AT SEA.
I watch the white sells as they spread
Their wlnsra. like birds set free:
And some o'er distant waves will glide.
Some in the wished for haven bide.
And some bo lost at sea.
And thus, upon Life's changeful main.
While Hope san? merrily,
full many a bark from off the strand
We launched with eager heart and hand,
Nor dreamt of loss at sea.
But were there treaoherous rocks and shoals
All, all unknown to theef
It matters not the heart doth know
That cruel storm hath sunken low
The venture out at sex
Mayhap It was no costly freight.
Though rich to you or me;
And Memory, as the days go by.
Still eounteth o'er with tearful eye
Her treasures lost at sea.
Ah. well, thoxe is a haven sweet
Where shipwrecks cannot be:
Sad hearts, who sit in patient pain,
There shall ye gather back again
Much that was lost at sea.
Lucy K. Fleming, in Harper's Bazar.
A. MEMBER OF THE CLUB.
BT JAMES KSAPP REEVK.
ICoryright. 1634. by the Author.
CSJOU may remem
ber that when
the Old Beau
was telling ine
that (jhastly
story of The
M an Who
YC? u.1 7 started a Grave-
tion something'
about Bobby
Nichols havinir
V V-- , gone wrong
througn piung
ing too heavily
on the club's race course. I was
anxious to get this story out of him
next, for 1 fancied it might be rather
dramatic Hut when I suggested that
he tell me more about it, he drew away
from the subject.
"Look here, young man," he said.
severely, "no human institution is per
fect. The liability to err occurs with all
men. The club has been no exception
to this universal rule, but we do not
care to dwell on our mistakes. That
which is done, is done. We acknowl
dge that the race course and the Boo
ty Nichols episodes were our mistakes.
But let them rest"
."Now, i do not think that a man
should give vou the hint of a story un
less he intends to tell you the whole of
it, especially when there seems to be
the spice of a scandal about it. How
ever, I know I shall get it out of him
come time and it is just as well to
have a good thing or two in reserve.
So I will wait patiently.
We were sitting in the card-room, and
had been playing cribbage. But the
points had run so steadily in my favor
that my antagonist fiually yawned and
pushed the board impatiently away
Then, evidently feeling that he had
been a trine rude, ana to a guest a
matter of which the Old Beau could
rarely be accused, for he was the most
punctilious of men and desiring to
make immediate and ample amend, he
asked me if I would join him in the
supper-room over a bird and a bottle.
It was not these things that tempted
me, but I guessed he would be in the
"mood to talk, and that I should hear
something worth the hearing.
As we passed through the billiard'
room I saw a man garbed iq the cas
sock of a priest, bending over one of
the tables and deeply engaged upon his
play. It was not the frock a'.one
strange, though, that was in such a
place that riveted my attention. But
the face and physique of the man were
6trong. This is but a brief description.
But 1 will let it stand as I have written
it, because if this simple statement
does not convey the meaning I intend)
no words of mine can make you under-
etand.
My companion paused for a. moment.
waiting until the player had finished
his shot and looked up from the table.
Then my attention was divided be
tween two things one, the awful scar
that disfigured the whole left side of
tbe man's face and neck. How one
could have received such a mark, and
lived, was the instant question in any
mind. But there was another thing
which took my mind from this. When
vheir eyes met, the Old Beau bowed
with more cordial ceremony than
had ever seen him use toward any ther
man and a smile of exquisite sympathy
passed between thd'two.
"There," said the Old Beau, when we
were fairly seated, meeting and an
swering the question that my eyes
asked, "there is a man. And this
thing of which I am about to tell you.
was a deed."
lie paused, as if to End words fit for
the telling of it. And when he had
chosen them he went on slowly, speak
BEC A.U6B I LIKE TO SEE
EKT."
HUMAW MIS-
ing in a low monotone, and reverently,
as if in the presence of the deed itself:
-It was one night in August The
day had been infernally hot, and the
night came on worse than the day had
been. Finding comfort nowhere, I had
trolled down into the lower portion of
the city, where the poor are huddled
together like rats perhaps because I
like to see human misery, and wretch
edness, and squalor. I had heard an
alarci of fire and saw the engines rush
ing past me. but until I had turned
into II street I did not know the
coi ilagration was so near. It was
ebciff that he'was not certeln.of Ms
n f n n n
tenement house fire. A great hiva
swarming with human beings had al
ready become a mass of leaping flame.
