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THEJJPPJSR DESMOINES, AJLGONA. 10^ A, WEDNESDAY, APRIL A CHANGE ACQUAINTANCE. Tohavo met but once, Imt once, And swept forever apart Oh tho world'rt dark lido that rashes on And sunders many a heart! TO have looked on ovcs llko yours, To have toucho-1 such a roao leaf band And novor, never again to meet, Hat in Memory's droarny landl Oncb In tho lonely dark It Stabbed mo through and through, tho sudden thought of your sweet young face; And onco, oro tho early dew Was dry on tho springing (trass, And tho morning wind, blow free, I almost mot you bcnonth tho firs, Whcro tho path turns down to tho sea, And your smiling shadow lives In tho chambers of my brain, Wltoro my spirit wanders, a homeless ghost, ' Booking your faco again; And if yon bo living yot, Or whore, I cannot know, But my sprit clings in a bootless dream To our mooting long ago., —M. Falconer in Chambers' Journal. mem boring Snow-white's enjoyment of the dainty. "Will you not fry some today? It is nice.*' And so she would go through the day with a lighter step and a heavier purse than, of ycjre. But it was Babette who always toolc care of Snow-white when Felice wns away. Babd.te •wjuft a blanchisseuse, and was always washing* washing, washing In tho big tubs down in the court. So when Snow-white was old enough and "Stuely, surely," answered J»ierreJ is good." . "Will you not take' your violin, Sieur Afitoine, and tell me how the snow looks?" said Snow-white, And Sieur Antoirie played. Those who knew felt the inaudible falling of the flakes, thicker and thicker, but gently as the drawing of a shroud. Sieur Antoine kept his eyes iipon the little face, and he saw her waiting 1 , listening. Suddenly a twang of the strings and the PIERRE'S FOUNDLING, It was Pierre who first called her that, and Pierre was a croolo, and Felice, Ids Jyifo, was a creole, and so they both laid, "Snow wide," but then they meant '*'Snow white," and everybody called hor ihat. And very whito sho did look to Pierre that morning in the early spring, hiany years ago now, whon ho found her tying on the doorstep, a fleecy whito ihawl all around her, and only her little, round, baby blue eyes showing out of tho whiteness. i "Seo what tho good God has sent mo, Pelico," said Pierro, taking tho littlo, »oft, whito bundle in his big, brown hands and carrying ib in to his wife, "a tittle enow whito baby." , i And Fclico turned back tho shawl from tho baby's head, and there, pinned to hor little dross, was a card, and aa J?lerro bent down to soo ho read, "For Pierre and Felice." 1 "Did I not say, Felice," ho cried. "Seo, it ia for us—tho good God has sent it." I When Felice bent down to kiss tho h>sy lips that cooed nnd smiled up nt lier she smelt tho perfume on tho little baby's clothes, and then sho thought of tho sweet, pale, gontlo lady whoso hair jrtie had dressed a fow nights before, and pf the tall, dark man whom tho lady had not called her husband, but her "friend." But she did not tell Pierre all this. |Wliat sho did tell him was that thoy Would take their now treasure and show <t to tho priest, and Pierre—good, simple hearted Pierro—went along very close beside Felice, wishing mightily that ho could take the littlo whito, soft bundle (n his own arms. And Pore Martin, when ho looked into the littlo baby's eyes, remembered tho plight, graceful woman who had knelt »o long ut vespers tho evening before, tmd tho sweet, gentle voice in which, ivhen tho service was over, she hud Questioned him about tho coiffouso, 1 Felice, and Pierro, her husband, who f ivod in a room in tho crumbling gray ' louso beyond the church. He remem- • bered also that.: tho hand that dropped • Into his the heavy purse of gold, telling ; him it was to bo given to this sumo Felice ttnd Pierro, if thoy should need it, had rno ling upon tho third finger, und Pore Martin sighed as ho looked into the i baby's faco and murmured, "Another 1 lamb into tho fold." But he, too, did i pot speak of what ho remembered. In- Bteacl, ho told them ho would himself go • with them to tho offlca of the old notaire on tho corner and that all would bo ar• (ranged, and that tho noxt day after • taass thoy might bring tho child to bo Christened, And so they did nnd gave hor tho •homo of Snow-white. No other nnmo Would have suited hor half so well. Bnow whito sho was whon thoy found tier, und snow whito Folico always tried • to hoop hor. She was novor too busy to but u, fow dainty tucks in baby's little Whito slip, or to wash hor