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The only man in Nebraska who M4' pade any money this year has just be.i grrested for counterfeiting. The estate of Senator Fair, it is sail will not pan out more than $15,000,0UU Well, that's a pretty Fair estate. A New England man is to be hanged for roasting his wife. He claims thal 6is wife roasted him until he had to di it' Times are hard, but the fact tha Chicago aldermen are quoted at only $600 apiece in that cigarette deal tendi to discredit the whole story. "Good stuff well sold." Farmers wh, live up to that motto are making money in crops that others produce at a loss Paste the words over your desk and think out the details for yourself. Ex-Senator James G. Fair, the Bo nanza King, is dead. With his multi. millions he ranked no better than the wretchedest of the poor when the grim gleaner got ready to scoop him in. Emperor William fnds the name o Bismarck one to conjure with even when deprived of power by his majes ty's own act. Bismarck was father of the German navy and chief architect of its colonial policy. The Emperor, in his speech asking money to put the navy on a proper footing, felt constralu ed to ask It In the name of the retired statesman, whose influence is still po tent even with his enemies. Thievery as a profession is acetb panied constantly by improvement In methods and by new qualities of ad dress, craft, alertness and daring. The other day four or five persons drove up in an express wagon in front of one of the finest residences in a Chicago sub urb and backed their wagon to the curb. They then entered the house and dis mantled the parlor, taking valuable paintings, bric-a-brac, ornaments. vases, rugs and other movable articles, which they loaded into the wagon and then drove away. The family were at dinner at the time, with the door be tween the dining room and the parlor closed. Neighbors saw the wagon in front of the house and the thieves load ing their plunder into it, but did not suspect that a daylight burglary was being committed in their presence. The robbers got completely away, leavini: no trace for a successful pursuit. Perhaps, after all, the newspapei Judgment as to the value of a rich man's estates may not be so far out of the way, notwithstanding the popular be lief that the newspapers are prone to exaggerate in these matters. After the death of Jay Gould the newspapers kindly took a hand at the busIness of posting his books and striking a bal ance for the benefit of their readers. The result of this arithmetic was the :toncurrent journalistic opinion that Mr. Gould had left about $72,000,000 and some odd cents. Now it appears that the newspapers did not place too large a value on the estate, but, according to the figures of Appraiser McClure, un derestimated it by nearly $9,000,000, the actual value being $80,964,580.79, instead of $T2.000,000. If you see it In the newspapers you may set it down as a careful statement, based on an in vestigation as to all the ascertainable facts. Generally speaking, you might set on it. Man may be able to withstand the charms of woman. He may shut his eyes to her beauty and turn a deaf ear to her brilliant talk. But when woman and Fate advance upon him hand in hand, as it were, it is time for him to begin studying the marriage service. Miss Ancel Marston, of New York, as an illustration, had no chance of becom ing the wife of Edward. Tallman until Fate took a hand in the game. Mr. Iallman did not even know her until he caught her pony one day when it tried to run away. Even then he gave the matter no further thought, and Fate had to try it all over again. On the second trial the young lady sprain ,d her ankle in front of the young man's home, and he again came to her rescue. Then he capitulated and pro posed. Procrastination seemed to be dangerous. In an endeavor to bring about the union Fate might make a slip and kill the young lady or maim her in some way. As a matter of safety "hey were married. The Chinese method of dealing with army officers who lose battles or prove false to their trusts possesses some unique features of retributive justice. A dispatch from Shanghai states that General Wel Yu Kwei, who at the bat tle of Ping Yang failed to bring his troops upon the field in time to assist General Tso, has been beheaded at Pek ing. There were no inquiries as to the causes of his negligence. He simply did not arrive at the battle field and take part in the fight. Probably in or der that he may never have a chance to repeat the mistake the Emperor has ordered his head chopped off. The dis patch adds with grim humor that should the Japan~s- succeed in taking Port Arthur there is no doubt that Li Hung Chang will pay for it with his head. Whether Li will be responsible for the loss of Port Arthur does not ap pear to cut any figure in the matter. it was his business to prevent its capture. This