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THE
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Solicited.
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Cashier.
EDGEFIELD, S. C.. fEDNESDAY. JUNE 25. 1902
NO. 26.
I FOR Tor
Outside the apple trees were blac
and silver in the moonlight, and th
daffodils that bordered the path shon
fainty goldern. Inside the two ol
women rocked . and knitted. It ha
been so long since either had spoke:
that the last words seemed like dir
memories of some far distant past
When Martha Whipple brought b*>
chair to a sudden stop, the movemen
had something startling in it. Shi
leaned forward impressively, . hei
round florid face settling into heawj
lines of determination.
"It's borne in on mo to say some
thing to you, Mary," she began. Tv?
set out to. do it more'n once, an' then
I've backed out. " It's jest what every
body's, eayin'. I hope you won't lay
it up against me if I tell you what's
for your own good. It's four years
now since Tom went away, an' three
since he was married, an' he ain't
never come home though he knows
you're a-lookin' for him. ?. I guess there
ain't been a night since he was mar
ried that you ain't lit up the best
room an' opened the front door as if
you thought he an' that city wife of
* ; his might ccme walkin' up the path
any minute1. Sometimes I've got fair
ly ragin' over it. All this time you've
been a-watchin' an' waitin', an' you
have never set eyes on him nor his
wife nor baby. Now I tell you what
it fs: I'd jost make up my mind if I
was you to let it all go. 'Tain't right
for a perfessor to wear herself out
so."
She stopped short, staring at her
friend. The little -old woman nad ris
en to her feet, trembling with excite
ment. "We've been neighbors thirty
i^ars, Martha Whipple," she said,
"but "if you say another word I'll nev
er forgive you ??9 long as you live. 1
guess you had better go. I guess it
would be safer so, an' besides, I've
got considerable to do to-night. I
didn't tell you before, but I'm goin'
down to Tom's to-morrow."
Miss Martha had risen with tragic
indignation, but the news was too
much for her. She turned back in
undisguised amazement.
"For the land's rake, why didn't you
say so?" she exclaimed. "Can't I help
ycu to get ready? How long do you
calculate to stay?"
"I calculate I'll bo gone about'a
week. Being the spring of the year,
. I can't stay longer, for there's the gar
den to see to. I ain't got much to do
to get ready. If you'd feed the cat
once a day-'twouldn't do no good to
bring him over; he wouldn't stay- ,
but I'll leave a saucer on the back ;
porch, an' you can put his milk there." ,
"I will certain," answered Miss j
Martha. She had quite forgotten her s
resentment in the keen relish of j?g? ^
the next day ?he looKea oacK when j
she reached the doorway and bade 4
her neighbor good night. - ]
"Good-night," the elder woman an
swered. Her voice had a curious, half t
frightened tone in it. and her eves -
were full of dismay. She gave a oigu .
cf relief and shut the door; then she j
looked around her, and the look was ,
that of an exile about to leave home ^
forever. 1
"I dunno what made me say it," she (
cried. "I said it before I thought, an' ?
now I've got to go. An' I don't know .
how I can either, with things all start- ^
lng to bloom so pretty. An' Tom
might come too. Supposin' we should ',
pass each other, an' he come while
I'm gone. But I've got to go. Folks
shan't say any such things about Tomi
as if Tom wouldn't be glad to see his
motLer! '*
When morning came, he made her
self a cup of tea before going card
fully over the house for the last time.
Then she dragged her valise out on
the doorstep and locked the front door
behind her.
, When the stage came she walked
steadily down the path between the
daffodils. She looked straight ahead,
but her old face was working pitifully,
and the yellow blossoms- seemed to
dance like flickering lights before her
eyes.
The day was close and sultry, an un
seasonable one for spring. The old
woman sat bolt upright beside her
valise, holding her ticket in her hand
As they left the fresh air of the hills,
the heat became worse. -She grew
faint, and a terribie fear began to
creep over her that she would never
reach the city.
. As they neared the city the train be
gan to be crowded. Presently a lady
stopped beside her and asked if the
seat was engaged. She did not under
stand the phrase; but, obeying a sud
den Instinct for companionship, she
moved her valise..
"You can set here if you* want to,"
she said. "The car's real full now."
The lady thanked her and took tie
seat She was evidently used to trav
eling. The old woman looked at her
.wistfully. Presently she leaned over
^ . and touched her. .
