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THE DARLINGTON HERALD. > VOL. I. DARLINGTON, S. C., WEDNESDAY, APRIL 8, 1891. NO. 31. CHURCHES. Presbyterian Church.—Rev. J. G. Law, Pastor; Preaching every Babbsth at 1H a. m. and 8 p. m. Sabbath School at 10 a. m , Prayer Meeting every Wednesday afternoon at 5 o’clock. Methodist Church. - Rev. J. A. Rice, Pastor; Preaching every Sand ay at llj a. m. and 8 p. m., Sabbath School at 5 p. m., Prayer Meeting every Thursday at 8 p. m. Baptist Church.—Rev. G. B. Moore, Paster; Preaching every Sunday at 11$ a. m. and 8:30 p. m., Prayer Meeting every Tuesday at 8 p. m. Episcopal Chapel.—Rev. W. A. Guerry, Rector; H. T. Thompson, Lay Reader. Preaching 3rd Sunday at 8:30 p. m,, Lay Reading every Sunday morn ing at 11 o’clock, Sabbath School every Sunday afternoon at S o’clock. Macedonia Baptist Church.—Rev I. P. Hrockington, Pastor; Preaching every Sunday at 11 a. m. and 8:30 p. m. Sabbath School at 3:30 p.m., Prayer Meeting every Tuesday evening at 8:30 •o’clock. COUNTY OFFICERS. Sheriff.—W. P. Cole. Clerk of Court.—W. A. Parrot. Treasurer. -J. E. Bass. Auditor.—W. H. Lawrence. Probate Judge.—T. H. Spain. Coroneh. —R. G. Parnell. School Commissioner.—W. H. Evans. Codntt Commissioners.—C. B.King, W. W. McKinzie, A. A. Gandy. Dvofcsaumal w. F. DARGAN, ATTORNEY AT LAW. Darlington, C. H., 8. C. Office over Blackwell Brothers’ store. E. KEITH DARGAN, ATTORNEY AT LAW, Darlington, S. C. N ETTLES & NETTLES, ATTORNEYS AT LAW, Darlington, C. H., 8. C. Will practice in all State and Federal Courts. Careful attention will be given to all business entrusted to us. jp BISHOP PARROTT, stenographer and t y p e-writer. LEGAL AND OTHER COPYING SOLICITED. Testimony leported in short-hand, and type-written transcript of same fur nished at reasonable rates. Good spelling, correct punctuation and neat work guaranteed. Office with Nettles & Nettles. 0 P DARGAN, ATTORNEY -;.'AT -LAW AND TRIAL JUSTICE, Darlington, 8. C. Practice* in the United States Court and in the 4th and 5th circuits. 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IF NO WERE YES, K*o were Yes, and Yes were No, world would topsy turvy go, A veto then would be assent, Defeat would join hands with Content, And war would mean arbitrament, BNe were Yes, and Yes were No. UK# were Yes, and Yes were No, fie timid would the bolder grow, A blush of shame would bring delight And harsh rebuffs would gain the fight, ill* blackest night would then be light, (file were Yes, and Yes were No l$few*re Yes, and Yes were No, the poor would harvest weal from wo?, Itar Plenty, with a sullen face, WWld seek them out in every place, And ugliness would then be grace, l Yee, and Yes were No. Jftta *** Yes, and Yes were No. wMtatk were strong, the high were low, disappointment would be blis?, Witt won would lose, who hit would Afro"’ SUfeime & would thus presage a kiss, Yes, and Yes wore No. I Yes, and Yes were No, Would be my dearest foe. Thj coquetries, which now I fear, Would bring thy day of conquest near, Dorthrough thy wiles I’d win thee,dear, Yes, and Yes were No. —New York Times. MRS. BAYNE’S MONEY “There’s very, very little worth living for," said Margaret Lee, lojkiug discon- lolately down the street, as she set out from her mother’s house for her daily work. “That hot, humdrum store; those people, always the same—looking out for themselves, never caring how much trouble they give or how torturing they ire with their whims! I always ex pected to earn my own living, but 1 didn’t expect to earn it this way. I’m tired of it; I’m tired of everything!” “You were pretty nearly late this morning,” said Janet Handell, the girl who stood at the section in the great store next to Margaret's. Janet and Margaret were fast friends, and were talking to gether in a moment’s lull. “Yes, it was so delightful outside, and so close and stuffy inhere!" said Margaret, with a half groan. “I saw Mr. Ives look rather sharply at you as you took your place.” “Oh, I dare say,” said Margaret. “Let him look?" “But you might loose your situation. You wouldn’t like that.” “Well,I don’t know that I should care much. It’s one form of slavery here. The worst that could happen would be an exchange for another.” “There comes your terror,” said Janet, gliding back to her own place. The “terror” was a lady who hail of late much frequented her counter, look ing over her laces, giving a good deal of trouble, and seldom making a purchase. The saleswomen were allowed a small