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in Washington, although they may bo MY ENEMY. WHAT SENAT0ES EAT. IN CYCLEDOM. HARNESSING THE WIND. "Know 'em!" he replied.

"Bather. They're four of the slipperiest card sharps on the line of the G. They had initiated me. that-was all. A great many -drovers traveled on the railroad during- the war.

They carried plenty of money, and were generally easy and profitable game for the professional card players. Some of the drovers, though, had the reputation of being very handy with cards them-selevs, and bragged of it. I used to hear of Uncle Joe Ileddy. Big Ike Sloat, and others as among the quick-witted drovers who were said to be able to take care of themselves against the tricks of the sharpers. One day I noticed among my passengers a noted card sharp, known familiarly as Jersey Jerry.

At a way station, a little old man, gray and wrinkled, but still active and spry, got aboard the train. He was a very loquacious old gentleman, and gave me the impression that he had been indulging overmuch in applejack, that being a belt of country famous for that insinuating and lingering tipple. He talked to everybody within hearing, and finally expressed a willingness to play anyone a game of old sledge for a quarter a corner. Nobody paid any attention to the garrulous old fellow for a long time, and then Jersey Jerry began to take an interest in him. This surprised me, as the old man seemed to me to be rather small game for that far-reaching individual.

At any rate, before long Jerry was busy plaj-inghim eld sledge for a quarter a corner, and the old man was winning every game, much to his delight, and in the process of putting away and producing his stakes he displayed a wallet the plethora of which explained the interest Jersey Jerry was manifesting in him. After awhile, in going through the train, I noticed that the game had changed to poker, and that Jerry had evidently led his intended victim along until they were playing a pretty stiff game; but the old man was winning, and he was elated beyond measure and more garrulous than ever. I stopped to watch the play. It was Jerry's deal. I knew somehow that now he had worked up to his game, and that the climax was at hand.

I felt sorry for the old man, but it was not my affair. He had paraded himself too much, anyhow. As Jerry tossed his opponent's cards to him I caught a glance of each, and would have sworn that four oi them were kings. The old man took them up cautiously and held them close. THE AMERICAN WHEELr It Is Being Shipped All Over the TTorLl in Great Numbers American bicycles must certainly be preferred in all parts of the any other makes, if the values of the exports of bicycles and cycle merchandise, as given by the United States treasury department, are a criterion.

Few persons besides those directly interested have a fair conception of the immense number of wheels that are monthly exported to various foreign countries. The great demand for American-made wheels is a great tribute to the skill of the manufacturers of this nation and the quality of their productions. During the month of September the value of bicycles and cycle sundries exported to foreign countries was Estimating the value of each wheel to be $25, that would be an equivalent to the sale for export alone of 12,113 wheels in one month, or 4S4 wheels per day. These figures are for export only. They will convey a fair idea of the magnitude of the cycle industry in this country.

During the nine months of 1SS6, including September, the vaiue of exports of American bicycles and sundries was $3,155,657. Allowing $25 as the average value, these figures would be equivalent to 126,610 bicycles shipped in nine months, or an average of 14.063 Xier month, or 563 per day. Thus, it will be seen that the exports for September were somewhat lower than the average. Great Britain was the heaviest purchaser, the exports to that country for the month amounting to for the nine months, $1,020,791 a decrease of nearly $8,000 from the average for the nine months. The figures for the nine months show an average shipment per month (allowing $25 per wheel, of wheels, which is at the rate of $4,537 per month, 20 working days to the month), or 181 per day.

Certainly there must be some superiority of American-made wheels over British productions, when the demand for American cycles is so great as to require an exportation of an average of 1.600 wheels per day. The following table shows the value of bicycle shipments: Shipment for nine September months Country. shipments. of 1S9i. Great Britain $100,714 51,020.971 Canada 1222 304.M3 Australia 83.343 2G2.yil France 4,107 118.7fiO Other European countries 24.834 SS6.9M Mexico 3.S21 Porto Hico 06 7.JW-I Santo Domingo 193 47S Brazil 1.S04 16.W0 Colombia 3.98S 16,485 China 1.557 7,413 Africa S.783 exceedingly affable to their neighbors and friends in their several states.

