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5 ? f The Washington correspondent of the liouiaville Courier-Journal fears that ?iquor and labor are goings to make the orthodox parties a good deal of trouble in the near future." It is said that by the simple use of citric acid or citrate of silver, sea water may bo made a good, wholesome mineral drink. Now, if by some easy sort of manipulation earth could bo made into good food, a man could work his way through ufa without having to struggle very hard. J The Surf's London correspondent writes that the cry of something to do which now goes up In England is as much from the rich as from the poor. The aristocracy and the nabobs arc at their wita' ends for novelties in which to kill time. Perhaps Burns hit it when he wrote: * ' " But gentlemen and ladies worst v With downright want of work are curst. , Great rivalry as to speed exist among the sailing ships that annually take grain and flour to England from Oregon and California. The distance is 18,000 miles, and three crack ships competed this year, the winner the Lucknow, making the voyage to Southampton in 100 days, and the second best reaching Queenstown in 116 davs. A deplorable result of the unwarrantable corruption of the word "fire" to xnaae it synonymous witn tne vera "eject" is detailed in a Western newspaper. A hotel clerk left written instructions on a slate for the porter to build a fire in one of the guest's rooms, 'Tending: "Room 40?fire at 10:30." "When 10:30 o'clock arrived the matterof-fact porter went up to the room and "fired" the occupant of room 40 into the street, in spite of his expostulations. The dairymen in Italy are improving their facilities and butter to such an extent as to become formidable rivals to the Dutch in the export trade with India, China and other Oriental customers. Italy has a much longer butter producing season than Denmark, and threatens to supply French markets with large quantities, thus forcing French and Danish butter upon the English buyers, reacting upon the American export trade in butter, which has already suffered considerably from European competition, the value having fallen for ten months of this season to $2,654,183, against $3,407,799 for same time last year, and in quantity from 19,910,957 pounds in 1884-85 to 1,953,047 pounds in 1885-86. The superiority of American fun Is acknowledged by an editorial writer in the London New*. He holds that there are only two kinds of American humor to which the Englishman objects. The "jokes about courting between lovers coated on a snake fence, or about Sundayschools and quaint answers there given to Biblical questions, leave us cold." He declares that in literature, when Englishmen want to be even hysterically diverted, they must, as a rule, buy their fun from the American humorist. 1 'We are not at present," he says, "a boisterously comic lot of geniuses, and if you eee the tears running down the eyes of a fellow-countryman reading in a railway carriage, if he be writhing with mirth too powerful for expression, the odds are that he has got hold of a Yankee book. jx is unsme 10 rccommena any writer as very funny. "No man can ever tell how his neighbor will take a joke. But it may safely be said that authors who really tickle their students are extremely rare in England except as writers * ?? the stage." Y A Big Stud of Iron Horsea "If you want to see what system is," eaid a railroad man, "step into the office of our superintendent 01 motive power and machinery. In his charge are nearly 700 locomotives, all in use or in repair shop, and in a moment he can tell you not only where every locomotive is, but the name of the man running it, the amount and character of repairs put upon it since ita TMirohftsn. number nf miles run since it was put into service, cost of repairs per mile run, etc. He has a full history of every locomotive. More than that, he complies every month a summary of his report which embraces locomotive Serformance on thq whole road uring the previous month and scattered over more than 4,000 miles of \ railway. The report shows the number of miles run in the different branches of service?passenger, freight, gravel, wood and ' switching; the cost of fuel, of oil and waste, for enginemen and firemen, for round house service and for repairs. It . show8 the cost in detail per mile run and the number of miles run to the ton of coal, pint of oil and pound of waste. In "" all the wide range of railroad reports and tabulation I know of no system so thorough and admirable as this in the locomotive department. "How much does it cost to run a locomotive? Well, more than you would think. If a locomotive were starting out on a hundred-mile run and you were asked what the cost of the run would be to the company, the chances are that you would say about $10. But it costs a little more' than 20 cents a mile to run a locomotive, on an average. Nearly eight cents of this is for fuel, seven ana one-quarter cents for pay of engineer and fireman, a half, cent for oil and waste, and more than four and one-half cents for repairs. A ton of coal will run a locomotive twenty-four miles, a pint of oil will run eleven miles, and a pound of waste one {hundred and . twenty-three miles. The, jlocomotives of a railway like the Northwestern run half a million of miles a month."