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ff WEARIED. V Dear Nature, hide me in thy inmost heart, W | Safe from the pangs of doubt and strifel0^ r My own and others; I would fain lie still* Bathed in thy silence, of thy life a part; Unconscious and unerring as thou art, Bear me as mothers bear their babes, until Of thy pare strength my weakness takes its fill. & And I may dare on some new course to start* a Find some quiet grave wherein my scul jr May lie as bodies lift when life is fled. | Freed from the madness of its own control, ' By wisdom's self through unknown changes sped; In sleep unvexed of dream of end or goal, And, living still, be ail as good as dead. .. " ?Emily Pfeiffcr. THE SPINNING WHEEL. "I don't like the looks of him!" said the Widow ( legs?. "You don't say?" said Aunt Hannah, smoothing down her gingham apron, in a distur. ed way. They sat on the plainly-furnished little sitting-room, this soft spring afternoon, looking out through the open window on to the front porch, with its climbing morning-glory vines and its yellow^ painted tioor. It was a charming picture -which the window framed: A pretty young girl, ft in a perfectly-fitting and wonderfullyf becoming blue cambric, with her blonde E hair piled high,and falling in fluffy thicks' ness to her eyes; and at her side, bendis inrr tnwarrl thf? pjisp! bfiforft him. brush W and palette in hand, a much-bedaubed [ * rag and a profusion of small tin color' tubes on the floor be?ide him?a pleasant, faced young man, with bright, dark eyes and a curly, brown "head. "It ain't that he ain't good-looking enough," Mrs. Clegg continued. "He's ^ too good looking and too fine-appearI ing?that's where 'tis." "Oh. well," said Aunt Hannah, soothingly, "I dunno!" "i shouldn't feel so," said Mrs. Clegg, "if Janie wan't so?well, eat up with him. He can't want nothing of her, Hannah." ' Well, I dunno," said Aunt Hannah, looking from the young man to her niece, anxiously. "No, I s'pose 'tain't no way likely." "Likely!'' Mrs. Clegg repeated. "Tain I to be thought on. I wish I hadn't took him to board, Hannah; there'li be trouble yit!" Out on ihe porch the conversation was far more cheerful. 1 'It's the old maple itself!" Janie was; saying, admiringly, studying the canvas with half-shut eyes?a trick she had j caught from the artist. "Do you think so?" said George Dayton, looking gratified. "Do you know, Miss Clegg?where's that green tube??that I should like immensely to paint you?" "1 should like to have you, said Janie, simply. "You'd make a stunning sketch as you 1 are," said Dayton, looking at the girl j with frank admiration; i4but, you sec, blonde young ladies in blue dresses have been done to death." Janie laughed. . "I have a Japanese costume at home," Dayton continued, reflectively; "but I hardly think it would suit you," he | added, with a smiling glance at Janie's j jj fresh, fair face. "Maybe I could?find something,'5! J said the girl, rather timidly. "That would be jolly!" Dayton re-j joined, enthusiastically. "Let me see; I I could take it back to the city for the "exhibition, if I'm quick about it. There! don't you think that touch has improved?" "Janie!" called her mother, rather sharply?she had listened more and more uneasily to the light tones and the laughter?"come in and set the table for supper rifrht away!" "Pretend you didn't hear," said Dayton, blandly. "I want your opinion on this. I'm suffering for it. * Do you think that touch " But Janie had risen, with a reproving frown and a guilty smile struggling for supremacy, ana tripped into tne nouse. I)ayton laid down his brush halfuncousciously, and turned to gaze down the narrow hall into the kitchen beyond, where frequent glimpses of a slender, blue-clad figure, with a long, white I apron, freshiy-donned, and with sleeves rolled high, rewarded him. The light, hot biscuits which steamed on the supper table were made doubly delightrul by the fact that Janie had i made them. The dried apple pie, though | not in itself attractive, was rendered I positively delicious by the reflection that j janic had sprinkled the cinnamon and j squeezed the lemon juice into it, and j arranged those narrow strips of crust i criss cross on uie top. Janie herself, too, looked prettier than ever, with her cheeks flushed with the heat of biscuit-bakinjr, and her blight hair prettily disarranged. "Will you have some more tea, "MrDayton?" said Mrs. Clegg, almost severely. Her face had grown anxious as the the lively conversation which Janie and their boarder had been carrying on progressed. "Thank you!" said Dayton, passing his cup promptly. ''As I was sajing, i Miss Clegg?" There was a knock on the door, and Janie rose to oped it. A middle-aged man, roughly dressed, with a sharp and not ill-humored face, followed her into ihc kitchen, and sat down in the chair she placed for him. "Mr. Orcutt, mother," said Janie. And Dayton saw that the rosy color had fled from her face. Mrs. Clegg rose hastily; Aunt Hannah nnshed her chair back from the table. The man looked hesitatingly from one to the other, and cleared his throat. "Wal," he said, with an effort at cheerfulness, "I was coming- by, and I jest thought I'd drop in and see about that?wal, that money, Mis1 Clcgg." There was a painful pause. "I don't know as I need to tell you," said Mrs. Olegg, gathering her apron between her fingers nervously and casting an appealing glance at het sister." that I hain't got it?not yit. 1 was hoping?" "We're hoping to git it, Mr. Orcutt," Aunt Hannah interrupted, turning to their visitor calmly. You needn't be a mite afraid. But we hain't got it today. I d-unno as we can jest say when we shall have it." The man's face?it was not an unkind j cne?expressed contrition for his haste, and some embarrassment. He rose, with a muttered word or two meant to be