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IT MAKESTHE BURDENS LIGHTER. "Let me carry your pail, my dear, Brimming over with water P "No! I'll take hold and you take hold," Answered the farmer's daughter. And she would have her own sweet way, As her merry eyes grew brighter; So she took hold and he took hold, And it made the burden lighter. And now they're at the eve of life, While the western skies grow brighter; For she took hold and he took hold, And it made the burdens lighter. A SHIFTING- HUMANUt,. BY n. S. FLEMING. In the front room of a Chicago flnt, j known to the occupants thereof as "The Tunnel," owing to the redundancy of light at either end, and the perpetual j twilight pervading all the interior portions, three girls were seated?Meg. i painting; Kate, polishing her nails: aud Alice, propped upon the sofa in the bay-' window, speaking. "I don't know that I can do better than to take you, Meg, for you sec I must have a heroine. To be frank, your nature is really not complex enough for a tirst-class analytical study, but I s.mll have to make the best of you, and keep your beauty well in the foreground. | First, of course, you must be discovered j and described, so I will now introduce to ' the attention of my readers Margaret i Dillingworth, seated at an easel. The maiden's sinuous figure i> robed in black, * - -*i * --1 2 A!' DUl over ail Iiows U voluminous itoruu ut Tu:key-red cotton, which envelops her form like a flume. She is young; the Becond daughter of a poor but worthy mother, and the proud possessor of one accomplishment and two incomparable j sisters. She is at present engaged in ; earning a nimble penny by copying a ? tea-store clnomo for a wealthy patron 1 who wishes some oljets d'art for her draw- j ing-room.' At this moment"?leaning over to inspect Meg's canvas?-'the ; artist maiden has by some fatal mischance placed a touch of Prussian blue [ upon the golden locks of the tea-store siren, whose smile induces the customer ! to drink uninurmuriugly a decoction of , uative herbs. And now for my hero? ' and 1 warn you, Meg. against disap- j pointment. You know you are a poor girl, and mustn't be looking for auy of j those gilded youths that appear in roman-! tic fiction. .Now, as you must trust to luck, 1 will trust to luck, and the first . ? * " wlwx f"KlO wit^AHT cViall KO illttll ?UU |;OOOW lUlO TT&UXAVT** kiuuu wv your fate." A few moments' silence ensued. Two women passed the window. Several j children and innumerable dogs passed ! the window. At last a man passed the ; window. " Brother-in-law, I salute thee!" cried Alice, springing up iu her chair, but as I sud ienly subsiding. "Why, girls, he is ! coming here!" ' Who is coming here? Where is he?" j asked Kate, excitedly, vainly craning her | neck to get a look at the comer. "The hero," declared Alice, trying Btealthiiy to draw aside the interposing curtain. "lie is coming up the steps, j and he is?yes, he undoubtedly is?a book agent. Here Meg burst into derisive laughter. "Yes," puisued Alice, meditatively, "he is a book agent. He bears ttie wit- j - ' ness in his hand. Ah! he summons! Margaret will ope the portal!" "No, I will not," answered Meg, with decision. "Oh, go on!" cried Kate. "You are awfully picturesque in that red apron, j Burst on him and dazzle him." "Yes, do go, Meg," urged Alice. " Seeing your apron, he may take you for our handmaid." j Meg, rising languidly, went into the hall, opened the front door, aud with her . maul-stick in hand, stood like a youug Minerva. From shoulder to foot hung the straight folds of her Mother Hubbard apron. Confronting this classic figure was a very civil young man, with a package of three large books in a shawl-strap. I " 1 would like to see Mrs. Winslow," , began the civil young man. "Mrs. Winslow does not live here," responded Minerva, calmly. "She lives next door; but the family are away at present. The house is closed." The hero of Alice's story looked somewhat disconcerted. j "I did not know they were out of, town," he remarked, and then added, j hesitatingly: "l nave some uooks here " . _ ! "Subscription copies?"'interrupted the goddessof wisdom, coolly. At this the hero smiled so suddenly , and merrily that the goddess's face took fire from her apron. ?"Some law-books that I borrowed from Winslow/'he resumed. "I brought i them over on my way to the train," j fumbling his watchpovket nervously, J "and I scarcely know what to do with '.t> them." "You can leave them here?that is, if i you would like to," faltered Minerva, with less dignity than became her role. The young man brightened. "If I could," he said, "it would be a great favor. I will try and call for them j on Monday, and relieve you of their i ???> ? VUl V. Meg bowed, and he added: "May I not know to whom I am so much indebted r" Meg hesitated, while the girls behind the portiere held their breath "1 daresay it is best that you should , - know with whom yon leave the books," she said, with digniiy. "My name is Margaret Dillingwcrth." She faucied he was about to give her . his name in return, when the postman i came up the steps, and as she turned to ' receive some letters, the young man raised his hat and went away. "Sex, female; color, white; age, twenty-two," added Alice, as the door closed. "Margaret Haines Dillingworth, come here this instant and tell me \vh:tt you think of yourself for giving your name to a total stranger, and arranging for him to come here on Monday." "Alice, you are positively ridiculous!" j cried Meg. "Bridget shall go to the door on Monday. 1 shall not." And she did not. For Monday passed, and several Mondays passed, and the > 1 ? il ? .l young mail iiti'-i liul jut uuiiuu ivx iuc books. In the meantime the Dillingwovths had moved. Only ju-t across the street into another flat, \vlii?