JOY.
Tfcrsnpli sliaiiowy sleep her eyes appear ,
And Heaven seems half be-noken.
Her sweet lips , warm and fonu , draw near ,
ToucL and the dream Is broken J
"Whenever I seek a dewy wood
In May , she flits thereunder
A spellful doubt of solitude ,
A passion , and a wonder ,
8ometLfnp escaped from happy dreams ,
. Slill nearly overtaken ,
Now here iier fairy covert seems ;
I come , and 'Us forsaken !
How there she waits with hands outstretched ,
A'phantom that'the' dew leaves ,
A subtler beautyisomehow stretched
In sunshine under new leaves.
But still the phantom will not brook
Pursuit , approach , or beckoning ,
Ixor even the shadow in my look
Of memory , doubt , or reckoning. *
fWhen thought in brief exalted moods
Its mortal cumber loses ,
She whispers , through my solitudes ,
The spells of all the Muses ;
But when I turn for nearer bliss ,
To lips as sweet as dreaming ,
The mere conception of my kiss
Dispels the lovely seeming.
Anon I find her at mv side.
Among some gay throng's shifting ,
And life's last shadow
i-eems to bide
Just her fair eyelids' lifting.
I bend above their shy eclipse
Of all mv hopes anil holies.
They rise , and their apocalypse
Is greater than my soul is !
Surcharged with new delights my heart
Their "culmination misses ,
Still vexed for some divinest part
Xot compassed with its blisses.
And , lo ! my spirit's ralhing-while
Has dimmed the cmpjreal presence ,
The slowing of the seraph's smile
Exhales the seraph's essence.
O Phantora , have I any good
Of thee with all thv sweetness ?
Still leadest thou , not understood ,
Toward some divine completeness !
Am I the stronger than pursuit
flakes life one upward hastening ?
Is our Desire , forever moot ,
A true behoof of chastening ?
O Joy , just once with me and youth
1 Tianscend this vain suggestion !
Or is it that thine utmost truth
Is an eternal question ?
Hart Vance , in the Current.
A SECOND THOUGHT.
The Story of a. "Wife's Good Sense.
"I must have it , George , " said Mr.
Whitman's handsome little wife. "So ,
on't put on that sober face , "
"Did I put on a sober face ? " asked
he husband , with an attempt to smile ,
hat was anything but a success.
"Yes , sober as a man on trial for his
! fe. ' ' she replied. "There , dear , clear
; up , and look as if you had at least
me friend in the world ! What money
over you men are ! "
' How much will it cost ? " inquired
ffr. Whitman.
There was another attempt to look
hcerfnl and acquiescent.
"About six pounds , " was answered ,
rith just a little faltering in the lady's
oice , for she knew the sum would sound
xtravagant.
"Six pounds ! Why. Mary , do you
hink I am made of money ? "
And Mr. Whitman's countence under-
rent a remarkable change of expres- t
ion.
George , " ' said his wife , a
"you look at me as if s
instead of af-
this is kind of
Tiree silk dresses a
married , while Amy
rsix or seven during the
: l. and everyone of hers cost a
rn mine. I know you think fc
Extravagant , but I wish you had a
rrife like some women I could name. I tc
ather think you'd find out the diffcr- tl
mce before long. " inui
"There , there , pet. don't talk to me uiai
iter this fashion ! I'll bring 3-011 the ai
none ; ' this evening that is , if " lilei
"Xo ifs nor buts , if you please. The eim
entence is complete without them. m
Chank yon , dear ! I'll go this afternoon
aid buy the silk. So don't fail to bring diP'
lie money. I was in street yester- P'
! av , and saw one of the sweetest pat-
erns 1 ever beheld. Just suits my inol
ivle and complexion. I shall be incon- ol
dlable if it's gone. You won't disap- c.i
io5nt me11 sr
And Mrs. Whitman laid her soft , ?