?Chicago Herald. i; r.-< >v? r.-i rxri-V&W'tjilflR VV- .? .. ' ;* : ' . : , r- . .. ; . ; s .? ; ' ' Ortr the B?a? ? or the m in a sunn j land Bomo <Mi9 lu thinking of i?o? 1o huara tho Rurf on a ahore of sand. The imow is falling on me. Over tho sea, over the sea, Surely he's thinking of me. Over tho sea where the palm-trees bend And liiies nod in tho sun, Lives there ono who is nearer than friend? My "greatly beJ<- d" one. i Over tho se.., over the sea, . To-day he's thinking of mo. Over the sea till tho roses come; Then back he will speed to me, To bear ino queen to his island homeTo our homo beyond tho sea. Over the sea, over tho sea, To-day he is loving me. ?Rev. Win. B. Oleson in Independent. I A Moment of Temptation; 1 "I can't stand it any longer, Dolly. I'll go out and perhaps something will turn up." i "It's a cold night., Robert." "Cold, yes, but it's not much colder ] out than in. It would have been better : for you, dear, if you had married John Tremain." "Don't say that, Robert. I have never i regretted my choice." "Not even when there is not a loaf of bread in the house for you and the chil- 3 dren?" i "Not even now, R/ucrt. God has not forsaken us. Perhaps on Easter day the i tide will turn." "It's been Lent all the winter with us," said Robert bitterly. "Day after day I l have searched for employment. I have i caii2d at fifty places and received the ' same answer evervwhere." A curley-headed boy crcpt up to his 1 mother's knee. ] "Mother," he pleaded^ "wont you give me a piece of bread? I am hungry? ' just a little piece, mother." "There is no bread, Jimmy darling," i said the mother, with an aching heart. "\yhen will there be some?" asked the i little one piteously. Tears came into the mother's eyes. She could not speak. "Jimmy, I'll bring you some bread," t said the father hoarsely, and ho seized his hat and wont to the door. His wife alarmed, laid her hand on his sleeve. She saw the look in his eyes, and feared that he might be driven to some desperate step. "Remember, Robert," she said solemnly, "it is hard to starve, but there are things, that are worse." He shook her off, but not roughly, and : without a word went out. Out into the cold streets that would be i their home ere long, for the rent would i soon be due and $hen even the shelter of the cheerless room in the poor lodging < house would be denied them. Robert Bruce was a mechanic, competent and skillful. Three years since he lived in a country home, but in an evil hour he removed to the city. Here he vainly 1 hoped to do better. For a while he was successful, but he found his lodginghouse a poor substitute for the pretty cottarre that had been his countrv home. He saw his mistake, but was too ^roud to go back, though his wife pined to do so. Then a time of great depression came and business seemed suspended. "Work ceased for Robert Bruce as for others. If he had been in his old homo he could have turned his hand to something else, or at the most have borrowed of a neighbor till better times, but now he felt hopeless. When ho went out on the 6treet he did not know how hfi WHS fft lcnnr? hi a nrnm_ ise to little Jimmy. He was absolutely penniless, and had been so for three days. There was nothing that he was likely to find to do that night. "I will pawn my overcoat," he said. ; "I cannot see my wife and children starve." "It was a well-worn overcoat and the night was raw with the blustering winds of March. He was so weakened by fast' ing that he was shivering even while wearing it, and needed something much < wanner. I "Yes," he said, "it must go. I don't < know how I shall get along without it, < b^t I cannot hear the poor little ones cry for bread." i He was not in general an envious man, but when he saw the slick, well-fed citi- i zens buttoned up to the chin in warm overcoats coming out of their grand homes, while his children were starving, he had some bitter thoughts of the inequality of fortune's gifts. Why should they be happy while he was so miserable? There was a man just passing with his hands thrust deep in the pockets of his OM ouo^gj uvuwai. i.?oio woo n JOIIJ smilo on his face. -He was doubtless thinking of a pleasant circle at homo. Robert knew him as a rich cabinet-maker, whose ample warehouse he often passed. He applied to this man only two days before fer employment and had been refused. Just as he passed Robert Mr. Grimes drew his handkerchief from his pocket. As he did so he did not perceive that his pocketbook came with it and fell on the pavement. He did not perceive, but Robert did. His heart leaped into his mouth and a sudden temptation entered his mind. He bent quickly down and pioked up the pocketbook. He saw that