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The Nicaragua caaal would come in mighty handy these days. The New York Herald asserts that “war promotes matrimony,” And vice versa very often. Women have the reputation of be ing sympathetic, but if a lecturer of their own sex is to bo believed they are far less responsive than men, and an audience composed entirely of women is regarded as much more for midable than a mixed one. 3 THE PRESENT WORLD. This worM's a pretty good sort of world, Taking it altogether. !n sjiito of tin- grief and sorrow we meet, lu spite of the gloomy weather, There are friends to lore and holies to cheer And plenty of oompensiuiou For every ache, for tin se who make Thu hest of the situation. —Josephine Pollard. of revenging yonrself upon me, bi remember, sir, that I have friend: Bemember law and justice!” “I fear nothing,” he answered, defy man and God! Revenge on yc* is dearer to me than life; and thong J The destruction of the Spanish fleet in the f’hilppiucs removes at once all fear of Spain's interference with our shipping or our ports in the Pacific. The fear has beeh that she would not only harass our seaports there, but would lot loose a swarm of privateers in that sea. The next century will bo much more worth living in than this, predicts the Now York Herald. Not only will there bo Sons and Daughters of the Amefucau Revolution then, but also Sons of the Spanish war, Daughters of the Hi pnno-American war, Nephews of Cuba Libre, Order of the Philippines, and what not. A DOCTOR’S STORY. 1*Y 11. M. N4.JLL. a mg, I would have it.” i saw it was useless to appeal ( him, and I sullenly waited for whf” seemed fate. At his command the ruffian! searched me. One of them, who Somebody calling himself a traveler writes to a paper in Portland, Me., protesting against the present dilapi dated condition of Henry W. Long fellow’s birthplace, and recommend ing that the city purchase it, repair it, and make a Longfellow museum of it It is now a tenement house, and bean n tablet with a vainglorious inscrip tion saying that in it Longfellow wait born. by over at him ered Where a written message alleged t-> bo libellous was delivered to a tele graph operator at one place and him transmitted by sound the wires to another operator another place, to be by reduced to writing and doliv- to another party, the supreme court of Minnesota held that this con stituted a publication of the libel. The court said that mere negligence, unless so gross as to amount to posi tive bad faith, was not a ground for awarding punitive damages, and that therefore an instruction to the efl’ect that the jury might award exemplary damages if they found that the de fendant was negligent in employing the operator who transmitted the message or in failing to adopt proper i ” “revent the traoersiasion of -Yes erroneous. ruleg to libell ~ For an industrial, commercial ancl peace-loving people, muses the New York World, the Americans are no sluggards in war. France declared war against Germany on July 15, 1870. Although the warring coun tries were contiguous, and both main tained large standing armies, the first encounter was uu Aug. 2,at Spicheren. July 15 to August 2, eighteen days. A declaration that “war exits’’ be tween the United States and Spain, and “has existed since the 21st of; April/’ was adopted by Congress and j signed by the president on April 23. The first encounter—not reckoning the j^ i§f bombardment of theMantnn- zas fortifications on April 27,four days only after the declaration—was in Manila harbor, half way around the world, on May 1. And it was one of the greatest and fiercest naval battles of the century. April 21 to May], ten days. No,the “Yankees," though slow to begin w ar, are not laggards in beginning the fighting. If the opera tions are pushed w ith the energy now apparent the end w ill come quickly. Says the Atlanta Constitution:— While the cost of war should not for bid us to resort to that expedient in order to maintain the cause of justice and humanity, still the matter calls for some attention just at this time. Since our first struggle w ith Great Britain in 177fi, we have expended in warfare the round sum of 810,000,- 000,000. ’i he revolutionary war cost us $133,193,703 and 30,000 lives; the war of 1812, 8107,159,000 and 2000 lives; the Mexican war 871,000,000 and 2000 lives; the Indian wars am' other minor wars 81,000,000,000, atm 