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The Sioux County Journal. VOLU31E VIII. HARKISOX, NEBRASKA THURSDAY, MAY 14, 18. NUMBER M..3 CASABICRANKA. The girl at on the baseball ataud AIJ but ber beau bid fled, And k, poor chip, could uot demand Relief from what ahe mid. "Wby doea the pitcher throw it ao?" Hlf murmured in dismay. ""Such actions violent, 70U know, His awkward moves display. Wfc? does he ao expectorate Upon the imw white ball? Was lie Dot taught uuti too late That tbat't uot uk-e at all? Wlby doea that fellow don a cage And let bis voice reaound Id cries of 'Strike!' awak'ninf rage la those upou tbe ground? Why do the runners alwaya fall And slide upon their face. Or else tbey do Dot care at all I'pn aome other place? Why do the people murmur 'Rank? He tat do rauk, 'tis plaiu. Wfcy doea that player, lean and lank, Seem in auch awful pain? Why doea the catcher wear that pad Cks to bia bosom pressed ? And why has not the other bad His clothes cut like the rest? Why doea that player awing tbe wood Jo mi eh a reckless way And question, as no good man should, WJiat those behind him aay? Why do the men auch colors wear" But here she turned her head, Am) then at last became aware Her escort had dropped dead. -Nebraska State Journal. THE KODAK'S EYE. "It u Just all year ago that I took my Ural walking tour with niy kodak dareay you remember. I bad passed through I'lnley oue glorious June morn ing, and on tbe outskirts I came across one of the prettiest cottages I ever saw In ay life. Gables, you know, and a porrb framed In honeysuckle; and run ning cp tbe bill lebind tbe bouse, an old-fashioned gulden auch a garden! "A little boy was swinging on tbe gate." Thompson went on; ' pretty little cbap ataut 6, I should think. He was lashing tbe gate with a great bunch of whitethorn, and chirruping to bis steed is be awung back and forth. He looked acros tbe road at nie and laughed. 'If you'll keep quite still while I count six, I'll give you a bright new shilling,' I said. He eyed me critically. I set the focus and sighted the child in the finder of my kodak. I saw that the hillside garden and tbe honeysuckle porch would come Into the scope of the pic ture. But 1 wished tbe child bndn't ; tMCfMtlttlia- gtv. .. 'What ou got In the boxr be said. 'I'll abow you in a minute. If you keep quiet,' I an swered. Just as I put my flugcr to tbe button a cuckoo lu the copse began to call. The child lifted bis curly bead and listened rapturously. 'It's my bird,' be said, bur Just In-fore he spoke I bad prevtc-d the kodnk button. Someone shout'-d "Billy I from the cottage, and the child scrambled down from the gate. 'Here's your shilling.' I said. "-' turned back, thrust bis siniill hand through the white fence for his prize and ncnnipered off with It. "I bad only a short holiday that year, and on mv way home. going from Thorpe to I'rcnton, I took a wrong turning, and found myself near I'lnley again. I didn't really care, for I had made my forty-eight exposures, find wasn't looking for anything new. It wax furiously hot Hie morning 1 saw the picture collage for Itie second time. I came 011 It from In-hind the hill at the back, ami saw that the place was In reality a small farm. 'I dare say they'd give me a glass of milk.' I thought, and by way of making a short cut I climbed a wall ami dropped on the other side. Hut I came down 011 n wabbly stone lying In a rtlti h. lost my balance, turn ed my ankle, and lay cursing dismally for some minutes. Then I limped up to the bouse. There was no one about, and yet It wore an Inhabited air. I knocked at a side door and leaned heavily against the lintel. No one came. 1 limped around to the front. My little friend wasn't hanging over the gate this time. I went Into the porch and knocked again. Tbe door was opened -a woman of about 35, looking very ill, I thought, stood there waiting to know my errand. " 'Can I get aome one here to go for a fly? I've sprained my nnkle, and ' " There's nobody here,' she said, and sbfsik her head iiusyinpatbetlcally. I bad a horrible; fear that she was going to shut the door In my face. "'Cannon let me have a glass of milk?' I said. I wanted nothing In the world so much as an excuse to alt down. " 'Yes, I supHjsi mi,' she said, Indif ferently. 