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It is alleged that moro than 5.000 cheap pianos aro worked oil in New York and Boston every year at sales of household goods, and each one is advertised as "belonging to a lady who is obliged to dispose of this magnificent instrument on account of financial difficulties." A pumpkin grew to weigh 250 pounds at Newburg, N. Y., by being fed ou milk. One of the roots was allowed to rest in a basin of milk, and it consumed a pint cf the liquid each day. It strikes us as rather an expensive way to raise Dumnkins. Tho colonics of Australia and the neighboring islands havo soma twenty Bcicntific societies, with a membership of between 2500 and 8000. These organizations aro to meet in 1883 for tho purpose of forming an Australian association for the advancement of science, similar to tho important associations now existing in England, Frauce and tho United States. For ways that are dark and tricks that are vain the old world gambler, perhaps, discounts his enterprising brethren in America. A correspondent writes that in a gambling saloon in Moscow the walls and ceiling were covered with paper on which stars wero Btamped. Among the stars in the ceiling holes were cut, and a man lying on tho floor in tho room above saw the hands of thoso playing cards and telegraphed them, by means of wires connected with his shoes, to his confederate. There is lots of coal to be mined yet. According to the calculations made by a scientific writer lately, it requires a prodigious amount of vegetable matter to form a layer of coal, tho estimato being that it would really take 1,000,000 years to form a coal bed 100 feut thick. The United States has an area of between 800,000 and 400,000 square miles of coal fields, 100,000,000 tons of coal being mined from these fields each year, or enough to run a ring around the earth at tho equator five aud a half feet wide and five and a half feet thick, the quantity being sufficient to supply the whole World for a period of 1500 to 2000 years. The people of Oregon are looking, | Bome day, for an eruption from Mount Hood, an extinct volcano in the Cascade range, eighty miles east of Portland. Simultaneous with the earthquake at Charleston, strange sounds were heard in thn rrntnr r?f TTanrl -f nr cntrnrn 1 /I OTTO 1 ? w AJL"VV* AW4 kJU TUtUl UUJOJ UUV4 parties of tourists in tho neighborhood *"**" "became alarmed and returned to the city for safety. Geologists are convinced that it will resume operations some time. The last eruption occurred so long ago that the Indians have no memory of it. They have a tradition, however, that Mount Hood and Saint Helens were once close together ?one on the north, the other on . the south bank of the Columbia river. They lived in peace for thousands of years. One day they quarrelled, throwing fire, ashes and stones at each other. These fell into the river and blocked it up, causing the great cascades of tho Columbia. "W. A. CrofEut, editor of the "Washington Post, tells the following story of the return of tho remains of the late A. T. Stewart. He says he had the story from a member of the Hilton family at a dinner party. He says: ' 'It was a couple of years anterior to that, I think my informant said, that the bones were finally ransomed. Judge Hilton persistently tefused to consent to it, and at last, when Mrs. Stewart declared herself unable any longer to carry tho burden of the ghastly thought that the remains of I her husband were beint? carted around I the country by a gang of thieves, she defied her lawyer's scruples and concluded negotiations. Mrs. Stewart gav $25,000 instead of the $50,000 at first demanded. The bargain was made through a lawyer who seemed to have 110 other briefs, and who probably got a good fraction of the 'swag.' The ghouls insisted that the money should be delivered to them on a lonely hill in Westchester county at the dead of night. Thither, in accordance with their directions, a relative of Mrs. Stewart journeyed alone in a wngon, which ho drove himself. At a spot in the country road j which had not been designated or described the driver was suddenly halted | by a masked horseman. This mysterious j messenger led him through a by lane to the hilltop, whero, after certain precautions to insure thcif safety, they received the $25,000, examined it, and then dragged a bag of bones from unothcr buggy near by and surrendered it to the keeping of the solitary traveler. Before they disappeared down one side or the hill they commanded him, on peril of hia life, to turn about and descend tho nthnr slope, Ho did as ho was bidden nod got to New York before morning. The next night the bones wero committed tc the vault under the great cathodral at Garden City, which had already been connected by a socrct wire with a chime of bells suro to ring and alarm the town if it was disturbed. So now the mortal remains of the great rocrchant-millionaire and those of his