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i i nzw. Styles of delirium. I PASTEUR'S METHOD. A SCAR ON THEJlFACEVTIUS WHITE HOnSE QUEENS. STODDARD'S' tiULE BT GEORGE R.

SIMS, AUTHOR OF "'OSTLM Et B. .1 ll') i. She was drunk mad drunk was Molly, the night that I saw her first; I'd seen some terrible cases, but tiers was the very worst. This Refuge had just been started for the The Wives of Cleveland's "Great i The Charming Widow That the Father of His Country Married Jefferson's Beauty Won by the VlolJn. asugnierB or nignc ana sin.

And was the Matron here, sir, on the night that they brought her lnv Her face was crushed and swollen, aud a blow had cut her eye, And the blood that had oozed unnoticed on her cheek was caked and dry. She laughed with a hoarse, wild laughter, aad capered and kicked about, And she swore and she cursed so foully thought we must turn her out. She'd come for a spree, as often these poor lost creatures oorae. They hear of our "midnight meetings" away In their filthy slum; I've seen 'em jump on the platform and Sing down the chairs and shriek. And join in a ribald chorus when the clergy- man tried toe peak.

But Molly was worse than any she staggered across the place And picked up a brass-bound hymn-book and aimed at our chaplain's face; It cut him across the cheekbone, and he ufc- tereda cry of pain, Theto we rushed at Molly to seize her. bat she struggled with might and main. i' She bit and she tore and scratched us, and kicked like a beast at bar. Then all of a sudden reeled forward and steML as a mouse she lay; In the struggle her wound was injured, and the blood flowed down apace. And the same sort of mark we noticed was on hers and the chaplain's face.

What a fist had done for Molly the hymn-book had done for Re was only a young beginner, and he tret- bled in every limb: and to this honor of the father, the son succeeded, and from thence to the Presidency. Miss Christain was a noted Eastern Virginia belle, and When her husband became President assumed the White House duties. Her health was feeble at the time and she died therein September, 1S42. Three grandchildren of this President, sons of Llgntfoot Jones, who married the eldest daughter, fought in the Confederate Army. I i Robert Tyler, a daughter-in-law of the President, acted as the White House mistress after his wife's death.

She was a lady of great, culture and1 manners, the daughter of the tragedian Cooper. Her eldest child, Letitia, was born in the White House. ji President Pierce's Wife. Franklin Pierce pronounced Persein Bos-ting was a classmate of Hawthorne's at Bowdoin College. The president of the college then and for many years was Rev.

Jesse Appleton. Jenny Appleton, a daughter of this college president, became- Mrs. Pierce, and her husband, at the time of the marriage a young New. Hampshire lawyer and Congressman, became afterward President of the United States. The first few years of official life al the White House Mrs.

Pierce's life was shadowed by grief, owing to the death of their only son a few weeks Defore the inauguration in a frightful railroad accident, in which Mr. aud Mrs. Pierce were also injured. The First White House Bride. President Tyler remained widower but a short time.

Miss Juliet Gardiner, of New York, the daughter of the wealthy gentleman who owned Gardiner's Island, was his choice. Although Mr. Tyler was the first President and so frj the only one to marry in the high office, the ceremony was not performed in the White House, but at the Church of the Ascension in New York, June, 1S44. After the wedding a grand reception was given in the Executive Mansion. Popular "Dolly" Madison.

Dolly Madison was one of the most popular of the White House women, with a queer turban, prof usion of ringlets, large nose and positive mouth, but a prettily rounded arm and a classic neck. She was an F. F.V.,Doro-thy Payne, although born in the Pine Tree State, and in early life her parents lived in Philadelphia and Dolly actually joined the Society of Friends, although no doubt a rising young Quaker lawyer, one John Todd, whom she afterwards married, had something to do with this. Todd died and left her a widow with one son, so Dolly set her cap for some of the fine looking young members of the Congress then wont to come to Philadelphia to transact the public business and in 1794 married James Madison, one of the most talented of the body. As is well remembered, Mrs.

Madison occupied the House during the Btitish capture of 1814, and she saved with her own hands Stuart's painting of Wrshinfcton, by cutting it trom the frame. She and her husband lie buried at Montpelier, which is only a short distance from Monticello, where Jefferson and wife also wait the last great summons. For the wound was deep and painful, and he pushed his way through the crowd. And cleared his voice with an effort, and spoke these woras aloud: Poor lass, may the Lord forgive her as I for-, give her too And silent, as if by magic, stood the whole of the yelling crew; rThile he. with his face all bleeding, did the words of the Savior ouote.

That the left cheek should be offered to one The semi-authentic announcement, through the correspondence of the iady concerned, that the President will marry Miss Frances Folsom, of Buffalo, in June, recalls the historic series of White House nuptials and love affairs. Washington, it is well known, married long before he became President or even General of the Army. He met the lovely Widow Custis at Williamsburg during his service as a rnember of the Virginia Legislature. It was at this old Virginia town Washington met and framed "Afy dear Patsy," as he calls the widow in his letters both before and after the union. Washington before marrying Planter Custis was aMiss Dandridge, a descendant of a Welsh clergyman by the commonplace name of Jones.