percentage upon sales—a fact which rendered such customers a severe trial to their patience. “I wish to match these pieces," said the lady, showing some samples. Box after box was ransasked, and after an hour's search, two of the samples were matched. “lam quite sure wo haven't anything nearer than this,” said Margaret, refer ring to the third. “See; it is so nearly like it that the difference could scarcely be seen.” “We have not looked in those bixes,” said the lady, glancing toward a row on a high shelf. “Those are of an entirely different style, madam.” But the lady insisted, and Margaret opened the boxes, one by one, for hei leisurely inspection. Impatient customers, tired of waiting, went away. From time to time Marga ret caught sympathizing glances from Janet, but these were not all. She knew she was being keenly observed by Helen Winter, a girl who stood near her on the other side. Helen had a cousin foi whom she wished to obtain a situation in the store, and Margaret knew well that information of any failure in patience on her part would promptly find its way to her employers. Margaret showed uo signs of annoy ance. “It seems to me you keep a very poor assortment,” said the lady, at last, turn ing away. Next came a party of customers, who, it might be hoped, would Le less hard to please—a bevy of laughing high school girls, who, satchels in hand, had come in to take a peep at finery for the ap preaching graduation exercises. They looked at laces, ruching and fans, with long discussion over every article, ending in most cases with a de cision to refer the matter to mother oi sister. They wore not very profitable customeis, hut it was pleasant to serve them. As the sound of their merry voicce dieel away, a feeling of longing for the good things which were a part of their heppy, prosperous lives took possession of Margaret. She had lookoel forward to $heso things once, before the cruel fortune came which had bound her to this tiresome counter. Again the burden pressed heavily on her heart. As one of the relays of clerks was in the lunch room, Mr. Ives, the superin tendent, entered. ^ “He has his speech making Uce on," whispered Janet to Margaret. “And he’s turning his attention to ward us," said Margaret. “Young ladies,” said Mr. Ives, pre sently, “I am sorry to be obliged to in form you that a customer has lost some money In tne store. Mrs. Rayne visited several of the counter* this morn ing-” “Oh yes. she did!” came in an under toned groan from one or two victims. “And has reported at the office the loss of a hundred dollar bill.” There was a small sensation, while many eyes turned upon Margaret. “Those of you with whom Mrs. Rayne lealt will please make very careful search for the money among your goods.” “Too badi” exclaimed Janet, as the mau left the room. “That bothering woman kept yon fooling over her trashy hits all the morning, Margaret, and now you’ll have to spent the best part of the ifternoon looking for her bill. And after ill, she has probably lost it somewhere else, or not lost it at all.” “Yes,” said Margaret, “I shall have to go to the bottom of every box, and shake out every piece in the stock, foi she wouldn’t be satisfied until I had shown her the verv last inch this morn ing. But I do hope some of us will find it.” Margaret used every chance moment of leisure to search for the missing bill. A heavy shower brought a check upon the rush into the great store, and with patient hands and keen eyes she turned over her laces. At cloeiog-time the girls gathered in little knots, discussing with anxious looks, the affair of the lost note Mar garet said little, but listened to the others with a face which showed that the graver concern had for the time shut out all minor worries. “It’s a shame, I declare,” said Janet, taking Margaret's hand in her own, “for these rich people to come and make trou ble for us poor girls about their money 1” “When they’ve so much of it that they don’t know how to take care of itt" chimed in another. “If I were so careless as to lose it, I should want to keep still about it.” Mr. Ives came about with a sober, In quiring look as the tired girls busied themselves in putting things in order after the day’s work. Margaret began to pack the choicest of her laces, to be stored in the viult in which the most valuable articles were put away at night, her eyes still keeping up their search, although she had given up all hope of finding the bill. The safe was at the hack part of the