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THE TOPPtt UB01MBM 31,1WO. *he Mnld. it *' t — . „ Wo¥the"«ioti«e'npto'fiip Camel. And itre molliisM and ecustnccan* that otfipt Ofi every shore. Stt think tier up In history ,., Wfts Hot ftt all a mystert-; ,«, KM CpuM nntne you nuy fulcr from old Bng^ UDd to Sitfti'AtM. It *outd cortnlnly Rtnajsn ymi What 8lie gftld uncut Aspaf.irtt Afld the little uneoplilatlcate* rt?*kloi», Cleopatra. Ohe hiid Studied Otcclc ami tnttn. ^ „ Hebrew, Saiicorit (ptrasemit that Inn 1tuA Xenophon artd Horace, Ovid, Vtrgll and the rest. , She didn't say—"I'll learn ytili," , But, leach you Itiftt Calphurnla leWed flft.r-snvou button-boles In Julio* CfBftar'8 tost. She loved to pull the t*rtal8 From a flower, The baser wotalg Ate doted on their study, and for nuggeta elio would hone yuh. She loved the dromedary, And the docllo cnsfowary, 4ad the foat hers nf thoeuiu she bod stuck In her chiffonier. She hnd studied evolution, And arrived at the polullon Bow lonif our first appeudufro was; of course I didn't ask her. But slip said that she'd resolved from What f. ie knew, that I evolved from A earrot-halrcd chimpanzee sho had seen In Madagascar. She could scan phllnclnn meter And shu knew each Ilomiin prictor, And surprised mo when she told t lio way tuo empire came t<> fall. Tno Huns Bnonhod In the forum, And thr llomi.ns tried to floor 'em tat they Roth 'ornsclvcs In trouble and, of course, got whipped, hy Gaul. —Foss Up to Date. ADRIENNE. The old marquis do St. Roche hnd •tirvlved royalty in Franco without being disturbod in tha possession of his estates. His peasants spared him, not merely because ho hail always been a kind master, but because they considered him so unfortunate that they Would do nothing to increase his mis- cry. The marquise, whom ho had passionately loved, had long been dead; a beautiful daughter who hud accompanied the marquis to the court in Paris never returned home, having- died suddenly in the capital. Tho ma rqn is' only son, the very ideal of youthful chivalry, wedded" a young lady of noble birth, to whom the marquis soon transferred all the warm love of his bereaved heart. Tho young couple spent a part of ttie year in Paris, and the older peasants well remembered the joy in the chateau when the daughter-in-law brought home to its lord ii rosy little grandchild. After that timu the young marquise never left St. Roche, but devoted herself to her child and the poor — there was not ' 8 villager to whom she had not rendered some kindness. Happy herself shu desired to soo others huppy. Adrioune was 4 years old when a boy, an heir to the estate, was born; but. a few days after, the young mother, with her son in her arms, was laid to rest in the marble vault of the eastlo chapel. Soon her statue gleamed tlioro in its white beauty. Tea roses and snowy hyacinths surrounded it with their fragrance. The young marquis often stood gazing at it with despairing eyes ana on the anniversary of her death the handsome, vigorous heir to St. Roche was brought home with a bullet in his breast. An accident had happened to Aim while hunting. He was buried by ithe side of his beloved wife. The old marquis was sorely stricken 'by those blows — ho forgot to smile — •but lie remained oroct and strong. Ho loved little Adrienne with passionate -devotion, and the child clung Uust- ingly to her grandfather. HH taught tho little one, read fables with her. •and as she grew to maidenhood instructed her in the history of France, the songs of the troubadours, and re•cited the Cid and Phodro. Adriunne livod in a beautiful, sunny dream world. Sh« listened with glowing cheoks when her grandfather related the heroic deeds of the nobles of his day, and heard with quickened breathing the war-like songs sung by the youths hurrying to Napoleon's standard, the rumors of victorious battles, and spite of her aristocratic lineage her heart rejoiced at the tidings from the lirst consul, who was making beautiful France so great, so famous. Even Paul, the son of the dead count do la Vallo, followed this man's victorious banner— Paul, the owner of La Chesno, the linest chateau in the neighborhood, and when, a youth of 1$, ho had set out to join Iho army he had whispered to tint child of 10: "Don't f"v»ot mo, Adrionnej I will return." Ho had