rhite hand on the arm of her husband di
md smiled with sweet persuasion in SEol
ver face. ol
"Oh , no. You shall have the
none } ' , " said Mi' . Whitman , turning ct
iff from his wife , as she thought , a lit- IK
Je abruptly , and hurrying from her si
presence. re
i In his precipitation he had also for-
jotten the usual parting kiss- u
"That's the way it is always ! " said ai
Mrs. Whitman , her whole manner aiV
ihanging , as the sound of the closing V
itreet" door came jarring upon her ears. w
KJust say 'money' to George , and at wm
> nce there is a cloud in the sky. " m
She sat down , pouting and half an- w
jrv :
" Six pounds for a new dress ! " men- di
Sallv ejaculated the luisband of 'the
7aiii , pretty and thoughtless Mrs. le
Whitman , as he shut the door after stai
lim. "I promised to settle the coal ai
aicl
merchant's bill to-day , but don't know clai
jrhere the money is to come from. The aiT
ioal is nearly out , and more must be T
jrdcred. Oh , dear ! I'm discouraged. je
Svery year 1 fall behind hand. This
riuter'l did hope to get a little in ad- ssrhi
rance ; but if silk dresses are to be the hi
srder of the day. there's an end to that higl him
fevoutiy-to-be-wished-for circumstance. m
Debtdebt ! how I have always shrunk gl
irorn it ! ' But steadily , now , it is over gla
powering me. Oh , if I could but dis- a
jntangle myself now , while I have the il
ttrength of early manhood ; but the sr
Donds that hold me are weak. Jf Mary tshi
xmld see as I see if I could make her hi
understand rightly my position ! Alas ,
Jiat is hopeless , I fear. " in
And Mr. Whitman quickened his li
steps , because his heart beat quicker , sia
aid his mind was unduly excited. a
Not long after Mr. Whitman had left in
some , the postman delivered a letter to 1N
lis address. His wife examined the N
jTritin"1 on the envelope , which was in si
> boldliand , and said to herself as sh tl
lid so , "I wonder who this can be tly
from1
Something more than curiosity mov-
oil her. There intruded on her mind a
vague feeling of disquiet , as if the mis
sive bore unpleasant news for her hus
"
band. The "stamp showed it to be a
cily letter. Several times of late such
letters had come lo his address , and she
noticed that he read them hurriedly ,
thrust them , without remark , into his
pocket , and became suddenly silent and
gloomy.
Mrs. Whitman turned the letter over an
over again in her hand in a thoughtful
way , and as she did so the image of her
husband , sober faced and silent as he
had become for most of the'time of late ,
presented itself with unusual vividness.
Sympathy stole into her heart.
"Poor George ! " she said , as the
feeling increased ; "I'm afraid some
thing is going wrong with him , "
Placing the letter on the mantel
piece , where her husband could see it
when he came in , Mrs. Whitman en
tered upon some household duties : but
a strange impression , as of weight , lay
upon her heart a sense of impending
evil a vague , troubled disturbance of
her usual inward self-satisfaction. ,
If the thought of Mrs. Whitman re
curred , as was natural , to the elegant
silk dress of which she was to become
the owner on that day , she did not feel
the proud satisfaction her vain heart
experienced a little while before. Some
thing of its beauty had faded.
"If I only knew what that letter
contained ! " she said , half an hour after
it had come in , her mind still feeling
the pressure which had come upon it
so strange ! } * , as it seemed to her.
She went to the niantlepiece , took up
the letter , and examined the super
scription. It did not enlighten her.
Steadily she became more assured that
its contents were of a nature to trouble
her husband.
"He's been a little mysterious of
late , " she said to herself. This idea
affected her very unpleasantly. "He
grows more silent and reserved , " she
added , as thought , under a kind of
feverish excitement , became active in a
new direction. "More contemplative ,
as it were , and less interested in what
on around him. His coldness
chills me at times , and his irritation
pains me. "
She drew a long , deep sigh. Then ,
with an almost startling vividness , came
before her mind in contrast , her tender ,
loving , cheerful husband of three years
before , and her quiet , silent , sober faced
husband of to-day.
Something has gone wrong with him
this year ! " she said aloud , as feeling
grew stronger. "What can it be ? "
The letter was still in her hand. "This
'Jr
may enlighten me. "
With careful lingers she opened the
envelope , not breaking the paper , so
that she could seal it again if she desir
ed to do so. There was a b-11 for fifteen
pounds , and a communication from the
person sending the bill. He was a jew
eler.
eler."If
"If this is settled "
not at once , he
wrote , "I shall take proceedings. It
has been standing for nearly a year ,
lis I am tired of getting excuses iii-
staad of my money.
