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L_ T 1!? PATIENT. Tkey are ?t?cb tii.y feet I They have gone huch a little way to meet I'll* years which are required to break Their steps to evenness, and make There go Vlore sure and slow. k They are such littlo hands! Jp 8e kind?things are so now, and life bat v" nd? A atop beyond the doorway. All around [ fCew day has found 4uch tempting things to shino upon; and jo The hands are tempted oft, you know. fhev are such fond, clear eyes, That widen to surprise At every turn! They are so often he!d ro sun or showers?showers soon dispelled 3y looking in our fivce. \ove asks, for such, much grace. They are such fair, frail gifts! Uncertain as the rifts Of light that li" along the sky? They may not lie hero by and by. crivo th.-m i.ot love, but more, above dad harder?patience with the love. f OUR LIFE Onr life is like the April weather. When stonn and sunshine come together, ? And one begins ere t'other's euded; Anon we hear tempest rending, And see the pall-like clouds descending, When through their rifts the sunlight stream. ing Reveals the "bow of promise" gleaming. ' The lightning cleaving oaks asunder, And peal on peal the roaring thundor, And snow and hail and wintry weather T- 1 1U vuuiuoivu onw-|/ , One moment tells of winter's freezes; The next of summer's balmy breves; And thus, 1 say, like April weather, We laugh and weep, and both together. Discordant notes (and yet agreeing) Hake up our sum of earthly being. And hence, when this April now Is sending Storm and sunshine, all contending, r We laugh at all, bocauso of knowing The flowers of May will soon bo blowing. Our passions, seeming disagreeing, Are but the storms of earthly being That prophesy of breezes vernal Within the May of life eternal." Lost Lina; -OR,l l BITTER AND THE SWEET. | ft A Tale of Two Continents. * BT MRS. NINA LAWSON. r CHAPTER L It was a lovely spring morning; the '4 #un shone clear and bright over the \ aweet scented hills and valleys of a ( pretty green rolling portion of Union f County, Illinois. The low tinkle of the cow-bell and ihe gentle bleating of the lambs in the Jorest could be heard, while in the waters of the valley creek could be seen the tiny fish swimming about in .and out of their many little hiding .places. "LinalLina! Where in the name of ' common sense are you going now ?" The voice rang loud and clear through the air to stop the flight of a little girlish figure, clad in a short, neat, pink i calico dress, with her long, pale-gold silken curls .bobbing up and down as ehe lightly tripped over the gravel walk to the front gate of Farmer Rice's ! neat little country liome. "Yes, Auntie June, here I am. "What ts it you want ?" "You are a good-for-nothing, lazy \ .girl, Lina, and you know well enough what I want, f think you might try ^nd be a little useful while you are aere in the short vacation. You know you haven't done one single thing this a morning, and here I have been a fussin' * ind a fumin' over this old dress of yours Zor the last hour, and I have been a ! Zussin' and a fumin" for the last fourteen Dr fifteen years to make a lady of you -and get something decent for you to wear; but, gracious on me, you are not worth the salt that I put in your bread that I have to make with my own hands. And your poor Uncle Cristo has to work day and night to get the -means to keep you on." "But, Auntie " "Yes. yes, but just stop right there, I now; for 111 hear none o' your excuses : t at all. You might just as well go out j in the fields and talk to an old stump i as to me, for it'll do just as much good, j v?i i ? ? ? JL u Ll. JCLxiV ?> juu ttio ? xaz/jr | nothing, and always layin' round in some ! corner, or off in the woods someplace : with an old book in your hands, or ; -ftgatherin' some of those nasty old i weeds! What did I send you off to j bhat old convent school at Cairo for, if i I did not expect you to be of some lit- : tie help to me some of these days ?" "Autie, auntie, please listen, Just one j moment, only to me. You know I love j -you as much as you could wish, and j that it is my only will to obey and please ' yon. I vas not aware that I was doing wrong when I started out, or, most assuredly, I should not have gone. You know that I go to the grove for flowers every morning, ai d was not aware that C had forgotten anything." "Oh! fiddle-sticks. Your memory is fainter thap a cat's; there, I told you, -not more than thirty minutes ago, to hunt up the eggs. "Your uncle was going to town, and I ^-thought that you might find a dozen or and Cristo might get some sugar for K^^the tea: but. no. there vou- were, a ! jumpin' along over the woods, like the regular tom-boy that you are, a gathering them old weeds to make some dirt, in the place of your bein' here when you was needed." Lina, in her maiden rustic beauty, so pure, so lovely, and all