Written for the Jodbsai.
SET EACH OEM WITH CARE.
BY XABT B. FINCH.
' "Wherever in the world I am,
it In whatsoe'er estate.
J- i have a fellowship with heart)
To keep and cultivate;
v: And a work of holy love to do.
For the Lord on whom I wait.
I ask Thee for the daily strength.
To none that ask denied;
And a mind to blend with ontward life.
While keeping at Thy side;
Content to fill a little space.
If Thou be glorified.
One by one thr duties wait tbee,
let thy whole strength go to each;
Let no future dreams elate thee;
-. Learn thou first what those can teach.
One by one. bright gifts from heaven,
Joys are sent thee nere below;
Take them readily, when given
Heady, too, to let them go.
One by one thy griefs shall meet thee,
Do not fear an armed band;
One will fade, while others greet thee,
tihadows passing through the land.
Every hour that fleets so slowly,
Has its task to do or bear;
Luminous the crown, and holy,
If thou set each gem with care.
OUTWARD OR HOMEWARD.
Still are the ships that in haven ride.
Waiting fair winds or a turn or the tide;
Nothing bat fret, though they do not Ket -Out
on the ocean wide.
O wild hearts that yearn to be free.
Look and leam from the ships of the sen!
Bravely the ships in the tempest tossed,
Huffet the waves till the tea be crossed;
Not in despair of tlio haven fair,
Though winds blow backward and leagues be lost.
O weary hearts that yearn for sleep.
Look and learn from the ships or the deep!
F. W. Iiordtllon
A MATTER OF SECT.
SHE.
I'm really very blue to-night
For somehow thins liave not gone right.
And all the world seems lark to me.
So I'm a little "Sad-jou-see."
My ejes have either lost their 6ight,
Or else quite dimly bums the light.
For other sect j ou ne'er can be.
Since jou are always "Phar-i-hoe.
G. E. Thrnop.
MRS. FAY'S BARGAIN.
Storv for the Ladies. With a Moral
Mnny People 31ay Pront From.
that
John Fay was leaving the breakfast
table. He laid a roll of bills lesiile bis
wife's plate.
"The fifty dollars, Annie, I promised
you for jour new dress."
"Fifty? Then you have really made
it fifty? What a good John! I shall be
able to save enough out of it to buy
Aunt Maria a real nice New Year's pres
ent. There are very good cloaks, shag
gy and warm, marked down to ten and
twelve dollars at Morton k Brier's, and
I am distressed Sunday after Sunday to
see her walk into church in that old
shawl. I could draw the pattern of it
with my eyes shut, and know that noth
ing but perversity keeps it from break
ing away on her poor sharp shoulders."
"Well, do as you please; only make
the most you can of the money. Fifty
dollars do not grow on every bush in
these times, and I should hardly have felt
able to give it to you now but that Mor
ton has been looking at one of our steam
heaters for his store, though some par
ties down in Hartford offered him one at
a discount. So buy the cloak of him,
by all means, if you get one,"
And John struggled into a three
years' old overcoat and hurried away.
Little Mrs. Fay turned the bills over
and over in her hand. She had scarcely
heard her husband's last words. It was
enough that ho could afford to give her
the money and that it was hers to spend.
He was her conscience in regard to
money matters. With the intricacies of
business she had nothing to do. Should
she run uround to Mr. Jupe's at once
and talk it over, and find out exactly
how to send to New York for samples of
dress goods?
The Jupes were stylish people who
had recently removed into the neighbor
hood, having bought the very large
lawn and the very small cottage with a
stable in the rear, which gave an air of
elegance to the street of the pretty New
England .own where the Fays lived.
Between Mrs. Jupe and little Mrs. Fay
the most intimate relations had been es
tablished. They ran back and forth at
all hours, a blind gate having been dis
covered at the foot of Mrs. Fay's tiny
flower-garden, which opened directly
upon Mrs. Jupe's side lawn.
xiie Jailer nau aireauy auviseu in re
gard to the new dress. "You will never
think of buying it here;" she had said,
"Morton k Brier's dress-goods are so
common! Everybody in town dresses
the same like mourners at a funeral!
Why not run down to New York and
buy something made up? You would
save it in your dressmaker's bill."
Run down to New York! Mrs. Fay
regarded a visit to that metropolis as
the event of a life time to be ardently
desired, but scarcely to be hoped for.
And as for a dressmaker, one day for
such a functionary, for the puipose of
basting and "trying on," with three or
four more from Susan Janes, who went
out for 73 cents and was thankful to
get that in these hard times was the
limit of her desires.
"Well, let me see; you might send
down to any of the large retail stores
for samples and order from there after
wards. Yon know they each keep a
clerk for nothing in the world but to
put up the samples."
And Mrs. Fay had gone home filled
with a desire to do this. To send to
New York, to the envy of her less well
informed neighbors! To appear in a
dress unlike anything displayed in the
town! She was not ordinarily a vain
woman, but Mrs. Fay's ambition took
fire at this spark of a suggestion. But
John's countenance assumed a doubtful
expression, when the plan was spread
out before him?
