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A ,NO. id.W A Little Boy-Lover of Mine. A ft to-day on the street I met, N ~ -ply bronzed and bearded grown, With ok i the eyes I can't forget Fo' twas a visago I have known; Long years ago when my step was floot, When brightly my youthful eyes coul shino, This very man I chanced to meet Wps a little boy lover of niino. Did be recall me when we passed So near upon the crowded streot? We both of us were walking fast W ven our rapid glances chanced to moet; But saw his eye-lids give, I tho't, A swift and recognizing sign, And I said myself, "lie has not forgot, Title little boy-lover of mine." Ah1, what has happened in all those years Jt rapid, ever changitig life? Ha it been a season o' bitter toars, Cf florcest struggles, weary strife? Or have happy wifo and children imado His passing years seemi so serene That the old-timo joys have begun to fade As if, alas, they d never boen? O little hoy-lover of mino I Those days were happy though so short, Ilut.tlie glow of their memory still doth shii Within my hearts' iu ost tender thought; When we reach the other shore, I'll wait To neet no recognizing, lut, I'll bomo ani greet at. tho Beautiful Gat This little boy-lover of iiine. --willi:iisport Itreakfast Table. DIAMONDS IN TILE GUTTER A little oirl sat on a doorstep, watcl ing the rain-drops as they splashed i the puddles, stopping to count them i her misery, for she had nothin- to dc nothing to think of, and notiing t he)0 for. iIer clothes wero shabby, her arm were scarcely more than skin and bon and her largo wistful eyes seemed bi enough to swallow up the rest of he face. Poverty was stamped on ever childish feature, and their beauty ha been driven away by that harsh iiond starvation. The door behind her opened, and man with a red beard came out, nearl stumbled over her, and gave her curse instead of an apology; then i wnt his way down the watery pavc ment, stepping into every puddle I came across, as if he were in too grea a rage to see them. Lottie Smith watched him, and sai to herself: "My! how he'll spoil his shot loather!" Then he passed out of sightt, -and sh drew her tattered shawl round her wit a shiver, for the street seemed to hav grown darker and colder than it we before. Presently a window behind he o pcned, and something flashed dow liko a falling star on to the pavemeni In an iqstant Lottic jumped up an secured tho prize, holding it ip to th light of the lamp-post in her dirt fingers. It was a diamond ring. Siho had never seen such P, thing i her life, and she tlought the beautift jewel ]lashing radiantly in the gas-ligl: was a star fallen from its place in th sky. "Poor 'icklo 'tar," she said, wipin it with the corner of hior shawl, "m can't take 'ou back just yet, but m goin' afore long, doctor says, and the me take 'ou with me." Holding it tight in her little bon fingers, she di'agged her tired fot down one dirty street after anothel but there was a new light in her eye. as if a small hope had risen up in th darkness because of the star in le hand. Another gentleman came to the doom stop on which she had been sittinc and being admitted after a resoundin knock, made his way unannounced t the drawing-room. "Sir Felix has been here agair Marion," lie said angrily. ")on't den it, for he told me so himself." ''I sha'nl't deny it, because it is trute, and( M~ar-ion Dearsley rose slowvly froi tile sofa. "If you wish me to say 'N( at home' to every man but yourself, * ~must tell you that I can't doc it.'' ."Do you ever do anlytlhing to p)leas meP"' in bitter resentment. * "Yes, hut I sha'n't for the futur( now that I know " "'You know what?'' looking at her i surp)rise. "That the flowvers I give you arl passedI on to someone else." "Whoev<ff9told you that tells a gros. falsehood!" and his dark eyes flashot fire, "Ho is quite as truthful, I fancy, a. Mr. Harold Battiscombe." "Where's my ring?" his eyes sud donly falling on bor left hand. "Ah, where?" her cheeks Ilushing "I suppose the next wvill be0 givon ti Laura D)ickson?" "Time to talk about the next wvhoi I've foundi out about the first," ii brows dIraw inir togetheri. "Marion tell me the trufli. Have you, or hav< you not, given the ring to WhittakorP' "I am not in the habit of makin< p)resents to gentlemon." "No evasions, if you p)leaso. Yoi had the ring on your linger wihen SI Felix was heraf: "'Cortainly, ,nd lie had the goo< taste to say I1 liked youl the best be cause you could give me such jolly dia "And, ?ou can eneouirage such1 a sno1 as that!' "'I don't encourlago hlim,'' dlrawinl up her long neck. "Then where is the ring?'' She laughed uneasily antd looke< toward the window. "I1 was (desporatoly angry, because hlad ju~st heard of the roses.'' ''There was nothing to hicai,'' lie in terrupted hastily. "Blut I'd tell yoi all about it, only It wvould not intoros yOU how." -' "Why not now?" in vague alarm. "Bocauso If you give away my ring it is a sign that you want to get rid o thle giver," his face sot and stern "Good-bye