guiltless aa an rangel, stood there with the violets and dog-wood blossoms in her white, delioate. plump little hands, looking pensive, a perfect picture of sorrow and remorse. She stood there by the old east window, looking at her, with her large, beautiful, expressive blue eyes, so rich, so dark, they were almost the -s^ior of the violets in her hands: the ?iarK Drows, ana long, aarK iasn*?s omy added a deeper hue of beauty aod richness to those great, peerless orbs. Yet the face, plump, round, and youthful, was as white as the dogwood blossoms in her liands, while her cheeks f were like the wild roses of the woods. This lovelv little face was surrounded by ringlets of ]>ale gold silken hair, I while the long, heavy curls flowed over | her shoulders down to her waist. Lina, like all other girls, did not enjoy those little private lectures, and, thinking that perhaps her aunt had one of her ''bad spells," as she called it, lidn't eauine the conversation, but, I gathering up the flowers carefully, as if they had been her rarest jewels set with diamonds, and as if with the elightest jar the diamonds would fall from their settings and be lost forever. The flowers were placed in some neat little vases and set upon the mantel in [the sitting-room. While this little butterfly was busy in arranging and dusting the rooms, her bright mind was busy. also. She was wandering from fier" present surroundings and wonder ing whether this would always be her home and where her parents' early home was and how her mauima had looked. And, too, whether all she had read in books was true or not. As *be many strange thoughts crowded her mind she was flitting from one piooe of furniture to the other, and by the quick motions of the large, heavy duster the dust was again set in motion, only to settle in the very same place. A merry i little song rang through the airy country home, while little Lina's miiul was building brisrlit castles for the future, little dreamiug of the great change thaf day would make in her life. Oh peerless future, bliss or sorrow, far better remain in the distance than to disturb this happy, innocent little beauty before you. Had little Lina know aught of tlii> wicked world, and had she not been Ignorant of its many pitfalls, or the groat danger that was so near, and that would sadden her whole life, tears oJ sorrow and not joy would have trickled down her delicate pink cheek. wLina!" "Yes, auntie " "Come here." And immediately Lina emerged from the little oldfashioned sittihg-room, with a book and duster in hand, while her face was flushed slightly with exercise, and a quiet little smile played about hex dimpled little roseflud mouth. The lAAfni?A 1*r?rl on f i rol T7 fnrnrnffian. Itvvmt iit*V4 WVM VUK?1\-1J .w.QV v?w ?. "Well, here I am, auntie; -what is it you want?" "I tell you, Lina, you must go tliia very minute and gather every egg on this farm; and then you must go down to the cellar and get that little roll of butter that's down there and take them to market this very blessed afternoon. No, you must go now, quick; make haste, for, don't you see, I haint nigh enough calico for this dress. Run along now, quick. My, but it does tako lots o' my poor old man's money to dress you and get all your fine trumpery. " "Well, auntie, I am perfectly willing to wear my old dresses, or, as far as that is concerned, I am willing, and would bo glad, if it will help you any, to go to Jonesborough, where Anna used to get work of some kind to do, ana in tnai way 1 eouiu uuy my own clothes, and then you would not have to use poor uncle's money." "Ha! Hum! Yes, you area pritty picture to be a-talkin' about sich things; what could sich a child, a baby, as you do ? You know nothing; not even a Johnny-cake or a biscuit could you make; what could you do ? Hum, fiddlesticks ! you know nothing, and are good for nothing but to hunt the eggs and tote them off to town." Poor little Lina was convinced by this time that her aunt did have one of her "bad spells" this morning. Her temper was crossed, simply because her wish had been that morning, and she, like all other women, will take their spite out on the first object that conies within their reach, and poor little Lina happened to bo th? unfortunate one. Mrs. Kice was generally affectionate ana Kina, 0115 sua waureu 10 go io w? u i that morning, but her husband insisted that she should remain at home, and that he'tfas going himself. "June, there is a little business I must BO? about this mornin', and I know you h-'iin't no business up thero to-day." "I have, Cri?s Rice; and I guess you don't know tli about my business. Jist as sure as the sun shines, if you go up thero to-day, you will get in a fuss. Ye.3, sir; I bet my last turkey on it, too!" "Turkey or no tnrltey, fnas or no fuss, I am a-goin' to tovn this mornin'; and you might jist as well keep your chatter-box