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By HEM Y HERMA fl. ?Oopyright^ 1897, bj Ti?ots?n and Son.} CHAPTER L ? stupendous chaos of whites and canopied by a boundless firma it of lead. A Becky mountain solitude majestic its awesome desolation, with the icy howling, whistling, roaring the gorges and the canyons and ling itself with a frenzied fury the mighty rocks that rose on sides, sheer and steep and black, save where the flying" snow had found v a ledge or a tree stem on which to fas? ten its ghostly pall. A mountain tor? rent, flingiEig itself headlong into space a dizzy height of hundreds of had. become a monstrous fantas : :tic- sheet of grayish ice, against which of snow which ~c bore stood ^out a dazzling white. The forest giants and cracked beneath the force of tempest, and their bare-.branches, from the mother stems, whirled the snow sodden air like hug? m ravens. !# Ho sound or sign of man or beast or of the air in the midst of this wiiiling,' raving, storm monot save one figure that moved slowly painfully through the blinding hur ae. : ' Where the rough, snow covered pla? teau inclined -prairieward and the incuntain wilderness seemed to stretch ?tic ?rms toward .t?*evast .plains _ ^eaw&iife^at^ Jewaa^ble through the thick, snowy a tall man climbed across the dan broken ground. The snow lay a yard deep everywhere, and every now ***** thea a treacherous chasm between uneven bowlders threatened a terri? lle death. Tiie hidden tangle of unseen ?creepers, stripped of ail foliage, and tue briery network of the underbrush jming:ed in snaring pitfalls beneath {he ^overing snow, like a vast web of prick _ _ Cord, ready tc^punish each - -unwary step, ^e man appeared to be accustomed dangers which would have af many a stanch and stout heart seemed to be fashioned of iron, with face of glass, against which the snowflakes dashed harmlessly, long hair clung to his neck and hike a wave of snow4 with here t?a? there a patch of black in the midst the white powdering foam. His resembled the frozen waterfall its grotesque covering of icicles, and , Izpown buckskin clothing was cover- j with brittle patches of glassy gray, was naught visible of his face his shining black eyes, for he had a zed cotton handkerchief across nose and mouth, and it had become & frozen sheet like the rest of his cloth? ing. The man climbed on down hill un? ited. Hauy a time he slipped and staggered and fell, but rose again, pant and now. and then suppressing a moan that surged to his throat in . spite of him. The rags which he hud tied over his hands showed broad red through their dingy frozen folds, and ,he limped more and more painfuHy .as he proceeded on his awful journey, but nota sound escaped him. fie might -have been a suffering dumb creature struggling for life against the murder? ous fury of the elements. At last the ground sloped more even? ly, the fiendish webwork of naked brier and creeper ceased to impede the foot, and, save for the sheet of snow, a yard deep, through which the man had, to wade, progress was easy and unobstruct? ed. At a sudden turn of the mountain, nestled against a towering spur of the foothill which sheltered it from the fury of the wind and surrounded by j some threescore of leafless cottonwoods, 1 the traveler espied the low, snow cov- j ered roof of a human habitation. The smoke curled away lustily from its clay chimneys, and the warmth of the fire beneath had melted the white shroud whieh covered the rest of its slopes, and thus revealed the brownish yellow lay? er of clay and prairie grass which had served for tiles in its construction. The man strode cn, as with a new heart, as the near proximity of life and warmth strengthened his stiffening nerves. His failing sight grew keener, and he even thought that a sensation of existing presence, painful, yet reassur? ing, returned to his nearly frozen hands and arms. The huge projecting hillside deadened to him the blast of the tem? pest, which still raged and rioted over? head, to waste its now vic timless fury until, in its widening sweep, it touched the barren, rolling plain far inland. The desperate journeyer had reached level ground, and some ' 300 or 400 strides brought him to the log hut that lay so snugly ensconced in the protect? ing shadow of the mountain. The wind had piled a small