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SUIT (JACKET AND PANTS) BOYS OF 7 .The Crawl of the Centipedte. I have not known of any person dy Ing from the crawl of a centipede, says a writer in the San Francisco, though these creatures have a sad reutation in many parts of Mexico. "The crawl," 11 say, for the centi pede's venomnous principles Is con taned In the glands of the feet, and Js distributed as he runs. The claimt is that he maices a series of footholes as he runs, Into which he injects his yenom; but 1 think this sis inaccu. rate. I never succeeded in findingq. any appearance of puncture in f'e h tracked by a centipede: and in,tead of a double red Iline, such as his two lines of feet might be expected to' produce, only one red trail. There fore I think that he simply exudes or deposits an acrid fluid, which irri tates and inflames the flesh. In those cases where. persons have died prU al due to some inuamma conditin of th bloodin h' n utior pssiby t thetranfer keri f setietmic atte ove cli he nsec thghtrecetlyhav rale.Mot'epl tuhe b/ cahe nael rubi theCneafecte pa rom wthe gawl oThe centipedei sasl adeteted in the a racisci, thokes athopresecrete trave.sa reunn anygovertsng mrrige. "eie acral," recyor ofheaceni pded's ientitys frm irthI ona tine the glapesns. fThe fete ad as disnibutd as oma rnsne Theam Ies at he mai asries ofverythoing as accrninto whle, al he injcis' ratue.Inev er see in fiss nng ahes aperance oxaminedtre bid e's rackrd by apctimehd and hedn asdue "nyone red child. There-b for goin behnd the srpeues The tates and theladesarn theuleh wen thoseo casesul waerawyerso have died ba rideacoldustnit soer sex inm the coydtis of the bhlood ithe tin. ec~ord agistIher. mate oe rwlT4 em people mouhae tya wfully emoed ryo the hete ~ikke a phsphorscen tr ilT Thb GIO iffid th'e Men. .Men are Deguliat creatures," said the girl in white as she nestled closer to the big pile of sofa cushions. "I have noticed that the shy, bashful, self-conscious man can be captured twice as easy as the chatty man who thinks girls are the dearest things on earth and usually tells them so. I have known men that couldn't bute ton a girl's glove or help her on with a wrap without an embarrassed man ner that was absolutely painful march up to a girl and propose without a bit of hesitation. Yet the man who is called 'a confirmed old maid' wi]L make love to every girl he meets, and unless an exceptionally smart little woman angles for him he spends his days In bachelordom. It is those men of whom every one says: 'Oh, he'll never marry; he hasn't enough courage to ask a girl to be his wife,' that sends a whole community Into universal heart disease by calmly tell Ing them of his eagag-inet. Now, I can't understand it at all unless it is that the bashful man takes it for granted that women are angels and the other man knows what artful creatures they are." "I remember a man who always took two or even three girls to parties and simply wouldn't become the prop erty of any one of them," said the girl in pink. "if he gave one a box of bonbons every other girl in the set had a box, too. He certainly was the most unimpressionable person I ever saw in my life. All the girls were head in love with him and he was finally carried off by a domineer ing little person who kept him busy obeying her orders. And how that girl did crow about it! The very day after he proposed to her she visite: every one of those other girls and asked them to be bridesmaids." Record. Long Way Of. "Let me see," said Brown to Jones; "isn't this Jonea that we were just talking about a relative of yours?" "A distant relative," said Jones. ( -'Yery distant?" "I should think so. He's the old est of twelve children, and I'm the Youngesti'? MPOT HAWITHBEN Rok-wigig n7 nda "I The supressiniof hook-singin in Madras lately did not seem reason able or necessary to all thinking Britons. But, at least, we took it for granted that the exercise was painful. Here is a witness, however, a responsi ble person, doubtless, since the Pioneer accepts his testimony---who declares that the business is humbug from end to end. French common sense has not yet forbidden hook swinging, and this correspondent has been observing the process at leisure in Parana Balasore. Ho finds that swingers aro brought up to the pro fession as to any other means of earn ing a livelihood. Thoughtful parents give them a start in youth by piercing a hole or tunnel beneath tho great muscles of the back, just as a good European mother pierces her littlo daughter's ears. And the passage is kept open in the same way, by wear ing a ring in it. Provided thus with means to edify the public at the short est notice, and without inconvenience, a swinger goes round in search of em ployment. 