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That Night at
IT WAS the third day of the carni
val at Milan. In the year lfvMi.
Ionizetti's immortal laasterp-w-Lucia
Ui Lantmeruioor, had Uvu per
formed for the first Uuie at the San
Carlo, in Naples, a few months previ
ous, and wu then uniting iu trium
phal tour through Italy.
Then genius of Bergamo's sweet bard
bad attained lu culminating point.
Iu great aria and the stupendous
magnificence of the septet had elee
tritied the entire musical world; even
the star of Uoasiiil wag eclipsed hy
the Incredible success of the younger
composer.
Milan was in an uproar; the street,
squares, and arcades were illuminated
a giorno; the cathedral in marble
majesty glittered beneath the glare
f innumerable lanterns, while the
Joyous laughter of sixty thousand
pleasure-seekers made the old, nar
row streets ring and echo again, and
the Scala, Italy's greatest opera bouse,
blaze with glory, had placed before
the entrance, in letters of ftauie, the
magic word Lucia.
No wonder the crowd hastened
thither; for eighty lire you could not
have obtained, a seat It was the
third representation only, and fame,
beauty, or gold could not have forced
ail entrance. It was six o'clock; the
pit and gallery boxes and stalls of the
immense theater were crowded to suf
focation. Four thousand eager people
four thousand anxious, soulful Ital
ianswere waiting with subdued
frenzy for the curtain to rise.
The nobility of Lombardy graced
the boxes, the political celebrities of
the city "rowded the passages, all the
elite of the art-loving town had flock
ed thither.
The heat was stifling; at half-past
six the overture began. The Immense
throng was silenced at the first wave
of the conductor's baton. Was It not
to hear the last and most admirable of
Donizetti's operas? Had not the
Neapolitan papers been devoured with
avid eyes? Va it not to hear the
song over which Italy was raving?
And Inst, but not least, was it not to
applaud the beauteous prima donna.
Albert who had achieved such a
colossnl success the two previous
nights? their favorite their idol the
divine Allied: who had sung for seven
consecutive seasons in Milan, alike
renowned for her consummate art,
her beauty, and her unrivaled voice!
How the audience was moved! bow it
trembled with expectant ecstasy!
Xlie curtain rose at last
The hunters' chorus was listened
to with religious attention; the bari
tone's song and cabaletta which follow
caused but a slight impression in spite
of their veritable excellence, and the
shifting of the scene to the park where
I.ucia make her first appearance was
welcomed .with a bushed murmur of
delight , '
A frail, white-robed female form
advanced toward the footlights, her
eyes were cast down, and she moved
lowly near the prompter's box. There
she stood still, raised her eyes and
gazed full upon the audience.
A howl of disappointment arose
from the house: "It's not Alfieri!"
The cry was echoed on all sides;
groans, hissing, and stamping of feet
drowned the orchestra.
"Oil! off! Alfieri! Alfieri"
The woman, confronting that audi
ence, not in the least disconcerted,
walked leisurely around the stage. A
man peeped out from the side-scenes,
it was the director astonished and
disturbed.
"Who is that woman? It is not
Alfieri!"
"No one knows no one saw her en
ter." Again the conductor raised his
(aton;the unknown prima dunna seem
ed to rouse , herself from her pensive
lethargy, and moved solemnly to the
center of the stage.
The clamor had ceased.
She raised her eyes to the level of
the first tier, and stood In the full
force of the light. Sha was won
ilrously beautiful, but white white as
snow; deathly, spectrally white; not
a tinge of rose enhanced the marble
graces of her face, which was purely,
faultlessly Greek.
Her eyes, black and radiant, flash
ed luridly. When she dropped them
their tint became sad, gray, and
crepuscular. Her lips shone red as ver
Biiliou, and seemed like a gash like
hideous gash when contrasted with
the whiteness and rigidity of her face.
Her hair, long and purplish. In un
dulate tresses rioteu over ber should
ers, pure and colorless aa marble.
