AT nm fiery glow, 5a f er’s iron ringR, IB’, like smoke, curls upward si •ds blow cold, and leaves drift stre, «ocking-wren sings loud and clear. Sweetheart! jtlieart—sweet—sweet! O word most dear, .ost pleasing to a maiden's ear! —Ilome Journal STORY OF A BUFFALO BOY. «j11o perched a, tne come out. WOW THE HIVES OF NINE HUMAN BEINGS WEKE SAVED. I. Oue afternoon during the summer of 1865 the steamer St. John ran up to her dock at Pier 41. Among her pas sengers was a regiment of soldiers. As the boat swung into her place they were drawn up in line, and the roll was called. Seven men were missing. The oolonel, in a voice choked with anger, ordered a thorough search of the boat. T u • r ight was overhauled, and a Hn» s poured into the hold, Put the >re not found. At last one earn opened the little door ot w ^ ef '-house. The runaways were L aong the beams surrounding Huge b u t they refused to -b-o engineer was asked to tnrn the oaddle , < f u ji speed, as the oolonel f' icied this might dvown them out ; b there was no steam, anu Mie wheel was immovable. As a last resort a file of men drew up before the little door, with orders to fire upon the truants if they did not rejoin their com- j mand. Thus threatened they left their perches and were secured by the guard. The roll was again cr.u^i. but one man was still missing. He had been in the wheel-house with those captured, and standing on the lower paddle of the wheel had been overlooked by the Irish sergeant. Had he remained there he might have been safe ; but he saw a small raft under the dock, and thought, if he could only reach it, he would be more secure. With this object in view he sprang for a spile, thinking to clasp it with his arms and legs and pass on to the raft. He miesed the spile and fell into the water. The tide carried him beneath the dock. Unable to swim a stroke, he set up a wild outcry that was heara by the whole regiment. He was fast drifting into another world when John Clancy, a Buffalo boy, threw him a rope, and he was drawn upon the dock, faint and dripping. But he escaped one misfortune to meet another ; for he was hardly out of the jaws of death before, loaded with chains, he was marched off under guard with his comrades. IX. On the last Sunday in August, 1868. John Clancy was working on the tugboat E. L. Barrett. About half-past eight in the evening she lay at Pier 39§ North River. In the full moonlight young Clancy saw a well-dressed woman ap proach the bulkhead. “ I watched her,” says he, “ because I thought there was something strange about her.” She hesitated as she walked, looked to the right then to the left, and finally stared behind her for a long time. Suddenly she made a rush and jumped into the water. The plunge alone was heard, for she never opened her head after the leap. Clancy ran around and got a heaving line. Laying it it down on the dock, he plunged into the tide, and caught the woman, whose clothes had moyed her up. “I grabbed her,” he vs, “ and as soon as she saw me she l fc rabbed me.” He then tried to force ; her against the dock, but she resisted, j and made desperate efforts to get away. ! A strong flood tide was drifting them ‘ from the dock. With a last effort he caught her around the waist and called for the police. His hoarse halloo seemed to quiet her, for she wrapped her arms around his neck and made ro more resistance. An officer appeared near a p ie of hay, and Clancy told him where to find the heaving line. The rope Mas thrown, he tied it around her waist, and the officer drew her out. Clancy says he thinks tiie officer’s name ! was McN'dly. He asked the woman who ehe was and where she lived, but she refused to tell him. She was young, tender, and remarkably pretty. The officer conducted her to the police stat ion, and that was the last he heard of her. HI. On the 20th of July, 1868, at live p. M., the steamer Bristol of the Fall • iver line east loose from Pier 30, North river. There had been quite a rush of passengers. The gangplank had been nulled in, the paddles were churning the water, and the boat began t'» move, when an old man ran down the pier witii a valise in his hand. He was terribly anxious to get aboard. “Run below, and jump into the freight gangway,” shouted two of the passengers, and away he went like a shot. He made a jump, evidently intending to laud be tween the posts, but struck the side of the gangway and dropped overboard, valise and all. The boat swept out. into the stream, her oflicers oblivious to his cries. “ And how ho hallooed,” says Clancy. “ You could hear him a block.” The lad threw