hillock of snow against its sideband no window or open? ing of any kind was visible. The man plodded his weary way ?round the back of the house where the warmth of the chimneys had. transformed thc snowy cov?r/iigvOx U!c*plain*'irfto a swamp ot freezing slush, and, again turning the corner, reached the side where the thickly clustered cottonwoods had af? forded a stanch screen against the drift* ing flakes. Here the rough bark covered logs and the clay filled crevices were still in pristine greenish brown, save for a few white ridges and lines. The wailing wind was denied its play? ground here. The daring pioneer had so cunningly planned and constructed his house that he defied the elements to bar ingress or egress to or from his wild home. The rough plank door was open when the shivering traveler at last reached it. On the threshold stood a tall and lean old man, his grayish, pale face sur? rounded by a long gray beard and with a veil of sparse silvery hair straggling behind him. On the wrinkled brow and cheeks the skin lay in flabby streaks. and the eyes shone with a hungry lus ter. Wb?jx the old man saw the wanderer. he stared at hts rcr a lewneart neats space with feverishly flashing eyes, and then a strange little peal of sickly laugh? ter rang faintly between his bared teeth. He stretched ont a white and bony hand of welcome, bat the newcomer held np his blood stained rags and swiftly en? tered the house, flinging his frozen cov? erings from him as he walked. Broad red streaks revealed themselves upon his hands and face as he unwrapped them, like ugly, deep, newly cut gashes. The skin where it was visible was of a deep purple blue, like dull tempered steel. The old pioneer, having rapidly closed the door, beckoned him to take a seat by the fire which crackled cheerily in the clay chimney at the farther end of the room, but the young man shook his head. "Give me a minuit," he said. "I guess I've got to thaw a bit afore I can say another word. " j Tue- old man placed a three legged stool by the fireside and sat there for a few moments in a trembling silence. Then he rose, writhing his arms in the air, as if unable longer to bear the nerv? ous strain. "Whar are the others?" he cried. "Dead!" was the hard reply. * 'What! Joe an Fire Headed Dick an French Bill, all gone under?" He clutched his thin hair as if in mortal agony, and his bosom heaved as, with bps parted, he awaited the answer/ "All gone under. " "All?" "Yes, all. They're lyin in the snow on the Wambdazona, fruz to death. " "All? My poor boy with 'em, " wailed the old man. "An yew?" he asked. Have yew brought anything to eat?" "Thar's nuthin that flies or walks alive on the mount'in. I've brought nuthin but tbis.".% With that he painfully removed the leather satchel which hung from its strap across his shoulder. It was heavy, and it fell on the deal table with a dull thud. The old man leaped toward it and tore it open greedily. ? number of uneven glittering yellow lumps rolled on the board. "What's this?" yelled the old man. "What, in the name of God, is this?" "It's gold, Daddy Hays, goldi" was the even toned reply. ?V The old frontiersman raised his bony I Wrns heavenward. "I sent yew an the others to fetch fcod, an yew bring me stones. My poor gell is dyin in thar. Thar's bin no food in this house nigh on a week now. I've b iled the bark of the cottonwoods an eaten it, as if I wos a noss. Day an day an night an night I've waited an said to myself: *Painther Harry will live through it alL Painther Harry will bring me meat for my gell, acos he loves her. Painther Harry will save my Nellie, if he'll reach my doorstep to die on it * An yew've come back alone, an yew've left even yewr rifle on the road, an yew bring me this filthy gold. Can yew eat gold? Can yew eat lt? Speak, if yew're not dumb. Take it out of my sight Away with it!" He grasped a feeble handful of the shining fragments and flung them into the fire, where they rang against the hard baked clay of the chimney,' Then he sat down and buried his face in his hands, and his low moans filled the room as with calls of gaunt death. The young man stood there, with his dark, pain stretched face clouded by the old man's accusation. With slow api .?iffident step he stole toward him and laid one 'of bis blood stained hands gently on his