The bill was for a lady's watch ,
which Mrs. Whitman had ahnost com
pelled 1 ? her husband to purchase.
"Not paid for ! Is it possible ? , " ex
claimed the little woman , in great as-
tonishment , while the blood mounted
tlt
to ( her forehead.
Then she sat down to .think. Light
began to come into her mind. As she
sat : thus thinking , a second letter for
her husband came jn. She opened it
hw
w.thout hesitation. Another bill ! and
another : duiminjr letter !
paid ! Is it possible ? " she re
peated.
It was a bill of four pounds for boots
and : slippers , which had been standing
for three or four months.
"This will never do ! " said the as
tonished wife "never no never ! " She
thrust the two letters into her pocket
a resolute way , and from that hour
until the return of her husband she did
an unusual amount of thinking for her
little brain. She saw , the moment he
entered , that the morning cloud had
not passed from his brow.
"Here is the money for that new
dress , " he said , taking it from his vest
pocket ' and handing it to her as he came
in
He did not kiss her. nor smile in the v.
old , bright way. But his voice was
calm , if not chceiful. A KISS and a
smile just then would have been more
precious to the young wife than a hun V
dred silk dresses. She took the money ,
saying : "Thank you , dear ! It. is kind asN
you to comply with my wishes. " N
Something in her voice and manner oi
caused Mr. Whitman to lift his eyes to &
her face with a look of inquiry. But ti
tiU
she turned aside , so that he could not tisi
read its expression. siw
He was graver and more silent than sibi
usual : , and ate with scarely an appear bi
ance ot appetite. in
"Come home early , dear , " said Mrs. tlai
Whitman , as she walked to the door ai
with her husband. li
"Are you impatient to have me ad h
mire your new silk dress ? " he asked , tla
with a faint effort to smile. a
"Yes. It will be something splen dibl
did , ' ' she replied. bl
He turned off from her quickly , and tl
left the house. A few. moments she si
stood , with a thoughtful countenance , siF
and Iier whole manner completely F
changed. Then she went to her room stOl
and commenced dressing to go out. Ol
Two hours later and we find her in the sc
jeweler's shop. ciai scci
"May I speak a word to you ? " she ai
said , addressing the owner , who knew tc
her very well. tlol
"Certainly , " he replied , and they ol
moved to the lower end of one of the
glass cases.
Mrs. Whitman drew from her pocket
lady's watch and chain , and laying
thorn on the glass case , said , at the n
same time holding out the bill she had jj
taken from the envelope addressed to
her husband :
'I can not afford to wear this watch ,
my husband's circumstances too
limited. : I tell you so frankly. It to
should never have"been purchased ; but
too indulgent husband yielded to the
importunities of a foolish young wife , tv
say this to take the blame from him. ai
Now , sir , meet the case , if 3 ou can do
in fairness to yourself. Take back
the watch and say how much I shall pay
3-ou beside. " "
The jeweler paused a little to think , p
The case tool : him a little by surprise.
3o stood for nearly a minute : then tak-
ng the bill and watch , he said , "Wait
i minute , " and went to a desk.
"Will that do ? "
He had come forward again , and now
Dresented her with the receipted bill ,
clis face wors a pleasant expression.
"How much have I to pay you ? "
isked Mrs. Whitman , taking out her
jocketbook.
" " he "The watch
"Nothing , replied ,
5 uninjured. "
"You have done a kind act , sir , "
said Mrs. Whitman , with a tremulous
roice. "I hope you will not think un
favorably of my husband. It's no
fault of his that the bill has not been
paid. Good morning , sir. "
Mrs. Whitman drew her veil over
acrface , and went with light step and
jght heart from the shop. The pleas-
are she had experienced on receiving
her watch was not to be compared
with that which she now felt in parting
svSth it. From the jewelers she went
; o the bootmaker's , and paid his bill ;
from thence lo her millener's , and set-
iled for her last bonnet.
"I know you're dying to see my new
Jress. " said Mrs. Whitman , gayly , as
she drew her arm within that of her
husband on his appearance that eve
ning. "Come up stairs and let me
jhow it. Come along ! Don't hang
back , Georjrc , as if you were afraid. "
George Whitman went with his wife
passively , looking more like a man on
liis way to receive a dreadful sentence
than in expectation of a pleasant sight.