ofi' his cap and made a dive foi him. The old fellow could not t vim, but he held on to his valise, and that kept him up. The current carried VI. AND VU. On the second Sunday in August’ 1874, Clancy was standing in the bag gage room of the Pennsylvania railroad, at the foot of Desbrosses street, when Sam Losey, the baggage master, came in saying: “Johnny, there is somebody overboard out there, and you’d better go aud see.” The lad dashed out on Pier 39J. Two children were drowning under the dock. A little girl had fallen through a big bole in the planking, and a brave little boy went through the same hole in an effort to rescue her. He had undertaken more than he could perform, for the girl caught him around the arms, and prevented him from swimming. The tide worked them out toward the string- piece, and the screams of the girl were plainly heard. The boy besought her to let go his arms, but she clung to him the closer, and, to use Clancy’s words, “ they were drowning each other.” A crowd of able-bodied men stood upon the pier listening to the death struggle of the little hero aud his charge, but it was destitute of manhood and made no intelligent effort to save them. Clancy plunged beneath the pier, aud caught them just in time. They were | clinging to each other as though welded ; together. The Buffalo lad pushed them : from under the dock, aud a baggageman dropped him a rope. He tied the little girl, aud she was drawn up more dead than alive. Clancy and the little hero who had gone to her rescue swam over to a raft at the bulkhead of Pier 40, and got out without difficulty. The name of the brave little boy is unknown. He was about twelve years old, aud was evident ly of Irish parentage. He disappeared , as soon as he struck Pier 40. The girl’s name was Dngan. She lived at No. 14 Desbrosses street. Her father threaten- ed to sue Van Akeu, the dockbuilder, but 1 Clancy says that, through his influence, ; the matter was settled for $50. “ Van ! Aken,” he adds, promised me $10 for settling it, but never paid me. I wore I out a pair of shoes running after him. He is alive yet and worth plenty ot | money.” VIII. On the night of the 5th of last October the 7:55 ferry boat from Jersey City was working into her slip at Desbrosses street. She was “the train boat.” Her bow gates were pushed open. A pas senger, with a box in each hand, strug gled for a front position, stumbled, aud pitched overboard, head first, between the bridge and the boat. One of the hexes went in with him and the other was left on the bow. In ten seconds the boat struck the bridge, and the unfor tunate man was hidden from sight. Cor nelius Ryan, a passenger, roared out, “ There’s a man overboard.” and there was great commotion. “Where is he?” asked a medium sized yonng man, with a well-sprouted mustache. “ Un ler the boat,” shouted Ryairr -c Jffl LY V ^FEERtTARX 14, 1878. $2.00 per Annum, in Advance. .. • - T V . OARDEX ANU HOUSEHOLD. FARM, Furm Notes. ■ Manure may ba carted to the orchard and spread over the whole surface. The time of manuring is not^f so much im- porjer oo aa p* any rate. It is a mistake jhjnEnP little manure close around the tnfnks of trees. Calves and yearlings may be made to increase in size and weight considerably, and make a large quantity of fine ma nure, by keeping them in a roomy shed, bedding them deeply with cut straw or leaves, and feeding them well. With plenty of bedding the shed need not be cleaned out until spring. No question is more frequently asked than : “ When shall I prune?” If the cutting is such as may be done with a , , ., , . nife, it makes but little difference when > ll ‘ ca * evidently deposited from the The Great Geyser of Iceland, eland is an elevated plateau about ttW*'thousand f*** “ narrow marginal habitable region sloping gently to the sea. The elevated plateau is the seat of every species of volcanic action, viz., - Java-eruptions,. solfataras, mud- volcanoes, hot springs, and geysers. Tbesdlast exist in great numbers ; more than one hundred are found in a circle of two miles diameter. Oue of these, the Great Geyser, has long''attracted at tention. The Great Geyser is a basin or pool >4., blast PX1CO, An Eagle’s Wondei A miner who lei fttrnace, near daybreak, one Sunday scended the mountains surprised a pair of harpy eagles on4h*ir eyrio, and, with a common cudgel, knocked down one of them, whkd», either to scare the intruder, or because it was scared out of its own wits, flew directly at his head. The bird flopped among the boulders, but before it could take wing again the miner put an end to its