OLD AND IN
I !t In the chimney corner, an' Lear the young folk say:
'The world is weary of her she is old, anil In the way.
And fr vacant chair were better a solitary place
Than the palsied, wrinkled hands of her, and the tear-wet, furrowed faceT
I nnrsed 'em at my bosom ere Life't sun went down the Wert;
I sang Lore's sweetest songs to them and rocked their hearts to rest;
And now, that the sad time hastens the eliding of Life's day
I am only a useless woman I ain old and hi the wart
Thank God, it will soon be over Life's sun is sinking fast;
My feet are In the Talley and I see my home at last:
And I say, while the ange's beckon, "I'oor. and old. and gray.
There la room for me In heaven, where I'll not be in the way:
--Atlanta Constitution.
A Club Woman's Essay
WIIEN the chairman of the rro
gram Committee of our club
Invited me to write a paper
for one of the literary afternoons it
was a very easy matter to say "Yes."
The subject "The Rise and Fall of
Superstition" Interested me, and it
was a pleagure to treat it from my
own point of view. But when I re
ceived the club book for the new year
and saw the subject for the 13th of
November with my own name in fat
black letters as the essayist, when I
realized that I was to read the produc
tion not ouly before the members of
the club, but in the presence of visit
ors from various parts of the world,
my very soul legan to quake with fear
and bitterly did I repent me of uiy
.easy yielding to persuasion. I had ap
peared before the public many times
In print, but never in person w here I
was the chief attraet.tn, excepting
upon two occasions, one of them when
I read a sentimental commencement
address In a quavering voice and the
other when I walked up the aisle to
the tune of a certain march from Loh
engrin. So far I had made but one acquaint
ance in the fashionable apartment
building which was our home at the
time of which I write. Hut Mrs. Her
bert was worth a dozen ordinarv
HEB PASSION WAS THE THEATfcK.
friends, for to me there could not be a
more fascinating personality. She was
not beautiful, she was not even pretty,
but she was one of those mercurial be
ing whose very changefulness is more
attractive than mere perfection of fea
ture. She had a way of relating the
most trivial incident that compelled at
tention, her manner of relating anec
dotes was Inimitable and about her
there was ever a quality of efferves
cence and sparkle rarely found even
In the women of the Latin race. She
had been a widow for half a dozen
years, she told me, and although rich
in the world's goods she cared nothing
for society and never had belonged
to a woman's club. Most of us have
a favorite pastime, however, and Mrs.
Herbert's ruling passion was the thea
ter. She sew every reasonably good
troupe that came to Chicago, attend
ing the play about four evenings a
week, upou which occasions she usual
ly was attended by her brother, a
quiet, pale young man with a wooder
expression. She had told ne but little
f her past, and I decided in my own
Wind that she had wru bruugiii up iu
a quiet country town where the de
lights of the theater were unknown,
and that she was now bent upon grati
fying an Inordinate taste for the
dranm.
Mrs. Herbert came to my rooms one
evening just as I had finished writing
'my club paper, which at her request
I read to her. Seated ou a low In
dian stool, with her soft draperies bil
lowing about her, and with her slen
der hands clasped about her knees, she
listened Intently, her earnest eyes fixed
upon my face. But when I had fin
ished I noticed that her straight brows
were puckered Into a slight frown.
"It Is very Interesting," she said,
Slowly, "but, my dear woman, you
would ruin the finest literary produc
tion ever torn lu mortal brain by the
rat-tat-tnt way 4n which you rend it.
Now, those anecdotes would be thrill
ing, positively thrilling, if properly re
lated, but under your treatment they
become commonplace."
"I shall read it in a large hall, and I
hall raise my voice, of course; It will
aund much better there than here," I
. replied, somewhat nettled by her caus
tic criticism.