His thoughts were bitter.
"Shall my wife become lost to me , "
he said in his heart "lost to me in a
world of folly , fashion and extrava
gance ? "
"Sit down , George , she said , leading"
him to a chair.
Her manner had undergone a change.
The brightness of her countenance had
departed , She took something in a bur
ied way from a drawer , and catching
up a footstool , placed it on the floor
near him , and sitting down , leaned upon
him , and looked tenderly and lovingly
into his face. Then she handed him tho
jeweler's bill.
"It is receipted , you see , " she said ,
and her voice fluttered a little.
"Marv ! how is this ? " he asked.
"What "does it mean ? "
"I returned the watch , " she replied ;
"and Mr. Rose receipted the bill. I
would have paid for any damage ; but
he said it was uninjured"and would not
take anything. "
"Oh , Mary ! " said her husband.
"And this is receipted also ; and
this , " she said , handing the other bills
which she had paid. "And now , dear , "
she added quickly , "how do you like
my dress ? Isn't it beautiful ? "
We leave to the reader's imagina
tion the explanations and the scene
that followed. If , however , any fair
lady , who , like Mrs. Whitman , has
been drawing too heavily on her hus
band's slender income , for silks and
jewels , is st a loss to realize the scene ,
let her try Mary's experiment ; and , our
word for it , she will find a new
and glad experience in life. Costly
silks and jewels may be very pleasant
things , but they are too dearly bought
when they come as the price of a hus
band's embarrassment , mental disqui
etude or alienation. Too often the gay
young wife wears thorn as the sign ot
these unhappy conditions. Tranquil
hearts and sunny homes are precious
things ; too precious 10 be burdened and
ciouded by weak vanity and love of
show. Keep this in mind , oh , ye fail-
ones , who have husbands in moderate
circumstances. Do not let your pride
and pleasure oppress them. Rich cloth
ing , costly laces , and gems , are poor
substitutes for smiling peacoand hearts
unshadowed by care. Take the lesson
and live by it , rather than offer another
illustration , in your own experience oi
the folly we have been endeavoring tc
expose and rcbuice.
Dan Rico anil the liowdics.
ever hear how Dan Hice got square
with the Troy thugs ; well , I'll tell you :
"Troy has yet the reputation of being
the toughest town in New York State ,
well , Dan Kice's show Avas mobbed
there one night , and the circusmen
were all vuite roughly handled. The
next day Dan telegraphed to his ad
vance ! agent to go back and bill Troy ,
the show would go back there again.
When the Troy rowdies saw the return
the show announced they smiled
grimly , and promised to demolish it en
tirety this time. In the meantime Ilicc
Went to New York and engaged 103
sluggers , regular short-haired brutes
who would ratlu.-r fight than cat , He
brought them to Troy with the show ,
the evening the tent was filled , but
there vvasn't a single lady in the entire
audience. Dan and his nundred pugi
lists ! scattered tlirogh the audience , and
had : the canvasmen ready to jump in at
the word , well , the show went along
all ] riglit until Dan was in the ring A
doing his fanou" act with his
blind horse. There was souicfchinp
thrown into the ring by one of the
spectators. That was enough. Dan
yelled < 'Hay , llube ! ' and those" hunderd
pugilists began their work in royal
style. 'Biff ! ' bang ! ' went their ponder- ,
ous blows right and left , and you could
see men falling in all directions. The
circusmen were soon into the melee ,
and how they did pulverize kthe Troy "
toughs ! It was four or five years before
the bad men of Troy ever tackled an-
other circus. " Milwaukee Sentinel.
Taken a Firm Stand.
Max knows a young woman who is
not afraid of her convictions. She
lives in a house where Methodism is the
prevailing creed. One day not long
since the dominie who has the care ol
the soms in that particular family camt
make a pastoral visit. After con
versing with the elder members of th (
family on their spiritual welfare , hf
turned to the young woman in questior
and said , with all unctuoiisness :
"And you , my dear daughter , an
you a child of God ? "
"No , doctor , " said the young woman , the
"lam an Episcopalian. " Buffalo E *
preas. re
| HYDROPHOBIA.