'The hooks are passe~ through these holes, and they cause no pain whatever, as for the swinging, doubtless that is practised like any other exercise of tho muscles. We may ask, has it always been so? Wero those gruesome tales of b'lood antl howling which distressed our youth, professedly told by eyc-witnesses, all hysteric delusion or falsehood? Or is it that in this age of decayiw; Faith even hook-swinging has becomo e mke-believe ?---Londonx Standard. A Fhre Subsftute. O'Kief-Rats! Here I'm all ready to start fishing and I find 1 forgot to fetch a sinker. McIell-Why don't you use one of the triscuits in the Inch hnakde?-EXchang@ WITH CAPUCHON CAPE FOR -9 YEARS. Phcebe Cary. Some one has called Phoebe Cary the wittiest woman in America, and as one of her friends declared, the Pho-be Cary who flashed and sparkled at an evening dinner was no more brilliant than the same Phoebe as she came in to the breakfast-table from her marketing. One evening at a little party the fun was fast and furious, and one lady suddenly- turned to another, who was very quiet, saying: 'Why don't you laugh? You sit there like a post." "There," exclaimed Phobe, "she called you a post! Why don't you rail at her?" Mr. P. T. Barnum told her that the skeleton man and fat woman in his museum were married, and she re plied: "I suppose they loved through thick and thin!" Lookinj at the curiosities in the museum, she became so absorbed in watching a large anaconda that she walked off the top stairs of a flight, and felL. Mr. Barnum was just in time to catch her and save her from a severe bruising. "I am more lucky than the first woman who fell through the influenee of the serpent," said Phobe. Youth's Companion. WAho Did It?. Jack and Frank are brothers, aced respectivel y5 and 4. The other day. Jack was playing with a box o matches in the nursery, when he set fire to the room.' . The next day the father took the lad into the charred room to have a talk with him, when the following took place: "Now, Jack, there seems to have been a fire in this room." "Yes, so there has." "C), somebody playing 'with matches, 1 suppose." "Yes, farver." "And who was it?" "Well, farver, if I tell you, will you be ang wy?" "Angry! Why, what does that matter? Who set fire to this room?" "Well, farver, if yon won't De angwy I'll tell you the twoof." "And wnat if I say I will be ingry?" PThen I shall say Fwank did it." 1HOW TIIE'WIND CAMV The irnd came this way: Trees were stirred, And seemed to waken and to look; And far away a bird Let slip a little warning song W A silver shudder rang along - The willows by the brook4 - The swallows flickered from the eaves The cottonwood pattered soft and low With all its myriad leaves; A waxe crept, twinkling, o'er the wheat And ceased ; and then I felt a sweet, Cool breath upon my brow. -Joe Russell Taylor, in Independent yogs ana worae. There are many learned men who maintain that while dogs often un derstand our meaning it is not our words but our tones, looks and ges tures that they comprehend. But almost every child who loves a dog could bring some story to con tradict this theory. Here is a true story on the subject that will please all tony masters of bright dogs: A traveler in Portugal purchased a native dog which soon became much attached to him. When spoken to in English, even accompanied by the most expressive looks and gestures the master could command, the doe seemed puzzled, and he seldom found out what was required of him. But when his master addressed him in Portuguese - *badly as his master spoke it, the dog joyf ully executed his wishes. After a time, by repeating the words alternately in Portuguese and in English, the dog learned the lat ter as well as the former, and would obey as readily. But the same com. mand given in French reduced him to a state of despair again. Afterward the dog was carried to France. After residing there some time he became so familiar with the language that ne understood direc tions given to him though-perhaps because he had grown older and a new language was harder to acquire he never responded quite so readily as to commands in Portuguese and English.