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Algona, Iowa
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THE UPPER DES MQINES, ALGONA< IOWA. WEPNMDAY, JtJLY 22, 1891. . MARY ANDERSON AT HOME. the Appear* to Ho Truly Happy Settled in tier Itoina In Englitnil. For the best part of the lost twelve tnonths Mr. and Mrs. de Navnrro have been living at Tunbridge Wells, in the green neighborhood of which they have determined to settle down definitely in a pretty house. Between household occupations and discoveries, the long rambles hrough the lanes and byways, in which msband and wife take an equal delight, he study of Spanish pursued by Mrs. de ftvvarro under her husband's tuition, the evenings devoted to music (to which both ire passionately devoted, while Mr. de pTavarro is a high class performer as well aa a connoisseur and composer), and tho Intercourse with a few friends, complete their daily routine. All Tuubridge Wells has from the first phown itself not only Willing but eager to fete and welcome "tho De Navarros." Unfortunately, these strenuous endeavors have so far met with very little ro- •ponso. If you go to tho Roman Catholic church down in the town you may, Sunday after Sunday—mostly at early mass, IB well ns during tho chief service of the flay—goo Mr. and Mrs. do Navarro, side oy side, looking into the same book, and joining in tho service with tho devoutness for which Miss Mary Anderson has •Iways had tho reputation, which is fully •hared by Mr. Antonio do Navarro. They are unwearying walkers tpo. Tho lady who has had more social and artistic triumphs and successes than fall to the share of many women, bo they ever •o fair and accomplished, and tho gentleman who has traveled over the best part of the globe, and enjoys tho intimate friendship of many an eminent musician, think it neither infra dig nor dull to spend a sunny afternoon in a quiet game of croquet or tennis, or in easy chat with friends whoso literary and artistic interests preclude the conversation from ever falling to tho level of average society. It was in the drawing room of one of the pretty country houses on tho hill elopes above Tunbridgo Wells that I mot Mr. and Mrs. do Navarro. Of course 1 bad heard dim rumors that "Miss Mary Anderson" was completely broken down in health, that she was "a wreck of her former sell','' pale, and—a favorite society phrase—"gono off" altogether. It was therefore with considerable surprise that I looked up to tho radiant woman entering the room, her figure as queenly as ever, her face as beautiful, and flushed with tho healthy tinge that follows an outdoor life in pure air and pleasant surroundings, and her eyes flashing with happiness and high spirits. Her dress was elegant, but very simple; sho wears the close fitting sago green costiimo with the unequaled grace wo have learned to appreciate since wo saw Miss Mary Anderson as Galatea, but which is considered to "go" only with tho clinging draperies of ancient Greece. Mr. do Navarro, if his wifo expressed the wish to return to the stage, would never think of preventing her; ho has far too much of the artist's soul not to sympathize to the full with the longings to •express in acting or painting or music what stirs tho heart and mind. But no; she luid the choice between a public lifo of triumph and success and a very simple retired home life; she has chosen the latter, and is radiantly happy in it.— Pall Mall Gazette. fcnanld have had s6 few contagious di«- eftsesr said a friend to a woman of fasluon. whose large family had been singularly free from illness. "Doyoti know 1 really think it is because their English governess keeps them so well scrubbed," was the reply. "She has a tt destroys germs, and]the jttrs. Crane, of Btamford, Conn,, & lady Over eighty years old, was admitted to membership. The rule of the club is that a snccesB i fnl applicant shall take the pledge of the society and receive the badge of membership at the meeting following her election, But in this case the rule ever they come in. I really believe she Is right, and at all events it has given them rosy, healthy skins." Certain it is in any case that the two fundamental principles of fresh air and fresh water are the alpha and omega of hygiene; and, moreover, it is also unhappily true that the neglect of these essentials is not confined by any means to the poorer classes. Few, comparatively, seriously consider that the proper drainage of tho body by the pores is as necessary to the well being of our earthly tabernacle as sanitary plumbing is for