Sweet voices through the darkness call ;
I cannot toll whoso forms they wear ,
And yet I fear that ono and all ,
Dear , tender names they used to bear.
They call me through the gathering gloom ,
Onward and up ward through the night ,
To whom fair flowers Immortal bloom ,
That home with endless glories bright.
When the whole world In silence lies ,
Reposing 'neath Night's folded wine ,
I hear their calls and tender sighs ,
In notes as soft as wind-harps bring.
They call me by some spirit name ,
They woo me soothe my soul to rest ,
Not with thoso'hopes of .eartaly fame
With which orewhllo my life seemed blest.
They whisper Heaven , and homo and peace ,
They cheer my fainting , sinking heart ,
They bid me hope ; each day's decrease
Draws nearer dear ones far apart.
And so the stillness and the gloom
Of the long night-watch weareth by ,
I am not lonely , for my room
Holds those unseen by mortal eye.
They cheer , sustain ; and day by day
They soothe my sinking soul that waits ,
Knowing Heaven Is not far away ,
And soon shall ope Its golden gates.
[ LillaN. Cushman.
BELLA'S LOYER.
"I'll seek her through the whole city
until I find her ! VV hat a dear girl she
must be , " said Tom Sleden , as he took
from his vest pocket a small parcel tied
with a blue ribbon , which he proceed
ed to unloose. There , within the folds
of soft tissue paoer , lay one of the
tiniest of embroidered gloves , redolent
of the scent of roses , which he pressed
to his lips. "Yes , " he continued , "the
owner of this glove , if she be heart
free , shall bo my wife ! I swear it or
I will die a bachelor ! "
Tom had spent the evening at a ball
given -in an old-fashioned house be
longing to one of his friends. Aa he
passed down from the dressing-room ,
through a long corridor , a small object
lying on the carpet , under the gaslight
attracted his attention and he immedi
ately made it his own. It wag the tiny
white glove , thrown down there as
though the owner had meant it as a
challenge to the finder to seek out its
fellow. Tom took it up with the most
delicate of touches. It was soft as a
rose-leaf and still retained the shape of
the hand that had worn it. He hid it
in the bosom of his vest , where all the
evening it had lain against his heart.
Tom proceeded to the dancing apart
ments , all lighted up with gas jets and
glittering with the sheen of satin and
diamonds. He stood for a moment at
the door , gazing with admiration upon
the scone , but the glove within his
bosom , like a sentient thing , whispered
to him of its owner , and he entered
the rooms , not to partake of the
amusement , although he was particu
larly fond of it , but to stand and watch
the dancers to discover , if possible , by
a symmetry of form or a superior style
of beauty the owner of his treasure
trove. He went from room to room ,
and every dancer passed be/ore him ,
yet ho saw none who could have worn
that little glove. There were but three
ungloved ladies , and their hands could
never have worn the toy in his posses
sion. Tom prosecuted his search with
untiring vigilance until the rooms were
empty , but without success , and the
light of day was streaking the horizon
as he returned home , pondering as he
went over a fascinating picture his
fancy was painting of his beautiful un
known.
As soon as Tom awoke the next
morning , his thoughts again took up
the subject of the lost glove , and hop
ing to find a name inscribed within it
that might guide him to the owner , he
attempted to turn a part of the inside
outward , when a diamond ring rolled
from it and fell upon the floor , where
it lay sparkling in a ray of sunlight that
found its way through the white dra
pery of his window.
Tom was struck with consternation.
He lifted the ring from the floor and
placed it on the tip of his little finger ,
where it scorned to nestle as it sent out
brilliant flashes of all the colors of the
rainbow. What should he do ? . The
glove so dear to him was only a baga
telle , but the possession of this costly
jewel was quite a different thing.
Should he advertise it ? " No ! a thou
sand times no ! AVhat ! sacrifice all the
fair castles'he had been building sacri
fice the prospect of obtaining a precious
little wife under such glorious circum
stances ? He had not so much self-
denial. He would wait for further de
velopments.