'Come this way.' "I followed her Into the kitchen. She gave uie a chair and went out. I sat nursing the injured ankle until she came back with the milk. "'I passed here alsmt ten days ago,' I said, 'on my way to Freuton.' '"IHd you'f' said tbe woman In a stupid way. She turned to the window and sat down on a low stool by a mar ket basket. I saw site bad been shell ing peas when I knocked. " 'I noticed your garden particularly. I haven't seen a finer one this year.' ' 'No, it ain't bad,' she replied, drop ping the fat peas Into the pall at her side. Tbey pattered down like hail stones. " 'How far shall I have to walk be fore I ran get a trap? I said. ' "'Nothing this side o Tarver's, I should think.' " Bow fair li thatr ""Bout half a mile.' I almost groaned aloud. I couldn't walk It. Homebody must be found who would go and treat with Tarver for me. " 'I saw a little boy swinging on tbe gate when I passed some days ago ' "Tbe woman turned ber bead so sharply In my direction that I stopped short. It was only an Instant's Inter ruption. The face was averted again and the peas began to ball against tbe tin. " 'Isn't be here now? I asked. "Tbe woman shook ber bead. It was very warm. Tbe perspiration stood in beads on ber forehead. She lifted her arm and passed the sleeve of ber print ed gown over her face. I set tbe empty glass on the table at my elbow, and took out my purse. I noticed the wo man's quick bands were idle again, and ber bead bent down. 'She Is very III. I thought. 'She can't go to Traver's, but " 'I'll be glad to pay somebody half a crown who will get me a fly,' I said aloud. 'Do you know of ' "She had lifted her bead and looked at me. " 'Was it you who gave him the shil ling' " 'Clave who? " 'Billy, my boy. You said you saw bint swlngln' on tbe gate. Was It you gave him a new shllllu'?' " 'Oh, I believe I did,' I said. "The sunburnt face worked and dropped on her folded arms. "'What happened,' I said, after a pause. She sat up and stared vacantly through tbe window. " 'I uaeu't to let him go outside the gate to talk to people passln',' she said. 'I called him In wben I heard voices that day. He showed me the shll-Iln'-: ' She broke off and wiped her eyes on tbe back of her hand. " 'Yea?' 1 said. " 'I didn't like him takin' money from strangers; I scolded him, an' be be cried.' Her own eyes were full of tears. 'I tried to make him say what tbe shll lln' was for,' she went on. 'He said, "Nothlo'." "Then you begged It," I aay a. "an' you're a disgrace," and be cried more an' said be hadn't ' " 'But that was quite true,' I Inter rupted. " 'Ob. I didn't know that. I didn't know that!' the woman moaned. 'I said I'd give him beatln' if be didn't tell me why the strange gentleman gave him the sbllliu'. I might 'a done tao.JiUt he stopped cryln' all of a sudden, au' said: "Wby. of course, mammy, I know why be did it It was because my cuckoo sang for blm, an' I kep' quiet so be could bear." I knew that was Just Billy's nonsense, but I didn't beat him oh, I'm glad I didn't beat blm.' "I waited till she found ber voice again," Thompson said, after a pause, as an excuse for the sudden failure of his own. "The woman explained," he went on, "that Billy had climbed up the labur num tree that same afternoon. 'He lost bis hold,' she said, an' the doctor says he must a' fell on his head - he died that night.' "I muttered something stupid alaiut sympathy. She went on shelling the peas. Looking vaguely around I caught sight of a chlM's photograph lu a frame on the opposite wall. ' 'is that a picture of your lioyV' I asked. " 'No, no.' said the woman; 'that's my sister's child, and be ain't dead, neither! We never had a picture of Billy. That seems to mnke it worse somehow. I tell my husband I believe I could bear It belter If I bad a picture of him.' " 'Why, I took a picture of hi in!' In my excitement I started up, and wrenched my unhappy ankle. I sank back faint from pain. "'You took a picture of my Billy ! She was standing beside me when opened my eyes., " 'Yes er or the bouse. He was at the gate, you know." " Thank God.' the woman said, shak ing her clinched hands pitifully. Thank God! Thank God!' "'But it may not come -out right,' I said, cursing myself for having raised hopes that my kodak might not justify. 'You see. It Isn't developed. I can't tell bow' " 'Oh, you must make It come out right, sir. Where Is It?' The hard, sun burnt face was quivering. "'It's here, in this,' I motioned to ward the kodak at my side. She kneeled down before It with clasped bauds, like a penitent before a shrine. "'You'll show It to me, sir-just for a minute!' " 'I can't Just now It Isn't developed.' " 'But Just let me see If It's my Billy. Oh, please, sir! If you knew, If you knew ' "'I'll let you have It as soon as It's ready,' I said. 