"Is-is Boston very big?" she ask
ed timidly.
The lady glanced at her companion
with a quick smile that changed aa
she saw the worried old face.
- . "It is pretty big," she replied gent
ly. "Are you going there?"
The old woman smiled up at her
eagerly. "Yes," she said, "I thought
I'd go. You see, my boy Tom he mar
ried, an' haven't seen him for four
years. I ain't even seen the baby.
They kept telling me to come, and last'
night I made up my mind to, an' I
up an' started. I hope it won't be
hard to find the place."
"Won't Tom be at the depot to meet
you?" asked the lady indignantly.
The old woman looked up with
quick suspicion. "Of course he would
If he'd *a' known," she answer**! eag
erly. "Tom wa? allus the best boy.
But I couldn't seem to make up my
mind till last night, an' then I
thought I'd surprise them. I picked
a bunch of daffodils for him-he used
to notice daffodils when he was jest
a little fellow-but they're real with-:
** ered now.'.'
The stranger tried to cheer her.
'Tour flowers will freshen in water,"
she said, "and Tom will feel like a
boy again when be sees them. Sup
pose you tell me the address, and ?en
I can put you on the right cars."
FS SAKE, i
"I'd take it real kind of you," an
swered Tom's mother gratefully.
She pulled a piece of paper from
her glove and unfolded it carefully.
The stranger read ic, and her face
cleared.
"That will be easy to find," she said.
It is rig?t on the car line, and the
conductor will put you off very rear
the house if you tell him the number.
There, now, let me take your valise
and put you on the car."
The old woman rose confusedly; the
tnin had rolled into the depot, and
tho sudden change of light and sound
bewildered her. She clutched the
flowers and looked with desperate
eyes across the crowd. Then, before
she realized what had happened, her
friend had put her on a car and said
good-bye. She had never seen a street
car before, and she clung to the seat,
her tired, frightened face, set in lines
of rigid endurance.
'"-Every moment she expected aa ac
cident, and when the conductor helped
her off her first feeling was one of al
most incredulous relief, when sudden
ly she saw the number that she want
ed and darted forward. She was pant
ing with the weight of the valise, but
she did not know lt. She hurried up
the high stone steps and eagerly rang
the bell.
The beil echoed through the house,
but no one came*. She pulled it again
and again, a nervous terror stealing
over her. She must make Tom hear!
Presently a window opened in the next
house, and a girl's pretty face smil
ed down at her.
"Did you want to see Mrs. Has- \
well?" she called. "They went away [
yesterday."
The old woman looked up. Her j
aand dropped from the bell.
"What did you say, dear?" she fal- "
:ered. "I didn't understand. I want !
o see Tom. I'm his mother."
The girl's pretty face softened with 1
mick pity. She left the window and f
.?n down the steps and across to the
?ld woman.
I m so sorry," she said gently. "Do t
ou not understand? They've gone
way. I don'c know when they'll be t
ack. They couldn't tell. Oh, don't t
50k so! Come in our house and rest. s
ou must come. You can't stay here, D
ou know."
* o
The people were very good to her. g
he wanted to go back that night, n
nd they had to cell her over and over 5
lat there was no train before they J
?uld make her nnfffir; I
ie:. .; ? u .. . .- >
i.
Bi
fr? . ?h
too
ti
ie
at
I: u
re' .?ci old self, again,
be girl was delighted at the chang3
ad sat beside her at breakfast, coax- .
lg her to eat, and finally went to the j(
epoc with her and put her on the ^
.ain. When late in the afternoon the
.ain. began climbing up in the hills
nee more, she pushed open the win- ?
ow and breathed the keen air with
sigh of deep content. She had left .',
ie city behind forever. j
The train would reach Holmesburg
bout 7. Four miles before that was
"arrar's, a new station, and between
'arrar's and Holmesburg was a road
iearly all through the woods and not .
euch used except in Summer. She .
iad never been over this road but r
?nee, but she was sure she could find j
he way. Only one or two ether peo
de, strangers to her, left the train at
?'arrar's. That was as she had hop- ?
?d, and she plunged' resolutely- into
he woods. It was a long walk, and
1er valise was heavy for her. As it
rrew dark, too, she began to stumble
m thc road. She had to stop and rest
nore and more frequently, but her re- j
iolution never faltered.