still, old woman," and lie lightly stepped from the large old log kitchen with the air of a man who had won a victory. Lina was not aware of this little disrtw<l nnf r\ a flio t'CUiUUi, auu v.v_/uuvv ui; mu vuu cause of her aunt's ill humor. She stood there, looking at Aunt Jane's dark smiling face, while a sad look came into her lovely dark eyes, and turning she left the kitchen humming a melancholy little tune, in search oi the eggs. Little Lina Bice was a superior girl, intellectual, and had no rival in beauty. The brilliant mind, mild gentle temper, and the unearthly loveliness that < she possessed made her queen of all. j No one, not even the roughest of man j kind, could help loving her. Had her natural musical ability been cultivated, she -would have been the sweetest singer the world had ever known. Her kind uncle and aunt did all thev could for her, and she highly appreciated their kindness, in fact, they could not have taken a greater interest in lier, had tliey ueen ner own iatner and mother. Her parents wore dead, she had been told; she had always b?.en called Lina Rice; of course, she did fiot know but that was her right name. "Well, Auntie Jane, I was awfully lucky; see, here are three dozen eggs." There they were, carefully laid in her large dish-apron. "Yes, honey, I see. You are a nice little girl after all. Now hurry and put them in the bucket, but be careful and don't break any." "I will, auntie." The eggs were carefully placed in . the bucket, the lid put on, and in a few minutes the pink dress and dish apron had disappeared, and Lina now was clad in white, looking like a fairy. A little white straw hat, trimmed with knots of blue ribbon and white lace, was placed jauntily on one side of that pretty head of golden curls, while out from under the rim peeped two large, bright, sparkling eyes. She kissed her aunt good-bv, and with one elastic bound she cleared the " 1' l J doorstep ana aisappearea aruimu tutr corner of the house. "Oh, auntie, I forgot! I intended to ask you which way Uncle Cristo went. Tell me, so I oan go the same way, and perhaps I shall meet him on his way back." "Well, Lina, you are losing time, but your uncle went by the road; neighbor Jones was just going by, so lie jumped in his wagon, and said ho was comin' back by the path in the woods. Hun along, now; you hain't done nothin' this mornin', and now you have no time to lose." "All right; good-by!" And off she went, sv.inging the bucket of eggs in the air at such a rate that it was a wonder that they were not scattered to the four winds and broken to pieces. The Rice farmhouse was situated on a cross road, full half mile or more from the main one that led to JonesDorough, by turning to the left. If a person went the path, down through the woods, ^nd walked over the log across the creek, he could cut off considerable distance. This was the road by which Farmer Rice intended to return home, also the one by which Lina intended to go to town. Immediately after you orossed the creek from the rice farm was a large, dense thicket, but there had been for rears * oath in this thicket, and littla \ Lina bad often gone to town by it; frequently she would not return until dark, but never once did she feel afraid. There were numerous and immense saakes and some other animals that would frighten most girls, but our little Lina was no coward. Just as she entered the thicket she was greeted by an immense black racer, but she was prepared to defend herself. "Forwarned, forarmcd," thought she, and just before crossing the creek she picked up a large club, which came very handy. ; "Ah, ha! old fellow, you are a bad omen, but I hope to conquer you, as well as all otner obstacles, it there shoxild be any." So setting the bucket of eggs hastily on the ground she let her immense club fall heavily upon the head of the snake several times; the force of the blows soon caused the reptile to lay still in death. Seeing no more danger, she hastened on. Little Lina, innocent of the trap that had been laid in that path for her, went running and skipping through this dangerous place, but suddenly she heard a strange noise. "Ha, hark!" As if to stop the motions of the rustling leaves of the Pushes and trees of the thicket. "Hark! 1 bear " and lier heart stood still, for it was a groan, seemingly a death struggle of some man, and a cry or "Murder! murder! Lina! Lina! for God's sakelielp me!" Lina, pale as death, standing with clasped hands gazing through the thicket with those great orbs, so beautiful, yet so wild with fright, that it seemed as if they could penetrate the very depths of the earth; yet she could see nothing distinctly. Then, taking a step forward as if to dart in among the trees and bushes to rescue the poor helpless victim, she recognized the voice. "I am coming, Uncle " The clear, sweet, frightened tones were drowned by a course, rough