plan of dealing with those in com mand of a nation's armies, though a trinle harsh. certainly has its advant ..ages. Knowing that if he loses he is going to be executed is calculated to make a -general fight desperate battles. Even a dude has his uses in the world Heb is a standing examiple to ,ther young men of what they should avoid. No one should sit down to his own meals until seeing that all the anmmals dependent on his care are provided for. Neverlet us be discouraged with our selves It is not when we are conscious of our fanits that we are the most wicked. It is sometimes9 a privlege to dis, and it is sometimes a dnty to live. If there is no moi e to be done, we shouild be K ~ ready to go. We have not to train up a soul ne r yet a body, but a a.tan; and we cantnot divide him. In the year 1681l the English Sepoy army in Bengal consisted of twenty men under a corporal. THE DAWING OF THE ORluGt When the clouds shall roll forever From the everlasting hills, When fruition of endeavor All the useless ionging fils, When cur feet shall ever wander Where the shadows only stay, rn the dawning of the morning, When the clouds shall :dee away. When cur hands have ceased foreve; Gathering what is not ours, When c-ur hearts are weary never Through mistaking thorns for floweip, Then ro more the darkening shadows O'er our happy lives shall play In the dawning ot the morning When the clouds shall flee away. Withero our eyes were blinded, Hitherto our hearts were sad, Then thall come the endless sunshine Theit our hearts be always glad. Sevsrimore shall storm clouds gather, Shad~ows intercept our day, In the dawning of the morning, - When the clouds shall fee away. + . -iNlly H. Woodworth, in Boston Journal An Unpublished Sensation rY ABIUR .TAM1 PEGLER. TEPintomyprivatt , office when you ar ' at liberty, Mr. Ben nett." ' The request wai made in terse. au - thoritative tones. familiar enough t< every man in thi e editorial d e p a r t ment of the papei as those of Mr. Friet, the managing editor-an un tersizei, fussy little chap, with hai] prematurely gray, tiny sharp eyes, iike a ferret's, and enormous ears thai seemLed designed by nature to catch al the news there was adrift. The latter orgaus he had a peculiar fashion o. moving backward and forward wher cxcited or interested-a mulish man nerism which had earned him various uore or less appropriate nicknames. "Yes, sir," answered Bennett, look ing ip from the preparation of az article on the superlative greatness, past, present, and future, of Kansal City. "3 there in five minutes," he added, and then sotto voce-"wonder what the deuce is up now. Some idint's been complaining about a re port. of course." With this reflection the young man resumed his laudatory scree d on the advantages of Kansa City, commercially, socially, and gen. erally. At last the column of fiction, upon which he had expended a good deal of energy. was handed over to the city editor with the remark, "Here's that rot about the town." An instani later Bennett had disappeared down -he passage to confer with the chief. The air of the managing editor, as he motioned Bennett to a seat, wai preoccupied. He was always preoccu pied when spoken to or approached by any but the business manager. Then he was obsequious. His manner noa said, as plainly as words could have said it, "You are my subordinate, and must be duly impressed with the dig aity of my position." "Mr. Bennett," he said, "I'm going to detail you on an important piece of work." "Yes, sir," replied Bennett, with a 'ecoming show of interest. "You know, Mr. Bennett," con tinned the chief, "all the main facti regarding the counterfeit five-dollar bills which have flooded the city dur ~ng the last few months." "I believe I am tolerably familia: with the matter, sir," was the reply. "The fact is, Bennett," and the Little man's ears began to oscillate with increasing rapidity, "the fact is that every detective in the city has worked on this case for weeks at a time. They have all failed, and the case has been practically abandoned. The police acknowledge themselves beaten, Bennett." The editor brought his hand down on the arm of the chair with an emphatic thump. "Now, then," and the ferret-eyed little man leaned forward as though to add weight to his words, "I have always held that a good reporter is the best detective in the world. You have done some good work' for the paper, Bennett-very good, indeed. You will take this case. Devote your whole time to it, follow up every con ceivable clue, run these fellows to earth and-well, if you succeed, it will make a difference in your salary. "You will take any other man oft the local staff you may desire to assist you," went on the editor, before Ben nett had time to reply. "I should suggest Godfray. He's a bright fel low, quite up~ to the work, I should 'hink." "I think Godfrey is the right man, sir," answered