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We appeared to be floating in an unfathomable infinity of gray, above, below and on every side. You thought sometimes as the sharp prow cleft tie mist-that it would soon cut through the wall of fog and would burst out in a sunshine stretch of sea. But al- wa\*s you are disappointed, and the bank of clouds still lies upon the sea, dark, dreary and impenetrable. A little group of us had taken some camp stools and crossed the steerage bridge to the forward turtle deck. At first we chatted gaylv* together, but it re quires a robust temperament to resist the depressing influences of a fog off the banks of Newfoundland, and conversa tion drooped. One of the group was a tall, blonde, blue eyed German of about 50 years of age. He spoke English with just the faintest trace of Teutonic accent, and ap- [>eared to belong to the class of solid, in telligent and successful German-Ameri cans so frequently seen on ocean steam ers. Some chance remark made by him suggested the possibility of getting a story from him. Yielding to the general demand, he said: Chin-chin Camp is up in the mountains across the range from Fort Laramie. At least it was late in the fifties, for at that time I myself represented about 1 per cent, of the entire population. I went to Denver first, and hearing good reports from Chin-chin struck off up into Wyo ming. Joe Dougan had already been a mem ber of the camp some time when I readied there. Ho was a strange fellow, but his most striking peculiarity did not attract notice till a few nights after my arrival. Most of the aristocracy of the place were in the back room of ‘*The Inferno” (I never found out bow the proprietor came across this appropriate name), where a rude keno apparatus was in full operation. A number of the boys were seated at tho little checker board tables. The marker had just let a white marble drop into his hand from a cigar box, which ssr _ Timer marxreu v.. . v . Jus. as he turned to the board behind him, two men at one table simultaneously yelled, “Keno!” Then followed cries of “That was my button!” “You lie!” and a volley of oaths; there was a scuffle; tho table was overthrown; the larger of the two men seized the other, and, • almost with the strength of a Hercules, threw him over his shoulder. One of the fellow’s heels struck the chandelier of oil lamps, and the next instant the room was in dark ness. The scuffle continued. Then above the confusion, a voice cried: “My God, look there!” We did not have to bo told the direction, for there across the room glowed and sparkled in the darkness two gleaming eyes like balls of liquid fire. There was something demon like in their luminous glare. The click of a revolver lock was heard in the stillness which fol lowed; but a voice from the direetion of those fiery eyes said sternly, and with in cisive distinctness: “Drop that gun, I’ve got the draw on you.” At that very moment the door into tho saloon in front opened and a widening shaft of light fall across the Egyptian darkness of the room. Tho marker ran in with a lamp: tho gleaming eyes faded, and we saw leaning calmly against tho wall the burly form of Joo Dougan. A smile flickered about his mouth as he saw our scared faces; the point of the re volver, which was loosely held in his right hand, dropped down across his breast, ns lie leaned carelessly against the wall. Soon Dougan put up his re volver, made his way to the door with out a word, and disappeared. For a week we talked of little else in Chin-chin camp but Joe Dougan’s eyes. He was a good Matured fellow, and submitted with good grace to all sorts of public demon strations and investigations. Nearly every night after dark the boys would get hint to stand across the street and call out the names of cards as they were drawn from a deck. Then they were passed in turn to the crowd before the il luminated saloon, and the keenness of Dougan’a jteculiar eyesight was vocifer ously applauded. Occasionally some skeptic asked the privilege of drawing out the cards, and would turn the back toward Dougan, who sat on a doorstep across the unlighted street. But Joe would invariably say, “Turn it 'round, 3 - e fool! I can’t see through the card.” And again Dougan would shoot at a mark in the darkness, and often cut tho bull's e.ve, to the edification of s|>ecta- tors, who tested the result with a dark lantern. Dougun’s skill with tho revol ver was so great that Jack Hinton, who was on closer terms witii him than am' other man in camp, to show at ouco his friend’s remarkable eyesight and uner ring aim, on one occasion stood up in the dark with a lighted cigar in his mouth, which was to be Joe's target. He cut the lighted end clean off, leaving the stump in Jack's mouth. Dougan was, as I said, very good na- tured. but nevertheless he had almost no intimate friends, beside Jack Hinton, who was one of these broad hearted fel