"I don't know about that," he said
slowly. Do as you would like to be
done by, is my motto, and how should
I like it to have everybody in town to
run off to Hartford or New York to buy
the goods I offer for sale. Patronize
'home institutions, Annie; spend your
money where you make it, and help to
build up your own town, I say. Why,
the country is going to ruin for this
Bame reason! Nothing' in America will
do for people, unless the -maker is
shrewd enough to brand it with a foreign
mark. We spend all our time and
strength in gathering dollars to be sent
out of the country. And what do we
get for them? A lot of French frip
peries and manufactured articles which
need only to stand side by side with our
own to show their inferiority."
"Yes, John; but the dress!" Ex
ports and imports are matters to be set
tled by graver heads, or to settle them
selves. "Buy it at Morton & Brier's. They
trade with me, and I should like to turn
my money into their hands."
"JJut their goods are so 'common.' 1
John. And we all dress alike like
mutes at a funeraL"
"Like what?" John Fay burst into
a loud laugh. "You are a dear little
woman, Annie, but you never originat
ed that remark. I don't believe I like
the style," he added, after a pause. "But
do as you please, dear."
It was hard to say "no" to his little
wife. "At least you can buy he cloak
at Morton k Brier's; and be sure to
make the money go as far as you can."
"I will, John; it shall go as far as
New York!" she replied, with a happy
laugh, throwing her arms around his
neck and giving him an enthusiastic
hug.
She wrote her letter to New York at
Mrs. Jupe's dictation, and the samples
came in due time.
John turned them over quizzically:
"Couldn't you judge better of the color
and quality to see them in a whole
piece, rather than in such a little scrap
as this?"
"O, what a silly John! Of course
not; when I can examine them at my
leisure now, with no saucy clerk to
snatch them out of my hands or talk me
into buying what I don't want at all."
A long hour was spent in this inspec
tion. "Do do you think it had better be
mixed goods or plain?"
John was good-natured. He laid down
his newspaper to raise the bits of cloth
again in his great hands. "Do you call
that mixed?" singling out a scrap all
knobs and long, loose hairs, and vying
with Joseph's coat in colors the latest
fasliion of woven ugliness.
"Yes, to be sure."
"Well, then, dear, I should say, let us
have it plain."
So she chose a soft, warm basket
cloth in dull maroon. Six yards, $18!
But it was double width and these new
goods were expensive. The prices ran
as high as $5 a yaid; three was modera
tion. And there would lie enough for a
long sacque and then last consideration
of a prudent mind it would "make
over" admirably.
Then the silk- (for this was to be a
handsome suit) Mrs. Jupe had said that
silks were to bo got at almost any price
now. And not to be mean or buy a poor
quality, Mrs. Fay had fixed her price at
$1.50 a yard.
But a scrap at $2 just matched her
cloth. And, as the most of the samples
ranged at iriees even higher, with an
impetuosity which characterized the
movements of the small woman who
mildly ruled the Fay family, she decided
upon this. Seven yards no. eight it
was well to have a piece left, and there
should be a bonnet to match: Eight it
must be. She sent her order in haste
and then waited the result in excitement
which held in it more and more of re
pen tanco as the days went h .
Early in the afternoon of the third,
an express wagon, a man and an enor
mous l)ook appeared at her door. She
ran to open it. She took the precious
parcel which bore her name and placed
it carefully within the sanctities of the
parlor, while tho man was fumbling for
the bill.
"Thirty-four dollars, ma'am."
She had tho exact amount in her
hand. She had had the exact amount
within reach for tho last two days.
"Write your name just there." And
Mrs. Fay wrote her name whore the
pnrple and black fingjer pointed grimly
in characters very like the trembling
ones with which she had written, "Yes;
dear John," two years before, in reply to
a certain letter which need not be fur
ther mentioned here.
"And a dollar for the express."
"I thought it was fifty cents."
"Both ways, ma'am, you know, C. O.
D." No. she did not know; not at the
moment certainly; but she slipped a
50-cent piece slyly back into her pocket
and paid him the dollar he demanded.
She did not open the parcel at once.
She sat down to do a sum in mental
arithmetic. Thirty-five dollars from $."30
left $15; and there were the linings and
trimmings, the dressmaker and Susan
Janes to 1h provided for. And Aunt
Maria's cloak! She had entirely for
gotten the cloak! There was no im
patience in the fingers that untied the
strings as she prepared to inspect the
new dress. She had lost her enthusiasm
over it already.
Horror of horrors! Could that be her
silk? as a broad ray of sunlight struck
upon it. It was by no means of the
same shade as the dress. Could the
dealers have made a mistake? But no;
she compared a scrap of the sample
which she had chosen and a bit of which
sue nau wiiiuieiu. i was .ue same.
Was it possible that it could appear so
different when seen in the piece.
But there was no help for it now; and
with that reflection tho last ray of
pleasure in her new purchase vanished
from her mind. Not even John's com
mendation could enliven her. "Why,
you're as pretty as a picture!" said he,
the same night, when she had twisted
the soft woolen stuff about her figure
and stood waiting under the gaslight
for his inspection. The silk she had
prudently and thankfully banished from
sight. The dull maroon hue had
brightened to a rich crimson under the
light
" And did the money hold out?"