our houses. Dr. Drown, of Edinburgh, in his lectures to workitagmen on health, tells them "first and foremost, consider your skin, take great care of it, for on its health a great deal depends; keep it clean, keep it warm, keep it dry, give it air. You should take time every morning to wash, not only your face, but your throat and breast with cold water, and rub yourself quite dry with a hard towel till you glow all over, and on every Saturday night you must manage to givo a regular scrubbing of your whole body." Of course he was speaking to workingmen to whom tho daily "tub" was an impossibility, but even in these latter days, when Dame Fashion has decreed that matutinal tub- bing ia necessary, it is by no means as general a custom ns one would suppose. —New York Tribune. Uoso GorlriKlu'fl Husband. "Marriages are mado in heaven." The saying has never proved more strictly true than in tho case of Sister Rose Gertrude, who sot out fifteen months ago on her self imposed mission of love to the Molokai lepers. Full of fervor and enthusiasm for the cause in which good Father Damien had lived and died, the young sister went out, well prepared to begin her work at once. What did sho find besides an island full of 'disease and woe? Narrow officialism that clogged her every step; jealousy that suspected all her words and actions, and finally drove her, half heartbroken, away from the patients who had already begun to look upon the arrival of tho new nursa as tho beginning of a, brighter and a happier lifo for thorn. One man only stood by her, as firm as tho sister herself, in his endeavor to do his best for the patients and treat them with the indulgence which is tho right of tho sick, especially when these, like tho native Hawaiians, have the minds of children. Sister Rose Gertrude has become the bride of Dr. Lntz, the man with whom she was from the first united in one great, common sympathy and ambition—namely, that of helping the most miserable of human beings to bear their burden. As for Dr. Karl Lutz, he is a characteristic German medical savant, who during tho short timo ho found it possible to work under tho Hawaiian board of health had effected several wonderful improvements in the condition of the patients under his care at Kalihi. He is an eminent dermatologist, who had studied leprosy for ton years in South America, and who is now busy with a prophylaxis and a work on the therapeutics of leprosy. Dr. Lutz is also an enthusiastic bacteriologist.—Pull Mall Gazette. Women urn] Vlll;i(;u Improvements. A hundred women of tho little town of Summit, N. .T,, have boon qniotly accomplishing some good results tho past few years. During that timo they have banded together as a village improvement association, and by vigorous, well directed work have brought about a re- tnarkablo change in tho appearance of the place. Beginning at tho station as a sort of focus, they graded and macadamized tho grounds, laid crosswalks and gutters, and started grass plots and planted flower beds, making the first impros- eious of the visitor most favorable. Few shade trees existed in tho town along the streets, and tho association appointed an arbor day, planting and looking after trees to tho number of over a hundred, The poor sidewalks wore taken in hand, and with some aid from property owners 6,000 feet ot stouo flagging has been laid. They bought two sprinkling carts, tho service of which is paid for by a small private tax. Realizing tho importance of not only -getting tidy but keeping tidy, the association hires a man whose duty it is to walk tho streets daily, picking up paper and other litter that may get about from careless hands. It is said that the principles of tho association are now so well grounded among the citizens and the results are so gratifying to all who see them and are benefited by them, that this man is to bo or has been dispensed with. During the eight or nine years of irs txistoiioo an average of about a thousand dollars a year has been paid out by the associatiou, but the heavy expenses are practically over, and it will now be possible to continue tho work for less money. The dues are one dollar a year for membership, or twenty-live dollars secures life membership. Extra money is raised by subscription and entertainments. One more deed which deserves mention was the eradication of tho elm tree bug from tho trees. For four seasons tho women treated nearly a thousand trees under directions from the agricultural department at Washington, succeeding at least in banishing the pest. Long life and all praise to the women of Summit!