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iip- 'gMMsuHr'-j' 3 tiS' to- 1 The noiseless powder is all right, but what the community wants most is a powder that will not come oif on the lapel of a fellows best coat. Kansas Newspaper Union- Published Weekly. F. P. BAKER, Editor.

SLOO Per liar. EtMtW according to act of Controls in (ho of Topeka as sooond dais mat UP, THE CHILDREN. Instructive and Interesting Topics for Our Little Boys and Girls. GERMANY'S ROYAL CHILDREN. FEMALE DETECTIVES.

Inspector Byrnes Says He Has No Use for Them. There are many women in this city who are regularly employed as detectives and some of them have done most remarkable work, although it is generally considered that the vocation of the Vi-docq is the one vocation above all others for which women are not fitted, and this because of the belief that women cannot keep secrets. Nevertheless, in the Custom House, the District Attorneys office, in all the large dry goods stores, and even in the Police Department, where man-hunting is reduced to the most perfect science, it is frequently absolutely necessary to call in the aid of some of the sharp, shrewd women who earn a livelihood running down criminals. The love of adventure of the gentler sex, the daring spirit of many females, and the wide-spread desire to pry intoj the private histories of other people drive many women into this vocation. Women who are so employed usually object to having the fact that they arq detectives made public, and many good cases which they have cleared up have) been credited to men who did little more on the case than arrest the culprit after the women had done all the work necessary to place the crime where it belonged, and to locate the law-breaker.

Inspector Byrnes positively objects to employing women for detective work, and never does so unless it is abso- Dr. Fossls: Are you in favor of reducing the surplus? Miss Wayter: Indeed I am. I think it is a perfect shame to see so many unmarried men. A Michigan man got drunk the other day and hanged himself. He will regret thi when he gets sober.

Some men have a mission, others have not even the promise of a consulate. Do you remember how, ten years ago, in this place, you offered yourself to me? Oh, yes, and you refused me. I have been reconsidering the matter. So havo To flatter a young woman, ask her about her victims; every girl likes to think she has victims. W.

H. GRIFFIN, Jackson, writes: Suffered with Catarrh tor fifteen years. Halls Catarrh Cure cured me. Sold by druggists, 75c. Blinks: Summering in Loneliville, eh? I dont see what you do there to pass the time.

Jinks: Oh, time passes quickly enough when 1 think of the board I am paying. Aunt Maria: Do you go to1 Sabbath school. Tommy? Tommy: Not till de cold weather lo gins. Aunt Maria: Why dont you go now, Tommy? Tommy: Dey doesnt let out in time fer de ball game. Depositor: Is the president of the bank in? Teller: Yes sir; hes in $50,000.

He skipped last night. It is somebody who writes for the New fork Sun who meanly makes a Chicago lady say reflectively: Yes, I shall marry for awhile. At an evening party. Capt. F.

(brought by a friend). Old Stick-in-the-mud does the thing well, dont he. The supper alone must have cost him at least a guinea a head. Lady: Twenty-two and six pence, sir, I can give you the exact figures. Capt.

Why, how; what do you mean? Lady: Merely that I am Old Stick-in. the-muds daughter. Fortunes Favorites. Galveston (Tex.) News, Aug. 3 Corsicana, August 27, 1880.

Corsicana boasts to-day of two of the happiest men in Texas, in the persons of Messrs. John W. ONeal and O. P. Wimbtr the lucky men who drew $15, COO each in the Lousiana State Lottery drawing of the ICth instant.

Each gentleman paid $1 for the one-twentieth of ticket No. 87,835, which proved to De the number which drew the capital prize of $300, 0u0. Your correspondent first sought Mr. ONeal at his restaurant, and asked to see the ticket. Uncle John, as he is familiaily called, was slow to realize his luck, but aft.r depositing his t'cket with the First National Bank for collection and getting a receipt for the same he said he began to feel like a bloated bondholder.

Mr. O. P. Wimberly, who kept a small butcher-shop here, offered to dispose of ticket for two-bits when he heard that ONeal had drawn the capital but no one would buy it. Imagine his surprise hen he ound that he a' so held the lucky number.

He also deposited his ticket with the First National Bank for collection. The tickets were promptly foiw7ardedto New Orleans, the $30,003 collected and placed to the credit of the happy men, less the usual rate of exchange. The deadly car stove should be fired before it begins its burning outrages. peras l1 MARK THE GREAT CURES PERMANENTLY ilim. SOLD BY Druggist and Dealers.

THE CHARLES A. V0GELER Baltimore, Md. AS PALA1ABLE I i cc I Hillti So disguised that the most delicate stomach can take It. Remarkable as a. FLESH PRODUCER.