face or to curl her golden locks. And Pierre never . tamo up stairs without stopping to wash his hands at tho big tub down in the eourt so that ho might not soil the baby's dress whou ho took her in his arms, and ' 'When ho kissed her ho always looked to »eo that ho had not loft tho impress of his lips on hers. It was marvelous to • jeo what a change tho baby's coining made in tho livos of the two, Pierre and ipelice. Somehow Piorre'o step grow -tighter and his laugh grow cheerier. '•Bis fellow-workers noticed it down at :t»>« Ww warehouse where ho hauled cot£.,11 the dray, turning and pulling the *les with his sharp hook. "Oh, I must not bo so rough," he said to them, "sinco there is now a little ono t may disturb with my big stepping." And Felico's songs were gayer as she tripped about at her tidy housework, ind her fingers were defter as sho did hoi- Mr dressing, and her coiffures were Wore elaborate and graceful than ever before, I "It makes a difference, is it not so, toadume?" sho said ns she was dressing the hair of a fond young mother, who pat tho whilo gently swinging tho cradle \>t her first born; "it makes a difference that there is now a littlo heart for your big one to hold. I know. It is all thauged with mo, now that tho good Bod has sent us a littlo ono. It does not the days grow mild Babctteuvould take twist of hia bow sent out as on the crisp her shawl, and spreading ic?nit on the air the jingle of sleigh bellsf the sound warm bricks that paved the court put of merry voices, and the child's face was the baby upon it, shading her little face glad. But Sieur Antoine had forgotten) from the sun by one of Pierre's big straw 'with the sounds of gladness there came KB±B honir nrutti a ntip.k Thft baliv irrnw always for him the after note of sorrow, nnd ho played on and on in the minor chords till the tears stood in the little one's eyes, and Felice put out her hand to stay him. All during the night that followed there sounded in Snow-white's dreams the merry "snow music" and then the sorrow that came after it. "Will it be like that—and that?" she asked herself. While it was yet dark she heard below in the street the muffled rumble of a cart, und the cartman was singing. What was it he said? As he came nearer she heard in the man's deep voice, "Wash Mo and I Shall Bo Whiter Than Snow." knew not what the words meant— could she? But over and over again Bho kept saving the wryi1s tn TiweKoiftiii morning brolco and daylight s'none between the curtains, pale and strange. Something, she knew not what, sent a to rove liaoette, with her broad, round face and her plump, white arms—grew to love the warm court where there was BO much sunlight, nnd always tho splashing of water and the flapping of snowy clothes on the lino. , Then there was Sieur Antoine, with his violin, whom Snow-white soon learned to love too. At first he would only pause when he met Felice or Pierre upon tho stair, and inquired in his sweet, gentle voice after the littlo one; but by and by he grew to stopping on his way up to his room to see the lady, all white and soft and clean, tucked away in her littlo bed. Sieur Antoine spoke but lit- tlo, but he played, oh, so beautifully, frit- ting away up stairs by himself. His violin talked for him, he would say. He was always sad nnd often hungry, Pierre Qcortt* Wft* in Hard I.nck. She was a bride. Her dress showed it, and she was a pretty one too. Her light silk dress fitted her perfectly, and her hat was tho acme of good taste. She snuggled up to him in the seat. "George, dear," whispered she, "now that we are married you won't object to auntie and sister and Cousin Flora a«d Brother Jack's family coming to see us once in a while, will you?" "No, pet." "And 1 may have seven of your eight dollars a week to shop with, mayn't I, George?" "Yes, love." "And you won't smoke cigarettes, George, dear, any more?" "Ho, sweet." "And you won't stay out later than 7 o'clock nights, will you, George?" "No, dear." "And we'll hire a flat and buy a lovely piano, won't we, George?" "Yes." And the solemn looking man in the forward seat muttered, "Poor George," and left the car.