lows that everybody seemed naturally to trust and take into confidence. Dougan kept by himself when the novelty of his strange faculty had worn off and lie could avoid publicity. He was a great, tall, strong bunt man, with light hair and mustache. He had, however, a way of stooping over as lie walked that made him look shorter. This and his habit of going about with his eyes Imlf closed were due to the desire to hide those gleaming eyes which darkness made so grewsome. One day when Jack Hinton went to Dougan’s hut he found him reading. ‘As Joe laid down the book his friend picked it up and found it to be in a strange language, which he judged to be German. On the fly leaf was written “Friedrich Bauer.” Jack looked inquiringly at Dougan, who explained that it liad once belonged to a German friend. This did not, however, explain to Jock the fact that Joe had been reading in it and had turned down a leaf when lie laid aside the book. Just at this time a young man arrived in camp. He w, etely christened “Dutchy,” an< jected to a variety of rude praci all of which he bore with impel gravity. He was a persistent f< spite of his rude, ludicrous Engli somewhat of a mineralogist. So, few weeks, he had made himsel; quainted with methods of work and investigated well the geologic as; the vicinity. At last “Dutchy” ran across a n that seemed to indicate the presence valuable vein somewhere in the neigh' hood. He at once laid his plans, st off a claim, and with the money he ngster told me all about it last week.” Dougan sank down on the edge of the h with a low moan. Hinton looked X him lielph-ssly; once or twice he es- ayed to speak, but no words came from ~ Jips. Ach! mein Fritzchen—und meine .rjioene Helena—noch ’mul veriureii!” yUaued Dougan, with ids face in his Vinds. Then he arose and staggered from ♦no cabin. Hinton watched the tottering figure cross the stretch of moonlit ground mill it was lost from sight in the uncer- laiu shadows. Just after dark the next evening Joe £ougan went down the road toward the young German's cabin, but finding it — j j •«-***«* 1 ^ • v brought with him got a number of inter pmpty lie walked on. He did not notice at work running a tunnel obliquely into a hill. His claim lay to the east and up the slojie from the working of a gang of tramp miners, who looked on w*ith cvfl eyed jealousy at the confident way in which the young German laid his plans. Week after week passed. ‘'Dutchy’s” sloping tunnel was completed and they were working on a double cross gallery. The young fellow’s money ran low, but his spirits and his faith in ids judgment did not. Then lie had nothing left U. pay the men witii and they quit work. Still the determined young fellow toiled on alone, digging, blasting and carrying, but the mother vein seemed no nearer than before. The boys got to betting on whether “Dutchy” would strike it or not; some, sustained by his unswerving self confidence, backed the young Ger- nian, but more were willing to give odds the other way. At last one day there were rumors about the camp that “Dutchy” had struck the vein. That night Joe Dougan happened to dow was ojien. and though it was a dark, cloudy* night and there was no light in the cabin, Joe stopped in the road aud stared at the ojien window. He s.*^w something which you or I could not have seeft. It was the figure of ‘-Dutchy” sitting on the edge of his bunk, holding a card in his hand. Moved by some im pulse, he knew not what, Dougan crept uj) nearer; he saw it to be a photograph which the young German held in his hand, and which, although lie could not see it himself, he pressed to his lips in a way that showed lie knew so well face thereon that the darkness made no difference with him. His back was half turned toward tho window into which Joe Dougan peered. Tho youth finally tne figure following him in the twilight, it was Jack Hinton. It grew dark as Dougan strode on. He turned off from the road and went up the slope, where by day the yawning mouths of several soat- ieren tunnels could be i-een. ••Duiohy's working night as well as Iby now and he’s going to s;*e him,” muttered Hinton to himself, as he ob- ‘■erved the direction Dougan had taken. It grew still darker as Joe proceeded up the hill. At last lie stopped at one of the ;lark openings. Hinton crept nearer aud jvas about to speak when Dougan sud denly turned and walked on in a diagonal direction up tho slope. The action puz- yled Hinton, but there seemed to lie some method in it, as if the man had caught sight of something up the mountain. As Dougan proceeded further up his form emerged from the shadow of tho distant mountains, and Hinton could see it dis- tincth* against tho starlit sky*, for the moon had not come up yet. Then all of a sudden Jack saw the form of his friend pass the young German’s hut. The win- jydrop down. Then he felt sure that Dou gan had seen something which was not visible to bis