SHADOW.
It falls before. It follows rSeWnd,
Darkest still when the day is bright;
Ko litrbt without the shadow we fiud.
And never shadow without the light.
Prom our shadow we cannot flee away;
It walks when we walk, it runs when
we run;
But it tells which way to look for the
sun;
We may turn our backs on it any day.
' :
Ever mingle the light and the shade
That make this human world so dear;
Borrow or Joy is ever made,
And what were a hope without a fear?
A mornlnsr shadow or youth Is cast.
Warning from pleasure's dazzling
snare,
A shadow lengthening across the past,
Fixes our fondest memories there.
One shadow there is, so dark, so drear.
So broad we see not the brightness
round it;
Yet 'tis but the dark side of the sphere
Moving into the light unbounded.
Is Craig-TenoL
THE CONCLUSION.
The smoking room at the club was
deserted except for two men who sat
iu easy chairs before a crackling crate
lire. One was absorbed in the even
ing paper, theother gazed into spare
Bil l pr.nYd a particularly good havauo.
rivsently a third person sauntered
In and exchanged half a dozen words
with the others, lie was a muscular,
well-built fellow, with a firm mouth
.Tid handsome eyes, but the face was
made unattractive by a tiied. Indiffer
ent expression, lie walked over to
the table, and, pkkiij. up a magazine,
absently turned the pages. It did not
seem to interest him. for he threw it
carelessly back and walked out of the
-Jerome looks old." said Martin,
grarefullv necking his cigar-ashes
Iartly on the tray but more largely
on the rug.
-Vs." said Ford, looking up from
the evening paper, "his trip into Asia
doesu't seem to have braced him up.
He went on reading, but Martin felt
In a conversational mood, and was not
casllv suppressed.
-Poor health?" be inquired.
Ford looked up again.
-Hardlv that. Haven't you heard
the story? had a bad time over a
love affair about three years ago. Men
don't die of broken hearts, nowadays,
bat they are darned uncomfortable
things." Ford was a bachelor; per
haps he knew whereof he spoke.
"Yes," said Martin. "I suppose they
are uncomfortable. If a man Is built
tl at way. Tell me about Jerome."
Ford let the newsraier fall to the
floor.and tapped the cushioned arm of
his chair with his eyeglasses.
-Not much to tell." he said.
Like most men under sucn circum
ti'nnx h pn loved the ooDortunity of j
telling of the affair, but hated to seem their names. I was chossn manager,
eacer ! and had my officer in Denver.
"Go on." said Martin, carefully ex- i "The southern route run by Butter
cnnning his cigar. ! ne ld not have as much promi-
Jerome is afool," said Ford, fierce- J nence as ours, which for years was
ly. "He fell in love with a girl and ! known as the 'pony express route. It
can't get over it. The fair one In the ! started In at St Joseph, Mo., running
case was Marian Ciosbv; an uncom- through Nebraska to Fort Kearney, to
Tnoniv attractive eirl she w as. too. j Fort Laramie, Wyo., thence to Den-
Went in for society and that sort of
thing, but had plenty of brains insida
her shapely little head. Had a score
cf admirers, but first and foremost
came Jerome. He had known her
since her school-days, and they had
always been excellent friends, al
though he was ten or twelve years
older than she. Jerome had every
thing worth having to offer her, be
sides being a loveable fellow, and we
all took it for granted that she would
marry him. I went there often In
those days, being an all-around
friend of the family. Mrs. Crosby
told me in a moment of confidence
one evening vben I had been dining
there tbat she thought there was llttln
doubt of Marlon end Jerome being
married before long. They are not
engaged, she said, 'and I suppose It Is
not in good taste for me to speak of
It. but Mr. Jerome has been devoted to
Marion for more than a year, and 1
am sure Marion Is fond of him how
could any. girl in her riht senses be
otherwise?' Jerome never did any
thing by halves. If he loved the girl,
of which tlcre was small room for
doubt. I knew he loved her with his
entire mental and physical force. As
to her affections, it was harder to tell
alout them. Although a very jolly
young person, she had a oersistent
little way of keeping her affairs to
herself, and one never felt inclined to
take the risk of making himself ob
noxious by asking questions. Though
not specially talented in that direc