shoulder. "Don't speak so hard, Daddy Hays," he said, with a heartbreaking quiet "We found nuthin that we could bring on ourselves, but we found this. There's bushels whar this comes from, an when the wind slows down it'll pay fetchin. I didn't think I'd live through it, an I'm nigh dead myself, but the instant minuit I can use my limbs I'll take that rifle an start out ag'in. I caynft go out with these things on. I'd die on the road, an thar'll be pieces of my skin ccmin away with 'em as it is. But cheer up, Daddy. Nellie won't die, if Painther Harry kin save her, an I will save her still." The old man remained dumb in his grief and doubt, while Harry, with agonized efforts, stripped off his ice covered clothing, in the corner by the fireside hung a striped Navajo blanket and a couple of mountaineer's buckskin shirts and trousers. Harry strapped the blanket around his waist and tied strips of fresh rag around his wounded and bleeding limbs. Then he sat down by the fire, facing Hays. "An Nellie?" he asked at last, "Whar is she?" Daddy Hays looked up. "In thar," he replied-"dead, may? be. I ain't had the courage to look this hour past. " "She ain't had nuthin to eat-for how long new?" inquired the young man, a feverish determination gleam? ing in his eye, "She ain't touched food fer more than eight an forty hours now.'* "May I go an look at her?" "Go!" The young man strapped the blanket a little more tightly and wiped the dripping moisture from his dark bair and beard. In the fitful R< mLrandtescp^c light thrown by the hearth lire his wiry form, all brawny muscle and sinew, flashed now and then like polished bronze. He might have been a model for Tubal Cain as he steed there, naked t? in? waist and bar?ro?cea, w:iTn Iiis blanket reaching the. ground like a workman's gown of mythological days &nd with bis long, dark beard stream? ing around his manly?face.. With' slow and "muffled footfall he stepped to the dark blue blanket which served as' a hanging between the two rooms. Tho chimneys of the two com? partments of the hut were built back to back, and a cherry wood fire was burn? ing in the inner room. As he dropped the hanging blanket and paused for a moment in the half gloom Harry could barely distinguish his surroundings by the aid of the smeary, yellow, flickering flames of the logs. At the farther end stood a rough, low couch covered with buffalo skins, and upon its richi deep brown shone the white face of a woman who had been beautiful before the agony of hunger had dragged the rounded cheeks into lined and angular forms and had sucked the blood from the cherry, red lips. The big gray blue eyes looked nearly black in the dim light, and they stared vacantly. The fingers, white and worn to the bone, lay upon the bearskin which covered her, like wax models of dead hands. The young man approached the bed as a repentant pilgrim of old might have drawn nigh to the shrine of the enskied saint whose intercession he craved. He looked at her, and his brawny limbs trembled and shook as in a palsy while he pictured to himself the lovely, loving and lovable girl whom he had hoped to call his own and whom the hand of - heaven had thus sorely stricken. She mcved not on her couch, nor whispered a word, nor drew a breath. But for the slight movement of the bosom and for the barely perceptible tremor of the lips she might .'aave been dead already. The big eyes stared, and Harry thought they stared at him and chided him softly, not harshly. The gaze cut through his heartstrings like a red hot dagger, and he rushed from the room. "She is dyinl" he cried in his agony. "Ain't thar nu th in at all to est in the place-nuthin-nor a drink of whisky nu tb in, nu th in?" His searching glance traveled around the room unavailingly; The shelves were bare. "Thar ain't a morsel nor a drop, and thar hasn't bin these two days, " answered the old man, with a choking voice. "An she'll die," Harry cried, "if she'll get no food?" "Yes, die," echoed the pioneer "die, like Joe an Bill an Dick-an yew an I will follow her. " The young man flew at the cupboard and flung the dishes and plates and bottles and cups and jugs it contain? ed on the floor in a clattering confu? sion. He dived into every nook; he ran? sacked every corner; he swept the boards for possible crumbs and turned the bottles for any