his movement had not been noticed.. . Mr. Grimes went on unconscious of his loss. ir'i > ^ : '; - 'This will buy bread for my wife and children," thought Robert instantly. A vision of the comfort the money would bring into that cheerless room lighted up his heart for an instant, but then ho was not dishonest. Conscience spoke. The money was not his, much as he needed it. \ "But I can't sec my wife and children Btarvc," he thought. "God has sent this. He dropped it in my way?it will 6ave their lives?a life is worth more than anything?God will forgive me." But all this was sophistry and he knew it. In a moment he felt it to be so. There were some things worse than star nation. " Dolly had said so the last thing before he came out. Could he meet her gaze if he returned with food so obtained. "I've lived honest so far. I wont turn thief now," he said. He hurried after the owner of the pocketbook with Jimmy's cry for bread sounding in his cars. It was with a sublime effort that he stepped forward and placed his hand on the tradesman's shoulder and extended the hand that held the pocketbook. "Thank you," said Mr. Grimes, turning round; I hadn't perceived my loss. I'm much obliged to you." "You have reason to be," said Robert, in a low voicc. "I was very near keeping it." "That would have been dishonest," said Mr. Grimes, his tone altering slightlv. "Yes, it would; but it is hard for a man to be honest when lie is penniless and his wife and children without a crust." UCnrnln 'rr.rv. ..?.< -f .11 A i ? UU1V/IJ juu auu JUUI lauiiijr ittC UUt 111 that condition," said Mr. Griuics earnestly. "Yes," answered Robert, "it is too true. For two months I have looked for work in vain. I applied to you two days ago." "I remember you now. I thought I r.nd seen you before. You still want work V "I should feel grateful for it." "My foreman left yesterday. Will you take his place at twenty dollars a week?" "Thankfully, sir," cried Robert, trembling with joy. "Then come to-morrow morning, and take this for present needs." He dre- a note from the pocketbook and put it into Robert's hand. ""Why, this is a twenty dollar bill!" cried Robert in amazement. "I know it. The pocketbook contains n thousand dollars. But for you I would linve lost the whole. If I find you deserving I will give you twenty more as a bonus at the end of four months." "God bless you!" said Robert in a choking voice. "Good night," "Good night." Colly waited for her husband in the cold and cheerless room. An hour passed, and there was a step on the stairs. Could it be that her husband was coming up with that light elastic step? She ran to the door eagerly. Yes, it was he, and he carried a huge basket in his hand. Jimmy danced at the sight of it. "Oh, it's bread, isn't it, father?" "I should say so," cried Robert radiantly. "What do you call this?" He heaped on the table the crisp rolls, the golden pat of butter, the delicious links of sausages, the packages of tea and sugar and coffee, and some rosy apples for the cl.Ildrcn, which made their eyes sparkle. Soon a man appeared with a sack of coal: a briirlit fire warmed th? room, jind there was a guy and merry laughter about the little table that night. The next week they moved to more comfortable quarters. Mr. Grimes proved a firm friend and Robert has an account in a savings bank. He thanks God for the dark hour in which he resisted temptation.?New York Journal. Are We Losing Oar Teeth! Man's dentition has to be judged from our experiences made in the mammalian nr.A??M IIam aa ~11 14. * J J ^iuup? ntui/Cj mat ui uiij II# IS U fCUUC6U dentition. True, we do not know the definite stages by which it was attained in man, any more than we do in the case of the anthropomorphoids, and all the other apes of the Old World, but we shall not hesitate to maintain that the ancestors of man possessed a fuller number of tect'i, as long as deductions are justified from the observations of facts. Our teeth have decreased in number during the course of our geologico-zoological development; we hsve lost on either Bide, above and below, two incisors, two premolars, and one molar. By this we transfer ourselves back to those periods from which the jaw of the otocyon has been preserved. Baume, our eminent odontologist, in a recent work which we have repeatedly referred to, has successfully followed and pointed out cases of atavism or reversion in the human jaw. by tracing cases of ''surplus" teeth?and certain dental formations met with in the jaws in a large percentage of cases?back to those portions of the jaw in the animal ancestor? of man which have disappeared in the course of ages.?Popular Science Monthly. . Saratoga ij/making grand preparations for a grand demonstration next autumn to commemorate the surrender of Burgoyae to Gates. if . : V ' \ / \ ' MH$$'' 'V'Vv->,J 1 >V^ " '"' .. ' ' ' ' 1 V-' "The Sinking of the 'Alabama.'" From the account, in the Century, by John Mcintosh Kell, the second officer in i command of the Confederate cruiser Alabama, we lake the