Tho Queer Antics of nLot ! of Chickens.
Tliat Were Bitten by a 3Iad Dos : .
Farmer Barker is a great lover of an
imals , says The Philadelphia News , and
in addition to the bob-tailed quadruped
> at helps to drag an antiquated plow-
ihare in summer and a bob-sled in win
ter , he is the owner of two.goats , a cow ,
three black-and-tan terriers , a gaunt
hound whose pedigree is not much lon
ger than his abbreviated tail. This
hourtd has s'm'ee puppyhood been ad
dicted to wandering about the surround
ing country , and his reputation for
peaceable behavior toward sheep has al
ways been bad. On the fifteenth of last
month the dog was chased out of
Haine's potato patch on the plank road ,
and it was observed then that the ani
mal was frothing at the mouth and
snapping , not oiily at passers-by , but
at every obstacle in its path.
Nothing particular was thought of
this at the time , but on the d-iy follow
ing the dog dashed into Barker's back
yard with bloodshot eyes , foamed fleck
ed jowls , and a howl that could be heard
for a quarter of a mile. Old man Bar
ker picked up a stake and tried to drive
the animal into its kennel , but the beast
refused to obey , and ran wildly around
the yard in a circle until it fell exhaust
ed against the pailing fence. Mr. Bar
ker is not a particularly well-read man ,
but he surmised that the dog was mad ,
and he so informed his wife , two grown
sons , and a couple of small children.
As a consequence the house was instant
ly barricaded and a council of war held.
It was decided that the best thing to do
would be to shoot the dog with an old
army musket that had lain in the garret
since the capture of Richmond. By
the time the gun had been brought
down stairs , oiled , and loaded , the
maddened animal had recovered , and
was dashing blindly around the yard
gain.
A window was lifted , aim was
t-vkcn , and the trigger pulled. There
was a tcrrilic explosion , and one of the
Darker bo-s was thrown on his back.
A great squawking in the chicken coop
followed the firing of the musket , and
twenty or thirty of the frightened birds
lew over the fence.
The dog did not appear to notice
1mm , but kept galloping on , snapping
at everything within reach . The chick-
BIIS could not get out of his way , and
at least half a dozen of them were
billed within five minutes. The rest
vere mangled badly , but as the dog's
econd paroxysm ended in : nother lit
pf exhaustion , the } ' had a chance to
'luddlc together long enough to permit
one of the Barker .bo\'S to come out of
he house and club"the mad dog to
death.
The Barker family being very matter-
) f-fact people , there was not much sen-
iment wasted cither upon tho. dead
lound or the dead chickens. The lat
er was plucked , drawn , anil made into
hicken pot-pie , and the lormer was
iiiried at the foot of a grapevine. The
njured chickens were drivi n back to
heir coop , and the Barker family re-
ired to bed without any other thought
han chicken for breakfast. In a week
he whole thing was forgotten , and
vould probably never have been
liought of again had not a most re-
uarkable phenomenon occurred.
About five o'clock last Saturday after
noon there was a great commotion in
the chicken-yard. Two gray pullets
were discovered flying blindly about ,
upsetting meal-pans , water-troughs , i
and playing old scratch generally. ! d
Very little attention was paid to this at '
first , but it kept up so long that Mrs.
Barker went to see if a fox had gotten
into the coop. No fox was found , but
the two pullets had been re
inforced by a matronly yellow hen
and three half-grown cocl. < . All of
them were pquaUing and flying and
running about the yard like mail. Mrs.
Barker called for her boys , and they
came from the house to enjoy the . - < ing-
alar spectacle. By that lime every
chicken in the } 'ard was in u most re
markable slate of excitement. Some
w
were tying on their backs flapping their ! ,
wings ; others were fighting imag'nary
foes , and others again were seemingly ' ,
bent on dashing out their brains against (
the fence. After awhile all the chick- ,
sns , except two of the cocks anil one
Df the gray pullets , quieted down.
These excited fowls continued to roll
about in the sand and give utterance to
the most unchickcnlike cries. Their
„
mouths were wide open , like chickens * "
with the pip , and their a.itics were so '
unnatural as to cause great merriment. -
This was kept up all Saturday after-
noon , and became noised about the j
neighborhood. Old Teddy Brown drove J
all the from , and Jtl
way up Frogtown on tl
his. way back stopped to to-I Dr. E. F.
