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- w Vt ■ . in AN OLDEN TALE. Btured—«terred—«Urred Yet queen of the feut wu she, t a liveried servant's ebony hands . 'ereu the frnite of tropical lands 'o her on bended knee; a horrible hanger night and day gnawing her life and her strength away. g—Dying of thirst I >' at her lightest will costliest wines like water flowed, ted in the crystal and gleamed and glowed, But left her thirstier still; nd she felt that the frnit and the wine were curst, for she starved with hanger and ehotod with " Mist. —’ ' Msay a suitor wooed, For she was passing fair; Fortunes were proffered and jewels brought, And challenges ^ivcn. and duels fought i But what did my lady care ; For she wasted her love, and she gave her heart To one who haughtily stood apart. She thirsted for one fond look— She starved for a kiss denied; But he earerl no more for her smile or blush Than the glacier cares for the red-rose bush; And she pined away and died. A tul true hearts mourned her many a year. While the man ahe died for shed not a tear, 'J is ever the way of tl e foolish fair To ds© for the one who does not care. Elia Wheelkh. Iohoksdh father died, and left her, a mere mite ol a thing, in charge of her feeble mother" and bhby sister, and how ahe eontriveti to get along and keep grim famine from the door on the pittance of her earningss Whenever I oould, without making » fuss, I helped them along a little. Ainl when we got W«U aofttilMd, I used to hurry through iky WWk *oas to be abl< to see her home JMp day after six o'clock. plrmrHInf^fTT'. we need to g< to oonoosti t «Ml la^mroi together ; an-' I very oftaa fcund tbn« to visit them all of an evening. • hhadn’t said a word of love to her yahJlWHhW 0 waiting till my , to usable 16 fill it toward me I knew nothing, Jtba «hd looked wpoa and trusted me th * brother. - * One thing nsed to rile me^phongb, and that was the elMakiag ■<*$$( liking that Harkness seemed tolhaWs tor her; An Engineer’s Yarn. © I son a practical mechanical engineer. Let me see. It was «*teen yean ago this summer that I came to New York in search of employment. I had been running an engine in a big tannery in the western jmrt of the State, and doing % first-rate till the company failed, and — I was thrown out of work. So I was looking about town for something to do. Money-gauge bo low that I was ready for anytlting after a fortnight ol-'search ing and waiting. I happened to be walking through a clown town cross- street, when I saw a placard in the win dow of a paper-box factory: "Engineer wanted; good salary.” ‘‘That’s just me,’’ says L So I went into the office and asked if I would do. The manager said he would try me. Ho did try me, and it seeihs I must havq satisfied him, for he tcld me to stay. Now, it is about this manager and this paper-box factory that my story, such as it is, will be; and to make things all straight and plain (a sort of oiling up at the start), let me attempt to describe them both. * -iw First, then, the manager, Mr. Samuel Harkness, also sole owner of the factory. This Mr. Samuel Harkness was the greatest villain lever came acrots. He's dead now, poor man, and I hate to speak ill of those who are gone, ’cause, you see, its much the same os chinning be hind a man’s back; but he was a villain all the same. Not om of yajjr story - book villians, either. I have read lots of novels, romances and such Biriff lately, but I haven’t seen anything about their \ illains that applies to my villain. Theirs areiuvariably thin, dark men: of Kthc, , serpentine motion; with yellow faces, straight black hair, and deepest inquisi- I tive eyes. Something of the Evil One cropping outxf every point. Why, Lord bless you, you’d recognize this kind of Villain soon ns ever you clapped eyes on 1 him, just as you would a patent machine, with every bit of metal labeled. My . ; villain wasn't tall, wasn’t dark at all; 1 was tolefablv stont, in fact, do looking; didn’t squirm a bit; and, to cut this description short, was just like most anybody else you meet. When I engaged under him, of course I didn’t know any Ui ing about his villainy. How oould I ? He wasn’t labeled. 