Many people wonder what the senators eat. Well, they eat just as you and 1 and all the rest of us eat, and they take the same food. Only a few of them call for terrapin and champagne. Tiiey want first-class roast beef, and very rare, too. They want the best of meats, and some of them are very fond of fish and game; jut the majority of them take oysters in some form for their lunch.

Senator Allison, of Iowa, likes pumpkin pie and a glass of milk. Senator Morrill, of Vermont, now 87 years old, likes crackers crumbled into a bowl of milk. The best feeders in the senate used to be Senators Mandcrson and Paddock; but they are no longer in publio life; Senator Joe Blackburn, ot Kentucky, is a royal entertainer, and his Term expires in March. Senator Davis, ot Minnesota, to-day mixed up some stewed potatoes and stewed codfish and ate a whole plate full, with the appetite of a schoolboy. Senator Vest, of Missouri, is fond cf broiled lobster; and so is Senator Quay, of Pennsylvania.

Senator Pettigrew, of South Dakota, likes a hearty meal at midrlnj here, just as he does at home. The majority of the statesmen have only light lunches between noon and two o'clock. The principal meal in Washington is eaten between five o'clock and ven in the evening, and it is called "dinner." Senator Sherman, of Ohio, is a very light eater. He likes a rare oyster stew, a small cut of beef and a piece of apple pie. Senator Morgan, of Alabama, whose life was despaired of last sprirg, is a very large man, but he satisfies his appetite with an apple or two.

Senator Allen, of Nebraska, the populist statesman who spoke continuously BIG RAWS FOR SENATOR HILL. for 15 hours on the silver purchase repeal bill, is a man of giant frame. He is a splendid specimen of physical manhood. His splendid physique requires ample renewal of strength; so he is a hearty eater, but not given to indulgence in fancy dishes. A man may be sensibly a consumer of uiwh food, aud yet not be a gourmand.

Senator Hill is shamefully seclusive in his habits. He is a bachelor. All hnntiolnro ua calftch 'PVti i at laorn to take off their shoes at night and put them in their proper place, nor to put their clothes on a particular chair before they retire. Only the married men learn the Scripture, which saith: "No man liveth unto himself." The bachelors think only of themselves. The married men must think of others, or be compelled to think of others.

Senator Hill is a bachelor, lives in his own private apartments and has his meals served in his rooms. I lived with him in a prominent hotel in Washing ton for six months and never saw him take a single meal. Everything that he ate was served in his own private dining-room. But shortly after one o'clock every afternoon he walks briskly into the senate restaurant, and George, his regular colored waiter, rushes to the dumb waiter and shouts to the cooks: "Half a dozen big raw for Senator Hill." Almost instantly the oysters are served, and then the waiter, goes and shouts: "Hot chicken soup, quick, for Senator Hill," and by the time the oysters are consumed the soup is on the table. In a jiffy the simple uicai la caicu, auu cij auuu lucrrullcr Senator Hill is on the floor of the senate, defending the administration.

That is the way. the statesmen eat. That is the way they are served. Public interest in them would be less but for the fact that "distance lends enchantment to the view." We who live here in Washington care less about the way these distinguished men eat. sleep I A I I a a anu uruiK man tne way tney legislate.

Pponlfl fl5stjirn wnnf in they perform little acts of daily routine, but we who watch them closely are constantly wondering how they will vole on certain bills of national importance. No man is a great man to his valet, and no man is a great ma to the men of experience in the national capital; for, after all, they are simply of the people, from the people und like the people. You are as good a man as any member of congress, and so is your neighbor. SMITH D. FRY.

Dlgh Handed. "1 don't like a friend to domineer me," said the young man with the patient disposition. "Who has been doing that?" "My roommate. He borrowed my evening clothes." "That's- a good deal of a'liberty." "I didn't mind it. But when he asked for my umbrella.