Tom Selden was a government offi
cial , and for the next month his du
ties called him to Washington. Tom
was a handsome young fellow of good
address , and a great favorite with the
ladies. When he returned to Maiden
he found his card-receiver filled with
pretty scented notes of invitation to va
rious entertainments. Oneof these was
for that very night , and he determined
to accept it at once , as it was .for an
other dancing party at the same house
where he had found his precious glove.
Ho felt oppressed with thoughts of the
jewel in his hands , and where would
he be as likely to hear if anything had
transpired concerning it during his ab
sence asthere ?
Tom made his toilet with great care
that evening. He was a long time
about it too , for he thought , as he once
more caressed the tiny glove and
placed it again in his bosom. "Who
can tell but that I may meet my tale
? "
to-night
"How are you old fellow ? " cried
Harry Evelyn , as he grasped Tom's
hand at the door of the dancing room.
"I am glad to see yon at home again.
Do you know you are loosing your
prestige with all the young ladies of
our town ? They say you did not dance
at our last party , but played the part
of looker-on throughout the evening.
You will not escape me to-night ,
though. "
Ho drew Tom's arm Within his own
4is he spoke and led him across the
room to a lovely young girl scarcely
.more than a child in years , Miss Isa
bella Tromaine , from Westmoreland ,
to whom he presented Tom as a part
ner.
Although Tom's thoughts were so
engrossed with his ideal love that other
ladles had no charm for him , this
little girl won him even from his
chimera. Was it the familiar scent of
the roses of her breast-knot lingering
about her that so fascinated him ? Or
was it the diminutive little hand , spark
ling with jewels , so warm and soft that
lingered in his as he led her to a seat
in an alove after the waltz was over.
"Mamma thinks I am lost , Mr. Sel
den , " said Isabelle , as she drew part
of a curtain before her hiding her
self in its folds. "See how she is scan
ning every face to fiud mine ? "
She pointed toward a lady who was
approaching them.
"Your mamma , did you say ? Why
she is an old acquaintance of mine ;
we spent a delightful summer together
at Long Branch. I do hope she still
remembers me. "
Tom went forward to meet the lady ,
when a cordial grasp of the hand
showed that their friendship was not
forgotten on her part. "
"Your little
are a good-for-nothing
irl , Belle , " Mrs. Tremaine said , as she
tapped her daughter on the shoulder
with her fan. 4You have been running
away from me all the evening ! Sit
down , Mr. Selden ; surely the sofa is
largo enough for three , and I want to
chat with you awhile. Bella , where are
your gloves ? Why do you take them
from your hands ? "
"Because I do not like to make pris
oners of my hands. See the red marks
the tight things have made upon them
already , " and she held them up for in
spection.
Tom thought as he looked at the
dimpled white hands that he would like
very much to kiss them and smooth
away the cruel marks.
"It is a breach of etiquette , dear , "
said Mrs. Tremaine ; "a lady should
always be gloved in a ball-room. Be
sides , it is a bad habit. Had you not
been guilty of removing your gloves
you would not have lost your valuable
ring and the pretty Paris glove when
you were here before. "
Tom gave a great start and his heart
began to throb violently.
"It was an exceedingly strange cir
cumstance , " said Mrs. Tremaine , as she
turned toward Selden. "A very valua
ble diamond ring was lost 'here by
Belle. We offered large rewards for it
and did everything in our power for its
recovery , but could never find a trace
of it. It must have dropped from her
finger when she removed her glove ,
which she also lost. Both the glove
and the ring were sent to her from
Paris as a seventeenth year birthday
present , and she managed to lose them
on the night of the same day on which
she received them. "
Tom was entirely overcome with this
disclosure , and could scarcely summon
up courage to get in a word , when to
his great relief a gentleman came up
and carried off Mrs. Tremaine for the
next dance.