returned two years since — Adrioune was 10— and he had told her that ho must go back to his groat commander, but would soon come homo to his Adrienne— presumptuous Paul, to two that word— and li'vo with her in splendor and happiness, pleasure and lovo; mid then ho kissed the girl's golden hair— only her hair. "Do not forget mo. I will write to you often before 1 return, my sweet one," The battle of Marengo was over. It was rumored that Paul had been promoted to the rank of major and accomplished marvels of^daring. Tho marquis do St. liooho retained nil the relinod elegance of the ancient nobility of Franco; never, even in tho seclusion of lii.s chateau, did he permit himself tho slightest carelessness in dross; ho was always clad as if ho expected guests or an immediate summons from tho king. Ho was u stately man, with clear-cut features that betokened a resolute will; good because he believed it plebeian to do wrong; firm as steel where his principles were involved, obstinate and proud of his noble blood, for God had ordained nobility us he gave kings a divine right to their crowns. While walking in tho park the marquis noticed a peasant lad holding a dainty little note in his hand, hovering about tho chateau. "Where are you going, my boy?" "To Mile. A'ndrieime. The note is for tho young lady." Who could the writer bo? Tho marquis was startled, but, like a true nobleman, ho was mindful of tho obligations of courtesy, oven in intercourse with his nearest relatives, and said: «'Mlle. Adrieuno is in the room opening from this terrace." what the contents of the note could ire. Adrienne was sitting alone in the Magnificently furnished" room, dreaming and wailing for her grandfather. On the table lay the books they were to read' together that day. Hark! That was not the marquis' step. '•Mile. Adrienne, a note—a note from the young count Do la Valle. He Is at La Chesnel" The boy darted of?, and Adrienne stood trembling, holding the little note in her hand; her hciirt was throbbing so violently that she could not open the envelope. There, her grandfather was coming. Adrienne involuntarily taut her hand behind hnr. The old man looked so grave and sat down by the table without removing his hat or coat. What troubled the marquis? Adrienne had started up. Noxv she was standing before him; her fair locks floated over her shoulders; her soft white dress revealed the outlines of her slender figure; two white roses : from the chapel, which she daily visited, were fastened on her breast. The note fairly scorched her hand. No, her grandfather must know everything; she would have no secrets from him. "Grandfather." she began timidly, "I have a note; J must tell you about it—please don't say anything, grandfather—only listen to me. I will conceal nothing from you. and then we'll read th« note together." The story of her young lovo Was pathetically simple. Her grandfather listened, then he kissed Adrienne more tenderly than ho had ever done before and remained lost in thought. He sat reflecting long after Adrienne had hurried out into the sunny park to show the ancient lindens over and over again the dainty billet: "I am coming to my Adrienne. Your Paul!" So brief and so full of meaning. ****** "Monsieur le Marquis, I am a suitor for the hand of your granddaughter, Adrienno St. Roclie." . "Paul de la Valle, I must refuse you Adrienne's hand." "Impossible, Monsieur le Marquis! What objection can you find to me?" "To you. the Siotir de la ValleP Nothing! You are rich, of ancient and stainless name; you servo France— though the garb of modern France"— the old man glanced at the glittering uniform—"has changed." "Well then—Monsieur le Marquis?" "Paul, Adrienue is not my granddaughter; she is net a St. Roche. "Indeed. Monsieur lo Marquis! Well, I am sorry for the house of St. Roche, for you, for Adrienne, and for mysolf, if in the future you will not love us and forbid us to call you grandfather. For the rest, I am a nobleman by birth, a' soldier by choice, and servo France from lovo for my native land. I love Adrionne, not her name, and mv wife need be nothing save my wife, tho countess do la Valle. " ' tor rnahly strength. ; On. to win fa ante and fame! As a French colonel 1 will clasp my Adrienne la my heart.'" "Poof Cesini! he fell a captain oil the field of Marengo." murmured