So much headway bad been made that
the force could do little but confine the
fire to the building in wtiich it had
started, and let it burn itself out there.
The great heat of the night, added to
the burning furnace of the fire, made
the work of the brave men perilous
and almost intolerable. But they
aever flinched, for lives were at
stake. The buildinar was old. and
its passage ways narrow, tor
tuous and dark except where the fire
lighted them. Some of the people, in
their fright and in the suddenness of
the alarm, had become hemmed in,
and the firemen rushed into that
seething hell to save them. Women
and children were carried out. fainting
and suffocated. Men stasrsrered into
the outer air as though heavy with
drink. Prayers, screams and cries
for help rose above the roar of the
flames and the steady boom of the en
gines. Husbands were searching fran
tically for their wives, women for their
babes. At last, the chief cave orders
for all to come out, forbade his men to
risk their lives further, for floors and
walls were falling, and it was almost
certain death to enter the building
now.
"Just as his order was given, a man
hurled himself out from the snarling
fire a man choked by the smoke and
scarred where the burning fingers of
the flame had touched him, yet with
some power of speech still left to him.
" A priest, he gasped; 'a priest, my
brother.' And he pointed Into the ge
henna out of which he had come. Ilis
words were taken up and carried for
ward by the unthinking crowd: 'A
priest, a priest' The cry was heard
above all that horrible bable of sound.
"Then out from the throng came a
man, his huge shoulders breasting and
pushing aside the human sea that now
would have stopped him. He paused
only while you could count 'one,' look
ing to see whither he pointed who had
just come out from the fire. And then,
drawing the sleeve of his gown across
his faee to keep from breathing the
fiery death, he strode forward.
"You may talk about the courage of
the six hundred. That was the courage
of numbers. -And they knew a nation
would sing their death song. This man
was alone. Remember that
"We waited, and held our breath.
while the man who had come out told
us his brother lay there, pinned ne
neath a great timber, and the fire all
about him. And knowing that he must
die, with the instinct of faith he had
called for a priest And the priest had
heard and had gone. So we waited,
while the flames roared and timbers fell
"HE STRODE FORWARD.
and tbe fire reached its crimson arms
toward Heaven, as though it had been
the tire from a consecrated altar in
stead of an accursed helL
"It was a long time that we stood
there, while the people grew still as
death, for they had given up hope. And
then, when we thought it was all over,
the priest came out burned, choked,
scarred but still alive. And he had
found aud comforted the dying soul
with the last sacred riles of his faith."
The Old Beau paused, and I pushed
the bottle toward him But he waved
it aside, and took a deep draught of
pure water.
"This to his honor," he said: "I care
net what his church or creed there
was a man."
Then he told me the rest of the
story.
"Letting no one know his name, or
vhere he belonged, the priest hurried
away. They would have carried him
in their arms. They would have thrown
themselves down and let hint walk
upon their prostrate bodies. But he
waved the people aside and went on
his way alone, though sorely ia need
of aid. But I followed, and learned
who he was. And the next night I
came here and told this story to the
club. And without the formality of a
Fallot, we made him a member. The
club knows neither church nor creed,
but it knows a man. Come, let cue in
troduce you. It ia aa honor to touch
his hand."
Lac k of Ce vrirry.
"Did the man seem to exhibit a. lack
of courtesy?" inquired an Austin busi
ness man of a book agent who had
failed to negotiate with a neighboring;
tradesman.
"O, I don't know but what he' got
conrrtesy enough and presume he keeps
plenty of it in stock. lie threw a ehair
at sue the minute 1 enle.-ed his office,
and just as I successfully dodged the
chair he caught me on the nose with a
tin euspidor, and that was followed by
a paper-weight, two tack-hammers and
& loose door-knob. It seemed to be
shooting all the furniture out of a
Gatling gun, though he may have been
throwing them-.and it is my impression
he was loaded for book-agents. But
he didn't seem to lack anything, and
presume if I hadn't withdrawn just Slm
I did, the next thing would have been
a shower of canned courtesy." Texas
Siftings.