Tom was alone with the object of his
romantic attachment. What a puerile
passion it had been compared with the
love that was now tugging at his heart
a love not inspired by the possession
of the dainty glove nor of the jeweled
ring. He might have worn them next
to nis heart forever , and yet never
have known the exquisite feelings
aroused by the half-veiled yet thrilling
glance that met his from Bella's soft
violet-blue eyes. He could not tear
himself away from her , and yet he was
afraid to stay , lest he should frighten
her by betraying the violence of the
passion with which she had inspired
him.
him.And
And Bella , she felt an indefinable
confidence in Tom , a feeling of infinite
friendship for him , as if parting from
him would be a cruelty. Poor little
girl ! It was the first dawn of love in
her pure young heart.
The evening had passed too quickly
away. The ladies were fast disappear
ing , Mrs. Tremaine , leaning on Mr.
Harry Evelyn's arm , came to summon
Bella to the dressing-room.
It was with diffidence yet with cer
tain instinctive confidence that Tom
drew Bella's arm within his own as she
came down from the dressing-room in
her wraps to escort her to the waiting
carriage ; her eyes dropped beneath
the intense warmth and lovts'of Tom's
gaze as he pressed her hand at part
ing , and blushes suffused her face as
the carriage drove away from the door.
And now , as week succeeded week ,
Tom Selden was never found ut Mai
den unless business kept him. there ,
for the sweet young Bella Tremaine
was so lonesqme without him at West
moreland. The winter passed quickly
away , and in the ensuing spring Tom
was offered a very lucrative position in
Washington , but if he accepted it he
would be forced to reside there. Here
a difficulty presented itself. Tom and
Bella had become so strongly attached
to each other that a separation was not
to be thought of , and yet the position
was too advantageous to be sacrificed.
One evening when they were alone in
the drawing-room Tom asked Bella
how they were to solve ibis problem.
The little maiden blushed and hung
down her head , but finally accepted
Tern's proposition that they should be
married and live in Washington
together , in order that they need never
again entertain a fear of separation.
Mrs. Tremaine was not willing that
her only daughter should be given
away without a splendid wedding.
Grandpa Tremaine had come home
from Paris to be present at the cele
bration of the nuptials , and everything
was progressing , famously when Tom
drew Bella aside one day and asked
her if she had yet the fellow to the em
broidered glove she had lost on the
evening of her seventeenth birthday.
She told him she always preserved it
as a memento of her grandfather's
love ; if he would like to see it she
would bring it to him , and she ran off
to get it.
Bella soon returned , bearing an
ebony glove box in her hand , in which ,
in folds of blue satin , lay the fellow to
the little glove that had so long been
Tom's loved companion. On pretense
of examining jt more closely he lifted
it from its resting place and stealthily
put his own in the place of it with the
diamond ring inserted in ono of its
fingers.
"It is just lovely , " said Bella , as she
took it in her hands , "and it is
Oh , Tow , there is something in the
finger that was never there before !
What can it be ? Do look , dear , and
see what it is. " And she dropped it
nto the box again.
"What I are you afraid of your own
glove ? What a silly little puss you
ire. Ah { see .what the fairies have
done for you. " And he drew from the
rlovo the long lost ring and placed it
jn Bella's finger.
Bella looked up in amazement , bu1 ;
twos only for a moment ; the truth
lashed on her at once. Seizing Tom
3y the arm , she cried :
"Oh , darling ! you cannot deceive
me ; it was you who found my treas
ure ! "
Tom laughed at her impetuosity.
"Come to me , pussy , " he said , as he
held out bis arms to her , "and sit close
beside me while I tell you my fairy
tale. "
It was a long story , because of the
many interruptions. Tom had to be
kissed so often , he had to be called by
so many pet names , and his hair had
to be gently pulled when he talked
about the charms of his lady love ! In
deed , the narrative took up so much
time that the evening was almost spent
before the end came.