"Pardon me," abe returned, "It will
aotmd much worse in a large room
than In this one. Ton have a way
f dropping your voice at the end of
my sentence which would be abso
lutely maddening to an audience anx
low t bear yoo. . Too mast get rid of
Oat fMlt, audi pray raise your eye
front year note when yoo are telling
CV I ocwfctatr I exclaimed, terri-
f 1 Cl tie vtw thcMht "I should be
wrmsr x m
:ts t CJ dm giance f
THE WAY.
m r"
I know which would ccsfuM HSL ana
when I returned to my in .script
again I should lose my place .i-i puf
fer an agony of embarrassment."
She shrugged her shoulders slightly.
"Then read It to me again and I will
coach you a bit."
I obeyed while she moved restlessly
about the room, occasionally interrupt
ing me with such remarks as: "Now
that little incident really was pathetic,
but you tell it with no more feeling
than a phonograph," or "if you don't
rai.se your voice there the point you
are trying to make will le entirely
lost" When I l ad finished she pro
nounced it mum better, but frankly
aililod that there was still much to be
desired.
Events seldom slip into expected
grooves, and up-on the morning of the
13th of November I awoke with a pain
in the bock of the head which clutched
me like an iron hand. It was my old
enemy which two or three tildes a year
comes to blot a day from my calendar.
The present attack was so acute that
my husband, who was planning a
week's absence from tl. city, wished
to postpone his departure, a sugges
tion to which I would uoi listen. But
the little hammers Iieattng In my brain
could not drive out the . recollection
that an audience would assemble this
afternoon lo hear Uie, and thai a sub
stitute must be found. "Pl'.ise take
my paper to the club rooms," I said.
"Leave it in the hands of the custo
dian and explain the situation. Then
ask Mrs. Herbert if the will send me
the headache cure she brought from
India. Set the catch of the door so
that she may enter." When the good
man returned from breakfast In the
cafe I heard him moving about in the
adjoining room as he packed his valise,
after which he took his departure, safe
ly closing the door behind him.
Shortly afterward Mrs. Herbert
came In with the desired medicine.
"This Is the day I was to have read
my paper," I murmured as she poured
a small quantity of amber liquid Into
a tiny glass she had brought with
her.
"Too bad!" she replied. "What will
they do about it?"
"I sent It down to the club. Some
one will read It; I hope It will be well
read, for I should hate to have it fall
flat"
My friend offered me the little glass,
saying, "This will make you sleep for
three or four hours, and it will make
you feel like a different woman."
She took a chair by the bed where
she seemed to fade slowly away like a
phantom which reluctantly returns to
the nether world.
When I awoke the clock was strik
ing 6 and my headache had entire dis
appeared. A maid entered bearing an
appetizing dinner ordered for me by
Mrs. Herbert On the tray was a note
stating that my friend had been called
to New York by a telegram and bid
ding me good-by for a week.
The evening papers gave brief no
tices of the club meeting, and I search
ed those of the following morning to
fiii4 who had read my essay. Th no
tices of the paper on "The Rise and
Fall of Superstition" were full and
most gratifying, but none mentioned
the fact that the Writer was unable
to rend it My astonishment may be
imagined when on the Inside sheet of
a sensational Journal I found a sketchy
portrait of myself. The likeness was
not striking, but the dress and the hat
were my own. The unusual embroid
ery pattern on the corsage was faintly
but unmistakably Indicated, and the
shape of the hat was the same as that
which now reposed in the bandbox on
my top shelf. My usual style of head
gear was a small bonnet, but listening
to advice from Mrs. Herbert I had
for this occasion purchased a hat with
a brim and drooping plumes. So far
I had not worn either of these arti
cles, yet here they were reproduced In
the portrait! I hurried downstairs and
telephoned to the chairman of the pro
gram committee. "Oh, you dear
thing!" she exclaimed. "I was so sorry
you were obliged to run away yester
day before we had an opportunity to
congratulate you upon your charming
paper."
"Bun away! IT" I gasped.
"Of course your explanation was
sufficient, but how horrid of your
friends to choose just that day to leave
for Europe! I am sorry you could not
have beard the fine things that were
aid of you."
