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ENDYMON. BT ABTHUB E. 8irrTB. The winds are hushed; the night is still. And the chaste moon shines o'er the hiiL Her silvery rays light up the vales Where chant the happy nightingales 1 Twas once upon a night like this Ihat Cynthia awoke Endymion with a kiss. Her glowing face, in Heaven above, Is overrun with smiles of love; "While on the lakelet's calm breast we Her silver bow reflected see. Her heart is passionate now, as when Endyxnion she caught srumD'nngin inegiea In Plan's forest-vale?'tis said? Endymion once laid on a bed Of flow'rs, to rest, while tending sheep, When there ho fell in a deep sleep; Then Cynthia Btole to where ho lay And flooded the dark wood with moonbeams gay She turned, then from Endymion fled. And hid behind a cloud, 'tis said; But he from his deep sleep awoke In time to catch her last sweet look. It was enough; her love had won; He arose, then followed her unto the moon I Lore comes to human hearts without A bidding, or a previous thought, And fixes its impassioned gazo Upon the peaceful, upturned face Of him who quiet slunib'ring lies, Then kisses lovingly his closed eyes. Ob, weary heart! Oh, heart opprest By cores "of life, for you there's rest! For you there is an age of bliss, When love prints 011 your brow a kissl No Heart bo weary, taint, or buu. But what again love cau make it thrice glad I Love kisses us we know not when, And flies away, but comes again. 5s there a heart bo Bteeled by hate But what, unguarded, leaves some gate That Love may enter in, and flood the heart with light, as Cynthia Dian's wood? Chicago, I1L i nmSsT A MIUl OlMirn. The Story of a Tragic Life Drama. BY E. M. DAVY. CHATTER XIV. WAS IT JEALOUSY? been remarked, and decided "I was only calling your at. tention to the appalling fact yUk&i we nave ? emu amuuK us taking notes,' " laughed Gascoigne. "Your London friend, Mr. Hawks, is desirous of carrying away with him some impressions of Northshire. He says the natives have no characteristics save their *bnrr.' Can you suggest any, Dudley?" I could not, and said go eimplv. "Mrs. Armstrong's tales of her ancestors would suit you splendidly. Mr. Hawks," 6aid Georgie. "Their characteristics appear to have been murder and robbery. Most of them were hanged for j cattle stealing. She boasts of it. She eays also that Northshire never could be I conquered. William tbe Norman had to | leave it out of his Doomsday Book." "Fact. Mrs. Dudley?" asked Charlie. "It is history." "Down it goes then." "I witnessed a little scene to-day that may u^erest you," 6aid Gascoigne, addressing himself principally to Charlie. "I waB coming through a pit village. A *"'* ^ollrtw ?XTnrf h - P An n f r\'m An UJg9 UU1 1J 1CUU TT AW4M. are usually so described, you know?was lounging with bis back against a wall. His hands were thrust deep into his pockets; he was tipsy; there was the happiest smile imaginable upon his face. A woman?I presume his wife?carrying a young child, went and talked to him. I was not near enough to hear, but the pantomime amused me. It seemed she was making him to go home, but her woTds apparently had no effect. Presently she tamped her foot, talking more and nrore excitedly; he neither mored nor spoke? , he only smiled. Next she slapped his face; once, twice, "Still smiling in a slow, lazy, half-contemptuous way, he drew one hand from his pocket to put her from him. In 60 doing, he somehow touched the child. The woman, roused to fury, deposited the baby on the muddy road and rasned at him. She 6natched off his hat. pulled it to pieces with her hands, and, not content with that, she tore it with her teeth, then flung it down and danccd upon it. At length, suddenly pausing, she looked at her lord and master. He had not moved. His hands were in his pockets and he still smiled. Then she picked-up the child and left him. Two policemen were looking on. They seemed to enioy the sight as much as I did. Mr. Hawks, that was a Northsire man." "Thanks, Doctor," said Charlie, "I'll take him for a type." And much fci tins vein the conversation continued to flow, though I joined little in it, and Edna less. We remained a very short time at table fterthe ladies left us and, in crossing the hall to join them in the drawing-room, I lingered benind Gascoigne and Hawks. I war in no haste to find mvself atrain in Edna's presence. I felt guilty, almost as though my wretched secret were written on my face. "When I did go into the drawing-room Georgia was singing, Gascoigne standing by her, his back toward me. Hawks beckoned me to the far 6ide of the room, where Edna and he were sittinsr. Edna was telling him tales of the rebellion of *45, of Diltson and the Derwentwaters. I sat down and listened, silent and spellbound, to the soft voice of the charmer. Meanwhile Georgie had ceased singing and remained at the piano with Gascoigne. A /tdmA arid AXICI a llliiO biiO X/wiw* vuiiig uviu oat his hand: "Good-night, Dudley," said he. "I've got to walk back, 60 it's time I set off." In vain I urged him to stas, even suggesting a smoke for "anlcT lang'syne. But he was proof against temptation; so Charlie and I want