Nebraska Newspapers

    THE JOTJBNAL.
t WEDNESDAY, NOV. 28, 1883.
Zaiorei at the P::i:2ce, Cdcnta, Hrt., : uessi-
clus natter.
TEE FIRST HOME-NEST.
v6wcet was that morn of lore's content;
WhcnXate and I, just wedded.
On grave housekeeping business bent,
The vilbujo byways threaded;
.For at ncst-buildhur round about
Were all the birds, new-mated,
-And no more thought of boarding out,
. Dear Kate said, than if fated
To singleness, with all its woes;
- And-were our views moro narrow
And poor, sho nalvly asked, than thoM
Of robin, finch and sparrow?
And clad was I to have agreed
With her; for, ere was ended
Our search, just such a nest at need
We found as both commended.
"A'humblc. humble cot, well algh
By twenty paces bounded.
But well within our means, and by
A garden wall surrounped.
And tbence, with love and thrift so fair
s -.A domicile we made It,
No fear remained that carping care
1 Or want would ere Invade it.
There found we the repose, begun
In marriage rites; there mustered
Our higher powers; there one by one
. Our brood about us clustered.
And when at last all, all our own
" We called our homo thus bullded,
Less-proud, I think, was King on throne.
Or Queen in palace gilded.
Long, long u c clung there, even at last
With deep reluctance quitting
That roof for one of higher cast,
Our altered state bentting.
Ah. richer homes since then we've had,
'Homes of palatial splendor,
"But ne'er a onrt so sweet and glad
As that first home-nest tender.
Where Kate and I at our own hcartfc
Our joys domestic kindled.
And slowly, gained the solid worth
ThatTTc'er hath paled or dwindled.
Oi, not a home on earth is known,
"With what you please compare It,
Like that which first you call your own,
With ff true wife to share itl
: . N.Y. Ledger.
' A LUCKY MISTAKE.
-Tom," said my father to me, one
cold. November afternoon, as we stood
in the flag-paved hall of our old-fashioned
farm-house, "you'd better put
thc'little bay mare in the dog-cart and
go inio Worthington for that saddle. I
clean forgot to call for it yesterday,
and'if you want to go out with the
hounds on Saturday, you won't have
another chance of getting it,"
Thus said my stalwart, weather-reddened,'
gray-haired old sire, as he put on
his rough hat and took his thick walking
stick from the stand, preparatory to
going about the farm. It was about
three o'clock, and dinner was just over;
for tin time of 'which I speak was twen
ty years ago, and the farmers had not
then learnt to live according to tho
laws of a fashion unsuited to his income
and his occupation, or to ape the style
and expenditure of his landlord. My
father was an old-fashioned yeoman,
who tilled the land which his great
grandfather had tilled before him; and
even had he lived in these days, when
men of his type arc- rare, he would have
kept to" the old-fashioned ways.
I wag nothing loth to act upon the
parental suggestion, although it meant
a long drive in the biting cold, and
although the return journey would have
to bo done in the dark or with very in
different, moonlight. We were utterly
isolated at the Mistletoe Farm; for we
were seven miles from Wbrthington,
our nearest town, and ten miles, in the
oppjBsUe direction, from the nearest
railway station. My father farmed near
ly five huudred acres, some of the land
--especially that lying toward Wor
thington being verv poor stuff, and
onlyfit for sheep. There was not even
a village near; the laborers lived in cot
tages scattered over the estate; and in
the depth of winter, when there was
snow, or when tiie floods were out, we
were often a week at a time and never
saw a soul besides ourselves and our
employes.
But we always had a good bit of
horse-flesh in tho stable; as, indeed,
was absolutely necessary, when our
only means of communication with the
outer world was by road, and when the
distances were so great and the roads
bo bad. The little bay mare that I was
going to drive Fly-by-night was the
name we afterwards gave her was a
young one of our own breeding, clever
as a cat and docile as a dog. 1 rom her
infancy she was my play-fellow; would
come to me when I whistled to her; cat
out of my hand or niy pocket; and
when the time came for backing her
and breaking her, there was nothing to
be done. She had perfect confidence
and trust in us all, ami especially in
me; the cat by the fireside could not be
more gentle br more easy to control.
If 'only people would learn that a horse
can, by kind treatment and constant
association, be made as tame and affec
tionate as a household pet, there would
be fewer broken bones from- back
jumpers and runaways.
She was a world two good for har
ness, I thought to mvself, as I led her
out of the stable and proceeded to put
her to the old-fashioned, square dog
cart, which turned up- behind and
looked like a mail cart barring the
color, which was a dingy gray. The
little marc was my hunter when the
hounds were in reach and my father
would let me go; and she carried me
as gamely, even after twenty miles of
harness tiie day before, as if she was
one of the squire's cracks and went out
only once a week.
As we trotted quietly down the drive,
my father put his head over the hedge
and called to me:
"May be, the saddle won't be fin
ished," he said, his red face glowing
with cold, his eyes glancing critically
at the mare, "jf so you can put up at
the Angel and liave your tea; but don't
be later than you can help. Have you
got vour watch on you?"