49,000 lives, and the war between the states 88,500,000,000 and 544,000 lives. In this last struggle is includ ed the loss entailed upon both sides Beveu of the principal wars which Great Britain has waged in modern times have cost as follows: The revo lution of 1G88, $180,000,000f the Spanish succession, 8310,000,000; the seven years’ war, $560,000,000; the •Sjtauish war, 8270,000,000; the Amer ican revolution, $710,000,000; the Na poleouic wars, $8,015,000,000, and the Crimean war $350,000,000,000. War at the present time is calculated to be more destructive than ever, but still the demand of justice and humanity must be met. When M.D.wns tacked to my name, I bowed at two shrines, my profession and—my Angelina. Her name was not Angelina, but my wile being a modest little lady, desires she shall not be dragged before an inquisitive public. Let, then,Angelina represent the real woman. Of course I bad a rival; name, Richard Somers; age, twenty-six; general appearance,striking an l hand some; character, very bad. Neither my atfe-tion forihis gentle man nor his atlectioii for me would have cause 1 a conflagration on any river of which f know. We disliked each other heartily from the first. Being a much handsomer man than myself, he might have been a danger ous rival. However, he saved me all trouble. He committed a fm-go-y which was discovered sooner than he expected. Ho was arrested for the ofi’eiise, tried ami convicted. I was one of the principal witnesses against him. Wiien the sentence was passed upon him, he requested a moment’s conversation with me. 1 shall never forget the look of hatred upon h;s face as hi- hissed out: “You have ruined my love and my life. Renu mber that, and fear me!” 1 attached hut little importance to his threat. I thought it simply the bluster of a self-defeated and disgraced rival. Shortly after, Angelina and I were married, and for two years I heard nothing of Somers. His sentence had been a comparatively light one - a year and six months. After his discharge j from prison, however, 1 neither saw nor heard of hini. For so young a man, I had been very sucoessiul us a physician, prin cipally due to my strict attention to practice. No matter how late, or dark and stormy, might be the right, I promptly attended to all summonses to the bedside of sulf- ring. One night, a little while he hour of retiring, the door-hell rang, ami shortly afterward a man entered the room where we were sit ting. He was not prepossessing. His hair was short and thick, and the general cast of his features villainous. Without hesitation, I put on my coat and hat and prepared to go with him. “A gentleman, ”he said, “had broken his leg.” I thought it a pity that, if the gen tleman were anything like his mes- B ngu-, he hadn’t broken his neck. I did notlell my wife where J was iStugiTor it WAS a (Bstknt part oj Jho town, and in anything bat a FeTpect- able ne’^hho’ ho'yl. I did qot wish to make (lie little woman fUl vous. THE THUMB TRIGGER. New Device Doing Away With the Swerving of a Gun. ^ow to avoid the slight swerving of fie at the moment when the trig- _ is pulled has long puzzled the gun- for pie the bottomless pit were y aw ^] ter on( j annoyed the marksman. FIEM HATERS OF SPAIN. expert gunmaker has invented a e that is iutended to solve the prob and, iu the opinion of those who ^re tried it, it does so. It is mod- id ou a principle entirely new to gun king, the trigger being worked by peered to be kind of treasurer for thEW"®’ T" ^ (gang, secured my watch and pocket! tll . U “ b a , nd , P 1 * 06 ' 1 on , ^P °* «»• book. Then they tied me with stoilf’ m8tend of underneath, where all i oj’GM to a chair. Somers did not address me agamt .i - but sat upon the floor and gamble# 1 , n ® w nfle » the action is 80 with the rest. Presently he rose.and^P 1 ® and lbe mecli aaJsm so free v ue loae.suuM a coin plex machinery nld return by davbreaklfr^ e r {g e can betaken apart an p saying he would return ny x . q a few 8 , CO nds, so few are burr*: -'-J left the to<ftn. He evidently felt I wat in his power and seemed in no to complete his revenge. When he hud gone the card-playing was kept up for a couple of hours, Then the men all stretched themselve: upon the floor and slept. The do opened inward, and across it was thJ’ J^ burly form of the treasure", in spitef of theK of the apparent hopelessness trial, I set about devising some plan] of