fttnl. The marquis seenied petrified. That Heienei could have thus deceivtfd nira— secretly wedded ft musician. C'esini, his servant! As such he had 1 always regarded Sig. Cesini. Jurying his face in his hands he longed for tears, "Now ( Monsieur le Marquis, ton know all. and now let tfs go to AtlH* enne. What must the dear girl-think of our absence?" Thus Paul interrupted his reveriei "Would you wed Cesini's chlltip"; "Marquis de St. Roche, I have bat one plighted troth, one love; both are Adrienne's, Besides, Cesini fell an officer on the battle-field; he ii t-otir equal and my superior, for I still have a life to lose for France." cried Paul. "A Cesini can not bo uiy granddaughter." "But she will be my wife. To St. Roche, I beg! Adrienne shall come with mo to my chateau this Very day. I will force my betrothed bride on no one." The marquis and Paul silently entered the carriage and drove to St. Roche without exchanging a word. As the equiuasrc turned in-to the bro'ad nvenuo leaaiug^to tne cnateau they saw Adrieune sitting on tlie terrace, her sweet face wearing a most wistful expression as she gazed into the distance. "Paul," the marquis began, his breathing heavy and belabored, "say nothing to Adrienne about Cesini and Heiene. I will keep silence, too." "Marquis de St. Roche." replied Paul, "Helene's grave, in Paris, thirsts for a daughter's tears, and Cesini's shades haunts the plain of Marengo. I can not rob my comrade of my wife's remembrance." "Paul, make* my granddaughter happy.. There she comes." "Adrieune, love! 1 ' Tiie young count was already clasping her 'in his arms. "Grandfather, give us yotir blessing."— Springfield (Mass.) Republican, from the German of Clara Schrieber. Economy In Buying Shoes. "faft" in the there is in the villa-re «f Catskill ft Rip Van Winkle Clul>. This society did m*( thft honor to invite me to act tho character in their iinvn. I accepted, and when 1 u-rived was met by the worthy president, and oilier members of the club, .flfititng whom Was youttg JS'ichoi:is Vt-dder, who claimed to" be a lineal descendant of the original "old Nick." Emulating the spirit of evolution, the Citizens had turned the skat- mg-rink into a theater, and a very respectable * looking establishment it made* though in its transition state the tuarks of rollers did "cling to it still." I Was taking a cup of tea at the table in the hotel when I was attracted to the colored waiter* who was giving a graphic add detailed account of this legend of the Catskill Mountains to one of the boarders who sat nearly op* posite to me. "Yes, sah,"he continued; "Rip went Op into de mountains, slep' for twenty years, and when he come back hvar in dis berry town his own folks d'id n't know him." "Why," said his listener, "yon don't believe the story 's trneP" "Truef 1 Ob course it is. Why," pointing at me, "dat 's de man." The town was filled with farmers and their wives who had come from far and near to see the opening of the new theater, and also, I think I may say, to see for the lirst time the story which Washington Irving had laid almost at their very doors. As I drove to the theater the rain came clown in torrents, the thunder rolled and the lightning played around tho peaks of the distant mountains under the very shadow of which I was to i act the play. It gave me a verv strange sensation. When I got to the theater I could scarcely get-in. the crowd was mildly When l say tnat he has donfc with this sort of amusement fot all time. . The» !s : in truth, n tight way and a wrong way in the handling of n ftasp. The safest season for experiment is fa September. T"u are now certain to find four wasps in titimbers upon the golden-rods. Creep up slyly, hold yotir open palm within a foot of the insect* and murmur to your inmost self the following brief sentiment, • 'Policies! Polities I bifrons I proponito faciemF and wait nntil the insect turns towards you, which it is more or less certain to do: then with a quick clutch srasp yotir prize, it is not necessary td holrt yotir breath or wet your fingers, as is commonly supposed! the above classic charm will work quite ns well without. After holding the insect in the hollow of your hand for a momem,take him boldly between your fingers, roll him, squeeze him.aud twirl him «s you will; no amount of abuse will induce him to sting. Perfect faith in the above will enable any one to handle a wasp with impunity. P.S.