Histor tells us she was one of the most popular and blooming of the young girls in the capital society. She presided over the Executive household at the seat of Goverment, first in New York, then in Philadelphia, with a good deal of formality, some say aristocracy, for both she and her distinguished husband were F. F. Vs. A certain dress was required as at court and a oiruified statelmess says the Philadelphia Time3 historian.

The President never offered his hand to the visitors, and Mrs. Washington1 always received sitting, surrounded by her intimates, the nearest of whom was Mrs. Morris, from whose husband, Robert Morris, was rented the Executive dwelling on Market street, between Sixth and Seventh streets, Philadelphia. The first President's wife was bom a Jones, the second, a Smith Abigail Smith so the Republic, so lar as the domestic head of it was concerned, was ushered in with a certain democratic simplicity. The First Lady of the White House.

John Adams married his wife when she was twenty, and her father, who was a clergyman, preached a sarmon on the Sunday-after the wedding from the text "Jdhn came neither eating bread nor drinking wine and ye say he hath a devil." During Adams's term of office, in 1S00, the Government was removed to Washington, Mrs. Adams was the first lady of the White House, but she never liked it, and lived there altogether but four months. Her picture represents her as a cheerful and not unhandsome looking woman of fif ty, with a cap and ringlets of curls wreathing the edge. She and her distinguished husband were a very conjugal pair and kept up as much correspondence of the pretty sort after their marriage as before, and they sleep side by side in the Congregational churchyard at Quincy. Jefferson went into the White House a widower of nineteen years' standing.

His A Nevada Story of How, It Urol: Ferryman' I2Kett" liusliie Many' years ago down in IdahoJ, during a gold excitement, a good many men went into the country to make money outside the gold-hunting industry. Their idea was to make the other fellows delve for the gold' while 'they appropriated it afterward. Koljin Raggett, afterward Nevada's Congressman, established a ferryboat' on a small creekt and named the place1 "Death's' at the satne time inventing legend to' the eflect that it was thus named because so many lives had been lost in the attempt to cross it. The stream was not over a dozen yards wide, ami the water nowhere over two feet deep; but he rigged up a flatboat, and pulled it back and forth by a rope contrivance. Whenever the prospectors crossed he regaled them with horrible tales of the treachery of the stream, and the remorseless quicksands which had drawn so many men and mules to terrible deaths.

In the night when he ferried people over he would caution them not ro'get too near the edge of the boat, as a fall overboard, was certain death. By letting the dim old lantern go out and making slow time he frequently impressed the passengers with the idea that the stream was half a mile wide. For night trips he charged .5, but if the wind was high and the weather bad he struck sanguine prospectors for much larger sums. In the daytime $1 was his modest charge. He went along in this way for several months, the nien who rushed to the lulls looking upon him as a benefactor to his race by this conquering of so formidable an obstacle to travel as "Death's Ford." One day Charlie Stoddard, tho promoter, appeared on the bank with a mule and boarded the llatboat to cross.

In the midst of the stream, just when the ferryman was telling how dangerous the place was. the mule grew restive and fell overboard. One leg caught on a rope and he got his head under water, and, unable to extricate himself, was drowned. When he was cut loose he lay there in the middle of "Death's Ford, out of water, so that all who came alcng saw what a miserable sham the ferry was, and that any four-footed animal could walk across. Daggett tried to get the mule away, but he.

was too heavy to budge, and so he lay there in plain sight for weeks, until Daggett's business as a ferryman was ruined. That's the ieason old Dag hardly ever speaks to Charley Stoddard when he meets him. Carson (Nevada) A ppral. Editing With the Scissors. The above remark is frequently mad in connection with newspapers, and is too frequently meant as a slur.

On the contrary, under proper circumstances, it should be regarded as a compliment of a high character. The same paper may be ably edited with the pen and miserably edited with tin: scissors. 'A mistaken idea prevails that the work oi the latter is mere child's play, a sort of hit or miss venture, requiring hardly any brains and still less judgement; that the promiscuous and voluminous clippings are. sent in a batch to the foreman, and with that the editor's duty ends and that of the foreman begins. Instead of this, the work requires much care and attention, with a keeu comprehension of the fact that each day's paper has its own needs.

The exchange editor is a pains-taking, conscientious, methodical man, always on the alert, quick in appreciation, retentive in memory, shrewd in discernment. He reads closely, culls carefully, omits and amends, discards aud digest never ignoring the fact that variety is a great essential. There are sentences to recast, words to soften, redundancies to prune, errors to correct, headings to be made, credits to be given, seasons to be considered, affinities to be preserved, consistencies to be respected. He knows whether the matter is fresh or stale, whether it is appropriate, and whether he has used it before; he remembers that he is catering for many tastes: he makes raids in every direction: he lays the whole newspaper field under contribution: ne persistently "boils down," which with him. is not a process of rewriting." but a happj' faculty, ojt' expunging, without destroving sense or con-tinuity.