struggling with a *ew well aimed whacks, mound thirty feet high. From the bot tom of the basin descends a funnel-shaped pipe eighteen feet in diameter at the top, and seventy-eight feet deep. Both the basin and the tube are lined with ton arm, and said that way, pap, are you ?” and tne man drew out an old-fashioned leather wallet and gave him a dollar. The most singular part of the story is that the old man’s name was Smith. John Smith threw him the rope, and Ed. Smith drove him to the Boston depot. He did not change his clothes until inside of a sleeper. IT. On the afternoon of July 27, 1870, Claucy was in swimming off Pier 39*. A boy about eleven years old sat upon a stringpiece watching] the bathers. He was leaning his weight upon his hand, when the hand slipped and he shot overboard. He had no sooner struck the water than fie began to paddle like a a^g, and screeched like a parrot. Clancy swam to him, caught him by the arm, aud steered him to the raft near the opposite dock. The boy climbed out, and ran home as though Satan was after him. His name was unknown, but ho lived somewhere iu Desbrosses street. v. In the month of December, 1872, Clancy was employed on the steamboat Rattler. One day she M as lying in dock at the foot of Franklin street, Pier 35. Some men were getting coal out of a canal beat near by. A little girl with an old pail sat upon the boat picking up the coals that dropped from the hoist ing bucket. One of the m< n in a harsh voice told her to clear out, but she paid no attention, n-n.l KOAtued determined to fill her pail. With an oath the mnn started for her. The frightened little thing ran toward the bow, but stubbed her toe against a cleet, and pitched over board. It was about dinner time The water was so cold she could not scream. Clancy seized a boat hook, and ran down the dock. As she drilled within reach he held it out. She clenched it with both bands, aud he drew her on the dock. He says she went home very much like the boy who fell from the stringpiece. Her name M’as Dillon, ami she was about thirteen years old, but he does not remember where she lived. until I could hardly him by the shoulders and tried to push him away, but couldn’t. All this time I was treading water to keep him afloat. Then I stopped treading, and let my self down into the water, and slid his arms over my head. As I came up I caught him by the coat collar aud shoved him up to the bridge, where he got hold of the life-rope. The bridgeman low ered a ladder, he caught the next to the lower round with one hand, and they dragged him out on the ladder like a drowned rat. When he got out his first cry was, ‘Where’s my hat ?’ I swam around and found his hat, and they pulled me up on one of the chain ropes. I gave him his hat, and a policeman took him to 274 West street and put him to bed. He went off without thanking me, but afterward I received this gold badge, with his compliments.” Mr. Clancy took the badge from the lappel of his waistcoat and exhibited it. It was of line gold, worth about $18, and bore the following inscription : “ J. Clancy, for saving the life of Louis Stem, Oct. 5th, 1877.” Mr. Stern lives at 275 East Seventy-fifth street, rx. On Sunday, Oot. 14th, Clancy was again employed in Tom Scott’s baggage room, when a small boy ran in out of breath, aud said: “Johnny, there’s somebody overboard. Go quick !” Again was there a crowd of big, able- Iwxlied men on the dock at the foot of Watts street. Another boy had tumbled in from a string-piece. He was scream ing, kicking, and paddling for dear life, while men were reaching for him with old hoops, and poking sticks in his face. Clancy was overboard in a flash. He held the boy in his arms until a rope M-as found, when he bound him, and the adventurous shaver was drawn ashore. His name was Ryan, thirteen years old, aud Washington street. FINAXLY. •A morning neM’spaper not long ago gave the name of a police officer, one of the steamboat squad, who had saved many lives, and justly awarded him great praise. tv and eve! teen pockei! every pocket never had any use for, T^^^weighed down and doubled over like an old man. As the things wore out or were lost (there wusn’t a unit iu the entire mass that anybody would steal), I replacec' them with new things, generally heavier, bulkier and more utterly worthless. By and by the pockets, not being made for eternity, began to wear out. When some of the pockets gave way, their precious cargoes fell to the ground,and I saM’ them again not none no more for ever. When others of the pockets wore out, the things went down into my