—I almost forgot to mention that it is always safest to experiment wTth white-faced wasps, as these are drones, &M\ have 110 sting. — William Hamflto* Gibson, iit Harper's Young People, CHINESE PHYSICIANS. They Are Paid by Cnntrncl to Keep Their r.Ulpnt* \VelL f HE PAY 6fr JU66MIMf» There are about one dozen Chinese doctors in this city, says a New York paper. Thev do It is in tho purchase that judgment m.ust be displayed, as well as at later stages of the life of the shoe. A sensible person naturally wants a sensible shoe; but on entering a shoo store he finds himself confronted by shoes running all the way from say $1 or less to $12 or $15. The purchaser, whether man or woman (for the interests of the sexes are identical), will be wise not to buy from either end of the list. It is very often a temptation, especially for a poor woman desiring*to obtain shoes for her child, for instance, or needing something "just to wear around the house" at her work, to feel ~ ,.,j ,.,. u , n,o that some of the-cheapest which are I should like to ! offered.will "do just as w.ell" for that receive Adriehno's consent in your I service. They look almost as well as presence, Monsieur lo Marquis. Shall those which cost twice as much; tho difference in price is a matter of im- so ^reat about the door—countrymen trying to get into the ticket ollice instead of the proper entrance, and anxious and incredulous old ladies endeavoring to squeeze past the door-keeper but refusing to give up their tickets. The rush over, the pluy began. The audience was intent on "the scene as it progressed and seemed anxious not to lose a word. During the scene in the last act wher.e Rip inquires of the inn- Irmmat* * 'Tc fliia flin i>il)nm. nf 1?.il1i...» we seek her?" "Stay, Paul; do not be overlmsty. I do not know who Adrienue is; how can I betroth her to you? When-my daughter-in-law, Blanche de St. Roche, died, her last words to me were: 'Father—Adrienne—love her. Sho is not mine—not Rene's child—ask Ces- ini.' Death interrupted her words. My Hone would tell me nothing more. 'Blanche is an angel; love Adrionne,' was all I learned from him." "Cesini! Did you know Cesiui?" asked the major. "Once I did. Ho was a musician, and instructed Rene in violin playing. When I spent a year with my children in Paris Cesini left us. I have heard nothing from him, and all my inquiries were full lo." "But I closed his eyes in death,Monsieur lo Marquis. Cesini foil in the front ranks of the army at the battle of Marongo as an officer of the republic. 'Comrade,' he groaned, 'I have attained nothing—this portfolio—Haleuo —Blanche—' and died." "Ileleno, ho said 'HeloneP Where is tho portfolio?" gasped the marquis. "At my chateau. I haven't opened it. Wo forget curiosity in times of war. But, my dear marquis, let us go to Adrienno." "My friend, I must drive to La Chosne. Don't oppose mo—I must see clearly. Why did Cesiui say HeloneP" The old nobleman was feverishly excited. "Quick, my carriage—four horses! Come, Paul!" The marquis 1 emotion had affected Paul also. The spirited steeds swiftly convoyed tho two men, representatives of the old and tho new limes, to tho family sent of the La Valles. "Tho portfolio—no, Paul, nothing— no food, no drink—tho portfolio!" cried ihe marquis. "There it is." Paul unlocked a drawer of his writing table, took out the worn case, and opened it. It contained the 'certificate of tho birth of Cesini, son of the violin player, Cesiui of Corsica, and the marriagei certificate of the musician Cesini and Mine. Holene, daughter of the marquis do St. Uoche. "Go on, go on!" shrieked the old man. "Go on. Is that all?" "There is only this shoot of paper; "•I loved Holene and sho returned my love. Wo droaded the anger of her father and Uono, a priest from my native island, married us secretly in Paris. I had undisputed admittance lo Heiene, whom I taught to play on the violin, as well as Rene. Heiene grow paler and paler. One night she was attacked by illness. No one was allowed to watch beside her bed except Blanche, my young wife's friend, I called a physician whom I could trust, a Corslcan like mysolf. Adrienno was born and Holene "died. What a night of horror! Blanche, overwhelmed by grief and