'It would Is spoiled If I tixik It out now." " 'I'd be very careful,' said the wo man. She got up eagerly, and Instinc tively wiped ber rough bands on her apron. , " 'No, It's the light, you see, that would spoil It. It must be kept In (he dark.' I tried to explain, but she evi dently wasn't listening, She kept look ing down at the kodak with supersti tious awe.. "Someone passed the window. She looked up. They've got back!' she cried, breathlessly, and ran to the door lu the aculasry. She was talklug ex citedly alxiut Billy's picture when she came back with two men. It was ber husband and ber younger brother, borne from market. We soon arranged that after dinner, when the horse was rest ed. I should be driven to Freuton by my host, I'eter Shall, and that mean while I should go upstairs and lie down and let Mrs. Shail put cold water bandages on my foot. The pain bad become excruciating. "A very comfortable room it was that tbey put me In, and wben Mr. Shall said my foot was badly Inflamed and that I had better stay where I was for a few days I wasn't at all unwilling. "'Will you show me the picture to night?1 she said, the moment tbe plan was decided on. "A light broke In upon me. 'Unfor tunately, I haven't any developer wltb me. I should have to send for some.' " 'You can buy anything at Freuton,' she said. 'Shall will go for you.' " 'Oh, I should have to send to Lon don.' " 'Shall will go for you,' she repeated. '"As to that, the Eastman Company would send It. But I have everything at home, and when I get back ' " 'Oh, if you please, sir, don't wait Shall will take a telegram If you'll write it. I I you'll think me very strange, but ' abe leaned over tb foot of the bed and lowered her voice- 'the truth is, I think I'll go clear out of my mind If I go like this. It's all about Billy, sir. You won't speak about It to Shall, but I seem to be forgetting bow Billy looks. I can't go to sleep o' clghta for tryln' to make a picture of blm la my mind, and lfa get tin' harder an' harder. He'sonly been gone twelve daya, last night I couldn't seem to remember anything but bla hair. You see, I ruuat be goln' out of my mind. But If I bad a picture! Oh, sir, let Snail take a tele graph an' get tbe the whatever It la.' "She left tbe foot of the bed and came to tbe side. I looked up at tbe poor face and didn't hesitate long. 'Get me some paper and a pencil,' I said. , "Shail was dispatched wltb the tele graph,' and tbe next afternoon a packet came from the Eastman Company. "My foot waa very painful. Mra. Shall begged me not to stand on It. " 'I'll get you everything you want,' she said. ' " 'W ell, where is tbe kodak? I looked about as I undid Eastman's package " "Oh. It's In my room,' she said, tool. lug a little guilty; and she hurried on" with.' I observed, when SU3 camG back again. " 'No, indeed,' she said; but she flush ed under my glance. 'It's only been set tin' on my chest of drawers, where I could see It plain.' "But I mistrusted her. I dare say I showed It, too, for she hesitated au In stant, and said, slowly, In a blundering kind of way: 'You can't think, sir, what a comfort It was for me to lie and look at It. I kep thinking my Billy's In there. Maybe he's looking out now, through that little round win der! Shall said no, and told me bow it was; but, anyhow, It don't matter so much now If I do get mazed, nud cau't remember his picture's safe In that lit tle box. Seems queer, too. I've had such a lot of pictures of Billy In my head, an' I can't keep one clear; nn' that little eye In the box never forgets blm never forgets him like his own mother does.' Thompson cleared his t h roa t . "I asked her If she had a lamp with a red shade. 'Yes, sir,' she said, and started for the door. "'And bring In a couple of shallow dishes, pudding or vegetable dishes," I said, 'and a pair of scissors.' "I examined the kodak, but couldn't detect anything amiss. Still, I was full of forettodlng. The presentiment that something had happened to the par ticular picture I wauted became almost a conviction. "At my direct Ion the wooden shutters were closed and a pair of blankets and an eiderdown quilt were put over the window. The small, red-shaded lamp gave out a dim glow. On a table by my side were the dishes and the bath of developer. " 'Now, you cau go, Mrs. Shail,' I said. 'I'll call you when I'm ready.' " "Go, sir';' " 'Yes. 1 won't 1m- very long.' "'Oh, you mustn't send me away, sir,' she said. 'Let nie stay nn' I'll help you. 1 can't go away an' wait!' She began to sob. "I wished to the Lord 1 was out of It. But X thought. 'If the picture turns out right, after all!' Well, I began to feel more hopeful. "The light was put tichliid the l-d, and I opened the kodak, and took out the roll of film. " 'Where Is It? said the woman In n whisper, peering forward In the dark. "'1 think It s the third on this reel,' I sad. 'Give me the scissors.' She fumbled about on the table. 'Here!' she said. The word was hoarse, and spoken wltb difficulty. Tbe sound of ber voice made me nervous. What an Idiot I had been not to send her out! "I unrolled tbe film and cut through the punctured lines. 