I told him I might want to use it myself. But he got it just tne tame." "How?" "He simply stood on his dignity and m'U" ugiii, uave your own way about it. They're your clothes that I'm trying to keep from getting spoiled tot Washington Star. Makes a Difference. jonn, ins Daby swallowed a nickel.

Paterfamilias well, it won't hurt him. "I ryas mistaken, John. It was a $10 gold piece." "Heavens! Telephone for the doctor quickl" N. Y. Herald, ll.l ii; have an enemy.

And shall he be A. useless thorn to vex and worry me? A dominant discord in life's perfect strain, Marring my dreams, turning- my joy to pain, Molding my life to his malicious whim? Shall he be lord yf me, or I of him? A. bitter stream may turn the mill wheel round; A thorny tree may burn to heat and light; And out of shameful wrong may spring the flower ur rignt. So from my enemy I may demand A priceless tribute of perpetual good; And lead him captive at my chariot wheels, In royal mood. Because my enemy hath cunning ears.

That listen hourly for my idle speech, My words shall flow in wise and measured way Beyond his carping reach. Because my enemy has eyes that watch With sleepless malice while I come and so. My days shall own no act I would not wish The world to know. Decause my enemy doth hourly wield Borne subtle snare to trip me every day. My feet shall never for a moment leave The straight and narrow way.

Because my enemy doth hate me sore, I fix my gaze beyond him and above. And lift as shield to all his fiery darts, A heart of love. And of my enemy I thus shall make A beacon light to light me to my goal A faithful guardian of my house of life A spur and whip to urge my laggard soul; And though our strife may never have an end, I yet might call this enemy my friend. Elizabeth C. Hall, in N.

Y. Independent. FOTJB ACES. They'd Have Won If the Other Man Hadn't Held Five. CTI WAS a conductor of a trunk line railroad in the flush days that immediately preceded the close of the war and prevailed for a fewyears after the close.

Money was plentiful, morals were father lax. and as yet it had not been made part of the railroad con ductor's duty to stand guard over the pocket books of credulous travelers or those whose cupidity ran away with 'their reason, and consequently those were the halcyon days of traveling vara piayers aoroaci ior wnat was in their profession. I used to like a quiet game of draw mj'self, and indulged my liking1 whenever my duty gave me opportunity. This, of course, placed me in sympathy with others who played, and one day I rot into a pretty stiff game on board in nwn tr.iin. wltilf in the actual dis- charge of my duty, and yet without holding' a hand.

I had been on the road hut a week or two, and was not yet acquainted with all its patrons. In go ing through the train collecting fares this day I speak of I came to four passengers who were absorbed in a game nf poker, a newspaper spread on their laps to play on. "Fares, please," I said. People didn't bother much about buying tickets in those days, and a large Jf A. 1 -f proportion ui uie lures were pam on the trains.

Three of the men handed over their money. The fourth, who seemed somewhat excited, said: "Conductor, can't you come round a little later?" I told him I must have his fare then and there. He looked at his companions, hesitated a moment, and then said: "Will you let me take a little rake-off for my fare, fellows?" They declined to do so. "Conductor," said he, holding- up a handful of gun wads, "them stands for all the money I got. I'm goin to bet on this here hand, and the mischief of it is I'll have to call before I've done it justice.

This is the hand." He passed it up to me, shielding it carefully from all other eyes. It was four aces. I became interested at once. I had $G0 in my pocket. I reached in and took out $20 and handed it to the holder of the big hand.

He did Two of the other players dropped out. The fourth stayed, and "PARES. PLEASE." I passed my remaining- $40 to the man with the four aces. That was my pile nnd he had to call. He hated to, he said, and I hated to have him do it, with a hand like that, but there was no help for it.

