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THE NEW BEAU. BY 0Z1AS MlllsTTSfvnn^ Bally bad a brand-cew beau With pcrfiune hke the toscb fair, And everywhere he chanced to go. You d think the air was posies iherfc He went with her to see her pa Delighted as adventurer. When struck a snag into his jairi Upsetting his nomenclature. Then Sally pulled his jaws npart, And put a kiss between them, wher? It tore a fragment from his heart And dropped bun on a sofa-cbair. There on it6 yielding cushioned Beat Me Bceaicil reaigneu to iimve me ynoai^ When Sally said, "unshoebiR feet," "'Twill do him good his thins to toast.* One shoe released, his waging gear. When "whew," the richness of perfu^ei, The rarest posies all were there; The roses and the chrysanthemums, The other shoe set free its store, When quit the father on the spot, But tally stuck and hung and bore Until tbe feet were getting hot. Then mother reached there, turned him ont? And drove him down the alley, Where lingered he some time about And waited patiently Sally. What makes the man love Sally so? The eager children shouted then. When mother said, "her love, you know," "He's not much worse than other men." Chicago, 111. JANET LEE In the Shadow of the Gallows. BY DAVID LOWRY. CHAPTER XIV. THE FIRST CLEW. The sailor sauntered slowly away from the Globe Inn, like a man who had ample time at his disposal. "So this is Salem," he said to himself. "It's more like Turkey, where a crooked look brings a bastinado, and a word cuts your head off. If this is what the new world comes to in a generation or two, it's best we find no more. The old is kinder to us." He was walking directly toward the old meeting house, when a pelt?a pretty piece of fur hanging at a door?attracted him, when who should pasB that way but Arthur Proctor. He was in a hurry, but the moment he saw the sailor he stopped nd held out a hand cordially, which waB as warmiy uTnepea. "Good-morning, Mr. " "Jones," 6aid the sailor; "I need not ask how the morning finds yon, Mr. Proctor." It's lucky I met yon, for I have a word for yon in private." "That iB the very thonght in my mind," aid Arthur Proctor. "Why, then, we need not be long in coming to business," said the sailor. "Where can we be alone?" "I live hard by?a few steps more. This is mr lodging place. We can be alone here for awhile. Ab he spoke Arthur Proctor led the sailor into the house and passed up-stairs Into an upper room wh re a bed, a chair' and a trunk comprised the sole appointments. Proctor sat down on the trunk and pointed to a chair. "Tni6 is going to a great deal of trouble for nothing, maybe," said the 6ailor; "but I'll make bold to speak to you, now we are alone." "Whatever yen say will go no farther," said Proctor. "If I did not feel sure of that I'd not be here." He pondered, looking at the floor, while Proctor waited his pleasure. At last the laiior looked up. "What was the story about the mnrder of the innkeeper's 6on?" "You mean Daniel Meade's 6on?" The 8 ail or nodded. "Why, that was altogether n bad business. The young fellow was fearful of bis father. *He had quarreled?it was but trifling matter at the worst?and not knowing but the authorities might inquire into it, when he came home he was afraid 2p be Been save by his parents for a time. Then a traveler?a sailor, like yourself?lodged overnight in the inn, and, flee ing in the same room with the eon, was bent on robbing the i?n. There re some think there was a quarrel. The Innkeeper and his wife aver the man waa trying to rob them, when the son awoke. ' and in making hie escape the robber shot the 6on and killed him. "Humph! That might be. too." "You seem to doubt it. Have you any reason to question the parents' statement?" "VftT from it. If the bov was shot and the lodger ran away, sad all pointed as yon Ray, why, that ends it." "That is the story commonly believed." Arthur Proctor looked at the sailor inquiringly. The sailor seemingly had dismissed the subject from his mind. He turned abruptly to Proctor. "Think you Martin Lee is hereabouts?" 'That I cannot tell," said Proctor, cautiously. "It would be strange if he were here and I not hear of it." "You know the Lees well, then?" Arthur Proctor's cheeks reddened. The Bailor, observing hi6 rising color, added jjuickly. "Pardon me. I meant much less than ou have taken out of my question. I have no right to meadle in others' affairs, but seeing what I see, if the wind blows as your looks lead me to think, I'm pleased I chanced upon you. I would do Martin Lee a good turn before I go to Boston." "I do not understand." "That is what I must explain fully. You Bee, it'B like this: Martin Lee don't know I am living. He thinks it best to keep out of harm's way since we fought last. 