tion, she was passionately fond of
music, and one winter quite neglected
her society friends to go into a oobe
mian set. more or less professional,
where her cleverness made her uncom
monly welcome. It was there she met
young Welhausen, a violinist, who
gave promise of making himself fam
ous. He was a .voung German of the
middle class and possessed of only or
dinary education, hut the musician In
the man raised him above the com
monplace and showed In his proud,
clean-cut chin and the delicate lines
about the mouth, only half hidden by
his moustache. He spoke English flu
ently, but with oddly turned phrases
find a decided accent. He and Marian
became friends at once. She admired
bis talent and found him ttereseting
He thought her intensely pretty and ;
charming. Well, you know how such
things go. If two people like that see
much of each other they fall in love,
and so It was In this case. Crosby
pere and mere made a tremendous
row. They had other plans for Ma
rian. She was one of those young
women whom every one expects to
marry well and who consequently
never do, and her 'sisters and cousins
and aunts' chimed In and made them
selves disagreeable; that Is the ad
vantage of being a relative one can
say such hateful things.
"Poor Jerome was horribly broken
np. Mrs. Crosby told me after ward
that he pleaded with Marian an entire
afternoon to see the mistake she was
making In marrying a man so entirely
out of the sphere In which she exist
eda man of another nationality, be
longing to a different class, and with
Ideas of life totally unlike her own.
But Marian seldom changed her mind
after it was tirmly made up, and In
spite of Jerome and the protests of her
family she and Welhausen became
engaged.
MIt would have been a blessltu? to
Jerome in those days if his father had
never left him a cent and he had been
obliged to dig for a living. As It was,
he tried to write a novel, and when It
was finished sent it to twenty-two
publishers, one after another, each of
whom returned it marked 'Unavailable-or
without comment." The twenty-third
returned- it with a note more
forcible than courteous, saying that
the manuscript was 'utterly unavail
able, without a , redeeming feature,"
whereupon Jerome decided that litera
ture was not, his forte, and, calmly
putting the packet In the Are. tried to
think of somethiug else to occupy his
time and attention.
"Late in the spring Marian and Wel
hausen were married, Hy that time
the family had calmed down and con
cluded that the young Germn was
rather a nice fellow after all, al
though, perhaps, not exactly the man
they would have chosen for Marian.
He was not welcomed Into the family
as Jerome would have been, but both
he and Marian seemed fairly well
satisfied with his reception.
"After the wedding Jerome decided
to go abroad. It was rather a humili-
j atiu position for him, as every one
; knew of his attentions to Marian, but
i he did not seem to consider it so, and
! never referred to the subject, even In
; the remotest manner. His going away
j was by no means an idea to escape
1 observation. It was merely taken up
as something to absorb his time and
attention. He had been to Europe
I half a dozen times, and wanted some
thing new and exciting, so he decided
on central Asia. If he had leen the
hero of a novel the author. would have
killed him off in a conflict with the na
tives, but being a man in real life,
and especially Jerome, he came back
without a scratch, but with a con
foundedly blase air."
Martin took out a fresh cigar and
lighted it.
"And of course her marriage to Wel
hausen turned out happily?" he said.
"No," said Ford, "that was the un
fortunate part, It didn't; but that ha
nothing to do with Jerome."
THE OVERLAXD MAIL.
In
1S3S theFlrst Eiorni Waa Rnn
Across the Plains.
"The first express run across the
Butterfield In 1S58." said Alexander
! Benhain of Montana, the manager of
j the first overland express. "It started
) at Little Rock. Ark., and followed a
j southern route through Kansas. New
Mexico, Arizona, and then to Los An
i geles, Cal. About two years later, in
1 1800, our company was formed .for
the purpose of carryiug the mails to
j the Pacific coast. It was known as
i the Central Overland and Tike's Peak
: Express company. William II. Rus-
sell, Alexander Majors and a man
j named Wadell formed the company.