one. "Ha! ha! old man, I say, the gal or the money. Which is it ? Ha! there she is now. I have her and she is mine. Begone and die, you old miser!" Then ho sprang forward with a fearful leap and whoop toward her. CHAPTER n. The house on the old Rice farm was part frame and part log. The front, or what was called the new house, was frame, while the old was built of logs. The new house had four rooms in it; three bedrooms and one room that seemed to be in general use, for in fact the library, reception and sitting-room, saloon, drawing-room and parlor was this one cozy little four-cornered chamber. It was comfortably but cheaply furnished, while on chilly days and evenings a bright fire was always burning in the little old-fashioned fireplace. On the west side of this wonderful room were two bed-rooms?the spare room and Lina's; while on the east side was Uncle Cristo's and Aunt June's. Passing from the north side of this wonderful room, through a heavy door, you entered a short hallway, where they kept the molasses, vinegar, etc.; v-.Tvino nlil Inor Ififf'lien. TV'llifih dUCU CVlUVO v*v? ? ? J was also used as dining-room, and often Auntie June would convert it into a sewing-room, as she had done on this day. There she sat, in the middle of the floor, with her sewing strewn over the room, one piece on the table, one on the floor, while another was lying on the cold, polished stove. The larger part of little Lina's new dress was pinned to her aunt's knee, while she was bending over it. slowly yet steadily drawing the needle in and out. She sat there, busy with hand and head, when suddenly she sprang to her feet and went to" the west door, putting hei rough, brown hand up to her dark, wrinkled forehead. For some timo she stood there, peering in the distance, in the hopes of seeing the tall, slender form of her husband coming down the lane. "Hum! I ji.st wonder what's a keep * ' ~ ' ?? - T 1 in' that Uristo man 01 mine, i ix-ckuii lie moans to bo as good as his word anil stay until ho gets reaily to come home; he should be home long afore this! ''Fiddlesticks! I'll bet another turkey that he's a stayin' for dinner at the old tavern; well, let him stay, f^r all o' me, for I can get. along without him. Sure as the world's round, I will have a dinner all by myself that will be.lit. for a king and a hundred times better than he can get up at that old tavern." The irritated, uneasy woman stood for some time in the doorway, and then, with a nervous jerk, turned and went to her sewing again; but in a few minutes she was up once more and at the door looking for her tardy husband. [TO BE CONTINUED.] i*. T. ?5arnun "elates than when Mr. Gladstone visited his circus ht said to him: " 'Mr. Gladstone, there is one thing we Americans would all wisb you to do, and there is no reason whj you should not. I have done it at eighty years of age; why caimot yon' Make the trip across the Atlantio. D wu U1U OU JUU W U U1U DCV IUU TT JUU1C7 V/ the United States ablaze with enthusiasm ; there is nothing the American? would not do to show their appreciation.' He just turned aud looked at the stnge. 'What is that Eoman do ing ?' he asked, and 1 saw at once it | was no use flattering that man?he could not take any flattery. Oh, he is a truly great old man." A Paris paper offered an eminent Frenchman one thousand dollars for his autobiography. He accepted this offer, and after getting a check for the amount, sent on his autobiography, which was as follows: '"I was boVn at Lyons in 1831), and sinco tlint time I p.m recall nothing of any account, except that I have not been killed in any nf tlift nm-isincrs." Amish weddings, to a certain extent, rival Polish christening parties. Among the pranks at ono of them a few days ago, in upper Berks County, Pennsylvania, was the throwing of the groom over the fence, the placing of the best man in a bakeoven, and some like familiarities with the bride. There is an admirable arrangement for quickly and safely emptying the house in use in the Tremont Theater, Boston. By simply touching a button in any one of the eight handy places in the theater seventeen exits open, actuated by electricity. j VALLEY FORGE. THK HISTORIC HEADQUARTERS OF GENERAIj WASHINGTON. A Hallowed Spot in Danger of Desecration?Tlit* Gron nils antl Headquarters Described?An Old Mansion Restored. In patriotic circles the announcement that a large tract of land in Valley Forge is to be sold, with the probability tha* a brewery or distillery will be erected on the spot, hallowed as few' places in the Union are, has excited much attention, and strenuous efforts are being made to save the famous old ground. This tract comprises the entire site occupied by General George Washington and the Continental Army during- th? winter of 1777-8. It covers 100 acres ol : beautiful land, broken up here and ther* with abrupt wooded hills, and the whole locality is rich in patriotic mementos The property belongs to Mr. J. B. Car THE IIEADQT'ARTERS. ter, or rnther Mrs. Carter, the daughtei Df Benjamin Mather, once President o! the Senate of Pennsylvania. It has been ! in the family for close on to a century. [u a circular Mr. Carter, who is a hard ! ware merchant in Philadelphia, an ' aounces the beauties of the lund which he is about to sell. This circular Mr. Carter has ad iressed to every member of Congress and the Senate and to every Governor and 1 prominent man in the United States. [ Accompanying it is a map of the tract to j be sold. Speaking of the circular, Mr. Carter, whose patriotism is unquestioned, said: ?