Historical Newspapers of South Carolina

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S> ./IV : #> i 1 ft,:; - »-~y r-j .* si TS.C cfc \\ERP. SEA SfckPLNfS. W!lilant H. Halloa Talk* about Them in an Interesting Manner. In the latter part of the Mesozoic age there was a great Inland ocean, spread' ing over a large part of the present continent. The lands then above water were covered with a flora peculiar to the times and were Inhabited by some of the anitr.aln which later distinguish' ed the Cenozolc age. In the seas were repillee, fishes, and turtles of gigantic proportions, armed for offense or de fense. There were also oysterlike bi valves, with enormous sheiia, three or four feet In diameter, the meat of which would have fed many people. In time this great ocoan, swarming with vigorous life, disappeared. Moun tain ranges and plains gradually arose, easting forth tbe waters and leaving the monsters to die and bleach In Ter tiary suns. As the waters remaining divided Into smaller tracts, they gradu ally lost their saline stability. The stronger monsters gorged on the weak er tribes, until they, too, stranded on rising sand bars, or lost vitality and perished as the waters freshened. In Imagination, we can picture the strong est, borefr of their food supply at last, and floundering In the shallow pools until all ]<inalnlng mired or starved. It would be interesting to know how much of the great Cretaceous ocean forms a part, if any, of the vast oceans of to-day If any part so survived, what became of the saurlans carried forth Into new ocean areas? Were they beaten on jagged rocks by power fill currents and destroyed, or did some of them escape only to pt*rlsh in after ages? Water, as a rule, seeks its level; sometimes it is evaporated. If the Cretaceous ocean merely drained off AFTER LONG MONTHS. After long month* wo meet again Among the nodding daffodils The light lie* 1 — lew along tl„. ,,j a j nf And over all the purple hills; j The merry thrush sings out Tie day With bursts of May-time madrigals, And from the freshly budding spray. Through opening leaves, the chiff-cb calls. How different nil when last we met In dim fields (lushed with autumn mint And watched the lust lute swallow set His wings toward the South again! Long time we strove, with voices low. I A bronzed Individual, bushily beard- I cd. constituted himself spokesman. Apologizing for the intrusion, etc., be laid: *S 'S. light words to speak; so down And alien lip.,, .. H ui words t And was it rain that trembled From those lone n.-n.- • cheek ? We parted, ns the mists drew down, The gray mists, gathering fold on fold, ' * * **- * yoi^r “Stranger, there was a boss stole from Kitler’n ranch several days ago, I that ar same lioss being a val’able boss; | and It’s our painful dooty to ask how chaff | lie come under your saddle—bey, boys?" The crowd grunted assent. . (ieorge was fully alarmed by now. Hi had read much aliout Judge Lynch a his summary dealing with horsi thieves, and he knew that a susp„ was not always given an opportunlt, to establish bis Innocence, even if b possessed It. It mattered very little the prisoner whether lie was innocei or guilty so long as the court persist In thinking him guilty. , ... ....umK* UIU1 guilty. —*«iuering fold on fold, ‘‘Gentlemen," said George, rising And, through the dusk, the little town tcr a formal discussion of the Glimmered far off, with sparks of gold. ... W(>11 nW:>r „ Wo watched the lumps wake, one by one. 11 • Gold ‘ .,.ui|,s wukc, one by one, Gold stars beneath the starless sky, And hand touched hand, and all was done ’Twixt hearts too full to sny good-by. And now Spring stands with sunny smile, Over the disid months cold and gray; I think we’ve dreamed a weary while And wakened to the perfect day. With winter’s snow and autumn's rain The days of lonely life are o’er; Forget the parting and the pain Since our two hearts more. hare met once A TENDERFOOT'S . horse trade. survived In the Atlantic or Pacific *s they had existed in the Mesozoic age. We can, there fore, onlv assume that the Cretaceous teas evaporated or gradually freshened until all the life they could contain be came extinct. Evil Rings of Feathers. Witch wreaths have been steadily losing prestige since old colonial days, when witches were burned and old la dles of taciturn nature were supposed to take midnight rides upon long, ra kish-looking broomsticks. The Unl- Tersity of Pennsylvania, however, re