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i m MY LOCKS ARE^TORNING GRAY. .VBYJTE. T. KRUsEraa. ^es, I know that time is fiyin?. Youth Jong since has passed away, boon -^ill como tho hour of 'lying, For my locks are turning gray. Timo meins short when I remember Sccne < that seem of yesterday; Then tw s June?'tis now Xovembor, For my locks are turning gray. Once the future seemed unending, Sea-shell tinted, gilded, gay; Now benea'.h its years I'm bonding, For my locks ore turning gray. Fair was hope and youthful visions, Love hold undisputed 3way; All have filled their empty misvlouj, And my locks are turning gray. Idle dreams no more enthrall m?*. They have pa^t with childhood's playi h ^bler dreams of duty call me, K r my locks are turning gray. Each year prints, with ghostly finger, Deeper marks of life's de.'ay; Short the timo I still mav linger, t or my jocks nro turning sruy. Wilmington, Ohio. lOil PULASKI; OR The Victim of Circumstantial Evidence. A Story of Nihilistic Piottings and Crimes. BY LEON EDWARDS. CHAPTER III. A 8TBANGE MEETING, IN WHICH A VICTIM AND EXECUTIONEB ABE CHOSEN. ' After leaving her father in their own private apartments, Lola went to those on the same floor, occupied by Madam / Berger and her family. Madam Berger was the widow of a l. Russian soldier who had been assassinated in Asia at the instigation of his I chief officer, it was said. The widow had a small pension, tfhich she eked out by ornamental sewP - --,.1 _ Al.* mg, ana m tins way uiumnuucuuciosu i and her zon and daughter. The son, Ivan Berger, was now a young man of three and twenty, tall, fair, and strikingly handsome. He was a student at the royal polytechnic college, and in America he would have graduated and been at work for himself long before; but it is the policy of Russia to place all possible obstacles in the way of the higher education of the poor. Elizabeth Berger, the daughter, was about eighteen years of age, and as fair of feature and perfect in form as the defendant -of a Norse viking, which, urithout doubt, she was. Tho quarters ocoupied by Madam Berger and her family -were much like those of Count Pulaski and his daughter. Madam Berger, a noble-looking matronly lady of five and forty, was sewing near the stove with her fair daughter, and Ivan, in the half-military uniform of a royal student, was standing near by, with a troubled look on his face, when the door opened and Lola Pulaski entered. Madam Berger and Elizabeth met the beautiful girl with a warmth of manner that the best actors in the world eould not have assumed. Ivan's face brightened up at once, n?/3 oa Vio fnnlr Vit>r Vifind nnd hfilil it. as if loath to let it go, he said: "I have been waiting for you, Lola." j "I came as soon as I could," she replied. "The others should have been here by this time." "Dr. Mulek and Peter, the student, called half an hour ago, and 6aid they would return about this time. Hark 1 there they are at the door now." Ivan strode to the door and admitted two men; one stout, short, middle-aged and with the heavy beard and eyeglasses that distinguish the German professor; this was Dr. Mulek. a Nihilist and a plotter who had so far baf fled all the skill of the Government detectives. The other man was known as "Peter the student." Ho was a tutor in the college, and, so far as face and form could be made out under his heavy coat and fur muffler, he was thirty years of age, tall, well buillt, and with dark, restless, snake-like eyes. "Ha, your majesty," said Dr. Mulek, saluting Lola as if sho were in truth a queen, "you have kept your subjects anxiously waiting." , "But not intentionally," she replied. ; "And now that we have found our queen," said Peter, his gleaming eyes fastened on her face, "we^re ready to obey." "I wish that you would not call me 'queen'" said Lola. ; "But why not?" asked Peter. "For many reasons, but one is sufficient; I hate the name." "Then your friends will not offend by using it," said Dr. Mulek. "But let us to the council; the chief is waiting for us." Bidding Madam Berger and Elizabeth eood-nicrht, Lola took Ivan's . arm, to the evident disappointment of ' 4. Peter the student, who made as if he would act as her escort. The four went out a back door to a narrow back street, along which they walked hurriedly. Where the iane intersected wide, well-lit streets they stopped and looked bout them, to see that they were * > mji$lt?i^ollo"rc-ed nor