It was 10 o'clock when she finally
-eached the house. She had crept 1
iround through back ways and felt 1
sure she had not been seen. Indeed,
for an hour the lights had been out in
Lho houses. She stood still for a mo
ment, in the sweet, silent night. The
apple trees were all silver in the
moonlight, ?nd the daffodils gleamed
faintly down the path. She unlocked
th? door and dragged in lier valise.
She was home at last.'
For a moment she stood thinking.
Then softly opening the .door she crept
out to the wood pile.- As she was re
turning with- her arms full she stum
bled over an animal / at the door.
Cheeking her exclamation, she lean
ed down. It was her cat purring soft
ly about her feet. With a little cry
of joy she picked him up and carried
him into the house with her. She
made a fire and went busily- to work,
so that by daylight, when she put out
her fire, her breakfast was ready, and
fresh bread and (Sakes were in the
closet. About eight o'clock she heard
Miss Martha come and call the cat.
After she had gone the old woman
took in the milk and gave it to him,
but she did not let him go out-she
wanted some one to talk to.
She was very lonely and oppressed
by a strange sense of unreality. As
she sat behind her closed blinds and
watched the neighbors go by she felt
almost as if she had died and from
another world was looking back up
on her old life. Once the minister
came to the gate, and she heard Miss
Martha call across to him that Miss
Haswell was in the city visiting her
son. A hot flush burned in her cheeks,
and she turned hastily .away.
Monday was the last day of her im
prisonment. At daylight Tuesday she
slipped out of the house with her va
lise and began the journey back to
Farrar's.
The first up train from Boston came
at ten o'clock so that she had several
hours to wait, but she had known that,
and until the station was opened she
sat on the platform outside with stoi
cal patience. When the train came,
she rode the four miles, back tb
Holmesbnrg and then took the stage
tri the house. She drew a long breath
as she walked again up the path be
tween the daffodils. She went in the
front door and began pulling up liva
shades and uncovering all the orna
ments. When Martha came over, she
talked much of the city and of Tom'd
nice neighbors, but little of Tom and
his family. After her visitor had left
she dropped her face in her hands.
"Oh, Lord, I hope I ain't done any
thing dreadful;" she cried, "but I
couldn't let her say anything against
Tom-I couldn't."
She looked very old and tired as she
went feebly about getting supper and
for once she forgot to set open the
front door. She remembered it as she
was going to sit down to her supper,
and she hurried to open it. A
young man was just coming with
springing seeps up the path between
the daffodils-a sturdy young man,
with a yellow haired baby in his arms!
She looked at him absently, but he
ran forward and caught her.
^Mother, mother, don't you know
me" he cried as he hugged and kiss
ed her.
After supper she went over to the
Whipples. Tom sat out under the ap
ple trees, as he used to do years ago,
but Tom's baby was clinging to her
with one dimpled hand, while thc
other was full of daffodils. Miss Mar
tha met her at the gate.
"Well, now I guess you are happy,"
she said. "When I see you come,
thinks L ?"Well that explains it. I
couldn't understand what made Mary
seem so sort o' numb this afternoon,
but now I see. An' mis is Tom's
baby! It certainly does favor him! Do
come in-"
"I've got somethin' to tell you first,"
she said. "I deceived you awfully,
Martha. I was mad because of what
you said about Tom, so I went off in
a hurry, an' when I got to the city the
house was all closed up. Flora's moth
er was taken sick sudden, an' they had
?one there, but I didn't know it then.
Some folks was real good to me and
took me in, an' I came back the next
Jay. I've been livin' in the house ever
since. I thought folks would talk
igainst Tom if they knew it, an' I
vasn't goin' to have it."
She was looking ashamed, yet de
iant. But Martha was blind to all fine
ixpressions. "For tho land's sake,"
toe exclaimed, "you've been living
here all the week!"
"Yes. I got off at Farrar's an' come
hrough the woods. I want you should
ell everybody. 'Twas real wicked of
ae, but I wasn't goin-' to have any
ody talkin' against Tom. He'll come
ver an' see you to-morrow before "ne
oes. but the baby's goin' to stay with
ie all Summer. Flora's mother is real
?ck, and Flora's got to be there, r
lother."
She stopped a moment and then
alight tho child up in a passion of
mderness. Her bright brown eyes
joked with sudden softening over
ae yellow baby head.