"Yes." I said, wondering at the
question.
"You'd better give it to me," said
my father, stretching his arm over the
hedge. "I heard yesterday, at the or
dinary there was a gentleman stopped
on Monday night on the road. You
haven't got too much money on you, I
suppose r"
"No. danger," said I, with a laugh, as
I put my watch and chain into my
father's big. brown hand. "They won't
get much out of me if they try it on."
AntLo.ff we -went, turned into the high
roadand sped it a quick trot through
the athering'twilight in the direction
of A orthington.
It was ark, when, we readied the out'
tikirts ol the little town, and the lights,
not very brilliant if tried by modern
standards, sparkled cheerfully enough
in the windows. Past the blacksmith's
forge, with the great bellows roaring
and the sparks flying from the glowing
cinders; past the butcher's? with a
goodlycdisplay of some of our best beef;
past the grocer's, where the half dozen
children who were flattening their noses
against the panes turned to look at us;
and so, clattering over the uneven cob
bles of the pavement, to the saddler's
shop. The proprietor himself, a staid
and portly person, conscious of the im
portance which attaches to his position
in a country town, came out and nodded
a greeting.".
" A. coldTiight, Mr. Tom," says he,
witlfa shiver, as the wind tookhis apron,
"rmnot quite ready for you. Your
father didn't come in vesterday, so I
thought you wouldn't want the saddle
till next week."
"I-wan't it for Saturday," said I,
leaning sideways out of the trap. "The
bounds are at the coppice, and the little
mare and I are going. Can you do it
for me if I put up?"
The saddler thought for a moment.
Ay, I can do that," he said, at
length. . "Will you call in between
eightand nine and it shall be ready for
? TL? l.l--t.... 1.a wmrtt anil
x aerwa, uw& uy fr-v. -." .
throngh tl e narrow atcwa of the An-
fcl into the dim, des te i innyanl.
rom a tingle half-open ! .-way cama
a stream of light. A liguv twicd forth
in answer to my summon1.
"Good evening, Mr. T--m " said this
person, approaching ai. siting the
mares neck. .
"Hallo, Jack! is tha vou?"
I If
as I drew the reins hroughjnvjiiiger.
and airghtcd,"rccogni7.Tn"j." aC 1 didjy, .
Mr. Jack Plover, to whom wt- intrusted
the important duty of conveying the
Queen's mail-bags from Worihington
to the railway town. "You'll have to
wrap up warm to-night.'"
"Ay! bitter cold, that it is.'" answered
Jack, undoing the traces. "But, law
bless me! I'm used to it. Jf only I'd
got as good a thing between my shafts
as you nave here, I'd think nothing of
a seventeen-mile drive, I do assure you,
sir."
'"Your old ponv isn't to be despised,
either," said I, holding up the shaft
wiile Jack drew the mare out. "A new
pair of forelegs and sound bellows
would improve him, but except for
that "
"Well, he isn't quite Newmarket or
Doncaster, I do confess," said Jack;
leading the mare in through the open'
doorway and putting her in a vacant
stall. "But he's good enough for his
work. I start early and we take it easy.
You won't have the collar off, sir?"
"No," I said. "I am off again in an
hdur or so. Will you have a drink,
Jack?"
We crossed the yard, passed through
a swing door, and found ourselves m
the warm, cheerful bar, where the
bright light made ua wink after the
darkness outside, and the huge fire sent
a leaping, ruddy glare on the red cur
tains, and a reflection that danced mer-;
rily on the trim rows of bottles and.
glasses. The barmaid, buxom and
fresh-colored, smiled a welcome, and
rewarded my compliments on her pink
ribbons and the roses in her cheeks by
a "Go along with you," and a couple
of glasses of steaming whLsky-and-water.
There was only one other occupant
of 'the bar, a stranger to me. He was
a man apparently verging on forty,
buttoned up in a shabby great-coat, and
with his hat so slouched over his eves
thathis features were' bard to be dis
cerned. To the salutation wnich I gave
him on entering, he made no reply, but
with arms folded, gazed fixedly on the
floor.
'My service, sir," says Jack, raising
the tumbler to his lips and taking off
the contents at a draught. "That's'the
stuff to keep the cold out. Although
this is a bit too early. I ought to have
waited until eight o'clock, just before I
started."
"You can have another then, if jou
like," said I, with a laugh.
"Nay, sir," remonstrated Jack. "I
didn't mean that. Is the clock right,
miss?" he inquired of the barmaid.
"Then I must be going about my
work," he added, receiving an answer
in the affirmative. "Good night, sir,
and thank you kindly."
And Jack Plover, who was a sporting-looking
figure with his Queen's liv
ery and clean-shaven face, touched his
hat politely and passed through the
swing door.
The man with the slouched hat looked
up as he left, and, addressing nobody
in particular, inquired in a harsh, rough
voice, with a queer burr in it:
"What time does the pot go out
here?"
"At eight o'clock," replied the bar
maid, looking at her interrogator with
no particular favor. "That is the dri
ver of the mail-cart who has just left.'