The most formidable check to the
increase, in tropical regions,of serpent
and venomous insects is the abund
a nee of the ants, which, attacking in
thousands, will kill and devour animals
often of considerable size.
Little Effie (who has stroked th
kitten until she has begun to purr)
"Maudie, do you hear that?" Sister
Maud "Hear what. Effie?" Effie
Why, I do believe kitty' boilinjjt"
I "aa.-lng been removed. iThe robbery is
WHY HE HATED SFRING.
He Knew the llalmy Season Was No Friend
of His.
As the Barclay street ferryboat moved
out of the slip the other day two men
were standing on the forward deck.
The first looked very cheerful and the
second the picture of despair.
"I notice," remarked the first man,
as he stroked his tortoise-shell whiskers
with chaste abandon, "that the ice is
out of the river at last."
"I am very sorry," replied the second
man. gloomily. "I love ice I"
"It is very nice in a drink," observed
the man with the tortoise-shell whis
kers, "but I can not truthfully say that
I care for it in the river. And only this
morning I saw a happy bluebird caper
ing about the rose tree at my door."
"Bluebirds be blowed!" said the par
ty of the second part, with emphasis.
"Bluebirds always make me weary;
and. besides, they're no good in a pot
pie."
"Still, the first man was so bent on
venting his enthusiasm on the advent
of spring, that once more he began:
"The skies are becoming so soft and
radiant that it feels like Italy. I feel
6ure that the frost is gone, and that
we shall shortly enjoy a strawberry in
the average ten-cent drink, don't you?"
"I hope not! I only like drinks that
are three-quarters ice."
"How is that?"
"Why. liecause I love the winter.
There is more music to me in a sleigh
lell than there is in a flock of robbins.
The winters are too short and fleeting,
and then comes the medicine season of
t sprinir.
I "1 lien you don't love this lovely sea-
son of shad, strawberry and song."
! "No, sir, I don't like the season of
pansy, pill and picra ! To me it is a
period of scrubbing and carpet-leating.
When I feel the vernal zephyr breath
ing diphtheria I imagine I have dust in
my throat and the aroma of paint in my
nostrils. Give me the good, clear, brac
ing winter, with its howling winds and
bristling snowdrifts! Now, this milk
and water season of spring gives me a
mentally tired feeling."
"But can't you see any beauty in this
season of music and bursting bud. when
the brook ripples on like a melody, and
i the happy bird sings in the pussy wil
! low, and the warm weather comes back
on flower-scented wings?"
"Naw '."
"What are you. anyhow," demanded
the first speaker, "an anarchist?"
"No," replied the second, gloomily, as
he felt a zephj-r toying with his whis
kers, "I'm a plumber." Hallo.
EASY TO CONDEMN.
Absolute innocen-e rne. Not Always Affect '
the taw. j
The ease with which an innocent per- ;
son can be condemned was never better !
shown than in the experience of one
young housewife who employed a serv- ;
ant who had been at work for a neigh- !
lor. The girl came from a family
which was not too well blessed with
this world's goods and in taking service
she told why she had left her former
place. A ring had leen missed and a
search of the house failed to locate it.
Who better to saddle the blame on than
the servant, who was the only one out
side the family who had the full run of
the house? The girl was charged with
the theft, and with tears and pro
testations she denied any knowledge
of the whereabouts of the ring.
She was told that she must give up the
ring or quit the service, the mistress
j magnanimously offering not to prose
; cute her. The girl was thunderstruck.
She gave her word that she had not
taken the ring, but in spite of that, she
' was obliged to go.
i She had hardly been settled in her
new place when her former employer
went to her neighlor and told of the
supposed theft of the ring. The new
mistress was taken with the girl, part
ly because of the frank way in which
she explained the reason she left the
j old place. The children of her former
: mistress were great friends of hers and
did not fail to make her daily visits,
i One dav one of the children ran to her
' and told her that the ring had Wen
found in one of his motker's old dresses
i where it had been placed by her some
; time before. The mother, however,
; failed to apologize to the girl whose
; life she came so near mining nor did
she tell her neighbor that the prized
ring had been found. Buffalo Express.