apologetic, and took , an abrupt leave. The rcmainderof the meal was silent and constrained. Aunt Hannah s ciieerlul lace was I troubled; Mrs. Clegg wore a worried frown, and ate nothing; Janie, her fair ! face filled with a sweet distress, replied ! in monosylables to Dayton's observations. The young man smoked a cigar on the porch that evening. kT . It was not his usual custom; perhaps I it might have been accounted for by the I fact that a blonde haired person in a s blue cambric sat beside hiin, and looked g wonderfully picturesque, too, in the j white shawl she had thrown about her. v ' I have thought of a costume," she j said, with a pretty hesitation, as they j I parted in the dim hall?that is, if Aunt i r llannah will let me.11 she added, j d mysteriously, and vanished up the stairs. # sH ^ sje ^ t ''What be they up to now?" said Mrs. j Clegg, fretfully, pausing over the! ^ breakfast dishes. next morning, to listen to the sound of voiccs proceeding from an upper room. "It's my doing," said Aunt Hannah, ^ regretfully. You see, Janie tea3ed so B hard for 'em that I didn't jest know how * to say no." c "Eh?" said her sister, blankly. j ^ "She wanted my old spinning wheel i v and Grandma Phillips' old yellow silk j and tViof nlil lmrlr-nnmb T used to i wear," Aunt Hannah explained. "That ^ feller's going to make a picture of her that way." 0 Mrs. Clegg sank into a chair. , "How could you 'a done it?" she queried. "'The more'she sees of him, the n better she's a-going 'to like him; and he j ^ don't want mothing of her! I do believe," Mrs. Clegg concluded, beginning gl to cry into a corner of her apron, "take ! it all together, I'm the most unhappy ^ critter that ever was!" Poor Aunt Hannah churned away in ^ conscience-stricken silence. ! "You couldn't have hit upon anything more perfect, Miss Clegg," George Day- ^ ton was saying at the same moment, up in the big unfurnished upstairs room. n Janie was charming, indeed, as she ? sat there smilingly ? the quaint, ^ short sleeved, high waistcd yel- j i-? -:i'- ^follinrr in oliImmcrinor 1UW Oil IV Ultsa lauiug m gj folds about her: her soft hair brought up higher than ever, and crowned by a . tall back-comb; the flax 011 the old wheel at her side held lightly in both small hands, one slippered foot pressing ^ the treadle. k "I'm glad you like; it," she said, de- jj murelv. "Like it!" cried the young man, de- S( lightedly. "I'm entranced!" " And he rushed down stairs for his c, painting materials. k "Where did you get it?" he inquired, ? eagerly, with a nod at the spinning wheel, as, with easel before him and the j] inevitable paint rasr across his knee, he < began studying the scene with narrowed eyes, and "blocking it in." d, "It's Aunt Hannah's," Jcnie responded, with a laugh?"and such a time as I sj had getting it!" hi "There's a corner in my studio at home," said Dayton, musingly, "which ~ * fill n V Q^>f 1 U A U aiMULHUJJ WJJGGl nuum uii " I sl| studio isn't complete without one, any- 0j how. You don't suppose?turn a little ^ to the right, please; that's it?that Aunt Hannah could be induced to part with tl it?" tl "I don't know," said Janie, dubious- di ly; "but I'll ask her." ic She would have undertaken a much hi more arduous task, with the young m in's A bright, dark eyes fixed upon her in that tenderly persuasive way. Dayton worked hard, and Janie watched him with interest, squeezing a drop from this and that small tin tube, *e anu mixing (juiurs uimusu a-iu^iun^j, adding a vigorous stroke, and stepping g] back a few paces to note the effect. w Altogether it was a delightful morn- ?I ing, and it was an unwelcome interrup- ta tion to both when Mrs. Clcgg put her <ll head in at the door, surveyed the scene " with a frown and an audibie sigh, and tnen told Janie to come down and set th the dinner table. Dayton sat in deep reflection when the aa yellow silk had obediently swept itself seaway. ra He had not meant to be inquisitive, j? and certainly Janie had not been garrulous; but he was in possession of the facts concerning the little scene at the supper table, last night. Tbey were few and simple. w Janie's father bad died three m years ago, leaving a live-hundred dollar mortgage on his little home, iu Orcutt's , hands. 8 Three hundred and fifty of this, by w dint of chicken raising, butter making .. and an occasional summer boarder, they ha^ paid; the remainder, the girl said, with*a soft sadness in her voice, had j seemed hard in coming, and their creditor was growing excusably impatient. 10 Dayton cleared his palette, covered his j P canvas and took his brushes downstairs ! ur for a rinsing, rather mechanically, wore j ar an absent smile at the dinner table, and ; ?s was still preoccupied when he started off I on a tour of discovery, sketch book in hand. ! CE He had taken a resolve. ^ The painting progressed rapidly. ,e Dayton's desire to finish the picture r for the exhibition had grown into a per- S1 feet lrenzv, which puzzled even Janie. &1 The changing light forbade afternoon sittings; but the pretty model was ready r.4- nnAcir mn^ninrr of- t)io orvirninfr. ! ^ ill) mvi j uv mu g|/iuu*u^ I wheel?it was Dayton's now; aunt Han- *p nah's consent to the one-sided bargain ,l had bepn easily won?and the artist ^ worked steadily until twelve. "No, I dou't want to look at it," said Mrs. Clegg, severely, when Janie came ar to beg tier to look at the finished painting. "I shouldn't think you'd ask me to!" M And she turned away from the be- ra wildered girl, and wiped her eyes on a ; f coiner of her apron, already limp with j ]a previous outbursts. j j1( Aunt Hannah, however, discreetly se- ^ lecting a moment when her sister was not observant, went up stairs, guiltily, ]e to see the picture, and stood before it in w speechless admiration. It was Janie's very self. The fluffy, yellow hair; the