nourishing drops they might contain. Kot a mite, not an atom of food, not a drop of liquor, was there. Then he took down the rifle which hung on a peg on the wall, and, half naked as he was, he opened the door and walked out into the slush and the snow. The wind, even in :its weakened forces, was icy and cut him like a thou? sand whips. He walked all round the house, but no living thing, no bird or game of any kind, was to be seen, nothing anywhere but the great white pall of snow and the dark brown of the rocks and trees below aud the endless gray sky abova Shivering and trembling, he returned to the hut and closed the door against the glacial blast "It ain't no use, " he said bitterly. "I knowed it warn't no use, but I thought I'd try." He sat down for a few minutes in a silent tremor, with his elbows upon the table and his head upon bis hands. On a sudden he jumped up like one mad. His eyes glowed as with an in? spiration that might have been holy. "By the li vin God," he cried, "yew shall not die, my Nell, my darlin Ne?i! Yew shall not die ol' hunger while Painther Harry is alive-no-no-no! Thank God an his mercy that I've thought of it afore it warn't too late," "What do yew mean? What are yew goin to do?" Hays dem anded, looking at him with feverish eyes. "Don't ask," E,?rry replied. He gasped for breath between each sen tenca "I'll save her, but don't ask. Let me-and say nuthin. " "But I'm dyin, too," whined the old man. "I'm goin blind, an-I'm-help, help!" The voice became fainter, and the pi? oneer's wasted form slid from his seat and rolled sideways on the floor. Harry bent over him and looked into the starving man's face. Then he rose slowly and haggardly. His lids were tightly closed, and he bit them. "She first," he said after a slight pause. "My darlin first I'll save him afterward." He went to the table and opened the drawer. As he felt about^ there for a knife his i?m "ir*nu touevrea tue utrio pries ux golden ore that lay on the table. With a furious sweep of the hand he j sent them riving on the floor. "Gold!" he cried. "Gold! All the j gold in the world ain't worth a crust of I bread." CHAPTER II. Painther Harry selected the sharpest 1 and the most pointed of the knives he found in the table drawer and took from the shelf, whereon it s:ood, a big drink? ing cup made from the horn of a buffa? lo. Then he gathered up a few strips of the rags he had left lying near by, and after glancing for a brief second at the I motionless figure of the old frontiersman he raised tho blue blanket curtain and ?tepped into the inner room. The girl was lying white and silent as before, with a deathlike, peaceful smile wreathing her parted lips. Harry stole to the couch and looked into the girl's eyes. A nierest%leam of a heartbreaking recognition flickered there, like a stray and feeble sunbeam, and vanished. The young mau dropped one knee bv the ?ide of his dvi:i?r bride and, grasping her'coiQ and nunii? hand, covered it with his kisses. "Oh, my God," he cried in the ter? ror of his heart, "grant that it may not be too late-grant that it may not be too late!" He took the knife he had brought, and with one swift and desperate move ics cue a**gre?t gash lu his left ?rill. The steaming blood spurted over his face and chest, but be dashed the horn cup to the wound with a lightuinglike swing, and the hot fluid gushed into it He felt his face?grow red and white by turns, and a strong tremor filled his frame, but he kept a tight hold of the born until he knew that his blood was trickling into it more and more slowly. Then he satisfied himself that the cup was nearly full to the brim, though his head swam and the walls and the couch and the girl upon it appeared to him to turn round in a hazy whirl. He crept to the couch side with the love of a life beaming in his dark eyes. Gen? tly, tenderly, as a woman might have done, he inserted his right arm beneath the girl's shoulders, and, raiding her drooping head with a solicitous care, he held with his left the cup to her lips, though he felt the blood still flowing from his arm in a warm strewn. The half open lips admitted a few drops; then the head sank back as a gasp..ng thrill pervaded the slender frame. Harry soft? ly pressed the cup again to his love's lips, and a few more drj?ps parsed. Then he waited a\'dozen