THOUGHT HE'D WAIT.
A Harrowing Tale, In Which Discretion
Was the IJctter l'art of Valor.
Bingo We had a terrible scare around
at my house the other night.
Kingley You don't say. ' What was it?
""Well, my wife woke me up in the
middle of the night and said: 'John,
there's someone walking around down
cellar.' I listened, and sure enough
there was a sound just like a quick sue-
cession of footsteps. I can tell you. old
man, it made my fiVsli creep."
"I can imagine so. But of course you
j didn't let your wife know."
Oil. no. I tried to reassure her. I
laughed it off said she was dreaming:
but pretty soon, thump, thump, thump,
t came that noise:
Watti it a burglar?"
"Say, you might guess all day and
you wouldn't hit it. so I'll tell j ou. It
seems that we had tomatoes for dinnei
' T T1 1 1 th. .; n 1VJ M loft .T 1-11" Wll
sir, our at was prowling around down
there, and of course she stuck her nose
in that can. Then she found she
couldn't g'et it out, so she vrent bump
ing around."
'Well, that was singular. And you
found her tliere when you went down,
did you?"
"Oh, yes. But'I can tell yon, old fel
low, we didn't sleep much the rest of
that night."
"Why, I sbosld have thought after
yru had found out what it was ou
wouldn't hare had any trouble."
"True. But I didn't go down there
until next morning." Judge.
Sorry lie Spoke.
Mr. Grumpps What idiotic things
they d." print on the women's page of
this newspaper!
Mrs. Grumpps -Yes. I wish they
vou hi discharge the fellow and put a
womn in cliargo ,t it. N. Y. Weekly.
j lifelong, .member or'-itie
SCHOOL AND CHURCH.
Pope Leo XIII. recommends the
reading of Thomas a Kempis' "Imita
tion of Christ."
The Buddhists in Japan have
formed a "Hawaiian Mission associa
tion" to send missionaries to look after
Buddhist Japanese hi the Sandwich is
lands. Rev. Stephen Beggs, of Joliet,
111., has just completed his seventy-sec
ond year in the ministry. He is now
ninety-three years of age, but still
preacher.
Denmark is said to have 149 Y. W.
C. A.'s, the oldest dating from 1SS0. The
other branches have over 100 each, while
the smallest one is said to have five
members.
A Moslem society has been estab
lished in New York, and recently the
first call to prayer by an Arabic muezzin
was sounded out from a window of
Union Square hall.
Rev. A. C. Dixon is in favor of
opening the church three hundred and
sixty-five days in the year, more preach
ing in them, and in using opera houses
and theaters for evangelistic services.
Rev. Dwight L. Moody is a poor
man. Although he has made thousands
of dollars, he has saved none of it. The
bulk of his earnings has been used for
the support of his summer school.
Dr. Edward Everett Hale announces
that by the will of Mrs. Sarah Parker,
who died in Roxburv. Mass., Kadeliffe
eollege. which is the new name of the (
Harvard annex
lor women, will receive '
S150.000. Mrs. Parker left practically j
the whole of her estate, except about J
SI, 000, to the college.
Among the public bequests by the j
will of Charles Scott, of Washington,
D. C, are S10.000 to the American build- !
ing fund of the Protestant Episcopal
church of New York: ?o,000 to the St. j
John's Protestant Episcopal church of
Waterbury: S.I.OOO to Trinity Protestant ,
I Episcopal church, and S5,000 to the Wa
! terbury hospital. j
j The corner-stone of the Pythian
university, at Galatea. Tenn., was laid
' recently by Knights of Pythias, under ,
; whose auspices the university is to be :
built and conducted. The contemplated
I cost of the building is two hundred j
i thousand dollars, and a large amount '
I has been set aside as an endowment
j fund for professorships,
j The board of education of the Meth
j odist Episcopal church shows an income
! of S-S7.G33, of which S70.000 was collected
! from Sunday-schools and churches. The
complete list of the educational institu
' tions of the church shows that th?re are
i 202, with over 43.000 students, and prop-
erty and endowments valued at S,5S3,
000. and an annual income of SI, 810,171.
