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T ——— , ) THE DARLINGTON HERALD. VOL. I DARLINGTON, S. C., WEDNESDAY, JULY 1, 1891. NO. 43. CHUBCHES. Presbyterian Church.—Rer. J. G. Law, Pastor; Preaching every Sabbath at Hi a. m. and 8 p. m. Sabbath School at 10 a. m., Prayer Meeting every Wednesday afterno on at 5 o’clock. Methodist Church. - Rev. J. A. Riee, Pastor; Preaching every Snnday at Hi a. m. and 8 p. m., Sabbath School at S p. mPrayer Meeting every Thursday at 8 p. m. Baptist Church.—Rev. G. B. Moore. Paster; Preaching every Sunday at Hi 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 8:80 p. m., Lay Reading every Sunday morn ing at H o’clock, Sabbath Schoel every Sunday afternoon at 5 o’clock. Macedonia Baptist Church.—Re v I. P. Breckmgten, Pastor; Preaching every Sunday at 11 a. m. and 8:30 p. m. Sabbath School at 8:80 p.m., Prayer Meeting every Tuesday evening at 8:80 o’clock. COUNTY OFFICERS. Sherifp. —W. P. Cole. Clerk of Court.—W. A. Parro.t Treasurer.—J. E. Bass. Auditor.—W. H. Lawrence. Probate Judge.—T. H. Spain. Coroner.—R. G. Parnell. School Commissioner.—W. H. Evans. County Commissioners.—C. B.King, W. W. McKinzie, A. A. Gandy. Professional <ttari)s. W F. DARGAN, ATTORNEY AT LAW. Darlington, C. H., S. 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 ito all business entrusted to us. P. BISHOP PARROTT, STENOGRAPHER and t y p e-writer. LEGAL AND OTHER COPYING SOLICITEB. 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. c P DARGAN, ATTORNEY AT LAW AND TRIAL JUSTICE, Darlington, S. C. Practices in the United States Court and in the 4th and 5th circuits. Prompt attention to all business entrusted to me. Office, Ward's Lane, next to the Dar lington Herald office. DARLINGTON MARBLE WORKS. DARLINGTON MARBLE WORKS. DARLINGTON MARBLE WORKS. -ALL KINDS OF— MARBLE MONUMENTS, MARBLE MONUMENTS, Tablets and Grave Stones furnished a Short Notice, and as Cheap as can be Purchased Else where. |y Designs and Prices Furnished on Application. fW All Work Delivered Free’on Line of C. &D.R. R. DARLINGTON MARBLE WORKS, DARLINGTON MARBLE WORKS, DARLINGTON, S. C. FIRE ! FIRE! I Represent Twelve of the most Reliable Fire Insuiance Compa nies in the World—Among them, the Liverpool and Lon don and Globe, of England, the Largest Fire Campany in the World; and the AStna, of Hart ford, the Largest of all Ameri can Fire Companies. Bf" Prompt Attention to Basiness and Satisfaction Guaranteed. F. E. NORMENT DARLINGTON, S. O. Office between Edwards, Norment A Qo., and Joj A Banders’. MY BACK YARD. left off school at ten year old, But have my share or knowledge, And I am educateder Than any chap from college; Ideas have been tanned into me, Jest biled and stewed in hard. Jest baked in by the sun thet shines In my back-yard, An’ I believe it’s Bible truth If man wants to be wise, He’s got to live out in the air Beneath the open skies. The tulip in the sunlight breaks The earth's skull, old and hard, An’ tbesun sprouts thoughts In my ol’ skull In my back-yard Take your brains out in the sunsbine, " If you want your thoughts to sprout Strong-stocked, purple-colored fancies, Flowers er faith, not weeds erdoubt; Give yer bare brain to the sunlight, Let its lances stab ye hard, An yer'll flu’ some thoughts worth thinking In my back-yard. There's thoughts thet's salted down in books, Like salt pork in a berrul, An’ boys in school will eat the stuff If rammed in by a ferrule; But new untainted meat er thought Thet don’t digest so hard, Is foun’ out in the open air In my back-yard. The power thet makes the parsnips grow An’ sprouts the early grain. Will start the tendrils er the soul. An’ fertilize the brain; So 1 wash in a sun-bath, an* I let her soak in hard, An' strong, red flowers er thought are grown In my back yard. The brightest thoughts a fellow thinks Are those he thinks himself, They ain’t in any book thet’s foun’ On any libr’y shelf; No college president could think If bethought long an’ hard, Thoughts like the sun soaks into me In my back-yard. —S. IF, Foss, in Yankee Blade. THE F0NTEN0Y FLATS. BY HELEN FORREST GRAVES. “Well,” said Mrs. Dedfold, “we’ve got to move. That’s very plain.” “Yes,” said Miriam, “we’ve got to move. Nobody could stand that silk lactory that’s being built opposite, with its whizzing machinery and the livery stable in the rear.” “The next <]ucstion,” said Rosamond, “is where we are to go.” A dead silence followed this proclama tion. The Dedfold family eyed each other, and nobody spoke until Mr. Ded fold, a bald-headed man, with weak eyes and a fringe of sandy whiskers on each side of his face, broke the