! and the contracts with the government
fr carrying mails were made out In
er, io caii lise tjuy, to I'lacerviiie.
s. T .1 . a ws i .
Nevada, and to Sacramento, Cal.
The
whole trip, extending half across the
continent, was made In seventeen
days, when no acldent befell, and ac
cidents were not so numerous as some
people have imagined. From St. Jos
eph to Denver the trip took seven days
and from Denver to Sacramento was a
Journey of ten days. That was, of
course, by the regular stage route,
and little time was lost in making It.
"To accommodate our business we
had about 150 coaches, most of which
were kept running all the time. To
haul them we had 1.500 horses scatter
ed along the route from St. Joseph to
Sacramento. In addition we had 0,000
or 7,000 head of cattle, which were
used in hauling heavy freight and
transporting feed for the horses and
provisions for our men. You can see
that the business was not by any
means a small one, and It continued to
grow as long as there was any use
for transportation. This was until the
completion of the Union Pacific Rail
way to California in 1S70. Then over
land traffic and mail service could be
managed to better purpose by the rail
road, and our pony express went out
of existence. Rut up to that time
from thf day that the route was first
opened in 1S50 its brsiness had stead
ily increased. Even the building of
the railroad assisted us, for our line
was the best adapted for carrying to
western station employes and provis
ions." Chicago Journal.
Laces In Kndlnh Palaces.
The princess of Wales has Just made
her daughter-in-law a very handsome
present, namely, three flounces of
most magnificent old English point
lace, said to be worth something in toui
figures. Some lace, of course, Is as
valuable as precious stones old Ven
etian point, point d'Alencon, the best
English point and others. Now, It Is
very well known to the Intimates of
Marlborough house that the princess
of Wales, who has always been one
of the best dressed women In Europe,
always keeping within the fashion,
though never countenancing ecceu-
tricity, has one cherished hobby in the
direction or dress; a great fondness
for collecting lace, of which her royal
highness has a great number of spec
imens of extreme beauty, value and
rarity, only equaled by the collection
possessed by the queen, who Is also a
great connoisseur of the same expen
sive and beautiful fabrics.
It is said that the princess of Wales'
collection of lace Is worth In actual
money over 30,000 (only this I think
Is below the real figure), while, If
"associations" are also taken into con
sideration, some of the more historic
pieces are, of course, priceless. But
in historical laces, of course, the queen
beats the princess, for her majesty
possesses some magnificent-laces, the
property of former sovereigns, some
of the most beautiful having belonged
to Katherine of Aragon. London Letter.
TALMAGE'S SERMON.
THE PROPER SPHERE FOR WOM
AN HER OPPORTUNITY.
Xotsd Preach Says That Capacity
Is tha Guiding Star of Woman's Usa
faJness Tba AUaranaants That Arc
DanCro.
T. LOUIS, MO..
June 15. 1895. In his
a .
s.N? iermon ror today
T?CaYRev' Dr- Talmase.
iX iVdR-y who ha reached
gJSZ lthls city on his
western tour, ais
cusses a subject of
(universal Interest,
viz.: "Woman's Op
portunity," his text
being: "She shall
be called woman."
Gen. 11., 23.