Bella was as charming a bride as
ever stood under a marriage bell. Her
bridal robe of white satin was draped
with lace point of fabulous value. Her
jewelry consisted of the choicest pearls.
She wore the celebrated embroidered
gloves , and a single diamond glittered
upon her finger.
A year has now elapsed since the
night of this splendid wedding. Bella
is a happy wife and her husband is de
voted to ner. The gloves and ring are
preserved in a casket of gold , and will
doubtless serve as heirlooms in the
family.
Henry Clay's Dying Hours.
ttecolletlons of Ben Porley Pooro.
Henry Clay was forced by ill-health
to abandon his visits to the Capitol in
the winter of 1851-52 and to remain in
his room at the National hotel , hoping
that when spring came he might return
to Ashland and die in the bosom of his
family. 'Those who were permitted to
see him during that dreary winter say
that there was hardly strength enough
in his hands to convey food to his
mouth , and that he was helped to and
from his bed like a feeble child , and
like an old forest oak ho was beautiful
in decay. The lustre of his eye was
undimmed and he greeted his friends
earnestly and kindly. His voice con
tinued to be all sweetness and melody ,
except when its tones weie moved by
that bodily weakness which made it
painful for him to speak , and it was al
ways painful for him to speak long.
When the last hour came he had at his
bedside his eldest son , Thomas Hart
Clay , and Rev. Dr. Butler , rector of
Trinity Episcopal church , with which
he was in full communion. His last
moments were disturbed by the music
and shouts of the whigs , ratifying the
nomination just made at Philadelphia
of Winfield Scott.
When his death was known the next
day political differences were forgotten
in the touching encomiums of the de
parted statesman and the sincerity of
tone in which regret found utterance
from every tongue. There could not
have been" more sincere demonstra
tion of popular regard. Other men
have reached the presidential chair ,
but no one has ever attained the pose
which Henry Clay held in the hearts of
his countrymen. Mrs. Clay , who had
never been much at Washington City ,
was at their home in Kentucky and was
then in her seventy-first year. She
had been the mother of twelve chil
dren , four of whom had died in child
hood and only three of whom were
then alive.
When Mr. Clay left the state depart
ment in 1829 he presented all his per
sonal papers to Major-General Jessup ,
of the army. General Jessup , who
was his warm friend , was his second
in his duel with John Randolph , and
had in his possession all the corres
pondence and unprinted instances of
that celebrated meeting. It is to be
regretted that he could not have writ
ten his reminiscences of "Harry of the
West. "
Sad Episode in Human Life.
EuRcno Field In Chicago Nows.
The president of the New York press
club has been searching high and low
for one J. M. Macdonald , who was sup
posed to be somewhere in the far west
engaged in the newspaper business.
The search will be vain ; they will
never find Macdonald , unless his dead
body , which lies up on a hillside near
Leadville , will satisfy them. This man
Macdonald was a strange , inexplicable
character. He never talked about his
life , his career , his antecedents. It was
known'he had been rich at one time ,
had traveled all over the world , had
lost his fortune in South American
speculation and had been forced to take
to literature for a livelihood. He
struck Denver sick , ragged and penni
less , and he lay in a hospital for some
months. Then for a year he found em
ployment on the local press , but his
financial and physical troubles seemed
to have affected his mind ; he was
very irritable , distrustful and moody.
About this time he fell in love
with a Denver lady , but was rejected.
In something like despair , he went up
into the mountains , and there , at Lead
ville , not much more than a year ago ,
this unhappy , unfortunate and weary
man died. The newspaper boys got
together , made up a sum of money and
had the body of the miserable wanderer
respectably buried. In his last illness
he had refused all proffers of pecuniary
aid. He was too proud to accept char
ity. After his death they found he had
pawned everything even his under
clothing to secure the necessaries of
life. On the heels of this sad episode
in human life comes the announcement
of the death o | a wealthy relative in Eng
land and a fortune looking for one John
M. Macdonald. But what cares poor
Macdonald for their glittering gold
now ? It was peace and rest he'wanted ,
and he has found them in a narrow
grave upon a Colorado mountain side.