Christian Work.
Pope Leo XIII. is reported to be
vexed with some Spanish Jesuits who
have been burning a lot of books, in
cluding one of Zola's, at just this inop
portune moment when his book on
Liourdes is apxearing. It is a wise re
mark attributed to him, and character
istic of the age, that it would be better
if, instead of burning bad books, they
would write some good ones. N. Y. In
dependent. The Young People's union of the
United Brethren church includes about
900 societies, with 37,000 members. The
growth has been very rapid. In 1S01
there were -rX societies and S,850 mem
bers: in Is9-.J, 44j societies and 15.911
members: in 1S93. 5o0 societies and 23,
105 members. The union is carrying
on a prosperous mission church at Los
Angeles, C'al., to which it has contrib
uted over ?1, 700.
Andover theological seminary has
a senior class this year of twenty-seven.
There are twenty-live in the middltr and
fifteen in the junior class, together
with two fellows, one special student
and one resident licentiate, making seventy-one
in all. Two chairs are vacant,
those of sacred rhetoric, and the rela
tion of Christianity to the secular sci
ences, Professors Gulliver and Pease
having died within a few months.
The chair of pedagogy in the L'ni-
versity of the City of New York is to be
filled by George Francis James, late
secretary of the L niversitv Lxtension
society. Mr. James graduated from
Miehig-an university in lS8f, and took a
post-graduate course in that university,
receiving the degree of .Master of Arts,
lle studied pedagogy and literature in
Halle and l'aris, and taught it in the
university of Nashville for two years.
lie will enter his work in JNew orlc
city next October.
Kxpect the Bet.
One of the surest ways of getting a
person to show out his best side, either
in spirit or in work, is to expect it. The
employe who has an impression that
his employer thinks him good for noth-
! inff- the cllild who feels himself treated
as tnougn ne nau no rigni motives ex
cept those that are pounded into him.
is not likely to show himself at his besr
iji aspiration or energ3'. Many an un
ruly scholar can be easily tamed by
showing faith in him, and everyone can
be made better by drawing more surely
than by driving. S. S. Times.
Ioiftonons Woands.
Scratches made by Snger nails, and
also those of cats and other carnivorous
animals, are always more or less dan
gerous, because of the inoculation with
infectious germs which is liable to fol
low. Such wounds should always be
thoroughly cleansed by hot boiled wa
ter, and dressed antiseptically with ab
sorbent cotton or clean white rags
sterilized by heat. The same treat
ment should be used for all bites from
dogs, cats or mice, even if not mail;
they eat putrid flesh, and their mouths
and teeth -"nay be foul. Good Health.
lie Knew 111 ltuslnen.
Pokery Say, Shearer, why don't you
get a new editor for j-our "Woman's
Jepartment?" Of all the illy, igno
rant twaddle I ever read, those articles
are the worst.
Shearer (editor-in-chief) That's just
what we want. Just think what pleas
ure and pride it givos every woman
who reads those artie'es to reflect on
how superior sne is to the common run
si ncr bexi i ucn.
t 1UI lficu. in
FOR YOUNG PEOPLE
WHAT MIGHT HAPPEN.
Archibald Edward Theophilus Jones
Had a way of expressing bis feelings in moans.
In sobs and sighs.
And dolorous cries
The water continually ran from his eyes.
Upon every occasion ho "started the bawl!"
At the silliest trifle, or nothing at all.
Till his mother declared: "Why, Theophilus,
dear.
If you are not tpore careful, yon won't leave a
tear!"
"And some day, you know.
It might happen so.
Your f eellnps, or head, might receive hard
blow;
A blow that would really bo worthy a tear,
And by helng so lavish at present, I fear,
You'll have not a tear left.
And being bereft
Of the tears that are needful to make a good
cry.
With no means of relieving your feelings you'll
die!"
But Theophilus paid to this counsel no heed
He continued to roar
And cry as before.