—Her Point of View iu New York Times. Tho Hustle's Sucootisor. Although the bustle has been doomed and has sunk into obscurity, yet womankind is not satisfied and a makeshift is in sight, or, rather, it is in use and not in sight, It has taken the form this time of artificially developed hips. It is the same old bustle that has reappeared, but it is cut in two, and tho two halves moved around one on each Hide. A lady who knows all about such things told me. Sho had one on herself, and when I commented on her incfe; ( .>vl robustness she laughed, bluahetr,' patted her hips and said: "It's 'not mo, it's rubber. False hips are tho latest craze, and one that is bo- coming popular with wonderful rapidity. The pads are made of inflated rubber bags. They are not so inconyeniont as the- oldtime bustlo and not much more of a nuisance to wear. Go down Fifth avenue any day and you will be surprised at tho number of remarkably broad hipped women you will meet. They have grown wonderfully stout in the past month." "Why do they do it?" "Oh, tho great advantage to bo gained In appearance ia the smaller look it gives to the waist. 1 don't think there is any other reason. That's quite enough for any woman. Tho fashion has its serious drawbacks too. Sometimes the pads Blip around, and the effect is unpleasant. Again, too, 1 am always iu fear that a pin will puncture one of the things, and that one side of mo will go oft' with a loud report. You can imagine how lop sided one would look after such an accident. It's horrible to think of." -New York Herald. connt of her advanced age and feebje health Mrs. Crane might be disappointed in the realization of her desire to become a member. Mrs. A. M. Palmer was appointed a committee of one to carry the news of the club's courtesy to Mrs. Crane.—New York Herald. _ An Antl-Buby Heating Society. Archie Beckett is in this country for the purpose of forming ah anti-baby beating society. He spent some time in New York and is now in Sah Francisco. Later he will come to Chicago and organize an auxiliary order. "Since I formed the Anti-Baby Beating society of London," said Mr. Beckett, "I have been greatly interested in the cause. Our society is now very busy working for tho juvenile whipping bill'soon to be introduced. We wish to make sonie alterations before it comes before parlia- •notik. Wn haiinve thaD n Clause shoni* be inserted denning the size bl the birch and the reasonable manner of its application. For a baby seven years old only five strokes should be given, but this dose is to be gradually increased with each year of tho child's life. We are going to urge that children should be birched at home and not in court or in prison." "But there is no public whipping in this country," was suggested. "There are thousands of children severely whipped each day, and it is our aim to modify these whippings. There are more children ruined by tho rod than we have any idea of. Nervous diseases which come upon young people aro sometimes directly traceable to the first whipping. It is perfectly awful the way some babies are used, and I think that the Anti- Baby Beating society has a most noble mission to accomplish."—Chicago Herald. "GENESIS RFtY-ONE." Von Ulmnixrch. With the usual perversity of fate tho estimable wife of Germany's greatest statesman has neither the distinguished appearance nor courtly dignity essential to her exalted station, and cares more for inventorying her stock of butter and calculating how much her eggs will bring at the market than for all the pomp and ceremony of the court. The old Empress Aiigusta used to say of her, "Frau von Bismarck would not lose the smell of her dairy if sho lived 200 years in a royal palace." She is a short, stout woman, and invariably wears a pair of mighty solitaire earrings as indispensable to her dignity of princess. She is a faithful and devoted spouse, however, to whom the ex- chancellor confides all his cares and of whom ho said once to the old emperor, "My frau would not tell any of my secrets to tho empress herself, even if her majesty should threaten her with the horrors of the torture chamber."—Exchange. Ribbons In tho Boadolr. If the drawing room is really becoming more dignified the same thing cannot be said of the boudoir. The latest idea is to hang the walls of a woman's room with ribbons harmonizing with its decorations. For instance, a room lately prepared for the young mistress of a country house had pale rose colored walls, upon which pictures in white and gold frames were suspended with delicate blue ribbons. As the ribbons speedily become discolored or dirty, there is plenty of opportunity for spending one's time taking them down and putting up new ones.