His genius is exhibited in the departments, the items of which are similar and cohesive in the; suggestive heads and sub-heads, in the sparkle that is visible, in the sense of gratification which the reader derives. No daily paper can be exclusively original; it would die of ponderosity. Life is too f-hort and hence an embargo must be laid upon the genius of its rivals. A bright clipped article is infinitely better than a stupid contributed article. The most successful paper is the paper that is intelligently and consistently edited in all its departments, whether by pen or scissors.

Pliihuleljthia Call. Treatment of Itabblt In til OreatUoctor's Laboratory," M. Pasteurs laboratory, a Pari correspondent of The London TelegrapK is a narrow, low-roofed building, whiel fringes tho ground -stretching kf'T? entrance portico of th Kcple It is divided three comtarprncnts. In the center i thctace devoted, to trepanning operation, a large space being reserved foi the laboratory, proper, where the viroii and the sterilized bouilon, or beef tea, with' which it is iiiinjrled are prepared. The rabbits and other animals are kept in the cellars of the establishment.

The hrst prree'ding witnessed thi afternoon wax the extraction of the virus from a diouuHfd animal which hat died in a high -it ate of rabies. The M'a was opened from the skull downward, and 1 lie whole. of the spinal cord from the tnedu a ot brain bulb, the French call it, to the lower parts was laid bare. Then commenced the delicate operation of taking it out, whole and entire. This was neatly performed by the assisiant, who with pincers placed' the long strip ol marrow on a saucer.

The bulb was thn separated from the strip, and the matter contained in it, wHcli was the most, potential virus that could be extracted, wan used for inoculating the living rabbit. fThe strip of marrow, containing lcs powerful, but equally uc.fiil virus, was with a scissors in to several parts, ra. one of which was tied vith thread, ai. "laced in a glass hot kh where it wa upended over a lied of can-tic pot a i to undergo the drying process. ne potash, of course, does away with tlie necessity of using the ordinary and less desirable mode of heating in ovens or otherwise.

The nctrrow. after having been dried in this manner for a certain number of days, is pulverized with a pestle and mortar and then mixed with the bou Ion. After this it is ready for use on man, the diflerent degrees of virulence being regalated by the condition of the rabbit from which it is extracted at the time of the animal's death, and the longer or shorter period during which it was dried. The virus is obtainable from the nerves of the animal's body, but is in the spinal cord and tin- medulla oblongata. The operation of t.rep;inuing the rabbits and injecting tbcru with the virus is a painful one to wiJ.iicp.

M. Pasteur's opponents in England smd elsewhere are loud in their denunciations of the cruelty to animal-which daily perpetrated in the laboratory of the line (J'lUm; but they can hardly be too often reminded that M. Pasleir hius a lofty and noble object in view, aid that the -u lie rings inllicted on animal- will be more than counterbalanced by relief from ain and the te: -rible ilangev which his philanthropic eilrrU will bring forth for humanity at large. It inii-t aKo be remembered th the rabbits before undergoing the repainting" arc put und 'T chloroform This afternoon two fine, fat, rabbits were taken out the cage- in the cellar-. The lirst iiiuiuai operated upon had its head i bare to boil and wa- then upon the trepanning board, its f-i-epav- and legs being strapped to thi table A -mall, bag-shaped piece white blotting paper in plared over the animal's head ami well against its ims The -ki lt was then incised and the virus near the brain.

The animal i niggled slightly and heaved, but the oform soon made, it completely and In i he meantime eoiiipanion came near the sutt'erer rid liel-el il--ides pitiiully. as if tilled it I. mpat The operation linished jioor animal presented a hideous -l. eel side, with the Ugl red gash in its and its i-m--. Iii-avy and dull from i ll'eets of the chloroform.

The other rabbit as then Mtbjected to the -am process. Owing to tin many 'a sey which are now be'ng supervised i M. it has lieeome in'ees-ary uioeulate rabttit- laily. if M-rlod of liie inciibalion of thexirus animals main in a li-tle-s and drowsy state. Then the lirst symptoms of rubhies show themselves by a general paralysis of the limbs, anil the animal rKtcH The in Slavery Times.

Tin- IjwihI Ai in an article on tin. 'oyett idea in-iss (hat the principle or tiio system 'va-i born in Amcri-a and not in (Ireat lirititin. Ireland gave a name lucirii, the Xeir.s contends, to a that was origiuatetl in slavery times in llt. I'nited This is in an-swer lliu charge made by papers in this country that the ideu is un-American and is of foreign importation. The Xctrs calls attention to practices vogue in the United States before ibe, war when one section to boycott the 'when one State at-'cmpted to lsycott a section, and when omii'unff ies went 'to extremes inputting in force the bovcottsvstem against school teachers and preachers, and other people from the s'orth who went the South.

The Xcivs insists that the objectionable features of he system were more prominent in those days and in this country than they ever were in Ureat Britain. This may Im true, but the Kur is re-iinled that when the American people had their attention called to this violation of the fundamental principles of tho Constitution were at some pains to correct the evil. What is now known as the boycott system has never uccecded for any great length of time. Wherever' and whenever it has been mployed public sentiment and something more violent in the shape of public prejudice ha gjoyvn against those who practice it. Tins has been the "Old Rough-and-Ready's" Wife.