escape, The first thing to do was to free| myself. I have large wrists and smal hands. In [e parts of which it is constructed. Micro are no screws except the one at joins the stock to the barrel. The remaining mechanism fits to- ther without screws. The firing sec- of the gun consists of only five The mechanism of the gun is follows: When the hammer is awn back to cock the gun the nose a lever is pressed upward. This |ver presses ou a spring formed of a ece of bent steel, the curved end of hich, when the gun is cocked, rests ls - ln . V 1 * 8 ’“'A the J llild “ ot |ainst the rim of the cartridge, hold taken this into consideration. \\ ith-^ re little On our way,the unprepossessing man was very uncommunicative. He an swered my inquiries about the injured gentleman in surly monosyllables. He was apparently in no baste, for be walked very slowly—more slowly, I thought, than was consistent with the welfare of my patient. At last wo arrived at our destina tion. It wat a very dark-looking house, in a very dark sireet. My guide led me up two flights of very duty and rickety s*aiiR, that creaked objo lions to our weight upon (hem. In the third story, we stopped before a d or, which, to my surprise, my companion opet^d with a key which TiA fool; fr ifu his pooacV lYas re afraid that u man with a broken eg would escape? I was still more surprised when,on entering the room, found it empty! He motioned me to a chair, and, re marking ho would return soon,left the roym. For the first time I was somewhat j nervous and suspicions. The empty room—the last action of my guide — | his carelessness,on our way, ns to the health of the supposed injured man— j the lonelv house and neighborhood— 1 all combined to make me suspect foul play. I stepped to the door, only to find j it locked from the outride—to the i window,only to find escape impossible there. It was many feet from the ground. My suspicions were now certainties, j I was trapped. None of my friends, j not even my wife knew where I was. I mi”ht be murdered in this den, and my death remain a mystery. 1 suppose 1 waited about au hour before l heard the key turn in the door. The i, to my dismay, half a dozen men entered. When nature made the jail-bird who had led me into this trap, she did not break the mould. These men were of the same pattern. All wore the same hang-dog, murderous look. One of them raised the light in the roo n, which had been burning low. With hardly a glance at me, they took scuG upon the floor, and began to play cards. Soon the door opened, and another man entered. I hardly had a hope as I looked at him,for I saw the exulting face of my enemy—Dick Somers! At a glance he saw that I recognized him. With a malicious leer, he stepped forward,and, quoting his own words of two years before, said: “You have ruined my love and my life. Remember that, and fear me!” 1 saw in his face, at once showing his revenge and desperation,that noth ing could turn him aside from his pur pose. “joiners,” I said, “I know that you liB v e trapped me heve fo> - the purj use out much difficulty 1 liberated my hands; then, of course, it was thel work of but a few minutes to entirely] free myself from my bonds Taking the precaution to place the ropes iu such a position, that, should the gang waken, I would still appear to bo bound. 1 thought upon my chances of escape. They certainly appeared very few and small. The fact of the men upon the floor being asleep, seemed little in my favdr. could not move the ruffian who was sleeping at the door without waking him. Escape by the window was im possible. livery plan that suggested itself had insurmountable objections to it. 1 bad almost given up schem ing in despair, and concluded to adopt some hopelessly desperate measure, when 1 thought of the contents of a bottle 1 bad in my pocket. In searching me, the ruffians had not disturbed it, thinking it of no im- poptance. It contained chloroform. I also had a sponge in my pocket. In a momeht I resolved what to do. Draw ing the bottle from my pocket, I fore the ' 1 tlie H P ou ge» thoroughly with its ' contents. Slowly, painfully (I could hear my heart beat), with all the caution that a man uses when his life may depend upon the slightest noise, I stepped to the side of the nearest ruffian. I placed the saturated sponge to his nose. I saw him quickly yield to the influence of the vapor. From man to| man I stepped. One by one they were made senseless, helpless. The man at the doar was the last. I drew him away, first securing my watch and pocketbook. I also found in his possession a blackjack *** J _ Then, opening the door, I stepped out into (life hall.