She bad no ornaments. A tuberose
thrust in a rebellious curl adorned her
brow; around ber throat was a piece
of broad, black velvet
Der dress was white all white.
8hc gated weirdly upon the audience
and began. In a strange, vague, un
earthly tone of "voice, the ravishing
aria of "Lucia" upon ber entrance.
I was present, and I can recall per
fectly the cold sensation and chilliness
I felt at the first few notes.
It seemed to me aa If some bum Id
cavern had been suddswly opened, and
that 1 had breathed the first icy wafts
of air emanating therefrom.
Not a aotwid save ber voice wss
ward. Bor hands bung listlessly by
her side. I do not remember how she
Mulshed. I heard Mr tat strange
times change to a soft, tweet voice
'V fascluatteg. bolt-lIlM brilliancy, aad
: .; from a timaaa by hoarlag
-La Scala."
the audience shriek and stamp with
delight.
The applause was feerisb and fran
tic then suddenly ceased as if by
enchantment; the strange woman had
turned aside and begau the ordinary
stage business and duet with Kdgardo,
as Alfieri would have done. The act
eudt-d in lnd"-ribable amazement.
"Who is she? Who is she? What
a voice!" and much exclamations were
heard on all sides.
The director appeared at this mo
ment, evidently anxious to find out
for himself who the beautiful pale
songstress was. but could answer no
inquiries.
In the meantime I hurried behind
the scenes to Alfieri's dressing room,
where I had often gone to chat with
her. exjiectiug to see this marvelous
creaure.
The apartment was illuminated:
Lucia's bridal costume for the second
act was ready on the sofa; a bottle
of Asti wine, which Altipri always
partook of between the acts, stood on
the table; but naught proved that the
room had been oceupitd previously
by another nothing showed the pres
ence of the new-comer.
I waited a few minutes, took a few
whin's from my cigarette, and was
about to return, w hen I spied upon
the floor an earring of such uncommon
size that I stooped to pick it up, and
gazed upon it in wonder, held siwll
bouud by its beauty.
It was a solitaire diamond, richly
set of a slightly greenish tint. I
knew the value of green diamonds,
and estimated this oue to be worth
at least seven or eight thousand dol
lars, being really finer than any I
had seen In the fumous vaults of
Dresden.
I hastened down to the director's
office to remit it, thinking it leloiigPd
to the new comer or to Alfieri. The
director was absent; soon I heard the
bell ring. The diamond in my hand,
I hastened to my seat.
The unknown woman again entered;
she was, if possible, a tinge paler than
before. She wore gloves this time,
and her lips were not so cruelly red.
She sang, and, ye gods, what song!
Her voice soared, Fpread, fused with
other invisible voices; it rang sono
rously, anil murmured divinely in
magnificent power ai-d harmony a
voice all lire, a voice all soul.
I trembled the audience quivered.
Still that strange being stood iu the
same position, still did her great lum
inous black eyes gaze continually up
ward; she seemed not to heed her fellow-artists;
the bewilderment of Kd
gardo, the anxious, inquiring glance
of Ashton did not move her; she would
glide by them like a sylph, a vision
lignt ethereal, graceful. No one
heard her walk she sang!
Again the curtain fell, again t ie
house cried out with delirium. "I'.rava!
brava!" yelled the rabble.
Hut no one apjwared.
Again I went to Alfieri's Ihjx while
the ballet (which lu those days was
performed between the acts) wag go
ing on, but it was empty; so I re
turned to listen to the animated dis
cussions and conversations In the
lobby.
"Alfieri is eclipsed; she is Pasta and
Persian! combined! She is not human,
she Is an angel from Heaven's gates!"
'"Tis the Ueatrice of Dante descend
ed from Heaven!"
A friend came from behind the
scenes.
"Well, what news, Kicclardo? Have
you seen her?"