-li was so exactly the counterpart, of the one they had left, that the girls said it was like auother section of the same tul?e, and they sighed for pueumatic pressure to shoot their movables into the new positions. There was a new sensation in the PilJingworth family. Alice had an admirer. Yes, Alice! iShe who aspired to literary fame, and looked to Boston with such reverence that her sisters declared that she would never?no, never?enter that sacred city without continued and deprecatory genuflections. Kate, who ha>l accompan:ed Alice to three or fo ir "literary evenings," was the one to make the announcement. "You should s/.-e him. Meg! He is just as devoted as can be. Of course, it not in a very open way?that wouldn't please Alice, you know?but for four evenings now he has paid her marked attention. lie comes over to us as soon as lie can make an excuse, and theu he stays until some one else actually crowds him away. He hardly looks at me. I declare, I think I might have an adventure. You've gut your young man with the books?or at least you have the books. Alice is provided with an admiring swain, while I?have only Kate Dillingworth?a young person I am verv tired nf? * ? 1 "\*ou are too young to be thinking of such matters,'5 remarked Meg, very unswnpathetically: "but say, Kate, if I tell you &o nothing you will promise not to tell Alice?' "On my honor as a gentleman," affirmed Kate. ' Well,*' said Meg confidentially, "I saw tli2 book agent la*t week." "Where?" cried Kate, eagerly. "Where do you think' Over across the street, walking past our deserted fiat. It was Sabbath afternoon. He stared in the windows until he saw the agent's sign on the door, walked on past. and tin illy turned and came down the street again. Ilere I was watching him through the curtains, and all the time hisbooks on our hall shelf.." "What do you suppose lie thinks?" queried Kate. "He must have said good-by to those law bojks long ago." "I wish the Winslows would come back, so we could send them over." said Meg. "I should feel terribly confused if I should meet him anywhere. Just 1:1? i? litV'Jil LU1UI. ' Well, he ought to liave come for them whan he said he would," declared Kate, stoutly. "It serves him right." After a p.iuse, Meg asked : ''What about Alice's admirer, Mr. Bartleyi1 Is he good-lookiug?" "Very," answered Kate, unhesitatingly; "but you will soon see for yourself. The last time he saw Alice he asked leave to call, and Alice said he might come." That same evening, Meg. who had gone over to the corner drug store for some postage stamps, came home again, let herself in with the latch-key, and flinging off her hat, entered the parlor where she had left her mother and Kate. The room was now solely occupied by the owner of the three law books. Meg flushed crimson as she saw him, but she laughed in spite of herself as she said: '^Well, so you have found us out. We didn't think you would discover us so soon." "You didn't know how much trouble - i-i x_ /?..j it 1. 1 was willing ro raite 10 mm you, ue uuswered, and at that moment was aware that Alice was in the room. She looked inquiringly at Meg, and said somewhat stillly to the visitor: "Good evening, Mr. Hartley.Meg stared, and Alice added; "I see it is unnecessary to introduce my sister.'' "But it isn't unnecessary!" cried Meg. " I never saw him but once in my life, and that was the day he left the books. I suppose he had come for them to night." " The books! " echoed Alice. '' "What books?" " Why, the law-books he left with us six weeks ago, that belonged to the Winslows. Don't you remember?" With ALce's understanding of the question came the quick suspicion that she had been used to bring about an acquaintance with her sister, whom Mr. Bartley had seen the day he left the bo )ks. "And I didn't even know that he was Mr. Bartley until you spoke his name just now," added Meg. ' I dare say that Mr. Bartley knew that he had left his books with my sister," remarked Alice, and that gentleman did not contradict her. Alice went to her room that night feeling a little sore. Not that it amounted to much, but no one likes to be usad as a tool. It had all been very pleasant, too, and she admitted to herself what an element lie had been in the brightness of the literary evenings. Of course, from the first it had been Meg, and she didn't blame Mr. Bartley. Any man with eyes in his head could see that Meg was surpassingly lovely. From that time there were certain changes noticeable in the Dilling.vorth household. Meg wore her gray dress oftener of evenings, and a ccrtain alertness pervaded the family group whenever the door bell rang after the hour of 8 l*. M. When Mr. Hartley called, a< he often did, he usually made himself nrrrppnhlf tn the entire familv. and if he talked the most with Alice, he looked the most at Meg?Meg, who grew more radiant witK each day. Sometimes Mr. Bartley brought with him Mr. Spencer, a friend and an nrtist, who likewise talked with Alice and looked at Meg. One night, as the family were going down to the Academy Exhibition to se3 Mr. Spencer's picture, Alice was sei/ed with a hea lache, together with a desire for solitude?so unattainable with a large family in a small flat?and decided to remain at home. After they were all gone, she made herself comfortable in a huge armchair drawn up before the grate where an open fire danced merrily over its own grave, and threw checry gleams of polish on the fender and furniture. A ring at the doorbell gave her an unpleasant start from a fertile reverie, and the appearance of Mr. Bartley did not tend to compose her. "I hear that you arc alone," he said, as he came into the fire