9 And now for the factory itself. It was s somewhat dilapidated five-story brick concern. Engine in cellar (most every manufacturer had his own power then, instead of just belting on to the one big engine of the block as they do now); of fice and samples, first floor; clipping and folding maolines, second floor; girls pasting, sorting and trimming on the I stock of all sorts on the fourth and fifth. We najd to turn out an Mmense deal of work with very few lianda. There were about twenty-five or so girls, the man ager, his clerk and office boy, a man. to ; . hoist and do qjld jobs, the fireman and myself. Except when stock was taken in, tr work*sent out, there was nobody else in the building. I generally kept to my own^business and staid down in th« cellar, nursing the old engine. She sadly needed it, being as rickety and patched-up a contrivance as one Qares to stay alongside of. She idways reminded me of some old people you see, who are always iu need of a pec toral for a cough, or A^lititment for rheumatism or something ~ or other. This engine of mine was in such a state that she always wonted ease somewbfre, a rivet here, a plug there, new stuffing, more felting, or a band around ths whole boiler, Frdh boiler to fly-wheel she was rickety, rickety. But th«r#wss no pres ent danger to 6e apprehended; all waa safe enough with proper earn slod atten tion. Theta was them*. -1 hadtoeaer- nnd worse, he shewed it plainly enougli by the way he perseeeted her with hn | odious attcntiousNsrhenevef ho got the chance. She tol^mc she would leavt the place if she oould only feet another, j I have said that it was sixteen years ago that I entered the box-factory. ] 1 yon will take the trouble to subtract, yon will find that makes 1867*, It putt- us jnit in thb yoar of the grad financial crash. I had been in the fa^ory fbout three mouths, and was getttufe nefed to the general run of things; tod tjpbnph it was out of my line, and none 1 of my business, I could not but no- | tioe bow slack trade seemed to bo. 1 Rumors of failures up the v street, down the street, on ths Corner, •t’Nos 35 and 37 over the fepy met bk earA Rumors of failnib past and funurihr to come. Rumors of great distress East, j West, and South. Bomore of a threat ened general smash-up. Meney men tel me that when the market is tight it only needs such a wholesale panic to bring | down every one. It is the apprehension, not the reality that does the work. But ! this is not tslling my story, either. ; Well, old Harkness kept on with his manufacturing, though I could see that, i dsy by day, fewer calls for work wen tnade. He always wore a cheerful snril* through those troublous times, as much as to say: “Look at me, it you want (c see a model man of business. I do:'l speculate. I don’t get involved. Mart ( my consequent prosperity." Now, when I see a man with a good deiar,$f bluster,' and swagger about him, I always make up my mind that he is a coward in heart. And when some people parade ( their financial soundness, the Wall-st. animals always snuff rottenness some where. It must have been on this 1 principle that I began to suspect that Harkness wasn’t so safe, after all. One night I was delayed by an unex pected breakdown in gearing, and staid in my cellar long after the girls, the clerk and the fireman had gone, hard to work tinkering st the engine. No one, was in the factory but Harkness and myself. I do not think he suspected my presence. As I waa taking off my over alls and fixing up, I heard a heavy dray come up to our ddbr. There were four or five mien with it, who were not our regular cartmeo. They jumped-out, were let in through the half-closed doors of the main floor above me, and were led up-stairs by Harkness. Presently reappeared, Waring cases of various kinds of stock, fancy .paper, gilding stuff, light machinery and different odd* and ends, with which they loaded the dmy," and then drove off again. All was done in such a qfliet, mysterious way, that it was evident that something wrong was being, done. What could ft be? The men were not robbers, for there was Mr. Harkness, and 1 he sol owner of the factory. A man does no! commit a larceny on his oWn -plroj erty. I couldn’t make it qut at all. I started to go. Just ns I entered tht dffice from below, Harkness came in by the passage way door from the Boo/ above. He started perceptibly when In saw me, but instantly regained his com poeure, and said, as cool as yon please “Ah 1 you’re late, Bill. What’s wroiq; to-day? Hope you wijin’t btyw us n, for a week or so yet. We’re doing 1 staving business, Bill.” (I think ] see him now, “Washing his hands wilt invisible soap in imperceptible watoE with that self-satisfied, hypocritical loci on his face.) “Jbst sent