iSarion; I'll never botiie -you again,1" taking up his hat. "Wait a moment. I-I threw it ou of the windiow." A contemptuous smilo curled hi moustache. "A likely story; dliamonds are no generally thrown In a gutter!" "If you won't believe me, go," anc she pohlntod to the door, but di rootlyli had closed behind him, she throw her self down on the sofa, and bur.st Into: passion of tears. "Oh, Harold, Harold come back!" But the days passed on and Hlarob never came back, and the pride whmic. separated eachl from tile other, seen'o< to raise an impassable harrier betwool thonm. As anon a aho had own little calmer, she sent_ out some ser- I vants to look for the ring, but not a n trace of it was to be seen, although In v consequence of the badness of the t weather, the policeman averred that no t a one had passed by for the last half- a hour. Not long after this, Miss Dearsley was engaged to act in some tableaux-vivants 1 at the house of a Mrs. Mackinzie. In e one scone Harold Battiscombo had to kneel at her foot as an ardent lover, a with her loft hand piessod to his lips, a whilst she turned away in apparent agitation. The agitation was not r feigned, for when sho felt her hand t once more in his, and saw by the ex pression of his faco that he had neither c forgiven nor forgotten, she trembled so violently that sle nearly spoiled her r part. a If the ring had only been in its place she fancied that he would have come a back to her. A sickening feeling of i1 0 despair crept over her, the lights t seemed to be going out, and she fell fr forward into his arms. When she opened her eyes again, p she found herself on the sofa in a Tittle boudoir, and he was kneeling by her a side with a scent bottle in his hand. h "Better?" he said anxiously. c - "Yes," with a si,,h of pleasure, for d a it was joy to have fhim waiting on her 1 once again. Then he looked at her beautiful face it 0 with longing eyes, and whispered: b "Darling, where is my ring?' s She shook her head sadly, and he at b 0 once rose to his feet. When she looked up, his place was filled by Sir Felix. r Winter passed into summer, and still y Harold Battiscombe avoided Marion's s .i home as if its inmates had got the piague. Tired of going to balls, when hor favorite partner was never there, n Marion Doarsley turned her thoughts V to more serious things, and being ex a ceedingly unhappy herself, for the first 0 time in her life, began to think of those a who had never known what happiness ? was. t t One lovely day in June, when the e Park was crowded with fashionable s I throngs, and flowers In balcony and r square were striving to fill the misty air with their fragrance, Marion Dears ley knocked at the door of a miserable 0 looking house in a squalid street, and b asked if it were true that a little girl, d 0 named Lottio Smith, was living there, & s and very ill. n "Walk in, mum," said a haggard- I r looking woman with tired eyes; "she's t n getting past everything but groaning ~ and coughino, and that she do pretty 1 d nigh all the any." 0 A few minutes later, Marion was a y bending over a miserable pallet-bed, I on which a shrunken form was lying, and feeding the thirsty lips with spoon- U a fuls of orang -jelly. l i1 The child s wistful' eyes looked up u t into the pretty face, which had grown a 0 so pale and sad during the last few t months, and whispered hoarsely: t g ,'Me goin' to take 'ittle 'tar with t e me." 0 "What (loes she say?" looking round I n at the mother. "Bless her heart!" wiping her e -os y with the corner of her apron; "she s a it a dyin', and she's glad to go; and she's t got summat under her pillow which 1 i, she always says she must take with n 0 her. A penny thing, I fancy, she must r r ha' got from one of the chil en. Show t it to the lady, dear." Lottio put her hand under the old , sack of straw which did duty for a pillow, and brought forth her treasure o with glistening eyes. 4 "My ring!" exclaimed Marion,'.drop- lc , ping the spoon in her agitation. a y "Your ring, ma'am? My goodness, n Lottie, think of you stealing the lady's t Li "'She did not steal it, she found It in C t the read," said Marioni kindly, as she e I saw large tears rollino' one after the ti other down the wastea cheeks. b e "My 'Ickle .'tar!" with a plaintivo a moan. d "She thought it was one of tihe stars, ' andl she was goin' to take it back." i( a "Oh Lottie dear, the stars never come down to us; we may go to them, 3 but they wvill never come to us,'' said Marion sadly. "This is nothing but a s bit of gold and a jewel, nothing to do a I with heaven. I dlroppied it out of the c window one (lay, and I wanted so i much to get it back. Will you lot me ti have it, and I'll send you something' so c .. nice instead." r "Yes; me thought it was a 'tar-no care new," the (dark eyes glistening > through their tears-the tears of a lost U i Day after day Marion brought sun- a s shine and hapnine'ss to that miserable c home. Mrs. Nimith was supp)liedl with 3 constant noedloework, and dainties of e every