own ordinary eyes, and had kiid down to creep nearer the object or person without being observed Hinton at once made toward tho spot where ho had seen Dougan crouch down. Ho had hardly reached it when a pistol shot, fol lowed by two more in rapid succession, rang out; he saw the flashes not far away, and then dimly discerned two figures flying off down the slope. Hinton ran to the spot. A couple of dark bodies lay on the ground among the rocks. One the cof them moaned and turned, and Hinton recognized the g-.iriug eyes of Dougan as they turned toward him in the darkness. “Joe!” lie cried, as he dropped on his knees beside the fallen man aud lifted lost in thought. Then Joo caught tight of the picture. He gave a sort of chok ing gasp, and hurried away* in the dark ness, murmuring, “Ach! du lieber Him- mel! Helena!” Dougan strode fiercely* down the valley road. He passed unheeding two dark forms moving along in jet his hand drop into his lap and seemed khis bead into his lap, -for heaven’s sake, what dcH-s this mean': 1 Are you badly iiit ?” “Yes, Jack.” said Dougan, with an effort. “I'm done for this time, sure; I feel it coming. They would have killed Limy boy- and stolen his claim, Jack. 1 Thank God for these eyes I have cursed so often; I saw them up here.” Dougan stopped and ground his teeth Hinton opened his the blood the best he euuig iwo uam the direction of' the camp. One voice exclaimed: “For God’s sake, what’s that!” The other re plied with a laugh, “It’s only Joe Dou- gan’s eyes.” But Dougan heard nothing and saw t together in pain, j'shirt and stanched ’’tjould. j •* “They meant,” continued Dougan, j brokenly, “to bore—into the cross tun- nothiug save the face of the photograph , nel—and flood the mine from tho flume that had so startled lum. His mind wjuS -to-night—stop up the mouth—and a tumult of confused thoughts and hn t vtirown the boy like a rat. Jack—so they asserted recollections. Ho walked on down the valley; tiH the road ran s shadows of the pine forest. AboVf» th. clouds grew lighter, and a faint,Jumi-f position of the hidden moon. rue through the trees could be seen clouds scudding across the moon’s face, aud at Iasi these broke away and frosted waves of moonlight flooded valley and moun tains. It pierced the dark alleys of the pines and fringed the road with a lace- work of delicately traced shadows. Still Dougan strode on till the road ran out from the forest again and followed the course of a stream that caught and tossed back from its ripples the sparkles of moonshine as a necklace of diamonds flashes the light. Joe Dougan stopped as lie stepped out of the cover of the pines, and the glorious prospect of moonlit slopes aud peaks burst upon him and brought him back to a consciousness of him self aud his surroundings. Then he sud denly turned squarely* arouud aud walked quickly liack the way he had come. When he reached the camp there were no lights to be seen; even the saloon was dark. He went to Jack Hinton’s cabin and knocked at the door. There was no reply, but the sound of heavy breathing | could be heard within. Again he knocked. | a long succession of hard raps. At last | a voice said: **Eh! What’s that?' Oh I 1 Hello! Who’s there?” “It's me—Dougan.” There was a sound of bare feet on the j floor, and then the door was opened. “What the devil are you doing about j this time of night?” growled Hinton. “I want to talk with you, Jack,” said i Dougan. “I must talk, and you’re the ! only man in camp that I can trust—it 1 seems like a dream to me—it is too good : to be true. Just tell me, Jack, if I’m ! asleep.” “Oh, come, Joe, wlir.t’s all this non sense about? Out with it!” Dougan turned toward him and spoke fast and abruptly: “My name isn't Dougan, Jack; it's Bauer” jouid jump tlie claim—but I and my •yes saved him—tell him that. Jack— ell him his father saved the claim for lum rs head sank back on Jack’s lap. Tlis eyes closed, but he opened them again iu a moment, and Hinton saw that their strange glow was growing- fainter, as the man’s life ebbed away. “Oh, Helena!” murmured Dougan, dreamily. I’m coming back—mein leibes Schaetzchen!” and he ran off into a stream of German, no doubt going back to the old days in the fatherland. Once more he opened his eyes and looked at Hinton. There was a dying flicker in them. “Ach, mein lieber Freund, auf glueck- liches Wiedersehen—good-by, Jack!” His head fell back limp aud lifeless— tho light had fled forever from Dougan’s eyes. The big, blonde German stopped, took out his handkerchief and blew his nose. At that moment a faint, groaning sound came floating out of the mist. It woe the fog whistle of another steamex*. “Well,” said the German, “that’s about all there is of it. Let's eee what that is ahead. ” We all started up. But some one said: “I thought you remarked at the be ginning that you were a party to this history. I don’t see just where you come in.” “I was the young German, Bauer,” replied the man simply.