The Engineer says it is probable that
the government of Victoria will repeat
the offer of a high premium for a com
bined reaper and threshing machine
suited to Australian requirements.
UNBELIEF.
There Is no unbelief :
Whoever plants & seed beneath the sod
Aud waits to see It push away the clod ,
Ho trusts In God.
Whoever says , when clouds are in the sky ,
"Be patient , heart , light breaketh by and
by , "
Trusts the Most High.
Whoever sees 'neatu winter's field of snow
The silent harvest of the future grow ,
God's power must know.
Whoever lies down on his couch to sleep ,
Content to lock each sense in slumber deep
Knows God will keep.
"To-morrow " "The Unknown
Whoever says , - ,
known , "
"The Future , " trusts that Power alone
* He dares disown.
The heart that looks on when the eyelids
close ,
And dares to live when life has only woes ,
God's comfort knows.
There is no belief ;
And day by day , and night unconsciously
The heart lives by that fal h the lips deny
God knoweth why 1
A POLK COUNTY HEEBIIT.
A Case of Mysterious Disappearance at
Osceoln. Explained.
JLlncoin Journal.
From W-A. Doggett , who came in
from the Platte country yesterday , we
learn the particulars of a curious sensa
tion which has been the absorbing topic
of conversation among the citizens of
Osceola and vicinity for a few days
past.About
About a year ago , in June , a Swede
named Frank Johnson , living seven
miles west of Osceola , disappeared
rather suddenly. His wife said he had
left and gone back to Sweden , but it
was a curious fact that nobody could
be found who had seen him start. It
was a matter that no one was particu
larly interested in , however , and after
a little while it passed out of people's
memory.
One day about three weeks ago a
stepdaughter of Johnson's , who has
been working out , made a visit home.
While there her mother left the house
carrying something , and in such a way
as to excite the girl's curiosity. She
followed her and was much astonished
to see her mother go to a cave some
distance from the house , of the exist
ence of which the girl had neverknown.
Her astonishment was increased by
seeing at the entrance an uncouth
shaggy face , which despite the long
beard and unkempt and uncut hair ,
she recognized as that of her father. He
seemed very angry that he had been
discovered , and threatened to kill the
girl if she told what she had seen.
The girl kept her secret until last
Wednesday , when she went to the Lu
theran minister , who lived in the neigh
borhood , and told him the whole affair.
He immediately secured the company
of a neighbor named Peter Holt , and
going to the cave succeeded , with some
difficulty , in inducing the hermit ; to
leave his cell.
The man presented a wild and repul
sive appearance. Shut up in the cave
for a year , he had grown white and
thin , while his eyes had acquired an
unnatural lustre. His beard , alwavs
long , came down to his waist , and His
unkempt hair hung in a tangled mass
about his ears.
He has shown no inclination to go
back to his retreat , and various specu
lations are indulged in as to the cause
of his strange freak. Many of the
neighbors believe that there is some
one among his cbuntrymen who know
of some crime he committed in Sweden ,
and that he was afraid he would be
called to account for it. His wife's
story is that he went into the cave at
the time of the tornado which swept
over that country lastsummer , and that
she had never been able to get him to
come out since.
Whatever may be the explanation of
the man's curious freak , he is evidently
not entirely sound mentally. Whether
this state of mind has been brought
about by the fear of discovery which
has haunted him during the time of his
concealment , or whether it was a disor
dered mind that induced him to indulge
in the curious freak , is as yet impossi
ble to determine.
Pacific .Railroads.