"So I judged," replied the man,
rising and putting some money on the
table. "Is that right? Good-night to
yon."
And with a heavy, slouching gait, he
strode to the door and was gone.
After tea in the half-lit coffee-room
and a pipe in the bar, with the barmaid
to tell me the gossip, I started at about
half-past eight, called at the saddler's,
put my saddle under the seat, and set
out for home. As we passed the black
smith's forge at the end of the street
there was a pony being shod, and Mr.
Jack Plover, in a big great-coat, was
looking on at the process.
"Cast a shoe, Mr. Tom, and had to
turn back," he called out as I passed by.
Out into the country, looking doubly
black and dismal by contrast with the
cheerful light and warmth that we
were leaving behind; with the slanting
rain driving full in one's faco, so that
it dazzled the sight; with gray piles of
cloud hurrying overhead: with a veil of
mist and darkness blending hurdle and
hedge-row, field and tree, into a vague,
indistinct, gray mass. The road is
muddy, and, albeit the high-road, in
bad condition; but the little mare has
fot her head homeward, and pulls her
ardest toward warm stable and well
stocked rack, and the society of heavy
Dobbin and his brethren. Not that my
little hunter is to be permitted to pull
herself to pieces through ruts and over
ill-laid stones, for there is Saturday in
prospect, and with the country in this
state, we shall want the very last
ounce. Now we are climbing a hill,
and, anon, we 'are on top, and the rain
and tHe wind beat savagely upon us
and the prospect on either side is
dreary enough. Now, steadily down
tho shedding ground with a tight rein
and a careful lookout for loose stones;
for this is a deep descent, and one false
step may. take twenty pounds off the
little mare's value. The banks are
high, at all events, so there is some
shelter, and down at the bottom there
are trees on either hand.
It was pitch dark in this hollow, but
I let the mare out at the bottom of the
hill and gave her her head. Suddenly,
with a loud snort, she swerved violent
ly, ran the wheel of the trap on to a
heap of wayside stones, put there to
mend the road; and in a second we
were over. ,
I went out, of cours, and the driving
box, the Baddle and a debris of miscel
laneous articles after me. I landed
Eartly on my shoulder, partly on my
ead, and was up again in a moment,
although a bit dazed. The moment I
gained my feet I was seized by the
collar, and a harsh voice exclaimed
not to me, but to some one else:
"Hold his head down hold his head
down!"
A dusky form sprang to the mare's
he? a and kept her from attempting to
rise. A third form knelt on the trap.
"By jove!" exclaimed this last fellow,
in an agry tone, "we've got the wrong
man!"
"What?" said he who had hold of
mv collar. "Do you mean to say it
isn't the ?"
With a volley of oaths the other re
plied in the negative. The man who
had hold of me released me and joined
the other. They whispered together for
a few seconds. Then the first one came
back to me and said, with a fine pre
tense of indifference:
"Nasty accident, sir! "But it might
have been worse. It's lucky we were
at hand to help you."
" I don't know about that," I replied,
with no small acrimony, "formynorse
shied at one of you. She never did it in
her life before. You'll oblige me by
helping to get her out."
In a twinkling we had the harness
undone, and the mare, with a flounder
and a stagger, was on her feet, and
shook herself in a disgusted fashion.
The men said nothing but obeyed
my directions. Luckily, nothing was
broken. The mare had rubbd a little
hair off her, as well as I could tell, but
her knees were all right. In seven or
eight minutes from the time we went
over, so quickly did it all happen, I was
in my seat again; ready to start.
My ajailants,'or urisUnte, which-
and seemed on!;, anxious to get r.tt ol
! me.: they dUp.tc..ct! mc without a
j worn, and 1, went, a mile onniyro.id
"before I fulh realized wv.ut had hup-
" lit,ikrf A.. ,.. iJtLn. I hit
pened.
case in an
'at-
ident, I could onlv recall what took
nlacc
iamiediatelv before and imme-
djalely after, and for that very nwson
L - ' - L'1 wor I? "uttered v the mn were
more Yiv,idl. jj
What did ii.ey
more Yiv,uJIj.miprjjMM on my memory.
mean.'
It flashed into mv mind like a revela-
tiou. They had been misled by the
shape of my trap: which, as I have
saicl, was square behind, and looked
like a mail-cart, while the darkness
was too great in their place of a:ubus
cade for them t' see the color. The
time of mv arrival was about thatoi
the mail, had not Jack Plover been
obliged to "turn back; and the eanjfm
Eace at which I had come down the
ill accorded very well with the steady
movement of Jack's nag.
And the voice? I had heard it some
where lately the man in the Augel
bar, who asked, too, the time when the
mail left. There was no doubt of the
men's purpose.
How to prevent it? How to warn
rJack in time? There was no road back
but the one by which I had come, un
less I made a detour of several miles.
Neither was there a house near whem-e
to get assistance. I pulled up and
thought it out. A bruise on mv right
arm suggested something. I had fallen
on; my left side, and this bruise was
caused by the saddle tumbling after me.
I made up my mind at once.
