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But Kitty, halting, saluted her with a blithe "Neddie, my love, stop a bit; I want to tell you something funny." There was little similarity in their ap- , pearance. They were both fair; but .tawiua was out and out a Clay, tall, slender, pale and reserved, while Miss Carmichael had " few if any of the characteristics of the mother's family. Plump and sandy was Kitty, a trifle freckled, with bewitching dimples, a saucy mouth and divine Irish gray eyes. By nature she was as rollicking and impetuous as her late father, Col. Carmichael, whom her grandfather had never forgiven for running away with his youngest daugh- ( ter. Kitty's paternal inheritance of good looks and good nature had been greatly to i her advantage, in a worldly sense. She , had this, and this only, to blame for the manner in which her grandfather had treated her in his will. The old gentleman had ' died something over a year previous, leaving the bulk of his large fortune to Edwina, "only child of his late son Edwin," while i to Kitty he had left only a miserable little stipend, barely enough to support her. Grandfather Clay had never been reconciled to Charlotte, his youngest daughter. i Kitty had borne her ill luck with philo- , sophical good humor, and continued to reside, as previously, with her maiden aunt and cousin, for both girls were orphaned these many years. Edwina was generous and had thought the will unjust. "Never, mind, Kitty," she had said, "you shall have a dowry when you marry ; meanwhile I want to arrange you a little extra pin-money." "Dowry is all right," said Kitty, "but never mind the pin-money." And it was with difficulty that Miss Clay could prevail on the proud little creature to accept what was by right only her own. But Miss Carmichael's thoughts were far enough from the subject of unjust wills as she hailed her cousin on the staircase. Edwina descended the remaining steps, looking paler than' usual. "What is it?" she asked, slowly. But Kitty's sharp eyes noted something amiss. "Neddie," she cried, "what is up?" "Nothing," said Edwina, faintly. "I?I don't feel quite well. Aunt Josephine has been talking to me; I think I will lie down awhile." "H'm! If aunt has been talking to you I should suppose you'd need to lie down and rest," said Miss Carmichael drily. "I'll see you again by and by, Ned." And she turned like a young squirrel and whisked herself out again into the open air. Edwina entered the drawing-room and threw herself upon the sofa. It was dark and quiet and no one would interrupt her there.'' She would have a chance to think over what her aunt had been saying. Suppose it were authentic, the will that her aunt had discovered that very morning in its strange hiding place, the old clock ? And her aunt seemed to think it authentic. "I thought it best to tell you at once, Edwina," she had said. "I will not show you the will; I have reasons. But it is certainly your grandlather's handwriting, witnessed by the Bateses, father and son, who called here a week before father died, and sailed a day or two later for Europe. They have been abroad ever since, you remember. There is another thingYour grandfather, just before he died, spoke Kitty's name and then 'the clock!' We thought he meant only the clock should be hers. I cannot tell why I should have been impelled to open that clock this morning. Edwina, if this should be?if this calamity should fall upon you, and I cannot help regarding it as a calamity, I do not consider myself wanting in affection for my sister's daughter, as well as my brother's, but Kitty is so different, so little a Clay?if this calamity should fall you shall share all that I possess, of course. But meanwhile your wedding is set for October; this is the last of August. I do not for a moment suppose that your loss of fortune would affect your betrothed himself, but his family. They are very proud, and very ambitious; they may be even mercenary. Edwina, I have replaced , the paper in the clock, and spoken to no one of finding it. Suppose we leave it so until after your wedding. You need not decide at once; think about it awhile. This, however, is my advice." Edwina went carefully over her aunt's communication. Suppose it were true? Suppose her Grandfather Clay, in some strange, sudden remorse, had done this thing? She remembered the last week of his life. He had been speechless nearly all that week, and taken little notice of anything or any one. It was quite possible that he had turned about and written the few words necessary to revoke all former wills and leave everything to Kitty Carmichael. Yet why should he have turned from one injustice to another? She asked w bitterly why he could not have divided his fortune fairly, providing for both granddaughters alike. t,j ? * it.j .1 ! Jbawina was mr lruui avaricious. nan sue been quite her own mistress?had there not \ been Aunt Josephine to disapprove, as well as other complications?she would long since I of her own free will, have made over half her inheritance to her cousin. But now, to i have everything swept away! It was a ! crushing, humiliating prospect. With Fred-! erick Montgomery, her affianced husband, j it would probably make no difference ; but, with his family? ller aunt's suggestion; was forcible, appalling! With all her faith ' in her lover, Edwina had not lived twenty : years and over and escaped knowledge that; a man's family may clutch and control him with ten times the ease with which they could control a daughter or sister. Edwina was strongly conscious that her father would ; never have been guilty of a runaway match, as had been her Aunt Charlotte, the mother of Kitty. In all such love matters women are infinitely stronger, tenderer and more faithful than are men, and Edwina knowing this, could not measure her lover by her own heart. Edwina lay there for an hour or more. j Consider the matter as she might, there seemed no relief, no solution. She sat up at: length with her head throbbingand her face j on fire. The afternoon was slipping away. She heard the clock strike five. She arose and went out upon the piazza. Kitty was reading in a hammock on the lawn. She j descended and came toward the house. ^ "Have you been asleep, i\ear" sneasaeu. "Your face is Hushed. I'll run and get you a fan." "No," said Edwina, a little sharply; then,! "No, don't, dear; I really don't feel warm. What book were you reading?" "The most exciting affair I could find, of