Bennett. Godfrey en tered a moment later in response to a summons by telephone. The nature of the business on which he had been detailed was explained, and then both men were dismissed with the injunction a do their best. A week after he had been detailed on the matter, Jack Bennett sat loung ing in an arm-chair at his rooms, ex mining one of the spurious bills for the hundredth time. He had just suc eeded in running down, with the aid f Godfrey, a clue which the latter had sggested, but which, like a dozen other supposed clues, had proven false. A week is a long time in a newspaper offie, and Bennett was beginning to hafe at his lack of success in finding a iingle thread to work on. "A bad beginning," he mused. "A leced bad beginning." Taking the cigar from his lips, he aain examined the counterfeit minu tly. It was almost perfect. A slight iiference, perhaps, in the textu~re of the paper between this and the genu me bill, but the lettering was clear and exact, the ink black and the printing without a IRaw. None but an expert ould hav~e discerned the fraud. Then Bennett feilto thinking of et sin difleulties he had encountered in his investigation, which had so far roved protless. Sometimes he had hought Godfrey was jealous of the recedence given another on the case; ometimes his assistance and sugges ions seeme d half-hearted. Still, there ere times when he was feverishly exious to hunt down a newly discov red clue. There was no doubt of the man's ability. Godfrey had worked wo or three affairs single-handed in a -a~n~ tha urov hi~m thorougl cap kble man-and yet, thero was soms thing about his efforts to run dowE these counterfeitsr that seemed lutl Lalf sinoere. Little was known of Godfrey on th oaper. He floated it on the boom ide, just when a good man was badly needed. When Godfrey applied fo2 the job, Fawcett, the oity editor, put 'im on, and it took but a few days tc iemonstrate that a first-rate all-roun' :nan had been secured. Bennett thought over his associa Ions with the new man, and coulk feel no real reason for complaint. Slentally resolving, however, to adopt a new line of research on the following lay, he was about to retire. when a knock on the door startled him. II was the sharp rapping of some one in a hurry. "Jack, say, Jack!!" Bennett recog iized the voice of young Davis. "Get ap and let me in, old chap," went on the outsider. Bennett walked over, turned th key, and threw the door open. "Why, Davis!" he exclaimed, "what's the row? You look as though you had seen a ghost," for the junior member af the staff was very pale and very :auch excited. Davis assumed an air which tolI plainly enough that he had a dis closure to make. The youngster drew up a chair, lighted one of Bennett'i oigars, andreplied to his friend's query ith a question. "How are you getting on with thk case, Bennett?" he inquired, coolly. "What case?" "Come now, old fellow," went or the youth, "I haven't been in this msiness as long as you have, but ) iave learned enough to pick up a ?iece of news before I fall over it." "Well, what have you picked up thi lime?" asked Bennett, rather discon Ierted at the peculiar manner of his young colleague. Davis pitched his hat in a cornei stuffed both hands deep down into hit trousers' pockets, and with an air o: :uiet assurance, proceeded: "What I came here for, at this un earthly hour of the night, was to pui vou on the right track, and help you bapture these queer pushers. You're all wrong," said the lad, with peculia2 imphasis on the last three words. "Look here, Davis," and Bennet tose to his feet, "what are you driving at?" "Oh, now, don't treat mo like i thild," interposed the other indig aantly. "I'm on to the whole game. You're working on this counterfeiting story, and Godfrey's working witl you-that is, he's supposed to be. Am I right?" "Suppose you are right," said Ben tett, guardedly. "What then?" "What then!" cried Davis, sitting iolt upright, "why, just what I said oefore. You're on the wrong lay flear off the scent, I tell you. Lool ere, Bennett," he continued in an xcited voice, "I've been working on this for two months. There's a thou sand dollars reward offered for the :apture of the gang, don't you see mad what I want is the reward." Bennett could not suppress a amused smile. The vanity of this youngster tickled him immensely, bud Davis was a bright sort of little chap, and a fellow couldn't help liking him. "I've follered up every clue," he ent on. "Hundreds of 'em have amounted to nothing, but I tell you. Bennett," and the lad's fe 'e flushed with the excitement he felt, "I'm 01 o the 'whole deal now. I'd bet my life against a dollar that I can run these fellows to the earth in a couple of lays." Bennett was interested now, and hi ras never wider awake in his life than when, turning sharp round on his heel, as pushed the excited junior member into a chair, and took up a position