observed. At length they came to a basement restaurant, 'through the ice-covered windows of which dull lights glowed. They went in and nodded to tlie few bearded men drinking at little tables. They passed through a door thai opened on a dark stairway at the end of a room. They made no inquiry as to the ^ay, but went lignuy up tue steps, ana anei traversing a labyrinth of cold, dark halls, Peter, who with Dr. Mulek, was in the advance, stopped before a door, and, after coughing three times, gave three light little knocks on the panel. The door was opened by a masked figure, dressed in a long black gown, which was fastened at the waist with a red cord. This figure held a drawn sword in its right hand, and raising the blade ao that the glittering point -was aimed etraiglit at the heart of Peter, a voice i deep and ma?\ly demanded: "Who comes here ?" ""Your friends," replied Dr. Mulek, coining forward and acting a3 spokesman. "How shall I know you to be friends ?* asked the sentinel. "By virtue of certain tokens and ~ -words." "Have all present the words and - tokens." ~~"We have," answered the four visitors in concert. "Advance, one at a time, and give me the grip, the pass-word, and the name received at the last meeting," faid the sentinel, transferring his sword I to bis loft hand, while lie extended his I riglit for the grip and bent his head to [ catch the secret word. Lola, in deference to her sex, vas the first to face the ordeal. She ungloved, liukf-d the fingers of her right hand about the man's, and | whisuered: "1 am Kumber Seven.' "A magic number," replied the man; "but it is powerless without the password of our noble order." He bent his head lower, and she ut- i | tered, with a chilling whisper, the J awful word: "Death!" ?a n.i.r.mO'1 | i/tttLU IU ? UVUi . ;;To the oppressors of the people." i "Who are the oppressors?" j "The race of Romanoff." "Number Seven, the answer is right; . advance to the rolling-room, assume ( the attire of seerecv, anil be ready with hand, heart, and life to aid us." "I am ready," replied Lola, and she : passed the sentinel and entered a room , behind him. This room was dimly lit, yet she ' | could see scores of black garments hanging from pegs, and a small table was piled with black masks. Laviug aside her hood and cloak, Lola Pulaski put on a black gown and mask: and, as she was fastening the crimson cord at lier waist, her three companions entered, having passed the ordeal of the outside sentinel. They were challenged by another J guard in much the same way, after , leaving the drtssing-room, and then were admitted into a hall, in which j were seated several score of somber figures about long tables, while a man, | evidently the presiding officer of the ; meeting, occupied a higher chair at the 1 further end of the room. As Lola and her companions en- i tered, each drew from a bag suspended : near the door, a piece of square paste- j board, containing a number. Lola drew the figure "3," and, as ' she held it up, she called out: "I am three." in the same way, the others gave their numbers. On pnfprimr this r>lace. the Nihilists. I for such they were, not only disguised j themselves, but every night they changed the figures by which they 1 were designated, their real names be- j ing concealed, so as to guard against J treason. But though masked, and known for j the night as "Number Three," it was | evident that Lola Pulaski was recognized by the men and women present Every black face was turned toward her as she advanced, and a subdued murmur that sounded like applause j went round the room. When all were seated, the presiding j officer rose and said: "For the information of those who have just come in, I will say that a I vital matter is before us, and we Bhall ; be glad to hear the voices of all." "What is the auestion?" asked Lola. ! "You must all be aware," said the | presiding officer, "that the secret ser- ; vice of the Czar is now beiug reor- i ganized." "We are," was the response. "You also know that a new and more vigorous chief has been placed at the j head of the secret sen-ice; I need not j name him." "General Paul, the Prince of Mos- i cow," came the response, in voices of 1 every key. "You have named him, so I need not." "But what of General Paul?" asked j Lola, rising, and speaking in low, thrilling accents. "If he is permitted to live, then the j sons of freedom must perish or dis- j band," said the man. "It is one life or