with him to the hall door. . "Come and see us again soon," said I. "Whenever you ask me," he answered readily, and, with a hearty" Good-night," departed. I told Hawks he would find the wherewithal for a smoke and drink in the library, where I would join him immediately. It was my intention return to the drawing-room. The door was closed, though not fastened; I pushed it open n little way, but did not enter. I saw and heard enough without. Near the piano, where I had last seen Ct?r gay and smiling, was mv wile; but ahs leaned over it now in a dejected attitude, her face hidden in her lands. Edna'a hand was on her shoulder; she was speaking to her in a low, earnest manner. "You won't tell him, Edna? On your honor promise you won't tell-Jack?" cried Georgie, looking up suddenly. "I would rather cat off my right hand," Edna exclaimed vehemently. She tamed toward me as she spoke, ?nd, instinctively shunning to be caught eiives-droppine, I retreated. "Seen agnostr .Loot precious like it." aid Hawks facetiously, as 1 flung myself into a chair in the library. "Confound everything!" I exclaimed impatiently. "Amen, ^ejaculated Charley, with a? r ' |' .? . V \ ^ ' -V v kl ' / # Intonation that another time might have caused me to smile. "Have a b. and b. old f'ler; that'll put you all right. Strikes me you're almost teetotalers herel Very different to the old days, eh? I'm 'a chiel taking notes,' you know?'a chiel taking notes?' Guess I'll give you the benefit of one of 'em?eh?" I locked at him attentively. He had ! had a fair amount of champagne, and j was now doing full justice to the brandy | ! and soda. "Go on, Hawks. I may not say much, but I'm listening," I said to humor him. "Keep your eye on the Doctor?keep a sharp eye on him! See?" "I don't see in the least," I said coldly, for I was still puzzling over the words I had heard in the drawing-room. "Well, if you don't already know and won't see, I'll put it plainer. That Doctor's a gone coon on your wife, a ? gone coon, I tell you. Fact, sir." "Don't talk to me such infernal rot." "It's gospel truth, Jaok. You've a right to know all I can tell you, so here goeB. You didn't go to the drawing-room with Gascoigne and me after dinner. He wag careful enough when you were by. But, T/-.T-Q Trm hnrl Cflpn thfi loots hp WJ WW, ? ^ gave her -when ho thought my attention was taken tip with Mies Lynton! When she song, 'Should he upbraid," he seemed to go clean off his head. He went ovei to the piuno with his eyes fixed on her as though he were bewitched." "The devil! Do you mean " "Stop, man. Don't take it np wrong. I haven't said one word against Mrs. Dudley,..mind, and don't intend. Hei conduct was admirable. She did not even seem to 6ee what I am telling you. I believe she is as innocent as a baby. Fact, man." "Have you anything more to say?" I innnired. testily. "If so. out with it." "Great Crcear! Haven't you had enough? I've given you the straight tip?'ware the Doctor?I am off to bed. I've got to catch the first train in the morning. YonUl order them to call me and all that?" "Yes. I'll see to it." "And, I eay, old f'lor. mind I tell you I your wife's not in it. She's right enough. I Cresar's wife, you know! No offense, eh?" : he asked, tossing off the contents of his [ tumbler. Cresar's wife, indeed! Why remind me | of the hackneyed legend? Cssar put away Pompeia, not for the reason that he believed her guilty, but because his wife mnst be above suspicion. I suspected Georgie of?I knew not what! She might be as innocent as a babe, but?I must prove her so! Assurine Charlie that where no offense was intended none conld be taken, I 6aw him to his room, then rang for the [ butler, gave the necessary orders for the morning, and ascertained that my wife and Edna bad gone .up-Btairs. Nothing | more would be required, I said, and sat ' down to wait till I believed all the household had gone to bed. We kept early hours at the Grange; it was little more than 11. o'clock when, every 6ound apparently silenced, I crossed the hall and prepared for action. Some lights were still left burning,but, concluding that the music-room would probably be in darkness, I carried a lamp i with me thither and proceeded direct to the writing-table at which my wife had sat when she wrote the evening before to | I Gaecoigne. Hit the two candles on the ' table, placing the lamp between them. I opened the blotting-book. It was a new one. I turned over some Bpotless pages until I came to one on which were a few ink marks. Tearing this out I held : it close to the light, the wrong side to- ! ward me. "Come, I want you." Great powersf My wife, then, had a secret understanding with this man?this man whom she had so emphatically said she hated. I had a ri#ht to know the na- I ture of that understanding. Georgie her- ' self I could not ask; for, alas! I had already discovered she did not hesitate to atter a falsehood when it suited her. I placed the piece of tell-tale blottingpaper in my pocket-book, extinguished the lights, and made my way in hot haste nnctairc Mc irlpa was to Rend to Mrs. Armstrong. She first must help me. Arrived at the door of the housekeeper's apartments, I