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Two Metropolitan Children.
It was on Third avenue the other day
that tho face of a boy not more than 6
years old, with a cigarette thrust be
tween the little lips, attracted the atten
tion of a woman who was passing. The
child’s puny, sickly appearance, for he
looked as if nothing more than ciga
rettes was needed to break his slender
hold on life, made the woman stop in
the hope that here was an opportunity
for a word in season.
“Don’t you know," she began, “that
you’ll never grow up to be a big, strong
man if you smoke those bad cigarettes?
You’ll die, and you don’t want to do
that, I know."
“Naw. I won’t die nuther,” said the
young smoker without taking out his
“What would your mother say if she
saw you?” was the next query.
“Oh, she lets me.”
A chubby little chap of 4, round
cheeked, a mere baby, stood at the
elder one’s side during the talk. The
woman turned to him.
“Your little brother doesn’t smoke
cigarettes. Yon are setting him a bad
The younger boy smiled, but said
“Naw, he don’t smoke cigarettes,"
spoke up the other one; “he smokes a
And tho woman fled, abashed before
those two terrible infants.—New York
Shot While Going For a Doctor.
It was in Pittsburg some seven years
ago that my wife woke me up one night
and said that our little boy was very
sick and would I go tor a doctor. I said
of course I would, and slipping into my
clothes I grabbed my hat and started
out. When I reached the first aorner, I
passed a stranger who was running the
other way. I cut diagonally across the
street and ran toward tho center of
town. Pretty soon I heard footsteps
some distance hack, and then severa’
shots were fired. I felt as though some
one had thrown a stone and struck me
on the leg, but I couldn’t run any more
worth a cent. I stumbled down and
then drawing myself up put my hand
where I felt the pain and found that my
leg was moist with blood. I easily real
ized that 1 was shot. The possessor of
the revolver drew up before me pan tin.;
for breath and exclaimed, “You will rob
people, will you?” It was a policeman.
I began to upbraid him most thoroughly.
Explanations nor execrations did not
help the matter any, and I was taken in
a patrol to the station. I repeated my
story and insisted that a doctor should
be sent to my house. The desk sergeant
finally did as I wished, and our family
doctor called at the house, and later
came by the station. It did not take ms
long to convince the station officers that
I was not the party, and was set at lib
erty and removed to my home. When 1
was able to get around again, I sued the
city for $5,000, and I got it.—Interview
in St. Louis Globe-Democrat.
THE IM MORTAL SOUL. ,
Tictor Hugo** Memon:bIc Impromptu R«>
ply to Atlx ints.
At a dinner given to Victor Hugo in
Paris some years ago lie delivered an
impromptu address, in which he gave
expression to his faith in the infinite and
in the soul’s immortality. His friend,
Honssaye, who was present, says:
“Hugo at that time was a man of steel,
with no sign of old ago about him, but
with all the agility, the suppleness, the
ease and grace of his best years.” Ho
was contradicting the atheists, and his
friend says “his face was bright with
the heavenly halo, and his eyes shono
like burning coals.”
“There are no occult forces,” he said;
“there are only luminous forces. Occult
force is chaos; the luminous force is i
God. Man is an infinite little copy of
God. This is glory enough for man. I
am a man, an invisible atom, a drop hi
the ocean, a grain of sand on the shore.
Little as I am, I feel the God in me, be
cause I can also bring forth out of my
chaos. I make books, which are crea
tions. I feel in myself that future life. I
am like a forest which has been more
than once cut down; the new shoots are
stronger and livelier than ever.
“I am rising, I know, toward the sky.
Th« sunshine is on my head. The earth
gives me its generous sap, but heaven
lights me with the rc flection of unknown
worlds. You s :y the soul is nothing but
the result of bodily powers. Why, then,
is my soul more luminous when iny bod
ily powers begin to fail? Winter is on
my head, and eternal spring is in my
heart. There I breathe at this hour the
fragrance of the lilacs, the violets and
the roses as at 20 years ago. The nearer
I approach the end the plainer 1 hear
around me the immortal symphonies of
the worlds which invite me.