thousands," said j Peter, the student, whose voice Lola | recognized, "We care not for lives; we are work- j ing for liberty, and this man comes in ! our way. We have just voted that he must die." "Have you decided how it is to be 1 done ?" asked Lola. "We have." "How?" "The work must be done by one > hand." "Whose hand is thai to be!" "For every wambcr announced at ; the entrance I have placed a corre- I sponding number in this bag," said the presiding officer, holding up the ar- j tide in question. "Let one of our j comrades advance and draw; aud the | one whose number is first drawn must do the deed." ''Let number twenty-seven draw," j said Peter, holding up his own num- j ber, -which was thirteen. "It matters not who draws; if there is no objection number twenty-seven ! will advance," said the chief. Number twenty-seven -was Ivan ; Berger. Holding up his own number, he ap- ! proached the man with the bag. The opeuing was just large enough j for the young man's hand and arm. A painful eilence followed. The j hand was inserted, and the face of : twenty-seven was averted. A few seconds that seemed like min- ' utes in length, and then the young 1 man drew out a number, and held it up to the sight of all. It was a blood-reil figure three. "The person holding the corresponding number will advance," said the chief. Lola Pulaski left her seat; it was well that she was masked, or the horror in her eyes and the deathly pallor of her face would have betrayed her weakness. The chief handed her a dogger and j said: "Number three, you are our chosen avenger. General Faux must die, and at your hands." She took the dagger, bowed, and re- | turned in silence to her seat, CIIArTER IV. "XHB SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF LIBERTY." j "Let me congratulate you, Number t Three," said Peter the student, when Lola had come back and taken lier seat, which chanced to be beside him. "T gnnnnurl " nll? wllisTjeTed Wl'tll 3 little laugh, tliat had in it a touch of sarcasm, "that you would be disappointed." "Why so?" "Bccauso you were so eager to draw the prize." "I will do that work for you, or any other_work that you may command,'' Baia reter In a tone intended to be very affectionate. She did not appear to heed this, for the attention of all was called at that moment to the man at the head of the table. "My friends," he said in a low, solemn voice, "we are about to enter on a new year, and it seems to us a year of work, of trials, perhaps of death. During the year just closed I many or our mends nave tiled on the ' scaffold; hundreds have been yent to a living death in the quarries ot Siberia, ami the same fate may be ours before another new year cornea. Yet we shall struggle on, strong in the belief that those who continue faithful to the end will see the destruction of tyranny and 11 - 1 a* - i? 1.1. 1 ^ 1} me eievawou 01 me peupie. The speaker was interrupted by the ! Bhuffling of feet and a subdued murmur of applause. '"I have no more to say to-night," he continued, ''except that it is right that we who have so oftt'n met for work, should on this occasion erive some time to pleasure. Without riiore formality, I declare tiie council adjourned."' The iustant the chief ceased speaking he blended in with the ]>eople on the floor. While they were in a confused throng, and as if by magic, the dis? guises were laid aside and some of the men gathered them up and carried them to the room from which they had been taken. The lights, which had been burning low, now shot up to their full brilliancy and the hall was filled with men of every rank above the common laborer, or mujik, and by many beautiful women, whose picturesque dressefl surpusBca in euecc tne aazzlmg costumes of the Emperor's ball. Mystery and magic seemed to rival in the .strange place. The bare tables, about which the conspirators, masked and somber, had just been sitting, were suddenly covered with snowy cloths, on which wera placed glittering silver and sparkling goblets. Waiters from their own numbei brought in the most delicious wines and the richest viands, and soon a rare feast, seasoned by wit and enlivened with laughter, was in full blast. It must" not be thought that th? meetings uf the nihilists usually ended in this way. This was a special occasion, a celebration of the now year, which tha bells in a hundred steeples were anBouncing, and toward the production of which each had contributed according to