lighted room. "Pray don't turn up the lamp. The room is so pleas wit as it is." <lI fear vounrc not sincere," responded Alice, "for I have heard a married lnrly of wide experience sav that as a rule gentlemen do not enjoy firelights and twilights tliat arc such a solace to ladies " "I declare myse'f, then, the exception to the lule," he remarked, taking a scat near her. "But you are pale. Are you not well?" ' I have a slight headiche," admitted Alice, "brought on by unreasoning participation in honey aid hot biscuit. That is the reason that I did not acl company my mother and sisters to the Academy this c ening." | "Your enemies are my friends," declared Mr. Hartley. "I owe to honey ! and hot biscuits the first opportunity in 1 oar ac |uaititance of seeing you alone." "But I was not alone even before you [ came in," said Alice, Hushing a little, | but gnoring the implication in his rem.nii "T was sneiulinor the evenintr in I ,,u*' " t " I " o r. the society of ray two old friends, i dyspepsia and headache. On some 1 ^mire occasion, when I have hud m 're discretion than appetite, we may possibly have a private interview; but to-night we are four." He smiled indulgently at her fancy. "I believe you would jest at the most serious misfortune that could befall you,' he said " erhaps," answerd Alice, musingly. "I don't know. I wonder what would be the most serious misfortune thai could befall me. The most serious th n?i that has be alien me yet is to have in\ i s.ories returned. I don't est when thai | happens, 1 assure you. What do yo : think Ivatc said the other day? She re a ked that writing for the magazine! ncd to be the only business with ab solutely sure returns. That was pretty good for Kate, wasn't it?" "Yes," he replied, somewhat absentmindedly, ''She is a bright girl, and very good-looking, although, of course, not a beauty such as Mis3 Margaret." "There! it's coming!" groaned Alice, inwardly. " Brace yourself for some rhapsodies, Alice Dillingworth." " No one is beautiful when compared with Mcir,'' "lie said, aloud. "I have noticed that all other women in a room become mere background when she enters it." j "I had not observed that she produced I that effect," replied Mr. Bartley, "but I she certainly is possessed of a most graceful ligure." "And such lovely, sunrisy color," said j Alice, "And she has unusually line eyes,' ne !added; "so soft and luminous. Not intellectual eyes, but dog's eyes?to use j what I fancy to be a most flattering coinI parison. Eyes that are capable of working awful havoc among the most imi press b!e of my sex." "You speak as though you were ' taking a bird's eve view of an unkindred j species!" cried Alice. "And yet I fancy you are not beyond the influence of lu! minous gray eyes when they are properly j set above checks of sunrisy color." He looked at her inquiringly, i "It may be I am not," he said; "but j if it is not too ungallant, I will say that j I am not suffering from the ravages of ; the eyes under discussion." i Alice glanced quickly at him, and then looked into the fire. " Men's hearts are made of adamante," she observed, seni tentiously, and then added, "what is the weather out this evening, Mr. Bart: ley?" j "Decidedly unfavorable to my going I home before your mother and sisters ar! rive, un'ess your two friends here find I my presence insupportable," remarked Mr. Hartley coolly. "My friends? Oh," laughing, "they left some time ago! Didn't you observe?" "So this, then, is a private interview?" he demanded eagerly. "Well, yes, I believe it is," she adi mitted, blushing, and feeling that her j wits were deserting her. He rose, and leaned over her chair. "Dear girl," he said, "you must know i thai I love you, and that it is no sudden j thing with me. Put aside your jesting j for a moment, and tell me if you can learn to care for me." She sat nervously upright in her c';air. She was really at the mercy of a > surging flood of emotion, but she would not have been Alice if she had not rallied enough to remark, rather wickedly: i "iiut I thought you cxpected me to * - ' fVio* JCSC Ul inc most saiuua Ulisiunuuc wai could befall me; and if that misfortune i has arrived " i Whereupon the perverse Miss Dillingworth found herself silenced, if not con; vinced. Mrs. Dillingworth and Kate ' coming in a few moments later, and find, ing the situation only too palpable, were immediately taken into confidence. "Where is Meg?" asked Alice, after a few moments, noting, although not deploring, her sister's absence. "Walking home iu the moonlight with Mr. Spcncer," answered Kate.?Frank j Leslie's. Keen Animal Senses. , A writer in Nature, commenting on the experiments made upon the sense of smell in dogs, suggests that some exi planation of the remarkable results may be found in the exclusive direction which is given to the sense. He adds that in noca of fho rJoor whilA thnre is little ( w?v r?