—Albany Argus. A Culture Medium for Bacteria. A new use has been found for the juice of the unripe cocoanut. This fluid, AN ASttEC SACRIFICE. One HonrlMe Soone of Many In Me*lco In the Days of the Montoznmns. Fifty-two years constituted the Azted cycle. To this cycle was added n complement of thirteen days, intended to make the solar and civil years agree. It was be; lieved that the world would come to an end on the lost night of n cycle, and that the gods, if merciful, Would light their fires on the distant mountains. If the world did not come to an end the Aztecs congratulated themselves that it would survive another cycle, niid the thirteen compliment- Iry days were passed with feasts, sacrifices and bacchanals. In the temple of Huitzilipochtli there was to be a gladiatorial combat, which was nothing less than a sacrifice. The six ministers of the ceremony Were nt hand. Topiltzin, the chief among them, clad in a crimson vestment, with a crown of varicolored feathers, was performing the duties that preceded a sacrifice to tbe god, and the others, with white robes bordered with bluck, their faces hideous with som- aer pigment and mouths painted white, assisted him, A crowd filled the stone walls of tbe temple to witness the spectacle, surging with Impatience about the temalcatl (or round, stone platform, eight feet high) where the combat was to take place. The victim, a prisoner of war, is brought In. Armed with only a short spear and to a most grateful and those suffering from; warrior fully armed. The flat nostrils of 10 fear of faii- i ing, Felice used sometimes send her up to Siour Antoine's room with a slice of bread or a bit of meat that ho might find it waiting for him on his table. It was Pero Martin himself who used to come for the littlo girl when she was old enough to run about, and carry her with him to the church nnd his own cozy littlo house with its vino clad porch and its garden of roses behind. Ho would pluck tho heavy headed buds that brushed her cheeks as she passed by them, and take her back homo with her apron full of flowers, or her two hands full of the yellow oranges that grow upon tho tree beside his window. "May I not give the Virgin ono?" tho child would say, ns she picked the finest flower of her bunch to lay at Mary's feet as they passed tho church. Thus among hor good friends grew nnd prospered tho little God given child of Pierre and Felice. cooling . __ o f w _^ fever. It is largely patronized, too, by ' the victim nro distended, his black eyes sailors, who seem to acquire more than j burn with desperation; his coarse, black their wonted thirst while in tropical wa-! halr straggled about his face, and his LEGEND OF A DUCHESS. The duchess sat by tho latticed pane, , jA And watched the world as It passed below, yk A Christmas urorld In its garb of snow; l? And her look was full of a fine disdain. She counted her presents one by one: The duke's great pearl with Its ruby set. The empress' splendid coronet, And a hundred more ere the tale was done. , Yet her heart was full of a minor strain; She longed for the skleo of a southern land, | For light ihd beauty on every hand, ] And the Christmas bells of her native Spain. She felt the breath of that warmer air, And saw the cathedral, old and gray, Where on festival days she was wont to pray, With a lace mantilla upon her hair. A quiver crept into her haughty mouth, Her breast heaved under the diamond clasp; Though she had more than a queen could ask, She pined mid the Ice for the south I the south I At length there entered a dainty page, A casket he bore from some mighty lord, Which should have hidden a Perl's hoard Of treasures held from another age. She lifted the lid In a listless way, Then her face was filled with a sudden tight, For there lay the roses red and white, Which hod bloomed tu Spain but the other day. Fairer she seemed than over before, Dancing that night at tho emperor's ball: But as for her jewels, she scorned them all; Her only gems were tho flowers she wore. — Reba Gregory Prelat In Galveston Kewa eagerly she peered across the room to the streak of light that showed. "Maman," she culled by and by very softly. But Folico was by her side in a moment. Sho said nothing, but pointed with ono hand toward the window. "Ach, Pierre, Pierre, the snow, the euowl" shoured Felice, in her excitement forgetting the littlo sufferer on the couch, who leant upon her elbow trying to see tho street below. "Did I not say?" said Pierre, springing to his feet. "Surely God is good." Together they lifted the little one's bed to tho window that she might see, and she, with full heart, could not speak for joy; only hor lips parted and her eyes overran with tears. Marta nnd Babetto were not long in coining to seo tho littlo one's joy, and Sieur Antoino too, only he did Hot tarry, but looked into the child's eyes and went away to Pore Martin. They came together by nnd by, shaking the white the monkey," as the process of absorbing I wel1 armed soldier it n • • _i *»_._..._ t •» t * __[ the liquid from a hole cut in one end of tho shell into which a priming of rum has been poured is termed, has been from time immemorial one of their much cherished recreations as soon as they could escape from their ship. The idea, however, of using the milk of the cocoanut as a culture medium for i bacteria is a new one. In investigations which have been made in Cuba during tho last two years this fluid was used very extensively, and it was found to bo a great convenience to have a sterile culture fluid always at hand, ready for use at a moment's notice.