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THE UPPER DES MOUSES, ALGQNA, 1OWA> WEDNESDAY, MAY 13,1891. BIPKOSr. V BAtTDE MEREDETH. - /l>ark clouds roll up the far horizon'* rlr.i, '' And distantthtmders mntter sullenl.v and low: A freshening sea-wind landward veerine in Mak s mnrmnrons song where reedy grasses . erow. The robin calls within plaintive rteiuly crj-, The larks are still, and all the linnets wait: The leaves tarn pallid faces toward the darkening Prefcftglng ghostly messages of fate. Lot all the forests toss their quivering arms, White flower-stems snap and willows sway and bend; The strong alone withstand the dreads alarms That Thou and Vulcan from their forges send, The clouds sweep on and nil the sky is gray, "And heavy thunders shake the sobbing uir, While near the red-tongued, forked lightnings And gloo'm and blackness resteth everywhere. In sheeted columns are the torrents led.— For .now while woe o'ercasts the trembling The mountain hides, in veiling mists, its head, And high waves lash with yeuetly foam the Anon the hurrying cu flie ei peace winds their jltiimplets cease - • • rift apart L smiles of " And'tife Epe'nT clouds In fragments drift apart: Then all tho earth breaks forth in Whl-e countless jewels gleam and little bird- B.n IB ar Across the heavens in amethyst and gold And gorgeous red lines spanned the "Trembl- W1iere n i?ero soiils go hastening, as of old They sought the halls where joys of \ alhal lay. THE DONATION PAflTY. BT BEEN B. IlEXFOItU. "We're great on donations, Elder: we jist go in heavy on them things." Deacon Spears made the announcement _to the nuw minister with an air of stating the possession of a great moral virtue peculiar ' to the people of Scragsby Corners. "1 have never found dentition parties very satisfactory," said the minister, "I would greatly prefer having a^stated sal- ». ary, and having it paid in cash. "Wall, yes, I s'pose you would," said the' deacon. "That's what all the ministers say. But, you see, it won't do here in Seraesbj Coiners." "Why notr 1 " said the minister. "0, m they've got in the habit of havin' donations, an' they'a feel sorter offended if a preacher set his foot down and said he wouldn't have them. Some folks give suthin' in that way that wouldn't give nothin' in cash, atfd we're bound to get all out of the c'mtuunity that we can, you see." ' "My experience has been that a great deal of what people bring to a donation party is worthless or useless," said the minister. "Wall, yes, I s'pose so," assented the deacon. "But 'twouldn't do to kick ag'in' donations on that account here. You'd have the folks down on you." "Well, then," said the minister, with a sigh of resignation to the inevitable, "I suppose it will have to be." He thought of his last donation party, with his half- dozen loads of half-rotten stove wood, 1 which was worthless to the donors, because it had been cut so long that it was unsaleable, and which they would never have thought of using at home. More than once his wife's temper had been sorely tried with the miserable stuff, and she had threaten:d making a bonfire of the whole lot, and probably would have carried the threat into execution if she had not feared that it could have been coaxed to burn itself up, "Dear me!" exclaimed Mrs. Spooner in dismay, when her husband told her that a donation party was being talked up. I did hope we might escape , the infliction when \ve came here. I don't think I was ever more vexed than 1 was the morning after the last one. There wasn't a room in'the house n't to use until it had been cleaned. There was half a chocolate cake between the pillows on the parlor bed, and some one had emptied a plate of baked beans behind tbe sofa. It took me all of two weeks to get straightened around. And now that we've just got settled, to be another. It's too just too bad, but I don't know that we can help ourselves, since a minister and his wife are conoid- ered objects of charity, and, therefore, obliged to take up with whatever the people see fit to give them, without the chance to bay a word for themselves " "A donation party will be heldjat Ekler Spooner's next Thursday evening, the Lord willin', and it's hoped everybody will turn out, <tnd bring suthin' for the support of the gospel," Deacon Spears announced one sabbath after service. "The Lord loves a cheerful giver, he added, in . a sort of postcript. Immediately there was a buzz among the female portion of the congregation, and little groups of women put their headg together and began discussing what to carry lu the shapa of eatables; while tho men got together in the vestibule, and consulted with each other on what they ( were to "donate" "I reckon I'll take i beaus this year," said Mr. Wade. "It's been a great, year for beans. I hain't raised so big a crop any year since '65 as 1 can recollect. I can. give beans without feelin' it much." "So can I," said Mr. Pettigrew. "I raised a big crop off of the side-hill