Met III" Mute.
One of the very few occasions on
which Rufus Choate, the famous
Amerilnn lawyer and statesman, met
his mntch whs when be was examin
ing one Dick Barton, chief mate of
the ship "Challenge." Choate bad
cross-examined him for over an hour,
hurling questions with the speed of a
rapld-flre gun.
"Was there a moon that nlghtf
"Yes. sir."
"Did you see It?"
"No. sir."
"Then how did you know there was
a moon?"
"The 'Nautical Almanac said so,
and I'll believe that sooner than any
' lawyer In the world."
"Be civil, sir. And now tell me In
what latitude and longitude you cross
d the equator?"
"Ah, you are joking."
"No, sir, I'm lu earnest, and I de
sire an answer."
"That's more that! I can give."
"Indeed. You a chief mate and un
able to answer so simple a question!"
"Yes, the simplest question I ever
was asked. I thought even a fool of
a lawyer knew there's no latitude at
the equator."
FloKKlnac n KnulUh Prison.
Flogging Is still allowed In English
prisons as a punishment for mutiny or
violence, but recently published statis
tics inn fce It doubtful whether even In
these extreme cases corporal punish
ment serves the purpose for which It
Is Intended. It is shown that since the
number of prison offenses for which
flogging was allowed was reduced lu
1898, the number of offenses against
prison discipline has decreased from
147 to 131 per 1,000 prisoners, while
there has been an Increase In the num
ber of thoRe offenses for which the
"cat" is still the penalty.
"C'Hnttlnit" Recollectlona.
"I'll slap that reporter," growled old
Weston Nurox over the morning pa
per. "Why. popper," replied his daughter,
who had her coming-out reception the
night before. "I thought he wroe me
up real nice."
"But he spake of ye as wearln some
soft cllngin' material, an' that reminds
me too much o' the time I was tarred
and feathered out In Montanny."
Kansas City Post.
Flrat Hint of the Truth.
"When did you first become acquaint
ed with your husband?"
"The first time I asked him for
money after we were married." Los
Angeles, Cal., News,
INTERESTING CONTEST.
Hea.Tr Coat of Unpaid Poatnaje.
One of the most curious contests
ever before the public was conducted
by many thousand persons under the
offer of the Postum Cereal Co., Ltd., of
Battle Creek, Mich., for prises of 31
boxes of gold and 300 greenbacks to
those making the most words out of
the letters Y-I-O-Grape-Nuts.
The contest was started In February,
1900, and It was arranged to have the
prizes awarded on April 30, 1906.
When the public announcement ap
peared many persons began to form
the words from these letters, some
times the whole family being occupied
evenings, a combination of amusement
and education.
After awhile the lists began to come
In to the Fostum Ofllce and before long
the volume grew until it required wag
ons to carry the mail. Many of the
contestants were thoughtless enough
to send their lists with ' Insufficient
postage and for a period It cost the
Company from twenty-five to fifty
eight and sixty dollars a day to pay
the unpaid postage.
Young ladles, generally those who
had graduated from the high school,
were employed to examine these lists
and count the correct words. Webster's
Dictionary was the standard and each
list was very carefully corrected ex
cept those which Ml below 8,000, for
It soon became clear that nothing be
low that could win. Some of the lists
required the work of a young lady for
e solid week on each Individual list.
The work was done very carefully aud
accurately, but the Company had no
Idea, at the time the offer was made,
that the people would respond so gen
erally and they were compelled to fill
every available space lu the offices
with these young lady examiners, and
notwithstanding they worked steadily,
It. was Impossible to complete the ex
amination until Sept. 29, over six
months after the prizes should havo
been awarded.
This delny caused a grent many in
quiries and naturally crented some dis
satisfaction. It bus been thought best
to make tills report in practically all
of the newspapers in the United States
and many of the magazines in order to
make clear to the people the condi
tions of the contest.