"No, but Gruzzini has" (Grnzzlnl
was the tenor, a handsome fellow),
"and he tells me he spoke to her
forced to do so by some subtle, mag
netic attraction. He told her of his
woi.der, his admiration, his love, I
beiieve, and she answered him. In
Milanese dialect, 'We shall meet
again.' "
The bell rang, and the curtain went
up slowly. The lights seemed to burn
badly, and the heat was stifling, but
upon the entrance of the mysterious
stranger a sudden chill pervaded every
one.
We did not breathe to listen, and
as 1 gazed upon her, charmed by her
supernatural beauty, I noticed that
from one of her ears hung a bright,
large stone, similar tothe one I held
in my hand. Scarcely had I seen It
when she caught my eye. She smiled
the only time. I averted my glance.
The music went on.
The scene where the unhappy Lucia,
after having been dragged to the altar
by ber heartless brother, realizes the
full atrocity of bis conduct seemed to
influence the sombre sprite-like prima
donna, for she roused herself at last
and acted acted witb the frenzy of
passion, acted wltb the sublimity of
pathos and despair. She was Intense,
superb in the mad scene. Her voice
bad sobs of anguish.
Up swelled the vertiginous staccato
high above tbe moans of the orchestra.
She raved, she wept, and the large
tears rolled down her white cheek;
her balr floated wildly over ber quiver
ing shoulders, and still rang forth ber
magical, heartrending notes.
I trembled; tbe bouse groaned.
The mad scene lies red Its end, and
the musicians, as If ordered, ceased
to play. Tbey looked at ber, she sang
unaccompanied. It waa terrible, un
ique, sublime.
The culminating point arrived, aad
tba pains aad pangs of Donlsetti's
Btaaterptoct vibrated oo bar lips aa
I they had or doc 02 lips brfcre.
She gazed wildly, stupidly about
when she stopped, and I saw drops
of blood oox from her mou.1" "he
fell heavily upon the stage, and ice
curtain went down. The house wss lu
tears.
Half an hour later all Milan knew
of the miraculous performance at r1
Scala. The last act of the opera wvs
listened to without curiosity, Lueli
not appearing in it. Nothing occurred
except tbe indisposition of the tenor.
Gruzzini, who was Liken suddenly ill.
and I afterward learned, died that
night.
Milan, outdoors, all fun and aiCz
tiou, could not comprehend the story
told in the cafes and ou the squares.
The reports were called exaggerated,
and the singer's phenomenal voice a
myth. No one could find her, and it
was in vain that I waited for more
than an hour in Alfieri's box.
The director told me confidentially
that he was as nonplused as the audi
ence, and bad never beheld the mar
velous singer liefore. Then, as he
left me, he superstitious)- added: "She
was a spirif, I believe."
Full of conflicting tnutights. I walk
ed sndly homeward, and heard again
through the quiet streets, far awjiy
from the riot and revel of the carni
val, the heavenly echo of that unut
terably divine voice.
I walked on. and passed across the
Saint Italda Cemetery to near my
home. It was late. The noise of
Milan's festivities reached my ear
from time to time faintly.
Within a few steps of my house,
separated by a high wall from the
end of the graveyard, there, beneath
a few cypress trees, in the full glare
of tbe moon, I beheld nn unusual
sight
Tbe cemetery, through which I pass
ed regularly, and which I knew In
every nook and corner, presented In
that particular spot a singular sect
I advanced, and remarked with as
tonishment that a tomb had been ex
humed. Sure enough, the sod on either side
was all strewn and scattered here and
there, foot prints were plainly visible,
a lid, to my horror I saw that the
co til n was open. In it, wrapped rather
loosely In a faded yellow shroud, was
a human form.
1 was alout to call for the guard,
when my eye was suddenly attracted
by a faint greenish light twinkling
near the top of the co.'fiu.
1 stooped over, and to my amaze
merit saw a diamond earring In the
lobe of the corpse's .ear the mate of
the one I had found.