Perions gain rapidly 1 while taking it. SCOTTSEMDLSION Is acknowledged by Physician to be the Ft Meat and Best preparation for the relief of CONSUMPTION. SCROFUL ERAL DEBILITY BASTING DISEASES OF CHILDREN, and COUGHS. Ann Druggists. gcott Bowoe, New York.

THE OLD LADY KNEW IT ALL, A traveler once put up for the night jvith a simple-minded old couple in a lonely farm-house. As he rode up to the door he heard the old woman say, in a tone of deep conviction There! I knowed some one would come before night, for I dropped my fork on the floor this moring, and it stuck straight up. Then I dropped the dish-clothjt noon another sure sign of company. In entering the house the visitor care-essly struck his foot against the step, and came near falling. Ah, said the old lady, which toe did you stub, the right or the left The right, was the reply.

Thats good; its a sure sign you are going where you are wanted. Pa, shoo that rooster off the fence. If he crows there, it will rain before morning. A little boy ran into the room, crying out: Oh, grandma, look! Heres a copper I found in the road. Im not a bit surprised.

Dont yoh remember. Tommy, that you dreamed of finding a nest of hens eggs last night I told you then youd find some money before a week. A young woman was. washing on a porch back of the house', when the old lady cried out There, there, Susan, if you have: jplashcd soapsuds all over the front of your dress! And if you dont get a drunken husband for it Im wonderfully mistaken. Ive known that sign to come true often, and often.

But you can keep it from coming true by hanging all the clothes on the line wrong side out, and youd better do it. So Susan did, as the traveler noticed, to his great amusement. SATISFIED. There is a sharpers game which has been played for the last 100 years, and as the turning-point is avarice, the game works forty-nine times where it fails once. Two sharpers set out a few weeks ago to play it on a Wayne County farmer.

One of them came along one day and wanted to buy the farm. As the farmer wanted to sell it was quite easy to strike a bargain. The price was $4,000 in cash, and the man handed over $250 to bind the bargain. In two days a second stranger came along and wanted the farm. He wanted it so badly that he couldnt stand still.

He found indications of coal, natural gas, and oil, and he was willing to give $6,000 for the place. The idea was, of course, that he would be awful sick of his first sale and seek to buy the man off. It would pay him to offer the man $1,500 to release him. The second stranger was only out of sight when the first one turned up again. His mouth watered over the prospect, but not for long.

The farmer explained that he had been offered $2,500 more, and added But I dont care for money. The $4,000 is enough for me, and its all the farm is worth. When you are ready to pay the balance well make out the papers. The purchaser offered to release him for $1,000 $700 $500 $300, but the farmer didnt want to be released. He hung to the bargain money, and hes got it yet, while the pair of sharpers rave and gnash their teeth every time they think of the thickness of the old farmers skull.

DEGREES OF CREDULITY. Readiness to believe or disbelieve what is common report may be take as a marked characteristic of the majority of people. There is now and then to be met an individual whose judgments are based upon some other grounds. Such a person was the favorite servant of General Jackson at the time the general was President. Jacksons man-servant, Jemmy ONeilt, used to indulge a little too freely in liquor, and on such occasions assumed too much control over visitors to the White House, as well as over the inmates.

Wearied out with complaints Jackson decided to dismiss the servantt and having sent for him said sternly, Jemmy, you and I must part. Why so, general? asked Jemmy. Because, replied the general, every one complains of you. And do you believe them, general? asked Jemmy, with a mixture of surprise and reproach in his tone. Of course, answered Jackson, what every one says must be true.

Well, now, general, said Jemmy, Ive heard twice as much said against vou, and I never would believe a word of it. MEDICAL ITES. A young South Carolinian, a physician, settled in Monclova, Mexico, on being asked why he had cast his lot in so out-of-the-way a place, answered: It is a first rate place for a doctor. If a man is sick, all you have to do is, tell his friends (no matter whether the affair is serious or not) to go to a priest and have him confessed, and prepared for death. If he dies they will say What a good doctor he is, as he knew he must die, and so had his spiritual interest attended to.

If he recovers, they will say: What a capable physician he must be. The man was in the last extremity, and prepared for death, and he cured him. So, in either event, it is a first-rate place in which to achieve a medical reputation. No wonder time is so often killed it is struck every hour. paign of fun they intended to have with it.

Mr. Field, however, has one of the choicest libraries in Chicago. It contains many very rare and costly books, and, as the accumulation always exceeds his shelf-room, he keeps the books more or less scattered about on tables and on the floor. The father knew the predilection of rabbits for nibbling at books, especially rare books so he told the boys they must not leave Jimmy in the house at night. But what can we do with him, papa? they asked.