The wife of President Taylor, was a member of the extensive family of Smiths Margaret Smith, a Mary-laud girl daughter of a plain farmer of that State, and their married life for many years was the prosy one of an army couple on the frontier. The first home they had really was when in 1840 Colonel Taylor went to the United States barracks at Baton Rouge. Miss Betty Taylor, the youngest daughter was the mistress of the White House during President Taylor's short incumbency. She became the wife of Major Bliss, Taylor's adjutant eeneral in Mexico, and was a Virginia gentleman, and a daughter of ohn Wayles, of Charles City County, Va. She was said to be a beautiful woman and Jefferson to have won her over hei other suiters through his musical voice and ability to play the violin.

That Jefferson loved her is attested by the fact that in a little secret charming woman. The wife of the Presi drawer of his cabinet on ms aeatn was touna a lock of his wife's hair, on which was some enaearmg verses, written snorny oeiore ms iast illness. Mrs. Monroe. Mrs.

Monroe was the daughter of a Brit dent never received or went out much ashington society and, like Mrs. Garfield, never liked the White House or enjoyed the life there. The Wife of Millard Fillmore. Millard Fillmore, the second "Accidency," married a New York school teacher, Miss Abigail Powers, before he became, like Cleveland, a Buffalo lawyer. She perform nicy handed Each Other.

Tivnight ye saw two boys in front of tin pist-4niee. where loafers ilo often congreiite, pounding' each other, ap-perent ly tti please a number of idle spectators who cheered them on. One was a bright lit tle fellow not more than nine years old. while the other was a boy perhaps 'three years his senior. "A enny was the cause of the quarrel.

Kach boy spied it lying in the street at the jia me time. Each rushed for it. The smallest boy; being the spryest was the lirst to grab it The larger boy then hit him in the face and proceeded to rob him of the find. The little fellow fought back as best he could. The clothes of each were torn; they were each hurt, bruised, and angered, when a man stepped into the crowd that surrounded them and parted them.

He took the little one under his protection and together they went away, the loafers lamenting the loss of what they called fun. How much like men boys are, to be sure. The matter of a penny will excite more anger than would suffice to spoil the day for an entire picnic party. Parents teach their children to fight; to stand up for their rights; to not be run over; to lose an eye rather than fail to snatch a penny. Thus do the elders teach the younger and they in turn teach others.

Would it not be better to begin at the other end of the argument? For parents to teach their children not to run over others; not to snap, and snarl, and f-rowl whenever a plaything is touched. Vhy not teach little ones to be loving and liberal to each other? Indeed, it is more blessed to give than to receive, for by giving wc open the doors of our lives, so good thought and liberal ideas, each bearing great truths, can enter. God never yet sent a person to this world to quarrel with any other person. He never gave to any human being a right to interfere with the rights of any other human being or to make another person miserable. There is nothing of Christianity or humanity in teaching children or men to be belligerent or in warring against each other for material gain.

In our home are two little ones. They are taught to love and to help each otoer; to divide their playthings and to each to give way to the other. They spend hours each day in play, in running, romping and rolling over each other. We are never disturbed by the sharp cries that go up so often from children. -That's mine!" "Let that "Keep your hands off my things!" "He struck me!" "Well, I'll hit him "I won't be run etc.

When we come right down to tho matter, people assume more right than they have. The right to dietate, to command, to rule as with a rod of iron; to impress by physical strength, as great in the line of our rights. We each have a right to sunshine but to drive no one away therefrom. Each have a right to fill our own minds with such loading as we can carry, but not to assume that we are so much better than others as to warrant the actual behttle-ment of ourselves. A child can be educated to imagine that all it sees is its own.

That his or special mission is to pound something into somebody else. To force the flavor of oranges into the cucumber, or to compel a mind to do what it will not do. We shall meet our children and the children of others in the other life, where millions will have to unlearn ninch that has been taught on earth and where harmony, happiness, heaven, exists not because we contend for our rights much a because we will there lie taught to recognize the rights of ol hers. Brick Pomcroy's Democrat A Mining Camp in '49. The mines put all men for once upon a level.

Clothes, money, manners, family connections, letters of introduction, never counted for so little. The whole community was given substantially an even start in the race. Gold was so abundant, and its sources seemed for a time so inexhaustible, that the aggrandizing power of wealth was momentarily annihilated. Social and financial inequalities between man and man were together swept out of sight. Each stranger was welcomed and told to take a pan and pick and go to work for himself.