'Where Is the pic ture?' said the voice across tho table. I was conscious she was peering Into the empty kodak case. " 'I hope It'a there,' I said, miserably, my presentiment coming back, " 'Where? " 'Ou this piece of paper.' I Ojechan- lcally laid down the third exosure and returned the reel to tbe cu.se. "The woman came nearer. " 'Please, sir, turn it over,' she said. "'Whatr I asked. " The paper.' "This, do you mean? I picked up tbe scrap of film. " 'It Isn't there! It Isn't there! Tbe woman staggered back in the darkness. " 'Wait,' I said. 'We can't be certain for a few minutes. Don't go out Tbe door musn't be opened. But I was al most glad that she was prepared now for the worst. I was as certain as If I bad seen it that Billy's picture would be a failure. "Mrs. Shall was crying hoarsely in tbe corner. What a fool I'd been to say anything about that snap-snot 1 I poured tbe developer into a dish and submerged the film. I washed tbe liquid back and forth. " 'Please bring the light nearer,' I said, presently. Mrs. Shall got up and set the lamp on the edge of tbe table. I help up tbe film. " That one's turned dark,' said the woman, hopelessly. I knocked down the scissors with my elbow. She came round, fumbled on the floor and picked them np. I returned the film to tbe bath, with a sense of Infinite thankful ness and relief. Billy's picture was coming up all right! Aa I washed tbe staff back and forth I could see his white-thorn whip coming out black and distinct, and above It! 'Mrs. Shall bad laid down the scissors and was looking over my shoulder. "That one's something like this house,' she said, drearily. "'Look here! I cried, holding tbe dish nearer tbe tamp. 'What do you see there In front? "She leaned over the table and stared Into the dish. " 'Yes. I see a fence and a shrubbery, an' a gate, an' a wide collar, an' a face, an' Oh, Lord! Oh. Lord-It's my Billy wingln on the gate! " Thomson broke off at this point In his story and began to walk up and down the room. 'They send me a hamper full of flow ers every year, on tbe anniversary of the day I saw Billy swinging on the gate. I haven't seen them since one day In that same year, wben I went to take Mrs. Shall an enlarged photo graph of my snap-shot It came out splendidly T Thomson said, with pro fessional pride. "Beat child's photo I tver mw; the pretty background, tbe .iPfcfCfc of whitethorn banging over the gate, tbe uplifted face. Intent smlllng 'Just as If he heard bis mother callln' him,' said Mrs. Shall. " 'No; It was tbe angels,' said tbe woman, very low." Pall Mall Gazette. The Marriageable Age. In many ways tbe girls of 18 are more tit to marry than they were In our grandmother's time, and yet observa tion tells us without question that the age at which girls marry now Is ad vanced by several years beyond that of one hundred years ago. The early marriages of the past have been of no benefit to the present race, and we are showing wisdom In our gen eration in setting the clock of time back a few years. For oue thing only are early mar riages desirable, and even this result does not always accrue by any means. We mean the possibility of the couple growing more closely together In tastes and fancies If these are matured after marriage. It Is not considered desirable than the woman should be the elder of the parties to the coutract. But even this objection Is being lessened as years go by, for the woman of 40 now Is no older than lie woman of 'ZTi was fifty years ago. Nevertheless It Is well that there should be the advantage of age upon the husband's side. If a man does not marry until after he Is 35 It Is better that there should be a decided dis parity of age between them, as he will bo so set In his ways that the wife will be obliged to yield deference to bis wishes at every point. A woman who Is also set In her ways will not be likely to do this. When there Is a very great disparity lu the ages, as Is seen quite frequently, the wonder Is that the young girls can bo party to such con tracts, though It Is very wise for the man when he at 00 marries a girl of L'O. A woman of suitable age wouldn't put up with his almost certain crankiness.