—Exchange. The queen regent of Spain sets a pretty example of economy to the woman world —ouo which strikes at the root of the problem of tilings. She is having a Bummer palace built at St. Sebastian, the work on which progresses slowly because the owner, though a queen, devotes only a portion of her allowance to the building, and when it is exhausted the workmen must stop for a whole year until more funds can be saved of the royal income, Miss Georgia Kilbourne, who has recently been married to Major General Schoh'eld, is still under thirty, and is a charming and amiable young woman. She was an intimate friend of Miss Mary Schotteld, the general's daughter, and served as maid of honor at her marriage to Lieutenant Andrews at Washington some years ago. A Spnrton* Chnptc* That Ha* Fuzzied Biblical Scholar* for Years. For the past 500 or 600 years the following so called "Genesis Fifty-one" has been a puzzle to/Biblical scholars; and today, were it read aloud in any mixed company, It is questionable if its fraudulent nature would be discoveredj so beautiful is the spirit and language of the Old Testament imitated. Below we give this unique fraud in full: 1. And it came to 1 pass after these things that Abraham satin the door of his tent at about the going down of the sun. 2. And behold a man, bowed with age, came from the way of the wilderness, leaning on a staff. 8. And Abraham arose and met him and *aid unto him, Turn in, I pray thee, and wash thy feet, and tarry nil night, and thou shalt arise early on the morrow and go thy way. 4. But the man said, Nay, forlwillabide tinder this tree. 6. And Abraham pressed him greatly, so HEE TWO We heard a Strange experience the other d*Jv which happened to one of the inmates! in One of the large public institutions of the city, Who died a short time ago, and whose large funeral attracted surprise and comment as it passed through one Of the Most fashionable thoroughfares oh its Waj to the cemetery. This is the story: Years ago, during the last cholera epidemic, the subject of this sketch, then a young woman in the prime of life, was leiied with a violent attack of the disorder. It was supposed that she would re- oover, but she collapsed suddenly and was laid out for dead. She had no relations and she was dependent upon the people with whom she had lived for a home.- She occupied a position lower than that of a menial, for she gave her services in exchange for food and shelter. As she did not assert her individual„. ..*...« -...,. ..„„.,, r-~~~ => •" —• ity» no sort of respect was shown to her by he turned and they went into the tent; afcd ' those who accepted her services, and Who, Abraham broke unleavened bread, and they did eat. 6. And when Abraham saw that the man blessed not God, he said unto him, Wherefore doest thou not worship the most high God, creator of heaven and earth? 7. And the man answered and said, I do not worship tho God 'thou speakest of, neither do I call upon his name, for I have made to myself a god which abidoth always in my house and provideth mo with all things. 8. And Abraham's anger was kindled against that man for what he had said, and ho arose and drove him forth with blows into tho wilderness. 9. And at midnight God called upon Abraham, saying, Abraham, where is the stranger that came by the way of tho tent at the going doWn of the sun. 10. And Abraham answered and said, Lord, he would not worship thee, neithrr would he call upon thy name, therefore I. have driven him out from before my face ] into the wilderness. 11. And God said, Have I not borne with him these hundred and ninety and eight years, and nourished him, and clothed him, notwithstanding he has rebelled against me? Couldst thou not, thee thyself being a sinner, bear with him one night? 12. And Abraham said, Let not the anger of my Lord wax against his servant. Lo! I have sinned; forgive mo I [pray of thee. 13. And'Abraham arose and went forth into the wilderness aud sought diligently for the man until ho had found him and returned with him to the tent, and when ho had entertained him kindly he sent him away on the morrow with many gifts. 14. And God spake again unto Abraham, saying, for this thy sin against the stranger, thy seed shall be afflicted 400 years in a strange land. 15. But, for thy repentance, will I deliver them, and they shall come forth with power and with gladness of heart. Tho author of this pseudo-Biblical curiosity is unknown. It has been traced back over 700 years to a Persian poet, who simply says "It was so related to me."