- I sifll 3T5ved cautiously,feeliqg that all danger was not past. I thought | there might be a Ivatcher there, but, to my relief, I saw no one. I de scended the first flight of stairs, and reached the second story in safety. 1 had gone about half w ay down the second flight. My heart stood still, for I heard some one enter below, then, in the muttered oath, I recog nized Somers’ voice. I crouched down upon the stair next the wall, hoping he might pa s me. But, as he came up, his hand brushed my face. ! In a moment he had me by the throat. I kno w him to be by far the irore pow erful man, and it was not a tiu.o fov ycrupltjs. Quickly, it being j 1 so diilc he cjilihl not fee too action, X ! .. j bail beia it ; 4 ggers have been placed since guns re first made. A one-armed man FOR FIVE CENTURIES THE PORTU GUESE HAVE LOATHED SPANIARDS. IN DARKEST INDIA. the SuiTcrlng of g it firmly until tbe gun is fired. The trigger,which is pressed by the |m in order to release the hammer, otrudas from the upper surface of lie stock and is simply a nteel plate, hich, when pressed down, does this: ato a slot that is depressed, the ac- |on releasing the hammer and dis cing the gnn. Until the gun is ed, this depressed “lug” pre- its the possibility of the gnu being ired. The shell is extracted automatically ly the drawing back of the breech lock. Yyhen the block is drawn back |ie steel spring that plays such au ini- ortant part in the simple mechanism f the gun is thrown by the drawing t ack of the hammer against the rim of iie cartridge, and when the block is rawn back the spring cocked,this de pressed “lug” prevents the gun ready or reloadiiig. It is impossible for the gun to be ! lred while the cartridge is being in- lerted, for, ns explained, the “lug” unst enter the depression before the rammer can be released by the nose of :he fever,and as this can only be done by depressing tbe trigger, which cannot |be depressed when the “lug” is not over the slot,it will be seen that an ac cident through the premature dis charge of the shell is impossible. Neither is it possible for an accident to occur through the breech mechanism being blown back by the explosion of the cartridge, for as it enters the slot through the depression of the trigger it engages the rear of the slot and is held firmly until the guu is dis charged. This is all the mechanism of the hat anyone not amiliug of flreaiwis }- ight doubt its aeadliness. * i raised tlie blackjack ' s ince I left the room—and brought down heavily upon his skull. His hand left my throat, and he rolled down stairs. 1 found him at the foot, <jui‘e still. I made good my i escape, hot stopping to see if I had killed him. I do not know to this day whether he is living or dead. I never saw nor heard of him again. When 1 arrived home, l found a very frightened little woman, but I did not I tell ! of in such a fix, and if discretion and a reasonable supply of timidity can pre- 1 vent it,never will will beiuthe future. —Saturday Night. Elevating the Elevator. “Little boy,” she exclaimed, “you ought to be at school instead of trying to run au elevator.” “I’m not trying to run it,” was the answer. “I’m running it. And if yon wish to ride I will be happy to accommodate you. So far as any obligation to be at school is concerned, allow me to remind you that this is a legal holiday, and I am exempt from attendance at an institution where I am pleased to say I am at the head of most of my classes.” “You have no business trying to run that elevator, anyhow." “You couldn’t very well run it for yourself, could you?” “i’d rather try it than depend on y o,, r “For what reason?” “Because you are too young to know anything about it. ” “Madam, allow me to reassure you. This elevator is operated by hydraulic pressure, the principle relied on being that water exerts pressure in propor tion to tbe height of a column rather than in proportion to the diameter. In making use o? this characteristic, cylinder, the Public Sentiment in Portnjn! Consist* Chiefly of Detestation of Their Next Door Neighbors — The Ill-Feeling Is Kept Alive Prinelpnily by the Women. “I was astounded when I saw that billetin about Portugal hesitating to