lot. I guess I'll take beans too. I can spare 'em better than anything else, and they ain't going to aull for much this year?" Several others who listened to their cou- yersutio.i concluded to take beans also, for it had "been a great year for beans" in Scragsby Corner*. "I've a good notion to take some o' my Almiry's clothes," said Mrs. Deacon Spears to Mrs. Pettigrew. "She's outgrow'd them, but they'd just about fit the Elder's oldest girl, 1 should judge, and they're most as jojd as new, some of 'em. You don't i-uppose Mrs. Spooner would feel put out ubout it, do you, Mrs. Pettigrew? ' "i can't see why she should, 'Taint as if ministers could afford to be independent, you know. 1 s'pose I might take some jackets and trousers that are gettin' pretty snug for the boys. I will if you conclude to take some o' Almiry's dresses, Mrs. Spear," said Mrs. Petfcigrew. "Well, tken, suppose we do, responded Mrs. Spears. The evening of the donation party came. The first arrival at the parsonage was Mr. Wado. He met the minister who came to the door in answer to his knock, with a two-bushel bag full of something on his shoulder. "How'd do, Elder. Beautiful night for the donation, ain't it?" was bis greeting, as he shook hands with the minister. "I've brought some beans for ye. Fust rate beans, too, you'll find. Beans is healthy livin', Elder. I was raised on them. Nothin 1 better for growin' children." "You can put them in the wood-shed," said Mr. Spooner. Just then Mr. and Mrs. Pettigrew drove up "Hello, Eidsr, good evening," called out Mr. Pettigrew. "I've got some beans here for ye. Where'll ye_have 'em put? "In the wood-shed," said the minister, with a smile at his wife. "It's going to be.beans this year, my dear," in a whisper. Then other arrivals followed in rapid succession, and at least three out of every io-ir brought beans. "I've counted fourteen bushels, already," whispered the minister to his wife about eight o'clock, "and still there's more to follow." It's old clothes in my part of the house," said Mrs. Spooner. "I do believe there's enough to last the children till they are all grown up, if they'd fit till that time. I can imagine "the appearance they'd make ia them. No two alike, and probably not one that would fit one of the children. It's too provoking for anything. If it, wasn't for making the people mad, I'd sell the whole lot tor rags to the first rag peddler that comes along.' 1 "Brothers and sisters and friends and neighbors," announced Deacon Spears, after supper, when the party was about to break up. "the proceed ol this 'ere donation amounts to twenty-seven bashels of beans, three turkeys, a big two bushels of potatoes, and a large amount of clothing, and some other things. In behalf of the Elder and his folks, I thank you for your liberality. "Your kindness is appreciated by him and his, and 1 feel certain, and am sure, bis heart and hands is strengthened by this evidence of fellowship on your part. Truly, as the psalmist says, "It is more blessed to give than to receive." "I cordiallv endorse the sentiment from the receivers standpoint," said Mrs. Spooner, as they looked over the "proceeds" of the donation party when they were alone. Just look at the collection of old clothes, Henry. I suggest you|give up preaching and move to the city, and start in business as a bean broker, and I'll run an old clothes store. We'd be stocked up to begin with." "What will you do with the stuff?" asked the minister turning over old jack- e s, aprons and other articles oE clotning with a commercial look of dismay on his face at the formidable collection." "I think 1 shall'inakfi about a hundred yards of rag carpet," answered Mrs. Spooner. "That's about all a good deal of it is fit for." One afternoon in the following week the minister sat down to prepare a sermon for the coming Sabbath. As was case, he talked it over with often the his wife. When he named the chapter he proposed to read at the opening of the service, a sudden gleam of mischief came into Mrs. Spooner's face. But she said nothing. During the week Mr. Spooner wrote to a friend in the city, asking him if there was any gale for beans there. He had twenty- five bushels to dispose of, at a low price, adding that it had been a great year for beans in Scragsby Corners." When Sunday morning came Mrs. Spooner sent her husband on to church ahead of her, under the plea that she had not got her children quite ready, "Don't wait for me, Henry," alie said, "or ^you may be We'll get there in time for the ser- iate, mon. carries slung over his shoulder in a woven pocket a load of wonder working material. A peep iuto a feH«h-man's SICK di*e'o<?s a curious a.