—New York Commercial Advertiser. At a word they fall to the fray. ,The spears clash and they fight like demons— the victim with the desperation of certain death, the soldier to uphold his valor among bis comrades. Suddenly, realizing how unequal the contest, and that his fate is scaled whatever the outcome of that battle, the prisoner throws away his shield and spear and Appearances in Business. "Always keep up a good front. If you are down in the world never show it by your appearance if you want to do busi- It- is an axiom of human nature people prefer to do business with to Felice; "is it so that you would havo mo liko it?' "By nnd by wo shall see, Petite," Felice would answer. But the sweot, warm, sunny weather cnmo and went. Thero were chilly days now nnd then; days whon Pierre would come home,shivering in his big overcoat; when Sieur Antoine's face would look paler nnd more pinched than ever; when ! Babotte wo^d lift tho tubs to her room, ,' and hung the cJothes on lines before tho ' fire; when the roses in Pere Murtin'a garden would be blighted with tho cold, but the snow never came. "How whito is tho snow, papa?" the child would ask, and Pierro wonld take a sample of cotton from the pocket of his blouse, and, tearing it into bits, scatter it in flakes about her hoad, "Whiter than that," ho would say, "but we shall see, Petite." "Whiter than this," Babetto would tell her, taking tho frothy suds from her tub and throwing it about the child's houd in tho nir, whence it fell in little water bits upon the pavement. "Whiter than these," Pero Martin would say, as ho lifted her to his broad shoulders and hold her aloft till her fuco v.'us bnrk-d in tho muss of orange blossoms above. I havo told you that Snow-white grew and prospered, nnd so sho did, only ore ! yet her eighth year was passed, when , tho winter came on Pero Martin felt the burden grow lighter us ho lifted tho ; child to his shoulder, and Sieur Antoino thought tho little footsteps wore less brisk us she mounted tho stairs to his room. ) "Our littlo one is not well," said Marta to Felice one day; "sho no longer likes the cundy; she no longer comes for her bit in the morning." And that night when Snow-white lay asleep in hor bod Felice knelt down bo- Bide her, and saw that the little faco had indeed grown paler, and tho little form thinner. "What if the good God should take again tho clald ho has lent us, Pierre?" she said despairingly, and together they knelt beside tho, child's oouoh and prayed. The next day the child could not rise; sho lay there growing weaker and weaker, and fading away like the roses in Pore Martin's garden, "Am I going to be a buby ngnin, mauiun?" sho would say sometimes. "I cannot walk, and you have always to lift mo." What a sad household it was when the little one's step was heard no more on tho stair and her voice sounded no more in tho hulls! As tho week passed on Felice's song was hushed, uud she went out but seldom, Pierre's comrades noticed tho poor fellow's sadness und pitied him. Babetto would leave her tubs for softly in the hall. "See, the snow has come, father," said Pierro, "and sho knew, the little one, without seeing it, that it was come. appearance, rather than with those who are behindhand." The above remarks are from a Broadway manufacturer who hns risen from poverty to nffluence, and heavily to the stone. In a trice the priests, with frenzied shouts and hair streaming about their demoniacal faces are upon tbe temalcatl, and have borne the dying man to n block of green jasper, on whose convex surface they throw him. This fcs the sacrificial stone, and Toplitzin, who now takes the name of tbe god to whom he sacrifices, opens tbe breast of his victim, tears out his beart and offers it, still palpitating, to the sun. Then the bleeding trophy is placed in tho hollow mouth of tbe idol Huitzilipochtli, and the lips of tho statue daubed with blood. Tho dead man is decapitated nnd bis bead deposited in the Tzompatli, an ossuary where the skulls of sacrificed prisoners of war are set into the walls. The soldier claims the body for his own, anil bears it away for the delectation of him- *v*i.w ».»»