a load of film Iwxes down to the Winged Arrow. She sails to-moiTow, so w6 had‘to ship in u hurry. Fins boxes* and a Beautiful ves sel, Bill. ’Qood night to you,” “Good night,’kir,” said I, and left. As I went up the street another dray passed, driven toward the*fnctory. I curafeity to font and watch to see every night I expected to see Jim, but was much surprised when I saw Hark ness. This time it was he whojcame up through the cellar door and I through the other. As before, we met unex pectedly. Now it was my turn to be surprised. He was intensely pale, and seemed much agitated. With a strong effort of the will he strove to conceal his strange manner. He endeavored to speak calmly, and half succeeded. “Bill,” said he, “Jim has tended to the engine, it’s all right; come outside with me, I want to talk with you.” He turned to the cellar door and ted: come up, angle up at 01^0. to Mr. Bentt private hou^-- where that is—tod tell him uot to disoonnt that bill to-day. Be quick !*' f, “Yes sir, coming," sung out Jim. leisurely. Suddenly he ton up the cellar stops. His face was ten shades paler than Harkness’s, an expression of horror wa.- fixed on his features—an expression of agony and fear that I shall never forget. It haunts me still. It will stay by me till my dying day. Poor fellow, he’s gone, too, since then. Jim hardly stopped in his wild flight, as he hoarsely whispered, rather than cried: “Hundred and ten on the steam gauge! Safety valve dogged! Bun for your lives!” I took in the situation at once. . Ter rible the danger was. The old boiler was registered st eighty pounds to the square inch, but we never dared run higher than thirty. And a hundred and ten! We were standing directly over it, and while I hesitated, the pressure mnsl be steadily rising. It flashed upon me that there might be no more danger in jumping down and pressing the safety v.dve than in running away, and in spite of the awful ptoic, I had a preju dice against running. I looked down from the doorway upon the trembling, panting, struggling steam lemon beneath. The safety valve ap parently was in plain sight. From the end of the lever hung several n 'e links of chain. I don’t think I’m a coward usually, it least, I know I am not. But that The Story of aa Actress. evidence of villainy took me all aback ft* -4\ .4v .< v :<„%• '*.v :iv -4*' uv flfv uv uy uy ]fy UNfhy'nv uv [ staggered and clung \fuy uv uy to the Intel foe support The words seemed rt^doutof me, and not uttered with aiy volition: .0: - ‘‘You ■■anndiri^ You(d nsnrance, would you?" A sudden vindictive push sent me headlong. As I fell I heard a demoniac augh. “ T’each, if yon want to f” And the door swung to with a click of he spring lock. At the foot of the steps an open trap, ho sub-cellar hatch. The distance wii* _*> great that I hail time tonoticeall this. Would it hurt me much when I struck ? Would it kill me outright? And that was all. Mra. Mabel OoUjna in her story tt “Helen Modjeska,” gives a charmingaa- count of the home Ufo of Mme. ka, and her career has 'been sini eventful. Bom st Cracow, about her childhood was passed in the excil atmosphere of Polish revolution and triotie enthusiasm. She early tested a desire for the stage, and her marriage, at the age of se< with her guardion-a man much older herself, whose namp ahe still been the play-bills—her aspirations werfftul- fllled, and a humble beginning made with a company of era, whose adverturos form one most amusing chapters of the was not, however, until her death in 1865. and her marriage years later to M. Chlapowski, a patriot and journalist, that she the theatrical star and favorite saw, a position which she h< about 1876, when she and her hi for some half explained grated to America. Their e: on a Californian farm are en1 the reader, but were highly blc to the unlucky Poles, powaki soon began to suffer from' nostalgia and as her funds did not allow of her, return to Warsaw, the only course open to her was the apparently wildly impossible one of sc ting in only knowledge of the lai at that time derived from one of novels, which it had taken months to get through. she desired, we are gravely to succeed on the American si destroy herself; and having “lovely spot” on the seashore the case of failure, she wonldeud her days, she proceeded to take kmans in English. After six months of stuny ehe actually mada her appearance, to Aiv gust, 1877, in an: English version ’ of “Adrienne Lecouvtunr,” at a