sweet, half-smiling moutn; trie turn or tno neaa?were perfect. se The old spinning-wheel, too?9he w would have known it anywhere; and the b yellow silk was as natural as life. n< "What be you going to do with it?" tj she said, turning to Dayton at last,' and w regarding hitn with new respect. fc "Sell it, if I'm lucky enough," said the lo young man, smiling. "I'm going back 01 to the city to-morrow to exhibit it. If j al it sells," he added, incomprehensibly, j m "I'll pay you for the spinning-wheel, i c( aunt Hannah." Iv The next day, therefore, saw him b< ready for departure. o( t i . i.1- v: ii.. tiuiliu SlUUU ?11U 11JIU UU lllg {JUrUU, 13 waiting for the village hack which was j p< to take him to the station. The spinning- t? wheel had gone the day before. ti Aunt Hannah hovered no ir the door, st with an anxious eye upon them; Mrs. G Clegg had sat down solemnly in the rn darkest corner of the sitting-room, and j in refused to stir out of it for any leave- i C taking. j er A cloud of dust was coming up the j us road; the hack was in sight. "Good-by, Janie!" said the young j ea man, softly. "I am coming back, you j It know!" er He had it in his heart to say far more, to but he told himself that the proper time ! u] had not come. | jV When Janic turned back at last, Aunt lannah was surprised and delighted to ee a gay smile on her face; uot the regret and disappointment she had feared v But Mrs. ulegg only groaned when she o ras informed of it. b "She thinks he'll come back to git her, c s'pose," she s.iid, with despairing esignation "She can't see yit that he ^ on't want nothing of her." \ The weeks went by, ? Spring deepened and mellowed, and p ras giving place to summer. The cherry- t] rees bloomed; the old maple which ]j )ayton had sketched filled its ranches with leaves of a tender crreen. < 'Wli.i f *1 nnc elm thinl* nnsr T wnnflftr ?" P aid Mrs. Clegg, grimly. I ? She was mending stockings by the :itchendoor. Aunt Hannah was paring a otatoes near by. 0 "Does she believe yit that he's ever c oming near here again?" said .Mrs. n !legg. "I don't know, Hannah, but 0 fhat we're the most unfort'nit set on C: arth, take us all round." Poor Aunt Hannah dropped a tear into it tie potatoes. Things were hard. si "There'-s that money," Mrs. Clegg went ci n, miserably. "I don't see as there's tl o kind o' hope o'getting it; and Orcutt n: in't going to wait forever. I ruthcr p' uess, Hannah, that we'll be packing up en d go to the puorhouse before long." bi There was a clatter of hoofs, and a tl idden pause before the house. vi "Orcutt again, prob'ly," said Mrs. Jlcsrg. tl But no, that could not be Orcutt? [j lat slender person in a neat summer [j ait, with a jaunty straw hat somewhat ft ? r\ f oil I _ U I lit; UUUIY Ul 1113 licau, auu?,vi jji lings! with his arm around Janie. in That feller again!" Mrs. CI egg ai asped. lfl The "feller" had come through the ^ all briskly, with his arm still around anie, and was standing before them, niliugly. m "Give us your blessing!" he was saySanJ " fcv And before they had had time to com- j ly, he was pulling out his pocketbook ^ ad undoing it?was taking a roll of ^ ills therefrom and putting it into Aunt ^ [annah's hand. ^ "i'or the spinning-wheel," he said, . jueezing the hand he pressed it into. ^ I sold my picture. And that's for Or iff .T q n i f? fnlrl mi> nhout it. VOU L*vv? VMU*V - -~J 4 now," he added, in a torrent of ex- o. lanation. "You're a dear, good boy!" cried Aunt 'annah, with a joyful burst of tears; and I always knew you was?so there!" P But Mrs. Clegg was surveying him oubtfully. "You don't mean to say," she said, owly. "that you're a-going to marry sr?" ' it] "Dnn't I?"' cried Dayton, jovially. "We didn't rccknn. Hannah and I," n iid Mrs. Clegg. gathering up a corner F.c I her apron instinctively, "that you ?1< anted nothing of her." ^ And she was not wholly convinced 57 lat he did until Orcutt had come fcr bi le last time?till the littie house was ^ eoked for a wedding, and Janie, smil- ,n ig and tearful, had gone away in the f0 ick at the young artist's side.? Emma 21 . Gnner. in Saturday Niaht. 5n .r,-,... ? Largest Locoinotire in Ibc World. W. A. Crouut says in a New York let- ( r to the Detroit bVee Press: I have this sn eek met Mr. E. C. Corthell, chief en- tii neer of the Tehuantepec Ship railroad. 01 hich Captain Eads has projected to ta )en the isthmus below Mexico so as to U] ke ships from one ocean and drop them lietly into the other, and I asked him What's new?" "Well," he said, "we have found out in lis week exactly how we can draw our ar lips. Captain Eads has always been ai iked: 'IIow can you drag the great pi tips over if you get them on the twelve m ils you propose to lay down?' He has fr plied, 'With engines,' feeling certain rc lat engines lor the special work would Ui ive to be built. But we have just re- fc lived a letter from the chief engineer T : the Mexican Centml railroad, which p< ill not only astonish jou newspaper tL a ?,?;n CU UUU lli'ii-CAUCi lo gcucianjr, uuo um ai irprize even railroad men. It shows tl lat they are manufacturing in Mexican fr lops the largest locomotives in the m nrld." cl He handed the letter to me, and from b< I quote as follows: le "I send you herewith blue prints of ime of the engines we have just made w ir the Pacific and Gulf branches of this iad, which will have three aud a half p] ;r cent, grades (185 feet to the mile) ai id twenty-degree curves. The drivers U1 e flexible, moving independently of ar ich other and of the cylinders and or )iler. * * * Figure seven represents gj ie eDgine under consideration. This so igine can carry a weight of 180,000 jf >unds and haul 6,000 tons at a speed of gj n miles an hour on a straight and level ]0 ack; 2,300 tons up a one-half per cent. ru ade, and 1.400 tons up a one per cent. fc ade. Y "But I