dlescrip)tion found their way to ~ the sick child. The falling star had a brought a blessing with It, and neglect 1 edl health revived undoer tender care. c r Softly tinted roses came back to Lot tie's cheeks, but Marion grew whiter I as the summer advanced. It wast - against her pride to write to Haroid l - Battiscombo, and tell him that the rino 0 was found, but how would ho ever fina P y it out unless she (11(1 Pt Laura Dickson came to call, andl said "' that Mr. Battiscombo was one of the a nicest follows she had ever seen. "Now a fancy wvhat ho did( last winter. I met i him with some lovely roses in his hand, ~ andL without thinking, I said how I n [ w'.shedl I had some like them to wear h that night, as I was in slight mourning g .. and couldI not wonr a color. I guesseo i 1 where they came from, for lhe said he ~ t could jiot give them away-not that 1 01 should have taken them, my dlear. But si just after dinnr I receivedl a lovely W , unch from Covent Garden. Now ,01 f wasn't that nice of him?'' " "Very niice," murmured Mfarion, bi e fooling that her heart would break, "' for It was on account of the story Sir , t Felix hand toldh her about those roses that she had flung~ her ring out of the a wlndlow in a sudden passion. Oh, what jr a fool she had been! 1 Sir Felix came the next (lay and sa made her an offor, which she declined c I with thanks, and the earonet went ti t away in the worst of tem pers. 0 .. That evening Mr. and Mrs. Macken- t< s zie took Marion to the opera. By her n sidle thero wvas a stall which remained ia e mpty till the end of the fIrst act, when v 1 a gentleman made his way to it, and a i sat down without looking round. Her e I heart stood still, for one glance out of n 1 the corner of her eye told her that it f< s was Harold, They exchanged bows as y f they had been distant acquaintanc nd formal remarks on the weath vore stopped by the rising of the c ain. The opera was nearly over, i ho coveted opportunity was slIppii ,way. If she let him go, perhaps ti Li1ght never meet again. Suddenly sho began to unbutton I Dng glove, and sho felt that Harold yes were immediately fixed upon he "Why aro you taking ofl'your glovo sked Mrs. Mackenzie in surprise; ro just going." "I know-I know," said MarianI hu lodly, as she tugged away at a refra ry thumb. "Como along, or we shall lose ti arriae." Marion rose, fastening her clo: Dund her neck, and lot the glove ft s if by accident. Harold stooped to pick it up, at lio stretched out her left hand to ta from him. Ills eyes traveled fro 1o radiant diamond to her agitat< ice. "May I come to-morrow? he wil ored. She gave himi a nod and a sml rid quickly followed her friends, whil e came after her and put her in i irriaeg, feeling as if ho were in roam. "But why did you ever do it?" loo Ig down with puzzled ';yes at h lushing face. "Because Sir Felix told te that y( ad given my roses to Laura Dickson "It was fai,e! But the ilea of beit Ialous of poor pl:in Laurm!" ''You were jealous of Sir Felix, p)Ito of his ugly redl beard." "But 1 thought you liked him." "And I thougrht you liked her." ''But you didl'tP" "But you didn't?" she echoed wi smile. And the next moment his arm w round her waist, and their lips met. Lottie Smith has learned by this ti [rat falling stars don't come to t arth; but all the pleasure of her li he dates from the day when a di iond flashed in the gutter. Five Thous: ul Tortoises. In the back y-arI of the house tie oor but one to my abode there a tored at the present time no less th: .ineteen casks full of tortoises. TIi iorning complaint was tiade to me bie smell they were iiakitig. and ordingly I examined the casks. O ad been oprened and I removed t end and looked inside. Tire cask w imply full of tortoises thrown in an ow. Ono poor creature at the top I: s shell crushed in, which speaks vi mes about what they must have u orgone. And the smell-well, we a sod to smells hero in the East Eu nd do not mind them very much, b he smell of these poor creatures w Do much for even our practiced nc rils; many of the tortoises had evidet y died,somie of them perhaps long ag Tow these casks were brought into tl ard last Tuesday, and no attempt h con made even to sort out tire livii rom th dead. From a rough calcul ion, I should say that there were east 5,000 tortoises packed into t ineteen casks. The owner does n aside upon the premises; but he ren lie house and lots it out to tonant nd every year about this time uses i ard to store tortoises in. 'T'hus lie imiself free from the nuisance thi ause. I have complained to the me sal officer, and the result will doul. iss be that the casks will be remove nd, as far as we are concerned, tl uisanc will be at an end. Tiho to ises iil undoubtedly be taken to a thor yard, and1 then as they are wvat I each cask will be unpacked and tI antents exposed for salo upon the cc nrmonger's carts. Tihe casks ought a unpacked at once and the conten yrted, tire dying, dispatched withol slay, arid tIre living at least allow< >mo place where they can stretch the gs.