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4 »• TWO VIEWS. W i i ' • MS* Who dwells yithin a shadowed val'^ Knows only Rrase and tree, The mower’s scythe, the milkmaid’* pall, The streamlet flowing free; Of sky a slander, shining space; The tiny wren, the sparrow] The world Is but a little space, How narrow, oh^ow narrow? ; Bnt he who breathes keen mountain alr~ Views spreading Held and wood| There spired cities glisten fair, He.« eagles And their food; Above him clouds are vast and coo ' Afar illm sens abide: Of rushing thoughts his soul is full, For earth and heaven are wide. —Ntmmo Christie. A HIGHWAYMAN. ON* 8HEI.DON w«» making the European tour; her education was finished and she and her mother had spent the last two years in traveling. Zona’s mother was a wealthy widow, and Zona was an only child. Her reading and culture bad given zest to her travels, and she hud understood as well as seen. The important subject under discus sion on the October morning which brings them to our notice, is an invita tion to be present at a wedding in the north of England. But here was a dilemma. Mrs. Shel don was so indisposed us to bo unfit for the journey, yet she did not wish Zona to stay at home. Unhappily, among other ideas, per haps a little erroneons, Mrs. Sheldon had a firm belief that it was a perilous undertaking to travel in a compart ment car, unless there were so many passengers that there was no possible danger of assault. “i don’t want you to consider mo at all, Zona,” said her mother, "I am not ill, ouly just indisposed enough not to leel able to take such a journey. You know Mrs. Oauuet will take good care of mo. If you will only promise not to go into an empty compartment, 1 think I can rest easy.” “Very well, mother, I will promise yon that,” said Zona. Morning saw our heroine at the King’s Cross station anxiously scan ning the carriages to make sure of one well tilled, and at least one or two ladies in it. At last she saw one that met her requirements, and slipping a coin into the hand of the gourd she entered. The train steamed out of the station find Zona took a survey of her fellow travelers. There was a family—father, mother and three children, an elderly lady, two business men, and in one corner a man whom she did not par ticularly notice. She took out her fountain pen and a sheet of paper and wrote: “All safe; compartment full.” At the first stop ping plaoa she gave it to the guard and the busy wires carried it to ‘h*cr mother, setting at rest her fears. And now Zona, who was a good traveler, settled down to enjoy herself. For awhile she looked oat of the win dow, admiring the flying landscape. Then she produced a book and began to read. Anon a new sensation stirred within her; she dr6w out her dainty little watch and looked at it. Twelve o’clock and twenty minutes. Two hours since she had started. She hud down the book and opened the 1’ttlo lunch basket, then she drew oil her gloves, tucked them in the pocket of her jacket and began to eat. The man tu the corner took this opportunity to read the title of her book. “Bigelow Papera." “I know she’s an American,” he thought. “I can see it from tho tip of her nose to tho too of her little boot.” Zona, all unconscious of his scrutiny, finished her dinner, returned tc her book, and I must admit, fell asleep for a while. Bhe did not know when some of the other oocupants of tho compartment got out, and about 4 o’clock she was roused by hearing the mother of the family say : “Wake up now, Tillie! Wake up I We get out at tho next station.” Zona looked about with a start to see the October day darkening down and realize that when tho family party should leave the train, she and the man in tho corner wonld bo tho ouly occupants of the compartment. Hereupon occurred a strange thing. Zona, who had never before felt a fear in travelin!’, began to recall all her mother’s stories with which she was wont to fortify her theories of the dangers of traveling in compartment cars. For a moment Zona was possessed with an lusiinu desire to scream, and only by a strong efiort controlled her self. Tho man in tho corner, who up to this time had not moved from his seat all day, now rose and walked to tho other end of tho car. Zona trembled with fear. He reached under the seat and took out a small baud- satchel, which he opened. Was he going to get a revolver? No, it would be a knife, a revolver would make too much notice. She watched him with fascinated eyes. Ho took out some thing small and slipped it into the pocket of his coat. Boon he rose again and sauntered to the far end of the car. He lit a taper, bent down and was engaged in something—what was it? Zona pat her hand to tho window and