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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\
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"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 $300,000. i
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4 2V0VEMBER~EVENINQ. '
?
The autumn night is dark and cold; . *
The wind blows loud; the year grow3 old;
The dead leaves whirl and rustle chill; "
The cricket's chirp is long and shrill;
The skies that were so soft and warm
Mutter and bode of gathering storm.
And now, within the homes of men
The sacred hearth-fires gleam again,
And joy and cheer and friendship sweet
Within the charmed circle meet.
l'he children watch with new delight
The first fire, dancing redly bright,
That drives away the dark and cold;
And Grace's slender fingers hold
A braided fan from Mexico,
To make the broad flames flare and glow.
Alert, alive, they leap and run
Like fierce bright streamers of the sun;
They shine 011 Robert's placid face,
And tint the pensivo face of Grace, ,
And chase away the doubtful gloom
From every corner of the room.
Oh, pleasant thought! that far and near
Are gathering 'round each hearthstone deaf
Bright faces, happy smiles, and eyes Sweet
with the summer's memoriosl
Ob, holy altar-fires of home!
Tho' far and wide the children roam,
Your charm for them shall still endure.
With love so strong and peace sj sure.
?Celia Thaxter, tit St. Nicholas,
PUNGENT PARAGRAPHS. .
1 'Belles" call many people to church*
Domestic "s:iuceM is kept in family
jars.
A cooking club?the rolling pin.-* .
Lowell Citizen.
Fish are generally weighed in their *
own scales.?Ziyi. &
Why is Africa like a greased polet
Because it is an unhealthy clime. . x
Anvboiiy can take a cut from the ;v
butcher without any lowering of dignity.
Man has, we read, 240bones. Woman /..?
has 241; she has all that map has, and ?' .
the bone of contention beside.?Fan. When
you spill soup on th$ 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.