-Chicago Inter-Ocean. RICH FEATHER TRIMMING. In the Tolls. The burglar stepped lightly into the room. He moved forward in the dark, with a pistol in one hand and a bottle of chloroform in the other. He was desperate and ready for anything. Suddenly his foot struck some thing, and the next second an inde finable body burled itself upon him. With a mnffed shriek of fear he dropped his weapons and grappled with the monster. He fought and tore; he struck savagely at it in the darkness; but all to no purpose. He was- as a child in the awful grasp of a giant. Only for a moment the unequal battle raged; then he sank upon the floor, conjuered. They found him the next morning cold and stiff; but they were too late. And as the head of the house disen tangled the wires of his wife's hoop kirt from about the unfortunate burglar's neck, he said softly: "Poor fellow! Set it again, Maria"-Lon on Truth. Call No Man F'ooL Never call a novice a fool because his work is not up to your standard of excellence, for probablf9 bad he your experience he might be able to give you points about your work that would cause you to justly con. sider yourself the fool. And bear in mind it is not always the smart, bright fellow who really takes hold of a thing that excels in a pursuit. but that it is almost invariably so of the plodding, uniluttering, thoughtful man. nlopes for -rnem. "They say," said Spriggins, "that it takes three generations to make a entleman." "That," replied Wig ins, "opens up a pleasant prospect or your rnnrsonn "-Exrchane 0 0 0 0 0 DRESS WITH JACKET FC CHARITY THAT COST NOTHINGj Capt "Jack" Cri~oi'e Adventure with a Cotftdence Man. Capt. "Jack" Crawford, the poet of the plains,. tells a story on hi'mself that will bear repeating. The Cap tain, It may be stated for the ini formation of those who never saw him, is a tall, muscular fellow, who wears his coal-black hair down over his shoulders a la Joaquin Miller and Buffalo Bill and presents a strik ing appearance. He is as mild a man as ever drew breath, with a heart as tender as a woman's, but to a person who does not known him he looks as though he might eat a giant raw every day for breakfast. His tout ensemble is that of the hero of a yel low-backed romance. Well the Cap tain was on his way to lunch one day when a seedy specimen accosted him with a request for a quarter to buy a meaL C "Indeed, mister, I haven't had a bite to eat for twenty-four hours," he put in appealingl.y as he saw the long-halred Westerner hesitate. "I am here on expense, and can't right well spare a quarter, but .I am going to get something to eat myself and if you will come along with me I will give you a square meal." The man followed sulkily as th~ey entered a cheap restaurant, where the Captain ordered two big boiled dinners. Being hungry he soon dis patched his own dinner, when he chanced to look over at the mendi Scant and wss surprised to see the latter nibbling his food daintily, not at all like a hungry man. "Look here," said the host, lean. ing over and speaking in a low voice to his guest. "I brought you here because I believed you were starving. You lied to me. Now I want to say to you that if you don't eat every bite of that boiled dinner and polish the platter LIvill give you the cussedest lickin' a white man ever got. Now get to work. The man obey with terror-inspired alacrfty and swallowed his corned beef and cabbage like a starving har vest hand. The waiter, who had overheard the Captiin's threat, told the proprietor of the restaurant, and he shook his fat sides as he watched the gastronomic performance of the frightened tramp. When the meal was dispatched the Captain called for pudding and ice cream for two. The fraud gave a great gasp, and throwing up both hands turned be seechinglyly to the poet with this supplication: "Say, Cunnel, let me off this time, won't you? I just got up from a square meal when I met you. It wasn't something to eat I wanted, but something to drink. Please, Gun yel, have pity on a fellow, won't you?~" - The "Cunnel" told the fellow to go and be Quick about it or he would kick him through every street in town No second invitation was needed. The gorged beggar "skated." When the charitable Captain tried to pay his bill the iolly Teutonic pro pretor refused to let him lauidate for the tramp. "Why not?" asked the astonished gentleman from the far West. "I pays half dollar for a good laugh any dime. You haf gif me a good laugh."-Chicago Evening Post. THE better a woman knows men, the less attractiye she is to them, unless she- is able to conceal her knowledge. iFICHiU PINA FORE AND S T60 Previous to Ls. He wag ony a batefooted urchin with a tin pail, and as he trudged along down Riverside drive he was laboriously whistling "The Man that Broke the Bank at Monte Carlo," but he stopped short to look at a bi cycle rider in a gay suit who went whizzing past. Suddenly a horse and surry went dashingi by and the small boy made a quick juip to get out of he way. The next moment he saw the bicycle rider pick up the driver, a young lady, who had been thrown to the ground, and carry her to one of the near-by benches. The young man looked around as if for help and bailed the barefooted boy. "Let me have your pail, bub, quick," he exclaimed, "I must have some water. The young lady is hurt." But the barfooted "bub" thrust his pail obstinately behind him. "Let me have that pail, I say. Can't you see, you little idiot, that the young lady has been hurt?" and he made a grab for the pail. But the boy dodged. 