theatre in San Franc’soo. She was immediately successful, and soon a favorite with the most cultivated patrons of the stage in this country Mid England. A London journal says that “in these days, when so much is said -and written about the hiitnoral tendenmft Sf the moat u p6pbNir plays, and when a great deal of the best acting, notable that of Mme. Modjeska herself, is associated with parts like FIRST WOMAN IN CAMP. BROTHERS DISAGREE. VFABN WKI.COMB IN TFIK FAB WEST. HmHvm a Taws Lat lar Bela« tba Ftrat at Har Has ta Arrive—The Flawary Hyaerh Maula by tba Caiaaal. "refreshing to Unci befiind thesm^is such j*tokis moCstaebo for the needed tnspira- ateai you: ^.drienne Lecouvreur and my me. When I came to, I fbtmd myself in n veil remembered room. Bessie, Dearie now, hung tenderly over vailing for the light of Appear in my fevered eyes. -All was soon Jold. The boiler must burst the very instant I struck. recognition to iave ITirkness was killed by a flying piece of iunehiharv; the would-be murderer had ■ wnn , ■sohftttgcd plooce with his rctim, fox T; strange ®s it may seem was dug nut ol 1 he ruins alive, and got.off with only a broken arm. God forgive him. Bessie insists that if it hadn’t been for ihe accident I should never have “spoken out.” 80, after all, it was a blessing in disguise. Mr. Foster’s Adventure. M bad the * toad whether it, too, stopped there. It did, and when I reached the corner of Broad- pay I stepped and'looked back ouc.- more. There, the ic the dagktaing twilignt, «f §t MBrried losing wa» L It deemed to be aL Charles Foster is to employee of Erie Railway and lives in Jersey Ci He has a friend, John Lynch, who mori than occasionally gets on a spree, which sometimes results in an attack of dc Hrium tremens. Foster tells this stop of one of these recent attacks :— Mrs. Foster and the children are spend ing the summer in the country andFost©< lodges at'* hotel on Pavonia avenue. On Wednesday night be was swakem t fiom sleep to find Lynch in his roc pi evidently very drunk. He waa awakene.' by being pulled from his bed to the floor, and Lynch was standing -ever him Lynch, he says, cried as he opened hi- eyea, “Say your prayers; I am going b kill you.” Foster says he thought Lynch wn joking, but the latter again angrily ex claimed:—“Say your prayers and pre .are for death t” Fester, alarmed, dropped on his knees and clasped hi hands as in prayer. He says that other wise he feels sure that Lynch would bav< killed him, although he does not men tion that Lynch exhibited a weapon. Iu spite of his fright Foster says that u happy thought struck him. Lynch wu* approaching him threateningly when he said “Jockey, it’s too bad; I can’t ssy my prayers. I’ve forgot them I” To his surprise Lynch rejoined’.—“Forgot your prayers 1 It would be a shame to an enxnsM and hard-working life, such devotion to art, and such gallant effort in overcoming more than tke usual dif ficulties of a theatrical career as an}* de scribed! in this interesting narrative.” ' Smothered In a Pit. At Newark, N. J., Patrick Thompson, Jeremiah Cronin and Thomas Hartnett lost thei/t lives not long since through being Smothered by mephiiic vapor coming from a cesspool which they undertook to clean. The accident happened between seven and eight o’clock. , Jeremiah Cronin was the first man lost* He was overcome as be stood by the open manhole and fell to the bot- j tom. Thompson went rr 0 ™q>tly to his assistance, Tjut hi. a \ - - - overcome in a minute or so amf fell to the bottom. Thomas Hartnett then made an affect to sava the hnt only shared' their fate. The affair happened so speedily that nobody’s attention was at tracted to the situation of the three men for some time. Finally a crowd gathered about the place, but nothing oould be done. Lights lowered in the pit, which is very leep, were extinguished by the get at a iepth of a foot or two. Na person could so much as look into the tank without becoming dizzy. Senna of those present besought a young man to make an effort to rescue the other men, bnt he declined, regarding the attempt as a willful sacrifice of his own life. After a co siderable time, several men ventured to approach the opening, and with grap- pling hooks brought the bodies to the surface. Thompson was for thirty-fouryears a switchman on the Pennsylvania Rail road: His wife died two months ago. Cronin leaves a wife and four giiklren. unmarried mi June uj was a day of joUifleatkm at Carbonate, Col., being