terror, gave birth to a dead child. Sho was a heroine. She whispered a few words to mo and to Rene. I buried the littlo one, and then, pursued by tho furies of despair, Hod to tho army and became a soldier, to vanish, to die. Never since then have 1 soon a St. Roche; never have I known one hour of happiness. Adri- euuo, my child, child of my Holeue, never shall I embrace yuuP" Paul, deeply moved, was silent. •'Uo on, go on." groaned tho marquis. "Read, I wish to know all," '"A now genius rules in France. Hie little Corsioau, with his fiery boy.ran up. the step. The nmr-,'«irit,",Vacwmpmhh,g marvels! WUu woudonujr Goifs assistance there are still eoal o.uia continued his walk. are still goals price is a portanco to her. Just hero she should pause to consider that t!ie cost of any article is measured, not by the abstract sum, but by what it represents of value or service. Here is a pair of shoos, for instance, which cost but $1.50, and they look pretty well. There is a pair which costs $3.25, and they do not look much better at a casual glance. She stands at a little distance and looks at them. That 117 per cent, difference in price affects her vision. "I don't suppose these will last quite so long," sho half admits; "but I don't think any one would notice the difference." Perhaps not at the moment; but if the good woman will look more closely herself, guided by tho skill of an expert, she will see that tho finish of tho cheaper shoes is artificial; that tin texture of the leather is coarse; that it is roughly put together by indifferent machinery; that the leather, instead of being thin, linn of grain, yet soft, E romising long wear and an' easy fit, i really a heavy leather, split, dressed and polished, to tako the place of a first-class, reliable nrl.clo, which would have cost several times as much. Here, then, is why the cheaper shoes are not worth even" tho fractional price which they cost. With care they'may wear for live or six weeks; but they cannot be kept "looking presentable" for half that time. Tho dearer shoos \yill wear as many mouths, and with a littlo care they will look well till they . are worn out.— Good Housekeeping. A, Royal Baptism. The grim father was wild with delight when the prince was born. True, ho had daughters—Elizabeth and Mary; but this was n son, a veritable heir to his throne! On such an occasion it was impossible to do too much, and accordingly, the chistouing was celebrated with unusual splendor. Magnificent carpets, with hangings of rod silk and cloth of gold,decked tho rooms through which tho procession was to pass, A fire-pan full of coals, "with a goode perfume," was provided to keep the baby warm; tho christening vessels wore of solid silver, and all persons concerned in tho ceremony wore ablazo with jewels. Then there was a grand procession to tlie chapel whore the service was held,—first came the attendant noblemen and servants,bearing each a torch or taper; noxt. Princess Klizabeth, afterward "Good Queen Boss," herself so young that sho was carried in arms; then, borne under a canopy, the baby- prince, with a train many times louirer than his body; then tho Pnucoss Mary, who was to be godmother; then more attendants, more tapers, and at last the procession reached tho chapel, and the baby was duly christened. His name and titles were proclaimed, splendid gifts wore presented, a Te Damn was sung, refreshments were passed—the young princesses being treated lo spiced wafers and wine; uud finally, with a tremendous blare of trumpets to conclude tho ceremony, the child was carried back to its mother. King Henry drew up with his own hand a list of rules "for tho best care and management"—as ho wrote it— of tho hollo roalmcs most preoyouse joy olio {jewel], the Prince's Grace." No strangers were to visit hin\ without special order (which was seldom granted); and no visitor must touch the prince except to kiss his hand.—Si. Nicliolus. keeper. "Is this the village of Fallin Water?" I altered the text and sub" stituted the correct-name, "Is this the village of Catskill?" The crowded house almost held its breath. The name of the village seemed to bring Hie scone homo tp every man, woman, and child that was looking at it. From this time on the interest was at its full tension. Surely I had never seen an audience so struck with the play before. There was a reception held at the club after the play. 