The richest miner in the camp was seldom able to hire a servant; those who had been glad to serve others were digging in their own claims. The veriest greenhorn was as likely to uncover the richest mine in the guleh as was the wisest of ex-professors of geology; and, on the other hand, the best claim on the river might suddenly "give out" and never again yield a dollar. The poorest man in the camp could have a handful of gold dust for the aalusig from a more successful neighbor, to give him another start and help him "hunt for better luck." No one wa ever allowed to suffer; the treasure vaults of Sierra were too near and seemingly too exhaustless. "To a little camp of 1819" so an old miner writes me a lad of 16 came one day, footsore, weary, hungry, and penniless. There were thirty robust and cheerful miners at work in the ravine, and the lad sat on the bank watching them a while in silence, his face telling the sad story of his fortunes.

At last one stalwart miner spoke to his fellows, saying: "Boys, I'll work tor an hour for that chap, if you will." At the end of the hour one hundred dollars' worth of gold dust, was laid, in the youth's The miners jnade out a list of tools and necessaries. 'You thev said, 'and buy these and come back. We'll have a godd claim staked out for you. Then you've got to paddle for hus and Unconventional was the hospitality of the miners! camp. Mining Camp.

A Woman's Courage. "War is a terrible thing. The first fight I was in was the battle of Shiloh. I tell you, boys, my heart was in my mouth when the rebels commenced firing on us," said old Tommy Hayfield to visiting neighbors. "You were a coward, Tom," remarked Mrs.

Hayfield. "It would doubtless have frightened me if I had been a soldier in that battle, but it wouldn't have scared me till my heart jumped into my mouth," "Oh, I don't doubt it," retorted the old man. "You are a woman, and a woman never lets her heart get in her mouth." Hnmphl' ejaculated the' old lady. "I suppose you think that the: reason a woman never gets her heart in her mouth is because she hasn't any heart?" "No, my dear," replied the old warrior, between whiffs of tobacco smoke; it's because if her heart were in her mouth she couldn't talk. TifrMiti.

Hi. Artist- Fire AVtei" Fiutl Su hlef still. There is one Jhing, in America that is moving onward, with st ride equal to that of Powha'ttan as he reachc for Mr. Smith' and tried to blow off his head with a club. Tlus thing is the great American' drink industry.

When the fathers were discovered by PI mout h- rock here was no deputation of cif tzrns'f fori the stock-yards to' claw-over their baggage and a the lining of their contents, no bra-s bands, no 'drinks. "'To-day the drink compounder lies awake while the police force is wrapped, in similiter arm dislocates his brains making the designs for new decoctions. The latest drinks are marvels of epicurean delight, sanitary precautions, and other ingredients. The first compound on the list turned down bedund the Tiecktie of 'society is the chloride of lime cocktail. This is designed to prevent; small-pox.

It is a real social compound, because apt to create a sensation in upper circles, although the real sensatfon is dispersed with a liberal hand clear through a man's interior economy. The drink inspires a man to have the lire department come out and play on him. or start out as a living1 panorama of the St. John's fire. Next is the Wild Horse of Tartary." This is built of tar water and lire, cut into strips.

The bartender puts on a pair of cast-iron mittens when mixing this, and it is served in a crucible. Artists take this. If a paint-destroyer has an idea of painting Alpine scenery this drink helps develop the idea. A few days ago a local artist painted a picture while under the influence of this beverage. It represented a chamois hunt.

Standing on what looked like a pink cheese was an object, looking like a woolly steer-car. A tierce pair of whiskers was seen in the suburbs, pointing a rake handle at the streetcar. Friends kindly explained that the cheese was a mountain glistening in the sunrise, the street-ear a chamois, and the whiskers a hunter reaching for the mountain goat with a gun. The Japanese cocktail is another liquid attack of spinal meningitis. It is loaded with knock-kneed mental ceramics, and is apt to make a man throw stones at his grandfather.

The sleek-looking gentlemen behind bars who deal out tickets in disguise for the inebriate asylums claim that this last compound comes direct from Japan by special electric light wire. Whether it comes or not it gets there, and the man who takes it falls out of bed in the mornisg with- his mouth tasting like a Fenian There arc other delightful decoctions now in circulation, but which are only seen in the distance -aring their gripsacks checked' for the local wards. It wouiu solve he question of Russian politics if some of the new drinks, with their full lines of flu tings, could be served to the c.ar. Instead of his loving subjects trying to get the prize oiler. 'd by the.

country newspapers for the man. who will scatter him all over Russia and cause numerous funerals over cigar-boxes, they- could give him one of these drinks. It would settle the 'at least it would settle him so his family would be sure to know where he was nights. Minnertpolia Fixed Stars. The term "fixed stars'" has long been in use.

iut the science of to-day recognizes the existence of no immovable luminaries. The suns as well as the planets, says Prof 'ssos-Young, have a proper motion of their own. It was at one time declared fha't tins motion is a systematic oife and that they all slowly revolve about a particular star as a center. Hut this is now demonstrated not to be soi The' latest investigations indicate as a w'hMe. they have a drift in one general direction through space; but this general motion is yoiu-parablc only to the movement of a swarm of bees in the air.

The motions of the individual befts are of infinite variety. Our star, the'fcun. carrying by attraction the solar system along with it, appears. to be in motion toward a point in the constellation of Hercules. The exact point cannot, be stated, for different computers reach different results as tw that, though there is general agreement in placing the point somewhere in that-constellation.