Ood, who can make no mistake, made
man and woman for a specific work and
to move In particular spheres man to
be regnant in his realm; woman to be
dominant In hers. The boundary line
between Italy and Switzerland, between
England and Scotland, Is not more thor
oughly marked than this distinction be
tween the empire masculine and the em
pire feminine. So entirely dissimilar
are the fields to which God called them,
that you can no more compare them
than you can oxygen and hydrogen,
water and grass, trees and stars. All
this talk about the superiority of one
sex to the other sex Is an exerlastlng
waste of Ink and speech. A Jeweler
may have a scale so delicate that he
can weigh the dust of diamonds; but
where are the scales so delicate that
you can weigh in them affection against
affection, sentiment against sentiment,
thought against thought, soul against
soul, a man's world against a woman's
world? Tou come out with your stereo
typed remark that man is superior to
woman In intellect: and then I open on
my desk the swarthy, irontyped, thunder-bolted
writings of Harriet Marti
neau and Elizabeth Browning, and
George Eliot. You come on with your
stereotyped remark about woman's su
periority to man in the item of affec
tion: but I ask you where was there
more capacity to love than In John the
disciple and Matthew Simpson the
bishop and Henry Martyn, the mission
ary? The heart of those men was so
large, that after you had rolled Into it
two hemispheres, there was room still
left to marshal the hosts of heaven, and
set up the throne of the eternal Jeho
vah. I deny to man the throne Intellec
tual. I deny to woman the throne affec
tion ah No human phraeseology' will
ever decline the spheres; while there Is
an Intuition by which we know when a
man la In his realm, and when a wom
an Is In her realm, and when either of
them la out of It. No bungling legisla
ture ought to attempt to make a defini
tion, or to say: "This Is the line and
that Is the line." My theory is. that If
a woman wants to vote, she ought to
vote, and that if a man wants to em
broider and keep house, he ought to
be allowed to embroider and keep
house. There are masculine women and
there are effeminate men. My theory
Is that you have no right to Interfere
with any one's doing anything that Is
righteous. Albany and Washington
might as well decree by legislation how
high a brown-thrasher should fly. or
how deep a trout should plunge, as to
try to seek out the height and depth
of woman's duty. The question of ca
pacity will settle finally the whole ques
tion, the whole subject. When a wom
an Is prepared to preach, she will
preach, and neither conference nor pres
bytery can hinder her. When a woman
Is prepared to move in highest commer
cial spheres, she will have great influ
ence on the exchange, and no boards of
trade can hinder her. I want woman
to understand that heart and brain can
overfly any barrier that politicians
may set up. and that nothing can keep
her back or keep her down but the
question of incapacity.
My chief anxiety Is. not that woman
have other rights accorded her; but
that she, by the grace of God, rise up
to the appreciation of the glorious rights
she already possesses. First, she has
the right to make home happy. That
realm no one has ever disputed . with
her. Men may come home at noon or
at night, and then tarry a comparative
ly little while: but she all day long gov
erns it, beautifies It, sanctifies it. It Is
within her power to make It the most
attractive place on earth. It Is the only
calm harbor in this world. You know
as well as I do, that this outside world
and the business world, are a long
scene of Jostle and contention. The
man who has a dollar struggles to keep
It; the man who has It not struggles to
get It. Prices up. Prices down. Loss
es. Gains. Misrepresentations. Un
derselling. Buyers depreciating; sales
men exaggerating. Tenants seeking
less rent; landlords demanding more.
Struggles about office. Men who are In
trying to keep In; men out trying to get
In. Slips. Tumbles. Defalcations.
Panics. Catastrophes. Oh, woman!
thank God you have a home and that
you may be queen in it. Better be there
than wear a Victoria's coronet.
Better be there than carry the
pursa of a princess. Your
abode may be humble, but you can.
by your 'faith in God, and your cheer
fulness of demeanor, gild it with splen
dors such as an upholsterer's hand
never yet kindled. There are abodes in
every city humble, two stories; four
plain, unpapered rooms; undesirable
neighborhood; and yet there is a man
who would die on the threshold rather
than surrender. Why? It Is home.
Whenever he thinks of It he sees an
gels of God hovering around it. The
ladders of heaven are let down to that
houst. Over the child's rough crib
there are the chantlngs of angelv
as those that broke over Bethlehem. T'
Is home. These children mar come up
after awhile, and they may win high
position, and they may have an affluent
residence: but they will not until their
dying day forget that humble roof, un
der which their father rested, and their
mother sang, and their sisters played.