-Lcller to London Standard. Tempted by Shrarpers. "It is a great wvonder to me that tI amber of defalcatioas by treasurers >rporations is not larger tIhan it is, bserved a treasurer of onie of tIre cou es of Maryland to a Bialtimore Admct mn reporter, while speaking of I ceont failures. "Wiry?P" "Blecause they have so many tempt ens. When I first took hold! of ti 'easurershrip of our cournty I was lite Ily beseiged with letters, circulars, ar anfidenti comuni aicallons from No ork banking firms of dhoubtful aotor Ly- They camne ini every mail. Tih< 'ore marked 'private,' 'personal,' am i that sort of thring. Th Iey proved1 re-err pap)er, of course- how I cou) usily (loulble all investments.* Th< iowod that by putting my money i was absolutely certain to win, at iat it was an implossibility for me iso. These communications wore fu the most plausible methods. TI hans were captivating. The resul roy worked out were astoundingly b ad there was an air of franknel -'ut them wich wvould ordinarily di ause thre unsophristicatedi mid of an ispicion of crookedness. For near] ye years these thin gs kept comingi y office, but as I did not bite at tI ok they gradually fell off and now ft very fow of thoem. Butt 1 (do kno tIs to be tIre case--whenever a no an Is putt In a place where ho ha her people's money to handle, ther rarpers in the big cities got after hhi ith their circulars, and when the co get hold of hrim they don't let g itil they have made him a thief or mnkrupt, or bothr. Thrat is wIry I at trprised1 that the number of defalct )Iis is not larger." A whittling Yankee has curt, with ,ck-knife, from a single pine block, *rge, self-like group of figures ropr rating a span of horses attached to urriage, ini which are two rmen. It. 10 most wondoerful p)icco of carvim icr seen ini New HInven, and Is ti life. He( hras been at work f< tenths on It. Even the sp)okes of tI heels are prerfect, and the wheels in lvo oni threir axles freely. Th'le Ira ass is compillete in every detail, ar in bo moved on tiro horses. Sever; onthrs muore will be reqhuiredl to pe eot tire group in minor details. It owed by marny people daily, es OlE OF PINKERTON*S FEATS er ir- The Accusing Blood that Led a Mur id derer to Commit Suicide. 1g "I was just thinking," said Captain uy I. J. Linden, superintendent of Pink erton's Detective Agency, "of the or wonderful will power and untiring per 's severance of Allen Pinkerton. Very r. few persons. unless they wore inti " mately associated with him, would be vo hove that any person could possess such a patient persistence, which sur r- mounted obstacles that to ordinary c- mon would appear like Impassablo mountains. Major Pinkerton was a to man with a big heart. I don't think he know how to do a moan thing. Ho lk was one of those honorable, fair-mind 1ll od men, who, whilo giving everybody their duo, exacted the samefor himself. id In matters of business he insisted on o getting every penny that belonged to m im, and onco lie made a promiso It id was lived up to if it cost him every ponny ho owned in the world. His s- likes and dislikes wore intense. If ho became your friend 0, NO AMOUNT OF CALUMNY st on the part of your enemy could to change his opinion; but if he iisliked a you, neither arguments nor entreatics could shake him an iota. "Major Pin kerton's perseverance and ingenuity wore the secrets of his sue ,r cess in all his undertakings. If ho could not accomplish his purpose by ,l one plan he immediately resorted to " another. his mind was wonderfully g fertile in expedients, and it was a rare , thing for him to fail when lie had once in set his mind upon success. You can form some idea of his ready tact and capacity for planning in tho case of the colored murderer Johnson, of South Carolina, who killed an enemy under th the most brutal circumstances. Major Pinkerton was pretty positive as to the as man's guilt, but it was Impossible to obtain a complete chain of evidence. 2e With the natural secretiveness of his le race, Johnson refused to full into any fe of the Ian-tr:1ps laid for him and a- make a confession, which was Pinker ton's object. After weeks of patient but abortive work, a novel plan was hit upon. Tho murderer was surprised one morning when lie went to take a xt plow into a field to find it spattered re with blood. In tho open field whero ll lie was to work the murderer found is LITTLE POOLS OF BLOOD of along the course he was to plow. When C- he went back to the stable lie was 10 startled by seeing the bloody imprint of lo a human hand on the stablo door. as Every hoe, or rake, or other farm im Y- pllement that the man picked up had id blood on it.. When nightfall came the 0l- murderer was so paralyzed with fear n- that his teeth wero chattoring and lie i.o was afraid to go to bed. -Ic believed d, that the spirit of his victi;n was haunt. uit ing him. The detective and his assist as ant noted these symptoms, and were 's- confident that the right plan had been it- struck at last. It had been after a 0. fashion, and there was a horrible proof io given the next day. Johnson was IS found in the barn with his throat cut 1g from ear to car. 1le had killed himself a- rather than endure the tortures of a at guilty conscience. I need not explain 11o that the blood marks which frightened ot the murderer's guilty soul were the .ts work of the detectives and not of s spirits. 