be' !ore him. "Out with it now," he said some hat fiercely. "What do you know?' The lad shrugged his shoulders as a an will do who is sure of his position, &d replied, calmly, "Turn about's fair pay. What do you know?" "Well," said Bennett, "to be per :ctly frank with you, I have discov ered nothing. The whole case looks just as blank as it did a week ago, when I was put on it." "That's what I thought," repliei. ;he youth. "Now, I'll tell you some thing. It's not altogether fame I'm after in this thing, Bennett. I need that thousand dollars. Laugh if you like; laugh your head off. The fact remains that, if I had the thousand, d get married in less than no time." "A laudable idea, my boy-very ne," laughed Bennett "Er-who is the lady?" he added. "Dolly Taylor, of Ornaha. Sweetes ittle girl in the world. I've known ar all my life, went to high school with her, know all about her, and love her all the more, the more I know of ir. There are only two in the fam-. ly-just Dolly and her mother. There's a brother somewhere, but he's the >lack sheep of the family-been in some bad scrapes, I'm told, but they 2ever speak of him. The father's dead, ou know, and it's a case of highly re spectable poverty, Well, to cut ii short," concluded the youngster, "that thousand dollars would come is wfully handy, and I never miss s hnce, Bennett. Will you help me t carry this thine out? Give mce the oney, and you can tane rme glory. Vill you do it ?" "Yes, yes," replied the other, hastily 'ow tell your story." "I had better begin with the most important fact," said Davis, deliber ately turning over the leaves of his notebook. "Here is the entry," he went on. "It is dated just three hours ago. It reads like this-'Godfrey is he counterfeiter.' " "Eh! By George, you're crazy. odfrey, one of the best all-roundl newspaper in the West, a member of this gang? Oh, come, Davis, this is all rot-utter idiocy," and Bennett be an to pace the floor hastily. "Still," e went on, as though arguing the roposition in his own mind, "I don't know either. There have been one o: wo queer things-" He glanced at Davis. That yon ;entleman had placidly closed his note book, and was waiting for his friend to calm down. "Go on with your story," said Ben .sett "It was quite by chance." Davis ro sumed, "that I g-->t my clue. I waa down at Schaefer's place to-night, looking up a piece of news, when there r enap nact tra , y rn'a r.:*l nyve 0:1 Bill, Cue barenaier. Bill had him by :he scruff of tha neck anl vi s goin.; :o se-nd for the police. The m-M pro tested violently that he was all right, and offered r. large roll of bills iII evidence, but Dill was obdurate, an.' there would he been a pinh aIll right if something hadn't turned up in the nick of time. No wiit ac you think happencd?" "Jive it u1." "Ju.t theu Gorifrey shppcl ove .om one of the billiard talues, cooI a you please; shook hands with the man, swore to the barkeeprer that he was all right, and aske:l Bill ai a per sonal favor not to disg-raco him by ar rest. You know Godfrey is cham.' with every detective und pvtroimlnL iL the town, and Bill knew him well as the police reporter of our paper. The apshot of the thing was that he jusi tnrned the swell loose and aologized. The latter laughed at the adventure, bo-aght drinks for all the loafers, auc everybody forgot it. What impresseu :e was the expression of the man's Laee. You never in your life saw at innocent man go as white. I kept m-, Bye on the chap, and pretty soon he got over to the table where Godfre3 I was still playing billiards. They had & brief talk, and as soon as the game was over, Godfrey went out alone. rhere was a big crowd in the place anc ae had not seen me. I had a imind ai arst to follow him, but on second thoughts determined to shadow the other fellow. In a few moments he went out, too. I was on the othei side of the street in a jiilfy. He weni through the fiont door of Harper's or Topeka street and I was after him like a shot. As I enterad the front, he Jisappeared through the back door in. to the alley. There was no one watch. ing, and like a flash I seized a waiter't .oat from the wall, threw it over my ihoulders and walked out into the Llley. My hat was pulled over my )yes, and even Dolly would not have tnown me." "Well?" asked Bennett, who w., now visibly agitated. "Well, I found 'em there. They xere talking in the shadow of the building, and of course I did not dare ;top. My object was to find them to ;ether. That settled the thing in my nind, but I followed farther to make rnre. I've tracked them to Godfrey's room, and now I know enough to just ify a raid." "You confounded young 'un gasped the excited Bennett. "I be. lieve you're smarter than the lot ol us. Hang me," Ye added, "if I don'f believe you're right." "Right! ! !" exclaimed the youth, ii 6 sort of shriek. "Of course I'm right. Why, man, don't you see the game 3odfrey's, I