the advent of the first wagon, the first woman, .and the first board from the mill. It wou^i have been interesting to the reader to witness the electrifying effect on the men in the camp when word was passed along the line that a womta was coming. Long before she was within a mile of the camp, knots of men were gathered uere and there watching, looking in the direction from whence the wagon waa to come. As she hove in sight, each one gathered around his camp, as when an alarm had been sounded in a prairie-dog town. When within a few yards of the ontside habitation the woman alighted, and accompanied by her husband, pro ceeded to the County Clerk’s office. (If had been advertised that the donation ot a town lot would be given the first woman who came in.) Curious eyes were wa’ching her every step as she ap proached the Clerk’s quarters. Bnt the crowd which, had gathered around Urn. office for mail receded respectfully each side of the entrance. As she passed in, Colonel Ferguson serenely loomed up, and, sailing oat among the boys, agita ted a reception. Seized by the inspiration, a hundred hats were removed frem heads of noble structure and design—siluriatod some what, perhaps—and a hundred horny palms passed over the unkempt locks to smooth them down ; vests were pulled down, and a hundred pair of eyes ran down the respective owners’ “digging clothes,” proudly inspecting the ioevi- table “ball stitch" which rejoined the dismambered seam, or held in place the patch of conspicuous dimensions. By a look of common consent the Colonel was the man selected to make the recep tion speech. Uneasily pluming his moustache with oarbonate-st&iued fin gers, the Colonel approached her, and fdUcm#d"by 'the uncovered heads, he in advertently yanked a frog from his throat and began: “Respected madam,” and a hundred heads nodded assent. Appealing again WHO CAN OF KXPI.AIN THB TIIJBIK DOINU KTBTBWT NO. Wrecent Miter ttlvre ■■ a PI—rtetty A keel Tire Here la a FaaiUr. WIT AX* Hartnett was a young 1 An (Hd Story, bat Still True. Timothy Ruggles was six feet six inches in height and had a fine and stately bearing, and was a man of “in finite jest.”' It is related, through traditional sources, that at the coming in of the Supreme Court of Judicature at Barnstable, about the year 1742, headed by Chief Justice Lyne, an old tad de crepit woman came into the oourt-house as a witness, and, not seeing a seat at hand, she was directed by Haggles to take the Chief Justice's seat, and ao she innocently took it. Soon the Court, in all the provincial pomp and rircnmstanoe, entered, with the accompanied officers Mid announced “The Court 1” Where- tion, the Colonel resumed again: “Re spected madam*—the illuminacing spec tre of this most fascinating occasion—” And a hundred heads bobbed serenely again in assent. Pluming again the souroe of inspiration, the halting Colo nel staggered on: “Footprints of thine, which have first fallen on our carbonifer ous soil, we welcome thep,—^lercury in her aerial flight trails through the starry architraves of heaver^ to trail over the silurian outcrops of Garfield country, which has become sacred to ns from toil, vicissitudes, and privations. It is ours by right of discovery, and you are wel come. We have freon victimized. We have learned to love and n cherish in memory the tiny* fingers^/which were rubbed over our biscuit&fn other days, and we languish for t)ie same. The delioaoy of sewing on-buttons (thimble less) is ours, and<*ir toil-stained robes bear the traces ot the silurian outcrop, for months we have been here surround ed by the beautiful crystalline pearls ot heaven, and have hanked about and around os, and onr only solace has boon the chirp of the camp bird nml the weird wailings of the metamorphio blasts. Wo have long anticipated the daisy, strug gling through the snowy depths to com fort us, as the day drew near when we laid by our anowahoea on the limestone edges, but this occasion ismostsnblime, undreamed of, and unprecedented in the history of our new country. Thou hast come upon us like a perfume freighted breath of the gentle springtime, and thon art the shrine to which we bow and bring tribute, and iu behalf of these, my partners in the struggle, who stand liefora you with uncovered heads, some of them glistening like a burnished.disc in the silurian sunlight, heads wliich have been robbed of capilliary traces from inevitable co-tact, I again say, vt-loome.”