The rale ofthis proper mo' ion: of the stars can not be stated with any approach-' to Ins the case of it is hot less, however, than three miles per seeoud. and not improbably is as much as twenty-five miles per second. In astronomical observation of the stars this motion has to be taken into consideration as respects the position of, any particular star now and' at a former date; and. it must be kept in mind, also '4 hat there is a compound motion, in that while the star is moving, ours, alsojjs moving; 'earryiug us with it. Allowance also has been made for the earth's mutations in its own orbit and for.

the of The distance' of the stars is not determinable5 vvith That one of them' which is supposed to be nearest to us is about two hundred thousand times the distance, of 'the earth from the s'un. To 1 a person who looks at the sky On a sparkling clear night, when all: the 'stars appear to have come, out from their hiding places, it seems as $if they are countless. But this Is not so, as may be by taking afmiall' 'patch 'of the sky, say the bowl of the Dipper, and 'counting there'. A sharp-eyed 'person, 'will count about ten stars in that space. In our sky-there according to the keenness of different eyes, to be seen rom 2.000 to 4,000 tarsl Including those not vj(i ble in our latitudes, there is total of from J.OOOVto 9.0J0 'visible, from -thcurface of J-he.

earth, liutjthe. use of a slight magnifying jiower great ly.s. increases the number. good opera, glass 200,000 roavi'bov seen; with the i largest telescopes 60, pot), 000. Home j- sir, Her Little' Mistake millionaire TafliTiacl in brother hard hearing, Vhiife he himself; is kii'aS'J aring a very: prominent nose.

Once he went to New- York; and friend's house, i where he sat between two young ladies. The ladies talked to- him. very loudly, and rather to annoyance but he said Finally one of them yelled a commonplace 1 remark1 at him, and then said in an ordinary tone to the other: you ever see such a nose in all your life?" Pardon me, said our millionaire, "it is my brother who is deaf." Detroit Free Press ish army officer named Cartwright, distant who the right cheek emote. He came where we held the wanton, aud he moved his lips In prayer. And smoothed from her bloody features the masses of tangled hair.

"Take her away," he whispered, "and see that her wound is drest," Then hS spake aloud the blessing, and then he dismissed the rest. We kept the girl at the Refuge right from the hour she swooned Till time and a kindly surgeon had thoroughly healed the wound; In a week it was closed completely, but leaving a mark to mar, Aud the face of the poor lost creature aad his had the self-same scar. The day she was well she left us left us with never a word; 1 Went back to the awful outcasts with whom such women herd And now and again we gathered news of the life she led "In the hospital" once, they told us, and the- that the girl was dead. It was five years after that, sir, one night went our nithf ul priest On a mission of love and mercy to an awfu1 place down East To a den where the lowest women herd with the vilest thieves They're some of the very worst, sir, that our Refuge here receives. He'd heard from a girl who came here tales this devil's place.

And he made up his mind to storm it, armed with the word of Grace, His face hushed red as he told us, sad spoke of the souls to win. And the task that the Lord had sent him ii that haven of shame and sin. He laughed when we spoke of danger and tha night went forth alone But we had a strange misgiving which W- hardly liked to own; He was back on the stroke of midnight back from the jaws of nell. But his face was pale -and ghastly, he'd a strange, wild tale to tell. He had entered that filthy alley and spokes God's word aloud.

Till the people swarmed about him la a and th reatening crowd And they jeered and they spat and hooted. and the women were worst of all. For they picked up filth to pelt him and drov him against the wall. Beaten arid bruised and smothered, he then would have turned and fled. When a well-aimed brickbat struck him tul on the hatiess head Then he turned quite sick and giddy and fei- himself dragged along.

And a door was slammed in the faces of th- threatening, murderous throng. And beside him there stood a woman h- could hardly see her face. For a foul and noisome darkness hung o'er the dreadful place. "Hush for your life 1" she whispered, Tv bolted and barred the door; They'd 'ave your blood if I'd let 'em hark, how the tigers roar! "They found out as you're the parson an 'tloa the gals away. They say it's through you they peaches goes on the 'Christian' lay.

I dragged you in here and Eaved yon, and sent out a gal for the Ha, they're a Listen I the now- and the shoutin' stops." The noise was changed in a moment to a bier. and a sullen groan. The woman crept close and listened, the open the door was thrown. And there was sergeaat standing with six e' 'hiB tallest men, And our chaplain walked between them out that awful den, And just as they reached the. entry.

loi a wt man's piercing shriek Told of the brutal vengeance the ruffians trie- to wreak. i.j i He guesBed what it was, did the sergeant, an-- hurrying back they found The woman who'd save! our chaplain all of kj' heap on the ground. The crowd In their brutal fury had beaten woman down, They kicked at her prostrate body till the re blood stained her gown; But nobody knew who'd done It the oowartir had slunk Her face was ail white and ghastly in of the bull's-eye's ray, Twasthe face of an old acquaintance on chaplain saw that night: By the soar on the cheek he knew her, in th: lantern's quivering light Twas Molly, the long lost Molly, the girl th we thought was dead- She beckoned him down and whispered, an- these were the words she said: "I know'd yer to-night byyer scar, slrth--; scar the cut I made; i- I heered how yer treated me then, sir; ho yer give merer blessin' and prayed. And I sez when I see yer In danger; Ko4) relatives of the Philadelphia Cartwrights, who settled in New York after the peace of ed all the public social duties 1 devolving 1783. She was one of four girls.