"Y es." But the reply came faintly,
and Mrs. Jupe running in the next morn
sng, found her friend poring over tho
"supplement" to a fashion paper, her
smooth forehead drawn into two dreadful
wrinkles, while she studied with despair
ing eyes this sheet of lines and angles,
bicycles and insane parallelograms,
hopelessly confused and inextricably en
tangled. "They are patterns!" said Mrs. Fay,
as though she would have added,""Could
you ever believe it?" "I thought per
haps I might cut my dress myself."
"Goodness, child! Did vou ever do
such a thing?"
"No; but people do."
"They don't begin with a handsome
suit, however. Do you want to spoil it
to ruin the whole dress, besides wasting
the material and the money you have
spent for it?"
The last was an argument, and Mrs.
Fay laid by her sheet of hierogylyphics
with a sigh, and prepared to listen to
reason, as Mrs. Jupe called it, by ar
ranging to take the latter's dress-maker
off her hands for one day, which Mrs.
Jupe desired to spend out of town.
Perhaps Bhe conld make up for the ex
pense by cutting off three of Susan
Jane's days.
The day and the dress-maker came.
"It is a good, heavy piece of silk," said
the latter, testing it between thumb and
forefinger.
It was. It weighed' like lead upon
Mrs. Fay's mind. The dressmaker laid
it against 'the woolen goods, opened her
lips, then closed them again, prudently;
but Mrs. Fay saw the movement. No;
it did not match. Had not Mrs. Jupe
already remarked it? And was not the
maroon turned to purple by the proxim
ity of the silk, as any one could see?
"I should have thought that you
would have bought American silk. They
usually offer it at Morton & Brier's
to make up with these heavy goods.
It wears so much better and costs less,
you know, by a good deal; being so
much wider, too, it cuts to better ad
vantage." "It came from New York," said poor
crestfallen Mrs. Fay. But there was no
pride in her voice.
Miss Mudge was measuring it off from
her nose to the ends of her fingers.
"Eight yards! That will never do not
if you take off three-quarters for a bon
net and face the skirt. It will not trim
it handsomely."
"I thought it a large pattern," falter
ed Mrs. Fay.
"Well, yes of American silk. But a
couple of yards more will do; and you
had ljetter send for it at once. Per
haps yon may as well say three while
you are about it. A scrap over is never
out of place. This is a very pretty lws-ket-cloth,"
she went on, diplomatically,
for Mrs. Fay's face revealed her chagrin.
"I saw the same at Morton's; two dol
lars and a half, was it not?"
"Two dollars and a half! It was
three. And it can not be the same. I
sent to New York for this." Mrs. Fay
could have cried with vexation.
"You sent to New York?" The dress
maker's sharp eyes measured Mrs. Fay
and tho plainly furnished bedroom
where the cutting was going on with
one keen, calculating glance. But she
said nothing more. And Mrs. Fay sent
to New York for three additional yards
of silk. Her heart sank as she broke
her last $10 bill to pay for this and the
necessary linings and facings, buttons
and cord, without which no feminine
garment can be brought into existence.
And Aunt Maria's cloak shrank more in
its proportions until it entirely passed
out of sight.
"T shall do the rest myself," she said
to Susan Janes, as the latter laid by her
work at the end of her third day.
"Do you think you can?" There was
disappointment in Susan's faded eyes.
"That blind stitch is hard to do nicely if
one is not used to it."
Poor Susan! Even one more day
would be something. It would earn the
price of a New Year dinner. Work was
not easily found in these days, and she
had depended upon at least a week
here.
"I am sorry; and I know it isn't easy
to do." The tears were in Mrs. Fay's
eyes; was she not worn out with it al-
ready?
"But, indeed, Susan, I must do
it"
So Susan folded the waist neatly and
laid it with a lingering hand beside the
skirts on Mrs. Fay's own bed, then
donned her old, worn cloak and went
away.
When the dress was at last finished
aud put ou for John's inspection, the
night before New Year, not even the
warm bright line could bring a trace of
color to the pale, worn face of the wear
er. But John did not notice it
"Yes," he said, absently, "it is very
pretty, dear, and I'm glad if you enjoy
it but it has cost me more than 1 can
well afford."
A shiver ran all the way down little
Mry. Fay's spine. She could not ask
what ho meant. Wa3 it Susan Janes?
Was it
"I suppose you told somebody that
yon got in New York. At any rate Mor
ton k Brier heard that my wife had been
buying a fifty-dollar dress in New York
and Morton said that two could play at
that game. So he went down to Hart
ford and bought the steam-heater he had
been looking at for the store, and Brier
ordered another for his Louse."
"It was that dress-maker! She must
have told it I always thought she
looked like a spiteful thing, and I didn't
ask her to our table," gasped Mrs. Fay,
growing whiter still.
"Very likely; I only know I have lost
their trade, which is a good deal in these
times. But don't let it distress you,
dear." He was frightened at the ex
pression of his wife's face. "It is too
late to mend it Let us think of some
thing else." And he drew her down
upon his knee. "What have you got for
Aunt Maria?"
"I have got her I have made her,"
Mrs. Fay began hysterically. "O John!
I have got her a ginger-jar.'.'
"A ginger-jar!" No wonder John Fay
stared.