"She ain't ever goin' to do such a
ricked thing as her grandmother did,"
ho said.
Then she went silently back be?
ween the rows of daffodils to Tom.
lousehold Companion.
QUAINT AND CURIOUS.
In the Russian town of Jelabuga
here was recently unveiled a monu
nent to a local Joan of Arc. Her
lame was Nadyeshada Andreyevna
)urova, and she died in 18GC, aged
.ighty-thrce. Impelled by patriotism,
;he had, as a young woman, enlisted
n the army and distinguished herself
or bravery.
-/' ,
The somewhat unbelievable news
lomes from thc Klondike that two
petrified ships have been found near
.he head waters of the Porcupine.
Each of .the sb.ips is described as about
3ne hundred feet long, and of ancient
Drigin, being built like the Old vik
ing vessels. The ships are now 4000
[eet above the sea level.
By a great blast at Bonawe Quarry,
In Argyllshire, in which 20,000 pounds
of gunpowder was. used, upwards of a
quarter of ? million tons of granite
were displaced. The mine was driven
into the center of the quarry face for
70 feet, with two arms each reaching
50 feet. It was the first attempt in
any of the granite quarries to pierce
by rock drills and compressed air, and
was carried out in the short time of
ten weeks.
The dwarfs as well as giants aro
caught in the net of compulsory mili
tary service, and the last conscrip
tion in France has brought out a re
cruit of very diminutive size. His
name is Francois Finas; he comes
from Montmelian; his height is 3 feet
3 inches; he weighs only 4 stones 3
pounds; he cannot carry a flag or keep
step with his comrades, but trots after
them as they march through the town.
It remains to bc seen whether the
medical officers will reject this war
rior as unfit.
Tlie bioscope is proving itself to be
an instrument of some value in scien
tific investigation. At Harvard uni
versity Professor Richards and Mr.
Archibald have made a series of in
stantaneous micro-photographs of
growing crystals, their object being to
determine the manner in which crys
tallization begins. With high micro
scopic powers some observers have
thought that they could detect the
formation of minute globules immedi
ately preceding the appearance of cry
stal forms. But the new bioscopic
pictures of forming and growing crys
tals show only crystalline shapes
from the begirining.- They also reveal
the fact that the growth in diameter
in the first second of a crystal's ex
istence ls vastly more rapid than dur
ing the subsequent period, and it is
thought thai this swift growth at the
start is th? cause of a lack of the de
finition which deceives the eye but
not the photographic film
THE
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parts,
lower
SHES now bury St.
Pierre, Martinique,
the modern Pom
peii. It -was thc
largest town and;
the commercial
centre of the
French West In
dies, being well
built and prosper
ous. Its popula
tion was about25,?
The city was divided into two
known ns the upper and the
towns. The lower town was
ransatlnntique, Colonial Bank of Lon- <
ni and the Credit Fonder Colonial. ]
There were sixteen commission mer
?ants, twelve dry goods stores, twen
r-two provision dealers, twenty-six
mi manufacturers, eleven colonial
roduce merchants, four brokers and
vo hardware dealers.
The Island of Martinique has the
imo general characteristics as Its
earest neighbors,.with some peculiar!- .
es of its own. Its extreme length is
bout forty-five miles from northwest
j southeast, and the main pnrt of it
HOW THE ERUPTION WAS CAUSED.
(Water from thc occatn flowed in and met
;he molten mass in the mountain's inte
rior. The Bteam generated thereby, fol
owing the line of least resistance, blew
>f? the top of thc volcano.)
ls in the shape of' an oval with rough
edges, its greatest w-idth being fifteen
miles. At the lower end of this malu
part the old Fort Roynl Bay-since the
French Revolution called Fort de
France Bay-cuts In. so deep as to come
within six miles of meeting the inlets
of Le Robert and Le Fran?ais on the
other side.
The whole area of the island, near
400 square miles, is mountainous. Be
sides Mont Pelee, there arc farther
south and about midway of the oval
the three crests of Courbet, and all
along the great ridge are the black
and ragged cones of old volcanoes.