would call your attention to bi ie consolidated type of engine rcpre- bi nted by tigures 8 and 9. This en- jj ne has sixteen drivers, will pass a p, irve of twenty to twenty-five degrees it.h panto ran oarrv a wfiifrht. of 2-40.000 junds and its drivers can haul 8.000 n( ms at ten miles an hour on a straight id level track, 3,000 tons up a one-half jr cent, grade and 1,800 tons un a one {e jr cent, grade." ar ''These are tremendous motors," said fr r. Corthell, "as civil engineers and ipi ilroad men will fully understand. ar hree of these last engines will draw the ce rgest ship that sails the sea up the j1? javiest grades on our line. One of tem will draw it sixty per cent, of the ej istance; and one of them will draw at n( ast three-fourths of the vessels all the m ay from ocean to ocean." ce ? sv A Big1 Tortoise. pc The discoverer of the gigantic extinct :a-turtle found near Fort "Wallace, in estern Kansas, first observed the large -i_._i.i_ i! r _ vi._ or ooy emeius projecting irom a oiun q 3ar Butte creek. They were carefully iken out and brought to Philadelphia, ^ here the restoration was made. The ^ >re-flippers alone were nearly five feet ng, while its expanse from the tip of le extended flipper to another was ^ :>out seventeen feet. The question ay arise how did this sea-turtle be- ^ )me buried in a bluff in the State of an3as? A natural supposition would 3 that Kansas is the bed of a former :ean, and so it is. A.ges ago, in what jtcalled by geologists the Cretaceous ^ jriod, that part of the world was the 3d of a great sea, in which the great irtle swam, together with other mon- _ ers of curious shape and appearance. ractually the crust of the earth was j,e lised, the water fell back, or becamc f closed, and left the inhabitants of the jg retacious sea high and dry, to be cov- vj ed by the earth and preserved for i to study ages afterward. The shores of this ancient ocean are isily found and followed by geologists. s extent has been traced on our West- . n plains by the bleaching and disin- ne igrating remains that have been found ion and beneath the surface.? (St. richola3. y\ w "popular science. A paper is manufactured from seaweed in Japan that has the transparency f glass?not exactly clear flint glass, ut a good sort of sta'ned glass?and an be used satisfactorily in windows. Arsenic having been found to act as a reventive of malarial fever, Mr. W. lattieu Williams has suggested that the enerallv condemned arsenical wall paers may be useful as a protection against lie dangers of regions subject to ma iria. A singular case in charge of Dr. Strumell, of .Leipsig, a few days ago, was that f a young man in whom brain disease ad destroyed all sensibility of touch, nd also the functions of one eye and ne ear. The youth was wideawake, onscious and intelligent when the regaining eye and ear were open, but at nee became unconscious when they were arefullv closed. Dr. Foihergill says that a patient dyig of exhaustion is generally dying of :arvation. "We give him beef tea, ilf's foot jellv,alcohol,seltzer and milk; lat is, a small quantity of sugar, of lilk and some fat. But the jelly is the oorest sort of food, and the beef tea a lere stimulant. The popular belief that eef tea contains 'the very strength of ie meat' is a terrible error, it has no food ilue." In a new French apparatus the heat* of ie sun falling upon metallic plates ghtly covering a thin layer of volatile quid, like ammonia, is combined with ie natural coolness of water to generate ower for pumping. With plates hav* ig a surface of forty square yards such 1 apparatus Would hourly raise 792 galms of water sixty-five feet in warm dilutes, and at Auteuil raises over 300 illons per hour. In some reccnt scientific experiments i the cHects of cold, two frogs were ozen solid in a temperature of about venty degrees Fahrenheit, and kept it i that condition for half an hour. On lawiog slowly they recovered perfectly, Lit it was found that longer periods of cposure invariably killed the animals, he experiment was tiied of freezing jrmetically sealed meat, so as to kill its icterial organisms, and thus render it capable of putrefying. It was found, jwever, that so low a temperature as ghty degrees below zero would not deroy the vitality of nitro-organisms. It as thus made clear that the attempts to eserve meat for a long time by a mo entary freezing of it must be aban)ned. Morgan, of Manchester, England, has marked upon the healthy condition of ie Highland crofters, who live in bothies," the atmosphere of which is lpregnated with peat smoke, and are it not troubled by disease, being par:ularly free from consumption and her lung infectious. Their rooms are armed by a peat lire kept constantly lrning in the middle of the floor; and, eir being no means of cscape for the tioke except a hole in the coiner of the of, the atmosphere is often pungent lough to make the eyes and nostrils aart. Yet the inhabitants arc well and gorous, and are liable to lung diseases ily when they go to live in houses with limnevs. The explanation of the phe)menon is not hard to find. Peat aoke is heavily charged with antisepcs?with tar, creosote, tannin and variis volatile oils and resins?and the salary influence of these more than makes 3 for the adulteration of the air. Stock Gambling. "The "bucket shops" situated in the rge towns and cities of the country e the instruments by which an immense ?nmKI!n(T ia n#vpinf' nn T'hfi HUUUl \jl ^umunu^ aw wM. ? -oprietors of these nefarious e3tablishicnts surreptitiously obtain quotations om the Stock Exchange. Tickets are ifused to them by the Western Union aless four members of the board vouch ?r the worthiness of each applicant, he quotations desired are furnished by jrsons who have bound themselves to lat telegraph company not to do so, id who have obtained injunction? from lc courts restraining the corporation om removing their instruments. Forer insolvent members of the Stock Exlange, now known as "exempt mem;rs," arc among the users of the knowdge thus acquired. In these bucket shops a blackboard, ith list of stocks at prices quoted in ew York inscribed thereon, is disiayed. Speculative clerks and others e invited to bet upon these quotations ider the pretense ot the put id call system. For example le is induced to buy, on a marn of $1 per share, five shares of Mis>uri, Kansas, and Texas stock at lGjfc. it rises to 17?, lie gets back his mar a ana gains $;>. 