Many lists contnlned enormous num
bers of words which, under the rules,
had to be eliminated "Pegger" would
count 'Toggers" would not. Some lists
contained over .50,000 words, the great
majority of which were cut out The
largest lists were chocked over two and
In some cases three times to Insure
accuracy.
The $100.00 gold prize was won by
L. D. Reese. 1227 15th St., Denver,
Colo., with 0041 correct words. The
highest $10.00 gold prize went to S. K.
Fraser, Lincoln, Pa., with 0921 correct
words.
A complete list of the .T41 winner
with their home addresses will be sent
to any constant enquiring on a postal
curd.
lie sure and give name and address
clearly.
Tills contest has cost, the Co. ninny
thousand dollars, anil probably has not
been a profitable adverti.-eineiit, never
tholes, perhaps some who had never
before tried Grape-Nuts food have
been Interested In the contest, and
from trial of the food have been shown
Its wonderful rebuilding power.
It tenches In a practical manner that
scientifically gathered food element
con be selected from the Held grains.
which nature will use for rebuilding
the nerve centers nud brain In a way
thnt Is unmistakable to twrn of Grape
Nuts. "There's a reason."
Pottuiu Ctrol Co., Lt !., Uattlt Creek, Mich
WHEN MY BOY COMES
When tli night Is dark, and the cold winds blow
And the starless sky hangs dull and gray,
Then a light gleams out with n ruddy glow,
The shadows pass, and the gloom gives way,
When my boy comes whistling home.
High the sound, and clear as a blackbird's note,
Mellow and round as a robin's trill.
As sweet as the tune from a skylark's throat.
Cleaving Its way through the silence chill
As my boy comes whistling home.
Or "rag time" or sonnet, ballad or psalm,
It matters not what the theme may be.
Reeking with mischief, or solemn and calm,
It carries Its message straight to me,
When my boy comes whistling home.
TIs a sign unfailing. With conscience free
And an unstained soul he fares along,
For guilt would smother the rollicking glee,
Deception wither the happy song.
But my boy comes whistling home.
Oh, never was music that could compare
(No sound of chant In cathedral old,
Nor thunder of organ, nor choir rare)
With this, as my boy, with his heart of gold,
To his mother conies whistling home.
Ulallkiiahkllatoa
If. Trtht, f'nruttilrc tilimcv WHS
A ninilu fmm mines, and was still
coming out of mines in a golden
stream. From "Old John s point or
view this was n very pleasant fact. In
deed. Mrs. Oarstalrs was enabled to
shine lu all the brilliance of New York
seasons and Newjtort Indolence.
But Frances, embellished with nil
that Parisian costumes and the skill of
French maids could jsisslbly add to the
beauty of her graceful figure, and the
witchery of her wnvy brown hair and
deep brown eyes, had grave doubts as
to the unalloyed desirability of this
wealth. For there was Dick to be con
sidered. Dick was not rich : not exactly poor,
but certainly not rich. Anil when one
Is wealthy and beautiful and 21. and
when one's mother thinks It Is time to
consider one's marriage, and so many
youths with all the necessary bank
notes and bonds have expressed their
adoration aud been refused; and all
this with the result that one's mother
Is becoming Impatient, while Dick Is
the only one that will suit but Is not
rich ; naturally the problem assumes se
rious proportions.
Of course, Dick was also a doubter.
To keep himself at all cheerful he had
day dreams of becoming suddenly
wealthy and boldly demanding Frances
hand from "Old John." Frances, from
a comfortable and becoming position ou
"I'M off on the last trail."
Dick's shoulder, would agree that such
an event "would bo perfectly lovely."
"But how are you going to muko lt
happen, Dick, dear?"
Now that was just what Dick didn't
know himself.
Then came a time when Mrs. Cnr
Btairs' coming softly into Frances' room
at night Introduced another factor into
un ulready perplexing problem.
"Frances, dear, it la time you were
thinking of marrying and having a
home of your own."
"I suppose so, mother."