> braia-work going on to cause distraction, j the attention may be applied more closely than in our own case; and thus the dog may enjoy an apparent advantI age in respect of keenness of scent. In connection with this topic the writer makes these observations upon the conduct of birds: The sense of hearing in some birds seems as wonderful and discriminating as that of smell in dogs. I have watched with astonishment a thrush listening for wo.ms, as their manner is, and very evidently hearing them, too, within two yards of a noisy lawn-mower on the other side of a small hedge of roses. Probably the worms came nearer to the surface in consequence of the vibration caused by the machine?they are said to do so? but that I he thrush heard and did not see was evident. | Kobins appear to be able to distinguish the voices of their own offspring ! and parents from a number of others, ana at a great distance. I say appear, for in such a case one cannot be quite sure, ' ? * *11 i ?n ?u I Sllll IU53 Cttll UIIU ail ilic^mau uubano of long-continued observation that make up the evidence in favor of it. I All these ca^es have a common and mysterious clement. It is as if a window were opened in one direction and all i others closed; or as if all the available energy were directed along one narrow path. At any rate there is something more than mere keenness of sense. i Experimental Suryery in the City j Hospitals. i I was talking the other day with a young physician, who, after graduating, I spent a couple of years attached to the staff of a big city hospital. This is quite a ; common practice with our developing doctors, the posts furnishing them with 'ample opportunities for experience, and ! affording them a living, though they i giiin no money by them. My acquaintance in this instance remarked: j "It would make your eyes open to witness the extent to whii h experimental surgery and medicine are carricd in hospitals. Since I have been practing for . myself I have often wondered what luck j a physician would have who risked such chances as we used to take at the SawYour Leg-Off Hospital. The cases are ; safe enough when they get into the 1 hands of the older physicians, but the you niters rarely stop at any exper incut, I however alarming it may be, if they ! conceive it to be possible of accomi plishment. That they do not do more i damage :s to he ascribed rather to their j patients' luck than their own credit. I I don't mean to s iy that they are cruelly I reckless. They simply loo* on the hi,rd work of the hospital as an excuse for accumulating knowledge and gaining skill, and they work it out ! on this basis, with only a second thought j for the patients themselves." Considering how ofton charges of j needless mutilation and surgical violence i] have b en brought against the hospitals j and denied, this testimony from one who ' has been there ought to be of interest.? ; New York Nc> s. Thunder Dcflncil. ' Thunder is understood to he the result of the sudden re-entrance of the air into a vacuum. Th's void is supposed to be I generate.I by the lightning in its passage t through the air. T.ie electricity gives n r powerful repulsive force to the particles j of air a ons; the path of its discharge, t thus making a momentary vaccuuin, into i whi h thes iri'0 sliding air rushes immediately, with a violence proportioned tc j the intensity of the electricity.?Interan. BUDGET OF FUN. ? HUMOROUS SKETCHES FROM VARIOUS SOURCES. ' Tlin Wnifpp KnMv Him?.7u-it Fcpble Enough ? liaiscil His Wpjjf'it ? Music* Bars?A Girl of Her Word. Etc. Young Jinks liiul always told liis employer that he never touched liquor. I Employer invited him into a saloon to j take a lemonade with him. Waiter, who j knew .links, remarke.l to him as lie set i down a bottle of old rye that }ie brought j j in: "No use asking what you will ! take." Consternation of Young Jinks.? Tents Sifting*. i Just Feeble Enough. Smith?"You look a little mussed up, ' Brown." Brown?"I should say so.' I've just had a row with my mother-in-law. and I'll be hanged if she didn't put me out j of the house. The house belongs to her, ; you know." j | Smith?"Youtold me a day or two, i ago that your mother-in-law was very ' feeble." Brown?"Yes; 1 meant feeble for j her.''?Hurjjertt Bazar. Raised His Weight. "Hello, .John, you look quite happy!'" "Well. I have cause to be happy. I was married two weeks ago, and last J night my wife got me on the poliee force." "Your wife got you on? Why, you were ten pounds below the standard j weight when the surgeons rejected you, ; and you are no heavier now." . "I know it, but three days after being married I ate two of my wife's first biscuit, went before the surgeons again and tipped the scales at the standard weight."' ? Cincinnati Telegram. j Music Bars. There was a large company at dinner the other day at the Dean's, and Miss Ella was looking out of the window as if expecting some one. ' "That's dear Mr. Karlstop; now we shall have some music. Is it lie.' Ye?, it is! No it isn't, yes, that's his gait I know!" "Taint h:s eait either, sis, an'don't you forget it," shouted a sweet yo.ith in knickerbockers. " I'op says he ain't a-goin to have no music-man a hanging on his gate with you'' But here he was muzzled and dragged out of the room.?Detroit Free Press. A Girl of Her Word. Omaha Youth?"Say, Dick, will your sister be at home to-night?" Little Dick?" Nope." " Did she say where she was going?" " Nope." " Has she any regular engagement for this evening?" " No, guess not." " Then maybe she'll be at home." " No ahp won't.'cause Sis is a trirl of her word." " Her word?'' "She ?a:d if you asked if she'd be at home I should say 'no,' and then she'd go somewhere, so it wouldn't be a lie." ? Omaha llerald. By a Large Majority. "This is all so sudden, Mr. Sampson," she said, with maidenly reserve, "and so unexpected, that although I confess I ain not entirely indifferent to yon, I hardly know what to say in reply to " "If you are in favor of the proposition," su/gestcd Mr. Sampson, who, like Dick Swiveller, is a Perpetual Grand Master, "you will please signify your assent by saying 'Aye.'" " Aye," came softly. " Contrary?" " No!" thundered the old man, opening the door. "The noes have it by a large majority," said Mr. Sampson, reaching hastily for liis Hat."?jy? w lor/c .>?n. Missed the Girl and Kissed the Cow. "Well, Jud, what is it ycr are .so anxious to tell the boys?" asked Deacon Skinberry of the village Ananias. ' Waal, I don no's you'll b'lieve it." j "Never inind; tell it anyhow." 