course. Neddie, I wish you'd begin to rush j your wedding preparations a little. I shall perish of dullness here." Edwina moved uneasily. Suppose there should be no wed-; ding because of her altered fortunes ? But Kitty ran on blithely enough : "I've a notion to marry?it doesn't make j very much difference whom, you know. I have begun to think I ought to marry some- i body?anybody that's nice and good-natured j and will take me about the world. You'll I be gone in a month or so, and I'll be left to j Aunt Josephine's mercy." Kitty made a' gilMBnniHHBBBWHnnBHHMM little grimace; she was sitting on the steps, while Edwina occupied a rusticchair above. "I don't see," she ended up, "how 1 shall exist, Ned, when you are married off." Edwina answered with vague bitterness: "Perhaps something will happen to alter things." Kitty puckered up her brows. "Alter things? I'd like to have a hand at that. But there's no danger. I've a precious mind to marry Phil Fortescue. He's not as fine a lover as your Frederick, but?" Edwina could endure no more. "I think I will go in; it is time to dress for dinner," she said, wearily. She did not go at once to her own room. She passed her aunt's door and went towards the chamber in which her grandfather had died, and where the clock stood in which the paper had been found that morning. She wondered how her aunt had come to enter that chamber. It was usually kept locked; all things remained as at her grandfather's death. She turned the knob softly, impelled by uncanny fascination. The door was locked, as usual. Edwina now retraced her steps and sought her own room, where she threw herself upon the bed and covered her lace. Miss josepnine \_my ami ivnss Kitty Carmichael dined tete-n-tete that evening, and Edwina was absent. She was not well was the word she sent down ; they might send her a cup of tea, please. It was a considerable battle that the girl was fighting out'alone. Everythingseemed against her. She plainly read her aunt's wish that nothing be said until a"-* the marriage. She admitted her aunt:~ apprehension as to Frederick Montgomery's family to be well grounded. She conceded that Kitty would be practically as well off in receiving her great fortune a month or two later as in receiving it now. But, on the other hand, truth, honor! Did not these demand the instant wresting of that paper from its hiding place in the silent chamber yonder? Did not right demand that not an hour should pass without Kitty Carmichael knowing her true position ? Edwina was fighting out a bitter battle. Thank heaven, she had courage to look in the face of all possibilities, deprivation, mortification, even the breaking off of the marriage, even wreck and everlasting ruin, i The room was dark now, she had not lighted the gas. The house was still, save that Kitty was playing dance music in the drawing-room, playing softly, not to disturb her cousin. Edwina stood upon her feet once more. She opened the door and staggered out into the hall. She knew that her aunt had come up-stairs. She went slowly toward the latter's room and rapped sharply. "I have come to speak to you about that? that other will," she said "at once. "I?I have made up my mind that Kitty should know of it directly. There is no reason for?for delay." Miss Josephine replied with cold disapprobation :?"I think we found several reasons when speaking of it this afternoon." There was a moment's silence. Edwina could still hear Kitty playing softly in the drawing-room below. Then she spoke again, a little hoarsely: "However that may be, I have decided. I have taken to consider well; I have looked everything in the face, I?I could not sleep to-night with this upon my mind. Will you give me the keys to grandfather's room, that I may go for paper?" The elder lady regarded her incredulously. "You can hardly be in earnest, Edwina ?" "I am thoroughly in earnest," said Edwinia, in a clearer voice. "Will you please let me have the key ?" Miss Josephine Clay had risen to her feet; a certain wild look upon her face?a lookthat only came there in extreme anger?a look that at any time previous would have caused her niece to tremble. But Edwina returned her gaze without tlinching. The elder lady's hand slipped slowly into her pocket and slowly out again. One slim arm reached out disdainfully. The key dropped upon the carpet between the two women. Edwina stooped and picked it up. "Thank you," she said. Miss Josephine answered with a coldness more bitter than any threat: "Go your own way. But, by and by, expect no sympathy from me!" Edwina flew from the room. It seemed to her she must make haste, lest later she should lose the strength now buoying her up. With shaking hands she unlocked thedoor of that silent chamber. The light from the hall made objects sufficiently distinct. A moment later her trembling fingers had "'""'"l thn r\onor Silio nlnupH thpplnpk. LIUOCI.I UpiSlJ tllC pupVi K^IIV v?vvv%? ?..w v.vv?7 came out of the room, and, relocking the door, ran to the balusters. "Kitty, Kitty !" she cried out, desperately; "come up here? quickly." There was a strange ring in her voicenot excitment, but exultation. Victory! victory! The battle nearly ended ! Kitty came running up the staircase, with amazed eyes. "Come into aunt's room," said Edwina, less steadily. Now that all was over, perhaps would come reaction. "Kitty," said Edwin, "aunt has found this in the clock that grandfather left you. You are the one most interested?and?I congratulate you!" Kitty received the document calmly. "Pull up. Ned, pull up! You are awfully excited." And then she read it aloud. "Great goodness!" she exclaimed when she began to comprehend. "You don't suppose that is good for anything." She had turned to Miss Josephine, but the latter sat silent and impassive. "Yes," said Edwina. "It is certainly grandfather's latest will. You see the date? and the witnesses. It?it will change every thing; of course you are the heiress, Kitty; you have been kept out of your rights too long. It?it may be?oh, well; whatever happens it will be for the best, I trust." "Bah!" said Kitty. "And what do you suppose the Montgoinerys will say ?" Edwina drew a little sobbing breath and made no answer. But Miss Carrnichael turned sharply at another sound. Miss Josephine Clay had stirred and emitted something like a sniff of contemptuous pleasure. "Sit down, Edwina," said her cousin, pushing her into a chair. She went over to the mantel then, did Miss Carrnichael, and stood