Turning in through the first gate I
came to, I drove over the turf to a cor
ner of the field where was a group of
trees. Here I took the mare out; put
the trap under the elms and turned the
cushions; took off all the harness but
the bridle, and saddled her. Luckily
the bridle had no blinkers. I wound the
long reins round and round ray arm,
mounted, and, thanking Providence for
my knowledge of the country, rode at
the nearest fence. There was a faint
moonlight to help us, but it was terri
bly dark. My heart was in my mouth
as We went at the fence, which was a
big upstanding one, but I knew there
was no ditch on the taking-offside,
and I gave the little mare the word at
tho" right moment. She jumped clean
from under me, and landed me on the
crupper. I never shall forget that leap!
If .there had been any one to see it I
coiihl have sold her almost for her
weight imgold.
We were half way across the next
field before I had regained my seat
properly, and then the mad exhilara
tion of the thing took possession of both
of us. There was a flight of hurdles next
which we took in our stride. Then a
bank and a close-cropped hedge that
stood up, black as Erebus, against the
gray of the night; which we jumped as
though it were twice its height. Then
a flock of frightened sheep went scurry
ing away into the darkness.
It was all turf, and, for the first time,
I blessed the poverty of the laud, that
made it worthless to plow. A dozen
fences negotiated in the same mad fash
ion brought us into a field that skirted
the high road; and here we were
pounded. There was a big bull-fmch
into the road, with a deep drop. To go
on, parallel with the road, was impossi
ble, for there was a made-up hank with
I a cropped hedge, full of stakes, ami a
deep drain, as 1 Knew, ran on either
side. I rode up and down by the bull
finch in despair. Was all my trouble
to be in vain?
At last I made up my mind, and rode,
not too fast, at the great, towering,
straggling hedge. I put my arm across
my face, shut my eyes, into it we went,
and out of it, with a scramble and a
flounder, we came separately. The
bull-finch nearly brushed me out of the
saddle, and the mare and I dropped
side by side into the road, but both of
us on our legs. Before I had time to
remount I heard the sound of approach
ing wheels, and a man whistling nier
rdy. "Pull up. Jack!" I called out.
Jack's whistle ceased, and a more
astonished countenance I never beheld
than the one which looked down from
the mail cart.
"What the dickens " he began.
Then I explained.
"Well," he said, at the end of it,
without a word of commendation to me.
"That is a good pony of yours. What
shall we do?"
"I'll tell you," I said, for my blood
was up with the excitement of the
night "'Drive back to Worthington,
get Rogers, the constable, and a pistol
ftniee .nd lot. thnm trv ncrnin "
"Done with you," said Jack, turning
round. "You ride on ahead and find
Rogers, and I'll wait for you by the old
toll-bar."
In half an hour the constable and I
were seated verv uncomfortably on the
back of the mail-cart, and driving along
as fast as Jack's pony could be induced
to go. Our onty fear was lest the fel
lows should have got tired of waiting,
for it was quite an hour and a half
later than the time when the mail
should have passed them. Down the
hill we went, our hearts thumping away
with excitement, not to mention the
difficulty of holding on, and Jack per
forming "My Pretty Jane" with ex
quisite variations.
Well, to cut the story short, we got
one of them. The constable, in his
eagerness, jumped down directly the
first man had seized the horse's head,
and the two other fellows made off. We
got the right gentleman, though the
identical fellow who had been in the
Angel bar, and whose voice I had re
cognized. He was tried at the Assize?,
and, two other convictions being proved
against him, was sentenced to seven
years' penal servitude.
I went out with the hounds on Sat
urday, and my little mare was the he
roine of the hour. The Squire himself
came up to me, and, after compliment
ing us both on our achievement, said:
"What do you call her?"
"Well, Squire," I replied, "we haven't
given her a name yet''
"Call her Little Fly-by-night" said
he.
And that's how she got her name.
Argosy.
Way a State Can Not be Sued.
Perhaps it might not be uninteresting
to summarize the reasons why a sover
eign State can not be sued, even by its
own consent:
1. "Law is a rule of action prescribed
by a superior.". The sovereign has no
superior.
2. The Kins: can do no wrong, be
cause he is above the law, being its
source, and there can be no wrong but
by its violation.
3. The writ runs in the name of the
Sovereign, and is supported bj' his pow
er. It would be absurd for the Sover
eign to call himself into court to an
swer for violation of his own law under
penalty prescribed by himself.
4. There is no power to enforce judg
ment. The State compels the individual
to obey the judgment of its courts; it
can not compel itself. The judgment
of the court is the will of the Sovereign,
and consequently can not be made use
of to coerce the Sovereign. The Con
tinent. -
m e"
The Oil City Derrick-is noted for
dropping into sentences with a whole
volume of meaning. It says: "The
best thing in print a pretty girl in a
calico dress." There are hosts of young
men who are roosting from three to six
stories high and eating hash in base
ments, to whom the Inter-Ocean com
mends the sentiment Why not begin to
live, young man? The man who waits
to get rich before marrying is a fool for
the want of sense. Cmcago Inter-Occsm.