knocked. Mrs. Armstrong opened the door immediately. She was dressed as I had usually seen her. "You, sir!" Bhe exclaimed in some dis? pay. "Yes, but I must see MisB Lynton at once. Do you hear? Can you help me?" "Step in." I obeyed, and found myself where I had never been before, namely, in Mrs. Armstrong's "parlor." I was scarcely prepared, however, to be brought so suddenly face to face with Edna Lynton, and felt more disconcerted than I care to own when I saw her standing by the fire. She looked ethereal, all in white. A long, loose, white wrapper, with some swan-down about it, was thrown over the muBlin dress she had Korn at dinner. "There can bis no necessity for you to go away. Please stay," she said, as Mrs. Armstrong was preparing to quit the room. The woman hesitated, but I signed to her imperatively to bo. "This is strange conduct, Mr Dudley. "Will you expluin it, quickly?" asked Edna, and as she spoke she shivered, though not with cold. "I have come to learn the secret?about my wife," I said, assuming a sternness that, alas! bv no means eioressed mv true feelings. She turned paler and trembled. Clasping her hands together on the mantelpiece, she laid her pretty head upon them and gazed for a few moments into the fire. Then she raised her eyes to mine quite suddenly, thus taking me entirely by surprise. A faint tinge of color came into her face; a smile, sweet and tremulous, hovered on her lips. "You are mistaken,' she said, simply and earnestly, still without removing her eyes from mine. "How?" "You are entirely mistaken," she repested more firmly. She seenied to be gaining strength and confidence as she looked at me. "Will you not trust me? Will you not take my word for it?" ' "There is a secret," I persisted, averting my gaze. "What has led you to suppose 60?" "Many circumstances. But to-night I overheard, by chanco, a few words spoken by yourself and Georgie iu the drawingroom." She started from the position Bhe had held so long and came a step nearer to me. 1 dared not trust myself to meet her gaze. "You overheard a few words of which you misconstrued the meaning,"she said nniftt lr* u a r? rl T rrronf rAn V*nrr irova Ana - JVU V44WJ "V1W V^tu to misconstruction." "Will you explain them?" "Suppose I refuse?" "In that case I start for Leicestershire to-morrow morning?to find out what it was you come to tell me the night befora my marriage." "Has time so entirely obliterated all memory of that night that yon even for get my last request?to believe all my insinuations false?" "I have forgotten nothing; would to heaven I could." " 'Trifles light as air are to the jealous? confirmations strong as holy writ,' " 6he quoted, in her sweet, beguiling voice. "I am not jealous," I exclaimed, hotly. "Then let me substitute 'suspicious.' " "Of whom should I be jealous?" I asked, with pointed meaning in my tone. "Of^? Dr. Gascoigne. for example?" She laughed. It siruck me as scarcely natural, that little silvery laugh. "Perhaps?with more reason?of j'our friend, Mr. Hawks, with whom you left your wife alone all day. Are you aware how your iriend amuued himself?and her? No? Mr. Hawks has a handsome pair of dueling pistols?toys, he calls them. He has been teaching Mrs. Dudley j to shoot with them." | _"Tb_is js altogether besidejthe question, is - v.* vt < !<? ' :y,uxy ^ V Miss Lynton. It remains for yon to decide whether or not I am to start for Leicestershire to-morrow. I await that decision now." "Mr. Dudley," 6he said, speaking slowly and with the utmost composure of manner, "if you are bent on this journey I hare no power to stop you. But?you know best how you will account to?your wife for taking such a 6tep." "I have thought over all that," I answered, impatiently. "Hawks is leaving in the morning. I go with him, and shall be absent three davs." M V : .V*-1 T ;11 A11U JJULULUg llittl X uuil ou_) n ui uswi. you?" "Yes. If you tell me " "I have nothing to tell von." She spoke with studied coldness, and, drawing her warm, white wrap closer round ner, ene made a slight gesture oT dismissal with her hand and turned away. "Edna!" I cried, "Edna! Have tou no pity for me?" And rash fool, madman tl^at I was, I attempted to seize her hand. But the next moment I drew back rebuked, before the look of mute tenderness and love that shone out of her dear eyes. I oonld have fallen on my knees to ask to be forgiven. "Go on," 6he gasped. And without rnintkor rrnr/1 nr crlnnp.A T left the loom. I had vowed not to see my wife again nntil the mystery was solved. It waB impossible, however, to act up to this determination without exciting her suspicions. Going to her door, therefore, I opened it softly and looked in. She slept. This was well. I would not disturb her Blumbers. Closing the door .noiselessly as I had opened it, I Bought my own dressing-room, where I spent the night. [TO BE CONTINUED. I Chilean Beauties. While the general thought of to-day in regard to Chile has a bellicose tendency, it is pleasant to turn to a more peaceful subject in connection with the little republic. It matters1 not how rough the heart of man may be, he is generally susceptible to beauty, and thoughts of a more