Oh, If you would gather up all tender
memories, all the lights and shades of
the heart, all banquetlngs and reunions,
all filial, fraternal, paternal and con
jugal affections, and you had only Just
four letters with which to spell out that
height and depth, . and length, and
breadth, and magnitude, and eternity
of meaning, you would, with streaming
eyes, and trembling voice, and agitat
ed hand, write it out in those four liv
ing capitals, H-O-M-E.
When you want to get your grandest
Idea of a queen, you do not think of
Catherine of Russia, or of Anne of Eng
land, or Marie Theresa of Germany; but
when you want to get your grandest
Idea of a queen, you think of the plain
woman who sat opposite your father
at the table, or walked with him arm-In
arm down life's pathway; sometimes to
the thanksgiving banquet, sometimes to
the grave, but always together sooth
ing your potty griefs, correcting your
childish waywardness. Joining in your
Infantile, sports, listening to your even
ing prayers, toiling for you with needle
or at the splnnlng-wheel, and on cold
nights wrapping you up snug and warm.
And then at last on that day when she
lay in the back room dying, and you
saw her take those thin hands with
which she had tolled for you so long,
and put them together In a dying prayer
that commended you to the God whofli
she had taught you to trust Oh, she
was the queen! The chariots of God
came down to fetch her; and as she
went up all heaven rose up. Tou cannot
think of her now without a rush of ten
derness that stirs the deep foundations
of your soul, and you feel as much a
child again as when you cried on her
lap; and if you oou'd bring her back
again to speak just once more your
name, as tenderly as she used to speak
It, you would be willing to throw your
self on the ground and kiss the sod that
covers her, crying: "Mother! mother!"
Ah! she was the queen she was the
queen. Now, can you tell me how many
thousand miles a woman like that
would have to travel down before she
got to the ballot-box? Compared with
this work of training kings and queens
for God and eternity, how insignificant
seems all this work of voting for alder
men and common councllmen, and
sheriffs, and constables, and mayors,
and presidents! To make one such grand
woman as I have described, how many
thousands would you want of those peo
ple who go In the round of fashion and
dissipation, going as far toward dis
graceful apparel as they dare go, so as
not to be arrested by the police their
behavior a sorrow to the good and a
caricature of the vicious, and an Insult
to that God who made them women
and -not gorgons, and tramping on.
down through a frivolous and dissipat
ed lif. to temporal and eternal damna
tion. Oh, woman, with the lightning of your
soul, strike dead at your feet all these al
lurements to dissipation and to fashion,
Your Immortal soul cannot be fed upon
such garbage. God calls you up to empire
and dominion. Will you have it? Oh.
give God your heart, give to God all
your beet energies; give to God all your
culture; give to God all your refinement;
give yourself to him, for this world and
the next. Soon all these bright eyes
will be quenched, and thes voices will
be hushed. For the last time you will
look upon this fair earth. Father's
hand, mother's hand, slater's hand,
child's hand will no more be in yours. It
will be night, and there will come up a
cold wind from the Jordan, and you
must start. Will It be a lone woman on
a trackless moor? Ah! no. Jesus will
come up In that hour and offer his hand,
and he will say: "You stood by me
when you were well; now I will not de
sert you when you are sick." One wave
of his hand and the storm will drop;
end another wave of his hand and mid
night will break Into mldnoon; and an
other wave of his hand and the cham
berlains of God will come down from the
treasure-houses of heaven, with robes
lustrous, blood-washed and heaven
glinted. In which you will array your
self for the marriage supper of the
Lamb. And then with Miriam, who
struck the timbrel of the Red Sea; and
with Deborah, who led the Lord's host
Into the fight; and with Hannah, who
gave her Samuel to the Lord; and with
Mary, who rocked Jesus to sleep while
there were angels singing ii the air;
and with sisters of charity, who bound
up the battle-wounds of the Crimea,
you will, from the chalice of God, drink
to the soul's eternal rescue.
Your dominion U home, O woman!