11 ic urops iu nc ses his margin or bot. The secret of lin in thousands of instances is to be mnd in the gambling of bucket shops, et the wealthy patronize and are fleeced 1 them. Quirk, of Knavevillc, keeps a lcketshop, and receives the quotations, e confidentially informs his trusting ltrons that ho has certain knowledge lat au inactive slock is about to rise in ice?say the Denver and Rio Grande, >w selling at nine? aud persuades icm to venture $1 per share to the ex nt of 15,000 shares. This done, he ? < - i- - 1 1 L l.? II O AAA *~V legrapns 10 a urouer iu - sun o.uuu, id R. G.?quick, quick," in blocks om eight find three quarter to eight, lie selling broker, alone or with assistice, makes his oilers, which are aciptcd by another broker to whom Quirk is telegraphed to buy the stocks offered ; those prices. The last quotation, ght, fixes the price. The telegraph an>unce3 it at Ivuavcville. The $15,000 argin, minus the one-fourth of one per nt. brokerage on the fictitious sales, is rept into the swindler's pocket.?liarVinegar Made of Sawdust. A sign in a Third avenue grocery win>w rends: "Pure Kussct Cider. 4c. a uart." "That cider was never moved by a eath of country air," said a man in a uc check jacket, who was passing the indow, "and it was never any nearer i apple than it is now as it stands in to barrel, at the rear of the grocery." 4 I Vf *w1 n enl n aMfl ftnrl rrltlPHQA Ifl lug Ul OUI|/UUIiV MV4V4 ^?v,vwvv, | icn," suggested a companion. "No, that's loj expensive." "What is it made of?" "Sawdust. I work in the shop where s made. Pure apple cider is worth irty cents a gallon. Sawdust cider ?sts about one-fourth of that. We take e sawdust from a couple of wood yards hemlock, hickory, maple?every kind, st as it comes. "We dump it into a big tort and heat it with a coal fire. Just rty-seven per cent, of what boils over crude vinegar. It has to be purified a t and boiled down a little, but it is etty good vinegar. When the wood aches a certain point in the heating ocess it becomes charcoal, and is cooled r and sold to filter makers. We can iat the grangers on the vinegar busies and not half try."?New York Sun. Lowell, Mass., has four chimneys over i o hundred feet high. 1 FAKIR AND GOROO. Characteristics of Hindoo and Moslem 3Iemlicaiitw. * ?v 3_ i-- j Along tne various roaus which u;?u iu a srcat city, the Mohammedan beggar takes up his abode. Generally he selects for his resilience some deserted tomb, which, built upon a crag or some eminence, commands a good view of the road. Agra is the jrreat Mohammedan city of the Northwest. With its multitude of mosques and glittering minarets, it is a city to -which thousands of Mohammedans from all parts of the Moslem world make pilgrimage. The roads and by roads which lead to the city are many, and along their sides have been built in long gone days of Mohammedan power many u grave containing the remains of some noted warrior or chief. Several of these ?ravc3 have been kept white as when lirst made; several arc still adorned every morning with fresh garlands of the golden-colored marigold, and the trees that have been planted around them are still watered. But these evidences of a watchful care are only bestowed when descendants of the deceased still revere his memory, but most of these tombs are forlorn and deserted? a general tumbling down of brick and mortar. It is when a building has fallen into complete ruin, that the Mohammedan beggar takes possession. lie generally defends himself against the cfi'ccts of wind and water; and thus having secured accommodation begins his livelihood. At first he presents a pitiable object. Emaciated aad dirty, his hair long and matted, his eyes wild and staring, and his body given over to vermin, and liis terrible rasping cry of "Allah-il-Allah*" wailing by n ght and dav for food and money, he is not ouly a loathsome but a fear-inspiring monster. Th s is his cry:. "Behold, ye who walk by the roadside. arrayed in your white and golden colored clothes and scarlct trappings, with your bespangled, shoe-covered feet, your linen-covercd head, your eyes full of pride and heart lull ot wiciceaness, your minils bent on money-making; and ye also who go by on the trotting camel ana the licet horse, and in the sun and dust shaded carriage, beware of the power of the genii of this place, beware of his wrath and his anger, fori, his servant, am here through his bidding to light here a flame made from oil and wick, to appease the evil one who is causing his spirit torment, and driving it abroad by night.and by day; and if ye appease not this spirit by money and by flame, he will cause unto you evil, and if I, his servant, am not supplied with the things which he most craves, then will he at nighttime and at daytime cast his eyes, glaring with wrath and anger, upon you, and yon shall not prosper, neither ii your business, uor in your families, and his curse shall be on you, and that which you esteem the highest shall soon die. Hear and tremble, you wicked, for such is the order of God." Now, the Mohammedan, passing by fTin /lnrl fnnrih n rr i t qnrl fl 1 V Of! cupied, ancl by so distressful and miserable an objcct, is touched with compassion; nnd when he hears the terrible