The moonlight, checkered by the
tree-boughs, did not aliv me to view
the face, and trembling I drew aside
and lit a match. Aproucbing. I gazed
on the body. It was the sjici-tral song
stress! I'lterly bewildered, with haggard
eyes and quivering knees, I grasped
the colli n lid and replaced It over the
livid face. On it waa written iu large
letters:
Virginia Cofiseli, queen of soprani,
died September, 1781, requiescat In
puce.
I remember a wild thrill of horror
came over me and I fell senseless.
For weeks I raved In delirium. When
I had sufficiently recovered I left
Milan. I'eople were still talking of
the mysterious prima dona. Saturday
Kvening Tort.
His Own Hat.
George Buchanan, who represents the
firm of Bunnell & Buchanan on the
curb, was tlie victim of his own love
of raising a rumpus on Die day when
the curb takes to smashing hats. Be
fore Mr. Buchanan left his ollice that
morning he warned his partners that
if they happened to come down to Uie
curb on that morning he would see to
it that their hats paid the penalty.
When Mr. Von Gos-sler, his junior part
ner, put In an appearance in the crowd
the genial Buclianan proceeded to put
his threat Into effect. He knocked the
visitor's hftt off and made a football
out of It.
"I told you what would happen to
you!" he said.
His partner took It very good-naturedly,
merely remarking, as he head
ed for the office:
"I remembered all right. That was
the new bat you Ixiught yesterday and
forgot to take home. It fitted me all
right!"
While Mlack berries.
By means of (Toss-breeding Luther
Burbank. of Santa Itosa, California,
has devclopi d a variety of blackberries,
which are perfectly white, as bright as
snow in the sunshine, and so trans
parent that the seeds can be seen in
side tlie riM.' fruit. The wiedn are said
to be unusually small, and the berries
are as sweet and nieltlngly tender as
the finest of 'the black varieties. The
familiar Lawton berry is described as
tbe great-grandparent of the new white
variety, to which has been given the
name "Iceberg." Tbe white berries
are as large as the Lawtons.
Ked Blindness.
Inability to "see red" Is (he main
form of color blindness from which
sailors suffer. Last year thirty-four
officers and would-be officers of Great
Britain's mercantile mirine fulled to
pass the color tests; and of these twenty-three
were more or less completely
red blind, the rest more or less unah)
to distinguish green. Tbe 4,000 candi
dates for certificates were also sub
mitted to a test for form vision, and
twenty-two of them filld to distin
guish the form of tbe object submitted.
We have always Imagined that It la
called a de but because It means that
one more has butted In.
When run make wishes, It la a sign
yoa art sot gattlag what yon vast
8' W i i i i i i i i UMlH I
0LI
j FAVORITES I
Mr Nam la Norvat
My nan is Nerval; on the Grampian
hula
My father feeds his Bocks a frugal
swain,
WbMe constant cares were to lucreaae,
bia t ore.
And keep his only son, myself, at home.
Fur 1 had heard of battles, and I longed
To folio to tbe field some warlike lord;
And heaven soon granted what my sirs
denied.
This uiuou which ro- last night round
aa my siiield.
Had it yet tilled her bonis, when, by
her light.
A baud of tierce barbarian from the bills
UuiIhhI like a turrent down upon the
vale.
Sweeping our flock and herds. Tlie
shejiherda fled
Fer safely and for succor. I alone.
With bended bow and quiver full of ar
rows. Hovered alout the euemy, and marked
Tut road he took; then hasted to my
friends.
Whom, with a troop of fifty chueen men,
I met advancing. The pursuit I led.
Till we o'ertook the Hiil-encuuibereJ
foe.
We fought and conquered. Ere a sword
w as drawu
An arrow from uiy bow had pierced their
Chief,
Who wore that day the arms which now
I wear.
Upturning home in triumph, I disdained
The shepherd's slothful life; and having
heard
That our good king "had summoned his
bold peers
To lead their warriors to the Carron
side,
I left my father's house, and took with
me
A chosen iprvant to conduct my steps
You trembling coward who forsook hit)
maMer.
Journeying with this iutcut, I passed
these towers,
And, heaven directed, came this day to
do
The happy deed that gilds my humble
name.