'Twas all rum at the bottom?all rum. I'll tell you the whole story." The sailor crossed his lees, drew a lone breath, and moving his head very slowly fro in side to side continued: "Martin Lee and me sailed together in the same ship. It happened so by accident. Anyhow we were in the same fo'castle. The last time it happened we hadn't met for years. He was given up for lost ?years. And h6 was. too, but he found himself as I may Bay. Well?to make my story short, last time we sailed was on the ship Eliza. The ship Eliza took him from a Portuguese ship, where be wss belDed iff a wreck somewhere. Bo being old mates, we were mighty glad to see each other. He had some rnra things?very rare things to show me. I have a specimen in my pnrse. Mayhap you might guess what it is." The sailor produced his puree and drew from. the bottom of it a piece of fine leather, which he unrolled carefully, exposing to view a curious-looking 6tone, one side of which sparkled as he passed it to Proctor, who turned it over in his palm indifferently and returned it. *1 never saw such a thing before." "Nor I. But I shouldn't wonder if it would bring a hundred pound or more." "Is it a diamond?" demanded Proctor eagerly. "Thsit's what Martin gave it o me for ?and I never knew him to tell me a lie. He gave it to me as a keepsake to buy myeeif a present with, he said. You see? - 1 .1 I V ?.l. wnen we poi asnore?suit) itun buuuu i?u^u of as, and the Bhip at the bottom, and many A brave fellow with her?we were main glad. That was nature. Well, we turned to, and called for the best that was going. That was nature, too. Think what via bad come through since we had parted. Well, 'twas selfish like for me to eo n one at it, so I"hd a friend, and he found a mate, and we imde a day of it and a night, and nnolher day atop of that, and another night. And then we had us much company as 'Jack' ever hat* till his pocket's empty. Whether it was p.anned or use dent or the devil put it in | ub, the frolic "broke np In a fight. I be an ugly customer -with my best friends, they s v, when I'm drunk. Martin Lee and me fought, and someboly?'twas never Martin?cut me with a knife. I was done for then, and when I came to nobody knew augbt of Martin Lee. Xow, seeing how 'twas, 'twas clear to me he would be caught and hanged if I died. When, as X 6ay and yill maintain, 'twas aTI my fault, an* Martin Lee Is" In hiding for a thing lie need not be ashamed of. I have come to set his mind at rest. I'm main sorry it happened with my old mate?the best friend I ever sailed with. So, if you are intimate with John Lee, and can help me get his good will, we must tell Martin Lee there's no longer use for hie hiding." "There is ten times?a thousand times ?more reasons He should conceal himself now than there were before. I have a plan," said Arthur Proctor. He produced a purse and held it toward the sailor. "Was not this in my hand when Daniel Meade was taken with a fit?" "I dare say such as liked could see it." Arthur Proctor reflected. Tom Jones regarded him with a speculative eye. "There is more in this than appears on the face of It. The landlord was like himself until he fell in a fit." "That is for you to say?I must eay I thought him out of sorts from the moment I set eyes on him. I saw him look over another's shoulder at this purse, and then he gave a lond cry, as you heard." "Aye?we all heard him." * - - -?? ii? J j.1 it. 1 ne sniivr mvKeu wonuenugiy ai me young man, then frowned as he thought of his experience in the night. "Why should Daniel Meade be upset at the sight of a purse?" Arthur Proctor asked himself the question, although he uttered it. He was thinking less of the sailor than of circumstances which were slowly shaping themselves in a connected manner in his mind. kEh? Damned if I can make head or tail of it!" said the sailor. "If Martin Lee was really in Globe Inn when the murder was done, why don't the landlord and his wife set to and find him? If they have any clues to work on, why don't they make a cry about it?" "That is what I am wondering at," Proctor answered. "Tell you what, mate, 'tis like they are bidiDg their time to spring on him. What think yoti?" "I was thinking," said Proctor, like one awaking from a dream, "how we oan best get at the bottom of this business." "Mayhap I can help you. I promised I'd say nothing, but 1 am not sure I did right in promising. Leastways, there's no harm in telling yon." Here the sailoc related what befell him through the night. A6 he described the approach of the landlord of Globe Inn to his bedside. and the thruBt with the knife, the sudden appearance of Grizzle, and the returning consciousness of the landlord, Arthur Proctor listened spellbound. "This is a strange tale," he said, as the Bailor concluded. " 'Tis the hand of Providence." He was unconsciously forming in his mind a theory that was to lead to startling results. "This is a delicate?a very dangerous business for Martin Lee, for you and me, and the landlord and Grizzle Meade, his wife, if we make any mistake. This is plainly a hanging matter." "Tell me what I can do. You'll find me ready." Arthur Proctor pondered long in silence, sighed deeply, and said: "I have a