store, and she made several journeys to it before the things under her ore were all put away. “What’s that?” Just as she was stepping out, after dc positing her last armful, something on the floor caught her eye, so vaguely in the gathering shadoftv that she was not sure that it was more than a passing fancy. Yet how could she be mistaken in that dim flash of dingy green? With a heart beating in sudden hope, she quickly ran back into the vault, aud with a little cry of joy snatched up some thing, and again turned toward the mas sive door. Creak—bang! Just as she reached it, it closed in her face. Without dreaming what this might mean, she pushed on the door with her hand, calling out: “J am here! Open, please!” But another creaking sound had min gled itself with her words. Mr. Ives, who had seen her come out, had then turned his head to speak to some one else, failed to see her rush In again, and had turned the knob which set the combination. Janet Randall sprang quickly toward him. “Margaret Lee is in the vault!” she said, excitedly. “No; I saw Miss Leo come out before I closed it.” “She ran back. Hear her! Open it at once, please!” “But I cannot. The combination is set, and I do not know it,” he said, gaz ing at Janet in growing uneasiness. “Where is Mrs. Adams?” cried Jauct to the girls who were gathering near. “She hasn’t gone home, has she? Bring her—quick 1 Margaret is shut up in the safe!” A chorus of dismay rose, while a num ber of the girls hurried to seek Mrs. Adams, who was the only employe who knew the combination. “Margaret!” cried Janet, going close to the door. “Yes, Janet, here I am!" “O Margaret, you’re not frightened, are you!" “No," Margaret replied; “but why don’t they open the door?” “They will, in a minute. You see, the combination’s sprung, and they're bringing Mrs. Adams to ouen it.” “I hope she’ll hurry.” “She’s coming now. We’ll have yon out at once. Mrs. Adams, intercepted just as she was going out, was broaght back in hot haste. She uttered a little scream when she was told what was the matter. “Why, I can’t remember the combina tion! Where's Mr. Barrow? Where’s Mr. Price?” Quietly and firmly equal to the every day demands upon her, Mrs. Adams failed completely in the moment of Ibis emergency. Willi another cry of dis tress, she sank down in a hysterical con dition. “Why, the girl will smother—she will die in there!” she exclaimed. “Where is Mr. Price?” Janet asked, in desperation. “Mr. Price has gone to a lawn festi val over in Elm Park,” said Mr. Ives. “Telephone to him, and tell him it is life or death whether he gets heie im mediately.” “Margaret!” again called Janet. “Yes?” “Have patience a little longer, deer. There is a delay in opening, but every thing is being done to get you put. Courage, Margaret I Speak to me!” •‘Janet,” Margaret called, “tell Mr. Ives—” “Yes, here I am." “I—I—I’ve found—” The voice sceme d to die away. “Go on, Margaret,” screamed Janet. But no answer came, save an occasional gasping murmur, and Janet crouched upon the floor in speechless agony. There seemed no hope. Mrs. Adams was more hysterical than ever, aud could recall nothing of the combination. The telephone rang, but Mr. Price could not be reached. After the closing of the door, Marga ret had turned and glanced about her, half-expectiug to see some rays of light. But the absolute blackness frightened and oppressed her. “How dark!” she said. "I never really knew before what real darkness is.” She heard Janet’s call faintly through the thick door, and after exchanging the first few words with her, waited with such patience as she could summon. The confusion of excited voices out side very soon conveyed to her a thought that her danger of suffocation might be greater than she had in the first few moments imagined. A slow terror crept to her heart, as the sounds seemed to take on increased agitation, and one or two screams reached her strained cars. Her heart-heats came slower, and her breath already seemed difficult to draw. Janet called again, and each one of her reassuring words seemed to tell anew of the fate which might be closing about her. She guessed too well what the delay must mean. She knew that Mr. Barrow, the senior partner, was out of town; that his junior lived in the suburbs, and could not be reached before—what? With strong shudderings she strove to draw a free breath, hut already the suf focating air seemed to refuse any relief to her gasping lungs. In a ) aroxysm of despair she flung