The house committee on Pacific rail
roads has concluded consideration of
the proposed amendments to the Thur-
man sinking fund act. They extend
the provision of the act to the Kansas
Pacific , Sioux City and Pacific and
Central Branch of the Union Pacific
railroads. The secretary of the treas
ury is authorized to invest the sinking
funds of each of the subsidized com
panies in first mortgage bonds of said ,
companies or in any bonds or securi
ties of the United States , in his dis
cretion , or he may , with the consent of
the companies , apply the same to the
extinguishment of the interest on sub
sidy bonds , the government to refund
the same on demand if at any time it
becomes necessary in order to meet
any debts or obligations of said cor
porations prior on Hen to said interest.
The third amendment requires each
road to pay 35 per cent , of their net
earnings into thesinking fund , instead
of 25 per cent. , as now required. The
percentage was first fixed by the com
mittee at 37 per cent. , but was recon
sidered with the above result. The
fourth amendment relates to monies
due by the government to the roads for
transportion , but retained and applied
to the payment of interest of the sink
ing fund , wliich retention and applica
tion the courts have practically decided
'
ed was illegal. Th'e gross amount
thus retained , with interest , is about
$10,000,000. Instead of repaying
this money to the. companies , the
amendment provides it shall remain
in the sinking fund and be eventually
applied to the extinguishment of debts
prior on lein to those due the govern
ment , thereby increasing the ability of
the companies to pay the debts due the
government , which are the second
lain upon a portion of this money , esti
mated at about § 5,000,000 , which has
gone to the extinguishment of the in
terest , and which , under these amend
ments , will be transferred to the sink
ing fund. Three per cent , interest is
allowed from the date of its application
until it is converted into the sinking
fund. The fifth amendment author
izes the secretary of the treasury to
withhold , for the purpose of securing
Ihn requirements of the sinking fund ,
all sums duo from the government for
transportation of any kind upon the
entire system of roads owned , used
and operated by the subsidized compa
nies to the extent of the interest of the
controlling company in such earnings.
The sixth amendment provides that
each company may , if it so desires , set
tle its debt , including both principal
and interest , with the government
within five years from the passage of
the proposed amendments. Represen
tative Thompson , whose bill formed
the basis of the commissioner's action ,
says the proposed legislation will in
crease the amount now placed , in the
sinking fund by the subsidized roads
about $1,500,000 annually. In 1898 ,
when the bonds become duo , he esti
mates the increases will have aggre
gated about $26,000,000.
Washington Irving : .
Interview with Dr. Petarfl.
"Can you give me some sketch of
Mr. Irving's personal appearance ,
when you kuew him , Dr. Peters ? "
"Well , he was not tall , and was
rather stout. He had a splendid fore
head and beautiful eyes. "
"What was the color of his hair , or
was he gray when vou knew him ? "
"That is rather a delicate subject.
The truth is he was absolutely bald
so much so that when he was dead it
was only by turning back the ears that a
lew hairs could be found to be cut off
as a family memento. He lost his hair
when he was very young , and he al
ways wore a wig , but he wore it so
carefully that scarcely half a dozen
friends knew anything about it. When
he went to bed he used to tie - a silk
handkerchief about his head in the
Spanish fashion , and hardly anyone
ever saw his head bare until after his
death. Mr. Moses H. Grihnell and I
went together to look at the body in
the ice coffin. It had not been fixed
for the funeral yet , and the wig was
not on i Mr. Grinnell was his near
neighbor and one of his closest friends ,
and when he saw the body he threw up
his hands and exclaimed : 'I never
should have knownhim ! I never should
have known him ! I never should have
known him ? ' just like that. For my
partlgained , if possible , agreater idea
than 1 had before of-his intellect from
seeing him in this way. He used to
wear the wig so low that no idea could
be formed of the size and massiveness
of his forehead. His head was alto
gether one of the finest I have ever
seen. I often regret that I omitted to
take the measurement of it at the
time. "
Dr. Peters now showed the reporter
several portraits of Washington Irving.