"Don't laugh." And Mrs. Fay pro
ceeded to further astonish her husband
by bursting into tears. "It is decora
ted, you know, and and looks almost
like Kioto, Mrs. Jupe says. I can't tell
you, John but everythings costs so
much, and the silk was too narrow, and
I had to get more, and and there
wasn't any money left for the cloak- -"
"I see how it is,'" said kind John, who
knew more than she dreamed. He
gathered her up in his arms and essay
ed to soothe the frightful sobs. "We
have learned a good lesson, though a
hard one, haven't we, little woman? We
will patronize home institutions at
least until we draw our income from
abroad."
The next day John Fay took his old
overcoat quietly to the tailor's and had
it rebound, countermanding his order
for a new one, and Aunt Maria had her
new cloak after all; and happening to
meet Morton on the street, who gave
him the cold shoulder, he stopped him
and told him the whole transaction,
since it was too late to benefit himself
by the story. The result of which was
that it was not too late at alL The
truth had been only half told. The
fiartford order had been threatened, not
carried out, and the steam heaters were
bought of John Fay himself.
Susan Janes was surprised by an in
vitation to a dinner on New Year's day.
Of course she came and she contrived to
take a few- needful stitches upon the
new dress. That "blind stitch" had
been indeed very trying to the unskilled
fingers, And the dinner was a happy
affair John even proposing a toast at
its conclusion:
'Our neighbors let us do unto others
as we would that others should do to
us."
Dear, blundering John! Both Susan
Janes and Aunt Maria took it to them
selves, and thought it extremely appro
priate and"drank it in cold water with
tears of gratitude in their weak eyes.
But John Fay and his wife smiled
another meaning across the table to
each other.
Looking at Jadge Uresham.
At this time the eyes of many men are
turning to Judge Walter Q. Gresham, of
Indiana. In many respects he can truly
be regarded the strongest man in the
republican party. He has not Mr.
Blaine's personal magnetism, and could
not conduct so good a hurrah campaign.
But he has an admirable record, both
military and civil; he has the confidence
of the business element, and he has com-
mended himself to the workingmen and
anti-monopolists by his prompt and de
cisive dealing with Jay Gonld in the
matter of the Wabash system. If the
convention is not swept by a wave of
enthusiasm for Blaine it is not impossi
ble that Judge Gresham will bo the next
republican nominee. Buffalo Kewx.
The Wahoo Wasp gives the following
account which may serve to render some
of our readers more cautious:
On Wednesday evening the little five
years old daughter of W. H. Whitingers
accidentally stuck tho blade of a pocket
knife into her right eye putting it out.
She was attempting to cut something
by drawing the knife toward her when it
slipped and she drew it right into her
eye cutting the eye-ball right in two..
Dr. Bush is attending her and hopes to
bring her through with the loss of only
the injnred eye.
As the shadow of tho early morning
is friendship with the wicked; it dwin
dles, hour by hour. But friendship with
the good increases, like tho evening
shadows, till the sun of life sets.
The approved name for traveling
drummers is "commercial evangelists."
Indianapolis Herald.
If you would have your desires always
effectual, place them on things which
are in your power to attain.
A parish in New England has a parson
who rings a liell, plays the organ, leads
the singing and in the winter cuts the
wood.
All jvii--w9. Art alone
Knduring stays to u;
The Uubt outlasts the throne,
The Coin, Tiberius.
The Picayune says a voting man of
society out making a call may wear two
watches and yet not know when it is
time to go home.
The goose hisses
applauds nothing.
at everything and
There are human
critics at a performance quite as hard to
please.
The Umbrella with the solid silver
handle stays "borrowed" as well as any
other.
V1UTOK HUGO.
New Stories of Ills Vigor ami HU Keinark-
ablo Eyesight Hi Tenaclmn
Memory.
The publisher of the magnificent na
tional edition of Victor Hugo's com
plete works, M. Eniile Testaru, has just
issued the first part'of the "Life" of the.
ftoet written by the brilliant Parisian
itterateur, M. Louis Ulbach, writes a
Paris correspondent of the New York
Mail and Express. This portion of the
work is devoted to the youth of Victor
Hugo, and contains many fresh anec
dotes and descriptions. Victor Hugo
had a remarkably tenacious memory.
He could always turn to a verse or even
a word that he wished to find in the
vast ocean of his writings. When 9 or
10 years old he went to Spain, and the
impression made upon his boyish mind
by the Moresque architecture and the
other remains of the Arabian domina
tion were never effaced. Many years
later, when he produced his "Orient
ales," the critics wondered bow this
poet could have caught the spirit of a
land and people that he had not seen.
"It is a singular fact" says M. Ulbach,
"that this easy-chair orientalist who
had never breathed in tho odor of the
rose on the stem, but had only wan
dered among the walls impregnated
with its scent that tbis traveler from
the Spanish orient had imbibed the
local color more thoroughly than the
poets who had journeyed through the
east. Chateuubriaud, Lamartine,
Theophile Gauticr. and others still,
have brought back with them charm
ing narrations that add, however, noth
ing to their genius or talent Victor
Hugo's verses, on the contrary, inspire
you with oriental scenes, and yet they
are only echoes still ringing in his
mind from that one far-oil' sojourn in
Spain."