where the light from an unglobed bracket made the writing on the paper more legible. She spoke again presently: "There is just one thing about it. Grandfather?with due respect to ins memory? was altogether too cranky at will making. You needn't frown at me, Aunt Josephine. This has always been my opinion. While everything was Ned's I kept it to myself, but now that everything is mine. I don't hesitate to speak it out aloud. I say, he was cranky/ He might have divided things like a sensible man. As for this bit of writing, I'm too fond of Neddie to spoil Her attairs; .so, nere goes." "Kitty !" Edwina sprang to her feet with a startled cry, for the girl had thrust the paper into the blaze of the gas. Miss Josephine sat as one stricken dumb. "Oh, Kitty!" That was all her cousin could say. The charred fragments fell and were scattered over the mantel, and Miss Carmichael walked nonchalently away from them. "What in the world would I do with such responsibilities?" she inquired. "J'd want to divide with you, that's about all." Tears were flowing down Edwina's cheeks. "Kitty," she said, "the division will be made to-morrow. I ought to have done so sooner; indeed I would, but for"?she broke off; Kitty had glanced significantly at their aunt. She evidently understood. Edwina kept her word and all went well. The marriage was no interrupted. Moreover, Kitty herself was shortly after betrothed to Phil Eortesque, who had always adored her. CS?" The whole matter of secular business on Sunday is simply and solely a question between human greed for money and divine wisdom and thought for humanity, and we are old-fashioned enough to believe that Almighty God will win in this contest, as he lias in all similar ones before. IpsteUaucflusi grading. HIS LITTLE SISTER. A WAR EPISODE TOLD BY AN EX-COX FEDERATE SOLDIER. Somewhere among the archives of the Confederate Government may be found a document dated about September 3, 18G4, wherein Joseph "Wilson was sentenced to be shot, and on the back of which is the endorsement, "Approved?Jefferson Davis, President." You see, my command was then in Virginia, and it was war times of a certainty. We rebels were hard pushed on all sides, having little to eat and less to wear, and it did seem as if a fight had got to be a matter of daily occurence. Some of us were philosophers enough to endure what we couldn't cure, but the young men, and 'specially the chaps who had been conscripted, were terribly oneasy. They was ready to give it up as a lost cause and start for home. Well, this feeling, coupled with starvation rations, sent a good many of our boys over to the Union lines as deserters, and this brings about my story. One of the conscripts in my company was a boy of seventeen named Joe Wilson. All us fellows of thirty or thereabout felt like a father to him. Aside from his youth, he was poor and pale, with no march or fight in him. Bless you! but the idea of little Joey Wilson helping to breast back a Yankee line of battle would have set us all in a roar. He orter been home with his ma, and none of us felt anything but pity for him. One night after the desertions had gone on and become so numerous that the big officers had to take notice of 'em, a trap was sot, and lo! our poor leetle Joe fell into it. Yes,sir?nabbed "in theactof deserting to the enemy," and maybe you know what that signifies, 'specially when that enemy isn't cannon-shot away? It was a surprise to us that the lad had plucked up courage nuff to make a break, but I reckon he was desperately sick of the Confederacy, and hoped in some manner to get back to his home. It was determined to make an example of little Joey, and I guess it wasn't over ten days before he was convicted, and sentence approved at Richmond and an order read that he was to be shot at a certain hour. I suppose it was all quite proper and according to army regulations, but it must have gone hard with the men on that courtmartial to convict him. Had he been guilty of murder I could not have aided to bring in a verdict against him. Nobody had seemed to know or care whether he had relatives or not, and so our surprise was great to learn on the day before he was to be shot, that a little sister had arrived in camp to plead for little Joe's life. It was too late. She had been denied by the President, and of course nobody in the field had any authority to stop the exei!? <".t : ?ll cuuon. one was in nunji an uajr iuug, auu most of us got to see her. If I. should tell you that she was the brightest, chippiest, smartest gal of ten I ever saw I would only be telling you the truth. She was exactly like Joe in looks,'cept a few points handsomer, an' she had his size and walk an ways. Tell you, comrades, when I saw that gal?I believe her name was Nellbreaking down under the bad news and realizing her helplessness, I'd have been willin' to let 'em shoot me in Joe's stead! 'Deed, I would, though I say it long after. I just wanted to lay my hand on her curly head and say: "There, there, poor child?don't cry any more ! I'm all alone in the world and nobody'll miss me, and I'm going to take Joe's place." However, that couldn't be done. Joseph Wilson was the deserter and Joseph Wilson must be shot to death as the penalty. While the big officers couldn't promise anything, they did grant her a favor. She asked for an hour's visit with her brother, and they gave it to her. We had him shut up in the grannery of a barn, and on that very morning I was given six men and told to guard him till he was wanted for execution. It was thus that the gal came tome with a bit of paper on which was written: "Pass Nellie Wilson to see the prisonei for one hour. See that she carries no weapons." It was signed all straight, and I could nol question her right. I was directed to see that she had no weapons hidden away, bul Lord save you ! d'ye think I even referred to such a thing? No sir! When she looked into my face, her eyes full of tears and her heart beating like that of a wouneled bird, I says to her, says I: "Go right in, my dear, and may God bless you for what you've tried to do!" Well, now, in about twenty minutes after she had passed in, what should entei my head but an idea which lifted my head ck'^i off the floor. If that gal was as smart as 1 took her to be, she had a plan to carry out. What? Why to change places with Joey and send him out in her place. That was the idea, comrades, and for about five minits I couldn't make up my mind whal to (to. 1 figured