John Home.
A flon Hater.
Flow gently, sweet Aftou, among thy
green braes;
Flow gently, I'll sing thee s song to thy
praise;
My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring
stream,
F'ow gently, sweet Afton. disturb not
her dream.
Thou stock-dove whose echo resounds
through the glen,
Ya wild wliisiling blackbirds In yon
thorny den, . :
Thou green -crested lapwing, thy scream
ing forbear;
I charge you disturb not my slumbering
fair.
How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighboring
hills.
Far marked with the courses of clear
winding rills!
There daily 1 wander a noon rises high.
My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in
my eye.
How pleasant thy banks and green val
ley, below.
Where wild in the woodlands tile prim
roses blow!
There oft as mild evening sweeps over
the lea.
The sweet scented hirk shades my Mary
and me.
Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it
glides.
And winds by the cot wbero my Mary
reside;
How wanton thy waters her snowy feet
lave,
As gathering swept flowerets, she stems
tby clear wave!
Flow gpntly. sweet Afton, among tby
green braes;
Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of
iny lays;
My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring
stream,
Flow ftiitly, sweet A'ton, distnrb not
her dream.
liobert Burns. .
SUNFISH WEIGHED A TON.
Captured Off the California Coast with
a float Hook.
A huge, throbbing lump of fish flesh,
estimated to weigh nearly a ton, and
resembling an elephant In ail but
shape, was fought to its di-ath in the
channel this morniag and held up on
the beach to amaze tin summer thous
ands, bays the Avaion (Cal.) corres
pondent of the Los Angeles Time,
It was a giant sunfisb.
Tbe capture of the creature consti
tutes one of the most remarkable and
interesting events In Catatlna history
a history which is crowded with
extraordinary piscatorial events. The
catch aatounded pioneer fishermen and
summer newcomer alike, for no fish
anything like tbe one caught to-day
was ever seen In these waters before.
There have been vague traditions of
sunflsh weighing half a ton ba.ng
been seen, but such reports here been
generally discredited. The fish taken
to-day eclipses tbe storied ones and
establishes a new record.
To two women fishing enthusiasts
came the glory of the discovery of the
unique monster, and to a couple of
sturdy boatmen tbe fight to subjugate
It and the colossal task of getting the
prey ashore.
Mix A. W. Barrett and Mrs. Nellie
Hall, of Rochester, N. Y., were out
after jewflah with Skipper George
Fsrns worth In the launch Nestella.
While gaslng over the placid channel
about a mile off shore the two women
almost simultaneously discerned a
great, black, wriggling mass on tba
urfaaa of tba water about 100 yarda
titan. It ww wbaie-Uke la sla bat
was biacs and rough, so Faroswonii
put bis boat alwut for su luvestiga
tion. Tbe mammoth sunfisb was ap
p reached ss noiselessly aa potwibi
and closer views showed it to be lazilj
lolling about in enjoyment of the sua
Close approach was known to be peri
loua courting of shipwreck, but a con
sultation of tbe trio showed tbe wo
men stout hearted. It was decide!
to engage and snare tbe monster if
possible. Farrasworth armed bimsell
with bis stoutest gaff hook and full
steam was throw on for a rush along
side.
Vi neo within reach Famawortb
swung bis gaff wltb all bis might and
the book sunk deep Into the flesh ol
tbe sleeping monster. Then began
one of the most terrific fish fights eve
heard of lu this home of gamy set
prey. The hook took a firm bold, tbt
palu awakening the sunflsh and goad
hig it to fury. Tbe fish threw It
huge form about pulling and beatluj
In Its struggle to get free from th
painful book. Its big tins and tai
lashed the wpter to a foam and re
pea ted ly drenched the trio from heat
to foot. The little launch rocked ni
plunged, several times careening ova!
to the danger point. Farnswortb brae
ed his feet Pinched his teeth and jus
held on. The women offered blm sucl
assistance as they could.