4,Kr?you fellers was telling 'bout fast train time, sixty miles er nour, 'n so on,but I calklate I kin tell ycr 'bout a litcnin' train ez beats 'cm all. I went down ter thcr depot 0110 day w'en I lived at Scooperville, on the Tearing Thunder Road, an' ez I stepped on the cars an' turned ter kiss my wife good-bye, thcr train pulled out 'n I kissed a cow six miles out in ther keutry."?JJallns (Tcjc.) New. He Knew tho I.a'ly. "Yes, sir," went on Professor X to a gentleman to whom he had recently been introduced, ilI have given some atten4-;^r? cjtnrKr/-,f lmiiinii initni'H. and T 1 | HUU IU i.ll, t | rarely fail to read ;i face correctly. Now, i there is n lady," lie continued, pointing j across the room, "the lines of whose | countenance arc as clear to me as type. ! The chin shows firmness of disposition, ' amounting to obstinacy, the sharp, pointed nose a vicious temperament, the large mouth volubility, the eyes a dryness of soul, the " "Wonderful, Professor, wonderful.'': "You know something of the ladyj ! then?" snid the Professor, complacently, j "Yc3, a little"; she's my wife."?Epoch, A Powerful Remedy. I In -the village of O , in Central j New York, lives a sharp-tongued old j bachelor whom I have known for twenty' five years as "Uncle John." Uncle .lolin i is something of a character about town, j ' and not destitute of Yankee wit and shrewdness. lie used to make and vend in an amateurish way a certain cough mixture, the merits of wliich lie preached to his friends with great enthusiasm, war- ( ranting the remedy to cure any c;?ld in j twenty-four hours "or no pay." <>'ne of, his old friends, whom we will call Ike, : being ulllictcti with a severe coughing j cold, Uncic John used his best efforts in I argument, persuasion, and finally vc- j hemcnt and profane scolding, to get him j to try the remedy. Hut Ikecould not be ] induced to "chance it." Not long after | this Uncle John caught a hard coin nim: self, which was accompanied by a most I distressing cough that shook his poor old ' frame unmercifully. It did not. however, ' prevent his coming downtown and ; "setliu'," as he callcd it, in Ike's market, i The cold hun<jf on for a week or more, , and the cough had grown no better. , Fiiialy one day Ike resolved to brave Uncle John's sharp tongue and tea?e him i a little about his failure to rid himself of the cold, and the following dialogue cn, sued. You are to understand that Uncle . John's replies were interrupted with . violent coughing: . . "John?" I "What yer wants" "Got a bad cold, 'ain't yer?'' "Yes; got the wast ever had 'n my life." "Hangs on pretty bad, don't it?" t ''Yes; bents all." "Why don't you try some o1 y'r cough med'cine you wanted ter sell me?" ' I thought mebbe f was fool 'nough 1 ter ask that question; d'yers'posel want . ter live forever.'"?Harper's Matjiizine. WOliI)S OF WISDOM. Nothing shows greater abjectness of ( spirit vhun a haughty demeanor toward ' inferiors. ( , ,, f No cord or cable can draw so forcibly, or bind so fa<t, as love can do with a j , single thread I j Many men claim to be firm in their j ] principals when roully they are only ob- ! j stinate in their prejudices. ( Iiii/nititude is. of all crimes, what in 1 ourai'lvoi we account the ino<t venial?in i others the ino?t un; ardouable. The strongest friendships have been formed iii mutual adversity, ns iron is ! most strongly uuitcd by the fiercest flame. 1 Polish is easily added if the foundations are strong; but no amount of gilding will be of use if your timber is not strong. Sir Thomas Moore wrote in his journal: j 'I make it my business to wish as little i as I can. exccpt thut I were wiser and | better." They who are most weary of life, and I yet are most unwilling to die, are such j as have lived to no purpose, who have J rather breathed than lived. As the sword of the best tempered metal is most flexible, so the truly generous are most pliant and courteous in their behavior to their inferiors. Marriage is the strictest tie of perpetual friendship, and there fan be no friendship without CDnfiflenre, and no confidence without integrity; and he must expect to be wretched who pays to beauty, riches or politeness thut regard which only virtue and piety can claim. - - * l - 1 .1 Ah: when a man is acau, auu you >ik sure tliat lie is out of the way, you can j adore! to praise him. It is when meD are living that we are not charitable. J have not the least particlc of prejudice against the thistles that were 011 my place last year. It is those that are there now that I don't like. Jenny Lintl's Home Life. The daily life of Jenny Lind in London was extremely simple. Every morning at 7:80 o'clock there were family prayers. At these not only her husband, Mr. Goldschmidt, and her three children, bul the servants assisted. When breakfasl was over she habitually retired to lici I room on the sc oud tloor, and, seated at : her writing desk, opened and answered i her numerous letters. Her room, which ' looked out on a beautiful garden, was simply furnished. The most notable | piece of furniture in it was a large screen, I which had pasted over its entire surfac< j newspaper clippings from all parts of th< world eulogistic of the great singer Next to Jenny Lind's room, connected - ? il. j by :i door covered wun portieres, was i room of her husband. In it stood a grand 1 piano.and often Mr. Goldschmidt played i on this instrument at night until hl< ! wife, who was nervous at times, was bj his performance lulled to sleep. Tht family sat down to lunch at 1 o'clock. Jenny hind was a moderate eater and i fond of simple cuisine. In the afternoon j she took a walk when the weather wa.1 I fiue, and, purse in hand, distributed alms to the poor whom she met. When sh? , came home she