portentous silence. “For my part," said he, “I should like a little place in the country, where we could grow strawberries and toma toes and see the green grass. “Pa!” remonstrated Rosamond, who was a tine, tall young woman, with a good deal of color and sparkling black eyes. “Quite out of the question!” said Mrs. Dedfold, tossing her aquiline nose. “I don’t see that,” reasoned Mr. Ded fold. “Doctor Fortnum has offered me the refusal of that pretty Gothic cottage of his—not more than half an hour out on the New Jersey road—with foui acres of ground—” “Doctor Fortnum, indeed!" said Mrs. I Dedfold. “I wish he’d mind his own business. Because he chooses to burrow in the country himself, is that any rea son he should compel other people to do so?” “There’s quite a pleasant little socie ty there,” suggested Phebe, the young est of all the Dedfolds, who had an ap ple-blossom face, with inquiring blue eyes and the palest shade of yellow hair. “Society!” echoed Mrs. Dedford— “out on the New Jersey road! Frogs and mud-turtles and owls—that’s th< sort of society, I imagine.” “I haven’t seen anything that I liked better than that flat on Fonteno; street," said Miriam. “Too high,” said Mr. Dedford. “Only eighteen hundred dollars a year,” pleaded his wife. And such a lo cality!” “It’s over a confectioner's sbopl" “That's no objection,” inflated Mr». Dedford. “The finest flats in the city —and all the first-class hotels, you know —are over stores. And D’Artagnan’s is an exceedingly select place. The Staf fords and Ballingers live in the Fonte- noy Flats, too!” Mr. Dedford groaned. “I never did fancy living in a flat,” said he. “Packed in with everybody else, like sardines in a box!” “I think it would be perfectly de lightful,” said Miriam, ecstatically. “It would certainly minimize the trouble of housekeeping,’’observed Lei mother. “And it would bo so stylish,” added Rosamond, clapping her plump, white hands. “And you know, Paul,” added Mrs. Dedford, “you always leave these do mestic affairs to me.” The head of the house rose, with a shrug of his shoulders. “Well, have it your own way,” said he. “Where are my gloves? Phebe, did I leave my cane down stairs? Why, child, what are you crying for?” “I don’t know," faltered the yellow- haired lassie, her head drooping for an instant on her father’s shoulder, as they stood together in the dimly-lighted hall. “I think it’s because we’ve got to move. And I do so hate the idea of aflat.” “So do I," chuckled Mr. Dedfold. “But cheer up, Phebe-bird! We can’t always have our own way, and mothe and the girls arc determined, it seems.” While Phebe and her father were ex changing confidences down stairs, Mrs. Dedfold and her two elder daughters, in the room above, had resolved themselves into a committee of the whole on the question of ways and means. “Wc must have new carpets through out,” said the sage matron. “And 1 don’t see how we can net along without an Eastlake parlor suit and a piano lamp.” “What will papa say?” breathed Mir iam. “Well, I don’t care!” flashed out Ros amond. “Now that we've really got into good society—” “0», in short,” saucily interrupted Miriam, “now that you are going to be the Countess Scagliosa—” “Don’t, Mirry!” cried Rosamond, blushing and laughing. “What nonsense you are talking!” “Well, I don’t care; he is very hand some,” declared Miriam. “And that diamond stud he wears is a regular headlight. How jealous Fanny Duplex will be, and the Nottingham girls! And oh. Rosamond, how nice the saloon par lor in the Fontenoy Flats will be for the wedding breakfast! Mamma, where are you going?” “Why, if we really arc going to de cide on those apartments over D'Artag- nan's,” said Mrs. Dedfold, “we must engage them at once. Such a bargain as that don’t go begging long.” Rosamond sat looking out of the win dow vith sparkling eyes, and lips half parted in an involuntary smile, while Miriam ran after her mother, pleading to he allowed to go, too. “Isn't it nice about Rosy and the count, mamma?” said she, breathlessly. “Won't it be splendid to talk about ‘my sister the countess?’ Do you suppose she’ll have a chateau on the Lake of Como and a palazzoin Rome? Of course, she’ll have Phebe and me to stay \ritb her very often.” “Mrs. Dedfold smiled a complacent smile. The idea of a titled son-in-law was ineffably dear to her heart. “Do you suppose—he really is—a count, mamma?” There stood yellow-haired Phebe, close at their elbow. “Really a count!” sharply echoed Mrs. Dedfold, “Why, of course, he is. I did not suppose, Phebe, that a daughter of mine could stoop to the degrading vice of jealousy.” Phebe colored scarlet. “Mamma,” said she, ‘lam not jealous, but—” Mrs. Dedtold broke abruptly in with short anrt sudden directions as to the marketing and dinner, and presently Phebe was lelt alone. “Mamma,” said Miriam, “can’t you see it all? Phebe is simply infatuated by those Fortnums. She and papa have neither of them any pride. What will Count Scagliosa think of a country doctor for a brother-in-law?” “It mustn’t be allowed to go on!” said Mrs. Dedfold, authoritatively. “Now is just the turning point of all of your lives. If we can keep up a certain ap pearance and style for the next two or three years—and if papa will only take my advise—we can easily secure as bril liant matches for Phebe and you as Rosa mond has already obtained." And with her heart swelling with pride, Mrs. Dedfold sailed into the Fon- tanoy Flats and asked to see “the vacant apartment.” The regular janitor, a genteel creature in black, with English side whiskers and a white tic, was out; but his deputy, a good natured little Irishman, came promptly forward. “Is it the fourth floor, ma'am, or the one over D’Artagnan's?” asked he. “I’ll look at both of them,” said Mrs. Dedfold, with the dignity of a future householder. “Well, ma’am,” said the janitor, “if you’ll excuse the pastry cook —” “The what?” exclaimed Mrs. Ded fold. It’s D’Artagnan’s new cook, ” explained the smiling Irishman. “He gets a power o’ wages, an' kapes his piancy an’ his poodle, like a gintleman, an’ he only works at the pasthry three hours in the maarnin’ an’ three in the afthernoon. An’ they tell me he’s going to be married to a rich lady an’ turn gintleman alto gether pretty soon. Sure it’s a foiue thing to be a furriner, wid a resale for claret punches an paddy foy-grass, that all the genthry’s wild afthcr! And D’Ar- tagnan is buildin’ a boodewar for him at the back, but he’s settled down moight; comfortable in the impty flat till it’s let, so he is. But if ye don’t mind the piann} an the poodle- •" And thus speaking, the attendant flung the door open, shouting: “Ladies to luk at the flat, Misthei Scaggles!” The strains of a piano ceased some what abruptly, a shaggy little dog ran forward, shrilly barkiug, a tall man in a negligee velvet jacket and a tasselcd fez perched sidewise on his locks, rose and turned half-way nrouud, revealing a swarthy complexion and opaquely dark eyes. “Count Scagliosa!” cried out Mrs. Dedfold. “Sure an’ ye’re mistook altogether,” said Patrick. “It's the new cook, ma’am, from D’Artagnan's restaurant be low stairs.” The culinary count staggered back and volunteered never a word in his own de fense. The little dog barked ceaselessly; the Irishman looked from one to the other with puzzled mien. “P’raps you’d rather see the other flat, since the puppy's so uneeevil,” said he. And he added, as thev went down stairs, “Yez'll plaze to excuse the furriner, ma'am. He dhrinks a good deal, and he isn’t always presentable.” Miriam looked with agonized eyes at her mother. “I—I don’t think we’ll look any farther to-day, mamma,” she faltered. And the two ladies left the Fontency Flats without arriving at any definite con- elusion. Fortunately Rosamond Dedfold’s heart was lew involved in the Scagliosi alli ance than her pride. But pride, as wi all know, is a sensitive spot, and the wound was deep. Honest Mr. Dedfold never knew why the count’s stock went down so sul- denly in the domestic market. “Not but what I am glad of it,” said he. “I never did believe in foreign hus bands for American girls. And so you’ve all come around to my view of the mat ter, have you? Well, 1 don’t think you’ll ever regret it. And as for the new home—eh ?” “I think, udoo the whole." said Mr. Dedfold, “that country air will b« good for the girls, and rents seem to be a deal cheaper in New Jersey. So if Doctor F jrtnum hasn't let that Gothic cottage yet—” “Didn't I tell you he was keeping it for me?" said Mr. Dedfold. But in the arrangement of the rooms, you needn’t make any allowance for Phebe here”— putting his arms caressingly around her shoulder. “She’s to be married to Doc tor Fortuum in June,” “I'm so glad!” said Rosamond, with a little quiver to her lip. “Phebe de serves the best husband in the world.” “Yes,” cried honest Miriam, she nevet was dazzled by diamonds and titles.” And the big “To Let" still hangs in the windows of the Fontenoy Flats. But D’Artagnan's famous loreigu cook, lured by a better pecuniary offer from a Chicago restaurant, masquerades in so ciety no more.