For a mortal hour this exciting com
bat continued. Then help came to thi
drenched and tired trio. From tt dis
tance Harry Kims saw that a battli
extraordinary was on aud hurried u
the scene In bis lauueh. Kims sunl
his gaff Into the wounded fish and bj
taking turns they held on until it, hat
fought Itself into complete exhaustion
It was one hour and forty mlnutei
after Kims arrived that the sunlisl
stopped fighting, which made It elos
to three hours froni the time It wa
first gaffed until it was conquered.
SULTAN AND HIS PLAYERS
Actors Hava Military Oreanizatlo.
and Are Subject to CalL
The Sultan of Turkey has his ow,
way of taking his theatrical pleasure
An account of the performances give
before biin was recently made puhll
by one who was long attached to th
palace staff, and It reads like the ei
aggerntlous of a comic opera Ubretthr
The pjwer that controls all these pet
forma uces Is Arturo Ktravolo, know:
simply as Arturo, who came from Ni
plea some years ago and settled wit
his father, mother, sisters and brother
mid sisters In-law In Coutantinopli
He was formerly a di;tlect comedian 1
Naples.
lie U a prime favorite with the Su!
tan. The other aciors aw called t
the p;ilace to perform not oftener tba
once a mouth. Arturo acts at leat
weekly.
As the Sultan Is very fond of vi
rlety and will rarely consent to wilnes
the same performance twice, It Is ne
estary to provide constant change. T
do this one of the Stravolos ls alway
traveling through the Kuropean cap'
tals at the expense of his patron, seek
Ing novelties.
All of the Sultan's actors must wea
a certain uniform. They have a mil!
tary organization. Angelo Is a llet
tenant; the violinist Luigl, Is a cai
tain; the baritone, Gatttnno, Is a majoi
and the tenor, Nicola. Is a genera.
The performances take place at u
fixed time, but whenever It appears t
the Sultan Hint he would like to s
a show. Thus the company, like so
dlers, must always be ready to marcl
Frequently the director of the oi
cbestra, Aranda Pasha, will be noUfio
In the middle of the night that b
must come to the palace ao quickly a
possible. He learns on arriving tha
his majesty ties' res to hear "L'n Ball
in Mawhera," or some other opera. A
the Sultan's wish Is a command, th
opera begins within half an hour.
The Sultan sits entirely alone, as i
rule, and If any point In the actios
of either play of opera Is not clear b
halts the performers until it Is ei
plained to him. New York Sun.
How a Tramp Hawed Wood.
Harry Sanderson, mamiger for Ton;
Tastor, who lives at Oranford, N. J
not feeling particularly well, took i
day off recently and remained at hom
From the window of his library be ot
served a tramp entering his gate, am
he walked down to the rear door t
meet him. It was the old story a rt
quest for a meal. Having a load o
unsawod wood In Uie shedi, he toll
the fellow that If he got to work an
performed on the sawbuck for a brie
period he would have something pr
pared for him.
Tbe tramp went to the shed and Inc
mediately the sound of vigorous saw
Ing waa heard, stick after stick pari
Ing under his energetic efforts, Callinj
the tramp into the kitchen, Sandersoi
complimented him upon bis energy
and tbe tramp replied wltb a modes
air that whenever be bad anything t
do he generally paid attention to 11
The meal was eaten and tbe tram
expressed bis thanks and departed.
Shortly after Sanderson went out fa
the shed and waa surprised to flni
every stick of wood Intact Upon la
qulry in the village be ascertained tha
be had been entertaining a strandet
ventriloquist, who was working hi
way back to New York from Kastoi
Pa. The mean chap had simply got
Into the shed aad given him Imltatloj
of sawing wood. Rochester (N. Y,
Herald.
The Army Incabaa.
la Russia 2,810 men In every mQ
lloa are annually called Into the army
la Germany and In Franca 5,820
To get so large a number of French
men weaklings have to be taken. Thli
makea the mortality In tha Fnmcl
amy three and a half times that ol
tba Oansaa army.