Bury him in the back yard and leave a little airhole for him, said the father, explaining how rabbits burrow and live under the ground, but secretly hoping Jimmy would resent the burial and depart before morning. The boys had a good deal of fun making an underground home for Jimmy that evening. In the morning they were up bright and early. After awhile they came running into the house and, glowing with excitement, awoke their father from his morning nap. Oh, papa, papa, said Pinney, a remarkably bright little fellow, get up and come out into the yard.

What for? asked Mr. Field. Come and see what weve got. Well, cant you tell me what it is? You know Jimmy Yes. Well, we know how rabbits grow.

How? Why, you just plant em in the ground and you can get all the rabbits you want. We planted Jimmy last night and now theres a whole lot of rabbits there. Yes, sir, said Melvin, who had spent one summer on a farm and seen them dig potatoes theres 10 of em, all in one hill. Pepper and Tinker. Judiths Grandma Blake was in the kitchen-chamber weaving a long, white, web of blankets.

Judith was there, too, watching the slender shuttle shoot back and forth in its little tunnel of threads, and the treadles hop up and down as grandma pressed them, first one, then the other, in turn with her foot, and the heavy clang! clang of the batten as it beat the weft of the cloth close together. It fairly made the little chamber tremble, and Judiths short curls danced as she leaned against the loom. Then there were the quiet funny little things, made from short pieces of elder branches, with the pith pressed out, then stuck on to the spindle of the spinning-wheel, and wound full of white yarn from a skein on the whirling swifts. Grandma used to let Judith wind quills sometimes for her to weave, but she was apt to let the yarn run off and make a naughty nose, as grandma called it. It was Judiths birthday.

She was eight years old, and in her honor grandma had baked a nice custard-pie and frosted it, and set it on the broad dresser shelf to cool. Judith had watched it with longing eyes, and could scarcely wait for supper, which was to be eaten out in the grape arbor. All at once grandmas shuttle struck midway in the tunnel, one of Judiths naughty noses had done it, and several threads of the warp were broken. Grandma must stop and mend them. It was then that a racket was heard in the kitchen below klipper-klapper! klipper-klapper! Over went a chair, and the tin plates on the dresser rattled.

Oh, dear, Judy! I do believe somethings afoul of our pie You dont suppose its that rascally Pepper and Tinker? Bun, Judy, run, do! And Grandma Blake hurried out of the loom and followed Judy, who at the very first alarm had given the wheel one long whiss-ss-ss! and started down stairs at a run. It certainly was Pepper and Tinker the goats and where do you think they were? Pepper was up in grandmas big chair, which stood against the dresser, with his fore-feet upon the dresser-shelf eating the middle right out of the frosted pie. And Tinker had mounted the table near by and was looking on in a panic because he couldnt get at it, too. Now they both jumped at seeing Judith bounce in upon them They knew they were in mischief and tried to get away, Tinker tipped the table over and Pepper ran off with the crust of the pie in his mouth. In spite of the disappointment, grandma sat right down and laughed till tears stood in her eyes.

Judy ran after the goats with grandpas cane, but they hopped over the wall and into a big thistle-patch in the pasture, where they felt themselve? quite safe. The pie was gone, to a certainty, but Judy was confronted with currant jam and the promise of a ride out to "Willow Lake, and the sunshine of happiness again shone out for her. But she did not quite forgive Pepper and Tinker, and as a penalty for their naughty theft she made them draw great loads of wood in her blue wagon to fill the kitchen wood-box, and did not give them as much as one crust for a week. Youths Companion. JVIIAT KISSES HAVE DOJYE.

They Save Played an Important Part in the Worlds History. That a kiss has been of importance in history we all know and that womans kisses have made and unmade kingdoms. The most famous of kisses seem be that one, or that many, given by the Duchess of Gordon when she recruited an entire regiment, the Gordon Highlanders, better known as the ninety-second, by having each man take the Queens shilling from between her teeth, so that he had, if he wanted, a good opportunity to kiss her. It is almost unnecessary to say that the gallant lad lies who fought so well at Waterloo did not resist the charm of a lovely womans mouth. However remember the kiss in vogue and remember this too Yon will find, my dear boy, that the dearly prized kiss.

'Which -with rapture you snatched from the half 'willing miss, la sweeter by far than the legalized kisses You give the same girl when youve made het Mrs. That is slangy, but its the sad, sad truth. Do you know how to kiss? asks a connoisseur in the New York Graphic. If you are a man you give a semi-scornful and semi-condescending smile at this question and make no answer. If you are a woman you laugh a merry laugh and wonder what kind of a kiss you are expected to be acquainted with.