#T t__A_ J- - J. Ti. 1_ i.1. - t 1. "l nate ro part wuu uie property, uut [ am compelled to do so, and the reason why I got up these circulars was for the purpose of quickening action on the part >f CoDgress. I have received an offer from a New York brewing concern which Is desirous of utilizing the pure water and the water power for their purposes. But ;o think that a brewery should be erected on the property is exceedingly repugnant :o me. I would much rather that the property were cut up into buildiDg lots, Dr that some magnificent hotel were built there and the historic old ground kept as i park in good repair for pleasure parties ind sightseers. It is a crying shame that '.he famous grounds should be lost to the country. I would rather, of course, sell It to the Government than to any private individual or syndicate, not knowing to what uses the latter would put it. My [ wife and myself find the property too costly to keep, aud we are forced to part with it. I have written personally to ENTRENCHMENT HILLS. members of Congress and to Mr. Cleveland when he was President and to Mr. Harrision, urging them to take some steps toward the preservation of Valley Forge, but beyond the bill introduced by Senator Daniel Yoorhees, of Indiana, to have an appropriation of half a million set aside to purchase the grounds, the bill, by the way, being lost in committee, nothing has been done in the matter. I ! to Vinvp tin; historical snnctitv j - V I of the grounds preserved, and only the , Government can do so." | That the grounds are well worth preservation there can be no doubt. Mr. Carter's tract embraces the famous forge, after which the valley is named, and the tract now before the public for sale has the famous spring from which Washington drew his morning draught of the pure sparkling fluid. 2near the spring is the spot where the headquarters of the ''greatest American" stood. In that camp, as every well informed American schoolboy knows, or ought to know, was passed the gloomiest and saddest period of the war for independence. There it was that the patriot army, ragged, half starved, disheartened, without shoes or blankets or proper clothing, slept at night during the wholo I of that dreadful winter on the bare earth, and in the daytime, while providing firewood for their rude, comfortless huts, left foot tracks ol blood on the frozen Washington's chamber. ground, hallowing the very soil by th< severity and heroism of their sufferings. There is an order sent at that trying time to J. Lacey Darlington, Sr., of West Chester, great grandfather of General J. Lacey Darlington, "by His Excellency George Washington, General and Commander-in-Chief of the forces of the United States of America By virtue of the power to me specially given, I hereby enjoin and require all persons residing within ten miles of my headquarters to thrash one-half of their gr^nby February 1, and the other half by t^^lst day of March next ensuing, 011 pain, in case of failure, of all that shall remain in sheaves * * * being seized by the commissioners and quartermasters of the army and paid for as straw. Given under my hand at Headquarters, near the Valley Fo rge, this 2'Jtli day of Decemhev, 1777. George Washington. By His Excellency's command, Robert H. Hickory, Secretary. It -was because of such privations as few soldiers arc called upon to go through that such orders were given out, and out of their bitterness of want and famine grew the savage byword, "No bread, no soldier," that was forced from the lips of the famished, jtruggling patriots who suffered for their country's independence. The site of the camp is but a few yards south of the Schuylkill River, and :ommanda an extensive view of the lovely scenery along the course of that jtream. The old stone mansion occupied by Washington and his personal ?taff fronts the station of the Philadelphia *nd Reading Railroad, and southward a .quarter of a mile is the spot where Washington's original headquarters stood, the building now removed, occupied ay him in December, 1777. Less ;han a stone's throw away is the bubbling spring, named after the famous General, whose waters, unless Congreslional action