“It is marvelous, yet simple. It is a
fairy tale, and it is historic. For half a
century I have been-writing my thoughts
in prose and verse, history, philosophy,
drama, romance, tradition, satire, ode
and song. I have tried all, but I feel 1
have not said a thousandth part of what
is in me. When I go down to the grave,
I can say, like many others, I have fin
ished my day’s work, but I cannot say
I have finished my life. My days will
begin again the next morning. The
tomb is not a blind alley; it is a thor
oughfare. It closes on the twilight tc
open on the dawn.”—L’Univers.
SHE TURNED THE , ABLES.
How a Little II ?y Knov ledge Saved a
Voting Lati^ 3iucii JJiMco in fort.
A young indy through her knowb- ' -e
of liousewiii ry rather turned the t. s
upon a would be jl ter one day and let
that individual, who was of the mala
persuasion, into a little secret of con
siderable importance to those who have
occasion to work in the kitchen as ai:
The two were members of a party .
iting an Adirondack camp in the Sara
nac lake region. Every one was wed
acquainted, and the days passed mv.. ,ly
away until a heavy rainstorm drove
the ladies and the less enthusiastic fish
ermen indoors and compelled them tc
seek other forms of amusement. The
rain continued to fall almost without
intermission for several days, and as a
means to relieve the monotony the gen
tleman already referred to proposed that
the various members of the party try
their hand at cooking the next- meal
Permission was obtained from the host
i he members of the party laughingly
agreed to the proposition, and the guide,
whose duty it was to act as cook, was for
the time sent about other business. The
gentleman acted as chef, and with a
knowledge obtained from serving on the
house committee of a prominent New
York club proceeded to assign varioui
work to his aids and appointed the young
lady first vegetable cock for the express
purpose of making her peel onions, the
odor of which she loathed.
When the party adjourned to the kitch
en to begin preparations, a large supply ol
strong odored red onions was brought to
the lady, and she was requested to remove
the outer cuticle. The acting chef and the
others who had been let into the secret
made merry over the supp sed discomfi
ture of the first vegetable cook, but the lat
ter smiled sweetly and uttered no protest.
“Bring me a deep pan,” she said to liei
helper, and when this was produced sli
filled it to the brim with water. Then
she tucked up her sleeves to the elbow
showing just the prettiest pair of arnu
in the world. :.iul removing her rings set
to work pc to .g the onions under watei
with a deft, to s that showed how famil
iar she was with the work and depriv
ing it of all its offensiveness.
It was a revelation to the man, who
had looked either for a vigorous protest
or had expected to see the eyes of the
vegetable cook water from the effects of
the onion juice. The amateur dinner
was in every way a success, but none of
the cooks achieved a greater triumph
than the, one whose practical experience
showed to the others the common sense
method of peeling onions.—New York
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Violating; Parlor Car Rules.
“I have violated the rules laid down
by Mr. George M. Pullman every time 1
have ridden on a railroad train in the
past two years,” said Mrs. Robert Ver
non of New York as she and her hus
band were preparing to leave the parlors
of the Lindell for a walk the other day.
“You know. I’d uever think of traveling
without my little dog Nellie—named
after me, you know—she’s such an affec
tionate little thing and worries so much
when I leave her behind me. Now, when
Bob goes on the road I frequently take
trips with him, and of course Nellie
comes too. The first trip we took her
with us we had to leave her in the bag
gage car, and in the morning the pool
thing was nearly dead with fright. Then
I made up my mind I’d have her with
me or quit traveling.
“In Philadelphia I noticed women car
rying dark green cloth bags on the street
and found that they were called ‘cabas,’
and they carried most everything in
them. Well, I made one for Nellie, and
she travels across the country now in a
caba. Pullman conductors think it’s a
package of elothing or anything else
they like, for Nellie never moves. She is
perfectly content to know that I am
close by her and would rather keep
quiet than ride in the baggage car. Oh,
don’t tell me that dogs don’t know any
thing. You do, don’t you. Nell?”—St.
Wedding Cakes, New Style.