- -Philadelphia Call. They Did Not Believe It. A Prussian officer In the conquered province of Alsace one day visited a chapel in the outskirts of a town. Among tlie offerings of the devout peasantry he perceived a silver mouse, which so excited his curiosity that In asked an explanation of one of I he na tives. ''The story Is," said the Alsatian, "that an entire quarter of the town was Infested with an army of mice which were a veritable plague. At last a devout lady caused a silver mouse to be made, and offered It to the Vir gin, Shortly afterward every mouse disappeared." The officer burst out laughing. "What!" said he, rudely, "Is It pos sible the people of this country are so stupid as to believe such things?" "Oh, no!" quietly replied the Alsa tian; "for If we did, we should long ago have off trad tha Virgin a silver Prussia a. TOPICS OF THE TIMES. A CHOICE SELECTION OF INTER ESTINQ ITEMS. sta u Critic law asa Cat the la a of the ItmrMim- saarteal aatd News Mo taw. If ever the Sultan does get a good, bard American Jolt be will lose some of bis sublime portliness. The praise and blame which bang on the lowest boughs, and may be easily plucked, are generally worthless. Tbe cable Informs us that "Izzit Pat ha is under arrest In Constantino ple." It Isn't Izzit, it is? And If it is Izzit, wby is it? In Kentucky a dinner horn was mis taken for Gabriel's final trumpet. There's one horn down there, however, nobody ever makes a mistake about. Russia supports the French view of the DongoUi expedition. That Euro pean war cloud will wear Itself out chasing over the continent for a place to hover. Mr. Edison has succeeded in looking Into the human heart perfectly with the naked eye, it is said. Mr. Edison may get himself disliked If he is not careful. If Nicaragua really wants ber little revolution advertised she would better wait until Spain baa done with Cuba and until the United States Congress has shut up and gone home. An Indian philosopher being asked what were, according to his opinion, the two most beautiful things of the universe, replied: "The starry heavens above our heads, and the feeling of duty In our hearts." Tbe Ohio man who propones to Inflict a fine upon wearers of big theater bats Is on the wrong track. No mere pros pect of being fined $10,000 Is going to deter a matinee girl wbo has a new piece of headgear to show off. He who Is always changing from ob ject bo object finishes nothing, asnd bis life at last resembles a heap of de tached stones, which, If he had but kept to one plan, might have been built into a stately and commodious abode. John L. SulMvan say tba pugilists should organize and demand their rights. As the pugilists' rights are to bed, board, and clothes at a certain State institution. It Is evident the Hon. John L. Is tired of trying to earn his living outside. It was because Nelson attended to detail In respect of time that he was so victorious. "I owe," he said, "all my success In life to having been always a quarter of au hour before my time." "Every moment lost," said Napoleon, "gives an opportunity for misfortune." We come to those who weep foolish ly, aud sit dnvu aud cry for company, Instead of imiwrtlug to them truth and health in rough electric shocks, putLiug them once more In communication with their own reason. Welcome evermore to gods aud men Is the self-belping man. A sound philosopher once said: "He that thinks Innocent pastime foolish has either to grow wiser, or Is past the ability to do so; and I have always counted it au impudent fiction that playfulness Is Inconsistent with great ness. Many men awl women have died of dignity." The soul that Is full of pure and gen erous affi-clions fashions the features Into Its own angelic likeness, as the rose which grows lu grace and blos soms Into loveliness wnlch art cannot equal. There Is nothing ou earth which so quickly transfigures a personality, roilnes, exalts, lnidlait.es with heaven's own impress of loveliness, as a per vading kindness of the heart. As the man of pleasure, by a vain attempt to be more happy than any man can be, Is often more miserable than most men are, so the skeptic, In a vain attempt to be wise beyond what Is permitted to a uiiin, plunges luto a darkness more deplorable aud a blind ness more Incurable than that of the common herd, whom he despises and would fain Instruct. If Cuba Is willing to pay Spain StlOO, 000,000 for ber freedom Spain would do well to close with tho offer. Spain lifpds the money; the present war Is very expensive, and If Spain should succeed, after the expenditure of much treasure and many lives, it will bo a vrry long time before she can mnko $100,000,000 out of bor Island colony. Long before that time arrives it Is probable another and more costly Insur rection would break out lu Cuba. Woman's true strength lies in her quietness. The noisy, blustering, ar rogant, self asserting of the sex made the air hot with their voices, and trou ble the world wlub their superabundant activities. But this is not real strength It Is more generally just n sham and a show, which breaks dowu under the pressure of personal and private trhtl; while the true power of those who, aa wives, influence the present, and. &j mothers, mold the future. Ilea hidden from the public, all tbe more valuable because of Its reserve. The love which every child brings with it is In itself tbe strongest Indica tion of the needs of the