gentle conquest may reign when we forget the men in the contemplation of the women of Chile. The races of the North, who are for the most part fair, are prone to acknowledge the beauty of their dark-eyed Southern sisters. The standard of beauty may not be so high? that is, it may lack the regularity of feature that is so charming, the classic simplicity which possesses a grace of its own?but the women of the warmer lati~ 4. xl. -A tudes have a certain coquetry tuat is more or less irresistible. Especially so is it in the case of the Creole and Spanish types which are found in Chile. The women all affect the black shawl, or manta, and this is the regulation morning and church attire, no woman ever going to mass without this simple wrap. Some travelers go so far as to assert that it is this manta which lends so much charm to tke wearer, and makes her atcractive, while without it she might not Teceive a second glance. This may be true; but no matter how beautiful Carmen might be, there would be something lost throughout the entire opera did she not wear her manta. Those who have seen Carmen can appreciate the charm of the women of Chile, in whose veins ruus the Spanish blood. There is coquetry in every motion, suggestive of sly exchange of notes-at the church porch, under the eyes of the watchful duenna. In Chile, however, the women do not suffer the tiresome chaperonage that is undergone 1? c?v??>ioK eicforo hnl: nprh<ms uy tilUir oyauion f L that is one of the advantages of a republic. Why, they even have women as street-car conductors, but it must be said that the manta does not play a part in the collection of fare3, which is commonplace under any circumstances. The women were put on during the war with Peru, when men were scarce, and all needed at the front. These conductors, however, are many of them very attract tive, and the youth of Valparaiso is not inclined to fit inside the car while a pretty young woman stands on theoutef platform. The Saxon type is not uncommon in Chile, but one cannot recon cile the idea of their special dress under such circumstances, and the best examples of Chilean beauty arc distinctive. ?Harcer's Weekly. Au Odd Fpcnlty. There is no individuality in a diamond. Take it from the setting with which you have growa familiar, place it among a number of other stcnes of the same size, and the chances are a hundred to one that you will not be able to pick it out asfain. Despite this fact, there are some men, long accustomed to the handling oi precious stones, who can remember and recall one of them as though it were a human face. A curious instance, illustrating this odd faculty transpired in the office of a Maiden lane jeweler last Thursday. Years ago a now famous American comedian went to Australia and played a lengthy and successful engagement in that country. Just before he Bailed homeward Dan Maguire, a manager well known in Melbourne in those days, pre. sented him with a handsome diamond shirtstud as a souvenir of the numerous pleasant hours that they had passed together during his visit. The comedian wore the jewel for a time after his arrir?l here and finally tzavc it to a boy. one of his distant relatives, for a Christmas gift after it had been reset as a ring. Las Thursday the boy, now grown to be a strapping young man, took the ring to the Maiden lane jeweler to have it repaired, and handed it over to a desiccated and gray haired little Englishman who stood behind the Bhowcase. He locked lon? and steadily at the stone, and a reminiscent smile curved his colorless lip9. "Young man," he said, "when you were rather smaller by very long odds than you are now, I sold that diamond to Dan Maguire in Melbourne, Australia, and he gave it to some Yankee actor." The owner of the gem, knowing its history, was astounded. When asked to explain how he remembered it, the Englishman could not, and laid his ability to do so to some mysterioiw instinct. "I've been a jeweler all my life," he remarked, "and have owned my own store three times. I think that, witaout boasting, I can recognize every diamond of eveiv size that I have ever handled during tuat period, though how I manage to do it is as much a mystery to me as it is to anybody else. I have met with other jewelers who have the same faculty, but, like me, they can't explain it." ?New York Commercial Advertiser. Though vour friends tell you that their latch-string is always out, we have noticed that if you call on them unexpectedly, you will get little else for your dinner but apologies. : 1.... ' & L& . . t t. . -i f JACK'S JOLLITL HOW HOLIDAY9 ARE SPENT ON THE WATER. Antics of the Jolly Sailors on a Man-of-War?Catch inff the Greasy Pig?A Visit From Neptune. Sfcv MONG the many | jjrttntics cut on legal .ig^^Y holidays aboard .lLi?g^ay | %||/ship these, ac- j the Atlanta Constitution, are the '3' most prominent. o'i5 ' Wnllrin rr a crpflST boom rigged out from the ship's side and the prize at the out board end. The first to venture know that they are sure to go overboard, still they go. They brace up, like a man trying to convince his wife he can walk a seam, make a brave start and in a twinkling are flouncing