made a desperate effort to open it, that she might be ready to call the guard. The man heard and tnrned; he came quickly forward: “Allow me,” he said. “Oh, no, thank you.” said Zona hastily. Bhe felt sure he had designed her purpose and that there was a co vert menace in his tone. Ho settled down in his corner again, and Zona cast furtive glances at him, and always when she looked he with drew his gaze from her. . “What a powerfully built fellow he ia,” went her thoughts. “What a villainous countenance. One can see he is a desperate follow. How foolish I was to let my watch and ring be aeon t I am sure he is looking at my ring.” Now the ring was a beautiful dia mond, given to Zona by her mother, and Zona, with a disregard of conven tionality, wore it on her finger which is uanally set apart to carry the signal of engagement. Therefore, his thoughts were, “Engaged I Well, I don’t wonder, she surely is the loveli est girl I ever saw. I wonder who the happy fellow is. What can be the matter with her, though? Bhe doesn’t look a bit like she did the first part of tho day. I’ve a notion to speak to her; au American girl isn’t likely to be so squeamish as a native—here goes.” “I beg your pardon,” he said aloud. ‘You look wearied. Do you go much further?” “An Englishman wouldn’t speak without an introduction," thought Zona, “if ho hadn’t sumo design.” It was some little time before tho question wa* answered, for she was making a calculation whether if she should tell him that her journey’s end was near he would be likely to make the best of his time, and attack her immediately, or whether he might perhaps abandon his purpose alto gether. Bo that, as I said, some time had elapsed in tho uncertainty when she said: “I don’t know, sir.” “You have never been in this part of the country before,” he said tenta tively. Bhe answered in brief monosyllables to tbis and several other remarks, and he, perforce, relapsed into silence. “He wants to make me talk and throw me off my guard," thought Zona, again attempting to open tho window, and this time with success. Boon the darkness increased, and the hollow rumbling told that tho train had entered a tunnel. With tho echoes thundering in her ears, Zoua’s nerves strained to catch any sound of motion made by her companion. All at onco sho felt a sharp sting, and a shriek from her mingled with the yell of tho engine, as it gave vent to its joy at emerging into tho daylight again. Tho man was at her side. “I beg pardon for intruding; are you hurt?” ho asked anxiously. Zona thought his anxiety was caused by fear lest the guard might have beard her scream. At the same time she beoamo conscious that tho pain was in her right eye. A cinder from the open window bad lodged in it. “if you would let me,” said the strauger, producing from his pocket a handker chief. "Chloroform!” flashed through Zona’s braiu, aud she shrieked out. “No! don’t come near me.” “Poor thing!” thought the would-be Samaritan. “Bhe must sailer dread fully.” Then aloud “I am snre if you would >>nly—” “No, I tell you»” said Zona, vehe mently, with a stamp of her foot. The mau subsided iuto his corner and Zona, with her eye fast swelling, bitterly repented her temerity in taking the journey. “I’ll never travel alone again! Oh, dear! I don’t suppose I’ll ever travel at all again ! I have laughed at dear mamma, aud thought her lussy. I ought to have considered that she knew the world better than I." And then came a long whistle. The man in the corner rose, snatched his satchel, the guard unlocked the door —“Newcastle, ma’am; you’re at your journey’s end,” and he picked up her valise. Will Zona Sheldon ever again know such a sense of relief, or will any other face ever be so welcome to her as was that of the burly guard, as ho made this announcement to her? Bhe was safely on the platform, and a coachman narrowly watching tho pas sengers, stopped up to her, saying “Mr. Mowbray’s carriage for Miss Sheldon.” “I am she,” she said, in a voice which her mother wonld not hare rec ognized. “Lot me hare your valise, then,” said tho coachman, extending his hand. He opened the door, and Zona.step- piug into the carnage, sank back on the cushions and burst into hysterical tears. The man who had been in the cor ner, standing with satchel in his hand, gave a low whistle as tho sight met his gaze through the window. Walking forward to the coachman he said, “Give rao a lift, Riley, 1 guess I’ll ride with you." * “All right, Mr. John,” said* the coachman, lifting up the satchel. “Como down from Edinbro, sir?” “Not directly, Riley. Let me down at the gate, and don’t tell them I’ve come. I want to have a bit of a joke with them.” “Hall right, sir.” “So that is the traveled