herself upon the floor. Life! life! life! How precious and beautiful a thing it was! How sweet had been the light of the sun and the freshness of the air! The modest home with which she had been discontented, the routine of work which had wearied her—how their details seemed to stand out in vivid hrightncis! How delight ful would he the hum of the busy store, how kindly the most unsympathizing face in it would seem to smile upon herl And her mother! With a cry of an guish, Margaret sprang up, and tried in vaiu to call out. She scarcely heard the sounds without, though she had a dim sense that Janet was call ing her. However, with the thought of home came a determination not to give up while there might be hope. She re membered having heard that bad air sinks to the floor, and again forced her self upon her feet. Bat her limbs tottered,and with trem bling hands she felt for a small step-lad der which she knew was in the vault. She brought it close to the door, and so leaned upon it that if her senses failed it would keep her from falling. In doing this,she noticed that she still held in her baud the bill which she had found. She crumpled the bit of paper in fierce anger. Had she, indeed, given her life for it? Then a fearful thought came; when those without should at last reach her, might there not be some who would be lieve she had concealed the money with the intention of keeping it! The dreadful suggestion spurred her to one last effort. If she could tell them how she had found it, no one could think that she had stolen it— But an iron hand seemed closing upon her throat as she again strove to speak. Her voice sounded to herself hollow and indistinct, as with her last conscious breath, she tried to send it through the iron door. Two minutes later Mr. Barrow, who was supposed to be at his summer cot tage among the mountains, entered the store, and looked in surprise upon the scene of confusion. “The combination. Open the vault, quick!” Mr. Ives had gone to find experts to force open the vault, but through the clamor of joy and fear the girls soon contrived to let Mr. Barrow know what was wanted. lie knew the combination, and at * few turns of his band the heavy door swung open, and Margaret fell forward into the arms wailing to receive her. In les-i than half an hour she opened her eyes to gaze into the kindly ones which smiled and cried over her, “I received i telegram calling me baqk on important business,” Mr. Bar- row explained. “I did not guess how important it might prove to be. ” “It must have been sent straight from Providence,” whispered Janet, r Margaret was taken home in a car riage by Janet and Helen Winter. As the carriage was about to drive away, Janet held out to Mr. Ives the hundred- dollar bill, which she had taken frotn Margaret’s hand; ' > ” ! * % “No," he said; “let her return It to ita owncri” : . ■ ' Mrs. Ray he came to see her, and cried'ami laughed as MargareUtold how the bill was found. “You poor dear child! To think what a result my carelessness might have had I It caught on some of your laces, and then dropped into the vault. Now I shall positively never take it back. I’m sure you earned it, going into that dreadful place foi it." Margaret’s face whitened at the thought of accepting the money. “I shall feel that you have not for given me if you refuse to keep it,” said Mrs. Rayne. “Put it in the bank for a nest-egg. I think you will have more to add to it, for I have told Mr. Barrow that, of all the saleswomen I have ever met, you are the most patient, Atten tive and ladylike. I fancy he knows when he has an employe worth paying well.” “I think I found something more than the money,” said Margaret.—Toutli't Companion. A Year’s Books. Facts and figures are sometimes dry aud uninteresting; but those which give the statistics of the publications for the past year in this country and in England are of uncommon significance. It appears that there were 4559 books published in and imported in the United States in 1890, as against 4014 in 1889, 4631 in 1888, 4437 in 1887 nnd 4676 in 1886. Of these 4559 books 3180 were new works manufactured in this country, the rest being new editions and importations. Tho greatest activity was shown, as usual, ia fiction, of which there were no fewer than 935 new books published— three for every week day in the year. There were also 105 new editions of novels printed, and 78 were imported; making a total of 1118 works of fiction in all. In 1889 the total number pub