Hugo had not only a strong.healthy in
tellect, but also a sound body. Toward
the end of his life he grew deaf, so that
it became a real infirmity. But other
wise he preserved all his faculties, phy
sicnl and mental, up to his last illness.
M. Ulbach records several examples of
Victor Hugo's bodily vigor. When
writing "Notre Dame of Paris" he used
often to go twice a day up to the top of
the tower. In the evening he was gen
erally accompanied by friends.
"On one ot these occasions," writes
M. Ulbach, "Victor Hugo was gazing
with delight at the purple hues of the
setting sun, turning his piercing little
eyes in the direction of the Arsenal
library, which is a long distance off.
'I see Charles Modier on his balcony.'
he remarked carelessly to his friends;
'he isn't alone, there are two ladies
with him one of them iB his daughter.
but the other I do not know. Not with
standing their respect for the poet and
their knowledge of his wonderful visual
powers, the little group indulged in an
incredulous smile. But when, an hour
later, they called on Modier, they were
astonished to find that Victor Hugo's
eyes had deceived neither them nor
him. I once asked the poet if this story
was true, and he told me that it was,
and substantiated it with this one:
When in college he used to attend lect
ures on physics in the medical school.
One day the professor wished to try
some experiment in optics, and invited
the students to go with him to the roof
of the building, where he set up a tele
scope turned in the direction of the
Garden of Plants. Ho then asked the
young men to read a distant sign which
seemed undecipherable to the naked
eye. Victor Hugo happened to be the
first who was called upon. ! do not
need the aid of the telescope,' he said;
lean make out the sign. lTread:
Chanlier du Cardinal-LemoineJ' "
In fact his excellent eyesight stood
him instead when he began to grow
deal "He saw so well," says our bio
grapher, "that he seemed to hear every
thing, and when ho asked that a phrase
be repeated it was more to mnk sure
that he bad guessed correctly than to
satisfy the demands of his deaf ear. A
few months before bis death I was din
ing with him and was giving an account
of my last visit to Spain. 1 went so far
as to admit a liking for bull fights,
whereupon Mine. Lockroy said to me in
a low voice: 'It is fortunate father
doesn't hear you, for he detests that
cruel sport Pray don't say anything
more on that subject' So I took up
another topic. But my host gave me
such a searching look that 1 felt that I
was discovered.
" I didn't seize the whole sentence,'
remarked the poet; you said that you
liked ?' ' .
"I Tentured to prevaricate.
'I was saying that I liked the Bohe
mian dance.'"
. " No, no,' interrupted Victor shaking
his head, while a smile spread over his
face; 'you said that you liked bull
fights.' '
But enough on the text of this fas
cinating volume. Now a few words on
the rich illustrations that are scattered
through it There are three portraits of
Victor Hugo one by M. Adncn Didier,
the well-known French engraver, cop
ied from a. photograph mauo by Charles
Hugo, the father of George and Jeanne,
ut Jersey in 1853. The face is clean
shaven, and the dark hair falls in heavy
locks on either side, hiding the ears.
The colored portrait, after Danger's
original water-color, is the Victor Hugo
as we knew him, with his short white
hair, his slubbv, frostr beard, and his
four-score years'.
The third is the poet
on his death-bed, drawn by tho. painter
LumuDU Dupam. I no volume also con
tains an engraving of the superb cata
falque designed by the famous architect
Charles Gamier and placed under the
Arc de Triomphe on the occasion of the
poet's funeral; and one of the pictur
esque house. Rue Notre Dame des
Champs, which Victor Hugo inhabited
at the time of his marriage. But per
haps the most interesting, if not the
most artistic, illustrations are two wood
cuts by Meauile from original sketches
by Victor Hugo himself, who, you will
remember, was almost as clever with
the pencil us he was famous with the
pen. I close this incomplete enumera
tion by mentioning the fac-simile of one
of Victor Hugo's letters, which is cur
.ious as a specimen of his sturdy goose
quill chirography, aud also because it
refers to the ehier Dumas in one of his
tits of bad humor.
The Cambodian House.
The
house
character of the Cambodian
is largely determined by the
Ehenomenon of the inundation. It ia
uilt on piles, often, on one side at
least some twenty or twenty-five feet
above the ground. The pile? on one
side stand in the river, and the door is
on the other side. All that the proprie
tor asks is that the door shall be a few
inches above the water in time of
freshet He might put :t ou the level
ground near the stream, but he prefers
to have it overhang, in part at least,
and slope. The door is reached by
ladders, which aro drawn up in the
evening the surest mode of closing the
house in a countiv where there are no
locks.
Under the floor the pirogue is moored
on one side, while the poultry, dogs,
and pigs live on the other side. The
pigs have hollow backs and their bellies
drag on the ground, but their owner
does not disdain to share his abode
with them. 1 have seen the Cambo
dian and his pig lying side by side at
noonday, enjoying then siesta. Places
are also found under the house for the
wagons, plows, aud fishing-tackle. The
floor is usually a wicker-work of woven
bamboo laths, which bend and creak at
every step, and which wt, with our
shoes and heavy walk, find it hard to
fet over. But the Cambodian walks
ight-footed and carefully, much as we
try to do when we go on tip-toe, but
not being troubled with 3hoes, with
vastlv better Miecess. Bending his legs
a little and leaning forward, with his
arms brought up toward his chest he
puts his foot, delicately on two or three
of the slats at a time," and walks noise
lessly on, whilo we would always feel as
if we were going to break through.