"Now, of course, Frances, I can qplre
understand all this foolishness and sen
timent about Dick Leigh. It Is all very
well for a young girl just out of school,
bat when a girl comes to your age,
Frances, she must look at things sens
ibly." Mrs. Carstairs continued: "I will
admit Dick Is a very line young man,
ard I have no doubt would make a
model husband. But my dear, he has
so money and Is never likely to have.
You must forget all about this boy-and-glrl
affair. Several young men of ad
mirable character and with the neces
sary means to make you happy have
spoken to your father, and we expect
you to make a choice before long."
"Yes, mother," almost inaudibly
from the cushions.
The new developments In the case
having been tearfully reported to Dick,
that young man was more perplexed
than ever, but could offer no advice ex
cept to wait for a while. The "wait
ing" lasted for nearly three months,
until Mrs. Carstairs announced to
Frances that her hand had been prom
ised to Mr. Wyndhain, whose money
was also obtained from mines.
"My dear, It Is now March, and since
Mr. Wyndham as well as your father
and I would like you to be married
quietly at your country house I have
fixed the date for September."
After a short pause she continued:
"Now, Frances, I have given Dick
Leigh to understand that you are en
gaged to Mr. Wyndham ami are to be
married In September, and he has, I be
lieve, left the city for the west this
morning. I expect. Francos, to hear
nothing more about this old love affair.
If I do you will regret It."
She swept out with the full conscious
ness and pride of victory. I!ut as she
departed Frances' maid now came w ith
a letter from Dick. Kanru of endear
ing epithets and -arcsi;ig phrases, the
letter said that lie was oil' b the -ve-t.
the land of mines, ami was deionr.inod
that "a mine will soon be mine, and
then you shall be mine again. Always
und forever thine. 1 ick."
Frames Kpmt an hour In reading
those portions of the letter which we
have omitted, and then plunged into tint
delights of shopping with her mother,
for Dick would llml his mine ami she
might as well prepare for the wedding
now, and while her mother shopped
with Mr. Wyndham )u in I ml, bhe could
feel It was for Dick.
WHISTLING HOME.
Such Implicit confidence In Dick was
flattering, but It was doubtful if such
faith In his abilities reposed In his own
mind. Equipped with prospector's
pack and guide, he arrived at the little
hotel near the Carstairs mine. He de
cided to explore the country five miles
to the north of "Old John's" mine, and
so Informed a miner who had struck
up an easy western acquaintance with
him.
"Prospect them there hills to the
north. Why, by the six-shooter of Mo
ses, yer crazy, pardner."
"Why?" demanded the crestfallen
Dick.
"There ain't no gold rocks there,
naw, not even good buildin' stone. A
man's plumb leery-eyed foolish to pro
spect them hills. Better strike a Job
workln' In the mines for Old John Car
stairs. Yer a chunky looking speci
men, pnrd, and $3 a day's good pay.
Come In," with a perk of his dirty
inumn over His shoulder. "Come in,
pardner, the drlnk'll be on me."
It was not long before Dick discov
ered that he couldn't tell cold ore from
a macadam roadway, and decided to
take the advice of his hospitable friend
witu the thirst. Working In the mines
he would learn enough about ores to
continue his prospecting trip. There
fore, lt cume about thnt Dick Leigh
some time suitor for the hand or Fran.
ces, was wielding the pick In her fa
ther s mine.
Dick spent nil his Idle time wander
ing about the property adjacent to the
carstairs mine, nnd discovered one day
that it had been staked out as a claim
Bill, the friendly miner with the thirst,
Hastened to renssure him.
"Don't you worry, pardner, you aln
lost nothln. I knows all about that
there claim, for I've broken more'n one
hammer tinkerlu' round them rocks
and by the broncho of 'Bimelich, there
no gold on the top of that claim, Naw
nor ror n long trail down Into the
ground neither. But, pardner, yer o
good friend of mine, I like yer ways
d'ye see, aud I'll tell yer what'll be be
tween yeswJA .-wid me. 'Old John's
mine," lowering his voice cautiously,
is likely to have a vein run down un
derneath that there new claim."