*sorMn°.nt. of pr^v^ntiv^ — eagles' claws ai<1 fo...'her#, fi-hbones. nnn-- lope homes, leopird teeth, tales and heitvls of snakes flint s!onos>. hair? of elephant's tail perforated stones, different colored chnlkc, eccentric shapped roots, various herb?, etc. There are sufficient reasons for his carrying these with him; if he left them in his'village soma one illicit _steel them; and again, provided as he_is. he can administer at a mun nt's nitice to suffering humanity some devil-proof mixture. HIS l.Ett PAINED 11IM. nf n Trrsoii In thfil.lmbKomfif«-il from HIP Ilody. "That reminds mo." said the mnn who is :ilw;i\s being it-minded ot some'hing. !'HK I'ATAWONIA HOLAS. In nn Expert'* liat.ds n» Deadly «» tlie Coll ol n Sunke. Next to the boomerang in point of singularity as a savage weapon is the Pnta- gonian bolas. The boias consists of two, and sometimes three balls at the end of hide thongs. The balls are made of stoned, and are nbout iw large as cricket balls. The stones are ground until they are rounded. This work in performed by a native women who are experts at tbe trade, and who may be seen at work at all hourtti Some bolas balls are of iron, but those valued most are of copper. The latter are smaller thaa stone balls, and are more to be desired, as they experience less resistance from the air. The thong is about nine feet in length and is made of two pieces of raw-hide, which are dampened and then twis'ed tu- gether. There are generally three of these thongs, and lit tho end of each is a done up in a cover of guanaco hide, He was reading a chapter when the family arrived. He had reached the verse in which the lily of the valley is spoken of, and the words rolled off sonorously from his tongue just as the door opened and Mrs. Spooner, followed by her children, tiled slowly and impressively in:—"Verily, 1 say unto you, Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these." As he finished the verse, he looked up at the advancing arrivals, and the spectacle that met his eyes tested his power of self-control more than anything he has ever experienced ho afterward told his wife. His mouth 'twitched, and H smile flickered about his eyes, but he managed to keep the grin that would have appeared at the faintest encouragement. Such a.sight! The eldest girl was arrayed in Aluiiry's cast-off dress of navy blue, vviih some other's polonaise of red. Her sister was resplendent in a dress of Scotch plaid pattern of most gorgeous colors, originally, but now somewhat subdued by time, but still vivid, and over it she wore a jacket, about three sizes too small for her, tbe picturesque costume being topped off by a hat trimmed with old ribbon, freshly died a very bright map>nta color. The oldos'-, bo.v had a pair of trousers which fairly dragged at the heals, and a jacket that was long enough for an overcoat, while the other boy wore troiu ers so short that they failed to meet the top of a pair of bright blue stockings, while his jacket refused to keep company with the top of his trousers. Each article had a peculiar color of its own, and the general effect was as has been said, decidedly picturesque. The minister had no inkling of what his wife intended to do, and the sight oJ his family so upset him for a moment that he read the verse he had just finished over again:—"Verily, I say unto you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayet like one of these." A very audible titter went through the younger portion of the congregation. Sonic, even laughed aloud Mrs. Wade looked at Mrs. Pettigrew to see what that estimable woman seemed to think of the proceeding, but she-couldn't catch her eye. She was too busily engaged in following the Scripture lesson to look at any one. "I'll bet she's mad, though," thought Mrs. Wade. One of them jackets and one of them trousers came from her. 1 dun- no, though, as they _ look any worse than that dress of Almiry's does. I didn't suppose they'd think of rigging the children out in 'em to wear to church. I'll bet that Mrs. Spooner done it a purpose." Mrs. Spooner had "done it a purpose." as she admitted to her husband on their wav bornn. "I don't think you ought to have done it, Susie," he said gravely, but there was a laugh in his eye as he said it, as he looked at the group ahead. "Perhaps not," was his wife's reply, "but I wanted them to see the striking effect resulting from their generosity. Of course they can't get angry about it since they gavft the clothes to be worn. I do think it'll have one good effect, and that is, that old clothes won't be one of the important|features of th-a next donation party her'*." iirs. Spooner was right. When the next donation Iparty occurred not one old garment was "donated." Mr. Spooner at last succeeded in disposing of the beans, but he had to 'do so at^a sacrifice, on ac- count'of its kaving bten such a "great year for beans at Scragsby Corners" thai; they overstocked the market.