boots, and I went limping and clanking around like a manacled felon all day. Then I reformed. I had a suit made that contained absolutely no pockets. And that was worse than the other. I still accumulated the same amount of manly trash, aud had not wherein to M’arehouse the same. I carried letters iu my hat like an old man. I was com pelled to lay borrowed pocket-knives out on the desk in plain view, and their long-forgotten owners would come iu, recognize the whittling things, aud re claim them. I laid my creditors’ letters down for other people to pick up and read and chuckle over. I had to carry’ all my money in my bauds, and how does a mau look, I’d like to know, going about the streets with a nickel in each hand? It isn’t dignified, and it isn’t safe. To be sure, thic happened on pay day, but even once a nvith is too often or such a reckloi' display. So what are we to do ?—The Hawkeyc Man. He was about lived at 448 Carnival Fun in Sonth America. A Buenos Ayres correspondent gives ins experience during a carnival there as follows: One house in particularnttract- ed my attention, and while gazing at the richly furnished room through the wide open window I suddenly received a shower of eau do cologne iu my face, ! But he" simply did his | completely blinding me for the instant. 1 duty iu return for a salary of so much I discomfiture was intensified by the per year, payed him by the taxpayers of j meri 7 laughter of a beautiful young . New York ‘ j lady, who happened to lie my assailant, ma .Y be placed across the pail, aud the John Claucy is but twenty-three years j and m-Iio courtonsly invited me within— old. He is no city official, "and is not in i for, bo it remembered, no etiquette is is done, but if on old and neglected trees, where large Mounds are to be -uade, it I; better to do it when the sc ore cold weather is over, but before vegetation starts. In the climate of New York, late in February and early in March. J. J. Mechi, of Tiptree Hall, England, the renowned experimenter in practical farming, says: “From long observa tions I am more and more convinced tnat a loose, friable bed for wheat is a mistake and that compression or solidity in the soil is a necessity to prevent the failure of the root in taking hold of the ground after sowing. ” Cows in milk may be made greatly more profitable by feeding wheat mid dlings freely ; it will pay to feed as high as four quarts of corn meal, and three of M'heat middlings, to some cows producing butter ; the butter is increas ed in quantity and improved iu quality and color. The kind of cow, hoMever, is important, as some will fatten upon this feed, while others will only increase in milk and cream. JVIedlcal Uinta. Chapped oh Rough Hands.—When making fires or sifting ashes have gloves on. Keep an old pair expressly for this purpose. When washing the bauds use very little soap, and rinse it off well; dry thoroughly. Foit Chilbeains.—Procure a chamois skiu (wash leather), and make two pair of socks, or legless stockings. The leather must be free from holes. Have these socks to tit snugly to the feet aud come up to the ankle. Wear next to the feet, night and day, inside the stocking. Having two pairs will admit of their being changed and washed. Immediate relief will be experienced. To Cure Corns.—Bathe the corn with strong borax-water, then shave it closely, but be careful not to make it bleed. Place over the com a white felt corn- plaster ana WPfti corn has disappeared. Every n ight and morning Met the small cavity over the corn (and in the plaster) Mith a little borax-water, or if preferable the pulp of a lemon. The corn-plasters can be pro cured at any druggists. A Vapor Bath at Home.—A vapor bath may be easily prepared by taking a pail about half full of hot, but not quite boiling water, which may be placed under a cane-bottomed chair, if one is at hand, or if not, a narrow piece of wood fifty-six feet in diameter, on the top of a j and, shouldering his game, resumed his road toward the valley reftlement. Half way down hill he reached a steep cliff, and shifted his burden to his left shoulder to use his right arm to better advantage, but at the most critical mo ment of the dangerous descent he sud denly felt the claws of the eagle at his neck, aud in order to save hftaself hi^l to drop his stick, which fell down tfie cliffs and into the bed of a mountain tor rent. Holding on to the bird with oue hand, he managed to reach the foot of the precipice, where he seized the strug gling captive by the legs, and swinging it up, dashed its head against a rock till its convulsions