cently received a veritable witch wreath of the old sort. It was present ed to the university by Dr. George Kline of Pittsburg. The curiosity consists of a ring of chicken feathers, *nderfoot. His health under too close application to falling buslm doctor' OUt Of . ij ucct •puug an Invitation from an old friend to join him on bis cattle ranch in the northern part of Texas. He was now on his Journey thither, and a full two hundred miles from his destination. nation, “I am well aware that cireu stances are against me, hut I assu you of my innoceuse and of my ablllj to prove it if given time. We have o to find Mr. Horton ” A roar of laughter Interrupted h! “Suppose we telegraph for him!” claimed one. “Or have him come C. O. D.,” gested another. “We never do things In a him suuied Die spokesman, “so we w hurry in this ease. I’ll give ye til morrow afternoon to git your ready, and the trial will he lioki in; place at that time. The boss’ll In evidence agin you, and If youl prove that you came honestly by you’ll be discharged; If you can’t >» A gesture told the rest. The morrow chme, and the room—at other times the l>ar-r<l was tilled with as motley a gatheri! ever confronted a prisoner. The sp man of the preceding day occupitj iHMich. A jury was impanelled! J...J V us impanelledjM! .1 x., , V T“ 1 "'‘V , ’ U | r George was offered counsel, but <f “ ‘ss in he East, he had taken his t « m>rvU>c of the lank , t( Jo ■s advice to pass a year or more ^ oattk . mau who doors by accepting an Invitation r»»* * ! me prisoner hud ridden the stole»>r se As he rode along tils attention was ' luto thi* village, and George riiited arrested by the clutter of hoofs and a 1 '* " few inomi.n*- -- attlcman who wan assigfto the case. The trial proceeded. George wJlcR at heart at the utter hopelessul of .ils case. The landlord tbnttfiwhat the prisoner had ridden the stolejcrse 4.t~ - .. , * - -, tuc vi«iicr or hoofs and a ! 1 *> t ' of the stranger and r moments after a single horseman change of mounts. It was furtl came within view. He reined his steed lte d that " up shamlv 11-1..... —• three and Is la diameter. It Is matter] comjon of L r *«a Uhot the witch J*— 1U path 1 inert of evil. The legend Is thflt the wreaths form *ln pillows subjected to evil Influences, and that a person eleep- Ing on fuch a pillow will surel^ die. The 'superstitious put blhles under their pillows to prevent the evil cir- tle from forming. The wreath present ed to the university was found In the pillow of a resident of Pittsburg, who died whde using the pillow. »v/ftuvru IUS STt?0<l up sharply when within a dozen yards of our friend, and greeted him with an affable nod and smile. Through the dim light George beheld a stalwart Individual In the pictur esque garb of the frontier. He also ol>- served that he bestrode a magnificent animal, which evidently had been driven very bard, as It was heavily with foam. “Good evening, flecked m.” said the Which 4 1 ■ay. if the missing horse was; at a thousand dollars, that he v eu from Killer’s place four day! that Killer’s was fifty miles ni of Burrlt’s, and that there had previous clew to the ideutit. thief. “Got anything to say afore 1 you to be huug?” asked the the conclusion of the testlmi “One thing,” replied Georgi ker of the stolen horse tool ddle, touching which no cvl '* Tn Honor of V**oo «la Gain*. The four hundredth anniversary of ViiNca da Gama’s discovery of the ri,u;e to llic Hast Indies by way of the Capt* of Good Hope Is to be celebrated, under the auspices of the Portuguese Government. In Lisbon, from May 17 to ”0. A naval review will be a feature of the celebration. BELIEF FROM PAIN. Womon Everywhere Express their Gratitude to Mrs. Pinkham. Ttrs. T. A. WALDEN, (libson, Qa., writes: “ Dkar Mrs. I’isikiiam:—Before tak ing your medicine, liio was a burden to me. I never saw a well day. At my momhly period I suffered untold mi. rv, cud a groat deal of the time I was troubled with a severe pain in my side. Before finishing the iir.st bottle of your Vegetable Compound I could tell it was doing me good. I continued its use, also used the Liver Pills and Sanative Wash, and have been greatly helm d. 1 would like to have you use my letter for the benefit of others.” rtro. FLORENCE A. WOLFE, 5<S flutborry St„ Lancaster, Ohio, writes: “ Dear Mrs. Pinkham:—For two years I wes troubled with what the local physicians told me was inflamma tion of the womb. Every month I suf fered terribly. 