The president and several members
of the club called me op to congratu
late me, and not one expressed a re
gret that I was not present, though
an ware sorry that I bad not remained
for the usual reception and the "
ia! cop of ten." I cnnld arrive tt tat
oue cciM'lusiOQ. Lt-agued together they
were playing a practical Joke upon
me which I deemed in the circum
stances very bad taste, to say the
least I then called up a new mem
ber, who was a comparative stranger
to me, and who was not likely to be
In the plot "Did you attend the club
meeting yesterday?" I asked.
"Yes. Who are you?"
"Never mind Just now. The essay
ist was very ill yesterday. Will you
kindly tell me who read the paper for
her?"
"III! Then she was the liveliest In
valid I ever saw, for she was there
and read It herself."
"Indeed you are mistaken."
"Indeed I am not". I know her very
well by sight; moreover the president
Introduced her by name."
"Very well. Good by." Even she
is mixed up in this silly business, I
thought, with disgust, as I bung up
the receiver.
The afternoon mail brought a letter
from my husband, which made me
wonder if I were going mad. "You
I know it by this time of course," he
wrote, "and I know mat you have a
choice rod In pickle for me. You see,
I left In such a hurry. Usually, you
know, I am not a bad fellow at re
membering things, but I laid your es
say ou the ball table and never
thought of It again until live minutes
ago."
His letter dropped from my hand as
I rushed to the hall. There on the
table lay my manuscript, where be
had left It Then It had not been read
at the club, which was the cause of
all this Joking. But the daily papers
declared that It had been read, and
more than one of them had given a
synopsis of It What was the expla-
"UlUi. HEKIlt.HT CAME JIBT AS 1 HAD
FINISHED."
nation of this mystery? Could It be
that my otherself, the fetich and ghost
of me, had read the paper and, judg
ing from the commendatory remarks
of my friends, had acquitted itself
better than my corporeal self could
have done? An examination of the
gown, however, showed a tiny rent
In the lower ruffle, a discovery which
brought with it a saner if no less
startling a solution of the puzzle. A
spiritual body could not wear a ma
terial gown and a material bat, that
was certain. Under the Influence ot
the Indian drug I had gone to the
club and bad performed my expected
duty. For some inscrutable reason I
had made up a story of departing
friends and had taken my leave at an
early hour. How lucky It was that I
had donned a correct costume. But
had It been altogether correct? A
dreadful suspicion took possession of
me that I must have worn a certain
pair of scarlet wool slippers with gay
ly flaunting bows which might have
been In evidence as I walked across
the stage. Without loss of time I
went to see a dear friend who bad
never told me anything but the truth.
"I was so proud of you yesterday,"
she said coming to meet me with a
beaming smile. "I bad no idea that
you could be so entrancing."
"Between ourselves," said I, "I had
taken a drug for my headache and I
am afraid it made me a trifle. Just a
trifle you know, delirious. Did I did
I act with perfect propriety?"
"Most certainly. I should advise
you to take that drug every time you
read a paper. Why the way you told
the story of the Hindoo priest and bis
disembodied spirit made the very balr
stand up on our heads and the story
of the gamekeeper's wife and the
haunted-house with your mimicry of i
the cockney dialect was simply killing.
Wasn't it gratifying to End your audi
ence so appreciative"'
"Very gratifying," 1 mnrmured,
wishing that 1 had known something
about it at the time. "But did I look
all right My boe for Instance
"I didn't notice your shoes. The only
criticism I could make was regarding
your veil. You claim that they are In
jurious to the sight and I, never have
seen you wear oue. I was surprised
that you wore one yesterday when you
read iu public." I, too, was surprised.
I did not own a veil, I must have
bought one, pr, not being responsible
for my acts. I may have stolen it The
thought was anything hut pleasant .