had ceased entirely. His arrival in the village, with the tale of his adventure, created quite a sensa tion, but when the bird was deposited on the ground to be examined at leisure, it revived for the third time, struck its claws through the hand of its captor, and struggled to its feet, and would have escaped after all, if the enraged miner had not flung himself upon it, seized a rock and hammered its head to a jelly. water. The natural inference is, that the mound is built up by deposit from the water, in somewhat the same manner as a volcanic cone is built up by its own ejections. In the intervals between the eruptions the basin is filled to the brim with perfectly transparent water, hav ing a temperature of about 170 to 180 degrees. First. Immediately preceding the erup tion sounds like cannonading are heard beneath, and bubbles rise and break on the surface of the water. Second. A bulging of the surface is then seen, aud the water overflows the basin. Third. Immediately thereafter the whole of the water in the tube and basin is shot up ward one hundred feet high, forming a fountain of dazzling splendor. Fourth. The eruption of water is immediately fol io wed jby the escape of steam with a roar ing noise. These last two phenomena are repeated several times, so that the foun tain continues to play for several minutes, until the water is sufficiently cooled, and then all is again quiet until another erupr tiou. The eruptions occur tolerably regu larly every ninety minutes, and last six or seven minutes. Throwing large stones into the tube has the effect of bringing on the eruption more quickly.—Papula Science Monthly. duty bound to risk his life for the pre servation of others. Yet he has saved nine lives within ten years, six of them before the law made him a voter and his own master. For these ten ^ives ho has received a dollar from a Bostonian and a small gold badge from a New Yorker —not enough to pay for the clothes he lias ruined. The police officer received a heavy gold medal as a testimonial from the Humane Society. What testimonial ought the Buffalo boy to get ? Ho is sober and industrious, bright eyed aud energetic, and is now an employee of the Pennsylvania railroad at the foot of Desbrosses street.—New York Sun. patient should sit on it for about half an ; hour witii a blanket over his shoulders, | reaching the floor to keep in the steam. Should any faintness be felt it is a sign j that the water is too hot, and the blauk- ! et mny be laid open for a short time to tie, the weapons to be used being the ! allow the steam to escape. These sim- “pomito,” an instrument charged with scented waters. Procuring one I ac cepted her challenge, and while defend- ! on the first appearance of a cold, would observed during the carnival festivities. Accepting her invitation, I was ushered into a richly furnished apartment and invited by her to engage in a mock bat- How He Protected the Rabbit. The Davenport (Iowa) Gazette s..ys : The boa-constrictor sent to this city from the Isthmus of Panama by consul Thorington, last August, and presented to the Academy of Sciences, knows hoM’ to live without food. He has eaten nothing since it was brought here. Rats and rabbits have been put into its cage, but it has taken no notice of them. Tts eyes are always closed. When it was being taken to the new building, a German picked it up by the head, stretched it its full length of eight feet, pried its mouth open, picked its teeth with a p’n, and opened one «f its eyes, It cc: 181 unity m-Arrrtel ^ W.* oat its tou K ne 1,8 in S mle - lul Turr-g^ition of his services. The man sa'l this snake’s bite was not poisonous. A rabbit was put into the box, and it mounted the snake, scraped scales from its epidermis, and had a e time with his snakeship. Other l *,. j when put iu the pox, have cowerei j>n a corner, trembling with fear so pi'-, 1 '’ that they have been removed very And here lies a joke—a serious one for the rabbit concerned. The little ani mal Mas put in the box, end was so l adly frightened that «i gentleman present was moved to denounce the aet as cruelty. So ho took possession of the rabbit, carried it to Ids place of busi- | ness, and gave it the liberty of his 1 shop. He M-ent out for a few minutes ; I when he returned all that was left of the rabbit Mas a little fur and some blood— ! rats had devoured the innocent thing ! The big rodents had little regard for i his aversion to cruelty to animals. ,480,976, ion gallons of Croton water are consumed 'aily in New York. The birthplace of the grasshopper is in the SmUts. riger