u out oy anu uy, now ever, Under one pretense and another I got all the men but a single guard away from the door, hung the lantern up so as to throw a shadow where I wanted it, and while waiting for the gal to reappear I says to the guard, says I: "Jim, that gal must feel jist awful." "Sartin she does," he answered. "And when she comes out she'll be crying." "Reckon she will." "Poor thing, but I hope none o' us may seem to gaze at her too stout. .She might reckon we had no hearts." I tell you, the last twenty minutes was a hull week to me, and I had to keep mopping the sweat off my face. At last, there was a knock on the door, and I opened it and let her out. I jist felt it in my bones j that it was little Joe, and so I says, says I: "Well, child, I'm sorry foryou, and please don't think any of us here are to blame." With that, I hurried her out as fast as I could, and then had to sit down for the weakness in my knees. Next morning?what! Jist as 1 told you. When they opened the door to lead Joe to his death they diskivered his sister in his place, and she was just cute 'nuff to smile at 'em at that. Joey had been gone for hours, and was safe inside the Yankee lines, Shoot her? O, no! They had to let her go, and it was sich a smart trick that the big j ofticersdidn't want it talked about too much. I Me? Well, they did start to do something I or other, but Grant made a move jist in the nick of time to bust up all the proceedings, and nothing further was overdone. Nobody thought I had any knowledge of the plot, but they hankered for a victim, and might have put me in a serious plight but for having other business on hand.?Detroit Fret j'ress. ? - ? Tiik Vali k of a Wk;.?The liair ol which wigs are made is collected by special drummers in Germany and France. England and Belgium are but poor markets for hair, not because of its scarcity, for both j English and Belgian women have the finest j heads of hair in the world, but because they will not sell it. When collected it is put ; through a cleansing process severe enough t< fetch the dirt out of an elephant's hide, and then dried several times over. The best hair-dressers never buy hair from the head or from private hands. To this rule, however, there are two exceptions. Perfectly white hair is so rare that it is grabbed eagerly from any source, and a liberal pri?c given for it. Natural curling hair is alsc of considerable value. A good wig of white hair costs about $40, and (this is a secret ol the trade and can only be told in whispers) the material of which these wigs are made is clipped from the festive goat, and nevei from the human head. A peculiarly soft, silky kind of snow-white hair originates on the angora rabbit. A perfectly white and abundant wig of white human hair would cost ?1,000 at least, a price which few would , be willing to pay. Dead hair, i. e., hair j cut from the head after death, is never used j by any tonsorial artist worthy of the name. ' Indeed, it cannot be used to any advantage, I as it will neither curl twist nor manipulate, j Hair cut from a living head is not (lead, a fact which can easily be proved by taking a i hair and stretching it out to its utmost. , capacity. It will then contract quickly back to its former position. It will live for a couple of years or more after having been cut, and when it dies the wig, front or switch becomes limp, rough, disheveled and use- j less.?San Francisco Examiner. I I I A. I\ EDGERTON. Upon November 4th, 1885, A. P. Edgerton, of Fort Wayne, Indiana, was appointed to succeed Dorman B. Eaton as Civil Service "Commissioner. Mr. Eaton had been chairman of the old Commission. -In j early life Mr. Edgerton served as a clerk in a New York mercantile house but whilst I still young he removed to Northern Ohio, becoming the agent of the Northern Land Company. He then served for four years in Congress as a Democrat and was the financial agent of the State of Ohio, with an office in New York city. In 1858 he moved to Indiana, and in 18G8 was the Democratic candidate for Lieutenant Governor, Vice President Hendricks being the candidate for Governor. They were both defeated. Asa Democrat he refused to support Greeley in 1872 and came within six votes of being i nominated for vice-president on the O'Con; ner ticket over John Quincy Adams, Jr. He was then nominated as the straight out , Democratic candidate for Governor of Indi- j , ana but declined in a lettter which urged : 1 ^ ' - j- i e_ tt 3 ?; ,.i .1. an Democrats 10 support Air. nrauriuKsauu the latter was accordingly elected. For1 fifteen years he has been unanimously1 elected by the Common Council of Fort; Wayne as the president of the Board of Education, of that city, and, by appoint-; ; ment of ex-Governor Porter is a director of the Purdue University. He has been en' gaged in many successful business enter-! . prises and is in easy circumstances. He ' ; is a practical student of public affairs. He has been for many years an intimate friend and was an associate of Chief Justice Waite, who together with Senator Payne, Governory Gray, of Indiana, Vice President Hen-; dricks and many leading citizens of Ohio ; and Indiana, warmly indorsed him for the place to which he has been appointed, , knowing him to possess qualities peculiarly fitting him for the work of the Civil Seri vice Commission, with which he is in full 1 sympathy. 1 Oldest Habitations in* America.? 1 Maj. Powell, chief of the geological survey, t who has been about a month in the field, has ! ; discovered in New Mexico, near California ! ' mountain, what he pronounces to be the j ! oldest human habitation upon the Ameri- j ; can continent. The mountains in this vi- j I cinity are covered with huge beds of lava, in which the prehistoric man and his com-! [ rades excavated square rooms, which were ; lined with a species of plaister made from ; the lava, and in these rooms were found va- ; rious evidences of quite an advanced civili- i zation, among them a species of cloth made j , of woven hair and a large number of pieces I of pottery. In the sides of the rooms eup: boards and shelves were excavated. In one I room, sticking out of the bare face of the | wall, was a small branch of a tree. When i this was pulled out it was found that there , was a hollow space behind the wall. Col. J. H. Stephenson, Maj. Powell's assistant, , broke this with a pick and found a little , concealed niche, in which was a small j carved figure representing a man, done up ] in