—John S. Phil lips in Pittsburg Bulletin. marck, {hough through an interpreter, much interest as to the sentiment in my own country about the war. At this time William 1 of P. ussia was 73 years of age, and, dressed in the uniform of the guards, he seemed to be the very ideal soldier, and graced with most gentle and courteous manners. The conversation, winch was brief, as nei ther of us spoke the other’s native tongue, concluded by his majesty's re questing me, in the most cordiaf way, to accompany his headquarters during the campaign. Thanking him for his kindness, I rejoined Count Bismarck’s part}*, and our horses liaving arrived meantime, we mounted and moved off to the position selected for the king to witness the opening of the battle.— Gen. Sheridan in Scribner’s Magazine. The Climate of Panama. The country through which most of the canal must run is a forest of jungle so thick with underbrush that the na tive cannot penetrate it without fu-st cutting out his path with ax and machete. The climate of the isthmus is very unhealthy, and the deadly Chagres fever kills one attacked iu thirty-six hours. Those towns which have been built expressly for tho large numbers of laborers are composed of small frame houses, but their location is too close to tho im mense excavations to be healthy. There is no sight more oppressive than the dead stillness during a heavy rain on the line. Tho reddish yellow, soapy soil is so slippety that one can scarcely stand on an incline, and ou this surface the water runs to the bot tom, where the excess is carried off to lower levels, but tho most of it forms in stagnant pools at the bottom. The high paid superintendents have very comfortable dwellings, and they enjoy a ver3* easy life, but tho condi tion of tho wretched laborer is terrible. From living in the hot fever vapors, exposed to wet and dry weather, and breatliing an air vitiated by contact with a newl}* turned soil, their com plexions have become a 3*ellow aud transparent parchment, as seen in the last stages of consumption; but the necessaril3* high wages induce them to continue, well knowing they arc giv ing up life for gold, until the com monest isthmus sight is seen, i. e., the laborer laid out on his bier in front of his wretched shanty, with two candles at his feet.—Panama Cor. New York Times. Mode Up of Interruptions. Dr. Holmes’ view of conversation is extremely autocratic, and would be intolerable to a democratic people like the French. In his opinion the car dinal offense is interruption; the lit eral and unimaginative interrupter is the individual ho denounces, but it is plain that it is the fact of the interrup tion, not the interruption of fact, as he might say, that really exasperates him. French conversation is in great part made up of interruptions. Its es sence consists in “give and take.” The most brilliant conversationalist is he, or she (for in Franco women practice this art as well as men), who succeeds best in dormer la repliquo. Hence epi gram and repartee abound. —'VriHi uj risgwwt tiiwpip"W to state some truth, sentiment, fact most felicitously and to draw from it some apposite conclusion. Hence tho the little preachments, anecdotes, ser- monettes which season our dinners. As for post-prandial eloquence, in which our prandial conversation so often culminates upon the slightest excuse, to which it is merely the modest prelude, and toward which it tends with increasing momentum from tho soup on, it is nearly unknown in E’rance.—Vv. C. Brownell in Scribner’s Magazine. RUSSIA AS A COMPETITOR. “Gooo heavens!” ejaculated Hinton. ■ “Those were my books you saw in my hut, but I didn't know. I thought I was Joe Dougan, but to-night it all comes back to me. I am not Joe Dougan; I am Fritz I’uer. Oh! I can tell you how it was, anu you will believe me. When I first came to this country I must have been terribly sick, for all that time has been a blank. When I came to myself, I had forgotten my own name. In some way I think I am Joe Dougan—where I got the name, I do not know. Some- thing seemed strange alxrat it all. hut that weara away. Sometimes I thought I drea* *1 I had a wife and child, hut 1 caniK ake it out clearly, and at last I give ic up, and I aui content to be Joe Dougan, and let the dreams take care of themselves. The sickness left me with a strange name and those cursed eyes. But to-night. Jack, it all came back to me; tiie haunting dream came back aud then it all cleared up. and I find 1 am not Joe Dougan, but Fritz Bauer. To-night 1 went by the cabin of the boy 30U call “Dutchy;" for some reason I looked in, as he sat there in the dark; he held a photograph in his hand: I caught a ! glimpse of it. And. Jack,” Dougan ; to a whisper. 