/ 1-iuui.i.J^ J.L>) V1-1141U J.U »> t*O millfM, I . . . ~ " * ™ u^*».»*tJ*U€*M f*J iVI IJJJU lidCUUil UiUll \JL 111 Tho little eyes were bent only on the o y - a , r ? worth Pitting in one's memory, self and his anthropophasical comrades. • __ -J . t ... ... " . Sfl.lfl IIA • ** PJ f\i*. tYin t»^r 1T/ini»c« n r»f\ <•»!•. n « T i fPli ,v A ..<-.-.,. .......... 1,. 4. \ i. 1 L _ window, where without the snow lay whito and soft o'er street and housetop far as the vision went, but the priest, kneeling down beside tho bed, took one little cold hand in his, saying: "Sho is very near to God now; he told her." "Tho snow has come," said tho child's voice. "I knew it would, God told me." Ayo, God told her, and drew her nearer and nearer to him, for with hoi- last breath the pule lips fultered out tho words she had not understood. "Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow." The snow was soon gone and with it tho littlo one, bub to tho wlu'te vault that bears her nr.mo come often Pierre and Felice, burdened with tho grief of their empty hearts. on tho street, but in her tray is found no longer the dainty bits for the "little o:ie." Alone iu the court Babotte still scrubs nnd scrubs, but now, us never of yore, tho tears run down her round cheeks and drop into her snowy suds. The roses bloom and wither in Said he: "Not many years ago when I was flat broke not one of iny customers ever knew it. I spent more money on them and generally gave out the idea of my success. Had I not done this, but appeared poor and shabby, I would have lost my trade. There is no knowing how far the appearance of prosperity goes. Magnificent offices, a busy place, the indication of wealth, all impress a man, and he prefers to do business with you if you have the semblance of success than with a seemingly poorer neighbor." —Clothier and Furnisher. liaUed Shavings for Dinner. A young domestic who is employed in a Wilson avenue family takes all things Mario still sells her candy } Ue ^ allv - .A- bou * dinner time she came -*.-•-••-. • - - J to her mistress the other evening and the fruit falls upon tho ground. Up stairs in his garret Sieur Antoine plays ever of the littlo snowflakes that glistened in his way of the spirit that is "whiter than snow."—Patience Oriel in Philadelphia Times. said: "Shall I put it into de ofeii?" "Put what into the oven?" "De bundle vot de shdore man sends." "I didn't order anything for dinner that needed to bo cooked in the oven," a sin K e . r tri es to do too much the effect wili said her mistress. "Bring it to me that be similar to a man who endeavors to walk is only able Out went the domestic and returned with a paper bag, upon the outside of Tbe Aztec uunals that come down to us nre glutted with scenes like this.—Detroit Free Press. Beach I UK for the High Notes. If nature lias endowed n singer with the power of producing high notes they will be sung spontaneously. Otherwise they will neither bo agreeable in quality or tone. All singers are not alike. Their voices are pitched in different registers. Some are pitched high, others low, and a great many medium. If a-singer, not naturally endowed with a'Jhigh register, attempts to sing beyond hjs'oy.her capacity by forcing tbe voice he oKsjiais in danger of injuring the voice. ArJ^bne possessed of a good voice may by.^s.tiiidy.' and culture produce higher notes "Chan they otherwise could hope to do, but no professor of music, no matter how eminent, ever created a voice where it did not previously exist. Great singers are born, not made. Many singers have temporarily strained their vojces by trying to do too much. If tlie voice is naturally high no matter whnf tbe pitch may be tlie singing will bo pleasant nnd agreeable to the ear. If, however, Extinguishing Incipient Fires. It is the opinion of experts that much of ,he money which is spent by factories, mills and stores on tbe introduction of >lpes and valves for fire extinction might be saved by the adoption of a much simpler and more efficient method. Both sulphur and ammonia are well adapted for extinguishing fire. Sulphur absorbs oxygen ./ and forms sulphuric acid, tho fumes ot^Jl which are much heavier than air. The? quantity required would be small, since