in the water to the great delight of the spectators. The second and third suffer alike and sometimes as many as twenty will take a swim before the greeze is worn off two-thirds of the way to the prize. The. winner gets the greatest applause and he is lucky if he misses riding a spar (rail). The greasy pole to climb is another snort, but a renetition of the same thing I J 1 V/ with no ducking in it. But catching the greasy pig takes the cake. The little fellow is shaved perfectly smooth and greased so thoroughly that a fly would slip and break his neck if he lighted on him. A competitor is chosen from each 4<mes9" to join in the chase. Each competitor put on his oldest fllla Vno nnnlrotc Tunt.h tn enable him to grapple with the victim, and takes his stand in the row. At a signal the pig is turned out, frightened until he ruus like the wind, and the chase commences. Round they go, over and undei obstacle, clawing and scratching with sandy hands at the little rascal as he dodges under this and behind that. The scramble is worse than a game of football, and between the shrieks of laughter, cheers of encouragement and the melodious notes of theswinette there is a noise sufficient to wake the dead. The race continues until pursuer and pursued are exhausted, and the pig is given to the one who is man enough to take it from the others. The mess gets the benefit. The most exciting games are the boat ' fonoa Dn? ^moDo" will MPO TinfK a Tin th or for a sack of floui or potatoes, or any- ' thing else edible, as a stake. The race is conducted with as much pomp as 1 though the championship of the world depended upon it, and the lookers-on 1 are cheering and urging them on like ^ A?; V3~^ ! CHASINO THE PIG. 1 f there were thousands of dollars on the c race. The men in the boats work with c a vengeance, too, for not only to the vie- I * ' M_ I L XTL - ~ ? I ? tor Deiongs cne spoils, out iu iue uuu- a quered belongs the hootings. The race is more to compare muscle than to win the "spuds." One race is sure to bring on an argument that ends in another,and so on until every "mess" has had a 1 round, .and the championship of the 8 crew is settled on some one boat's crew, which championship is held until the next holiday, when they will have to !j mnnfnllv fn rofoin if ' rruiu uiauiunj ivxuiu iv? The evenings are closed by all hands c assembling fo'd under the fo'cVl and singing the songs so pleasing to a sailor's ears. But for a song to be properly ap- 8 predated it must have a long, soul-stirring chorus, in. which all hands can join ?one that has a harmonious blending of all the parts, and then it is entered into with a vim that makes the welkin ring. As the songs grow tiresome the yarns spring up?yarns that to a lubber would seem ridiculous, but to a sailor sacredly true. Such as the forsaking of a ship by rata, the heedlessness of the crew that stay Ky her, regardless of the forewarning by the rats; the ship sails and is never heard of again. Try to talk them out of it, that the rats,leaving had noth- . ing to do witb tne Joss ot tne vessei,auu | you would be laughed at. When a vessel is southbound to cross r the equator those aboard who have never s crossed the line, see and go through a . nnutical festivity of the oldest standiug. The custom is carried out to the fullest exsreme aboard a man-of-war. It is about as follows: One of the oldest salts aboard is ( secretly chosen as Neptune, and on the j c evening before the line is to be crossed, ' I be conceals himself away for'rd under I c ? I m the bowsprit ana nans me vessel as though from the deep: "Ship ahoy!" "Hello!" lrom the officer of the deck. 41 What 9hipis that?" "The U. S. S?" "Back your main hard and heave to, i I am going to board you." "VVhereupou he comes on deck with his wife and clerk, all dripping with water, as though just from the bottom of J the briny deep. The clerk carries a mailbag which j [ contains the certificates of membership IJ of the 'Royal Sons of Neptune," which are given to every one aboard who has c crossed the line before. Every one who does not receive one of these certificates j has to be initiated on the following day ( into membership of the Royal Sons. Those who do receive them are given some station for the exercises j ? to act as policemen,. guards- t men, pilots, lookout and barber. On the following morning Neptune takes complete control of the ship, s puts his lookout at the masthead and the ( course is laid to the coming of the pilot. All of his subjects array themselves in long white robes made of canvass or anything else convenient, march around the father of the waters, and pay him homage. A pool is arranged near the feet of Neptune and by tucking up the corners of a large sail and filling the bag part of the sheet with water a person of medium height would be covered to the breast when in the water. Several of the members act as seadogs, and flounce around with delight in this improvised * Pk? 1 pool, uirectiy uy me puui i? piaucu the barber chair, constructed so that the seat of it is a little higher than the pool sail. "When everything is in readiness the masthead lookout sings out: WALKIXG THE