The mountainous interior is torn and
gashed with ancient earthquake up
heavals, and there are perpendicular
cliffs, deep clefts and gorges, black
holes filled with water and swift tor
rents dnshiug over precipices and fall
ing into caverns-in a word, all the fan
tastic savagery of volcanic scenery,
RIVER ROXALANE, WHICH FL<
VIDING '
(Lava is supposed to have flowed (
but the whole covered with the ric
verdure of the tropics.
The ioi.il population of the island
reckoned at 175.0UU, of whom 10.0?
ore Avhites, 15,000 of Asiatic origi
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POMPEII j
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and 1150,000 blacks of all shades from
ebony to light octoroon. 1
Martinique had two interesting
claims to distinction in that the Em
j Press Josephine was born there, as was
Mue. Do Mainlenon, the latter passing
her girlhood on the island as Francoise
o AMgne. At Fort de France there is
a marble statue of the Empress Jo
sephine.
Martinique became an interesting
point in this country during the recent
war-with Spain. The first news of the
arrival of the Spanish fleet of Admiral
perrera came from St. Pierre. At 9 30
jut to be the Terror instead of the j sy
Furor, but the important fact that Cer-I m
MARKET SQUARE IN ST.
vera was on this side of the ocean was
established.
The city of St. Fierre liad an ap
pearance of great solidity. It looked
as if it had been hewn out of the solid
rock of the mountains. The two-story
dwellings were uniformly of stone,
with wails three feet thick. In'the
upper city there were many fountains
carrying excellent drinking water from
driven wells. The main thoroughfare
of the city was the Rue Victor Hugo.
The aristocratic quarter extended In
a long line of villas and country seats
through a luxuriant growth of tropical
foliage to the mountain village of
Morne Rogue, five miles away. Rue
Victor Hugo was the Broadway of St.
Pierre. In this narrow and sinuous
DWS THROUGH ST. PIERRE, DI-.
rHE CITY.
lown this stream upon thc town below.)
Street, willi its blocks o.' square stone
buildings, were tile leading shops.
St.'Pierre had many imagos and sta:
tu*s. One of the statues, the figuro of
a gigantic "Christ,** which stands on a
i.. -. ?
height and overlooks the bay, from
which it is easily visible. A great white j
"Virgin" surmounts the Momo d'Orange !
to the south of the city. Behind the
city was the cemetery.
The market place of St. Pierre waa
one of the most picturesque features.
TYPE OP THE LOWER CLASS OP WOMEN
OP ST. PIEItKE. St
-. at
t was in th j middle of a square, and th
i the very centre was a most beautiful st
>rintain. Countrywomen from the sur. arj
randing hills made daily pilgrimages th
) th? market place, dressed in gor- lol
?ous colors, to sell the produce of their th
nds-oranges, bananas, vanilla beans ; 0D
id cocoa. The fishermen were accus- i Pi!
?med to lift their boats bodily out o? ?
ie water and couvert them into tem- !
>rnry sCalls.whero were sold the many ! ,J
ned fish of the tropic sea. j "
- ... . " I sil
mmetry of form and reatta c. ^-.
ature early and live tbeir lives rap
I of
PIERRE, MARTINIQUE.
Hy, as is the case in all tropical
Hands', but thc women of Martinique
?em to bc pre-eminent in physical
erfection. Cornllliac ascribes this
wonderful beauty, which is the rule
tither than the exception in Marti
lique, to the .mixture of Carib blood
rith Cau'cassiau; aud Negro. One
irriter says: . . " .
"Both men and women are often so
lerfect anr' mcally that the artist
visaing to create a 'Mercury' or a
Venus' need,only to take a cast of the
)ody of one of these natives without
making one modification from ai eek to
leel." - j*
Which is the Loncrev?
Who can help believing that the left
jand post-m.- the most distant oue If
ive regard the picture as a perspective
drawing-is much the longest, and the
right-hand, or nearest, post is much the
shortest, of the three? ,Yet measure- |
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ly
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ment with rule br compass will show
that all three are of exactly the same
length.
The eye is deceived by the inclin?e
lines, which represen, the top and bot
tom of tho wall, so in the upper dia
gram the short inclined lines deceivt
the eye and make the two equal hori
zc-ntal lines appear unequal. The de
ception Sn thc ense of the posts, says
th-? Now York Herald, is chiclly an ef
fect of perspective.
There ?r? rJ?O.UOO coins and medals in
the BritisL. Hiuseum.
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BAD LITTLE LOBSTERS.