(lew Monev is Made Upoa the Fai
Experiments in growing animals, and
in fattening them for the market, have,
quite often, seemed to show that no
profit was made upon the undertaking;
at any rate, no such profit as would sat
isfy a man with speculative t'.'.r of
mind. The opinion is frequently ex-
Eressed that, taking the country over,
ut comparatively icxv farmers make
any monej- upon their farms over and
abovo that made through the steadily
growing value of their acres. There
are. of course, manv thinsrs produced
upon the farm that are not counted and
I charged up as a part of the yearly ex
penses, and credited to tne iarm, as
they should be. Poultry and the egg
product cut quite a figure in the living
expenses, yet there are rarely any ac
count taken of these only when poultry
forms quite an item in the business car
ried on on the farm. The same is true
of milk and butter, except where the
farm is a dairy farm; in which latter
case articles used from what is rated as
the leading products are deducted.
On some farms, the surplus of poultry
and eggs is quite sufficient to pay for
one or two leading articles in the pto-
i eery line "for the entire year, if the
poultry is properly managed. J. hen if
the farm is not a dairy farm, the sur
plus product of the farm cows,' properly
utilized, will pay the grocer quite an
added amount towards his yearly bill.
The hens glean their living from sources
that are mainly valueless for any other
purpose, and the keep for a couple of
cows is hardly missed upon a farm of
two or three hundred acres, leaving the
main sources of income intact In fact,
if the farmer is following the system of
stock growing he should pursue, his
cattle being well graded up, the increase
will pay expense of feeding such cows
as are kept for family use; if he does
not raise cattle somewhat improved, he
is not worthy to have his milk and but
ter at any less cost than those who do
not live on the farm.
The farmer who bought his land say
240 acres for 300, twenty-five years
ago, and can now sell at $50 per acre,
has", after deducting compound interest
upon the sum originally paid, an appa
rent profit, on the investment of about
$46 per acre. But it is answered to
this, that he has paid taxes, and placed
fences and buildings upon the property,
and it is largely upon these improve
ments that the gain from 1.25 to 50
Cer acre has come. But it must also be
orne in mind, that he has had the use
of the land during the period named,
worth during the first two or three years,
we will say, nothing; after that, from
one to three dollars per acre, according
to state of advancement in tillage, in
3eedingdown, and in improvements.
If, as is the rule, he has built fences,
and erected buildings out of earnings
from the land, having had no means,
from any other source, to make im
provements with, has had his living dur
ing the j'ears, and has now an accumu
lation of live stock and other personal
property on band, without having in
curred the risk which so generally envi
ron mercantile and manufacturing pur
suits, there is no reason why, having
had the use of fences and buildings up
to the period of incipient decay, he
should not count the increase in price
over iirt cost as resting entirely in the
land proper. If gain is made out of the
products of the farm, it is by common
consent conceded that wheat growing
does not, taking the years together, add
to this gain. Especially is this true aftef
the first two or three years' cropping,
and doubly true after the land has
become, owing to its location, materially
enhanced in value.
During all the years that the average
farmer has kept fiimself weighted down
with inferior farm stock, on which he
has made no profit, he has, neverthe
less, secured a living. Under the mere
drift of events circumstances beyond
his control under which the man with
out brains and business tact shares to
quite a degree equally with him who
has a large gift of both, his land has
yearly grown in value, so that he finds
a customer for his acres in the thrifty
neighbor who has accumulated a bank
balance, not by waiting for an increase
in the value of the land he has no in
tention of selling, but through feeding
his grain and grass, not simply that
they may be consumed on the premises,
that he may say his produce is not be
ing hauled off, 'but, on the contrary, to
well-bred animals, that pay a profit.
We would ask, what source of profit
is there upon the farm, leaving out the
special lines, dairying, etc., except in
following the plan to regularly turn off
paying five stock? Certainly continu
ous wheat growing, with other grains
added, to the exclusion of feeding, can
not be practiced upon lands in general, in
fact not upon any land, without heavy
outlay for keeping up fertility. If the
man who goes along slipshod from year
to year, feeding scrub steers until they
are four or five years old, will go into
market with a car-load, on same train
with his neighbor who has a car-load of
two or three-year-olds of high breed
ing, he ought to be able, after the
sales are made, to compute the advan
tages reached through receiving the
proceeds from two or three years' Keep,
at six cents, over anything he can
figure up on an experience of a four or
five years' keep, upon a three-and-a-half
cent basis. This is one way for a
man to settle the question whether he
has ever really made any money, ex
cept through what is forced upon him
by the gradual rise in the value of land
in his locality. National Live Stock
Journal.
A Diversity of Style.