young lady who is to be bridemaid to morrow, and stand up with mo! If I’m uot much mistaken, she will be iu no condition to stand up.” He swuug himself lightly down at the gate. The carriage was driven up to the hall. Zoua was helped out and warmly greeted by her friend Louise, while Riley, to avoid answering ques tions, drove away. The first greeting over, Louise looked about her. “Where is Riley? Didn’t Cousin John come? I thought maybe he would come with you; he went down to London a few days ago.” “No, there was no one with me, only a horrid”—and here hysterics again threatened her. “My dear Zona,” said Louise, noticing her agitation, “let me take you iu; you are positively trembling with cold." “Oh, yes; do let mo get np upstairs a while! 1 had a dreadful time! I’ll tell you all about it.” * And in Louise’s snug room the prospective bridemaid recounted her woes, and was pitied and comforted, and assured that she should not be allowed to go hack alone. “Cousin John Pierpont, who is going to be best man, is going down and ho will see you safely back. You know ho is an American, a graduate in medicine, and has been studying in E linbnrgh. He is going to spend this winter in the London hospitals, and I know yon will like him. I hear a bustle now. I believe he has come. Will yon excuse mo till I go down and see?” Of coarse Zona wonld, and Louise soon ran np again. “Yes, it is he; and now, dear, din ner is ready. Let me help yon.” “Oh, Louise, dear, you must excuse me from dinner. I can’t go down with this horrible black eye.” Thus Lonise went down alone to dinner, where she related in full the sad journey which her friend had. “vVould sho recognize the villain, do yon suppose?’’ a'-ked Dr. Pierpont, who bad listened with much interest to Louise’s recital. “I don’t know, indeed,” said Louise. “She says he was a tall, powerful fel low—very sinister looking.” “You had better let me see her eye, at all events,” said her cousin. “If you don’t she will not be fit for duty to morrow.” “Zona,” said Louise, as she cime in after dinner, “Cousin John thinks you had better let him examine your eye. Ho says it is dangerous to let the inflammation run on, and he thinks it will bo quite well to-morrow if you get a good night’s rest.” “Well, if you wish it. I don’t want to spoil your wedding, after all.” “Miss Bbeldon, my cousin, Dr. Pier pont,” said Louise, as she ushered-in the doct>r. Zona, whose vision was much impaired by the sore eye, did not recognize him as the man in the corner. He merely bowed. “A clean pocket handkerchief. Louise,” ho said cheerily. At the sound of his voice Zona looked np quickly. A twinkle shone iu John Pierpont’s blue eyes. “Now, Miss Sheldon, one moment and it is out,” he said. . “What instant relief I” exclaimed Zona. “Thank yon, doctor.” "You are quite welcome,” he re plied. “By to-morrow I hope you will have quite forgotten it.” There wan little sleep that night for Zona Sheldon. , “What a little idiot I have been! How could 1 have imagined such things of him? He is tall and powerful— that was right. But dark and mur derous looking! Why he is fairer than I. What blue eyes, and what a pleasant smile! Oh, how can I meet him in the morning? I wish Louise had not told him.” But sleep came at last, aud Zona woke radiant as ever. Bhe dressed and went out into the park to settle how she should meet Dr. Pierpont. But it was settled for her; n sudden turn in £he path brought hev face to face witli him. A moment’s confusion—a flush that dyed her whole face, and then the smile on his became contagious, and she burst into a peal of merry laughter, which he echoed. “Dr. Pierpont,” she said, ‘T hope you will be merciful and keep my se cret.” “I am not likely to tell a secret so much to my disadvantage. What was it? Villainous—” “Please, doctor,” she implored, “1 did not notice your looks at all. I had parted with my senses.” “Very well, then,” he said. “It is a compact. Let us go back to the house for breakfast and say no more abont it.” Had not the whole honsehold been absorbed in the wedding, they mnst have seen that there was a secret un derstanding between tho compatriots which qnickly ripened into intim acy. “And Zona is to go back to London ander your escort. John,” said Louise. “Provided she is not afraid to travel with me,” he said, with a laughing bow to Zona. A smile was her only answer. They were seated—the sole occu pants of tho compartment. “Will yon toll me one thing?” said Zona. “What was it you took out of your satchel and put in your side poc ket?” “Bo you don’t wholly trust me, even yet,” he said with a smile. “It was a mirror. You looked at me with such a horrified lace that I thought there must be sometbiug