1 had taken enough medicine from the doctors to cure any one, but obtained relief fc* a short time only. At last I concluded to write to you in regard to :ny ease, and can say that by following your advice I am now pefectly well." firs. W. R. BATES, rirnsdrld, La., wrttM 1 “ Before writing to you I suffered dreadfully from painful menstrua tion, leucorrhoea and sore feeling in tho lower part of the bowels. Now my friends want to know what makes me look so well. 1 do not hesitate one min ute in telling them what has brought about this great change. I cannot praise Lydia E. Pinkham’s Vegetable Compound enough. It is the greatest remedy of the age.” T)R MOFFETTS Ibfthina (TEETHING POWDER') '* not* Patent Meitlclne but » lub’lttiuate remody that many dtatioguDhed Pliy'lcisn. who havo u>ed and *e®n itigo' d result-rveommriMt. *ni why will you delay rtvtnalt wh*<n It will nave t ia lire of you: teetbing babe? 1 f.ethixa aoU promptly in idm? idre-itan. Rogulat ng th* Howe*and n-stortiie buby to health and strength, and diking teething e-uy. Mrs. WinelowVSoothlne Syrup forchlldrea <* thing, softens the gums, reducing lolls me i.ui>,fcl?«Ts pain.cures wiad colic. Jac. a bottle 1 sm •n.orely oared of hemorrhage by Piso’* Cars :?«• Coasr LhiDAlf ax. Bethany, morrhage of lac iBuiption.—I«ci January 8. Ifto. lunte USA The rhah’M friendly manner* wdn George at once. He answered freely ns to his purpose, dcstlnatioh, and so on, casually remarking that his horse wa« aliout whipped, and that he feared Its strength would not hold out to the end. “To Weldon’s ranch!" exclaimed the stranger. “Then mebbe yer the relation he spoke about? I’m from Weldon’s— b’long that—ami am kinder looking up lout stock. tjuiHT, ain’t It, how folks’ll meet sometimes? Yes, Hank spoke about your coming not more’u a week ago." George was overjoyed to meet with one who knew his old friend. The two cantered along side by side for some miles, and became quite unreserved In their Interchange of confluences. “Here’s a hoss," said the stranger, In the course of tho conversation, “that haln’t got h!s ekal on the plains. He’s one of Hank’s best stock, as will gal lop night and day without feed or water If he’t got ter. Now, I’ll do by you jest as Hank would want me to if he was here. I ain’t in no hurry, being jest Jogging along looking for Weldon’s brand, while you've got nigh two hun dred miles afore ye, and not much of 11 hoss to make It on. My proposition la that you can take this hoss back to Weldon’s and I’ll take yourn. I can trade him into something afore another day is over.” He spoke so disinterestedly, and his horse was so obviously a superior one, that George accepted the offer without hesitation. They dismounted, discuss ed the points of the horses ns critically an the darkness permitted, exchanged saddle and bridle, remounted and con tinued on. After cantering along for several tulles the stranger—he gave his name as William Horton—bade George a pleasant adieu and turned to the south. The darkness swallowed him and he was seen no more George was a good judge of horse flesh, and found that his acquisition was a superb one. He was strong, fleet and spirited—three qualities that, uni ted with soundness of limb and kindli ness of temper, make the perfect ani mal. He was still thinking over the generosity of the stranger when he reached Burrlt’s Station, and was soon comfortably settled in the only public house in the place. While he was dispatching the fare placed before him he heard sounds of an animated discussion from tbe direc tion of the burn. His window being open to admit the languorous southern breezes, he found no difficulty In hear ing all that was said. "I tell you he tallies to a dot!" cried a stridently Insistent voice. ’Tvook at the hoss, qnd then read the description. Coal black; weight ten hundred; long mane and tall; white left fore foot; scar on right haunch—it’s him to a dot! Two hundred dollars reward for the boss and Judge Lynch for the thief!" George did not grasp fully tho sig nificance of what he had heard, and yet be understood It well enough to mako him thoroughly uneasy. He was stin eating when the door opened and near ly a dozen men filed solemnly in. ^ntence art, at If the also the nee has be go with theTiBttkp? The sad floor there Is mine, as I can show by Its contents. Now, If I came honestly by the saddle. Is not this court bound to assume that I came into honest pos session of the