10 "It was in that kind of detective is work that. Major Pinkerton excelled. Ile could change his tactics so that the man or men lhe was seeking would be t- led into a trap when they really d, thought they were getting out of one. 1o There are scores and scores of such in r- stances, but they have all been pub n'- lished from tinie to time as they oc .t- curred, and 1 (10 riot suppose05 would 10 interest you. It was one of Major s- Pinkortoii's rules to conceal nothing to from the public of nuiblic interest, after ts the wvork was (done, and it was another at inflexible rule to tell the p)ublle nothino .d before the job was finished or while fG ir was in progress. From this lie never departedl, and his sons, William and Robert, who are their fauthier's success ors, will adhere to it as rigidly as the founder of the agency did."--Philadc to phia P'ress. "English Girls and WVomen. j- In all physical exercise, writes a cor to respondent, the English lass is not to be surpassed. I notied( twvo young girls walking In the park last woeok. a.. One was p)erhiaps 19, the other 12. At to least they looked these ages, although r- I find that an English girl S age Is not to d be ascertainedI from her apponerance. I d (on't attempt to exp)lain the matter, . but certain it Is that when girls hero y look 12 and 19 they are more apt to be d l5 and 23. When they are 25 and 30 Lo they look 30 and 85, whIle with singu d1 lar compensation matrons of 50 and 60 yoften look as y.ou1ng as their growvn p daug hters. in one respect the English i or is more sensiblo thtan her o American cousin. She keeps her girls 11 in the nuirsory limits, as it wore, as o long as possible. T1hiis Is as It should ts be. Th'lo years speed awvay fast enough gwithout forcing the girls into woman is hood too soon. In America there are s. too few genuine little girls. They aro ylittle 01(d women, with lhaggardl little y dissipated doll faces, with tight stays o and abbreviated skirts. An English o girl remains one tuntil long after the I time that ner sister on the other side of yv the Atlantic Is mariiried. s Wateredi Their Stock. 0 In Peoria, Ills., was a stock company of three brothers, having a capital of y $20,000. T1hio dividends woero so large a0 and the opportunity for hicasing the business so fair that 011e of the b)rothiers went to a lawvyor and explained: ~ '"ritz uind Jacob und mie talk it all over, und we concludo to pult 501m1 wa-. ter in oulr stock. Shust, how we should a (10 him we dunno." a "How much do you want to increase 0- your stock?" a "Vholl, aboutdt $10,000." s "Welol, wo'll got somle mioro certifi g cates printed and I'll see to the water 10 ing. Just leave It all to me." >r And as the partners remarked to 0 each other about three weeks later: "Hlow vashi it (lot lawyer put all (lot -vater in his own p)ocked uind calls for d someo dividends on us?"'- WallU St.ret is About 4,000 comets havo been seen mine11 ihnr(d- horan_ A Badger Bat.ing. An amusing Incident in the unwritten history of Abraham Lincoln is told by the Hon. Ward H. Lamon of this city. While the gentlemen wore law-part ners in Illinois, and before Lincoln was thought of for President of the United States, they happened to visit an agri cultural fair in an inland town of Tennessee. Lincoln was in high spirits and scom ed bunt on fun. While casting about for such amusement as the exposition afforded Lincoln discovered an attrhc tion in the shape of a turneddown flour barrel containing a badger. "Fifty dollars for a doo that will haul the badger out of t&o barrel," shouted the red-faced man who owned the outfit. "Fifty dollars I say, to the don that can haul out the badger." There were a few takers of the bad ger man's ofler, but the luckless dog. owners who invested 25 cents in tho experiment invariably lost in the specu lation, for the badger's teeth wero sharp, and every dog that entered its stronghold came out in a jiffy, while the ferocious animal inside hold the fort and grinned all over. Mr. Lincoln hit upon a happy thought. ''nkinn Ward to one side they found a lanK countryman with a still lanker mastiff. "Want to make $50 with that dog?" asked Lincoln. "Course I do," replied the hayseed. Tle dog was bartered for, and as Lincoln approached the badger man, elbowing his way through the crowd, he said: ,1 '1l invest a quarter in your game sir." The badger operator looked at Lin coln's hungry dog and smiled as he took the silver quarter. Lincoln caught the (log and led it up to tho barrel. Hastily grabbing the mastiff, he threw it into the opening 'tother end first. There was a pause only of a second, and then followed a lively scrape inside the barrel. "Hold on thero" cried the manager. ''Fair play--" But he was too late with his remon stance. Out sprang the badly frightened dtog with the badger sticking to his hinddquarters. The crowd parted, and away went the do- and badger into the inner field of the race-track. The badger stuck like a brother, teams ran away, women fainted, and the crowd roared. Lincoln fairly went into spasms of mirth, the fun was so enjoyable. The countryman owning the dog was paralyzed, as was the badger-owner, who set up a groat howl and was mad enough to light. 