plan. But first of all, we must take my uncle into our confidence." "I see no wrong in that." The day was well advanced when these three entered Globe Inn. Grizzle Meade looked sharply at them as they seated themselves and called for wine, which they drank 6lowly, like men who relished it, They talked of the weather, of taxes, the Indian wars, of everything but witchcraft, until the landlord entered. The callers were few. One customer rode away from the inn, and a wagon aprnni *-i rr 4-ftA j^lUCkbUWU, OCCIU^ TTU1VM VMV aWMMAVAM went out of doors. It did not escape the eyes of the customers that the moment Daniel Meade left the doorway Grizzle Meade re-entered, and stood looking out after her husband. Then Proctor's uncle, Abner Bain, suddenly stooped and holding up a purse, tne same that Proctor had exposed the night before, said: "Daniel Meade had best look to his Surse, or less honest people may find it, [i6tress Meade." At sight of the purse Grizzle Mende turned deadly pale, but she answered quickly: 'Tis not my husband's, nor never was. I never 6aw it before." Abner Bain made no answer, but sipped his wine. The wagon, which had Btopped, rolled on, Grizzle withdrew, and Daniel Meade re-entered. As he entered Abner Bain spoke, holding out the purse: "Hast ever seen a purse like this in the hands of a custom?r?" Grizzle Meade peered in at the door as her husband looked at the purBe. "I found it lying on the floor." The landlord Teached out a hand quickly, then ob quickly withdrew it " 'Tis not mine?found it, say you? On the floor? 'Tis the same as your friend carries. If it tie notTro.lofslTTnowliot whose it may be." "And that be so, I may keep it until the owner calls for it." Daniel Meade made no reply, and soon afterward the three took their departure. "Did you see how pale she waB?" said the sailor, whose eves were keen, when they were on the road again. "And I remarked how he held out a hand ?until he bethoughht himself," said Abner Bain! "This purse," Raid Troc'or, 6haking it, "will help to hang thee, Daniel Meade." CHAPTER XV. THE SHADOW OF THE GALLOWS. When they were alone Grizzle Meade looked at her husband. Daniel Meade returned her look with one of wonder. "Well, is there anything wrong?" Grizzle still stared at him in silence. Her anger was smoldering, and now her wrath found full tongue. "Do you want to hang us both? What did you do w.th the purse? Did I not charge you to let nobody see it? But you have had your own way?and it's taking us to the gallows. We may both prepare for the time that's coming, and the rope. I feel it round my neck even now. This all comes, Daniel Meade, of your folly and wrong-headedness." The landlord of Globe Inn mustered up sufficient courage to demand an explanation. "Tell me what I have done. Grizzle," "Done!" Grizzle shrieked. "Did you not give entertainment just now to the men who will hang you? Did not one of them show me a pursue and tell me yon dropped it?the very purse I warned you to bury?to put where mortal never could see it?" "Who said I dropped it?" "Who? 'Twas one who is too keon for ub, be sure. 'Twas Arthur Proctor's uncle, Abner Baine, a likely rnau, and well-todo." "And what 6aid he, Grizzle?" The landlord of Globe Inn rubbed his hands together nervously. Grizzle looked at him with scorn in her*face. " 'Tie little matter what he said. He held the purse out to catch my eye, and . said'twaB your6." "And what answer did you make'" "I said 'twas never yours. * "What more?what more?" "Be sure I bad my wits about me. I said 'twas cot like anv purse you ever had?I eaiil I never looked on its like before. " The landlord of Globe Inn clutched at a table ne.ir him, and steadied himself. "If we hang?Grizzle?'tis?you?jour ?tongue?lianas us?" "How? What mean you?" "I?I " Daniel Meade gasped, and would have fallen, but Grizzle jan and j poured "51m a glaBs oT liquor, w"Mch he gulped down at a draught. "1 see?I see it all now!" exclaimed Grizzle, wringing her hands. "Oh, ruan? mnn! where were thy wits? Surely we both shall hang for thi6 folly!" "Yes?we are done for now, Grizzle. We may as well confess and done with it." "Confess! Never!" Grizzle Meade straightened herself. "They may hang me?make me confess, they never will! 