'and the worthy president in introducing me to the company was so nervous that he announced me as "Mr. Washington Irving." — Joseph Jefferson, in the lury. not hang out thoir signs, but are kept busy going about calling . on their patients, or customers, as they ' are usually healthy people. These doctors are employed on exactly the same plan as they were when practicing in the Flowery Kingdom, and Chinamen generally denounce the American plan of engaging.* physician. Instead of sending for the doctor when a Chinaman becomes sick and paying him for his visits, he makes a contract when he's in good health with the medical man to be kept in good health for a certain pe- How to Talk Well. Learn to listen well, and very soon you will find yourself speaking the word in season and surprising yourself, as well as others, by the quickness with which your thoughts will be well expressed. Read the words of great writers, think them over and conclude in what way you differ from them. The woman who talks well must have opinions—decided ones—but she must have them well in hand, as nothing is so disagreeable as an aggressive talker. Say what you have to'say pleasantly au:l sweetly; remember always that the best thing in life, dear, sweet love, has often been won by that delightful thing—"a low voice." Do not be too critical; remember that every blow given another woman is a boomerang which will return and hit you with double force. Take this into consideration—it is never worth while making a malicious remark, no matter how clever it may be. Worth what while? Worth my dear girl, the while here, which is, after all, so short, and the while hereafter,whicl is after all so long and sweet. Ii seems to me that when you and I stand before tho good God, it will bo tho littlo gossip, the petty talks about others, of which we will be most ashamed. Never forget that mere idle talk is quite as bad as gossip, for nobody is gaining any good from it, and as no vacuum exists in Nature, none can in every-day life. Not to be a good talker, my dear girl, not to bo ah interesting woman, quick in your sympathy and ready always to give the word of gladness to those in joy, or speak your tender thought to one who is in a'ffli tion, is to be that most unpleasant of people—an iinfeininino woman— Ruth Ashmore, in Ladies' Home Journal. riod at a stated figure. As soon as the doctor makes a contract he begins work. ^very day ho makes a hasty call on his patient and examines him briefly. If it should be be discovered that the patient, had been "seeing the elephant" on Mott street the previous night the doctor woultl deliver a lecture on his chai'ge for being so foolish and leave him some medicine to reduce the size of his head. Should there be nothing at all the matter the doctor hurries away to his next patient, for he has a great many to see in a day. The average contract price is about "Gen- $35 a year, which the doctor receives, providing the patient keeps well during the entire time. If the patient should happen to be laid up from any cause, 10 cents would be deducted from the $35 for every dav he was not able to go out of the house". This method has been in use in China for hundreds of years and has been found to work very well. There is less sickness, and even if the sufferer is rich it is to tho doctor's advantage to euro him as soon as possible and not linger as some doctors in this city have been known to do. A Chinaman will not employ an American doctor if he can possibly help it, because it is believed that the sickness will last twice aa long under his treatment. The Chinese doctor does not have to visit every patient every day,' but he generally does if he can possibly get around. The usual way is to make a contract with all the occupants of a house or laundry for say $150 a year. In China the doctor contracts to take care of an entire family, but there are very few Chinese families here. How to Handle a Wasp. "What nerve you must have!" said a companion stroller to mo recently as I caught in my hand one after another of the common brown wasp and twirled them in my lingers. "What nerve! for 1 know, of course, that they must all liavo slung you. only you won't admit it. Could* 1 do il?' ; he continued, in