intervenes, will be turned Into the plebeian beer. It is on the right 5a?k of Valley Creek, and on the other tide of that, a step below, is the site of ;he old Valley Forge, built in 1757, and >robably the oldest rolling mill in the Jnited States. A few hundred yards toutheast, extending in a zigzag line apjroximatelv north and south for a quarter >f a mile, are the remains of the old en renchments and breastworks, still easily listinguishable by the irregular aud scatered heaps of stones and the uneven elevations of the green sward. On the right >f these remains are the foundations, ltones and decayed timbers of Fort WashJ ngton, which served as the eastern bulwark of the camp, while southwest of his, a quarter of a mile further, is the ieadquarters of General Knox and the )mcers or nis commana. a snore ais ance below, on the other side of the valev creek, is the site of Lafayette's head}uarters. The railroad station near Washington's stone house, which was :hen owned by Isaac Potts, is four miles sast of Phoenixville, thirty-tive miles from Philadelphia. RECEPTION ROOM. Residents in the neighborhood still point out to visitors the place under an )ld oak tree on the left bank of Valley jreeK, wnere'rv asuiuyiuu uuwt??u oy Isaac Potts on his knees in prayer, his cheeks wet with tears, beseeching the Almighty for guidance and victory for ihe army intrusted to his command. The Potts s residence, adjoining "Washington's headquarters, was recently purchased by the Patriotic Order, Sons ol America, and it has been converted into i national museum. The old mansion ivas restored to its original style of archi;ecture and some of the old furniture of '.he "Washington residence at Mount Veraon placed within it. The museum also contains a smjill arsenal of armorial relics of the Revolutionary "War. The village of Valley Forge covced the sight if the artificers' headquarters and gunjhops. The encumbrance upon this nroDertv was entirely obliterated by vol v Mr ?/ ? untary contributions of the Patriotic Sons of America, aggregating $3370.98, during the Pennsylvania State camp term of 1885-6, and not one cent was taken from the State camp treasury for this purpose, although due authority had been given by the State Convention of 28S6 to make up a balance then due, but which was immediately thereafter made up by the camps. A free title was thereupon acquired by the Centennial and Memorial Association, the male members | HALLWAY IN THE OLD HOUSE. of which association are all earnest members of the Order of Pennsylvania. An appropriation from Pennsylvania State was received in 1887, and the interioi and exterior of the headquarters was al once completely repaired and restored tc their original condition, and nearly ?500( was expended in this work of restoration and improvement. The building at thai time began to show evidences of decay; it had also been used as a tenant house. This has been discontinued, and the association has made it its aim to furnish it thoroughly with furniture and relics of the Revolutionary period, much of which has been gathered and put in place. A janitor has charge of the headquarters and occupies a lodge adjoining with his family. Congress will be memorialized by the Women's Christian Temperance Union of Philadelphia to preserve the historic grounds and heirlooms, and that association is taking active steps to interest members in the purchase and preservation of the ground from the hands of the land grabber and boomer, and to judge from the active interest taken in the matter, the indications are that no brewery will waft the odor of hops over the famous ground stained with the blood of the nation's murtyrs. Valley Forge may yet be a national park, and one of greater historic and national interest than even the Yellowstone Park. It lies entirely with Congress whether the next generation will go to Valley Forge to drink beer or view the spot where Independence bled and suffered.?Aeio York Herald. A Fitflit Between Hippopotami. Herbert Ward, describing in the Ledger a canoe voyage along the Upper Congo, Africa, says: At noon we saw two big bull hippopotami, whose bodies would compare in circumference with an average elephant's, fighting on a sand bank. The monster.-* rushed at each other with their immense jaws wide open, and gored one another with their formidable tusks; then rising on their hind legs, (lashing their massiviheads together, they fell heavily on the sand. Recovering themselves, they would recede a few paces, and charging one another, again the clash of their meeting tusks and the grunts of rage, snorting the bloody sand from their nostrils, could be distinctly heard as thej I reared up on their hind legs only to fall back agaiu. We watched the encountei for upward of half an hour, until the gigantic brutes, all gored, bloody, and covered with foamy froth, fought their way into deep water and disappeared in a perfect sea of foam and spray, the troubled waters plashing up in wives on the sand bank they had quitted. f Jumbo Parties. We have had the donkey party, and enjoyed it hugely now for the Jumbo | party. If you possess the skill to draw m elephant free hand, you will not need the assistance of Fig. 1. You will objerve that the space is marked off into squares, the length of the elephant being irawn inside of eight squares, while his | iieight is included within six squares. zSi5??