taught her select circle oJ pupils, and at 7 she sat down to dinner She never went to theatres, bails oi operas. She went to hear Patti sing once, ; but she left the hall before the perform; ance was ov< r, saying that Patti could act but she couldn't sing. She was rather sensitive on the subject ol her rivals. She was at a reception one j night at which Nils-Jon was also present. There's the Swedish Nightingale," re! n^rL-.xl nf Christine's admirers. I pointing her out in the crush to a friend. I "Xo, I am the Nightingale," interrupted Jenny l.ind, who overheard the remark. In the evening her home lift was exceedingly uniform. She read religious books, p,-tinted, or read Shakespeaic or Goethe or Schiller. She did not care for the newspapers. She dis- j liked the French, although she generally i spoke their language when conversing | with foreigners. Her souvenirs ol America were pleasant. Ba -h was hei J favorite composer. She also esteemed j Handel, Mozart,Muck and Mendelssohn, j Twice a year she gave concerts, at which j the aristocracy of England were proud j to be pre-ent. She liked to read aloud in the evening, j or she chatted about her triumphs to hei ! favoriie pupils Though she possessed magnificent jewels she never wore them. She was cxte dingly fond of her husband, though they had disagreements at timc-i, and she always said that it was owing to Mr. Goldschmidt's management that she was in such ea9y financial circumstances. She brought up hei children well ?Nao York Time*. Washington's First Lave. During the years before his brothei Lawrence's death (.eorge resided maiiilj at .Vo.int Vernou, and upon the wooded hillsides his first sentimental passion was experienced. He sighed for his "lowland beauty," as, in after days in a coldei clime, he sighed for charming Mary Phillips. lie wrote rhymes, wherein his "poor restless heart, wounded by Cupid's dart," played a prominent part. IIa went a-courting, as the good Virginia phrase hath it, to the C'ary houses at Ceelys and Rich Neck, and at the shrine 1 of that famed colonial belle. Miss Sally, ! laid the offering of his nob!e heart and name. Miss Gary refused him, to marry his friend George William Fairfax. Long afterward, upon her death in Hath, England, her husband's heirs in Virginia i found among her papers, letters addre>s1 ' -Irv? /./tnf.iiiiiiinr n I ea to hit u\ niimmigivi., .. frank acknowledgement that his disappointnient in not securing her as his wife had seriously alTecteil the happiness ol his life. That these letters should be kept secret in the family inheriting them was decided by its head. For nearly a . cenlurv they have been handed down, and are here mentioned simply as a sidelight thrown on the love life of Washington at Mount Vernon. ? Century. The Knbylcs of Algeria. In the many-colorcd population of ? I.-: <U? i*<? ..tirni/f>4 ;i V.'irietV iVI^lCia IUV iv< _.rf of African nice-!, with others that showtraces of an Asiatic origin, most of which | he c.in make on'., as to wli.it they an: and i j where they eatii-j from; but he is a good ! | deal puzzled by one that is neither white [ nor black, but of a light brown or olive complexion, a race that stands apart, j with its own language and its separate ; | communities, governed by its own laws and institutions. These arc the Kabylus. the children of yonder mountains, a people of fiery and impetuous nature?ardent lovers and bitter haters, hard workers and terrible fighters, as they have shown in a hundred wars, from the days of the Romans to the last insurrection against i the French. ?Scribnefi Magazine, / J ' J A CHINESE WIFE. I VISIT TO HER BOUDOIR IN THE METROPOLIS low a Chinese Mercliaut's S;:oi*e Lives?Her Looks and Dress? Tiie Rooms and Furniture?A Lonely Life. Lee Chick Snn Chong. a merchant at II Mott street, captured by my smiles, :onsented to introduce me to his wife ind her boudoir, which I supposed >vou!d be as interesting as the woman. - -KT Tr-_l_ ...J J. ?1,? writes u new iurK curicspuuuuut ui mv Detroit Tribune. His store was in the jasement and his wife lived on the first floor. I followed my guide through a lirty, un< arpeted hall to the door at the farthest end. He rapped rather vigorously with his knuckles on the portal, which had no outside knob or latch. Aiter a while it was unlocked on the inside, he pushed it opeu and we stood on the inside. Almost in the rear of the room with some sewiug in her hand, stood the woman I had come to see. She smiled at her husband and looked at me without fear or surprise, but as n babe looks at a new object held before its innocent eyes. Lee Chick San Chong spoke to her in his peculiar language, and then turning to me said: "iWy wife." Another moment and the little brown fingers covered with rings were clasped in my gloved hand, and we were looking at each other as only two women can. What she said is left to the imagination, but this is what I gazed upon with interest. A little woman not more than five feet high, with the blackest of eyes, which were larger and more open than those of the average Chinaman. She had the typical Mongolian face with a complexion that from the exclusion of sunlight rese mbled bleached go den wax. Iler blue black hair was combed 1 ack without a part, dressed over the cars like a halt' oyster shell and down the back of tlic head in a long oblong puif. Gold rings kept it all in place, but it had the appearance of being soaped to make it smooth and stiff. The forehead was extremely high and the eyebrows had a habitually surprised curve. The cheeks were round, dotted with charming dimples, the nose a little inclined to flatness but withal piquante, the teeth exquisitely white and beautifully shaped and the lips either artificially