—Saturday Night. Teaching Cadets to Fire Big Bom. To quicken competition in marksman ship of the members of the United States Naval Academy, at Annapolis, Mich., a prize is offered this year for the cadet making the best score with the three- pounder Hotchkiss side-firing gun. The tug Standish, upon whose forecastle the gun is mounted, is taken out on the Chesapeake every afternoon until each individual of the first class has fired the requisite number of shots. The manner in which practice is car ried out is as follows: The tug first drops and launches a boat in which are two ob servers; then steaming on for 1500 yards the target is put overboard and anchored. This t'arget is eight feet high and eight feet loug on its lower part, is made of black cloth supported on a wooden float. The tug then changes her course to one at right angles from her former one and continues on for another 1500 yards, when a second boat with observers is stationed. The Standish is then anchored and the gun is cast loose and trained on the target. This gun can carry a shell about three miles. The charge of powder is one pound and eleven ounces and the cartridge case containing shell and charge weighs six pounds. One thousand to 1400 yards is taken as the distance in these exercises, since that is the approximate range at which tiring against terpedo boats would begin. The principal reliance of a vessel against torpedo boats is a rapid firing battery and 1400 yards is about the limit at which these dangerous craft can be dis covered by the search light. Thirteen shots are allowed to each man, the first ♦hree of which are trial shota and do not count on his score. The range then be ing estimated, the sight bar is fixed and when the sights are on the target the gun is fired. From the boat nearest at right angles to the line of fire, the amount the shot falls over or short of the target is signalled and the sight bar is raised or lowered as may be required. These dis tances are arrived at by the observer in the noting with a T square the number ot degrees sublined between the target and the splash of the shot and this is communicated to the Standish by wig wag flag signals. After three trial shots the gunner is supposed to have learned the correct ele vation aud the succeeding shots are the score. The result of each shot as ob served from the boat is afterwards platted on a large diagram and the score made up. Great efficiency is attained by the cadets in this exercise. To make the maximum percentage everyone of the ten shots must fall within a rectangle of ten feet by thirty-four and these fired from a gun supported on an unsteady platform; nevertheless one of the members of the present first class has attained ninety-five per cent., and many others arc credited with excellent scoics.—Nets Orleans Picayune. A New Yorker who has just returned from a trip through Holland says that he did not see a single beggar during his stay in that country of frugal and indus- tiious people. 1 IN FAR-OFF AMOY. PICTUItES OF JilFF, ON THE CHINESE COAST. How Itiaid Economy is Practiced in a Laud That Is Over-populated— L’nlai homahle Ignorance and Peculiar Superstitions. Contrary to the statements of menda cious travelers, the Chinese do as much maritime commerce as any European na tion. The bay at Amoy is always crowed with native craft. The vessels are not very handsome, but they are very cheap. They begin with the sampan, which is hall scow and half gondola. It carries from three to twenty passengers and can neither capsize nor founder. Its owner lives in it, having a miniature stove and pantry, using the floor as a bed and mak ing a nightly roof out of a bamboo mat. He pays $12 for the sampan when new, spends $1 a year in brightening up the scarlet, ultra-marine, gold and green paint with which it is decorated, and charges two cents to ferry a passenger a mile. Then come the freight sampans, which range in size from a Whitehall boat to an eigthty-foot lighter. They bring tea, brick, tiles, terra cotta and produce to Amoy and carry away merchandise. A vast fleet of lishiug boats is the next to be noticed. They are clumsy and fragile things in appearance, but in reality are strong, swift aud seagoing. Their oc cupants fish with trawl or dragnets, which they fasten to the stern, and are always auccessfttl. What they catch is thrown into water tanks aboard aud de livered alive at the fish market. A coolie with bamboo rod gently but constantly stirs the fish to keep them alive till sold. Still larger than the fishing smacks are the great trading junks which in build aud rig resemble the Spanish galleons of the old buccaneer days. They are vast structures of bamboo, rattan and soft light wood. The sails are constructed of grass