turn the Spanish fleet awav from the Cape Verde Islands,” said a cosmo politan looker-on in New York to a Hun man. “What struck me as so impossible about it w as the bint of an alliance between Spain and Portugal. “Why, I have lived iu Portugal and mixed with the people, and I know that they could stand almost anything better than that. Portuguese senti ment—the sentiment of the people at large, of ‘Antonio e Maria’—consists chiefly of hatred to the Spaniards. They may be indifferent about other matters, or divided in feeling. Some of them are Miguelistaa, or Legiti- j mists, some are heartily attached to ! the actual dynasty; many in the cities —most of all in Lisbon —are republi cans, but the one unifying sentiment ; of the people is the anti-Spanish sen timent. “When yon come to consider what their history lias been I don’t see how they could have been otherwise. They have altogether rive great national heroes, Dom Enrique, who was pio neer of all European exploration in the Atlantic; Vasco da < lama, Dom Sebas tian, “the Faithful Prince,” who is the centre of various poetical legends; Dom Joao, and (iil Pannes Pereira. It is safe to say that most of the plain people of the whole country know lit tle or nothing of the first two of these beyond their names. As for the Faith ful Prince, many of them, probably, are not quite sure whether he‘was a real historical personage or only mythical. But every Portuguese ‘iavrudor/ from the Minho to St. Vin cent, knows Dom Joao, who in 1385 drove the Spaniards all the way from Aljubarrota, in Portugal, to Burgos, in the middle of Spain,and Gil Eanues, who bent thorn at Valverde in the same year. Those two are the Bruce and the Wallace of the Portuguese, but there is this difference between the Scottish and the Portuguese hero- worship, that the one is a mere mat ter of historical pride, while the other is part of a living, active, political force. “The fact is that since she lost Brazil and fell into e state of general decline the people of Portugal have become intensely retrospective. They nourish their pride on national memo ries, and the fundamental national fact for them is their independence of Spain. They began to be a nation xvhen they broke loose from the king dom of Castile and Leon in the eleventh century, and ever since then, except for a couple of generations in the sixteenth and seventeenth centur ies, they have existed as a nation .tkaxcwAm n»I AhsaaLaLjdiaQiiL tioa into 'B^iSflfr^ie^Tonseof Braganza stands to the Portuguese MU* Newcomb I'icture* the Native*. The following dreadful picture of India was given by Miss Helen New comb at the Women’s Baptist Foreign Missionary convention in Syracuse the ot fifty; day: When I went through Bombay over half the population had locked’ their doors and fled,and the desolation alone of the streets was terrible. The plague which raged in India is supposed to be that which attacked the Philistines of old, and shows many symptoms of that dread disease. The natives have a dread of the foreign hospitals, and believe that they are carried to them in order that their livers may be ex tracted, to be used in some foreign medicine. I was told not long that she was sure the which had appeared famine were not true ing by famine cannot The horrible picture children lying along the roadside, de serted by parents who crawled on per haps only a few yards before they,too, were overtaken by death—this even the camera cannot do justice. Y'ou w .mder why India, w ith its fer tile soil and under British rule, should come to this condition. In the first place the people work one day and rest three. They do not prepare for the future. In the econd place, we must remember that the crops are en tirely dependent upon the rainfall. Should the rain fall once it placed them in bad condition. Should it fall a third time famine is inevitable. The government relief work reaches some* bat cannot reach all. The native mer chants, too, are a set of rascals. If a scarcity of food is hinted at they ago by a woman terrible pictures of the Indian to life. Snffer- be exaggerated, of skeletons of x. .. . ... water is admitted into a ’ . u ’, 1 I 1 h )ll K«ltcrward the history pressure being regulated by the use .