child. Love la like sunshine; without it there can be no harmonious growth or development. As well expect a fruit tree to bear deli cious fruit In a cellar as expect a Child to grow up into symmetrical manhood or womanhood without love. As invari ably we appropriate tbe sunniest nook In the garden to Che nursery, so must tbe warmest aud sunniest apartxneota of the heart be given to the little onea. Nurtured In an atmosphere of love, their various powers expand in uncon scious but Incomparable beauty. After seventy-three years of Ufa Thomas Hughes is dead at Rugby, En gland. Wherever the English language is spoken and wherever English-speaking boys have grown up Into natural heartluess of thought and action the news will - be received with regret. Thomas Hughes occupied a unique place in the world of letters. The son of an English writer and artist, be sprung Into a reputation from his ons great piece of fiction entitled 'Tom Brown's Schooldays." That book was written In 1857 and It brought tbe au thor fame. He never rivaled the one great attempt. His knowledge of boy character and bis sympathy with all that concerns boy life are ao true that honest boyhood bas stamped tbe work as classic and enduring. He need not have written more. Thomas Hugbea was an Englishman who loved En gland, and as author, social economist and barrister be bas left hla Imprint upon the times. He was a friend of tbe laboring classes and bis representation! In Parliament for three terms between 185 and 18T4 endeared him to the masses. He was a reformer of practi cal bent, a believer In co-operation and a sympathetic friend to organized la bor. Tbe British colony at Rugby, Tenn., was placed under the superin tendency of Mr. Hughes in 1880, En glish capital being largely Invested tn the enterprise. Tbe venture proved successful, but a large element of the population is now American. What ever the lack of finished style in his books, the human sympathy of Thomas Hughes shines out of them. There waa something of Carlyle lu bia rig orous manlinesa, "softened by tha innate tenderness which concelvid the boy character of Arthur and which la 'Tom Brown at Oxford" paid such beautiful tribute to the 'memory of Dr. Arnold. So long as Rugby shall stand upon the map of England tbe name of Thomas Hughes will be associated with It and with the boy creatures of bis own wholesome fancy. Diamonds Are Plentiful. Are the diamond mines of the world Inexhaustible, or will tbe time coma when diamond diggers shall have dis covered the last of nature's store of carlton In its alio tropic form? Certain scientists argue that nature does not transform decomposed matter into dia monds rapidly enough to keep pace with the minors. There 1 a corpora tion In London which believes these sta tistics. Most of the diamonds to-day are mined lu South Africa. The En glishnieu who work the South African fields practically have a monopoly. With the isMjHng of their interests com petition has stopped. Baruey Barnato is reputed to have effected the consoli dation; at any rate it exists. The out put of the mines Is distributed to tho world by way of the Ixjndon corpora tion. The diamouds are shipped In tha roiijfh from the Kaffir seajwrta. Diamond merchants everywhere know that but a part of the annual out put reaches the trade. Where is the other part? The answer to that ques tion Is in the vaults of the Ixuidon com pany; for stored there are stones In tbe rough of incalculable value. Millions on millions of pounds are represented by the contents of those four massive stis-1 walla. ?ot a stone more Is put on the market than con be sold at the standard price set by the company. The rest of the output Is stored away to await the end of the diamond supply or, a larger demand. Tle company is cap itatlwd at $4,000,000, and pays hand some dividends each year despite the reserve tied up in the vaults. Last year it was estimated that one-fourth of tbe output of the mines waa stored away. If the contents of tbe vaults were put on the market at present diamond would be a drug on the market. New York World. 1 Sea Trout for Vermont. An experiment will be made In Ver mont this year with 5,000 sea trout eggs, which came from Scotland. The attempt to hatch the eggs of this fish, has never before been made In the United States. An effort will be made by a New York fish culturlst and tha small fish will be placed In the pura water of an inland lake near Rutland,' where tliey can bo closely watched. John Potts Are you tbe medium who advertises to unite tbe separated? Medium (proudly! I never fall. John Potts I wish you would connect ma with the $100 I got separated from last night. Life. IMS s. u i" '-'. ' fit, f V Sri- t 3 r S In'1 'I 'J f p V"; h V' V. . H r.V; w V if