a closely woven fabric, which with the j I touch of the hand turned to dust. It was ! . blackened and crisp, like the mummy ' clothes of Egypt. In all, some 60 groups of these lava villages were found, there I being 20 houses in each group. The evi[ deuces of civilization were similar, but re-1 ; moved by their crudity and evident want of 1 olrJll r? n-r?r\rl fWttin tho Q rt ir?le?C fnilMfl 111 nrv.111, <c uv(ii jivhii mv ui v>v*v^ . j the cliff'houses, which have been so fully I ; written up the reports of the geological sur! veys.?Santa Fe New Mexican. t A Notable Scene in the Himalayas. Mr. Adolphus Schiltujinweit, the immortal, though unpronounceable explorer of Central Asia, calls the highland of Pamir "die Welt Zinne"?the roof of the world. On the road j ' from Punjaub to Yark four passes have to be crossed that are higher than one hundred and seventy-five feet, and for a distance of two hundred and eighty miles the J : halting ground is not below the height of Pike's Peak. On the eastern plateau of' ' Beloor Dagh there is a shelter house near a ' ' cliff from whose summit the main chain of ' the Himalayas with all its giant peaks and : immesurable ice fields is in full view from ! the highlands of Lassa to the sources of the Indus, while in the west the head waters 1 of the Oxus and Jaxartes may be traced to . the borders of C'abool, where the peaks ofj Hindoo-Kooh lift their crests of everlasting 1 snow. In spring the echo of the avalanches resembles the boom ot continuous thunder, and in mid-winter, when the storm wind j sweeps the tableland, whirling pillars of snow, scud along the ridges and often seem to dance together like spectres in their fluttering winding sheet. Our "Land of the sky," in the Southern Alleghanies, must be a mere piazza compared with the top roof of the earth.?Science Mont lily. ? ?___ "BlueSkySomewhere."?Children are eloquent teachers. Many a lesson which has done our hearts good have we learned I from their lisping lips. It was but the other day another took root in memory. We were going to a picnic, and, of course, the little ones had been in ecstacies for several days. Put the appointed morning broke forth with no glad sunshine, no song of birds j and no peal of mirth. F There was every prospect of rain?even I Hope hid her face and wept. "Shan't we go, mother?" exclaimed a child of five, with passionate emphasis, i "If it clears off." "Oh ! look out for the blue sky." And so he did, poor little fellow, but ; never a bit of blue sky gladdened his eyes. > "Well, I don't care, mother," he said, [ when the tedious day had numbered all its - hours. "If 1 haven't seen it I know there I is a blue sky somewhere." The next morning there was blue sky, ' such as only greets us after a storm. "There, mother, didn't I tell you so?" 1 cried a joyous voice ; "there is blue sky !" > Then the little head bowed for a moment in silent thought. r "Mother," exclaimed the child, when he I again looked up, "there must have been ' blue sky all day yesterday, though I never saw a bit of it,'cause you see there ain't no , place where it could have gone to. (Jod i only covered it up with clouds, didn't he?" j I Christimi W'nrhJ. Transfusion of Blood.?The public mind has been much astonished and bewildered during the past few weeks by the reports, through the general press, of certain experiments on transfusion of blood said to have been carried on at Denver, Colorado. The popular mind has been astonished and bewildered many times before"now on the subject of transfusing restoratives into the circulation of men and animals. The operation starts, indeed, in mystery. .Eson, the father of .Jason of the golden fleece, becoming infirm, Meda, after drawing the blood from his veins, refills them with a potent fluid, and the old man so runs the fable, rejuvenates. Libavius of Halle, in the early part of the seventeenth century, improves on this fable by suggesting the actual transfusion of blond. Sir Christopher Wren, in the eighteenth century, gives the idea in a more distinct form; and Richard Lower, Edmund King, and Denis, actually bring it into practice, with such effect that the world, startled by the nrst results ana filled with admiring wonder, soon turns round, in disappointment at failure, and lets the pope prohibit the operation in all parts where his mandate was law. Over and over again the wonder has, nevertheless, revived. Early in this century, Prof. Harwood, of Cambridge, revivified a pointer that had been bled, as it seemed, to death, by transfusing into it the blood from a sheep. Later in the century I)r. Blundell made some remarkable experiments precisely similar in character, and now we have the same retold in a new dress, either by repetition of mere narrative or by repetiition of experiment?which it is difiicutl as yet to say. Of the report going the rounds of the press it is quite impossible, at present, to speak with any certainty.?London Lancet. A Sketch of Gibraltar.?Military discipline is here the great order of the day. Never for one moment can you forget the ruling spirit. You dare not produce a pencil and note book till yoursketching pass is duly signed and countersigned, and even that is only given for a limited period, and with the proviso that you must make no drawing of any fortification (as if you could omit the one characteristic of the place.) At every turn you come on newbatteries, great guns and mortars, with their thousand hard, black eyes, keeping watch and ward. Death's playthings everywhere, the very gardens yielding only grapeshot and other Dead Sea fruit. Beside the graceful flower vases are heaped up great pyramids of cannon balls; fixed bayonets gleam beneath the spiked aloes; tall plumes of grasses wave over plumed bonnets, and scarlet blossoms resolve themselves into tartans as first one, then another well-known regiment marches down with pipes playing, on the parade ground in as picturesque a spot as you are likely to find, and Spaniards and Moors, Jews and Brittons are among the spectators, to say nothing of Rock scorpions, as English children born on "Old Gib" are called. Doubtless, also, the Barbary apes are looking down on us from their hauntsamong the cliffs, where they still find a refuge, being protected by stringent laws. They are tailless, of course, as their name im plies, i'oor, humnie-iooKing creatures, yei mure precious than all their long-tailed brethren, inasmuch as they are the sole representatives of the monkey