valley, Ben CSRnese cigAr merchau ( in dan lj>&noweo, recently returned $100,000. The*«tati»tical bureau of Berlin esti mates that £he total team motive power _id equals the force of 26,000,- 000 hoists. \ Russia ^ 12,000 miles of railways iu operation, until the late war she did not think tby telegraph worth going to much expense The gas works ^p ortiand M are crowded daily with chu- , n nu< , babj taken ♦here to inhale the gas e _ dy tor whoring cough. Said a lady to th^ famous actor, Gar rick, “ I wish you were taller. “ Mad am,” replied the wit, “ how happy H should be to stand higher in your esfl- matiou.” There are 939 journals of a political character published'An France, and the adRunt of “caution” which they have to deposit with the government represents a total of 5,593,311 francs, very nearly $1,098,889. It occurred to a small boy of Fond- du-Lac, Wis., that a good way to get rid of his dog M-as to give the animal a ker osene bath, and touch a match to him^grThe^siilPprodiiced was bmiiaui fh tjje extreme, the entire neighborhood being lighted up by the flames of the baru under which the dog, took shelter.. “ If you would Huocjed in this life, my son,” said Tom Corwin, “ be solemn, solemn as au ass. All the monuments of this world are built to solemn asses.” Artemus Ward’s father was more prac tical. His creed was summed up in a few words: “ My son, go forth and ‘hog’ the public.” It is a popular creed. CARRIED bv “a large majoritt." He presned her to his manly breast. She seconded the motion : His lips on hers he fondly pressed. There was a slight commotion. escape. 1 pie remedies are w’ithin the reach of every one, and if promptly resorted to, Escaped in a Hogshead. A few days ago, says the St. Lou's Times, arrived iu this city a mau who left Cuba on the 24th of December last, and who served four years in the patriot army. He was captain in the second regiment second brigade of cavalry, under the command of Maximo Gomez, the present commauder-in-chief of the patriot forces, who now number 28,400 men, of whom 3,000 are Americans, principally ex-confederate soldiers. This captain M as oue of the Stonewall Jackson men during the period of our oi’.il war and shortly after its termination he en listed in the ranks of the Cuban patriots. Under orders from Ids superior officer bis company, numbering eighty men, was detailed to destroy a plantation be longing to a Spaniard, near the city of Cardenas; but, being betrayed, the en tire command was surrounded by a force of 600 Spanish cavalry and all of them, with the exception of Captain W. and another, were killed. After a series of thrilling adventures and narrow escapes, Captain W. made his way in disguise into Cardenas, and through the assist ance of an American at that place, was brought to the office of the American consul, who md him placed in an empty hogshead, rolled along the wharf and put on board of an Italian ship bound for Antwerp. The captain of the ship j hove to, and put him ashore at K.—A feM- cloves added to ink will prevent it becoming mouldy aud imparts a pleasant perfume. Be sure to cover up the ink-stand when not in use. To Brighten a Copper Kettle.—Use a coarse cloth, have a pad of very hot water, soap the cloth a little, sprinkle on plenty of pulverized borax, and rub the boiler well; rinse off with hot water, aud dry Mith a soft cloth. This is much better and safer than using acid. To Feed Youno Birds.—When canary birds are first hatched, and until they are able to leave the nest, they should have every day hard-boiled egg, chopped fine and mixed with a little craeker crumbs; about twice a M eek a piece of baker’s bread dipped in sweet milk, and twice u week a little stale sponge cake. funds of the bank, the truth by keep dends, but when B Louis Hall, a noted gambler, shot and killed Dave Hall, a cousin, on Beaver , i OU g er possilde the creek, in Floyd county, Ky., recently, developments she They had been drinking and gambling all day, and Louis had lost all his ready cash, and while he had gone home for more, Dave pretended to get so drunk he couldn’t play. Louis drew his pistol and shot Dave dead, and then cooly turned him over, closed his eyes, and struck for the State line. Sevt«tr zens started in pursuit, and, ~n5Thii him dead. to arrest the fugitive, shot on the part of dent, and his so were indicted, e< two years in jail, Bcoro-nnd-ten Ja( prison cell, and In Ma: she geo- n< f ing witii him. A Big Family of Brothers. The Sacramento (Cal.) I ’nion says that a lady teacher iu one of the school* of that city makes a practice of testing the