his or her means. The meal over, a band appeared at one end of the hall, in the same magical way, and the tables vanished in sections, in short order. Clearly, these people, who had devoted their best energies to the overthrow of the Russian Empire, were not a lot of brooding fanatics, but understood the pleasures of life and were resolved to enjoy them in season. Lola Pulaski, as soon as the musio struck up, became tJbe center of attrac" tion, though she positively refused to dance, to the annoyance of Peter tha student, and the disappointment oi Ivan Berger. whose handsome face bocame shadowed at once. She was known to all, for did they not delight to call her their queen?but not a word of the recent meeting was spoken by her many admirers, nor was a hint dropped of the terrible mission to which she was assigned. No one envied her the awful undertaking and it was generally believed that no one could bo well carry it out. After watching the dancers for soma time and receiving the homage of her friends?who called themselves "The Sons and Daughters of Liberty," LcTla drew Ivan Berger to one side and whispered : "I want to leave without attracting attention." "You wish to go home ?" "Yes, and at once, Ivan." "Then," replied the gallant youth, "I shall be happy to be your servant and escort." They left the hall without being no ticed, and were again out under the stars on the frozen street. They hurried back over the same route by which they had come and they found the streets deserted, excepting' a shivering policeman here and there as they crossed the wider avenues that besot their course. They hardly exchanged a word till thev were inside the street door of the Alfl niioa -Jn irliinli flinxr Yinf? DtlOlll^C UiU 11VUOO, iU t|M4VM VMWJ their respective homes, then Ivan said: "Wait, Lola, let me speak with you before you go to your room It will not do to let our relatives know what you are selected for." "Go on, Ivan," she said, quietly. "I am listening." "Lola, I shuddered when that figure Three appeared. "For me, or for General Paul ?" she asked. "For you, Lola; curse him, and curse his calling, and curse his race!" said the young man, passionately. "You must not fear for me." "But I do fear for you. Do you not know that, while a hundred of our oppressors have been slain within the last few years, the avenger has always been detested V" "I am aware of that," she said, quietly. "Then you cannot expect to escape." "I give no thought to myself." "But I do; your life is to me more than the cause which we have both so much to heart. I am but a poor beggar student, and am, therefore, in no condition to say what I feel; but, Lola " "Go on, Ivan." "You must not do this thing." "Would you have me break my ostli ?" "No, Lola, but you must not endangei your life." "Endangermy life?" she said slowly. "Do you not know that if I failed to do this work, I would at once become the victim of the Nihilists' daggors?" "I am aware of that, Lola." "Then why try to stop me, if I am fated?" "It is that I may take your place. Leave the work to me. What matters it if one so useless to hima If and othnra non'oli v Tf T must die. let it be in saving from ruin ono who is so dear to my heart." The last wortfs sounded like a err. and Ivan Berger half Taised his hands as if he -would embrace her, then lacking the courage, he let them fall heavily by his side. "Ivan, you are a brave, true friend," | said Lola, impressively, and at the I same time laving her hand on his arm, I "1 appreciate the sacriiice you propose, I but it must not be." "I will anticipate you in the deed," said, desperately. he"No, no, you must not disobey me. Come, it is cold here. We can talk of this as;ain." "When?" "Some time before the next meetmg. "But by that time it must be done." "Will you let me be the judge? So far I have made no mistake," she said, leading him to the gloomy stone stairs, down which a dim light came. "I have grown so accustomed to obeyi insr yen," said Ivan, as he followed h?r. "tnat I cannot "break myself ol the habit nt oncc." In the upper hall they parteil, Lola going to her own quarters and Ivan doing the same. He was surprised a* finding his motht and his sister not only up but entertaining a visitor. This visitor had laid aside his fur cloak and appeared in the brilliant uniform of a Major of the Imperial Guards. He was young, with fine dark features and a figure that was well-proportioned rather than