'Tin not in their cower!" " 'Tis useless to deny it." "Aye?craven spirit that thou art! There iB nothing gained by fenr. Everything is to be hoped by keeping up a stoat heart. Though you should confess a thousand times, I'll deny it with my last breath. You know me well. Mark my worUs! Leave fhls to me, nnd hereafter hold thy peace, since thou cans't not mend matters." So saying, Grizzle Meade pointed to an inner door, and the landlord of the Globe Inn paased through it, leaving her to stand between him and the world he j dreaded. CHAPTER XVI. JANET BEFO-KE THE JUDGES, Of all the strange and striking scenes witnessed In the Meeting House in Salem in those perilous days, none excited more interest than the examination of Janet Lee. The crowd that gathered inside and outside the Meeting House expressed amazement at the self-possession she displayed. Deputy Governor Thomas Danforth, with a magistrate on either Bide of him. presided. His preliminary remarks were brief. They were to the effect that the prisoner, and her friends, as well as all present, were fully advised of the nature of the offense with which she was eharged. It was sufficient to say she was charged with witchcraft. "When Governor Danforth concluded, and the Sheriff told Janet Lee to stand up, heads were twisted and elevated; everybody stood-on tip-toe to look at her. Janet returned their looks with a composure that excited nervous comments.l rn V ^ ? l..,4 i uere wu%, uuwcvcf, uut uud ocuumcui when her father and mother entered. All sympathized with them. When Governor Danforth ordered the witnesses to be called, perfect silence ensued. Marshal Hobbs called upon Ezra Easty to come forward. Before Ezra had time to comply, John Lee rose, and in a load, clear voice, asked: "Who brings this charge against my daughter?" . "That will be made known in dne season," one of the magistrates replied, "let the witness be sworn." A murmur arose as Ezra Easty stepped forward. Before the Sheriff could administer the oath, Arthur Proctor aRked: "Is it customary to proceed without bringing the accused and the accuser ftioe to face?" "Who is that young man?" Gov. Danforth looked from one to the other, but no one answered, whereupon Arthur Proctor replied: "A friend of the accused and a lover of justice, ily name is Arthur Proctor." "It were well for the accused you held mo/?a n ooi/1 tianfnwli opvataiv. These proceedings must be guided by the necessities of the cases brought before us. Let the witness be sworn." Ezra, when duly sworn, trembled. His face flushed. The flush deepened when he spoke in answer to the first question. "EzsaEasty, what do you Know concerning this matter?" He looked at the floor as he replied: "I know I met Janet Lee on Will's Hill last night. It waB not ao dark but I could hear her, and feel her when she struck me, and tore herself away from my grasp." "Did you speak to her?" "I called out and taxed her with coming >here. Then Hook hoi? of her and all at once I was tossed aside like a feather, end was alone. ~ fcWhy did yon go to Will's Etll?" "As Ann Bigger can pro??, I followed her to make sure whether she carried tbe bread and milk she took from her father's bouse. Her mother said Ann and me Btole them. I followed her after prayers, as Ann Bigger will bear me out, after we Saw her take the cakes." "Janet Lee," said Governor Danforth, *you have heard the witness. Yoa have admitted the neckerchief hs took from the person he found on Will's Hill it yours. John Lee, have you anything to ask the witness?" John Lee shook his hend. "Whatever I may have to say is as well nnsaid for the present. What wonld it profit us?" "I think it would be well to give him time to make answer," said Giles Ellis. "That is impossible," answered one of the magistrates. "We cannot delay these proceeding. It' nobody makes answer, v? will take the testimony and pass on it after due consideration. [TO BE CONTINUED. 1 SaTed by an Undecided Man. *I wa3 one of the party of eight held up by a lone highwayman," said P. J. Marlin, a bridge contractor. "I was traveling by stage in Montana. The party consisted of two army officers, a speculator, four miners, and myself. The. stage had been held up frequently, so we all went fixed for trouble. Every man had a brace of six shooters, and we were just aching to have the road agents tackle us; at least we talked that way. "We ' 1 nnAn inon commented very uuiavumuij ujjuu >Uv. who yielded to the demands of the freebooters without a struggle, and promised them a warm time if they tackled us. One man had little to say. He was the speculator, a red-headed man, with a squint. Finally one of the army officers asked him what be would do if the robbers attacked us, and he replied that he did not know. "As we swung round a sharp bend in the road the stage pulled up with a jerk, tha driver threw up his hands, and almost before we knew it we were looking into the barrel of a Winchester. Well, sir, that lone robber marched us out and stood us up in line, with our hands above our heads. Then he threw each man a small sack, and made him pull it over his head. We all complied but one. The red-headed speculator pulled his gun and shot the bandit so full of holes that he died before he could touch the ground. Then he climbed up, knocked the driver off the box, and drove the stage into the next station, with the most crestfallen lot of braggarts aboard that ever wore a gun and neglected to use it."