I began to cherish a sentiment of
bitter resentment against Mrs. Her
bert. She must have known the ef
fects of the wonderful Indian drug
which she bad so often urged rue to
take. Why did she not tell me what It
would do, why did she not give me
the option of remaining iu pain or of
wandering forth In a state of resem
bling somnambulism? Thus I ex
pressed myself to her In a long letter
relating the events of that wonderful
day. I will quote from her reply;
"I have been too busy to write soon
er, but I supposed yon would know
that It was I who read your essay. I
rarely mention the fact that I once
studied for the stage, for It la a sore
subject with roe. I had obtained an
engagement where my rendering of
even the Insignificant pert assigned
MUl beginner was warmly praised
by the critics, when my uncle lied,
lea viae a will la which he mad me
MiiHip:
-iclfHnnni nsanT
' -
his h upon condition that 1 tnoulo
give up the stage fo-ever Never wak
fortune so reluctan'ly accepted, and
you must have noticed that 'tie play
the thins with me. That morninj
whe" I saw jour manuscript lying for
got? J on the hall table I was seized
with a longing to lmiers nate you,
j and to render that ex-elleiit produc-
Hon as It ought to be given. I have
genius for make-up, but In this cast
it was not so great a task as you may
, suppose. We are of about the Ram
height and figure. Y'our eyebrows ar
, darker and more arched, your eyes art
darker and your nose is shorter, ditfi
culties not hard to surmount, with a
l ..j wni ii i, v ..4 1 n haln f ha if I it, i i u a
i and of course It was easy enougo to
reproduce your perfectly white pom
I padour. I borrowed your bat and
gown because my own things are nol
like you, and also wore the quaint
Jeweled chain so often seen about
your neck. I Imitated your gait In
walking, and I flatter myself that my
Introductory explanation was accom
panied by your voice and manner to
the life. I let my voice drop at the
end of the sentences as you do, and
one or two calls of 'louder, pleaseT
showed me what you would have been
obliged to contend with had you been
in my place. It was not necessary to
retain your voice when I began to
read, and I will venture to hay that
for once at least your club listened en
thralled. I had arrived late, and left
as soon as I had finished, so I jiian
aged to speak at close range to no one.
You cannot Imnglne how much I in
Joyed that little three-quarters of an
hour when I was once more an ac
tress; remember this and forgive m
for having taken your place."
The man of the house de- lares thai
there Is not a word of truth In Mrs.
Herbert's statement. Says be: "Sh
was frightened at the harm she minlil
have done In giving you the medicine,
and she wanted to smooth your milled
feathers. She couldn't !:::-e fooled a!!
of those club women every moment of
the time. No, you were there yourself
and very much under the Influence oi
the Indian drug"
It may be that he Is risjht, but 5
have not yet solved the riddle to mj
own satisfaction. ('h'cao Record
Herald.
BANKS WAS SURPRISED TWICE
Han (XT to a Bull, Thought He Saw lib
Wife, but It Was Her Maid.
When Batiks, who has Is-en married
only a few months, went home am
told bis wife he had accepted an In
vllatlon to a bachelor dinner he ex
pcted her to object. Instead sin
urged him to go.
The dinner over, one of the part
remenilx'red (bat the Arion ball wai
being given and proposed that the;
all go. The proposition was accepted
hut not without hesitation on the par
of Banks. Once at the ball, however
Banks became as gay as the gayest
His scruples were forgotten and h
enjoyed himself to the limit until b
saw In the gay crowd a woman wh
seemed strangely familiar. She wai
masked, but she wore the costume bit
wife lately had purchased for an ap
proaching private masquerade ball. H
could swear to the costume.
It suddenly dawned on Banks thai
this really was bis wife, who, he bad
supposed, was home asleep. The wo
man was leaning on the arm of s
tall stranger, who appeared to be de
voted to her.
To make certain of his suspicions
Banks passed the domino and placed
himself so that the couple must past
close to htm. On they came, arm la
arm, chatting, bet when the wornai
caught sight of Banks she started like
a guilty thing and dropping the man'i
arm fled.
Banks hurried after her, and when
be finally cornered ber she cowered
down on a seat and, unable to utter t
word, extended her hand as if begging
for mercy.