wrong with my looks. Now, will yon answer me a question? Had you made up your mind what to do if worse came to the worst?” “Yes,” she said laughing. “I was going to take off my watch and ring and offer them to you, as well as my purse. I iancied you looked at my ring particularly.” “I did,” ho said after a pause, “be cause, you know the Huger you wea* it on. May I ask, Miss Sheldon, if there is anv particular significance in it?” “It was given me by my mother,” she said simply. “Then,” ho said, “will you give me the right to put oue on that finger?” “I am very grateful, indeed, Dr. Pierpont,” said Mrs. Sheldon late io the evening, as the three sat in her parlor, “that my daughter has had your company. 1 never feel safe to have a lady travel unattended in a compart —” Her auditors glanced at each other and burst into incontrollable laughter. —Atlanta Constitution. Australian Cattle. The annual “cattle crop” of New South Wales is about 400,000, with an annual consumption iu Sydney of 110,- 000 head. The Queensland “cattle crop is abont 1,000,000 head, with an annual consumption of about 50,000 head. BUDGET OF FUN. HUMOROUS SKETCHES FROM VARIOUS SOURCES. My Grandmother’s Hat-Afraid of the Risk—At the Concert— Quite T rue—Satis tied, Etc.. Etc. M> grandmother's hat, in colonial days, Was a wonder for poets to sing; H Turanddauguter flashes it now on my gaze, A1 the play—and I can’t see a thing. —Judge. AFBAID OF THE RISK. Carrie—“Jack thinks I’m fickle.” Lena—“That’s probably tho reason he doesn’t propose a second time.”— Life. AT THE CONCERT. Maud—“Isn’t it grand? She plays entirely by ear.” Synecns (bored)—“She must be very deaf.”—New York Tribune. QUITE TRUE. Orator—“My friends, what is the price of liberty?” Binthare—“Three to ten dollars, according to the judge.”—Judge. SHE KNEW WHOSE WORD WAS LAW. “Shall I ask your father, dear?” ho inquired, after the worst was over. “Just see mamma, George,” she re plied.”—Philadelphia North Ameri can. TIME SHOULD BE ECONOMIZED. Mamma—“When you feel angry, you should always count ten before you say anything or do any thing.” Johnny—“But it takes me too long.” A MARRIED MAN, HIMSELF. “I should like to go to my mother- in-law’s funeral this afternoon, sir,” said the bookeeper to the “old man.” “Bo should I,” replied the proprie tor, as he turned to his desk again.— Pack. SATISFIED. Perry Patetic—“They say a man enjoys restin’ a whole lot better after a good, hard day’s work.” Wayworn Watson—"Well, fer all I know, it may be so; but I ain’t ronnd tryin’ any dangerous experiments. Cincinnati Enqnirer. He does not even know what one plus two plus three are.” Miss Pedagogical—“Perhaps you are too abstract with him. Make your work more concrete, .isk him what one apple and two apples and three apples are. ” Mr. Bad-teacher (in the class-room) —“Young Pickaninny, what arc one apple and two apples and three ap ples?” Young Pickaninny—“Boss, is dey big apples? If dey is, dey is mos’ a peck.”—Judge. Destruction of Sodom aud Gomorrah. The destruction of the oldest seats of civilization and culture in the Jordan Valley and the Dead Sea dis tricts, namely, that of the four cities of Bodom, Gomorrah, Admah and Zeboim, is one of the fixed facts of earliest tradition, aud for the critical geologist the phenomenon presents no difficulty, as far as it can be traced at all. The tragedy was caused by a sudden break of the valley basin in the southern part of the Dtad Sea, re sulting in the sinking of the soil, a phenomenon which, without any donbt, was in intimate connection with a citastrophe in nature, or an earthquake accompanied by such a sinking of the soil along one or more rents in the earth, whereby these cities were destroyed or “overturned,” so that the Salt Sea now occupies their territory. The view that this sea did not exist at all before this catastrophe, or that the Jordan before this period flowed into the Mediter ranean Sea, contradicts throughout all geological and natural science teachings connecting the iormation of this whole region. That the Pentapolis at one time was situated in the south ern part of the Dead Sea, which is now called Sebeha, is proved also, among other things, by the probable location r.t this place of Zoar, the place which escaped destruction in the days of Lot; in accordance, too, with tho writers of antiquity and of the middle ages, including the Arabian geographers. As yet nothing certain can be determined concerning the location of the four other cities, viz., Sodom,Gomorrah, Admah and Zeboim, of which names only that of Bodom, in Djebel Usdum, is found reflected iu any place in these precincts. And even apart from geological and geo graphical reasons, this seems to be the natural thing, as the book of Genesis represents these places as hav ing been thoroughly destroyed with out leaving any trace or remnant be hind. The fact that now these dis tricts are a dreary waste, and by the Arabian geographer Mukaddasi called SERIOUSLY HANDICAPPED. Freshman — “Isn’t young Rush brawny enough this year to play foot- a “hill,” is no evidence that in earlier ball?” “Benior—“Ob, yes; he’s all right physically, bat a recent spell of fever 1 oansed his hair to fall out.”