?St. Louis Globe-DemooraL A Swallow Trap. A few such chimneys as that of H. G. Spear, of Lisbon Centre, Mass., would soon mitigate the swallow nuisance. A few days ago Mr. Spcnr built afire in his washroom and presently he heard a great commotion in the chimney. He let the fire go out, ond examining the chimney found a few dead swallows. Reaching into the chimney through the flue he began to pull out swallows. "I believe there are fifty in here," said Mr. Spear. Meanwhile he kept pulling out swallows. Before he got through he took out 320 dead swallows, and quite a number of living birds flew away. The swallows flew in Friday and Saturday. They came in flocks, anrl found one of the big chimneys where they had usually made their home screened against them by the occupants of the house, and they went into this chimney, where they nearly all perished.?Picayune. THE CINGALESE. INTERESTING PEOPLE OK THE BEAUTIFUL ISLE OF CEYLON. Peculiar Make-up of the Chltty Man?Area and Products ot Ceylon ? A Curious Type of Lile. ' EYLON, the "Bcau/ tiful Isle," is to be n represented at the mil w Worlds Fair, and it \J) 18 ^asyto predict that s^e 8en(* a and valuable contribution from the great wealth and variety of natural products for which she is far iameu. flu' none 01 these will give a true idea of the beauty and richness of the cinnamon island, nestled under the cloudlcss skies of the east on the border of the blue Indian Occan. There, with abackground of feathery palms and spreading banyan trees, where the variegated LAKE OP KAJ plumage of the peacock mingles with the verdure of the fairest flowering shrubs in the world lies the island made familiar to our childish memories by a couplet from Bishop Berber's famous hymn: 'What though the epicv breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's "isle!" The magnificent harbor of Trincomalee, on the east coast of Ceylon, is considered one of the safest and finest harbors in the world, but it is too far from the centre of commerce for octivo service. It is the most important British aval station in the Indian seas, and for that Teason the admiralty has built a (jSBmS, dock yard there. Merchantmen and men-of* vrar are always in port, going or coming, while funny n&tive f^X f\canoes and boata with IImi ry* 4 '?/theirquaint outriggers tiffll - :l S / Pi? between them Pyi- ?l Jll Belling their wares to "steamer fools," as MmM|s/ Vj\ they call travelers, rr;iV *// adding, however, 1 I cbo5ce exPlctives of I? , I their own. These 111SM \ it I tle 1)0815 are 11111 by tH IV* ff aQ arrangement of h f \ II paddles which is . ' \ I -worked by man power. ^.y \ * They carry fruits, vegJ) etables, fish and artiSLJLif ; -es?of -dai--?com ' r-m iLit;i<_e, us wen tta a collection of curios chittt mas. with which the burghers and Moormen are always well supplied. These Datives of Ceylon make a fine distinction in drawing the caste lines, the lull-blooded Cingalese being far superior in position to his half-caste brother, while the lower caste, such as the cinnamon peelers and the Challias, are so despised that no one belonging to a higher caste will associate with them, or even partake of food which a Challia has prepared. The Chitty men is so called because of his caste, which is derived from his belief in the doctrines of the Roman Catholic Church. His dress is one of the peculiar features of the island. In addition to the native garment of white cotton, called the cotnboy, he wears an open jacket under which there is no other garment, and a remarkable hat of black velvet which is high and projects like a woman's, ana immense circular earrings rest upon his shoulders. These rings are studded with fine jewels. The Chinese umbrella is carried in his hand for effect and his feet are bare. Ceylon's extreme length is 271 miles, its width 137 miles, and its area, ineluding all attached islands, is about 26, 000 square miles. A high point of rock rises 7352 feet above the sea level, and is known as Adam's Peak. It is the shrine of Buddha to the Brahmins. On the mountain is set a shrine, which is visited by pilgrims in constant succession. A monastery built on the side of the mountain is richly endowed and maintains the shrine on the peak. There the faithful climb to pray for a happy transmigration of their souls. Colombo, the principal town and seat of government, was named by th t Portuguese in 1518 after their celebrated navigator. Previous lo that it had been named as far back as 496 by King Monncaallonoo. who is credited in their O ' ancient history as having erected warlike defenses. It had then becu called Calamba. Colombo is a garrison town and the presence of European troops makes it a lively place. There is a Government House near which are situated the different military offices. There arc hospitals, museums, libraries, schools, shops, postolfice and dillerent places of worship. It is said that everything that can be purchased in London or Paris can be had in Colombo. r The cinnamon trade, which has enriched so many European commercial house?, was not bc^uu until after the Portuguese had relinquished Colombo to the Dutch, who established a colony in Ceylon in 1040. Old Dutch records show that for more than 100 years the