"Well, then," said Dick, "we are too
late."
"Naw, nary n bit 'Taln't likely any
thing will happen for three or four
months yet, and they'll get enough of
that claim 'fore then."
This conversation occurred In late
April, when men were boring In the
new claim. There was excitement In
the camp, however, when it was ru
mored that some paying ore had been
struck. It was later announced that
Wyndham, the mine owner, was talk
lug of buying the property as soon as
an official assay of the ore had been
made.
These were bitter days for poor Dick.
Old Bill would reassure him In bis
hours of despondency. "That there ore
won't assay worth a floor-scrubber's
cuss yer'll see."
Even Bill was nonplused by the later
news, that the ore had assayed remark
ably rich and that there was a rush to
buy. "1 don't see how lt hnpjicned.
That there assayer must be gone luny.
I saw some of that ore myself und lt
ain't worth a quid of chewed baccy."
CIIAPTEIt II.
The great event of the mining season
was the collapse of the Wyndham Min
ing Company. The mine bad not proved
as rich as the assay had shown. In
fact, as old Bill had ald, "it warn't
worth much more'n good buildin'
stone." The bankruptcy of Wyndham
provided good "copy" for the New
York and Chicago "yellows," which ir
regularly reached the camp. Dick
read to Bill with great Inward satisfac
tion the news that the engagement of
Miss Carstairs and Mr. Wyndham had
been broken off by Mrs. Carstairs, on
account of Wyndham's disastrous fail
ure. There came a day when Bill no long
er went to the mine, but tossed nliout
in the delirium of fever. The young
doctor toid Dick that "it was Just
drink. Constitution wrecked by liquor,
lie won't last very long."
Dick nui-M'd him as carefully as be
could. lne hot night Dick was sitting
by the bedside of old Fill, who was ly
ing in a si mj h . lie was reading a let
ter from Frances, which had been mit
rcplHioiisly written mid dispatched.
Suddenly Fill woke up and turning
painfully, gai'.od nt, Dick.
Dick, (dd pardner, I'm off on the
last trail. It's time for nie to pull
stakes, y' see. Y've been a good pnl,
Dick, all right and I'm sorry to leave
yer. But 'fore I go. I'll tell yer to
watch the north end of the mine. And
In the old box, yer'll find a packet
'dressed to the old mother lu Wiscon
sin." lie pau-ed for breath as Dick
supported his head and wet hU lips
with the medicine. "I'll surety send lt
on to her." said Dick.
"Thanks, pardner, yer were always;
a good pnl. So long pard watch the
north end. The vein may run"
The rest of the sentence was lost In
a mutter as old Kill crossed the great
divide.
Bill's mate In the mine all attended
the simple funeral and erected a rough
cross at the head of the grave.
The days passed Into weeks and Dick
worked on In the Cnrstlrs mine. The
machinery on the Wyndham property
still lay Idle, a monument to hasty
Judgment The whole story of the fail
ure was now known. The original
owners of the claim had followed the
assayer'a clerk who was carrying sam
ples of ore to the assay office. Finding
him asleep, with the ore In a leathern
bag under his pillow, they forced the
sharpened point of a syringe through
the leather and sprayed the sample of
ore with chloride of gold.
Toward the end of August Dick was
working lu tl north of the Cnrstnlrs
mine, lie was feeling particularly de
spondent, and was considering leaving
the mine, drawing the few thousand he
bad left In the bank at Chicago and
again going back to the humdrum of a
Wall street clerkship. He was wielding
his pick almost automatically, scarcely
heeding where he struck.
A new deep vein of gold ore had beeu
laid bare for some minutes before he
was aware of the fact. Then he dro
ped his pick and groping on hands and
knees he carefully examined the vein.
A few more strokes of his pick and he
hnd grnsied the situation.
Carefully covering up the vein again
he worked hard for n few minutes
breaking up worthless rock with his
pick and carrying It over to the new
vein. Piling rock painstakingly upon
It he worked away till the bell rang
for the end of the eight-hour shift The
cage seemed to Dick to be crawling up
to the top, and when it had deposited
Its' load on the surface he hurried to
his tent Dressing himself In the rnl
ment of former days he hired a "buck
board" and drove off to the town.