According to the reports which re
turning buyers bring from Paris, and
advance fashion-plates from abroad, in
finite diversity is to prevail in the com
ing stvles of dress. There are suits
severely plain and others elaborately
puffed and ruffled; clinging costumes and
costumes which are more than bouffant
tailor-made dresses and confections of
the Louis Quinzie period. In short, it
may almost be said that every known
form of woman's dress in civilized
lands will be more or less worn during
the doming se:ison. As for the bodices,
such is the variety of styles that every
taste may be suited. Basques are of ail
shapes round, pointed and square; the
jersey basque, the jockey basque an
the zouave, opening over a veritable
waistcoat Round waists gathered to a
belt, and round waists exactly like a
basque with tails cut off, yoke waists,
blouse waists and the old-fashioned sur
pliced waist, together with polonaises
of every description. All these and
more appear among new styles. There
is no settled fashion. Quito as manv
bodies are worn full as plain, and one
niay consult the becoming with the ut
most freedom. The jersey waist is rap
idly becoming what it is undoubtedly
best fitted for a neglige and demi-toilet
garment It gives perfect freedom of
movement while it fits the figure
imoothly, and is almost universally be
coming. Nothing can be more sensible
for children's wear, and it is also ad
mirably adapted for growing girls.
Economically considered, it is a boon,
lince it may be worn with the skirt of
any dress not past renovating, and the
busy woman, with little time for dress
making, finds in it a convenient and
comfortable garment all ready to put on.
It is not at all likely that it will go out
of fashion; on the contrary, itwilTprob
ably be enrolled among standard gar
ments; but only expensive silk jerseys
will be in good" taste for evening wear
tnd they for very young ladies. PhiU
tdelphia Press.
A child born in CleTeland, recently,
had one body, but it wore two distinct
keada, four arms and f omr legs. It died.
CUvtiand Htraid
Findi'iar tto "Lomlcttcs."
On coming into town from
Qtrccht 1
leaned out ot the window on approaca
ing Amsterdam, my curiosty excited by
the tall'whitc towers of the exhibition,
and as I gazed on tho apparition my
eye-glasses fell off-my nose and fell out
side the track. I rapidly took.my bear
ings. We were within" a mile of tho
depot, near a railroad bridge.
At night when ready to go back to
Utrecht I reacted the station an hour1
too early for the train and resolved to
go otit and hunt up my lost "specs,"1
which offset my optical delinquency bet
ter than I could hope from any new
pair. I applied to the "director" at
the station and, with a few words and
many ffestures, told him mv desire. He
,
assigned to me a man in uniform to
take care of me, and we walked out to
the bridge and began the search. When
we Jiad walked up and down for a
few minutes I noticed thatwe had a rs"
emit. A lounger by the roadside had
fallen in our wake and joined us in the
search. In two minutes more a woman
came out of a house and bent Tier ener
gies also to the task. Presently two
children came, running across the fields
and reinforced us, so that there were
six people thoughtfully beu't, hunting
for one poor pair of eye-glass&s or
"lornicttesr-'-as they called them.
Ten minutes later I gave it up and
turned back with the embroidered guard.
As we approached tho station a boy
came run nine- towards us from that di
rection, .shouting jo ously and flapping
his arms: "We hebben der lorniette
gloomcn! We hebben gloomen!"
The boy was all out of breath, and ho
could only say in Dutch, "Ask him that's
up the ladtler!" pointing to a man in a
little box elevated by the side of the.
track, at which converged telegraph
wire. The man himself now came to
the window and shouted enthusiastical-'
ly in turn, and shook a bit of paper in
his hand.
"Telegraph dispatch, . I guess," said
iny Dutch escort, and ran forward and
climbed the ladder, and brought it down.
It read: "Wfo bobber de lorniette
gloomen! !" with two evclamation
points after it.
I handed the operator half a gulden
twenty cents aud gave the- boy, who
ran to announce it, four cents. A cloud,
of dust now rose in the' rear, and I
heard a clamor of joyous.- voices. Be
fore we could regain the shelter of the
depot they were upon us. A little girlt
red-faced and breathless, was ahead,
who curtsied and hold out .her baud
bashfully and said: "Thank you, sir.
My father found it." My guard and
guide looked piteously at me, and Igave
the long-petticoated herald two cents.
"Thank you, sir!" said the, next two
breathless ones, "we were looking for
it!" Trying to get the hang of what
they said, in a moment of inadvertence
I gave the rascals a couple of sixpences.
"I found it, sir, thank you," said tho
woman whom I had seen before; "thank
you, sir, thank you." I had learned
"dank U," by this time, so that I knew
it when I saw it
"Very well," I said, in a bad mixture
of French, Dutch, American and Ger
man, "Ou ist der lorniette, confound it
all!"
"Present it to tho gentleman, my
daughter!" said she, pushing forward
another long petticoated infant, who
did actually lay the eye-glasses in my
hand. I set them on my nose and gazed
at her. She bore the scrutiny without
flinching, but softly piped "dankU!" I
gave the woman a gulden (forty-two
cents) and the 1. p. infant still softly
sighed "dank U, ' and- held out her
hand. I put some pence in it and the
grateful couple withdrew.
A stout youth now came forward and
said: "Thank you, sir! I carried tho
dispatch to the man up to 'tother end."
The guide told me what he said. Igave
hiin half a gulden and started for tho
station. A woman with a big bonnet on
hind side before intercepted me, said
thank you, and addressed me a lono
and earnest speech in high Dutch. 1
didn't know what she said, but it must
have been something awful. Inferring
that one of her babies had been run over
by the engine while looTring for my
property, 1 hastily handed her the value
of it, seven cents, and fled to the train
just in time to get aboard. I mention
this incident in detail because it is char
acteristic of all Europe. Amsterdam
Cor. Detroit Press and Tribune.