He called. The other man showed down a straight flush! lie got my money and the money of 'the man I backed, and I hadn't even ot the man's fare! I stopped the train and put him off, and that was all the satisfaction I got out of it. The next station was the end of my run. That same evening-1 saw the man I had backed and put off the train and his three companions board an east- train. "Do you know any of those.

chaps?" I itsked the station agent. a U) '7, I i Senator Allison Likea Pnmpkln Pie and Pure Milk; rhe Venerable Senator Morrill of Vermont UsuaUy Loaches on Cracker and Milk Senator Hill II a a Penchant for Sis; Ojster. Special Washington Letter.) Now, while the rain and sleet are driving over the prairies, the snow settling on the mountains, and the north winds are blowing over the sunny touth, the majority of our people will remain indoors the greater part of the time; for farm chores and village duties are not very pleasant in winter time. While the blizzards are blowing it is pleasant for the farmers to remain inside the house, with plenty of fuel, plenty of food, and plenty of time to rest. The cattle being safely covered and screened, with ample food in reach, the farmer needs not worry, but can philosophically smile at the elements and say: Laugh, and the world laughs with you.

Weep, and you weep alone. This grand old earth must borrow its mirth It has troubles enough of its own. But the successful farmer is not the citizen who laughs last, or best, or loudest. In this chill winter weather nobody enjoys life more than the average statesman in the national capitol. They are all alike in their pride, pomp, purse and purposes; and a majority of them are alike in their gustatory de-Bi res and the gratification thereof.

"Put a knife to thy throat if thou be a man given to appetite," said Solomon. Some of the people who live in this year of grace do not think the advice good. Neither suicide nor eating with a knife is good form in these days. It must be evident even to the casual visitor at the senate restaurant that the wise man was not addressing his remarks to United States senators. No self-respecting senator ever aliows his knife to get within a foot of his juglar.

Members of the house may, perhaps, elevate their pork and beans to the mouth level without the assistance of a fork, but the dignified senator never permits the glittering steel greater altitude than the third button on his vest. The day for eating with your knife was cut short by that happy invention, the four-prouged fork. During the sessions of congress there are thousaudsof people passing through the capitol building every cloy, and they manifest the popular interest in senators by seeking them, and prying into their methods of living. They occupy the senate floor until removed by the opening of the session and the energy of several employes: they survey senators from the galleries and criticise their respective and generally respectable appearance; they peep through half-opened committee-room doors ana reach the apex of the tourist's bliss when they behold a senator engaged in the consumption of food. "He's eatin' raw oysters," said a stranger to his wife the other day.

The couple had, from alar, followed one of the senators who represent their state to the senate restaurant. The male tourist watched the alleged legislator commence feeding and tlun reported to the waiting but equally curious female. The senate restaurant is an interesting place. Men sometimes succeed in concealing their characters behind screens of reputation, but ihey cannot continually and successfully disguise their appetites. The man who loves to eat must fail to hide his affection, just as he who cares but little for the good things of life must surely display his disdain for matters stomachic.

If there is such a thing as a lobbyist outside of the senate he can be found in the restaurant somewhere between 12 o'clock meridian and lour p. a clever argument has no Mich support as that which springs from a cleverly cooked and artistically served meal, and the average human tongue wags more freely in response to the gurgling caresses of free liquor than it would in direct return for hard cash besides. ML. PUMPKIN PIE AND MILK FOR AL LISON. many a man will unconsciously swallow such bait who would spurn the largest bribe ever offered outs-vie of a New York board of aldermen.

For three hours every afternoon the waiters in the senate restaurant are Jiept very busy, and it is almost impossible for the cooks in the basement to keep pace with the orders which are shouted to them. One larger room is given up to the public, but two small rooms are reserved for the senatoi-s and their families. During the past year these private rooms have been invaded by members of the house of representatives, thereby disturbing the dignity and destroying the privacy of the senators. But these representatives the people cannot be ordered out without a public scandal, and some time this session one of the er-m i i oo-mnma nrtll ha cpt. asirla fnv the senators.

They are seclusive and reclusive, are these senators; and when they are compelled to come into contact with common people in public places in Washington, taey do not like it. That is a rather sweeping assertion, but it is a fact that some senators, and many cf them, too, are senntorially sensitive ft. Bicycle Invention Which Develops Exceedingly High Speed. A new bicycle improvement makes the cyclist join hands with the wind. Che combination, it is claimed, develops exceedingly high speed.