These open floors are easily cleaned with
a dash of water which runs off, no one
cares where. In case tho inundation
should threaten to rise above them, the
owner can make another floor higher
up. with some bamboo sticks and a few
hours of time.
The house is only one story high.
The framing of the roof except for the
larger pieces, which are of timber, is
made with bamboos of sizes graduated
to correspond with the weight they are
intended to support It is covered with
a shingling of palm-leaves, or with
wisps of straw, after the fashion of a
European thatch. The outside walls and
tho partitions are often made in the
same way. Inside the house is divided
into three or more apartments. The
first the vestibule, usually open in
front, is reached by the ladder. Next
to it is the principal room, serving for
salon, dining-room, and bedroom, and
from this doors open into the private
family rooms or apartments of the
women and children, to which Euro
peans aro not admitted, and native
visitors but rarely. Two small rooms
are occasionally built by the sides of
the vestibule for the young men. The
girls, whatever their age, always live
with their mother. The whole structure
is some thirty-five or forty feet square.
Besides his dwelling-house the Cambo
dian builds a taller house, also on piles
and having no entrance except by a
small window, which he is particular to
make tight against the rain; and ftiis is
the granary for his rice. M. Maurel, in
Popular Science Monthly.
Coquclin's Voice.
In the JanHry Century, Henry James
has a critical paper accompanied by a
portrait of Coquelin, the French actor.
"It may be said that M. Coquelin's
voice betrays him; that he cannot get
away from it, and that whatever he
does with it one is always reminded
that only he can do such things. His
Toice. in short, perpetually, loudly
identifies him. Its life and force are
such that the auditor sometimes feels as
if it were running away with him
taking a holiday, performing antics and
gyrations on its own account The
only reproach it would ever occur to me
to make to the possessor of it is that he
perhaps occasionally loses the idea
while he listens to the sound. But such
an organ may well beguile tbe ear even
of him who has toiled to forge and
polish it; it is impossible to imagine
anything more directly formed for the
stage, where the prime necessity of
every effort is that it shall 'tell.' When
Coquelin speaks, tbe sound is not sweet
and caressing, though it adapts itself
beautifully, as I have hinted, to effects
of gentleness and pathos; it has no
analogy with the celebrated and de
licious murmur of Delaunay, the en
chanting cadences and semitones of
that artist, also so accomplished, so per
fect. It is not primarily the voice of a
lover, or rather (for I hold that any
actor such is the indulgence of the
public to this particular sentiment
may be a lover with any voice) it is not
primarily, like that of M. Delaunay, the
voice of love. There is no reason why
it should have been, for the nassion of
love is not what M. Coquelin has usually
had to represent
"If M. Coquelin's voice is
not sweet it is extraordinarily clear,
firm, and ringing, and it has an un
surpassable distinctness, a peculiar
power to carry. As I write I seem to
hear it ascend like a rorl-nt to the great
hushed dome of the theater of the Rue
de Richelieu. It vibrates, it lashes the
air, it seems to proceed from some me
chanism still more scientific than the
human throat. In the rreat cumula
tive tirades of the old comedy, the diffi
culties of which are pure sport for M.
Coquelin, it flings down the words, the
verses, as a gamester precipitated by a
run of luck flings louis d or upon the
table. I am not sure that the most per
fect piece of acting that 1 have seen him
achieve is not a prose character, but it
is certain that to appreciate to the full
what is most masterly in his form one
must listen to enjoy his delivery of
verse. That firmness touched with
hardness, that easy confidence which is
only the product of the most determined
study, shine forth in proportion as the
problem becomes complicated. It doss
not indeed, as a general thing. becomR
so psychologically in the old rhymed
parts; bat in these parts the question of
elocution, of diction, or even simply the
question of breath, bristles both with
opportunities and with dangers. Per
haps it would be most exact to say that
wherever M. Coquelin has a very long
and composite speech to utter, be it
verse or prose, there oue gets the cream
of his talent."
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Eton Mont em.
Any old Eton boy would tell you that
you m;ght as well never have been born
as not to know-about Montem. Why,
Montem was as old as Queen Eliza
beth's time, and Queuu Victoria was
very sorry to have to consent to have it
broken up. The senior colleger was
captain of Montem, and be sometimes
made 1.000 out of it
On the morning of Montem day, the
captain gave a great breakfast in the
Hall to the fifth and sixth forms. Then
the boys marched twice around the
school yard, the ensign waved the great
flag, tho corporals drew their swords,
and the procession started through the
Playing Field? to Salt Hill, in a long
line, accompanied by two or three regi
mental bands. The officers wore red
tail coats, white trousers, cocked hats
with feathers, and regimental boots;
and the lower boys wore blue coats with
brass buttons, white waistcoats and
trousers, silk stockiugs and pumps, and
carried slender white pole-). But before
this, long before sunrio. the salt-bearers
and their twelve assistants had
gone, some on foot aud some iu gigs,
to their places on all tho great roads
leading to Eton, to beg "salt" from
everybody they met Salt meant money:
and everybody had to givo them salt
George the Third and Queen Charlotte
always gave fifty guineas apiece. The
money went to the captain of Montem,
to help him pay his expenses at the uni
versity to which lie was to go after
leaving Eton. The sait-bearers carried
satin money-bass and painted staves,
and as receipts for the salt that they
secured they gave little printed tickets
with the date of the year, and a Latin
motto.