"Beckon young Dick must be going
to see a gal over to Charvllle," remark
ed an astonished spectator.
"Naw, he don't go anything on gals,"
commented SI, the saloonkeeper. "He's
more likely goln over after some books
or magerzeeus. He's a queer cuss, Is
Dick."
Dick further astonished the mining
community by quitting work at the
mine.
"Allers thought yer'd quit," senten
tlously remarked Si. "yer ain't the pick
and shovel sort But It's been good ex
perience for yer. Better come Into the
s'loon, I need a new hand ami yer'd be
husky enough to keep the boys
straight."
Dick reported thnt he needed a rest
nnd change and was going away In a
few days.
But It was many days before be left
For the next day the management of
the Carstairs mine discovered thnt
their latest nnd richest vein ran
straight through Into the abandoned
Wyndham property. "Old John" made
haste to buy, but was Informed that
the deeds of the land were In the pos
session of one ltlchnrd Leigh of New
York, who had bought the abandoned
machinery a few days previously for
some thousand dollars and had had the
deeds of the property thrown In.
"Old John was wise and as yet
scarcely any one had been allowed to
hear of the new vein. Ills agents np
proached Dick and offered him on ex
tra thousand for the machinery nnd
land. Dick dismissed them with tho
Information that he would scak to
Old John himself. That elderly mine
owner was much surprised thnt Dick
hnd Inside Information as to the vein
and that Dick was further prepared to
begin mining oiM'rations himself.
It was nboftt a month after the new
mining firm of Carstairs, Leigh & Co.
had beeu lm-oriKirnted that Frances,
from her old position on Dick's shoul
der, wns talking over old times.
"And I said you would find the mine
didn't I, Dick, dear?"
"Of course you did, Frances," nn
swered the man of mines, "mine at lust
by a mine." Canadian Graphic.
TEA DRINKING IN ENGLAND.
Cns Were Small When Conlenta of
Twenty-live Wert Drunk I)nll.
That Great Britain stands at the
head of all the kingdoms of the earth
In Its consumption of tea, Its record
standing at about six pounds a head
per annum, should surprise none who
has noted for himself tho tea drink
ing prowess of the inhabitants of the
United Kingdom. English, Scotch,
Irish and Welsh they till seem so In
dlssolubly wedded to their cup of ten
that It requires a painful stretch of tho
Imagination to picture a time wheu
they were tealess. Vet statistics show
that It is only within the last 2.10 years
or bo that Englishmen havo been tea,
drinkers that is to say, only u matter
of some eight generations since the
fragrant beverage was first known to
them. Before that ule was the iopu
lar drink. The tea drinking habit, it
is interesting to note, brought in Its
train a long list of Innovations tho
teacup, for Instance, seems to have
been much smaller than that of to-day.
Otherwise the feats of the famous tea
bibbers of literature Bishop Burnet,
with bis tweuty-tive cups lu a morn
ing, and the monumental Dr. Johnson,
who said of himself that he was "a
burdened and shameless tea drinker,"
whose kettle "had hardly time to cool,"
would have been impossible. It seems
to have been a common custom in tho
early part of the eighteenth century to
drink tea three or four times a day
and ten or twelve cups at a sitting, a
practice which would have been ac
companied by an im-oin enienl degree
of personal tension if the cups luid
been as large .is they me now. Tim
infusion, too, w:is much weaker than
Is palatable to modern taste. Tea
spoons had to be Invented as well as
teacups, and wire nt tiist made with
perforated bowls nud long, olntoo
stems, ami nt one time cups were num
bered, to Insure each member of a tea
drinking party getting back his own)
cup each time the ten was renewed.
New York Tribune.