Pugnacious Youngsters That Long Con.
tlnnally For a Fight.
Perpetual motion is the only salva
tion of the baby lobster, says the New
York Journal. That much has been
thoroughly demonstrated by a series
of very interesting experiments con
ducted by the United States Fish Com
mission at the Wickford (R. I.) lobster
culture station.
The explanation is exceediugly sim
ple. Lobsterlings, as the young lob
sters are called, are naturally born
fighters and caunibals. They fight to
the death, and even eat their own little
brothers and sisters if they get a
A BABY LOBSTER.
hnnce. That ls why lobsters are so
carce.
Several schemes have been tried
ending to educate the lobstering to
etter things and to reserve thc eat
ag of mankind. The latest, and the
nly one that has met with success, is
ow in operation at the Wickford cul
ure station. It has been successful
ecause it doesn't give the lobsterlings
me or opportunity to fight or eat one
nother. ;
As soon as they are hatched the little
.bsters are placed in a big circular
et and let down under water along
de the Fish Commission boat. They
;mnin in the net until they are old
lough and wise enough to know bet
r than to fight and devour one an
her, being constantly churned around
id around by a set of paddles in the
it worked by machinery from the
).it.
The churning process keeps the lob
erlings constantly moving around
id around the net day and night. If
e machinery was to stop the young
ers would promptly make for one
lother and begin fighting. As it is,
e machinery doesn't stop, and so the
bsters have, too much to do dodging
e paddles and trying to keep "head
i" with the current to engage in
tched battle.
Currying a Theory Too Far.
I New York doctor said the other
y that "indigestion has been respon
do for moro than one lie. and its
the score mai ~~ .
an excellent digestive apparatus.
.eiish the thought.-Cleveland Plain
aler.
The Chimney and tho House. j
There is one thiug in the construe- ,
?n of a house which should have j
reful attention, yet seldom gets it- }
Q chimney. If you want a good oue. |
u will probably have to engage a ?
mpetent disinterested person to su
rvise its construction. Every ebim- \
y should begin in the cellar and ?
ve the joiuls well lilied and smoothed
, the inside. If it is not double
ursed it ought to be inclosed by gal
ruized iron boxing in the attic. This
ixing should reach from the lower
ige of thc joists to the top of the
fters, and may be made iu sections
r.e a stovepipe for convenience. With
ich chimneys and' a slate or metal
of ah artic lire' would be a rarity
deed.-Good Housekeeping.
A May Mover Tombstone.
In the old . Charter. Street Cemetery j
: Salem. Mass., is a tombstone recent
identified as marking the grave ot j
ie of' the passengers in me his
iric Mayflower. Prior to this discov- J
THE MAYFLOWER TOMBSTONE.
ery it was believed that allthe'giave
stones of the pilgrims-had'long since
vanished into dust. The sto"? in ques
tion,, the only.Mayflower gru.estone in
existene??"rests over the grave of Cap
tain Richard Moore, Sr., who came tc '
Plymouth tn the Mayflower as a boj
in Elder William Brewster's family,
and finally settled iii Salem, where he
died at thc age of eighty-four in some
where about 1695-the date is not giver
on the tombstone.
Pat's Jest.
A good story is told of an i rishman,
more patriotic than clever, v. ho enlist
ed in one of thc smart cavalry regi
ments. The fencing instructor linc'
experienced rather a diiiicult job in thf
matter of explaining to him the vari
ous ways of using the sword. "Now,"
he said, "how would you use the sword
if your opponent feinted V" "Bedad,"
said Pat, . with gleaming eyes, 'Td
just tickle him with the point to se?
if he was shamming."-St. Janies^
Gazette.
Greater London covers 701 squan
miles; but the area rr.pplied by th?
London water companies is not st
great, being 020 square miles.
In the time ut James I. there wert
no fewer than sixty royal forests ii
Great Britain.
THE MAN WHO RINGS IN.
j r.'hero are tiresome creatures all "over tho
world.
Tho fool and the chump and tho bore,
But the dreariest, wenriest thing in the
bunch
Whom wo pass up tho palm and some
more,
is tho wise, learned creature who listens the
while
I You converse on original sin,
i Or political bribes, with your point neaWy
mad??, ^
Then comos up
And
Sweetly 4 .
Kings
lu.
_-Puer.