horse also, unless It be shown that I did not?” George’s logic made an evident favor able Impression on the spectators, if not on the court •What the prisoner says Is true,” said he; “but It is also true that tou can’t try n man for two crimes to on e. This court’ll try fust for hoss stealing, and after sentence for that has leen exe- euted we’ll hear evidence fior saddle stealing." A look of fierce disgust svept over George's face. ‘Am I to uodertsand, then, Jiat if I'm hanged for the alleged then of the horse, and It be proven subequontly that I did not steal the sadde,. no ad ditional punishment will be liflicted?” he demanded. “That's the verdict of this ,ourt. Wo don’t punish no man for wh|t he ain't guilty of.” At this time the door opelxl ami a stranger entered the room George was too deeply engrossed 1| his own bitter reflections to look up. (The new comer was tall, straight, uiutular, em browned by sun and wind!and was dad In soiled buckskin fro4crown to sole. “Hello!" he observed leasantly. “Something going on?” “Trial—hoss stealing,” exlalned bystander, laconically. • George raised his head atho sound of the stranger’s voice, and this blank amazement recognized thnImpudent scoundrel who had gotten 1m Into his present plight. Springing t his'feet, he almost shouted In his exfement: “There stands the man tno traded me the horse! There Is thebrson who foisted ^ls spoil on me! 1: will not deny it!" “W-a-1, ru be dinged If Ihin’t Wel don’s relation!” exclaimed tl stranger. "How d’ye like the black7* “I call all to witness thatie admits It! How do I like the black You con fess. then, that yon gave. ® a black stallion with white left f$ foot and sear on right hip?" The stranger seemed puked by the ( Interrogatory fusillade. “I did." he replied at lemh; “that Is to say, I let you take him trlde to the ranch. He’s Hank Wddot) thorough bred and wuth a clean t Is sand.” “And I am under convltnu for the stealing of the accursed tate! After that man’s statement 1 lut* a right to demand instant release fre custodyT’ cried the prisoner, turning the court. “Well, now—let’s go—a «tle slow,” drawled the court, will: knowing wink in the direction of tbairy. ‘T’ve seed mebbe cuter tricks my time than this. Stranger, tat’s your name?" “My name Is Bill Hort—uster be Wlllyum—and I’m the cattle ranch uf Henry Weidpu/Vas the re ply, frankly and fairly gib. to Weldoq, and Fve been im about for nigh on to three ‘ lug for tout stock.” on know that be tallies to a dot hoss as was stole from Killer’s our nights back, and that there’s reward offered for the Kltlcr asked the court. he does Hank Weldon will give ouey for the Killer horse,” calm- lied the stranger. Hies to a dot and was stole,” re- d the court. e stranger's aspect underwent a C*. I ain’t too bold I’d like to ask If « Is anybody here* as inslnerntes I’m guilty of hoss stealing?” he ulred, carelessly dropping his hands two huge pistols protruding from (»elt. o oqe spoke. The buckskinned one sited bis eyes keenly from face to ce. Anally resting Inquiringly on that the court. “As nobody seems like’s If he wanted suspect a gentleman without no evl- ence agin him, suppose you adjourn he court for a day or so till you can 00k further Into this mysterious sar- ■umstance and find out about It? I pro- I)ose that we all adjourn and take a drink.” The court agreed readily enough, and under the mullowlng Influence of the landlord’s decoctions the best of feel ing soon gained ascendency. The stranger was well supplied with money, for a cow* puncher, and spent It freely. “Now I’ll tell you what we’ll do so as to clear the gmui Tm there and take suspicion ofFn everybody consarned,” remarked the stranger, when all were more or less—few less—under the spell of the bottle. “Send a man over to Killer’s to git the exact markings of his hoss as wa* stole. Y’ouil find that tiler’s a difference atween the two bosses, that Is, the Killer hoss ami the black In the barn. The sick man there can stay here till t’other gits back.” The suggestion met with approval, and a courier was Immediately dis patched to the despoiled ranch. George was not particularly well pleaued at the tun: of affairs, however. There was high carnival at liurrltt’s that night, and few went to bed sober. Horton wrs one of the last to leave. One after another the denizens of Bur- rltt’s reeled through the door until the landlord, George and the cowboy were all that remained. It waa some time after