matting, stiffened with bamboo ribs, and when set look like a bat’s wings. These boats encounter the fiercest typhoons with impunity, while a European ship or steamer would founder in a few hours. Last are the China steamers. These are all of English or German make and always have Anglo-Saxons of some sort for captain and engineer. The crew, officers, agents and owners are Chinese. They do an ever increasing business and are becoming formidable rivals to foreign coastwise commerce. The steamers are managed like our own. All the other Chinese boats are conducted in a very different manner. Each is a floating home, or village. The smaller ones have one family on board; the larger, two three and up to ten. On these un- wieldly craft the boatmen are born, grow up, marry, have families, and die. The women are as good sailors as the men. In Hong Kong the commanders of most boats are women. The children are ex perts mariners at six or seven years of age. The boatmen are a hardy, intelli gent and prolific race. There are said to be 300,000 of them in China. They all prosper financially, and many are quite wealthy, from a Mongolian standpoint, owning boats on the water and stores and houses on the land. When they become pirates they are the most dangerous and bloodthirsty extant, neither giving nor asking quarter under any circumstances whatever. How hard life becomes when a land is over-populated! There are more than a million souls iu and about Amoy alone. They are so crowded together that when you see tuem you forget they are human and imagine them ants or bees on a larger scale than usual. Titey have to live, and they do it in a way that would astonish a citizen of the great republic. Labor is » drug in the market. An expert joiner, carpenter or metalsmith receives twenty- five cents a day, $1.40 a week, or $5.25 a month. A laborer is glad to get fifteen cents a day, or $3.50 a month. An old women or a small boy receives $1 a month. But to live upon these rates demands infiuite economy, and this prevails every where in China. At low tide the beach u crowded with men, women aud chil dren. They gather sea moss and change it into nutritious food, sea worms and sea urchins and by slow cooking trans mute these into mysterious stews and chowders. The driftwood thrown up by the sea is dried and use! for fuel. Even the tiny animal which builds little shell houses in the mud or ttuder rocks and boulders are prie 1 out, one by one, and served upon the dinner table. Two hundred scarcely fill a small cap and re quire four hours’ hard work to gather, but they are in the market every day and sell for three or four cents a pound. The children arc trained to pick up dead leaves, sticks and stratvs and put them aside to dry until useable as fire-wood. One child keeps a family supplied by working eight hours a day. Necessity teaches them how to prepare for food what wa aousider worthless weeds. The tops of turnips, carrots, sweet potatoes and onions, the seeds of watermelons, squashes, sunflowers and fruits, the en- trnls of animals, the fins and bones of fishes are all utilized, and it must be con fessed made into very savory dishes. What cannot be digested by the human stomach is reserved for the pigs, chick ens and ducks, with which every coolie family is provided. Thus nearly all the vegetable growths have esculent tips when they begin to grow. The coolie housewife boils them until they are soft and digestible, cuts off the extreme por tions for the human members of hei household and puts aside the remainder for her var.ous animals. I have seen grass, clover, thistles, cabbage stalks, cactus, century piants and even palm tops treated in this way, and witnessed the delight shown by the people to whom they were served as the chief dishes ol their daily provender. The rich man darins go to the opposite extreme and dine on birds’ nests at $80 a dozen, on hand-fed goldfish, fattened frogs, tign’ livers, preserved ducks’ eggs, trumes, bamboo oysters, cocks’ combs and other luxuries. Frequently a mandarin din ner will cost from $20 to $50 a plate. When it is remembered that little or no wine is used at these repasts, the extrav agance of the cuisine is easily appreci ated. The domestic life of the Amoy Chi nese is admirable and detestable. The wife is not a companion, but a drudge. Unless she belongs to the coolie or boat man class her feet have been bandaged in infancy so that her gait suggests a young boy learning to use stilts. Her costume is unique, consisting of four to seven blouses, as many trousers, hose and low cut shoes. She wears no hat, and in lieu of