-5 JtL j wif MI im FIG. 1. OUTLINE FOP. JUMBO. T/% rl r-Qirr on olonlioni fpn Hmpa iva I or or/* ?"? " ? WWf,?? &~ is the one pictured, first work off a space ten times as large as that illustrated aad divide it into squares, making eighty squares on the length and sixty on the width of it. Then estimate the increased iize of each portion of the animal, remembering that the length, which is now bounded by one square, will be extended through ten squares, and proceed to draw. You can mark the squares on heavy, light colored mapping paper; over this spread your drawing paper. For the drawing use a heavy pencil, a crayon or charcoal. . U LL FIG. 2. JCMBO REPAIRED. Jumbo's trunk must be cut off before his friends arrive. It muse be cut off below the tusk, as shown in Fig. 2, and then as many trunks as there are to be guests are shaped by it and laid in a basket ready for the fun. Jumbo is pinned upon a sheet, which is hung smoothly upon the wall. Every one present is then blindfolded and given a trunk to pin on. Fast-grows the fun, aud how keenly the little folks enjoy it! Ah, one of the <?iown up people has taken the booby prize by piuniDg the trunk upon one of the elephant's hind feet. There poor Jumbo stands, with trunks pinned all over his body?everywhere but where the trunk grew.?St. Louis Post-Dispatch. The Evolution of Ear3. Af n rr>rent. meeting of the Western Microscopical Club, of London, Professor I Stewart remarked that while we expect to find the ears upon the head in the larger animals, we look in rain for the same arrangement in the lower invertebrate creatures. Many of these, like the scallop, have no head: others, like crabs aud lobsters, have their ears placed on their horns or antennae. others, like the green grasshoper, have the ear on the foreleg; others, like the fresh-water shrimp, have it on the tail. In fact, it would seem that in these lower forms of life, whose origin was loDg anterior to the evolution of man, nature was feeling her way and making experiments as to the future position of the sense organs. An Unexpected Transformation. 1?"Snyder, stop your fooling, or you throw me down." 2?"Dere, you done it." 3?"G-r-reat Scott! vot is it!''?MunMy1 a Wetkly. If sodium sulphate be allowed to crystalize between plates of unglazed porcelain in the open air, and if the crystalization be reproduced two or three times by sprinkling with water, the platos fall to powder The same phenomenon is observed with very hard stones. This crystalization may be the cause of the comminution of rocks which resist water. % Peculiarities of English Pronunciation^ Rev. Dr. Frederick Evan3, of Philadelphia, told a story recently to illustrate the difficulties a Welshman has in studying the English language. The Welshman undertook as his first lesson from an English teacher this primer story, very simple to an Englishman That ploughman has a rough field to plough and when he is through let him ahoul-: der his gun as though he was not tired, and while he is roughing it his wife is busy with the dough, for which he should feel thank* ful, and she has two children sick with tha hiccoughs. j? The Welshman was taught first to( pronounce "ploughmau'' and on that"ough" sound he read off the stdrjj 1That ploughman has a row field to plough, and when he is throu let him shoulder m? gun as thou he was not tired and while he i? rowing it his wife is busy with the dow, for( which he should be thankful, and she has two children sick with thehiccows. ^ Of course, the Welshman's teacher told ill ILL tuat ivu^u ?uo aiwajo ZtZ?t-2*U and thereupon the Welshmau corrected] his story, as he thought rj That pluffman has a rough field to plufF and when he is thruff let him shoulder his gun as thuff he was not tired, and while he isj "!31 ruffing it his wife is busy with the duff, forj which he should feel thankful, and she has . two children sick with the hiccuffs. ^ But "through" was not thruff, and| after much coaching on that word the; ./ '$&& Welshman innocently produced another ' remarkable use of the "ough";. i That plooman has a rue field to ploo andi ' when he is through let him shoulder his gun' as thoo he was not tired, and while he is] rueing it his wife is busy with the do, for, which he should be thankful, and she has two children sick with hiccoos. j Then the Welshman was taught howto pronounce "dough" and keeping that in his head made his story more monstrous 1 That plomau has a row field to plo andj , when he is throw let him shoulder his gun as though he was not tired and while he ls| ?