lished was 942, and in 1888, 874. In England, on the other hand, the flood of fiction is growing less In volume. Last year there were only 881 new novels pub lished, against 1040 in 1889 and 929 in 1888. The last three years have seen a steady falling off in the total number of hooks published in England. Last year there were 5735, including new books and new editions; in 1889, 6067; nnd in 1888, 6591. A year ago the London Academy accounted for this decrease on the theory that the newspapers, reviews and magazines were supplying the wants of the public and were taking the place of books. The English figures for 1890 go to conform this view; but the extra ordinary productivity of American au thors has turned the tide upward in this country. The figures for 1890 are not much below the maximum for 1886, when the extraordinary number of 4676 books was published. In this country famous writers, espe cially novelists, are turning more and more to the newspapers for a first mar ket for their works, nnd the influence upon the book trade of the ucwspapci and of the half dozen great magazines is a matter that may become of as great im portance in this country as it now seems to be in England.—New Yuri Preu. ESKIMO PASTIMES. GAMBLING GAMES WHERE THE LOSSES ARE SMALL. Canvaiback and Redhead Dioke. The disappearance of the canvasback duck is due to two causes. It breeds in Hudson Bay and tho far northern lakes of British territory. The millions of eggs that are laid along these bodies of water are no longer respected. They are collected for commercial purposes, and the annual destruction is as great as it is disgraceful. When the canvasback leaves its North ern home it follows the edge of winter down the coast until it reaches the celery-covered flats of the upper Chesa peake Bay. The arrivals have grown less and less. At one time tho birds were killed by the hundreds with mounted guns. Not many years age 7000 ducks were killed on the opening day of the shooting season. Until a few years ago from 2000 to 5000 were shot. Last fall everybody looked forward to s big season. The previous winter had been an open one, and the celery beds were in excellent condition. For the first several days the shooting was fine, but the game was principally in redheads and cheaper vaneties; there were few canvasbacks. As tho season progressed this scarcity increased. The redhead duck has taken the cauvaaback’s place, and as it resembles it in taste and flavor most persons do nol appreciate the difference; but the canvas back is still unequaled and its disappear ance is a misfortune to lovers of good eating. It has permanently gone abovi the reach of all except the rich. Th< two ducks are very much alike except in the color of the head and the bill, the redhead of course being less ia price. — Ntvt York Timet. Cbeerfal People . In Spite of Dreary Surnmndlngs — Wrestling—They Play Ball—Facial Contortion' ttts-MnMo and Danpingi The Eskimo has two Ambitions—to provide for the necessities of life and to have a good time. The horizon of these ambitions is rarely more than twenty- four hours away. Although by no means thrifty, he does, of course, provide for the necessities first. The seal is to the Eskimo what the buffalo was to the Comanche. Having killed his seal he is and always has been by nature there with content. Arriving home from the hunt, he gives the game into the charge of his wife, strips off the iced-up clothiug in which he has been dressed, gets into the dry garments that await him, and sits down to dinner. Moreover, if ho has been unusually successful, ho will invar iably invite his friends to come in and eat with him. In times of plenty, but especially in times of want, the Eskimo who has killed his seal expects his friends to join him at dinner. Here they sit down on the floor, on benches, and on the piatiorm that serves as a bed, nnd, passing the soup and the meat, cat with appetites horn of perfect digestion. This done the hostess clears away the debris, a large piece of frozen meat (if it be win ter) is placed with a knife where it will be easily reached by them all, and then the tobacco pouches and pipes or snuff horns arc produced. The Eskimos, like other native Amer icans, are gamblers by nature; but, un like the red Indian, they never impover ish themselves by their games. Cards they either do not care for or else they have been frightened out of the use of them by the missionaries, but dominoes, checkers and even chess, are played