SOME ftAMTY UBSCSX.
There are many who would not at
tempt to make a frock or even a
blouse, but who always make their
own lingerie. For the real dainty and
fine garments such exorbitant pricea
are usually asked that, unless one has
plenty of money, tbey must content
themselves with Inexpensive things or
make them one's self. A corset-cover
ran easily be cut from one's shirt
waist pattern. The one in the Illustra
tion Is cut just to the waist wide
bending put ou for a waistband, and a
circular tall put on It. The Inserting
Is braided on In diamond shapes. Tbe
pelti'-oat ruffle Is extremely pretty and
blunders very well. The shapes are
all rut out first and bound all around
with Inserting. These are whipped to
gether; the edge by so doing makea
points. A rather wide lace is tbea
sewed all around them. The ruffle ia
sewed on with a row of the Inserting.
The sleeves In the nightgown are very
pretty, having the Renin entirely opea
and not drawn in to any band at the
elbow. The edges have a ruffle of laro
all around. The little shaped yoke baa
three Swiss embroidery motifs appll
qued on It and a design In briar stitch
ing. It is edged around the top with a
llttle'rullle of lace.
When the lr;u t'oinen.
There are pleating recollections called nf
hy the lentil show,
Memories of youthful plcanr m tss
days of hunt ago;
Vividly again lire pictured seem rburt
then enjoyed reimwn,
And the mine old thrills we're 'feeling
wiien Uie circus cmiies to town.
We remember how the urchins then by
scores were supplicant
For the job of luring water for rii
thirsty elephants;
How they u ed to gather early and ex-
prrss their wonderment,
For a palure of enchuuMnent was tk
old-time circus tent.
Wt remember how we struggled for a
semt down near the ring.
To be close to clown and riders and itrrp
track of everything;
How we watched with wide-eyed wonder
when each daring leap was made.
How we feasted on the eanut and tint
ed lemonade.
We remcwiber young ambitions in ttio
old-time circus days,
,Vhen we yearned to wear the iquitigkaa
and disjsirt in public gaze;
How we envied all th ridrrw their ena-
nection with the show,
'And bow sadly we lamented when tea
saw the circus go.
Jt is not the owl-time circus that now
gayly comes to town,
Not the old-time beasts and riders and
the solitary clown;
For by train loads now performers ind
accessories are brought.
And the tented dhow ia spreading o'er a
forty-acre lt.
Great snd many are the changes sine
those happy early days
When the little clrcu charmed us, sod
in wonder we would gaze;
liut tfcere cornea the same old feeUiig.
ami we simply have to go,
Tliough there's risk of getting cross-eyed
at the modern tented show.
Pittsburg Chronicle.
Germ Theory of Consumption.
Prof. Koswi, of the Imperial hchh
oftieo, has reported to the Berlin Med
'Ical Society the results of the pro
longed experiments of the tuberculoma
commission In Infecting calves with
human tuberculosis. Prof. Koch's ob-'
servatlons, prior to the celebrated Lon
don addrws, cauweil tbe health office to
appoint the commission to make sys-
S curat Ic experiments. The commission's
, nvestigatlons cover three forms of In
troducing tubercle bacilli In calves
first, cutaneous Injection; second, la
food, and, third, by Inhalation. The
preliminary report covers only the frrrt
form, but the experiments with the
other forms continue. Tbe commission
summarizes as follows: "The series
of experiments strengthens Prof.
Koch's view that animal coiurampUoa
aa tbe cause of human consumpUoa
does not play the role generally at
tributed to It but definitive judgment
requires further experimentation."
What's In a NameT
Nlkolaldes Polltes Popokonoroa haa
been arrested in New York on a charge
of having given a false name eleven
rears aao when he atmlied for hia u.
lurallsatlon papers. A plea of juatrfl.
cation will be entered.
Notice la served on country msn
that when town people visit them tbey
would rather go to tba cellar for a
drink of milk than to hava It brought
to tbem la tha parlor.
How
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