One of these married Mr. Heyliger, Grand Cham upon her by reason of her husband's political eminence with great grace and intelll gence. berlain to the King of Denmark: another a Mr. Knox, of New York City, the only When he became Chief Magistrate she was not in very good, health, and a few weeks after the close of his term died at Willard's Hotel, Washington, of an illness probably much hastened by her attention to the onerous requirements of her station. President Fillmore died in 1875 at Buffalo, and was laid beside his early love and their only daughter in Forest Lawn Cemetery.

The wife of his second marriage lived until 1884, when she was buried in theFiilmore plot A son, Millard Fdmore, Jr is a Buffalo lawyer, and the o'd family mansion is among the Queen City's notable dwellings daughter of whom was the wife ot the late Alexander Hamilton, son of Alexander Hamilton, the first Secretary of the Treasury; a third married Nicholas Gouverneur, of New York, and the fourth Senator James Monroe, of Virginia, afterwards President. The first White Heuse wedding was that of President Monroe's youngest daughter, who married her cousin, Samuel Gouverneur, in 1820. It took place in the East lioom and was a Knickerbocker affair, stylish and hightoned for the day. The older daughter of President Madison married Judge George Hay, of Richmond. Hortensia Hay, a beautiful girl, dauerhter of this match, was the wife of Lord Rogers, of Baltimore.

Mrs. John Quincy Adams. Most persons who have read the voluminous diary of the "old man eloquent," John Quincy Adams, know more or less of Louisa Catharine, his wife. She was the daughter of a Marylander Johnson who Jived Lin London during therReyolution where she Bachelor Buchanan. James Buchanan was a bachelor, and everybody recalls the presiding lady of his stormy career in the White House Harriet Lane, his niece.

It was at Bedford Springs she met the young Baltimorean, Johnston, who married her at Wheatland in The White House never had a more accomplished domestic and social head than this young Philadelphia girl. Later Ladles of the White House. Of Mary Todd Lincoln, the wife of the Great Emancipator; of Mrs. Johnson, who was Eliza McArdle, and of Julia Dent Grant the wife of the Silent Captain and President who so lately passed away, the public, of today is familiar. Mrs.

Lincoln and Mrs. Grant both took prominent part in the social duties of their stations, as did Mrs. Hayes and Mrs. former Lucy Webb, daughter of Dr. ames Webb, of Chillicothe, Ohio; the latter, Lueretia Ruqolph, daughter of Zebu-Ion Rudolph, of GarretSville, in the same State.

Lincoln lost a son, his favorite Tad, in the hite House. Nelly Grant, the General's beloved daughter, was married a brilliant wedding in the same place. WHEN MY SHIP WENT DOWN. was born. Charles Francis Adams, was her third son.

She accompanied her distinguished husband during much of his diplomatic and official journeying abroad and did the honors during his Executive term, and was a woman of varied accomplishments. A fine painting of her by Leslie is in- possession of the Boston family. It represents her as a pretty woman, elegantly robed, a jeweled tiara her hair, necklace ornament and lace shawl, with a handsome gown cut far more decollete than Rose Cleveland could possibly approve of. Mrs. Adams died in 1852 and is buried with her husband at Quincy.

General Jackson's Wife. General Jackson's wife died before he Went into the White House, and as he had married before she was formally divorced the iron-hearted old Democrat was, with her, often the subject of pitiless political She was a plain woman, but undoubtedly possessed the undivided affection of the President, who never was so happy as when praising her memory or def ending it from slander. She lies buried beside Jackson; at the Hermitage, but died many years before him. i Mrs. Donelson niece of General Jackson, and wife of his private, secretary, presided at the Executive Mansion during his two terms and with grace and intelligence.

you ve a debt to pay. So I dragged yer away in yonder, and I ei-fr No. she didn't; we- saved her sheV-matron here under me: That's she and ah, here comes the chaplain Wlilj CABXTOW. I. Sank a palace in the sea, When my ship went down; Friends whose nearts were srold to Gifts that ne'er ag-ain can be me ul'I i 4 now bom trie scars you can see.

And often we tell- the story, how the LordJ ii -His tender-grace -Saved a life and a soul together all through sear on the r-i i Tea In Boston Style. An elderly lady of the old -wh lives in a suburban town, who always do- MNeatb the waters brown. There you lie, tfhip, to day, In the sand-bar stiff and pray I You who proudly sailed away From the splendid town. 1 i 1 1 ol. 'nl a i her shopping in the morning and gets Jiap-n i i i to dinner at 2' o'clock; Was lately in town during one of her shopping Now the ocean's bitter copx Meets your trembling hp; Now your gilded hails look up From Disaster's grip.