'Produce your *50," said Lincoln to the badcr-keeper. "Foul play, foul play," cried the chagrined gamester, "and I'll never pay it." Hero is where Lamon came in service able. Catching the badger's friend by the neck, ho cried: "Give up the $50 or I'll wallupyou." Lanon's herculean proportions were too argumentary to be trifled with, and the money was handed to Mr. Lincoln, who in turn gavo it to the countryman. The dog was well paid for, and the badger business closed up for want of a badger.--Denver Tribune. Just Like John. A woman clad in deep mourning went through the menagerie yester clay, stopping to admire each of the animals in turn, and every now and then applying her handkerchief assidu ously to her eyes, says The Burlington Fre Press. When she came to the camel, it was evident that slbo had come to stay. She sat down en one of the posts that held the rope and began to catechise the attendant. "This is the camel, ain't ItP" "Yes'm-and the finest specimen in this menagerie or in any menagerie in the country.'' "Do tell! How that reminds me of J'ohn.P John was alwvays at tho head of the heap. Now, (1o tell me some of the peculiarities of the caml-won't "'Yes, mna'ami. lie has a long neck." "'Just like John! He bad the longest neck you ever saw on a man. Gracious! I wish you could have seen the stand ing collars lie used to wear. Co, nowv, tell me something more.'' '"T'he camel, has the largest naturail hump of any animal in existence.'' ''Just liko John! You never sawv a man that could hump himself as John could, when had a miind to."' "T'he camel is also a groat travolor." "Just like John! I never could kcep him at home nights." "Hli is called~tho ship1 of the dlesert.' "Just like ,John! lIe could get miore pio aboard than any other man in Vermjon t.'' Just then the lion begani to roar, and the woman started on the dieadl trot to see how much meat they could eat at one men. ''Say!"' cricd the attendant of thme camel. ''There's one thing I hain't told you about this animaltho most important of all.'' "'What's that?'' cried theo woman, turning roundm in her ti'acks. ''He cani go for weeks without dirink inhg a dr top of w atert."'' 'Just, like Johni!"' exclaimed the excited female. "'You never saw a man-" Blut thme lions begamn to roar so loud( that her voice was lost to thle attend(iant of thli camel; and lie forgot all about thme Little icidenmt, unmt il later ini thme day', '!e:he lie saw a female in black ini froit af the mon keys' cage, and heard herI explaini, by way o;f conmment or some reinark of th Ii'eeccper "'Just like ,John!" Sanm Kal leton m, a nininber of thei Arkansas Legislature, was very fomnd of c an'oring ameu(nmnts to bills Intro clucedl. T1hat was the limit of his Leg islative capiacity. Oine morning afte'r ra night's hilarity, lie entered the logia. C lative hall just as the chaplain was ask ing divine aidh. 'The 01(1 man took aT 2hoew of tobacco, and1( listenedl atton Lively until the chaplain closed lisa peti- 3 Lion with an ef'ective recitation of the herd's p)rayor. "Alr. Speaker," said tho old man, arising, "'I movo t itriko out the wvords '(daily bread' and insort 'as much bread as may be found aecessary for twenty days.' We have already done enough for the flood muffercrs."1 MACKEY AND HIS CABIN. low the Bonanza King Roughed It Beforo Fortune Smiled on Him. In the first months of 1860 times were tough on the Constock. The winter of 1859-60 was terribly severe, as all old settlers well remembor. Supplios could not bo brought over the mountains from California, and before spring many on the Comstock went hungry to bed about three nights in the week. That winter a jolly crowd made their headquarters in a cabin that stood on the hillside above the Ophir office, near the Cali fornia shaft. Tho cabin was a sort of cave. In entoring it one went down two steps. The roof was composed of a layer of brush, a stratum of dirt, and over this a canvas cover to hold it all in place. The cabin contained four b>unks, two on the South and two on the north side. John Mackey had the bunk on the north side, and Alexander Kennedy slept In the upper one. Pat S. Corbott-at present United States Marshal Corbott-and Jack O'Brien occupied the south bunks. At that time Mackoy, Kennidy and others were running the old Union Tun nel, and wore working every day. AS TIMES GREW ROUGH and grub scarce, the num ber of lodgers in the cabin increase(. Jack McCaffory was taken in on the