annual revenue from the sale of cinnamon was never less than ?400,000 ster ling. i*'or many years anor me .bngusn obtained possession of the islan?i a cinnamon monopoly was granted to the East India Company for a yearly bonus. This bonus had in 1823 increased from ?60,0UU 'o i'100,000. At this point the right, to th-*: cultivation and sale of cinnamon reverteu to the crown, thereby ; increasing the monopoly to an alarming extent. Finally in 1832 Lord Goderich, an English ambassador, formulated a policy by which this obnoxiou3 monoD oly was abandoned and the cultivation of the shrub permitted to become general. Private enterprise has greatly improved the trade since that period. Coffee began to be cultivated in 1820 and both coffee and tea are now grown on tha island and form staple articles of commerce. The coffee plantations are noted for their beauty of appearance, being amass of silver flowers when in blossom and of red berries when in fruit. The sugar cane is also quite extensively cultivated. The tobacco plant produces a quality of tobacco that is highly appreciated by the natives and is exported in large quantities annually. The cocoanut tree also constitutes a large revenue to the island commerce. The value of the tree is something phenomenal. Thf> trrppn fruit tnol/lo milk of the cocoanut, a fragrant drink, and also a pulpy compound which is eaten greedily by the natives. The ripe fruit is sold whole. It is also used in the manufacture of an oil from which soap is made. The outer husk is used i for material named coir, from which fDY, CEYLOX. mattresses are made, also cordage and matting. The ebony tree, a natural curiosity of the island, with its black foliage and white bark, is in constant demand, as it furnishes a fine wood for carving or decorative work. The ivory trade and pearl fisheries are still sources of large yearly emolument to those engaged in the commcrce. There are precious stones found in Ceyloo, such as amethysts, rubies, cat'seyes?the last the finest in the worldemeralds and sapphires. The Moormen, who are the sellers of trinkets to trar> elere, are familiar with all the tricks of trade and will not hesitate to use frag-' ments of green glass bottles as emeralds, which they impose on unwary steamer visitors. There is an amusing distinction made between the old European residents and newcomers on the island. The former ^ooirmofa^ fKa trollnnra +Vto 1affai*+VlO OA V bUV J^tivnoy kUV IBblrVt vuv greens. To be a "Yellow" signifies a long residence there and a diseased liver, A "Green" is a man who eats fruit after "tiffin," the midday lunch, and does not fear cholera. He will learn in time all the peculiarities of the Indian climate, but by the time he has fairly acquired the knowledge he will be as yellow as a duck's foot. THE RATRAMAHATMEER. The native religion of Ceylon is Bud- I ji..-? -*? in 1 n?,i ! uultm, uut mat ui a iiuciai uhuuuua muu which attaches Christianity to it as a sort of theological lean-to. Kandy, the second town of importance on the islnad, is seventy-two miles distant from Colombo, and was once the capital town. The people are more modern there and the black paper umbrella is superceded by a talapat palm leaf, carried to ward off the burning sun. The Buddhist priests in their yellow robes and shaven heads, have a more imposing presence. This has been the abode of kings and the flavor of royalty still lingers about it. Kandy is likewise a garrison town with fort, citadel and queen's house. Among curious types in Ceylon, there was an individual known as the retramaliatmeer,who was once a power in Kandy as deputy to the dissaves, or commanders of the king's troops. When one of these much uniformed personages went out on bis travels through the provinces he was pieceded by a lesser official who carried a loner *hip imde from the fibers $il ) cf.t;,ok uoat. i of the tnlap?t pa!ra. This whip was constantly flicked to ieb the people know , who was approaching and also to threaten punishment. It was in some measure an instrument of justice and kept the Kandyans in a state of wholesome subjection. The virgin lilies of Ceylon are considered by travelers as beautiful beyond description. They are tall and white, with a delicate flush of pink. They grow profusely on the shores of Trincomalee, among the goat's foot convolvulus which forms a luxuriant carpet for them. On the southern coast of Ceylon scourge of leprosy exists. There is an / : U1 A oajiuui IUI iUCUrauiCB au xicuuam. ^ statue is here erected to the "leper king" Kushta Rajah, a Cingalese king of the twelfth ccntury. Tradition assures us that it was he who introduced the cocoa palm and was cured of leprosy by eating of its fruit. If so, the "tree of blessing'' has lo3t its potency as a leper cure. Ceylon has a population of 3,000,000. ? Detroit Free Press. A Painter Who Paints With His Feet. I see mention made of a Belgian painter, Charles Feler, who stands on a peculiar footing among the limners of of