mean? He's a crack o' ack at- the business. Knows 'some hing about newspaper work, makes pplication for a job and gets the very run he most wants-police. He works hard, is a good writer, gets in with alf the detectives and patrolmen, anc knows just about what they are doing. Why, he even traveled around with' themin, working on this very case., lIght !" added the excited yon sleuth, panting for breath. "Why. 1 it's the greatest graft on earth, and the i grafter, like Cesar's wife, above sua icion." "When would you suggest making the arrest ?" asked Bennett. '-Godfrey will be alone in the roor after midnight. We must manage is alone, us two. If the police make the capture, we shall lose both the credilt and the reward. The room is No.; 2 0, top floor of the Perry block. IB ainst be done to-morrow night. lii anything scares these chaps it'll be alJ day with our plans." "To-morrow, then," said Bennett "Be here at 10 o'clock sharp, and we can arrange the details then. I'll take care of Godfrey during the dayuand ou keep out of sight." At a quarter past twelve Fawcett, he city editor, sat lolling in his spring-chair, having one of these little breathing spells that come so rarely tc the city man on a morning paper. A madden, almost cyclonic rush into the local room brought Fawcett up stand ing in an instant. The new arrival was Bennett. Blood was trickling from a long scratch on his face, and his lothing gave evidence that he was 'esh from an encounter. "What is it, Bennett?" asked. the dtyv editor, scenting a sensation. "Got 'em," answered the otha~ refiy, grasping a tab of paper. "Got he leader of the gang like a rat in a trap. It's Godfrey. We've tied him up,1 and Davis is standing guard over him1 with a gun." "What! ! !" shrieked Fawcett, and hn recoverin g himlf - "Gr'.'.a Scott ! hot stuff, old man. Gut nigha at it." Bennett's pencil began to fly ove? he paper. "The gang of counterfeiters, whoqt hrewdness has proven too much for he best detectives in the country," he wrote, "have at last been run to earth. The details of the capture, and the events leading up to it, fur nish one of the most remarkable pages in criminal history-" The rest of the story was nevel rritten. The half-covered -page of .opy was tora from Bennett's hands. He looked up angrily, for time was short. There, ghastly pale, and shak ing from hetito foot, stood Da~vis. "Como out, quick," he gasped, and Bennett rushed after him to the .eleva tor. They entered the car just as Fawcett called loudly to Bennett to ush up his copy. "In heaven's name, what's the mat er?" asked Bennett, excitedly, but avis only gasped for breath and pulled he other out of the lift toward the itreet door. Once in the street he poe. "Jack, you must not write that Itory. I-I've let'the fellow go." "I've let him go, I tell you-. Fot God's sake don't write the story, JTack. t's my story, and you shan't write it," is Bennett hesitated before replying. "I'll tell you why. After we tied the ellow up, and you came down here to write the story, I sawv a girl's picture on the table. I believe my blood al most froze in my veins wheh I looked at it, for the piecture was of her. IT was Dolly's photograph. The man's er brother, the scapegrace, the vaga bnd, the--" Bennett was undergoing a struggle, a ;errible struggle. If he wrote the i--rim h-e 1 woud esv to b3 kicked "No, old chaI ot. l i MINK/ rV.r rhole pres:s of the cou:dry ti r::s ftr: N > on me. Come, yo mzr, w b i to shak this town. I's too ot Lihold us." 1 At darbrea.3 nn xt mornuin tw e iim;mt felow b~. oarded a Chicago r.:au at a wayv station, ten miler .'omfl KanlS:Is City. Thne morning th3 zaper conined aC garbxle: story c bout a captur and a darig - peY but the~ o:Myv two maen wn'o I111 knew the insid~e of the an':.ir wereb pedn es-vard as fast : som ould cdry thmn-. The whole aa hi VII . a fi s~ a gre..t senisatloon in ne'wspap'er res and th;ro wa~s a goodi many he~ories elveOd to acont for the ex taordin"'ry behavior of certa~in a' entees. ?ribery was freely inted, mi t'ere were th:s who ke.ew tha omethngr more than mereX m1~loe had br rompted Bnett to throw up the bi. P est beat of thW yer Littie Priest o wore pompously tat he would black ist both the m'n in every newspaiper >ice in Ameica, but, despite the Ce hreat, Bennett is now one of the niost tl avis has grown inLo a big s::rappIng elow. He is the sporting editor of a to 3hicago daily and his wi e is a pretty ~irl whose name was once Dolly Thy- aII or, and her residence, Omaha.e-R ly Lance. t0 d or I Queer Things About Frogs. A remarkable thing about these D1 ,reatures is that the larger part of the a >reathing is done through the skin. In r act, it is said that this supply of air is ,necessary addition to that taken in lit y ordinary breathing, as the latter fo oes not supply euflicient air to sup :ort life in a frog. af Another peculiar thing about th ca kin of the