Why, the latest, of course. And it is For your sweetheart to stoop over you and kiss you just back of your shelllike ear. If you are wise, that is where you put a little perfume, and the chances are that he will kiss you not once but twice there, and tell you that kissing you is like putting ones lips to the heart of a great red rose. This is natural in him. but it shows that he does not realize the difference between a kiss made perfect by art and that which is flower-like by nature.

What do I mean? That the next thing to kissing a flower is kissing a baby. You take that in your arms, you look in its clear eyes eyes that have never been saddened by looking on anything but the pleasures of life you put your lips to its rosebud of a mouth and then you kiss it, and then you know that you have inhaled the perfume of a flower the flower of the flock. DEFERENTIAL. The Prince of Wales, writes an American in London, is not a man remarkable for good looks or for intellect he has many faults, well known to his people but he is one of the most popular men in England, which the heir apparent to the crown is not always. I account for this by a peculiar attention and deference which he pays to every man with whom he comes in contact.

His manner implies that there is something in his companion worthy of respect, and that he pays it. It was said of Kalph Waldo Emerson that his manners were finer than his philosophy. The secret lay in his absolute toleration of every kind of human being whom he met. The poorest negro was as certain to receive a respectful at-teiltion from him as the nobleman. I went to meet a seer, too awestruck and frightened to speak, said a lady, who met him in her early youth, and in ten minutes I was describing to him the effects of the civil war upon my home the one thing which I knew and he did not.

This toleration of all phases of character, and respect for each man and woman, was doubtless more flattering when shown by a prince or a philosopher but it is the basis of all courtesy. Young people are often discourteous because they have no toleration for people who differ from themselves. Youth is apt to be satisfied with its habits and beliefs, and entirely certain that they are absolutely right. Middle-age sees reason to doubt its own judgment, and begins to perceive that other people see the same subject differently, with as clear eyes and sound brains. Do not be impatient with your companion, boys, even if he be really ignorant, vulgar and stupid.

Remember all human beings are not made in one mould. You do not despise a horse and a dog because they are not men; why insult with your dislike a man, simply because he differs from yourself Toleration is perhaps the most royal of virtues; it is more difficult than charity. Youths Companion. PUNISHING THE RASCAL. Mrs.

Billus (while giving Mr. B. a curtain lecture at a late hour) Hark Whats that? I hear a noise in the cel lar. John, Im sure its a burglar Mr. Billus (getting out of bed) FU fix him Mrs.

Billus What are you going to do, John You havent your revolver. Mr. Billus (desperately) Im going to open the doors all the way down to the cellar so the infernal scoundrel can hear you talking! Chicago Tribune- Mamma, said Bridget OFlynn, who has social aspirations, its meself that wants a ridin habit. Well, its yourself that wont get any. Begorra, youve got ridin habit enough a3 it is, takin the horse cars twice a day as ye do at foive cents ivery thrip.

Wave follows wave with equable gainings and recessions. The one sliding back in fluent music to be mingled with and carried forward by the next. In all this there is no slumberous monotony for Spenser was no mere met rist, but a great composer. How the Children of Eugene Field Fooled Their Father How to Make an JEolian Harp Pepper and Tinker. Soto to Sake an jEolian Sarp, Have any of our young friends ever Been an seolian harp? It is a musical instrument made by the Greeks many centuries ago and hung among the trees or where the wind could blow upon it, making a low, soft, musical sound.

The Baptist Weekly tells how to make one, which is very easily done and inexpensive, for most of the material can be found about the house. Wax a piece of buttonhole twist about two and a half feet long; tie each end strongly to a small peg and thrust the pegs down the crevice between the two sashes of your southern or western window, stretching the silk as tight as possible. It will surprise you, the sweetness and variety of the tones the wind will bring from it. Having done this you may be moved to go further and prepare a more elaborate seolian harp. Take some quarter-inch wood and make a box the length of your window frame, four or five inches deep and six or seven inches wide.

Bore a few small holes in a circle near what will be the upper side of the back of the box when placed in the widow with the open side of the box, fasten two bridges like violin bridges, one at each end, and stretch on them several strings of fine catgut, contriving a series of screw pins to aid in the tight stretching necessary, and allow of their being tuned to one note. Then raise your sash on the windy side of the house, and the wind passing through the hole and over the strings will in its rising and falling make very sweet music. American Cultivator. Germany's Royal Children. The young Emperor of Germany, William II, has five little boys.