seconds, while his sight grew dimmer and his temples throbbed as in fever. Again he placed the enp to the white lips, and he was happy to see a few more drops of his life's blood rushing to save her whom he loved so welL Time after time during the next hour he repeated his work of mercy until at last the glassy eyes brightened with the signs of reviving life and a dim smile beamed there. The cold figure seemed to warm into pulsating vigor, the bosom heaved in more visible evenness, and at last a sigh, long drawn, escaped from it Then Harry on a sudden felt all around him 'grow dark. His wounded arm burned as in a raging fever, and he swayed as he knelt by bis Nellie's conch. "I've done what I could, " he mut? tered- . "Goodby, gellie. Goodby,.dar? lin. Goodby, goodbyl" ' He stretched out a wildly fumbling hand and feli face foremost or. the floor. ?*****.*. The snn of a bright winter morning glowed, an orb of red fire, on a horizon of silver, which graduated westward into a pale, steely blue. Around the hut where Painther Harry lay horses neighed and pawed the snowy ground, while the air was astir with cheery human voices. A score of Uncle Sam's dragoons, un? recognizable as soldiers unde:o the odd? est and most varied assortment of fur clothing, tramped/up and down by the tethered horses, swinging their arms and stamping their feet to keep their limbs warm in the keen and bitingly brisk atmosphere. Within three or four men, two of them in the uniform of officers of the United States cavalry, were busy at? tending to the needs of poor Nellie, who sat, pale .and shamefaced, on her couch, looking with frightered gazelle eyes at her lover, whose wounds one of the men was dressing. "A fine fellow that, doctor!" ex? claimed a boisterous lieutenant of dra? goons. "I wonder how he crone by that gash in the arm. The placo is swim? ming in blood. Is he all right?" "Right as rain," the surg3on replied. "He hasn't poisoned his constitution with whisky of late. He'll be up and doing in a day or two. " "And the old man?" asked the officer. "There's life in the old dog for many a day to come yet. But c?on't you go Raising her drooping head with solicitous care. and f^ed ? ja with rancid pork and mo las. ' omach that's been starving for a . .?or two can't stand that " m ***** * The story of Painther Harry's cordial is told to this day by many a pioneer's fireside out west The gold which Harry discovered at such au awful cost did not ruffle the even tenor of his and Nellie's homely lives. THE END. Thoughts of a Bachelor. . Without life death wouldn't be worth dying. Some men have corns cn their sozlz, and their bodies hurt them. A girl is never really in love till she feels herself blush when she says her prayers. Widows get along best with men be? cause they know enough not to aggra? vate them too far. Socrates always claimed he married Xantippe for discipline, but probably she knew how to cry at the right time. -New York Press. Grp.*--?! i'or t'uzil?. Now that there is so mach snow upon the ground a good supply of gravel in the henhouse is most important. With? out some gravel in their crops with which to grind their food hens will often become crop boned and die. A ?ood supply of gravel is necessary to enable fowls to make the most cf the nutrition in their food. Lack of it is more often the cause of soft eggshells than GOLD IN THE GOOSE. CLEAN FOWLS ALWAYS ON DRESS PARADE. Plenty of Fere Warer and the Best of Food-Healthy Geese Fatten Rapidly an? Are Easily Marketed-An Ideal Goose Farm. There is a growing impression rbat American poultry raisers have been neglecting the goose. Of the seven standard breeds the gray wild variety is extensively raised. These geese have a rather small head, small bill, sharp at the point and long, slender neck, snaky in appearance. The back is long and rather narrow, and is arched from neck to tail; breast, full and deep, and body long and somewhat slender. The wings are long, large and powerful, and the thighs are rainer short. The head of the wild goose is black with a white stripe nearly covering the side of the face. The breast is light ' gray, which grows darker as it approaches the legs ; the plumage of the underparts of the body from the legs to the tail is white. The wings are dark gray ; primaries dusky black, showing only a dark