stately. Ivan knew the man, for, concealing his surprise, he addressed him as "Count Orloff." "This is rather an unseasonable hour for visiting, friend Berger," said the young soldier, by way of explaining his presence, "but I had news of importance to communicate, and believing that Madam Berger and Miss Elizabeth would remain up to see the old year out I came round to deliver it." Seeing tliat "her monier maae no comment, Elizabeth, with an unmistakable glance of admiration at the young soldier, hastened to say: "And deeply grateful we are, Count Orloff, not only for this but for all your efforts to assist us." Count Orloff bowed, and then went on to say that he had a favorable opportunity of talking with the Czar at the ball that evening, and that he had presented tho case of M^dam Berger's family, with a good chance of sue UtJ33. The case was simply this: When Madam Berger's husband died in Asia a large sum of mnnfiv was duo him hv the Government, not only ior Ms services but also for funds which he had used of his own to carry on the campaign against the Turcomans to a successful issue. This money not only had not been paid but was positively refused to Madam Berger, so that instead of being in comparative affluence she was reduced to nearly beggarly. Count Orloil's father had been a comrade of Colonel Berger, and in this way me young soicner TxTcame acquainted with the family. From the first he was in love with the fair Elizabeth, and, being a man of large means, he would have assisted the unfortunate family if he could have done so without hurting their feelings, fnr the noble noor are unfortunately sensitive and proud. "I must add my thanks to those of my mother and sister," said Ivan, with perfect courtesy, yet with a perceptible coldness, "but I cannot hope that your efforts in our behalf will avail." "But I can assure you the Emperor promised to look into the case," said the Count, earnestly. "He would have less time for balls and fetes," said Ivan with some bitterness, "if he looked into one thousandth part of the cases that require hi3 attention." "That may be," said the young officer, stroking his mustache and rising, "yet the Czar takes no pleasure in balls or fetes." Count Orloff bowed to Madam Berber and Ivan, but Elizabeth, her sewing still in her left hand, followed him to the hall and said: "You must pardon my brother; he is maddened that he cannot help If uo. "On my lionor, fair Elizabeth," said the Count taking her hand and pressing it to his lips, "I admiro Ivan's frankness, nor do I blame him for being soured. Would that he might let me show that I am his friend, and that you would permit me to be more." Count Orloff bowed, and Leeza appeared in the hall with a lamp to light him down to the street. [TO BE COXTINUED.J A great deal of annoyance has been ?xperienced by Americans visiting Creland by the present prohibition against carrying arms in that country, i it-- -x1 ? rioUfrtvninn inci oniy ine uinei u?y u. juite unconscious that he had committed an offense, found himself hauled before a magistrate and fined ?5, bolides forfeiting his revolver. Cabltl^e, for a reputed great writer, lid some very mean things. Here ia >ne of them: He kept three soversigns in a little packet on his mantelpiece, which he told every person he sailed "Leigh Hunt's sovereigns," bejause he sometimes lent them to him. Some of the inconveniences of having two wives are exemplified in the case of William Williams, late of Osage County, Kansas, now no more. Even if a man can manage to keep the ladies quiet during his life, directly he is dead they begin to fight over his will. A Philadelphia inventor is busy on ft street car floor, comprising slats laid irosswise on two endless rubber bands, ;hat revolve as the car moves, and gradually roll the people uu to the front. It is said that the body of Damala, Bernhardt'a husband, showed not & [ilace where the morphine syringe had aot penetrated, such was his morbid appetite for morphine and cocaine. A tree bearing peaches of an unknown variety and of prodigious size ?some of them ten inches in diameter? gr^ws in the yard of Christian Stouffer. at CliAsnbersburer. Few people know that the Government issues a stamp of the denomination of SCO. Such stamps are used on second-class mail matter and are rarely s ecu by the general public. A tin peddler vlio travels through Canada can exhibit forty-one scars where farmers' dogs have taken