'le ain't a goin' to take my pail; not much," exclaimed "bub" eyeing him closely. "It's got sometning in it." "Well, empty it, you young block head, you infernal rat. I'll empty it for you," and a~gain he tried tosnatch the pail. "Oh, no, ver don't!" cried the ur. chin as he started 'to run. "Them's crawfilsh."--New York Herald. An Inference. Beggar-Kind gentleman, pray give me a trit!e, so that I can buy a mor sel of bread. Gentleman-Here's a twopence for your bit of bread. Drink my health with it. -Kladdera datsch. Tom-"You went to see your girl lash night, didn't you?" Jerry "Yes." Tom-"It was a bootless er rand, wasn't it?" Jerry-"Not alto gether. Her father had on No. 14s." -Detroit Free,Press. Soim temptations are so small that Deople have no charity for them. BRM ND ON A IHO' guetin r egl Iteprtaio Only Carona. Thegrulepriedtat th lde Enihesoi court mupst wear a black sown and coat, and that the Sherift must wear a cocked hat. and sword. On one occasion a law yer named Pettigrue arose to speak in a case on triaL. "Mr. Pettigrue," said the Judge, "you have on a light coat. You can not speak, sir." "O, your Honor," Pettigrue re plied, "may it please tM"' court, 1 conform to the law." "No, Mr. Pettigrue,'' declared the Judges "you have on a light coat You cannot speak.," "But, your Honor," insisted the lawyer, "you misinterp et. Allow me to interpret: The law says that the barrister must wear a black gown and coat. does it not?" "Yes,"T replied the Judge." "And does your Honor hold that it means that both gown and coat must be black?" "Certainly, Mr. Pettigrue; certainly ~ir,"' answered his Honor."~ "A nd the law further says," con tinued Mr. Pettigrue, "that the Sheriff must wear a cocked hat and sword, does it not?" 'I"Yes, yes, Mr. Pettigrue," the court r.nswered somewhat impati ently. "And do you mean to say yout Honor," queried P'et tigrue,I I' that the swo-d must be cockced as well as the hat?" "Eh?-er-h'm," mused his Honor. "You-er-continue your speech. Mr. Pettigrue.''--.,Louisville Courlep .Tonrnal. -;2 B GIRLS OF 12-14 YEARS-.I PITI[ AND POINT A match game-Courting. Worldly-wise-A geographer. A fire plug-An engine horse. A string band-A mob intent on lynching. The fLnancil outlook-Paying tel ler's window.-Truth. Ignorance of the law excuses no one for associating with lawyers. Poverty can beat a whole college ot surgeons in keeping off the gout. Persons who have advice to offer are seldom stingy.-Washingtol Post Give me a rhyme, She-said, for "eyes;" And he with experene Gave her "lies." --Detroit Free Press. It is as easy to praise as to and fault, butitisn't half so much fun. tam's Horn. Many an old yarn soak could un avel a tale of hidden wealt.LAhi' ago Tribune. A spring poem has been happily de sribed as "a writ of ejectment often erved on the drawee " There is a prejudice against atoc. siny iiat among men who are not oliticians.-Texas Siftings. A woman can keep a secret, but she an't disguise the fact that she is eeping one.-Atchison Globe. "Kiss, and don't tell," we say, but there There's apt to be a slip. A kiss, always and everywhere, Must go from lip to lip. His idea of his own present impor. mene and future greatness would ap pall any but a* newly made graduate. -am's Horn. Many a young fellow who wo'ld ther wise hardly be able to navigate s sailing along very comfortably ixi his heirship.-Puck. "Miss Barber cut me on the avenue Last Sunday." "ILam surprised." "So m I. I always thought her too dull o cut any one. "-udge. The Bride-"Do you ever entyofr elf.when shaving, dear?" The Goom -"No; my razor is never sharp nough forthat."-udge. When a particular man marries a poor housekeeper it takes a good deal of love on both sides to meke their ome a happy one. -Bam's Horn. 'Why is a New England farmera orehead like his wheat-field?" "Don't know, give it up." "Beoause it is urrowed with care."'-Brooklya Ideo She was a very pretty maid And toher "How do you do?"IUsaid; And she replied :"How do I do? Pray, tell me sir, what's that to you?". -Detroit Free Press. The true luxury of an alarm clock ies in its reminder that with a little extra haste you can spare Afteen mintes for another nap.--Washing to Star. When you see a man who is fairly : ell contented with his lot, and has lttle grievance against the world, you a rest assured that he has had some pretty hard knocks in his time a's Horn. "Well," said Mr. Rafferty at the .anquet, "bechune thim oranges an' these olives, me appetite lanes till the oranges. But Oi'11 sthick till me col ors if it kills me."-Washington Star. For drawing lessons Papa More Spent thousands on his daughter, And in a ddwntown candy store She now draws soda-water. -Mew York Krg - A 5r 4T ee- o