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I m-'ji The Cry of the Dreamer. I am tired of planning and toiling In the crowded hiv * ol men; hart weary of building and spoiling And spoiling and building again, i And I long for the dear old river j Where I dreamed my youth away War a dreamer lives forever, i And a teller dies in a day. I am sick of the showy seeming, Of a life that is half a lie; Of the faces lined with scheming, In the throng that hurries by. IVom the sleepless thought’s endeavor, I would go where the children play: War a dreamer livee forever. And a toiler dies in a day. I feel no pride, but pity For the burdens the rich endure; There is nothing sweet in the city Bat the patient lives of the poor. Oh, the little hands so skilful. And the child mind choked with weeds, ' The daughter’s heart grows wilful. And the father’s heart that bleeds. Ho, no! from tha street’s rude bustle. From trophies of mart and stage, I would fly to t ha wood's low rustle, And the meadow’s kindly page. Let me dream as of old by the river, And be loved for the dream alway; For a dreamer lives forever, And a toiler dies in a day. —John Hoyle O'Reilly. A DEADLY ENCOUNTER. I have often met old hunters who have heard of battles between the gnz/.iy bear and the immense, tawny panther of the Rocky Mountains; but I have only once knowm a man who bad such a combat. Sergeant Roscman of the —th United States Cavalry, whom I met in Wyo ming while on a hunting expedition in *86, told mo of a fierce fight between “Old Eph” and two mountain lions which he had “umpired,”—as he put it. —near Caspar Mountain several years before. At that time he was stationed at Fort Fetter man. A party of citizens had come out from St. Paul, Minn., to hunt the big game, then so plentiful in Eastern Wyoming, and the sergeant, one of the best hunters in his regiment, was allowed to go with them, tak ng a small detachment of soldiers to look after the camp, and take care of the game, The party had been hunting elk among the foot-hills of the Caspar range, and near the great ragged mountain which is their chief feature, when the adventure befell him. “1 killed an elk,” said he, “early one morning, and as I otten did in a region where there were grizzly or silver-tip bear^t I left it where it fell, for bear bait. There is nothing the big bears of this region aro marc fond of than a freshly killed elk or a black tail. I had already, at one time and another, shot •even bears by baiting in this way, and by the bodies of the dead ibiy in the branches ah es ‘cr lying upon the top of some high reck within a few rods of jour bait, it isn’t juch a desperate ad venture, the killing of a grizzly. A good gun, using heavy ammunition, de cent makmanship, and a steady nerve are all that is required. If you are fresh at the business though, you probably won’t fret a great deal if the bear fails to come. “This time I had killed an elk in just such a spot and with just such sur roundings as I would have selected could I have had full choice. I shot it in the act of drinking at a small baun of water in the bed of a canon, which cut back into the foot of old Caspar Mountain. The side of the mountain on either hand was jutted with deep gorges leading into the canon. Quaking asp thickets clustered around the heads of these ra vines, while the bottoms, wherever vege tation could take hold, were grown to wil'ows, currant and bullberry bushes. It was just the place for bears, and their sign wav as plentiful as I had ever seen it anywhere. “The spot was only a mile from our camp, and wh<n I came in from my hunt,—for we huntei singly or in twos or threes as the notion took us, —I found three of the St. Paul men taking a late dinner. I told them of my suc cess, and invited them to go with me, and lie in wait for bea.'.s that evening. They declined, declaring that they hadn’t lost any bears, and, therefore, didn’t feel called upon to hunt for’em. I was we’-ctme, they said, to gether all the stray grizzlies in the region, and put 'my particular brand ou ’em. “So about three o’clock I went up to my bait alone. I found it undisturbed, perched myself in the crevice of a ledge of rock some thirty yards distent, which position I reached by making a ladder of dry poles that lay among some drift of a recent ‘washout.’ My hiding- place was prrfectly safe from the attack of a bear, shou d I ba lucky enough to lure one within shot, as it was fully fifteen feet from the base of the ledge, at a perpendicular height. “I found the crack in which I could stretch myself at full length, such a comfortable place that I concluded to watch nil night, provided no bear came to my bait so nor. I had not long to wait, however, before I was treated to the most thorough and thrilling sur prise of ali'my hunting experience. “I had lain, perhaps, an hour, and the sun had just sunk behind the moun tains back of me, so that their shadows had crawled over the tops of the lower ones in front, when I heard the sound of soft footfalls just on the other side of a fringe of bullberry bushes, which skirted the stream above the spring where my elk lay. I pricked my ears and looked sharply for the game, which from the muffled sound I took to be two or three bears running down the canon. “I had no time to speculate upon the nature of the animals before there bounded in sight two big tawny moun tain lions! They were lacing down the canon, jumping sidewise and run ning against each other in a way that was, no doubt, intended to be p’ayful, and I was just about to stopone of them with a shot from my rifle when in the Same breath each of them caught a scent of the elk’s carcass and came to a sudden halt. 4 ‘They stood for a moment with heads erect, ears pricked forward, and tails switching eagerly, their yellow eyes gleaming and scintillating, the white spots on their breasts offering a splen - did target if I had csrod to shoot at once. They we:c fine, sleek animals with glossy coats, far more imposing in looks and much larger than the pan ther of the cast and south and I was anxious to bag both of them, which I thought I might make sure of doing if they attacked my bait, as I might easily bore them bath with a single shot from my Winchester express if they got in range. “They hesitated but an instant, a few seconds rather, then leaped the channel of the stream with catlike jumps, ar.d approached the elk which they cautious ly sniffed with pointed noses. I re joiced at the prospect of securing two such magnificent cats. “One of them, the larger and a male, came up to the bait first,snuffed it bver, licked the fresh blood about the neck, then with a sudden proprietary air he mounted the carcass with his forefeet, gave a satisfactory purr, that sounded like the muffled drumming of a partridge’s wings, and switched his tail about with a snapping motion at the cud, just as a cat with a fresh-caught mouse in her paws might have done. “The female took her turn at licking the bloody neck, and snarled her cat pleasure at the prospect of a gratuitous feast. They d d not seem to be in the least hungry, for they made no move toward devouring, but after snuffing and examining the game for a bit they sat about scratching leave i and dirt over it, with the evident intention of pre serving or hiding it for future use. “Thinking my time had now come, I shifted my position carefully, and brought my gun to bear upon them, waiting only for an opportunity to make one bullet kill or cripple them both, as 1 feared that the unhurt one would get out of sight before I could get a fair shot at it. “Suddenly, the big one threw him self upon the elk with a harsh snarl, his hair rising on end, his ears laid back, and his tail switching viciously as he layAA fall length- his head turuv from me, evidently watching some o! ject down the canon. The female, too, advanced nearly beside him, her hair sticking out like bristles, and her angry snarling was deeper and more threaten ing than his. “At first I could see nothing of the intruder against which this fierce threat ening was launched, but I more than suspected its nature, and my excitement rose. Either another lion or a bear was approaching, I felt certain, and so it proved; it was a grizzly, and one of the largest I had ever seen! “He reared himself suddenly out of the bed of the little stream, only a few yards from the lions and the elk. He had been traveling up the bed of the creek,—as bears often do in a shallow stream.—and attracted by the snarls of the lions who had heard him coming had emerged to see what the fuss was about. “To my delight he took in the situa tion at a glance and without a minute's hesitation he shambled toward the bel ligerent cats, mingling his hoarse growls with their savage snarlings. ‘T had heard that the mountain lion would not run from a grizziy, but did not believe it, and despite the fearful threatning of the two before me, I ex pected to sec them give way as the mon strous bear came up. Imagine my as tonishment when, as the grizzly charged within leaping distance, both of the panthers sprang upon him instantly. “I could not properly describe the scene which followed. Both brutes pounced upon the grizzly tooth and nail and closed with him in such a fury of savage outcries as made my hair rise, and my whole body prickle with intense excitement. “The grizzly reared as the two ani mals struck him; as he came up into a sitting position upon his haunches he shook the female lion from his shoulder. But the male lion held him by the throat, his twany body lay along the bear’s body, and his hind legs were working with lightning-like speed and strength. “The bear opened h’s mouth wide, and roared as he turned his head side wise and downward, and strove to catch his antagonist’s neck with his teeth. He failed in his attempt, but at the fame moment Lc caught