"Forgive me," she pleaded, "and 1
promise you "
Before she had completed the sen
tence Banks tore the mask off her face
Then he gnRped. Tlie woman was hli
wife's maid. She had purloined th
costume of her mistress and wore if
W ii3 ball.
Banks has not told Ids wjfe, be
cause she might Inquire why be wa
at the ball. New York Press.
Driving the Griiszly West.
In the days of Kit Carson the grU
zly bad not learned to look upon mar
as a foe to be shunned at any cost, bu1
the quick-firing magazine rifle hai
taught him that if he possibly can h
must keep out of man's sight He hai
now been driven back Into the almost
inaccessible solitudes of the northwest
crn Bocky Mountains, and the sports
man who wishes to ndd his pelt and
dangling necklace of claws to his col
lection of hunting trophies must travel
far and endure much hardship and la
bor, for "old Ephraim." as be wa
called by the Western pioneers, Is af
cunnlug as he Is fierce. St Nicholas.
Hrowning's Modesty.
The ouly son of Robert Brownlm
and his Illustrious wife was a dillgen'
art student when he grew to manhood
He was believed to have a promlsln
career, but once when the father wai
showing a friend some of her son's pio
tures. he expressed a fear that In
might suffer from the high hopes bull
upon him.
"He Is placed at a disadvantage,'
said Browning. Then he explained fui
thcr, In a phrase as modest as any er
uttered by a great man:
"People expect much from him, yoi
see, because be had such a cleve
mother."
From a stage point of view a dl
vorce without publicity la worse thai
marriage.
bosiow maas n losrxw.
One might persuade an Italian thai
a Digger Indian could l-rn to cook
spaghetti, and one might convince a
Chinaman that It does not need an ori
ental chef to prepare chop suey. but
no one will ever niiike a Yankee be
lleve that lns can be properly baked
outside of New England, or at lea
by anylody but a New Englandcr,
That conviction will probably strength
eu when Easterners review a recent!
pitiable attempt to Impart the secret
of "Boston beans" to the people of the
mother country.
The recipe for the delectable dish Is
found In the housewives column oi
Pearson's Weekly, a London publics-!
tion. "Soak half a pint of small hari
cot beans over night," it directs, "drain
next morning. Cover with boiling wat
er, and cook slowly for about twq
hours. To test If they are done, take
up one or two on a spoon, blow on
them, and if they are done the skin
crack.
"Drain the beans when cooked."
the reclp goes on blithely, "turn into
a deep buttered dish, add a tablespoon
ful of finely chopped onion as well as
salt, pepper and half a pint of tomato
pulp. Cover closely and bake In a
slow oven for four hours.
"About a quarter of an hour lfore
serving, remove the lid and put In an
ounce of butter. Serve In the iot in
which the beans were cooked."
Haricot beans, soaked and parboiled
to the vanishing point, but baked only
four hours and without pork, at that!
This Is bad enough, but the loyal New
Englatider will most bitterly resent
the Insinuation that half a pint wouhf
suffice If "Boston beans" were really.
In question. I'aul Bourget did not
probe very din-ply Into the domestic in
stitutions of this ci.tmtry, but even he,
learned better than that ,
"At Marblehead," Bourget wrote In
a series of random Jottings printed In
a Paris newspaper, "a curious eastern
vessel called a beans jmt, It and simi
lar Iwing used, I nm Informed, to pre.
pure the Sunday breakfast of families;
capacity of the beans pot, alout twe
gallons."
EXPLOSIVES.
Torpedo T "seI !y C'liitit-se, lecribed Bk
"an IMtC WliU'hComen Forth Huriiiiiu.''