Kuin 's nets around you weave But I have no time to grieve; I will promptly, I believe, Bund another shin. 't and decided to make a day of it" 'She sten Dangers in Africa. "The most dangerous savage fo '3. we have to fear," says Mr. Stanley, "tire the crocodile, hippopotamus and the buffalo.

We lost five men during rnv last visit to the Congo from these ani-ruais; three-were killed by crocodiles, onebj a' hippopotamus and one by a There are a large number of hippopotami along the Congo and its and thousands upon thousands ot crocodiles. The latter are by far the most insiduous foes we have, because they are so silent so swift. You see a man bathing-in the river," said'Mr. Stanley, with one of his vivid graphic touches; "he is standing -near the shore laughing at perhaps, laughing in'the keen enjoymerit of 'his bath, suddenly he falls over and you? see him no more A crocodile has approached unseen, -has struck him a-blow with its tail that knocks him over, and he is instantly seized and carried off. Or, it may be that the man is swimming; he is totally unconscious of danger; there.is nothing in sight," nothing to stir a tremor of apprehension; there, in deep water, under the shadow of that rock, or hidden the shelter of the trees yonder, is 'a huge crocodile; it has spotted the swimmer, and is watching the opportunity; the swimmer approaches; he is within striking distance; stealthily, silently, unper-ceived, the creature makes for its prey; the man knows nothing till he is seized by the.

leg and under, and he knows no more! A bubble or two indicates the place where he has gone down, and that is all." ped into a well knownH "ladies cafe called for a cup of Presently the wai ress brought it. As. she was, walking the old lady called after, her: I "I smell some terrible odor; what Is It?" ODOS AND ENDS. 1 -m: 1 1, i ii i i i it ll! '1 can't be about here, 11 "Well, but 1 do smell somethi-g," ed the old lady, looking at the tea thin- "and it comes from the cream pitcher." St- picked up the cream pitcher and emplled tt An after dinner speech: "Check please. -Fashion soon tires of everything except a plughat: 4 When love is blind, marriage Is a successful oculist.

Asnrine mattress, like a Snrimr chicken. Kt all la i I bl i ih OB' wo' I fcol i A Widower Van Buren married a woman who, like himself, came of Dutch stock, Hannah Hoes. She died early in their married life at! Albany, and her brilliant husband never after took another partner. The wife of Major Van Buren was the lady of the White Uouse during hen father-in-law's tenure and ably filled the place. She was Angelica Singleton, daughter of Richard Singleton, of South Carolina.

Harrison's Wife. r. i' Ann Symmes was the wife of General Harrison and was a Jersey girl, born near Mor-iistown." Her father was a Continental Army officer. She never entered the White House for when the President came East, in 1841, to be inaugurated, her health was precarious and would not permit the journey. He died a month after he became President, while she lived until February, President Tyler's first wife was Letitia Christain, daughter of Robert Christain, of New Kent County, Va.

Tyler was at the time of his marriage a young law graduate from the office of the celebrated Edmund Randolph, but his political prospects were bright, as the son of Governor John Tyler, tinuorm rum, ami lue lrauvi Assi-iuuiy wai wise to pronounce against' the in-Jiseriminate ttse of what has been so much The trutlfis that the boycott has been quite as often employed by corporations and associations against the laborer as it has by the laborer against corporations, "it tiiay. be said that the labor associations' are justified in fighting tiro with lire, but as corporations that resorted to the-boycott have lost public sympathy and have, as a rule been driven to the wall, is it not probable that labor associations, following the bad example of those who have been unmerciful, niay excite a public prejudice against themselves. We suggested some weeks ago that a test case be made on which the statutes of the several States and the National statutes on this question might be re-riewecfand receive authoritative interpretation in thftir application to the circumstances now before the public. This ouo-ht to bo done in the interest of all partTcs, and without any irritation and without anything savoring of resentment or bitterness. Chicago Inter Ooean, is in season all the year round.

William K. Vanderbilt's middle name is it, itiiu liicu, wtt.ua loo, ui uiseust on ut-i face indignantly exclaimed: "Why, this i whisky!" "Xes'm;" said the waitress, "the ladle generally likes a little in their tea!" Bosto Record. Every error in the mind Is the more cor spicuous and culpable in proportion to tL. rank of the person who committed it. Kissam but the guls say he doesn 't.

"Do yon think the face is an index of the she asked; never heard of a mind tnat was pamteu ana powdered." There's no place like, repeated Mr. Henpeck, looking at a motto, and he heartily added, "I'm glad there isn't." "A poet askf, why are thy spirits thus concealed?" -Because this bar is positively closed on Sunday unless you know the knock. I Earnestness is the best gift of mental pov er, and deficiency of heart is the cause many men never becoming great. In a price list of autographs appears tl entry: "Hayes, Rutherford Ik, 35c" 1 A Dakota lawyer-editor announces that be 'can not live on wind." Of coarse not. No manufacturer can use his finished product aa raw material Albany Argut,.