What a brave fight for home the women
of Ohio made some ten or fifteen years
ago, when they banded together and
in many of the towns and cities of that
state marched In procession, and by
prayer and Christian songs shut up
more places of dissipation than were
ever counted. Were they opened again?
Oh yes. But is It not a good thing to
shut up the gates of hell for two or
three months? It seemed that men en
gaged In the business of destroying
others did not know how to cope with
this kind of warfare. They knw how
to fight the Maine liquor law, and they
knew how to fight the National Tem
perance society and they knew, how to
fight the Sons of Temperance' and Good
Samaritans; but when Deborah ap
peared upon the scene. Sisera took to
his feet and got to the mountains. It
seems that they did not know how to
contend against "Coronation." and "Old
Hundred." and "Brattle Street." and
"Bethany," they were so very intangi
ble. These men found that they could
not accomplish much against that kind
of warfare, and In one of the cities a
regiment was brought out all armed to
disperse the women. They came down
in battle array; but oh, what poor suc
cess! for that regiment was made up
of gentlemen, and gentlemen do not like
to shoot women with hymn-oooks in
their hands. Oh, they tound that gun
ning for female prayer-meetings was a
very poor business! No real damage
was done, although there was threat
of violence after threat of violence all
over the land. I really think If the
women of the east had as much faith
In God as their sisters of the west had.
and the same recklessness of human
criticism, I really believe that in one
month three-fourths of the grog-shops
of our cities would be closed, and there
would be running through the gutters
of the streets. Burgundy, and Cognac,
and Heldslck, and old Port anl Schie
dam Schnappj. and lager beer, and you
would save your fathers, and
your husbands, and your sons,
first,' from a drunkard's grave, and
second, from a drunkard's hell! To this
battle for home let all women rouse
themselves. Thank God for our early
home. Thank God for our present home.
Thank God for the coming home In
heaven, t
One twilight, after I had been playing
with the children for some time, I lay
down on the lounge to rest. The chil
dren said, play more. Children always
want to play more. And, half asleep
and half awake, I seemed to dream this
dream: It seemed to me thtit I was in
a far-distant land not Persia, although
more than Oriental luxuriance crowned
the cities; nor the tropics although
more than tropical fruitfulness filled the
gardens: nor, Italy although mcfre than
Italian softness filled the air. And 1
wandered around, looking for thorns
and nettles, but I found none of them!
grew there-. And 1 walked forth and I
saw the aun rise, and I said: "When
will It set again?" and the sun sank
not. And I savr all the people In holi
day apparel, and I said: "When do
they put on worklngman's garb again,
and delve in the- mine, and swelter at
the forge?" but neither the garments
nor the robes did they put off. And I
wandered in the suburbs and I said:
"Where- do they bury the dead of this
great city?" and I looked along 'by the
hills where It would be most beautiful
for the dead to sleep, and I s&tr eastles
and towns, and battlemsi; but not
mausoleum nor monument, nor whit
slab could I see. And I went Into the
great chapel of the town, and I said:
"Where do the poor worship?- where
are the benches on which they sit?" and
a voice answered: "We have no poor In
this great city. And I wandered out.
seeking to find the place where were
the hovels of the destitute; and I found
mansions of amber and ivory and gold,
but no tear did I see or sigh hear. I
was bewildered, and I sat under- the
shadow of a great tree, and I said:
"What am I. and whence comes all
this? And at that moment there came
from among the leaves, skipping up the
flowery paths and across the sparkling
waters, a very bright and sparkling
group; and when I saw their step I
knew it, and when I heard their voices
I thought I knew them; but their ap
parel was so different from anything X
had ever seen, I bowed a stranger to'
strangers. But after awhile, when they
clapped their hands and shouted: "Wel
come! welcome!" the mystery was
solved, and I saw that time had passed
and, that eternity had come, and that
God had gathered us up Into a higher
home; and I said: "Are we all here?"
and the. voices of Innumerable genera
tions answered: "All here;" and while
tears of gladness were' raining down
our cheeks, and the branches of Leb
anon cedars were clapping their hands,
and the towers of the great city were
chiming their welcome, we began to
laugh and sing, and leap and shout:
"Home! home! home!"