gloves buries her hands in the folds of her long sleeves. In appearance she is neat as a fashion plate. Her hair, oiled every day. shampooed ever, week, gleams like carved jet; her face shines from soap, water and friction, her clothes are spotless and are brushed and ironed every morning. She is mild mannered and courteous. But her ignorence is unfathomable and her superstition a wonder. She burns joss sticks at the door to keep away evil spirits; in the garden to scare mildew and parasites fiom her plants; in the dtning room as an antidote to poisons, and in the bed room to intimidate the nightmare, bur glars and wild beasts. She receives no company but the few women of whom her husband approves. She knows no men outside of her tami.y circle. It is a deadly insult to ask a Chinese gentleman how his wife is. If he dies it is her duty prescribed by a custom 7000 years old to commit suicide, so that her sons can erect a monument to their mother as “a virtuous widow.” She goes nowhere, reads little or nothing, sees no amuse ments, and has no social pleasures. She never complains, because she has beeu taught to be what she is, and no thought of change or difference has probably ever crossed her mind. Her happiness is in her kitchen, her garden and her children. It is through having nothing else to do that she had acquired her marvelous skill in raising silk worms, in spinning tht thread, weaving the tissue and making the exquisite embroideries for which Chiua is famous.—Chicago Herald. Paraguayan Types and Manners. At Rosario de Santa Fe we take ou board some rough recruits, under the conduct of three dirty soldiers, accom panied by their women folk and children, to whom quarters were assigned on the upper deck abaft the beam. These re cruits are, I am informed, jail-birds and criminals, who, instead of being kept in prison, are sent to do duty in the fron tier corps at Formosa, in the Gran Chaco, and to keep the I ndians at bay when necessary. The soldiers, it ap pears, seize every opportunitv of desert ing, and the runaways now form bands of brigands far more dangerous than the Indiaus. Several engineers whom I met, who had hem engaged in various rail way surveys aud expeditions in the Chaco, reported that they were constant ly molested by these brigands, but very rarely had any trouble with the Indians. The system of criminal recruits is of ffourse bad, but perhaps it is the only practical way of getting men for the wild frontier service, where pillage takes the place of pay. The recruits aud their escort formed a picturesque group with their varied costume and their more varied skins, ranging from white through bronze to absolute African black. The women were Indians, it be ing the Argentine usage in warfare against the aborigines to kill off the men, and distribute the captive womeu as wives for the troops. The only bag gage that these creatures had consisted of ponchos, a guitar, au accordion, and several kettles and gourds for making mate, or Paraguayan tea, which they drank from morning until night. Our English tourist aud his wife were very much scaudalized at the dirty ways of these soldiers, and particularly at the manner iu which the women washed the children, taking a mouthful of water, then spitting the water into their hands and rubbing it over the faces. This op eration is constantly seen in South America amongst Indians and cross breeds. The idea is - that only barbar ous whites wash in cold water. Hold ing the water in the mouth for a few seconds is the easiest way of warming it. The Englishman’s younger brother wat also greatly scandalized because the mil itary officer who shared his cabin slept in his clothes, did not wash at all, did not even own a tooth-brush, and carried all his baggage in a hat-box. “Cos- tumbre del pais," I explained to him — the custom of the country.—Harper's Magazine. LADIES’ COLUMN. A PRAIRIE PR1MA DONNA. • Texas is now coming forward with a young woman who, it is claimed, is pos sessed of a voice that in future will charm the multitude. Heretofore the broad, botiuding West has been supplying the world with singers, but the Lone Star State has put in a bid for a share of the honor, and well-informed people say the bid ought to be listened to. The young woman who is said to possess this re markable voice is Anita Goldberg, a na tive ot Texas. The voice is a contralto, and in order to employ it in practice her friends have secured her a position in the choir of St. Augustine’s Catholic Church in New York City. During the past winter the young woman appeared in private concerts. Her voice is one of at remarkable range and depth, and with proper training ougnt to be developed to a degree that would justify her in study ing grand opera.