with a skill that at least equals the best of the white men who visit them. These games, of course, have been learned of the whites. As a matter of fact they are not so popular as the old-fashioned games originated among themselves. One of the most interesting of the na tive games may be called a cross between jackstones and dice. It is particularly interesting to the ethnologist, because the implements of the game show the ar tistic irstinct .and skill of their maker. Taking pieces of the tusks of the walrus the artisan carves them into the shape of such objects in nature as he is most fa miliar with. Seals, ducks, gulls, foxes and men and women are imitated, the figures being from an inch to an inch and a quarter long. Each figure is made so that it will stand upright on a firm base wheu properly placed on a level surface. The game consists in taking a score or less of these figures in the hands and tossing them in the air. Those alighting and remaining upright are retained by the one who tosses them and the one who gets the greatest number of the whole set wins. Although it is a game of chance some Eskimos arc more successful than others, and it is said that instances where the whole set bus been captured at a single throw are known. To the unaccustomed spectator the interest and excitement of the gam blers are more diverting than the game it self,although it is by no means a had game. There is nothing stolid about the Eski mo gambler. He grows more find more excited as the game proceeds, and finally howls with delight when he wins, whil* the rest howl in sympathy with his howl ing. The losses can never amount to a mat ter of consequence, because only one man can lose anything and but one win in the whole evening’s gambling. The first winner, curiously enough, must put up a stake—usually a weapon or a household implement. This goes to the next win ner, who in turn must give it or an equivalent to the third, aud he to the fourth, and so on until the end of the play, when the last winner keeps it. Even supposing one man to win every i night for a month, he could not, under I the Eskimo system of society, impoverish his neighbors, for, except his kayak, sled, clothing, and one good outfit of weapons, the Eskimo does not own any thing absolutely. He may win all the harpoons in the settlement, bat he would not think of depriving any one of the use of such a weapon. Tho Eskimo who has no harpoon borrows of him who has an extra one. If the lender had more than two there would be no probability of tho borrowed weapon being returned. There is nothing surprising about this, however, for no man can use three har poons, and a. second is ample for a re serve in case of the loss of one. As map makers the Eskimos are un questionably superior to the white sailors with whom they come in contact, and they are very fond of such work as a pastime. They can delineate any coast with which they arc familiar so faithfully that according to tho whalers a ship can be navigated safely by their charts. Next to gambling, tho Eskimo men like to wrcstl;. The usual way of doing this is a test rather of strength than skill. The wrestlers sit down on the floor or in sny convenient place side by side, and facing in opposite directions, say with their risht elbqwsjouchiiur. Then thev iock arms, ana each strives to strafg'Bten out the other's arm. As the match it usually made bare-armed, they not in frequently peel up the skin in the strug gle. In the old days, wheu a stranger arrived at a settlement, he wm invited to wreitle in soma way with « villager, and the winner was allowed to khl the loser, if he chose to do so. If less exciting, story telling 1* really ahhost as common for an evening’a di version as gambling. The Eskimo tra- d'Uors .are told over and over again. EVcry onh-kno-.vs them word for word, .