The family wished themselves deaf yes. In
deed: Although certainly some
Of them wished ho was dumb.
For surely among things excessively trying
May be reckoned tho child that forever la cry
ing. Well, the worst of the story remains to be told,
lie was weeping one morning because it was
cold
Wben ho felt a strange quiver,
A shake uaJ a shiver:
It began at the point where his 'eyes met his
nose.
And ran through his backbone quite down to
his toes.
m; u uumui uu
Ana wuen xo renew it ne inea an, saa taiei
Alas how can I tell
Cf the fate that befell?
This poor lit tlo boy found he'd cried himself
dry.
Not a tear could be squeeze from his dear little
eye:
Though he struggled his hardest, 'twas useless
to try.
Vain all vain!
And an unsatisfactory cry
Is the one where you haven't a tear in your eyel
Eors. be warned by his fate.
Before 'tis tco late:
Don't cry for small matters,
Slight bruises and batters.
Or, Indeed, who can say
It might happen some day.
When scno weighty occasion for crying should
rise.
You'd be left, like youcg Jones, with no tears
In Your eye3!
Eva Lovett Carson, in Arthur's Home Maga
zine. LIKED THE GUITAR.
A White Rat Who Was Very Wise- and
Fond of Music.
Solomon was a large white rat, who
lived in an artist's studio in New York,
lie received his name because of his
' wisdom and his solemn face.
Ilis companion was known as Jum-
per, and never did anything remark
' uble except jumping. But Solomon
was always doing wonderful things.
) Solomon's mistress declared that his
i whiskers were longer, more delicate
! and whiter than those of any other rat
! that ever lived, but mistresses are apt
to say such things of their favorites.
' Other people saw nothing wonderful
' about Solomon, so far as his appear
ance was concerned.
I Solomon was as trustworthy as a
j dog. lie refrained from nibbling the
! curtains and rich stuffs that were scat
tered about the 6tudio, and was most
particular not to take cheese or rich
cake up on the sofa, where he was al
lowed to play and sleep when his paws
were clean. Jumper had to be given
away because of his nibbling propensi
ties.
Now, it so happened that a friend of
: Solomon's mistress had some rats, a
j father and mother and seven children,
' One night a stray cat found her way
to their cage and ate up the old rats,
i Perhaps she satisfied her appetite with
them, or mavbe she thought she would
leave the little onestill they were big
' ger and their bones would be better
worth picking. At any rate, the seven
1 poor little things were left orphans.
j Their master found him in the morn
ing, squealing and trembling, and was
I sorely puzzled what to do with them.
j The scrub woman suggested that they
: should be drowned, but the artist sud-
' denlv remembered his friend, the pret
ty black-eyed young lady who owned
Solomon, so he appealed to her.
i Solomon's mistress agreed to adopt
I thenx, and the cace was taken into her
rooms.
j Solomon stared and then went cau-
; tiously un to the newcomers. He soon
j showed signs of joy at their arrival.
1 and, to the astonishment of those who
, watched him, thinking that m spite of
his former goodness he might be a can
nibal at heart and would take advan
tage of the occasion, he immediately
' si
TUB tSSTBUMKXT PLEASED HIM.
took the little rats under hi protec
tion, lie called them to him and
coaxed them to snuggle do wn by his
side, as their mother would have done.
When they were allowed to run about
he watched them and aught them
where they might go and where they
might not go, running after any wild
youngster wh strayed behind screens
or meddled with what he ought not to
touch.
Only one of the seven orphans turned
out a genius, but all of them became
respectable rats and a great credit to
Solomon.
The genius of the family one day
came upon a guitar lying on tho sofa.
t - "
and, running up to it, made the string
sound. The music pleased him so muchi
that after his discovery he frequently
went in search of the instrument and'
scampered back and forth over the
strings, to his own great delight and to
to the amusement of all who saw him.
Margaret Compton, in Chicago Inte1
Ocean.
CARPENTRY FOR BOYS.
Hr Following: Directions Any Tonngste
Can Make a Tool Chest.
A tool chest is a simple thing to make,
and there is really no good reason why
every boy should not have one of his
own.