following: "When the firing ceased, Captain Semmgs order- j ed me to dispatch an officer to the Kearsarge to say that our ship was sinking, aud to ask that they send boats to save our wounded, as our boats were disabled. ^ The dingey, our smallest boat, had escaped damage. I dispatched Mastersmate Fullam with the request. No boats / appearing, I had one of our quarter bouts | 1 lowered, which was slightly injured, and . ordered the wounded placed in licr. Dr. Gait, the surgeon who was in charge of the magazine and shell-room division, . came on deck at this moment and was at once put in charge of the boat, with orders to 'take the wounded to the Kearsarge.' They shoved off just in time to save the poor fellows from going down in the ship. , "I now gave the order for 'every man to jump overboard with a spar and save himself from tuc sinking ship.' To enforce tlio order, I walked forward and urged the men overboard. As soon ns the decks were cleared, save of the bodies of the dead, 1 returned to the ^ stern-port, where stood Captain Scmmca with one or two of the men and his faith- j fid steward, who, popr fellow! was doomed to a watery grave, as he could not < swim. The Alabama's stern-port was j now almost to the water's edge. Partly undressing, we plunged into the sea, and made an oiling from the sinking ship, Captain Semmcs with a life preserver and ^ I on a grating. "The Alabama settled stern foremost, j Innnfllinrf lu>r l\nura ^ MV4 uvno 111 UiU , ill! I ^ Graceful even in her death-struggle, she in a moment disappeared from the face , of the waters. The sea now presented a ( mass of living heads, striving for theii ( lives. Many poor fellows sauk for the \ want of timely aid. Near me I saw a ^ float of empty shell-boxes, and called to one of the men, a good swimmer, to examine it; he did so and replied, 'It is the doctor, sir, dead.' Poor Llewellyn! he perished almost in sight of his home. The-young Midshipman MalRt swam to ( , me and offered his life-preserver. My grating was not proving a very buoyant float, and the white caps breaking over my head, were distressingly uncomforta- , blc, to say the least. Mafiit said: 'Mr. . Kell, take my life-preserver, sir; you are almost exhausted.' The gallant boy did not consider his own condition, but his pallid face told me that his heroism was superior to his bodily suffering, and I refused it. After twenty minutes or more I heard near me some one call out, , 'There is our first lieutenant,' and the next moment I was pulled into a boat, in which was Captain Semmes, stretched out in the stem-sheets, as pallid as death, lie had received during the action a slight contusion on the hand, and the struggle in the water .had almost exhaustr?rl Vlim Tlinrn nuu aisu acTcnu ui our | crew in the boat, and in a few minutes j we were alongside a little steam-yacht, . which had come among our floating men, J and by throwing them ropes saved many lives. Upon reaching her deck, I ascertained for the first time that she was the yacht Deerhound, owned by Mr. John Lancaster, of England. In looking round I saw two French pilot-boat* engaged in saving our crew, and finally two boats from the Kearsargc." Advice to Stoop?Shouldered Feople. A stoopiag figure is not only a familiar expression of weakness or old age, but it is, when caused by careless habits, a di- i; rect cause of contracted chest and de? fective breathing. Unless you rid yourself of this crook wliile at school you will | probably go bent to your grave. There is one good way to cure it. Shoulder braccs will not help. One needs not an artificial substitute, some means to develop the muscles whose duty it i9 to hold tho head and shoulders erect. I know of but one bull's-eye shot. It is to carry a weight on the head. A sheepskin or other strong bag filled with twenty or ! thirty pounds of sand is a good weight. . When engaged in your morning studies, either before or after breakfast, put the bag of sand on your head, hold your head erect, draw your chin close to your neck, and walk slowly about the room, coming back, if you pleise, every minute or two to your book, or carrying the book as you walk. The. muscles whoso duty it is to hold the head and shoulder ? erect are hit, not ??ith scattering shot, but with a riile b?li. The bones of the spine and the intervertebral substance | will soon accommodate themselves to the ; new attitude. One year of daily practice I with the bag, half an hour morning and [ evening, will give you a noble carriage, without interfering a moment with you studies.?Halt1 a Journal of Health. Japanese Athletes. Dr. Oswald says that the superiority of Oriental athletes is not so much in their absolute muscular strength, which they can hardly match against that of the hnlkv na ?n uu AAA vruaw bUliUiCU would call their "staying povrers." In Ohasaka, Japan, a German traveller saw ' a pair of rough-and-tumble wrestlers fight with short pauses for six hours and thirty minutes, and only quit after their knees 1 and elbows were flayed