—Denver Newt. The Same Old Podge. Clerk—“Mr. Sellem, here is a gentle men who came in to buy a watch. What shall I charge him for this one which he has chosen ?” Mr. Sellem—“Let me sea Well, let him have it for $50. ” Clerk—“But he waa recommended here by our friend, Mr. Amicus, who told him we would put it way do#B for Mr. Sellem—“Ah I' That alters the Tell him our regular prioe is $100 but teeing he is a friend of Mr. Amicus's we shall let him have it for $75. But tell him to fra careful and 1st nobody know > positively cannot latHfure. COniy to Mr. Ami f^$Bd $oeaoff (has made a [From the Milwaukee Bun.] * It is frequently said that about the worst thing^o have around a house la a I reckless harum-scarum boy, who seems 1 to care little for how he acts and who he torments and makes trouble for. This is a mistake, a popular error. There is something infinitely worse, and that is two boys, particularly if they are irofhers. Yohr boy, and the boy be- ‘onging to the next neighbor, ean play along day after day, and have royal times, and they will not bother or molest you with their boyish troubles, but to the family with two boys of its own there is music from morning until night, thronghont the year. Brothers do not seem to “hitch” well. They are in constant trouble, and the way they wake things up for the balance of the (musehold is a caution. In all their play or work there ia gen erally turmoil and disturbances, which must bo settled by on application of bod- slat to both, or it never will lie settled. No one can explain why it is thst two brothers of the ages ran&io^ from nine to sixteen, sometimes older or younger, seldom if ever agree in their play or work around home, but it is true, and anyone who Ess watched two brothers has seen a sample of pnre, unadulter ated cussedness that is rarely equalled. In all their play they never agree, ang in their work around the houao they en gage in disputes and dissensions, that to see them in the hottest part of the debate, one would swear the,widening chasm between them would never be bridged. But in this yoi\ are mistaken, as probably in fifteen minntes they will lie busily engaged in plundering the nest of a swarm of bumblebees, and in the excitement, of the occasion they for get their differences, and they become solid pards once more. Bnt why is it that brothers do not agree, as do either of them agree with the other boys in the neighborhood? Why is it that they stand for half an Bbatb 4lu£—The tnonpu A * arum's go css That A vbbt precious maiden—Etti# 1 Caluso the roll—Yelling ‘ FLOwawarethc swesteat things tM God ever made and forget t| put a scul $ Bokk people are never satMbd. SbCsr them how to live happily gl I JsmII in* some and they will waat job to fanisk ** ths income. J3L-.- ' ■ i A m Chooss always the way that sc<B»t tfce beat, however rough it may be. CuB» torn will render it easy and agreesldn. t It was Fuller who said, “He spends all his life in sport jyi.^* who wears nothing bnt fringes Bad nothing bat sauces.” A boy says in his “Onion* are the ve •m w/w you sidf when you don't ^ *Vni T-~T self." ji hour and wrangle as to which shall saw and whietispjit the wood, when proba- Uly.m fiftMffSi inukw.’ time bq^h of them tags by the seashore and it has a big ui 1 x_ _ »_ Jr . . it t-^t -» 4 Nsw Yon* journalist whB Mif wito ten about 10Q lines per weck|srtksfMit two years, has been told by bis physi cians that he must take a vacation or dia. —Detroit Free Preta, - T* “What makes chickens colls oat of their shell, they must be so nk* sM warm and comfortable inside ?” it s because they’re afraid of boiled.” Wbbb it u remembered how bard ffil for women to keep their powder dry this weather, it seems almost like sacri lege to growl at the hmtA.—Detroit Free Pre*i. “How Chaeuxt deep like to show Ms importance?" exclatibed Baas, as Chto> ley went striding peat. “I know it,” »- p«cd Fogg: “Singular, Jan’t it, oonaider- ing that ha has ao little of it Y* A Bybaousb ghost had it all hk own way until he stole a ham and a bosk saw. Then he was waylaid with a slab and sent up for sixty days. No ghost has any business with a buck-saw appe tite. “Yss” said the gilded youth, “I know I’m growing too look old vary early in life; but isn’t it better to grow old at onoe and have the agony over of having it to worry about everyday?''"