seventy grammes of sulphur can make 100 ' cubic metres of air inimical to combustion. An effective sulphur extinguishing apparatus can be made of a large iron box of moderate depth and open at the top. It should be hinged nt one end or the side to a protected ceiling, and kept close thereto by a cord or wire connected with a wire or strap formed chiefly of cadmium fusible at 144 degs. Fahrenheit. Inside the box is placed a considerable quantity of cotton wadding, well saturated with powdered sulphur. On the heat of nn incipient fire melting the wire or strip the box drops a short distance; by n simple device tbe cotton wadding is ignited at the same moment, nnd u strong cloud of sulphurous acid gas is instantly evolved, which extinguishes tho fire by rendering tbe air unfit for combustion.—New York Commercial Advertiser. What Sho Mount. The language of the Irish "servant girl" sometimes requires interpretation before it becomes intelligible to tho average listener. Old words in new senses have something of the difficulty of a dead language. "What are me duties, if ye plaze, ma'am?" asked Bridget of her new mistress. /•: ^You'll bo expected to do all the cooking, the washing, some of the sweeping, and other things wbicb I will tell you as they come up," said tbo mistress. "And Thursday afternoons, when Mary is out, you will have to answer the bell and wait upon the table at dinner." "An 1 will yez stretch for yourselves or will I stretch for yer?" asked Bridget doubtfully. "What do you mean?" asked her mistress, who, after an explanation" which took some moments, discovered that her new cook meant to ask whether sho would bo required to pass the various dishes at dinner, or whether the family would serve themselves.—Youth's Companion. to make one. It will prove ruinous. Do not strain your voice, or you may lose it.- WIM. ii iiupwuag, upon wie outside of Signor Campanini in Ladles' Home Jour- which was printed certain directions to nal. Knrl.v I£lfc.tr!u I'licnotneim. An Englishman put on a pair place tho contents in the oven and warm thoroughly before using. The bag contained a good sized handful of "excel_ sior," and had evidently been used for of ' packing purposes and carelessly thrown Greeting by Smelling. The respectful greeting of Fiji Is to take and smell the hand of the superior without rubbing it. In the Gambia when thu men salute the women they put the woman's hand up to their noses and smell twice at the back of it. In tho Friendly islands noses are joined, adding the ceremony of woolen stockings over his silk ones on a * nto tlle basket by the grocer. The young cold winter day. At night he pulled the * a( * y "PP r ehended that it was some rare stockings off without separating them new delicacy, and the only wonder is - — and was astonished by the crackling * nafc sue didn't serve baked suavings to tak ing the hand of the person to whom noise and even the sparks of electricity thefamilyfordinner.-ClevelandLeader. " iviim " 0 "~ "'"* ""' -'-'- ! -~ «•..-««-which followed. When he drew tho silk — stockings out of the woolen ones the strange Wants electrical attraction was so manifest that They must have a strange herd of sheep in Now Zealand, where a settler announced that he wanted "an indus- Old Railroad Engineers. You will find many old time railroad engineers holdiijg the throttle of tho elevated dummies. After getting smashed np two or three times, experiencing hairbreadth escapes and having their nerves worn to a fine edge by tho constant strain and anxiety of guidingalocomotive'sdasbingcourse up hill and down, around curves and over bridges, they find tbe seat in nn elevated rtib n comparatively comfortable berth, something like a passionless and quiet old age after a stormy youth. There is little excitement in this latter life of theirs, nnd tbe short runs are extremely monotonous, but they are almost wholly free from the possibility of broken necks or crushed limbs.