ability of her scholars by giving them original examples iu arithmetic, in addition to those found iu the text book. The other day she submitted, 011 the spur of the moment, the proposi tion : “Charles has $150 ; he purchases various articles at such and such prices (naming them), and then divides the re mainder of the money among his broth ers, giving each of them $2—how many brothers did he have? The class ciphered energetically for a moment, and then first one and another commenced to smile, and finally there was a general '•t’ceau do 1 outburst of merriment, which was ex- • 1 | plained when the answer to the problem j was given : “ He bad forty-five brothers 1 and two-ninths of a brother.” investments, and 1 y misusing the ‘ ’ icd to conceal the big divi- iment was no ispended. The -itematic fraud ,'er, the presi- jashier. They , sentenced to ic age of three- tzinger is in a s in another. ind unhappy days have gone forever, have barely been known to the rising generation. Our women now have no “ mawkish and morbid notions as to them selves; they no longer think that to be i unhealthy is to be attractive; that in validism and iuterestinguess are synony mous; that pale faces aud compressed lungs are tokens of beauty. They dress seasonably; they M’ear thick boots and ! warm clothes in bad and cold weather; i they alloM’ themselves to breathe freely, and they find their looks improved, not injured by the M'holesome change. There are exceptions—many of them doubtless —but tlie rule is ns we have described, aud the exceptions are constantly dim- i inishiug. It may be safely said that all sensible women are becoming, if they have not yet become, converts to nature, and that they heed her behests, recog nizing the great principle that M’luit is not natural cannot be beautiful.— Ifar- prr’s Jiatar. Antiquity of Nursery Rhymes. •‘ Siug a Song of Sixpence ” is as old as the Blind Mice ’ dated 1690. Living in Spile of Hygiene. It is certainly a mystery that the in habitants of the Ottoman empire did not all perish years ago from pulmonary diseases. Their feet are first swathed in a coarse rag, which is then wound round the lower part of the leg, and bound tightly with twine; on the rag is | tied a piece of sole leather hammered into a rudely shaped sandal, with sides rising one inch up the sides of the foot; holes are cut in the upper edges of the saudal and strings tied in them, aud then fastened over the top of the foot. It is evident that their feet are wet the moment that they step into mud or water over an inch iu depth. This they are doing constantly in bad weather; consequently, their feet are soaking wet fhe for a week at a stretch, and yet they live aud multiply. They violate every kuoM’ii law of hygiene in the ventilation and often the cleanliness of their dwelling, ; and yet their children are generally I sturdy looking, and the adults show fair ! average physique. They sleep in rows i on a mat laid upon the floor of their un- l derground huts. Sometimes the floor is covered with them, and yet they do not j appear to suffer for want of oxygen.— i London Times. I’ll pat the question now, said he. That you and I be married ; He voted “ aye,” and “aye ” said *he • — Decided—vote was carried. —Lackport Union. M. Dugue, a Parisian dramatist, liadf nearly $20,000 itr'gold in his desk, aud beside the gold was a sack of bright new sous that his w’ife had long been saving up in accordance witn the superstition that their presence brings luck. It did, for au enterprising burglar, taking the sous for, 40-franc pieces, carried them off with the next bag and left $17,600 untouched. In Compton, Canada, a person about to visit a friend several miles distant, prepared a family gift in the shape of a. turkey and plum pudding. Knowing that ho M’onld arrive rather too Me to have them cooked for dinner, he put u stove on his double team, started a rous; ing fire, and when he reached the house of his friend both turkey and pudding were ready for the table. Everyday absurdities—To make your self generally disagreeable and then won der that nobody will visit* you. To sit shivering in the cold because you won’t have a fire till November. Not to go to bed when you are tired and sleepy be cause it is not bedtime. To make your servants tell lies for you and afterward be angry because they tell lies for them selves. To tell your own secrets, and believe other people will keep them. “ LITTLE.” A pompous attorney while trying a cause, Was quizzing a witness and “ picking for Haws.' The witness, who owed him a personal grudge. Provoking him