Who was the inventor of the new wed
ding cakes? Whoever he was he de
serves immortalizing, for his was a bril
liant idea, one I should have been “real
proud of” myself had I thought of it. In
the wedding cake of more ancient type
there was always a thick layer of white
sugar which nobody cared about, a
medium layer of almond paste which
every hod y wished for and did not always
get, and an immense quantity of cake
of which many only ate a few crumbs.
The latest specimen has a thin layer
of sugar, only just enough to look pretty,
apd underneath are alternate layers of
cake and almond paste, one as thick as
Ti e consequence is that no one is de
fl. . J 1 of their lawful share of almond
paste or “love,” as it is usually called,
and for purposes of distribution it is far
better, as the contents of the box do not
crumble away nearly so much as they did
When the principal portion was cake
alone. If only some one would invent a
box which could not he rifled and was
bound to reach its lawful destination,
we should have nothing left to desire.—
vvnat to uo.
When a young woman asks you to
go with her to choose a pocketbook and
tells the clerk she wants one “so long,”
measuring a space of six or eight
inches with the first finger of each hand,
it is just as well not to express your
surprise that it isn’t to be a dainty, sil
ver mounted affair that accords with
her costuming, and when she chooses an
enormous seal leather affair with lots of
compartments for bills and checks and
numerous other such articles it is safe
to decide that “Charley” still lives in
her memory as she in his, and when she
talks about the marking and takes the
pencil in a determined way and an
swers the salesmen’s remark about the
letters with a savage “I’ll write them,”
\yhv, it's time to turn your back and ba
awfully interested in something else.—
Public Dinners a Dore.
“Public dinners are becoming more
and more of a nuisance to professional
men,” said a distinguished lawyer of this
town somewhat peevishly the other
night. “Now, why should an extremely
busy man like myself be asked to devote
several hours of valuable time to the
preparation of an address on some im
portant topic for free delivery before an
association in which I have no particular
interest? Of course I have the privilege
of declining, but when two or three
warm personal friends urge me to com
ply on the ground of sociability, I have
to accept or else appear surly. In con
sequence I give up time which I can
hardly spare from my clients, am kept
up late at night and go down to business
in the morning with a headache or an at
tack of indigestion.”—New York Times.
De Smith—Is Ponsonby a bigamist?
Travis—A bigamist! Well, I guess,
not! What made you think so?
De Smith—Oh, I don’t know. I
Uiought I heard his wife telling some
body that Dr. Swindle'em’s weed tonic
bad made another woman of her.—
Amelia Rives’ Newsboy.
“There is a young man in Mobile,”
said Colonel Robert McEachin of Win
chester, Va., “who has cause to remem
ber Amelie Rives twice a year. When
the now distinguished lady was a little
girl and lived in that city, she became
fondly attached to a newsboy who cried
out his papers every morning in the
neighborhood in which she lived. She
met him one day and a friendship sprang
up between them that has lasted to the
present time. After the boy’s stock of
papers were sold in the morning he would
call for the pretty little blue eyed miss,
and they would take long strolls down
Froscute road, plucking the orange blos
soms and the magnolia blooms. They
soon got to be familiar figures on Gov
ernment street, as they would walk
along that busy thoroughfare with the
young girl’s head garlanded with wreaths
of beautiful flowers and the little boy's
arms filled with vines and evergreens.
Then Miss Rives moved far away into Vir
ginia, but she never forgot her newsboy
friend, for it was her custom almost
daily, to write him. The boy met with a
misfortune some years ago which crip
pled him for life. He is poor, but hi
purse is twice a year replenished by a
postoffice order from Mrs. Chanler. One
of these arrives in Mobile on his birth
day, which is in June, and the other on
Christmas day.”—St. Louis Republic.
. A Queer Performance.
Several years ago a Hampshire baronet
was amazed to find that, although hi
went to bed clothed as is customary, yet
he invariably awoke naked in the morn
ing and could not find any trace of his
missing garment. A great number of
shirts disappeared in this inexplicable
manner, and as every nook and comet
in the room was searched without re
sult the baronet at last told one of his
intimate friends, and requested him to
sit in the room all night and watch de
velopments. This the friend did, and
after the baronet had for some time given
audible evidence that he was asleep the
watcher was surprised to observe him
get out of bed, open the door and proceed
with a quick pace along a corridor, de
scend the stairs and emerge into an open
Suddenly the baronet, divesting him
self of his only garment, seized a pitch
fork and buried the linen in a dunghill.