Shriver , who visited the house on Sun-
j
day morning , and after a caoful exam fc
ination gravely announce I that the fcbi
chickens weresuffering iVom hydro- , bisi
phobia. Although this was scouted by ' sisi
si
physicians generally. Dr. SIriver was
positive that his diagnosis \ \ as correct. h
draught of air started tinpeculiar
antics , and the fowls refusi-d to drink
water. The strange behaior contin-
ued all day Sunday , and on Monday a tl
number ot persons visited the farm and
were promptly charged 10 cents to see
the chickens dance. C
A prominent physician was asked
this morning by a reporter whether
such a disease could exist in chickens.
The doctor laughed. "No , " said he.
"Hydrophobia could not exist in a gran- tl y
rverous animal. It is a malady peeu-
liar to omnivorous animals and affects
the carnivora proper more than any
other species. 1 can not imagine what gj
ails thoso chickens at Barker's. I saw
them yesterday , and I must confess 11
that I never was more astonished or ,
to
amused in my life. '
Piw
Count Brenner bought three pairs of re
American wild turkeys in 1880 , and let rem
them loose on his estate in'Austria. m
The number is now estimated at five a
hundred , and the count enjoys his G
shooting very much. hi
cr
crT
Several cheese factories in Chautau- ,
qua county , New York , have lately P (
been transformed into creameries for ing
manufacture of a butter of a high at
grade. Low profits in cheese is the srm
reason for the change. m
AN AFFECTING SCENE.
Tho Sermon .Tolm J > tbol Preached
from Ills 3 > catli-Bed.
The circumstances surrounding the
death of John Dubois , the father and
patron of this town , were veiy pathetic ,
and have left a deep impression on the
community , writes a Dubois ( Pa. , ) cor
respondent of Tfye Neiu York Sun ,
Although not an infidel , he had lived a
careless life. He seldom went to-
church , preferring to spend Sunday
walking about his mills or his fine farm
of one thousand acres. For a year or
more , however , his mind had been
inclined to religious matters. He did
not go to the preachers with his per
plexities. He read his bible and con
sulted with his lawyer about it His
lawyer was Hon. George A. Jenks , who
has just resigned tho assistant secre
taryship of the interior in order to keep
a promise to Mr. Dubois that he would
take the place of the latter as confiden
tial adviser to a young nephew who
gets the vast estate.
A few days before his death Mr. Du
bois sent for Rev. Mr. Bell , and , after
a long conversation with him , he was
baptized and received into the Presby
terian church. He immediately sent
for the heads of all the departments in
his works , and as many of the men as
could crowd into the sickroom , to the
number of about fifty. When they were
gathered he gave them such an exhor
tation as had never been heard before
in this region. He told them he was
dying and that if he had been well as
sured of his eternal welfare a week be
fore he would not be living to talk
to them. He could not let go life ,
lie said , until he got that question set
tled , and he urged them not to put it
off , as he had done. He was willing
now to die , but if it was the will of
providence that he should live one year
longer , he would not wish to take up-
"
"iis affairs again. He would put in
jvery day , he said , going about the
mills telling his men the great truth
; hat he had at length found out , and
trying to undo some of the evil his ex-
imple had wrought in his long lifetime.
His voice and brain was strong , al-
hough his body was wasted almost to
i skeleton , and he could scarcely sit up
n bed propped with pillows. The men ,
lad worked for him some ten , some
wenty , some thirty years. They were
ough , grizzly fellows from the logging"
camps and the mills , but there was not
dry cheek in the room as he talked to
hem and called them by name and
jade them good-by. Three days later
ie died. He was buried on his own
arm a short distance back of the house
vherc he had lived. He picked out the
spot himself. It is on the top of a
gently sloping hill , and overlooks his
mills and the town that he built. For
the three days between his death and
his funeral all hands in the town were
as idle as his own. Not a wheel turned
in any of the mills. Nobody did any
business in the stores. Three thousand a
people looked at him in his coffin and
walked behind it to the grave.