denunciation that is to follow, should he not subscribe toward aiding a sull'ering and departed couniryman's soul, whose hovering spirit might, peradventure, do him some linrm, he, in fear and trembling, drops into the extended gourd his farthing, and hurries away, fearful lest he should be overtaken by some mishap. Suppose that self-same .Mohammedan, hurrying away from the dreadful tomb, with eyes blinded by fear, should stumble on a stone, and hurt himself; he would certainly exclaim that Allah was the cause of the trouble. His donation j woo f/-in cmoll T-To rroiif>rn.l 1V Wftllld rfl turn and increase it. and thus by his willingness and contrition propitiate the! deity. Should good fortune attend him through the day, and in his every care j he be generally suueessful, the poor wit- j less fellow would assuredly ascribe his luck to the nc ion of an over-pleased god: and he wjuld most assuredly pay another toll wben repassing the tomb, i Soon the devotee makes no pretence of hard living. He explains away this by stating that the appeased spirit wishes no longer that his attendant should wear the garb of a miserable mcndicant; but that he should appear as the servant of a prosperous and pleased god. As time grows,the tomb and the mendicant be- j come holy. Valuable cures arc said to be efTectcd by those who have paid libera'ly to the keeper of the shrine, and soon, from being a wretched beggar, this natnto inrlivirlmil hsiq rispn tn a nowei'ful healer, saint, prophet aud fakir. The Hindoo religious begger, or Goroo, is a fanatic of the worst type; a fanatic who pays no regaid to pain when oncc imbued with the idea that it is necessary for him to undertake some cruel mortification, in order to giin the delights of paradise, or to save from punishment some beloved relative. He has no compunctions of conscience, no fear, no trembling, when he oncc undertakes a self-sacrilicc. He will burn ofl: his hand without moving a muscle of his face; and lie is of so determined a na ture, when he fancics he is in the right, that no danger and no prayer will turn him from his purpose. A man's son is dying; all hope that the life will be spared has gone. Appeals are made to the goroo, or priest in attendance. "If you perform some terrible selfsacrifice and become a goroo, God will, perhaps, spare to you this life," he says. The wretched father runs over several tnrmpnis rinrl finally electa that of hold- I ing up his right arm forever should lie j survive, and should he die, to visit the most sucred shrine in the High Ilima- j laya. 44You must begin new,'' says the goroo; "show your zeal at once; nor; must you iu anger drop your arm should ; your son die." "Never," groans the unhappy man, ; and forthwith holds up his arm. The sun sets, the night comes on, and there in the darkness and in solitude, , with his dying boy before him, and sleep and fatigue weighing heavily on him, . 1 'i.-? ? -4~i? ?i.? ?I.K WAtCQCS mm UUIU ? Wiucuus uie <.171./ ui life, watches the death, the mourners and funeral pyre, with his arm high over . his head, pointing his lingers to the sky, he gu/.es on the smoke, from the burning body of his son, floating heavenward, and with tearless eyes he breathes the i prayer that it is but the will of God. liis bread can no longer be earned, no longer c;in he follow the bullocks to the j plow, no longer continue the duties of the mechanic: so without adieu, without i tears 011 either side, lie leaves his familj I to finish the vow by a long pilgrimage. ; lie passes from one village to another, from one province to another. "Winter i storms and summer heats do not dissuade ' him from persevering in his attempt to I reach the saered shrine perched on Ilim-' alaya's highest peak. Everywhere he goes the men, the women and the children respect him. Ilis cry to the great god, Ram, who has taken from him his first born, to give liim strength to fulfil the vow lie made to insure his happiness in the hereafter, is not unheeded. Timid children bring him food, their fathers give him aid, and the women, with curious, fearful eyes, watch him with the up lifted arms as he wanders forth from out their village. The range of the Hima lavas is before him. Huge, stern and snow-covered, up the mountain-sides, over rocks and craggy places, along the beds of streams, through gloomy ravines, past dismal caves, the home of the wolf, the hvcna. the mountain bear and the \ tiger. No fear deters him, no danger daunts this Hindoo ascetic. The shrine in its snowy altitude has at last been reached. The altar on which he has to lay his offering is at last before him. There, In the dismal gloom, alone by himself, with the twinkling holy light before him, which has burned steadily in this mountain recess for thousands of years, in angUish and in grief he throws himself down before the altar, and thus prays: "Oh, Mystic Light, emblem of the universal, of the hope, ot peace; you who irradiate this gloom with your rays, irradiate now, I beseech you, 1 t ?. Tn. ( jour my ucaib ?vicn uupgi iu| spire me with courage, and if thou who represents the eternal will show to me in this my sorrow, the face of one whom my heart loveth, and let me hear the voice of him for whom I suffer?then ' will I still continue my vow, and will ascend to the shrine that is across these j mountains, and pray there and live tjicre as Ram's servant." " . Half demented from the danger of his travel, overcome with joy that the shrine has been reached, can it be wondered at that this poor fanatical creature 8C3S in his imagination the face of his son and hears his voice? In an ecstasy of joy he again proclaims his intention of still pursuing his vow, till, perhaps, the strength of the troubled frame has been exhausted and the brave heart sous j out its life. And the end. Down in the ravine is his body thrown by the