tribe still existing in Europe. Always Late.?Half the valneof anything to be done consists in doing it promptly, and yet a large class of persons are almosl always more or less late. Their work is always in advance of them, and so it is with their appointments and engagements, They are late, very likely, in rising in the morning and also in going to bed at night; late at their appointments also. Their letters are sent to the postottice just as the mail is closed. They arrive at the wharf just as the steamboat is leaving it. They come into the station just as the train is going out. They do not entirely forget or omit the engagement or duty, but they are always behind time, and so are generally in haste, or in a hurry, as if they had beer born a little too late and were forever trying to catch up with the lost time. They waste time for themselves and waste it foi others, and fail of comfort and influence and success which they might have found in systematic and habitual punctuality. A good old lady, who was asked why she invariably was so early in her seat at church, is said to have replied that it was her religion not to disturb the religion of others, And if it were with all a part of both courtesy and duty, not to say religion, never tc be unpunctual, they would save time for, as well as annoyance to others, and aid themselves to success and influence in a t housand ways.?Household. Tri'E Life.?No true life ever was a failure. It may not have been spent in the performance of what the world esteems great and noble deeds; and according to the world's estimate, it may not have been r success. Hut any life spent in the faithful performance of the duties of the position ir which God has placed it is a noble life, and will receive from Ilim the highest commendation. It is not the kind of work we are called to do, but the spirit with which we engage in it, and the manner in which we perform it that gives character and importance to our acts. The meanest service, performed in a proper spirit for Christ, in his estimation is sublime. Or if, in the providence of God, we are deprived of the privlilege of working and are called only to suffer, if we patiently endure as seeing Him who is invisible, under the discipline of suffering our own characters will be ennobled, our example and influence felt for good, and the sufficiency of Divine grace magnified, and life at last, instead of being a failure, will prove a grand success. We should not regard our position, whatever it may be, as insignificant and unimportant. No position is insignificant in which a man may serve and honor God. A Qcekh Colony.?A correspondent says that nine miles from Walla Walla, Washington Territory, is situated a colony of Davisite Mormons. They call their organization the Kingdom of Heaven on Earth. They believe that spirits return and take upon themselves new bodies, and that the spirits of Jesus Christ, John the Kevelator, John the Baptist, St. Peter,and about half the other apostles, King David, Moses the Lawgiver, Abraham, Jsaac and Jacob returned, been born over again, and that they now have those sacred children in that colony, and are only waiting for them to grow up, when theyshall conquer the whole world. They have a sacred corral in which these children play, which none can enter without taking off their shoes. Davis has a daughter about nine years old, who, it is claimed, is the great eternal mother of spirits, and is to be mated, by her father, to her brother in flesh. Davis claims to have the power over life and death ; that he and all who believe faithfully in his doctrine may live as long as they please. Members of this colony do not shave or cut their hair, and seldom comb it. They hold their property in common, but Davis holds the deeds, titles, etc. They do not believe in marriage, but are to be mated by Davis to suit himself. Davis is a Welshman, and the rest of the colony are English, Irish, Scotch, Scandinavians, and a few backwoods Americans. Taking Medicine.?Let it be remembered that it is not the medicine advised by the educated physician which has done the world so much injury, but it is the physic vi*hiffi thp neonle swallow on their own 're sponsibility. When a narrow-minded person gets sick, he "calculates" the saving it will be to him to give twenty-live cents for a box of pills, instead of "employing a physician," besides avoiding the discomfort of "a course of medicine," as it iscalled. This answers for a while in many cases, but it is ultimately disastrous, and health and life are the fearful forfeit. A gentleman had been a dyspeptic, and hearing that a preparation of soda was "good for dyspepsia," he : "tried it;" it acted "like a charm," and for J the next six months he was so enraptured | with its effects that he considered it a duty I as well as a humanity to recommend it to* i every person who seemed to be affected as he had been. Not long thereafter, as he was standing at the gate of his newly married daughter, in London, in a passing call i on his way to business, he dropped down ! dead. On examination, the cause was found in several ounces of soda impacted in the bowels. ? "Illinois."?It is written in the narrative of a missionary that when the French first met with Indians in the interior of the present State of Illinois their reply to a question as to who they were was the sino-Ip word "Illin-wee." that is. "Men." The French thereupon dubbed all the Indians of that interior rigion "Illin-ois," the "ois" suffix being the French orthography for the sound of the common Indian plural in "we" that converted the word "illin," or man in the singular, into men collectively. The French word pat-ois, pronounced patwee, is an example of the same orthographic notation of the "wee" sound, and other illustrations will readily occur to French scholars. In time the French traders and missionaries discovered that there was 110 tribe named "Illinois," but that the Indians they had so designated were the Peoria, Tamaroa, Miami, and so on; that they never called themselves "Men," except in a generic human and not tribal sense. When the region these Indians once thinly roved over, not inhabitated, was established by Congress as an organized Territory of the Union, the obsolete old French mistake of "Illinois" was resorted to for its name; but though we have adopted the French spelling, we have disregarded the French and Indian sound, and pronounce the name as though it were written "Illinoise.?Chicago Current. The 'Possum ox Judgment Day.?A planter owned a slave who was an inveterate 'possum hunter. Away back in 1833 there was a most remarkable meteoric shower, popularly known as "when the stars fell." Uncle Mose was out in a hurricane track, where the logs lay thick indulging in his favoriie pastime. His boy Jeff was carrying the pole on his shoulder. Uncle Mose gazed up in mute astonishment, as the blazing stars went shooting hither and thither, stretching their flaming tails across the horrizon in an awe inspiring manner. Then he stampeded. lie would run a j short distance, fall over a log, and then get I hirt DmrtAf. n ? ?