The unfortunate outbreak of hostili
ties in the far East, and the successful
tse the Japanese are making of ex
plosives, Is likely to bring up the vexed
question of the real discoverers of gun
powder, which has given to tli inlel
lectua! element the sole mastery In
warfare, says the Liverpool Post. The
h ng-ciitertlnid conviction that the
Creeks or Romans Invented what Is
palpably understood by gunpowder has
led to some confusion. Combustibles
like naphtha, to which class Creek lira
belongs, were In use In the armies of
the Califs, and were confounded with,
explosives. Marcus Crseeus seems la
have had a recipe for making gunpow
der from saltpetre, coal and sulphur,
and his career has been placed as early1
us the ninth century, but It would be1
more correct to place his life In the
middle of the thirteenth. A crltlca(
sifting of the whole of the evidence
leads to the conclusion that saltpetre
was first known In China, but not
before the middle of the twelfth cen
tury. In the successful defense of tha
Chinese city Planking against the Mon
gols explosives, blasting bodies and
rockets were employed against the
enemy; and some diagrams exist whlch
show the form In which these explo
slves were used. There Is, too, some
evidence that a torpedo was used be
tween 1275-1295, described In Chinese)
as "an egg which comes forth burn;
lng," and a picture of this destructive
engine Is given Iu a book attributed
to Hasan, a copy of which exists la
the Paris library.
Women vs. Unions in Chicago.
The working women vt Chicago
have long Bince passed through that
preliminary and almost Inevitably
phase of their social and economic
development. From the emotionalism
vf a few" Wcflli "iiiiiliiirieS" uit-j ilttte
evolved, step by step, to the cool san
ity of a complex, splendidly organized
system of Individual trades unions, re
cruited exclusively by feminine wag
earners, and controlled by "lady'
bosses and "lady" walking delegates;
As a direct result of these organiza
tions the wages of women have In
creased from a minimum of ten to a
maximum of forty per cent. Their
working day has been reduced from a
basis of sixty hours per week, and up
wards, to a maximum limit of fifty
three hours per week, with ample pay.
for overtime. Child labor has been
totally atsjllsbed in those Industrie
where It had long been most flagrant
nd In the few instances where it yet;
remains It Is doomed to an early denili
o unremitting Is the war now being
waged against It. Along with IhesS
have come radical sanitary improvcj
ments, larger and better ventilated
shops, and, not least Important, a gonJ
erons and well-regulated allotment of
holidays and half-holidays. The Inter-,
relationship of employer and employe,
has been reduced to a complex system
of rules and agreements mutually
binding .and reciprocally effective,
which the millionaire proprietor can
not disregard with less Impunity than
may the young girl toller In bis shop
w mill. From Trades Unions lu Petti
coats, In Leslie's Monthly.
Dlitrlot Technical Schools.
Special district technical schools fot
mprovlng the artistic education of tbi
a-ortlng girls and designers are alout
io be opened la certain centers la 8t
Oanne, 1" ranee.
OLD INDIAN BATTLEFIELD.
Where Iowa H'aa. Tribe. JMrB
glrJ fur tbe Muterjr.
George Iiemsburg believes be hai
discovered the scene of a great figh
tad between the Iowa and Kansjs
Indians near what is known ss Oal
Mills. In Atchison County. The Kan
tas Indians held the country along tbl
Missouri River until about tbe Una
of our revolutionary war. when the)
were driven away by the Sac and Iowi
trllH-s. which came down from tin
North and conquered tbe region. Tb4
Oak Mills location Is supposed to bavi
been the place of one of their greatew
battles. At this point many bumal
bones and implements of wr ban
been plowed up.
Kansas has been the scene of India
battles Innumerable and almost even
county has traditions of fights of tb
character.
One of the most remarkable eugsga
ments of the kind took place In com
paratlvely modern times between thj
Pawnees and Sioux iu the valley o
Beaver Creek, near the northwest cot
ner of Kansas. The Pawnees wen
slauzhtered In great numbers, thj
Sioux being the victors After tai
battle tbe Pawnees returned and caret
for their dead. This they did by ered
lng platforms out of poles am
branches, and putting the bodies 0
them out of the reach of wolves am
other animals.