reply to my question, "Why, of course 1 could do it, only I um not such a fool!" In vain I assured him that the insects woro harmless, in vain urged him to clutch a small swarm which crawled upon the fence close by. But prejudice is a difficult obstacle, especially in matters of this kind, and I wad obliged to caress my wasps uloue. "It is all in tho way you do it," I observed, as I picked up two at once from the summit of a golden-rod, and rolled them into one waspy jumble between my lingers, and tlieu let them loose upon th« wing, none the_ worse bodily,even though somewhat richer in experience. At length, after much persuasion, my friend's credulity was overcome to tho point of trial, and he grasped his wasp with true heroism, holding his breath meanwhile, and bringing all his hypnotic power, ns he said, to bear upon the victim, and to this alone he attributed his escape from tlie insect's sting; for he handled it .without tiie slightest harm. "You are right," hesaidj "U is all in tho way you do it." But his uext essay was not so con- «inouou0 a success, and J express it but; What "Burgoo" Is. "Burgoo," explained Colonel James Orr, of Covington, "is one of the oldest Kentucky dishes we have. No one knows who first made 'burgoo,' nor does an} 1 one know where or how it got its queer name. 'Burgoo 1 is an out-of- doors creation, and pots of 'burgoo' have simmered over a hot fire in the sun at every big political gathering in the state since Henry Clay was a boy. and years before that, too. It is not only an extremely palatable dish, if you can call it that, but ib's very nourishing. -Burgoo' is a cross between a stow and a soup. It is always made in the open air. The 'burgoo 1 the Blades of Grass ate to-day was very rich. How was it made? Well, I took a big cauldron, put some red pepper pods hi the botlom, added some potatoes, tomatoes and corn; then put in half a do/en prairie chickens, as many more tender 'yellow logs,' and a couple of dozen soft-sholl crabs. I'd have added some young squirrels, but they could not be obtained. When everything is in readiness there is enough water put into the cauldron to just make the contents float. Then it is put on the lire. It must bo allowed to simmer slowly for six hours, and must be stirred constantly with a hickory stick. A hickory stick is best and is always used, but another might do as well. When it is nearly done it may be flavored to suit tho taste. It is 'done' when the meats are thoroughly shredded, not before. When it is done—Um!" and Colonel Orr's eyes sparkled at the prospect.— Cincinnati Commercial-Gor evtte. A Wonderful Well There is a wonderful well down near Del Norte. The force of the water brings up from tho depths an occasional lump of native silver or a gold nu^'et Local scientists claim that at a °reat depth and under enormous pressure. ,ho water is washing away a ledge of rock, whose softer parts go into c solu- ;ion and give the water* its mineral qualities, but whose gold and silver not being dissolved, are brought tt> the turfacQ in a metallic state. A large collie dog recently saved § ?irl's life in London by seizing her dress and swinging her aside just as he was about to be run down by a * The Rev. J. S, Vaiighan the Dublin JbMtoo* curious in religion. His theory is that stir rection of the body solves th<5 1 toW" blew of the final destiny of the eartH* and he bases it on "the teaching 8f sound theologians" atid the "acdepwrd truths of science." In brief, it is thftt when the archangel sounds the l&Bt truhip and summons th<$ dead to arise from their graves atid come to judg* ment the whole of this planet Will vanish with then! for their bodies Will comprise all the matter of which it tt composed, This hovel position is based on stalls* tics and science and is defended with tht exactness of mathematical daloll* latiotis. He notes the tendency 61 science to reduce substances hereto* fore rewarded as elementary, and argtlei that in the end only one universal elemental substance will bo recognized. Next he refers to "the scientific fact that the absolute amount of matter, or, in other words, the sum total of all that exists in tlie material universe,, ill ever a constant quantity." Nothing new, he argues, is created except human souls, and they are pub in "earthlv tabernacles kneaded