The inventor, ML Demange, of Commercy, France, declares that by his plan. the cyclist may ride at a speed of from 12 to 15 miles an hour with no exertion at all, except that required in guiding the machine. The contrivance is in form a sort of a turbine arrangement, something like a jjourd hollowed out, cut in "gores," and the "gores" turned a little on their axes, rhis turbine is placed on dual rods, vertically attached to the forward tvheel of the bicycle. A bar projects from the center of the handle bar's outward, and to this is attached the top, of the turbine. The turbine revolves on its axis and catches enough wind to give the forward wheel an added impetu.

Xc matter from what direction the wind blows the turbine catches it, and by attachment with the hub of the front wheel communicates some of the force ofthe wind to the wheel. The turbine practically neutralizes the effect of a beam wind. The twisting of. the turbine in its rotary motion works on the rods that THE NEW BICYCLE BALLOON. attach it to a ratchet wheel, which revolves about the hub of the front wheel.

These rods work up and down like the piston rods of an engine, and in that way accelerate the motion in great degree. This invention is a marked departure from those designed to give motion to a bicycle without the rider's aid. Gasoline, electricity and petroleum have all been incorporated in the different ideas which have taken shape as bicycle impellers. The sailing bicj'cle is also an adaptation of the same idea, and has been fairly successful when under the control of a skillful rider who is also a master of the art of handling a sail. On the western prairies where the wind blows strong and steady the sail on a bicycle has been utilized with fine results.

X. Y. Journal. WHEELING IN WINTER. Borne Simple Precautions That Should Be Observed Strictly.

Heretofore the majority of cyclists have laid their wheels "on the shelf gs soon as the a utumn winds commenced to blow, but from present indications it is evident that it will be a common sight to nee numbers of cyclists of both sexes taking a spin over the packed snow or ice throughout the winter. If one is properly fortified against the winds he finds that in no season is cycling so exhilarating as in the winter. "Provided we adhere to the laws of nature," said a prominent physician the other day, "I see no reason why the riding season should end with the fail. The winters of late have been very open, with but little snow, and the roads aave been such as to allow of wheeling nearly the entire winter. But those who ride during the winter months uust exercise a bit of, caution and be particular to dress in windproof cos-himes, which will be 'properly venti-jated and at the same time be of sufficient warmth.

The most important to bear in mind is to keep in motion while out of doors, and in no case hould a person stan2 still in the open lir after exercising unless one is sui-jidally bent. "A heavy chest protector, covering Jie back as well as the chest, is almost particularly on windy lays. A newspaper buttoned under the will be found very comfortable is not heavy and will keep the wind iway from one's person, at the same retaining the natural heat of the jody." There have recently been manufac-nired several articles of apparel designed expressly for the cyclists' during the winter months. A western firm is advertising garments of texture which is said to be wind proof. They make up skirts, coats and ihest protectors.

Innumerable complaints of cold hands vere made by last winter's riders, and indeed this has been one of the chief objections to winter riding. The cold steel jf the handle bars and the. lack of circulation in the hands caused many a finger. A heavy, tight-fitting wristlet worn with a glove that will reach well over the coat sleeve, will remedy the evil. A sort of mitten of heavy felt covered with leather has lately been devised.

It is about 15 inches in length and reaches over the coat sleeve well up to the elbow; a hole is cut in the lower end, which allows the mit to fit over the cork grip, encasing the hand very warmly. Hoods, ear mufflers, or such a head covering as that used by skaters, while perhaps not particularly handsome, will be quite comfortable, and if one wishes to be fully equipped he can get felt gaiter which will pull up over the entire shoe. A loose-fitting shoe is preferable," as it gives the freest N. Y. Journ SHED FOR BICYCLES.

Just the Thing: for Places Where Space Is at a Premium. The subject of how to store the bicycle is still debated in many households, especially in eloselj'-settled districts. To help others, and at the same time to help themselves, some ingenious builders have begun to manufacture a small portable lean-to that can be sent to any part of the country. It is a comparatively simple thing to have such a LEAN-TO BICYCLE SHED. house set up against the back of a dwelling, or even against the fence of a city backyard.