the lion's body just below the shoulder iu a clutch of his terrible claws, which seemed literally to flatteu the animal between t hem. “The lion relaxed his hold of the bear’s neck, threw back his head, and sought to writhe loose from the bear. It would have gone hard with him, had not the female lion by a desperate spring fastened herself so strongly upon the back of the bear’s neck that he was forced to drop the male and turn to her. Over and over they rolled about the elk carcass. They clawed, ) bit and tore at each other with deep, muffled snarls and growls. Sometimes the bear was on top of a lion, and again both lions were on top of him. “The grizzly would gather one of them suddenly in his huge forearms, bear it down upon the ground in the effort to crush and bite the life out of it, then feeling the teeth of the other which would invariably seize upon the back of his neck, the infuriated mon ster would loose his hold and whirl up on that one. “Som, in one of these whirls, he caught the sma ler lion and gave her such a terrible bite tefore the male’s at tack—which was from behind as usual— cculd induce him to release her, that she lost ‘sand’ completely, and slunk limping away, evidently badly hurt. 4 *The male lion immediately took the defensive, dodged about the grizzly, and leaped easily out of reach of his fu rious charges. I saw that bruin had the best of the fight and was likely to main tain his advantage; and as I was far more anxious to secure the tremendous beast than I was to get the lions, I opened fire upon him with my Winchester,, and gave him a ball behind the shoulder as he turned broadside in one of his rushes at the lion. Luckily the first shot killed him. “The lion, more frightened at the re port of the gun than he had been at the bear, bounded across the creek, and though 1 fired two shots at him before he got out of sight I missed him. The male got off scot free, as I do not think the bear had given him more than a few scratches, but I followed the fenr’e and overtook her in a crippled condi tion some half a mile up the canon. A single bullet killed her.”—Youth's Com panion. How Hair-Cloth is Made. Many pe ople understand, of course, how hair-cloth is made, but for the edi fication of those who do not, we will explain the process. In the first place, horse-hair cannot be died. It repels coloring matter; so to make black cloth it is necessary to secure natural black hair. The horses, in many cases abso lutely wild, running unrestrained, are regularly coralled and shorn. Of course black hair is preferable, but sometimes gray stock is utilizad. Not only the tails, but also the manes are cut; the hair is bunched. These bunches seldom contain hairs of less length than two feet; some are even three and 3£ feet, and the thickness of the bunches is usu ally two or three inches. The hair cloth looms are provided with what we may call a nipper, in place of shuttle, and the nipper is so finely actuated that it travels across the warp and seizes nf Moor to its it, snuglj per travels^ so on and or human accural ate hair is plac threads is redly' sterer. A Whaleboat for Sal The whaleboat the tends sending to the Mataafa, is a gorgeous al Washington letter. The seems, know nothing of boat although they are an island peb] are much of their time at sea. wonderful endurance in the water is to the fact that their boats are so fral being little better than rafts lashed to gether. So this whaleboat is just going to be the finest thing in the way of a wha'eboat ever seen. Three naval offi cers, survivors of the Samoan disaster, are to take it cut—and all the survivors arc shaking in their shoes, each man fearing that he will be selected. They have all had as much of Apia as they want. Teritably Coining a Joke. Coining jokes is a very common fig ure of speech, but we know of only one instance in which a joke was coined, struck from a graven die and issued from a legal mint. The fact it histori cal, and is as follows: In the year 1679 the Danes advanced with a large force upon Hamburg, but after a siege of con siderable duration, seeing but little hope of ultimate success, they finally withdrew and marched back. There upon the Hamburgers caused a medal to be struck in commemoration of the event. On one side of the numismatic curiosity was the inscription, “The King of Denmark came before Ham burg. What he gained by it will be seen on the other side.” On the other side there was a total blank. Chinese Bank Indicated by Umbrellas. The four highest ranks of mandarin in Chi in are entitled to a red silk um brella with three flounces—the smaller nobility may have only two. Gent le-. mcn-commoners of the tw'o highest ranks have a red state umbrella surmounted by a gourd-shaped knob of block tin. The two next degrees have the knob of wood only, though painted red. Then comes the fifth rank, whose umbrella must be of blue cloth with a red painted wooden knob at the top, and only twa floum The governor-general of a provij heralded by two great red las. A UNIQUE FARM. A Georgia farmer Who Raises Oposs^jps for Market. More Than feven Hundred of the Animals on His Place. ion, is the proprietor ue and remunerative It is the “Lime Creek A few miles wiest of Griffin, Ga., is the home of Mr. William Throckmorton. Mr. Throckmorton, sayi a letter to the Atlanta Constit of the most farm in Georgii ’Possum farm.’ On the very hill is a comfo by beautiful shi of the hill is a pi through the veify persimmon grove board fence. Th£ interspersed with it of a well wooded >le cottage surrounded trees. At the foot ptty branch, running mtre of a ten acre □closed within a high persimmon trees are a quantity of old hol low trees and he How logs planted in the ground. Th s is the ’possum farm. It was in the espy afternoon when we arrived, and to tne uninitiated the farm appeared to be anlin>Tnense fruit orchard bearing an oblonglwhitish sort of fruit dead / limbs of the stem. But ap - _ tive. It was not seven aad eight hun- hangmg from the trees by a long^ pcarances were fruit, but betwe drod ’possums taking their afternoou siesta. Our par ty were somewhat unac quainted with th s habits of the Georgia ’possum, and con equently plied question after question tc our highly amused hosts. I now coi isider myself an expert on the ’possum, md here is what I learned and saw: The ’possum, v hen desiring to take a nap, simply climl s the most convenient tree, walks out c a a limb, wraps his tail one and a h ilf times around and swings his body out into space. H:s legs and feet are Irawn close into his body and his heac drawn up between his shoulders until it forms an almost per fect ball and appear* to be a great pear covered with white \ fur. The sun was slcnMy setting below the distant pine moun tuoLS and we were still gazing at cThe qu^fif objects in amused wonder whqn a half dozen* fl&tle ’possums emered from the pocket eff their mother, ran up!) her tail and com-A menced playing on the limb abave. In a few minutes this marsupial stretched her head and then her fore feet out. She swung herself once or twice, grabbed her tail with her forepaws and climbed up it to the limb, which she caught with her claws, untwisted her tail and pulled up. Hardly had she balanced herself when the half dozen young ones climbed into her pock from view. She then cl tree. and were hid ibed down the ?rc than had awakened and from the trees, each one made for id then run up the ch they were to be sizes, [pound, les at Some would while others thirty. The igry, utters a sound ttween a mew and a hundred ’possums |ck that the ground between them, and been forced upon rger. All were ut- souad, reminding ridiers moaning over ^neral, when through a | a wheelbarrow,heap- of trash and slops— peelings, vegetables, aread. As he hove among the ’possums leeding time in a me- [ittle ugly animals ched and hit at one | negro had scattered |ic wheelbarrow over although it was ranted to eat in one |s, and there was con- ratching and biting, last long, for the ra- jnsumed by the great and they commenced ingly contented, and he persimmon trees, rsimmon season the ’possums are not ILd at all, for it is on this fruit they bci ;oine rolling fat and ready for market. Mr. Throckmor ;ou will probably ship five hundred to ewtcin points and the Georgia this winter, him one dollar each, and he makes quike a good thing out of it, as they aro practically no expense to ig to Atlanta and they are generally dressed, but the i lajority go to Wash ington and are shipped there alive. The large shipments ti. Washington are per haps due to the aFcrago Southern Con gressman’s fond ess for 4 ‘baked ’possum and ’taters.” ano the the g well sea place just sidcrable But this did tions were soon drove of ’possur to disperse, see this time climbed During the c.ties throughout They will average him. In shipp Georgia points A PnlplflMUionnire. A minister of tie gospc who is daily seen on Fifth avofnuc taking an airing and enjoying tha promenade is, says a New York letw to the Philadelphia Times, Dr. Jc^HHall, who has made a million out^^^K pulpit, and who is in every seus^^^H fashionable clergyman of thej^^^^H you happen in his murning and know le various pews, and lancial rating in Wall | count enough money an aggregate fortune Fini and foremost in the congregation is a little old man with a brownish red beard who is re sponsible for Dr. John Hall’s coming tc America, for be it known that Hall it an Irishman, and like many other* of that favored land has a copious flow of choice words. This little old man is Robbert Bonner. Bonner heard him in Dublin one Beautiful Sunday morning and was so struck by his oratory that he called on him and invited him to come to America. This Dr. Hall did in time, and today he is the leading pulpit ora tor of this city, with an income ranging anywhere from $75,000 to $100,003; $20,000 is paid him as pastor of the Fifth Avenue Presbyterian Church; $10,000 more is paid him by Mr. Bon ner, or rather his sons, for a weekly contribution to their story paper. HU wealthy congregation gives him $10,000 a year more in gifts, and the wealthy young men and the wealthy papas of the upper ten in New York pay him magnificently for his services in marrying their sons and daughters. He has managed by investment to accumu late $1,000,000, yet he gives liberally to the poor and supports numerous char ities. There is, perhaps, no preacher in the United States who is so inde pendent as he. Like all true Irishmen, he loves plenty of out door exercise, is a good walker, and believes in the good things of this life. With Mr. Bonner he frequently bow’s through Central Park, and he knows a good horse nearly as well as that expert. He lives in a gorgeous house, surrounded by every luxury and a routine of servants. His library is a revelation, even to men who love books, and from the stiff-necked butler who admits you at the door to the smallest and most unimportant persons in the house there is evidence of solidity and wealth that is encouraging to young men who wUh to grow up in the ministry. Trout Can Remember. “Some time before the death of Seth Green, the celebrated New York fish cuiturist and naturalist,” said a Phila delpkian who takes great interest in piscicultural matters, “I paid a visit with him to the fish hatchery of that state at Caledonia. In one of the ponds there at that time there were 5000 large foi^ok trout, every one of which had been captured with the fly—tied on barbless hooks—in unfrequented brooks in the Adirondack region. These trout, Mr. Green said, ha<S, convinced him that fish have reasoning uower and memory. When they were Rooked, and were reeled slowly in by th<Kcareful fishermen who were capturing the^a for the state pond, they had time aadVoppoi tunity to note the form and characteV of the tackle that made them prisoners, t According to. Mr. G^cgn tli§y n\ pCiience. “The trout had been in the pond a long time, the females never being allowed to spawn there, and would fol low Mr. Green as he walked along the edge of the water, tossing bits of liver into the pond. To show that his theory about their memory and reason was cor rect, he would carry a cane and fish rod concealed behind his back. If he took the cane from its concealment and held it out over the water the fish paid no attention to it, but the moment he pro duced the rod with its reel and line attached away the trout scampered like a flash to distant parts of the pond. Mr. Green told me that he would permit any one to cast a fly in that pond to his heart's content, as he was satisfied that not one of the trout would come near it, so vividly did they remember their enemy of five years ago.”—Philadelphia Press. Emperor Kwang-Su. The young Emperor of China can scarcely be said to have attained happi ness with his exalted position. The Queen Regent, an ambitious and arbi trary woman, has succeeded in making the life of her nephew even more’ cut- and-dried than that of most sovereigns, and one can scarcely wonder that Kwang-Su is subject to fits of passion, during which he declares that he will not be an Emperior, but will escape from Pekin, if necessary, and work in the fields. His studies consume about nine hours a day, and, at one time, it was his con stant pleasantry to beg his tutors to allow him a sight of their watches. No sooner were the articles produced than Kwang-Su dashed them upon the ground, and stampei on them, arguing that the tutors would not know, next day, at what time to come. The Emperor is never alone, anl, as we are told by a traveler 4 ‘From Pekin to Calais by Land, ” there is always a retinue following the royal prisoner, to remind him what to do; to tell him, for example, at 4 o’clock, when he is en joying his favorite pastime of fishing, that at 4.15 he must take a walk, or go deer hunting. The Emperor knows very little about the state of his capital, for, when he is taken to drive, enormous sums of money are spent, in advance, to prepare the city for his eyes. The streets are cleaned, rich s.lks and tapestries arc hung upon the house-walls, and every offensive object is carefully removed to a distance. European residents are warned to re main within doors, as it is a point of Chinese custom that no man, European or native, may look upon the face of this august sovereign. The doors and windows of all the houses are accord ingly closed, and the royal retinue moves slowly along through the desert ed streets. THE CHINESE MIMES. An Oriental Dramatic Company in New York. The Players, Their Wardrobe, and Style of Performance. A fresh illustration of the cosmopoli tan character of New York city is afforded by the appearance of a Chinese dramatic company at the Windsor Theatre in a series of select plays from their own literature. Thespiaus