Although his works were divided up
into different departments , each under
its responsible head , he knew all of the
eight hundred men who , worked for T
him , and always spoke to them as cour
teously as if they were all millionaires aih
as well as himself. Some years ago. h
when times were dull and lumber fell w
to a low figure , the managers of his
works agreed that there must be a re
duction in the wages of the men. and
so told him. lie heard them through
and took the figures they had brought di
him , but made no decision. The next , .
dav he summoned them to mee * him
again , and said : a
"This will not do. I have examined re
the books at the store , and find tit ! it reTl
taixcs about all these men earn to buv TlB
necessaries for themselves and their
sn
families. If wo. must reduce wages I
will begin with vo : . who are better
Oi
paid. Say no more about it : I guess T
can stand a loss better than the men o\ .
can a reduction. " ,
>
Another Maine Snake Story. sti
Speaking of the venomous snake s'
at
which caused the horrible death of the *
.
little , bov who lived near Grand falls , a pi
short , time since , says The Lcwislon , Hi
Me. ) Journal , a Lewiston man vouches HiTl
for the truth of a similar occurrence in
,
ths eastern part of this state which se
came under his observation not long ce
ago. A young fellow who was a noted re
sportsman , always running about the dr
woods gunning and fishing , one day ke
about a month since took his fishing-rod es
and started for a brook trout where he ;
was wont to make his headquarters dur ce
ing the fishing-season. He tells the nc
story himself that about noon , the day th
being warm , he became thirsty and ra
stretched himself on1 ; on the bank of th
the trout brook and began drinking a to
cool draught from the clear pool just be ac
low a small waterfall. How the mis CO
fortune happened he can hardly explain , oc
but when in the very act of drinking he ca
sucked into his stomach a large water- 01
snake. al
It was with difficulty that he crawled ov
home anil obtained assistance of physi an
cians. His symptoms grew alarmingly de
serious soon after medical aid was sum deW
moned. The doctors did everything in bus
their power , but all their efforts only st
resulted in making the young man's wi
condition ( more critical. The snake st
nearly choked the young man to aeath stdi
several times by crawling back and sci
forth in his throat. The young man
was nearly dead , when his'friends ad
:
vised him as a last resort to go back to
the trout brook , lay down near the
water , and perhaps the gurgling of the wi
water brook might entice the water md
snake out of his1 stomach into his native he
haunts. The victim of this awful cal "I
amity thought the experiment only a
foolish chaiica for life , but he consented
it. He was carried to the brook and sai
placed .directly beneath a waterfall ab
whers the stream rushed down a steep , nu
rocky descent , making noise enough to fo !
wake a dozen snakes. He hadn't re 'Pi
mained by the water long before he felt 'Pim
motion of something in his stomach.
Gradually the sensation came higher and pe
higher , and the viper began slowly en :
crawling up the poor man's throat. rar
The water had won the victory , for the cd :
slimy reptile stuck its head out of the
poor man's mouth , saw the water rush
past , and leaped into the brook. An
attempt was made to capture the water- I
snake , but it WM unsuccessful. The de
man lives to-dav to tell the storv. fer
CITY AND COUNTRY BOYS.
- Ad vantages and Dis
Their RespectiveAd
advantages.
The half-grown boy and Ms cousin , ,
tho half-grown boy of the rural dis
tricts , are envious of each other , in- .
versely as tho square of the seasons , ,
as the'mathematicians would put it. For
instance , just now when the April show
ers are falling and the ilowers-aro com
mencing to bloom , the city boy sits la
the close school-rooms and1.wishes him- '
self out in the country where there is
good fishing in the little streams andi
where there are flowers in the woods-
showin themselves , and where there
are birds and a thousand other tilings
that lead to his enjoyment. The-coun-
trv boy is just as desirous of staying
where he is , for though he is in tho
countrv the whole year round , he is jus ?
aslad to live in the sunshine anc ?
among the flowers and green fields a.1
the city boy would be. No , ho dont
want any city mixed up with his lifn
when the charming spring weather
comes. But there is a time when ho
would like to be in the city ; when he-
plans and plans how he could get there
and what he would do if he were there.