frog is its powerful absorp- to ~ion of water. This is due, of course, de o the numberless minute pores with rhich their skin is provided. I t has 1ar een proved that a frog can thus soak Dp half its weight of water in an hour. p .'he skin of the stomach is most active IE a this way, and, at the same time, is nost often in contact with moisture, bi uch as mud, dewy grass, wet ground, I il leaves aford. As the skin h per pires quite asfreely as it absorbs, it is LU asily seen why contact with moisture ar s so necessary. Besides the loss from br vaporation, there is the stopping of SP kin-breathing also, because the skin f las to be kept moist and soft, to ab orb fresh air and give of used air . rom the system. The soaking of ma rater is what gives the frog's skin such it cold, clammay, and uncany feeling V) hen handled. And it explains a r trange thing. Though a bullfrog 20 >ere poked with a red-hot iron, it he ould not feel it enough to move out 01 hf its tracks; for the moisture of the in forms a kind of film of vapor be ween it and the iron, which takes ime to heat through; and so the frog rould not feel pain from the heat. et, if hot water is droppe -upon him, ce ewill instantly jump from pain, as his heat at once s into the skin. A frog has another safeguard against kr rying up-that is, a kind of interior a ack for storing water. Like the camel, t thus keeps a supply which carries it ver many a dry place, when it wouldr itherwise lose all its moisture and die. 'he water is as pure and tasteless as at of any spring. In Australia, it is said, one specie io f frog prepares for a drought in a dc ronderful way. Sometimes the th raveler suffering from thirst will come Sc a bush, and, digging into the ground ou foot or two, will find a clay ball. He re racks it open, and out jumps a frog ! ta tranger still, inside the ball is found du good drink of pure water ! And with -: is the man quenches his thirst. -St iholas. t hornicidal Crankcs. Thierecent shocking murder of 3May02 i [arrison calls attention again to the~ anger to which society is subjected y the half-mad. The name which at ience gives to their malady is para- ne oa persecutoria. It is not, however, I a o much a real disease as it is an in- 'at erent defect in the structure of the I rain. This defect exists in many, m: )ut it is overcome and controlled by a ~ducation and training. In the homi-e ~idal paranoiac natural defects and . atural bad propensities are increasedI y bad habits of life and thought. Fo ~xample, by the over-indulgence iau lcohol, tobacco and excitable haran uing a man who has simply exaggera ed political views becomes a political ,riminal or a murderer. The question aturally arises whether the homicidal ~t. aranoiac has come with us to stay n to increase in numbers and ac ivity. Already it is necessary for ubic men to exercise care in admit ;ing people to audience, and the life f the American millionaire or high iolhtical functionary is, perhaps. dready quite as uneasy as that of the ~zar of Ruhssia. as Wesee no immerliate prospect of re toa ef from this condition of things. Cer- ar iinly lyndhing will do no good, r ;hough so strongly recommended by I any. Whether such people should W e hanged is a question to be decided I each indtividual case. In some in- dle ;tances it is surely necessary and help- br ul, even if from our standpoint it *. seems cruel. Bat cranks and para aoiacs will not be suppressed by hang. in :ng, because they often love notoriety fr<I aaore than they fear death, or are im- eli elled to their act by a morbid instinct vhich no prospect of future punish- m ent can suppress. Tihe paranoia is g he result of bad breeding, and he will 1ourish as long as neurotic pepein- y ~ermrry and give birth to children 6: 5thoe morbid tendencies arc allowed Lo develop. To prevent the increase i f the paranoiacs we need good fath :rs and mothers. -Medical Record- de St. Paul's New Blridget O' St. Paul will soon have a new bridy .ross the Mississipp!-.d Ic Cavalrymen as Swimmers. European cavalry *re trained to Ide wim across rivers wth ease ALL IN PENNIES. Locality Where the Struggle for Extitence Is Hard. Thr-rry Hill is shrouded in the som r gloom of approaching dawn. It is wny dark in the narrow street after i ndown, but the lights which steal 1 >m, the stainted windlows of the sa m1s an-l tenemenits on either side off the grewsomfe shadows of the dark i .d yawning alleys In the early n!ght. >w the'y are gone, and the silpnie ia oken only now and then by the oans and mumbling of a drunken f etch who has fallen helplessly in a orwE y. k brisk step is heard at the corner. .e gue of a man passes swiftly up e street. He pauses at a small gro ry store, unlocks the door, takes wn the shuters and lights the gas side. His Teutonic features are t ight and shining, and his fair skin ars a glow that betokens a recent t plication of cold water and a coarse xel. [t is 5 o'clock. One by one the tene, E ?nt windows reflect the light of nps and candles. Cherry Hill is iking up. Those who live in the unts of hunger and privation are paring for the toil and hardship an. ier day is bringing to them. Eardly has Herman begun his task C ien a frowsy-headed boy, half-dress , and with shoes unlaced, stumbles rough the doorway. He carries a iall tin pail. 