midnight when Horton gave our friend a farewell shake of the hand and also departed, seemingly In a state of maudlin Inebriety. The male populace of Burrlt’s was hardly astir the next morning when sounds of cursing and lamentation were heard. It began when the hostler hur ried from the barn to the hotel and whispered with agitated voice In the a ear. ne? Yon tarnal fool, w ^ d(|BUU4c&ttiat persona ge, excli&liy. "That big black as was stole and Horton’s bay is both gone,” repeattMl the hostler. “Then And ’em! What the tarnal air you gibbering aliout? Find Horton, the hoss, everybody! He’ll rage like a wolf when he dlskivers that his hoss is gone. It don’t make no great odds' alxiut the sick man’s black, but that bay of Horton’s is got to be got!” The sick man was easily found, but not so Horton, that courteous and lib eral philanthropist who went about the country exchanging superior stock for common, and threw his money over the bar'as if it were so much worthless pa per. To tell the truth, the landlord was glad that the big frontiersman could not be found. He did not rejoice at the prospect of having to face him with In telligence of his loss. He was assuring Sanders that there was little doubt of tbe ultimate recovery of his animal, when again the hostler came running from the barn, this time waving a bit of paper aloft. “What’s all the excitement aliout?’ asked the judge, entering at that mo ment. * ‘Two bosses gone,” replied the land lord. “Huh! Hang two men, or one man twice—don’t make much difference which. Let's see that paper.” lie took the bit of newspaper from tbe hostler. Along the margin was scrawled the following lines: “Gentlemen—Sorry to leeve ye but it Is necessary. I dropt In Just to say that the estern chap Is inuercent and lieiug a good-hearted sort of greenhorn It wud be a shame to hang him for what 1 done. I got the bay boss honest enuff and as 1 don’t sj»ose heel want the black as has caused him so much trubble ill take that too. Good-by, “BILL HORTON.” ‘The pesky scoundrel!” exclaimed the landlord. “The villainous thief!" snorted the Judge, in the same key. “Too cute for Burrit’s!” shouted George, savagely jubilant at the un looked-for denouement. “Stranger," contiumd the Judge, turn ing to Sanders, "I said yesterday that you was the greenest greeny that ever blowed this way. I want to apologize for that slandering statement. About fifteen year back I blowed this way.”— Waverly Magazine. FIGHTING COES ON UNTIL A NA- TIONAL EMBLEM COMES DOWN. and Hid you conoe by thp m ~ * i FLAGS ON A MAN-OF-WABI American ship proved the better, 1 before long the Englishman wanted to surrender, but when he wished to pull 1 Kia flnee he couldn’t. The sail- Varn About * Cabin Boy Who Made the Knemy Strike Hla Color*—Soldier* and Sailor* Loxe Heart When Their Na tion’* Eaiblem Disappear*. A story is told of a cabin boy on board a man-of-war who, by his action in pulling down the enemy’s flag dur ing a battle, gained a victory for bis commander. The story illustrates the value of the national flag in a naval action, and how much depends upou the sailors seeing it flying from the masthead above them. It was just at the beginning of a battle between two ships that the cabin boy, who had never been in a tight, asked one of the sailors how long it would take the enemy to surrender, and what his own ship would have to do to beat the other. “Do yon see that?” asked the sail or, pointing to the flag which was fly ing from the masthead of the other ship. “As long as that is flying the other fellows will fight, but when it comes down they will stop and their ship will surrender.” The cabin boy was too small to fight, but he made up his mind to get the flag for his Captain. During the bat tle, when the ships were lashed to gether, he crawled on board the ene my’s vessel, and while the sailors were busy fighting climbed ther rope ladder which ran up the mast, and, pulling the flag from its place, wrapped it around his body and carried it back to his own ship. The sailors were fight ing bravely, until one, looking np and seeing that the flag was gone, cried out to his companions that tho Captain had pulled down the flag, and there was no use fighting longer. The men threw down their arms, and the mis take was not discovered until it was too late, for the cabin boy’s comrades had seized the ship The flag of his country is what every sailor and soldier throughout the world fights for during