‘“i “‘g^-I^Tver since been of valves, and a stable equilibrium being made possible by an ingenious system of counterpoises. I could go further into the minutiae of this par ticular machine, which,of course, has its variations from other models,” he added, as she gasped in astonishment, “but I doubt if you could follow tbe technical terms whose use an accurate description would necessitate. Bnt I wish to assure you that if, after what I have said, you think yon know more about this elevator tbpn I do, you are at perfect liberty to step in and take its management out of my hands.— Boston Journal. Murtimonlal Coincidence. Mr. S. E. McMillan, who has re cently moved to Charlotte from South Carolina, gives an interesting account of a matrimonial coincidence that oc curred in his family last year. About the first of last July Mr. Mc Millan received a letter from his brother iu Lake End, La., saying: “I will be married on the 8th of this month. Meet us at Nashville, Tenn., and join us for a trip to Colorado City.” At the time he received this letter Mr. McMillan was making avrange- meuts for his own welding, which was dated for July 8, and at this time he says he was living in the sand lulls of South Carolina, the soil there having become proverbial for its poverty. On about the 10th of July he re- . ceived a letter from another brother, j t J. D. McMillan of Cataliue Island, off j the west coast of California, “I was married on the 8th mouth to Miss In saymg: of this contrast «.vr*a&*l*OV with the sand hills of South Carolina, Cataliue Island is one of the most fer tile districts in the world. All three brothers married on tbe 8th of July aud it was impossible for them to have any concerted plans about the date as they had not heard from each other in months.—Charlotte (N. C~) Democrat. A Bag rail of llreath. The “pneumatophor, ” an Austrian invention for enabling miners, firemen, etc., to breathe when surrounded by after damp, smoke or noxious fumes of any kind, consists of au air-tight rubber bag containing a steele bottle of pur# oxygen at a pressure of 100 liters, aud a metal protected glass bot tle containing a 25 per per cent so lution of canstie soda. The oxygen can be admitted by a hand screw into the bag and drawn into the mouth through a rubber tube, the nose being closed by a clip. The turn of another handscrew breaks the glass bottle, allowing the caustio soda to flow out and be absorbed by a knitted network in tbe bag to absorb the car bonic acid exhaled, allowing the oxy gen to be rebreatbed, the apparatus being capable of furnishing oxygen enough to last from thirty to ninety minutes, as has been attested by DU meious experiments. people for no good thing bnt the re volt of 1640, by which their country was redeemed into independence. And the people feel that the price of inde pendence is perpetual hatred of Span iards. We can understand the feeling only by imagining what it would have been iu our country if Hie original thirteen states had been collectively much smaller than Great Britain and separated geographically from that country only by u line on the map. “Nobody who has lived iu Portugal can fail to have noticed the signs of tliis undying hatred on all hands. Do you know, for instance,the true mean- j iug of the saying. ‘A bad Spaniard makes a good Portuguese?’ Of course, there is Hie Spanish interpretation, w iiicli Ts file obvious one. But there is also the deeper Portuguese inter pretation, and that is, that auy bad fiio id to Spain is by that very fact a good friend to Portugal. “Yon can sec evidences of the feel ing, too, in the very language of Por tugal, which its speakers seem to have purposely developed iu such a way as to make it as unlike Spanish as pos sible. Written, it looks like Spanish, but spoken it sounds much mo;e like Polish or Czech. It is a curious fact that no self-respecting Portuguese womau would be seen w earing a man tilla, for the mantilla is the Spanish woman’s headgear. And during the last reign it used to be remarked iu Lisbon that only two Indies there ever smoked, the queen, Maria Pia, mother of the present king—an Italian—aud the Duchess of Palmella—this, again, because the habit of smoking hud long been distinctive of the Spanish among all other womankind. “I believe this anti-Spanish feeling has been kept alive all these centuries very largely through the perseverance of the Portuguese women. Perhaps they remember that it was a woman who cast the die for the anti-Spanish revolt*in 1640 by pronouncing the mem orable sentence, ‘As for me, I would rather have death as Queen of Por tugal than a long life as Duchess of Braganza’—although,it is true,that w oman was a Spaniard. “Once I asked a Portuguese girl if she really hated all Spaniards. She said of course she did. I reminded her that the Christian religion com manded ns to love all men. ‘Yes,’ she said, ‘but that was a long time ago, before there were any Span iards.’ ” Hl» Grntle Grief. Ella—I see that Bella got married yesterday. I wonder w hy she had such a quiet weddiug. Stella—It was on account of a recent death iu the family of the man she married. Ella—Who died? . Stella—His first wife. —Town Top ics. go out to the fields aud buy at mod erate prices from the unsuspecting farmers what they later refuse to sell except for fabulous prices. The mis sionaries themselves often buy what they can at such times to seil at low prices or give away later, as the casj may demand. After six years spent in India, in which time I have made a study par ticularly of the women, I cannot bring to you the brightness I would desire. The idol worship and the hundreds of dancing girls plunged into degra dation from which there is no escape form a sorrowful picture. If the young women of this country are thankful for nothing else, they may be thankful that they are born in a Christian land, where they can enjoy a happy girlhood. The girls there are generally married at ten, almost never later than twelve years of age. One of the most pitiable sights is the child widow’, who is supposed to have com mitted some great sin in a previous state of existence, which she must suffer for hereafter. The more she suffers here the legs there is to come, so that the hard labor, insults and degradation she endures are almost uu limited. There is uo possible es cape for her to anything happier ot Jjetten^Jhe of unforainate women, early morning until late at night to provide for the family and buy their husbands opium. —New York Tribune. The Wild Cattle of Char.ley. Some account is given in Nature Notes (English) of this famous herd of cattle, w hich belongs to the Earl of Ferrers. The theory that the breed is indigenous appears to be supported by their habits at the present dav. When alarmed they start off at a full gallop for a short distance, then turn and face their foe iu a semicircle, with the bulls iu front, the cows behind, and the younger animals and calves still further in the rear. If further ap- ( preached, these tactics, which are clearly those of wild animals, are re peated, or the adversary is charged and attacked. Again, they conceal their young in fern or long rushes, aud the cows, when caives are born, become exceedingly fierce and dan gerous. The food of the Chartlcy herd con sists oi the very coarsest gra-ses, and in winter of the coarsest hay, rushes, and dried bracken, provided for them »u open sheds, which afford a slight shelter from the cold winds which blow across Hie open park. The home of these cattle is situated on high ground w hich was enclosed about the year 1200, aud forms a portion of Chartley park, some five miles from Uttoxeter, the nearest town. The ex tent of this wild tract of table-land is about 1000 acres, covered with coarse grass, rushes, stunted bilberries, and heather, aud patches of luxuriant bracken fern, with a few clumps of old weather-beaten Scotch firs and birch. Among the other denizens of this wild primeval tract are herds of red and fallow deer. Hindoo Pursuit of a Treasure. The following incident occurred re cently in one of the largest hotels in Calcutta. It appears that au officer of the Gordon Highlanders arrived in town on his way home. He had a large sum of money with him—about 2009 rupees—and the usual jewelry of an English gentleman. These were all locked in one of his trunks. Re turning from the dining saloon to his room one evening, he was just in time to see some suspicious-looking natives bolting down the corridor. On enter ing his room he found, ou examina tion, that all his trunks had been forced open aud the contents thrown about; but strange to say, not a piece of his money was missing nor auy item of jew elry. He believed that the bnrglars were Afridis, and the object of their cupidity a copy of the Koran belonging to tbe Mad Mullah, which they somehow learned was in his pos session. The book was rolled up in an old singlet and thus escaped the searchers, who appear to have tracked the oS’icer from tLo front.—London Empire.