—Yankee Blade. Tbe FetUb-man Abroad. When abroad the fetish-man is always a conspicuous figure in a village. He wears a tall hat of animal skin; around his neck hang suspended by a string a few small specimens of his weais, and slung around his shoulders are little parcels or charms, into which are stuck birds' feathers. Metal rings, to which mysterious • little packages are attached, clash and clang as he walks, serving, together with a liberal tuppiy ofiron bells fastened to his person, to announce the Naganga's presence; and, as if bis body did not offer & sufficient surface to display all big magical outfit, be ball not unlike "our base balls. Usually one of tho thongs is shorter than tbe ethers, so that wnen the three lines are grasped at .then- point of juncture one ball hangs less far down than its mates. Such is the native weapon of the tall Patagonians. Now, how dp they use it? GeneraUy the hunter carries it twisted round his waist like the sash of an olh'cer, the balls dangling at his side like tho tassel of a sash. The Patagonian is usually mounted, like our Conmiicbe Indian, and seeks his game from the saddle. When he sees his game and gives his horse the rein, he unwinds the bolus by a single motion of his left hand, and graspo the thongs at thp point of union. Away the hunter and his game, sometimes tho fleet ostrich at other titnes the equally swift guanaco. Not a movement of the game does the Patagonian miss. Ee bears down upon it like a whiilwind, tbe ever-ready bolas in his hand. When he comes within hurling distance, he whirls the novel weapon over his head till it has gathered enough centrifugal force to separate the balls, whon he launches it at the animal. The balls whirlirg madly in their flight, reach and twist around the unfortunate victim and speedily bring it down. The choking powers of the bolas render it the most dangerous of all weapons used by savage nations. The balls draw the thongs tighter all the time and, once struck, there is no escape for the victim. The skill ot Patagonian bolas throwers ir marvellous. The weapon is as unerring as the arrow and just as deadly. Experts can fasten a rider to his horse with the bolas, or bring down both man and beast witb a single weapon. The object is always to throw tho bolas DO that the thongs, not the balls, will strike the target aimed at; tbe flying balls do the rest—complete victory, us it were. In no other country is the bolas used, and the Patagonian enjoys the distinction of possessing a weapon distinctly national in its character, and even more terrible than the boomering. UKKAAl VKKSKS. A Poettliat Composes While A-lcep. Scribner. Of? 'What is it that reminds you, and'what a lie would innnd'lintcly dip. Saul ne "The prnttce of kiesinirthe Bible, in e,«urts i of justice i« m ire Mian 10 venture- old j ' Inevery court, or upon the tal> ! o of ec.'rv j justice, yo i will find a soiled book up<w > which you are s<vorn—i book not soiled j by revi'rent h.nuls in turning it< p g--'— j but mad* unclean and urhenlthj by the ! constunt handling of unclean witnesses and I the contact of impure lips and month?. i "There is very little revernce to modern oaths. Men tnko tl.em so frequently and TIIRGtKl, THAT WIMS. Ahnnt-f1«r. Voting r,n<llo«, nnd Then If Von I'OMP«* HIT Attrnotltt! <:lm»*c- ll!u?lri«tf(l Ainprlrnn. A pretty, prominent and elderly married woman addressed n drawing-room of cli'v.T people, the other evening, on tho subject of beauty :is ati uifent, in the advancement ot her sex. After emiim-Mling the advantages of personal loveline,«s and Hit- hindrances of "This item about a man having his leg Juried the other Jay. I wonder if be will have the same experience us a friend of You e «ee*thl?Mor feVlow lliTsuff ™ed un : unhesitntuig "that it is nlmost shocking, j a homeiy exterior, she ? aid longexprrienca •^ - • • and perjury must be common. Ihecturt. officers are much to blame for this. An. oath is usualy ndmimsteroil to a witness' in n confu-'ed jumble of words, without inline or emphasis. A* one listens to the , ou see. this poor fellow hit told agonv for a year or more after injuring his right leg by lulling down stair?, nnd finally the member became so disens- d thut amputation was necessnrry. The .nan nearly die! under tbe operation, though that is not the interesting part of the story. The removed portion of tho leg was'taken away and buried. It is well known to surgical science that when a man has had a limb cut off be still suffers, pain, which amounts to the same thing, in the. part of the member removed. It was SD in this case, and, as my friend came back to consciousness his constant complaint was of the most severe pain in tho buried foot. 'There is something pressing upon it,' he would sav, in what seemed delirium. 'It's packed too tightly.' Now tho. sufferer knew nothing of where or how his lost limb was buried, but, as a matter of fact, it had been swathed in a lot of hay, packed tightly in i box, and the whole put, under ground. Day after day went ou, tho suffering of the" man with a buried leg and foot grew intolerable, until finally he begged his brother to dig up the piece of lifeless llesh, remove its wmpp'tigs and change its position in the box.