'Say, Herman," he cries, as he walkI ward the counter, "gimme t'ree cents )rt' er milk an' half a dozen rolls. illy gee, it's cold! De ole man near broke me nut draggin' me out sayin' e little Cherry Hill grocery store is en for yer? Ar-r, you're er stingy >ke." le slaps eight cents on the countel. 3 ks up his rolls and kettle of milk, d hurries out whistling "Sweet Ma- r ," with variations according to his e ception of the melody, and-the b tle Cherry Hill grocery store is open y . the day. s Is you look around you see a littk s pretty nearly everything else you a think of that human beings have use, and covered boxes and barrels s note the presence of other things you h )uld never even guess. The shelves t brimming over with all sorts of xes and cans, with tomatoes, baking wders and washing compounds lead ; in point of classified numbers. 6 k frail little woman, clasping a thiL tek shawl tightly about- her shoul h rs, enters noiselessly. The cares of )therhood and a life of ceaseless toil a stamped upon her features. She ins to view a small pitcher, with >ut and handle gone, and places it the counter. 'Good morning, Herman," she says. 'hree cents' worth of milk this morn r and three cents' worth of coffee." this are added two slices of fresh rk and six rolls. 'Three, six, sixteen, twenty-one,'t ints Herman briskly. Then hands r four pennies change, which she ~ tees in her mouth-. reakfast for four! Good morning, 3Mr. O'3Mara," says ec arman, as a thin, sparely-built mar' q nes in. "What will you have? 'Ten cents' worth of potatoes, two ri its' worth of onions and a paper of t Jacco." t Ie gets the tobacco first, and then, d Ining against a barrel, stows away t generous finlgerful. Herman writes t the charges in a greasy little ac- t ant book, black with age, that came t >m the man's pocket. t 'Is that all, 3Mr. O'3Iara? 'Well, no," is the reply. "I wanted ae-but never mind now. I'll come wn for It after awhile." That ist a way they shop in Cherry Hill. Herman hands the book over with t a word. Even then MIr. O'MIara amied in the store over an hour,. king politics with Herman during 11 spells and chatting with the cus uers. With a loud "Hiallo, Herman, how's t ings?" the type of the east side s >ugh girl" enters. Not a bad girl- 1r nply natural and in keeping with g e surroundings. Born on Mlurray b .11, she would be an ingenue. k (he dummy makes a mock attempt 9 kissing her. Her tist lands on his ek sending him spinning, and he I ighs coarsely and pretends he is 'Get out, you bum !" she says. "I'fl he yer dizzy if yer come near me." 1 Len in the same breath, the incident tirely forgotten, "Say, Herman, gim Stwo cents' worth of starch." he flips two pennies on the -counter, ikes a jab at Herman as he hands t r the package, and is about to leaveb im she spies a basket of apples. n 'Say, Herman, gimnme an apple?" h e picks one up and is about to bite c 'Cent apiece," says Herman. n 'Well, you won't get no cent from hi TIl put it down." 'Ar-r, if yer put it down I'll crack r face." 'Yes, I will." Ehe throw's the apple back, and gets far as the door. The temptation is > great She comes back. takes the pe, bites a big piece, and says defi tly: 'Well, put it down if you want ter, 'at do I care?" L'he apple is charged, and the inch. at serves to strengthen rather than eak the business relations of the -o. t t this point the young wife comet with a cup, and gets the mustard mU the brown stone jar~ on the butter Enext c'istomer, a pleasant-faced. man of rilddle age, greets the man ining against the barrel: 'Good morning, Mr. O'Mara, and w's the wife and little ones? J .ven't seen much of her lately." 'I keep her in now," says O'Mara. 'm afraid of losing her."t Well, good citizens are scarce thest .ys," she replies with a twinkle. And so is good money,"' retorts t Mara. &s the shadows of enrly evenini. epen, Herman finds time to become mmuniative.I "Do they pay their bills? Tes, in ed most of thm do Terna n eotnts nust be settled aflislince a week (ou see, we know all the customers )retty well, and we only refuse per ons who are trying to cheat us. The >ggest trade Is In coal, potatoes, >read, ham and milk. Most of the ham s sold by the slice, and yet I sell about wo cooked hams a day, and sometimes nor. The, boniness amounts to about 2o a day-In pennies."