and their faces battered out of all resemblance to human orunte??ncea. . j 1 ' rV;: i THE "ALABAMA." rho Confederate Cruiser's Last Engagement. low She Was Sunk by tbe "Kearsarge" Off the French Coast. From an account of "Life on the Ala)ama," by one of her sailors, in the Ccnury, we quote the following: "We got iverytliing ship-shape and left Cherbourg or our last cruLse on a bright Sunday norning, June 19th. "We were escorted >y a French armored vessel, and when 11 i nv guu uuiaiuo wc couiusecinc ii.enrsarge iwaiting us, about four miles away. Captain Semmes made us a short speech vhich was well receivcil, though it seemed )dd to me that an American should apical to an Englishman's love of glory to inimate him to fight the speaker's own countrymen. But we cheered, and the French ship leaving us, we steamed straight for the Kearsarge. There is no loubt that Semmes was flurried and coranenced firing too soon. "We were, I should say, nearly a mile away, and I do lot think a single shot told. The enemy circled around us and did not return our 5re until within seven or eight hundred pards and then she let us have it. The Srst shot that struck us made the ship reel and shake all over. I was serving 011 >ne of the thirty-two pounders, and my sponger was aa old man-o'-war's man, who remarked, after a look out of the port, 'We might as well fire batter pudflens as these pop-guns: a few more biffs like that last and we may turn turtle.' He had scarcely spoken when a shell burst under our pivot-gun, tilting it ou1 af range and killing five of the crew. wnat is wrong with the rifle-gun?' was asked. 'We don't seem to be doing the enemy any harm,' while with slow precision came the crash of the heavy shell ol theYnnkcc. One missile that seemed a; big as a haystack whizzed over our heads, taking a section of the port bulwarks away, fortunately missing a man thai was handling shot. lie only remarked that he believed the Yankee was firing 'steam-b'ilers' at us. Another shell struck us amidships, causing the ship tc list to port so that our gun weighing three tons raced in, pinning one pooi fellow against the port-sill. He died before we could get him clear. This was the missile that sunk the Alabama. 'She's going down!' was the cry, and al was confusion. Another shell struck about the water-line, and the vessel reelec like a drunken man. The dead anc wounded were lying about the deck, which was red with blood. Our officers did their duty and the men at once be gan to get up the wounded. The cuttei and launch were in the water, and th< officers were trying to keep the men back till the wounded were all in; but certainly many of them were left, for I saw several on the berth-dcck when I went below, and the boats were then full and pushing off. When it was certain thai the ship was sinking, all order was at ar end. I had ?10 and a watch in a locker between decks, and I ran below, bui they were gone. " 'All hands on deck?ship's goinc down 1' was called, and I had just got on the upper step of the forward companion-way when the water, entering th( berth-deck ports, forced the air up and almost carried me off my legs. I cast my eye6 around for a moment. Old Gill, with his head crushed under the carriage of the eight-inch gun, was lying there, his brawny hands clinching the breast ol him liimnpr Jn?f. n<S fhn wofnr * the storn I went over the port bulwarks. I was a good swimmer, and had not beer in the water five minutes when a French pilot-boat came running past, and i brawny fellow in petticoats and top-boot* dragged me out of the water." The Thirteen Superstition. Some of the fashionable people of Bos ton axe firm believers in the supcrstitioi which is opposed to thirteen at table this often leads to awkward complica tions, for their dinner parties are fre quently arranged for fourteen. Whcr this is the case and one o* tho -ruests can not attend, and docs not apprise th< hostess of this fact until the day of th< dinner, great exertions are made to obtain the one necessary to make up th< original number, and many ladies accepi short invitations in order to help theii friends out of their dilemma. When th( ope desired cannot be found, it is ofter convenient for a member of the family tc be indisposed. This, of course, make: the number of diners even, but it is doubttul if it prevents any of them fron: dying within the year.?Boston Budget. The Part He Forgot. The following colloquy occurred ir the court room in this city the present week: Young Attorney?Have you stated al that you remember of the conversatior which you had with Mr. Blank? Witness?Yes, sir. Young Attorney?That, then, was the whole conversation, was it not? Witness?No, sir. I do not think ] remember all. Young Attorney?What part of. il don't you remember? The witness* answer was lost in the laughter that ensued at the attorney'i expense.?Elmira QaxelU. . J . % y%.. \ , ... ^ The Town Cow. One of the most annoying things that the country people has to contend with (says the West Union (O.) Defender) is