- Uuly a sick man's whim, thought the brother, who was nursing tho unfortunuto follow. Still, why he could never explain, ho too was i-eized with n fancy that if ho wen? to do as the invalid wished, and then tell him about it, the effect, might be a relief to the sick man's mind. It's all nonsense, of course, he said to himself, but ho went one night, just, the name, dug up the limb, relieved it of its wrappings, turned it over in the box, and nuriod the growsomo thing again, thinking the next morning he would tell his brother all about it. Tho first thing his brother said to him whon ho saw him was: 'something quoer happened hwt night.' What was Mi.it?' 'Well, you know what I have been telling you about my buried limb, how awfully it ached, and how it Felt as if something was pressing upon it. Well, just about 10 o'clock hiHt night, when the thing was aching its worst, I all nt once felt a relief. I'lio pain was completely gone, und I have not lolt it since.' The brother was astonished beyond expression. It was just, exactly five minutes before '0 o'clock on tho nigjit previous ihat he had changed tho position of the buried limb, and he hud not, told a Hying soul of what he had done. Rather curious, isn't it?" A FAIR EGYPTIAN HIUDK. oath as it is being recited over to tho witness about all that can be uiiilcrstood is Hiestart- off, "Doysiiilyswsflr," and then it runs into a confusing murmur which you "f.rc trying to make out, when the flourish comes, 'S'elpyeOod.' "It is a senseless piece or mummer) when compared with administration of the oath only a few years ago. 1 am not nn old man. but, 1 can remember the time when oaths were adiuinisteted with an impressivenesR and a reverence and a sau- ctitr that made them worth heeilinif. Hut we were talking about kissing the Hiblo, weren't we? "The medicai profession condemns the practise for the reason 'ho disease may bo thereby eomniunicnted, and it is my opinion that people who contempliite, taking the outh und kissing tho pnbli< Hiblo might bnttur carry nn edition of their own in their pocket, (liar, to put, to their lips a greasy covered copy that linn been pressed Uy the 11; H of all kinds of people, from the' tramp lo the politciaii." KI.KC'l'lMU (.'All FLASH. The dream-poet has too lona been name less and tameless. We are all more or less familiar with the idea of dream- verses. Everyone has read C^lridge's dreain-ppein "Kubla Khan; 1 ' or has noticed the biU purporting to dream poetry. tna r . from time to time appear in the newspapers; or, best ot aM, lias bimseli dred.ned poetry. There are few among those that recognize poetry us one of the pleasures of life, who have not carried thdt pleasure into their dreams—who have not at some tiino dreamed of reusing or composing poetry. We call this poetry because we wish to look at it, within, from the stand-point of the undersell', rather than that of the unprejudiced critic, who sees it only in the glare of daylitrht, and who, therefore, may consider this production ot the unconscious muse as worthy of no better name than rhyme or doggerel. We (and this we is not editorial, but refers to a small circle who have for a number of years been much interested in dream-poetry)—we, because thn under- neli; often sings to us, have always been firm believers in his inspiration He and the other "little people" have brought to us -natty vivid dreams of all kinds, and h'j himself has ated us to much poetry—sublime, pathetic, or comic, * * * * The following is one of our longest dream-poems. Out in the sun and the wind together, Mury and John were growing old: There where the blrda were iiffull feather, Khe gathered eggn while tho Had yearn rolled. There in the brightest and durkeet weather, He pruned theti-een ui.til hit* handn grew cold. Out in the wind and ruin together, Mary and John were growing old. Still ax tbe dayx patiised bilherand thither Wandered they, Hearing Ut-atb'B Bilent fold. Now though trees bloom and all birds feather, Sleep they together 'neath wakening mould. A TUllK'8 JUSTICE. The Means He Kmplojed to Secure Tor u 1'oor Milii HU Justice Ahmed Vefyk Pacha, the Turkish scholar and statesman who died a few days ago, had been ambassador to Paris and grand vizier, and was the subject of many pleasant stories. It is related, for instance, that when he was governor of Broussa a rich man bad judgment pronounced against him in favor of a poor man, the latter, owing to the bribes of the rich man, could not obtain execution, and complained to Ahrnen Vefyk. After explaining his case, Ahmed saw the debtor riding up to the conak upon a beautiful Arab horse, He ordered the creditor to sit down, called a messenger, and whispered to him. The debtor entered the roem, and was surprised at tho exceptional cordiality of she pacha, who invited him to sit down, to take coffee, and to converse. Presently when he rose to leave the pacha pressed him to remain, and kept him upward of an hour, until, indeed, a messenger entered the roam and placed a small bag on the table before