—New York Tribune. the stockings would incline toward one another when held more than a foot apart. It happened that tho silk stock- been related to the young lady who announced "that she could do all kinds of Hewing and embroidery except music." A western "ud." reads: "Wanted an energetic young man for a retail store partly out of doors, partly behind the counters." A contemporary asks wh"t will be the rrsult when the door is shut. —Providence Journal. (natter so much now that I must go up • hours to sit by tho dear one's bed. Mar- frnd down tho stair, that I must bring I tu's voice was heard less cheerily on the (he water from tho cistern in tho courtj \ha,i I must bo forover crimping and Curling and sticking in hairpins." It did seem that all the littlo house- Md was changed. Thero wore not many, fo be sure, for besides Pierre and Felice there were only Murtu, und Bubette and flieur Antoine in tho littlo gray house. Murtu lived iu tho lirst floor, and from her apartments there came always the pleasing odor of burnt sugar, for it was in her own little buck room that sho laade the whito and golden ropes of candy that she sold upon tho street every flay, Martiv'a delight knew no bounds When Snow-white was able to sit uloue >nd hold iu the little chubby fist a stick t»f her whitest und crispest candy, suck- •ing it till it ran down her wrists und chin. (Hid upon her white dvess iu streams of Iticky sweetness, • "It-is by tho reason that the little one likes it that I make this cream candy," would s»y to hey customers, re- street, nnd she found her wuy "often to tho old cathedral, whero she might suy u prayer for Snow-white. "This is a strange winter," snid Sieur Antoino one night us he sat by the little one's bod fingering his violin strings, which were taut and dry with the cold. "Will it snow?" said the child, looking ip eagerly. "I remember, Pierre, the lust time it mowed here. It has boen. eight years ugo, for tho little one hud not come to us then. I remember it looked still and i;ray like this before tho snow fell," eoid Folico. "Yes, I remember," said Bubetto, "and I would not cover my tubs, thinking to catch tho ruin I thought wus coming, aud tho next morning were they not beuutiful!" * "Ah, is it so beuutiful, the snow?" asked tho child, lifting up her little hand that hud grown so white uud thiu, "and shall I ever see it?" ment with both stockings of the same color there was no electrical appearance. This stocking experiment soon got to be the fashionable "fad" in England. Leydon jura were charged by the stocking process, und great fun wns had by giving light shocks to persons and domestic animals.—Exchange. Tl>o German ISmperor and Spoochinuklng-, The follovring anecdote is related of the German emperor during his journey in the iceboat to Stettin. During the dinner on the Huff, Herr Huker, councilor of commerce, rose, and was about to thank tho emperor in the name of tl-e i -i* A " ~~ " merchants of Stettin for tho interest ," re Wltl 7° u the Possession of so great which he had shown by his journey in ll trtmsure Stet- civilities are paid nnd rubbing it with a degree of forces upon the saluter's own nose and mouth. The Mariana islanders formerly smelled nt the hands of those to whom they wished to tender homage. Cnpt. Beechy tells of the Sandwich islanders: "The lips are drawn inward between the teeth, the nostrils are distended and the lungs are widely inflated; the fac- is then pushei. forward, the noses brought into contact, nnd the ceremony concludes with a hearty rub."—Gnrriek "Mallery in Popular Science Monthly. Notes and Cards. It is more uounl in social notes to put the Gentlemen Give Up Their Seats. No one will attempt to defend tho man who, under ordinary circuu^stauces, keeps his scat while any woman,-lic-sh'o yoiingqi.-- old, rich or poor, handsome or homely is obliged to stand. A just plea mav be offered on behalf of ntirepV man who hus s secured a Beat in a car or t^levated train, and who declines to yield(. r fto a buxom, unwearied young girl who Vj j evidently not spent the day on her feet (t$ a factory or behind n counter. No e.ia )e can be urged, bow- , ever, for the meilf 10 push their way ahead of women into R °-MO called ''ladies'cabin" of a ferryboat f/i^fill its seats while their rightful ownrfipi' »re obliged to stand. Whether tnerdl M'S« car, train or stage, a man with tbe \ pmcta of a gentleman w'ill wmully prefer U£, fi mdergo futiguo rather A Share in a Jewel, There is a story told of a French savant who was shown a priceless jewel by a great duke. "Thank you, my lord duke," said the man of science, "for allowing me to the trada and communications of tin. The emperor noticed the intention and forestalled him by saying: "Dear councilor, let us leave this for today, otherwise I shall have to reply, and wo are just now so jolly. Your health!" Of course tho speech remained unspoken. —London Tit-Bits. „.. t^J, Wearing the Jlalr in Greek Style, Women who aspire to be fashionable are wearing their hair iu the Greek stylo, a la Mury Anderson. Not many of them look ns nice as Mary used to, though. The ( Greek headdress is all very well for women 1 with classical features, but whon girls with frivolous little faces and tip tilted noses I Login wearing it, it grows a trifle nb- surd. There aro half a dozen variations on j the stylo. In most cases the hulr is much I frizzed, and tae curls worn at the buck are false. Women of fushiou apparently think nothing of wearing false hair. What is more, some of them do not seem to cure whether m« real »ud tho fulse matpli. .