dyed or naturally a rich carmine. With the air and look of childish innocence Mrs. San Chong was not bad to look at. But her dress! It is hard to, describe it so as tc give an idea of its delicate beauty. It was a light blue silken robe trimmed with bands of crimson silk. The upper robe was made with flowing sleeves, which disclosed a similar white silk robe underneath. The skirt or petticoat of plain crimson was made perfectly straight and touched the floor. Her tiny leet not more than five inches in length were covered with white silk * 3 i 1- ?3 r\ nosiery ami lusencu au uauij vuuiuc slippers of blue silk, embroidered in gold, with white satin-covered soles. Her arms were loaded with bracelets of several kinds, and her ears held rings of enormons size. Her silver thimble, with which she had been sewing, still clasped the little brown linger. It was a silver band worn on the second joint of the middle finger. Mrs. San Cnong moved around with a quiet grace and ease that would be the envy of a Fifth avenue belle. The rooms, if not beautiful, possessed in an eminent degree that virtue which is next to godliness. In front of a small private altar joss sticks and sandal-wood censers threw little smoke clouds of perfume into the air. Grotesque pictures, statuary and bric-a-brac ornamented the walls. Here and there banners and scrolls of gorgeous hue and covered with quotations from the great masters of China reached from ceiling to floor. White curtains half concealed doors and windows. The furniture was like some of the inhabitants of North street, a curious conglomeration of America and Canton. Canton or Fuan Tung, by th# way, is the New York of Southern China. The bed is merely a small board bank. Its dressing was rolled up and put into bright colored slips. These covered with rugs allow the bunks to be used as a sofa during the day. Scvc:al embroidery frames with art-work in various stages occupied a table in the corner. Our conversation was limited, but Lee Chick was a good English scholar and did the translating, lie is teaching Mrs. San Chong English, but she forgets. She reads poetry, hi-toryund love stories, and spends all her day alone, her husband leaving in the morning and not returning until evening. She never visits, and can not be induced to quit her quartersAll her food is cooked by a servant in the store, and her husband carries all the meals to her room. Wc drank a social cup of tea from china cups about twice the size of a thimble, and after wishing one another a "Kung he fa tio," the equivalent of "I wish you great prosperity," the interview was over. It would seem that the women never wear the breechcs in the Celestial Vinm'rn Hi if- whnn I asked Lee Chick, he sighed and said that there were just as many henpecked husbands in the Orient "allee same Amclika." An Indian's I don of Greatness. Every year during the autumn month, a huge "swcat"-hoi sj was erected, and the inhabitants of all the surrounding Indian villages were invited to attend. Every crevice in the covering of this sweltering hole which would pe.mit the entrance of a breath of air was carefully closed, and after a sumptuous feast, consisting of acorn soup and venison, the bucks, with Jack at their head, would crawl iulo this stifling hole, in the centre of which burned a hot fire. Around the blaze the naked savages danced wierdly until the heat became so intense that each one, sooner or later, fell to the ground exhausted. Then came the test of endurance which was to develop the greatest man of the party, The victor was the one who could broil the longest and live. They would form into two sections and arrange themselves at full length, face downward, on cither side of the fire, with their noses rooted to the ground. Occasionally a stalwart buck would stand erect ami with his blanket fan the llamc over in the direction of the other parly. Then he would subside and undergo similar treatment until the 1 -J 1.1- on Tn. neat irt;iiiil> untmuniun; cicu iu diun, and they would crawl out one by 0110 more dead than nlive, break the icc in an adjacent crock and plunge in. The last one to emerge from this veritable furnacc was invariably Captain Jack, and he was crowned and crowned again with all the honors that his Indian subjects could bestow.?San Francisco Call. Tennessee has an area of 5,100 squaic miles of coal, which covers twenty-two counties. During the past six years the output of coal in the State has grown from 4W4,000 tons to 1,700,000 tons, an increaso of 400 per cent. I POPULAR SCIENCE. Dr. Buisson, of Paris, claims to cur< hydrophobia by hot baths often repeated. He makes the patient remain continually in a hot room and the baths are made as hot as 142 degrees. The tube, axis and other machinery of the groat Lick telescope, which is to be placed in the Lick Observatory on Mount Hamilton, Cal., have been completed, and shipped to California. The objectglass is HO inchcs in diameter, and the total weight of the tele-cope is 33 tons. Valuable anthracite coal finds are being made on the Northern Pacific coast. One . v district is said to possess the richest coal measures in the world. One vein is 14 feet thick, another 30 feet and another 12 feet. All these seams are within a distance of 700 yards. There are seven coal seams in all. - r-'? Prof. Tumas, a European physiologist. has shown that vomiting is the result of * irritation of a space in the medulla ob- ? longata about one-fifth of an inch long and one-twelfth wide, and believes that the brains of ruminants, rodents and other non-vomiting animals lack thi1' * vomiting center." Cotton, according to a scientific authority, is not a fiber, but a plant hair. It holds to be spun into a thread because of