Every railroad man nays every other
railroad1 uiau has a mighty easy time.
o4 Veicc
Worth
$ MOOpOO
" kmvino mw "
rarf um su ny retire
When announcement Is made that
Pattl, whom her admirers acclaim as
the Diva of the world," Is alsiut to
retire, to take her farewell of the con
cert room, lt Is Instantly met with an
Incredulous smile. There Is an Inclina
tion also to Illustrate the smile by re
telling ttie fable of the boy and the
wolf. But this time, assurance comes
from England, the great soprano really
Intends to retire from public life.
Thousands of persons In both hemi
spheres have heard the Diva sing, and
they have paid millions of dollars for
tho privilege. A rough and perhaps In
adequate estimate of Pattl's earnings
during the Inst half century credits her
with having realized about $.1,500,000.
In this connection It Is significant to
note that the sopranq has not been
heard In public every year, and In the
MADAME PATH,
As they appeared at the
United States not at all during one
stretch of two decades,
Adellna Pattl Is so truly a remark
able womau and artist that she actu
ally rises superior to criticism. She
Is, In fact, a iersonage. There may
have been greater sopranos In the last
fifty years Indeed capable critics have
said so but the uames of these great
ones are known principally to the elect,
while Tattl remains "the queen of
eong." Singing at prices which would
Impoverish an Indian prince, Pattl be
came a popular Idol. Those who paid
the money to hear her always Insisted
It was worth the money j those who
could not afford to do so took their re
venge In suylng smart things about the
Diva, even unfavorably criticising her.
Although she was born In Madrid
and raised In New York, Pattl has al
ways been an Italian. She simaks with
equal facility Italian, French, Spanish,
German, Russian . and English no
small accomplishment in Itself. The
Italian tongue Is her favorite. Once In
describing her cosmopolitan sympa
thies she remarked, "I love the Italian
InnguHge, the American people, the En
glish country and my Welsh home."
Born in 1843, Puttl enme, with her
parents, her half-brothers nnd her sis
ters, to New York while she was still
a very little girl. Even then she had a
remarkable voice. It was about this
time ltlchnrd Grant White first saw
ber. Ho described her as "a slender,
warthy, bright-eyed little girl In short
skirts, who ran Into tho room and
chirped at her mother, and ran out of
It caroling as she went through the
jiassageway." He asked her mother,
Madame Barlll Pattl, if the little girl
promised to be a singer like her sis
ters, and for answer the child, sitting
on tho knee of the critic, sang a little
Italian air with a naivete aud charm
which left an Impression be never for
got She was only 7 years old when,
In 1850, she appeared before the public
tor the first time.
Met-rlved SR.OOO a. Klicht.
After Pattl returned, In 1W, from
her European triumphs, owing to the
competition of Henry Abbey, the Amer
ican Impresario, .Maplesou was obliged
to raise her salary from $1,000 a night
to $1,000, and finally to $5,000 a night,
a sufii provlously unheard of In the
annals of opera. It was also agreed
that the diva should be paid at 2
o'clock of the day she was to sing.
During the last twenty live years
Tnttl has never sung lu public for less
than $."i,imk ii night, paid in advance.
One matinee concern in Boston netted
ber $V!!i,", and ber share for three sr-
fornjuuecs In one week was $2ii,Mi."i. No
tory of Pattl's career Is complete with
out reference to' the llnnucluj side. Her
tory Is one Balzac would have delight
d to have written, la-cause lt deals
so rgely with vast sums of money,
But lu his day It would have beeu dlf-
flcnlt for even his lively Imagination to
conceive of a singer actually acquiring
by ber voice so great a sum as $:?,M)0,
000, He would have felt It nn exagger
ation so obvious as to he Impossible,
even to a flctlonlst.
Pattl made her first regular appear
ance on the stage as Lucia In Donizet
ti's opera. In New York, on Nov. 24,
fK"8. She was then only 10 years old.
Her voice at that time was described
as a flute-like, flexible soprano, which
she delivered with purity and managed
with great skill and taste. Her capa
bilities were at once recognized, and
the great future promised her by her
critics has been amply fulfilled.