—Judge. NEW WAV TO MAKE A WORLD. Benny Bloobumper—“Islands don’t agree with volcanoes, do they, pa?” Mr. Bloobuwpar—“What do you mean, Benny?”- “I read in a newspaper that the vol cano of Bogoslov, on the Alaska coast, is constantly throwing np new isl ands.”—Life. times this was not different, and this valley not really a vision of paradise. Dr. Max Blanckenhorn. ENGLISH, Y’ KNOW. Cholly Nobraue—“Bowkeaby is so original, doncher’know. Ethel Endurall—“Yes?” Cholly NoOrane—“At the college declamation contest he weeited “Paul Wevere’s Wide” in a monocle, Deucedly appwopwiate, doncher know!”—Puck. WITH THE CONVERSATION LEFT OCT. Barber (to stranger)—“How would you like your shave? Close?” Customer— “Yes; close-mouthed.” And for the space of half au hour, it was so still in that tonsorial establish ment that one could almost hear the hair growing on the outside of the sample-bottle of hair tonic in the front window.—New York Tribune. UP ON THE CLASSICS. The savage monarch shook his head. “Nisi bonnm de mortuis,” he said. “That is, don’t roast the dead. I guess you’ll have to make it a plain fry. ” The royal chef de cuisine heard the kingly mandate in silence, as became him. As for His Majesty, it was well understood that he was strongly aflected by the inspiration of the classics.—Detroit Journal. A BRONTOSAUR IN NEW YORK. ^ Grant’s Toilet iu Camp. General Horace Porter, in his “Campaigning with Grant,” in the Century, sajs: In the night of the 14tb Lee began to mgve troops to hjs right. Grant now directed Hancock’s corps to be withdrawn and massed be hind the centre of oar line, so that it could be moved promptly iu either direction. When the General got back to camp that evening his clothes were a mass of mud from head to foot, his uniform being scarcely recog nizable. He sat until bed time witu- out making any change in his dress; he never seemed particularly incom moded by the travel-stained condition of his outer garments, but was scrupu lously careful, even in the most active campaigns, about the cleanliness of his linen and his person. Tho only chance for a bath was in having a bar rel sawed in two and using the half of it as a sort of sitz-bath. During most of tbis campaign the General, like the 1 staff officers, used this method of bath- ! ing, or, as our English friends would say, “tubbing.” Afterwards he sup plied himself with a portable rubber 1 bath-tub. While campaigu life is not a good school for the cultivation of squeamishness, and while the General was always ready to rough it in camp, yet he was particularly modest in per forming his toilet, and his tent fronts were always tied close, and the most perfect privacy was s cured, when he was washing, or changing his clothes. While thus engaged even his servant was not allowed to enter his quarters. COSTLY HOSPITALITY. Enthusiastic Proprietor—“What do you think of the new hotel?" Prospective Guest (indifferently) — “Bather fine.” E. P. — “Fine? Grand, I think. Did yon notice the fresco work in the din ing-room and the new iurnitare in the hall?” P. G.—“Yes, I noticed|them.” E. P. (persistently)—“Well, what do you think?” P. G. (gloomily) —“Oh, I suppose I’ll have to pay for them before I leave!” WINNING A NAME FOR HIMSELF. The schoolboy was endeavoring to make one or two things clear to his father. “You see,” he said, “iu just this way. Every time Willie Jones gets into a fight he gets licked, bnt he goes around telling every one that he licked the other fellow, and so he gets the reputation of being a pretty good fighter.” The old gentleman nodded to show that be understood. “And that’s why we call him ‘Gen eral Weyler’’’added the boy.—Chicago Post. HIS MATHEMATICS. Mr. Bad-teacher—“Really, Miss Pedagogical, I cannot teach young Pickaninny anything, he is so stuoid. While the Candle Burns. We are all familiar with the 'act that a caudle burns. Bnt perhaps there are many persons who have t never realized just wty it burns and that a certain degree of heat is neces sary in order to consume the cylinder ; of wax or tallow of which tho caudle is made. In the Arctic regions can lies i will not burn satisfactorily at or be low a temperature of thirty-five de- | grees C. The reason for this is that the surrounding atmosphere is so cold that the flame is insufficient to melt enough of the material for its own subsistence. The feeble heat can do little more than melt out a tubular space around the wick, therefore the flame is small and weak, and some times fails together. The light, en closed in a small glass vase, work£ bet ter, as the temperature is somewhat raised by being so confined and enough wax melts to supply the flame.