peculiar twists in each haic, shown i under the microscope, especially in polarized light. Linen thread may be spun, because the flax fibers havetertftin roughness an their surface, which enable -s? them to cling together. Hence it is im- ';.jj possible to make as fine linen as cotton cloth, but it is much stronger. The German artillery hasreceutly been carrying on a scries of successful experiments in lighting forts with electricity, with a view to facilitate a bombardment at night. On the practieing-grounds, near Jutcrbogk, thirty-six guusof all calI ibres recently fired off 2,500 shrapnels . and other missiles under the electric light, I the distance being from 2,800 to 3,800 meters. The experiments took place in the presence of about eighty officers, in- eluding six generals. Though the night was very dark, the effect of every ball could be clearly seen. For years a huge column of black | smoke by day and lurid names by nignt I rolled up from a dense Florida swamp, < but no one penetrated the swamp far enough to discover the cause. Recently ^ a young man noticed that the smoke and flume had disappeared, and he determined to try and find the spot where s they had been. With groat labor he -reworked his way into the swamp until he : ; enme upon a large mound of rent and shattered rocks, which looked as though they had been subjec ted to a tcrriffic upheaval. Their under sides were covered with soot, and so were the crevices between but no smoke or heat was discovcred. The explorer dccided that the fire was caused by the burning of a natural ' oil well, which had burned itself out. The story of the poisoning of Daroko j lake, in Georgetown county, South i Carolina, by a hail-storm, has been corroborated by a citizen who investigated the matter at the request of General % Greely, chief of the signal service. The lake is surrounded by a dense mass of black gum trees, the leaves of which are strongly impregnated with tannic acid. ' The bottom of the lake contains a sllg&t j deposit of iron. The poisoning of the water is due to the falling in of bruised j leaves and branches, the.tannic acid j emanating from which, mingled with ] the iron, formed tancate of iron, causing I the water to turn black and bitter as . I quinine, and poisoning the fishes by j thousands. The only "fish that survived j the singular disaster was the mud fish. i Prospective Heiress of $30,000,000 j A bright-eyed little girl, with a pretty j face, pranced through o&c of the halls of the Windsor this morning, with a nurse following closely on her trail. A number of other bright-looking little children _ J who saw her pass, regarded her with con- > siderably more than casual interest. Still there was nothing remarkable in the 15ttle tot's appearance. When a handsome G-year-old boy said to his little sister, "There goes the heiress," as he poin ed to the girl, he explained the ' ! rcaso 1 of her unusual interest. The chile* had only been at the hotel two day.', but all the children in the hostelry hud beeu told that she was one of the richest cliildien in the world. The little girl is the ouly child of Senor Jose Hidalgo, one of the wealthiest citizens of Cuba. Aside from the father's wealth, the child is hnir to over $'.0,000,000. This will go to her at the death of her grandmother, Senor Hidalgo's mother. The grandfather was one of the wealthiest planters and cigar manufacturers in Cuba, ar.d left an estate worth nearly $20,000,001), which was divided between his wife and only son. The son has more than doubled his portion since the death of his father, so that at the ni^aont time the little ??irl is nrosnective heir to over $30,000,000. ?Sew Fori 'Telegra/a. The Highest Chnrch in Europe. The very highest church in Europe is the Pilgrimage Chapel of St. Maria de Zitcit, above Salux, in the canton of Gruubundeu. It lies 2,434 meters above the sea level?nearly 8,000 feet high, above the forest, near the limits of perpetual snow. It is only open during the summer time of that rrgion, or, as the folks thereabout reckon, from St. John the Baptist's Day to St. Michael's Day, and is used only by the Alp herds, who remain there through tho summer, with their cows and goats, and occasionally by hunters in search of the chamois and marmot. All the inhabitants of Salux climb up thither on Midsummer Day to assist at the first mass and hear the first ! sermon of the year, and there; is also a I i...i rin Afir-Vinplmaa ICJUYY UCU tuugiw^dwvu Day at the last service of the year. From i time to time a few stray pilgrims from ! the Graubiinden Oberland and the Tyrol find their way there. The sccond highest church, probably, in Kurope?that of Mon>tein?also open only in the sum: mcr, belongs to (Jraub.inden. At our visit the hale old prea' her had five foreign tourists for his congregation.? Dundner Tayblatt. Apples for Europe. "What can I tell you about shipping npples to Europe? A great cienl," began an exporter to a New York retail and express reporter. "In the first place, America is scud ng over 800,OlK) barrels of apples a year to London, Liverpool and ( lasgow alone. The bulk of tlicse go during the winter months, at the rate of from iO,000 to 70,0u0 barrels a week. New Yo;k ships the most, Boston comes next and Montr al third. Portland, Me., handles a great man}', and Annapolis, Bid., forwards the Soutnern mm." "lion- are they packed? " "In barrels made for the purpose. Only sound fruit is used. The I rst layer is plnccd in the bottom stem downward, the oihcis are put in until there appears lo be o'ie laye? too many, and then the lieud is placed on these and forced into the i aircl with a screw press. The head is then nailed in, a a any amount q| aaadl.ng will not shake the apples," ,