hold of him to ?ee whether he was a duuialy or a live man. Montgomery Sears, who is among the four wealthiest men of Boston tvap the son of a grocer who lived On halt' a dollar a day and slept in his atore. Harrison, the "boy preacher," ia worth about $00,000. What a fortune he will have when he gets to be a man I A canal 250 miles long is to be built for navigating purposes in New Mexioo. It will be thirty feet wide. ! THE SULTAN'S CITY. I AN AMERICAN WRITER'S VISIT TO CONSTANTINOPLE. | I Narrow Streets of the Turkish Capi- | tnl?The liajjjja'je Carriers? A Multitude of Dors ?Oriental Frauds. fONSTANTIN0-. | PLE as a city W ; quite different from I any other I have ! seen, writes Oliver I Optic. As travelcrs liave remarked, gft , from a distance it, presents a beautiwfe/fl"' ful appearance, and from this aspect one might expect to i realize there some of the dreams of Ori- j ental magnificence. But as soon as the ' visitor lands, the illusion begins to dis- j V*ot*rlltr finrl n mnro I SU1VC, 1VI" UUU tuuiu iiuiwij ?. | dirty or disagreeable place ou the face of the earth. Most of the streets are not more than eight feet wide, which affords only about | space enough for the mud and the dogs. | Carriages and omnibuses are not to be i obtained in Constantinople, and the only way to get to the hotel is on foot. Pera is the quarter where foreigners reside, and the hotels are to be found there. From the landing place on the Golden Horn, the mouth of the stream flowing into the Bosphorous, ou each side of jjg A DOXXET IN COKSTATTTDfOPLE. which the city is built, the narrow street seems to lead to the top of tke hill at an angle of about forty-five degrees. It is slippery with mud and oflal, and it is a "hard road to travel." Baggage is carried by porters, who have a sort of backboard with a shelf, upon which the trunks rests. The traveler follows him as well as he can. He has not gone far before he encounters a Turk leading a donkey or a mule with a pair of panniers across his back, each of them filled with cordwood or some other commodity. There is only space enough for that beast of burden and his load, and the only thing the walkist can do is to dodgo into the first convenient rlnnrwnv nr hrpnk into the midst of a V.VV* .. y ^ family of Moslems squatting on the floor.' The Rue de Pera is wider, b,ut hardly broad erfough to permit two loaded mules to pass abreast of each other. I reached it in safety by great fortune, but I had hardly touched its pavement before a a mule loaded with joists, twenty fec-t long or more, put in a claim for possession of the entire thoroughfare. The sticks were crossed at his shoulders, one end projecting beyond his head and the other dragging on the pavement behind him. The mule had it all his own way, and was as independent as a "pig on ice." But the wayfarer may drop into a store on this street, and if he don't "talk j Turkey" he may resist the importunate j appeals of the salesman to purchase. I have not the leist idea how many I dogs there are in Constantinople, but I j should think they could compete with | the human inhabitants of the city. They are not noted for their beauty, and no dog fancier would be likely to go there to.replenish his stock. In fact they are all "yellow dogs," rather diminutive in size, covered with filth, mangy and illfnvorftd to the hist dei>ren. The Turks have some sort of a superstition in regard to them, and though they j do not feed or care for them, they pro- ! tect them from destruction. Doubtless ! they arc an important factor in whatever degree of health the city may enjoy, for they appear to be the only scavengers that are tolerated. They belong to no owners, and they have to pick up their living from the offal thrown into the streets. DOGS OF CONSTANTINOPLE. Ordinarily the dogs are peaceable citi-' zens, and make the best of their hard I lot. It is said that the canines have cer- I tain quarters where they belong, and | where they claim certain inherent rights i and privileges, and are at all times ready j to defend them in a pitched dog light. In i going about the city one occasionally hears the barks, yells and growls of such a conflict. One night I was waked from my sleep : by a most hideous din not far from the 1 hotel. It sounded as though the entire million, more or less, of do;?s in the city had come together in a general engage~ " i - ^ J ment. They seemed to Lie au yeiping auu i growling in concert. Now