the ordinary town cow. When the farmer leaves home he puts in the bottom of his sleigh or sled a bountiful armful of hay. This answers the twofold purpose of a scat and to keep the feet of himself and the good wife warm. Ho arrives at town, unloads his wife in front of some store, and proceeds to hitch his team at some point about the public square. No sooner is his back turned than a dozen starved cows immediately surround his sled, and before he can say "Jack Robinson with his mouth open," every straw in I his sled lias gone through the gastric orifices of the aforesaid cows. We noflPPfl nno nnrfinnlorlw . v.vvw |/I?tvivui(iiij vaiuxui J.V11VSW tiio other day. After hitching his team he# took his hay and carried it into the courthouse yard. He was going to have the deadwood on that bunch of hay and departed for a saloon with a grin on hi? face. We watched the proceedings witb considerable interest. He was not out of sight until three or four long horns opened the gate and proceeded to the pile and chewed it up. Clubbing these lean kind does no good. In fact they rather enjoy the fun. You can take a? ordinary stick of cord wood and bounce it from off their carcasses fifty feet high and they will turn around and smile at you. They don't even grunt when you have hit them hard enough to stave intheir ribs. Such punishment seems only ' to act as a tonic; it whets their appetites ( and makes them enjoy the repast which the farmer has hauled to them from his home many miles distant. And after it is all over just notice the peculiar look they give the man who came to town sitting on a pile of hay, as he departs for home on the bare boards 1 The town ' cow is a nuisance, but at the same time a necessity in all rural villages. A "borne without a mother" would not be a more lonesome spectacle than a rural village ' without its herd of lean long-horned, st.limn.f.nilpd nr\wo ( Canned Goods. In the testimony brought forward h. the recent Kolyer-Thurber case, much ' light was thrown by expert; and othei " witnesses upon the methods, in some instances, of the canning trade. Besides the copper boiling and zinc soldering ^ practices, other reprehensible modes of manufacture were testified to. One wit| ness, who said that he had been in the ^ canning business for thirty years, gave a simple means of distinguishing spoiled ' from wholesome fruit. It is understood that when air can get at the contents ol . the can decomposition will ensue. The wholesomeness of the goods, therefore, ' depends entirely upon the air-tight condition of the can. The witness asserted that when a can is perfectly air tight there will be a hollow in the heads?that ^ is, they will cave in. If they are level, . and spring back when pressed upon, they ^ are known to the trade as "spring bottoms"?that is, air has got in and the t contents are in a state of fermentation. The cans have been badly soldered 01 sealed up. If the "spring bottoms" ' stand long enough they become what is known as 4'swell-heads"?that is, the bottoms have become convex and s^rell out, a condition due to the generation ot . gases by the process of fermentation. Id nr/lnr tn onll vv wvt* viivou ^UUU3 Uliav;rupuiuui! [ dealers resort to what witnesses called "reprocessing." That is, the dealers . make a hole in the head of the can, heat the fruit and solder it up again; or, as this trick is easily detected, shrewder ' manufacturers melt open the original t vent-hole, heat the fruit and then resoldcr the can at the old place. This leaves ^ no mark, and therefore removes all evidence that the can has been tampered with.?New York Commercial. Hair for Wigs. The hair for making wigs comes from all carts of the world. Thp. natural blonde comes from Norway and Sweden. Dealers in the south of France supply great quantities of dark hair, and thou- ^ sands of pounds of black hair are brought from Italy to New York every year. China sends us the cheapest hair, but it is rather coarse, and is used in manufacturing low-grade theatrical wig9 and back-pieces, braids and bangs foi ladies' street wear. By bleaching and ^ dyeing, Chinese hair can be given any color that is desired. But it assumes auburn shades best, and an enormous quantity of it hns been used. The Swedish hair is rarely longer than twenty-two inches, and when received hero it is always dirty and teeming with insects. French hair is generally clean, but the Italian hair, which comes to New York in 100-pound bundles, is ex 1 ceedingly filthy, and the workmen who clean it before it is purchased by the ^ wig-makers sometimes contract diseases from handling it. Dyed hair is called 1 "dead," and becomes harsh after being worn a short time. Chemicals are used to give it a glossy appearance. Besides the human hair large quantities of yak j. and angora goat hair and jute fiber are used. t A gentleman rode up to a public house ^ in the country and asked: "Who is the i master of this house?" "Iam, sir," rei plied the landlord, "my wife has been dead about three weeks."