patient, enduring, frugal and nffectionate wifo of sixtj years rest side by side." j Woman suffrage is apt to bring about a strango state of affairs, snys a Tacoma (Washington Territory) paper. An illustration of this was afforded not long since in a convention in one county, where a lady delegate in several instances voted in opposition to her father, who was a delegate from the same precinct, i But a still more peculiar case is that in . Lincoln county, where Mr. Frank M. Gray, editor of the Davenport Times, who is a member of the Territorial Republican convention, is a Republican caudidato for the Legislature, while Mrs. Gray, his wifo and associate editor, is a candidate on the Democratic ticket for school superintendent. j There has never been a time, remarks a metropolitan paper, when persons who i are too fat were more anxious to get rid of their superfluous fatness. Divers theories and practices are held and emi ployed for this purpose. Medical authorities claim that a large quantity of water will not, when the same"amount of solid food is eaten, make a man thinner or stouter. Frequent experiments have demonstrated this. Scalding hot water, so much used nowadays, unquestionably injures the teeth, stomach and other organs concerncd in the early stages of digestiou. A fat man may easily lose much by injuring his health, as the banting and similar systems provo. Tho problem is to reduce weight without reducing strength. A skilful trainer will bring a man down to the best condition for violent exercise, but as soon as tho training has relaxed the obesity, if natural, will return. Continuous and ; severe training is destructive. A good 1 rule for physical diminution is to eat less, sleep less and walk more, if the rule bo followed with moderation. Liquor, wine or beer is particularly injurious, unless sparingly taken, to stout persons desirous to bo les3 stout. oays uie xncw xorK commercial A.d- j vertiaer : "Ex-Scnator Hunter, of Viri ginia, is now collcctor of customs at the i [ little port of Acconiac, on the Potomac, where tho salary is only about $300 a year, and the place was given him as a mark of respect by the present administration. He is now over 80 years of age, and lias had moro history crowded into his life than has been experienced j by many men. Forty years ago lie was i one of t^e ablest statesmen of the time, | and although since the close of the war J he has not been an active participant in politics, he still retains much of his early J vigor and ability. In 1830 he was a : member of the legislature of Virginia, in ' 1837 a member of congress; in 1810 he was speaker of the house of rep esentatives; in 1848 ho was elected to the United States senate, and continued to hold a seat in that body until he was expelled in 1801. During the war he ' served in the confederate senate, and was ! captured after the evacuation of Richmond. Then he was sent to Fort Lafayette, and remained in prison until par/l ?? /i i T> :,i ? J. T-I * ' I uuutu uj x luuuvui ouuusuu. tie ii a a since been living at the little town of Acconiac, about sixty milc3 from "Washington, conducting a plantation. Most j people who have not forgotten him sup- j pose him to be dead, but he is still halo I and healthy, and has a constitution that ! bids fair to outlast the century." A 91 mtana Dag-Oat. A* correspondent of the Washington Star, who has been roughing it in Montana, says: The house that we hastily put up hero, until wo could build our permanent cabins, was a sort of a dugout. First wo dug down into the ground about five feet, and then on the sides and back placed two logs; this gave a height of about seven feet at the eaves and nine to the ridgepole. The dimensions insido were fourteen by sixteen feet. The front was made entirely of logs, and in it we had two windows twenty-two by twenty-four inches each. For a roof wo placed poles each side of ^the ridgepole, and then covered them with hay and dirt. When finished wo had a dirt roof, dirt walls, dirt floor, and lived in and almost ate dirt. In the rear of the cabin we had a fireplace, which was our only heating apparatus, and on it we did all of our cooking, with utensils which consisted of a coffee pot, frying pan, iron pot and dutch oven. In tho latter we made bread and did all our baking. Our bill of fare was not likely to induce dyspepsia. It had a surprising same* ness, and was made up of bread, coffee, bacon and beans, with a little rice for a changc, but plenty of deer meat helped us out amazingly. ?? I Soldiers Who Mast Fast. It has been dccidcd that Russian soldiers in futuro must observe Lent in the most rigorous way. They will have to fast not only during the four "great Lents" yearly, but also Wednesday and Friday, and the six great days of prayer and repentence. This is the calculat on: The great Lsnt (of Easter), 79 days; Petroffki Lent, 80 to 50; Usspenski Lent, 17; Filippoffaki Lent, 89; 6 days of prayer f and