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"temptation.
"That is all that you wished to say to
me, aunt?"
"That is all that I wished to say to you,"
the elder lady repeated with slight sarcasm,
and Edwina felt herself therewith dismissed.
She went out of the room and down
the long staircase, feeling strangely weak
and helpless.
Some one came dancing in off the piazza,
for this was their summer home at
, * Broomfield. Edwina knew it must be Kitty;
but Edwina could hardly see. Her
eyes were still blinded by the weakness
that had settled upon her while her aunt
was speaking. She did not call to her cousin,
as she might have done an hour before;
she did not look at her. She did not wish
to see\anyone just now?Kitty least of all.
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.
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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'
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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
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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.
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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.
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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.
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"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.
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"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.
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! 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.
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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.