$? rowing it his wife is bu 7 with the dough for, which he should feel thankful, and she has two children sick with hiccoes. "j Then when the Welshman could master "hiccoughs" he capped the That pluppman has a rupp field to plupp and when he is thrupp let him shoulder his ?un as thupp he was not tired and while ho ' is rupping it his wife Is busy with the dupp] for which he should feel thankful, and aha has two children sick with the hiccoughs, j It is left to be understood thit the Welshman then caught his teacher on a' dark night and slew him with the jaw-bone of an ass and went back to Walea to the unmolested enjoyment of his own! "7^5 phonetic language, in which only one letterr, "v," has more than one sound. ] The Ominous Rat of a Montana Mine. Hugh McQuaid is feeling rather blue because the rat in the Pram Lummond. \ mine is looking a little thin. The rat is . the best known creature connected with the great mine. When Colonel Cruse discovered the mine, he discovered the a! rat. He used to be afraid of the creature^ and tried to kill it several times, but the, miners were thoughtful of the animal and said it brought great luck to them^ "^aa so Mr. Cruse left it alone. He said ha was often tempted to kick it when ho met it going up and down the ladderJ The mine at several times wai at a low ebb, and Sir Hugh said he always noticed that when stock was down the rat : was down also. It grew thin and gaunt^ and, although the miners shared their food with it as they had been in the habit of doing, it remained lean and lank as usual. ' ' Suddenly a change came. Baylissand; Brathnover* commenced managing the mine and everything prospered. The rat also grew fat and saucy. He grew so familiar that Mr. Bayliss says he would frequently meet it and it would sit up on its hind legs, whisk it3 tail, and look intelligently out of its little eyes as he passed him on the ladder. The little^ animal became an annoyance to Colone^' Cruse and he ordered it killed, but it was such a favorite with the boys that theyj refused to carry out the orders. Aud he ' still thrives, for the Drum Lummond is prospering. "When there is a bad streak' stniplc thft rat crows thin. It is the ani-1 mal barometer of the mine.?Helena (Mon.) Independent. j The Badger a Good Fighter. v One morning, as we were driving through a sage brush region, we saw a large coyote stop suddenly, as if he had met something which required his serious ^ attention. He had arrived within a yard' ~ or two of the hole of a badger. That' the proprietor was at home was certain,' for we could see liis head protruding from the front door. After a little hesitation the coyote stepped for-^ * , | ward and at the same time the badger advanced quite out of his hole and stood with his nose close up into the face of his visitor. We now regarded them wit^ interest. We expected in a minute oi? two to see a well-whipped wolf. Bi^tl not so. The badger remained firm, buti the wolf turned away. 4 I had once seen a large dog under just such circumstances as with this .wolf.} The dog's self-conceit forced a collision and in a minute he discovered his mistake. He returned to his master with - n mt _ 1 J3 nose ana siae weu siasaeu. .me usujjct is the most industrious of animals. Often lie digs half a dozen holes in one night, and from one to two feet in depth,ia the hardest clay and gravel, and as often in the road as elsewhere. These pits become traps for bugs, crickets, lizards and other insects, and furnish the badger with the food he expects when he digs the pits.?Forest and Stream. J ^ Why Stanley Came Back. When the great Africau explorer wa$ by many persons given up for lost, and even the most sanguine were full of fears for his safety, says the Irish News, there was one woman in London who neveij doubted that he would return. The woman wa9 Stanley's landlady. Whenever any one suggested the possibility that he might never be heard from, she replied, with perfect confidence: "It is impossible. Mr. Stanley has not given up his rooms, and I am sure he will return." Stanley did return, though the world in general has not till recently been aware of the imperative engagement * r? u: wmcn made it impossiuie ior mm to u? otherwise. Something New for Kheuraatism. I saw an old friend of mine the other day who used to be a rheumatic cripple. When I expressed surprise at seeing him so well and free from pain, he told ma that his cure was due to his carrying an old electric light carbon which one oI the lamp-men had thrown into the street^ He claimed that there was enough elootricity left in the old carbon to "knock the rheumatiz higher'n a kite."?JBoitog Record. " < . ' Y* ... ../ * ... v-f .'rrtuZVh Lf.