repentence, 6; 81 Wednesdays and 31 Fridays, 62; total, 170 to 200 days; on which dates neither | meat nor fish (during the Easter Lent) nor eggs, nor inilk, nor evon sugar ii allowed. Tho officers assort with much force, that tho physical strength of the soldiers must inevitably suilur from the new regimen.?Chicago Times. * % A Kan I L ke. I like a man who all mean things despises, A man who has a purpose firm and true; "Who faces ovory doubt as it rise-, And murmurs not at what he flads to do. I like a man who shows tho noble spirit Displayed by knights of Arthur's table round; Who, face to faco with life, proves his real morit, Who has a soul that dwells above tho ground. And yet, ono who can understand the worry Of some chance brother fallen in the road, And speak- to hm a kind word 'mid the hurry, Or lay an easing hand upon his load. Largo-hearted, bravo-souled mon to-day are. needed, Men ready whon occasion's doors swing wide; Grand~mi-n to speak tho counsel that is heeded, And men in whom a nation may confide. Tho world is wide, and broad its starry arches, But lagging malcontents ca not hold; The way of life to him who . .ght marches Has onding in a far-off street of gold. ? Meredith Nicholson. MAN ORJPHANTOM? A WAR CORRESPONDENT'S STORY. During the Franco-German war I represented a leading English journal, which, by the way, exchanged its reports with an American paper of national nrnminnnnn oa wnron rnonnn V<tA(MVUVVj Uk> IT Ut VU IVO|iVUVIUUit V pv/U my arrival in Germany soon after the declaration of war I presented my credentials to tlio proper authorities, nnd after much delny was attached to the Royal Saxon Army Corps, as brave a body of warriors as was ever gathered together for purposes of destruction and carnage. I followed the fortunes of the gallant corps through the fall campaign and was with them at tlio siege of Paris. It is unnecessary to pay a tribute to the bravery of the noble Saxon lads who, after repelling the savage attacks of the courageous enemy, shared their 6canty allowance of pea-sausage and rye bread with the half starved French guards who had been fortunate enough to bo captured. As might be expected my constant presence at headquarters and my unvarnished reports of the doings of the corps secured me the friendship of some of tlio officers, while others found it hard work to conceal the pique excited by my let tcrs. Among my dearest friends and defenders was Lieut. Baron Ludwig von L , nn adjutant to one of the regiments attached to the corps. It had been my good fortune to render a slight service to the lieutenant during the opening days of the war, and with an enthusiasm which was inexplicable to me, he defended my every action and let no opportunity pass by to sound my praises. It was but natural that such disinterestedness challenged my admiration, and soon our friendship had ripened into an intimacy sufli as can only be established amid the surroundings in which we were placed. Nothing marred these pleasant relations until Christmas Eve, when a stray shell from one of the forts struck the tent in which the lieutenant and I were celebrating the great German holiday. In a moment I realized that he had been severely wounded, while I had escaped unharmed. An examination of the wound proved that his life was in imminent peril, and the stall surgeon concluded to send von L to his home in Saxony. In pursuance o2 the doctor's directions wo pnrtod then and there, and the early morning train bore my friend to the arms of his anxious family, while I continued my exciting life among the sanguine soldiery. The week following this incident was devoid of interest, owing to tho inactivity of tho French, but on the ninth day tho forts opened fire, and from whispered conversations at. headquarters' I gleaned that the morrow would sec a sanguinary conflict. In order to be prcprepared I left the tent of the most advanced Saxon outpost at 4 o'clock in the afternoon for the purpose of preparing topographical notes concerning tho probable field of carnage. My work was soon comp eted. Silence and solitude, interrupted at rare intervals by the cheery "Qui vive?" of tho French outposts or the gruff "Wcr da?" of the German sentinels, tempted mo to rost under a protecting shed, and before I realized it I had settled down for a little nap. When I awoko the darkness told mo that the evening had far nd yunceu, ana loosing around 1 saw that a terrible sno.w storm had covered my tracks. Escape was impossible. I knew not how to reach my friends, and to fall in the hands of the French meant disgrace and perhaps dishonor. Making the best of an ugly situation, I drew my heavy fur overcoat closer around me, pulled my cap over my ears, and retreated once more within the shed. Scarcely had I settled into a comfortable position when I was appalled. Was it possible 1 Ye?, there at the rickety door of the shed stood, real as life, Lieut, von L , his right arm extended, his left