gray color when the wing is folded; secondaries are brown, but of a lighter shade than the primaries. The tail feathers are glossy black, and the thighs are gray. The shanks, roes and webs are Dirck. The eyes are black. A goose farm of unusual interest is that of Sol fienaker of Cynthia, Ky., on the Licking river, says a correspondent of the New York Sun. Mr. fienaker has erected a large wooden building about 80 feet wide and 150 feet long. It is two stories high. The floors slant grad? ually to the center so that they can be flooded and thus kept clean. ' There are troughs placed at convenient points to hold the food for the geese. At present there are 5,200 geese in this building in different stages of the fattening process. They are gathered from all parts of the state, and when they arrive their aver? age weight is from four to eight pounds. They are first placed in the large yard GRAY WILD GOOSE. in w%ich ? the building is situated, and there they find abundance of water co that they can clean themselves. After a few days they are placed in the house in the fattening pens. It requires four or five weeks of careful feeding to fatten the geese. The establishment has a steam corn mill and com sheller. The corn is purchased from the farmers in the neigh? borhood and is shelled and ground into meal. The cobs run down a shoot to the furnace and make enough fuel to run the machinery. The meal is mixed into a dough and in that form fed to the geese. "A goose is the cleanest fowl alive," says Mr. Renaker. "I have been in the poultry business since 1871, have han? dled all kindsof domestic fowl and have studied their habits closely and have never seen anything which equals the goose in cleanliness. They are constant? ly at work keeping their feathers clean, and if they have plenty of water they are ney.er seen except when fit for dress parade. They are equally careful re? garding their food. On one occasion we bought a lot of corn which had musted, and the geese would not eat the dough made from it, nor will they eat dough after it has soured. On this account we have to be very careful to mix up no more dough than the geese will eat in a day. "Another peculiar thing about geese is that they eat a great deal more some days than they do on others. For in? stance, it frequently requires 30 or 40 buckets of dough, a day to a given pen of geese. Then for a few days they will probably not eat more than a dozen buckets. When they have plenty of wa? ter and wholesome food, geese fatten rapidly and have no disease, but unless they have an opportunity to keep clean and have pure food they die rapidly. "They are sold by the brace and aver? age when fat from 14 to 38 pounds a brace. We sell our geese in only one market-New York city. They are shipped in poultry cars and are furnish? ed with an abundance of water and cornmeal dough while they are on the way. The reason they are snipped alive is that Hebrews may not purchase them after they are killed. Last year we ship? ped about 12,000 geese to New York city, and this year we will handle 1S, 000. The capacity of our house is be? tween 5,000 and 0,000. It requires three men to attend the corn sheller and the mill and to feed the geese. We have waterworks connections and keep thc bouse nice and clean by flooding the floors, and we keep the geese supplied with all the fresh water they need." ? - Twenty years ago Germany was with- j out colonial possessions, but now that I empire has dependencies with an area j of about 1,000,000 square miles in ex- j tent, with a population of S,00u,000. - "Y'oh kain't git sumpin for nuffin, " j said Uncle Eben. "Some men is willin ; au anxious to gib away dah opinions ; But de goods mos' allus ain't reliable. " ! - Washington Star. No Aid From Han. "My face pains me, doctor. What : shall I do?" asked tho patient. "I'm sure I don't know," replied the ? doctor. "You know I have no way of ! improving your looks." - Yonkers j Statesman. Boston's Great Man. "Boston may bo the center of cn lt ore of the United States, but I found no evidence of that fact in my first trip to the Hub," remarked the young commer? cial traveler. "The culture may be there all right enough, but the Bostoni? ans with whom I came in contact seem? ed less proud of it than of a certain oth? er feature of the town. When I landed in Boston, I approached a policeman and asked him to direct me to a good hotel. He mentioned a good house to me and added, 'On your way up to the hotel you'll see the house where John L. lives. ' * John L. who?' I asked, very stupidly. 