—Once-a Week. FELLOW CLERKS RARELY MARRY. It is a popular idea that women clerks employed in retail stores and mercantile offices find husbands among the men with whom they associate in business every day, but it is not a fact. Most of the girls who marry select their mates from a class of men who are in some other and more remunerative business. The prin cipal reason for this is to be found*n the fact that the girls soon become im bued with sensible ideas in regard to the life of those who have to work for a liv ing. A girl soon finds out all about the man who works at the same counter with her and knows that he earns but little more than she does herself. Matrimonial bliss on a salary just sufficient for one has no temptations for the average shop girl. Then, too, there is a desire on the part of both to marry money. A male clerk keeps his eye on his employer's daughter, and the young saleswoman dreams of being the second wife of the superintendent or general manager.— New York World. THE CLOAK MODEL. To the saleswomen throughout the land the cloak model of the wholesale depart ment is the most envied woman in busi ness life. They gossip about her per- souality, aud she is surrounded in their eyes with a certain halo of mystery. The leading models, indeed, are quite inacessible save to those they meet in business relations. In many of the larger houses the models never come into the show-room, for a good model is such a jewel that she is guarded against the ap proaches of impressionable salesmen ss carefully as against rivals in the trade. The wholesale cloak model is essenti ally a woman of graceful carriage and of perfect form. She must be bright in temperament, for her tact will oftentimes turn the balance in the critical moment of a sale. It would be the natural in ference that a clever, beautiful woman, sure of herself in the attributes that tom- maud the admiration of the multitude, w'ould desire to pose in the full light of the public gaze, hut a well-known news paper man exhausted all his ingenuity iu au attempt to get the photographs of some of the leading figures not long ago and entirely failed. Outside of workiug hours the models receive the homage and attention that falls to the lot of all beautiful womeu. Sometimes the model marries the head of the house, or his sou, or some one attached to the concern. One reads of the conquests of the type writer in the field of business life, but those of the model are more romantic, for the typewriter is not necessarily beautiful, while the model must be so. , It is said, too, that cloak models invari ably make model wives.—New York He eorder. FASHION NOTES. A pretty turquoise necklace lately seen was f irmed of stars and crescents. New Ians are of crepe embroidered with chrysanthemums and huge pansies. Pink is very pretty on a black hat, black dress, or as lining for a black wrap. The diuntiest brooches for summer dresses are those which take the form of flowers. Kid gloves arc staple. Silk and lace gloves come and go, but the kid endures. Glace mousquetaires are not much in de mand, but are to be found in some beau tiful qualities. Do not disdain dies? aud the little niceties of the toilet. You may be a very clever woman, perhaps even intel lectual, but. for aH that, you cannot af ford to be careless in these matters. No woman with any sense of self-re spect should allow herself to sink into a dowdy, but. whatever be her trials, vex atious aud disappointments, she should dress as well as her position will allow. The skirt which is most in vogue is the sheath skirt, which is fitted to the wearer by parts at the lop aud hangs plain to the edge of the foundation skirt, which is then finished with a cluster ol tiny nifties. Lavender, unless of an exceptionally pale shade, looks prettier and is more becoming if edged with black at neck and wrists. Gray is softer and mors tender iu hue combined with white, or with gray of a paler shade. The flat rather broad sailor hat, with its very low crown, it almost universally becoming, and has achieved this season an allhost unprecedented popularity. The hat requires little trimming, the simpler the more in accord with its style. The rage for gold has brought the gold gauze veil to the fore. Its popularity should be limited to womeu who are young, whose complexions are above re proach. Chantilly lace is noted with tiny gold balls scattered here and there upon it. Solm very expensive “jewelled" and other buttons once again