Virginia. A young man from New York went to one of the little places in the old otate to visit a relative and, having occasion to write, secured a postal card. "You had better not write anything private on that card," remarked his sister. "The old cobbler who ls post master here reads every card." But the young man was writing to a chum, and they had been studying shorthand together, BO he put bis mes sage in pot hooks, curves and dashes and mailed it He had not got far from the office when the old cobbler rushed after him, shouting: "Here, you! Here, you! I can't read what you've written on this card!" Cardinal Vavffhan's Taet. The late Cardinal Vaughan of Eng land had an irresistible tact that made him well liked in Protestant circles. His good taste in avoiding religious disputations of any kind when in soci ety was one element of his acceptable ness. His brilliancy of conversation was another. On one occasion the i Duke of Devonshire invited him, with a score of others, to dinner on Friday, ' quit? forgetting the 'significance of the day to Vaughan, but the cardinal put in an appearance and so completely, ' engaged the attention of thc3e who sat near him by his flow of wit and elo quence that they did not note until the banquet was over that he- had not touched cither food or drink.-New York Mall and Express. fl-- I ?ontinuance of >VERTISER \ j GEMS IN VERSE Epitaph. The field where men for little trophies vi?, The hollow acclamation lightly won. Allured him not; he laved the quiet skr. Wide spaces and the ^iniveraal sun. His spirit, native to the mountain air. Stumbled through marshy valleys dows to death; Broken In frame, he smiled to cheat de spair And strove to sing with thia, lmped?d breath. He Hes beneath; In life he vainly Jrled To breathe large notes .upon ? nute too slim. ;'? Unuttered raptures filled him till hc'dUd. Pray for his. soul; his songs ar? dwad with him. -J. E. Barton In Saturday Review. As lt Often Happens. Cooped in his tenth floor office. Mr. Brows Watched the welcome rain come down. He saw across the eky The jagged streaks of lightning fly. ;. He stood and wondered At the way lt thundered, And joy lit up his brow. "My lawn," he chirped, "will get a drenching now My sickly little lawn, the wont In Dreary hurst! The dust ls laid, thank heaven! In their beds Thc flowers will raise their drooping heads ? . As If to offer their thanksgiving. And life once more will be worth living." Still it poured. And still the thunder roared. Forth in the drenching shower * '.* At his customary hour s Fared Mr. Brown. Umbrellaless, the wettest man tn. town. But cheerful; he was homeward bound. He caught his train, and In due time ho found That, though he'd left the city all a-slop, In Drearyhurst lt hadn't rained a drop.! -Chicago Tribune. The Old Mus-cat-a-tack, Tou may talk about y er Wabash an'-'yer M las I DB i new aw; Tou may blow up the Ohio till you 'par* alyze yer Jaw; , , ' Tou may sing about yer Brandywine an' ' golly bu s tin' Blue, v >. Ter Maumee an' Big Sugar an' Tip-over a-canoe; .? Tou may preach about an' screech about yer lazy Kankakee, But there's not a single one of t' tm that's good enuff fur me. If you want to see a river that's a whoop in' crackerjack. Jist you tako a double header fur th? old Mus-cat-a-tack. Rooster in the corncrib, peacock on th? gate, r * An' a chap fm Buzzard Glory li a spark in' Sister Kate. The box ls full of kln'lln', an' the bucket's full of coal; The pancake's on the griddle, an' tba sugar In the bowL The backlog's in the corner, the tobeck?*'? In the pipe. An' they got my city cousin In th? woods a-huntln' snipe. The cellar's full of apples, an' th? fod der's In the rack; Tou kin bet lt's jolly livia' on th?-old Mus-cat-a-tack._ 1 _r . ?_v.-- tho wheels a-hummin' In th? little- yaller mill; I kin see the WP ter drlppln' in the holler sugar troff; I kin hear the gals a-laffln' as they com? to "sugar off;" ' i. I kin see my father stan'in' there a-lcanin' on the hoe; I kin hear my mother Bingln' as sh? used to long ago; .: < As soon as I kin git a chane? you'll st? me make a track fi Fur the water beech an' wlilers on th? old Mus-cat-a-tack. -Charles Asbury Robinson in Indianapo lis News. _ Slumber Song. Over the waves of a Bilvery sea A bonny wee cradle comes sailing to rn?; Sailing alone without captain or crew, Bearing one passenger-baby, dear, you. . Love's precious chain that you wind round my heart . Nothing can sever; Tour little life ls of my life a part Now and forever. How came you here along Slum ber Land Stream? Did the muon guide with its silvery beam Or did you know I was walting alone, Walting to love and to shelter my ownT Resting at last with the lull ot th? ??a' ' Baby ls sleeping. . .While the good angel who brought you . to me Safe watch is keeping. Baby's long journey ls over and past; Close to my heart you ar? anchored .at last; s v Tender and warm as a dear little dov?. Conscious not even of mother's fond love; Tossing no more on a billowy crest. Turning and shifting. Scie in my anns I will hush you to rest; Cradle, cease drifting. -"Evelyn Simms in New Orleans Tunes Democrat. _ I WI I ! Go Out X will go out Into cool woodland places, Among old forest trees . That have heard many pray'rs, seen many faces Of men, and meet the breeze And sun and rain and dwell awhile with these. There are calm spirits in the trees and mountaina To those with eyes to see The old wood sods Ur? yet; forest? ?nd fountains " Tleld them security. < Ii I stay silent they will speak with rsa. Perfumed with pray'rs, I shall espy them stealing Across the dim lit lawn Ere evening's torch be raised or when revealing Another day newborn The wind talks with the mountains. In the dawn. I will go out Into cool woodland places With open heart and ears And be a child again, running swift races With backward reaching years And laugh again and know God's gift of tears. , -H B. Babcock in Loudon Outlook. August Gardens. There is no summer garden close Where August hath not blest the sod. Tolled mid the lily and the rose And at the twilight walked with God. The paths whereon the waysides bloom She holds as sacred and as dear. And, passing through, she whispers low. "My Lord the Gardener ls here." -Frank Walcott Hutt in New Orleans Times-Democrat. Be not with honor's gilded balts beguiled Nor think ambition wiso because 'tis brave; For, though we like it, as a forward child. 'Tis so unsound her cradle ls her grave. -Da venant' your patron vorks for the" 9