The eldest is 7 years old. He is the crown prince and the heir to the throne. He will some day be Emperor of Germany. He is a fine manly little fellow. Germany is a very military country, and the Emperor William is such a thorough soldier that strict military discipline is the order of the day in the nurseries of his little people.

As soon as petticoats are left off, the tiny boys are dressed in baby uniforms, and the young crown prince looks quite like a little soldier. "When their father visits them in their own quarters (as I suppose I ought to call such a very military nursery), the crown prince commands his smaller brothers to fall in. Then Frederick and Albert, who are scarcely more than babies, fall in. Little Prince Albert is such a mite that he is not able to keep his position for long, and he soon trots away to his nurses side. But the crown prince and Prince Frederick stand stiff and starched like real soldiers till their father returns their salute in proper fashion.

When the little crown prince was six years old, he was given a bedroom to himself, instead of sleeping in the nursery with the others. He was very pleased, and said, Oh! that is nice; now I need not be with the children any more. In the summer of 1888, all five boys had a charming holiday with their mother at the beautiful castle of Ober-hof, in the forest of Thuringia. Their father was away. A little fort was built for them in a corner of the gardens, with a tent and Vwo small cannon.

The three eldest, dressed in officers uniforms, paraded in front of the fort. Then while the crown prince beat the drum, an old soldier showed the other two how to attack and defend the fort. Little Prince Augustus William, who was only a year and a half, was dressed in white, and wore a tiny helmet. He looked on and clapped his hands. In Germany every boy, whether he is the son of the Emperor or of a peasant, has, some day, to be a soldier.

The Emperor is very fond of his five boys. Almost his first question is, when he returns home, How are the boys? Our Little Men and Women. Jlouy the Children of Eugene Field Fooled Their Father. Mr. Eugene Field, the graceful poet and learned literateur of Chicago, says the Washington Post, has three boys, commonly called Melvin, Pinney and Palsy, respectively.

What these three boys cant think up in the way of novel experiences they are quite willing to do without. One day they came home with a big white rabbit, which they had picked up somewhere among the neighbors, who are always giving such things to them. They named the rabbit Jimmy and mapped out a long cam lutely necessary. I have no use for women as detectives, he says, because women are no use as detectives. But you sometimes depend upon them to help clear up intricate cases, do you not? he was asked.

Certainly I do. There are many cases in which it is necessary, but they do not make good detectives as a rule because they cannot be depended upon not to talk about the case they may be on to people who should not know anything of it. The average male detective realizes above everything else that he must not tell some things to any one. If he does not appreciate this fact, he is not the man to be a detective. With the average female detective it is different.

Her vanity is tickled when she finds a man whom she may admire wanting to know something about her personal life, and before she knows it she is telling him just what he wants to know and just what she should not tell him. But I know some women who can be depended upon, and they occasionally do some good work for this department. Will you tell me who some of these women are and what good they are doing The Chief Inspector laughed and dug his thumb into the questioners ribs and said: If yon were talking to a woman she would probably fall into the trap and tell you just what you want to know, but as I do not want you to know wh they are or wha. they do, I will not tell yon. From another source it was learned that the women who have succeeded best as detectives in the Police Department are women whom no one would even suspect to be in such a business.

Many of them are women of some means and much refinement and education. They are detectives because they were bom such and have a constant craving to exercise the faculty. They work for the love of the work rather than the pecuniary gain, and their hearts are so much in the work that they will brave any hardship to succeed when they arc put on a case. With such women there is no fear that they will talk when they should not, and having this jewel as theirs they can favorably compete with the best of their contemporaries of the opposite sex. Patience and perseverance are much more strongly marked in women than in men, and when they are able to control their tongues they succeed as detectives.

All the private detective agencies employ women, in many cases to do the meanest kind of work that bordering on blackmail. Many of the women employed by the private agencies, however, are not of this class, but are women of excellent reputation who work on intricate cases and clear their up thoroughly and well. There are a great many women who believe they are endowed with faculties which particularly fit them to become Hawkshaws. Scarcely a day passes without one of these going to Police Headquarters and announcing that she must see Inspector Byrnes on important business. When they are ushered into his presence they tell of their great ability which they wish to exercise, either with or without pay, and they are astonished when told, as thy always are by the inspector, that there is no opening for them.

N. Y. Press. LOOKING AHEAD. Alonzo Now, dearest, I think I will get the tickets for our wedding trip today.

You know there are only three days before the wedding, and I shall have so much to do. What route would you prefer to take? Wilhelmina (with a bashful blush) Any one, dearest, so long as it has plenty of tunnels. America. Experience and wisdom are the two 6e3t fortune-tellers..