Ahmed. When the debtor next rose, Ahmed tooic the bag from the table and gave it to him, stating, "This is yours. You o«^d so much to this poor man. I have sold your horse, paid him, and this is the balance belonging to you." She WIIH Almonil-ey«<l, KoHy-cheokod Gracclul of Form mid Supple of Limb. It was in the Barrage, the famous bridge or double wier, tbe eastern part spanning the Daniietta and the western the Hosettii branch of the Nile. It wa* there that the Lite KhedivCibuilt a lovely palace and still more lovejy garden, which he, perhaps, graced with his presence one in his life and loft to decay, just as all Egyptians h,i,ve done since tho world . egun, never renewing, never reviving, but building as a child would build a toy house, to pull down and begin another. An American engineer, one of tho half dozen retained in office, has charge of tho bridge, and it is be who walks under the shadow of the palms', and gathers the wild roses and eats the golden oranges that, whether or not, blossom and bear fruit in the deserted garden. It was from the balcony of his house, a part of the old palace, looking out on the beautiful, blooming country, the green fields, the lovely, Piysterious rivur, that we saw a cavalcade approaching, and heard the sound of tbe lute and pine. "It is a fantasia," exclaimed our host; a fan tasia meaning any fete or festa. Down the long white road they came, a procession of horsemen on white Arabian steeds--, the last man dressed in handsome raiment and bearing himself with the proud air ol one upon whom all eyes are fixed. Nexttc him strode a groomed and caparisoned camel with a rich blanket and an embroidered saddle, and after this another camel with even more gorgeous trapping? who bore a [rich palanquin, curtained on every side with gold and crimson hang ings. Within sat the briile. Following the bride were three other carnc-ls, on which were seated veiled women, and then came a train carrying househoh furniture, bedding, stuffs, chests pots anc pans, and all tho various appurtenances essential to housekeeping in an oriental country. It was the bride's coining to the--husband's house, the last day of the wedding, and the conclusion of the seven days' feasting. In a few hours be would for the first time lift the. veil and see whether indeed what his mother baa told him is true'; whether she is almond-eyed and rosy-cheeked and supple of liuib, and graceful of form; whetlier she has a voice like tbe cooing of a clove, and is learned in the making of bread dakkab, for not one glimpse of her face, not one word from her lips, has ever been vouchsafed him. Poor fellow! Do those brilliant curtains shroud lovlineas or deformity? Has the mother been won over by tbe pile of stuffs and tho earrings and bracelets to fancy beauty where there are only riches? It has happened so in other lands. But the bride—have I no pitying words for the bride, vho is also supposed to be ignorant of the lineaments of her husband? The bride, in a woman. There are windows, though lattice'windows, in the house in the village over the plain, m ,t the brown eyes were never darkened when, veiled and shro-.ided, «hu wti' to tho mosque or well. We may be sure the bride has seen him many a day and oft, and loved or hated bun after the fashion of women who, Heaven be praised, do not need a century of contemplation to make up their minds whether to like a thing or not.—Hartford Courant. liu'ldrnt Tluit Ocimrud In it Motor-run Mti-unt. Cur. Richard A. K.irle, nn insurance agent, who lives in Worlhingto street, .Springfield, Mass, hud a peculiar nnd rather H|art- ling experience with olcctricitv throgh tho medium of the electric cars. Ho was crossing Main strec.t, just, bolpw State street, \vhero tho Forest, Park line onds, and happened to pass tho rear of an electric car jint it started on its southward trip. Ho went very close to tho car, perhaps within a foot,'ho thinks, andiiHlio wont jy there came, from bououth tho car a lash of lightning, which m-enicd to start !rom tho wheels and ntriko him on tho eft side, under tho arm. No ImrniHoom- id to have been done and Air. Hitrlo con- inuoJ on his way. Just us ho turned [own Howard street to go to the house of in acquaintance; Charles Wunsch, ho felt i pain in his sido as if ho was being roughly rubbed. - Whon ho reached Mr. Wunsch H house ho latter cxclamed that something was Hirning, and on Mr. liarlo unbuttoning iis overcoat smoko and flume came out, nnd it took lively work on tho p'irt of Mr. ui(l Mrs. Wunsch anil Mr. Kurlo to savy ,he clothing. On examination it WIIH bund that this overcoat and undercoat hud aeon burned through from tho outside and md also tho vest as far as tho lining. The hole in tho overcoat, is two or tbroo inches wide and four or five inches long A lea'her book in tho undercoat containing some papers WUH badly burned on tho owor end, and tho papers therein were scorched. Mr, Earlo thinks there is no doubt that tho mischief was caused by tho spark from thooloclric car and no other solution of the matter sueniH possible since Mr, K.trlo does not smoke, and tho parns in the clothing aro not of the sort to bo started from Hitch HOiirce. Tho street railway tracks wuro very wet, and " ! of itself would tend to dissipate tho electric fluid as it ont-'rod tho rails. »nd e.losf observation went to prove tho superior success of the plain featured woman in matrimony ns in otter fields of feminine enterprise. Of coime, in number* they are utterly disproportionate; but, even allowing for that vast difference, the ugly girl IIIJ.N things much her own way. To get n sound bn.