Everybody went to Montem. King
George always used to go, and Queen
Victoria went. There was always a
"Montem poet" who dressed in patch
work, and wore a crown; and be drove
about the crowd in a donkey-cart, recit
ing his ode aud flourishing copies of it
for sale.
When tho procession came to the top
of Salt Hill, the ensign waved his flag a
second time, and that ended the cele
bration; only the boys and the visitors
all went to the inns at Windsor for a
big tl inner. Edwin D. Mead, in St.
Xicholas.
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An Inconsolable Girl.
Apropos of the death of BjUangor,
Napoleon's "belle nmie," I find tiie fol
lowing characteristic anecdote floating
about, bays a writer iu the New York
Graphic, characteristic of the free-and-easy
days of the empire:
A lady, whom we will call Mme. X..
the wife of an upper employe at the
Tuilcries, having become a widow, aft
er a career in wiiich the proprieties had
not been strictly observed, was about to
marry her daughter.
On the morning of the wedding day
she called her offspring asiue and said
to her:
"My darling. I am compelled to make
a confession to you a confession al
ways painful to a mother's heart You
have been hitherto led to believe that
you were the daughter of M. X. This is
not true. Your father, on the contrary,
was Gen. Z."
At this revelation the young girl burst
into tears and seemed utterly inconsola
ble. After a few moments devoted to the
contemplation of this deluge, Mme. X.
began to be slightly irritated.
"Come, my child, dry your eyes and
remember what this confession has cost
your poor mother. After all, why
should the knowledge that you are the
daughter of Gen. Z.. a brave officer and
standing well at court, cause you so
much pain?"
"Be be be because," replied the
agitated girl, going off' into a fresh
paroxysm, "I thought the em em em
peror was my fa fa fa father!"
Animal vs. Steam Power.
A writer in the Revue Scientijigue
affirms that from a comparison of
animal and steam power, tho former is
the cheaper power in France, what
ever may be the case in other countries.
In the conversion of chemical to me
chanical energy, 90 per cent is lost in
the machine, against 68 in the ani
mal. M. Sanson, tbe writer above re
ferred to, finds that the steam horse
power, contrary to what is generally
believed, is often materially exceeded
by the horse. The cost of traction on
tho Mount Parnassc-Bastille line of
railway ne louuu to be lor eacu car,
daily, 57 francs, while tbe same work
done by the horse cost only 47 francs,
and he believes that for moderate
powers the conversion of chemical into
mechauical energy is more economically
effected through animals than through
steam engines.
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A St Louis paper tells of a Mrs.
Champagne of that city who doesn't
know her father. It's a" queer sort of
champagne that doesn't recoguizo it's
own pop. Boston Herald.
An exchange inquires: "What has
become of the man who doesn't drink,
smoke, chew, swear, or bet?" Most of
him, says the Merchant Traveler, is over
in Canada.
Mr. Wm. Westlake, stock raiser and
breeder of thoroughbred horses, living
near Avoca, Nebraska, was badly injnred
by being thrown from a sulky. After
using liniments and consulting physi
cians, without being afforded any relief,
he obtained a bottle of Chamberlain's
Pain Balm from the druggist at Avoca,
which he began using and noticed a
change for the better, after a few appli
cations; in two weeks he entirely recov
ed the use of his arm. It is uneqnsded
for severe bruises and sprains, rheuma
tism and lame back. Sold by Dowty &
Heitkemper.
Men's faults do seldom
appear.
to themselves
Mnewi Her Yoath.
Mrs. Phtebe Chesley, Peterson,
Clay Co., Iowa, tells tbe following
remarkable story, the truth of which
is vouched for by tbe residents of the
town : "I am 73 years old, had been
troubled with kidney complaint and
lameness for many years ; could not
dress myself without help. Now I
am free from all pain and soreness
and am able to do my own house
work. I owe my thanks to Electric
Bitters for having renewed my youth,
and recovered completely all disease
and pain." Try a bottle, only 50
cents, at Dow,ty & Ueitkemper'a.
Time strips our illusions of their hue.
Itch, Prairie Mange, and Scratches
of every kind cored in 30 minutes by
Wool ford's Sanitary Lotion. Use no
other. This never fails. Sold by
O. B. Stillmao, druggist Columbus.
The shortest life is long enough if it
lead to a better.
Purify Yonr Blood.
If your tongue is coated.
If your skin is yellow arid dry.
If you have boils.
If you have" fever.
If you aro thin or nervous.
If you aro bilious.
If you are constipated.
If your bones ache.
If your head aches.
If you have no appetite.
If you have no ambition, one
bottle of Beggs' Blood Purifier and
Blood Maker will relieve any and all of
the above complaints. Sold and war
ranted by Dr. A. Ileintz.