and then the! sounds indicated n sharp encounter, and J one might suppose the brutes were tearing each other to pieces. They fought i for a long time, though pcace was made j in tiie end and the racket ceased. I | called upon my man Dimetri the next | morning for an explanation. The ter- j ritory of certain clans of- canines near i the hotel had been invaded by guerillas ! from another region, and this had caused the fight. He was unable to inform me whether or not the victory was with the invaders, but thought not, for the dogs of any quarter were generally strong enough to maintain their rights against all outsiders. The Turks are too itoical to take any interest in these dog fights, which would i be even better than candy and ice-cream to the gamins of our large cities, and they take no notice of them. One morning I found the courier of Lord Somebody feeding a couple of yeliow puppies in front of the hotel. They were \ cleaner and better favored in every respect than the multitude of dogs, though rney were 01 some iorr mew. couricr told me he had found them in the street the day after his arrival, aud had bought a couple of rolls for them every morning since. He introduced them to me, and I found them very friendly and pleasant. Their kind friend left that day for England, ana when i tound tnc two puppies at the door the next /fj?^ morning I bought the bread and fed them, f^jf HA aud we became inti- ifl ) ( mate friends. I had /ft to drive off the other^y X/ dogs that insisted vOJJV^Y //-=} i upon sharing the banquct, and this was no ^*0 ^ easy task. I continued the two orphans. to feed them as long as I remained in the city. It was sad to think what became of them after I left, for doubtless they were absorbed in the general miserable dogdoin of the place. My companion was au elderly gentleman, and neither of us was inclined to travel long distances on foot. About the streets are saddle-horses in charge of Arabs. When the man finds a customer he mounts him on his steed and walks after him, urging forward the animal as occasion may require, for he is never one of the fancy barbs of the desert. We do not fancy this style of riding and we appealed to Dimetri lor something more to our taste. The next morning he brought up a very handsome hooded phaeton and I suspected he had borrowed it of the Sultan; but he assured us he had procured it at a stable kept by a foreigner. We passed through the Rue de Pera, occasionally causing a tremendous commotion among the foot passengers when we encountered another vehicle, or a donkey loaded with rocks, cord wood or lumber. We descended the hill, passing through a cemetery where the ruthless hand of improvement had made a road over the dead, till we came to a wide street near the Sultan's new palace. Beyond this we had to take to the fields for the want of a road. The Palace of the Sweet Waters was our objective point, and we got there. We had expected to gaze in wonder upon a scene of Oriental magnificence. The name of the place was certainly pretty enough to lead us to anticipate something rich and elegant. The1 palace, however, was not equal to many a manufactory we had seen at home. There were a number of trenches stoned up to contain the "sweet waters," but there was none in them, sweet or nflinrcpico Wo lnnkpd unon it as a fraud. "We fancy that the Sultan would open his eyes it he could sail up the Hudson or ride through any of the great cities of the United States. The reader has had his palate tickled in imagination by the sherbets and confections of the Orient. I had, and I ' wanted to taste some of them. I asked Dimetri about sherbet. He took me to a shop and I drank sherbet, expecting to be thrilled as with the nectar of the gods. What do you think it was? Nothing but what the old ladies of New England call "raspberry shrub." It is very good for those who like it; but sherbet comes down from its seventh heaven after you have tasted it. At the door of the monastery of dervishes Dimetri brought me a quantity of confections?fig paste, candy and other things of this sort. Not one of them wa3 eatable; in fact the smell of these delicacies was more than enough. I threw them into the street when I went out, and the Moslem gamins scamperea for them. I had some curiosity to learn how the Turks lived, and Dimetri took me into a cafe near the mosque of St. Sophie. The first dish was made up from the fire before me. In a copper