1 lowered his voice almost “my life upon it. it God be praised for tin Don’t 3*ou understand, Jack—it was my wife and this bo\* is my boy, my son, my Fritzchen?” “My God!” exclaimed Hinton, and Dougan could see that his face was as white as a sheet. - “What is it, man? For heaven’s sake, speak,” cried Joe. Hinton stared at him a moment in a dazed way. “You didn't speak to him, did you. Joe?" he gasped. “No. no! What of tliat?” “Why, lie thinks you’re dead,” con tinued Hinton, hoarsely. “Well, what of that? I ain’t,” cried Dougan. “But—but”— stammered Jack. “His —your wi-fe—thinks you’re dead!” The Growth of Brahmlnl.sm. Tho absorption into Brahminisin is becoming, under the pax Britannica, day by da}*, a more important feature j in Indian social economy. As surely j as the English bring' fresh uncultured i tribes under their civilizing influence, j-so surely do they add to the number j of tho Hindoos; as surely as the iron j hand of Anglo-liidian law, by refusing ! to recognize any difference between i man and man, causes tho upward rise | in the social scale of those that labor to good purpose, so surely is the cause I of Brahininic orthodoxv:.tranced and j its influence widened. 1 have watched ptlie first process myself in the ease of : the recruits to our little army* of Gurldias; the wild mountain boy, on joining his regiment, is taught not .only* his drill, but also the Hindustan: 'language us understood in military circles, and with it his religion, i. c., a ('smattering of current Hinuooism. The second can be seen in progress any day all over India by* any one who will take the trouble to observe the career of a successful handicrafts man or small trader. At first an “out cast,” dealing only* in matters of re ligion with his tribal soothsayer, as he gathers money he sets up a Brahman priest and minds the orthodox gods, t and at last, when respectable and wealthy*, he develops into a full blown Hindoo; and then, since in all Hindoo- ism ceremonial orthodoxy is synony mous with social respectability, fie adopts Hindoo manners to the full— isolates his women, prohibits the re marriage of widows, marries off his infant children in the proper quarters, and practices the thousand and one wm my wife (and (^customs peculiar to his adopted re- *.-e eyes for once;! ! ligion.—Cupt. R. C. Temple in Journal of the Society* of Arts. { • Gen. Sheridan and Kina William. Not far from Mars - la - Tour we j alighted, and in a little while an aide- | de-camp was introduced, who in- | formed me that he was there to con- 1 duct and present me to his majesty, the king of Prussia. As ve were walking along together I inquired whether at the meeting I should re- ! j move my cap, and he said no, that in an out of door presentation it was not etiquette to uncover, if in uniform. We were soon in presence of the king, where—under the shade of a clump of second growth poplar trees, with which nearly all the farms in the north of France are here and there dotted—the Well,” roared Dougan, “didn’t I tell j presentation was made in the simplest you I ain’t? Wliat's the difference?” aud most agreeable manner. •But, Joe,” begun Hinton again, His majesty, taking my hand in tremulously, “she—she's married agoic^ i^h of his, gave me a thorough wel- —tb**re. I had to say it. Joe.- expressing, like Count Bif- TJie Petroleum Trade Revolutionised—A Cotton Raising Region. Till recently Russia lias constituted a little world of its own and its immense population has in t disturbed the people living in other ci untries. In seeking to enlarge its borcl;rs it has had troubles with other nation s, but otherwise it has not crossed their track. It has not been a competitor in the great commercial marts of the world. It has produced some superior leather and iron that have been used for certain purposes, but lately it has been held that articles equally good have been made in other countries. It has exported considerable wheat, but there has been little fear that the amount would be increased. It has not seriously injured 0111 market for grain and meat, while it has bought our cotton, tobacco and petroleum. But within the past four years Russia has revolutionized the petroleum trade of the world. It has established lines for conveying oil from near the Caspian to the Black sea, and has constructed iron vessels for carrying It in bulk not only to all tho leading ports of western Europe, but to Africa, India and Australia. The Russians were the first to use crude pe- : troleum for fuel on locomotive and ! stationary steam boilers, for making illuminating gas for burning brick and j earthenware. Recent English papers state that ar rangements have been made for bringing frozen beef, |K)rk, mutton and poultry from Russia to British ports during the coming winter, and the Ijelief is expressed that live animals and eggs will soon bo brought at all seasons of tho year. If desirable they can be brought mast of the distance by rail or sent all the way by water from jiorts on the Baltic sea. It is now believed that immense quantities of grain raised