understanding that he was to furnish wood fer the house hold, and Johnnie Walker in considera tion of his doing all the cooking. The newcomers brought their blankets and slept on the floor. Virginia City was then a town of brush shanties and can vas tents, and it was good to find shelter anywhere. Lumber being $800 per 1,000 foot, palaces wore not to be expected. As the winter wore away provisions of all kinds became scarce, and famino prices ruled for a timo early in the spring. For a few days a square meal "down town" cost $2. Those of the boys in the cabin who started in with a little money had either got to the end f their string in keeping up their part f the expenses or had gambled off their moin. Jack McCaffery, who was to furnish wood, began to make night raids on the wood piles of the neighbors in order to keep uis his part of the cabin supplies, and, the weather being cold, he was sometimes prowling about half the night, though TIE OPIiIIR WOOD PILE was his chief dependence. One stormy night Jack was gone so long that his cabin mates grow uneasy about him. Johnny Walker, the cook, said Jack had whispered in his ear as he left that he was go',Ig to tho Ophir wood pile. A search party was sent out, and to their inquiring w'tispers they finally got a faint reppy. Following up the sound, they presently came upon poor Jack. Blinded by the driving snow, he and a big stick from the Ophir had tumbled together into a prospect shaft. With the stick of wood on end and standing on top of it, Jack's extended hand still failed to reach the top of the shaft by about two feet. He was hauled out, bruised and nearly frozen. Next morning there was no wood with which to cook breakfast, but as there was not much to cook, a board or two from tho bunks furnished sufficient fuel. Finally, hunger got into the cabin, n(1 not a man except Mackey had a sent of money. An attompt to starve the more shiftless into "HUSTLING FOR GRUB" had proved a failure; they could do nothing, and, lying back on their blankets, gave up, like some of those of whom we read among the explorers in arctic regions. Tfhe cook hind an easy time of it, and, as Sancho Panza says, the bellies of all began t.o think their throats wocre cut. By this time somie provisioiis were beginning to be m)ekedl ini, but prices were fearfully highi. Mac:ikey had just $30 lef t-it was all the muoney lie had in the world. "Heore, Pat," said lie to Corbett, hand ng him a 20 and a 10 In gold, " go mut and see if you can find a sack of lour." A man had p)acked in from Placer yille that day, and Pat found him near wvhore the Bank of California now stands. It was all p)laza then--all open country and sagchuish a long the present ine of C street. 'The pac~kor had just one fifty-pound sack of flour left. The p)rice wns $'46. Pat handed the Placer villian the ,,old, got back $4 in silver, Emd(, shiouldlerinighisq flour climbed the biill to the cabin. Mackey took the $4, indl giving It to the cook, sent him In searc h of b aeon, tea, and sugar. When hle fiapjacks began to brown, and the tavor of the bacon poervaded1 the cabin,! ho spirits of both the regular inmates ind transient boarders went up to the air weather notch, andl it seemed that here was nothing more in the world o be desired.-- Virginia City Enater >risc. Pliant at Ion P~hilosophy. l)e pusson what doan' talk nothin' mai slang, (doan' think nothin' but lang. ___ Folks sometines growl 'bout (10 very ouirce o' dar fortune. I)o farmer often 01mpla10ins o' do heat. Sudden pleasures is allus (10 koes'. )air ain't 110 apple so sweet as (d0 one ye accident.'ly fiun's in (10 grass. All d1( eddications in do worl' won't make some nmon wvise. All do co'n in .e crib won't fatt an do stump)-suckin' Er (log has got more sense den do pien' thrift, fur, "f a dog hab got er big 'er p)icce o' meat ien lie ken eat, 'stead ,tht'>wm it erway, lie buries it, know a' dlal arter erwhilo, he will be hongiy rgmn. ____ Whut er glorious thing 16 is fur do ibori man dat do Sabi or didln't come z er rich man, 'ca'se of lie had, tick ts on (10 salvation road woul' cos' *o uch now (dat or po' man couldn't achi one wid or ton foot pole. Bless er, dIa wou'ldn' let himi hang erroun' e depjot ter see (10 train start.--Arkan& <nw T1ravelier. A golden fish, p)urchiased twenty-two -ears ago by a lady of Frederick, dary land, died recently. It is said, hat the old fish had not grown a >articlo during the wholo period of its uantivity. WIT AND HUUM. Familiarity does not always breed contempt. For instance, there is the girl and ice-oream. An anxious inquirer asks: "Whe "s is the best place for salt-water bath ingP" In the salt water, dear friend. "No," said Brown to Robinson with a sigh, "I haven't got change for a five, but I should like to have a five for a change." , 6 A country Postmaster had an heir born at 1 o'clock a. m. He afterward remarked to a friend, who was eon gratulatibg him, that it was the earliest male ho had ever received. Choosing a wife is very much like ordering a meal in a