/! r\*?n IT Thon Kq tlfAlllrl I Wil ill.") i\iiccn (luu |/1 atY # xuvii Ai\, Tt \/ujvt make another dash, trip over a decaying: branch, and begin praying again. ' Jeff scrambled after him, still holding on to i his 'possum. All of a sudden Mose remembered that it was Sunday night, and he prayed louder than ever. Jeff called: i "Daddy what mus' I do wid dis 'ere posi sum? "Great Lord 'o massy! Jeff! Yo' got i dat possum yet! Turn'im loose! let 'im ; go, yo'fool nigger! De worl'am commin' , to an en', and w'en de Lord ax me wot I ' mean by huntin' 'possum on Sundy night, doan yo' know I doan want dat 'possum to ; 'pear in jedgement agin me ?"?Jfacon Pel[ egrap/i. i i Skulls of Criminals.?The Anthropological Congress, at Rome, will have a curious feature in a collection of 700 skulls of . criminals, numbered and classified. To . these will be added the photographs of 3,000, ; and the brains of more than 150 convicts, i thousands of autographs, poems, sketches, i and special instruments, the work of crimi, nals, an album containing a record of 700 ?, observations, physical and moral, on 500 ; i criminals and on ,'100 ordinary men. There . will also be graphic maps of crime in Eul rope, with reference to meteorology, food, [ institutions, suicide, etc.; tables of thestat> ure of criminals, in relation to the length of ; the arms, and of crime in towns compared to that in the country. M. Bertillon will . exhibit the graphic curves of 23,000 recidii vistes, examined in twelve parts of the body i and the practical results obtained. Photo. graphs of Russian political and other crimi nals, especially of those from Moscow, and wax masks of a large number of celebrated , criminals, will also be exhibited. All the [ nobilities in the science of criminal anthropology will take part in the Congress.?Aw . York Post. + ? ! Coffee Lore.?Coffee comes to us laden , with the fragrance of Oriental bazars and . the romance of the Arabian Nights. Its ? early history as an economic product is in, volved in considerable obscurity, the ab[ sence of historical fact being compensated L for by an unusual profusion of conjectural statements, and by purely mythical stories. J Throwing legend aside, the use of coffee . | seems to nave Deen inirouuceu irom iiamo?! pia into Persia from the latter country at the ;! beginning of the fourteenth century. Not?I withstanding that its use as a beverage was L J prohibited by the Koran, it spread rapidly 1 I through the Mohammedan nation, and it 1 j was publicly sold in Constantinople in 1554. I I It easily found its way from the Levant to . ] Venice, where coffee-houses were establish>' ed as early as 1615. A Jew named Jacob > j opened the first coffee-house in England, (; selling it as a common beverage at Baliol . i college, Oxford, in the year when the long . I Parliament met.?Floral Cabinet. ! The Pay of Congressmen.?The talk . about ?5,000 a year as pay for a member of . Congress not being sufficient for his support 1 is ridiculous. If the pay was less there . | would not be so much gluttonous living and ,; immorality in Congressional circles at I Washington. (| In 1816, the great Statesman, John C. Cal| boon, came near being turned out of Con; j gress by his South Carolina constituency beI cause he voted fifteen hundred dollars as ! j annual pay to a member of Congress. Even ! Mr. Calhoun's brother-in-law opposed his i re-electien to Congress because he had voted | for a salary of ?1,500. What would the I old-time Statesmen like Calhoun, Webster, j Clay, P?enton, Dickinson, Marcy, and others, say now, to ?5,000 salary, and also, ! about ?2,000 extra in the way of perquisites, j such as stationery, pen-knives, tooth-brushI es, cologne, Ac., now grabbed by members of Congress.?Charlotte Democrat. Weak and Tear of Gold.?The annual j loss of gold by attrition, shipwreck, fires, 1 etc., is very small, not quite two tons, or 1 ?280,000. According to Jevons, gold coin ! loses two per cent, in one hundred years? ! that is, ?140,000 per annum on the actual amount, ?736,000,000. The loss by shipwreck can not possibly be higher than oneI sixth of the ratio of loss in sea borne mer j chandise?say ?2 for every j 1,()00 shipped, , and as the quantity of sea borne gold in 1871-80 averaged .70,41)0,000 per annum, the loss by shipwreck would be 101,000. If we allow 02,000 for loss by tires, we make up j a total wear and tear of . 280,000, or two i tons, the existing stock being a trifle under 11,000 tons. McCullough used to reckon for j jewelers, loss, wear and tear, etc., about .} per cent., which would be nearly 4,000,000 I a year of our present stock .?Contemporary \ Review. The Very Last Shot hy Lee's 31 ex.? Joe Deadwyler says that Nap. Crosby tired | the last gun of the war on the Confederate j side in Gen. Lee's army. At the time of I the surrender at Appomattox the Federals j and Confederates were drawn up in lines j facing each other and but a few feet apart, j The latter were almost starved, having been | without food for several days. While the ! terms of surrender were being arranged ! some very good hogs came along near the ; line, and as soon as Nap. discovered them : I he raised his gun and took one of them in. : The shooting of the hog created a consider- ! able sensation for a little while, as it was i thought by some that the Yanks and Rebs : had got into a tightamongthemselves. The i facts were soon understood, however, and 1 Nap. and his friends had agood time eating i pork for dinner.? J-J/ber/oii, G'a., Gazelle. > HORACE B. CLAFLIN. By the sudden death of Horace B. Claflin, the city of New York loses one of its greatest business men. The name of C'lanin is known wherever the dry-goods trade extends, and that is to the remotest corner of our continent. He was the great rival of A. T. Stewart and the only one in the trade that that