GREASY BOOM. "Line oh!" "Where away?" "A ihip's length ahead, sir." "Cut it." Ay, ay, sir." Some one runs up to the bow, and, with, a sheath knife, severs the imaginary ine, and the ship glides over the equator. The policemen are ordered to bring every >ne who has not a :ertificate before the ;hrone, and though they know the cerenony is rough still the uninitiated have ;o come. To conceal themselves is im. aossible; if in the hold thej are dragged >ut and beaten before the judge supreme Evith stuffed clubs. If aloft even to the :ruce he is hauled down without cerenonv, though sometimes he gives the loppers a lively chase through the rigjing. The "greenies" are marched in ine before the judge, and the cercmony Degins. Neptune?"My son, have you ever before entered my sacred domain?" First Victim?"No, sir."(for if he lies ibout it he is caught.) Neptune?"Do you desire to become a member of my royal family?" First Victim?"You do me too much honor." Neptune?"My sons, take him; make him as yourselves." He is seized, placed in the barber's ;hair aad prepared for a shave. The lather is made of molasses, tar, flour and grease which is bountifully applied, and the barber wielding a great tin razor lbout two feet long gracefully scrapes iim and turns him over to the assistants, who turn him over to the seadogs, svaiting just behind, by hoisting his feet led giving a shove. Into the pool he joes head first and the dogs keep him in the salt water with constant ducking until he is a proper salt. He is taken out, jiven the right hand of fellowship and join3 in the initiation of the other unfortunates. Everv one has it to endure. ;ven to the officers, unless they pay their tooting by a bountiful treat to the revelire. This ceremony sometimes occupies a mlf a day, according to the number of nen aboard, who never crossed before. i there is a band aboard they pay their ooting by furnishing music duriug the intire time, and at close all hands are ^lled to muster, and the newly initiated >rothers are given their certificates as a afeguard against the future. An Historic Old House. A little Italian grocery and lodginglouse stands at the corner of Jamaica .venue and Broadway, Brookljn, N. Y. It was in that building, with its [uaint old Dutch architecture, then ;nown as the Hunter's Home, that iVashington laid his plans for the battle if Long Island. 4 The house was built by Jacob Bergen, or whooi one of Brooklyn's longest treets is named. It has passed through once Washington's headquarters. i number of widely divergent exleriencea. The present owner bears the loputar name Sarsoparitlo, and it is said ome seventy Italians sleep there nightly. -New York Mail and Express. A Portable Telephone. a f +vin ^1!OPr?ATD une Ol LUC lUCUIUUO Ul mv Scotland) Fire Department has coneived the idea of employing the tele)hone in communicating with head[uarters concerning the progress of a fire,ind consequently each hose-cart is sup)lied with a portable telephone. The nstrument comprises a complete reiciver, transmitter and call-bell, requirng no battery, the communication with he headquarters being made by connect ng the vire witli auy ot tne street nre- j ilanns. The advantage of such a sys- J em is that the headquarters can at all I imes be apprised of the progress of the ire, and should fire break out in another ection of the city it is possible to comnunicate with the engines at the first ire without the uncertainty and loss of ime of employing a messenger.?Philaiclphia Record. The leading jewelers say that the most ashionable finger ring lor men is rue liamond. The South Dakota -wheat crop 'will iveruge at present prices 11,000,000 to inch county. The Moscow (Russia) missionary iocietv numbers 12,000 members and revives $150,000 annually. y ? iS? ' .. ' wmmmmammmmmmmmmmmaamammmmmmmmmmmm HOOK-SWINGING. PROPITIATING A FEROCIOUS HINDOO GODDESS. The Human Victim Swings High in Air by Hooks Attached to a Pole and. Bnried in His Flesh. The Hindoos of the lower caste are V\afnormia in monv /^ncfnma anr? iripaa 1/01 UUl VU? AU 1UUUJ VU9W1M0 UUV* and they have a goddess called Miramal, who, according to her worshipers, must be a most ferocious deity. When plagues afflict the people, this amiable personage is supposed to be angry, and she must needs be propitiated by what is cailed "hook-swinging." This practically amounts to a human sacrifice, and the method of propitiation is described as something terrible. This form of sacrifice was once very common in India, but was stopped through the efforts of an'American missionary, and only lately has it been revived. There is a numerous caste in southern India called the "JS-UlieD, or miei ctutt:, wuu appear iv be no better than savage3 as far as possessing the higher emotions or sentiments. The country near Madura was suffering not long ago from a severe drought, and they came to the conclusion that Miramal was indulging in a fit of temper, and that only hook-swinging would appease her. From four villages were selected eight men, among whom lots were cast, and a young Kullen, a strong, well built fellow of twenty-flve, was selected as victim. He was taken to the temple, and