When the first fringe of the whU
settlement had reached as far as Phil
lips County some of these platform)
wire still standing and still support)
the whitened Nines of the dead repol
lng iisn them. A buffalo hunter oua
told Topics of a curious sight he sal
at this gravevard. Some "horse hunt
ers" were hunting lu the vicinity
Horse hunters were those who clias
the buffalo on liorselmck, and thej
were haled cordially by tlie "foot hunt
ers," who stalked the game, becausi
liicy t'nii the buffalo out of the coua
try.
On the occasion mentioned the horn
hunters staiiiiedej a great herd o
buffalo rlk'Ut through the Pawn a
graveyard. They struck the rottei'
poles lu their mud flight and sent tht
bones of the dead flying In every di
rcctlon. Indeed, when they had pan
id not a nlnf form remained standiiis
lu the years which followed manj
passing hunters picked up skulls an(
uther bones and carried theia away aj
curiosities.
One c these skulls was secured by I
tnaii at Hays City. It was remarkabli
from tlie fact that an Iron-pointed as
low had gone through om side ati
nearly through the other, l'eoiile whi
had seen the bow only in its toy forq
u-ed to lisjk at this skull and marvs
at the lirodliiious force which the la
dians could give to their prlmltJv
eim. Kansas City Journal.
Kept for Thaakrulnns.
Mrs. Alice Morse Earle, In her reces
ook on costume In America, devote
jnuch space to that curious dressing
town or negligee costume for ma
l .il lea the banian: a flowing garruen
lo popular with the flue gentlemen O
I century ago that they frsquenUj
elected to wear It when having the!
twriraits painted. It could be made a
ny degree of richness in texture am
Orilllancy in color, and was often e
aanced In effect by a gaily colored tui
ban, sometimes worn raklshly on om
ilde. replacing the warm and heavj
big of full dress.
Copley's painting of Dr. Nicbolsi
Boylston, owned by Harvard Unlver
llty, depicts thst eminent beoefacta
Ind sober citizen In a banian of sky
ftlue brocade, a scarlet turban and scat
let morocco slippers.
Tlie most Interesting banian whld
she describes Is still In existence, am
Is made of a cotton fabric with vsricol
red palm-leaf design and lined will
loft silk of brownish orange spottol
with green and white. A piece of whls
iucn sewn on the cuff Is inscribed wIB
Its history:
"This Banyan was made In Cantoi
In 1702 for Archelaus Brown by Chi
oese Taylors. It was made by orda
tf his son, Bufus Brown; Supercargi
of the bark The Lively Nancy. IL
cieareu i,uw or I'tilnese gold casl
for a venture of $K of Ginseng; am
1 Barrel of dried Sage of bis Mother
Venture cleared a Chiney ten set.
Crape Shawls and floo. All lost b;
Shipwrack but one small Chest o
hiostly Books. He was mourned 1 yea
as Dead & He came In on horsebacl
waring this Banyan for tlie last of h
tlothes was wore out and Rotten wltJ
Salt Water and Sun. A very live dres
he sayd for a Dead Man. Which I
ept for Thankfulness."
Her Boom W ltealy.
Lady Constance Mackenzie, the Brl
Ish beauty, recently made a long rrl
through Texas, says the Boston Tran
script, in the course of which s)u
found unstinted hospitality every
where. .
At one place a wealthy ranch owne.
Invited her to visit him, and she ao
cepted the invitation. The owner oj
Uie ranch was determined to give hl
guest a titling reception, so be tele
graphed his manager:
"Idy Mackenzie coming to-morrow
Make every preparaUon to treat liq
royally."
The manager had never hoard a
Lady Mackenzie, but as tie buslnen
bf the ranch was , raising bloodH
horses as well as cattle, be decide
this must be some fancy race horse.
The famous guest arrived the aeij
day with her party, and found a
ready. A clean box: stall with a bun
ance of fresh hay awaited ber.
Reflection on Hie Neighbor.
"Paw, what la a splts fence' r
"Any backyard fence, Temmy."
Ohleage Tribune.