•uni should tne relater omit or add a ♦ ir-He syllable he would be corrected in- “tunily by some one of tie audience. There is nothing like these recitals In America, except in the work, so called, of certain secret societies, where pre cisely the some care in repetition is exer cised. The relater of the story sits at, one side of the room, and covering his head, turns his face toward the wall away from the audience before he be gins. There is no applause during the recital nor when he is finished. The native songs can scarce be called musical, though the Eskimo voice is naturally sweet and fine. Tho native tunes arc monotonous chants, but the Eskimos readily learn the tunes of the whites. In Arsuk village were two good violins, three or four concertinas, and some French harmonicas, most of them out of order, but tho skill of the owners of those that were in order was equal tc that of the best musician to be found at rural dances in Yankee land. The Eski mos, old and young, dance with a zest and abandon that is inspiring to the spectator. Men and boys play ball, and the two games most popular if combined would not vary greatly from Yankee football. The ball is made of stout seal leather, filled sometimes with sand and clay and sometimes with moss. It is sewed up with seal sinews, and is sometimes orna mented with tints or tassels nnd a zone made of strings of seal leather wilh the hair on. The players divide into two parties always—choose up, as Yankee boys would say. Then in one game one side tosses the ball about while the other tries to capture it; in the other, one side- tries to kick the ball over a wide space to a goal, while the other rises to capture and hit the goal with it instead. Some times they bat it ia tho latter game in stead of kicking it. Over on the west side of Baffin’s Bay the Eskimos have in winter a house in every village set aside for feasts and dances. It is dome-shaped and about twenty feet in diameter by fifteen high. Here the entire populace gathers. The murried women stand in a row next to the wall, the unmarried women stand next to them, while the men form a third ring inside of the rest. The children, or all who arc under twelve years, form two groups near the entrance. Then the feast begins, and boiled meat and soup, with raw seal liver, are passed around as long as any one can cat. This done, a man strips to the waist, takes a drum made something like a tennis bat covered with raw seaianin, and stepping into the centre of the ring, begins to sing nnd dance aud heat the drum. The words of the song are improvised by the singer, and are usually satirical. He praises first one then another of the company for good qualities that are noticeably lack ing, to the great delight of all the rest, though they know that they will he scored if they have not already been. The dancing is simply a stamping of the feet and a swaying of the body—the mo tion is ridiculous to any one not an Eskimo. The women join in the chorus, but the men listen in silence. The Eskimo women have two very curious ways of diverting themselves. One is by throwing various sorts of loops with a string, after tho manner ol the cat’s cradle of Yankee children. The other is by making faces. When the men are away hunting seals the women not infrequently gather in one hut, where nil but one work at sewing, while the one sits in the middle of the floor and screws her face into every sort of grotesque shape possible. The women are also ex perts in skipping the rope, after the fashion of Yankee school girls; but they have a way of swinging the rope so that two standing side by side alternately jump it—a feat that would test the skill of tho Yankee rope swingers.—New Yorl Sun. The Paper in the World. According t,» the Paper World, the total number of existing paper mills is put at 3985, with an annual production of 1,055,000 tons of paper, made from all kinds of material. No less than 90,- 000 men, and twiec that number of women and children, are employed in this industry, while the capital invested is over $300,000,000. The annual con sumption of the paper made is thus divided: MISSING CARS. TRACING LOST ROLLING-STOCK ON OUR RAILROADS. l\>!4 (I*. Newspapers, daily 408,000,000 Newspapers, weekly ami monthly 080,000,000 Books 150,000,000 Total, printed matter 1,038,000,000 For school it , 180,01X1,000 For public offices 1<K),000,000 For correspondence oao.ooo.ooo For mercantile records 120,000,000 For wrapping paper 450,000,000 For paplsr-maclie, etc. 300,000,000 Total 8,858,000,000 Missing Railroad CAacbe* Found Side-Tracked in the Backwoods, With Families Living In Them —A Record Bureau. All of the great railroad Unet have en tered into a mutual agreement by which every company it responsible for all the cars, shipped over ite tracks. If the Pennsylvania sends iron over the Jersey Central, the latter road becomes respon sible for car and freight as soon as it re ceives them, and unless both are deliv ered the Jersey Central makes good the loss. The cars are either replaced or paid for at the cost price, less a sup posed depreciation of six per cent, in value for every