a battle; when the flag is gone they lose heart and give up easily. Some of the bravest deeds have been in defence of the flag, and to get it back again when the enemy have captured it. When a ship goes into battle the national flag is run up to the masthead, the highest point on the vessel, where it flies un til the engagement is over. Some times, when the other ship is the stronger, or its sailors light better, and the Captain sees that he is beaten, he pulls down his flag to show the enemy that he has had enough and wants to surrender. This act is called “striking the colors.” It is a usual thing to run np a white flag in the place of the one which has been hauled down, but often the simple act of striking the colors is enough to end a battle. So long as the Captain of ®? ce P t » white one th ? enem rs vessel he wi: continue to fire npon it, for it is sign that the sailors have not given up and are ready to fight longer. Sometimes, during a naval battle the ropes which hold the flag are shot away, but in such cases there are al- ways some brave sailors who will climb the mast and put another in its Place. During the Revolutionary War when the ship commanded by Paul Jones was fighting an English vessel, the American flag was shot away and fell overboard into the water. One of the sailors, who saw it fall, jumped after it, and although he was wounded swam with it back to the ship, when it was fastened to the top of the mast again. When the fla<r went overboard the Englishmen began to cheer, for they thought that Paul Jones had surrendered, but when they saw it flying from the masthead once more they changed their minds and finally surrendered themselves. The action of the wounded sailor in jump ing into the water to rescue the flag harder 18 companioU8 all the Every one who has read American history knows about the battle of Lake Erie, and of how Commodore Perry carried the flag from his sinking ship and hoisted it npon another. When the English Captain saw Perry going m a rowboat from the sinking ship I down his flag he couldn’ ors were busy fighting, so the Captain himself had to climb the mast and tear down the British ensign. There have been instances when the commander of a ship nailed his flag to the mast and left it flying there until the vessel sank. The last object which appeared above the water was the colors, and even the victorious enemy cheered the sinking flag.—Now York Sun. WISE WORDS. Tho darkest hour is ouly an hour. Doing wrong never rights a wrong. Merry chickens let others do the fighting. The ability to do good quarrels with the will. A truthful child is mother’s crown of comfort. When you have nothing to do, never go after help. .... ' . Knowledge puffs up. Wisdom lets the wind out. All men are fools, but only the wise stop being so. Truthful boys are the timber that great men are made of. On the bosom of the mother rests the future of the world. Praying is always easy, when we kneel on praying ground. Minutes are the mosaics of time, the ages are those of eternity. Trying to love is an absurdity ; love is spontaneous combustion. Adversity gives the great man a chance to show how great he is. Measure your plans by a line that will reach across* the next world. The best thing to do with your troubles is to introduce them to your blessings. CnnnlbiiliRin In Auntrnlla. While the authoress (of “Flower- Hunter in Queensland”) saw nothing but charm in the beauty of the tropi cal forests—except as regarded the snakes and the stinging insects, and the chance of meeting a casual croco dile—she found, alas, no good thing among the Australian natives. It is strange to think that they are canni bals still, even close to otir towns. At one place where Mrs. Rowan stayed the natives had killed and eaten a Chinaman only a few days before her visit. At another place “they told me,” she says, “that on that very afternoon high revelry had been go ing on in the native camp as they feasted on the roasted remains of an old woman, who had been allowed, against their usual custon, to die • natural death the day before.” Nor are these savages pleasant neighbors. A settler at whose house Mrs. Rowan stayed at Somerset, Cape York—-the only house for many miles in that part„qf.