hand resting upon his sword-belt, and speaking 'in a low but distinct whisper; "Beware of tho Franctireursl" Sud denly as the apparition appeared it vanished. Imagine my feelings; I cannot describe them. I verily believo that my hair stood upon end. A stupor followed this fear and a trance-liko slumber. IIow long I remained in this condition ] knew not at tho time, but well do I remember the awakening from the trance. My ncrvou3 system was totally deranged, my hands refused to do service; in fact I I had not the strength to light a match to look at my watch. With a groan I same uacK upon my ocu 01 snow. J tried to sleep, but in vain. All I could do was to think. Had I seen Ludwig von L , or his spirit? the real man 01 a phantom? At last relief came. I could not be mistaken. I heard the footsteps of o 6mall body of men. They approached the shed. Yes, but not with the steady tread of the soldier. Heavens! could it bo the Franctireurs, those bloodthirsty guerrillas and hyenas of the battlefield I 1 tried to fortify myself for an attack. I tried to arouse my physical self. Before I could rise or make a move the door of the shed was rudely opened. A rough faco showed itself. It was that of the leader of a noted guerrilla band. The Franctireur entered. Ho approached, cocked his revolver, and said, with mock politeness, in broken German: "Monsieur, prepare to die." Making an effort to reach my own n 4- ?? ?^ T * ivuupvii, uu bins muuiuuii x was startled by the words; "Not he, but J you I" Looking up I saw the pallid and frightened fncc of tho Franctircur, and by his side?could it bo possible ?? Lieut, von L , pointing a pistol at tho heart of the assassin. Tho excitement proved too much for my shattered nerves, and just as I heard the explosion of a pistol I lost consciousness. "When I revived it was 8 o'clock in the morning. By my side stood Maj. M , commander of the advanced outposts, and a detachment of Saxon infantry. 'Well done, my lad," said tho Major* and with that he pointed to an object lying by my side covered with a field blanket. "What do you mean, Major ?" I inquired faintly, not understanding his remark. > "Well, I mean that you have dispatched the worst hound of a guerrilla who ever disgraced a country." Like a flash the mysterious apparition presented itself to my mind, and hastily calling a Corporal I bade him extract the bullet from the dead Franctireur's wouud. Then I produce^ my revolver and found that not a shot had been fired from it. I compared tho bullets used by me with that extracted from the wound. They were of different weight. The mystery was unsolved. Who had shot my enemy ? Tho battle predicted by the staff officer was not fought on that day, and I was glad of it, J'or the exciting scenes of the previous night compelled me to rest for some time. On the fifth day after my adventure I received a letter from Saxony. litre it is: "My Dear Sir,?Our dear son Ludwig breathed his last at four this mo:ning. Upon his arrival here the doctors pronounced his case hopeless. Up to 8 o'clock lust evening his recovery seemed assured. At that hour he suddenly grew restless, called out your name three or four times and exclaiming, "Bjware of the Franctircurs!" fell into a deep slumber or trance. Ho remained in this con- ( dition until 3 o'clock, when ho arose up ' 1 with ii start, fell back upon the bed uu- j t conscious, and at 4 o'clock died in his 1 mothers arms. ' "With best wishes, t "Your obedient se'rvant, j "George Alexander Yon L \ My story is finished. I need only add ] that the ball extracted from the body of ( the Franctireur corresponded in weight , with those in the revolver of my deceased , mcna, ana tuis uiscovery maue tnc mystery still darker. Up to this (lay I cannot explain the strange trauspirings of that night before Paris. Can you??Detriot Free Press. Whore Beer Huns in Kills. Hurtman says in his new book: "What would Munich be without beer?" As u ship stranded. The capital of Bavaria floats on an ocean of foaming beer. People do not in common conversation speculate over the weather, but ask at once: "How is the beer to-day?" The Bavurinn (1 nns nnt rlrinlr lwinp ho/timcA V*n ?e I thirsty, "but becauso he cnjoy9 it, and * bficnuse he enjoys it he drinks much.'1 j Every rnan in Munich guzzles his four quarts per diem. There aro thousands ^ who swallow their eight quarts and ^ many who will swill their ten and twelve quarts. I knew ono man who told me he had been drinking sixteen ^ quarts daily for year*. A student will j manage at one sitting from ton to sixteen quarts, which would fill about six- j ty of our glasses. A congross of staid scientific fellows met at a Munich festi- j val and each one drank 8 0-10 quarts during a short sitting. Bhmarclc an 1 the Borgom ist r. " Prince Bismarck, delayed at a railroad 8 station between Frazcnbad and Berlin, at Iicichonbach, inquired of tho burgo- *] master of tho place if the sausages and ^ the beer wero good. Having been c answered in tho affirmative, the burgo- ^ master said: "There has been a fear of ^ war, but it is not yet so near, is it vo;ir Excellency?" "God prcservo us far n from it," said tho chanccllor; "you n have timo enough yet to read Goethe's li 'Faust.' ? j, ST. K1LDA. A. Curious Island Off the Scottish Coast. 