King Edward VII., as Prince of
Wales, always one of her most devoted
admirers, first heard her sing In the
Academy of Music In this city, In the
fall of 1800. The oiera was "Martha"
and the young Prince was charmed.
The next year she went to England and
made her London debut as Amlna In
"La Romnnmbuln," at Covent Garden
Theater. After that metropolitan ap
pearance the young soprnno'a fame was
assured. The next morning all Europe
rang with praises for the new prima
donna from America. For the next
twenty years she remained abroad,
singing In England. France and Russia.
While abroad Pattl made her first
matrimonial venture. In 1808 she wa
married to the Marquis de Caux, but
continued her operatic career. She took
BARON CK0ERSTROM,
time of their marriage In 1808.
St Petersburg by storm, and the Hus
sions took up a subscription of 100
rubles and presented her with a dia
mond necklace. She purchased her
magnificent estate In Wales, Cralg-y-Nos,
In 1878, after she separated from
the Marquis. She obtnlued a divorce
In 1885 and the following year married
Ernest Nlcollut, the tenor singer whose
very pleasant voice was much marred
by an Insistent tremolo. Nleollnl died
In Junuary, 1898, and In January, 1809,
Madame Pattl made ber third venture
In matrimony,, this time being united
to the Bnron Cederstrom, a young Swe
dish nobleman who hnd become a nat
uralized Englishman and whose years
at that time were exactly half those of
his bride.
Pattl's castle at Crnlg-y-Nos is one
of tho show places In Wales. Tho house
and grounds were fitted without refer
ence to expense. A prlvnte theater Is
one of the Interesting apartments In
the castle, aud there the great soprano
has been heard sing even comic songs
for the entertainment of ber guests.
To see Pattl at home Is to see the gen
erous side of her character; to see her
demanding $5,000 for a public appear
ance Is to see her undoubted business
side.
Tnkea Tare of Voice.
The grent dlvn's voice has been kind
ly used by time. One reason for the
fact that It has remained with ber so
long Is her lifelong habit not to slug
when she Is tired. Consequently, as
she has aptly put It. she Is never tired
w1kii she sings, and no abnormal strain
Is, placed upon her vocal cords. She Is
no believer In diet, but never eats or
drinks any food that Is either too hot
or too cold, and she has always been
careful to avoid Indigestion, which, she
claims, has prematurely rulued many
singing voices.
A Cupful of Wind.
The origin of the phrase, "A capful
of wind," can n traced to u Norso
king, Eric VI., who died lu 1M7 A. D,
lie was credited with tho useful swer
of directing the wind to blow where he
wished by the simple method of turn
lug Ids cap to that olnt of the com
pass. Ills Miwers were much appreel
a led uud trusted ami resulted lu Ids
being known as "w indy cap." There- i
So evidence as to whether lie could reg
ulate the force of the wind as well 114
the direction. Presumably he cou'd, or
his faithful believers would not have
been so many. A "bagful of wind" Is
another common expression and Indi
cates something like a gale. Th's has
been trai.d down to the classical leg
end of Aeolus niul his captive winds)
confined in bags.
No trouble to ralso boys; but girls
must have their hair combed and weai
white dresses. And white dresses dou'l
do a thing to the washing.
'
0LD
FaVotite
IKS aW
mWineiWMM
The Relief a' UnrWnow,
O that last day of Lmknow fortt
We knew that It war the last I
That the enemy's lines crept surely on,
And the end was coming fast.
To yield to that foe meant worse thao
death ;
And the men and we all worked on;
It was one dny more of smoke and roar.
And then It would all be done.
There wan one of us, a corporal's wife,
A fair, young, gentle thing,
Wasted with fever In the sieire,
And her mind was wandering.
She lay on the ground, In her Seottlsr
plaid,
And I took her head on my knee;
"When my father conies hnme frae the
plough," she snld,
"Oh 1 then please wauken me."
She slept like a child on her fathor's floor,
In the flocking of woodbine shade,
When the house dog uprawl by the open
door,
And the mother's wheel Is stayed.