'Sullivan, of course,' said he, with a look of supreme pity for my ig? norance. "A little farther on I met a fellow whom X knew slightly. 'Come, have a cigar,' said L He said he hadn't time, but he told me where I could get a good cigar. 'It's a little store in the middle of the next block. By the way, see thair house on the other side of the street? That's where John L. lives.' I passed on to the cigar store. 'They tell me I can get a good cigar here, ' I remarked. 'That's right,' said the man. 'Stranger in the city?' 'Yes.' 'Well, that house over there-that's where Sullivan lives. * "Conductors, bellboys, business men, elevator boys, clerks, barbers, bartend? ers-everybody called my attention tc that house during my stay. He was the only great man to whom the natives saw fit to call my attention."-Phila? delphia Becord. Shark Charmers. In the Persian gulf tire divers have a curious way of opening the season. They depend implicitly upon the shark conjurers and will not descend without their presence. To meet this difficulty the government is obliged to hire the charmers to divert the attention of the sharks from the fleet. As the season approaches vast numbers of natives gather along the shore and erect huts and tents and bazaars. At the opportune moment-usually at midnight, so as to reach the oyster banks at sunrise-the fleet, to the number of 80 or 100 boats, puts out to sea. Each of these boats carries two divers, a steersman and a shark charmer and is manned by eight or ten rowers. Other conjurers remain on shore, twisting their bodies and mumbling incantations to divert the sharks. In case a man eater is perverse enough to disregard the charm and at? tack a diver an alarm is given/ and nc other diver will descend on that day. The power of the conjurer is believed to be hereditary, and the efficacy of. his incantati )ns to be wholly independent of his religious faith.-Frank H. Sweet on "Pearl Seeking," in Lippincott's. ? Neat Idea. The innkeepers in the countries on" the Bhine follow a practice which is worth hinting to persons of the same profession in this country. They give their guests a carte, or piece of paper measuring about 16 inches long and 4 inches broad and which folds together like a small map. This carte, when folded, exhibits on the outside a view of the hotel, also its name, and the name of the keeper; on expanding ft we find that the other parts consist of lists of the principal curiosities or pub? lic buildings which are worth visiting in the town and its environs, and along the whole inside we rind a map of the chief rentes from the place. Thus the German hotel keeper's carte isa card of his house and a local guide, all in one bit of paper, the expense cf which can? not be much greater than that of a com? mon bill of fare.-New Yoik Ledger. A Blissful Supposition. "Mistuh Piuklev, " said Aliss Miami Brown,"does you know wbut a bird of paradise is?" "Well," was the reply, "of co'se I doesn't know feb sure. But when I gits ter de nex' worl I wonldu' Le a bit sur? prize to disco vu h dat it was a spring ch?cken. "-Washington Star. rat liens' Egree Seldom Hatch. A correspondent o'f The English Fan? ciers' Gazette says he has been watch? ing his hens and their eggs and the hatching of their eggs and has discover? ed that the eggs of the abnormally fat hen seldom hatch. The chicken dies about the tenth or twelfth day of incu? bation. The eggs from the most active and healthy hens hatch first and often a day or two in advance of time. Inva? riably the egg from the sleepy, lazy hen hatches late. He has two hens whose eggs he has never found fertile, though he has mated them with different roos? ters, and they are the worst tempered hens in the yard, always quarreling and beating the others. How to' Cook "Parsnips, French ?far*** Peel, wash and divide the parsnips. Boil in salted water, with a dash of lem? on juice. When tender, drain and dry in a cloth. Brush them with egg and crumbs and fry golden brown in hot fat Q i >U'? is firs* coosidcrniou of tb? 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