They all showed the handsome face of
'
a yo'ung man. In their general char
acter they agreed with the portraits
currently known. At last he showed a
photographic negative , which he said
was a copy of the only photograph a
daguerreotype that Mr. Irving ever
had taken. It was the face of an elder
ly man with a wonderfully fine eye.
The expression and features denoted
humor , benevolence and strong will.
Dr. Peters told the story of the picture
thus :
"One day Mr. Irving , who had an
almost invincible prejudice against
sitting for a photograph , yielded to the
solicitations of his niece , with whom
he was walking on Broadway , and went
with her into a gallery and had one
picture taken. After his death I ob
tained the loan of that picture to be
copied for private distribution. I told
the photographer to whom I took it
that it was the portrait of a very
sensitive old gentleman , and I wanted
to bargain specially that I should re
ceive every printed copy , spoiled and
finished alike , and the negative. Tne
man consented , and when I called
again he gave me some forty or fifty
pictures that I ordered , a dozen or. &o
of spoiled copies , and the negatives.
'Are you sure that is all , ' I asked him.
He said , 'I think so , but there is the
drawer where we throw spoiled pictures
and you may look for yourself. ' I
looked through hundreds of spoiled
pictures , and I found two or three
more of Mr. Irving which were thrown
in by mistake. I put these in my
pocket and prepared to go.
" 'Well , now , ' said the artist , 'may
I ask you who this old gentleman is
who is so very particular about his
pictures. '
" 'Really I don't mind telling you , '
said I'now that I am sure I have
every copy. The picture you have
just copied is the portrait of the late
. ' "
Washington Irving.
Prescriptions in English.
PUtsbure Dispatch.
The cabalistic character of physi
cians' prescriptions has for ages im
pressed the uneducated with aw and
aroused the satire of the critical.
Charles Reade hit at the practice of
surrounding medical directions with
the mystery of unclassical Latin terms
by making his satirical doctor in "Very
Hard Cash" write a prescription in
very medical Latin , which directed a
young lady patient to "go to a ball
and dance with thirteen puppies. " The
impression seems to be growing that
scientific skill receives no important
aid by an assumption of classical learn
ing. The Ohio legislature is consider
ing a bill for the regulation of pharma
cy , in which there is a provision that
all prescriptions shall be written in
English , with Arabic figures. Although
this provision would abridge the privi
lege of disguising old topers' Sunday
for " . fer-
drinks by prescriptions "sp. -
menti ii oz. , " we can see no reason
why this would not be a good measure.
The physicians would know just as
much in English as in Latin , and there
is a strong probability that the drug
gists and patients would know a great
deal more.
Professor Ball , the astronomer royal
for Ireland , in an address on comets ,
considered that the meteoroids seen as
snooting stars in 1866 were actually the
remains of the tails of comets.
FASHION NOTES.
*
Lace is , after all , the favorite orna
ment for the richest toilets.
Flowers in the hair are almost ex
clusively restricted to full dress.
When a cuff is used on a costume , it
is narrow and of simple design.
When nn evening toilet is elaborately
trimmed jewels are sparsely worn.
The widow's veil , which does not
cover the face , but is worn hanging
back from the bonnet , reaches below
the waist.
Accordion-pleated skirts and should
er capes , bordered with a deep ac
cordion pleating , are worn together ,
especially by children and young girls.
It is well to be posted in the French
names of some of the brand now shades
which fashion has introduced : "Gris"
is a drab shade. "Shauvetto , " a shade
of drab beige. "Araande , " a delicate
salmon yellow. "Isard , " an ashes ot
shade. "Cham
roses or pinkish beige
pignon" is a yellowish soft drab , or , as
its name suggests , a mushroom shade.
It is the rule that the hat must match
the costume , and every shade of cloth
is icpeatcd in the fine Milan braids
which form the mass of the season's
importations. Over 100 racing ahapea
are shown in straw. Thorp are hate
with high crowns and straight brinis
short at the back , and hate with
square , full English crowns and flaring
brims. The "Du Barry" is a high-
crowned English hat with rolled brim.