his country. Born without arm3 he T 4. .i 3~f litis IlUb ueaucuuuu tU CAUIUIUU^ mmacn, but has by bard work and natural talent not only kept himself but bis parents in ease and comfort. For some twenty or thirty years Mr. Feler has painted in the galleries at Antwerp and Brussels?I have even seen him at South Kensington and in the Louvre?really clever copies of the old masters with his feet. f have seen many copyists with all their natural members unable to produce as good results a* this artist; and, though doubtless many people buy of him through curiosity or the desire to possess a freak production, the copies are wonderful, considering the obstacles in his way. The first time I saw the painter he was walking up the staircase of the Museum at Brussells, and I saw a thin, rather lanky Belgian before me with his hands, as I oelieved, in his frock coat pockets behind him. I noticed he wore slippers. On arriving at the doors of the gallery, to my astonishment, instead of taking his hands cut of his pockets he slipped off a shoe and lifting his le<r opened the door with his foot. j PELER, THE BELGIAN PAINTER. 1 naturally followed him and was considerable amused when I saw him go up to an easel before a Rubens, seat himself on a chair with a low bacic ana commence his operations. Mr. Feler took off bis bat, bung it on a corner of the easel, settled his canvas, brought out his palette, squeezed his colors and held his brushes and mabl-stick, all with bis feet, which were dressed in silk socks without toes?like a girl's mittens. On talking to him I found him most intelligent, if a little vain of bis ability. When we parted, after I had watched ! him paint, he put down his palette; and then came the bouquet of the entertainment. With one foot he took a card from one vest pocket, with the other a gold pencil from another, and writing his compliments on the card he held he footed it over to me with a grace many a contortionist might envy.?New York Journal. Turning an Old Coffee Mill Into a Work Boj. A clever girl has found an ingenious use for an old coffee mill whose grinding days are over and has converted it into a particularly good work box, which is as ornamental as it is useful. With a sharp chisel and gauge she carved a simple pattern in flat relief on the four sides, the top and the drawer. These she sandpapered perfectly smooth and t? t__j' ;?u v. ? Tn tVio insir^fi of ponsneu wuu uraoa*. ,.u?... the box she put a gathered silk lining, and around the handle made two pincushions, one on ihe lid of the box and the other at the extreme end. The drawer was neatly sandpapered and polished, and served as a receptacle for spools ot thread.?New York Tribune. The Oldest Piece of Music. The most ancient piece of music which is still in existence is called the "Blessing of the Priests,'' and due to the nation which lias produced the greatest number of musical composers of the first-class that the world Las known. This song or chant was sung in the Temple at Jerus.ilem, and is still to be heard in the synagogues in Spain and Portugal. The "Te Deum Laudamus" of St. Gregory the Great dates back to the sixth century.?Rural Collaborator. It is easier for a woman to keep a secret thaD to want tn kep.n it. - & HOUSEHOLD MA1TEKS. H __________ HOW TO MAKE FRENCH HOLL8. Boil four potatoes of ordinary siae^^HM having peeled them first, and mash them up fine in the water in which they were'^^f boiled. Stir the potatoes into a quart HH of flour, adding the usual quantity of yeast. Make the dough thick, as hardHB as it will hold together. In rising, EoftcDS so much that it can just beHH kneaded without sticking. The kneading is an important part of the operation. A quarter of an hour's HH kneading ought to suffice for a small re-H9fl cipe like the one here given. Knead byHfl drawing out one end like a rope, and ^H| rolling the other portion over and over. HH rPl*<fc ? C fVin /3/\iirvVi xiio uujeut ui uitukiug iug uuugu lUiWAH| and stiff to begin with is to avoid putting in flour after the dough is light, for HB the mass softens so much by putting H potatoes in that it will be just right when fermented. After the kneading, put the dough H away to ferment again, and, when H9 light, knead as before. A third knead- H ing still improve? it, but it is not necessarj. No butter should be put in these flflj rolls, or in bread either, as it makes it KH like a short cake in grain, which is precisely what one desires to avoid. Good rolls ought to be puffs of wheat BN flour baked; they ought to tear in shreds HI or strips, have a fibre or grain like the husk of a cocoanut, and a fragrant HI wheat smell; and lastly hare a rather HH tough spring or tear to them, and a hH crackly crust. In form they are round Hfl at the sides and bottom, and this is attained not by rolling them up between ^H| the hands, as many suppose, but from IH the potatoes, and the way in which they Bfl are kneaded. Each roll must be cut off HM of the mass of the