—St. Louis Republic. every afternoon the offices of thechu of humanity like these. one eternal, unchanging Friend, great Disinterested, days of prosperity, but in times of trouble, ^n.-. The four men from nowhere—neither kith nor kin—at the request of the clergyman, proceeded with the body of the pauper woman to the grave. In the di*- tance is the cart rattling back to the city. Horror! What strange movement of the coffin Is that? One man looks stealthily at his neighbor. Nothing, of course! Imagination! Yet a frightful Sensation oppresses him. To be buried alive! Hideous fatet The procession passes somewhat hurriedly. A poor old pauper woman; there is too occasion to be particularly decorous—one pauper less 'in the world. Much better out of the world than in it! No one weeps.or Governor Hoard on the Seashore. Ex-Governor Hoard is one of tho best story tellers in the country. On the trip to Galena his fund of stories seemed inexhaustible. One of them was this: "I was down at a little clambake in New- Jersey last summer, and after dinner was called on to make a speech. I started off by saying that I had eaten so many of their low neck clams that Iwasn'tin the best t x . __ sort of condition to make a speech. When ' that part of the town where the friendless I used the expression 'low neck' clams an »nd the wretched were buried free of across the table In order to make her aware of their generosity, continually reminded her of her in- oompetency. It was 0 o'clock in the morning when the roman died. The zealous young physician jrho gave his time and talents to the poor tn the interest of his profession came in fast after sho had expired. Ho examined her with great care and attention. He had not expected her to die, Indeed, there •eemed no good reason for her death. "Have you any brandy?" he asked at length of the woman of the house, who stood by. "No," said the woman. The doctor took a flask from his pocket and poured some brandy into a cup. "Moisten her lips with this," he said, "and try to get her to swallow a little if you can. She may revive. I—I don't think sho is dead," he continued, with the truthfulness of one who had not discovered human nature to be entirely contemptible,, and who reposed confidence in his kind. "At 8 o'clock I will return. If there is no change in her condition I will then give you a certificate of death." He hurried away. Ho belonged to the noblest of all professions and his zeal was at white heat. He was making his reputation. When he had gone the woman looked at the brandy and then at the woman on tho bed, whom she had helped to kill by her hard exactions. "What is the use of wasting the brandy?" she thought. Nevertheless she put some on the lips of the dead woman. Then she went and told her husband, who was not yet up. "She was a good servant," said the man., "though she had a vile temper. You will have to do your own work now," he finished. After he had dressed himself he went to look at the woman. "Sho is dead," he declared, nnd then he drank the brandy. "I suppose," he said to his wife while they were having breakfast, "that I had better get a coffin. They give them away at the station. It is useless to keep tho woman until tomorrow. Sawbones doesn't know." ' "He is too young to know much," replied the woman, with the contempt that all women feel for tho opinions of young and inexperienced professional men. So it came about that in the course of a few hears the woman was not only considered dead, but sho was put in a long pine coffin—a hideous sort of box made especially for distribution among the poor in that dreadful time—and shortly afterward tho box was placed in a cart and driven out to The B*>»t Disinfectant. "What is the best disinfectant?" asked an anxious mother of a very prominent physician. "Cleanliness, madam, and fresh air," he replied nroinntlv. And here 19 another example of the same kind: "Is it not p4fl_ that TOUT Sorosis Chunges Its IMauu of Mooting. At the last business session of Sorosis it was decided to hold meetings hereafter in Sherry's big ballroom. The club has met regularly at Delmonico's for twenty- three years. The reason for the change is that Del- tuouico has no room large enough to accommodate (• ho members ami their guests lit the monthly social meetings. There lias always been a rule in the club that a member could only invite two guests, but now that it is to