-New York "Ain' Fur Sale. A ll-knwma lida IS wgano ndas nonwei'rit In m7sttIfyIng simple rondl'd folkm. A correspondent of the m(atr,n Trancript writing from Wash ngtr.n, where the leightfof-hand man as been exhibiting his skill, tells of his uccess In astorlshing a group of col red people: The magician one morning went dowt o the market. Washington has one of he largest and finest market-houses In he world, and one of Its most pictur sque features is the row of comfort .ble negro mammies, with baskets of ggs and vegetables, sitting outside the >uilding, laughing, chatting and smok. The sleight-of-hand expert, who had a riend with him, sauntered up to one aky-black old marketwoman with a ipe In her mouth and a beautiful array f fresh eggs before her. He looked at lem and asked the price. "Twenty-three cents, honey," an wered mammy, "an' dese heah is fust te aigs-de hen an' hardly done cluck i' ober 'em yt." "I should t c so," said he, and sa e picked i. ne and cracked It, out ame a quarter. Mammy's ja'w dropped, and the pipt rIth it. "And this one-and this one seemi retty good," carelessly remarked the ian, cracking two more, out of which fty-cent pieces tumbled. le cracked half a dozen in all, and Iammy's store of silver was increased very time. As he walked off, followed y a dozen pairs of beady black eyes ith nothing but the whites showing, mebody came up and asked the awe tricken old marketwoman the price of er eggs. "Dese aigs an' fur sale," she an wered, and she gathered them up in er apron and waddled off in the direc. on of home. Ingenious Use of Photography. Before the days of books, parchment. ecame so costly that econmical schol rs erased more or less perfectly what ad been written, and used them a sec nd time. In this manner some highly iteresting and valuable manuscripts ave been lost to the world. But in iany cases the ancient characters are till faintly visible. Twice-used parchments are callet alimpsests, and many modern scholars ave strained their eyes in the effort to ecipher the orginal writing. Recently photography has been sqc essfully applied In Germany for this ork. The color of the faded ink of te older writing on a palimpsest is yel w. A photograph of such a manu ript was made through a yellow reen. The result was a negative on rhich the old writing was barely dis ernible, while the later black writing ppeared distinctly as white letters. Next an ordinary negative on a bro ide plate was made, and from his was produced a transparent pesl Eve on which both writings appeared ark and about equally distinct. Then e transparency was superimposed on e first negative, so that the dark let, ars of the writing covered the light let -rs, representing the same writing in ie negative. They were thus eliminat d, being indistinguishably raerged rith the general dark background pro uced by the conibination of positive d ne~ative. But the earlier charac rs, since they were dark in both cases, ppeared in the combination Intensely lack and distinct. A Dog and His Money. I know a fox terrier which has thor ughly learned the value of money. hen he gets a cent he is off with it buy a bun at the baker's shop; and iould no one be there, he rattles his aoney down on the counter. He sits uetly In the shop and eats his buni ut or.ce he got cross because the ba er's lad gave him a small bun for hia enny Instead of a large one. When the time comes for the boys to lay at pitch and toss in the streets, they are using coppers In the game, e watches his opportunity and makes f with a penny, so that his young istress has more than once been fol wed by boys who half whimperingly "Please, miss, your dog's took my oney and bought him a bun." In such cases she used to make goo6 e loss, but now she begins to fear the oys tempt him with small pieces of ony-cents-and declare that' he as taken two-cent pieces, and she de ines to meet such suspicious claims, iat she may teach them to be at once iore careful, more truthful and more onest, and not to prey on and attempt >make profit out of the dog's vices nd clever tricks. EXTRcTS FROM BER DIAnY. July 1.-Not a single man at the otel-it is awfully, dull. July 7.-A man came to-night, All be girls are crazy, and the poor hotel lerk nearly lost his wits answering uestions. His name is Neville-the ian's name, I mean. July 8.-Have met Mr. Neville. He eems quite charming. July 12.-Mr. Neville is very atten ive to me, to the disgust of all th6a ther girls. August 6.-Tom proposed last night have asked him to wait until the falh r an answer. August 20.--Tom goes away to-dasy. ays he will ask for an answer next onth. He seems sanguine. Setember 15.---Home again. Lettot rom Mr. Neville awaiting me. Tore it .p. Tan Budenhyphen is very atten ie at present and more eligible. Se~tember 2.3. --Me.t Mr. Neville Or i 'avenue. l'retended not tos see October 3.-We move into the coun r nxt week. Papa has hard timee, ud the mortgae oiu our house, held y Neville, has been foreclosed.-Newv r Herald. Bisnrek has 103 different orders of nighhood and :as many unmforms at gol set un a small army.