Then I felt a child's hand on my face,
and it woke me. The children wanted
to play more. Children always want to
play more.
A BONAPARTE LOVE LETTER-
KaxJearinff Term with Which me lea.
Wrote ta Mme. Rwamltr.
An Invincible charm wraps up your
very indifference. You repulse my
prayers, you order me to be silent, you
repeat the declarations that drive me
to despair, you chill ray hopes,, you:
dispel my Illusions as fast as they
crowd-en me, and although, one word
would make me happy you win not say
It. A gesture, a kind look, another sight
of you la the garden walk where you
avoided me would transport my soul.
I prefer to hear you chide me to being
banished from your presence forever.
In telling me that I am a mad man
you infuse a grace Into the harsh words
that make me truly mad. Those pretty
trifling airs and graces of which you are
unaware are mingled so dellolously
with your refusalthat I oannot resent
what you say. They go to the bottom
of my soul. My Juliet, believe me when
I say that I never knew what a deml
sentiment was, that I could never lie
to a woman, that I am capable of going
through fire and water for her, and that
I should be broken hearted were It not
for the fancy that a momentary gleam
of Joy passed over your face the last
time I approached you. I was too timid
to show my feelings. I did not dare
ask you for as much as a piece of rib
bon, as a symbol of my slavery, for a
lock of hair, a flower. Send me a snfp
or ribbon or a tress. Write nothing. I
shall then respectfully throw myself at
your feet. The only thing I want Is to
see the tear of sensibility fall from your
eye, or to hear from you that you trust
me as a friend. This, Indeed, would be
a blessing. Oh, Juliet, a ribbon, a lock
of hair, or a tear! L. B,
Too Lacy- to Move
'A most curious and sluggish creature
Is the tautawa, a nine-inch lizard,
whose home is In New Zealand. This
little Imitation saurian has the repu
tation of being the laziest creature
ever created. He Is usually found
clinging to rocks or logs along the
shores of rivers and lakes and has been
known to remain In one position per
fectly motionless for many months.
How the creature manages to exist L a
mvsterv-
Many people in the state of Washing
: ton who dislike the abbreviation
I "Wash.." are trying to substitute
j "Wn." for it.
; Sitin has a .magnificent domain of
: 119,000 square miles, a territory as lar-je
as the combined area of Missouri and
. Illinois.
j The largest sailing ship afloat Is the
remodeled Persian Monarch, S.9C3 tons
measurement. Her iron masts are 1S4
feet high from the de-CK.
! There will be a copy of the great ba
saar of Constantinople, a Cairo square
and an exact reproduction of the Al-
hambra at the Paris exposition in 190CX
j Jlnklets I want my wife to be a
woman who thinks before she speaks.
1 Plunkett Why don't you say you are
a confirmed bachelor? Detroit Free
Press.
"What makes them call Boston the
hub?" "I guess it's because its such a
center for wheels." replied the vulga
rian who thinks Browning is nonsense.
Vp5' -n star.
Many of the pleasure gardens and
castles of the Japanese nobles are now
turned into parks and schools, and used
for other public purposes.
Two or three species of birds are
known to accompany the crocodile
whenever he appears above water, and
they give It the alarm when danger ap
pears. The brain of man Is the most con
voluted of that of any animal in the
world. The lower the animal In the
scale of Intelligence the smoother the
brain.
The humming bird. In protecting Its
young, always flies at and pecks at the
eyes of its adversary. Crows have been
found totally blind from the humming
bird's bill.
There are practically no oaths In the
Japanese language. About the most em
phatic remark available for use, even
by jlnriklsha men in a street blockade,
is shlnksu, or "beast."
Lady How nice you removed that
bunion. Chiropodist Yes, I have bad
considerable experience. I used to do
all the carving at one of the biggest
hotels in this city. Tamamny Times.
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