meet' in a larger room the restriction as to the number has been removed. Mrs. J. C. Croly has been made honorary president, and is entitled to a chair at the round table as long ua sho lives. Mrs. Croly was one of the founders and was for ten years the president of Sorosis. On account of her close relation to the club iu its early years Mrs. Croly is affectionately called the mother of So- rosis, and was fee only parent of that flourishing institution until recently, when it took unto itself a grandmother. The Brooklyn Association of Working Girls' clubs has a membership of 2,800. The first club in tho society was formed about six years ago. The Young Woman's Christian association of Brooklyn has 1,400 members. Genius, which always sees deep into nature without being biased by ideas aud customs formed by immediate circumstances, has never failed to do justice to woman in all countries and in all ages. A seasido gown of lightweight fawn colored Bedford cording is made as a plain skirt and coat worked for a collar, cuffs, vest and skirt border in a cobweb design of jet cabochons and steel beads. old chap, sitting directly from me, whose face was long enough to enable him to eat oats out of a churn, scowled at mo, and then said, in a stage whisper, 'Little neck clams, little necks— not low necks.' I paid no attention to the interruption aurl finished my speech. When dinner was over he trailed me out into the hall and said, 'You are from Wisconsin, ain't you?' " 'Yes,' I replied. " 'You don't have many clams up there I reckon?' " 'Well,' I said, 'wo have some, but it's a good ways to water, and in driving them across the country their feet get sore and they don't thrive very well.' He gave mo a look that was worth a dollar and a half, and in a tone of the utmost disgust said, 'Lord! clams ain't got no feet!' "He turned away, aud approaching one of my friends inquired, 'Is that fellow governor of Wisconsin?' " 'Yes,' said my friend. " 'W-a-1-1,' drawled tho old man, with a good deal of feeling, 'ho may bo a smart man in Wisconsin, but he is a fool on the seashore.' "—Chicago Tribune. The Money Did It. An Italian resident of this city tells tho following incident of a countryman in his native land: Among devices employed to evade the three years' requisite service in the army is that of feigning to be deaf and dumb. The man in question was so successful in this deception that, though he was kept for three mouths among booming saunon and rifle reports, he never once betrayed the fact that ho could , hear either, and was allowed to go free. However, two men were sent to watch him, and when he walked up tho stone steps of his house some money was thrown down behind him. He immediately turned around on hearing tho jingling coin, and was seized and carried off to serve eight years in the army, the five additional years being the penalty for his deception.— Portland Argus. The widow of Dr, T. E. Richardson, of New Orleans, has presented to the Tulaiie university a gift of $100,000, to bo devoted in a new building for the medical department. Dubious. "Is it considered an honor to bo sent out as a missionary?" "Ygs. Why?" "I was only wondering," said Mrs. Vealy. "My husband's congregation tiro unanimously desirous that ho shall go."—New ,York Epoch. ••' No U»o for Eyes. She (at the theater)—That blind mau in the next row seems to bo enjoying tho play us well as tho rest of us. He (seated behind a high hat)—Y-e-a, just about, just about.—Good News. Travel on the The length of the carriage way on the Brooklyn bridge is 5,089 feet. The number of carriages and other vehicles crossing amounts in a day to 4,000. From 8 in the evening until 0 o'clock next morning about 300 carriages or wagons cross. Then, tho number increases to 100 between 6 and 7, and 200 between 7 and 8, and to 800 in each hour between 8 iu the morniug aud 4 in the afternoon, From 4 to 5 and from 5 to 0 the crush is greatest aud reaches 400 nn hour. Between 6 and 7 it falls to 200, and between 7 aud 8 to 100, after which business again becomes dull. There are, of course, average figures, as tho traffic varies according to the weather and tha season, but is always greatest between 4 and 0 iu the afternoon and least in night hours,— New York Sun. The opal was looked upon as a thunder stoue, and although many women now appear to have a strong superstitious prejudice against wearing one, it was in bygone days held in the highest estimation, for it was supposed to combine the virtues of several other gems. On the other hand, tho onyx—so named ou account of its resemblance to the color of the finger nulls— could .scarcely have been a nice stone to wear, for. according tp mediaeval superstition, it rendered one particularly susceptible to annoyance from nightmares and de- mons.