-is for conclusion* it I.i necessary, she said, to tnko powerless* mnidens from wh.im to argue. Watch the careers of two belles and wallflowers from the opening of the race. The bntterlliiM invariably start out hampered by false notions of tributes duo their charms. Not one in the list is over quite able to resist pitting her bright oyoft ng.'inst thn adamant strength of monoy aud the exalted range of talent in an early struggle tor place. She has no means of exactly ganging her p<nvor, nnd by overestimating dlton comes tu grief. Seldom, indeed, is a pretly girl taught tin; prudence ol grasping opportuniios, nursing chances nnd milking the sow's ear into some semblance of it silk purse. Her comelinehs she regards ns a magic lump only needing a bit, of the burnishing to pioilnco tin; fairy primus palace/ und all, in .1 ll.vsh. Of what use. then, tho dull ploildirg, imperative for her plain sister? A!IIH! the Ilimsy little struoturo is built, on the sand, waiting one strong wuvo of reality to knock the lltmsy dream-* into a hopeless wieck. Lnok nbout, you and count the number of laded, thwarted beauties }un know who aro embittered dependents, or else, late in life, have picked up a broken stick in thoNlmpi) of a partner to help disguiso theircripled vanity. In fact, so frequently is this tho c.iiso that between 1(1 and 20 only extraordinary virtue, or talent over saves a belle from griuvoiu folly in her aspirations. Parents, fricmlH ami llattoror.-* only ug- ravato the case, foretelling the famous marriage that never lakes place, and discouraging honoHt efforts to enter on any serious biisiniMH. Hegniled into belioving naturo has graced her with rare superiority, what womlor nhe despises work that, in legitimalo And, HiiJIy enough, those ili-nr, dosirablo parftoB she, is trained to covet, luivo a trick of loving Gimlorolla in the mimmor timo, and, when thu sorioiiH businosH of mur- riago is broachoil, hieing away to wod the proud sisti;r, Tho old, old story of that liglit-hqarted huro deluded by uuduo confitlonoo in lr'« natural Hpood, frisking; away tho prieclonn mo.nontH, whilo tho dingy, unloving mud turtle crawls victoriously up to tho w lining post. Clear •Hifjhicdnoim and it thoroogh understanding of tho ml nation IB to be. hull: way to tho goal, and this is what tho wall llowor has in her favor. No rosv spectacles confuse her vision, no Hiigar plumbs judo her appolilo; sweot do- lusions never lull tho sonso of duty, and who will say she is without tho winning card? TIIK .SCHOOL, MA'AM \VA8OIUlTiT. HORN IN JTIIK SICV. Why FlHho« a ml Vrois* Co HID SllOWUI'H, Mown In that A writer in Naluio'H llenltn fny« little fiHhcH may be hatched in the What he nays about it its HO interesting that his whole letter in herewith given : "I observe a reference made, in tho American Angloi touching upon showers ot fishes, in which it Btates that science has not yet fully explained the phenomena. Several sauBos have boe.ii suggested . Might it not very probably be that fish and frogs which fall apparently from tho Hkio.-t are really bred there? "Water fowl, it is known, very frequently carry eggs of fish to great distances, having swallowed them, nnd in their flight disgorging tho name unharmed where they can and do fructify and mature in water over which these birds pass. Tho eggs of niany old flab aro very glutinous, and readily adhere to HubHtancen brought in contact with them during particular ;imes of incubation. It IB not very probable that not only do thest; birds convoy iva upward on their wings as woll as in their crops, and when flying at groat heights tho ova, becoming detached from the wingB, may remain HUBperided in the moist atmosphere, which in quite poBHiblo under certain conditions of atmospherical and then when under develop Bho Wanted Tluit Hoy and Nhu WIIH lo IJav.i Him at Anj CoM. I was driving along a higbwiiyin Wooil. county, Ohio, with a man who was Helling' farming miichinoa to fanncre, anil about. 