Literary Mechanism and Literary Art.
It seems at first incredible to say that
literature sutlers from the encroach
ment of the moneyed power, but a
little observation will show that asser
tion to be true. Especially it is true in
New 'England, where literary rank is
priced above rubies, though one may be
quite sure that the aspirant has the
rubies, too. Individuals who are culti
vated and appreciative aspire to the
dignity of authorship. Destitute of one
spark of the divine fire, but having the
fair library .style that is a part of a good
education and intelligence, added to
the prestige of wealth and social posi
tion, they write their books (which are
usually compilations) and secure their
publishers. Why not? Publishing a
book is a merchanical operation, and
there is no more reason why a woman
of wealth should not employ a publisher
to bring out her book than there is why
she should not employ Worth to devise
her costume.
Yet let us give this .species of literary
mechanics due deference. It is usually
work done with special advantages;
with wide resources, refined tastes,
with the special cultivation of familiar
ity with literatures and foreign lands,
and other advantages open only to the
wealthier classes. Books of the com
pilation order prepared in this manner
are often of a value that fully justifies
their being, and are also usually of a
character whose preparation absolutcly
demands the conditions of wealth and
leisure to produce them. But they are
works of literary art, and should so be
regarded. This mechanism has its
legitimate place, and accorded respect
when it applies itself to the encyclo
pedic class of literature, to the collec
tions and compilation which form so
valuable and so indispensable an ele
ment in libraries; but when it assumes
the creative order of work, its intrinsic
cheapness is apparent, and just literary
criticism takes no social position as a
factor in its conclusions. Boston Travel
ler. How Long Will It Last?;
The calculations about the British
i-oal-fields have set statisticians at work
o determine how lono he anthracite
ooalof this country will last Our soft
or bituminous coal is practically inex
haustible, but east of the Rocky Moun
jans, so far as known, hard or anthra
cite coal is confined to a limited area J
the State of Pennsylvania. There are
820,000 square miles of hard coal coun
try in that State. Estimating a hundred
tons to the acre in depth, would give
320,000,000 tons. As the various strata
of coal would average thirty feet in
depth, agrand total of 9,600,000,000 rep
resents the total production. As the
present consumption is 30,000,000 tons
per annum, it will be over three hundred
years before the Pennsylvania supply
will be exhausted. Some very fine an
thracite coal has been found in Colorado,
and other strata of it will doubtless be
uncovered in parts of the extreme west
am country, but with our vast stores of
bituminous coal, our wood, and petro
leum, there is no danger of a want of
fuel for s. thousand years ahead, no
matter how dense our population. Then
it ia not unreasonable to believe that'
chemistry may give us new heat pro
ducing combinations which will dispense
with the use of ear present fuels. item
trtsfs Monthly.
PERSONAL AND IMPERSONAL.
R. J. liurdctt, the "youmerist,"
rldcu a bicycle for recreation.
: Palatka, Fla., has. a family of -j!x-i
teen brothers and not one-of them less
fthan six tcct in height Chicago-Inter r
j Ocean.
I It is now quite common to give a j
child the surname of its mother. This j
is' a. good way to preserve two family
i names. N. Y. Graphic.
Thc'TSra't of Texas elects a Governor
j ovrttr fourth" yi!ar, and'only four former
iui-ttmbentsor the office areuow living;
Messrs, Throckmorton,. Hubbard, Coke
and .Roberts.
Rev. W. Cowl, who .left a Method
ist pulpit-7 near Pittsburgh to accept a
call to the Third Unitarian" Ch'urch, cor
ner Monroe-and Latlin streets. Chicago 4-
nas been received again into the ruts-,
burgh Conference. Pittsburgh Post.
Tii'dtlaughter of Bayard Taylor has
until recent lylweri nippbrting herself as
a governess in New York. -She and her
mother declined a purse of 30,000,
raised by New York ladies on learning
that Baxard Taylor died poor. N. Jr.
Sun. - ' .
Hugh .Barley, M. P., of .Manchester,
Erig., whose death is announced, was
the son of a cofton spinner, and always
had a warm helut for his work people.
During- the cotton famine he even, sold
his carriage that he mighty be able to
gif e greater assistance to the poor.
The late Judge Black, writes'a cor
respondent, had" his right arm broken
in eleven pieces by a railroad accident
in l.St8. and it never .afterwards was
of much use to him. He learned to
write with his left hand after he was
sixty years of age. Chicago Tribune.
Miss Catherine Wolf has built a
"cottage'" at Newportrata-castof $500,
000, aud has had 150,000 worth of
furniture carted" in to makeit comforta
ble fora couple of' months -during th
summer. Miss W-olf is mistress of her
own heart and. a fortune of several mil
lions therefore, a monopolist Where
is he young man to destroy this mo
nopoly. Chicago Inter Ocean.