saucepan, like half a globe, was a large quantity of mutton fat, with bits of meat in it. In another kettle of the same kind was some rice, having a pinkish tint. On a small tea plate the attendant put a portion of this rice, spread it out, with a cavity in the middle. Then he emptied a ladeful of the mutton grease and two bits of meat into the middle of it. The odor was not pleasant, and a single taste of the com- j pound was enough for this deponent. It j smelled bad aud tasted worse. The next dish was pancakes, round ! balls of dough fried in fat. They were j soaked with grease, aud rancid grease at ; | that. Press them a little and the fat flowed out in streams. These two dishes , exhausted the bill of fare. I resorted to fruit. An Armenian gentleman on the Bosphorus had told we that I had come in 4-Un liAcf rffinoc nf thp YMF. auaMju iui tuv uwi g4U|/w vr. j I called for some of them, and up to the present moment they were the finest, the most delicious I ever tasted. The Turks sell them from great baskets all over the city for uext to nothing. They look like the common Malaga grape, but the skins -were hardly perceptible. The flavor was a little spicy, sweet, and rich enough to be the food of divinities. Though my worthy California companion insisted that they had better in his State, I have never tasted i^y that were equal to them. Coffee is classed as an original Oriental dainty, and all have read about it in their story books of the East. We have all come to the belief that coffee in the land of its origin is another name for nectar. I went into a cafe in Scrutari. on the Asiatic side of the Bos-phorus. Half a dozen Turks were j smoking chibouks, | J * owned by the cafe j ^ , and leased by the j . ^10 | ?? .li wK lpipe consisting of j uft fo(\u I^\i;l glass urn, tilled j Mi with water through j 'wP//- which the smoke i ?^p5^> is drawn. The j iSgy^L water is bubbling | ajj t{jC time, and j TURKISH COFFEE, the odor of the f ])lace is anything but agreeable. Wc called for coffee. It was a. very small cup, no milk or sugar. It was half mud. Before drinking, ,the solid half of the mud is stirred up and the beverage is soft mud. Another illusion had "gone up." No more Turkish coffee for this Yankee. Feeding regularly and liberally we all know is absolutely necessary to the well being of fowls, though there seems'to be some doubt on the subject of watering regularly, judging from the carelessness often manifested in this respect. '; "r! iiroluttoa of the rcnmuu ^1 I . I 1 5# '1 m : i ; ?A. C. Well), in Penman'? Art Journal.[ ' ??^ A Sacrifice. "Do you sell postage-stamps here; pi Bub?" asked old Mrs. Bargia, entering the drug store. i I "No, 'm," returned the boy; "we just H ?ive 'em away at cost."?Puck. Ti*Anoui?a In ilia Tronavflftl ' ! 1ICUOU1U 1M ?1IV AAMUtf I wwm* Daily discoveries are being made all over the Transvaal of new reefs and) mines containing gold in paying quanti-j ties. The Transvaal mines are even attracting Cabinet Ministers from their fo-j lios, as was instanced the other day when! the Colonial Secretary took the post o? Secretary to the Consolidated Investment! Company of Johannesburg, a company that, with a capital of ?175,000, is alt ready in the way of making by rents alone of properties purchased for ?75,000 about ?30,000 per annum, and ia likely to carry on one of the largest businesses in South Africa. Its scrip is no(j issued yet, but as much as seventy-fivei per cent, premium has been offered foij shares in the company. The gold exi ported from the Cape last monthi amounted to 24,000 ounces, valued at ?83,000, and the total value of gold exported for the last eight months! amounted to ?529.650. The output oft gold from the Randt last month is estimated at 30,000 ounces, of which ona company alone, the Langlaugh, con-j tributes (j500 ounces. There is no doubt that this countryj should attract the attention of Americans in another way as a great outlet for their trade in machinery and other things; Much expenses and loss are incurred by a! want of knowledge of mining and tho> want of proper machinery, mere is a field for an enterprising firm. The country of the Matabelc is about to be opened up by a company to whom a royal charter ha? been granted, and in all directions are signs of enterprise such as is only known where mining is carried on on a large scale.?New York Sun. Make Yourself Solid. 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