heartless priests, to serve as food to the yelping jackal and snarling hyena.?Sun Francisco Cull. A Study of a Mocking Bird. The first time the mocking-bird's door ; was opened he was not in the least surj prised; no doubt, seeing, others at i liberty, he had expected it. At any j rate, whatever his emotions, he instantly j ran out on the perch placed in his doorj way, and surveyed his new world from . | this position. lie was in no panic, not j even in haste. When fully ready, he begins his tour of inspection. First, to sec if he- really could reach the trees I without, through those large, clear open- j j ings, he tried the windows", each of the j three, but gently, not bouncing against j them so violently as to fall to the floor i I as more impetuous or less intelligent I i birds invariably do. Having proved I each to be impassable, he was satisfied, ' and never tried again. Next, the ceiling interested him, and he flew all j ; around the room, touching it gently i everywhere, to assure himself of its ^ 1 +1 - -1 A. ; nature, uonvmcea mus in ? suun, I time, that his bonds were only widened, i not removed, he went on to investigate | closely what he hud looked at from a distance; every bird cage, inside as well as outside, if the owner happened to be | away, every piece of furniture, pictures, , ! books, and the pincushion?where he J was detained some time trying to carry 1 off the large black heads of shawl pins. I The looking glass absorbed him most j completely on the first day; he flew j i against it, he hovered before it, slowly | passing from bottom to top, alighted on j top and looked over behind. I think he never solved that mystery to his own satisfaction, as he did that of the win; dow glass, which must have been quite | as inexplicable, and it was never without a certain chirm for him. lie had no trouble in finding his way home; stand, iug on a cage next to his, he saw his own door-perch, recognized it instantly (though he had been upon it only once), 1 and, being hungry, dropped to it and ran into the cage.?At antic Monthly. A Story of the War. For the number of men engaged, the battle of Hartsville, Tenn , during the 1 war between the States, was perhaps one of the most desperate struggles of the war. Two companies of General : Hanson's brigade and a portion of Gen1 eral Floyd's command were pitted against the command of General John ! A. Logan, late a candidate for Vice' President. So far as numbers were concerned, the conflict was an unequal one, ( the Federals far outnumbering the Confederates. The "rebs" were victorious, taking more prisoners' than there were j men in their command. Among other ! Kentucky boys who took part in the ! battle were Mr. II. C. Payne and his i brother, Mr. Lewis D. Payne, of Fay: ette county. When the Federals were routed, General Logan was the last to | leave the field. He was hotly pursued j and scores of shots were fired at his re; treating form, and when he saw that he ! wouid either be killed or captured, he : threw himself from his horse, and laying 1 himself on the ground, face downward, I "nossumcd'' death. The two Paynes : were together, and seeing him fall, and recognizing him as an officer of high rank, they hastily dismounted, took his ! sword and papers, and remounting their horses, joined again the pursuing party. j j Returning from the chase, the Paynes looked for the fallen officer, and found , that he had either been removed or gone j, away of his own accord. When the , papers were examined, it was found that | the officer who had so cleverly escaped .; was no other than General John A. j Logan. The papers and the sword were , turned over to General Hanson. This is a true story, which in the great volume of war literature has never before found place. The Payne brothers are still living in this county, and are j among our most honored and respected : | citizens.? Lexington (Ky.) Press. j A Good Cup of Coffee. A correspondent of the New York i Times vouches for the excellence of the j i following recipe to make good coffee: I i Buy the best colfee and grind it to the 11 consistency of ordinary cornmeal. Into j t 1 ' ~e I . a * rencn teapoi put an ounce ui uuneu i for every person. One pound of coffee 1 will make sixteen cups, and no more. 1 Have everything clean, and as soon as s the water in the teakettle begins to boil ' moisten the coffee gently, and leave it to soik and swell lor three minutes; then 1 add a little more water; don't be in a i hurry; continue to add water until you i have obtained not more than a large cof- r fee cupful of the extract. If carefully 1 done the entire virtue of the coffee will g be in the cupful of liquor at the end of c five minutes. For four persons use a t quart of pure milk and have it piping s hot; heat the large cups by pouring into ' i them hot water; now divide the coffee i t into the four cups, each of which will be c one-quarter full; fill with the boiling j milk. This is pure breakfast coffee, the c coffee of the gods, of which no man t -1' 1-' |J1 ? J 4.^ aner arinKing wouiu uu so unae as iu mu > for a second cup. Such cofTce cannot be a had at any restaurant in New York. lie that drinketh it this morning will be i; unhappy it he fails to get it to-morrow c morning. But these instructions must c be followed to the letter. n - ? I M. De Ferrani's collcction of postage e stamps cost him $300,000. i - ' \ ." ,. .. '-.r^ :.<:''' - >?