It was smoke and roar and powder-stench,
And hopeless waiting for death :
And the soldier's wife, like a full-tired
child,
Seemed scare to draw her breath.
I sank to sleep; and I had my dream
Of nn English village lane,
And wall and garden but one wild
scream
Brought me back to the roar again.
There Jessie Brown stood listening
Till a sudden gladness broke
All over her face; and she caught my
hand
And drew me near as she spoke:
"The HielandersI O, dinna ye hear
The slogan far awa?
The McGregor's O, I ken It weel 5
It's the grandest 0' them a' !
"God bless the bonny HielandersI
We're saved I we're saved 1" she cried i
And fell on her knees; ami thanks to God
Flowed forth like a full flood-tide.
Along the battery line her cry
Had fallen among the men,
And they started back tbey were there
to die;
But was life to near them, then?
They listened for life; the rattling fire
. Far off, aud the far-off roar,
Were all ; and the colonel shook his head
And they turned to their guns once
more.
But Jessie said, "The slogan's done;
But winna ye hear It noo,
The Campbells are com In'? It's no
dream ;
Our succors hae broken through!"
We heard the roar and the rattle afar,
But the pipes we could not bear ;
So the men plied their work of hopeless
war,
And knew that the end was near.
It was not long ere It made its way
A thrilling, ceaseless sound;
It was no noise from tho strife afar,
Or tho sappers under ground, ,
It was the pipes of the Highlanders I
And now they played Auld Lang Syne 1
It came to our men like the voice ol God,
And they shouted along the line.
I
And they wept, and shook one another!
hands).
And the women sobbed In a crowd ;
And every one knelt down where he stood,
And we all thanked God aloud.
That hnppy time, when we welcomed
them,
Our men put Jessie first,
And the general gave ber his hand, and
cheers
Like a storm from the soldiers burst.
And the piper's ribbons and tartar
streamed,
Marching round and round our line;
And our joyful cheers were broken witb
tears.
As the pipes played Auld Lang Syne.
B abort Traill Spence Lowell.
PICKPOCKETS OF LONDON.
Tbla la Declared to lie a. Mlanomer
Cutnurae the Word.
The speclnl notice, printed In unus
ually largo letters, which now warns
people In some of the tube lifts to bo
ware of plckiwckets suggests that lt '
time to revive tho term "cutpurse,"
which would be much more appro
priate to these days of banging buga
und no pockets, says the London Chioiv
lcle. In the sixteenth century our vo
cabulary was far richer than It Is eow
In terms of this kind, eseclally th
thieves' own vocabulary. With them a
"hoyster" was a pickpocket, and a
"nupper" was a plckpurse or a cut
purse. To "syft" was to rob a shop
or a house; and to "shave," nccordlns
to on old account of these matters, was
to "take a cloak, a sword, n silver
spoon, or such like thnt Is negligently
looked unto." Most of these words were
once to be found at Smart's Quay in
a legend written over a house of plck
pockets an original Fagln's den:
"SI sple sjiorte, si uon sple, tune
etonle. ,
"SI sple, si non sple, hyste, nyppe,
lyfte, 6have nud spare not"
With the history of the highway rob
bery of centuries behind us, we. should
not feel surprised nt the passive atti
tude of the robbed toward the robber
In the recent California outrage. Whu
has ever heard or wished to hear of tho
traveler who showed so little sense of
romance ns to resist the chnrmliig de
mauds of a liohln Hood, a Claude Du
val, or a Dick TurplnV To follow pre
cedent, we should nt once write a bal
lad about the California masked vil
lain and bund him down to posterity
as the last Hash of chivalry In a pro
saic ngc. The principal cause of such
adulation has always been tho person
ality of the man himself, full of that
mlxturo of humor, daring, courtesy und
resiKHt for women that turned hltu
from a common thief into a "geutlonmu
of the road."
Mules are abused a great deal, but
farmers say young mules pre easier
broken than young horses.