Afterward he proceeded leisurely back
to his bed. In the morning the baronet,
incredulous at what his friend related,
repaired to the dunghill, and after dig
ging for some time found several shirts
stowed away in this anything but pleas
ant receptacle.—Boston Globe
When Traveling Was Dangerous.
Hounslow heath, Finchley common
and Gadshill, in the neighborhood of
London, were celebrated haunts of the
highwayman, and the secluded roads of
Epping forest, on the route to Cam
bridge, were often the scenes of plunder
in broad daylight. These desperate rob
bers at last became so dangerous, and
the peril of their attacks so serious to
travelers of all kinds, as well as to the
postmen, that the government passed a
law making highway robbery an offense
punishable by the death of the criminal
and the confiscation of all his property.
But robberies still occurred.
In 1783 mail coaches, protected by
armed guards, took the place of post
boys. The coaches carried passengers
also, and as these generally carried arms
the mails were better protected, but
still daring and oftentimes successful
attacks were made upon them.—St.
The Glass Industry.
The progress of the glass industry in
America has been far from constant. It
has suffered severe and violent fluctua
tions, amounting almost to annihilation.
Several times it lias needed to be bom
again. But the sum total of these suc
cesses and vicissitudes has been the es
tablishment of an industry which, while
it is the oldest, is also at the present
time one of the most promising and
most highly developed of all our indus
tries.—Professor C. H. Henderson in
Popular Science Monthly.
A iondon Idea.
In certain London restaurants each
customer is allowed to make his or her
tea. The waitress lights the gas burner,
which is affixed to each table, and sets
thereon a silver kettle. Then she pre
sents to the teamaker a silver caddy
divided into compartments and offering
a choice of Souchong, Ceylon or green
tea. Any one who is compelled to drink
the lukewarm stuff called tea at res
taurants will appreciate the new idea.—
France's Great Canal System.
Interior navigation lias long held a
prominent place in the traffic of France,
and it is not surprising to learn that the
length of navigable waterways in that
country is 8,000 miles, of which 650 miles
are returned as tidal, 2,ICO miles naviga
ble without works, 2,250 miles canalized
rivers and 3,000 miles canals. The state
looks out for all but 7 per cent of this
network, which is therefore practically
free from tolls. This system of inland
navigation has cost about $300,000,000
for construction and purchase and $25,
000,000 for concessions. The annual cost
of maintenance is about $2,600,000, or
$325 a mile, which covers all expendi
tures whatsoever. The number of ves
sels employed on the waterways is be
tween 15,000 and 16,000. About 26 per
cent have a capacity of 300 tons or more,
while more than half have a capacity ex
ceeding 100 tons.
Moreover, about 2,000 foreign boats
use the French canals each year. The
motive power is now almost entirely
furnished by draft animals, although a
few steam tugs are used on the Seine,
the Oise and some other rivers, and
steam cargo boats are occasionally met.
Cable towing and tow locomotives are
also used in a few places. The average
cost of moving a ton of freight one mile
is stated to be 064 cents on the rivers
and 25 per cent less on the canals.—Paris
The Pale White Light of Death.
Those who have admired the phos
phorescent glow of certain species of
crustace will be interested to learn that
a startling discovery respecting it has
been made. Formerly It was supposed
that such creatures emitted the light of
their own accord, and that they used it
in a variety of ways. It is now known
that the light is a disease as deadly to
the infected individuals as cobra poison
ing is to the human species. M. Girard
has traced phosphorescent light in tati
trus and other crustaceans to exceed
ingly minute bacteria in the muscles.
On inoculating healthy specimens with
glowing bacteria, the same luminous ap
pearance was transmitted. He also notes
that the disease runs a regular course,
and that those infected die within four
days, the phosphorescence lasting but a
short while after death.—St. Louis Re
Worries of Letter Writing.