| BM|H|HaflHHHBHaHH|Baaa| 4 2V0VEMBER~EVENINQ. ' ? The autumn night is dark and cold; . * The wind blows loud; the year grow3 old; The dead leaves whirl and rustle chill; " The cricket's chirp is long and shrill; The skies that were so soft and warm Mutter and bode of gathering storm. And now, within the homes of men The sacred hearth-fires gleam again, And joy and cheer and friendship sweet Within the charmed circle meet. l'he children watch with new delight The first fire, dancing redly bright, That drives away the dark and cold; And Grace's slender fingers hold A braided fan from Mexico, To make the broad flames flare and glow. Alert, alive, they leap and run Like fierce bright streamers of the sun; They shine 011 Robert's placid face, And tint the pensivo face of Grace, , And chase away the doubtful gloom From every corner of the room. Oh, pleasant thought! that far and near Are gathering 'round each hearthstone deaf Bright faces, happy smiles, and eyes Sweet with the summer's memoriosl Ob, holy altar-fires of home! Tho' far and wide the children roam, Your charm for them shall still endure. With love so strong and peace sj sure. ?Celia Thaxter, tit St. Nicholas, PUNGENT PARAGRAPHS. . 1 'Belles" call many people to church* Domestic "s:iuceM is kept in family jars. A cooking club?the rolling pin.-* . Lowell Citizen. Fish are generally weighed in their * own scales.?Ziyi. & Why is Africa like a greased polet Because it is an unhealthy clime. . x Anvboiiy can take a cut from the ;v butcher without any lowering of dignity. Man has, we read, 240bones. Woman /..? has 241; she has all that map has, and ?' . the bone of contention beside.?Fan. When you spill soup on th$ tabic cloth, 6et your tumbler on it when your wife not looking, and trust to Providence for ? ' the thereafter.? Ltfe. A paper is made in France from hop vines, which must be very appropriate for ball programmes and beer keg stamps. $ ?Noi-ruUwn Herald. A woman who claims to know says it . v. takes more strategy to marry off a family ?. of girls than it does to secure re-election to Congress.?Chicago L&lger. ' He shot himself in the woods" was& head line in a morning paper. He must certainly have shot himself in the lum- "V., bar region. ?Ecansville Argus. It looks paradoxical. The Parsees are laid to be rich and generous, yet there must be a great deal of Parsee money, among them.?Lowell Citizrn. ? "The house fly flies an average of three miles per da v." This is probably the reason it feels so tired when ic strike* ; a man with a bald head. ? Graphic. A beautiful new song is called: "The Lone One on the Shore." We neverknew till now bow romantic a solitary clam could be made to appear.?Barben1 Gazette. ' What is life and no living T she tenderly sighed, As her head on his shoulders she laid. ".What is love and no living'/" he sadly replied, As he thought of his board bill, unpaid. If you address the poorest person ia Sweden it is the universal custon to raise your hat.?Boston Journal. But how are you going to know who is the poorest person in Sweden??Boston Bulletin. r* ? * /I 1 At J? resnman proicssor tnoicung up a written cxercise)?"I perceive that this one was copied from outside helps. The mai* who handed it iu will remain." Half & dozen remained.? Yale Record. There are said to be twenty-two different causes for headache, which, strangely enough, is about the number of popular alcoholic beverages. But, of course, there is no conuection.?Lowell CUian. Thirteen minutes is sufficient to load an elephant on a freight car. It takes a. woman longer than that to board a common everyday horse-car; that is, if sheatops to pass her kisses round to all her relatives.?Providence Star. 'Tis swoet to be a candidate, And countless votes manipulate; But oh, of joy bereft Is be who rushes to bis fate, Regardless of the claims of state, And finds that he is left ?New York Morning Journal.The time may come when politics will mean all that is noble' and good; when a small boy will break an apple in two and give h's little sister the biggest half; when a tramp will work, and a stray Nifo* Vktif ^Jii; T17111 nnvftr UUg tYl/U ?/ WUU, I/UW vuv MWJ ?w... dawn when a fly can tickle a drowsy man's nose without getting itself disliked.? Chicago Ledger. Lieutenant Greely says there is a belt in the Arctic regions where there are 3heep with the head and horns of the ox and the tail of the horse. Qn hift next visit to that country he may discover horses with the head and horns of the ox and the tail of the sheep. Ifc jeeins possible to find almost anything in the Arctic regions, save the north pole. ?Norriatoion Herati. The Coral Animal. This single coral animal (quite unlike *n i*n<mof: nnd it is ouite time for books to omit that designation?coral insect), s like the sea anemones, Actinias, or :ea-flowers/some species of which we see on the rocks of our northern coast. t is a small tu: e of flesh, with a atomich, and tentacles surrounding it, which liovc about in search of food and conluct it to the mouth. The nervous svs;cm and blood system arc of tho most ?imp!e kind. Of course, in & creature so ow in the scale of life, thcro is no lead, nor are there spccial organs of leuse, such as for seeing and hearing.They are popularly called animal flowers. This little creature soon develops a lard covering or shell, secreting from ts exterior a shell from the lime which s held in solution by the sea water, just is the clam or any shell-tish secretes the ime coverings are analogous to the ikeletons of higher animals, though in >nc case the lime skeleton is inside, in lie other outside; After a little the ioft young coral, having settled itself lpon a solid footing on the bottom of he sea, like myriads of others around it, * exhibits a white calcarious coating on )ortions of it, and in a short time has leposited from its soft exterior and par - i:? t..u? itions ot its interior <i suuu uuic tuue, villi dividing walls. This is coral "pure nd simple." A great block many feet in diameter s 110 more than simply a congregation if many of these. When the little single oral is perfect in its lime tube, it buds, nd increases itself thereby, adding conlantiy either in this way or by the mission of eggs.?New York Evening *o$t.