9l Place Wliere Sea Birds Form the Support of the Inhabitants. "A curious bit of land is St. Kilda," says the London Ncies. It lies sixty miles jeyond Harris, and is 140 miles distant from the mainland. Near it are the Dird-infested isles of Soay and Boreray, jut St. Kilda alone boasts human tenints. In 1831 the island contained lineteen families, or seventy-seven perions, thirty-three males and forty-four females. They live in a little green valcy which slopes to the sea. The island itself forms part of the ancient estate of Dunvegan. Once upon a time the village of St. Kilda looked like a Hotten:ot "kraal." The houses were huts auilt of loose stones and turf, and filled with an atmosphero of parennlal smoke. Now things are better ordered. The louses arc built of stone with roofs of galvanized iron, an improvement due to ;hc generosity of Maclcod of Maclcod,the lereditary possessor of the land. No part of the world is more famous for its jird inhabit'inta than this desolate oceanic patch. Here the solan geese lestle in thousands. The fulmar, the jannct guillemots, puffins, eider ducks, md other sea fowl exist in countless .warms. These birds form, in fact, .he stay and support of the St. Kilda 'oik. The islanders say that the fulmar, )r stormy petrel, gives them oil for burnng, down for their beds, wholesome neat, and an ointment or salve for their nfirinities. There are no hens ou St. [?ilda. The sea birds supply the place >f the domestic fowl ccmpictely, and he housewives of the lonely isle are reieved by nature from the cares and vorrics of bird-tending. The women ook like "feathered Mercuries, for their ilioes," adds this writer, "are made of jannet's skin." The feathers arc ralued at 7s per stone (14 rounds) for the black puffin rariety and at 5s for jrays. The fulmar oil sells at Is a pint, hec'oth made by the inhabitants at 3s M.T Scotch ell, while the cattle are ipecially rated. For eight or nine nonths at a time St. Kilda may have no ntcrcourso with the outer world. Life >n the island wags slowly and peuceully, if monotonously along. The storms >f the outside world affect not tho St. ?ilda folk. The islanders are exempt rom consumptive troubles?a fact held jy some enthusiastic doctors to be due ;o the atmosphere of peat smoke amid vhich St. Kilda at large lives and jrcathes. But their babies are liable to >c killed off by a mysterious ailment ibout the eighth day of life, and tho people are said to be subject to a species )f influenza, which only appears when Grangers visit the isle. Nobody knows low this ailment is conveyed or what it 3. $To infection is presumed to be :arried from the visiting steamer to the ihore; but, nevertheless, the St. Ivilda oik begin to snufllj and to sneeze vhenever the tourist season sets in. It appears that the inhabit ants arc acmstomed to send messages inserted in jottles, or in extemporised boats, to the nainland. They commit their -wishes ;o the waves, and trust to favoring gales ;o waft their desires ashore. A stratagem of this kind was recently put in torce by the Froc church minister who ins taken charge of the spiritual affairs >n the island. lie sent a sea message vhich, after some weeks or months of pandering, contrived to be cast ashore ind to be brought under the notice of iome benevolent person, who forwarded .he message to its destination in Edinjurgh. The reverend gentleman in this lommunication to the principal of the Free Church college in the Scottish netropolis spoke of lh<f disastrous icriod through which his people and limselfhad passed in St. Kilda. They ,vere out of everything, in fact, if the nessage was to be believed, and were inxiously awaiting help from the charity ind benovolcnco of the mainland. This lelp was duly dispatched to them. Tho ruckal, a government vessel, was icnt to the island, aud an oflicial of the joard of supervision was deputied, ilong with the surgeon of the ship, to oport upon the state of things in the sland. Th"! information in question has low como to hand. The reporter tells is that he found from four to six liun- ' Ircd fulmars salted and stored as provisons in each family. As a single lulmar fiords a full meal for an adult, it folows that from eight to twelve hundred neat rations are contained in each house n tho island. Then follows a record of altcd mutton similarly laid by for future ise. There are eighteen cows on tho 3!and; thero arc potatoes in plenty; and , certain Mr. Muckenzie, who is said to mport and to letail the luxuries of life 1 a the shape of tea, sugar and tobacco, s reported as doiug a brisk trade. In . ncli family circle, the reporter