This is when the summer work is over ,
and the chilling blasts of approaching
winter are felt. The country is a
drearv place in winter , and the boy
thinks that if only he could be fixed like
his city cousin he would bo supremely
happy. To tell the truth , the boy on
the farm has a hard time of it in win
ter. There is always a lot of work to
do which the older people seem to
think is just the thing for the boys , and
therefore they have to do it. True ,
they get some sleigh-rides and have a
little fun at school , but it is a dreary
time notwithstanding.
The city boy , if his parents are well-
to-do , has a great advantage in the
long run he has a long vacation in the
summer , and ho can go out and spend
it with his country cousin. He has
nothing to do , and if his parents are in
a position to live half and half , that is.
the winter in the city and the summer
in the country , he is pretty well pro
vided for. The country boy can't do
anything like that. He "has too much
to do in the winter to come into town
and have a good time , and he is a fort
unate boy if he can get a few days' visit
every year to the city.
The country boy , if he don't like farm
life , and not one-half of them do not
because they are indolent or anything
of the kind , for they will.work . hard
enough at what they do like will , in
course of time , drift away from the
farm and find himself clerking in a city
store or working in the shops , and hav
ing a much harder time of it than he
had on the farm. Yet you could not
get him to go back. He may like to
get out of town occasionally and see
the green fields , and fish in the streams
as he did when a boy , but a week or so
isci enough , and back he comes to the *
crowded city.
ciof Bo\s are very queer some way or I : .
other , and a really contented boy is'not
found at every turn of your elbow.
fcai is the rea > on , perhaps , why there
aiw so many discontented men "in the . .
world they are so because they did not >
have : things to suit them when they ;
were boys. 1'dtsburyh Chronicle-Tel
egraph.
Danger in the Streets of Paris. , , < ' ;
A Russian boy of 17 , named Alexar
der Shclthord , who is now attend *
,
M. Pasteur's laboratory , has met -
serious ; accident , writes a Paris
respondent of The London Telegi
The poor fellow was crossing'
Boulevard < St. Michel , when.Jie
suddenly knocked down By a a ,
. ,
which was driven past at great spec , .
One of the weels of the vehicle passed
over the boy's legs and he was taken
home insensible to his lodgings in the
Hue Gay Lussac. A man who was
struck subdenly in the breast by the
shaft of another cab , which was going
a headlong pace , fell down and was
picked j up dying. He had hardly been
placed : in a bed at the hospital ofx the
Hotel Dieu when he breathed his last.
These are further instances of the dan
ger of the Parisian streets.which do not
seem to have bae-n obviated by the re
cent enactments of the perfect of police
respecting the speed at which cabs are
driven and the distances they are to be
kept from the footpaths. The drivers ,
especially fie younger ones , often man-
ige to dodge the vigilance of the offi
cers of the law , ami they still indulge
not only in furious driving in some 'ol
the wider portions of the city , but in
racing for mere mischief's sake. Until
the Parian j&hus learn to drink less and
behave themselves better , manj
accidents which might be avoided were
common care exercised , are bound tc
occur. In addition to the more serious
cab accidents registered during the
crowded state of the
streets , there were
also some cases of persons being run
over by omr ibusses. An elderly woman
and her nephew were crossing the Hue
Rivoli near the Louvre , when thej
ivere both knocked down by the omni
that runs from the Orleans railway
station : to St. Philippe du Roule. The
wheels passed over the woman's
stomach , and she died almost imme-
liately. Her nephew only had some
scratches
Uronson Howard at a fancy BalL
Bronson Howard spoke of being
ivith George H. Boughton in London"
said that the last time he saw him
went to a ftincy ball at his house as
"Purity. "
"How could j-on dress such a part ? "
"Why , I wore & white dress suit"
said Howard. "Everythingwhite
ibout me , as I supp'osed , until j
nade my addresses to our host. 'Hel-
what are you ! ' said Bouo-hton
Purity , ' said I , proudly conscious oi
clean appearance. 'Yes. a'ndyou'r *
jone and lost your diameter with the
, ' was the quick rejoinder. Sure
nough ; wo had all been asked to write
autographs in a book as we enter-
the house , and I had unwittino-h
rotten a daub of ink on mv coaL' ?
York Star.
Eggs , according to an eminent French chi
cuisine , may be cooked In two hundred dif
ferent ways.