year that the ear has been in use. With old cars the latter method generally is adopted,as it is often cheap er than repairing. All railroads try to use their own cai* as much as possible, and it might be added that they also endeavor to use the cars of other roads as much as possible also. A charge of three-fourths of a cent is made for every mile covered by a freight car traveling over a road that, does not belong to the owner of the car. These mileage charges amount to large sums in the cours<' of a year. The bills of the New York Central for this one item are from •?75,00t) to $125,000 a month. Practically, this method works like a great dealing house, as the ac count against the New York Centra! is more than balanced by its own charges for cars used by other lines. Other rail roads in lact pay the New York Central for the use of its cars tbout $40,000 a month more than the Central pays them. “Our cars are seldom lost,” said an officer of the New York Central Road yesterday, “since the present system of tracing cars went into operation, about four years ago. In the old days we sometimes thought we had lost passenger coaches. We even lost sight for several months of the car in which President Lincoln’s remains were taken to Spring- field for burial. We traced the car as far as Syracuse and there lost it. Some body thought ho remembered that it hail been run onto a side track to a gravel bed, but he did nqt remember having seen it afterward. Several months later an Elmira newspaper said that the fa mous car in which President Lincoln’s body was taken to Illinois was running between that, city and Corning.” A well known railroad man told an other story of a lost car. No tiace could he found of it beyond a junction in the iron regions of Pennsylvania. Finally this officer became so interested that he determined to investigate the case per sonally. He went to the (own where the ear had been seen last aud followed a disused and grass grown (rack some dis tauce in the country. After a prolonged search, he discovered the car with a stove pipe projecting from the roof and other signs of habitation. He found a family in possession, hut evicted them without attempting to collect back rents, and says that ho believes the coach to he still in use on a country road to which it was sold several years after its discovery in the wilds of Pennsylvania. The Pennsylvania road lost an entire train in the Johnstown flood. It was a minor incident m the great disaster, but it cost the officers of the road consider- crahlc trouble until they could determine from their records just what cars had disappeared. The Philadelphia and Read ing recently had a similar experience through the sweeping away of a bridge at Wilkcsbarre. Among the ears lost was one belonging to the New York Central, which, with its contents, had to be paid for. Every groat railroad, like the New York Central, the Pennsylvania, the Baltimore &, Ohio and the Delaware, Lackawanna A, Western, maintains a record bureau, which keeps so strict a watch upon its freight cars that the pre cise location of any given ear may ho known at any given time. Tho cars be longing to the railroad itself are entered in a large hook, ruled so that a daily record ot the movements of from twenty- five to fifty cars maybe kept for a month on a single page. What arc called for eign cars, that is, cars belonging to other companies, arc recorded in another book, ruled in such a manner that the numbers nnd initials of the ears may be recorded. As the conductors’ reports are received they arc checked oil on the record hooks of the home office until every ear has been acounted for. A second set of re ports is also received from stations at junctions with other roads, showing the transfers of empty nnd loaded cars with the line, number and initials of each. If the cars are loaded, the contents, tho name of the shipper, and the consignee, are also matters of record. All station agents submit to the car accountant at the main office a record of the cars loaded and unloaded at their stations, from mid night to midnight. In fact, the car ac countant practically lias a daily report of the location and condition of every freight car in the service of the road. Of course, the passenger system is tho sub ject of even more careful record.—Not York World. mi A “temple ofTBe arts" at Washington is to occupy 150 acres and cost $5,000,- 000. r THIS PAGE CONTAINS FLAWS AND OTHER Taccerrs WHICH MAY APPEAR ON THE FILM.