—Tho Ledger. Yon Will Never Be Sorry. For living a pure life. For doing your level best For being kind to the poor. For hearing before judging. For thinking before speaking. For standing by yonr principles. For stopping yonr ears to gossip. For bridling a slanderous tongue. For being square in business deal ings. For giving an unfortunate person a lift. For promptness in keeping your promises. For putting the best constructions on acts of others.—Detroit Free Press. How One Would Appear If Resur rected, Compared With a House. The accompanying cat shows how a brontosaur, oue of the gigantic lizarus of a former age, would appear in com- THE BRONTOSAUR. parison with the honses, if it conld ba resurrected and turned loose in a New York street. The monster is supposed to have grown to the length of sixty feet. Its enormous body was sup ported by four massive legs, midway between head and tail. It was capable of uplifting itself on itsgreat haunches, so that its head towered above the average tree. It was a harmless monster, subsisting on ferns and aqua tic plants, and despite its strength, incapable, from its unwieldiuess, of efficient attack or defence. It was probably on its swimming capacity that it relied to escape from its many flesh-eating enemies, for. pressing its forelegs closely to its sides, and using its powerful tail for propulsion, it must have been able to proceed through the water at a rate that almost defied pursuit. It seldom strayed far from the water in which it could thus find safety from its foes, and, when on land, it probably made use of its power to erect itself to its great height to detect their approach. As shown iu the cut, the Brontosaurus Excolsus looked perhaps as a giraffe might appear if its neck, many times lengthened, were attached to the body of a Brobdignagian kangaroo, with a tremendous tail.—New York Sun. Chloroformed the Snake. The L. A. W. Bulletin prints a pic ture of a fourteen-foot snake and a let ter from Fostoria, Ohio, written by Andrew Emerine, President of tho Fostoria Bicycle Club, telling how the snake was captured and photographed. “The snake was traced by wheel men for seven miles,” the letter says, “over hills, a river, the fair ground and a race track. It left a trail four inches wide in dusty places, and it was easily followed. When come up with he was on the top bars of a fence gate, stretched along it and hanging down like a clothesline where he wasn’t resting on the bar. “The reptile was captured by soak ing a sponge in cblorotorm and tying the sponge on the end of a fish rod. The sponge was held against the snake’s no-e, and he soon grew drowsy. Then he was tied up in a hard knot and wound about with ropes. Thous ands of persons saw the snake in the city park at Fostoria, and he is now in the museum of the bicycle club. He measured fourteen feet nine inches long.” How to Find Out Her Age. Girls of marriageable age do not like to tell how old they are, but you can find out by following the sub joined instructions, the young lady doing the figuring. Tell her to put down the number of the month iu which she was born, then multiply it by 2, then add 5, then multiply it by off, then add it to her age; then sub tract 365, then add 115; then tell her to tell you the amount she has left. The two figures to the right will tell you her age, and the remainder the month of her birth. For example, the amount is 822, she is twenty-two years old, and was born in tho eighth month—August. Captured a Bald Eagle. Carl Holzhausor, a farmer of Rush- villo, Kan., carried to Atchison a bald eagle which he had captured after a battle with it near Lake Contrary, where he was hunting. He had left his horse, and when ho returned to it found the eagle on the animal’s back, fighting it. When he beat it off the bird attacked him and tore bis clothes and face before ho could shoot him.— New York Sun. A Cat Adopts Rabbits. A sailing vessel which arrived at New York from a foreign port recently had on board a strangel^assorted family. A couple of cats Tind their kittens were living on the best of terms with a pair of yonng rabbits. The mother cat had taken entire x. A cat’s STRANGE FAMTLT. charge of the rabbits and treated them with the same solicitous affec tion that her own offspring received.