dough; that is to say, the dough must not be keaded and thea H shaped into rolls, but must be kneaded HB and put back into the pan again to rise ^H| in a lump. Wheu raised and kneaded H the last time, turn it all out on the board, cut off each roll from the mass without tearing or disturbing it, or even M touching it with the hands (a little prac- ^Dj tice will enable one to do it), and place sD them bentlv in the baking-Dan about an inch apart. After standing a few minutes?say five or six?they will be ready to go into the oven, and ten minutes ought to bake them if they are light. jHfl Before they arc put into the oven they Bfl should be cut down the middle with a knife dripping with melted butter. This prevents the cut sides from coming HB together and makes the cleft clear and BB well defined. As to the trouble involved in the pro- ^9j cess, I leave that to the judgment of H8 housekeepers. At six in the evening we eet our rolls, at nine they are ready to knead. They are left all night to rise BKj again, and the first thing in the morning, before the fire is made, are kneaded again. When they are light, which will HH be in an hour, they are ready to bake.? Vfl Harper's Bazar. . ttjfl SEASONABLE SOUP8. H At this season of the year, writes Mrs. H| E. R. Parker in the Courier-Journal, rich soups are heavy and heating to the aysf*>m And ahnnld not be served on the family table. Many very appetizing BR soups nre made from vegetables and deli- |fl cate meats that will be found wholesome H and nourishing. Cream of Asparagus Soup?Wash & bunch of asparagus, put in a saucepan MB of boiling water, and boil half an hour; take from the water, cut oft the topi, Bfl put them aside until wanted. Put &. quart of milk in a saucepan to boil; press the asparagus stalks through a colander, N| add them to the milk. Rub a tablespoonful of butter and two of flour to- HP gether; stir in the boiling milk, and when thick add the asparagus tops, with salt and pepper to taste. Take up and serve. Bfl Green Pea Soup?Shell half a peck of peas; wash the pods, but in a soup kettle EH and cover with water; boil until tender, H| drain, put the water back in the kettle, put the peas in and let boil until tender; take out a pint and mash the rest through a sieve; put them in the kettle, flM add three pints of milk, let come to a Hfi boil, put the pint of whole peas in: rub H9 two tablespoonfuls of butter in two of flour and stir in the soup, season with chopped parsley, pepper and salt. When m ready to take up add a tablespoooful of sugar and a sprig of mint. mBj Spinach Soup?Take a peck of spinach, steam until tender, rub through a colander, put in a kettle with a quart of KM soup stock, a cup of cream, a tablespoonful of butter, salt and pepper; let boil tea minutes. "When ready to take up drop in a raw egg for c xh person. JuH Serve with dry toast. J Soup Maigre?Prepare a bunch tit celery, a head of lettuce, and a handful EH of parsley; put in a sancepan, cover with HH water, and-stew fifteen minutes; add half a pound of butter and two sliced onions, let cook slow, sift in a tablespoon of four, pour over a gallon of water, season with salt and pepper, let boil slowly, beat the yolks of two eggs, and add with a teacup of walnut catsup. H Egg Soup?Slice two white onions, H| fry brown in butter, add three pints of BO water, and let boil, season with salt and pepper and a teaspoon of sugar, stir un? til the soup thickens, take from the fire, mix in gradually the beaten yolks of four Hi eggs. Serve with sippets of fried bread. Lima Bean Soup?Put a quart of Tfinnrr tender beans in a saucepan, cover J O with boiling water and boil slowly for BB tweuty minutes; drain and presa through MB a colander, put a quart of milk on to boil, add to the beans, rub a tablespoon- HB ful of batter and flour together, add to Hh the soup, stir until thick, put in a pint of Hh white stock, let boil up once and stir ia M the beaten yolks of three eggs. Season BB with pepper and salt. BH Delicate Chicken Soup?Put a well- Rfl grown chicken in a soup kettle with BW three quarts of cold water, let come to a BB boil,skin carefully and let simmer slowly HB until the meat drops off the bones; add MB a slice of onion and a sprig of parsley,let simmer fifteen minutes, strain, return to Bfl the kettle, add half a teacup of rice', let BB boil half an hour and serve. BB Sorrel Soup?Put two tablespoonsful ? r\( l?ntfr>r in n eoiif?f>nan r*n thf* firp" when melted put in a pint of sorrel and stir until heated, add a quart cf soup slock, salt and pepper and boil three H minutes; beat the yolks of three eggs, HH put them in the soup tureen, pour the IB boiling soup over, stirring until mixed. HH Serve with crontins. |Hj The Scotch papers tell of a lacly near Edinburgh who keeps h cat farm and flfffl finds it a profitable speculation. She ^H rears kittens for sale?tortoiseshell, An- HI gcra, Persians and other varieties. Tho H Ujiioiiesiiell ore the mo3t costly. wB ,1