shrewd merchant feared. Socially Mr. Claflin was little known, he attended strictly to business and in this way built up a trade which aggregated millions of dollars yearly. The Arm was originally Claflin Millen & Co. They did business in the Trinity Building and established branch houses in all the prominent western cities. In those days Chicago, St. Louis and the other western cities were not the great distributing centres they have since" become, and by the enterprise of Mr. Claflin he controlled their trade. The New York house, would supply the goods whilst the agents would furnish the capital necessary to run the store. As trade increased the firm were compelled to increase the facilities and the great warehouse on Broadway was built. By his personal worth Mr. Claflin became the consigner of the great New England manufactories and he absolutely controlled the trade in "domestic." As the western cities grew up they began to compete for trade, but the house of Claflin held on to a great proportion which will now doubtless go to others and it is doubtful whether a man with sufficient ability can be found to continue the New York business. Mr. Claflin has for many years been one of the most prominent members of Mr. Beecher's church and at the time of the Tilton-Beecher trial was unswerving in support of the pastor. He almost invariably bought the choice of pews in Plymouth Church and at one time paid ?1,200 therefor. He was very fond of tuneful music but abominated anything that abounded in great technicalities stigmatizing it as the "hifaluting style." In the Blaine-Cleveland campaign he supported Mr. Beecher's course and himself advocated the election of Mr. Cleveland. Foretelling the weather.? wnen distant objects stand out very clear in the atmosphere a storm is near. If there isn't any cloud in the sky it may mean more 01 a storm than if the clouds are plentiful. When the stars are numerous and bright that's a sign of bad weather before long. If you see shafts of red in the east just before the sun rises, there's going to be wind soon, perhaps the next day. When the swallows tly high it is clear weather. If they fly low look out for rain. If pigeons hang around the coop it means rain; if they fly away and fly a great deal the weather will be dry for at least a day or two. Of course, I mean well fed pigeons. A starved bird will look tor something to eat,4rain or shine. If a male cat stays in the house of his own accord, at night, look out for a storm in less than twenty-four hours. If a she cat washes her face before breakfast it's a sign of rain. The average dog will come in under shelter six hours before rain, no matter how clear the sky is. If the pains of glass in your windows are cool when the weather is warm rain is near. Xo matter how warm you may be in the city on a summer's day if you can breathe freely the weather will continue clear ; if you feel as if you needed air, or as if choking, you can be sure of rain in a short while.?Brooklyn Union. Arctic Explorations.?From 1496 to 1857 there were 134 voyages and land journeys undertaken by governments and explorers in Europe and America lo investigate the unknown region around the north pole. Of these sixty-three went to the north-west, twenty-nine via Behring Strait, and the rest to the north-east or due north. SWice 1857 there have been the notable expeditions of Dr. Hayes, of Captain Hall, those of Fordenskjold, sent by the Swedish Goyernment, and others sent'by Germany, Russia, and Denmark ; three voyages made by James Lamont, of the Royal Geographical Society, England, at his own expense ; the expenditures of Sir George Xares, of Leigh Smith, and that of the ill-fated Jeanette; the search expeditions of the Tigress, the Juniata, and those sent to rescue Lieutnnonf firpplv fiirthpr sill thp PYMPditinnS fitted out under the auspices of the Polar expedition?in which theGreely expedition was included?and a number of minor voyages, making a total of some sixty exploring jorneys in these twenty-seven years. Silence is Golden.?Silence is golden sometimes. Especially is it golden when you are conscious of irritated nerves, and your temper is in the condition which invites the last feather and rejoices to be broken under its weight. The most amiably disposed people have their days of darkness; their moods when nothing looks bright; their seasons of inconsistency, when they astonish their friends in the art of being disagreeable. If you and I are sadly aware that we are not in angelic temper, that we are fretted by petty things, and ready to quarrel with our nearest and dearest, in danger of saying sharp and bitter things, prompted bv to-day's misery which to-morrow we shall repent of in sackcloth and ashes, there is one safeguard within our easy reach. 4-^.^ Tiie Dread Name of Cancer.?A physiciau, writing in the Medical Review about cases of cancer, says: "I cannot bear to say cancer to these patients. If they are told that they have a cancer they go down hill rapidly. Some years ago 1 was asked to see a case in this city. The doctor said to me, "This is a sensible Christian lady, and I think if you find a cancer it would be best to tell her so. She took the announcement very calmly at the time. A short time afterward I saw the physician and , asked him about the lady. He said, 'She is dead. She had been going around the Lnnep hnf iiftpr shn know that sho had a cancer she never got out of bed, and went down hill rapidly.' It is a cruel thing to do, so never do it if you can avoid it." Max's Ancestors.?I)e Mortillet declares that there is sufficient evidence to show that animals, less intelligent than man, but more intelligent than the existing apes, lived during the tertiary period of geology. The anthropethique, or apeman, was an ancestral form of historic man, whose skeleton has not yet been discovered. This assertion was made at the late Grenoble meeting of the French Association for the Advancement of Science, and from the discussion which followed it appears that the opinion is almost unanimously shared by the scientific men of France. fiST" A noted statistician, Edward Atkinson, insists that there is abundance of room yet in this world. The 1,400,000,000 persons supposed to be on the globe could all find easy standing room within the limits of a field ten miles square, and by the aid of a telephone could be addressed at one time by a single speaker. In a field twenty miles square they could all he comforably seated.