together from existing matter" and subject to the laws of matter. He makes these remarkable deductions from the facts already givea. The weight of the earth is 6,000,000,000,000.000,000,000 tons. The population of the earth in the year 6000 will be 320,000,000,000,000,000. Unless every one of these people returned his body to the earth, he remarks, "there would be steady and inconvenient,^ diminution of its bulk." As the dead multiply the entirety of existing matter will" be absorbed by their bodies. Hence the conclusion that tho earth must disappear with the dead. "When every soul of man that has ever lived, from" Adam to tlie final crack of doom, has claimed his body," says Mr. Vaughau. "will there be anything at all left of the present littlo orb on which we dwell?' 1 His answer is that nothing— absolutely nothing— will remain. Mr. Vaughau thinks he can. even compute the day of judgment. It will come, he says, "when so many persons shall have lived from the beginning that, on reclaiming their bodies, the whole substance of tho earth will bo utilized in meeting the demand." A Spfcrrow On a Spree. In tho yard of a Soranton bird student a pair of English sparrows began last spring to get ready to go to house-keeping. They took up their abode in a little box that was fastened to ths top of a pole. Other sparrows undertook to occupy the box, but the pugnacious first comers soon drove them away, and from that time on tho plucky pair fixed up their household and got everything in readiness to raise a family without bemg disturbod by their apparently envioua neighbors. When the industrious birds wore nearly ready to settle down to a quiet married life, an accident happened that caused ajfow b* ' twcen tho pair. One day before tho female" had begun to sit, her husb'and flitted away and was gone a good deal longer than usual. During his absence the femalo busied herself by flying froin the nest to tho yard and back, adding finishing touches to her household and sprucing things up inside of the box. By and by Mr. Sparrow returned, but he didn't look as neat and natty as he did when ho sailed away. In some way he had lost all of his tail feathers while he was gone, and his wife wouldn't have anything to do with him or let him enter tho' house. He seemed to try to explain matters to her, but sho wouldn't listen to him at all, chirped at him spitefully, and fought him, whenever ho attempted to approach her. Tho student know that tho bobtailed bird was tho rightful husbat^ by a peculiar mark on his head, and lw «~ etched the result of tho family trouble >,.th deep interest. For two days the unhappy husband coaxed and begged his wife to treat him as sho hud formerly done, but his pleadings made her all tho more determined to get rid of him for good. All at onoo the bobtailed sparrow disappeared, and has never boon seen around there since. The female continued to occupy the box, and inside of throe days she got another husband, set up housekeeping tmew, and in duo time hatch- ud out u nest full of little ones.— N. Y. Sun. Pluto's Safely Valvo. Two and a half miles south of tho little Mexican village of Las Hummottas in western Arizona, in a low, sandy valley, flunked by tall mountains, thoro is a hole about throo foot in diameter and of unknown'' depth, from which a dense cloud of smoke and steam is constantly arising. For 100 feet on each side of tho hole tho ground is moist and heated. Writer collected in the holes which has been dog in this moist ground has tho tendency to make ono very wakeful, besides giving the face, hands, and feet a paralytic numbness. Every evening at 7 o'clock large volumes of sund are shot from tho hole, preceded by a roar that can bo heard for miles. *3a The Art o reiving Wisely. The secret of success in gift-givins is not in the expending of i „**.«»%„„,? but in expending of large sums, ,-i,i i '~$ tilou £'it upon each gift ivitled. Everything is* usua ll y sue' ™F°P°«fon to the amount of ,'ht that has been put into it 1 or the making of a simple g ft If you are cramped for money do not mk you need to spend much Ohnstmas gifts. The thought for shown vor oo verso, or a pen-and-ink sketch, give as genuine pleasure and delivered, do not refer - ood A New OhHstiuma Qaine. Tho new Christma'

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