—OhaKi'oere 1 Journal, charge. "When Sawboues comes," said the man to his wi£^ i,fter tho cart had rattled down the street, say the woman did not rally. Then he will give you a certificate and there will be no trouble." Promptly at 8 o'clock the young man arrived. Tho woman of the house sat in the door. "She is no better?" asked the doctor. "No," said the woman, "she didnotrally; she is dead." "Did you give her the brandy?" "I moistened her lips with it, but she -ouldu't swallow," answered the woman. The young disciple of ^sculapius looked thoughtfully down the hot narrow street. F'wl he been older his face would have looked haggard, for ho was utterly tired out. The woman still sat immovably in the doorway. "She seomed a strong womau," said the doctor reflectively, "and she was young." "Death takes the strong as well as the weak," said the woman. The doctor took out his little book, • leaning against tho side of the house in sheer weariness as he wrote. Then ho tore out a leaf and handed it to the woman. "Sho was a good servant," said the guardian of tho threshold magnanimously. "Have you mado arrangements to bury her?" asked the young man. "My husband is out now," replied the woman evasively. "You need not be at any expense," said the doctor kindly, who was extravagantly wasting his sympathy on the wrong sort of people;, "if you will apply at this address you can get what is necessary. He held out another slip of paper and then hurried away. The woman looked at the certificate of death and then at the address and then after the departing doctor. "Maybe he is older than he looks," she said. "If he had asked to see the womau I don't believe I could have kept him out." Meantime tho cart rattling over the uneven road had revived the woman who was thought to be dead. She immediately realized her frightful situation. She was in her coffin, and they wero taking her to the cemetery. Terror stricken, she began to make some violent efforts to be heard, but the cart rattled over tho cobblestone road which led out from the city. Could she make herself heard before they reached the grave? She felt unable to scream, aud she realised that it was useless to expend the littlu .strength she had now. She would feserve this eft'6rt for the time when they were talcing the coffin to the grave; but how long must she wait before they reached the cemetery? Meantime she nugbt lose tier senses again. Tlie air was stifling. Horror! Mercy! Despair! She could teei herself successively swooning and then coating to her senses again. How could she avoid this awful fate? What if she should be unable to make them hear her cries before they put her in the tomb? Suddenly she was seized with an awful trembling, her hair seemed rising up, a dizzy sense of sickness oppressed her, she gasped a little, but she could not make any sort of sound. t t t « * * « Now tho cart has stopped. The nude coffin is drawu forward with a harsh, grat- Jng noise, then taken into the hands of fpup nien, who proceeded to her grave. A ihabby looking clergyman, who has charge or one pr cue sraa'il cuui-cnes in one ot the most iuBiguiucaut parts of tUe city, co.rne* Again that strange vibration, as if fciie terrible box was convulsed. Paughl Nonsense! Christ! what a noise. Never Bttch a sound came from earth. One of the men in front looks around with a white face. He meets another pair of eyes fixed with horror. Before them all walks the clergyman reciting, I am the resurrection and the life." A few straggling people about the cemetery have fallen into line as the little band moves onward. Now they are at the tomb—a long, hideous looking receptacle built against the brick wall of the cemetery, containing rowi and rows of shelves. A cheerful looking man with a red face, holding a trowel in his hand, sits beside a great pile of fresh mortar. It is his occupation to seal up the ovens, as the ugly shelves are called. The clergyman still read. A young child , with gold colored hair that strays from lt*f mother to pick a wandering vine p^or •^/,, little shriek of ecstasy. xJU to The four men push the box itfries Jai ceptaclc. A frightful scraping sound mingled with a most unearthly cry. The two men who had looked at each other again exchange glances. The face of one is livid. Another sound and the two simultaneously drag