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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?
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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
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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.
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HOUSEHOLD MA1TEKS. H
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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
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