Paris restaurant when you don't understand Frenoh. You may not get what you want, but you will get something. Who was the most succossful finan clor mentioned in the Old Testament? Noah, because he successfully floated a limited company when all the rest of the world was in liquidation. "Yes," said Fenderson, "I've got quite an car for music." "You have quito an ear, sua enough," said Fogg. "but I wasn't sure it was for music. I didn't know but it was intended for a windmill." A Vermont man has a hen 89 years old. The other day a hawk stole it, but after an hour came back with a broken bill and three claws gone, put down the hen and took an old rubbr boot in place of it. Girls, when you marry, be sure to wod a big, strong, healthy man. While in ninc cases out of ton he won't bring up the coal, he'll come in handy in the Fall to sit on a Bible filled with Autumn leaves to press them. "What do you think of my mus tacheP" asked a young man of his girl. "Oh, it reminds me of a West ern frontier city," was the answer. "In what respect, prayP" "Because the survey is large enough, but the settlers are straggling." A clergyman in an enterprising Western town don., much of his parochial visiting by means of the telephone. But he is concerned to see that many of his parishioners go to church by tele phone-at least they do not go in bodily form. Is that young man on the corner, with two girls on his arms, from the country P He Is. Is he looking for the Common? He is; but those girls are lookin& for an ice-cream saloon. Will they find one? They will, or that young man will go home alone. A dressmaker recommended that a shirring be put upon eomo portion of Dot's now dress. "Mamma," said Dot, "what is a shirring?" "Well, my child, a shirring is-is-a gather ing." "Oh, yes, matuma; I had a shirring in my oar last Winter." Customer-"That last beefsteak I bought hero-or-or-do you purchase your beef in Geor,;ia?" Butcer-"Iu GeorgiaP What aro you talking about?" Customer-"Nothing; only I read the other day that cows in that State fro quently live to be 100 years old." It is rumored that Sr.rah Bernhardt has threatened to commit suicide. She might secure a great deal of free ad vertising by resorting to such a scheme, but really wo don't see how it would benefit her "lirst appearance" in the next world.--1orristown Herald. The white-elephant craze appears to be dying-not dyeing-out. An ex. change says that out of thirty-six cir cuses now on the road, thirty-two ad vertise white elephants. It is suspect ed that the managers of the other four shows have j oinoedthe church, and are tyntolead better lives.---Norristowun A young woman in New York State has becn killed by attempting to talk through a telephone during a thunder storm. [t seems a little harsh, per haps, to say that she ought to have known better, but it is the most utter foolishness to try to talk against lightning. Even a woman cannot do it successfully. "Vat? You have never be '' * France, Mooss! Zen 'ow are y rived at so veil speaking ze French?' "Oh, well, Monsieur! at school, you know, the girl who sat next to me at dinner used to eat my fat, and I used to do her French exercises for her; so [ got lots of practice!" Telemachus, don't let me hear you iaughing at a woman again because she can t sharpen a pencil. When you want something in that line to laugh do you just contemplate a man cutting out a paper pattern with a pair of scissors by the united efforts of his rIght-hand, lower jaw and two-thitds of his ton guo.-B.urington Hlawkey. "Yes," ho said, "we were out sailing and noticed a yacht some distance oi? flying signals of distress, and when we came up with her we fotind affairs in a fearful state." "What was the trouble?" asked his friend; "was she sinking?P" "Worse than that-all the liquor had given out." "Indoodi Well, that was terrible."-Boton Post. Tihe chemist is happy. Ho hasn't time to sleep nights, so busy is ho ex tracting the pure essenco of lemon, orange, straw berry, and other delio. ious fruits from coal tar I,r the soda. water fountain. And the fruit-grower, who has the real thing, feels blue be cause he can't sell it at a paying price. This is how nature gets left sometimes. There is a story told of Lord Hard. castle meeting Poole on the chain pier at BrIghton. Ho stopped him and said: "Look here, Poole, I got this coat of you, and see how badlyl1t fits." Poole took a bit of chalk out of hi. waistcoat pocket, and marked His Lordship'c coat all over, and saidu "Take that wt to my cutter, My Lord, and he will make the nee.sary alterations." A Ger-man gentleman of athegt. proclivities recently sat in aLod. restaurant where Oscar Wilde oui a table. Oscar called for a bun~b violets, stuck his nose into them, 1*, haled their perfume, and remarking, "I have dined," paid his bill anI4 passed out. The German asthete re fleeted for a moment and then order.4 a cake of Limburger ehees.. After lim haling the perfume he exelaimed, w1 also haf mittag gehaben," and follow4 Wilde.-Pet4bura cam .ma