until he appealed to the judge. “ I demand, rir,” he cried, with a fiery red face, “ A little attention while trying this case.” •• Your Honor," responded the meek little mau. •• I'm paying as little as any one can.” The judge, with a frown, Looked solemnly dowu On the “ squabble,” aud said, from the bench where he sat - - “ We want nothing but silence, and little ot that." Among the mourners at the funeral of Engineer Hatch, of West iusted; ' Conn., M-as his mother, whose life has been oue long story of woes. Two of her brothers were murdered, a third was drowned, her sister’s husband was killed iu the war, her own husband fell dead in Ids chair, and, finally, her only wm was a victim of a railroad disaster. A thanksgiving service was held on the same afternoon in Norfolk, Conn., for safe deliverance of over seventy members of the congregation who were on the train that was wrecked at Tariff- ville. With sixteenth century. “Three is found in a music-book “ The Frog ami the Mouse ” was licensed iu 1580. “ Three Children Sliding on the Ice” dates from 1633. “ Loudon Bridge is Broken n unfathomed antiquity Boys come out to Play old as the reign of Charles 11.; as is also “ Lucy Locket lost her Pocket,” to the tune of which the American song of “Yankee Doodle ” was written. “ Pussy Cat, Pussy Cat, where have you been ?” is of the age of Queen Bess. “Little Jack Homer ” is older than the seven teenth century. “The Old Woman Tossed in a Blanket ” is of the reign of Jam< s II, to which monarch it is sup- posea to allude,— JVorld of Wonders, Career of an Adventuress, In an article on adventuresses, pub lished in the Boston Bulletin, we find the following: One of these, who wielded a wonderfully facile pen, was au orphan, the last of her race. She Mas graceful, beautiful, aud a genius. At fifteen she plunged into literature, began Miitiug serials for the Ledyrr before she was eighteen, and a year later was earning a salary of $5,000 a year. But she was cursed m ith a spirit of unrest aud un- stability—constantly changing her local- 1 She is itv, constantly falling iu love aud out, 1 and constantly doing things that made people hold up their hands aud exclaim. She wandered or rather whirled all over the United States and Canadas; spent six years in various parts of Europe- went up the Nile; to the Holy Land, L Constantinople; took up her resideEc.- for a time in the Tn.lios fin. •* coming back to tin 1 i 0,1 .Sta After a year of railroad ,nd d -t the length and breadth f tin ;e suddenly pnrehas i little i fan.viaa distant >’•>* England oried herself t ’ ' :t. Here she has lived for fom years, having hardly in that time su pped over her property, or communicated with those who were OKce her fi .ends—a case of a thorough surfeit of 1’fe aud weariness with the world at forty. Hood used to tell a story of a hypo- hondrioc who was in the habit, two or three times a week, of believing himself dying. On a certain cccasiou he had one of his terrors while riding out in his gig, and happening to see his family physi cian lie applied the whip to the ho -o to overtake the old doctor. The • " tor pplied the whip to his om’u lor <•, and they had a close time of it for ab< >ut thru miles. The hypochondria'-tinu': v caiyn^ alongside the doctor and cxelp*. “Hang it, doctor, puli uj Jioll up in staidly ! I am dying !” are,” cried the doctor; any one going so fast.” 1 tl 1 n< / •r s.;> ’ THE IMN’INO-KOO' lit Oh, Bweetly-baHhful nun girl- With her gold-br" " n In, curl : •etei tlnu > an Vela.a, :.ti ' t oef-stcak—fpork-BteRk—mutton — li:i>h ham— !" - the dining-room diat aggravating i-’ronch meringue, and If An -a > it word to her. alio bludies like a f.-t-h. ■t-t ■ ao dreadful uervoua when she paHHCa < ju your haah : .rowH a aide glace at you. aaif the darling meant y, “ IMeaao "don’t talk tome. air. I'm such au innocent !’* over \< w. • VA Young man, before setting out to 1 “court a girl,” supply yourself plenti- : fully with court-plaster. This will make ' I her stick to you. when her work is ended for the day, she 1 goes to aee i Her deareat friend and intimate. Mis.-t Bridget Ann Machreo ; j And to the nightly ball they go, where mirth and pleasure wait, i And meet the “ byes,” who only leave them at the garden-gate. i Whose eyes so bright at six o'clock— whose step so light and free— i As this awefL modest little girl who went to bed- at three ? Who sajiS she isn’t all she aeema? “Another cuijtof tea”— And findinf^Cault is not th^tbinr tor either you or.*©. „ k *S*i • + \ THIS PAGE CONTAINS FLAWS AND OTHER DEFECTS WHICH MAY APPEAR ON THE FILM