there, it is conjectured, was drugged to render him insensible to pain. When the day of sacrifice arrived, the young man was brought before a vast multi- i tudc that had congregated to see the exhibition of suffering. A pole about fifty feet in length was fastened midway on a pivot that rested upon a car. Iron hooks had been fastened in the muscles of the victim's back, and the pole was lowered while the hooks were bound to one end. Then tlie other end of the pole was pulled down, and the man swung thirty feet in the air, suspended by the hooks buried in his flesh. A cir-, cle of the pole was made, the victim' swinging with it, and then for one hour and a quarter, while the car was dragged along for nearly a mile, the young man remained suspended. He was thrown to and fro with the jolting of the car, but the hooks remained fast. TinMnfi thin awful firhihitinn. the viclim waved his hands to the people below, and hauling up flowers by a rope, he scattered them among the crowd. When a certain circuit had been made, it was thought that Miramal had been satisfied, and the young man was released from his position, but he still kept the hooks for several hours longer. In this condition he went about among the people collecting money, andjlater on was taKen to the temple, where the hooks were removed. This is the first time in many years that the ceremony has been gone through; but counting upon another outburst from their goddess, it has been declared that the custom will now be celebrated annually. The representatives of her Imperial Majesty had been duly warned that the ofdeal would take place; an answer was given that they could not interfere "as the suffering was voluntary." And yet they stopped the Juggernaut practices i I notso many years ago.?Harper's Weekly ' mm Discipline in All Things. Tkn ilitpndpnpp rif f.ho wAltsi amonfr of ficers of the guard in Potsdam and Berlin has moved Emperor "William II. to admonish commanders of the "society" regiments that officers who cannot dance well will be excluded hereafter from court balls. Officers' waltzing has been William's hobby ever sinco he came out of small clothes, and when merely Princsr William of Prussia he made himself pretty generally disliked in Potsdam by informing several Lieutenants and Captains that if they could not waltz with-; out stumbling or colliding they might better stay off the floor. When several officers who had been adcressed thus sulked in the corners or on the promeno/?/io V>3 r)n/>]ara.4 t.Vmfc thnas whn wouldn't or wouldn't dance should remain in the officers' casino. The Emperor, it is said, has taken his cue in this respoct from the old Prince Karl of Prussia,who not only walked about in the ballroom criticising the men's dancing, but several times sent home officers for stepping cn their partner's trains. The result of the Emperor's order to the guard commanders has been the revival of the?waltz drills, through which 'the older officers used to prepare their inexperienced comrades for appearance j at court balls. At these drills the young men laid aside their arms, put on their full dress uniforms, and were let loose ibefore competent judges in the billiard room of the casino. Ths novices were compelled to spin without partners among the tables until they proved to ,the satisfaction of the Colonels that they I could guide and circulate well enough to render it certain that they would not disgrace their regiments in the ballroom. ?New York Sun. Truffle Farming. It is announced on the authority ol official figures that the value of the truffles rooted up last year by pig and dog in France were assessed at $3,000,000, although, of course, this does not include the large quantity of which no account was rendered by poachers and other unrecognized collectors. At first hand $1 a pound is the price at which the truffles were valued, while tne ransom they fetched in towns was fully twice as much. What they are worth m London it is not possible for gourments to learn; but even in Italy?a truffle country?the black species is often sold for ?2.50. It is clear that truffle farosing is profitable, nearly half the French export ?namely, 205,000 pounds?goes to Englaud. There was a time when truffle gathering was a common .trade on the Sussex and Wiltshire downs in England.' Yet it is now a lo3t art.?New York liecorder. A Pretty Bi? Stone. An enormous boulder, said to be the largest ever moved in railroad construction, was excavatcd recently on the line of the Mexican Southern Railway. It was 120 feet in height and measured 1000 cubic metres. The laborers cleared as much earth from under and around it as possible, and then six dynamite cart-| ridges were placed under it and exploded/ bin succession. The sixth explosion r tumbled the boulder to onejjide, chipped | it some, and mo?ed it out of the way. I*?*--.