*f.iu"4 "In what way?" said the duke. "Why, your grace can do no more than look at it, and you have allowed mo to do the sume."—All the Year Bound. What Will Prevent UuniunsT Easy shoes with wide soles and low heel* will be found the most offectivo preventive of bunions on tho foot. Where they exist they can bo palliated by spreading thickly with cold creum or some healing salve upon going to bed. A round piece of court plaster over the unguent will keep it iu place uud save soiling the bed clothes,— Ladies' HOUUJ Journal. address nt the head of your note, and tbe ! ' h uu provo guio h )f tho discourtesy of re- - - - ' muimng seated^ pile u lady is standing ~ Harper's Buzatn^; ' Lllfh'l f ag Calculators. The late Geol;<b Bidder, at the age of 8 could answer jiy.uo.st instantaneously how runny fartbin^?obero wero in any sum un. der £808,434, IS j sJeruh Colbimi was another lightning calculator of the same generation Onco be was jsked to namo the square of 009,999. which be Instantly stated to bo 099,008,000,001. Ho multiplied this by 40 uud tho product by the same number, and the total resul- lie then multiplied by 25 Ho could ruisetbo figure 8 to tho sixteenth power almost instantly and with perfect ease. He oucciustnutly named tbe factors of 041 and 208, nd in five seconds calculated the cube root of 418,1)98,848,077.—St Louis Republs. We frequently cull flies a nuisance, set traps for them, poison thorn, and do our best to annihilate them as worthless and intolerable creatures; and yet the lifo of u fly is one of busy usefulness for the service wud good of nittii. Ho is tt scavenger of u n» lu-iug activity, and with so keen and quick a vision that no particle of offensive mutter «in escape him. date at tho conclusion. It Is courteous for a man writing to a woman, whose husband ho does not know, to address the letter to the husband "for" the wife. Do not use the form "Mrs. Smith, care Mr. Smith." A very convenient and now quite usual custom is to commence your note on the fourth page, nnd continue to the third, second nnd first. The woman leaves a card upon you only, while her J husband's cards nre intended one for you '. and ono for your husband, On returning . cards for yourself and your husband, of ; course you will follow the same rule.— ' Harper's Bazar. Tory Old Slang, A correspondent writes: "You stato the cose very mildly us to theEnglish origin of the so called slang phrase, 'too thin,' which perhnps isn't a slang pbrnso at all. The fact is, it is English from 'way back.' In Smollett's 'Peregrine PickJV the hero informs Emilia tbat be is going abroad. This brings tears to her eyes, but he says they ire caused by the hot tea which she is pouring. Which leads the author to remark that the excuse was 'too thin' to impose on her lover. The phrase is also found la Shakespeare's Henry VIII, act 6, scene 3, with tbe same meaning."—New York Tribune. • • Urote wrote tue jarger part of the "His tory of Greece" between tbe ages of 53 and 63, and Hullum occupied nearly tbe same period of bis life with his "Introduction to tbe Literature of Europe." Tbe two works by which Thomas Hood has survived the grave, "The Bridge of Sighs" and "Tbe ngpf tbe Shirt," were composed when hi wap 4«, and from a sick bed torn wbicb «« never rose. In tho historjof railroads 'ic is w oeTo- corded that t>3 Rovere Beach nnd Lynn railroad is ri'-uiug a train without a bell cord, and that the means of communication betweeiicouductor and engineer 'is entirely nrraged by a code of signals passing over an metric cable. The entire road is equipped yt h this signal, which works perfectly, aiwf tlie code of signals which can bo transected is only limited by the Intelligence £ad>e conductor and engineer -Boston TrtdcHpt. Tho Hun S J., "" -,-jw '• Ku8sirtns »«dSpaniards havo churi- g* c dances, mos-, O f wiilcb, we porforef "°g.psie 8 . Tho |«>lka and f«dowaofffi,.S^ganan8, and th* Spanish ^^.tom^Wcaclu ' •*"• « . :l ..- i, dc * chu Wl»ttVi» become ibave originated tnnc-ng

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