tells us, ; ie found capital to the extent of ] !20. One rcccnt emigrant from the There is one pathetic sentenco in the i aval doctor's report on St. Kilda which 1 nust i:ot be omittetl from a recital of the 1 ifc of the northern islet. After recountng tho liking exhibited for tobacco and spirits, the absenco of condiments? scarcely required where salted food is so common?and the want of vegetables, the doctor advocates the institution of simple and lively games for the children, of the island, the cultivation of singing, and the practice of instrumental music. The worthy medical man speaks in the innocence of a kindly heart. He docs not know that instrumental music, bagpipes excluded, is the horror of tlieso northerners, that "human hymns," as tho ordinary poetic compositions are called, are eschewed in tho churclics of tho highlands, and that the very mention of games for tho bairns will be regarded with grave suspicion. "At present," adds the doctor, "whistling is strictly forbidden" on St. Kilda. No Snnlpipor. Dctectivc John Webb wiis passing tlio Bates Street end of the vegetable market three or four days ago when a stranger accosted him with: "Say, I came in town tlio other day t? git my boots fixed, and I was looking around this placc a little and lost a silver dollar out of a hole in my pocket.' "But you didn't come back to look' for it, did you?" "Yes, I did. I think I lost it right over there, where I dodged a wagon. Have you heard of any one pickining up 1 a dollar?' "No, sir." "Seen any advertisement in the paper?'' "No. You'd better save your time." "Why?" "Why, man, you aren't green enough to expect to get that dollar back, are you?" "Of course I ami Wasn't it mine! Didn't I lose it?" < 'Wol 1 I Woll I ??? o.lrrVlt II v>4 * || V41 KJVIilU VUW WW sandpaper your head I" "They had, eh?" queried the man as he searched around the street. "I lost it just about here, while I was jumping out of the way of a waijon. If anybody tries to rub any saudpaper on my head I'll !" He made a dive into the dirt and fished up a silver dollar, and as he held it between his thumb and finger and danced around ho cried: 1 "Here she is?this is the very one! I know it by the nick I cut on the edgel Ought to have my head sandpapered, had II Well, you just bet I know my gait, and I'm a dollar ahead! It's lucky for me, though, that you didn't find it. You look just like a man wlio'd have chucked it into his pocket and let me go to ruin. Sandpaper 1 How would you like to bite a file!" And the abashed detective couldn't say a word in his own defence.?Detroit Free Press. The Farmer's Boy. The country boy or girl is face to face with practical realities. lie sees how slowly money is made on the farm; he * is taught from youth up the need of economy; lie has the nature of saving first explained to him every day in the week; he is not exposed to the temptation of the saloou or ball-room, and he i9 not so much of a lady's man before he has occasion to use a razor on his downy ' cheeks. lie may be a trillj rude; he may not feel easy in company, but in the lonji, closely contested race of life it is tho chap that trudges to school barefooted in summer and stogas in winter, whose mother cuts his hair with the sheep sheers, who leads the chap that goes to the city school with the starched shirt front and fancj' slippers, and whose head is shaved with a lawnmower at the barber shop. Such has been o*r observance, and wo think we know what we aro talking about.? Iowa Homestead. Too Much or a Good Tiling, The story is told of a good MetliO-list brother, an itinerant, who sought shelter for the night at a certain farmhouse. The woman demurred, but there had been a long drought, and when the mini&tei suggested that his prayers might move the Lord to send the rain, she consented to let him stay. During the uight the floods came, and when the good woman came down in the morning and found her fences and chickencoops had sailed off for parts unknown, she was much cast down. "I might have known better," said the poor woman, as 3he cast a rueful glance out ot tho window; "] might have known better than to let a Methodist come into my house, for they always go into everything with all theii might, and I don't want any of 'em tc pray any more for rain for my benefit? no, nover?if tho land dries up till it cracks open."?Harper"a Bazar. Co.int and No Account. Some of thoso quiet ranches contain people who disdain any claim to humility. In tho ccntral part of Kansas lives, on a wcll-stockcd modest ranch, t tall, soldierly, white-haired gentleman, with grave, elegant manners and a fluencj with which his limited English cannot 1rg*i\v\ *\nnn T-T5o ze 2a. * 1 ,1VV(/ UOI1U, tYKU 11 lb couta bo remembered, is much too long t< print in a paper where the space is valuable, but ho is a Frenchman who says o1 himself, with a vivacious toss of hii hands: "In Franco I was a count; in Amcric* I no account I"?ChiciQo Tribune.