The venerable Charles R. Thorne,
father of the Jate "leading man" in the
Union Square Theater, New York, of
Edwin - Thorne and of Mrs. Emily
Chamberlain, was married lastweek in
San Francisco to tho widow- of the late
James Stark, the tragedian. Mr. Thorne
is the hero of a romantic Uife. He has
been-on the stage over .sity j'ears, and
In his time "played many p"arjts iT. T.
Times. . .. - -j., ,
' ' The younger son of CJoy. Andrew, -J
of Massachusetts, is"' at' w6rK"as re- I
pairer and lineman -for the Pittsfield
Telephone company. , He has spent.a
ear in the factor-, and is now learning
all the practical working of a telephone
exchange, fitting himself for a responsi
ble position in the eastern" part of the
State. To don -old clothes and visit
residences where in full dress he has at
tended evening parties, requires a kind
of nerve which ought to "make a suc
ful telephone man. Boston -Journal.
"A LITTLE NONSENSE.
Handkerchief flirtations at the beach,
are sea waves that arc not sad. Boston
Star. .
A fat and awkward billiard player
is a ciio-cumber3onio specimen. 'Cincin
nati Traveler. ' -
"Good bye" in the telephone re
minds one of autumn; it is the yell o'
leave. Boston Bulletin.
'.'What do you think of Fielding?"
she asked young Mr. Tawmus. "Oh,
it's important, of course,- but it won't
avail anything without good battingl"
Boston Post.
Ahorsebalked with a man in Buffalo
the other day, and he sat there in his
buggy for nine hours before the animal
moved on. He was a house painter,
working by the day, and would have
put in auother hour if necessary. De
troit Free Press.
"Can't understand this at all," said
young Hvson; "can't understand it at
all." "Well, tell it," said his partner.
"Why, a whale, goes down below,doesn't
it?" "Oh, yes." "And this magazine
says it conies up to b'low, too. Now
that's nonsense." But nobody would
listen to him. Oil City Derrick."
Idiocy of the weather topic: "Well,
how do you like this weather. " inquired
old man-Bamstable of Mrs. McBaker,
who always .look on the dark side of
things. "Don't like it at all," snapped
that amiable virago. "Ah, don't, eh?"
mildly replied old Barnstable, "er er
how do you think you would like it if it
suited you?" Texas, Silings.
Mamie, having been helped twice
to everything on the table, slid down,
when the conWcame in, from her chair
with a sigh. "There, now," said her
mamma, I suppose you have eaten so
much that you feel uni:omfortable."
"Don't!" replied Mamie quickly, with a
toss of her little head. "I just feel nice
and smooth." Chicago Tribune.
"What did you get out of that
oase?" asked the old lawyer. "I got
my client out of it," replied the young
one. "And what did he get out of it?"
"Satisfaction, I reckon. I didn't leave
anything else for him to gut" "Young
man,'" said the senior, proudly, "you'll
never -be a Judge. There is not enough
money on the bench for you." ix-
diange.
The wrong girl
Girl In hamflaoek
Ite&dihfr book
Catches man
lly hook or crook.
.Qlrlin kitchen .
Scrubbing: pan
. .' .. Cannot RtDbbltt -Any
man.
JTen years later.
Head in whirl.
Wished he'd taki-u
Kitchen girl.
OU CUu Blizsara.
"Good morning, Farmer Furrow,"
said the old deacon, as he leaned over
the fence to have a friendly chat.
"Mornin' deacon," nodded the farmer.
"How Is that sick pig this morning?"
"O, that's gittin' along right smart, I
reckon," cheerfully replied the granger.
"And how is the rest ot vour folks?" con
tinued the deacon. The farmer said
nothing, but reached down, picked up
an overripe melon and firqd" it right at
the deacon's head. "There!" he e'x
claimed; "by the time yergit them 'ere
seeds out o' yer ha'r you'll find out how
my folks is." N. 11 Dairy.
.
An Electric Gun.
CoIonel'Fosbery created a sensation
at a lecture "he 'recently gave to an as
sembly of officersj small-arm inventors
and other experts at the Royal United
Service Institute bv suddenly drawing
from its- place of hiding, under the table,
a wonderful new gun, which he had
just brought from Liege. He called it
a "baby elictric gun." It looked like a
pretty carbine, but it had no mechanism
and could not possibly go off until con
nected up to the source of electric force.
This done, it could, be fired. with amazing
rapidity, 104 rounds having a few days
before been fired from it by"its inventor,
M. Pleper,' of Liege, in two minutes.
Colonel Fosbery tired two rounds with
infinitesimal powder charges. He had
preared-himself by secreting under his
vest a smaii circuit oi wire anu. puuin
on a banderole, supporting what looke
like a two ounce vial, but was in fact an
electric accumulator, with sufficient
stored up energy to discbarge 2,000
rounds. The cartridges were innocent
looking mites and contained no detonat
ing substances, nothing in fact but
simple powder and a wad. The opinion
was expressed by various speakers that
the electric gurfmust onpe more revolu
tionize the manufacture of small arms
within a brief period. Electrical Jour
nal.
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