Almost any kind of a box with a
hinge cover will answer for a tool
chest, in which trays can be arranged
to hold tacks, nails and small tools,
such as bits, gimlets, compasses and
nail punches.
The illustration shows a good and
substantial tool chest that can be made
at a small cost.
Find a strong box made of smooth
boards at least three-quarters of an incb
in thickness. It should be about twenty-six
inches long, sixteen inches wide
and twelve inches high, and provided
with a cover. If, however, you cannot
get a good box of these proportions you
can make one of smooth-tongued and
grooved boards. Construct a box care-
TOOL CHEST.
fully of the sizes given and nail the
top, or cover, on the same as the bot
tom, then with a rip saw cut all around
the sides of the box, two and one-half
Inches down from the top, and in this
way the lid or cover can be cut loose
from the box.
This cover will have the upper end of
the sides and ends ol tbe box, wnicn
will form a sort of edging all around
the lower part oi the iia, aa may De
seen in the illustration.
Next c-et two lonff strips of wood
two and one-half inches wide and one-
half or five-e ighths of an inch thick, and
with one of them form a base all
around the bottom of the box, another
one at the top edge of the box proper.
and still anotner arouna ine na, ana
with a pair of hinges, with which to
fasten the lid to the box, and a chain
to keep the cover from falling back toe
far when opened, the chest will appear-
like the illustration.
A tviir of iron handles, that can be
purchased at any hardware store for a
few cents each, are to bo lastenea jm
the ends of the chest above the middle.
also a lock at the front will be a con
venience.
One or two sliding trays can be ar
ranged to fit the inside of the chest of
pine or white wood, not more than
three-eighths of an inch in thickness.
They should be a trifle shorter than the
inside width of the chest, so they will
slide easily without wedging.
Divisions can be made in the traysr
dividing each in three or four com
partments, in which different supplies
of nails, tacks and small tools may be
kept.
A track, or cleat, of thin wood
nailed to the inside of either end of the
chest will serve to hold the trays in po
sition. With the addition of several coats of
paint and your name, if you choose to
paint it on, you will have a tool chest
that will be a substantial and useful
one, as well as a good piece of furniture,
for your workroom. N. Y. Recorder.
ELEPHANTS NOT DOCILE.
They Dare Mean Instincts at Times and
Are Arrant Cowajrds.
How very uncertain the docility of
an elephant may be and how revenge
may be substituted for that quality
was illustrated in an event that is fresh -in
my mind, says Blackwood's Maga
zine. A manhout tried to drive his
elephant into the center of a newly
excavated tank. The elephant found
out with his trunk that a hole of some
depth was just below it and would not
move. The mahout persisted and urged
the recalcitrant elephant with the iron
goad Hhe gujbag), and after a short
conflict the elephant seized the mahout
with his trunk, dragged him off his
seat on his neck and, placing him be
low his forefeet, trampled the life out
Of Mm.
The animal had some reason for be
ing annoyed by its driver, but there is
nothing to be said in extenuation of
another elephant, that, apropos of noth
ing, tossed me with its tusk. I was feed
ing that brute in the eventide, when the
day's work was done, and this toiler,
with others, had to be tended and en
couraged. I was feeding it with deli
cacies dear to the elephantine palate,
and, without rhyme or reason, that
docile and intelligent creature butted
me into the air, no doubt with a be
nevolent intention of impaling me that
was frustrated by my offering no re
sistance to the tusk and by the blunt
ness of that weapon.
An Eecentrlo Physician.
The Russian emperor's physician.
Prof. Zakharin, is famous for his ec
centricities. When he is called in to
attend a patient special arrangements
must be made in the house. All dogs
must be kept out of sight, all clocks
must be stopped and all doors must be
thrown wide open. The professor, on
entering, goes through a process of
progressive undressing, leaving his furs
in the hall, his overcoat in the next
room, his overshoes in the third, his hat
in the fourth, and so on. Lie allows no
one to speak but himself, except to say
"no" or "yes" in answer to questions.
Ilis eccentricities, however, cease at
the bedside of the patient. There h
it kind and painstaking, and so success
f ml that he is several times a million
aire. x in ro