in the Orient are as prone to altisonance and verbal splendor as our only P. T. .Bar- num. Each organization styles itself “The Heavenly Eloquent Company,” “The Imperial Golden,” 4 ‘The Pros perity and Beauty Fraternity,” or some thing equally magniloquent. Our visi tors are no exception, and call them selves the Swin Tie i Lo, or Soon Han Lok (“The Sublimest Company”). It consists of nearly fifty male actors, young and old, women never being al lowed to go upon the stage. Minor fe male parts are taken by boys and youths; important ones by a class of actors who have no counterpart in the American dramatic world, but of whom “the female impersonator” of good old min strel days is the nearest approach. Of this class the present company has a notable representative in Tak-A-Wing, who has long been considered a star of the greatest magnitude. His voice is a treble, almost a soprano, and from in cessant practice, both on and off the stage, has become permanent rather than falsetto in character. The pecu liar gait and carriage of the Chinese woman, superinduced by bandaging the feet as well as by circumscribed modes of living, are with him second nature, and he reproduces the actions and manners which Oriental etiquette forces upon the sex with a fidelity which is remarkable. A Chinese dramatic company is as much a unit as a company of soldiers in time of war. When they arrived in New York they did as they do invari ably, engaging an entire floor in a huge warehouse in Chinatown, where they cook, eat, sleep, study and rehearse to gether. They practice unceasingly, and do it in a way that would startle Amer ican players. Any departure from the precedents of their stage is met with scolding and objurgation, fines, penal ties of extra work, and where the of fence is very heinous with corpoteal punishment. Chinese actors are bom, not made, and from the first time they are permitted to appear, until they have become capable and experienced, their lives are a long experieuce of harsh words, jiri “ sTFIpSs. “"They obtain their reward,How ever, in wages that are higher in pro- poition to money values in the east than are the large salaries earned by the pro fession in Europe and America. In the Soon Han Lok the lesser lights receive $10, the stars $50 and $100, and the rest from $12 to $25 per week. As their mode of living is inexpensive, and as their admirers indulge in the pleasant practice of presenting them with money, food, tobacco and opium, their lot is far from unhappy. The “Sublimest Company” glories most of aU in its wardrobe. Their pride is somewhat justifiable, as their many robes and dresses, armor and cos tumes, although somewhat the worse for wear and tear, are about as rich and beautiful as anything ever seen in this country. In the East, men’s attire is remarkable for color and brilliancy. The mandarin, the scholar, the noble, the general and the high official has each distinctive robes, not only for the class to which each belongs, but also for the occasion where it is to be worn. The Sublime is thoroughly equipped in this regard, having not only all the standard articles of wear which belong to today, but also the numerous styles of the past. In the Faithful Vassal they give in this way a very excellent picture of Chinese life as it was centu ries ago under the Tang dynasty. As might be naturally expected, the “Sublimest Company” have not drawn great audiences of Americans to their performances, and here as on the Pacific coast, where they first appeared, they rely chiefly on the patronage of their fellow-countrymen. Americans who go from curiosity to see them are quickly satisfied, aad generally wearied by the tedious ness of the action. The Chinese people themselves look down upon their actors more contemptu ously than the British nation did in the days when the term “player” was one of reproach. For example, Wong Lau, a wealthy merchant of the Chinese quar ter, speaking of the company now here, said: “Of course it is likely that we will go to the theatre to see them, but we go exactly as American gentlemen might go to see a prize-fight. We have abso lutely no consideration for the actors, and not only have no knowledge of them personally, but we would be rather as]iam> d to acknowledge it if we had any. With you Americans the line of exclusion from society is drawn outside of your first-class actors and actresses. You might invite them to your houses, but you would not so invite the lower class of the variety stage. In our case we exclude them all. If I should have a party of friends at my house, and should introduce an actor to them, every one of them would consider him self foully insulted.” The chief play in the repertoire of the new company, and one that has losff been a favorite with Chinese th goers, is Shee-Long Tan-Moo, means “The Loyal Slave, or the ful Vassal.” The play, which is historical character, is of the age o Emperor Tang Tai Zoon, who, aej ing to tho chronology as compilj the missionaries, reigned early seventh century. It was one ol most flourishing eras of the histaj the country.