HUMOROUS.
j Nell-She talks incessantly. Belle
-Oil, that's only to keep people fzom
finding out how little ;>he has to say?
Gladys-They say Harold is an ex
pert in the art of self-defence. Eve
lyn-Nonsense! Edith made him pro
pose in just one week!
Blobbs-Have you ever been disap
pointed in love? Slobbs-"Only once.
I advertised for a wife with $1,000,000,
and didn't get a single reply.
Fond Mother (to teacher)-Don't
you think my boy is bound to make hid
mark? Teacher-I am afraid so. It
seems impossible for him to learn to
write.
Mamma-What are you tearing your
doll to pieces for, Hattie? Hattie
I'm lookin' for the crumb of comfort
papa said was to be found in every
thing.
Muggins-"Youngpop is going to
have his baby christened Bill. Bug
gins-How strange. Muggins-Oh! I
don't know. He came on the first of
tho month.
Hoax-I'm always in trouble. I can
not even take a bath without finding
myself in hot water. Joax-Well, I
can't take a bath myself without put
ting my foot in it.
Cadleigh-I thought I had met you
before, Miss Browne. Miss Browne
No: I guess it was my sister. Cad
leigh-Perhaps so. The Miss Browne
I met was rather pretty.
"Pa, why does a woman have Wed
nesday or Thursday or some other day
in the week printed on her cards?"
"Well, my boy, that's so her women
friends can call some other day."
Dick Slowboy (who had just been ac
cepted)-Did I surprise you, darling?
Waunda Long-I should say so. I gave
up the. idea ten months ago ot your
ever having nerve enough to propose.
Hacker-Papers don't appreciate
your services these days. They fire
ho tw ~f ^ Pnacer-Oh, I
.ut
Stories have been in uicu...
xntly in regard to the new vogue 01
snuff taking. The habit is supposed
;o be becoming most prevalent in aris-.
xcratic quarters in the West End and
is even ascribed to the most august
personages, but there is little real
foundation for these stories. The Lon
don snuff dealers do not report any
noticeable increase or new sales. The
manager- of the largest snuff factory
in London says:
"The trade has been a decreasing
one for many years. There is a ten
dency recently in an upward direction,
but I am afraid that snuff taking is a
dying habit. I attribute the decline
to thc advent of the white handker
chief. In the days of the yellow and
red bandannas the snuff did not show,
but nowadays it is mostly old gentle
men who use snuff frequently. I
hear from dealers who do not want
more supplies as their old gentlemen
customers have died. Persons who
work in places where they cannot
smoke often carry snuff, such as com
positors."
Outside of the snuff takers, indicated
above, snuff is often seen in England
in clubs and saloons. What slight in
crease has been noticed in the carry
ing of snuff boxes has been attributed
to the influenza epidemic, snuff being
recommended for it.-New York Sun.
Boats Gone, Knie Live* On.
Much fun has been poked at the cu
rious survival of many ancient rules
and regulations in England, but one.
of the most delightful examples of fail
ure to keep abreast of the times is
seen on a notice board affixed to the
Serpentine boat houses In Hyde Park.
This notice has been recently re
painted. It regulates the hire of sail
ing boats on the lake and the number
of persons they may carry, and pro
vides, also, that each boat be sailed by
a professional boatman.
As all sailing boats were removed
from the Serpentine by order of the
authorities twenty-five years ago, it ;s
a bit puzzling to those who read to un
derstand why these regulations should
bo so carefully repainted year after
year, unless, perhaps, red tape would
prescribe an act of Parliament as nec
essary to doing away with these regu
lations.-New York Herald.
An Old KnglUti Fair.
The coronation promises many re
vivals, and among them is'that of the
old English fair, which seemd to have
died of its own disgrace. Arrange
ments are being made for a big fair at
Kensal Green during the coronation
week. On the 48 acres of ground
which have been secured by the com
mittee, there will be a huge number of
van dwellers, the majority of whom
will help entertain the thousands of
spectators who, it is hoped, will be at
tracted. Among the interesting sights
will, be the roasting of whole oxen
every afternoon. The fair will be on a
much larger scale than that held at the
time of Queen Victoria's coronation,
and should be a crucial test of the im
proved manners of a new century.
London Chronicle.
The highest of the noted health re
sort's ot CalHornia are in the San Jac
into mountains, at elevations of 8000
and 9000 feet.