2 o'clock in the aftornoo i wo camo along' to a district sehoolhome, says a writer in nn exchange. The Hchooj ma'am mid about 20 KcholiirH stood under nn elm troo, about 40 feet, high near tho houto, and in the topmost branches of tho treo WIIH a boy about 14 yoiti'Hold. "Anyihing wrong hero?" asked my friend, as wo halted before the door. "Budd Hawkins Hayn ho won't, and tbu'.teuclicr Hays ho tnuHt!" cried a little ' gr TAK1NO AN OATH. £xplunatiou of the Orgin of the Custom i»ud IU J'lia»«K, The topic of kissing the Bible upon the taking of an oath .was tbe subject of a dia cussion by the Cogburn Club the other evening. Nobodoy seemed to know just why the discussion was btarted, but several members who was not heard from lately had pronouced views upon the nub ject. One of the members declared that the kissing habit was_ the relic of an idolatroub age, when men kissed the mouths of idola to such an extent that they wore them away, and it was believed that be whc kiised tbe mouth of an idol aud thtn told ment they become too heavy and naturally fall to the oartn, as frequently witnessed?' 1 HONEY CAUHKJJ IT. A J'urHlun Cumulative Story JCndliiK in I»HU»ter A hunter finds Borne honey in tho fisHure of a rock, fillH ajar with it, and takes it to a grocer. Wbilo it is being weighed a drop falls to tho ground, and in swallowed up bj the grocer's weasel. Thereupon the huntsman's Jog rushes upon tho weasel and killn it. The grocer throws a Btone at the dog, und kills him. The huntsman drawn his sword andcutu off the grocer'H arm, after which he is cut down by the infuriated rnob of the buzaar. The governor of tho town, informed of the fact, sent niemeng- ers to arrest the murderer. When the crowd reBihted troops wore despatched to the nceno of tho conflict, whereupon tho towns people mixed thuin- aelvea ap in the riot, which lusted throo days and three night*, with tho result that 70,000(!) men were slain. All thin through a drop of honey. A Cat'* titruuiie J>«votlon. A strange ttory in which a cat is a pathetic character has conio to light at Paoli. A little boy of that village owned a cat that was a great pet in tiic family. But the cat would have nothing to do with any one except till boy. Tho latter died, and for two weeks the cut would come as uaual eierjr morning to the door and, going in the room, would cry very mournfully and walk over the child a bed hunting for hist loht friend. Finally the cut disappeared, only returning occasionally. At last one of the child'*) sisters saw the cat in the graveyard, where it remainc, only returning for food. It keeps guard at the boy's grave and can be heard at night crying pitifully.—Atlanta Constitution. Tho toucher herself then came forward, | She was a plain looking girl of about 20. witb a mouth showing groat firnmesH,. and with HOIIIO ombarrAtsment she ex.- plainod. "It's the terror of tho school. Ho refused to mind, and I ntartod to whip him. He broka away and ran out and climbed thotroo. I've been u > about 20 foot, bub had to give it up and come down." "fercan't conquer i.iu!" shouted the hoy. "Undd, I order you to corno down, "I won't!" "1 have sent for an uxo, and hero it comes," Bhe »uid, as she turned to UH. "Uo'll come down with tho tree, if not before." Wo offered to u-so tho'iixo, but she declined tho offor with tliankH. und stopping 1 to tho tree i>ho Kwung tho implo0>ent around anil buriod tho blado in tho wood. "i'ou dudn't!" ithou'o 1 liudd from the top. "f- ; 'll do it or resign!" she unHwerod, UH she, Struck several blow-). At tho find of throe minutos tho tro-i bo- fjun to tottor and Budd to yoll in alarm, and a fow Bccorids lutor it foil with a crash, I thought tho boy was badly hurl if not killed, and WUH relieved as tho nihool- irm'arn sprung forward, yunked him out of tho brunches, und while app'yin f a goad with orto hand H!IO pulled him into the HchoolhouHO with the other, naying: "Now, Budd Hawkins, you'vo got to do Homo of tho uwt'ulont, bogging ever hoard of in tho ttuto of Ohio, or I won't ^'o-iva enough hide on you fora llou to bito." He WUH hard at it whon wo drovo en. Too Much Hund-Sliuklng. There IB nothing moro ugreeab'e to u warm-hearted mun or woniun than a cordial hand-Bhuko with u friend, bu; ;hore are circuuiKtunceH under which eve:i li'ind- shuking in Burperfluous und undi-ufMble. for example, tukp a reception by :-omo prominont otliciu! in Washington. Say there urou thouwund peoplninat- tendance. Kuch shiidos hands with tho- hoht and hostess on arriving. When the timo for depart urc comex, no visitor feels ut liberty to leav.) without bidding the hostess (joodby with another hand-shake. By the tiruo everybody has gone tho host- Cos will have, shaken hands at least 2,000 timoB, und fools as tired as a laborer after u day's work. Here is un opportunity for u reform thut will be ugrecuble to a lurge number '" " ''- •--'- in Washington and if hOHpitable people elsewhere as well. lor Neuralgia of tho face ban been cured by applying u iuu»tard planter to tbe elbow. For neuralgia of the nead, apply the planter to tho buck of the ueck. The treason for this ia thut mustard in oaid to touch the nerves the moment it begin* to draw or burn, and to be of moat uoe must be applied to the nerve centers, or directly over thu plact* where it will touch the affected nerve most quickly.