? “Oh, for a cottage at the seashore!” exclaimed an overheated Philadelphia man yesterday. “That is just my trou ble,” replied a friend; “I owe for a cot- _ ’.jar.) % m will be over in a neighbor’s yaitl, help ing another boy saw and split his wood, so he can go fishing and they will work live beavers, and never stop a minute for words, and you would think to see them there that they were two of the lovingest little brothers that ever was? Why ia it that when they buy a dog or toy pistol, in “snucks” as it were, that over that particular article, what ever it may be, there i| bound to rise clouds of war and dissension. ^ As a general thing, unless there is a very wide difference between the ages of two brothers, their actions toward each other are a study, and yon will notice that nnless they are epgaged in a sport that brings to each an equal* aaoount of pleasure, they will, in nine oases out of ten soon be engaged in rending each other’s locks, or knocking the second crop of teeth down their boyish necks, and in the next minute they are loving little brothers, to ol! appearances, who never had e word or a blow between them. Their wosk in the garden, si~ the wood-pile, or running errands, is filled with nameless woes, nnlies the scales ore evenly balanced and one has exactly the same amount of work toper- form as the other, and whoever taw work laid out before boys to the supreme satis faction of both. But they will go sway and help a neighbor's boy working, and both nearly kill themselves work, and not a word of complaint will oome from them. It has often been asserted that broth ers never agree in business, and it is a good deal true, though, of course, there are cases wherein they do. But it seems that the nature of boys, the differences they had when boys together, when they owned “on sharse” » pet dog or itny other article, grows with them to manhood. One never forgets how the other mtde a sneak on him'oue day and coaxed the dog away with him, while the other wanted the dog at home, and if the dog shows the least feding of affection toward one that he doe# not toward the other, the life of that dog from that out is one unceasing romul of woe, aa the brother he did not take to will swke it warm for him, and tie cans to the poor dog’s tail and make his life one of sorrow and misery. And the brother who oould not get solid with the partnership gog, chcriahsa a fad ing of reaentmentagsiBpi his brother in tfei scheme, end that iwfsBned by thousm differences, and bf the time they Mach manhood,- there is a ftotta them regarding brotherly partneshipa that disbars all Stoh mortgage on it tod." Ah English psychological society is discussing the question: “Are scgels ever sleepy?” If s young man finds hk Rangel I" yawning about H-pr m. he may conclude that if she isn’t tleepy, hk company k not apprecHied. “I mDBi stood 30a ta rsytobat your charge for services would be fight,” coas- plained the client, when hk lawyer handed him a tremendous bill. “I be* Ikve I said nfy lea would be nominal,” the reply, “bat—” “O, I eee,*' inter rupted the client, “phenomenal" A tcBscumoH look pnblkher says that eat of a thousand book sgMlti fie usually finfca^oat ten who are worth retaining after a month’s trial We toppose the otbar 990 beoonae too maeh crippled up to keep on working!—Phila delphia New*. “Bdast the look!” cried the burglar as he turned hk dark Itatiem an tbd handful of silver he had scooped (tool the vest pocket of a banker. “BbaUM lack! if here ain’t six trade defers f f have my opinion of any Government- that pnk up these ghmes on e feller I” The coal man’s cart broke down was going to weigh tlie ooel needn’t fuss to weigh that ooel, said man who had purchased it heavy enough to break down the eare^^fi weighs more than any ton of coal I got before. I’m satisfied. ” Gala. ■ W- -SaF-s.:*- L ,3* The most humble of tl tkmaries of the French naval cats. There are some hi them, and thek kaportanea k daly rto . ogpized by the State, which supports. them in snoh comfort and dignity ’ benefits their official position. IV*# French naval cat totem the aernlf'f v kim kittankonfl atut Ifci flut tAi or two of hk active cerecr os board s man-of-war, where he ia begtbad ill " bold and permitted to devchr w may catch. Having thuap—i tbrwuh' apprenticeship, hi k rent ashore and quartered at one of the fire uavwt peris as a terror to the rats and nriaathat swam k the viataalling yards sheds. "He k than entitled to sues ot ftvw esntimas a day, sum k regalaiiy paid on his what ha? Bottom -if few bundrod that toe atom canpfcj or go