in Siberia will be sent to England, France and Germany from the same jxirts. Siberia is the largest if not the best grain territory in the world. It is capable of supplying all western Europe with breadstuffs. The central I and southern portions of it are well adapted for raising wool. The building of the Transcaspian rail road has opened up one of the finest cot- i ton raising regions in the world. The ; soil is rich and the climate delightful. Labor there is cheaper than in Egypt or India. One-half the cotton used in Rus sian mills last year was produced in i central Asia, and efforts will be made to I produce the entire amount needed within : the next four years. At the end of that time Russia expects to export raw cotton. The profits of raising it in a region where plowing may be done during most of the ; year and where no fertilizers are re- j quired are enormous. With cars and 1 steamers run by petroleum cotton raised in central Asia may within five years be laid down in Liverpool to com pete with that produced in the United States. The region traversed by this same sys tem of railroads is also said to be won derfully adapted to the production of fine wool and tobacco. For centuries large flocks of sheep and goats have been kept there and liave been the chief sources of wealth. With good facilities for trans porting their fleeces it is likely that these 1 flocks will be largely increased. Some , state that the tobacco raised in central i Asia is superior to that produced in Turkey, which is prefer^l for making cigarettes and smoking in pipes.—Chi cago Times. LEAVING THE WHITE HOUSE. airs. Grant and airs. Bays -The Last HOW TO UVE LONG. speech thanking •filling the posi- Good-by—In Europe. “When the time came for us to leave Washington my heart was broken. When Mr. Hayes was elected I invited Mr. and Mi'S. Hayes to come directly to the White House, but they* refused. Ou the Sunday previous to tho inaug uration I gave a dinner for them, so that Mrs. Hayes would not feel a stranger. The dinner was lovely and everything was arranged splenuidly. There were seventeen of my own fam ily at the dinner and a large number of prominent guests and the legation and cabinet officers. I shall never forget Mrs. Hayas when she entered. Hie largo doors were thrown open and the general and I advanced to meet them. She was walking by Mr. Hayes, but did not hold his arm. She was dressed in white silk and her dark hair was combed smoothly* over her ears. Her soft, black eyes shone like dia monds r.n l her efieeks were os red as roses. I took her hand in mine—it trembled a little—and said, 'Welcome, Mrs. Hayes, to the White House,’ amt then my guests surrounded us and she was soon at home. After dinner tho chief justice administered the oath of office to Mr. Hayes in the parlor. On Monday I did not go to tho inaugura tion, because I was busy burning old letters and papers that my father had owned, some bearing the date of MOO. I had seen two inaugurations, those of the general, and I did not care to see any more. I had a lovely luncheon ready for them on their return and 1 also ordered tho dinner and the break fast for the following morning, so Mrs. Hayes would not have that worry the first thing. Then I told tho stew ard he must go to Mrs. Hayes for orders after that. ‘‘After dinner, as I was still hostess, I said to Mr. Hayes: ‘Shall wc return to the parlor?’ and he gave me his arm and Ulysses took Mrs. Hayes’. When we got iu tho parlor I said, *1 hope, Mr. Hayes, that you will be as happy here as we have been for eight years,’ and then I said, ’Good-by,’ and wo drove away. I told Ulysses as we were driving away that I had.intended to say to Mr. Hayes wlmt Gen. Buck ner said to him when Buckner vacated Fort Douelson: ‘My house is yours,’ but I fo**got it. Uly’sses just put his arm aroum] me and said he was glad I had not. All the servants who had served me during our term gathered in the hall to say farewell, ana they were crying and I cried witfi them. After two weeks of hourly festivities, I might say, we left Washington ou a special train. My car was filled with flowers, and after we had been escorted to it a senator made a st me for so successfully filling tion of mistress of the White House. Then another senator, a dear friend of mine, said it was wrong tliat wo ever should leave it, aud somehow I began to think it was. They went out arid left me and I began to cry. All my pent up feelings burst forth at one bound and. as I tell you, my tears would have floated the ship of state if gathered in a reservoir. I cried for easily Tony miles, and then-the gerT - eral came in and said: “ ‘Why, Juba, my dear, what is wrong?’ * “ Tfeel like a waif, Ulysses,’ I sob bed, ‘I have no home.’ “ ‘Never mind, we will soon have another one. Remember what a re lief it is to me to be released from that position. Now wo can do what I al ways wished to do—visit Europe and maybe travel around the world before we return.’ ‘‘And so he cheered me, and I never felt a regret afterwards. It washed it self away in those first tears.” ‘‘And he had his wish?” I said. “Yes, we traveled around the world and were received everywhere with an ovation. What was the most interest ing place to me? The crypt where lay the bodies of Ferdinand and Isabella. ‘Every school child in America knows tho story of Ferdinand and Isabella,’ I said to the dear old priest who was our guide, and it seemed marvelous to him tliat it should bo so. I went down into tho crypt where they lie. ‘Just think. Ulysses, they have been here for 400 years.’ ‘Julia, come away,’ he said, for he always bated to think of death. ‘But think, Ulysses, 400 years’-— ‘Julia, I will leave you,’ ho replied, making for the door. ‘But, Ulysses, I want you to think’ ‘Julia. I’ll shut you in,’ ho said, so 1 flew to lum. Then the dear old priest showed us the J 'ewel box containing the jewels which Isabella pawned in order to send Co lumbus to America, but some of the party thought it looked suspiciously new. Then be took down 11 heavy silver crown which was dottv d with jewels. It was heavy und not ;.t all pretty. He said: ‘Now, it is only right that tho queen of America fbould wear the crown of tho queen who was instrumental iu finding America.’ Bo I bowed my head and he put the crown on ruy boiuict and Isabella’.*; scepter in mv hand, and I waved it at our party. I soon *>ot him to take it off, and right glad I was to lie clear of it, for it was very henvy and not at all pretty.”—Nelly Bly’s Interview in New York World. Commercial Honor la I rmjoe. In their commercial transactions Frenchmen trust one another to an extent that often strikes tho foreigner with surprise, but it must be admitted that a change is working in this direc tion. Not many years ago bankrupt cies were of rare occurrences in France. The causes which led to bankruptcy existed then as they do now, but the fact of beiug a bankrupt was considered such a crushing dis grace that traders used extreme pru dence in their dealings, and when the times were had sacrificed comfort and pleasure rather than run the risk of not being able to meet their liabilities. ; Now bankruptcies in France are com mon enough and their number is in- 1 creasing every year. Familiarity with | the idea has removed from the fact much of its old social stigma. Tliat i horror of getting into debt, which is I still characteristic of the French peo ple, is much less so tlian it was. —Paris Cor. Boston Transcript. Adulteration of Pepper. The rnicrobconlst of the department : of agriculture, Professor Thomas Tay lor, nas ascertained that the substance used in adulterating pepper is the seed j or stone of the olive. These are ob- 1 tained in large quantities from the olive oil factories, and ground up ' with tho pepper corns, the extent of the adulteration being in some cases ; as great as 50 per cent. No method of popularly detecting adulteration of pepper has yet been found. In balk the pure pepper is darker in color than ; that to whicn olive seeds have been ' added, but the difference is so slight that no person, unless possessed of a | sample to compare with, would be ' able to discover any difference.— ' Science. I plan is not Farts That CentcaarbuM Too Mach. Blessed are the poverty stricken, If longevity be a blessing. The majority of the eighty-four centenarians who wees alive in France at the taking of the last census were extremely poor. There were twenty-oue of them living on alms as beggars or in almshouses. The open air life of a shepherd must be also condu cive to long life. A beggar named Rives, at Tarbes, was born in 1770, and a woman who herded goats in the Oeven- nes mountains had exceeded 118 yean. Widows survive into a greet old age; their husbmds more often than widow ers pay such a bad compliment to their wives. The proportion of the centenarian widows as compered to the same class of widowers was as 41 to 98 in 1884. la this because the ungentle sex are the more deeply sentimental, or the gentle ones eat lees and have better regulated tempers? •• You know—or perhaps yon don’t know—that nothing hastens senility Ukd habitual guzzling. Would it not be. well to hang up the above statistics In {he dining rooms of city companies and at the Mansion house? Your elderly gas sier on the shady side of middle tUt-fe/1 though he lives, in many respecta dead. - His brain is starved by the clogging of the hair like arteries which usedto feed it. The sediment that chokes them comes of too nutritive food and too mods of It His bones are dense and weighty, his muscles rigid, his knuckles chalky, and his lungs and throat ready to catch cold. Turkish baths keep off, in a de gree, these effects, but the beet to be gourmand. Those centenarian beggars, I dare eay, had not the means of eating heavily, and few in the south of France, to