Of course you never had important
letters ready to mail and went down
town without them? Or did you take
the letters and carry them around
all day and bear them safely home
with you at night? Did you ever post a
letter that you would have given almost
anything to recall after it had passed out
of your reach? You never delayed to
seal your letter until you were outside
the house and then found that the en
velope wouldn’t stick or needed a stamp
beyond anything, when there was none
to be had?—Boston Commonwealth.
The Effect of Early Training.
Recently a young woman came to this
city from a town about two hour’s ride
from New York to study. In the exam
ination that she was required to pass,
she was told to name some of the prin
cipal English authors. She did so, omit
ting Shakespeare for the reason, as she
stated to a friend, “that she might of
fend the teachers by putting in the name
of a man who had written plays for the
aters.”—New York Sun.
A Persistent Dog.
Mother—Horrors! Where did you get
Young Hopeful—He followed me home.
“Hum! Why did you coax him?’
“I didn’t coax him. I threw things at
him, but he would come anyhow.”
“That’s 3trange. What did you throw?”
“A lot of hard, ugly old bones the
butcher gave me.”—Good News.
A Life Work.
Mr. Sutherland got hold of a prodig
ious Clarendon and Burnet and made it
the richest and most extensive pictorial
history in existence or ever likely to be
in existence. He found nearly 19,000
prints and drawings for it and no less
than 731 portraits of Charles I, 518 oi
Charles II, 353 of Cromwell, 273 of James
II and 420 of William III. If, remarks
Mr. Percy Fitzgerald, we only think
how few are the portaits of Charles I,
and these mostly copies after Vandyke,
we shall have an idea of the labor and
exploration necessary to gather up the
731. Think also of the pains and cost in
cleaning, “laying down,” “insetting,”
and “inlaying” these portraits, the bind
ing, arranging, etc., and we shall not be
surprised to learn that this folly occu
pied the fanatical Sutherland such a
lengthy portion of his life.
When finished, it filled 67 huge vol
umes and had cost £12,000! We may
conceive all the visitings of print shops,
the turning over boxes of prints, the
groveling among winds and lanes, the
correspondence and the endless paying
of money! To give a finish to his labors
a catalogue was prepared of all the en
gravings. This filled two great quartos.
At Sutherland’s death the work was car
ried on by his widow, who is reported to
have given as much as £80 for a single
Peculiarities About Tramps.
• ‘A fact about your professional vagrant
or tramp is that they never want to go
back to the place from where they were
sent,” says a penitentiary superintendent.
“For instance, if one is sent in from along
the Susquehanna road, on his discharge
he usually requests to be sent north, east
or south, or any direction that will take
him away from that in which he was ap
“Only the other day a tramp sent from
Otsego begged to be sent to Hudson. He
begged so hard that I gave him a ticket to
Hudson. The next day he was back again.
‘They pulled me as soon as I stepped from
the train,’ he said. County officers, you
see, are always on the lookout for tramps
because of the mileage received for bring
ing them here. Work? No, they wouldn't
show any inclination or desire for work if
they had to lay in the penitentiary for
months. But we compel them to earn
their keep, very much to their disgust.
Usually I set them to work cane seating
Mrs. Mossman Was Petrified.
In June, 1884, Mrs. Abigail Mossman
was interred at the Hazelwood cemetery
in Poweshiek county, la. Not long since
relatives determined to remove the re
mains to another cemetery. The work
men engaged to perform the job found
the coffin filled to overflowing with red
colored mineral water. This was drained
off, whereupon it was found that the
corpse, with the exception of the fingers
and toes, was perfectly petrified. The
hair was perfectly natural, as was also a
bouquet of roses that lay on her breast.
After a thorough examination by rela
tives and friends the coffin was again
closed and covered in.—St. Louis Re
A Kind Mistress.
It was raining in torrents.
“Julie!” said madam to her maid, “be
quick and run across to the milliners and
tell her not to forget my hat.”
“Can I take Azor cut with me, mad
“Are you mad, Julie? Can’t you see
for yourself that the weather is not fit to
turn a dog out of doors?”—Evenement.
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fflFtfS. An Elepant Toilet Powder
SrL'V JLiiw for tlieTeeth and Breath—28c.
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