appear upon new bodices and waistcoats. Double trouts button over others, some of them crossing en chale, fastening on the hip, a style quite popular iu Bedford cord and India cashmere tailor costumes. Bravery Under the Knife. The re-elcctiou of Major E. C. Dawes as department commander of the Ohio Loyal Legion recalls an unpublished story ol how he had an ugly wound dressed during the war. Outside of the' acquaintances of Major Dawes few know of the ghastly disfigurement he conceals through the latest achievements of sur gical science. During the war’the entire lowei portion of his face was shot away. The jaw bone was shattered, and little hope of his recovery remained. It was decided, however, to attempt a surgical operation. He refused to take any anaes thetics, was strapped to a tabic, and for an hour and a half stitch after stitch was taken to patch up the chin, a rubber cou- trivance—used as our grandmothers did an imitation goose egg for darning socks —being used in the operation. Major Dawes was speechless, but he went through th- ordeal bravely. Finally it was finished—as all thought—but the grizzled old surgeon who had charge of the case said: “I'm afraid wcTl have to take two more stitches.” Major Dawes appealingly raised one finger, indicating his wish to be let off with one stitch. “I beg of you, Doctor,” exclaimed Major Dawes's brother, who assisted at the operation, to take but one stitch.” Up went two lingers of the silent suf ferer, stung by this brother's word “beg” into a soldierly instinct to brave it out. The job was tiuished, aud the surgeons went out to get a stretcher for the ex hausted subject. Imagine their surprise when, a few minutes Inter, he walked out, a littie pale, but still with well- earned title to heroism. To this day Major Dawes—now au extensive railway constructor iu Cincinnati—wears a false lower jaw, but i! doesn’t prevent his being one of the best speakers and most popular soldiers iu Ohio.—St. Louis Re public. Three OtiriOus Circumstances. C. 11. Robertson, of Joplin, Mo., once found a cavity in a large burr oak tree in which about a pint of pin oak acorns had been store I. The excavation in which the acorns had been found had been made by woodpeckers aud was iu the most solid part of the tree. Mr. Robert son says that according to Chambers there was 388 years’ growth of wood over the end of the cavity, yet all the acorns were as fresh as if only put away by the birds or squirrels the fall before. Robert Buchanan, of Monroe County, Iowa, while digging a coal shaft on his farm, east of Albia, found a new species of mouse imbedded iu the clay thirty feet below the surface. It was found in a lit tle cavity just large enough to fit the body, but without any clay adhering to its fur. The sides ot the cavity seemed worn aud polished, as if the little crea ture had turned around thousands and thousands ol times iu its narrow sepul chre before it finally died. When found it was in a perfect state of preservation and as oolt and pliable as if it had only died the day before. An artesian well near Albert Lea, Minn., which spouts both oil and water, often changes the programme and sends out a stream of small minnows which are wholly unlike any known species of fish found in that vicinity.—New York Jour nal. A Fox-Terrier's Family of Kittens. Not loug since George Bassford, of Vacaville Cal., placed a coyote pup with die litter of a grey hound and the foxy beast waxed and tlouiished. lustauces are on record where wolves have nurtured hounds, bears have suc cored children, lions have tenderly cared for the young of human beings, but it has beeu reserved for this later day to see a fox-terrier adopting a nest of kit tens. If there sire natural-bom enemies, they are fox-terriers aud cats. Yet John Reagan, at 21 Pacific street, owns a fox-terrier, Nellie, which has be come foster-mother to a lot of kittens bereaved, by rc.ima ol impingement of the tire of a veget able wagon wheel upon their purring mother. Nellie has adop ted the eats, after raising and sending out on an uuti-teline crusade a lot of fox- terriers of pronounced antipathies. She anxiously watches over her sightless, sharp-clawed waifs an 1 is jealous of their welfare. If one is removed a little she uips it by the neck and carries it tack to the ne-t. If a stranger comes near the terrier is all roughed iu a mo ment, and threatens with all the empha sis of her diminutive body.—San Fran cisco Ecu miner. A number of training and racing wag ons of American construction are being sent by order from New York City to the trotting eouisc of Moscow, Russia,