which they belong, drink deep. Mcst, too, Is there dear and trying to bod teeth, and fruit is plentiful, cheap and good. This last won’t make bone and muscle hi a * child—a reason why it does not clog capillary arteries. But in the south It has a deal of force in it derived straight from the sun, which is convertible Into vivacity. Eggs are also plentiful', beds laying in the south four mot* months in the year than in the north. The egg b-* ideal food for any one who wanton «*• at > nutriment in a small volume., I should , pity the French mendicant who could, not procure at village inns an Omelette or an osaf sur ie plat. *“ !l ><•-** * “ It is a fact worth noting that most icf - the families who were raked;.to high positions and profusely gilded by $beFirft<. Napoleon are extinct, that tboaa etUl. existing are represented chiefly by women. The First Empire and its wars did not play havoc with the duheS and princes who sprang up around its head. The harm was done by the second fpp- pire, whose ideal was fairs bombancsu The higher ciaoC Bonaportisto ate, drank.. and were nearly all guzslen, and man-' aged to soak any amount of fine wines at their lunches and dtaners. . '.Thi.> fashion in their time came in of having s* , many wine glasses at each plate as there , are flues in a great stack of When appetite palled, the 1 was brought - in to act on the stomach os a tonic and enable it to through as much more as It had 'Through alrea^yT One of 'the why the late Marshal Bazaine a get quickly out of Metz to bar the way against the Prussians was that the em peror started before him, and aotbe road was blocked with the service de la bouche and the wagons carrying the belongings of his imperial majesty, which were truly impedimenta. When the Israelites were under a the ocracy, and the chief priest’s sons ate as do city of London aldermen, the Philis tines routed them. Likewise de Soubise was immortalized by his sauce for mutton chops and disgraced by his defeats. The old French monarchy was done for when Louis XVI, whether try ing to fly from France or a prisoner of the assembly in one of its most stormy sittings, could not do without a heavy' meal at the usual hour. I never saw anything so prodigious as the service de la bouchc at tho Tuileries and Fontaine^ bleau. The kitchens there were vast fac tories, and were situated at a great dis tance from the court dining and ban queting rooms out of respect for imperial nostrils. By the time, therefore, tea dishes got to table they were spoiled.— Paris Cor. London Truth. About Undo 8ms* On a sign board in front of the regular army recruiting station in Park row 1 every day in the year can be eeen the words, “Musicians wanted.” Clarinets, filers and snare drummers are always in demand, because skilled musicians can find more lucrative employment outride of the army and consequently they do not enlist. The pay of an army murieian is f 20 per month, und no distinction is made between a pounder of the baas drum and a skillful clarinetist Another deterring influence is tliat the-army musicians are not allowed to play out side of camp or barracks and thus earn an extra honest dollar. Cornet players are as plentiful os sparrow* in the park and applications are received every day for positions. Thu clarinet player’s S ince in tiie baud is the hardest to AIL— ew York Evening Sun. Th« Red Clover Crop. The failure of several crops ot red clover in New Zealand was explained by the absence ot the fructifying insects which are requisite and necessary to the perfection of certain plants. A hundred wild bees were imported from England and set free, and in that district the clover has begun to flourish.—New York Sun. 1 c * ’a While searching through his fa< effects Ticket Aj*ent Moffett, of Knox* viile, Tena., found a gourd over 100 years old. It contained many old papers, among them a note from Davy Crockett, E iyable to William Moffett, for one ahlll* g and three pence for a barrel of whisky and a keg of cider.—New York Evening World. On* of PompelJ'a Victim*. A few days afterwards I returned for another day at Pompeii. The Impression was greater than ever before. The city and tlie hill now came into relations with one another in a way hitherto unfeit There was a fearful reality about the harrowing spectacle in the museum near the gate of Pompeii. The slender, grace* ful form of that woman who preesee her forehead against her arm as she lies face downward and gaape for breath; the untold agony in the features of the pros trate man, who still fog life, that last figure in a line of chaired human forms which lie before us. m per* entombed In the were when 1 they were : ashes—all to us and bring us terribly near to them women of centuries ago. Theirs wm indeed an awful martyrdom. Bat the fire, which brought death to bestowed upon n immortality. Pompeii Urea, while thousands of ’ompeii vhich h l passed forever.* Globe. r. Boa-