The "La Belle" has a full square
crown and llaring brim rolled up at
one side. "West Point Cadet" and
"Young Guard" hats have straight
visor fronts.
How to Propose.
Oil City Derrick.
A bright-eyed girl , who is a skillful
angler lor hearts , thinks a young man ,
to be successful , should propose after a
very short acquaintance take the girl
by storm as it were , while she is pleased
with a new beau , and before she has
time to tire of him ; then follow the
proposal up by a vigorous courtship ,
lots of flowers , drives , theatres , etc. ,
and , if she consents , insist upon a short
engagement by all means.
Another weU-known blonde beauty ,
.yho has created sad havoc and has had
much experience in this line , says the
only successful way to propose is when
least expected. Allow no time for con
sideration , and then insist that the ac
ceptance be "now or never. " She
feels sure that this is the only way she
will be captured ; but she thinks few
men are bold enough to try that game.
A handsome young widow , well
known in society circles , who is not so
rich as she was , says the only success
ful way to win her is to offer a fine
horse and carriage , with plenty of
money to keep it up.
A dark-eyed girl , with a tangle of
soft brown hair shading her brow ,
says :
"If a fellow is desperately iu love
with a girl , and is persistent in his efforts -
forts to win her , he is sure to gain his
point. Widowers understand this
point , and know exactly how to make
love and propose , and you will observe
they are always successful. " She
knows one case where a widower wont
in and hung up his hat , announced his
intention ol remaining until she ac
cepted , and she had to marry him to
get rid of him. A widower beau makes
her nervous about the result.
One sweet , dreamy-eyed girl , who
is just on the threshold of society , says
love-making must be so sweet that she
would wish her lover to be a long time
making the approaches , and she would
not shorten the delights of an engage
ment ; if they tire of each other it
will be better before than after mar
riage. She is not particular as to his
style , but he must be tall and hand
some , and sing and dance well , and
above all , he must know how to make
love. This girl's name must be kept a
secret.
One society belle who has spent sev
eral seasons in the "field" says she
will give a man all the time ho wants
to "begin the siege , " but when he
does begin he must go straight through
without showing the "white feather. "
Sac detests "skirmishing ; " it only gets
one wrought up to the "fray ? " nothing
is accomplished , and it requires all
one's nervous force to endure a "cam
paign" of this nature , to say nothing
of the mortification of several defeats.-
Grain Exportation.
The president sent to the senate a
report from the secretary of state in
reply to the resolution of the senate ,
requesting information as to the aver
age production , consumption , exporta
tion and importation of wheat , rye ,
corn and cotton in foreign countries ,
their probable requirements for such
products from the United States , be
fore the crops of the coming crop year
are ready , and other information bear
ing on the question of demand for grain
and cotton products of the United
States. The secretary says : "The
calculations and estimates submitted
prove , as far as statistics can prove
under the circumstances , that the stock
of wheai on hand in Europe at the
close ot 1883 did not materially
differ from the stock on hand
at the close of the previous
year ; that the wants of Europe
are as imperative and as great as they
were in 1883 , and the demands upon
the United States should n.tturally be
as great as they were in 1883. How
long Europe may or can draw upon
her reserve stocks or what are the exact
considerations which control the sev
eral countries , especially the United
Kingdom , wnich may be said to regu
late the wheat markets of the world ,
time alone can develop. " He also
says that the most liberal allowances
for the wheat output is necessary for
the world's consumption and shows
that the United States could he drawn
npon the present year for 177,000,000
bushels in round numbers , against
198,000,000 bushels from all other
wheat growing countries. It thus ap
pears that the United States , instead
of being cont.oiled by should bo able
to control the foreign maiketa.
The electric lights at Los Angeles ,
Gal. , can be seen at the Island ol San
Clemento , eighty miles away.