-Qneemlland—can still arm) hundred and pistols hang loaded in case of sadden att gentleman gave the anthoress some Spanish dollars, cemented together with coral, which had been recovered from the wreck of a warship, which, early in this century, ran ashore on a reef near the coast, and whose crew were killed and eaten by the natives. Of such tragic memories Mrs. Rowan heard even more in New Zealand, where “almost every hill is the site of an old pah; every mountain, head land, rock and island has some his tory of its own—some grim tale of savage barbarity or pathetic story of love and courage.”—London News. Ivipliiii- Anecdote Wrecked. Kipling has described the travels of a plausible lie that-has been properly launched and the difficulty of overtak* ing it with a denial. Now a bit of fic tion that has been going the rounds for several years as a Kipling anecdote has just been vigorously denied by his •father. According to this story, Mr. Kip ling, senior, and his son went on a sailing voyage together when Rudyard Kipling was a boy. The father was lying sick iu his cabin when an officer appeared and said: VFhat It Meant. The difference between ancient and modern slang was amusingly Illus trated at the Chautauqua Assembly, when tbe teacher of English literature asked, “What is the meaning of tbe Shnkspearean phrase, ‘Go to?’ ” and a member of the class replied, “Oh, that Is only the sixteenth century way of saying, ‘Come off r ” But few inventions that were exi*ect- ed to revolutionise the world ever did it . o --r-j “Mr. Kipling, yonr son has climbed with the flag thrown over his shoulder, ; (tft on t h e foreyard, and if he lets he ordered his sailors to sink the boat! • • to sink the boat so that the flag couldn’t be hoisted at the masthead of another American vessel. He knew that if the American sailors saw that their flag was lost they would lose heart and surrender, and as he expected, when they saw the flag flying again they worked the harder and Anally beat all his ships. A ship going into action carries several flags; the national colors, which are hoisted in the most promin ent place; the union jack, the pen nant, which is a long, narrow streamer flying from the masthead, aud a set of signal flags, which are used to scud messages frdm one ship to another. When a squadron of vessels under an Admiral goes into a fight the flagship flies, besides the other flags men tioned, one which denotes the rank of that officer. In the old days, when war vessels were made of wood and had three masts, most of the flags were hoisted to the top of these masts. Nowadays, however, many of onr fighting ships have only one mast, and several flags may be hoisted upon that, but the Stars and Stripes are always at the top. Sometimes a flag is hoisted at the end of the yardarm, usually in the case of signal flags. When the squadron is waiting for the enemy’s shipsand they are sighted, the signal “prepare for action” is ran up on the flagship. During the war of 1812 an English Captain made himself a great deal of trouble through fear that some of the sailors on board his ship might pull down his flag before he had beaten the enemy. Just before the battle he ordered a sailor to climb to the top of the mast aud nail the flag there. The go he will be drowned, and we cannot save him.” “Oh, is that all?” said Mr. Kipling. “Don’t worry. He won’t let go.” Ms. Kipling, senior, is quoted by an English paper as saying: “The only time that I made a voy age with Rudyard was when he was twelve years old, and that was between Dover and Calais, going to the Paris Exhibition. I am never sick at sea, and on our steamship I don’t think that there was a foreyard or a bow sprit or whatever yon call it. I am sorry to spoil this little story, but the incident never oecnrred.”—New York San. A French War to Cure Belclnem. A French surgeon announces « novel cure for baldness, which, how ever, is only within the reach of the wealthy. The first thing is to find some poor starving wretch with a fine head of hair of the color which the patient desires. The former having consented to part with his hair for a stipulated sum, the doctor scalps the pair delicately aud applies the hairy scalp of the subject to the bald client, and vice versa. With luck the graft is said to be a success.—New York Sun. A Bodyguard of Female*. The bodyguard of all European sov ereigns consists of meu chosen for their fine physique and great strength. The King of Siam, however, does uot trust the guardianship of bis person to men, but has a bodyguard of female warriors, 400 strong, chosen froiu among the handsomest, doughtiest aud most robust womsu of the kingdom.