Bodily labor alleviates tho pains of the
mind; and hence arises the happiness of
the poor.
Chamberlain's Cough Itemedy cures
the most obstinate coughs. Try it!
Dowty & Ileitkeiiiper.
Best men are moulded out of faults.
Do You Know
that Beggs' Cherry Cough Syrup will
relieve that cough almost iustantly and
make expiration easy? Acts simulta
neously on the bowels, kidney and liver,
thereby relieving the lungs of the sore
ness and pain and also stopping that
tickling sensation in the throat by
removing the cause. One trial of it
will convince any ono that it has no
equal on earth for coughs and colds.
Dr. A. Heintz has secured the sale of it
and will guarantee every bottle to give
satisfaction. 3feb23
He, who has no inclination to learn
more, will be very apt to think ho knows
enough.
The llonaelIet 71am ia Colum-
As well as the handsomest, and others
are invited to call on Dr. A. Heintz and
get free a trial bottle of Kemp's Balsam
for the Throat and I.ungs, a remedy that
is selling entirely upon it merits and is
guaranteed to cure and relieve all
Chronic and Acute Coughs, Asthma,
Bronchitis and Consumption. Trice 50
cents and $1. Decii-SG
To bo proud of learning is the greatest
ignorance.
A Gift Tor All.
In order to give all a chance to
test it, and thus be convinced of its
wonderful curative- powers, Dr.
King's New Discovery for Con
sumption, Coughs and Colds, will
be for a limited time, given away.
This offer is not only liberal, but
shows unbounded faith in the merits
of this great remedy. AH who suffer
from Coughs, Colds, Consumption,
Asthma, Bronchitis, or any affection
of the Throat, Chest or Lungs, are
especially requested to call at Dowty
& Heitkemper's drug etorc, and get
a trial bottle free, large bottles $1.
Levity of behavior is tho bane of
that is good and virtuous.
all
Seme aVoeltali People
Allow a cough to run until it gets beyond
the reach of medicine. They often say,
Oh, it will wear away, but in most cases
it wears them away. Could they be in
duced to try the successful medicine
called Kemp's Balsam, which we sell on
a positive guarantee to cure, they would
Immediately see the excellent effect after
taking the first dose. Price 30c and ?1.00.
Trial size free. Dr. A. Ileintz.
A nian's character is like his shadow.
- All diseases of lower bowel,
including pile tumors, radically cured.
Book of particulars, 10 cents in stamps.
World's Dispensary Medical Association,
6G3 Main Street, Buffalo, X. Y.
Get and preserve a good name.
Salt Hhenm or Erz-in:i.
Old sores and ulcers,
Scaldhead and ringworm,
Pain in the back and spine,
Swelling of tho knee Joints,
Sprains and bruises.
Neuralgia and toothache,
Tender feet caused by bunions, corns
and chilblains, we warrant Beggs' Trop
ioal Oil to relievo any and all of the
above. Dr. A. Heintz.
Cheerful
feast.
looks make everv dish a
llBClleaM Arnica Salve.
The Beat Salve in the world for
Cuts, Bruises, Sores, Ulcers, Salt
Rheum, Fever Sores, Tetter, Chapped
Hands, Chilblains, Corns, and all
Skin Eruptions, and positively cures
Piles, or no pay required. It is guar
anteed to five perfect satisfaction, or
money refunded. Price 25 cents per
box. For sale by Dowty k Becher.
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The best manufactories of the country
represented. Not to be undersold
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prices at
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BHOE ever Invented. .
Itls very GENTEEL and DRESSY and ghrea
the Bamo protection aa a boot or over-gaiter, itla
convenient to put on and the top can bo adjusted to
aluiyanUo by 6lwpl moving tho botto&d.
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FBBMONT NOBMAL SCHOOL
BUSINESS COLLEGE.
FrezEO-orrt 3STe"fo.
Tin-, institution prepares jourur iopIe
thorough! for Tenchini;, for litisine Life, for
Ailmifrsion to Oolite, for Ijiw or Mtnlical
School, for lul)Iie Speaking, in Instrumental
ami Vocal Mumc, in DrawinK anil I'alntintc. anil
iu l.lociition, Kliort-liaml anil Tjiie-writinK.
In tin Normal Dfiartnunt, thorough hi
HtriKtion is given m nil branches require! for
an certificate from Thin! Onule to State lro-,
ft.--ional. S i
The liueinen Count? includes l'eniiiHnliii.
Commercial Correspondence. Commercial Law
ami i;ok.keepin-. with the best method of
keeping Farm. Factory, Hanking and Mercantile
accounts. tine premium were awarded to
tlii department at the nt-ent State Fair.)
Eiienrrt are very low. Tuition, Hooui Kent
and Table Hoanl are plar.il at coot, as nearly aa
possible.
1'irs.t Winter Term begins Nov. 9 Bbo, Second
inter Term, Feb. 1. KS7.
For particulars address the President of
uov3-'-i;tf Normal Colleuk,
Fremont, Neb.
LOUIS SCHREIBER,
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.ind nil work
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and Self-binders the
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home, hithtr .-x; all aw. Something new,
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Rf much a men. That all who see this may semi
their addretw, and test th business, we maka
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