*-*./ ~wm UNSEEN FRIENDS. How many are the friends we do sot see Nor hear, as thro* the open door they command go, ^ With voices full of wondrous melody And footsteps soft as sunshine, tr and froj We cannot touch their hands, yet they ar^ near, 4 Our lips are impotent their language tdj repeat, -j Their smiles beguile us not, we see no tear J nor wane tneir way aaowa tats ixij>cwy street. They lead us it were with silken bond. 1 They bend above with yearning tender" ness, * j The songs they sing are breaths of memory fond And glint of heaven adorns their shining dress. By day, by night, in waiting hope or pain,! When the starved lip3 so long for onel. caress, These friends, whoe'er they be, unsight, unseen, With joy upraise their willing hands bless. And when toward home the soul return^ alone, ra And the drawn sob of parting wets th^^H wearied eye, 99 We hear a mellow murmur in the undertone; That bids the heart look into golden sky. ?P. C. Huntington, in Chicago Post; Hh PITH AND_ POINT. I Looks like sixty?LX.?Life. jM The record's wail ? "I'm broke IB ? glf again.' K 41 Hard times along the border''?Hem- H ming by hand.?Pack. em In spite of all news items to the con* B trary, the oldest inhabitant is never B dead.?Puck. B One of the most difficult things to da H is to make a dimple of a wrinkle.-?* H Galveston News. H A good many men are more interested B in having work than poverty abolished* B ?Texas Sittings. ; B The person possessed of an idle en* B rioaitv has a curiosity that is never idle,; fl ?Bostnn Transcript. The shopping woman may be a trifle shop-worn, bat there's no discount ozt her.?Philadelphia Record. "Oh, mamma, why does the preached always say 'lastly' in the middle of huf sermon!"?Galveston News. There's many a man who would ran/ away if he did not have to take himself along.?Indianapolis Journal. An Irish philosopher says that if we do not strive for that which is oat of oar reach we will never get it.?Puck. The tramp has reached the hay-day of his prosperity when he is allowed ta ! sleep in the bam.?Texas Siftings. She spent two years in learning how To trim herself a bonnet, ??U<vr? eVio marriaH In I af)A nnfc i JLJUU UUOU ouv mot * ?w^ *w WMV _ A milliner upon it. W ?Cloak Review. ' S When a man is negative and bis wife is very positive, a lively battery in the family is a natural incident.?Boston H Post. I A woman delights in a speakin? ac-; I quaintance, especially if sbe is permitted fl to do most of tbe speaking. ?Binghamton Republican. Tbe otber iellow is always getting off the good tbing we were just on tbe point of tossing to a benighted world.? Boston Journal. I The man who has tco much self-respect \{ to marry for money, will often re3ort to' pretty slippery tactics in a business trans-' action.?Puck. There are two kinds of dogs, the good, kind which belongs to yourself and the worthless cur that is kept by your neighbor.?Boston Transcript. s A man is like a postage stamp. When he is badly stuck on himself, as it were, be is not worth two cents for any prac tical use.?Chicago Tribune. George Eliot says. The man who I trusts a friend educates him. Sat the truster often gets the most experimental B knowledge.?Columbu3 Post. fl Tramp (beginning)?"IVe seen tetter! I days." Citizen?"Yes, indeed. 60. I have I. Nasty day, isu'ff it? Hope it; will clear off soon."?Yankee Blade. H The woman you would call a poem is I I not the woman you would call in the morning to kindle the breakfast fire and fry the flapjacks.?Richmond Recorder. I They went a-riding?in due course ? He told his passion with much vim? How gracetully she sac her horse; How gracefully she sat on him! ^ Rider and Driver/ Mr. Neer?"What ougnt we 10 ?o^ " Doctor, as a community, ia order to? er?meet the grip?" Dr. Blunt?"Don't meet it, my dear sir. Avoid it."-^Chicago Tribune. I The discovery of the grip bacillcs bears about the same relation to the cure of the disease that the discovory of s^'clew" does to the capture of a criminal.?Indianapolis Journal. "Only love me a little bit and I will be your faithful, willing slave." "But where is the fun in that? What a girl really enjoys is managing an unwilling slave."?Indianapolis Journal. Room at the Top: He?"I don't see what people keep dairies for; I can keep all my affairs in my head." "She? "That's a good way, too; but not every one has the room."?New York Sun. Filkins?"Dr. Killum has paid five visits to our house." Bilkins?"Myl At $10 a visit? That's expensive.n Filkins?"It's only $10. The last four he was after his money."?Brooklyn Life. ? Bullzon?"What'do you think of this oew story they've sprung on tne reading public, that Washington didn't cross the Delaware at Trenton in boats at all, but on a raft?" Bayres?"It sounds like & clumsy kind of?ter--rafter thought."? Chicago Tribune. "I suppose, Freddy, you love your , ei?ter very much," said the gentleman I who was paying his addresses to Freddy's I sister." Freddy?4,I love her when j there's fellers around. She's mighty | good to me then, but she is cross as the mischief after they're gons. She's, like a fiddle?she's no good without a beau."' ?Wasp. The railway to Jerusalem will prob_1? '-* ? ? - v ^ A r>A?>f HTKn u*/\rlra auiy UC UpCU Uj apiu UCAla A AA\, nvitw M were somewhat delayed by torrential B rains.but now advance rapidly. I For the first time a woman was natural- I ized in Philadelphia, Penn., recently. She is Miss Louise Kellner.of the Habce- I man College, and a German by birth. S / ' B