—Harper's Weekly. The Gyps lea. There is a fascination about * 4 gy[ ’ore” which is, perhaps, increasiui felt now that these nomadic insurgej are being gradually—slowly it may but surely—absorbed by the environ!! civilization. The altered conditional modern society make their waaderi] life more difficult; their language is vaded by gaujo elements; mixed mi r.'agcs attenuate the strength of the many blood, and dotted over the mf of Europe there are now little station^ colonies of house dwelling gypsies, wl no longer take the road or “fold th^ tents like the Arabs.” Tho gypsies have boon clearly visible in Europe for four centuries and a hall They have been the Jshmaclites of tl modern world. If at the present ds the law has ceased to treat them harsh! the social pressure is probably greatel so that it is now or never for those wb| wish to make a scientific study of thet) wanderers. The prosecutions of Zingari have been many and bitterJ Even in the last century they were ac-j cused of cannibalism. To their foreign! appearance and strange mode of lifef they added the practice of arts that were regarded as irreligious and heath-| enish. It will be news to many to learn tha it was not until 1856 that, by the aboli tion of Romany slavery in Dacia, the freedom of the Zingari in Europe w<u completed. Colocci agrees with othei observers in regarding the gypsies at practically destitute of religion, although willing to adopt nominally the prevail ing faith of any country in which they may be sojourners. In England they are Protestants, in Turkey, Mohamme dans. Morally they are untrained chil dren, indifferent to everything but th< satisfaction of the desire of the moment, whether that desire be the offspring love, or greed, or hate. While there is but little gypsy poetry among the English tribes, the “gift an( faculty divine" appears profusely botl in Spain and in tho remoter parts o Europe. The gyps/ sings the beauty ol his sweetheart; apostrophises the suxi and stars with heathen fervor, and celfrj brates the success of the knavish ruses by which he has mined an advantagJ over the busno. ^Mial affection, alsq| finds a place in^A songs. __ TheT!CnniEI^ujS7ffi?ntoftte ma terial side of life, there is often a spirit of profound melancholy manifested in these lyrics. The Zingari have always been famous for their love of music. The estimate which gives the gypsy race a miUion souls is probably far be low the truth.—London Standard. A Festival at Samoa. A naval officer stationed at Samoa writes in a recent private letter: “The long waited for tolota, which you may not know is a native festival at which presents of food, etc., are given by the people to the King, ac companied with promises of allegiai came off today, and I saw the gather, all in best bib and tucker, some cases a marvel of rich color. Here is a tiputa in the most dazzling combi nation of crimson and green satin, and there a village maiden, abominably ugly, but with such a headdress, a mass of bleached hair standing on end, at least six inches high, looking like the puffy structure of the dandelion flower, and decorated with shells; in front aro two horn-like protuberances adorned with pink and white feathe:s. “The crowd is like ono of our own on show days—universal; every man, woman, and child in the place and sur rounding country is flocking to the spot. The fathers and mothers are glistening with cocoauut oil; the! r hair is firmly brushed on end aid scented with sandal nut; and they wear stiff lara- aras, or skirts, which bunch out, and give them a curiously awkward appearance. “I don’t know-what you may hear of Samoa now, but certainly Mataafa and the Admiral are on excellent terms. Usually the common people dance before the King, but au especial honor was paid the Admiral by the chiefs dancing, something so unusual here that many people had never seen it before. A very grave, dignified-looking man this chief, with a kind face and eyes that speak very pleaytntly when he looks at you. The gale has destroyed much fruit and other products,and the natives will have a hard time of it making both ends meet for the coming season. Philosopher as Well as Doctor. Some years ago Mr. Bright told an English friend that he had been consult ing Dr. Kidd, mainly because Lord Beaconsficld had said that the doctor was more than a doctor—he was a phil osopher. Dr. Kidd, Mr. Bright said, had offered to come down to pass Sun day at a house where he was going to stay, in order to study his patient. At that time Mr. Bright was suffering from an inability to s eep. “Kidd,’’ he con- tinuei, “took two books and placed them under the legs at the head of my bed, thus giving it an incline. Then I slept, so I suppose Dizzy was right in calling him a philosopher.