forth the coffin and place i^on the ground. The clergyman stops reading. "Something has happened," said the man who had walked in front of the coffin. "The woman is alive," said the man'with the dark face, and they began to tear open the coffin. The man with tho trowel comes to assist. The excitement is intense. Who ever heard of such a thing? In books, or in tho medical journals, perhaps, but in life, never! Tho men work in hurried silence. At length they have pried up the long nails. Tho dark man tears open the lid, and within the long pine box, without any sort of decorative adornment, lies the poor, shrunken, attenuated pauper woman. The light of tho moon is brilliant in the sky— tho light that beautifies everything but the human countenance—is absolutely unsparing and intensifies the ugliness of the wretched, toilworn face. All look at her with breathless curiosity. She belongs to nobody. Sho has no friends. No one knows what to do. Apparently sho is dead. After all the noise was a mistake. The man with che white face steps back, as though he relinquished all sense of responsibility. The man with tho dark faca bends over tho woman. This act helps all of the others to fresh interest. Their faces ask, "Is she dead?" The decisive man feels her hands; quite cold; her face cold also. Then witli an energy born of conviction he lifts the woman up, putting his arm under Vv her waist. She is not stiff at all! Her eyes open; she looks at him. The spectators gaze in shocked amazement; the dark man feels faint. Tho corpse moves, lifts a thin yellow, hand, then breaks tho awful silenca by saying querulously, "I thought ypu would never hear!" then, "Got me some water."—Marcia Davies in New Orleans Times-Democrat. Old Beliefs About Prairie Dogs. It has been but a short time since investigation has shown that the supposed happy family made up of tho prairie dog, the burrowing owl and the rattlesnake, is not only not a happy family, but does not exist »k all. Our first idea was that these three animals of such different habits lived in perfect harmony, like the so called happy { families of the modern circus; but faith in this belief is somewhat shaken by the following, which may bo found in "Wood's Natural History:" "According to popular belief, these three creatures live very harmoniously together, but observation has shown that' the snake and owl are interlopers, living in the burrow because the poor owner cannot turn them out and finding au easy subsistance off the young prairie dogs." Wo were satisfied with this for a time, but judge the astonishment created when Elliott Coues, in one of his latest writings, makes tho following statement in speaking of the burrowing owl: "I have found colonies in Kansas and other states, in all cases occupying the deserted burrows of tho quadrupeds, not living in common with them, as usually supposed."—Forest and Stream. hotel Ye Alighty Hunter Abroad. City Sportsman—Boy, is there a near hero? Mountain Boy—Never heard o' one. "What is that curling smoke by the edge of tho forest?" "That's a hunter's camp." "Good. I can go there and get a game supper." "Guess not. Them's city sportsmen. They never have nothin' but canned com beef and crackers.—Good News. Heredity. "I don't believe so much in heredity," said the psychologist. "Now, there's X , the lawyer, look at his sons. One of them became a professional musician, another is n school teacher, principal of some academy; a third is a successful steamship captain, a fourth is an editor, and the fifth— tho fifth is further away than any of the others. He is nothing but a plain and simple 'dude.' "—New York Tribune. About 60,000 persons commit suicide in Europo every year whose deaths are recognized as such, while at least twice as many commit suicide whoso fate is never judicially recorded. Tho yearly list of European suicides includes 2,000 boys and girls. Alcoholism is th.e chief cause of self murder in the north of Europe. Each separate unit of our helpless race is inexorably bounded by the inner surface of his own mental periphery, a jointless armor in which there is no weak place, never a fault, never a single gap of egress for ourselves, of ingress for the nearest and dearest of pur fellow units. Professor William Blackie, of Edinburgh, is one of the greatest living authorities upon Germany, its government, the ghar- acteristics of the people, etc., and"thi* knowledge has procured for him the nickname of "German" Blackie among hi» Btudenta at the university.

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