A strong and somewhat intricate lock placed on the door ould give a sense of ease to the owners of wheels stored in this frail repository, for thieves might break in with no warning to the sleeping cyclist. Everything has defects, and the weak point of the lean-to seems to be the slight obstacle and high prize it offers to those burglariously inclined. On the other hand, there is the objection of the keeper of a small and exquisite house to having her rugs muddied and her rooms littered with wheels brought in from a long ride, or with the shocking and inartistic cleaning rags which owe their inelegant existence to the bicycle. Illustrated American. Bicycle Patents for "Women.

That craze of the day, the bicycle, has not been neglected by the women inventors. Patents have been granted to them for almost all parts of wheels. Several fair riders have exerted all their ingenuity in trying to devise com lortable saddles. Others have tried rheir hand in making locks. They have also made experiments in pneumatic tires.

The luggage carrier for velocipedes was their idea. But.of course, they have devoted more attention to bicycle garments than to anything else in connection with the wheel. that look like skirts appear to be their most particular ambition. Hunts Pox on Bicycle. Miss Dora Spillar distinguished herself in Essex, England, by riding to hounds on a bicycle.

She was threwn several times, surmounted six stiles, was in at the death, and was presented with the brush. Banana Juice Is Indelible. Banana juice makes a first-class in delible ink. A spot on a white shirt from an over-ripe banana is marked, forever. Largest Horse Ever Seen.

Eighteen and one-half hands Is the height of a horse owned, at Plymouth, Neb. The horse is said to be the largest west of the Mississippi river. He -If you hit me I shall kiss you. -She How" unfairl You know very weir that-a -woman cannot throw! K. Y.

Truth. I I I I I I I I I I twkrfjni i 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 1 rj--- i a ZZ- "FOUR ACES, POP!" SAID JERRY. He seemed to gloat over the possession oi them. He drew no cards. Jerry drew one.

Then they began to bet. The old man was game, and came back jctt Jerry without a quiver. Four kings was a tremendous hand, but I knew that Jersey Jerry had given himself a better one as well as 1 knew I was there. By and by there was more than S300 in the pot, and the old man seemed satisfied, lie called. "What a' rot, ye young smarty?" he said.

"Four aces, pop!" said Jerry. "That's alK" "Ye hain't got enough on 'em, Jerry," exclaimed the old man, and Jerry start cd to hear his name called. "Ye hain't got enough on 'em, 'cause I got five on 'em myself!" And the old man, with a grin that meant a great deal, and a look in his eyes that meant a great deal more, spread five aces on the newspaper they were playing on, and coolly raked the money in and stowed it in his wallet. To the utter amazement of myself and everyone else who saw it, Jerry got up without a word and went into the next car. The old man only grinned the more, and in less than five minutes was sound asleep in his seat.

"I wonder who that man is?" said I to the head brakeman as I went out, pointing back to the seat where the grizzled old passenger was asleep, with his head thrown back. The head brake-man knew everybody. "Know him?" said' he. "Why, that's old Uncle Joe Heddy, the drover." Uncle Joseph had played it way down on the sharper, for he knew him and his game, and a trick worth two of his. X.

Y. Sun. Feigning; Death. Mice will feign death to escape a cat and even human beings at times adopt this ruse to escape from various enemies. Almost every great lion hunter has tried it with this animal, and often with success.

A famous elephant hunter was caught by a rogue elephant and tossed into the air, after which the ferocious beast attempted to kneel upon him and crush him; but the hunter did not move, realizing that it was his only salvation, and the elephant thinking him dead turned and ran into the bush. X. Y. Sun: There Are Others. Mrs.

Meek Of course I'm worried. As a dutiful wife I can't help feeling so, for I am sure my husband is keeping something from me, and I shan't be content until I know what it is. Freak My husband is keeping something from me, too, and I am worried because I know what it is. "Indeed! What is it?" "It's money." Boston Courier.